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PART 1

Dan rang the doorbell and felt a tremor in his knees. He was still completely unsure if it was a great idea to proceed over Eric’s place but he had already been at the front door. He somehow felt this compulsion to go and felt that he did not really acquire a say in what he was going to perform anyway. He was right. A several seconds later the front door opened and Eric was standing there.

He stood there casually, almost with no interest and said “Hi.” Dan swallowed hard and whispered “Hello, Sir…” Eric with a barely detectable smile on his face looked Dan up and down from his toes to the top of his head and then said firmly “Come in. Go to living-room and obtain off your clothes and wait for me.” Through Eric’s voice, it came across to Dan that this human does not enjoy being kept waiting, let alone disobeyed so he took a deep breath and walked to the living-room and slowly got undressed.

A few minutes later Eric appeared at the door and before they could even share a look for more than a second, he immediately gave his next request to D

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With one of us on each arm, John and I were led by Sir to our table. Dressed to the nines, tonight was all about celebrating our relationship. Right near the end of last summer, these two men saved my being. Getting out of a bad relationship (if you can call it that), I was left stranded, and they’d brought me home. They told me stories of their lives, and I was fascinated. And that could hold been it- they could have been a enjoyable diversion as I tried to get back to normal life again… but thank goodness they weren’t.

Sir, the man whose real name I still did not know and truly had no longing to find out, was my dom, and I wear a leather collar around my neck to show my loyalty to him. On his other arm wa