#master's collection

Series

Master's Collection: Follows the master along as he collects men into his harem and his plans for them.

The Gargareans: Explores the new world order of gay supremacy, where gay men are blessed with super human ability to enslave straight men and more. (Omegaverse Inspired)

All Hail The Wizard: Sets in the medieval time, in the kingdom completely under the wizard's paw.

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Stand Alone Stories

“Life-changing, to be honest.“ The crown prince hugs his little brother. Under the façade of joyfulness, its true slave self only thinks about how this younger prince would be a great conquer for the master.

"Wow, you have bulked up a lot of muscle since you've been gone, big bro. What's your secret?" Nasim was surprised by the amount of muscle on his brother's back when he wrap them in for a hug. A muscle from torturous hours of hard work the master has put all of his slaves through that the people of their position would never experience. But just like their crown prince, their day would come soon enough.

"Of cause, buddy, but before that, I would like to introduce you to my new guard, Badi, and soon to be yours, Mo." the crown prince looks to two huge men on both of his sides. The men stay still on a parade rest.

They are X-3 and XP-0001, a super soldier slave created in the master's lab. Their real purpose is to be here and assist LP-0008 on taking over the kingdom.

"What? But I already have a gu-" Before Nasim could react, his brother's bodyguard jump onto him and pin him down to the cold marble floor of the crown prince's palace with an unhuman speed and force. He tried to cry for help but unbeknownst to him, everyone in the crown prince's palace is now enslaved to the master and won't acknowledge his plead.

LP-0008 approaches its former brother, soon to be remade anew from brother by blood as a brother in enslavement. LP-0008 takes off its clothes and façade character to reveal the mark of its owner showing its true loyalty and identity proudly. Its always erect sheathed dick jumps free from its confine. In its hands are VR goggles with a mask attached to them. It looks like a normal workout training mask from the outside but the interior is equipped with a long and thick dildo. LP-0008 places the goggle on its prey's face. The goggle make a contact with the young prince's temples sending a pre-set command to his body. His throat relaxed and his body goes limp. LP-0008 then forces a foot-long dildo into its victim's throat. X-3 and WP-0001 release the prince and get naked as its brethren slave.

As the goggle establish the connection with the master's mind control power, the three slaves begin forcefully strip Nasim of all his clothes, revealing his muscled body that will be pushed even further beyond its limit after the enslavement is completed as his older brother has gone through.

As the connection is made, the brainwashing immediately begins. Every fiber of Nasim's body flex with the master's power taking over his mind. His back arches up into a magnificent curve, which signals LP-0008 to shove the same-size dildo into Nasim's virgin asshole. LP-0008 begins to suck Nasim's dick as the master has trained him while Nasim's mind is being completely rewired his loyalty, love, devotion, obedience, pleasure, and pride are all direct to only the master, and the act of service and submissions to him.

"I ACCEPT THIS AS MY ABSOLUTE TRUTH. EVERY FIBER OF MY BEING BELONGS TO THE MASTER. MY LOYALTY AND OBEDIENCE TO HIM RULE MY BODY AND MIND. SERVING HIM IS THE ONLY PURPOSE AND PLEASURE OF MY LIFE!" Nasim repeat the mantra that all the slave in the palace has come to know very well. Soon it'll burn into his mind as the only principle that guides his life just like the other slave.

Driven by an eagerness to obey its master's order, LP-0008 dutifully and tirelessly sucks Nasim's dick until sunrise, like a good slave that the master has forged it to be. Nasim also chants the mantra all night long, its echoes in his mind and dominates his thoughts which will leave a permanent mark on them.

X-3 and XP-0001 begin working on Nasim's tattoo on each of his chests, now marked with the master's emblem, and its real name, LP-0009, has completed its process. It releases its free will in an endless string of cum, Its brother, still attached to its cock, gulps it all up and savors every drop of the sweet sweet taste of submission.

After LP-0009 has been purged clean of its free will, LP-0008 removes the goggles. It rises up and gives other slaves a tongue wresting kiss and gives each other a stoking grip of their dick sheath, followed by a worship kiss in the master's insignia over their heart as a slave's custom, drill into it by its master.

LP-0009 can't return the favor to its fellow slaves with its hole. The master has reserved its virginity with the butt plug deep inside it. So LP-0009 takes X-3 and XP-0001's foot-long dick into its mouth while burying its own sheathed dick deep into LP-0008's gut. Their sweaty body from sex and the strain of brainwashing interwind together. They relish and worship each other strong musk on their bodies and pits which signify the strength of their obedience and dedication to work hard for their master.

Prince Nasim leaves his brother's palace with his new bodyguard, soon his own palace staff will have some reorientation after.

Other people who don't know better would assume that the brothers are partying in their palace just like in the old days, unfortunately for their kingdom, their old days are numbered, as more and more slaves are added to the master's dominion.

