Art by HE THONG

Ali Y, a visitor of this blog, would love to see "more realistic things" on it. He suggest a  master-slave comparison between  the sizes of the basketball player Slavko V (7'7", 2.30 m) and the Latin pornstar Armond Rizzo (5', 1.50 m). Here go a few images with such comparison. Enjoy! HT Update: Have also a look at the gif animations here and here !

DominusBeefMaster, a visitor to this blog, commented in one of my posts that he would like to find a device that allows him to stuff his slaves either side "without having to adjust the level from where I am standing". Here goes an image taken from a recent slave-appliance catalogue. I think it meets the requirement!

Grate will be opened in a few minutes...

If I spend so long with each couple of slaves that I buy, I will never progress with the long waiting list over my artwork desk. In any case, my orders are given. Since I want to preserve the skin of the living statue intact, I have made it clear to my foreslave that the only allowed physical punishment for the muscle beast is mouth and anal fucking by the foreslave itself. As for the smaller slave, no further precisions are necessary. Back to work! PS (2:30 PM): The prospect of inaugurating a new living statue at home has inspired a few sketches for its poses, that I will instruct my foreslave to teach to the muscle beast. I predict that much fucking will be in order before that animal learns to stay in any of those poses for at least 24 hours! See below.

On the other hand, clearly, my new muscle beast  was one of those typical amateur bodybuilders crowding Californian gyms. Arrogant and insolent, it doesn't seem to realize how its life has changed forever, and keeps yelling all kinds of invectives and blasphemies against me. Other slave owners would at once have heavily punished such disrespectful behavior -so characteristic of untrained servants. I am, on the contrary, well known to be a merciful Master, and take such demeanors as the wretched rattles of an ending free man's existence. After all, under the iron hand of my foreslave, at least one month of constant punishment and harsh humiliation are awaiting that mountain of muscle during training... The beast's fury reaches its climax when I grab what used to be its huge penis -now, among my possessions- to feel its weight, temperature, and texture. It is amazing that the citizens of the private-property empire find so difficult to understand what it means to become...

Early this morning, my downtown slave dealer, Mr. Sahilatua, called to offer a bargain: a magnificent American muscle beast, just arrived to his shop. As it is yet not processed or trained, he could sell it -but only to me, being one of his best customers- at the price of an ordinary slave. Mr. Sahilatua knows very well that my giant African foreslave can take care of both processing and training. I immediately accepted the deal, and the slave was sent to me well before noon.     My dealer was so kind as to include a bonus: a much smaller slave, also unprocessed and untrained, captured together with the muscle beast in a remote Mexican beach. Most probably, they were lovers enjoying a romantic vacation. That the small slave is homosexual, I can surely tell, since -in spite of its obvious dismay and anxiety- it instantly got a raging erection at the imposing view of my foreslave. That was however its last hard-on: this same afternoon, its genitals will become tig...

In a few moments, ice-cold water will be violently pouring from those showers. Slaves have exactly two minutes to remove the filth accumulated during a week of continuous work at the fields. Normally, three neighbor slaves in the chained bundle clean themselves under each shower. Slave 142-387, however, is left alone by its neighbors: last time that one of them dared to share its shower, the offender was brutally fucked before the water was cut off...