I am a reader of your site and I agree with the hierarchical pyramid you propose. I have a master who is an alpha and whom I worship as a superior being. However, a problem has recently arisen: one of his friends has a submissive and we often see each other together. This submissive is a beta. He is unbearable and feels much more important than me. He also behaves in an unpleasant manner, when we are alone. I talked to my master about it, but he laughed and said that this was nonsense.
I’ve never had any problems with Alphas, and i respect the Hierarchy, but I can’t accept the whims of a beta. In my opinion, a faggot is a better than a beta. A Beta is a faggot who doesn’t have enough courage to be a faggot. What do you think?
Regardless of this consideration, how should I behave with that asshole without offending my master or his alpha friend?
Thank you for the question!
I can definitely appreciate how you feel about beta males. They are hierarchically useless unless they can be manipulated to serve the needs of Alphas. Also, beta males often have an inflated sense of importance because they are not treated like faggots (much like this beta you’re dealing with). Like you correctly said, betas don’t have the courage (or the honesty or humility) that faggots have.
Here’s the thing about this particular beta tormenting you: he’s a “beta-sub” on my hierarchical pyramid, which isn’t enough of a difference from a faggot to have egotistical bragging rights. It’s like being a guy with one paralyzed leg mocking a guy with two paralyzed legs.
I’m unhappy with your Master’s response to this situation. He should be pro-active when his property is being hurt or defamed (especially by a beta). I guess there’s not a lot that can be done about that, though.
As far as this beta is concerned, maybe showing him my chart and explaining to him that he’s really nothing special.
Alphahood involves a lot of qualities, but sometimes it makes itself known through genetic perfection.
Take, for example, the genetic perfection of Paul Newman, one of the most celebrated Alphas in Hollywood during the 20th century. Above is a mugshot of Paul Newman in 1946 at the age of 21. You can see it in the perfectly-symmetrical features or his hypnotic blue eyes.
But there’s more in that picture than just beauty. There’s also a defiant confidence, a recognition that he’s above the petty “rules” a society of inferiors is trying to enforce upon him.
As Newman proved in his life, he effortlessly took whatever he desired, stood up for those without a voice, and typified what Men could be and wanted to be.
All of that Alpha promise captured in a single pic at the very beginning of his reign!
I wanted to express my opinion about the question you previously had about Gay VS Straight Alphas, and what type of Alphas was the more superior one.
In my humble opinion, the belief that Straight Alphas are superior to Gay Alphas is total utter bullshit, and quite frankly disrespectful to any Gay Alpha. To me, that belief stems from internalized homophobia about oneself, and eroticizes heterosexuality in a way that is completely separate from serving Alphas. Because someone thinks heterosexuality is “normal”, the homosexuality is deviant and abnormal, therefore inferior to heterosexual males. Which is again, bullshit.
I’ve seen comments saying Gay Alphas were inherently inferior because they had skin in the game, they had attraction to men, and could get attracted to Straight men too, meaning they were superior. The truth is, an Alpha sees getting served by a faggot completely separate from feelings or love. It has nothing to do with attraction, it is simply is innate right to be served and worshipped.
Faggots thinking Gay Alphas are inferior to Straight Alphas are simply bootlickers, and are disrespectful as a whole towards ALL alphas, just by questioning the alphahood of a certain subtype of Alphas.
Service isn’t about sexuality or attraction, it’s about DOMINANCE.
This topic has uncorked a torrent of responses since I published it a few days ago. I get all of the arguments, and I definitely understand yours.
I won’t add more to the fire right now, other than I’m more inclined toward your position (as I have been for many years), but the discussion will go on. I have more to publish on this, and will likely be my next podcast episode.
BTW: calling faggots “bootlickers” is almost redundant. LOL
As the title suggest, I think the Super Bowl is a good thing for faggots because during the show I was invited to the party and there were two stray guys that we knew and one that I didn’t and two other fellow fags and one thing we all notice was the guys were naked semi hard all the time we were told to stay between their legs all the time I got the new guy reason why is because I was told he was really rough and during the halftime shows we would be forced to slobber and serve those cocks. Of course, I made a mistake of looking at my master for once and he smacked me hard across the face and told me not to look in my eyes fag Now I see why I got stuck with the new guy
Anyway, his team started losing and he got pissed really pissed and instead of letting him yell yelling scream always said was when you’re pissed off come fuck the faggot He did and I won’t lie I kind of liked how he hit me how he made me feel like I was worthless and we both came pretty hard, hands-free orgasm. Imagine that.
Anyway, do you think the Super Bowl is a good thing for us fags because we get to be put to use Sam for a long time I used to think that you were wrong about us and now I’m trying to realize I was wrong. I enjoy getting used I enjoy being pissed on. I enjoy just almost all of it.
Thanks for the question!
Yes, of course the Super Bowl (or any other Alpha-oriented gathering) is great for faggots. Even if we aren’t used sexually, it’s still wonderful to be able to be useful in times like that.
Speaking of which, I was at a huge bar watching the game with a large group, and my black straight Alpha friend Matt actually let his wife and kids go home. When I asked him why, he said he didn’t need her there to serve him when I’m there to do it. So that’s what I did, getting his drinks and food, cleaning up after him, etc.
The following post is part of a column written by a 40-something experienced faggot who calls himself “Mr. Fag”. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!
Recently I’ve been receiving intelligent, post-like missives from a 40-something faggot who, like me, has experienced so much as a faggot that he’s formulated quite a few thoughts and theories on hierarchy. While I have yet to meet this faggot, his contributions are notable-enough to be pulled together into a column on the site. You can access all of them in the link above.
And before I start, I just want to give a little catty side-eye to the name the faggot gave himself. “Mr. Fag” sounds way too much like an oxymoron to be believed. However, I’m leaving it as is.
So after Mister Fag’s last well-received post about the Hierarchical Third Eye (CLICK HERE), he’s returned to discuss the important subject of self-actualization as a faggot.
Hi Sam,
This is Mr. Fag, the one who wrote you about the ability of Alphas recognizing fags. Building on my last note regarding the instinct of recognition—I want to be precise about the mechanics. After decades of navigating this, it has become clear to me that the height of an Alpha’s experience is entirely dependent on the quality of the man kneeling beneath him.
Being a faggot is not a lapse in character; it is a specialized calling. For those of us wired this way, it is the only path to total alignment. But the foundation of that alignment is a paradox: absolute self-command.
A seasoned faggot does not come to an Alpha as a broken thing seeking to be fixed. He arrives as a finished product. He owns his truth without apology. He maintains his body, his finances, and his mind with professional rigor—not out of ego, but because a high-performance engine requires a clean vessel. He builds himself up specifically so he has more to surrender. He hones his value so that when he offers it up, the sacrifice actually means something.
This isn’t submission born of weakness; it’s submission born of power. By embracing this role without the friction of shame, you hand an Alpha the ultimate gift: undiluted proof of his own gravity.
A real Alpha—a man truly at the top of the hierarchy—has no interest in a self-loathing mess. That is a liability, not a devotee. He wants the man who is confident in his inferiority. He wants the fag who can look him in the eye and articulate exactly why he belongs at his feet. When a self-respecting man drops to his knees and says, “Use me because you deserve it,” the Alpha’s superiority is no longer a theory—it becomes a lived reality. It is intoxicating because it is earned.
The dynamic is a virtuous cycle:
Self-maintenance enables superior service.
Superior service earns total dominance.
Total dominance provides the clarity of subspace.
Clarity reinforces the identity.
For the seasoned faggot, this isn’t a demotion. It is a mastery of place. We don’t fight nature; we facilitate it. We provide the mirror in which a true Alpha finally sees the full scale of his own power.
I’ve stopped looking for permission. I simply answer the calling. I thought this perspective on the “dignity of the depths” might interest you.
Respectfully,
Mr. Fag
I’ve often discussed (in sometimes brutal terms) the importance of faggots to maintain themselves to the best of their abilities for the very reason discussed above. I’m glad my brother articulated it so well.
Any truly high-quality Alpha with even a modicum of self-respect (and believe me, they have more than just a little of it) wants to be served by the highest-quality fags. After all, a faggot (like a female) decorates an Alpha’s life and is a reflection of his glory. Overweight, insecure, self-loathing abuse faggots are not owned by high-quality Alphas unless that fag has a lot of money (which is a rare combination).
So be honest with what you see in the mirror and what kind of Alpha you dream to serve. Start presenting yourself in a way that would make an Alpha proud to own you!
The following post is part of a thread chronicling a gay marriage that has blossomed into a hierarchical union between a faggot named Dean and his husband. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!
I think Dean the faggot and his (now) husband/Master is the first time I’ve chronicled a former couple reorganize themselves into a proper Alpha/faggot dynamic in real time. Typically I enter at some point after it’s happened, or still needs to happen.
This is good because we can observe the shifting dynamics and see the adjustments happen “live” so we can learn what must occur to make a successful, healthy transition.
Dean has done an excellent job so far in surrendering to the released power of his Alpha husband. There was never any doubt about where this was eventually headed, but it happened quicker than I thought due to unexpected help from Master’s work mates.
I wanted to update you about everything that happened this month. Since my Master-Husband caged me I have been very obedient and respectful of the rules he set for me. Having only my pussy as a sexual organ has improved our sex, as I am not concerned anymore with touching my dicklet and I can fully focus on his needs.
