THe painting had a picture of two people, a female and male who looked oddly similar to Momo and someone of a male version of her. A strike of thunder could be heard outside now, lighting peeking in through the window. 

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"yes of course it's yours. I need my slaves to live well. Why would I treat them bad when they did nothing to get treated bad for. besides, i was my slaves to look good and presentable, I cant have you smelling like dog in ratty clothes. But, you should know, if you don't follow the rules, you will lose your privileges, just keep that in mind." she said with a small smile, watching the girl place her clothes down and move to the shower. "I'll leave you to that." she pointed to a small button next to an entercom next to her door. 

"This will broadcast any info I need you to hear, like work hours, lunch times and more. If you need to find me, push this button and it will notify me, that way you don't need to go searching for me and get lost, which will happen. got it?"