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The following post is part of a thread chronicling the submission of a faggot named Liam to a younger black co-worker named Master Thabo. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!
I get a lot of questions (mainly from faggots) about how to serve Alphas they know from their workplace. It’s only natural given how much time we all spend at work and the nature of the workplace as a largely Alpha environment. Of course, approaching a workplace Alpha for service is tougher today given the stricter rules surrounding workplace harassment.
But sometimes good fortune smiles on a faggot with a pure desire to be of service.
Recently I was privileged to meet a faggot named Liam, and he told me the extraordinary story of how he came to be owned by a younger black Alpha named Thabo. The ending will really surprise you!
I am now 41 so probably deemed an older fag, and I didn’t fully start to acknowledge my status until I came across the old website about 8 years ago.
Before then I had a couple of failed female relationships, and managed to father a child.
However there was always something missing. Growing up I had interactions with other boys but had always put it down to teenage hormones.
Anyway 8 years ago I started to explore the notion of being an Alpha. It was around that time I had just broken up with the mother of my child, I was living alone, and the more I read the more I recognised myself in the stories of Alphas/Faggots.
I was a bit drunk one evening (And I have to say a bit depressed about my current situation). I went onto Grindr and started looking around me. Initially I wasn’t sure I wanted to meet, but I wanted to see what was out there – one profile attracted my attention. It was a black guy – no face pics, but he was advertising that he was looking for a faggot cocksucker. The word faggot was what struck me the most.
After an hour or two of deliberation, I plucked up the courage to say a simple hello.
What followed was a solid 5 hours of exchanging messages. I asked him about the use of that word, and explained about the hierarchy I was discovering. He recognised it too, and had also seen the FWA website. Slowly but surely he started to show the Alpha he was – coaxing me into submitting to him. That evening, even though we didn’t meet, he coaxed me to serve him – sending pictures of myself. We even exchanged phone numbers and he had me on a video call humiliating myself. I never saw his face, just his torso.
Roll on the next day and I couldn’t get him out of my head, but I still didn’t know his name, or what he looked like. I messaged him a good morning but didn’t get a response. Hours passed and nothing. Figuring it was a one hit encounter I focussed on my work – I am a junior manager at the firm I work for.
Throughout the work day I walked down to the warehouse, and started to notice the people down there – mostly black people.
I carried out what I needed to do and returned to my office, when I realised I had a whatsapp message. It was him – commenting on how I looked very different in my work suit compared to my birthday suit.
By this point reality hit in- He worked for the same firm as me. I was panicking, and pleaded with him to be discreet. He replied laughing and said don’t worry – the secret is safe for now, as long as I was a good boy. He then said for me to meet him in a rarely used bathroom next to the warehouse at 4pm. He wanted to find me standing facing the wall, hands on my head. I still didn’t know who he was!
The next two hours were a form of torture – 4pm never seemed so far away, but eventually it came, and I nervously walked down. I passed various colleagues who exchanged pleasantries, offered to go for a post work drink, and so on, and all I could think about was what was coming.
I found the bathroom, and entered, nervously. I adopted the position and waited. My mouth dry, legs slightly shaking until after 10 minutes the door opened. And then he was there, behind me. I fought every instinct to turn around, as he reached round me, undid my belt and slid down my pants and underwear. He told me to kick off my shoes and socks and step out of my pants. He then picked up my boxers, placed them over my head and told me to turn round and kneel.
I sucked him off – there and then, still unable to see him until he eventually came in my mouth.
He then pushed a sock into my mouth and pulled the boxers off my head.
For the first time I saw who he was – he worked in the warehouse and was at least 3 levels of seniority below me, yet somehow he wasn’t. He was an Alpha. He held the sock in my mouth and started to speak, explaining how he now owned me, and I was going to do everything he said, otherwise my pictures were being shared to everyone in the office.
That was my first interaction with him, and I knew from then on I was his. Of course there was some reluctance on my part – I had never been a faggot before, but he trained me. He has shown incredible amounts of patience, molding me into what he wanted.
During Covid he moved in with me, (During a period lockdowns were relaxed). Then another lockdown hit and we had a lot of time together, where he could really cement my training. He controlled everything – my phone, my clothing, even my money (He has never asked me for money, but he does control what I can spend it on). More and more I got used to being kept naked, caged and controlled. He started showing me off to his black friends when they were on zoom calls together, and damn that was humiliating.
He still lives with me, and we have progressed that now I am always kept naked at home. Everyone connected to me personally knows my status. He shares me with his alpha friends, both sexually and domestically.
We are planning to get married soon, but the service will be around me declaring my servitude to him.
I think I have covered most of our Journey, I am sure there are parts that people will want more detail on though, so happy to expand where people want it.
