I showed my dad my letter and I read through the posts on Jimmy. I haven’t shown my dad the website yet.

After my dad read the letter we had another great conversation and I’m starting to feel a lot more stable about it. He was happy pleased with the way I portrayed him and told me that being a faggot and being his faggot would never mean I wasn’t his son or that he didn’t love me. He said I didn’t need to be afraid.

He did say he knew what I was for a long time because of my taking their dirty underwear and just the way that I am (which is embarrassing, but here we are). He finally thought I was ready and he needed a release.

Since I swallowed his load on Saturday he seems like he’s more actively taking on the alpha role. As I said before he would just wear underwear around the house, but now he’s been just walking around naked flaunting. He’s been having me suck his dick when he wants.

I’ve been reading your website for a bit and I want to be a good boy for him. I talked to him about locking up my dick. He wasn’t familiar with chastity but thinks it is a good idea, and says he will be my keyholder if I buy a cage. I asked about calling him sir or master, but he just wants me to keep calling him dad.

Need to say thank you for your reassurance. He told me he is going to take me to the gym after my classes today to start tightening up my ass and I’m really excited and intimidated for what that probably means since I’ve only sucked before.

Thank you for writing back to me, brother!

First of all, is there some way you can use names for everybody? Even if they’re fake names. I want to be able to turn your story into a proper thread on the site, but I can’t do it anonymously because of the nature of site categorization. Thank you!

I’m really glad that you were able to talk to your Dad about everything and share your letter with him. It sounds like he’s supremely confident about his own Alphahood and how he’s guiding you in your development as a faggot. I wish more Alpha fathers understood and appreciated the truth of hierarchy as well as he does!

Chastity is a great idea, and I think once he sees his little faggot son locked up he will understand the value of it. I hope he takes the lead in locking you if you decide to proceed with it. I think you will really benefit from it, but I think your Dad will also benefit.

He is definitely going to fuck and breed you. I wanted to tell you that in my first response, because I could tell from his questions that he was already thinking along those lines. Now there is no doubt. Again, this situation is quite normal hierarchically (even though it sounds insane from the outside-looking-in). If you read Jimmy’s thread, you know that his father has bred him many times. You just have to disassociate it from being a father/son situation, and look at it as Alpha/faggot or predator/prey. Think of it in animal terms, because that’s what is really at the root of it.

Just continue to follow his lead and obey his orders. I have a question: where is your older Alpha brother in all of this? Is he not around? Is this being kept secret from him if he is around? As you know, Jimmy is used by both his father as well as his two brothers, and that is not the first time I’ve encountered that type of faggot sharing within families.

Thank you again for writing, little brother! You’re in my thoughts!

Love,

sam the faggot

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Sam Im a sub and going thru the process of accepting that I am a faggot – leaving all that is involved but I think lower ? It’s there such thing as being lower ? If so ca you explain the difference if there is any between a faggot and an object ?

Thank you for writing in, brother!

I’m proud of you for embracing your truth and exploring the many facets of it! I highly recommend chastity before you start exploring elsewhere, just because the things you learn from that help with everything else.

As far as “object” goes, I don’t consider it to be a realistic goal. Nobody can just be a “table” or a “coat rack” for the rest of their lives. More realistic are the many layers of slavery that can be achieved with the right Master. I’ve known faggots who were pure slaves locked away in cages when not in use, denied clothing, etc.

So there are many ways to go. Just try chastity first.

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Hi Sam —

This isn’t so much a question as it is an announcement/reminder of the truth of hierarchy. I’ve been experimenting with chastity for a while now but haven’t combined it with serving men (I guess I was just practicing with myself, getting comfortable). Anyway, tonight I met up with this amazing Black alpha. He had the body of a Greek god and his cock with perfect – 8″ and not too thick. I worshipped his pecs and abs before dropping to my knees and nursing on this amazing cock.

Like a good fag, I stayed locked and wore a jockstrap to contain myself. He fucked me relentlessly and now I’m sitting here feeling this weird feeling I haven’t felt in a while, and it hit me: he cunted me. I’m in such deep subspace right now and I feel a mix of sorrow and yearning for him. Maybe it’s because this was the first time I was fucked while in chastity, but it feels like it just hit me harder than ever before.

Is this what its like to be fucked in chastity?

Thank you for writing to me, brother!

I’m so proud of you for taking chastity seriously! It’s a huge step in the progress of a faggot (I actually wish I had been put into chastity 30 years ago!), and yes, it does affect how you process your sexual service! It heightens your senses and mental state, and deepens your submission better than any bottle of poppers ever could.

These qualities are vital for a true cunting to occur, mainly because you’re totally focused on your hole while being fucked. The sensations of every stroke reverberate through the body with greater intensity. It’s like strong strums of a guitar inside a large metal space. Eventually the vibrations compound until they reach critical mass.

I think you experienced something like that with this black Alpha.

First of all, congratulations on being able to serve that black Alpha. They’re amazing Kings, aren’t they? He no doubt appreciated being served by a serious faggot in chastity! I’m wondering if you were fully cunted, because you didn’t describe many of the traditional cunting symptoms that occur during the act of getting fucked. Maybe you left that out, though.

What you DID describe is something I call “The Void”. I wrote about that HERE. Now, cunting and “the void” are intimately related, so perhaps you WERE cunted. But you’re definitely describing the void, a feeling I STILL have that I connect to certain Alphas who’ve fucked and cunted me. When Alphas describe our pussies as “hungry”, this void is exactly why. The void makes our pussies ache to be filled again and again.

Chastity only intensifies that feeling … deepens it.

I sincerely hope you’re going to serve that black King again! Thanking him for cunting and voiding you might be a great way to trigger his ego and make him feel like a god! Try it!

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The following post is part of a thread following the story of Titouan, an 18-year-old French faggot currently owned by an older straight Alpha. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!

I think most faggots become apprehensive when an Alpha suggests chastity. There’s this distinct and somewhat terrifying feeling of helplessness that washes over them, as if they’re about to be tossed off a cliff and into an abyss, lost forever.

But here’s the surprise: chastity actually does the opposite. Yes, the faggot’s sex organs are tossed off a cliff, so to speak, but instead of falling into an abyss, the faggot finally learns to FLY.

Chastity is such a useful tool to get a faggot to accept its truth and more deeply experience what it was born to know: that it was never meant to be a Man, never meant to use its penis like Men, and never meant to penetrate or reproduce like Men.

