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!
There has been a lot of brouhaha over THIS QUESTIONS FROM READERS in which a reader complained about my longstanding belief that there is no appreciable difference between straight and gay Alphas. Like some other issues such as chastity or findom, my position on this issue has evolved over time as I’ve been exposed to other opinions. I certainly didn’t feel straight and gay Alphas were equal when I first started the site in 2015. I’ve just known too many powerful gay God Alpha to ignore the evidence.
One of those powerful gay God Alphas is Master Jase. In fact, he might be one of the most powerful Alphas on EARTH, straight or gay. And I knew as soon as I published that QFR that Master Jase would eventually have something to say.
I wasn’t wrong:
Jake sent this to me. Jake himself is bisexual, but he knows that I am a gay Alpha and asked how I feel about this reader’s post. I pity the reader’s ignorance, fag Sam. He believes that gay men are attracted to straight men because of submission. He doesn’t understand that powerful gay alphas, such as myself, are the opposite.
I am attracted to masculine men because I love to break them. To dominate them. To show that my power and strength is above theirs. My attraction is one fueled by the need to have all that masculine confidence under my control.
The reader doesn’t know how many straight Alphas have sunk their asses onto my cock. How many I have pinned and rutted inside. How many I have cunted wide and taken my seed. How many I have transformed and made into better versions of themselves. Their girlfriends and wives too, I have fucked and made into absolute wastes. It is no comparison to the passion I feel from dominating other men, however. If I wish, I could have knocked up and bred a legion of superior sons and daughters. As it is, I will always keep trying with my circle of sluts and fags. Constantly breeding them deep, hoping to catch seed with my potent cum.
The reader, I don’t doubt is an Alpha. But he needs to learn to not be so close-minded and understand that there are god Alphas of all types, sizes, ethnicities, strengths, and yes, sexualities.
There really is nobody quite like Master Jace. In fact, his perspective is almost too skewed to give a wholly-relatable answer because he is the prototypical example of what I’ve often called the omnivorous Alpha. There are simply some Alphas to whom rules descriptors cannot be applied. Master Jase consumes all flesh equally and at his whim.
So to Master Jase, this argument of straight Alphas vs. gay Alphas is the catty bitching of inferiors, white noise drowned out by wails of the cunted rabble he leaves in his wake.
In fact, it’s God Alphas like Master Jase that really convinced me that, at least at a certain power level, there is absolutely no difference between straight and gay Alphas. I’ve intimately known and met God Alphas (both straight and gay), and they all want the same thing: ultimate power. It’s expressed in different ways, but the end result is always the same.
I’ve heard a lot of differing opinions from people about that DFR the other day. It’s been a healthy conversation. But ultimately, I defer to Alphas like Master Jase, true leaders who see the clearest perched at the top of the hierarchy!
This post is part of a thread chronicling the rise of straight Master Anthony, the 22-year-old God Alpha who took ownership of his first faggot, Fabien. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!
During my update on Master Anthony’s current situation and how he spent his 23rd birthday with his faggot Fabien, Master Anthony tossed off a hint about how he was in the process pf enslaving a teacher in one of his college classes.
Now, to Master Anthony such an occurrence is no big deal. It’s literally what happens with him every day of his blessed life. This teacher is only a few years older than Master Anthony, but Master Anthony’s God Alpha power doesn’t recognize age or position. It only knows conquering and dominance and glory.
Here is Master Anthony’s latest conquest:
OK I’m going to tell you my story with that teaching assistant, cause it’s becoming really good 😉 The guy is named Daniel, he’s a new teacher in his late twenties who recently got his PhD and whom I see every Monday in a small advanced class.
To make everything clear, I should point out that in France (I don’t know how it is elsewhere), students address the teaching assistants formally, calling them Sir, while they call us by our first names, and both sides use the formal “vouvoiement” form of address (rather than the informal “tutoiement“).
