An Alpha shouldn’t need to say anything to a faggot, just direct it and use it. A faggot shouldn’t need to be degraded to serve properly, because nature programmed it to be used.
Masters @chilldom306 and @danmasterboy are an Alpha couple who own faggots. On their X accounts they chronicle their ownership of multiple fags, and even though they are gay Alphas they own fags like straight Alphas.
I love this recent video Master @chilldom360 posted about the various ways his favorite faggot serves.
This is how you own a faggot!
I also love this little training video with the same faggot, showing how they get inside the fag’s head.
This is produced porn, but it gets the details right. Like those flimsy blankets, or those damned flip-flops.
I was locked up for 2 years, and this isn’t far from the truth. Let me put it this way: there was so much sex they had to take baby oil off the commissary list!
This weekend, Declan (My Dom boyfriend) went online and posted that he wanted people to visit his Wishlist on Amazon and throne. If people shopped around and purchased things for him that he would take a “Me day” which would include tying me up for the evening and being left alone while he keeps me stored away.
It was Saturday and I had worked a very long tough week at work and was excited about my Saturday night. Once again I was relying on my followers to make the decision of what was going to happen to me. I hated that since my followers tend to want me to suffer. Lol
I did some shopping and arrived home. I wasn’t sure if I would be able to pour myself a glass of wine or if I would be grabbed from behind and tied up.
Everything was normal and for a brief moment I thought Declan had forgot about it all. He already had a beer in his hand and I decided to pour myself a glass of wine.
He left to the washroom and moments later I heard:
“Babe can you come give me a hand for a second?”
I got up and rushed over to see what he needed a hand with when he jumped out from behind the door and yelled out:
“GET ON YOUR KNEES NOW!!!”
I was not expecting this and was shocked and immediately got on my knees.
“Put your hands behind your back!”
I hesitated but with a quick punch in the arm I complied and placed my hands behind my back. He locked a pair of handcuffs on me and grabbed my arm and guided me up.
“No more talking, you need to shut up or things will get bad for you. You can blame all your fans on X and on my blue for this.”
He took me to the dinning room and had me sit on a chair. He placed my arms and hands behind the chair and attached another pair of cuffed from the chair onto me. I now had no way to escape.
“I’m going to gag you but before I do is there anything you need to tell me?”
Me: “Please Declan, it’s Saturday and let’s hang”
Declan: “As I said, your followers bought me gifts and now I’m obligated to keep you stored away all night.”
As he was saying that, I heard the sound of duct tape behind me and he shoved a dirty sock in my mouth. He wrapped duct taped on my mouth but continued to unroll it a few times around my head. A bandana placed around my eyes and a pillow case was now placed on my head. I no longer can speak or see anything.
He didn’t stop as he took ropes and wrapped it around my body to the chair.
I am sitting there and tried to move but with my wrist tied behind my chair and attached to the chair, I was helpless and I knew I wasn’t going to be let out anytime soon.
Later, I can hear in the other room that he was watching porn. I honestly was getting hard knowing he was hard and probably jerking off.
“Ding dong” the door bell rang and I heard footsteps running to the door.
A quiet whisper: “Quiet, I tied my boyfriend in the other room.”
Everything went quiet and then I yell out a moan since someone lifted my shirt and was playing with my nipples and then it stopped. Moments later I heard the bedroom door shut.
Music was playing so I wasn’t able to hear nothing. About an hour later I heard the door open and close and then Declan came by and asked me if I was ok. I nodded that I was ok.
Now that the guy left he decided to play video games and he did for a couple hours.
An uber delivery dropped off food. He was enjoying his night without me and doing what he liked.
Hours later the door bell rang again and I heard Declan say:
“Let’s go to the room. You suck me and then ass promised you can have him.”
Have him? Not sure what that meant until I heard the music got louder as the door oppened. I was untied from the chair and was taken to the bedroom where I was pushed to the bed leaning on my stomach. My feet were still on the ground. Pants were pushed down to my ankles and I heard someone spit on my hole before a cock was entered in my ass. It didn’t take long before the loud moaning and I felt shots of cum shoot in my ass.
Did Declan just whore me out to someone that just came by to suck him off?!?
I was left leaning on the bed and the guy must of left . I had no clue what was happening. Was hoping to be released but I heard the shower running and Declan was not in the room anymore. He came back later but not to release me, he pulled me onto the bed, attached shackles to my feet and put me in a hogtied position. That’s where I was left for a while until he came back and untied me and said: “Lay on your stomach and don’t move, you are already lubed up with cum so no need for lube.” (He untied me)
He fucked me and this time it was a long lasting fuck. I still wasn’t able to speak since I was naked but I still had my mouth gagged with duct tape.
