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!

It’s been a long, long time since I’ve heard much more than a peep out of my dear brother Sean. A trickle of info here and there, but he’s been so busy serving his God Alpha brothers and dealing with his both his house duties and whatever’s left of his place at the company he founded (now taken over by God Alpha Eric).

I’ve been deluged with questions about this story, one of the most incredible true stories of Hierarchical dominance I’ve ever encountered. Sean seems perplexed by the interest, but I think Sean is so far inside the bubble that he can’t get any perspective. What has happened in his life is literally every faggot’s dream (and, frankly, the dream of most Alphas, too!). It’s been an extraordinary privilege to carry Sean’s story and share it with the world, where it has changed minds and lives with its simple, undeniable truth about Hierarchy.

So, after months of pestering Sean, he finally found some time on a slow Sunday to update me on how things have been.

i love my life of service to two incredible Masters.  Master Jake is now attending a local college and i am helping Him with His school work so that He gets excellent grades and can maintain His eligibility to play intercollegiate baseball.  Over Christmas my Masters enjoyed skiing in the Rockies and that took a lot of arranging on my part. None of this is a burden.  Indeed the more ways i am able to serve Them, to make Their lives more enjoyable, the more fulfilled my life is and the happier i am with my life.  sam, i am sure you understand.

I wanted more clarification on this little blurb of tantalizing information, like did he go with them on this ski trip, or how Master Eric was doing in his position as one of the co-owners of the company.

i accompanied them on the trip, but of course, i didn’t ski.  i took care of the equipment, cooked Their meals, made Their beds, did the laundry, etc.  A lot of cocksucking which  is always a wonderful reward.

Master Eric is kicking ass at the company  He effectively runs the place.  i have virtually no role there –sometimes i am consulted about stuff that i am particularly expert on.

This amazing situation has been going for more than three years now, and it shows no signs of slowing down at all. Masters Eric and Jake are now wealthy, pampered, and worshiped young GOD ALPHAS fully experiencing their natural birthright.

And Sean is experiencing the bliss only absolute submission can provide. Even in all of my years of service I have never been completely emptied and thoroughly used the way my brother Sean has been. Of course, as much credit goes to the absolute power of Master Eric as it does to Sean.

But it just goes to prove yet again: Hierarchy IS Truth!

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

I love awakening straight God Alphas. Throughout my life I have been responsible for multiple God Alpha awakenings, both in my personal life as well as my online Hierarchical teaching “career”. There is nothing like that moment when a God Alpha’s eyes are opened to the truth about himself, about his place in Hierarchy, and, most importantly, everything that is now possible in his life.

The impossible suddenly becomes not only possible, but probable.

When Master Kenzo’s lifelong faggot Kevin first opened his eyes to the truth about his Alphahood and the ownership of inferior males, I don’t know that any of us realized exactly how much power coursed through Master Kenzo. At a glance, Master Kenzo seemed like practically any other young straight Alpha who was married with kids.

But Kevin hinted early on that Master Kenzo was different. He told me there was an undeniable and irresistible control and magnetism about his Alpha friend, something so powerful he couldn’t resist it any longer. With my encouragement, Kevin opened up the Pandora’s Box of Master Kenzo’s Alphahood …

… And a Kraken emerged, awe-inspiring in power and hungry for world domination.

In almost no time flat, Master Kenzo made the leap to faggot owner and breeder, quickly accepting that it is his natural right to use anyone or anything he wants. However, owning and using faggots is easy when you’re as powerful as Master Kenzo.

But there is a greater expression of power than that: the cucking and submitting of other straight Men.

Listen to Master Kenzo’s description of what he just did a couple of days ago:

Since you’re very well versed in Hierarchy matters, I want your insight on something. I’m in the process of acquiring new slaves, looking first at my former submissive high school classmates.

There is one I have some contacts with and who lives not far away. He was of those thugs bullying weak boys and to whom I gave a proper beating, after which he became an obedient buddy. He’s married to an ex-girlfriend, who ended up with him after I dumped her, although since then I have still fucked her from time to time. I’m thinking I could enslave them both and considering how to do it.

As mentioned, I got in touch with the former high school mate I had put in his place. I went over to his place to share a few beers. In friendly conversation, I had fun reminding him how badly I kicked his ass and how obedient he had become afterwards. He laughed awkwardly and said “I knew better than to mess with you!” and I then I knew I had a free path. I even said: “I’m sure if I had told you to kiss My feet in front of everyone, you would have!” He was visibly embarrassed, but replied, “You’d already humiliated me in front of everyone, anyway!”

As I was sitting in front of him, I slumped back in My armchair, stretched, put My socked feet on his lap and watched for his reaction. He didn’t object and carried on as if nothing had happened. After a moment, I said: “Why don’t you rub them?” He paused, reluctant. “Come on, buddy, be a nice boy, I need it!” With an uneasy chuckle, he began to rub My feet. After a while, as we were talking about his wife, My ex-girlfriend, I said: “You know I still fuck her now and then, right? After all, it would be hard for her to give up the best sex after having enjoyed a taste of it.”

He was shocked and angry. I think he had some suspicions, but for Me to tell him so openly obviously hurt and humiliated him deeply. He pushed My feet away and said very angrily “Wait, are you serious right now”? I got up and approached him menacingly: “What? You want to try and get your lost male honor back? Go on, we’ll see if the result will be different this time.” After a few seconds, he lowered his eyes. “That’s more like it”, I said, and I sat back down and rested back My feet on his lap.

He remained quite silent for the next few minutes while I was chattering to him about My fucks with his wife, when she came home. He pushed My feet away again immediately, but I got up and went to greet her before he did. “Hey babe, I just talked to your husband, he’s OK with us having sex! How about it, right now?” She was very surprised, glanced at her husband who was remaining silent and looking away, then she enthusiastically replied “Sure, why not!”

We went to their bedroom and I fucked her like a bitch (including My favorite position: foot on her head). I think her screams were very audible. When I let her rest in bed and went back into the living room, he was playing video games with the headphones on and the sound very loud! I sat down on the sofa and tapped him on the shoulder. “Hey, buddy, I’m exhausted from making your wife orgasm, I could use another foot massage while I rest.” He reluctantly sat in front of Me, remaining silent, his face tight and angry, but massaged My feet while I played his game console.

She must have been asleep, because I didn’t see her again that night and, an hour later, when I got up, I said to the inferior boy: “You know what? You actually should kiss My feet and thank Me for pleasuring your wife better than you do.” Once again, he remained frozen, silent, eyes downcast. I slammed My fist into my palm and said, “Or maybe I should teach you some manners?” Then he rushed to kiss My feet and mumbled, “Thank you for fucking my wife.” “That’s better. Good boy.” I said.

THIS is how it’s done!

I really wish more Alphas understood the incredible and unlimited nature of their own power. Of course, not every Alpha is a God Alpha, but every Alpha has within him the ability to flex his superiority in any circumstance and take what he wants.

The real difference here is that Master Kenzo has the WILL and the HUNGER to match his indominable God Alpha power.

Flushed with adrenaline, notice what Master Kenzo chose to do immediately after this dramatic conquest:

I can tell you: when I went back to My second home, I fucked Kevin harder than ever. The poor boy was pretty roughed up, as I slapped and spat at him. But I cuddled him and reminded him how much I love him.

Notice he didn’t run home to his wife, but instead he chose to mount and breed his conquered faggot Kevin. Why? Because that was a night of conquest, a night of Kingdom building, and it was important to Master Kenzo that he keeps all aspects of his reign in submission.

But Master Kenzo is far, far from done.

So, as you can see, I’ve made pretty good headway. But it’s far from complete yet. I want more.

I want him to kiss My feet right in front of her, maybe even suck My dick. I want her to watch and see that the man she had chosen to marry is inferior to Me and is made to submit to Me. And I want him to actually watch and see Me fucking his wife and hear her cries of ecstasy with My cock inside her. I want him to worship Me while I fuck his wife.

And in due time, I want to fuck him like a bitch. I want to deprive him of his last remaining vestiges of manhood. He will cry hard, I’m sure, but he will thank Me later, when he enjoys the true delight of servitude to Me.

You know what, faggot? I truly love power. I love being a God. I love being Me.

Master Kenzo is in his early twenties, and he’s already doing things that even more experienced Alphas hesitate to try. He’s unstoppable.

He’s the very definition of a God Alpha. We’ve awakened an Alpha Beast of apocalyptic power, and he will not be satisfied until he’s consumed the world.

And we will be grateful as he feasts.

In Ancient Greece and Rome, Alphas were truly celebrated for their superiority in the most extraordinary ways. Monuments were carved in marble and stone, epic stories and poems were written of their exploits, and stadiums would be filled just to get a glimpse of their greatest in action.

Grecian Alphas were tended to by faithful slave boys (the faggots of their time) even into old age. The slave boys would bathe them, feed them, and service them sexually.

The Romans were even more blatant. Roman gladiators were worshiped as gods in that culture. Before battle in the Coliseum, the gladiators would be sucked off by their faggots before the sun rose (if the fag failed, it would be killed and replaced). The Roman bathhouses were legendary palaces where Alphas could be worshiped and serviced by any kind of pleasure available.

All of that history flooded into my mind when I saw this little clip of an Alpha enjoying a bath while his faggot sucks his dick.

THIS IS THE LIFE EVERY ALPHA DESERVES!

Take the gay aspect out of it and look at it for what it is: the worship of a superior Man.

If you’re an Alpha, YOU deserve this!

Here’s a terrific look at the homosexual sexcapades of Roman gladiators!

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

There are many extremely dominant and powerful straight Alphas in the world. Sadly, many of them pass on the possibility of attaining true power through the ownership of faggots because of their disgust of faggots in general and the homophobic stigma that comes with it.

But some straight Alphas are too powerful to allow the petty insecurities of inferior males to keep them from receiving all of the worship and service they know they deserve. I’ve been blessed to know some of these greatest Alphas, and I’ve been able to chronicle them online as well.

I call them God Alphas, for they are Lord and Master over all.

When my dear brother Kevin began telling me about his former friend Master Kenzo, he seemed to be perfect in every way. I held back my excitement, though, because I know how faggots sometimes hyperventilate over Men and oversell them.

But I’ve recently been in communication with Master Kenzo as well as Kevin, and I can tell you he is every bit the God Alpha Kevin described. Maybe more powerful than Kevin or I ever imagined.

To recap: Master Kenzo is a purely straight Alpha in his early twenties who is married to a gorgeous female named Sarah, and they have two beautiful little boys. Master grew up knowing Kevin, a slightly older faggot. However, recently Kevin (with an assist from me) admitted to Master Kenzo that he was a faggot, and Master Kenzo seized the opportunity to own Kevin as his personal property. Honestly, it happened so quickly and naturally that it still shocks me.

But here’s a secret: faggot ownership unlocks new levels of power within a straight Alpha. Once a straight Alpha feels the rush that comes from having another male totally submit himself and serve him selflessly, he suddenly realizes that he can have anything he wants. He starts to see the world the way only the most powerful and elite Kings see it. From that point, he ascends and transforms into a being of pure and radiant power. He realizes that nothing – NOTHING – can stop him or resist him.

At that point, a God Alpha like Kenzo makes the impossible possible.

