Slaves in the Dungeon can view no area of the site other than the Dungeon.
They cannot read messages, comment, view profiles - NOTHING until their sentence is finished.
Slaves can put themselves in the Dungeon by going to their profile, or if they're owned their Master can put them in there from the Manage Slave screen.
Masters can comment on the slaves in the Dungeon, abuse and humiliate them , while the slaves can do nothing but watch!
Let me know what you think and any suggestions for improvement.
Based on feedback the Dungeon has now been updated:
- Masters can add any slave to the Dungeon that is not owned at half the price a slave pays to add theirself there
- Slaves have a 1 day grace period after being released from the Dungeon
From next week a new feature is going to be introduced for slaves.
Slaves will have the option as setting themselves available for service or not available.
When they set themselves as available a little icon will show on their avatar and profile, slaves should ONLY then be approached for Tips and service if this icon is shown.
I have been getting messages from slaves saying they are put off using the site as every time they come on-line and post something or enter chat they are harassed for payment.
This new system will clearly show who is ready to serve and who is not.
Masters found to be harassing slaves for payment who have not set themselves as available will be given temporary bans.
While one can deal with faggots in broad strokes, and there are plenty of simple cash pigs who can be milked with ease, I do find myself loving a challenge. What pleases me the most is when you have boiled a faggot down the core pathetic fucked up natures and expose those things that reduce the worm to a pitiful compliant wreck, totally at its masters mercy, and so many of us have no mercy, right chaps?
I have one faggot who likes to play blackmail games. It's a successful man, academic, highly respected in it's field, bright, articulate, but totally unable to stop it's compulsion to hand over the reins of it's whole life, which could be toppled in an instant with one email, one tweet one video link of the humiliating degrading situations it puts itself in. It's compulsion towards self destruction is the core of the faggot. They need to be reduced, they need to be treated like the pathetic scum they are, they need to submit. Even when the stakes are as high as they are for this slave. It's taken a good amount of time to get the faggot to the stage it is in now, trust has been built, training undertaken, and lots of incriminating videos and photos have been made of the stupid fuck. Still it is compelled to return, to put itself in its masters gaze and to risk everything. I tried an experiment with it, I pointed out that if it just kept a low profile on Skype, didn't message me, didn't diligently let me know every time it was coming to London and what hotel room it was staying in, then maybe it would pass by my attention. I'm interested to see how deep that faggot nature runs in this one, how long before it's so desperate to feel like worthless scum it comes crawling to master needing ********.
Sometimes you only know you own something if once you let it go, it comes trotting back to its master, like a good dog.
It managed a week. A week as a man, and now a future as a faggot.
I write this to tell You what You have done to me.
Like so many other fags I have spent my days months and years looking for ‘the one’ Master who will make me complete. And, like so many other fags, I have met and talked to Masters that seemed to be all that I needed. And, like so many others I found that these Masters were not what they said they were… not what they promised. These masters were not Real masters. They did not understand me. They did not seek to own me,. To own my head and to own my heart.
And so, I had resigned myself to expecting little…the odd thrill of a cash r**e or to enjoy their aggressive attitude. Then I spoke to You yesterday. I thought You would be the same. Maybe I would get a bit of a thrill form talking to You. I was so wrong.
Quickly and silently You got into my head. You expertly entered my thoughts and before I knew it…here I am. I can’t think without thinking of You. I can’t do anything without wondering if You are online. I sit and wait in case You come by and I might talk to You. Very quickly You have taught me my place. I stop asking questions and I do what You say..no questions. You are Master and I am Yours. You can take it all.
I want to tell You I love You
‘I love YOU’
Then it wrote this today after I hypnotised it and proper mind fucked it:
I wrote that letter 2 days ago...then I tried to run away because I was scared that he would get too much power over me. But I went back to him.
Today I had a session with my master. He entered my head and my consciousness in a way i have never before experienced. He is changing my life. You may read this and think I am over-stating but I am not. He has me.
We've adopted that idea and created this new section, along with 'Master Points'.
Masters can now earn points from various things on the site.
Masters can currently earn points from owning slaves, how many credits their slaves have purchased, how many times they've been posted on the Worship Wall and how many gifts they've received. More will be added in the future.
To see how the points are calculated, head over to
It was very unusual to see a new slave in chat, as only the same few slaves that use it. It soon became clear why so few do use chat, as the young lad wasn't welcomed, but instantly had pressure put on for him to Tip the Masters that were there. Maybe not a great deal of pressure, but for a slave who was a member for just a day, it was his first greeting.
I'm also aware that many new slaves get numerous private messages demanding Tips.
He's now deleted his profile.
Maybe this is one answer to Masters' complaints as to why there aren't enough loyal slaves to go around, and why so few slaves use chat.
Common sense tells us that when we take in a new puppy, the first thing to do is to make it feel comfortable and welcome. Feed it and nourish it's trust.
Beat it, and it will never trust you, and will try to run away.
Some 'Masters' could learn from that.
So I like to keep everyone in the loop with what's going on, and I thought I would publish a list of features that are in the works.
I'd like comments on if you think they're worth doing, and also suggestions for anything you would like to see added.
- More controls for Masters over Owned slaves; Masters will be able to stop slaves viewing other Masters profiles if they wish, Masters will be able to charge slaves a monthly fee for being owned, Masters will be able to read their slaves private messages, more to come
- Set up recurring tip transfers to Masters
- New improved shop
- Book time with a Master through the site
- Allow Masters to set goals and targets for slaves
- Pantheon updates
- Slave market updates
- Mobile version of the site
- Auction house
- Master and slave review/rating system (leave feedback on your experiences)
- Cam section
- Videos section
- Change username
- Master and slave tabs on the search page to separate the two
- Country search
- 1on1 video chat
- Credits roulette
- Owner Badges
- Improvements to the worship wall
- See who's visited you
- Send gifts
The winner - chosen by me, but with the help of the other members thoughts will determine the winner.
