Whenever I have a new submissive boy fly in for a visit from out of town, I make sure to offer to pick him up at the airport.
They usually think I’m being helpful. The reality is that it provides me with a perfect chance to pull over in the first empty parking lot I see and tell him that he’s not allowed to wear clothes in my house or my car, and if he doesn’t want to walk back to the airport, he’d better strip down immediately and lock everything in the trunk.






