I knew he was gay. Weād known each other for ever, he was a good dude, one of the gang. He wasnāt a follower, but he was a follower of me. We were little and people referred to him as my shadow. I remember we went to a friends birthday party and he went to the buffet for me. Filled it with sausage rolls and crisps and egg sarnies and Mr Kipling lemon slices. One of the girls called him my servant and he positively beamed. We were doing romans at school and he said: āHe is my general, Iām his cup bearerā.
Later, when we went drinking and partying, heād buy my drinks, heād buy drinks for the girls I was chasing too and even at one point, one of them referred to him as my little bitch. Being my mate, I told her to fuck off, not to speak to him like that and well, it ALL kicked off.
Next day, hungover and eating toast in his mums kitchen, black eyes and cut lips all round, heād recounted the story to his mum, gone to the toilet and sheād told me to be gentle with him because I was his first love.
Being in a reflective mood this morning, sitting in Costa, I think back. Iāve always been, assertive. Remembered. For example, here, in this busy coffee shop, my morning order is always just, there and my different afternoon order is always remembered. Itās always ready even when I patiently wait behind the other customers. Jo remembers. I remember calling him a good boy once and thought he would cry with joy.
I hate people self titling themselves as āAlpha or Masterā. These titles should always be given by others. Anyone referring to themselves as these things need to self validate. Maybe some will comment as such on this blog. Who knows. Make your own decisions.
Now knowing my friend for all these years, maybe he was in love, maybe he was infatuated, but I think it was more than that. Even as boys, he just wanted to serve me. It was his thing. And guess what. Itās perfectly fine because I loved and supported him and still do. If he wants to serve. Then Iāll let him. Thatās what makes him happy.
We finally got a house. A little gang of us living in this š©ty house. It was great. Girls, Partyās and more. But still, heād bring me tea. He even did my washing. TO BE CLEAR. I never once asked him to.
Years later, he got married and I was sitting at a table with a bunch of his new husbands friends. One of them, a giant bear found out who I was and said: ā YOU ARE THE MASTERā.
It turns out, My friend had spoken about me to his now husband and he in turn had shared worries about me to these very friends. Putting me on this pedestal, this watch list, on this table so his friends could scare me away. Over a few bottles of red, my new bear of a friend told me all about this dynamic, this way of relating, this master/sub slave fag thing. It was eye opening, a little scary but actually, made so much sense. SO MUCH SENSE.
So now, here we are. My friend is still my friend. I donāt let him serve me as now, I know itās servitude and I just want to be friends with him. He is one of the best. His husband has less fear/concern over me but to be honest, this guy is more of a fag than my bud has ever been!
Life is an adventure, an adventure we share with so many. Why am I here?
To learn, to grow as a human. Understanding each other is the first step to inner peace. Iām a successful straight happy chap. Iām not at the bottom of the food chain. Iām not here to add to your feelings of inferiority or fuel the fires of your low self worth. If you, like my friend, are a serving kind of chap. Looking for a new āhead of the queueā, say hello. You can buy me some adblue for the Mercedes and Iāll help with that need to pay, to serve.
This was my beginning.
Feel free to connect and share yours.
Conclusion:
Depression is a silent battle that can affect anyone, regardless of their involvement in the findom community. By shedding light on this often-overlooked aspect, we can encourage open discussions, support one another, and promote healthier mindsets within the findom world. Remember, seeking help is not a sign of weakness but a step towards reclaiming control, finding healing, and fostering personal growth. Together, we can create a community that understands and supports each other in the face of depression's daunting challenges.
Thank you all for watching, have a nice day everyone and more cheerful mood āļø
As I approached his apartment my excitement was rising. I havenāt done an anonymous encounter in a long time. I did not know his age or what he looked like - all I knew was that he was ready to surrender to me.
Picture a dimly lit room, filled with an air of anticipation. In the center, there he was, patiently waiting for me, his face concealed under a mask unable to see what is happening. With the apartment door unlocked, it was clear he had placed a lot of trust in our encounter.
