The following post is part of a larger thread chronicling the awakening of a straight Brazilian Alpha named Vinicius who has taken ownership of his former friend and faggot Felipe while trying to raise his teenage Alpha son in hierarchical truth. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!

This is the second part of this story. CLICK HERE to read the first part!

In the previous post we learned that straight Master Vinicius finally decided to use his long-term friend and faggot Felipe sexually. When he first found out the truth about Felipe being a fag, he swore he wouldn’t use Felipe sexually because, as he said, he’s not interested in that. Frankly, this is justifiably the position more straight Alphas have regarding sex with males. After all, there is no natural attraction to another male.

But something this site has consistently taught and documented over the years is this fundamental truth: straight Alphas are turned on by POWER and WORSHIP, and that overrides any other concern they might have about gay sex.

That’s because sex between a straight Alpha and a faggot isn’t about sexual attraction, but rather, it’s about pure domination. That kind of power is its own aphrodisiac.

Needless to say, Master Vinicius was literally and figuratively blown away by the worshipful blowjobs Felipe gave him, and the surge of unconquerable power he felt charged through him like a lightning strike. He knew he needed to actually claim Felipe completely.

He decided to finally fuck and breed his first faggot!

I prepped Master Vinicius beforehand on the fruits of complete faggot ownership, as well as how to cunt a faggot and the importance of it. I had to act quickly, because it was clear a tsunami of lust was surging in Master Vinicius, and this was going to happen sooner than later!

Then it happened. Here are Master Vinicius’s account of what transpired physically, metaphysically, and, most importantly, hierarchically:

As I told you I had my fag Felipe coming over to be my bitch for the evening as I watched the game. When he got to my place I told him to pour me a beer, put the rest in the fridge and set the snacks on a tray and bring me everything as I laid on the couch, in the boxers I had on the whole day. He brought everything and I told him to take off his clothes and kneel… But I wasn’t very fond of that sight. I don’t know, I didn’t feel comfortable seeing his little baby dick out in the wild. So I told him to go to the master bedroom and pick up a pair of panties from my wife’s drawer. He’s such a slut he picked a pair of red lace panties, a little see through on the front. His “dick” is SO SMALL it barely made a bulge. He actually looked like a girl from the waist down (he was fully shaved… I was impressed by that)

So picture this: me wearing a pair of white Calvin Klein boxers already hard standing up in front of him, wearing nothing but my wife panties facing down to the ground as I was drinking a nice cold beer HE paid for. Life’s good, Sam.

I wish I knew that before.

I told him to worship me and beg me to make him my whore and he went on and on about how he dreamed about it since he met me, that he wanted to be a good boy for daddy and make me proud for giving him this opportunity to serve me. I made him put his hands on the ground, behind his back as he was kneeling to give him some support, because I wanted to use his throat as a fleshlight. So I bent his head a bit, put both of my legs behind his back with his head between my legs – as if I was sitting on his chest – and I started fucking that throat. This bitch doesn’t seem to know what a gag reflex is, and I love this about him! I was forcing his head up and down on my cock and he was taking it like a pro! I have a big cock, around 20cm (you do the conversion to inches) and the only times he gagged were when I got his nose pressed against my crotch and I blocked it to prevent him from breathing… He got my cock so slobbered that I don’t think I would had needed to use lube to fuck him. But I told him to lube anyway and to lay on his back on the ground.

You see… When I decided to fuck him I had pictured him on all fours or riding me. But I wanted to see the look on his face as he finally got the meat he’s yearned for years. And I wanted him to look me in the eyes as I entered his pussy to make a statement in his little head: that from now on the only cock that matters is mine. And Sam, what a trip that was! As soon as the tip of my cock entered his hole my fag started crying. I asked if I was hurting him, but he said those were tears of joy. I don’t know if it was the sight of that grown up man wearing my wife panties with his tiny little dick hard and crying of joy for having my cock inside him or just the rush of power that struck me – maybe a mix of both – but I was DETERMINED to turn that hole into a huge gape.

I was fucking him HARD. Taking it all out and shoving it back inside, aiming for different parts of his hole and get it as stretched as possible – his hole was surprisingly tight for someone who’s been getting fucked for 25 years. I was slapping his face, punching him on the side of his ribs, spitting on his mouth… I even rubbed his small ball sack like we do with a woman’s clit. My fag was going nuts, trembling/shaking uncontrollably, saying things that didn’t even make any sense while begging me to get him pregnant. I LOST MY MIND WHEN I HEARD THAT! I strangled his neck with one hand and told him to beg me louder to impregnate his pussy. I read that link you sent me about cunting. I’m sure that’s what was happening. I’ve never seen someone so given to me like that. I increased the speed and I told him I was about to cum and demanded him to say he’s my bitch and I bred him. It was something else… Un-fucking-believable! I’ve had women losing their mind over me in bed, but I never seen someone getting so senseless like he got. 

I took my cock out, had him kneeled again and told him to clean it up with his tongue while thanking me for breeding him. And he did it with the biggest smile on his face! 

I laid back on the couch, turned the TV on because the game was about to start and had him bringing me another beer, the tray with the snacks and a broom. He brought everything to me and I told him to lay on his back on the ground.

I took the broomstick, a roll of silver tape that was inside the tv rack drawer and I taped both of his feet to the broomstick in a way he couldn’t move his legs to the sides. I told him to raise his legs as far as he could and I placed one edge of the snack tray on the broomstick and told him to grab the other edge of the tray. He was supposed to be the support for it as I watched the game. I didn’t wanna hear a word, that he should try his hardest not to let anything fall for as long as I wanted him to stay that way and that, if he behaved like a good fag, I might let him cum at the end of the evening. In case he couldn’t handle it anymore I’d let him off this duty if he said “Fogo”. (My team’s nickname)

He was SO SCARED it was actually funny, but also adorable in a way. I could see he didn’t want to let me down. And Sam… He tried! And he earned my respect. It took him roughly 20 minutes to tap out. Way more than I was expecting. Luckily, for him, my team had already scored a goal and we were winning a tough away game. I let him off the restraints but he had to stay on the ground, massaging/sucking my feet as I watched the game. When we scored the second goal I smashed his little dick so hard he let out a moan that reminded me of a girl. I never heard his voice so high pitched! But he screamed like a pig when the other team scored a goal and I decided to aim my frustration on his balls. I never knew that kicking someone in the nuts could be THAT relaxing… at least for me! LoL 

Half-time came and I told him he could ride my cock as I answered some messages from my clients on my phone, but he was supposed to keep saying he’s my little girl and how much she loves my cock inside of her. Yes, I was referring to my fag in the feminine at this point. So, for around 20 minutes I had my fag riding my cock with my wife’s panties on, telling me how much my cock means to her as I had my phone in one hand answering my clients and playing with her tits with the other hand. And boy, she was perfect at it! I shot my second load by the time the second half was about to start. 

I needed to piss, so I took my fag to the toilet with me, told her to hold my cock with her teeth and lips as I pissed. I cleaned my cock on her face, ordered to pick me another beer and I was back on the couch – and my fag back on the floor. 

I don’t know what the fuck happened, but the other team scored 3 goals on the first 20 minutes of the second half and my team was behind the score by 2. I wasn’t happy at all about it, but I squeezed my fag’s small nuts so bad after the second goal that I felt bad for her when the 3rd came. I went to the master bedroom and picked up my wife’s vibrator, told my fag to lay on the couch on her back over my lap, legs wide open, and I used the vibrator in her ass like a stress relief tool… For me. I was aiming at my fag’s prostate the whole time. My neighbors might have heard the moaning. The human body is incredible, isn’t it? How can the stimulation on a specific spot make someone lose the sense of space and time?

I kept telling my fag I was pissed but it was because of the game. But she made me really proud. And that I wanted to start treating him like a girl, since his dick looks like an oversized clitoris and he has titties that could easily fill up a bra. My fag said she’s going to be my girl and as slutty as daddy wanted her to be. She even started talking with a different voice. She was such a good girl I told her she could cum… But only if she managed to do it hands free, because daddy was already stimulating her pussy and that’s how girls should cum. But she asked me to cum riding my cock instead of the vibrator. She had those needy puppy eyes and such a soft voice asking to cum riding her daddy that I couldn’t say no.

I got her riding my cock facing me. The other team had scored yet another goal so I was done with the match… The moment I was having with my fag girl felt much better. I got her to ride me and tell me how much she loved to serve me that evening, how much my cock meant to her and my fag girl gave me an Oscar winning speech of how amazing and life changing my cock is. That I wasn’t only her master, but her king, her god. That from now on my cock is her religion and that getting my cum is her sacred communion, that every drop of anything produced by my body is holy to her: my cum, my sweat, my spit, my piss… She was saying all of that while looking me in the eyes, hands behind my neck, my heavy breathing against hers. I ordered her to cum. I gave her a 60-second count down. I didn’t even got to the 40s and she squirted all over my stomach while thanking me for being so kind to let her cum. 