Fag Liam
Can you believe how well that worked out??
First of all, I’m really humbled and surprised that both Liam and Master Thabo were readers of FagsWorshipAlphas.com, the site that led into this one. That site and this one (as well as the podcast) have had more reach and influence than I ever anticipated when I started it ten years ago! While I’m sure Master Thabo needed little help from me to embrace his truth, it’s nice that my work helped Liam accept his faghood and finally take the steps needed to find fulfillment!
That bathroom encounter was a bold first move, but anybody who knows anything about black Alphas knows they fear very little. They have the dick and the power to make any opposers stand down and/or submit. But the more significant impact of his bold first move was to impress upon his new faggot Liam that he is a fearless Master who expects obedience and service wherever he might demand it.
It seems like Master Thabo has done an excellent job training Liam to be exactly that obedient slave every black Alpha deserves, including serving his Alpha Pack brothers sexually and domestically! This is a wonderful compliment Master Thabo is paying Liam, because he is proud of his faggot!
In fact, he’s so proud of his faggot that he’s planning to MARRY him! For those keeping score, this will be the FIFTH Alpha/faggot marriage to come (in part) from this site and my efforts! Name another site anywhere on the World Wide Web that can match the record of what is being accomplished here DAILY! Don’t even bother because it doesn’t exist!
I think Liam’s story should be one all aging faggots should meditate upon. Sure, Liam is just 41 years old, so it’s not like he’s ready for the old folk’s home … but he’s obviously insecure about it (mainly due to the fact that his Master is several years younger). My point is this: it’s NEVER too late to find an Alpha to serve in some way! Humble yourself and earnestly offer yourself, and Alphas will find a way to use you and incorporate you into their lives!
I thank my brother Liam for sharing his incredible story!
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(Originally published on FWA in August of 2019)
There have been at least four half-started versions of this story during this blog’s 4.5-year history. Every time I would start it, I’d feel panic and stop. But, for the sake of transparency, I finally got it done. Enjoy my shame!
For a time when I was 27 I had no Owner. So, of course, I was out prowling the night and sucking dick pretty regularly. One Friday evening I met a local Alpha named Carlo (not his real name). Carlo was 21 years old and gorgeous. He looked A LOT like this pretty famous amateur porn star that I’m sure most of my readers have seen at one point or another:
Needless to say, I was pretty excited to serve this guy. Sadly, we couldn’t get together that night, so he invited me over the next day after he got off work.
I arrived on time at the condo address (he was renting it). He opened the door wearing a black Adidas tee-shirt, basketball shorts, and some red Converse shoes.
“Come in,” he said flatly. I looked up at him. His dark eyes were unsympathetic, predatorial. He looked like a hungry human shark. I followed his command and entered. The condo was a split level unit. The lower level had no furniture in it. There were beer cans and trash scattered here and there around the place.
He saw me surveying the damage. “Had a party last night since it’s my last weekend,” he said dismissively. “Wanna beer?”
He handed me a Budweiser and we sat together on the brick fireplace. Mostly mindless “getting to know you” chit-chat. I couldn’t take my eyes off of his feet.
“What size shoe do you wear, Sir?” I asked tentatively.
He smiled. “Size twelve.”
“Wow,” I replied breathlessly, not even trying to disguise my lust.
“You like that?” he asked. I nodded. “Take my shoes off.”
I practically fell on my face stumbling to my knees at his feet. The shoes were barely tied, so I slipped them off one at a time. No socks – beautiful. His feet were big and wide and suckable. I followed my natural instinct and leaned down to kiss them. Carlo chuckled nervously.
While I was lost in worship, I heard the rustling of fabric. I looked up to see Carlo discarding his shirt, exposing his nicely-built chest decorated with several tattoos. They looked beautiful on the light-brown sugar of his skin.
He glared down at me. “I want you to suck my dick.” With that, he pulled his shorts down, allowing a large brown cock to flop out. I scrambled up to meet it, hungrily sucking it into my mouth. It was already pretty hard, but it stiffened to full power almost instantly as I sucked the fat head.
“Yeah, you faggots like that,” he growled. I was not his first. I mumbled affirmatively while taking more of his meat down my throat. He wrapped a hand around the back of my head and gently pushed my head onto it.
Let me tell you, he smelled amazing. I don’t think he had showered from the previous night, and he had that sweaty musk emanating from his crotch. At the first chance, I went and began licking his round, swollen balls in order to inhale that scent more deeply.
Then Carlo surprised me. “I want to fuck you.”
I bolted upright. Like a stupid faggot, I hadn’t prepped prior to meeting up. I thought I might suck this Latino god and nothing more. In addition, my digestive system wasn’t exactly cooperating. I began begging off his plan to fuck me, but he only became more insistent.
