The following post is part of a thread chronicling the experiences of a French faggot named Fabien who has been claimed by his straight Alpha friend Anthony. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!
When I returned from my tragic imprisonment, I had a choice – restore my work with Hierarchy, or just give it up and move on to other projects. I (obviously) chose to return to this work. I’m so glad I did because during this return I have befriended a French faggot named Fabien and have been blessed to help him learn to properly submit and serve a young and extremely powerful straight Alpha named Anthony.
Their story has become one of inspiration, hope, and ultimate Hierarchical truth.
Two days ago Fabien sent me a message that indicated something big was on the horizon:
My young Master is away for the weekend, but he’s just written to say he’s got a present for me when he gets back. I am trembling with anticipation and excitement, wondering what it could be!
I think I’m going to show him the Hierarchy University site and the thread bout him when he comes back. I am more and more convinced he would love that. And anyway, I owe it to him to show what’s being said about him, and I owe it to you to show him your work in praising his glory!
I wrote back to Fabien that I felt like Master Anthony had purchased either a chastity cage or a collar. I think I would’ve been more shocked if Master Anthony had purchased a chastity cage; most straight Alphas don’t focus on a faggot’s useless penis, so they often don’t think about chastity cages. My straight Owners never did, either.
But a collar seemed more possible. In fact, Master Anthony had already referred to Fabien as a “good puppy” or “good dog”, so a collar would be a logical next step.
Well, today I received this incredible news from Fabien:
Sam,
I am overwhelmed with emotion and gratitude.
Anthony came backd from his stay. He just passed by the flat before going to spend the night at one girlfriend’s home. Before leaving, he treated me with a gift, as he said he would. He gave it to me in a little box, smirking cockily and saying “Enjoy, boy! See you tomorrow”, and he left.
It is a silver necklace. And not just any silver necklace. With a pendant.
Let me give you a glimpse at how it looks like.
I feel more than ever like Anthony’s dog. I am a dog wearing a dog collar with the name of my owner on it.
I will treasure this gift. I will wear it at all times and keep my Master’s name close to my chest. And I will kiss it with respect and fervor whenever I need it.
I sent him a SMS full of warm thanks and pledges of allegiance. He replied: “Good boy. I’ll be home tomorrow mid-day, have lunch ready.”
Sam, I can’t stop crying! As I’m writing it, my eyes are full of tears of joy! He knew how much it would blow my mind! I feel so privileged to be a part of Anthony’s life! Even a very small, very inferior part!
Thank you, Sam! Thank you so very much for encouraging me to submit to Anthony when I needed it!
I love you so much!
Fabien, the proudly owned faggot
BREATHTAKING!!
Master Anthony continues to surprise with his power, confidence, and depth! Anyone who suggests a straight Alpha cannot own, use, train, and care for a faggot needs to look at Master Anthony’s tremendous example! He is ever faggot’s dream Alpha!
And it must be said – Master Anthony is becoming more and more powerful every day, blossoming into a straight God Alpha of awe-inspiring proportions. However, his transformation has much to do with the fact that he chose to take ownership of a devoted, loyal, and absolutely submissive faggot like Fabien. Faggots who truly submit and surrender themselves to an Alpha change that Alpha for the better. That’s what we see in Master Anthony today.
As for the collar, I think it’s beautiful in appearance, but even more beautiful in meaning. Master Anthony probably doesn’t understand how or why a necklace/collar is so meaningful to a faggot, but I can tell you it is. For a faggot, wearing the collar of its Master means it is OWNED and TREASURED as VALUABLE. I’ve often called a collar a “wedding ring for a faggot”. It’s an undeniable symbol of lifetime ownership.
That Master Anthony took such a step with Fabien demonstrates how deeply he appreciates the constant worship and service of his precious faggot. Even though he is vastly superior to Fabien, he still looks down at his favorite possession with kindness, tenderness, and even love.
Much like God Himself!
I’m so proud of my brother Fabien and his Owner, Master Anthony! Thank you for allowing me the privilege of sharing this joyful event!