Titouan is a faggot who was definitely born a faggot and embraced that purpose from a young age. Chastity is a natural progression for him. Until now, Titouan hasn’t really been confronted by that as a permanent possibility, but now that he’s owned by a kinky, straight, married Alpha, that possibility is looking more like a reality:

Hello, I hope everything is ok on your side. Very hot in France these days. I went to pool, exciting for me as twink and young faggot, seeing other boys and men in speedos (only authorised swimwear in most french pools). Just moments of humiliation when some other boys have big bulges in their speedos and luv the girls to look at them,  I have not the same and some call me petite bite (tiny dick) and make fun, but true they are in a different category and I admire them.

Fortunately my Alpha straight Daddy just sent me a message, he wants me tomorrow afternoon in his secret second apartment in Paris. I must bring the chastity cage he made me buy, he writes “demain je  la fixe” which means tomorrow he’s going to lock it on my little dick. I suppose he may keep the key when he will send me back home. I know it won’t be seen under the boyish white briefs (as on the above title picture) I must wear, means no pb if my sisters at home or other boys in sport lockerroom see me in underwear (except they laugh at my whities but this not new).

My Alpha Daddy told me it’s fair rule a young faggot like me has to wear chastity and feel humiliation and frustration, pleasure being reserved for real men. I know he is right, big frustration yes, very jealous of other boys, but at same time I luv to feel  so much his superiority as Alpha straight and mature Male, and my place as twink who has to serve superior men like him.

He also sends me other videos showing my duties , I luv them as I must do the same, do you think they are good examples ?

Here is the video Titouan’s Master sent him:

You can hear Titouan’s nervousness in his message, and I get it. But ultimately, the humiliation he already feels wearing his tighty-whiteys and his little boy pee-pee around other guys can’t be any worse by wearing a cage. In fact, I think Titouan wearing a chastity cage will only make straight males that see it better understand his purpose and use him more. There have been plenty of experiences just like that documented on this site.

So I encourage Titouan to be proud of his Master putting him in permanent chastity, and use it to his advantage. There’s so much education Titouan can provide these other straight Men and Alphas who are curious about why he wears his cage, and what it means to be a faggot!

I love this faggot’s refreshingly joyful attitude toward chastity! It’s so healthy and proud! Chastity is a great thing for faggots! Embrace it!

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!

I was a little surprised to look back into the archives and find that it’s only been a little bit more than a month ago since Ben last updated me. It felt like it had been months. I guess my life has been a little too hectic!

Ben’s situation is extraordinarily frustrating because he keeps ping-ponging between two straight Masters, Master Grayson and Master Ethan. In the past, I harshly labelled Master Grayson as a Destroyer Alpha based on his rather cruel treatment of Ben as well as the Orwellian insistence on surveilling Ben’s every waking moment. On the other hand, Master Ethan seemed to be more of a Protector type, warmer and more comforting. I very much preferred that Ben stick to serving Master Ethan and leaving Master Grayson in the past.

Well, as usual with Ben, things have taken another sharp left turn:

I wanted to write again for an update so you know what’s happening and if you have any advice for me. For better or worse, I am unable to serve Ethan anymore as he has recently found a partner who he devotes his time to. I want to say I was okay with it and I listened to your advice  and stopped trying but when I found out, I made a slightly rash decision and confronted him in person why he was dating someone and in a way confessed I had feelings for him. He told me to get on my knees and crawl to him to suck him off, which I did and I thought something would happen but he simply said “you’re such an obedient boy but you’re just a hole” and “you’re just so desperate to serve me as a slave but not as a boyfriend”. After that I haven’t seen him besides the ocassional run-in but he won’t text to meet up anymore.

Since then it’s stupid but I have spiraled a bit since I didn’t really have anyone to lean on besides Grayson. He has been helpful in keeping me motivated to work out and keep going to fulfill my work and also tasks as an apartment slave. However, he has also been more brutal with me lately not sure if he’s taking advantage of me by making me cook more for him and his gf, give him more money to sustain his lifestyle, and lately even loaning me out to his friends to use as a cumdump. It feels so humiliating because with the spiral I’ve thought all I can do now is serve Grayson and that’s all my mind has been on but since he’s mostly satisfied now with a gf it feels even worse that when I give head or am a hole now it’s just for his friends not even him.

The last thing that has really cemented things has been last week Grayson allowed me to take off my chastity for the first time in over 2.5 months and told me to invite someone over to let me top for the first time in a while. I was excited to finally take off the chastity and do something but when the time came, I couldn’t perform at all and couldn’t get it up and because of the chastity the guy I was supposed to hook up with said I was too small. To make things worse Grayson was in the apartment for this as he said he wanted to show me how pathetic I had become and he ended up locking me in a smaller cage and facefucking the guy I was supposed to top in front of me. I’m ashamed to admit that watching that made me harder but I couldn’t really do anything restrained by the cage. He ended up telling me that he is now locking me in chastity forever and to always remember this day as the reason why I don’t deserve to be free.

These events have me really spiraling as I accepted I was a slave of sorts, but this has really cemented how lowly I am. I wasn’t enough to be a bf, not enough to be my master’s hole, and also not good enough to be a top anymore. I am trying to accept all this but it’s hard and I’ve been trying to win back Grayson after all this as being unable to be used by him has made me realize a lot how much I want it. It has been a lot, but I promise I am alright, it’s just good to write this out as this space has been helpful in navigating everything.

I didn’t see that coming!

First of all, what a shame that Master Ethan did that to Ben. So much for the “Protector Alpha” label! In fact, he dismissed Ben in the ugliest way possible, something Ben didn’t deserve given how faithfully he served Master Ethan.

That dismissal brought Ben back into the clutches of Master Grayson.

I can easily see why Ben ended up here. He’s a good faggot who simply wants to serve. I wish Master Grayson had even a semblance of a clue about that, because maybe then he’d appreciate what he owns. Good faggots are hard to find, and clearly Master Grayson loves owning a faggot. It seems to me he should start to value his possessions more.

But I can say that Master Grayson has some incredible natural instincts for a straight Alpha. That move he pulled with Ben, letting Ben out of his chastity cage in order to humiliate his ineffectiveness by forcing Ben to watch him do the very thing Ben couldn’t do is a brutal twist on The Nuclear Option I’ve spoken about so many times before. It actually took my breath away. You can’t find that technique in a “Alpha domination manual” or in a film. That is PURE ALPHA INSTINCT in action! I’ve experienced it, and I’ve seen so many Alphas use variations of this technique so many times that it simply cannot be coincidence. It must be something inborn into them!

