Be my master

You are at the front door of your place inviting me in, I am a bit shocked, but after some seconds I get out of the car to join you.

Once inside you drive me right to your bedroom, not a coffee nor a drink offered, right to the point. I am a bit confused, everything is going faster than I imagined.

You open a door and a whole lot of BDSM parafernalia appears in front of my eyes. You take a pair of handcuffs and delivering it to me you say:

– I chose you to be my master for tonight, so here you are this handcuffs and you can also use whatever you find in that wardrobe.

No words are coming to my mind, my eyes are wide open and so is my mouth… After almost a minute I dare to say…

– I have no experience in BDSM, I have never been a master before…

– There is always a first time. Now I’m your slave and from now on I’m only following your orders, but this will end when the sun rises in the morning.

I take the handcuffs in my hand. Lots of thoughts run across my mind randomly. I don’t know what to do. You stand in front of me, waiting for my orders…


Text and illustration by @sexticles



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