Sup Sam, found your podcast just wanted to ask about my situation. Little bit about me, I’m 19 5’5 , a fit 145lbs, hairy, 8 inch cock, but in my day to day life I’m a little bit more feminine acting. I enjoy more gay things like theater, but I still dress masculinely. I think people intuitively expect me to be a faggot but I have found that I really enjoy dominating. I have both dominated and submitted to guys before but I seem to have a knack and a very intense elation that comes with dominating men, especially taller older men. I also have several guys who are long term submissive to me who do any task I request of them over video. I guess my question is am I still an alpha by your standards if I enjoy more feminine things? Love the pod, great jerk off fodder.
– twink alpha C
Sir, thank you for writing to me!
I get so tired of people putting limitations and enforcing stereotypes on Alphas. I hear these complaints all the time. “He’s not tall enough to be Alpha” or “his dick isn’t big enough to be Alpha” or “he doesn’t have enough muscle to be Alpha” or whatever. I’ve heard it all and I’ve shot them all down.
Let me just say it again for the Peanut Gallery in the back rows: An Alpha is defined by what he is INSIDE.
Now, most of the time there are outward qualities that manifest from that inner Alpha (like he works out because he wants a body that reflects his heart, or a cocky walk or way of speaking), but those outward qualities don’t define the Alpha.
I’m just going to say this right up front: you’re Alpha. Everything you described to me identifies you as an Alpha in my eyes.
Let me tackle your “feminine” personality aspects: A findom Master by the X name @ServeElRey is a twink Alpha with a scrawny body, a big dick, and he’s extremely dominant. He’s a gay Alpha, and he mounts bodybuilders twice his size. But when you hear him speak, he sounds like a very feminine, “clubby” gay boy. But if anyone judged him based on those outward factors, they’d be making a mistake; he owns many faggots all around the world and makes more per year than most doctors.
I feel like you might be holding back from truly expressing your dominance because of some prejudice you’ve built up within yourself based on how you think others view you. I implore you to stop doing that, Sir. You are not only denying yourself the enjoyment of your natural Alpha power, but you’re also denying the world of it!
So embrace your Alphahood, Sir. Accept your rightful place and start building the type of Kingdom you want for yourself … even if that Kingdom has sparkly unicorns and glitter everywhere! (that last part was just a joke, Sir!)
This post is part of a thread chronicling a college faggot named Kyle who was claimed by Master Max, the Alpha father of Kyle’s best friend. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!
The saga of the enslavement of Kyle the faggot by his college friend’s straight Alpha father Max is one of the more electrifying new threads since this site started. Thus far it has been relegated to a thread of “Questions From Readers” posts, but I’ve decided to graduate the developing story to an official thread on the site.
If you’ve read the previous posts in this thread (via the link above), you know that Kyle was unexpectedly and dramatically claimed one afternoon by Master Max when Kyle met both him and his son John at a coffee shop. Master Max’s actions that day (and his subsequent caging of Kyle later) showed me that Master Max deeply understood not just Hierarchy, but also his own power and charisma. Kyle, being the good faggot he is, performed beautifully under pressure, responding nimbly to Master Max’s firm lead.
Incredibly, Kyle has managed to serve Master Max without John (his friend and the son of Master Max) finding out about any of it. I have no idea how anyone can live with a God Alpha as powerful as Master Max and not know anything about what he really does, but I suppose it might become so commonplace that things get overlooked.
But there’s nothing commonplace about Master Max.