From the beginning of the year with Daniel, we developed a special relationship because I am his best student (obviously) and he soon had a soft spot for me. He often praises me in front of everyone in class, speaks kindly to me and such. Often in class, I take off my shoes to be comfortable just wearing socks, or put my feet up on the empty chair in front of me. Daniel never said anything to me, and I even noticed him sometimes glancing interestedly at me and my feet.
One day, when he asked us to hand in an assignment by the following week, I interrupted him to say, “I’ll hand it in the week after that, it’s more convenient for me.” He smiled and replied, “Okay, fine, as a special exception, because it’s you!” When I gave him my homework two weeks later, he repeated, “I made an exception for you this once, okay?” I beamed and said “Yeah, cause I’m exceptional!” “Sure thing!” he friendly answered.
In December, as the holidays approached, I went to see him alone at the end of class. I said, “Well done on your classes, Daniel, you’re a very good teacher, we learn a lot with you.” I could see that he was a little surprised that I used his first name, but he didn’t mention it. He was obviously delighted by my praise. “Thank you, Anthony! It’s easier with a brilliant student like you!” I told him that I would like to explore a particular topic in more depth, that I wanted to send him an additional essay for him to evaluate and help me improve, and of course he agreed. The following week, at the beginning of class, I said to him “I will email you my essay today. I want your feedback before the weekend, without fail!” He chuckled and nodded. He emailed back the very next day: “Here it is as requested. No fail! ;)”
When classes resumed in January, I went to see him at the end of class to ask him if he wanted to go for a drink. But this time, not only did I call him by his first name, I also used the informal tutoiement. After a second of surprise, he replied, “If you want, with pleasure!”, using tutoiement to me too. So I said to him, kindly but firmly, “I didn’t give you permission to say “tu” to me.” Then, with an uneasy chuckle, he jokingly said “Well, sorry, Sir“. So we had a drink in a bar not far from the university, and this time we were both using our first names… but I was using the informal “tu” form with him, and he was using the formal “vous” form with me! I was already relishing this reversal of power. I praised him genuinely, as I praise my underlings when they do a good job and satisfy me. “You’re a very good teacher. You’re going to help me to succeed.” “I’m very glad of it! That’s my purpose. To help a promising young man like you.” He spontaneously paid for my drink.
The following week, in class, while he was going over instructions that I already knew, I was talking to my classmate next to me. Daniel called out to me, “Hey, keep quiet in class, boys!” I stopped talking, but I glared at him throughout the rest of the class, and I could see that he was uncomfortable. At the end of class, I took my time leaving, and when we were alone, he came over to me. He said “Hey Anthony, sorry about…” I interrupted him. “Don’t talk to me like that ever again. Understood?” I could see he was startled and uneasy, but he did not protest, he quietly nodded. I patted him on the shoulder. “No hard feeling. See you next time.” The week after, I talked over him in class several times, and he didn’t say anything. I asked him out for a drink after class again. He was clearly delighted and relieved to be back in my good graces. And once again, he paid for my drink.
The latest twist: yesterday, after class, we walked together for a bit. I discreetly managed to undo my boot laces by stepping on them. As we were about to ways, I said to him “Hey, my bootlaces are undone! Tie them back up.” He was very confused. “What?” “You heard me perfectly well.” I said coolly. He stared at me for a moment, while I stood motionless and stern, then he looked around, slowly knelt down, and re-tied my bootlaces. He stood up and didn’t dare look me in the eye again! I said to him, “Good boy. See you next Monday!”
Here’s the situation right now! 😀 I must say, that’s even funnier that dominating my classmates and other boys my age. I feel like a cat playing with his prey! I really look forward to see Daniel next week!
Can you see how brilliantly Master Anthony captured Daniel? He started with testing Daniel with his feet, and then ramping up the tease with increasingly more brazen power plays until Daniel is likely too confused to even respond.
This is how it happens when a God Alpha recognizes a faggot-in-hiding that he wants to use in some way. He flushes the faggot out of its hiding place and then hunts it down! This is pure animal instinct.