My Master-Husband has also became more confident in acknowledging his role in public. He was out for some drinks with some of his straight work colleagues, and when talking about their partners, he shared that I started serving him. He told me that they were all drunk but that he was surprised how none of the other guys were shocked. One of them actually said: “I never understood how it worked without a woman, happy to hear that you lost a husband but gained a wife”. Some days later, another of the straight colleagues that were in that conversation told him that he wanted to talk in private and revealed that he is a straight Alpha owning several faggots. My Master-Husband was delighted to have someone to share knowledge with and asked him if he could send one of his most experienced faggots to our home to teach me how to be the perfect slave.
This is how I met Ryan, a faggot in his thirties with a mullet, plumpy lips and a very feminine body. He came home one weekend to teach me some tricks: positions to practice my arch, resting poses that show my submission while keeping my pussy accessible, ways to greet alphas…
Ryan was incredibly patient with me and his advice was very helpful but at the same time it also made me feel a bit insecure. I could see that my Master-Husband was eating him with his eyes. He often stepped in during the training so that both Ryan and me could practice our positions in front of him and licked his mouth several times looking at Ryan.
It was such an obvious situation that we talked about it immediately after Ryan left. He said that we were no longer in a traditional marriage and that although I would always be his husband, it’s in his nature to have more than one faggot and it would happen eventually. I agreed. He added that Ryan was owned by his friend but that he had said that he could use it sometimes to get a taste of the full hierarchy experience.
From reading the experiences of other faggots on your website I knew that this moment would come sooner or later but now that it’s happening I can’t help feeling scared… Although I know that in the long term it will be beneficial for our relationship.
Love,
Dean
First of all, how awesome is it that Dean’s Master-husband found Alphas at work who were totally supportive of his move with Dean? Even better, he found a straight Alpha who also owned faggots! That helps!
(And let this be yet another reminder that straight Alphas own/use faggots much more than anyone realizes!)
As far as this uncomfortable situation with the faggot Ryan, I’m sure Dean might’ve preferred something a little different (especially the way Ryan seemed to be leering). However, I look at it as the equivalent of tearing off a Band-Aid. We all know it’s coming, so just get it over with.
I applaud Dean’s Master for being so bluntly honest about everything. That’s how I know (and Dean should know) everything’s going to be alright. This expansion of Master’s power is natural and necessary, and as his faggot Dean should be thankful. Every faggot wants to see their Master grow stronger.
Honestly, adding more faggots only makes Dean’s position better. I know that sounds counter-intuitive, but it’s true. The more fags there are, the more the Master appreciates his first fag. You can ask Fabien about that, for example.
I’m so grateful to Dean for sharing this development! I hope his Master gets to read this and appreciate what a good boy he owns!
The following post is part of a thread chronicling the life of domination of a God Alpha named Master Jase. CLICK HERE to read all posts in this thread in chronological order!
Cunting is an integral tool Alphas use to finalize their ownership of their faggots. It puts an exclamation point on the end of the takeover process, firmly and finally cementing the roles between Alpha and faggot. Once a faggot is cunted, there is no longer any questions about ownership or who wields the power in the dynamic.
But what about an Alpha cunting an Alpha? Does it work the same?
I’ve certainly covered Alphas breeding Alphas. From Master Chad breeding virtually every Alpha on Hierarchy Island to Master Lorenzo’s breeding of Master Jose, there have been quite a few examples laid out of both the events themselves as well as the aftereffects.
But cunting isn’t the same as breeding. It’s more intense, more humbling, and more vulnerable than what Alphas typically experience. And to my knowledge, I’ve never heard of an Alpha cunting another Alpha before, but I guess it never crossed my mind.
It also never crossed my mind that cunting could be used in Alpha mentorship. Of course, a God Alpha like Master Jase does think in those terms, which is why I wasn’t terribly surprised when Master Jase opened this conversation:
A responsibility of an alpha that I believe in is nurturing not just fags and sluts in their roles, but potential other Alphas. I feel like it is not a talked often point. The past couple weeks, I have had the pleasure of starting to shape and guide a young Alpha. But I do have a question of my own at the end of this.
A recent fag of mine is a military man. Let’s call him Tyler. Tall, muscled, oozes masculine energy, all that strength was turned into one of subservience by my raw power and dominance. I easily subjugated him both in strength and sex, twisting his arms while I buried his face in my crotch, stepping on his face as he laid wasted on the ground, making him take my massive cock down his throat and powerfully breaking his hole into a reshaped cunt for my cock and seed.
It’s been a couple months, and Tyler, while making good progress, has still yet to take all of my god cock inside him. During this New Years, he beggingly asked if I could train him harder so he’ll able to take me completely. There was no better place than his own home, and I’ve been ravaging him every three days and wasting him.
Last week, Tyler told me that his younger brother would be staying with him, and asked if that would trouble me. I told him that serving me was what should be most important on his mind, regardless of whether his brother was around. That he shouldn’t be tense about letting his younger brother know he was a slut to a superior man.
I met his younger brother one night after I had fucked Tyler into a wasted, bred mess. Jake was his name. I appraised him as he did me, and a sense came over me that he was more commanding than he appeared to be. That was he was more of a leader than the fag I had just finished ruining. I only nodded at him and him me before I left.
The next time, Jake was there from start to end of when I was using Tyler. He was the first to ask me, “So you’re the guy who made my brother into a cock slut.” He said that Tyler had come clean to him that he was a bottom and sub. That he didn’t expect his military brother to be a slut. I asked him if that was a problem, and he said no, and telling me, “I’ve fucked guys and girls myself.”
At that point I think I felt the sense that he was also an alpha. I sat down and we talked. He told me about how he got off on commanding both guys and girls to suck and worship him. How he took control in his friendship group and led events and ideas. How he felt right being the one to order people around.
In return, I told him about alphahood. About the differences between him and other men, that there were levels to masculine dominance and power. That it was his right to own and rule over others, but that he had duties and responsibilities for the care and treatment of his sluts.
It was no question that I was still superior to Jake. Through our conversation, he slowly got more hard. I told him to strip, and at first he resisted, but I stood, staring at him, and he obeyed. I taught him his first lesson that there was hierarchy even between alphas. The first was a cock comparison; he was shocked that I outsized him by a significant amount.
The second was when he made a comment that he “never thought an Asian could fuck other men”. To that, I told him to kneel. And told him that alphas come in all shapes and sizes, and that he should never make assumptions. I then told him to kiss my cock that had just finished seeding his brother. He was hesitant at first, but as I stood over him, he slowly did. I then let him sit back next to me, but I kept my cock out of my shorts while he was completely naked, a physical sign that I was the dominant one and in control.
I then told him that he and Tyler could talk about the differences between themselves. How they individually feel around other men, how they view control, and the difference in his thought process compared to his fag brother’s. He was a bit iffy about me calling his brother a fag, but I told him, for men like Tyler, there was no greater compliment than calling him a good fag.
Before I left, I also told him that he was not allowed to physically touch Tyler without my permission. That I would be back in a couple days to teach him more.
My question to you, fag Sam. Do you think it would be a good idea to slowly teach Jake about alphahood by using his brother as a fag example? By that, I mean dominating his brother in front of him. Verbally, mentally, and physically. Showing all sides of my aggressive and brutal alphahood to Jake by using his fag brother. I have a certain thrill from thinking of doing so, but I would like a second opinion as to whether it would be appropriate.
Of course I agreed that Master Jase should do all of those things in order to teach Alpha Jake about these intimate truths both about his brother as well as himself (as if I would ever argue with Master Jase about anything!).
So Master Jase began to formulate a training plan for both Tyler the faggot and his brother Alpha Jake:
Of course, I made sure Jake understood his position. He is still an alpha in training. He’s fucked guys and girls and no doubt proud of it. But he has yet to understand the power dynamic and hierarchy. How to both firmly and fairly treat the fags and sluts we own. How alphas are right to take what we wish, but also how we are to balance our needs and desires with responsibilities.
Most importantly, for me at least as a breeder god alpha. He has not experienced cunting out a slut of his own yet. I asked him whether he has had a boy or girl completely surrender themselves both body and soul on his cock and to his dominance and he said that he’s only fucked them to exhaustion, and not to that level that I said.
One of my lessons will be cunting out his fag brother in front of him. So he can visibly see the difference between how normal dominance is, and how an alpha truly breaks and tames a faggot slut. And Jake’s role will be to thank me and kiss my cock and body as I wish. To respect me as a god alpha taking my time to help guide him.
I do plan to eventually slide Jake’s ass on my giant cock. To let him feel first hand my virility and power. And I’ll seed him after I have cunted him, in the way I have done to alphas before him. It will be a slow process. I am training Tyler in two days, and I plan on having Jake close by to listen. Not to watch, not to be there in the room where I will cunt out Tyler all over again, but to hear the sounds of an alpha destroying a muscled fag and the noises his fag brother will produce.
One of the goals is to further remove any lingering thoughts that an Asian cannot be as dominant and powerfully masculine. He admitted his wrong, and understood his place when he kissed my cock, but a lesson repeated is a lesson well learnt. And once I have deemed him capable. I will then allow him to brutally use his own faggot brother.
It may take weeks, but I am looking forward to nurturing alpha talent. Jake is the first of such young age that I have claimed and taken under my wing. There is some level of thrill in it. To give some context, Jake is barely 20 in his second year of university. Tyler is 28 years old.
