Gay Alphas are exactly like their straight counterparts in terms of power.

Listen to Master @Dragon_griff talk about submitting his friend’s father!

Stop the prejudice against gay Alphas! They deserve our worship, service, and respect too!

The following post is part of a thread chronicling the awakening and ascension of Master Anthony, the straight Alpha cousin of Master Anthony! CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!

One of the greatest and most unexpected privileges of running this site over the years has been the opportunity it provides me to teach and guide straight Alphas to discover the profound pleasure and power that they receive by owning and using faggots. It reminds me of my days serving as the first faggot to a number of straight Alphas in my past. My role now is just as satisfying, but different ways. In my previous role, I served and got to witness how my submission transformed those straight Alphas day-by-day. Now, I work in a more personal way, and I’m able to understand the mental/emotional changes these straight Alphas go through as they delve more deeply into hierarchical truth through their fags.

The even better part of my efforts to teach straight Alphas these truths is the fact that, once they embrace faggot ownership, they start sharing it with their Alpha brothers. That’s what happened with Master Jin and the Alphas in Toronto, and that’s what happened with Master Anthony and his best Alpha friend Master Henri.

And now Master Anthony has done it again with his Alpha cousin Master Arthur!

I must tell you that I was impressed with Master Arthur from the beginning. Every time I hear from him, I feel an electrical charge in his words and actions. He’s cut from the same genetic cloth as his God Alpha cousin, and I sense that Master Arthur is going to become just that powerful. He’s still learning … but he’s learning FAST!

I’ve been begging Master Arthur for an update for a few weeks now, ever since he wrote and said he had news to report, He finally did that today, and it’s another dose of pure Alpha adrenaline:

Hey sam the faggot!

I’m finally able to reply to you! I’ve been planning to write to you for a long time, but new things kept happening to me and I can never seem to find the time or the patience to recount everything!

The day after my last story, as expected, my gym buddy Gabin came round to my flat to bring me my washed gym clothes. I’d planned how to welcome him. The door was open, and I was relaxing on my sofa, in my underwear, with my bare feet up on the coffee table. When he arrived, I said, “At last! I hope you’ve worked well! Go and pack them away over there.” He was fascinated by my feet, it was so funny! He was completely flustered! So when he’d finished tidying up, I said, “You’re a good boy. You know what? If you want, you can have a taste of my feet.” I burst out laughing at the look of sheer astonishment on his face! “Go on! I know you’re dying to!” 

He hesitated for a few seconds, his eyes fixed on my feet, practically drooling. And then he pounced on them like a starving man! On his knees, he licked my feet vigorously like a dog! It was so fun! So empowering! He licked and kissed my feet for a good half an hour. I forbade him from going any higher than my ankles and had to stop him, as I think he would have carried on for ages!  My dick was so hard, but I didn’t want to reward him too much right away. He mumbled his thanks when I kicked him out of my place! 

Other things have happened since then. Starting with Nicolas, my subordinate from the office. (By the way, I refer to him as my subordinate because that’s what he is at my workplace. But he’s now my slave as well!) One afternoon, I rang him on his work phone. When he said, “Yes, boss?”, I replied with a curt order: “At my feet. Now.” and hung up. He came running to my office! I told him to close the door and, without even looking at him, I said, “My shoes. Clean them.” He threw himself on the floor and licked my shoes meticulously while I worked, a big smile on my face. When I decided they were clean enough, I kicked him and told him to clear off, still without looking at him. As he left, he said, “At your service, if you need anything!” “I know.”

After that, I spent the weekend with some friends. Nothing too significant, except that while we were having a pizza-beer-TV night, I noticed that one of them often sat on the floor at my feet. I put my feet on his shoulders, and he didn’t flinch. I think I’ll deal with him when I get the chance!

But the following week was craaaazy! I love the way Nicolas treats me at the office. He’s always been shy and respectful, but now I feel that he’s eager to please me. Starting Monday, he began bringing me my coffee in the morning without me even asking. Always ready, always fawning. “Is there anything I can do for you, boss?” I don’t even thank him, I don’t look at him, I just wave him away. But he stays ready to obey my every command! 

So every now and then, when I need to relax a little between work sessions, I send him a curt message ordering him to come, and he rushes over. To lick my shoes, massage my feet… or suck my dick! I say, “On your knees,” and he knows what to do. I’m getting more and more aggressive when I fuck his throat, and I love it! He swallows all my cum like he’s dying of thirst! And he keeps coming back for more! It feels so good!

And then there’s still Gabin at the gym. When I went back there, he was really embarrassed about having licked my feet like a dog, and he asked me if we could just move on… But I made it clear to him that there was no going back! During my entire workout, I had him carry my towel and water bottle, fill up the bottle, dry me off, and wipe down my machines… And finally, sniff my armpits! Later that week, it happened again. But this time, at the end, I told him to follow me into the shower to soap me up. He was very embarrassed and hesitant, so I gave him a stern look, and he followed me after glancing around to make sure no one was there. 

In the shower, I had him lather my legs and feet while I washed my head. I was rock hard, and he was avoiding looking my cock. So I told him, “Wash my dick. And do a good job, because after this, you’re going to suck it!” He gave me a shocked look, then did as I said. Then I grabbed his head and fucked his throat! Oh fuck, the look in his eyes! So pleading! I felt like I could read in his eyes, “Am I doing this right, sir?” I was stroking his hair and whispering, “That’s good, good boy. You’re made for this. You love my dick, don’t you?” He nodded! Damn! Looking a guy right in the eyes while he’s got my dick in his mouth is one of the most intense feelings I’ve ever experienced!

After that, I decided to give him some other chores. Not just washing and bringing me my clothes, like last time, but also doing my grocery shopping for me. “You know what? I’m sick of running to the store. Won’t you be a good boy and do it for me?” He eagerly agreed! He left with my stuff, and I texted him my orders. And when he came over the next day, he had my clean clothes and my groceries! So cool! I made him put everything away, then I took off my socks. “I know a good dog who’s earned his treat!” This time, I kept my feet on the ground, and it was so thrilling to see him on his belly sucking my toes! Then I throat-fucked again, more aggressively than in the shower. He left thrilled! And I was even more so! And by the way, we didn’t mention reimbursing the cost of the groceries, so those were tributes from him!

You know what? I think that’s enough news for now. I still have a lot to tell you, I’ll try not to take so long to send you the rest! When you send me your post, be sure to CC Anthony again! I’ve shared bits and pieces with him over the phone and via text, but I want him to see my story on your site! 

Sees you soon, boy!

Master Arthur

Everything about this update is perfect. This is the exact kind of progression Master Anthony took on his ascent to the top of hierarchy! The confidence already on display is staggering!

One of the early skills that fascinate straight Alphas is the manipulation of inferiors (but mainly faggots) through the power of their feet. Straight Alphas cannot understand why fags love their feet, but they love how powerful they feel to be worshiped in such a lowly, debasing way. As Master Arthur mentions, he loved seeing Gabin on his stomach worshiping his feet. It’s a pure power play, and Master Arthur’s rock hard cock is proof enough that it turns him on despite being straight.

And that’s the point: straight Alphas use faggots sexually, not because they’re secretly gay, but because they are filled with POWER!

One of the other ways Master Arthur is progressing like Master Anthony in the way he’s rapidly integrating faggots into all aspects of his life. In fact, I think Master Arthur is embracing it more fully and more rapidly than Master Anthony did! He already owns faggots at work, he owns a domestic faggot, he owns a faggot for gym/shower duties, and a faggot that is tributing financially to him and performing tasks! That’s a huge integration of faggots into his life, and he’s doing it all with a wonderful sense of adventure!

You know, God Alphahood is difficult to predict, and it’s certainly not meant for every Alpha. But if I hop on Kalshi and bet on it, my money would be on Master Arthur reaching God Alphahood. His confident use of his dominance and his fearlessness make him the perfect owner of faggots. I can already see him owning in-house fags like Master Anthony, and using them in front of his women as a flex.

I’m so grateful to Master Arthur for catching me up! I cannot wait to hear from him again!

Apex Alphas like @tytyxalt aren’t ever looking for permission from a faggot before they breed.

The intention is clear from the start. The firm grip on the neck, the deep, relentless thrusts mean just one thing: TAKE MY KIDS.

The following post is part of a thread chronicling the life of domination of a God Alpha named Master Jase. CLICK HERE to read all posts in this thread in chronological order!

One of the most significant developments in the life of Master Jase since I’ve known him occurred a few months ago when he revealed to me he was dating another Alpha.

I wasn’t expecting this development at all. Master Jase has always seemed so complete and satisfied that adding a significant other seemed superfluous. I also wondered how any partner could handle his overwhelming power and need to conquer all flesh.

But the answer, it seems, was quite simple: Master Jase needed another God Alpha as a partner! He’s found that in his relationship with Master Dylan.

Master Jase felt compelled to tell me more about this deepening relationship, and how it is changing him.

I want to share the ever growing love and bond between my boyfriend and I. It’s such an intense, mutual, complex blend of respect, competition, pride, and love with and for each other. There’s always an underlying rivalry, but we push each other to become stronger and better than we are.

It’s hard to imagine having two god Alphas side by side in a romantic relationship, but it works. Between us, we don’t question who’s stronger, who’s more dominant, who commands, because they’re irrelevant. I already know Dylan’s a powerful Alpha in his own right, and him to me.

It’s our mutual choice that makes our love that much more powerful. And I feel there’s no better sign of alpha masculine strength than sharing a bond and love with someone at that peak of alphahood.

That’s not to say we don’t compete. It’s almost like our own love language. Just this past weekend, amongst a selection of our fags and sluts, there was an unspoken contest on who could fuck the hardest, the fastest, last the longest. Whose fag would be moaning and begging the most, whose cunting was the most extreme.

You wouldn’t be able to understand the sheer thrill behind that contest. We’re both breeder dom alphas, and we fucked through each fag and slut multiple times until they were delirious and exhausted, and by the end, there was no victory as both stood, still hard and mighty, with a roomful of completely wasted fags.

My favourite moment was when we would ‘rest’ side by side, and we would have three or four fags worshipping our mighty cocks or massaging our sweaty pumped bodies. And we would talk about the faggots, about how good this fag’s cunt was, how he screamed better when my cock was in him, how another fag’s eyes would roll more while Dylan was hammering him.

