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

Several people have come to me asking if the new-ish thread about Sean the office faggot whose life (and company) were turned upside-down by an God Alpha named Eric was true. All I can do is sputter incredulously, “Yes, it appears to be true.”

I mean, how do you react when something so monumental happens? What was your reaction to seeing the terrorist attacks on 9/11/2001 happen live on television? How would you react if Godzilla suddenly rose from the ocean off the shores of Florida? (I’d be cheering on Godzilla) How would you handle a massive alien spacecraft descending over the Earth?

Some events are so far outside our ordinary field of vision that they become hard to comprehend and even more difficult to describe.

That’s how I feel when I even consider what has happened to my faggot brother Sean. Just a few short months ago an Apex Alpha named Eric was hired to work at the small business Sean co-owned with some partners, and in that tiny window of opportunity Master Eric has taken over everything. Master Eric has supplanted Sean within the office hierarchy, taken control of Sean, and now has taken over Sean’s house and possessions. Sean, blindsided by this Apex Alpha force of nature, has stumbled through this new reality like someone walking out of a sudden car crash with a severe head injury.

It’s very reminiscent of the story of Master Str8Alpha4Fags2Serve, which I have preserved here for all time. I guess what I’m saying is that it’s not unheard of for Apex Alphas do such things, but seeing it happen in real time is a bit overwhelming.

So I’ve been pressing Sean for more details about Master Eric and how things run now in the company and in Master Eric’s new household (previously Sean’s house).

sam,  i really don’t know where (or how) to start is describing my Alpha-god.  First of all (although it probably is the least important aspect) He is gorgeous: 6’2″ tall, muscular but not  bulky, He is solid, defined (ripped) with like zero body fat.  He works out maybe 3-4 times a week but is not obsessive about it.  He has flawless skin, His complexion is slightly darker than white.  He has the most intense blue eyes i have ever seen and His hair is blond — not straw blond like Scandinavian; more dirty blond.  He has a magnificent smile with the whitest teeth.

Second: He is bisexual.  He likes fucking, and as you can imagine, He has no problem attracting fuck-mates.  He prefers fucking men, specifically faggots, especially me, because He feels He can be more aggressive fucking faggots than He feels He can be with women.  He’s too much of a gentleman.
He is the most aggressive fucker i have ever known.  i will avoid subjective terms such as “huge” or “Massive” in describing His cock.  Enough to say that it is considerably larger than “normal” both in length and girth.  He produces enormous volumes of cum — more than i have ever experienced before — and He recovers rapidly.  (i have known Him to fuck me three times within the span of an hour).  He fucks me like one would expect an Alpha to fuck a faggot; like it is His absolute right to use my holes for His pleasure without regard to how i feel, whether it is inconvenient, whether it is painful, whether it is degrading.  His pleasure is the most important; indeed, the only importance.  He will ram His cock as far down my throat as any man ever has, and He will sometimes keep it there until i am about to pass out.  He know just when that moment is at hand and He pulls out just in time.  i have often thought that if He failed to pullout and i suffocated to death from Him fucking my throat, could a faggot want a more glorious way to die?

In all other ways, His Alpha-ness is manifest.  He has taken over my bedroom in my house.  i sleep in the guest room.  He drives my Porsche to work.  i drive His 10-year old Honda accord.  i do His laundry, cook His meals, run His errands (both at work and everywhere else).  At work, He has gradually eased me out of my former leadership role.  my partners have accepted this as they recognize His superiority in virtually all aspects and indeed i am beginning to see a kind of — don’t call it submission, but rather deference — on the part of my partners to His business judgment.  It will be interesting to watch how this progresses.

Bonkers! If Sean’s description is accurate, I can see why everyone around him bends to his will!

I still had other questions about the business situation and Master Eric’s use of females or other faggots, which Sean then answered:

1.  i don’t know whether the partnership agreement actually will be altered, but de facto it has been.  my [former] partners now generally come to Eric with questions as to running the business or for advice.  Even though some of the decisions being made have a direct effect on my financial interests, neither Eric nor my partners consult me on these matters.  i am not reduced to a cypher; i still am looked to by all to contribute to the  business,

2.  He does not bring faggots home to fuck.  i believe that i am the only faggot He uses.  He does bring women home.  He doesn’t ask me or even tell me that He will be doing so.  i would not expect Him to.  After all, it is His home.  When He does bring women home i just go about my business, cleaning the kitchen, ironing His boxers.  Some times He will introduce me, “this is sean” or “this is my faggot.”  Sometimes not.  He is not shy about calling me from the bed in which He has just fucked some woman, to bring Him something, or sometimes just to drive the lady home because He is done with her.

WOW! Now that is BALLSY!

I have to imagine it’s an awkward drive to take the females home after they’ve been thoroughly used by Master Eric. What do you even say to her? Do you give her advice on what cream to put on her pussy to help with the swelling and pain?

I love the detail that Master Eric casually introduces Sean as “this is my faggot.” This is where we need to get this within society, to a point where faggots are seen as a useful possession or accessory of Men, a symbol of status and power. It’s clear that Master Eric and others in the newer generations of Alphas are implementing faggots in their lives this way. Hopefully it will become more widespread and acceptable once more!

In many ways Sean is living a faggot’s hottest and wettest dream, but it only happened because he gave himself over to his submission and into the hands of this Apex god!

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

So back on December 29, 2021 I received a Questions From Readers from an anonymous faggot who had a new young Apex Alpha working in his professional office. This Alpha was the faggot’s subordinate, but it was pretty clear that this Alpha was quite different and was already taking charge. The faggot was desperate to serve this Alpha, but didn’t know how to start. So I outlined a set of scenarios and instructions on how to approach using these as a guide.

The backlash I received from this helpful post took me by surprise. Keyboard warriors in my audience accused me of putting this faggot in danger of losing his job, getting beaten up, and possibly starting World War III. I kept telling these morons that they had no idea what they were talking about, but they wouldn’t relent.

A couple of weeks later the faggot wrote back. In this update, the faggot told me that the Alpha seemed to be enjoying some of the attention. He also told me that he’s actually one of the three owners of the small company (<15 employees) in question. That certainly complicates the situation, but I encouraged him some more.

And once again people were bitching at me that I was risking this faggot’s stake in the company, yadda yadda. One shithead even told me I give terrible advice that destroys lives, despite voluminous evidence to the contrary. Whatever.

And now, after three long months, the faggot returns with a MINDBLOWING update!

sam, my brother,  i know that you’re busy responding to the numerous inquiries that your website receives.  Hopefully, you will remember me; i’m the closeted (well, formerly closeted, we’ll get into that) faggot boss in need to serve the ultra-hot total Alpha new employee recent college grad whom i used (but not any longer, really; we’ll get into that also) to supervise in our small company.  Your advice was to try taking Him out to a nice dinner and then to let nature take its course.

Well, it took me several weeks to work up the nerve to ask Him (His name is Eric) out to dinner at a local steak house.  i was nervous as a cat, but i didn’t need to be.  Eric — true Alpha that He is — took over.  When the waiter came, Eric ordered for both of us, without even consulting as to what i might want.  Our discussion over dinner was not about work (the pretense i used in inviting Him to dinner was that i wanted to discuss how He was doing at work) but rather constant probing by Eric which elicited my true confessions, so to speak, about my desire (need) to serve Superior Men. 

