When I began chronicling the faggot Nick’s startling service opportunity with a straight neighbor by using the Hierarchy Podcast as an introduction, I mentioned that I had another story involving Nick. I pushed it aside (as it wasn’t ready yet) so I could accurately cover the rapidly-developing events with the neighbor, but I always intended to get back to it.

This is that other story. It’s a rather melancholy (yet eye-opening) tale about Nick’s relationship with his Alpha Father Tom.

When Nick first contacted me, he wanted my guidance on how to submit to his Alpha Father Tom. I didn’t think this was a particularly good idea for many obvious reasons, and did my best to discourage him.

However, Nick could not be deterred. He was fueled by family gossip stories about his father using faggots in the past.

I found out a lot of history about him from my aunt when she was drunk one night. He cheated on my mom a lot, always took what he claimed was his and was his right. And she let slip that he had several submissive men in his pocket for regular affairs over the years too. He knows what he wants, what he deserves and how to get it. It was pretty much spelled out for me without going totally explicit. I know he cares and wants what’s best for me so I want to build anything around that.

So I thought it might be better if Nick talked to his father and see where he’s at on these issues before completely submitting to him. So Nick agreed to talk to him, and so they met up for a conversation.

A FATHER’S INTUITION

I met with my dad this morning and it went OK. He managed to say enough to me to get his points across without explicitly spelling it out. He basically told me yes he had faggots on the side and he knows he’s an alpha and I’m definitely not without using the exact words. I approached him very submissive with my speech and body language and told him I knew I was not like him, that he was a man’s man and I was happy finding my place as the flip side of the coin.

He got quiet and really serious and told me he had known I was like this for a long time and for a long time was disappointed I wasn’t a man and was also scared about how that could go for me. That’s why he brought me up trying to drill the contrary advice to what makes me a good faggot in the end. He was concerned how I would find myself.

I managed to get the courage to ask him about his past a bit. I asked him “you know a lot Sir, do you have first hand knowledge of people like me?” and that’s when he got a little elusive with his language. He basically admitted that in the past he got what he wanted and did what he wanted with who he wanted that the past was more his business but that I should trust his wisdom and experience.

He’s happy I’ve fallen into line and expressing myself thusly and less worried now that I’m my own adult. but he is content now with my step mom and whatever he’s got going on. When I paid for the food he just said. “right, good boy” and it felt good.

While it wasn’t everything he hoped the conversation might be, Nick was fairly content with the answers he received.

A little relieved and let down at the same time. He made it pretty clear the discussion was over and he didn’t seem like he wanted it picked back up. Just to kind of give me the nod and say, carry on. I would have liked for more intimate info and experiences but it went better than I thought it could.

I was relieved it went that well. I know a conversation like that could never happen with my father. I really admired Nick’s tenacity in the hunt for answers about his elusive Alpha father.

Then the podcast thing happened with the neighbor, and the story about the father temporarily derailed.

But recently Nick spent more time with Alpha Tom, and there Nick found out deeper and more startling information.

I had another conversation with my dad I thought might be worth sharing with you. We got more candid about the topic of subtle training, it ties into my history with him. We started talking about how I’m happier now and relationships and fulfillment and I told him I think I understand what he was thinking when he tried to raise me, and what I really am. I asked him if he knew if he was ashamed of me growing up and he told me he wasn’t that he knew I wasn’t a manly person and that even though it didn’t seem always seem like he believed it or encouraged it that he wanted me to feel content with who I am, just safe. I mentioned that the opposite of a lot of what he went about was the perfect advice and he sort of chuckled and told me he just wanted me safe but he thought he fed me correct info too and he brought up some ways he also sort of trained me to be submissive I sort of forgot about and he was right.

Looking back he did sort of feed me good instructions to be a faggot, but in more subtle ways. He asked me if I had found a man to fill my place with and I told him, “a little, but it’s over now” and he told me, “good boy, I hope you find some more.” He brought up training things around posture, politeness, how to look for people, how to “get small” as he called it.

“Get small” … I LOVE THAT!

He was right though. He taught me to look out for alphas, how to posture myself, how to talk with them, and all that and I never really realized to what extent. I always keep my hands folded behind me, address men politely, and go out of my way for them. He taught me real men are worth the most.

