This post is part of a thread following the development of a straight Alpha from Montreal named Simon, a friend of Master Jin. CLICK HERE to read these posts in chronological order!

It’s hard to overstate the effect Master Jin and his first faggot Chin have had on countless lives and on this website. When Master Jin first reached out to me sometime late in 2019, he was a straight college student curious about owning his dorm roommate Chin. After taking ownership of Chin, he mentored three straight Alpha teammates on his university soccer team to own fags as well. All the while, Master Jin used his loyal fag Chin to service each straight Alpha, demonstrating to them all the pleasure of owning a personal faggot.

Years later, Master Jin has graduated and moved to Montreal with his fags to become a successful doctor. But that practice hasn’t stopped him from his most valuable work: teaching his straight Alphas about hierarchy and the ownership of faggots!

Master Jin still likes to play soccer recreationally, and this summer he met a teammate named Simon. Master Jin instantly recognized Simon was an Alpha brother, and as he learned more about Simon, he sensed that Simon needed to learn the truth about his life!

I’m so proud to present Master Jin and Chin’s latest masterpiece of Alpha mentorship! Listen to Master Jin’s latest experience:

As promised, I thought I would finally put together what happened that summer with my buddy Simon. Looking back on it now, it’s quite a story.

To give you some context, Simon is a good friend of mine. He has always considered himself completely straight. He’s also a very good soccer player and plays and trains with our team.

That summer, Simon broke up with his girlfriend of four years. Between his busy work schedule and all the training, he was having a hard time meeting anyone. One Sunday afternoon, over a couple of beers, he confided in me that he was incredibly horny since his girlfriend had moved out.

I teased him and gently suggested that perhaps he should consider something he’d never thought about before.

Simon immediately became defensive.

“I’m straight.”

I told him that experimenting didn’t necessarily change how he saw himself and that he might be surprised by what he discovered if he kept an open mind. He laughed it off, but I could tell I’d planted a seed.

There was another reason I felt comfortable suggesting it.

Chin is my caged submissive and has been wearing a chastity cage for several years as part of our arrangement. He’s not my boyfriend or partner; our relationship is based on the dynamic we’ve established between us. Chin is completely comfortable with his role and has always been very good at putting people at ease.

Simon knew Chin, but he didn’t really understand the nature of our arrangement.

The following week, after our afternoon training session, it was obvious Simon was still frustrated and lonely. I invited him back to my place for a beer and some barbecue.

When Chin came home that evening, he was still dressed in his gym clothes. He was wearing a tight pair of spandex shorts, and the outline of his cage was clearly visible.

Simon noticed it almost immediately.

His eyes flicked downward before quickly returning to Chin’s face. He looked at me, then back at Chin, as if trying to work out what exactly he was seeing.

Chin, meanwhile, was completely relaxed.

“You’re kidding me,” Simon eventually said quietly.

Chin just laughed.

That seemed to break the tension. Simon was clearly fascinated, but he wasn’t nearly as uncomfortable as he had been when we’d first talked about the idea.

After we’d talked for a while, I excused myself and gave them some privacy. I trusted Chin completely, and I knew Simon was curious but also uncertain.

They spent some time talking privately. Chin reassured Simon that there was no pressure and that Simon could stop at any point.

When I returned about ten minutes later, the atmosphere had changed.

Simon was quiet and visibly embarrassed, while Chin seemed completely relaxed.

I didn’t ask for details, and Simon didn’t offer them. I didn’t need to. There was something different in Simon’s expression. The nervousness was still there, but it was mixed with curiosity, excitement and, surprisingly, relief.

Later, Simon admitted that the hardest part hadn’t really been what happened. It was deciding whether he was actually going to allow himself to find out what he was curious about.

Once he’d made that decision, the uncertainty seemed much easier to deal with.

A few days later, Simon and I were talking about everything that had happened. He was still trying to make sense of the different relationship dynamics he’d suddenly been exposed to.

I decided to show him Hierarchy University. At first he was skeptical, but his curiosity quickly got the better of him. He started asking questions and looking at the different ideas and relationship dynamics on the site.

I told him he didn’t have to adopt anything he saw there. He could simply look, think about it and decide for himself what interested him.

That seemed to make a difference.

 *****

What happened that evening didn’t disappear when Simon left my house.

If anything, it opened a door.

Over the next few weeks, Simon became increasingly comfortable talking to me about his feelings. He still insisted that he was straight, but there wasn’t quite the same certainty behind it anymore.

Then something happened that surprised even me.

Simon met a guy of his own.

This time, I had nothing to do with it. Simon had found him himself, and that was significant.

He wasn’t simply experimenting because I’d suggested it or because he was lonely after his breakup. He was making his own choices.

At first, he kept things fairly quiet. But gradually, the guy became a regular part of his life.

Simon seemed happier and more relaxed. The constant need to explain himself seemed to disappear.

Then, only a few weeks later, he told me that his new guy was moving in with him.

I remember thinking about our conversation earlier that summer.

Simon had once been so determined to tell me that he was completely straight. Now he had voluntarily invited another man into his home and, more importantly, into his life.

He still didn’t seem particularly interested in labels.

Maybe he didn’t need one.

Perhaps the biggest change wasn’t who Simon was attracted to. It was that he had stopped being afraid of discovering something new about himself.

 *****

Then, last weekend, Simon told me something that made me smile.

He had introduced his new partner to chastity.

Apparently, what Simon had seen in my arrangement with Chin had stayed with him. He’d been fascinated by Chin’s confidence and by the dynamic between us, and now Simon had decided to introduce something similar into his own relationship.

It struck me as almost funny how much had changed in such a short time.

A few months earlier, Simon had been sitting across from me insisting that he was completely straight and would never consider anything outside the life he’d always known.

Now he was living with a male partner and had created a relationship dynamic that, in some ways, echoed the one he’d first encountered with Chin.

I teased him about it.

He just laughed.

“Don’t start,” he said.

But there was no defensiveness in his voice this time.

That was perhaps the biggest change of all.

Simon wasn’t trying to explain himself anymore.

He had stopped worrying about what any of it was supposed to mean and had simply found something that worked for him and his partner.

And as I watched him laughing about it, I couldn’t help thinking back to that first Sunday afternoon over beers.

All it took was one conversation to plant the seed.

Simon had done the rest himself.

See what I’m saying about Master Jin? His power and wisdom are beyond comprehension. He understands the Alpha/faggot dynamic so well, and why fags are so important in the lives of straight Alphas.

Master Jin is also a fearless innovator. He’s the one who invented the rule among his Alpha friends that faggots must always be in chastity, and he’s also the one who learned about milking faggots (which he also taught to his Alpha brothers).

There is nobody better for Master Simon to learn from than Master Jin!

But let’s not forget the skill and tact of my brother Chin! He has been the one to introduce fag service to all of Master Jin’s straight friends, and Chin has a success rate of 100%! In fact, I dedicated a post to Chin titled “The Tree Of Chin” in which I traced all of the Alphas and fags who have found fulfillment because of Chin’s skill and obedience! Here’s the newly-updated illustration:

I’m going to make the tree a damned Redwood if Chin keeps going like this!

However, it serves to illustrate how one faggot can make a meaningful difference by simply submitting and serving! I’m very proud of him!

I also want to emphasize that Master Simon initially became interested in faggots when he saw Chin in his chastity cage! How many times have I said that straight Alphas become fascinated and sexually-aroused when they see us in chastity??? A billion?

You can tell Master Simon is a true Alpha by how quickly he went out and enslaved his own faggot, immediately locking it in chastity! Alphas rarely wait to take what they want!

Faggot ownership is a right that all Alphas possess from birth. In fact, faggots only exist to serve the needs of straight Alphas and make them more powerful. Sadly, most straight Alphas don’t know this or deny themselves.

I’m so glad Master Jin and his faggot Chin ONCE AGAIN mentored another straight Alpha and helped him ascend to greater power!

Thank you, Master Jin, as well as his two good boys, my brothers Chin and Lee! May you always be guiding lights!

Always,

sam the faggot

The following post is part of a thread chronicling the awakening and ascension of Master Anthony, the straight Alpha cousin of Master Anthony! CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!

One of the greatest and most unexpected privileges of running this site over the years has been the opportunity it provides me to teach and guide straight Alphas to discover the profound pleasure and power that they receive by owning and using faggots. It reminds me of my days serving as the first faggot to a number of straight Alphas in my past. My role now is just as satisfying, but different ways. In my previous role, I served and got to witness how my submission transformed those straight Alphas day-by-day. Now, I work in a more personal way, and I’m able to understand the mental/emotional changes these straight Alphas go through as they delve more deeply into hierarchical truth through their fags.

The even better part of my efforts to teach straight Alphas these truths is the fact that, once they embrace faggot ownership, they start sharing it with their Alpha brothers. That’s what happened with Master Jin and the Alphas in Toronto, and that’s what happened with Master Anthony and his best Alpha friend Master Henri.

And now Master Anthony has done it again with his Alpha cousin Master Arthur!

I must tell you that I was impressed with Master Arthur from the beginning. Every time I hear from him, I feel an electrical charge in his words and actions. He’s cut from the same genetic cloth as his God Alpha cousin, and I sense that Master Arthur is going to become just that powerful. He’s still learning … but he’s learning FAST!

I’ve been begging Master Arthur for an update for a few weeks now, ever since he wrote and said he had news to report, He finally did that today, and it’s another dose of pure Alpha adrenaline:

Hey sam the faggot!

I’m finally able to reply to you! I’ve been planning to write to you for a long time, but new things kept happening to me and I can never seem to find the time or the patience to recount everything!

The day after my last story, as expected, my gym buddy Gabin came round to my flat to bring me my washed gym clothes. I’d planned how to welcome him. The door was open, and I was relaxing on my sofa, in my underwear, with my bare feet up on the coffee table. When he arrived, I said, “At last! I hope you’ve worked well! Go and pack them away over there.” He was fascinated by my feet, it was so funny! He was completely flustered! So when he’d finished tidying up, I said, “You’re a good boy. You know what? If you want, you can have a taste of my feet.” I burst out laughing at the look of sheer astonishment on his face! “Go on! I know you’re dying to!” 

He hesitated for a few seconds, his eyes fixed on my feet, practically drooling. And then he pounced on them like a starving man! On his knees, he licked my feet vigorously like a dog! It was so fun! So empowering! He licked and kissed my feet for a good half an hour. I forbade him from going any higher than my ankles and had to stop him, as I think he would have carried on for ages!  My dick was so hard, but I didn’t want to reward him too much right away. He mumbled his thanks when I kicked him out of my place! 

Other things have happened since then. Starting with Nicolas, my subordinate from the office. (By the way, I refer to him as my subordinate because that’s what he is at my workplace. But he’s now my slave as well!) One afternoon, I rang him on his work phone. When he said, “Yes, boss?”, I replied with a curt order: “At my feet. Now.” and hung up. He came running to my office! I told him to close the door and, without even looking at him, I said, “My shoes. Clean them.” He threw himself on the floor and licked my shoes meticulously while I worked, a big smile on my face. When I decided they were clean enough, I kicked him and told him to clear off, still without looking at him. As he left, he said, “At your service, if you need anything!” “I know.”

After that, I spent the weekend with some friends. Nothing too significant, except that while we were having a pizza-beer-TV night, I noticed that one of them often sat on the floor at my feet. I put my feet on his shoulders, and he didn’t flinch. I think I’ll deal with him when I get the chance!

But the following week was craaaazy! I love the way Nicolas treats me at the office. He’s always been shy and respectful, but now I feel that he’s eager to please me. Starting Monday, he began bringing me my coffee in the morning without me even asking. Always ready, always fawning. “Is there anything I can do for you, boss?” I don’t even thank him, I don’t look at him, I just wave him away. But he stays ready to obey my every command! 

So every now and then, when I need to relax a little between work sessions, I send him a curt message ordering him to come, and he rushes over. To lick my shoes, massage my feet… or suck my dick! I say, “On your knees,” and he knows what to do. I’m getting more and more aggressive when I fuck his throat, and I love it! He swallows all my cum like he’s dying of thirst! And he keeps coming back for more! It feels so good!

And then there’s still Gabin at the gym. When I went back there, he was really embarrassed about having licked my feet like a dog, and he asked me if we could just move on… But I made it clear to him that there was no going back! During my entire workout, I had him carry my towel and water bottle, fill up the bottle, dry me off, and wipe down my machines… And finally, sniff my armpits! Later that week, it happened again. But this time, at the end, I told him to follow me into the shower to soap me up. He was very embarrassed and hesitant, so I gave him a stern look, and he followed me after glancing around to make sure no one was there. 

In the shower, I had him lather my legs and feet while I washed my head. I was rock hard, and he was avoiding looking my cock. So I told him, “Wash my dick. And do a good job, because after this, you’re going to suck it!” He gave me a shocked look, then did as I said. Then I grabbed his head and fucked his throat! Oh fuck, the look in his eyes! So pleading! I felt like I could read in his eyes, “Am I doing this right, sir?” I was stroking his hair and whispering, “That’s good, good boy. You’re made for this. You love my dick, don’t you?” He nodded! Damn! Looking a guy right in the eyes while he’s got my dick in his mouth is one of the most intense feelings I’ve ever experienced!

