While this conversation was taking place the rest of us were getting out of the van. As soon as I was out Henry clipped a chain to my collar and handed the other end to the Master. He wasn't moving so I figured I had better get down on my knees right away. I kept my eyes on the Master watching for the slightest indication that he was ready to start moving. When he finally did I jumped up quickly and followed behind.

The Master and the Doorman continued their conversation all the way to the door. The Doorman opened the door and we all filed through. It was fairly dark inside after the bright lights of the entrance. However our eyes adjusted quickly and the Master headed towards what looked like a bar. The first thing I noticed as we made our way through the crowd was that everyone was male. The second thing I noticed is that the Master was treated with the greatest respect here. The crowd parted to make way for us as we moved forward. The Master greeted and shook hands with many of the patrons as we passed by. With many of them he also exchanged a quick greeting.

When we got to the bar we were at one end. Just before I dropped to my knees I could see that on top of the bar there was a strange looking panel with coloured push button switches. Henry went up to the panel and pushed one of the buttons. There was an instant ding, dong sound and then noticed the large pyramid above the bar. It was made up of coloured lights and one of them was now flashing.

Then William pushed a button and there was another ding, dong and a different light on the board started to flash. I then noticed that all the lights but two were lit. The one at the very apex of the pyramid and one at the very bottom on the right.

The Master stepped forward and pushed a button and the light in the apex began to flash and a small siren began to wail. At the sound of that siren the club became very quiet. Everyone stopped whatever they were doing, turned and faced the Master.

He looked down at me and commanded loudly so everyone could hear, "On your feet slave".

I jumped up immediately scared that I had done something wrong.

He pointed to the button on the bottom right of the pyramid and commanded, "Push that button, slave".

Again I did what I was told without any hesitation. The ding, dong sound filled the quiet bar and the bottom right light on the pyramid above the bar started to flash. I was then surprised and slightly embarrased by a loud clapping of hands and cheering from all the patrons. I had no idea what it was all about.

"You have made quite a hit here so far Pussyboy", he said with a smile, "keep it up and you just might end up having a fun night after we get home". He then started walking down towards the back of the bar.

I quickly followed, keep in a respectful distance and alway right behind. Whenever he stopped to talk with someone I dropped to my knees and kept my eyes on him for an indication that he was ready to move on. I would then jump up and follow. He must had stopped a dozen or more times. Each time I went down on my knees hurt a little more than the time before. If we kept this up for very much longer I would be lame before the night was over.

Finally as the crowd parted I could see that we were approaching a double door. On either side of the door were two young men about my age and dressed exactly the same as I. When we were almost to the door these two pulled the doors open, then got down on their knees and stayed there as we passed through.

This room was a large dinner theatre. There were round tables spaced all around and at one end a large stage with the red curtain closed. The Master headed down the centre of this theatre right up to a round table placed dead centre infront of the stage and about twenty feet back from it. There were three chairs, one was placed so the occupant would be facing centre stage. The other two chairs were on either side of this chair.

The Master went right to that centre chair and sat down. As soon as he sat I was down on my knees and behind him. He motioned me with his hand to move up closer to his side, which I did. My knees were quite sore by this time and I was hoping that the Master would eventually give in and let me sit in a chair.

William sat on the Masters right and Henry on the left. I could hear a lot of scuffling behind me and knew that all those that had been in the bar were now taking their seats in the theatre. Obviously the show was going to start real soon.

We had only been there a few moments when a waiter, again dressed the same as I was, brought the Master, William and Henry a drink. There was nothing for me. Oh, yes this was going to be a real fun filled evening. I mean just look at me, wasn't I having a ball? This was almost as much fun as being on a religious retreat.

Two server boys, again dressed in identical outfits to mine, appeared at the table each carrying a chair. Oh good I thought I am going to get a chair. They each placed the chair they were carrying down and then got down on their knees.

"You may leave", the Master said, and the boys both got up in unison, bowed there heads, turned and left.

A few minutes later a couple of big impressive men, similar in stature to the Master appeared and sat down in the chairs. Well there goes my hopes of getting a chair, I thought to myself. They all began talking but I didn't have a clue what the hell they were talking about, so I let my head turn slightly to try and see as much of what was going on around me as possible.

Suddenly I received a vicious blow across the back of the head. I let out a squeal of pain as stars errupted and I almost fell forward. "Keep still slave", a rough voice bellowed loud enough for everyone within twenty feet to hear clearly.

A big bear of a man bowed slightly and said to the Master, "My compliments Master Scott Sir, your new slave was fidggeting around like he had ants in his pants". He bowed slightly again and went away.

The Master gave me an evil stare. His dark eyes flashed fire leaving no doubt what-so-ever that he was angry. I had made my first mistake of the evening and I was now very sure that I had better not make another.