YOU ARE A MALE

The lights flashed once more as the cruel show begins, one where poor humans are forced to entertain the rich by doing degrading inhumane acts.

You stood there silently holding a poised posture, grasping a gold tray standing next to another server silently watching them and their drinks.

A golden mask adorned you and all the servers faces, molded to create a mysterious yet delicate shape.

Clothes covered every inch of your bruised and beaten body.. a tight vest adorning your chest and black trousers with black shoes.

Ever since you were seven, hopeless and naive.. you were begged to help an old man find his lost dog and you haven’t seen the sun since…

You were groomed into the perfect helper.. perfect for any job, any task, you were trained to be seductive and get as much money from the customers as possible.

The games continue as the VIP’s yell and curse as the people they bet on’s life’s come to a cruel end.

You spotted one of the guests, Elias, he was more shy than the others.. he kept quiet and was taking the last gulp of his wine so you begin to walk over to him.

He jumps out of his seat when he finally spots you

“Ah-!” He gasps and chuckles nervously

“My apologies..” He clears his throat trying to avoid your gaze