There is a tradition dating back to the 1900s that EVERY single Spanish person observes on New Year’s Eve (NYE) at midnight.
People all over the country congregate around town halls, squares, and churches, or they turn on their TVs at home with a small pack of grapes with them (twelve, to be precise 🍇).
Each and every time that the town hall’s or the church’s bell tolls at 00:00 on the 1st January, we proceed to eat one of the grapes 🔔.
The twelve grapes represent the months of the calendar year. People make a wish as they eat each grape, which is meant to bring good luck for the coming year 📆.
Another tradition observed in NYE consists of wearing a piece of red underwear to bring good luck in love and sex life ❤️.
It is also common to toast with a glass of champagne at midnight and drop a piece of golden jewellery inside the glass for good luck in finances 💍🥂.
Of course, it has also become very common to set off fireworks at midnight, albeit this is a much wider spread custom globally (and pups are not very appreciative of it!)🎆.
Traditions like these are important because they provide a sense of belonging and community.
No matter what people’s personal circumstances are, the whole country comes together to perform these rituals in unison, and they somehow help bringing us together, which I think is beautiful.
Owned Fags is a place that also has the power of bringing people together as a community.
Take the time over the coming days to appreciate that and, if you are running out of ideas about how to strengthen that bond, feel free to use the exact same practices I described:
Send a basket of fruit, a glass of wine, or 120 tips to your Master to represent the grapes.
Open a bottle of champagne and drop some gold inside from the “premium” or the “jewellery” section for your Alpha.
Cover the newsfeed with jockstraps (they are not red, but needs must), and throw some confetti from the “miscellaneous” section instead of fireworks.
But overall, appreciate the company and time of your kinky peers, regardless of whether if you are a sub or a Dom, and have a wonderful 2022, my dearest deviants.
These desires may be real; I’m in no way dismissing them. But any master with experience will tell you that these subs with intense, extreme desires rarely actually submit or do anything. So they live in this constant state of frustration.
So the point I’d like to make, that can be extrapolated to other bdsm or findom situations, is to let go of the big enchilada dream for awhile and learn to take some smaller steps. All of us no matter our position, have things to learn. Teach yourself to submit to something less scary and extreme. Find a master you click with and trust him. You can then progress to those bigger things. You never know, you may actually then end up fulfilling your desires.
Be honest with yourself, you will never jump off that cliff(and you probably shouldn’t). Don’t spend your life standing there at the edge. Find some rope, or a master, and start lowering yourself down. Find your destination that way.
So I “came out” in 2000. Y2K! (Look it up). I loved my new life and things were great. I moved from my boring white boy suburban life to a big city. Just one thing was meh. I found sex kind of boring in the beginning, surprisingly so. I was of course surrounded by vanilla.
Then, the internet was growing leaps and bounds, and I found Tom Ropes McGurk (old school bondage films). And other fetishstuff as well. Suddenly I knew exactly where I belonged and what had been lacking. It was very exciting and đź’Ż.
Around that time, Recon started, or at least that’s when I found it. Holy s**t I made the profile and things were great. Went toNYC and bought a bunch of good leather gear I couldn’t afford. Started having sessions dominating guys. Fit like a glove. The leather, and the situations.
One of my very first meetings from Recon was with a slave whose profile really got me going. And his pics were great, which is just bonus, really, because I find with power exchange that I don’t care about looks.
I live in the city without a car, so I taxi’d there(no Uber in those days).
This is where things got interesting. Theta I driver stopped at the guys house and was like “you sure you’re good here? You want me to wait?” He seemed concerned. I said no, this is the address, it’s cool. So I get out and he leaves. I go to the door and the sub answers. I wasn’t sure it was him he looked so different. I then could tell it was him, but he was practically emaciated. Muscle man was now skinny rail. Totally different then the pics, and looked quite unhealthy. So we go in, and the place is like, squalor. Not hot squalor, like a back alley or a pissy restroom. Just a mess with dirty dishes in huge piles all over, etc. I was a newbie to “the scene” but I knew enough to know what the deal was. But like I said, that’s his business and he was pretty cool actually, and the taxi was gone (I forgot to say that the driver informed me that lots of drivers won’t go there so it might be hard getting back later). So, here I am, suburban boy in a d**g den with this guy at my feet. I’ve gotta chain leash on him, I have him cleaning my boots, and I’m hard despite the situation.
