Creepy

He pushed her into the cellar.  He had blindfolded her and forced to come with him. 

     Frightened,  she tried to back away but he wasn’t having any of that. He clucked his tongue.    “Don’t worry  I’m going to remove that blindfold.   Interesting.  I see the fear in your eyes, but yet your tone of voice holds none whatsoever.  Don’t try to be brave for me, darling.  It won’t work.

   “You will address me as either Master or Sir.  Understood?  Are we clear on that? When she didn’t answer, he was starting to become impatient.   “I said are we clear?”

   “Ye- yes..”

“Yes, M-master,” Cherry corrected herself. 

“Good.  You learn quickly.   Now I’ll ask what your name is.”

“I’ll never tell you that.”

      “Very well then but I do have ways of finding out your name.”

“My name? It’s Cherry.”

   “How delightful.   A fake name.  I know that’s not your real name, but if you insist, I shall address you like that,”  Master turned on his heels, locking Cherry in.