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Yes SIR! Thank you SIR!
The ABCs of Being a Faggot
A good faggot is the product of good education and training. And the foundation of everyone’s education, of course, is the ABCs. Here’s a new alphabet that every faggot should learn:
A is for Ass. A faggot must always be prepared to sniff, eat and lick a Man’s ass — whether it’s clean or dirty, smooth or hairy, dry or sweaty. As a faggot, it’s your duty to be a human asswipe wherever and whenever your services are needed.
B is for Balls. A faggot never neglects a Man’s balls. Fresh from a shower or ripe and sweaty after days without a shower, His sack is your snack.
C is for Cum. Cum is the staple of the faggot diet. Your primary source for sustenance, therefore, should always be seed. It is your lifeblood. Down your throat or in your ass, you need a constant supply of cock snot and must be willing to do whatever it takes to get fed.
D is for Dick. A faggot exists to service and worship dick. Never forget it. His dick is your deity.
E is for Enema. Unless otherwise instructed by his Master, a faggot always must keep his hole in pristine condition: clean, shaved and ready to be used at a moment’s notice.
F is for Feet. Figuratively and literally, faggots live at the feet of real Men. At your Master’s feet, therefore, is where you belong. Furthermore, it’s your duty as a faggot to worship Men’s feet. Stinky, sweaty, dirty, bare, socked — it doesn’t matter. When you’re so commanded, you are to lick, sniff and suck your Master’s feet.
G is for Gangbang. Faggots are ideal for sharing. Even if you belong to just one Master, therefore, you must be mentally and physically prepared to be passed around among Men, who will bond over the experience of sharing your holes.
H is for Hole. Every faggot has two holes, both of which were designed to be used and abused by Men. It is not up to the faggot which hole is used; a Man may choose to occupy — and, if He so desires, ruin — whatever hole He pleases.
I is for Inspection. Faggots are subject to frequent and thorough inspections by Men, who have the right to ensure their faggot meets their standards both physically and mentally. You must be prepared to have every inch of your body examined and prodded during an inspection, and — at the discretion of the Man who is inspecting you — to either thank Him if you receive a passing grade, or to commit yourself to making whatever improvements He deems necessary if you receive a failing grade.
J is for Jerking Off. When they are being used, faggots are not permitted to pleasure themselves, unless given permission to do so by the Man they’re servicing. This includes jerking their fag-dick and cumming; a faggot is not allowed to do either without prior permission.
K is for Kneeling. A faggot’s default position is on his knees. Unless ordered otherwise, a faggot should never stand or sit in the presence of a Man; he should always kneel.
L is for Licking. A faggot must get used to licking, because he will do a lot of it. He will lick his Master’s cock and balls, for instance. He will lick his Master’s ripe shit hole. He will lick his Master’s feet. He will lick up spilled spit, piss and cum from the floor. He may even be required to lick the shit and piss stains from toilets.
M is for Masochism. Faggots are masochistic by nature. They enjoy being used, degraded and abused. It is their place in life. If you’re going to be a practicing faggot, you must get used to the idea that you are less than a Man — perhaps even less than human — and will be treated as such.
N is for Nipples. A faggot must recognize that His Master’s nipples are centers of pleasure, and deserve to be licked and sucked for his Master’s enjoyment. Likewise, he must recognize that his own nipples are centers of pain, and will be used for training or during punishment if so desired by his Master.
O is for Obedience. As a faggot, it’s your duty to obey Men. When they tell you to do something — no matter how humiliating, scary, gross, etc. — you do it. End of story. In the event that you do not obey, you should be ready and willing to receive appropriate punishment for your disobedience, which might range from spanking to solitary confinement to chastity, or anything in between.
P is for Poppers. Many Men love using poppered-up pigs. If your Master is one of them, you must open your nose and inhale from his little brown bottle whenever he presents it. It is your duty to please him, so if he tells you to sniff, you had better sniff long, hard and deep.
Q is for Quiet. A good faggot expresses appreciation to the Men he services with verbal thanks and moans of pleasure. However, there comes a time when every Man demands that a faggot simply shut up and take it. During these times, it’s your duty as a faggot to remain quiet — and to be gagged if you fail to do so.