We can hear Ben’s growth from that experience. He feels more submissive, more fulfilled, more resigned to his true hierarchical place.

But that doesn’t mean I don’t want something kinder for my sincere little brother!

Hey Brother sam, i watched a video a while ago on your platform, but can’t seem to find it now. It was a fairly long video with a fag using a toy on his pussy to cum hands-free (multiple times)while he was caged. i searched for it using many different phrases to describe the video content, and nothing came up. If you deleted it, would it be possible to get a link for it?

Thanks.

your fellow fag, mark

Thank you for writing, brother!

I’m usually pretty good about tracking down clips when people ask for them, but there is so much porn on this site that it can be a tall order to hunt them down. Sadly, I was unable to find the clip you wanted to see.

But it’s in the haystack somewhere. I never delete anything.

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Collaring faggots isn’t something that comes up often here on the site. I remember covering straight Masters Nick and Matt when they collared their faggots back in the days of FWA. More recently, Master Anthony collared his special faggot Fabien with a pendant that read “Anthony” to clearly mark Fabien as his property. It’s simply not something that is done as often as you’d think.

Whenever a Master asks me about presenting a faggot with either a chastity cage or a collar, I always advise them to turn it into a ceremony. Make it a special, solemn moment between a Man and his faggot. These are, after all, the “wedding rings” of hierarchy. Masters Nick and Matt loved to make caging and collaring their faggots into a day-long event that led up to the moment when they were locked in place. I loved that so much, and so did their faggots!

The subject of collaring came up on the Hierarchy University Discord (JOIN NOW) recently, and one of the older Alphas on the server, a wise, no-nonsense Alpha named Master V, chimed in with some terrific information that I wanted to share.

To set it up, a faggot named @joshfaglondon asked: “Just wondering if anyone has had, or been to, a formalized collaring ceremony? As a worshipful faggot who dreams about being a full-time boy wife, I fantasize a lot about professing my love and loyalty, making lasting promises, and handing over my rights to Sir in front of a supportive congregation. Do these events really happen? Do any Alphas share this fantasy, or is it just wannabe fagbrides like me?”

Here’s what Master V said in response:

Yes, they happen. They are a semi-formal affair, considering the topic. It’s not really a wedding ceremony thing where you declare vows and some Entity standing between you now declares you connected. It’s more intimate, or inter-personal, where the dominant and the submissive acknowledge the collar and commitment between themselves in front of a couple witnesses.

There can also be the confusing situation where this same process is split in to two or three parts/stages and goes deeper into the formalities and protocols. (Think of “the old days” when you started with the courtship, then ask dad for permission followed by the engagement, and finally the wedding.)

To make it even more confusing the order they happen can be reversed.

Basically you have the ‘collaring’ ceremony, and a ‘signing’ ceremony. (Usually in that order. And if 3 staged, the middle one a mix of the two.)

The collar represents the bonding ring .. In the first, more common usage, it is the wedding ring. Once it’s on , you’re part and parcel with the owner’s household.

In the split format, you get the probationary collar. (Or household collar or temp…or whatever collar. [It comes with an adjective.]) Think of that like an engagement ring. And to make matters even more confusing, this might be the promissory ring if you live in separate towns for example. Until one moves to the other’s town, then it might work up to be an engagement.

Then there’s the signing ceremony — this is that indenture contract, the BDSM or Slave contract you hear about. This ceremony is the one with the more formal pomp and circumstance, for good reason. That document is the prenup, the wedding vows, the license and certificate all rolled into one. Treat it with that respect and be serious with the terms.

And for the collars themselves… Each ceremony may come with a new collar… or maybe the first is the one you’ll always wear….. with adjustments.

Ever noticed how some are small thin things with one ring, while others are heavy things with rings all around and usually come with some specialized locking mechanism? There’s your different levels of the collaring ceremony on full display.

** for some of you, you’re not going to be able to see your elders in the same light here…

That small thin, no rings collar used to be called a choker. A tight leather ribbon necklace. Back before the 70s that was free and unowned, but looking to settle down. In the late 60s it became a fashion statement, much like how the leather jacket went from something you earned to something you bought at Walmart.

Then you have the more sturdy, buckled collar – usually with a single D-ring on the front. There’s that promissory collar. Sometimes you’ll even here of a Notice of Intent being put out by the dominant, which is basically a formal notice to other dominants you’re looking at – or courting – this submissive, so hands off. (Just remember, it also lets those others know to report issues they may see or know of to him as well.)

This is followed by the more heavy leather collar versions, with an odd number of rings. Still buckled, but maybe able to take a paddle lock to show more permanence, to represent that engagement. If the dominant puts out a Letter of Intent here, it may come with terms for the submissive like a “starter” contract which would require the submissive to agree and sign. At this point, whether living in the dominant’s home or not, you are to be his and his alone.

And finally comes the signing ceremony. That pseudo-formal contract protocol. The wedding, where your collar stops being symbolic. The buckles might be removed and it riveted on. Or maybe the leather band is replaced for a solid metal one. Or the chain collar went from a small key lock, to a medium combo lock, to now welded closed.

I must admit there was a lot here I’d never heard expressed in such linear terms before, but much of it makes sense. These sequential steps Master V outlines here really highlights the layers of depth that exists in the Master/faggot dynamic!

I do wonder why Alphas have gotten away from collaring their faggots. Part of me thinks it has to do with the new freedom gays enjoy in the Western world, where many feel collaring faggots “dehumanizes” them.

But every faggot I’ve ever known who has been collared was deeply moved by the experience and cherish their collar. So the act and ceremony of collaring isn’t dehumanizing, but rather empowering. Wearing it honors both the faggot and its Owner. It’s something deserving of ceremony and celebration!

I thank Master V for describing these traditional collaring ceremonies, acts that deepen the commitment between Masters and their faggots and emphasize the purpose of each!

The following post is part of a thread following the story of Titouan, an 18-year-old French faggot currently owned by an older Alpha. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!

I’ve been self-caged since 2021 (minus my imprisonment, obviously), and it’s wonderful. But still, if I need to become freed from the cage at any point, I can do that. I have the key.

But it’s an entirely different equation when a faggot is caged by a Master who will also be the keyholder. The faggot often (understandably) becomes anxious because it truly no longer has a choice except to obey. Locked up permanently for the foreseeable future. Can be scary, especially for younger faggots like sweet little Titouan!

