The Student Daydream.
Part 3
In the last 2 parts I told you about an university admin, who had be court out doing what he should not have been doing and how I got court up in teaching him a lesson in what happens to people who hide/save there viruaristic porn on there computer at work/university.
Until the day in the garage the admin may of fantasied that he would become a sub to some student but he would not have known that he would become the faggot for a group of us.
We left part 2 with him on his knees mouth open waiting to take my cock. By then he had accepted(or it seemed like it to me) that if he did as he was told he was going to be OK. As Dave had said I was feeling horny, why? punishing this guy was making me horny and I have never been slow at getting my cock out. With my cock out and Dave holding the guy down with his arms be-hide his back I moved forward and put my cock to the guys lips, he seemed eager to take it into his mouth. "Suck it faggot" said Dave "hold his head Pete", "make him gag" So I graded his head and started to push him down onto my cock, "right down faggot" he struggled and coughed. That made me want to gag him more but I gave him a very short rest before pushing his head down again cough and again "do it better fag or the disk go's to your boss". A short rest and push again. "he's a dirty faggot chocking on your cock Pete" Said John. "Hay lets go soon, I need a piss" said John. OK, OK "I'm cumming, take it faggot" I held his head hard and started to cumm. The faggot chocked on my cum and I pulled my cock out and started to clean up a bit before putting it back in my pants and zipping up.
Dave moved him self in front of the faggot and now nose to nose. "You understand faggot your going to be our bitch and each week your going to serve us! Right! No that was not a question.", "You do that and I will keep the discs safe". The faggot nodded "yes". "please my money?" the faggot uttered, you could hear the weakness in it's voice. "What money faggot?" John said "The money you tock from my wallet", "thats ours now faggot", "..but..", "but what" barked John. "I need it and it's thef.......", "Your fucking forgetting your place faggot, you ours now" I stepped in "look faggot I not you have a credit card in there, you have any left on the card?", "yes but...", "Use that faggot" "and we'r going to leave now, you stay here for 10mins and then you free to go inside.". "Remember do anything stupid and the discs get sent to your boss and you won't have a job" As we started walking out Dave grabbed the cash from John and throw 10 bucks from the bundle to the faggot "there you are, you can pay the pizza boy tonight with cash, I'm too good to you" and handed the bundle back to John "here you look after that for us.". "See you round faggot"
.....So it turns out that one of the admins in my university likes to spy and photograph the jocks in the locker room and fantasise about them being abused by the coach. The faggot has even been writing some of these fantasises down as if he was the jock, LOL. If you know the faggot, you would know just how still this is. The faggot is flabby, camp, and the complete opposite of a jock or a coach. I have to say being a university most people here would not used the word faggot as we'r fairly tolerant in fact as much as I don't advertise it I am in-fact gay both Dave and John know this but they don't seem to care much. However when it comes to "perverts" it's a anything go's sort of thing and "dirty faggot" is a name that is OK.
So we'r in Dave's car and getting close to the faggots home. "let park round the corner." We park up and walk to the faggots hours, Dave says he can open the garage as me and John are lookouts. "I'm in guys" and we all rush in and close the door. It's a big double garage and we look for places to hide. In the car we decided, when the faggot drove in John would get and close the door and Dave being the biggest of us would grab the faggot. We felt quite OK/Safe doing this as the faggot would lose his job if the dean of the university found the stuff I had copies.
The garage door started to open and the faggot drove in. The door started to close and John go ready to lock it as the faggot got out the car "Hay what you doing...." Dave grabbed the faggot with his hand over he's mouth. "Keep quiet faggot and you want get hurt", John added "much". (After Dave told me that was too fucking easy the faggot is so weak) I held the disks in my hands showing them to the faggot. "You know whats on these, faggot", the faggot sort of tried shaking his head "No", "You will stay silent as we tell you faggot?" Dave asked/ordered. The faggot nodded his head and Dave carefully released his mouth so he could then keep both faggots arms under control.
