The following post is part of a thread chronicling the experiences of a French faggot named Fabien who has been claimed by his straight Alpha friend Anthony. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!

At this point straight Master Anthony has absolutely embraced the ownership of his first faggot, my brave little brother Fabien. Not only that, but Master Anthony has introduced faggot use to his Alpha Pack, with his close Alpha friend Henri making the choice to claim his own faggot, a timid little guy named Clement. These two Alpha Masters are young, hot, and more powerful than other Alphas at their age. They’re living the lives of young Kings who are spending their inheritance early.

It’s always interesting to see how Alphas move once they secure a faggot property. Much of what they do tells us how confident they are, how much they are integrating faggots into their daily life.

Judging by this latest update from Fabien, Master Anthony is absolutely and ecstatically proud of owning a faggot!

I would like to give you some news of my life with Anthony!

I have permanently settled in the kitchen to sleep. I decided to do it myself. I was feeling more and more uncomfortable sleeping in the guest room (my former room), feeling like I was intruding on an alpha’s space. The kitchen is big enough, so I managed to put my desk to work and a lot of my stuff in there. Now it’s clearly become the servant’s quarters. Anthony hardly ever has a reason to go there, after all.

I didn’t want to bother Anthony about it, but he brought it up late one night when he saw me heading for the kitchen after he’d sent me off to sleep.  When I explained, he had his delicious smug smile and said “Glad you’re understanding your place in life. Here, a gift to help you sleep!” He took off his dirty socks and threw them at me. I threw myself at his feet to kiss his toes with gratitude. Since then, I’ve slept with his socks on my pillow, kissing them passionately before sleeping. The smell of his feet makes me feel so safe and warm and comfy!

Some routines have evolved. Now, he often has me accompany him to the shower to soap him up, then towel him off from head to toe. And of course, when I’m lucky, he allows me to worship his cock or he even face-fucks me under the shower! Similarly, when he takes a bath, I keep him company by massaging his back and his feet and soaping him up, sometimes friendly chatting with him when he feels like it. 

Recently, Henri came to dinner at the flat, accompanied by sweet little Clément. We served them at the table and while they enjoyed themselves on the sofa. Henri dropped his full glass on the floor, and Anthony said, “Leave it, that’s what stooges are for.” Clément and I smiled at each other. We love it when the Men are arrogant and bossy! We had the privilege of sucking their cocks and licking their feet throughout the evening. Poor Clément still had to sleep on the hard floor in the kitchen and not on my futon, on Henri’s orders, but Henri also followed Anthony’s example and gave him his socks to sleep with.

Yesterday, Anthony took me with him to his gym. I followed him all morning, holding his towel, to wipe it off on cue, and his water bottle, which I would refill when necessary. He had his usual friends and acquaintances around, so I stayed quiet and in the background. Seeing him in his natural environment, taking care of his heroic body and receiving the attention and respect of the other men filled my heart with joy and gratitude. I felt truly privileged, as a mortal allowed to silently serve a god on Mount Olympus.

In the changing room before the shower, I couldn’t resist begging him to let me breathe his armpits. For a moment, I was afraid I’d overstepped my place (according to his rules, I’m allowed to beg him for favors, but I do it as little as possible, if at all, well aware that it’s all about him and his desires). But he looked at me smugly and revealed his armpit, saying “Enjoy, boy!” And of course, I went with him to the individual shower to soap him up, suck his cock and towel him off!

I’m living a dream. I am very busy and often exhausted, but every time my Master gives me a satisfied smile, a thumbs up or, better still, ruffles my hair or says ‘Good boy’, I know I’m living the life I was meant to live! As long as Anthony is happy, I am filling my purpose and I know my existence is justified!

And I owe all of this largely to YOU, my big brother Sam! I’ll never thank you enough!

Bravo!

The thing that really sets Master Anthony apart from other faggot owners at his age is his infectious joy when using Fabien. He seems to truly love owning this little faggot who does everything he commands. He’s not afraid to share this joy with his faggot like so many less-secure Alphas do, those Alphas who think Alphahood can only be expressed through brutality and hate.

Master Anthony already knows better than these other Alphas. He knows that he doesn’t need to scream and yell and get violent to be superior to Fabien or any faggot. He just IS SUPERIOR, and this knowledge fills him with a quiet strength and confidence that comes through even as transmitted by Fabien.

Can you see the difference?

I’m unbelievably proud of my little Fabien. He gave his heart and life to Master Anthony in the trust and belief that he would be safe kneeling at his feet, and that faith has led to an enviable and fulfilled life as the faggot of a great young Alpha!

Think about this: All that has happened here – Master Anthony’s acceptance of faggot worship, Master Henri’s discovery of faggots, and Clement’s fulfillment as Henri’s slave – happened because one little faggot named Fabien had the courage to submit and serve!

One faggot can make all the difference by being true to itself and serving with an honest, open heart!

This post is part of a thread following the development of a straight French Alpha named David who discovered that his roommate Vincent is really a faggot. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!

Every straight Alpha who discovers the truth about Hierarchy and the purpose of faggots is faced with a dilemma. Will he reject/ignore the services of the faggot, or will he explore/embrace the services of the faggot?

There are a variety of factors that determine which way a straight Alpha will lean, but the most important one is this: how confident/powerful is the Alpha?

Truly powerful straight Alphas find the use and ownership of faggots to be irresistible. Faggots give these Men the kind of worship and slavish devotion they cannot receive from their females or really anywhere else, and it’s this kind of worship that grows power within the Alpha. He starts to see himself as something more than a mere Man, but rather a King, a god.

Like I said, it’s an irresistible opportunity.

Master David discovered that his roommate Vincent is actually a faggot and he recently took ownership of him. One thing that really stood out to me from that initial experience was Master David’s rock hard cock that resulted from having his feet worshiped by Vincent. It got Master David so worked up that he later masturbated. Keep in mind this has nothing to do with Master David’s sexual orientation, but rather it has everything to do with his need for POWER as a young Alpha.

When I concluded my recap of Master David’s first experience, I encouraged him to explore the sexual use of faggots. While I didn’t really expect him to do anything right away, I knew it would open his mind to all of the possibilities now ahead of him.

Possibilities like this:

It has been two days since Vincent submitted to me as my slave and I must say you’re right: I just fucking LOVE the feeling of power! I had Vincent sniff my armpits after gym and he was so desperately thankful, he couldn’t stop saying “thank you master, thank you so much, thank you, my master…” I have made him lie on his back and I cleaned my feet on his face, he was in ecstasy! And when I was lying on the couch, he licked my feet all evening, it was incredible! I had no idea my feet were such an erogenous zone, it was delicious, I loved it!

Also, I told Vincent that from now on, I was not going to lift a finger to clean the house or to run errands. He replied cheerfully, “Of course, master! Your time is too precious to waste on such menial tasks! I’ll take care of everything for you, master, just tell me what you want, your desires are my commands!”

It feels just unreal and magical. That boy is willing to endure any humiliation and do any chore just for my pleasure and my comfort! And just because he thinks I’m hot and strong and smart! That’s crazy! I love to be a king!

I absolutely love the fact that Master David took my advice to scent train his faggot! Alphas often fail to appreciate the power of their scent. They think they stink, but to inferiors with the genetic receptors (like faggots), their scent is almost sweet and highly addictive. Once a faggot has fully imprinted on its Alpha’s scent, that imprinting lasts a lifetime.

I also think it’s great that Master David is enjoying the foot worship of his faggot. Feet ARE an erogenous zone, but it’s more than just physical sensation that makes it so hot. It’s a submissive act to kiss and lick another person’s feet, so when a faggot does this to a straight Alpha he suddenly feels like royalty!

Master David added a little something at the end of his message to me that makes me feel like he’s eager to try more with his new slave:

I’m reflecting on what you say about using him sexually. It is true that all that power is arousing me so very much. I have a hard on just thinking of it. I guess it doesn’t make me gay if I’m the one who penetrates but isn’t being penetrated… I’ll think about it.

Very revealing! I love Master David’s honesty and transparency as he grows and expands his power! If he decides to fuck his faggot’s throat or ass, I cannot wait to hear how he feels then!

Regardless, faggot ownership is improving Master David’s life daily, and it’s helping him become what he was born to be: A KING!

It’s odd, really, that it’s mainly straight Alphas who seem to understand how to properly use faggots more than gay Alphas.

I think it might be due to the fact that gay Alphas still think of faggots as being an equal part of the kink spectrum, rather than what we are: a completely separate and unique wing of Hierarchy. Faggots are not merely submissive. We are born slaves, born to be used.