Speaking of which, Titouan returns with an update about his straight, married Master and his new designs for his new faggot.

I’m Titouan french boy, in a recent relationship with a straight mature Daddy, he loves twinks like me (secretly to preserve his straight and family life) and loves a lot to use me, make me lick him everywhere, suck his big dick, offer him all my body. I feel lucky to be his young faggot with duty to serve a dominant straight male like him.

This week he says he wants me to buy a chastity cage and bring it next time, so he can fix it on me and keep the key. It already happened I had to wear one but not with him and was only for very short time. He tells me reasons why he demands this, I try to translate his words from French:  says for a boy like me respect to my Alpha includes chastity rule, having not any sort of sex relationship with anybody and not being able to touch myself. And knowing his boy has chastity cage when not with him makes him sure of my strict fidelity. Of course as Alpha male he remains free and fidelity obligation is only for me as jeune pédale (young faggot). Seems a fair rule. He adds I must buy small size as I have a little boyish dick, only there to be laughed at by real men or other boys.

I understand Alpha males have unlimited right to pleasure, and at same time chastity is fair rule for faggots. I was asked if I ever had my dick sucked, I answered the truth, yes Sir it happened, last time was some weeks ago a girl wanted to suck me and did it, and yes it was great. I understand with chastity rule it’s going to be forbidden now. Big frustration yes, but I like the idea it pleases my Daddy so much. I feel the superior men and boys have right to maximum pleasure as often as they want, and I must only think of serving them. Isn’t it correct ?

This is an exciting step for Titouan in his service to his new Master! I love it when straight Alphas take ownership of a faggot and their instincts kick in to lock up their fag in chastity (among other things). It’s just so natural. Men have a drive to transform everything they own to meet their own needs, whether it’s jerry-rigging highchairs to make caring for infants easier or building a treehouse in the backyard to keep the kids occupied or adding parts to their cars to make them louder, cooler, and faster. It’s just the nature of Men, and especially Alphas.

A faggot is simply another thing they own and build to satisfy their needs.

Titouan’s Master sounds like he’s enjoying Titouan’s service enough that he wants to make modifications in Titouan so that his new faggot will be even more pleasurable! I love it!

But I really love Titouan’s submissive, willing attitude when it comes to these demands from his Master! He’s much like Fabien, Jimmy, or Giovanni in that respect! They’re all exemplary faggots who typify the proper attitude toward service at any cost … even their useless penises!

Love you, Titouan!

The following post is part of a column written by a 40-something experienced faggot who calls himself “Mr. Fag”. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!

Dear Sam,

This is Mr. Fag.  In the grand scheme of things of Alpha-fag dynamics, where raw dominance meets yielding surrender, one truth stands eternal: the limp cock is the fag’s crown.  Too many eager holes chase the illusion of hardness, thrusting their pathetic stubs forward like beggars at a feast.  Alphas recoil—and rightly so.  A fag’s cock, rigid and insistent, screams “equality,” shattering the sacred asymmetry of the room. Limpness? That is poetry. It is the visual hymn to your role: soft, dangling, and utterly irrelevant. Watch an Alpha’s eyes light up when your meat hangs slack, a silent vow that this hole is his altar, not a rival shaft.

Limpness isn’t mere optics—it’s physiological gospel for fag’s greedy guts. Pleasure should cascade from the hole upward, a prostate symphony that floods the fag’s system with bliss without demanding the crude machinery of an erection.

True ecstasy is found in the Sacred Circuit:

• The P-Spot Pulse: Anal stimulation hijacks the pudendal nerve, spiking dopamine and oxytocin.
• Blood Flow Prioritization: When the fag remains flaccid, their body directs blood flow to the internal erogenous zones rather than the superficial swell of the shaft.
• The Tension Trap: Forcing a boner chokes the pipeline. Tension builds in the corpora cavernosa, diverting neural energy away from your core and toward a distracting, masculine urgency.

Stay soft, and every thrust becomes a full-body wave. Fag’s glans will tingle passively, the balls will churn surplus seed, and the fag will remain an open vessel for hours rather than a ticking clock.

Alphas sense this instinctively. To them, a hard fag is a distraction—a mechanical competitor in a space that requires a vacuum. A limp one, however, is a pure invitation: “Ruin me, Sir.” It signals that the fag has successfully surrendered their own agency to prioritize his manhood.

We must cultivate this state. It is a discipline, not an accident.

1. Edging via the Rear: Practice solo with plugs, breathing through the urge to touch yourself.
2. Mirror Affirmations: Look at your softness. Recognize that the power is not in what stands up, but in what opens up.
3. Wellness through Yielding: Reduced erectile strain means healthier vessels and the elimination of the “refractory blues.”  The fag becomes an evergreen resource for Alpha’s pleasure.

Limpness isn’t weakness; it is the fag’s superpower. Embrace the hang, brothers. Let it swing free while the real work happens behind the scenes.

Respectfully,

Mr. Fag

I’m not sure what to make of this entry, brother. I tend to agree that Alphas hate seeing fags with hard dicks, but I believe fags should be caged rather than “flopping around”. That’s just my opinion, though.

~ sam the faggot

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After dinner, I was left cuffed in my jail cell for a while. Eventually Declan came over and asked if I wanted out, but only if I agreed to be tied to the chair and he will unlock my cock.

“FUCK YES SIR, PLEASE SIR!!!” I immediately replied.

My handcuffs were removed, I was let out of the cell, stripped naked, and sat down on the chair. He blindfolded me, tied me securely to the chair, and left me there.

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After some time, I felt movement around my chastity cage. He unlocked the Prince Albert piercing lock, then removed the cage entirely. For the first time in a long while, my cock was completely free.
I asked if I was going to be allowed to jerk off or get any kind of release, but noise-canceling headphones had already been placed over my ears, so I couldn’t hear if he answered.

A few moments later, I felt the cage being locked back on, without any sexual touch at all. Just clinical. Cold. Done.

My hands were freed, the headphones were removed, and I was led (still blindfolded) into the bedroom. He had me lie down on the bed and cuffed my hands together above my head. A blanket was pulled over me, and I felt him climb into bed beside me.

All he said was, “Goodnight.”

All night long, I couldn’t stop thinking about how my cock felt strangely cramped, constantly swelling and straining, like it was too big for the cage. It kept trying to break free but couldn’t. Obviously.
In the morning, Declan left for work. Before he went, he unlocked the handcuffs. I stayed in bed for a while longer.