Here’s a story Master Kenzo just told me that illustrates my point. You see, like almost all Alphas, Master Kenzo has multiple females he fucks besides Lady Sarah (and Kevin). He has a primary side-chick who serves as his most convenient cum dump. But now that Master Kenzo has ascended, his power needs have grown exponentially, and it’s changing everything in his life rapidly.

Notice the latest change:

The chick is a booty call I met at the gym a few years ago. She’s not as sweet nor as smart as My beloved lady Sarah and she’s not partner or mother material, but she’s still very hot. So I love to fuck her from time to time, and I enjoy being tougher with her than with Sarah.

A year ago or so, while we were in bed and she was resting on My chest, she tried to seduce Me and suggest to Me that I should consider dumping Sarah and settle with her instead. I was furious. I put her in her place by crushing her head with My foot while I fucked her. I said “you’ll never disrespect my beloved Sarah again! Know your place, bitch” She begged for My mercy. Since then, she has always remembered her place.

Recently, while we were cuddling in bed, My lady Sarah mentioned that she would like to have a maidservant of her own, a girl she could order around. She’s an obedient and loving partner and great mother for My sons, so I wanted to reward her. I realized that my main side chick was the best candidate for the position.

So I went to her place last weekend. She began to undress but I told her that, before I ever fuck her again, she was going to submit to My lady and be my family’s domestic slave girl as well as my sexual slave. She fell on her knees and began to cry. She said “You want me to serve her? At your place?” I sternly answered “Either that, or you’ll never see me again”. With tears in her eyes, she moved towards me on all fours and started to unzip my pants. I stopped her by grabbing her wrists. “Please! I want it so badly! I can’t live without You!” she said, but I replied angrily “So, what are you going to do?”. And she broke into tears “I’ll be your family’s slave, Master! Please, don’t leave me, please! I’m begging you!”. “That’s a good girl” I said, before face-fucking her.

That night, she slept in Kevin’s basket in our bedroom. She kissed our feet while we were making love, and then I fucked her on the floor while Sarah was resting on the bed. The morning after, she learned her new duties to My lady as her maidservant and I informed Kevin of my new slave’s arrival in My stable.

Incredible!

What I find particularly interesting is how Master Kenzo’s ascension to God Alpha-levels of power has affected his Lady, Sarah. She was already remarkably understanding of Master Kenzo’s needs as an Alpha, but now that Master Kenzo has taken ownership of a faggot she wants a slave, too. She’s feeding off of the power and direction of her God Alpha Owner.

Master Kenzo demonstrates what can be achieved when a completely secure and powerful straight Alpha takes ownership, not just of faggots, but also his own Alphahood. Essentially, he can truly create any life he chooses, become whatever he chooses to be, and take ownership of everything and everyone he wants.

He can build a Kingdom. He can become a King.

Master Kenzo is that King!

Once a year Master @AlphaAesthetic8 hosts a Q&A session on his OnlyFans as a way to connect with his fags (and also drain them dry).

Here is a taste of that:

He wrote me a nice note telling me to prepare for our fourth interview as soon as he finishes a long trip around his Empire, visiting various faggots he owns body and soul (and pocketbook).

For instance, this is happening right now:

Master continues to ascend to ever greater heights of power and glory. Nobody can touch him when it comes to the whole package; some Masters may make more money than he does, but none of them have the absolute control and loyalty he has.

This is what happens when an Alpha finds his destiny!

HIERARCHY IS TRUTH!

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

Few things rattle me anymore. I’ve been used and abused and trained and loved. I’ve been raped, and I’ve been blessed. I’ve avoided nearly dying a couple of times, and I also saved a life. I’ve been owned by some of the most magnificent Alpha Masters I’ve ever known, and I’ve been used like a whore in more back seats, stairwells, and bathrooms than I care to admit.

In 2015 I started a Tumblr site called FagsWorshipAlphas to share my experiences and theories on Hierarchy, and to my surprise the site took off. I began using the site to chronicle the incredible true stories I investigated, and in the process profiled some unforgettable God Alphas. Some of these Alphas were so powerful that they practically reached out from the very code of my rickety website and fucked the minds of faggots all around the world. I remain humbly in awe of these life-changing Alphas. They blew over me and through me like tremendous hurricanes, leveling me yet leaving the air lighter and cleaner.

I say all of this to prepare you for this statement I really want to make: I heard from Kevin’s straight Master Kenzo today, and it left me profoundly shaken and exhilarated.

Kevin contacted me and told me that his Master, Kenzo, had listened to last night’s podcast about him. This by itself was enough to cause a sharp stab of anxiety, but Kevin reassured me that Master Kenzo loved it. He also said Master Kenzo would be willing to talk to me, so I shared my email and waited.

He wrote to me. I asked him some simple, clumsy questions.

I was not prepared for what happened next.

He wrote:

It is hard to put a clear start to it, because somehow, as far as I can remember, I have always known I was special. But of course, when I was a kid, I did not fully realize it because it was all I knew. But I was always the center of attention, the other kids sought My company and followed My lead, and even adults were indulging Me much more than the others. I have always been used to it, to people taking care of My needs and complying to My wishes.

This continued when I grew up. Girls were always attracted to Me, and I could choose the ones I wanted to be with. Boys were competing for My attention and My friendship. And the weakest boys were desperately seeking My protection. Which I gave them. I recall that in My childhood and adolescence, I already couldn’t stand injustice and unnecessary brutality. So whenever there were thugs bullying weaklings, I would give them a good, hard beating.

The funny thing is that both the bullies AND the bullied would become My friends after that. The first ones would become very agreeable to Me and would no longer hurt anyone without My leave. And the second ones would be so grateful and so admirative to Me that they would do anything to please Me, giving Me foods, money, doing My homework, doing Me any favor.

When I think back, I realize that I could already have owned them and used them all as faggots. But I learned some important lessons. The strong protect the weak and, in exchange, the weak serve the strong. And when you beat another male, you become the boss. I think that this is how I started to think My place in life and in society. Doing what is right and doing good to others thanks to My strength and My leadership, and receiving praise and service because of that.

So we can see the foundation of Hierarchical power being established early on in Master Kenzo’s life. Already, nature had singled out a young boy named Kenzo and began to align the world around him. And unlike a faggot like me or Kevin, young Kenzo knew exactly what to do with it.

But then Master Kenzo grew into a mature Alpha and began to discover new levels of power:

When I settled with My gorgeous, loving, loyal and obedient woman, when I claimed her womb to father two adorable sons, even before My twenties, I knew My virility was just extraordinary. I thought by then that I had reached the pinnacle of male achievement. So, as you understand, somehow I have always known My superiority. But it is only with Kevin that I recently began to fully understand the real extent of My birthright.

Kevin is very special to My heart. I’ve known him for as long I can remember. He was always there for Me at each step in My life, encouraging Me, guiding Me. He is a great guy, the smartest person I’ve ever known. He has always been good at bringing out the best in Me, particularly My self-confidence and My desire to protect lesser beings. I have no shame to say that I am a better God today because of his dedication and his loyalty to Me.

It has not been difficult to claim him as My slave and to become his Master and Owner because, first, in a way, he always did his best to please Me and support Me, and, second, because it has evolved gradually. He has been My devoted mentor, My helpful friend, My beta submissive and now he’s My slave. He has served Me personally, financially, domestically, then sexually… So, everything went naturally and smoothly, really.

Now, keep in mind that Master Kenzo is a straight Alpha. He’s a young breeder who has created two perfect boys with his wife. According to weak, insecure fools, he isn’t supposed to even consider sexual contact with another male.

Yet it’s precisely that contact that has led Master Kenzo onward to claim infinite power.

There have been some huge steps, of course. The very first time Kevin greeted Me by kissing My feet, I felt a warm rush of power in all My body. That this smart guy I love and respect was willing to debase himself so low just to honor Me, it felt so good and it said so much about Me. I must admit that I even briefly had a few doubts, but Kevin, as always, swept them away by rightly asserting that his intellect only made him a better inferior for Me.

I will always remember the first time he served My cock, or the first time he worshiped My feet while My lady was riding My cock. But when I ass-fucked him the first time, everything became even clearer. At first, I hesitated to put My foot on his head, like I do with My side fuck girls. The first time I did that was to put one of them on line when she was disrespectful of My lady, to remind her of her place. I thought that maybe Kevin did not deserve that, so I put My foot near his head rather than on it. And then he kissed and licked My foot, and I realized he was Mine to do whatever I wanted, exactly like My side girls. I could always care for him after.

When I turned him around and fucked him looking him in the face, he kept yelling how much he loved Me and adored Me. I felt like a King, like a God. I felt again that warm rush of power, and realized I could have everything and anyone I wanted. Any female, any male is Mine, Mine to claim, to enslave and to fuck. Just because I want it. And the way he rushed to kiss My toes when I shouted at him to worship Me, that was so empowering.

All in all, I don’t feel like My relationship with Kevin has radically changed. We still love each other, but now we understand better our places. I am his Master, his Owner, he is My faggot, My slave. And I’m proud to own such a great inferior because it reflects good on Me. The better the slave, the better the Master. He lives to serve My pleasure and My happiness, and I know he’s delighted. And I still enjoy his company just as much, or even better now that I know he would literally do anything for Me, that he would obey any of My order at a glance.

I really love who I am. I am gorgeous, strong, confident, smart, fair, good. I don’t want to brag, but I don’t want to deny it either by false modesty. I just know who I am. I am a truly incredible, superior human being. And everyone knows that. I am a model for ordinary humans to admire and follow, like the ancient Gods and heroes of mythology. I deserve to be admired and obeyed.

Notice how he now views his place within the framework of human justice:

I still strongly believe in justice. I strongly believe that Hierarchy and justice are not mutually exclusive. Men are not created equals, but they do have equal rights to liberty and happiness. It’s just that liberty and happiness are not the same for everybody. For Me, they are in power and glory. For inferior males, they in service and obedience to the likes of Me.

At some ultimate level of power the cares and concerns of the average male, even the frustrated efforts of lesser Alphas, disappear. The rules that the weak cling to for safety in the darkness of their uncertain lives have no hold on God Alphas. Life becomes a child’s game to these greatest Alphas, and everything in it (sexuality, politics, direction, purpose) is distilled into simple choices they can choose on a whim.

Master Kenzo ends his letter with that thought:

I don’t think that straightness and gayness are any more relevant to Me. I love fucking My lady because she’s the most beautiful creature on Earth, I love the feeling of My dick in her pussy, and I love to reward her for the good she does to Me. I love fucking lesser girls because I can be rougher with them and every pussy and tit has its charm. And now I know that I love fucking males as well, be it face-fucking or ass-fucking, because it feels good to deprive them of their manhood just because I can. Because I am a God and they are inferior to Me.

The big change now is that I want what is rightfully Mine. One slave is not enough for a God like Me, even Kevin. I want girls and boys at My beck and call, ready to bend over backwards for My tiniest desire. I want My lady and My heirs to enjoy the perks of my Godhood. I want pussies, asses and mouths at My cock’s disposal. I know there are many inferior lives just around Me that I can enlighten with My superiority and My domination.

