What’s up fag took your advice and it submitted to me in seconds it was like throwing a dog a bone. I expected that it was a fag already but I didn’t think it was that desperate. I had it kneel and kiss my shoes first and while it was reluctant at first a few slaps got it slobbering like a dog. It admitted that it was a faggot quickly and I had it yell it louder each time that I think my housemates heard it. Despite feeling amazing owning this fag and it being obedient, my issue is how hard it was getting. It took away from the pleasure of slapping it and forcing it below me when I saw how i could see its dick get hard from licking my feet and even more when I slapped it. I only have a short period of time with this faggot before summer so I want to train it better to break its habits so it can serve better while I can enjoy dominating it without seeing it be hard. I thought about threatening it or telling everyone but didn’t know if that would make the situation worse since I want to psychologically break it and make it completely subservient.
Thank you very much for following up on this situation, Sir!
First of all, congratulations on taking ownership of your first faggot! It sounds like you were exactly right about it, and I’m glad my suggestions worked! I think what you did to get it to loudly admit that it’s a faggot was quite effective; it’s almost like how drill sergeants use loud call/response commands in the armed services to get into the minds of their soldiers!
Now, let’s talk about your complaint, Sir. You’ll remember that I WARNED YOU about using harsh discipline on faggots because they often get excited by it. But you didn’t heed my warning, Sir, and so you ended up with something you didn’t want. It became a vicious cycle of increased violence and increased arousal.
Here’s the other thing: no male can really control their erections naturally. They just happen. I’m sure when you were younger you had erections at inopportune times. They just happen, Sir.
If you don’t want to see your faggot aroused, you must try to resist beating the faggot, Sir. I understand that beating it might be your natural urge, but to get what you want from the faggot, you’ll need to try a different approach … much like the one I outlined for you in my first response.
I might also add this suggestion now that you’ve taken ownership of it: chastity. Lock up your faggot’s skin flap in a chastity cage so that (a) it’ll be prevented from getting a full erection, and (b) it’ll be concealed from your view.
I do suggest that you be the one to lock the faggot in chastity, Sir. This is more official in the mind of the faggot and becomes almost a sacred ceremony for the fag. However, if you’re squeamish about touching the fag there, then you can oversee the faggot locking itself into chastity. Just make sure it’s secured on the faggot properly.
Overall, I’m pleased to hear this news, Sir! I’m glad you now can experience deeper and more resonant power, and the kind of like an Alpha deserves!
What’s up fag, name’s Caden and I had a question for you. I transferred colleges this year and saw this fag I knew since elementary school. Since 8th grade, he was always lingering in the locker room and when we did basketball dares he always would “dare” me to flex or take my shirt off and was a pussy who threatened to report me when I threatened to beat him up once. I haven’t seen him in two and a half years prior to this year since we went to separate colleges til now but he’s in the same club as me and has been making advances on me even though I told him I have a gf and I’m not a fag. At this point I’m just over it and wanna punish and own him for just being a fag hitting on me so much and force him to submit to me, any brutal methods you got to humiliate him?
Thank you for the question, Sir!
Younger faggots can be a problem for straight Alphas because they are untrained and generally have not accepted their proper place in Hierarchy. They often make the mistake of thinking that they are equal-but-submissive, and lack the respectful behavior that Alphas deserve.
I want to forewarn you, Sir: physical/violent punishment doesn’t work well on faggots because they often get off on it. That’s the opposite of what you want, I’m sure. It’s better if an Alpha gets into the faggot’s head first before administering physical punishment, because then the Alpha’s violence has an emotional component and not one of pure hate. Do you see what I mean, Sir?
I propose this: the next time you’re with the faggot and it starts its nonsense, tell it to stop, get on its knees, and kiss your feet. If it doesn’t obey, then either slap its face or spit in its face and repeat the command. If it still doesn’t comply, then use force to get it on its knees and make it kiss your feet.
Once it does this, have it look up at you. Then ask it: “what are you?” The only acceptable answer is: “I’m a faggot, Sir.” If it does not answer correctly, slap it and ask it again. Once it does this, repeat the process again and again until you are satisfied. Then, tell it “good boy” or “good faggot” to reinforce the training (like giving a dog a treat).
Then dismiss it, but not before making it clear to the faggot that it is to refer to you as “Sir” or “Master” and that it now belongs to you exclusively.
After that session, the next sessions should involve tasks you want the faggot to perform to your satisfaction, followed by additional reinforcements like foot worship or scent training on your pits or your crotch.
This training I’ve outlined is pretty standard, and is designed to break a faggot of bad habits and start a reprogramming based on faggot fetishes/addictions. As Alpha, you can make adjustments on the fly as you see fit, Sir. I’m just outlining a scenario. I hope it pleases you.
I can already tell you’re quite a dominant Alpha. I have no doubt you’ll own this faggot quickly! Please keep in touch, Sir!
Back in January I resurrected a seminal post from FWA titled “Good Boy” that examined the power of the phrase over the minds and hearts of faggots (CLICK HERE to read that). Ask any Alpha who has used the phrase on their faggots, and they will attest to its dual-edged power not only as a demeaning term, but also as a way to express affection.
After all, it’s how a Man speaks to his dog, and good faggots are very much like faithful dogs.
Now it seems that this simple truth of the Hierarchical movement has gone mainstream! This article published on Parents magazine’s website discusses the rise of the use of the phrase “good boy” among teenage boys!
The article describes the trend this way:
The “good boy” trend boils down to this: a child instructs another to complete a task and when the child complies, the kid responds by calling him a “good boy.” Typically, kids will say “good boy” in a patronizing and dramatic tone, sometimes it’s even topped off with a fake smile or slow clap.
Teachers are posting videos like this one about the trend they’re seeing in their classrooms:
The post’s author gets the gist of the phrase correct, but of course misses the underlying forces causing these boys to say this. Even when the author makes this keen observation, they still get it wrong:
Some adults pointed out that the kids using the term likely don’t even fully understand all of the connotations behind it. For example, they might not fully grasp a potentially underlying sexual message that the phrase can carry. Instead, they mostly associate it with training animals.
Anyone remotely familiar with hierarchical concepts (or sees the world as I do, through that lens) immediately understands the mechanics happening under the surface with these teen boys. They are using the phrase as a way to assert dominance and control in order to lay claim to some level of Alphahood among their peers.
Furthermore, using the phrase and then seeing obedience and submission in others when it’s used FEELS GOOD to both the young Alpha and the sub he’s using. It’s an early, easy expression of dominance and power that feels right.
But I want to point this out: the article is mostly CONDEMNING the use of the phrase among young boys. Now, why would they condemn that? The answer is obvious: Alpha power scares everyday people because it cannot be controlled or labelled. Society prefers homogeneity and conformity because it makes everybody equally important and special.
But that isn’t life, and it’s certainly not hierarchy. Alphas are exceptional and powerful, and they will continue to uphold hierarchical standards not only because it feels right, but also because it IS right.
And faggots will continue to serve them, because it is ALSO right. What else should a GOOD BOY do, anyway?
The following post is part of a thread chronicling the enslavement of a 53-year-old faggot (a former Top) named Mike by a 31-year-old Alpha Master named Steve. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!
It’s a beautiful thing to see a true Alpha Master sculpt a faggot into whatever he needs. It’s almost like a composer writing a symphony and then leading an orchestra to perform it. Real Masters know how to manipulate the minds and hearts of their faggots so the faggot can reach peak performance.
Master Steve is absolutely a mindfucker extraordinaire.
His faggot Mike wrote to me to update me about the latest adjustment in Master Steve’s training.
What an interesting few months this has been and honestly life changing and almost freeing.
I feel like I am becoming so comfortable with finally letting my guard down, release my old ways and simple Master Steve guide me.
I am now staying locked about 20 days a month, still a bit hesitant going to gym and being exposed with chastity. Steve had me drink his and his black friends piss at the gym one afternoon. It was so rewarding and strange at same time to hear Kevin tell Steve thanks for letting me use your faggot.
I think in some ways even my family almost knows, they adore Steve, they seem to ask Steve’s permission before mine now. Steve had me bake a cake, he took it to my mom and said he had made it for her. She called me later and said she was happy I had such a good man like Steve.
I have learned that if I am not locked, he doesn’t want to fuck me or let me drink his piss. So I now stay locked without him asking, because I need his dick and piss I have learned.
The other day a package came. It was 3 different size butt plugs and some device, later finding out it was a piss gag. He just told me, I would be learning a few new things come up. I over heard him on phone telling a friend, that he was going to begin having me learn to wear plugs throughout the day. I heard him laughing saying he’s gonna really have fun showing off cage and plug at gym. And not really sure what his plans are for the piss gag.
