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In his villa in the middle of the forest, the young entrepreneur enjoys watching his staff clean the huge amount of windows every day.
His fascination with ancient Rome gave him the ideas for their uniforms. Before, they wore standard butler uniforms. This is way better, all his guests have complimented him on the tastefully uniformed staff.
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The car used to belong to him, now he still drives it, but as a chauffeur. The car now belongs to his master. He belongs to his master. And life is as good as it can get.
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How I became a millionaire master
People always ask me how my life turned out like this. I wasn't born rich, but I was born an alpha. Since high school I had betas do things for me. Being respected and obeyed always felt natural. But the day I turned 18 things started to change for the better.
This guy came to me online and asked for a picture of my feet. He said he would reward me if I sent it. So I did. And I got US$500. Easiest money so far. Every week he asked for a new picture and sent me more money. And although he was older than me, the was very respectful. "Yes, Sir". "Thank you, Sir". It went on for a couple months.
One day, he asked for a photo again and I said no. I told him he shouldn't expect nothing in exchange for tributing me. He should do it because he saw me as his superior. He said "Yes, Sir, you are right. I'm sorry, Sir" and sent me 1 thousand dollars. And then he asked if I could meet him. I said I would think about it if he made another tribute. And he did.
He sent a car to pick me up and I was driven to his house. Actually, to his mansion. When I arrived, he said it felt wrong for him to have so much money and so many things, and he wanted to give everything to me and become my slave.
From that day on, he became my slave butler. I even changed his name to Bentley, so he could understand his previous life was over.
But there was something bothering me. His old phone kept receiving messages. Those messages came from other men he talked to online. Some of them even called themselves masters.
Here is something you should know about alphas: We can spot other alphas. And we can spot people who pretend they are alphas. And I just hate that kind of people.
So I came up with a plan. I told Bentley to invite this fake alpha to my new mansion. When he arrived, I could see he was a handsome guy, but he was definitely not an alpha. And when he saw me and I explained the situation, he got to see it too.
Nick (his new name) never left the mansion again. He became my personal trainer and I made him start wearing a slave collar all the time, so he never forgot who he truly was.
I had a mansion all to myself and big fortune I got from Bentley. And I had two slaves. The thing about slaves is that you don't have to really spend money paying them. So I decided I needed more.
The next thing I did was to call one of the betas that served me in my high school. He has actually found out he was a fag and that he liked serving alpha man. In two days, he left his job and his house and moved in.
I named him Claude and he became my doorman. He said he loved his uniform and would never want to wear anything else.
A couple weeks later, Claude opened the door and a raging guy came in. Nick had to hold him and even asked me if I wanted him to punch the guy. It turned out this guy was Claude's ex-boyfriend, who was mad he left. I invited him for some tea and we talked. I told him Claude would never be happy with with because he was a slave in his nature. He said he was sorry for coming to my house like that and said he was impressed I had three slaves already. I told him I could have a fourth one.
His name is now Wallace. He became my gardener and my slave number 4. It turned out he was my most docile slave. He even bagged me to be locked up in chastity so he could focus on his services.
I still wanted more slaves to serve me, than I had the idea to throw a party for every beta I met before. The first rule of the party was: betas can only talk to alphas. And I was the only alpha there. So I had the attention of every one of them.
By the end of the party, I had made my decision and told everyone my new slaves would soon be asked to move, and I sent everybody home. I went to the kitchen to eat something and the chef I hired to the party was still there. While I was eating, I asked him what his name was and he answered:
"I understand my name is not important, sir, so you can call me whatever you want. I'm sorry, I must say it: I never thought of myself as a slave, but after what I saw today, after seeing how happy Bentley, Nick, Claude and Wallace are, I can't help myself. Please, let me serve you. Please give meaning to my life, Sir."
That's how, even without expecting it, I decided to enslave the chef and named him Tony.
On the next day, Bentley told me there was a beta at the door. I went out and saw one of the guys from the previous night on his knees. I asked Claude why he was doing that and he told me the guy refused to leave, that the only way his life would have any purpose would be serving me. I asked him what he could do. He said he could learn everything, that he had already sold everything he had and that he was leaving in his car.
I told him to sell his car and took him in as my sixth slave: Adam. The as my personal chauffeur from that moment on. Told him to get my limousine. We had another fag to visit.
We drove to the other side of town and I came out in front of another beta's house. He opened the door, shocked. I told him he was the chosen one. He started crying. Very emotional. Told him to get in the car. He asked if he could kiss my shoes first. I allowed.
I named him Cameron and made him my pool boy.
Bentley. Nick. Claude. Wallace. Tony. Adam. Cameron. They all live in the servants' quarters. They are happier than ever. And I have everything I wanted. I mean, everything I wanted until now.
There is always room for more slaves. I know you are thinking what you could do to serve me. How you could be useful to me. Tell me, boy, why should I take you in? Be convincing. Maybe I can grant your wish.
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Their boss has a great interest in fashion, and regularly has his staff try on his outfits for a couple of weeks.
Today he presented his newest creation. Targeting those with domestic staff who are done with the stiff, old fashioned uniforms.
Those who want their servants to wear something that is refreshing, yet in line with traditional uniforms.
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The boy is enjoying his date, but what he doesn't know yet is that the waiter is actually the rich man's slave. And, by the end of the dinner, he'll be enslaved too.
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Two brothers posing in front of their newly commissioned paintings that will adorn the walls of the family estate for centuries.
Their servants are eagerly waiting for new orders, and are making sure their masters' hair and outfit are flawless.
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The young, wealthy internet millionaires of today are acquiring big mansions which need teams of staff to maintain.
More and more of these young wealthy men are choosing nontraditional uniforms for their servants
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BETA SLAVES GIVEAWAY! Are you an alpha? Go ahead. Pick one as your newest slave.
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The boy is getting used to his new reality as a dogslave.
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No name. No personality. No face. Just service and obedience.
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Graduates from this school are very wanted as they have left behind their own lifes and are completely focused on serving whoever they get appointed too.
The school of butlers is proud to announce the graduation of a new class. Our butlers are ready to serve and they're all brainwashed so their past lives are not in the way of their service.
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Some necks just look like they're meant to have a collar around them, don't you think?
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This is Nick, two months ago, when he had just met the wonderful and sweet Alex…
And here is Nick today, patiently waiting for the dry dog kibble that his strict Master Alex brings him every evening...
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Being a cuck wasn't enough. Now I'm a butler for my ex-boyfriend and his bull. They're my masters now and I couldn't be happier.
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See Nick, I told you it would be fun to play golf together! And when you stay really still, I aim better and finally hit my target correctly!
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