Now Master Max has charged Kyle with an interesting new challenge:
Hi Brother Sam! I Am writing to you to update you about my experience with Master Max, last time I Wrote to you, I Was worried and nervous to try a chastity cage as Master Max wanted me as his personal fag in chastity, I took your advice and tried the silicone chastity cage and Vaseline a couple of days before meeting Master Max to officially get locked and it was incredible! it really helped ease me in to locked life and take away my anxiety and get me used to wearing a cage. THANK YOU SAM! You changed my life and helped me embrace chastity like the fag I Am, you really helped and I’m eternally grateful to you brother! Master Max locked my cock up on November 12th in a metal chastity cage and I’ve been in chastity now for 108 days! Master Max wears my chastity key on a chain around his neck taunting me with it every day and I Love it! he’s an incredible Alpha and loves to humiliate me and tease me, i’m shocked by how much I Enjoy being in chastity it feels so natural and right , Master Max made me superglue the lock shut on the cage 2 weeks ago and I Did it without fail, I said Yes Sir, got on my knees and did it right away no hesitation as Master Max laughed and smoked a cigar, I dont think I could have done that 5 months ago, Chastity and your advice has really changed my life and helped me embrace my faghood and serving straight alpha men! my life is great and I Love serving Master Max-my straight superior Alpha.
on Saturday Master Max is hosting a poker night with his work buddies (he’s the boss in the office of course and they all work for him) he’s making me organize the event (and pay for it of course) and cook a 3 course meal for 5 of his alpha colleagues, he’s making me serve them steak and red wine of course and cigars and whiskey for dessert, truthfully I Can’t wait, I’m told I’m going to have to be stripped naked wearing nothing but my cage on saturday and that I Am to serve these Men no matter what and obey everything they tell me to do -anything from filling their drinks up, being a foot stool, human urinal, slapping machine, give them foot rubs, being their ash tray etc, to say i am ecstatic is an understatement, I’ll be serving 6 alpha males on saturday, i am in fag heaven. he also made me book 6 sluts from an escort service for him and his alpha buddies to fuck as their wives dont put out much and are to vanilla, I offered my services but Master Max slapped me and said No as he and his male friends are not fags (cant blame me for trying-I’ve had the tip of Max’s cock in my mouth when he used me as a urinal once and I want more) I am very excited and overwhelmed by the whole situation, I can’t believe this is my life! The only issue is my best friend from college John (Master Max’s Son) I Love serving his father Master Max it makes me feel euphoric and gives my life meaning but I Feel strange in the presence of John as he is in the dark about me serving his father and I know things he doesn’t, for example he suspects his father is cheating on his mother (he found a pair of slutty pink panties in his dads car before christmas that were certainly not his mothers) i know the truth and that the answer is yes but I am a good fag so I Lie for Master Max and try convince john otherwise and tell him he’s overthinking it and that they most likely belong to his college sister who Master Max drives back to college every sunday, I told him they most likely fell out of her gym wash bag and he seemed to buy it/believe me as he trusts me but I feel guilt lying to him and he has brought the subject up three times since xmas, I would NEVER betray Master Max EVER but what should I do in this situation with John? Do I distance myself from him and avoid him and continue to serve Master Max or do I try and install in him what It means to be an Alpha and how Alphas are entitled to pussy and as much sex from multiple women as they please and that IF (Again I would never reveal Master Max’s secrets to him) his dad is screwing around its only natural and part of hierarchy -what do you think I should do brother sam? Thank you for all your guidance and help, I would love your advice on John and what to best do/prepare to serve this six alpha men on saturday! Thank You Brother Sam!
I responded to Kyle this way:
Brother, thank you for the update! I’m doing what I should’ve done with your story in the first place, and graduate it to a full thread here on the site. You deserve the honor (as does Master Max). Thank you for being patient with me!
I’m going to answer you briefly here just to get you an answer, but I’ll likely be elaborating in the main post I’m creating around this question. Check the site!
It’s amazing what Master Max has done and is doing with you! He obviously loves owning you, and I think you’ve done an incredible job in serving him secretly and with respectful discretion. Straight Alphas love that. I’m also glad chastity is working out so well! I knew it would in your case!
As far as the upcoming Alpha party goes, just simply be as submissive and respectful as possible. You have a huge opportunity to show a group of straight Alphas that faggot ownership is something not only possible but desirable for straight Alphas! So be light and friendly and submissive, and you’ll be fine.