Butt plugs and a piss gag, eh? Something’s afoot!
But it’s becoming clear that Master Steve is truly claiming Mike as his personal property. Mind you, he’s shared Mike with other Alphas to this point. But listen to the following update:
I’m am becoming more appreciative of how the chastity has helped me and I do think everything he has done has only been to help reset and retrain me to be the faggot he needs me to
It’s interesting how he continues to fine tune things. One night we had a long conversation about limits things I like things I don’t like he asked me several pointed questions. I guess to see how comfortable I was with different scenarios. We both set some hard limits what’s interesting he even allowed me to set some for him. He talked a lot about this being a positive experience for both of us and making him a better man (he never refers to himself as an Alpha or Master, Which I find interesting) and me a better faggot.
I had asked him the question why was it so important for me to get off the apps when he still occasionally has me Service other guys. He kinda Laughed and then proceeded to ask me a question. He asked me was it more important for me to please myself or to please him. I said well, of course to please you. He said exactly he said when I was on the apps, I was only pleasing myself and pleasing other guys focusing on their needs and not on his. He said when he’s asking me to service a guy he said he gets pleasure out of it or It’s to serve a purpose for him.
A few weeks after that conversation, we were out one night and one of my old friends with benefits, came and put his arm around me and asked me when Was not gonna let him fuck me again. Steve over heard this, and proceeded to tell him “look buddy first of all get your hands off of him second of all you’re never going to fuck him again.”
You can almost feel the tension of this encounter between Master Steve and this other guy! It was Master Steve’s Protector Alpha side roaring to the forefront! It must’ve been thrilling for Mike to have this powerful Alpha defending him!
Mike related another little detail that caused my little fag heart to skip a beat:
By the way, I was very shocked that you actually did a podcast, including me and my master Steve in it…. I believe it was podcast 266 trust your master. I actually let Steve listen to it, and he Was smiling and nodding his head During most of it. At the end, he said good advice, He said maybe I needed message Sam that faggot. Share my thoughts on why I’m doing this as well.
I love when Masters find out that I’m out here coaching their faggots and praising them publicly! It gives me a little anxiety, I’ll admit, because I want to represent these great Men in a properly-respectful way. I’m so glad I received Master Steve’s seal of approval!
The following post is part of a thread following the development of a college football faggot named Ethan who finally found the circumstances to serve. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!
There’s no doubt that my previous site FagsWorshipAlphas and this one have had a large number of underage visitors lurking on them. In the first year of the site (on Tumblr) I shooed away questions and conversations from minors because I didn’t want to deal with the headaches or legal issues.
But I kept encountering kids who were putting themselves in frightening situations or trying things they didn’t understand, so I relaxed my standards a bit to try and give solid, fully transparent advice. I began to look at it this way: I would’ve loved to have had someone to talk to and get advice from when I was fumbling around in the darkness of my teen years as a burgeoning faggot. Despite what my critics suggest (without evidence), I desperately want to help people find their truth. And minors are people, too.
One of the most wonderful faggot brothers I’ve ever met on this wild internet journey of mine was a then-sixteen-year-old faggot named Ethan. In 2022 Ethan wrote me a heartfelt letter after I threatened to put up a paywall around FWA. He was desperate to hang onto the one thing that taught him the absolute truth about his life, so he reached out to somehow keep in touch with me.
Here’s what he wrote to me back in April of ’22:
Dear Sam, My name is Ethan, and I am a 16-year-old Faggot. I have been coming to your website for the last year and a half, almost 2 now. I saw your most recent post about making it a paid site and wanted to write this email to you for two reasons before it’s too late.
First, I was wondering if you could give me some advice. You see I have known I was a faggot since I was 10 years old. When I was in 5th grade I was in love with my 5th-grade teacher. He was such a nice and awesome teacher! He was always positive and supportive. I would always ask him if I could help around the classroom. Such as organizing the classroom library, wiping the desks down, hanging up classroom art, Sharping pencils, and, more. I was so excited to see him each day and help him out and wanted to do every for him. I also started having sexual dreams about him towards the end of the year. I didn’t know if I was gay or not, But I know I wanted to do anything he ask or said to do. Of course, he NEVER EVER touched me or did anything sexual! But I felt he had power over me and I loved it! He was just an amazing teacher. I was hoping you can give me the advice to help me find an Alpha. I have read a few posts on your site that you suggest for faggots my age find someone around the same age. But you see I am only attracted to older men, like at least 30s- 60s. Plus I am not out to a lot of people at my school yet, only a few think I’m Bi. I have tried using Grinder, but I have run into many problems. One is that most Alphas I like, are not into guys like me. You see I’m Very masculine, I’m 6′ tall, and about 225 – 230 pounds, I am on my High School’s JV Football team. I play MLB, (which is middle linebacker) Or FB (which is Full back). I also love to work out, and I can squat about 400 libs, (I have big Thighs hehe). I also can grow facial hair so I can look older than I really am. Anyways, Alphas on Grinder, always want small skinny, twink, Fem boys. Or they want boys to dress up and act like girls, and I am not that. Also, I don’t want to change, I like who I am, and I love football and sports. The other problem with Grinder is my age. I have met up with a few alphas, and I had to hide my age. But as soon as I tell them they ghost me. For example, I had been seen this one guy who was like in his 40s. for a few weeks and I had sucked him off 3 times, and last week I think he was getting suspicious about my age. He thought I was in college, but when I talked about school, the fact I go every day, and a few other details he finally asked straight out how old I was. It wasn’t like I was lying to him, like flat out, I just didn’t give him details. After that, he was mad and stop talking to me. I totally understand, they don’t want to get into trouble, and I did feel really bad about lying, and I do not want to lie to my alphas, because I know it’s not right. I just don’t know how to find one that will be ok with my age. Could you please give me some advice on how to find the right Alpha? I know I should not be lying to Alphas about my age or anything else but how do I find one? And one that likes me for me? Or should I change for my Alpha? Should I try to be more Fem. or dress like a girl for them? It’s just that, that is not really who I really am. I also wanted to send you this email because I wanted to say Thank You Soo Much, for making this site. even though I won’t be able to see if it is for pay since I do not have a credit card. I wanted to thank you for helping me so much. I know who I am now. Before I found your site I thought I was fucking crazy, or a very, Very, sick pervert. Just because I would fantasize and have dreams of men using me. Even though I was ok with myself for being gay, I thought it was sick to be thinking that I wanted older men to use me as a slave, and just a sexual object and for them to hurt me or say hateful things to me like call me a faggot or dog or wanting to be lesser than them and not equal. But you helped me know that it is all a part of nature, what the Hierarchy is, and my place in it. You helped me understand that I am not sick in the head, and there are many other Brothers like me out there. Thank you, Thank you, Thank you. You kind of saved my life! And if you still put the paywall up I understand. Please do not listen to the Fucking Haters! You also save so many that don’t email you, like I didn’t for the past year. Whenever I do get a credit card, your site will be the first one I sign up for! Thank you again, for everything you have done in the last 5 years! Happy Anniversary! I hope I can still stay in touch and let you know when I find an Alpha!
Thank you, Sincerely, Ethan
Can you see why I don’t judge minors as being too young to have honest conversations with about serious, life-altering decisions and courses of conduct? Ethan was clearly intelligent and in full control of his choices. He simply needed someone to talk to that he could trust, and I was that person.
Beyond that, I definitely felt drawn to him because he was honest-hearted. He admitted certain urges that others might try to hide for fear of judgement. I found Ethan to be quite mature and thoughtful for his age.
Sadly, I was headed to prison a few months later and my time to help him was limited.
Fortunately, Ethan reached back out to me recently and we reconnected. And I was glad to find out he’s now in college, but more than that, he’s finding his way as a faggot:
This is Ethan, we emailed back and forth a few times back in 2022 and 2023. I emailed you about finding alphas and meeting men on Grinder and how you told me to be myself even though I am a masculine Faggot, and not a femboy, that some alphas are into that. Since you gave me advice, I stopped using Grinder until I turned 18. I’m 19 now and turn 20 in June. I looked at FagsWorshipAlphas.com, hoping you would return when your “vacation” was up, but then it went down, and I thought I would never see or talk to you again. I found Hierarchy University a few days ago and am so glad I did. I have a few more questions and wanted to update you.