There’s also our rivalry between sports. It’s rugby final season here, and both of us support different teams. Lots of banter and shit talking, and when a game is being watched, there’s always one fag on each of our cocks nursing and keeping us hard and ready while we shit talk one another. Then whoever’s team wins gets their choice of the two fags to fuck first. Pleased to say my team has won most of their games, so Dylan has had to accept my sloppy seconds after I’ve done cunting out my fag over many hours.

And then there’s the hot intense respect for our own physical prowess. My supremacy in boxing and combat sports and rugby, and his in swimming and weight lifting. There’s nothing hotter than one bout I had where after I solidly pummelled my opponent into a daze, I look out and see Dylan looking back with an intense gaze of pride, lust and approval. The same for me when I see him weightlifting and out lifting much heavier guys. The fucks after with a shared fag or two have been the most intense and vigorous. It’s such an exciting bond that we love the raw brutal physicality that embodies both of us.

I can only imagine my alphahood has only grown, now that I’m in a relationship that values and reinforces my values and power. The trail of faggots and sluts who have increasingly submitted and blissed out on the end of my cock and through my domination in their lives is only telling of that.

It’s showed me that alphas can not only love one another, but inspire each other to be stronger, better, more powerful, and more dominant than before. My faggots and sluts have all felt the difference, they tell and thank me for the far more intense experience everytime I cunt them out.

The interchange of power Master Jase describes between him and Master Dylan is as ancient as the Bible, which reads at Proverbs 27: 17: “As iron sharpens iron, So one man sharpens his friend.” One can easily see how our greatest Alphas deeply benefit through such relationships with each other.

But notice the important role faggots play in the life of a God Alpha couple. Their personal faggots and others are used and shared with each other to enhance both of them. It’s as if Masters Jase and Dylan are sharing a meal of faggots and enjoying the camaraderie and reverie of using them together. Master Jase says this outright at one point, highlighting how their admiration for each other’s power grows with each faggot conquered, cunted, and bred.

There’s no way a faggot can ever understand the subtle complexities of Alpha coupling. We simply are not made to know it. The secrets and discoveries and unleashed primal power arising from Alpha coupling is something reserved for the greater Alpha fraternity.

However, I thank Master Jase for giving us a peek behind the curtain so we can appreciate the depth of wisdom and order built into hierarchy!

Didn’t think there’d be so many other guys owning faggots all around the world! One of my cunt boys showed me this site, it’s awesome knowing that anywhere in the world I can find some servicing and fag pussy to use and breed.

Kayn here, Sir or Master to you, fag. 17 years old, finishing up high school in a month, and bet you can’t guess how many men I’ve owned through cunting them out (my new favourite word! Thanks fag!) I/m so grateful for my dad’s super alpha genes, me, my older brother, and my dad are all mega strong powerful men, wherever there’s men, we see potential bitches waiting to be owned and fucked. Right now, I can hear my older brother cunting out (love that word still) one of his boy faggots and its girl, dad is fucking the shit out of a gym uncle in the garage, and I got two muscled fags bred full, fucked stupid to exhaustion and kissing my feet right now.

Dad tells and teaches bro and me about how to be proper owners of our faggots, ever since we were young he told us we were different, born to lead and rule and be in control. He’s in the military, so we moved around a lot, until we settled where we are for the past six years. It’s rare to have a day where there isn’t a cunt boy or faggot in our house, either taking care of domestic shit or taking care of our alpha need. Andy (my bro) and I are basically younger versions of dad, his genes are that strong, bro is the bigger version, taller than dad and wider, while I’m shorter than both, but I love how my size makes guys think they’re my equal. I’ve tossed around bodybuilders like toys, my muscles look so much bigger on me, and what I lack in height, I make up for in my 10 inch bull-cock compared to their 9 inches. And I’m still growing and getting stronger!

That’s it from me. I got a cunt who’s rubbing against my cock like a needy slut, and I/m going to wreck it’s pussy again. The other is gonna make a late night snack for the rest of us once we’re done giving our fags some good cuntings. Hah, I love that word, it’s going into my dictionary from now on!

Oh, dad and bro are straight or bi, they don’t care. Me though? I’m gay, and own it proudly. And I will beat the shit out of and punish anyone who thinks I’m weak because of it. Understood? Good.

Master Kayn, thank you very much for writing to me and making such a powerful introduction!

Alpha genetics are amazing, aren’t they? I can’t believe scientists dismiss Alphahood in general or the concept of Alpha lineage when it’s so obvious! Just look around! I’ve served Alpha brothers in the past, known multiple Alpha brothers in one family, and I’ve covered countless true stories of Alpha fathers with Alpha sons! The evidence is overwhelming!

It certainly helps to raise proper Alpha sons when there is father teaching them hierarchical truth like your amazing Dad, Master! You and Master Andy were gifted superior genes from him, but he also taught you how to wield that great power! I adore God Alpha fathers like him! He reminds me of God Alpha Dino, and how he raised his two God Alpha sons. Their stories and more are in the right sidebar.

I would love to hear more about your family; how you were raised, how you learned about the ownership of faggots, and your first impressions when you started using fags, Master!

Thank you so much for introducing yourself to me! If you want to write back, you can use the Ask A Question box, or you can write to me at hierarchyuniversity@gmail.com!

Thank you, Master!

Have a question? CLICK HERE to ask!

The following post is part of a thread following the submission of a faggot named Ethan to an experienced black Master known as King Karter. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!

The last we heard from Ethan, he was preparing to serve King Karter and a bunch of his Alpha BNWO brothers over the Fourth of July holiday in America. When I didn’t hear back from him, I figured he was either in the hospital recovering, or had been split in half and buried in a shallow grave. Let’s face it: black Alphas are not gentle, especially with faggots.

But then I remembered how much King Karter, Ethan’s Owner, cherished his newest faggot. And King Karter would always make sure his favorite toys are well tended and cared for!

But now, more than a month later, Ethan returns to share the wild details of the greatest holiday he’s ever experienced! Buckle up:

Hi Sam,

I am very sorry for not emailing you after the cookout in July. But I have had a lot of dates since then, partially to make up for the time I had to take off for finals and the time I will take off for the first two weeks of school so I can get a schedule down. I also had to submit this email to King Karter 4 times until he finally approved it; he had me edit a lot out that I wanted to tell you.

I will get to what happened at the party first. (I will tell you what I can) First, the party started on Saturday, the 4th of July. #1, and another fag that was owned by another King, and I got there around 10:00. They rented out a large Airbnb with a pool, hot tub, and a BBQ, with a decent-sized bar inside that was part of the kitchen. I manned the bar and set it up while number 1 and the other fag got the food together and started setting up the rest of the house with lube, sex toys, and other items. They started marinating the meats and making the mac and cheese, pasta and potato salads, and a few other foods that were already prepared when the first group of Kings and a few other faggots started arriving. King Karter could not arrive until later in the evening because he had to work, and #3 also had to come later because of his work.

When we arrived, we were told we had to wear either a very small string jockstrap or a lace panty thong. I chose the jockstrap as I don’t really like wearing girly stuff. We had to wear them at all times unless a king pulled them off, but then we had to put them back on after they were done with us. We also still had to stay locked at all times, of course, so I was locked all 4th weekend, and we had to refer to all of the Kings as “Daddy.” A lot of them liked that, so the other Kings said it was a rule. It was a four-bedroom house, and one of the bedrooms had two twin beds where we faggots could sleep or take our break times. Even though we had break times, there were many times when I would be asleep because I was so exhausted, and then I would just wake up with a huge dick in my mouth or one sliding up my hole. We didn’t have time to really sleep because even if we were on our “break time,” we were still used. There were, in all, about 9 Kings that came and went; most stayed most of the weekend. With 6 of us faggots. The group was originally going to leave on Monday the 6th, but they were having such a good time that the King that got the place called the manager and had the stay extended until Wednesday the 8th. I had to go to work on Tuesday and Wednesday, but I would go back there to help in the evening and to help clean up on Wednesday afternoon.

I managed most of the bar, along with serving drinks and food, cleaning up after them, and giving massages, along with any other needs like laundry and anything else they needed. There was a huge walk-in shower in the main Master suite bedroom where, instead of having one degnated urinal fag for a given time like the last party, the Kings wanted to have like a huge piss bukkake times, so they would pick a faggot pull them into the walk-in shower, we would get on our knees and the Kings would all stand around us in like a circle and piss on us like a bukkake just with piss, we would then have to keep our mouth open and try to drink as much of it as we could. If there was only one King that needed to piss, he would ask around and try to get others to join in. They would pull whoever (faggot) they liked or who was the closest. But I noticed some would pull certain faggots more often. After they were all done, the fag would have to lick up the floor as much as he could, and after the kings all left, we could shower and rinse off so we didn’t smell of piss the whole weekend. They originally wanted to do it outside, but some of the Kings were concerned the neighbours might see or hear it and call the cops or the owner of the place.

We also each had to spend time in the Master suite with a huge King Bed, blindfolded for sometimes hours at a time, and let anyone that came in use us. We were not allowed to remove the sleeping mask until our owners came back into the room to tell us our time was up. That part was a little nerve-racking because I could not tell who was coming and going, who was fucking my mouth or ass. Well, I could tell sometimes by their voice and the way they handled me, like King Karter, of course, especially if I had been used by them before on dates, or at the party. For some, it was more difficult. It was harder, because if I could see and know who I was serving, I could do what I knew they liked. But when you’re just there on all fours on a bed and all of a sudden you have a dick in your mouth and just start sucking, it is hard to tell if they like what you are doing, if they like a lot of tongue or more lips, or more spit, if they like me licking their balls a lot, or strokes with my tongue, or long, deep throat. Sometimes they had me close my eyes under the sleeping mask; they would then pull it up, and then they would paint my face with a few loads of cum and put the mask back on. Then when I would open my eyes again under the sleeping mask, the cum would start to run in my eyes and burn my eyes. Also, they would like to get really rough during those times, with a lot of verbal humiliation, like name-calling and slapping. Which I didn’t mind.

