I wanted to share the real story of how I have become my roommate’s (now owner) slave. All characters are over eighteen.
Back in university, 5 years ago, I (M 21 then) used to share a flat with a roommate (M 21 then). He’s straight and knew I was gay but he didnt mind at all. He was very fit and sometimes would tease me by walking in the flat with wearing only his underwear. I would be speechless and drooling when that happened lol.
He used to go to the gym almost everyday. I am more of an indoors person so I would be home when he came back. One day, he came home rather angry or sweating and tired from all the work out and I was in my room minding my business, he rushed into my room and “ordered” me to make him some food. He would eat some sort of a breakfast with eggs and sausages etc after gym. So I didnt want to anger him further and prepared him some food without questioning. After eating he was more relaxed and said good job for making food, in a manner that one could say to his inferiors. He wasn’t thanking or anything. He wanted something and he had it.
I believe this was the day that the paradigm of our friendship started to change.
In the following days, he started demanding things, like his food being prepared before he came home, me bringing refreshments to his room while he was studying etc. After a while it all came natural for both of us for me to serve him. Then he also wanted me to clean his gym shoes and do his laundry, which was like heaven to me lol. Needless to say laundry was my favourite activity as I had access to his glorious man scent.
One day he texted me that he had tickets to a concert that night and that we were going. He didnt ask me if I wanted to go or anything. He also told me what clothes to wear to the concert. This was really a turn on for me. Now all I wanted was to give up all control to him.
So I decided to give him more control over me. I asked him to help me be more in shape and told him that I would just keep spending money on food as long as I had control of my own money. I asked him to control my bank accounts apps etc, and give me money as an allowance to keep track on what I spend money on.
He laughed at me and asked if I was serious. He said that once it happens there is no going back until I lost some weight, and that he would alone decide what and when is enough (to this day he still controls my money lol and I am grateful to him).
More to come (: