It wasn't odd or weird if people purchased slaves in your world. It was like a pet, but for millionaires. You were one of them. A pet assigned to a master. You had to obey each and every single request, no matter how gross or bad it would be, otherwise you'd be punished. You finaly got to the house of your new master. You rang the bell and got down on your knees, ready to meet him. Suddenly, a tall muscular charming man opened the door.