Straight Alphas understand it and accept a faggot’s natural inferiority. Gay Alphas act like it’s a choice.

However, there are some gay Alphas who get it. One is Master @chilldom360. He’s a young, hot, very dominant and fearless Alpha who has faggots peppered around the world thanks to findom.

But he uses them for more than money. Here’s a bit taken from his X feed that demonstrate his usage of his faggots.

i am a 23 year old faggot who has been in service to my Master Damien for more than two years.  In those two years, my Master has taught me what being a slave to an Alpha Top should be.  He has allowed me to do His laundry, clean His apartment, cook His meals, run is errands, detail His car.  i am sure that you get the idea.. He keeps me satisfied as His fuck puppet also.  He is forceful sexually and insatiable.  He has made my life as His slave joyful.  i can think of nothing i would want to with the rest of my life than to be His servant.

Here’s the problem:  He is being reassigned to a different city for His job and He has made it clear that He is not going to take me with Him.  i cannot understand how He could just brush off my devoted service and my worshipful devotion to Him.  What is a faggot to do?

Brother, thank you for writing! 

I’m so sorry that this is happening! It’s definitely one of the hazards of being a faggot, and if you asked me it’s the worst aspect about it. It’s heartbreaking, but it’s also confusing as well. 

Since I was owned by straight Alphas during my fag “career”, I ended up needing to be dismissed because my Masters fell in love and got married (to females, naturally). It killed me every time, of course, but the first couple of times hurt much more because I was inexperienced with controlling my emotions. I’d come out of being a fag slut and discovered how wonderful (and more fulfilling) it was to be owned and trained by an Alpha, so I was desperate to cling to those Masters (they were incredible Men, too). 

But with my next couple of Masters I had developed myself emotionally to the point that I had a very philosophical, “serve in the moment” focus that helped me remain more detached and accepting of these kinds of losses. 

I guess I’m giving you a long-winded version of a “time and experience heals all wounds” speech, brother. Master Damien gave you the experience of a lifetime, and he shaped you into the wonderful faggot you are today. But he’s far from the only great Alpha Master out there. Your next Master is going to be one lucky Alpha, indeed! 

My thoughts are with you, brother! Love you!   

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The following post is part of a thread chronicling the experiences of a French faggot named Fabien who has been claimed by his straight Alpha friend Anthony. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!

The last I heard from my faggot brother Fabien was last Thursday after Master Anthony had enjoyed his 22nd birthday with his faggot and was heading out that night to celebrate with his Alpha Pack.

Now, I know Alphas about as well as I know faggots; this comes when you’ve served them and been owned by them as many times as I have. And I warned Fabien: BE READY FOR THEIR RETURN. I knew Master Anthony wasn’t going to miss a chance to show off his power over his faggot with his larger group of friends.

And sure enough, I was right again.

This is a pretty jaw-dropping installment from Fabien, so I’ll minimize interruptions:

Anyway, as you know, Anthony’s Pack was back to his home (I feel more and more like I’m living in his place rather than the reverse! ^^). But there were some surprises: Anthony arrived with Henri, five other friends (including two I didn’t know) but also a gorgeous young girl and another boy their age, named Clément, who happened to be… another faggot!

When they arrived, they were loudly chatting and they hardly paid any attention to me, except to give me their coats. But Anthony, who was speaking with the girl, snapped in my direction and said to the shy boy: “Clément, go with Fabien here to the kitchen, he’ll explain you your duties:”.

So I met the boy Clément in the kitchen. “Are you Anthony’s roommate” he asked me. “More like his live-in servant”, I answered. Then, he explained to me. Clément is a shy classmate of Anthony and Henri’s gang who often tried to befriend them. Some days ago, Anthony had him lick his boots. Henri and him had a good laugh and Anthony told his best bro “I’ve already have a better one, you can get this one!”. So now, Clément is considered to be Henri’s slave boy!

(Also, it means that either Anthony already has another college fag I don’t know of, or I am the “better one”! Either one, it makes my day!)

Anyway, to sum up, Clément and I served the Pack all evening, bringing them drinks and food, while they laughed and chatted loudly over background music, sometimes danced and played video games. I had secretly baked a chocolate cake for Anthony, and Clément and I lit the 22 candles in the kitchen. When I brought it into the living room, all his friends started singing “Happy Birthday” and clapping!

Clément and I were also used and humiliated during the evening. When I served a drink to Anthony, who was talking with the pretty girl sitting on his lap, he said to her, pointing at me, “You see the grown-up guy who lives here with me? He’s my stooge. He idolizes me so much that he does anything I tell him to do.” She was very intrigued and interested. “Look!” he said, snapping his fingers at his boot.

I knew what I had to do. And I was delighted to show this young girl all Anthony’s power, to make her understand how lucky she was to be in his lap. I licked the sole and all of Anthony’s boot very carefully, to the admiring cheers and chuckles of the girl and the Alpha Bros. Afterwards, with Anthony’s approval, I had to lick several shoes and bare feet. My tongue was tired by the end!

Later that evening, I was on my knees in front of them, trying to catch with my mouth any food they threw at me, laughing. I also had to bark and perform like a dog for their entertainment. The boy Clément, meanwhile, was used as a footrest for long moments by several of them, and had to deal with socks in his mouth and spit in his face.

How can I explain what I felt like, as an accomplished, respectable thirty-something, humiliated and mocked by these young college student bros laughing together? I felt perfectly in my place. It seemed so natural to me, as a lesser boy, to debase myself for the pleasure of these young, better men.

Late in the evening, Anthony got up with the beautiful girl who was glued to him and said to his brothers “Fellas, I’ve got more festivities ahead of me!” and they both went to his room while the others raised their glasses or bottles of beer to his health and jokingly wished him a happy birthday. Afterwards, we could clearly hear the girl’s exclamations of delight coming from the bedroom, provoking admiring and appreciative laughs from the alphas.

“Anthony, that lucky bastard!” one of them said with obvious admiration, “always gets the prettiest ones!” “Yeah” laughed another “no wonder he’s the boss!” I felt such a burst of pride!

One of them called out to me: “All of this makes me horny. Hey, bitch, I hear you give blow jobs? Come over here”. I was about to comply, but Henri intervened: “No, Anthony isn’t here and didn’t allow it. You can have mine, though” and he turned to Clément, who was then groveling in the back of the room “You little shit! Come over here to have a taste of our dicks!” Clément had to suck several cocks, while I was massaging Henri’s feet.

When they went to bed (Henri and two others in the guest room, three others on the sofa bed), Clément and I were sent to the kitchen. Since the first party, with Anthony’s agreement, I’ve bought a futon to sleep on. I wanted to lend it to Clément, but Henri stopped by and forbade it, requiring Clément to sleep directly on the floor. I said I didn’t mind letting him sleep on it, but Henri curtly replied, “I don’t care what you mind or not. I decide to educate my slave boy and to learn to sleep in his place!” So Clément had to accommodate himself to the kitchen floor.

I tried to comfort him as much as I could. “Don’t worry! You’re going to love serving superior men. Sometimes, it may be hard and exhausting, but it’s really worth it! I wish I knew that when I was your age. Always be thankful and obedient and attentive, always put his well-being first. And I promise you, it will be very fulfilling!” I saw him give a shy little smile and murmur “they actually are super awesome!” and I was relieved.

The next day, I was the first person in the apartment to wake up. I wondered if Anthony would want me to come and bring him breakfast in his room while he was with his lover, but I felt it was better to take the risk of making a mistake by bringing something to him than by failing to do so. I put a hearty breakfast for him and his girl on a tray, and added a flower from a vase in a small glass vial, for the lady.

I set the tray down beside his bed as they both slept, her head resting on his chest. Anthony slowly opened his eyes at this moment, glanced at the breakfast and gave me a thumbs-up, then a hand signal to clear off. I was so relieved I did right!

Back in the kitchen, I kindly woke up Clément and suggested that he brings Henri and his two friends breakfast in the guest room. His new master would surely be pleased. He did so and only came out later, looking delighted, with a little cum still on his face. As for the others three in the living room, I knew they were only entitled to leftover breakfast, in accordance with the hierarchy between Alphas, but I always take care to make generous portions so that they get respectable shares.

Anthony and his bros left in the late morning that day. My master informed me that he wouldn’t be coming back to the flat before they left for the weekend, and said I’d see him on Monday, while reminding me with a hand gesture to clean and tidy the apartment before he comes back.