I had her cleaning the mess she made with her tongue then I shot my 3rd load on her face. I used my foot to spread my cum all over it and told her to clean my foot too. 

And just like that other night I told my fag to clean everything while I took a shower, to wash my wife’s panties and get the fuck out of my place before I was done showering because my boy could be back home any minute then and I didn’t want them to run into each other.

Sam… I’m really playing with the idea of turning my fag into a girl when I want to get worshipped and serviced.

It was my first time fucking someone who isn’t a woman and, Sam… I stand corrected. You were right all along. 

Absolutely astounding!

I love the analytical side of Master Vinicius’s brain being blown apart by the overwhelming experience of fucking and breeding his first faggot. His entire being was transformed into a raging beast of pure power and dominance, a point beyond the usefulness of words and rational thought. This makes sense, because all ascended Alphas can tap into that pure animal id because they’ve come to accept the natural use of faggots!

Once again, I commend Felipe for being such a good faggot and performing admirably as Master Vinicius thoroughly (and roughly) used him! So proud of my brother!

But I wanted to touch on the fact that Master Vinicius did, in fact, cunt Felipe on his very first try! For a straight Alpha, cunting their first faggot is almost as wondrous as what the faggot experiences. As Master Vinicius mentioned, he watched his faggot’s body shudder and his faggot’s face go slack and delirious, and it was something so intensely powerful that it made him need to pump his load deep into Felipe’s new pussy.

No matter how well Master Vinicius fucks his wife, he’s never going to experience TRANSFORMATION like that because of the power of his cock! Master Vinicius’s cock RULED this encounter, striking like a weapon and penetrating even the psyche of his new faggot. This is what Alpha cock does! It’s more than just a tool to fuck and breed things. It alters people, forcing them to submit and surrender to true Alpha power!

There is nothing stopping Master Vinicius now. He’s moved beyond the cares of unenlightened Men, ascending above them and clothed with glory. He can own anyone he wants now. If he wants a harem of female and faggot slaves worshiping him day and night, it’s all possible.

His God Alphahood is assured. He’s picked the lock and opened the gates to a Kingdom made just for him!

Thank you, Master Vinicius and his faggot, Felipe!

Yours,

sam the faggot

Sam–have you ever explored the concept of “microchimerism”? It’s the natural storage of foreign genetic material in the human body. Most controversially, it’s the idea of genetic information being permanently left following insemination. Seems to align with your theory on cunting.

Thanks for the question!

Boy, I love my audience! You guys come at me with some really well-researched and informative questions from time to time!

I haven’t heard that term in a very long time, so I had to reacquaint myself with microchimerism. Here’s the definition:

Microchimerism is the presence of a small number of cells in an individual that have originated from another individual and are therefore genetically distinct. 

Now, this phenomenon largely refers to pregnancy, but I do think microchimarism occurs with breeding faggots given the fact that the Alpha/Top’s semen enters the faggot/bottom’s bloodstream and integrates into the DNA of the recipient. There seems to be no literature or studies on this (which is baffling), but given my own reaction to being bred (and the similar testimony of other faggots), it’s clear that there is something happening when we are bred.

I don’t think cunting is really related to microchimerism. Cunting is a psycho-sexual reaction to being fucked, a physical reaction from prostate stimulation. Microchimerism occurs later in reaction to the assimilation of Alpha DNA.

However, I think there is so much more to unpack about the Alpha/fag dynamic that we simply don’t understand because science itself refuses to acknowledge the existence of hierarchical precepts. Cunting and microchimerism are examples of what is still left to discover!

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One of the symptoms of cunting is involuntary shaking.

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

When we describe powerful natural forces, we typically focus on the destructive power of that force. Think tornadoes, hurricanes, earthquakes, etc.

But there are also positive natural forces, ones that do not cause destruction, but rather, a building-up. Think about the greatest natural force in our world – the creation of life – and how that one act transforms everything in our lives. Men are tasked by nature to carry the weight of both forces within themselves alone, the power to destroy and the power to create. Our greatest Men, Alphas, lead by example how to best utilize both of these powers.

The best possible Alpha example of this natural dichotomy is Master Jase. He’s a intimidating mass of Alpha muscle equipped with a massive log of Alpha cock between his legs and an insatiable appetite for dominance and breeding. He has left many, many faggots permanently torn open physically and psychically.

But this post isn’t about Master Jase’s destructive power. Instead, it concerns Master Jase’s constructive power to build and mentor those he deems worthy.

A responsibility of an alpha that I believe in is nurturing not just fags and sluts in their roles, but potential other Alphas. I feel like it is not a talked often point. The past couple weeks, I have had the pleasure of starting to shape and guide a young Alpha. But I do have a question of my own at the end of this.

A recent fag of mine is a military man. Let’s call him Tyler. Tall, muscled, oozes masculine energy, all that strength was turned into one of subservience by my raw power and dominance. I easily subjugated him both in strength and sex, twisting his arms while I buried his face in my crotch, stepping on his face as he laid wasted on the ground, making him take my massive cock down his throat and powerfully breaking his hole into a reshaped cunt for my cock and seed.

It’s been a couple months, and Tyler, while making good progress, has still yet to take all of my god cock inside him. During this New Years, he beggingly asked if I could train him harder so he’ll able to take me completely. There was no better place than his own home, and I’ve been ravaging him every three days and wasting him.

Last week, Tyler told me that his younger brother would be staying with him, and asked if that would trouble me. I told him that serving me was what should be most important on his mind, regardless of whether his brother was around. That he shouldn’t be tense about letting his younger brother know he was a slut to a superior man.

I met his younger brother one night after I had fucked Tyler into a wasted, bred mess. Jake was his name. I appraised him as he did me, and a sense came over me that he was more commanding than he appeared to be. That was he was more of a leader than the fag I had just finished ruining. I only nodded at him and him me before I left.

The next time, Jake was there from start to end of when I was using Tyler. He was the first to ask me, “So you’re the guy who made my brother into a cock slut.” He said that Tyler had come clean to him that he was a bottom and sub. That he didn’t expect his military brother to be a slut. I asked him if that was a problem, and he said no, and telling me, “I’ve fucked guys and girls myself.”

At that point I think I felt the sense that he was also an alpha. I sat down and we talked. He told me about how he got off on commanding both guys and girls to suck and worship him. How he took control in his friendship group and led events and ideas. How he felt right being the one to order people around.

In return, I told him about alphahood. About the differences between him and other men, that there were levels to masculine dominance and power. That it was his right to own and rule over others, but that he had duties and responsibilities for the care and treatment of his sluts.

It was no question that I was still superior to Jake. Through our conversation, he slowly got more hard. I told him to strip, and at first he resisted, but I stood, staring at him, and he obeyed. I taught him his first lesson that there was hierarchy even between alphas. The first was a cock comparison; he was shocked that I outsized him by a significant amount.

The second was when he made a comment that he “never thought an Asian could fuck other men”. To that, I told him to kneel. And told him that alphas come in all shapes and sizes, and that he should never make assumptions. I then told him to kiss my cock that had just finished seeding his brother. He was hesitant at first, but as I stood over him, he slowly did. I then let him sit back next to me, but I kept my cock out of my shorts while he was completely naked, a physical sign that I was the dominant one and in control.

I then told him that he and Tyler could talk about the differences between themselves. How they individually feel around other men, how they view control, and the difference in his thought process compared to his fag brother’s. He was a bit iffy about me calling his brother a fag, but I told him, for men like Tyler, there was no greater compliment than calling him a good fag.

Before I left, I also told him that he was not allowed to physically touch Tyler without my permission. That I would be back in a couple days to teach him more.

Isn’t it interesting that Alphas can instantly sense other Alphas and separate them out from the rest? After all, Alpha Jake is the brother of the faggot Master Jase has been breaking, but even so Master Jase recognized the vast differences between the two.

Master Jase had a question for me:

My question to you, fag Sam. Do you think it would be a good idea to slowly teach Jake about alphahood by using his brother as a fag example? By that, I mean dominating his brother in front of him. Verbally, mentally, and physically. Showing all sides of my aggressive and brutal alphahood to Jake by using his fag brother. I have a certain thrill from thinking of doing so, but I would like a second opinion as to whether it would be appropriate.

My immediate response to this question was this:

As for your question, I don’t think “appropriate” is a necessary consideration when it comes to anything hierarchical, Master. All that matters is raw dominance and submission, instant needs, and pure instinct. All other concerns (like appropriateness) fall away in the face of overpowering Alpha needs and desires. You’re a God Alpha, Master. Any decision you make and act upon cannot be checked or second-guessed. You are the immovable mountain, Master. Everything moves around you.

