There were plenty of flakes to be sure, but I had some intense chats with Men who at least claimed to be Masters although they would sometimes come on so strong that I could easily spot them as fellow fantasists like myself.But, the initial contact from Master Saul had started without all of that. Gay sex . …”Hello boy. That I sometimes worried that the more I indulged my Master/slave fantasies the harder it would be to ever have any traditional relationship with another man. After several hours of chat, He had said it was time for bed. I’d spent entire weekends at home watching Master/slave porn, leaving me consumed with my desire to submit the entire next week. And I was to be outside my apartment at exactly 6:00 PM where I would find a black SUV waiting at the curb. I had often fantasized about being dominated by alpha guys and had done some fun role-play. Perhaps I was reading into the chat, but it seemed to be completely natural for Him to decide it was my bed time – and to expect me to comply. “Good night, boy.””Good night. . . …Master?”
