The following post is part of a thread following the rise of a 22-year-old Italian Alpha named Master Paolo who owns a muscle faggot. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!
Unfortunate fact: most Alphas seem to prefer smooth, twinky fags. However I’ve encountered several Alphas who love (and prefer) big, burly, muscular faggots. Now, I have no data to back this up, but these Alphas who prefer to mount and breed bigger faggots seem to be more powerful, more aggressive, and more demanding than others.
Master Paolo definitely fits in that category. His descriptions of how much he loves to fuck and breed larger fags practically drip with lust. I can almost hear him grinding his teeth and licking his lips at just the thought!
His need to dominate larger faggots naturally led Master Paolo to another idea: CHASTITY!
Hey faggot, this is Master Paolo from Italy again. What’s up?
I wanna ask you about chastity cages. Bruno, my fag boyfriend, is a strong muscular man, 25 years old. I am also strong and muscular, 22 years old. We met at the gym and have been together for 6 months. Since our first night together, Bruno told me that he didn’t like to touch his dick during sex (which was a huge turn on for me). I felt like a real King when that powerful and strong dude got on his knees to suck my dick and my balls, licking and worshiping me. And the best part is that, unlike most of the guys I met in the past, he didn’t expect me to suck his dick in return. The first time I fucked him, I shot a nice load in his ass to make sure he wouldn’t forget me. And although he got hard he did not touch his dick at any time. It was awesome. I bought some jockstraps for him right after our first encounter and form then on I’ve been fucking him wearing those.
But I’ve been thinking about putting him on a cage. I don’t think his dick should be just hidden under a jockstrap. It should be locked as the fag he is. I have never fucked a fag wearing one of those but the idea really turns me on. As I told you a few days ago, femboys or women don’t turn me on. I like the feeling of breeding someone who everybody thinks is a powerful man, a strong leader, but in fact is serving me in the bedroom. Since I was a teenager, my thing has been taking the masculinity of strong men, turning them into my cumdumps no matter how much protein they eat or how many hours they work out. For this reason, I think that caging my fag bf will really turn me on. But his dick is quite big, ironically even bigger than mine. Thick, long, but useless.
How do you think I could approach that and how could I find a big cage for him? Thanks!
First of all, I love experiences like this because it highlights the fact that faggots can have large dicks, but that large dick is MEANINGLESS because it’s attached to a male that is not equipped to use it and lacks the desire/understanding to use it. Is there some sort of body dysmorphia going on here? Probably. But it’s real nonetheless.
Of course, I think chastity is a fantastic idea. Since being caged four years ago, I’ve become a huge proponent of faggots being put in chastity (I largely have Master Jin to thank for that!). It simply puts a faggot into a state of perpetual subspace and gives them a constant reminder of their place.
There are places that design chastity cages for larger penises. Here’s an example of one printed via 3D printing by a company called kink3d.com:
I’m sure there are other such places selling these kinds of products as well.
When an Alpha takes the step of locking his faggot in chastity, it’s an outward sign of ownership that is quite meaningful for both the Master and the faggot. It’s like a ring. It’s meant to be forever.
Hi I’m a 22 year old submissive chastity bottom, I’ve been a long time follower for few years now.
so my problem at the moment is that I can’t find the right master who lives close to me I live only an hour from Sydney Aus and live in a very popular area where the population is about half a million. I can’t find a dom who’s into chastity and wants to own a slave what should I do? I don’t want to lose my values of being a sub but I haven’t been with someone for about an year.
Brother, thank you for the question!
First of all, congratulations on your chastity! I’m glad you felt strongly enough to cage yourself in order to help deepen your journey into submission! That shows dedication that will surely impress a Master when you find Him!
I’m a little surprised that you’re having trouble finding a Master in Sydney. I was under the impression that Sydney and Melbourne were gay hot spots in Australia. I don’t know enough about the scene in Australia or what apps/sites work best in that part of the world.
However, I’m sure you know Alphas in your personal life (like work or the gym), and that’s where you should start. You can lead these Alphas by submitting to them subtly and doing things for them which should trigger their curiosity. Or, you can ask these Alphas something like, “Do you consider yourself to be Alpha?” which typically leads to a conversation about Hierarchy. That’s when you can lead the Alpha to consider his greater purpose, as well as your purpose as a faggot. Use the free materials I have here for you to use.
A second and last quick question for you. I recently saw a video of an alpha roughly fucking his fag and slapping him a bit- of course the fag was enjoying it. However, the fag was furiously jerking his cock the whole time. Is it just me, or does that seem extremely disrespectful? It just seems so selfish to touch your cock when your focus should be on the alpha dick. It annoyed me enough to write in about it, I would never do something like that.
Thanks for the second question!
Yes, it is extremely disrespectful for a faggot to be doing anything with its penis and balls other than holding them back and out of the way for Alpha penetration. This is one of multiple justifications for chastity cages for faggots. I’m a big proponent of them these days.
On a related side note: I’ve talked to Alphas who allow their faggots to jerk off while being used, and they said that they like the faggot to be pleased as well. I didn’t argue with them – they have the right to do whatever they want with their faggots – but I do think they’re inadvertently training bad habits into the fag that will eventually lead to more issues.
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!
This is PART THREE of a three-part experience Ethan the faggot had over the course of a weekend with his new Master King Karter and two of King Karter’s Alpha friends!
When we left Ethan in the previous post, he was being dragged into King Karter’s bedroom after a whirlwind night of serving him and his Alpha Brothers King L and King R. The events culminated in an expensive meal at a nice steakhouse with the three Alphas and Ethan’s fag brothers #1 and #3.
