"I did not expect him to shave it, I do not mind tails." He says, glancing back at her. As they walk he would lead her towards the large house in the center of the villa, once they are in he would start off towards an office on the top floor. "What is your name slave?" He says as they climb the stairs.

"Marceline" She said softly "And he didn't just shave it..." She sighed "He cut it completely off..." She whimpered "I loved my tail...and why did he have to brand me down there?" Tears were filling her eyes and streaming down her cheeks

He does not look back as he leads her to the office, "I apologize for the branding however we do not wish for others to mistake you for belonging to another man or a free woman. We also cannot risk you running off." He says with a small sigh, "And if it means anything to you I hope your tail will grow back."

She sighed "Still...I thought we only had t have ONE branding..." She whimpered "And unfortunately my tail can't grow back...Aren't there rules stating that nobody can do that without the Master's permission?" She blushed "Sorry I ramble..."

"It is quite alright, and if I had known he intended to do that I would have said no however there is no rule if I did not give him orders to not." He removes a key from his jacket and opens the door to the office, walking in.

If she looks around she would see the room has many books in it, with a large chair behind a desk in front of a window on the far side. He walks over to the chair and sits in it, crossing one leg over the other before speaking. "So what are you good at Marceline?"