Adaptable Intelligent leader
Boot Master. Size 10-11 US. Leather, Rubber, workboots.
8" Uncut cock
Love to get inside a fag's head to find out what drive them to serve.
Eager subs, faggots, and pigs to worship me and PAY.
Don't be afraid to reach out and message me - let's chat and feel out the dynamic.
If any of the above turns you on, feel free to introduce yourself.
Be a good communicator - I can be a mind manipulator but not a mind reader.
Address me as Sir or Master.
What experience do you have?
I've been into findom for nearly 10 years. Have had multiple cash slaves, in-person and virtual. Find myself learning and going deeper into the world of kink with every experience.
I could hear the short purring sound of the closing electronic lock. Pure panic overtook my body. For the next 20 minutes I was completely helpless. The words of Sir Masterful kept echoing through my head. "Find a public restroom, cunt." The electronic padlock connected my leather wrist cuffs behind the toilet flush pipe, keeping my hands above my head. "Get naked and put all your clothes in the waste bin." Each cuff was locked separately and the keys were still at home. "Tie yourself to a toilet, but keep the stall unlocked, faggot." Why did I follow His commands so obediently? Why did I do all this? The answer was tragically simple: I was mentally unable to disobey my Master's commands. Fully mind controlled, I now am His total faggot. Suddenly I heard someone enter the room. I could feel my heart beating in my neck. Please do not open the door of my stall, please. But my pleading was at a loss as I heard hinges creak. Someone was looking at me and seeing a naked, bound, gagged and blindfolded faggot with a serious hardon. Silence. Nothing. Watching me. In my mind I knew my Master was standing there, grinning. But that was completely ridiculous. He lives in Canada and this is Belgium. Then a few subtle clicks. The door closed. After what felt like hours the lock opened and I was finally able to release myself. Back home I immediately opened my laptop: "You have mail". A message from my Master. Three photo's of myself tied to a toilet, with one line of comment: "Now you know you're not my only Belgian faggot, cunt."
That was brilliant. In domination, absolutely ANYTHING is possible. Cracka has been a butler, concierge, waiter, piss bucket, cigarette lighter, oral ashtray and car cleaner during a few Saturday evenings when one of Cracka's Owners (The Boss) came round with three or four of his handsome Asian God friends. The whole experience was mindblowing and such an honour and a privilege.That was brilliant. In domination, absolutely ANYTHING is possible. Cracka has been a butler, concierge, waiter, piss bucket, cigarette lighter, oral ashtray and car cleaner during a few Saturday even...See more
When the waiter neared our table, I immediately knew he was an Alpha. The way he walked, shouted that he bloody well knew what he wanted in life and was sure to get it. "Covid-safe ticket, please", he demanded..In Belgium, to be allowed to enter a bar, you have to prove you are vaccinated. I took out my phone to let him scan a QR code that proved I am indeed safe. Freeze frame. The night before Sir Masterful was very happy with my progress as a faggot and gave me as a reward a photo of Himself showing his Mighty Cock in a slave's point-of-view. "Make this the background on your phone, faggot. So you are constantly reminded of the lowlife you are, cunt." Back in the bar. "Guy, I think your app has crashed", my Godly waiter said with a grin. My whole world started to spin as I took back my phone. And I could swear that on that damned background image my Master had suddenly a big smirk on His face. Never before have I felt more pathetic. The road ahead is still long...
Some back story: I was in the bar with a straight couple that just had a b**y an was happy about being away from diaper duty for a few hours. To be 100% honest, I do not know if the waiter was grinning. I did not dare look ar him. And I was too busy finding the correct app again...Some back story: I was in the bar with a straight couple that just had a b**y an was happy about being away from diaper duty for a few hours. To be 100% honest, I do not know if the waiter was grinnin...See more
Yes Sir, thank You. But I got really scared afterwards and changed the background back to Your fitness photo (the one without Your Cock, Sir). I am sorry, Master.
I am lying on the cold, hard floor, naked with my legs spread open. Still feeling the excruciating kicks to my balls. Moments before. "I told you to keep your fag mouth wide open, cunt". Sir Masterful's warm breath against my ear, his voice reduced to a whisper by my earplugs. Then the kicks. Lights flashed behind my closed eyelids. The pain was almost unbearable. Now completely immobile, tied to the ground by His words, anticipating what might happen. "I'm just His plaything, His human receptacle." Repeating my mantra. Suddenly a warm droplet hits my face. And another... When the salty spunk touches my tongue I cannot not suppress a smile. I immediately realise my error. My body cringes for the anticipated pain... and Master never disappoints. The road ahead is still long...
One way to think about a findom relationship is like a game of blackjack. Each hit in blackjack deals an extra card and increases the player’s score. ...
Once upon a time I believed I was a slave. How wrong could one be. Then one day I met Sir Masterful. I humbly knelt before him and sneakily took a peek at His Mighty Cock. Immediately I knew that something was amiss. "Accept that you are a pathetic faggot", he commanded with a voice that resonated through all my cells. I felt so small, scared, embarrassed and even angry. Tears started to well up. But Sir affirmed that all this resistance was natural. "Relax and don't worry, I will train you, fag.". And so my journey towards faggot liberation has begun. The road ahead is still long...
Through a fine mist of scattered piss droplets I can barely discern the mighty silhouette of Master's cock and balls, while I desperately try to catch the warm, golden stream of God's piss with my wide open mouth. Sadly this will remain a fantasy for this pathetic faggot as long as it has not proven it is worthy of such an honour. For now it has to be content with licking Master's godly fluids off the ground. The road ahead is still long...
Thank You Master for being so understanding. I am having a hard time coming to terms with what I am and I feel so lucky to have You guide me the right way. You are my God, Sir.
10 Signs You Are A Toxic Domby DorianTheAlpha
I just wrote one of these about toxic subs. I often hear from subs that it is a tricky thing to critici...
Note for faggots: even if a master isn't a good match for you, which is entirely fair in any kink situation, at least a polite response is expected.
Rudeness is an unacceptable trait.
Oh, I'm not fussed by not hearing back initially. My issue is mid-conversation. There's a definite trend of people (on both sides most likely), who just CBA and don't have the basic decency to say and just ignore or delete the messages.
If someone isn't feeling it initially or is too busy or whatever that's fair. Just don't claim to be submissive, start taking up a master's time, then vanish because you've filled a sock.
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Jan 14frenchbottomslutgreat story, Olivier!
Jan 14Cracka33That was brilliant. In domination, absolutely ANYTHING is possible. Cracka has been a butler, concierge, waiter, piss bucket, cigarette lighter, oral ashtray and car cleaner during a few Saturday evenings when one of Cracka's Owners (The Boss) came round with three or four of his handsome Asian God friends. The whole experience was mindblowing and such an honour and a privilege.That was brilliant. In domination, absolutely ANYTHING is possible. Cracka has been a butler, concierge, waiter, piss bucket, cigarette lighter, oral ashtray and car cleaner during a few Saturday even...See more
Jan 14OlivierRidderThank you guys. Nice to hear you like my fantasyYou need to sign in to comment
Aug 15 '21Very well explained. Indeed ability to figure out the 21 of subs is the real mark of great Masters.
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Jan 4Oh, I'm not fussed by not hearing back initially. My issue is mid-conversation. There's a definite trend of people (on both sides most likely), who just CBA and don't have the basic decency to say and just ignore or delete the messages.
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