This is the Alpha Ascension I’ve long described here. A Man becomes an Alpha. An Alpha becomes a God. Master Kenzo now knows he owns everything, and he can pick and choose what he wants to keep. His power is unlimited, tempered only by his own choices.

It has been incredible to even receive these words and transmit them to the world. It makes all of the struggle I went through to come back so very worth it!

So women and faggots and imitation Kings of the Earth, your true God Alpha has arrived! Kneel and serve Master Kenzo!

The following post is part of a thread chronicling the conversion and ownership of former Master Bruno into a faggot by powerful Master Juan. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!

Following the startling recent admission by Bruno that he is actually a faggot and serving the Alpha who claimed him, I wondered if I might hear from this Alpha, a bold hunter named Master Juan.

Then he did message me! It was thrilling to read Master Juan’s forceful, intentional descriptions of how he views Bruno and faggots in general. He’s clearly dominant and fearless. I was comforted that Bruno was in good hands during his journey into faghood.

Master Juan sent me a letter today with a question about chastity. I thought it might be instructive given how many of you also yearn to be caged.

Master wrote:

After some months with me, Bruno woke up this morning in my arms and, as usually, sucked my dick and swallowed my cum. I always make sure that the first thing he tastes in the morning before breakfast is my cock, balls and my cum.

However, this time he started kissing and licking my armpits after I fed him with my cum. I didn’t tell him to do so but I liked how it felt. While he worshiped my armpits, he asked me if I could cage him. He said that he’s not sure yet but he wants to try. I’ve never done it before with a boy but I’d like to try. Bruno himself did it with the Brazilian bottom he used to fuck but now he wants to be the caged boy. 

I really like Bruno and treat him like a bottom boyfriend. So while I want him to be more and more submissive I don’t want the cage to scare him away from me. Any thoughts on that?

I can see Bruno absolutely starving while devouring Master’s armpits, hungering for every last bit of his flesh! Faggots in subspace get voracious like that!

The issue of chastity didn’t surprise me much. Bruno was excited by chastity when he caged Giovanni as a “Master”, so it seemed logical that Bruno’s thoughts would now turn toward it as a faggot.

I had some specific thoughts on this, so I was glad Master Juan asked me. Here was my response:

You shouldn’t fear caging Bruno. Many faggots yearn for this kind of restriction, which acts as a sort of non-surgical negation of their useless genitals. In my experience, the yearning for chastity intensifies the more a faggot submits internally to a Master. So it’s a good sign that Bruno wants this.

I was never caged during most of my career as an owned faggot; the straight Alphas I served never felt it was necessary. However, about three years ago I had met some incredibly powerful Alphas, and just due to their overwhelming power I began to feel such shame at being free that I caged myself. I could no longer dishonor Men by being free.

Chastity changed my life.

I could feel deeper levels of submission and awareness of my place in chastity. It made me appreciate the power of cock more. It made me a better faggot, as well as a better mentor to others.

I would suggest you try it Master. It’s easily reversed. Many Alphas use caging as a way to intimately bond with their faggots. They make a whole ceremony out of it. This helps the faggot view its chastity as something special.

My view of chastity for faggots has totally changed over the years. Once upon a time I saw no need for it. Now, I think it’s critical.

Much of that comes from my own chastity journey, which lasted over two years. Sadly, I had to come out of chastity for my incarceration, and I’ve missed it every day. I’m more ashamed of being in here without chastity than I am of any so-called crime.

I guess this might be coloring my opinion here, but I would really love it if Master Juan gave his faggot this gift of chastity. It could be a moment between them, a Man and his faggot, that could solidify their bond and deepen their appreciation for one another.

The following post is part of a thread chronicling the development of a young Mexican God Alpha named Master Jose. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!

With the work I perform on this site and across social media, I occasionally run into Alphas and faggots with extraordinary circumstances or perspectives. I’m rarely surprised anymore, because I’ve come to know that Hierarchy creates these extraordinary opportunities so that the greatest ones are purified and tempered into powerful examples for others.

In November I was privileged to meet one such example. His name is Master Jose. He is a truly powerful Alpha from Mexico.

I met Master Jose when he twice wrote to me in my Questions From Readers Inbox regarding his sexual arousal whenever he sees faggots crying and he comforts them. I originally diagnosed this as dacryphilia, which is the sexual arousal from tears and crying (Master Jose slightly disagrees, but I think I’m right). Since then I’ve been privileged to learn more about this tremendous Protector Alpha’s life, and his future plans to expand his power and reach.

Our conversation started with Master Jose detailing his early life and his desire to protect faggots even as a child.

I am 21 now and when I was in high school I used to protect a gay boy who always suffered bullying. He looked and sounded like a girl, the guys would’ve probably killed him if I hadn’t been there. His bullies took his money, destroyed his school materials, and punched him in the face. I didn’t know that was happening, I thought he was just shy, but one day in our lunch break I saw him alone in the corner trying to each a sandwich. One of the guys approached, took it from his hand, spit on his sandwich, and gave it back to him laughing in a very mean way. 

The fag was much smaller than the bully, and obviously couldn’t do anything else to protect himself. We were all 16 by then. I approached him and asked what was going on. He was still holding the disgusting sandwich with the bully’s spit on it. The boy was a mess, completely loss, he had no idea what to do. He was new to the school from another part of Mexico, and they guys would laugh at his accent, his habits, his hair, his girly voice, literally everything. On that day, I just bought a new sandwich for him and told him that he should stand for himself, otherwise he would be an easy prey. He talked to the principal and the bully got in detention, but it made things worse because two of the bully’s friends wanted a revenge, so they caught the boy’s bookbag, and started to literally tear the pages of his books and notebooks while calling him a faggot. The fag tried to do something (probably following my advice) and one of them punched him in the face. I didn’t see any of this, when I left my class he was picking his destroyed books up from the ground with a red stain on his cheek. 

I felt guilty because he did what I told him to do and everything went wrong. We lived in opposite directions but I felt that the right thing to do was to walk him home. His mother was home, I introduced myself as his new friend from school and we said that he got injured during soccer practice. His family was quite homophobic and they would have punched him again on his face if he had told the true story. I didn’t go to his bedroom, but said that I was sorry for my bad advise. He said that it was not my fault and that it was kind of me to walk him home. That was the moment when I started feeling something new inside of me. I had always liked girls (and I still do), but when I saw that sexy helpless faggot thanking me for walking him back home I got really hard. I wasn’t understanding what was going on but as soon as I arrived home I took a shower and jerked off. I wasn’t necessarily connecting one thing to the other but I had such a great orgasm that day.

I started to walk the boy home every single day and we got much closer. I was the only friend he had at school. All the other guys found him a pathetic faggot and the girls probably found him too shy. I am not gay (I used to identity as straight and now as bisexual), but it only felt like the right thing to do. After a few weeks, I wasn’t with him during lunch break and the three bullies approached him. They were ready to beat the shit out of the boy and I truly thing that a tragedy could’ve happened that day. When I left my class, they were pushing him to each other, laughing and messing with his school materials. I am not Captain America and of course I was afraid of getting a punch on my face as well, but the only right thing to do was protecting him. I didn’t care if I got hurt fighting the three guys but I couldn’t stand the idea of such a fragile creature receiving any harm. So I approached them and at first I just said “well, it looks fun, I wanna play too.” When they saw me, knowing that I would protect the boy, one of the guys called me a faggot who only hangs out with faggots. I just said “well, your sister don’t think the same.” 

He wanted to kill me but they knew that I wouldn’t be an easy prey as the fag. So after a few punches we were both injured and he gave up. The faggot then was petrified, shaking out of his panic and fear. I walked him home that day in silence, but when we arrived in his house nobody was there. He asked if I wanted some ice for my injuries and he started to take care of my arms and my face. The fag then said that his parents were out of town and that I could stay as much as I wanted. We went to his bedroom and at first we were just playing video games and talking about school, but I couldn’t pretend I wasn’t horny with that situation. We started talking about girls and he said that he knew from a very young age that he wanted a “prince” and never a “princess.” I told him that I still looking for my princess but any guy would be very lucky to have him. One thing led to the other and I confessed that I was really hard but I didn’t know why. He was a virgin and asked to see my dick. I told him that he could touch it if he wanted. We were both 16, full of hormones, and I just follow my instinct and told him that I knew how much he wanted to suck me. He said he really wanted to try but he didn’t know how. I had received a few blowjobs from girls, so I told him what to do and little by little taught him how to worship my balls.

You can see even in this innocent first encounter Master Jose showed powerful Protector Alpha instincts, but also the Alpha instinct to own and use faggots.

Master Jose currently owns and uses a 19-year-old faggot (he calls the faggot his boyfriend, which is probably accurate), but he has been hunting and using faggots he finds on apps (because it’s hard to openly hunt for faggots in Mexico). He wants to be an Alpha similar to Master Lorenzo, a great Protector Alpha who will bring comfort to those faggots damaged and discarded by the world.

If you’re a faggot in Mexico and you want to serve this powerful young Alpha, leave a comment below so Master Jose can contact you!

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

I understand how my brother Kevin feels right now. It’s overwhelming to understand and accept that you’re a faggot, and that a powerful Alpha has taken ownership of you. For me, it was Master Aaron. For Kevin, it’s Master Kenzo.

The thrill of discovery, the deep satisfaction of submission, and the comfort of finding your place are all emotions that flood through an owned faggot at random moments. It’s so powerful that you want to scream it from the rooftops.

Rather than doing that, Kevin decided to write his Master Kenzo a letter. Here it is:

For 2025, I have sent my first New Year greetings to the sunshine of my life, the Man I adore and worship, Kenzo.

I wish to share the long message I sent Him :

“Dearest Kenzo, my Alpha, my Master, my God,

As the New Year begins, I cannot adequately express how grateful I am to You being in my life. But I’d like to try.

You are an amazing, incredible, superior Man. You are even more than that, more than a Man. You are the most exceptional being. You simply have it all: You have the beauty, the strength, the charisma, the authority, the confidence…Everyone You know revolves around You. Simply being in Your presence is an incredible privilege. You are the epitome of Male Superiority.

I have been blessed to know You since You were a young boy – but You were already special, better than the others. Since my teenage years, I’ve done my best to protect You, to help You, to advise You, to please You in any way I could. I saw You quickly becoming a real hunk, ready to conquer life, far superior than other human beings. Far superior than me.

I’ve always loved doing things for You. But it took me a long, too long time to fully understand what was at work. But now, at last, I see things more clearly than ever. You are my destiny. You are my purpose. You are my everything. It was my natural role to help raise You. And now, it’s my natural role to give You everything You are entitled to: obedience, loyalty, worship. Power. I was born to serve You, to worship You, to awaken Your Godhood.

I live only for Your glory and Your power. My very existence is to please You. Any quality, any skill, any virtue I might have is only worth if it benefits You.

Your place is at the very top of Hierarchy. My place is to be your footstool to reach the top. Because You are a God Alpha and I am a faggot. Your faggot. Your slave.

Thank You. Thank You for Your existence. Thank You for Your superiority. And thank You for allowing me to serve You, for making me see the truth about You and me.

Dearest Kenzo, my Alpha, my Master, my God, I wish for You the most wonderful 2025 Year, for You and everyone You hold dear. I cannot wait to see You shine more than ever.

