lan pulled himself out of the tub and dried himself off quickly.  He looked down at the clothes and sighed, "This is what they make slaves wear these days? no taste in fashion," He said with a smirk.  Finally he decided to put them on and he was quickly dressed.  All that was left was the collar.  lan held it out in front of him, debating whether or not he should put it on.  He sighed and put it on, knowing he had to no matter how much it hurt his dignity.  He stepped out of the bathroom to see his new master running.  "Whats wrong master," he asked him, surprisngly worried.