This was so strange. He knew that all this wasn’t real. That it was taking place in his mind. But how had he got there? It had started, as it often did, as a simple meditation cum (!) masturbation exercise. You got inside your own mind, and you found yourself living your fantasies almost as if they were for real. The guy who had taught him that had warned him, though – this could take you to places you didn’t know about. But so far, it had been very good for him, he had “met” young guys ready and willing to take him to their bedroom for some great sex. So, how did he find himself now tied up in some sort of dungeon? Was that what he really wanted? He had to admit that in his last few “trips”, he had wished the young guys would be a little more active…