The Palace of Pleasure was a strange building. Somewhere between the home of a BDSM enthusiast and a brothel, the idea of it was very simple. The Master owned the building and all of the sex slaves in it, and the slaves themselves are organized into a simple hierarchy for their duties. The slaves were easy enough to differentiate, too, being as simple as looking at the colors they were required to wear. All of them were available for purchase, of course, with a room of the buyers choice available to rent for the meantime, but the slaves themselves had ranks, with lower ranking members being slaves to other slaves.

Those wearing black were the highest ranked, often serving either The Master or the Palace itself. Below them were red, who made up the bulk of the staff. Then there was blue, being the average slave for rent. Below that was white, the color of cleaning services. Lastly was pink, sometimes replaced with animal print, being the color of petplay slaves. There was, however, one specific outlier, that being green slaves. These were exceptionally rare, and held simultaneously the highest and lowest positions possible. The other colors could change rank over time, but greens were explicitly hand-picked by The Master himself, serving him directly most often. Those in black served him too of course, but more like servants, while those in green were the ones he would have sex with the most. Greens were his exalted slaves, his perfect sluts and the only ones not available to be purchased for any length of time.

But that was because you didn't have to.

Greens were the most exalted in their position, but they were required to be subservient to all. Despite technically ranking higher than all other colors, they had to be completely subservient to all other colors as well. Customers didn't have to pay to rent out a good time with greens either, for fucking greens was entirely free. A green could be dragged into a room at any time, and all accommodations were made available for using them however the customer wanted free of charge. During their off time, other slaves would be able to do the same, making greens total slaves in all forms. And, of course, they were still expected to serve The Master as well.

Despite this, the greens did have access to the greatest luxuries out of all of the slaves. Not only did they have their own personal rooms, but these rooms were always the most lavish. They would be catered to by personal chefs rather than given standard meals, and they had access to whatever entertainment they could desire. Of course, their doors didn't have any locks on them though, so anybody could enter their personal rooms and demand sexual services at any time. Those personal chefs were also likely to make sure that the green's food contained an extra large helping of cum coating every item, too, and the entertainment they both most often got and were encouraged to practice was all sexual. But they did have those extra luxuries.

Still, the workload demanded of a green was astronomical. They were usually only picked from the most beautiful and experienced of the slaves The Master had owned. That is why my heart dropped when he first purchased me. I had no training whatsoever, and yet he took one look at me, smiled warmly, and said just one word.

"Green."

[F4M or GM] Being the very bottom of the rung means that everyone is my master, not just *the* master himself

[F4M or GM] Being the very bottom of the rung means that everyone is my master, not just the master himself