Now Ethan would be alone with King Karter after all of that animalistic fucking and cumming. What else might King Karter want from his newest faggot?
Here’s Ethan’s account:
So King Karter took me into his bedroom. When he closed the door, he pulled me to him and started kissing me. I was shocked. He has never kissed me before and I have never seen him kissing faggots, like even #1. He started to feel me up and finger me. He kept telling me I was a good faggot, I had made him proud, and he was happy to have me in his kingdom. I was a bit taken aback because I had not really seen what to do when he was like that. 3 told me he can be romantic sometimes, but one, I forgot it at the time since the day had been so crazy and my head was spinning at the moment, and two) it had been a while since he told me that, in the very beginning when I first started to DM him. He kept saying (asking) “If I would be a good faggot for daddy tonight (then kiss me a bit) or say/ask, “You want daddy’s dick in your pussy tonight?” or “You want to be a good slut for daddy?” I kinda got the hint he wanted me to call him daddy this time so I kept replying, “Yes, daddy!” “Yes, Daddy, please put your dick in my pussy” stuff like that. He kept licking my neck and face, and pushed me to my knees. I sucked him off for a while.
After a bit, he pulled me up and put me on the bed, lubed himself and my hole up, pulled my legs up to my chest, and slid into me. I was pretty loose already from the whole day so it went in easily and he fucked me but all the while he was kissing and making out with me. Asking if I liked being daddy’s pussy/slut. His dick was hitting the amazing spots in my hole. He kept hitting the inner ring, like you call it. He would kiss and lick my face, and suck on my chest. He likes verbal so I kept asking, “Please fuck my pussy daddy, Its so fucking big I need more dadddy dick.” I think he liked that because he fucked harder and made out harder, like sucking my tongue in. That was another thing, I don’t have much experience making out with guys (more girls honestly in high school, and I really wasn’t into that so I didn’t care how it went) I have only had a few Grinder hookups, and when I made out with #1 on Kings Dick. But when King Karter was kissing, he was using a lot of tongue and spit, like sticking and sliding it deep in my mouth all around my teeth, and lips.
He also kept caressing me with his hands all over. He turned me over I was on my stomach for a while and fucked me while he was on top of me then, I sucked him again, and then I had me get on the bed with my ass up and my head on the mattress. And he got over me and fucked me like that for a while. Finally, he had me on my side and fucked me from behind. Lickin’ and sucking on my neck, I think that’s when he gave me the hickey. He came in my ass and then he had me clean it off. I lay there with my head in between his thighs, just suckin’ on his balls for about 40 minutes or so, while he stroked my hair. We talked a lot about how he plans to have me meet a lot of his friends, and how he wants me to maybe get a better job (other than Starbucks) He said, he gave the waiter tonight a $155 tip. He said I could be making that much, too, if I worked as a waiter in a place like that. He wanted me to move out of the dorms and move in with #3, and have a one-bedroom apartment. That way, it will be cheaper for both of us. And it will be easier to have dates come over to our place.
I told him I would try hard to convince my parents because they pay for most of my bills and schooling, it is hard, and my mom thinks I am Bi, and my dad does not know anything. He would not have a good reaction. King told me he would like me to at least tell my mom I am gay, so I can be more free. I didn’t have to tell them I am exactly a faggot, but at least stop lying about still liking chicks. I did say if my dad’s side finds out they would not only disown me and cut me off they might even come and hurt me (especially if they knew I was with black men. Like they are fuckin full on MAGA, racist as shit) He said he understood but when I’m more off and can support myself on my own in a few years he wants me to tell them everything. (I honestly don’t know how I’m going to do that). He wanted me to get a waiter job when I got home, so I could see if I liked that kind of job, and I could get a better-paying one here (in Texas) when I came back.
I started to feel his huge black dick start to get hard again on my face and forehead, and he had me suck him again. Then he fucked me the same ways as before, with kissing and licking and suckin on me. And basically, the same positions but he also had my head over the edge of the bed so he could throat fuck me, and he had me lick and eat out his ass. He then fucked me on my back with my legs in the air and came hard inside my ass while making out with me. I felt like I was in some romantic movie! He lay on top of me for a while and then got up and pulled me off the bed.
He pointed to the ground at the foot of the bed and told me that was where I would sleep tonight. I looked around for a pillow and blanket, but when he just got back in bed and got under the sheet, I knew I wasn’t getting anything so I just lied down. I fell asleep pretty fast, even though I was on the hard floor (no carpet, it’s like hardwood but fake). Sometime in the middle of the night, I woke up choking, not able to breathe easily, and before I opened my eyes, I knew something was in my mouth. I opened them and he was fucking my mouth hard. I lay there and looked up at him. He fucked it for a few mounts, then without saying anything he pushed me on my stomach and straddled and fucked my ass again, pulling on my hair. He came inside of me and had me clean him off again! Then he pulled my hair to get me to crawl to the bathroom saying he need to take a piss. He pulled my head over the bowl, and I could tell he looked almost half asleep and started pissing on my face. I drank as much as I could, but this was much more bitter and rank than before. He stopped and was almost half asleep. He told me to clean up and go back to sleep. He walked back and got back into bed, and I cleaned the toilet and floor with my tongue, and splashed some water on my face, dried that off, and went back to the floor. I could hear 3 and 1 getting the shit fucked out of them in the other room. I don’t know what time it was, but it took me a while to go back to sleep. While I lied there, I fingered my hole and patted my cage and had a hard orgasm, and I licked and cleaned it all up so it wouldn’t be on the floor.
