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I am the monolith beneath which you worship. I am the law, and I am the lash. I do not deign to notice you unless you treat me with the awe and reverence which is my due. If you do manage to capture my attention momentarily, know that you are nothing to me. Your freedom is forfeit; you are merely a conduit of my whims. I am certainly not interested in your pathetic worm-dick. I expect you to serve me in a plethora of fashions: as my ashtray, as my household servant, as my degraded cash-pig, as the object of my scorn and wrath, as the tongue running along the bottom of my boot. My perversions are as limitless as your utter incompetence at fulfilling them.
I am especially fond of inducing psychological stress, lashing and beating, bondage, and forced intoxication. I owe you nothing, but to improve your chances, you can lavish me here:












 Dominant Male



 5' 8"

 135 lbs






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Journal Entries:
1/31/2014 6:10:38 PM

For this session, I had him blindfolded.  He was collared, arms tied behind his back, legs bound together.  Ropes bound him at various points to a ring in the wall.  It was well done; he was entirely immobilized.  He was also in a chastity device.  I held the keys.  He had not cum in 20 days.


I had left him there for a half-hour or so.  I knew that, to him, it was an interminable duration.  I could have been gone for minutes or days for all he could tell.


He was trembling with anticipation and droplets of sweat stood out on his fat arms and back, running between the silver corkscrews of his body hair.  He was disgusting.  This was exactly what he deserved.


I gently ran my fingers down his pudgy neck, into his chest hair, and his quivering grew more intense at the sudden, directionless sensation.  My fingers found his nipple, and I pinched down.  He moaned.  I imagined his little dick throbbing inside its plastic cage and did my best not to laugh at this panting, desperate pig in front of me.


"Can I be released, sir?"


"Not yet," I replied, crushing his nipple a bit harder between my fingertips.


"But you said -"


"I said maybe.  You are an execrable toad.  I am a god.  I make these decisions."


"Yes, sir."


I released his nipple.  I stood back and surveyed him, then sighed.  "You've been through a lot today," I said.  "Maybe it is your lucky day, worm."  I withdrew the keys from my pocket, letting them clink together so he could hear.


He was sniffling gratitude as I removed his blindfold.  "Kiss my ring," I said.  He pressed his lips against the onyx.  I caressed his fat face with my hand, jingling the keys with the other.  This sound provoked a Pavlovian response.  His thighs were clenching rhythmically in anticipation of his climax.  "Since you've been so good - " I paused for dramatic effect - "I will allow you to watch me masturbate."


His face hardly fell.  He was such a pathetic slave that his own desire was almost completely subsumed by mine.  It was such a reward to see my cock that he could forget, for another day, his own pressing need to cum.

1/18/2014 8:49:48 PM

His head was turned, cheek to the floor, his back curved, ass offered up to me.  The sight filled me with disgust.  I had already had him strip himself bare and pissed on him.  The liquid was cooling now and he shivered in a puddle of it.  "Lap it up," I said.


He hesitated, so I put the heel of my Doc Martin boot on his temple.  I knew that with a simple shift of my weight, I could splinter his cheekbone.  We both knew.  He whimpered involuntarily.  I leaned just enough to torsion his neck uncomfortably before releasing him.  Immediately, he turned his head and licked my pooled piss off the floor.

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