What can I say about the man who literally changed my life? He took a sweet innocent boy and turned him into a sleazy minded sex slave whore <grin>! As I think back on it, It was the best thing that ever happened to me!

My Master was born in Florida and actually has a great story about his first sexual experience when he was 13. His best friend admitted to him during a session of truth or dare that he wanted a woman to tie him up and do anything she wanted to him. Always the creative and resourceful type, he countered that if his friend Mike was blindfolded, and he never said anything, Mike could fantasize that a woman was doing things to him… and… being the great friend that he was… he’d do it himself!

The next day they got together after school to do the deed. Mike was haphazardly tied down with belts and blindfolded with a tie. He was rock hard too. It was bondage love at first sight, and I’m told that my future Master went wild and damn near raped his best friend, except for the saying that you can’t rape the willing!

Did Mike get into it? They kept it up through junior high, senior high, and junior college… right up to the night before Mike got married. And that night, Mike spent tied to a motel room bed by his best man, who was skull fucking the hell out of him! Believe it or not, they’re still friends.

I have something else to thank Mike for beside turning my Master on to bondage. Mike was also into photography, and even had a small amateur darkroom. He turned my Master on to the possibilities of kinky photography, and developed and printed the pictures that my Master took of him naked, tied up, and hard!

In college my Master met guys into the leather scene and filled in the blanks in the most important parts of his education. Thanks to his early experiences he had more practical knowledge of working with submissives than anyone else his age. He started having slaves of his own, including a member of the college basketball team! You should see the Polaroid’s he started taking!

He joined a leather club and became one of their officers. He taught informal classes on various aspects of BDSM. Like everyone else, my Master got a job after graduation. Burnout eventually hit, and when a job of 12 years ended, he moved to California. He started running online ads for a slave boy, and found me… and boy am I glad he did!

The fact that he was taking pictures of me during our sessions awakened an exhibitionistic streak in me that I had no idea no idea I had. He always gave me copies of everything he took, and at first I just put them away. I had way more fun posing for them than looking at them! Eventually I showed them to a few kinky friends, and I realized that I had a great collection of photos that documented my training and all my favorite moments of being my Masters slave boy.

He says he takes so many pictures of me because I’m his muse. Now the best of those kinky pictures are available for you to see by my Masters kind permission. If you have any ideas or special requestsfor photos, please contact Master Bob: Master@asianslaveboy.net