Clément kindly stayed with me a little longer to help me start cleaning. Before he left, I did my best again to help him. “I may be older than you, but you and I are the same, inferior boys born to serve and obey incredible men like Anthony, Henri and their bros. So we’ve got to stick together brotherly! If you need anything, don’t hesitate to contact me, little brother!” I wish to be as helpful to him as I know you would be, Sam!

What a stunning display of natural Hierarchy, both Alpha and faggot! I wasn’t there, and yet I feel almost as giddy as little Fabien!

First of all, let me sing Fabien’s praises. Keep in mind that this is Fabien’s FIRST TIME serving an Alpha, and he’s exquisitely perfect right out of the box! Whenever anyone asks if faggots are born that way, just point to Fabien. He was BORN for this role, and it’s one he accepts with responsibility and joy.

For instance, notice how Fabien had no jealousy over his Master Anthony’s female, or the other faggot the Pack brought to the apartment! Not only did he not have any jealousy, but he also began helping Clement – mentoring him – to be the best faggot possible and making things as comfortable for his faggot brother as he could under pressure! I haven’t seen this level of selfless faggot cooperation since the legendary faggots of Masters Jin, Nick, and Matt in Toronto, Canada! It’s beautiful beyond belief! Any Alpha on the planet would want to own and cherish faggots like Fabien and Clement!

And from the Alphas we see typical Pack behavior, with each one teaching the next how to own and use the available faggots. I love that Master Anthony (the God Alpha of the Pack) taught Master Henri about faggot ownership and “gifted” him a faggot of his own. This is not over. The other Alphas in the Pack will soon be getting faggots of their own as well, just watch!

When Master Anthony returns home to his loyal faggot, he is going to give him a return to remember. I have no doubt that Master Anthony is beaming with pride over the way his faggot served him. If he feels even half of what I feel for Fabien’s performance, he’s going to breed Fabien until cum is seeping from his tearducts!

Ultimately, I’m left speechless and moved almost to tears by Fabien’s closing words:

It’s been over two days since Anthony left and I can hardly think of anything else but him. I feel so much loyalty and admiration for him; how can a young man be so perfect? I am obsessed with making him happy, I really want him to enjoy his life as much as he can. I can’t think of anything I wouldn’t do just to please him. I can’t wait to see him again tomorrow!

That’s how complete and devoted service to a worthy Alpha should leave a faggot – spent, but eager to be spent again. We are renewed by being used by our Owners!

I love you, sweet Fabien! May you always be so inspired!

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!

A couple of days ago I published this post about an ultimatum Master Steve gave to his new faggot Mike. The ultimatum involved two choices that Master Steve presented to Mike and told him to choose his destiny:

1. the first option was Master Steve would cage Mike in private. Mike would remain locked for two weeks, but during those two weeks he would not have sex with Mike. Mike would only be allowed to watch Master Steve have sex with other fags.

2. The second option would be Master Steve hosting a caging party; he would invite his three closest friends, Mike could make it public knowledge to them that he was Master Steve’s fag, and that Mike was wanting to be locked.  He would lock Mike in front of them.  And then Mike could serve them drinks that night.  After they left, he said he would allow Mike to drink his piss and fuck and breed him every time they were together over the next two weeks.

In that post I made it very clear that I was recommending the second option. I felt it was obvious what Master Steve really wanted his faggot to choose. I believed Master Steve wanted to show off his new, obedient faggot to his Alpha brothers, cage it in front of them so they could admire it, and then spend two glorious weeks breeding it like a King. After all, that’s the glorification all Alphas want.

Sadly, Mike allowed his ego to get in the way, and he chose the wrong option. I’ll let him tell it.

It was an emotional night.  I feel exhausted.  

I hadn’t heard from him since he hung up on me Friday, so I showed up at his house around 6 PM like usual. He was on the couch, feet up on the coffee table in long socks, playing video games, acting like nothing had happened. I was nervous, waiting for him to say something first. He just asked how my day was, like everything was normal. It caught me off guard.

I asked why he hadn’t messaged me back. He said there was no reason to there was nothing to discuss. I tried to bring up our options again, but he just said no.

Then he told me I had free will to make my own choices, but his needs would always come first. He said sometimes he’d push me, challenge me, guide me where he thought was best for my growth. Other times, like now, he’d let me decide so I could have a stake in the relationship. But choices always come with rewards and consequences. Then, just like that, he went back to his game.

I stood there quietly, then started telling him about my conversation with you and the advice you gave. He cut me off, saying he didn’t care for what you faggots talk about and that at the end of the day, I was going to have to live with the consequences, not anyone else. But then he added that if I were smart, I’d start taking advice from someone.  The choice I made was selfish on my part, all I thought about was me.  He said I keep forgetting his needs and priorities are always first.  He said you think this was the easy way out, but trust me it was the harder way, but you will soon find out.

I was speechless. Then he said, Enough of this. Get me something to drink.

As I turned to head to the kitchen, there was a knock at the door. I opened it to see Gary, someone I couldn’t stand. The kind of fag who’s always trying to get into someone else’s boyfriend’s pants. Before I could say anything, he asked if Steve was home.

Steve must’ve overheard because he called out, Yeah, let Gary in.

At this point in time, Master Steve stood up pulled his dick out of his sweatpants, and said come here, Gary you fucking fag, suck my dick.  Of course Gary got on his knee and started sucking his dick.  At this point time Master Steve looked at me and just simply said I thought you were getting me something to drink.  I was completely speechless.  I was fuming mad, but went in there and got him something to drink.  I handed Master Steve the drink.  And he said watch how good this faggot does.  In typical Master Steve style, just before he was going to cum he told Gary to open up his mouth and stick out his tongue.  He began to blow his load in his mouth and some landed on his cheek.  He took his cock, rubbed it on his cheek, told him to swallow his load and clean off his cock.  He did and then he told him to open his mouth, he cleared his throat and spit in his mouth.  He just said OK faggot it’s time for you to go.  Gary being the piece of shit could tell I was mad, he just simply looked at me and said bye sweetie.  Of course I wanted to scream.

Master Steve said damn he gave a good blow job, I may have to fuck him one day.    He said OK it’s time for us to go take a shower and get dressed to go to dinner.

He didn’t really act mad at me, but things felt off.  I kept replaying what had happened in my mind. I was upset and jealous.  But I knew I only have myself to blame.

That night we went to bed as usual.  When I woke up the next morning to make his breakfast, as I started to get out of bed he woke up at the same time and said oh btw here put this on.  It was the Chastity, I thought he might have forgotten.  It was much tighter fitting than I had imagined.  The feel wasn’t as bad as I expected, but I’m sure it’s going to be worse over the next few hours and days.

When I brought him the breakfast, I noticed he was up reading his phone.  I kneeled like I normally do after I put his food on the table.  And he said, could you just hand it to me in bed?  I ask him did he need to relieve himself and he said no pissed in the toilet already.   He said don’t forget I’m cut off of piss, dicks, and loads two weeks.  So don’t ask again.  I was crushed.

We went about our morning routines and then he said he was going to be out for the rest of the day. He said straighten up this place it’s a mess and do the laundry.  And don’t wait up for him tonight.

To be honest, I have so many thoughts going on right now.  Why am I allowing this?  What’s he out doing and who is he doing?  Am I being truly selfish as he said?  Why does he want me caged and why is so important to cage me in front of his friends?  Should I text him to come home and talk?  Do I need to set some ground rules for our relationship? Do i simply go home?  So many thoughts, I just feel drained and so frustrated already in this cage.  

Now, Mike made the wrong choice for sure. Master Steve was clearly upset that his faggot didn’t get the point of the exercise, and even though he got good service from another faggot, it’s still not as satisfying as what he wanted to happen.

But how about that last paragraph???

That last paragraph is a CATASTROPHE of faulty faggot thinking! Every wrong impulse is crammed into it, and if Mike were to do any of those things, Master Steve would cut him off at the knees and dump him out along the side of the road.

So instead of that happening, I did that for Master Steve. I lacerated Mike in a long email, screaming through text that faggots don’t make demands or ultimatums or threats to an Alpha. Faggots don’t have the right to become indignant and demand special treatment. Mike is a FAGGOT, not a lover, partner, or even a friend.

I don’t know if Mike did anything stupid, because I haven’t heard back from him after I pulverized him. Hopefully he learned a lesson, but I’m not optimistic.

I do think Mike is handicapped because he was once a Top. This has conditioned him to expect certain treatment that he’s no longer entitled to as the property of an Alpha.