I followed up by asking Master Anthony if he knew Daniel was a faggot from the beginning, and if he planned to fuck and breed Daniel eventually. He answered this way:
I didn’t immediately identify him as a faggot, but his quick and obvious admiration for me and his willingness to bend over backwards for my convenience quickly aroused my dominant instinct 😀 I wanted to test him out, and each time, I felt the impulse to go a little further. I’m absolutely enjoying the play, it reminds me of how Fabien slowly realized he belonged at my feet! LOL I intend of course to go as far as I can and I definitely will cum into Daniel at the end!
That is what we faggots are to Alphas like Master Anthony: playthings.
But playthings in the hands of a developing God Alpha like Master Anthony are safe … and cherished.
Daniel is about to find this out!
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!
You can access PART ONE of this series by CLICKING HERE.
Master Jase is not simply a God Alpha with impressive physical attributes (huge dick, bodybuilder musculature, and raging dominance), but he also possesses the mind of a scientist or skilled surgeon. His depth of understanding of hierarchy is as deep and as studied as anyone I’ve ever known. My consultations with him on the subject are deep and rich and infinitely rewarding.
Master Jase recently gave me a rare first class opportunity to peer into his mind and thought process as he extensively mapped out and executed a plan to mentor a young bisexual Alpha named Jake on how to cunt and own faggots.
In the first part we were introduced to Alpha Jake and his older faggot brother Tyler. Master Jase set up some of what was to come, but here we start to see Master Jase’s masterplan really take shape.
Update on training Jake as an emerging alpha and Tyler to be a well-cunted and trained fag. There is a routine whenever I visit. Jake has been present every session. He greets me by kneeling down, pulling out my god cock, and kissing the tip before worshipping and making love to my cock and balls.
Make no mistake, fag. Jake is still an alpha, and has the build, confidence, and quiet, masculine power you couldn’t fathom. Yet he knows his place as he leans his face against the immense weight of my cock dwarfing his face. Looking up at me with admiration and awe.
I won’t lie, fag. I have a deep urge to take over, grip him as I would my submissives, and reshape him sexually, but I resist. I know that day won’t be far where he, an alpha confident in his own ways, recognises the need and yearning to submit to his superior alpha.
Tyler, the faggot brother, is always by the side. I see the mixture of envy, disbelief, but above all, desire as he watches his younger brother surrender himself to my domination. I see how he bounces and twitches and flexes his back and body, as if imagining that it was his pussy and his mouth my massive cock was pillaging.
When I deem Jake’s worship to be satisfactory, I hold Jake’s head still. He knows and gives me cock one final lick or kiss before standing up, and he always looks beautiful with his untrained, sore lips smeared in my pre, his spit and tears. His service over, I allow him to pull out his own cock.
We sit where we want, and I ask Jake about his feelings, answer questions, teach more about domination and submission or discuss different aspects of alphahood. The fag is acknowledged for the first time, as I order and gesture him to serve. We talk, and the slut sucks my toes, kisses and massages my leg muscles, gags and chokes himself on my cock, breathes deep under my heavy balls.
As of now, Jake is still exploring his own alphahood. He has leanings towards findom that I do not, he admires my brutality but knows that he cannot match me. I assured him that every alpha is unique and that surely his current sluts love how he controls them. You should see how proud he gets as he describes how he sexually and emotionally rules over his fags.
Jake is not uncomfortable seeing his brother serve me as we talk. In fact, he seems to revel in it with each visit. I told him not to touch his cock, but with the way his cock bounces, leaks, and visibly gets harder, I can tell he is very much into seeing his slut bro being used.
He is still banned from sexually using his brother. I know from our talks that he still admires his brother, but is now overlapping the fag imagery of his slut brother over that of the powerful built idol he remembers. At times, I turn Tyler so his pussy faces Jake, and I tell Jake to play with the plug that his fag bro uses to warm up his insides for my cock. One day, I will allow Jake to use and fuck his faggot brother. I am training Tyler for that day. But not yet.
I know it gives both Jake and the faggot a thrill when I end the discussion and haul up the fag’s massive muscled body with ease and carry him like a prize trophy into his room. One time, I directly thrust my giant cock into his pussy and carried him to his room, mounted and stuffed while he moaned and squirmed in my arms.