Later, while having my coffee, I finally looked down… and realized the chastity cage on my cock wasn’t the same one.
It was much smaller.

He had switched my cage yesterday and downsized me from a size S to a size N+.
🥺

➡️You can see a few videos of my new chastity on our JFF.
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I have no idea why he did it.
I have no idea how long he plans to keep me in the smaller one.

I do know a lot of you are loving this, my messages have been flooded with people telling me I should be downsized.

➡️Join us on JFF for more pics and a couple video of my cage check and so may more:
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Yo my knowledge, I was the first person online to define and elevate awareness of the phenomenon of cunting. I remember when I first wrote about it in 2015 on the first itineration of this site on Tumblr. People went CRAZY, and a million questions poured in. It remains one of this site’s defining achievements, so much so that it has its own dedicated page.

But there is another phenomenon somewhat related to cunting that is commonly referred to as a faggasm. Unlike cunting (which is largely an internal, female-like orgasm), a faggasm often involves an ejaculation of sorts that is often hands-free.

My brother Joe wrote in today about his experience with having a faggasm, so I thought it would be fitting to tackle this little-known phenomenon.

I’m faggot joe. I’ve written before and you have given me incredible advice. Thanks for that! More importantly thank you for all you do to educate about the ways things are. I am a middle aged male who denied his true identity for years, pretending to be a straight man, fucking women. Then I found your content and you helped me accept my true self, a faggot. And i went from a guy in denial to a proud faggot. You helped me accept my role as someone who wants to give pleasure to real men, and to find joy in it. I’ll never forget my first real long term Alpha who early on, recorded the happiness on my face just from being shown his cock in a video chat and how that was beautiful evidence of what truly makes me happy.

I’m writing today sam because I had a breakthrough with having a sissygasm. I’ve trained myself very well to be limp when I serve, and when I get fucked. Honestly it seems like my dicklet’s natural state. My life doesn’t lend itself to being locked up. But I always keep my penis in a jock and hidden from view or attention when I am fulfilling my faggot purpose (unless the Alpha wants it in view for some reason). My tiny dick is a reason for being a faggot I think, or just a physical manifestation of my inferiority as a man. It’s laughable to think I could ever top or even want to. I never cum now when having sex. Sometimes the Aloha I’m serving will ask me to jack off afterwards. So always obey. Often I’ll masturbate sometime afterwards on my own. Once during the first overnight I had with with my then long time alpha I slipped under the covers at first light and began worshipping his beautiful cock, waking him up as his cock responded to my wet lips mouth and tongue. His first words to me were “you are such a faggot” as he chuckled and enjoyed my work. He put me in such a glorious subspace my orgasm burst out of me mid cocksucking. I ignored it of course and brought him to completion but it felt so good!

I’ve been working on having a more proper “sissygasm” meaning not coming from stimulating my dicklet like a man’s penis. I’m still chasing the hands free orgasm from being fucked (and I hope it will happen someday but hasn’t yet).

I have a small penis that is uncut with a lot of foreskin. Thanks to that when my dick is limp I can stimulate just the foreskin as if it was a clit, and still have it be limp. I love that I stay limp when getting fucked and even now as I attempt to masterbate when alone. Part of the work is to put myself as deep as possible into subspace, a concept I learned of course from you. A faggot’s erogenous zones are mouth, asscunt, and most important, brain. Because of my anatomy I think I also get the bonus of clitty thanks to that foreskin. I hope to have it in a fufu clip soon so I can present it as a true clitty to any Alphas who may be pleased by that.

So, here’s what happened. I’ve gone 7 weeks without an orgasm since I was trying to have one without treating my dicklet like a cock (no stroking, jacking etc. that’s for real men). I felt like if I didn’t empty my prostate soon I would be in trouble. I don’t think it’s healthy to let that happen.

Finally last night, I was in deep subspace, immersed in all the wonderful content you provide and just focusing in my head about all that faggotry entails. I was focusing intently on the service I’ve been privileged to give Alphas since I took the plunge to accept my true self, while lightly stimulating my flacid clitty as if it was a woman’s clit. AND IT HAPPENED! i suddenly felt like I needed to pee and then huge spurts of fluid came out of me that was far more like a women’s orgasm then anything resembling what comes from a man when he cums. It was very wet and opaque (no pee). There was so much! And it wasn’t thick and strong like a man’s cum. Didn’t taste like what used to come out of me when I was a pretend pretend straight.

sam, this feels momentous to me, like I had my first faggot gasm. Love turned the page to a new way of being.

Of course now the dream is to have this happen while I’m getting fucked by an Alpha, especially if it is pleasing to him.

I have YOU to thank for all of this, sam. Your guidance has brought me here. Thank you.

Thank you so much for this letter, brother!!

It’s wondrous, isn’t it? As your experience shows, subspace and our mental conditioning helps us to deepen our experiences as faggots, and helps us to achieve more intense physical and emotional pleasures that anyone could imagine!

The faggasm is a bit different than true cunting, but I don’t think it’s a lesser experience. I don’t talk about this as much here because I consider it a form of masturbation, albeit a beneficial form that actually trains us to focus on other aspects of faggot pleasure.

The first time I achieved something like this was within the first year my embracing of my faghood (ages 17-18). I was serving Master Roger and masturbating when alone. However, there was a sense of shame about this practice (I was too young to connect the dots as to why I felt that way), so I began to learn to focus my mind deeply on the pleasure of having Master Roger’s cock in my throat. The more I thought about the feel, smell, and taste of his cock, the deeper I descended into subspace and the more my internal muscles contracted with urgency. I focused on those intensifying feelings without touching myself at all.

Suddenly I had something similar happen, this gush of fluid that was neither pee nor cum. I believe it was seminal fluid. But the feeling it caused within me when it happened didn’t feel like the kind of orgasms I had when I jacked off in a normal way. It was deeper within me … and it startled me.

Faggasms are tied directly into our intentionally-directed thoughts/feelings about service. This is unlike a cunting, which is purely involuntary and a direct result of physical stimulation. Again, that doesn’t diminish its importance! In fact, I find the topic fascinating and poorly understood when it relates to fags like us.

I do think clever Masters could use faggasm-induction as a way to train their faggots and/or provide their fags some non-masturbatory relief. However, most Masters don’t truly understand how to apply it.

