Chapter Five
The kitchen was empty when I arrived, but from the dining room I could hear the distinct sounds of annoyance, as Madam talked loudly to herself in frustration. Loud clicks emanated from in there, Madam was obviously still on the computer, and equally obviously, she was very frustrated by something. I hoped it was something that had wound her up, not someone. Especially me, but then I had been downstairs being a good little slave for the last three or so hours. She had not seemed disturbed when she had visited briefly, so I doubted that her annoyance was caused by anything that I had done. I decided that cowardice was the better part of valor and put the kettle on, knowing that she would hear it come to the boil.
I had better offer Madam a drink, to not do so could focus her