The cunting always last multiple hours. I am brutality, aggression, power, dominance. I do not muffle the fierce rutting, ensuring that Jake hears every second of the vigorous cunting. Recently I allowed to kneel at the doorway as I expertly fuck his once powerful brother. When I am done reducing the fag into a limp, ruined, gaping and seed-filled mess, before I leave, Jake again kisses and tastes my cock that had just dominated and savagely churned out his faggot brother.
Two days ago, Jake surprised me by having one of the guys he fucks at ready, next to his fag bro. Jake worships me nonetheless, but when we talk, he learns from me and has his own fag serving and worshiping his cock. He watches as we talk, mimicking me when I fuck his fag bro’s throat mercilessly, controlling the fag’s head to give him breath while making him breathe in my musk, smacking his fag’s face with his cock as I do, complimenting and commanding his fag when I call Tyler a ‘good boy’ or ‘suck harder bitch’, etc.
I could tell he had to ease off before he cums, when he would hold his fag’s head still and pant, but he had good control and lasted through our talk. I was impressed with how far he came, and with the look in his fag’s eyes and his noises, his fag was very appreciative of the more dominant nature of his master.
Cunting Tyler was even more virile, as I was pumped from witnessing the growth of Jake learning to use his fag. Slamming and crushing his body with my immense strength, jackhammering his reshaped pussy and breeding its gaped and ruined insides. As I use his dazed face to clean my cock, I hear from outside the distinct sounds of a cock rutting inside a pussy and the whimpering responses of a fag being well-fucked.
Jake doesn’t have my stamina or strength. I am incomparable in that regard. Nevertheless, he was able to continually fuck his own fag with breaks, no doubt spurred on by what he hears and knows happens in his brother’s room.
After I finish that session’s cunting and leave my fag blacked out, I exit and hear the squishing melody of lips servicing cock. Jake is spearing his fag’s throat, and as he sees me, still keeping his cock in his fag’s throat, bends down slightly and take my cock in his mouth. Just as routine.
I ruffle his hair, calling him my good boy. He moans around my cock in reply and thanks. I pulled his head up to meet my eyes with his and told him that next time, I’ll teach him how to cunt his fag. I’ve told him about it, but never demonstrated. I could see and sense Jake instantly relieving another load into his fag’s throat from the thought.
That will happen in two days time. I am eager to share with Jake the thrill and virility an alpha feels when he cunts a fag into that incomprehensible state of bliss all you faggots crave and desire.
This second phase of Master Jase’s plan to groom young Master Jake and teach him about the power of cunting is where things get really interesting. It’s a methodical approach, with each step used to help Master Jake accept and embrace the natural power he actually has!
I love that Master Jake was able to witness a true God Alpha at work. It helps him understand just how far he can really push fags in order to fulfill both himself and them. It reveals exactly what fags need in order to be obedient and centered.
But this is only the start. In the next part, Master Jase makes his next dramatic move with Master Jase that will teach Master Jake what cunting does within an Alpha hierarchy!
PART THREE COMING SOON!
This post is part of a thread chronicling the rise of straight Master Anthony, the 23-year-old God Alpha who took ownership of his first faggot, Fabien. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!
It’s been a long time since I’ve heard directly from Master Anthony, the French God Alpha and owner of my little brother Fabien. Over the last year or so Master Anthony has been enjoying his superior life in the best ways possible, traveling to various countries with his Alpha pack and stable of faggots in tow. He’s fucked countless females and bred fags too many times to track. It’s all a typical part of “Alpha ascension”.
Master Anthony just turned 23 years old the other day. Imagine being 23 years old and essentially worshiped everywhere you go! A faggot like me can’t even imagine it! Meanwhile, a 23rd birthday is just another day in a glorious like few Men can comprehend.
But my little brother Fabien wasn’t about to let Master’s special day pass without once more going above and beyond to please him!
