Slave Sean

When I am not cleaning feet this is what I like to do

If only my friends knew what I really was https://www.facebook.com/sdh2189

I'd be turned on to see you degrading yourself for me!' This immediately spurred my cock to take the wheel again and I described a fantasy involving a Master forcing me to eat out of an unflushed public toilet bowl in order to degrade me, and that once blackmail was established he wouldn't even need to be there to execute it; it could be a task set and if he didn't receive photos as evidence of me completing the task then I'd be forfeitable to the threat of blackmail. He told me he found that idea horny and that he would like to see me do that. Then added: 'Actually, that should be an ongoing task... Everytime you see a public toilet I want you to check them all and if one is dirty... you know what to do... And I want the first video of you doing this within 3 weeks!' I agreed to the task the intention of completing it, despite not being in a blackmail situation, but didn't think it would be a big deal as I didn't have any intentions of being blackmailed yet. Our conversation moved on to talking about swapping pictures of each other. He admitted that he would feel more comfortable swapping pictures if he had some of me wanking first. I complied with his request and sent some pictures of me wanking. He changed the subject and told me he may have a homework assignment for his Science class that I could work on for him; he would send me the details later. I asked him what his plans after school are and he told me he intended to go to university. I said flippantly that if he had a financially controlled slave then he wouldn't need to worry about being a skint student! He then asked if this was all just fantasy talk or if I meant it. My reply was that I hadn't tried a lot of it and I know I would hate it, but would try it at least. And he said 'but what could you do... remember, I'd then be in control!' I acknowledged that in order to try it I risked him liking the situation and me being vulnerable to him deciding to make it ongoing. Another change of topic from him: 'I can't wait to meet you; it will be great to start everything off. Do you have Facebook by the way?' I misread the situation completely to be honest! I assumed he wanted to add each other as mates and keep chatting there. So sent him the link to my Facebook only to receive the following reply: 'Now I know who your friends are. I'm not sure they'd like to see the pictures and conversations we have been having. This is the first in a pile of things I will have against you! If you keep me happy, you don't have to worry about a thing!' I immediately felt incredibly sick and stupid for sending the link to my Facebook page. He had been planning it all along, as a method of making sure I didn't back out of meeting him next weekend. And with me being in 'horny mode' I didn't see it coming at all. The tone of the conversation changed dramatically then: he knew he had screwed me! He told me he wanted to see me licking a public toilet now and that I should go to a local one and send him pictures/videos of its state and me then licking it. I told him how much I regretted letting him seeing my Facebook page and he said, 'I knew you'd start regretting stuff. Too late now. I just wanted to see if you're actually serious about this stuff, and actually meeting in person.' I said, 'I guess whether I was serious or not is kind of irrelevant now... you have me kind of screwed a bit... I'm regretting this!' 'That's great, because I know you can't do anything about it!' 'What would you do if I don't please you?' 'I'd threaten you, with the things I have against you. And if you continued not to please me then I would just send all your friends messages on Facebook with the pictures and videos and screenshots of things you have admitted to fantasising about. So you know you need to keep me happy!' My reply echoed my thoughts: 'Oh Fuck!'

