The concept of Hierarchy is often misunderstood, and the mechanics of Hierarchy are even less understood. Simply put, Hierarchy is the First Law of human society. It defines how society is structured, almost entirely based on Male power dynamics.
From the first moment one Man dominated another Man, Hierarchy has been the driving force behind all Male interactions and human achievements. Men rule the world; every bridge, skyscraper, scientific discovery, mechanical advancement, medical breakthrough, and work of art has been imagined, designed, and built by Men. Every war won and every life created – all by the power of Men.
Hierarchy celebrates the power and glory of Men, while also honoring another basic truth: Men are NOT created equal.
To illustrate my current understanding of Hierarchical levels, I created the above diagram. Here’s an explanation:
I’ve been checking on this blog for A LONG while. Just found you again after years I feel like.
Anyways, I might be a faggot. I’m not really sure tbh. Maybe it’s my past relationships or maybe just kind of my style, but while really submissive in the bedroom & like taking care of my man, outside I’m dominant//wear the pants.
It’s always been this way & I guess… Idk Sam!! I’m thin. I shave my legs. I’m pretty femme. Like I love the concept or fantasy of serving a true alpha, but maybe the reality of it would hurt my feelings too much. IDK.
A bit about me: I’m married now. Have been for 3 years. My husband is really great. But he recently told me i’ve made him into my bitch so the bedroom has become hard for him. I make more money. I’m the provider. And yeah, I think I can be a bit bitchy. I do wish I could you know… Hype him up in a way. I read these testimonials on here & really wish… like my husband is fit. traditionally masculine. I wish he would talk back, put me in my place, etc. He does have that “alpha” appearance like he’s fit muscular etc, but— idk. He is gay like me & he does have a sensitive/anxious side, so maybe he’s just a soft top.
I just wish he would just… grab me and throw me down and fuck me. like really dick me down. but it’s hard for him because apparently i’m too bossy outside of it. IDK. this is probably stupid, i’m sorry.
Basically! hi! not sure. Do you have any advice on what I should do maybe, show him. hey. this is ok? or how do i know hierarchy is for me?
Thank you for writing in after such a long time!
This question – “Am I a faggot?” – hangs over the head of every sub male, especially ones who feel unfulfilled in some way. I’ve been asked it every which way, which is why I finally wrote a book to help unsure subs come to their own answer. It’s entitled “Are You A Faggot?” Most of it discusses the purpose and functions of faggots in hierarchy. However, the book ends with test that will help you understand yourself and your true needs much better.
You can buy that book on instant download RIGHT HERE.
Aside from that, it might do some good for you to show him some of this website. It might open up conversation with him just showing him your question and my response.
If you are indeed a faggot, he needs to understand what you need from him. Many times Men hold back in order to be “respectful” of their partner, but that approach is completely wrong for true fags. He can’t possibly know this unless he becomes informed.
As for you, I think you should check out the book and also work on being more generally submissive. Being “femme” is about more than shaving your legs and wearing panties. It’s about embodying the essence of that persona, namely a service-oriented, submissive mindset. Work on cultivating that.
Thanks for the response I didn’t think you would reply so fast. I’ve been digging through the site and had some follow up questions. Mainly about how to be a ‘good’ fag or how some black fags can fulfill their role better? After reading a few stories specifically Master Girad and fag Kamal I left with wanting to know more about service & desirability as a black fag and to learn from fag kamal in regards to gender studies and the hierarchy. I have taken you up on your last message and been wearing a cage, more frequently, however I am a little hesitant to wear it out as you suggested given how small/connected my city is.
Thanks for the follow-up, Javi!
Because of black culture, I think most black males fall into one of two very distinct groups: (1) hyper-dominant Alphas, or (2) hyper-effeminate, “flaming” gay stereotypical subs.
I usually don’t refer to these subs as faggots because, while they take on the faggot role sexually, they are anything but submissive outside the bedroom. Despite the fact that they’re some of the best cocksuckers on earth, they’re typically more trouble than they’re worth for Alphas because they’re so hard to train.
I know I’m painting with a wide brush here, but hopefully you get my point.
To be a “good” black fag you need to be submissive in all things. Be obedient. Be genuinely grateful to serve. Be clean. In other words, be like every “good” fag of any race!
I’m proud of you for trying chastity! I think you’ll notice changes within yourself as you go deeper into using it. I do understand your concerns about small-town life, but I also think nobody’s going to say anything to you about it except for the guys who might want to use you.
When I look at self-proclaimed Alphas on social media, I get disheartened. These are not Alphas in the traditional sense the human race has come to rely upon, the ones who fought wars, built cities, and protected the weak.
