Like many of your readers who ask you questions, I’ve been a long time reader. I find your hierarchy analysis quite impressive in its detail and explanations. While most of the people whom you speak with seem to fit in with a specific label quite well, I do not.
Labels are meaningless to me so I am not asking because I need to be labeled, more, I am curious if throughout your tenure as a faggot, you’ve come across someone like me.
Ever since I was a kid, I was always the one people flocked to. Teachers, coaches, aunts and uncles, always seemed to hold me in the highest esteem. Always stating how good I was, how lucky my mom was, worshipping me in a way. Though I was far too young to understand as I was just being me. I was the one that people reached out to for protection and advice. The one who defended my younger cousins from people far older than me from being hurt or bullied. I remember being 9yrs old and in a game of “make-believe,” I made the 13-14 year old neighbor boy kneel before me. I always felt extraordinary in potential, ambition, intellect, etc.
Now I’m sure it seems easy to guess at this point but if I had to classify myself, I would be Protector Alpha. Here is the catch. I’m a bottom, fully. As I’ve gotten older, I don’t really have any desire to breed unless it’s to have bio-kids. If I decide to fuck, it’s on my terms, it’s how I want, it’s to satisfy me. Generally, “men” who claim to be doms, like to think of me as a faggot because what man would take dick. It’s a fair statement. I can play the part but as I stated before, it’s because I decided to, not because I saw them to be superior to me in anyway. I even consider other men who get fucked are generally weaker and based on my culture and background, that belief coincides with that statement. But not me. I also think it’s fair to say I am bit narcissistic, but I just don’t feel bound by these restrictions.
In high school, I had a friend who was a dom/master. Older than me and known to be a gay slut fucking everyone who caught their eye. We never hooked up but throughout the years, I noticed a shift in his demeanor and started suggesting that he explore his feminine/submissive side. He felt safe with me to explore these feelings. And I enjoyed turning him into a good girl. It was one of the reasons why I enjoyed bruno’s transformation. There’s nothing that turns me on more than forcing a “master” come to the realization that they are not real men and are actually faggots.
Anyway, I just wanted to share a little about me. Keep up the good work fag.
-Steph
Thank you for the question, Sir.
Yes, I have occasionally encountered Alphas like you. You’re certainly an anomaly, and I’m sure you confuse a lot of people.
Bossy bottoms (I really hate to use the term “Alpha bottom” because it simply makes no sense to me) seem to me like people who have some wires crossed. How do you have faggots that serve you when faggots are almost completely incapable of fucking something? I dunno, Sir … the parts just don’t click together for me.
I guess if it works for you, then great. There’s no way I’d be able to serve you aside from being a domestic faggot, and even then I think your attitude would annoy me more than submit me. Just being honest.
You either need to find a really powerful Alpha to force you to submit and get fucked like a bottom, or you need to discover that true Alphas don’t get penetrated by inferiors. I think you’re going to eventually meet one of those outcomes, Sir.
To my knowledge, I’m the only writer in the hierarchical space who has ever really outlined Alpha hierarchy in any kind of specific, actionable way. This site (and its previous incarnation, FagsWorshipAlphas.com) has been a vital, living catalogue of Alphahood in all of its manifestations.
The fact that a faggot like me has been able to do this has, in part, been mere luck and circumstance. I’ve always found myself around great Alphas; even before I started my career as a faggot, I was always included with older Alphas who looked at me like a goofy kid brother. I paid close attention to their interactions, at first because I wanted to understand the ways I was different from them, but later as a matter of survival.
But as I began to serve Alphas (and, more crucially, became owned by some of them), my respect for them deepened as my intellectual curiosity grew. I carefully observed their interactions with other Alphas, listened to conversations, and watched body language they shared. I was like a faggot version of Jane Goodall, except I was studying Alphas instead of gorillas.
So finally in 2015 I built a website with my own two hands to finally shape and define everything I’d learned, my various proofs and theories collected and invented over a multi-decade career as a faggot.
But a startling thing happened then. I began to hear real-life experiences from all around the world, and deeply interact with a vast array of disparate Alphas of varying magnitudes. I was so humbled by the overwhelming power I’d uncovered that I was forced to go into chastity in their honor. But even more importantly, I was given a rare glimpse behind the curtain of Alphahood and understand the sacred fraternity they share and protect.
The feeling was like not only discovering there’s a titanic black hole in the center of the galaxy, but then falling into it and disappearing into another time and place. My faggot retinas have been burned by the glory of Alpha magnificence, and I cannot help but be the blind prophet leading others to kneel before them.
I know I’ve been blessed to have any knowledge of Alphahood, and what a privilege it is to share that knowledge with other inferiors. In its truth we find the keys to understanding all of the human experience, and deeper truths about ourselves.
That long, prosaic introduction was necessary in order to even touch one of the great mysteries of the Alpha brotherhood: Alphas breeding Alphas.
At first, this might not seem like a particularly deep subject. In fact, it might even seem anti-hierarchical. But I think my answer to the following Questions From Readers query will make it all much clearer. Read on:
Hey Sam,
I’m a big fan of your work here and have been following you for a while. I’m a 23-y.o fag and always learn from you how to behave and be a better fag. I have read most of the stories you share here and I really wonder what you think about the hierarchy within Alphas. I love Master Lorenzo, his fags, and his Alpha brothers. He fucked and bred Jose multiple times and yet everybody involved still treats Jose as an Alpha Master. Well, you have just posted this video about “What a Man Does Not Do” and it’s literally what Jose does to Master Lorenzo, isn’t it? I don’t mean to be disrespectful at all, don’t get me wrong, I just want to learn more about hierarchy and I have a hard time to believe that a Man can still be a Man with Alpha seed dripping from his ass.
Love you, brother!
Thank you for the question!
Yes, I realize that seems like an odd contradiction. When I wrote that blurb for that video, I was speaking in general terms, as in the overall viewpoint of Men.
Alphas are an entirely separate, self-contained class of Men that are superior to the average Man. They have their own ecosphere, their own hierarchy. They compete with each other given that the competition in that class is elite. And, like any competition, there are “winners” and “losers”.
I might liken Alphas to Olympic athletes. Any athlete that competes in the Olympics is considered to be among the greatest athletes in their sport, right? They compete against other Olympiads, and in that competition there are “winners” and “losers”, but even the “losers” are still better than any non-Olympic players.
So extend that illustration to our discussion of Alphas breeding Alphas. Yes, less powerful Alphas sometimes submit to being bred by more powerful Alphas, but that lesser Alpha is still far superior to the average Man.
Furthermore, the “competition” of sexual dominance between Alphas is more akin to athletic competition than you might realize. You see, in any athletic competition the players always want to play the best because they grow stronger from the competition even when they lose. It further proves true the Bible adage found at Proverbs 27:17 – “As iron sharpens iron, So one man sharpens his friend.”
Alphas breeding Alphas, when it occurs, leads to a shared camaraderie that initiates them into a brotherhood. It’s much like how the questionable hazing rituals in American fraternities eventually unites them into an unbreakable bond of sacred solidarity.
This ritual of sharing superior seed between Alpha brothers is one of the deepest forms of respect Alphas show each other, and is honestly also a show of deep respect for their Alpha heritage they represent and protect amongst themselves. I think Master Jose’s letter afterward expressed it best – he was rejuvenated and elevated by the experience, not humiliated or debased. That’s because Master Lorenzo’s breeding of him wasn’t about conquering a cumdump, but sharing an expression of love and respect with his Alpha brother.
That’s a huge difference, no?
