Chapter 10
Harry paced, trying to get his temper under control. He still couldn't believe how unagreeable Lucius had been lately. He thought he had been treating him well, but he just would not stop. He took a deep breath and thought about the rules Lucius would need.
"Now, rule number one, you will call me either 'Sir' or 'Master'. You will not call me Potter. Which leads to the second rule. Rule number two, you will show me respect, which includes no name calling." He looked at Lucius pointedly. "Nort only because you are my slave, but also because if we are going to get through living together we are going to need to show each other at least some basic respect. Number three, you will under no circumstances lie to me. This also constitutes not informing me of something I should know. On that note if you have any problems I would like you to inform me of them. Number four, you will not cuss, while this would generally fall under the respect rule, I feel it should be a rule in itself. Number five, if I tell you to do something you will do so and do it immediately. Number six, if I ask you a question I expect you to answer, and to answer me with words not nods or gestures. Are these rules understood?"
Lucius nodded, but remembering the last rule quickly said, "Yes, Sir. They are understood."
Harry smiled slightly. At least he's starting to follow the rules, for now at least. "Now, as for consequences. Depending on what you do you may receive a spanking, removal of privileges, corner time, lines, confinement to your room, or your mouth washed out. Are the consequences understood?" No doubt he'll be having issues with a great deal of these. Lucius does love his pride.
Lucius was grinding his teeth in effort not to blurt out that those punishments were infantile and he was no child. However, he knew he was in enough trouble so he just barely managed to contain his anger and to keep from saying something that would get him in more trouble. Instead he merely bit out a response. "Yes, Sir."
Harry was shocked at the reply. He expected Lucius to be screaming about the unfairness of it all. But he had no desire to look a gift horse in the mouth. "Good. Then I believe we shall move onto your punishment for that atrocious display of a temper tantrum. Stand up."
Lucius paled in his anger he had completely forgotten about that. He slowly stood hoping his obedience might earn him a reprieve.
Harry nodded, pleased, and promptly sat down, grabbing Lucius' wrist as he did so. "Are you ready for your punishment Lucius?"
Lucius bit his lip and clenched his eyes shut but still muttered a soft almost meek, "Yes, Sir."
Harry yanked Lucius over his lap. "Then, we shall begin."
Note: Sorry it took me so long and for the cliffhanger, I will try to update more often. I thank you all for your support and ideas.