Now this was two decades or so ago. It may sound weird but I decided that I was going to face fuck this guy, but I was leery so decided to wear a condom for that. I told him something like “I’m putting a condom on, and you are going to suck my cock til I’m satisfied”.
He was on all fours, leashed. He looked up, and said “yes sir. Would you like me to take my teeth out sir”?
That. That’s the story.
Ownership
When a sub joins a Master's stable, they become owned. The Master can read the sub's messages, chat logs, see their tip totals and who they've sent to. The Master can throw the sub in the dungeon at their sole discretion, and control their block list. It involves surrender of control, trust, and a mutual understanding of the power dynamic at play. It is intense. It is earned. It is the height of s********n. The summit of sacrifice. Some Masters own several subs. Some only own a few. Some choose never to grant that supreme privilege to a sub, for whatever their reason. When a sub proves worthy to carry their Master’s name, they become an extension of their Dominant. They represent them. An owned sub is held to a higher standard, expected to behave with a certain decorum to all Alphas, not just their Keeper.
When I see ownership happen in the first hour of joining this site… I can’t help but feel it cheapens the point of it all. Now, sometimes you 'just know'. That's fair. But that is few and far between.
I say this not to scoff at other styles of domination or s********n; the last thing we need is more in-fighting. I say it as a suggestion to the Masters here: let subs explore, take this in, find their footing. If you are interested in a sub, you can still establish commitment from them without jumping into ownership prematurely. An easy stepping stone is adding to a sub's profile that they are serving a certain Alpha exclusively in the hopes of becoming owned. A clear and concise way to signal to all their intent, while still valuing the sanctity of ownership. I wrote about this in the feed directly not long ago, to a few thoughtful replies. And I'll say again as I did then: we don't need more features, we don't need more safe spaces (that's just my opinion here, I know others disagree). We need all of us to respect the quality of real, fun, meaningful M/s over toxic cash grabbing. And I say that as a Master who's primarily into findom (or has been historically put: the cash collector). If you disagree with me: feel free to say so below (with civility). Let's keep this place great.
Cheers.
How I met my first love.
In 1986 at the age of 20 I had left home and had had 3 full time jobs. The last of witch was working for a small computer company we built, tested, sold and fixed PC's I was a technician. As much as it was a enjoyable job and sort of thing I did well the Theatre Lighting was my first love. It was a Monday morning when I turned up for work and there was my boss standing outside the padlocked doors. Well I can't remember exatly what was said but it was something like; "What's......." "......gone bust...." "We have to say sorry but the business has been closed, We managed to get just enough for your final pay and a reference." "By the way Pete you'll also find a list of my contacts, let them know I sent you and I am sure one of them will find something for you......".
I have always been impulsive, so what did I do? Got the bus into town, put most of the months pay in the bank and went to the dole office sign-on unemployed(again). Then I had an impulse to get on a train and go to London, maybe get a job backstage. I had been going to London each weekend for about 3 years before but never with the idea of looking for work. I was in a grey wool suit and was going to ??? what, knock on stage doors, jeans and a shirt would have been better for that. I walked from Euston to the Piccadilly via many stage doors. If you know that part of London, it's about 2 miles, I have always been a walker and it was common for me to do this walk but this time I knocked on the stage doors. Well, the day went on, I went to a pub, then to.... and so on. Found myself at the South Bank in what was Jubilee Gardens(where The London Eye is now). It was 10pm and I could not get back to Euston for the last train and even if I could I would be going back to resting on a settee in a friends sitting room. Much more comfortable than my first night resting(ish) rough in London. Well this was my first night resting rough, the first of two nights. I won't bore you with two days of ..........
It was at the end of the 3rd day about 6 o'clock when I had had enough, I decided I would go back to Northampton. I was at Jubilee Gardens, You may know that under the rail bridge was a gents toilet, I was cold and grubby so decided to have a wash up before getting on the tube to go to Euston.... Well I went in the cottage (yes I know what one of these is LOL) and went to the sinks and started to take my top clothes off so I could have a good wash. Looking in the mirror I saw one other man. He was standing at the urinals. Slim almost skinny, thinning hear 6'2 I'm only 5'8. You know your trying to wash under your arms and the man keeps turning to look. I started to get turned on a bit and so finished washing and got dressed. Tell me how long can a man stand at the urinals. The tall man was still looking and I was still getting turned on. I turned round and as I did I unzipped and started to get my now hard cock out. I went over to the urinals and realized where he was standing he could see if anyone was coming. We wanked each other for a little and he asked if I wanted to come home with him. Very bold but we had been there for a long time and I think he had got to the point where if I was going to be a nasty bastard that would have happened a long time ago. At that point I was cold and tired and thought I would at least get warm. Also in a way, was it love at first site?
