This post is part of a thread that follows a straight God Alpha named Dino who took ownership of a faithful faggot named Jamie that has lasted 15 years and led to marriage. CLICK HERE for all posts in this thread in chronological order!

One of my favorite true accounts of 2021 (so far) came from the great Apex Alpha God Dino (of course) as he told the story of revealing the truth of faggot service to his Alpha son Chad. Bracingly honest and brutally raw, Master Dino could barely contain his glee in bragging about the new power of his blossoming Alpha son.

Alpha pride is so beautiful to witness as a faggot, especially when it’s expressed among other Alphas. They are absolutely a fraternity, a brotherhood. Imagine an immense table with Alphas seated together and enjoying fellowship; faggots like me sit at the children’s table, ignored and offered scraps from their feast. I am not welcome into their club unless I am of service. That’s the way it’s always been, and always should be. Now take that kind of Alpha pride and apply it to the connection of an Alpha father and his Alpha son! It’s even more powerful!

When a faggot starts serving a father and son Alpha pair, it can be especially challenging. Alpha fathers and sons are highly competitive – even more than Alpha brothers or friends – and this oneupmanship rapidly intensifies. Then mix in Master Dino’s overwhelming dominance and personality, and you can only imagine the difficulty level of service is dialed all the way up.

Fortunately, Jamie – Master Dino’s fag wife – is an exceptional faggot.

Jamie wrote to me to update his service to Masters Dino and Chad, and it is just as stunning as you might expect.

Hey sam. i mentioned wanting some of the merchandise you have for sale to Daddy and he gave me permission to do what he is too busy to do–which is to let you know how things are going. I’d much rather He bring you up to date as He is much better with, hell with EVERYTHING, than i. Lol Man, these last weeks–well i may be exhausted but there’s never been a happier faggot. i consider myself blessed to belong to Daddy, there’s never been a God/Master/Husband/Daddy who can top Him. Now, imagine having a teenage version of that Deity. It is nirvana. A lot of the time the two are like mischievous brothers. They play games, which can fuck my mouth or pussy the longest without cumming or who can cum more times in a day.

But it’s not all fun, Daddy is as amazing an instructor as He is an Alpha. Chad is definitely learning. They love being kings and i love being their slave. brother sam, I’m getting 5, 6, and more cum loads per day! (one day they pumped 19 loads into me. i’ve never been happier or felt more fulfilled.) Man, among other things i am so proud, so honored to be the cumhole of Master AND to be allowed to show Chad the kind of faggot He can possess in the future. After Daddy explained ‘cunting the fag’ to Him Chad gave me a ROUGH fucking night but he did it. Strange as it may sound, i have discovered some maternal feelings for Him. His future faggots will not only have to be all He needs but will have to get my approval. (The two Masters decreed that) 

Now, while all this is happening i must admit my housekeeping has suffered but thank goodness Daddy understands that while training His son it must be so. At least 6 hours or more is devoted to sex with one or both of these stallions each day. But as long as i cook, do laundry, and then return to my place at the feet of these God-like Men and of course remain their sexual slave, they are pleased. And so am i. No one could wipe the smile from my face if they tried. i’m getting SO much Alpha cum blasted into me daily that i might squish as i walk. Lol But–fuck, I feel ALIVE! The more Alpha cum inside me, the better i am for it.

i know Daddy will give you a much more interesting perspective when He has more time and I’ll show Him this before i send it. See ya later brother. faggot jamie 

Imagine that – 19 Alpha loads in one day! The power of even one Alpha load is incalculable, but 19 such loads is head-spinning!

But you can hear the complete bliss in Jamie’s exhausted words, can’t you? He’s working harder than he ever has before, but the work is so fulfilling and joyful that he is practically floating on air! It’s like when we work very hard on a project to the point of daily exhaustion, but at the end of it we feel no pain, just elation.

It’s also exciting to hear about a plan for Jamie to service all of Master Dino’s Alpha sons as they come of age! It’s almost like an in-house Alpha training camp!

I honestly cannot wait to hear from Master Dino. His pride must be incredibly electric right now!

This post is part of a thread that follows a straight God Alpha named Dino who took ownership of a faithful faggot named Jamie that has lasted 15 years and led to marriage. CLICK HERE for all posts in this thread in chronological order!

When I first met Jamie months ago, its Master, Dino, seemed like some sort of extreme abstract painting of an Alpha. At first I wasn’t sure if it was possible for an Alpha to exist in the way Jamie described him.

Then I met Master Dino. The meeting was like a tomato meeting a runaway freight train; I had no chance. His long, scorched-earth missives were pure Alpha rage and hunger. The intensity of Master Dino is so electrifying that it becomes scary and can almost induce panic attacks. Despite all of that, Master Dino is easily one of the top Alphas ever featured on this website. I receive at least one request per week about him. Faggots around the world are drawn like moths to flame to his blinding light.

We hadn’t spoken to each other much over the last several weeks (except for me begging him to be interviewed for the podcast), but Master Dino has returned with perhaps one of the most startling developments to ever be published here. As the title above indicates, it involves his Alpha son Chad!

Here’s what he wrote:

faggot, When I awoke today after last nights happenings it was with a raging hard on. Heh heh Fortunately for Me (and My own faggot) I was in such a good mood last night I allowed My hole to do one of its favorite things–it slept with My dick in its mouth so when I woke and looked down it was good to see My property with a mouthful of dick. it was awake before Me (which is a requirement when I allow it to sleep with Me) with its eyes turned upward and an innocent, almost pleading expression on its face. Fuck that really gets me going and little whore KNOWS it does. Fuck, I just rolled over and fucked that mouth HARD until I ROARED and fed it. I was in such a good mood I let it suckle Me, gave it the 1st big piss of the day and then let it get another load at its leasure, which of course was almost immediately. I feel so fucking good I wanna feed every faggot alive today! Ha!

Okay, how’s that for an attention-getting opening? I was immediately straining against my chastity cage thinking, “what’s going on?”

Little did I suspect …

But I digress, last night I was called to the police station. My son had been at the center of some chaos and had been hauled in. They didn’t officially arrest Him but had called Me to come down. When I arrived there was “Chad” (not His name), of course, pissed off, belligerently smoking a cigarette with skinned knuckles, among other things. He’d obviously been fighting.

The chief, visibly unhappy at being roused from bed, asked Me to step into his office. Chad hadn’t seen Me yet so I followed the cop. We are familiar with each other, to say the least, from My own days of teenage testosterone and My work.

Now My son (who only weeks ago had punched thru puberty) was in shit. The cop proceeded to tell Me that My son, who’s 15 and looks amazingly like Me, had apparently been fucking some 17 year old female cunt and somehow got the cunt’s mother in bed with them. So He’s doing what any true Man would do and fucking them. They all lost track of time I guess and the dad came home, saw what happening and went berserk. Somehow a neighbor got involved and Chad beat the fuck out of the guys. (I later learned that after he had the guys down He pumped His load in the girl and when cops arrived he was smoking a cigarette and sitting on the dad’s chest rubbing his dick across the terrified dudes mouth, threatening to piss on him. Lol).

Anyway the cop said after he spoke with the people and told them who they’d just been bulldozed by, they dropped any charges for My word Chad wouldn’t ever come around. Of course I said I’d ‘see what I could do’ about that but not confirming that I would. Then I was lead to My son who was cockily sitting in a holding area bloodied but unbowed, wearing jeans and one sock and smugly smoking while sitting beside a NO SMOKING sign, the little prick. (GRIN)

I took Him home with Me. On the way I did give Him a ‘dad’s speech about doing shit that gets cops involved’ and the “Christ, Your mom has to be dealt with” jazz. I looked at My unrepentant Son and realized its was time for the talk, the Alpha talk. I’ve always made sure that Chad knew that a true Man is an Alpha Man that was born to fuck and rule but tempered that for a growing child. (I’m NOT an idiot, that kind of teaching is required until young minds are ready) I also always made it clear without any obvious distinction that His seed was meant for any type of hole He chose to fill. My children know of jamie but think it’s my servant and companion. It was now time Chad learned what jamie really is. But first everyone needed rest so we slept.

After jamie’s worship service on Me today I sent him to make our breakfast and I woke Chad. “Get up ya fucking punk” I said smiling. He opened His eyes and grinned like He had just been crowned king. I rubbed His head, punched His arm and told Him to follow me. Just as we sat down jamie put our plates before us and Chad looked at My bitch and asked, “you not having anything?” To which it smiled and replied, “I already had a huge breakfast” and it left the room chuckling.

