2. Which country administers Christmas Island?
3.In which year did Dickens first publish A Christmas Carol?
I’m a Quiz Master. Perhaps that should’ve been my profile name rather than BritMaster85. For those from the North American side of the pond quiz in British parlance is your equivalent of Trivia.
I joined OF very recently for a number of reasons and like many Masters I hope to get a number of tips from faggots because I deserve them. But I am not your typical shouty Master who goes around demanding tips all the time. Nor am I a handsome 24 year old twink who gyms every day (although I do swim regularly). Not that there’s anything wrong with these types of Master - in fact many are very successful in here and are genuinely awesome lads! I am however an intelligent Master who loves to play intelligence games. And a quiz is a good way to start. I often give my fags questions and wrong answers result in fines.
One of the things I love about the community of Masters on here is that they’re willing to share ideas and be open to trying new things.
If anyone is interested in intelligence games - especially quizzes - hit me up and I’d love to share other ideas.
Answers to the above questions in my inbox slaves - if you dare… no looking up the answers
What is the disgusting secret you’ve been holding in? You dirty pig. You’re such a sissy fag, you would rather starve than let master go unhappy. You are masters rightful property. He owns you already; the longer it takes to come find him, the more it will hurt.
That’s it…. going ahead and stroking for BlackYoungAlpha now….
needing to submit to me … to give in deeper and deeper with each stroke,
surrendering to me further…. letting go of all resistance,
stroking right to the edge… not allowed to cum,
just feels so good to remember your place
that you exist to serve Young Alpha… that you are here for My benefit,
deep down there is no choice but to submit to My power,
my Power so strong and intense over you
feeling my power over you grow with each stroke,
deeper with each stroke… submitting as you accept your fate,
needing to serve … needing to please Me … needing to obey,
everything reminding you of my power over you,
you are the property of Young Alpha… existing for My benefit and pleasure
one else is worthy of your time or money
for only Young Alpha has the power to brainwash you,
it feels so good to embrace the new you.
to accept your destiny as my property
adjusting your budget as needed to pay me more,
knowing you exist to serve Me, worship Me, provide for Me,
even if your life becomes a bit harder, it is worth it to make my life easier,
you need to ensure Master lives in comfort and ease,
it feels so good and right to stroke right to the edge,
to feel that pleasure growing with each stroke
to feel that desire to pay more growing with each stroke,
to feel that need to serve and please me taking over you,
brainwashed to be mine … it’s so arousing
existing for Me and my benefit as you serve and pay Me,
for you love my power, and the pleasure… worshipping me,
it feels so good to obey and please me, serving as my online cashslave,
my power over you… loving paying Me
showing me how much you love me, whenever you pay,
even as I take more control … even as I take advantage of you as I see fit
for your cash. for your mind and body. for whatever I want,
stroking to that mindless oblivion that feels so good…. becoming my cashslave…
My power filling you… loading you … with new, stronger desires…
loaded cock that you edge… loading funds to send to Master ….
As we approach the end of pride month it is the perfect time to finish off by showing you understand your position and your status. Enjoy!
Master looks forward to all that those below have to show. Use your imagination, creativity gains lots of points in my world.
To all my other Masters out there, enjoy the rewards you receive and deserve.
I am a cashfag. I have known this for a number of years, and I fought it vehemently. I am also Master Trigger’s property. This is a more recent development in my life. I rebelled, but, with His help, I am learning to embrace it every day. What follows is a recounting of the journey that led me here, that led me to be Master Trigger’s property.
In 2021, I joined Owned Fags at Master Trigger’s suggestion. Not only did I join the site, but I immediately joined His stable. I had known Him for a while, of course. I am not that much of a fool. I got to know Him through honest and thought provoking discussions. I joined His stable out of curiosity, out of excitement for the unknown and mostly because I profoundly enjoyed pleasing Him. I did not know what being owned really meant or how it would change my life. I had been owned before, but never like this.
Initially, I was a good fag. Being owned was fun and something new to be excited about. It took my mind off my life. Interactions with my new Owner were spontaneous and effortless. It felt natural to bend to His will. But as the connection deepened, old patterns started to emerge. I craved Master’s eyes on me every minute of every day. It physically hurt to be away from my computer and not in communication with my God. Obsession took hold. As obsession grew, my grasp on reality changed. I became jealous, possessive and cantankerous. I was becoming a bad fag.