After that, I decided to give him some other chores. Not just washing and bringing me my clothes, like last time, but also doing my grocery shopping for me. “You know what? I’m sick of running to the store. Won’t you be a good boy and do it for me?” He eagerly agreed! He left with my stuff, and I texted him my orders. And when he came over the next day, he had my clean clothes and my groceries! So cool! I made him put everything away, then I took off my socks. “I know a good dog who’s earned his treat!” This time, I kept my feet on the ground, and it was so thrilling to see him on his belly sucking my toes! Then I throat-fucked again, more aggressively than in the shower. He left thrilled! And I was even more so! And by the way, we didn’t mention reimbursing the cost of the groceries, so those were tributes from him!

You know what? I think that’s enough news for now. I still have a lot to tell you, I’ll try not to take so long to send you the rest! When you send me your post, be sure to CC Anthony again! I’ve shared bits and pieces with him over the phone and via text, but I want him to see my story on your site! 

Sees you soon, boy!

Master Arthur

Everything about this update is perfect. This is the exact kind of progression Master Anthony took on his ascent to the top of hierarchy! The confidence already on display is staggering!

One of the early skills that fascinate straight Alphas is the manipulation of inferiors (but mainly faggots) through the power of their feet. Straight Alphas cannot understand why fags love their feet, but they love how powerful they feel to be worshiped in such a lowly, debasing way. As Master Arthur mentions, he loved seeing Gabin on his stomach worshiping his feet. It’s a pure power play, and Master Arthur’s rock hard cock is proof enough that it turns him on despite being straight.

And that’s the point: straight Alphas use faggots sexually, not because they’re secretly gay, but because they are filled with POWER!

One of the other ways Master Arthur is progressing like Master Anthony in the way he’s rapidly integrating faggots into all aspects of his life. In fact, I think Master Arthur is embracing it more fully and more rapidly than Master Anthony did! He already owns faggots at work, he owns a domestic faggot, he owns a faggot for gym/shower duties, and a faggot that is tributing financially to him and performing tasks! That’s a huge integration of faggots into his life, and he’s doing it all with a wonderful sense of adventure!

You know, God Alphahood is difficult to predict, and it’s certainly not meant for every Alpha. But if I hop on Kalshi and bet on it, my money would be on Master Arthur reaching God Alphahood. His confident use of his dominance and his fearlessness make him the perfect owner of faggots. I can already see him owning in-house fags like Master Anthony, and using them in front of his women as a flex.

I’m so grateful to Master Arthur for catching me up! I cannot wait to hear from him again!

The following post is part of a thread chronicling the development of a married beta-sub named Pete who was raised hierarchically by his Alpha father and grandfather, and is submissive to this three sons. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!

I’ve carried some crazy true stories on this site over the years, but the story of a beta-sub named Pete being groomed by his family of Alphas (including his Alpha sons!) into becoming a faggot is one of the most mind-boggling.

In previous posts, we learned about how Pete was raised by an Alpha father and grandfather to celebrate masculinity and hierarchy. Boys never wore clothes, because the male body was embraced as perfect and praiseworthy.

Pete has three teen sons who are largely being raised by his Dad and grandfather as Alphas, and these three sons accept that their father Pete is a faggot to be owned. By them.

In this latest update, we start to see the larger Alpha pack that Pete’s father and grandfather have built, and how his sons are becoming part of it.

READ ON:

It’s been awhile. Had a great August and September. Eventful.

Boys are good. Football season and the older boys have girlfriends.

All the boys had football through August, though they had a week off. The two older boys had the same week and spent in alone at the lake house with friends and girl friends came over for a couple of days.

The youngest had a different week off. My dad took him and some friends to the lake house. Like the older boys they had chores to do. Dad dropped in on them a couple of times. He was proud of how calm and in control Danny was. The leader, but not bossy or bullying. Gracious. They spent a lot of time naked, swimming, hiking, mowing. They jacked off together but nothing more.

My brother and I went for a long road trip. Great seeing the country. Fucking. Occasionally we’d meet up with guys my brother knows. Fun. 

My brother told me that my dad’s poker buddies didn’t meet a couple times a month to play cards but to fuck young women and young men that they had met online and set up play dates. I’ve known these guys all of my life. My brother said that he and a couple of the other guys’ sons had been invited to join in. My brother asked me if I ever wanted to join in. I did want to. This whole faggotry thing, helped and guided by your website has changed my sexual focus. My brother told me to ask Dad if I could join it. He was a little surprised, asked me if I was sure, and did I know that I’d be participating as a cunt. Yep.

So… I joined dad and the guys out for beers (dad had told me to clean out). Dad told them that he’d been training a faggot and he was now ready. He described how he trained a willing straight man into accepting his place under real men.  He went into a lot of details that didn’t happen with me. We went upstairs from the pub to the hotel room. Dad told the guys to make themselves comfortable and the stripped to their shorts. And dad told me to take off my clothes. All of them. He slipped a leather dog collar around my neck (my first time) and he began to flick my little dick and with lube finger my cunt going from my ass to my mouth and back. It was a fun evening. Afterwards the guys were all nice and complimentary to my dad with his training.

I’ve joined them two more times. Each time with one or two other guys, mostly their sons who are my age and have known forever.

In August, my youngest son’s football coach (he’d coached the other two boys when they were younger) asked me to come to the locker room after practice, he wanted to talk to me and Danny.  I always pick my son after practice, after the team meeting and after the boys shower, this time I went in. Good team huddle with the coaches going over the day’s practice and the next day’s. I stood around chatting with the coaches while the boys showered and left.

My son and I sat across the coach’s desk from him.  He told what a valuable player my son is and important to the team. His leadership was crucial. Rarely had a player so gifted and so gifted at leading and leading the boys towards being men. He praised me, my two older sons and my dad for how Danny was developing. He said that it would be great if avoided girls and all of their entanglement.  I agreed.

“Good. But he’s a boy and boys his age are horny,” Coach said. I smiled and looked at Danny who didn’t take his eyes off the coach. “Boys need outlets.” Long silence. “Danny and your dad say that you’ve been helping out.” Thanks, I said. 

“Stand up. Let me see?” See what? I was in Levis and a baggy T. He had me turn a couple of times. “Take off your shirt. Good, you’re in good shape. Take off the rest of your clothes.”
I did. I’ve been smooth for over a year, from the neck down.

“Nice. Is he a good fuck?” The coach asked Danny. Danny said I was. “Good.” 

The coach thoroughly inspected me while Danny he watched. Coach made comments, gave my son suggestions in training his faggot.

Coach asked Danny if he would share his faggot with him. Danny said, of course. He was clearly puffed by coach’s praise and attention.

Coach said that he would always ask permission first. I wasn’t consulted.

Coach told me to jack off onto his desk and then told me to eat it up. Then he had me do it again, and slurp it up again. Then again and a final time where I didn’t produce much.  “See how cute it’s little clit is now? Little and soft. Very nice. Cute,” and he fondled my dick and balls.

Since then the coach has fucked and played with me several times.

My dad joined in a couple of times. Apparently coach was one of his fuckboys that he shared with his friends when coach was in college and after. Now, when coach joins them he’s a dominant top.

Coach also is into getting rimmed, and a little into shit. Scat. I’m used to my own having had to clean off cocks that fucked me when I hadn’t had a chance to clean out first. It never bothered me. Coach would have me deep clean his crack and man-hole and sometimes there would some last remains and a couple of times he pushed out a last little nugget for me to eat. He likes making out with me with the taste of his hole on my lips and tongue.

Also, I been trying some everyday faggotry. 
I’ve complimented guy’s bulges and VPLs. They clearly are flaunting. I told a college age kid a couple of days ago at Kroger’s that he had a great penis.

“You like that?” He smiled.
“I do.”
“Good boy,” and he tapped my little dick through my mesh shorts.

At the gym sauna an older guy was complaining how sore and stiff he was. He was clearly somewhat dominant or at least very confident in how he behaved. I offered to give him a backrub right there. A hot sweaty back rub. Both of us naked. Other guys came in and talked with us while I rubbed him.

Finally he left and said that sometime we should do it again, and more. I gave him my phone number.

At home, the boys, my brother and dad exercise dominance when they’re in the mood.

I had no idea how much I would grow to love having a cock in me. I love the taste, but especially love getting fucked.

So… There’s an update,

Pete

IN-FUCKING-SANE!

I have no idea where Pete lives, but it seems like a city full of Alphas!

One thing about Pete’s situation that’s unique is the fact that he was raised by two God Alphas (his grandfather and his father), and those two have built a healthy Alpha pack that all fully embrace Alpha power and purpose. This web of Alpha influence has come to involve the football coach at school, and now Pete’s three sons.

And Pete is the faggot in the middle of that web that they’re training to embrace his purpose!

The Alpha getaways involving faggots aren’t terribly surprising. Straight Alphas do this often (much more than people realize), because those are the few times in our modern world when Alphas can be Men together, flex their power, and do what comes naturally without judgement.

But I was floored by the interaction with Danny’s football coach. First of all, it’s clear that Danny deeply respects his coach, and the coach recognizes Danny’s burgeoning power. There’s a mutual respect between them as Alphas that transcends age.

But then the coach asked Danny permission if he could use his faggot father … WHAT?!? I did not see that coming at all! The fact that Danny (who is like 13/14 years old) commands this level of respect is remarkable! Not only that, but also that the coach and Danny were talking about Pete’s fuckability like Pete was a farm animal up for auction is especially crazy!

Pete’s concluding experience about complimenting the young Alpha on his dick print shows just how much Pete has embraced his faghood. The lessons taught to him by his Alpha family are paying off!

I’m really proud of my brother Pete. A lot is being thrown at him by the powerful Alphas surrounding him, but he’s taking it in stride. I honestly think this volume of use and training would overwhelm most subs.

However, Pete’s training is occurring within a household that fully embraces hierarchical purpose as natural and something to be celebrated. That’s the difference. The many Alphas in Pete’s life view him as naturally inferior, but not disgusting. They recognize that he has a purpose too, albeit one very different from theirs.

And that’s okay.

To that last point, Pete added this final note:

Also, Sam,

I’ve been noticing hierarchy. I’ve noticed dominant sons with their dominant sons and their submissive sons.
I noticed boys becoming dominant and their fathers giving way to them.
I have noticed fathers and sons being equally dominant.

My guess is that none of them have sex together, and that most will never fuck other males.

With my family, it just seems natural. I slid into it easily.

 Pete

Exactly right!

Thank you, Pete, for this amazing and illuminating update!

Love,

sam the faggot

The following post is part of a thread chronicling the life and times of Master Jace, a legendary God Alpha from Los Angeles that I dubbed “California Alpha” when I met him in 2015. He’s a straight Alpha who has been owning fags since the age of 11 years old.

This is paid content accessible on PATREON and SUBSTACK.

When I began writing about hierarchy on Tumblr in July of 2015, my sole intention was to relate my own personal experiences and the theories I had developed from years of seducing and serving straight Alphas. I never thought anyone would read it, let alone find evidence that supported my theories about hierarchy.

But almost immediately I was deluged with questions that I instinctively started to catalogue, and it quickly became clear that I had struck a nerve with a bunch of Alphas and faggots.

And then in September of that year, my blog only a few months old, Master Jace appeared in my inbox and turned the entire blog (and my world) upside-down.

At the time Master Jace was a powerful straight Alpha in his mid-twenties who lived in Los Angeles, California. As a good-looking, muscular young Alpha, it wasn’t surprising to learn that he worked as an executive in Hollywood. However, what was surprising was the vast numbers of faggots he owned directly or remotely all around the world. As our conversations grew more intimate and detailed over the months and years that followed, I discovered in him a kind of counterpoint to my views on hierarchy, albeit from the Alpha perspective. His wealth of knowledge about faggot use and ownership reminded me of the incredible and (sadly) anonymous Tumblr Alpha “str8guy4fags2serve” (whose writings I have preserved on Hierarchy University). I thrilled at his graphic depictions of breeding females for money (as a paid Bull) and all of the ways he would train his personal fags.

I uncreatively dubbed him “California Alpha” as my interviews with him continued.

My readers were just as enthralled with him as I was, and my inbox was constantly stuffed with questions about him. As my relationship with Master Jace grew, he would occasionally trust me with pictures and little glimpses into his personal life that I dutifully kept to myself. Honestly, it was one of the most exhilarating relationships I built during those early years of the site.

Then Master Jace began to tell me about his purchase of a large, abandoned winery outside L.A. that he planned as an Alpha retreat and, as he playfully called it, “a fag farm”. When I first revealed Master Jace’s plans for this fag farm, my Tumblr site blew up. Faggots from around the world clamored for an opportunity to serve Master Jace and his Alpha brothers at this fag farm. Alphas who heard about this fag farm were envious and eager to visit it as well.

At one point Master Jace offered me an opportunity to serve as the fag farm’s head faggot, but the timing in my own life wasn’t right.

And then in 2021 – Master Jace disappeared!

I reached out again and again, but there was no answer. I searched my notes to see if there was something I said that made him abandon me. I had no explanation. People would write to me and ask questions about him, and I would hang my head in shame like an abused puppy and admit that he wasn’t talking to me anymore. It was like losing an arm and being haunted by a phantom limb.

But this story has a happy ending. In the last few days I’ve reconnected with Master Jace! His life and his plans have changed a little bit, but he remains in power as always! I’ve been so happy to have his glorious Alpha radiance shining upon me once again (although he claims he never stopped watching over me)!

