A present from a slave. So what are some of the things a slave could give their Master for Christmas. I am a big believer in receiving lots of presents throughout the year from slaves. This is a sign that their training is going well and that they appreciate what you are doing for them. It shouldn't be a usual part of a training session that a slave brings presents as this then just becomes another task and doesn't really mean anything. Far better to receive three or four presents over the year which are a complete surprise and truly come from the heart.

One obvious one which I really like is to receive random photos of the slave naked in public, with a clothed male or performing some sex act. This really shows dedication and cheers me up if I am having a bad day at work. Another thing I really like is when a slave goes off and finds me a new slave to play with; particularly if the slave is one of my favourite types. A variation on that which I received a few years ago was a slave who brought me a mutual friend to play with who I had secretly admired for a long time. Neither I or the slave believed he would be into it but one day he said a couple of things which caught the attention of my slave. He then worked on him at the risk of personal embarrassment, to provide me with a new play thing. Well above the call of duty I felt. There are obviously material things or money the slave could bring but I am not really into paid Masters or slaves for that matter. Some acceptable things would be new sex toys particularly if they will test the slave. An ideal example of this would be a slave who resists chastity and then out of the blue buys himself a cock cage.

Perhaps another would be he buys an electro kit, new whip or humbler knowing full well that it is going to be used on him and there will be some pain involved. Some times a good laugh is just as well received. I really like getting photos or videos of slaves doing something out of the normal training, for my entertainment. An example of this would be a photo of the slave dressed as a female, or as some sort of deviant Christmas elf or Santa. Maybe a naked slave with a hard-on dancing to some tune or having sex with a blow up sheep. Surprises do need to be enjoyable and infallible. I would hate to come home with my dear old mum for Christmas lunch only to find a slave naked in the hallway, on all fours with a dildo up his arse and a humbler around his balls. Presents don't have to cost money but they do require thought, so that they will be appreciated by the Master.

A day with slave 26 part three. We arrived at the fetish club and I took slave 26 on a guided tour before heading to our private room. He advised me that he urgently needed a piss so I made him strip off before we went down to the toilets. He stood at the urinal and asked me how he could piss wearing the cage. I showed him it had a hole in the end for pissing and explained that if he was wearing it he would normally have to sit down to piss. I made sure I stood beside him as he pissed, as it is hard for some guys to start pissing with someone watching. He was ok with it and so I told him that I also needed a piss and made him pull my cock out and hold it while I pissed. He then had to shake it and put it away.

Back in the room I removed the cage and strung him up from a beam so that he was right in front of the window shutter. He was also blind folded so that he couldn't see anything. He was then edged a couple of times to just short of the point of no return. I announced that I had to go and he heard me walk out the room and lock the door leaving him exposed and within grasp of passers bye. I looked around the club but punters were few and far between. I eventually found one guy who promised to visit slave 26. By the time I got back he had already found slave 26 and felt him up. When I asked slave 26 advised that he thought it was me doing the feeling. I put him through some more bondage and then took him for a walk around the club. We found one guy who had a good long feel of his body. When we got back to the room another guy from one of the other rooms went bye and so I invited him to inspect slave 26. This guy was much more personal and as well as playing with his body, cock and balls, also made him turn around and spread his cheeks so that he could check out slave 26 man pussy. He also appeared to insert a finger.

I started to put him into some more bondage and edged him constantly both with my hand and mouth. At some point the neighbours came to watch the proceedings and so I got out my trusty box of pegs and started to place them all over his body. I like normal wooden pegs for the body but I have these nasty little wooden pegs that I use for foreskins. The neighbours seemed to enjoy this - slave 26 not so much. It was time for another walk around in the hope that there were a few more punters in the club. I made sure I took a number of pictures of the slave in the public areas of the club as evidence of the walk. We ran into one guy and I ordered slave 26 to present himself. He was getting quite good at this by now. Coming up close so they could feel him and standing there patiently while they checked him out. He would follow their instructions and thank them at the end. This guy also had him bend over and spread his cheeks for a good look and feel. He also sucked his cock until slave 26 was hard again. When on the ground floor I took the opportunity to hood slave 26 so that he was blind. I then tied him to the St Andrews cross and left him there for awhile while I went off to get a drink. I am not sure if he was touched up by anyone as I didn't get around to asking but I was only gone a short while and so I suspect he just had his imagination. After this it was back to the room. The neighbours room door was open and so we popped our heads in to say gidday. I invited the guys to check out slave 26 and ordered him to present to them. He walked forward confidently and adopted pose one. The neighbours hands went all over him. They asked me questions about him and I discussed his pros and cons like he was a prise dog. Once again he was asked to turn around and spread his cheeks while multiple fingers were inserted. He took it all in his stride like a real trooper. Back in the room I put him into light bondage for some more edging and mutual sucking. Alas time got the better of us and we had to leave.

A day with slave 26 part two. The spreader bar is one of the most useful and fun sex toys which anyone can own. It is so versatile and easy to use and a winner if you are no good at tying people up.

So I put slave 26 through a number of positions using the spreader bar. I then had him get us glasses of water. Initially I had him in position two which is a kneeling up right position and tried to put his glass on his head but I found he had a round head and it wasn't flat enough for me to use his head as a table. I then had him adopt position three which is a kneeling position and head down on the ground. It is a useful position and I used him for awhile as a foot stool. His glass was then placed on his back as I used him as a table. He was then ordered to remove the glass with out moving and without spilling any water. Unfortunately he spilt some water and so he had to be punished. It started with him over my knee applying a paddle to his arse a dozen times. I then gave his sides, thighs and feet a few hits. To finish off I spread his arse cheeks and gave each side of his crack a couple of wacks for good measure. This was only part one. He was then ordered to stand and I jumped on his back so he could piggy back me into the bathroom. He was ordered to kneel and I showed him how to really spill water by pissing all over him. Nothing worse than a dirty slave so I told him how disgusting he was and made him shower it all off. This was slave 26 first supervised shower.

Once he was clean I joined him so he could wash me. He was then told to dry himself and warned that if I found any drops on him at the end that he would be punished. Once dry I inspected him and was disappointed to find that he was the first slave to pass this test. Next he had to dry me and then dress me. I like putting a slave to use as a personal man servant. It was now time to move to the local fetish club as it had opened. The boi was told to dress and I left the cock cage on him. Before the fetish club we needed to get something to eat and buy a few things. Up at the local shopping centre in the car park I looked at him hard until he was uncomfortable and advised him that he was not adequately dressed. I handed him his slave collar and made him put it on out in full view. Later he advised that at this point his little sex thermometer wanted to tent his shorts except it was contained in the cage. Into the shop I lead him and we both noticed the smirk on the face of this hot guy who was coming out of the bakery. After the bakery it was the service station to get some petrol. I made him fill the car and then we both went into the booth to pay. His face was very red as the attendant inspected his collar while doing the transaction. Once paid he had to give me my loyalty card and change back which emphasised his subservience. Once out side he had to open the door for me and then take some rubbish out of the cabin and place it in the bin. I was watching with interest as the station attendant checked out the situation through the window. This wasn't lost on slave 26 whose little sex thermometer was poking at his cage.

A day with slave 26. I have been in contact with a slave for a long time who lives interstate. We have managed to miss each other on a number of trips due to the stars not aligning. Today the stars aligned and we agreed to meet in the city at 0930 am. I picked him up and brought him to my place. Its a good half hour drive so we had plenty of time to talk. I questioned him on his likes, hates, boundaries and prior experience. From that I was able to tell him about some of what I planned. I then told him about my requirements. One of which was that slaves are not to wear underwear when we go out as I like quick access to their equipment, I like their cocks to be easily identified if they get a bit hard and I like the way it tends to make them hard if they are not used to it. He was wearing shorts so I told slave 26 that I also like there to be a chance that his cock will be seen when he is sitting down in public. The look on his face was priceless when I told him to get his underwear off in the car. We were going through peak period town with lots of pedestrians standing around the car at intersections. He was already hard when he nervously got them off. I prolonged his trauma by making him stay naked while I fiddled around taking a photo.