Even before the coffee was served, Eric was getting into details.  “You want to suck my cock.”  It was a statement, not merely a question.  “Yes,” i whispered.  “Speak up, bitch,” Eric stated firmly.  “Yes, i want to suck your cock.”  “Yes, who?”  “Yes, Sir, i want to suck your cock.” 

We’re sitting at our table in Morton’s, other diners are all around, and i cannot be sure that we weren’t overheard.  “Go to the men’s room, go to the last stall and wait for me.” 

i did and i waited a long time while Eric finished His coffee and did who knows what — checked His emails, did some texting — it seemed like hours.  He finally came in, closed the stall door, and pulled out the most magnificent cock i had ever seen. i worshiped His cock.  He favored me with a huge load of delicious cum, much of which ended up on my face.  When He was finished, He said merely, “clean yourself up bitch and pay the check.  Leave the waiter a very generous tip.  I’ll see you in the office tomorrow. 

When i got back to the table He was already gone.

Things moved quickly after that, sam.  Within a week Eric had moved into my house.  He took over my bedroom, relegating me to the guest room.  i learned that He is not only an impressive skull fucker but an awesome (and practically insatiable) ass fucker.  At work, i permanently assigned Eric to “my team” which raised some eyebrows among my partners, because we had never before assigned employees to specific teams.  We had always been flexible.  i started bringing Eric coffee at His desk or His lunch (a sandwich or a salad, whatever He wanted), which i had relocated close to mine.  Soon, other employees were looking to Eric for guidance rather than me, and at meetings, my partners would seek Eric’s input on business decisions: should we hire this guy? should we submit a proposal on this project?  i found myself more and more sidelined. 

Ultimately, at a partners meeting (Eric had started attending partners meetings and none of my partners objected — it just seemed natural that He would participate in these meetings) Eric said, “you know guys, sean (that’s me) is an impressive cocksucker and an awesome fuck.”  There was total silence.  And then one of my partners, Bob, said, “really!  Come on over here, sean,” as He unzipped and pulled out His cock.  And my life was irrevocably changed.

This is exactly the kind of Apex Alpha flex I was expecting to happen if Master Eric took to Sean’s faggot machinations. Apex Alphas literally do not see the world the way everybody else does. Their lives are smorgasbords of endless variety and choice. They are catered to by inferiors in ways so vast and so miniscule that their privileges become incomprehensible to the average person. Losing is unknown to them, only degrees of winning.

The credit goes to my brother Sean, who followed my instructions perfectly and showed courage when confronted directly by Master Eric. It takes a lot of personal conviction and strength to put everything on the line in order to serve an Alpha! I really admire that!

This Master Eric is becoming a much more intriguing figure. I have requested more information about him, so hopefully we can hear back soon from Sean about that.

In the meantime, let this true story serve as a clarifying example of what I do here. I change lives. And I know what the fuck I’m doing. So the Peanut Gallery of nobodies who have never tried anything at all (and never will) yet cast dispersions on me or Sean or anybody else – GO FUCK YOURSELF!

The most appealing aspect about Master @DomTopStud is that he’s a MAN in the old school sense of the word. Thick, solid muscle covered in fur, a big fat dick always ready to breed, and a natural dominance.

He fucks like beasts fuck. He’s a Kraken, a centaur, a King of the jungle!

Behold:

Hierarchy 259 – Master Con Rescues Nick The Faggot

God Alphas truly are the best of us!

SITE: https://hierarchypodcast.com/hierarchy-259-master-con-rescues-nick-the-faggot/

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Indeed!

Then I received this funny aside from Master Con:

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

Ah, faggot issues! They can be neverending!

Then came a series of pics of another cute faggot.

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

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

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

I had to know more.

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

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

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

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

And he’s just getting started!

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

It’s rare to meet a young Alpha who is mature enough and so focused on slave ownership like Master Con (@masterconfeet on X). Since I wrote about him, he’s been inundated with starving faggots eager to serve him.

And he’s only too happy to oblige!

He wrote this to me:

Hey boy, since you posted that last post about Tommy, I’ve had lots of new faggots get in contact with me through Twitter, offering themselves up, even Fags wanted to be shipped as cargo from America. I will talk to almost all Fags and slaves, but naturally, am selective of the items I take as property, however I have taken an older slave as my newest item. It struck me how eager it was to please, offering his house, body and life to me, after feeling a void left by it’s need to serve. As I write this now, the faggot is eagerly deepthroating my dick, wearing its new collar, cock cage and restraints. It has already cleaned my place, made my food, waited on my drinks, served me in a variety of sexual ways and it still wants to serve. It will be stored in a cage soon, so it is used to being stored. This is a reward of a so called alpha. Who uses a fag for a while and then ditched it, for a true alpha like me to come and claim, this fag may well become one of my live in items, a fuck toy, foot worshiper, cleaner, item in the kitchen, even a human urinal. I’ve been thinking a lot lately about what I want from these faggots and slaves, for the long term and have become more and more interested in claiming a faggot to be either a slave boyfriend, or take a boiwife role. The idea of having a cute little slut in my bed cuddled up to me, that I can grab by the hair and choke on my dick whenever is fucking appealing, even more so taking it to my family, it knowing it’s owned, but no one else does. My view on this slave/master dynamic is very different to most my age. I’ve no interest of being a muscle Dom, or a findom master who leaves Fags in poverty. I’m interested in owning faggots and slaves, long term or for life- that’s the best gift that a slave gives to its master. And it is a gift, not a right. A slave realises that your a true alpha Dom and GIVES itself to you, it’s owner. That said, if a slave was to tribute, I wouldn’t decline, but it’s not something I go out of my way to look for. I much prefer using it physically. The fag I have here is cleaning my balls now, having swallowed his third consecutive load, and I have this urge to own more property, and definitely a slave bf/boiwife.

Amazing!

Many so-called Alphas are playing games online and have no intention of taking more than just money from faggots. Master Con, on the other hand, is the real thing. He’s becoming the owner of actual faggot property, and his life is richer for it!

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

I received a few responses from my post regarding faggot auctions (prompting last night’s drunken podcast), but none of the responses were as vivid as the one I received from a young Alpha in the UK who calls himself Master Con. It seems that he owns a couple of faggots already through the hunt/capture method, but after that post about auctions he’s thinking he might like to stock his stable with some paid-for faggots.

He wrote this:

Hi boy,

an interesting reply. The fish may well taste better when you catch it, but in this instance I would expect a trained slave for a nice sum of money, which would be further reinforced with its buyer’s training.

I want one. I would very much anticipate a slave being bought at auction in the USA, for example, and being shipped as cargo to the UK will be better submissive because it depends on it’s master that degree more, escape is no good, it knows no-one.

I work for a UK airline, ambulance service and study at university full time, that’s a heck of a lot and I need slaves to take care of my needs. I don’t need to come home to a list of chores or dinner to cook, that’s their job whilst they massage my feet too.

Tommy, my current slave is good, but he studies at university in a different part of the country and I need a slave 24/7. I caught Tommy by being me. Coming home sweaty from the gym, a day at uni… whatever. Noticing him try to subtly sniff the air as I walked past, my gym gear going missing, my socks feeling a little wet (from where he’d been licking).

