Hi Sam Recently, I hooked up with this Scottish cowboy named Damien he’s 29 5 foot 7 175 pounds give or take he’s skinny but also really strong and recently I’ve been spoiled by my new master my new alpha
and I know it sounds great in everything but when I try to buy him stuff or use my money to help him in ways, he gets a little bit irritated with me now don’t get me wrong. I clean his house. I cook for him. I do everything that a simple Fag should do for him. I don’t stay at home though I work just like how he does we both work really hard.
there have been a few times where I’ve actually caught him dicking down some whore not another guy just some bitch in our bed and I won’t lie. I enjoy watching his ass flex as he destroys her. It’s always interesting to see where his dick is in her stomach, that’s how big he is by the way. I’m also really happy to see that when it comes to women he wears a condom when it comes to me he doesn’t
sorry, I got distracted on that part as I was saying whenever I try to buy him stuff or just groceries for him, he gets a little bit irritated with me and says that I should not be doing this and each time I ask him why he goes silent
is there something wrong with what I’m doing or is it just him Sam in your opinion? Does this sound like you’re atypical alpha or does this sound like one of those rare unicorn type situations?
p.s. i’m glad you’re back. I’ve and all of us have actually missed you. Hopefully, this time you don’t get arrested because your friend had drugs in the car.
Brother, thank you for the question!
Master Damien sounds like a pretty typical straight Alpha to me. Many of them are headstrong and self-reliant and hate for others to do anything for them other than get them off sexually.
In fact, I think it’s such an irrational, knee-jerk reaction that he can’t even explain it himself, which is why he “goes silent” when you ask why.
You’re doing a good job, brother. Your Master needs to more fully accept and embrace his Alphahood and understand that subs like you need to serve him. You can’t stop yourself from serving him any more than Master Damien can stop fucking things with his gigantic dick.
Eventually Master Damien will come around, I promise!
P.S. Thank you for the well wishes. The year I’ve had since being released from prison has been almost as tough as the prison sentence itself, but I’m close to righting the ship.
The following post is part of a thread chronicling the submission of a faggot named Liam to a younger black co-worker named Master Thabo. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!
I get a lot of questions (mainly from faggots) about how to serve Alphas they know from their workplace. It’s only natural given how much time we all spend at work and the nature of the workplace as a largely Alpha environment. Of course, approaching a workplace Alpha for service is tougher today given the stricter rules surrounding workplace harassment.
But sometimes good fortune smiles on a faggot with a pure desire to be of service.
Recently I was privileged to meet a faggot named Liam, and he told me the extraordinary story of how he came to be owned by a younger black Alpha named Thabo. The ending will really surprise you!
I am now 41 so probably deemed an older fag, and I didn’t fully start to acknowledge my status until I came across the old website about 8 years ago.
Before then I had a couple of failed female relationships, and managed to father a child.
However there was always something missing. Growing up I had interactions with other boys but had always put it down to teenage hormones.
Anyway 8 years ago I started to explore the notion of being an Alpha. It was around that time I had just broken up with the mother of my child, I was living alone, and the more I read the more I recognised myself in the stories of Alphas/Faggots.
I was a bit drunk one evening (And I have to say a bit depressed about my current situation). I went onto Grindr and started looking around me. Initially I wasn’t sure I wanted to meet, but I wanted to see what was out there – one profile attracted my attention. It was a black guy – no face pics, but he was advertising that he was looking for a faggot cocksucker. The word faggot was what struck me the most.
After an hour or two of deliberation, I plucked up the courage to say a simple hello.
What followed was a solid 5 hours of exchanging messages. I asked him about the use of that word, and explained about the hierarchy I was discovering. He recognised it too, and had also seen the FWA website. Slowly but surely he started to show the Alpha he was – coaxing me into submitting to him. That evening, even though we didn’t meet, he coaxed me to serve him – sending pictures of myself. We even exchanged phone numbers and he had me on a video call humiliating myself. I never saw his face, just his torso.
Roll on the next day and I couldn’t get him out of my head, but I still didn’t know his name, or what he looked like. I messaged him a good morning but didn’t get a response. Hours passed and nothing. Figuring it was a one hit encounter I focussed on my work – I am a junior manager at the firm I work for.
Throughout the work day I walked down to the warehouse, and started to notice the people down there – mostly black people.
I carried out what I needed to do and returned to my office, when I realised I had a whatsapp message. It was him – commenting on how I looked very different in my work suit compared to my birthday suit.