You can see why Master Jase is so effective as a teacher, trainer and faggot owner. He thinks deeply about his moves like a chess master, always plotting the best course that will result in the best outcome. Even though Master Jase is rightfully selfish about what he does with lesser humans, he also seeks to free these inferiors and help them to become their best version.

It should be quite interesting to find out how Alpha Jake reacts to hearing his faggot brother getting brutally cunted. I’m sure there will be mixed feelings. After all, faggot Tyler is 28 years old, while Alpha Jake is just 20. In other words, Alpha Jake’s older brother – the one he looked up to in their youth – is going to be loudly cunted as the owned faggot of Master Jase. It’ll probably be a raw, emotional experience.

Master Jase is such an incredible example and hierarchical resource. He’s absolutely everything every faggot craves to serve, and everything lesser Men wish to be.

And in-between is Master Jase, balancing the forces of destruction and creation, the finalities of life and death. It’s all in his capable hands, and I’ve never felt safer!

Thank you, Master Jase!

This faggot has a question about cunt status, I was anally raped by a Man when I was underage, that was my first sexual experience. I didn’t tell anyone at the time and never really thought about it until I became an adult and had naturally gravitated towards Men and developed my own understanding of what being a faggot was going to mean for me. A recently, I met this particular Man who was one of if not the biggest I have taken and we have since been seeing eachother 2-3 times a week for a few months now. Only recently, I have seen a change in my assholes appearance and I believe my cunt is developing. Would my official cunting be the first Cock I took? Or the first Cock that started my cunting process?

Thank you for the question, brother!

I’m afraid you’ve misunderstood what I mean by the word “cunting”. The term refers to the internal orgasm a faggot experiences when an Alpha fucks them right. There are lots of resources on cunting (including a film I made) in the link on the front page.

What you’re experiencing is the natural transformation of your hole into a boy pussy. Congratulations on that! It’s an amazing thing that we get from our Alphas. They love seeing a faggot with a boy pussy, because their natural attraction to pussy triggers them.

That means your Alpha is stretching you out! Enjoy it!

Here is God Alpha @itslynnox cunting his faggot.

This turns Master Lynnox on so much that he demands that the faggot tell him it wants his dick because it’s time to BREED IT!

This is how a Man takes ownership of a faggot’s entire being!

You’ve seen it a lot in porn, and any faggot who has served more than a couple of Men has probably heard them demand it. The “bitch position” is the most requested bodily contortion faggots are forced into.

The diagram above roughly shows the vital aspects of the bitch position. Head down … back arched … ass up.

Why do Men love this position so much? There are a couple of reasons:

1. It looks attractive to them from behind. The contours of the body from above are appealing to the Alpha’s eye.
2. It’s an extremely submissive position. In essence, the faggot is as low as it can get while still offering up its pussy to its owner.
3. Men can penetrate deeper in this position. With the ass in the air at this angle, the Man’s dick can get all the way inside and breed deeper into the faggot’s pussy.

It does require some practice, as it’s not a natural position for most people (unless you’re a gymnast or a yoga instructor). Focused stretching can loosen the lower back to make this position more attainable. Believe me, if you attempt this position, your Alpha will help you out by pushing down on your lower back! It’s irresistible to them!

Here are a couple of screenshots of the position in action:

So practice this position and use it on your Alpha! He’ll thank you with explosive cumshots in your cunt!

The following post is part of a thread chronicling the adventures of Avi, a 21-year-old faggot discovering the wonders of cunting and deepening his submission to Alphas! CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!

People were pretty excited to read the thread developing here about a faggot named Avi who was being cunted by his childhood friend (who still remains unnamed!). All along I have been urging Avi to actually submit and ask this Alpha to take official ownership of him. After all, definitive ownership would be great in developing Avi’s submission, but also help to elevate his Alpha friend to his proper place hierarchically and teach him deeper truths.

Avi agreed. Right before Thanksgiving he wrote this: The Alpha as a childhood friend has been invited by mother to our Thanksgiving celebration this evening, so I intend to ask him to own me today. I believe he will say yes. I will keep you updated.

Well, during yesterday’s Thanksgiving festivities Avi decided to take a bold step. Check this out!

The Alpha and I talked once he got into the house. We both went to speak first, and I stopped myself and he told me that I was his, and I told him I was about to ask to be his. We stared at each other and just laughed, as we realized I’d been his from when we first met in first grade. He told me we were going to have our own ‘celebration’ before the Thanksgiving one. He ordered me to my knees, and fucked my face so good I came three times just from servicing his delicious smelling and tasting cock. Then he bent me over my bed, and cunted me again! He fucked me for two hours, with a couple short breaks in between. But I kept cumming and shuddering, and my mind kept getting deep into subspace as it broke over and over. Again, I felt like I was looking at Apollo descended from Olympus, like he was the sun around which I orbit. Then, he was sweet enough to hold me as I came back to myself, and clean me up, and then we went down to Thanksgiving dinner together, and he fingered my pussy throughout the dinner. And when it was over, and the others were distracted with festivities, we snuck off and I spent the rest of the time serving his cock, getting cunted again, even though I was coming dry at that point, even though my pussy kept quivering. He told me to give him the key to my clitty cage, and that he wants me plugged when not fucked. And I’m to keep dressing rather effeminately, but to now add a slutty edge.

I am so happy to be owned.

Beautiful!

It’s great to see that Avi’s former friend/new Master already has the instincts needed to properly own a faggot. I loved hearing that he held Avi and helped Avi recover after such an explosive cunting session! Many Alphas ignore aftercare (because, of course, Men don’t require aftercare), but this Master does appreciate the need to help a faggot recuperate after being fucked by his powerful Alpha cock! I imagine some of that stems from the fact that they’ve been friends since early childhood and there are some deep emotions involved.

I just knew it wouldn’t take much for Avi to convince his Alpha friend to take ownership of him! As faggots, we must be brave like this! In many cases we are introducing the very thing many Alphas need but don’t realize it yet. These Alphas are a bit like Mr. Anderson in the movie THE MATRIX, stuck inside an ill-fitting world and conditioned to conform, when in reality they are actual SUPERHUMANS like Neo. And just like Mr. Anderson had to be tempted down the “rabbit hole” and shown the truth, so do these Alphas!

Brave faggots like Avi show the way!

The following post is part of a thread chronicling the adventures of Avi, a 21-year-old faggot discovering the wonders of cunting and deepening his submission to Alphas! CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!

Recently I’ve had a couple of questions from a young faggot named Avi about being cunted and also about “The Void” that often results from cunting. If you follow the link above, you’ll be able to access those previous question/answer correspondences between us.

I had asked Avi about this yet-unnamed Alpha and his relationship with him. He provided me some context:

So he was my best friend since Elementary school, maybe about 1st grade? And even as children there was a distinct difference between us. He was a calm, cool, logical masculine guy, and I was the and I quote several people here, “feral, gremlin wild child who felt too much, chased butterflies, put flowers in his hair, and liked swishy skirts.” At some point as we got older, he got broader, more muscular, and rather dominant. And I got more feminine, and even more of a twink, though if you ask anyone who knows me I’m still a feral wildchild who like butterflies and flowers even if I’m more gothic now. But something shifted in our friendship when we were in High School, I think. He started taking the lead on things, and it felt right for me to just go along with it. At the time I knew I was gay, but hadn’t realized I was a fag, so I just thought I was following the vibes, you know? But after we both graduated, and he started working and I went to college, we both started to get into this lifestyle, but remained friends. So after I cunted myself with the dildo and felt the Void, I went to the one Alpha I knew wouldn’t refuse me. And he cunted me again, properly. I say former friend, but that’s because he’s more than just a friend or an Alpha to me now, and I’m in his words, “his fag, and his friend, but with depth” whatever that means.

Sounds like a perfect set-up for a Master/faggot relationship!

In his last letter Avi asked me about training himself to better serve an Alpha. Internally, I was wondering why Avi wasn’t already serving the Alpha who cunted him last time. I was also wondering why this Alpha wasn’t banging down Avi’s door to cunt him again after the dramatic experience last time.

Well, those thoughts had barely any time to gestate before I received the following experience:

Avi again!

So, as mentioned before today was my 21st birthday, and the Alpha who cunted me properly that I mentioned before, decided to bitch me again as a birthday gift.

He forced me to my knees and utterly wrecked my throat as he fucked my face.

Then he threw me on the bed once I was properly deep in subspace.

He slammed his cock into my pussy, and fucked me for an hour straight. Over the course of that hour, I fell deeper into subspace, and he went deeper into my pussy than anything ever has, and I saw stars, I trembled, I screamed, I moaned, and I came over and over and over again. And the Void in me was temporarily filled. And each time he came in my cunt, (about 6 times) I came even harder, and at some point my entire body trembled violently and I blacked out.

But after it was all over, I felt more submissive then ever. I felt like I had shattered and been made anew, I looked at him, and my caged clit throbbed and my pussy spasmed and I felt like I was staring at Apollo descended from Olympus.