So I’m in the process of restoring and republishing all of Master Jace’s extensive thread to my platform! It’s going to be paywalled, but I promise it’s going to be worth it!

CALIFORNIA ALPHA HAS RETURNED!!

PREPARE YOURSELVES!!

This video illustrates why Alphas love it when their cocksuckers choke: IT FEELS GOOD TO THEM!

Watch God Alpha @geoscarxxx’s face every time @tight_ho1e chokes! His eyes roll back with pleasure!

And that’s all that matters!

While I was locked up for two years I did a lot of reading and studying. I did some deep dives into literature on manifestation and other self-help guides. I read some fiction and non-fiction, a few of which changed my life. And I also did a lot of studying of religious texts, primarily the Bible and the Qur’an.

My study of the Qur’an helped me understand how Muhammad twisted what he learned from early “Christians” of the 7th century, reciting from faulty memory what those apostate Christians had told him about God and Jesus. This led to a great rejection of that false teaching.

I already knew Islam was not the right religion because I have extensively studied the Bible throughout parts of my life since the age of five. I know it very well, so well that even as a kid I confounded priests and deacons. 

But with this particular study of the Bible I set out to find evidence of hierarchy in its ancient verses. And, as you might expect, I found it.

So I want to take topics one at a time, including supporting Scriptures for my points.

ARE ALPHAS BIBLICAL?

The Bible is teeming with evidence of Alphas and Alphahood. From terrible Destroyer Alphas like Goliath or King Saul, to powerful and brave Alphas like Judge Samson or Jacob. I’ll focus on a couple.

King David is described as an Alpha from birth. Listen to the way he is described at 1 Samuel 16: 18: “Look! I have seen how a son of Jesʹse the Bethʹle·hem·ite plays skillfully, and he is a courageous, mighty warrior. He can speak well, and he is handsome, and Jehovah is with him.”

David the shepherd boy was anointed King. Throughout his life David did things other males could not, like strike down mighty Goliath with a slingshot, or have a long string of successes in battle. 

In addition, other Alphas submitted themselves to him and dedicated their lives to him. Primary among these was Jonathan, King Saul’s son. He immediately recognized David as God’s favored one and humbly submitted to him. Notice Jonathan’s reaction upon meeting David: “As soon as David had finished speaking to Saul, Jonʹa·than and David became bound together in close friendship, and Jonʹa·than began to love him as himself … And Jonʹa·than and David made a covenant, because he loved him as himself.” (1 Samuel 18: 1,3)

Notice what David sang about Jonathan after Jonathan was killed in battle: “I am distressed over you, my brother Jonʹa·than; You were very dear to me. More wonderful was your love to me than the love of women.” (2 Samuel 1: 26). I’ll let you come to your own conclusions on that final sentiment.

The Apostle Paul is one of the Bible’s great redemption stories, as well as an interesting story from my time behind bars. You see, I became well-known in prison for my emphasis on Alphas and my interviews with various Alphas. I was once interviewing a hugely-muscular white Alpha named Jeven about his Alphahood. Jeven was extremely religious, and it wasn’t some fake, in-prison conversion like so many others I encountered there. His was sincere. 

During our discussion Jeven asked me who I thought was the greatest Alpha in the Bible. I replied “Jesus”, of course. Jeven told me his choice was Paul, and I found that revelatory. Paul is such a terrific choice because Paul was fearless both as a Pharisee as well as a converted Christian. He led the first-century Christian faith, traveling vast distances and working tirelessly to build up the weak. But when confronted with liars and apostates, Paul thundered courageously against them. Aside from Jesus himself, Paul was a critical leader during an unsure time.

Jesus is the ultimate Alpha, the greatest human who ever lived. Much of that comes from the fact that he wasn’t entirely human since he is God’s Son. As the Bible makes plain, Jesus was unique among all earthly life forms in that he was transferred from heavenly life to the womb of Mary by God, so he was perfect. This perfection (and God’s blessing) gave Jesus extraordinary power and the deepest wisdom. 

Jesus was the greatest Protector Alpha to ever live, healing the weak, sick, and crippled with compassion. Ultimately, Jesus sacrificed his life so that many might receive forgiveness and eventually be resurrected. No other Man has left the impact Jesus has on the entire world despite living only 33.5 years. That track record of Alphahood is hard to beat! 

ARE FAGGOTS IN THE BIBLE?

While the Bible doesn’t specifically discuss sub males or faggots specifically (for obvious reasons), there is one class of males mentioned occasionally that might be relevant to discuss: EUNUCHS. 

Here is the typical definition of a eunuch: a boy or man who has had his testicles removed or has been castrated. In all likelihood, the Bible is using this definition when it uses the word. 

However, the eunuchs mentioned in the Bible were ones used within kingdoms as escorts or representatives of female royalty (like Ethiopian Queen Candace’s personal eunuch mentioned in Acts chapter 8) much the way modern-day faggots “serve” strong women today (the so-called “fag hags”). These eunuchs, though denied the power reserved for complete Men, were able to maintain relevance by clinging to powerful women. These eunuchs were trusted, of course, because they were physically impotent. 

But it’s Jesus’s own words about eunuchs that gives us our most complete Biblical view of these failed and inferior males. At Matthew 19: 12 Jesus says:

“For there are eunuchs who were born that way, and there are eunuchs who were made eunuchs by Men, and there are eunuchs who have made themselves eunuchs on account of the Kingdom of the heavens. Let the one who can make room for it make room for it.”

Although it’s hardly reasonable to think that Jesus was advocating for males to submit themselves as faggots, Jesus was clearly recognizing that different classes of males exist, and eunuchs were the lowest class, one left sexless and only useful as a servant/slave. 

THE MASTER/SLAVE RELATIONSHIP IN THE BIBLE

One of the modern-day criticisms of the Bible is its apparent condoning of slavery. Critics often condemn the God of the Bible as a Being who pushed slavery or approved of it. However, this in an uneducated view of the slavery outlined by God in the Bible. 

The slavery arrangement God prescribed for His people in the Bible was originally a way for debtors to have protection while they worked off debts, Due to mankind’s fallen condition, God knew that Men would be inclined to enslave their weaker neighbors (hierarchy once again), so the provision was designed to shape that inevitable outcome (much like God’s eventual allowance of divorce under limited circumstances).

When the Jews received the Mosaic Law, there were pages and pages of laws governing the ownership of both slaves and work animals. Most of these laws protected the slaves from abuse, because ultimately God is described as someone who hates the slavery and imprisonment of humans. 

But there is one law embedded into the Mosaic Law that has relevance to our current understanding of the natural Master/faggot relationaship:

“But if the slave should insist and say, ‘I love my master, my wife, and my sons; I do not want to be set free,’ his master must bring him before the true God. Then he will bring him up against the door or the doorpost, and his master will pierce his ear through with an awl, and he will be his slave for life.” (Genesis 21: 5,6)

Isn’t that amazing? It’s laid out in black and white in the Bible … the love a slave has for its Master, its choosing a life of servitude over freedom! God put in a provision so that an inferior male can submit his life in service to a superior Man, even giving direction on a piercing to symbolize its owned status! Extraordinary! 

Like I said at the outset, the Bible doesn’t contain much specifically about Alphas and faggots and their relation to one another, but the Bible is clearly a very hierarchical book. This shouldn’t be surprising given that it is written for fallen mankind, and mankind absolutely lives by hierarchical rules. 

Will it ever be different? The Bible promises that, but it certainly hasn’t happened yet!

The following post is part of a thread chronicling the awakening and ascension of Master Anthony, the straight Alpha cousin of Master Anthony! CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!

When I received Master Arthur’s electrifying email regarding his impressions of hierarchy and his place in it, I knew for a certainty that I would soon hear back from him with even greater feats of domination. The vast power that smart straight Alphas perceive when they first learn about hierarchy proves to be irresistible to them. They need more of it.

This is the critical First Step that a straight Alpha must take if he is to ever experience the fullness and the richness of his power and dominion

Many straight Alphas do eventually take those steps (sometimes secretly) as they crave more focused worship, which is why this site exists today. As a faggot who was blessed to be the First Faggot for at least five straight Alphas, I have watched this dance these straight Alphas do as they weigh the pros and cons of faggot use and ownership. They can usually be broken down into two categories: the “THINKERS” and the “ACTION-TAKERS”. The “thinkers” spend a lot of time dipping their toes into the waters of sexual contact/experimentation with faggots while also trying to gauge if its’ changing their sexuality. On the other hand, the “action-takers” don’t give a fuck about what anybody else thinks …. they immediately try whatever they want and take in all of the glory and power faggots provide.

I think its’ safe to say that Master Arthur, like his cousin Master Anthony, is most definitely an action-taker!

It definitely helps that Master Arthur was already subconsciously manipulating faggots prior to being enlightened. He was following the Natural Order and flexing his power over inferiors all of his life. He just didn’t know exactly how it felt to be an ALPHA KING rather than simply an Alpha. But now that he’s learned this vital Alpha truth, he seems to be completely unleashed.

Here is the letter Earth’s newest King sent to me today:

Boy,

Your post is great! That’s definitily okay for you to call me Master haha! When I was at the beach villa with Anthony and his lackey, Fabien called me “my Lord” to avoid any confusion between us and I loved that, but I’m certainly going to love being called Master by my own slaves! 

Actually, I already went a step further with those two guys I told you about. My subordinate at the office, Nicolas, and my workout buddy, Gabin. By the way, when I talked to Anthony about them, he said “Come on, bro! They’re literaly begging at your feet to serve you! All you have to do is pick them and make them your slaves!” So I definitely didn’t want to fall further behind him! Yesterday, I once again had Nicolas massage my feet on the coffe table in my office. Then I got up and said to him “How much do you want to suck my dick?” He blushed and stammered “A lot, Sir…” So I ordered him “Get on your knees”. I locked the door to my office, pulled my dick out of my pants, and fucked his throat! I LOVED it! He was so eager to please me and to take it all the way! I filled his mouth with cum, and he swallowed it all. Then, I’m not sure why, I spat on him. I guess I just wanted to mark him even more as my property! He looked up at me and said “Thank you so much, Sir…” I told him he was a good boy and he beamed! Boy I felt so good! I freaking love power!

And yesterday afternoon, at the gym, in the locker room, I threw my dirty clothes at Gabin and said, “Doing laundry annoys me, will you do it for me?” He was taken aback, but he quickly replied, “Yes, of course, as you wish! Shall I bring them to your place tomorrow, all clean?” “Absolutely!” And then I added, “You can sniff them if you want!” He chuckled nervously and blusheded. When he brings them over to my place today, I have a feeling I’m going to have some fun with him! Haha!

And the cherry on top? That evening, I was so turned on by what had happened that day that when my girlfriend came over to my place, I fucked her like a bitch! I ordered her to call me Master and she did! I fucked her ass and she didn’t complain! That was SO GOOD! I don’t know exactly yet how I’m going to incorporate her into my new Alpha life, but I feel myself becoming more and more dominant with women. Any thoughts on this? She’s already pretty submissive, since she knows I sleep with whatever women I want when she’s not around, and she’s totally fine with that. On the other hand, she’s not allowed to even flirt with another guy! But I’m wondering if I’ll tell her about my male slaves.

I feel an incredible rush of energy. I want to conquer the world, live in a castle with an army of slaves at my feet to satisfy my every whim, and lots of girls and boys to fuck! It’s like I just discovered what it truly means to be a man after years thinking I was already one! Boy I’m so hard right now, Nicolas is going to take care of that, haha!

Bye, boy!

Master Arthur

THIS is why it’s soooo important for straight Alphas to know the truth about hierarchy and apply it in their lives! Today’s letter from Master Arthur is like a primal howl of power! In just one day he experienced three separate applications of his Alphahood, each one informing him and expanding the field of vision of his “hierarchical third eye”. He’s starting to see through people and instinctively know their need to serve him! This is great!

Already Master Arthur is claiming new fags. By feeding Nicolas his cum, the potent substances in it are now inside Nicolas, altering the fag’s chemistry and making him more submissive. Soon, the faggot will be CRAVING Master Arthur’s cum in ways that he’s not used to seeing from females!

Same goes with Gabin! Two owned faggots under his control just days after learning the truth!

I really loved to hear the detail about fucking and dominating his girlfriend later in the evening! We see this again and again with straight Alphas once they start owning and using faggots. The power is so overwhelming that these straight Alphas, flushed with that power, must truly unleash that dominant energy! It’s like grounding an electrical circuit. Often in findom we see the straight Alphas in that scene rush off to fuck their girlfriends because their cash fags have gotten them so aroused by their tributes!

The final paragraph from Master Arthur is so inspired! I wish I had five bucks for every time a straight Alpha wrote something like that to me! I wouldn’t be flat broke right now, that’s for sure! I’ve heard it from both straight and gay Alphas, and it never stops being so thrilling to me! I love being a part of helping Alphas ascend to their proper place in hierarchy!

I think we can already see a competition brewing between Masters Anthony and Arthur! Right now, Master Anthony has established his God Alpha status based on multiple factors over the last couple of years. However, Alpha mentorship also involves some healthy competition, and I have no doubt Master Arthur can become a truly powerful King just like his younger cousin.

One more thing: this use of the word “lackey” or “subordinate” throws me off. I realize that the French don’t have a clear appreciation for the word “faggot”, but there isn’t a better word than “faggot” to actually capture our essence and role My little brother Titouan is called “pedale”, which is similar in meaning to the word “faggot”. I just think it’s best to use the most derogatory terms to describe the sub males born to serve Alphas, mainly because it reinforces their mindset. I’ve noticed that Master Anthony uses “faggot” much more these days, and I think Fabien responds better to it. Just a quick tip for Alphas out there!