John is a tricky situation. I don’t think you should tell him anything, but I also don’t think you should distance yourself from him. This is a teaching possibility for you, brother. You might be able to trigger Alpha tendencies in John (ones he likely inherited from his God Alpha father). So I would try to be more submissive to John and see how he responds. Or maybe let him know about the cage; this sometimes triggers straight Alphas. Or just ask him if he thinks he’s Alpha. These things can lead to questions and conversations.
There really is little to advise Kyle about regarding Master Max’s party. It’s going to happen regardless, and I have no doubt Master Max is going to enjoy showing off his faggot to his Alpha brothers. I just think this is a huge opportunity for Kyle to demonstrate the natural role of a faggot in the lives of straight Alphas!
I’m very excited to hear about what happens this weekend!
This blowjob by @DancesWithLeos is scorching hot because of the intense, dominant verbal commands of God Alpha @Jagger_Rambo! It’s a MASTER CLASS on how to talk to your faggots! The whole video is hot, but I had to highlight this!
The following post is part of a thread chronicling the experiences of a French faggot named Fabien who has been claimed by his straight Alpha friend Anthony. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!
In the previous post we learned that Master Anthony was moody and clearly upset with something, but he wasn’t confiding his troubles with anyone, not even his loyal faggot Fabien. This troubled Fabien to the point that he finally begged his Master for answers and ways he could help.
While Master Anthony didn’t reveal the issue, he was comforted by his faggot’s concern and deep love.
Well, after a few days Master Anthony finally told Fabien what was bothering him!
Here’s Fabien:
A little update about Anthony’s mood. I think he’s going to get better soon. Yesterday he told me that he had decided to confront the guy flirting with the same girl as him and challenge him to a fight in front of her. He beat the crap out of him and held him down, until he pleaded for mercy and conceded that Anthony was the stronger man. The silly girl tried to make amends with Anthony, but he dumped her. Serves her right.
This morning, Anthony was hanging around the apartment in his pajamas, looking relaxed. He came to see me while I was making his bed. He thanked me for boosting his ego. I answered: “If your ego isn’t the size of the planet, I’m doing a terrible job and I’m failing my life’s purpose. You don’t have to be grateful to me, I’m just doing my duty as best as I can!” He got his cocky grin and said “I like that. But I want you to know you’re doing great. I’m glad to have you. You see, I love my bros to bits, but I always have to fight to remind them who’s the boss. It’s nice to know I can count on you for a shot of self-confidence.”
I believe I almost passed out with emotion. The next thing I knew, I was on my belly licking his toes and thanking him. Then he had me worshipping his cock; we were looking into each other’s eyes while I had his dick in my mouth and he tenderly stroke my hair, smiling smugly. I sucked him off again in the shower after soaping him up, and then again before he left for the afternoon. This time, he ejaculated all over my face! He wished me a good afternoon and gave me his orders for dinner.
Secretly I was proud of myself; I told Fabien over email that I thought a scenario exactly like this was to blame, and sure enough, I was right!
Although, honestly, it’s hard to imagine a scenario like this happening. According to Fabien, Master Anthony looks exactly like Tom Holland (hence the post header image) and is just as athletic … so why on Earth would any girl cheat on him?? It’s incomprehensible to me.
But once again my brother Fabien was absolutely perfect, following his instincts and kneeling to worship Master Anthony’s feet. This worship led to three consecutive blowjobs filled with raw passion and desire.
But it’s more than just the sexual service that’s involved. Master Anthony’s words show a deepening appreciation for his faggot, his personal property, his slave Fabien. As he feels his power growing, he acknowledges the contributions of the faggot kneeling before him. That’s not just God Alpha behavior … that’s Protector Alpha behavior!
The effect on Fabien is also profound:
Right now, I’m taking care of his laundry. I inhaled the scent of his underwear. I still can’t believe how lucky I am.
The following post is part of a thread chronicling the experiences of a French faggot named Fabien who has been claimed by his straight Alpha friend Anthony. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!