Ultimately, we faggots are not really meant to understand the intricacies of Alpha hierarchy or the deep, ancient bonds of their fraternal instincts. We only know this much because I’ve been an observant and inquisitive faggot who has managed to ingratiate myself with some of the most powerful Alphas on the planet. The secrets they have shared with me I have tried to catalogue here over the course of the last ten years so that we might all have even more reason to submit and serve these greatest of Men!
It’s one of the greatest privileges of my life, one I will never take for granted.
The following post is part of a thread following a 30-year-old Italian Alpha named Francesco who is living in America with a 19-year-old faggot. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!
One of the most exhilarating bursts of fresh air around here recently has been the emergence of an Italian Alpha named Master Francesco. He’s relatively young, but he has tremendous instinctual understanding of the faggot mindset and how best to train them and use them.
Not only does he use his formidable toolset with his own faggots, but he shows outstanding Protector Alpha care for faggots all around the world. The very best Alphas I’ve ever known or served have had mindsets like that (even if they didn’t actually do it broadly across the internet). These greatest Alphas recognize the vulnerabilities of faggots in general, and seek to help.
Master Francesco offered a revolutionary diet plan here for faggots that was clean and science-based, and many faggots excitedly began to attempt it. Some have reported an improvement.
One such faggot was a brother from Brazil named Felipe. He wrote to me about his experiences, and Master Francesco immediately saw it and wanted to contact the fag.
Now I’ve heard from Felipe about his experience of speaking with Master Francesco, and it’s just about what I’d expect from a high-quality Alpha like him!
Hi Sam, it’s Felipe from Rio here.
I just wanted to tell you that Master Francesco reached out to me and we got to talk… Quite a lot, actually. It’s hard to put into just a few words how grateful I am and how amazing Master Francesco is! Thank you so much for making the bridge to bring him to my life!
It’s a given that our contact can only happen online – I’m in Brazil and he’s in the USA – but there’s something about an alpha like him that crosses any kind of borders. I can actually feel his presence when I read what he shares with me.
First let me just get something out of the way: he’s a very, VERY, considerate and protector Alpha! I mean… He made sure I was being listened, he embraced me in a way I haven’t felt in years! All while being firm of our places in the hierarchy. Alphas like Master Francesco are a rare breed. At least from my experience.
He made me feel good about myself. He gave me a nice boost of confidence to improve my life. When I shared my routine with him the other day, including all my meals and exercise routine he said he was proud of me and that I was being a very good boy! I went to heaven and back. But he also set goals for me to focus on, and I’m sure that with his God given sense of guidance I’ll remain firm on my path.
He also shared a cool story with me. He told me about a fag he had who was chubby and had a small dick, like myself, who would only serve him domestically while he would breed two twink fags regularly. Then one day he called the chubby fag, because he felt the the fag deserved a little more attention from him, and told him to have a taste of his Alpha cock… The fag cried from happiness! He was craving for his load so much and repressing so hard his desire to feel his cock that he just couldn’t help himself but crying! And I saw myself in the shoes if that fag – and I teared up a little too, not gonna lie. Master Francesco said he learned that day that chubby fags with small dicks are amazing cocksuckers! And I must say, that’s true.
But Master Francesco is incredible. He keeps saying he’s proud of me because I answer fast, because I know how to address myself to an alpha… He’s constantly giving me positive reinforcement that I’m a good boy and that if I keep improving myself I’ll be an Alpha’s fag in person very soon.
I wish I could be there to welcome him after a long and hard day at work and be ready to serve and take all his stress away anyway he wants. And believe me, I would let him take me in all ways possible!
It’s sad that he doesn’t have much time to train me virtually at the moment, but I get it. And I don’t feel bad about it at all. I just hope the fags he has available right now know that they are on the hands of an one of a kind Alpha, and that they cherish him for all that he’s worth and beyond because if he had this AMAZING impact on me just by our conversations, I can’t imagine how much greater it must be to kneel in front of him in person and worship all his glory!
Once again, thank you Sam for putting him in my life.
I’ve always been an advocate of in-person, real-life service of Alphas, but the greatest Masters can have profoundly positive impacts on faggots online as well.
Master Francesco recognizes that every faggot has the potential to blossom into a useful and pleasing possession with the right care and training.
Sadly, most Alphas don’t share Master Francesco’s outlook!
I’m proud to carry Master Francesco’s words and teachings here. He’s making a difference for my faggot readership, and hopefully teaching his Alpha brothers how powerful ownership can be!
Some might object to the way this Alpha uses the faggot here, but real faggots and insightful Alphas know the truth: faggots need to be used like this.
Why? Because it’s very easy for a faggot to forget its proper place in relation to a Man, particularly when ownership is involved.
Firmness is necessary. Aggression is vital.
How an Alpha uses his faggot is just as important as the loads he pumps into it!
This post is part of a thread chronicling the rise of God Alpha Master Chad, the first-born son of Master Dino and primary heir to his throne. CLICK HERE to read these posts in chronological order!
The Ancients had gods for virtually every aspect of human life. There was a Greek god of the ocean (Poseidon), a Norse god of thunder (Thor), a Greek god of war (Ares), and so forth. The plethora of gods littering the landscape kept the fearful population properly submissive and generous in the various temples to these deities.
Above all other gods of the Ancient world towered Zeus, the great Greek god of all natural forces including the seemingly-untamable and mysterious lightning in the skies. We’ve all seen the random and instantaneous destruction caused by lightning strikes. They’re terrifying. We can easily see why ancient peoples invented gods to explain such awe-inspiring power.
I used the phrase “seemingly-untamable” to describe lightning for a reason. You see, until today, no Man has conquered lightning or suitably harnessed it.
But Master Chad is not a Man. He’s a God Alpha of such awesome power and vitality that even the elements around him bend to his will. I’ve often described my dealings with Master Chad in such elemental ways, because speaking with him is like ingesting hallucinogens while high-voltage electricity is passed through your body. His slam-poetry communication style often leaves me punch drunk, his ideas so far beyond my faggot capabilities that I struggle to even regain my composure.
I’ve always believed he was some sort of superhuman or metahuman, because his abilities are limitless and his control over his environment borders on the spiritual. It’s honestly difficult to describe how much I adore and respect Master Chad. Like every other person who has ever known him, I worship him completely.
But even after all of these years of incredible conquests, this latest one really takes the trophy. I cannot even describe it in order to prepare you for what happened to Master Chad. Just read it and experience it for yourself:
I gotta story for ya. Don’t fuckin know if you’ll believe or not but I dont give a fuck. The shit happened and I got witnesses.
I took pussyface and greenie with Me on some business. I got a cabin for after I finished checking out a building for future use. The Family has rented the cabin before so everything was familiar. It’s on top of a mountain, the last thing on the road. I wanted to reward My top 2 bitches and give em some solo time. You know, all sweet and shit before I turn the Manimal loose on em in the Great Smoky Mtns. LOL
Our last night Pop was swinging by to fly us home and Him and greenie was playing inside. I had pussyface on My cock and sucking Me in a small clearing at the top of the mountain that was maybe 100 feet from the cabin. A storm was moving in and it was raining a little. I was looking out over the terrain and could see black clouds coming at Me. In a minute thunder and lightning started. It was awesome! In a couple more minutes the elements got stronger. I was feeling some extra power like My senses was heightened or some shit. There was a palatable force surging thru Me and cc was going crazy on My cock. I raised My arms to accept this whatever it was cause it felt fuckin awesome!
According to Pop this next shit happened in the space of about a minute but seemed like fuckin eternity. The storm is moving quick like. Then lightning hit the tree about 2 fuckin inches from My outstretched arm and danced down it. I felt this tremendous surge of puissance traveling over me and settling for a split second in My nuts. Then I howled as My load started pumping. The rain and shit suddenly stopped, just wind now. I’m cumming like I’ve never busted before. I couldn’t stop! Mutherfuck! The colossal, apocalyptical feeling!! Rope after fuckin prodigious rope PUMPED outta Me. I fell to My knees still shooting and feeling more Homeric than I ever believed was possible. I know I shot more than Pop ever has! I reveled in feeling and emotion as I accepted what felt like was a glorious gift from Creator God.