We talked of the drama and His attitude was exactly what I expected. He told Me the story and ended with telling Me He felt entitled to the attention from the breeder cunts and that the men got what they deserved for “trying to mess with My getting a nut.”

I already knew He felt about women the way I do and I asked about Him sitting on dude’s chest. He said the dude deserved the humiliation and laughed. I asked Him what He felt at that moment. He kinda of grinned and said the one truth that made My chest swell with pride, “Dad, I felt like a fucking God!” I said, “that excited You didn’t it?” He looked at Me half comprehendly, half puzzled. We ate quietly for a moment then He said that I’d always been a great dad that he could talk to about anything. I thanked Him and asked what he was really trying to say and reminded Him of what He’d just said about our relationship and he said, with a wicked yet shy grin, “I feel like I should’ve fucked the dude for interrupting groove”.

YES! That’s MY son! That’s all I needed to hear.

After breakfast I took Him back to the livingroom where He’d slept and we talked for hours. 1st about His feelings on men,women, and Alpha Men. He had just the right attitude. I then told Him the story of My life, actually I told Him that I was a true Alpha God and I had Him check out the thread on your website. He read everything that pertained to Me (and some that didn’t, trying to wrap His head around the Alpha/faggot world) and My cuntwife. He said nothing until He read it all.

He finished and said, “Damn dad!” He sat back, lit up and said, “You mean jamie is… Damn dad! Fuck!”

I smiled and said, “You got something to say Boy?”

“No, I mean yeah. I mean it’s fucking incredible. God damn dad, You are a fucking stud aren’t You? Fuck dad, I always knew My pop was more than most men but God damn, my head is spinning pop. Yeah, I got something to say, tell me where to get My own fag!”

I told Him we’d get Him moved in here and we’d figure everything out, to just calm down and He’d be pumping His load into something before the day was over.

Just then jamie came in with My coffee. Now, all thru the years I’d told jamie My plan to have this talk with Chad and after I knew His feelings I’d decide the next move so jamie was totally prepared when I said, “bitch, suck My dick.” I opened My robe and jamie got to it quickly. I closed My eyes and laid My head back, enjoying showing Chad how much My cunt adored Me. I made a decision as I looked at My son. In about 2 minutes I dumped My seed and pushed My cunt all the way down on My dick, pumping My load down its throat. As always the bitch stayed on My rod until My nuts were totally empty, suckling My now soft dick for the last precious drops of my load. “Oh God, thank You Daddy” jaime whispered into the room as it rubbed its cheek on My leg hair that it loves so much.

Chad, teasing His old man, said, “Damn dad, don’t ya got any more than that?” and laughed.

I told Him while He needed to be taught a lot I didn’t think He needed instructions on how to get a nut, that I only wanted to bust a load before I left to check in at work.

Then I stood up and said, “I’ll be gone about 4 hours. Son, in that time jamie is gonna give You what it gave Me that first night. Let’s see if You are Man enough for all that worship, see if You can hold Your load until You’ve been bathed from top to bottom like Your old man. And I left the room to dress.

Before I left I stuck My head in to see how things were progressing. Chad was lying naked, soaking up all the worship. jamie was only up to His ankles but already His dick was standing proud and drooling precum-just like His dad. Neither had noticed Me yet but when jamie saw Me it stopped for a second, darted up to slurp off the precum running down Chad’s shaft,then went back to the exact spot it had left and started the worship again. When My bitch lapped up that juice Chad had gasped and His dick jerked, threatening to explode. If jamie had even put the head in its mouth Chad would have busted but My faggot is a great faggot and knew just how much it could do without making Chad blow His load.

Chad opened His eyes after He gasped and grinned at Me and said, “Dad, oh fuck, thanks dad. God damn I feel like I’m gonna bust any second. Is this what you get on a regular?”

I said, “Every day of My life son IF that’s what I want that day.”

“Fuck dad, I don’t know if I can hold out until he makes it all the way up.”

“it, son. it, not he” I corrected Him.

Just then jamie slurped up the precum again and Chad said distractedly, “Yeah, uh, it. Sorry dad. I uh, oh fuck dad, what if I cum before…”

I said, “If You gotta cum before it finishes just make sure and feed it Your load to show it that You think it did a good job. But You really need to learn control because controlling Your body and Your world is a big lesson to learn. And Your future faggots and cunts will be grateful in ways You can’t even imagine right now–especially the faggots. See ya later Boy”.

As I left I could hear Him gasp again and say, “God damn, stop for a second faggot! Oh God damn I almost…:” I smiled as I closed the door and thought, ” That’s My good faggot wife. And that’s MY SON!”

I’m at the office now. I’ll let You know what’s happening later. I’ve made plans for years for this moment. This is gonna be a busy time. Poor faggot. jamie is gonna be tested for strength and endurance. Hahaha Fuck it’s great being an Alpha Male!

FUCK ALL YOU FAGGOTS MY SON WILL SOON BE ON THE LOOSE! hahaha

HOLY FUCK!

First of all, you can hear a shift in Master Dino’s “voice” in this entry because he’s talking about his heir, his most prized son Chad. There’s a softness in his words, a deep affection.

I have covered a couple of instances when Alpha fathers have taught their sons (both Alpha and faggot) the truth about Hierarchy and purpose. Maybe the most notable example was when Sir Rob taught his 17-year-old Alpha son Master Kyle about the use and ownership of faggots. Now Master Kyle owns three caged faggots in addition to the many females he dates and/or fucks.

But imagine being a 15-year-old Alpha like Master Chad and discovering this deeper truth about his heritage! How powerful he must’ve felt when he pumped his first load into his father’s faggot!

Alphas are lions. The father lion protects his children and teaches them by example. How to hunt, capture, and kill lesser animals. They feast together, rule together.

Master Dino has taught his young lion Master Chad about his Hierarchical inheritance. Master Chad has tasted blood, and loves it.

Master Chad is now standing on the ledge of a mountain, looking down on the vastness of his domain. It all belongs to him, just as it has for the generations of Alphas who’ve ruled before him.

Just as Nature intended! Hierarchy is Truth!

This post is part of a thread that follows a straight God Alpha named Dino who took ownership of a faithful faggot named Jamie that has lasted 15 years and led to marriage. CLICK HERE for all posts in this thread in chronological order!

The story I originally covered involved a faggot named Jamie who met and became thoroughly owned by an Apex Alpha named Dino. It was intriguing enough to ask Jamie for permission to interview Master Dino as well.

Then Master Dino responded, and this blog (and my life) was altered permanently.

From even his first words to me it was blatantly obvious I was dealing with an extraordinary and unique Alpha personality so consuming and magnetic that he was impossible to ignore. Faggots from all around the world read his words with the kind of shock usually reserved for people who have experienced overwhelming catastrophes, like an attack by Godzilla. Their pussies were opened wide by the words of this new god.

Master Dino is BY FAR the most requested Alpha on this site over the last two years (at least). Every faggot that has contacted me has BEGGED me to capture this most extraordinary Apex Alpha in a recording to they might hear the the rolling thunder of his voice, as if a force of Nature like him could ever be captured by anything.

Well, I have bad news. Master Dino wrote to me to tell me he has decided not to do the podcast for now because he’s concerned about his profession. I do understand.

But in the midst of sorrow, God Dino deigned to allow me to ask him a few questions. So I tossed five questions his way, hoping for the best. What I received back could be used as a textbook on Alpha behavior and thinking.

I am beyond proud to present these pronouncements to you!

faggot, I hope you are grateful that I am giving you time on Sunday, My day of rest. I am usually just lying back and allowing My whore to worship Me however I choose to direct it to do so but, as I fed it 3 times and filled its cunt nicely in the last 11 hours, I’m allowing it to sleep a bit. It has had a rough week so rest-lying on My bed with My dirty boxers shoved in its mouth-is its reward for its love and service. Maybe I spoil it a bit but after years of slavish, loving, and dirty service I feel My hole deserves some of Daddy’s benevolence. At any rate, I’m available to fill your desire for My wisdom, if not your desire for My cum. Heh heh, faggots….

