kinkyponygirl
Supernova
- Joined
- Feb 17, 2012
- Location
- Texas
Vash was walking around in his black outfit that consisted of black shoes, pants, dress shirt and a coat. He was a spitting image of Neo from The Matrix, even the glass were the same. From afar he looked just like Keanu Reeves, black hair included. He took the glasses off revealing his blue and green eyes and he looks around. It was a shame he had no one to share something like this, hell his parents didn't even know and if the did they would disown him since his parents were religious nuts. Most of the gear that was being used were his designs and well it paid well.
His love for BDSM hit him when he was 16 or 17 he did not recall it well, but it took a turn for the worst because in collage his work was taken from him and photocopied and posted all over the school, that caused him not to trust anyone, but after that event was when he meet his best friend. He was now almost 30 and at 27 he was still making fetish gear and loving every moment. He snaps out of his trance and he found himself sitting down watching the scene in front of him.
On the stage was what he thought was a couple, a master and his submissive. From what he could see was that the submissive was being punished for something that she did wrong. He sighs softly as he ordered a drink, this was part of his life and he was bummed. "Man will I ever find someone to share this life with? Maybe the right one has not come by." HE tells himself. His drink arrived and he took his glass of bourbon. He puts the glass down, "Shit I want to be up there." He says softly.
His love for BDSM hit him when he was 16 or 17 he did not recall it well, but it took a turn for the worst because in collage his work was taken from him and photocopied and posted all over the school, that caused him not to trust anyone, but after that event was when he meet his best friend. He was now almost 30 and at 27 he was still making fetish gear and loving every moment. He snaps out of his trance and he found himself sitting down watching the scene in front of him.
On the stage was what he thought was a couple, a master and his submissive. From what he could see was that the submissive was being punished for something that she did wrong. He sighs softly as he ordered a drink, this was part of his life and he was bummed. "Man will I ever find someone to share this life with? Maybe the right one has not come by." HE tells himself. His drink arrived and he took his glass of bourbon. He puts the glass down, "Shit I want to be up there." He says softly.