Giving Thanks

[mincercuck]

No, Master doesn't inspect my housework. In fact, he's kind of a slob. Kristy is even worse. I'm the neat freak in the house. Master and Kristy leave socks, clothes and underwear everywhere. I pick up so many dirty clothes, it's amazing. Of course, every dirty sock and pair of panties or underwear I pick up, turns me on. Same with dishes and glasses, I constantly clean up after them. I wash their clothes (and usually jack off after handling their dirty clothes, it so turns me on) and change their sheets daily (again, a turn on). They usually have sex once every day or two, so it's needed. Master and Kristy love coffee in bed and, on the weekends (they are usually asleep when I leave during the week), I bring them coffee to their bedroom (which is the master bedroom, of course).

Master does require that I wear sexy panties and that I keep fit. He wants me to look good for him at all times. Master also wants me to look sufficiently "slutty," no conservative clothes for me.

Neither Master or Kristy read these boards (I'm fairly sure) so he shouldn't find out about my impudent thoughts regarding the CB 3000. But, Mincer, you are right, my thoughts were disruptive and resistant and deserve punishment. Perhaps, I should come clean and confess to Master?

If they are both a bit messy,that's all the more reason,for you to do a good job and be a good maid,and ALL the more reason that he inspect your work.
My master is in the habit of stripping off as soon as he arrives leaving his clothes anywhere in the house,so i have to put his pants neatly on a hanger,wash his shirt,shorts and socks and lay out clean.
I also find my wife's lingerie all over the house and i have to do the same

 

[mincercuck]

good example

you certainly deserve punishment,for having these male oriented thoughts,which are contrary to complete ownership.
Has your master thought of a contract,as in my case,where all my duties are set out in writting,it's not legal,but at least i know what's expected of me.
Also you should be looking into master's eyes when you suck his cock,this would show submission and be humiliating for you and may amuse master and your wife

this is how it should be done

 

[kevinsslave]

Mincer is right, I had to come clean with Master and did this afternoon. I went home at lunch and got there just as they were getting in. Kristy gave me a peck on the cheek and Master ordered me to remove his shoes and jacket. While Kristy went to unpack, I massaged Master's feet and told him about my disobedient behavior regarding the CB 3000.

Master was incensed. He could not believe I thought of taking it off. "Tina," he yelled, "bring the belt." He told me he could not believe that I was still at this point where I could possibly think of undermining any of his orders. Kristy came with the belt. Master ordered me to remove my skirt (which I had dressed into in the garage) and pull down my panties. I did and got on the floor on my hands and knees at Master's feet. Master lit in to my ass with the belt, so hard, that I let out little muffled cries. Unfortunately, this just seem to make Master angrier. "Bitch, don't cry, this is all your fault and your doing," and he whipped my ass more. I was in some major pain and knew that there would be a number of welts there, but, Master was right, I had brought this on myself. "Look, Tina, at this bitch, getting all hard every time I hit him." He was right, my cock was fully erect. When he stopped, Kristy rubbed Master's shoulders.

"Now, bitch, you'll be locked up for a lot longer." With that, Kristy went and got the CB 3000 and locked it tight oh my hard cock. He told Tina to go to their bedroom and ordered me to crawl there like the fucking dog that I am. I did as told. Kristy sat on the edge of the bed. "Kiss her feet, bitch," he said and I removed Kristy's shoes and inhaled her precious socked feet. My cock was in agony, locked up, and her scents of sweat and leather turned me on, causing even more pain, but I did as told. "Who owns those feet, bitch?" yelled Master as he belted my ass. "You, Master." He told me to take her socks off and make love, with my mouth, to Kristy's feet. I kissed her feet, licked them and sucked her toes. I gratefully swallowed the lint on her feet (from her socks) and my cock was in more pain.