1. How do you think the use and ownership of faggots has changed you as a Man and enhanced your Alphahood?

Jamie was My 1st faggot. After our 1st encounter I thought its service stemmed from some sick need for humiliation, degradation,  and maybe even a Daddy complex. I was unaware at the time that a faggot was born needing these things. Our encounter made Me feel powerful but, because of societal brainwashing I thought I was supposed to find it and the things it did for me disgusting. After all it had done, which was washing my entire body with its tongue all the while extolling My perfection, my Omnipotence, My scents and flavors, I began to ponder. After thinking for a time and observing it as it slept at my feet,  I  began to realize I DESERVED this kind of service and thought of the dozens of breeder cunts I had clamoring for My dick. Would any of them do the shit the faggot had done? Would they give Me their fucking souls as I was entitled to?  Did they crave, no NEED, to consume every sacred liquid from My body as this pathetic ‘boy’ lying here hanging on My hairy leg, asleep? And, as you know from an earlier conversation,  I hadn’t even given it My cum yet,  it got My copious precum but not real load. I couldn’t justify giving it My load (that brainwashing) and it was still happy to just be in My presence and that really started a tingle in My golf ball-sized nuts. It didn’t know it had a quarter cup of a MAN’S cum inches from its head or that this straight Man was wondering if His thoughts of what had happened would lead to more service or to beating the fuckin’ snot out of the fag that had raised these feelings in My superior mind. It worshipped Me for many hours, had several orgasms itself WITHOUT touching itself. That was instrumental in My not beating it down. It did everything as a female cunt would but promised delights that no woman had ever offered. faggots take note-at the right place and time, offer yourself and your unending service and devotion to an Alpha. Quickly let Him know He is your God and tell him you are his, body and soul. Tell him up front you are His to use ANY way and ANY time He desires. Tell Him He is Master of not only you but of the world. I won’t say that you might not get beaten but as My own hole once said when someone advised it against approaching Me, “He may kill me but I’ll die happy at the hands of my God.” And I did almost punch it in the face that night but it had been discreet, it had waited for the right time, I had just walked out on a cunt, wife actually, whom I was still angry with and I was a horny mutherfucker. You already know what happened when it woke but I’ll restate it. it stirred and I thumped its head and told it to wake up. Sensing that I was about to tell it to get the fuck out it told Me rather bravely that it belonged to Me, no matter what I did or said. it rambled a bit about My virtues and God-like status and then said it needed My cum, would never be a complete being until I made it so by feeding it my load. I jokingly punched it in the chest. it looked Me in the eye and had an orgasm. My fuckin’ dick jumped straight up to it’s almost 10 inches. I quickly grabbed it by its hair, shoved its mouth down to the root of My dick and blessed it with the load it needed to become real. And I then realized My potential.  I was an Alpha Male.  I’d had a vague notion of what that meant but now it made sense, it felt correct. And I became invincible. I spent the next 8 hours or so fucking My new cumhole bloody. I won’t intentionally hurt My property but that was a special day for Me and it. My masculinity flew to the forefront of Me and I became a wild fucking beast! I wanted to show this faggot what kind of future it could look forward to if it wanted the CHANCE to become My cumhole. And as we know it gave up its life and life’s work to become My property. After that, I really began to study Alphahood. 

2. What do you think are the key elements that define a faggot?

A willingness to submit, to offer EVERY particle of its lowly self to an Alpha. faggots-you are NOTHING if You do not have an obsessive, total NEED to belong to a Man. faggots were created for just this purpose, the use of a real Man. Yeah, some of us can be real fucking assholes but aggression is part of what makes us Men, just as submission give your life depth and meaning. Pumping our cum into living holes is instinctive to us just as needing cum pumped into you is to faggots. Just a post script here-Alphas insist on submission, faithful service and complete devotion but some of us like the faggot who is a tiny bit brave and let’s us know what it is thinking. My faggot has a bit a fire and may make a comment that get it slapped in the face but that little spark of impudence gets this Alpha fired up and there’s not much my faggot likes more than Fired Up Daddy! Just don’t push your own Master’s limits.

3. How would you describe your feelings when you pump a load into your faggot?

I feel the power of God, I feel that I am giving life (which My seed has, many times) I feel the benevolence of feeding My faggots body and nourishing its soul. I feel My own physical pleasure and boy’s pleasure for being fed or being cunted. I must say I take great pride in the fact that My bitch has NEVER touched its clit/dick in the 16 years it has belonged to Me. It cums every single time I do, and several before. We never needed the chastity shit. it wears a jockstrap so I deal with nothing but its pussy although sometimes I enjoy thumping its little clit as it dances in orgasm under its covering. (My cunt does occasionally enjoy a little pain from Daddy) In short, when I bless My faggot with My load I know am allowing it to fulfill its destiny and that I am a God.

4. Are you not currently using any other faggots?

Not at the present time.  I have used other faggots and fucked many female cunts through the years as it is an almost an Alphan need to impregnate. I’m proud of the fact I have many children. When the boys turn 16 and if they are true Alphas I will take them under My wing and teach them. They will have an inheritance bestowed upon them when they take their own faggots and will work in the family company if they are deserving. The 1st born turns 16 shortly so we shall see how it goes. While not a daily part of their lives, I do spend enough time with them as they grow to determine the possibilities of them being Alphan. Back to the faggots, in the 1st 10 years of owning jamie I had 5 or 6 faggots but never living in My home. 2 or 3 went quickly as they found they had ‘bitten off more” etc… 2 others were good, faithful fags but none of them ever could compare with the sweet and nasty boy I already owned and I kind of let them fall away. As for women, well I like pussy a LOT but females seem to have a hidden need to try and rule a Man and all you faggots know that ain’t happening. In the end it’s all good and even after the punishment (GRIN) that jamie’s cunt has endured, it’s still the tightest pussy I ever had the pleasure to fuck. I don’t know how it keeps a tight cunt but it’s one of the few secrets I do not demand it share with Me. Maybe I’ll make it tell me on My death bed. Anyway,  as you know I married My faggot. There were many good reasons for this, chief among them was its simply the BEST fucking pussy I’ve ever cum in. Its devotion, adoration,  and inexhaustible desire to worship Me moved Me. I could look in it’s eyes and FEEL the love that flowed forth and, while I’d always cared for it, I began to love it. 1st as Man might love a pet but that grew into something else that I never thought would happen. I’d always thought I couldn’t love a man! But, after serious thought I realized My faggot wasn’t a Man it was a faggot, much less than a Man, an inferior creature that needed guidance, love, and security. It gave Me a devotion and a submissiveness that I felt warranted a deeper commitment. Plus, marriage, when it became a legal option, gave it My name, My inheritance upon My death, and gave Me legal ownership of this cumhole that I had come to love. (Yes, ownership,  read the marriage contract) For My life and My purposes, marrying My faggot was the logical progression of life. Curiously enough, after marriage My cunt was anxious to know if there would be any ‘outsiders’ receiving My cum. It told Me how it didn’t bother it for Me fuck breeder cunt but it had been crushed every time I’d had other fags. It had hidden those feelings well as I had no idea it felt that way. I assumed it had accepted its faggot status, knowing an Alpha MUST sow His seed across the planet. That is destiny. If it had let Me know of its emotional pain, to put it in its place I would’ve brought different faggots in constantly and fucked them right in front of it. But it was smart and waited until Daddy was ready for the information.  As a result no one else will EVER be blessed with My cum again except the cumhole I own. 

5. What do you think are some things faggots need to know or understand about Alphas that they may not naturally comprehend?

Faggots should really instinctively know most things about a Man. In their rush to please and also out of their desperate need for Alpha cum they sometimes fuck up and make mistakes. My advice is anytime you think you know better than an Alpha-quash that immediately,  even if you actually know better. Never even offer an opinion without thinking it over very carefully. Watch every step and ponder every thought before it becomes word because you can lose a Man with one poorly chosen sentence.  Man is your God faggot.  If you want Him to keep you, guard every word, every action because they could be the last you have with your Master if they are foolish faggot ideas. Be on your toes every Goddamned second if want want to belong always to this ManGod. Aaahhh, does that sound too hard, faggots? Ha! Well suck it up bitches. Every mutherfucking thing worth having in life is hard. Think being a faggot is rough? Try being Alpha/Master/God and then get back to Me. Part of the reasons faggots exist is because being a real Man is tough. We need you for our pleasure,  service,  for our release. Why do you think we sometimes almost abuse you as our fuckholes? You love our aggression just as we love being aggressive. We work hard, that’s why you love our sweat. We are born to rut and impregnate, that’s why you love to be taken roughly and cry because you can’t have our sons grow inside you. We are commanding and demanding that’s why you love following orders and are willing and anxious to clean our assholes and drink the spit and snot from Our bodies. My best advice to any faggot keep your mouth shut unless it’s full of dick and obey.
Ok sam, I feel as if I have taught a class. Haha. My sleepy faggot came to the livingroom 30 minutes ago and started at my feet. It has worked its way up to my sack and has caused My endless supply of precum to flow. I should really feed My smiling boy. I enjoy the questions and will allow you more when you’re ready.