By this point reality hit in- He worked for the same firm as me. I was panicking, and pleaded with him to be discreet. He replied laughing and said don’t worry – the secret is safe for now, as long as I was a good boy. He then said for me to meet him in a rarely used bathroom next to the warehouse at 4pm. He wanted to find me standing facing the wall, hands on my head. I still didn’t know who he was!
The next two hours were a form of torture – 4pm never seemed so far away, but eventually it came, and I nervously walked down. I passed various colleagues who exchanged pleasantries, offered to go for a post work drink, and so on, and all I could think about was what was coming.
I found the bathroom, and entered, nervously. I adopted the position and waited. My mouth dry, legs slightly shaking until after 10 minutes the door opened. And then he was there, behind me. I fought every instinct to turn around, as he reached round me, undid my belt and slid down my pants and underwear. He told me to kick off my shoes and socks and step out of my pants. He then picked up my boxers, placed them over my head and told me to turn round and kneel.
I sucked him off – there and then, still unable to see him until he eventually came in my mouth.
He then pushed a sock into my mouth and pulled the boxers off my head.
For the first time I saw who he was – he worked in the warehouse and was at least 3 levels of seniority below me, yet somehow he wasn’t. He was an Alpha. He held the sock in my mouth and started to speak, explaining how he now owned me, and I was going to do everything he said, otherwise my pictures were being shared to everyone in the office.
That was my first interaction with him, and I knew from then on I was his. Of course there was some reluctance on my part – I had never been a faggot before, but he trained me. He has shown incredible amounts of patience, molding me into what he wanted.
During Covid he moved in with me, (During a period lockdowns were relaxed). Then another lockdown hit and we had a lot of time together, where he could really cement my training. He controlled everything – my phone, my clothing, even my money (He has never asked me for money, but he does control what I can spend it on). More and more I got used to being kept naked, caged and controlled. He started showing me off to his black friends when they were on zoom calls together, and damn that was humiliating.
He still lives with me, and we have progressed that now I am always kept naked at home. Everyone connected to me personally knows my status. He shares me with his alpha friends, both sexually and domestically.
We are planning to get married soon, but the service will be around me declaring my servitude to him.
I think I have covered most of our Journey, I am sure there are parts that people will want more detail on though, so happy to expand where people want it.
Fag Liam
Can you believe how well that worked out??
First of all, I’m really humbled and surprised that both Liam and Master Thabo were readers of FagsWorshipAlphas.com, the site that led into this one. That site and this one (as well as the podcast) have had more reach and influence than I ever anticipated when I started it ten years ago! While I’m sure Master Thabo needed little help from me to embrace his truth, it’s nice that my work helped Liam accept his faghood and finally take the steps needed to find fulfillment!
That bathroom encounter was a bold first move, but anybody who knows anything about black Alphas knows they fear very little. They have the dick and the power to make any opposers stand down and/or submit. But the more significant impact of his bold first move was to impress upon his new faggot Liam that he is a fearless Master who expects obedience and service wherever he might demand it.
It seems like Master Thabo has done an excellent job training Liam to be exactly that obedient slave every black Alpha deserves, including serving his Alpha Pack brothers sexually and domestically! This is a wonderful compliment Master Thabo is paying Liam, because he is proud of his faggot!
In fact, he’s so proud of his faggot that he’s planning to MARRY him! For those keeping score, this will be the FIFTH Alpha/faggot marriage to come (in part) from this site and my efforts! Name another site anywhere on the World Wide Web that can match the record of what is being accomplished here DAILY! Don’t even bother because it doesn’t exist!
I think Liam’s story should be one all aging faggots should meditate upon. Sure, Liam is just 41 years old, so it’s not like he’s ready for the old folk’s home … but he’s obviously insecure about it (mainly due to the fact that his Master is several years younger). My point is this: it’s NEVER too late to find an Alpha to serve in some way! Humble yourself and earnestly offer yourself, and Alphas will find a way to use you and incorporate you into their lives!
I thank my brother Liam for sharing his incredible story!
The above video details an interesting study involving the game Monopoly and how advantaged people are transformed by their unfair advantages. It’s a curious study in that the participants so easily slipped into bully behavior, revealing how unfair advantages lead to superiority complexes. It’s also odd that these advantaged people, after achieving their success, all attributed their success to their own power and not the advantages they were given.
This study can be extrapolated and applied to Alphas and Alphahood, of course. Alphas are given tremendous genetic and psychological advantages – better bodies, more attractive features, more aggression and dominance, more love and worship and support – and this helps to secure their place at the top of hierarchy.
