When I came to this wonderful website, the second time
around, in the first few hours I was encouraged to leave the site and head to
another platform. I smiled. I understood the ‘game’. The ‘Dom’ who insisted I
walked away from this site so that MasterOfAll would receive nothing for his incredible
efforts, then demanded, within the first few seconds of our engagement, £100. The
Dom wasn’t remotely interested in me, he didn’t care whether I was happy or
not, he wanted money. I declined his demand and he was churlishly, childishly furious and
has tried, at occasional intervals, to convince me and more importantly himself,
that what he was doing was right and that I am a fool.
What a load of old bollocks! There are no rules in this findom world. Everyone, whether Dom or sub, chooses their own unique path. I don’t subscribe to the rules set by others and that makes a great many men quite cross. For them, I have only this to say: I don’t care. I have my own rules, designed to keep me safe in a dark, deceptive world. Treat me with respect and you’ll receive my respect. Treat me like a fool and I’ll assume you are a fool. Behave impatiently, ungraciously, greedily and with an uncalled-for callousness and I will slam the door in your face. I'd rather be alone and unowned forever than to be the slave of a liar.
I'm submissive but not everywhere, and I’m here to find a
good man and to give to him the best of myself. The best isn’t just cold, easy money
but care, respect, devotion, decency and even my love. I'm not easy but treat me honestly, patiently, compassionately and who knows, I might be all yours…
Without getting into a deep and meaningful, he's my mate first and foremost. The fact he's a priest doesn't phase me.
Now, him giving godly advice to people facinates me. How ever, he did say something I thought was quite insightful..
If you ask for patience. God isnt going to give you patience, he will bless you with the opportunity to be patient.
I'm not comparing myself to any kind of deity, but if you want an opportunity to serve, say hello.
I'm sure we can find some common ground. Especially if your servitude isn't based in a sexual thing. Sometimes servitude is enough to give you the validation you need.
You have my blessing to reach out.
Feb 15th
FF: "I've been gone for a few weeks. I wanted to let you know i have no interest in continuing this, as you have probably assumed. You are a very smart man, and a decent person but this isn't working for me as I imagined. I wish you nothing but happiness and success in your endeavors."
DG " My point is: what does you telling me this serve to accomplish? Nothing. I do not benefit; only you do. It is selfish, and burdens my time with no upside.
I am pointing out your egotistical impulse to crawl back here just to tell me you're leaving... it is as futile as it is asinine. If you aren't pleasing me, you don't exist to me. All this little return has done is remind me that you do no exist.
Quiet old man: attempting wisdom for sake of your age suits you poorly. "
The only reason I post it here now as he claims to not "recall" this chat from Feb 15, and has blocked me. He is either a liar or brain damaged to not "recall" this. No actual Alpha Dom acts this way, at least in my book. Not if they want long term tributation. Good looks are only 10% of being an Alpha. The rest is Honor and Confidence. I hope to find a real one eventually,
Young Danish Alpha male seeks humble beta males who will worship a 22 year old straight dominant Master. You are a miserable pathetic paypigs who will enjoy paying me to be superior to you. If you're lucky, you'll be allowed to see my naughty pictures both solo and when I'm playing with my friends.
You will not be able to make demands and I offer you to dominate and humiliate you in Danish for Danish subjects. If you want, you can also buy your Masters filled condoms with nice protein for slaves. Maybe you'd rather buy used sweaty underpants so you can sniff where my alpha male cock has been and let your Master's piss drip into the underpants.
If you have special wishes for me to get remote access to your computer via TeamViewer, that is also an option. Can also offer you Small Penis Humiliation where I humiliate your clit.
Keyholder - if you want your Master to have the key and control when you can be released again. Then you can also get the opportunity for this. Write you pathetic lowly slave.
YOUR MASTER
Subs are people. They may need support, understanding and aftercare. That aftercare is your responsibility as a dom.
Now Steve and his servitude has raised a question in my mind.
I'm all for servitude. I'm going to write a list maybe of all the tasks I might let him perform.
However.