1 woke me up the next morning. The Kings were all still asleep. We made them breakfast and cleaned the living room from the night before. When they all woke up the Kings sat at the table, but we all (faggots) had to eat from Dog bowls, at their feet. #3 said it is how King R likes to see faggots eat. Then before the 2 Kings left, King Karter had us (faggots) all go sit in the bathtub. I was in the middle with 1 on my right and 3 on my left. The Kings all pulled out their dick from their pants and started to piss on us at the same time. Like spraying it all over us, we all had our mouths open as they spread it back and forth.
I stayed a bit until 2:30ish to help clean and start meal prep. King Karter gave me the new dildos, cages, and poppers to use when I was gone. That was the last time I was there.
It was pretty shocking because I didn’t know that King Karter could be so like passionate or loving. Like all I saw was the hardcore sex. I didn’t think I would like that kind of sex, with all the kissing. Even growing up I was much more into hardcore, rough, domination, and degradation stuff. So I loved that kind of thing, and felt the lovey-dovey stuff was boring, and I wouldn’t have to worry about it. But I liked how King Karter treated them that last night. I like both, I guess now, the kissing/making out and the abuse and degradation at the same time.
It’s somewhat sad to me that we faggots expect our Alphas to be brutal, animalistic fuckers all the time without even the capacity for tenderness or romantic gestures. I’ve been owned by some passionate Alphas, and some of what King Karter did to Ethan they also did to me. And I was TRANSPORTED by those experiences, and I came to appreciate what was really possible between an Alpha and his faggot.
I was glad King Karter gave that to Ethan, because now Ethan knows the truth!
Honestly, any great Master will mix up the intensity levels and styles of intimacy with his faggots so the faggot will come deeper under his spell. Abusive usage makes the passionate moments that much juicier, that much sweeter.
Of course, when the Kings were together the next morning it was back to business as usual, with an old-fashioned piss party! What a way to finalize ownership after a long weekend of faggot fucking and use!
Here is an update on the last few weeks since I have been back in California. I have been going to the gym almost every day like 1 asked. I have gotten more shredded and lost about 2-3 inches on my waist already. Weight is harder to judge because I think I gained more muscle, but I lost at least 5-7 pounds already. I asked my mom if I could do the cleaning in the Apartment if she would pay me the same amount that she pays the cleaners to come twice a month. At first, she said no, but she finally compromised. I would clean most of the place, and she would cut down the cleaners to come only once a month, and I would get the money she would pay them. I plan on just sending it all to King Karter along with my fag tax. And I got a job as a waiter. It’s not a fancy restaurant like the one we eat at. But I’m just learning, so it’s all good, I guess.
I have had 6 meetings on FaceTime with King Karter. Most are short, like quick check-ins. Mostly when my family is home. The long ones though are when I am home alone, and he has me fuck myself. Or I have to do popper training with him or he watches me do the ones he picks out. Or I fuck myself while he fucks, 3 or 1. And he has had me piss in a glass and had me drink my piss on camera.
I did end up breaking 2 rules, though. 1) I had not shaved in a long while after I got back. And he noticed. I didn’t think it would be a big deal since I was not there, but he was not happy about it. I also had to admit I was not able to control myself and I jerked off twice since I had gotten home, I did tell him all I was thinking about was his big black dick. But he was very angry. I apologized a lot and begged him to forgive me. He had me punish myself I had to do it on FaceTime on my iPad, and also record it on my phone and send it to him. He had me take a hairbrush and hit my balls 30 times, after each time I hit myself I had to say, “I am sorry King Karter for beign a disobedient faggot, I do not deserve a King like you.”
10 times for each infraction. 10 for the facial hair, and 10 for each time I jerked off. By the time I got to 15- 17, I was in bad pain. My balls were bursting and so swollen by the time I was at 20. I tried a lot and begged him to let me stop or take a break, but he said No. He had me do all 30. My balls were so swollen that I could not even take off the ring to the cage when I got off FaceTime. I had to put ice on it, and it took almost a day to go down enough where I could slide it off. I didn’t realize how hard it would be not to jerk off. I learn my lesson and since then, anytime I have had to or want to jerk off I immediately put on one of my cages (the clear one feels the best) and either fuck myself or use my muscle message gun on myself and watch popper trainers. I want to learn how to control myself, but sometimes it’s hard. I also don’t want to be a disobedient fag. I remember in your old blog there was a faggot named Alex, that didn’t want to / or it was hard for him to be in chastity and I don’t want to disrespect King Karter like that. I want to learn, like how Alex learned how to control it and deal with it.
I love that King Karter maintains control with his faggot remotely and in such a highly-detailed manner! It just shows why he is a King, because he maintains strict control over every part of his Kingdom no matter how far!
Chastity and the inability to cum can be a difficult issue for younger faggots. I sympathize with Ethan’s pain. But fighting it will only make it worse (as he discovered). The faggot Ethan mentions from FWA was Chin, not Alex. Chin was/is the faggot owned by Master Jin, a strict straight Master who insists that all of his live-in faggots wear chastity. Chin was very rebellious for a couple of years, and it led to some strident discipline from Master Jin. It got so bad that Master Jin threatened to castrate Chin (Master Jin is a medical doctor and could pull it off). No faggot should ever want to push a Master that far!
But I’m so proud of my brother Ethan for what he’s accomplishing and all of the qualities he’s mastering so that he can fulfill his life’s purpose in service of King Karter or any other great Alpha!
I am currently 100 days locked in a cherry keeper nano. It’s such a mind fuck to go from 7.5 inches to basically flat. I fucking love it. It makes me so submissive and a fucking faggot.
I have a master online that’s local that wants to take my keys and fully get rid of them. I really like it but it scares me for the future of my life. Idk what I should do. I love being a fag
Thank you for the question, brother!