The winner will get 200 tips, featured for a month, and access to the new members list for a month.
More than one entry is allowed, if you post one from Google and get caught out you'll be disqualified, the website address must be on the image.
Competition ends at midnight tonight.
You can line up a bottom to take care of your needs without even knowing just how submissive the pig will be. Or that that bottom will want to give up cash and experience cash servitude -- even if that is a brand new experience for them.
The bottom will walk into the room and you can't help but just take what you need. Which is what they want to give up for you. Someone may think they are just going to get a very hard anal ramming, no more.
They may think they just enjoy the feeling of penetration, and don't feel submissive at all. But before you know it, they will be down on their knees with their tongues lapping at their Master's bare feet, before they even realize that they are before a Master and it is their place to serve. They just do it, unthinking.
Before they know it, they are placing several of the Master's toes in their mouth at the same time. They may have never been called names before, but you do it, you call them the names that you like to use, the ones that get your cock even harder alongside the foot worship that you know you deserve. Which they now also realize that you deserve, and that they are luck to provide.
You make them strip, and you make a point to toss their jeans up onto the bed. If you are like me, you are bigger and stronger than this anal bottom, now discovering itself as a foot worshipper, as a slave before you even use that word. So you pick them up and put them onto the bed like a rag doll, like an object that is yours to shape and mold. Do whatever you want it. Put into position.
Yes, the pig will grunt and grimace when you shove your way into its asshole -- because you are large and it needs to stretch to accommodate you and you didn't give it much warning. Yes, it will moan quite loudly when you show it what you can really do with that big dick of yours. You expect this.
It's pretty standard when you say "You like that big cock, don't you, fagboy?" This is par for the course. Things start to get a bit more horny when you drill really hard. You shove all the way in and pull all the way back out with that big cock. You stop. "This is your place, isn't it, slave? On the end of your Master's big dick."
"Yes, Master." The first time this pig has ever said such a thing. Thought it was just a big gay anal slut, but now sees that it is truly a slave. With those words, you shove your thick cock all the way back in. You take what belongs to you. The power feels good. Your powerful cock feels good. The tight hole feels good. The one that belongs to you. You fuck it like you own it. Because you do.
"Slave," you say. You slam your cock into the slave's ass right in to the hilt, and stay still.
"Reach into your pants, now, and take out your wallet." This is a slut. Cute face. Tight body. Willing hole. But now it's become a cash slave. It has never done anything like this before. You know this. But you go ahead and tell it what to do, while it is in the height of enthrallment -- having been jammed over and over by a big cock with which you now have it pinned down, hard. Not going anywhere.
The piggy does exactly what you say. It reaches for its pants, takes out the wallet, and looks into your eyes. You put more weight onto it, making sure it feels every inch of your thick meat as it pulses. This fag is completely full of cock.
"Take out that 20-dollar bill, and give it over to me."
The pig's hand trembles, but it does exactly what you say. You take the twenty in your hand, the same one that is holding its right foot, holding its legs up in the air since you have been using it in the most vulnerable position possible.
And that's when you start to really use that cash cunt. Long, slow strokes, pulling all the way out, then shoving all the way back in. The pig has closed its eyes. It clutches the wallet. It yelps on each downstroke. Your cock it taking up so much space inside of it. You watch the clock overhead and give your slave two minutes of long, slow strokes like this. Then it's time again.
"Time to pay me again, slave."
The pig fag boy opens its eyes immediately, staring right into yours. It uses both hands to open the wallet, then hands you the next bill. You give it a fierce look as you take the twenty from its hands.
Now you drill it very fucking hard. Fast pounding, intense full-length thrusts. You really throw your weight into it. You have completely taken over. You know that you will mark this cash fag's insides. As your territory. You glance up at the clock again. You will continue this level of assault for five minutes. You are in complete control. Meanwhile, it babbles. It grunts. It yelps. It moans. The things it is trying to say are utterly incomprehensible. You have it exactly where you want it. And exactly where it wants and needs to be.
You enter it completely, feel its gaping arselips stretched out and fully and tightly wrapped around the base of your thick and throbbing meat. You stop moving. It is fully occupied by you.
You look at your new cash fag. The cash faggot looks right back at you. For a few long seconds. Its eyes widen. You don't even have to tell it what to do anymore. It understands.
The cash fag grabs its wallet and just hands it up to you with a pleading look in its eyes. It fixes you with a greedy, needy stare. Quietly but clearly, it speaks to you. "Just. Please. Take. Everything."
And you do. You grab its wallet, shove it against the fag's foot that you're holding up in the air, so lewdly exposed. You clutch hard onto the wallet and the foot together.
This gesture of total cash-fag surrender triggers a contraction in your big bullnuts, pilled up against its arsehole, which is fully crammed with your cock. You feel your fat, hard cock begin to spasm. You retract it one last time till your cockhead is at its anal lips, then you slam all the way back inside. You know you are going to cum, and cum very fucking hard.
With the hand not owning the wallet, you reach down and clutch at your new cash faggot's throat to heighten your own orgasm. And you tell it like it is.
"I. Own. You. Cunt." You start to spray massive jets of seed into your new property, filling it with your greedy dominant pleasure. And filling its future days with great promise.
"Yes, Master." That's all it says. Its eyes say everything else.