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@arab94pig
I come home from the gym, glistening from an intense workout, shirt soaked with sweat, veins pulsing across my frame. You’re in the kitchen, wearing only an apron, your uniform that I have commanded. You turn and see me and instantly your knees get weak. “How can a man have this much size, this much power?” You think. You lower your eyes and say “Welcome home bull, I have your post workout shake and meal ready for you.” I take off my shirt, slowly peeling off the soaked tank, revealing my incredible physique. It hits you how incredible it is that this beast, this massive man, can have so much control over you. You used to think of yourself as a man, independent, strong. But ever since you laid eyes on your master you have known the truth. He is your god, and you were born to serve him. I give you a flex of my arm, smirking as you begin to drool over my tan muscle, watching you give in instantly to your lust, unable to control yourself as you fall to your knees and beg for your bull to use you however I please. Submit fags, give in. You know you desire nothing more than to serve this alpha, to serve me, to be the slave of a total Bull. Grow me fags, send me a dm and let me know how desperate you are to be owned by the biggest muscle god alive.
So glorious! Worship this Alpha God!
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I’ve been working this part time warehouse job for a couple weeks now. He figured out pretty quickly that I’m a pussyboy faggot. Now he uses my holes in the supply closet both our breaks and lunchtime every work day. He refuses to cum in boypussy though, he knows I’m fertile and in heat. He’s not the fathering type but he’s not putting on a condom either..
HAHAH LOOK AT THE FAG ENJOY GETTING BEATEN
Je t'l'avais dit poto… Y'a toujours plein de pédés en manque de queues qui traînent dans le coin ! Et je crois qu'on est tombé sur une lope de premier choix là !!… Vas-y, fais-lui bien décrasser ton chibre daubant à cette pute pendant que moi je lui remplis son cul de bâtard !
a faggot’s life is filled with opportunity
i was at the Home Depot, yesterday, checking out those gas outdoor barbecue grills. my Alpha Eric told me to check them out and price them, i think He wants one, which probably means He expects me to buy Him one.
In any event, i’m checking them out, prices, features, etc., when this absolutely gorgeous total Alpha – maybe 6′2′ or 3″, something like 200 lbs of pure muscle, tee shirt stretched to the limits, jeans with a mouthwatering mound with the outline of an impressive cock. i stood there, speechless. Late 20s, maybe early 30s.
“You know anything about these things?” He asked.
“Yes, Sir, a little.”
“Tell me, boy. Which of these would you buy.”
He called me “boy.” This Man knew what was what.
We discussed the grills, their features and cooking on a grill.. One thing led to another. And He told me that He really wanted a home cooked meal. i, of course, volunteered. We discussed a menu, and He gave me His address and a key to His house. i was told to go to the market and get what i needed to prepare the meal. He said nothing about paying for the groceries.
‘I’m off to the gym. I’ll be back around 7:00. Have dinner on the table when i get home.”
i did the shopping, let myself into His house, which was a mess. I put dinner on, and the cleaned up His house some. i set the table for two. And my timing was perfect. Dinner was ready for the table when the front door opened and He walked in with this other guy, who obviously was His work out partner at the gym. The guy was built just like the Alpha, only about a couple inches shorter, and blond hair instead of black. “I told you dinner would be ready,” my Alpha said to His buddy.
To me, He said only, “Thanks boy. That will be all. And leave the key on the table next to the door” as He steered me toward the door He and His pal had just come through.
i don’t know what made me presume that He wanted to share dinner with me. i understood that He knew that i was not worthy of sharing a meal with Him. But nonetheless, i left His place thrilled (and not a little chubbed up) because of the opportunity He gave me to serve.
Once more, faggots, this is how it’s done. Real world. You want a Man to treat you like a fag? Then be a fag in front of Him! Duh.
Dads day off
Conversation with a follower. We are not alone! Its not to find your bf cheating on you. @thebookabyss thanks for the share. He is also the follower submission #2.
Great blog. Always good to hear an Alpha's point of view. I've been with my Sir for two years but it's long distance. I see him once a month or so. He usually treats me well but sometimes I wish he'd give me more of his attention. I know his happiness trumps mine but it causes me a lot of distress. And ideas?
Does his happiness trump yours?
First things first: There is no state of being, innate or otherwise, by which a person has a greater right to happiness than another. Put another way, an Alpha’s happiness is exactly as important as a fag’s, from a human perspective.
Now, what may have happened with your dynamic is that you agreed to certain rights and responsibilities with regard to your Sir’s happiness. The amazing synergy that underlies Dom/sub dynamics is that some people derive sexual pleasure or even happiness from serving, being degraded, being hurt, or being controlled; while others derive pleasure or happiness from being served, inflicting pain or humiliation, or exerting control.
Presumably you and your Sir fit into these categories and have discovered that certain kinks are mutually fulfilling. Maybe you even set out an explicit agreement of conduct regarding each other. If you haven’t done the latter, it sounds like it’s time to do so. Even if you already have an agreement in place, the fact that your Sir’s behavior is causing you distress means that the agreement is no longer working as it should. So renegotiate. Explain to him how his actions are affecting you. Clarify your needs and work together to see if there’s a way to meet them.