I had more than one meltdown. At every turn, Master was there to make sure I made it through. He was a pillar of strength when I crumbled. I exposed my insecurities, my doubts and my uncertainties about being owned and being a cashfag. At least I tried. There were also some wonderful people in this community who listened to me (and still do), held my hand (figuratively) and offered advice. I would not have come this far without them.
That being said, my downward spiral continued. I became irrational and delusional. I was drinking more and more. I could only think about my Master, I only wanted to be in His presence, I only wanted to please Him. In the right frame of mind, there is nothing wrong with wanting to please your Master and craving His presence. Quite the opposite. However, I was not making sense of it all. I was confused. I was lost. I was in a very dark place. There were more meltdowns. I tried to keep my composure, but everyday I fell apart. I needed to find some balance in my life so that I could better serve my Master.
I took a long, hard look at my life. I wanted to try and understand who I had become. Looking back is not always easy and judging life choices when you know the outcome can be harsh. I am not a bad person, and I try to bring joy to the people in my life. When I fail to do that, I feel horrible and kick myself. Hard. I did the same in FinDom and with Master. When I failed Him, I could not forgive myself. And that snowballed. I would not say I am a toxic fag. I think toxicity needs to be weighed against intention. Not only in FinDom, but in all aspects of life. I never intentionally hurt the people I love, but I sometimes do. When that happens, I need to learn from the experience, ask for forgiveness, but also forgive myself. Mistakes happen. What really matters is what happens next. Repeating the same mistake intentionally in order to hurt someone - that is toxic. Making mistakes as part of a relationship, whatever the nature of that relationship, that is human.
Master Trigger urged me to seek professional help and to talk to my general practitioner so that I could regain control. I found an excellent therapist, started anti-anxiety medication and stopped drinking. I can now say that I am on my way back. Not only will I be a better fag for my Master, but I will be a better person overall. FinDom gave me the opportunity to think about who I am. Master Trigger carefully guided me along, even when I was hard to handle (I could also say hard to endure). I owe Him.
Is FinDom setting me free? Or is it enslaving me? I feel more confident than I have been in a long time. FinDom has made me take a long, hard look at my life and I am working on myself. Is this a mid-life crisis? It probably is. But my Master is setting me free by allowing me to be my true self. I just don’t know how to integrate FinDom in my “normal” life yet. Am I even brave enough or strong enough to do that? What’s great is that none of this makes me anxious, but excited to see what happens next.
After our first meeting, I ordered subhuman to write an account from it's point of view. This is what it wrote:
Sir below details todays experience - let it know if you'd like further elaboration or told differently
firstly met Sir in the car park - it forgets the exact statement now but Sir immediately gave slave an impression of his superiority when it answered what it thought was a question but it was an actual statement and Sir told slave so.
beginning walk slave was to walk ahead (there was actually an element of vulnerability at walking in front of Sir that it enjoyed also ) approaching the first muddy dip slave was ordered onto the ground for Sir to use as a doormat/bridge over the muck protecting His Superior Waders from the muck. It enjoys the fact that it's body and clothing are seen of lesser importance than Sirs Waders - slave being an object to be made use of - its comfort, cleanliness, warmth etc of being no concern to Sir - just its degradation to being an object for Sir to use
This continued a number of times - sometimes Sir starting to walk over slave on its leg sometimes straight onto back.
Approaching a deeper wetter puddle slave made the mistake of walking over it and bypassing - Sir instructed it to always walk through a puddle when it sees one not to avoid. This made its feet wet and cold and muddy. It enjoyed the fact that Sir chose where it was permitted to walk and the fact it didn't have the protection of a suit or waders that Sir had. Enjoyed fact Sir doesn't care how wet or muddy slaves clothes get just that he enjoyed the humiliation of the slave being exposed filthy and subhuman beneath Himself and His superior waterproof and warm clothing.
There was then a failed attempt for slave to try and give Sir a shoulder high. Was disappointed it wasn't able to do it and have Sir ride it like an animal for his pleasure - his waders rubbing their muck off on its clothing as he rode it.
Approaching a bench Sir was now about to permit it to lick clean his dirty waders. Ordering slave to check no walkers approaching first (somehow it was glad to check as such public exposure would not be something it would enjoy), it was then ordered to kneel in front of Sirs boots. It began licking. Appreciate Sir has told that it's skills were inadequate but if it's any form of defence it struggles here whether to do what it wants to do await orders or how to lick them - if that makes sense. The boots were indeed very filthy and the muck and debris soon filled its mouth. It enjoyed it so much - the humiliation of it all - the fact it's an object and it's mouth is seen as nothing but an object for Sir or order to clean his boots. Partly into this Sir pointed out that it had not paid for the privilege to lick them clean - so it handed over the money to Sir and Him. It was ordered onto cleaning the soles. Something most would consider disgusting but something that slave sees itself as being the object for such a job. Sir ordered it to start using its teeth to get the dirt out of the grooves. Again it's mouth filled even moreso with dirt and it was a struggle to spit it all out. Slave continued onto the other boot which had much thicker clumped up bits of mud to work off. Then followed some hand standing from Sir.
