When "Steve" woke up that morning, he was naked in a bed he'd never been in before. He couldn't remember where he was or what he'd done, but it didn't take him long to realize it was no more London, no more job, no more rugby matches, no more women and no more freedom to do as he damn well wanted. A big, buff, heterosexual guy used to living his own life, he'd been "taken" to fulfill an order by a "collector of beautiful young men" and would have to learn to do as he was ordered—or else…even if it meant allowing his new owner—or anyone of authority in the man's employ—to abuse him and use him in any way they want… and even if it meant he'd be used for sex. Imagine Steve's surprise as he found how easy it could be to adjust to A Slave's Life.