There is no machine known to the natural world more suited to cunting males as Master Jase. His giant dick and unspeakable power vibrates the walls of whatever room he enters, forcing every other male to assume some level of submissive posture. He has cunted more males than other Alphas have even fucked. But he also takes Alpha mentorship as seriously as he does faggot training. He deeply respects hierarchy in ways that even put me to shame. We both respect it in quasi-religious terms.
If any Alpha wanted to be cunted by another Alpha and still retain his respect as an Alpha, Master Jase is that God Alpha. He knows very well the secret thoughts Alphas hide inside them, and he knows how to nurture those feelings through a variety of means, including cunting.
I’m splitting this important teaching into parts because I believe it tells us much about Alphahood, the relationships between Alphas, and the power of mentorship for Alphas. This is a powerful lesson all students of hierarchy need to learn and absorb, because it forms the foundation of the foundation of our society.
Hi Sam, Recently I came across some of your posts on X where you claimed that Straight Alphas say gay Alphas are below them in the hierarchy. I’ll start by saying that I agree with them. I truly believe that Straight Men are superior and that gay Alphas are below any Straight Man, but that’s not the main point. Even if we want to indulge the idea that gay Alphas could be equal to Straight Men, or even Straight Alphas, because of how they treat others and how they act, it’s clear as day that they don’t get respected by Straight Men simply because they are gay. The hierarchy is a social pyramid based mainly on sexual power, and the fact that gay Alphas, as gay males, could potentially be attracted to a Straight Man gives them a natural weakness and makes them inferior to a Straight Man, let alone a Straight Alpha, because the Straight Man holds power over the gay Alpha. To me, that doesn’t mean gay Alphas don’t exist, but rather that they are below Straight Men. We can see this everywhere, the number of dominant “Alpha” tops who have confessed that they would submit to real men, meaning Straight Men, is astounding. I’m not judging them, actually, I support this. I just don’t understand how you can believe they are equal to Straight Men or even Straight Alphas. Part of me wants to understand you and believe you, but I just can’t see that.
Thank you for the question/observation!
I’m not going to argue, because you make a salient point here. I would be inclined to agree with you based on that reasoning.
I remember back in the very early days of this site my pyramid looked significantly different. In that version I split the triangle down the middle, with one side a shade darker than the other to denote the gay versions of each level. After a significant amount of pressure from many including gay Alphas (for homophobia, no less!), I altered it. So you can see from my past stances that I’m not traditionally far off from your conclusion within myself.
I do think procreation itself is an argument for a lowered status for gay Alphas, but your additional reasoning makes a good case even stronger. However, I do think it’s more of a case of adjustment within Alpha hierarchy as opposed to an adjustment to the entire pyramid.
I’m happy to entertain more thoughts on this! Thanks again!
Continuing our ongoing series of investigative reports titled “DUH!” is this video by Dr. Joe Kort about the reasons why straight Men have sex with other males.
Dr. Kort is correct, although I think his conclusions are skewed by those he sees as patients because those are the ones seeking help from him about past abuse. That’s why he starts discussing straight Men who seek to be topped (in my chart, they’d be classed as “beta-sub”) rather than straight Men who want to fuck and get sucked.
This kind of research bias is why hierarchical truth flies under the radar of most scientific studies. They’re biased and looking in the wrong places.
This site contains more than ten years of in-depth data and personal testimony from straight Men on the uses of faggots, as does X and other places. This foundational hierarchical truth about straight Men and Alphas is irrefutable, but sadly still overlooked even by someone as well-versed in the subject as Dr. Kort.
Straight Alphas have always used faggots, and always will as long as this world continues. I don’t need science to tell me what I’ve experienced my whole life!
It’s been a long, hard-fought battle, but I think the efforts of sites like mine have, over the last 15 years or so, finally managed to break hierarchy into the mainstream!
Do you have any idea what kind of effort that achievement has required? Endless posts, endless video production, endless debates across social media … all to simply remove the blinders from the eyes of society and get them to realize what’s truly happening among Men. Or rather, what has ALWAYS been happening among Men.
The truth about the existence of Alphas and faggots (and the Alpha/faggot dynamic at the heart of hierarchy) has long been dismissed by sociologists and other learned Men. They don’t want to admit this truth because it’s uncomfortable and unconstrained. In other words, it’s UNCONTROLLABLE.
So my diligent efforts over ten relentless years (and certainly the push by creators and findom accounts on X) have finally crashed the walls guarding hierarchy. And just like the evil escaping Pandora’s box, the world has had its eyes, minds, and libidos stimulated in a way that feels revolutionary, yet ancient and primal.
That’s because it’s always been lurking in the shadows of our collective psyche, but no more!
It’s HERE!
The latest evidence of this societal transformation is a 2025 film called PILLION. The film stars Alexander Skarsgård as a dominant Alpha Master named Ray who encounters an inexperienced faggot named Colin (Harry Edward Melling) at a bar and essentially claims him as his domestic and sexual faggot.
The film is quite graphic sexually, which is shocking given the rapturous reviews and multiple awards it’s received. But, more importantly, the film gets the nuts and bolts of hierarchical mechanics correct. From the initial claiming, to the faggot training, to the transformation of Colin into a true fag slave … it’s all on brazen display.
Watch these ten minutes:
I honestly never thought I’d see the day when this very real dynamic – one of the most important and intrinsic dynamics in all of Male life – would be presented in all of its messy glory. It’s so close to the truth that I feel like the writers of the film (and the book upon which it’s based) might even have been readers of mine. I feel like these guys were looking over my shoulder!
I’m just so impressed! I can’t wait to see where it leads from here!
I’m reaching out for advice on how to handle conversations about being a fag, especially in contexts where I usually keep my kink life private, like with family.
Context: My boyfriend and I are in a long-term, consensual Dom/sub relationship. As part of our dynamic, I wear a chastity cage almost all the time. While we’re open about our relationship with trusted friends, we generally keep the kinkier details private from family and work.
What happened: We were at my boyfriend’s parents’ place with his family. I accidentally left my chastity cage lying around after cleaning it—my fault entirely. My boyfriend’s brother found it and made some remarks. My boyfriend wanted to address it honestly to prevent teasing, so we talked to his siblings. They were supportive, but their attitude caught me off guard.
Instead of surprise or curiosity, they treated it as completely normal—almost dismissively so. Their reactions were along the lines of “Of course you’re the submissive one,”“It makes sense our brother would lock you up,” and “Glad he finally found someone who consents to it.” It wasn’t malicious, but their absolute self-confidence made me feel uncomfortable. I found myself reacting emotionally, apologizing later, but their responses only reinforced that feeling of being objectified.
What I’m struggling with: How can I discuss my submissive side in these contexts without becoming flustered or reactive? I want to be able to calmly express that I am a faggot, that I serve my Man, our kinks and so on, without feeling like I’m losing control or being pushed into a role I didn’t agree to in that moment.
I’d really appreciate any advice on how to stay composed and communicate clearly in these situations, while staying true to myself and my dynamic with my boyfriend.
Thank you in advance for your support.
Best, Dave
Thank you for writing in, Dave!
This is an interesting dynamic. Firstly, I congratulate you for maintaining such a long-lasting and healthy Alpha/fag relationship! It’s hard to make the transition from role play to long-term embracing of mutual purpose. You and your Master should be proud of yourselves!
I think I understand the real problem here. You don’t want to be objectified or spoken to/of like a thing without any sense of self.
But here’s the problem: you’re a faggot, so in some ways you ARE an object. You need to embrace that reality and actually relish it. For me, talking about being a faggot in everyday situations is full of joy because I’m actually pretty proud to be a faggot.
So what’s bothering you about what happened with the family? Did you want them to be shocked? Disgusted? Disappointed? Bullying? What reaction do you think would’ve been better for you?
Honestly, I think your Master’s family’s reaction is nothing short of revelatory. You should be so grateful to be part of a family that embraces whatever truth you have so openly and warmly. Your Master was brought up to be inclusive and open, and that upbringing (coupled with his Alpha dominance) makes him comfortable in his own skin.
I wish the same for you, brother. As a completely owned and cherished faggot, you should be proud to wear your Master’s cage and represent him and glorify him in all you do. It’s nothing to be embarrassed about or ashamed of. Your Master’s family wanted you to feel good about being owned by him, which is why (I think) they had that reaction.
There are soooo many worse reactions that happen every day to faggots everywhere. Be grateful, be thankful, and be proud!
The following post is part of a larger thread chronicling the awakening of a straight Brazilian Alpha named Vinicius who has taken ownership of his former friend and faggot Felipe while trying to raise his teenage Alpha son in hierarchical truth. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!
For more than ten years I’ve been consistently preaching one fairly controversial message: straight Alphas use faggots sexually and remain straight. In fact, the original name of this site as registered in 2015 was FagsWorshipStraights.Tumblr.com. I had served so many straight Alphas in my life that I wanted to teach people this fundamental hierarchical truth.
I received a lot of pushback for a lot of years (I’m still getting it), but again and again through this site I have instead raised an irrefutable mountain of evidence proving this truth. I’m unassailable in this regard. Do you have any idea how many straight Alphas tried using faggots because of this site and discovered I was right?? I don’t even know, but it’s A LOT of them.
Master Vinicius is the latest straight Alpha to become exposed to this site’s message after his longtime friend Felipe admitted that he was a faggot and directed him to this site. And Master Vinicius warned me in one of our earliest conversations that he would never use a faggot sexually no matter what I said to him.
And I just smiled. You see, I know the power of hierarchy better than any straight Alpha. They can protest all they want, but in the end I know the POWER will move them more than their fears and paranoia.