Hey boy
A few news about my life, as I know you love it ! Last week was my 23th birthday. My slave had prepared a nice surprise for me. He had contacted several of my other stooges (from college or elsewhere) and of my bros’ servants (I think you know some of them, Clément and Basile). When I came out of my room, irritated that my house slave hadn’t brought me my breakfast, I found myself surrounded by fifteen boys kneeling in the living room! They all shouted, “GLORY AND HONOR TO MASTER ANTHONY, GOD AMONG MEN!” and bowed down! It was so funny! I walked past each of them to let them kiss my feet, and I distinguished some of them by putting my foot or hand on their heads. And Fabien sucked my cock in front of everyone! The envy on the faces of the others, OMG!
Of course, all those little whores were throat- and ass-fucked by me and my friends during our party all afternoon and evening! My best mate Henri wanted to throw my birthday party at his house (he lives in a house with his parents, who were away last weekend). It was super fun! There were a few beta boys from college, one of whom came with his girlfriend. He had to lick my feet while I kissed the girl and then while she sucked me off! I loved it! It feels so good to humiliate straight guys and make them accept my superiority! I can still see myself slumped in the chair, with Fabien massaging my back, the pretty girl’s mouth around my cock, and her “boyfriend” on the ground licking my toes! SO GOOD!
And Fabien is still as flawless as ever. He’s been bulking up lately, at my request. I decided to have him do workout and not just accompany me to the gym. He’s already good-looking, but I want a more muscular slave. I think it reflects well on me, and I feel powerful dominating a very masculine slave. Sometimes I randomly order him to do push-ups, and I count! I place my foot so that he kisses it with each push-up. I know it motivates him! LOL
Next time maybe I’ll tell you how I’m subduing a teaching assistant at the university! LOL Bye, fag!
I love how Fabien came up with the idea of surprising his Master by using a naturally-occurring resource within their circle: a stable of faggots! Having them all kneeling in submission to Master Anthony when he woke up was genius! How on earth can Master Anthony think of himself as anything other than a God Alpha given these kinds of displays of loyal worship?
Of course, I’ve long maintained that Alpha ascension really doesn’t happen without the assistance of a great faggot. This is especially true with straight Alphas like Master Anthony. A great faggot serves without issue, always loyal and forward-thinking, and cherishes even the smallest opportunities to please its Owner.
That describes Fabien perfectly. Unlike many selfish fags, Fabien gladly shares his Master with other faggots (even teaching them how to serve him!), or serving humbly as Master uses females for pleasure. Fabien does all of this work full of joy and appreciation, but also free of jealousy. That’s a huge trick few faggots pull off!
I love the detail Master Anthony added at the end about transforming Fabien’s body. That shows Master Anthony is taking a vested interest in creating a faggot that reflects his own superiority. After all, a God Alpha shouldn’t be served by unappealing faggots, right?
Master Anthony is one of my favorite Alphas because he approaches his superiority casually and seems to truly love owning faggots as part of his growing kingdom. It’s such a privilege to be a part of that kingdom!
Thank you, Master Anthony!
The following post is part of a column written by a 40-something experienced faggot who calls himself “Mr. Fag”. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!
Recently I’ve been receiving intelligent, post-like missives from a 40-something faggot who, like me, has experienced so much as a faggot that he’s formulated quite a few thoughts and theories on hierarchy. While I have yet to meet this faggot, his contributions are notable-enough to be pulled together into a column on the site. You can access all of them in the link above.
And before I start, I just want to give a little catty side-eye to the name the faggot gave himself. “Mr. Fag” sounds way too much like an oxymoron to be believed. However, I’m leaving it as is.
So after Mister Fag’s last well-received post about the Hierarchical Third Eye (CLICK HERE), he’s returned to discuss the important subject of self-actualization as a faggot.
Hi Sam,
This is Mr. Fag, the one who wrote you about the ability of Alphas recognizing fags. Building on my last note regarding the instinct of recognition—I want to be precise about the mechanics. After decades of navigating this, it has become clear to me that the height of an Alpha’s experience is entirely dependent on the quality of the man kneeling beneath him.
Being a faggot is not a lapse in character; it is a specialized calling. For those of us wired this way, it is the only path to total alignment. But the foundation of that alignment is a paradox: absolute self-command.