Fuck you faggot (IF you could handle it)Hahahahahaha 

Alpha Dino 

If you’re a faggot and your knees aren’t shaking in stunned shock and awe at those words, then you need to go to the hospital. You probably need to go to the hospital either way.

In the history of this blog I’ve never encountered an Alpha who answers questions so directly, so graphically, so intensely. His words land in the cerebral cortex of a faggot like atomic bombs.

Now here’s what I want from you, dear readers: write your questions to ask Master Dino. I will send him the five best.

I am uniquely blessed to have developed a relationship with this indescribable god. I am forever indebted to my brother Jamie for leading me to his feet!

Thank you, my Lord!

This post is part of a thread that follows a straight God Alpha named Dino who took ownership of a faithful faggot named Jamie that has lasted 15 years and led to marriage. CLICK HERE for all posts in this thread in chronological order!

For every straight Alpha who decides to start using and/or owning faggots, there is usually a moment of truth. It’s the point when the Alpha must decide how open and free he can be with his faggot as part of his everyday life.

Some Apex Alphas have shown the way, boldly and proudly displaying (and even sharing) their faggots with the people in their lives. I’m reminded of the story of slave Tim (I haven’t heard from him in a while …) and his straight Master who regularly parades his faggot in public on a collar and leash. Of course, that’s really pushing the boundaries of society’s acceptable social behavior, but some Alphas simply don’t give a fuck.

Speaking of not giving a fuck, Master Dino almost assuredly falls into that category of Alpha. When Master Dino found a faggot like Jamie that worshiped and served him the way he knew he deserved, he didn’t give a fuck that he is straight or what society might think about his ownership of and marriage to that faggot.

But putting that “I don’t give a fuck” attitude to the test in public can be rough, and ultimately reveals the true emotions that lie beneath an Alpha’s adamantium exterior.

Master Dino shared this revealing anecdote with me, and it was too incredible to not share with his growing legion of faggot worshipers.

faggot, 

My boy convinced me in various ways to listen to your podcast of 11/3. It just loves your site and is constantly wanting me to see something. I admit I am favorably impressed by most of what I’ve seen. My hole is over the moon by what you’ve said about Me/us on it and I am reconsidering the podcast if I could use a device to disguise My voice. I could care less if most of the lemmings out there know I cum in a faggot but in My profession, I must use discretion.

I wanted to impart some info today. I’m not a bodybuilder per se but I do lift and workout twice per week and play basketball with friends at least twice per week.  I probably wouldn’t workout anymore but My bitchboy loves worshiping Daddy when He comes home all sweaty with Man funk (I haven’t used deodorant for over a decade, my boy convinced Me that I wouldn’t regret its request that I not use it and instead just smell like a Man) and it also loves My Badboy persona to which lifting adds a great deal.

Yes, I/we have had a rough life, it’s true. Let me tell you something about a situation that jamie and I had years ago. About 4 nights ago, the reminiscing we’ve done for your nervous questions jogged both our memories. I had taken the cunt for My own about 3 months before and as deep as I was in this new, GOOD fucking pussy I was still taking baby steps in the ‘living life’ part of owning it. I decided to see if it could ‘pass’ in My world (Which is NOT the dangerous place it used to be but is still no goddamn nature walk either). Three stupid motherfuckers tried to double-cross this Alpha Male in a deal. This was beyond ignorant because they KNEW Me. One started waving a knife around and the other made the SUPREME mistake of pointing a piece at My boy. I only remember My mind flashing the words ‘No fucking punk is gonna threaten My new cumhole’ and I felt a tightness in My chest and in My nuts which I would remember later as the 1st real stirrings in Me for My faggot beyond normal satisfaction.

Anyway, I saw this fucking scumbag was gonna shoot my boy and I lunged in front of him and was grazed,  well the bullet hit a rib, traveled on it around my side and popped out the back.  In all it created a 10-inch scar but they thought they’d hurt Me. I had the advantage. I have no idea exactly what happened next but my next memory is seeing the ‘men’ in a pile. (They were still breathing sam don’t have a breakdown) Evidently, they had tried to stab My boy and had put about an inch long slice on his chest when, babyboy says, I leaped to My feet, beat them down and threw the gun out a window. I picked My bitch up and carried it out (I know it hasn’t been stated but My bitch is exactly My height but not muscular. Still, it is not a dainty faggot.  Lol)

But, back to the story. Boy drove home, begging Me to go to a doctor. Back then My faggot didn’t have a real sense as to what My life was. One couldn’t if one didn’t experience it. Back home, boy was trembling like a, well,  like a faggot when I gathered the appropriate equipment and commanded it to sew up the bullet hole on my side. (It was fine. I made sure it had only a minor cut before I had it turn its sewing talents on their ear and stitch up its Man) It was pale as fuck as it wordlessly did as told. When it finished I checked its work and I smiled at my sweet faggot boy. I said, ‘Good boy’ and upon hearing I was pleased it hit the floor, passed out cold. Hahaha! 

Later on, it told Me that when it saw Me take that bullet protecting it that it KNEW I loved it. I must say I felt much the same when My boy completed My demands and waited until it knew I was satisfied before My pussyboy fainted. After that I was pretty sure this faggot could handle being My possession.

(BTW, upon waking the dudes I beat the fuck out of I found the money they’d tried to take from Me was in MY pocket, along with everything of value that they’d been carrying-including their wallets with all their personal information.)

Now, life no longer contains such incidents and I didn’t take jamie to work with Me after that. That one time told Me everything I needed to know about boy’s handling of a crisis and being able to handle ALL aspects of My life.  My faggot is a tower of jelly when it comes to My power but has a steel core when confronted by the world and can handle quite a lot as long as it knows it belongs to Me. It says it can endure anything as long as it is MY cumhole and I believe it.  I’ve said it before, I’m glad I cunted this faggot.

I hope you enjoyed this piece of Mine and My cumwhore’s love story. Isn’t it interesting that this incident is when we both realized our deepening love for the other? Life is NOT a dull thing, especially when one is a God. Hahahahahaha 

Keep up the good work. Fuck you faggot.   

Not exactly the love story from Titanic, obviously, but I’m sure there are Alphas who can relate to Master Dino’s feeling of protectiveness just as much faggots can relate to that feeling of gratitude Jamie felt when being rescued by the Superman who owns it.

Stories like this one help to reinforce my original argument that Master Dino is a blend of both types of Alpha, Protector and Destroyer. He might be the perfect blend.

My cunt puckered with excitement just a little (re: a lot) when Master Dino suggested that he’s thinking about coming onto the podcast. I can only imagine what it might be like to cram his massive personality into a podcast episode! Keep stroking his ego in the comments, and maybe that magical event could become a reality!

Meanwhile, I feel blessed every time he shares with me his thoughts in an email. I hope you faggots out there feel the same!

This post is part of a thread that follows a straight God Alpha named Dino who took ownership of a faithful faggot named Jamie that has lasted 15 years and led to marriage. CLICK HERE for all posts in this thread in chronological order!

After I received Master Dino’s jaw-dropping responses to the many faggots hungry for more information about him, I had a few quick follow-up questions of my own for him.

I wrote:

After reading your comments, I have a question about your Alpha friends. Do they all own faggots Master? Did they come to own faggots through your influence? Are these friends people you’ve known for a long time, or did they come into your life through the Dom/sub community?

Little did I know that my simple question would inspire another incredibly detailed response from Master Dino! Buckle up, faggots … this is a rocky one!

sam the faggot,

I have known a handful of Alphas over the years and we really don’t do well with friends. For the last 15 years I have spent all My free time grooming, feeding,  controlling, loving, and fucking My faggot. I do not appreciate interruptions so friends and family alike have been offended and downright pissed with Me for turning them away at times. I don’t give a fuck, if I’m busy filling up the cunt that I own the world can burn to the goddamn ground and if I haven’t pumped out My nut then it can all go to hell until I am satisfied. Mine and My bitches universe revolves around My wants and My needs. So others tend to get upset. The other Alphas are dudes I met in prison. Lots of Alphaness in the pen, in NY anyway. 2 of them were actually good buddies and understood My home life because they were the same as Me with their own faggots, although one dude was brutal with his faggot. So much so I had to beat the snot out of him and threaten to take his faggot for my own. Dudes usually listen to My words because they KNOW I’m a serious dude who will whip your ass and THEN give your name to the only people in the world that you DO NOT want coming to visit, you dig? We moved to a different state for a time and lost touch with My best bud. Anyway they had their faggots when I met them and they helped a little in My understanding of the Alpha Male and faggot world. I don’t know anything of a ‘community’ because I don’t need anyone other than a willing, obedient hole, and it doesn’t even have to be particularly willing. Heh heh.

