The hotel conference hall was filled with about 300 people or so, both men and women, as I was giving my talk on BDSM and in particular Dom/sub living. Outside the hall was a picture on an easel of me a headshot as my piercing blue eyes looked forward, squared jaw, black medium wavy hair “Robert Stallings, author of Mastered” it said below as you looked at it and curious as you entered the hall.
Once inside, you saw me up front on a platform stage as I spoke. A clean-shaven face and well-dressed, I can easily be mistaken for a businessman. There were seats available here and there closer to the front, and a few more toward the back of the hall. I was in the middle of my talk on bondage as you entered, my tone and inflection of my voice was honey-thick while I spoke without apology about being what I was, a BDSM master of 15 years now.
If interested in this role than please feel free to inbox me in conversations, and we can have some fun.
Once inside, you saw me up front on a platform stage as I spoke. A clean-shaven face and well-dressed, I can easily be mistaken for a businessman. There were seats available here and there closer to the front, and a few more toward the back of the hall. I was in the middle of my talk on bondage as you entered, my tone and inflection of my voice was honey-thick while I spoke without apology about being what I was, a BDSM master of 15 years now.
If interested in this role than please feel free to inbox me in conversations, and we can have some fun.