He was then permitted to put his shorts back on for the rest of the trip. Once we got to my place I put him straight under stress by ordering him out of the house when we entered. He was reminded that I always like slaves to be naked at home and I made him strip on my front porch. My front porch is not totally private as it can be seen from the street but it does have some plant cover so its not wide open. I had a second surprise once we got inside. I hadn't told him about my 27 year old border. I made him present himself for inspection by the border. The border gave him a long look over, tweaked his nipples and gave his cock and balls a good handling. Unfortunately the border had to go out but his unexpected presence had given slave 26 his third shock. I then inspected slave 26 in detail. He is 28 years old and in good shape. Not overly muscled but trim and firm. He has a hairy chest, approximately 6 foot 3 inches in height with a 6 inch uncut cock. His balls sit close to his body and he has a really nice smile. He was then instructed in the three poses I have slaves learn and then practised in adopting them quickly.

I then got him working as a domestic slave. I gave him a number of tasks which required him to go out into my back yard. My back yard is quite private but a naked person can be seen if a neighbour looks over the fence or if people walk along the embankment at the back. First I had him empty the vacuum dust into the compost bin before he vacuumed my floor. I had him re-empty it once he was finished. Then there was the pot plants to water. Finally I had him make us a cup of tea. While I was drinking my tea I had him stand before me while I put on his CB6000 chastity cage. We had a bit of trouble wrangling his balls into it but we got there in the end. I had him lie on his back and then showed him how he can be edged while in his cock cage with the clever use of a Q-tip and some moisturiser. I love how an excited cock completely fills the cage and tries to push through the hole in the end of the cage. During our drive out he told me how he didn't want to cum during the session. Well that just told me that he needed lots of edging. Next I wanted to put him through some bondage. I got out the spreader bar and put him through a number of different bondage situations.

Humiliation. Most Master and slave profiles have some mention of humiliation and so you would think it would have some universal definition. As with most sexual things it appears it means almost something different to each practitioner.

I think that just dressing some one up as a girl for example might be considered by some slaves to be less than entertaining but I don't think it really qualifies as humiliating. I think for some thing to be truly humiliating it needs to have a number of elements. First off it needs to push the slaves boundaries and needs to be something they wouldn't normally do. So being dressed as a woman might be a stretch for a blokey bloke but a quick visit to any football club night generally produces half a dozen guys dressed in drag. I had a slave I dressed as a girl once and he just found it to be a turn off. He was a very blokey bloke sort of guy but to him he was a guy and had no wish or interest in being a girl. So secondly I think the slave needs to be in a unique situation. I think if there are two or more slaves engaged in some humiliation it spreads the ordeal to less effect. It is a lot harder to humiliate someone who is part of a group. I did get some success once from having a slave fuck another slave. The slave was fucked by a slave of lower standing and he found it both humiliating and a punishment. I am not sure the top slave felt that and it created status problems later. Thirdly I think you need an appropriate audience to create a really humiliating effect. I have pissed on slaves and they have found it unpleasant but I don't think any of them felt it was humiliating.

Fouthly the slave needs to have no control over the situation. I have had a slave walk naked down the street but as he had some shorts in his hand he had an 'out' if some one appeared around the corner. Normally when I get a slave to do some humiliating thing I leave a little bit of latitude so that if they are smart they can reduce the risks. For example I gave a slave the task of getting a photograph of his cock in a local park. He panicked and failed to produce the photo because all he could think of was standing naked in the middle of a crowded park. To meet the challenge all he had to do was wait until the coast was clear on one side, have his cock hang out of his pants and take a selfie with one of the parks features in the back ground. All it would have taken from start to finish was three seconds if he had been smart and with almost no risk. Another slave who was successful was given the task to have a picture taken of him naked with a clothed stranger. He told the stranger it was a football club dare and had no problems getting the required proof. It is a bit different if the task is part of a punishment and then I am generally a lot tougher with the rules so that there is less room to move. While having a slave naked in a public place can be humiliating I think some of the best effects can be got from making the slave do odd things in public while clothed. I had a slave do random exercises like star jumps and push ups in the street while on a shopping trip. Another was make a slave purchase some female attire and try it on in the shop. Another nearly died when I led him with a leash onto a bus. All good fun, totally legal but deeply humiliating.

Christmas. Well its nearly that time again when the world goes mad. Its around this time that animal welfare agencies start reminding everyone that puppies are not just for Christmas. Well it is also my time where I remind Masters that slaves are not just for the other eleven months. Along with having a slave comes responsibilities and so it is important that Masters realise that your slave should be part of your Christmas festivities.

So what do you do with a slave over the Christmas holidays? Here are some suggestions. One - parties. Most Masters are gregarious people who like parties. Why not hold a party for your dearest and dirtiest minded friends. Have the slave help you prepare for it and then act as a waiter when the crowd arrives. I always think a nude waiter adds a touch of class but even clothed it saves you lots of work. Two - presents. There is always a Master who you have no idea what to give as a present. Why not deck your slave in his best leather gear and then tie a nice big ribbon around his cock and give him as a present to this difficult Master for a day. The size of the ribbon can be reduced or increased according to the slaves cock size. Ribbons are cheap but as a present it will be priceless. Three - Christmas tree. Every house needs a Christmas tree. Why not decorate your naked slave with tinsel and then hang various baubles off them using pegs or clips. This is a very practical use for a slave and gives them time to consider their performance over the year. A star on the top might be a little impractical but what about a nice stainless steel butt plug. A good coat of paint could be used to spruce up an old slave and make them look like a million dollars. Some nice large painted weights could be suspended from their balls for that extra Christmassy look. Don't forget to give them a good sprinkling of sparkles. Four - rein deer. Place a nice large tail butt plug into your slave and add a hood with horns and you can have your own rein deer for a decoration. Five - Christmas carols. Nothing like a cheery Christmas carol sung to you by your slave. For that added touch why not put some nasty nipple clamps on him or a few pegs and advise that they stay on until he has given you an acceptable rendition of your favourite Christmas carol. Six - wrapping. Why not wrap up your slave in ropes or rubber suites and then put them under your tree to open with all your other presents. You could also put them head first in a sleeping bag like some giant present in a stocking and leave them near the mantle piece. Seven - feasting (not fisting). Christmas always brings way to much food and so you don't want your slaves to end up looking like beach balls by January. Why not start a rigorous forced exercise program with them which begins before Christmas and goes over the whole holiday period. That way they will look wonderful by the new year. Eight - Santa comes but once a year. Why not put your slave into chastity for the holiday period and then give him a big treat by allowing him to cum on Christmas day. His cum could be the icing to his Christmas cake or the custard on his plum pudding. When every one else is pulling their bon bons to get their paper hats, why not have your slave pull his pud for your guests entertainment. He could wear his cum as a hat. Nine - Christmas cards. Why not use a photo of your slave for your Christmas cards. Him in his rein deer out fit pulling you in a sleigh or dressed as your Christmas tree. Show him you have sense of humour and have him paint original cards with his dick for you to send out. Ten - egg nog. Have him make you egg nog drinks for Christmas eve which are flavoured by cum. Have him shoot a load into a cup each time you want a fill up. I hope these few ideas will inspire you to make it into a jolly Christmas.

