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Why Do I Humiliate Faggots?

In nearly all situations in life, all men are equal, deserving of respect and dignity.

In the world of sex-play, this is not the case.

Some men – who I refer to as faggots – have a deeply held need to feel used and degraded and humiliated to achieve maximum sexual self-actualization.

Let me be clear – there is nothing wrong with this.  Some men get off being in charge.  Some men like to be told what to do.  Some men like to be aggressive.  Some like to be passive.  Some men get an intense sexual charge by verbally degrading other men before fucking them.  Some men like to be broken down, humiliated, exposed and degraded.

All of this is healthy as long as it is done between two (or more!) consenting adults, and as long as no permanent harm is done.  Limits can be tricky – pushing boundaries is one of the great joys of a Master playing with a faggot.  Hard boundaries should be set and respected.  But the joy of the game is to have as few boundaries as possible and to see what happens in the moment.

Every person finds his own way to find sexual self-actualization.  Sex play should be good for all involved.  If the faggot is miserable, then the game isn’t working.  The Master should find joy in using and abusing the faggot.  And the faggot should find joy in obeying, feeling its limits pressed, feeling humiliated, feeling exposed.  It is this precise feeling of exposure, of having no limits, of being at the mercy of the desires of another, that brings the faggot to a state of ecstasy where it can find true joy.

Here are a few rules I have found help put faggots in their place to allow them to accept their appropriate role in the sex-play:

1.    Forced Nudity – No faggot is allowed to wear clothing in my home.  As soon as it arrives, it must immediately strip.  This helps the faggot remember its place.

2.    Salutation – No faggot may call me by my name.  MASTER or SIR is mandatory.  And of course, I never call a faggot by its name.  FAGGOT or BOY is used.

3.    Humiliation – Humiliation is critical.  True faggots need to feel actual humiliation to achieve true sexual self-actualization. I like to make faggots kneel on the floor, jack-off and tell me why I am superior to them.  This is even better if I invite someone else to join me while watching the faggot jackoff.  

4.    Exposure – Force the faggot to get naked in front of other people.  Make the faggot jack off in front of other people.  Whenever possible, make sure someone else is watching when you fuck the faggot.

5.    Domestic Service – I love to make a faggot strip and scrub my bathroom.  It is degrading, it puts the faggot in its place, and I get a clean bathroom.

6.    Write on the Faggot’s Body – I always write FAGGOT across the chest of my boys in black permanent marker before we begin.  I know it will take a few days to wear off, leaving the faggot branded after my use.  I sometimes sign its ass after I fuck it.  Be creative.

7.    Online Exposure – Take pictures of the faggot.  Post them online (with its face obscured if necessary).  Make sure the faggot knows where the pictures are posted so it can feel the humiliation of being exposed, knowing that other men a looking at its body, knowing that is it just a faggot to be used.

8.    Assignments – After each encounter, make the faggot write you an essay about how it felt. Post this online so other people can read how the faggot feels being used, exposed and degraded.

9.    Piss, Spit, Cum – Make the faggot take your gifts.  Spit on its face.  Piss on it. Make it wear your cum.  It is an honor for the faggot and reminds it of its role in life.

10.   Add other People to your Sex Play – When the faggot is ready, bring in another Man for it to service along with you.  Or bring in another faggot and let them compete for your attention.  To experience true humiliation and exposure, a faggot needs to be used, debased and exposed in front of other people – the more the better!

#2 please 🙏

OK here’s part two. Sorry this one was harder to write, and life got in the way. It was supposed to be posted yesterday. Anyway here we go...

Good Wednesday morning my amazing little cunts. Today is part two of your conversion. You have been abducted and used. You are a bit bruised and beaten, and all of your holes have been well used. Now you have been sent to an auction house. The smell in this industrial building is unpleasant. You see, when it’s not being used to sell humans, it’s used to auction animals for slaughter. Sometimes, those animals are human too, but not today.

You are put on display, with a hundred or so, other cunts. It seems like every gender is represented here. You are unsure how well you will do at auction, when there are so many of you. You are, of course, fully restrained. You have a spider gag in, so you cannot speak, or bite. After all, you aren’t a person anymore, just an object for sale. Free people start to enter the auction house, and hundreds of people touch, fondle, and play with your flesh. Some appear to be judging you for purposes other than sex.....

