"I went downstairs and waited for Meg. She came down in a pale blue dress and heels. I could tell she was wearing a bra. "Panties?" I asked.Meg lifted...her knee-length dress and showed me her white panties."I rang for a cab. It should be here soon." I kissed Meg and said, "I want proof."The cab arrived, and I walked Meg out."What kind of proof?" she asked as I was closing the door."You will think of something." I finished closing the cab door and waved to Meg as the cab drove away.I got myself a. So I can't forget what I am - a slave. I see myself, nude, collared and cuffed. I can't remember a time when I was anything but this.The woman pulls my leash. I know from being trained that I am to fall to my knees without argument. I think maybe she is my new owner, but then I realize she is wearing a collar as well. She must be a slave, but a higher ranking one than me. Still, I know my place. I hit the ground and I spread my legs, wide as they can go."A slave must always be spread for. He let out a frustrated noise and stomped away, looking around I could see the eyes of everyone else in the room on me. I ignored them and sat down, trying to enjoy my food, when the girls entered the room and saw my sour mood.“What’s wrong, Pathios?” Amenthia asked, concern evident in her voice. “Did something happen while we were getting ready?”I nodded, “Just another person who seems to believe I am standing on a pedestal that they should have, wanting to take me down a peg. It’s fine, I. Greetings, my name is Adi. I am a 21-year-old guy from Mumbai. I completed my B.Com recently and is on the lookout for a job. I wouldn’t describe myself as a handsome guy but I am not bad to look at either. My height 6’1, I am fair and a bit fat. I was never a popular guy in the school or college. So, I had limited female friends. Although I had my fair share of encounters, I never really got the hottest women. I live with my mother and my grandmother.Let me describe my to you. Her name is.