But the Void inside my pussy was even hungrier than before, and is still so hungry that even now, two hours later, as I type this, I’m bouncing on a dildo in what I know is a futile attempt to soothe the void in me. My pussy is so empty it literally  hurts.

I’m even struggling to think about anything other than cock. Is there a way I can temporarily sooth the Void in my cunt, and calm my thoughts?

Because I need to get through the holidays and cannot be a cock-brained slutty submissive faggot, with family and friends around.

This experience highlights one of the many reasons why Alphas often prefer to fuck faggots. It’s because of what happens when they do it properly – the faggot gets cunted in the most extreme ways and is transformed into an adoring, worshipful slave. This kind of reaction is rare in females.

This transformation is perfectly captured by Avi in this testimony. A cunted faggot cannot ever go back to what it was before the Alpha fucked it. Cunting completely rewires the faggot. A faggot is clarified in that moment, reduced to a single simple purpose: serve Alphas. In fact, a cunted faggot can barely function for days afterward because its mind is focused on only one thing. I remember the first time I was truly cunted (by my former Master Chris) I wandered in a daze for probably a week! I was almost mute, unable to express that experience or the feelings it evoked in me. It’s like being victimized by the most wondrous trauma, and you’re so overcome by terror and gratitude that you can’t speak.

I sense Avi is a bit like that, too.

However, Avi seems tormented by The Void to an excessive degree. Talking to him on the Discord, I explained that cunting is so physiologically overstimulating that it feels like you’re left with a constant tickle inside your body that can only be scratched by one thing: Alpha cock.

But that tickle is practically driving Avi crazy. He’s almost like a dog that rubs its ass on the carpet!

In my opinion, I really think Avi needs to focus on serving this tremendously powerful Alpha who cunts Avi at will. I say that because there is a rarely-discussed emotional component to the cunting process. You see, when a faggot is deeply attracted to an Alpha and easily subspaced by him, the faggot surrenders and relaxes more, allowing for more frequent cuntings.

So the ease with which this Alpha cunts Avi tells me that Avi belongs in this Alpha’s stable and possibly his personal faggot. I’ll wait to hear what Avi thinks about that, though.

In the meantime, I suggested to Avi that he wear a buttplug to help ease the hollow hunger in his new cunt. It works like a pacifier does for a baby.

I’m so happy for my little brother Avi, though! What a wonderful birthday for a good boy like him!

My name is Avi. I’m a 21 year old faggot.  I wanted to write about my experience being cunted. I was cunted twice. Once by myself using a dildo. I’d been pounding my pussy with it, which by the way for some reason is starting to look like an actual pussy? When I started trembling and the dildo hit something inside me and I trembling even worse and began to cry as I came, cum dribbling out of my cage, as my entire body shook from an anal orgasm. And when I pulled out the dildo I felt so empty it hurt. I craved something in me, and it took me a month to realize I craved alpha cock. Which led to me getting cunted by what was once one of my friends. I trembled, I cried,  I came over and over, and I was changed by it all. Now I still have this weird emptiness in me that only cock can sate, and my asshole looks like a pussy for some reason. Any ideas as to why?

My brother, thank you for the awesome question! 

First of all, congratulations on managing to cunt yourself with a dildo! It’s not easy to do. You must’ve been in deep subspace while fucking yourself with it! I think it’s great that your first cunting experience happened that way, because in that case you were able to pay attention to all of the sensations you were giving yourself. 

The thing you hit inside you that triggered the cunting cascade of orgasms, trembling, and tears was very likely your prostate. 

It’s very interesting that you felt that void after cunting yourself with a dildo. You asked me about that empty, yearning feeling – I call it “The Void”. And guess what? I wrote about it specifically in the article “Cunting And The Void“! You can follow that link to read the article! I think you will recognize some of what you’re experiencing in it! 

As for your hole resembling a pussy now that you’ve been cunted and bred a couple of times, don’t worry too much about it. This is perfectly normal for fucked, cunted faggots. It’s where the term “boy pussy” comes from. And guess what?? I’ve written about that as well, in this article titled “Boy Pussy“!! Once again, I’ve linked to that article so you can read it! 

I’m really happy for you, my brother! You not only experienced cunting, but The Void it created caused you to seek out Alpha dick and get cunted “properly”! 

But I’m also proud of you for being aware and curious enough to seek out answers to these transformations in both your body and mind as you more fully fulfill your purpose! So many faggots miss these things, which is a shame. Your awareness will help you progress faster and with more success! 

Hopefully you’ll want to share your experiences with this former friend/Alpha who cunted you! Thank you again for writing! 

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

One of the more controversial topics I’ve covered on this site is the concept of Alphas breeding Alphas. The controversy stems from my position and the position of the Alphas who’ve shared their stories with me. Many Alpha readers virulently disagree with the idea that a Man can take a load up his ass and still be considered Alpha. The most opposition I’ve faced has come from Alphas on X, where I’ve engaged in some heated debates with these Alphas.

Now I freely admit I’m the wrong ambassador for this school of thought given that I’m a faggot and know nothing about what it means to be an Alpha, but given that I’m the only one covering the subject, I guess I’ll be the spokesperson.

Let me first say that I used to be squarely in the camp with the rest of the Alphas on this topic. It didn’t make any sense why a true Alpha would ever allow another Man to mount and breed him. Then fate stepped in and introduced me to Master Dino and his two Alpha sons, Master Chad and Master Dean. Then a couple of powerful straight Alphas joined their ranks, and I watched them develop together. Master Chad, who was clearly a God Alpha like his father, was worshiped/served by everyone else, including the other Alphas. And then, it happened – Master Chad bred Master Dean. Then he bred Master Chad (a straight Alpha as ever there was one).

And they reported something unique about those breedings. They described it as a sharing of Master Chad’s virility and power through the reception of his cum. Masters Dean and Cal didn’t feel inferior or diminished after being bred by Master Chad; in fact, it was the opposite – they felt mightier and more glorified!

Since then, I have covered multiple such types of encounters between Alphas, and they’ve all reached the same conclusion. So I think it’s fair to say that something deeper is happening between Alphas when one breeds another, some hierarchical alchemy that hasn’t yet been clearly defined.

No Alpha is better suited to comment on this phenomenon than Master Jase. He’s a merciless God Alpha who has cunted so many holes he should receive an honorary Charles Schwab Cup. Today he shared a recent experience breeding a fellow Alpha. Here’s what he said:

Long time no talk, fag. I had an amusing but also thoughtful encounter over the past weekend. You know by now that beyond the fags and sluts I use and fuck and breed, I have a number of alphas who have submitted to my dominance, either naturally or through overpowering them into their place. They all have their own fags to control, but they also crave the absolute power I hold over them, and that a command from me must be accepted and acted on.

Have no doubt, I dominate and conquer them no less brutally and powerfully than I do my fags and bitches. Perhaps even more intense, as my alphas have their own strength and willpower as males. The end result is still the same, I always reduce my alphas into sweaty wasted mounds of muscle, my potent seed painted over and flowing out of their gaping blown out muscle pussy. It’s just different in mindset when I’m cunting out my alphas compared to my fags, with my alphas there’s a sense of nurturing through domination, while with fags, it’s complete supremacy over their whole being. There’s more personal care and value for my alphas.

One of my favourite alpha brothers texted and told me that he had a great and growing yearning to be used. He’s one of my strongest alphas, both in size and power, but he relishes being made helpless when I have him pinned down. Everything from petting him like a good dog to when he’s in my arms and mounted on my god cock. He tells me he never tires of how easily I manhandle and ruthlessly demolish his body and cunt, and the size difference of me being half his size is a thrill for him.

I told my in house fag to disappear for the weekend, and told my alpha brother to be ready for a long weekend. Very typical. He was hungry, at my door begging, lapping and sniffing at my crotch, bouncing his muscle glutes in the air. What wasn’t typical was when I buried my cock in his prepared pussy, he began to cry and said, “I love being owned by you.”

Fags are owned. They are property, they are objects for us to use. Their submission means their entire being is ours. However it’s different for my alphas. I don’t ‘own’ them with such clarity. I claim them as my inferiors, I conquer them as hierarchy dictates, but they don’t ‘belong’ to me. So I found it amusing how he treats himself as my possession. As my personal plaything.

And it made me wonder if it is appropriate for lesser alphas to feel admiration and respect and awe while also encompassing that fag behaviour of being kept and owned. And whether it’s appropriate for me to put into words what I already know instinctively; alpha or fag, all other men belong under me and to me. I still want to maintain some respect and regards for other alphas, so this has been mulling over in my thoughts.

This line of reasoning Master Jase explored in his experience prompted this response from me:

That’s an amazing experience, Master! A very important one as well!

Since I’m not Alpha I don’t have a great perspective on this other than to describe it in cold hierarchical terms.