Young straight Alphas deal with a lot of stress and pressure. I realize that, from an inferior perspective, these Alphas seem to have everything and little to worry about, but so much is happening below their perfect exteriors. They have intense, hormone-fueled mood swings, a roiling and constant need for sexual conquest, and they’re often overwhelmed by the burdens they feel as a leader of Men. They are constantly beset on all sides by women (and their truckloads of issues), expectations, and the uncertainty of their future goals.
True, everyone struggles through puberty. But Alphas are exceptionally powerful, so therefore their “growing pains” are equally more intense.
So what can help these growing Alpha powerhouses while they develop? Older Alpha mentors are certainly ideal, although finding them isn’t always so simple. Females are good for relieving sexual needs, of course, but they don’t know what it’s like to be a young Man (let alone an Alpha) and they often cause more stress than relieve it. And their Alpha peer group might be able to relate, but typically their interactions are competitive in nature.
That’s where a faggot is possibly the best solution. A faggot is entirely devoted to the needs of its Alpha, obedient and submissive to his every command. A faggot places no expectations on its Alpha, is there whenever an Alpha needs to blow off steam or receive comfort, and stabilizes its Alpha with constant reassurances of his power and superiority.
It’s such a shame that more young straight Alphas are not taking ownership of faggots and benefiting from this natural power exchange the way Master Anthony has been doing with his faggot Fabien!
Last night I received a beautiful email from Fabien about something that illustrates exactly what I’m talking about above. Please read:
My dearest Sam,
I must absolutely talk to you about something that just happened. I have shared a very delicate but, I think, eventually positive moment with Anthony.
You see, for several days I’d been feeling that something wasn’t quite right with him. I’ve found him more austere, less smiling, less cheerful. He hasn’t reprimanded me, so I didn’t think it was because of me, which was a relief. But it still hurts my heart to see him with less joy in life. I hesitated a lot about the right attitude to have. On the one hand, I told myself that he probably didn’t want to share his Alpha problems with an inferior male, even an older one, otherwise he would have done it. On the other, my loyalty compelled me to do what I could to make him happier.
This night, when I came out of the kitchen (now my bedroom), I found him sitting on the couch, in his pajamas, staring into space. It was too much for me. I decided to go and talk to him. I wanted to put him at ease, so that he wouldn’t think he was in a position of weakness if he were to confide his personal worries. I knelt down and kissed his feet tenderly, and I addressed him while keeping my head low at his feet.
I chose my words carefully. “My beloved master, forgive me if I offend you, but I have the feeling, perhaps wrongly, that something has been bothering you for the last few days. I want you to know that if there’s anything I can do to help you, or if you simply want to confide to someone what’s on your mind, you can tell me anything, in complete safety. I will never betray you. I’m completely at your disposal. I’ll do anything to make your life better.” And I immediately started gently kissing his feet again.
After a moment’s silence and a deep breath, he confided in me. He said it was nothing major, just an accumulation of little things. His strained relationship with his parents, teachers who reproached him for his insolent behavior despite his very good results. And then, lately, he’d been flirting with a sexy girl who, for the first time, seemed to be wavering, trying to make him jealous with another man.
I did my best to comfort him. “Master, someone as exceptional as you is bound to disturb some people. It’s normal for you to encounter some annoyances from misguided people. But please never, ever forget how far better you are than everyone else, in every single way. You are the most amazing young man. Look, you came to live here, you trampled on me and made me your slave just because you fancied it! And for that so-called love rival, I can’t believe you can actually have a love rival. Because a rival would be someone in your league, and that’s very, very unlikely. I don’t know this other man, but I know for sure that he’s no match to you. You could probably give him a beating any time you wanted. This girl may simply not be clear-minded enough to realize how lucky she is that you’re showing interest in her, but so many others, even hotter, will be!”
That’s pretty much what I remember telling him. He listened thoughtfully, then ordered: “Lick my feet”. “Gladly, Master!” After I’d licked his feet for a while, he leaned towards me and said, “You know, I’m not a sentimental guy, and I don’t express my feelings very much. But don’t think I don’t notice everything you do for me.” I replied, “You don’t have to justify yourself, Master! Not to me, never.” He seemed more relaxed. He went to bed and wished me good night.
