Boi Han's relabeling

The last time this selfish slave posted was because he disobeyed his master. I was labeled and punished for my selfish acts. The pain was so great, while also arousing.

This time, however, I had obeyed my great and forgiving master. I had asked to be trained and master agreed to this. He told me I would need pegs, a marker, a shoe lace and boot. Sadly we did not get to the boot or lace, but I am very excited and nervous for when we do.

I was ordered to get hard through my pants and take off my shirt. It did not take much time at all for my slave cock to get hard because I was so excited having a good guess at what I was going to be ordered, which I was quite wrong. Then I had to rub my greedy slave cock through my pants as I rubbed my bare chest. After that I had to place one hand behind my back and spanked my left then right pec, and after each gently rub them. I was then told to place two pegs onto my nipples, one on each, and rubbed my cock through my pants, while brushing the pegs

Next I was told to place my hands, in a big fist, above my head and strike down several times. The instant that was done I went back to stroking myself through the pants and rubbing my chest. Soon I was labeling my chest. The last time this worthless slave was labeled was as a punishment because of its selfish cock. This time it was very different. I wrote "Loved Boi" on my chest.

It was at this point I was told to take my pants off, but had to leave my shorts on. I jacked to edge in my shorts a few times.

Then I got the instruction I had been waiting for, take off my shorts. I did so quickly and had to jack to edge several more times. As I was doing this, however, I had to pull down on my balls, but could not stop jacking to edge. After edging a few times I was forced to spank my balls almost 30 times. It hurt so much but my balls yearned for more and loved every excruciating hit.

I jacked to edge again and again. But then the pain intensified and I got even harder, which surprised me as I thought I was as hard as I could be. I had to add 4 pegs to each side of my body. I had to pull them tight by stretching out then condensing my body. As I brushed the pegs more and more I jacked to edge ignoring the pain and enjoying the control I did not have.

By obeying this slave boy was rewarded by getting to add to his label. I added "And Beautiful" then had to slowly stretch and condense my body. And I edged my self again and again. Then I jacked to edge while taking off the pegs, one side at a time, and rubbing the marks. the only two that remained were the two on my nipples.

Master then told this slave to eat the pre cum that had leaked all over his cock. Jacking to edge I removed the remaining two pegs and pressed in hard until I reached edge. Finally I was truly rewarded by being permitted to cum with my masters permission and in his presence. It was far more pleasing than when I came and disobeyed.

-Boi Han

Boi Blake's Heavy Heart

During my relocation over the past 2  - 3 weeks, Master was helping me with the transition. He was and is great at helping me through difficult decisions and processes.

During a chat we were having, I was not forthcoming with an answer to one of his questions. This has caused Master to become very upset with me. At the time of this, I did not understand withholding this particular information would have such an impact and I don;t really know why on earth I did it and then lied.

As the weeks have gone by, Master and I have had no contact with one another. My heart is heavy because I hurt Master in not sharing a simple answer, indicating a lack or my trust. But, I do trust Master completely and never should of  withheld any information from him.  It was silly, dumb and childish.

Now, I am fearful Master will punish me by not communicating with me forever. I do not want to serve him if he no longer wants me, but the need to serve him is deep within my being.

I have not been tempted nor have not had any desire to touch my slave cock or balls since this offense, for I know that  Master is the only one to control my slave cock and balls. This slave's body is his.

Regretting Slave

Sir, I am truly sorry and pray and hope you will forgive me. You are my Master and I serve only you. I love you Sir.






--Boi Blake

Boi Danny's Request of Master from Faggot's Side

 Hmmm, why would this slave ask his Master for a personal punishment that would be completely his and nobody elses is what you are wondering i bet? Well, I asked because I wanted a personal connection to my Master and to get deeper with him on a personal basis.

 Faggot saw the opportunity appear before him, when Master had told him that he has not used the punishment he has in mind for me on any other slave and that this would be the 1st time. I quickly asked Master if he would agree to only do it to me and no other slave.  Of course, I knew as a slave i had no right to ask him, but i dared to and did.  Master listened but refused to committ either way, but did not appear to be mad at faggot for his asking!

Slave in Ace Bandage

Next boi obeyed master and went to walmart to grab the ace bandage as Master had instructed him to do. I got the  4" bandage and then return home to show Master that he got the ace as commanded, and that it is ready for it.