I am deeply honored to forever be

Your most humble, Your most obedient, Your most devoted slave

Kevin”

Perfection!

UPDATE!

Master Kenzo replied to Kevin’s extraordinary letter with a response just as awesome!

READ:

Kevin, my beloved slave,

I am proud to own you. I am proud to have such a smart, wise, talented boy at My feet.

For as long as I can remember, you have always been there for Me. I know you will always be. You always did a great job serving Me. I know you will never disappoint Me.

I want you to know you are a most valued part of My Kingdom. You will always have a place of honor at My feet. Because you’re Mine.

I can tell you: 2025 is going to be a great year for Me. And so, for you as well.

Get ready for what’s coming.

Happy New Year to you, slave!

Your God,
Kenzo

Isn’t it amazing? Master Kenzo is a straight Alpha who has ascended to God Alpha status and has fully embraced this purpose. He’s a married Alpha with kids, and now he also owns a faggot!

HIERARCHY IS TRUTH!

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

When an Alpha claims a faggot and starts using it, so many changes take place between both the Alpha and the faggot. For the Alpha, his power vastly increases and his new view of the world (through the lens of Hierarchy) makes all things possible. For the faggot, it humbles itself and understands the benefits of serving selflessly. For both, there comes a seismic shift in consciousness as each one comprehends the natural power of Hierarchy across their life and how it connects them to a much larger social structure.

For new faggots, this shift in consciousness is truly profound. Some of that is due to the fact that the faggot must surrender whatever masculinity and autonomy it thought it had. But there is also a need for a faggot to embrace that word “FAGGOT” as an identifier. I’ve written many times about the psychological importance of the word “faggot” and how accepting it helps a faggot deepen its appreciation of its purpose. I’ve done social experiments with faggots online, coaxing them to admit to a group of strangers that they are a faggot, which led to some breaking down in tears of joy. Why the extreme reaction? Because most faggots live in a twilight world of lies and self-deception, and it’s only when they openly admit that they are faggots that those lies are lifted away and there is an exhilaration of newly-felt freedom. They realize it’s okay to be a faggot, that they have purpose as a faggot. Hierarchically-speaking, faggots are just as natural as Alphas.

In my previous post about Master Kenzo breeding his faggot Kevin, I quoted Kevin as saying the following: “Having His godly seed within me make me feel a better man.“ When he said that in our conversation, I originally let it go and kept talking to him about the experience of being bred by Master Kenzo.

But anyone who knows me knows I don’t miss those little moments to teach truth. So after a while, I circled back to it. I quoted the line above and responded thusly:

“You are not a Man. You’re a faggot owned by a Man.”

At this point I’d never heard Kevin refer to himself as a faggot. He always characterized his service to Master Kenzo as something a friend would do for another friend he loves. But that is NOT what is really happening between Master Kenzo and Kevin, and I just couldn’t let Kevin go on living a lie.

Kevin continued to deflect: “You’re right of course, forgive me. I meant that having His godly seed within me made me closer to be a man than I could ever be.”

Wrong again! So I became even more specific: “But Men don’t have the cum of other Men inside them. His breeding of you is replacing your DNA with his. His cum is replacing your thoughts with thoughts of him. You are his property now.”

Kevin somewhat conceded my point: “Yes I am. Thanks for putting things so clearly!”

And then Kevin started asking me questions about cunting and what that entails. I was afraid Kevin still didn’t understand my point about being a faggot.

Then, out of nowhere, Kevin broke the conversation with this: “Sam, I think I’m truly processing some things only just now. I am not just a beta male who happens to submit to his superior young best friend. I. Am. A. Faggot.”

“I AM A FAGGOT.”

“I am Kenzo’s slave! I AM MASTER KENZO’S SLAVE!”

And then, after a pause, Kevin added: “Oh Sam my brother, that is so liberating!”

With acceptance comes a deeper understanding of our larger role within the tapestry of Hierarchy, roles we fulfill whether we are aware of it at the time or not. With Kevin finally embracing the term “faggot” and understanding how it perfectly describes what he is to Master Kenzo, he began to see everything differently: “Sam I’m starting to think that it’s not a coincidence that I met Kenzo when He was a little boy and that I mentored Him all his life. I feel like I was destined to be His slave, to be the Awakener of a God. For so long I thought I was like an older brother to Him, but I was actually the servile preceptor of a young God! I feel so privileged!”

Then Kevin boiled down his new understanding of purpose through the use of the word “faggot”: “My very existence is to be His slave. My life has no other meaning than serving Him.”

Like I said earlier in this post, faggots who confront and embrace the word “faggot” and its meaning tend to have overwhelming feelings of joy mixed with fear. The word is so specific and so true that it cuts through all of the lies and misconceptions and perfectly distills purpose. Once a faggot is cornered by the power of the word “faggot” and forced to confront it, there is no turning back.

And that’s exactly what happened with Kevin during our conversation. He concluded this way: “Oh dear sam I’m overwhelmed with emotion! I’m almost shaking! My heart is so full of adoration for Him I think it’s going to explode!”

This is the exact right response!

I hope you can see from this dialogue how faggots subtly mislead themselves, and the result when a faggot accepts the label of “faggot” and all that entails. I’m so proud of my brother Kevin for going through this process with me, as well as Master Kenzo for using Kevin in such a way that he was able to accept his purpose!

Hierarchy is more than simply an explanation of sociological or sexual preferences. It is a pathway that each of us travels to understand ourselves and our purpose. Embracing our own truth gives meaning and direction to our lives!

Today it was Kevin’s turn to accept what he is. Tomorrow, will it be you?

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

As I said in the previous post (and really, throughout my writing on Hierarchy), straight Alphas use faggots sexually. They do this despite not even feeling any sexual attraction toward males or faggots. They fuck faggots because Alphas have an instinct to breed, using their cum as a marking device to claim others as their property. Underneath that instinct is an Alpha’s need for dominance and power.

Let’s face it: when a Man fucks another male, he’s taking away anything about that male that might qualify as masculine. He reinforces Hierarchy through every fuck. All of this confuses little Men who do not see the greater truth of Hierarchy, but Alphas (who are not only Kings of Hierarchy, but also its policemen) fully understand this truth. Alphas are not bound to the lifestyle rules of inferior society.

The “rules” apply even less to God Alphas like Master Kenzo, owner of his first faggot Kevin.

Once I heard that Master Kenzo had used Kevin a few times for oral service/worship, I figured it was only a matter of time before he would fuck Kevin. This is the pattern I’ve seen repeatedly from straight Alphas I’ve served personally or that I’ve interviewed. It seems that once a straight Alpha gets head from a faggot and realizes it doesn’t automatically “turn him gay”, they suddenly realize that they can literally do whatever they want with anyone they want.

So it wasn’t much of a surprise when Kevin wrote to me a couple of days ago with some dramatic news.

Last Saturday, for the first time, Kenzo fucked my ass!

I was thrilled by this, of course, and asked for the story.

So, to give some context, I organized and paid for Kenzo and His whole family (including his mother, aunts and uncles and cousins) to spend a week in a luxury mountain chalet for Christmas. They left last Sunday and are thoroughly enjoying their vacation. And last Saturday, on the eve of his departure, Kenzo generously decided to spend one last evening with me. While he was lying on the couch watching a Christmas comedy on TV, I was on my knees on the floor massaging His feet. At the end of the film, He said to me: “You’ve really outdone yourself this time, Kevin. I’m going to love this week in the mountains.” I beamed and replied, “I want to be the best servant You can have, because You deserve nothing less.”

And then He grinned. He told me that even though I served Him very well and that I had gotten better and better at worshipping His cock, there was something we had never done, something He felt very horny to try. I immediately understood what He meant. He said quite gravely: “I’m sure you’re anxious about it, otherwise you would have already begged me to do it. I don’t want to hurt you. If you don’t feel ready, we can discuss it further when I get back.” I hesitated for a few seconds but reminded myself of my duties and my priorities as a beta male. I looked Him straight in the eyes and said: “You are the one who matters. Nothing is more important to me than Your happiness and Your pleasure. Nothing. My existence is to serve You. Your desire comes first, always. I am Yours to use, in any way You want.” After a brief silence, He sent me to wait for Him in His bedroom (that is, the master bedroom at my place, which is reserved for him) and joined me a few minutes later. My fate was sealed.

And then he fucked me. I don’t know how long it lasted, I was in a daze. He came into my ass several times, in several positions. At first, I was bent over on my belly on the bed. After a while, he put His foot close to my head, and I kissed and licked it passionately. Soon afterwards, He put His foot UPON my head. I could hear Him moaning in delight, my head pressed against the mattress by His foot, while His huge, hard cock was going back and forth in my ass. I’m sure you guess how I was feeling! I fully felt that I really belonged there, under His foot, suffering for His pleasure. And despite the pain, I felt a strong sense of fulfillment and accomplishment. I couldn’t stop whispering “Thank you Master, thank you Master, I love You, I love You”. It was incredible.

And then later, He ordered me to turn around. He wanted me on my back, so we could look at each other face to face. I gawked at Him and I was impressed. I’ve always loved His virile beauty, but there was something different this time. His muscles were more prominent than ever. There was a beastly rage in His handsome face, and His eyes were filled with a fiery fire. He was both gorgeous and scary! While fucking me and looking me in the eyes, He said “Who am I to you?” I immediately answered “You’re my Alpha, my Master, my God! You’re so powerful! You’re so better than me! You’re an exceptional superior being!”. And then I couldn’t help but go on and on and on, I couldn’t stop yelling. “I adore You so much! You mean the world to me! I’d do anything for You!” and all this kind of things. The words just came out of my mouth without even thinking. And while I was speaking, He was smiling proudly. Always with that rage in His eyes.

After He came the last time, He stood for a few moments, both of us out of breath. Then suddenly, he grabbed my ankles and violently pulled me out of bed and onto the floor. And he shouted “Worship me! NOW!” I rushed on my belly in front of him and kissed his toes fervently, while muttering “I adore You, Master, You are a living God, You are everything to me.”

I felt He was gradually calming down. He finally ordered me to get up. I stood shyly in front of Him, who’s a head taller than me, my shoulders tucked in and my head bowed, not daring to look at Him. And then, He took my head in His hands and kissed me on the forehead. I felt a great warmth run through my body! He took me in his arms and pressed my face against his chest. I felt so protected and safe! “You’re such a great beta. You’re my best friend. Always have been. You make me live the life of a king. I love you,” He said. I felt so happy and at the same time so undeserving!

He left for the chalet with his family the next day. Since then, I’ve had a great Christmas Eve with my own family, but I think about Him all the time. He’s always been the greatest sunshine in my life, and since I’ve finally submitted myself fully to Him, it is like I’m constantly reaching new heights of happiness and fulfillment.

A couple of takeaways from this incredible first fuck. First of all, Kevin perfectly describes the “Alpha rage” I’m always talking about. Alphas have incredible power coursing through them, and when they unleash that power (particularly when it’s “safe” to do so, like when fucking faggots) it is an awesome sight to behold.

Secondly, I was extremely impressed with Master Kenzo’s innate understanding of aftercare. I assume Master Kenzo learned the importance of post-fuck comforting from his dealings with females, but aftercare is particularly important when an Alpha fucks his faggot due to the often violent nature of the encounters. For Kevin, who was a virgin before that night, aftercare was deeply impactful.

