I haven’t been updating most of the storylines of the clan living in the compound of Master Dino for a couple of reasons. First of all, much of what happens there would upset a lot of the PC readers out there who are given to outrage at a moment’s notice. But also, the storylines are so complicated and intersecting that there is simply no way to unravel it and keep it straight even if I wanted to. You wouldn’t believe what it’s like to get five emails from this crew in two days, each one long blasts of power and excitement and joy. It’s overwhelming.

But I did want to share this one. Recently Master Chad married his faggot Zak in a ceremony that can only be described as unconventional. I’m not sure if many weddings feature a gang bang, but that gives you an idea of how this group rolls EVERY SINGLE DAY.

In the process Zak underwent a name change, losing the name “Zak” and taking on the legal name “C.C.” (which stands for “Chad’s Cumhole”).

After a week of pure orgiastic fucking, C.C. wrote me a long blast of elation and pure joy that I wanted to share.

It’s c.c. I hope you are well. I’m fabulous! I’m a steaming, melted blob of faggot ooze but I’m great! The first week of our honeymoon was, just as life has been since the Master took me, something out of my dreams. I’ve never felt so loved and owned. I knew i was correct calling Master Chad my Savior. No one could ever know what a REAL Man is unless they have been claimed and maimed-His magnificent phrasing-by Master and Savior Chad. Brother,  I mean this letter to be more than all the wondrous superlatives that accurately describe my HUSBAND but I have to at least say He is my everything. This Son of God is more than a mere mortal, He is an omnipotent, endlessly fascinating and a tirelessly potent God among Men. I know it’s impossible but I feel as if I’m pregnant sam. The Savior’s masculinity is such that if ANY Alpha anywhere could impregnate a faggot it is He. sam I’m SO happy. I’ve never been closer to anyone in my existence. My Owner, and oh, how He OWNS me, made His every other use of me almost seem like nothing. Of course I’m attempting to describe the indescribable but the honeymoon was faggot bliss. The things Savior did, the things He said.

Oh sam, I could never love another Man. If He threw me away tomorrow and left me destitute, if He slit my wrists and left me to die alone in a remote region I would not, could not, ever stop loving-worshiping-Him with my dying breath. When He lay me on that bed, observing me wearing His ring, His collar, knowing this simple faggot was now truly and legally His possession, it’s as if He were  “reborn” in a way. I never dreamed He could ever be more artfully awesome as a Man, a God, a Master. I’ll put it this way-every Male on earth dreams they could be the Stud/God that feeds and breeds this unworthy faggot cunt. My Owner is perfection. And not only in a sexual context but this Man loves and wants to raise all 20something of His sons. He works like a Man, He loves and respects His Father and mommy, He laughs and plays hard with His Alpha Brothers. It’s a rare occurrence when He does the following but He can drink more, fight harder, fuck longer, love better and definitely cum quantities larger than any other Man EVER! He is and continues to be my universe. And while my prose is purple, these mere words do nothing to describe how truly manly, gifted, and loving my Savior really is. mommy might be the only other person to truly recognize and know just how God and Man can combine in one being. After all, she belongs to my Savior’s Father and He definitely sired my beloved Alpha Husband. They are incredibly alike in almost every way.

The second week we were joined by His Alpha Brothers and my faggot brothers. I’m positively gleeful that my Owner shared me with His Brothers for obvious faggot slut reasons but also because I could see and feel His pride and love as They all took me, again and again. He is very prideful of His favorite property and enjoys seeing the Brothers He adores getting pleasure from using me. In turn, that gives this inconsequential cumdump the first thing in my life that I am proud of. Pleasing and serving Him, knowing I am the possession of Master and Savior Chad gives me LIFE!

When we returned the other evening Master carried me naked, over His shoulder, pussy pointed toward the sky, over the threshold and marched us to Father and mommy. He asked Father if mommy could come and attend to my minor injuries as well as provide me with advice and her wise mothering after the two week wonderful assault of the other Males. And Father agreed. They spoke more and the outcome was, when mommy was finished caring for me, the Savior and Master Shane would take her for the night and Father would spend the evening and night giving me His approval and His gift for worshiping and surrendering to His eldest Son. It was a magical night for this hole as the God who created the Men who had over the past two weeks had so aggressively and masterfully pumped me full of Alpha cum shot His mighty loads into me as well. Now I know where the expression “icing on the cake” must have originated for that is what it felt like. His cum inside Me, on top of theirs, the feelings and emotions that fact raised in me cannot be accurately stated. It’s as if I never existed until my Master/Husband made me His permanent “hole to cum in”. Like Father to mommy, less we faggots forget our places, Savior always stresses I may have been promoted to an exalted and enviable position of faggotwife but to never forget, at the heart and basis of everything, I am simply the hole He cums in. Yes, I’m His favorite hole, the cunt He loves, but none the less, I am His cumhole at my base. Nothing, NOTHING could or will please me more than that. It’s where my name originated, c.c. literally means Chad’s cumhole. Oh brother, it pleases Me so to have the name He gave me. Pitiful, desperate zak is dead, gone forever. Long live grateful, faggot whore c.c.  The enviable faggot cunt where Master and Savior Chad daily dumps His cum and by doing so makes c.c. REAL!

Thank you brother for being my friend,

I wonder if any straight Man has ever been cherished and worshiped by a female the way these faggots starve for everything about their Alpha Gods. C.C. cherishes every cell of Master Chad’s body, every word from his lips, every breath and every glance. It’s breathtaking and overwhelming!

But all of the faggots in Master Dino’s compound are learning how to accept everything an Alpha might throw at them. From deep cuddling to midnight rapes, these faggots have run the gamut and have lived to beg for more.

C.C. has nothing to fear, though. He is the wife, the property, of one of the most powerful creatures to ever walk the Earth. There is no place safer or more fulfilling!

I haven’t been updating much of what’s happening in the house of God Master Dino and his family/extended family of Alphas and faggots living under his roof. Why? Well, Master Dino and I felt it would be better to leave out certain details in order to protect some of the people involved. Sadly, we live in a judgmental and litigious society where people are always seeking to bring down others.

Suffice it to say that the Master Dino clan is doing well. My dear Jamie is back home from the hospital recovering from cancer with the help of multiple loads a day from several of the Alpha cocks in the house. Master Chad, son of God Dino, married his faggot C.C. (formerly known as Zak) and now has two of the babies he’s fathered in the last year living in the house.

Frankly, their story is so sprawling and littered with names and name changes that I’ve mostly lost track at this point!

One of the more intriguing characters in the house is Master Shane, one of the bodyguards employed by God Dino to protect the compound. A straight Alpha, Master Shane is a sexy, confident Apex Alpha hunter of the highest order. Once the Alpha Gods there taught him about faggot pussy, he realized that he could use the hole of anyone he wanted on the planet.

Master Shane has a brazen confidence that allows him to bring multiple holes (female and faggot) back to the compound to service the Men there. He has no issue with spotting a faggot in public, walking up to it, and essentially capturing it. His boldness probably surpasses Master Chad, the previous unstoppable force in the house.

One night Master Shane encountered a faggot in a bar and changed its life forever. Once it became part of God Dino’s household, its name was changed to “greenfaggot” (there’s also “bluefaggot”), and greenfaggot was claimed by Master Chad as part of his “house” within God Dino’s property.

Are you still with me? See what I’m talking about with the names and shit? It’s like Hierarchical Inception. I’d need multiple whiteboards and a team of people to track this stuff!

ANYWAY I recently heard from greenfaggot, and my gentle brother told me his story. And since it is one of the rare stories out of the compound without any incriminating evidence, I thought I’d share it:

Hello friend,    i am the property of MASTER AND SAVIOR CHAD.  i am called greenfaggot.

Because i am happy and so totally fulfilled our faggot mother superior jamie convinced me to share how i came to belong to THE most masculine Man i’ve ever known. Every Man in this household is special. They are Gods walking on earth surrounded by mere mortals, faggots, animals and females. i cannot believe My good fortune. Daily i am blessed by serving Them and MASTER AND SAVIOR CHAD even allows me to aid in the raising of His offspring. mommy has convinced me He will not be opposed to my speaking to you about Him and i do have much to say. However i will not expound upon His virtues or the power He exudes too long because i know your time is valuable. we faggots are allowed access to your web page so please let me say personally to you-apart from mommy i admire you above all faggotry. you open the world to faggots and do more to tell our stories than anyone before. The Men we serve listen to your podcasts with us and discuss the subject matter after. we faggots are actually encouraged by Them to offer our lowly thoughts after They have given Theirs. Isn’t that amazing? They really want to know how we feel.

However, mommy says you are aware of MASTER’S honeymoon orgy and know Daddy and mommy and the babies along with bluefaggot and I are the only ones left here this week. Oh, and mommy’s nurses are here as well. It is a pleasure of belonging to my MASTER that i and bluefaggot are allowed to serve our Father and THE ONE TRUE GOD, MASTER DINO in His absence. As a faggot it is sheer delight to have MASTER DINO to use ‘bluey’ and i this entire week. i could never explain just how meaningful a gesture such as this is but MASTER CHAD always makes sure His property is well maintained and happy. 

i also realize the faggot experience in this home is different than others because of several factors of which you are also aware. i had a Master before this and He was good. He was my history professor in college and He showed me I was a faggot and taught me most Masters don’t desire the stereotypical ‘dumb faggots’. He educated me not only in faggotry but in formal education and in ‘street smarts’. i suppose i am luckier than most faggots. i worshiped Him but He died suddenly. His family, from whom He had hidden nothing, threw me out and I was left with nothing. The only reason I survived it all was He had secretly left me a trustfund which provides a small stipend each month. It was enough to pay for living expenses until I found another Master. Upon the new Master’s taking of me through paperwork and attorneys the money would go to Him. It was also a provision of His will that should things not work out with the new Master all reverted to me and i could wait for another or live without a Master without fear of being homeless. 

All that brings me to being in a straight bar some months ago. I prefer straight Masters and haunted straight bars nightly. i missed MASTER TYRONE so badly that i was not choosing well and always seemed to pick the Men who raped and beat me. Worse than they were the ones who seemed excellent prospects who used me well, made me hopeful and then vanished after promising much. This particular evening i was beginning to give up hope of ever finding another Master and had resigned myself to getting wasted every day and going home to MASTER TYRONE’S picture and spend hours riding the dido He had fashioned from His cock. After multiple orgasms i cried until i would sleep. Mornings after breakfast that cycle resumed. That was to be my life or so i thought. 

So, i sat, miserable, at a table drinking enough alcohol to numb the pain and calm the cocaine buzz I used to have the energy to leave the apartment when the HOTTEST guy strutted in. The bartender obviously knew Him, called Him Tank, and poured Him a Jamison on ice. He surveyed the room and smiled at me. I grinned slightly and cast my eyes downward to show deference. Instantly He was at the table asking to sit. I looked up to His chest but no further. He said, “You are faggot, right?” Terrified I nodded. He laughed, downed His scotch and snapped His fingers over His head. More was brought immediately and He asked if I were owned. I told Him i had been but my Master was killed in a car crash. Tears filled my eyes and He took my chin in His big hand and commanded I look in His eyes. He then told me briefly of His Brothers and Father, about this house, and how He was looking to find faggots for Them to use. It sounded rather fanciful to my oft deceived ears but I said I would happily go with Him. He told me He would return in an hour and we’d go there. my face must’ve shown my skepticism because He told me I could believe Him and as a gesture of good faith this huge Man picked me up and really kissed me until i thought i would cum or faint and then He was gone. I slumped back in my chair and pondered if this long-haired muscled God would return. Several people had jeered and ĺaughed as He kissed me and He had good-naturedly told them to “get fucked” as He left. 

An hour and 20 minutes later i decided i had been lied to again and went to pay my bill at the bar. The bartender was on His phone and he smiled at me and asked, “Are you a pretty little cumhole?” i felt my face flush and tears came to my eyes. He laughed again and said, “Hey cunt, don’t cry. Tank’s on the phone and He just asked if that pretty little cumhole He was gonna fuck was still here. He’s outside in the black Escalade.” I froze mid way to paying my tab and the man added, “Ahh, He’ll pay it. Well, what the fuck ya waiting for bitch? A goddamned engraved invitation? Get outta here faggot.” I had wings getting outside. There He stood no shirt, feet apart. He saw me and whistled for me. The back hatch was open and 2 other faggots were there giggling like school girls. I must’ve looked disappointed because He smiled, reminded me that He had Brothers and slapped my ass. Then He picked me up and sat Me with the others. Before He closed us in He shook His head and said, “Goddamn I did good today. You faggots don’t know how happy you’re gonna be.”

When we arrived we were presented to MASTER CHAD, the eldest and obviously the ruler and the very hot but quiet MASTER DEAN. I nearly came just looking at them. If we faggots had been dying of thirst then these partially clothed Gods were tall, cool barrels of water. We were used by each but at the end if service I knew I belonged to MASTER AND SAVIOR CHAD. There was no returning to my former life. With no shame whatsoever I BEGGED Him to please find a place in His admittedly full life for me. He held me as i spewed forth with my story and need of a Master such as He. Now i am His number 2 faggot and if something happened to c.c., His faggotwife, i am next in line to be His ‘queen. 

Before i stop let me say this-even though there could be there is no jealousy between faggots as all used by all the Men with no Man wanting 1 faggot alone. Each day at least 2 of the 4 Men here fill my pussy with cum after absolutely fucking the hell out of me. It is glorious. we faggots share our experiences with each other and with mommy. We are all family here and help each other anyway we can. mommy guides us with wisdom and has outrageous, but true, stories of her long years of service to THE ONE TRUE GOD our FATHER. Each night as I go to sleep bloated with cum from these GODS i picture MASTER TYRONE looking happily down on His faggot and knowing i am cared for and loved.

First I want to highlight Master Shane’s brazenness once again. I imagine that 99% of Men (including Alphas) wouldn’t have the balls to stroll up to a male at a bar and open a conversation like that. It’s just not done in polite, PC-controlled society.

But it’s Hierarchically perfect.

So what made greenfaggot different from the rest of the holes used and discarded at God Dino’s compound every day? First of all, greenfaggot had been expertly trained by Master Tyrone before his untimely death, laying the groundwork and the emotional strength needed to open up to these Apex Alphas. Greenfaggot laid bare its sorrow and fear to Master Chad and the others, and they took it in as a way to protect and nurture it.

In other words, greenfaggot SURRENDERED ITSELF. So many faggots fail to do this simple and critical step! Alphas can sense when a faggot is being elusive or dodgy. Contrast that with the way greefaggot opened its heart to these imposing and powerful Alphas!