I always knew he was a fag, so I tried a less orthodox approach. I introduced another, nsa runt, to the mix. We’ll call him Jack. I knew Tommy was coming to my place around 4 ‘for some games’, so I got jack round at 3 and began throat fucking it. Tommy eventually came in to see me throatfucking jack on the sofa and it was like fate turned to reality. Tommy stripped, crawled over and started worshiping my feet whilst I pounded Jack’s throat. Tommy didn’t say a word, but that’s the moment when he became mine fully.

Not being content with that, I commanded Tommy to run Jacks ass. I had the intention on fucking it and Tommy was gonna be the tool to prepare the ass. Once it had slobbered over the ass enough, I locked Tommy in a cage and made him watch me mount/rape faggot Jack for a while whilst pumping multiple loads into it.

That withdrawal, not being used, ignorance was too much for Tommy. And that day onward he’s been my total fag since, when he is here away from uni.

I’m already in the process of acquiring a new item, but I want to pay for one too, to see the difference and grow my stable of only the best runts in the world.

First of all, this is pretty advanced faggot manipulation for a college Alpha! Is there a class Alphas take to learn these effective faggot enslavement techniques, or is it just pure nature? Regardless, Master Con’s plan worked perfectly, simultaneously humiliating and exciting the faggot (the secret sauce) and forcing it to fully submit!

This is an interesting test Master Con proposes as well. Of course, any purchased faggot would need to be trained to Master Con’s specifications, but i would be curious if its pre-trained state would make it more pliable for more training, or more rebellious.

Given what I’ve learned about Master Con, I am thinking he’s more than capable of handling rebellious faggots!

Men like Master Con will never be satisfied with single-use or occasional-use faggots. He requires complete ownership and constant use in all areas of his life. And he deserves it.

I’ve been online teaching Hierarchical truth since June of 2015, so nearly ten years. And over that time I’ve been asked multiple times why I continue teaching these things, persevering through virtually obstacle imaginable.

My simple answer is this: Hierarchical truth gave me purpose and clarity and peace in my life, and as more and more people apply and embrace these truths they have the same results. So I’ve been convinced of the power of these fundamental truths, and the importance of giving back drives me forward.

And I have been blessed to be a part of significantly changing the lives of many, many people because I never gave up and I never forgot the truths I experienced and witnessed with my own eyes.

I received a very long, very detailed letter in my Questions inbox from a faggot brother yesterday, and he was asking about the future of Hierarchy in the wake of the left’s neutering of males through “wokeness” and the right’s hateful, Destroyer Alpha ideologies that reveal only insecurities. It’s an intriguing problem, one I gave considerable thought to over the last two years while I was incarcerated.

But first, let me share my brother’s remarkable letter:

Dear Sam,

I’m a longtime fan of your work who is finally reaching out to say thank you and pose some questions to you about hierarchy and its future.

First, thank you. Thank you for educating the world, including me. I first came across your content years ago on the old FWA site. There I was, sitting in an airport, waiting for my flight to arrive when I stumbled across FWA. My curiosity was piqued and not long thereafter I was hooked. It took some time, but I came to realize that I’m a faggot (albeit a rather prideful and rebellious one). At first there was some concern and cognitive dissonance—but the more I read and the more I reflected—the more I understood myself, my hunger to serve, and the bigger picture. That said, I have some thoughts and questions about hierarchy and the Alpha and fag communities.

My awakening as a faggot began when I was in college. I met two guys (a couple) who took my virginity. Yes, my first time was a threesome—and it was awesome. One had an absolutely life changing dick. Big. Thick. Uncut. He was a cocky motherfucker who knew his power and attraction. Our “hanging out” quickly escalated to me stroking his cock and then sucking it while his boyfriend fucked me. After a while of that, and after my virgin hole had been opened a bit, the bigger of the two then took me from behind and fucked me with his impressive manhood. I felt so good. So complete. But also afraid. Dirty even. There was a lot to process, but I knew I liked that feeling—of having a man inside of me. Of making him cum. Of using my body to bring him pleasure. I didn’t realize it then, but this obviously sowed the seeds of my descent into sub space.

Soon after, I started meeting more guys—some mediocre who just wanted a quick fuck—but some who were truly special, just like that first guy. They fucked with ferocity but also with purpose. They owned my minds as much as my body, and they did so in a way that exemplified masculine superiority. In hindsight, I now know these were true Alphas who I met along the way.

One, a frequent fuck buddy, was an older man in his 30s. He was hung, handsome, fit, and had a magnetic personality. I wanted to spend as much time in his presence as I could—and I did. He taught me how to properly sexually service men like him, but he always did so in a constructive and warm way. He was my first Protector Alpha. He was also the first Alpha who cunted me.

In my experience, everything you write about cunting is true. Here I am, more than 15 years later, and I still hunger for the way this Alpha fucked me. The way he used my holes for his pleasure and the pleasure of his friend he introduced me to. All these years later, I’m still that shy 18 year old college freshman getting railed by this absolute mountain of a man, and I still remember all of the life lessons he imparted upon me; recognizing my self worth and giving me confidence to be who I am.

I suppose you could say I was lucky because over the years I met other Alphas whom I served sexually. Most were Protectors, but all had the same intoxicating effect: overwhelming my senses, the euphoria of their attention and approval, drawing me closer to them and their power, making me submit. A handful cunted me, resulting in them similarly forever owning a part of my psyche. Your recent podcast about Alpha ascendancy reminded me of these life changing and treasured experiences.

That recent podcast also made me think about some things that concern me about hierarchy today. Maybe I’m jaded, but I can’t help but look around and see a landscape of posers, fakes, and opportunists parading themselves as “Alphas” but not knowing the first thing about what it means to be an Alpha. I see this a lot in the findom space. It’s hard for me—a very successful professional—to take these “Alphas” seriously or see them as anything but chumps who are asking for a handout. What is “Alpha” about extracting money from a faggot or a sub, someone who is already insignificant to begin with? What is “Alpha” about depending on the charity of another when you are supposed to be a leader of men?

Your recent podcast on ascendancy told listeners to take heed of our environment, of the Alpha-fag ecosystem and lifecycle. Yes, fags exist to serve Alphas, but Alphas also need fags, as well. A faggot is there for more than just spitting on or extracting money. It’s there to serve, to be taught, and to be led. But I don’t see much of the latter.

I look out on the world and see a tragic lack of Protector Alphas. It makes me sad to think that young and future faggots might not experience what I did because their only concept of service might be coughing up money for or being spit on by the people I describe above. It also worries me that an entire generation of Alphas is being lost to this performative and reductive idea of what superiority and true masculine leadership and excellence look like.

Do you think things are changing? If so, are they changing for the better? Or have I missed something, or perhaps am just jaded? Where have all the Protectors gone?

This brother’s letter is very much the kind of message I receive on a daily basis since my return from prison. Why is there such affection and loyalty to FWA (now Hierarchy University) and its message? BECAUSE IT WAS NEVER A FETISH SITE – IT PROVED ITSELF TO BE TELLING TRUTH. And that truth SET PEOPLE FREE and CHANGED LIVES.

Listen to the experiences of my brother. Notice how he recognized the ring of truth in what I was teaching, to the point that he couldn’t ignore it any longer. And when he applied that truth in his life, miraculous experiences changed his entire life and set him free!

