I rang the door and Craig opened the door. I arrived at this place, 5 minutes too late. But now he had my tapes, me being naked and having gay sex. Craig always wanted to have sex with me, and until now I was able to fence him off. John, my captor, promised me anonymity by letting me wear a leather mask, but at the end, he auctioned my mask and there I was, completely naked without the mask, completely recognizable by Craig, my boss. Since the day that Craig discovered me at the gay orgie bar, where I was forced to have gay sex, my life was officially over. I took a quick shower, removed all body hear, put on my outfit and stepped into my car. I picked my tightest buttonfly jeans out of my closet, my white tank top, my tightest thong and my metal cock cage. 'Wear your regular outfit and meet me at my place within 15 minutes', he ordered. 'Hey boy!', he shouted through the phone.