I feel sorry for greenfaggot for losing such an impactful Alpha like Master Tyrone early in its development, but now greenfaggot has found its true place!

After greenfaggot wrote the above to me, Jamie followed up with an additional anecdote that sheds further light on greenfaggot’s new role in God Dino’s compound:

I just wanted to say thanks for acknowledging greenfaggot (little lloyd). It’s so sweet and super intelligent. When it first told me about the death of it Master we cried together and bonded. In intelligence it reminds me of our resident genius Dean. In lust, it is as hungry for cock as me. Hehe It is as sweet as bunny. I love all my faggots and even though Daddy wouldn’t like my phrasing I would cut a bitch if anybody hurt one of my babies and that means Alpha or faggot.

Greenfaggot was so happy that Chad took it for life I believe it will never again be unhappy. To prove its devotion it asked Chaddie to accompany it outside where it buried its former Master’s dildo as a sign of respect and commitment to Master Chad. That really touched my Chaddie and what do you know ? In a week or so Chad asked greenfaggot to come to Daddy’s room where Daddy and He had just filled my holes. It came in humbly and Chad removed a gift box from under the bed. Greenfaggot was hesitant but I nodded that it should take it. Inside was a new dildo. It and I knew immediately it was a copy of Chad’s beautiful cock. I cried, it cried and it knelt and began kissing Chaddie’s feet and that turned into quite a scene. Daddy was very proud of His first born Son. Greenfaggot also learned how devotion and service with heart moves these Alphas. It will never leave this house. It is content. At night if not in use it rides Chad’s dildo and sniffs and chews His dirty boxers like I used to use Daddy’s boxers years ago when He was gone for periods of time.

Oh sam, I’m so proud of My Alpha Sons AND my faggot ‘girls’. They live only to please the Men. When you get right down to it, what else is there?

Well said, sista! Well said!

This post is part of a thread chronicling the rise of God Alpha Master Chad, the first-born son of Master Dino and primary heir to his throne. CLICK HERE to read these posts in chronological order!

Like Master Ben, Master Chad was moved by the plight of Zack, the faggot whose life was smashed apart by a Destroyer Alpha.

What makes Master Chad’s opinion so vital in this instance is the fact that Master Chad would probably be classified as a Destroyer Alpha himself. He’s insanely powerful and always on the verge of going out of control. He would never destroy any of the faggots he owns (and he now owns many) or any of the other people in his life – on the contrary, he would defend them with his last breath – but he’s definitely not easy on the people around him. He is the bluntest instrument.

I haven’t been reporting on Master Dino’s family over the last couple of months because they are dealing with multiple situations (including the amazing recovery of Jamie from multiple cancers) and I wanted them to have some privacy. However, Master Chad’s opinion on Destroyer Alphas is too important to ignore, especially given his unique place in the Hierarchy.

After the family listened to the podcast on D.A. I felt compelled to write. [After My own cocksucker coaxed Me into rough fucking it cause it got a little turned on thinking of the danger of D.A.]      That pointed up something that we really never talk about-the fact that many fags WANT to be hurt. Not to the extent showcased in the podcast but hell, even smart holes like mommy get hot when I choke her a little. And I’m sure you remember I had to release red faggot cause it liked getting hit a little too much.

See, I can only speak for myself bitch but I know I wasn’t the only Alpha here who, in the heat of shit, when red would be BEGGING Me to punch its face, choke it unconscious, etc… fuck, it’s hard to resist. I know you can’t picture being a Man but when you’re banging a hole with all ya got and it starts begging you to do some Macho shit like punch its face, in that moment it’s goddamn hard to resist cause it’s making ya think shit ya probably ain’t thought of. In this moment of heat and dominance a sub asking for abuse is like teasing a starving dude with a T-bone cause in that hot moment an Alpha is gonna FEED on that. Ya just got an affirmation that the cunt wants ya to be rough, more powerful, more forceful, use more of the strength that is a huge part of being a REAL Man. And I reached a point with red faggot where I could have really hurt it even killed it but by the grace of Our God, My Father, I got too hot and shot My load before I went too far. After My load was spent I looked down at the faggot. It looked like it had been beat up by a gang, broken nose, eyes swelled and almost shut, busted mouth, My handprints in red and blue marks around it’s neck and shit and it looked up at Me with love and thanked Me for using it. My cock got hard again.  Something inside Me said you go down this goddamned alley and ain’t no way out. I told it to get it’s shit and it’d be taken wherever it needed to go. I’d give it some dough, a room, whatever it needed. It actually got pissed, jumped in My face and screamed, “I fucking LOVE you, you bastard!” My uppercut sent it flying across the room into the clothes hamper. It grabbed one of My dirty socks, shoved it in its mouth, and came violently. It LIKED Me hitting it. I called J.B. and had Him remove it.        

Even though it disgusted Me I had to admit that, in the heat of shit, it was a fucking turn on. And it’s like you said D.A. may get off on hurting a faggot but the faggots need to realize this-don’t fucking BEG Men to hurt ya cause when Our Macho is out and Our testosterone is pumping, you will get what you’re asking for AND MORE. 

All faggots like it rough. It’s your nature. Men are rough. I get it. Listen, if breeder cunts could want Men for what they truly are there would be no faggots. Chicks can’t handle real Men, neither can faggots. The difference is faggots want to try, cunts don’t. If we Men lost our heads and let loose the MANIMAL inside Us no being could withstand the brutal sexual onslaught. Trust Me on this cumguzzler. We love faggots cause they know who we are and crave Us anyway. Cunts are fun, I like ’em but if you dicklickers could get pregnant females would vanish. If a real Man is honest with the world He’d tell ya the same. We like ruling the planet, We like fucking holes, and We love those who submit.

Again, as always, Master Chad has the most extreme and graphic opinion on any subject, but especially when it comes to the use of faggots. And it’s curious how much of what he says mirrors Master Ben’s opinion on the subject, albeit in a more terrifying way.

The reason why I wanted to share Master Chad’s take on Destroyer Alphas is because (a) he mirrors Master Dino and Master Dean on this subject, and (b) he’s an example of a good Destroyer Alpha.

What is a good Destroyer Alpha? This is a Man who understands that subs and faggots have a need to be used roughly and broken down. These are Men who understand why fires exist to clear out the underbrush in an overgrown forest.

Hierarchy is all about balance. Where we have the Alpha, we have the faggot. Where we have the Dominant, we have the sub. So if we have Protector Alphas, then it only stands to reason that Hierarchy would predict the existence of Destroyer Alphas, too.

I view Destroyer Alphas like the blade of a tiller, turning over soil. It doesn’t plant seed, or tend to the eventual crops … it just overturns the soil to make it receptive to planting. So too do Destroyer Alphas turn over the soil in Hierarchy, creating within it faggots receptive to seeding and watering from Protector Alphas in the future.

Just as Nature intended!

This post is part of a thread chronicling the rise of God Alpha Master Chad, the first-born son of Master Dino and primary heir to his throne. CLICK HERE to read these posts in chronological order!

It’s been very hard to handle the heartbreaking news that Jamie, Master Dino’s fag wife, has been diagnosed with spinal and liver cancer. It’s going to be a tough fight, but I’m glad that Jamie has resolved to fight it and do whatever he can to overcome it.

I attempted to talk about it coherently in Hierarchy podcast #202, but I had trouble really articulating my thoughts through the overwhelming grief for my friend and brother. Jamie has been such an inspiration to me, a testament to what pure, unfettered faggot devotion can accomplish and the lives it can change.

The fiery love and lust Master Dino and Jamie share is probably unmatched by anyone who has never spontaneously combusted. Their animal need for each other frightens me as much as it inspires me.

Their situation alone is unconventional, but then the family they’ve formed with Master Dino’s sons in Master Dino’s secure mountain compound adds another level of political incorrectness. Besides Master Dino, there are three other Alphas living there: Master Chad, Master Dean (twin brother of faggot Jimmy), and bodyguard Master Shane. And, in addition to Jamie, there is little Jimmy and Master Chad’s faggot Zak serving in the house.

All of the Alphas in the house regularly use Jamie, who they affectionately call “Mommy”. And Mommy loves the attention despite the fact that his holes are regularly raw and dripping with cum. Mommy has worked extraordinarily hard to be a caring and loving influence and reliable service faggot in his house of Alphas.

Now Mommy is the one who needs help.

The Alphas in the home have rallied around their fallen faggot with a love and tenderness that is quite inspirational. When I tell my audience that true Alphas will care for the welfare of their faggots, THIS is what I mean.

Master Chad listened to my podcast about his Mommy, and he wrote the most incredible letter to me about Jamie. He’s given me permission to reproduce it in tribute.

S’up faggot, 

I just talked to Pop and told Him about the podcast. He said to tell you He appreciates you for being mommy’s friend. He don’t feel mommy should hear it right now but He did tell her about it and mommy says she loves you bunches, like bananas. Mommy must love you cause she never says the bananas thing unless you got her heart.

My faggot is typing as I talk cause I broke some fingers and a hand in an accident. I won’t talk long cause Little Man is cholicy and cc’s got the house to run while mommy’s gone. I just think you ought to know just how much everybody in our family loves her and how we all know our mommy is the BEST faggot that ever existed.

I could write a textbook on how to be a fucking exemplary faggot from mommy’s daily life. Unless an Alpha has her busy she’s up at 5 or 6 making breakfast for 8 people, 4 of which are Men that eat like boa constrictors. While everything is cooking she will rush to check on My infant Son and if He’s awake she takes Him with her. She wakes the house faggots and returns to finish breakfast. She changes Little Man and washes Him at the sink.  Faggots set the table for the Men and their own places at the bar behind us. She cleans up after we eat. She sends Pop to work most days with empty nuts and a promise to do whatever He’s told her to do that day and ALWAYS has tears in her eyes when He goes.

She cleans the house while each faggot cleans her own Master’s suite. She does everyone’s laundry and never forgets who’s socks and shit are who’s. If Us guys don’t work, at noon lunch is on the table. Unless Pop is gonna be late, dinner is done at 7. On weekends it’s different but mommy handles it all and at any time if summoned she drops everything to serve any Alpha who calls.

Through all that she manages to make sure the twins are in school at the computer, plays with Little Man, and if she gets a breather she has a smoke while watching one of her soaps online.

But here’s the real shit-any Alpha using her is made to feel as if HE is the only dude on earth that she serves. She remembers what each dude likes and what gets Him off and how to make Him feel He is God. And I can’t even go into all she does for Pop to please Him, honor Him and ease His mind.

Did you know sam, one big reason mommy didn’t want to fight this time? It was because she thought it disrespected the Alphas to be sick and useless to us. Those are her words. She felt that if she couldn’t serve us for the recovery time and we had to care for her that she was dishonoring the Men she worships. She, a faggot, would be taken care of by Alphas which in her eyes is like the biggest WRONG that could ever be. The only time I personally ever saw mommy act in an un-faggot way was when she asked all the Men to SWEAR we’d make the house faggots care for her and to carry on in Our daily lives as if she weren’t sick and everything was cool.

When she found out she was sick her 1st request to Pop was that he allow every Alpha to use her one more time before she told anyone. All she was concerned with was making sure her Men were serviced well before she was unable to do it. 

Now if this hole, my beloved mommy, has a faggot equal out there then you better prove it cause its impossible to believe. I love mommy and Me and her got a special that no goddamn body could ever replace. Even the other faggots worship her and strive to emulate her. If we lost her the loss would be inconceivable well as goddamn fucking insurmountable as Mt Everest on a tricycle.

So that’s my take on shit faggot. I just thought you should know your love for mommy is justified and if you print any part of this I hope it shows other dirty faggots what a bar their queen has set for them. Just like Me with Pop, faggots might aim to be mommy but they’ll NEVER be able to attain that glory. They’ll only strive for it.

It’s clear that Master Chad spent some reflective time crafting that tribute, and I’m proud to carry it. I think it’s also clear that Master Chad is stepping up in this moment of crisis the way Apex Alphas naturally do, helping Master Dino hold his family together emotionally.

We are all headed together into the dark mists directly ahead of us on this nightmare road, and we have no map. We have each other, some hope, and the strength of great Alphas. That’ll be more than enough.

This post is part of a thread documenting the rise of Alpha Shane, adopted brother of Master Chad. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!

In the ongoing saga of Master Dino, there has been one figure in the family I haven’t touched on much yet. His name is Alpha Shane. He is an old friend of Master Chad, and is now employed as one of Master Dino’s bodyguards. That’s a perfect profession for Alpha Shane, because he’s built like a tank (like virtually every Man in Master Dino’s orbit) and has lived a rough life that has taught him resourcefulness and mental toughness.

Out of all of the Alphas living under Master Dino’s roof, Alpha Shane might be the most model-attractive one of the bunch. Many women have given him whatever he’s wanted throughout his life; their affections come easily to Alpha who look like him. But even with all of that female attention, Alpha Shane also occasionally used faggots.

Since becoming part of Master Dino’s clan, Alpha Shane has truly had his eyes opened to the worship of faggots. He has been given free reign to use any of the faggots owned and serving in the house, and he’s begun to discover what his gift of Alphahood really means.

Take, for example, something that happened recently. Alpha Shane was struggling with some emotional baggage arising from his troubled past, and he felt anxious. So he asked Master Dino if he could borrow his fagwife Jamie for some of the truly incredible worship and service that Jamie used to snag Master Dino years earlier.

And Master Dino generously obliged.

Afterward Alpha Shane wrote this to me about the experience:

In a flash I realized I needed to relieve My mind’s whirlwind of hot aggression and soft, loving darkness. I needed the worship, devotion, and unquenchable hunger of a faggot.

A quick text to Dad had mommy at My feet in 3 minutes with no sign that she had just wakened, douched the pussy or that she had any other purpose than to be My hole, to be filled with My cum, withstand My aggressive rutting, while amazingly pampering My ego and draining Me of pain and semen. There’s probably a truly fucked up psychological reason for it (And I refuse to explore it) but My heart swells as do My nuts when her eyes shine and she calls Me “her Big Boy”. All I want to know or feel is her “motherly love” and her sexual brand of healing My emotional wounds. After allowing mommy the indulgence of taking her time to literally worship My cock until My pain was forgotten, her faggot lust for Me was fueled by My first load. I poured Alpha aggression over her and didn’t stop until about 15 minutes ago.

Right now, I am looking down on one of the most beautiful sights I’ve ever seen. She clings to My body, suckling an empty, flaccid cock that has no more ejaculate to shoot into her. Sweat shines off both Master and faggot as she softly continues her litany of frantic requests of further use, more cum, and more of anything My body produces. My aggressive omnipotence sexually feeds her need to be dominated just as My cum and spit feed her body and soul.

