The handyman. Here are your instructions, you are to text me when you have parked. When I am ready I will text you to say you may come up. Enter and close the door behind you. You are to take off your clothes, place on the hood which will be there and then get on your knees and wait for me to appear. Prior to coming over I want you to watch these videos and make sure you are able emulate them in my presence. - https://www.pornhub.com/view_video.php?viewkey=ph58b192637541a - https://78.media.tumblr.com/a50a11142342541d17468bb45f6ec125/tu - You may come up. Off come the clothes. On goes the black cotton mask with only a breathing hole. No eye holes and so totally blind and unable to see the new Master. Kneel as per instructions. One minute maybe two go by before a sound is heard. Eventually someone moves in front and asks "slave are you ready to serve?" "yes Sir". Good put your hands out in front. A penis and balls drop into the hands. A nice hand full of hard cock. The hands are taken and the slave is ordered to stand and follow. Carefully the slave is manoeuvred into another room and directed to kneel. The Master sits in front and orders the slave to put out his hands. The hands are liberally covered in lube. "Stroke the cock" is the order as the hands are placed on the rigid rod. Slowly and make sure the foreskin is kept retracted. The foreskin is always to be retracted.

Concentrate on the head, slower and more pressure. More pressure. Here like this. A hand wandered down to the slaves cock and pressure was applied. Now do that. More lube was dribbled onto the hands as the stroking recommenced. One hand holding the foreskin back while the other worked the head of the cock. Vary the speed and so slow and then fast rubs of the head. Rotate the hand around the head as well. More pressure as you circle the head and keep that foreskin back. Now pick up the pace. The balls start to retract and the breathing becomes erratic. Suck the cock slave. Keep that foreskin back, slower and now faster. Take it out and use your hand. More pressure and faster. UUUHHHH uuuhhhh uhhr as hot cum cascaded down the shaft and over the hands. Take this towel and clean your hands. A towel is dropped into the hands. The hands are wiped and then the towel is removed and the hands are grabbed and used to direct the slave back into the hallway. Put on your clothes. The slave kneels when this has been done. Good take off your mask and leave and close the door behind you.

The mask was removed and no one was to be seen. The slave leaves the apartment none the wiser about who the Master was and what he looked like.

Walking the dog. For millennia man has had a faithful four legged friend who has been his friend, and obedient servant. This has not changed but for some of us the dog may come in human form. Still friendly, faithful and playful but looking a bit weird when on four legs. I haven't had much experience with dog/puppy play in the past but as usual I was willing to give it a go.

Recently I picked up a guy who was into the puppy scene and so not deterred I led him to his house for a session of puppy play. He was mid thirties and quite well proportioned but we all know puppies don't wear clothes unless they are Disney's Goofy. So first thing in the door was the order to get his clothes off. I then had him go get his puppy mask so he looked the part. He was then ordered onto the coffee table kneeling on all fours. This was so I could do an inspection like would occur at a dog show. I looked in his ears and mouth. Ran my fingers through his hair, along his sides and down his flanks. I checked his fertility by giving his balls a long feel as I rolled them between my fingers. I pulled the foreskin back and had a long feel of his penis and tested the hardness of his erection by pulling his cock down and watching it flick back into position. I had him get his water dish and have a drink doggy style. Next it was a test of his training as we ran through sit, roll over, shake hands etc. Puppies really like to play and so he got his ball and we played throw across the lounge room floor. To make it a little harder I tied a string to his balls. I would throw the ball and he would chase it full pelt not knowing exactly how much string I had released. There were a couple of times when he ran out of string and came to an abrupt halt. This all made puppy hot and so another drink from his bowl. Next I got some treats and threw them on the floor for puppy to eat. He loved them a lot and was wagging his bum quite frantically. This puppy is a short tailed variety and so I got him to bring out his tail butt plug. Once inserted he was able to much better show his appreciation by vigorous tail wagging.

After a while puppy needed to go for a piss. I put on his collar and lead and took him out the front door so he could raise his back leg and piss on a tree. Puppies house has plenty of fence and bushes and so his front yard is quite private. I had him walk around a bit sniffing at things before he was led to a tree to piss. A good solid stream come from his 7" of uncut bitch poker for what seemed like ten minutes. Puppy had to wag his tail then to show me he was thankful. From my initial inspection I felt that puppy might be worth breading from but I wanted to make sure. I led him back up onto the coffee table on his all fours. A handful of olive oil and I started milking him. Eventually when he cum I collected it in a glass and as suspected it was nice and thick baby batter suitable for breeding. Waste not want not as I always say and so puppy drank his sperm like a good puppy. I wonder what his council charges for dog registration.

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In the beginning. I was born bossy and always liked to be in charge but it was only a few years ago I realised that I was Master material. It all happened by chance. A really crap day and some idle time on the internet scrolling through Craigs list. There was an advertisement from a professional guy who wanted to be dominated. I thought I could do that and it might brighten up my drab day.

I suggested he come over for a training session. I spent a few minutes on the internet to get some ideas and then picked him up from the station. What followed formed the basis of my future meetings as the first session went quite well. This was where I developed my three poses for slave control and my general format which starts off with the slave being stripped, followed by a general discussion about the session and everyones needs before launching into the training. Followed by a further discussion at the end where we review the initial objectives and work out our next session. I found that not only was I good at Mastery and also enjoyed it but also realised I needed to know more. Around the same time I met an Asian guy who was wanting to get into Japanese Kinbaku, Shinbari or origami or some other strange name. This ancient rope tying system has been practised for centuries and there was a training school for it here in Melbournes suburbs. We went along and found ourselves in a mixed group of straight and gay people. It was interesting but I found it far too intricate and by the time you had tied someone up it was time to go home.

Clearly this was not going to be a winner and so I came up with my own system which is based on the Japanese system but is far more practical and much less time consuming. The next thing I had to look at was how to learn more about being a Master. The internet is OK but I really needed to understand the dynamics so that I could relate well to the slaves. I found out about RECON and so joined by setting myself up as a slave and also as a Master. For the first couple of weeks I put my efforts into being a slave. This taught me what other Masters generally do and also taught me what was expected of a slave. Once I had enough confidence I decided it was time to switch to my main interest which was to be a Master. How could I attract potential slaves? It took a bit of trial and error with my profile before I finally decided on a two part approach. I noticed a lot of American profiles contain pages of information about themselves but I found it tedious to read them.

There were a lot with quite comprehensive detail about every nuance of their interests but I felt these would act more like a filter than an attractor, so I decided I would keep it simple and broad. Some had interests so specific that I wondered if they really only wanted sex with themselves. You want me to carry a blue feather duster while wearing tartan socks and I have to sing the Sound of Music songs? This process worked but it was still hard work to nail slaves down to a meeting. Then I had a brain wave. It dawned on me that a lot of slaves appear to be new and not necessarily gay. So I came up with the idea to just invite slaves to photo sessions. Most people these days seem to be into selfies and getting their photos taken. Photos didn't imply hard sex but staged photos. I made sure that all photos didn't have faces or identifying features so the slave could be anonymous. Then the Lord opened the flood gates and the slaves came in, sometimes even two by two. It was around this time that I found out about blogging. A perfect way to broaden my contact with potential slaves. It also gave me a way of showing off my photos. If you are a reader of this blog you will be pleased to know that every photo on this blog I have taken with exception to one I included off the internet to demonstrate a specific point. Now I have quite a diverse readership over a dozen countries including mostly Russia, Germany, Portugal, USA, New Zealand and Singapore. I have a smattering of local slaves as well as some spread around this country and overseas. And the Lord said "go forth and spread the word".