Master has faggot take the bandage out its box  and wrap it around his neck ever so tightly to get me to realize what was going to happen for this session. Around and around the bandage went around my neck till i got to the end of it. Master then had me clip the ends.

He left me that way for a while, letting it get tighter and tighter over time. Then to my surprise he deems the bandage too big and ordered me to take it back to walmart and get a smaller ace this time preferably a 2 or 3".

So I go back to walmart again and get the 2 or 3" bandage and notice it has no clips, but instead was adhesive so i get it, seeing as it was the only small one there and that it was an ace too. I get back home and show Master, but he doesn't like the adhesive version....so i have to find the right one with clips.

Master instead tells me that it will not be used tonight and will be used for a later time, which both made faggot feel fearful, yet anxious for it too. I am not sure for certain what he is planning...my brain has some thoughts which are really scarey however.

 But I await my Masters pleasure, I exist for him, to make him happy.  If my pain, discomfort, and punishment is his pleasure....then I am ready.

--Danny boi

Boi Danny's Request of Master

Sometimes a slave tries to control his master to the extent of getting some treatment that is particularly erotic or meaningful to them.  In the worst case, they try to manipulate master to get what they  want or need.  In the best case, they ask for it politely, while expressing to master that it is not their place to ask for anything outside the limits or agreements that the master and slave already have in place.

In this case, my faggot slave, boi Danny, asked if he could request something special from his master, but knowing full well that it might not be proper and that he had no right to ask anything of master, and therefore he knew upfront that Master could even refuse to hear what it was.

Being a curious master and in a good mood, I told him to speak. He said, "Master, this faggot wants to have one punishment/training that he can feel it is reserved for him alone, and that master doesn't use on his other slaves."  "In this way faggot can give to master all he has, using this punishment to prove to master that he is owned and loves his master more than any other slave....if I do it well".

I said maybe, but understand that I do not treat one slave with more favor than another, and each slave has different levels of needs, wants, and capacity to serve master.  Consequently, master normally treats each slave differently in accordance with how he feels about the slave's ability and needs... But, what do you have in mind faggot?

He responded, "Sir, do you remember when you tied the sneaker lace around my faggot balls?"  I said, sure I had you tie them tight and wrap the sack round and round, again tight, so the balls were pushed way down in their sack, and the skin was shinny and you could see the veins popping up. 



Faggot to Shop for Master

But, faggot, when I did that you began to cry and wail and were in great distress.  But I kept edging you, so you eventually calmed down.....but never used your safe word....so I was proud of boi.

However, tying a bois balls is not something I would ever agree to just keep for one slave, for master plays with all his slaves' balls.

However, boi I might consider something else.....go to Walmart
 and buy an Ace Elastic Bandage.  

Slave's Ace Bandage

(to be continued)

--Master

Slave boi Han's Disobedience

Master has been so very good to me, and yet I was recently worthless to him and could not obey his simple order regarding chastity.

 I am not allowed to cum without my great master's permission in advance, but I did so anyway the other day.

I was very horny and decided that I would just jack to edge and NOT disobey master. This selfish slave, however, decided to use clothes pins, because when master uses them my cock absolutely loves them.  I started jacking to edge, over and over, getting closer and closer and finally I gave up stopping, as it felt so good that I just kept going and I came.  I truly was a worthless slave who did not use the adequate control that I have with the Free Will that my master trusts me with.

The instant  my cum came out of me, my worthlessness hit me and hit me hard. I had disobeyed my master and felt awful. I got on skype to tell my master what a selfish boi i had been. He was very upset and told me how I had disappointed him greatly and that I was going to be punished.

First, he told me to describe myself on my chest by writing "selfish boi" which had to be thick and wide because he wanted it to be visible in spite of my chest hair. I was ashamed and now marked, as a failure to myself; and worse yet to my master. As bad as this label was, the punishment was even worse. I was instructed to place double pegs onto my nipples and jack to edge multiple times, over and over again without cumming.




The double pegs caused me more  and deeper pain than I had ever experienced before. Master explained that when I disobeyed, he was hurt deeply also. Punishment did not end with my nipples, because then I had to place a clip  clothes hanger on the underside of my cock and let it hang. Then he jacked me to edge with it still attached and swinging. However, my caring and loving master soon let me take it off, but of course then I had to immediately jack to edge; which hurt, but still  felt so very good. I think master is conditioning my brain to enjoy the sexual erotic pain he inflicts.

