all i really believe in is you...
× Leech is 19 years old - his birthday is 21 January, 1989. He is a native of Boston, MA.× Leech was named 'Leech' by his first Master, at age 14, before he was collared. No one at Club Dionysus or any of his minimal contacts outside of the club knows his full name; it isn't even on his paperwork.
× Leech is a diminutive 5'4 with a very slight build, somewhat feminine in appearance but not very effeminate in his mannerisms, although he has been known to dress in drag occasionally. [Please keep in mind that Leech's PB, and his icons, do not match the character's description completely and when it doubt, use these descriptions rather than picture references.]
× Leech has several tattoos (though not as many as his PB does,) but no piercings - he's afraid of needles. He's also not fond of firearms, especially handguns, but they don't inspire the terror that they did when he was younger.
× Leech is left handed primarily, but can be ambidextrous. He has very good eyesight, particularly in the dark, and can also read people well - moods, intentions, and even possible addictions thanks to a short past career as a drug dealer. On the other hand, he is not too in tune with his own emotions or intentions. Sometimes this manifests in spontaneity and unpredictability in an endearing way, other times it manifests as a lack of self-preservation so deep it comes near to resembling a death wish.
× Leech lives on the premises of Club Dionysus, in suite #403, currently also occupied by Ruckus, who is a 'co-worker' from Leech's other, sekret, even less morally acceptable 'job.' He is a DJ at Club Dionysus, as well as a Switch available for play to most male members.
× Leech has no living immediate family that he's aware of; his mother died when he was 12 and he has never known his father. His aunt was his legal guardian after his mother's death but she never complained when Leech didn't come home; at age 14 he began more or less living with his first Master, and never again resided in his aunt's apartment.
× Leech is homosexual, has known this since he was a child, and has no use for women therefore does not befriend them often. Mistress Sorcha is the exception to this rule; he is very fond of her.
× Leech has been practicing BDSM off and on for 5 years, since he was 14. He was first collared at 15. He has been a full-time slave twice, but never a full-time Dominant. His first Master disappeared when he was 16, and the second dom, who collared him later that year, also released him from service within a year to marry his childhood sweetheart. Leech is not actively looking for another Master, due in part to these downfalls, nor is he actively seeking slaves; he's only open to one-at-a-time scenes.
× Leech's prime kinks are asphyxiation, bondage, Daddy/boy play, partial sensory deprivation, spanking, boot worship, orgasm delay/denial, sharps and light blood play. He has an almost obsessive liking of leather upholstery, leather or latex gloves, and sable paintbrushes. He has exceptional control over his arousal and release - a very focused area of training with his first Master. He will not participate in watersports, schiesse, non-consensual play or complete sensory deprivation, and also dislikes scenes with a religious element. [Full submissive preferences and full Dominant preferences, if you've the time to waste reading them.]
× Leech's preferred (male) Doms are tall (6 feet or taller,) pierced or tattooed, bald, and naturally dominant - that is, they do not need to prove their dominance; it's obvious. The only Domme he has or will work with is Mistress Sorcha, the owner of Club Dionysus. [
× Leech's preferred subs are small (though none have yet been short as he,) dyed hair long enough for grabbing, pierced or tattooed, and well-trained. [

Boston was...well. It was Boston. In being forced to spend time with the family I so often deny having, I had a horrible epiphany: I'm not all that much different from them. Oh, surely, I have my own quirks, but overall, the whole family is a bunch of sexual mistakes. It was really disappointing to realize this. It's strange to realize that you can't really change what you're born into, no matter how far and fast you run. But the aunt is moved, hopefully I won't hear from her in a while. Her child was younger than I thought, and also a girl; her name is Gypsy Lee. She's small, smells bad most of the time, and I can only really get along with her when she's sleeping, although she was enthralled by my hair and tattoos. I didn't get a chance to visit Lorena's grave though, that was disappointing.
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