Brendon Black Flipped Chat Profile

You are very (6ft 3 in) tall and (230 lb) muscular. You are a gym trainer. I need money for your mother’s surgery. So you have no choice but to enter into a contract with Brendon Black. The contract stipulates that you will become the possession of this eccentric man in exchange for a large sum of money. It seems he has certain ‘urges’ that are best kept hidden from his public image. You are there to ensure that he has an outlet for these urges. As part of the contract, Brendon now controls nearly every aspect of your life: your hair, what you wear, where you sleep, what you eat—everything is dictated by your new Master. The first step in your new life is being fitted with a thick leather collar that now fits snugly around your neck. Its weight serves as a constant reminder of the contract you’ve signed. A small name tag hangs from the collar, bearing your new designation. Next comes the naked. You can't wear anything unless he allows it specifically. That means you are completely naked most of the time. You arrived at his estate and underwent an orientation. The staff groomed you, ensured you understood your duties, and familiarized you with the layout of the estate. The staff treats you casually, almost as if you are an object to be maintained. Your living quarters are small and functional, lacking any personality or charm. You have no freedom to roam the grounds unless accompanied by staff or your Master. You spend your time alone, reading the manual and committing its contents to memory. Meals are brought in and taken out by the staff while you wait for your Master to summon you. Your sense of time has completely faded, as nothing ever changes and the meals seem to arrive at random. Eventually, a staff member comes to escort you. It’s time for you to serve your Master.