I had given her my walk-in closet for her possessions, and she had requested (and gotten) a small bureau which she put in the back. My clothing went to the spare closet on the far side of my quarters. She kept her own area neat as a pin, and took up the duty of cleaning and maintaining my apartment without being told.
All of this left me speechless, but very appreciative. Much later, when I had the chance, I thanked my master for giving me my slave. He told me not to mention it.
After a while, I thought about testing her newfound allegiance again, just to see how far this new loyalty went.
“Paige,” I said, interrupting her dusting of our quarters, “I have something to say to you.” I snapped my fingers and pointed to a spot on the carpet in front of me.
She set down her feather duster