Which leads me to one of my answers to my brother’s questions above: is Hierarchy being invalidated or diluted by the current state of the world and masculinity in general? NO. Hierarchy is as ancient as any principle in human society. It’s something we know from infancy, feel it in the air everywhere we go, and are always guided instinctively by its influence. The same hierarchical influence that caused males to submit and service gladiators in the Roman Empire still molds the minds of Men today. The only factor that really changes in the equation is how much will society allow the freedom to express it.

My brother brings up another, more sobering point: Alphas are in trouble. Radical ideological forces are shifting Alphas away from what I consider to be their absolutely intrinsic purpose: As Protector (or Builder) Alphas. The world of today is either teaching Alphas that everyone is equal, neutering their power to lead. The world of today is also teaching Alphas to be selfish and stupid, encouraging insecure and toxic Destroyer Alpha behaviors.

My brother mentions online financial domination as one of these toxic forces ruining Alphas, and I completely agree. Findom doesn’t teach true Hierarchy, but rather a cartoonish version of Alphahood that allows fakes and phonies to slip in and mislead others. In turn, these Alpha failures destroy genuine faggots misled by their corrupted masculinity. There are definitely true Alphas in findom, but they are often obscured by the loud, ignorant, and grotesque Destroyer Alphas poisoning the true water of Hierarchy.

Without great Protector Alphas providing clear-eyed, ethical leadership, human society is threatened. It becomes like a ship without a sturdy, reliable rudder, and it becomes vulnerable to crashing or capsizing.

The true Protector Alphas I’m describing – the ones I’ve served, as well as the ones I’ve described on this site – aren’t pussies or weak Men. Quite the contrary. They’re the ones who defend what is right, fight for the weak and the broken, and defend those they love from threats foreign and domestic. These are Men I would crawl on broken glass to serve and worship, and I know my faggot brother feels the same.

That said, I know there are true Protector Alphas truly worthy of devotion and worship. I don’t believe the current crisis of Masculinity will ever snuff out the true Kings. I say this because I know there are some around today, as there have always been. It’s simply a matter of these powerful Alpha Masters asserting themselves and forcing out the pretenders.

I’m really grateful to my brother for posing this issue, as well as his wonderful, strengthening endorsement of what I’m doing here. His life course and success as a faggot simply prove the truth of Hierarchy, and I’m so proud to serve alongside him!

Thank you, all!

Love,

sam the faggot

Many faggots struggle with a host of issues both physical as well as emotional. We are not like normal males; our general depravity and low self-esteem often manifests itself in poor eating habits and lack of exercise. These failures compound, leading to even more intense feelings of worthlessness.

Every so often I’m asked about this, but my advice on this topic is nothing but empty platitudes and shapeless encouragement. I say this because I know that the only way a faggot can overcome these types of issues is for the faggot to take actions within himself; my well wishes are of little benefit. I can’t do the work for anyone. Either a faggot takes action to help himself, or he doesn’t.

That’s why I was so grateful to receive the following message in my Questions From Readers inbox from an anonymous faggot regarding his lifelong struggles with obesity and body hair. He introduced his issues this way:

I was reading the website and found a question about a hairy faggot who didn’t want to shave. I wanna share my experience about this. I am sorry if this message gets too long but I really need to vent. I’ve been reading your website for years, and I’m so happy you’re back.

When I was 18, I was overweight and super hairy. I already knew I was a faggot and I would spend hours jerking off to porn dreaming about an Alpha and, most importantly, wishing that one day I would wake up as a smooth twink desired by men. The years went by and, when I was 23, I was finally brave enough to download Grindr. It was a total disaster. The vast majority of tops blocked me when I sent a picture and the very few who talked to me were other bottoms looking for bears, asking if I were a top.

A few months later, I met a guy at work who seemed to be nice. He wasn’t very in shape either but he was very confident and clearly an Alpha. I thought it would be easier to be with him since none of us were in shape. But an Alpha who is not in shape has NOTHING to do with a faggot who is not in shape. He was chubby, hairy, had an average dick, but he was very confident and always had someone serving him. I tried to approach him, unfortunately way before I knew about your work and the dynamics withing hierarchy. At first he was really kind to me, we went out for dinner a few times. But when I started to show him my submission, I told him that I was still a virgin and would do anything for him to be my first (I was around 25 by this moment). He said that he could take my virginity if I changed my appearance, then he sent photos of Brent Corrigan and Johnny Rapid, saying that he would fuck me if I looked like them.

I felt very offended and obviously stopped talking to him and even quit the job in order not to be with him again. I got into a deep deep deep depression, crying every single day, thinking that I would never lose my virginity, let along have someone who cares about me. On top of that, a few months later covid hit and my mother died during the pandemic. It was the worst time of my life because we only had each other in this world. I have always been an introvert and didn’t really have any friends, but I had one friend from work who encouraged me to start seeing an online therapist in 2021, after my mother passed away. Thanks to therapy, I noticed that I wasn’t suffering just because of my loss, but because I felt deep down that my mom was the only person who would ever see me beyond my appearance and care about me.

I think this faggot’s experience really reflects the desperation many feel for connection and and acceptance. Losing his mother during the pandemic was an unmooring for him, really forcing him to take an action he truly needed.

Notice what happened once the faggot began taking action and making changes:

The therapist was a wonderful guy, he encouraged me to do small things to uplift my self-steem like getting a better haircut, new clothes, etc. Little by little, I got out of depression and started to retrieve my professional life. One day the therapist told me that he understands very well my desire to have a dominant man in my life but not having one couldn’t be the end of the world. I knew he was gay and married to another man, but I then noticed that he was probably an owned faggot and understood how much I was suffering. Then he said that, since I hardly ever leave the house, I would never find someone, and would probably die a virgin if nothing changed. He suggested me to stop insisting on Grindr and similar hook-up apps because Tops on these apps are looking for an easy hole to cum, and the young smooth bottoms will always catch their attention. And so, he gave me a little task and told me download non-hook-up apps, such as Hinge and Bumble.

I didn’t want to do it at first, but I finally did it. During the first few months, nothing happened. I had just a few matches and usually the guys assumed I was a top because of my appearance. On my 30th birthday, I was quite depressed at home, feeling old and unattractive, when I received a notification from Hinge. I had a match with a 35 year old guy with a beautiful smile, and a confident look. We started talking and, when I said it was my birthday and I would spend the night by myself in my bedroom, he called me and we kept talking for hours. He insisted to take me out for dinner but I was to shy and afraid to accept. I fell asleep, and he texted me good morning on the next morning. He was a real gentleman. I talked to my therapist about him, showed his picture, and said that he was treating me too well to be true. Then my therapist said that I was expecting humiliation because of that guy from work who sent me twink pictures and told me that he wouldn’t fuck me.

I think every faggot understands the feeling this faggot was experiencing as he exposed himself to rejection. It’s at this point that many faggots retreat, afraid of getting hurt, exposed, vulnerable, or embarrassed.

But this faggot pressed on. Notice what happened then:

After a few weeks, I accepted his invitation to take me out for dinner. He was like a Disney prince, he picked up at my house, paid for the bill, and asked if I wanted to go back to his place. Again I was too scared of him looking at my body and dumping me, so I said I needed to go home. As soon as I arrive home, I texted him saying that we could be just friends because he wouldn’t like my body anyway. He said that this was not an issue for him, as long as I was a bottom. He said that the only deal breaker for him would be if he ever needed to bottom. I said that I would do anything he wants, and would always obey. When I said “always obey,” he asked if he good go back to my place on that same night. I was afraid of him leaving me, so I said yes.

