When the waiter neared our table, I immediately knew he was an Alpha. The way he walked, shouted that he bloody well knew what he wanted in life and was sure to get it. "Covid-safe ticket, please", he demanded..In Belgium, to be allowed to enter a bar, you have to prove you are vaccinated. I took out my phone to let him scan a QR code that proved I am indeed safe. Freeze frame. The night before Sir Masterful was very happy with my progress as a faggot and gave me as a reward a photo of Himself showing his Mighty Cock in a slave's point-of-view. "Make this the background on your phone, faggot. So you are constantly reminded of the lowlife you are, cunt." Back in the bar. "Guy, I think your app has crashed", my Godly waiter said with a grin. My whole world started to spin as I took back my phone. And I could swear that on that damned background image my Master had suddenly a big smirk on His face. Never before have I felt more pathetic. The road ahead is still long...