By Cracker
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There sometimes comes a moment you get flipped in your head and it all goes bad for you. I went through life thinking I was one thing and, without knowing the how’s or whys of it, I passed that line from fooling around to being the one getting fooled. Yeah that came to me for sure.
I’m a strong guy. Since my first curlies hit my nuts I had a large sex drive. I am in great shape, hit the gym and I used guys as cum dumps. As I grew older I found that some faggots would pay big bucks for me to treat them like shit. Doing it turned me on big time too. So I passed my teen years and early twenties treating faggots like losers, getting stuff from them for doing it and nut-spunking big time while fucking them over.
By twenty-five I thought I’d had it all set. Fuck these pussy boy’s heads, get cash, get high, and unload my jizz. All fun and all profitable.
Then one day I hooked online with this sub cracker I met. A total degradation freak. He gave me gift cards, I delivered, I jerked off. It was great. I thought I was the alpha but shit damn if that middle-aged pussy didn’t play me good. Oh not openly but yeah he did slow and easy. Started out nice. I’d abuse him, he’d give me gifts, I’d shoot my cream from the arousal of dominating him and getting the gifts gave to me. After awhile he slowly asked me for more degradations and explained how generous he would be for it. He had realized I got off big getting gifts so yeah, I did what he wanted. Yeah you got it but at the time I didn’t. I was now his monkey on a string. I’d gotten used to hooking with him online, getting high, getting gifts and blowing a load from the sexual thrill. I didn’t get that he was really calling the shots then but he knew it and that on some deep level I was hot doing it with him.
Things went on like this for awhile. He realized I liked a bit of role-play and offered to let me try subbing so I could sample a new experience. I was still going to get gifts so yeah, by now I was, as always, up for it. I was still thinking I was in control as usual. He really got into his dominant role and mentally I found it was hot playing at being his bitch. I liked getting into the mindset. It made my ultimate sexual release even hotter. I could sit back let him run me online, get high, get off big time and get a sweet parting gift too.
After awhile I liked doing this role reversals more often since, I thought, it was less work for me. He’d bitch about him hating it and only doing it cause I was his alpha. I now understand that he was playing me and I was mentally bending over for him to butt-fuck me. That was the flip moment that passed and I didn’t know it. Getting high, getting off, getting bitched while still stupidly thinking I was the big alpha that was making him abuse me.
At one point he has us try cash fagging. I would pretend to be a pussy fag who was giving his money to some other alpha master. Just to try the experience he suggested. I figure hell its his money so sure. Yeah it was hot and hilarious getting high and pretending to be this Latino master’s faggot. Cost me nothing and I had a great spunking session during it. Didn’t even realize that I was not getting anything. I was getting abused by another guy online and getting a hard-on over it. I bet that sub laughed harder that night.
Then a few weeks later, out of nowhere he goes off-line. Okay at first I said fuck him. After time though I found working my other fags I ruled online to be boring. Same old bitch them & drain them. Nothing new in the online mastering like it was with this other sub. The sex was okay but not amazing anymore. Then he pops online again and its all “sorry” *& “take me back”. So I do. I bet he knew I would. Monkey- string right.. Its fine sex times again playing getting gifts doing new shit with him that keeps my arousal levels great. We began to discuss various cash masters on the cyber sites. One name came up a few times as being a pretty hot guy. Talk came up about him cash fagging with this guy too and how it might be hot. Don’t ask me how but, at some point, he skillfully played me into thinking that idea up for myself. I was high {by now hell in most chats with him I was} during that planning but he knew how to hit all my sexual buttons by then. If I was in heat I was pliable. So, it went down. I let him divert gifts from him to me over to this guy. We had a laugh about it latter. I jerked off over it and what’s the harm, or so I thought. Then later on, he tells me this other fucker tried to cut me out of any gifts in the future. Okay that got me angry.
A day or two later, out of the blue, he pops offline again. Now I’m pissed off at him for going and this other dude who fucked him over and tried to cut me out. Days later I was totally fucking wasted. I was mad as hell about losing my sub and the sexual fun I got from him. Yeah I was addicted to the novel sexual thrills he hooked me too but, who knew it then. I get online to rant at this other master. I mean I acted like a total idiot online with him and he called me out good.
Well long story short by the end of the conversation I was fully stoned and apologizing for acting like a pussy. I was also pretty horny too which always happens when I do too much shit. He later told me he figured it out I was half crocked and could be taken. So, he told me … told me, fuck he ordered me, me to prove to him I was really sorry since talk was cheap. By now I was really out-of-it. Boned like a bitch in heat. I was feeling like shit for being a shit to him over some faggot. He told me to give him a nice present and he’d know I meant what I’d said about apologizing. Plus I could beat off doing it like in a role-play just I used to do with my ex-sub { I was so wasted I told him all about it during our conversation}. It seemed reasonable and … BAM … I did it. I mean I was turned out right then jerking my meat, edging myself just enough like he encouraged me to do while hitting “send”. Giving him gift cards as he urged me to let loose and keep giving. By the time I spunked a gusher of creamy jizz he had creamed me but good outa big bucks.
The next day he sends me a copy of our chat with a note telling me I’m his cash fag now and to meet him in a chat room to pay up my fag tax. I was steamed. I kept reading that chat all day and my pussy replies. Like a jerk I toked up to calm down. I went in there, high and hard, intending to tell him to fuck off and instead got royally cash fag fucked again by him. Worse, he had one of his fags there in the room with us. This sub watched me fagging out then did the last cash fuck on my sorry ass. Yeah, I jerked off doing it and was ordered to thank that sub for cash fagging me too before I could jazz.
So here that’s the story. A sub that played my head good by slowly getting me mentally adjusted to get off big time while being dominated and a cash master who turned me out good & opened up my inner cash fagging head. Before you ask. Getting cash fucked by that cash fag was boning hot too and yes, my cash master has him do me sometimes because he knows I get off on THAT role play. So far I have not heard from the sub who turned me out. One day I will probably get an email from him. I expect he will figure it out from this story and seek me out to get some payback on my ass by a hard series of cash fagging. Fuck, I'm boned now ....
The End.
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