I’m not a dom or whatever they call it. I am an owner. A proprietor.

I am very successful. So much so, I don’t even have to run my own company anymore. Other people do it for me.

At home, I keep a 19yr old and 21yr old as my slaves. When they misbehave, they are punished.

Their first week moving into my home, each one was put into a closet. With their hands chained to the wall and a sack over their heads. For a week, all they got to eat was water and my semen if they could work it out of my cock with their mouths alone before I got bored. Sometimes, I’d use them, fill them up and let them lick whatever drips out of them off the floor.

The quicker they learn that they are property, the quicker I let them wander around my house.

I’m not a cruel owner. They have the freedom to do all the normal things, usually. But when I give a command or tell them I expect something to be done, they will. Or face the consequences.

I’ve had one of my property in the closet again for the last three days. She’s gotten too comfortable and let herself get over 120lbs (or 54.5kg for most of the world). That’s one of the first rules they learn, “stay thin. Cows can live outside my home”. The only reason a property is allowed to go above that weight limit, is if they’re pregnant with my child or been working out and are now muscle dense.

Property is expected to Obey. On top of that, they cook, clean and keep my balls empty every day.

In return, they get a very comfortable life. A man who protects them and mentors them in most of life’s “things”.

I’m looking for one more property to round out the numbers. So when I take one out, the other two can keep each other company. Like I said, I’m not a cruel owner.