Incredible!

But then Nick had another conversation with his aunt (Alpha Tom’s sister), and she provided even more insight into Alpha Tom’s mysterious past.

THE HISTORY OF ALPHA TOM

I got my aunt drunk and she told me a bit more about my dad’s history, and it’s kinda hot, lol but I still don’t think he wants me like that. But things make sense. Well, the two of them are really close in age and get a long well. They lived together as younger adults and through college so she figured him out easily. She told me he’s never been a one partner person. That he’s never been fulfilled. She’s seen men and women come and go and that the men were always very passive. That she once overheard him go at it. He had faggots up until my younger sister was little. She saw the same one around him for years when they lived together. That he was a classmate that he was “friends” with first but the guy transformed around him eventually.

CONCLUSION

I have been blessed to cover a number of stories involving Alpha fathers raising faggot sons. They never fail to touch me. I guess it’s because I’ll always wonder and never know what my father (who’s not Alpha, but probably sub-Alpha) understood about me being a faggot as a kid.

But this story really hit me in the heart because you can feel a weight of disappointment from Alpha Tom, but also the responsibility he felt to try and help his faggot son in whatever way he could.

Ultimately, this great and wise Alpha did the best he could, and he should be proud of the faggot Nick has become today!

Cunting is one of the most profound moments in the life of a faggot. It is the line of demarcation between the world of Men and the world of true faggotry. Once a faggot has been cunted, there is simply no way to return to the world of Men and Manhood. The cunting utterly destroys that possibility forever. 

I’ve written about cunting many times before, most notably in the article “Being Cunted” (READ HERE). There are many signs that indicate cunting, including uncontrollable shaking or reverse rutting. There is also a kind of momentary paralysis, and occasionally weeping.

Regardless of the reaction, the faggot is altered mentally and emotionally by the experience, which is unlike anything Men typically experience. To put it in more organic terms, a cunting is probably as close to a female orgasm as a male can get. Hence the name. A faggot’s hole is transformed into a pussy, a cunt. And it will never be the same.

I think the one aspect of a cunting that seems to be universally experienced by cunted faggots is something I call “The Void.” When a male sticks something in his ass or even gets fucked, he moves on with his life largely unchanged. 

But a cunted faggot ends up with The Void inside its pussy, a space where cock was and belongs again. The Void is constantly craving to be filled with cock again, to feel that sense of fullness and completion. Without cock, The Void is like a black hole, a howling vortex aching to be stuffed full of cock. 

It’s an ache deep inside the faggot’s pussy. It keeps the faggot awake at night, yearning to be penetrated. Sometimes the rim of the faggot’s pussy tickles, teasing the faggot to stick fingers into it or find a cock willing to fuck it. 

Cunted faggots are like converted vampires, damned to a life of neverending hunger to fill The Void that drives their need.

Of the many ways Men and Alphas control faggots – sexual use, scent training, discipline, chores – cunting is the most permanent and profound, mainly because of The Void. There will always be an empty space inside that cunted faggot, a space reserved for the Man who did the cunting. 

The Void is the truest mark of Ownership.

You’ve probably read the term “cunted” used in reference to a gay bottom receiving a Man’s cock. While the term definitely refers to that act, there is more to being cunted than simply being fucked by a Man.  Cunting is a total transformation of a faggot physically, mentally, emotionally, and sexually through hard fucking that triggers a deep internal orgasm.

Let’s first be honest: mechanically speaking, any male can be fucked in the ass. Every male has an asshole that can be opened wide enough to accept a dick-sized object.

Let’s imagine that all males on Earth had to be fucked in the ass one time. The vast majority of males would not enjoy it at all, and most would hate it. They would actively rebel against the entry, fight against the very idea of taking a dick in their ass. If it brings some pleasure to certain males, why would most Men actively fight against this act?

Because being fucked in the ass says much about a male’s place within the human hierarchy. When a Man is fucked in the ass, he is emasculated in a way that differentiates him from other Men. A Man is meant to penetrate. A Man who is penetrated (like a female) is considered a “lesser” Man, even if that penetration occurred during a rape. It is the nature of how Men view the act of being penetrated.