Another reason was that I knew 16 year old Masters would be difficult to come by in that the age requirement to be on these websites is 18, but as I joined one when I was 11, I know there would be younger guys to talk to out there! I got a few messages from people enquiring about the statement I had made; but none from anyone who was a 16 year-old Master. This changed when I opened my messages on the site to discover one from a profile, whose cover picture were two very sexy feet, which read: 'You want a 16 y/o master? I'm 16...' I asked if he was keen to have a slave and got an affirmative response after which we exchanged Skype details and continued to chat there. We quickly established that we share a common foot fetish. He admitted that usually he is more submissive, but that he would like to have a slave to control. I immediately began sussing out if he could accommodate chatting about my more extreme fantasies and he said I should tell him what they are. I answered: 'Well, one of the reasons I fancy having a master who is much younger (and actually, it would work better with a boy less than 16...) would be that in my line of work, going with someone underage would probably get me fired! So it would mean the master could set up some blackmail to keep me serving him to make me sink further into his control.' I decided not to beat around the bush, as this statement would sift out if he was prepared to chat about some heavy power exchange fantasies. When he replied, he admitted to actually being 15 and that he would be keen to control me. I mentioned that it would be horny to be under the control of a school boy who blackmails me into regular foot worship, oral and anal sex and to be potentially shared between his gay mates on demand and also who gets a kick out of making me do disgusting tasks to exert his power over me; whilst all the while building up a collection of evidence against me that would secure my position as his slave. He told me he had a pretty dirty mind and that I should tell him what degrading things I had in mind. So I listed: 'some of the things I have tried are worshipping dirty/smelly feet, socks and shoes, drinking piss, licking spit, eating cum and eating snot, being used as a toilet for shit eating both my own and other men's, eating dog food and having my cash taken from me' 'Oh nice! You're really dirty! I'd love to train a little pup! This sounds amazing!' From there we spent some time discussing that he would be interested to meet me and get footage of me being fucked by him which could be held criminally against me by means of blackmail and continuing control development from there once I was unable to say no to him about his orders. For example, assigning his homework to me and getting me to also offer his friends a hand by doing theirs. He also suggested that once he turns 16 he would find it easy to find younger boys to continue collecting footage of me having sexual relationships with minors to add to his blackmail control. At this point I had a raging hard-on at the thought of the fantasy and was pleased to have found a guy who shared similar thoughts but from the opposite stance. We arranged to meet the weekend after next (i.e. this weekend coming) in order to 'seal the deal' before continuing to talk more about filthy fantasies. If I am fully honest, I was seeing this as horny chat at this point, and had not actually confronted the ramifications of the plan to meet up. In the back of my head, I'm sure I would have gone through with meeting this guy as he seemed like-minded; but I think that I'd have curbed the extreme nature of the things we had talked about when in real life. To try and hint that we didn't have to talk so heavily I asked if he was sure this was not too extreme for him. To this he replied, 'not really, at least I'd know you'd do anything! I'd be turned on to see you degrading yourself for me!'

A bit about me to start: I am a gay man living and working in England in a professional job. I have always been a submissive person, even before deriving any sexual satisfaction from it. As a child I had an unexplainable attraction towards other males' feet: big, small, clean, smelly, socked, bare, older, younger - it didn't matter; I loved them all! This drove me to put myself in situations where I might be able to be close to other males' feet. I remember with a few friends who I used to bet with whenever we played games together. The bets would take many forms but, essentially, the theme was always the same: the loser would forfeit to the winner in some way. And so it came to be, through ensuring I lost a lot, that I sniffed and kissed and licked their shoes, socks and feet, tidied their messy bedrooms, sniffed their farts, did their homework...etc. As I got older and started to develop more sexual curiosity I realised that although feet are my main fetish, I also have a masochistic draw towards being a complete loser at the mercy of other boys. I spent a lot of time from the age of 11 onwards speaking to Masters and similarly minded people in online forums and fetish dating websites. Over the years since then I have chatted extensively to many, many Masters and a few fellow slaves about these feelings I had harboured. When I was at university I went ahead and had my first experience of meeting a Dom guy. And from there I continued to develop my fetish, and my fantasies. They have grown a great deal and have become more and more extreme as I get older. To date, I have done a few sparse online master/slave sessions by cam, and have met with 8 Masters for sessions in person. All of these were good experiences, but never really amounted to more than one or two meetings. I'm not entirely sure why that is. I suspect it is multifactorial. I believe it is normal for any fetishist to have some form of dilemma about their fantasies. A fetish, by nature, is a heightened and extreme ramification of a particular sexual obsession; which presents the - albeit stereotypical - age-old male characteristic choice between thinking with his head and thinking with his cock. This must be a large factor in my decisions to not be too involved with the Masters I have chatted with and met to date. After all, as much as thinking with my cock and allowing it to spurt out shot after shot of progressively more extreme fantasy makes for a pretty amazing orgasm, when that split second of ecstasy settles my head reasons that they are just fantasies and probably ones which are relatively incompatible with my life ambitions and hopes on both academic and social levels. You could say that is a bit histrionic... And I'd fully agree! I suppose I am untruthful when I say that I am a true slave-type because actually I'm probably much more of a fantasist; talking to like-minded people about setting up situations which get us horny and wanking about it (and even committing partially to it) despite actually ever really intending to see it all the way through. Usually it ends up being more on my terms and I lose interest once I have cum. And then I just want to focus on my friends and family and work and finding a loving relationship that is untainted... Yet still I can't shake that memory of intrigue about being a complete loser in the eyes of other men that I've had since childhood which has brought me to have some pretty heavy fantasies about total power exchange. This takes me nicely to talk about how I came to start talking with my Master... About six months ago I decided to post on a profile I have on a popular fetish dating website that I was looking for a 16 year old Master to use me. My reasons for this were that my fantasies have started to end up taking the form of being blackmailed into serving someone much younger than me, to add extra humiliation and taboo to the situation.

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