The study reveals the possible natural origins of bully Alphas, as well as some naturally-bad Alpha behavior resulting from their superior advantages. There is a sort-of animal cruelty that arises when superior Alphas see and use inferior males. As this study demonstrates, it’s likely unavoidable.
But it also demonstrates another truth: hierarchy literally permeates every aspect of our society and our lives. Once you see it and understand it, you’ll see its presence and effects everywhere.
The question about older faggots being used was extremely timely for me. I am an older faggot. Frankly I am just plain old.
I have become re-acquainted with an Alpha that for a one year period would not acknowledge me via texting . Suddenly he is communicating with me. I was so desperate I immediately sent him money. Than in a flurry of communicating he agreed to visit me and for the duration of short weekend he would take over my apartment. This would be our first physical contact. I immediately sent him funds to pay / reimburse for cost of plane ticket. He has detailed the exact type of cigars he wants me to provide during his visit. This visit is to occur five weeks from now.
I recently moved to a new apartment and I have procrastinated in putting my possessions in order. Also, the apartment building may be uncomfortable for the Alpha. I have sent him pictures. He has told me what to arrange to put in better order. But certain things are beyond my control, eg working elevators.
The Alpha has been very clear. He expects to be serviced and he expects a wallet. Both concern me. Am I too old to serve to his expectations? Am I being a real loser by being an open wallet?
I am desperate. But I am seriously wondering if I should swallow pride and fully admit I am too old and too nervous to be a “wallet”. From the beginning. I have told this Alpha my true age and sent fotos.
I am reading you daily . I hope a response. Hopefully my question will be of interest to other old fags.
Thank you for the question, brother!
I’m excited for the opportunity you have to serve this Alpha in person! I’m proud of you for taking steps to fully experience your truth!
I think the second-guessing you express in your question is merely your nervousness. This is natural.
Think about it this way: your nervousness will pale in comparison to the shame and disappointment you will feel if you back out and fail to serve this Alpha. You’ve made a commitment to serve him, so go through with it. Everything else is replaceable except time and opportunity.
Forget your age. Forget yourself. Just serve. This Alpha accepts your worship, so be at peace with that.
do you have celebrity crushes? who would be your dream Alpha or Alphas to serve? and are there any influencers you’d want to serve? or any you think would own faggots?
Boy, it’s been a long time since I’ve had a question like this one! Maybe not since my time on Tumblr!
I don’t generally do a lot of fantasizing about celebrities. However, here are some celebs I’m attracted to: Jake Gyllenhaal, Tom Holland, Channing Tatum.
I hope I never end up serving an influencer; I prefer serving Men who actually do something. There are a number of young Alphas I follow on the business side of social media that I’d gladly serve. At the top of that list is the exquisite Iman Gadzhi. There are a number of them I think would own domestic fags to clean their Miami penthouses, but I wouldn’t venture a guess about who they might be.
I’m Timothy, and I have a question about how to move forward.
I’m 24 years old, European, and for a long time, I considered myself a versatile bisexual guy, although I dated other guys. I’ve been in relationships, so I wasn’t hooking up, but all the time, I’ve been extremely horny. I always knew I had a lot of stamina and a willingness to dominate, but some of it surfaced just recently.
A few months ago, after a very short time being together, I married the love of my life (also because of some documentation needs). It was a spontaneous decision, but we knew we were made for each other. Up to that point, we mainly had oral sex, and I’d always put him to cocksucking, never the other way. So when we finally married, we said ok to anal sex without protection, since we tested neg for STDs (I don’t want to potentially expose my boy). And so I fucked him, and he loved it a lot. I can go for hours, and he enjoys it. I throatfuck him and put it in from the back, and he always cums ropes.
Since at the beginning of the relationship we said we’re both verse, I didn’t mind him trying to fuck me. But when we actually try, he always gets soft. He comes up with some excuse about the lube making it not work, but I feel it’s bullshit. I also realised that I don’t want to be fucked by him but just want to breed his hole, and maybe not just his. I am just so buzzed with energy; I feel like I want to dominate and dominate hard. My husband, let’s call him Fel, seems to just be a perfect bottom, or perhaps a fag; he just doesn’t know it or doesn’t want to admit it yet.
I wonder, what can I do to see how he feels about it? How can I possibly become the alpha that I know I am? Perhaps I felt limited by conventions and norms, but a few weeks ago, I came across this blog and X account previously, and I have been thinking about it. I was thinking maybe I should casually introduce him to a cage as a roleplay and see if it leads him to some more thinking.
I just know I would be a damn good alpha, but I also imagine things get complicated when there are feelings for a person. Is there any way to reach out to you for some chat and talk this more, bouncing email-style messages sometimes gets tricky hahaha.