As I’m laying there I realize how much of an object I was and how I am his property. I was so horny and all of a sudden my cock started to erupt and shots of cum was shooting out of my chastity. Declan realized what was happened as my ass tighten and was moaning and he instantly pulled out and blew his load in my ass. He got up and told me to put the sheets in the washing machine since I made a mess with my cum.
Yes I shot a huge load while his cock was fucking me hard and it was amazing!
I stripped the bed sheets and got it in the washing machine and then went to the living room and massaged his feet with lotion.
Declan: “I think I am going to get your fans to decide what to do with you more often. They do tend to like me more than you.”
To this day, I still don’t know who came over to service my boyfriend and who breeded my ass with his seed. All he said is that we hung out with the guy once and I mentioned he was “hot as fuck”, but I say that a lot. Lol
True story… the end
Check out our social sites as we post daily: X/Twitter: JKTORONTO11 (Zack – me) & Bluesky: JKTORONTO11(Declan)
There are few Masters as rough with faggots as Master Niko (@sucknik0 on X). He summarizes his perspective clearly:
Some Alphas need to use faggots this way, and it’s our job as faggots to endure it and build appreciation for our role in this. It’s what we were born to do, just as he is doing what he was born to do!
The following post is part of a thread chronicling the experiences of a French faggot named Fabien who has been claimed by his straight Alpha friend Anthony. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!
Master Anthony is truly one of a kind, a burgeoning God Alpha who is expanding his power almost daily. I can only imagine how overwhelmed my faggot brother Fabien is these days. One minute he thought he had a new roommate, and the next minute he finds himself enslaved to a truly irresistible young powerhouse.
I had some questions about Master Anthony’s sexuality. This means nothing to me, but it seems to mean everything to the insecure, close-minded straight Alphas who follow me and loudly proclaim that an Alpha who uses a faggot sexually cannot be straight. This is pure horseshit. Every sexual therapist knows of the countless studies of male sexuality that disprove such a narrow view of it. But whatever.
So Fabien bravely asked Master Anthony some questions about his sexuality:
To answer some points: I can confirm that Anthony is straight, because in the last few months we’ve lived together, he’s brought girls home a few times (never the same one, though!). And judging by what I could hear from my room at night, he’s as good a lover as one can imagine. 😉 I wouldn’t be surprised if he displays his dominance over me in front of some new girls one of these days. This morning, I asked him if he already had dominated someone that way before, and he said “I have already had boot-lickers, sure. But never yet a cocksucker as well!” He’s obviously used to people submitting to him in many ways, but I think I’m the first with whom he can take it this far, and the first to be a proper slave.
Just as I suspected! It’s clear that Master Anthony’s previously-limited experiences with faggots got his juices flowing for a more formal faggot slave, and he’s targeted Fabien as his first official property.
To make that acquisition even more official, Master Anthony laid down some firm rules for his new slave Fabien.
Anthony was staying at home all morning today, and just before noon, he beckoned me to come and see him. I knelt before him, and bowed my head to the ground at his feet before straightening up. “Nice one” he said. “I’ve decided it’s time to set some rules”. I’m trying to remember and to transcribe his words and my answers as faithfully as possible.
“From now on, you’re to call me either Sir or Master at all time, up to you and depending of the circumstances. Understood?”
“Sir, yes Sir. Thank you, Master.”
(Small note: I also have to use “vouvoiement”, something that can’t really be translated into English. Basically, it means using the second-person pronoun in the plural form (“vous”) rather than the singular form (“tu”) to adress a single person. It is used between people who don’t know each other, or in a formal context, but also… as a mark of respect to a superior.)
“Good. You are allowed to continue sleeping in the guest room when there’s no one else, or otherwise on the sofa bed when there’s no one else. But your official sleeping place is in the kitchen, is that clear?”
“Perfectly clear, Sir. You’re so generous, Master. Thank you so much, Master.”
“I want more money. You will pay me the tithe. You will give me ten percent of your monthly income. You can afford it, can’t you, boy?
“I’ll cut in my expenses in order to, Sir.”
“Good boy. You are to worship my morning wood every day, and be ready to give me head whenever I want. Improve your cocksucking, ask help from chicks if you need to.”
“I will, Sir. Thank you for the honor, Sir.”