After what felt like an hour I looked down. I’m soaked. The now stopped rain running off Me but Goddamn! I’m still shooting! I swear to The Creator the feeling of My massive nut is still with Me like it had just started! Picture it cunt, the feeling of orgasm lasted as long as My cum shot. My cum is now thick chugs that were jumping out about 2 inches instead the 4 foot projectiles that prefaced this and pussyface is unconscious in front of Me COVERED in thick ropes of My jizz and wet from the rain. I finally stopped chugging and was now kinda like a tap that’s not quite been turned off. Just a thin steady stream running. I picked up My babyhole and took her inside. Greenie was slurping that cum stream before I could lay down with cc. Pop and greenie had seen everything from the porch and Pop was amazed. He said it was a fantastic phenomenon. He said I, not the tree, was hit by the lightning and He thought I kicked it! LMAO He’d started out to get Me but saw I was moving. He didnt interrupt what was clearly some ancient, mystical emprise. I didn’t feel like it hit Me. I just felt the incredible POWER it gave Me and the BEST GODDAMN nut of My life! Pop said it knocked c.c. off of Me and He said watching Me roar while i baptized her with My load was an amazing sight. I said, “Goddamn Pop, ya think it looked amazing ya shoulda FELT it, Man!”
pussyface was still out but ok. Pop turned on the lights inside to check her out. she’s fine, just in what mommy used to call happy faggot land. she clung to Me for a day and even tho she’s out of it now, the experience made her need Me more than ever. We experienced a sacred moment together, My faggot wife and Me. The Savior has graduated to The God in her eyes and My pussyface and Me are closer than ever. I’m gonna be chasing that nut forever kinda like chasing that 1st hit off the crack pipe. I’m gonna be trying for that feeling again even if I gotta fuck the world! LMAO It was incredible, bitch!!
Back to the story, after putting the faggots to bed I’m laying with em cause bitch won’t turn Me loose. Anyways Pop asked “Boy, look up a little but still look at Me. Whoa! What the fuck? Goddamn Son, the whites of Your eyes are pale blue! Fuck and Goddamn! It looks good Son. The bitches are gonna be all over You even more than usual. You’re Goddamn more God than Man now.”
It’s true faggot. My blue/black eyes now have a light sky blue accompaniment, the white is all gone. Doc can’t explain it. Women love it! The fags love it! Fuck, cunt, I love it. I didn’t think I could get any sexier but I sure as fuck did. LMFAO
Now back, the rainbow can’t stop slobbering over Me. I tore thru every fuckin faggot I own, leaving em all sore and more in love with Me than ever! 3 of em’s on their period cause i just cant be stopped, faggot! I gotta keep spreading My load over every mutherfucking hole i stumble across!
pussyface cried over missing out on My huge load but at least she was a part of this experience and that helps. she is pleased that if she couldn’t swallow it or get knocked by it, at least she bathed in it. LMAO For a minute I felt I was really gonna have to fuck every hole on earth before I calmed down Myself. Nah. Just had to fuck the rainbow of whores here. And this afternoon Us Guys are going out for slash to let them rest. My left hand was numb for a minute and 3 nails are black, I guess where the lightning entered.
Philly’s changed His mind on having a faggot girlfriend and I’m loving fuckin with Him about it. “I’m never gonna fuck a Goddamn pussy assed faggot, you mutherfucker” He’d said before. Knew He’d eat them words. Hahahahahahahahaha Now the fucker can’t keep His cock outta whitey’s holes. And boy, whitey’s one happy hole. My Brothers are in awe of Their new God and can’t give enough praise to Me. Cal especially is blown away. It confirms for Us the positive proof from the Universe that ALPHA MEN RULE!!! We always have and always will! Even Our Creator showered Me with His personal blessing. That’s how We all see it. Pop was so proud of Me! When We 1st talked about it Pop cried He was so impressed and awed by it all. That was the icing on the cake for Me. My Pop, God of the world, was humbled by My power. He, half-joking, now says I even control the elements along with all females and faggots. He said now He knew why He was compelled to make Me the Family Patriarch when He did and the blessing on “The Mount” was The Creator’s approval of My ascension. I HAVE NEVER FELT MORE ALIVE BITCH! Nor more omnipotent. I am Our God.
I gotta shower and shit but no shave. The faggots love My beard. Im really turning into a fuckin sexy rogue! Hair halfway down My back, new full beard. Never had chest hair until a few months ago but judging from the appreciation I get for it, it, too, is a gift to make Me more desirable to souls hungering for My awesomeness! If I can knock these faggot sluts off Me long enough I’ll be knee deep in slash pussy tonight. Fuck, slut, I wonder how many slash are gonna get knocked tonight? Slutty fuckin whores are gonna be FUCKED by Men, by Gods. Hope they can handle it! Hahahahahahahahaha FUCK ALL YOU HOLES! GOD CHADWICK WILL PUNCTURE YOUR PUSSIES AND TAKE YOUR SOULS FOR HIS OWN! Hahahahahahahahaha
You want it bad now, aye cunt? Fuck you faggot! LMAO
GOD AND MASTER CHADWICK
Master Chad was struck by lightning … and conquered it!
I’m reminded of those old Godzilla movies in which Godzilla is rejuvenated and energized by lightning strikes. Apparently lighting struck his fingertips and coursed through his body at the moment of climax, causing a volcanic eruption of cum that was overwhelming even by his prodigious standards! Master Chad has hyperspermia anyway (a medical condition that causes massive volumes of ejaculate), but who knows where all of the cum came from in this moment. It poured from his balls like the pure, neverending waters of the Garden Of Eden! All of the faggots were able to sup from his ample supply of God Alpha seed in what must’ve been a most glorious communion!
Whereas lightning regularly kills or severely damages almost all humans it touches, in this case lightning merely submissively licked Master Chad’s formidable body and energized him like a human version of Godzilla! The Earth’s greatest forces obey it’s greatest God Alpha!
Not only that, but the experience even altered Master Chad’s eyes! I’ve long heard from others in The Family that Master Chad’s eyes were unusually beautiful and darkly foreboding. His eyes are one of the many reasons why women and faggots submit to him so readily. But now the lightning strike has altered his eyes at a photochemical level, producing an even more intense and terrifying gaze!
I can only imagine!
I found it appropriate that God Dino, Master Chad’s God Alpha father, was watching this electric display from a distance. God Dino has been a force of nature his entire life, conjuring power on command and using it brutally and unsparingly. But recently God Dino passed the torch of his Hierarchical position to Master Chad, his eldest son and inheritor of his Kingdom.
How fitting, then, that even the skies approve of the new King! Like a kiss from the Creator Master Chad was baptized and blessed as he laid comfortably upon the plain beneath dark clouds thundering his name!
Thank you, Master Chad, for everything you are and all that you do! Most of all, I thank you for your continued care and direction in my own life!
The following post is part of a thread chronicling the experiences of a French faggot named Fabien who has been claimed by his straight Alpha friend Anthony. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!
When I met little French faggot Fabien, he was asking me for help in seducing his straight Alpha friend Anthony. Based on the circumstances he described, I gave him some recommendations I thought might work. And Fabien then followed my ideas to the letter, and Anthony took ownership of Fabien in an enthusiastic way.