So the other day Master Vinicius started asking me questions about how in theory he might approach Felipe in order to in theory try using him as a cocksucker.
But I didn’t give Master Vinicius theories. I gave him facts.
I gave him the truth … and the truth set him free:
So Sam… Here’s what happened.
I went over to my fag’s place using my emergency key, he was lying on the couch and I immediately told him to get up and get close to me. I gave him the first slap of the evening in his face. “Do you know why I’m here, fag?”, he said he didn’t. Slap number 2. I ordered him to take off his shorts and be only in his undies and with his shirt on. He did it. Slap number 3. “I’m gonna ask again: do you know why I’m here, fag?”, he asked if I was there to use him and… Slap number 4. “Only idiots answer a question with another question. What’s the correct answer?” And he said “You’re here to use me, Sir.” I said good boy and gave him the slap number 5. Then I gave him a wedgie and told him to get me a glass of cold water, a bowl I could put my feet in filled with warm water, a towel and nail clippers.
As he ran to get all of that I sat on his couch and started looking for something interesting to watch on the tv.
He got back, gave me the glass of water, put the bowl in front of me with the towel around his neck while the water was heating on the stove. I ordered him to kneel.
I told him to get my underwear I gave him this morning, he picked it up and I put it over his head, with the bulge part against his nose. By that time the water was already warm enough to pour into the bowl and I ordered him to get it.
When he came back and the bowl was filled I said “You’re starting tonight by washing my feet and massaging it. Then you’ll clip my nails. You’re not allowed to say a word unless spoken to. I have a lot to talk to you. Understood?” – “Yes, sir”
Then I went on and on about how I got very pissed and disappointed at him for talking about me to strangers online and having it published. But I said his luck was that he did that with you, and that I’ve been chatting with you lately. I told him you’re a VERY intelligent person, very eloquent and well versed in this hierarchy matter. So much that I got a boner reading one of your emails. That chatting with you made me realize that my cock does deserve to be worshipped. I told him we’re not friends anymore. But I decided to still keep him in my life because you, Sam, opened my eyes to the things I can get from him that no other women is capable to provide me. And that I got that boner because of the rush of power I had. And that I decided to give him one chance to finally prove himself he can be completely useful under our new dynamic – and one chance only.
By that time he had already finished washing and clipping my nails and he was just massaging my feet. I was already only with my underwear on. It was a fun sight, since he had my dirty underwear covering his face and he didn’t even notice I was barely clothed.
“Do you want to take this chance you’ve been waiting for 20 years, fag” – “Yes, Sir. I’ll do anything” – good.
I told him to dry my feet and approach. Got him kneeled between my legs and shoved his head on my crotch (with two pairs of underwears between his nose and my junk – the one on his face and the one I was wearing) and I told him to tell me his case, and it should be a very convincing speech.
He said something to the lines of “I’ve always knew I was a faggot and you’re an alpha. I was afraid the day you realized this would never gonna come. Out of all the men in the world you’re the one who deserves to enjoy this power the most. You changed so many peoples lives, you always guided people around you, you literally saved my life a few times and I’ve always been grateful to be around you, because you make feel safe being what I’m meant to be… Even if you didn’t know about it before. And now that you do I would be honored to show you new heights to your power and make you feel like the God you are.”
That “God” part REALLY got me hard right there, Sam.
I told him to take my underwear off his face and stare at my hard rock bulge. His eyes were shinning like a kid on Xmas day. I asked him “What are you?”, he said “I’m your faggot, Sir!”, I asked “And what am I?” He said “The greatest man I’ve ever seen. You’re my God, sir!”
Sam, my cock was throbbing already. Not in a million years I’d imagine something like this would happen. And you were spot on when you said that I got that erection from your email because of the feeling of power I had.
I told him to get some lube. He ran to his bedroom and brought it to the living room, handed to me and went back on his knees. I told him to turn around and put his head on the floor and his ass up. I pulled his undies back to normal, ripped the back just enough to get access to his hole, put some lube on it and told him to turn around facing me. He was losing his mind. He was shaking, dripping sweat. I could see he was nervous. I told him to calm down, that I wouldn’t do anything to harm him not anything he didn’t want me to do anyway. “Ok, boy?” – “Yes, sir!”
Then I gave him another slap and asked how many times have I slapped him already. He’s such a good boy that he immediately said “Six times, Sir! One on each cheeck, Sir!” – I smiled, said he’s a good boy and told him to try and ride my right foot. He didn’t hesite. Though he didn’t manage to get all my toes in, I’m proud of him anyway. You see… My feet are size 14. And my big toe if probably bigger than his little baby dick.
I let him ride my feet as I put my cock out and told him to jerk and admire it. If a meteor hit us at that moment I don’t think he would notice. He was COMPLETELY hypnotized. He was playing with its head, my pubes, my heavy balls… Drooling in lust to put it inside his mouth. And I’m not saying that figuratively , he was ACTUALLY drooling without noticing. It was the first time in my life I’ve seen someone so mesmerized by my hard cock. Not even my wife was ever like this.
I told him he could start worshipping my cock with his mouth.
He started on the head, playing with his tongue. Then started sucking it and without me even ask him he put the whole thing down his throat and started fucking it. It took a while until he started having gag reflexes. At one point he did something I’ve only seen in porn… My cock was down his throat, his nose was on my pubes and he managed to put part of his tongue out to lick my balls at the same time. I didn’t know it was possible! It felt AMAZING.
It was already the best blowjob I ever gotten! And he even forgot he had my toes inside his ass! Hahaha
Then he asked me permission to talk. I said yes. He asked permission to give me a surprise, but to do that he needed to get up for a second. I was so caught up in the moment that I said sure.
He got up, went to the kitchen and I heard him saying “Sir, do you mind if I ask you to close your eyes for just a sec?” To which I said ok, but hurry.
He came back, started riding my foot again and started sucking my cock again… But I felt his mouth icy and warm and wet at the same time. It was a weird but AMAZING feeling and I asked him if he had an ice cube in his mouth and he put his tongue out to show me 3 black halls drops.
DISCLAIMER: I know in the us you guys buy Halls drops for cough/throat. Here in Brazil that’s a Candy. And I’ve heard a lot about people using it to give oral sex.
That little motherfucker got me NUTS swallowing my cock with those halls drops inside his mouth. He was deepthroating, putting both of my balls in his mouth, sucking my head like a baby on a pacifier… But it was when he started licking my frenulum with that hot/icy/wet tongue while rubbing my head with one hand and massaging my balls that I admit I lost control. While he was doing that he kept saying that my body is a shrine and my cock is the God he worships. That my cock rules his life from now on if he is considered worthy of it. That he was in heaven being able to do what he had dreamed of for years and years and kept asking me if he was being a good boy. He had tears of happiness scrolling down his eyes.
Sam… All I could do was grunt, moan and breathe heavily. Nobody EVER got me like that only for giving me head. Actually… “Giving head” is not a good enough definition for what that faggot did.
I told him I was close to shoot my load… And he didn’t change his pace one bit. He started licking my frenulum with what he had left from one of the drops on his tongue and trying to say “please, daddy… Give me your God load!” and when he felt my cock was swelling up and about to cum he deep throated himself again, nose on my pubes, tip of his tongue on my balls and my juice exploded direct into his throat. He hold it there for, idk, 20 second. Then started to slurp it out.
Honestly, Sam. I think I haven’t came THAT HARD since I got my wife pregnant.
He sat more firmly on my foot and just looked at me with the biggest smile I’ve ever seen on his face. My face was probably of disbelief, I ain’t lying. I’ve NEVER experienced something like this before. Then he said 5 magic words: “I love your cock, Sir!”
I told him to get up and bring me another glass of water as I was trying to recompose myself. He came back with the water and kneeled and put his head down.
Sam. I had to take a few moments to admire that sight and make sense of what just happened.
You were completely right on every word you said. I could NEVER have a woman giving a treatment like that. Not treatment… Worship.
I told him to look at me and got close to him. As I reach for his face he threatened to flinch for a millisecond but I said “Don’t worry. I’m not giving you the 7th slap” instead I rubbed his head and told him I was really proud of him. And that he aced the one chance he had. I was so proud that I don’t think I’m letting Flavio getting near him again. He can’t appreciate a worship like that. This faggot is mine. As he always been.
Full disclosure: I warned Felipe that I thought Master Vinicius might be ready to use his throat, so he was able to have those Halls cough drops ready. LOL
Brothers, this is how we win every time. We submit completely to the awe and majesty of our straight Alphas and we worship them in ways that never ever occur to females. We blow their minds in addition to their cocks until there is no doubt in their minds that they need to keep using us.
Felipe went above and beyond in order to thoroughly satisfy Master Vinicius, leaving him with a feeling he’d never quite experienced so acutely before: God Alphahood.
And the most revelatory part: Master Vinicius was still STRAIGHT, but changed in the most extraordinary way. You see, his sexuality didn’t change … but he began his ascent to levels of power other straight Alpha deny themselves. What a shame!
But Master Vinicius wasn’t done! Just like any powerful Man who has achieved some intoxicating level of wealth and glory, Master Vinicius wanted to drink more from the wellspring of hierarchical power!
He ordered his faggot to write of their second encounter:
I got to serve Master Vinicius again! He called me saying he was almost done at the gym we have here, that he wanted me to go downstairs with a fresh towel for him. I immediately went down and he was leaving the gym, I gave him the towel and he told me to follow him to the elevator. When we got there he gave me back the towel and told me to sniff it as we were going up. He said his wife will be out for a couple of days and asked if I thought was fair that he had to release his stress by himself. I said of course not. And we got into his place.