As I prepared my equipment, a sense of artistic intimacy enveloped us. The vulnerability in his posture mirrored the trust he had bestowed upon me. As I put on my gloves I could see his body tense up knowing we were about to begin. I started with a tender caress, became an artist of the human form, exploring the intricacies of his body. As I was adding finger after finger he was getting looser and looser. The room became a sexual sanctuary where time seemed to pause, and worries dissolved into nothingness. Quickly his hole was stretched enough to accept for my whole hand. The rhythm of my hands, the gentle pressure, and the warmth of my touch became a language of pleasure.
His surrender to my full fist was an invitation to explore the depths of his being, unlocking hidden tensions and inviting release. The symphony of his sighs and moans filled the room. My knuckles gently massaging his prostate made his body shives in pleasure and his cock leak precum.
But gentle touch was not enough. He was hungry for more, desperate to get exploitd. As the air was filling with the smell of poppers and sweat my hand was no longer a hand of a gentle master. My fist became a tool of destruction and his whole was the target. His moans were getting louder as my movements were getting stronger. Every so often I would stop and look at what I had done to him. I admired the beautiful rosebud in front of me. The pulsing red flower was a true testament to my skill.
Not being able to contain himself anymore he released his seed on a lube covered bed under him putting an end to our encounter. He stayed in the same position breathing heavily as I gathered my stuff and left. Even though we forged a connection that transcended the physical form I left his place without ever seeing his face or learning his name. This connection was as intense as it was fleeting.
I always feel like the best place to start any dom/sub relationship is with a get to know you message system. Get in touch on here or we can move it to my skype. Each question will require a small token tribute but its always a great way to establish a connection and see if a sub is geneuine. Also great for the lonely subs out there who really need to chat. Looking forward to your messages and starting a slow controlled relationship and drain for your masters benefit. Everytime a new question/message "dings" in my inbox folder my 9' cock throbs a little bit harder. Looking forward to hearing from you soon subs ;)
AussieStr8Dom
I have a question but not a poll for you.
Scrolling down twitter today I saw a few photos/Videos of guys putting big fat phallic thing in and out of there mouth. I can't help but wonder why so many see this as an Alpher thing to do, do you?
I hear you saying "but it's not."
However many of you do think it is the most Alpher thing in the would to be smoking a cigar. ššš
Here I go again ; one more way to serve ! I canāt help it ; my creative brain loves findom !
A nice, hot option & many serving opportunities to Submit & serve,
For subs :
The Reimbursementsoption is wonderful option of the site to Submit and serveAlpha men,
This means participating in a refund with the amount of your choice. For your own Master or any Sir you like & want to please. An advice tor owned subs; ask your Master first before making a reimbursement, Unless you were alreadt given permission to serve other Sirs,
I wouldnāt want you to end in the dungeon because of my serving ideas & games
For Sirs :
Please add your receipt & give subs the possibility to serve & reimburse your receipt.
Reimbursing completely or a part of the price & amount, subs choice, An additional way to serve
you and be a little in your life to take part of your needs or your wishes, Isnāt it therole of a slave?
A bit like buying from your wishlistsbutexcept it is you who decide what you buy and when.
If I may say Sirs : be e nice, add yourreceips & allow us the the hot fun and joy to take part on your those reimbursements opportunities, Thank you Sirs.
More tribute ideas & serving games on my other blogposts on my profile,
A summary of my findom s********n, proposals,games & habits :
_Monday =
tribute day ; Master decides what, how much & when. Unowned (no Master?) Ask a Sir you like what kind of tribute you may give him
_Tuesday= rest day ! 1 day in the week to recover a bit, keep findom fun & hot.
here is nothing more boring than doing the same thing every day!
_Wednesday= wishlist
wednesday : on most Sirs profile & ont the wishlist group
among the other groups
_Thursday= Ā£10 thursday .
_Friday= fagtax
_Saturday= do your thing
_Sunday= reimbursement day
Just my own habits & ideas for those who like games & creative s********n,
Still & Always :
MOA Master (the site owner) will be given a tribute whenever MOA will be written on the chat.Unless the very few times I don't have tips no more.
See my previous blogpost about this game!
