[36M4M] Westchester, NY — Disabled Wheelchair User Looking for a Male Master | Captivity/CNC + Existing Female Slave + Possible Real-Life Household

I’m 36M, disabled, in Westchester County, NY, and use a wheelchair. I’m looking for a dominant man interested in something that could potentially develop into a genuine M/M Master/slave relationship rather than just online talk or a one-time scene.

The sexual/submissive side is very important to me. I’m interested in bondage, captivity/CNC, fictional blackmail, being controlled, following rules and routines, sexual service, and gradually becoming more established as Master’s slave.

Sexually, I’m curious about being cuffed and blindfolded—or sometimes left able to see—while being consensually “***d” into oral/service situations even while I’m playing like I don’t want to, including sucking/stroking, swallowing, cum play, and possibly scenarios involving several men at once. I’d always want a safeword or clear physical motion that immediately stops everything whenever I choose. I’m normally not especially attracted to really hairy cocks, but even the thought of Master making me lick one can turn me on specifically because of the CNC/submission aspect.

One clear limit: no butt/anal stuff. I don’t have feeling below my nipples, aside from things like leg spasms, so anal play isn’t something I’m interested in exploring. I’d rather focus on the bondage, oral/service, psychological control and other things that actually appeal to me.

One version I really like is Master already having an established adult consenting female slave before I enter the picture. She belongs to and serves Master, but eventually, within a hierarchy all three of us agree to, she would also be subordinate to me. Master is ultimately above both of us and we both serve him, but he could give me authority over her. She could serve me, assist me, follow certain instructions from me, and potentially be sexually available to me within whatever boundaries all three of us agree on.

I like the idea that Master first discovers my Reddit posts without me realizing it. He reads about my fantasies involving captivity, CNC, bondage, fictional blackmail, sexual submission, and becoming another man’s slave. Then he connects those posts to my FetLife profile, where my face is visible.

Now he knows exactly who I am while I still don’t know who he is.

I also like a controlled “track me down” element—not actual doxxing or secretly obtaining private information, but enough agreed-upon clues that it feels like somebody who read my fantasies actually managed to identify and find me.

One setup I especially like involves a wheelchair-accessible job/interview. Maybe I’m browsing Indeed and come across what appears to be a normal accessible position—Zoom/tech assistance, accessibility testing, remote work with occasional in-person meetings, or something else I could realistically apply for. Or maybe somebody anonymously sends me the listing through Reddit because they think I’d be interested.

Either way, I’m the one who chooses to apply.

I fill out the application normally and receive the usual application confirmation/email. Later I get what looks like a normal employer response asking to schedule an interview. Shortly after I apply, the listing disappears or is marked filled, and I assume they simply stopped accepting applicants.

I don’t know that within the fantasy Master was waiting specifically for my application.

When I arrive for the accessible interview, his female slave is already there, but I don’t know who she actually is. I might assume she’s his girlfriend, assistant, employee, or business partner.

She could deliberately be dressed very provocatively—revealing clothing, braless and without panties—which makes concentrating on the supposedly normal interview harder. What I don’t know is that she already knows exactly who I am and why Master really wanted me there.

Master initially conducts an actual-looking interview. He asks about my work experience, availability, transportation, wheelchair, accessibility, and what kind of assistance I might need if I had to be somewhere for several hours.

Then he asks whether there’s anything online I wouldn’t want a potential employer finding.

That’s when things change.

He shows me my Reddit posts.

My fantasies.

My FetLife profile.

My picture.

Then maybe he points out that the job listing disappeared almost immediately after I applied and reveals that he already knew exactly who he wanted.

Finally:

There was never really a job.

Maybe that’s also when the woman finally calls him Master in front of me.

Now I realize she has been his slave the entire time and both of them knew exactly why I was there before I walked through the door.

That’s where the consensual captivity/CNC side begins.

Master already knows how long I’ve fantasized about being restrained, controlled, and sexually submissive. The female slave who spent the interview distracting me can now openly become part of the dynamic.

Bondage, stripping, sexual service, and consensual recording could become part of the scene. I’m also interested in a recording becoming fictional leverage within the CNC fantasy—something much more personal than anonymous Reddit posts that makes it feel like Master has left me with two choices: supposedly walk away and risk exposure, or cooperate and find out what he and his slave have planned.

Outside the fantasy, anything involving recording, blackmail, ***, or apparent lack of choice would have already been negotiated, and my safeword or physical stop signal would immediately end the scene.

After I choose to continue, Master reveals that he planned even further ahead.

He already has a wheelchair-accessible van arranged.

He knew from the beginning that a normal vehicle wouldn’t work for me.

His female slave comes with us.

That becomes another moment where I realize that within the fantasy this wasn’t something he suddenly decided after meeting me.

He expected the interview to end this way.

When we arrive at the private location, I discover that it already works with my wheelchair and accessibility needs. Maybe there’s space for transfers, an accessible bathroom/shower arrangement, an appropriate bed, room for my wheelchair and equipment, and other things Master knew he would probably need.

It feels like he didn’t prepare for just any captive.

He prepared specifically for me.

The physical bondage side is also something I’m extremely curious about. I have reference pictures of positions and setups I’ve seen online and wondered what it would actually feel like to experience something similar myself.

I’m interested in being cuffed, blindfolded, restrained lying on a bed, having my arms secured above or behind me, supportive seated restraint, more restrictive full-body bondage, and even cage/confinement-type setups.