Sam, I was literally panicking. I tried to text my therapist and ask for advice but it was too late in the night. When my Man arrived home, he started kissing me, and saying that I would never again feel ugly. I felt like a sex toy in his hands. He had complete control of anything, even my house became his house. He put me on my knees, told me to open my mouth, put out a beautiful and thick cock, and started fucking my throat without asking for permission. He was literally just giving orders, and I was obeying. He told me to undress and saw my whole body: fat, ugly, hairy. But that didn’t stop him from fucking my throat the whole night, and made me swallow three loads. He didn’t fuck my hole that night because I didn’t have any lube I wasn’t ready. To be honest, I didn’t even know how to prepare my hole for him. But I slept with three loads in my stomach and felt like the world’s luckiest faggot.

That happened 2 years ago. I am 32 now and we are still together. He was honest with me and said that he wasn’t very attracted to my ass but instead of humiliating me, he trained me to become his faggot. He shaved my ass with his own hands, and took my virginity when I was smooth. Then he told me to start shaving every week, and bought of the devices I needed to keep my face and body smooth. A few weeks after I sucked him for the first time, he bought two big dildos and told me to practice every night, he also enrolled me at the gym and hired a personal trainer to watch my diet.

Today is December 1, 2024. I lost 16 kg since 2022, my body is nice and smooth. My hole is ready for him to use 24/7 and my blowjob is as good as any sexy twinky porn star. I still have a long way to go to get in shape for my Master, but my self-esteem is 100x better. He literally saved my life, Sam. I was completely hopeless when we met each other. He saw a lonely depressed virgin faggot and immediately claimed me as his property, and turned a useless ugly faggot into a quite useful and loyal  fag. Every other month I pay a super hot sex worker to come to our house, so my Master fucks this porn star as much as he wants. I think this is the least I can do after being literally rescued from a miserable life. And honestly this is his right as a God Alpha.

SUCCESS! As I’ve said countless times, there are great Alphas out there who instinctively know how to train faggots and build them up so they can become fulfilled and productive possessions. If you don’t believe me, believe HIM!

I get chills when I re-read this: “He literally saved my life, Sam.” Any Alphas reading this, please know that you can have this kind of truly dramatic effect on the faggots you claim!

The faggot concludes his experience this way:

I decided to tell you my story after reading this question about the hairy faggot because it really resonates with me. What I learned as 32 year old faggot is that FAGGOTS MUST MAKE AN EFFORT TO LOOK SEXY FOR THEIR MEN, BUT REAL PROTECTOR ALPHAS WILL SUPPORT US NO MATTER WHAT. Alphas are visual, this is their nature, and we can’t blame them for desiring young, good-looking, tight faggots. However, there are good alphas willing to train us, get us in shape, and use us. If there are any hopeless faggots reading this, please don’t give up, brother.

How can any faggot read that and not be inspired and encouraged?

I consider this one of the most important articles I’ve ever published, and I’m so grateful to the courageous, insightful brother who sent it in. I hope it helps others as much as it helps me!

Yeah, I know … another post about my Master @AlphaAesthetic8.

He posted a most extraordinary video regarding one of his owned faggots relapsing again and again in a pathetic attempt to deny its truth.

I think the most devastating aspect of my Master’s personality (and key to his success in findom) is his calm, confident ability to definitively define reality and communicate it with clarity.

What faggot can argue with him … or resist?

This will be an ongoing feature in which I try to point out examples of Alphahood and Alpha behavior as expressed in the arts, primarily movies.

The 1992 crime thriller Glengarry Glen Ross is a middle-of-the-road film about a bunch of mostly broken Men trying to salvage something of their lost lives.

But it opens with one of the most dynamic representations of Alpha/beta Hierarchy ever put to film. Alec Baldwin (in his only appearance in the film) plays a dynamic, successful corporate sales manager sent in to motivate the flagging sales team. The way he does it establishes himself firmly as the God Alpha among the other males. Kevin Spacey plays his beta-dom suck-up. Among the group, guys like Jack Lemmon are like beta cucks.

Only Ed Harris exhibits any potential Alpha qualities, initially fighting back against Baldwin’s bluster. However, Baldwin’s God Alpha character kicks Harris back into place.

Here is the scene:

This video by @tayloricci on TikTok (an account I heartily endorse) perfectly (and wordlessly) disproves the modern Western notion that females are equal to Men.

They are NOT EVEN CLOSE. Men designed and built everything in our world; every bridge, every skyscraper, every mode of transport, every computer, and every other feat of human ingenuity. Men created almost all of the art and created the tools that made the art. Virtually all scientific discoveries were accomplished by Men.

All of the Kingdoms ever established have, with a couple of exceptions, been ruled by Men. Every war has been fought and won/lost by Men.

Brave, strong, visionary, indefatigable Men. The rightful Kings of our world.

We need to go no father than to the Bible. At Hebrews 2:7 it says:

“You made him (Man) a little lower than angels; you crowned him with glory and honor, and appointed him over the works of your hands.”

We know this is referring to Man and not women because we read this at Genesis 1:26 –

Then God said: “Let us make man in our image, according to our likeness, and let them have in subjection the fish of the sea and the flying creatures of the heavens and the domestic animals and all the earth and every creeping animal that is moving on the earth.”

MAN was created in God’s image, not women.

So all of this proves beyond any reasonable doubt that women are inferior to Men. They are to be subject to and obedient to Men, who are their leaders.

This fact that women are trying to subvert the natural order must be summarily rejected by Men, not encouraged or capitulated to. Beta males who suck up to females and try to be an “ally” to such unnatural horseshit need to be reeducated the hard way.

Anyway, I mentioned a video a long time ago. Here it is:

(And yes, I realize the irony of supplying 1000 words about something this video required zero words to accomplish. Just let me express myself, okay?)

This post is part of a thread following the rise of Master Jay, a powerful Apex Alpha who took ownership of an 32-year-old faggot and its father. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!

I’ve covered all sorts of insane developments between Alphas and faggots over the years. I’ve also covered some of the craziest true stories of fathers and sons grappling with Hierarchical issues. My work with these things is unparalleled for sure, so I speak with some authority when I say that the following story is not only true, but also one of the most invigorating affirmations of Hierarchical truth that I’ve ever been involved with personally.

Master Jay is a muscular 29-year-old Alpha I met shortly after I returned from my forced vacation in June/July of this year. He was doing plenty of fucking of faggots (as Alphas often do) and he was keen to share details of his conquests with me (including some nice videos!) which I appreciate.

In September of this year I began telling him about a developing story (not yet on this site) about a father who suspected his son is a faggot. In reply Master Jay sent me information about an 32-year-old virgin faggot named Ryan who lived with his father. He’d met this faggot on Twitter, and it happened that they lived near each other and Master Jay was making plans to use the faggot sexually.

Once Master Jay told me who the faggot was he was targeting, I realized that I had been coaching this faggot (Ryan) to finally come out to his father and younger brothers as a faggot for at least a month. We had finally gotten to this point:

My dad accepted me as a faggot. He buys me tight underwear now and jock socks.