Water for training purposes. Water is one of the cheapest and most effective tools in slave training. If used correctly this harmless, liquid can instil terror and instant obedience. Drinking. Depending on the slave I sometimes immobilise them by tying them or if they are more advanced in their training, I put them in a spot on top of towels and plastic. I then force them to drink lots of water until they can't hold it any more. At this point they will agree to anything to be allowed to piss. So if you want to negotiate a month of chastity or some other unliked task, then this is the time to get their agreement. Alternatively promise punishment if they piss with out approval and let them go until they actually wet them selves. This then gives you a reason to punish and also is very embarrassing for the slave. Weights. Water makes a wonderful weight particularly when applied to balls or nipples. I like to suspend a bucket or bottle from the balls of a slave and then gradually fill it with water. This is a great method of applying weight as it can be gradually applied. I find this increases the slaves ability to take the pain. You can even make it into a game with water being added or subtracted for correct or wrong answers. Trivial pursuit for the twisted and bent.

Punishment. Water is also good as a punishment. A good dousing in cold water will quickly change a slaves attitude. I have also played a game with this fun substance where I have poured buckets of water over a slave over an extended period of time. They have not known whether it will be warm or cold water until it hits them. The looks on their little faces is hilarious. For those into breath control a good head dunking, is a good way of restricting breathing and can be applied over an extended period of time. For those into torture (which I am not) then it can be used for water boarding. Bind the slave then cover his face with a towel and pour water over it. This simulates the feeling of drowning. Reward. After being made to crawl through cold muddy water or some horrible smelly substance a nice warm bath or shower can be used to reward the slave.

Exercise. Water is a great medium if you like to employ forced exercise methods in your training. Unless you have your own pool it can also add a bit of public display into the mix. I have taken a slave to a pool for a forced exercise session and made him spend a bit of time totally naked in the dressing rooms, displaying his body to any who looked slightly interested. This particular slave liked to be publicly humiliated but only a little bit and nothing likely to cause arrest. So having him wander around the dressing rooms for awhile was a good way of meeting this need. He was directed to shower and maintain a semi hard on with washing and then to dry himself with a hair dryer as if he had forgotten his towel. One of the old guys in the dressing room was obviously interested and so I had him stand near him and give him a real good look. It made the old guys day and probably caused it to be his last day, with a heart attack on the way home. Humiliation. There is nothing more humiliating than doing something nude and totally exposed under supervision. I quite often make a slave have a supervised shower or bath. Have a Master (there is more effect if the slave doesn't know the Master) with them in the bath room and have them directed on how to wash and dry themselves. I quite often give punishment for every drop of water I find on them when they declare they are finished drying. Once they have declared them selves clean, I have them kneel in the shower and then piss on them. I then tell them they are liars as they smell disgusting. They then have to go through the process again.

The competition. Well punters I am making a request to get two slaves of similar size, age and level of training into the same room. I always like slaves to be very attentive and so when there are two, the inclination is for them to compete for my attention. Well if they are going to compete I might as well formalise it and make it into a real competition. Here are some of the games that the lucky slaves will be competing in for my enjoyment. Points will be allocated for each competition and the loser at the end will be forced to serve the winner for a day.

One - Tug of war. This is loads of fun. Both slaves are on their knees about a metre apart with their backs to each other. I will then tie an end of a string around each set of balls. The slaves are to take up the slack and try and drag the other slave across a line. The use of a riding crop will add incentive. Two - The wank off. The slaves sit facing each other with their normal wank hand tied behind their back. They then have to wank and cum before the other slave using there unusual hand. Points will be allocated to the winner and the loser cleans up both messes with his tongue. Three - Wrestle mania. The slaves oil each other up and then wrestle until one manages to pin the others shoulders to the ground. I have always thought wrestling was a little gay. Four - Balls away. The slaves have a bucket tied to their balls. They take turns to put a cup of water in their opponents bucket. The first one to give up loses. Five - Peg off. The slaves stand looking at each other. They then take turns to put pegs on their opponents body. At every fifth peg they give the already placed pegs a flick. First one to chicken out loses.

Six - Knock Knock who is there. Both slaves are blind folded. They are armed with a rolled up news paper. They move around a room calling their opposite numbers name. The other slave has to reply. They can take a swing at each other with the paper whenever they like. They get points for each hit. Bonus points for direct hits on balls and minus points for misses. Seven - Out you go. Send them out for two hours. They have to get as many cock shots as possible in that time. Bonus points can be allocated for pictures of the naked slave with a clothed guy or for a naked random guy with the clothed slave. Eight - Suck off. The slaves adopt the 69 position and then have to try and get the other slave to cum before they do. Hands and mouth can both be applied. All cum must be eaten.Nine - Twisted. The slaves play a game of twister but have a short string joining their balls, so their movements are restricted. The loser falls over. Both end up with stretched and painful balls. Ten - Mousetrap. A number of mousetraps are set in a room. The slaves are then blind folded and sent in to the room to do some tasks. The slave who sets off the least number of mousetraps is the winner. Now who wants to play.

A funny thing happened in the dungeon. Well punters sometimes things go awry and are just so funny that you have to lose the stern look and laugh out loud.

Once while at another very finicky and house proud Masters house we were giving a slave a joint work over in the lounge room. He was on his hands and knees and we had been working a very large butt plug up his rectum. The slave was tight and the plug was large and rigid. We had been plastering lube around to almost no effect for 20 minutes when all of a sudden it went fully in to the hilt. There were sighs all round and a big high five. The other Master was about two metres behind the slave taking a picture when the butt plug burst forth collecting him in the head and leaving a trail of lube and liquid shit across the nice polished floor boards. The look of horror on the other Masters face was priceless. Then there was the slave I had masked and tied at the fetish club. The mask had a hole for his mouth but nothing else. I had been on a walk around and had ordered the slave to suck this members cock. It was all going swimmingly and so the random guy was invited back to the private room. As the private rooms are high up on a mezzanine floor they get hot, so I removed the rubber mask. The look on his face was priceless as the random guy was his cousin and neither new the other liked to play.

Another time I picked up a slave at a gay venue and took him into the toilets to check him out. It was more crowded than the 5 pm train to the suburbs and so we had decided to go for a drive. I drove to a nearby lane way that I knew and had him strip for examination in the car. He had been naked just long enough to get a diamond hard cock when a police car with full lights and sirens drove up each end of the lane sandwiching us in the middle. My newly met slave tried vainly to pull his pants over a boner only marginally smaller than the Eiffel tower. Two of the police came over and asked us what we were doing. In a moment of brilliance I said "nothing Sir" which in hind sight must have been the understatement of the year. Under torch light it was a bit hard to miss slave boi trying to get dressed around the boner of the century. Apparently a silent alarm had gone off in one of the adjoining factories and the police were out to investigate. After they had checked out the building they let us go, thankfully with a warning to keep away from lanes. Then there was the time I had a slave nicely bound on my lounge room floor when the dog came in and decided to hump his head. This was nearly as good as the time I had a slave staked out naked on a sand volley ball court. While I pondered the next move along came the neighbours cat and dropped a shit in the sand right beside his head. All priceless. Of all the funny events I think the best was one night while at a fetish gay bar in Melbourne one of the neighbouring factories had a small fire break out. As a consequence the bar was evacuated for safety reasons until the fire brigade got the fire under control. Imagine the scene where there were around 40 guys dressed up in leather looking like Village people standing in the street, with a couple of fire engines pulled up and firemen running around trying to put the fire out. All these hunky firemen running around with fire hoses and all the leather clad gay guys with bare bums visible through their chaps whistling and cat calling them. "Hey honey nice hose" or "come put my fire out spunky" or "do you need me to show you what to do with that hose" with the prize going to the three guys with bare bums poking through chaps, pointed at the firemen going "come answer our 000 call". Triple zero is the emergency telephone number in Australia.

