What you’re about to watch is the product of a day-long trial run with a young man who I recently agreed to take on as a helper–a servant, rather — for the summer.
This is the first time, truly, ever, I’ve accepted a live-in client in a 100% subservient capacity. I’ve turned down many, many men over the years; I don’t need a live-in “slave,” and if I did, if I realized one day it might be nice to have a boy-type person around, it seemed unlikely I’d find the right person for such a kinky, unique, potentially life-changing role. He spent 52 weeks — one email a week for a year — trying (humbly) to convince me he was worth my time.
He was. Worth every second. This is the beginning of something different. Scary, maybe, but that’s not a bad thing. I don’t know how this is going to end, but helper-boy has signed a contract that requires him to live and “work” with me till Sept. 1. A lot of that work will involve experimental bondage positions and gear; he’s going to be my little lab subject. ….