First, I think I found an Alpha! So I am at a university in Texas, and I have been going to a local Gym with some friends I met at school. Back in November, one of my friends said he saw a guy in the locker room wearing a cock cage. I was super intrigued, and it was hard to hide it. After we (they really) had a hard laugh about it. I asked him when he saw him and what he looked like, so I could maybe check it out. He gave me some info. But I never saw him whenever I would go by myself.
Eventually, I was with my friend and a few others, and he pointed the guy out to us as we were lifting. I did not go over to him then because I was with friends and too nervous. But at least I know what he looked like. It took me until February because of school and work, when I was able to get a brief idea of his schedule. He usually comes to the gym in the morning on the weekends and MWF in the midday and afternoons. It took me a while until I was able to talk to him, I was either always with my friends, or too shy, or there were too many people around.
Finally, in the middle of March, I caught him at the gym on a Sunday morning. The gym is usually void of a lot of people (most are at church), so I had to time it just write. I saw he was done with his set and treadmill, and he was walking to the locker room, and I followed him in. This time he was wearing his cage; I noticed a few times he wasn’t. So I followed him into the sauna, and there was another older man in there already. I waited until the older man left, then I started making casual talk. His name is Alan, and I asked him if he went to my school, which he did, but graduated like a year and a half ago. I then complimented him on his cage, and he smiled and said that it was a smaller one than he started with. I later found out he thought I was an alpha and was trying to pick him up haha. So I asked him if he had a master or Key holder, and he said he did. We talked for a bit about Alphas and Faggots. I told him I was a Faggot too, and was hoping he could give me some insight on how to find an Alpha like he did. He also said he had read your old site for a long time and saw it when it was first on Tumblr, right before that went dark too. Then two other older men came into the sauna and we had to cut our conversation short, just as well, cause I was also getting hard from talking about it all with someone one lol.
So after a while, we both decided to leave we went into the showers. I took a very quick shower as I did not want to miss him when he got out. As I was changing, he came out and I sat on the same bench and we chatted a little more, about other things, as there were others around. When we walked out, we exchanged numbers and we talked on the phone quite a few times after that. He told me that his Alpha was a black man Named King Karter and he and 3 other faggots worshiping him. Two of them are older, and online, mostly like Findom really. And one other he has had for a long time that is used sexually and demstically. They serve him by cleaning and cooking for him, financially by giving him some of their paycheck, and in other ways, and Sexually. I asked if King Karter was looking for more faggots and if I could meet with him. He had said he would ask his King the next time he would get a chance, but wasn’t sure.
A few weeks went by, and Alan called me and he said his alpha would have an interview with me. So he told me this before, but I will explain it. So his alpha has an interview with prospective faggots now, that want to serve him. Because he had one faggot that served him for a while and then just bailed because he did want to do a few of the certain things that his King was asking of him. This way he makes sure he only picks Faggots that are willing to do everything that is asked of them and know what to expect and how to serve. To prepare me for the interview, Alan talked to me and told me everything to expect, so I was prepared. Some of the things were like, will I cook and clean his apartment, which was a natural yes. Sexually, he said he is very, very dormant, which is most of the time. Which was ok with me although I told him I had not ever been fucked yet. He said as long as I’m ok with getting fucked and practice beforehand (which is a bit hard to do while living in a dorm) I was good. Alan said the first time is usually the hardest and roughest because he wants the Faggot to know how hard he can get. Alan said his King gave him black eyes and a split lip the first time, but he is not like that every time. Alan said his King also makes the faggots wear cock cadges at all times in the apartment, even when just cooking and cleaning or when the King is not home and when or / if they go out together. Because he said, his King finds it very offensive that faggots gets hard around him. Alan also told me that his King also has him and all his faggots use poppers constantly every time they are there, even when they are not having sex, he makes them watch popper training videos all of the time while working out their cunts, and while doing chores. I had never done poppers before this, but I know what they are.
I wanted to ask you, are there any side effects from using them a lot? I found conflicting information online. He also told me about one other aspect of service.
And finally, this was the big one, He said his King pimps him and the other faggot out to his friends and others. I told him I wasn’t sure if I could do that. Alan said that that was why the other faggot left. Alan said, He wasn’t sure about it either at first, but after a while, he realized that it was a Win, Win, Win scenario. He gets to have a lot more sex and practice with other men and pleases other alphas sexually, and he can take the things he learned from others and use his skills on his King, He said he is not allowed to have sex with anyone else like no hookups on Grinder, because his King does not want any risks of STDs. This way, his King can screen his clients beforehand, making sure they are all STD tested and Free. Alan also said he feels safer because his King knows where he is and who he is with, so he is not with some potential psycho killer. Also, it is a win for the clients as they will have a quality faggot to use. And finally, King Kater wins because he gets money and has us practice our skills, so when we come back, we can perform better for him. That was the basics of it.
I said I would have to think about the sex-selling part, and after a few weeks, I finally got comfortable with it. Alan sent him pics of me in a jock strap and Alan said his King liked my look. We had the interview a few weeks ago.
I also wanted to ask you if alphas tricking out their faggots is that a common thing? And what should I be aware of?
Since this email is getting long, I will let you know how the interview went in another email if you want to hear about it. I had it a few days ago, it was intense! 🙂 Really not what I was expecting.
Well, I am really glad you are back and love the new site! And I am glad I found you again!
Thanks Again, Sam!
Love you!
Ethan!
I thought this was an incredibly promising situation, but things got even better when Ethan was allowed to meet King Karter in the flesh!
Here is what happened last Sunday (4/6). Alan said I would have an interview at 11. I left my doom very early, went to a nearby gas station bathroom, and cleaned myself out just in case. I arrived at his apartment at around 10:45. When I was walking up to his place my stomach was in knots. When he opened the door, he was huge, like 6’3 bold, and goatee. He was wearing just some basketball shorts.
He told me to sit down and we talked for a good while. It felt like a work interview. He asked me where I grew up. When did I start thinking and knowing I was a faggot. How many men have I served? I told him the details I told you a few years ago like knowing when I was about 10. and about Grinder. I also told him I had never been fucked which I was nervous about, but he didn’t mind he did make sure I was willing to be fucked and breed, and I said yes absolutely! I just never found a guy I was comfortable with. I told him how I met Alan and how I was looking for an Alpha. I told him about your website (the old one because I didn’t find this one yet) and how you gave me great advice and really helped me, He said he heard about the site from # 1, (I will explain that later) and that he looked at it a few times but he liked this site called fagmaster or fag life, better because it was more for alphas, but he said you do good work to help faggots like me know their place. He said he hadn’t gone to them in a while because they went down too. (I think like yours I guess) I never heard of them so I don’t know.
Then he talked to me about his life and how he learned how to own faggots. He said he was always attracted to white boys but only had females sexually until he was 19 and got arrested with some friends carjacking and having pot on him. He said that while he was serving time in jail he learned how to use faggots. King Karter considers himself Bisexual. And sometimes had girlfriends but he has been more and more recently into white boy faggots. He said he only uses white boys faggots because he believes they need to pay restation for what they did to his ancestors. He said, “They raped us and used us and made us their slaves and now I do it to their children.” I did tell him I had family on my dad’s side who lived in the South and fought in the Confederate in the Civil War. He seemed to like that and laughed. I also told him I have family that are big right-wingers, and who are huge Trumpers and MAGA, and even some I think although I’m not sure are in the Proud Boys, I told him I wasn’t sure, but he liked learning about that I guess and smiled.
He then told me all of my duties if he took me as his faggot. Cooking and cleaning the apartment. That I must wear a cock cage at all times. He said he finds faggots being hard around him offensive and I do not have the right to have a hard dick. He said even when I’m doing chores such as laundry I would still have to wear one. I told him I understood but I said I had never put one on. He said I would get used to wearing it.
He also told me I was not allowed under any circumstances to have sex with anyone else without his knowledge or permission. And only with clients. I need to be tested for any STDs at least 2 times a month and must be on Prep(which I was) and Doxypep (which I wasn’t but now I am)
He also, said that he owned 4 other faggots, and he only uses numbers. He said faggots do not deserve names. He said the one I know as Alan he is #3, #1 was a faggot he met on Grinder after he came out of prison and has been the longest one he has owned. #2 and #4 are older men he met online who live in other parts of the country he does Zoom calls with them and uses them mostly as findom, but has met them a few times, and a few times they have come out here to serve him. He said he had had another #5 a few years ago but that one was kicked out because he did not want to get sold, he resisted a lot of the work and mostly only wanted sex. King Karter said if you serve me it’s more than just sex with me. So he kicked him out. King Karter said if I want to be owned by him I must be willing to do everything, including choices, sex, and dates. (with others). I said I was willing. He also said he makes all his fags get addicted to poppers. He said this is important as it makes the faggot brian weaker, more willing to be used. More willing to be molded. He said it would take my inhibitions and nervousness away and let me (him) own your mind easier for you and faster for me. I did say I had never done them but was willing to use them if there were no side effects he said no just getting high for a few minutes and it will help you when I fuck you.