I would like to suggest all users who likes this site to participate on this findom game to help the owner of the site and its many costs. There's also a donations option
As a newbie you may wonder, when is the best time to consider joining a stable on this site? I have only been on this site a couple of days and wanted to share a reflection on how cope with the first day or two as a lone stray or slave on here and trying to navigate your way around the site, and come to grips with all its features... and possible early pitfalls!
On my first day after registration, someone said to me that it can feel like being āthrown into a pool of sharksā, and there is certainly some truth in that so prepare yourself!
However, if you explore that analogy a little further, you can actually find a solution in there too! For me, what I did was, when the first āsharkā or Master came along who presented as clearly powerful, dominant, charismatic and communicated a clear projection of an overall decent person with personality (yes, Iām talking about you, my beloved MasterZal, you can start preening your feathers while you smile that knowing smile!)ā¦ well, I bought him a beer and asked him about joining his stable. My initial judgement of him was confirmed when he advised not to rush into things too quickly unless I was absolutely sure. This āsharkā didnāt bite needlessly then and had some real and genuine empathy for me in my predicament. To be serious, being taken in by Masterzal is like walking into the corner shop and buying a lottery ticket and then winning big time! I simply canāt wait, and am giddy with excitement and butterflies, to begin deepening and strengthening our Master/slave dynamic, learn from him and open myself up to all the new opportunities for growth and personal development that comes with any new special relationship. I feel truly blessed to have stepped through the front door of OF and found Masterzal waiting there to greet me at the āwelcome matā and show me around. How many slaves can truly say that they have had that same intensively positive and encouraging start to their life at OF? Quality conversations and interactions from the get-go! Comments below, please! Or drop me a message and tell me your story, I would love to hear it, both good and less good experiences!
Later that first day I wanted to thank him for his advice and his general good guy vibes (how they gently pull our strings so, eh?!) so I bought him a really nice blue camo computer mouse from his Amazon wishlist. When he later thankedme for it and commented that he would think of me when he used it, which on this site might well be quite a lot, I realised that he hadsussed me out! I wanted him to think about me a lot, every time his Masterās hand grabbed that mouse and clicked. It would feel like it was a little bit of me he was grabbing and giving me a friendly āclickā or nudge.Or for every mouse scroll.. like a soft stroke or pat on the head.
Masterzal very kindly accepted my application to join his prestigious stable only 24 hours after joining the site, and was probably quite right indeed to call me a bit of a stray puppy looking for a collar and a short leash! But power and control is always a two-way process, it is never all about one side of the coin. And it made me reflect on my own and my gorgeous beloved Masterās words and actions... who exactly was controlling who and how in this scenario Iāve just outlined? Worth thinking about, eh? Who has gained more from the ātransactionā?
To go back to the shark pool analogy, my reasoning was this: where is the safest place to be in a pool of sharks? Ask the Remora or Pilot Fishā¦ they swim close to the sharks, eat any parasites feeding off the shark and so have formed an inter-dependent, symbiotic relationship with themā¦ a bit like Masters and slaves when they truly get it right and commit to taking the time to get to know each and walk a journey together. From the point of a newbie slave - as a āPilot Fishā in a pool of āsharksā - my advice to newbies is thisā¦find the very best āsharkā you can, the very best Master who will help you grow and deepen your slave mindspace... and also find great comfort and refuge from predators in these perilous waters! Happy Swimming!
Click here for info on the Pilot fish!" https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pilot_fish
Now there is a thread of thought amongst you cock crazy cumdumps that in order to pay fagtax you must be a Cash Fag.... THIS IS WRONG.
The simple truth is what i am about to explain. Now a cashfag, that is the smart kind of.bitch who understands that they exist solely to surrender their money and credit cards to regular pursetwat fuck sessions by real men.
Fagtax however is what ALL faggots should.pay the real men who honour them with their attention and in some cases derision. The simple rule.is... if.You are.a fag, then you need to pay fagtax.
Now the subject of how to pay fagtax is just as simple... it.can be cash given in person... items bought from Amazon, or on this site... large amounts of tips.
The concept of Fagtax is really that simple.... Now let's see if you brainless cunts can get it right
Owned Fags is a male only site which deals with adult themes
You should only view this site if you are over the age of 18, male and are not easily offended.
