A séance with SkunkMaster:

A séance with SkunkMaster:

SkunkMaster is a dominant male who is known for his integrity, honesty, and no-nonsense delivery – promises are kept. He instinctively knows what is best for his followers and slaves, and and is the only Master I know who is capable of creating a perfect master/slave relationship through his experience as a rightful Master; He guides and coaches His slaves into the submission, loyalty and worship that are due to Him.

In a recent transaction He made up the perfect package for me, His grateful slave. It arrived promptly as always, and I knew what was expected from me through correspondence with Skunk Master. He had provided me with a container, filled to the rim with His precious morning Gold, and a pair of socks He had had on for a few days - the socks were to be pre-soaked before SkunkMaster called me later that night to follow His instructions to the letter.

Everything was ready for when SkunkMaster called – the golden essence had been chilled in preparation, and the socks had been left soaking in a jug filled with water, until the water absorbed all the goodness of Master's feet.

The call came through (it was a video call), and a relaxed Master, casually drawing nonchalantly on His vape, told me to show him the sock water in which Master's socks had been soaking. The water was thickly clouded. He ordered me to take a gulp. The taste was salty and earthy, well strong, and the first gulp went down as per Master's command. He then told me to show him the bottle of His morning glory. I unscrewed the lid, held it up for Him to see, and He told me to drink. I took a gulp of His golden lotion, and could barely hold myself back from consuming a second gulp, but the Master wanted me to cover myself in some of it. Of course, I obeyed, always listening out for His orders.

SkunkMaster drew His bare feet up to the camera for this slave to cherish, and told me that soon, I would be chewing on His foot skin and nail clippings. That will happen.

My next task was to drink down all the remaining sock water, after which the Master had me stuff His soaked socks, one after the other, into my mouth. I was to suck every last delicious drop from them, Any remaining drops were squeezed out into the jug, which was then emptied down my throat on His command.

Getting back to Master's golden piss, Master decided I had to swallow the rest for Him, as a good slave should, without a second thought. The little amount remaining was then to be poured over me, as Master sat back to enjoy the scene. Everything is for SkunkMaster's pleasure..

After the call, I put on SkunkMaster's socks, as this was His wish. No washing was to be done. Like the true Master He is, He ordered me to keep on my soaked shirt and the socks. I woke up in the morning covered in his stench, with His essences on me and inside me. A séance with SkunkMaster, is the séance of a lifetime.