I have a question for you, does your cock really get smaller, and how much and how fast. I have a 7.5 uncut, and I know you use cadges. How much smaller will mine get if I use it regularly?
Then he had me write down 3 lists of things, I want or have done sexually, things I might want to try, and things that I would rather not do. I would have put down piss under things that I would rather not do, but Alan said he was into that so I put it down under what I want to try to show that I want to be a better faggot and want to learn. We went through the list King Kater said that almost all of the things on the might want to try will be done to you like being gangbanged, and pumped out (which I was still nervous about but I only put it down the maybe list because I know that was one thing Alan said that would defiantly happen.) And King Karter said he wants me to try to think of being more open to some of the things on the do-not list. Some of them he agreed like blood and cutting he said will never be done. He said a few of them like Scat he was not into, but some of the clients might and you will have to do whatever they want. You are not there for your pleasure you are there for theirs. I told him I would try, and he laughed and said “You will do it, not try, but I will help you and train you first and have you get used to it before I would send you to someone that really wants to do it.” That did make me feel a little better about it. Another thing on the not list was taking pictures like nudes or videos, he said he would be ok with it but again he would like to to push your boundaries. I said, “I was just afraid of future jobs and losing them.” he said he understood but said we can work around it like using masks, or not showing our face, but we will talk about that later.
The next thing he had me do was to strip. He said he wanted to see what I was working with. I was already hard, basically as I was just walking up to the apartment, and was nervous I tried to hide it but he said “He would let it go this one time because this was the first interview, but after this he sees my hard fag prick again without a cadge he would have to beat me.” I just nodded and said, “Yes sir,” there was a cock cage sitting on the coffee table and to told me to turn around and put it on so he did have to see it (I think my dick). It actually took me a while to do both because I had to figure it out and how to put it on. And because I had to push my hard dick into it, I had to think of girls and boobs to get it to go down enough. Finally, I got it in when I turned around he didn’t seem annoyed though as it took a while I think.
Any tips on how to put it on faster and easier?
He had me bring out a huge laundry basket from the bedroom closet. And he had 2 new popper bottles on the table. King Karter had me dump all his dirty laundry on the ground, it was all dirty gym clothes and underwear. And I had to separate them in colors and whites. But every time I picked up an article of clothing I had to take a huge sniff of it, and breathe it in for a long time, and hold it. Then put it in either white or colors. After I pulled one peace out and sniffed it I would have to put one of the bottles under my nose and he said I would sniff (hit) the poppers. And I had to alternate if it was white I had to hit Amsterdam and if it was a color I had to hit Blue Boy. I went back and forth, from one to the other, all the time he was just sitting there watchin. He pulled off his shorts and was wearing a jockstrap, I could see the HUGE!!! Outline of his cock. It made me so weak. My heart was beating so fast and so hard, I think it was from the poppers but as I was so excited!! I was getting dizzy really fast. I was finally done. Then I had to put the colors in the washing machine. At this point I was feeling so weak I would let him do everything I could tell that he was right about the poppers, It was amazing. I was not nervous or anything and all I wanted to do was to please him.
Then he had me get on my knees in between his thick thighs. I thought “Yes I’m goin to suck that huge thick dick!!” My mouth was so wet and all I could do was stare at it. He said to go down and smell him. he said NO TOUNGE, NO LIPS! JUST SNIFF, You Got that Faggot?!
I nodded, I was sniffing him up and, and down, he would push my head into the side of his balls. Then after a few minutes, he would make me sniff more poppers. Then go back down. And smell him again, Then more poppers, then just more sniffing it was driving me so crazy being so close to this dick on the outside in his jock. I really really had to fight myself not to stick out my tongue but I wanted to show I could follow orders. At this point, I was like so Fuckin High, I never had felt like this even when I smoked pot. He would alternate between Amsterdame and Blue Boy. A few times he would put both under my nose. Then he would look at me and have me look up at him make me say I was a faggot, I want big N**ger Cock, and make me beg, then would have me sniff again. He would pull my hair and make my nose go up and down the shaft, in his jock I thought I would go insane.
Finally, a buzzer went off it was the laundry, I had to change it and put the colors in the dryer and the whites in. Then I came back, and he did the same thing only now he would slap me on the back of the head sometimes if I wasn’t sniffing hard enough or if he thought he felt my tongue, which would sometimes slip out a few times. He also made me do two bottles at once and sometimes in the mouth.
He had me make big sniffs of his ass crack and only took out his balls so I can sniff them. I would inhale a big popper sniff then hold it and exhale hard and then he would shove my head and face down under him, on his balls, his taint, his ass hole. I was so dizzy! 🙂 Then the buzzer went off again!
It was like I lost so much time. Because I know the cycle was like for 45 minutes plus an extra rinse cycle. But to me it felt like only 10-15 minutes, Dose poppers make you lose track of time?
It took me a while cause it was hard to stand up. Then I unloaded the dryer and loaded the whites in the dryer, and he had me fold the Darks into piles. He then asked me if I want to suck this big N*ger cock, I said yes please, he asked me again and at this point, I was begging, and he was stroking it in his jock, “Clean up your mess first and I’ll think about it.” He pointed to the carpet, I had a huge, huge wet spot under me from all my precum. I didn’t know you could precum like that, especially with a cage on. The cage felt so awkward like my dick was pushing inside me. Felt so weird, not like a bad weird, but just weird. I started to get up and get a paper towel but he Yelled at me, “No Faggot SUCK IT UP!” “First give me your phone!”
King Karter said my homework was to watch at least one, if not all 3 every single day. And follow the instructions. That this will help better train my faggot mind. He gave me the two popper bottles. He also told me to get a big black dildo if I didn’t have one already and use it on myself each time, and I must clean it off, Pull it out of my cunt and clean it with my mouth and shove it back in and keep doing it over and over, he wanted me to love the taste of my cunt on N*ger cock. I just nodded, At this point, I was so horny and wanted to do anything to take that cock in my mouth! But he didn’t let me suck him. He just said, Ok get dressed put your cage on the table before you leave.
I was so shocked I thought I was going to suck him off and he just walked out of the room. I felt I must have fucked up somehow like I did something wrong. I was almost about to start crying, and I don’t cry like almost ever. It was like he punched me in the gut. So I slowly got dressed and left. Putting the cage on the table, I was still rock hard and dripping, and I left.
It takes me about 45- 1 hr to drive from his place to the dorm and the whole ride back I was thinking I did something wrong what did I do? Hoping I did not fuck it up… I was killing myself. As soon as I got back to my dorm I texted Alan,#3, and see if I really fucked up and asked if I could make it up. He was at work so he couldn’t talk but later that evening we talked on the phone, I had to go outside because my roommate was there. #3 said I didn’t fuck it up. He said I was great, and that King Karter did the same thing just not as intense with him. He said he didn’t get to suck his cock until a few weeks later after he had started working for him. #3 also said King Karter wants to make sure you are not just in for the sex but everything else. And that this was a way to help condition my mind to serve him and his friends. This is what he does to test you and help train you. #3 also said I had to follow the instructions. Use the popper trainers every day. (which is hard in a Dorm, but I have done it a few times in my car, or I have to wait until my roommate is at class or out for the night) That I need to practice Ass to Mouth (even though I was not really into that) all the time now because he loves that shit.
Very powerful stuff! I especially loved the very clever use of the washer/dryer as a timing and task element to this initial meeting! It allows King Karter to gauge Ethan’s reaction time and attentiveness to detail!
As far as the pimping of faggots to Alpha friends, this seems to be more prevalent among black Alphas than white Alphas for whatever reason. I have never been fully owned by a black Alpha, so I was never pimped out this way. I know Ethan was a little rattled by that aspect, but it didn’t surprise me.
I’m just so proud of my brave young brother! I’m looking forward to seeing how his eye-opening new opportunity for service will develop!
The following post is part of a thread chronicling the service of a faggot named Matt who is owned by an intense 35-year-old Alpha named Master Connor. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!
Last week we were introduced to a faggot named Matt and the brutal, violent Alpha who owns him, Master Connor. Matt told me about how Master Connor would beat him before breeding him aggressively, something that alarmed me quite a bit.
Matt decided to continue serving Master Connor, which I can understand to some degree. Matt was newly in chastity for Master Connor, but he asked me if I thought he should offer his Master the keys to his chastity, thereby completely surrendering control over his body to a Master whose temper seems to turn on a dime.