Master kicked my cock and I doubled over in pain. "Bitch, whose woman is that?" "Yours, Master," I mumbled. "I didn't hear you thank me for letting you taste my woman's feet." I thanked Master. "Who's bed is this?" he yelled. "Yours, Master," I said. "Who owns this house?" he yelled and belted my ass with the strap. "You do, Master," I cried out. "Who owns you, Bitch?" he asked, staring in my eyes. I looked at him and said, "You do, Master." He muttered, "that's right."

"Now, slave bitch, you got a choice, I'll let you out of your little cage and let you have sex with my woman or I'll let you watch me fuck her, which do you want?" Without hesitation I said, "Please, Master, she's your woman, please fuck her." He laughed and told me to take his pants off. I kneeled before him and took his pants off and then asked him if I might please prepare him. He nodded and I started kissing and licking his now fully erect cock through his underwear. I pulled his underwear off and took him full in the mouth, looking him in the eyes (per Mincer). Kristy rubbed her feet in my lap while I sucked Master. Master pushed me away and asked, "it turns you on to kiss her feet while I fuck her?" "Yes, Master," I replied. He told me to do it and as Kristy turned to get on her hands and knees, I lapped her feet. Master kneeled between her and started fucking her, grabbing her hair, and thrusting deep within her. Her feet were wonderful and, then, Master turned her to her back and got on top of her. Now, her feet and his were at the foot of the bed. I gratefully kissed both of their feet and Master grabbed my head, after a minute, and pushed my mouth toward his ass. Now, it was my turn to lick his asshole while he fucked and I tongued him long and deep. I ached in my CB 3000 but was grateful to serve Master. I ate his ass until he came deep in my wife and, then, I cleaned her out and cleaned his cock.

Kristy gently kicked me back, toward the foot of the bed, and I lay there kissing and licking her feet. "That's a good boy," she cooed, as she kissed Master's chest and neck. "Thank you, Master," I told him. He nodded. Kristy now was into the torture I was enduring and moved her hand to my thighs and rubbed around and over my caged cock. She knew I craved release and enjoyed my agony.

"You make me some money, today, bitch?" I told Master only $500. This did not please him and he ordered me on my hands and knees again and whipped my ass more. He ordered me to bring it to him. I asked for permission to dress, as I only wore a tube type top and my clear, vinyl boots. Again, this infuriated Master and he whipped me more. Truly, I wanted to cry, it hurt so much, but I didn't and went and got Master his money.

When I got back to the bedroom, Kristy was slowly rubbing Master's cock and kissing his chest. The door bell rang and Master told me to see who it was. Half naked, I looked through the side window and saw that Kenny had returned. I let him in. Master told Kenny and I to come to the bedroom. "I had to punish my bitch," Master said, and told him the story. Kenny shook his head in disgust at me. Master now said, "Show Tina what a good little cocksucker you are. Show her how much you want my brother." With that, I dropped on the floor between Kenny's legs and unzipped his pants. "Let me pleasure you, baby," I cooed. Kenny nodded and I moved to his underwear and passionately sucked and licked his cock through his underwear. My hands rubbed Kenny's ass and pulled his cock toward my mouth. Now, I pulled his underwear down and sucked his cock. Kenny like to be deepthroated and I did this, gladly. I saw Kristy go down on Master as I sucked Kenny. She sucked while I sucked. Kenny fucked my face and, finally, I let him out of my mouth and licked and sucked his balls while rubbing his shaft. He came in my hair which dripped onto my shoulders. Kristy giggled.

"Clean up, bitch," Master ordered. I went to the bathroom and wiped my face and hair and shoulders. I looked at my ass in the mirror and saw how red it was. I went back and saw that Master had lubed his cock. I laid on the bed and begged Master to fuck me. He slapped some lube on my ass and now began pounding my ass with his cock. My ass was in agony, but, knew I was doing Master's bidding. Since Master had just cum, he fucked me for a long time before he came in my ass. I fell to the bed, exhausted. Master ordered me to his feet and I kissed them and thanked him for being such a good Master.

