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A Different Way For Me to Visit the Fair

“A Different Way For Me to Visit the Fair” by Eckie The fair was due soon again, I still had not decided if I wanted to go or not this year. I had been visiting the past few years, always enjoyed it, yet on occasion I wished I would have been ‘taken’ to the fair the way I took other boys with me. I always stayed a few days in the city and whoever I chose to take with me was my slave for that duration, a servant, running errands, waiting hand and foot and naturally during the street fair itself displayed as the slave he was, usually packed in fetish, chained, gagged, hooded, occasionally even blind, an object that follows the tug of the leash I usually hooked on to the slaves collar. usually many admired that slave on the leash, envied him, wanting to be him – if those guys knew that I had just the same wish that time, watching all the others on the fair – many boys presented and shown off, many on leashed, in chains, I often picked one or the other and imagined myself secretly swappin...