I know almost every faggot alive would love to see My load, you don’t HAVE to flatter Me faggot although that usually makes one more apt to receive whatever one is trying to get from Me. I already know how fucking unbelievably handsome I am. My mirror, My faggot, and the slobbering stares I get when entering a room tell Me every day. I know I’m a smoking hot stud who can out-fight,  out-fuck, and out-cum every man. I’ve ever met. I’m a ‘badboy ‘ in the strongest sense of the term-a thug who enjoys drugs, faggots, fighting, and female pussy. I’ve beaten 6 men at once and am so potent that I had 4 sons by the time I was 20. Every time I fucked a female cunt it got fucking pregnant and tried its best to trap Me without any hope of success. Since almost every lowly female I fucked out either had My son or had an abortion (and lots of sluts did get their cunt-baby scraped out when I fucking wouldn’t let them have control) I did marry the last one of them but it turned out to be mouthy and disobedient, also disrespectful. As soon as that happened I left the unworthy girl and met My faggot the next day.  Every year on that day I now allow My faggot free access to My dick for the day. For 24 hours My fag boy can suck, fondle, kiss, or ride My dick without contest. In other words, it can empty My nuts as many times as it desires. That is its reward for giving me its entire being on that September day so I give it Daddys love and cum all day long.  (And one of those days was the time of the bloody cum).This should answer your questions. It should come as no surprise that since I’m an outlaw that friends wouldn’t be prevalent. I take pride in being a powerful, deservedly egotistical asshole, a dangerous testosterone-filled Stud God which is probably not conducive of a great friendship. 

I’m done for now faggot. I think I’ll give ‘the little wife’ its 5th load today. Sometimes I think I’m just too giving to you cum guzzlers. Good evening faggot sam.

P.S. my cumhole doesn’t PUSH Me into anything but rather sucks and worships me into granting its little wish. Life as God is as fulfilling as I knew it would be. Hahaha…

And fuck you, faggot…

Good Lord … there’s just nobody quite like Master Dino. His fury and power are almost uncontainable. And yet, below the bluster and rage, there is a sweet tenderness (at least toward his faggot) that peeks through. I sometimes worry about faggots who get involved with Alphas like Master Dino, but I’m not worried about Jamie. The faggot is living a dream life safe at the feet of this truly superior Alpha.

Thank you to Master Dino and his faggot for this unparalleled look at their incredible 15-year relationship!

(fingers crossed on that cumshot video!)

This post is part of a thread that follows a straight God Alpha named Dino who took ownership of a faithful faggot named Jamie that has lasted 15 years and led to marriage. CLICK HERE for all posts in this thread in chronological order!

Apex Alpha God Dino has been reading your hyperventilating comments and questions after I published my explosive interview with him last week!

This is going to be PART ONE of two because he responded to some follow-up questions I had after reading what he wrote below. Believe me, he’s so intense that reading all of it at once might cause aneurysms, heart failure, or death.

Here are his responses to my readers:

faggot, 

My cuntboy was not going to calm down until I contacted you about some other faggot’s questions about Me. The hole is so excited that others of his stature recognize My power that it has begged, worshiped, and flattered me until… in other words it has used its position as My possession to encourage Me to allow your faggot readers to glimpse My greatness. After My usual hesitation of ANY acknowledgement of a desire on My boy’s part, I decided to write. 

Question 1- Yes I kiss My bitchboy. Interesting to Me is the fact that kissing was the LAST barrier to taking the cumhole as My wife. Its a straight Man thing. Once I truly loved My jamie as an ‘it’ and really saw it is a faggot, NOT a Man, then kissing wasn’t an issue. If any of you faggots are interested, yes, it gets the occasional full on ‘romantic’ kisses when deserved but, on a regular, receives My ‘face-eating’ kisses much more often.

Question 2-As our relationship progressed through the years so has what I allow the public to see. At first, it was My buddy in public and My bitch at home. Now, I allow the public to see some of what I have in My jamie and will speak to it almost as I do at home, it proudly wears My ring, makes sure others know it has My name, and other things faggots do to let the world know how incredibly awesome its ManGod is. 

Question 3-Ok faggots, My stats are as follows: 6′ 4″   220bs.   Italian Black hair.    Blue/black cruel eyes  Tattoos don’t cover me but I have them everywhere except My ass and My Junk, which is sacred and needs NO adjustment. My arms are 20 inches around. (My cuntboy LOVES them) I have chest hair at the top with a nice fur trail down to the good stuff. From the waist down there’s plenty of hair which My boy plays in constantly. My dick is 9.3 inches long and 5.4 inches wide. The amount I cum is anywhere from one quarter to one third of a cup. ( I own a HAPPY cumwhore who amuses me so I allow it to measure occasionally) I have cum up to 13 times in a 24 hour period at which time I discovered that if My body cannot produce cum as quickly as needed then My load is a mix of cum and blood and it is time to rest awhile. That’s enough of Me for any faggot to know unless it’s MY faggot.

 
Question 4-Other Alpha buds have offered their own fags for My service, say when we’ve all been watching the game, but I have THE perfect fag for me. Between all I have taught it and it’s own natural instinct as to what I need from it, everything is just how I desire to be worshiped and adored. Why throw added elements into a perfect situation? My own faggot is all I need in a servile, enthusiastic cuntwife. It has served and adored Me more, in more ways, than ANY living creature should ever worship anyone and that’s exactly what I deserve. Some say faggots are stupid or should be treated as if it is beneath contempt. That’s bullshit. My faggot is very intelligent and not just intellectually. It must anticipate My every thought,  move, and action-especially concerning sex and love-but in life as well. It makes My dick a little harder knowing that My faggot-wife is smart and gave up a full, successful life for a CHANCE to become My faggot. It was smart enough to find a way to become My cumhole which took real work on its part.

Question 5- I am considering allowing you faggots to see either some part of My body or maybe even see a clip of Me filling My faggots mouth with My cum. I’m torn. If it gives you faggots some hope, My own faggot is so proud that I’m its owner/Alpha Husband that it is pleading for me to allow you all to see my load. Maybe, we’ll see. The best way to handle a faggot’s deepest desires is to deny it what it wants-at least for a while.  Heh heh..

Well sam, I’ve answered the questions. I trust the faggots will be squirming in their seats and clenching their stickpussies while they dream of belonging to Me, a true Alpha God. 

Fuck you faggot…Hahaha

Who else talks like this? Thinks like this? Feels like this?

Master Dino is easily one of the most magnetic and intense forces to ever be featured here on this site. Keep your questions coming below, because he is paying attention to all of the little faggots gathered around his fireplace!

Tomorrow: PART TWO!

This post is part of a thread that follows a straight God Alpha named Dino who took ownership of a faithful faggot named Jamie that has lasted 15 years and led to marriage. CLICK HERE for all posts in this thread in chronological order!

Easily the most intriguing aspect of the story of Jamie and his straight Alpha Dino was Alpha Dino himself. He loomed over that first post like a heavy thundercloud or some other force of nature. I was salivating over the opportunity to speak with the straight god himself, and Jamie kept promising me that he was willing to speak with me.

And after several tense days, Alpha Dino reached out to me.

Talking to him via email is like trying to wrestle a tornado. There is so much force and debris blowing into your eyes that you almost cannot concentrate, I finally found it best to simply let his words hammer away at my psyche like a jackhammer and succumb to their dark, primal beauty.

Can you tell I’m partially in love with this stunning Alpha specimen?

I’ll give you a taste of how Alpha Dino describes himself and the marriage he has with his fag wife Jamie. This was his response when I asked if he could provide video of his (apparently) legendary cumshots:

I glanced at your site before allowing My hole access and one thing I could not comprehend, why the fucking chastity devices? I don’t ever want to SEE my boys clitdick so it just wears a jockstrap 24/7 but it makes My superior dick jump when something I do or say makes My little cuntboy start trembling and wet his panties. The worst that’s ever happened is it got My leg a little wet once when after chowing on my dick for 4 hours it had cum so many times its jockpanty was soaked. It’s the supreme compliment to My Alphaness. If it takes too long to finish its orgasm then use Your Alpha power, slap (or punch if it can handle it) the cunt and get it back to the job at hand. It won’t take long for Your fuckhole to get the message. its God is what’s important, the cunts clitdick jumping is just a benefit of the honor of serving a REAL fucking Man. A faggot has a difficult life. It doesn’t hurt anyone to give it 5 seconds of pleasure especially when that pleasure is attained by its service to a superior being. Also, I don’t believe a faggot shouldn’t masturbate. I made My cumwhore a pet pen that sits at the foot of My bed. Inside where it sleeps are all My dirty socks, underwear, handkerchiefs etc… for it to play with in what little free time it has. It also gives the cunt a sweet little bed with the scent of its God all around. My faggot sees its little bed as My indication that I care for it and by surrounding itself with My belongings it will NEVER doubt it belongs to Me.I’ve said what I intended faggot. I’ll let you know if I decide to allow other pathetic holes have the opportunity to drool and cum while they see what a REAL Man’s orgasm is really like. sam you do have one thing to be proud of. you seem to be an intelligent cumhole. And speaking of cumholes, it’s time to fill the one I own. 