Lower-tiered Alphas are “inferior” for a reason. They simply lack the internal mechanisms of a God Alpha like you. While they’re easily superior to faggots, part of them still wants to feel some of the thrill faggots experience as objects owned by a vastly superior force like you.

The levels of hierarchy exist for a reason. As one descends in hierarchy, the more one craves the control, direction, and raw power of Men higher in hierarchy. There’s something like an electrical charge that happens in all of us inferiors when we experience superior Alpha power in any form.

I’ll give you an example. A straight Alpha friend of mine was my manager many years ago. One day we were talking together and an employee back-talked him. He angrily threatened the employee with suspension if he didn’t obey him. After the employee walked away, he smiled at me and said, “That turned you on, didn’t it?” I nodded that it did. Just being around that energy gave me that pleasant electrical shock.

I think that’s something these Alphas experience around you, Master.

I wasn’t sure if my answer made a lot of sense, so I was relieved when Master Jase responded thusly:

That is a good answer fag. You are correct, many of my alphas always tell me that there is an attraction and need for my power and presence when I am around, even when I am not controlling them in that time. Mine of course embrace the brutal and raw physical aggression combined with the absolute domination of mind and soul I exude and command. So much of how I see and rule the world is instinctive and hard to put properly into words, although I always give a good attempt to do so.

I can see and sense that ‘electrical charge’ as you put it. There’s an instant melting in an inferiors face, and that lost in awe body language for a split second. Sometimes I do small things like that, just to get that reaction out of my fags. A classic example would be forcing a taller guy down, either through pulling his head or collar down or directly ordering him down so he’s looking at me or even up at me.

I think there is something more to explore here. I really wish I was a highly-ranked Alpha and could experience these things personally so I could understand them/describe them better. Alas, I’m like a blind scientist explaining the Milky Way.

Fortunately I have educated and expressive God Alphas like Master Jase to lend me perspective from the very top of Hierarchy! Thank you, Master!

It’s an Alpha’s job to teach a fggot that its only sex organ is its pussy.

He does this by denying the fggot any stimulation for its penis while cunting it.

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Master @kieranhalstead is a 26-year-old Alpha who is OBSESSED with breeding hot faggots.

As much as we faggots were born to worship and serve Alphas, he was born to own and use them through deep breeding.

It also helps that he’s extremely verbal, which helps his faggots get into a service headspace. I wish more Alphas understood this simple technique!

Here’s a sample of this King’s criminally-overlooked artwork! I’m hoping to get him on the podcast, so get to know him!

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

I’ve always been open about my love of black Alphas. In my fag career, I’ve probably served/serviced more straight black Alphas than any other race. But here’s the curious part of that: I’ve never been OWNED by a black Alpha.

For whatever reason, my experience with black Alphas has taught me that they generally don’t own faggots. They definitely use them – and use them well – but it seems like ownership is a step too close to intimacy, familiarity, or responsibility. That’s a shame, because I believe black Alphas would benefit mightily from owning in-house faggots.

That’s why it was so thrilling to learn of the existence of a black God Alpha named King Karter who owns multiple in-house faggots. The faggot who breathlessly contacted me about his new Master, a relatively new faggot named Ethan, fell under King Karter’s control and his world was turned upside-down.

The previous updates from Ethan were wild, but after several months Ethan returns with something bordering on insane. I’m tempted to chop it into installment posts, but I think I’ll present the entire thing, with breaks for commentary.

Here’s what my brother wrote:

Hi Sam,

I apologize for not emailing you in a while. I have been meaning to email you this October because a lot has happened since I got back to Texas. I will try to keep this Email as short as possible, (It turns out it was a long one, after the fact) as I should have sent two or three emails for all of it. But King Karter told me he had been looking for my updates, and I told him I hadn’t emailed you in a while because I hadn’t had the time, and he instructed me to email you this weekend or I’d get a whopping. I also know I had been neglecting emailing you, because I had been so busy.

First, I want to say, A HUGE, Huge Thank you to you and Master Francesco.

To Master Fancesco, I want to say Thank You for helping me with his meal plan. I have been on it for the most part (I did tweak a few things) since I read the post back at the beginning of August. I did change it a bit. I drink protein shakes, so I added that because of my workouts. I also don’t like fish all the time, but I do eat it more often now because of the meal plan, but I add shrimp for a few dinners and chicken, and I did add Beef to the diet, only twice a week though, and I don’t do it any day before I know I’m going ot see King Karter. (I added Beef because, well, I am American and I live in Texas now sooo haha) But for the most part, I have kept it the same, like he said to do. Because of Master Francesco’s meal plan, I was able to cut my cleaning time in Half (Sometimes more than that). Thank you, Master Francisco. You have helped me a lot. I wish his old faggot had at least tried it; it wasn’t so bad after you get used to it. I recommend every fag brother at least try it and maybe tweak it a little bit if you need to, like I did. You don’t have a lot to lose but Shit Right. 😉  And it has helped slim me down a bit more. Thank you again, Master Francisco!

I also wanted to say a huge Thank you to you, Sam, for two reasons.

One, I saw your post back in July telling Faggots to tell their masters and Alphas (and Kings) to say “Get me pregnant!” while they are getting fucked, and I knew that was such a hot idea I was going to do it the first chance I got when I got back to Texas, but of course, Brother Mika got to it first because I was so far away from King Karter. But when I got back, the first thing I did after my parents left, I drove to his place (Like he instructed) and submitted to him. He fucked me for 2 full days! (I got there about a week before classes started.) And after the first two hours of him rutting me (I almost forgot to say it.) But I remembered and started to beg him to get me pregnant, that I wanted his babies inside of me. He asked if I really wanted to. I kept saying, “Yes, please, sir, please, daddy, get me pregnant!” and it was like he flipped a switch. It was like an animal came out of him, and he was getting very rough, like the very first time he fucked me, (Almost harder maybe). He was pounding me so hard, and I know I lost consciousness a bit because he was choking me out. But it was crazy. I don’t know if it was because I didn’t get dick for like 2 1/2 months, so I was also dick starved. But he had a huge smile like an evil grin when I said it, and he just let loose. That was so fuckin hot. I would say, and I agree with Mika, if you are a faggot you have to try this on your alpha. It will make them go in fucking in heat and crazy!

The Second reason was for Locktober! So I had been back in Texas since before Labor day, (Which I have a huge update to tell you)  But during that weekend he pulled me a side and told me he would like me to challenge myself and be locked for the full mounth of October, and I would only be able to take it off only a few times a week at his place, while he or at least #1 was there to watch me wash up. I still wasn’t ready to commit to a full month, but he really wanted me to, and said, “It would show my obedience and me wanting to be part of his Kingdom.” I felt bad, but I said I would think about it. I didn’t want to because I was afraid to let him down if I didn’t follow through for the whole month. Second, I also didn’t know how I could do it with me going to the gym a lot, I would have to find a way to change without others seeing, especially my friends, if I went with them. Third, I thought I would be too sexually frustrated because I just spent like the whole summer forced in a cage whenever I got horny or wanted to jerk off. I had already messed up 3 times. (One more time after I last emailed you). So I left it at that, until I saw and read your post and heard your podcast at the beginning of October. I saw and read it on October 3rd. After I saw the posts and the podcast, I texted King Karter and just texted, “I would like to take the challenge, Sir.”  He ordered me to come over the next day (because it was very late) and he would lock me up, and keep the key there. I did, and even though I was almost having an anxiety attack driving there. He locked me up and kept the key. I did do a lot of poppers, so I would calm down a bit. I think that is one reason I like poppers is because I have Very High anxiety and even take meds sometimes to calm me down. Poppers help me a lot to calm myself down and help me focus. I know you don’t like them, but they do help me a lot.  I have been locked since October 4th. King Karter had ordered me to be locked until November 5th, so I can do a whole month. At First, like the first few weeks, it was hard, sleeping on my stomach sucks sometimes, I have to put a small pillow under myself to raise my hips up a bit, and so it doesn’t cut into my pelvis and groin. And I was so horny, but after a few weeks, it got better. And also, your statements are all 100% true.