R is for Restraints. Faggots often must be bound and restrained in order to be of maximum use to the Men they service. As a faggot, therefore, you must not object when your Master breaks out the rope, handcuffs and chains. If He needs you to be immobilized so that He may make optimal use of your fag holes, you must submit. He knows what’s best.
S is for Service. Faggots must have a servant’s heart. Service and enslavement are in your faggot nature; embrace them.
T is for Toilet. “Faggot” is a synonym for “toilet.” As a faggot, therefore, your holes must be available for Men to use as they would any other toilet. That is, as a receptacle for spit, piss, cum, snot, farts and perhaps even shit. Not every Man will choose to use His faggot this way, but if you’re to be a true faggot you must resign yourself to your role as a waste receptacle. If a Man’s body produces it, it is His right to dispose of it in you.
U is for Underwear. Unless otherwise instructed, faggots are not allowed to wear underwear — or any clothes, for that matter — in the presence of Men, as their holes must be as available and as accessible as possible. The only exception is a jockstrap; because it does not block access to a faggot’s cunt, a jockstrap is an acceptable fag uniform.
V is for Vibrator. As a faggot, your hole should be constantly occupied. When it is not filled with cock, then, it should be occupied by a vibrator or another anal toy — a dildo, perhaps, anal beads or a butt plug.
W is for Whore. Faggots are whores. Remember this. If you find yourself feeling ashamed or embarrassed or regretful of your fag activities, remind yourself that you are a whore. The knowledge that you are fulfilling your God-given purpose in life should be comforting, such that you can continue your mission of sexual servitude.
X is for X-ray. Remember that Men have the equivalent of X-ray vision when it comes to spotting pigs and whores. If you’re a faggot, they will see it and they will know it. There is no use pretending to be a real Man, therefore. You might as well give in and accept your true identity as a faggot, because everyone around you already sees it and knows it — even if you yourself are trying to deny it.
Y is for Yes. As in, “Yes, Sir,” which is the only phrase a faggot should know how to say.
Z is for Zoo. It’s no accident that many faggots identify as “pigs,” “otters,” “cubs” and “pups.” If they weren’t so useful to Men out in the real world, faggots would likely be kept in a zoo alongside the real pigs and pups. If you ever feel the urge to talk back to a Man, therefore, or to demand equal treatment from one, stop and remember that you’re really just another animal; the Man is doing what’s good and right by trying to domesticate you so you may live alongside him in society instead of in a zoo.
Most of these are pretty true
You faggots need to memorize this and make it your bible.
Don't forget the night...
He likes it.
He wanted me to start wearing a chastity cage to calm me down. He said I was going to catch something if I kept having sex with random guys. I was a bit out of control so I agreed to, but I told him he wasn’t going to be able to control me. He insisted it was about my health and safety, and nothing more.
As with everything, I jumped in with both feet. I asked him if I could take the cage off so I could get rid of my hair and he agreed. Now, I’ve even got tit clamps. I’m a puddle of submissive need. I follow him around like a puppy dog. I told him he wouldn’t be able to control me and what happened is that I want him too. I am a caged faggot. This is much better than sleeping with random guys. I’m so glad he suggested it. He likes it too.
Cop’s spit !!! The thickest !!
Smack the dumb bitch
I know you hate this, but since chastity clearly isn't enough to reinforce your behaviour I'm not sure what other option I have other than to deliver one hit per dollar you lost at the tables this weekend.
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Should know better than to touch your clit while your man fucks you. Don’t be greedy. If he tells you to touch it for his visual pleasure that is one thing. If he wants to touch it, of course it belongs to him so he can do what he likes. But otherwise you are there to provide him a warm pussy to ejaculate into.
Throat Training
The faggot hasn't quite learned that it's whimpering and crying just makes SIR want to dig deeper inside with various throat training tools...
I could not resist asking when i saw that rubber object suspended in the store i visited during my stay abroad. The two store assistants talked for a moment before returning that they'd be happy to allow me that experience, but only if I'd accept to get into everything the same way the current guy up there was. how hard can that be i thought, if he does it, i can do it too, so i agreed.
It took a while to take the current victim off the hooks and peel him out of everything, revealing a guy in his mid twenties, not bad looking in general, could use a haircut and a shave for sure, but a handsome face. He was very wet from sweat of course and almost white pale skin, wrinkled all over the body. Of cure that process also revealed everything I'd have to accept… while some surprises surely were revealed, i was determined, I'd not pass on that possibility to enjoy some time hanging like that here.