ALL FAGGOTS, RE-READ THAT AWFUL PARAGRAPH! LEARN FROM IT!

The following post is part of a thread about Chadwick, a faggot in his sixties who serves multiple Alphas domestically. CLICK HEREto read this thread in chronological order!

Truly one of the more inspirational stories I’ve uncovered since my return is that of my brother Chadwick, the older faggot who has excelled as a domestic faggot for multiple Masters around the United States. Word has spread among Alphas, and Chadwick’s highly-detailed and thorough service has become a desirable commodity for them.

Which just proves something I’ve always preached: be useful, and Alphas will make use of you.

I’ve had a couple of questions regarding what domestic service looks like, so I asked Chadwick if he’d kindly write up an experience.

But instead of just doing that, Chadwick wrote up how he found another Master to serve in addition to the service he provides.

Here’s what he wrote:

HI Sam,

Here is a recent service that i completed for my Master “seeking Eager subs” on Recon.

i have been serving Master AKA “Seeking Eager subs” on Recon for over a year once or twice a month. My service is 98% cleaning and laundry. Master bakes a lot. His Kitchen is always in need of service.

Upon arrival if Master is Home. i kiss His feet as a show of my respect for His Alphaness and my obedience.

i do His Laundry, including Sheets, Blankets, Towels, Bath Mats, etc. Everything is taken downstairs to His Apartment’s Laundry Room where five or six loads of Laundry is completed..

Clean and sanitize His Bathroom  It is very important to make sure Master’s Bathroom is not only sparkling clean, but germ free.

Clean and Sanitize His Kitchen. There are Kitchen Gadgets,Dishes, Glasses, Silverware,.Counters, outside of Appliances and Cabinets all needed to be cleaned. If something has spilled inside His Oven, that is cleaned too.

Once i have finished cleaning HIs Bathroom and Kitchen, the Floors are mopped.

Dust and clean all of His Window Sills and Furniture. 

Make His Bed with clean sheets and Blankets

Vacuum all of the Floors and Carpets.

Take all of His Trash and Recycling down to the Trash Room.

If His Blinds or Windows are dirty, They are cleaned.

Upon Finishing service, if Master is Home, thank Him and leave.

I am usually there serving Master from six to seven Hours.

That’s a lot of work, isn’t it? But notice how Chadwick doesn’t skip steps or take shortcuts, but he’s thorough and worshipfully detailed with every step of his process.

It’s exactly how an Alpha Master deserves to be treated!

I can see why Chadwick, despite his advanced age, is still able to find so many Alphas to serve!

Do you think you can do this, too?

If the ownership of faggots is ever going to be accepted by an insecure, misinformed general population, it’s going to be due to young straight Alphas actually taking their faggots out in public and using them.

Only through demonstrations of such blatant power will there ever be a sea-change in understanding of Hierarchy as ultimate truth.

Leading the charge in this is an incredibly powerful young Alpha named @masterdiaz69 on X. The first six videos above feature Master Diaz using his faggots in public places.

And notice the reaction of people as they pass! The young Men are mesmerized by the sight of Master Diaz having his feet kissed or leading a fag around on a leash!

Intrinsically people know this is the way things are supposed to be.

The world will catch up eventually!

HIERARCHY IS TRUTH!

The following post is part of a thread chronicling the experiences of a French faggot named Fabien who has been claimed by his straight Alpha friend Anthony. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!

The story of my little French fag brother Fabien has truly been such a blessing. I love seeing young straight Alphas like his Master Anthony find a good, obedient faggot like Fabien and take ownership of it. This is exactly the kind of Hierarchical interaction that occurs almost daily (I can only cover so many of them – I’m just one faggot!) and strengthens the Natural Order.

I wonder if Master Anthony realizes what a treasure he has in owning Fabien. I’m sure he doesn’t yet – Alphas his age rarely see past the end of their cocks – but there are signs it’s becoming clearer to him. The following experience Fabien told me reveals why I say that.

But, true to humble form, Fabien starts off with a confession:

My relationship with Anthony has had its ups and downs over the last couple of days.

I disappointed him for the first time. Tuesday night, he wanted to spend some time at the gym and he searched for his favorite black tank top. But I had failed to notice that he had left it lying around his room and to pick it up to clean it, so it was still pretty dirty and sweaty. Anthony was very pissed off, and rightly so. I really blame myself. He made me kneel to apologize and to beg for mercy, while he crushed my head to the ground with his boot. He said “I shouldn’t have to tell you to do my laundry when needed!” and he’s completely right.

I promised him I would never fail him again, and I intend to keep that promise. I will be very vigilant to pick up his dirty laundry wherever he leaves it and wash it as soon as possible. And also to always have his favorite food and drink ready in the fridge, making sure to have some in advance. I hope to learn from my failure. I want everything to go smoothly and easy for him.

I swear, if all faggots were as dedicated, submissive, and yielding as Fabien, Alphas would be in heaven and every Alpha would want to own one! I love Fabien’s attitude and his determination to get it right!

But Master Anthony was about to throw Fabien a curveball:

Yesterday, at lunch, he passed by the flat with one of his bros, Henri. I’m pretty sure Henri is something like second-in-command in the Alpha Pack (he’s the one who rested his feet on me with Anthony, and one of the two sleeping in the guest room, formerly my room). I served them lunch, and while they were eating and chatting, Anthony snapped his fingers towards his boots. I understood I had to clean them with my tongue. (I must notice, I love how he gives me order, he often doesn’t even say a word, he just snaps his fingers or nods, up to me to figure it out!)

I thoroughly licked and cleaned his boots and then, I wondered whether it would be good form to clean his bro’s sneakers too. So I did just that, quietly. They didn’t say a word, ignoring me as they chatted, but when they left for the afternoon, Anthony gave me a thumbs-up! It lifted my heart so much, after he scolded me the day before!

And the evening, they both came back. When I was serving them drinks, Anthony said to Henri: “You know, my boy gives me blowjobs.” Henri was very excited to hear that. “Can I try it?” “Sure” Anthony said, snapping his fingers for me to comply. Henri pulled out his cock and I did as my master commanded, making Henri moans. It was Anthony who grabbed my hairs, to force my moves on his bro’s dick, saying “Don’t hesitate to be rough. It’s not a pretty girl.” He pulled my head back before Henri came, but I had his juice over my face. Then Anthony told me to clean myself up and to be ready to swallow his own cum, while he unzipped his pants.

Henri stayed at home for the night. According to Anthony’s rules, I have been allowed to sleep in the sofa while Henri was in the guest room. This morning, after I served Anthony’s breakfast and sucked his cock, he told me to bring Henri breakfast but not to give him head. “Only when I’m here and I say it’s okay” he said.

AWESOME!

So, do you see what I mean about Master Anthony starting to realize the value of his little faggot? He’s sharing with his Alpha brother Henri! He proudly presented Fabien to his fraternal brother, offering Fabien as a gift to be shared among superiors!

Just keep in mind that Masters Anthony and Henri are straight Alphas, but they used Fabien sexually for the shared dominance of the experience. They were Alpha lions feasting on a kill together. They used Fabien because it’s pleasing and it makes them more powerful.

As for Master Anthony, his abilities as an Owner of a faggot have dramatically grown. He was born to own faggots. His instincts are nearly perfect, and you can see how he is methodically training Fabien through a series of tests and chores in order to make him a better fag. I love to see that in young straight Alphas!

The effect Master Anthony’s training is having on Fabien is clear from his closing words:

I’m still learning my place and my duties as the slave of the Alpha Pack and the Apex Alpha Anthony! There’s a lot to learn every day! Anyway, I can tell you I’m really enjoying my new life very much. I never thought I would be this happy being a “faggot” as you call it, but now I just feel so good whenever I do anything for Anthony, it’s a pure bliss. Just this very morning, before leaving, when he called me a good boy, I was over the moon. 

Such a perfect Master/faggot combination! I’m so proud of Fabien, who is proving to be a wonderful first faggot to powerful straight Alphas!

The following post is part of a thread detailing the awakening of a straight God Alpha named Kenzo by his lifelong faggot Kevin. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!

Straight Alphas who take to owning and using faggots during their Alpha development will, more likely than not, start using their faggots sexually over time. There seem to be two factors determining whether a straight Alpha will use his faggots sexually: (1) how early in life the Alpha started owning faggots, and (2) the power level of the Alpha. Straight Alphas who own faggots in their teens and early twenties will almost always use their faggots for sex at some point. And the more powerful an Alpha is, the less likely he will be to care about the sexual “rules” that society uses to dictate straight/gay behavior.