I love hearing stories of brothers who have had positive results from prolonged chastity! I went looking on the Cherry Keeper website for the “nano” cage and couldn’t find that. According to Reddit, the Cherry Keeper “stub” is a tad shorter than a nano, so I’ll include a pic of that one here.
As far as this online Master goes, I do not recommend that you have over your keys to a stranger and allow him to lose them on purpose. I get the kink aspect of it, but if something goes wrong and it needs to come off for some reason, you really don’t want to go through some sort of emergency procedure to remove it.
I know there isn’t much down there anymore, but stop thinking with the little head!
The following post is part of a thread detailing the admission and submission of a new faggot named Ben to a teen Destroyer Alpha named Grayson. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!
It’s rare that a faggot ever has a chance to decide which Alpha it should serve. Usually faggots bounce from one Alpha to the next like pinballs careening haphazardly across a pinball table. And too often, when faggots are given a choice between Alphas, they tend to choose the one that will damage them the most.
Ben is a relatively new faggot, and he finds himself at an emotional crossroads with two Alphas in his life. He is currently owned by a powerful and relatively scary Destroyer Alpha named Grayson. However, he recently started trying to serve a new Protector Alpha named Ethan. See the quandary?
In the last update, we heard how Master Grayson had fucked and bred (and took video of it) an Alpha that Ben was serving on the side. That Alpha was Master Ethan. But the entire experience has left Ben confused and worried.
I’ll let him tell it:
I have another update on my situation with Master Grayson as im unsure of everything I’m feeling. Since my last experience, I am now serving both Master Grayson and my friend (Ethan). I’ve felt different when serving them with Grayson it feels more natural how much cocky, confident, and stronger he is over me, while with Ethan is dominant I’ve felt more secure serving him as he looks out for me more. Despite this I’ve been actively seeking out gay bottoms to fuck on Grindr as well despite submitting for both alphas it’s like this big push and pull for me on both sides.
For master Ethan he has been so kind and rough and dominant but whenever I give him head he always tells me “you’re such a good fucking boy” and “god you give the best head”. It’s such a strange dynamic to me that he can balance both of his personalities so well to the point where I’ve developed feelings for him. Whenever I am with him I feel like I am fulfilling my purpose better and more cared for.
But for master Grayson though he’s ramped up his control of me even more lately. I’ve become an at home slave, chauffeur, and mouth to use and the apartment I moved into recently this month has become less my apartment and his place now with him taking my bed whenever he is over. I’ve been taking his loads almost daily now and recently he has instructed me to wear a buttplug to “train my faggot hole and make it useful for once”.
He also has forced me to download an app that lets him control my entire phone from what I can access and see who I talk to which has lead me to be careful in finding ways to serve Ethan. And just yesterday he told me he hated seeing me get hard from serving him and that I should “be prepared to have your tiny dick locked up fag but you would like that wouldn’t you.”
Personally I don’t know if I’m ready for chastity but I know it’s something I can’t control if Grayson requests it. And I know it seems stupid that I have a caring alpha in Ethan but Grayson’s dominance and cockiness turns something on in me that I can’t escape and it doesn’t help that his workouts this summer have made him more ripped and muscular that it feels impossible to not serve him. I guess I don’t know how to choose between them as it seems if I choose Grayson he has made it clear that I cannot serve anyone else. Any advice?
The differences between the two Alphas couldn’t be any more apparent. Master Ethan, still owning Ben even after that humiliation, shows his Protector Alpha side regularly and isn’t afraid of being kind to his fags. Meanwhile, Master Grayson seems like the villain of every Lifetime Movie Of The Week, He’s stalking, cruel, malicious, and almost hateful.
I can’t really advise Ben to stay with Master Grayson, because I honestly think he’s the wrong Alpha for a new (and struggling) faggot like Ben. Plus, I really kind of worry about Master Grayson’s hyper-possessive attitude.
I told Ben he should talk to Master Ethan about his concerns. There might be some way this intelligent young Alpha can help Ben get away from Master Grayson. But judging from Ben’s closing words – “it feels impossible to not serve him” – I think the toughest part of this battle will be fought inside Ben himself.
Over the years I had something of a professional working relationship with the infamous (now retired) Fag Master, purveyor of the now-defunct FagMaster.com.
While I certainly didn’t agree with everything he had to say on the subject of Hierarchy (particularly some of the abusive stuff), there is no doubt he was instrumental in the popularization of Hierarchy.
Much of his best work was compiled in a notorious book titled Ultra Faggot: An Advanced Guide For Extreme Faggots.
I know quite a few faggots were impacted by this publication over the years, and I still get questions about it today. I don’t entirely endorse it because of its extreme nature, but I think it’s still viable and important for those faggots who wish to push themselves.
Any proceeds from this book will go to Fag Master.
Given that Hierarchy University is seeking to build a reliable repository of new and classic teaching materials on Hierarchy, Fag Master’s Ultra Faggot definitely belongs here.
Hey, it’s sam here. Master Declan contacted me and commanded that I publish this audience-participation game he’s playing with his faggot boyfriend Zack. Please read and play along if you want to!
BED OR BEHIND BARS, you decide!
Hey, it’s Declan.
Zack’s still sleeping in bed, so I figured I’d take a moment to introduce a new feature, one that puts even more control in your hands. How does this sound?
You get to decide if he earns a spot in our bed… or if he gets locked in his cold little jail cell for the night like the good caged slave he is. That means a strict curfew, no cuddles, no warmth and just me closing the cell door with a heavy click of the padlock before I crawl into the master bed alone. And he stays locked up until I’m ready to leave for work in the morning.