However, the act of being penetrated and fucked by another Man doesn’t always change the personality of the recipient. Many gay bottoms receive dick, but they are still Men in that they are active in their sex life and still seek their own pleasure. They very often still use their dicks to receive pleasure. They are generally an equal in their relationships and their sexual encounters.

But some males are fucked so deeply and aggressively that they are changed forever. They no longer seek their own pleasure. Their assholes become their true sex organ. The desire to penetrate with their penis – the primary means of pleasure for most Men – is taken away, replaced by the desire to be penetrated.

So how does this happen? During a powerful, aggressive rut an Alpha can angle his cock so that it strikes the faggot’s prostate as he penetrates the second ring. The intensity builds until the faggot is triggered into having an internal orgasm until it is overwhelmed. Symptoms of cunting vary, but generally involve unconsciousness, trembling/shaking, uncontrollable emotions, fits of deep weeping. It’s very dramatic, and for an unprepared Alpha it can be alarming.

Here is a video about cunting I produced:

The rape I endured might be considered a cunting, but it didn’t alter my mental state enough at the time. I fought against the feelings of being penetrated and taken in that fashion. A true cunting involves more than simple penetration … it involves the mind and heart of the male being cunted.

I wasn’t cunted properly until Alpha Chris owned me a few years after the rape. What was the difference? Well, Alpha Chris had already fucked my mind through our previous encounters, so when he finally fucked my ass he had me in the proper mental state. When he fucked me, he did so with a controlled aggressiveness that forced me to give up any residual masculine resistance. Suddenly I felt this involuntary clenching inside me accompanied by a tingly warmth that spread through my body. It was so surprising and wondrous that I nearly lost consciousness. I just laid beneath him, absorbing his thrusts even though I wasn’t in my body anymore. Then I gasped for air, just realizing I had been holding my breath. Returning to consciousness, I felt him cumming inside me. Nothing mattered anymore. I was claimed inside and out by this powerful young Alpha. I was suddenly everything and nothing. A slave to the Man whose cock took away whatever it was I once thought about myself.

By the time he was finished pounding me, any lingering idea that I was a Man had disappeared. After that, I completely understood that my hole was my sex organ, and my purpose was to offer it in whatever way a Man demanded. That is what a true cunting does to a male – it emasculates a male and transforms him into a object only to be penetrated.

And once that cunting occurs, there is no going back.

I recently received a frantic series of text messages from Michael, the new faggot of Master Matt.

“Sam, my pussy has changed shape!” he exclaimed worriedly.

Knowing what Michael’s new pussy had been through recently with Master Matt’s giant cock, I understood the issue instantly. “Yes, I know,” I replied, “it’s okay.”

“But Sam, it looks like a pussy! Master said it looks like a real pussy!” he repeated.

“It’s okay, brother. It’s normal.”

One of the great miracles that comes from a Man fucking and cunting a faggot is the actual transformation of the faggot’s body into something unique in the human family. The faggot turns into a slave, an object, the personal property of a Man through physiological and metabolic changes resulting from deep breeding. And, from a physical standpoint, the faggot’s throat effectively becomes a Fleshlight.

And, most crucially, the faggot’s hole becomes a literal pussy.

As the picture above shows, a well-fucked fag hole becomes slit-like and develops “lips” around the rim. The muscles inside the faggot’s pussy become trained to mimic the stroking necessary to bring the Alpha to orgasm the way a female vagina does.

This new pussy, when combined with chastity of the faggot’s dicklet and/or jockstrap, makes the faggot appear most feminine. This physical transformation of the faggot’s body makes it more palatable for Men, particularly straight Men who like the look and feel of female vagina.

And this creation of a female-like pussy from the hole of a faggot is caused solely by the power of Alpha cock!

And Men love the look of a faggot’s pussy!

Some faggots object to the use of the term “pussy” to describe their hole, but as I’ve shown, active faggots do indeed develop a pussy by natural means through intense sessions of fucking and breeding. So the term is not only appropriate, but also necessary in order to describe its true function.