No, they are too often whiners who have been babied by soft, privileged lives. Their muscles are not leather-tough from hard use, but rather sculpted at Planet Fitness for Instagram. These new Alphas have no moral fiber, no central belief system, and no willingness to get their hands dirty building worlds.
This new breed wouldn’t lend a hand during a catastrophe as shocking as September 11, 2001.
I read this touching tribute to an Alpha named Michael Weinberg written by his friend Gwenn Marsh and wanted to share it. This is how an Alpha reacts when confronted by tragic and overwhelming odds.
READ:
THE FIREFIGHTER
Michael Weinberg, a 34-year-old Manhattan firefighter, was on a golf course in Queens when he heard a plane had hit the World Trade Center. His sister Patricia worked in the second tower. He put down his club and ran.
Traffic strangled every road into Manhattan. He abandoned his car in Long Island City and climbed onto a passing emergency vehicle to get to his firehouse. When he reached it, he geared up and headed toward the towers with Engine 1, Ladder 24. His sister was still inside. He didn’t know if she’d made it out.
She had. He did not.
Michael took shelter beneath a fire truck when the South Tower collapsed at 9:59am. The chaplain was with him. A captain was with him. None of them emerged. He became one of 343 New York City firefighters lost that morning. His father, Morty, a firefighter himself for fifteen years, knew immediately. “I knew he was gone,” he said. There was no ambiguity in his voice, just the certainty of a father who understood exactly what his son had run toward.
Years later, neighbors in Maspeth still spoke about him like he might walk through the door. The golf clubs he never picked back up. The car he left running. The sister who survived because that morning, nothing mattered to him more than reaching her. He never got the chance to see that she had made it out.
His name is etched into a wall with nearly three thousand others now, one line among so many. But behind every single one of them is a story just like his. A person who chose someone they loved over their own safety, in the space of a single decision that took no time at all.
What I did not mention before was that I was at work with Michael’s brother John in midtown Manhattan that day. Our small team grieved his loss together.
The following post is part of a thread chronicling the life of domination of a God Alpha named Master Jase. CLICK HERE to read all posts in this thread in chronological order!
One of the most significant developments in the life of Master Jase since I’ve known him occurred a few months ago when he revealed to me he was dating another Alpha.
I wasn’t expecting this development at all. Master Jase has always seemed so complete and satisfied that adding a significant other seemed superfluous. I also wondered how any partner could handle his overwhelming power and need to conquer all flesh.
But the answer, it seems, was quite simple: Master Jase needed another God Alpha as a partner! He’s found that in his relationship with Master Dylan.
Master Jase felt compelled to tell me more about this deepening relationship, and how it is changing him.
I want to share the ever growing love and bond between my boyfriend and I. It’s such an intense, mutual, complex blend of respect, competition, pride, and love with and for each other. There’s always an underlying rivalry, but we push each other to become stronger and better than we are.
It’s hard to imagine having two god Alphas side by side in a romantic relationship, but it works. Between us, we don’t question who’s stronger, who’s more dominant, who commands, because they’re irrelevant. I already know Dylan’s a powerful Alpha in his own right, and him to me.
It’s our mutual choice that makes our love that much more powerful. And I feel there’s no better sign of alpha masculine strength than sharing a bond and love with someone at that peak of alphahood.
That’s not to say we don’t compete. It’s almost like our own love language. Just this past weekend, amongst a selection of our fags and sluts, there was an unspoken contest on who could fuck the hardest, the fastest, last the longest. Whose fag would be moaning and begging the most, whose cunting was the most extreme.
You wouldn’t be able to understand the sheer thrill behind that contest. We’re both breeder dom alphas, and we fucked through each fag and slut multiple times until they were delirious and exhausted, and by the end, there was no victory as both stood, still hard and mighty, with a roomful of completely wasted fags.
My favourite moment was when we would ‘rest’ side by side, and we would have three or four fags worshipping our mighty cocks or massaging our sweaty pumped bodies. And we would talk about the faggots, about how good this fag’s cunt was, how he screamed better when my cock was in him, how another fag’s eyes would roll more while Dylan was hammering him.
There’s also our rivalry between sports. It’s rugby final season here, and both of us support different teams. Lots of banter and shit talking, and when a game is being watched, there’s always one fag on each of our cocks nursing and keeping us hard and ready while we shit talk one another. Then whoever’s team wins gets their choice of the two fags to fuck first. Pleased to say my team has won most of their games, so Dylan has had to accept my sloppy seconds after I’ve done cunting out my fag over many hours.
And then there’s the hot intense respect for our own physical prowess. My supremacy in boxing and combat sports and rugby, and his in swimming and weight lifting. There’s nothing hotter than one bout I had where after I solidly pummelled my opponent into a daze, I look out and see Dylan looking back with an intense gaze of pride, lust and approval. The same for me when I see him weightlifting and out lifting much heavier guys. The fucks after with a shared fag or two have been the most intense and vigorous. It’s such an exciting bond that we love the raw brutal physicality that embodies both of us.