Continuing the walk - we eventually came to much muddier walkways where slave was ordered to lie in the mud to be used as a bridge for Sir and it found itself sinking in the mud and getting cold and wet. Think Sir enjoyed this moreso as did slave - not that slaves enjoyment is of importance. This is also i think where Sir asked if it's pain threshold was high which slave thinks it is and then Sir tested this against slaves hands and body and neck. Pressing harder into slave. wrong as it sounds it just felt right to have Sirs boots pressing down onto its hands.
Finding a tree stump Sir climbed on top of it - which was the perfect height for slave to again proceed with bootlicking and for Sir to have a superior vantage point over slave. Sir said it was a pity there was no manure to stomp in for slave to lick clean off and would slave enjoy that - slave replied that if Sir would enjoy it then slave would as that's what was important.
Leaving that area we actually came across some horse manure which Sir stomped in but we soon found others in the forest and it thinks the moment passed to torment its cleaning hole further by ordering it to clean such off his soles.
Getting back to the car park slave waited obediently by Sirs car to be dismissed as Sir changed. Sir asked slave what it was going to do when it got home and it i advised Sir it would order the items from his list that he had provided it previously. Sir was m amused by the state of slaves outfit and asked to take a pic which slave conceded to - slave was then dismissed.
Not sure if this is something of interest to note but getting home and showering etc but it's feet got so dirty the muck was ingrained in its toe nails, it's hands also needed quite a scrub. Also it kept finding bits of grit in and around it's teeth hours after serving.
Amused slave that it requires such an amount of cleaning and Sir was basically immaculate.
Hope that it hasn't disappointed in any way with the above story. It was really an honour to serve you today Sir and it looks forward to improving in the future - would welcome any tips on how it can better perform and impress Sir
I had to spend Wed, Fri and Saturday nights by court order at my father's house with his new improved family. My two step-brothers slept in bunk beds, hung one next to my sleeping bag on the floor (for 6 years. Can you believe that, he never bought us beds.) Anyway I was on the floor next to my brother and me on the floor like a dog. That's where I think it from, that and him making me beg for that boner of his. He had a really perverted mind, the tings he would think up, while our parents were occupied with other things. His timing down in my throat was always a favorite. Wish i remembered more of the games.
I’m a young dominant master named Jord, new on this site and hoping not to be disappointed.
Looking for any slaves or pigs willing to serve me in any way I see fit for my gratification. Into most things, especially humiliating my slaves and pigs.
I’ve not found many worth my time so please prove me wrong, do not hesitate to message me you will not regret it
The sissy is now my personal toy, along with his wife, who just rimmed my ass whilw hubby is at work grinding hard for me. You are MINE. Come serve your master. Wait to see what I have in mind for my sissy’s dinner. Hint: he’ll eat at my feet
I came in earlier from work and had in transfer me all of savings. As a result, his wife was worried as her credit card would not work on that day. I told them not to worry as I would take care of them all. Obviously, I do not care one bit about the husband who is now my cash cow and worships my cock as soon as I snap my fingers. He is less than a furniture to me. A tool to use and please myself with. A foot bitch, ass cleaner, faggot cunt to torment when I am bored.
Obviously, I had a lot of fun taking control of this family. The wife was the best part. Initially concerned but once I met her and she saw my superior physique, bigger cock and how her husband became my bitch, she actually got turned on. I fucked her many times in front of her hubby and she understood who was boss. The key however, was to fully break the sissy hubby and this is why I rammed his ass in front of thw wife, foot on his face, spitting all over him. Once his wife saw how much he loved every inch of my cock, she knew she was mine. She now cooks, for me, worships my feet day and night, rim my ass, and surender her pussy to my superior cock. All while her husband slaves away on all fours, cleaning the house and doing evwry degrading chores my deviant mind can come up with.
Sinilarly for their 25 y/o boy who claimed to be straight. It didnt take long for him to understand who was in charge. He now calls me daddy and licks my cock in front of his mom every morning like a pathetic little fuckdog
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