Then I was told to take of the left  side double pegs and press in as I jacked to edge several more times. It was extremely hard not to cum, but I didn't let myself. The pain was so great and yet enjoyable that I could barely keep it in...then he told me to do the same to my right side.

He doesn't know this but that side, for some reason, is far more sensitive. As I was taking those off and jacking to edge I could feel the cum rising in me so I stopped. I tried hard but could not help but let a very little of it of to escape. Master was not upset as I did not really ejaculate and some cum just leaked out without an orgasm, because I had finally learned how to stop it! Desire to please my master had finally surplanted my own selfish needs...I was again proud to be his slave; but I do not know if he will again be proud to have me as his slave?

He ended the amazingly erotic and sensational session by telling me to get dressed, but reminding me that my label "Selfish Boi" was to remain on my worthless body as a reminder to my brain and cock of my disobedience.

 This session not only reminded me that my master owns every part of me, but also that I want him to own every part of me.

-boi han 

Success of Blog: Votes and Comments

 Readers: 

This blog has been very successful and I continue to get lots of comments directly to my Recon Slave and Master's profile account...thanks for that.  Currently the blog has over 4,000 readers a month! The majority are from United States, closely followed from the UK, then Europe and Canada.

The success of the blog is due in a large part do to my slaves getting excited and wanting to post their feelings and experiences as I train them. I allow any slave I train to post.  These posts are their own, in their own words and they post their own pictures as well.  I do not require slaves to post pictures with their faces showing, but some want to, and do as they are very proud and are fully out.

I ask the readers to do two things:

• First, leave comments on each post for all to read by clicking on the word "comments" or the small pencil if it is visible.  These posts are anonymous, so you do not have to leave your email or identify yourself in any way.  The slaves and other readers appreciate comments. Remembers the purpose of this blog is to share the reality of actual slave/master relationships, so your concerns, questions, or other comments are welcome. The author of the post will respond!
• Second, please vote and rate the blog by going to: http://www.bestmaleblogs.com/fetish/byrating/ and just click the number of stars you believe "A Master's View of Slavery" merits .  The more stars the more readers the blog will get.

--Master

A Bad Faggot, A True Story, but Told In Fairy Tale Style

This story is about a slave called faggot and a king called MASTER. This tale takes place in a castle far away called La sky peye. Here is the tale:

The Slave Called Faggot

Once upon a time in the land of La Sky peye, in a glorious magnificent castle there stayed a king that was referred to by everyone as MASTER of the land, "MASTER for short" and he had a slave called  Faggot.

MASTER  took a personal interest and used and tortured him at MASTERs leisure. One morning MASTER ordered Faggot to come to him for an early session. Of course, Faggot, came to see his MASTER and bowed deeply in front of him, although he was embarrassed cause he was already hard.

Master ordered Faggot to strip naked totally and throw his clothes into the fire and he would no longer need them. Naked, he was ordered to lay prostrate with arms and legs outstretched on the cold Castle stone floor in a X.

Then he was immediately instructed to jack to edge w/o cumming. To appease his King he obeyed and rose naked to his knees and instantly started jacking his hard cock. He wanked for a long time and was getting ever so close, but he didn't cum.

Next MASTER ordered it to rub its chest and jack to edge again w/ orders not cum. The fag did exactly what he was ordered to do pleasing his MASTER all the while. Then the king demanded the slave grab his belt and whip himself w/ it every time the MASTER called out a number.

So the faggot obeyed and did as commanded, after 10 whacks across the chest, the king ordered to have his slave to put the belt in his mouth and jack to edge, w/ every edge coming so close the faggot was ready to explode, but again did not, in order to please his king. "Sire it is getting harder and harder for me not to cum" The king told his slave to preserve and not to cum, for only Master controls everything about the slave: his cock, his balls, his ass, everything.

Then the King ordered Faggot to whip his hard cock with the belt 10 times and then ordered it to jack to edge again while holding the belt in his slave mouth.

 However, this time the slave's cock spurted cum w/o his MASTERS permission. Immediately the slave told the king that he had disobeyed him by accidentally succumbing to his maxed out edge.

The king was furious and called the faggot disobedient and shameful and ordered the guards to come remove  him from the Kings chambers and locked into his cage.

While the slave was being dragged away from his MASTER the King looked away and muttered "you are a disappointment to me faggot, all u had to do was follow your MASTERS commands, and you couldn't even do that well".

