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🌻 Kindness 🌻
Posted by Slave

For a while now I've been thinking of leaving this site. For a while now I've felt criticised and judged and that's never comfortable. I get it. This is a goldfish bowl and space is tight in goldfish bowls, especially with those dodgy windmills and too much plankton. So, I was thinking of leaving but then a little reflection kicked in.


I joined this site almost 3 years ago to encounter a Dom, to serve a Master and I was lucky enough to meet him. Sadly it didn't work as we would have hoped, sometimes it doesn't work but I have no regrets, only happy memories. Service isn't easy, it's complicated because there are often agendas, sometimes uncertainties and online life is never easy. Throw in the demands of the heart, hopes, fears and the expectations of a busy life and then long-term service is made almost impossible.


Some make it. Lucky them.


I came here to find a Dom and Master, but I also came here to meet friends, to speak with like-minded men, to engage, to smile, to laugh, fundamentally to find companionship. Life is often lonely and we must all do what we can to keep the loneliness at bay. I take responsibility for my words and actions and I've apologised often. I've behaved poorly. I've admonished myself and begged for forgiveness. I've hurt good men, both sub and Dom and I've hurt myself far more.


Please, time is painfully short and this place should be full of possibility and hope. I'm often foolish but I have no axe to grind and no judgements to make. If you find happiness and contentment, even for a moment, then I'll celebrate with you. It's a difficult world so I beg you, let's all take a breath and be kind to each other.

The Community and The Meet
Posted by NikeSwitch

How does the saying go again? Never meet your heroes? It’s said to be unwise to seek personal acquaintance with people whom one has held with high esteem, as they often fail to fulfil one’s expectations , resulting in disappointment …. NONSENSE. SHM is certainly an exception to that rule. 


As many of you know , SHM and I met down the pub this week for a 🍺, having been building our findom relationship for a few months now. So many people from this community took the time to write to us, to wish us well and remark on what they see when we interact here and our connection. The comments on the photo we posted and in chat have been almost overwhelming and thoroughly appreciated by us both. 


Several people have asked if  I would write a blog about the meet. Well here it is, but you might be disappointed to know that I won’t be sharing any further details of the day. We shared a pic on the feed, and uploaded a couple of pieces of content on X for you all to enjoy. For me though, the rest of our time together is personal . Those feelings before, during and after are nicely stored safely in my head :-)


Thanks again for being such an engaging and supportive community . I’m very humbled,  and really appreciate the many connections I’ve made here, the most important to me being the Boss himself of course - SHM.



A MOVIE - PART 1
Posted by Slave

The first treatment of a Porn Movie that will be shot soon...


SCENE 1

INTEROR - The Safe House

Midday

In a dimly lit bedroom a laptop is gently humming. Exterior sounds of cars, police sirens and people talking. The sound of a cork popping is heard out of shot. Slave enters, walking from a steamy bathroom into the bedroom. He is naked and holding a glass of wine. His bronzed body and glistening muscles dripping with perspiration after a three-hour calisthenics session at a local gym. He smiles. He picks up a poster from the black silk sheets on the bed. He unrolls the poster and pins it on peeling wallpaper opposite the king-sized bed. Slave looks at the image. He groans, he shouts, empty wine glasses start moving and one falls from a chest of drawers.

Slave: NO. NO. NO! You’re kidding me! You’re fucking kidding me!

Close up to slave’s angry but alluringly handsome face.

Slave: Another fucking towel!

The poster is revealed. It shows Masterzal in a locker room, naked, with a white towel draped elegantly over his interesting bits. Slave beats the wall with his hand, his massive muscles strained in rage. The wall shakes and dust falls. The phone rings. Slave steadies himself. He inhales deeply through his manly nostrils. He turns and swaggers towards the telephone, scratching his enormous balls as his massive cock slaps his thighs. He picks up the receiver.

Slave: What?

A distant voice starts speaking unintelligibly.

Slave: When? Are you sure? Are you sure you want this? It WILL change your life. You’ll never be the same again. You’ll probably never walk in the same way again?

Slave replaces the handset and smiles.

If you would like a PART TWO, please let me know.

Friend or Foe
Posted by SnowFolf

Sometime things happen and we just have to deal with it. We all know of things that could be on such a list and most of the time unfortunately we choose to suffer in silence.

