Posted Tue Jul 4, 2017 | 183 Words | Tagged story chav

He signed up for the app saying he was up for “trying something new” and he got chatting to “scallymaster” who seemed to be local and interesting. He did not expect to know what he was getting into, but when he turned up with his car and blindfolded him he knew it was going to be something drastic.

Here he is in a tracksuit, something he’s never wore before except for going to the gym. Never a gold one tho, he never wanted to show off. But he can’t see what he looks like, not yet anyway. Nor can he resist, his hands cuffed away.

All he knows is he feels comfortable and different. Something very different.

The hat placed on his head making his thoughts hazy. Once the hat is fully on his thoughts will be re-arranged. Starting to be proud of his trackies, his attitude and his master. More than proud, cocky and full of himself. His attitude taking a front seat, and his knowledge slowly taking the back seat.

He definitely tried something new. Nobody said it was temporary though.