Thirdly, I was blown away by Master Kenzo’s use of his feet while fucking Kevin. Like most Alphas, Master Kenzo loves having his feet worshiped. So he placed his foot near Kevin’s face (which Kevin wisely used as an opportunity to worship him) and then placed his foot right on Kevin’s head. I was eager to find out if Master Kenzo regularly did that with females, or if it was something that came out of him only while he was fucking his faggot.

So I asked Kevin.

Since their date anniversary, I have been privileged enough to be invited to sleep in their room with Him and His girl from time to time, and worship them while He fucks her, and I have never seen Him fuck her with foot on her face, so I don’t know if He already did that before.

I pointed out to Kevin that foot worship seems to be a key that unlocked Master Kenzo’s dominance.

Yeah I think so! He has already told me that the very first time I greeted Him by kissing His feet, it awakened something in Him! I must say I just love how He was assertive and imperious while fucking me and commanding me to worship Him, and then became once again gentle and tender. I am so fucking lucky to serve a God Alpha with whom I have a strong bond and who genuinely cares for me. Even if I always feel I don’t deserve it.

Master Kenzo returned from vacation after a few days, and I’m sure you can guess what happened then!

Kenzo came back from vacation yesterday. He passed by His second home, and I can tell you I got His cum all over my face and in my mouth and my ass! My ass is still a little sore, but I feel so great! Having His godly seed within me make me feel a better man.

Oh and also, interestingly, I asked Him about the foot in the face thing during fucking, and asked if He ever did that with His girlfriend. He answered “Of course not! She’s a Lady, the mother of my heirs! I already did that, but only with side chicks, to remind them of their place”. I know He fucks other girls from time to time (as far as I know, His woman knows and is fine with it). He told me that the very first time He put His foot on a head while fucking was when one of these side girls begged Him to dump His girlfriend and to settle with her instead. “The bitch had the nerve to think she could replace my chosen Queen! I immediately fucked her ass while stomping her head with my foot to put her in line! She apologized and begged for mercy.” I fucking love that side of Him! And so, He loved that very much and did it again just for pleasure, and it felt natural for Him to put me under His foot!

While He was fucking me, I often heard Him moaning and whispering things like “It’s so good to be Me! Oh I love to be the King!” It made my heart explode! At the end, He was lying on his back with his hands behind his head while I fervently worshipped his feet, and He said again “It’s so great to be a God.”

Remember when I talked about Alpha Ascension? Alphas have the unique ability to use experiences to grow into higher levels of power. Their hunger for power and worship becomes insatiable, and they take ownership of everyone and everything in their lives. What Master Kenzo has done with his newly-claimed faggot is just the start of the Kingdom he is destined to build around himself.

Master Kenzo is no longer just a straight Man or just a straight Alpha. He’s above these others, beyond them. He has ascended to a lofty position at the upper reaches of Hierarchy. He has taken the mantle of God Alpha, now and forever.

Thank you, Master Kenzo, for revealing your true glory!

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

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

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

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

For instance, there was this surprising bit of information:

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Fortunately, Master Kenzo seems to share my opinion:

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

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

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

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

There are gods walking among us. I’ve said it for a long time, mainly because I was privileged to know and serve a couple of them in my life, and then I discovered online that there were even more of these transcendent, all-powerful Alphas. It was due to their otherworldly existence that I ever started formulating my ideas about Hierarchy in the first place.

To honor their very special class, I started calling them God Alphas.

Unfortunately, many straight God Alphas rarely allow themselves to experience the fullness of what is actually possible through the application of their natural power. They often think it’s “too gay” to rule over all lesser humans and use them for pleasure. Or it’s frowned upon by society as being too demeaning or too egotistical. Alphahood in general is under attack from political correctness; imagine how much harder it is to become a fully-realized God Alpha, a King of Kings!

This is where faggots play a critical role in Alpha development. A faggot debases itself willingly for the pleasure, enrichment, and glory of its Owner. It gives an Alpha what he truly needs to fully embody his role: WORSHIP. When an Alpha receives worship, his power rapidly grows and expands like a well-watered plant with plenty of sunlight. All of this unlocks when an Alpha owns a good, loyal, dedicated faggot.

A God Alpha is the ultimate expression of this natural power, and he is worshiped BY ALL because of it.

A few months ago I met a faggot named Kevin. He started our conversation this way:

I wanted to thank you for your effort to spread the truth about the Male Hierarchy, for it is thank to you that I finally accepted that I belong at the feet of superior men, worshipping and serving them. And it is thanks to you that I finally had the courage to tell the true about me to a very young God Hunk I had known for long, so virile He has already fathered two sons at just twenty-two! I have now the honor to serve Him and His girlfriend, both financially and domestically. The great part is that she’s completely cool about me worshipping the body of her Man and being the family’s servant! I am in heaven at the feet of this great Alpha family!

I was immediately intrigued, so I begged to know more.

To make a long story short, I have known Him since He was a little kid and I was a teenager (about seven years older), because He was the son of friends of my parents. We always got along very well and became close friends, almost brothers. And, funnily enough, He was quite respectful of me, because He saw me as something as a mentor, as I was older, more mature and, dare I say it, well-educated and smart. And then, as He grew up, I saw this little kid becoming a Man. When He was fifteen, He was already real hunk material. He became much taller than me, more athletic, more muscular, more confident, more handsome, more successful with girls. In short, I could see Him becoming much better than me. Well, I take some time to understand what was going on. But it was a beautiful thing to see this boy who was like a little brother admiring me becoming this real Alpha Male far superior than me. I began to feel humiliated and humbled by Him, and it turned me on. I realized that I have always liked pleasing Him and entertaining Him, but then I increasingly felt the urge to serve him, like a servant serves his Master. When He settled down with his gorgeous girlfriend, I thought I was jealous of Him, but I was also primarily jealous of her!

I loved that Kevin mentioned the humiliation factor in his own development. This is one thing straight Alphas do naturally and without even knowing it. Their superiority humiliates inferior males and helps them accept their hierarchical roles as betas or faggots. It is part of the silent hierarchical mechanics that shape our places within the natural order.

At first, I served Him financially. It began gradually: as I am financially in a better position than He is, He borrowed some money from me, but I soon told Him that He didn’t need to give it back because it was a pleasure to help Him! And it was! The idea that my hard earned money would benefit Him made me very excited! Very soon, I would regularly give Him 10% of my income (plus extras whenever the opportunity offered of course). I “jokingly” told Him I was paying the tithe, a religious tax to my God. He liked it very much!

As we live nearby, each time that He asked for a favor from me (driving Him somewhere, giving Him something, helping Him with the sons He sired at 18 and 20 years old, or with His house, anything) I always accepted very eagerly. Once, after He called for help at the middle of the night, He told me: “Sorry man, I was reluctant to bother you”. I answered Him: “Hey, listen, I’m going to give you a tip. If you ever wonder if you can call me, just think of me as your slave, okay?” He smiled at it, and He never hesitated to call me again.

Receiving financial service from faggots is typically where things turn for straight Alphas. Even though I’m not a huge advocate for financial domination (findom) as a replacement for actual service, it does open doors to serve straight Alphas in the hope they might use faggots more. And that was what Kevin used just to be able to serve his rapidly-developing Alpha friend to accept his power.

So we were pretty close to the point. But the definitive change occured just the summer of last year. One day during the summer, I invited Him to enjoy the pool with me at a private club of which I’m a member. And when we went to lie down on the deckchairs on the grass, I asked Him if he wanted me to move a chair to a place of his choice. He was surprised but agreed. I did so, then sat down on the ground next to Him. Then I asked Him if he wanted me to get Him something to eat at the snack bar nearby. He told me his choice, and I complied. When I returned, I asked Him if he’d like a foot massage. Oh my God! He really liked the foot massage very much, but I can say for sure I fucking loved it much, much more! I was happiest I had ever been, rubbing His feet. When He thanked me, I told Him that I was the one thanking Him for allowing me to do it! When we came back at my place, He told me He’d really liked a new foot massage as He really enjoyed the first one. Of course, I eagerly complied, telling Him he didn’t have to say “please”, he just had to tell me he wanted a massage and I would do it right away. We had a little friendly chat while I was massaging His feet. And then, after a brief silence, I told Him: “I really love pleasing you. You’re such an Alpha Male!” He looked me in the eyes, he smirked and told me “I really love having you as my submissive beta best friend.” I felt a thrill of joy and smiled back at Him. I just knew we had reached the point of explicit mutual understanding of our respective places!

Just as financial tributes can open doors to serve straight Alphas, foot worship is the way to walk through those opened doors. I’ve been preaching it since 2015: worship an Alpha’s feet! There are few more powerful visual images than a faggot kneeling before an Alpha and kissing his feet! It’s not a sexual gesture, but rather, one of honor and submission.

As Master Kenzo grew up, he of course fell in love with a beautiful woman and got her impregnated with a couple of boys. But much to his credit, Master Kenzo did not dismiss his faggot Kevin. Instead, he integrated these two halves of his developing Kingdom into one cohesive realm.

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

Remarkable! I would like to emphasize that this situation is HIGHLY unusual and requires a very special type of female. Most women would be wildly insecure to have a faggot openly serving and worshiping their Alpha. So Master Kenzo picked the right woman, one who clearly understands that an Alpha – particularly a God Alpha – needs worship from all to become what he was born to be.

There is much, much more to this developing story … so stay tuned! You will be SHOCKED!

Do you know how scientists first discovered the existence of black holes? It wasn’t through direct observation, of course, because black holes have such tremendous gravitational forces that even light cannot escape them.

No, scientists insisted that mathematical equations suggested their theoretical existence and predicted how they could be found … and when they looked, they suddenly found these monstrous inter-spacial vortexes! However, even when looking directly at a black hole they didn’t see it, but rather the effect it had on everything around it.

As a younger faggot I was very much like those scientists of the mid-twentieth century, except my field of study wasn’t black holes, but was something that was consuming my life at the time: Hierarchy. I’d served many Alphas, been owned multiple times, and through these experiences I began piecing together and methodically testing what I’ve come to understand as Hierarchical fact today.

Most crucial of my discoveries was the existence of Alpha hierarchy within the larger framework itself. To date I’m the only one who has accurately described Alpha hierarchy, put names and functions to each level of Alpha hierarchy, and then successfully used it to predict Alpha behavior. Mind you, I’m just a faggot who has spent many years in the service of great Alphas, but I was paying attention!

In my head, the math suggested that there should be a Final Alpha, the most powerful one. But how to find and identify such a Man? My interactions with Alphas were largely one-on-one, and I didn’t realize that was the problem. That’s like trying to scan the stars while looking at them through a cardboard toilet paper tube!

I needed to see Alphas together, interacting with each other daily, before the evidence of the existence of God Alphas presented itself!

Funnily enough, the God Alpha I discovered was my bunk mate!

When I arrived in prison camp in July of 2022 to serve time for a crime I never meant to commit, I was accidentally redirected to the wrong bunk. In this camp, the dormitory building was a long straight metal shack with two floors, both identical. A long hallway ran down the full length of each floor, and on each side of the hallway were cubes, each cube containing four cubicles and two beds per cubicle.

