Paul’s Houseboy: A Degressol Story (5+6)

Mind-Fucking is more than just mental games. It's a deep psychological manipulation that uses deception, sensory overload, and impossible tasks to shatter the submissive's sense of reality. We explore why this Edge Play is often motivated by the submissive's desire for liberation, catharsis, and the ultimate surrender of the hyperactive mind.

Feet Kissing / Licking is more than fetish—it's the ultimate statement of belonging. We explore the deep history and the sensory hurdle of this profound act. The question is whether submission is humiliation or elevation. We dive into the Dialectic of Humiliation to prove why this powerful gesture requires acknowledged hierarchy and complete, earned consent.

(1 Video / 15 Pics) MasterMarc delves into petplay from a Master's unique perspective, revealing how this "bridge fetish" broke down old kink caste systems. While he doesn't personally engage in the playfulness of petplay, he emphasizes its role in fostering pack hierarchies among slaves. He shares his "kinky kennel" rules, from slaves on the floor to bowl feeding and even "super-food" breakfasts, all designed to reinforce their submissive role.

(1 vid / 21 pics) After the move, Campus Chaos, and the brutal start to my Biology degree, my brain flipped into Drone Mode. I was so stressed, there was no energy left for dates or kink—I literally felt like I needed a Dom to lead me through the study plan! All that pressure led to just one thing: my exhausted Lazy Sunday Wank. Read my full story!

(6 pics / 10 min video) Uni stress turned my brain into Drone Mode! Luckily, I had 'Mark's Bedtime Discipline' in reserve. Watch Daddy Dennis use the cane and whip to deliver the best therapeutic treatment against Campus Chaos. Ten minutes of intense submission and pain are my only cure for a good night's sleep.

He promised he’d introduce me to it, and the time had finally come. After an awkward lesson in douching, I surrendered completely. But just as I was discovering a pleasure beyond anything I’d ever imagined, our bedroom door opened. This is the story of my first time: pain, ecstasy, and being put on display like an item in a shop window.