1. It clarifies a faggot’s mind, decluttering it. (Check) I feel more focused after a few weeks. And I don’t think about sex as much unless King wants it, then I want everything! 😉
2. It forces the faggot into a meditative state (Check). I want to serve him every day, Sexually, especially, but I will do anything he wants to texts me to do or get, and I have noticed I have less frequent anxiety attacks, although I still have them. I don’t think chastity is a cure for it, but it does help calm me down, I think.
3. It humbles the faggot (Check). I certainly have been humbled, and I feel more subservient to him and most other men, at work or with friends, even.
4. It helps the faggot appreciate the power of Men (Check), same as with 3.
5. It makes the faggot hungrier for service (Check, Check, and Double Check). I think the whole summer I have been so starved for cock and not able to jerk my own has made me want his and any man’s cock so ,, so much more. Whenever he fucks me now, I feel so much more need to have him in me. And I want him to give me to any other King that wants to use me too.
6. It forces the faggot to accept the natural differences between a Man and itself. (Check) I can respect Hierarchy more, also Kings and Other Alpha Men, their power and strength. I have always been around it because of sports and the locker room, but I have a greater appreciation for them and the difference it has for me being a faggot. (and same as 4)

So thank you, Sam, for helping to push me into taking Locktober seriously and helping me. I was able to get around the changing in the locker room by just facing the corner all of the time, or I would tell my friends I had to take a piss and just change in the stall, so it worked out for the most part. I do not know if I will stay locked up like most of the time, like #1, he is locked like almost 24/7, but I will probably be more like #3, is, he is locked up sometimes when not at the apartment or whenever King Karters demands it. (which he says is getting more and more often, 3 Things he is trying to get him to be more 24/7 like #1. So I will keep you updated on how much I do it after the 5th.

I’m so glad that Ethan tried and stuck to the incredible “diet for faggots” published here by Master Francesco! So many faggots welcomed that diet plan, but after the initial interest it seemed like most fell away. It really goes to show the seriousness with which Ethan approaches his faghood, and that pro-active attitude has led to Ethan’s success as a faggot.

I’m also quite happy/impressed with Ethan’s genuine revelations involving chastity. It’s really all of those things and more! The fact that Ethan tried it and stuck to it in order to honor his Master and his own purpose says so much about Ethan as a person and a faggot. I’m so proud to be able to call him my brother!

However, I will add this: I think Ethan should not try to hide his chastity in the locker rooms. AFter all, he’s a beautiful faggot owned by a powerful God Alpha. Why be ashamed of that? By displaying his chastity, Ethan can show other Alphas in there what is possible if they took ownership of a faggot. It will make all male onlookers feel more powerful. There are only positives from doing this.

Summer Recap.  So, last time I emailed you, I got a job in a nice restaurant as a server. But I was not so good at it, but the manager liked me, so he kept me, but had me help out in the bar. I guess I used my skills from Starbucks because I was pretty good at it. I didn’t have a license and the training you have to have to serve alcohol in California, so I was just like a bar back. But it gave me a lot of experience that I used to get a bar back job in Texas. You do need a certificate here, so I am taking a few courses to get it to serve in Texas. I got a job as a bar back, and it’s working out pretty good! King Karter was right, I do make a lot more money than at Starbucks, and the hours are a bit longer, but the times work around my schedule a lot better, and I love interacting with the customers.

King Karter wanted me to come out to my family as at least gay, maybe even a faggot too. I told you about my dad’s side, and I did not end up telling them, but I told my mom (I was gay), and she was chill about it. I decided to keep the Faggot stuff out at least for now; I don’t think she would understand.

I wasn’t able to convince them about moving out of the dorms just yet, but I was able to get a single room because I’m a junior now. I was able to convince them that if I’m good financially and my grades are good, by the end of this semester, I can move out with a friend by the second semester, in January. Because they pay for most of the rent in the dorms, I have to follow their rules. But King Karter did get me and #3 a one-bedroom apartment, and I basically live there on the weekend. So we can get used to us living together 24/7, which isn’t really hard, we are like brothers, and are becoming really good friends. Since I come over on the weekends and he is there most of the week, I take the bed on Friday and Saturday night, unless he has a date and they need the bed. And he sleeps on the couch. When I officially move in, we will take turns, unless one of us has a date King Karter has found for us. King Karter said he will send dates to the apartment for us sometimes, sometimes we will meet them at their place, or wherever they want to meet up. He said he might have them come to my dorm once in a while since I have a single now, but we have to be careful so we don’t get caught.

Like my suggestion about parading his chastity in the locker room, King Karter is pushing his faggot to be honest with his family. This is a good thing most likely, although I’m sure King Karter wants him to do this in order to cut away any family control over his faggot.

Throughout this update Ethan will be referring to “dates”. However, he is not referring to dates like the ones people engage in when they’re interested in someone. These dates are pre-arranged by King Karter so that his faggots can service his Alpha Pack friends (sometimes for money). Just wanted you to keep that in mind.

Last, I need to tell you about a huge party King Karter brought all 3 of us over to on Labor Day weekend. I was already back for about 1 and 1/2 weeks. King Karter told me a few of his friends are having a Cookout, it was at another King’s house, basically, a Cookout is a party that lasts about 2 -3, sometimes 4 days, and Kings bring their white faggots and they all just fuck and smoke, eat, and get worshiped all weekend. #3 said they have one on or around July 4th, and around Christmas time, on Labor Day, and Thanksgiving, and maybe once some other time during the year. I have never been to one because I found King Karter later in the year, and I was away over the summer. King Karter said I must go because he wanted to show me off to all of his friends. He would get me a lot of dates that way. There were like 9 kings there, that includes King Karter, and 6  Faggots, (A few faggots and Kings would come and go because of like work obligations, or family stuff.) King Karter had me,  #1 and #3. There was a barber guy who had a 19-year-old white fag. The faggot told me he works in the back of the barber shop to help clean and “help” with the special customers. There was one king who had 2 other faggots. King R and King L were there, but they were the only Kings I knew. Most of the faggots were in their 20s-30s, like me, and one was 19, and one was older, like in his late 40s, I think. We all took turns serving them, #1 and one other older fags made stations for us and had us on a rotation. One was bartending; I was on that station a lot because of my experience. A lot of kings liked my drinks because I am a bit heavy-handed.  Two of the stations were serving food, and one of the stations was the bathroom attendant. We had to sit/ keel in the shower the whole time, and if an alpha wanted to take a piss, we had to become their urnal. One faggot also allowed them to shit in his mouth. One of the Kings is really into that and has his fag do it all of the time. King Karter said I didn’t have to do it this time, but he would like me to think about it for future parties and dates. I don’t think I will do that, but I also didn’t think I would like piss, but now, after not having alpha piss on me or in my mouth all summer, I actually like being pissed on a lot more. And I like drinking it more often now, not so much when it’s dark and yellow, it’s still rank, but I have liked the sub space it gets me into. King Karter said he would not make me do the shit thing if I really didn’t want to, but he said that Kings pays really well if he gets a faggot willing to do it. #3 said he has done it a few times, said 1 will do it, both said only if they pay King Karter a substantial amount. I told #3 I probably won’t do it.

I hope this doesn’t make me a bad faggot, Do you think I should do things I wouldn’t normally do, like things I might think are disgusting? I know you think Shit is a hard no, and I do too, but King Karter was right about me liking to drink his Piss after I got used to it. Does it make a faggot a bad faggot if they do not do what their Alpha/King wants them to do, but doesn’t really force the faggot to do it? Like, does it make me not as obedient then if I were to do it?

I just want to reassure Ethan that refusing to eat shit does not make him a bad faggot. Alphas who try to force faggots to do that have mental/emotional issues and are trying to harm the fag. There’s nothing safe about eating shit, and there’s no benefit except to fulfill some disgusting sadism.

Back to the party, so it lasted like 3 days, we (Faggots) took turns sleeping in one of the closets, the Kings got all the beds. It was like an orgy all weekend. Before going, King Karter told me I am to serve them in everything they wish, just as I serve him. It started with all of us faggots standing and kneeling and getting in the worship pose before telling them all each individually, that we are their faggot and we are here to service them this weekend, asking them to please use our bodies for whatever needs they had, whether it was for fucking, pissing on, or slapping around to get some aggression out. (That wasn’t so much this time, but  #3 said sometimes it happens, like if they are stressed at work or from girlfreinds or life, or something) You know the porn videos where the white boy is on his knees surrounded by like 4-5 big huge black cocks, in his face, and going back and forth sucking them all, like that was me, like 5 times that weekend! ahhaa. I was also taken to one of the bedrooms on the first night and had my first gang bang with almost all of the kings; they all took turns fucking me. At one time, King Karter came in with one of his friends, and was just watching me from the doorway with a big like evil grin on his face, stroking his fat black dick. We were making eye contact as I was in doggy style getting fucked so hard. Eventually, they had him come over, and I started riding him, while he was fucking me, two of the kings,  King R and another, I forgot his name, said they wanted to DP me. I looked at King Karter, almost trying to tell him I wasn’t sure I was ready, but he told them yes. So they tried. I was lying on King R’s stomach, facing him, and the other king got behind me and on top of me, was trying to fuck me at the same time. It was ok at first.  Not a lot of discomfort, then it started hurting more, so after about 4-5 minutes, I asked them to stop. King Karter, I could tell, was disappointed, but he had them stop.  I had been practicing over the summer with my dildos like I emailed you. But after that one time I emailed you about it hurting a lot, I stopped.  King Karter said he was a bit disappointed, but he would like me to keep practicing more often now that I have a single room dorm. So by my first date, I could take it much longer.