Anyway, I thank Master Arthur for sharing his latest triumphs and his insights! It’s amazing to witness!

Yours,

sam the faggot

The following post is part of a thread chronicling the awakening and ascension of Master Anthony, the straight Alpha cousin of Master Anthony! CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!

It’s something of a sacred moment on this site when another straight Alpha discovers the purpose and uses of faggots. Choruses sing on earth and in heaven while the poorly-constructed foundations of modern society crumble and succumb to the natural order of the universe!

This is how it has always been, and no amount of lies or justifications will ever dull that truth!

I realize I’m something of a fanatical evangelical when it comes to hierarchy, but I’m also someone who has seen hierarchical truth completely transform many ordinary straight Alphas into literal God Alphas with kingdoms spanning the globe! I’ve received many letters from grateful straight Alphas I’ve helped to unlock untold power surging within themselves and all the pleasure and security that comes with it!

And now Master Arthur, the straight cousin of my beloved Master Anthony, has discovered the hierarchical truth of his real destiny! He’ll never be the same!

Prior to a few weeks ago, Master Arthur knew life as a clearly superior Man who had no trouble getting laid or getting people to do favors for him. But then Master Anthony introduced Arthur to his excellent faggot Fabien (with the express purpose of letting his cousin sample faggot worship), and Master Arthur was HOOKED!

The other day Fabien directed Master Arthur to this site, and, after devouring a bunch material, he sent me one of the most amazing introductory emails I’ve ever received! Read what he wrote:

Hey! You’re that Sam boy, right?

I’m Anthony’s older cousin. I just spent hours browsing your website… It’s all so crazy! Especially the stories about Tony! I never would have imagined how all that happened with his slave Fabien! All this stuff about hierarchy really resonates with me, and yet I had no idea that this whole culture even existed… I’ve always been a pretty dominant guy and I do like subduing some dudes here and there, but I did not fully realize that some of you boys were actually debasing yourselves that low to serve a man! Do you willingly give up all pride and self-respect just to please someone you see as better than you? That’s crazy. And awesome!

But then again, none of this seems implausible to me since my vacation with Tony and his lackey. How I loved having a slave at our mercy all this time! The funny thing is that Fabien doesn’t even look like a fag, he’s a pretty strong handsome guy. But gosh the lever of pure devotion in his eyes when he was sucking my cock! I felt like I could literaly ask him anything to make me happy and he would do it right away! Well, he might have asked Tony first. Boy does he love him! I wish I had a woman who adores me as much as Fabien adores Anthony! He practically worships the ground he walks on! I must admit I’m a little jealous of Tony. I always saw him as my lttle bro and I used to groom him and teach him how to pick up girls. Now he’s like far ahead of me! If even just half the stories about him are true, I’m very impressed, I’m not gonna lie.

All this stuff really turns me on big time. Ever since I went back to work (I’m an executive in the financial sector), I’ve wanted to try out some new things there. I have a young, shy subordinate on my team who really looks up to me. I’m usually both kind and teasing with him. I followed Fabien’s advice to see where I could take him. Once, we were having coffee on the sofa in my office. I took off my shoes and put my socked feet up on the coffee table. I could tell he was all flustered and drawn to my feet. So I said, “You know what I’d like right now? A foot massage. He stammered, blushed, and then realized I was serious. And he massaged my feet! The next day, it was the same thing, except this time I put my feet right on his lap, and he massaged them without being asked!

This week, I bought some new dress shoes. I had him come into my office so I could show them to him. He complimented me, as always. So I said “Don’t you think they could be brighter? I wish someone could shine them.” He hesitated, not quite sure what to do. He asked me in a small voice if I had a cloth or something to clean them with. So I said “Come on, boy! Just use your fucking tongue!” The poor guy blushed so much! He slowly got down on his knees and licked my shoes right off my feet! I even lifted my feet so he could lick the soles, and he did! The feeling was incredible! When I told him, “Good job, boy, ” he thanked me! He thanked me for letting him lick my shoes! Awesome!

And it’s the same at the gym. I have a regular buddy there, a guy who’s pretty muscular but often asks me for advice and is always flattering me (that’s why I hang out with him, it’s good for my ego!). I started giving him direct orders: carry my towel, dry me off, fill my water bottle, clean the weight machines for me… Every time, he obeyed immediately. So I took it a step further: I told him to wait for me in the locker room while I took a shower, then to put on my socks and shoes, tie my shoelaces, and carry my bag… He was still so obedient! Yesterday, all sweaty after working out, I jokingly asked him to smell my armpits. He stuck his nose right in there without thinking twice! He was so embarrassed afterward, but I patted him on the cheek and said “Good boy”.

I feel like I’ve become more attuned to people’s deferential behavior toward me… It’s crazy, it’s as if the world has become my hunting ground, as if anyone could become a potential submissive… It’s exhilarating! Fabien tells me that the guys at the office and at the gym are already at my fingertips, that I could fuck their mouths and asses anytime I feel like it! I have a feeling I’ll be putting that to the test soon! My girlfriend will be back soon, and I’m wondering how I’m going to fit her into all of this. It’s going to be interesting!

It was fun to talk about all that! Let me know if you have any comments, since you seem to be the expert on all this.

Bye

Arthur

BRAVO!!! What a STUNNING start to Master Arthur’s journey!

I complimented Master Arthur because he’s showing fearlessness in pursuit of his rightful claim on the world! Some straight Alphas shrink back out of fear of being “gay” or what people might think. The truly successful Alphas who ascend to greater levels of power charge ahead as Master Arthur did, eager to stretch his newly-discovered power!

Master Arthur astutely mentions this sudden ability to see the submissiveness of others and how to control them. This is what I call “the hierarchical third eye”. Highly attuned Alphas use this “third eye” to see through the false personas and delusional lies that subs/faggots put up to defend themselves. Suddenly, shifts in a someone’s posture or momentary downward glances tell these Alphas everything they need to know in order to claim them!

I’m sure Master Arthur noticed some of these telltale signs as he dealt with people in his everyday life, but he didn’t know what it meant (or could mean) for his life. He figured he was just “a popular guy” who was well-respected.

He didn’t know the ancient truth of hierarchy. He didn’t realize that he was part of a legacy of natural-born Alphas, and that his life was destined to be that of worshiped Kings!

Master Arthur has found himself in Wonderland, and now he’s discovered that it all belongs to him! He only needs to use the key that has been inside him his entire life!

It’s a heady and overwhelming concept, but you can already tell that Master Arthur senses the truth of it!

Master Anthony and Fabien deserve so much praise and thanks for giving Master Arthur this life-changing gift!

As for Master Arthur, this is only the beginning of the infinite life of abundance he was always meant to have!

Thank you, Master Arthur!

Always,

sam the faggot

The following post is part of a thread chronicling the life of domination of a God Alpha named Master Jase. CLICK HERE to read all posts in this thread in chronological order!

One of the most significant developments in the life of Master Jase since I’ve known him occurred a few months ago when he revealed to me he was dating another Alpha.

I wasn’t expecting this development at all. Master Jase has always seemed so complete and satisfied that adding a significant other seemed superfluous. I also wondered how any partner could handle his overwhelming power and need to conquer all flesh.

But the answer, it seems, was quite simple: Master Jase needed another God Alpha as a partner! He’s found that in his relationship with Master Dylan.

Master Jase felt compelled to tell me more about this deepening relationship, and how it is changing him.

I want to share the ever growing love and bond between my boyfriend and I. It’s such an intense, mutual, complex blend of respect, competition, pride, and love with and for each other. There’s always an underlying rivalry, but we push each other to become stronger and better than we are.

It’s hard to imagine having two god Alphas side by side in a romantic relationship, but it works. Between us, we don’t question who’s stronger, who’s more dominant, who commands, because they’re irrelevant. I already know Dylan’s a powerful Alpha in his own right, and him to me.

It’s our mutual choice that makes our love that much more powerful. And I feel there’s no better sign of alpha masculine strength than sharing a bond and love with someone at that peak of alphahood.

That’s not to say we don’t compete. It’s almost like our own love language. Just this past weekend, amongst a selection of our fags and sluts, there was an unspoken contest on who could fuck the hardest, the fastest, last the longest. Whose fag would be moaning and begging the most, whose cunting was the most extreme.

You wouldn’t be able to understand the sheer thrill behind that contest. We’re both breeder dom alphas, and we fucked through each fag and slut multiple times until they were delirious and exhausted, and by the end, there was no victory as both stood, still hard and mighty, with a roomful of completely wasted fags.

My favourite moment was when we would ‘rest’ side by side, and we would have three or four fags worshipping our mighty cocks or massaging our sweaty pumped bodies. And we would talk about the faggots, about how good this fag’s cunt was, how he screamed better when my cock was in him, how another fag’s eyes would roll more while Dylan was hammering him.

There’s also our rivalry between sports. It’s rugby final season here, and both of us support different teams. Lots of banter and shit talking, and when a game is being watched, there’s always one fag on each of our cocks nursing and keeping us hard and ready while we shit talk one another. Then whoever’s team wins gets their choice of the two fags to fuck first. Pleased to say my team has won most of their games, so Dylan has had to accept my sloppy seconds after I’ve done cunting out my fag over many hours.

And then there’s the hot intense respect for our own physical prowess. My supremacy in boxing and combat sports and rugby, and his in swimming and weight lifting. There’s nothing hotter than one bout I had where after I solidly pummelled my opponent into a daze, I look out and see Dylan looking back with an intense gaze of pride, lust and approval. The same for me when I see him weightlifting and out lifting much heavier guys. The fucks after with a shared fag or two have been the most intense and vigorous. It’s such an exciting bond that we love the raw brutal physicality that embodies both of us.

I can only imagine my alphahood has only grown, now that I’m in a relationship that values and reinforces my values and power. The trail of faggots and sluts who have increasingly submitted and blissed out on the end of my cock and through my domination in their lives is only telling of that.

It’s showed me that alphas can not only love one another, but inspire each other to be stronger, better, more powerful, and more dominant than before. My faggots and sluts have all felt the difference, they tell and thank me for the far more intense experience everytime I cunt them out.

The interchange of power Master Jase describes between him and Master Dylan is as ancient as the Bible, which reads at Proverbs 27: 17: “As iron sharpens iron, So one man sharpens his friend.” One can easily see how our greatest Alphas deeply benefit through such relationships with each other.

But notice the important role faggots play in the life of a God Alpha couple. Their personal faggots and others are used and shared with each other to enhance both of them. It’s as if Masters Jase and Dylan are sharing a meal of faggots and enjoying the camaraderie and reverie of using them together. Master Jase says this outright at one point, highlighting how their admiration for each other’s power grows with each faggot conquered, cunted, and bred.

There’s no way a faggot can ever understand the subtle complexities of Alpha coupling. We simply are not made to know it. The secrets and discoveries and unleashed primal power arising from Alpha coupling is something reserved for the greater Alpha fraternity.

However, I thank Master Jase for giving us a peek behind the curtain so we can appreciate the depth of wisdom and order built into hierarchy!

The following post is part of a thread chronicling the life of domination of a God Alpha named Master Jase. CLICK HERE to read all posts in this thread in chronological order!

Bullying has a deeply negative connotation in today’s Western whiny culture, but to students of hierarchy the act of bullying is part of the engine that drives hierarchy.

Virtually every faggot has been bullied in life, but it’s surprising how much bullying impacts the lives of Alphas.

Even God Alphas like Master Jase.

A couple of days ago Master Jase posed the following question to me:

Stretched out two muscle sluts last night, and in between rounds of cunting, had an interesting conversation. We spoke about the difference between bullying and domination. It was a compelling topic because I am a teacher, and one of my muscle fags is a cop. Before I give my thoughts, I want to know what you think is the difference between bullying and domination, especially for alphahood.

It was an interesting thought I’d never considered before. I relied this way:

I think bullying comes from a place of weakness or insecurity. A bully wants to tear down someone to make themselves feel better about their own lives or insecurities.

Domination, on the other hand, comes from a place of security. It’s about knowing you’re superior and more powerful and flexing that energy to influence inferiors.

This inspired Master Jase to pursue this line of thinking, and he makes an unexpected admission while doing so:

This may or may not come as a surprise to you. As a youth, before I accepted and blossomed into my alphahood, I was a victim of bullying. I tried very hard to mold myself into a vessel that my parents wanted me to be, and at the time, I didn’t know why it was such a struggle to be obedient to my parents’ wishes. Of course it was because the intrinsic power inside me refused to let me be controlled by another, even if it was from a place of love by my parents.

The result was though that I struggled and was vulnerable. And bullies in primary and early high school tried to intimidate and invade my space. So you can imagine both my past experiences, and my current role as an educator, means I have a very disdainful approach of bullying.

I like to summarise it as such. My dominance is all-consuming; I possess so much physical, mental, emotional and social security that coercion becomes almost unnecessary. My authority is established and inherent. A bully on the other hand, makes other men submit not through reference, but fear, and is dependent on that fake control to feel superior.