Tonight the power and coupling of Man and faggot, dominance and submission, of use and service all combined into a gorgeous symphony that reinforced nature and Man and Man’s ownership of all this world contains. It is a MAN’S world and it exists for Man’s needs, use, and pleasure. We Men are born to rule and faggots are loving holes born to ingest our sperm and submit their bodies and souls to us. Men rule and rut, faggots suck and submit. It is natural.  It is eternal. It is Hierarchy. 

I don’t know about you, but I don’t think I’ve ever read anything quite as beautiful and soul-quenching as that. Alpha Shane clearly wrote that in the afterglow of supreme relief and renewal.

There is truly nothing better for a Man than the absolute and total worship of a faggot. It’s not just the expert sexual relief faggots provide. It is a satisfaction of the soul of a Man when a faggot gives him the worship he deeply craves. It’s something that only males understand at some DNA level. Females are simply not equipped to provide Men with that sense of Godhood.

Alpha Shane was able to bask in the healing powers of faggot worship, and he was renewed. It’s just the way Nature intended!

Hierarchy Is Truth!

This post is part of a thread chronicling the rise of God Alpha Master Chad, the first-born son of Master Dino and primary heir to his throne. CLICK HERE to read these posts in chronological order!

As remarkable as Master Dino is, his Alpha sons Master Chad and Master Dean (as well as his adopted Alpha son Master Shane) are proving to be just as stunning. They’re all not just incredibly sexual creatures, but they’re also highly intelligent young Men with vision and incredible passion.

I honestly wish I could share everything these powerful Alphas share with me, but so much of it is so deeply personal that I simply cannot break their trust. On the other hand, some of what they share with me is so exquisitely phrased and so deeply encompasses Hierarchical truth that I simply must.

After a recent podcast, Master Chad wrote this to me:

It’s your Savior. I don’t know what you did last night but I stayed home, got trashed and made My pussyface (Zak) one happy faggot. It’s still clinging to Me like white on rice. LMFAO      

I’m a jokester AND a prick but it’s fun faggot. To be serious My Zak listens to every podcast so we listened this morning. If you remember I had to deal with this Alpha/faggot shit myself earlier. Of course what pushed Me over that ledge was My Pop’s involvement. I’ve thought about how lucky I was. Without His approval and encouragement I might still be out there lost and searching. I was hell bent on being a BADBOY,  acting out all over, driven by some need I didn’t understand and I couldn’t name.            

I admit I was a horn dog, handsome and cocky,  I was plowing female pussy like crazy but other than a momentary release I’d found I still had this THING churning in My guts, driving Me to find it, understand it. I got into drugs and if any situation looked dangerous or vaguely criminal I was determined to be a part of it. I see now I was trying to impress My Pop and be as tough as He is. I wanted to show Him His 1st born was a fucking MAN.  Lol  So of course this rebellious kid thought bad boys were thugs so that’s what I became.  Drugs and crime eased the burn inside but didn’t remove it.        

It all busted open one night when I was banging this slash and her mom. The dad came home, there was a big scene and I went to jail-almost. No lockup, they just held Me and called My Old Man. (We are notorious fuckers but We got a little ‘pull’ in town) Pop took Me to His place. When We talked He recognized that churning in Me as the same issue He had as a young dude and He explained Hierarchy to Me and that He was an Alpha God (My words) and His business secretary/cook was really His faggot. After the female who birthed Me stupidly cheated on Pop He found jamie and together they found their true selves. Now He passed along His knowledge and gave Me options for life that heretofore never occurred to this young punk. It was all so strange but His words felt RIGHT. I compared it to the supposed religious conversions ya hear about. It seemed odd, kinky, a little dirty and it made My dick hard.

When Pop had Me read the ‘thread’ about Him on your site it freaked Me a little but also made Me say, “When do I get a faggot?” Lol Pop told Me I’d be pumping cum into something before dark. I didn’t know it was gonna be HIS faggot. I thought that was kinda twisted but I’ve always looked up to Pop so i figured what the hell, its a new way to nut and if it’s too freaky I’ll just say it ain’t for Me. GODDAMN! When Pop turned His faggot loose on Me and left us alone My world changed. I knew THIS was My life. I was an Alpha infant and it was like a rebirth or some shit. I was a new Male, still attracted to slash but learning the meaning of worship and service though the eyes of faggots. I had no more desire to be a major criminal, that churning in My guts disappeared every time I used a faggot. I felt like God.         

Since then life has just fallen into place. I work with Pop most days, i finished high school, got My own faggot (all the cumholes out there oughta read what I inspired My faggot to do to get My attention) and are raising My 1st born.             

There’s been bumps in the road, and problems (I knocked up 8 bitches in 5 months) But I can’t imagine where I would be If Pop hadn’t recognized my need and I hadn’t accepted that Hierarchy is truth. I’m still a fuckin’ prick who occasionally gets high, still goes prowling for slash on the weekends but is living like a God and worshiped daily (And sometimes hourly bitch) by an adoring, loving faggot that in August will become My property and My faggot wife. Those marriage vows and paperwork give Me total ownership of My sweet pussyface. We’re happy, we’re twisted, we’re family.  Fuck I love life faggot. 

Mind you, I’m an English major. I’ve read all sorts of books new and old and have examined all sorts of writing styles, and I must tell you that Master Chad (much like his Father) has an unusual cadence to his writing that is both gruff yet expressive and even playful. There is a joy to his messages to me that fill my heart with song.

I told him about how these letters thrill me, and he responded with this remarkable email:

Sup freaky faggot,       

just fed Little Man. Fuck faggot every time I look at My SON I feel like even MORE I am the Son of God. I really thought a lot about raising kids. I find I’m falling in that trap that most people do–like their child is some mystical creation that is more EVERYTHING than other kids. I especially hate that quality when the kids are total butt munches but the parents are like “How dare anyone  chastise my angel” when it’s being a brat and deserves a swat. And I also wanna punch people’s faces when they think NO ONE is knowledgeable about how children are and how they behave unless they have one. Bullshit! Anyone with 13 remaining brain cells can figure shit out. How did those dumb asses know with their kids? THEY FUCKING FIGURED IT OUT! I know I can’t really condemn them for their misplaced ego trip. My ego is monumental but I’m the Son of God.  LMFAO 

Seriously that has always bugged the hell outta Me. Very few humans cannot fuck and cum and if ya can you can reproduce like every goddamn plant, amoeba, animal, ect…  The one thing that is most necessary to become a parent is knowledge which is also the thing nobody teaches in school, fucking churches, no where. It’s stupid but I guess people been winging it for centuries. BTW cock jockey, the pediatrician says Little Man has the biggest pecker he’s ever seen on any baby! Like I ain’t proud enough of, like My cunt calls Him, the Prince.            

I know I got an ego the size of Saturn, My language is as filthy as My mind, and I’m a tremendous asshole. Honest faggot I never thought any hole would ever look past My attitude to the intelligent, loving, Macho dude hanging out inside and actually love Me. Slobber over My body, worship Me and My 10 incher, crave and hunger for My 4 ounce cum load–sure. But I thought what could ever get over Me being a goddamn mutherfucking smartassed bastard? But My pussyface LOVES Me faggot.

And I ain’t quite the dick I present to keep most fuckers away.  I mostly hate people. Just look at the world,  cumhole–war, corruption, people dying in other countries and here because they suck cock, tiny orange hands trump and its in-FUCKING-sane groupies, even congressional servants are crazy as fuck! Mama’s killing their babies, Men of total evil. My Pop will admit His evil side but goddamn its a part of Him. He won’t let it control and overtake Him.     

I guess I’m done preaching. I can’t sleep. I went fucking wild and balls out RAPED My (totally willing) cumslut trying to tire Myself out cause I ain’t shut My eyes since Sunday night and it’s about to piss Me off. But that ain’t your deal so…     The reason I wrote was to answer your question but I watched the news and that sure didn’t help Me rest. Anyhow, I discussed it with Pop in the beginning and we feel that churning burn was our intellect trying to tell Us that We had never reached Our Alpha potential and We’d better find it before We fucked everything up. Banging slash eased it but from My 1st time taking mommy and pumping her full of cum that feeling disappeared.  It sneaks back occasionally but all I or Pop gotta do is use a faggot and ejaculate Our sperm in it and it leaves. No more stealing shit, no more nights of longing to fight some fuckers just to bring excitement, and mostly My love of any HARD shit like smack is almost nonexistent. I gotta have My weed and My smokes and I only drink when Me and Shane go looking for breeder cunt and I probably wouldn’t drink then but My faggot thinks I’m sexy drunk and loves My booze breath. It gets so hot for Me when I’m drunk it almost becomes the raper rather than the raped. LOL        

Next fall after I own a wife, I’m going to Yale or possibly Cambridge. My grades were such that I’ve been accepted at several schools. I made friends  with a professor at Harvard but I ain’t too impressed by them for some reason. Besides Pop and Dean the Prof. is the only other dude that I can discuss My favorite subject quantum physics with.. Boy,  stuffy old higher education is about to get unstuffed and Pop and Me got a bet as to how many holes will be walking around campus with My fucking semen swimming inside. AND I wonder how many are gonna get pregnant.

I was especially excited to hear of his plans to go to a prestigious college like Yale or Cambridge! I don’t know if those institutions are equipped to handle the Alpha hurricane of Master Chad, but they’d better figure it out quickly!

Master Dino must be so very proud of these young Alpha gods he has created! They continue to heap praise and blessings on his name! I am so fortunate to know them at all!

This post is part of a thread chronicling the rise of God Alpha Master Chad, the first-born son of Master Dino and primary heir to his throne. CLICK HERE to read these posts in chronological order!

Believe me, I have never stopped following the incredible story that continues to develop in the massive household of Master Dino. I haven’t shared as much of it lately because (a) there are almost too many intersecting threads to untangle for the audience here, and (b) some of it is too controversial even for a blog like this about Alphas and faggots. Even I have enough sense to keep some things private, and the safety of Master Dino’s family comes before any other consideration.

However, I wanted to share this momentous event because it’s really special – Master Chad has taken complete ownership of his faggot Zak, and has proposed to it! Yes! They’re getting married!

Now, Master Chad is a straight Alpha like his father, Master Dino, but like his father he has learned that faggots are valuable pieces of property to own. And like Master Dino, Master Chad wants to marry his faggot in order to protect it and guarantee its rights going forward.

But hold on. Before you start thinking that Master Chad has gone soft on us, please read his account of the proposal:

Hey cunt,       

Well faggot it’s all over but the crying. My sweet pussyface has cried a fucking river of happy tears. The special night came and she just couldnt believe I collared her and told her that she was gonna marry me and I put the ring on her finger. The bracelet was her icing on the cake, even though she’s gotta wait for it,  and she fell at my feet, crying and kissing them and BEGGING Me for use, cum, spit, etc…  I held her, loved on her, kissed her, told her sweet and dirty things a faggot loves to hear and let her cry and clutch me like the brakes on a runway train for 2 hours.

I finally told her I wanted pussy. Cunt JUMPED on my hardon! No lube, no spit just tears streaming down her smiling face and faggot RODE my Goddamn dick like a fuckin’ rodeo cowgirl til I was blasting My wad. I just stayed hard (Dudes in My family don’t even start to go soft til after the 2nd or 3rd load) and she went fuckin’ wild bitch. Cunt started trembling and she cum. She was holding My arms and yelling “thank you Savior. Fuck your cumhole. I’m Master Chad’s cumhole! Please Sir please never NEVER take your cock out of me i beg You Master. Please rape me and make me pregnant please Sir! I love You my Savior! Please oh You are the Son of God Master! Save my soul and take it as Yours! I love You! I worship you!” And on and on til I was flooding her pussy again.

I just stayed hard for her and flipped us over somersault style and was on top of her. Bitch yelled and cum like the slut she is when I flipped us cause my hard was still in her and the flip SLAMMED my cock in her. Now, all the house faggots know if you wanna be FUCKED with the power of a battering ram come to the Son of God. I have NEVER pounded a hole with the happy fury I did My pussyface that night. She never stopped BEGGING Me to fuck her, use her rape her, to destroy her pussy. She begged for My spit, My piss, My cum. I blew My nose in her mouth to try to maybe gross her out a little so she’d calm down. Ha, she just cum like the fucking whore she is and begged for more. She just wouldn’t stop man. She got My record of 10 loads and I held her close with cum from those loads leaking around and down My hard meat and dribbling out its twat. With my cock still inside her we drifted off. And she was STILL almost silently begging Me not to stop, for more cum and spit, for Me to take her very soul as My property. 

When I woke faggot was milking My cock with her pussy and saying real soft over and over “I love You Savior. Please rape Your hole and fill it with cum. Get me pregnant master. I love You Savior…” Well fuck, what could I do? All that cum was great lube and I fucked her all day and half the night stopping only to eat once and to examine her twat for damage. While I ate she kissed My feet and sucked My toes like I could shoot cum out of ’em. After 7 hours of fucking the night before last night and then 5 hours yesterday morning and 3 more after I ate, My sweet cumhole was DEFINITELY on her faggot period (bleeding). She didn’t care and just begged for more. (Shades of mom Jamie)

I did fuck her one more time and it was obvious bitch was in pain but as soon as I emptied my bag in her hole again she STILL begged her Savior for more. I picked a damn good slut. I wouldn’t hurt her anymore so all last night and today I’ve used her cocksuck like a pussy. She aint took My cock outta her mouth, hard or soft, in about 18 hours. I allowed her as many loads as she wanted and shes had at least 4 piss loads. She is really happy and I have the POWER of GOD faggot! Goddamn I am gonna plow every fucking pussy in sight. My faggot has shown Me I am a mutherfuckin’ STUDGOD! I’m gonna knock up every cunt and take any faggot twat I want cause I am the SON OF GOD bitch. I’m gonna own every hole I want. Let anybody try and stop me. 

Back to this weekend. My Goddamn dick was raw faggot and the cunt STILL begged for more! I had Shane (their security guard) come in and feed her so I could rest. I fell out a couple of hours. When I woke up Shane was naked on the couch with My bitch sucking His pole. He was saying “Damn!  Faggot, eat My fucking load !” And He saw I was awake and said “Fuck Chad what did you do to get your slut so fired up? You been asleep less than 2 hours and this cunt has sucked off J.B. and drained My nuts 3 times! I tried pushing it off me once and the goddamn cunt kept right on sucking so I just said fuck it and let it feed.”