First of all, what Fabien did in service to his Master Anthony was perfect faggot behavior. It’s exactly the kind of steady, low-pressure worship and service young Alphas need in order to feel safe enough to reveal themselves.
Fabien’s technique also followed my playbook to the letter. Fabien kept his head low and bowed, staying near Master Anthony’s feet. This kind of respectful submission allowed Master Anthony to relax and trust his faggot.
Imagine a world where young, developing straight Alphas could own faggots openly the way Master Anthony owns Fabien! In such a pure and ideal Hierarchical scenario, young Alphas would have choices and outlets to assist them in becoming more refined versions of themselves than they could without!
Alas, such a scenario will probably never happen. But fortunately there are honorable, thoughtful, deeply submissive and dedicated faggots like Fabien doing such work in secret, unheralded and largely unknown. Yet he soldiers on, serving Master Anthony faithfully and helping him to continue to develop all of the qualities he needs to live a life of a King.
I’m so proud of my little brother Fabien! Such an inspiration!
Two of porn’s biggest stars combined their respective energies into this incredible scene. God Alpha Rhyheim Shabazz – an Alpha I championed before anyone even knew his name – met up with the ever-insatiable faggot Joey Mills for an incendiary session! No matter what Master Rhyheim does to Joey (and he’s been known to twist faggots into pretzels!), Joey just keeps going!
I think I am dating a god alpha and he says that I am an Apex. So we like to know what is your definition of those.
Thank you both for writing, Sirs! I love to hear from Alpha couples!
I go over the differences in the post pinned to the front of this site (HERE), but I will go over it a little more.
I think Alphas in general are fairly easy to define for the most part. They are Men who are superior to lesser males physically, socially, economically, and romantically.
Among Alphas, there are certain Alphas who seem to be ones that other Alphas defer to and follow. These ones are Apex Alphas. There are a variety of reasons why they Alphas “submit” to these Apex Alphas … perhaps due to their advanced knowledge, their expertise, their looks and physique, or their social/economic placement. Whatever the reason, these “lesser” Alphas look up to Apex Alphas.
A God Alpha is sort of an “ultimate Alpha” amongst an Alpha Pack, the de facto leader to whom other Apex Alphas “submit” and follow. The God Alphas I’ve known easily take over rooms of other Alphas and are always the natural center of attention.
I will add this: the fact that your partner (the one you’ve identified as a God Alpha) told you you’re an Apex Alpha tells me he DEFINITELY is a God Alpha. He recognizes that he is your superior and your leader and accepts/embraces that role and is able to clearly identify both roles between you. That is something a self-actualized God Alpha can and will do!
I hope that makes it clearer, Sirs!
If you ever want to share your story with me, I’d love to feature it. Alpha couples are rare and mysterious enough that I think it would be good to examine it in detail and have a prototype for how it can work. You can write to me at hierarchyuniversity@gmail.com.
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 Giovanni. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!
2024 was a phenomenal year for God Alpha Master Lorenzo. He finished critical studies and began work as a scientist and a lecturer. He managed an incredible acquisition of his first truly owned faggot Giovanni by moving Gio and his mother from Europe to Brazil, where he takes care of both of them.
But God Alphas aren’t content to remain stagnant, especially not young ones with the kind of dominance and intelligence Master Lorenzo possesses!
Late in 2024 Master Lorenzo added a second faggot to his rotation, another cute young faggot named Rafael. This was critical, because Master’s huge dick was too much for little Gio’s tight pussy to handle for daily use. The addition of Rafael provided days in between fucks to recuperate.
Households with multiple faggots can be challenging for both the Master and the faggots. Its success hinges on whether the faggots can lose their egos and remember that they are united in focus on the needs and pleasure of their Owner. Fortunately it seems that Gio and Rafael are managing to do just that, leading to a great amount of personal satisfaction for Master Lorenzo.