I’d appreciate your advice! Thanks,
Tim
Master, thank you very much for writing to me!
First of all, congratulations on the marriage! It sounds like you’ve found someone with whom you are quite compatible, even more than you initially knew!
Let me get this out of the way, Master: there is no doubt you’re Alpha. You were born to be served, serviced, and worshiped.
Your husband is definitely your faggot. Now, that doesn’t diminish or demean him in any way; that’s simply his purpose. It’s okay to call your marriage mate “faggot” and use him as such because that is simply the reason he was born.
You can tell the truth of this by two things you wrote above. Firstly, the fact that you feel “buzzed all the time” tells me you’re swelling with power. Your dominance is growing.
Then you also mention how your faggot couldn’t get hard when trying to enter you. That’s because he’s not born to fuck anyone; it’s unnatural and frankly a source of great anxiety for him.
So you are Alpha, and he’s your faggot. Master and servant.
To help him accept it, you might show him this response. You might also put him on his knees and do scent training with him while using call/response to get him to admit/accept that he is a faggot. Start calling him “good boy” or “good faggot” when he pleases you. Some faggots really struggle with embracing this truth about themselves, and require safety and warm encouragement from trusted sources like a spouse. But honestly, Fel will feel so much more complete once he does.
Your idea to put Fel in chastity is intriguing. Many Masters I know are probably reading this and demanding that I recommend it to you, Master, but I won’t go that far. I certainly think it’ll do wonders for him at some point (maybe even now), but I don’t want to overwhelm him.
But as for you, Master, you’re fully Alpha already and growing more powerful by the day. I can definitely see you bringing on a fag or two for additional worship and service. Why would you ever deny yourself what you deserve as a young King?
Master, I’m always available to talk via email at hierarchyuniversity@gmail.com.
My name is John, I’m 30. I was married to a woman for 10 years and gota divorce a few months ago. When I left home, I decided to share my apartment with a fried from work and we get a long very well. He likes to cook and do the chores and usually do not ask anything in return, but for me that’s natural because I usually pay more bills, so it is fair. However, last month, after a long day at work, he asked me if I wanted a foot massage. I thought it was a little awkward at first, but I let him do it, and it felt really relaxing. After that day, he is always begging to massage my feet, specially when I come back from the gym. My older brother is gay and when I told him that something was weird with all these foot massages, he immediately said “bro, this guy wants to suck your cock”
I don’t think so, because as long as I’m concerned, he is straight too. But I admit that, as a straight man, I don’t feel like giving my friends massages so often. My brother sent me this link on whatsapp and told me that you’re a specialist in male behavior. I was surprised to see that this is a gay porn website and thought my brother was joking, but he insisted that I should reach out because you’ll know what to say. I am a big ally and love my brother but I have no intention to have any sort of homosexual relationship.
Sir, thank you so much for writing to me! I also thank your brother for sending you my way!
Just based on what you told me I must agree with your brother: your roommate is either a faggot, or an unrealized faggot.
Like you said, as a straight Man you have no desire to rub the feet of your friends. Why is your roommate wanting to do that? Also, why is your roommate so eagerly doing chores for you?
Almost all faggots have foot fetishes, and craving is so intense that Men can easily flush out a faggot by simply taking off their shoes and watching the fag get flustered. It cannot be hidden. A faggot can always be revealed through its addiction to feet and bulges.
So what will you do with this faggot now that you know what it is, Sir? Kick it out?
I’m certainly not going to suggest you get into a “homosexual relationship” with the faggot, Sir, but as this “porn site” proves, straight Men and straight Alphas use/own faggots all the time. I invite you to check out the many true stories of such things in the right sidebar, Sir.
Using a faggot doesn’t turn a straight Man gay any more than using a Fleshlight turns a Man into a doll fucker. In fact, straight Men who own/use faggots typically feel more powerful because of the fact that even males are subjugated by their power.
But I’m not going to try to convince you of anything you don’t want to try, Sir. You’re already benefitting from this live-in faggot’s worship, so you can leave it at that.
But if you’re feeling bolder (or want a definitive answer), I suggest that you order the fag to kneel at your feet while you’re standing over it and ask it if it is a faggot. Order it to kiss your feet. Repeat this several times. I think you will be surprised by what happens, Sir.
If you want, you can scent train the faggot by having it sniff your balls through your pants, or your armpits.
These things I’m suggesting to you aren’t gay, just nature. Animals do this stuff, too. I suggest them because it will reveal great Hierarchical truths to you and open your mind to your true power, Sir.
