"I want you in regular day dress at 8 tonight Rob. John will pick you up and bring you, be ready."

"Yes Sir." I answered.

Frank opened the doors and they all got out. Being Mr. Nobody, I got out last and made my way to the slave dining hall.

Of all the people that had seen me today I think it is the other slaves that I feared having see me the most. These were all people that I would probably have to work with at some time or other. By the same token it was the one group that I should fear the least. They knew that I was following orders. But it bothered me just the same.

John, Erin, David and Ed were all sitting together. I hadn't seen Ed in over a week. I had wondered what had happened to him. I grabbed some food from the steam tray and a cup of coffee, then hurried over to their table.

"Not a fucking word guys." I said as I sat down.

"I have been through fucking hell with this outfit all morning. The last thing I have to do is have lunch and then I have permission to take the damned thing off."

The three of them just chuckled and we began to talk. I told them about the things that I had to do and they just all chuckled some more. I mentioned to John that he was going to have to take me to coffee tonight and he said he already knew about it.

There would be two very important businessmen that the Master wanted to impress and we would be part of the impression. We would both probably have to spend a night with one.

I was a little shocked by that. But John asked what was wrong with me. They would be clean and had cocks, that was all that was important. We would have one hell of a good time. Besides whenever we did an overnight we always get the next day off for ourselves. Well when put that way it didn't sound so bad at all.

After lunch I spent 30 minutes in the whirlpool, I know I was not supposed to go for more than 20, but I needed it. Then a nice shower and into the sack. I slept until almost 5. It was Ed that woke me up.

He had dropped by to see if I wanted to go down to dinner with him. I said sure and quickly got into the daily dress. I used to hate this outfit, but after that fucking pink thing this was wonderful. It even felt great, guess I was getting acclimatized to being a slave.

We knocked on John's door but there was no answer, so we went on down alone.

John and Erin were already here. We grabbed our food and joined them. It turns out that the Master was now happy with Ed. Had given him back his real name and set him up in an apartment just across the hall from me.

The rest of the meal we talked sports, movies and music. It was going on 6:30 by the time we left the dining room and headed back to our apartments. John and Erin wanted to get cleaned up so they went to their own apartment. Ed came with me into mine.

I still had my computer so went on line and did a little surfing around. I showed Ed some really interesting sites. While we fooled around with this we just talked.

Ed had grown up knowing and accepting that he was gay. While in high school he realized that he was also a submissive type. He had heard about the Master/slave set up and wanted in on it. The problem was finding a Master that he could trust and that was taking on new slaves.

He had heard about Master Jackson and had just boldly walked up to his door one day and asked if the Master would take him on. Master Jackson hemmed and hawed for two weeks before he started putting Ed through some tests to see if he really was slave material. Finally four weeks after the first encounter, Mr. Jackson had him sign a contract.

He likes Master Jackson and will be very happy to go back to him. He also likes Master Scott and could be happy here as well. He would leave it up to the Master's to decide his fate. They could work it out however they wished, he would do what he was told.

Time had just flown while we talked. A knock at the door announced John's arrival. It was a quarter to eight and we had to get moving. I said good night to Ed and said I hoped to see him at breakfast.

John and I headed for the elevator. We went down, but only by one floor. We got off on the second. I had never been here before so had no idea what might be on this floor. We were not aloud to talk outside our apartment so I couldn't ask John about it. That would have to wait till later.

We walked down the hall to a set of very ornate double doors. John indicated to me with his hands to kneel. I did so. He then walked up to the door and raised a huge iron knocker. He let it drop then hurried back beside me and got down on his knees.

We sat there on our knees, our hands resting lightly on the kneecaps, our eyes looking straight ahead.

A few moments later the doors opened together. As they opened I could see that two slaves were doing the opening. Once the doors were fully opened Henry appeared in the centre of the door. He was dressed in a very intricately woven serape. The material was of a yellow colour and designs in coloured thread were woven all over it. It was gorgeous. I had never seen any piece of clothing so beautiful.

"What be your business at the quarters of the Master." Henry bellowed.

"Please Sir, we are but lowly slaves here at the Master's bidding to offer our services, Sir." John said.

"You may enter lowly ones." Henry said.

John leaned forward into a four legged position. I followed suit and then we began to crawl in. Once we were well in John stopped and returned to the kneeling position. I did the same at the same time and behind me could hear the doors being closed.

The room was fantastic. It was brightly lit with gold being the most abundant colour. Tapestries lined the walls interspersed by candelabra. There were settees, daybeds, and easy chairs all around the room, all upholstered in shades of gold.

Then I spied the Master. He was sitting on the floor on a huge pillow. His legs crossed. There were two very good looking men sitting on their own cushions with a small, low profile table separating them. On the table were the tinniest cups I had ever seen. One of the guests picked up his cup said something and the other two lifted theirs and they all drank together.

Well I don't know if drank would be the right word. I mean those little cups wouldn't even hold a mouth full. So I guess I should have said sipped.

As far as the three of them were concerned we did not exist. They went on with their mad tea party or whatever the hell it was. Every once in a while they would all lift those absurd cups and take a sip. Henry would pick up a little pot and refill them with whatever the hell it was they were sipping.

The little party must have gone on for over an hour. My legs were starting to get a bit numb, but I dare not move. Finally Henry clapped his hands smartly twice. John touched me and we both stood up. Getting up was a lot easier said then done. My legs protested and I thought they were going to cramp, but they didn't.

Henry clapped once more and John touched me and we started moving towards the Master and his guests.

"Ah your companions have finally arrived." the Master said.

What the fuck did he mean finally arrived? We have been sitting here for over an hour waiting for him to even acknowledge our fucking presence.

"John you remember Mr. Lieberman. He was very impressed with you last time and asked specifically if you would be available this evening."

John gave a little bow of his head.

"I am most honoured Mr. Lieberman, thank you Sir." John said very respectfully.

"Thank you so much for your hospitality, Jake." Mr. Lieberman said to the Master.

"I bid you a good night."

"The pleasure is all mine Jason, I assure you. Good night." the Master said.

Mr. Lieberman and John head towards a door on the side of the room.

"Richard I have a very special companion for you. This is Rob. He is a very remarkable individual. I think you will be a very, very happy man by morning." the Master said.

I went a little red in the face at that one. Also I had made a mental note, for the first time I had heard the Master's first name, Jake.

"I am sure I will Jake, you have never steered me wrong in 25 years so why would you start now." he said.

"Rob this is Mr. Richard Johnson, you may have heard of him. He is the owner and founder of S&H Computers. You two have a lot in common. So I think you will both have a very interesting night."

I did what John had done and gave a little bow.

"It is a great honour to meet you Mr. Johnson. I have been an admirer for many years, Sir." I said.

They both shook hands and said their good nights. Then he took me by the arm and turned me towards the door.

"Come along Rob, I think we are going to become real good friends."

"Yes Sir." I answered dumbly.