I look around as M*ster shows me around. His walls whitewashed and different pieces of art on the walls. Three bathrooms, which, I don't understand because who needs three different bathrooms?

"And this is my room," M*ster says, making me look at where he lead me to. I see a bed with red velvet covers, a dark brown desk across from it, a dark brown dresser and black nightstands with lamps on each side.

I raise an eyebrow and look at him, "Nice, Sir," I say and he tilts his head and nods as he walks past me. The smell of mint following him as I notice how broad his shoulders are. Wait...what am I doing? I think as I shake my head and follow him.

He shows me each room until he stops in the living room and tells me to stay there. I'm a panther, not a damn dog. I think, "Yes M*ster," I see the tips of his lips curl slightly as I call him that as he goes back upstairs.

I look around as my ears perk and I sniff the air, smelling something sweet and mint from where he just left. I hear him come back, making me straighten and I see him with a black suit. This is what I'm wearing? Well yeah, he needs some eye candy during the day. 

He hands it to me with a slight smile, "Here, change into this in the bathroom down here," he says and I nod, "Yes, Sir," I say, taking it as I turn, heading down the hall into the bathroom.

I comb my hair back as my ears perk and I fiddle with the jacket before sliding my hand down my tail, making it curl around my hand as my face slightly flushes and I let my tail go. 

I square my shoulders and head out the bathroom. When I reach the living room I see him sitting on the black couch with a coffee table in front of it. I clear my throat and he looks up, raising an eyebrow, "Looks good," he says as he stands and walks over to me, patting my head.

I tense slightly as I look up at him and he smiles, petting my ears. I purr softly and lean into his hand before he stops, my eyes shining as I look at him.

"Just behave and you'll be fine here," he says, chuckling as I huff, mad at myself for putting my guard down. I nod as my tail slightly sways but I wish it to stop, Why is my body reacting this way? I think, "Yessir," I say as he nods.

"Well, the first thing I want you to do is prep some lunch, can you do that?" he asks and I nod, "Yes M*ster, anything you prefer?" I ask and he tilts his head, "No, just make it well," he says and I nod, "Alright Sir,"