Potential?

Kimiko sped home, literally, she ran 2 red lights she was beyond furious. She was not used to having a man in her life that would spend money on a major purchase without consulting her first. The suits were fine frankly she needed him to have those more than he did.

But $5000 in an electronics store without so much as a text!?! Master needed to understand that this cannot be a daily thing. She pulled into driveway and barked orders "Lina empty my car into Masters room and wait for me there. Mai where is Master?"

Mai was busy cooking but she pointed to the basement with a look of confusion and a little fear at her mothers expression.

The fear stopped Kimiko, however she felt she was a negotator by trade, she knew going in with a face full of fury would be less than productive. She put her hand on the handle to door and gave herself a few deep breaths to hide her anger though in no way let it subside. Her best smile on her face she went downstairs.

She was expecting to find her Master sitting at a brand new "gaming rig" as Ryu called them, otherwise known as a computer with more screens than a person has eyes to watch them glowing with unnecessary lights, or maybe a sterio with a flat screen TV and her Master "smashing noobs" or whatever Ryu called it.

She was surrounded by half a dozen machines most of them looking used as they whirred eith activity. The air smelled acrid like burning metal and plastic, she was mesmerized by her suprise and her senses getting such a shock she found herself watching as a bright light made a buzzing noise as it rapidly ran back and forth over a little plastic chip or something?

She was suddenly turned at the shoulder by her Master in casual clothes and an apron with a mask over his mouth. "Don't stare at that light it can hurt your eyes." He ordered and gave her her a mask. She started panicking 'is this a meth lab is this what meth labs look like?' She thought seeing him go back to what was her laundry table, and was now clearly some kind of work bench and start working on something he seamed surrounded by the discarded remains of cheap cell phones.

"Master we need to talk." She said practiclly yelling to be heard over the machines and her mask. "What the hell is all of this stuff?"

"Tools from my makers space mostly." He said in a detached voice, clearly more interested in his own thing than her at the moment which somehow made her nervous. She stood there for a long moment looking around seeing things she didn’t think she could identify even on a multipe choice test busy at work.

Finally her Master picked up a collar motioned for her to follow him. As he lead her up the stairs and into the livingroom where Megan sat scrolling though her social media. "Master," she said as she instinctively lifted her hair and bared her neck for her Master "we need to talk. Did you spend $5,000 dollars at an electronics store?" She asked then her knees went weak as he kissed that damn spot on her neck again.

"Yeah sorry about that they didn’t have a lot parts I needed for my idea so I had to buy more expensive stuff to tear apart."

"I it's your money I guess," as she felt the cool leather hug her neck just right "but you baught stuff just to trash it?"

She looked at herself in a mirror the collar was nice if basic looking a basic thick leather band with studs every inch or so evenly spaced with a heavy duty metal ring. Hanging from it was a metal tag with the legally mandated proof of ownership and Masters contact information. Next to it was a black plastic fob about the size of a deck of cards. With 3 buttons on it.

"What is this Master?" Said he was acting so curious and odd that somehow she completely forgot she was angry.

"My newest idea." He said pushing a button on it. And it spoke "Pairing" a breathy female computerized voice said "collar paired" it said a moment later.

"Cool, so this might sting." He said as he tapped his tablet. She felt the lightest of shock. And he pumped his fist as she reacted.

"Hey stop that, what is this!?! Master talk to me."

"Its a phone, well sort of remember those phones for like old people and kids with like 3 phone numbers?" He said as he typed furiously.

"Vaguely..." she said getting annoyed at his half explanations.

"Yeah its like that, only for your shock collar. It can call a few number, top button calls Me, middle button calls 911, bottom button is for controlls and things... maybe don't mess with that?"

"You built me a collar lowjack?" She said suprised looking at it in the mirror impressed by the craftsmanship obvously not store quality but more than anyone had the right to expect in a few hours of work. "I thought you blew the money on a gaming thingy." She said feeling the fob.

He chuckled "well that would have been irresponsible wouldn't it? I have a whole harem to take care of. Anyway sorry to worry you I will give you a heads up next time."

"Ummm... okay, This is genius Master we should patent this."

He shrugged "it's nothing special just an idea that got stuck in my head and had to get out. It's still a beta I have a ton of programming and features to add but you know the basics are done." He kissed her stunned cheek and walked away back to the basement typing as he went.

"Yeah he gets like that." Megan said to her back. Sometimes "he just builds shit its super weird. One time I found him in my room trying to figure out how to install a coffee maker into my bed post so I wouldn't be so cranky in the morning. He broke my ankle when I was 8 trying to motorize my skateboard, Not all of the ideas are winners."

**** hey guys and gals and others just to let you know work is starting back up soon, odds are better than good this will impact the speed at which I produce content. So thanks for understanding if you understand, and if you don’t understand well... pay me enough and I will do this 8 hours a day instead.

thank you for all The amazing feedback, it makes it super easy to do this when others are engaged and showing interest.****