Law

Outback cues

Mark

It was the day of the party and me and Seàn had just pulled up at Felix's house. We sat in my Jeep a few houses away from the extravagant mansion. Of course by this point we set some ground rules for the party so we don't get in trouble.

Always call me Master
I'll call you slave or jack
Jack, don't go out of my sight
If anyone asks about why I 'punished' you just say it was because you broke a glass
If you want to talk to the other slaves you ask me first
I won't let you get hurt

I nodded, counting the rules in my head. Making sure we had covered everything. I glanced over at Jack, who had cleaned up nicely.

He wore a white formal shirt with no bow tie and it was unbuttoned a bit. The sleeves were rolled up to his elbows. Around his neck sat the green collar now complete with a name tag that read 'Mark'. Just so people would know who he belongs too. Black jeans that were so dark they could be mistaken for dress pants and my old dress shoes.
I also made sure to add a green band and around his wrist.

I myself looked good. I wore a black suit and a back mask that covered the area around my eyes. The left side dipped down a bit into a point that ended a bit before my jaw line.
I kind of looked like the phantom of the opera.
Not that this was a dress up party.

" Lets go" I said and got out of the car. Locking it behind me.

Seàn met me halfway to the front of the car and handed me his leash.
" Don't let anything I might say go to personally" I mumbled.

Jack simply just nodded and we made our way to the party. Seàn trailed behind me silently.

I made my way to the door and handed the guard my invitation. He was a tall man, fair skin and bald. Bukit like a tank, I wouldn't want to piss this guy off. He eyed my invitation and looked back up at me.

" You're VIP Mr Fischbach" He said, his voice gravely.

I nodded and went to make my way inside. But the guard also stopped Seàn, which was something I was surprised at.

" Let me see your band colour!" The man snapped.

Jack held up his green bandana without question. The man eyed it as well, the checked something off on his clipboard.

" Good, now go on" He said more softly.

Looks like they treat the less violent ones nicer?

Once we were inside we saw the beautiful interior of the house. Everything was pale white with gold trim. The white,black and gold couches and chairs lined the sides of the large hall like room. The ruling was very high and held chandeliers that seemed to only hold white crystals for lights. At the far side of the room a small Orchestra played a slow sad song.
Couple dances in ballroom style, while slaves waited at the side lines.
The two back corner held drinks and food.

I handed Jack his collar.
" Don't wander to far".

Jack nodded and stayed by my side for the meantime. I began to scan the room to look for Felix. But it wasn't hard to find He Swedish man. For he was walking up on stage. At his arm was a shorter brunette girl with a beautiful smile. She had on a lovely white dress with sliver accents.
Looks like Felix got himself a girlfriend.

The blonde man tapped on the microphone to get everyones attention. The music stopped and all the people turned to him. Like he was their leader.
I'm a way, I suppose he was.

" Now that almost everyone is here. I'd like to address the purpose of this party" He spoke.

I raised an eyebrow. I thought it was to show off our slaves. That what everyone else was doing.