Early Posts: Chastity, Master, and Mexico
7 more posts from the archive – with lots of Mexican dick and my Master's too!

🏳️🌈 Pride Month is almost over! 🏳️⚧️
That means I'm almost done with my daily republishing of blog posts from my time on the other platform. This week's post are all linked here at the bottom, but in case you missed the previous posts this month, here are my previous collections.
My Very First Blog Posts
First experiences with hypnosis and cruising. Republishing my first four blog posts ever.

9 More of My Earliest Posts
9 of my early posts on gay cruises, how I became a slave, limits, embarrassments, and more.

7 of My Earliest Posts
7 of my early posts on gay cruises, sex, horniness, eagerness, and chastity.

This week I shared about on of my visits at my Master's place, lots of fun in Mexico City, and some cautionary tales about would could go wrong when hooking up with a stranger. Subscribe for free to view. Enjoy!
Visiting My Master Again
I’m back at my Master’s place for two weeks. We’ve managed to maintain our long-distance relationship for four years. It’s a Master-slave relationship, not a romantic relationship, just to be clear. I visit him a few times a year and sometimes we travel together. This year I also started joining

Weekend Trip and Other Traditions with Master
I’m out with my Master in Wine Country for the weekend. A tradition. He takes me in as his slave for a couple of weeks whenever I can visit and I treat him to a weekend of wining and dining. This is one of our many ceremonies and traditions.

Giving Up the Whore Fantasy
Just a quick follow-up to report on the conclusion of my weekend trip with my Master in Wine Country. Perhaps just one main thing to report on is abandoning the fantasy of being whored out. I mean, don’t worry. If that fantasy turns you on, be sure I’ll

Getting Some Mexican Dick Soon
I’m in Mexico City, which is a great place to find big cocks, muscles and many guys that seem to be into me. The problem is that guys are really flaky here and I’ve been more successful with dates than hookups, though the dates also didn’t lead to relationships... My

Surprise! I’m Locked!
As promised, here is my account from my night out at Tom’s Leather Bar in Mexico City. Please don’t judge (of course you won’t), but what I’m going to share is mostly from the dark room. I mean, I could have flirted a bit in the better lit bar area,

What Could Go Wrong?
This post is a bit of a cautionary tale, or actually cautionary tales, putting together some of my worst experiences, even a couple of scary ones (you have been warned!). I hope they help you avoid my mistakes, though sometimes it can seem impossible. Being cautious even when having fun

In Chastity at a Mexican Sex Club
On Tuesday around 6:30pm, I went to this little sex club in Mexico City, basically a townhouse. I had not cum in five days and was already feeling extra eager and submissive. I knew taking dick would make me feel better. It did! Club Milk is not well-advertised online,
