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I Want To Be Your Slave

... think such a thing is possible?" "I know it is." I replied. "But I don't want to leave, I want to stay with you." "In that case Maria, ... is it alright if I call you Maria?" She looked puzzled at my enquiry, "Its my name." "I know it is, Maria, but it is polite to enquire if ones might use such an informal address." "Of course you may, Master Stephen, it makes me feel all warm inside when you use my name. Please do." I looked at Maria with mock severity, "Did you know, you just insulted me?" she looked crestfallen. "I'm sorry Master Stephen I didn't mean to, please forgive me. What did I say wrong?" I explained, "When a free woman addresses a Male as "Master" she is implying that he is not an adult. "Master" is the title given to a child. I haven't been called "Master" since I won an archery medal when I was 17, at least not by a free woman. If I'm to call you Maria, please call me Stephen." "OK Stephen." she look really pleased with herself, like the act of saying it gave her physical pleasure. "Anyway, as I was about to say, if you wish to stay here, I would like to invite you to dinner this evening. Just the two of us. I can ask cook to rustle up something really special. Or is there anything special that you would like?" She thought for a moment. "I don't know what a free woman would like to eat, so I will trust you. However, I have heard of something called 'ice cream' that I would like to try." Ice Cream? Is that even possible, the romans had something like ice ...

... cream, I don't know if it made it back to this part of the world already. It must have if Maria had heard of it. Do we have have the capability. It would require an ice house. I didn't even know if the house had one, that's the sort of thing you delegate to the servants. 'Servants' is another of those words a liberated twentieth century guy might have trouble with. I'd got used to the concept a while ago, my college was traditional, the staff were referred to as 'servants'. That was when I got used to 'servants' calling me 'sir'. It seemed really weird for a 65 year old retainer to call me, an 18 year old, 'sir'. "Ice cream would be most agreeable", I agreed, "I shall have to ask cook if it is possible, I don't know if it is." I shall make the arrangements. I suggest six this evening, if you are agreeable." In the meantime, I have a lot of work I need to catch up on. Could you amuse yourself in the library for the rest of the day until then?" "With all the books" she enquired and looked ecstatic at the prospect. "Yes, with all the books. Though my collection is but a tiny fraction of the books in the world. Where I come from you can find whole palaces dedicated to just books." She looked awed at that prospect. "I would like to see such wonders someday." "I hope I can arrange that someday", I responded. "In the mean time, Louisa and Hanna can take care of your needs, or James. Whatever you need, just ask one of them." ** Chapter 4, theory lesson, the thermodynamics of power. ** At ...