He entered work early as was usual.Preparing for another full day of service.It is strange how it all developed from an innocent chat on the computer to a lifestyle shared by many that would not normally succumb to such stuff.
Mistress walks in as usual and he Bows deep to her and welcomes her and she responds with "GOOD PET". Some of the Bars patrons just Smile ,having seen the display...others sort of cringe at his kneeling before her and receiving a pat on the head.
Soon the Radio comes alive and all the managers of the establishment call his name,All want his service...loving the undivided attention they receive as he does their bidding.The polite honest bow he gives sends a positive flow of energy to their power struggles.Even the lowliest of workers are treated with the respect of an emporer from him.
Always there it seems, to help or serve.His collar is allowed by A/all and some even secretly wish that their leash would attach to the ring it adorns.
At night when the shift is done he returns home...all alone to face the night in torment of lonliness,knowing none want him.All the while dozens dream of his personal service.A paradox and a nitemare.Always wanted but never kept.

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