The slave's name was Joe. A blue collar man in his mid 50's and of Italian heritage. he spoke cautiously about his "lifestyle"; the kink, the bdsm, the desire to be owned. I listened knowing others in the bar were watching, curious about why I would have interest in the "weirdo" It's so long ago now that I don't remeber My initial reaction but I know I was interested and excited by the idea that this slave wanted to be owned. That idea was very powerful and enough to overcome any of this slave's physical shortcomings. I agreed to come to the slave's home and take a tour of his dungeon the next week. I really had no idea of what I was about to experience in just a few days.
More on the dungeon tour later....
As it turned out, the conversation with the slave put Me on a new and exciting path that, with some detours, I still find Myself on today. |