I told Matt he should offer Master Connor the keys in order to demonstrate real submission and trust. Matt did that, and this was the result:
So today was the day I handed over the keys to my clit to Master Connor. I wasn’t sure how he would react. I came over before his kickboxing session and offered them to him saying it only felt right for him to hold that power over a faggot in service like me.
His reaction? Laughter. He let me know just how pathetic one must be to not only wear a clit cage but to essentially beg a Man like himself to keep the keys. But after ridiculing me, he said it was the right thing to do.
He then told me how he felt about my clit. Said it was annoying and disgusting to see it sticking out in my panties when I was serving and he was using me. He asked if I thought I deserved to even have a dick – as limp and useless as it is.
I, of course, agreed with his assessment and said how embarrassing it was to have something that even attempted to emulate the strength and power of a true Man.
I suggested that I could get a smaller and smaller cage the longer I stayed locked and make it less and less noticeable. He nodded then told me to drop my panties!
I’ve never intentionally exposed myself to him in that way and he’s never demanded it (or wanted it). He looked down for a few seconds and then stared into my eyes saying “when I get back, you’ll tell me how small it can get – how much it can disappear – because I never want to see that excuse for a dick sticking out like that ever again.”
With that, he walked out with the keys to my cage still in hand and I was left naked with my mind racing about how to address his demands.
I’ve definitely explored smaller cages and have even downsized a couple of times. But I’m already down to the small size – only two away from a nub/flat cage.
After getting the meal prepped and baking in the oven, I decided to pull up the smaller options and have them ready for when Master Connor returned.
Like last time, he came back drenched in sweat. I was immediately in heat. I wanted to lick every drop from his body and then some. He stared at me as I kneeled admiring all of his glory. Then I looked up and our eyes locked. He grabbed my head and buried my face into his crotch just holding me there for a minute. I kept taking deep breaths of his God scent. Feeling his thick dick and heavy balls pressed against my drooling mouth as I lost all sense of the world around me.
He yanked my head back. Spit in my face. And then said “how small do YOU want it to be?”
I was totally caught off guard. At first I didn’t understand why he’d want me to have an opinion instead of telling me what he wanted – expected – demanded. But then I realized he wanted me to know what he wanted and expected and to demand it of myself.
Meekly, I replied “as small as it can get Sir.”
He nodded as if in thought. Then simply said “then do it faggot.”
I just suggested to and agreed to cram my nub into something so tiny that I wasn’t sure if it was even possible. But I somehow wanted it too even if it hurt. For HIM.
Before I could even fully process that next step, he was taking off his shorts and trunks. I was so excited to choke on his cock. But instead I began gagging on his sweat-soaked trunks as he shoved them into my mouth.
Then, over the counter I went. A fast blistering to my ass that was intense but left me whimpering through his salty, musky underwear in my mouth with no time to cry out. With only a little spit, he drove his thick dick deep into my pussy. Wow. I’ve never felt such a raw power and dominance. It definitively hurt but only physically. In every other way it felt totally right.
As he bred me with incredible aggression, he spoke to me. The words he said would be vile to anyone with any dignity but, for me, affirmed my position as HIS faggot and it brought me peace, almost bliss – even as I knew my cunt would hurt so badly the next day. I didn’t care in that moment. I knew this was right and I got lost in his rut – drooling and babbling mindlessly through his underwear stuffed in my mouth.
When he finally shot his Alpha load deep in my guts, I was completely transported to a different state of being. I was shaking and shivering. He had barely taken the soaked trunks out of my mouth before I was instinctively cleaning his cock in total worship. He let out a hot, large stream of piss and I choked it down faster than I’ve ever had to before.
About that time, the timer went off. He threw the trunks at me and said “sniff those as much as you want faggot. Just order me new ones when you order your tiny little cage you fucking cocksucker.” And with that, no recovery time today. Just dismissal with orders and a souvenir that will forever imprint me.
About to order the smallest cage available from Kink3D. And then it’s to ordering him new underwear as I sniff the pair I will forever worship.
I think it’s clear that not all hyper-aggressive and borderline violent Alphas are detrimental to faggots. Quite the opposite! Master Connor is banging Matt into shape, crafting him with hammer-blows into a faggot useful for his level of Alpha rage!
This experience shows Master Connor’s innate understanding of the power of his scented sweat on the mind of a faggot. It also shows how well Master Connor unapologetically embraces the enormity of his Alphahood and the rights that affords him. He knows it’s him right to borderline-rape his faggot and then forcibly make the faggot swallow his piss without warning. Some Alphas just get it.
I’m very proud of my brother Matt for being flexible and allowing his Master to guide his descension into perpetual subspace. He may not have many other choices, but he’s honestly trying to fulfill Master Connor’s demands. It’s pretty clear that perpetual subspace has taken over Matt’s mind thanks to Master Connor’s scented underwear and the frequent violent breedings!
Behind all of the violence and rage, I sense that Master Connor has purpose behind his actions. I’m probably as eager as Matt to find out what that full purpose looks like!
The following post is part of a thread chronicling the life of domination of a God Alpha named Master Jase. CLICK HERE to read all posts in this thread in chronological order!
I’ve often spoken about Alpha rage. Sometimes encounters with Alpha rage result in rape (as in my own case), but a lot of times it ends up feeling very close to rape without going into dangerous territory.
Ask any faggot or female about it, and I guarantee they’ll all say the same thing: it is THRILLING.
Natural-born subs have a deranged need to be taken by Alphas using the full force of their might in wildly aggressive ways. When Alphas find resistant subs who fight them, the Alphas are triggered into overwhelming and overpowering them into submission. Much of that ends up resulting in the Alpha forcing his dick into them and making them take his violent rut and explosive cumshots (because the center of an Alpha’s power is his cock).
Few Alphas exemplify Alpha rage better than an Alpha I’ve come to know and respect deeply over the last couple of years, an Asian bodybuilder named Master Toople. An Asian King blessed with a long, thick cock and the body of a prize-fighter, Master Toople has spent his life forcing males into submission to him and making them take his cock and his enormous cumshots.
Being Asian in a racist world can be tough for many, but for Master Toople the racism gives him plenty of opportunities to conquer and breed mouthy inferior males. Like this:
You know my love for agonophilia. That doesn’t stem from nothing, as I’m very skilled in boxing and Muay Thai, you can imagine the same ferocity and aggression and dominance I have in fighting as I do with fucking. And by now, you know I love to break in and slut out bigger arrogant and cocky studs who think they’re top shit and show them their proper place under my body and cock.
Had the perfect scenario for me on Saturday training where a new guy refused to believe I was as skilled as I was, and resorted to making racist comments about how “chinks can never beat” other people. And of course, the ignorant himbo had a backup friend. To clarify, this was rugby training as the season just recently started.
And the majority of the rugby team, including the coach, have all worshipped my cock in one form or another. So they all know and are aware of my prowess or at least what I show them.
I had my victims set. Told the first guy to square up, made it a bet that I’d knock him flat on his back, and his buddy next. The bet being whoever loses obeys the winner. Did not take me long at all in humiliating the cocky fucker with my fists into the ground. And then prying his mouth open with my dick and forcing him to choke on it in front of his friend. Took on his friend after he started getting pissed, again I took great pleasure in punching his lights out.
It was far too easy. And I had two new bashed in toys. Told them both when they came back awake to worship my cock together between their mouths, and I was not gentle, smashing their faces open with my cock and punches when they would gag and choke. As it does for me, it was many hours on the mats mounting their newly fagged faces. Neither of the deserved my god cock splitting their cunts open, nor did they deserve my seed. All they got was my pre smeared all over their bruised, red and bruised lips and faces.
By the time I pull my cock out of one of their destroyed throats, they’re both sprawled and mind blank from the brutal throat fucks I gave them.
I instead sunk my cock into one of my waiting obedient team fags and gave him my pent up load as a reward for being patient and watching the humiliation of the two new fags.
I do revel in encounters where I can unleash not just my aggressive libido but also my physical ferocity, but especially more when I get to physically dominate and take down cocky guys into broken obedient fags. There’s no going back once I’ve put my cock in you and overwhelm you with my body and power. Getting messages from my sluts begging me to use them as a warm up for gym or training because that’s how much they need to be overpowered and broken.
Master Toople has a lot of these kinds of encounters, so many that I’m surprised his name doesn’t appear on some most-wanted lists. It doesn’t because Master Toople is a God Alpha who is acting properly within the scope of his Hierarchically-elected position. Taking these males, humiliating them, and conquering them is the only right answer.
