An Asian Malay slave boi who loved to be controlled and to be disciplined with humility
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“Command is not worn; it is embodied. Every button, every stitch, every fold of leather is a testament to the power that radiates from within. To wear such a uniform is to assert dominance, authority, and control—effortlessly. The leather binds not just the body but the will of those who kneel before me.”
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Peter had had already got used to wearing short trousers as part of his school uniform. He grew to love the feeling of the air on his thighs, and knowing that people appreciated how he looked. Now having just started at University, the young student thought “why should I change now?”. He was determined not to be shy or hide who he really was. He wanted to make an impression at the party, and his attire drew gasps and lots of admiring comments. Peter’s grey knee socks emphasised the outfit and its formality, as well as drawing the eye further up the leg. Some of the young women at the party, setting out to make their own impression in their short dresses, felt outdone, jealously regarding Peter’s perfect, smooth thighs. It didn’t take much prompting for the young man to talk about how he proudly shaved his legs regularly, and whenever he was to go out in his shorts. What a tremendously exciting evening this was going to be.
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