I can only imagine my alphahood has only grown, now that I’m in a relationship that values and reinforces my values and power. The trail of faggots and sluts who have increasingly submitted and blissed out on the end of my cock and through my domination in their lives is only telling of that.
It’s showed me that alphas can not only love one another, but inspire each other to be stronger, better, more powerful, and more dominant than before. My faggots and sluts have all felt the difference, they tell and thank me for the far more intense experience everytime I cunt them out.
The interchange of power Master Jase describes between him and Master Dylan is as ancient as the Bible, which reads at Proverbs 27: 17: “As iron sharpens iron, So one man sharpens his friend.” One can easily see how our greatest Alphas deeply benefit through such relationships with each other.
But notice the important role faggots play in the life of a God Alpha couple. Their personal faggots and others are used and shared with each other to enhance both of them. It’s as if Masters Jase and Dylan are sharing a meal of faggots and enjoying the camaraderie and reverie of using them together. Master Jase says this outright at one point, highlighting how their admiration for each other’s power grows with each faggot conquered, cunted, and bred.
There’s no way a faggot can ever understand the subtle complexities of Alpha coupling. We simply are not made to know it. The secrets and discoveries and unleashed primal power arising from Alpha coupling is something reserved for the greater Alpha fraternity.
However, I thank Master Jase for giving us a peek behind the curtain so we can appreciate the depth of wisdom and order built into hierarchy!
The following post is part of a thread chronicling the life of domination of a God Alpha named Master Jase. CLICK HERE to read all posts in this thread in chronological order!
Bullying has a deeply negative connotation in today’s Western whiny culture, but to students of hierarchy the act of bullying is part of the engine that drives hierarchy.
Virtually every faggot has been bullied in life, but it’s surprising how much bullying impacts the lives of Alphas.
Even God Alphas like Master Jase.
A couple of days ago Master Jase posed the following question to me:
Stretched out two muscle sluts last night, and in between rounds of cunting, had an interesting conversation. We spoke about the difference between bullying and domination. It was a compelling topic because I am a teacher, and one of my muscle fags is a cop. Before I give my thoughts, I want to know what you think is the difference between bullying and domination, especially for alphahood.
It was an interesting thought I’d never considered before. I relied this way:
I think bullying comes from a place of weakness or insecurity. A bully wants to tear down someone to make themselves feel better about their own lives or insecurities.
Domination, on the other hand, comes from a place of security. It’s about knowing you’re superior and more powerful and flexing that energy to influence inferiors.
This inspired Master Jase to pursue this line of thinking, and he makes an unexpected admission while doing so:
This may or may not come as a surprise to you. As a youth, before I accepted and blossomed into my alphahood, I was a victim of bullying. I tried very hard to mold myself into a vessel that my parents wanted me to be, and at the time, I didn’t know why it was such a struggle to be obedient to my parents’ wishes. Of course it was because the intrinsic power inside me refused to let me be controlled by another, even if it was from a place of love by my parents.
The result was though that I struggled and was vulnerable. And bullies in primary and early high school tried to intimidate and invade my space. So you can imagine both my past experiences, and my current role as an educator, means I have a very disdainful approach of bullying.
I like to summarise it as such. My dominance is all-consuming; I possess so much physical, mental, emotional and social security that coercion becomes almost unnecessary. My authority is established and inherent. A bully on the other hand, makes other men submit not through reference, but fear, and is dependent on that fake control to feel superior.
I find a gratifying thrill in breaking and brutalising bullies and showing them their place. Crush them physically and mentally, with the effortless aggression and brutality which is my domain, and turn them into fags consumed by the need to be pounded by my massive dick and filled with my potent seed. Their need to feel powerful and manly? I take that away from them, each spoken command in their ear, each merciless thrust at a time, each pump of my god cock in their cunts.
It’s especially satisfying when it’s a man who judges and bullies on discrimination. You by now know my thoughts and very passionate views on race, height, and sexuality. Being short, gay and Asian makes me no less a powerful God Alpha. Easily bending a man of fake bravado and twice my size over. Making him glad to experience real domination as I handle and play with his body and cunt as I please.