Let’s be honest, he looks better on the floor behind bars. And I sleep better knowing he’s exactly where he belongs.
(Story written by a tourist visiting Toronto: @precioushimbo)
I’d been in Toronto for a few days, soaking in the city’s vibe but there was one thing I couldn’t get out of my mind. A fantasy I never thought would actually happen! I took a shot and reached out to one of the most well-known chastity subs and TPE relationships around — Zack & Declan!
I’ve fantasized about this since I got X. Zack is on X and his owner is on 🦋 with the same profile handle: @jktoronto11 (If you don’t follow them, then do it!)
I had to message Declan for final approval, I Flirted, teased, maybe begged a little… and to my surprise, he replied.
We chatted. Fast. Filthy.
An hour or so later, Zack actually showed up at my Airbnb by Declan’s orders. I was shocked!
And yes – he was locked tight 🔒
Fckk, the second I saw him, all I wanted was to bend him over and claim that ass. But I was locked too. Two caged boys, desperate and denied—what could we even do? Still, I tried to play alpha, tested my dominance on him… but he laughed. Turns out being owned in a full-on, no-limits Total Power Exchange made my little power plays seem like child’s games. He didn’t belong to me, I didn’t belong to him our bodies and desires were already owned by others.
And boy, that made it hotter.
The more we talked, the more I felt myself slipping. I was now in the same room asking questions about his life. My head spinning, cock aching, precum dripping constantly. I wanted to be his, even if he was the sub. I craved his control. It didn’t make sense—but I needed it.
Before I knew it, I was cuffed to a chair. Helpless. Horny. Hooked.
We kept talking, teasing, testing limits while I squirmed in my restraints. I felt exposed, vulnerable—and then there was a knock at the door.
My heart stopped. I wasn’t expecting anyone.
My hands were cuffed behind the chair, ankles bound, and a hood over my head left me blind to the world. Vulnerable. Exposed. The tension in the room was thick, and then a knock on the door.
Zack paused. “You expecting someone?” he asked.
I shook my head. “No.”
He checked the peephole and opened the door. I couldn’t see, but I could feel the shift in the air immediately. A new presence entered.
Then a voice: smooth, amused. “Well, well… look at you, babe, playing boss with the tourist. He looks good.”
My heart jumped. I knew that voice wasn’t just anyone. That had to be him—Zack’s Dom. I was stunned. What were the odds? How did I end up in this position?
There was kissing. Intimate. Intense. I could hear everything. Then, the hood was lifted.
And there he was. Declan.
He looked down at me with a calm authority that made me sit a little straighter, despite the cuffs. I couldn’t speak. I didn’t dare.
“Untie him,” he told Zack.
No argument. No hesitation. I was free.
“Hand me the cuffs,” Declan said next. “Both of you—stand in front of each other. Hands on your heads.”
We obeyed. Still silent, still charged with energy.
With skilled hands, Declan clipped a single cuff that locked us together in a very intimate way. He tucked the key into his pocket and said casually, “I’m heading out for lunch—and I need to stop at the store. Talk. Connect. You’re not going anywhere.”
Then he left.
We waited. We talked. We laughed a bit at the absurdity of it all, but underneath that was something real—a spark. We ended up lying on the bed, close, lips brushing. Not fully free, but not trapped either. Just… connected.
Two hours passed before another knock broke the stillness. It was Declan, back.
“Living room,” he ordered. We followed—awkwardly, given our joined state.
“Zack, on your knees.”
As he dropped, I had to drop too, still bound to him.
“Show your friend what devotion looks like.”
As he said that, Zack pulled his cock from his jeans and started to suck. I was then told to place my hands behind my back and watch and not say a word. He sucked him for about 10 minutes and then the moaning started and Zack started to swallow.
Declan turned to me next. “Your turn. Show your respect., clean my cock!”
I did.
When it was over, he tossed the key between us.
“Unlock yourselves. We’re heading out. Nice to meet you, boy. Enjoy Toronto. Zack may keep in touch—I’ll allow it.”
And then they left. I remained on my knees for a moment, breathless, overwhelmed. Alone, but changed.
The End.
Follow Zack & Declan @JkToronto11 on X and 🦋 and check out Declan’s Throne:
The following post is part of a thread chronicling the enslavement of a young faggot named Asher by his actual uncle. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!
One of the bigger surprises I’ve received from running a site like this and deeply covering so many stories is the number of faggots being enslaved into service to family members. I guess I always thought of that as taboo, but I’ve come to know that hierarchy runs deeper than I ever expected.
Asher is a young faggot who has been asking me questions in my “Questions From Readers” inbox about submitting and serving his uncle. I almost elevated Asher’s story to a proper blog thread with his last question about his uncle really claiming him as his faggot. Now I’m doing it because his uncle has really ramped things up.
But before I get to Asher’s update, I want to point out that, in my advice to his last question, I mentioned that chastity was the answer to his situation. With that in mind, listen to this:
I got in chastity but in a different way. You see, once my uncle accepted me as his faggot, he told me that I have to earn action with my dick. Right now, I am only allowed to give him handjob. He has also said me to always stay naked in the house and do chores. But my habit to touch my dick was still a problem. One day, after giving him handjob and cleaning him up with tissue (he has also said that I have to earn his cum), I went in other room and started tot touch my dick. I just wanted to feel my hand that just touched and jerked my God’s dick. But he just barged in and caught me touching my dick and got angry. He grabbed my hand , took me to the bedroom and then tied both my hands at one leg of the bed. “Do not try to untie while I am out.” he said. I nodded and he left. I had never seen him this angry. He has always loved me and cared for me, even after accepting me being a fag. After about 2 hours he came back. He had brought some items in a bag. He untied me and then sat on the bed and made me sit on my knees between his legs.