Finally, he had enough. “Faggot, take off your clothes,” he ordered firmly. Game over.
I took off my clothes glumly like I was preparing for the gas chamber and tossed them onto the fireplace. Then Carlo took me by the arm and led me upstairs to the bedroom.
Unlike the lower level, the bedroom still had most of its furniture intact. Carlo placed a hand on my back and pushed me face-first onto the bed. I remained still, breathing heavily out of fear of what could happen. I heard him pump lube and slather it on his cock. Then he swiped some over my hole.
Carlos placed his hands firmly on my hips and yanked me toward him so that my ass was draped over the edge of the bed. I lifted my ass to meet him. Then I felt him push his cock in slowly, the lips of my ass stretching around it.
He began to fuck me hard. I could hear him grunting with almost every thrust. It felt amazing, truly, but I was distracted. I was feeling something churning in my bowels.
The pressure and pushing were becoming too obvious to ignore. I began to crawl forward away from him, but Carlo grabbed me and held me in place. He was getting close.
Then it happened. I felt a wetness on my legs. Then light splattering. I WAS SHITTING ON THIS ALPHA! Incredibly, Carlo was undeterred. He kept pounding my ass, each thrust accompanied by a wet thwap! My mind went elsewhere. Like any moment of trauma, the only defense is to divorce yourself from what is happening with your body.
Carlo finally stopped and pulled out. I slowly turned around. Carlo was panting and sweaty, his cock and lower torso covered with my diarrhea. The smell was beyond description.
“I … I’m so sorry Sir …” I whispered.
“I’m going to take a shower,” said Carlo in a no-nonsense tone, “clean yourself up in the bathroom downstairs.”
I turned toward the bedroom door. “And don’t leave,” he added.
I stumbled down the stairs in a daze. I went into the small downstairs bathroom and looked at myself in the mirror. I felt like crying. I solemnly cleaned myself as best as I could.
I went into the living room and quickly dressed. I could hear Carlo finishing his shower. I was tempted to leave, but I obeyed his order to stay.
Eventually, Carlo came downstairs in just a towel. “I thought you might leave,” he said, almost smirking. My eyes were cast downward. “No, Sir, you told me to stay.”
We talked idly for a few minutes as I slowly slunk toward the door. Then, as I was leaving, he said, “I’ll call you.” I nodded and left.
I didn’t think he would ever call me again, but he did! I never answered any of the calls or returned them. I just couldn’t face him after that.
Is there a lesson that can come from this awful story? Maybe a couple:
1. Always be prepared when meeting with an Alpha.
2. Never judge the sexual interests of a Man. You never know what he might like or want.
3. Shit happens.
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Double The Pleasure!
The following post is part of a thread following the discoveries of a muscular straight Colombian Alpha named Juan as he owns and uses faggots as part of his stable of worshipers. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!
When Master Juan last contacted me about being confronted by the opportunity to use twin faggots, there was little doubt in my mind he was going to use them together, and OFTEN! Since he started using fags, straight Master Juan has become addicted to the power he feels with every new faggot he breeds!
But twins are especially enticing to Alphas for whatever reason. I imagine Alphas get a thrill over the conquest of two identical humans, knowing that their power is universal and absolute. I’m not Alpha, so I wouldn’t know.
Fortunately, Master Juan did use those twin faggots, and he wrote about how he felt while doing it:
Hola Sam, Juan Colombian Alpha here. I wanna let you know that I followed your advise and decided to fuck the two twins. It was weird at first but I took a deep breath and focused on my hard black cock ready to fuck their holes, and the two fags kneeling in front of me. I had fucked one of them before and his pussy was great, but his brother was equally good in sucking cock.
And the boys were so happy together that they made me even hornier. The first one would lick my balls while the other one sucked my cock, then they changed and kept alternating for a while. I needed to tell them to stop, otherwise I would shoot my load on their faces before fucking their asses. I fucked both doggy on my couch, two pink holes side by side shaking their asses just for me and begging for my cock. It is a truly unique feeling to see two exactly equal faggots shaking two equal asses for me. Can you believe that even their holes are the same? Tight, pink, and hungry for my load.
I did what they wanted and fucked the first one, then I changed for the other one, and banged the first one again. Both of them rode me nice and deep, I could feel my cock touching them really deep, and believe or not, but even the feeling of their tight holes were the same. I felt like fucking the same person twice, they moved the hips the same way while riding my cock. What an awesome fuck. When I was getting close, one of them asked if I could cum on their faces, instead of breeding just one of them. And both good boys deserved my load, so I agreed to do that. I told them to kneel and made them suck my cock again.
