I’m not “mean” I just want to take in a damaged femboy that’s scared of the world and scarred by his past experiences, and be the most loving boyfriend in the world until he trusts me and loves me completely, and knows that he can always rely on me for anything, be it emotional support, financial support, or just being there in general for him, and once he’s in that state of mind, I’ll lock him in a chastity cage, strip him naked and duct tape his wrists to his ankles, put a ball gag in his mouth, maybe beat him for a while with a piece of soap inside of a sock, and leave him next to the dumpster behind a gay bar with a fetishist sign next to him saying that he wants to be used by any and all men any way they want. I would have given him a fake name, not my real name, and we’d be staying at a rented apartment also under the fake name, paid in cash. I wouldn’t be there if he came back, and I would have taken all his possessions with me and sold them on ebay.