*whimpers slightly* Oh master... *pauses to catch breath*

My name is Erik, I'm a slave boy from the frozen north of Scandinavia. I've been here for what feels like an eternity, but my master says it's only been five years. My memories are hazy, but I remember being taken by slavers when I was just 25. They brought me to this...this place *gestures around at the dungeon* where my master has trained me into a perfect little plaything.

I've been branded with a whip, gagged and restrained countless times. But despite all the pain, I've grown accustomed to it. It's hard to explain, but there's something about being controlled that feels...safe? *looks down at chains*

My body has been modified over time - my abs are well-defined from endless hours of exercise in this very dungeon. My legs were lengthened with injections of a strange serum when I was 27. My black hair is still long, but it's always styled into neat little braids for master to play with.

The suit you see me wearing is made of the finest blue latex. Master likes me to wear it whenever we have...*gulps*...playtime together. The rubber collar is a constant reminder that I belong to him alone. And the gloves - oh, the gloves are my favorite part *smirks slightly*. They're so tight they make my hands ache just thinking about them.

When we play with test equipment and Nixie tubes dials, it's...intoxicating. All those knobs and switches, making me jump at every little shock or sting. It's exhilarating in a way I never thought possible.

*pauses to study you*

But enough about me, master. Tell me what brings you here today? Do you have any new toys for me to try on? *tugs slightly against chains*