At that point I was really impressed by their connection, because the first one was sucking my cock and jerking me off and he felt I was getting close, so without saying a word, he held my cock, jerking me off, and his brother opened his mouth, so I shot a huge load on the fag’s mouth while his brother held my cock, I shot some more and the other boy held my cock against his face. So one boy had cum in his mouth and the other one had cum on his cheeks, but quickly rubbed his fingers all over it to taste my cum too. They’re such good boys, one of the best fucks of my life.
They thanked me for my load and said that very few Alphas agree to fuck them together. They like to serve the same men without telling them they’re twins, alternating in different days who gets fucked. But their biggest fantasy is getting fucked at the same time and the boys are now very grateful that I made it come true. After I fucked them, I was talking to a friend of mine about this experience and told him that I was still feeling a little weird for making a boy hold my cock while I came in his brother’s mouth. But my friend said something beautiful, and I’d like to finish my update with his words on a more philosophical note:
“there are so many families fighting around the world, so many brothers hating each other. What’s the matter of two beautiful boys who love each other so much and are willing to share even their pleasure to serve?”
That’s a beautiful experience!
I guess if I were a black Alpha with a big black dick, I’d probably love seeing two fag twins worshiping me at the same time, too. It’d probably also be nice to have two identical faggots bent over and begging to be fucked as well!
But I think the lesson that Alphas should learn from Master Juan’s experience is the importance of owning a stable faggots to serve together. I have covered enough of this to confidently say that Alphas really ascend much more rapidly when they are served and worshiped by a harmonious group of faggots.
Longtime readers will remember how much more powerful Toronto Masters Nick, Matt, and Jin became when they owned multiple in-house faggots. They would also set aside special worship days when all of the fags would spend hours pleasuring them.
The net result from such intense, focused worship was greater power and glory for Alphas that deserve it.
Master Juan definitely deserves it! I love that he’s branching out and experimenting with a variety of avenues of worship (like the rimming he enjoyed receiving). All this does is help him more deeply embrace his true purpose!
Every Alpha deserves that!
(As an extra bonus, I’m adding this hot clip from Master @hollywoodpwrtop because he reminds me of Master Juan. Check out his OF at https://onlyfans.com/hollywoodpwrtop!)
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Always Respect A Master’s Alpha Pack!
The following post is part of a thread chronicling the life of domination of a God Alpha named Master Jase. CLICK HERE to read all posts in this thread in chronological order!
I’m often shocked by how disrespectful some faggots are with their Masters. I remember being particularly incensed with Chin when he would repeatedly disrespect and disobey Master Jin (especially considering the life Master Jin provided for him). It simply makes no sense. If an ALPHA chooses a faggot to be his personal property, that faggot should be endlessly grateful, not self-righteous.
That deep respect we faggots should have for Alphas also extends to an Alpha’s Pack as well. Typically an Alpha Pack is made up of an Alpha’s close Alpha friends, but it can also be simply those close to an Alpha. An Alpha considers these people to be an extension of himself, so a faggot should do the same.
Like I said, I find it hard to imagine any faggot showing disrespect to an Alpha, but I really find it hard to understand a faggot showing Master Jase such disrespect. Seriously? He regularly (like, daily?) destroys males twice his size. He has unparalleled aggression and gym-honed strength. Even if a faggot could match his physical strength, it lacks the internal components Master Jase was born with that makes him one of the most fearsome predators on Earth.
You’d have a better chance of survival while disrespecting a bull … or a T-Rex.
Nevertheless, some fags have a death wish, and Master Jase has provided us with a great example. Listen to his account:
I think you’d be interested in this past weekend’s punishment-training of a fag who doesn’t know his place. I mentioned a few days ago that I had a roided up fag choking on my cock as I messaged you. While his weekend-long punishment may have ended, breaking his will and his submission is only starting. His name for now is mutt. You know I attach importance to titles. Sluts are above fags, fags are above mutts.
To keep a long story short, the now roided fag disrespected not only one of my social circle friends, but also chose to insult me. I had a night out with my social circle, and he confronted one of my social circle friends in such an arrogant, demeaning, cocky and entitled way that he had all my instincts pulsing to be released.
I had him grabbed by his collar and pinning him against a wall, ordering him to apologise. He does so, but then sealed his fate by demanding I let him go, referring to me as “this kung fu chink”.
You can imagine how it ended for him. I had his face slammed into the carpet and pinned, grinding it with a barely leashed alpha fury. I easily dragged him down to a car where one of my friends, who has served me before, drove me home. I had him, a man twice my size ripped with my muscle, meekly kneeling on the back-seat while I had a hand fisted in his hair the whole time.