“Look, I had already told you that you should not touch your nub. That is not how a fag get pleasure. You can only get pleasure if your master fucks you. Your pleasure is dependent on me. And you have disappointed me. So I am gonna you in chastity. I gave you a chance and you failed.”
“I am sorry, I did not mean to do it, but ..”
“No if n buts, you have to wear chastity. Now thank me for making you wear chastity.”
“Thank you uncle for making me wear chastity. “
It was a nice pink chastity, small in size as my dick is already not that big, and he also bought a dog collar.
“You should wear this all the time in the house, no matter what. It will show you your position.”
I honestly felt more faggy when he put on the collar on me. I guess this is how may faggot journey is turning out to be.
It’s pretty amazing to me that Asher’s uncle (a straight Alpha) understands faggot ownership so well. It seems to come to him naturally.
Also, how do straight Men understand chastity and its ability to mold faggots? It’s crazy to me. I guess it’s just a matter of understanding how taking away a faggot’s penis reduces them and forces them to focus.
I really think Asher will benefit from chastity … but that means his uncle will be using him sexually very soon. I hope Asher is ready for that!
What’s up fag took your advice and it submitted to me in seconds it was like throwing a dog a bone. I expected that it was a fag already but I didn’t think it was that desperate. I had it kneel and kiss my shoes first and while it was reluctant at first a few slaps got it slobbering like a dog. It admitted that it was a faggot quickly and I had it yell it louder each time that I think my housemates heard it. Despite feeling amazing owning this fag and it being obedient, my issue is how hard it was getting. It took away from the pleasure of slapping it and forcing it below me when I saw how i could see its dick get hard from licking my feet and even more when I slapped it. I only have a short period of time with this faggot before summer so I want to train it better to break its habits so it can serve better while I can enjoy dominating it without seeing it be hard. I thought about threatening it or telling everyone but didn’t know if that would make the situation worse since I want to psychologically break it and make it completely subservient.
Thank you very much for following up on this situation, Sir!
First of all, congratulations on taking ownership of your first faggot! It sounds like you were exactly right about it, and I’m glad my suggestions worked! I think what you did to get it to loudly admit that it’s a faggot was quite effective; it’s almost like how drill sergeants use loud call/response commands in the armed services to get into the minds of their soldiers!
Now, let’s talk about your complaint, Sir. You’ll remember that I WARNED YOU about using harsh discipline on faggots because they often get excited by it. But you didn’t heed my warning, Sir, and so you ended up with something you didn’t want. It became a vicious cycle of increased violence and increased arousal.
Here’s the other thing: no male can really control their erections naturally. They just happen. I’m sure when you were younger you had erections at inopportune times. They just happen, Sir.
If you don’t want to see your faggot aroused, you must try to resist beating the faggot, Sir. I understand that beating it might be your natural urge, but to get what you want from the faggot, you’ll need to try a different approach … much like the one I outlined for you in my first response.
I might also add this suggestion now that you’ve taken ownership of it: chastity. Lock up your faggot’s skin flap in a chastity cage so that (a) it’ll be prevented from getting a full erection, and (b) it’ll be concealed from your view.
I do suggest that you be the one to lock the faggot in chastity, Sir. This is more official in the mind of the faggot and becomes almost a sacred ceremony for the fag. However, if you’re squeamish about touching the fag there, then you can oversee the faggot locking itself into chastity. Just make sure it’s secured on the faggot properly.
Overall, I’m pleased to hear this news, Sir! I’m glad you now can experience deeper and more resonant power, and the kind of like an Alpha deserves!
A chastity cage is essentially a green light for any Man (Alpha or otherwise) that the guy wearing it can be used however they want.
This is why faggots proudly displaying their cages in gyms often get used in gyms. Alphas pumped with testosterone know they won’t hear “no” when they need to use it.
It’s a holiday today, and I’m home alone, tidying up before Declan gets back from work. Honestly, it sucks that he had to go in today—I was hoping we’d get to spend the day together. I didn’t expect him to come home on his lunch break, but he did. I had the music playing loud while I vacuumed and didn’t hear the door open.
Next thing I knew, he was behind me—his surprise made me yelp so loud I nearly dropped the vacuum. He just laughed and said with a smirk, “Good housewife, cleaning up while I’m out making money.”
Still catching my breath, I asked, “What are you doing home, babe?”
He leaned in close and replied, “There’s a new guy at work. Hot as hell. I’ve been hard all morning just looking at him. I came home to put on some tighter underwear—don’t need everyone noticing.”
Before I could reply, he took my hand and said, “Come with me.” There was a glint in his eye I knew all too well.
He led me to the room where he keeps the jail cell —our little shared secret. “Shhh,” he whispered. Then, with a slow, deliberate motion, he locked one end of a hinged cuff around my balls and the other to the cold iron bar. My hands followed, restrained together in front of me to the bars. I was now kneeling, unable to move without a very noticeable consequence. He took my phone and placed it near by and turned my camera on and said: “Use your watch and turn your camera on to film yourself if you want or don’t. I don’t care”
Declan stepped back smiling. “Move too much, and you’ll feel it,” he warned, brushing his hand down my cheek. “I’m going to the living room to watch some porn and blow a load. I might make a bit of a mess—something for you to deal with after I leave.”