“I told the bitch it had graduated to a ‘she’ and she was gonna marry me in August.” I said. He laughed and said “Really? Goddamn, you ready for all that? Well ok Brother. Does this mean we don’t go looking for slash on Friday nights?”  I said “Fuck no Man but if she keeps draining Me like this and there ain’t gonna be any cum left for twat!  Haha”

Shane said “You outta cum? No fucking way Man. The loads You and Dad pump make Me feel like a little kid! And some cunts say I shoot too much! Ha! I love watching them when You start flooding their twat.”

“You a faggot now, wanting My load?” I said laughing. “Fuck you bastard!” Shane laughed. In about 5 minutes He grabbed My hole’s head and yelled “Fuck bitch, yeah eat it whore! Whew! I’m drained. Goddamn go back to your Master slut. My cock is raw.” I cracked up. “YOUR cock is raw! Mines like Goddamn hamburger you punk!”

Later I was teasing pussyface about getting Shane’s nut so many times and she said she was hungry for Me alone and only serviced Shane cause I ordered it. She said Shane’s load was like a drop of water and Mine was a firehose. I just grinned and I held her and told her that she was a good faggot and I loved her. And the waterworks started again. You faggots. I love this hole.

Well faggot, you got the idea how the trip went. Shane and JB went hunting. I never left the bedroom except to take a shit. And no faggot, we ain’t into scat but My hole does follow Me to the bathroom because she loves to see Me piss, she loves the smell and she loves it when I surprise her and splash her face and laugh while shes kneeling and watching Me. We’re going home tomorrow. I promised pussyface she could chow on My cock all the way home if I could stand it so she has relaxed. She was all freaked when I said we was leaving and SWALLOWED My dick and wrapped her arms around Me like I was gonna never let her have My cock again. Fuck I gotta make faggot ‘doctor’ My cock somehow. Its red and raw as fuck! LMFAO Theres no way I got even one sperm left swimming in My bag!

All I can say is one of Pop’s favorite sayings “Goddamn I’m glad I cunted this faggot!”

WHEW! I almost break into a sweat reading Master Chad’s emails! The words come at you like the rat-a-tat-tat of a machine gun.

But the fact remains: Master Chad is going to marry his faggot!

Now, if you read my remarkable account of Zak’s loyal and dogged pursuit of Master Chad (and his subsequent taking of Zak) from last September, you’ll know just how monumental this proposal really is. This is really a case of “against all odds”.

So someday Zak, the faggot who dreamed of serving a god and became blessed, will soon be the faggot wife to that god.

It’s an incredible finale to an unbelievable story! It could only happen in the crazy house of Master Dino!

Faggot’s have dreams. There are scenarios they imagine, fantasies they indulge, hopes they keep alive. And sadly, they rarely come true. Faggots spend so much of their time serving the dreams and needs of Alphas that their own dreams are left abandoned.

But every so often an Alpha becomes the dream of the faggot, and sometimes that faggot has it all come true.

I think we’ve all thrilled to the incredible adventures of Master Dino, his fag wife Jamie, his three Alpha sons Masters Chad, Joe, and Dean, and Master Dean’s faggot twin brother Jimmy. Master Dino’s house is a veritable petri dish of Hierarchical reality in action. There, the Alphas in the house rule as gods, and the faggots serve them in every way imaginable.

Master Chad, the firstborn and eventual heir to Master Dino’s vast Kingdom, is especially eager to walk in his Father’s footsteps. He watches everything his Alpha Father does, and then tries to duplicate it – or top it. This is especially true when it comes to using faggots. Ever since Master Dino revealed the truth about his Alphahood and faggot worship last summer, Master Chad has been fucking plenty of faggot pussy in additional to the many females chasing him around. But he didn’t have one thing his Father had – a faggot he personally owned.

Little did he know that a faggot had been dreaming and scheming to serve him for many years.

This is the story of a faggot named Zak. He was a childhood schoolmate of Master Chad, and like many faggots do, Zak did everything he could to be near Master Chad and savor his Manhood and undeniable Masculine presence. But for most of Zak’s life serving Master Chad seemed like an impossible dream filled with unrequited attempts to be near him.

Then, in a blink, it all came gloriously true!

Read Zak’s account of what happened:

Hello, I am the property of MASTER CHAD. I was born Zak but I am called cc now. That’s one of ten thousand blessings my Savior has laid upon my unworthy faggot head.

After I’d been claimed as His hole for cum, Savior wiped a small part of His Massive load from my face and laughed and said, “faggot you keep doing what you do and I’ll have to give you MY name”. Before I could stop myself I humbly expressed I’d be extremely happy to go through life known only as His lucky cumhole. Instantly He rechristened me cc, Chad’s cumhole, and I am ecstatic to be known thusly. I really have no clear questions or anything I simply need to tell the world what an amazing experience it is to belong to my Savior and to worship and serve Him and His Holy Alpha Brothers AND serving GOD the FATHER is truly beyond any faggot dreams I’ve ever had in my head. It’s all so dizzying, serving such MASCULINE Gods of Dreams. It doesn’t seem real sometimes that I am ensconced in this palatial fortress, no worries, no real hate or mistrust. Just Gods at play, work, and rest-using blessed and giggling faggots until we are reduced to jelly at Their sacred feet.

Little did I know when I first saw my Savior that He would literally make my dreams of belonging to Him come true. We were young and I was not even sure what ‘belonging’ to someone meant but it sounded like what I craved. He was so absolutely GORGEOUS. Unruly mop of black hair, tall lanky muscular frame-just defined, not all yucky and bulgy. An attitude of a surly God and Big manly hands and feet completed the God who’d stolen my heart and would hopefully rape me and anything else He chose. Not fully understanding the word faggot,  I was one. i never hated myself, only the assholes who picked on me.

The same day I first saw Savior my cousin and his buddy caught me in my backyard and fucked my throat and fed me my first cum. I hated them but I LOVED what they did and my constant daydream was Master doing just as they had after rescuing me-hence, He’s my SAVIOR. I lurked in shadows and hid in boxes ANYTHING to be close to and hear my Savior’s thoughts and deeds. He told a buddy He liked long hair. I’ve never allowed mine cut since. When I heard Him say He was going camping I knew the location and hid in the nearby woods to be near Master. At 14, I stole a car to follow Master one night. I went to every one of His basketball games and stood by the locker room door so I could smell Him as He passed by. I swiped many of His jocks and socks through the years and spent many hours smelling and tasting my Savior’s very essence at home in the dark. I was once even blessed by fate and was able to swipe His used condom after a date but with so much cum it burst before I got home. Still I got to taste Him and have the smell of His cum on my shirt.

I did anything I could to get close to my Savior and then He VANISHED, gone from school, His home.  I wanted to die. I hired a detective who worked for a day them beat me and took my money because I am a faggot but I didn’t care. One day in my misery at school I overheard some guys talking about Him. They mentioned His hunting with knives only, which I knew, and also one of His favorite weapons stores. I had a checker’s job there in two days. I still felt unworthy to speak directly to Him so I wrote out a contract offering myself, my love, my possessions, and my abilities to the Son of God.

After five years of stalking, stealing dirty things, and risking jail to be near Him, He accepted me! He did so very coolly, telling me of a trial period of proving myself to Him and the other Men in the family. Then He made me kneel and kiss His feet in the store.  When I was fired for obeying Him He grabbed my arm and yelled,  “FUCK YOU This is MY faggot” With such a burst of Alpha power and aggression this faggot came, HARD. And He smiled and I just started to giggle. He swept me up in powerful arms and with my pussy pointing at the sky He carried me out saying,  “you cum like a bitch, GOOD faggot!” 

I could go on about being introduced to the family, the security team, learning my duties. I must say I’m part of a dream family. I have a very sweet little brother who belongs to Master Dean, the King. He keeps things lively and fun. And was collared last evening as a birthday gift. Oh how divine that would be. And mommy is already a more caring, loving presence than the one I was born to could ever HOPE to be. I almost worship mommy. He’s taught me things that never occurred to me that leave my Savior’s nuts empty and Him gasping for air and bragging that I’m actually worth His attention. Then there’s God the Father. What a shining example of God and Man. While the Savior will ALWAYS be where my heart lives Fathers masculine and sexual prowess and power is a thing of dark, primal beauty and He somehow leaves faggots with MORE of a hunger for His cock and cum than before we started. I fall at His Holy feet He is so amazing.

I see in Him how my Savior will appear in twenty years and it is breathtaking. I’ve never achieved anything that makes me worthy of Master and His family. faggots just don’t get to be this fortunate especially when one comes from my hideous background. As a matter of fact circumstances demanded last evening that all three Alphas use me … ME! I can’t be living this blessed life! Father, the Savior and the King all used my mouth, my pussy, oh my very soul and it was AWESOME! All three honored me with their piss, spit, that glorious cum and even snot! My goodness these Gods don’t just nut They CUM!! I never seen such fountains of faggot joy! They are GODS! And I am the most fortunate of faggots to be owned by the SON of GOD! 

It’s a letter of pure love and devotion that I will never forget. Lessons about throughout Zak’s story, but the most important is this: if you are a faggot and you find your Alpha, DO EVERYTHING YOU CAN to attract him and offer his your life! Zak went to extremes even I wouldn’t have tried (like hiring the private investigator) just to try and get in a better position to be of use.

It’s that persistence and creativity Zak showed that eventually won him Master Chad’s attention and use. But it was that dream Zak had at the very beginning – a seemingly impossible dream – that ignited all of this. And when the chance to make that dream come true presented itself, Zak did not hesitate in the slightest!

And now he’s truly living his dream as the owned faggot of Master Chad and his Alpha family!

This post is part of a thread chronicling the rise of God Alpha Master Chad, the first-born son of Master Dino and primary heir to his throne. CLICK HERE to read these posts in chronological order!

There’s a part of me that is frightened of Master Chad, the first-born son of Alpha god Master Dino. Frankly, I felt the same way about Master Dino at one point as well, but I’ve come to see a great warmth and tenderness at the center of Master Dino’s maelstrom. I’m hoping that is the same with this great young Apex Alpha. Right now he’s a growing explosion of raw power and Alpha bravado that often leaves me startled.

Master Chad casually mentioned to me recently that he was eyeing up a faggot from his school that has been lusting after him for a remarkably long time. Then Master Dino mentioned this faggot in a recent phone conversation. It sounded like Master Chad was going to take this faggot and enslave it.

Sure enough, that’s exactly what happened. Here’s Master Chad’s account of this taking:

What’s up freaky faggot? I know I said I’d send you a video but I been busy sealing  the deal on my new faggot! I been test driving it’s fine holes with My Alpha Brother Shane.

Once I went to school with it and it’s been rubbing its clit for Me since fifth grade. AND I got its cherry. it’s sucked over 100 cocks so it could be an expert if and when it ever was blessed with the chance to worship The Savior but never gave up its faggot pussy cause it wanted The Savior to be the first man to breed it. Kinda like a slash saves its pussy til marriage.

it started working at a sport and gun store where I go. it got the job just because it tracked Me! its been sniffing around for My cock since I moved in with Pop and disappeared from the old hood. When it turned 18 last month it even paid a detective to track Me until he asked faggot its reasons and the hole didn’t lie. The detective was really mean to it. Bastard knocked it down and kicked it but it didn’t quit til it overheard some guys at school talking about where I buy some of My knives. I have a collection and most of em are even legal.  Lol  But faggot applied there for a clerk job and waited.

When I first saw it there I barely remembered it. Finally I did and I fucked with it thinking back to dudes picking at it and thumping it’s head and shit. it was shaking when I went thru its check stand and I saw it sneak something under My receipt as it put it in the bag.

Home at dinner I showed Pop the hunting knife I bought and then told Him about the faggot. “Goddamn Son, that’s the little faggot that was at every ballgame You played. That stupid dude that works at the store where you, aahh fuck. Zak is its name. Its dad is the dude We called clamhead. Can’t believe You couldn’t tell it cried in the dark for you. I knew that the first time I saw it looking at you.” That’s My Pop. I saw a folded paper in the bag and remembered. I read it and I realized just how much work and planning the dicklicker did just to be able to get the wild chance to slip this contract to Me. it offered its life, heart, money, car, and holes plus service and love for Me for life if I wanted it.

I went back the next day. I told it I would use it for a week and keep it if I thought it was worthy. I told it if it wanted Me to consider owning it to get in front of Me there in the check out line. It did and I made it bow to Me and kneel and kiss My palm. When it did I laughed and made it kiss My boots while about 13 or 14 people watched it humble itself before its God. The prissy manager came cursing us and screamed faggot was fired. You could tell it was a ‘homosexual’ instead of a true cumguzzling faggot and that it was pissed little bitch had a God to rescue it. I pulled it up by its pretty long hair, kissed it like it was female. You know all sweet with tongues and then spit in its mouth. As I gave the whole store a loud “FUCK YOU HOLES THIS IS MY fAGGOT” it held My arm and shook and fuckin creamed its panties. You know know I’m a cocky fuck so I threw it over My shoulder and marched out with My hole giggling like a cunt and rambling on about  how manly I am and how this and how that and its gratitude and love for its Savior.  it didn’t know that mommy calls Me that.

After several other ‘signs’ that this faggot belonged to Me I was sure I wanted it I told it that it was coming into a wild world with Me and it better mean its words of devotion to Me. I straightened its faggot head on how shit will be while it cried at My feet thanking Me for 49 loads I pumped it this week, it counted, and the pretty fuckin punishing treatment it got while I tested it. it said if I hadn’t made it mine its life would be over. And I had been its faggot dream since it had moved from Denver in grade school. it discovered it was a dirty faggot when a dude and its cousin started using its mouth when it was 14.

I’m glad its aces at cocksucking and that it saved its faggot pussy for Me to train to My needs. Goddamn faggot.  I just wanted you to know why you didn’t get the video but I had to brag about My new hole for My cum. it Might suck as good as mommy and its pussy is tighter than I ever had and I get to teach it exactly what I want and when to offer it. Life is awesome thanks to you piss drinking cumholes!

Every email from Master Chad is like this, like a bowl of chili made of words that has been smashed against a wall and then smeared around with a dirty mop. But in the midst of that whirlwind of information is a terrific account of the desperation and persistence of a faggot that tried everything it could think of to get Master Chad’s attention, and was finally successful.

And 49 loads later, the faggot is happier than ever. It’s now the property of a virile and volatile young King. Moral of the story: never give up trying to serve the true gods of our world!