I told him to cancel all his plans. I took his phone and slapped and punched his face around for good measure. As we got closer to my place, I told the fag that I was going to teach it good manners and behaviours, and I was going to beat it into him. “You’re about to learn your place as dirt barely worthy to touch my feet.”
He learnt swiftly that despite the size difference, I outpowered him. I choked and punched him til he almost lost breath. I kicked him as he weakly rolled underneath me. I pressed his head down into the floor with my foot as I tore his expensive clothes off. I punched him more. I took pleasure in inflicting hard, brutal, alpha violence on his hard, muscled body.
The thrill of manhandling and subdueing a strong built man into a overpowered muscle fag never gets old. Nothing gets my blood pumping and my cock harder than physically dominating a larger hunk. Nothing says owned and conquered like the now naked fag weakly crawling on the ground towards my feet, beaten and red, and I’m standing over him, dressed to impress, my muscles pumped from overpowering him.
I let my in-house slut watch as both entertainment and reward. He knelt nearby, captivated by my every move, and I knew he was hungry and waiting to serve and obey my next command for him. But I was far from done with the pathetic mutt.
I planted my boots against his face and made him kiss and lick them. I freed my giant straining cock from my pants, and let it bounce out and loom over the mutt like a battering ram. I could barely see the pathetic fag worshipping my boots under my massively pumped and thick cock.
My pre pooled on the back of his head, but when he tried to look up, I stamped on his head, pinning it to the ground. He obediently went back to worshiping my boots. When I finally gave him permission to look up…well. Fag, you of all people will no doubt have understood the absolute look of awe, fear, terror and wonder washed over his face upon seeing my monster cock looming over him.
I let my cock sway over the fag’s face for some time, before commanding him to tell me what he sees. “It’s so fucking big. You have such glorious balls and dick,” the fag began babbled, and I could hear him instinctively sniff in my scent. I could see his eyes transfixed on the slight flexing of my cock above him.
I gripped him again by his hair and slapped my cock across his face, letting him feel its immense weight and heat. I told him that my god cock will break him. I will use him. I will own him. “But you’re worthless right now, FAG. You need to earn the right to beg to serve me and my cock.”
I kicked him away, and he still was spellbound to my cock swinging out of my pants as he collapsed. I beckoned to my in-house slut and told him to make me comfortable. Being the good trained slut bitch he was, he began to undress and worship me at the same time.
The fag stayed on the ground and watched as my slut slowly pulled my boots and pants off, kissed my feet and snuggled against my legs. He continually thanked me as he made love to my pumped and strong muscles as he got my shirt off and kissed my pecs. Not once did he touch my cock or balls. He knew he didn’t get permission, so he worshipped everything else he could, including my pits. He put on a good show for the mutt.
Now naked, I made the mutt crawl towards me and sniff and lick my bare feet. Gripped him by the hair and made him look and smell at my cock. The fag made a mistake of trying to lick my cock from the overwhelming musk coming from it. I threw him down and punished his face and body, and told him to do it again. One more mistake and I would throw him out.
I held him under my cock for a long time until his face was smeared and dripping in my pre, and his eyes were completely dilated and dazed. I let go of him and the mutt collapsed to the ground, breathless and barely conscious. So fucking pathetic.
I pulled him back up and crushed his face under my huge cock. Made him stroke my cock with both of his hands. Made him cup and grope my balls. Made him sniff the overpowering scent of my manhood. Had him slowly go to kissing, and then made him hold his tongue out as I dragged my cock up and down, letting him taste my full length.
Finally I stuck my cockhead in his mouth. Told him to open wider, and bent his head back as I let the immense weight of my giant cock push its way in the fag’s mouth. I watched as his lips got taut, and his eyes began to tear up, and his jaws to widen even more. The faggot mutt could barely take in just my cockhead. Yet like all fags when they taste an alpha’s cock, he was instinctively adjusting to take more. His tongue was working, his throat was clenching, and I kept pushing.
By the end of the first couple hours, he had taken an additional couple inches of my cock and I felt my cockhead press against the back of his throat. More than half my cock was still outside his mouth. I made him stroke the remaining of my cock. Told him to taste. Told him to swallow my pre. I would pull out and slap his face around with both my hand and cock while he gasped for air before I pushed my cock back into his mouth. Force him until he was almost breathless before repeating it all again.
I hadn’t cum at all. You can imagine how throbbingly angry my cock was. My in-house slut had waited all this time, obedient and ready. I told the mutt to lower his head, all the way until his head touched the ground, and made him stay that way while I picked up my slut, slipped out his butt-plug and I pumped my cock into his ready muscled cunt. I made sure to fuck him loud and hard, so the mutt could hear every thrust and every slap. My slut cried and moaned and thanked me as I fucked him all over the room while the mutt remained kneeling and head to the ground. My slut had five assgasms in the one and a half hours I power-fucked him for.
