I am the Devil, and L is my Master.
Unforgettable the first time L put the leather collar on me. Tight. Very tight. But he took it away. When we met again he left the collar with me and said that while I wanted to be with him, it would be mine. Since then I started to use it with some frequency.…
Thinking back it still feels somewhat surrealistic, did it really happen or was it a dream?… It all happened during our visit to Hamburg last year. We both decided that it was time to take another step in our relationship and step out of our comfort zones, so we did. I had checked around on the net…