The Faggot was hand cuffed to the sides of his cage with his still hard dripping cock sticking through the bars. One of the King's guards, said Master has instructed him to punish you and your cock, and he took the palm of his hand, and rubbed it back and forth across the Faggot's now very sensitive cock head. The slave, squirmed, squealed and cried with tears rolling down his cheeks, begging that he stop, but the guard continued the rough rubbing of the cock head for over 5 minutes.

He then reported back to the King that he had done as commanded and the end the Faggot boi had said "I will be a good boi" and try harder not to cum next time.

What do the readers think?  Will boi cum again without permission?  If he does what should his Master do to him?  Add your comment by clicking on the word comment and my Master will surely read it.

But be please be understanding as it is very hard for this slave not to cum, after not being controlled for so long.

--boi Danny

Without My Master...I Feel Lost

For a long time I was offline. Like boi jase told somewhere in these blog, school is first and because I have some exams in early February I didn't go on skype for a few weeks. Master is always very insistent that boi do well in all his exams, so I knew I was doing the right thing to please him.

My last session with my master was on 16. January! After that I was online  for just for a few minutes and I was writing to my master, but in the meantime he has been offline and he didn't get my messages when he came on skype later!  Thus he was worried about me and I am sure soon became angry and disappointed.

Later I learned he also was writing to me while I was offline, so I also didn't get his messages (with skype it can be so: if both writers are online is OK, but if one is offline, he can not always get messages from another). I had totally forgot that I have masters mail address...

After two weeks of this agony, I remembered that I can send message to my master on "Recon", where I met him first. So, finally he saw my message and he wrote back! I was all the time so scared , that master will be angry, because I disappeared... But he was not. He understood and was happy.

He had thought that perhaps I didn't want to be his slave any more. But of course this is not true. I want to be his slave like never before! I love my master and I know that he loves me, so I don´t  want to leave him or that he leaves me!

That would kill me. I can't live without my master! In the time when i was studying and I didn´t have assignments to do I was so empty and unhappy. I am happy only when I know that the things I do, satisfy my master!

Because I live with my boyfriend, and the time zone is with 6 hours difference, I can't serve my master all the time. We can have trainings only at night, when I am  visiting my parents....and that will be this Friday. 

I did have one assignment that I could do during this period.  Master ordered that I write my name in the snow after the next major snow storm.  But to do so, slave had to go outside, take out his cock, and piss write his name, with the warm slave piss making the letters in the cold snow.  I knew I was going to have two problems with this: 1) it was going to really be cold to have my cock exposed and 2) I was going to be so excited that I would be totally hard, making pissing very hard!

Slave Piss Writing in Snow of Name

Well left is the required picture...so I was able to please my master and I hope you can read my name,even if it looks more green than the yellow it is.






 I hope, that this training will be tough, and will replace all missed trainings in this month, as I owe this to my master and myself. 

--boi Nathos

boi Han Intro

  It feels like forever since I have felt that I have been in my Master's comforting and controlling arms, but actually it has only been 5 minutes ago.

  So the point of this first post is to simply discuss what has recently happened between me and Master for the time that he has been training me.

 A few sessions ago we simply talked, he did not order me to do anything and I did not get an erection, at least not physically. We discussed life, what my plans were and how I have been trying to make up for past mistakes...mentally I felt good about it.

 But, tonight, just a few moments ago, I was physically satisfied. True to form, master started off by discussing life since we had last spoke. Then abruptly he ordered me to strip, which I did gladly. Next I had to get hard, which Master made super easy by ordering me to tweak my nipples and rub through my shorts. I was hard in a matter of seconds!

  He then ordered me to put a peg on each nipple. Then another one attached to that until I had a train of about 4 clothespins on each nipple. At this point Master knew I was harder than a rock. He ordered me to jack to edge.  In previous two physical sessions, I came uncontrollably prior to having been given permission, as it was too exciting and I had such lousy control. How embarrassing is that! I felt like a failure for days after.

 But back to this session, after swinging the train of pegs and edging several times I was told to put another peg on the one attached to my chest, except this one was supposed to squeeze the one on my chest even tighter. I then was ordered to use my fingers to squeeze them even harder ten times and then jacked to edge...my slave cock just jumped with each massive squeeze and precuming like mad. I was next told to put my hands into a fist above my head, then swung down several times in to my cock and balls. This was repeated several times, with direct hits.

  All this time I had remained hard, and had not cum. This in itself was exciting for me, because the past few times I was unable to control it and came too early, which caused me shame even though Master was going to let me cum, as he would tell me later...but I still was disappointed that I must have the worst control of any of his slaves.