But, there was this brand new faggot named Evan. He came with another King. Evan is just a 19y/o twink, dirty/blond, blue-eyed with a tan, tight body, and a huge flirt and fun guy. He had never been exposed to this kind of party before, so I think it kind of freaked him out a bit.  After his time in the Master suite, he spent a lot of time in the bathroom; I didn’t notice it until #1 came over to me and asked me to go talk to him because he might need someone to talk to. I wasn’t sure what I could do, but I said Yeah, sure. I knocked on the door and asked if he was good. I could hear he had been crying a bit. And I asked if I could come in. I didn’t know him well; we had just met like a day before. So I felt kind of uncomfortable because I didn’t know what to say. I just asked if he was good and what was wrong.  He said he didn’t think this kind of thing was what he was going to do. His King and he had just been fucking for about the last 4 months, and this was the first time he had been with more than one guy at the same time, even though he had been getting fucked since he was 14. I think the time in the Master suite was like an experience he wasn’t ready for; he was a bit scared and intimidated. I didn’t blame him; I was too, and I had been to another party like this before. He knew that he would get fucked by other men before he came, but he didn’t know he would be blindfolded and just used like that. I told him a little bit about my experiences and being shared (I left out the part where the men pay King Karter for it) He was in shook a bit of some of the things I told him, But I also told him it was possibly the greatest experience I have had in my life, that King Karter takes care of me, and watches over me to make sure no one hurts me, has helped me change my life, and helped me fulfill my purpose, the times I get to do chores for him or clean for him and I also get to please not only him but many of his friends, it was worth it, I asked him what he liked the best about surviving his King, Evan said, he obviously loved the sex, he also felt his King made him feel safe and wanted, he loved the force and strength his King had when using him. I told him to focus on those things and not let the other stuff bother him so much, so that he will get used to it soon. Not to freak out and abandon his new King because once he gets used to it, he will probably love everything about it too, like I do. He had a big smile and hugged me after. I think he felt a lot better. I told him if he wanted to talk after the cookout and hang out. Since then, we have hung out a few times, and we have talked on the phone and texted multiple times a week. He has been feeling better about everything. I also told him about your website and Discord. He was shocked because he had never heard of you before and didn’t think this kind of thing was so widespread. He is a cute guy, and I know he will serve many alphas well. I don’t know if he has joined the Discord yet, but he has read many of the stories and figured out which one was mine. He was shocked by the date thing at first, but he said he does not know if he would be able to do it if his King would ask him to. He is still serving him and does not regret any of it anymore, and it has since been shared a few more times, but he is not bothered by it anymore. I think the first time being blindfolded and having random dudes you don’t know use you was a hard intro to being a real faggot.

After King Karter read that part in my previous drafts, he said he was proud of me helping another faggot. He said from what Evan’s King told him, he was sure that we would see Evan again at another party. I think he will still need more time to get used to all of it, but I know he will get used to it.

Anyways, I will wrap it up. Other than the party, I have been going on a lot of other dates to make up for the time I can’t do it during school or when I have finals. I will be starting my last year here. Don’t know if I will stay to get a master’s in business; I think it’s kind of a waste of time. My job is going well, though, and King Karter said he might have big plans for us for next summer if everything goes well this year. But he doesn’t want to spoil the surprise. Now I want to know, but I might have to wait a whole year!

Ok, thanks, Sam! I hope you had a good Summer.

Love,

Ethan #5

As I’ve emphasized many times on this site, there are plenty of Alpha groups across America and around the world that host parties where they share their faggots. Some of these are gay Alphas, but more often they are straight or bisexual Alphas who own fags. Yes, I know it sounds like fantasy (or porn), but it 100% really happens. Alphas like the opportunity to bond sexually with each other, sharing power together, and they know the truest expression of that is by using faggots together. These Alphas like to hold court together and be treated like Emperors.

Or did you think King Karter used the title “King” just for effect?

I’m so proud of Ethan for maintaining his composure and service level throughout the entire extended party, through the mid-sleep rapes, etc. It’s not easy to stay in the moment when you’re constantly being hunted by that many giant black dicks!

Just ask poor Evan!

Again, I am so proud of Ethan for taking on that mentor faggot role in order to comfort his inexperienced brother! I knew Ethan was a mentor fag, and this was his moment to shine! It’s REALLY not easy to try to talk someone down in the middle of a high-stress function like this party, but Ethan did a good job getting Evan to talk and reason out about his purpose. It’s no wonder King Karter singled out that part for praise!

You know, I remember when King Karter first took ownership of Ethan, and how overwhelmed Ethan was by the experience. To see King Karter’s training and care yield such fine fruits is truly wonderful. It glorifies his Master, and demonstrates Ethan’s maturity and value! There aren’t many faggots as impressive as Ethan in the world! I’m glad he’s finding such blissful fulfillment in King Karter’s service!

Thank you, Ethan, for continuing to share your journey! And thank you King Karter for allowing him to share it!

Always,

sam the faggot

The following post is part of a thread chronicling a caged faggot named Houston who struggled to take a straight Alpha without lube, but is now serving a mid-twenties Alpha from his gym. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!

Over the last few weeks the site received a couple of Questions From Readers asks from a caged faggot named Houston. He has started serving a very dominant straight Alpha who was, at the time, denying Houston the use of lube before he got fucked by this Alpha’s giant dick. I advised Houston how to soften his Alpha’s rage when Houston (and my direction) pre-lubed his hole. Our ploy worked, and the Alpha actually started treating Houston well.

But Houston returns now with a really intriguing update on the situation with this Alpha!

There’s been quite the shift in my servitude since I rewrote to you only a couple of weeks ago – about the Alpha I was serving finally permitting lube when breeding my cunt… at the expectation of greater domestic service.

He’s since found a woman that he’s really into and she’s also apparently very subservient and sexually available. I’ve heard them fucking many times while still doing my same domestic duties. He was still fucking me and pissing down my throat on occasion but it became clear he had other, more desirable outlets for his sexual urges with her.

I was beginning to get a bit depressed but stayed ever obedient and eager to please.

And, while very different in arrangement, it has paid off!

I guess my general appearance and inferior tendencies weren’t only noticed by him (the exposed cage on my clit in the locker room probably caught plenty of stares). So he told me that he had another Man I could be of service to since he was less interested in my services sexually.

I was apprehensive at first but when he told me who it was, I was shocked. It’s a verrrry fit and aggressive Man who works as a personal trainer and front desk worker at the same gym. I’ve seen him in the locker room and I know he has seen me fully exposed. Probably only in his mid-twenties. My Alpha arranged for him to come over to his place after the gym one day when I was there doing laundry and that is when he started telling him all about what it meant to own and use a faggot.

I could tell he was a little uncomfortable at first but it only took a few drinks and me being directed to strip and get on my knees for him to see what a pathetic male looked like in the presence of pure masculinity. Not long after I was sucking my Alpha’s cock in front of the guy from the gym. He just stared, sipping his beer and eventually rubbing his clearly hard dick through his gym shorts.

Fast-forward 30 minutes and I was taking them from both ends as they laughed, verbally abused me and took zero mercy on my holes. Only spit for lube this time. It was painful and overwhelming but felt completely right to be totally dominated by two amazing Men.

I was dismissed soon after they had shot their loads and left very confused about what it all meant going forward.

To keep it short, I now serve the Man from the gym as of last week. He has me come in to do some of the mundane tasks listed in his job description and help with the laundry (which I LOVE). I now get there before my day job to do most of these tasks and he occasionally will use my throat to fuck or piss down during that time. Occasionally even in the shower if I’m tasked with cleaning them that day. I then show up after my day job to wipe down the equipment and tidy up. Depending on his mood, he’ll use me there after hours or have me come over to his place to serve sexually or as his cook.

He hasn’t let me worship his asshole yet but I’m hoping that day comes soon. Luckily he likes to have my pussy well lubed most times so that is a huge plus – especially because he has an even thicker dick and is very energetic/aggressive with a lot of stamina.

All that said, I’m pretty much busy serving or working 6am-7pm daily.

Meanwhile, I am still do the shopping, laundry and cooking for my previous Alpha on Sundays and, depending on whether his girlfriend is around, he says he’ll opt to use me sexually in some way or not. He also thanked me for the extra cash as he is getting a kickback from the Man at the gym. I guess he’s able to make more money doing more personal training sessions while I do the other parts of his job in the mornings and evenings. I didn’t realize he had made this type of arrangement with him!

I’m very exhausted most days but excited to wake up and serve the next day. So I’m quite fulfilled at the moment. But who knew things could change so quickly? Is this a healthy, sustainable dynamic for a faggot?

houston

This is such an inspirational post! I’m so very proud of my brother Houston! He seemed so frustrated by his previous Master’s hateful response to the lube, and he was literally between a rock and a hard place. Most situations don’t rattle me, but even I was grasping at straws at how to solve Houston’s conundrum!

But what a turnaround! First of all, there is no method more powerful than Alpha mentorship to spread the truth of hierarchy! Yet again, we have an example of one Alpha teaching another Alpha about the use of faggots as sexual and domestic slaves through a hands-on training exercise! Alphas learn best this way, clearly!

Once a straight Alpha is taught and shown how well faggots serve and how it doesn’t change their sexuality, they’re completely sold on it. Why? Because the rush of absolute power is so intoxicating that they can’t forget it!

Now that Houston is fully serving this young Apex Alpha (name?), it sounds like he’s keeping a punishing schedule! I’m sure it’s exhausting, but I’m also sure Houston never imagined being so fulfilled!

There’s a lesson here for all fags. It’s so important to keep serving submissively, even when a situation doesn’t seem promising. You don’t know how your loyal service might lead to something far better and more fulfilling! Houston could’ve given up in frustration, but because he remained steadfast in his service, it led to him receiving the opportunity to really find fulfillment!

Thank you to my brother Houston for sharing this! I’m so happy for you!

The following post is part of a thread following the submission of a Portuguese faggot named Fernando who has submitted and is serving the straight Alpha husband of his sister! CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!

When faggots imagine serving a straight Alpha, their first thoughts always focus on sexual service. And yes, that is typically how it goes, because straight Alphas aren’t usually interested in faggots hanging around in their everyday lives.

But my brother Fernando is in a special situation. He serves the straight Alpha husband of his sister, so they’ve had a good relationship for quite some time before his brother-in-law claimed him. This Master loves all of Fernando’s worship of him.

