[Officelover]

Will Tugley had pretty much everything.

Will Tugley was white. He was a male, born a male, and was attracted females. Females born females. Will had a knack for tennis and played through high school, and now he was on his college’s team. His athletics had certainly helped him get into college, but his father’s position as a major corporate lawyer certainly played a part in his acceptance to the small liberal arts school he attended. Will had a decent brain and a nice body; a little shorter than average but slim and with some proto-abs. He was popular and had had a lot of sex, most of it drunken, over the past three years.

But now he was bored. He would stay in, even on Fridays, instead of seeing friends and fucking. He stayed online all night, opening tens of tabs at a time and searching the far corners of the Internet. Sometimes it was mundane stuff, Wikipedia and Facebook; sometimes it was arcane sites that should have disappeared in 1998. Sometimes, despite his non-interest in girls, he would watch porn.

He started with fairly straightforward, male-on-female and (of course) girl-on-girl action. It got kinkier from there. Accidental clicks led him on languid sexual tangents like foot fetishism and double penetration. He tried a lot of fetish pages and watched a lot of videos, even committing the ultimate act of sexual pretension: buying memberships to a few porn sites.

Gradually, Will found more and more that he enjoyed videos in which women had some sort of power over the men. This had never been the case in his real life sexual encounters; he liked to think he had had no power over the ladies he bedded, but he had dominated the direction of their trysts. Tugley soon stopped being turned-on by regular porn videos; they bored him, just like the sex he had been having. He started watching more and more femdom porn, reading stories of men submitting to strong, powerful mistresses on fetish websites. He liked reading the stories more than he liked the videos.

Eventually Tugley decided to start looking for, as many young men had before him, a woman to have an online relationship with. It wasn’t easy—without his identity, his father’s powerful name or his handsome physique, he was no more than another pathetic young man looking to be dominated.

He finally found one. The woman refused to reveal her name. The two chatted on Skype (just chatted, no video yet). She told him that she was willing to show herself on cam only if he was to appear before her first. She wanted to see him totally naked. He was a bit embarrassed and worried that one of his roommates would walk in on him, but he didn’t mind doing it. He could always explain that he was just changing, anyways. He stood still and then turned all the way around, slowly, just as she had asked him to. The woman then abruptly ended the Skype call.

He was furious, but then she sent him a picture of herself, a flimsy little 200x300 headshot. Beautiful. Light brown skin, with thick black hair in thin, neat dreadlocks and a prominent, but shapely, nose. He didn’t doubt for one second that this picture was actually her; there was a shocking authenticity to the photo that he trusted wholeheartedly. He asked her what her name was again, she said, “you can call me Kali.”

Then she was gone. He messaged her every day for two weeks and no reply. He didn’t want to keep looking for a mistress. He had found someone he thought he was ready to serve. Finally, after weeks of no replies, she wrote him back at 3 in the morning, “Jesus, you don’t quit do you? I like that in a man. I’ve decided that if you are to be my slave you will need to fill out everything on this form COMPLETELY HONESTLY within the next 24 hours or you will never hear from me again. Think wisely about your decision. Hope to hear from you soon, slaveboy.”

She had linked him to a form with a lot of questions. He filled out everything accurately and in depth, to the best of his ability.

FULL LEGAL NAME: William James Tugley
DATE OF BIRTH: June 28, 1991
GENDER: Male
SEXUAL ORIENTATION: Straight
HEIGHT: 5’8’’
WEIGHT: 135 lbs.
RELATIONSHIP STATUS: Single
ADDRESS: (He put his off-campus house’s address) 19 Woodbine St., Parkhill, MA, 01202
OCCUPATION: Student

He put down a bunch of contact information, including his cell number, two of his e-mails, and a link to his Facebook profile. Then he went on to more interesting questions.

LIST AS MANY FETISHES OF YOURS AS YOU CAN: humiliation, femdom, submission. (He wasn’t very creative.)
HOW MANY SEXUAL PARTNERS HAVE YOU HAD: 25. (The douche was estimating.)
DESCRIBE THE DIRTIEST THING YOU HAVE EVER DONE: One time I was having a threesome with these two hot ladies and as they were making out with eachother I had a three-way kiss with them. One of them had had my cum in her mouth and it sort of came in my mouth, and I swallowed the little drop of it. It was gross, but really hot.
HOW LARGE IS YOUR COCK: 5½ inches (The half inch could have just as easily been a quarter.)
DESCRIBE LOSING YOUR VIRGINITY: I was in my junior year of high school. Me and my girlfriend liked to sneak off during gym class to the auditorium and fool around behind the curtains of the theatre. One time I pulled out the big guns and told her that I loved her for the first time and she started having sex with me right there on the floor. It was amazing but kind of terrible though because we got caught lying their naked, cuddling after we finished. I felt so ashamed.
DESCRIBE YOUR BIGGEST SEXUAL FANTASY: To be controlled by a beautiful woman.
WHY DO YOU WANT TO BE BLACKMAILED:

Was that what this was? Blackmail. Tugley scrolled down the page and saw places to put down the e-mail addresses and phone numbers of friends, co-workers (not that he had them) and family. He immediately wanted to close the tab, to play it safe and go on Wikipedia. He immediately suspected viruses, hackers and maybe worse, the true realization of his fantasies. Being controlled by a beautiful woman.

He was unsure of what to do. His gut reaction was to say no but his heart was telling him to say yes. Which body part is most important in the decision making process? Perhaps it was neither; perhaps it was his 5-and-a-quarter-inch penis doing the thinking. Because that night Will attached the names of his friends, a professor of his, and his sister. He gave Kali their phone numbers and e-mail addresses. What the hell? He thought. It’s not like she can prove these claims. Why should they trust her?

He clicked send, waited half an hour for a response, masturbated and went to bed.