Which is no good for anyone’s mental health 


Sometimes we do to at because we don’t feel strong enough to deal with it out loud other times it’s because we cannot put into words how we fee inorder to deal with it.


When it comes to the world of kink lines get blurred easily and overstepped boundaries happen somewhat, and unfortunately, frequently. Which makes being able to express yourself a vital part of this and any community


And then comes along a thing or event that cuts through whatever barrier we have so deeply that we have no choice but to find the words 


For once finding the words was actually easy an old song on the radio sums up feelings perfectly for once.


“Is it too late … Nothing to salvage,

You look away …. Clear all the damage

The meaning to, All words of love

Has disappeared….


“We used to love one another ,Give to each other

Lie under covers so, Are you friend or foe

Love one another, Live for each other

So, are you friend or foe

'Cause I used to know


The promises….

Hollow concessions

An innocent show of affection

I touch your hand…

A hologram

Are you still there?


We used to love one another

Give to each other

Lie under covers so,

Are you friend or foe

Love one another

Live for each other

So, are you friend or foe”


As we know there are two sides to every story so I simply ask this 


Are you friend of foe?

Maturity and growth.
Posted by Straight_n_Spoilt


In power-based BDSM and findom relationships, maturity plays a crucial role in ensuring a safe and satisfying experience, while immaturity can lead to various problems.


It's important to note that maturity goes beyond age; it encompasses emotional intelligence, self-awareness, and accountability. In these contexts, emotional maturity outweighs age. Mature individuals excel at setting clear boundaries, openly discussing their desires, and respecting their partners' limits, all of which are essential for maintaining a safe and consensual BDSM or findom relationships. Immaturity however can lead to impulsive decisions, disrespect, and a disregard for the well-being of all parties involved, which contradicts the fundamental principles of BDSM and findom.


Taking responsibility for one's actions is a critical aspect of our BDSM, findom and day to day relationships. It's essential to acknowledge mistakes without blaming others for negative outcomes. Genuine maturity involves owning up to your choices and working together to ensure everyone feels secure and valued, particularly in the context of findom.


Regardless of age, emphasizing trust, consent, safety, and personal responsibility is vital. Recognizing that everyone makes mistakes and learning from them is part of growth. It's our response to these mistakes that not only defines our roles as dominants or submissives but also shapes our character as individuals.


A person's worth isn't determined by their role; it's about how they handle mistakes and strive for improvement. Embracing our failures and weaknesses is the path to growth and resilience, benefiting not only ourselves but others around us.


We all make mistakes, and it's not about our roles or backgrounds; it's about the ongoing journey of self-improvement that adds value to our lives and those closest to us. 


Failing to take responsibility and refusing to learn and grow can render us weak and a liability to those who rely on us. It erodes trust and integrity in our relationships. When we evade accountability for our actions, we jeopardize the well-being of those who depend on us. It demonstrates a lack of commitment to self-improvement and personal development, hindering our ability to adapt and contribute positively in our relationships.


To summarize, a failure to grow and be accountable for our actions makes us unreliable and stagnant, rendering us unable to evolve and fulfill our responsibilities effectively. To be dependable and valuable to others, embracing responsibility and learning from our mistakes is not just important, but the very foundation of what it means to be a mature person.


Fantasy to reality
Posted by CBUK

We all have fantasies, Doms & subs alike, things we want to do/have done to us....


Lately I have been feeling extremely horny and wanting to be a complete evil bastard to some subs and really play rough, wanting to go into extreme play (will leave the extreme play to your imagination), have been wanting to meet a fag who wants to experience extreme play but at the same time guide me with it so we can both have a fantastic time. Also want to heavily drain a fag of his tips and leave him penniless/broke, but not to the extreme that he faces eviction or struggles to pay his bills.


Where are the fags that want to meet real time, have some serious play and have a good time?