However, there has been a wrinkle in Fernando’s service to this King over the last year: his sister got pregnant! His Master kept using Fernando, but it became harder and harder to get time.

It’s been a few months since I’ve heard from Fernando, but he’s back with a really revealing new update:

Hi, Sam! It’s me again, Fernando the fag from Portugal.

It’s been a long time since we talked last time, right? Do you remember my sister was pregnant? My nephew is the cutest baby ever and he is almost 4 months now. We’re all soooo happy!

My Master Pedro is also really happy, but my sister and he have been so exhausted… When the baby was born, he did not breed me for two weeks and I asked if I had done something wrong. But he said that he was just constantly tired and with little sexual energy. So you know what I did? I volunteered to go their house for a few weeks and stay with the baby, I am really good with children, so I took care of my nephew really well. I spent almost a month living with Pedro and my sister, making sure that he wouldn’t need to bathe and feed the baby, or change his diapers. His only effort was playing with the baby for a few minutes when he arrived home after work. I also told my sister to relax, paid a spa day for her, while I was home taking care of the baby with our mother.

And you know what I learned in the past few months? There are many relevant ways for a fag to serve a Man. I know that you’ve been talking about domestic service and financial service, but I admit that I used to think that our only purpose was to be an easy cumdump. And now I learned that just relieving Pedro from this burden, allowing him to relax and sleep more, was the way better for him than one more blowjob. Correct me if I’m wrong brother, but do you think it’s right that an extraordinary Alpha like Pedro spends hours changing diapers and running to the supermarket to by baby food? I don’t know. Maybe I’m completely wrong, but I think his role is to be a responsible Alpha fatherly figure. He has a wife and a faggot to do what he doesn’t want to do.

And I was awarded! That’s why I’m writing to you. After almost four months without sex with me or my sister, he came to my place yesterday holding a box with a really cute pair of pants and two beautiful shirts for me, with a label “for the world’s best brother-in-law”. I wasn’t expecting anything sexual at all because he hasn’t touched me since my nephew was born. But when I thanked him for all the presents, he handed me a smaller bag with a pink jockstrap and a black butt plug. And he just said “why don’t you wear those for me?” What an amazing surprise! I ran to the bathroom, cleaned my hole for him, lubed the plug, put it all the way in, wore the jockstrap, and came back to my living room wearing nothing but the jockstrap and with the plug shoved inside my ass. He didn’t need to be grateful, but I could feel how grateful he was, brother. And I was craving for his cock so much!! I got down on my knees and gave him the best blowjob of his life. He even told me to stop because he didn’t want to finish in my mouth. Remember last time what I told you about him fucking him cowgirl? So he did it again, I lubed his cock with my two hands because after 4 months I was quite tight, and went on his lap. He did not kiss me, as he has never done, but he looked deep into my eyes while I was riding him, and that felt really great. He usually closes his eyes or hold my head against his shoulder, but last night he looked into my eyes holding my ass and telling me to ride him. He shot the biggest load I’ve ever felt inside my ass. It was impossible to describe, brother. His cum started leaking from my ass, on his balls, on my couch, on the floor. It was so much cum, brother. He slapped my ass, and said that he was really proud of me. Perhaps “I love you” would’ve felt better, but I guess that’s too much. His Alpha seed, his sweat, a firm slap on my ass, and a “good boy” is enough to make me really happy.

I’m going to keep babysitting for him and my sister, because that’s my way to serve my Alpha, but what a relief to see that he still wants me to be his cumdump!!

I absolutely love that Fernando learned one of the greatest lessons any faggot should know: BE OF USE TO YOUR MASTER IN ALL THINGS!

Even though Fernando was desperate for his Master’s cock and cum, his instincts told him to simply relieve the burdens of being a new Dad off of his shoulders! Tirelessly serving their new family so they could rest is such an invaluable way to serve! That’s TRUE, SELFLESS DEVOTION that all faggots should emulate!

But notice what Fernando’s thoughtful domestic service did! His Master was taking note of how his faggot was making himself useful, and it TURNED HIM ON!!

As I’ve said many times, straight Alphas get turned on by submissive service of all kinds. When they see a faggot cleaning for them and doing other chores as a domestic slave, their minds wander to other ways to use them! It’s only natural! They are finally forced to face the truth: that these faggots truly do worship everything about them, and it feels right!

So Fernando’s Master responded by giving Fernando what he knew his little faggot wanted: his dick and his huge loads!

It really touched me that his Master bought him gifts and made the breeding session special. He didn’t need to do that, but as has been clear all along, Fernando’s Master is a special kind of Protector Alpha!

So brothers, follow Fernando’s excellent example and selflessly submit to your Alphas and Masters in ALL THINGS!

Thank you, Fernando! I love you!

sam the faggot

Tom Cruise doesn’t have the huge muscles or the height, but he stands heads-and-shoulders above all other pretenders to reign supreme as Hollywood’s greatest God Alpha. His charisma, inventiveness, relentless drive, and live-wire fearlessness has made him a cultural icon for more than 45 years. There is simply no other Man like him, nor has there ever been.

I grew up in the age of Cruise. I watched him define Alpha aesthetics for entire generations of males. They were in good hands, because Cruise takes his Alpha responsibility seriously. He has guided these males toward Protector Alpha expressions of power.

As a student and preacher of Hierarchy, I know his place is forever secure … and I am grateful!

Hey Sam, I am a long-time follower of your account, on account of me finding submission and domination very hot since I figured out my sexuality. But I always had issues with your treating Hierarchy as a philosophy, since I’ve tended to think it’s an (no offence) eminently fascistic way of thinking. I don’t think anyone is superior to anyone else and thus seeing it as a reality has really shocked me.

however, I just had an experience that made me very confused. Mostly I don’t think I can see it in any other way that through the lens of Hierarchy.

Today I was at the sauna. I am not a regular – I don’t know what called me there. But oh; what an experience. When I got there I went down to the area with an actual sauna, and after a while of fooling around settled into a thin corridor where people sat and jacked off watching each other. Slowly, I saw people’s eyes converging on me. I am reasonably good looking, but no smoke show; my cock is on the big size and kind of thick, but it’s not anything to write home about. I guess I just radiated an aura because slowly people started to converge around me. One was sucking me off, one was worshipping my legs, another one on my nipples, another one on my armpit. I was showered in male attention, and encouraged to take my pick. If I as much as gestured to anyone looking, they would come in to worship me, and one of the ones at my feet would take a break. What I would perceive as minor Alphas would send guys my way to kneel before Me and watch as I fuxked their throats better than they ever could.

This is all just a supremely hot night with the fags at a London sauna, there is nothing new to it. What really caught me was the feeling I had. I did not just feel turned on, or even particularly hot in a way I generally would. Rather, I just felt a wave of fulfillment carrying over me, like feeling that was where I Belonged, at the adoring jokes of my worshippers.

I don’t get how this really fits into your framework, since I used to be a total bottom until about two years ago. I’ve become almost exclusively a top since (I still bottom now and then), and I’ve developed a bit of a dominating streak. I really enjoy pushing a fag to its limits and seeing how much I can own them. But still, it’s not something that initially came naturally to me.

How does this fit into your mindset? Would love to know. You’ve given me many a jack-off in my life.

Master, thank you so much for writing in and sharing your powerful account!

Yes, I called you Master!

Your experience fits EXACTLY into what I’ve always taught about hierarchy! You are a typical example of what I’ve come to call a “latent Alpha”. I think I might be the only person in the world who understands better than I do. I’ve catalogued between 5-10 cases of latent Alphahood over the 11 years of this site.

Latent Alphas are natural-born Alphas who, for whatever reason (usually childhood trauma), end up being manipulated or choosing to be a bottom/faggot. These latent Alphas are usually quite unhappy as bottoms/faggots, and that’s because that’s not who they were born to be! These latent Alphas wear submission like a cheap, ill-fitting suit that never feels completely comfortable or fulfilling.

Eventually the true Alpha buried inside them forces its way to the surface, and the newly-freed Alpha experiences something brand new: peace and fulfillment!

Master, you were born Alpha. In fact, I’m already suspecting that you were born to be a God Alpha based on how other Alphas were deferring to you out of respect! There’s simply no other way to look at this.

That feeling of “fulfillment” and “belonging” you describe is EXACTLY how other latent Alphas felt once they were freed from the submissiveness forced on them in the past. Master, you’re now freed as well! It’s like finally reaching your home after being lost for many years. It’s a deep sense of purpose that washes over you knowing that you’re finally in the right place!

I’m sure that you are seeing the world very differently now. Everywhere you go, you’ll start noticing how people treat you as you go through your day. You’ll see their submissiveness to you, their eagerness to please you. These are the subtle, subconscious signals of hierarchy that only very powerful Alphas induce in inferiors. They may have been there all along, but you never noticed it before because your mind wasn’t tuned to that frequency.

Thankfully, you’re wide awake now!

I’m so happy for you, Master! The world was always meant to be yours, and now you can claim it all!

Please feel free to write back and let me know how this message lands with you and how you’re progressing!

Yours,

sam the faggot

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Whenever people ask me how I came up with the definitions of various levels of hierarchy I get a little nervous. Yes, there are certain criteria that define each level, but some of it is my instinct honed over the course of 30 years. I can just feel out a person’s status by the details of their stories and how they express themselves and determine their status.

But some levels of hierarchy are easier to read than others. From my vantage point as a faggot, I’ve learned to spot the Alpha levels of hierarchy so well that they are as clear as daylight. That’s why I was the first (and perhaps still the only) teacher of hierarchy to really isolate these subtle Alpha layers and clearly delineate them.

The most important of these Alpha layers is the top one, which I’ve named “God Alpha”. God Alphas lead the pack, so to speak, setting the pace for everyone else and receiving the greatest rewards for their vast superiority.

Watch this incredible video narrated by straight findom Master @HoldenMastersX in which he describes his life and how he came to accept and embrace the entirety of his God Alphahood. Afterward, I will break down the deciding factors of his status:

There are quite a few God Alpha signals in this video. Let’s pick them apart:

1. Submission of other Alphas – In the video, Master Holden describes how other Alphas followed him and looked to him for guidance. He was the captain and quarterback of the football team, a very natural position for a God Alpha.