I was supposed to be upstairs in the predominantly white section, but I was placed in the lower level with the blacks. Little did they know about my preferences…

When I arrived, I met my “cellie”, a hulking, muscular 53-year-old black Alpha named “B” (everybody had letters for names there except for me). B was in the midst of his fourth long stint in prison for drug dealing, and he knew as soon as he saw me I didn’t belong there. So he set expectations and began teaching me how to move in prison.

Of course I never learned, a fact that amused B as much as it annoyed him. I’d make B laugh long and loud when I’d crack a joke or sass back at someone. “Man, my cellie funny!” B often bellowed to the other black Alphas in our cube.

Because of B I wore a shield of protection wherever I went.

But then I began to notice how other Apex Alphas would visit our cubicle to consult with B (I was ordered out of the cubicle during these Alpha conferences). I watched as B directed a couple of Apex Alphas (primarily an older Apex named Doe) to shepherd a young black Apex named “D”.

I also watched other Alphas in camp slip into our cubicle very early in the morning to leave fresh milk and fruit and other gifts for B to enjoy … tributes, for lack of a better term.

And then it hit me – B is a God Alpha!

A God Alpha isn’t something a Man bestows upon himself. It’s something bestowed upon him by the submission of all other levels of Alphahood.

To this point I hadn’t spoken much about Hierarchy, so I decided to ask B about it.

“B, do you consider yourself to be Alpha?” I asked.

B’s reply shocked me: “I am God.”

A couple of months later the camp’s presiding officer visited our cubicle and was going to move me. But B stopped him (yes, he stopped the head officer!) and told him this: “Naw man, Sam’s the best cellie I’ve ever had.”

I still carry that great compliment around inside me with warped pride.

A month later B was caught bringing contraband into camp and was shipped off to higher security.

But I will see him again. Once he’s free he’s flying to Aruba to marry his fiancé. I told him I’m going to be there. “Sam, if you show up, just know I’m gonna stab yo’ ass.”

Death by God Alpha. What a way for a faggot to go!

The story of former Master (now faggot) Bruno is one of the craziest I ever published on FWA. When I first met him, Bruno identified as an Alpha and was in the process of taking ownership of a couple of faggots (Giovanni and Jim) and he was seeing success with training them. He even cunted both of them (and wrote one of the most insightful and eloquent descriptions of the effects of cunting from the Alpha perspective I’ve ever read), so there never seemed to be any doubt about what he was.

Then Bruno met Master Juan, a true God Alpha. And Bruno’s mistaken identity instantly crumbled apart.

I don’t want to recreate Bruno’s thread here to reflect his time as an “Alpha” since he doesn’t accept that anymore. But I did want to begin Bruno’s thread here on Hierarchy University starting with the fateful night he encountered Master Juan.

Just keep this in mind: Hierarchy is a journey we each undertake to find our ultimate truth.

The following was originally published while I was in prison on February 5, 2023.

I often use the phrase “Hierarchy Is Truth” across all of my platforms. Unlike many people, who view Hierarchy as some sort of sexual fetish or some way to quickly get rich or get off, I actually view Hierarchy as a journey toward the ultimate Truth of each one of us.

That journey varies from person to person. Sometimes it’s short, obvious from birth. And for others, it’s a perilous, confusing trek influenced by life experiences and self-delusion.

I know this from experience. Even though I’m proudly a high-profile faggot today, the early part of my journey involved me trying to pretend I was a straight Man! I dated girls, and even had sex with girls. Hell, I even had threesomes with two girls multiple times! Why? Because peer pressure and the religious conservatism of my Midwest family background influenced my thinking for several years. It was only the abrupt actions of my first Alpha, Roger, that shook me loose and introduced me to my Hierarchical Truth.

Something similar has happened to Bruno, the former Master of a couple of faggots including a truly genuine boy named Giovanni. I hadn’t heard from Bruno in months, and while I do try my best to keep track of past stories, he had slipped away from me.

Well Bruno has returned with a beautiful, humble, and inspirational story of self-discovery thanks to the insightful power of a God Alpha named Master Juan.

Here’s what Bruno wrote:

Hey Sam, Bruno here (not Master Bruno anymore). You may hate me for what I am going to say… but you’ve done so much for me, Giovanni and the boys that I think you deserve to know it. The last months since we talked were crazy. I started feeling weird with Giovanni, Jim and all the other boys, something was feeling wrong. I thought it might be the time to marry a woman and settle down. I was so confused that I got into depression. I dismissed all my boys… I couldn’t be their Master anymore. Giovanni, my sweet and adorable Giovanni, wouldn’t turn me on anymore, I felt like a terrible person for not giving him attention anymore. 

Well, last year, around october/november, I had a long conversation with Master Lorenzo (this one a real God Alpha, unlike me) and he was so respectful and gave me so much attention. He’s a wonderful human being. He told me that I just needed to breathe some fresh air, maybe go back home and that I would find other fags eventually. Then I went back to Europe, found another job there. I was afraid that Giovanni would feel miserable since I was so close to him and his family. But Master Lorenzo took care of him virtually and they talk everyday now. Giovanni also found another Master to serve in person and I think he’s doing ok now. I haven’t talked to him for months now.

I arrived in Spain last year and thought that I what needed was to relax at home and enjoy the holidays. For a moment, I thought hierarchy wasn’t for me and that I should ignore everything that had happened in the US. I was about to getting psycological treatment and going back to a boring regular life working everyday. After months of terrible mood, I decided to go out with 3 straight friends to a bar. After a couple of drinks, a guy approached one of my straight friends and asked him if I was into guys because he was interesed in me. My friend said that I was bisexual (they know nothing about hierarchy and everything I had done but I am openly bisexual).

The guy came next to me and introduced himself. His name was Juan, very good-looking but not a faggot at all. He had a very dominant presence, not super strong, but in his average size body he just had a power I can’t describe. My friends left us alone and we drank a little bit more. He told me that we should go back to his place. The last time I had had sex was fucking Giovanni months before… I was not sure of what I was feeling but I decided to try. I told him that I had a bad break-up so I wasn’t in the mood but that I wanted to know him better.

He was extremely kind and respectful, told me not to worry. Juan said that we could just drink wine and watch a movie if I didn’t want to have sex. He made me feel very comfortable for the first time in months, so I decided to go. When we arrived to his apartment, he told me to feel at home, we sat down on the couch together and he asked me if I wanted to tell him about something.

I was a little drunk and exhausted of hiding everything so I told him everything, literally everything. I told him I had moved to the US and started owning faggots, I showed him FWA and Giovanni’s pictures. In the middle of it, I started crying and I felt pathetic. But he gave me a hug, told me that everything was fine and that I didn’t need to feel guilty or ashamed for having left my fags behind. For my surprise, he told me that he knew hierarchy and he loved using faggots too. He even said that Giovanni’s ass is amazing and wanted to breed him.

I told Juan that I don’t know what was going on with me because fags weren’t turning me on anymore. He made me feel relaxed and not a weirdo. Then he asked if I really enjoyed the power of using faggots and, in his arms, I admitted that I didn’t know. I come from a very conservative family so I was born to be a Man and a natural leader but after seeing Giovanni and other boys feeling so happy in their lives I couldn’t handle the responsibility of being a Man.

He told me to calm down and relax because he would support me from then on. He held me and started kissing my mouth, which felt amazing. I had never felt this before… not even close. Juan was so confident that I gave up and let him conduct my body. He has an amazing thick dick and big balls. For the first time in my life, I sucked a cock, worshiped his balls and I am not gonna lie… I loved it, Sam. He held my head and fucked my throat, I gagged several times but kept on sucking his big dick.

Juan asked me if my ass was virgin, I told him that I had never even thought about being a bottom. He made me relax, rimmed me for a long time and before I could tell he had lube in my hole and was fucking me in his bed. At first, I wanted him to stop because it felt amazing and I didn’t want to admit to myself that I was enjoying it. He made me feel so safe that I surrendered and let him fuck me.

Sam, I know that may sound shocking but now I feel that all this time as a Master was a lie. I have never been an actual Master and the things I have done were just an attempt to fit the role that my family taught me to follow. Juan fucked me so hard that night and I only could ask for more. His thick dick changed my life forever and he came inside of my hole 3 times. When he was fucking me for the third time, my virgin ass was hurt but I told him to cum again. While fucking me missionary he said “you’ve never been a Man, and now you’re mine.”

Two weeks later he cunted me and told me to move in. That was some months ago… now I live with him and became his faggot. He feeds me a load everyday and fuck my ass whenever he wants. Juan became my Master, my Man and everything in my life. I just kneel and do whatever he wants. I shaved my whole body for him and am basically doing what Giovanni used to do for me.

That’s it, Sam. After all this time without talking to you, I felt that I needed to be honest. I was so ashamed that I thought about just disappearing forever but Juan told me to send you this account. He wants you to post it on my thread for everyone to know that Master Bruno doesn’t exist anymore. I am a faggot, Sam. Your brother and property of my powerful Master Juan. He wants the world to know that he turned “Master Bruno” into what I really am: Faggot Bruno ready to serve him. He took my virginity and my whole life.

I don’t know if you have seen cases like this before and I really hope you’re not going to hate me for this. I never wanted to lie to Giovanni or to you, but I was lying to myself trying to be something I have never been. Now when Juan fucks and breeds me I feel something that I have never felt even with the wonderful boys I had in America. I was forcing myself to like using fags and that led me to depression. Nature always works, Sam… Hierarchy is true and now I know my real place on it.

 I am just a faggot, a lonely boy that needs a Man. I have never been an Alpha, a Daddy or whatever I tried to be. I just tried to be a Man because Real Men rule the world… but I can’t lie to myself anymore. I have never felt so happy, Sam. This morning Juan fed me a load and then fucked me and I cooked him breakfast with his cum on my mouth and inside my ass. It feels so perfect and so right… I can’t live to be the Man my family wants me to be or the Alpha that society would like to have. Fortunately, I am young enough to enjoy many years as a faggot and that’s what I will do now.

I am sending you this message and I will now send a message to Master Lorenzo and Giovanni too. Only the three of you will know about this extreme change in my life. I hope Gio will forgive me. I hope Master Lorenzo will not ignore me and still be in touch. I hope you too will forgive me, Sam… but I promise you that none of what I did was on purpose. I was exploring hierarchy and now I fully understand it. 

I must tell you that my heart practically exploded with joy and pride upon reading this letter. Can you hear the relief in Bruno’s words, the clarity and focus of his thoughts? This is how a person who has discovered purpose sounds!

Some time later Master Lorenzo contacted me. He had spoken to Bruno for two hours. Here’s what he said:

Hey Sam, What a day, right? Hahaha

I suppose you already have the news about Bruno. He told me you would be the first one to know. I talked for a long time with him on the phone and he cried for almost an hour. There’s so much going on in his life, I feel sorry for him. He’s from a conservative Spanish catholic family, similar to mine, so I feel him. These people cause so much harm to LGBTQ youth, it’s insane and criminal.