Now Kristy got in on the action, sitting on my face and telling me to orally please her. I ate deep in her pussy and every few minutes, Master would slap my cock. Oh, did I hurt, but, finally, I brought Kristy to orgasm. I was completely exhausted and Master said I was done for now. He told me I could rest in my room after I unpacked his bag and got him a drink. I did. When I came back with drink, he told me that I better rest because Kenny would need my mouth and ass tonight. I am here in my room, typing this. I can't rest. I'm so hard yet so exhausted. Kenny, Master and Kristy are all napping. I'll have to get dinner for them soon (takeout, tonight and Master said I'll be going to get it dressed as a woman).

There are welts on my ass, but, I'm grateful. Master has taught me, again, not to be disobedient (even in my mind). I know I can serve Master and shall not forget this lesson. Perhaps, Master will have me caged up though Christmas vacation. Truly, I don't mind. I will do whatever Master says. I am his slave, his slut, his property. My existence is meant to serve and please him. Indeed, I looked at my ass, again, and saw Master's brand on my ass and, hopefully, fully realize now that I exist to serve him.

Thank you, Mincer, for your advice. You were right. Master needed to modify my behavior. It was disruptive and not good and I have learned from my mistake. I know more punishment is to come and I realize I need that so as not to repeat this foolishness again.

 

[kevinsslave]

A quick update. Master and Kenny are awake and Kristy is still napping. I'm going to get their food in about 45 minutes. I've showered and changed. I'm wearing a sexy zig-zag sweater dress from Victoria's Secret. Also, black tights and black knee high stretch boots. Again, wearing my blond wig and makeup. Also, leopard print Brazillian cut "cheekies" panties and a matching bra. Master loves the cheekies as they show just a touch of my ass. I wear them for him to let him know that my ass is ready for him whenever he desires it. Asked him if he wanted me in thongs, instead, but he said no.

I will be going to Chilis to get their food and will be required to enter into the bar to pick it up. Must go to the Chilis closest to us, and, therefore, am nervous that someone may recognize me. I look good dressed up, but, if someone knows me, they may suspect its me. I am definitely very passable as a female, though and have mastered the walk and talk. I could go to the Chilis on the other side of town, but, if the food is cold when I get home, Master will surely punish me.

Master, Kenny and Kristy will eat when I return. I have been told I can't eat with them tonight, but, if I'm hungry I can eat at the bar at Chilis while I wait for their food. Master knows that I'm afraid to be recognized and this, again, is appropriate punishment. I will either go hungry or risk embarrassment tonight.

Master says that when they are done eating, I will have to perform a dance for them in my best stripper outfit. Kristy, who danced for a while, will grade me. Master says it should be sexy. I am to be Kenny's date, again, tonight and Master has told me that after the game (Monday Night Football) I should do whatever Kenny requires. I have an early day tomorrow, but, it is of no consequence. If Kenny requires me to stay awake and service him all night, I must (and will do so gladly).

I have promised to earn Master more money tomorrow. He needs new clothes, a jacket and shoes. Master has exquisite taste and I permit only the finest garments to touch his skin.

I again want to thank you, Mincer, for I did stray. I am so happy now as I have returned to complete obedience. Master has told me that I will be locked in my CB 3000 for a while (the CB 6000 should be coming in the mail soon). I thanked him for keeping me locked up and again told him how grateful I am to be his slave and his property. I told him I'm proud to bear his mark on my skin and will always do whatever he tells me, without question or thought. He says that I still need more punishment and he's right, of course. As a way to show you how great my Master is, he gave me his dirty socks and underwear and told me that I can have them for the night. This way, if I don't eat at Chilis, I can at least lick his sweat and dried cum as some small meal to tide me over until lunch tomorrow (no breakfast, either, says Master). I'm smelling his underwear, now, and can smell his beautiful aroma. It is the aroma of a real man and a real Master.