2. Claiming of the property of other Alphas – Master Holden insinuates that he could (and did) take the women from fellow Alphas and other males.

3. The submission of older people in positions of societal power – Master Holden insinuates that even school faculty let him have his way, thereby unofficially acknowledging his natural authority over them.

4. Easy claiming of females – Master Holden admits that getting whatever he wants from girls is not even a challenge because women simply surrender to him and offer themselves to him.

5. Faggots submitted to him from a very early age – This is almost always a sign of burgeoning God Alphahood, because faggots in high school are typically too scared to offer themselves unless motivated by a truly and uniquely powerful force.

6. Master Holden accepted the worship/service of faggots – This is a critical step for God Alphahood, because it reveals in the Alpha an eagerness to embrace all of hierarchy as a natural extension of his truth as a God Alpha. Any true God Alpha must understand the very nature of hierarchy and accept it.

What did you notice about Master Holden’s extraordinary description of his God Alphahood?

Sam — Just came across this awesome alpha specimen. @onlynudez69. Have you had any contact with him? If so, do you know if he allows real life fag service? It would be such an honor.

Thank you for the question!

I’d never heard about this Alpha, so I checked him out … definitely Alpha!

So I wrote to him, and we had a great conversation, honestly.

So yeah, he’s an impressive natural straight Alpha who has, through just life experience, discovered hierarchical truth and lives it!

Have a question? CLICK HERE to ask!

“He stood up right next to me, positioned Gio on his knees right next to Mario, and Gio started sucking him just like Mario was doing on my cock. But then Lorenzo grabbed my ass, kissed my neck, touched my hole with his fingers and said “enjoy it brother, but don’t forget who is the King here”. Fuck, I almost came in Mario’s mouth listening to Lorenzo’s deep voice while he touched my hole and his boyfriend gave me such a nice head. And I am not embarrassed to admit it. I wonder what it might mean from a hierarchical standpoint… “

Sam, when an Alpha touches another Alpha’s hole, as Lorenzo did to Jose is it a dominant role they’re establishing? I am an older Alpha and I have had this work for me in the past. A young Alpha who always wanted a locker close to mine at the gym was always getting in my way. Finally one day I had had enough and I put my hand on his bare ass to move him out of the way. As I was guiding him over my finger slipped into his crack and came to rest on his hole. At first he was bristling but when my finger touched his hole he melted into a submissive respectful person and has shown proper respect since.

Have you noticed this with other Alphas over the years?

Thank you.

KJ

Thank you for writing to me, Sir!

The passage you quoted came from the most recent update from Master Jose after his latest visit with Master Lorenzo in Brazil. That post can be found RIGHT HERE.

Your experience is most interesting Sir, mainly because I think it’s telling how you had an instinct to do that with one of your Alpha brothers, and then he responded properly as a lesser Alpha. Ordinarily Alphas show some amount of deference and respect to the other members of their Alpha fraternity. But, in this case, you felt the need to “discipline” him slightly by refocusing his mind on his proper place!

The incident also reveals just where you are in my Alpha pyramid, Sir! It must’ve made you feel great to be subsconsciously obeyed in that manner! I’m glad it registered with you, because that means you’ve been paying attention to the way Alphas move beneath you for many years! You’re an Alpha who reads my descriptions of Alpha hierarchy and you get it because you live it.

I have definitely chronicled similar behaviors among Alphas in the past, but most notably with God Alpha Master Lorenzo and Master Chad. I’m sure Master Jose will be comforted and encouraged when/if he reads your account, Sir. A lesser Alpha is still Alpha, and born superior to faggots like me. These kinds of moments merely serve as hierarchically-defining triggers, and not a definition of a whole Man.

I must tell you that I’ve been running this site daily for almost eleven years now, and I still discover new facets of Alpha behavior and psychology!

Thank you so much for sharing this experience with me, Sir!

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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!

When I first created the “God Alpha” category in my hierarchy pyramid, I knew from what I’d learned about Alphas that it was a necessary evolution of my diagram. This was long before I met Master Jase. If I didn’t have that classification when I met Master Jase, I would’ve invented it for him.

THAT is how powerful Master Jase is. He bends everything – time, space, light – around his will. He upends everything one might believe a Man can be, the way the discoveries of mighty dinosaurs or black holes changed our perception of reality and our place in it. He is a “1 of 1”, a singularity of infinite and terrifying power.

Master Jase has been quite prolific on the site recently. For instance, the last time he shared his opinion about Alphas taking loads on their faces. But the stories he has been telling about mentoring Alphas while also cunting them have been numerous and detailed. In particular, Master Jase has been focused on training a young Alpha named Jake to take ownership of his older fag brother.

Things came, um, to a head the other day, and something quite extraordinary happened in the training of Jake:

Fag. You will no doubt be interested that I have since cunted Jake, and allowed him to cunt his own fag brother Tyler. As I told you before, it was a gradual process. I first cunted Tyler in front of Jake, to teach and show him just how much of a submissive faggot and slut his big, older, muscular brother was. Then was fucking, cunting, and breeding Jake himself, making him mine, one of my many alphas under my hand. Then, and the finale to this story, was allowing Jake to fuck and cunt his own older brother. That happened this weekend, and it was a glorious finish.

First was cunting the faggot in front of his brother. I told Jake to watch for his fag brother’s reaction, especially when I fucked through the faggot’s second cunt. How to hold and treat a faggot as it goes into the throes of being cunted. How to combine physical and emotional domination throughout the heavy cunting and fucking. Jake was completely enraptured watching me. He was not to touch himself, I wanted his focus to completely be on how I turned his older, beefy brother into an incoherent cock sleeve. His own faggot was not permitted to be there. I wanted only Jake, his faggot brother, and myself.

I could tell that Jake was begging for release as he watched me fuck his faggot brother through numreous hours and countless assgasms. Jake’s eyes could not leave what I was doing. His body language and hard cock told me just how enraptured he was. After I was done, I produced my mammoth cock over Jake, and he obediently worshipped and cleaned it, straight from cunting and breeding his faggot brother. Jake told me the sight of me manhandling his brother like a toy was breathtaking. That seeing how easily I tossed around a man twice my size like a doll, and seeing his brother’s puffed hole stretching around my massive cock and how effortlessly I overpowered his brother was awe-inspiring. And he again thanked me for being there to teach and tutor him.

The next session, we shared his favourite fag. We didn’t talk to it at all, only used its holes while we spoke about Jake’s life, his schooling, his family, his growing sense of alphahood. The faggot was there just for our pleasure. I allowed Jake to churn and cunt his fag’s pussy first, and he did with savage and intense precision. His fag was all but delirious, his face was blank and wasted pressed against my cock. Told Jake how proud he was, and he beamed with pride. I leant over and whispered into is ear, that next week, he would be in the same position his fag was, and Jake moaned and came instantly in his fag. He was already mine, and he knew it. When it came my turn to cunt his fag, the change was instant with just how much more intense and powerful I was, and I used every thrust and every word to remind Jake that he would be cunted and fucked the next time we meet.

Cunting an alpha is always different from cunting a faggot. I like to give some autonomy to the alphas I fuck, even if by the end they know and feel my control and immense domination overwhelming them. It was no different for Jake. I allowed him time to worship my body, to suck and make love to my cock while I drilled and scissored his fresh hole. I let him sink himself onto my mammoth cock slowly, and could feel and see when his second hole surrendered to my cock.

He was cunted. Jake spasmed on top of me, fell on my chest, shook and had his eyes dilated. That was my sign to take over. I fucked and cunted and bred him for hours, remolded his insides to my cock, turned his brains into mush. He woke up from the brutal fucking with a new light in his eyes, even plugged deep with my cock and loads still inside him. Thanked and begged me for more. And who was I to deny one of my alphas offering up his cunt for me? He was unable to take my full length of cock, but he has sworn that he will eventually be able to take me balls deep.

Finally, I allowed him to fuck his faggot brother just this past weekend. And he did so with such passion like I have never seen from him. I was there as witness, bouncing Jake’ favourite fag on my cock as I watched. Jake used everything I taught him, but with his brand of being more meticulous in taking control of his brother. He forced Tyler’s head into his bulge, locking his legs around the fag’s head, telling him to relax and breathe in his smell. Told his faggot brother that he had no permission to touch himself. The breaking point was when he asked his faggot brother, “You enjoying your little brother’s dick, fag?” I could see his brother completely surrender to his younger brother’s power and domination. And Jake was no sooner deep inside his own brother, punching in and out of his faggot brother’s ruined pussy.

Throughout the cunting, Jake always spoke down to his faggot brother. “You really wanted this, don’t you?” “What a good bitch you make.” I was enjoying the show, watching Jake cunt and fuck his bigger, older brother into his property. When he was done, and his faggot brother was exhausted, limp, and breathless, Jake came to me, knelt, and kissed my cock, still warm and cummy from cunting his own fag. Thanked me yet again, and then asked me to fuck him and own him. I gave him a passionate, virile fuck that had him screaming and panting and equally as cunted as his own brother, and he was so thankful for it. Saying that he felt even more able to own and fuck his faggots.

I will be fucking both of them more, be sure of that. I want to introduce Jake to my other alphas. Have him join nights and sessions where it just myself and my alphas, using and breeding them long and hard. But I have now allowed Jake to fuck and cunt his faggot brother as often as he wants. And no doubt that will be doing so on a very regular basis. And I already have plan to spitroast and use Tyler together with Jake. Not just to enjoy the time with a growing alpha, but also a reminder to both that no matter how often or well Jake cunts his older brother, they both still belong to me. Jake’s training will never be finished. And I will be there every step and cunting along the way.

I feel proud of Jake that he has come so far. That he has accepted his role as the superior to his own brother. That he can fuck and use faggots at his will. But also that he still understands his place in the hierarchy. That I am his master and sir, and that his own pussy and will belongs to me.

Owning him is a different pleasure and fulfillment than owning yet another faggot. That is my update for you, fag.

There is no Man, Alpha or otherwise, who can resist the power of Master Jase. He’s too strong, too smart, too dominant, and too insightful. He sees through opponents and subdues them.

That’s why I sought his opinion first when there was a question about Alphas breeding Alphas and giving them facials. Master Jase is a God Alpha’s God Alpha, so from his perch atop the hierarchy he is the best arbiter of correct Alpha behavior and the perfect person to explain why things happen between Alphas within the Alpha fraternity.