I was so glad to receive this update from Master Lorenzo:
Things here are going well. Gio`s mother wanted to spend Christmas with him, which is understandable, so I invited her to my house and Gio cooked a wonderful meal for the three of us. Rafael (my second fag) also wanted to be with his family, so I told him to spend the 24th and the 25th with his parents. On New Year’s Eve, however, I decided that I want both boys with me, so I talked to Gio’s mother that he would spend Jan 1st with her and the 31st with me. It was a very important bonding moments for my two faggots.
I had been concerned about them because, although both were serving me very well, they would hardly ever interact with each other. For me it is not enough to have two sexy faggots on my feet I want them to get along well and learn from each other how to improve their service. My idea was to make them prepare a little New Year’s party for the three of us together. I knew that Gio or Rafael would be happy to do anything for me, but I specifically told them to do the groceries, prepare the house, cook a nice meal, make the drinks, and get new clothes together. The boys spent the whole day on Dec 30th running errands while I was at work and my plan worked perfectly well. When I arrived home at night, they were chatting in the living room, laughing together, and hanging out and all the things I asked were done.
I held both of them together, Gio in my right arm and Rafael in my left arm, and we cuddled for a long time. I told them that I wanted them to see each other as brothers whose goal in life is serving me. Gio was more reluctant at first because he was used to having my full attention, but it didn’t take long for him to understand that I still love him. I also made it very clear that we are not a throuple. I am the only man in the house and they are two faggots who must obey me. They agreed and said that they would do their best to make me proud. I told them that I was already very proud to see that they had completed all the tasks, so I kissed both of them in their mouths and told them to give me a double blowjob.
Both Rafael and Gio had sucked my dick hundreds of times before, but doing it together was a new thing for all of us. They didn’t know exactly how to react, so I told them to relax and just follow my orders. I trained them to alternate between my dick and my balls, so Gio starts sucking my dick while Rafael worships my balls, then I snap my fingers and they change. It was a wonderful exercise for my boys. Needless to say, I also trained them to get fucked together. I put Gio in missionary position on the edge of the bed and Rafael goes on top of him so their bellies can touch. They start making out while I put some lube in their holes and while they kiss each other, I alternate my dick fucking Gio’s hole and Rafael’s hole in this position. They also learned how to get on all fours side by side shaking their asses to me.
See how marvelous it is when an Alpha can relax in his Kingdom in peace while he is served by obedient faggot slaves? It gives the Alpha even more confidence and energy to accomplish even bigger things!
Master Lorenzo now has this first part of his Kingdom in place and serving harmoniously. He’s set up an orderly arrangement to control this:
2025 started better than any other year I’ve ever had, Sam. The boys are very obedient and get along well. Rafael doesn’t live with me yet because he’s too connected to his parents, but he comes to my place every Friday night and serves me until Monday morning, when he goes to work. In fact, Gio is a lucky boy because he has much less work now, for Rafael cleans the whole house on the weekends. I also refrain from fucking Gio’s pussy when Rafael is here so he can rest his hole. For me, it’s perfect because I have two warm mouths and two tight holes to use. I will eventually own other faggots but for now I prefer to focus on these two and train them as much as possible.
The new Fag Schedule looks like this now:
Monday: Romantic Night with Gio
Tuesday: Good Boy’s Night with Gio
Wednesday: Puppy’s Night with Gio
Thursday: Femboy’s Night with Gio
Friday: Femboy’s Night with Gio and Rafael
Saturday: Romantic Night with Gio and Rafael
Sunday: Total Submission with Gio and Rafael
I think that schedule is pretty amazing! It’s so well balanced, making allowances for his faggots’ need to feel affection and safety with his own need to dominate and be worshiped.
As Master Lorenzo expands his Kingdom to include more faggots, this will become the template by which he can rule them all effectively. I’m so proud of Master Lorenzo, and I’m proud to be called his faggot as well!
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!
It has been a little while since I last heard from Master Juan and his faggot Bruno. I assumed everything was going well since I hadn’t heard from either of them, and Master Juan is a God Alpha who seems to have supreme control over all aspects of his life.