The reverse process then happened to me, starting with a Latowski chastity pantys. Unseen before and making me hiss quite a bit was the embedded catheter extending from a serious steel rod inside the cavity in the silicone inner part of the front. It also required quite some effort and numerous sniffs of poppers to accept under a lot moans and a final loud yelp the plug inserted and locked on to the back part then.
Having calmed from that part, the rubber suit was easy, neck to ankle, still warm and wet from the guy before, zipped up quickly at the end, then however the heavy suit followed.
Sliding first into the attached heavy rubber boots, pulling it up until i inserted my arms into the sleeves and ended in the attached thick rubber gloves, then they zipped the suit with the heavy sealing zipper on the back up to the high neck and i heard the padlock click shut.
The earplugs went in next, squeezed tight enough to be able to insert those deep before they would expand fully and take away most hearing, then the next troublesome item followed, that heavy thick rubber helmet hood. the hood itself i would not mind, but the gag and tubes… two long tubes went down my nose, then the massive silicone gag, all mouth filling, compartment for the tongue, the front squeezed between teeth and lips before pushing the hood closer to my face, with it the last two inch of the nose tubes also settled deep, pulled fully over the head then, the heavy zipper tightening it well on to my head, taking away any light and sight i may have had, pressing that gag into place and keeping those tubes in the nose for sure too, those tubes being the only connection to outside of rubber then.
The massive posture collar was strapped and locked next, keeping my head straight in position now. finally they started strapping the full body suspension harness over everything i wore by now. I was getting warmer by the second, felt how helpless i was, unable to talk, hear much, see anything. i felt al straps tighten to some extent and then felt the spreader bar being applied between my ankles first, then my arms and hands strapped to my sides. finally i felt the lifting up, not far, a foot off the ground maybe, but a foot or a mile, i was able to wiggle my spread legs, but that was the extent of my abilities. Of course, the final step then followed, blowing up the outer rubber suit, i felt the pressure raise, pushing against my rubbered skin even more, felt how the straps of the harness held the suit back, increased the pressure points i felt.
Finally, i could barely hear you through the tick rubber hood, but you tell me: 'I am sure you will not mind that the previous guy hanging here has dressed in your stuff and is likely already gone far by now. He's been modeling out gear here in the store for almost a year until today. Obviously there is no difference between him and you hanging up there, at least nobody will be able to tell a difference. That hood on your head, it won't need to come off at all, you get fed via one of the tubes in your nose, the catheter pushes your piss right into your sealed plugged butt, so only every few days when there is a change in model position or gear, it needs to be released for a short moment, then again, in your current sealed suit, it may be a lot longer as eventual piss pushed along the plug ends in the rubber anyway.
You see, the boss here punished his former slaveboy by making him a living mannequin in the store here permanently, That was almost a decade ago, and it also was his warning to us two here, his current slave boys what will happen if… he made it clear that at all times at least one living mannequin will be in the store. A year ago however we were sloppy, only one of us attended the scheduled cleaning of the slave and he used that to knock me out and run. I knew that I'd be punished by taking that spot instead permanently, Master was on a weeks business trip, but when he returned…
Luck struck then, we caught another boy trying to steal here in the shop and my slave brother immediately came up with a different idea… well… we had the thief on camera for his attempted theft, police or… we lured him into letting us get him rubbered up and restrained, from then on we used him as replacement for the runaway slave, never to be free enough to run and since the hood never comes off, Master never found out what happened.
We have used that very time we caught a thief, neither of those ever reported anything, knowing we have evidence of their attempted theft, the guy before you was the fourth, unfortunately already a year in captivity as no other thief was caught. You're the first to actually volunteer to get locked up, but as always, Master will never find out either, he actually stopped acknowledging the existence of his former slave under all this a long time ago, to him this is just a part of the stores inventory. Unfortunately for you though, since we have nothing to pressure you to keep your mouth shut, i guess the time to replace the mannequins is over, that hood and gag will guarantee you can never tell anyone and the two of us will ensure you can never run either. So whoever you were, that's the past, from here on you're nothing more but that permanent store mannequin.
Need to find this shop and steal something 🤔