I heard him walk off, and then the unmistakable sounds of moans and motion coming from the other room. I couldn’t move, couldn’t touch—only listen. Time slowed to a crawl. Ten minutes later, he returned, casually unfastened the cuffs, and with a satisfied tone said, “Clean the carpet before I get back,” he said, licking his thumb and brushing it across my bottom lip. “I left you something to remember me by.”
Seconds later, the door shut behind him.
I wish I could say I was strong enough to resist, but I didn’t even think to take a picture for all of you. I just cleaned it up… maybe a little more intimately than I should have as I admit I took a few licks.
Does that make me pathetic licking his cum from the carpet?
All I know is… I’m still aching for him.
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I’ve been coming to terms recently with the fact that I am a faggot. Because of your website, you’ve inspired me and now I’m interested in locking my penis up in a chastity cage to start my fag journey, but I don’t know where to start.
Do you have any recommendations for where I can start looking for a good quality cage? Or do you have any yourself that you personally prefer and would recommend to other fellow fags? Any other tips or tricks for a good- fitting cage?
Thanks so much!
Hi brother! Thank you for the question!
Congratulations on accepting your faghood and for considering chastity! I think you’re on the verge of something wonderful and fulfilling!
My very best advice for newbies to chastity is that you should find a cheap silicone cage (Amazon has several) in order to find the right size for you (sizing isn’t as easy as it seems) without spending a bunch of money. Theoretically at that price point you could buy a couple of sizes and find the best fit.
Once you get accustomed to wearing it and you’ve found a good size, you can invest in something sturdier and cleaner, like stainless steel.
I recommend that you shave the entire area and keep it free of hair; that will make it more comfortable. And you can use talc or something like that to prevent chaffing.
I hope it goes well with you on your new journey! Chastity will change everything for you, I promise!
It’s been a couple of days since we arrived at the cottage.
I had settled into a routine, one that revolved around taking care of the men.
The men:
My boyfriend: Declan & his buddy: Rick
My daily routine included:
Waking up earlier than them and doing Rick’s morning chores, which included: Watering the grass, flowers, and plants, setting up the beach chairs, gathering fresh towels and cleaning the outdoor shower, preparing the coffee, picking up the beer cans and bottles around the firepit
Declan usually slept in, but Rick was up early, sitting quietly on the deck. When I saw him, I’d bring him his coffee and sit with him briefly before getting back to my chores. He’d sip his coffee, smoke his cigarettes, and watch me.
On the second morning, Rick said, “Declan is a lucky guy to have such an obedient boyfriend. You should be proud of yourself.”
I blushed. I was proud of myself.
Once Declan woke up, he’d join Rick on the deck. I made sure his coffee was ready and kept both their mugs topped up.
One of my additional tasks was applying suntanning oil to both of them. It was always a struggle doing Rick—his toned body made my chastity cage strain uncomfortably.
That day, Rick gave me a few extra tasks:
Carrying firewood to the pit, setting up a cooler full of beer and ice by the beach and laying out towels for tanning
I laid out three towels, but later noticed one had been removed and folded away. I guess that meant I wasn’t tanning with them today.
By 2 PM, the men were well into their drinks. I was allowed to join in and had a couple beers myself. While watering the grass, I saw them both approach. Declan kissed me gently—and while I was distracted, Rick grabbed my arm from behind.
Before I knew what was happening, they had me on the ground. I was lying on my stomach, confused, as they handcuffed my wrists behind my back.
Me: “What’s going on, guys? You know I’d comply willingly.”
Declan: “Be quiet, Zack.”
They lifted me to my feet and escorted me to a bushy area near the trees. One cuff was released only to reattach my arms—this time around the trunk of a tree. I was now kneeling, helpless, my hands secured around the bark.
Declan walked away. Rick crouched in front of me, looked me in the eye, then spat on my face.
Rick: “Your boyfriend and I want to enjoy some drinks and a book by the lake. If we hear a peep from you, I’ll stuff one of my dirty socks in your mouth and duct tape it shut.
Just relax. Enjoy nature. We’ll be watching from the lake.”
It was the first time Rick had ever asserted such dominance. I was stunned. Humiliated. And I couldn’t do a thing—just kneel there, his spit drying on my face.
What I didn’t know was that Declan had logged into my X account and posted:
“At a buddy’s cottage. Who wants me to cuff Zack, drag him into the woods, tie him fully naked to a tree and piss all over him while we drink in the sun? Maybe Rick adds his too. 😈
Hit up my throne if you want to make it happen. Just added: Cottage Soaking While Stored.”
@keyofkink—someone I regularly chat with—saw it. And apparently, he helped make Declan’s “wish” come true. (He requested I stay clothed)
An hour passed before Declan returned. He kissed me and said he loved me. Then he unzipped his shorts, pulled out his cock, and let loose.
He pissed all over me—face, shirt, shorts—everything soaked in his golden spray. Then, without a word, he walked away.
Thirty minutes later, still drenched and stinking of piss, Rick strolled over.
Me: “Any chance I could get something to drink? It’s hot. Maybe a water? Or beer?”
Rick smirked, then without a word, pulled out his cock.
It was thick, uncut, and glistening with pre-cum. He must have seen my jaw drop, because he laughed.
Rick: “Sure. Open up, urinal.”
I knew I wasn’t getting water. I opened my mouth. His sun-warmed cock slid in, and he held my head.
Rick: “Drink up.”
He pissed. I swallowed. As much as I could. Some of it spilled out, but I didn’t resist. He eventually stepped back and walked away.
And I stayed there, tied up, watching them lounge by the lake—laughing, drinking, being men.
This went on for hours. Occasionally, one would come piss on me again, or in me. At one point Rick came by and said:
Rick: “Declan’s napping. I told him I’d take care of you. Open up.”
