A phone call ends his life at 3:47. He knocks on a door that isn't his. His own slaves fold him to the floor with his own drills. One warm palm, one swat, and his cock betrays him in front of the men he broke. The collar waits.
The power and dominance of the black Master who's extensively interviewed me, words only, leads to the next step- inspection. Will I be qualified and able to serve as his faggot white slave through worship and satisfying sex is left to be proven. What I find he has to offer is a gay white slave's profound desire.
One bored freshman. One hundred ninety pounds of muscle. Four words: fetch me a beer. You cross the room you were forbidden. You obey before you decide. Driven home, dropped to the couch. At your parents' door, your father's spine bends to your Master. The cage is coming.
Master James welded the collar around my neck permanently. After a night of discipline, I’m made to watch Pillion, and spend time reflecting on its lessons.
A chance encounter leads to unexpectedly serving a black Master as He insists it be done. Direct and to the point I am lead down a path of submission unlike I ever imagined. Fulfillment of His needs is absolute. No need to question, just follow orders. SIR!
Stewart’s life is upended when his superior demigod cousins arrive for the summer. Yielding to his submissive fag instincts, he chooses to serve them completely. When his girlfriend Amy is drawn into their orbit, the ultimate psychological and physical degradation cements Stewart’s place at the absolute bottom of the family hierarchy.
A training drill flips. The proud mentor goes under, thighs open, fight gone, the word Boss falling out of him. Morning: coffee, a pen, a stack of papers. Sign, not read. One flourish, and by noon a clerk stamps his whole life away. He wakes owned and doesn't know it.
Ryan finds his carefully constructed world overturned when his trusted colleagues, Simon, John, and Adam, subject him to a brutal psychological and physical domination, forcing him to confront the corrupting desires that reshape his very identity.
Four bulls on the wall. Then two. Then one. Cody walks out under a gentle hand; Ryan kneels at a word and dissolves. You stay. Chins tilt, pass you over, move on. A stranger grips a boy's neck, drags him off; you watch, you harden, you dread. One more Friday.
An inferior faggot experiences profound joy and reverence through total degradation. Handing over his hard-earned cash, he finds ecstatic purpose in verbal and physical abuse and cleaning up after Luke and his straight friends. The boys laugh their balls off at how eager the fag is to be exploited and treat him as literal furniture.
A nervous guy is forced to navigate his complicated relationship with his best friend and three other guys on camping trip that reveals hidden desires.
I know my stories can be extreme fantasies. I am often asked about my own experiences and there have been many. This is an attempt to describe the incredibly horny dynamic between my own master and me. It describes our relationship carefully based on a typical service. It is my homage to him.
Having now left Greenford House, Jacob settles into a new life, submitting to Marcus and scrubbing floors to earn his keep. His declassing is becoming a routine way of living now?
After receiving his first load, Alex learns the true depth of his submission when Derek denies him even the dignity of walking or using a toilet. Forced to crawl like an animal and evacuate his master's waste on his knees, Alex confronts the reality that he has become less than human—merely a vessel to be filled and emptied at another's command.
Four varsity bulls line the wall, bodies broadcasting, chins up, begging to be claimed. Masters prowl. A hand tilts your chin: not mine. It moves on. Cages lock on luckier boys; yours stays bare. One gets taken. Three are left aching. The wall keeps you for last.
One slave, five weeks backed up, zero permission to spill. The father hands the body to his son like a chore. The son commands, the hole obeys, the release is ruined at the crest. Then a switch passes father to son, chest to back. Cruelty runs in the family.
Titan struggles with the moral implications of Val’s punishment, while Cee and Nutless share a late-night conversation about grief, guilt, lost friends, and found family. The chapter closes with a glimpse of hope as a former slave dedicates his new life to helping others recover and rebuild after slavery.
Two slaves milked dry on permission, secrets bled out between strokes. Whiskey loosens the proud mentor's tongue. He confesses what he buried for a decade. Three days sober, an open palm lands. Twice. His body betrays him. His brain loses the vote. The scout asks to belong. The collar waits.
In the heat of a college hostel, muscular gym hunk Ansh (20) dominates his lean roommate Anshul (19). What begins as secret admiration explodes into raw, filthy nights of intense passion, rough breeding, and total submission. Sweat, muscle, and lust collide behind locked doors.
One Master at the fence. Eight stripped bodies. Tin collars off, iron collars on. Skulls scraped, sacks shaved. The brazier glows. The chute opens. Your buttock against the iron, two seconds, the household crest burned in forever. You scream. You find the Master's face. The belonging begins.
Four fresh boys, twenty masters, three rounds, zero mercy. They strip, harden on command, ejaculate for distance under the lights. The German betrays himself; the Brazilian fails and earns the cane. The American wins. His prize: mount, probed and bred, while the room watches him break.