It's a busy office and stupid Sue has her eyes everywhere.
Yes its my company. But at what point am I going to have a conversation with HR about workplace 'bullying'.
His accounts job spec doesn't include bringing me tea or picking up the hole punch holes...
People are going to notice.
Maybe I need to terminate Sues contract.
Or get Steve his own dungeon office where he can do the accounts in his underpants in peace.
Stupid Sue.
Stupid pathetic Steve. I hope you read this. You are causing me trouble wuth your slavey ways.
I'm off for coffee..
Whos gonna pay?
Sometimes, everyone feels ashamed of themselves, be it something the desire, something they have done, something that is part of them, something they long to change or even wish had never happened.
While we often fail to discuss things like that seriously often dismissing them as a joke, the feeling of being ashamed everyone understands. Yet in a kink like this where perfectionism often comes out it is easy for those that are different to feel ashamed and try and hide.
Switches become ashamed of their 'other' side.
Those who may have bi tendencies become ashamed of the 'gay' side
Those who see themselves as too fat or too thin, become ashamed of their own bodies.
And then there are the deeper things people feel ashamed for, the things that have happened to them or are hidden from everyone.
Earlier I posted a reimbursement for something which, I will openly admit I wasn't sure if i should or not, I felt ashamed to do so because it showed I wasn't 'perfect' there was something wrong with me. Now at first glance, you may very well think there is nothing there that's unusual so why would you feel ashamed, however if you read the post fully you will understand that the reason for the shame is that we live in a world and are part of a community which often makes one feel everything has to be perfect.
And by posting that I have openly admitted that my body isn't perfect as it is broken .
Disabilities take many forms but ultimately those with them face the same reaction, "Something wrong with them" and pitted or even ridiculed for it.
But the reason i decided to post it was so that others felt they could be honest an open about things and know they aren't alone. All it takes is one person to do something unexpected to allow for change
and remember inside each of us there is a new version waiting to burst free like a phoenix from the ashes
In the days that followed their chance meeting, Darius found himself unable to shake thoughts of Nathan from his mind. His presence lingered like a haunting melody, drawing Darius back to that electrifying moment in the ballroom.
It was a crisp autumn afternoon when a courier arrived at his office, delivering a sleek envelope with his name embossed in elegant script. Curious, he opened it to find an invitation to an exclusive event hosted by Nathan himself.
Heart racing, he read the details: an intimate gathering at his private residence, promising an evening of intrigue and indulgence.
Darius’s pulse quickened at the thought of seeing him again, of delving deeper into the enigma that was Nathan.
With a mix of excitement and trepidation, he accepted the invitation, feeling a thrill of anticipation course through his veins. Little did he know, this would mark the beginning of a journey that would challenge his perceptions of control and obedience in ways he never thought possible.
As the night of the event approached, Darius found himself consumed by a whirlwind of emotions. Part of him longed to explore the depths of desire that Nathan awakened within him, while another part hesitated, fearful of what lay beyond the threshold of his comfort zone.
But deep down, he knew that he couldn't resist the pull of the unknown, the magnetic allure of a man who promised to unlock the hidden depths of his soul.
With a determined resolve, Darius prepared himself for the evening ahead, steeling his nerves for whatever lay in store. Little did he know, the journey he was about to embark on would test him in ways he never thought possible, pushing him to the very limits of his desires and beyond.
Echos of fallen respect, mediocrity and fakery.
Servitude shouldn't be requested.
It should just happen.
Like Steve in accounts.
I don't ask for a cuppa. He just brings it to me.
He even emptied my bin, even though we have cleaners, he just, emptied it.
(Thinking about it, maybe he'll go through it and try to get enough info to hack our bank accounts.... maybe he'll need sacking on monday)
Anyway.
If you want to serve.
Serve.
The only words I know are "yes, my master"
My biggest dream is a gang bang. Making many men squirt at the same time makes me extremely happy.
I don't have to be asked for sex either. If you feel the urge to fuck me, no matter where, then use me and don't pay attention to what I want.
What do you think of me? Would you use me unrestrainedly?
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