(ok I know I am waaay over due to finally post, been a long time since I have had more than thirty minutes to post. So here it is the introduction of the house boi and the master of the house.)<br/><br/>Walking towards the Lincoln town car Micheal gritted his teeth while moving his long legs on his large 6'9" frame wearing a slick black suit with a maroon tie and a white dress shirt under the pinstripe charcoal jacket and pants. His eyes a deep blue moved from person to person out of the office. Being the CEO of a multi-billion dollar company often got int eh way of their weekend "getaways" and his private life. As he moved towards the car he noticed Kris Gallows step out, the house boi who doubled as his driver. Wearing his silver collar with leash hook on it Micheal nodded to the man. It wasn't often that Micheal could look people in the eye with his height, but this slave was a solid built 6'6" with his usual scruff for a beard about his strong face with bright green eyes that would send any domme into a frenzy, hence why Micheal selected Kris to live with them, the mistress of the house, his wife, loved him for all those evil things she loved to do to men. Although even with his height Kris rarely looked Micheal in the eyes, he was shy that way and knew he would only look up if the man spoke to him directly.<br/><br/>Shrugging his shoulders and popping his neck Micheal moved to the car door as Kris opened it and sat down in the back seat while the boy moved back to the driver's seat. He wore what he was told by Mrs. Darling today, a long cotton jacket colored black, a simple collar shirt which was a deep red and unbutton to the middle of his strong chest, the last piece was a pair of black slacks, and a pair of leather shoes, although underneath was nothing, no under shirt or underwear. The car jumped to a start as Kris shifted her into gear and rove off like a bat out of hell. They were already several hours late and he knew the master would demand them get there quickly. It wasn't as though the master of the house ever took interest in men in the sexual sense, but the mistress did have a dildo made after his cock, and that was something that always made Kris cringe when the mistress showed up with that strapped on. It was awfully painful and he preferred to behave himself than face that wrath again. Looking in the review mirror as they drove away from the main half of the city and headed home, Kris looked to the master, speaking quietly his Australian accent cutting over his soft voice. "Beg your pardon sir, but is there anything you wish upon reaching the manor? Many of the guests have arrived already, all of them I think. The mistress asked is she should prepare anything for you."<br/><br/>Micheal sighed as he heard the slave speak, looking up to the mirror he narrowed his eyes looking at the boy, he was only trying to be civil Micheal shouldn't react the way he wanted after work. Leaning forward he removed his jacket and hung it on one of the hangers that were in the backseat. Undoing his tied Micheal made sure his hair was slicked back still as he rested back in the smooth leather of the lincoln they rode in. Reaching down he pulled up his briefcase and opened it taking out the weekend files on every guest who would be attending the party this weekend, and the list made him smile slightly. "Tell your mistress, my wife, to ready Ema, Trina and Alex for me upon arrival, in the living room, I need some relief before I begin with any of the guests our introductions. Two hours late is far too much wasted time Kris. Now call ahead and tell the mistress that I am ordering this, and also tell her to bring out your leash when we arrive, you are to be collared and leashed at all times, some of the......Harlots that will be there might thing of you as a piece of meat to use, I do not wish this. You live in my home because the mistress begged for it, so treat her as your woman tonight." The thick Irish accent coated his words in a musical like way. Resting back Micheal rubbed his tired eyes and reached over the front seats grabbing the cooler in the front passenger seat, Kris was good at remembering details. Pulling out a redbull Micheal broke it open and drank down the ice cold fluids as he waited patiently for them to be home. The little blond thing would be on her knees for him shortly and he could drop this large load that had built up all day waiting for the party to begin.<br/><br/>Kris nodded and pulled out his phone from the inside jacket pocket and called ahead to the mistress, her strong voice always made him get somewhat hard at the very sound of it, "Yes mistress, the master wishes for Slave Ema and Alex, as well as the house maid Trina to meet him at the door, after of which he wishes for them to strip off their tops to service him before he introduces himself to the party. Thank you mistress, we will be there in five minutes." The phone was quickly put away as Kris looked up in the mirror to see the master smiling as he spoke "Good boy Kris, you are serving well already, I had forgotten about those lovely three pairs of racks they have for me. Good work I will be sure to let the mistress know to use the smaller cock she has on you instead of my own." Kris shuddered slightly at the thought of that again and nodded quietly "Thank you sir."<br/><br/>The car pulled up to the front of the house as Kris let Micheal out of the car and they both walked to the front door together just as Kris opened the door to the front of the manor and allowed the rather larger than life Micheal through the doors as his piercing blue eyes took in the sight of the main hall while Kris walked in with his head down behind him.