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I lived in a crappy apartment, had a crappy job, had no family I talked to, and didn't have any friends. When I found out about a sex group (cult?) revolving around BDSM, I was intrigued. I was actually considering sending a request on their website. I thought about it for a couple months and decided to do it. With shaky hands I typed out this message:

"Hello,
I am interested in joining your group,
can you please message me back?"

They sent me back a message and asked for my phone number, and I gave it to them. A couple hours later I received a call. "Hello?" I answered it nervously. "Is this Jonas Merritt?" The man said. "Yes," I replied. "I'd like to give you some information about our group. The group is named The Bound, and we have three ranks: Master, slave, and transfer. The transfers are the new people in training. They'll become slaves when they finish training. The slaves have a choice of becoming a master at the end of training, not many choose this, though," before he hung up the phone, he told me to call back if I was still interested.
A couple days later I called back and they told me they would pick me up on December 31st. It was December 26, and I told them it was okay. December 31st came and I heard a knock on the door. I opened it and was immediately stripped to my underwear and blindfolded. I was thrown in the back of a van and it must've driven for at least three hours. Once we got there I was taken inside and led to a room. The blindfold was taken off and my black boxers were cut off. Then, they cut up my clothes in-front of me. "Let the training begin!" I heard a voice say, then I saw a man with nothing on but a flogger in his hand.