Faggots are a natural part of the Hierarchy, and like all things in Nature, the form fits the function. Through the fulfillment of its purpose a faggot naturally develops a pussy as part of its transformation into the thing Nature intended it to be.

Like poor Michael, this change can be shocking at first, even scary. But it is merely Nature’s way of remaking a faggot into a tool and piece of property useful to satisfy the needs of Men.

So rejoice in your pussies, by faggot brothers! Be proud! Your purpose in life is being fulfilled!

This post is part of a thread following Ben, a young Alpha who is learning how to manipulate and use faggots. CLICK HERE to read all posts in this thread in chronological order!

There are few Alpha conquest stories that have been remarked upon with such awe BY ALPHAS like the Master Ben stories. Why is that? Well, I believe it’s due to the fact that Master Ben is courageously learning faggot ownership while on the job, methodically taking control of a faggot’s mind, body, and life. He’s brand new to it, but it fits him like a second skin. It’s incredible.

It’s been a few days since I last heard from Master Ben, but he returns with an earth-shattering update!

It’s been a few days since I last sent an update on the situation with my formerly reluctant faggot. I’m pleased to say that, almost a week on from our initial training session, the fag is now well and truly broken. No longer ‘the reluctant fag’ he will now be forever known as Faggot Dean, property of Master Ben.

Our evening training sessions have continued in much the same way as the first. Fag Dean now operates practically on instinct, he arrives precisely on time each night with an armful of food, sets out my meal and brings me my beer and then gets to work on whatever chores I’ve set for him via text before he arrives (usually in response to his adoring good morning text) all without me having to say a word. I’ve also trained him to strip as soon as he enters the house to rid him of any hesitancy he may have had about having his pathetic nub on display.

Once finished with his duties he quietly comes into the living room and takes his position kneeling at my feet whilst I finish eating/watching TV. Depending on how generous I’m feeling he sometimes gets my leftovers or gets to worship my feet as I relax as a reward for his obedience. We repeat our now daily ritual of getting him to admit his inferiority and submission to me. He now gladly and confidently admits to being my faggot and seems to crave the words “Good Boy” and “Good faggot”. Then I blow my load in him, usually a couple of times.

With each day that goes by the more we both grow into our newfound roles. Fag Dean now takes anything I throw at him without hesitation or complaint. No matter how often, how demanding or how rough…Fag Dean accepts his place. For me, I feel more powerful, and more comfortable with that power, with each passing day. I no longer feel the twinge of guilt I felt on the first few nights seeing how rough I’d fucked my fag. I think even I underestimated, in the beginning, the true extent of an Alpha’s power. I didn’t fully realise just how much control Alpha’s have over faggots and just how desperate and pathetic faggots can be when they find themselves at my our feet. It just feels right.

As the days have gone by and we’ve both started to explore the true extent of our respective natures I’ve been sure to make increasing use of Fag Dean, making new demands of him and challenging him to step up and prove just how much he wants to serve. On Saturday evening, after our training session, I had him clean my feet, balls and pits as I watched TV. That night I sent him home with my dirty laundry and told him I wanted it washed, dried, folded and back in my wardrobe/draws by 9am the next morning. Sunday morning Fag Dean arrived with my laundry completed, he then spent the full day cleaning my house, preparing me food and running errands for me before returning right on time for his evening training session.

Yesterday we both had the day off so I decided to take Fag Dean out to town and see how he’d behave when we weren’t alone, behind closed doors. I text him in the morning and told him to come straight over. As soon as he arrived I told him I needed to cum and he stripped down and I fucked load deep into his hole. I’d had a cheap butt plug delivered for Fag Dean and told him to plug his hole and keep my load inside him until we returned home. He clearly wasn’t expecting it and was uncomfortable with the idea of going out like that but didn’t protest. We drove into town and stopped at the ATM and I told him to get some money out for me to spend. He brought back £100. I spent the day shopping around with his money whilst he carried my bags. Curious to see how far I could push him I deliberately caught my shoelace so it came undone and told him to bend over and re-tie it, he did so, and then I told him to kiss my shoes 5 times each while he was down there. He was clearly uncomfortable with that level of submission in public (though it was only in a side street) and took a little convincing. I told him for I’d add another kiss for each shoe for every 5 seconds he delayed, that seemed to incentivise him. I praised him, stroked his head and told him he was a good boy. On the way back home I told him I was pleased with his progress and that he’d taken an important step in his training by serving in public for the first time.