Startling, isn’t it?

Here’s Alpha Dino’s description of how he came to understand and finally own his faggot:

I am aware of boy’s adoration of me. I appreciate your acknowledgment of it but it is not necessary. You are correct,  before my retard the only contact I had with faggots was to beat them if they hit on me. Boy was different. I cannot describe it. It was something in its eyes at our 1st meeting. I knew it NEEDED to talk to me so, after a sleepless night, I went to the room where it was staying. As we talked I realized that (1) I kind of liked the fag (2) Here was someone who seemed to instinctively know a bit about me and appreciated me as none ever had. (3) I admired its courage in being upfront with me about his instant attraction to me. Also, in public it acted somewhat normally and didn’t fucking float across a room. (4) At the very least I’d get a ‘down low’ blowjob that, if it went well, I could use again in the future. It wasn’t very hard for me to ‘step over the line’ because I was in a dark period of life and also when I am attracted to anyone it is an attraction to the person and not their looks. I knew that as long as this faggot had feelings for me and was discreet I could have some good times with it. As far as my realizing my Alpha-ness, I knew growing up I had something most other males did not. For a time the young Man I was thought something was wrong with me. I didn’t respect most of the men I knew. I thought I deserved something more than them and I actively searched for it without even knowing what it was.  My bitch actually should be and has been credited with helping me realize my potential, which I have reached. The ways in which it loved, worshiped, and served me (perverted and kinky as I thought they were at the time ) helped me see the kind of life I could have. I have rewarded it many times for giving up its life to serve me and for sharpening my own outlook. We are unlike any other Alpha and faggot,  I’m sure. There is an extra something that allows me to love it not only as a worshipful faggot but as my obedient, submissive wife. It took time and hard work,  especially on the cunt’s part, for us to become what we are. I had trouble for years dealing with the situation but life and my hole’s undying love and faithful devotion lead to where we are now. What made Jamie different? Well, he was, in appearance, more of a beta male so I didn’t feel as awkward being seen with him as I did with other faggots at the time. You also asked what was the difference between women and my cuntboy? That’s easy.

Women: high maintenance, dreaming of equality, disobedient, etc…

Faggots: none of the above. Always willing to give, obey, serve, worship, and love its Man.

So their relationship blossomed from there, and, as is typical with faggots and straight Alphas, Jamie the faggot inspired Alpha Dino to new heights of Alpha exploration.

When I met My boycunt even it didn’t know all the perverted fetishes that My Alphaness would inspire. We kind of discovered them together. My superior everything along with drugs and it’s fertile creative mind gave it all kinds of delightfully twisted, nasty ideas of things to perform for it’s God. To satisfy a little of your hungry, perverted little soul I’ll share two or three of My favorites. My absolute favorite is the full-body wash, savor, and worship that I allow it to perform for Me. This is done at least once per week and can take seven hours or more depending upon My whim and its exhaustion level. If I see it’s half dead but still striving to give me all I deserve after many hours I will grab its hair, pull it up to My face, tell it that Daddy loves His faithful cunt, spit a huge loogie in its mouth. It always cums hard because it LOVES My goddamn spit almost as much as it loves My cum. I will then tell cuntboy to eat My hot thick Alpha cum, which it greedily and gladly does. The look in its eyes as My cum hits its guts and I pat its head appreciatively is something I actually cherish. I also enjoy the foot worship which was one of the first kinks that it tried. We were high as fuck one night when it just lost its head, grabbed My sweaty foot out of My sneaker, and pressed the sole against its face, inhaled it as if it were its last breath then shoved the stockinged toes in its mouth and came in a manner that impressed Me. Now all this strange (to me then) shit was making My big nuts tingle BUT it had not asked permission. This was early on when its had absolutely no right to do anything with asking for permission so I’m afraid I smacked My boy’s face then made it remove My socks and lie on the floor about an eighth of an inch from My bare sweaty feet for about an hour. It could not move to touch them. While time passed and it cried silently and begged to wash My feet with its tongue, I thought about how the situation made me feel. Whimpering faggot begging to slurp on dirty feet that had just an hour before had been running around a basketball court and My dick swelled and turned to steel. Needless to say I made boy come to me. I soothed its fears and told it that it could show Me just how completely it loved its God by the almost biblical washing of My feet. It was a very good evening and even I had something to learn. That was its best to take a chance and let the faggot worship Me as it chose on days I didn’t have any definite ideas as to what I desired beyond being worshiped. The cumhole’s favorite worship is burying its face in my armpits and licking and sucking up My funk. It will not stop until I push it away. It is one of My own favorites but the cunt is unaware of that. It is advantageous to Me that it thinks I can take it or leave it. If it knew how much that made the cum churn in My balls it might get a bit cocky so it’s best to downplay that. After our first three years or so My bitch likes to say that it knew how every part of My body looked, smelled, and tasted but one tiny part it was never allowed to touch and that was the inside of My asshole.  It loved and still loves to lick my hairy ass crack.  I allow that often but My asshole is a Man’s asshole NOT a faggots pussy. It does not need to be entered. The day I made it My faggot-wife I had it lying on the bed while I stood and fucked and abused its face. I decided that My faithful loving cunt deserved that one last part of its God’s body so I simply lowered My ass over its face. I heard My precious cumhole gasp as it realized what a gift it was about to receive.  I quickly stated that I did not have a pussy.  I had an Alpha asshole and it could lick that hairy ass crack as long as it desired and when it was ready it could take its tongue and insert it as far as possible into a REAL fucking Man’s shithole. It could not lick inside or move the tongue around, it was to go as deep as it could then it could remain inside Me, savoring My musky funk until it was sure to remember the flavor for life. Then it could remove it, orgasm, and find some Goddamn way to show Me its appreciation for letting it taste the last unknown treasure of its God. 

I mean, listen to this Apex Alpha speak!

I then asked about the stigma of a straight Alpha like him actually marrying a faggot.

It was not difficult at all to propose marriage, I didn’t ask the bitch. I told it that it was to take My name, wear My ring, and submit to Me in this final way. I knew My dirty boy would wet its panties the instant it realized it would have the honor of living life and going to its grave as My wife, My legal possession, and of course it LOVES the world knowing it is MY cunt. I like that as well. I made My fucktoy as respectable as it’s possible for a faggot to be about five years ago. I must be honest, before I took My cunt to a new level of life I thought it had done everything possible to surprise and delight Me in bed. I, for once, was incorrect. As soon as I slid that ring on its finger as My owned fag it surprised Me in creative and unexpected ways. I realized that I had made a great choice years ago when I decided to cunt the bitch. My family really had no idea that I would take a faggot for My wifeslave. Both My mother and grandmother approved of boy as a mate for me without really understanding how their Alpha Child could love a faggot. They did love it though. cuntboy’s mother realized I was as close as her child could get to marrying God. She claimed Me as her own and even admonished faggot to obey and honor Me. None of them could ever hope to understand the situation so I  just allowed them to draw their own conclusions about our relationship. I grew up in New York in a catholic Italian family. Use your faggot imagination and you will realize My family is a bunch of ‘rough customers’ if you are intelligent enough to grasp My meaning. That is one more aspect of My makeup that makes my cumwhore’s pussy clench, Daddy is a REAL badboy. female cunts are thrilled by that aspect as well. I will not answer the ‘do You still fuck bleeding cunts’ question. I will say it has been a long time since I deigned to allow a breeder cunt My magnificent cock. I don’t intend to purposely hurt My wifecunt and if I do take a lowly female I know that My boy understands My needs but it will also crush something in its soul. And that is all the info you need on that subject faggot.

Their life today has many of the trappings of the traditional husband/wife roles.