The cop was one such man. High on his power and authority, until he turned dismissive of me one night after a road-side alcohol breath test. I brutalised his throat that night, didn’t take long for him to be on his knees worshiping alpha cock. A once strong bully on his knees, weak and mind-torn, kissing up and down my huge cock sticking out my gym shorts. Then when I penetrated him days later after training him to be my slave, twelve massive fat inches fucking him and cunting him out long and hard, he was no longer a bully, merely a faggot. Just his expressions and thoughts of “Me, an alpha police officer, getting fucked in the ass!” and begging for it. He tells me it was a transformative moment for him, that he realised that all the control he had was fake and performative compared to the sheer endless power I had over him. He regularly thanks me for cunting him out and is in bliss that he is owned and claimed.
It’s ironic to say this, but I also see an alpha’s dominance as a mercy. A faggot can give up control, and in doing so, surrender and be free from the needs of being in power, of fighting and conquering. I see it when I have my sluts being domestic in my household, and when making love and worshipping my body and cock. They have surrendered to sheer pleasure of servicing me. There is no stressful thought, except for when their cunts can slide down my cock as a reward for their good performance.
Bullying is never to be tolerated. I loathe bullies, and I love to make bullies submit to a superior dominant male. Abusing their pussies and flooding them with my mighty cum, cunting them for hours until they’re beyond exhaustion and completely fagged out. Their place no longer as a fake leader, but merely a play thing and slave to a real alpha’s needs and will.
That doesn’t mean I don’t like to bully-fuck my fags and sluts. Stabbing all twelve fat inches as deep and hard as I can, repeatedly slamming in their cunts while I tease and demean them. Nothing better to confirm I own a fag’s soul through his hole than an expert bully power-fuck. The fags want nothing more than to be claimed even more.
Beautiful and eloquent dissection of bullying from both ends of it!
I must admit that my eyebrows raised in surprise when Master Jase discussed the attacks he suffered at the hands of early bullies. Knowing Master Jase as well as I do, it seems incomprehensible that any Man or Alpha would attempt to bully him.
Of course, I’ve only ever known the powerful and fully-realized King he is today. I never knew the small-for-his-age Asian boy he once was, the one who felt isolated and attacked.
There is no doubt that Master Jase recognizes what bullying did to him, how it acted like gamma radiation to fuel his growth into the raging Hulk he is today. He is extremely knowledgeable about hierarchy, and he appreciates the subtle mechanics that have made him a God Alpha and faggots into his slaves.
It’s a matrix we are all part of. Bullying is part of this process. It acts like flippers in a pinball machine, whacking each of us and sending us haphazardly careening into a collision course with our own destiny.
I’m so glad Master Jase experienced these aspects in his life. It has made him into a better Master and Owner of faggots!
But there is another development in Master Jase’s life recently that is changing him even more: LOVE.
See the way God Alpha @geoscarxxx trains his good faggots? He takes his time with the fag, letting it get hypnotized by his scent, his balls, his spit, and finally his dick.
Every move intentional. Purposeful.
This is the way all true Masters should approach ownership!
Im Javi and in 24. Im kinda torn on things, I come off very masculine hairy, strong, assertive etc. But I know I’m not an Alpha, while growing up I naturally preferred doing feminine chores with no resistance while I hated doing the manly stuff cutting grass, trimming trees, etc i prefer doing feminine deemed like making perfume. I know that id like to be a fagwife but can’t seem to meet men who make me want to submit or ig I can respect as I dont get the “Alpha” aspect from them. I can respect their ability to be men but not in a way where I can submit without feeling like I settled. Most times its been men who had bravado but I am more endowed than, or men that couldn’t lead. Part of me feels like I should try to dom those under me but I also know my place is serving a real man
I know I shouldn’t hunt for a Man but I am tired of wasting time by dealing with men that can’t own me and would like some insight from an experienced fag.
Hi Javi! Thank you writing!
The issue you’re having definitely occurs with a fair amount of bottoms and faggots. It really speaks to something I’m always emphasizing: the body size, dick size, or body fitness does NOT determine our place in hierarchy! As you so aptly described, our place is determined by the person we are within!
I’ve encountered plenty of tall, beefy, hairy, hung, and/or muscular fags over the years, and it can be difficult to handle given the general expectations of most Alphas.
But I said “MOST” for a reason. I’ve met plenty of very powerful Alphas who love to own/use faggots like you. I think there is some conquering instinct at work in these situations. I distinctly remember Master G (a smaller, straight Alpha) who took ownership of his much larger fag friend Jamie … and he ended us marrying Jamie eventually!
Finding those kinds of Alphas could be a challenge, but it’s not impossible. You really need to emphasize your submission and desire to be useful. Be deferential and complimentary to the Alphas with whom you interact. Be useful to them.
Here’s another, more radical suggestion: put yourself into chastity and parade around the locker room/showers with it on. You’ll be surprised how Men and Alphas react to it, their curiosity piqued and imaginations running. Wearing a chastity cage will instantly eliminate your size issues and diminish you in their eyes.