I’m really proud of you and happy for you, brother! It tells me a lot about you that you’re actively seeking to deepen and improve your dedication to the craft of faggotry! It is definitely a craft/skill! The best faggots are constantly searching for ways to improve so they can be of greater service to their superiors!

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Love,

sam the faggot

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!

When dominant teen Alpha Grayson first took control of Ben the faggot, his aggression led him to act like a Destroyer Alpha with Ben. In fact, I originally warned Ben about getting in too deep with Master Grayson, because I hate seeing young fags fall prey to these hurtful, unforgiving, and undisciplined Alphas.

But Ben stuck with Master Grayson, and much to my pleasant surprise, Master Grayson began to change!

It’s not to say that Master Grayson has eliminated all of his Destroyer tendencies, but he has gotten much better. As I’ve said many times here, all Alphas have Protector and Destroyer tendencies within them during their teen years. It’s a pitched battle between these forces during their youth as an Alpha tries to navigate and understand what kind of Alpha he wants to be.

It looks like Master Grayson is choosing the better path!

Ben has sent an update after quite a long time, but it’s encouraging!

It’s been a long time since I’ve written bc I unfortunately couldn’t find ur X for a time but I wanted to provide an update to serving Grayson.

Since the last time I wrote it’s been relatively good serving him still but there have been a few developments that still have me in a limbo of sorts with Grayson. Since we’ve basically lived together a while now with me serving as basically his in apartment slave I’ve been quite happy waking up everyday and serving him and seeing him somehow get hotter and stronger has made me want to serve him even better. It’s almost a daily occurance now that I see him shirtless or in a towel from the shower yet each time I do my knees get weak and I feel the need to serve so bad and he’s definitely made use of me as I used to give him head almost everyday. However, he recently got a girlfriend recently and my use to him sexual wise has diminished and while I know I can’t compete with her it still feels demeaning and he hasn’t told her about me.

Furthermore, he’s grown more controlling and bold besides the apps monitoring and everything I’m a little scared I might be locked into semi permanent chastity. Before I was open to trying it but he agreed to let me do it on a week on week off basis anda biweekly basis but I’ve now been locked for 1.5 months and he’s refusing to give me the key. Previously despite serving Grayson I still was occasionally able to have my fun and top other guys with his permission but now all that is taken away and I’m scared he won’t ever let me out especially since I haven’t been able to get the same pleasure in serving him sexually either. This has come along with him taking most of my nice clothes in my wardrobe for himself and he’s been replacing them with more feminizing things like thongs briefs and jock straps I am forced to wear now and he went even as far one time making me kiss is shoe in a parking lot in public to prove his ownership in a way. A lot of the things I know he wants to push me out of my comfort zone but it feels so demeaning especially anything in public scared me and he still made me do it.

Even then I can’t deny how helpful Grayson has been to me in helping me grow as a person as he’s encouraged me and even got to the gym with me to help me grow stronger and even helped give me a push to apply for grad school. It feels like this balance of positive actions and just extreme degradation all the time that I can’t quite solve.

During some of these moments I’ve been talking to Ethan again who does make sure I’m still obedient to him and Grayson but has been consistently kind throughout everything even from the beginning and has in a way allowed me to give him head too and fill I guess a gap that I’ve been missing consistently. It feels strange but sometimes Ethan’s comfort makes me swell with a sort of emotion that makes me think I really like him but I know a relationship like boyfriend wise probably won’t happen due to a multitude of factors but also just the premise of me serving Grayson. I’m just in limbo right now I know my situation is great and I shouldn’t complain serving someone as hot and dominant as Grayson but the whiplash of serving him and I guess also confronting that I would be his slave for life locked up forever is daunting especially when Ethan has been so much kinder to me and is also an alpha. I know I’ve gone this can’t choose before already and can’t go back but I can’t deny I’ve developed feelings in a way for Ethan that I know shouldn’t have gone through and I’m unsure if I should tell him and how I can even begin to talk to Grayson about hoping to serve him more bc I know I don’t have a right to challenge his gf.

It’s great that Master Grayson is pushing chastity as hard as he is. I know that Ben doesn’t care for it, but what Master Grayson is teaching Ben is acceptance and obedience. This is frankly quite advanced for a new straight Alpha owning a faggot for the first time! It’s also impressive how Master Grayson is shaping his faggot through insistence on workouts and other life improvements. Again, surprisingly thoughtful!

Ben’s insistence on focusing on Master Ethan is a bit frustrating given that he belongs to Master Grayson. I’m wondering if Ben yearns for Master Ethan because Master Ethan is more lenient. If so, that’s a mistake. Through Master Grayson’s firm training, Ben will become a much better faggot.

And Master Grayson is bending to accommodate his faggot’s needs, too. He’s now allowing Ben to suck his dick (and presumably swallow his loads), which he doesn’t need to do but is giving that privilege to Ben. Any faggot should be proud and grateful to be used that way by a straight Alpha!

I hope Ben rethinks some of his recent positions. Master Ethan is not around, Master Grayson is. Often, we allow our minds to create scenarios that are not real, making the grass greener on the other side of the fence. But Master Grayson is becoming a greater Alpha and Master because of Ben’s submission, making Ben’s submission that much more valuable!

So stay the course, Ben!

Hey Sam, I really want your opinion about something

I’m a bisexual Alpha, I spent 18 years in a wonderful marriage with a lovely woman, we had 2 children who I love We got a divorce a few years ago, but everything eas very peaceful and we are still friends. She has a new boyfriend who treats my childre very well and I have nothing to complain about it.

I have a new boyfriend, a sweet and submissive 19-year-old faggot who loves calling me his Daddy. I introduced him to my children and, although it was a little awkward at first, they get along really well.

As you can see, everything seems to be great in my life, except for one detail: my fag boyfriend is the hungriest cocksucker slut you can imagine. I am 42, he is 19, so I get it, we have different levels of libido. But this has become an actual problem for our relationship. He is at college, I am a lawyer with a really stressful routine. While I deal with dozens of demanding clients everyday, he only needs to worry about looking sexy, going to the gym, and getting good grades. And so, sometimes I am too tired or stressed to fuck him, and he doesn’t accept it easily.

To be more clear: I would be happy fucking him every other day, maybe twice or three times a week. But he wants cum in his mouth every morning and hard cock in his ass every night. It’s simply impossible for me and I don’t intend to take pills just to get hard for him every night.