I said, "Now faggot when I as doing maintenance today I found your dirty secrets." "what" the faggot started to say. John was stand in front of him by now and slapped the faggots face "Shut-up faggot". "Believe me these are just some of your filth copied from your computer. "your not a jock, your not a jock faggot being abused....." a look of realisation come over the faggots face. "I see you now know, I know what you have been doing, filthy faggot". "So John, what did we agree we would do with this filth?", "Faggot, you are going to become what you fantasised about your a faggot and now our faggot bitch" as John said this he searched for the faggots wallet and found it. "on you knees faggot!" Dave said and I am not sure how he did it, it looked like he put his knee in to the back of the faggots knee and the faggot when down to his knees. John had also opened the faggot wallet and removed the notes he found there. "Now open your mouth bitch faggot, your going to suck Pete off", "come on Pete I know your horny", "gag and chock the faggot with your cock", "the bitch faggot wants it, don't you faggot" and all the faggot did was open his mouth as I opened my fly.......
Many of my blogs are true but for this one you will have to make up your own minds. ;-)
For many starting a university including me, the first days at university are full of excitement, confusion, finding your way. Yer sure you had done this sort of thing every time you have changed school and by now you should be better at it. You know how to make new friends, you can spot the jock, lads, swat, teacher pet, brown-noser and faggot! On the staff side you get to know the not to cross paths with, the straits, the easy going, the twist round your little finger and the faggot! O yes there are faggots on both sides of the fence.
I started my university life doing a IT course. You know as much as nerds may not be the most out going many have found out how to find the best porn and keep it secret, Think about it, as someone who makes and fixes peoples computers you get to know what it is to be trusted. People need to know that what ever you may find when your fixing there machine will not be shared with others. You know there is a strange thing that happens when people start trusting you, it makes you want to keep the secrets.
After two moths of the year course (some of us will be going on to do our degrees in IT) Two or three of us started doing maintenance and problem shooting for the university admin office. So I become a regular face in the office and go to chatting with the staff. There was this one man in the office that we soon come to think must be at least Bi if not 100% gay (he calmed to have a wife). OK and we all know that even men with wives can be not only gay but a faggot as well. This man turned out to be a faggot. He was very carful to make sure he always logout of he browser and computer when we came to do the maintenance routine.
Well me being me just had to take a look. I did not think I would find anything as we are all told to be careful to logout and things when we leave. But hay I tock a look any way and the first port of call is the browser cash (at that time browser where very simple things and there was no history or incognito mode) Almost right away I found the pics and stories. All of man and young man at that none looked much older than 18 and then I noted some who's faces I recognised, man at this university. I was running out of time so I got a box of disks and copied some of the folders, I wanted to check there and the stories I found. O and could I be trusted 100% ? Well I finished cleaning things and when back to the lab.
Some of us would spend some time in the lab between lunch and the first afternoon lectures. I started going thought the disks I had copied and yes some of them had photo's(all be it very low res) of men at this university. This would be very bad for the admin staff member if anyone found out. Not only had he been taking pictures but the pictures where taken in secrete in the locker/changing rooms. I put the photo's to one side and started reading one of the stories. It was about one of the football players and coach getting sucked off.
Suddenly a hand on my shoulder, "Why you have there Pete?" s**t there's now hiding it. "I was doing maintenance on the puffs computer in the office and found these." I was never able to lye. "Lets see" as Dave leant over to push the mouse around the screen. "Fuck mate this is sick, what we going to do?", "Hand it to the prof..." said John but Dave interrupted "We could have some fun with the faggot", "What do you mean?", "Just scare him a bit, make the faggot pay and stop this twisted dirty s**t". "You know his address, Pete, you get it for us". "We'll go to his house and wait for him." "He has a car and I think a garage", "I can get in to it and we can wait there and ambush him when he gets home". "then what....", "we'll think of something", "lets go"......
As ordered, I have pulled together some thing I expressed to you in chastity, Sir.
- I hope you slept better than I did, Master. The intense discomfort would remind me that the cage was on, which would make me so horny straining against the cage.
- Just went to the grocery store. The feeling of the cage tugging at my blue balls in front of all those people was intense and humbling, Sir.
