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. 😂😂😂
There once was a man named John who felt lost and unfulfilled in his life. He had a good job and a comfortable home, but something was missing. He felt like he was going through the motions every day, without any real purpose or meaning.
One day, John met a man named Peter who was in need of help. Peter was disabled and required assistance with many of the tasks that most people take for granted. John was hesitant at first, unsure if he had the time or the energy to take on such a responsibility. But something about Peter's situation touched him, and he decided to give it a try.
At first, John struggled with the demands of helping Peter. He had to adjust his schedule and make sacrifices in order to provide the necessary assistance. But as time went on, he found that he was gaining a sense of fulfillment and purpose from his service to Peter. He enjoyed the satisfaction of helping another person, and he found that his own life was enriched by the experience.
As John continued to serve Peter, he found that his relationships with others also improved. He became more patient, more understanding, and more compassionate. He realized that the key to true fulfillment in life was not in material possessions or personal achievement, but in serving others.
And so, John continued to serve Peter with a smile on his face and a sense of joy in his heart, knowing that he was making a difference in someone else's life, and that his own life was all the better for it.
After our first meeting, I ordered subhuman to write an account from it's point of view. This is what it wrote:
Sir below details todays experience - let it know if you'd like further elaboration or told differently
firstly met Sir in the car park - it forgets the exact statement now but Sir immediately gave slave an impression of his superiority when it answered what it thought was a question but it was an actual statement and Sir told slave so.
beginning walk slave was to walk ahead (there was actually an element of vulnerability at walking in front of Sir that it enjoyed also ) approaching the first muddy dip slave was ordered onto the ground for Sir to use as a doormat/bridge over the muck protecting His Superior Waders from the muck. It enjoys the fact that it's body and clothing are seen of lesser importance than Sirs Waders - slave being an object to be made use of - its comfort, cleanliness, warmth etc of being no concern to Sir - just its degradation to being an object for Sir to use
This continued a number of times - sometimes Sir starting to walk over slave on its leg sometimes straight onto back.
Approaching a deeper wetter puddle slave made the mistake of walking over it and bypassing - Sir instructed it to always walk through a puddle when it sees one not to avoid. This made its feet wet and cold and muddy. It enjoyed the fact that Sir chose where it was permitted to walk and the fact it didn't have the protection of a suit or waders that Sir had. Enjoyed fact Sir doesn't care how wet or muddy slaves clothes get just that he enjoyed the humiliation of the slave being exposed filthy and subhuman beneath Himself and His superior waterproof and warm clothing.
There was then a failed attempt for slave to try and give Sir a shoulder high. Was disappointed it wasn't able to do it and have Sir ride it like an a****l for his pleasure - his waders rubbing their muck off on its clothing as he rode it.
Approaching a bench Sir was now about to permit it to lick clean his dirty waders. Ordering slave to check no walkers approaching first (somehow it was glad to check as such public exposure would not be something it would enjoy), it was then ordered to kneel in front of Sirs boots. It began licking. Appreciate Sir has told that it's skills were inadequate but if it's any form of defence it struggles here whether to do what it wants to do await orders or how to lick them - if that makes sense. The boots were indeed very filthy and the muck and debris soon filled its mouth. It enjoyed it so much - the humiliation of it all - the fact it's an object and it's mouth is seen as nothing but an object for Sir or order to clean his boots. Partly into this Sir pointed out that it had not paid for the privilege to lick them clean - so it handed over the money to Sir and Him. It was ordered onto cleaning the soles. Something most would consider disgusting but something that slave sees itself as being the object for such a job. Sir ordered it to start using its teeth to get the dirt out of the grooves. Again it's mouth filled even moreso with dirt and it was a struggle to spit it all out. Slave continued onto the other boot which had much thicker clumped up bits of mud to work off. Then followed some hand standing from Sir.
Continuing the walk - we eventually came to much muddier walkways where slave was ordered to lie in the mud to be used as a bridge for Sir and it found itself sinking in the mud and getting cold and wet. Think Sir enjoyed this moreso as did slave - not that slaves enjoyment is of importance. This is also i think where Sir asked if it's pain threshold was high which slave thinks it is and then Sir tested this against slaves hands and body and neck. Pressing harder into slave. wrong as it sounds it just felt right to have Sirs boots pressing down onto its hands.
Finding a tree stump Sir climbed on top of it - which was the perfect height for slave to again proceed with bootlicking and for Sir to have a superior vantage point over slave. Sir said it was a pity there was no manure to stomp in for slave to lick clean off and would slave enjoy that - slave replied that if Sir would enjoy it then slave would as that's what was important.
Leaving that area we actually came across some horse manure which Sir stomped in but we soon found others in the forest and it thinks the moment passed to torment its cleaning hole further by ordering it to clean such off his soles.
Getting back to the car park slave waited obediently by Sirs car to be dismissed as Sir changed. Sir asked slave what it was going to do when it got home and it i advised Sir it would order the items from his list that he had provided it previously. Sir was m amused by the state of slaves outfit and asked to take a pic which slave conceded to - slave was then dismissed.
Not sure if this is something of interest to note but getting home and showering etc but it's feet got so dirty the muck was ingrained in its toe nails, it's hands also needed quite a scrub. Also it kept finding bits of grit in and around it's teeth hours after serving.
Amused slave that it requires such an amount of cleaning and Sir was basically immaculate.
Hope that it hasn't disappointed in any way with the above story. It was really an honour to serve you today Sir and it looks forward to improving in the future - would welcome any tips on how it can better perform and impress Sir
I round the corner... and it's frozen. Locking eyes, overcome by the sheer presence. Their mind melts into Me. Then and there, innately: s********n. Nothing more than a gaze. Overwhelmed by the moment, silent steps take us to a nearby ATM. Only the wind's whistle cuts the quiet, until buttons begin to click. The machine’s wheels sputter hundreds from a slot into kneeling hands... then into Mine. A knowing grin glows against a newly-lit cigar as I feel the grip of domination take hold. Counting out as it's handed to Me, a thick and burning ash builds. Smoke billows around us as the machine slows. Silence once more. Submissive lips kiss each leather boot as a pitiful tongue cleans them carefully in desperate gratitude. Through the toe caps, I can feel the trembling in each lick. Stolid, I tower over My new property. It’s all so easy. Effortless. And as I ash into a begging gaping mouth, I turn to go with thousands anew. In the distance, the faintest whimpering... “Thank you, Master.”
Just as every Alpha deserves.
Bring it to life, betas.
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