My wife and I used to have sex once a week. It’s been impossible to follow his pace and please him. Last night, when I told I wouldn’t fuck him, he got mad and said that if I keep refusing to fuck him he will need to “find a random jock at college and ride his cock”. It really hurt my feelings and he ended up apologizing, but I can’t stop thinking about it now.

I already fuck him good at least twice a week and I know I have a nice body and a good cock. I can make him moan very loud when I am banging him doggy or missionary, so it’s not like I refuse to fuck him, I just can’t keep up to his pace.

For two decades I felt like a King fucking my wife, protecting her, providing for her and my children. But now tis whole situation is affecting my masculinity a lot. It’s not easy to take a faggot as a boyfriend after 20 years in heterosexual relationships, but I do love him and want to have a good life by his side. I thought about opening our relationship and letting other younger guys fuck him, but I really don’t like the idea of other Men touching my boy.

I know very little about gay relationships or hierarchy, it’s a whole new world for me. Am I a pathetic Man for having this issue? I’d really appreciate your opinion.

Thank you,

Jacob

Sir, thank you very much for writing to me!

Welcome to the wonderful world of faggot ownership! It’s much different from any other type of relationship you might have had before, Sir, but I think you will find that it will satisfy certain primal needs almost all Alphas like you have.

One huge problem I see most straight Alphas encounter is the issue of reciprocity/equality with a faggot. Straight Alphas are conditioned by females and society to believe that inferiors (females or faggots) are on an equal footing with a Man. But THEY ARE NOT EQUAL. A Man (especially an Alpha) is superior, and is born to lead and be served/pleased/obeyed.

This is especially true with faggots. A faggot cannot be allowed to throw hissy fits or toss out insulting threats (like yours did), because once it gets away with that behavior it loses respect for the Alpha. That is catastrophic, because then the faggot mistakenly believes it has power over its Alpha, and the entire hierarchical foundation crumbles.

As a straight Alpha, you’re likely familiar with the term “pussy whipped”. Men invented that bullying term to mock Men who are led around (through emotional manipulation) by their females. No true Alpha should ever be pussy whipped, because pussy is always available to them. They don’t need to compromise their core being as an Alpha just to be pleased by one female.

Now replace the female in that scenario with a FAGGOT. There’s no way an Alpha should ever take orders from a faggot or spend his time worrying about the pleasure/needs of a faggot.

A faggot is a possession of an Alpha, not a partner, Sir. It’s not a boyfriend, it’s a faggot.

A large part of the issue here is you chose a much younger faggot. Young fags need to be trained, and it doesn’t seem like you have the time or stomach to train it. Young fags need to understand that their pussies aren’t magic, they don’t shit Skittles, and theirs isn’t the only fuckable asshole on the planet.

How can the tables be turned on your faggot? I strongly suggest putting a chastity cage on it, Sir. Make it into a ceremony if you’d like. But one thing must be emphasized: your faggot will start learning the power of DENIAL. It needs to learn that it exists for YOUR pleasure, not the other way around.

If it refuses this, then it needs to be dismissed.

Your faggot should be kneeling and kissing your feet when you return home. It should be doing domestic service, including cooking, etc. (I’m guessing it’s not currently doing these things). It needs to find fulfillment in SERVICE, since that is how true faggots are truly fulfilled.

Again, if it refuses, it needs to be dismissed.

If you dismiss the fag, seek an older replacement (in their 30s) who more deeply embraces its purpose. You could take ownership of a couple of fags, with a younger one to satisfy your Alpha “sweet tooth”.

You didn’t start using faggots because you wanted to replace your wife with a male version of your wife, Sir. You started owning faggots because you know you were born a King, and you wanted your life to reflect that. Until now, you’ve allowed this faggot to act like a wife.

But you’re a lawyer, Sir … so start laying down the law! Reclaim your rightful place at the top of hierarchy, and enjoy the fruits of Alphahood as nature intended for you!

Thank you again for writing, Sir! Please keep in touch!

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Orders hit hard the second I walked in: groceries dropped, slammed against the wall, wrists cuffed tight behind my back.
Dragged to my knees.

Declan: “Heading out for drinks with the boys. First, edge me slow and sloppy, deep throat, no mercy, stop right before I blow. No load for you tonight… maybe I’ll save the rest for someone else.”

I opened wide. He used my mouth like his personal toy, thick, throbbing, leaking pre while my caged cock strained uselessly. Pulled out at the edge, left me drooling, denied and wanting more.

Patted my cheek: “Stay ready. I might come back hornier.”

Door shut. I’m still here on my knees, throat open, repeating the only words allowed.

Yes, Sir.

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I live in a country where no cages or dildos can be sold and the urge to lock my cock is killing me and i want to find alternative ways to lock my cock what should i do ?

Thank you for the question, brother!

I’m sorry you’re dealing with this situation. Don’t get disheartened. Situations can change if you work at it, so don’t give up!

As for the alternatives to chastity cages, there aren’t many natural options. You could wear an athletic cup as a reminder of your place and use your mind to to remember the importance of why you’re wearing it. But in terms of actually locking down, there isn’t a non-manufactured method.

I wish I could be of more help, brother!

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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

Tonight Zack finally faced the moment of truth: release and freedom from his chastity cage after 611 days… or more locked-up denial ahead?

I strapped him tightly to the chair, secured a powerful vibrator right against his chastity, and laid out the rules:

• Envelope 1 opens if he cums before the 15-minute mark (hidden until the end)

• Envelope 2 opens if he cums between 15–30 minutes (hidden until the end)

• Envelope 3 opens only if he survives the full 30 minutes without cumming (hidden until the end)

The stakes? Whether he finally gets to touch his cock again… or stays helplessly caged for who-knows-how-much longer.
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I still get that electric shiver remembering that afternoon back in the summer of 2025, one of those raw, unforgettable moments deep into our 8-year relationship as boyfriends, when Declan’s ownership felt as natural as breathing and the KINK3D Viper cage had long been our go-to for unbreakable, comfortable denial. The Viper was perfect by then: lightweight 3D-printed plastic with sweeping armored curves, full underside closure to crush any cheating thoughts, great airflow for endless wear, and my PA ring locked right through it, keeping me throbbing and secure without a second thought.