A seasoned faggot does not come to an Alpha as a broken thing seeking to be fixed. He arrives as a finished product. He owns his truth without apology. He maintains his body, his finances, and his mind with professional rigor—not out of ego, but because a high-performance engine requires a clean vessel. He builds himself up specifically so he has more to surrender. He hones his value so that when he offers it up, the sacrifice actually means something.
This isn’t submission born of weakness; it’s submission born of power. By embracing this role without the friction of shame, you hand an Alpha the ultimate gift: undiluted proof of his own gravity.
A real Alpha—a man truly at the top of the hierarchy—has no interest in a self-loathing mess. That is a liability, not a devotee. He wants the man who is confident in his inferiority. He wants the fag who can look him in the eye and articulate exactly why he belongs at his feet. When a self-respecting man drops to his knees and says, “Use me because you deserve it,” the Alpha’s superiority is no longer a theory—it becomes a lived reality. It is intoxicating because it is earned.
The dynamic is a virtuous cycle:
For the seasoned faggot, this isn’t a demotion. It is a mastery of place. We don’t fight nature; we facilitate it. We provide the mirror in which a true Alpha finally sees the full scale of his own power.
I’ve stopped looking for permission. I simply answer the calling. I thought this perspective on the “dignity of the depths” might interest you.
Respectfully,
Mr. Fag
I’ve often discussed (in sometimes brutal terms) the importance of faggots to maintain themselves to the best of their abilities for the very reason discussed above. I’m glad my brother articulated it so well.
Any truly high-quality Alpha with even a modicum of self-respect (and believe me, they have more than just a little of it) wants to be served by the highest-quality fags. After all, a faggot (like a female) decorates an Alpha’s life and is a reflection of his glory. Overweight, insecure, self-loathing abuse faggots are not owned by high-quality Alphas unless that fag has a lot of money (which is a rare combination).
So be honest with what you see in the mirror and what kind of Alpha you dream to serve. Start presenting yourself in a way that would make an Alpha proud to own you!
Thanks to “Mr. Fag” for this contribution!
The following post is part of a thread chronicling a gay marriage that has blossomed into a hierarchical union between a faggot named Dean and his husband. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!
I think Dean the faggot and his (now) husband/Master is the first time I’ve chronicled a former couple reorganize themselves into a proper Alpha/faggot dynamic in real time. Typically I enter at some point after it’s happened, or still needs to happen.
This is good because we can observe the shifting dynamics and see the adjustments happen “live” so we can learn what must occur to make a successful, healthy transition.
Dean has done an excellent job so far in surrendering to the released power of his Alpha husband. There was never any doubt about where this was eventually headed, but it happened quicker than I thought due to unexpected help from Master’s work mates.
Hi Sam,
It’s Dean, the married faggot. You have been posting my story in this thread: https://hierarchyuniversity.com/category/fag-dean-married/?order=asc
I wanted to update you about everything that happened this month. Since my Master-Husband caged me I have been very obedient and respectful of the rules he set for me. Having only my pussy as a sexual organ has improved our sex, as I am not concerned anymore with touching my dicklet and I can fully focus on his needs.
My Master-Husband has also became more confident in acknowledging his role in public. He was out for some drinks with some of his straight work colleagues, and when talking about their partners, he shared that I started serving him. He told me that they were all drunk but that he was surprised how none of the other guys were shocked. One of them actually said: “I never understood how it worked without a woman, happy to hear that you lost a husband but gained a wife”. Some days later, another of the straight colleagues that were in that conversation told him that he wanted to talk in private and revealed that he is a straight Alpha owning several faggots. My Master-Husband was delighted to have someone to share knowledge with and asked him if he could send one of his most experienced faggots to our home to teach me how to be the perfect slave.
This is how I met Ryan, a faggot in his thirties with a mullet, plumpy lips and a very feminine body. He came home one weekend to teach me some tricks: positions to practice my arch, resting poses that show my submission while keeping my pussy accessible, ways to greet alphas…
Ryan was incredibly patient with me and his advice was very helpful but at the same time it also made me feel a bit insecure. I could see that my Master-Husband was eating him with his eyes. He often stepped in during the training so that both Ryan and me could practice our positions in front of him and licked his mouth several times looking at Ryan.
