Lending out my boys isn’t a loss of control – it’s the ultimate demonstration of it. When a slave surrenders his body to a stranger solely because I commanded it, the mental high is unmatched. Discover the dark psychology of elite ownership, hidden dominance over other Tops, and why true submission must always be earned.
I was recently accused of being too calculated, too technical – and people wondered where the actual fun was in all of this. To be completely honest: My goal with this blog is to educate and to show that the proper leadership of slaves and high-end BDSM require deep, analytical thought.
But is it fun? Absolutely. I love every single second of it. It’s a fucking phenomenal feeling to watch my boys fully immerse themselves and evolve in their role. To see their everyday shyness and inhibitions completely drop away the second they are allowed to just be a filthy pig and a slave. That is deeply satisfying – and of course, I get my sexual kicks out of it too. It would be an absolute waste to be served by such sweet slaves and not enjoy it. :)))
The question of what exactly I love so much about putting my boys on display and lending them out was a bit harder to answer. After all, my own cock isn’t necessarily in action during the process. And yet, it is an element of the lifestyle that I deeply appreciate and find extremely vital to the overall dynamic.
I always make it undeniably clear to my boys and interested applicants: A slave’s sexuality does not exist for his own gratification. It is unconditionally oriented toward the Master – or toward the men the Master chooses for him. A true slave finds his fulfillment precisely in feeding someone else’s lust. Gratifying a third party gratifies the slave himself. Sexually speaking, he becomes a “toy” from which you take whatever you need. That is exactly what triggers that object-feeling most slaves secretly crave. In that moment, he exists only to serve, to be used, and to make real men happy.
The slave as the Master’s Business Card
So yes, I like to share my boys. But let’s be clear: Before I make a boy available to a third party, he has to be trained first. As I’ve mentioned in a previous post, in a situation like that, the slave becomes the Master’s business card. If a slave delivers a poor performance, it reflects directly on me. Therefore, I have a fundamental interest in training my boys excellently and preparing them meticulously for these scenarios.
What definitely makes things easier is the fact that many slaves carry that “bitch gene” inside them. Not having a single say in who, when, and how they have to serve is exactly what turns them on completely. But of course, there are also those slaves who initially freeze up or struggle with surrendering themselves to strangers. This is where it is crucial for a Master to give them the right perspective.
They need to understand how “valuable” they are to me – even if during play I tell them often enough what worthless creatures and mere objects they are in my eyes. And precisely because they are my valuable property, I would never surrender them to someone where they face any real danger. Protecting his own boys is a Master’s ultimate duty! They must be able to trust that I, as a Master, select very carefully whom I grant access to them, or that I guarantee through my own presence in the room that the other party plays strictly by MY RULES. I would also never turn them over to someone who is repulsive or unkempt – after all, I want to play with my boy myself afterward. This absolute security is the very foundation that allows the boys to completely let go in the first place.
The Toy and Its User: Who Controls Whom?
While natural-born “bitch-slaves” love being there for everyone, some boys initially have a hard time giving up the most intimate thing they own – their sexuality and their body – to strangers. They often still cling to that “romantic” notion that sex is supposed to be reserved for a counterpart with whom they share an exclusive, emotional bond.