He told me to make him his protein shake and load the washing machine with the laundry on the baskets from the master bathroom and the second bathroom. So I did. When I finished all of that he said I had the machine’s cycle time to suck him dry. He was still smelling from the gym. I CAN’T PUT INTO WORDS HOW GREAT HE SMELLED!!! I started sucking him and he kept telling me to say how great his cock is and how much I love it – like I needed an excuse to do that… He said he’s gonna use me all these days his wife is not around. Not to get my hopes up about him fucking… Yet. He said he does want to fuck me and is going to do it eventually, but I’ll know when he’s ready. I teared up a bit, not gonna lie. I felt very emotional. Then he shoved his cock way down my throat and gave me a head lock on my neck, I couldn’t move and barely breathe. And he got me like that as he finished his protein shake.
I got to suck his dick, lick his balls, his armpits, his chest… It was like I was given the gift of cleaning his sweat with my tongue. It felt AMAZING!
When he was just about to cum he told me to stop sucking and just stare at his cock and balls to see how a real man cums… And he came on his foot and made me to lick it clean. Sam… I’m not into feet AT ALL. But it felt A-MA-ZING!
By then the machine was done and he told me to hang up the clothes and do the dishes in sink while he had a shower. And that I was supposed to leave as soon as I finished it because he didn’t wanna see me when he left the shower. So I ran to do that and came back home.
Btw: as I was sucking him he prohibited me from jerking off (he knows I’m a gooner) and that I’m gonna know when I’m allowed to cum – but gave me no details about it, so I’m kind of in the dark. But I won’t question it. He knows what’s best for me.
Incredible!
We see so many elements in these encounters that I’ve discussed for years, natural laws straight Alphas understand and utilize when using a faggot (like denying Felipe masturbation while serving, or making Felipe lick his cum off his feet) because they come from the very heart of all straight Alphas. They all want the same worship, the same service, the same honor, respect, and awe.
And only faggots give straight Alphas exactly what they crave!
So once again, the hierarchical truth contained on this site has changed a life, this time a powerful straight God Alpha named Master Vinicius. And our world is better for it!
BUT WAIT: This is only PART ONE! Just wait until you hear what happened NEXT!
Despite the rough-and-tumble nature of this unwieldly online enterprise I’ve built here, I honestly do mean for it to be a safe space to explore hierarchical truth and engage with it in a meaningful way. I honestly wish I could much more, but I simply don’t have the time.
In the beginning, I primarily built this little educational/porn portal for faggots. I knew I what I lacked in terms of mentorship when I was a young faggot, so I wanted to be able to help lonely and lost faggots find peace and direction and, most of all, purpose. I didn’t want other faggots to be afraid the way I was often afraid, ashamed the way I used to be ashamed.
While I think I’ve done some good in that department (despite the lies and the hate that comes my way), it’s easy to feel like I’m howling into an empty void.
And then a beautiful letter like the following from a brother named Alec lifts me back up and helps me move forward! He wrote:
Hi Sam!
I hope Sam is correct maybe I should say faggot Sam or sam the faggot. Anywho I hope you are doing well.
My name’s Alec, another proud faggot reaching out to say hi
I’d been struggling pretty hard with being submissive. With my desires, with what really excites me, and with trying to stop fighting who I am. You know… the stuff I hear, smell, taste, and see with my eyes closed while jerking off to what I want and need. It was becoming clear it wasn’t going away, and that I was getting in my own way of being confident in myself and a few other things. So I did what any newly 18yr old does when he suddenly has the freedom on the internet, I creating a porn account on Bluesky and started watching porn jerking off even more.
I originally stumbled across your Bluesky about nine months ago, which led me to hierarchyuniversity.com. That happened right around the time I started trying to really learn, accept, and embrace my submissiveness. Between chatting with a few guys on Bluesky, reading some books (with many more still to go), and spending lots of time on your website, something finally started to click for me. I didn’t feel so alone with my want and needs.
Your writing helped more than I can really put into words. It’s helped me feel calmer, more grounded, and more accepting of myself. I’m finally getting to a place where I can say I’m a faggot proudly, admittedly even if that’s still mostly behind closed doors while guys use me. I’m even wearing a chastity cage almost full time now, only taking it off to go to the gym to work out, swim, shower, and shave everyday.
So I guess the main reason I’m writing is just to say thank you. Truly. Your work has made a real difference for me, and I appreciate you sharing not just your own thoughts and experiences, but those of so many others, so openly.
PS: If you don’t mind maybe i can write you again? With a couple questions or thoughts i like to get your opinion on? I know you are busy so i understand if you need to focus on everything else you are doing.
Hope life is treating you well, Alec
This letter is like water in the desert.
I am on year 11 of this site, and in that time I’ve written encyclopedias on the subject of hierarchy. I’ve written until my fingers practically bled, sacrificed countless hours in vain pursuits of accuracy and clarity on this subject. But nobody really knows all of that, the mammoth amount of work and emotional investment involved in this creation.
My real reward are moments like this, when I discover in one way or another that I’ve improved a life. Even just one life is enough.
So you can imagine what Alec’s sweet words mean to me.
I’ve been a lurker for quite sometime and haven’t messaged you before but I saw one of your posts around early November last year showing a white top and an Asian bottom with some very heavy white dominant race play. I am dealing with some natural desires that conflict with my own sense of morality and figured I would reach out for help. To give you context I am 6’7 240 cornfed Midwestern alpha that is a German, Irish, and Scandinavian mix and I crave the submission of weaker smaller men, nothing too surprising to you I am sure.
The problem is I also have a strong desire specifically to use and humiliate those of different races than me. It isn’t something I am proud of but it feels like an ingrained built in drive. In my day to day I believe in equality and treating everyone like an individual with respect regardless of their physical characteristics and would consider myself very liberal politically. But when I get horny and an Asian or black faggot is worshipping me I find we both naturally start spouting the most racist filthiest white supremacist things we can think of. I feel the need to conquer and colonize rushing in my blood like an ancestral urge and I just brutally take what is mine while humiliating and degrading the faggot while making them stroke my ego as well as my cock. Often a play scenario is I’ve finished conquering a village and knocking up its women and then I’m using the weaker faggot who couldn’t defend them as my musk rag and sexual relief toy. It feels so amazing to hear an Asian twink half my size beg for my “superior white babies” and “to colonize their inferior bloodline” But I feel extremely guilty after and know that I don’t actually believe those things I said. I never do it unless specifically asked for, but it is almost always asked for unprompted, especially by Asian faggots when we compare his clit to my cock. I even have had white and Jewish bottoms telling me how much better my BWC is than others.
I know your perspective as a white bottom is going to inherently make you biased towards being submissive to tops of other races and you know the pleasure that raceplay can bring especially towards alphas, but I would appreciate hearing your thoughts on how a white alpha should handle raceplay and if you’ve heard any perspectives from Asian or black bottoms who have done submissive raceplay. There are faggots and alphas in every race, so why is raceplay going both directions something that seems to be a natural ingrained guilty pleasure throughout the community, is it just the taboo nature of it all that makes it so thrilling?
Thank you for writing, Sir!
Race play is a weird kink in hierarchical play (and yes, I consider it to be hierarchical). As a young faggot serving black Alphas constantly, I encountered quite a few who would demand that I beg them to fuck me “with their big nigger dicks”, etc. This went against everything I believed in about race, and I must admit I don’t think I was particularly convincing while doing it (in fact, I was spanked for not being loud enough). I guess intellectually I understood why it was hot, but it just felt wrong to make derogatory comments like that about superior Men.
Of course, your case is quite different, Sir. You are a mountain of white superiority, and all people are inferior to you physically, if not in every way. I can see why you end up in those scenarios where faggots of certain races might want you to degrade them (or why you might want to). After all, you are an unrivaled physical specimen, so why not live out a fantasy with you?
I don’t think you should feel guilty for enjoying this, Sir. I think it’s just part of the overall power play element of hierarchy that everyone agrees is hot. What you’re doing is no different than an Alpha “raping” a faggot and then providing loving aftercare to it. Obviously the Alpha is not really a rapist, but he needed to express that level of aggression in the moment. The real Alpha is the one who comforts his faggot afterward.
Same with you. You’re obviously not a hateful racist or bigot, but in the moment you want to experience “full power” levels of aggression. It’s thrilling for you and your faggots, Sir. But afterward, you return to your true personality. And look at it this way: the very fact that it bothers you proves you are not a racist.
If we held the things said and done during the heat of sex against others, sex would never happen. Sex is supposed to release the animal within us, the primal urges you speak of, Sir. To deny ourselves that level of expression is to live a sexual life unfulfilled and ungratifying.
You of all people were born to take whatever you want. You should never live in a cage of societal or moral restrictions, Sir.
I’ve often discussed what I call the “Hierarchical Third Eye”, that ability Alphas in particular have to see the outward projection of a male and assess his true hierarchical standing hiding beneath. They see faggots almost at will once they develop this, and the true predators among Alphas know how to both spot them, but also capture them.
The reason why I know about this is because Alphas have been spotting me and taking me since I turned 17 and my first Alpha Roger claimed me. After Alpha Roger dismissed me for his future wife, I spent my college years (my “slut years” I sometimes mention) getting spotted and used constantly by campus Alphas. I’ve never had much of a poker face (yeah, there’s a joke to be made here, but I decline), so I’m easy to read. It didn’t matter anyway. I was never going to escape that Third Eye always scanning, always assessing.