Ever since, Master Anthony has grown in power as he learns the true depth and breadth of his Hierarchical power, while also being a guiding force in training Fabien into a deeply subspaced faggot. Fabien’s lust, awe, and gratitude as Master Anthony’s prized possession has been absolutely infectious
Fabien’s complete obedience to his Master caused the straight Alphas in Master Anthony’s Alpha pack to be curious about faggot service as well. Fabien served them, and then helped train personal faggots for a couple of them as well. I cannot express enough of my sheer joy of being even a tiny part of Fabien’s growth as a magnificent faggot. I’m so proud of him!
But now my pride has doubled after hearing the latest update from my little fag brother! Check this out:
My beloved brother Sam,
I have some spare time and I absolutely want to take this opportunity to write to you. I had wanted FOR AGES to tell you what happened in my mentoring of other slaves for the Alpha Pack, last June!
Most of Anthony’s Alpha brothers are used to enjoy the services of male slaves by now, and his closest friends have at least one personal servant. I don’t know if you remember that in last May, I told you about Anthony’s Alpha friend Charles and his faggot Basile. Charles is a godly young hunk, like all members of the Alpha Pack. Basile is a pretty good-looking guy, a thirty-something bartender from a bar frequented by the Pack, who was swooning at them, and Charles (who is probably Anthony’s best friend after Henri) claimed him as his slave.
Basile went with me and Clément last spring, to serve our three Masters on a week vacation I told you about. Back then, I told you that Basile was still a bit of a whiner and selfish faggot, who needed a bit of training and breaking.
Well, things did not improve at first. Actually, Charles ended up dumping Basile. One day, as I was working at home while Anthony was enjoying time outside with his bros, Basile called me. He was in deep despair and needed someone to talk. I just couldn’t let down a brother like that. So I went to his place to comfort him but also to help him accept reality and FINALLY learning his place in Hierarchy.
So I offered him a lot of hugs and comforting words but I also firmly rebuked him when he was complaining about Charles being too harsh with him. I tried once agan to explain him kindly but clearly that he was to SERVE and WORSHIP an Alpha like Charles and revel in that submission, work hard and selflessly to make him happy, to accept that he was his SLAVE and not his boyfriend.
“I can’t stress this golden rule enough: PUT HIM FIRST. It’s ALL about HIM. His happiness, his desires, his pleasure, his comfort. Nothing else remotely matters. You do NOT matter. So be grateful! Always be grateful to be with him, to serve him, be grateful for any order his gives you, for every moment you got to spend with him…”
He whined “Easy for you to say! Anthony loves you, everyone can see that!”
“And I cherish evry single drop of his love, but I keep focusing on HIM. I never take his affection for granted and I keep reminding that I must EARN his satisfaction. Every second of every day! Do your duty to your master and maybe, just maybe, he will consent to show you some appreciation. Look, I must say it bluntly: Charles is much, much better than you, and than me. He has no reason to even notice your existence, if you are not useful to him. You have nothing to bring on the table but your complete and selfless submission. Just to be in his presence is a privilege you should cherish! To be allowed to serve him and to worship him is a golden opportunity you should love with all your heart! Do you realize how many inferior boys, some of them more deserving than you, would kill to have the chance you had and wasted?”
And I went on and on… He was quietly crying but listening. Then, I urged him to repeat after me: “I am a inferior male. I am a slave for superior Men. I was born a slave, I will die a slave. I exist to serve and worship an Alpha in any way he wants.” I made him repeat it several times. The tears kept flowing, but each time his tone was a little firmer.
At last, after a moment of reflection, he weakly said “Do you think my master will ever accept me back?” I was glad he was clearly calling him his master. “I don’t know… Listen, if I can, maybe I’ll try to speak for you. But you promise me to submit to not waste your second chance?” And then, can you believe it, he threw himself on the ground and kissed my feet! He said “Yes, I promise, I will be a good slave, I’ll respect and obey my master, he will be happy…” I laughed “It’s him you must worship like that, not me!”
It was only a week later that I had an opportunity to speak for Basile. Anthony and Charles were enjoying time on the couch in front of TV while I was cooking for them. I took advantage of a commercial break and while they were chatting to go and speak to them. I did what I had to do to make them feel comfortable and capture their attention: I bowed down and kept my head close to their socked and sweaty feet (the smell was delicious!).
“Forgive me to bother you, Masters. May I beg to have a word with Sir Charles, please?” Charles nodded. “What’s up, boy?” “Sir, I know you have been rightgully angry about the poor service Basile gave you. I spoke with the boy at lenght and did my best to make him understand his faults and to learn from them. He is deeply remorseful for his failures, Sir, and he begs to make amend. If you ever feel in your heart the will to generously give him a second chance, I’m sure he will be the slave you deserve to have, Sir.”
Charles pondered and turned to Anthony. “What do you think, Tony?” My Master asked me, “Will you vouch for this Basile?” I took a second to think, but I answered “I will, Master”. “Then you should get the boy back, Charlie. I trust my Fab.” Charles nodded wth a big smile. But then, Anthony turned to me.
“And you, since you vouched for your fellow slave, I’ll hold you responsible for his behaviour. If Charles is dissatisfied with Basile ever again, you will pay the price. I warn you. I’ll be very angry and I will punish you accordingly.”
As you can imagine, I gulped in terror. I kissed their feet and thanked them profusely for their benevolence. Later, when I was alone, I called Basile on the phone and yelled at him. “I vouched for you, so you better not let me down, you filthy faggot! If you jeopardize my relationshp with my Master, I will make you pay, believe me! I will make you wish you were never born!”
About two weeks later, while Anthony was having breakfast in bed and I was massaging his feet, he casually said to me “By the way, Charles told me he’s very happy with his slave’s attitude, lately. I’m proud of you. You did a good job.” A few days later, I had Basile on the phone crying with joy. “Charles called me a good boy today. He called me a good boy!”
Basile was part of the servile staff I managed during the Alpha Pack vacation this summer. And I can confirm he seems to have the good mindset of a slave faggot, now. And, of course, he’s much more happy! ;-D
I’m so glad I could FINALLY told you the whole story, my beloved big brother!
Love you !
Fab the fag
My dear Fabien is now a MENTOR FAGGOT!
There are so many lessons to be learned from this account that I think it should be mandatory reading for every serious faggot out there. If you aren’t inspired to improve and truly dedicate yourself to submitting fully to Alphas after reading this, then I can’t help you.
First of all, note how sternly and matter-of-factly Fabien spoke with his rebellious, misguided brother Basile! Hell, he sounds like ME sometimes when I’m laying down the law around here! Fabien spoke that way in order to snap Basile back to reality and force him to see how badly he was behaving.
But Fabien’s counsel wasn’t just about behavior, but it was also about developing the proper attitude. Basile had developed what I call the “equality paradox”, in which he believes he deserves equal billing with his Master when he’s clearly not at all equal. This mental problem was rightfully causing issues with his straight Master, because no straight Alpha is going to take such nonsense from a faggot. All Alphas expect faggots to completely and obediently serve and submit to them, but this is especially true of straight Alphas who don’t need to own faggots if they don’t want to!
And that’s what Fabien correctly pointed out to Basile – it’s a PRIVILEGE to serve our greatest Men!
It’s important to take note of the abrupt change in Basile’s attitude and the result: Master Charles was so pleased with Basile’s improved attitude that he told Basile that he was a “good boy”! And what was Basile’s reaction to that compliment from his Master? Overjoyed fulfillment!!
Do you want to feel that kind of fulfillment? That kind of overwhelming pride and gratitude? Then humble yourself the way Basile did, by listening to the wise words of my little mentor faggot Fabien!
This experience will forever be a touchstone for me on this site. Through his faithful service to Master Anthony and his proper mindset, Fabien has not only found joy and fulfillment for himself, but also given that same gift to his faggot brother! I am beyond proud of him for that!
