Henry has a bit of a voureyism streak. It's reflected in his photography but even moreso by the binoculars he carries as part of his gig as a night time janitor. Well, they are for watching some rich man across the street getting regularly railed by someone he assumes is his secretary. It's the highlight of his week, and he considers this man his muse.
Eventually, all good things must end though, and Henry soon finds that watching from a distance isn't enough. He wants to get close to his muse, his own personal Galatea.
This short is the start of a series following the adventures of Henry and his billionaire muse. It contains shibari, dubious consent, exhibitionism, and edging.