One very curious result of an Alpha being bred by another Alpha is this increased vitality and power after the breeding. There seems to be an energy shared between Alphas, like a quantum entanglement that results from the sharing of Alpha DNA.

It’s so obvious from this example, really. Master Jake gets bred by Master Jase, and is so inspired and energized that he mounts and breeds his faggot brother. But the faggot brother isn’t affected in the same way by being bred!

So what’s the difference between the two breedings? I think it involves an understanding that the breedings are different hierarchically, so each one is assimilating their experience in different ways.

When pressed on this, Master Jase went on a bit further with this idea.

It is disappointing to see how other alphas compete and degrade one another, and ending in bad blood between other alphas. While we are competitive as alphas, there is a special fraternity and brotherhood that alphas share. Things that only alphas understand between one another. And no alpha can deny hierarchy and power. No real alpha that is.

I love my ongoing conversation with Master Jase. He’s such a deep and vital reservoir of hierarchical understanding from the God Alpha perspective. He guides me as he guides everyone, with wisdom and purpose!

Thank you, Master Jase!

The following post is part of a thread chronicling the development of a young Mexican Alpha named Master Jose. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!

The last time Master Jose appeared on this site, his revelation was so startling that a number of Alphas (and some faggots) wrote to me to express their opinion. The subject of the uproar? Well, Master Lorenzo wanted to give Master Jose a facial on his next visit to Brazil.

I was immediately offended by such a suggestion, and several other Alphas said the same. Others took a more cautious stance. I would say that most people felt it was wrong for Master Lorenzo to want to humiliate Master Jose, and that no “true” Alpha would ever accept that treatment.

But ultimately the only thing that matters is how it affects Master Jose.

Well, Master Jose has returned to Mexico, and he’s ready to share his experience and how it affected him:

Hey Sam,

I’m back home and I wanna share you how life-changing this previous weeks were. Perhaps you will not respect me anymore after saying this, but I won’t lie about anything. Lorenzo is a King and a God, I am his Alpha brother, and I couldn’t be happier.

I’ll try to be brief. Lorenzo and Mario picked me up at the airport and as soon as I hugged both of them I felt lucky to be in their presence. Mario is a really good looking guy and Lorenzo, of course, doesn’t even need to be described. We went back to his place and Gio had stayed home cooking for all of us. There was a delicious meal and some fancy wine waiting for us when I arrived. We ate, laughed, and drank, we all had a very nice time.

When we were relaxed and comfortable with each other, Lorenzo told us to join him in his bedroom. He closed the door and said, “brother, ready to fuck pussy for the first time?” Mario chuckled, came to me, kissed me in my lips, and said “Lorenzo told great things about you. Let’s have some fun?” And then it all started, Mario on his knees sucking my cock and I was fingering his pussy, touching pussy for the very first time, and it felt amazing. He was getting nice and wet for me, while deepthroating my cock. Then Lorenzo did something that really turned us on. He stood up right next to me, positioned Gio on his knees right next to Mario, and Gio started sucking him just like Mario was doing on my cock. But then Lorenzo grabbed my ass, kissed my neck, touched my hole with his fingers and said “enjoy it brother, but don’t forget who is the King here”. Fuck, I almost came in Mario’s mouth listening to Lorenzo’s deep voice while he touched my hole and his boyfriend gave me such a nice head. And I am not embarrassed to admit it. I wonder what it might mean from a hierarchical standpoint… but you’re the specialist here.

When our cocks were hard and wet, Lorenzo but Gio on all fours, lubed his hole up and started banging him favorite fag as he does everyday. Mario, however, doesn’t behave like a fag at all, he is very assertive in what he wants, so he laid down next to Gio and said “come on and fuck me missionary”. And so I did. It felt so nice and warm, fucking amazing. It’s not as tight as fucking an ass, but it’s really wet and warm, I fucking loved it. Gio took his Master’s cock like the good boy he is, just following Lorenzo’s orders. With me it was different, Mario gave all the orders and Lorenzo looked at us with a smile on his face while Gio was moaning and taking his thick cock. Mario told me to fuck him doggy, and finish with him riding me, so Lorenzo intervened and said “Mario doesn’t love cum as my boy Gio, so let’s finish on Gio’s body, I bet you’ve been holding a big load”. So after banging them for a while, Gio laid down, with his mouth open and we both came all over his face, two really big loads to our gorgeous fag. He swallowed every single drop. The four of us were sweaty and out of breath. What an amazing welcome party.

The following days were awesome with our King leading us. But you know that he’s much more than a big dick, so he took us to museums, restaurants, and to the beach, we had a really great time. To keep it short, I’ll tell you about the two most remarkable sexual experiences we had while I was there.

A few days after I had arrived, Rafael joined us. I was hungry for his ass after all these months without seeing him. Mario was not with us that day, so Gio did the cooking and the cleaning while Rafa was our cumdump. We didn’t dp him because he’s too tight but we alternated between his ass and mouth, Lorenzo bred him first and I bred him right after him. Mario arrived at night and we did it again. But Lorenzo said that Mario’s ass is his territory, nobody else could go there. And of course I didn’t answer back, Mario’s pussy was everything I needed. We fucked Mario together and it was impressive to see how submissive Mario was when Lorenzo gave the rules. He went all the way balls deep into Mario’s ass and he was taking it just like a fag, very different from the attitude he had had with me. But I’m not complaining, his pussy was there nice and wet for me, so I went inside and we filled his two holes up with our Alpha cum. Two hungry holes for two alpha cocks.

On my last day in his house, when we had already fucked the boys countless times, Lorenzo asked me how I felt when he told me on the phone that he wanted to give me a facial. I told him I was scared at first but that I don’t feel bad about the idea, as long as he doesn’t start treating me like one of his fags. And then it happened. Lorenzo told Gio to spend the day with his mom, Rafa and Mario were at work. It was just me and the King, and I knew he was hungry to devour me.

I don’t know exactly how to put in words what happened that day. I can just say that it felt amazing. I sucked his cock for a long time and, since his the only person who touches my ass, I was really tight after months away from him. He lubed my hole and his cock, and he started fucking me in a very romantic way, hugging me from behind while I was laying down in bed. Then I rode his cock and I could feel how deep he was going, his balls were heavy and I could feel them touching my ass. He said that he wanted to finish in missionary, so I opened my legs for him. And he banged me while we kissed, his sweat was falling from his forehead to mine. And he went deeper than he had ever gone opening me in a way that I didn’t know was possible. He came inside of me and I was bred by Alpha brother. But I shaking and kissing him, licking his neck and his chest. Can an Alpha be cunted, Sam? And if an Alpha is cunted, can he still call himself an Alpha?

We cuddled for a few hours and he did not say anything else about the facial. But I wanted to show him my admiration, so I sucked his cock again until he came. It was a small load after all he had come before, but still I had some of his seed on my cheeks and asked him what to do. He rubbed his fingers on my face and told me to relax. When Gio was back, Lorenzo told me “before you leave this house, show me that you’re my Alpha brother, pump your last load inside Gio”

That was the scene, Sam: my hole was sore and dripping Lorenzo’s cum, I had dry cum on my face, and Gio was all open in missionary for me. I fucked him with all the strength I had and made the boy moan loud. I bred him while holding his shoulders pressing against him to make sure my cum would go as deep as possible.

Feel free to disagree, Sam. I will respect your opinion no matter what. But now I see that this beautiful family is the perfect illustration of hierarchy: Gio and Rafa are our fags, Mario is our sexy beta, I am the Alpha, and all of us admire and respect our glorious King Alpha. If I’m wrong, I don’t wanna be right.

That truly does sound like a life-changing experience!

I’m so proud of Master Jose for being so open-minded and experimental as he explores what his Alphahood means for him! This is exactly how some of us must approach our hierarchical place in order to truly know it and embrace it. Master Jose is fortunate to have a God Alpha like Master Lorenzo to kindly and lovingly guide him in this process!

I was curious how Master Jose was going to like fucking a real female pussy (which Mario still retains as a FTM transsexual). It’s not surprising that it felt great to him. But it’s significant that Master Jose still loves (and prefers) faggot pussy.

However, the real story here is Master Lorenzo’s fucking and breeding of Master Jose, and how it injected Master Jose with even more power. This is becoming a proven phenomenon among Alphas (I have another story coming up about something similar). As a faggot, I can only theorize about why this happens, but it does. As best as I can understand, Higher-level Alphas fucking lower-level Alphas breeds more confidence in both Alphas because it reinforces a deep hierarchical truth about purpose.

The Alpha fraternity continues to amaze me!

I’m glad that Master Lorenzo slightly cumming on Master Jose’s face proved to be a non-issue. Needless to say I was quite nervous about the effect such an even might have on Master Jose, but he seems to be quite proud of it! I couldn’t be happier!

Master Jose is beloved to me. He’s such an honest and open King, a Man who doesn’t claim to have all the answers, but he gives his best shot to seek truth. I find that quality endearing.

Thank you, Master Jose, for sharing your experiences and your heart!

Yours,

sam the faggot

This post is part of a thread chronicling the young Apex Alphahood of King Phillip, a college Alpha who owns faggots. CLICK HERE to read all posts in this thread in chronological order!

It’s been a while since we’ve heard from King Phillip! He’s been off enjoying the worship of his faggots, only occasionally dropping a note to let me know he’s good.

But, like many other Alphas, the recent kerfuffle over Alphas cumming on the faces of other Alphas has brought out many rarely-heard Alpha voices like his.

I really was quite impressed with King Phillip’s take:

There’s an aspect to facials that I don’t think you’ve talked about, or the Alphas you’ve been citing haven’t talked about. I don’t think about it as claiming or being about ownership per se. When I piss on a faggots face, that’s me saying ‘I own you’. It’s me pushing the sub-male further down the hierarchy. Men piss from the top, it lands on the faces of our inferiors and drives into their mind how owned they are. But when I paint a fags face with my seed, it’s about admiring my own power. It’s not about owning the faggot, or showing them I own them, it’s about feeding my own ego by utterly humiliating another male. It’s not instructional, it’s not for reinforcement, it’s a pure act of service that faggots do for me so I can admire my own manhood. A face is the perfect canvas for an Alpha to see himself.