- I feel like I am radiating my sub status to everyone around me, Sir. It makes me feel like such a low, pathetic faggot.
Sincerely,
Your slave
Or a cautionary tail.
How embarrassing can things get. In "First sight of ugly trany". I tell you of a trany that was locked outside a friends house for all to see. Dressed like a pantomime dame with a bad wig, a tight yellow jumper, pencil skirt, a bum length fake for coat, 6" stiletto shoes. Add to this the fake boobs with pins on the inside so if they where poked/prodded and fondled, the pins would be painful for the trany. I know we should all be accepting of goodness knows what now-days but I still giggle to my self when I remember this day.
As it turns out the couple who's flat the trany was outside, the trany and me all have the same interests outside and inside the world of kink. This man was much older and could be seen as the "Go To Man" for DIY and making things. In fact the notorious fake pinned boobs where one set of 4 or 5 all different sizes and shapes made from the polyurethane foam that builders use to fill large gaps between pipes and walls.
Each time I went to see this man for something un-kink related after the while he would turn the talk to being kinky. A really needy and annoying faggot. The conversation would go along the lines of: "Now we have made this....... you could get Janet to type up the instructions, you could have her tied to the chair with this." Then he would pull out a gag with a stick and rubber end. "You could demand Janet use this to type the documents and not release her until she is finished, but this is not that story.
I was at the trany's house before I needed to go shopping. "Sir do you need Janet the chauffeur?" In my head a big sigh. "Yes that will be nice." "Change in to the blond wig and small boobs with your chauffeur outfit." "Sir do you not want Janet with big boobs?" "No Janet as they don't fit the outfit" "what about having the handcuffs Sir? and the lockable shoes?" "Yes lock them on Janet" Janet disappeared in to the back room and a little later Janet the chauffeur hobbled out. You can just see the face-plant. I have missed out one detail, a home made metal penis/chastity cage under the pencil skirt.
Unlike a real chauffeur I had to put her in the car which had been modified to allow a chain to go from the penis cage to the dashboard and locked in place. We would first drive to a quirt protected by trees and thick bushes layby near the shops I wanted to go to. Before I got out Janet's hands would be handcuffed behind the head rest. I would then rub Janet's legs moving my hands higher and higher as if she was a woman and my hands were searching for her clit under her skirt. At this point I had not really considered the sexuality. Then I got out the car and went to the drivers door as I needed to get my cock sucked. Opening the door Janet know what I wanted and tried to do her best at giving me a blow job. When she knew I was getting close he pulled off and asked me to make a mess of her chauffeur uniform but I did not want that so I said OK but suck me for a bit more and I came in her mouth. At that point I had a ball gag in my hand and before Janet could say any thing else I put the ball gag in and buckled the strap at the back of her head. I checked Janet was OK and she nodded her head. So I closed and locked the car and headed for the shops. It would be about 40mins before I would get back.
On the way back I see blue light between the trees. O fuck police, what do I do? At this distance I could see the light on the roof of the car but I don't think they could see me, I decided to try and play it cool as if I did not know the faggot in the car. I will never know if that was the right thing as while I was still about 200 yards from the exit of the layby the police car left. I will also never know why they did not stop me as they passed buy I am glad they did not. I was trying so hard just to walk as if I was walking home from the shops. As I reached the layby I checked to see if I was being watched before I walked down behind the trees. The car was still there, Janet was still there and the ball gag was out her mouth. I unlocked the car and unlocked Janet. "What happened with the police?" "They saw the car and was going to brake the windows to get me out." "Managed to spit the gag out and shout" "Please no I am OK" "I am OK" "My wife will be back soon" "Its a game" "Sorry, Please"............. I still don't know why or how Janet persuaded the police to leave. Now unlocked "are you OK to drive? because I think we should get going"
I know many of you have asked for the next part of "Ugly Tranny." and "How I met my first love." OK these will come.
Many of my blogs hark back to the days when a cold night on the streets of London would not be a problem, but this one comes from a later date when at the fist sign of a grey cloud my joints aches.