Anyway, I don’t wanna talk about bad things. Today is a day to celebrate! I had this long conversation with him, told him that I was proud of him and that he must always be happy, regardless of what people think. He has money and he’s a smart guy, so he’s gonna be fine. I don’t know Juan yet but he seems to be a great guy too. 

Giovanni is now officially mine. While he’s in the US and I’m in Brazil I’m finding a way to deal with him, but I’m sure I can handle it. Look how funny life is, Sam. I have been thinking about cunting Giovanni for months and now his ex-Master literally gave him to me as a gift. I am not gonna lie, now that Bruno understands what he really is I can’t wait to cunt him too lol to be honest, I always felt something weird in his Alphaness when we talked on the phone. Sometimes the three of us did calls (Giovanni, Bruno, and I) and I couldn’t feel an actual dominant attitude from Bruno, he sounded artificial to me. But I thought that it was just my desire to claim Gio as my property. I was right, after all hahaha 

2023 has barely started and it has already been amazing!! As the good faggot you are, try to keep an eye on Bruno. He’s happy now but really needs some friends. One more wonderful sexy faggot on Earth to be bred! What a great day!! 

I love sexy Master Lorenzo’s enthusiasm, and I share it. I agree – this is something to CELEBRATE!

As for Bruno, it’s clear that his long conversation with Master Lorenzo helped cleanse him of any guilt:

Thank you so much for your words. I couldn’t be happier and more relieved. I know deep down that you wouldn’t hate me for this but I was afraid of frustrating you. I didn’t want you to think that I was messing around… everything was true and I loved to be with Giovanni. But, you see, now when I am in my Master’s arms I realize that everytime I was with Giovanni I was making a mental effort to be a “Man”. For example, I made him look more and more feminine and wear lingerie, makeup, etc 

These things would make me hard because I went so deep in the mindset of being a Man that I convinced myself to feel horny.

But now with Juan everything feels so different. For the first time in my life, I feel safe, happy, comfortable and fulfilled. He goes so deep in my hole that I feel his balls touching my ass and it is underscribable. 

Sam, I just had a 2 hour call with Master Lorenzo and told him the truth. I think I never cried so much in my life… I felt like taking out stones that had always been on my shoulders. He’s a perfect Man so mature, it’s impressive. He said all the kind things I needed to hear now.

My main concern in all this change was Giovanni. He is an adorable sweet boy and I would never forgive myself for causing him any harm. But Lorenzo is really a God among Men… he took care of Giovanni so well, he claimed him as his property and has been using the boy virtually. Lorenzo made an arrangement with another Alpha in the US to fuck Gio and keep him in track while they’re in different countries. But both Master Lorenzo and Giovanni are Brazilians, so I think he is going to find a way to go to the US or making Giovanni and his mom go back to Brazil. I am not sure… but he literally told me to relax because now Giovanni is his property and he would take care of him and his mom. At the end of the conversation, Lorenzo said that he is very proud of me, that one must be very brave to do what I did and told me to be a good boy for his Alpha brother Juan. (I am so so so lucky to have these 2 amazing men in my life…)

I feel like I was born again, Sam. What I most want in my life now is keeping in touch with you and Gio and be a great faggot like you and Gio are. I wanna compensate all the time that I lost and serve my Master Juan just like the extremely powerful Man he is.

I love you, my brother Sam!!

Please, post this message on my thread too, ok? Master Bruno is dead, but Faggot Bruno is very much excited to serve his New Apex Alpha! You were right all along… hierarchy is truth! 

Indeed, it is!

I am so very proud of my faggot brother Bruno! It takes real character and humility to go through this transformation! Fortunately he’s how owned and trained by a true God Alpha like Master Juan, a Man of great depth who understands how to protect and shepherd the heart of a faggot!

Master Lorenzo and I will always support and love you, Bruno!

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!

Easily one of the most exciting discoveries from FWA was the discovery of Brazilian God Alpha Master Lorenzo. In the two years since I went to prison, Master Lorenzo got his Master’s degree in Applied Physics (on his way to a PhD), and he has a lucrative teaching position. In other words, it’s the kind of life you’d expect for an Alpha at his power level.

Longtime readers will also remember a faggot named Giovanni. Gio was the faggot Bruno owned before Bruno was forced to accept his faghood by a very powerful Alpha named Master Juan (more on that story soon!). Master Lorenzo was in constant contact with Bruno and his Master as well as Gio, and he wanted to have Gio for himself. So when Gio came to Brazil on a visit, Master Lorenzo had other plans:

Gio came back to Brazil and he spent 10 days in my house. He may be the best fag I’ve ever owned, the boy really is amazing. Just to give you a glimpse of how it was, he cleaned and cooked for me everyday and I told him that he needed to make me cum at least 20 times in 10 days. Needless to say, my good boy made cum 23. We’re not in the same city anymore, but we still talk everyday and I use him from time to time. Do not worry about him, I’ll always love and protect this fag. 

Of course, that was not enough for Master Lorenzo. So he began to make plans to bring Gio to live with him in Brazil permanently. This was a complex problem, because if Gio went to Brazil he would be leaving his poor mother (who works as a cleaning lady) by herself. This would’ve been too hard on the little fag, and Master Lorenzo knew it.

So he decided to rescue both of them!

I solved his and his mother’s lives in a little more than 10 days. I looked for jobs that would be good for his mother, and I found a position as a secretary assistant in a language school in my neighborhood. She has more experience as a cleaning lady, but she’s young, beautiful, and full of energy (just like her son). So I talked to them, sent her CV, made sure that they would know each other, and managed to schedule a Zoom call for her. They interviewed her and ended up hiring her for the position. I told her that I want to be Gio’s boyfriend (because unfortunately it would be too much to tell her what her son really is). Since Gio’s grandmother passed away, they do not have strong connections or family in their hometown. Gio’s father is an asshole who left her when she was 7-month pregnant. I can tell she’s scared to move, but I gave her my word that I want to take care of her and her son. They are moving on October 12th, so I have one month to make the last arrangements about where they’ll live. I told Gio’s mother that he will live with me, but she can stay with him for the first weeks in case she needs help to settle down. I found a place 15 minute away from my apartment, so I can send Gio to spend a weekend with his mom whenever she feels alone. To be honest, she’s a young, pretty, and hot woman. I hope she’ll use this privacy now to find a new boyfriend. She’s a strong woman but it would be great to have an Alpha in her life.

Incredible!

A couple of weeks later Gio and his Mom were moved to Brazil. Gio moved in with Master Lorenzo and his Mom moved into the apartment he’d acquired for her.

If you need a definition of what a God Alpha is, this account spells it out clearly. God Alphas transform lives, shape our world, and create their own realities. They exist far above the limited comprehension of ordinary Men. They are action takers, not talkers. They make the impossible possible.

I knew Master Lorenzo was powerful years ago, but what he did here – rescuing a faggot and its mother from virtual poverty and giving them new life – goes far beyond anything I ever dreamed about him. I am so proud to be his faggot and share intimate conversations with this truly great Alpha.

To any Alphas reading this, please consider Master Lorenzo’s example. You can use your great power for good or evil, but how much more rewarding is it to do the good thing?

Thank you, Master Lorenzo!

One of the most impressive Alphas I’ve encountered in the findom space since my return is the emergence of a young straight God Alpha named @AlphaGodAres. He’s the younger brother of another findom Master and God Alpha, the highly-successful @AlphaGodAdonis.

What makes Master Ares so special? Sure he’s hot and sexy, with a dark, smoldering, bad boy persona … but there are lots of sexy Alphas in the scene.

But Master Ares has a devastating, lethal, predatorial intelligence coupled with a disarming charm that makes him wildly dangerous to females and faggots alike … and also irresistible.

He’s the prototypical Sigma God Alpha, a natural-born King.

Master Ares recently wrote this piece, and I was so moved by its insights that I asked for his permission to reproduce it here. Enjoy!

A CASHMASTER’S ODE TO HIERARCHICAL TRUTH

On the surface level of things, it may seem like you’re just sending me money, sure.

A simple transaction of cash leaving your hands.

But that’s incorrect.

Dig a little deeper, and you’ll see it’s so much more than that.

This is about hierarchy.

A truth woven into the very fabric of history since the dawn of human civilization.

Lesser men, those who recognize their place, have always served greater men, over thousands of years.

It’s a primal instinct, an unspoken understanding, which has run society since the beginning of time.

By serving, by sending, you’re fulfilling a role that’s been written into your very nature, proving you know where you belong in the hierarchy.

Your tribute isn’t just money, it’s an understatement of human nature.

It’s awe-inspiring to see words like these coming from a straight Alpha about the faggots that worship him. The depth of understanding and appreciation of truth are breathtaking.

The world doesn’t want Master Ares to know about faggots and Hierarchy, because the world wants to blunt his power. The world wants him contained safely in a cage.

But Hierarchical truth is as prominent in Master Ares’s life as his gigantic pubic bush. The world will never stop him or his growing power!

I’d encourage everyone reading this to follow and serve this utterly singular and incomparable God Alpha, but I’m sure you’re already looking him up now.

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!

One of the most incredible stories ever featured on Fags Worship Alphas was the story of Sean, a middle-aged faggot who started a small tech company with three others. I say small, but the company had annual revenues over $10 million. Needless to say, Sean was living a dream life for most males; business owner, worth millions, with a big house and a pool and a BMW in the garage.

Then one day a young straight Alpha named Eric was hired on in an entry-level position with Sean’s company. It didn’t take long for Eric to realize that Sean is a faggot, and he quickly charmed his way into board meetings with the company founders. Soon after Sean was running errands for Eric. Then Eric convinced Sean to give his office to him (with Sean taking the secretary’s desk outside the office).

Then, in a stunning turn, Eric had the board members vote a very willing Sean out of the company he founded, and replacing him with Eric!

After that hostile takeover at work, Eric moved into Sean’s house. He took over the master bedroom, pushing Sean into one of the small guest bedrooms. From then on, Sean became Master Eric’s live-in faggot, taking care of the domestic chores and paying the bills while also servicing Master Eric sexually.

But Master Eric wasn’t done with Sean. He decided to move his younger Alpha brother Jake into the house as well! Master Eric gave Jake a job at the company while Jake enters college.

That is where we are at the time of the following update, written by Sean in 2023:

sam,  my Master Eric’s brother Jake is every bit the Alpha as Eric is.  Eric announced that Jake was going to spend the Summer interning at our company, and Jake moved in the next day.  That day, Eric went to work and i stayed home to help Jake move in.  Eric just said “my brother is moving in today.  Stay home to help him and when you’re done, you can come into the office.”  i waited for hours until Jake finally showed up.  my first glimpse of Him took my breath away.  He is fucking gorgeous: handsome, muscular, walks with the confident swagger of the true Alpha.  He came into the house, scouted out the place.  When He saw the Master Bedroom.  “I assume Eric sleeps here,” He said.  He moved on to the guest bedroom and declared that He would sleep here.  “Move your stuff out and move my stuff out of my truck and into here,” He commanded.  i spent the next hour doing just that.  While Jake relaxed by the pool.  i came out to the pool to advise Him that the move was complete.  “Aren’t you going to change the sheets.”  It wasn’t a question.  “i’m going to head into the office,” i said.  Not before you suck my dick, faggot,” Jake said.