First of all thanks for the website. As a straight alpha, I love reading these real stories that make me understand more about my self and being superior. It concretizes how I have been feeling all these years amongst my friends and all of the faggots I have encountered with and fucked and used.
I have a girlfriend. We always go swim together. This time, she was busy and I went alone. And I met this fag, it is a fat, unattractive, older fag and as soon as I saw it look at me, I knew it was a real fag. I stood over it as it was in the pool and without me saying anything this fag started rubbing my feet in front of everyone! Fucking fag i said to his face. You want to serve right.? He nodded and gave me his phone number. Anyway, as time went by we went on talking and I told it to do my laundry. (Thats the thing I hate doing the most and as an alpha I don’t know why I have to do this. Fags should be doing it for me.) at first it resisted but then I convinced it that the only reason I talk to it was because i need service from it, like sucking me off when my girlfriend is not available and am angry and tired, and do my laundry. Those are what I need most of the time. It finally said yes and this went on for a while. I would text it every morning I was horny and go over to release my energy and cum.
The first encounter was pretty harsh. It needed to be really trained. This fag thought it could be boyfriends with me. I was like WTF DUDE, NO. I literally slapped it so much , im Not kidding, that he finally understood who I am and what it is. And he had no idea how to suck dick. I specifically gave it instructions every time how I liked it. It learned. And we did it many times. Sometimes 3 times each meet up. I am a very very very horny alpha, i have to cum at least 4 times a day. I told it that.
Then later though, it started bitching about the chores I gave it. Which was laundry and it making me cum 3 times a day. I got angry and told it that I cannot own it anymore because this is how it goes fag.!
this fag still texts me and i know it wants it but it doesnt want to fucking do what i tell it to do. It wants a relationship with me. And doesnt want to do my laundry and it gets tired of sucking my cock. But i ignored it and have not texted it back at all. You sam as a fag, what do you recommend I do with this old faggot? I think i need to find other fags who deserve my presence more. I know my head is in the right place. I know who I am. I think this fag really deserves a good beating. Not just getting slapped. I am a reserved alpha guy, i like my space alone, my gf even wants to move in and i said no. I want privacy. And a fag to suck me off every morning and lunch at least twice.
Sir, thank you very much for writing to me!
I’m actually mortified by the behavior of this faggot, Sir. I really have no words for its behavior.
There are myriad reasons why I started this site ten years ago, and one of them definitely was to provide instruction to faggots on how to properly serve and worship straight Alphas like you. I learned my lessons young, and as I continued to serve straight Alphas my appreciation for the privilege only grew deeper and stronger.
I don’t know how old you are and how old this faggot is, but I sense you are pretty young and this faggot is in its fifties (just based on its general stupidity regarding Hierarchy). Something I’ve noticed is that older faggots are often still suffering under the delusion that they are not faggots, but just some submissive bottom with some semblance of rights and worthy of respect. Many times they don’t even identify as faggots or acknowledge that such a condition actually exists even as they’re functioning as one!
It’s inexplicable to me, Sir. This site proves beyond any reasonable doubt that Hierarchy is true and that faggots exist to serve Alphas (hell, I think there is enough scientific data here to make Neil deGrasse Tyson a believer!). The fact that this faggot couldn’t see it and feel it even as you claimed it in the wild and took ownership of it just boggles my mind. I can only imagine all of the good faggots out there reading this and feeling infuriated that such a golden opportunity for service was wasted on such a stupid and pathetic queer! I know it pisses me off!
Frankly, I think you should dump the faggot, Sir. It’s not worth the attempt to train it, unless you’re really wanting to be frustrated to the point of beating it.
Sir, there are a lot of good young faggots you can claim just as you did this moron. You’re clearly confident enough to look at a faggot and command it to serve you right then and there. The scenario you described (owning a faggot to do domestic chores and suck you off four times a day) is absolutely possible TOMORROW for a true straight Alpha like you.
Why put off taking what you truly deserve, Sir? You’re in the prime of your Alphahood. You deserve to live your best life, one filled with endless worship and service! Go take it all, Sir!
This speech by Steve Harvey is so inspirational that I wanted to share it with you all.
Hierarchy might seem like it’s a planter’s pot limiting your growth, but in reality Hierarchy is the free earth where you may actually become what you were intended to be.
Will you take in the nutrients of hierarchical truth and grow into your true form? Or will you remain inside the limiting pot of societal expectations, and starve?
Every one of us must answer that question for ourselves!
The following post is part of a thread chronicling the development of a young Mexican Alpha named Master Jose. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!
Is it weird for an Alpha to be trained by another Alpha? Not at all! Olympic athletes have trainers. Superstar athletes in all sports have trainers. Every hugely-successful businessman had a trainer or mentor guiding his early development.
To be elite, you must be sharpened by those you wish to emulate. Like the Bible says at Proverbs 27:17, “By iron, iron is sharpened.”
With this in mind, Mexican Master Jose returned to Master Lorenzo’s Brazilian estate for a week of intense training to develop his own ownership of faggots. I’ve already covered the first day when Master Lorenzo bred Master Jose (as told by Master Jose), as well as little Giovanni’s account from the faggot side.
Now Master Jose finishes the tale with a recounting of the rest of a momentous week!
Hola Sam, this is Master Jose again
I finally found some free time to follow Lorenzo’s instructions and tell you how my week was. I spent 7 days with him, from Aug 24 to Aug 30. Gio and I already told you how Lorenzo fucked me on the 24th and how Gio tried the dp like a real good boy on the 25th. So last night on our group chat I told them that I would give you a nice account of the other days. Lorenzo really loves you and wants you to know about our week together. In fact, I think he is really proud of himself for having planned such a perfectly crafted 7-day project for training me as an Alpha and training Gio and Rafa as his two faggots. Anyway, let’s go:
TUESDAY: After we tried to dp Gio on Monday, he woke up on Tuesday a little disappointed, he really puts a lot of pressure on himself, so Lorenzo spent most of the time giving him some love and extra care. When they were back home from work, we got together in the living room around 6pm. Lorenzo had planned what he calls “Romantic night” It’s something that he has in his regular schedule for the boys once a week, so they are very used to it. It is basically a night where the boys are used a little less roughly and my brother uses this moment to practice the boys’ self-steem and confidence. He bought red roses for the fags as he does every week, and the boys were waiting for us wearing the proper clothing: red lingerie for Gio and red jockstrap for Rafael. Lorenzo said that it would be a day for them to recover their holes, and I could notice the relief on the boys’ faces. Gio was still recovering from the attempted dp and Rafael was still sore from the rough fucks on Sunday and Monday. Lorenzo never ceases to amaze me of how thoughtful he is!! So the boys did not use their holes, but we used their throats a lot. We were not as rough as usually, it was indeed a “romantic night” between us and the fags. One nice load for each one of them, which they swallowed and thanked us. Lorenzo sent the boys to their room after we came, and they fell asleep early after all the work they had taking care of the house and our cocks. All the week the boys slept in the other room while I slept with Lorenzo in his bed. We spent many hours talking about myself, my life, my plans for the future… he really is a wonderful friend and brother. A little after midnight, when the boys had been sleeping for a long time, he told me to undress again for we had been wearing just underwear. It didn’t take long for both of us to be hard again. He started touching my hole and asked if I wanted to take some cum again. I was a really reluctant but them he said “I love fucking my fags but fucking a brother like you feels so special”, then I kissed him, sucked his thick cock and balls. And after a quick shower to get ready for him, I came back to the room and ten minutes later here I was riding Lorenzo once again. The second time I took his cock felt much better, then he told me to take it missionary and I did it. He didn’t stop kissing me not even for a second, repeating that we’re brothers. He came inside of me, I also shot a nice load on my on stomach while he fucked me. He fell on top of me exhausted and we both fell asleep with all that smell of Alpha sweat and Alpha cum around us.