But now Master Jay was going to add a big wrinkle into this new situation I had cultivated. He ordered me this way:

I just need u to encourage the dad to support him being a faggot so I can swoop in and own him. Can never have too many faggots under my belt. I wanna be normalized that I fuck him with his dad home. I have a right to his sons pussy and mouth. Can u tell the dad I should be able to walk around in his home in my boxers … Fuck yea I just need the dad to understand this.

So Master Jay devised a plan to stake his claim not only on Ryan, but also on Ryan’s Dad’s house. And it was a bold one.

Fuck yea I wanna own his son and I wanna be respected in the dads house. I wanna fuck his son even if he’s home and respect my decision to wear boxers in the home shirtless. I wanna assert my dominance and his dad gonna have to get use to me in my boxers Watching tv in his living room.

I suggested to Master Jay that he confront the Dad while Ryan was kneeling naked at his feet. This resonated with Master Jay.

I’m thinking of arriving prior to the dad coming home and have myself open the door in my boxers shirtless with his son kneeling n tell him I own his faggot.

I was concerned about this plan. I knew nothing about Ryan’s father, and I hoped Master Jay wouldn’t end up a murder victim.

The following week, Master Jay did exactly what he said he would do. Ryan’s Dad opened the door, and there was Master Jay almost naked (wearing a pair of the father’s expensive underwear) and Ryan naked at his feet! After telling the father that he claimed ownership of Ryan, Master Jay took Ryan upstairs and loudly deflowered him while the father slipped into his room to hide!

I honestly couldn’t believe it happened, and I began wondering just how pathetic a beta male can be to be such a doormat.

AND THEN THE FATHER WROTE TO ME! The father had found my email address on his son’s computer and reached out to me, understandably confused. So I explained why this happened from a Hierarchical perspective, and how he is basically powerless in this situattion.

Here’s what the father wrote to me. Notice a couple of curious things he says in it:

Hello Sam 

Yes I was caught by surprise. i just had a long day at work, right before I opened my door, this strange man, master Jay opened it for me. 

All I saw is my faggot son kneeling before this stud half naked in my house! 

Caught off guard I thought I was being robbed. 

It was too much to handle after he explained he wanted my son, I didn’t care. 

I went to my bedroom. Maybe 10 minutes went by, and I heard moaning sounds and hard fucks from my son room. I was disgusted at first. 

Is this something that’s normal for my faggot son ? 

I’m assuming I’ll meet him again, do I just call him Jay or master Jay. And what exactly is my role as the father. I’m not gay, I’m willing g to compromise with this stud, maybe he can keep an eye out for my faggot son. 

Later I found out he was wearing my expensive Hugo boss boxers. Maybe a taunt tactic ? 

I found it bold he was willing to do that just to be with my faggot son. 

If you see Jay he can keep my underwear. 

If he keeps my son out of trouble he can come over more often. 

More over, what does this Jay want ? Just to fuck my son ? 

Thanks Kraig

Notice how the father, Kraig, was calling Master Jay a “stud” and asking if he should call him “Master”? I immediately noted that something wasn’t right with Kraig’s reaction to all of this. I was screaming inside: “Dude, this stranger just loudly bred your son in your house and made you listen to it! Is that all you can say??”

Then I received this email from Kraig:

Hi Sam the faggot 

So where do I fit in this situation?

How do I continue to be a father to my son? In this context? 

I woke up this morning, and found Master Jay fucking my son in the living room. 

I was embarrassed so I made breakfast and waited for the pounding sounds to finish. I saw my son and his master butt naked. And asked them to go shower and breakfast will be ready. 

Other than the dirty fucking, it’s nice to see my son have company I guess . Master Jays body looks fit. 

How exactly do I fit into all of this ? 

Thanks Kraig

Okay, now I knew something was up. He made fucking breakfast for the Alpha who just fucked his son in his own living room!

So Kraig decided to have Master Jay over for a conversation about this whole “fucking his son” situation and lay down some ground rules.

BIG MISTAKE! Kraig wrote this to me afterward:

I called Master Jay over as I wanted to set some rules or at least compromise with him. 

Instead he took his clothes off and forced to me blow him. Like you suggested I gave in. 

After he wrecked my throat, he went to shower in the master bedroom. 

After he was done, I figured I would kneel down to him and gave my robe to him. 

Instead he wore it right away and pinned me down. In my bed. He fucked me till I couldn’t take it anymore and started screaming. 

Good thing my kid was not here to witness this.

Master Jay slapped me a few times with his cock on my face. 

He requested some Hugo boss boxers so I agreed. 

My initial plan was to set some rules when fucking my son. Instead I got humiliated.

How do I move forward from this ? 

Here’s how Kraig moved forward with it: he became Master Jay’s faggot as well!

Master Jay now runs the house, and he alternates breeding both Ryan and his father Kraig! Additionally, Kraig also functions something like a cash fag, buying Master Jay expensive underwear and other things!

In all my time chronicling these types of situations, I’ve never encountered such a demonstration of raw power that both a father and son were bred and claimed. And there I was, right in the middle of it, sprinkling Hierarchical fairy dust over it so that something this magically dramatic and life-changing can happen!

I thank Master Jay for both his trust as well as his patience!

I suggest faggots follow and serve Master Jay online! He’s @gangstastud123 on X. You can tribute to his awesome power on his Throne: throne.com/gangstastud123

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

Master Lorenzo was born a King. All true Alphas are born Kings.

The real hurdle – maybe the first hurdle – that separates the everyday Alpha from the truly powerful is overcoming the understanding and acceptance of Kingship. Everyday Alphas exert their powers in limited and unfocused ways, always holding something back. But the true Apex and God Alphas realize that their power is much greater, bordering on infinite, and that they can focus that power to control everything and force people into serving their wishes. They’ve embraced the Kinghood aspects of their natural Alpha powers.

Once that happens, anything is possible for them.

Master Lorenzo was recently kicked out of his house by his homophobic, right-wing family. That would be a devastating and terrifying situation for most males, but for a natural Apex Alpha like Master Lorenzo it was simply a call to action toward his goal of embracing Kingship within himself.

Master Lorenzo just received his first taste of that during one of his first nights in his new apartment with his owned faggot.

My brother Bruno always refer to us Alphas as Kings. Yesterday I understood what he means. My fag Rick was doing the dishes after lunch and I was on the couch watching tv. I was horny and it was taking too long to wash some plates and forks, so I went to the kitchen. 

It was there organizing the dishes in my new kitchen, cleaning the sink. It was wearing sweatpants without an underwear and its ass looked amazing. Without saying anything, I put my hand inside its pants and grabbed its smooth ass. “Enough cleaning”, I said.

I took it by the arm and made it kneel in front of the couch in the living room. I pulled my cock out and Rick started sucking it just like it needed my cum to survive. “Kiss my balls”, I said. And it obeyed like a perfect faggot.

After 30 minutes of a great blowjob, I said “5 minutes to clean and go to my bed”. Rick immediately went to the bathroom and made sure it was clean for my cock. In 5 minutes I was lubing his pussy and pounding my property. 

I cunted my bitch and made it clean my cock, something it had never done. And now I see what a King is. It took me one sentence to make a sexy hot boy surrender all its holes to me.