I find a gratifying thrill in breaking and brutalising bullies and showing them their place. Crush them physically and mentally, with the effortless aggression and brutality which is my domain, and turn them into fags consumed by the need to be pounded by my massive dick and filled with my potent seed. Their need to feel powerful and manly? I take that away from them, each spoken command in their ear, each merciless thrust at a time, each pump of my god cock in their cunts.

It’s especially satisfying when it’s a man who judges and bullies on discrimination. You by now know my thoughts and very passionate views on race, height, and sexuality. Being short, gay and Asian makes me no less a powerful God Alpha. Easily bending a man of fake bravado and twice my size over. Making him glad to experience real domination as I handle and play with his body and cunt as I please.

The cop was one such man. High on his power and authority, until he turned dismissive of me one night after a road-side alcohol breath test. I brutalised his throat that night, didn’t take long for him to be on his knees worshiping alpha cock. A once strong bully on his knees, weak and mind-torn, kissing up and down my huge cock sticking out my gym shorts. Then when I penetrated him days later after training him to be my slave, twelve massive fat inches fucking him and cunting him out long and hard, he was no longer a bully, merely a faggot. Just his expressions and thoughts of “Me, an alpha police officer, getting fucked in the ass!” and begging for it. He tells me it was a transformative moment for him, that he realised that all the control he had was fake and performative compared to the sheer endless power I had over him. He regularly thanks me for cunting him out and is in bliss that he is owned and claimed.

It’s ironic to say this, but I also see an alpha’s dominance as a mercy. A faggot can give up control, and in doing so, surrender and be free from the needs of being in power, of fighting and conquering. I see it when I have my sluts being domestic in my household, and when making love and worshipping my body and cock. They have surrendered to sheer pleasure of servicing me. There is no stressful thought, except for when their cunts can slide down my cock as a reward for their good performance.

Bullying is never to be tolerated. I loathe bullies, and I love to make bullies submit to a superior dominant male. Abusing their pussies and flooding them with my mighty cum, cunting them for hours until they’re beyond exhaustion and completely fagged out. Their place no longer as a fake leader, but merely a play thing and slave to a real alpha’s needs and will.

That doesn’t mean I don’t like to bully-fuck my fags and sluts. Stabbing all twelve fat inches as deep and hard as I can, repeatedly slamming in their cunts while I tease and demean them. Nothing better to confirm I own a fag’s soul through his hole than an expert bully power-fuck. The fags want nothing more than to be claimed even more.

Beautiful and eloquent dissection of bullying from both ends of it!

I must admit that my eyebrows raised in surprise when Master Jase discussed the attacks he suffered at the hands of early bullies. Knowing Master Jase as well as I do, it seems incomprehensible that any Man or Alpha would attempt to bully him.

Of course, I’ve only ever known the powerful and fully-realized King he is today. I never knew the small-for-his-age Asian boy he once was, the one who felt isolated and attacked.

There is no doubt that Master Jase recognizes what bullying did to him, how it acted like gamma radiation to fuel his growth into the raging Hulk he is today. He is extremely knowledgeable about hierarchy, and he appreciates the subtle mechanics that have made him a God Alpha and faggots into his slaves.

It’s a matrix we are all part of. Bullying is part of this process. It acts like flippers in a pinball machine, whacking each of us and sending us haphazardly careening into a collision course with our own destiny.

I’m so glad Master Jase experienced these aspects in his life. It has made him into a better Master and Owner of faggots!

But there is another development in Master Jase’s life recently that is changing him even more: LOVE.

That’ll be the subject of the next post!

Thank you, Master Jase!

Yours,

sam the faggot

See the way God Alpha @geoscarxxx trains his good faggots? He takes his time with the fag, letting it get hypnotized by his scent, his balls, his spit, and finally his dick.

Every move intentional. Purposeful.

This is the way all true Masters should approach ownership!

The following post is part of a thread highlighting the exploits of Master Dean, the God Alpha son of Master Dino and twin brother/owner of Jimmy the faggot. CLICK HERE to read these posts in chronological order!

Communicating with my beloved brother Jimmy almost always means hearing from his twin brother Master Dean. I adore Master Dean because of his searing intelligence that combines uneasily with his raw Alpha sexual power. It’s like he’s both the brains and the brawn!

He rules Hierarchy Island alongside his reckless God Alpha brother Master Chad, and the pair of Kings couldn’t be more different. Master Dean is thoughtful and more level-headed, whereas Master Chad is like the Tasmanian Devil riding a twister straight to Hell.

I think Master Dean sensed my alarm over Jimmy’s recent update, so he wanted to add his own thoughts on that as well as updates on some of the rapidly-growing sons sprouting up across their island paradise.

Greetings little one, 

        I regret my tarrience in writing but since our return, I’ve allowed bunny much leeway and have delighted watching My baby live her life. The months of stress and concern are finally over. Were I not convinced of her recovery before, her actions since returning home have assuredly convinced Me. My little bunny raced to her swing after giddily begging We five Men for Our attentions. I mostly observed, enjoying her delight as she was roughly taken by all. I believe she and Savior had a most special evening culminating in her entrance to “la la land” just as mommy sometimes did after special occasions with Father.

        I am aware bunny wrote earlier. Honestly, that fact reminded Me to do so as well. I read her correspondence so as to not duplicate her utterances. 

        Our Son grows healthy and strong. He, the Prince, and “3” (Chad’s second-born, don’t inquire about the nickname. Its too protracted a story) are inseparable. Seeing Them together sometimes drives a saber through My heart because I see Myself, Chadwick, and Joseph as youngsters. I do not think of My benighted Brother often but My fondness for Him has yet to abate. I endeavor to admit it probably never will.

        On more felicitous musings, The Savior has recovered from all injuries, of course. He broke a leg falling off the small cliff that creates the waterfall. One of the puppies managed to climb up and became entangled in the vines. Conventionally, He risked harm to rescue it and succeeded even in falling. To save it He held it rather than drop it, resulting in the fracture. I think half the enjoyment of His devil-may-care emprises is that the more extreme the impairment, the stronger the drugs. LOL 

        Regardless, life continues at its leisurely pace. The rainbow are beautifully brown. Do not be concerned as they and We use sunscreen copiously. Since allowing faggots a respite day, they couldn’t be happier. grayfaggot was extremely pleased upon My return and has proven her devotion since. Phillip continues His exploits, sometimes with Chad in tow. His impressive Son “5”, known affectionately as Spike has come into His own, has calmed down and learned some control over Himself which aids His control of faggots and life in general. Phillip explodes with pride. He and Spike are partially learning together. I ache for the time when I guide My Son through teen Alpha years just as Father did Us. Cal and all We Alphas look forward to guiding Our Boys and particularly introducing Them to the bliss of faggot use and strong character. Although I shall only have the one Son, two of Chad’s are closely attached to Me. The sissy faggot, Justin, not Gavin, the one obsessed with Him, and Spence, who’s definitely not a faggot. So I sometimes feel I have three Sons. It is a rewarding feeling. 

        Cal just walked by, cock straining upward with pinkfaggot thrown over His shoulder. I imagine it’s obvious what’s about to happen.

I can’t think of anything else of import. Oh, Father was here for a few days. He brought a female, whom We discovered is Our sister. She tracked Father, wanting to meet the Man she never knew and they bonded. She seemed unfazed by Alpha life and was interested in all Our society and subculture. She was genuinely pleased with Our world, even knowing she could not become a part of it. She understood that she couldn’t have been even if her mother hadn’t kept us a secret. She is pregnant and unattached. She asked Chadwick to raise the child as His. She is aware it is a Boy and Chad agreed. Father will stay with her in Seattle until His birth, attending all the paperwork needed so He is legally Chad’s. We are pleased to welcome another bambino with Family blood. Cal and I observed yesterday how fulfilling it is to know every human on this cay has either Our blood or Our cum coursing through their bodies. What satisfaction, what power, what a life! Every Man here experiences that factuality and We revel in it.

       I shall halt this Alpha tale of pride and knowledge and observe the setting sun while bunny devours My stiff protrusion. This is what lesser men strive for and never achieve: satisfaction and bliss. 

        Good evening, little faggot. I’m assured you dream of being here, next to your healthy brother and enjoying the delights of servitude. I shall attempt to communicate again sooner.

Master and King Winston Dean

And now I find out Master Chad broke his leg! Do I need to express mail some bubble wrap to that island?!?

In all, it’s amazing to think of the creative ways the Alphas and faggots on the island are raising the children there. The Alpha sons will receive first-class training on Alphahood by the best teachers on the subject. But even better, any beta or fag sons will be protected and accepted by such warm familial love.

Master Dean is truly one of a kind, a King with an intelligence at least equal to his dominance. I’m glad Master Dean is so stable, especially given Master Chad’s apparent death wish!

But most of all, Master Dean makes me feel owned and safe. I’m not sure how to explain it. But I’m always grateful to hear from him!

Thank you Master Dean!

Yours,

sam the faggot

The following post is part of a thread chronicling the blessed life of gay God Alpha Dean, twin brother of his faggot Jimmy and part of the Hierarchical family of God Alpha Dino. CLICK HERE to read these posts in chronological order!

After the shocking health scare involving my baby brother Jimmy, faggot twin brother of God Alpha and Master Dean, I’ve been more eager to keep in touch with him and the rest of the family on Master Dino’s Hierarchy Island. I’ve been covering this family for about SIX YEARS now (almost the longest set of relationships I’ve kept during my run with this site), and I deeply love and respect them all. They are, in some ways, part of the family of my heart.

And at the center of my heart are Master Dean and Jimmy. They are the yin and yang of Master Dino’s clan. One is Alpha, the other is faggot. One is erudite, and the other is child-like. One is reserved, and the other is exuberant.

I love them both, regardless.

I think little Jimmy knew how concerned I was about his recent heart surgery, so he sent me this excited update (BTW, he calls himself “jaye” as in the letter “J” for Jimmy):

Hi its me jaye!

Its my day off and i am enjoying it! i love love love being on the island! i love being alive and being fucked to my limits almost every day! 

Oh sam everything is perfect. i feel sorry for other faggots who live other places. Don’t get me wrong the rainbow work pretty hard. we have the garden and greenhouse to take care of and around 27 children to love and teach things the Gods don’t teach. we cook and clean and our generous reward is use beyond imagination. 

Really our Masters are authentic MEN that are blessings to worship. When i came home i was ready to be gang raped! i imagined i could feel the straps of the swing i needed Them All so BAD! Hehehe i could tell They were all being gentle. Well for Them it was gentle. Hehe Then The Savior of us all came in and grinned the way He does that scares us to death and makes us dribble at the same time. He grabbed my hair and said ‘Dino says Our favorite dirty whore needs a REAL Man. Here I am baby.’ Oh sam. He showed me why He is Our God. He didn’t hold back anything and i was transported to that world where mommy would go. Just mumbling and holding on to Him and King for almost 2 whole days! i couldn’t be fucked for days after it so after i woke up King let me suck off every Man until He was dry! They all made me so special! And Daddy, well i won’t say it but the next week when He came home i knew i’d be Daddy’s girl FOREVER! 

So much happened while I was gone. The Savior cut off 3 fingers while He was cutting sheetrock but they are reattached now. He broke His leg and almost got shot on some adventure with joy’s hot Master. you know what He does for a living. i think The Savior is almost indestructible. (Did i spell that right?) Anyway He’s THE God among Men. Even Daddy says He’s THE Alpha Male of the Family.

my baby Boy grew so much! i missed so much! What’s worse is King missing out so much because i got sick like a big pussy. i know i know i couldn’t help being weak. i was born that way. Oh sam the way King took care of me. The way He took charge of the medical staff and worked with the doctors on every detail was amazing. my Master! Oh how i love Him! i am so lucky to belong here to these Men! 

Every 2 weeks is some faggots day off. Today is mine and greenie’s. we played in the pool of the waterfall and laid in the sun until Master Cal came by and allowed us to worship His BIG cock and let us share His yummy cum. Then we swam and now we are making sandwiches. i am starving. After this i think i’ll stroll around where the Men are working. Never know who might notice my skin tight shorts and decide some quick faggot pussy might be good! Hehehe 

i just wanted to write and let you know i am healthy and happy and overfull of yummy Alpha cum! i am the luckiest faggot EVER!!! Bye sam! i love you brother!!

The King’s faggot,

jaye

Ugh … he writes to reassure me he’s doing well, and then casually adds that Master Chad (“the Savior” in Island parlance) CUT OFF THREE FINGERS and was also SHOT!

WTF DUDE?!? Can there be a normal day when I can confidently relax and not worry??

Aside from those little events, it sounds like Jimmy has settled back into his routine as the Island matriarch, a role once handled by my dearly-departed friend Jamie. As Jimmy mentioned, there are a lot of kids to raise (most of them are Master Chad’s, but also Master Cal’s sons and the son Master Dean fathered) and five Alpha Gods to service daily. I’m sure Jimmy’s “day off” (I’ve never heard of such a thing for an owned faggot!) was well-earned.

I’m so proud of my little brother. He tackles his life with such boyish exuberance and celebratory enthusiasm. He knows he is one of the luckiest faggots on Earth, surrounded and protected by infinite Alpha power in a paradise fantasy where all that’s required is that he obey and serve!

And Jimmy is the BEST boy. He’ll always do that with all of his mended heart!

I love you, Jimmy! Thanks for keeping your fag Mom updated! LOL

Always,

sam the faggot

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

The story Fabien told us a couple of weeks ago about accompanying his Master Anthony to visit Master Anthony’s straight Alpha cousin Arthur. Fabien did an amazing job of dropping little seeds of hierarchical truth for Arthur to consider, and he was definitely intrigued. I was so proud of my baby brother!

