Erotic Story:
Basement Dog boy

           For a few months in my mid twenties I spent some time in a really hot 24/7 situation. I was between jobs, and so had really nothing going on in the way of obligations before the work I was doing would be available again. I had been into the leather scene for a while, so I had long fantasized about being made to live in someone's basement full time to experience the intensity of this kind of lifestyle. The totality of it appealed to me.

It so happened that I had some connections in a large eastern city, and it was there I went thinking that my chances would be best of finding what I was after. Having little baggage and obligations, I was able to go there without too much trouble. I stayed with friends while attending to the bars and other places where such a contact as I was after could be made.

After a couple of weeks, and uncounted dead ends and deadbeats, I was finally introduced to Alex, who was looking for a young man to fill a particular position in his house. It seemed he lived in the suburbs, and had a basement which was modified to be a dungeon/playroom.

Alex was a handsome looking guy in his late forties, with a beard of dark hair and long sideburns. He was tall and lanky, and I could tell right away that he had a big cock, and that we liked each other. We had a few drinks together, and got to talking. He invited me to his place to take a look at his set up, and so we drove over shortly after that.

His house seemed much like the others surrounding it at first, a two storey house about fifty years old, in fair condition. Nothing remarkable in the well kept yard either. We pulled into the drive and walked inside.

The inside of the house was tasteful and understated, but it was the basement which I was hot to see. Alex offered me a drink, and we made some small talk for a couple of minutes, but both our minds were not on this. I could feel myself trembling with excitement as we finally descended the stairs. The walls were painted black and there were no windows to be seen. It was warm there, and the walls were covered with a thick black rubber which deadened the sound oddly. The floor was bare cement.

The basement had three rooms, an open area with a wall covered with collars, chains and other paraphernalia, a small room which had bars on the front and no furnishings whatever, and then another room which had the door closed and locked. It was clear from the orientation of the lock that it was intended to keep someone inside the room and not to prevent entry.

In addition to these there was a small bathroom with a toilet and shower stall. All the walls of the rooms were painted the same black, and the lighting came from bare bulbs in the ceiling. I was quite impressed with all this, and silently stared around me as Alex gave me a quick tour.

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