More later, I must go get their food now.

 

[AngleBaby]

I still say he is too dependent on you to be a real master of the domain.

 

[mincercuck]

I still say he is too dependent on you to be a real master of the domain.

What part of THAT'S WHAT HE NEEDS don't you understand,AngelBaby if the dynamic is right for them,that's good you can't keep banging on about how you see it,what works for you may not be for them!!!

 

[mincercuck]

What part of THAT'S WHAT HE NEEDS don't you understand,AngelBaby if the dynamic is right for them,that's good you can't keep banging on about how you see it,what works for you may not be for them!!!

So pleased that you have learned some lessons,especially as some obedience and submission issues were sorted out.
THis can only be good and make you a better slave,in my own case i know that i spend each day thinking of ways to improve my service to master,and of course my wife
Has your master got a bell,which can be heard in all parts of the house?,i just drop everything when i hear the bell,it may be that he wants his cock sucked or just a drink,but i run nevertheless

 

[mincercuck]

Crying

My master encourages me to cry whilst being punished,says that as i am a true sissy that i am allowed to cry,but if my sobs are too loud he fills my mouth with my wife's panties or his shorts and seals them in with thick wide masking tape.

 

[kevinsslave]

Master doesn't use a bell, he just bellows when he wants me.

Also, Master doesn't like it when I cry, but, I like the idea of having my mouth stuffed with panties, underwear or socks.

Well, last night was actually quite calm. I went to get the food, but, did not have the nerve to sit there and eat. I'm sure no one suspected me as being a male. Got home and Master, Kenny and Kristy ate. While I was gone, Master and Kenny had decided that they were going to go out to some clubs or watch the football game at a bar. They were showered and ready when I got back. Master said I wouldn't have to dance last night. After eating, I went to get Master's shoes and coat. As he put his shoes on, he said, "Damn, my shoes are dirty." I looked and there appeared to be some mud on the tops of the shoes. "Clean them shoes, slave," he ordered. I went to the utility room to get a rag and he asked where I was going. I told him to get a rag. "Slave, get down there and clean those bitches with your tongue." I immediately dropped to the floor and licked his shoes clean. They had been the shoes he had worn this weekend and was wearing earlier and I should have made sure when I had a few minutes, earlier, to make sure they were clean. I'm lucky Master didn't belt me for not cleaning his shoes earlier. Master and Kenny left.

Kristy wanted to watch the Sex and the City movie, so she laid on the couch and I put it in the DVD player. I got her a glass of wine and sat on the couch near her feet. "Rub those feet, foot boy," she said. I massaged and licked and kissed her feet for over a half hour. I love worshiping my wife's feet. Of course, as I kissed one, she'd put the other in my groin and rub near and over my caged cock. Finally, she said she'd let me out of the CB 3000 and give me a blow job. "Kristy, Kevin said I had to stay in this." She asked, "are you married to Kevin or me?" "You, of course, I'll do anything you say, but, I don't want to disobey him." She called him on his cell and he was pleased to hear that I had not allowed the CB 3000 to come off, however, he asked to speak with me.

"Bitch, are you getting mouthy with my woman?" I told him I wasn't, I just didn't want to be disobedient. He seemed satisfied and said she could remove it for now. She unlocked me and, as I kissed and licked her soles and sucked her toes, she slowly massaged my aching cock. Then, she bent over and started to give me a blow job. It felt so good, I wanted to come immediately, but, I wanted to savor this feeling. I lasted for about 5 minutes and then, as I was about to cum, she pulled her mouth off and stroked me until I came. I cleaned up and went back to her feet. She didn't want me to orally please her as she had already cum twice earlier and just wanted to watch the movie. So, I sat there and rubbed her feet until it was over.