Such effortless power!

This is heady stuff for a young Alpha to absorb, but Master Lorenzo is eager and determined to experience it all. He knows Kings don’t wait to conquer and claim what is rightfully theirs.

It’s clear that being kicked out and being forced by circumstance to get his own place has really dislodged any obstacles Master Lorenzo had standing in his way of embracing his Kingship. He understands now more than ever the power he really has within, and now he’s building a new Kingdom around himself with his first owned faggot!

Young Kings like Master Lorenzo cannot be stopped from ascending by petty tyrants and pretenders. He carelessly brushes them aside like cobwebs. Life is like a piñata for Kings like Master Lorenzo, and he smashes it to pieces in order to have its treasures rain down upon him!

This is the moment that separates Men from boys. Princes from Kings.

Master Lorenzo is now a King!

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

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

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

And even Apex Alphas are not immune to such cruelty.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

I’m happy, excited and thankful.

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

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

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

This post is part of a thread following a faggot named Tim, who has recently been sold to serve a Master named Rex. CLICK HERE to read this entire thread in chronological order!

One of my favorite sagas from the old site was the inspirational story of a faggot named Tim who was sold into service to a God Alpha named Master Rex. Under Master Rex’s firm guidance and powerful use, Tim was able to experience many new things, including the wonders of being cunted.

I was so enamored of little Tim’s tale and had such respect for Master Rex that I painstakingly restored the entire thread from the old website to this one, post-by-post. I did so in order to celebrate this message I received from Tim:

Hi Sam, I’m glad you’re getting to restore some old content. i was the subject (well, my Master Rex was the subject) of your Episode 236 and just to let you  know we three are still good and doing well. I’m still Faggot #2 in the household and love being here and Master Rex is kind and giving and brutal in bed like I deserve and like he is meant to be. I follow his every command – and so I feel loved and taken care of.

Hope you are well – Faggot Timmy

I cannot tell you how proud I am of my little brother! Still serving Master Rex faithfully after all of these years! Still a beloved possession of one of the more powerful Alphas to ever appear on FWA or anywhere in my life. It’s rare that an Alpha keeps two live-in faggots for this length of time. That speaks to Master Rex’s honor and faithfulness as well as the talent and devotion of his faggots!

I’m so glad I restored this vital Hierarchical thread to this site! Thank you, Tim!

This post is part of a thread following a faggot named Tim, who has recently been sold to serve a Master named Rex. CLICK HERE to read this entire thread in chronological order!

My brother Timmy has been one of the braver faggots featured here in recent days. He was sold into service to a new Master, a God Alpha named Rex, by his former Master, Frank. Then Tim had to navigate the highly ordered, hard service life in Master Rex’s household and the existing house Hierarchy with lead faggot Devin. It was a lot, and often not easy at all, but Timmy worked hard and diligently. Now, he’s been welcomed into Master Rex’s service.

Of course, when serving a God Alpha like Master Rex, there will always be new challenges. He’s the type to put his faggots through their paces and test how they handle different stimulation.

Just check out the latest challenge, according to Tim:

I wanted to update you a bit since my MASTER REX is going away for a few days with his siblings for work. And then a quick question for you.

MASTER REX told Faggot Devin and me that we aren’t to be left unattended – that unattended faggots can get into trouble when not supervised. We didn’t say anything to this, after all, it’s MASTER’S rule which goes in the house. Personally I know what my duties and am confident I wouldn’t “get into trouble,” I’m not even sure what that really means, but Devin and I do not question MASTER’S judgement.

Anyway, MASTER told us that MASTER FRANK, who is my former MASTER, and who I have found out has also cunted Devin a couple of times, will be staying in the house to watch over us and keep us in line. MASTER FRANK will also bring a friend of his someone who I have never met – PHIL – with him.

Per MASTER REX, we are to follow MASTER FRANK’s instructions and commands and fulfill his wishes. I’m not sure how this pertains to PHIL – I don’t know if PHIL is a faggot or an ALPHA or something in between but he will be treated as a guest in MASTER REX’s house until we have other instructions.

I expect MASTER FRANK will be cunting both Devin and me while he is here. I’m looking forward to it, MASTER FRANK is an expert cocksman! He also likes a lot of cock sucking during the day. MASTER FRANK will not be working during this visit so our every action will be in service of MASTER FRANK’s desires – and whatever we are told to do with PHIL.

I know this isn’t uncommon where ALPHAs share their faggots with fellow ALPHAs…MASTER FRANK loaned out my faggothole to friends of his from time to time. The wild card here is PHIL – we’ve been told nothing like if he’s a fellow faggot and caged or a big strapping ALPHA man. I guess they want to spring it on us and have us react accordingly? I will keep you updated!

It’s pretty interesting that Master Rex is trying this with his faggots. I know he trusts Master Frank, but there’s no way to tell what use by Master Frank might do to his faggots, particularly Timmy. It sounds like Timmy is actually quite excited to have his old Master – the one who sold him – back inside him again. I’m curious about that.

And then there’s the unusual addition of “Phil” in the picture. Who is this? How might he change the dynamic here? I have no idea. I do suspect “Phil” is a faggot that Master Frank is bringing with him, but Phil could also be a Master in training, too. We shall see.

But then Timmy had a question that I quite liked:

Now, can I ask you about a MASTER’s family? MASTER REX from what I am told, doesn’t keep Devin secret from his siblings – they think he’s his boyfriend (and honestly, that’s not far off from what I can see) but the faggot/MASTER relationship is not spoken about and I don’t think they know about that. And they certainly don’t know about my presence as the #2 Faggot for MASTER. I was told once to go to my room and stay there while MASTERs sister dropped by for a short visit, which of course I did. I just hope it’s not a problem for the future. I really love serving my MASTER and I love my faggot brother Devin too – we have bonded over our service to our GOD ALPHA. Do you suppose that a lot of MASTERs and ALPHAS have familial problems like this – I mean…if they are so God-like to us, shouldn’t they not care what their siblings or relatives might think? Devin says this is not my problem so stop worrying… I hope I’m not overthinking things here, I do that sometimes

This is an excellent question. One would expect a Master with the all-encompassing power and control of Master Rex to have the boldness and courage to present himself as an owner of faggots to everyone in his life, including his family. And I agree with Timmy – it doesn’t seem like an Alpha to shrink back from the truth in this manner.

I told Timmy that we can’t know the family dynamics Master Rex might be considering when he hides the truth of his faggot slaves. Sometimes life is easier to avoid the uninformed judgments of others, rather than shove it in everyone’s faces and have to deal with constant battles.

However, I do feel like I’m making excuses for what ultimately amounts to cowardly behavior. If I’m running around admitting to people that I’m a faggot and faggots like Timmy and Devin are surrendering their entire lives to serve as live-in faggots, then all-powerful Alphas like Master Rex should have the strength of character to admit to their ownership of faggots.

What do you think?

Regardless, I’m proud of Timmy for continuing to live his truth while fearlessly and obediently serving no matter what is thrown at him!

This post is part of a thread following a faggot named Tim, who has recently been sold to serve a Master named Rex. CLICK HERE to read this entire thread in chronological order!

I was so thrilled to hear that fag Tim was finally making inroads with his new Master. Tim was now regularly being cunted by Master Rex, and was also being integrated more fully into the household. I was glad that my early confidence in Master Rex proved true, and it’s clear Master is fully in control.

