It's cheap and easy for a Dominant, but right now Jacob is in a position where he can't do those things. He can't have a bank account. He can't just buy things freely. He has to have a permission note from a dominant to say he has their authority to spend money he earned. And even then some of the store owners would much rather the dominant be the one handing over the cash.
The other problem is that in Duplicity, there are no farms. There's no clear source of food. He knows some people have gardens and grow vegetables but that's not enough to feed everyone.
Still, not important.
He doesn't think she's going to make a fuss- he's happy to drink water or whatever else she's going to have, but then she starts searching and he feels very bad in a very British way- because he's inconvenienced his host.
But the box she finds isn't too bad - it has a couple of those rubbish herb teas in it but most of the rest looks drinkable. He's even gone so far as to open the little paper envelope containing breakfast tea and yeah- that smells good.
"Thank you. But you didn't need to. I thought it would just be nice, considering you were going to the effort of feeding me. And your broken arm. You... deserved something nice. And, full disclosure: I didn't bake that cake. I can't cook for toffee."
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Date: 2022-10-23 11:06 pm (UTC)The other problem is that in Duplicity, there are no farms. There's no clear source of food. He knows some people have gardens and grow vegetables but that's not enough to feed everyone.
Still, not important.
He doesn't think she's going to make a fuss- he's happy to drink water or whatever else she's going to have, but then she starts searching and he feels very bad in a very British way- because he's inconvenienced his host.
But the box she finds isn't too bad - it has a couple of those rubbish herb teas in it but most of the rest looks drinkable. He's even gone so far as to open the little paper envelope containing breakfast tea and yeah- that smells good.
"Thank you. But you didn't need to. I thought it would just be nice, considering you were going to the effort of feeding me. And your broken arm. You... deserved something nice. And, full disclosure: I didn't bake that cake. I can't cook for toffee."