Yesterday evening, we had the usual training session though the fag seemed to be far more affected by the fucking I gave him than he ever had before. It was going as normal, I was being very rough with him after being worked up all day and he was doing his best to keep quiet as I’d instructed him, but after a while his whimpers turned to moans and moans turned to screams. I told him to stop the noise but it was as though he was in a trance or something, just totally unresponsive though he was still conscious. I kept fucking him and then he started shaking, came and then went limp. His full body just gave in, he was just lying there quivering, holding on to me. He obviously wasn’t in any state to keep taking my cock so we sat there for a bit, covered in sweat and his cum until he came back to reality. It was totally bizarre, unlike any reaction I’ve ever had before.

Once he’d come around and regained his composure I told him to get cleaned up. He apologised for cumming before me and without permission and then took himself off to the bathroom to dry himself off. I told him I still needed to cum and then used his throat, he swallowed every drop. Then I told him he could spend the night on the couch, I honestly didn’t think he was fit to drive at that point. He curled up with my t-shirt and I went to bed.

Let’s stop there and isolate this. Do you see what happened??

MASTER BEN CUNTED HIS FIRST FAGGOT!

Cunting a faggot involves two critical steps … one physical, and one mental. Physically, an Alpha needs a sustained rut that penetrates the faggot’s second ring. But crucially, the Alpha needs to break down the faggot mentally and make it want to surrender to him. These things allow the faggot to open like a flower to the power of its Alpha, setting the stage for the faggot to be cunted.

I’m just so proud of Master Ben! He’s worked so hard with this reluctant faggot, and now he’s conquered it!

Let’s resume his story:

When I woke up this morning he had tidied the living room and made breakfast for me and thanked me for last night. He seemed different, as though previously his submission had been a conscious act whereas now it was more like he it was instinctual and unquestioning. I told him he’d impressed me over the last few days and that he deserved a reward so I gave him an old t-shirt I’d been using as a cum rag (covered in loads) and told him he could keep it. First thing he did was shove his face it it and sniff and then he thanked me again and asked if he had permission to leave as he was late for work. I told him he could go but to make sure he came by this evening at his usual time, he did his usual tasks but when it came to our nightly ritual of getting him to admit his faghood and new status as my property I told him I think we’ve reached a point where we no longer need that admission each night because we both knew and had accepted our respective roles in society. I explained that from now on I’d expect him SHOW me that he had accepted his role as my fag through his actions and service day to day rather than me having to ASK him. I told him to that my priorities were now his priorities and it was his responsibility to make himself useful and that, in doing so, he’d find a new level of fulfillment. He agreed and then I sent him home.

I’ve found the last few weeks to be transformative for Fag Dean but also for myself. A few weeks ago I had these urges and feelings that I’d don’t think I’d fully accepted. Now, after my experiences talking with you and in breaking my first fag, I feel exhilarated, I feel powerful and more confident and I want more.

In the same group chat as I first (virtually) met Fag Dean, we’re all gay guys. Another of the guys in the group has always been very flirtatious with me, we’ve chatted outside if the groupchat before and I know he’s also quite submissive. Up until now I’d just dismissed it as casual flirting but now, having experienced the last two weeks with Fag Dean, I know I’ve got another willing faggot ready to be claimed. Unlike Fag Dean who is lacking in confidence and was unsure if himself, this new boy strikes me as the exact opposite. He’s flirtatious, forward, playful and eager to please. I suspect he’ll be a bit of a brat and need taming in a totally different way to Fag Dean…but I do love a challenge.

The greatest Alphas are relentless hunters and cultivators of faggots, and Master Ben is proving himself to have that instinct as well!

Armed with the knowledge of this first experience, Master Ben will now be able to spot faggots everywhere he goes, and he will be able to take them and claim them!

But, for now, Master Ben completely owns the first faggot of the Kingdom of faggots to come!