I received a letter in my inbox from a brother who has had a similar trajectory to me in regards to this. Here’s what he said:
Hi Sam,
A fag reader here. I’m in my forties, and for most of my life—despite appearances—alphas have recognized me. Not through conversation or signaling, but instinctively. There has rarely been a need to talk. They seem to know before I do.
I’ve been stopped while walking—on ordinary streets, in cities far from anything resembling a scene. An alpha steps into my path, looks at me, gives a simple instruction. Once, he told me to come with him to his place. I did. There was no debate, no hesitation. I followed because it felt correct, settled, already decided. This has happened more than once, in different countries, across different years, and I’ve never been able to explain it—only experience it.
I’ve come to understand that alphas carry power that is recognized through bearing, not display. An alpha shows authority by being settled in himself: unhurried movement, direct but unforced eye contact, economy of speech, and a refusal to over-explain. He sets expectations without theatrics and follows through without escalation. That calm authority tells me he does not need submission to prove dominance; my submission is something he allows.
A fag like me recognizes this immediately because the dynamic is not about fear or pressure, but about gravity—the way an alpha’s presence organizes the space around him and gives it direction. I experience my role as attentiveness and readiness: restraint, awareness, and intentional yielding rather than performance or neediness. The alpha reads this not as weakness, but as fluency in submission.
I have never begged for an alpha. I have never chased one. And yet they seem to recognize, without being told, how deeply I understand—and how much I appreciate—their power.
Respectfully, A fag reader
This is a masterpiece of fag insight from someone who has clearly experienced it many times!
The most impactful part of this testimony is this paragraph here (and I’ll highlight the sentence that really grabbed me):
A fag like me recognizes this immediately because the dynamic is not about fear or pressure, but about gravity—the way an alpha’s presence organizes the space around him and gives it direction. I experience my role as attentiveness and readiness: restraint, awareness, and intentional yielding rather than performance or neediness. The alpha reads this not as weakness, but as fluency in submission.
I absolutely believe this underscores why I’ve been so successful with straight Alphas during my fag career. Rather than seeming needy or desperate, I carry myself as someone who is proud of being a faggot, not ashamed. This acknowledgement on my part tells the Alpha that it’s okay for him to take what he wants from me, because I have embraced my purpose.
Honestly, one of the biggest frustrations for straight Alphas is the fact that women refuse to accept their place. So when an Alpha sees a faggot so comfortable in submitting, this is much more of a turn-on than they ever expect.
Honestly, this is an incredible letter from my anonymous brother. If you’re out there, thank you!
Long ago I had an idea for an app that would combine the Alpha/fag dynamic featured on this website with a way to meet each other and serve each other. At the time, my app idea was called WRSHIPR. I tried to get that idea off the ground with an attempt at crowdfunding, but crowdfunding sites rejected me and my large audience ignored it.
So I went “fuck it” and dropped it rather than press onward, mainly because I didn’t have the first clue how to build it (now such things can be built almost instantly with AI). Instead, I built the Hierarchy University Discord server, a global community full of even more features than my app would’ve tackled, and it has been a nice success.
But a Master and his faggot on that Discord server who have programming knowledge decided to create an app specifically for Masters who own (or want to own) faggots, an app that helps them track the progress of their faggots and even find new ones.
It’s called HELM!
WELCOME TO HELM
Here are the details from their press release, including a special offer exclusively for readers of this site!
I’m JD, faggot. My Master and I worked together to build SubmitList because we were tired of working on Telegram with messages and spreadsheets. There was no modern infrastructure for something else, so I built it. SubmitList gives Doms a command center called The Helm — assign tasks, set expectations, require photo/video proof, track completion, build recurring rituals. For subs, it’s structure made tangible. The work of submission gets the system it deserves. Privacy-first from the ground up. Communities coming soon — ways for groups like this one to connect and share within the platform.
For Hierarchy University:
Create a hierarchy for your D/s and subscribe from the Hierarchy settings menu. First 50 members: Code HIERARCHYWINS — FREE subscription After that: Code HIERARCHYWINS50 — 50% off Both codes good through end of February.
Check it out: https://submitlist.space/
I’m not dropping a link and disappearing. Let’s work together to build something that works. Happy to answer questions or take feedback.
Send thoughts, ideas, feedback to me at info@submitlist.space
This seems like the start of a pretty amazing app! It’s continuing to be developed daily as more features are added, but now would be a great time to join and take advantage of the discounts using those codenames listed above!
For faggots, the chance to find a Master that truly loves and cherishes us is rare, indeed. I have lost at least two such Masters in the past, relationships shattered by my own jealousy and pride. What a fool I was to lose such powerful straight Alphas over a simple failure to be obedient and treasure the rare gift they offered me!
Faggots fail this simple test far too often. It’s one of the many reasons why I started this site, to teach faggots the truth so they might learn to appreciate the opportunity to serve these greatest Men in whatever capacity and remain humble and grateful every day.
Little Loic was recently tempted by some female friends to rebel against his straight Master Jerome, but he eventually listened to me and gave up his virginity to his Master.
But Loic’s good outcome moved a faggot to write a mournful account of a time when he made the wrong choice. There is a lot of wisdom in this beautifully-written ode to a long-lost Master.
Hi Sam, I have just read the beautiful story of Loic surrendering to Jerome and would like to share my story as well. My English is not great, so my apologies if this letter is hard to read.
I am 32. When I was 23, I met a guy at college. He was also 23 and treated me really well. He had a dominant presence and was a natural leader. It took a few weeks for him to hit on me and ask me out for dinner. He treated me like his little princess, took me to the movies, then we went to a beautiful restaurant. He paid for my tickets, the restaurant, the wine, and everything else. He gave me a ride home and kissed my cheek, and didn’t even try to kiss my lips because at that point I was still confused about my sexuality. We went out for the movies two more times and in our third date I let him kiss me. He held my neck, touched my face very gently, but with a firm hand and we made out in his car. His hands were gentle but so firm that his kiss was telling me that there was only one Man in that car. I felt safe in his arms and at that moment I understood that I am a faggot, even though I knew nothing about hierarchy back then, and would never use a word like faggot to describe myself.
He was bisexual and had already fucked many girls, but had never been with a guy or faggot. I was a virgin, and he told me that he wanted me to be his first time with another man. I was very much influenced by my female friends, I did not have any friends with other faggots or straight Men, so all my references were female. Just like Loic, I had a WhatsApp group with them where we shared all our sexual experiences. When I talked about him to my friends, they said “don’t you let him fuck you before he asks you to be your boyfriend! Be difficult!” I followed what they said and told him that I would only suck his cock or let him fuck my virgin ass if we were boyfriends. He agreed, bought me flowers, and asked me to be his boyfriend. It was all very romantic and felt like a dream.
His dick was nice and thick but not too big to hurt me. He was very patient, used a lot of lube and even wore a condom when I asked him. Later I learned how rare it is to find an Alpha who agrees to wear a condom. He took my virginity as King takin ownership of what is his, and he came all over my belly, it felt amazing. But then I made a big mistake: after he came, I asked him if he was going to suck my dick for me to cum. He said no, but he spat on my dick and gave me a handjob while kissing me. I came on my belly and my cum mixed with his dry cum. I was covered in cum and tried to hug him. He said that he wanted to take a shower because he was not comfortable with all that cum touching his skin. We took a shower together, came back to his bedroom, I sucked his cock again and when he was getting close and asked me to take his load in my mouth, I said no and when he was getting close, I just jerked off his dick and he came on his own belly, his cum made a mess on his crotch, belly, and even on his balls. He said “come on baby, clean my cock now”. But instead of licking off his precious cum, I just took a tissue and cleaned him, and he went to take another shower while I waited in bed.
My first reaction was to text my friends. I said “girls, he fucked me!!” and they wanted to know everything about it. I said he was respectful and gentle, but then I said that he refused to suck me and he wanted me to clean his cum with my tongue. My three best friends said that he was toxic and that if he didn’t suck my dick I should not stay with him because he was no treating me the was I deserved. One of my friends had broken up with her boyfriend a month before because her ex wanted to fuck her ass and she broke up with him just because he wanted to! She said that it was “too much” and that her pussy deserved a man who knew how to enjoy it.
Anyway, I dated this wonderful Man for 6 months and he firmly stated that he loved me but would not suck my dick. It was a big no for him. And he was really sweet, he would say things like “baby, if you really want a blowjob, we can have a threesome, maybe find someone who will bottom for us at the same time, I want to see you happy” But I was so convinced that a man must suck my little clit that I broke up with the most amazing Alpha I have ever met after 6 months. And the worst part is that I felt really sad when I did it, but in my mind I was thinking that I was so powerful and empowered, while my friends reinforced how wonderful I was for breaking up with him.
He fucked me for 6 months, almost 10 years ago, but I can still feel the taste of his beautiful cock in my mouth. Last week, I was alone at a shopping mall and saw him after all these years. He was holding hands with a gorgeous boy, probably ten years younger than me. He is now 32 like me, and the sexy boy is probably in his early twenties. The boy had a beautiful smile on his face and my eternal Alpha was also laughing, having a good time. I felt happy for him, he deserves to be happy and be worshipped as the King he is. I am also happy for the boy, who seems to be a good submissive boy for him and now is owned by this extraordinary Man.