It was such an obvious situation that we talked about it immediately after Ryan left. He said that we were no longer in a traditional marriage and that although I would always be his husband, it’s in his nature to have more than one faggot and it would happen eventually. I agreed. He added that Ryan was owned by his friend but that he had said that he could use it sometimes to get a taste of the full hierarchy experience.
From reading the experiences of other faggots on your website I knew that this moment would come sooner or later but now that it’s happening I can’t help feeling scared… Although I know that in the long term it will be beneficial for our relationship.
Love,
Dean
First of all, how awesome is it that Dean’s Master-husband found Alphas at work who were totally supportive of his move with Dean? Even better, he found a straight Alpha who also owned faggots! That helps!
(And let this be yet another reminder that straight Alphas own/use faggots much more than anyone realizes!)
As far as this uncomfortable situation with the faggot Ryan, I’m sure Dean might’ve preferred something a little different (especially the way Ryan seemed to be leering). However, I look at it as the equivalent of tearing off a Band-Aid. We all know it’s coming, so just get it over with.
I applaud Dean’s Master for being so bluntly honest about everything. That’s how I know (and Dean should know) everything’s going to be alright. This expansion of Master’s power is natural and necessary, and as his faggot Dean should be thankful. Every faggot wants to see their Master grow stronger.
Honestly, adding more faggots only makes Dean’s position better. I know that sounds counter-intuitive, but it’s true. The more fags there are, the more the Master appreciates his first fag. You can ask Fabien about that, for example.
I’m so grateful to Dean for sharing this development! I hope his Master gets to read this and appreciate what a good boy he owns!
Hierarchy 303 – Hierarchy In The Mainstream
Hierarchy is becoming normalized and changing more lives!
SITE: https://hierarchypodcast.com/Hierarchy 303-Hierarchy-In-the-mainstream/
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It’s been a long, hard-fought battle, but I think the efforts of sites like mine have, over the last 15 years or so, finally managed to break hierarchy into the mainstream!
Do you have any idea what kind of effort that achievement has required? Endless posts, endless video production, endless debates across social media … all to simply remove the blinders from the eyes of society and get them to realize what’s truly happening among Men. Or rather, what has ALWAYS been happening among Men.
The truth about the existence of Alphas and faggots (and the Alpha/faggot dynamic at the heart of hierarchy) has long been dismissed by sociologists and other learned Men. They don’t want to admit this truth because it’s uncomfortable and unconstrained. In other words, it’s UNCONTROLLABLE.
So my diligent efforts over ten relentless years (and certainly the push by creators and findom accounts on X) have finally crashed the walls guarding hierarchy. And just like the evil escaping Pandora’s box, the world has had its eyes, minds, and libidos stimulated in a way that feels revolutionary, yet ancient and primal.
That’s because it’s always been lurking in the shadows of our collective psyche, but no more!
It’s HERE!
The latest evidence of this societal transformation is a 2025 film called PILLION. The film stars Alexander Skarsgård as a dominant Alpha Master named Ray who encounters an inexperienced faggot named Colin (Harry Edward Melling) at a bar and essentially claims him as his domestic and sexual faggot.
The film is quite graphic sexually, which is shocking given the rapturous reviews and multiple awards it’s received. But, more importantly, the film gets the nuts and bolts of hierarchical mechanics correct. From the initial claiming, to the faggot training, to the transformation of Colin into a true fag slave … it’s all on brazen display.
Watch these ten minutes:
I honestly never thought I’d see the day when this very real dynamic – one of the most important and intrinsic dynamics in all of Male life – would be presented in all of its messy glory. It’s so close to the truth that I feel like the writers of the film (and the book upon which it’s based) might even have been readers of mine. I feel like these guys were looking over my shoulder!
I’m just so impressed! I can’t wait to see where it leads from here!