Am happy to travel within reason or make arrangements to go to a fags place for a holiday and have some extreme play


Yes as you have probably guessed am wanting to be a bastard towards a fag but for whatever reasons be-known to them it seems to scare them

Fantasy becoming reality part 2
Posted by CBUK

For a while now, I have felt like being a cold hearted bastard with subs, I want to be as cruel, vicious & violent with subs but at the same time ensure they are ok.  There is some extreme play I would like to do (use imagination for my extreme play) and really have fun with it/see if I like it, I have done one form of extreme play years ago and loved it and want to do it again but also extend my extreme play as well. I want to have full TPE over a sub where I fully control his life and spending habits, really put him under the thumb.
Fantasy becoming reality
Posted by CBUK

I am a Dom and I have fantasies that I would like to become reality. Yes I know on here I don't sound/talk Dominant enough probably because if I did I would look like a 3yr old throwin a tantrum haha, anyways I look at some pictures of both Doms and subs and think, that if I had a sub in that position how I would like to take him down a peg or two or give him his comeupance. There are fantasies where I want to be a complete bastard to fags, and walk away leaving them on the floor crying like little bitches whilst I walk away with my pockets full of fag tips and my wallet here full of fag tips after I have drained them. 
Piss
Posted by MasterPete

Today in the chat room one of the sub's said soon I will be a pisspig.  That got me thinking about what is it about piss.


Think about it faggots, subs and slaves, your all attracted to masculinity and what is the closest thing you get to being male?  Piss.   The way a man undoes there fly.  The way a man stands.  The power of the stream.  The smell of a man.  The smell as it ages.  The idea of taking in the power of the man you worship.   The humiliation of being on your knees below a man.  Lower than the man you warship just to receive the most basic of there gift to you.

A Fag’s Purpose (Story) - Part 1
Posted by MasterLancs

Jason just turned 45. He looked at the birthday cake his mates had bought him. No wife, and in a career he hated. What had he achieved in life so far? He thought to himself… All of his mates were married with kids. He’d spend his nights wanking, always feeling a sense of guilt after. 


Most of his mates had left his house after a few birthday drinks, back to their own lives. His mate’s cousin Alex had cone along… Jason hadn’t spoken to him much all evening, but he’d overheard him say he was 27, and worked in IT. It was clear he worked out, he wasn’t particularly huge but was well  toned.  Jason definitely felt a bit of envy about his lean body. 


About 5 minutes after everyone had left, Jason heard the door open. 


“Alright mate, just forgot my wallet.” He heard Alex’s voice shout from the corridor. 


Alex walked into the kitchen and Jason shyly said “oh did you? Oh yes must be this one?”


Jason picked up the wallet from the chair and passed it to him, nearly tripping over himself in the exchange. 


“One too many lad?” Laughed Alex.


“I’m getting too old for this 💩” Jason replied. 


“Too old to party?” Alex asked.


“Yeah, I guess I am.” 


“Fucking hell man it’s your birthday you sound miserable as fuck… did you not have a nice time?”


Alex noticed Jason was looking at his arms and chest. He’d noticed Jason was doing this earlier when Alex was joking with the other lads. 


“You checking me out bro?” 


“What.. erm… what do you mean? No, checking you out?” 


“Yeah man, looking at my chest and arms like you’re fixed on them…” 


Jason’s face turned bright red, as he spluttered “No man I’m not… I’m not a…” 


“A what?” Alex asked. 


Jason’s eyes had moved to focusing on Alex’s feet. 


Jason stuttered “A… you know… A faggot!”


Alex started laughing. 


“You seem pretty focused on my feet now lad. You sure you’re not thinking dirty things?” 


Jason panicked now. He didn’t know what to think or say. Had the thought crossed his mind? Was he feeling envy about this 27 year old’s body or was it something else? 


Jason started to speak but couldn’t find the words, he could feel his face getting redder and his palms were sweating and shaking. 


The smile had gone from Alex’s face now. He looked stern as he stepped in front of Jason. 


“Why don’t you get on your knees bitch? and I’ll tell you how this is going to go.” 


Jason still couldn’t make eye contact with Alex. He didn’t understand why, but his knees started to jerk, and before he knew it, he was kneeling in front of the 27 year old. Eyes still focused on his feet. 


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Want part 2???? PAY MasterLancs YOUR TAXES SUBS ££££$$$$$€€€€€ AND I MIGHT REWARD. 


Drain drain drain. Keep that dicklet twinging boi. 


If you’re owned, always ask your Master’s  permission. 

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