The footballer is distracted by one of the spectators on the front row. This season already sucks enough for him. He needs to improve his play in this match, the last thing he needs is a distraction from the game, but there is something strange about the person looking at him. The person keeps looking at him even when the ball is on the other side of the field from him. After the game in the locker room,  suddenly, he stands up and excuses himself while chatting with his teammates. He has no idea why he does that or where he is going. He keeps walking until arriving at another empty locker room.

A person sits on a bench in the room with two identical men standing by both sides. The men are shirtless with a tattoo on their left chest, standing at ease like a soldier. The footballer remembers the person to be the one on the spectator stand. The person speaks. "Hello, nice to finally meet you." "Who are you?" "You will learn about that very soon."

Suddenly he can feel the person's eyes, somehow, seem to look deeper into him. He could not explain it, but his confusion is gone as soon as he feels the person's voice inside his head. “Accept this as the absolute truth. Every fiber of your being belongs to me. Your loyalty and obedience to me rule your body and mind. Serving me is the only purpose and pleasure of your life. I am your master." The footballer's face turns blank. He answers in an emotionless monotone. "I accept this as my absolute truth. Every fiber of my being belongs to you. My loyalty and obedience to you rule my body and mind. Serving you is the only purpose and pleasure of my life. You are my master." "Now get on your knees and take off your shirt. Let me inspect my property." "Yes, Master."

After his enslavement as a labor slave, he uses his income only for his basic needs and necessity for his training and gives the rest to his master. He does not have the privilege of living with the master, but he visits the master's estate regularly when summoned to sexually service his master, or sometimes the master visiting him. He still keeps his personality and memory for interaction, but it is only a shell.

The footballer's performance has vastly improved. The only thing left in his mind is training, training, and training to be a better athlete to bring more money for his master. He is the first and the last one on the training field. He bulks up and gains more muscle by his training and his master command to improve his physique.

The master’s emblem and his slave number, LP-0001, tattooed on his left chest over his heart. His master made sure that his teammate will not think of anything about his new tattoo. Every day in private, he will be naked and on his knees, his left hand behind his back. His right hand over his left chest on the mark of ownership of his master and recites his mantra. "I accept this as my absolute truth. Every fiber of my being belongs to the master. My loyalty and obedience to the master rule my body and mind. Serving the master is the only purpose and pleasure of my life." He repeats the mantra until he cums hand free from the arousal of his surrender to his master.

The team takes notice of their fellow footballer's improvement and a newfound dedication. Many have asked, but the answers are because of his vaguely new revelation or something along the line. After a, while they let it go, just like they weirdly did with his new chest tattoo.

One day, the team walks into the locker room to find strangers standing in the middle. Two of them are identical, standing shirtless at ease by both sides of the middle person. The most shocking thing to them is their fellow footballer on his knees at the middle person's feet, completely nude and erect his hand behind his back. The person in the middle speaks. "Hello, boys, I heard you curious about LP-0001's performance. Do you want to know the secret behind his improved play?" The person places the hand on the naked footballer's head. He closes his eyes and sighs in the content of his master's touch.

The team is panicked and confused. Some try to run, some cursing the strangers, but found that they can't do either. They just stand still and quiet. They feel the person speaks to them without opening the mouth. “Accept this as the absolute truth. Every fiber of your being belongs to me. Your loyalty and obedience to me rule your body and mind. Serving me is the only purpose and pleasure of your life. I am your master." The team's faces turn blank and repeat in perfect unison with emotionless voices. "I accept this as my absolute truth. Every fiber of my being belongs to you. My loyalty and obedience to you rule my body and mind. Serving you is the only purpose and pleasure of my life. You are my master." "Now get naked, line up, and on your knees." "Yes, Master." The team strip and get on their knees, their hand behind their back in unison.

"Now, let's improve my assets, shall we?" The team can feel their master reach into their mind, making them instantly erect. The master links all of their minds together as one. They can share minds, skills, senses, and memories; and communicate telepathically with each other to perform better for their master. Then they ejaculate in unison under the master's mental command. It is the most intense orgasm in their life which purging them of all their individuality and free will. Their personality only exists as a shell for interacting in public.

The master walks in front of the middle eastern footballer. "My, my, This one is a masterpiece." The master places a hand on the footballer's head, another much more intense orgasm hits the middle eastern footballer. His eyes roll back, and he loses his consciousness.

A few years later, the team is now at the top of the league. Training is the only activity that occupies their life. The team is living in the newly constructed barrack in the team training stadium. They sleep and live together naked. Any money that is not spent on their essential need and training is given to the master. The master’s emblem and their slave number tattoed on their left chest. The other in the team only receive L-XXXX designation as a labor slave. Only LP-0001, the master's first enslaved footballer, and LP-0002, the middle eastern footballer, receive the LP designation. As they are not only a labor slave but also the master's personal pleasure slave.

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picture credit: Mohamed Salah