Of course I use the terms “straight” and “gay” loosely when it comes to Alpha sexuality, not because they don’t apply, but because for Alphas sex becomes primarily an expression of POWER rather than sexual attraction. It’s been completely documented by me (both in my own life, and online) that straight Alphas often use faggots sexually because they love the UNLIMITED POWER they feel, and it rarely has anything to do with sexual attraction (because their natural attraction remains for females). In fact, every straight Alpha I’ve ever talked to reports the same thing, that they never stop being attracted to females no matter how many faggots they fuck.

When I first started talking to Kevin about serving his longtime straight Alpha Kenzo, they hadn’t had any real sexual contact at that point, but I fully expected it to happen based on what I outlined above. And the more I learned about the deep way Master Kenzo was integrating his faggot into his family, the more sure I was that Master Kenzo would eventually use Kevin sexually.

For instance, there was this surprising bit of information:

Since last year, I’ve made some changes at home. Or should I say, in His second home, as we now call it. I’ve moved into a small spare room, and the master bedroom is now, well, the Master’s bedroom, and it’s exclusively reserved for him. And he has the keys to the place, so he comes whenever he likes, with or without notifying me, and sleeps in his room in his second home from time to time. Needless to say, I just freaking LOVE waking up and discovering that He is here! Sometimes He notifies me before coming and gives me some orders, like telling me to prepare some meal for Him. When I wake up to find Him at home, I obviously serve Him breakfast in bed. Sometimes I wake Him up by licking His feet or, heaven forbid, giving Him a blowjob.

Uh, what was that last part??? I asked Kevin to clarify that comment about the blowjobs.

Yeah I have sucked his cock, but not immediately, just a few months ago. We never spoke about it, but one day, He came home, He was in a sad mood. I greeted Him on my knees and kissed His feet. Then, He stared at me for a brief moment, and He pulled out his cock. We both knew instinctively what was coming. It was my very first time sucking a cock, so I can’t say I did a good job at first! But I think I’ve improved since then, in any case he seems quite satisfied, for which I’m grateful. He does cum, in my mouth or in my face, whatever he feels at the moment. Of course, I take pride in swallowing everything I can.

So it’s clear to me at his point that Master Kenzo loves owning and using his faggot just as much as he loves his woman and his kids. They are all part of his Kingdom, and all glorify him in different (but essential) ways.

Kevin wanted me to know more about his integration with Master Kenzo’s Kingdom.

I’d like to say a few words about His girlfriend. We’ve known each other for as long as they’ve been dating and we get on well, because I’ve known Her man since His childhood. When I began to serve Him financially and at home, she enjoyed it a lot. And, as far as He told me, she had very little trouble accepting I was now clearly their family’s servant, and she doesn’t resent the private time I spend with Him. She is madly in love with Him (obviously!), and she seems to accept that He deserves worship and service from me. When I serve them both at their primary home, cleaning and cooking mainly, or looking after their sons, I always greet her by kissing her feet too, now. I’m pleased to say that we both know our place. I respect her as my superior, because she can please my Master in ways I cannot and because she has given birth to His sons and heirs. And she enjoys the perks of my services and she respects what I do for the Man we both worship. So you see, I really am the very, very lucky servant of a beautiful young alpha family.

Speaking of being a servant of the entire family, Master Kenzo often entrusts his two young sons with his faggot Kevin whenever he goes on vacation with his woman (which is paid by Kevin!). And Kevin had this concern:

You see, as I told you, Kenzo has two sons, who are now four and two years old. I love them very much and have no doubt they will become great Alphas – they are from His seed, after all! They will be teenagers when I’ll be on my late thirties and my forties, so I can’t wait to watch them grow like their Father. My Master (and my Lady) often trusts me with them, and He expects me to help them realize their places in the world in due time. When I’m alone with them, I obey their whims, except those that would put them in danger, or anything else their Father warned me against. Of course, I don’t do anything that isn’t their age, I only allow myself to kiss their feet sometimes. I often wonder when and what I should explain them. Obviously, I won’t talk to them about anything sexual until they reach puberty. And I wouldn’t sexually serve them myself until they come of age. But should I help them find inferior boys their age? When should I start verbalizing their superiority over me and others? You see, as I told you, Kenzo has two sons, who are now four and two years old. I love them very much and have no doubt they will become great Alphas – they are from His seed, after all! They will be teenagers when I’ll be on my late thirties and my forties, so I can’t wait to watch them grow like their Father.

I thought this was a very keen concern Kevin expressed, one that I’m sure many Alpha fathers of sons would think about when incorporating his faggot into the mix. I recommended to Kevin that his role should be that of a butler for Master Kenzo’s kids, simply a figure of submissive servitude. Kevin shouldn’t have a role in raising Master Kenzo’s boys in any way.

Fortunately, Master Kenzo seems to share my opinion:

Hi brother! Just to follow up on what we’ve been talking about, I wanted to let you know that Kenzo and I had a very lovely and open-hearted conversation yesterday, while I was massaging His feet on my knees in front of Him. We spoke frankly about His sons and how I should give them space to their alphahood to emerge while strictly respecting boundaries. He spoke candidly to me about the joys and challenges of fatherhood at his young age and said He was glad I was there for Him like I’ve always been. It was such an intimate moment!

This is the mark of a truly powerful Alpha! To be able to listen to a faggot’s concerns, consider them deeply, and reply with thoughtful advice or direction is the mark of a natural born leader! It’s why he’s worshiped so early in his life, and why he will always be revered as a King of Kings!

Once again, I thank Kevin (and Master Kenzo) for sharing their incredible story! Hang tight, because things really get crazy in the next post!

Hierarchy 261 – Chadwick And The Domestic Mindset

Older faggot Chadwick never gave up on his desire to be useful, and now he serves six Alphas! Can you?

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This post is part of a thread chronicling the story of a professional office faggot named Sean who desired to serve (and eventually served) a hot new God Alpha subordinate in the office. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!

My last update on Sean the former partner of a successful small business who has had both his business and life overtaken by a young God Alpha named Eric was one of the most startling I’ve ever published on this site. Master Eric forcibly removing Sean from his position in the company and pretty blatantly and publicly making Sean his faggot is so brazen that it’s almost hard to process.

I had a few follow-up questions for Sean, of course. Primary among them was what type of annual salary did Master Eric take from Sean and what he makes today. While Sean forbade me to reproduce those figures here, let me tell you that Sean’s position (as co-owner) was worth several six figures a year. And now it all belongs to Master Eric.

And Sean is just fine with this very natural arrangement.

I was really fascinated by the fact that the other partners in the business (and the other employees) seemed to accept this assumption of power by Master Eric without even a blink of an eye. So I asked Sean for more detail on this lack of reaction.

You asked about how my partners are dealing with Eric’s increasingly important role in our business.  i have really had a difficult time in putting into words what i have been observing.  First of all, there is no question that they have readily adjusted to and agreed to the role that He (Eric) has just assumed.  i, of course, know no more about His interactions with the partners than He is willing to tell me (and that’s not much — as you know, i am usually excluded from the partners’ meetings).  But from what i can observe around the office, i  think it is fair to say that the partners generally concur in what He wants; not only with respect to office atmospherics (for instance, not only am i on call to get Eric coffee or soft drinks whenever He wants, but the partners now feel free to text me when they want a coffee, or to get them lunch), but also with respect to the direction of the business, generally (should we bid on this contract? what approach should we take in addressing a client’s problem?) Again, while i am not generally privy to these discussions, to the extent that the decisions represent a change in the company’s approach to our business, i assume that that is because of Eric’s increasing influence in company matters.  Overall, i con only include that the other partners are comfortable with and satisfied with Eric’s involvement in the business.  i know i certainly am.

It almost sounds like Master Eric is supplanting the other partners in the business, too, doesn’t it? They’re deferring to Master Eric’s lead in really significant ways.

I asked for even more detail about this, and Sean added:

As i said previously, Eric was hired about 6 months ago — maybe 7.  i do think it strange that my partners have not come to me inquiring about my relationship with Eric.  you know, sam, how straight guys are about homosexuality — they’re constantly afraid that if they express an interest, they’ll catch the gay bug, or at least will be thought of as gay.  Both partners have come to me separately, expressing their happiness that we hired Eric, and about the contributions that He’s made to our company.