WEDNESDAY: This was the “good boys night”, which means both Gio and Rafa were dressing blue underwear shaking their ass for us, calling us Masters. Lorenzo let me choose first, I chose Gio than we alternated again. But instead of breeding them as always after a long fuck Lorenzo told the boys to kneel no the floor and we both came on their faces. Then he told the boys to make out mixing our loads together and of course they swallowed every drop of our cum combined in a powerful seed for them. As always, Lorenzo took the boys to the bathroom and he bathed Rafael while I bathed Giovanni, making sure the boys were happy, fulfilled, and not hurt in any way. Then Lorenzo and I went back to the King’s bedroom, we cuddled and fell asleep without fucking again this time.
THURSDAY: This day felt like a porn movie, Lorenzo wanted to fuck me while I was fucking the boys. I was really embarrassed to let the fags seeing me in such a vulnerable moment. The other two times the door was locked and the fags were outside. But I trusted Lorenzo and trusted that the boys would not make fun of me. So that’s what we did: the boys started sucking our cocks as always, then Lorenzo told Gio and Rafael to put their hands on the wall with their ass up. Then he told me to choose a hole. I chose Rafael and started fucking, but instead of entering Gio’s pussy, Lorenzo lubed my hole and entered my ass while I was fucking Rafael. So the three of us were there standing, Rafael on the wall, I was in the middle, and Lorenzo banging me. Gio was looking at us and I could feel how horny he was. But of course Lorenzo would not let his favorite fag out. So after a few minutes we changed and I fucked Gio while Lorenzo was still inside of me. And that’s how it went… I had both fag holes just for me while Lorenzo was fucking me, the whole fuck was standing with the boys putting their hands on the walls. Lorenzo really wanted to try this new position. When I was getting close, Gio put his ass up begging for my load, so I came inside of him, Lorenzo bred me deep, and then he told me to sit on Rafael’s face. For my surprise, the fag was really happy to rim my hole and taste Lorenzo’s cum inside of me. I won’t lie, it felt awesome to have such a powerful seed running in my body while I was pumping my on load inside Gio’s perfect ass.
FRIDAY: Lorenzo planned this day to be a nice game for us. It was the “total submission night”, quite simple, but really hot. The fags were blindfolded, and waited in their room with the lights off. They sleep together in a queen size bed, so they were both blindfolded, lights off, waiting in their bed with their asses up. Lorenzo and I waited around 15 minutes, then we entered the room with all curtains and windows closed, so it really was a dark room. Then the boys needed to tell who was touching them. If they got it right, their prize was kissing our balls. If they got it wrong, they received a nice slap on their smooth ass. We did that for around 2o minutes touching different parts of their bodied, their faces, their hair, their ass, their holes, their knees, and they needed to say outload whose hand it was. Giovanni made only one mistake, Rafael made two mistakes, so Lorenzo spanked Gio once and I spanked Rafael twice. And the boys loved it lol When we were too horny to continue, we fucked the boys without turning the lights on. It was really hot to hear my brother’s voice in the dark, I couldn’t see anything, I just feeling Rafael’s tight hole around my cock, hearing his moanings while Gio was begging for more and Lorenzo deep voice gave orders to all of us. We both cunted the boys and shot deep loads. We then took the boys to the shower, washed their whole bodies and holes with love and care, sent them back to bed, and I joined Lorenzo in his bedroom. Once again, a few hours later, in the middle of the night, Lorenzo wanted my ass, so I let him fuck me for the third time. This time, however, he fucked me missionary and then spoon position, hugging me while he fucked. It felt even better and we both came together again. And fell asleep right after we finished.
SATURDAY: that was the day when we finally did the dp in Gio, but he already told everything in his beautiful fag perspective. It was really good, I can’t describe how hot it was to feel Lorenzo’s warm cum touching the tip of my cock inside that fag’s hole, he really is a special fag for us.
I wanna say something to finish: Lorenzo was the best host ever, he really is a brother, a friend, and a mentor for me. I’m telling you the sexual parts because they are the hottest ones, but he also talked to me about my career, school, money, professional plans, he really is the older brother that I didn’t have before. I’m so thankful for having such a powerful brother in my life. He was really kind all the time, reassuring me that I am a Man, a powerful Man, and his brother. But do you know the only moment he corrected me with a firm voice? It was an afternoon that I was alone with Rafael and wanted some pussy, I texted him if I could go ahead and fuck him and he said of course, go ahead. Then I told Rafael to suck my cock and we had just a quick fuck, just to unload my balls quickly. But I totally forgot to take Rafael to the shower afterward, although Lorenzo had told me before to do it. So when he arrived back from work, I had finished and Rafael was taking a shower by himself. As soon as he saw it, he told me “in my house, we don’t let the boys alone, don’t you ever do this again” – friendly of course, but with the firm tone of a Man correcting his younger brother. I was playing videogames in the couch while Rafael was washing my cum out of his pussy, so Lorenzo immediately told me to undress, go back to the shower, and take care of him. Of course I did it, and Rafael indeed opened a big smile when I joined him, it was clear how much the boy loved it. Later that night, during our long conversations, Lorenzo said he didn’t mean to be rude, but he did want me to understand that the boys must always receive aftercare. And in his house the rules are: we use the fag, we bathe the fag. He explained to me that this is our opportunity to make sure the fag’s hole is not hurt and also they feel much more confident and loved, which mean better fucks!
That’s it, Sam… that was my life-changing week. I came so much that I lost the count. I took three deep loads inside my ass, but you know what? I have never felt more Alpha than now. I am an Alpha, I’m proud to be an Alpha, and I’ll follow the rules of my brother and mentor.
Ps.: Our group chat with Juan and Bruno loves you. After Gio’s dp we all celebrated and the first thing Bruno said is that you would love to know about it lol
I think this is an incredibly beautiful account. I dearly love Master Lorenzo’s unparalleled wisdom and guidance in training Master Jose, especially when it involves caring for faggots. It’s wonderful to hear about Master Lorenzo’s standing policy that faggots get used and then bathed by their Master. The aftercare is truly breathtaking.
It’s also revealing how Master Jose felt rejuvenated and empowered after being bred by his Alpha brother. This is far from the first time I’ve encountered this phenomenon, but I still don’t have a suitable explanation for it. I just know it’s real.
Master Jose showed impressive humility for a superior Man, submitting to his Alpha leader in order to learn and grow stronger. This is exactly what smart Alphas do!
I thank Master Jose for sharing his incredible week of training, as well as Master Lorenzo and Giovanni for being part of bringing this to everyone. I’m sure it will inspire others!
The following post is part of a thread chronicling the continuing ascension of a 21-year-old bisexual Alpha named Master Joe and his ownership of his best friend’s faggot brother. CLICK HERE for all posts in this thread in chronological order!
I’ve never seen a picture of Master Joe, but from his writing style and attitude I’d say Master Joe is that prototypical all American fratboy. He’s like a playful, confident lion; immensely powerful, but in no dire need to exert that power. And when he does utilize that power, he does so in disarmingly fun ways.
I do believe that owning a faggot is helping Master Joe refocus that playful energy into something more thoughtful. At first, owning that faggot (the brother of his best friend/chief rival) was a bit of jocular one-upsmanship. However, as time has gone on and his ownership over the faggot has deepened, Master Joe is starting to also deepen his understanding of the faggot mind and what it needs.
