My landlord has the power of life and worse-than-death over me, thanks to a surprise visit during consensual sex with a young man who turned out to actually still be a few months shy of legal age. He filmed us, sent the young man packing, after verifying his identity, then locked the door, and came over to me, tied up and vulnerable as I was, and made sure I could be identified, before specifying the terms of our future 'relationship' Finding myself utterly helpless, both literally and figuratively, I had no choice but to cooperate with him, which involved my complete surrender to his desires, and those of a surprisingly large group of "friends" who took advantage of me, either as a "freebie" or for a fee, payable to him! I had an extensive collection of bondage gear, mainly of the total-enclosure nature, latex, leather, and rubberized fabric, the latter being mainly self-engineered, although the "pride" of this group was an actual Vietnam-era ex-army body-bag, sold by an Army surplus store, and used by hunters as a drag-bag for carcasses. The fat miserable bastard really preferred that to anything else, and I spent days, nights, weekends even, locked up in it, the zipper padlocked to a chain round my neck, and straps buckled tight round my waist, and knees. There was an added zipper at my mouth, plus two tiny air-holes right above it, and another zippered opening right at my crotch. Thus he had unrestricted access to everything he wanted, which involved endless face-fucking and cock-sucking, by him, and every last one of his "buddies" often one after the other, for an entire day, or even weekend! Some smart-aleck came up with a laboratory who would pay for refrigerated "pre-cum" in a glass vial, apparently for research into 'male enhancement' products, so I was milked and subjected to prolonged orgasm delay/denial, until they had gathered enough of the precious gunk, for a sale. It has been a year now, and I still have to let myself be treated this way, on demand, or risk a complaint from the 'victim' who would doubtless have been 'in fear for his life'.....the hard honest truth is, I have come to enjoy this treatment so much, that I think I am a true addict, and I don't think I even WANT to be free of it, if I could! Doesn't seem like there's much chance of escape anyway, as I have no job, no money, and not the guts to try to disappear into a "new" life, just in case it goes wrong. They delight in telling me how much "child m****ters" are hated and brutalized, in prison, and it seems better to accept this sort of brutalization, which at least comes with the bondage I crave so much. I have no friends or family, and nobody to advise me, although I'm pretty sure the only advice I would take, would be to embrace the status quo, and luxuriate in my humiliation and abject surrender to these demanding pricks! (in more ways than one!)