I also knew there was going to be more to this story … but wow, the story Fabien just sent me goes beyond anything I was imagining!!!

Let’s hear it:

My beloved big bro,

I realized that you had published the story of my encounter with Arthur, my Master Anthony’s older cousin! Thank you so much! I’m so proud to have opened this Alpha’s eyes on Hierarchy and our respective places in it!

I’ve just spent a wonderful week at the feet of these two Superior Men. I should at least tell you what happened the next morning after I wrote to you last time, because that was huge and it set the stage for what happened since then! In fact, I had written down some notes that very day so I could remember as much as possible of what I had said and send it to you later!

The next morning after my last update, Sir Arthur was the first Alpha to wake up and go downstairs while I was doing a little cleaning. He was still half-asleep, shirtless and gorgeous in his pajama boxers. I rushed over to greet him, kiss his feet, and offer my services. I was kind of hoping he’d have me take care of his morning wood, as Anthony had suggested, but he simply asked to have breakfast in front of the TV. I complied immediately, served him, and remained discreetly at his disposal. When I cleared away his breakfast, I timidly asked if he wanted anything else and suggested a foot massage. To my delight, he gladly accepted!

I knelt down in front of him, took his foot in my hands with the utmost respect, and gave it a thorough massage. His moans of pleasure sent shivers down my spine! He looked at me with amused curiosity. Suddenly, he asked: “Are you happy to be my cousin’s slave? Aren’t you a little upset about being dominated like that?”

I smiled at the opportunity to continue my hierarchical teaching. I answered very honestly: “Actually, Sir, I’m happier than I ever was before. Because I have found my true nature and my true purpose. My life has a meaning. I told you, Sir, my existence is to serve an Alpha Man like you. And thank you very much for allowing me to massage your feet. That’s one of my favorite things to do.”

“Really? Why do you like that?”

“Because I got to kneel in front of a Superior Man. To gawk at him while he’s resting in his glory. To touch his feet, the lowest part of his body, therefore the part I’m closer to. And above all, to make him feel good. That is such a privilege, Sir. Thank you very much.”

He had the same smug smile as Anthony. I could see that I was converting him to his destiny as an Alpha and a Master. So I kept going!

“Please, Sir, imagine what your life could be. You would never have to waste your time doing any menial tasks ever. Cleaning, cooking, running errand or whatever else… That is below you. That’s what slaves are for. You got to spend your time doing whatever you really love, Sir.”

My words captivated him and his expression grew more serious. He slipped his hand into his boxers. Deep down, I smiled triumphantly. I brought his foot to my lips and tenderly kissed his toes.

“Imagine, Sir. Inferior boys and girls constantly at your beck and call. Doing whatever you want. For your comfort, your pleasure, your fun. You don’t have to be nice to them, you don’t have to be polite to them. You can degrade them as much as you want. You just do as you feel. You are the only one who matters. They cater to your every need, they obey to your every whim.”

I gently rested his foot back down and moved closer to his crotch. Seeing that he wasn’t stopping me, I respectfully pulled his cock out of his boxers. A big, proud cock! I looked him straight in the eyes as I whispered.

“All the glory and all the wealth of the world laid at your feet. Just because you exist. Because you deserve everything for you who are. Imagine, Sir. Inferior males groveling before you and serving you. The most beautiful women begging you to fuck their pussy.”

I gently sucked on the head of his dick, still looking straight into his eyes, then said “This life can be yours, Sir. That is your birthright.”

Something clicked inside him. Arthur grabbed my head and forced me to suck him off. He stood up to keep going. He fucked my throat very roughly until he came inside me. With my mouth still full of his semen, I looked up at him adoringly and whispered, “Thank you so much, Sir! I saw in him a kind of new, almost frightening rage. Heavy breathing, he flexed and admired his muscles, as if he was rediscovering his body, marveling at his own power. Then he said, “Worship me. WORSHIP ME!” I rushed to kiss his feet fervently, while I heard him whisper, “That feels good… that feels good…” Then he stomped on my head, saying “Do you like that, slave?” I managed to stammer. “Yes, Sir! Thank you for honoring me!”

That’s when we heard Anthony’s amused voice. “Having fun?” He came downstairs, pleased with what he saw. “Here, I’ll show you how to use him”. So Anthony picked me up, threw me on the couch, and fucked me in the ass.  Arthur watched intently, before deciding to fuck my mouth at the same time. After they both came inside me, Anthony asked his cousin, “Want to give it a try?” And Arthur was more than happy to!

Arthur is the first Man other than my Master to have fucked me in the ass! Usually, during parties with his Alpha bros, he reserves that right for himself with me. But this time, they both had their way with me, I was spit-roasted one way and then the other. They laughed heartily together, praised and encouraged one another, while I was serving as their sex toy. By the end, I was exhausted and sore, but so proud and happy to have helped strengthen their bond! And to have helped awaken Arthur to the pleasures of power and faggot ownership!

You can imagine what the rest of the trip was like! Catering to those two Alphas was exhausting. Luckily, they brought some girls around to have fun and sex too, which freed up a little time for me to do other servile things ahah!  But I felt so useful and so at home at the feet of those two amazing Men. After all, I have been the first faggot to both of them!

Anthony and I are back at his place (aka “my” apartment), and life is getting back to normal. But I have to admit I’m hoping to see Arthur again from time to time, hopefully soon… And I can’t wait to find out how his life will change now that he knows the truth! I look forward to mentor some faggots to serve him as he deserves!

I hope you’re doing well, big bro!

Lots of love!

your loving little bro

fab the fag

WOW!!!

Fabien continues to impress me with both his dedication to pro-level fag service and also his mentor-level representation of hierarchical truth. His training and development under Master Anthony has resulted in an incredible array of skills.

What he did to both teach Alpha Arthur and then help him to take action is a masterclass of faggot enticement. This is how it’s done! Fabien reminds me SO MUCH of how I was in my early days, utilizing my intelligence, my ability to apply hierarchical principles, and my ability to make straight Alphas to feel comfortably excited to convince multiple straight Alphas to try using me. It’s one of my proudest accomplishments as a faggot, and I sense that Fabien is proud to do that, too!

I’ll point out a technique Fabien utilized effectively here to get Alpha Arthur to finally give in to his desires: at one point Fabien made a sexual move (like positioning his head near Alpha Arthur’s dick) and then gave him some encouragement. This combination of stimuli proved to be the cocktail that caused Alpha Arthur to finally take whatever he wanted!

Honestly, this encounter between Alpha Arthur and Fabien should also be credited to Master Anthony. He knew the skills of his most beloved faggot, as well as the needs of his cousin. Master Anthony understood that he only had to arrange the meeting and leave the rest to Fabien. It really reveals Master Anthony’s trust and pride in his wonderful, talented fag!

I know I’m proud of Fabien, too! This is a landmark example of how to seduce straight Alphas! Thank you, dear Fabien!

I love you, baby brother!

sam the faggot

Didn’t think there’d be so many other guys owning faggots all around the world! One of my cunt boys showed me this site, it’s awesome knowing that anywhere in the world I can find some servicing and fag pussy to use and breed.

Kayn here, Sir or Master to you, fag. 17 years old, finishing up high school in a month, and bet you can’t guess how many men I’ve owned through cunting them out (my new favourite word! Thanks fag!) I/m so grateful for my dad’s super alpha genes, me, my older brother, and my dad are all mega strong powerful men, wherever there’s men, we see potential bitches waiting to be owned and fucked. Right now, I can hear my older brother cunting out (love that word still) one of his boy faggots and its girl, dad is fucking the shit out of a gym uncle in the garage, and I got two muscled fags bred full, fucked stupid to exhaustion and kissing my feet right now.

Dad tells and teaches bro and me about how to be proper owners of our faggots, ever since we were young he told us we were different, born to lead and rule and be in control. He’s in the military, so we moved around a lot, until we settled where we are for the past six years. It’s rare to have a day where there isn’t a cunt boy or faggot in our house, either taking care of domestic shit or taking care of our alpha need. Andy (my bro) and I are basically younger versions of dad, his genes are that strong, bro is the bigger version, taller than dad and wider, while I’m shorter than both, but I love how my size makes guys think they’re my equal. I’ve tossed around bodybuilders like toys, my muscles look so much bigger on me, and what I lack in height, I make up for in my 10 inch bull-cock compared to their 9 inches. And I’m still growing and getting stronger!

That’s it from me. I got a cunt who’s rubbing against my cock like a needy slut, and I/m going to wreck it’s pussy again. The other is gonna make a late night snack for the rest of us once we’re done giving our fags some good cuntings. Hah, I love that word, it’s going into my dictionary from now on!

Oh, dad and bro are straight or bi, they don’t care. Me though? I’m gay, and own it proudly. And I will beat the shit out of and punish anyone who thinks I’m weak because of it. Understood? Good.

Master Kayn, thank you very much for writing to me and making such a powerful introduction!

Alpha genetics are amazing, aren’t they? I can’t believe scientists dismiss Alphahood in general or the concept of Alpha lineage when it’s so obvious! Just look around! I’ve served Alpha brothers in the past, known multiple Alpha brothers in one family, and I’ve covered countless true stories of Alpha fathers with Alpha sons! The evidence is overwhelming!

It certainly helps to raise proper Alpha sons when there is father teaching them hierarchical truth like your amazing Dad, Master! You and Master Andy were gifted superior genes from him, but he also taught you how to wield that great power! I adore God Alpha fathers like him! He reminds me of God Alpha Dino, and how he raised his two God Alpha sons. Their stories and more are in the right sidebar.

I would love to hear more about your family; how you were raised, how you learned about the ownership of faggots, and your first impressions when you started using fags, Master!

Thank you so much for introducing yourself to me! If you want to write back, you can use the Ask A Question box, or you can write to me at hierarchyuniversity@gmail.com!

Thank you, Master!

Have a question? CLICK HERE to ask!

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

I’ve been the First Faggot to at least five straight Alphas, and each time it’s happened I’ve felt such a weight of responsibility. I always want to give Alphas good experiences, but with straight Alphas who have never known what’s it like to be serviced by a faggot, there’s more importance to get it right. I’ve always taken this responsibility seriously.

Fabien is a faggot after my own heart. He’s the little brother I never had, and we both see eye-to-eye on the importance of our purpose as faggots of straight Alphas. We also value and cherish every opportunity we have to be of service to these Kings!

Fabien’s latest update tickled me because it’s full of the joy as well as the scheming that we faggots do when dealing with straight Alphas who are oblivious to the purpose of faggots.

Read on to learn more:

My beloved big brother,

I definitely don’t want to make the same mistake of forgetting to tell you about an important moment in Anthony’s life (and mine), so I’m using the time while the Alphas are sleeping to write you a recap of the day!

My Master and I have been staying in a lovely little villa near the beach since yesterday. Today, while Anthony went to see some friends who were visiting nearby, I was supposed to pick up his older cousin Arthur at the train station. My Master told me that he thought his cousin was probably an Alpha (he’s very popular with girls, scores a string of conquests, and is generally very well-liked by everyone) but that, to his knowledge, he didn’t use any slaves. So I had the pleasure of meeting Arthur today and taking him to the beach, where he wanted to spend some time, and then at the villa, where he’s spending the week with us.

As soon as I saw him, I knew that my Master Anthony was right and that his cousin was an Alpha. Arthur is in his early thirties, about my age, and he exudes confidence and charm. You’ll probably think I’m obsessed with Spider-Man (and maybe I am!), but I think he has a bit of a resemblance to Andrew Garfield when he was younger and more muscular. In any case, my servile instinct kicked in immediately when I was with him!

When I met him, I took his luggage and asked him what he wanted and what I could do for him. I’ll try to transcribe as faithfully as possible (albeit maybe simplifying a bit) the conversation he and I had while we were walking to the beach and I was carrying his things.

“So you’re Tony’s roomate, hey?”

“Actually, I’m more his live-in servant. That’s why I am at your service as well, Sir! Tell me anything you want.”

He chuckled. “What do you mean? Does he pay you to clean his house and stuff like that?”

“No, he doesn’t pay me. Actually, I’m the one who gives him money! He deserves all I can give to him, and more.”

He looked at me with a mixture of amusement and puzzlement. Anthony hadn’t told me what I should or shouldn’t say to his cousin, but I felt it was my hierarchical duty to tell the truth to this Man who, clearly, wasn’t yet living the life he deserved to his full potential.”You see, Sir, there’s a Male Hierarchy, and the Alpha Males are at the top. They are the strongest, most confident and powerful Men who are natural leaders. The most superior Alphas are the ones who own and use slaves, especially male slaves.”

He wore an incredulous smile. “And so, men like you…”

“I’m not a Man. I don’t deserve that name, because I’m at the very bottom of the Hierarchy. I’m a slave. I was born for this.” He seemed more and more interested, though he was still skeptical. So I went on.

“Me and other males, we are natural slaves. We exist to serve Alphas and be used by them in any way they want. We serve them domestically, of course, financially, and we praise and worship them. And even sexually.”

He was surprised. “What? I thought Anthony’s was straight! We used to chase girls together, I practically trained him when he was a teen!”

“Then you did a wonderful job, Sir! Anthony is very popular with girls, I can tell you! He fucks them again and again! But even straight Alphas use inferior males sexually. They fuck us because that increases their power and their dominance. That doesn’t make them gay. Actually, they’re the straightest of straight Men.”