What to do for that first visit. I have written in the past about what I do on first meetings but thought this time I would look at what the slave needs to consider prior to the first visit. First off have a long hard think about what you want to achieve. Do you want a long term relationship or are you wanting just to try being a slave. Is it about sex or is it about wanting to serve. Do you have a broad wish to try out a variety of aspects around servitude or is it about one scenario that gets you off.

I suggest you search the internet and read as much as you can. Talk to Masters and other slaves on line and really get a good understanding of what you want. Next join a fetish group either in person or on line. Online is easier to begin with and sites such as Fetlife and Recon are good starting points. This will enable you to learn the jargon and talk to people with similar interests. When you identify a suitable Master on line talk to them for awhile before you consider meeting. I am not talking weeks but make sure you have a good understanding of what they want and make sure they understand what you want. Always be respectful and make sure you always use their preferred title. Don't be overly familiar and during the discussions always read what the Master has written carefully. If he asks a question always make sure you answer the question fully and in detail. If he has to ask a subsequent question about the same thing then you need to include more detail. This is important as I find it frustrating when I get half answers or no answer to a question. The discussions should also include what the first session will entail. Be specific and work out the program prior to the event. Spontaneity is good but for a first visit a firm program will take a lot of the anxiety out of the meeting. Next work out a good location for the visit. I like to use a local sex on site venue as it has private rooms. There are people on site walking around and so it is unlikely that anyone will feel too venerable. Meetings in private houses or parks always leaves some one feeling nervous for a first visit.

Give the Master a number of possible meeting times so they have a choice. If there is any doubt about being available don't list it. Only list when you are definitely available. Nothing kills a budding relationship like a last minute cancelation. Try to meet fairly soon once you decide to go ahead. A visit a week ahead rarely comes off. Get a list of what is expected of you from the Master and make sure you meet all the requirements. If he wants shaved pubes don't rock up warbling something about how you want him to shave you. If the Master wants to shave you, they wouldn't ask for you to have shaved pubes on arrival. I like slaves to stand respectfully, head bowed, feet apart, hands by their side and motionless outside the meeting venue. I give this as part of my detailed instructions prior to the first session. Nothing pisses me off more than to find the slave standing around gawping at passers bye. Make sure you get there early so if you are delayed there is extra time to catch up if necessary. Once the session begins then do as you are told quickly. Not everything that happens during the session will necessarily be to your liking but bear with it as you won't know until you try it. Talk to the Master and let him know how you a coping as you go (if you are not gagged). At the end of the session give him feedback and be honest about how it went but remember to be respectful. He will find this useful and help him to better meet both your expectations. After each session make sure you send the Master a message of thanks for his time. Masters like this as it shows respect but also gives credit for all the preparation that goes into each session before the slave even shows up.

For what 4 for what. I have just come back from interstate and took the opportunity to catch up with slave 4. He is a slave I met in Melbourne while he was on a business trip. He has come down a number of times and we have caught up each time for a bit of a session. This time it was my turn to visit. He has a Master who he services on a regular basis but is allowed to play with me on visits. We met and had a nice dinner and then went back to his apartment. On entering he was made to strip.

His normal Master likes to restrict his cumming and so lately he has been putting him in chastity for ten days at a time. This is a pity as he is soooo funny when he cums that I could make a fortune selling tickets to people to watch the event. His face gets this really pained/ecstatic/shocked look and he twitches around like a snake on crack. He flaps his arms and legs to the point of possible take off. Hilarious. On the other hand when he is in chastity his brain fills up with cum and he becomes this really dumb goofy sort of clown who you just want to shoot out of a cannon and have the elephants step on. There he was in front of me naked except for a chastity cage. Hastily he explained that his normal Master wanted him to be chaste for two weeks and he was a week into what he considered an ordeal. Damn I was looking forward to the cumatron of edging. I made him lie on the bed and then tied him up so he couldn't flap away. I gave his dick dials (nipples) a bit of treatment with my tongue and fingers and started to increase the pressure in the cage. Then I brought out my secret weapon. Having guessed he may be in chastity I had brought some Q-tips with me. I inserted one into the end hole of the cage while slave 4 started to yell out 'NOOOOOOOOOOO'. I then rubbed it all around the head of his cock and watched him fill the cage to the point where there was cock pushing through the cage end and there wasn't room to move the Q-tip. Those little arms were pulling hard against the ropes and his legs twisting all to no avail as I wasn't finished. I continued to edge him on and off for awhile with breaks just long enough to allow enough subsidence for the Q-tip to be moved.

This was fun but I needed more. He was ordered to stand up after he was untied and I cut off the plastic cock cage lock. It was removed and he was ordered into the shower to clean up. He was warned that if he missed any parts that he would be punished. Once he confirmed he was clean I joined him in the shower. He washed me and then was ordered to his knees. He assumed I wanted to be sucked but I pushed his head away. I then started to piss on him and judging by the look on his face this was new to him and not very pleasant. I had been walking a bit around town during the day and it was quite hot and so I was a bit dehydrated. My urine was lets just say, very intense. I then advised him that he wasn't very clean and paddled his arse with my bare hand as punishment. He then was ordered to clean himself properly this time and then go dry himself. Once dry he had to dry me. He was then ordered back on the bed where I edged him for quite awhile. Sometimes I wanked him and sometimes I sucked him. He alternated between begging me to be able to cum and just as quickly saying he had to stay chaste as he didn't want to have his chastity extended by his normal Master. I then had him sit facing me at the end of the bed. He was then ordered to wank for my entertainment but was not to cum. I watched this for awhile with him stopping at the edge of cumming and sometimes with me ordering him to stop. I then had him adopt a kneeling on all fours position. From this position I milked him like a cow except he wasn't allowed to cum. Now for my pleasure. I lay back and he was ordered to suck and wank me until I was happy. I then had him roll onto his back and edged him for just a little bit more. He was then ordered to re-attach the chastity cage. It was now late and so time for me to head back to where I was staying for a good nights sleep. I am tipping slave 4 struggled to get much sleep that night with his balls such a nice shade of blue.

Fun at home. While I don't have a 'live-in' slave at the moment, I have in the past. One of the difficulties is maintaining the edge to the relationship. This is the same for all relationships even Master/slave relationships.

One way I keep the 'live-in' slave on their toes is to have specialty days. These are always good fun and are only limited by your imagination. The secret is to hold them regularly but not every week or else they lose their impact. One is the wank on demand day. On this day the slave is told that he will have to cum multiple times and that he will be breaking his record. Then at various times through the day he will have to wank for my pleasure and cum each time. This puts a lot of stress on the slave as the day goes on. Another is a dance day. Every time the slave hears music he is to carry out an improvised dance for my entertainment which must last for a minute. This is a good day to go for lift rides and visit supermarkets. It also gives you a chance to listen to some of your CDs.

Then there is the stay lower than Master day. On this day the slave is always to be lower than the Master or he gets punished. This really keeps them 'on' or should I say 'off' their toes as they have to constantly monitor your actions. Then there is the piss on demand day. This day can go either way. Either the slave has to piss every time he is requested or he has to drink every time you want to provide. It can be fine tuned by having him fill a specified container each time but not over fill it. We all know how horrible it is to stop a piss midstream. He is only allowed to piss enough to fill the container and no more. This is a bit of a variation to the next day theme which is the no piss at all day. This is real torture. Advise the slave they are only able to piss after seeking approval. Then leave them until they are begging for release or just wait until they piss themselves and punish them accordingly. I like to make them agree to something they really hate before I give approval. Then there is the punishment when a code word or special item is heard or seen. This can be fun if you are doing something like watching football. Give the slave a specified number of paddles for each goal kicked. Or if you are watching some well known TV show whenever a common phrase is uttered. Make them do 5 push ups every time they see a blue car for the day. This is an extension of the old drinking game. Then there is the blind day. Make them wear a mask all day. Give them tasks to do totally blind. This will test their memory of the house layout and will require lots of ingenuity. Another version of this is to make them wear a sling all day so they only have one arm to use. This is good as it can be used outside as well. So never let a day be boring. Use your imagination to really brighten up your Master/slave relationship.

