By Steellock
Tony was too impulsive.
He tended to go onto the Fetters website when he was horny or after too much beer and buy too much. He ended up working a lot of overtime to pay for a sleepsack that he had forgotten was on its way until the UPS guy rang the doorbell, and there it was on his credit card bill.
On chat sites he would say too much when he was a little pissed.
In a bar he ended up in a fight after talking too loudly or passing judgment in earshot of the wrong person.
This time it was a Tumblr entry …
‘NO WAY OUT Bondage’ it said. ‘Reply with the time you want to be restrained, and how, and we do the rest.’ Nothing else, no name or anything.
Tony was trawling the sites in the early hours of Sunday morning after a great evening in that very sleepsack. The Top had been amazing …