She wanted to sleep with me in the guest bedroom until Kevin came home and we went to bed. I rubbed her ass, her legs, her back, every part of her in bed until we fell to sleep. I thought I'd be woken up by Kenny in the middle of the night demanding sex, but, apparently, he and Master had also had enough yesterday. When I woke up early this morning, Kristy was still in my bed, Master was in the master bedroom and Kenny was in the guest room. All sleeping peacefully.

I've already made a little money today, which should make Master happy and I think I am going to settle a personal injury case today for quite a sum of money. My ass is terribly sore but, again, I needed the punishment to teach me a lesson. More later.

 

[kevinsslave]

Sitting here thinking about last night and am curious Mincer regarding your thoughts on when my wife and Master give contradictory orders or express conflicting wishes. My wife wanted to release me, Master wanted me caged, who, in your opinion, do I listen to? Last night, my wife called Master and so it was OK, but, he was a little angry that I questioned her authority. And, yet, I fear if I had followed her wishes and let her unlock me without checking with Master, there would have been hell to pay.

This issue doesn't come up often, so I've never really addressed it. Master is my Master and my gut instinct and mind tell me that whatever he says goes. It seems to me that I serve both my wife and Master and my wife is also more subservient to Master than he to her (well, he's clearly dominant in that relationship). So, I believe that Master is the ultimate authority. How do you handle it, Mincer?

 

[kevinsslave]

I still say he is too dependent on you to be a real master of the domain.

Is a farmer plowing the fields too dependent on his tractors or animals? Is a store owner too dependent on his employees? Is a CEO too dependent on his underlings?

My Master has enslaved me with his sexual prowess over my wife, with his cock, with his strength, will and intelligence. Master has worked and has, actually, finished 2 years of college. He is fairly young (24) and, I'm sure, could finish college or do whatever he desired. But, why should he? I am his mule, his tractor, his employee and his underling. Do you know what power it must take to satisfy, sexually, my wife and, at the same time, have me at his feet, thanking him. If it were up to me, Master wouldn't have to lift a finger to do anything.

I am a strong willed man and fairly strong physically. I am very intelligent and make an outstanding lawyer (and am one of the top 3 lawyers in my area). I have been submissive in the past, but, NEVER have I been so dominated, so owned, so controlled by a human being. Do you know how I relish sucking his cock clean after he has taken my wife before my eyes. Or, licking deeply into his asshole as he thrusts his cock deep in my wife. Or, being allowed the privilege of tasting his cum, his piss, his pubic hair. He is so strong, so powerful, so dominant, that when I kneel before him, I have an erection. He is not dependent on me, it is I who depend on him.

I don't know how else to put it. I am his slave, his property, and slaves work for the benefit of their masters.

 

[AngleBaby]

A farmer uses skill to sow seeds and reap the fruits. He must down the planting himself, while he gives close guidance to a tractor or mule that cannot sow or reap the bounty.
A store owner conducts the employees in a meaningful way to run his store for a profit. Without th owner to conduct, the employees would fall into a chaotic mess that cannot operate the store.
A CEO manages the day to day operations of his company, and his underlings pass messages on or do as he says, so departments are conducted to work together.
You are a lawyer that manages his own business, while your master taxes your business. He doesn't manage your business in the slightest and adds zero value to it. As a farmer, he expects the mule to sow the seeds. As a store owner, he expects the employees to organize themselves. As a CEO, his underlings to manage the ay to day operations of the company.
You are not his slave, he is yours. He is slaved to keeping you happy and submissive, less you would not supply him so well.
He should change that before you can call yourself a slave or him to earn any real respect. A slave should be completely dependent on the master, given little other choice.

 

[kevinsslave]

Master uses skill to manage me and my wife, much like the farmer, the store owner or the CEO. My business runs much more efficiently because he removes any thought or pressure from my personal life. Do I have to worry about making my wife orgasm when I've had a bad day? No. Do i need to worry about satisfying my wife, sexually, when I'm in a trial or my mind is elsewhere? No. Could I be so dominant and aggressive at work if I had to be in my personal life? No.