Finally, I was then told to get on my bed on my back, and so I did. At this point I was simply naked, without pegs. I was told to jack to edge several more times and had to smack my balls a number of times.

The most exciting part of this session for me, however, was that I did not cum before being ordered to.....I held on...over and over.....finally Master told me I could jack off and cum. I must say that it felt better than any of the other times I had cum in my whole life and I was finally one proud slave boi and felt I finally deserved to be his.

--boi han

Danny Boi's Session w/ its MASTER

1st off let me introduce myself:

Hi, i'm danny boi , but really in my heart I am known as  my Master's faggot slave. I truly feel I exist to please him. My master is taking me into new territory, as I have been afraid of masters most of my adult life. I need direction and discipline, but have a hard time trusting others to protect and care for me.

I read most of the blog before taking the step to be owned by master, and I am/was very scared by potential punishments,as I have a very low tolerance to pain. Master told me to be brave and to think not about any pain, but focus instead of pleasing Master.  I also can tell you, I am very jealous of his other slaves, who can please him in this way....so I committed to myself to be strong.

 The first thing master did was to tie its balls with a sneakers lace, and to be truthful boi started crying purely out of fear, not out of pain.  I never asked master to remove it, I just cried. I cried both out fear what he might do with my tied balls as well as fear I would be dismissed for crying. 

Much to my relief and surprise  Master was patient and nothing bad  happened, except that I grew to be less fearful and to trust him.  At the end of my session Master ordered me to buy a bag of pegs(clothespins) from a local store.  I did so, because after all  he owns me, because I wanted nothing more but to please him.

So, boi had a session with its MASTER yesterday and it was with pegs, something that is very new to this slave.

MASTER had HIS faggot use pegs on several parts of its body. MASTER ordered boi to take the 1st peg and put iton its tongue and  told him to close its mouth and all of a sudden it began to drool...and much to my amazment it drooled uncontrollably ( in my mind, even though it was a peg in its mouth, it felt like MASTER's cock in its mouth gagging it). You can see faggots' drool on its chest in my picture below.

After the 1st peg was attached SIR ordered more and more, one after another it was put on its body till it I reached the picture of me here:

Faggot's First Pegs Ever

 Even though boy felt some pain it pursued to keep its MASTER happy. SIR had boi jack to edge w/o allowing it to cum, MASTER had boi do this quite a few times, w/ every peg holding tight on its skin and edging so closer and closer w/o cumming. Master has boi brush each pegs slowly as he ordered it jack to edge. This went on for over an hour and it's nerve endings were screaming, but boi endured and stayed very very hard to please him.

Then SIR than had it raise its hands all the way up to the ceiling, till it is fully stretched so the pegs can clench on its skin even tighter. This hurts alot, very painfully, but faggot boi merely pushed on to keep MASTER happy and so it can show his SIR it is a good faggot and only wants to obey even though it is in pain... its pain to furnish and add to my MASTER'S enjoyment of this faggot.

Faggot's Peg Stretch

SIR had boi do this a few times w/ each time having boi to jack to edge. The whole time boi is hard, not one time is its faggot cock soft. After MASTER had boi stretched to the fullest extent, HE said for it to slowly take the pegs off on right side first and to press in its right nipple as soon as the peg that was on it came off, it did as it was instructed to and felt a sharp nudging pain in it, MASTER had it jack to edge w/ every time coming closer and closer.

Strangely, boi began to enjoy it the whole time it was being tortured even though it was in pain. It was amazing.  As readers can see, I work hard to build my muscles and make my body attractive for master....but I never understood how to build my mind and heart to give my body to a master for even more submissison at a higher level of committment than ever before. I was very proud when Master told me my submision was something beautiful.

MASTER then instructed it to take the left side off and do the same thing w/ the left nipple as it did w/ the right. Boi did as instructed and felt another sharp pain in it and then was told to jack off to edge again w/ this time still pressing the left nipple in more and more so that it can still feel that sensation while getting close to its edge, which in fact this time it didn't take long to get to.

After MASTER asked it how it was and it told SIR it was new and it did hurt but wanted to keep going to please its MASTER. it told MASTER it loved HIM, and kissed its MASTER  and SIR said for it to go to the gym and work out for three hours to improve my faggot abs.

It was a great session and it enjoyed itself and can't wait for its next session w/ its MASTER. it is very fortunate to have one as HIM.  Boi is still scared of the unkown..of where he will take me, but I am developing a trust and I have not cried since that first time, when I had no casue to.