I published this video a day or so ago about rimming, and in it I made mention of how the tips contained in it, despite being directed at pleasuring bottoms, can also be applied to pleasuring Alphas. However, I added a caveat: “Use discernment”.
Some unidentified reader (who sounds Alpha) picked up on this and wrote the following comment that I wanted to highlight:
When it comes to rimming, Sam said used discernment, so use it.
If you’re an Alpha and getting rimmed, the first thing to know is that you would not be positioned like the faggot in the video. Instead, consider standing in front of a floor length mirror, so that you can see your faggot as he KNEELS behind you. That’s right. Your faggot lowers himself to his knees, and KISSES YOUR ASS (because you’re the boss). Don’t just pass over what I’ve written; take time to really think about it. There’s a faggot on his knees kissing your ass. That’s the reason an Alpha has a faggot rim him. And while it’s occurring, that’s the perfect time for any verbal reinforcement or training. Your words will penetrate deeply during this moment of union.
As for the actual mechanics, the video gives great advice. Start light, and end with full tongue penetration of your Alpha ass. You’re thinking “Huh? I won’t do that. My ass is sacrosanct.” The problem with that is you’re thinking like a man, and how your ass doesn’t get fucked. You need to flip your mindset for better understanding. Your ass is not, never will get fucked. Dicks do fucking. What is happening with tongue penetration is that you are being RESPECTED. Your status, your authority, your dominance are being given proper, full respect. The only question is whether you want to be lightly respected, or deeply respected. As an Alpha and as a Master, you should want to be deeply respected.
That’s when you reach behind, grab the back of your faggot’s head, and push his face completely into your ass. Rub your ass up and down. Make sure your faggot gets his tongue firmly implanted into your ass. Further than either he or you think is possible. This is the full Omega position to your Alpha status. When we look up “Alpha and the omega”, this is the picture the dictionary should use to illustrate it.
This is exactly what I meant by “use discernment”. Rimming an Alpha is (and should be) a completely different experience with a different set of intentions and approach. Rimming an Alpha should be a profound act of worship, not a way to emasculate him.
Something like this:
Like I’ve said elsewhere, more and more straight Men and Alphas are exploring this option for the immensely-satisfying power they feel when its’ done correctly!
Thanks to this anonymous reader for the added perspective!
These are some excellent tips for rimming from @ShowOffJonah, but some of these tips might not be as effective if you’re a faggot licking a straight Alpha’s ass.
The following post is part of a thread following Kamal, a faggot who has a desire to serve his Alpha professor uncle Farid. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!
I received the following note from Kamal the Pakistani faggot who submitted to his uncle. THIS is why I do what I do, and why Hierarchy University is unmatched in this space:
Dear Sam,
I want to share with you what my life has been like since I followed your advice and told Farid my deepest desires, got psychologically naked for him and let him see how deeply my body and soul needed him. I want you to be a part of this because you are such an important part of why I had the courage to bare myself, in every way, to my uncle, and all that has happened to me since then is in large part a gift you have given me. I have been silent for a long time but that is because I was simply learning to let the life that Farid has chosen for me, happen to me. And now that Farid is away for the weekend, I have a moment to gather my thoughts, and I want to invite you into this new life you have allowed me to have by encouraging me to accept who I am, and I want you to know how grateful I am to you, and how deeply your advice has changed me, how much happiness your words have allowed me to reach for, and how ecstatic and grateful I am, how lucky I consider myself to be, that when I was confused and doubting, that you were there to help me cut through those doubts and accept the truth about myself.
I can’t wait to hear what happened with my brother Kamal, one of the bravest faggots I know!
The following post is part of a thread following the story of Titouan, an 18-year-old French faggot currently owned by an older straight Alpha. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!
Titouan is a terrific faggot, and I know he tries hard to be a good and obedient boy for his Master. Unfortunately Titouan is an obvious faggot with his scrawny, hairless body and tiny dick, so everywhere he goes in France (the “Land of Alphas” as I call it) he has straight Alphas wanting to use him. Yeah, it sounds like HELL, doesn’t it?
So as I chronicled previously, Titouan did serve straight Alphas during his summer holiday away from Master. And as I predicted, his straight, married Master was likely going to take corrective action. Only one question remained: what would that be?
Well, we just found out:
two days ago, my straight Alpha Daddy made me come to his secret studio in Paris, he fixed the small chastity cage he had made me buy, he says I have to wear it for at least two weeks, punishes me because i have been with another male in August during holiday at seaside. He keeps the key. He’ll decide in two weeks if removed or kept for longer time. I know i deserve it, as i didn’t comply with the rules (As Alpha male He can see who he wants but as young faggot i have no right to have sex with anyone else except if he decides it). As I wear large white briefs, my cage cannot be seen as long as I’m not naked and this is only when alone (shower etc) . Sure chastity is humiliating and big frustration, i feel very jealous of other boys, even younger than me, who can have sex when they wish (frustration increased when i hear some of them talking about their sex evenings with girls, etc) But i know my Alpha has right to decide this and it does make me feel the superiority of Alpha boys or men.