I made the mutt look up as I got closer to breeding my slut. The fag watched as I suspended my slut above him and slammed him up and down my massive cock. I told him to watch what he craved, but needed to earn. I bred my slut so deep and so full that he was overfilling; I felt my cum spurting out his tight abused cunt ring around my cock and freely running down my thighs.
I pulled out my cock and the mutt moaned so loudly at the sight. I didn’t care, I flipped my slut so I could slide my cock in and out of his open mouth to clean it off cum and pre. Put him down and advanced on the mutt still kneeling. “Look at my cock,” I told the mutt. “You don’t deserve to clean it. You don’t deserve to receive my seed.” I walked and shoved my cockhead into the mutt’s head, making him choke. “You only deserve to taste it.”
This repeated throughout that night and the next day. I would command the mutt constantly. I would wrestle him, pin him, beat his body, then make him worship my pumped muscles. I left for a workout and commanded my in-house slut to wash the mutt. I came home to a clean and kneeling fag, and I shoved his face into my sweaty crotch to lick and sniff. I would tell him to glove up and fight in my home-gym ring, and when he inevitably lost to my overwhelming strength, I would use his body as a living heavy bag and between rounds, drill his mouth wide open.
I gave my in-house slut permission to use the mutt as well. My slut is a pre-alpha in training, so on occasion, I allow him to use what he’s learnt from me. While I pounded another fag in my room, I could hear him instructing the mutt on how to suck his cock. He would report back while worshiping my body and cock about the mutt’s progress. My slut has gotten very good at using his own dominance against inferior fags, using many of my techniques that I have used on him.
On Sunday morning, I painted the mutt’s face with pre, streaking his hair and cheeks in it, and made it tell me if it remembers what it did wrong on Friday. He began crying and pleading, saying he was so sorry for his rudeness, that knew his place now. “Please let me be your fag,” he begged hoarsely. His throat must have been so sore and rough, but he still begged. I pushed my cock against his lips, asked him to show me how much he wanted to be owned. He worshiped my cock and balls like his last meal.
As a final reward, I gripped his head and skull-fucked him for the first time. Letting him feel the same power in my thrusting cock as my punches. All the time, I told him that he will always be nothing but a fag to serve my needs. That he would serve me, but be broken and used how I wanted him to. He could still barely take half my cock in his mouth and throat. He gagged and flailed and cried and drooled, but he had never looked better.
I pulled out and just looked down at him as he heaved and panted. His built body red from days of hard punishment, his lips swollen and some splits, his eyes puffed, his chin soaked in spit and pre and his eyes disfocused. His face was utterly ruined. I turned away and told my slut to take him home, but told the faggot mutt that I would train his cunt the next time.
The dirty-talk was ongoing, fag. Very early on, I told the mutt, “Your only response from now is ‘Yes, Sir’.” He obeyed.
While he worshipped my feet and cock, I gave a lot of one-word commands. They are powerful.
“Crawl.” “Yes, Sir.” He crawled towards me, his eyes still locked onto me. I raised a foot and pressed it into his face.
“Sniff.” “Yes, Sir.” He took deep inhales, taking in the strong scent of my feet.
“Lick.” “Yes, Sir.” He slurped and licked over the base and even began to suck on my toes. I then shoved my foot on the back of his head and pinned his face to the ground.
“Thank me.” “Yes, Sir, thank you, Sir,” was his muffled groaning reply.
When it came to my cock laying on top of his face. “Sniff”. “Kiss.” “Look.” “Keep your tongue out.” Such simple commands yet so powerful when I say it.
When I started to put my cock in his mouth. “Open.” “Wider.” “Taste.”
I can’t remember all that I said or commanded, but that is just a taster.
It’s been a very long time since I’ve had to punish-train a mutt like this, faggot Sam. It’s a thrill, a reminder that I rule over other men, especially ones so cocky and entitled. That a huge muscled man twice my size and weight is but another demolished ragdoll in front of my superior strength and dominance.
Can you even believe this faggot called Master Jase a “kung-fu chink” to his face?? When I read that, I felt my blood pressure rise. I’m surprised Master Jase didn’t just end the fag’s life right then!
I think it goes without saying that this faggot deserved every bit of the punishment it received.
I’m on record as advocating that Alphas should not physically punish a fag when it misbehaves (because many faggots get off on the abuse). Of course, I would never presume to tell Master Jase how he should train his faggots. He definitely knows what he’s doing!