The train tease. I thought today I would share a story about an encounter that I had which was not based on the Master/slave construct. I thought I would like to point out that sometimes the most erotic of encounters is with the mind rather than the physical body. This does directly relate to the Master/slave construct and is what any good Master tries to achieve. I have had slaves so scared by their own imagination that you could smell it in the air and they were totally unable to achieve an erection.

On the other hand I have had slaves who were so turned on by the prospect of some activity that their cock was rigid like a steel beam and pulsing at the mere thought. The event I want to talk about happened a year ago over a period of a month. I am a creature of habit and tend to catch the same train and enter the same carriage every night on my way home from work. Normally I will have a look around the carriage and check out the spunks. Its normally crowded and so there is generally a couple worthy of a detailed review. On this particular occasion there was a very hot Asian guy. While checking him out he caught me staring and smiled. What a smile it was too. Big and generous, with white teeth and an innate cheekiness about it. He then looked away which was a little odd. This was good as I could continue to size him up with out being self conscious of my staring.

And then he started. It was all very subtle and to the casual eye it would have been nothing but as we had shared that smile I realised that it was for my entertainment. First he lifted the front of his T-shirt and showed me his flat belly. Slowly he traced that line of hair down from his navel to just under the top of his pants. To the other passengers it was him scratching his belly but I knew differently. Then a few moments later he started to lick his lips slowly and sensuously. Running his tongue over first his top lip and then his bottom lip. All was not over as he brought his hand over the front of his pants and squeezed slightly so I could see the out line of his package. And so it went on. All the time he was looking else where, with only the slyest looks to gauge my reactions. Eventually he got off the train and left me with a very nice smile and a very hard erection. This was not the end of it. Every two or three days he would appear in my train carriage and the teasing would go on. Some times it was the lifting up of the shirt, the hand in the pocket playing with himself, the cheeky smile and once he even had an open fly and would open it up with a hand in his pocket; so I could get a peak of his underwear. I often thought about following him off the train but he got off at different stations making it hard to anticipate. In the end I decided it was better left as a fantasy. Then all of a sudden he stopped appearing. After maybe a month he was no more than a very pleasant memory.

Test run on an experienced slave. I recently had an older more experienced slave contact me wanting a training session. This slave had served a number of different Masters over extended periods of time and had done everything from arm pits to erogenous zones. He appeared comfortable with most things except blood, scat and permanent damage which is fairly common as far as boundaries go. We arranged to meet at my place and he was told to appear, collared and kneeling at my door, on time and shaved smooth.

At the witching hour there was a tap at the door. There was my slave in collar and on his knees waiting my pleasure. A pleasure it was, as he had decided to give me a bonus. He was totally naked and already had a chastity device installed on his cock. He was around 5'10", slim build, slightly balding buzz cut hair and with a reasonable but not over muscled body. Body wise he was smooth with a smallish but not unreasonable cut cock. I waited to open the door while I took in this great picture. Fortunately my front door is reasonably protected by a tree from neighbours eyes. I eventually told him to come in and bring his things. I get approached by slaves all the time professing that they are experienced but when put to the test regularly fall way short. So I put him to the test. On your knees boi. Take off my socks I ordered - with your teeth. He did this and was ordered to worship my feet. My feet had been clean an hour or so ago but in that time they had spent some time in shoes and so they had a certain ambience. He ran his tongue all over my feet and between the toes. Sucking gently on each toe as he went. Licking the whole length of the sole and around the ankles. After awhile he was told to move to the other foot. I enjoyed this for a good 15-20 minutes and then moved on to test two. He was ordered to now lick my arm pits. Without hesitation his tongue darted into the black abyss and started with a long lick from bottom to top. He then flicked his tongue in and out and twisted it in a circular motion so that he created little dread locks and thoroughly ingested the scent. At some point he switched to the other side and gave it similar attention. Tick to test two. Now boi undo my belt and pants but only use your tongue. He struggled with this but got there in the end. I helped him pull down my pants and jocks and then sent him to work on my penis. Once again it was a hands free exercise. He proved to be a competent tongue-ologist and successfully edged me many times over an extended period. His cock was by now dribbling uncontrollably with pre-cum. Lie on the ground on your back boi was his next task. I played with the cock cage a bit and gave it a good twist, slap and pull. I tweeked his nipples and found them to be very sensitive and so I put a pair of nipple clamps on him to see how he went. This he found painful and twisted and turned like dog rolling in horse shit. I removed them after a short while and gave each nipple a good flick to bring them home. I then sat on his face and had him lick my balls. After this I moved so he could polish my ring. He was not shy in getting his tongue right up into my hole and was skilful in the way he was able to dart his tongue around the area. By the time he finished on my hole it was clean and shiny and cleamed like the sun was shining out of it. I then had him kneel head down in front of me.

He had brought a new butt plug with a whippy dog tail on it for my pleasure. I lubed it and him up and try as I might we couldn't get the thing in him fully. This was disappointing but he promised to buy another one which was slightly thinner so it will be a pleasure for the future. He professed to giving a good massage and so off to the bed room we went. I had him act as my man servant and remove and fold my clothes. He then gave a very good massage which went for around an hour and literally started with a head massage and finished with a toe massage after covering all parts in between. He was then sent to work (no hands) on my cock with his mouth. A bit more edging until I wanted to cum. When I cum he took the full load in his mouth and disposed of it thoughtfully in the toilet. He then was ordered to dress me again. We went out to the lounge room where I had him clean up the various dribble, lube and cum deposits and then sent him on his way. A job well done.

The straight newby. I was recently contacted by a straight Asian guy who is married and wanted to experience the Master/slave dynamic. This is not the first time this has happened and adds weight to my theory that in this day and age people are more experimental and sexuality is more a line than a pocket. At one end is gay and the other end is straight and people move to the left and right of the line according to who they are with, their developing interests and their environment. Along the line are little side lines which contain special interests like BDSM, WS, dwarves, pregnant women, grannies, socks, leather etc. I digress. He was keen to meet and it was arranged it in a public space so we could check each other out. Over a coffee we talked about his likes and dislikes and what he wanted to achieve. I discussed how I run these sessions and he sat listening attentively. The boi I will call slave 24 asked some good questions and answered my questions confidently without bullshit. From my questions I gathered he had had almost no experience other than straight vanilla and definitely no gay experience. This was going to be a big leap for vanilla 24. The only kink appears to be that his wife gets some enjoyment out of pegging him very occasionally.