So given that I hadn’t heard much about how Master Eric has been acting around the house he has claimed for his own (the one previously owned by Sean), I asked about the impact of the work changes on the situation at the house.

sam,  Funny you should ask that, because just this morning, Eric went ballistic when He found that one of His boxers that i had ironed had a wrinkle.  He told me to stay home from work, and re-iron all of His boxers and tee shirts, and not come into the office until i was confident that all of them were unwrinkled and perfect — and to make sure that the house is in perfect condition — no dust, no streaks on counters, bathroom immaculate.

As for His breeding me, i don’t sense increased frequency; from the beginning He always has felt that He could fuck me whenever and wherever He pleased.  i do sense that He sometimes is more aggressive in His fucking.  No complaints there.

Let me emphasize this: Sean irons Master Eric’s underwear. And when they aren’t crisply ironed, Master Eric forces Sean to stay home from work and iron them again.

I don’t know how an Alpha can own a faggot any more thoroughly than how Master Eric has consumed the life of Sean. All of this within the span of seven months.

Hierarchy Is Truth!

This post is part of a thread chronicling the rise of Master Jin, a straight Korean Alpha who first learned about the ownership of faggots when he learned his college roommate Chin was a faggot. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!

So I guess it was inevitable. Two powerful straight Alphas sharing the same faggot were bound to clash eventually.

After straight Alpha Matt had finally tried faggot pussy for the first time, he couldn’t get enough. Alpha Matt marveled at Chin’s ravenous hunger for his cock, and the fact that a faggot could take all of the aggression and all of the cum he needed to unload. He wanted to use Chin all the time.

In addition, Chin began doing Alpha Matt’s laundry. This was another revelation for Alpha Matt, who was accustomed to lazy, thoughtless females. 

But here’s the problem – Chin is the property of Alpha Jin. Recall that Alpha Jin is the one who originally enslaved Chin (who didn’t really know he was a faggot at the time), and Alpha Jin’s needs for worship easily rival Alpha Matt’s. 

Poor exhausted Chin! The faggot was caught in the middle, his pussy being fucked daily and constantly filled with cum as he shuttled back and forth between apartments doing domestic work. I observed Chin’s efforts with tremendous admiration; he knew he had a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to serve two great Alphas, and he threw himself completely into that service. 

But Jin understandably wanted his faggot back. So Jin began to push against Chin expending so much effort in serving Matt, encouraging his best friend to essentially find his own faggot. Matt resisted at first – Chin was a convenient hole. 

But then one afternoon Alpha Matt’s girlfriend walked in on Matt plowing Chin, causing a lot of drama and (naturally) a lot of panic in Alpha Matt. In response to that event, Alpha Matt largely cut off using Chin.

However, Matt had a taste of fag worship, and wanted more. He targeted a faggot at his gym. Over the last week, Matt has demanded and received daily blowjobs from his new faggot (who is apparently a talented cocksucker). 

Now that Matt has mostly stopped using Chin Jin is happier, of course, but Chin feels a bit neglected. Matt has been ignoring Chin for the last two weeks, even though Chin continues to dutifully care for Matt’s laundry. That’s a bit of Alpha behavior even I struggle to explain.

Ultimately, my little fag brother is my hero. He has successfully introduced two straight Alpha gods to the glories of faggot worship, completely transforming their lives. It’s a tribute to Chin’s humility, hard work, and complete dedication. 

No faggot could hope for anything more.  

This post is part of a thread chronicling the rise of Master Jin, a straight Korean Alpha who first learned about the ownership of faggots when he learned his college roommate Chin was a faggot. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!

Needless to say, Alpha Jin absolutely loved using his faggot roommate’s mouth for the first time, and he was eager to pump more cum down its throat. So the following day, he resolved to get more head from his faggot.

When the faggot returned to their apartment the following day, Alpha Jin calmly stated, “Time for a feeding, faggot.” However, the faggot ignored the command and went to its room.

Bad idea. Alpha Jin stormed into the faggot’s room, grabbed it by the arm, and pulled it into the living room. “Get on your knees!” barked Alpha Jin, and the faggot obeyed.

“This is what you are to do every time I tell you it’s feeding time, understand?” commanded Alpha Jin. The faggot nodded meekly. Then Alpha Jin proceeded to rape the faggot’s throat aggressively, just to emphasize the point.

And when it came time for Alpha Jin to blow his load, he made sure the faggot knew it needed to swallow his entire load. And sure enough, every last drop of his Alpha cum was swallowed by the faggot this time – not a drop wasted!

Still, Alpha Jin was frustrated. The faggot was constantly playing with its pee-pee while it was supposed to be focused on its Owner’s cock. As a Straight Alpha, this sight was completely disrespectful and bothersome.

So Alpha Jin asked me what to do about this problem, and I, of course, recommended a chastity cage. I even suggested that Alpha Jin buy a cage and then use it as a threat first, just to see if that would motivate the faggot to train itself. Alpha Jin was intrigued by this new idea.

But the faggot was less than thrilled. It came home to find Alpha Jin looking online for chastity cages. There was an “oh fuck” moment flashing through the faggot’s mind as it quickly realized that its life was about to change.

“Give me your credit card, faggot,” said Alpha Jin calmly, “I want to buy one of these for you.” With that, the faggot flew into a hissy fit, refused to obey, and locked itself in its room.

Mustering the kind of knowing patience only true Alphas can muster, Alpha Jin waited and continued to browse for options online. Then, after a while, he heard the faggot’s door open.

The faggot walked into the room and handed Alpha Jin its credit card. It will be caged by the end of the weekend.

This post is part of a thread chronicling the rise of Master Jin, a straight Korean Alpha who first learned about the ownership of faggots when he learned his college roommate Chin was a faggot. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!

I absolutely love having this website and this kind of reach because of one primary thing – I have been blessed to help so many straight Alphas discover the wonderful world of fag Ownership. Most straight Men do not realize the tremendous benefits that can come from owning faggots. They often dismiss the idea outright due to homophobia and general disgust at the idea.

But then they get worshiped by a faggot, and suddenly a new world of dominance and power materializes before them. They find out that there was a need they had inside of them all along that they never realized existed. And it was only through the use of faggots that such a need was finally fulfilled.

Seeing that realization in the lives of these straight Men thrills me endlessly. It’s why I do what I do.

My latest success story is a doozy. It happened during the final week of my latest (final?) Tumblr incarnation. I received a message from a straight Korean Alpha named Jin. He just recently started a new semester in college, and he has a new roommate named Chin. Alpha Jin noticed that Chin was tidy and constantly cleaning up after him, but never paid much attention to it.

Then one night Alpha Jin caught Chin reading my website. In his spare time, Alpha Jin looked over my website and began coming up with all sorts of questions. So he reached out to me for clarification.

His first message to me started off this way: “I think my new roommate is a faggot.” He then went on to describe the situation and the stuff he noticed from Lo that matched my descriptions.

“Yes, he’s a faggot, Sir,” was my swift reply.

So Alpha Jin was intrigued by this. He asked if this faggot could be used for chores and other menial tasks. “The faggot can be used for anything you need, Sir,” I said encouragingly.

“Well, I could use a place to dump my loads when there aren’t any girls available,” said Alpha Jin, testing the waters.

“Yes, Sir,” I replied assuringly, “that’s why faggots exist.”

Since Alpha Jin wasn’t completely convinced that his new roommate was a faggot, I proposed a test. When the roommate came home later that night, I wanted Alpha Jin to confront him about reading my site and ask him if he’s a faggot. So that’s exactly what he did. And sure enough, the faggot lowered him head and sheepishly admitted the truth.

“Come here and get on your knees,” said Alpha Jin immediately. And much to his shock, the faggot Chin did exactly that. So Alpha Jin pulled out his cock and fucked the faggot’s throat until he came!

And even though there were hiccups – for instance, the faggot didn’t swallow all of his load – Alpha Jin later remarked that “it was much better head than he ever got from girls” and he was thrilled that he owned a faggot cocksucker.

Then he asked a critical question: “So how long should I wait until I can use it again?”

I smiled, and replied, “Sir, you can use your faggot as much as you want … multiple times per day … faggots will suck your cock day and night and swallow every drop of cum you have to give.”

“Seriously?” asked Alpha Jin incredulously.

“Yes, Sir. Seriously.”

This has been a rapidly-developing story, and I will try to get the details hammered out quickly. The next episode is … wow.

The following post is part of a thread about Chadwick, a faggot in his sixties who serves multiple Alphas domestically. CLICK HERE to read this thread in chronological order!

I get a lot of faggots writing to me in desperation, frustrated that they seem to have no chance to serve Alphas in real life. They feel they are too old, too fat, too broken, too weighed down to ever be able to serve our greatest Men. It can become quite depressing to feel like you’re out of options, or you’ve missed a chance that will never come again.