Take, for example, this very recent thought Master Joe had:
Hey fag Sam, this is Master Joe! Happy, healthy, and breeding holes as always
I had a conversation with my fag bf last night and I want your opinion about it. He was telling me that it’s much easier to take my cock now because he’s used to the shape and the size, then I asked if it still hurts him. I have no idea of how it feels because I have never bottomed, but I thought that after a while it would not hurt at all. However, my fag said that taking a cock always hurts a little bit, just a little bit, even when the pussy is properly trained. And then I realized that this is not a problem. In fact, I think that it’s important that the fag feel a little bit of pain. I think of myself working out. After a hard training, I like to feel my muscles hurt, it makes me feel that I am growing stronger. Likewise, when a fag takes a hard cock and his hole hurts afterwards I think it’s a good way to make the boy remind of who he is. What is the point of serving a superior man if it doesn’t involve some sacrifice?
I am not saying that fags deserve to suffer, I take care of my fag and love him. I think real men should never hurt girls or fags in bed, but causing this little discomfort in their stretched pussy is important for his training. Does that make sense?
I really want to become a better Alpha and embrace my role more and more everyday.
See how faggot ownership is altering Master Joe’s perspective? He’s starting to consider not only his needs, but also what’s best for the faggot he owns. This maturity is also leading him to consider his own Alphahood and how he can more fully embrace that lofty promise.
In regards to Master Joe’s specific thoughts, I say the following:
Master, it’s always so wonderful to hear from you! Thank you for writing in!
This is a very keen observation on your part, one that deserves more scrutiny and consideration by all, not just faggots. Yes indeed, some pain is definitely part of a faggot’s life. As you noted, pain is actually a beneficial part of a faggot’s life, because that pain shapes the faggot’s mind and its sense of self and purpose.
You’ll never know the pain involved in having a big Alpha cock violating your holes (yes, let’s not forget the pain of being throat fucked!), but it’s never easy to take if the faggot is maintaining its pussy muscles and not abusing them to the point of prolapse. You Alphas want a tight, snug hole to fuck, but the trade-off is pain on the part of the faggot.
But here’s the key: that pain is pleasure for faggots! When an Alpha is entering us and it hurts, we are deriving pleasure from that pain EMOTIONALLY. We know we are pleasing our Alpha, and that emotional pleasure (or, more properly, hierarchical pleasure) sends endorphins flooding into our bloodstream from the excitement of being used properly. The harder and more intensely we are fucked, the greater the endorphin rush.
The intensity of this pain/pleasure crucible while being fucked is so great that, if and when an Alpha cunts us, the unexpected explosion of that feeling becomes overwhelming. That’s why cunting is such a startling and unforgettable experience for faggots, and why cunted faggots are essentially owned for life by the Alpha who cunted it.
And Master, as you said in your letter, that pain trains the faggot to always remember what it is. Like an invisible chastity cage, the throbbing ache of a well-fucked hole constantly reminds the faggot of its Master and its purpose. So pain isn’t a bad thing for faggots. In fact, I think it’s a good and natural part of our place in hierarchy! Thank you, Master!
That explanation was a bit more intense than I initially intended, but I really like it! I think I might use it as the core of a larger examination on the site! Or maybe a podcast episode!
But you see why I love Master Joe so much, right? He’s an amazing Alpha and Master, and his little faggot is lucky to have him hurting it every night!
Have you heard anything from the faggot who is serving those two brothers? I always found his story to be an inspiration to faggots. It’s amusing that a fag would be surprised when a man takes over his life.
I haven’t heard anything from Sean the faggot since January or so. I sent him a note to say “Hi”, so we’ll see if/when he answers, Sir! And yes, the story was surprising on multiple levels given how quickly Master Eric took over Sean’s stake in the company while the other board members were quick to surrender power to the new Alpha.
The following is part of a thread following the development of a straight Alpha named Cal after he discovered Hierarchical Truth on this site and with the help of Master Chad and God Dino! CLICK HERE to read these posts in chronological order!
Longtime readers of my work going back to the days of FWA remember my work with Master Cal. When I first met him, he was a straight Alpha trapped in a loveless marriage. Then he read Hierarchical truth on FWA and was so stunned and vibrating with curiosity that he wrote a legendary letter demanding more answers. After coaching him briefly, Master Cal demanded that I connect him with Master Chad, the straight God Alpha son of God Dino. Once I did, it didn’t take long for Master Cal to leave his entire life behind and join God Dino’s Family at their mountain mansion retreat.
That was years ago now, and Master Cal has gone from strength to strength as he ascends in power. I don’t get to hear from him a lot, but when I do it’s usually because of some great accomplishment in his life that provides him with more evidence of the Alpha power he first learned of through me.
And this latest email is exactly that. Master Cal tells it better than I would:
Hey, how’s My fagboy today? I’m in a great fucking mood! I woke up to terry’s pretty eyes on her God. So we do some sweet and nasty stuff and just when I’m about to feed her My first nut My phone rang. It was this slash I sometimes fucked back home so I thought it would be hot talk to her while terry’s sucking My cock. Talking to her like some whore while giving My own whore this pleasure was fantastic, sam. So I’m close but I’m controlling it and the slash says she’s having triplets! Goddamn, I’m gonna be a Dad again. What’s weird is no one in My family is known for multiple births. I just keep busting groups of kids into these whores! Fuck I hung up quick and about drowned terry with My load. Now she’s all excited about having possibly three more of My Boys to raise and I’m a proud Papa of course. I’ve got to have Chad call the lawyers so they can prepare paperwork. I got to call Pop. He’s going to be proud of Me. That sounds vaguely childish but Pop is God and it feels so good when He’s proud of any of Us.
Remember when I was talking about Phil? Well He and whitey have been locked in His room for about 2 days. Other than the occasional faggot scream and Alpha grunts, nobody knows a thing. I don’t think He’d go too far but He’s dark so who knows. Chad believes in Him so I do too. I trust the Savior’s wisdom. That dude just gives off this strange dark aura that the faggots and slash seem to love and can be off-putting to Men. Well, let’s just say it makes Men wary. The Family’s known Phil for years but I only met Him on the other island when mommy was sick. I did hear that Pop fucked Phil’s mom and dad to humiliate and punish them for their past treatment of Phil. Pop really loves Phil. I think They connected because both are dark souls with loveless childhoods. I don’t know exactly what brought about Pop’s unique retribution but He made sure they knew that Phil was aware of the “seduction” and humiliation. After that they opened a huge, never-ending bank account for Phil and have never spoken to Him again. That was years ago and Phil stays with the Family now when He’s not “working”. His job has Him gone for weeks at a time. Its all mysterious. I know He runs drugs because each time He returns its with a big chunk of something for Us to sample. It’s always super Goddamn good. Chad knows so much about everything but particularly drugs. I admit I love Our occasional parties. Wonder why most of humanity so enjoys being fucked up? Everyone has their own thing, whether it’s liquor or smack or weed.
I got shit to do now, baby so I’m gone. If I hear anything about the mysterious Phil I’ll let you know. you’ll be My little confidant. Oh, I read your posts on My Brothers. I hope you do come by here one day fagboy. If you do Us Men are going to fuck you SO GOOD! Me especially baby. See you later, fagboy.
TRIPLETS!
To my knowledge the Alphas of God Dino’s Family aren’t taking any virility supplements, so why are they all so damned potent? My theory on this is based on the fact that these powerful Alphas live their lives as FULLY manifested Alphas in every way. They fuck anyone they want at will, are served and adored and worshiped every single day while sampling all the best this world has to offer. These Alphas have all ascended to God-level and rule together over a growing empire tailored and cultivated to truly amplify their Alphahood.
It’s what a true Hierarchical lifestyle should look like for any true Alpha! They all live it every day!