My business pays for my life. Work is about having money to enjoy life. Master allows me to enjoy life.

If Master didn't so thoroughly dominate me, why would I live like this. I've had scores of women in my life and did quite well with all of them. Do I have a choice but to be dependent on him? No, Master could leave and live without me any day of the week. I could not really live without him.

You assume it's my money because I'm the one practicing law. It is Master's money because I am his slave and what I sow, he reaps. What I earn, he keeps (although, I'm not foolish. I pay the expenses, which include Kristy's "allowance" and money I put into investments and savings accounts, IRAs, etc.). If I were a thoroughbred, my owner would keep the money won from my victories in my races, even though he did nothing more but provide care to me. Consider me Master's thoroughbred.

You have your views, I think they are wrong. You disagree with mine. I don't see how he "is slaved to keep me submissive and happy." He certainly keeps me both submissive and happy, but, because he chooses to, not because I want him to. I couldn't get Master to walk an inch if he didn't choose to. I'm not sure if you are a dom or a sub, but if you are a dom, you have had piss poor slaves.

Consider it this way, in the Old South the plantation owner certainly thought about crops and crop schedules, but the slaves did the grunt work. plantation owners thought up the grand plans, the slaves did the detail work. Master thinks about how he, Kristy and I should live (the grand plans), I do the grunt work (get the money so we can do it). Or, consider him to be the dictator of a country, same principle

I will tell you that Master had, early on, left several times. I pleaded with him to return. He worked when I met him, I begged him to quit his job so he could perform his life's work, owning me and satisfying his woman. To own another human, even a slave, is job enough. I do miss one thing about Master working, when he did, he worked a job requiring some degree of physical labor. He used to come home very sweaty and exhausted. Kristy was still in college then (she's a graduate and could work anytime she chooses), and it was left to me to massage Master's tired and sweaty body. I used to love to pull off his shoes and worship his sweaty socks and feet. I loved the taste of his sweaty chest, legs and cock. I loved massaging his gorgeous body. I loved washing his sweaty underwear (and, before I washed them, sucking his sweat out of the crotch area) and clothes, oh my, now I'm really hot, maybe Master should work again

 

[kevinsslave]

Incidentally, Angle, a slave, even one who does not work and is completely dependent upon a Master, always has a choice. That slave can always leave. Again, Master has my complete respect and obedience, to the point, obviously, where I will always do his bidding. Master has but merely to speak a command and I shall comply.

Now, Kristy came to my office today for a lunch date. We had a great lunch and did some Christmas shopping at the mall. Kristy could not stop holding my hand, rubbing my shoulders, telling me how great I looked today. She usually gets like this close to our "vanilla" weeks, but, today, she was really affectionate. So affectionate that I rented a nice suite at a hotel and spent an hour making love to her (and bringing her to orgasm). I felt like we were having an affair, but, one of the ground rules we have with Master is that Kristy and I can have sex whenever she chooses (it gets complicated, though, when Master has me caged). Obviously, the cage came off last night, so no problems.

I love to see the men stare at my gorgeous 24 year old, blond wife at the mall, restaurants, etc. I know they'd love to fuck her and that's quite a turn on.

Kenny has gone home. He lives an hour from us but often visits his and Kevin's mom who lives here in town. Master is, according to Kristy, sleeping off a wicked night of drinking, so who knows what to expect tonight. I'd best be on my best behavior tonight or I'll incur Master's wrath. Kristy did say that he was angry that I hadn't washed a particular t shirt he likes to sleep in, so I might receive punishment tonight. Three fuck ups in the last 2 days is way too many (disobedient thoughts, not making sure his shoes were clean and now the shirt). I deserve punishment for these misdeeds and will tell Master that when I get home. I hope he will show some mercy as my ass is still quite sore.