In a troubling epilogue to Master Chad’s letter, he added this:

P.S. faggot, Me and Shane and JB are going to visit the private dick tomorrow and show Him how much I appreciate his helping faggot find its place in life. Hahaha I bet he’ll think before he ‘helps’ anybody like that again.  Fuckin’ ignorant mutherfucker! Later dirty faggot. 

If I were that private detective, I’d leave town right now!

This post is part of a thread that follows a straight God Alpha named Dino who took ownership of a faithful faggot named Jamie that has lasted 15 years and led to marriage. CLICK HERE for all posts in this thread in chronological order!

It’s been another long time since my last update about God Dino, Master Chad, Master Dean, and all of the other Alphas and faggots living in the compound God Dino built into some nameless mountain. With this crew, it’s better to not ask certain questions.

So much has happened to each member of The Clan over the last few months that I thought it might be good to update them all at once. Well, at least update the stuff I’m allowed to discuss! Covering this rough Hierarchical assembly of Kings and slaves is like trying to describe a season of Real Housewives in which everybody gets raped in every episode.

Anyway, let’s start at the top:

I’m glad to say that Jamie, God Dino’s loyal fagwife of 18 years, made a full recovery from cancer. After an all-clear from the doctor, God Dino took Jamie on a months-long vacation to several beachfront resorts for total relaxation. God Dino left the family empire in the very capable hands of Master Chad (assisted by Master Dean) while they were away.

The long rest for Jamie proved prescient. Once they returned, Master Chad determined to add significantly to the workload…

Master Chad might be the most prolific Alpha breeder I’ve ever covered here, maybe only rivaled by California Alpha. He’s fathered more than 40 children already! Of course, since his introduction to faggot pussy (covered here), he’s basically been breeding everything with a hole and filling it with his prodigious cumshots.

Out of the children he’s created so far, he fathered 13 sons by a couple of awful females who have been nothing but problems for him. So he teamed up with God Dino to take full custody of these 13 sons!

Now the 13 infants are living in The Compound and tended to by the faggots caring for everything there: Jamie, Jimmy, and the rainbow faggots greenfaggot, bluefaggot, orangefaggot, white faggot, and pinkfaggot. The faggots take turns with the babies as they each have other duties in service of the multiple Alphas living there. Needless to say, these faggots live harried but fulfilled lives!

Master Chad wanted a fagwife much like his Father, so he chose to marry his primary faggot C.C. in a sweet private ceremony.

But that’s not all! Recently C.C. said that she wanted to have a vagina fashioned out of her useless skin flap (not a full transition, just an extra hole for her Master), so God Dino called in a few favors and arranged for surgery. C.C.’s surgery went very well and should be returning home soon!

Master Dean and his faggot twin brother Jimmy are just 16 years old, but they’ve already experienced more of life’s wonder and fulfillment than most people four times their age. If you recall, they were already having sex with each other since the age of 10 without the oversight of God Dino, their Hierarchical roles clearly defined from birth. Once God Dino took them in, they more fully accepted the truth of their situation. This allowed Master Dean to grow deeper into his very clear role as a burgeoning God Alpha, and it also allowed little Jimmy to truly blossom and thrive as his adorably insatiable faggot.

Master Dean wanted to make his ownership of Jimmy official by marrying his precious fag brother. Of course, this is difficult to do in most parts of the world. However, God Dino found out it could be accomplished in Argentina, so he flew with them out to that foreign land for the ceremony!

After the nuptials, the group then flew to Belgium for some authentic Belgium chocolate! How’s THAT for romance?!?

Many readers were inspired by the story of greenfaggot, and expressed hope that it was finding peace and success under God Dino’s care.

Indeed, greenfaggot has been doing well! In fact, greenfaggot has had a crucial role to play in the development of a powerful new straight Alpha who will soon debut here!

Schooling is progressing for bluefaggot with fine results, no easy feat considering the massive workload all of the faggots share! Recently Jamie remarked about how quickly bluefaggot is learning, which is encouraging!

This is most of what I’ve been allowed to update about The Clan. They’re very private but well-connected people, so I’m privileged to even be able to share this much.

I just don’t know if there has ever been a more intense, focused Hierarchical environment than the one cultivated by God Dino and his extended family. It’s been a wild ride, but I’ve cherished every crazy moment of it!

This post is part of a thread that follows a straight God Alpha named Dino who took ownership of a faithful faggot named Jamie that has lasted 15 years and led to marriage. CLICK HERE for all posts in this thread in chronological order!

My beautiful faggot friend Jamie has been steadily recovering from a terrifying bout of cancer and a grueling treatment regimen that has apparently overcome the tumors. It has been a time of great trial and some cautious jubilation. Soon Jamie and husband Master Dino will embark on a wonderful and recuperative three-month tour of several beaches together.

Jamie is a faggot who has seen and done it all in life, and experienced the pinnacle of Alpha raging and rutting at the hands of Master Dino (and now his Alpha sons, too!). So I guess it was no surprise that Jamie felt compelled to write a few thoughts about the midnight attack faggot Tim endured from Master Rex.

I hope you are doing well. As the house faggots and I were cleaning up the breakfast remains we listened to the podcast. The Men have gone to work so we freely chatted and voiced our opinions about the ‘problem’ of the day.  

As you know I have served my amazing Master for almost 2 decades. For 17 years I’ve been a live-in faggot and Master Dino collared me in 2007 and found me worthy of His name and ring in 2015. Since my situation is different than most I began asking what my babies thought of tim’s ‘rape’.  When we faggots are without our Men all know they may freely come to mommy with anything that troubles or concerns them. They look to me for advice and help. Also let me be clear-Master Dino refers to His Sons, both Alpha and faggot, as ‘our’ Sons so I do as well and They do treat me as such. Therefore, I receive a bit of respect not enjoyed by most faggots. I helped raise the Boys and helped instill Them with Their Father’s code of honor or, if faggots, i did my best to teach and show how we can be, as Daddy states, “top-shelf faggots”. 

It wasn’t a huge surprise to find, to varying degrees, my babies thought as I did. The word rape is kind of tossed around by Alpha and faggot alike. I know of one Alpha Brother of my Owner’s uses that word to describe every sexual encounter He has. Many faggots speak of being ‘raped’ in glowing terms because rough aggression is a big part of Alpha/faggot life. Face it, true faggots NEED to be used by their Owners rather roughly. We CRAVE the things that scare many in ‘polite society’. While I don’t believe anyone faggot or female should be abused, the faggots I know want or at least know at some point their Master will be aggressive and rough. Men have needs, some dark and primal, and faggots exist for Them to use, fulfilling those needs. Every faggot here agrees. When you submit and an Alpha claims you you become His property.  From that point ANYTHING He uses you for is His decision.  You gave yourself to Him.

Short of repeated physical abuse or murder your Owner has a perfect right to use you in any way He chooses. If you aren’t prepared for and can’t deal with ANY eventuality then you aren’t ready for service and possibly you aren’t a true faggot. I personally love it when my Master uses me to release His aggression and rage because in my soul I feel I am fulfilling my faggot purpose. I am His hole. I was created to take Him and His power inside me and relieve Him thereby fulfilling Him and giving Him His Hierarchical right to be Master.  Of course, afterward faggots are left trembling and gasping, maybe a bit injured, and maybe scared. After all, your Master just transferred His rage,  power, and even love into you. My advice when this happens is lie quietly. Replay the scene in your mind and FEEL your body, feel the warmth of His seed inside you, spreading and becoming part of you. Feel where His hands held you as He took you. If you don’t orgasm or feel as if you’re going to then I’m at a loss. Not one faggot here doesn’t understand that feeling of purpose, that feeling of, no matter of worthiness or anything, your Owner just showed you that He needed you. He just gifted you with His most prized treasures-intimacy and His semen. You were just allowed to see and experience His true self. By nature Men are not cuddly creatures. They have moments of genuine affection but you give Them real intimacy and affection by submitting to Their aggression and, quite frankly, being Their cum hole. This is what sustains a faggot, this is the highest of highs for us. We are holes that receive a Man’s most precious gifts, gifts He shares with no other-not even a female. We give Men things that women do not and that’s a HUGE honor for faggots. Sex with females is for population of the earth. Sex with faggots is for a Man’s pleasure, His satisfaction, His release. We faggots give Men what they need to feel like a Man.

To a true faggot there is no higher purpose than that.

I feel better knowing that the Queen of faggots largely agrees with my take on this issue. Jamie has endured some of the most violent and aggressive use known to fagdom. The fact that Jamie emerged from that trial by fire with a deeper and more profound appreciation and love for Alpha power really speaks to the need to use faggots that way.

I’m so glad that Tim seems to have come through this initial test quite well. Like Jamie, I hope Tim finds a powerful Alpha Master who will love it and use it forever!

This post is part of a thread that follows a straight God Alpha named Dino who took ownership of a faithful faggot named Jamie that has lasted 15 years and led to marriage. CLICK HERE for all posts in this thread in chronological order!

I haven’t updated Jamie’s story as he battles cancer for the third time in his life. Master Dino and the family have been rallying around him in the most touching and love-affirming way imaginable. With that much positive reinforcement, it seems impossible to imagine Jamie not beating this scary affliction once again.

But it’s not going to be easy. Jamie had surgery to remove four cancers from his spine and liver. Now he’s been undergoing very powerful radiation therapy (perhaps the most barbaric form of cancer treatment) to eliminate any remaining cancer.

Little Bunny Jimmy wrote me this sweet and optimistic note to update me on what was happening.

Hi brother, It’s jimmy. How have you been? I’m tired but ok. I came home last night to be with King and just BE. You understand? I’m going back tonight because it’s starting to get bad for mommy. I mean getting sick and stuff. Daddy made me come home. I won’t again until mommy does unless the Men make me.

They said the treatments are aggressive. That’s the word and mommy’s hair is thinner the last 2 days. Mommy said the other times it was weeks before hair fell out but the treatments are as strong as they can do so it’s happening already and it’s all getting hard to watch. I don’t care. I’m going to be a good faggot like mommy. I never let mommy see me upset but Daddy caught me crying one day in the outer room on a break. That’s why He made me come home a night. But I’m not letting Him catch me again.

Daddy has been so sweet with mommy. Sometimes it’s like watching a different Man. He’s still real strong and authoritative but wow! I always knew Daddy loved mommy but Sam it’s just so strange to SEE the love without the rough talk He always has. He’s still real Manly but it’s tempered. (Isn’t. my vocabulary a lot better. I do school stuff when mommy is in radiation or the other stuff I can’t spell).

I was so grateful to have this update. I’ve been worried sick about my fag brother and friend! Jamie is the one I first met from the entire orbit of Master Dino, and we hit it off immediately.

Let me tell you, there isn’t a faggot on earth that worships and serves Alphas more voraciously or passionately than Jamie. Every molecule of Master Dino has been savored and consumed by this most dedicated brother, and his great love letters to his husband/Master are tributes to the undying devotion of a great faggot!

I wish my brother a speedy and complete recovery! He’s on my mind every day, and I love him!

Always,

sam the faggot

This post is part of a thread that follows a straight God Alpha named Dino who took ownership of a faithful faggot named Jamie that has lasted 15 years and led to marriage. CLICK HERE for all posts in this thread in chronological order!

The story of Master Matt admitting his love for his beloved faggot Yul is very close to my heart. I had an incredibly difficult time writing the story and then recording the accompanying podcast because it was so emotional and raw. I dearly love both Master Matt and Yul, and to see them in such turmoil broke my heart as much as it re-energized it.

In the podcast I mentioned Master Dino marrying his faggot Jamie and his son Master Chad proposing to his faggot Zak. Masters Dino and Chad are straight Alphas, but they have both fallen in love with their faggots because of the unbridled devotion of the faggots. They are just two of many examples of straight Alphas falling in love with faggots that I have painstakingly chronicled here over the years. IT HAPPENS, regardless of what anybody’s preconceived notions tell them.

I didn’t record the podcast to send any kind of message to Master Dino and his clan sequestered somewhere in the mountains of the American southeast, but they apparently gathered together to listen to that particular podcast as a family on Sunday morning.

And then Master Dino wrote this beautiful letter of support for Master Matt as he wrestles with the same issues Master Dino once did.

faggot,   This morning as jamie was coaxing its protein shake out of my nuts Zak came Into My sanctuary, knelt beside jamie and humbly expressed its desire for the family to listen to your podcast at breakfast. I knew something of importance was said because Zak is no drama queen so I patted its head as I pumped My faggot wife its 1st load of the day. Being the excellent faggot it is jamie motioned for Zak and let the faggot-in-law-to-be have My last 2 ropes of cum. Then both shared the ‘chore’ of cleaning the cock of the God both love and worship. 

As I watched their movements I was filled with several emotions but mostly amazement.  I wondered how My jamie could LOVE and worship so thoroughly, so completely after almost 18 years of being My cumhole. Then I remembered some times I had given it nothing but emotional pain and many tear filled nights-nights empty of anything except My prodigious load and My young Macho posturings. Before I knew it the 2 little dick lickers had Me ready to blast. And jamie being the sweet mommy figure of all My children here let the faggot daughter it loves have the first 6 ropes of the stuff jamie lives for as My wife smiled up at me beaming with pride. But I digress.

After listening, the faggots cleared the table while We Men discussed what we’d heard. All house faggots know if they have an opinion or a desire its fine to voice it when it doesn’t interfere with the Men’s discussion. jamie’s position as My wife and faggot mommy gives it the right to interrupt anyone but Me but it seldom to never takes that advantage. We spent over 2 hours on both sides of the topic of Alpha/faggot love. My Boys and their friend and Alpha Brother Shane heatedly defended their right to fall in love with ANYTHING they chose while still impregnating and/or eating out all the pussy available.

I could hear the faggots giggling and whispering as they cleaned the kitchen behind us. I thought back to those 1st months of jamie’s long and faithful devotion, equating what I’d just heard with Our situation and surprise, surprise! Hot stinging tears jumped to My eyes as I remembered 1 incident of jamie’s TOTAL humiliation because of its love and devotion to Me. (Save that for another time faggot)  It took 10 YEARS for My beloved cum dump to hear all it ever wanted – that I LOVED it. My take on such things had been what I assumed were most Alpha feelings on the subject, that I couldn’t love or kiss or ‘make love’ to a man, faggot or not. When I met My cumslut the ONLY use I had for faggots was as funny punching bags whose attempts to worship Me resulted in their pain and suffering, if not hospitalization.  (You know the story faggot)

But I saw and FELT something in its eyes when I met it that made Me listen to its sad story of an impoverished childhood, its success in its chosen field, and its instant knowledge that it was created to love only me from the 1st second of seeing Me. It took time for My young mind to realize several things. My jamie is, was, and forever will be a faggot NOT a man. It gave up a half a million dollar per year career it LOVED after Our discussion of My CONSIDERATION of allowing it to be My DL cocksucker. I’d never encountered such devotion from any breeder cunt. This faggot was giving Me its LIFE because I was thinking about keeping it on standby as a hole to cum in when I couldn’t find any other available hole. My babywhore taught Me the true meaning of ‘love’ and helped Me grow as a Man, a person, and stood proudly 2 steps behind on My path to becoming the Alpha Male/Father/and Husband I eventually became. My sweet cunt endured many terrible things and tolerated much so it could be a part of My world.