And Master Toople knows that these conquered males will crawl right back and beg for more like the many other faggots and converted faggots already worshiping at his feet.
I’m a natural born faggot and have known this since middle school. I’m now in my late twenties. I worship the Superiority of Men and have a drive to serve them however I can.
The Alpha I’m most recently serving is in his mid-30s. Well-built. All Man. He knows what he wants and takes it – demands it. He’s the only Man I’ve served though where anytime he decides to destroy my pussy, it starts with a very intense spanking. Always bringing me to tears. It’s not some playful act. It’s PURE aggression. Sometimes he’ll use a belt but normally just his hands.
Once he has me sobbing or bawling, that’s the time he always takes me. A full rut without any other build up. It is such an emotional and intense experience as he’s slamming his thick cock into my pussy – ass sore and sensitive with every buck of his hips that smack into it. I’ve never experienced anything like it.
I usually stay emotional throughout the breeding as he doesn’t let up. There’s no time to calm myself.
He’s always having me wear lace panties and the like where he just pulls them aside so he can have access to my hole but without having to see my caged clit. He’s definitely very verbal in these situations. He lets me know how inferior I am with every word and thrust.
Afterwards, he almost always lets me lay on his chest (after I clean his dick with my mouth… sometimes he takes the moment to use me as a urinal as well). Then, I usually proactively make him a snack, prepare dinner or bring him a drink before he decides to dismiss me.
I leave feeling a mixture of emotions. I’m not sure if anyone else has this type of dynamic but was wondering if the ritual he employs is normal or acceptable? When I leave, I feel both fulfilled and like a total mess at the same time.
Maybe he’s just keeping me in my inferior place and showcasing his natural superiority? Or is it abusive?
All I know is that it can be really embarrassing to go to the gym the next day – having a red/bruised ass and a clit cage is quite humbling.
Your thoughts?
Thanks!
Hi brother! Thanks for writing!
Your story is pretty intense! I can only imagine what it’s like to be basically attacked like that. It must be extremely painful and scary when this happens.
Sometimes it’s hard to understand the needs of a Man because they are sometimes so radically different from us faggots. Alpha rage is a real phenomenon, and I’ve written about it here and there in an attempt to explain it … and also warn faggots about it.
Sadly, many faggots seek this kind of rage out thinking it seems “hot” but suddenly find themselves in over their heads.
I can’t tell where you’re at with these attacks. It sounds like he’s really hurting you physically and emotionally, but you mention the fulfillment part of the experience as well. You seem concerned about its regularity, but you also sound like you wouldn’t trade it for something different.
Here’s my take on it: yes, he’s abusing you (without cause) to some degree. You don’t deserve to be beaten every time he needs to fuck just because you’re his faggot. He may not be able to become sexually aroused without the violence aspect, which would also be troubling.
But on the other hand, he’s fulfilling something in you, and leaving you “a total mess” might be exactly what he intends. He wants his rut and his breeding to leave impressions on you physically and emotionally. In some way, there isn’t anything wrong with that.
I can’t pass harsh judgement on your Master’s technique because he is providing you some aftercare. That’s important. By allowing you to decompress on his chest and work out your place through acts of service (like making a meal for him), you Master is providing some support after his assaults. If that wasn’t happening, I’d be much more concerned.
I don’t think you have much to worry about. I’ve seen this kind of violence from powerful Alphas (Master Dino from FWA is an example of this) that morphed over time into something much deeper. So I’d stick with it for now and see where it leads.
The following post is part of a thread chronicling the dominance of a straight Alpha named Josh, his wife Ashley, and their ownership of Master Josh’s first faggot Aaron! CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!
It’s rare that a straight couple owns a faggot. Even as someone who has covered virtually every kind of Hierarchical arrangement many times over, this gold standard of faggot ownership has been quite elusive. Mostly this has to do with the female side of a straight couple, as most females are too jealous/insecure/emotional to handle it.
But Ashley, the wife of Alpha Josh, is apparently quite different from your average female.
It’s been a few weeks since Josh and Ashley agreed to take ownership of their first faggot Aaron. I hadn’t heard anything, so I reached out to make sure they were doing okay. The reply I received surprised me.
It’s going really good. I guess it has been about three weeks since we started and our house has never been cleaner. It has such an attention to detail. And apparently my wife is quick to use the paddle so it tries hard to avoid fuck ups.
That was the source of a little rocky patch at first. I guess it was after the first two days maybe, so the first Tuesday and Thursday, where it was at the house without me and just my wife’s supervision. It texted me after it left the house on its way to work at the bar and complained that my wife was spanking too much. I called it immediately and had it describe why it had been punished. I don’t remember the reasons now but they seemed legitimate to me. I asked it if I were the one who had assigned the punishments, would it have complained, and it said no. Then I reminded it that it was to treat my wife with the same respect and authority it treats me. It apologized. I told it that it didn’t have to come back, but it wouldn’t see me again. And if it did decide to return as scheduled on Sunday, that it was expected to apologize to my wife and ask for another spanking for disregarding her authority and complaining to me.
Sure enough. It showed up on Sunday and asked her for the spanking. It was so fucking hot watching her tear up its ass with that paddle. After it apologized again and got started on the chores, my wife and I fucked so intensely.
Since then it hasn’t complained again. It just shows up and does the chores. I intentionally didn’t fuck it or let it suck me off for the first couple of weeks to make sure it was committed to the assignment. I did let it suck my dick this morning when it arrived. I could tell its little dicklet was straining against the new chastity cage. It was hilarious.
From their experience we can suddenly see how a straight couple can successfully own a faggot, and it all hinges on the female. Ashley not only accepts her husband’s Alphahood (and the needs he has as such), but she also embraces her own authority as part owner of the faggot. This is helped by Josh’s judicial support of his wife as co-owner.
I told Sir Josh that I was baffled by Aaron’s idiotic choice to go over Ashley and appeal directly to Josh about the spanking. Why would Josh ever side with his faggot over his wife? As a new faggot in a new situation, Aaron had no legs to stand on.
I thought it was wonderful that Sir Josh finally fed his faggot his cock and cum after a period of punishment. The taste and scent of his cock and the chemical/psychological aspects of his cumshot will do wonders to retrain the faggot and push it deeper in subspace and submission.
But I dearly love hearing how Sir Josh and Ashley made passionate love after disciplining their faggot. Hierarchical dynamics are a natural aphrodisiac. They play on sexy power dynamics that turn us all on. Maybe every straight couple having troubles in their relationship (i.e. almost all of them) need to take joint ownership of a faggot to fix them!
This thread follows the extraordinary story of Michael, a brave faggot who lives in an apartment building full of Alphas and began servicing many of them after he made himself available. CLICK HERE for all of the posts in this thread in chronological order!
My dear brother Michael had been uncharacteristically quiet in recent weeks, and I secretly began to worry that perhaps the live-in situation with 18-year-old straight Alpha Eric had fallen through.
Boy, was I wrong!
Rather than cooling off, the situation with Alpha Eric has only intensified! I’m just going to leap into the latest update Michael sent to me:
My teen Alpha-god Eric has pretty much dominated my life, and i couldn’t be happier or more fulfilled. He came to town after high school graduation because He was going to go to college here, and He had an internship for the summer. But all classes at His college are going to be remote — at least for the first semester — and so He will not be living in the dorms. So of course, He will continue living in my (for all practical purposes, His) apartment. i am thrilled.
So, first thing i did was to “remodel” the apartment so that He would have all the comforts of dorm life: a top of the line computer, a game console, the usual dormitory comforts. But best of all, while there will be no intercollegiate sports this year, Eric’s coaches insist that the athletes work out together every day so that they can maintain game-ready fitness. And so after His day interning, Eric reports to the college gym to work out with His teammates, under the supervision of the coaches and the trainers. This is an incredible bonus for me, His faggot. Most often, He arrives home pumped up (both physically and psychologically) from His workout, and in need of a relaxing blow job.
But after a few weeks Eric started bringing His teammates back home with Him after workout so that i could give them blow jobs as well. Not the whole team, and not every day, and not necessarily the same men every time. But over the course of several weeks, i have gotten to “know” all of His teammates. A true Alpha is generous with His toys. Eric understands this instinctively. And so, it is not unusual that there are two or three jocks hanging around the apartment in need of my service, and i have become, in a way, the team mascot.
One of Eric’s teammates (another Alpha Male but nowhere near the god that Eric is) understands that a Man is not gay just because He fucks a faggot. After He had been to Eric’s apartment after workout a couple of times and had received a couple of blow jobs He asked Eric if it was okay if He fucked His faggot. Eric had never considered such a thing.