 

[kevinsslave]

Master took the belt to me, again. I am a fuck up. I don't know how I could have forgotten to wash his clothes from the trip. It was such a small load, his sleep t shirt, some underwear, socks, jeans, etc. I promised him it would never happen again, but, he told me that all I do lately is fuck up. I have welts on my welts. But, this should remind me about taking care to do all my chores. He was especially angry because I fell asleep early and certainly had time to wash his things while Kristy and I watched the movie last night.

Thankfully, I'm not back in the cage. I was, however, as punishment required to lick every single piece of Master's dirty clothes with my tongue, tonight (a pre-wash as Master called it) before I put them in the washing machine. Again, no dinner, Master said that the filth I licked from his clothes, socks and underwear were nourishment enough (he called it filth, I do not consider any of Master's substances to be filthy). Then, to make sure I understood how important keeping his clothes and things clean was, Master had me tongue clean every pair of his shoes (top and bottom). After completely disinfecting my mouth, I was allowed to worship at Master's feet and beg his forgiveness. Master made me beg, in front of Kristy, to suck his cock and then kept telling me "no." I pleaded and got "nos" and more of the belt. I have been ****** to wear a pair of Master's dirty underwear on my head tonight (and I must sleep like this) as a reminder to wash his clothes.
As a thank you to Master for teaching me this obedience, I gave him the money I earned earlier this morning. He and Kristy are in their bedroom now and I'm sure Master is taking her as I type, here. Kristy seems to get very excited, sometimes, when Master is punishing me and can barely seem to wait to get fucked by him. Oh, well, yesterday was bad in the middle but good at night. Today started great, but, ended badly.

 

[kevinsslave]

Master removed the dirty underwear from my head and all is quiet, here.

One more comment for Angle, let's say Master made $50,000 a year, which, in this area is an outstanding living and would put him firmly (at 24 and single) in the middle class. I would still earn more than 4 times what he earns. Thus, if we were only looking in terms of finances, he could never dominate me and I would never, in your terms, "be completely dependent on the master." So, I guess, in your world, I could only be a slave to someone who earns more than me or, I guess, I could completely quit my profession, not work or work some low paying job, and let Master earn money so that I could be completely dependent on him.

That's just silly. You know, I'll admit that when Kevin first started coming around, the whole submission thing was more for fun than a lifestyle choice. Over the last couple of years, though, that has changed. He has come to completely dominate me. He does that not by how much he earns, but by his power. The power to take my wife from me, the power to turn my wife into his woman, the power to sexually satisfy her in a way I, obviously, can't (or else, why would she be with him), the power to bring me to my knees and worship him, obey him, completely and without question. His will has overwhelmed me and he pervades all my thoughts. The desire to serve him and please him has become my life's focus. He does things to me that I never thought another man could do (sexually dominating me, belting me like his bitch, demanding, without saying a word, that I serve him in any way possible [cleaning his clothes, cutting his toenails, getting his food, hell, I'd wipe his ass if he told me to or wanted me to]).

You see, money is money. I've been poor and never dependent on anyone and now, I'm rich, and completely dependent on someone. Kevin has power that most men only dream of. If you are a sub, you should be so lucky to find a Master like Kevin, if you are a bull or a dom, you should strive to be just like him.

 

[AngleBaby]

Didn't say that he must earn more than you, but he must not be dependent on your money to be a true master of the domain. As for the choice of the slave to leave or stay, I agree and it is a must that the slave has the option to leave the relationship. But I do know from my childhood how abusive 'alpha' males can be when the wife or partner is emotionally dependent and your situation does worry me. Doubly so because if you threatened to pull the rug out from under him, he could turn even more aggressive. That is why I insist that any dom be able to pull his or her own weight.
I do not stand and pass moral judgment on people, but I do use a critical eye when it comes to these types of relationships.
While I do agree emotional dependence on the dom is the ultimate state in a D/s relationship, some doms are like pedophiles, where when they see they have reached that state, they cannot but help themselves abuse the slave. The risks that any dom is asocial is too great for me to do anything but advise any couple to keep their independence and wherewithal in any D/s relationship, financially and emotionally.

