The Alpha, the Beta, and the Omega. Part 1 (real story)

Friday, March 13, 2026.

It had been a while since I last heard from my former Master. We had seen each other at a party venue, but we hadn't exchanged more than a discreet greeting.

Months prior, he had been a great support during a delicate time in my life, putting aside his role as a dominant Master and becoming someone who cared about me. He was going through a tough time himself, and I offered him my support as best I could.

During that time, I stopped seeing him in the same way I had before; my psychologist said that I was "humanizing" him.

Inevitably, by humanizing him, I was taking away all the power I had given him over me. However, I carried this liberation with a certain resentment.

As the months passed, things calmed down regarding my problems. I had noticed a change in myself; among other things, I had distanced myself from the BDSM scene, not out of disinterest, but because I wanted to belong to a Master and bring out my submissive side. However, no one convinced me.

Just a week before the events of this story, I was about to get rid of all the material I used with my Master and ask him to return the keys to my house. My time as a slave had passed, although the submissive within me yearned to serve and surrender until it hurt.

At 7:00 a.m. on Friday, March 13, the weekend was approaching, and I entered an app in an attempt to find something worthwhile to get me out of my lethargy.

I entered:

Basic filters.

Condition? Master

Online? Yes

Profiles with photos? Yes

Search...

The screen displayed Masters with photos connected, the usual...

Among them was my former Master. With no intention other than to greet him, I initiated what I thought would be a brief conversation that wouldn't lead to anything more.

Xklavo: You're an early riser.

Master: Yes, I'm going to train.

Xklavo: I'm going now too.

Master: Coincidentally, I thought about you yesterday.

Xklavo: Oh, really?

(I was surprised. Why would he think about me? Maybe to return my house keys?)

Master: I wanted to propose something; I'll write to you on WhatsApp.

I switched to WhatsApp, and the conversation continued:

Master: I still have the keys to your house.

(Okay, that's it; he's going to propose meeting up to return the keys, which comes with its implications)

Xklavo: I know

Master: 5 questions:

• Are you in Barcelona this weekend?

• Are you going to be alone?

• Are you busy tonight?

• Do you want to hear a proposal?

• Is the hook still on the ceiling of your living room?

Xklavo: I'll answer. I'm here this weekend, although I have a family dinner tomorrow. Yes, I'm alone. I have no plans tonight. The hook is still on the ceiling. Let's hear the proposal

Master: The propo...