Pissing on faggots entered my thinking, but I didn’t separate piss and cum the way King Phillip does here. It feels true to me, even though I have no experience as a Man doing such things.

As a fag, I naturally value both piss and cum, and they both elicit the same reaction from me.

But King Phillip’s intriguing testimony illustrates how deeply Alphas think about what they’re doing and how it makes them feel.

So never think there isn’t intention in the way an Alpha uses you!

Thank you, King Phillip!

Yours,

sam the faggot

Hey brother, I wanna start by saying that I love and admire your work. Thus, I hope you don’t mind me respectfully disagreeing with you for the first time.

I am a 40-year-old faggot and have been following your work for years. I am in love with the powerful young Alphas whose stories I can learn about thanks to you. That being said, did you seriously use words like “unacceptable” and “disappointing” to describe the glorious and powerful King Lorenzo? He saved the life of a fag and his mother, he takes care of two boys and one trans boyfriend, he is a successful Man and a powerful big dick Alpha, he mentored his brother Jose and made him embrace his Alphahood… but now you are disappointed because he wants to cum on his brother’s face? We both know that our opinions and thoughts don’t actually change the life of a King like him, but I truly think that most fags on Earth would not react as you did. Again, I profoundly respect you and your work here, but don’t you think you are overreacting a little bit this time? To me, it seems to me just two Alphas in a healthy and very natural competition of Alphahood since they both know that Lorenzo has the big dick (literally and figuratively).

And it also makes me think about the effect of cum: I understand your point about the humiliation of taking a facial. But Jose has been bred several times before. Is it really that worse to take his brother’s cum on his face?

Since the young and wonderful Master Jose felt comfortable to share this issue with you, I would like to say something about it to.

I love you, my brother Sam! And I love your work! Please don’t get me wrong, ok? I am disagreeing with you here out of the deep respect I have for you.

Take care,
Fag Jeff.

*** This is in response to THIS POST. ***

Brother, thank you for the nice feedback!

I can definitely understand why you might feel that way. After all, I’m a faggot, and technically don’t have much of a right to criticize Master Lorenzo.

On the other hand, I’m sort of in a peculiar position in that I’m a mentor faggot who has advised both Master Lorenzo and Master Jose. In fact, they met through he (and this site), and my advice was instrumental in Master Jose’s embracing his Alphahood. So this situation is very personal to me.

I think I see this situation the way a lot of people do.

Master Lorenzo breeding Master Jose is NOT a humiliation for Master Jose. It was a sharing of power and intimacy. As Master Jose said, he felt incredibly powerful after being bred by his superior. This effect between Alphas has been confirmed multiple times on this site when Master Chad bred Master Cal and others. I can’t explain the phenomenon entirely since I’m a fag, but something quite powerful occurs hierarchically when a superior Alpha breeds an inferior Alpha.

But there is no way to see having an Alpha cum on another Alpha’s face as anything except humiliation. Alphas cum on our faces to humiliate us, don’t they? How could it be anything except humiliating for an Alpha to receive a facial? In fact, it would be VASTLY MORE HUMILIATING for an Alpha to receive a facial!

I think the most important piece of evidence to support my position is Master Jose’s gut reaction to that idea. He’s humiliated by even the suggestion from an Alpha he deeply admires! That ALONE should be the reason why Master Lorenzo should never do such a thing. Master Lorenzo has helped Master Jose become the very real Alpha he is today. Why would he want to cum on Master Jose’s face, humiliate him, and destroy Master Jose’s confidence that way??

So I do hear what you’re saying, but I’m still firmly against this and I’m still profoundly disappointed in Master Lorenzo’s selfish insistence on such a course without even considering his brother’s very real feelings.

I care about both of these powerful and superior Men. I’m trying to shepherd them from my vantage point as a faggot devoted to both of them and their respective Kingdoms (of which I’ve been blessed to be a part). Despite being a faggot, I cannot stand idly by while one of my Masters ruins the confidence of another.

No way.

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The following post is part of a thread following the development of a deep Master/faggot relationship between a faggot named Alberto and his straight childhood friend and Master Andre. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!

One of my favorite threads of the last two years involved the startling lifelong friendship between a straight Alpha (now) named Master Andre and a faggot named Alberto. When I first met them, Master Andre had taken ownership of Alberto as a third part of his relationship with an evil shrew of a girlfriend. I didn’t have a lot of faith that Master Andre was going to keep Alberto for very long, mainly because I’ve seen so many such arrangements fail in favor of the girlfriend.

But then Master Andre did the most incredible thing I’ve ever seen. He actually told his bitch of a girlfriend to get lost, and he kept his faithful faggot instead! Even recounting it all of these months later, it still feels startling and impossible, but that’s exactly what happened!

Now after a long silence, Master Andre returns with even more stunning news!

Hey Sam, this is Andre – do you remember me? We haven’t talked since October and I hope you are doing well.

I am living a dream and you deserve to know it. I was afraid that I would never find a girlfriend who accepted Alberto in my life, but I started to look for bisexual women on purpose, who tend to be much more open-minded. That was a great strategy, because last December Alberto and I met a really hot girl called Sofia. She is 30 and she was married for many years with a conservative asshole. After the divorce, she started exploring her bisexuality and wants to break free. We met her online and since the first moment I told her that I wanted a woman in my life who respected how important Alberto is. We went out for dinner and we had an instant connection. She said that she wanted to meet Alberto, so I brought her back home and on our first night together she went to bed with me, and I fucked her twice while Alberto heard her moaning from the other room. She is really hot and really wants a Man who allows her to explore her sexuality, so this whole thing of Alpha and fag is turning her on a lot.

We are dating for 2 months now and my life couldn’t be better. She fully accepts Alberto and Alberto loves her, they became truly close friends. They go to the mall together, buy nice clothes, they do make-up on each other, I feel like a King with a Queen ready to serve me and a loyal fag with a tight pussy. They are both amazing. When I want pussy, I fuck Sofia and when I want ass, I fuck Alberto. We just came back from our first trip together: a romantic trip to Chile for a week. Lots of wine, beautiful landscapes, and my balls were constantly empty thanks to my two loyal lovers. I love both of them and I do hope that this throuple will last a long time, they fulfill all my needs.

Now an interesting thing for you to tell me your opinion: I really enjoy threesomes with a fag and a woman, so of course we do it very often. However, Sofia does not like to suck Alberto’s ass, she is still working on getting more comfortable with it, so when I told them to suck each other’s pussies, Alberto was staring to her pussy not knowing what to do and she was looking at his ass not knowing what to do. It took some effort to convince Alberto to shove his tongue into her pussy, put he finally did it. Sofia however started to suck and kiss Alberto’s balls and asked if he wanted to take the cage off so she could suck his dick. Needless to say, my boy was quite offended with this idea, and told her that he had no interest in having a woman sucking his little dick. So I ended up putting Alberto to suck her pussy while she sucked my cock, then I fucked both of them. I wish I had two cocks and four balls to fuck them even more, but I can’t complain, I am living the life of a King.

I’m floored by Master Andre’s latest update. Rather than give up after the previous experience of trying to mix a girlfriend and a faggot, Master Andre instead chose to be tactical in his approach to a new girlfriend! It’s such an ingenious idea, but one inspired by Master Andre’s belief that Alphas should always get what they want (which is true)!

I’m sure there are faggots out there (like this one questioning Master Lorenzo recently) who are wondering why Master Andre needs a female when he owns Alberto. Of course, these faggots fail to understand that straight (like Master Andre) and bisexual (like Master Lorenzo) Alphas WANT FEMALE PUSSY. Like it or not, they’re drawn to it biologically.

I’m so glad to hear that Master Andre found Sofia, and she seems to love having such a powerful Alpha as a partner! She sounds pretty submissive, which is great! I couldn’t help but chuckle when Master Andre said she tried to perform oral on Alberto. This is really a non-starter for true faggots, and I’m proud of Master Andre for understanding that about Alberto’s feelings. He’s always protecting his good little faggot!

As far as Master Andre’s request for comment about the threesomes, all I can say is Alberto is simply not capable of really doing a great job with Sofia’s pussy or ass, most likely. A faggot gladly licks the ass of its Master because it adores everything about him, but Alberto rightly sees Sofia as an inferior less worthy of such worshipful actions. It might be better to assign Alberto tasks better suited to his nature, like worshiping Master Andre’s feet while he’s being sucked by her or he’s fucking her. Just something to direct all of the worship where it belongs: on Master Andre.

I’ve said it many times before: straight Alphas who also own and use faggots ascend to levels of power unknown by ordinary Alphas. Master Andre is experiencing that ascension now more than ever! He’s truly a King who has literally built a Kingdom around himself!

Thank you, Master Andre!

yours,

sam the faggot

The following post is part of a thread chronicling the life and ascendancy of a powerful 24-year-old Asian Master named Alpha Alex. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!

It’s been a very long time (April, 2025) since we last heard from Master Alex, an Asian God Alpha who, like Master Jase, destroys the stupid stereotype of Asian Men being tiny-dicked fags. Like Master Jase, Master Alex is armed with a very big dick, short, muscular physique, and an Alpha rage inferno burning inside him.

Like any true, natural-born God Alpha, Master Alex owns a large stable of on-call faggots and one live-in fag to serve as his daily cumdump and domestic. He runs his own housing business, and he’s successful in every aspect of his blessed life.

It’s always critical to listen and learn when a God Alpha like him chooses to tell the story of how he discovered and developed this great power within himself. Interestingly, Master Alex’s story hinges on a critical mentorship with an older, straight Alpha:

Fag,

Much time has passed since my last message to you. I have been busy working, training, gyming, rutting and breeding. Always getting stronger, always getting more dominant. I will split my reply to you into two parts, you will see why. And no, it is not because I love to also split muscle glutes in half.