My male told me some things about him. He works for a french news magazine and site, a rather traditionalist one. And he has family with daughters, teenagers like my own sisters. All this explains why he demands discretion, he wants to protect his family and social life as straight Daddy. I respect all this and find it exciting as all this also makes me feel strongly the fair hierarchy : mature Daddy/ boy and straight Alpha/ faggot.
He wants me to come again this week-end . I love the idea of another secret rendez-vous, i love the idea of me very humble as wearing chastity cage & at same time having to serve a straight mature Alpha and his right to use a boy like me for his unlimited pleasure.
The first time a faggot is caged is always the worst. The intense adjustments it makes to your physical, emotional, and mental are sometimes difficult to accept. This is especially true of young, horny fags like Titouan.
I’m excited for Titouan to experience chastity and see what revelations come to him. Smart fags almost always see value in chastity, and Titouan is an intuitive fag for sure.
Honestly, his Master’s punishment was fairly light, but I think his Master has a lot of affection for his secret faggot. Like all straight Alphas, he loves to own a hungry, discreet cumdump.
I think we will see Titouan’s pleasure centers shift as he’s fucked while caged. That’ll surely be a revelation for him!
The following post is part of a thread highlighting the exploits of Master Dean, the God Alpha son of Master Dino and twin brother/owner of Jimmy the faggot. CLICK HERE to read these posts in chronological order!
Communicating with my beloved brother Jimmy almost always means hearing from his twin brother Master Dean. I adore Master Dean because of his searing intelligence that combines uneasily with his raw Alpha sexual power. It’s like he’s both the brains and the brawn!
He rules Hierarchy Island alongside his reckless God Alpha brother Master Chad, and the pair of Kings couldn’t be more different. Master Dean is thoughtful and more level-headed, whereas Master Chad is like the Tasmanian Devil riding a twister straight to Hell.
I think Master Dean sensed my alarm over Jimmy’s recent update, so he wanted to add his own thoughts on that as well as updates on some of the rapidly-growing sons sprouting up across their island paradise.
Greetings little one,
I regret my tarrience in writing but since our return, I’ve allowed bunny much leeway and have delighted watching My baby live her life. The months of stress and concern are finally over. Were I not convinced of her recovery before, her actions since returning home have assuredly convinced Me. My little bunny raced to her swing after giddily begging We five Men for Our attentions. I mostly observed, enjoying her delight as she was roughly taken by all. I believe she and Savior had a most special evening culminating in her entrance to “la la land” just as mommy sometimes did after special occasions with Father.
I am aware bunny wrote earlier. Honestly, that fact reminded Me to do so as well. I read her correspondence so as to not duplicate her utterances.
Our Son grows healthy and strong. He, the Prince, and “3” (Chad’s second-born, don’t inquire about the nickname. Its too protracted a story) are inseparable. Seeing Them together sometimes drives a saber through My heart because I see Myself, Chadwick, and Joseph as youngsters. I do not think of My benighted Brother often but My fondness for Him has yet to abate. I endeavor to admit it probably never will.
On more felicitous musings, The Savior has recovered from all injuries, of course. He broke a leg falling off the small cliff that creates the waterfall. One of the puppies managed to climb up and became entangled in the vines. Conventionally, He risked harm to rescue it and succeeded even in falling. To save it He held it rather than drop it, resulting in the fracture. I think half the enjoyment of His devil-may-care emprises is that the more extreme the impairment, the stronger the drugs. LOL
Regardless, life continues at its leisurely pace. The rainbow are beautifully brown. Do not be concerned as they and We use sunscreen copiously. Since allowing faggots a respite day, they couldn’t be happier. grayfaggot was extremely pleased upon My return and has proven her devotion since. Phillip continues His exploits, sometimes with Chad in tow. His impressive Son “5”, known affectionately as Spike has come into His own, has calmed down and learned some control over Himself which aids His control of faggots and life in general. Phillip explodes with pride. He and Spike are partially learning together. I ache for the time when I guide My Son through teen Alpha years just as Father did Us. Cal and all We Alphas look forward to guiding Our Boys and particularly introducing Them to the bliss of faggot use and strong character. Although I shall only have the one Son, two of Chad’s are closely attached to Me. The sissy faggot, Justin, not Gavin, the one obsessed with Him, and Spence, who’s definitely not a faggot. So I sometimes feel I have three Sons. It is a rewarding feeling.