I’m always open to helping you privately via email, Sir. My email is hierarchyuniversity@gmail.com. Thank you, Sir!
The following post is part of a thread chronicling the enslavement of a young faggot named Asher by his actual uncle. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!
I’m always nervous when discussing family Hierarchy or advising someone who wants to make a move on a family member. There are simply too many volatile elements involved, and the possibilities for long-term trouble abound. Fortunately I have been lucky enough when advising others!
Asher the faggot was a peculiar situation. He had a desire to serve his real uncle, which is not uncommon among us, but his family background was already pretty broken. I just didn’t want this straight uncle to heap more abuse on poor Asher’s head.
Fortunately, it sounds like the exact opposite has happened:
It has been a long time since we have spoken and a lot has happened in this time. Well firstly, my uncle has now decided that I would call him Master. Honestly, I never knew the difference until I started to call him Master. When I call him Master, it just redefines me as his subservient.
And now I can finally feel that he is ready to fuck me. I mean he always was. But he says, that I should crave for his cock. I don’t understand what that means.
He has introduced me to some of his close friends, yet not my stepdad. Many of his friends have touched me, groped my ass cheeks, made fun of my little limp clit and even slapped me around. My job is to worship them, love their cocks and do their chores, and honestly I love it. Now I am just waiting for Master to fuck me.
I have more to say but that is it for now.
Love you, Bye Sam
It’s always interesting when older straight Alphas demonstrate a keen understanding of Hierarchical roles like Asher’s uncle does. Did the uncle use faggots in the past? (Likely) Or is it something Men just understand naturally? (Possibly)
I want to address Asher’s question. When Asher’s uncle says Asher needs to crave cock, he is referring to the demonstrated hunger expected from a needy faggot. To demonstrate that, we drop to our knees and kiss our Master’s feet, or we ask permission to serve them in some way. These acts trigger the dominant part of an Alpha’s brain, and it causes him to want to mark the faggot.
It’s also interesting that the uncle is passing his faggot nephew around to other Men without using him personally. I’m not sure why that’s happening, but my guess is he was testing the desirability of Asher. That, or he’s preparing Asher mentally for a life of service.
This was a small update, so I won’t belabor the point. But I suspect something is coming soon!
The following post is part of a thread following the discoveries of a muscular straight Colombian Alpha named Juan as he owns and uses faggots as part of his stable of worshipers. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!
When Master Juan last contacted me about being confronted by the opportunity to use twin faggots, there was little doubt in my mind he was going to use them together, and OFTEN! Since he started using fags, straight Master Juan has become addicted to the power he feels with every new faggot he breeds!
But twins are especially enticing to Alphas for whatever reason. I imagine Alphas get a thrill over the conquest of two identical humans, knowing that their power is universal and absolute. I’m not Alpha, so I wouldn’t know.
Fortunately, Master Juan did use those twin faggots, and he wrote about how he felt while doing it:
Hola Sam, Juan Colombian Alpha here. I wanna let you know that I followed your advise and decided to fuck the two twins. It was weird at first but I took a deep breath and focused on my hard black cock ready to fuck their holes, and the two fags kneeling in front of me. I had fucked one of them before and his pussy was great, but his brother was equally good in sucking cock.
And the boys were so happy together that they made me even hornier. The first one would lick my balls while the other one sucked my cock, then they changed and kept alternating for a while. I needed to tell them to stop, otherwise I would shoot my load on their faces before fucking their asses. I fucked both doggy on my couch, two pink holes side by side shaking their asses just for me and begging for my cock. It is a truly unique feeling to see two exactly equal faggots shaking two equal asses for me. Can you believe that even their holes are the same? Tight, pink, and hungry for my load.
I did what they wanted and fucked the first one, then I changed for the other one, and banged the first one again. Both of them rode me nice and deep, I could feel my cock touching them really deep, and believe or not, but even the feeling of their tight holes were the same. I felt like fucking the same person twice, they moved the hips the same way while riding my cock. What an awesome fuck. When I was getting close, one of them asked if I could cum on their faces, instead of breeding just one of them. And both good boys deserved my load, so I agreed to do that. I told them to kneel and made them suck my cock again.
At that point I was really impressed by their connection, because the first one was sucking my cock and jerking me off and he felt I was getting close, so without saying a word, he held my cock, jerking me off, and his brother opened his mouth, so I shot a huge load on the fag’s mouth while his brother held my cock, I shot some more and the other boy held my cock against his face. So one boy had cum in his mouth and the other one had cum on his cheeks, but quickly rubbed his fingers all over it to taste my cum too. They’re such good boys, one of the best fucks of my life.