“When I get out of the shower or walk into the apartment, you come and kiss my feet.”
“Gladly, Sir.”
“Finally, if you want any favor from me, you can beg me. I don’t mind you begging. But you shut the fuck up if I tell you to.”
I once again bowed my head to the ground. “Not for now, Sir. Thank you so much for enslaving me, Sir. I am deeply honored and happy to serve you, my Master.”
“Such a good boy. Go make my lunch, slave.”
He has left for the afternoon, and since then, I am working at my job (home-working, like most days) with even more enthusiasm and a beaming smile, knowing that I’m working for his direct profit.
A surprisingly-complete set of rules for a young, first-time Owner! Master Anthony has clearly been thinking deeply about what he wants from a faggot slave, and he laid it out beautifully.
Fabien’s reaction to this is telling. When I first met Fabien (has it really only been a week??), he was somewhat resistant to the idea of submitting to this young Alpha. But as Master Anthony has tightened his control and use of Fabien, what I’ve noticed is that Fabien has BLOSSOMED WITH JOY.
And this is a lesson for faggots. We need the control and dominance of Alphas. We need to submit and obey and please them. This service brings us HAPPINESS, not sadness. It gives us FREEDOM, not restriction.
Listen to how Fabien ended his latest update:
Just a few months ago, I was looking for a roommate to have a buddy and lighten my budget. But instead, I met a young cocky hunk who enslaved me. And I can’t stop smiling! What a destiny!
THIS is what Hierarchical truth can do for both Alphas and faggots (and everybody else) if they simply apply it and LIVE IT!
The following post is part of a thread chronicling the experiences of a French faggot named Fabien who has been claimed by his straight Alpha friend Anthony. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!
This is a continuation of PART ONE of this story which you can read by CLICKING HERE!
After Fabien told me about the Alpha Pack party, I responded this way:
I’m honestly a little surprised you weren’t used sexually during that party or after by Master Anthony or one of his Alpha Pack. Of course they wouldn’t dare use his faggot without permission. But this sexual service is coming. Be ready.
Well Master Anthony moves about as fast as my mind can predict this stuff, but only a couple of hours after sending that email to Fabien, I received a startling (though not unexpected) reply:
Brother sam, are you a seer or something ?
When I entered Anthony’s room to serve his breakfast, he was already half awake and was very pleased. I put the tray on his lap and massaged his feet while he ate. When he was done, he put the tray aside and told me out of the blue: “That was well done! I think you have earned your own breakfast now!” He took off his blanket, snapped his fingers and pointed his morning wood.
His cock was impressive! Of course I knew what to do, but I had never had a dick in my mouth before, so I’m afraid I was not very good at it. I choked a couple of time, but Anthony grabbed my head to press it and force my moves. He was moaning “Good, very good, that’s a good boy, that’s a good boy who likes to please me” and so on. After he came, he gave me a little slap and said “Swallow it all, boy. You’re gonna learn to love my cock”. I could barely speak, but after I swallowed his cum, I managed to say “Thank you, Sir”. With his smug face I love so much, he said: “Good boy. Now go serve breakfast to my bros in the guest room. The guys on the couch can have leftovers if there are any.”
I served the young hunks in my bedroom a substantial breakfast to make sure the other two in the living room had some left over.
They all left for the afternoon, Anthony instructed me to clean the flat. I can’t help but notice he referred to my bedroom as the “guest room”. I wonder if this augurs anything.
First of all, I applaud Fabien for sleeping on the kitchen floor all night and then thinking, not of his own discomfort, but rather to make breakfast for the four Kings sleeping in his place! He also did right to serve Master Anthony first after correctly identifying that he’s the leader of the Pack.
But it’s Master Anthony who is the real surprise. As far as I know he’s a straight Alpha, but he’s so turned on by the fact that his power has claimed a faggot that he couldn’t help but feed Fabien his cock!
Already we see in Master Anthony a great power arising. He’s already an incredible Owner, better at it than most Alphas 2-3 times his age. Notice the commendation and encouragement Master Anthony gave Fabien while he sucked his cock! Also notice how Master Anthony gave firm but affectionate guidance when Fabien was struggling!
I was just as blown away by Master Anthony’s control of the situation after being pleased, giving direct orders to Fabien about the distribution of food to the other Alphas and the cleaning later. Again, Master Anthony is just 21 years old! Do you think they teach Alpha classes in school in France, or do you think maybe it’s something natural to truly powerful Alphas?