Again, I don’t think Ethan should feel terrible about failing the DP experience. We’re talking about BLACK ALPHA COCK. Usually ONE black dick is tough enough to take, let alone two! Poppers might’ve made a slight difference here, but sometimes a hole can only stretch so much. I think King Karter made the right decision, especially if he wants his faggot’s hole to be usable in the future.

That leaves me to the end, He had my first ever date booked for next weekend for 4 days!! (I guess originally it was just going to be for the weekend, but after the party, the client extended it to all four days.) King Karter won’t tell me who it’s with yet, which makes me a little nervous, but I trust him. I am going to miss a few classes on Monday, and I have off on Tuesday because of Veterans Day.  But I will make it up! I am both excited and very nervous. He said he had booked this one first and had 2 more before the summer ended, but after the party, he had like 10 more that he either booked or are in the works. I was a bit surprised I was that popular. I know one King kept saying to King Karter, “You’re going to make a lot of money on this Phat White Ass,” multiple times while he was slapping and squeezing my ass all weekend during the party. I know he was at least one of the ones who booked me. I am nervous and so excited at the same time.

So again, sorry I did not update you sooner. I will try to make it more common; I have just been so busy with everything. With classes, my new job, and serving King, like 3 times a week, as well as going to the gym like 4-5 times a week, and trying to keep a social life, I have a lot going on.

Thanks again to Master Francesco and to you for the help this summer for making me a better faggot and helping with my experience at serving King Karter and other Alphas and Kings!

What an update!

I’m incredibly proud of my brother Ethan for his performance! Nothing that King Karter has thrown at Ethan has been easy, but Ethan (like the best faggots) gamely tries his best to fulfill the demands of his Master!

I love that Ethan is experiencing what it feels like to be desired by hungry black Alphas. These Kings are circling Ethan like hungry sharks! Ethan’s gym-toned body and compliant, obedient attitude turns Men and Alphas on! They all want some one-on-one time with a premium faggot like Ethan!

But I think Ethan’s story highlights the importance of faggots taking their purpose seriously. He’s putting in the work, trying new aspects of his calling (like chastity), and exploring the richness he discovers with each passing day under King Karter.

I can only imagine how proud King Karter is of his latest faggot acquisition. After all, an Alpha’s faggot reflects on HIM.

And if that’s the case, then King Karter is the most glorified Alpha on Earth!

Thank you, Ethan!

Ten years ago I started writing in-depth about what I called CUNTING, and people acted like I was making up stuff.

Now it’s established fact.

Here’s another example of a fggot being forcefully cunted.

It’s more than an internal orgasm.

It’s a complete rewiring!

Hey! Im still pretty new to being caged and I’m really loving it, it’s what feels most natural to me. One thing I’ve noticed though is that I’m not able to cum while I wear the cage, I’ll finger myself or use a dildo to try and cum because I don’t like jerking, but I can’t actually cum without taking the cage off and jerking. Do you know how to help with this? Or are faggots not supposed to cum? Thank you!

Hi brother! Thank you for writing to me! 

First off, congratulations on starting your journey into chastity! It sounds like you’re already noticing positive changes! Trust me, if you devote yourself to chastity and really meditate on its meaning, you’ll really start to feel a huge difference in your outlook and attitude. Men will notice it as well! 

Also, I commend you for trying to work on your pussy while caged. Chastity has multiple applications for faggots, and one of those involves a faggot discovering the purpose and functions of its pussy because it is no longer able to use its nub for satisfaction. 

Personally, I have never cum while wearing my chastity cage, but I have developed tremendous control nowadays. For you just starting out, it’s probably necessary to expel semen. Ideally you’d want to do this by milking cum out of you by manipulating your prostate with either a finger, or with that dildo. I’ve heard of faggots doing both. I’ve covered them both on this site. If you do a search for the word “milking” in this site’s search bar and you will find posts about that.

On a related note: a reader wrote in about cunting himself with a dildo while trying to milk his prostate. I’ve never experienced that, but it’s technically possible: https://hierarchyuniversity.com/questions-from-readers-450/  

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The following post is part of a thread chronicling the rise of a straight Alpha named Master Diante, a well-hung 28-year-old Alpha who lives with his girlfriend and three live-in faggots. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!

I’m so glad I restarted the Hierarchy University Discord, which sat largely vacant and desiccated for the longest time. The community is now flourishing, and it’s filled with some truly powerful, visionary Alphas and dedicated, eager faggots. I’m especially impressed by the Alpha fraternity on the server, which is populated by a large array of truly superior Men, some of whom I’ve known for years.

But there is only one true God Alpha on the server: a straight Alpha named Master Diante.

He caught my eye immediately when he joined because of the eye-popping avatar pic of his gigantic cock (look, I’m a faggot, okay?). Then I noticed how he effortlessly took command of the various rooms and set the tone in general. It was a role that clearly came naturally to him.

Then I began to talk to him, and suddenly I realized what I was dealing with: a God Alpha in the mold of some of the most powerful Men I’ve ever known. I had to know more!

Master Diante currently lives with a girlfriend and three live-in faggots. Yes, THREE! It seems that Master Diante has managed to achieve the elusive goal that many straight Alphas have struggled to attain: how to have a girlfriend/wife while also owning live-in faggots (yes, I’ve known many straight Alphas who want this!). It’s pretty much a testament to the raw power he possesses, and nothing more.

Here’s Master Diante discussing his arrangement:

I’ve got 3 fags:
Michael, who I’ve owned for 12 years. He was actually my childhood friend growing up until I realized I was an Alpha and he was a faggot
Gerald: I’ve owned him for 5 years
John (the cuck): I’ve owned him for just over a year now, I moved in with them full time 6 months ago
or i guess they moved in with us, is a better turn of phrase

I was curious about the sexual aspect of that situation, so Master Diante confirmed something for me:

I mean, I’m always horny so usually I breed 1 or 2 of the fags a day, sometimes all 3 if im really in a rut. By breed, I don’t mean only fucking their pussies, I breed their throats as well of course

I had to know more about his ownership of Michael, which occurred when they were just turning into teenagers and Master Diante was only beginning to grasp his tremendous power.

We were both 12 … it was the summer after 6th grade. well, like I said we were always good friends growing up, but even as young as kindergarten the differences were clear. I was always into manly things like action figures and sports, and he was always very feminine, weak, thin, and had no liking for sports, he enjoyed playing house, or doctor, or things like that… But still we remained friends and I became somewhat of a protector to him, especially with the other boys who liked to pick on and bully Michael. The differences became more and more clear as we got older, and I think it peaked when I started going through puberty, I started becoming more and more protective of Michael, we spent almost every weekend together at eachothers houses, playing video games and joking around… He would attend my Football and Basketball games and cheer me on.

Of course we were pre-teen boys so when we finally discovered porn, it played a big role in our time together, it was at a sleepover with Michael and one of my team mates that things really escalated. My team mate suggested that we all masturbate together. I was down because I had been jerking for quite awhile now. So I was the first to pull my pants down and start stroking, my team mate shortly followed, but Michael was hesitant. I asked Michael what was wrong and he said looking at us, he was embarassed by his size. I told him I’m sure he was fine and so he pulled down his pants and briefs… Lets just say I was wrong, It was like a little mushroom head with no shaft.

my team mate started laughing and i told him to knock it off because Michael was starting to get upset… I turned off the porn and asked my friend to leave. After my teammate left, Michael and I had a long and serious conversation, I asked him if he had any idea how small he actually was and he told me that he always thought he was average. We did some research on the internet that night and found out that no, he was not in fact average. He had some questions for me too, like what it was like to have such a big penis and what it felt like. I told him he could feel it if he wanted to and he started stroking me. One thing led to another and his mouth ended up on my cock after some time. I’ll admit, it felt good, better than this girl I was seeing at the time. after he sucked for a little bit, i pulled his head up and said “You understand that we can’t go back to being friends after this” he looked sad and said “oh” I told him “but you still can be of use to me.”

That’s pretty much the origin story of Michael, haha

So after that conversation i pushed Michael’s head back on my cock and he kept sucking me, after awhile i felt myself getting close and started fucking his face, he was gagging and coughing, but he didnt take his mouth off my cock. He took my load in his mouth but he immediately spit it out. I told him that a fag should never spit out a Man’s seed. I slapped his face and pulled him over my knee. i pulled down his elastic shorts and briefs and spanked his butt until he apologized and said “I’m sorry Sir.”

After that night, every time we spent the night together, he would blow me at least once, sometimes more. He started calling me Sir, even when around other people, and it became clear to him and everyone that we were not equals anymore, I was his Owner and he was my property, to do with and use as I pleased.

About a month later when he was blowing me, i noticed that his hand went onto his peepee, which i didn’t like. I took my cock out of his mouth, slapped him across the face and told him to stop touching himself, that it was disrespectful. He immediately apologized. I told him if he wanted to play with himself, he should be fingering his pussy, and he did. from than on, every time he blew me, he would be reaching around his own body and fingering his pussy.