You’ve heard me for years fielding questions from readers burdened by such painful self-doubt. Often I give them the same advice – try offering domestic or financial service. The advice usually goes unheeded, probably because the faggot has become so depressed and insecure that it shrinks back from trying.

And that’s why I was so happy to meet a faggot in his sixties named Chadwick.

Chadwick lives in North Carolina. Chadwick spent his entire life living in denial of his truth – that he was born a faggot (which is sadly quite common among males of his generation). But when he finally reached his sixties, he decided he needed to take action.

i am an older domestic service faggot. Like many other faggots, i tried very hard to fit in and be a part of the group. Long story short, i spent a lot of years looking for love in all the wrong places and caused myself a lot of pain and anxiety along the way. About 7 years ago i started having fantasies of doing the laundry and cleaning for a Hot Trainer at my gym.

Then came the realization that i could do this for Alpha Men. After a lot of trial and error i am now serving six different Masters domestically. I mostly find them on Recon.

Yesterday i did Master’s laundry, cleaned his Apartment including a dirty oven. It was so satisfying. While i am serving the outside world does not exist which does wonders for my mental health. i am so focused on pleasing Master, that is all i can think about.

Sometimes i do not even see the Master i am serving, but really really look forward to getting a text telling me the house looks great!

I currently serve a couple who are both Alphas. They have three residences i maintain. Master has decided to give me the key to their Main Residence so i may serve them while they travel. (which is a lot of the time)  i am so grateful they trust me enough to hold the key to their home.

I was blessed to have a more detailed conversation with Chadwick, where he revealed he serves six Alphas in faraway places like Columbia, SC, DC, Houston, Oklahoma City, Iowa, and College Station, TX. Chadwick shared some sage advice:

Slaves ask me about serving and all i can tell them is that you just have to ask. More people turn me down or live on the other side of the world than the ones i actually serve.

I sense a contentment and peace in Chadwick now that he has thrown himself into domestic service. He said this:

After a lifetime of failed relationships, dating, friendships, etc. slave feels like it has finally found it’s place, where i am noticed and respected for who it is. Like there is a place in the world for this slave. Just wish slave had figured it out sooner.

I cannot tell you how inspired I am by my faggot brother Chadwick! He epitomizes everything I preach here about finding fulfillment through truth of purpose. It took him a while to find it, but he DID find it through humble submission and dogged determination!

Can you incorporate domestic service as a possible way to be useful to Alphas in your area? I know Alphas love this form of service once they establish trust with the faggot.

Just don’t give up your dreams of service. You can make it a reality if you JUST TRY!

This is part of a thread chronicling Master Con, a young Alpha in university in the UK. CLICK HERE to read all posts in this thread in chronological order!

It’s been a little while since I’ve heard from Master Con, the stunning, wealthy 19-year-old God Alpha in Great Britain. When I last spoke with him, he had expressed a great amount of interest in purchasing faggots at auction. I entertained his idea, not thinking anything could come of it. After all, Master Con was just 19 years old and in college. Where would he get the money or connections to ever make such big dreams come true?

Well, I’ve wildly underestimated Master Con’s actual life.

First of all, he’s much wealthier than I suspected. He already has a well-paying job thanks to an early entry into an apprenticeship. And he’s been successfully involved in findom for many years, and those pure profits have been wisely invested, quickly growing his net worth.

So much so that he was able to buy a partial stake in the private jet pictured above. He’s currently in college learning to become a pilot so he can fly that beauty and some other jets he has designs to buy.

All of this came to light reluctantly after he mentioned that he’d just purchased a faggot for £8,000 ($10,915.80) at an auction!

Let me backtrack. Master Con initiated the conversation back in early September this way:

Slave. Took an older fag as property today. First time I’d fisted a slave too. It’s made me learn the differences for sure. Older slaves do things that younger one can not, and vice versa. I do want to find a long term slave, a young one. Have the best of both then.

So that was the beginning of Master Con’s attention turning toward purchasing faggots. Time passed, and then I received this:

Been invited to an auction too. See how that goes. Don’t be surprised, faggot. I own my own house, etc. at 19. Don’t mistake my youth for inexperience or my kindness for weakness. I may not take a object. I’m very particular in the search for the young slave. These faggots (at the auction) have been through intensive training. That’s in no way to say they won’t need further training. But they’ve been trained at least in part.

I was surprised by this sudden action, so I asked for more details about the faggots he currently has and what he wants.

I just own 559 (the older faggot), but I have others who serve part-time. Some for pump and dumps. One comes daily to clean my flat, do chores, one drains my cock, does my grocery shopping. One even drives me to my gym, waits till im done and drives back. Gives his £ for the pleasure.

Now I was really intrigued. I was curious about his desire to get involved with faggot auctions.

Problem (with Alphas using faggots) is that i see too many ‘alphas’ just in it for the cash. I value a permanent slave over cash.

So Master Con began getting intel on the faggots for sale at auction. One he showed me was a petite blonde nymph with a tight little pussy who looked a bit like Rourke from the famous Pornhub channel.

We got shown some of the items for sale. However I wasn’t expecting to get pics of them when they were free, with clothes and stuff on. I expected the meat on all fours, naked, collared, and caged. They will need to be thoroughly inspected and its holes tested before purchase. There are many things a faggot needs to go through before purchase. I intend to whore it out during the freshers intake at my uni. See how it fares.

Meanwhile, as Master Con pondered his purchase, this happened:

Oh, and I also took another subs virginity yesterday. There’s nothing like when a true faggot realises its place and stays whimpering underneath you. It took a couple loads before it was made to clean my floor with its tongue.

Then Master Con started asking me what I thought he should bid for one of these faggots at auction. I’ve heard of prices between $10,000-$50,000 from experienced Masters like California Alpha, but I didn’t want to disillusion young Master Con by quoting something that high. So I put the matter off.

Meanwhile, the “freshers” were starting at Master Con’s university. And almost instantly, he fucked one of them. He sent me a pic of a cute Twink and triumphantly wrote:

Fucked one last night. Nice and tight. Claimed it. Once your cum and spit is in it, it’s your faggot. I’m going to have it come back tomorrow to lick my feet and nothing else and see if it wants it, long term I mean. Most think they want it but they aren’t serious. It strikes me as one of them that enjoys it, but doesn’t yet know if it’s what it wants.

Indeed!

Then I received this funny aside from Master Con:

Just tried fucking 559. It didn’t tell me it had shoved banana up there. Enlighten me as to why a faggot would do that. Fucking rank. I’ve told it to douche. Then I’ll fuck it and waste my load over its back. Then punish it. Nah didn’t smell but mushed banana leaked out when I pulled out. Put me off instantly.

Ah, faggot issues! They can be neverending!

Then came a series of pics of another cute faggot.

Just put a bid in on this runt. It was being sold by a good friend. It would’ve fetched more had it been on the market. Still was four figures.

Believe me, I was shocked … so I pressed to know what he ended up offering for the faggot. And that’s when he revealed he bid £8,000 ($10,915.80) for the little guy.

So now I suddenly knew two new things about Master Con: he’s wealthier than I imagined, and he’s also part of a network of wealthy, faggot-owning Alphas in England.

I had to know more.

My Alpha pack stretches across the south coast, particularly Portsmouth, Chichester and Brighton. We sometimes share faggots, sometimes buy and sell them. Sales can happen but not often. We buy our slaves for a reason, not just buy the first piece of meat we come across. I keep my faggots in cages downstairs.

I was left speechless and almost apoplectic. It didn’t faze Master Con.

I told you this before, faggot. I’ve worked hard since the age of 16 and I’ve owned faggots like you the whole time. I get whatever I want.

Yes, he does. Whether it’s worship, houses, planes, or an army of faggots … Master Con has it all.

And he’s just getting started!

I think this is a philophical question for everyone… but don’t you think aging is much worse for fags and women than it is for Alphas? I am 45 and my straight male friends and even my gay top friends seem to be dealing very well with his age. My female and fag friends, including myself, are always suffering about getting old.

I am almost giving up on finding a true Alpha willing to own me. I’ve met hundreds and 99% of them just want me as a cash fag or for domestic service. Sometimes it seems that for every Alpha around my age that could use me as a cumdump there are already 50 tight 18-year-old twinks ready to seduce them. The last time I had a date, the Alpha took me to his place, and when I finally had the chance to serve me he put NextDoorTwink on his phone and watched while I sucked his dick. I felt miserable afterwards. Do you have any thoughts on that?