Because of my disability, Master obviously couldn’t simply copy every position from a photograph. Part of what attracts me is having him gradually learn how to safely adapt bondage specifically to my body—how I need to be transferred and positioned, what support I need because of my balance, which positions actually work for me, and how long I can safely remain in them.

Eventually I like imagining Master knowing my body well enough that he develops particular bondage setups he especially likes putting his slave into.

Reddit and FetLife can tell Master what turns me on.

They can’t tell him how to actually care for me.

That information has to come from me.

I take medications and have real accessibility and assistance needs. If Master and his slave want me staying for increasingly longer periods, they need to learn what medications I take and when, what I can handle independently, how my transfers work, how I need to be positioned, where I need help dressing or showering, what equipment and medical supplies I need, what needs to come with me, what needs charging, how I prepare for medical appointments, and what parts of my routine absolutely cannot be skipped.

I also have medical procedures/routines that have to be done three days a week, so that schedule would have to be respected and worked around. If things became serious, I’d explain exactly what those involve privately so Master and his slave could understand what assistance or planning I need.

I actually like the psychological aspect of that too.

Master already discovered everything I secretly wanted sexually.

Now I’m telling him everything he needs to know to actually keep me with him safely.

His female slave would learn alongside him.

Because she would eventually also be beneath me within the agreed hierarchy, Master could assign part of her role to serving and assisting me. She could help with dressing, showering/personal care, positioning, transfers where appropriate, getting things I can’t easily reach, making sure I have equipment and supplies, helping me prepare for appointments, accompanying me when appropriate, and helping with other everyday things I need assistance with.

So both of us belong to and serve Master, but she also serves me within whatever authority Master gives me.

My actual medications and necessary healthcare would always remain real-world necessities and would never genuinely be withheld or used to medically endanger me.

There’s also a real-life reason the long-term side interests me.

I genuinely want to eventually get out of the group home where I currently live.

I’ve already told my care manager that I would like to explore moving somewhere else if a realistic arrangement can be created where I still have the assistance I need.

I can’t simply get an apartment alone and assume everything will work.

So with the right Master and his slave, I like imagining that what begins sexually could eventually develop into a household that also gives me a realistic way to leave the group home.

That obviously wouldn’t happen after one meeting.

Maybe Master and his slave eventually get an accessible apartment or house, possibly even choosing somewhere partly with my wheelchair and needs in mind.

At first I could spend several hours there.

Then full days.

Then evenings.

Eventually, once medications, supplies, and care are properly arranged, overnights.

Maybe later weekends or longer stays.

For quite a while, I would still be going back and forth between Master’s place and my current group home.

Each visit, they learn more about my transfers, positioning, medications, medical supplies, equipment, appointments, personal-care routine, what I can do myself, and exactly where I need assistance.

At the same time, the Master/slave relationship becomes more established.

Every time I arrive at their home, I’m stepping back into Master’s household.

His female slave already knows his rules and routines. Eventually she starts teaching me. I become increasingly comfortable being restrained there, serving Master, following his rules, and exercising whatever authority Master gives me over her.

Then I return to the group home.

And later I come back again.

So rather than Master taking me once and my entire real life instantly disappearing, it becomes:

Master discovers me → brings my fantasy to life → introduces me into his existing dynamic → learns how to care for me → I keep returning → visits become longer → his household becomes part of my normal life → and eventually we start asking whether I could actually live there.

If the housing situation ever became serious, the sexual/BDSM relationship would remain private. The truthful explanation to my aunt or care manager could simply be that I met them online, we became close friends, I’ve been spending time with them, they know I want to move out, and they’re interested in seeing whether a shared living/support arrangement could work.

They wouldn’t necessarily need to know the private Master/slave hierarchy.

My care manager would need to know everything that genuinely affects my safety and care—who assists me, whether the home is accessible, medication access, pharmacy arrangements, transportation, doctors and appointments, equipment, supplies, emergency planning, and backup assistance.

If everything actually worked, Master could eventually meet my care manager and we could begin figuring out what would need to happen for me to permanently leave the group home.

That process might take months.

Meanwhile I could keep going back and forth.

I’m looking for a male Master genuinely attracted to both sides of this.

The sexual side: captivity/CNC, bondage, cuffing/blindfolding, fictional blackmail, consensual recording within an agreed scene, sexual submission/service, rules, control, exploring different bondage positions, possibly multiple men, and bringing me into an existing household with a female slave who would ultimately also serve and assist me.

And the real-life side: understanding that having a disabled slave in his household would eventually mean learning how to assist me and making sure my medications, doctors, appointments, supplies, equipment, and actual healthcare continue normally.

No anal/butt play is part of what I’m looking for. Because I don’t have sensation below my nipples aside from things such as leg spasms, I’d rather focus on the sexual and bondage activities that actually interest me and work with my body.

I’m not expecting somebody to promise me a home after a few messages.

I’d want to talk extensively, compare fantasies and limits, meet, see whether there’s genuine chemistry and trust, start gradually, and find out how far the relationship could actually develop.

The ultimate fantasy is that Master originally finds me because of everything I secretly wrote about wanting—and over time, that same relationship becomes the household that gives me a realistic path to finally leave the group home.

If you were Master and already had a female slave, how would you imagine getting me through that first “job interview,” bringing me into your dynamic, and eventually making me part of your household?