“Dude, the faggot has two holes, both available for a man’s use. Don’t tell me you’ve never fucked your bitch!” said Eric’s friend. And so Eric granted permission for the guy to fuck my ass.
The other guy fucked me that very night. He took me into the bedroom and gave me an awesome fuck. It had been a while since i had been fucked up my ass, and it felt good, to be honest. (No ass action is the price faggots pay for serving straight Alphas; but as you and i know, sacrifice in all its forms is the lot of a faggot’s life). Eric stayed in the other room while His buddy reamed my ass. As i mentioned, Eric has inquired about fucking my ass but has not yet done so.
But I am hopeful. Eric has assumed the consummate Alpha aura of privilege. He has manifested His understanding that He is entitled to expect that i will do whatever He wants — when He wants. He expects that i will take care of His morning erections as a matter of course. He has no hesitation to call upon me to perform some service (sexual or otherwise) at any time, including calling me at work and demanding that i come home because He is in need of a blow job. i, of course, comply, since this is my purpose in life. It doesn’t necessarily have to be a blow job. He notes that His nails need trimming, or that His hair needs a trim. But now that He is aware that not just my throat, but my ass also is available for His use, i am hopeful that one day (soon, hopefully) He will call upon me to present my ass cunt to Him, and that thereafter, working His magnificent cock with the muscles of my ass will be a steady part of my life.
i am in faggot heaven.
Michael must live in some sort of alternate universe filled with aggressive Apex Alphas. Living near a bustling college campus has never been a bad gig for a faggot, but whatever they’re putting in the water of Michael’s hometown needs to be bottled up and distributed around the world!
You must keep in mind that Alpha Eric had never tried a faggot until he moved into Michael’s apartment, and he quickly went from zero experience to whoring out his faggot with all of his Alpha buddies. That is the kind of confidence only an Apex Alpha could muster!
As for Michael, well … he is indeed living a faggot’s hottest, most ejaculatory dream. And it’s all because Michael had the courage to approach that original Alpha in his apartment complex several months ago.
If you don’t have Michael’s bravery – few do – then using something like my new tool May I Serve You Sir? could be the help you need.
Regardless, Michael is living proof that Alphas – regardless of sexual orientation – will use faggots who submit and offer service. It just requires that faggot to offer itself.
The opportunities exist, and they’re endless. Stop dreaming about it, and make it happen!
Master Pitter (@flav66612 on X) understands that his faggots need time to worship and meditate on their purpose and his ownership while scent training.
It’s such an easy way to maintain subspace in your stable faggots!
This faggot is an appalling example of disobedience. When an Alpha gives a direct order – particularly one involving his own body – he needs to be respected and obeyed.
I’m a straight, married 29 year old alpha, and I recently found your site. Even though I’m straight, I’ve been using gay guys for years since they can take a much more intense and brutal fucking than any of my girlfriends ever could. However, I HATE it when a fag’s little dick gets hard when I’m fucking it. It’s such a turn off. I tried a cock cage once, but didn’t really like seeing that down there either, and also I don’t use my fags very regularly. It’s more just a hookup every now and then. It can be a few days between or even several months, and they know not to contact me in between, so I can’t be managing its chastity.
Any ideas on how to instruct them to keep their dicks soft? Or maybe I need to punish them when they don’t, but I’m worried the little fuckers will enjoy that and only make the problem worse.
Master, thank you for writing to me! It’s always wonderful when I meet powerful straight Alphas like you who understand the upper-echelon of Hierarchical power that faggot ownership unlocks!
First of all, congratulations on your ownership and use of faggots, Master! I’d love to hear more about that if you ever have the time to write me. All God and Apex Alphas should be celebrated, because through the exercise of your power and dominance you change lives and give fulfillment and purpose to inferiors everywhere! My email is hi*****************@***il.com.
I also want to congratulate you on correctly identifying the problem with disciplining faggots with more violence and pain. You’re absolutely right – most faggots would only get more turned on by that method. It’s a mistake I see so many Alphas make with their faggots. It really shows me that you are an insightful Master. Your faggots are lucky to be owned by you, Master!
There are really only two solutions to your issue, Master, but you might not like either of them. First and foremost, chastity is going to solve the problem. I don’t know how much you need to monitor that once it’s locked in place. And there are colors available (like pink) that might be more humorous than irritating.
The reason why I am an advocate of chastity (especially in this instance) is because it blunts the faggot’s ability to masturbate, which then lowers its libido. Ultimately I think that goal is more important to you than whether the faggot wears a chastity cage given your general disinterest in it.
The second method involves focused, intensive training designed to make the faggot despise its penis so much that it becomes disgusted by it. This is something I did to myself, actually, which has resulted in an eight-year stretch of no masturbation or orgasms (and also led me to self-lock four years ago). It’s possible for faggots to do this, too, but most of them don’t view Hierarchy as intensely important as I do.
But given what you said about not wanting to get too bogged down by your faggots, this second option is probably more headache burden than you really want to handle.
Master, I do very much thank you for writing to me. I do hope I gave you some help! Please let me know if you need anything else! Thank you!
This is absolutely brutal use and abuse, but there’s no better way to brainwash a fagg0t into absolute obedience and service. #HierarchyIsLaw#HierarchyIsTruth
The following post is part of a thread chronicling the submission of a British faggot named Benjamin who successfully used my “Letter To An Alpha” to submit to his straight Alpha friend. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!
My fag brother Benjamin stunned me with his previous email that detailed his use of my “Letter To An Alpha” to come out as a faggot to his straight Alpha friend as they were on their way to a cabin for a getaway. The response of his Alpha friend to this new information was quite immediate and powerful, and it led to some interesting first few days together in that cabin.
Now Benjamin has written a follow-up email detailing the second-half of their cabin stay, and beyond. It gets wilder from here:
To pick up where I left off, the rest of our time in the cabin was a comfortable (for him especially) routine of service and submission. I cooked, cleaned and managed everything while Master relaxed, ate, drank and did whatever he wanted. There were only 2 other instances where our usual routine was broken.
The first came on the 6th night of 9. Master took an empty bottle out of the waste bin, and took it with him into the bathroom. As a fag, even my brain was able to process what he was doing, and I immediately got very excited that he was about to permit me to drink his Alpha piss, even as I was disappointed that I could not drink from the tap in service brother. He emerged about 5 mins later with what must have been around a litre (half a coke bottle!) which he proceeded to place into the freezer. I will admit I was confused brother, but I did not question Master and his infinite wisdom. Close to an hour (I think) later, he ordered me to retrieve the bottle and kneel in between his feet on the sofa. Master told me this was my first test. I had 1 minute to drink the entire bottle. Any spillage and I would be out. And left in the bottle and I would be out. Seeing as my only option to become his personal fag was to down it all, I went for it. Ice cold piss, even from an Alpha, is not easy to chug down Brother. This fag had to power through brain freeze, and suppress it’s gag reflex to such a bitter, strong taste, to take it all in. I managed with a few seconds left, but had to curl up on the floor at his feet for a minute afterwards until the brain freeze had subsided. In this time I vaguely remember the sound of Master laughing and the feel of his boots sole on my cheek. But I passed Brother, and that is what matters.
On the second to last night, the other test occurred. Master complained in the morning that his balls were full. This set off fireworks in my fag brain. Was I to be able to serve him sexually that night. No was the answer. But he did let me contribute. I was to spend time on Masters hookup apps finding a lady who met his criteria, and organising her coming to the cabin, fucking him, and leaving. I was to pretend to be Sir in this time and I was very successful. I found a 26yo who met Masters physical requirements and matched his kinks closely, and she was set to visit at 7pm. He was pleased, and told me he had made arrangements for me while he was busy. I was to curl up in Masters suitcase, which he then packed with a week and a half’s worth of his dirty washing, mainly underwear and t-shirts from his morning runs. It was fag heaven. I was told that he would be placing the suitcase under the bed. And sound, movement or anything which interrupted his fun, and I would fail my probation. And that is how I spent 3 hours in a suitcase under a bed hearing the ecstasy of a woman being fucked by an Alpha God. The combination of smells, sounds and the slight rhythmic pressure I could sometimes feel from above had me leaking the entire time. Eventually, he pulled the suitcase out and released me again. He did not say I had failed, or done well, only to pack his stuff ready to leave the next day. I will confess brother that in that moment, while packing his belongings, I had one moment of weakness. I searched Masters room high and low for any sign of a used condom, but I found nothing brother. In hindsight it was stupid to think a God would use one, and even if he had, I would not have deserved it, but his constant domination across the weak fried my fag brain.
