By old boy bill
Chapter 1: Finally Meet
We/we had corresponded on recon and aol for several weeks. Apparently what HE wanted and what I needed were dead on. He said He had strong need for control. As a boi-slave, I needed to be controlled. He got hard inflicting pain. I needed pain. He got turned on by bondage. I crave bondage, not symbolic or fake, but real straps, a real straight jacket, inescapable until He lets me out.