They thanked me for my load and said that very few Alphas agree to fuck them together. They like to serve the same men without telling them they’re twins, alternating in different days who gets fucked. But their biggest fantasy is getting fucked at the same time and the boys are now very grateful that I made it come true. After I fucked them, I was talking to a friend of mine about this experience and told him that I was still feeling a little weird for making a boy hold my cock while I came in his brother’s mouth. But my friend said something beautiful, and I’d like to finish my update with his words on a more philosophical note:
“there are so many families fighting around the world, so many brothers hating each other. What’s the matter of two beautiful boys who love each other so much and are willing to share even their pleasure to serve?”
That’s a beautiful experience!
I guess if I were a black Alpha with a big black dick, I’d probably love seeing two fag twins worshiping me at the same time, too. It’d probably also be nice to have two identical faggots bent over and begging to be fucked as well!
But I think the lesson that Alphas should learn from Master Juan’s experience is the importance of owning a stable faggots to serve together. I have covered enough of this to confidently say that Alphas really ascend much more rapidly when they are served and worshiped by a harmonious group of faggots.
Longtime readers will remember how much more powerful Toronto Masters Nick, Matt, and Jin became when they owned multiple in-house faggots. They would also set aside special worship days when all of the fags would spend hours pleasuring them.
The net result from such intense, focused worship was greater power and glory for Alphas that deserve it.
Master Juan definitely deserves it! I love that he’s branching out and experimenting with a variety of avenues of worship (like the rimming he enjoyed receiving). All this does is help him more deeply embrace his true purpose!
Every Alpha deserves that!
(As an extra bonus, I’m adding this hot clip from Master @hollywoodpwrtop because he reminds me of Master Juan. Check out his OF at https://onlyfans.com/hollywoodpwrtop!)
When I first met Angela, the former girlfriend of the exceptional Master Andre, I thought she was part of the new wave of females who understood the true dominant needs of Alphas. I mean, here she was on THIS SITE asking for advice on how to get straight Master Andre to own and use his faggot best friend Alberto! It seemed to be a new era was dawning.
Of course, as it turned out, it wasn’t an appreciation for Alphahood that was driving Angela’s actions, but rather a selfish fetish.
I was thankful that Master Andre had avoided Angela’s trap and got rid of her, and I hoped that would be the end of it. Sadly, Angela is bitter and resentful over what happened, so she decided to write me the following letter.
I wasn’t going to publish it, but then I decided to display it to all of the straight Alphas out there watching this unfold. You straight Alphas need to make a choice – own and use faggots, or take a risk of having a hateful shrew like Angela ruin your life!
Here’s her letter:
This is Angela again. I didn’t want to say anything else here, but since the situation got out of control, I will send you just one last message. I know it is very easy to see me as a horrible person because of what I tried to do with Andre, but I never meant to hurt Alberto’s feelings. I just did what is right. Andre loves my pussy, he really does, and getting pregnant would be the best way to make sure he would fuck me forever. Yes, I wanted him to get rid of Alberto, but just because I think the faggot should be with somebody else, not with my man. I think you are all forgetting that I am the only reason why Andre fucks Alberto, otherwise the faggot would be wandering around the house hungry for his cock but would’ve never admitted what he feels. And Andre had enough women in his bed every week, so he would never consider fucking the boy. So the very least you all should do is thanking me: you should thank me for introducing them to your work, Andre should thank me for teaching him how to conquer Alberto, and Alberto above all should kiss my feet and thank me everyday for finding a way for him to suck the big cock he always wanted to suck. But no, instead of being grateful for what I have done, Andre broke up with me, Alberto betrayed my trust and told everything to Andre, and you Sam are now suggesting that I am the wrong one in this throuple. Unbelievable… I was willing to give Andre the honor to give him a child, and Alberto could just stop sucking his cock and find another man. But no, the three of you got together against me. Because I refuse to take his cock in my ass, do you really think I am selfish? Andre is selfish for not being happy with all the holes he had for him and Alberto is even more selfish for not acknowledging that without me he would be a frustrated faggot forever. I really love Alpha-fag content, I won’t lie, but I am really disappointed with the three of you. I will now just find somebody else and leave them alone, but I know question if Andre really is an Alpha man if he chooses a faggot over a hot girl. Well, I hope you are all happy now, but I don’t want to get involved anymore. I wish you all the best without me. Good luck in your life.
Okay, let me address Angela directly:
Angela, I gave you credit for helping Master Andre see the value of faggot ownership. I think Master Andre did as well.