Suddenly an announcement comes on. Today’s auction has been cancelled. All buyers costs will be refunded, as “The Company” has decided to buy you all. You’ve heard of The Company, and while you’ve only heard rumours, they are frightening, and exciting ones. At least you weren’t purchased as meat...

All of you are loaded into containers. You are packed in with other slaves. You travel for days. Your naked bodies, restrained and gagged, rubbing against each other. You are given water while being transported, but no food. You are hosed down each evening, then packed back in. Sleep is difficult standing up, as there’s no room to sit or lay down. A couple of times, one of your fellow slaves finds a way to get his cock into you. You are nothing here. Like cattle....

Once you arrive at the destination, you are “sorted” some of the slaves are taken off for other purposes. Some are taken directly to serve. You are in a small group that have been chosen for “breaking”.

You are “prepared” by a group of male slaves. They wash you, do your hair nicely, and fuck you hard. Your holes are used over and over for a day. They are not allowed to “hurt” you, but they do a bit. Gagging you on their cocks, slapping you, they are good at what they do. You still haven’t eaten, unless you count all the loads of cum you swallow. You are to be auctioned off, to a “breaker”. They will determine what you get to eat.

You are sent to sleep in a cage, barely big enough for you to lay down. You pass out on its well padded floor. You are awakened and given a final scrub. Your wrists and ankles restrained. A spider gag in your mouth, and a collar around your neck. You are attached to a pole, on a rotating table with four other slaves. You will be number 5 to sell. Each of your fellow slaves is sold to an evil looking person. You are a bit frightened, when the platform rotates you to the front.

A stunningly pretty slave girl displays you to the buyers. She fully exposes your genitals, she tweaks your nipples, she does other things at the request of the buyers. When the bidding starts, there are four people bidding. You have to decide who you would want, it doesn’t matter, as the highest bid will get you, and break you. The little cunt who’s been showing you off, whispers a few details while you look at them.

Buyer 1. This is a large man. He’s tall and muscular, he’s a cowboy. He wears a Stetson, has a gun on his belt, and impressive snakeskin boots. She tells you he’s known to be very hard on slaves. When he breaks one, they are perfect. He will own and use you hard, until you are ready to return.

Buyer 2. This is a huge fat man. He’s pretty disgusting honestly. There’s a sparkle in his eyes, as he looks at you. She tells you that he is known as a Sadist. He will hurt you until you break. Every slave he breaks falls desperately in love with him. She doesn’t know how, only that they are completely broken when he returns them.

Buyer 3. This a woman, who is obviously a slave. She’s absolutely beautiful. She’s standing there naked, except for a collar and a giant horse dildo strap on. Your “guide” tells you that she is owned by a breaker that no one has ever seen, except the ones he has broken. She only knows that, that dildo will be inside you at some point, and that slaves broken by this person, never speak of what’s happened to them. They are not only broken, but no one can make them cum after..... most of them end up, at the farm. She doesn’t know what that means.

Buyer 4. This is another large man, he is a bit older. He looks like someone’s dad. While it’s obvious that he is strong, he looks kind. She tells you that he is also a known Sadist, known for giving pain, humiliation, and breaking slaves minds. He looks so kind, it’s hard to reconcile, until he smiles at you. That’s when you know, he’s the scariest of the 4....

She is fingering you, or stroking your cock, as the bidding progresses. She whispers into your ear, “I know which one you want don’t I fellow cunt?”

Which one do you want? Which one makes your cunt drip? Or your cock throb? Which one indeed.....

Forced Fantasy (1.)- Rural Hell:

Imagine living in this fantasy realm, where different species and creatures live. Where monsters terrorize people’s day to day life. Where safety is barely found outside of city walls. And even within nobody is truly safe. Imagine you are one of the people living in this fantast realm: not a rich person. Not a monster. Or fantastical magical being. Nope. Just a commoner. Just somebody living in a rural village with your friends and family. Dressed in whatever clothes you could make for yourself. With whatever pieces of cloth or leather you could acquire from the local tanner. Just somebody who works hard to survive their day to day life. It’s simple. It’s yours. But it’s not something you appreciate. Because for the longest of time you’ve desperately been trying to get away from this rural life. You want to be safe. Move away from your family. Move away from this rural shithole. Move away from local traditions. Live in the city. Escape this sexual usage. This horrible unfair life. You want to escape it all. And you’ve been trying to gather enough money over the past years. Enough money to ditch your old life and start over.