Arthur was silent for a moment, clearly deep in thought. When we were at the beach, and he was resting in the shade on a lounge chair after swimming, I sat in the sand, near him, practically at his feet.

“May I ask you a question, Sir? When you were in high school or college, or even now at work, do you have any bootlickers, any minions? People who do your every bidding? Don’t you see the people who bend over backward to please you?”

“Yeah, sure… In a way, I guess… I mean, I’ve always been popular…”

“That’s Hierarchy, Sir. You could certainly have slaves like me if you wanted. And you could fuck them whenever you want!”

He thought for a moment, then shook his head. “Nah! That’s too weird!”

I shrugged. “Suit yourself, Sir. As an Alpha Male, as I gladly think you are, you are entitled to do what you want. If you don’t want to fuck males, just don’t. I would simply say that, in my humble opinion, you’re denying yourself a great power that should belong to you. And I’m saying that with all the respect I own to my superior, Sir!”

After another moment of silence, he asked me “Do you really think I could have a… a slave like you are to Tony?”

“At the very least, I think you should own some servants to do your chores, Sir. A real Man should never stoop to menial tasks unworthy of him. That’s what slaves like me are for. And yeah, I think you would remained stuck at a lower-level Alpha if you don’t use slaves sexually.”

Another silence. I’m almost certain I spotted an hard-on under his swimming trunks… And then, out of the blue. “Would you suck me off?”

I beamed. “Believe me, Sir, I would be very happy to do this for you. But I belong to my Master Anthony. I’m his property, and I cannot possibly submit to any other Man, however Alpha he is, without his explicit approval.”

When we got home to the villa, Anthony was already there. The two cousins shared a manly hug, and my Master motioned for me to unpack and set up Arthur’s things in the room assigned to him. (The two Men sleep upstairs, I sleep on a futon in the kitchen.) When I came back down, I brought them some glasses on a tray while they were chatting by the pool.

“See! I told you my boy would think to serve us drinks! Good boy! So you told Arthur everything about us?

“Does he really do everything you tell him to?” 

“Of course! He’s a slave! Look. Fab! Crawl on the floor!”

“Right away, Master!”

I did as I was told. I crawled on my belly, I kissed Anthony’s feet, Arthur’s feet. Anthony put his foot on me. I felt so honored and proud to be used as a trophy by Anthony to display his power in front of his latent Alpha cousin. I was ready to obey every single order at once.  Then I lay down on my back. Anthony cleaned his feet on my face.

“Do you like that, slave?”

“A lot, Master! The dirt on the bottom of your feet is worth more than me, Master. Thank you!”

They both laughed. I could tell Arthur was getting more and more comfortable. 

“Want to give it a try? Go ahead, he’s all yours! He has no dignity, he’ll do whatever you want!”

“I don’t know… Slave! Do ten push-ups in front of me and kiss my feet every time you go down!”

I obeyed. And I was glad I’d done some working out under Anthony’s orders to make it possible!

I made dinner while they were having fun in the pool. and I waited on them at the table. Later, I served them drinks and served as their footrest while they watched TV. I took the opportunity to lick Arthur’s foot that was resting in front of my face. I glanced at him to see if he was satisfied, and we shared a smile.

When they went to bed, Anthony said to his cousin, “If you wake up before I do, ask the slave for breakfast! And you can feed him your morning wood. He’s very good at blow jobs now.”

I’m exhausted, I’m going to bed, too! I have hard work to do tomorrow: two Alphas to serve and worship! It’s a lot for just one faggot, but I’m so happy to be helping my Master’s cousin awaken to his Alphahood!

Lots of love!

your loving little bro

fab the fag

Fabien does something here that I’ve emphasized countless times: be courageous, frank, and proud when speaking to straight Alphas about being a faggot or about hierarchy.

Why? Because it DISARMS straight Alphas, who are surprised you’re not ashamed. Also, when you speak plainly and frankly about your hierarchical purpose, it allows the Alpha to absorb and admit the truth of hierarchy through such reasoning.

Once you have straight Alphas on their heels, they become curious about why creatures like faggots exist, and what they can do with one.

An example of this: once Arthur learned of faggots, he asked, “would you suck me off?” That’s exactly what my first straight Alpha, Master Roger, said to me!!! It’s always where the straight Alpha brain goes once they learn they have a proud slave available to use!

All of this was possible only because Fabien was courageous from the start. He’d fixed in his mind that he was going to teach Arthur the truth about his service to Master Anthony, defend his own truth as a faggot, and be a teacher of hierarchy to this unknowing King.

Because of that mental/emotional work Fabien had done beforehand, he was ready with responses to questions he knew would eventually come. That casual frankness disarmed Arthur (as it does other straight Alphas), which allowed Fabien an opening to teach through words and actions!

I’m so impressed by Fabien! He’s learned so much about how to teach with purpose while also serving at the highest level. Master Anthony must be SO PROUD to own a great faggot like Fabien, who only ever honors his Master with exceptional service and obedience!

I know I’m proud to call him my brother and friend!

I love you, Fabien!

sam the faggot

This post is part of a thread chronicling the rise of straight Master Anthony, the 22-year-old God Alpha who took ownership of his first faggot, Fabien. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!

Maybe once a generation a God Alpha appears who seems to not only overcome all challengers and obstacles, but who also alters our perception of reality and possibilities. This one effortlessly controls others as easily as a child plays with toys, and all of creation seems to bow to his will.

In the series DUNE, this one is called the “Kwisatz Haderach”, or universal super-being.

In our world today, he is called Master Anthony.

Ever since I first started featuring him on the site, there has been a growing contingent of my readers who have become obsessed with him. For Master Anthony, this is nothing new. Everywhere he goes people cater to him, submit to him, and serve his whims.

After I published yesterday’s update from Fabien, I received the following question:

“Could you ask Master Anthony if he still owns or uses Daniel his teacher?”

I felt a bit embarrassed that I’d forgotten about Daniel, so I asked Master Anthony. Here was his reply:

Good faggot! Yeah of course Daniel is still a slave of my stable! I gave him a break for the summer and I’m no longer his student now, but he begged me to keep using him after that! LOL I’ll check with him to see if he’s being compliant and obedient with the Alpha students he’ll have in his classes next year. Over time, I’ll see if I still require his services or if I’ll just leave him to the next generations of Alphas who will attend the university with him.

Taking a quick look at your site, it seems like Fabien didn’t tell you when Daniel begged me to fuck him in the ass? My boy forgot his homework! I’m going to have to punish him hard!

I thought that was an excellent answer by Master Anthony, but I wondered what he meant about a missing story regarding Daniel.

And wouldn’t you know, a couple of hours later I received an update from Fabien:

My beloved big brother, please forgive me again! It was back in May, I had even drafted an email to send you to tell you the new, but then I got caught up in other things and it slipped my mind…

One Saturday night, during an Alpha Pack party at the apartment with several slaves, Daniel was there to pour drinks and serve as a footrest. The Alphas raped several of us, and Anthony did me the honor of ass-fucking in front of his bros. Even though my master’s boot was pressing down on my head while he shoved his big cock deep into my ass, I could still see that Daniel was mesmerized. He was practically drooling!

The next Monday, after Daniel’s class, Anthony had throat-fucked him in his office and left him covered in cum, then went to hang out with his friends. Daniel texted me, and we exchanged several messages. Here’s a translation of them:

“Fabien, I have to tell you something. Ever since Saturday night, I haven’t been able to stop thinking about it. I dream about Anthony taking me from behind, but at the same time, it scares me. Do you think I should talk to him about it?”

“YES! Tell him! No, better: BEG HIM to ass-fuck you! Believe me, brother, he will be thrilled and he will accept. You will reach new peak of slave happiness!”

“I fear it hurts…”

“Of course it will hurt. A lot. But what is more important? Your comfort or Anthony’s pleasure? You already know the right answer.”

After a moment without a reply, I sent him one last message. “You are a natural slave. You know it. Remember your place! Do your duty! I know you will make me proud, brother.”

I let Daniel mull it over. The next evening, while I was worshiping Anthony’s feet as he relaxed watching TV, Daniel came over to the apartment. He rushed over and knelt before the Master and mumbled “Master, forgive me to bother you, but I need to ask you a big favor. You have done me the honor of enslaving me and showing me my true nature. Would you be willing to sodomize me, Master? I beg you with all my inferior heart.” Then he fervently kissed Anthony’s feet. Anthony beamed and roared. He said “How far have you come, slave? Here you are, crawling at my feet, begging me to take your anal virginity. Boy, go get some lube!”

I rushed to obey as Anthony pulled out his cock. He grabbed Daniel roughly, threw him onto the couch, and pulled down his pants. I assisted my Master in sliding his wonderful cock into his teacher’s hole. Anthony didn’t go easy on him; I could see Daniel moaning in pain and shedding tears. I stayed close to him (Anthony was holding me down on the ground with his boot, too) and whispered words of encouragement to my brother, advising him to kiss his pendant engraved with Anthony’s name. I was very proud of him: after that, he thanked Anthony very emphatically!

Since that day, during parties with other Alpha students, Daniel has been fucked in the ass and spit-roasted several times. If you could have seen his eyes… You could tell just how much of his ego, every last shred of his masculinity, had vanished. All that remained was the realization that he had finally found his place as a slave and sex toy to his own students.

Here’s the story, my beloved bg brother! I hope it pleases you! Sorry for taking so long to share it with you!

Lots of love!

fab the fag

Now THAT is one hell of an update!

I love this update not only because it shows how methodically Master Anthony submitted and trained Daniel, but also because the story highlights Master Anthony’s overwhelming power to force others (including Alphas) to obey him!

God Alphahood fits Master Anthony like a superhero suit!

Flush with power because of Fabien’s adoring update, Master Anthony finished with this flourish:

Here you are, faggot, you have it! You can see why daniel is so desperate for me to keep him as a slave, hey? I’m sure you faggots are forever in love with the Alpha who ass-fucked first haha!

Bye, faggot!

And then Master Anthony added a message in French for Fabien:

Voilà un bon garçon obéissant ! Tu es pardonné, va ! Je suis un Maître miséricordieux. Mais je vais peut-être quand même te fesser, juste pour le fun !

Translated:

There’s a good, obedient boy! You’re forgiven—go on! I am a merciful Master. But I might spank you anyway, just for fun!

Fabien is the luckiest faggot on the planet to be owned and used by Master Anthony! He is the perfect faggot for a most perfect King!

Thank you to both my Master Anthony and my brother Fabien for this!

Yours Always,

sam the faggot

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

It’s been an excruciatingly long time since I last heard from my faithful brother Fabien, the French faggot owned by straight, Tom Holland-lookalike Master Anthony (last update was APRIL!). However, I knew two things: (1) serving a straight God Alpha like Master Anthony will keep any faggot busy, and (2) Fabien was planning another wondrous, months-long summer break for his Master and his Alpha pack! I certainly didn’t want to interrupt any of that!

But you can imagine my joy when I opened my email last night to find a letter from my brother! Just listen to how Fabien starts it off:

My beloved big brother!

I am so so so sorry! As I was cleaning out my emails, I realized I failed to reply to your last email before summer! Brother, I beg your forgiveness on my knees! I’m an unworthy, ungrateful little brother!

Such a little drama queen! LOL! That’s okay, though! A little groveling is good for us fags!

But here’s Fabien’s fabulous update:

This summer is AMAZING, and I’ve been super busy! We spent a good part of August in Spain, where we got to see a total solar eclipse. I can tell you that Anthony was very pleased with me. When he heard about the event, he told me to do everything necessary so he could see it. He then discovered that I’d already had everything planned for weeks just in case: a vacation there for him and his Alpha brothers and their own slaves, and special glasses for the Masters to watch the eclipse… He was over the moon! He fucked me in the ass all evening and let me sleep next to him, with my head near his cock. I love it when my Master is this happy with me! I’m so thrilled! On the day of the event, Anthony allowed me to watch the eclipse and lent me his glasses for a few minutes, while the other slaves had to remain on the ground at their masters’ feet and worship them for the entire time. They were only able to look during the total phase of the eclipse. That’s only natural: Alphas have privileges! After all they’re the sunshine in our lives and they light up our days all the time!

Before that, in July, we visited several beaches and vacation resorts in North Africa. It was a smaller group, with just Henri and his slave Clément. The four of us had a wonderful time together. Clément and I are now in complete symbiosis in serving our two Masters, just as they are with each other. We love to watch their manly friendship and being their servants and playthings when they’re enjoying themselves together. We massaged and licked their feet several times while they were sunbathing side by side by the pool in public! Some of the other tourists were surprised, but it became a habit, and we were thrilled to reveal the truth of Hierarchy! I can tell you that some beautiful young girls were turned on by the sight and ended up in the masters’ beds… I have to say, I love seeing this wonderful brotherhood between my Master and his best mate Henri. And I admit I feel a twinge of pride at all the little signs that show Anthony is the leader and Henri is one level below him in the hierarchy. He always gets first dibs on choices (girls, activities…), and even though they often have moments of rivalry (in physical challenges, games…), Anthony always wins, and Henri clearly respects his superiority. But of course, that doesn’t change the fact that Henri is light-years aove me in the Hierarchy and that I happily grovel at his feet!

