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ITS JOURNEY ON OF TO DATE

Six years ago I was ordered to join OF by my first Master. Not really understanding the ethics and what would be expected of me, I joined. This Master was well known in OF and it was clear that he wanted to show that not only had he'd lured a possible slave to join OF but also to own this slave before he even had time to speak with other masters. My first few weeks were full on and every time I was in the lounge chatting my master would appeared to make sure no one was trying to lure me away. I was more than naïve then and I saw his OF name meaning something totally different to what it did. Really a huge clue into what made him tick, but I missed it! We never met in person and our session were on Skype. I was given orders of what to wear and do and my training moved forward. As the time went he drew me into things that were not of my choice and I begged to leave his stable, looking back at that time now I think he wanted to keep face with other masters so he changed his demands slightly but still pushing me to get involved in things I was not prepared to do, nothing dangerous, just not my scene. I finally quit and left his stable. I had a break from OF and when I returned I found that he too had left. I actually then, not being owned, had a chance to chat and learn from other masters. The masters were still demanding and hoping I would beg one of them to allow me to join their stable. After a few months I had narrowed my choices down to four Masters who I could see were genuine and ones I could respect and learn from, by now I was certainly a slave, although, years before, I had been a top which now didn't enter my head.

I finally decided and after an hour long on the phone I begged one Master to consider me to be allowed to join his stable, where he already had a few slaves. His reply was he would let me know the next day. He called at exactly the same time as we spoke the day before and told me to beg on OF to join his stable. From that moment onwards I was no longer an unowned slave, I was an owned faggot! The first step was to forget being I, me etc my title was 'it'. Its masters taught it, in a firm but fair way, he allowed it to chat and serve any master it wished to, he was not over bearing or demanding. His quiet strict voice was more than enough for it to realise what 'it' was and who HE was. The respect he had from all masters and fags on OF was top level. The sessions we had were magical and it always left feeling elated, used, fulfilled, humble and respecting him more and more. The trust he had on it was amazing, it would never do anything he might not agree with without his permission and always reported the event to him afterwards. He called it his 'faggot whore'. We had long conversations on any subject but our positions never changed HE was its Owner an it was his faggot! We helped each other through personal family/friends bereavements and sorrows, showing emotions on both sides. When it started writing novels on Masters and Fags its Owner encouraged it and guided it put the books on the market via Amazon Kindle. After three years its owner, whom it had really fallen in love with on every level, decided to leave OF. We discussed this at length and whilst he is no longer on OF we are still in contact, not so much as Master and faggot whore but still with the understanding respect for each other we had built. It also decided to leave OF and learn to understand without its owner. HE had given it confidence to stand its ground, not to be bullied into anything it didn't agree with and HE always told it - 'whatever the situation you can walk away with your head held high'. HE encouraged it to go back to OF as he knew it needed to be owned and used.

It is now more 'faggot wise' and has enjoyed a time being unowned and to chat with every Master and fag, not being 'watched' or having to report back. But as before the feelings of not having a padlock on its profile and the sign of 'Owned By........' not being there began to make it feel lonely and not serving as it had been trained throughout its life, to dedicate its service to one Master. It was overwhelmed by the amount of Masters who showed interest in it, if only for a chat in the lounge and the fags it has known for quite some time. It was intrigued by one Master and read his profile several times. It approached him, timidly as it had not chatted with him very much before. His response made it even more interested and slowly, slowly it happened. It feels scared, honoured, excited, humble, frightened, happy and so many other feelings float through its mind. The only way to find out if it is good enough to be this sexy Alpha's faggot is to serve HIM to the best of its ability and try to please HIM in every way. It so hopes its new owner will allow it to lean from HIM and keep it in his stable until HE decides it is of no further use!