I’ve been coming to terms recently with the fact that I am a faggot. Because of your website, you’ve inspired me and now I’m interested in locking my penis up in a chastity cage to start my fag journey, but I don’t know where to start.
Do you have any recommendations for where I can start looking for a good quality cage? Or do you have any yourself that you personally prefer and would recommend to other fellow fags? Any other tips or tricks for a good- fitting cage?
Thanks so much!
Hi brother! Thank you for the question!
Congratulations on accepting your faghood and for considering chastity! I think you’re on the verge of something wonderful and fulfilling!
My very best advice for newbies to chastity is that you should find a cheap silicone cage (Amazon has several) in order to find the right size for you (sizing isn’t as easy as it seems) without spending a bunch of money. Theoretically at that price point you could buy a couple of sizes and find the best fit.
Once you get accustomed to wearing it and you’ve found a good size, you can invest in something sturdier and cleaner, like stainless steel.
I recommend that you shave the entire area and keep it free of hair; that will make it more comfortable. And you can use talc or something like that to prevent chaffing.
I hope it goes well with you on your new journey! Chastity will change everything for you, I promise!
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!
If you’ve been following the true stories about Master Toople’s conquests, you know that he’s a voracious breeder of faggots. He has a giant dick and balls that produce overwhelming loads, and coupled with his massive musculature he becomes a Terminator robot of relentless breeding.
But Master Toople is a true Master, and he understands the art of faggot manipulation.
Ask any faggot, and they will say the same thing – they LOVE a Master that can get inside their head and manipulate them into discovering new depths of their own submission. That’s why hypno audio/video files are so popular, and why popper drains are practically begged for by faggots in findom.
Well, Master Toople shared an experience he recently had with a faggot that started out as a non-sexual encounter.
You would like how I hynoed and overloaded one of my fags senses through just smell and sight. Like all my trained fags, he was ready to serve and worship when I arrived at the gym, but why not test his impulse, I thought. I gave him my commands; he was not to touch, feel, lick, or talk, only to see and smell.
Through the two hours gym session, I teased him. Push his head between my legs so he could smell my musk and pre and remnants of earlier loads today. Spread my legs where he hovered just under my bulge, staring right at my cock bulged out and taking in deep breaths. Looking back at my eyes and back to my bulge. Halfway, I would take out my cock and let it hang over his face, and even when my pre dripped on him, he obeyed my command not to lick. His gaze turned more and more stupefied and his breathing got more erratic, just from staring and smelling my cock for two hours.
You might be thinking, how was I able to hold back my alpha aggressiveness and virile instinct to fuck him. The very act that my cocks presence was enough to overwhelm his senses was able to keep me from pinning him on a weight bench and pile driving his throat or pussy.
I drove home. And the whole time, I had my cock free bouncing against the steering wheel, while he sat fixated at my cock. His face was already of absolutely cock drunkenness, and his panting was telling me just how much he was craving to taste, to touch my cock. But I was far from done.
I made the fag watch me while I throat fucked my house slut into a choking, spitting mess, and then an hour long onslaught of pounding his muscled pussy. I didn’t acknowledge the fags presence, didn’t look in his direction, but I knew he could not shift his sight away from where he knelt. As I had basically edged myself for three hours, the load I unleashed in my house slut was monumental. The long soft moan my house slut made when I pulled my hard cock out and my cum followed out like a flow…but my fag still remained obedient and didn’t moan out either at the sight, although I could sense he was near breaking point.
I sat down on the sofa, put on the news, and told my house slut to plug the fag and bring it in front of me. The way my house slut limped, and my cum pouring down his legs, fuck I wanted to mount him again but the fag was my plaything first. My slut obeyed me to the T, I didn’t give the fag any recognition as he knelt on a huge dildo in front of me with my cummy, dripping cock rising like a mountain in front of him.
