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...