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Intelligence left his eyes and a big happy, dumb smile grew on his face.
His tongue lolled out of his mouth.
Good boy.
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Sean Howe - Batsheva Dance Company - photo by Itzik Navon
-Snap-
Intelligence left his eyes and a big happy, dumb smile grew on his face.
His tongue lolled out of his mouth.
Good boy.
I got sucked into agreeing to no-fap with him and now I’m really feeling it. This is the longest I’ve ever gone and it’s fucking with my head and I can tell he likes it. Neither of us is jizzing or even touching and it’s like a sick secret bond we’re creating in a whole community of men voluntarily and intentionally denying themselves sexual release. So fucked up, but it’s, like, compulsive.
Caged and showing off his boy pussy.
Nothing up front fellas.
It's all in the rear. Cock needed!!
morning ritual 🔐
He’s been caged for weeks at this point. He knows the rules and he follows them. When Sir is out of town, a morning check-in pic is sent. He’s on his knees with his hands behind his back. His head is bowed down in deference to the man who caged him and now owns and controls him.
He doesn’t think he’s a faggots anymore he knows it. Sir did a wonderful job training him and helping him see the truth. He’s incredibly grateful and longs for Sirs return home so he can put his cock in his hole. He never feels more free than when Sir is fucking him. It’s what he’s here for. It feels wonderful.
When your inner puppy takes over, accept it for what it is and be your strongest self—free from inhibition.
Woof! Arroo~
#pupbrover
Changing your roommate was a mutually agreed situation
He looks after you. You look after him.
He does everything you ask him to. You tell him everything to do.
He becomes the best version of himself. You make him into everything he can be.
Jake was so happy that his new roommate, Ben, had completely mindfucked him into a mindless, obedient, fucktoy. He no longer had to worry about college, football, or his girlfriend. He just had to obey Master Ben, workout, flex, and fuck men for money. His life was perfect now.
Service isn’t just about sex. The truth of the matter is, he wouldn’t have caged me if I didn’t know how to cook and clean. A man like him can get sex. What he needs is a multifaceted boy who can make his whole life better. That’s why I got the cage and other boys didn’t.
I want to be perfect, and I want everything to be perfect for him. If that’s not your mindset, you don’t stand a chance against a boy like me.
Text reads: “stay locked my boi….good boi…”
Master requires he check in. From the gym he’s allowed to visit. On his workout days…
No face. Dick locked in hard case. Pumped quads held tight by the lycra soaking him up. The weight of the collar secures him, frees him to be the boy he knows himself to be inside. Opening himself to recognition as he consents to be reshaped by the iron, ascending to the mechanical proficiency he seeks in his Master's words; weeping with joy as his tears join the savory mists of sweat and spit, cocooned in the embrace of a sculpted physique he now calls his own, begging the further reassurance of Master's programming as he falls to his knees in pride, beckoning whatever violence he meaninglessly craves, knowing well what he deserves and what he is due to receive, heart alight with bliss being now growing and owned.
Ondřej Kmošťák. IG: @ ondrejkmostak
That kind of boyfriend who uses you, keeps asking favors from you, borrows money without ever paying back, sleeps around and is toxic in many other ways.
Every now and then, you ask him out so you can chat and break up with him. But he always shows up like this. And you always end up mesmerized by those arms.
By the time you muster a sentence towards breaking up, he flexes those muscles and says “Let’s get a room. If you prove me you don’t want me anymore, I’ll go.”
Next time you stop to think, you’re on all fours in his bedroom, feeling his cum dripping down your thigh, and thanking him for having forgiven you.
As Zach posed, he thought about how dumb he was thinking that he could infiltrate Mr Mesmer’s gym and expose his criminal empire of mindfucking men into mindless sex toys. Now he is one of Mr. Mesmer’s top toys who happily uses his body and cock to lure more men to the gym.
I typically collect my slaves via traditional hypno tactics, but I’ve recently started dabbling in enchanted artifacts. The results have been promising.
For instance this hunk showed up to my house to deliver my new mattress. When he wasn’t looking, I threw this magic necklace around his beefy neck. Now he’s my pussyboy. And he loves it!
The closed-off fag slut needs to stay fit and train daily!
It was another normal day for Dylan. He woke up earlier than his Dom to take a shower, make his breakfast, and perform daily higiene on his chastity belt. He made sure to film this last part; the Dom only asks for pictures but Dylan enjoys being filmed.
Once the Dom wakes up, Dylan brings his breakfast to bed and sits on the floor nearby. His Dom puts his collar on him and decides to eat, have Dylan serve him or both. Then, Dylan cleans everything up while the Dom gets ready for work.
Then, Dylan spends the day doing household chores and working out. He only wears the collar and the chastity belt unless the Dom tells him otherwise. Dylan is free to chat with his friends too, especially now that they all know he had given full consent to starting this life.
This morning, he stopped for a moment and remembered his old life. Back-breaking jobs, getting fucked by random guys at clubs, being late with rent… Then he looked in the mirror. He flexed. He caressed his chastity belt.
Dylan was approaching one year in his new life as a house sub. And with that, he was accumulating 360 days in full chastity. By then, he had managed to convert all sexual desires into pure and passionate submission.
When the Dom asked for the next cage check of the day, Dylan filmed himself working out. But he also stopped for a moment to kiss his thick collar with that huge padlock. He was truly grateful to be that Dom’s submissive and chaste bitch.
Our new coach has an interesting approach to training and development. Since he started, we haven’t really practiced anything related to football. We basically just lounge around in our jockstraps while he teaches us random stuff like how to be good boys, how to respect men, how to suck dick, etc. To be honest, I’m not sure if he even knows anything about football. But I don’t care. He’s a fucking genius when it comes to important stuff. Like…he’s so smart, he knows me better than I know myself. I didn’t even know I was a submissive gay boy until he pointed it out.
Look what I just took in the mirror… I’m on my knees, my hands are shaking a bit. My belly is fucking huge and heavy, like I’m already nine months pregnant with yours. The lower part is so wide and soft, it hangs down under its own weight and sways a little with every breath. Skin stretched to the limit, hot, matte, my navel completely popped out. Ribs pressed in from above, and I got into profile on purpose so you only see from my collarbones down — everything else is hidden behind this massive gut.
This is all because of you… Can you imagine how heavy it is? Want to touch it? 😈
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A perfect textbook example of how to arch your back and present yourself for your alpha’s pleasure