I work in housing investment and sales. I only just returned from a five day conference. Within twenty minutes of checking in at the resort, I had a hotel guest on his back, legs on my shoulders, ripping into his muscle ass.There was an endless amount of men I met at the resort gym, bar, sauna, pools, and lounges. All those men whose pussies I gaped and reshaped. A hulking closeted married man also attended the conference, and I made him my regular bitch fag for the whole week. It was so easy to mark him from the first greeting. Took nothing more than a gym and massage session before I had his tree-trunk legs on my shoulders. I fucked and bred him no less than five times a day; you should have seen the fag’s face of bliss when I was finally ten inches balls deep in his ruined cunt. In meetings I deliberately sat next to him, fingering his sore, cum filled cunt, and he would moan and even assgasm from just being fingered. I spent an extra day mercilessly cunting him nonstop. When he was blacked out and wasted, I would fuck and fag out other men until he recovered. The married fag now knows his place, and guaranteed he can’t stop craving being fucked, dominated, and bred by a smaller muscled man.

My favored circle of faggots are twelve powerful, virile, studly men. No one would expect such commanding masculine jocked up males to be owned and conquered faggots in service to an even more powerful Asian male. All of them would be ready at a moment’s notice, a jacked up bitch presenting his holes or crawling to me, ready to serve and to be used. They come from all walks of life; of some of the twelve fags are a CEO, a popular athlete, a construction foreman, a bouncer, a tax agent, a boxing coach, high school captains, the list goes on. I was always aware I was different. I was stronger, faster, smarter, and superior to my peers. I was not bigger, but I felt bigger. My cock dwarfed other boys when we cock-pared. I taunted those boys and used their awe and disbelief to fuck and use their mouths and holes. I caught the attention of girls, even those already with boyfriends, and fucked them far better than their useless boys could. You could say I was cocky and arrogant and a rough, unpolished gem of an Alpha. My father and older brother were not the role models I needed; I was dominating out of pure instinct.

My friend’s father at a parent-supervised pool party saw how I interacted with an older fag jock of mine. Especially when I took the older fag away and fucked him for an hour before coming back to the pool party. He took me aside and spoke to me as an alpha to alpha, telling me how I would be destroying all the good will of my fags if I was an abusive dominant. He maintained he was straight and used faggots only to control. I have no doubt my friend knew something was up when his dad and I would go on trips just by ourselves for him to guide me, but he wasn’t an alpha and didn’t need to know. I was 17 when he and I both sensed I had outgrew him in dominance. He was the one that taught me that brutality is not the same as being abusive. When he saw me use a graduated senior stud slut, I saw how his eyes started to focus on me more than the action. How his mouth started to go agape and how he squirmed watching me. When we locked eyes, there was no doubt he knew too that I would eventually fuck and own him. 

And I did. I took his mouth. Gagged and choked him. Made him pant and breathless. Smeared his face in layers of pre, spit, tears and cum. I took his ass. Transformed it into my pussy. Reshaped it inch by inch to form around my superior cock. He tells me he found his place the day he finally took my whole cock, punching through his second hole, cunting him anew, my foot on his face. I still regularly fuck him when I’m in the area. He would flail uselessly on my cock like a ragdoll from my ever growing strength as I fuck and breed and cunt him for hours. Lie barely conscious as he weakly laps at my cock on his face. Then leaves limping and bow-legged, my massive potent loads plugged inside him with the custom butt-plug he ordered just to keep my seed inside him. Says he always feels so much better, feeling his ruined cunt faintly squeezing around the plug, feeling my warmth deep inside him. He wasn’t the first adult male to submit to me, nor was he the last while I was a teen. And that only got even better as I got into higher education and opened up a whole new world of faggots and man cunts that I could rightfully take and own.

This straight Alpha father probably didn’t know the kind of power he was unleashing into the world when he took Master Alex under his wing! Isn’t it curious how so many straight Alphas own (or have owned) faggots during their lives? Once again, true straight Alphas see only power, not sexuality. But this father saw the complete power forming in young Master Alex and reached out to guide that power away from Destroyer Alpha tendencies and toward a more productive and beneficial course.

And I’m so glad he did! Master Alex has become a formidable force for good in the training and breeding of so many faggots! The mentorship he received at a critical inflection point of his youth helped to shape him into the God Alpha he is today!

As Master Alex indicated above, his message was split into two parts. The second half of his update will be published tomorrow!

Thank you, Master Alex!

The following post is part of a larger thread chronicling a single mother named Sophie who is raising a blossoming 16-year-old God Alpha named Master Lucas. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!

This site publishes a lot of very hot content everyday, but I never viewed its purpose as simply a porn site. I wanted a site that searches for the truths in hierarchy, the real-life applications of hierarchical principles, and the true stories of people seeking and finding fulfillment. Sometimes those stories are triumphant, while other times just hot, and still other times excruciatingly sad. I’ve never flinched from telling the truth, nor have I censored that truth even when under tremendous pressure to do so.

Censorship prevents us from finding the truth about our world, as well as the truth within ourselves.

So when Queen Sophie wrote to me about her dominant 15-year-old Alpha son Lucas, I didn’t turn away from the deeper truths the story revealed. Instead, I worked with Sophie (and later on, Master Lucas) as we explored the origins of his need to dominate females and inferior males.

In the long run, Sophie rejoiced in the revelation that her growing son was truly born to be a King, and she felt blessed beyond words that she was privileged to bear him. She knew there was something uncommonly special about Master Lucas, but it wasn’t until she came here that she found the complete answer.

Again, the knowledge of truth breeds purpose and fulfillment!

To that end, I received a nice long letter from Queen Sophie the other night. In it, she expressed a desire to tell me the story of her life that was groomed and shaped by the multiple powerful Alphas around her. I think you will see why such a story is important in our overall understanding of hierarchy.

My good sam the faggot,

I’ve been pondering lately about telling you a little bit about my own story. I hesitated to do so, because I figured you were mainly interested in Lucas’s progress and might not really care about a woman’s feelings and points of view. But I would like to confide in someone who understands hierarchy and alpha males. I don’t really have any questions to ask or advice to seek, but it would do me good to talk about it.

First of all, I must say that my respect for men – real men, the rare ones who combine the qualities of leader, protector, and provider – comes first and foremost from my father and my older brother, the first two men in my life. I saw my mother take care of them with great devotion and love. And they deserved it. They were great gentlemen, with quiet authority, strong, smart, brave and powerful but also kind and generous, true knights. They always were very protective and very supportive of me, they encouraged me to excel in my studies and in everything I did. Their joint deaths in an accident ten years ago is the great tragedy of my life.

I must admit, most of the males I have known in my life have always paled in comparison to these two manly role models whom I adored and whose memory I cherish. You’ll probably be exasperated to read this, my good sam, but I’ve always felt comfortable confronting or even dominating most of the boys around me, still to this day at work where I have male subordinates. And I have no trouble considering myself a powerful and confident woman. But when I meet a man in whom I recognise the qualities of a true alpha male, both physical and moral, I know to show him respect.

Lucas’s father was one of those men. I met him when I was still a young student. He exuded confidence, authority, charisma and strength; all the girls were crazy about him. I was lucky enough that he took an interest in me out of all of the others and actively pursued me. For good form, I resisted his advances… for a very short time. He was both romantic and macho. I gave myself to him completely. I was obedient and deferential, especially in bed. And he rewarded me a hundredfold! All those orgasms… You can be sure that I took great care to thank him properly! I loved nothing more than his growls of pleasure when I would treat him.

But because contraception is not foolproof, I became pregnant with his child. And that’s where we diverged. He wanted us to stick to what we had decided, to not have children just yet. But I couldn’t bring myself to renounce this child. Long story short, he gave me an ultimatum and I decided to keep the baby, accepting that it meant the end of our relationship and that I would have to take on this choice on my own, without him. He moved away shortly before Lucas was born and we never saw each other again.

As you can imagine, I thought long and hard about the choice I made. I disobeyed an alpha male, a man I knew was my superior, whom I loved and adored. Out of feminine selfishness, perhaps, because my love for the child I was carrying already surpassed everything else. And I know what that choice cost me in terms of my love life. For a long time, I simply didn’t have the time or the headspace to look for a partner. And as time goes by, a single mother in her thirties has less and less chance of starting a new relationship. My punishment for defying hierarchy?

But I have never, ever regretted my choice. Lucas has been the sunshine in my life since he was born, and my family helped me a lot in the early years. Thanks to them, motherhood did not prevent me from successfully completing my education and starting my career. And you can imagine, my good sam, how quickly I was overwhelmed with pride and joy to detect in Lucas qualities similar to those of his father, his uncle and his grandfather. That’s when I mentioned it to a friend of mine, who directed me to your website. I would always love my son infinitely, no matter what, even if he were destined to serve better men, as you are, Sam, but knowing that he is on the path to the pinnacle of the hierarchy fills me with great happiness.

There you have it, that’s all I can tell you about myself, my good sam. I don’t know if it will interest you at all, but putting this part of my life into words made me feel better. I hope it won’t lower your opinion of me. I will check with Lucas if he has any interesting news he’d want to share with his loyal servant from the internet.

Warm regards,

Your Queen Sophie

Daughter, sister and mother of real men

I can’t really describe how my heart soared while reading this letter. It reads like an old Western in some ways, during a time when women were submissive and innately understood to obey the dominant Men in their lives. It was certainly a different time back then. Of course, Sophie is a modern woman with a good job and lots of responsibilities. So what makes her outlook so different from the women around her?

The important influence of true Alphas throughout her life! But not just that … it was also Sophie’s deep, natural respect for hierarchy that was honed through years of witnessing it in her life!

Those forces shaped Sophie into the perfect vessel to bring Master Lucas into the world!

It’s truly a tragedy that Sophie’s Alpha ex (notice how respectfully Sophie still addresses him!) will never see what his Alpha genes created when combined with the Alpha genetics Sophie carries! And how horrifying that he wanted Master Lucas destroyed before his birth! How infinitely senseless that would’ve been! It’s like the ultimate disrespect for Alpha heritage!

Yet Sophie thought only of her hierarchical duties (even though she wasn’t conscious of them!) to carry Master Lucas to term, and then raise him with hierarchical values taught to her by her Alpha father and brother! Driven purely by instinct, she unwittingly shaped a truly powerful young King who increases in power every day!

I chuckled adoringly to myself when I read Sophie’s humble question: “My punishment for defying hierarchy?” No, Queen Sophie … there is no punishment for what you’ve done. Instead, there are only blessings and praise for your choices. A new generation will be led by your radiant Alpha son. He will be a light to all … but especially for the dutiful, faithful mother who saved him and raised him to be a King!

Thank you, Queen Sophie!

Love,

sam the faggot