Keep in mind that your dynamic should be an exchange of power and satisfaction. If what your Sir offers distresses you rather than fulfilling you, walk away. If the pleasure you derive from serving is not commensurate with the effort involved, walk away. If you can’t come to an agreement that’s mutually desirable, then the dynamic is not meant to be. Accept that without bitterness, and hope that your Sir is Man enough to do the same.
If, however, he is willing to give you extra attention, or mix up his dungeon agenda, or whatever it takes to convert your dynamic from a negative experience to a positive one, expect to offer more to him. Perhaps it’s a softening of a limit, extra time in the gym, or a degree of control over a new facet of your life. Maybe the only change needed is that he gives you solid, focused attention two nights a week instead of diffuse, when-I-can attention at all times. What’s important is that it’s a negotiation over a positive-sum exchange of power, not a system of slavery in which one party’s needs are subordinate to the other’s. Serve a Master who makes you happy, even if that means you’re your own master for a while.
Essential points.
A nice test of whether this is working is to ask your sub “Is what you’re giving up worth what you’re getting?” If the answer is “no”, something’s wrong and you two need to have a long talk
Playing with my pussy after a nice long fist and breeding session… finally was able to post the video version.
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My first time getting cucked
I’m the only married one in my group of friends, and as such, me and my husband are always considered a “unit” when hanging out, going to the club, etc. Last summer the group of us chipped in and rented a house for a week in Provincetown. My single friends all had the prime directive to get laid as much as humanly possible, and my husband and I were newly “open” (occasionally invited a third over for stroke sessions) so we were also looking forward to bring back new meat. On our second night in Ptown, the gang went out to the clubs and as the night progressed, we ended up bringing a bunch of people back to the house, some just new friends we made that night, some potential one night stands, all on various levels of drugs and alcohol. I’m assuming this is a pretty normal occurrence in Ptown. My husband had found us a really hot blonde guy (Nate), more muscular than either of us, which was accentuated by the leather harness on his chest. We were originally going to his place to have some fun, but he couldn’t host so we came back to our rental. All our friends and guests were partying in the living room, and we chatted and hung out for about five minutes before Nate starts making out with my very willing husband. They were feeling the eyes of everyone at the party, so they not-so-subtly moved to “our” room, at which point all eyes turned to ME. Since they were super into each other, I decided to wait a few minutes before following and hung out with my friends to let them know I was “cool with it.” When I went to go join them, I pulled on the door and IT WAS LOCKED. I was standing in the living room, while everyone watched me get locked out while some blonde hunk was having his way with my husband! I started knocking and tried to play it cool, and after what seemed like an eternity, they let me in.
However, that was about the extent that my presence was noticed by either of them. It was both hot and humiliating at the same time. We had promised beforehand that if we did end up having a threesome, we would wear protection. And dutifully enough, Nate had a condom on. For a while, at least. He started making exaggerated sighs and pulling his cock out of my husband. Said the condom was too tight and made it difficult to stay hard. Both of them, as if in sync, turned to me, asking permission with their faces, but not their words. I stammered a little and said something like “well, i guess try it without…” and with that, the condom was off and I was again invisible to them. I have never seen my husband that lost in pure ecstasy before. I’m not sure which one of us enjoyed it the most, my husband for getting the pounding I could never provide, or me for being able to bear witness. I sat and watched on a chair at the foot of the bed. Whatever Nate was doing to his hole, I was loving the view.
My friends outside must have heard the moaning, and decided to burst in like drunk giddy schoolgirls to “catch us in a threesome.” What they saw, however, was my husband face-down, begging to be bred, asshole high in the air as a cocky 24-year old blond hung plunged his dick all the way in and all the way out. It was that moment that I was FULLY cucked. This wasn’t just some internet fantasy or niche porn. All our friends were standing there, awkwardly not knowing if they should try and cheer me up or just walk out. I gave an equally awkward “no guys, its cool” smile and kept jacking off in my chair, and they went back to the living room.
Nate started revving up the sex talk. “Yeah, you like my cock in you?!” kind of stuff. He then asked, “How long has it been since your boyfriend fucked you??”
“Years” I heard my husband say.
First of all, it’s “husband” not “boyfriend,” and second, well …. it really had been a while since I fucked him. We mainly just do oral/jack off stuff.
“What a waste!” he said laughingly “I’ll fuck your ass every night. You want that??”
My husband didn’t respond, but turned to me. With the biggest smile he admitted “Nate lives in (my city) babe…”
I moved to the foot of the bed when I heard the increasing moaning that comes before climax. They were still fucking doggy style and I massaged Nate’s balls, as if giving my consent to breed my husband. Not that it was needed. Truthfully, I also wanted to feel the instant he “claimed” my husband. I watched that point-of-no-return moment as his dick pinned my husband to the bed. Muscles clenching, and after a few seconds, slowly relaxing again. He raw fucked my husband. In front of my friends, in front of strangers, in front of me. I still don’t know how to process everything. It’s both the most humiliated and most turned on I have ever been.
That night, my husband let me lick Nate’s cum out for hours. I will never forget it.
Awesome story!!!
I’m honestly speechless. This story expresses everything about cucking that turns me the fuck on. I think I’ll discreetly close my office door now to jerk off. 😍
I found these messages on my boyfriends Instagram messages when I was snooping. Got me rock hard knowing his ex was still thinking of them and watching their old videos. I need to try and find more time to snoop on his phone!
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