Vanilla 24 was a big guy for an Asian, standing around 6' 3" with quite big hanging balls, a bit over weight but with muscles. At first glance his dick appeared quite small but once it got angry it was a grower and shot out to a respectably 6", uncut and on the thickish side. I was unsure how someone so vanilla would cope with a session so I decided to test him out. I led him to the public toilets without telling him what I intended. The first toilets we visited appeared to be the centre of a parade and so we relocated to quieter ones around the corner. Once inside I opened the fly on his pants pulled down his jocks and started to fondle him. I also made a cursory check of his body by exposing his nipples and giving them a tweek. I was pleased to see that his cock became hard instantly to my touch. He would be alright and so we parted and went off to check diaries for a session time. Over the next week every time I spoke to him on line he mentioned how turned on he was by me handling his cock. I also got a lot of texts as he was really getting hot at the thought of the upcoming session to the point where I had to tell him to settle down. On the day he couldn't wait for the kink club to open and wanted to meet early for coffee. I made him wait. When we got there the club was late opening. I got impatient with the small talk and so I led him around the corner to a lane. I put him against the wall and felt his cock and balls. There was no movement there. We nearly got caught as a tradie walked past just as we headed out of the lane. The club was open and so in we went. The barman was still opening up and so while vanilla 24 and I were alone I unzipped him and felt him up again. Still no movement in the sausage department. Once inside I had him strip in the bar area in front of the barman and gave him a physical examination including inside his mouth. Running my fingers around his teeth.

His dick if it was possible appeared even smaller. He was wearing a thin leather strap around his cock and balls and his poor little weaner barely poked out from under the leather with his foreskin puckered like it had sucked a lemon. He was so nervous you could smell the fear in his sweat and there was plenty of that making him clammy. He was then ordered to pick up his clothes and the towels and we headed off to our private room. From my discussions with vanilla 24 I knew he wanted to be paraded around the club naked and felt up by all and sundry. Well he was going to have to wait as I wanted to get him dick working first. He was tied to the bed spread eagle and helpless. I then commenced to edge him. Fortunately he started to settle down and his bratworst went from clit to cock, inch by struggling inch. I put him into a couple of bondage positions and edged him at each stage. He was loosening up and his cock was starting to respond quickly to stimulation. Time for the walk around. As it appeared quiet, we skipped the hood and set off on the detailed tour. I made him pose for a number of photos in the public areas. Once we got to the down stairs play area I had him lie tied in front of the porno screen where I wanked him a few more times right up to the edge, to the point where his cock was throbbing but not spitting. I then had him wank for my entertainment but once again only up too but not cumming.

I then tied him to the St Andrews cross and wanked him yet again while he was spread out. I was a bit annoyed as the club was totally empty and even the barman had retreated to the office and so back to our room. Back in the room I had him present his arse. It was time we gave that virgin hole a test run. I used a number of dildos on him gradually increasing the size. He was very sensitive though and couldn't take much friction and so I worked the dildos slowly in and out. That was enough for an introduction so off to the stocks then for more intense action. Unfortunately I realised we were nearly out of time. I wanted him to go away happy and so he was put spread eagle on the bed again and edged but this time allowed to cum. Let me tell you it has been awhile since I had seen that much cum. He shot it as high as his nipples, in thick dollops of salty goodness. I then scooped it up and put it into his mouth. He was then sent on his way and told to talk to me on the fetish website. Shortly later I received a text thank you on my phone like every good slave should do after a session.

Sex rules with a BF.As discussed in my previous post it is possible to have a boyfriend who is also a slave but it requires much more effort if you want it to last. Right from the start you need to think about rules for how it is going to work and you need to have a long and open discussion about it. In a normal Master/slave relationship the Master can have sex with whoever he likes however the slave only has sex with persons blessed by the Master. In a normal B/F relationship this is not the usual case.

So if the Master intends to have sex with whoever he wants then this needs to be part of the agreement but it probably won't fly for long. What usually happens is that there is an agreement for third parties to come and play but only with both the Master and slave. In one of my previous relationships I would occasionally let the B/F have sex with someone by him self but it was generally a task designed to put him under pressure. He would be told to go and find someone to have sex with and send me a photo within 3 hours and he wasn't to go to a sex club. I had lots of variations on this theme. Once he had two hours to get a photo of himself totally naked beside a fully dressed male in an outdoors area. This put him under lots of pressure. I always wished I had got him to get a photo of him naked with a female. This would have been better as I knew he would have hated this and so it put him under even more pressure. There were other times I had him go out and get a photo with himself naked with a person of an ethnic variety, body shape or age which he didn't like to cause maximum pressure.

Other variations on this theme was to have him get a photo of himself naked beside a fully dressed stranger but for him to have him wear his chastity cage. This ensured the stranger was totally aware of his slave status and it also made him have to explain himself without being able to talk it away as a bet or student prank. Once on holiday I had him go out and recruit someone for both of us to have sex with and gave him specifics about what age, body type and ethnicity I wanted him to source. He got some one in the end but it wasn't to my specifications and so he was made to just watch. As previously mentioned as a Master you need to be able to read the room. If you have an open ticket to have sex with whoever you want, then you need to sense if the slave becomes unhappy with this and modify the agreement or your behaviour. It is also nice to provide treats for a B/F and so occasionally you may like to recruit someone specifically for the slaves use. It is important even for a slave/BF to feel special at times so that he knows you care.

Master Led Relationship. Well let me state straight off that each Master/slave relationship is different to some degree or other however there are two types of Master/slave relationship which are considerably different. One is the normal Master/slave relationship where the Master runs the show and uses the slave according to their agreement. The second type of Master/slave relationship I want to explore today involves the situation where the Master/slave are also boyfriends.

The main difference between the two types of Master/slave relationship is the emotional attachment. You cannot have a boyfriend relationship without some form of emotional attachment. This can then create tensions between the normal Master/slave relationship. For the boyfriend relationship to work I think more effort needs to go into the agreement. You need to be very clear of boundaries and stick to them religiously. Once you have that sorted, you also need to be flexible, so that when the emotions kick in and irrationality comes into play, that you can adapt your actions accordingly. This may sound like the exact opposite to my previous statement and you would be correct in thinking that at face value. Unfortunately we are talking about emotions which don't have to follow rhyme and reason. So the Master has to be particularly attune to his slaves reactions and in the words of the great Kenny Rogers "You've got to know when to hold 'em, know when to fold 'em, know when to walk away and know when to run". This is not easy and this is why the boyfriend relationship is very hard to maintain. I met a Master/slave couple who had lived together for a couple of years. They described an incident where the slave had had a very tough day at work. He was normally expected to be naked around the house. This particular day the Master came home and the slave was fully dressed and sitting on the floor. He failed to acknowledge the Masters presence and was grumpy when challenged. The Master realised there was something wrong and left him for 20 minutes to cool down. Eventually the slave realised what he had done and he came out to the Master naked to apologise. The Master listened to his story and provided some emotional comfort. He then told him to get the paddle and lie over the back of the couch with his bum in the air. The slave was then punished for his rudeness. If the Master had taken to the slave the moment he got home then the relationship could have been over.

Being in a boyfriend relationship also brings the challenge of time and boredom. Being in each others company most of the time means that the Master has to be quite creative to keep it interesting or one or both parties will get bored. Some couples get around this by only living the Master/slave dynamic during set times or only during sex play. This to me is only playing and lacks real commitment to the life style. There is also the degree of involvement. You could argue that where a couple has a dominant partner who approves all the decisions, and who is probably (but not necessarily) the top, then they are living in a Master/slave arrangement. This could even be true if the sex is vanilla. This would be the lowest end of the scale but is probably the most common form on the Master/slave boyfriend relationship scale. In future posts I will delve further into this topic and would like to hear from Master/slave couples on their situation.

Role play. There is nothing I like better than a good role play. My last blog was about a role play meeting a week ago that involved an Army prison scene. Because of the nature of the scene it was a little more violent than I would normally like and involved some pain being inflicted. Having said that it was a lot of fun and I found that I got right into it.