A bit later I received this incredible update:
Anthony came back alone at the end of the afternoon. I went to take and hang up his coat and then I knelt and kissed his shoes. He said “Nice one. Stay on your knees” and began to unzip his pants, then grabbed my head. He face-fucked me and had me swallow his cum, while we stared in each other’s eyes.
After swallowing, I said “Thank you, Master”. It was the first time I called him Master and it clearly turned him on. He gently slapped my face with his dick and said “Very good boy. And if I am your Master, what are you?” I bowed my head and said “I am your slave, Master.” He ran his hand through my hair and went to sit on the sofa. “Nice boy. Go fetch me a beer and massage my feet, slave.”
I’m sending you this mail before going to do the dishes while he’s playing video games. I feel so happy when he enjoys his time while I work for him.
This episode is a masterpiece of Hierarchical truth and fulfillment. I don’t know enough about Master Anthony (yet) to know if he’s ever owned/used fags before, but even if he has he has incredible instincts at such a young age!
But my brother Fabien is just as impressive to me. He thought he was getting a roommate to share expenses, but instead he has found a younger Master who will change everything about his life and finally give him true purpose! And here’s the thing: Fabien is running toward it, not away from it! He knows he was born to be at the feet of a gorgeous young Alpha like Master Anthony!
If you didn’t believe it before, believe it now: HIERARCHY IS TRUTH!
This post is part of a thread chronicling the rise of college Master Eros who has discovered the service and worship of faggots. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!
When young Alphas learn how to hunt, capture, and enslave faggots, something special happens to them. Their worldview opens up, and they begin to grasp the massive possibilities of their magnificent lives. It’s one of my favorite aspects of teaching Hierarchy. I love seeing young Alphas eyes open to view the world as it really is.
A month ago I was contacted by a young Master named Eros. He had come to an exciting realization:
My name is Eros I’m a 20 yo bi college student and am contemplating my place in the hierarchy.
I’ve been overweight most my life and just getting into shape now. I think that this has effected my self confidence drastically and have noticed a change in my demeanour since I’ve started.
I’ve read some content on your website and think im an alpha maybe,
For a long time I though I was switch and Evan though maybe a bottom, not submissive, but a bottom.
Over time I’ve realized that I don’t care to pleasure another guy at all, every time I would meet up to suck a dick or try bottoming. I end up topping or receiving. It would just naturally happen sometimes.
I’ve never been a person who had many friends. Never really cared to but looking back iv noticed that people always wanted or want to befriend me or “shoot the shit”. Evan in high school (I didn’t notice it then) popular kids would talk to me and I’d just dismiss it and go on with whatever I was doing. I was never bullied in high school unlike grade school where I was for my weight.
Throughout my life I’ve been conditioned into a submissive mindset. the highly processed nutrition-less diet, porn addiction, an overly effeminate mother who refused to enroll me into hockey or other sports (or anything masculine also not a financial affliction)I never noticed any of these things before
But now I’m realizing I’m a different person then who I was conditioned into being. I’m in control and ambitious unlike ever before. My mother resents me for it, I can tell. She want to be in control on me like a perpetual childhood but I’m done with it.
I’m just trying to figure out what and who I am at this point.
Another case of Alpha latency! You can feel him searching to explain the nagging feelings he’s experiencing!
Then, out of nowhere, Master Eros noticed something he’d never seen before – a faggot offering itself to him!
I think I found my first faggot the other day. I was at school leaving organic chem to the parking lot. On the way I was walking behind these two people a guy (the prospective fag) and a chick way out of his league. I was just walking behind them and he kept looking over his shoulder. I dismissed it at first but then something happened. The girl split off and he continued on the path I was taking till ahead of me. Then he walked into the bathroom and made direct eye contact with me as he entered. I could tell in his eyes. I stopped dead I’m my tracks and knew what I was supposed to do but just kept walking. This was a small failure on my part but I’m feeling more confident everyday now thanks to your site. I’m realizing the innate feelings I’ve suppressed my entire life are okay, great and even powerful.The habit loops iv allowed myself to partake in are degrading to my soul and have been for years. Porn and marijuana addictions are the most prevalent but I’m I think ready to let it go and quite literally man up.
I’ve realizing these addictions are how I’ve been unhealthily suppressing my “alpha rage” as I think you’ve put it. This is truly an Epiphany for me and I think I’m ready to act accordingly next time.
Recognizing faggot behavior and understanding what needs to happen next is part of the development of the Alpha hunting instinct. Lion cubs don’t kill on their first try. They watch and pay attention to situations first, learning as they go, until they make their first kill. It’s the same with faggot hunting.