He kept accompanying me to sports practices that summer and I noticed that something caught his attention, the cheerleaders that were also practicing for our game days when school started up that fall. That’s when I got the most devilish idea I had… I had him sign up to be a cheerleader. They put him on the cheer team, he was the only and the first biological male to join the team, so they had to figure out how everything was going to work. His uniform was a cheer top and tiny little short shorts that hugged his booty very nicely… many times I would get hard in my cup looking at him during the games.

This little detail made me curious about owning a faggot openly around his straight Alpha teammates:

Everyone knew that I owned him; our whole school knew. Many times he would swallow my cock in the locker room showers… the same rules still applied as if we were at home, he had to be naked and fingering his pussy.

Most surprisingly, Master Diante loaned Michael to his teammates, who then also took on fags of their own:

It was actually one of my Alpha team mates who helped me train him even further, like training his hole for our cocks and having him drink our piss. There were actually quite a few of us on the teams that owned fags, made for some fun parties!

As Master Diante’s ownership of Michael deepened, so did his desire to not just breed him, but also to cunt him.

So at first I knew I wanted to cunt Michael, but i knew he wouldnt be ready for my thick cock right away, So I bought him a dildo and a set of butt plugs to train with. I presented them to him one weekend when I was staying over at his house. He thanked me but I could tell he was embarassed. I told him there is nothing to be embarassed about and showed him how to use it. I ordered him to get undressed and I lubed up his pussy and the dildo, I placed the dildo on a chair and told him to sit on it. It took awhile for him to adjust but when he did he really enjoyed it, he enjoyed it so much that his peepee was hard.. but he knew better than to touch it at this point. after having him ride it for 30 mins I told him to get off of the dildo and plugged his hole. I slept in his bed (as usual) and he slept on the floor naked and plugged for the night.

We kept that up for a few weeks and I kept checking on his progress until I knew it was time to cunt him, I ordered him to get naked and he started moving towards the dildo but i told him to get on the bed instead. I lubed up my cock and slowly entered Michael, he let out a soft moan as I made my way past his second ring. once he was fully adjusted to my length and girth I went full throtle, ramming in and out of his virgin pussy while he moaned up a storm. we changed positions a few times until he ended up missionary on his back with his little clit flopping around as I pounded his pussy into oblivion after about an hour I flooded his guts with my cum. I removed my cock and told him to suck it clean, he did without hesitation.

All of this happened when Master Diante was only 12 years old (the beginning of seventh grade!). So he had girls giving him pussy at school, and back home he was also breeding his first owned faggot every day!

Michael remained Master Diante’s sole owned faggot through their school years together (although there were plenty of other holes Master Diante was violating during that time).

Can you see why I call him THE God Alpha? Can you also see why I have always insisted that these hierarchical roles are so natural, especially some of the more extreme versions of Alphas and faggots. There was simply no way Master Diante could ever hope to avoid this destiny Nature prepared for him. He’s built like a porn star, has an unstoppable sex drive, and is armed with an Apex predator’s dominance. Women and faggots offer themselves willingly on his altar like a buffet, and he devours them all with a voraciousness I can barely understand, let alone describe.

That incredible story only covers Master Diante’s conquering of his first owned faggot. There are two more to discuss, but those will be in another post!

Thank you, Master Diante, for blessing us with your real-life example and your presence!

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!

My most recent update about Fabien and his Master Anthony heavily ladled praise on my little brother Fabien for becoming a mentor faggot that glorifies his Master and his entire Alpha Pack. I was genuinely impressed by Fabien’s progression, as well as his heartfelt love of serving a straight God Alpha like Master Anthony.

I typically don’t think Master Anthony is ever paying regular attention to this site. He’s an in-demand young Alpha with lots of holes to breed and exciting new adventures busying his superior life. I wasn’t sure if Master Anthony would ever read Fabien’s beautiful account and my own excessive praise of him … but much to my surprise, HE DID!

Fabien wrote this to me a day or so after I published Fabien’s account:

My brother,

I thought you might like to see my last text message exchange with Anthony ^_^

I translate it for you :

“I just read your latest post on HU. Get ready for my return tonight. You’re going to take my cock deep inside you, and I’m going to fill you to the brim with cum.”

“At your service, Master!”

“You’re such a good slave. I’m proud of you.”

“Thank you, my Master!”

So I want to THANK YOU very much again for sharing my story on your site, Sam. Thanks to you, I’m about to get FUCKED SO HARD by my God Alpha! ^_^

Love

Fab the fag

I knew what was coming just as well as Fabien. Young Alphas like Master Anthony get hard if a breeze changes direction, but what Fabien wrote triggered something deeper within his Master. This would be a different type of use, something I clumsily call a “possession breeding”. These are breedings inspired Alphas use to thoroughly claim a submissive as property. Cunting would be one such type of possession breeding, but cunting doesn’t happen all the time. Possession breedings involve the full force of an Alpha’s passion and power to fully imprint his ownership on the sub.

That was the storm coming for little Fabien!

Well, the next day I received this from him:

Sam, oh sam… It was one of the BEST NIGHTS with my Master Anthony! 

 I lost count of how many loads of his cum he fired into me!

At first he fucked my throat, alternately harshly and kindly. When he was looking into my eyes while I had his cock in my mouth he was saying “You are so loyal… So devoted to me… So obedient… You love your Master, right? You live for me, right? My good boy… My very, very good boy…” Then he fucked my ass, in so many positions! I was on my belly, on my back, with his foot on my face, or face-to-face… I did my best to praise him and to worship him. “I love you so much, I’d do anything for you, you’re my Master, you’re a living God, you’re so Superior to me… Please, Master, I beg you, fuck me hard, please… Thank you, God, thank you, thank you for owning me… I’m your property, you have every right on me!” Each time that I heard him moan and roar with pleasure, especially when he came, I was SO HAPPY!

Sam, my brother, I am so fulfilled! My life has a MEANING, has a PURPOSE! I am making a young God hunk happy! My existence is JUSTIFIED!

I LOVE BEING A FAGGOT!

And I love you, brother!

Can you hear the the rambling ecstasy in Fabien’s voice?? He’s just had his brains fucked out of his head by his God Alpha Master, and all that’s left is a rejuvenated-but-bewildered Fabien filled with cum and stars in his eyes!

God Alphas are on another level entirely. Master Anthony accepted this about himself at an early age, and he’s building a life and a Kingdom around himself that glorifies his power. At his feet is dear Fabien, forever grateful to be considered to be Master Anthony’s prized possession!

I’m so proud of you, dearest Fabien! I love you, too!

Hi Sam!

I just wanted to thank you for your advice on how handle my attraction to Master Omar after he cunted me. You made me realise that the experience was so intoxicating that I was being selfish without realising it, and that it should be up to masters Craig and Omar to decide what to do with me.

Although I would have not dared to mention my doubts to Master Craig I think he suspected something as he was especially strict with me this last week.

On Monday he called me ordering me to go to his house as usual. When I got there I found the door half open but no one answered. I entered the living room and I immediately heard screams of pleasure inside Master Craig’s room. He was fucking one of his faggots and he asked me to get undressed, kneel on the floor and watch. I waited patiently for my turn as always but this time after breeding the other faggot, he looked at me and said “good boy, you can go home now”. Of course I obeyed without questioning it, but I felt so sad and jealous of the other faggot that I had just seen take his cum!

Master Craig repeated this “ritual” every other day of the week until Friday, when I found him alone in his room and he told me that he was going to fuck me. Oh Sam, when he finally bred my pussy I felt tears in my eyes!

Master Craig has mentioned that in some days I will have  to give another special welcome to Master Omar. However, this week’s subtle punishment has made me realise that he  I don’t have the power to decide and that unless Master Craig decides to exchange me, he is the only one I have to serve.

This is a follow-up to THIS QUESTION. 

Wow! What Master Craig did there was a brutal variation of a training technique I’ve dubbed “The Nuclear Option”! It’s typically a way for straight Alphas to break a faggot that’s disobedient or has fallen in love with them. I know it works, because an Alpha once used it on me! It hurt, but I was much wiser after!

In this case Master Craig was training you to be more grateful to be owned by him. From the tearful way you received Master Craig’s cock and cum at the end of the week, it sounds like the training was quite effective! 

I wonder what triggered Master Craig to feel the need to do this. Is he reading this site and saw your previous letter to me? Did he feel he needed to reassert his dominance after the much larger Master Omar fucked you? Or is he just very attuned to the emotional states of his faggots? 

Regardless, I now have a much deeper respect for Master Craig! He’s clearly an expert owner of faggots, and a Man you should be so grateful to serve! No, he may not be the one who cunts you … but he knows how to make you appreciate the feeling of his cock and cum inside you!   

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