Being a lad who was at home with my first computer at 13 I was at the very start of the internet and little did I know that 40(ish) years later I would be having a real time chat including photo's, video and little smiling faces. In fact for years I has resisted the little smily faces but hay life changes.
Moving on to 2016 and I had got to grips with this search engine and that search engine and what is now the ubiquitous google. I am sure I have done some searching I should not have and a few times made sure I was on a public internet service(hot spot). I take the view that if my IP says I am at Athens Airport then who am I. Any why the point is I found findom/cashdom during my on going non stop hunt for good porn.
Finding a chatroom, after doing all the things needed to join the site I started just sitting on the sidelines just reading the way the posts where going. I noted people kept say (a word) to one of the subs in the room and it appeared the sub was reacting well most of the time. I noted some of the people said the word and were not getting a reaction at all. A example that even a self confessed faggot has those it likes, those it does not like and those who just don't do it for them.
It was as I was reading these messages and sometimes saying the word my self and got a reaction I sent a private messages to the faggot, go a replay. We connected on skype and started our private chat. I started to find my self in the finedom world. I started to note that I was chatting more than what you might call demanding. Reading "How I met my first love" you will see that this is how it works for me. My BF and faggots kneel down to me not because I demand it but because it's just the right thing for them to do. I find this way people open up to me, some with "secrets" and "triggers" that don't work every time but they do most times. I like public play abusing a faggot in public and chatrooms but private skype works well and I have a better range of those little smiling faces I said I avoided earlier, some have cute animation. When chatting with the faggot using "the word" I also found one, a red devil with nashing teeth and the "little red devil" was born.
The little red devil. Always wants his way but has a note of mischief, naughtiness and fun just like a little imp. He has a personality of his own like my avatar or calling card. When the faggot see him he knows it's time to play and it's not going to stop until he is payed to go away. That way the faggot can tell me when he need to stop without telling me. Sometimes the little devil will go to s***p for a little while, just to wake up again but I always know when enough is enough (maybe)?
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.
The last blog took place in 1989 in this one we'll jumping from 1989 to 1999.
At the age of 33 I done a few things that in hindsight I would not have done but I have no regrets well maybe one or two but there for an other time. My now I had had 2 full time loves a hole string of one night stands and blowjobs a few d*****n bi-sexual encounters but never a woman when I was sober. Well this is the story of the day that changed. My first time with a woman when sober, how ever still as kinky as many of my other encounters.
Three years before my second love had left me and for the first time after I was 21, I was living allown and was loving the freedom that brings even though it had taken a long time to get used to that. I had my own flat, my own friends and a job I liked. I had my hobby including CB radio (yes I'm a sad geek), electronics, photography(I had friends help me DIY my bathroom so I could use it as a darkroom for my B&W photography). The block of flats I was in was set-aside for single people and so there was a lot of time in each others flats all fairly normal stuff, most of the people in the block of 89 flats where straight, some gay and as far as I know a transexual that passed as a woman very well, all be it quite tall at 5.10. What was nice was that we where all out to each other. Mind you as I think you may all know by know I was never in.
I had meet this one guy(straight) who was in to CB and one day we where having a coffee in his flat and chatting over the CB to some mates. A couple of nights before I had shared some d***k stories with him. Any way he turned to be and said "a friend of mine will be online soon, if I remember you might be up for some kink? with a woman?" Well what should I say but "OK I'm up for most things". My CB mate told me that he had been talking about me to his mate who asked him if he would ask me if I would be up for a 3 some with his wife. WTF why do this things fall into my lap LOL, my friend said he could arrange it over the CB for "when?" "Next Sunday", "He wants you to do some kinky stuff............." but you'll find out what was said as this blog go's on.
Sunday morning, spent cleaning up the house and making sure I had the handcuffs chins and blindfold and small light cat of 9 ready. The plan was that at 3 I would leave the door unlocked and be waiting in the sitting room for the couple to arrive. The husband that I meat before hand to have a d***k and get to know a little, was going to blindfold his wife before they came in the flat and lead her to a chair in the bed room where she would be chained to the chair. The husband would then come to the sitting room and I would have half an hour to play with the wife.