But ultimately, you only did it to satisfy your own desires. It wasn’t about helping to serve Master Andre’s needs, but rather your own. That is the textbook definition of selfishness.
You say “Andre loves my pussy” like your pussy is somehow different from the other four billion slimy gashes out there. Master Andre loves ANY pussy; there’s nothing special about yours, sweetheart.
Again, selfishness.
I cannot even begin to comprehend how you think you can defend yourself when you tried to trap Master Andre by secretly getting pregnant by him! Do you not understand how fucked-up that is? A baby is a precious new life and responsibility, not a ploy or bargaining chip in your stupid and desperate attempt at control! It disgusts me completely. You should be ashamed of yourself, but you’re far too conceited to feel shame.
Ultimately, you failed in a contest with a faggot like Alberto because Alberto actually worships and honors Master Andre. Alberto selflessly serves Master Andre’s needs before anything else, and he faithfully guards his Master’s interests against threats like YOU.
You wouldn’t know anything about that level of submission and service, because you only know selfishness, manipulation, and lies. Master Andre was right to toss you into the trash like a used condom.
However, there is a bright side to your despicable behavior, Angela. Bitter, ignorant harpies like you are the reason more and more straight Alphas are turning to faggots for the worship they crave. And faggots will ALWAYS be there, on their knees, ready to serve.
Here’s a pro-tip: if you ever have the chance to have another God Alpha like Master Andre in your life, resist your natural impulses and use Alberto’s great example as a guide. You’ll do much better than you did here.
So I guess we are back to the drawing board with straight females. I doubt females will ever fully accept the ownership of faggots by their husbands and boyfriends. That’s okay, I guess; after all, we’ve been a DL part of Alpha lives until this point, so things will just remain the same.
But I’m grateful for strong Alphas like Master Andre who choose loyal faggots over selfish and disloyal females! If more straight Alphas did that, a change might actually happen!
What’re your thoughts on subs like CagedJock on twitter? Or other subs who dominate subs?
This is an excellent question, so I thank you for asking it! As you might recall, I published an article about the faggot hierarchy. At the top of that hierarchy are “mentor faggots” who understand training (based on experience in all aspects of fag service) and also understand the needs of a faggot. Cagedjock is absolutely a mentor faggot (who also has a little bit of a BDSM kink), so it’s unsurprising that he occasionally doms a fag. As a mentor faggot myself, I could very easily do the same. In fact, that’s why I’m so effective in advising Alphas on how to take ownership of faggots. I know exactly what a faggot needs to be improved and encouraged.
The following post is part of a thread following the development of a deep Master/faggot relationship between a faggot named Alberto and his straight childhood friend and Master Andre. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!
When my brother Alberto wrote to tell me how straight Master Andre got rid of his conniving, manipulative girlfriend Angela (HERE), I asked Alberto to finally show his Master the entire thread concerning their lives. At the very least, I wanted to show respect to a great Alpha like him, but I also hoped he might more fully understand Hierarchy by putting his experience in greater context.
I knew Alberto would do it, because he is an excellent faggot. Good boy, Alberto! I’m proud of you!
What follows is Master Andre’s most incredible response to what he discovered. Through his words we can see the righteous heart of a natural-born Protector Alpha and true King:
Hi, I am not sure how to start this letter, but my name is Andre. You have been talking to my friend Alberto and my ex-girlfriend Angela. Last night, Alberto told me everything that goes on here and sent me a link with all the posts from Angela and himself, since April. I read every single word and at first was quite upset that my story was being shared for thousands of people without my consent. But Alberto was right next to me and told me that he did not want to do it, he just reached out to you after everything that happened with Angela. And that’s okay, it’s no reason to be mad at him.
Now that everybody knows what is going on, I’d like to know the famous Sam as well, since Angela and Alberto seem to really enjoy what you do here. What Alberto said about us is all true, we’ve been friends since we were born and I have always protected him. When we were at high school, everybody liked me, I went out with many girls, and I had no problems at all with the guys. But I lost many friends defending Alberto (and I would’ve lost all of them to protect my little brother). I remember one day that I was at soccer practice, came back to the classroom, and found Alberto alone crying at the corner of the room, with one of my closest friends laughing. The teacher hasn’t come yet, so there was just a bunch of students there. Some girls hanging out, some guys talking, and them Alberto was the only one by himself, crying and nobody was doing anything. I could feel my blood boiling looking at Alberto lonely like that, so I ignored everyone else and went to him like an arrow to the corner of the room. I first asked if he was hurt because some guys had already tried to punch him for being gay and I was always around to save him. He hugged me when I approached him, saying that he wasn’t hurt, but he was feeling embarrassed because that guy laughing (who was my friend from soccer) had spit on him. Then he showed me his uniform and there was a disgusting spit already drying out on his t-shirt.
