I was born to make you feel small and insignificant- you will honor and obey all my commands. You were born to serve
You are weak- you will always be so. You deserve nothing- you are a slave. You need not telling for you already know this.
You dream of being crushed- you yearn to be a man’s toilet- you are weak
You mouth is for cleaning, your body is for destruction- you have no power- you have no control.
You chase us- but we pity you- you are worthless
Pig
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
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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After a hiatus of around 6 months, I am back on the site, same profile name as before, and looking to reconnect with lots of people again. I thought it better to disconnect completely, and only rejoin when i was ready to connect with people again, and commit to being a dom Master on here again.
Looking forward to talking to you all. Come and say hello. Iwill respond as soon as I can
I come on here, with the expectation of having fun, chatting, possibly cracking a few jokes, and of course getting tips/gifts.
This morning I tried cracking a joke and instead of the other person messaging me to say that he didn't find it funny or to say "sorry CB, you got it wrong" he just instantly blocked me, I tried reaching out on another platform to find out what I done wrong and to apologise.
Since this morrnings blocking, I have looked at myself on this site and to be fair and honest, I feel like I am not welcome anymore, I feel like am getting pushed out and that people only speak to me if am the only one in chat or just to be pleasant.
I have come to the conclusion that when I can withdraw all my tips I will and then will delete my profile as I don't want to be a burden to anyone, also I don't want to be in chat where I am not welcome.
I know most will see this as negativity, but it is how I feel, I will think about staying or rejoining, but I will have to be made feel welcome, 😢😢
Oh, baby, let me take you on a journey through the explicit encounter I had with my disobedient sub. They couldn't resist testing my limits, and I was more than ready to show them the consequences of their actions.
As I entered the room, the air was thick with anticipation. The sub stood before me, eyes downcast, on their knees, knowing they had crossed a line. My voice dripped with authority as I commanded them to strip, revealing their naked vulnerability.
With a devilish grin, I picked up the paddles, each one promising a different level of intensity. I started with a gentle tap, building the anticipation. Their skin reddened with each strike, but it only fueled my desire for more. I reveled in the power I held over my cumrag, knowing that every flick of my wrist sent waves of pleasure coursing through their body.
But punishment wasn't enough to satiate my hunger. I craved their surrender, their complete obedience. I ordered them to open wide, and with firmness, I gagged them, rendering them unable to speak. Their muffled cries of pleasure only heightened the intensity of the moment, a symphony of desire echoing throughout the room.
In search of new heights, I introduced them to the world of watersports, exploring the taboo nature of urine play. The warm streams cascaded over their body, mingling with their moans of ecstasy. The sensation of being drenched in my golden shower pushed them deeper into subspace, their senses overwhelmed by the unapologetic indulgence in their most forbidden desires.
But we both craved more, a deeper connection, a more intimate union. With meticulous care, I prepared them for the ultimate act of penetration – fisting. Slowly, I stretched their eager opening, inch by inch, until they were fully impaled by my hand. Their body yielded to my touch, the sensation of being completely filled driving them to the brink of ecstasy. It was an act of absolute surrender, a testament to their complete trust in me.
And let's not forget about the intoxicating world of Findom. As their ultimate Dom, I asserted control over their finances, exploiting their submissive desires to serve and please me. They willingly opened their wallets, showering me with monetary tributes and gifts, fulfilling their desire to be financially dominated. The power exchange intensified, as their obedience extended beyond the physical realm and into the realm of their bank accounts.
Together, we danced on the edge of pleasure and pain, exploring the boundaries of our desires, both in the physical and financial realms. The room was filled with the sounds of slaps, moans, and the intoxicating scent of sex, while the allure of Findom added an extra layer of power dynamics to our encounter. It was an encounter that pushed the limits of our connection, leaving us both trembling in the aftermath of such intense pleasure.
Let me know if anyone would like to see the video or take a chat with me ;)
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 ✌️
This blog will have a topic that will probably never go away with the findom community - toxic people.
The most retarded, obnoxious and probably the dumbest people in fіndom.