His message to me contained information I wasn’t expecting, and it simultaneously thrilled me and alarmed me.
This your Master Juan. Bruno and I traveled to Italy for the holidays and I was too busy to check this email in January. Everything is going well here. You have my consent to publish my story with Bruno on your website, go ahead.
The only big update I have for you is that I have a girlfriend now. It was difficult to navigate that at first with Bruno, but after a long conversation, he agreed to be mine while I have an official relationship with a woman. Although I am bisexual, I need a woman by my side to form a family and have my children. And so, I decided to keep Bruno in my house, while she still lives with her parents. My gf doesn’t know that I use Bruno but our deal is he pretends to be my roommate and doesn’t tell anyone that I fuck him and, in return, I allow him to serve me 24/7 and have my full attention and protection.
In fact, I wanted to hear from you about that. I think Bruno will eventually want to find a man who actually loves him and get married. But for now, he seems to be happy living with me under my rules.
Now, I knew Master Juan was bisexual. I just wasn’t aware of the extent of his lust for pussy.
Alphas at the level of a Master Juan want and expect the world. It’s only natural that they want all of the power and glory they’re entitled to, and every womb (female and faggot) should be filled with their seed. But when it comes to glorification, there’s no better way for an Alpha to be glorified than by the children he creates. The power to create life is something God bestowed upon Man (who was created in the likeness of God, not women), and with that power comes a deep-rooted desire to exercise that power. I mean, do you think Men have that constant drive to fuck and breed just because they’re bored? No – they’re born with that desire to procreate, impregnate, raise children.
Like everything else, God Alphas like Master Juan have that desire much more powerfully than other males.
I was sad to think that poor Bruno might end up being out of a job as a faggot eventually, a victim of Master Juan’s most primal desires. As Master Juan mentioned, Bruno will be able to find another Master to own him and care for him. It’s just a shame that Master Juan was the one who broke Bruno, taught him about his faghood and how to properly serve an Alpha. That kind of experience is not forgotten … nor replaceable.
I expressed this is a letter to Master Juan, and he responded with this:
I wish I could just keep Bruno with me because he is getting better day by day. However, no matter how much I love fucking his tight hole, after a few weeks I really miss fucking pussy. Sadly, Bruno cannot give me children, so I want to get married with a woman. But I don’t think it’s fair to get her pregnant before telling her the whole truth. So I decided to keep her for now to see how things go. When the time arrives, I will explain to her that I don’t mind having her as my only Queen and woman, but I will eventually need to fuck faggots too. If she doesn’t accept it, we’ll break up. Time will tell.
As always, Master Juan is noble and righteous in his dealings with the inferiors serving his needs. I’m glad to hear that he intends to explain his situation to her before it progresses too far. Not only does that respect her, but it also respects Bruno by giving him a place in that conversation that involves him.
I’m keenly aware that God Alphas don’t need to do these kinds of things, and many don’t. That’s why I feel so blessed to know and serve a great King like Master Juan. Even if, as a faggot, I cannot see everything he’s planning, I can trust that when he acts, it will be for the good of everyone!
Thank you, Master Juan!
P.S. Yes, you have my permission to name your first son or daughter “sam”!
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.
I asked Master Kenzo about cucking his faggot, and he replied this way:
I think I’m going to absolutly love cuckolding. I’m going to love breaking other males and making them accept their place below Me within the great order of Male Hierarchy. I so much enjoyed to humiliate him this much and to see the defeat in his eyes, to see him realize that even as a straight married man, he was still doomed to bow to My superiority, whenever and howerver I would decide.
I won’t stop until his humiliation is complete. I’m going to mercilessly eradicate every single last tiny drop of ego and pride in him, until he’s nothing but a grateful worm at My feet. So I have decided.
I wonder if he’s already processing that he will never father child of his own. I won’t permit it. His wife’s womb is Mine.
I’m going to love My life.
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.
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.
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!
