I must have dozed off as when I woke up the dog was gone. Feeling hungry I looked round the room but there was nothing to eat. Feeling a bit worried, I opened the door to the main hall and looked out into the stillness and the very softly lit hallway. Pulling back, I slid back into my rooms and considered my position....if it was late Master might be cross I'm up and about but if it is a little bit not so late he might expect me to be getting ready for bed.

With those thoughts running in my head, I slipped into a big pink and yellow stripey night T-shirt. Keeping just my panties on and wearing the t-shirt and a pair of lovely warm soft furry slippers I grab a heavy, warm robe and begin my food hunt. Guided by the lit keypads at all the doors, I stay very quiet as I walk along. I could see light from under the door of the main room but didn't dare interrupt and go in and disturb the Master.

Walking past one of the rooms I'm sure I heard sobbing and harsh words but I didn't get near. The thick black paint around the door kept me back. I stood very still and again I'm sure I heard growling but looking round I couldn't see anything. Standing there I nearly screamed and nearly wet myself when I felt the hand on my elbow. "Missy....what do you want?"

Stammering I explain to one of the Masters staff I just wanted to get some food from the kitchen. He looked at me and gently pushed me along guiding me as we walked. "Careful Missy, at night you've gotta be careful. The doors are all 'armed' and locked..." he paused, looking down at me "...and Missy you'll be hurt by the alarm system and Master for disturbing him".

With a gentle push he guided me into the kitchen where I could smell all the scents of delicious well cooked food. Looking round I sat down at the huge wooded kitchen table, to ponder my next move as the guard quietly withdrew. He had been nice but firm. With a thud, I heard the cool room door slam shut followed by quick footsteps. I started to rise but the person I later found out was simply 'Cook', spoke sharply, "Sit down Missy. Sit". I sat and instructed and waited in silence. "Well Missy...." I blushed at the 'Missy' and the tone...missy...like a soft, girlie not to be trusted on her own.

"Hmm...." she paused and spoke again, looking down at me. "Master has been very clear about you, princess". Looking up I was stunned to see the Cook rummage in the very big fridge and pull out a big lunch box. Everything was planned. I sighed a little bit realising just how powerful Master was when all his staff obeyed him absolutely. "Missy...don't be upset......there's plenty of food there for you. Now get back to your rooms" With that she passed me the lunch box, and guided me to the kitchen door, "Now then Missy, if you want anything else...you just come and see me." And with a grin she also pressed two bottles of vitamins into my hand.

Walking back down the hallway, I was damn certain I could hear crying and growling but again I simply could not place it. Standing very still I could hear crying but chilled, realised it was none of my business. If one of Masters staff had got herself into trouble....well that was her business...and in any case it was going on behind one of the locked black doors. Moving quickly, I got back to my rooms and with a sigh of thanks I noticed the dog was still gone. His smell remained though so I used the plain can marked "Air Fresh" to spray round the room.

I put the vitamin bottles on the shelf in the bathroom and then dropped onto the couch and began to eat. After finishing most of the food, I carefully closed the box and settled into the sofa thinking of the dumb girl that had crossed the Master or not followed the rules. Who ever she was....she was in deep trouble...and shivering uneasily at that thought I settled down to watch TV.

Yet I had been treated like a 'little princess'. Blushing bright red...I realised why...Master had deemed me to be trained as a soft, sissy, girlie, fragile, obedient princess. Blushing even harder, looking at my clothes and how he protected me from Miss Nora....he was determined to drive the point home. I existed in his mansion under his protection......please him and I'd be safe.....anger him and then I'd be the one sobbbing in terror behind a locked door.

Snuggling down in my nice safe rooms, I banished such thoughts from my mind.