After a few failed attempts at getting the correct 'Dominating' partner, bored of the vanilla play, unable to let the so call undeserving top fuck me and unable to get myself erect for romantic fuck; I decided to play master. It didn't happen out of blue, It didn't planned, but what matters is the transition happened.
So it started with searching on Fetlife, a profile as master on Planet Romeo, a new Grinder profile and collection of a dog collar and bone from local dog shop.
Out of the first few potential slaves, only three looked promising. The first session turned to be a no show. In desperation, I invited a Facebook (from the fake profile ofcourse) friend list slave, just after a small chat to my college hostel room. That guy turned out to be a fraud, a smart conman who swindled a substantial amount of money, 18 K to be precise from me. (Its a big story, deserves some attention, but it for some other time)
The confidence shattered and I went into my self created beta cocoon. I started to think I was better of as slave. The loss of 18K made me realise that if I can spend money on some fraud, I can basically spend on myself. Then began my saving for chastity cage. The search landed me to aliexpress but that required credit card which I did not have, so it fizzled out. After a wait with no action for over 200 days, I became restless. Some more research and focus helped me manage to get a temporary money card from SBI (for online transfer, something called virtual card) and I ordered my first chastity cage, a fake CB-6000. I kept tracking the order but even after 45 days it seemed stuck, so I tried to enquire, hence came the notice from custom authority about illegal import of sex toys ! The panic I went through will also be a great story, but its not time for that either. The fact that I had given a fake name on address, I happily ignored the notice and shifted my hostel.
Still cageless, deprived of sex, by sex I meant the humiliation the submissive in me was seeking (There was no dearth of cocks to suck or gasping assholes in my college, but even as I sucked cock, I was playing another script in my mind, the only time I got bit hard was after I flogged a bottom's bottom with plastic shirt hanger, but it subsided the moment I stopped flogging and there was only so much he could take), desperate to seek some relief, wasted my money on a expensive piece of same plastic cage that was available cheaply on Chinese websites (adultvibes) that eventually broke in pieces in just one day of use. This is when I found the bootstrapmaster. He was sadist and my sensitive skin and almost unused asshole squirmed at thought of meeting him. But it provided the necessary vent for my otherwise sexually frustrated self. And like the other instances, It is also an awesome story, but for next time. This was followed by a recent session, recent in terms of what this story is about, but a monsoon has passed and so has entire summer before it as I sit to write. The session involved a drug used for high fun, MAMD or MD as its locally known, which I was injected freely on condition of being fully submissive and non reluctant. I ended up licking half a dozen asses and sucking equal number of cock. The detail are thrilling, so is the abstention period that followed it. But this story is not about that either.
This story is about a session which I did as a dom, a session which started with a random hi from a guy with user name as slave on grinder.
So it started with searching on Fetlife, a profile as master on Planet Romeo, a new Grinder profile and collection of a dog collar and bone from local dog shop.
Out of the first few potential slaves, only three looked promising. The first session turned to be a no show. In desperation, I invited a Facebook (from the fake profile ofcourse) friend list slave, just after a small chat to my college hostel room. That guy turned out to be a fraud, a smart conman who swindled a substantial amount of money, 18 K to be precise from me. (Its a big story, deserves some attention, but it for some other time)
The confidence shattered and I went into my self created beta cocoon. I started to think I was better of as slave. The loss of 18K made me realise that if I can spend money on some fraud, I can basically spend on myself. Then began my saving for chastity cage. The search landed me to aliexpress but that required credit card which I did not have, so it fizzled out. After a wait with no action for over 200 days, I became restless. Some more research and focus helped me manage to get a temporary money card from SBI (for online transfer, something called virtual card) and I ordered my first chastity cage, a fake CB-6000. I kept tracking the order but even after 45 days it seemed stuck, so I tried to enquire, hence came the notice from custom authority about illegal import of sex toys ! The panic I went through will also be a great story, but its not time for that either. The fact that I had given a fake name on address, I happily ignored the notice and shifted my hostel.
Still cageless, deprived of sex, by sex I meant the humiliation the submissive in me was seeking (There was no dearth of cocks to suck or gasping assholes in my college, but even as I sucked cock, I was playing another script in my mind, the only time I got bit hard was after I flogged a bottom's bottom with plastic shirt hanger, but it subsided the moment I stopped flogging and there was only so much he could take), desperate to seek some relief, wasted my money on a expensive piece of same plastic cage that was available cheaply on Chinese websites (adultvibes) that eventually broke in pieces in just one day of use. This is when I found the bootstrapmaster. He was sadist and my sensitive skin and almost unused asshole squirmed at thought of meeting him. But it provided the necessary vent for my otherwise sexually frustrated self. And like the other instances, It is also an awesome story, but for next time. This was followed by a recent session, recent in terms of what this story is about, but a monsoon has passed and so has entire summer before it as I sit to write. The session involved a drug used for high fun, MAMD or MD as its locally known, which I was injected freely on condition of being fully submissive and non reluctant. I ended up licking half a dozen asses and sucking equal number of cock. The detail are thrilling, so is the abstention period that followed it. But this story is not about that either.
This story is about a session which I did as a dom, a session which started with a random hi from a guy with user name as slave on grinder.