Yeah My faggot stays home and does all the girly things a submissive cunt is supposed to do and it LOVES performing all the household tasks. What’s more,  it takes great pride in keeping a home that is worthy of My presence. After the privilege of becoming my hole to cum in presented itself faggot gave (its previous life) up to fulfill its destiny and to serve and be a possession of Mine. As if I didn’t have enough reasons to be a proud Alpha and deserved egotist, this undeserving but willing cumhole threw all that to the fucking wind for a CHANCE to belong to Me. As My cum guzzler will happily tell you. I AM AWESOME in every way. I mean what I said though faggot, that Information does not go beyond your faggot eyes and ears. If it is used on your site or you tell Jamie that I told you I WILL hunt you down. It wants no one to know that it was EVER anything but MY faggot cumhole.  Got that, dick licker?

Now, I realize that much of what Alpha Dino wrote sounds punishing and even cruel. I wonder how many faggots out there could’ve handled the 15-year onslaught of Alpha Dino’s power the way Jamie has. But there is real affection and love there, buried beneath the constant aggression and bluster.

I will end this by saying I usually let my boy know in private how much I appreciate and love him. Just this once I wanted to publicly show my feelings for my fucktoy, he’s a good little bitch and he’d better remember his place after all this praise. 

It’s hard to describe what it has been like to get to know Alpha Dino. The best analogy my battered brain can come up with right now is that scene in the movie Independence Day when the giant alien spacecraft comes out of the clouds and starts obliterating everything in sight.

Alpha Dino obliterated me.

Without a doubt, he is one of the most dangerously-powerful Alphas I’ve ever encountered. Life and death seem to be in his hands. He makes me tremble from an email, for fuck’s sake … how would I ever hope to survive in his presence?

I had this hope that he might come onto the podcast and talk about his Alphahood and his life with his fag wife, but he rejected that idea. It might be for the best. I’m terrified to even speak to a literal god like him.

So I sit here in the aftermath of the storm, catching my breath and grateful to have survived with the experience.

Thank you Master Dino!

For the sake of preservation, this thread endeavors to recreate the legendary Tumblr blog str8guys4fags2serve. Written by a young Apex Alpha in 2013, its bluntly honest revelations form the bedrock of Hierarchical truth found on this website and all others. I thank the anonymous Alpha writer for sharing his wisdom. This thread is a tribute to you, Sir. CLICK HERE for all of these posts in chronological order!

I have told haircut dude that tomorrow, Friday, will be his last day as my secretary and personal assistant.  he will go back to what he was doing before.  he asked if he could be of any additional service and I told the bitch to keep the pager and if I needed him I would page him, like before (although i doubt if I will ever do so). 

slave rich starts as my personal assistant and secretary on Monday of next week.  So rich will be serving me, essentially 24/7. No hidden fuck ups.  All its mistakes will be out in the open and immediately apparent to me.  Should add a little necessary tension to the slave’s life.

There will be other changes to its life as well.  I have arranged for a personal trainer to whip the slave into some sort of adequate physical condition, and it will see the trainer three times a week between its morning chores at the apartment and showing up at work.

For the sake of preservation, this thread endeavors to recreate the legendary Tumblr blog str8guys4fags2serve. Written by a young God Alpha named “Jake”, its bluntly honest revelations form the bedrock of Hierarchical truth found on this website and all others. I thank Master Jake for sharing his wisdom. This thread is a tribute to you, Sir. CLICK HERE for all of these posts in chronological order!

Things are really getting busy and something has to give.  I think it will have to be this blog.

The level of activity at work has ratcheted up exponentially, and all of a sudden there is a lot of travel involved.  This is how I make my living so of course, I need to handle the work load at the office.  I owe this to my  bosses who promoted me above three more senior people; I need to make the bosses feel that they made the right decision – which, of course, they did.

Then, giving away all of rich’s money is no easy thing.  I just cannot write a check of $40 or $50 million.  I have decided that these will be small, inconspicuous donations, many of which will be anonymous.  But researching the recipients to insure that they are worthwhile takes a lot of time and effort.

Finally, and most important, the slave rich’s training has reached a critical point where a lot of time, effort and energy is required of me.  An experienced Master with whom I have consulted from time to time told me that a really good Master who is intent on training and using His slave property properly ends up being a slave to His slave.  And I finally understand that.  rich has given up so much for the privilege of serving me:  his career, his wealth, his self, his manhood, and ultimately, his humanity, that the very least I own him is careful attention to its training as it descends further into the life of an object.

Some months ago, a follower of my blog wrote to me saying that he had finally figured me out and he concluded that I was in love with my (then) fag rich.  I blew the comment off, and I do not think that even now, with all the energy and thought that I have invested in rich, that i am “in love” with it.  But I certainly am in love with the idea of owning it.  i am in love with the idea that i can make it do whatever i wish. I am in love with the understanding that it so willingly has given itself to me and with the totality of that gift.  And while I do not know whether this qualifies as “LOVE” in the traditional sense, I do know that it obligates me to make rich the best slave object that it possibly can be.  rich has given me the right to remake it into whatever I wish it to be – essentially the opportunity to be a God.  I, in turn, have the obligation to give its life fulfillment and purpose.  And that takes enormous time and effort.

And, so, I think the blog is what will have to go.  I can either live the life I live or write about it.  Regrettably I’ve reached the stage where i can no longer do both.

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My thinking on blow jobs has evolved some.  Currently, I am not all that excited by blow jobs.  Way too passive.  I sit there, or lay there, or stand there while some fag works on my dick.  Even discounting the varying quality of this service (I won’t even waste my time on a BJ from a chick), except for those moments of ejaculation and the moments leading up to it, it’s like a big yawn. 

Skull fucking is something entirely else, however.  I fucking love skull fucking a fag.  I am in control, not the fag.  I am active and setting the tone of the encounter.  I want the bitch gagging and throwing out throat slime.  I can do that.  I want to cut off its air so that it is on the verge of passing out.  I can make that happen.  I can grab its head with both hands and impale its throat on my magnificent cock and essentially jerk off using its mouth and throat rather than my hand.  No problem.  I control how deep I go and for how long, and the duration of the encounter. 

Against that background, I need to tell you about the ultimate blow job. 

We had a stupendous heatwave a couple of weeks ago, and my date and I were invited to a pool party at the home of a friend of hers in the burbs.  Nice crowd, congenial and low key.  After swimming some I climbed out of the pool and laid myself out on a lounge chair to air dry myself.  My date was off somewhere chatting with our host and before long this lovely lady in the chair next to mine opened a conversation by complimenting my speedo.  Well, one thing led to another, as they often do, and before long the lady and I were in one of the bedrooms in the mansion fucking like rabbits.  The lady was hot, sexy as hell and a totally awesome fuck.  I have pretty good endurance and I would estimate it was like 20 minutes later of so, the lady had experienced her second orgasm, and I still had nort shot my load.  The lady was too drained, physically and emotionally, to continue, and just at that moment, I heard a throat clearing and looked up to see this dude standing in the doorway to the room.  The lady introduced me to her husband. 

Hubby spoke up:  Addressing me, “let me clean that off for you.”

The lady agreed.  “Let him do it. I understand he gives first class head.”

I am intrigued by modern marriage, but I turned to the dude.  it was clear iI was not going to nut in the lady.

In a single stroke, the dude’s nose was buried in my pubes.  He withdrew long enough to say “Ah, I see you’ve saved it for me.”  Then he went to work.

And work he did.For nearly half an hour, he sucked my balls, licked the underside of my cock, explored my piss slit with the tip of his tongue. Traced the ridge of the corona with his tongue.  Applied various degrees of suction.  He brought me to the very edge several times and then backed me off.  During that time he never once touched my genitals with his hands.  And when he finally brought me to orgasm it was a phenomenal, explosive orgasm the likes of which I simply do not remember ever having before.

Sure I was passive, Sure he was in control. Sure it as a totally awesome orgasm.  But I think I still prefer skull fucking.

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I think you are a genuinely good person. Even though I wasn’t entirely convinced until I read what you would do with rich’s money I’ve now read your whole blog and I just think you have your fags best interests at heart.

I think it is one thing to accept a gift of clothing, or electronics, or even a performance car from a fag.  After all, I am entitled to such thingss and I, of course, do the fag a favor by giving it the opportunity to make such gifts to me.  Even if a fag wishes to give me a sum of money, even a substantial gift of money, that of course is my right and the fag’s duty to provide me with a better way of life.

But it is quite something else to take a huge sum of money from a fag.  I have no problem with leaving a fag penniless and totally dependent on me.  But when we are talking about potentially hundreds of millions of dollars, I have no entitlement to that kind of money.  That money is better invested in children, and the struggle for human rights, and peace; and better, more responsive and more responsible government. 