The extended weekend torture sequence Master Jase described above might not have been as effective without the call/response part when Master Jase was retraining its mind with his boot on its face. I can’t emphasize this enough. Alpha Masters must get inside the MINDS of their faggots through effective training, not violence. A faggot can handle a lot of physical abuse, but it’s the possible loss of access and privileges that really drive it.
But Master Jase is an exceptional Owner of faggots, so he knew exactly how to break this faggot of its disrespect.
Once more I implore my faggot brothers to humble yourselves and treat every aspect of your Master’s life – including his Pack – with the utmost respect and care!
Thank you, Master Jase!
Yours,
sam the faggot
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Master Juan’s Double Trouble!
The following post is part of a thread following the discoveries of a muscular straight Colombian Alpha named Juan as he owns and uses faggots as part of stable of worshipers. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!
When straight Alphas first try owning and using faggots, there is usually a little bit of an adjustment period needed. After all, they’re accustomed to the demure hesitations and resistances of females. Faggots, on the other hand, are much wilder and always eager to serve. It’s literally a new world for a straight Alpha.
But once a straight Alpha adjusts to the uninhibited, service-oriented nature of faggots, he suddenly realizes exactly how powerful he is and how unlimited his options for pleasure and worship truly are!
Master Juan of Colombia has been going through that adjustment phase, and practically every faggot he’s encountered has blown his mind as well as his cock. However, he just had an encounter that is so unusual that he had to share it:
Hello Sam, this is Juan from Colombia again. I think I am a magnet of unusual fags, because after the fag addicted to my farts, I have another awkward situation to solve. I like to search for new holes on Grindr at least once a week and I hardly ever end the night without a fag in my bed. A few weeks ago, I met a really sexy femboy twink, willing to take my black cock all night long. All good. I bred his hole a few times and then he told me that he wanted to have a 3some and serve me together with another boy. Just like any other top, I loved the idea, but then he revealed that he wanted to do it with his twin brother. He then showed me videos of them making out and sucking rimming each other’s fag hole. They’re exactly equal, it’s like a fag making out with a clone. And I don’t know what to do, that’s too crazy for me. At the end of the day, I am the man of the house and I’ll do whatever I want. But I’d like to know your opinion on this. I’d be happy to fuck them on different days but their kink is serve the same man at the same time. Sounds like a perfect porn movie, a black cock fucking 2 tight pink holes, but that’s still weird for me. Maybe I’m just being a conservative latino and people in Europe are more open minded?
I know plenty of Alphas who would kill their own mothers for a chance to fuck and breed twink faggot twins. As Master Juan points out, it’s practically straight out of a porn movie!
Master Juan is (I suppose) asking me if I think it would be a good idea to use these twin fags together. My answer is a RESOUNDING YES! In fact, I struggle to find a down side to a situation like this.
On the other hand, there are plenty of positives. First of all, twins have a strange connection to each other, which helps them in situations like this one to deliver coordinated pleasure.
And then there are simply the benefits of using twin faggots for pure worship. Imagine Master Juan sitting in a chair and twin fags between his legs and worshiping his cock together! Imagine the pleasure from that! Imagine the power he’d feel being adored as the focus of their world!
Alphas are always seeking worship and submission. There’s no better way to experience this than by using twin faggots!
So I hope Master Juan takes my advice and uses them together! It’s time for him to let go of his conservative upbringing and embrace the hierarchical power and glory bestowed upon him by nature!
Thank you, Master Juan!
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The Creation Of New Lives
The following post is part of a thread chronicling the rise and reign of a gay God Alpha named Master Alejandro who, along with his straight Alpha brother, enslaved Maria and her faggot husband! CLICK HERE for all posts in this thread in chronological order!
Men in general are gifted with the power to create life, but Alphas even more so. Not only is Alpha cum superior genetically, but it’s also more potent and fertile. This is why Alphas typically have so many more kids than inferior males. Every woman opens her legs to giant Alpha cock so that her egg can be drenched with powerful Alpha seed. It’s evolutionary.
But the phrase “create life” has another meaning: to set someone on a new path that leads to a new life of freedom. They are reborn, or “born again” as Christians refer to it. Alphas have the power and wisdom to force inferiors to accept their natural and more fulfilling purpose as owned slaves of superior Men. In fact, I would suggest that this is a critical function of all hierarchically-awakened Alphas. It’s almost a duty.
I mention these two aspects of an Alpha’s great power to create life because of the latest update from Master Alejandro. In the last update from him we learned about how Master Alejandro (a gay Alpha) was asked by his friend Maria to come fuck her closet-fag husband Miguel. But Master Alejandro decided to up the ante by asking his straight Alpha brother to fuck and breed Maria with the intention of breaking up their marriage.