Cal just walked by, cock straining upward with pinkfaggot thrown over His shoulder. I imagine it’s obvious what’s about to happen.
I can’t think of anything else of import. Oh, Father was here for a few days. He brought a female, whom We discovered is Our sister. She tracked Father, wanting to meet the Man she never knew and they bonded. She seemed unfazed by Alpha life and was interested in all Our society and subculture. She was genuinely pleased with Our world, even knowing she could not become a part of it. She understood that she couldn’t have been even if her mother hadn’t kept us a secret. She is pregnant and unattached. She asked Chadwick to raise the child as His. She is aware it is a Boy and Chad agreed. Father will stay with her in Seattle until His birth, attending all the paperwork needed so He is legally Chad’s. We are pleased to welcome another bambino with Family blood. Cal and I observed yesterday how fulfilling it is to know every human on this cay has either Our blood or Our cum coursing through their bodies. What satisfaction, what power, what a life! Every Man here experiences that factuality and We revel in it.
I shall halt this Alpha tale of pride and knowledge and observe the setting sun while bunny devours My stiff protrusion. This is what lesser men strive for and never achieve: satisfaction and bliss.
Good evening, little faggot. I’m assured you dream of being here, next to your healthy brother and enjoying the delights of servitude. I shall attempt to communicate again sooner.
Master and King Winston Dean
And now I find out Master Chad broke his leg! Do I need to express mail some bubble wrap to that island?!?
In all, it’s amazing to think of the creative ways the Alphas and faggots on the island are raising the children there. The Alpha sons will receive first-class training on Alphahood by the best teachers on the subject. But even better, any beta or fag sons will be protected and accepted by such warm familial love.
Master Dean is truly one of a kind, a King with an intelligence at least equal to his dominance. I’m glad Master Dean is so stable, especially given Master Chad’s apparent death wish!
But most of all, Master Dean makes me feel owned and safe. I’m not sure how to explain it. But I’m always grateful to hear from him!
The following post is part of a thread chronicling the blessed life of gay God Alpha Dean, twin brother of his faggot Jimmy and part of the Hierarchical family of God Alpha Dino. CLICK HERE to read these posts in chronological order!
After the shocking health scare involving my baby brother Jimmy, faggot twin brother of God Alpha and Master Dean, I’ve been more eager to keep in touch with him and the rest of the family on Master Dino’s Hierarchy Island. I’ve been covering this family for about SIX YEARS now (almost the longest set of relationships I’ve kept during my run with this site), and I deeply love and respect them all. They are, in some ways, part of the family of my heart.
And at the center of my heart are Master Dean and Jimmy. They are the yin and yang of Master Dino’s clan. One is Alpha, the other is faggot. One is erudite, and the other is child-like. One is reserved, and the other is exuberant.
I love them both, regardless.
I think little Jimmy knew how concerned I was about his recent heart surgery, so he sent me this excited update (BTW, he calls himself “jaye” as in the letter “J” for Jimmy):
Hi its me jaye!
Its my day off and i am enjoying it! i love love love being on the island! i love being alive and being fucked to my limits almost every day!
Oh sam everything is perfect. i feel sorry for other faggots who live other places. Don’t get me wrong the rainbow work pretty hard. we have the garden and greenhouse to take care of and around 27 children to love and teach things the Gods don’t teach. we cook and clean and our generous reward is use beyond imagination.
Really our Masters are authentic MEN that are blessings to worship. When i came home i was ready to be gang raped! i imagined i could feel the straps of the swing i needed Them All so BAD! Hehehe i could tell They were all being gentle. Well for Them it was gentle. Hehe Then The Savior of us all came in and grinned the way He does that scares us to death and makes us dribble at the same time. He grabbed my hair and said ‘Dino says Our favorite dirty whore needs a REAL Man. Here I am baby.’ Oh sam. He showed me why He is Our God. He didn’t hold back anything and i was transported to that world where mommy would go. Just mumbling and holding on to Him and King for almost 2 whole days! i couldn’t be fucked for days after it so after i woke up King let me suck off every Man until He was dry! They all made me so special! And Daddy, well i won’t say it but the next week when He came home i knew i’d be Daddy’s girl FOREVER!
So much happened while I was gone. The Savior cut off 3 fingers while He was cutting sheetrock but they are reattached now. He broke His leg and almost got shot on some adventure with joy’s hot Master. you know what He does for a living. i think The Savior is almost indestructible. (Did i spell that right?) Anyway He’s THE God among Men. Even Daddy says He’s THE Alpha Male of the Family.
my baby Boy grew so much! i missed so much! What’s worse is King missing out so much because i got sick like a big pussy. i know i know i couldn’t help being weak. i was born that way. Oh sam the way King took care of me. The way He took charge of the medical staff and worked with the doctors on every detail was amazing. my Master! Oh how i love Him! i am so lucky to belong here to these Men!