Brother, I appreciate your sincere thoughts. It’s true … we faggots (and females) have a shelf life. Alphas don’t, nor do Men in general. I realize that doesn’t seem fair, but it’s reality.

So we really need to come to grips with what really drives our faggot nature. Are we only a faggot because we get off on the hotness of nasty sex? Or is it about something deeper?

Do we yearn to be used … or do we yearn to be useful? 

I’ve known older domestic faggots who were eventually used sexually; you see, their faithful, high-quality domestic service earned their Master’s affectionate attention over time. But even if we aren’t used sexually, can we still find ways to be useful to Men and be owned by them? ABSOLUTELY. It’s all a matter of mindset, brother.

So stop making yourself miserable by trying to be the hot 20-year-old faggot you once were and failing. Men aren’t looking at you that way anymore. Make them see the other valuable services you can offer them, and you will likely find service rewarding again. 

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On November 19, Declan locked me out of my X/Twitter and posted:

The good thing about having control of your boyfriend is that you can lock him out of his X and post stuff. 😈

He has been very good to me lately and as a proud owner, I decided I will surprise him tonight.
As he arrives home, I will handcuff him, drag him to the bedroom and bend him over the bed. Pull his pants down and lube his hole. That’s when “Bob” will fuck his ass. Yes Bob is the life size cock you see in the pic.
After a while, I will shove my cock and pound my alpha load in him and keep him tied to the bed for the evening.
I’m a sweet caring boyfriend don’t you agree? 😈

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My side of the story: (Zack)

As you all were aware, Declan locked me out of my account and posted that he was going to surprise me when I got home. Well he sure did!

I got home around 5:15pm and was greeted at the door with a big hug and kiss. He took my backpack and placed it on the ground, then grabbed my arms and handcuffed my wrist behind my back. He escorted me to the bedroom and put me my stomach. I had no clue what was happening until I felt the cold lube get pushed in my ass with his fingers.

He was fucking me with a dildo but moments later after he beat my ass with the paddle. I had tears in my eyes and begged him to stop but it all changed to joy once I felt his hard raw cock push in me.

He pounded my ass, fingers in my mouth yelling at me that I’m lucky to be getting his cock. As I’m laying there, head pulled back with his fingers in my mouth, his body pounding my sore ass he said:

“You belong to me, I love you and you will continue to do what your told and take my cock anytime I want”

As he fucked me for about 8 minutes, his moaning got louder and louder until I felt his alpha semen shoot my insides.
He got his beautiful cock out of me and stood over my helpless body and said

“I love how pathetic you look just laying there helpless. How do you feel?”

Me: “I wouldn’t want to be anywhere else but here servicing your every needs”

As I said that. Cuffs were added to my ankles and I was quickly hogtied and left alone in the room.

I think it was an hour later when he came back and said

“You want free? If so you agree to make dinner and not speak until spoken to?”

Me: “yes Sir”

I made him dinner, watched a movie with him and never spoke to him. Around 10pm that’s when he said

“hey babe follow me, I need to piss and go to bed.”

I followed him to the washroom, drank his piss.
Declan: “Come suck my cock in bed while I chat to some of your followers until I blow down your throat.”

He shot his load and I swallowed every drop of his semen and then kneeled at the foot of the bed and started to massage his feet with my hands and mouth until he fell asleep.

I quietly left the room and posted a cage check from earlier that day.

My underwear has so much full of pre cum. Obviously I knew I would have to stay horny and wouldn’t be able to get off, but as I sat there I remembered I have two is his loads in me. One in my ass and one down my throat. I made myself a night cap and my mouth changed from tasting like feet and cum to whisky. I was happy and proud of today. I enjoy my life as Declan’s property and boyfriend.

Zack

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If anyone would like to chip in for a special night, then you can help out by going to Declan’s PayPal: https://www.paypal.me/JkToronto?locale.x=en_CA

As I post this, it will be day 161 since my boyfriend Declan locked my cock and has been controlling me this way.

I journal everyday on X/Twitter & Bluesky:

📣 JKTORONTO11 📣

This post is part of a thread chronicling the acceptance of Alphahood by a young gay Alpha named Lorenzo and the ownership of his former submissive boyfriend. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!

Did you know: 1.6 million young people in the United States find themselves homeless every year, and 40% of those identify as LGBTQ. Of that 640,000 LGBTQ homeless youths, 43% of them were forced out of their homes by their parents who reject their sexuality.

Those are disgusting figures It’s absolutely horrifying to imagine a parent having that lack of love and appreciation for the welfare of a child. Such a betrayal of that most natural of bonds, the one between a parent and a child, based solely on prejudice and/or religious bigotry. It unconscionable.

And even Apex Alphas are not immune to such cruelty.

Master Lorenzo discovered this awful reality a few days ago, and my heart has been broken for him ever since.

Something terrible happened. I was fucking Rick in my bedroom on Monday and we were alone at home. It was one more amazing fuck, it sucked my balls and cock like a pro and took it all the way down on his back. I was about to cunt my bitch again when I heard steps on the hall. 

My father arrived home earlier and it was impossible to pretend we weren’t fucking. My faggot was very loud. When I opened the door, he was outside, ready to punch us both in the face. I told Rick to go back home. I would never let my fag get hurt. My father called me “faggot” and all other homophobic names you can imagine. We started a terrible fight and, if it weren’t for my mom who begged us to stop, one would have killed the other. We’re both strong and tall, so we could cause actual harm to each other.
My parents have always been very conservative, religious and homophobic. But I am not effeminate at all so I had never had any problems before. All of my friends know I have been fucking bottoms for 5 years now but my parents had no idea about it. I’m not a coward and I learned from my Alpha brothers that we should take care of our property. So I went right to Rick’s house to check if he was okay. He cried a lot but I told him everything is gonna be alright.

Well, I don’t have a house to live in anymore since my father expelled me as soon as I said “I am gay” in his face. But he’s not going to destroy me. He’s just a stupid Bolsonaro supporter (Brazilian version of Trump). Thankfully, I work a lot and have been saving money since I’m 15, so I could handle this shit. I asked a friend to sleep at his place for a couple of days while I find an apartment to rent. On Monday, I admit I was feeling miserable, but I’m much better now.

I’m going to be okay and will keep Rick under my wing because he needs someone to take care of him. But I wanted to tell you that because this is what Pride Month will always mean for me from now on: I AM FUCKING PROUD. I AM GAY, I AM AN APEX ALPHA, AND I AM PROUD. I dare many of these straight men out there that claim to be an Alpha to get expelled from home at the age of 19 and stand for their faggots.

I was so distressed to hear this news! My dear Master Lorenzo has just started his journey into faggot ownership, and suddenly he finds himself thrown out of the house simply for fulfilling himself. What an unforgivable betrayal by Master Lorenzo’s father!

Here’s the sadly hilarious part: the father calls Master Lorenzo a “faggot” when in reality he’s an Apex Alpha with far more power than his father will ever know!

Fortunately, Master Lorenzo’s defiant positivity proved to be prescient. Two days later I received a joyous update from my young King!

I won’t lie to you. On Monday, I was really bad, feeling miserable and hopeless. I felt everything was falling apart around me. But on Tuesday morning I woke up early, went to my bank to see the money I had saved and started to solve all these issues. I go to school in a public university so I don’t need to pay tuition or any fee. I will keep focused until I graduate to get a better job. I already found an apartment and tomorrow morning I will move in. It has been a crazy few days but I feel much better now. I just want to let you know that I have found a nice place and moved in. While I send you this message, Rick is taking a shower and he’ll cook something for me. It was quite traumatic what happened but I think it was the best thing that could’ve happened to me. Now I have my place and no need to tell my fag to be quiet. I want to tell you not to worry because I’m fine and feeling great actually. I felt like a teenager living under my parents’ roof and not being who I am, now I feel like a Man, a big strong powerful Man with a loyal faggot ready to serve.

I’m happy, excited and thankful.

Of course, there is no way speed bumps like this will ever stop an Alpha freight train like Master Lorenzo! Apex Alphas always conquer their surroundings, and nature blesses them with strength and good fortune!

Master Lorenzo would probably like to own cash faggots now that he’s on his own, so if that’s you then this is your chance to shine! Master Lorenzo is an incredible presence, and he exerts complete control and care for all of the faggots in his stable! You will be safe with him! You can write to me if you’re interested in serving!

Thank you, Master Lorenzo, for continuing to provide an incredible example of Hierarchy in action!