So did the plan work? If you have to ask, then you don’t yet appreciate the power of God Alphas! Read on:
Hola Sam, here’s your one and only Master Alejandro again, what’s up?
I bring some nice updates for you about Maria. I’ll try to be brief. We just found out yesterday that she is pregnant! She is a little scared because she wasn’t planning to get pregnant so quickly, but I guess Alpha cum is inevitable jajajaja lol my brother pumped so much cum in her pussy that now I have a beautiful niece or a Alpha nephew coming next April!!
The biggest problem for us was that Miguel and Maria were still officially married. My brother and I took the situation in our Alpha hands and decided to do what was right. So guess what? I was in doubt about how to convince them to accept the divorce, Miguel was convinced that we should be a throuple and he didn’t know about my brother’s existence yet. My brother literally said for me “hermano, put this guy on all fours and make him repeat that he wants a divorce with your hard dick close to his face. Tell him that you won’t give him dick anymore if he keeps deceiving Maria, I’ll do the same with the girl”
And it was so easy Sam LOL my brother took Maria to his house, fucked her multiple times, and asked her if she wanted to divorce Miguel while his big cock was inside her pussy. According to him, she said “yes, yes, yes” begging for his cock lol and for me was easy too. Miguel was sucking my cock, I held his hair, slapped his cheeks with my hard cock and said “that’s what you want? So you need to leave Maria and be mine.” He didn’t answer at first, and was silently looking up at me, refusing to say it. Then I just said “well, I guess I can leave if you’re not ready” jajajaja lol the faggot said yes in 2 seconds, and just said “give it to me please!”I fucked his mouth and gave him a load to taste.
Maria just found out she is pregnant and she doesn’t want to shock her family, so I told her to divorce, move in with my brother, become his good girl, then announce she’s pregnant as if nothing had happened. Miguel’s biggest fear is his family and friends finding the little slut he is, and I respect that. As long as he is my good cumdump, I respect that Jajaja lol
So yeah Sam, life is good for Alphas like me. Now my good friend will be my sister in law, my Alpha brother is going to be a father for the first time, and I have a niece or a nephew coming soon. I don’t usually think a lot about the feeling of my fags because they take cock and cum and that’s enough, but with Miguel I need to be more careful because he still thinks he can be a father and the chief of a family. So I need to show him that he can still be happy as a slut and a cumdump.
My brother said that Miguel can visit Maria and know the baby, but there is no way he will act like the man of the household. My brother was very clear and said that his house has only one Man and Master, so Miguel will be welcome as long as he doesn’t try to raise the kid as a Man. I don’t know if that’s gonna work, but Miguel could be the fag friend who gives presents to the baby lol let’s see, I have 9 months to pump my load in his hole!
I want to say that I’m so proud of you to change this thread and celebrate my glory and my cock Sam. That’s how it should be!! You’re a really good boy and I’m kinda horny thinking about feeding you some loads, would you serve me like my new fag Miguel? Jajajaja lol
Pretty jaw-dropping, right?
Before anybody starts objecting to the actions of these two God Alpha brothers, let’s get this straight: the marriage between Miguel and Maria is a sham, an unholy and ugly thing that needed to be destroyed. No attractive and fertile young woman should be trapped in a loveless marriage to a sexually-useless FAGGOT. The marriage only exists because of Miguel’s lies, both to her and himself. So these Alpha brothers are performing a vital hierarchical function by correcting unrighteous situations before more lives are ruined.
I love that Master Alejandro and his straight Alpha brother (name???) have scheming sessions where they plot out the lives of the inferiors they own! But who else better to play God than God Alphas, right?
It’s also so interesting to me that Master Alejandro’s straight brother understands how to properly train faggots! It’s yet another proof that straight Alphas understand the use, function, and ownership of faggots instinctively.
And Master Alejandro’s brother is exactly right – there’s no way Miguel should have anything to do with the raising of Maria’s unborn child. First of all, the child came from a God Alpha’s testicles and is the product of superior breeding. Miguel the faggot has no claim on the child.
Meanwhile, Master Alejandro’s monster cock and copious cumshots are working their magic on Miguel’s brain, forcing him to face the uncomfortable truth about himself: he’s not a Man. He was born a faggot, and destined to be the owned property of the God Alpha who gave him new life.
It is my hope that this marriage can be annulled quickly so that these two God Alpha brothers can take ownership of the new lives they’ve created with their Alpha cocks and Alpha power!
I thank Master Alejandro for keeping me up-to-date and sharing his life so freely! He and his brother are living testaments to the life-changing (and life creating) truth of Hierarchy!
P.S. I’d be honored to serve you and take every load you chose to give me, Master!
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