You see, My young mind was torn for over a year. The little hole would often make something that felt like love swell inside Me and would erupt into 1 of Our marathons of sex, bodily fluids, and total devotion to My desires. After the last pump of cum entered jamie My societal brainwashing would surface and I had to create a situation where I was forced to ‘behave as a MAN’ and I would punch My boy and occasionally beat it to the ground to save face. My foolish immaturity brought much needless pain to the sweet faggot I now PROUDLY love and cherish.

Think about that faggots – jamie so loved Me, so completely believed I could and would become a REAL Man one day that it endured not only physical beatings but also My own special brand of mental torture AND the fact that it’s only respite from abuse was attained through its service to Me which only led to more anger, recriminations, and yet more violence. All through that My wife cared for our home, My needs, My taunts, My desertion of months, and MY total control of its money, its very life AND IT NEVER WAIVERED. Not once did it ever raise its voice or disrespect Me in any way. It waited patiently for My return and treated Me with the same calm, loving devotion it always had. It BELIEVED in Me, something no one had EVER done. It was a long, hard road to get where we are now. Recounting all this I unashamedly admit My tears are flowing as My jamie sits between My legs, smiling and simply loving its Husband.

I believe I’ve taught My Sons one of the true lessons of life which is love whatever makes you happy. The love between 2 beings is THE foundation of a harmonious, fulfilling life. If one is blessed enough to find it in ANY package it arrives, unwrap that sucker and fill it with your seed and take it as yours and DAMN THE WORLD because We Men are Gods! No matter your previous actions and attitudes now adult responsibility must take over. Your future happiness is entirely on Your shoulders. You do as Your soul commands You and if You’ve listened closely You too will achieve the level of love, adoration, and fulfillment I and My faggot wife have finally reached. We are NOT equals but we are a married couple who love and understand who we are and what we need and know together we can achieve any goal and every pleasure a love/sex union could ever produce. 

Well faggot, you know I never admit My failings easily but to reveal one’s experiences for the benefit of knowledge for others is a true sign of manhood. I can never really make My shabby, immaturity towards My cunt justified so I now make sure every single day jamie knows it is MY hole, possession, heart, love and, of course, My beloved receptacle of My bodily fluids. No one can ever know all that passes between 2 beings that love each other and therefore cannot judge ANY relationship but their own.

You and your readers now know more about what makes Me, Me than My own family knows. I hope this helps any Alpha out there struggling with emotions they fear the ‘world’ won’t understand. My advice to the Master of Yul–stand firmly on Your truth, raise your fist with Your hole swallowing Your cock and yell a mighty “FUCK YOU!” to a world of fools and lemmings and blast Your load into WHOMEVER pleases You, Brother. And if You are true to yourself I will proudly call You My Brother.

FUCK YES!

This is a defiant middle finger to not only those who would judge God Alphas like him or Master Matt, but also to the societal expectations that attempt to shackle great Men and hinder their development into truly all-powerful beings. Master Dino chose to follow the truth he discovered in his heart, and he achieved it through rage and gritted teeth and years of fierce battles. He fought it and fought it until he realized he was fighting for no reason at all.

Gods do not make apologies or excuses to ants. Similarly, God Alphas owe nothing to the world except declarations of their own will.

Master Dino forged his own path, one of honesty, bravery, and truth. And here he pledges to fight alongside his God Alpha brother Master Matt as he begins this same journey.

I’m just a faggot, so my support for Master Matt is limited. But I hope Master Matt is strengthened by Alpha brothers like Master Dino rising up to unite with him and offering their support for him. The fraternity of Alphas is infinitely powerful and indestructible. It surrounds and protects Master Matt right now in this critical time of his life.

It leaves me kneeling, head bowed, with tears of gratitude and awe dropping to the earth. Thank you, Master Dino!

This post is part of a thread that follows a straight God Alpha named Dino who took ownership of a faithful faggot named Jamie that has lasted 15 years and led to marriage. CLICK HERE for all posts in this thread in chronological order!

I knew when I published that post from Jamie about the damage Master Dino inflicted on it that I would soon hear from the Man Himself.

And, like clockwork, Master Dino appeared in my inbox!

I love being a weird little part of Master Dino’s Kingdom. I’ve come to love and respect all of them. So when I hear how my posts about them excite them so much, it gives me a warm feeling in my shriveled faggot heart.

Good evening faggot, Your post of Mine and My little dicklicker’s (he’s talking about his fag wife Jamie here) most recent trip to the Alpha Playground had the faggots all atwitter and the Men in a bit of awe of Their Alpha Father’s testosterone-fueled imagination and impishly wicked sense of fun.

If I leave ANY wisdom to My Sons it is if it isn’t any fun for you to do then it is the wrong thing for you to do. If one doesn’t get SOME enjoyment from life why the fuck be here?

Halloween is always meaningful to My faggot and I. No creature on earth will ever know why except My precious cumhole and I. I try to do something every year on Halloween, the anniversary of My making it My legal faggot wife, and the anniversary of the day it met Me and its life’s purpose was fulfilled. Three days that I make special for My faggot for which it spends the other 362 worshiping Me. Test Your power and put Your faggot through its paces and just use a little imagination and it adds an element of fun and a little extra grunt in Your rut. Like I always say about the Alpha Playground, ” Its the place faggots beg to enter and scream to leave.” Hahaha!

Anyway those 2 videos we emulated were some of jamie’s favorites. it knew what it was asking of Daddy. it knows Daddy has a dark side, which thrills the faggot. I suppose faggots are attracted to bad boys just like breeder cunts. jamie is the only living thing to have seen and been completely used by the unbridled dark half of Me so when it goes down certain paths with Daddy it may not know the journey but it has a goddamned good idea as to the condition in which it will arrive. As I’ve said before the hole I cum in isn’t as innocent as it appears. It’s a fucking cumguzzling slut! And I wouldn’t own it if it was any other way. Hahahahahaha

So faggot, the family was together discussing life, sex, and faggots all because of your post. I suppose Chad will share Zak since the pussy I own is out of commission for a minute. Zak’s a sweet hole. And don’t worry about your brother between what I feed it and the loads the Boys give AND the loads it “faggot charms” from them because it’s a dirty faggot whore, jamie will be just fine. Ha! All this wholesome family stuff is great but Goddamn, let’s get to fucking bed or get to bed and fuck or whatever. Fuck you faggot! Hahaha GOD

I don’t know if there is an Alpha on the planet who enjoys using faggots more than Master Dino. He and his Alpha sons are primal animals of pure lust, and their faggots are just as greedy to be used in any way possible.

From the first time I heard their story until now, I don’t know if I’ve heard of an Alpha/faggot relationship so violently perfect. It’s a Union bathed in blood and cum and wrapped in the unholy powers of darkness … and it’s beautiful. It’s beautiful like a dead, twisted old tree standing defiantly on a plain. Never ignored, never forgotten, and neverending.

This post is part of a thread that follows a straight God Alpha named Dino who took ownership of a faithful faggot named Jamie that has lasted 15 years and led to marriage. CLICK HERE for all posts in this thread in chronological order!

Master Dino and his faggot wife Jamie have been extraordinarily open about their unconventional lives and their unusual family situation. They’ve done so at great risk to themselves.

Ultimately, though, Master Dino fears no Man, court, or authority. He does what he wants with anybody he wants at any time he wants.

And however hard he wants.

Master Dino recently took his faggot wife Jamie out for a vacation together for a few days. After months in that crazy house with Master Dino’s Alpha sons Master Chad and Master Dean breeding like bulls and tearing up the place, Master Dino thought it would be good for them to get a breather.

But Master Dino’s idea of a breather isn’t like that of a typical Man or even a typical Alpha. Jamie discovered that in the most painful way possible:

Well its 3 days until the twins birthday thank goodness the preparations for the ‘mini-event’ are nearly complete. i’ve been busy with that since Daddy and i returned from our Halloween excursion.

sam it was fabulous and we’ve seen those two videos so much that with Daddy extraordinary accoutrements and wicked sense of fun it was an amazing experience that fired us up in ways that guaranteed a scene both of us will treasure. I believe Daddy described the videos (and its Jordan Fox) so you know there is a playfully demonic physicality to enacting them with ‘Daddy precision’.

All in all Daddy and His dark half were thrillingly scary and way sexier than any Man, even an Alpha, ought to be. He came from the scene more the studly Alpha ManGod than ever before and has proudly strutted around making the Boys look up to Him even more and the other faggots envious of little old nothing me! Lol.

As im sure baby (Jimmy) has told you because it had to do my job for a few days, i was lost in ‘happy faggot land’ and would NOT release Daddy’s furry leg. In the past when such emotional exhibits caused Daddy concern Doc simply explained that when such an explosion of everything that is ‘us’ that i am like the acid tripper who is so high theres nothing to do but wait two days for me to come down and to allow me whatever ‘security blanket’ comforts me. My security is Daddy and since i adore His yummy legs that’s where i find myself ‘waking’ time and again after such fulfilling and joyful service.

I’ll stop here momentarily. You see, Master Dino was so turned on by the interviews I had with Master Dino that he wanted to go farther in his use of his fag wife than he’d ever gone before (which is MUCH farther than most Men ever go!).

Upon returning from that brutal trip, Jamie was so bewildered and traumatized by the experience that all it could do was hang onto Master Dino’s leg for dear life like a monkey on a swinging tree. Little Jimmy did indeed write to me to tell me this, too.

Then I found out why:

I came back after almost three days a bit bruised and battered but that was expected. Later that night I noticed my back hurt a bit but i have problems sometimes since i was injured in football almost forty years ago. By last night I couldn’t move my leg without screaming and the Boys gently carried me to bed as Daddy called Doc. His diagnosis? At least one cracked rib and–the worst thing–a pulled, possibly torn groin muscle. i got permission for my language here, its hurts like a MUTHERFUCKING SON OF A BITCH!!

my chest is wrapped like a mummy and it will be days, maybe longer until i am allowed out of bed. Doc then delivered the cruelest blow of all, announcing to Daddy that i am over fifty now and older bodies shouldn’t be doing shit that would exhaust 20-somethings. Bastard! (He he he)

Now i am propped upon the bed being fed food, drugs, and cum and served as i have done Daddy many times. Wish you could see my Savior (Master Chad). He’s being so kind and concerned, a side generally not seen by many, and He’s SO cute! Daddy enjoys that He is so caring as it says a lot about how He will deal with future faggot mishaps. He pops in every hour or so with questions like, “Are the faggots doing all you need mommy?” and “Is Pop bustin’ you enough cum cause i can shoot ya a couple more today”.

So I feel like a princess and will continue to do so even with the pain and lack of feeling useful until i heal. i am glad baby Jimmy has Zak to help it because cooking, and caring for these Gods can be quite daunting for a baby faggot. i like Zak. it fit hand in glove with this family and especially with its Savior and Master, my Chad.

Well i’m woozy from the morphine and Roxy’s so now I sleep and when I wake there will be faggots here with food and drink and loving concern or Men with cigarettes, pills, and hard dicks ready to feed the injured faggot. Either way, i believe i can survive it all. Lol

All my love brother, faggot jamie

Pulverized by Master Dino! Let’s see Master Fox top THAT!

I’m sure it’s easy for Master Dino to forget that Jamie is much older than him given everything Jamie has handled in its life. It’s been a full, rich faggot life for Jamie as the primary possession of a god like Master Dino!

But, like any valuable possession, they can sometimes be broken!

I wish my dear brother Jamie a speedy recovery!

This post is part of a thread that follows a straight God Alpha named Dino who took ownership of a faithful faggot named Jamie that has lasted 15 years and led to marriage. CLICK HERE for all posts in this thread in chronological order!

I have long ago learned to stop doubting the overwhelming power of Master Dino. His insatiable and unapologetic use of both females and faggots has led to a lifetime of incredible moments, including the grooming of three Alpha sons and a faggot son. He’s been aided by his incredibly-loyal fag-wife Jamie for many years now.

They’re currently living a blessed life drenched in worship of Manhood and Apex Masculinity.

However, Master Dino recently related an incredible story so mind-boggling that it actually led me to insinuate that Master Dino was lying to me. Boy, did I regret that!

To set this up, let me explain something first. Those Hierarchy Unequals bracelets have been stalled for some time, but I wanted to try and mail a couple to figure out what it might cost to ship all of the orders. So I sent Jamie and little Jimmy two bracelets as a “thank you” for their willingness to share their lives on the site and for Master Dino’s agreement to an interview.

I didn’t really expect anything to happen from it. Master Dino and his clan are notoriously private people (honestly, it’s shocking that they ever agreed to be chronicled here), so I wasn’t sure if the bracelet would serve its desired function (to advertise that the wearer is a faggot).

Boy, was I wrong. Here’s Master Dino:

faggot,  I wanted you to know about another strange and interesting slice of Alpha life. Storms and floods knocked out everything in the mountainous area (no need to mention the state) we’ve been visiting-electricity, internet, cable, etc… We have several generators for just such occurrences and for winter as well.  After several days of nothing to do but fuck and be worshipped the faggots were exhausted and We Men were roaming the halls naked, roaring with pride, searching another room in which to create yet another scene of sodomy and SOMEWHAT vanilla debauchery. (I’m not Satan but He is a close relative. Ha!) On the 5th day the faggots were washing each other after bathing their Gods. jamies collar and its and jimmys faggot bracelets were lying beside the tub for their re-christening with Mine and Dean’s piss, respectively. All was well and happy. Then as the 1st splash of my piss hit jamies bracelet I heard a big truck coming up the mountain. Without baptizing its collar i let it have one good gulp before zipping up and in jeans alone and still wet from My bath i opened the door to a state line/repair man who, amazed that after 5 days we still had generators running, told me he was repairing an electrical problem at a substation. It was the only other thing on the mountain after My place.