The beautiful thing about being Master Cal and fathering triplets almost at will is the fact that he’s secure inside the privileged and first-class confines of God Dino’s new island paradise. There’s treasure everywhere, and any unexpected issue (like triplets) can be easily handled for the right amount of that treasure. Again, these are advantages Master Cal never had until he reached out to me and then Master Chad.
Life-changing advantages, for sure!
I celebrate this momentous accomplishment with Master Cal! His triplets will be brought into the fold and raised with love and care along with the rest of the sons (17 so far!) on the island!
No matter what great things Master Cal does, it always feels like he’s just getting started! His future is unlimited and continuously awe-inspiring! Congratulations, Master Cal!
The following post is part of a thread following the rise of a 22-year-old Italian Alpha named Master Paolo who owns a muscle faggot. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!
I’m always surprised that Alphas want to kiss their faggots. My straight Masters very rarely ever kissed me, but I never expected them to. Gay Alphas are obviously more likely to kiss a faggot, but in my experience even they use discretion because even gay Alphas don’t want to taste cock and cum.
Master Paolo is a gay Alpha, but also a very powerful one who could very easily be straight. He definitely feels the same way about kissing a cocksucker’s cum-drenched lips:
Hey Sam, this your Master Paolo from Italy! What’s up? I have a quick question for you: I usually fuck my fag boyfriend twice a week to let his ass recover after my rut, but we live together now and I demand him to suck my cock every morning, which I don’t think is asking for too much. He is a great cocksucker and I have nothing to complain about his blowjob, but here comes the issue, when he swallows my cum, I usually put him on my chest or armpit calling him my great cocksucker, but he insists on kissing my lips after that. And I tried to be flexible but it’s just too disgusting to touch his lips and taste my own cock and cum. I kiss my fag all the time, but tasting cum, even my own, is just too much. Am I a selfish Alpha, or should I just tell him to shut up and be grateful for swallowing my cum? lol
I can totally understand why Master Paolo doesn’t want to taste his own cock and cum, and I’m a faggot. A Man’s cum is for the seeding of females and faggots, not himself.
Here is my response to Master Paolo:
No Master, you are not being selfish even though it’s totally your right to be selfish. If your faggot wants to kiss you afterward, then it’s the fag’s responsibility to brush its teeth and wash out its mouth before doing so out of respect for you.
That’s the beautiful thing about being an Alpha Owner of faggots: you get everything you want all the time. Being what you call “selfish” is simply a way to reinforce your natural right, Master. No faggot would ever argue or be offended by your demands.
As you exert your Alpha authority in this way, you will find your confidence and power growing within you … and that’s how our world changes!
The following post is part of a thread following the life and teachings of a 30-year-old God Alpha named Master Maurice as he takes ownership of a disabled faggot named Édouard. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!
Since my return I’ve been blessed with some truly extraordinary stories that really touched me and inspired me, but none have had quite the emotional impact of the story of Master Maurice and his ownership of a disabled faggot named Édouard.
As a God Alpha, Master Maurice can have anyone and anything he chooses. Yet he chose to own a disabled faggot. Let’s be honest: most Alphas would’ve said “no” to Édouard simply because of the degree of difficulty involved in owning him.
But Master Maurice is not like “most Alphas”. He’s a superlative of a superlative, a kind of real-life superhero who sees the lowly and afflicted and uses his great power and wisdom to effect positive change. Suffice it to say that I wish we had 10,000 more just like him!
I’m always so grateful when I hear back from this greatest of Kings, because he teaches by example and through his impactful words. He targets his messages, rather than simply using his voice to brag about his power and accomplishments.
He was inspired to write again from a recent post about Alpha scent, and from that comes another lesson:
Hey fag Sam, This Master Maurice, remember me? I haven’t shared my experiences with my fag for a while, but I came to your page to see what was going on and just saw this sexy post about Alpha scent. My fag is literally what you described. When he is upset, I literally shove his face on my sweaty balls and it’s a kind of magic for the fag. He literally changes his mood in 5 minutes on my balls or armpits. I wonder what the biological process is his fag brain for such a change of mood to happen so quickly.
I am also training him to ride my cock now. I usually fuck him missionary because, as you know, he can’t move his legs, missionary is usually the easier way to have full access to his hole while he hugs me, but I really like when fags ride my cock, so I decided to train him. At first he was not very confident because he doesn’t feel anything from his hips down, so he can’t use his knees to ride it. But I held his skinny body in my arms, reassuring that everything was okay, then I told him to open his hands on my chest and instead of using his legs, use his hands to go up and down.
His pussy is quite used to my cock, I literally molded his hole pounding him hard, so it wasn’t hard to go balls deep inside of him, but he didn’t want to move, he stayed still just feeling my hard cock in his ass. I wanted him to do sort of a push-up on my chest to move up and down, but he wasn’t even trying.
You know, I am very patient and I love my boy, I take care of him everyday in my life. But it’s not very smart to disobey a Man when his hard cock is shoved deep in your ass. I wasn’t fully rational, so I just said “come here, boy”, held his hips on both sides with my hands and pounded him to make sure that he would never forget who is the man and who is the faggot in my house. But I know very well how to be firm without hurting a fag, he never told me stop while I was banging his pussy. He just kept moaning and repeating “oh baby, it’s so deep, omg, it’s so deep”, I was literally teaching him how to serve my cock in cowgirl style without making him move a muscle, I was doing all the work, he was just a sextoy getting fucked on top of me. I was using all my strength to make him ride me, sliding his body up and down like a fleshjack.
Then I gave him a break, we were both sweaty, he was already out of breath. I hugged him, putting him on my chest, his head next to mine on my shoulder, without taking my cock from his hole, then I whispered in his ear “I love you boy, but when I tell you to do something in this bed, you do it” I didn’t want to be too hard on my fag, but I had asked him to serve me and he let his fear speak louder than his obedience. He just said sorry, still grasping for air, then I added “this is my house, my bed, and you are my faggot, now go back to what I told you to do” and it worked like magic. He put his both hands on my chest and started fucking himself using his arms to go up and down. I said “good boy” while he was moaning and stretching his pussy, I came after a few minutes and pumped a thick load in his ass.
He apologized again when I was giving him aftercare, but I told him that it was okay, kissed him tenderly and called him a good boy again. Then he fell asleep with my cum in his ass and his face on my armpit.
You may not remember, but I’m still fucking that nurse I hired. Another good boy with soft lips and a great nurse. My goal is moving him in as well, so I’d have two perfect fags and a full-time nurse to look after my boy.
I love that Master Maurice doesn’t allow sentimentality cloud his judgement or his training of his faggots. His expectations and commands still stand regardless of any physical limitations.
Why is this good? Because Master Maurice is pushing Édouard to become stronger and more resilient, not to give up when something is difficult!
Imagine Édouard’s pride after Master Maurice pushed him to actually do this difficult sexual position and then please Master so much he pumped a precious load into him! The next time there is some difficult task to please Master, what do you think Édouard’s attitude will be regarding that task?
That’s the beauty of TRAINING your faggots!
At Hebrews 12:11 The Bible states the following:
“True, no discipline seems for the present to be joyous, but it is painful; yet afterward, it yields the peaceable fruit of righteousness to those who have been trained by it.”
God Alphas like Master Maurice see the end result of discipline and training: a better, more confident faggot!
He also sees an endgame with this nurse faggot he’s been breeding, biding his time until he can move that nurse fag into his home to complete part of his growing Kingdom.
It’s God Alphas like Master Maurice who keep me smiling in confidence. He’s the living embodiment of everything this site teaches and is meant to amplify.
And I’m the proudest faggot to be trusted by this most incredible Alpha to share his inspirational story with you!
