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This post is part of a thread chronicling the rise of straight Master Anthony, the 22-year-old God Alpha who took ownership of his first faggot, Fabien. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!

One of the most astonishing true stories of this new platform involves a straight Alpha named Master Anthony and his roommate/faggot Fabien. When I first met Fabien, he breathlessly told me about his hot new roommate named Anthony who looked “exactly” like SPIDERMAN star Tom Holland (hence the header image). Fabien went on and on about how Anthony was sexy, built, and confident, and also how Anthony was already assuming that Fabien would do chores for him.

It was that last part that intrigued me. It’s always a sign an Alpha wants to be served by a faggot when he starts dumping his chores off on the inferior. So when Fabien begged me to help him devise a plan to submit to Anthony, I eagerly agreed. Very quickly Fabien was able to convince Anthony to become his Master, and the rest is history.

Subsequent posts and emails from Fabien revealed the true extent of Master Anthony’s power. It was clear based on his dealings with all inferiors and well as his Alpha Pack that Master Anthony is a God Alpha of jaw-dropping control and depth.

Recently Master Anthony collared Fabien, and the collaring “ceremony” was so exciting that Master Anthony fucked Fabien (his first time) and bred him, totally cementing his Ownership of his first faggot. At that point I was desperate to communicate with this emerging God Alpha, so I reached out to him with an effusive email full of praise and congratulations.

But nothing could prepare me for the extraordinary response I’d receive from him!

Here’s what he wrote:

Such a good inferior! You sure know how to talk to your betters, right? I always like it when people know their place (far) below me in the human hierarchy!

I think you’re right: I’m built to dominate and command, and people like you and Fabien and many others are built to obey, serve and worship me. I don’t know, it seems so natural, so easy, to have inferiors around me to do my bidding! And I discovered this step by step, taking my domination to new levels.

When I was a kid, we often had fights between boys, to impress the girls or simply to be competitive. I loved it, because I always won. And also, in my little group with my four best mates (who still are today), we had already decided that I was the leader, and my bestie Henri was the under-leader. Even though I sometimes had to assert myself a bit to put my buddies in their place, it was very fun! I always ended up being obeyed and followed! And of course, with the weaker, shyer guys, it was easier! 

I remember one time I consciously realized that I liked to dominate inferiors. I was a young teenager, around twelve, I was eating a snack in a park, and seeing a group of older guys in their late teens or early twenties. One of them had spilled sauce on another’s sneakers, and the latter had ordered him to clean them up. He knelt down to lick the sneakers clean! The others giggled, but the two involved remained very serious. I thought it was one of the hottest things I’d ever seen, and I dreamed of reproducing it. Since then, I’ve loved having bootlickers, literally and figuratively! And what’s more: I realized that some guys actually liked to be humiliated and dominated by me and submit! And being a leader and a master don’t hurt your chances with the ladies, also!

Growing up, I noticed that people frequently lost their composure around me, flustering, stammering and shying away when I was confident and self-assured. I especially love it when people accuse me of being arrogant and entitled and finally yield to my charms, sometimes even conceding that I’m just as damn great as I think I am. And I love watching girls compete with each other for the privilege of going out with me and being fucked by me. And I can always (or almost always) choose the one I want, when I want and for how long I want! I always win, I always dominate, I always get what I want. It’s my birthright! 

Ever since I was in college, I’ve had so much fun hitting on girls and making them fall at my feet, desperate for my favors. And I also have a lot of fun intimidating and subduing submissive guys. An unfailing way of spotting them is in the lecture hall: when I spread my legs and put my feet on the benches in front of me (sometimes in shoes, sometimes in socks), and I see guys settling there with no problem, I know they’ll soon be licking my soles and massaging my feet, sometimes in public!

So I’ve already had a lot of bootlickers. But Fabien is my first cocksucker! When he brought me breakfast in bed, after having catered for me and my friends all evening the night before, I was so horny that I wanted to make him suck my cock. For a second I thought ‘Wait, am I bisexual?’, but I don’t care. I’m alone with a slave on hand who’s willing to do anything for my pleasure, let’s just enjoy it! And it feels so good to fuck a throat in a really manly way! And when he begged me to put on him the necklace I gave him to symbolize his enslavement… I couldn’t resist fucking him. And it feels so good to control another guy and cum inside him! So yeah I think you’re right: it’s all about power!

I’ll always fuck girls, because I love it so much, they’re so beautiful and delicious and soft, their pussies are so comfortable and give so much pleasure. But the pleasure of seeing a man submit to my will, let himself be penetrated by me, take my sperm, give up his manhood for me? That’s a thrill I will never deny myself.

And domination over women and men is complementary and mutually reinforcing. Guys respect the man who conquers the most beautiful ladies all the more. And chicks often swoon over hunky men who dominate other guys.