We talked about 20 minutes and after he admitted he’d be working til 6 or so I invited him to stop for a beer or maybe something to eat on his way down the mount. It was only 10 a.m. and he’d impressed Me with some of his ideas of government and life in general. He thought the ‘retreat’ for My boys and teaching them to be Men out in the ‘wilds’ was unheard of for ‘city’ people but understood because I “sound like you might be from around here.” He left after saying he’d be back if he, “got around to it.” I told everyone we might have a visitor later, for an hour or so. I also told jamie and the boys to be cool while dude was here. I knew jimmy would gratefully hide in his little bed of Dean and Joe’s dirty clothes and jamie would adopt her ‘servant’ persona.

I’d about given up on Dan, dude’s name, when I heard the truck lumbering down the road. It stopped and he knocked. We sat in the loving room. jamie, dressed exactly as it should be, enter and asked if we’d like a drink. After 2 beers I’d talked him into some 70 year old brandy I had in the cellar. I knew jamie would cry if I made her go into the admittedly cavernous group of dimly lit rooms under the house so I excused myself and went to get the bottle.

What exactly happened while I was gone I can only guess but when I got back as I opened the door I heard Him say, “Is Dino your Master, faggot?” with jamie before Him on its knees. I asked WTF? ” You got faggots brother?” Dan asked. I said yes and told Him this particular faggot was also My prize and My wife to which he replied, “Sorry man, I didn’t mean to disrespect You or Your property. I saw its bracelet I didn’t know but I heard about faggot wives and I tell ya I guess you got a more peaceful life with a good faggot.”

Stop here. I mean … WHAT THE FUCK?!? The bracelet gave this random Alpha the idea to try and take control of Jamie! Incredible!

Believe me … the shock doesn’t stop there:

I laughed and accepted His apology. I asked how a 40something mountain Man had knowledge of faggots and he said, “First let Me ask You, all your boys Alphas?” I told Him yeah, all but one that’s on it’s way to becoming a top shelf faggot.” I yelled for jimmy and it raced into the room. Dan’s eyes twinkled and it was obvious jimmy made His dick jump.

Dan asked Me to join Him outside. Walking to his truck/van He threw open the back to reveal 2 cute faggots snuggled under blankets with various pieces of what I assumed were Dan’s dirty underwear and socks clutched to their faces. Dan said, “Could you and your boys do with some company for a while? I can call the office and tell ’em this Goddamned job may take 2 or 3 days up here before I’m done.” I told Him We could probably stand having ‘company’ for a while and slapped His back as He unlocked the fresh-to Me-holes and ordered them to get on their knees and bow to another Alpha God. He patted one’s head and said it’d kill puppies for Alpha spit and launched a fucking loogie dead center of the faggots open cocksuck. I felt My pole tingle and puff up a bit and said,” Yeah, My cumhole is the same.

As We entered the house I said maybe We should eat the dinner jamie made because, “I think We’re gonna need the energy My new brother. Hahaha”. Needless to say they stayed 3 days, barely eating, sleeping even less and giving the boys new holes to fill and conquer. Wasn’t exactly a bad time for this God either. Ha! Oh, you faggots. I’ve said it before, this goddamned world would be a whole lot duller without you dirty whores existing on and for Our semen.

So apparently this Alpha Dan had brought his two faggots along on his workday up into the mountain, and happened to run across a fellow Alpha and his house full of Alpha sons and faggots!

And the FUCKING UNEQUALS BRACELET made it happen!

Like I said at the outset, I didn’t believe a story this, well, unbelievable. However, it is apparently true. And it is a doozy of a true story.

However, I’ve come to accept that extraordinary Alphas lead extraordinary lives and experience extraordinary events.

Master Dino and his clan are most extraordinary!

This is an amazing excerpt from Hierarchy #160 featuring an interview with Apex Alpha Master Dino.

This is truth. Hierarchy Is Truth!

This post is part of a thread that follows a straight God Alpha named Dino who took ownership of a faithful faggot named Jamie that has lasted 15 years and led to marriage. CLICK HERE for all posts in this thread in chronological order!

It would be an understatement to say that my post and podcast covering the latest news from Master Dino’s household excited Master Dino just a tad. More accurately, Master Dino loved my devoted, highly complimentary posts about his virile Alpha sons.

What followed was more than a day of non-stop fucking by Master Dino and his three Alpha sons. After Master Dino finally stopped assaulting him and fell asleep Jamie wrote a long, breathless letter than I feel compelled to share. It’s a monster!

Hey brother, I know I said we’d stop for a while but I had to share my nirvana with someone besides these heavenly brutes. They are all lying about our den in various states of undress, joking, smoking, and laughing in between commands to me to make this, fix that, I need a mouth to spit this in, rub my back, etc… jimmy lies in the corner on all the men’s clothes, happily sleeping with Dean’s tighty whities still stuffed in His mouth. it’s TOTALLY devoted to and thoroughly in love with Dean. The boys hit puberty at the same time and Dean, well, He’s a hellion. As soon as He discovered He had a hard, and almost overnight, huge meat pole between His newly hairy legs that morning years ago He remembered the porn He and His buddy saw His friends dad watching. The dad had been drunk and jacking and passed out with porn on a loop. Anyway He looked over and jimmy was looking at Dean’s cock standing proudly, straining so hard just aching to flood any available hole. He asked with a whisper if jimmy wanted to get fucked. He said its eyes sparkled with fear and jimmy shook its head no. Dean asked if it wanted to lick it and it lurched forward but caught itself, too late to hide its hunger. Dean said He laughed and with His crooked finger told His faggot brother to come over. Dean unashamedly says just before jimmys mouth covered the head Dean was squirting one of those huge Alpha loads the boys inherited from their Father. The first rope hit jimmys face and it ate its first load of cum, temporarily branded with a cum rope across its faggot face. Dean says that it sucked Him dry that day, load after load until he literally had to throw jimmy to the floor. jimmy fondly remembers Him looking at him lying on the floor, grinning with a look of love, lust, and a tiny bit of sexy disgust, saying ” I got a queer. You’re a faggot.”  It told me Dean flew off the bed, slammed it facedown and fucked His new faggot. Since it was His first pussy He came almost as soon as He hit bottom, something the guys tease Him about now, and to prove His prowess Dean has fucked jimmy on display in the den, purposely holding off cumming for hours-much to jimmys delight and the hoots and curses of the others.

Then jimmy confided in me Hes been in love since that first day of discovery for them and jimmy has belonged to Him since. Even though they’re brothers I think it’s a lifelong love such as between Daddy and i. Dean will test other faggots thru time I’m positive but I think jimmy is and always will be His favorite property. See while daddy was molesting me in His sanctuary the boys, all here to watch ballgames today, I guess decided to forgo athletics for some wicked Alpha boy fun. Chad says they all whispered and plotted, staring and pointing at Jimmy trying to tease and make it wonder what they were plotting. In true mischievous boy fashion they quickly made up a game called frosty faggot. Well, that simply means they stand in a circle around a kneeling jimmy and Jack off as many times as they can trying to cover its head with their loads. They don’t cum as much as Daddy but Chad is close to being as potent as His Father. (Chad is the only one whose cock is slightly longer than Daddy’s but not as ass-achingly thick) jimmy has a look of peace, a slight smile on its cum drenched face. Chad told me Dean made sure He pumped the last load and He did so on His underwear, shoved it cum first in the faggots mouth and told it to sleep.(He’d PROBABLY rode jimmy hard last night, i don’t know) That tells me Dean has a special love for His hole. I can relate to that contented smile.

If there’s a faggot on earth happier than jimmy its me. It started this morning when Daddy got your mail and assumed you’d printed something so he went to the site and read it.  brother, the look of pride on His Handsome badboy face when He saw you’d printed His cumshot for the world to see,  oh it was something special but He was NOT pleased you called us a crazy family. Daddy has a strong aversion to that word and you didn’t know so don’t worry about it. your brother calmed the demon. All is well now. Daddys sense of humor and indulgence of us silly faggots have returned. you see my Holy Warrior took all that aggression out on me and has spent hours raping, and filling His little cumslut. i cant really move very quickly and my entire being aches. Interestingly my bloody pussy is numb, tingly, so WARM. i love this feeling, my Husband’s cum spreading inside my cunt. Its SO warm and I feel it overtaking my being, Alpha cum punching out my own DNA and replacing it with Gods thick tasty semen. Daddy got a small butt plug for me to use to hold in all His cum after breeding me. It’s one of the best presents I ever received but I couldn’t use it today because I’m a bit injured-but a VERY good injured. i was allowed after Daddys loving assault to lie among Daddys gym clothes, and take in all that has just been done to me. BUT I’m getting ahead if myself, please allow me to go back to my amazing day. So daddy was angry but holding it in as He does. His self control is awesome but I admit I LOVE it when He decides to let go and allows the Prince of Darkness to come out and show His faggot He is the Master of all. He went to run as He does everyday.( i love it when He comes home all sweaty and breathing hard. One of my greatest pleasures in life is licking the sweat off His body afterwards) When He returned He looked at me and barked, “Get in the fucking bedroom cunt!: I had wings getting there, let me tell you. I could hear Him telling the boys to amuse themselves or some such thing and then His footsteps coming down the hall. Suddenly He was in the doorway with that look on His face that made me jam my fingers in a handily placed jar of lube and quickly threw some on and in the cunt that i KNEW was about to be destroyed. He slammed the door, literally ripped His t shirt off and shucked the bottoms, knocked me down on the bed, (His side, thank you creator god) and literally jumped on me, slamming that baseball bat cock to the hilt in me. I screamed He said “Shut the fuck up! He grabbed what’s left of my hair (lol) and jerked my head back and started RAVING, ” Goddamn piece of shit faggots! This and stupid is all you cunts know.” Pounding me fast as a jackhammer (no exaggeration) his arm locked around my neck and His other meaty hand covering my mouth.

After 47 minutes-i looked at the clock-of raping His lucky boy and cursing all faggotry He emptied Himself but instead of the usual masculine, loving aftercare i generally receive He quickly pulled out, laid back, grabbed my head forcing me down on the dick I’d kill for. He proceeded to fuck my mouth and throat with a vengeance I seldom see. I’d guess that lasted about 15 minutes before He stopped me so that just the head of his mighty cock was all that was in my mouth and fed me maybe the biggest load He ever shot, all the while cursing and saying things like” you want to die choking on my cum faggot? That’s what you told Me the night I took your soul.” (The night we were married) He began flooding my mouth and on every word shoved my head up and down on his spurting dick, “So (down) choke (up) on (down) this! (up, and looking into my eyes with that sarcastic leer, that sweet/evil smile) then forcing me to the root and pressing HARD, holding me there until He was empty. Of course my poor nose was bleeding, happy tears streaming down my cheeks. He looked at me with such love and said, “sorry babywhore, you ok?” i gave Him my brightest smile and said “i love my Daddy”. A look of animal lust crossed His face and He pushed me backward, picked up my legs and fucking JAMMED that big pole right back in His boy and TOOK what belongs to Him like so many other special nights.

Four hours and 3 loads later He was done. He stood up, smiled, brushed a tear away from my cheek, and said chuckling, “clean me up whore”  i spent the next 10 minutes searching for the last drop of cum in pubes, on and under His big nuts, i even licked the sweat from under His arms and hairy ass crack. He told me to lie on His sweaty running clothes and take a few to rest and think about what my battered senses and body enjoyed so much. Then he he came over, picked up his sweat soaked sock, turned it inside out, shoved it in my mouth and said, “Good faggot. Your reward for being such a good cumhole. Lie here and rub your little clit a while. Daddy will come for you when faggot playtime is over.” And He joined the boys after finding clean boxers to wear. In a second He was back, He grinned that superior, cocky, sexy way He does, grabbed his wife beater, threw it on and exited laughing. He put on the shirt just because He knows I find Him incredibly sexy in a wife beater. So there I sat, alone with my thoughts. To honor my Master’s wishes I kept the tasty gym sock in my mouth,  found the most odiferous spot of his jockstrap to breathe thru, snuggled into His pile of dirty clothes and rubbed my clit as I was told. All these sensations, smells aches and pains, the warmth of His gallons of semen inside me, trickling out of my hole (yes some blood too) the bruises already appearing on my arms and god knows where else. HIS scent, the smell of His cum, feet, even the smell of His junk mingled and hung in the air of His place of rest. Even though He says its ‘our’ bedroom to me its HIS sanctuary. ive just been lucky enough to be owned by this Alpha God and the thoughts of His violent love and aggressive sexiness makes my cunt start to pour. my God is sweet, evil, rough, gentle, just all-encompassing.

Now this happy faggot is making dinner, running beers to the guys, and stopping only to rest my fevered head on Daddy’s hairy leg so He can pat my head and tell me He loves His cuntboy. I hear the frosty faggot story (the kitchen is beside the den) as I chop onions and as a pinkish/white trail of cum runs down my leg I once again smile and find myself humming happily. Daddy yells that He’s REALLY horny today and to be ready for bed after dinner which causes laughter and Men noises to erupt. Daddy yells, “Did you hear me faggot?” I fly to to den kneel between His legs and say, “oh yes Daddy, I’m ready, waiting for your command” He smiles, jams His finger on my mouth and says, “Just wait and see what Daddy has for his good boy tonight”. Oh sam, I cant wait!

When I discovered that I had angered Master Dino with my off-the-cuff remark (meant as an innocent joke, not as a judgment), I immediately ripped off an email vigorously apologizing for that mistake and also congratulating him on what Jamie described as a legendary rape session. Master Dino eventually wrote me back:

I had something to attend to. you had no way of knowing. But you are correct,  because of my temper and My unabashed pride so many faggots will be dreaming they could have one meal of the feast jamie has daily-my thick load-well, it definitely brought the Prince of Darkness to the party. You know my middle name is Lucifer, don’t you? Fitting aye? And damn it, I missed the game. Ha! Im just joking. My cunt’s cunt is outta the ball game for a few days. It tore a little when I was rearranging its fucking womb and ovaries! Ha! Maybe it’s odd to the world but I’m massively proud of My semen. When I hit puberty at 9-yeah I was always ahead of the pack-and I told My Old Man and he thought I was just freaked out from nutting my 1st time. Fucker laughed. I went to my room and jacked to the point of no return, ran to my Dad’s study with My dick out pumped my load on his desk. His eyes widened and he said, “Goddamn boy, you are a fucking stallion.” Dad called the doc and told him My “problem”. I had xrays, tests, etc… turns out about 99 percent of males cum about 10 cc’s, some a bit more or less.1 percent of the male population cum at least ten cc’s or up to 10 ounces on 1 recorded case. Doc told Me ,” son, if you can find a rubber that’ll hold that load, wear it else every bitch you touch is gonna get pregnant.” Edging will add an extra rope or 2 to My load so after doing that about 30 hours-with a couple of breaks-the most I’ve ever shot was a cunthair over 5 ounces, a little over half a cup. If I just grab it and cum the average is about 3 ounces. I’d bet anything the majority of the 1 percenters are Alphan. When I was a kid I’d light fires just to extinguish them by blowing my load on them. Kids don’t realize the sacredness of their cum. I shouldn’t have wasted what is hungered for by so many. Anyway I was intrigued that that you posting My sperm made Me feel so FUCKING powerful. I may have to do a short video filling a measuring cup or even Jamie’s mouth if I can get close enough to hide its identity. Watch yourself faggot. I skimmed over what jamie sent you, did its hole destroying afternoon sound good to you. It has that innocent face and when, after over at least an hour of bone crunching fucking I noticed the pussy was bleeding. Faggot period. Hahahahahaha Anyway, after I came I asked it if it was ok and it looked at me with that babyface and simply said I love my Daddy and Fuck! I tore it up 3 more hours. Goddamn sheets look as if I slaughtered a pig. In a way I did. My dirty little pig boy’s soul was slaughtered but that’s ok. Like everything else its mine and I’ll fix it. I’m gonna have to settle in for a week of blowjobs since I cant have the pussy til it heals. Well I could take the pussy anytime,  its mine too of course but I wont hurt my baby like that. Hes actually MADE Me hurt it a couple of times when we were foolish kids and My ego was ASTOUNDINGLY huge but save that. Time to feed the babywhore. 