The issue I had was that it involved the prisoner being hooded and gaged for most of the scenario. I had to push him to the edge but make sure that I didn't go over the edge and make him gun-shy for future sessions. I found it quite hard to gauge how close he was to panic when I couldn't see his face and his words were distorted. I had to rely on his body language and the amount of twisting and turning. Waiting for just that moment when his twitching goes over the edge and starts to suddenly increase in intensity. When twisting or stretching balls there is that moment when the prisoners voice goes up a marked octave and indicates that you have applied enough pain to hurt but not quite enough to damage. This does not come across the same when they are gaged.

I think if it is a house slave it would be a lot easier as you would have a detailed knowledge of his workings but in this case slave 17 has only been to a handful of my sessions and so we are still very much learning about each other. I always encourage slaves to talk to me through sessions (as long as its respectful) and so this generally helps in a normal session but not in this case. There was a moment when I had the prisoner pulling a set of weights across the floor. They were quite heavy and put a lot of pressure on his balls as they were directly tied to just his balls and so his dick couldn't take some of the strain. I found the best way to gauge his level of discomfort was to give him a good wack with the paddle and see if he was able to increase his effort. If he wasn't then I guessed he was at the limit. Not a very accurate guide I am afraid.

You are absent without leave soldier. Last week I had slave 17 contact me asking for a session. Normally we have played at the local kink club but today he wanted to play at his house. As preparation, I had him lay out a selection of his under wear as he gets turned on by underwear and sports shorts. He was told to be kneeling and to be wearing just a T-shirt and shorts. I then made him model them for my entertainment and I made sure it contained plenty of handling of his goods. Not knowing the lie of the land I got him to give me a tour so that I could best work out where we were to play. This particular slave likes to be imprisoned and made totally helpless. I advised him that he was going to be a soldier who was AWOL from his unit and that I was the Military Policeman sent to return him to barracks. I went outside and knocked on the door. The moment he answered the door I burst in with a billy club yelling and ordering him to the ground. He was prodded quite hard with the club so he knew I meant business. He was then quickly bound with his hands behind his back. He was then stood up in front of a table where I started to interrogate him about where he had been and who had helped him get away. I wrote down his answers and then easily found fault as he couldn’t remember the peoples names he quoted. I accused him of being a liar and bent him over the table. He was then paddled with a duster I found lying around his room. It was half a metre long and when you pulled off the dust cloth you were left with a 4 cm wide plastic strip on a handle which was quite whippy and nice and stingy.

I then threw him on a mattress in a side room and locked the door. This is where we nearly came unstuck as the door had a dodgy lock and I couldn’t get the door open. Luckily he was able to get up and open the door from the inside with his hands tied behind his back. He was then brought back into the interrogation room and the questioning continued. Over the next couple of hours I put nipple clamps on his scrotum and nipples. His balls were stretched and given a work out with the paddle. A couple of times he was put back into the side room for time out. One of the times while he was kneeling on the mattress, I had him hooded. I walked around him hitting my hand with the paddle so he heard the slap of it. Occasionally I would give one of his legs, thighs, balls, cock or butt a few stinging flicks with the paddle. This was very disconcerting as he couldn’t see what I was doing and so would suddenly feel the sting. He was proving to be a tough customer and so I had to come up with something extra to get him to talk. I put a bag over the wrestling hood he had on and then started holding his nose and covering his mouth until he started to show signs of distress.

I would then release it just long enough for him to get a couple of breathes and then I would block his air again. There is no good interrogation without some electric torture. I put my electro kit on him and gave his cock a couple of good jolts. This wasn’t on purpose, it was just that the set is playing up and so I gave up on it before his cock was cooked. Time for a hood change and so I put him in a black neoprene hood which has removable eye and mouth covers. To make it that more uncomfortable I put a horse bridle gag on him with a pair of his underwear jammed in his mouth to make it hard to breath. He has nice big meaty balls and I noticed a weight set on the floor of his room. I tied them to his balls and then had him drag them around the room. I had him tied to the interrogation chair while I questioned him for the millionth time. Every time I didn’t like his answer he was paddled in some uncomfortable place. By this time he was talking like a canary and owning up to all manner of things. There was a Russian mafia connection, lots of names of accomplices, and apparently while away from his unit, he fled to China to set up an arms/drug/refugee smuggling business. Anyway all good things must come or is that cum' to an end. The interrogation chair was in front of a large screen TV and so I played one of his porn movies which involved a couple of prisoners being mishandled. While he was tied on the chair he was forced to watch the porn while I slowly rubbed his large cock until he exploded in a fountain of cum. Nothing like a happy ending to a day of torture. Then I got home and found a message from slave 6 and a young local guy wanting to play but that my friends is another story.

A slaves thought on my ramblings about what it takes to be a Master. This is the message I got from slave 4 after he read my last blog post.... I read it Sir. Sounds like I haven't met a wide range of Masters and Ur making me wonder why I visit the same Master... For me it's safety, attitude and experience Sir. I totally respect that. I keep visiting the same Sir cos I know he's safe (and I knew he was safe because he could write a thoughtful intelligent sentence when I first saw him online). He isn't a time-waster (he keeps a date and I keep up my end of the bargain) and his experience was just a bonus. I'd respect him even if he was inexperienced but since he's Dom and he's very sure about what he wants, I could not help but feel impressed with his experience. I think the gear, the age or the look of the Dom is secondary, these are just "wow-factors". Doesn't make me respect the guy. The Dom I play with doesn't wear any gear (but he has lots of toys), and he's semi-retired old. He's strict but not scary. He is sure of himself and he doesn't leave me with any doubt about what he wants or what I'm going to get. I'm more willing to try new things with him because I know he won't go nuts. I think that's really the ultimate indicator of respect. He doesn't push me to do this or do that. He just suggests it and let's me choose to it, if I want. Sometimes its many months later before I summon the courage to try it. And the weird thing is, despite being "used and abused", I sense his "empathy", like he's more interested in the mental aspect of play rather than the physical. Which makes me realize this guy really knows what kink is all about. Sorry about the ramble Sir. Your blog made me think about it a little. My response to slave 4....That my boi is what I was getting at. You need to have trust and respect. You are a good boi despite your brain getting clogged with cum occasionally.

Happy to be back.> Let me start off saying how sorry I am for not posting over the last few weeks. I had injured my back and was in the position where I was in so much pain that I couldn’t, sit, stand or lie for more than a few moments. To make matters worse I did it in bed. That in itself could have made it worthwhile but in my case, there was no involvement of swinging on chandeliers, or jumping off ward robes. All I did was roll over in bed and that was the end of me for over three weeks. I also was unable to play as it is very hard to have the presence of a Master when you walk around like Quasi Modo. This brings me to my topic for today. What is the correct presence a Master has to display to get the respect of slaves? This is quite hard as everyone is turned on by different things. Last weekend I was talking to a gay friend on a related topic and we found we both admitted to having at some point a totally unreasonable fixation on someone who normally wouldn’t get considered. Fortunately, these tend to be short lived but never the less totally mystifying. I have noticed most Masters seem to be older than the slave.

This is understandable I think as most people go through their lives conditioned to respect their elders and most authority figures tend to be older. There is however also a group of powerful men who tend to be older and who get sick of always being in charge and like to just be told what to do by someone else. Most Masters also seem to be big men however I have seen some quite ferocious small Masters who brought fear and awe to their slaves. Most seem to have big penises however once again you occasionally find one less than hung. Most are tops but not all as there are a few who dominate by riding the sausage from the top while the slave is on his back. Most Masters seem to dress in a very manly way with lots of leather, metal studs and denim but not necessarily all the time and some not at all. I have seen a couple of Masters who dress in normal street clothes. The attitude also seems to have some variation. Most display a strict, unfriendly and slightly scary persona however not all. I know an Asian Master who is quite friendly and easy to talk to but it doesn’t stop him from being strict and demanding. This is very common when the Master and slave are also in a relationship. The boyfriend slave has to be compliant but you have to be a bit more normal in your day to day workings as you also have to deal with day to day activities. So I suppose it is hard to be very precise in describing the requirements of being a Master. A couple of things are clear however. Masters must always be consistent you can’t wobble between personas. I think Masters need to be intelligent and creative. You can’t keep serving up the same agenda and expect the slave to hang around. You have to be proficient in your kink play. You need to be able to confidently tie someone up, understand dog training, know how to get in and out of rubber etc. The slave needs to feel safe with you and trust you. Above all the slave must look up to you as being better.