I was so proud of Master Eros at this point, but it was about to get better!
Hello faggot, I’ve had my first fag and believe I’m on route to owning his soul. He’s a 26 yo that work in hospitality at a hotel. We met on grinder. At first it was just a blow job but ended with me fucking a load down his throat. He thanked me after and I felt so powerful. I got his number and I messaged him after laboratory so I could unload again. The first time we met he was kinda demanding in his own faggoty way. He kept asking me spit in his mouth and take my shirt off I did when I was ready of course.
The second time I was much more comfortable. I made him remove my boots and worship my feet at the door. He said I have nice big feet but I never really though about my feet as nice before. Just feet but I guess it’s heaven for a faggot. Then he blew me in the living room this time because I demanded it. I watched Focus on Netflix as he served me. First he blew me for a while until his jaw was sore. I was nice and let him massage me feet for a bit so he could rest. Than basically rinse and repeat three or four times. Between He would just plant his face to one side of my cock and balls and rest. I consoled him a little saying “I know you need this. It’s okay” he would nod in agreement face still planted. Eventually I said “are you going to make me something to eat after I cum” half jokingly, he looked so happy and said yes immediately. He continued to suck my cock until he was sore again I hadn’t cum yet but was hungry so let him make me something. He made this awesome “TikTok salad” I ate two servings. After this a asked if he wanted to drink my piss he declined “not today” and I accepted it. I don’t think he understands he’s a fag yet. He called himself a sub so I was not as dominant as I wanted to be.
After the salad I let him rest his head on my lap for a bit while I watched my movie. He looked at tiktok (a deplorable addiction if you ask me but he’s a fag so idk) then it was time the movie was about half hour out (the climax just happened) and I needed to bust so I told him he was going to suck my cock until I cum and not to bitch about his jaw. He just nodded and kinda whimpered, then went to work and after a while I could feel him getting tired. So i told him to lay on the couch on his belly so I could just fuck his hole over the arm rest. This went on for a bit then he started to resist. At first i allowed it a little but got fed up. I just lost it. He had taken my dick out to breath and put his head down. I just grabbed his head opened his mouth and started fucking it. He resisted but I said “take it” he gagged up a few times and i pulled out far enough to let him swallow it back down. But eventually I didn’t care all I said was “keep that fucking throat open” when I felt it close. This hard core throat fuck went on for about 10 minutes before I busted unlike ever before I was all sweaty and pumped. I suffocated him with my cum and cock for a some time before I let him come up for air. The movie was over and I got dressed while he just laid there defeated. He saw me to the door though. I told him if he shaved and prepared I would fuck him. I intended to soon.
This is a rather new development for me but you where right about how I “carry myself” after. I’ve noticed in the past I’ve felt like I was showing off when I stand up proud chested and with good posture. Not gonna lie I think it’s a defeated alpha male trait. A survival instinct to evolutionary stay alive when defeated. Keep in mind I’ve slouched slightly most of my life. All the sudden it feels so natural and comfortable to stand tall like I’m at home everywhere if that makes sense. I’ve also become more social and outgoing. Generally these are uncharacteristic traits of me unless I’m trying to accomplish something. Before I would only really talk to people if there was an exchange of useful information that benefited me, but now I seem to be more open to an expanding variety of conversations. I’m still pretty selective about it but have definitely noticed a difference there as well.
Just wanted to say thanks for the help understanding my place. I think this is what I’ve been missing my entire life.
I’ve never felt better.
What a startling turnaround! Boy, when Alphas smell blood in the water, they swim right after the target!
I am so impressed by Master Eros! He discovered this truth of Alphahood hiding within himself, and rather than shrinking back in fear, he courageously charged forward to embrace his destiny! Pure Alphahood!
No choice. Faggots don’t have a choice when it comes to an Alpha’s basic need to breed and dump loads. We faggots exist primarily for this purpose, and in general we respond better than any female. We need Alpha cum almost as much as Alphas need to pump it into us.
It never ceases to amaze me how quickly young Alphas learn and accept the natural order. As soon as they learn about their power, they start forcing older faggots to submit to them. I have no doubt it’s thrilling for them to have such easy power over their “elders”.
Boy9 (@boy9_xxx on X) is famous for his huge nine-inch cock as well as his huge cumshots. He’s a dominant young Alpha who has learned that the worship of faggots gives him power both sexually and financially.
Here he is in slow motion, squirting a massive load all over his floor!