I cannot describe what it is like to discover some of these stories and the people behind them. Some of them have changed my life in profound ways.

Master Dino and his fag-wife Jamie have tremendously affected me and my outlook since they came into my life months ago. They’ve shown me new possibilities and perspectives within the Hierarchical framework. They come from backgrounds vastly different from mine, but we relate so well because we all acknowledge the same fundamental truth.

I thank both Master Dino and Jamie for sharing their experiences with me! They make me a better faggot!

This post is part of a thread that follows a straight God Alpha named Dino who took ownership of a faithful faggot named Jamie that has lasted 15 years and led to marriage. CLICK HERE for all posts in this thread in chronological order!

It’s been a long time!

You would not believe the number of pleading emails I sent to both Master Dino and his fag-wife Jamie over the last couple of months. They all went (mostly) unanswered. I was in a mild panic because the last thing I heard from Jamie was that something dramatic had happened, but he didn’t have time to tell me.

Boy, something dramatic DID happen! Actually, a couple of dramatic things happened. Strap in (or strap on, whatever you prefer) for this one, because it’s going to get REALLY bumpy!

BACKGROUND

Before I begin to get into the update proper, I lead to lay out some of the landscape of Master Dino’s life. As you might imagine, the lives of Apex Alphas can get quite complicated. They often have multiple females and have fathered multiple children, in addition to the many faggots they own and have installed in various places in the background. For the average male, such a life might seem overwhelming, but for Apex Alphas it is all a part of living a full and god-like life.

I knew some details about the lives of Master Dino and Jamie that I didn’t share in previous updates either because they asked me to keep it secret, or I didn’t think it was necessary for the story at hand. This mostly involved Master Dino’s extended family and his many kids.

But now I want to give you and overhead view of Master Dino’s sons, all teenagers very close in age.

We met Chad in the latest updates. As you might remember, Master Dino taught Chad the truth about Jamie and faggots in general, and Chad began fucking Jamie under his father’s guidance.

The next son is Joe.

Then there are twin boys, Dean and Jimmy.

THE NEW GODS

As it turns out, the dramatic turn of events involved the arrival of Master Dino’s son Joe to the house for the summer. Like he did with Chad, Master Dino introduced Joe to the idea of faggots and that Jamie was his fag-wife. Then he had Joe start fucking Jamie, too.

When Jamie finally got back to me, he rhapsodically described his new Master Joe:

Ok, i’m here to tell you about Joe. Oh my god sam, my head constantly spins like i’m on meth, my vision is blurred from exhaustion, I ache with pain from being FUCKED until MEN  fill both my holes with what feels like gallons of cum daily. When i eat or drink, i still taste Their cum. Daddy must remind me to eat food because my tummy is so full Alpha cum. i jokingly accuse my Gods of trying to drown Their grateful cumhole. Hehe sam, i have found my purpose. i’ve never felt so at peace, so sure of why i was put on this earth. Anyway, Joe is more outgoing and wilder than Chad. He’s even impressed His Father with His young Alpha inventiveness and enthusiasm and has inspired a depth of kinkiness in our lives that has brought a new closeness to my Owner and me. i think i understand now why Daddy never “served” me to His friends-all this time He’s been planning this. i believe He’s always known He needed to train me well so He could have living proof of what life could be for his offspring. He has been grooming me to instruct-by worship-and service-His Sons. Chad was anxious to begin His new life and has 2 fags and a female who loves that her ‘boyfriend’ is such a stud. Joe would live with us forever if His dad would allow it. His mom was and is a holy terror. He’s never known real life ‘happiness’ and Daddy had no idea He felt so uncared for. Even as a boy, Joe behaved as a Man. Honestly, i was afraid he’d develop ‘feelings’ that he shouldn’t but it looks as if He’s handling it well. He has an eye on a conquest. Its the ex-cumhole of a friend of Daddy’s and they were going to meet today until this other situation this morning. 

Now that is pretty incredible! First of all, Master Chad wasted little time leaping into fag ownership! Within just a couple of months he has a girlfriend and two owned faggots of his own! Master Dino’s instruction clearly made an impact!

But then to have Master Joe join in so readily! Can you imagine being a faggot being bred in both holes by Master Dino and his two Alpha sons all day every day??

But what is this “other situation” that Jamie casually tossed off during his rambling? Well, that was the intriguing part that made me eager to get back in touch with them. Weeks went by without even a word. Then, Jamie returned for a shocking new development:

Now, besides business we’ve been overrun with sons. I’ve been serving Joe with my all. It is Daddy’s blood that make these Alpha teens and anything that is created by Him I want inside me. Here’s where it gets sticky. The twins Dean and Jimmy were dropped off with no warning and came into the den where I had Daddy giving an erect , naked and waiting Joe instructions on how to dive in the pussy without tearing it and how he likes to shove his dirty boxers crotch first into my mouth to keep down my pleasure scream. Daddy, unruffled as always, just told them to sit, shut up and learn. After Joe pumped his nut into me and I cleaned him off (he came again when I was cleaning him.) Daddy turned to the other boys, explained calmly who and what i really am, what was going down with Joe and had already happened with Chad,  told them they were next and showed them my reward for being a good faggot – he fed me his copious load. It was fabulous, he’d been teaching all day but had not cum. I proudly had my Daddy feed me in front of His sons. My God i worship this Man!!!

Yes, that’s right – the twins unexpectedly showed up in the middle of a Father/son breeding session with Jamie and were forced to watch!

But there’s another wrinkle:

Anyway, I’m so giddy I didn’t finish my story, the twins! While I was between Daddy’s legs, savoring his cum before I swallowed I looked over at the twins for their reaction and Daddy began to laugh.  The elder twin Dean was calmly sitting back while his brother was swallowing his dick! It turns out Dean has been getting sucked off by jimmy since they were 10! So Daddy’s got 2 boys at once and I have a very happy little faggot son/brother in jimmy. I finally have a friend to confide in, to worship with. 

Unbelievable! The twin sons are Alpha and faggot! Even more remarkable, they were already fulfilling their Hierarchical roles naturally years earlier without any prompting!

Jamie then described what seems to be a daily occurrence at Master Dino’s house:

Today alone i sucked off all 3 Alpha boys and Daddy at least once and all 3 took the pussy today, Dean twice. The first time he was watching Joe fuck jimmy and he came after about 6 strokes but like his Father He just emptied his load in me and didn’t miss a beat, just kept on fucking. These Men are fuck machines and jimmy and i are the all too willing cumholes. I’m so proud and happy. And i know Daddy is PROUD not only of His boys but of me! THAT is what gives my faggot life meaning. A MAN owns me, cums in me, and loves me.

Needless to say I was pretty floored by Jamie’s hyperventilating account of these new developments. I found it especially curious that the twins Dean and Jimmy turned out to be Alpha and faggot; that is at least the third time I’ve encountered that phenomenon on this site.

I began pressing for more details on the sons when Master Dino began writing to me as well (the two perspectives have been difficult to piece together here).

We have the boys off and on and they make it tougher of course. I allow them some horsing around, fucking with jamie and such but I make sure they treat it correctly as much for their future faggots as for Mine. One of My boys is gonna be a handful and honesty I thought it’d be Chad but it’s that little shit Dean. The kid is shortish, about 5’10”, but his ego almost tops Mine-and you know that’s something! His dick looks as if it were cast from a mold of mine. Chad looks as I did, Joe is supremely intelligent and has My gift of making people agree with My every thought whether they want to or not, and Dean has My dick. BoyMan Dean wants to simply rape every hole. Now, a part of My Alpha ego shouts, “YES! That’s MY motherfucking Son!” but I control that. He needs no encouragement. I’ve got to tame him a little before I loose Him on the earth.

Of course, at this stage NONE of them understand the importance that a love relationship like Alpha and faggotwife might have for them later so I try to teach them both schools of thought and others but to me those are the 2 real choices. They may have a different view that pleases them but I want them to know what has worked so well for Dad.

Yes, if I didn’t say it sooner,  I’m very proud of ALL My grown seed. It’s been interesting and fun to have My eldest ones living with Me. Although the damned house smells like a fucking locker room where 40 dudes nutted 3 times a day for a month. Ha! jamie and jimmy love it for sure, the little perved fuckholes! Plus, 2 or 3 smoke but its let them deep clean or have the smell and an extra 2 hours a day to shoot them full of cum.

Then, before I could even react, Master Dino added this:

faggot I almost forgot to tell you while I’ve been writing jamie has been showing jimmy how to suck his father’s hard cock. My issue has just swallowed the 1st load it ever rubbed its clit thinking about. It ate it Father’s cum. I’ll let you wonder and dream about whether I’m about to fuck and breed My own offspring. You perverted fucking faggots, making Me want to pour My FUCKING HUGE LOAD INTO MY hole that I created. I AM ALIVE AND LIFE IS FUCKING FANTASTIC!!!

I don’t even know what to say about that last part. To my knowledge Master Dino has NOT fucked his faggot son, but he sounds awfully close to doing it, doesn’t he?

Jamie also echoed his Master’s thoughts about Dean to me:

Oh Sam, of you could SEE DEAN. He looks like he’s 18 and the biggest hellion of all the Boys. He has this wildness in His eyes and you can SMELL testosterone whenever He is near. (He reminds me more of Daddy than any of the Boys) He’s very quiet, intelligent, and kinda scary but its a good scary-at least to faggots. Dean is the one who at age 3 refused to wear any clothing and discovered it felt good to rub his penis. He never stopped. This Boy always knew He was supposed rule, even before He knew what that meant. At age five Dean was found outside with two neighbor kids, one boy one girl. They were 7 and 8 years old respectively and Dean had them taking turns putting His ‘wee-wee’ in their mouths. He didn’t know why, He just KNEW that’s what He wanted so He forced them-at 5 years old! Daddy always knew Dean was going to be the one hardest to handle but i suspect He will be proudest of Dean in the end.

After all of that, Master Dino wanted to extend some advice to Alphas and faggots everywhere that I found strangely touching.

I’m sure My life amazes, shocks,  and even draws one to envy, I’m sure. So I’m  gonna lay some shit down for you faggots and maybe an Alpha or two. I believe that if you are a superior Alpha you can teach your faggot to respond and react to anything you do, any move you make. It becomes automatic and you’ll appreciate that at times, if you’re like me, and don’t speak when irritated.  Its heaven to look at My hole and it knows what I want instantly.

For this level of service I allow it a bit if freedom. I know cages are all the rage right now and while I LOVE many sexual things the act of an Alpha cumming is an awesome and spectacular thing. The excuse for caging is so faggots concentrate on their pussy being their sex organ but ya gotta milk the fuckers or let them cum. Let me tell you all something,  MY hole cums every single time I do and any other time I desire it. It makes me proud that I can speak one sentence or sometimes surprise it with, say a mouthful of my spit, and it cums, never stopping any service, never touching its clitdick. It means a little around My dick in its throat and continues. What harm is it doing having a few seconds of extra pleasure, knowing its God just made the cunt drip?

As I said before, if you cant control YOUR fucking property and command your faggot to behave in this manner then it isn’t the hole that’s the problem.

Also I love My pussyboy but I don’t wanna see its little thing. It wears a jockstrap to hide the nub and accentuate what we Men want to see. I smoke. My faggot smoked when we met.  I saw no reason to reward it by making it mine and then punishing it for a human habit. So My dicklicker has some freedoms for a little respite from Daddy’s demands. Even though it LOVES and NEEDS My dominance even faggots need a few minutes to themselves. But Mine also knows that since it has that tiny bit it had BETTER follow every word I say to the letter or punishment will be necessary. And even Daddy’s not fond of disciplining His cumhole too harshly. That’s just one Alpha’s rules. There’s no harm in cages, I’d just rather My faggot do without the hassle. And maybe I’m a softie, I did make My hole My wife, My property. 

I’m sure the chastity purists out there will vehemently disagree with Master Dino on the above thoughts on the use of chastity devices (I’ve become a purist over the last two years), but he makes a very valid argument. Of course, Master Dino married his faggot, so the dynamic might be quite different from the typical Alpha/fag tryst.

So those are the bare bones of the story of Master Dino’s household over the last couple of frantic months. Honestly, they have both written so much to me over the last two weeks that I could probably assemble it into a small book.

Speaking of volumes, check out this pic of Master Dino’s cumshot he sent me:

I might try to assemble another post out of some of their other writings highlighting the great love and respect underlying their marriage. Honestly, it’s breathtaking to hear them talk about each other separately, so clearly Alpha and faggot (and not equal in any way) yet deeply respectful of the place each one inhabits in the life of the other. I think seeing how hard Jamie has worked to satisfy the needs (sexual and domestic) of his three Alpha sons while also teaching his own faggot son how to please Men has really impressed Master Dino in ways even he couldn’t anticipate.

I know I’m impressed. I’m impressed, dazed, and bewildered by the whole crazy family!

Thank you, Master Dino and my loyal brother Jamie!

P.S. I’ve been informed that Master Dino’s sons are aware of this site and Jamie thinks they have been reading some of it, so they very well might come across this post about them. In that case, I just want to thank Masters Chad, Joe, and Dean and my faggot brother Jimmy for sharing your discovery of truth!