That morning he’d chosen my exposure uniform: the bright red mesh shorts, ultra-sheer, fine net-like fishnet that hid exactly zero details. They clung tight to my hips and thighs, the tiny holes putting the Viper’s black curves on blatant display in front, PA ring glinting, balls hanging heavy and vulnerable below. In back, the mesh parted naturally down the center seam, framing my ass cheeks completely bare, the vivid red netting contrasting my skin like I was packaged solely for his eyes. He tugged the waistband high, pulling the fabric taut over the cage and stretching it even tighter across my hole. “My perfect boy,” he murmured, fingers tracing the net along the Viper’s outline. “Locked like always, all see-through and desperate. These stay on all day, no covering. I want to watch you leak while you wait for me.”

Chores around the apartment were charged: dusting, laundry, prepping his snacks, every shift letting air tease through the open mesh, the Viper denying me relentlessly, pre-cum slowly soaking dark patches on the front where nothing was concealed.

By mid-afternoon Declan wanted gaming time, so he led me into our bedroom. The jail cell stood in its usual spot by the window: that sturdy gunmetal metal frame, vertical bars on the sides in a grid, horizontal slats across the top for solid strength, bottom padded with a dark gray blanket and rumpled bedding (though today it stayed empty).

He had me kneel in front of it, facing the bars, then pulled out the real police-issue handcuffs, those heavy stainless steel chain-linked cuffs, cold metal loops connected by a short rattling chain, ratcheting with that final authoritative click, double-lockable for no-escape security. He fastened one cuff snug around the base of my balls (above the sac for grip, always checked for circulation and safety, no risks in our play), threaded the short chain through a lower side bar of the cage, and locked the other end. It pulled me forward hard, making me to hunch against the metal frame from the outside, ass pushed out toward the room, Viper-caged cock and stretched balls thrust forward through the sheer red mesh, hole framed invitingly by the parted netting, body pinned helpless and on full display.

“Good boy,” he said casually, patting my head like his favorite toy before leaving with his controller and headset. “Quiet. Don’t move. I’m going to play my video games.”

Hours melted away. Game sounds filled the other room while I stayed frozen outside the cage, muscles burning sweetly from the pull, mind drifting deep into subspace. The mesh let every draft ghost over my skin, the chastity kept me locked tight and desperate, body a living display piece chained to the bars.

When he finally paused the game and I heard his walk, my pulse hammered. He approached slowly, no rush to release. He crouched in front of me, gripped my chin, tilted my face up to look at his eyes. “Look at you,” he whispered, voice thick with affection and lust. “Chained outside your cell stuck by a pair of handcuffs, those slutty red shorts framing your Viper-locked cock and ass like a gift. So fucking beautiful after all these years. All mine.”
He stood, unzipped, spat once on his thick cock to slick it, then stepped behind me. Hands braced on my hips through the mesh; one gripping firm. One slow, claiming push in, no extra prep, stretching and owning me while I gasped against the bars, cuffs keeping my balls pinned taut against the metal, the frame rattling softly with each deep thrust.

He fucked me hard then, every inch possessed, my body jerking forward against the cage with his rhythm. “This is what you’re for,” he growled low in my ear. “My hole. My toy. My good boy who waits so perfectly chained outside like this.”

Hours of knowing I was helpless, he didn’t last long. One final, bruising slam, and he buried deep, flooding me with heat as I moaned brokenly, the chastity holding my cock straining uselessly against its curved plastic prison.

Only after he softened and pulled out did he grab the key. He unlocked the cuffs gently, rubbing the marks on my balls with soothing care, kissing along my neck and spine. He helped me stand on shaky legs, pulled me into his arms, and held me close, stroking my hair, murmuring how much he loved his obedient, displayed boy. That same deep tenderness that’s carried us through 8 years, making every intense bit of control feel safe and cherished.

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I’m reaching out for advice on how to handle conversations about being a fag, especially in contexts where I usually keep my kink life private, like with family.

Context: My boyfriend and I are in a long-term, consensual Dom/sub relationship. As part of our dynamic, I wear a chastity cage almost all the time. While we’re open about our relationship with trusted friends, we generally keep the kinkier details private from family and work.

What happened: We were at my boyfriend’s parents’ place with his family. I accidentally left my chastity cage lying around after cleaning it—my fault entirely. My boyfriend’s brother found it and made some remarks. My boyfriend wanted to address it honestly to prevent teasing, so we talked to his siblings. They were supportive, but their attitude caught me off guard.

Instead of surprise or curiosity, they treated it as completely normal—almost dismissively so. Their reactions were along the lines of “Of course you’re the submissive one,” “It makes sense our brother would lock you up,” and “Glad he finally found someone who consents to it.” It wasn’t malicious, but their absolute self-confidence made me feel uncomfortable. I found myself reacting emotionally, apologizing later, but their responses only reinforced that feeling of being objectified.

What I’m struggling with: How can I discuss my submissive side in these contexts without becoming flustered or reactive? I want to be able to calmly express that I am a faggot, that I serve my Man, our kinks and so on, without feeling like I’m losing control or being pushed into a role I didn’t agree to in that moment.

I’d really appreciate any advice on how to stay composed and communicate clearly in these situations, while staying true to myself and my dynamic with my boyfriend.

Thank you in advance for your support.

Best, Dave

Thank you for writing in, Dave!

This is an interesting dynamic. Firstly, I congratulate you for maintaining such a long-lasting and healthy Alpha/fag relationship! It’s hard to make the transition from role play to long-term embracing of mutual purpose. You and your Master should be proud of yourselves!

I think I understand the real problem here. You don’t want to be objectified or spoken to/of like a thing without any sense of self.

But here’s the problem: you’re a faggot, so in some ways you ARE an object. You need to embrace that reality and actually relish it. For me, talking about being a faggot in everyday situations is full of joy because I’m actually pretty proud to be a faggot.

So what’s bothering you about what happened with the family? Did you want them to be shocked? Disgusted? Disappointed? Bullying? What reaction do you think would’ve been better for you?

Honestly, I think your Master’s family’s reaction is nothing short of revelatory. You should be so grateful to be part of a family that embraces whatever truth you have so openly and warmly. Your Master was brought up to be inclusive and open, and that upbringing (coupled with his Alpha dominance) makes him comfortable in his own skin.

I wish the same for you, brother. As a completely owned and cherished faggot, you should be proud to wear your Master’s cage and represent him and glorify him in all you do. It’s nothing to be embarrassed about or ashamed of. Your Master’s family wanted you to feel good about being owned by him, which is why (I think) they had that reaction.

There are soooo many worse reactions that happen every day to faggots everywhere. Be grateful, be thankful, and be proud!

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