LeatherMastr
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A great backstory... I can see this happening exactly THAT WAY too.
My former UPS driver, Rick. One day, several years ago while I was outfitting my dungeon, one of the boxes was heavily damaged when a heavy parcel fell on it. The equipment was plainly visible. That night, Rick made my house the last delivery on his route. He apologized, and begged me to spank him as punishment… clothes on. From then on, as more equipment was delivered, Rick always put my delivery last, so that he could see what was being added to the mix. He got more and more into the idea, and asked questions about the power dynamic that was behind it.
Over time, I noticed that his uniforms kept getting tighter, as he built up his body and refused a larger size. He was always pleased when I noticed. Occasionally he’d tell me about his girlfriend troubles. They just never seemed to be the right girl.
One night, I had to break the news that this delivery would be the last. From then on, I told the crestfallen boy, I would only create custom equipment for the body of the slaves I owned.
About two weeks later, Rick came to my door again holding a parcel. When I took it, I noticed the box was empty. “I’m the goods being delivered, Sir,” he said, “if you’ll take me.” I looked up and down the street: no truck. “I took the bus and walked from the delivery hub, Sir, so that my disappearance could be total. Please say I can be yours.”
He told me he had been dreaming nearly everyday of me using the equipment he delivered on his rock hard body. The hours in the gym were for me, hoping to earn my attention and my desire to own him. Its the best delivery I’ve ever received.