I expected more piss. But once his cock slid into my mouth, it got hard—and stayed hard.
He didn’t say much. He just started thrusting. Slowly at first, then more forcefully.
He used my throat like a toy. I gagged at first, but eventually my body adjusted. He fucked my face for about twenty minutes, until he came hard down my throat.
He pulled out and looked at me.
Rick: “Here’s a towel. I’m removing the cuffs. Strip—get naked.”
I obeyed. Standing naked in front of him, he looked down and burst out laughing.
Rick: “What the fuck is that? Declan never told me your cock’s locked.”
Me: “He didn’t do it for this trip. I’ve been locked for over 330 days. I haven’t seen or touched my cock in almost a year.”
He cuffed my hands in front and pointed to the shower.
Rick: “Go clean up. You’re barbecuing after.”
As I turned to leave, towel in hand, he called after me:
Rick: “Excuse me?! Aren’t you going to thank me for my load?”
I turned, dropped to my knees, kissed his feet.
Me: “Thank you. Your seed was amazing—it’ll give me energy to serve you both later.”
Rick: “That’s hot. Okay—go.”
True story… the end
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I’ve never seen an Inversion Technique done like this before! Pretty fascinating!
I love the way that special cage locks the sissy’s clit inside the body! Almost perfectly flat!
I think I might be interested in trying that!
What about you??
Whether you’re owned or unowned, I think chastity is something all faggots need to consider. It will deepen your appreciation of both your own submission, as well as the value of true Men!
I’m reaching out because I’m really struggling and could use your guidance. I’m a faggot with a micropenis, barely 2 inches hard, and I’m honestly so ashamed of it. I love serving straight alpha guys who probably dont care about my size, which should feel like a relief, but my shame keeps holding me back from fully embracing my submissive side. I’m terrified they’ll notice my tiny dick during play and judge me, even if they’re focused on their own pleasure. It makes me second-guess my worth as a sub, and I end up holding back instead of being the devoted, slutty faggot I want to be. I also want to try things like chastity cages to lean into my role, but I’m too embarrassed to even look for gear that fits because it means facing my size head-on. Worst of all, I don’t know how to come clean about my micropenis to new doms. I feel like I need to warn them upfront, but I’m scared it’ll ruin the vibe or make me seem less desirable, even if they’re not focused on my cock. How do you get past this kind of shame to feel confident as a sub? Any advice on how to be honest with straight doms about my size in a way that’s upfront but keeps the dynamic hot and doesn’t make it a big deal? I’d love to hear how you’d handle this or any tips to own my role despite feeling so insecure. Please help!
Thank you for the question, brother! Although, I must admit it’s an extremely odd one …
I was born with a baby boy penis, too (not technically a micropenis, but close enough), and I guess there was some embarrassment in years 15-17 of my life. I knew I was tiny compared to my straight friends I’d seen naked or the other guys in the locker room at school, but my friends never picked on me about it (we had a mutual friend, a fat guy named Nuge, who had a micropenis and he was always walking around naked – so he asked for the razzing from us).
When I say there was some embarrassment, it was because I was living a lie during those years and having unsatisfying sex with females.
Of course, at age 17 my world was turned upside down when my Alpha best friend forced me into service, and I never used my penis sexually again. No Alpha I’ve ever been with has ever seriously cared about my penis. I’ve never gotten hard while servicing an Alpha. It’s simply been a NON-ISSUE.
But you’re making an issue out of that non-issue, which is definitely weird. If you’re embarrassed about your micropenis, get a flat-front chastity cage and eliminate it altogether. In fact, doing this will actually attract Alphas to you, because I’ve definitely proven that Men (especially straight Alphas) are fascinated and turned-on in some way at the sight of a sub male who has accepted its truth.
In other words, your psychological issue is getting in the way of actually serving, which then creates a negative-feedback loop. You need to break that loop, brother. Lock up whatever you have, dress it up as nicely as possible, and embrace it!
I’m a 24 year old faggot, and I have a slight dilemma.
So I’ve been servicing this Alpha for nearly 2 years now. He likes to take charge both in bed and in just our daily lives. He keeps the key to my chastity cage and only lets me out every so often for the occasional cleaning while in the shower. I cook for Him, clean for Him and service His needs whenever he wants. He lets me drink His piss, swallow His cum, and He usually will dump a load or two in my ass on the regular in return. He made me get a PA piercing a while back to keep the cage more secure (after a few escape attempts). He doesn’t like it when I ejaculate. He prefers I stay locked and horny so that I can better service Him and make sure He gets to cum a couple times a day. I’ve gotten used to having a constant, underlying feeling of horniness.
The other day He told me that he wants to pay for me to get a vasectomy. He said that the idea of knowing that I’ve lost the ability to reproduce (even though I never would have, otherwise) really turns Him on. He wants me to get a permanent vasectomy so that it can’t be reversed. He says that my libido wouldn’t be affected and that I would still stay as horny as I always do because I would still have my balls producing enough testosterone hormones, but that I simply would not be able to ejaculate sperm. I would become an even more non-man than I already am and would simply reinforce the power dynamics even further. He’s right that I don’t need the ability to reproduce anyway. I guess I’m conflicted. Do I go through with it and let them snip me? Apparently, the procedure is pretty quick and painless and recovery isn’t too difficult. Should I do it, Sam?
Thanks for writing to me, brother!
Hmmm … I didn’t know there even was such a thing as an irreversible vasectomy. That’s interesting.
You sound resigned to the fact that you were not born to create and father children, so I don’t really see why you couldn’t go through with the vasectomy. It really just depends on how firmly you believe that truth about yourself.
