Tyler heads home

Tyler finished work and jumped in his car rushing a little as he formulated his plan, he pulled up in his drive and climbed out, carry his kit bag in hand, he opened his front door and dumped it inside and headed upstairs to have a shower.

He rinsed and lathered up and was slightly distracted, his mind still unsure how he ended up in those rubber shorts yesterday. He walked out of the shower dressed in a towel, and headed over to his wardrobe picking out a pair of leather jeans, heavy wesco boots and a plain white shirt and leather tie. He dressed himself and picked up his leather hat. He then headed to his playroom taking a duffle bag he picked up some heavy metal manacles and a thick Parus collar. “Perfect for training a sub.” He muttered to himself before heading downstairs, and out of the front door. He walked straight past his kit bag unaware that the contents were dislodged.