Well 3 o'clock came and I was in the sittingroom with the door to my flat open. The husband came in got the blindfold, put it on his wife and lead her in then I heard the chains being locked and he come into the room. He put a finger to his lips in a sign to say be quart. He whispered to me that his wife had asked that I don't speak, Of cause I agreed to this. He then said right you have 30mins maybe longer.
I when into the bedroom and there was his wife changed to the chair legs apart wearing cream lace and silk, very slim almost boy like with blond short hair and small be well formed breasts. I started from her back with some gentle kissing round the neck and a kiss, only one on the mouth. This was a limit that had been agreed on, no kissing on the mouth, strange I know. I broke that limit because I felt it only right, you can't have sex without kissing. Then gently kissing over the breasts and down to her navel. At the same time gently working her nipples. The I stand up and walk round her picking up the whip and started running the tails over her body, gently whipping her breasts, legs getting harder and loving the sharp intake of breath. After a little bed she says "can you put me on the bed?" So I relice her from the chair and take her to the bed. I had anchor points on the legs of the bed so was able to easily spread eagle her. and gave her another kiss and put the cat back to work. "please use you teeth", I lay on top of her and start to gently nibble all around here breasts and nipples, she nods down and I take the meaning and start moving my teeth down here body to her navel and she nods more. "My clit" she almost panted. This was all a first, for me but the kink of the situation must have masked my nervousness at this. It's a little like being d***k, I know my lips, tong and teeth found the spot and if the moaning was anything to go by I defo hit the spot a number of times. Any way I am unsure of how long it was but I heard her husband open the bedroom door. We had agreed that would be the single for me to wank and come over her tits. Then I left her anchored to the bed and left the room, when to the sitting room while her husband undid her and they both left the apartment. That night I wanked of two, three or more times thinking about it.
I would have loved to do it gain and did get a phone call from the husband once to give me a message from his wife that I was the first Man ever to give her three orgasms at one time. Why they never came back I don't know. All I can say is maybe it was a one off thing for them. I will close this blog by saying it gave me a lot of confidence.
I am sure Y/you all know the drinking card game "Kings". This is similar, with a few small changes, and a single King: the One you serve (or you are, cheers Mate and hello thanks for reading). This game is best played c2c (cam-to-cam), but there's an added element of inventive fun if played over private message (DM) chat, where the Alpha can simply make up what the next card will be (evidently only naming each card once).
Let's begin with the rules, as suited to findom (financial domination):
King, Rules of Gameplay:
Any 2: Send 200 tips.
Any 3: Send 300 tips.
Any 4: Send 400 tips.
Any 5: If available, the sub rolls a dice, and sends five times that number.
Example: roll 3, send 150 tips. If not, the Alpha chooses a random multiple between 1-6, and the sub sends 5x that multiple.
Any 6: Dick-related punishment. A personal favourite of Mine involves hot sauce.
Any 7: Free task.
Any 8: List eight things you adore about your Alpha.
For every hesitation to think, send 50 tips. For any repetition, send 100 tips. If cannot think of 8 things, send 800.
Any 9: Wild card. Personally, I like to lean into the sub's interests here: anal play, sissy plan, piss play, pain play, feet, etc.
Any 10: sub chooses any amount, and sends. This can be a free turn if the tributes are intense.
Any Jack: sub may touch itself for as long as Alpha allows.
Example: Specific number of strokes, or with set number of fingers, or set time. I like to let it jack so long as it can hold its breath.
Any Queen: Send equal to the sub's age in tips times ten. ie Age x 10 = tips sent.
Any Ace: Alpha gives sub a task. The sub must send in tips based on how long it takes to complete it in seconds.
Example: 10 pushups takes 30 seconds. Send 300. As always, x10 factor in play.
Any King: Alpha chooses any amount for the sub to send. Fourth King: Game over.
Enjoy the fun, and would love feedback on gameplay and overall experiences between Masters and slaves.
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