It was far into the future in a dystopian world. People with big money were in power and everything was corrupt. You were born into a rather bad position. You were a servant for these government officials, and you didn't have a choice. You had this collar on all the time that tracked you and was an electric collar. All of the servants had them. Leashes could even be attached to them. You hated living this way.

The government officials, typically the younger ones, liked to sexually tease you guys just to rudely remind you that you aren't allowed time satisfy those needs. The government officials are mean and treat all of you poorly. And you had to be around then almost all the time.

You and the other servants were close and did try to help each other out. A sign of love or comfort you could show was to kiss each other on the jaw. A single kiss. Is was discreet and comforting.

You were in your little room, sitting in your bed. You were getting a breather because it was a busy day.