That went on for an hour. My house slut served me some snacks and drinks, at one point I forced his head back into my cock and gave him a sloppy skull fuck but released him and told him to rest. The fag in front of me got increasingly agitated, I could hear his wet pussy squelching against the dildo as he couldn’t resist riding back on it, his panting and heaving was getting more volatile and his breath was getting hotter against my balls and cock.
Finally I looked at him. His eyes were dilated like I had used him multiple rounds, his nose was flared, his cheeks flushed red, and his mouth agape, tongue loose and drooling. His face was streaked in my constant dripping of pre and the cum from my house sluts prior breeding. But he let it smear all over, his eyes were completely locked onto my cock. I had completely broken and overloaded his sensory limits through sheer sight, smell, and presence of my cock. And he had never looked more cock hungry.
All I did was tap my cock on his face, almost covering it with my size, and he went into shakes like he was being cunted. I finally talked to him, told him if he wanted my cock. I got an incoherent moan as a reply, which meant he was already in that fagged state of being half conscious.
I didn’t even get to his throat. I slammed his huge hunky body to the floor, whipped out the dildo, and drove my cock into his clenching, begging pussy. Oh how he spasmed and weakly tossed his head. His eyes became even more unfocused, and his body jumped even more as I bored through his second cunt. He had never been more ragdolled as I choked pounded him all over my living room. He had never looked more delirious and gaped out when I pulled out after breeding him. He was a heap in the floor, barely conscious, but the most satisfied look in his face as his eyes kept rolling white.
You know me as the adrenaline, powerful breeder, but sometimes I like to indulge myself with absolutely brain fucking a fag through nothing but my presence. I finished with the fag not even an hour ago. My house slut has been servicing my cock with his throat since, and once I’m done messaging you, his cunt is going to receive a second round of pounding.
It may seem odd that a prolific breeder like Master Toople would even bother with an hours-long mind fuck session.
But here’s the thing to remember about Alphas – they love to see how their POWER and their PRESENCE alone causes people to crumble and submit! That’s why you’ll see Alphas stare into an inferior’s eyes at a bar and smile at them … they’re observing the effect of their charisma in real time.
Master Toople already knows what his cock and balls do to faggots. But he was able to enjoy the sight of this faggot getting cock drunk on just his SCENT.
That kind of power that arises simply by existing goes beyond any other kind of power!
Hi Sam. I’m 24 years old, I live in Poland, and I’m a trans woman.
I’ve been listening to your podcast since 2021 and I’ve been into hierarchy since I was 15. I’ve always been very feminine and attracted dominant men. At some point, I decided to transition because I wanted to fit in and not be bullied for being a sissy faggot.
But these things still turn me on. I met my Master in 2023 and I’ve been serving him since then.
However, I feel like he was more sexually attracted to me when I was a more effeminate faggot. Now, I’m an attractive woman.
On one hand, I feel good about my femininity, but I miss the adrenaline and the sexual tension.
Sometimes I think about detransitioning so he would use me more intensely again, and so I could feel like a pathetic slut again. I miss that.
But he doesn’t want to be in a relationship with a man. Not even a trans woman. He’s forcing himself to look for a woman, even though he prefers men. He wants to be accepted by our intolerant society.
I’m not really sure what I’m asking you for. Maybe some advice.
Should I leave him, or should I adapt to his needs?
I don’t know what to do.
Thanks for the question!
Your situation is a little confusing, I must say, and I mostly blame your Master for this. Let’s see … your Master DOESN’T want to be in a relationship with a Man, nor a trans woman … but he’s now looking for a relationship with a woman??? Can you hear how ridiculous that sounds?
I don’t see why you should be suffering just because your Master is buried deep in the closet and terrified of living his truth. You already have enough issues to handle just being a trans woman in today’s world!
So I’m guessing that you haven’t been surgically-altered during this transition (since you said you can detransition)? Since you said you would be happier as a faggot, why not just leave this Master, detransition into a faggot, and live more happily? Why go through all of this complication?
I’m not sure if that really helps. Yours is a complicated situation. I recommend you simply things.
