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"Whatever I have in mind you'll surely figure out in time, my pet... and do call me Master," he said in a low voice, dishing out a similar sickeningly sweet tone in his words as she had done; though, his contained a venomous inflection of impending action. As he was speaking he had been running a hand along Kaie's restrained arm, smooth and feminine to the touch, but as he spoke the latter portion of his phrase, he dug his nails into her delicate arm, staring into her eyes with a commanding glare. He left a generous length of scratch wounds on the top of her arm, little droplets of blood trailing down and dripping into the water as he removed himself from her and moved closer to her body.

Resting a hand on top of her dry head, he clicked his tongue in a reprimanding sort of way, grinning down at her. "Now how do you expect me to lather up your hair with soap when it's so dry?" He grit his teeth as he mouthed the last words, gripping a chunk of her hair and shoving her head under the water for a decently frightening amount of time before pulling her back up, an innocent look of curiosity on his face as he ripped her back to the surface.

Nathaniel kept Kaie's hair held tight in his hands as she choked water into his face, shaking his head of the water and saliva before glaring down at her again. The grin he held before curled tighter with sadism as he began to learn what she enjoyed in masochism and what she truly couldn't handle. Gripping her hair tighter, he held her face very near to his own as he looked down at her and spoke lowly, "Even still you refuse to call me master? I want to hear it right now or I'll keep putting you under, and longer each time, mind you..." There was no humor in his words, only the dry truth of what would happen given x and y circumstances. All she had to do was grant him the satisfaction of compliance and he would begin to bathe her. If not, he'd push her limits until she broke, either in mind or in physical capability.

Catching her form from underneath the water's surface gave him a bit of a different grin, and he changed his personality once again as he implored of her a response. He ran his tongue along the side of her face, using his free hand to sound a firm slap across the wet area and lingering his hand on her cheek there, sliding it down to grab her chin in his hands. "C'mon, tell me who I am, little pet." It was sickening, the mixture of sweet sadism that coated his voice, and his eyes were radiant, reflected by the crisp cool blue of the bath water and lit up from the dominance of it all.

An incredulous look crossed Nathaniel's face, and his disbelief in how she was choosing to talk to him was causing the blood to burn in his veins. Grabbing both sides of her face now, his eyes were wide with pure anger, and a sharp cold emanated from his palms and fingertips. Frosty ice began creeping across Kaie's face, misting as it mixed with the heat of the bath water. The icy mask covered Kaie's mouth completely, entering partially into her mouth to keep her jaw frozen shut, and to securely fasten his new contraption, reinforced rods of ice shot out from the mask and attached themselves to her wrist restrains, assimilating with the metal current-harboring side of the tub. "You have now lost the privilege to speak," he mouthed dangerously, admiring his icy restraints as they sparkled against her creamy complexion. "And with how things have been progressing, there's no telling when I'll allow that to happen again. I don't care if you've provoked me to feed you intravenously to prevent the need for me to remove the mask, you will learn one way or another."

Flicking one of the support rods with a tinkering sound, he was confident of the stability of his work. He picked up a shampoo bottle, pouring the thick liquid onto the somewhat matted top layer of Kaie's hair before snapping the bottle shut and replacing it on the side of the tub with the others. He moved closer, reaching both of his hands up and began roughly scrubbing her hair, not paying attention to whether or not the soap got into her eyes. After he was satisfied with clawing her scalp clean, a shower of water erupted from his hands to rinse the suds from her head. Water ran down the front of her face, preventing her to breathe normally, and he continued to rinse her off for about a minute, forcing her to hold her breath once again. Because of the icy contraption on her mouth, she would choke twice as long if she breathed in any of the water, and she would have to swallow back any of the soapy water she inhaled due to the mask's barrier. He smiled and hummed a little as he finished rinsing her hair of the soap.

Nathaniel had been contentedly rinsing Kaie's head when he felt her struggling, hearing a muffled scream from within her icy mask before feeling a sharp pressure on his stomach which threw him backwards against the opposite side of the tub with a surprised yell. He watched with widened eyes as he realized he had taken off the collar she was wearing from the shop which restricted her shadow powers.

As Kaie was distracted by shattering his tenacious frosty restraints, he vaulted his upper body outside of the tub and reached over for her stray collar on the floor. Grabbing it, he slid back into the tub and watched as she began standing over him in some sort of mock dominance, free from her restraints and bellowing in a renewed confidence. At first he was slightly appeased when she used the word master in reference of himself, but when he weighed the consequences of using her powers against him as well as to break her frozen shackles, a snarl formed on his mouth.

Nathaniel dropped the collar in his lap and extended his hands swiftly, shooting globs of an icy material in the direction of her upper body. It hit its target, spreading over her torso and upper arms and attaching her to the tub once again, all the while he was striding towards her in the rippling water. He reached out for her throat, gripping it tightly as he replaced the collar around her neck securely and stepped back from her. "Well that's THAT. Now... I did inform you that your punishment of verbally disobeying me was losing your ability to talk, regardless of whether or not you gave in at a later time. You still will serve your punishment."

Leaving Kaie held fast in the tub, he ascended the tub steps out of the water and grabbed a towel, wrapping it around his waist and stepping through a nearby door, disappearing for a moment. When he came back he was holding a ball gag in his hand, and he strode over behind her, positioning the ball into her mouth before fastening it behind her head. "I guess that means you're not getting conditioner in your hair either, since there's no way I'm lathering up your hair anymore with this thing in the way," he stated plainly, patting the metal fastener on the back of her head.

As the gag was set securely around Kaie's head, Nathaniel walked to the side of the tub, dropping the towel and slipping back into the water. It had grown more cool now with all of the commotion that had been going on, and he submerged his hands in the water, closing his eyes as a strong wave of power rippled beneath the water's surface. Warmth spread rapidly throughout the water, creeping up the pair's bodies in a comforting way and caused small bubbles to break over the surface, along with a rising steam.

As he poured a lightly-scented rose petal oil in the water, he also grabbed a bottle of sweet-smelling body wash and began spreading it in thick threads throughout the water, creating suds by swirling his hands in the warm bath. The mixture of both scents was aromatic and calming as well as strangely exciting. It caused an odd buzzing feelin within a person, energized and yet fairly relaxed. "Do you enjoy the bath?" he asked softly as he began to drag a bath pouf over the exposed portions of her arms, not making eye contact with her but watching her movements from his peripheral vision. It was a satisfying feeling finding out things that truly caused discomfort to his wild slave, and he mused in the progress he was making so far with her.