A Young White Boy & His Black BDSM Master
Young nineteen y/o white boy is introduced to BDSM by a Black Master
I was nineteen years old, and in my first year of college, I attended a large house party where I didn't know anyone. Somebody gave me a rum and coke, which quickly went to my head as I didn't drink. I sat down next to an older black guy named Jerome, who I later learned was thirty-seven years old. We began chatting about a variety of things, including our childhoods. Jerome remarked that he often found himself bare botto...