Part two to come.
For Masters, its always happy hour as long as a sub is tipping, virtual gifts, games that benefit them that the sub plays, or other ways of findom including the virtual draining of a sub's money in the bank to be done using software that the master can take control over the subs screen which I know of a few software that this is great for, done in person at a bank, in person draining the sub of the cash in its wallet and/or gift cards, online gift cards or other virtual ways, and even gifts that are not cash such as a car, home, along with many and many more things.
It is also, still happy hour for us Masters even if it is not draining a sub but getting a in person message by them, licking/worshiping muscles/feet/other body parties, having the sub cook for their master, sub cleaning masters home, doing other chores.
I have never done such but sometimes a master might have a live in sub or date/marry their sub so they own them as a sub but also as their partner and the fun never ends in these two cases then.
Make that money subs for your Master as they own you and the money you earn for them.
This diaper faggot believes sacrifice and suffering is required, even if a Master is not directly involved. Today it discovered a great way to enforce its suffering by putting together a few different applications. As a diaper faggot, it wants to be treated as an adult-boy - treated as a diapered 13 year old, though also an adult. Essentially, whichever age results in a worse outcome for it should be the result. Punishment generally occurs as an adult, but c******n have more restrictions, like bedtime and especially parental controls. Boys should not have unfettered access to a computer or the internet - adult websites should be blocked, and computer usage limited in time, which parental control software performs.
Its an amazing feeling seeing the popup that it only has 5 more minutes, or that a website is blocked, knowing that its only reason is to make it sacrifice. It doesn't benefit anyone, but the faggot has to stop whatever it was doing, even though there may be hours left in the day. Since it likely has admin rights or the admin password to its computer, it is too easy to uninstall the software at that moment, allowing it to continue using the computer, but depriving it of the sacrifice it needs to be fulfilled.
Today it installed Qustodio, which very effectively blocks sites based on rules, as well as applications. To take care of the admin problem, it created a c***d account without admin rights, and used a random password generator to create a long password it couldn't remember. After appropriately locking down Qustodio - it went with full block on all sites, except writeforme.org, a line typing site online Masters use to waste its time with menial task, often for hours. It sucks for the faggot, but thats what it is supposed to do, while Master gets pleasure knowing He made it suffer without any effort.
Using the password above, it copied it to change both the admin password and the Qustodio password, and the password itself is uploaded to emlalock.com, commonly used as a keyholding service for chastity. After deleting the password locally and starting the emlalock timer, it no longer controls the computer until the timer expires and it can recover the password. Only the locked down c***d account is usable, with the highly restrictive rules. It tries launching a browser, but all sites are blocked - except for
writeforme.org. Its self-imposed restrictions worked, and it cant do anything, other than type. It set itself up for 2 hours of typing and started, eagerly hitting the first key as if this would be fun.
Needless to say, the typing was long, boring, and tedious. For 2 hours it typed, unable to take a break for more than 10 seconds or additional lines would be added. Mistakes added lines, and incurred a financial penalty that encouraged it to go slower and waste more time. In the end, it paid Master $40 for mistakes and thanking Him for the drudgery. It questioned why it would pay to do tedious labor; why would it rush to type lines for hours; and why would it want to be locked down with parental control. But as faggot do, after a short break, all it could hope for was to do it again - sacrifice and suffering is the faggots goal.
I have an older post that delves into this in greater detail. Consider this a pocket version.
When you are first approaching an Alpha you want to serve:
1. Send before speaking. Even if only 50 tips. A gesture to prove you're serious, and selfless.
2. Know your Master. Likes, dislikes, style of domination, expectations.
3. Speak clearly, and learn quickly. Always over-communicate unless He says otherwise.
4. Set your limits with Him, and respect His. Within that, obey. Always.
5. Be proactive & creative. Plan, save, earn, send more and please Him however you can.
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The full version explores these and more in greater detail, but follow these five steps and thrive for your Master.
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