On this site, in six months, I saw many different people, with different characters, behavior, philosophy, life, and so on. All of them are unusual, with their own history and principles of life, each different and each interesting in its own way. It seems that everything is perfect, but on this scene they appear - toxic. It is difficult to comment on what kind of people these are, but in general they are unpleasant people. And to my surprise, there are many of them not only among Dom, but also among subs who purposefully came to the site to obey others. If it's a Dom, then that's understandable, but being male doesn't make you dominant, or a Dom, or anything but an creature, even worse, creatures can understand and some Doms can't. A real dominant can only be a person who proved all this not in words, but in deed, with his authority, skill, position in society and many other things. Be people, not creatures.
And now about some subs, well, if Dom is doing it, he chose such a role, but he has no knowledge, then how to explain some subs... Complete disrespect both to his colleagues and to authoritative Doms on the site. This is just nonsense, I understand that there are different situations, events, emotions and much more, but when it is on a permanent basis, then many questions arise. The main thing is that you have forgotten here, if you do not follow the rules and behave, in the best case, as an egoist. Many questions remain for both sides, but for another time for sure.
At the end of this small blog, I will say - personally, fortunately, I have not met such people on the site, I received all the stories from other people on the site and in other applications. Fortunately, a large number of such individuals, I am informed, have already left the site, but not all.
Also, no one objects to your presence on the site, you don't need to wear someone else's mask, be yourself, but remain human and have at least some moral values.
That's all, thank you for your attention, everyone have a nice day, fun, entertainment and health 😉😁👍
by DorianTheAlpha
Now, I will preface in saying this is My opinion, though one I know it is shared across hundreds of Superiors. That said, you may well find a Master that views s********n differently than I describe here. If so, I weep for you because you'll never know the bliss of true sacrifice to serve your Master's pleasure.
Let's begin by listing off the excuses so many pretenders enjoy bleating to Masters Who've heard these tired lines a thousand times before:
- i am student/jobless right now, but i can serve You in other ways.
- i want to send to You, but i need to trust You first.
- i might be open to sending, but financial domination is not My primrary kink.
- i was mistreated by a previous Alpha, i need to recover before i can worship You.
- i have no money to send, but i can be Your promo/task slave.
If this is you: you are the worst kind of wasted space in findom and kink as a whole. These aren't reasons; they're excuses. Do better. Redefine yourself to serve His pleasure first and solely.
There are countless others, equally transparent, equally boring, equally self-branding "block me: i'm a waste of time".
This article is meant as instruction, and as motivation. Like all habits, starting with a few easy steps will lead to undertaking the harder ones. In time, you can be the best slave you can be by incorporating all of these and more. Internalize the spirit of these habits to truly devote the entirety of yourself to your Master.
1. Work harder, smarter, longer.
Secure a raise or bonus? That portion goes to your Master. Great night of tips? Those are Alpha's. Win a payout, lottery, jackpot, raffle, contest? Guess whose: your Owner, silly pet. Get a second job, or third, gigging: Uber, tutoring. Suck cock if you can get paid for guzzling cum in your Master's name. Be creative, and proactive.
2. Cut back on luxuries and indulgences.
Don't buy meals out. Meal prep, and make that coffee/tea at home. Skip the steak, and eat chicken or beans. Fast intermittently if your health allows it. d***k less, or not at all. Only Alpha Men consume fine spirits; you get hooch if anything. Forget about tobacco, weed, parties: they are revelries for Superior Males. Designer labels, latest tech, new toys of any kind... these have no place in a cash slave's world.
3. Simplify your lifestyle.
Forget the Uber: walk, bike or commute. Don't bother with a flagship smartphone when a budget model will do. Take cold showers and reduce your heating/AC to send your Master those savings. Workout? Cancel that gym membership, and go train outside. Sell your appliances and wash your dishes and/or clothes by hand. Which leads Me too...
4. Sell your valuables.
Collectibles: magazines, comic books, video games, watches, vintage items, etc. Jewelry, needless gadgets, vehicles, sex toys (looking at you sissies). Anything you are guilty of from #2, sell — that's a simple starting point. What feels more right: you owning $1,000+ of superficial goods you could do without, or placing that cash into your Master's powerful hands, where it belongs?
I have likely missed ideas here. What matters is starting small, being accountable to improve through sacrifice, communicating your commitments to your Master, and most or all: sending as soon as you have cash to do so. The longer your Master's money stays with you, the lazier you are being, slave.
Read, act, send. Or pretend that you are already doing "enough" for your Alpha, as if that is even possible.
We always deserve more...
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