 

[mincercuck]

Didn't say that he must earn more than you, but he must not be dependent on your money to be a true master of the domain. As for the choice of the slave to leave or stay, I agree and it is a must that the slave has the option to leave the relationship. But I do know from my childhood how abusive 'alpha' males can be when the wife or partner is emotionally dependent and your situation does worry me. Doubly so because if you threatened to pull the rug out from under him, he could turn even more aggressive. That is why I insist that any dom be able to pull his or her own weight.
I do not stand and pass moral judgment on people, but I do use a critical eye when it comes to these types of relationships.
While I do agree emotional dependence on the dom is the ultimate state in a D/s relationship, some doms are like pedophiles, where when they see they have reached that state, they cannot but help themselves abuse the slave. The risks that any dom is asocial is too great for me to do anything but advise any couple to keep their independence and wherewithal in any D/s relationship, financially and emotionally.

WHOA!!!!!!!Anglebaby you are confusing real life with fantasy,what we have here is a relationship based on as fantasy scenario,the wife fantisises about a well endowed lover,the master loves to fuck the wife,most of all the husband has several fantasies,****** feminisation, total submissiion to the master,and his own dirty laundry fantasy.
If all the parties play their part right then everyone is happy

 

[mincercuck]

Didn't say that he must earn more than you, but he must not be dependent on your money to be a true master of the domain. As for the choice of the slave to leave or stay, I agree and it is a must that the slave has the option to leave the relationship. But I do know from my childhood how abusive 'alpha' males can be when the wife or partner is emotionally dependent and your situation does worry me. Doubly so because if you threatened to pull the rug out from under him, he could turn even more aggressive. That is why I insist that any dom be able to pull his or her own weight.
I do not stand and pass moral judgment on people, but I do use a critical eye when it comes to these types of relationships.
While I do agree emotional dependence on the dom is the ultimate state in a D/s relationship, some doms are like pedophiles, where when they see they have reached that state, they cannot but help themselves abuse the slave. The risks that any dom is asocial is too great for me to do anything but advise any couple to keep their independence and wherewithal in any D/s relationship, financially and emotionally.

He WANTS the master to be dependent on his money,You don't get that do you>
I for one resent you comparing this situation to pedeophiles or even any abusive relationship,the fact that he could if he wanted pull the rug,but doesn't WANT to says it all,he is a lawyer for CHRISTS SAKE!!!!
My own situation is quite similar and i LOVE IT!!!!

 

[mincercuck]

Didn't say that he must earn more than you, but he must not be dependent on your money to be a true master of the domain. As for the choice of the slave to leave or stay, I agree and it is a must that the slave has the option to leave the relationship. But I do know from my childhood how abusive 'alpha' males can be when the wife or partner is emotionally dependent and your situation does worry me. Doubly so because if you threatened to pull the rug out from under him, he could turn even more aggressive. That is why I insist that any dom be able to pull his or her own weight.
I do not stand and pass moral judgment on people, but I do use a critical eye when it comes to these types of relationships.
While I do agree emotional dependence on the dom is the ultimate state in a D/s relationship, some doms are like pedophiles, where when they see they have reached that state, they cannot but help themselves abuse the slave. The risks that any dom is asocial is too great for me to do anything but advise any couple to keep their independence and wherewithal in any D/s relationship, financially and emotionally.

Angle babe,all you are talking about is semantics,the power in any su/dom relationship is not based on money,it is based on all the parties NEEDS,she needs cock,master needs a woman,husband needs to be sub/feminised/financially dominated END OF!!!
sounds like you are analising this too much based on your own bad experience,i don't think that hedonism works when you analise it too much