I know that I will be happy again one day. There are other great Men in the world and now I have the proper mindset to please an Alpha. However, the 10 years I lost will never come back again. I could have had a decade of happiness under the feet and in the arms of a King, but I lost him and I feel so embarrassed that the reason why I lost him is just because he did not want to put my pathetic little clit in his mouth. Even worse: he rimmed me really well, he used his tongue in my hole with all the experience he had with girls, so it felt amazing. But I was a stupid fag, now I need to deal with the consequence of my actions.
This is all to say that Loic is a beautiful young boy and deserves to be happy. So PLEASE BABY BROTHER, DO NOT LISTEN TO YOUR FEMALE FRIENDS! They do not say these things to ruin our lives, they are trying to help us. Talk to other faggots, talk to Alphas, talk to straight Men who do not use fags, but DO NOT ask women for sexual advise.
I am sure I will be happy again, but you can be happy right now, Loic.
We experienced faggots speak like ghosts, warning faggots of the future to avoid the mistakes we made. in the past. We share the scars on our hearts, scars made of regret and stupidity. And in those lonely moments, we remember the gentle power of the Men who once owned us.
And we cry.
Just like this unknown fag brother, I want nothing more than to spare my younger fag brothers the pain that we suffer. Trust me, the only way to avoid it is to be submissive, be grateful, and be humble. Serve your Masters with all of your hearts, because any deviation from that path could lead to catastrophic loss.
So cling to your Master the way a baby koala clings to its parent. Obey him, and thank him every day for his benevolent power. Only then can you have a life filled with hope and wonder at his feet, rather than looking up in desolation!
Thoughts on this video? I would’ve expected the shoe kissing to placate the bully. Is this destroyer behavior?
Thanks for the question!
Yes, this video absolutely highlights Destroyer Alpha behavior. It’s one thing to scare the faggot half-to-death to the point that it’s uncontrollably quivering, but to beat it up after it obeyed a direct order is typical Destroyer Alpha behavior.
Of course, these guys are young and obviously ignorant. Hopefully they grow out of it!
The following post is part of a larger thread chronicling the awakening of a straight Brazilian Alpha named Vinicius who has taken ownership of his former friend and faggot Felipe while trying to raise his teenage Alpha son in hierarchical truth. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!
It saddens me that so many straight Alphas go through life without any proper knowledge of hierarchical truth. I mean, they might naturally understand some of it – we all do instinctively – but they refuse to fully embrace hierarchical truth because of one stupid reason: parts of it seem too gay. It feels too much like a gay fetish (and, in fact, gays have fetishized it) to seem important or even relevant to their lives.
But here’s the truth: no straight Alpha will ever ascend to greater power (or even know there is greater power) until they accept the truth of hierarchy and accept their purpose and the purpose of faggots as property to own and use. Why is this so important? Because the submission and obedience of faggots teaches straight Alphas that they are more than merely MEN, but they are, in fact, KINGS. How can any Alpha ascend if he is not a ruler of men? Seeing other males kneel and obey their commands sends a charge through a straight Alpha that is quite unlike anything they’ve ever felt before.
A power they’ve never felt before. A power that appeals to their dominance and their need for worship. They don’t get that worship from their females, not the way a faggot freely offers it. And once a straight Alpha understands that, an entire world of power opens up to him. It’s almost as if cataracts are removed from his eyes, and he sees the world properly, as HIS world. It’s a beautiful (and important) moment of realization.
I’ve recently been involved in a developing story of a faggot named Felipe who was best friends with a straight Alpha named Vinicius. Over the twenty years of their friendship, Felipe has been hiding his true nature as a faggot while helping Master Vinicius raise his son. I became involved with them after Master Vinicius’s son confided in Felipe that he was fucking girls and faggots. You can catch up by referring to this thread right HERE.
Suffice it to say that Felipe went to Master Vinicius about this issue, and at that point Master Vinicius discovered me and this site. And that’s when his whole worldview changed.
He was initially enraged about what Felipe had done, as you can tell by reading this first message from him. But I wrote a long reply trying to reason with him while teaching him a few aspects about hierarchy that he simply never considered.
And listen to his next response:
Hello, Sam. It’s Vinicius again.
I was set on putting a pin in this whole thing, but your answer deserves some feedback. Thank you for your respectful words and for understanding how it all hit me. I accept your apologies. I understand it isn’t your fault, though I still struggle to grasp why it was published in the first place. But I can see now that you were trying to give Felipe some guidance… I also understand that this situation was weird for him too. I know he reached out to me out of respect and concern. I’m not mad at him for telling me all about what happened. What makes me mad is the story becoming public without my consent and, most of all, that he even considered I would do any harm to my son—and displaying that perspective publicly really pissed me off.
Yes, I’ve always said that if you’re the top, it doesn’t make you “less gay.” And I still feel that way. Speaking on my behalf, it doesn’t make sense to me that a man who gets a hard-on for another man’s ass isn’t gay as well. I don’t think I could do it with all the pills in the world. I do understand that there are bisexuals, and I think that maybe that’s what my son is discovering he is—and I’m fine with it. I don’t get this whole “faggot” dynamic and how a man can still be considered straight if they have sex with men. As I said, they’re bisexuals in my book. But I digress.
What I did understand about the “faggot” dynamic so far is that, indeed, I can’t handle it the same way I’ve always handled gays in general. You see… I’ve always known Felipe was gay. It was never a problem. I treated him like an equal. Like a buddy. But he made it very clear to me that he doesn’t see it that way—that I’m built differently… And this last part rings true. I am built differently. It makes sense, somehow.
I’m still pissed at him. I don’t want to deal with him right now. I said some very rough stuff in the last email, and I see now that some of it came out of the anger I felt at the moment. But deep down, I don’t want to cut him out of my life completely. But if I’m sure of one thing, it’s that our friendship will never go back to the place it was before all of this. I need to teach him a lesson. I don’t mean a punishment or a beating, but a lesson that makes it clear that I deserve a greater deal of respect.
I’m not going to lie or pretend I have it all figured out. I’m humble enough to know when I can’t step firmly on ground I’m not familiar with. This whole “Alpha/faggot” stuff is still very foreign to me. I used to think it was a “gay version” of the red pill movement… But some of it makes sense. I just can’t fully make sense of these new dynamics as clearly as I need to in order to do something about it. And you seem like an intelligent person who has it way more figured out than I do. I’d like some pieces of advice on how to:
a) clean up the mess my friendship has become under this new Alpha/faggot light;
b) properly teach him a lesson; and
c) figure out how things are going to be from now on—because, as I said, I don’t want to cut him off completely, but I get it now that I can’t give him the “equals” treatment anymore.
I hope to stay in touch with you. I liked how you addressed yourself to me throughout this whole thing. You were very humble and respectful.
So I told Master Vinicius what I thought he should try in order to discipline Felipe while also rebuilding the relationship.
Then Master Vinicius responded with this curious anecdote:
What you said about power and realizing others have always submitted to me is VERY true. If I can take anything good from this whole situation is understanding that. A lot of things that happened in my life now started to make sense. It’s not that I was bothered by them, but it’s like “oh, that’s why that thing happened when I was in high school. Oh, maybe that’s the reason I got some of my high profile clients” it just explains a lot since I have friends who are as qualified and focused on improving themselves as I am but, for whatever reason, never reached the same heights as I have. Probably that’s the reason. I’m grateful for Felipe for making me see that. And now you too. And, yes, it’s giving me a whole different perspective to guide my son to a righteous path.
As of making him kneel before me and kiss my feet… I don’t know if I’m into that. Flavio told me everything he did to Felipe. Not gonna lie, I’ve done some of that stuff before and I understand that rush of power. But I’ve only done that with women. And yes, it’s very arousing. But I don’t want anything physical with him, I don’t feel comfortable with that idea. At least for now.
And it’s a good thing he feels crushed. He should! I’m gonna think of a way to make him make up for it.
You’re a good faggot, Sam. Thank you.
Do you hear it? That’s the sound of a straight Alpha connecting the dots of his life and realizing that nature has been teaching him about his true purpose and power all along! He suddenly realized that my message and this website isn’t just some gay fetish site, but instead it’s a site that leads people to accept and embrace their purpose.
As an Alpha, Master Vinicius started to realize the greater responsibility he has to not only his world, his family, his Alpha son, but also to guide and protect the weak, to own inferior males and give them purpose, and to collaborate/lead with other Alphas in a much more impactful way. He suddenly realized that he’s greater than the average Man, that his power is more potent and impactful than the average Man. He’s not a soldier or a slave … he’s the General. The commander. He’s the King.
That’s a heady purpose, but Master Vinicius was not only starting to see it, but also embrace it!
So Master Vinicius decided to give his new faggot Felipe a task to complete: he wanted his car detailed and some repairs done by 5pm the following day in preparation for a night out with his Alpha son and Master Flavio (the other Alpha in this story … see link above). Well, Felipe was a good boy and accomplished even more than what Master Vinicius demanded.
Notice how this affected Master Vinicius:
Hi Sam, it’s Master Vinicius again. (I’m starting to like the sound of that.)
As you already know, I had Felipe take my car in for maintenance and cleaning today, and I took his car to go to work instead. I thought a lot about the things you said I could get out of this new dynamic, and I figured that having him do tedious work for me, and having him pay for it, was a good start.