One of the surest signs of a true God Alpha Master is the magnanimous way he allows and encourages his faggots and females to reach out and better themselves. Many Men become jealous or insecure when their owned faggots seek such things, but not true Alpha Masters like Master Rex. And because of this Master Rex has deeply taken control of Tim’s mind and heart.

Hey Sam: We’re still working on details but pretty much have a schedule to accommodate schooling for both Devin and myself as well as being there for MASTER’S every need. MASTER REX was clear that we need to continue our education but also without it interfering with our service of him.
My class in January will be 3 days a week and Devin’s will be over by then as he’s going in September for a recertification class that won’t overlap with mine.

Everything is still going fine, MASTER loves tandem-cunting (is that a phrase, maybe now it is 🙂 both Devin and me, he is enjoying having me as the second faggot in the house….He went out and fucked some other “side-faggot” the other night but then confessed to us that it wasn’t as good as me or Devin, so that made us very happy…I think I could live on MASTER REX’s seed alone!
Your Faggot Brother – Tim

I love that phrase “tandem-cunting” (might use “dual cunting” as a replacement) and its implications. It’s powerful enough for a faggot to be cunted, but it’s even more impactful to witness another faggot being cunted at the same time. What it does is reinforce the experience in each faggot’s mind of the reality of that experience, but it also helps both faggots respect the magnificent power of their Alpha. This dual-cunting by Master Rex was very impactful.

I’m so glad Master Rex has let Tim into his house and bed. Through Tim we are able to marvel along with Tim at this dominant God Alpha’s life and power.

This post is part of a thread following a faggot named Tim, who has recently been sold to serve a Master named Rex. CLICK HERE to read this entire thread in chronological order!

I always ask faggots about their day-to-day life with their Masters. It’s interesting to me because every Alpha is different, and I think it’s instructive to see how each one trains their personal faggots and how the faggots respond.

I rarely get a response as detailed as the one my brother Tim sent me about his daily service to Master Rex. To be fair, Master Rex seems (from the outside) to be a rather demanding taskmaster. My Masters always had tasks for me, but they realized I had other things to do as well, which I appreciated. Master Rex, on the other hand, seems to enjoy taking over every aspect of his faggot’s life. And really, every Alpha has the right to make his stable of faggots into whatever he wants or needs, so I’m not criticizing Master Rex in any way.

Let’s look at what Tim sent:

Well, firstly, My daily life under ex-MASTER Frank was also domestic in nature although I did (still do) have a part-time job in a store as well as going to school. I took a year gap in schooling about the time MASTER Frank sent me off to MASTER Rex. MASTER Frank made me promise to complete my degree and when I transferred to MASTER Rex, it was understood by them that I would continue my schooling….I’m hoping to become a physical therapist someday and you need an advanced degree these days for that.

After MASTER Rex leaves for work, I finish cleaning up, I prepare for cooking dinner that evening, prepping whatever is necessary for later. Devin gives me a list of major tasks for the week as well as daily things so I have to make sure to work on then — like I was cleaning the gutters , I was stripping wallpaper in this old house and then there’s the daily vacuuming and cleaning the bathrooms( must be done every day). MASTER likes fresh sheets on the bed and fresh towels towels every day. 

Speaking of towels, MASTER showers when he gets home and Devin sometimes dries MASTER off after his shower —other times he does it himself . I haven’t been given that chore yet \ but I’m sure I will at some point.

If it’s a day I go to the store then I make sure all the morning stuff is done and that the laundry is started before I go to my part time job there. I also will get any items on the shopping list but Devin usually does the main grocery shopping.

I get back about 4 hours later from the store before anyone else, and start making food and finishing the laundry and make MASTERS bed with fresh sheets and put out fresh towels.

 I am caged all the time, except when showering and every two weeks I can uncage and jerk off if I wish, which is me thinking of MASTER REX. Devin has a calendar marked with days that I can do that. Mostly I’m allowed around the house to wear only a t-shirt and at most underwear , but usually nothing else but my cage. MASTER Frank was the first man to cage me and I feel secure in my cage.

Devin comes home next and checks on what I’ve done. He’s very good to me and we do talk about pleasing MASTER and kiss and hug each other and rub our cages together – we have become good faggot brothers. We don’t fool around with each other but we cuddle sometimes and talk about how we got cunted the night before or how we need our MASTER’S seed to be happy. I think it’s our way to reinforce our devotion to our MASTER.

MASTER REX comes home next and Devin does the main greeting by taking off his coat, removing his shoes and kissing his feet. I kneel there also and have gotten to participate in this greeting of our MASTER, but it’s Devin who takes the lead on this… I think they are almost closer to being boyfriends than I realized initially,  you can tell there is love between them…although MASTER REX is still always in charge, and if Devin or I do something that HE disapproves of HE lets us know.

We eat dinner and then I clean up and I get some time to study my books for school, or use my phone…school starts for me again in January. MASTER and Devin usually sit on the couch and watch TV and Devin takes MASTER’s cock in his mouth, while I make sure my hole is ready for MASTER if I’m called by him. 

My ex-MASTER Frank who MASTER REX knows well made sure my faggot “contract” included my schooling. (MASTER Frank also retained the right to use my holes from time to time but that hasn’t happened yet. ) I learned from Devin that MASTER Frank actually fucked him a couple of times before I got sold to here which I had not known. If my MASTER REX wants his ALPHA friends to use my holes I am happy to fulfill his wishes!

Recently, MASTER REX has been extra good to me and puts his strong arms around me and strokes my hair or feels my hole and calls me a good faggot. Sometimes he follows that up with a hard slap or a lash of his riding crop on my butt which makes my little caged faggot cock strain against the metal. He buried my face in his armpit the other day and I thought I would faint from joy! he’s gentle at times like that, but the sex is always pretty rough. He cunted Devin the other night and had me positioned under his powerful cock going into Devin’s hole then he would pull out of Devin and plunge it down my throat and back again into Devin – that went on for about a half hour.

I usually have to be in bed and sleeping (unless my fagholes are needed) by 11:00, it’s a big old house so text is the easiest way for MASTER to summon me….

This is what my day is like, really. Once Devin’s schedule changes with his work and school things will change but not sure how just yet. We’ll also have to incorporate my school schedule when it starts up again but I know with my MASTERS Alpha guidance it will be fine. 

This is a huge, extensive list that Master Rex has created to keep his two live-in faggots busy all day. It doesn’t seem to take into account the fact that Tim is in school, although maybe I’m not reading it correctly.

Overall, though, I’m impressed by Master Rex’s list, but I’m even more impressed by Tim’s eagerness and dedication to fulfilling the list. It could be very easy for a faggot to grow resentful to a Master as strict as Master Rex, but Tim seems to be embracing it. He almost seems to be flourishing from that kind of control!

Many Alphas hold back from doing something like this with their domestic, live-in faggots. However, it’s clearly a vital aspect of the dynamic. In fact, I think it’s vital for an Alpha to grow more deeply into his true role.

A Man doesn’t hammer a nail into a joint halfway and expect it to hold. The same goes for the exertion of Alphahood. Go all the way, or start expecting it to fail.

It’s clear Master Rex is building for the long-term!