Sorry. I have hurt my back and am having difficulty sitting long enough to post. I will try and send one later this week.

It doesn't have to be wild but definitely not mild. I haven't seen slave 2 in over a year. He recently contacted me on a fetish website and we agreed to catch up. We have had a long history and one which has been interesting and diverse over my early days as a Master. Like an old boot he is comfortable and knows how to please me exactly as I like it. We are both busy people, who have hectic lives and so it took a couple of cancelations before we finally decided to meet at my place. He arrived at the appointed hour on Monday night and entered as I stood aside so he could place his bag near the door. I had only just got home and so the heater hadn't started to kick in and warm the place. Even though it was chilly he commenced to remove his clothes, until he stood naked in front of me. All the clothes neatly folded and him naked in position one in a show of respect. I let my fingers run over his body until they clamped on his nipples which I started to pinch and twist until he flinched.

I led him into the kitchen and with out an order he started to make dinner. He brought all the ingredients and other than the use of a few of my kitchen tools, he set to work. Within a few minutes he had dinner bubbling away and smelling delicious. He then suggested we adjourn to the bedroom so he could give me a nice massage. I have had many massages from slave 2 and they are sensational. He massages the whole body from the top of your head down to your toes and all places in between. He also uses yoga techniques to further enhance the stretching of tired muscles. Occasionally he would wander out to check on dinner. Once he had finished the massage, complete with happy ending, he got up and headed out to the kitchen to serve while I had a quick shower to remove the oil. By the time I had finished my shower, dinner was on the table. A lovely pair of tender lamb shanks over a mash of mixed vegetables and a rich sauce. I permitted him to join me at the table and we had a nice dinner with pleasant talk about old times and generally catching up. I then went into the lounge room and started to watch Australian Ninja. Nothing like the sight of rippled male bodies, doing very hard things, to grab the attention of a gay male. Meanwhile slave 2 had got up once we had finished dinner and without asking, commenced the washing and drying up. He then came in and asked if I would like a cup of tea. With out having to tell him how, he remembered and went off and made it just as I like. When he returned with our cups of tea, he was going to sit on the floor at my feet however as he had performed well, I permitted him to sit in the other chair. Once the show finished he asked permission to be able to go home. Once approval was given, he quietly got up and got dressed. We hugged momentarily before he left with promises to meet again next week. Sometimes it is the simple Master/slave interactions which provide the most pleasure and don't require a lot of preparation or paraphernalia.

All that glitters is not gold. I have mentioned once before that I started off as a slave. I did this so I could learn more about Master craft. I am way too dominant to enjoy too much of being a slave but it was necessary to learn how to manage slaves properly. Well occasionally I go and do a session as a slave. I do this to to keep my eye in and particularly if the Master appears to offer something different. Sometimes I also do a random slave session just because I need a break from being a Master. Well yesterday I did a random slave session just for a break. I got said Master from a fetish web site. After a day of texting I arranged to meet the next day. He wanted to meet the same day but I had a commitment that went over time forcing me to delay the event. Prior to my departure I was ordered to come dressed in shorts and I was to bring an array of underwear as he wanted a fashion show. No problems, I am gorgeous and happy to show off my body. So I put on a jock strap, which I covered with a slim sided pair of jocks, then a normal sided pair of jocks followed by a set of trunks under the shorts. On arriving at the location I text to say I was coming in so he could be ready. I knocked on the window as I went up the stairs and the door was opened for me to enter.

The Master was behind the door and I didn't see him until the door closed. According to the website he was 57 years old with an average body. The photos looked like he was slim with a nice package showing through the underwear photos. Clearly the description was written by someone looking through beer goggles. He wasn't a day under 70, the average body was more like a pregnant Gollum, he had a notable limp, balding with scruffy hair and comb over. The unit was very untidy to say the least, with junk piled on all horizontal surfaces. He had a large computer screen on a desk in the multipurpose living area which he had twink porn playing for our amusement. I was ordered to remove my shoes and T-Shirt so he could get a better look at the shorts. I complied and was standing in front of him while he felt my body. He had a nipple fetish and was tweeking my nipples and asking me how much it turned me on while he dribbled like a hungry Labrador. He was dressed in some black shorts and a grey T-Shirt and nooooo socks as well. He kept playing with him self as we talked which saved me having to do it thankfully. I was asked to show him my underwear so I removed the shorts. He liked the trunks but started to walk towards the bedroom. I told him there was more and he came to see me reveal the jocks. I then removed them and showed him the slim sided pair. He was happy with them and decided to feel my package. It was then he discovered the jock strap underneath. When I had removed them he had to feel my bare arse. I was then ordered to go into the bathroom and put on a pair of his shorts. I came out and showed him. He then ordered me to go back in and try on some of the underwear that was strewn across the bed. Fortunately they fitted me but I suspect they hadn't fitted him in the last 20 years. He inspected me in the underwear and seemed happy. He had made me a cup of tea and ordered me to chair beside him at the desk, so he could show me more porn on the computer. While I drank the tea and watched the porn, he tweeked my nipples. I was then ordered to tweek his nipples. He seemed to like this but it was like feeling a pair of old socks with sand in the bottom. I had been a couple of minutes late due to his poor directions and so I was advised that I would be punished. Fair enough that's what I would have done. He ordered me to get a riding crop out of a draw and place the leather end in my mouth to soften it up. He then wanted me to stand behind him and play with his nipples with the crop in my mouth while we watched the porn. Great idea until he asked me to look at something causing me to hit his head with the crop when I turned to look (snigger smurk). I was asked what punishment I deserved. I replied I suppose I should be paddled. I was testing him as this was the sort of answer for which I would normally award extra punishment. No rebuke. Instead he said I think it deserves two hits with the crop. Two hits - really - why even bother. I was then ordered to place my hands above the door and he asked me if I had plans to be naked for any one over the next three days. I said "no" but then thought I would test him further and said "that I was going swimming tomorrow". He advised I could put my swimming bathers on before I got to the pool but then gave me two of the weakest hits I have ever received. Not only were they almost unable to be felt but I was still wearing his underwear. I was then ordered into the bedroom to give him a massage. He removed his shirt and revealed a fine set of man boobs, silver back gorilla hair and a stomach about to have an alien protrude from his one large AB. He moved a pile of clothes off the bed so there was just enough room for him to lie down. I tried to position myself but found an old condom challenging me to stand on it, lying on the floor. I started to push some oil around his flabby old back only to find pressure waves in the flab meeting my hands on their return. I was trying not to oogle this hunk of a man, who I was getting to feel up free of charge, so I looked around the room. There was a strategically placed television on the wall beside the bed which was hooked up to the computer porn from the other room. There were piles of junk and clothes all over the room and in amongst the dirt tumble weeds wafting around in the breeze. This was such a turn on it made it a really hard decision but I decided he had nothing to teach me and it was time to leave. "Sorry", I said "but you just don't do it for me". I could have added or anyone else who still had their sanity and vision but I am a polite man. I left none the more educated and totally disappointed.