Recently I followed up with Sean to see how things were going with these two Alpha Masters. Since both are straight, I was wondering how often they bring females home to fuck and if they were still using him sexually as well.

sam,  That’s an interesting question.  Both my Master Eric and His brother Jake frequently bring women home to fuck.  When they do that i know to make myself scarce, but often, when they are done with a woman, they will have me drive the lady home — Jake more frequently than Eric.  Eric is gentleman enough to, i guess you would say, wish the lady farewell.  Jake, on the other hand; once He’s had His way with “the bitch” He’s too impatient to move on, so i frequently get called for chauffeur duty. They both also fuck me, nearly daily, either hole.  They are so insatiable sexually that no woman could really take that much use.  So i guess that i am a sexual slave as well as a domestic slave.  But that’s cool. As you know, sam, a true faggot gets a sexual high just by ironing it’s Master’s underwear.  Being fucked is not the only sexual high for a faggot.  i am honored when my Master fucks my throat.  i am also honored when He allows me to make His bed or clean His toilet.

It’s hard to contextualize what Sean has gone through with these two God Alpha brothers. Even in the annals of crazy true stories regularly featured on FWA through the years, Sean’s story is truly shocking. Simply put, there isn’t a better example of the absolute power and confidence a true Alpha has over inferiors and what that power can accomplish. Master Eric saw right through Sean from the very beginning and took everything he wanted from Sean because it was his right as a superior Man.

The net effect of this purely Hierarchical situation is that Masters Eric and Jake have everything they could possibly want, but also that Sean has now been transformed into the faggot he needed to be. Sean is fulfilled now in a way that those millions of dollars could never provide.

Hi Sam!

I’m so happy you’re back. I’ve been a long-time reader since basically Day 1. I have a situation I could use your wisdom and advice on – a real world problem of Hierarchy clashing with our world’s warped ideas of equality.

I’m a faggot. I’m not entirely owned or entirely “free”; there are two wonderful Straight Alpha Men in my life who make use of me periodically in different ways, but none of us have a structured arrangement.

Despite my inferiority, I’ve done well in my career. I’m a manager in a small but successful organisation and I just hired for a junior role in my team, where I’m the most senior “male” in the business. I earn a very good salary and have a role of international importance despite our small size. Ironically, the alphas in my life enjoy teasing and embarrassing me with the fact that being a cocksucker makes all of that meaningless. Herein lies my dilemma: we’ve hired a stunning, amazing Straight Alpha male ten years my junior, and I’m his manager. Let’s call him Jack.

Jack is confident, charming, outgoing and naturally talented despite being a career change candidate. He exudes an effortless masculinity. He’s tall, handsome, athletic and dresses in a professional way that still manages to stimulate me (he insists on having his collar open to show off what looks like wonderfully maintained chest hair, and it drives me wild). Just being around this guy puts me in heat. His simple existence is colonising my mind. I can’t help but fantasise about what his cock looks like, or imagine how incredibly sexy he must look fucking what I just know is a thick, heavy, powerful load into his girlfriend. I’m so grateful to be able to experience his divine presence in my life.

As a real man, I firmly believe it is his right to exploit me for his own pleasure, entertainment and/or personal advancement. His masculinity deserves unconditional devotion and worship. As a faggot, I feel it is my duty to serve him however I can, and toil for his greatness. If he were my boss this would be simple (and I have been in that situation before).

But we are now in the ridiculous situation where I am his manager, with responsibility for giving him instruction and direction, and maintaining work discipline. He’s 10 years my junior as I said so there’s certainly a lot he has to learn about the actual job. But leadership and authority? I’m perfectly confident in my skill-set and I’ve earned my position, but ultimately I am just a cocksucker playing at these things because society makes me. That was fine when in the past I was managing women and other fags, but these things are his birthright.

I am genuinely distressed by the idea that this young god is being expected to treat a faggot with deference and respect. I mean for god’s sake Sam, sometimes I go to work straight from servicing one of the alphas in my life. It’s ridiculous that our society creates situations where alpha males like him are expected to take instruction from a freshly seeded cocksleeve. Sadly, I need my job so I can’t take decisive action to correct this injustice. I don’t think being between this stud’s legs is in my foreseeable future.

But Hierarchy is important to me. I know what I’m for and I believe upholding the Hierarchy between males is crucial for our collective wellbeing. I need to be careful, but I also need to find ways to render this stud the obedience, respect and service he is entitled to.

Before I ask for advice, there are two things I’m proud of in this situation about my conduct so far. First, I fought hard to get him the job. The other members of the panel wanted to give the role to a woman of equivalent skill. I used my authority as hiring manager to persuade my boss that he was the best candidate. He made clear he really wanted this career change, and I considered it my duty to ensure he got it. I’m really delighted to have been able to use my influence to help him advance his life goals! I am much more proud of this than any professional achievement.

Second, I am in long-term chastity. Even though none of the men in my life are my keyholder I consider it an essential act of deference and submission to every real man I meet. Whenever we’re together I can’t help but be aware of my cage and I force myself to dwell about how there’s only one man in the room. The whole situation is a great example of why chastity is critical for faggots, honestly. Being caged around Jack both ensures I can’t tell myself lies about equality and condemns me to a state of perpetual cocklust I can’t get relief from, which keeps me in the proper frame of mind for a faggot. Every day after work I think about how wonderful it is he’s almost certainly fucking his beautiful girlfriend or stroking his cock that night whilst I ache in my cage.

So Sam, I’d love to get your take on my situation and any advice you have for how I can be a good faggot. How do I add value to his life, honour his manhood and respect his natural authority whilst being – on paper – his “boss”?

First of all, thank you for your loyal support over all of these years and through the topsy-turvy, turbulent life of this platform! 

I’d also like to congratulate you on the two straight Alphas you’re periodically servicing! Those are two relationships you skillfully cultivated over the years with patience and focus, and I’m proud of you (and them, frankly) for finding and embracing purpose! 

You have an incredible and COMPLEX situation with this new Alpha at work. There are no easy answers to this, either. 

As a long-time reader, you should be well-acquainted with my dear brother Sean, the faggot business owner whose entire life (his ownership of the business, his house, cars, everything) was overtaken by a stunning and very powerful young God Alpha named Eric. I’ll be restoring Sean’s incredible story here soon, but I’ll touch on a few details in my answer to you now.

As one of the owners of the business, Sean had more power and security (possibly) than you do as a manager, but he also had much more to lose in submitting to Master Eric. But right away Sean was being submissive around Eric, offering him his office and things like that. 

In Master Eric’s case, he was vastly more aggressive than I think I’ve ever seen in an Alpha before. He went straight for Sean’s throat and ingratiated himself quickly so as to take over Sean’s place in the company. Your Alpha might not be that aggressive (or he may not yet sense the possibilities). He might need to be coaxed out of that societal cocoon that holds many Alphas back. 

So how to fix that? I don’t think it’d be poor etiquette to ask him out for dinner and/or drinks (you pay, of course). That way you can pick his brain about his point of view, and maybe bring up the idea of Hierarchy (which can be related to the business world very easily). Ask him if he considers himself to be Alpha (he will say YES) and tell him you agree, and tell him why. This will start the wheels turning in his head, and he’ll start seeing things from a Hierarchical perspective.

I had another wild thought, too, but it would be down the road a bit (once you’re on solid ground with him). You could show him the Sean thread on this site (once it’s restored) that details Master Eric’s takeover of Sean. Any straight Alpha reading that will recognize their natural right in that story. Again, that’s not something that can be done right away.

Here’s another potential resource: those two Alphas you’re servicing. Perhaps one (or both, if they know each other) can get together with this young Alpha and you and they can talk to him about what you are. Do not underestimate the Alpha fraternity! They are often quite eager to flex power with each other, and this is an ultimate flex. I would ask one or both of those Alphas their advice as well, and find out if they’re willing to be a guide for this young Alpha. 

This is a very tricky situation. I’ve sketched out of scenarios, and I think any of them can work. You obviously have enough experience with straight Alphas to navigate this without any harm. Trust in the truth! 

Good luck, and keep me informed! My email is hierarchyuniversity@gmail.com 

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

Over the last eight years of this site I’ve covered many instances of bold Alphas taking whatever they want. And in every instance, they’ve gotten it and more!

But there hasn’t been a story as incredible as that of Sean, a faggot who was once part owner of a successful company until a God Alpha named Eric was hired there. Master Eric quickly took ownership of Sean, then Sean’s company, then Sean’s house, finances, and life. Then Master Eric moved his younger God Alpha brother Jake into Sean’s house as well!

It was the Hierarchical equivalent of The Trojan Horse story, a sneak attack and overthrow worthy of the most powerful warriors ever. The conquered nation – in this case, Sean – could only submit to overwhelming superiority.

So Sean has been serving both of these God Alphas as their house faggot, a literal dream come true! Sean has been quiet for a while, but he finally sent an update:

i have to say that my life has changed profoundly and profoundly for the better by my service to my Alpha Brother gods Eric and Jake.  First of all, they both are sexually insatiable.  Eric is bisexual.  He will fuck anything that walks.  That doesn’t mean that He lets up on me.  Most days i get at least two of His loads before He leaves for work.  i generally wake Him with a blow job.  Then after His run, it is usually another blow job, but sometimes it is an amazing fuck — almost a cunting, since He is jazzed and panting from His run.  Jake is insatiable too, but He is totally gay.  An intense skull fucking upon arising and an ass fucking  before He takes off for school.  So, on a usual weekday, i am lucky enough to get four or more awesome loads before 8:00 in the morning.  It is a good thing that Jake is totally gay, as i don’t believe any woman could handle  the intensity and frequency of His sexual needs.  Jake will frequently text me to meet Him at the school for a blow job  or a quick assfuck between His third and fourth class of the day. And again, after His sports practice.

But, of course, as you know sam, the sexual service is only part of a faggot’s service to it’s Alpha(s).  i have a ton of laundry to do.  They expect the house to be meticulously clean.  There’s grocery shopping to do, errands to run, Jake’s homework to be done.  Occasionally i will be called into the office to deal with a particular problem at work, but that is very rare.  The business functions very well, indeed it is thriving, without any real input from me.

And that is okay with me.  sam, i graduated college Phi Beta Kappa, and i have a graduate degree.  i helped to form a successful business that is respected in its field.  But nothing, NOTHING in my life has given me the satisfaction as being slave to these two Alpha boy-gods.  i have given myself completely to these two Alpha brothers.  i am their slave and they understand that my life is completely in their hands.  i love the freedom that comes with slavery.  i am the happiest faggot on the planet.

I very much believe Sean is the happiest faggot on the planet! I remember watching this situation unfold almost in realtime and thinking, “holy shit, this is almost like a dream!” There isn’t a true faggot anywhere on Earth who wouldn’t give up everything to do this.

If we look at the reasons why Sean had this kind of success (aside from blind luck in the hiring), we see a couple of factors:

1. Sean built something valuable he could offer a quality Master.

2. Sean showed humility and respect even when being humiliated at his own company.

3. Sean surrendered everything he has to these God Alpha brothers.

It really goes to show what can happen within the parameters of Hierarchy. A faggot can achieve great things and still find fulfillment as the property of a Master.

I thank my dear brother Sean for sharing a glimpse of his life with us!