But it has not been easy. Trust me. You’ve had to wake up at 4 in the morning for plenty of days to suck off the fat cock of the old Baker. A man far older than you, who had corrupted and coaxed you into sucking his dick and swallowing his smelly cum almost every morning. “Just a little bit” he said. “You want to escape don’t you? You need to safe money don’t you? So just suck my cock and swallow my cum little one and I’ll give you some loafs of bread for free. You don’t want me to spread this information to your parents do you..” So you suck him off. Like his young innocent little whore. Swirling your tongue around his shaft. And you pleasure him. But not only him. One day he invited the Tanner and his young boys to come over and watch. Coaxing you into believing this was a one time thing you bobbed your head up and down his rod. But soon those young lads where pushing their cocks into your face and hands. Soon the Tanner had his fat cock slammed deep into your pussy. As you whimpered and begged for mercy. He didn’t give you any. And he covered your hole in cum. As did his lads. Their false and sweet promised of this being a one time thing ended up being all lies in the end. And soon you had been manipulated into being the village local little slut amongst some circles.

Your family knew. Your father didn’t care. As a matter of fact he took advantage of this plenty of times. Like that one time 5 dwarves arrived in your village. 5 broad, short and sweaty individuals. Dressed in armor, covered in dust and filth from the travels across many mountain and field. Face covered in hair, even the dwarven ladies had beards because why would they not? These dwarves came from far away to sell their goods in the bigger trading hubs and cities, but used local villages like yours to sell some of their cheaper wares for food and stay. Your father noticed they had an old copper necklace amongst their wares. Which he badly wanted to purchase, but he did not have the money for it. So instead he sold them your body for a day. And as he quickly took this necklace to the Bakers daughter (he hoped he could fuck her tight pussy raw if he gave her such rare jewelry, and he managed to do so in the end.) you were forced on your knees for this sweaty and burly company. Your face pushed into one of the sweaty and hairy pussies of the dwarven ladies. Your tits groped and bruised roughly. And your ass and pussy stuffed with fat dwarven cock. You whimpered and begged for mercy as your ass got literally stretched open violently by their hard rods. But it was to no avail. “Shhh little lassy. It’s just a little bit deeper. It’s just me who likes tight asses like yours. Nobody else. I won’t come inside. Just a little bit more Love.” One of the individual sweetly whispered in your ear, before brutally pounding your broken asshole and dumping wave after wave of hot cum inside of you. Soon your face was being pushed against the sweaty ass of an dwarven individual. Forced to rim him as you whimpered and cried. Your ass stuffed and fisted. Your pussy filled up with semen. And eventually your poor little body pissed over by the burly party. Your face covered in these strangers hair. And your ass and cunt leaking with cum. This rural live was hell. But soon it would be over. Especially when one of these individual dropped some extra coins inside your cunt. Pushing them in as their personal amusement and your extra reward. It was humiliating. Degrading. But worth it. NowZ now you finally had enough to leave. Now your poor and sore body had suffered enough. You swiftly gathered your money and belongings. Dressing yourself in some old and sweaty garbs. Secretly stinking of piss, pussy, sweat, ass and cum. But it would not matter. Because now….

Suddenly you hear loud shouts and noises outside your bedroom window. Is that the village bells ringing? You faintly smell smoke from the cracks in the wood. Is something on fire.. is.. so-

[Disclaimer. Usually I don’t really write nsfw stories in a fantasy setting. It’s not fully my thing tbh. I’ve written lot’s of erotica in the past years. And I’ve written fantasy for D&D and other projects. But never did I mix the two. But I realized I have followers, friends and other people I know that do particularly enjoy the combination of fantasy world and cnc. Fantasy world and corruption kink and so forth. Kink and d&d. So I decided to give it a go and create this little series of “short stories” in a fantasy scenario for you all to fantasize about. If this isn’t your thing that’a fair and valid! Just trying something out!]