Also, this summer was a lot of fun for Anthony at the movies, with two films starring Tom Holland! My Master jokingly asked me if I would leave him to serve Tom if I had the chance; I replied that I already had a God who welcomed me at his feet, and that this privilege was more than enough for one inferior. To me, Anthony is already Spider-Man, Telemachus, and all the heroes, kings, and gods of history!

Anthony and I are going to spend the rest of August in a villa by the sea with an older cousin of his, who’s about my age. My Master told me that his cousin is undoubtedly an Alpha, but has no experience owning slaves. I wonder how that’s going to turn out!

I apologize again and again for taking so long to reply to you! I’m often overwhelmed and exhausted, though I’m very happy to devote my life to making my beloved Master Anthony’s life even better. But I should never forget that I owe it all to you for opening my eyes to my true nature and my destiny as a faggot. I kiss your feet in shame and guilt! And I’ll kiss Anthony’s feet and suck his cock for you!

Lots of love!

fab the fag

Such a wonderful update!

One thing Fabien excels at is preparation and anticipation. He’s always ten steps ahead, planning ways to satisfy his Master’s needs long before his Master knows he needs it! This is not easy, but Fabien makes it seem easy because of his natural talents.

Another thing Fabien is especially good at is keeping his ego and jealousy in check. Many faggots struggle with this (I know I did), but Fabien knows his place and embraces it. In fact, I’d say Fabien enjoys the fact that he’s Master Anthony’s personal slave and plaything. He’s so humble that it makes my heart rejoice!

So I wrote back to Fabien with some of my thoughts, as well as a stern refusal on Fabien’s offer of foot worship. I wanted to know how he was able to afford all of these lavish vacations, as well as how he was handling hearing/warching Master Anthony fuck girls. He replied this way:

Haha! I don’t turn tricks on the side (no time for that!), but it’s true that my finances are tight! Fortunately, I manage to save up during the year, since I no longer treat myself to anything other than pleasing my Master (which is more than enough!) and other slaves of the Alpha pack contribute to the Masters’ lifestyle! Thanks to our combined efforts, we are able to provide them with a living standard that comes a little closer to what they are entitled to.

My Master sometimes does me the honor of letting me be there when he’s fucking girls! Not always, but sometimes I’m kneeling in a corner or at the foot of the bed. Once, I was licking his toes while the girl was riding him. I’d say I find him a little gentler and more considerate with the girls. Mind you, he’s obviously very dominant and expects them to respect and to worship him, to say so and to show it! But you can sense a desire to be a little more romantic and to care at least a little about their own pleasure. Whereas when he fucks me or one of our faggot brothers… Let’s just say we’re not much more than living sex toys! LOL I also get the impression that he growls and roars more when he’s fucking me, whereas he makes moans of pleasure with the girls… But maybe I’m just being overly interpretive!

I will be more than happy to worship Anthony’s feet and cock to make amend to you! Thank you for giving me such a punishment!

Lots of love,

fab the fag

I do wonder if Master Anthony is using these fuck sessions as a training method for Fabien, or if he just likes showing off (might be a combination of both). When used with affection, this method of allowing a fag to watch can be a bonding experience. But when it’s used to retrain a jealous fag, it becomes a more painful Nuclear Method of destroying/rebuilding a fag. Thankfully, there is genuine love between Master Anthony and Fabien!

I told Fabien to kiss Master Anthony’s feet and suck his dick for me if he really wanted to apologize for leaving me hanging.

So it was no surprise when I received something in the mail today:

Hey faggot!

My good boy fab sucked me off and told me it was from you haha! Nice of you to check in! fab told me he gave you the gist of our summer. It was great! We’re going to spend some time soon at a beautiful beach villa with my cousin Arthur. He’s a really cool guy I haven’t seen in two years. I’m pretty sure he’s an Alpha, but I don’t think he’s using faggots, haha we’ll see if he converts!

Bye, faggot!

Master Anthony simply oozes raw God Alpha energy, even in a letter. His power grows daily, and he’s becoming impenetrable and unassailable as a King. It’s such an honor to even know him!

As for Arthur, I have no doubt Master Anthony will convince him of the joys of faggot ownership! Master Anthony is one of the great mentors of lesser Alphas, and they always obey!

I’m so happy to have heard from both of them! Let’s see if I hear back from them again before Christmas! LOL

Love,

sam the faggot

The following post is part of a larger thread chronicling a single mother named Sophie who is raising a blossoming 16-year-old God Alpha named Master Lucas. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!

During my life I have been owned by multiple straight Alphas. Those many years of experience led me to create this site, which was originally titled “FagsWorshipStraights” on Tumblr. During those first few years I received plenty of flak for my relentless assertion that straight Alphas owned and used fags like me.

These days people no longer question it, because the evidence is piling up here and everywhere that yes, many straight Alphas do indeed own faggots … and always have!

I’m saying all of this because Queen Sophie (and I) received quite a shock a couple of days ago, one I should’ve seen coming.

READ ON:

Oh my good sam! I absolutely must tell you what happened!

As I mentioned last time, Raphael instructed me to come spend Sunday with him until he leaves on his trip. I arrived at his place late on Saturday night and quickly took in his beautiful apartment. We spent yet another wonderful night of love, during which he penetrated me through every hole.

That morning, after I’d taken care of his morning wood, I got up to make him breakfast, but he grabbed my arm and pulled me back close to him. “No need, wait just a little.” We cuddled tenderly, and just a few minutes later, the door opened and a young pretty boy, in his twenties I think, walked into the room!

Seeing how surprised we both were, Raphael remained calm, with one arm behind his head. “Sweatheart, this is my home slave. Hi boy. Meet the woman I love, Sophie. You’re to serve her as well. No wake-up blowjob this morning, Sophie has already taken care of it. You’re going to bring breakfast for the both of us. Sophie, my love, tell the slave what you want for breakfast.” I quickly regained my composure and told the boy what I wanted, and he rushed outside saying “At once, Ma’am!”. I turned to my lover and master. “What’s his name?”  He replied, nonchalantly. “I don’t remember, not even sure I ever asked him. I don’t care.”

As you can imagine, I was at once amazed, excited, and, deep down, not all that surprised to discover that Raphael was also dominating a boy serving him domestically! While we were having breakfast in bed, the boy was worshipping Raphael’s feet. At one point, the master motioned for him to kiss mine, too! Oh, what a strange pleasure I felt!

Raphael and I spent a wonderful day, snuggled up at his place, filled with tenderness, conversation, and fun. A minor incident occurred during the day, but it was no big deal. While his slave was serving us drinks as we sat on the couch, he almost knocked over a glass. Exasperated, Raphael grabbed him by the ear and ordered him to be more careful. I shyly tried to intervene. “Come on, Raphael my love, don’t be too harsh…” But he immediately silenced me, without even raising his voice. “Shut up, woman. The man’s talking.”

After the poor boy went off to do other tasks, Raphael made things crystal clear. “Don’t ever interrupt me again when I discipline my slaves, and never undermine my authority. I hope I have made myself clear.” I felt both guilty and aroused by his natural power. “Absolutely, my love. Sir. Fogive me. I shall behave.” I was relieved that he forgave me right away. “Good girl. I love you so much.” Then he passionately kissed me.

I had planned to help Raphael pack for his trip, but he quickly made it clear that I was there solely for companionship, affection and sex, while his slave handled all the logistics. On Monday morning, we said goodbye on his doorstep, while the young boy was waiting for him with his luggage to drive him to the airport. After a long, warm hug, Raphael said to me “My slave is at your disposal while I’m away. You can summon him at any time to serve you and your son Lucas, for whatever you need.” I replied  “Thank you so much, my love! Lucas often has his own servants to help me around the house, but I’ll keep your slave in mind if needed!” “What an impressive young man. I can’t wait to meet him. Have a wonderful time together, sweetheart.”

I’m already looking forward to seeing him again! I almost feel a twinge of regret for not going with him as he had told me to, but I’m overjoyed at the thought of seeing my son again soon. These two weeks would be so long without him!

Master Raphael owns faggots!!!

It really doesn’t surprise me that much in the larger scheme of things. Apex and God Alphas like Master Raphael have tremendous needs for worship and service that far exceed what only one person can provide. Owning a private entourage of females and/or faggots gives a God Alpha a feeling of completeness about his life and a fulfillment of how he views his Kingdom.

I love the way he sprung that faggot on Sophie! I’ve heard of this being done before. I think Alphas do this with females to test their reaction to their ownership of faggots.

Of course, Queen Sophie already has extensive experience with straight Alphas owning faggots because of her son, Master Lucas. But still, how weird that Sophie has that in both her son and her lover! I’m not sure what those odds look like in Vegas, but they must be nearly impossible!

I’m just so delighted that Master Lucas will now have a God Alpha mentor who will understand his needs for power and worship! They’re elite Alphas whose needs are poorly understood even by other Alphas!

Master Raphael and Master Lucas will be able to speak freely to each other in a language only they’ll understand, and I know it will only make Master Lucas even that much more powerful and confident!

But finally, I must commend Queen Sophie. She has done everything correctly in submitting to Master Raphael’s power, and she’s shown resilience, strength, and flexibility while learning how to serve/satisfy her Master and boyfriend!

I’m so grateful to be her faggot as well!

Love,

sam the faggot

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!

In the history of this site, I’ve covered some Alphas so powerful that they feel dangerous even in writing. These are God Alphas who are less human and more like elemental forces of nature.

Among these, Master Chad reigns supreme.

Master Chad is the straight Alpha son of God Alpha Dino. I was there when Master Dino taught his prolifically-fertile firstborn about the purpose of faggots, and Master Chad responded by breeding fags with as much gusto as he bred females. The humans inhabiting his planet are merely toys with holes for him to fill with his prodigious cumshots.

Today Master Chad lives in his perfect place, leading Hierarchy Island, killing game, and being served by an army of faggots and females while ruling alongside a handful of Alphas. It’s an idyllic existence for sure.

At Master Chad’s feet are 13 biological sons, gathered to him on the island from the various female incubators he’s impregnated. Statistically-speaking, not all of his boys would be Alpha. But what if some of them were actually faggots?

Listen to what Master Chad is discovering:

Sup cockjockey, 

    Dino mentioned rappin with ya this morning and it got Me thinking. Maybe ya heard about this kind of situation I got on My hands cause even Pop is uncertain how to deal.

      For sure 2 of My boys are fags. Gavin and Justin display all the signs but Gavin is different. Tough as an Alpha but definitely not one. For instance, he goes up against any of his brothers but steals My fuckin dirty socks for God knows what. He sneaks around at night to watch Me fuck. I catch him sleeping with My boxers covering his face. I sleep like im dead so who knows if the little fuck is licking My nuts and shit while I’m sawin logs. LMFAO I am his focus. It’s a lot like bunny’s need for Pop growing up so I know I got another bunny in him. But here’s the deal, say c.c. brings Me a beer. Gavin will go get another can, set it beside Me and take the one his mother brought and throw it away. Then the fucker will  just beam a smile at Me. Once Cal got My jacket for Me and Gavin punched Him in the nuts and snatched the jacket away and brought it to Me. He’s on Me every second and fights his brothers if they dare to interrupt his playtime with Me. He’ll sneak in bed with Me and c.c. at night and I find him with his face in My crotch or My pit. Little fucker wants his Daddy all to himself and will fight anybody, even adults who try to horn in on his scene. Goddamn faggot, He’s so into Me I already know what’s gonna go down one day, right cumhole? The looks he gives Me sometimes are fuckin pure unadulterated lust. A fuckin 8 year old is slobbering for My cock without even knowing what his feelings mean. All he knows is he wants Daddy’s attention and does his best to outdo everyone else to please Daddy, and to be near Me. Fucker can hold his own against his superior Brother, the Prince. Mommy is the only tough faggot I know of but I don’t know how she balanced all that. I miss her badly. I wish I could talk to her about this shit. She’d know exactly how to handle this. Poor c.c., she understands Gavin’s desires but it still hurts her a bit that the child she loves and raises gets pissed like it’s a competition for Me. She’s managed to make a game of some shit she does for Me by including him and it’s helped. But I still got the rough stuff to deal with. What do I do with a baby faggot in love with Me and willing to fight everybody to capture My sole attention? Fatherhood is, at one and the same time, fun as fuck and harder than My cock after a week of no sex. Pop has told Me how He’d handled bunny but she’s a pussy. Gavin is not.

   Well cumhole, what’s your ideas on the subject. Ever met a subservient faggot who could beat ya up? Ever heard of anything like this before? Get back to Me when ya can.

It’s crazy to imagine Master Chad being lusted over by one of his faggot sons. Of course, Gavin is too young to even understand what he’s doing. It’s pure instinct driving Gavin’s actions, a primordial faghood working itself out.

I’m sure most fathers (Alpha or not) would react in horror if their sons acted like this. I know mine did. However, Master Chad is accustomed to his overwhelming presence forcing subs into deep submission to him. Gavin’s actions are less surprising and more about revelation.

This type of situation, one that so often results in broken relationships, can be handled effectively because Master Chad knows hierarchy so well. Hell, he DEFINES hierarchy! This is why I’m so adamant that people learn hierarchical mechanics. It gives insight where was once only fear.

In terms of what to do, I don’t think there really is anything to do. Gavin is too young to know what he’s doing. Scolding him will only confuse him more.

Just let him grow into whatever nature intends. If Gavin truly is a faggot, then there is no better place for him to embrace his purpose!