Every 2 weeks is some faggots day off. Today is mine and greenie’s. we played in the pool of the waterfall and laid in the sun until Master Cal came by and allowed us to worship His BIG cock and let us share His yummy cum. Then we swam and now we are making sandwiches. i am starving. After this i think i’ll stroll around where the Men are working. Never know who might notice my skin tight shorts and decide some quick faggot pussy might be good! Hehehe
i just wanted to write and let you know i am healthy and happy and overfull of yummy Alpha cum! i am the luckiest faggot EVER!!! Bye sam! i love you brother!!
The King’s faggot,
jaye
Ugh … he writes to reassure me he’s doing well, and then casually adds that Master Chad (“the Savior” in Island parlance) CUT OFF THREE FINGERS and was also SHOT!
WTF DUDE?!? Can there be a normal day when I can confidently relax and not worry??
Aside from those little events, it sounds like Jimmy has settled back into his routine as the Island matriarch, a role once handled by my dearly-departed friend Jamie. As Jimmy mentioned, there are a lot of kids to raise (most of them are Master Chad’s, but also Master Cal’s sons and the son Master Dean fathered) and five Alpha Gods to service daily. I’m sure Jimmy’s “day off” (I’ve never heard of such a thing for an owned faggot!) was well-earned.
I’m so proud of my little brother. He tackles his life with such boyish exuberance and celebratory enthusiasm. He knows he is one of the luckiest faggots on Earth, surrounded and protected by infinite Alpha power in a paradise fantasy where all that’s required is that he obey and serve!
And Jimmy is the BEST boy. He’ll always do that with all of his mended heart!
I love you, Jimmy! Thanks for keeping your fag Mom updated! LOL
This ad from J&B Scotch (of all places!) is so thoughtful, touching, and insightful that I had to post it (even though it’s a Christmas ad).
Soooo many people lived entire lives hiding their truths, bottling up dreams they imagined for themselves and storing them in the darkest corners of their hearts.
This ad hints at this old man’s dreams to be a woman, but used that repressed desire to help a young person achieve theirs. Even though he never got to feel as free, he still managed a taste of it vicariously.
I wish more people understood that isolation and fear!
My brother @suc_boi recently posted a hot video of him worshiping and servicing a regular Alpha of his.
He also included a note he received from this Alpha. It reads:
“You’re my only mouth, that’s my mouth. I have no other holes. I know I have to share you with other feeders. That mouth should be used as often as possible and it makes me jealous ugh. I know I own your mouth and you own my dick but I wish I could watch you pleasure other feeders too.”
When an Alpha talks like this about you, it’s confirmation that you’re serving correctly!
Alphas are traditionally very possessive. It’s the reason why they so often get into trouble and end up in courts, with their jealousy over their properties causing them to act out.
But my brother has little to worry about with this Alpha. He’s as much of a fan as he is an Owner!
At 39, I know finally that I need to belong to a man that will transform me to his liking and give meaning in everything I do. Because he will be at the centre of my decisions. A man that can make most things sound like a great idea. He could even lock my dick if I knew his grows even at the thought of mine out of the way. I need to be moulded and I just don’t know how to go about this. Some guys I’ve talked to don’t want to put in the work (let’s face it, they can get this from younger men without any effort) and say I should be already what I crave to be, at this age. Time is flying and I got lots of potential that I don’t want to go to waste.
Any ideas that might help? Thanks
Thank you for writing to me!
It is a little frustrating to be coming at this so late in the game. I wish you could’ve been more honest with yourself earlier, when opportunities were more plentiful. However, all is not lost.
But I will advise you that you definitely need a different outlook on this You see, it’s not the job of an Alpha to basically give you motivation to serve, or force you into submission. It’s not their job to basically build your life as a faggot for you. They aren’t general contractors, they’re superior Men.
You need to be laying the groundwork yourself through study, meditation, journaling, or whatever videos you need to get into a sub space. You need to be working with dildos and other devices to train your throat and your pussy, You need to maybe try self-locking for a month or two (Locktober is coming) in order to stop thinking about your penis.
Notice all of those sentences started with the word “YOU”, not “An Alpha”. We are responsible for our own submission so that we have something to present to an Alpha.
First of all, he’s not just “Lucas”. You address him as “Master Lucas” (because he is an Owner) or “Sir Lucas” (because he is Alpha). Show superior Men the respect they deserve.
Secondly, I don’t know his social media accounts. And more to the point: Even if I did, I would never, ever divulge that information because (a) it’s not my place to do so, and (b) Master Lucas is a MINOR.