--boi Danny

Denial...Blue Balls...Then Explosive Messy Cum and Humiliation

This post is severely long overdue, but I am glad I finally have the opportunity to get it finally written. I was so busy with school, which master insists comes first, although late, it is an important post all the same.

A few weeks ago sir gave me my first 'task.', after not being allowed to cum for like 3 weeks....and of course he normally makes me edge every 24 hours for long periods of time....over and over again. 

A Sun Break Whilst Skiing In French Alps

My family went on our winter ski holiday, but I was able to keep in touch with master as the Chalet had wi-fi!  I thought surely master would let me cum, as being always hard in the hot tube with others was no fun at all...however, he took no special mercy of me and instead delighted in my discomfort.  The only upside was that I was glad he was happy tormenting me.

 On the eve of my returning from the skiing trip from France with my family I was finally allowed to cum.  In fact my Master insisted that I cum and very soon. Whilst I was more than happy to oblige  him as I had been dying to cum for weeks, the catch was that my ejaculation was only to be achieved in my underwear and trousers and the resulting mess was to be left for my entire journey home.

 I was not allowed to clean up anything...he made me rub my cock  from the outside, through my pants over and over until I came what must of been the largest load of my life!  It first felt so wonderful, but then I realized that I was not to be allowed to clean up, nor even unbutton my  pants....I felt the wetness in my shorts and it was even a little was visible on the outside of my pants and even worse it had that telltale cum smell!
 
Although the length  of the trip was out of sir's control, as it turned out it worked very much to his advantage and my longest day of humiliation in my life. The normal 4 hour trip, thanks to traffic and euro tunnel backlog, took 14 hours! That was  14 hours in which I was trapped in a car with my entire family, smelling of cum, getting sticker by the hour.

Trapped with weeks worth of denied release cum coating my underwear and pants. I must say that whilst this may not seem overly embarrassing as the outside pants dried and became less visible, it became a tad more than uncomfortable having to hold how I sat and how much I moved for the entire trip in order to try and avoid allowing the accompanying  cum scent to waft into the enclosed space that was our shared transport. Four of us and all our gear were packed into our Range Rover and I  even worse I had to sit next to my teenage brother all the way back.

The experience was exciting in another way. 1st through the damp  clothes and then 2nd the smell and  3rd the now stiff texture of my clothing  rubbing against my soon to be hard cock, which as usual has a mind of its own. With every movement and bump I was reminded of sir as I sat trapped for 14 hours in the unyielding traffic.

 For 14 hours sir was as much a part of the ride as anyone else and that was invigorating and very sexually exciting.  I wonder what  he will do to me next? 

--boi jase

boi Designer Intro

Artistic Depiction of a boi 

 Hello, excuse me in advance, but English is not my mother tongue and the following text is translated by google translate.

I want to describe my experience with this master so far. He contacted me because I was looking for a master, using one of the Slave/Master web sites. I'm 20 and I want to explore my sexuality and understand what kind of relationship I truly desire...and also in bdsm I want to learn my limits ...and my needs and how to form such a reality.

Very quickly, I realized that I wanted him to enjoy me, by using me for his pleasure. I discovered abstinence with its difficulty and power. I had to tell him when I touched my cock, if I came without his permission or not. It was giving up my sexual freedom...both erotic and frustrating.




At first, we made ​​contact once or twice a week ... And he made me push my limits and it attracted me more despite that I had uncontrolled fear about what he would do next to me. ...I but kept coming back for more.

After a week, he inflicted punishment, forcing me to clean my apartment nude while a boot was  hanging from my testicles, then forcing me to masturbate without enjoying a cum every 4 mins ... but  I've never had as much fun to clean ...

After that, I started to think about this slave/ master and worry about it (what did it mean, was it appropriate) and therefore stop my contact...

I just came back to him today after more than a month away and told him that I did not mean to reject his domination nor our relationship. After discussing my feelings and his with him, and following his request, I contribute to this blog in this way in order to explain to the readers what I learned with him.

I am learning that sometimes it is more important to be free to express ones feelings and thoughts, which is quite different than what I am at work and with others. ... Being in control seems necessary at work..but I think I am learning that in relationships it can/should be different at least for me.

We control at work,  but in relationships, we must learn to express our sexuality more freely. That I have done with my master and want to learn more.

..boi designer