It’s not easy for me to admit it, because I like to think of myself as a tough guy who isn’t sentimental, but I’ve come to care a lot about Fabien. I love that he’s completely obsessed with me and my well-being! I’m positive he could do absolutely anything if I told him it would make me happy! Just licking my footprints on the ground is heaven for him! And I really appreciate his smartness and initiative to make me feel good. If he could use his tongue to roll out a red carpet in front of me to walk on, he’d do it without hesitation! And the fact that he’s a mature, serious, well-established, rather good-looking and masculine adult spices things up even more! It shows just how extraordinary and superior I am!

That is one the greatest Alpha introductions I’ve ever experienced! In fact, I had to read it multiple times just to really absorb the blast of information and energy radiating from it!

What Master Anthony’s first letter reveals completely is that Alphahood is something inborn. He had the desire to have inferior males submit to him the way females do, to debase themselves at his feet. Key part: this was an unconscious need he had, something he didn’t understand.

Master Anthony is a product of being born genetically superior, and growing up worshiped as a superior Male. He had his choice of females to fuck, he had a tight Alpha Pack following his lead and obeying him, and it seemed like the pinnacle of Alpha existence.

And then he moved into Fabien’s apartment.

Immediately his Alpha senses detected Fabien’s submissiveness and began taking advantage of him. However, little Fabien had recruited me and we began devising a way to unlock Master Anthony’s deeper dominant instincts. Needless to say, it worked!

And you can hear that next level of power coursing through Master Anthony’s letter. It’s like he’s fallen down the rabbit hole into Wonderland, only to discover he already owns Wonderland! He realizes that he’s now more powerful than almost all other straight Alphas because he’s taken complete ownership of a faggot that worships even the ground where his foot touches (nice illustration, Master!).

Master Anthony also reveals his deep affection for his faggot, something we don’t hear enough from straight Alpha Owners of faggots. He cares very much for Fabien, and loves what Fabien does. He shows appreciation, and compliments his faggot when he serves well. He’s a natural Protector Alpha of the highest order. He proves that a Man doesn’t need to be a cruel asshole to be dominant or to get what he wants!

I can absolutely see why Fabien is so enthralled by Master Anthony. He’s literally the definition of a God Alpha … but he couldn’t fully embody that role without the worship of faggots like Fabien!

Alphas like Master Anthony make me proud to be a faggot. I’m just so humbled to know a God Alpha like him, and that he blesses me with the undeserved opportunity to tell the world about his existence!

Thank you, Master Anthony! And thank you, my dear Fabien!

An Alpha’s feet have tremendous power over others. Just a simple display of them will rattle onlookers and mesmerize them.

But to a faggot, they are irresistible. Every faggot is programmed to kneel and worship Alpha feet.

And every Alpha loves to have his feet worshiped.

Hey, I’m an Asian alpha dom—ripped, commanding, and used to dominating guys left and right. I’ve always loved the power, the control, pinning weaker dudes down and making them beg under my strength. But then I stumbled across your post about Asian fags being weak little pussies, getting owned and used by superior white guys, and fuck—it hit me like a freight train. Something deep inside me stirred, a twisted heat I can’t shake. I’ve started fantasizing about it: those chiseled white studs with their huge cocks—way bigger than my modest Asian dick—towering over me, humiliating me, forcing me to my knees. I can’t stop thinking about how hot they are, how their rugged masculinity makes me feel small, inferior, like I’m meant to serve them. I’m confused as hell—I’m supposed to be the alpha, but now I’m jerking off to the idea of being their pathetic Asian bitch, degraded and used. The raceplay shit gets me so hard—imagining them laughing at my tiny cock, calling me a worthless yellow slut while they stretch me out. What the fuck should I do with this? Should I fight it or just give in and let white men own me like the submissive fag I might actually be?

Sir, thank you so much for writing to me! 

Well, this was certainly not what I intended to happen when I wrote that tweet, Sir! If I knew my words had that kind of power, maybe I should tweet about more money! LOL

The path through Hierarchy isn’t always clear-cut and obvious (like in my case). I’ve seen quite a few Doms who have later discovered (usually thanks to a true Alpha) that they really aren’t Dom at all. The most famous instance on this site was the case of Bruno, who originally came to me as a Master and he owned a live-in faggot named Gio. But one night Bruno met a God Alpha named Juan, and he was forced into accepting his true place as a faggot (he’s still owned by Master Juan today). 

I tell you that to assure you that you are far from the first or only Dom facing this. There simply is no way to maneuver around or avoid the truth Hierarchy presents each one of us. We can tell ourselves lies and they might stick for a while, but eventually something will collapse those lies and force us to face reality.

In your case, it was a tweet.

I do think you need to experience submitting to a true Alpha. That’s the only way to be sure about your newfound feelings. I know that’s scary, but I promise you’ll survive. In fact, it’s very possible you’ll not only survive, but THRIVE.

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