The next day I drove us home, which was pleasant. Master was behaving almost as he had before, but still calling me fag. He said he had enjoyed the holiday and was already talking about doing it again. I dropped him home and he ordered me to be there again the next morning for his housework. That has become a weekly thing now. I do a week of work, and my Sundays are now spent cleaning Masters entire house, doing his meal prep for the week and if I am lucky a full foot clean and massage while he watches the game. I enjoy spending time with him, and he is very complimentary about the job I do on his house and his feet when I am privileged to do so.
Lastly, we are already planning another trip. As of this week he has found a different cabin, 2 bedroom, with a hottub that he would like. It would cost me about £2000, which is worth it for Master. And I can’t help but hope, given the timescale, that it is meant to be around the time when I pass my probation and become his full fledged personal faggot.
Can you believe this?? I find this experience to be truly amazing!
First and foremost, it never fails to shock me how rapidly purely straight Men adapt to faggot ownership. Years ago when I started the site that eventually became this monster I was constantly harassed by people who mistakenly insisted that straight Men would never do anything with a faggot. Clearly I (and others) have collected so much proof that they do that it’s irrefutable.
Benjamin’s story also serves to remind us to stop projecting our own needs and hopes onto our Alpha, but rather we should serve regardless of how he demands. There were multiple moments where Benjamin hoped for something (like drinking Master’s fresh piss, or sucking his dick) that didn’t happen. Disappointment in that can lead us to resentment or anger, but Benjamin rolled with it nicely!
And finally, Benjamin’s story reinforces something I’ve said forever, namely, that you cannot retain a friendship with an Alpha once you become his faggot. Before this trip, Benjamin was a close friend of this Alpha, close enough to be someone he’d want to hang with on a cabin vacation. But in just the space of a few minutes, really, Benjamin became this Alpha’s faggot, his toy, his slave … and not his friend.
And that friendship is gone for good.
Instead of being his friend, Benjamin became the faggot stuffed in a suitcase under the bed who was forced to listen to his Master do what he cannot: fuck and breed a woman! It’s something like what my second straight Master did to me that I call The Nuclear Option in that it totally realigns a faggot’s brain and makes it more obedient. I honestly always thought my Master made that up and I was the only faggot who ever suffered through it, but I’ve encountered it so many times now I’m starting to believe there is some kind of straight Alpha playbook floating around!
Or, perhaps, it’s just simply Hierarchical truth!
I thank Benjamin for sharing his thrilling experience of submission and service to this powerful Alpha Master! I have no doubt more is coming!
Anybody who thinks Master @SUCKNIK0 is “toxic” for treating his faggot this way doesn’t understand the needs of a faggot, or the needs of a God Alpha like him.
What Master Niko is giving it is PURPOSE. Every faggot on Earth would crawl across ten miles of broken glass for this.
The following post is part of a thread chronicling the enslavement of a 53-year-old faggot (a former Top) named Mike by a 31-year-old Alpha Master named Steve. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!
So Master Steve, in the process of punishing his faggot Mike, put Mike into chastity but then added a new wrinkle: he wanted Mike to find him a faggot to use during the two weeks of ordered chastity (because, of course, a Master shouldn’t need to go without just because the fag is being punished).
That’s a rough demand!
Here’s what happened after Mike found a fag friend named Jacob:
Just wanted to give you an update. This week has had a lot of stressful moments, but also so realizations.
On Tuesday night, my ex Jacob, who ironically was my bottom, went to service Master Steve, that’s something I was asked to arranged as a punishment. Although I was not happy about this, I did it first and foremost to prove my loyalty to Master Steve. I also knew this would not impact Jacob and I relationship. I fully came clean to Jacob about me being a faggot and ask him to do this as a favor.
Afterwards, Jacob called me. I asked him to give me all the details as I would not be mad or upset. I had to accept my punishment. He told me that Steve talked about me the whole night and Jacob told me how lucky I was to have him.
While I’m sure it was difficult for Mike to know his Master was fucking one of his friends, I’m also sure Jacob’s report made him feel a bit better.
But then Master Mike had another surprise.
Steve asked me to come over on Thursday night, which is something he normally doesn’t do. When I got there, he wanted me to be open and honest about how I was feeling being in chastity for almost one week. I was truthful with him and told him that I was extremely frustrated but I was willing to do what I need in order to please him. I also talked with him about I am seeing there’s is also an emotional and psychological component being in a chastity. He was happy to hear all of this and agreed that the overall goal is to make me more focused on his sexual desires rather than mine, and to overall start feeling more submissive around him and his Alpha friends. Obedience is the ultimate goal.
He asked me to strip naked so he could see my cage, I was training beyond belief. My balls were hurting because the ring was pulling out so far. He raised his arm and told me to smell his pits, it was intoxicating and then he began to jerk off. When he came, he blew his load on my cage. He said just so you know I’ve just marked my territory.
He told me to get dressed and for me to let the cum dry on my cage.
I told him Thank You Sir for marking me as yours. He said don’t ever fuck up again, understand. He said he’s also excited to see how I’m gonna make this up to him.
I have no idea what to expect this weekend.
I love love love what Master Steve did with Mike here. It’s almost a form of aftercare. First, he sincerely wanted to know how the discipline was transforming his faggot, and Mike’s incredibly humble and honest answer clearly moved Master Steve.
And here I just want to emphasize to all of the faggots reading this: always be honest with your Masters! They are very sharp and they can detect disingenuousness or outright lying. And if you are honest, your Master will better know how to guide you!
Then Master Steve does something brilliant: he scent trains Mike on his armpit while jacking off onto his faggot’s locked nub. This is serious mind-fucking used to reinforce Hierarchical standing and purpose. It shows me that Master Steve knows what he’s doing!
I’m pretty excited to hear what happens this weekend! My main question: will Master Steve choose to release his faggot from his cage? We shall see!
The following post is part of a thread chronicling the enslavement of a 53-year-old faggot (a former Top) named Mike by a 31-year-old Alpha Master named Steve. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!
When we last heard from Mike, the older faggot of a powerful younger Alpha named Steve, Mike had made a disastrous choice that caused Master Steve to lock him in chastity for two weeks. Mike was devastated, but resigned to his fate since he was given a choice and he chose wrong.
But just because Master Steve is punishing Mike, that doesn’t mean Mike doesn’t still need to continue to serve. And that’s exactly what Mike has been doing:
After sending you the message yesterday, as I was cleaning his house and laundry, I started to do a lot of thinking about his and I relationship and how it’s evolved into this.
But Saturday, I cleaned his house washed and folded his laundry. This was actually the first time I ever did his laundry. I assume this will be part of my new chores. I even went to the store and made his favorite, my chicken salad, which he always says is the best. He normally likes it in refrigerator to snack on. I guess this was my way of saying I’m sorry, because he always says words mean nothing but actions mean everything.
He got home late as he said he would. When he finally came to bed. He did put his arm around me and I could smell the chicken salad on his breath. That made me happy.
But to be honest, I didn’t sleep very well, I kept straining all night in my cage. I don’t know how I’m going to get adjusted to this. And pissing is almost impossible without making a mess.
Sunday was overall a good day, everything was almost normal. Except for I was constantly thinking about my cage. Just before I was leaving at 3 o’clock he asked me to come into the living room. He asked me to hand him my phone and unlock it, I did. He opened up my Grindr app, and kinda scroll through it a second. He asked me do I think it was appropriate for me to have this app on the phone talking to other guys since I had him. I knew immediately what he wanted. I said no it wasn’t and I’m very sorry I have it. He handed me the phone back and said well you know what to do. He watched as I deleted my account, data and app. He said let’s make this clear, going forward he’s the only that can play with whoever and whenever. And I will never have sex with anyone else but him, unless he approves or asks. He said are we clear on this? I said yes, sir.
What he did next actually kind of shocked me. He took the keys to the chastity device and hung them the same place we keep our car keys. He said remember what I told you always have free will to do what you want.
We live about an hour and a half apart, that afternoon when I was leaving to go back home, he gave me a hug and kiss and said thanks for the chicken salad by the way. I just smiled.
On the way home, I was thinking of how I could make up to him for choosing this option.
That really shows the kindness within Master Steve, a god-like quality of benevolence toward an inferior.
However, Master Steve then changed the stakes the next day:
WOW!!! That’s an incredible assignment! It’s also a tough one, a variation of The Nuclear Option method of punishment I’m always talking about!
Will Mike be able to find a faggot friend to service Master Steve? And how will it impact their relationship? Stay tuned!