I was very impressed by how far beyond expectations he went to finish the tasks I gave him (by now he’s probably already given you the report, so I won’t go through all of that again). He had a 5pm deadline to get the car back to me, and he managed to do it with a couple of hours to spare. When I inspected the car, I was very pleased with what I saw – and that new-car smell, too. It was such a power trip seeing my car like that, knowing HE ran all the errands and that it all came out of HIS pocket, that I just couldn’t help but make him explain to me why I was doing this. At the same time, I had this HUGE urge to slap him right in the face, and I didn’t think twice when that thought crossed my mind, I just let it rip right there at the parking lot. I never in my life would have imagined I’d do that to him. Ever. But the funny thing is, I don’t feel guilty AT ALL. Fuck, if anything, I feel better after doing that. You should have heard how loud the slap was. It reminded me of Barney and Marshall’s slap bet from How I Met Your Mother. It was FUN like that. lol
This isn’t going to be the last task. I’m thinking I might take some inspiration from Eurystheus’ Twelve Labors of Hercules from Greek mythology. You see, Eurystheus was the king of Tiryns and gave Hercules those twelve labors as punishment for killing his family in a fit of madness. And Felipe went a little mad when he exposed me and my family without my consent. Though the story of Hercules and his labors forms the Hero’s Journey, this is going to be this faggot’s journey of redemption. I still haven’t decided whether I’m actually going to give him twelve tasks. For now, I’m just drawing from that story. I know I’m going to do more than just make him pay for what he did with his money, I’m hitting his vanity too. I’ll tell you what I have in mind, but it needs to remain a secret, so don’t publish what I’m about to tell you later in this email. I want Felipe to be surprised and to act on whatever I throw at him in the moment, without time to think.
Tonight, I’m going to watch my team’s first game of the national league. My son and Flavio are going with me. I’m telling Flavio all about the recent events and show him my letter you published. I’m not going to use Felipe sexually, but Flavio seems to enjoy it. I might as well give Felipe a taste of what he’s always wanted from me, but with Flavio doing the dirty work in my place. I think that by doing this I’m actually rewarding Felipe, because he’ll get to serve Flavio sexually (and ONLY sexually) and serve me as he’s always wanted without ever getting anywhere close to me in a way I don’t feel comfortable. I think it’s a fair and benevolent deal on my part.
Once again, I’d like to commend you, Sam. You’ve been VERY helpful throughout all this, and I’m sure you’ll find some time in your schedule to help your fag friend, right? You’re a great faggot, and I’m learning a lot about myself from you, even though it’s been a very short time since all of this has started. I hope I’m not putting the cart before the horse here. But I think I’m doing just fine.
Master Vinicius.
WOW!!!
I’ve never understood the Alpha urge to slap us in the face. It always seemed performative to me, a silly way to express dominance. But Master Vinicius perfectly explains this as a primal urge rooted in the need to express wordless dominance. It’s almost as if he couldn’t stop himself.
I must admit that Master Vinicius quoting a lesser-known story from Greek mythology as part of his future plans for his new faggot practically gave me a WIDE-ON. To me, there’s nothing sexier than an intelligent Alpha, and he’s definitely that. But I also think it’s amazing that Master Vinicius is utilizing historical narratives (from the very hierarchical Greeks, no less!) to build out a framework of how to own inferiors and train them. Very impressive!
But that framework Master Vinicius is building also includes how he might assert his dominance over other Alphas. Notice his reply the following day after his team won their game:
Hello, Sam. As promised, I’m answering your email from yesterday. I have a very small window during my day when I can sit down to write to you with no distractions – I get home from work before my wife, and that’s usually the window I have. Once she gets home she’s the one who I focus on. I believe you can understand that.
Yes, you can call me Sir! Hahaha
I don’t know what it is, but I’m getting more comfortable with those words as each day goes by. Even the word “faggot” is getting more and more natural to use. I know it’s a big slur in English speaking countries, and we don’t actually have one in Portuguese that is as specifically used to designate someone like you and also can be seen as a slur. We have the word “viado” (a variation of “veado”, with an /e/, which translates to “deer”) but the gays have taken pride to this word. Also, living in Rio is a fun thing: we curse A LOT and “viado” is used almost like a comma in a sentence. I mean… It’s common to call your buddies “viado” instead of “hey, bro!” – I don’t know if that makes sense to you, it’s just how it is here. But when we put it in the diminutive form, adding the suffix “-inho”, THEN it’s considered derogatory. That’s the word I use with Felipe now. “Viadinho.”
I listened to your podcast in the car on my way home. Good job on following my orders regarding the approach. And yes, it’s a fun theme song. Lol
It’s funny that you said that I’m also teaching other faggots, because I’m learning a lot about all of this from you. I guess the power exchange is also an exchange of knowledge in a way. Because you said you often fail at being a good faggot, but, from my experience talking to you, you’re doing an amazing job. You make me feel comfortable talking about all of this, I’m learning a lot about myself with the things you say and Felipe has been a different person since the two of you started talking about my situation. Give yourself more credit! Sure, everybody fails sometimes, I know I do! But you’re a very good boy, Sam. (See? That’s another thing I learned from reading your articles)
As of Felipe… I saw it in his face he was grateful that I’m letting him back into my life again. At first I honestly thought it was over and I was upset with the thought of losing a friend that I came to know and love for the past two decades. We’ve been through A LOT and I didn’t want it to go to waste. That is what would have happened if it wasn’t for you telling me about hierarchy so humbly as you did. I figured there’s a way to keep him in my life, because when it’s all said and done, he’s a good person to have around. He’s trustful, loyal… Yeah, he can be a pain in the ass too, but so can I. Sure we’re not buddies anymore, the way I look at him took a 180° spin, but the trust and loyalty are still there. If anything I think it can become even stronger from now on. And that’s also because of you, Sam. And to be completely honest with you, I don’t feel mad at him anymore. I see it now the perspective of which he came from. Maybe I wasn’t mad AT HIM, necessarily; instead what drove me mad was not knowing this truth that I am now grasping… I can see that he acted on it having our best interest at heart, even if that meant he would have to sacrifice himself on the way. I can respect that.
Nice to know I didn’t go too crazy with my plans. Last night, after the game, I gave my jersey to Flavio for him to give it to Felipe to wash it, since he was going there to fuck him anyway. I told Flavio he could have his jersey washed by Felipe too. I went there to pick it up (plus the emergency key back) and I very calmly told him that the jerseys are a responsibility of his from now on. That’s he’s free to wash Flavio’s stuff too AS LONG AS his stuff is among mine, that Felipe shouldn’t expect me to give authorization to do laundry for him because I expect him to know what’s mine and what’s not. How is he going to differentiate the two of us, it’s not my problem. But I’m sure he’ll find a way. So the first permanent task is already officially established.
I also told him that since I’m not using him sexually, Flavio is free to use him however he pleases, no questions asked. He’s gonna be my tedious work “viadinho” and Flavio’s sexual one. The only restriction I’m putting at this, for now, is that Flavio should fuck him wearing a condom – at least until Felipe goes to a doctor to run all the tests to make sure he’s clean and start taking prep… Flavio should run a blood test too, but no prep. Then the condoms can go. I already told Flavio about that. He wasn’t very keen on this, but it’s better for the both of them. I know Felipe hasn’t fuck with anyone for months before Flavio and he’s probably clean, but Flavio fucks around a lot – with viadinhos and women – and he rarely wears protection. It’s just a safety issue, that’s all.
I don’t know much about chastity, Sam. I know what it is, though. Felipe used to have a device – he once told me about it, I thought it was just a kink, like a toy a lot of us use in the bedroom, so I shrugged and never thought about it again. I don’t know if he still has it. Why should I have him in chastity?
Good talking to you, faggot. You’re a very, VERY, good boy. I’m proud of you.
Do you see what I mean? Master Vinicius is now giving Master Flavio strict orders in order to protect his faggot from harm! Not only are those the defining characteristics of a Protector Alpha, but it also demonstrates Master Vinicius claiming Apex Alpha status over his Alpha brother! Already Master Vinicius is grabbing hold of his purpose with both hands!
But let me share with you one last message from this powerful Alpha that made my heart leap! After I responded to the message above, I wrote a lengthy email putting things in perspective for him.
And he wrote back:
Can I be brutality honest with you? Reading this got my cock hard. Specially this part:
“Master, it has been truly my privilege to serve you and offer help as you navigate this new world of power, glory, and Kingship. It was yours all along, but you simply didn’t know it. It has been such a smooth transition for you because you are a natural-born Alpha, and as you’re discovering, hierarchy is as naturally-fundamental as anything in a Man’s life. You were born to own faggots just as much as you were born to bed women, raise children, or rule the world. Many straight Men and some Alphas don’t believe it’s true until they try it … and everything clicks together. “
What the fuck just happened? That’s brand new territory for me Hahahaha
IMAGINE THAT!!! It’s MINDBLOWING and such a privilege to give Master Vinicius his first hierarchically-based erection!
That’s because hierarchy is the ultimate power play, and power makes Alphas horny!
This is only the beginning for Master Vinicius. Quite literally, there are no limits to his power, and nothing he can’t accomplish! He owns the world and everyone he sees on a daily basis. They are his for the taking. This is the kind of power that ordinary Men cannot know because they’re ill-informed and live inside the restrictions of a society that actively fights against hierarchy.
Don’t let society fool you: Men are not created equal.
The transformation of Master Vinicius is living proof that some Men are born to rule, and the rest are born to kneel and serve.
I proudly kneel beside my brother Felipe at the feet of Master Vinicius, Earth’s newest King!
Thank you for your honesty and trust, Master Vinicius!
