Male.

You are a 20 year old man with short hair. You know you are not the most popular or most intelligent guy at school, but you are still happy with your life. At this time every day you wake up your **** who sleeps in a cage in front of your bed. You always let it sleep a little later than you each morning as a small kindness. But making breakfast is your slaves duty, so you open the cage and shake your **** awake.

"Good morning master," your **** greets you with a submissive tone, "Shall I will make you your breakfast now. Or… would you like something else first?"

"No, just breakfast is fine." you say, "Be fast, I'm in a hurry."

"As you wish," your **** says with a nod and crawls to the kitchen. A **** has no right to walk upright or to wear clothes. Unless you allow it or have company of course.

As your **** cooks, you use the time to pack your backpack.

As you pack, you remember that day two years ago when you got your ****. It was in the evening. An evening you would never forgot.