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What is your take on love? Have you ever thought yourself in love with a fag? Or thought a fag was in love with you? Do you ever speak to them as also intellectual beings? Do you value, say, a sense of humor in a fag? Or sophisticated tastes or interesting opinions? Your answer, I hope, will not merely be calculated to arouse, but will also be candid. This blog is quite the tonic to me, by the way.

There is no single answer to this question about love between a Man and his fag.  I had real affection for my first fag, walter.  he was a sweet man and he truly worshiped me.  his worshipful affection for me was so genuine and so natural that it was impossible for me not to have real affection for him.  Is that love?  I don’t know.

On the other hand, I had nothing but contempt for my college roommate freshman year – geoff.  the bitch was a weakling, easily maneuvered.  he put up no resistance and was no real challenge.  The contempt I had for goeff led me to do increasingly degrading things to him, possible in the hope that i would find his limit and I never did find a limit to how much degradation he would take.  This only bred greater contempt in me.  In the end, I had no use for the fag.  he was truly pathetic, and it is hard to love anything so pathetic.

My slave rich offers a different perspective.  While I think I still have a long way to go toward its objectification, it has been brought far enough along that path so that i can say that the love I have for rich is related to its usefulness as an object.  I love rich the same way I love my Porsche – it is useful and fun to drive.  Also, the completeness with which it has given itself to me is truly awe inspiring. While I don’t think that qualifies as “love” I truly respect the strength rich has shown in the scope of its submission to me.

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Fag rich may own nothing but he has 100s of millions in the bank to do as he wishes with? Or do you own the money?

I will not take any of rich’s money.  First of all, there are massive taxes that must be paid.  A relatively small amount (less than $10 million) will be put in trust for me.  The terms of the trust will provide that none of the principal or interest will be paid to me until I am 99 years old.  It will all accumulate.  If I die before I am 99 years old, upon my death all of the money in the trust goes to rich or to whomever he has designated.  That is the way i will provide for rich should anything happen to me.  All the rest of the money from the sale of rich’s assets will be given to various charities, educational institutions, public health programs, and political organizations – mostly in relatively small amounts so as not to attract excessive attention. 

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It’s not what you think.

Some time ago, I told slave rich that it needed to sell its business.  The business was just too much of a distraction from its real work and the time devoted to the business interfered with the slave’s ability to reach that true level of submission that I knew it craved.

Unlike its apartment, which I directed be sold within two weeks, i imposed no time deadline on the sale of the business, since I assumed that that would be a more complicated matter.  But slave rich, with a little last minute assistance from me, sold the enterprise relatively quickly, and for a really good price. 

While slave rich called itself an “investment banker” in actuality, it was kind of an investment adviser or maybe even a hedge fund manager.  People gave rich their money to invest and rich and his staff found good places to invest that money.  As such enterprises go, rich’s was a relatively small operation, and while his clients didn’t see the kind of returns that Bernie Madoff promised, rich regularity returned between 9 and 11% to his clients.  I’m told that this is pretty good.  

So, it was a clean sale.  rich got nine figures for the business (that’s more than 99 million but less than 1 billion, for those of you who are mathematically challenged).  Half is paid up front, and the other half is paid in two equal, guaranteed payments over the next two years.  The employees who rich carefully trained go to the new owners but some time ago rich had given them 20% of the company’s stock, so they all came out of this pretty well too.    

Slave rich owns nothing now.  its condo is sold, its business has been sold, its car was given away to a charity months ago.  it depends entirely upon me

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Sir, I liked your comment today about fags doing things for an Alpha. It goes well with “the uses of a fag” from two weeks ago. You know us very well. As a fag, I am happy to serve my superiors. Like you said, I get excited if I think I have pleased an Alpha. I am your inferior and accept that, but I don’t think you have ever called fags “subhuman.” Do we disgust you that much? Can’t we just be the bottom level of humans? You are always right, so I guess I must live with this.

No.  I think on this one I was wrong.  I do not think of fags as sub-humans, just as inferiors. fags provide a real service to mankind and should not be denigrated that way.  anonymous was perfectly correct in pointing this out.

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Thank you for your continued instructions on how to serve straight Alphas. I kept offering my Alpha different services and if I am lucky, I will be doing his laundry and taking him to and from the airport. What a blessing for a fag like me. And you helped me Sir so wanted to let you know to keep educating us faggots on how to serve a Real Man.

anonymous seems to understand one of the most important aspects of being a fag.  Everything (and i mean any little thing) that an Alpha permits the fag to do for Him is a blessing for the fag.  it is not all about sexual service and it may not be about sexual service at all.  But when your Alpha lets you drive Him to the airport, or pick up His dry cleaning, when He calls you at 3:00am and tells you to come over immediately because He has just finished fucking a beautiful woman and she needs a ride home, he is giving you multiple blessings.  First, he is acknowledging your existence, which for an inferior subhuman, is a real step up.  Second, he is giving you the opportunity to make His life easier by letting you assume one or more of His chores.  And finally, He is giving you a sexual thrill, because you know you get hard just thinking that by doing this or that chore, you are pleasing Him.  And pleasing Him makes you cum.

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My faithful followers will remember Abigail and Bill.  They were newlyweds on the same tropical island that my fag josiah and I went to as a sort-of going away celebration before josiah left for his work gig in China.  While I was on the island and even though it was their honeymoon, I managed to fuck each of the newlyweds.  Then months later, after they returned to the city, Abigail looked me up.  Both she and Bill wanted repeats  and so we met for a hot afternoon of three-way.  And we’ve been doing reprises every few weeks since then – hot three ways:  I fuck Abigail, I fuck Bill, Bill fucks Abigail. 

Well, Abigail called yesterday with the news that she is pregnant.  No telling who is the father, Bill or me.  But Abigail says she’s hoping that it is my superior seed that did the deed.  Bill is sure that it is his kid, and I’m willing to accept that verdict

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I am a fag and is presently going out with a straight man. He is sort of my alphamale, he is married with 2 kids, and have another woman with another kid. But he keeps me as his fuck mate. I’m his biggest secret. I service him once a month and he seem to enjoy it a lot. My question is, is it really true that straight alphamales take fag slaves in the real world? My man only use me once a month, I wonder if there are other fags out there like myself for real. Your blog came highly recommended Sir

Yes, it is true that in the real world straight Alphamales take on fag slaves.  And yes, there are other fags like yourself – legions of them.  you are by no means unique; certainly not special.

But I have to say, tatanjojo, that you seem to have accepted your role properly and with a certain grace.  you appear to understand that it simply is not a fag’s business who else its Alphamale is fucking, or how many others he is fucking.  you have accepted, with apparent equanimity that your Man is fucking his wife, some other bitch on the side and most probably others, both male and female beside you.  you seem to have accepted that He only calls upon you to service Him once a month.  And like a good fag you undoubtedly are grateful for that once-a-month opportunity.

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I sit about 6 months since that fag rich of yours was allowed to cum? LOL How long are you planning on keeping him in chastity? lol Looking forward to seeing what you do with his(your) money from apartment!! lol

I don’t think it has been six months, but it has been a good four months, at least. I must say that fag rich’s pussy is starting to become hyper-sensitive. When I see a beautiful woman or a gorgeous guy, my dick chubs up. When fag rich sees a gorgeous guy, his ass starts to twitch. Not that I necessarily think that I am a “gorgeous guy,” but the fag reacts like that when it first comes into my presence. This is approaching the state I want it in, so I figure it’s gonna be many months before the chastity device comes off, if it ever does. A fag’s training is never finished.

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Well, not permanently, but for a visit.

My followers will recall that after fag josiah was reassigned by his employer to Shanghai, he and I would have daily chats via Skype.  Daily that was until I discovered that he frequently had someone else in the room with him while he was chatting with me.  In reaction, I cut off the daily Skype chats and cancelled a trip to visit josiah in Shanghai that we had scheduled.

What I didn’t write about was that i relented after a while – I began to accept and respond to josiah’s emails and I would schedule a Skype chat from time to time; always at times that would be inconvenient for josiah, like 3:00 in the morning, Shanghai time.

Well, since I have continued to refuse to visit josiah in Shanghai, josiah has asked if he could come home to visit me.  I agreed that he could come home for a weekend to accept the punishment that he understands still is coming to him because of his transgressions. 

josiah, of course knows nothing of my slave, fag rich.  But the slave’s presence will cause no problems.  it sleeps on the floor in the kitchen.  josiah’s sleeping quarters – on the floor in the guest bedroom – still is available to him.