Super Bottom

As his Masters spit hits his face, the weight of what he is and has become comes forward. He was a man before the submissive needs he held back could be held back no more. The dam broke and he was made to be what he was. The societal conditioning fell away and all the walls came down. He was a faggot. He went looking for and met a man. He got caged and now he’s getting conditioned. He will be what he is. He hasn’t accepted it yet, but he will. He has no choice. You can’t be anything other than what you are.

I want all of his fluids. Cum, piss, spit. All of it. Every time I get some in me it tightens the grip he has over me. It absorbs into me and I become a bigger fag. A more loyal boy. The more of him I get, the more of him I become. It’s wonderful really. I’ll never be a Man, but I can become part of him.

The moment you realize you’re made for this. For being my hole. The moment you realize I am your God.

He finally gave up and gave in. Wish you’d done it sooner, don’t you faggot?

With every thrust he becomes this thing he never wanted to be but is driven to become. When he's shown his cage next week, he'll cry but submit and allow is cock to be locked. Sir will wipe away his tear and say, "You're going to be such a good faggot. We're going to have a wonderful life together. You'll come to accept this. Your nature won't be denied boy. You're a faggot."

Chastity selfie check... Congratulations and stay locked, my bro

All fags need to be locked. Just try it one time. You’ll be hooked! Bitches need to be controlled.

How a good slave sleeps