I turned to the guy still laughing at Alberto and asked what was going on. The guy, probably thinking that I would laugh with him, just said “well, if he wants to be a faggot, he needs to get used to it.” Alberto had not stopped crying yet, he was so afraid, he was shaking in fear at the corner of the room, afraid of even looking at the guy. My only reaction was grabbing the guy with my left hand and punching him with my right hand three times, right to his face. When he tried to punch back, I spit right on his eyes and said “you’re right, it feels good to spit on a faggot”. When the teacher entered the room, she saw Alberto crying, the other guy with a bleeding mouth and spit on his face, and I was standing between them. We were all sent to the principal’s room and we were all suspended, including Alberto who had not done anything wrong, but the homophobic slut always found ways to punish him for being a victim. We went back home and Alberto couldn’t stop repeating how sorry he was because I got in trouble because of him, I told him that I did what I should have done and he shouldn’t be sorry for anything. He was really embarrassed and disgusted for that shirt with the guy’s spit, so I took my shirt off, gave it to him, and threw his shirt out. So we walked down the street side by side, I was shirtless, he was wearing a shirt twice his size. But at least nobody would hurt him with me there.
I was 17 and I know my attitude was wrong, I shouldn’t have punched the guy, nor used the expression “faggot” as a slur to insult him. I should have taken care of Alberto instead of unleashing my anger on his bully. In any case, this is just one of the many times I got in trouble to protect him and I would have done everything again if I could go back in time. The whole point is that Alberto is really important to me. He is more important than any of my family members, to be honest. I wake up everyday thinking about how to make sure he is safe, protected, and happy. For this reason, a lot of people think that I am gay or that we are a couple. And I want to make it very clear, now that my life is public here: I am not gay, I have never thought about being gay, I have no doubts about that. I love women, I feel attraction for women, and I want to get married one day and have children with a woman.
Moreover, before meeting Angela, I had always seen Alberto as a little brother, so I would never feel any sort of sexual attraction toward him, even if he was a girl. But Angela gets really horny when she sees strong men fucking submissive men, and she insisted a lot, you have no idea. She said in her first post that I said “a hole is a hole” but this is a complete lie. First, I had never thought about being with another man before. Also, I would never refer to Alberto as “a hole”, he’s the most important person in my life. What happened in fact is that Angela basically blackmailed me and after three or four fucks, she said that she would not let me fuck her again, unless I brought a third one to our bed. His pussy was a great fuck, so I tried to convince her to forget about that, but she was totally inflexible. That was the only reason why I considered touching another man. Otherwise, I would never do it. She also said that we had “the right amount of wine”, but that was not the case either. She brought a lot of alcohol one night and did not drink anything, she kept insisting on to drink a lot, but she remained sober the whole time. When Alberto and I were completely drunk, she put my dick out pretending that she would suck it, and then she forced Alberto’s head against my cock. We never agreed to do it, but we were too drunk, and I was barely reacting at that point.
On the next morning, she told me that if I didn’t start fucking her with Alberto by my side she would tell all my friends and family that I was in the closet and that I have always been Alberto’s boyfriend, since middle school, which couldn’t be more false. But I didn’t want her to go around spreading this lie, so I decided to let Alberto suck me one day and at first it was really weird, but he confessed all the feelings he had for me and said that would be a great honor if I allowed him to touch my cock. So I let him do it and I won’t lie: I started enjoying it, although it felt weird for several days until I got used to it.
Another important thing that I must say is that Angela did all this scheme because she is really into that. She would love touching herself while Alberto was on all fours for me, but she has never thought about Alberto. What she said about Alberto not being smooth for me and I got angry at him is ridiculous, that never happened that way. What really happened that night is that Alberto in fact was a little hairy and when I saw him that way I told him that I wasn’t comfortable fucking him, but I immediately said that he could just stay with us, suck my dick, and have a good time. But Angela then said that if he wasn’t ready to take my cock, he could leave and wait in the other room. I never told him to leave, she lied for you. I was too horny, so I didn’t discuss, and banged her really hard, this part is true. But as soon as I finished, I went out to get Alberto in my arms, and told him that everything was fine, I didn’t want him to be upset. Then he sucked me (much better than Angela, btw), and I gave him a load to taste before going to bed.
Anyway, I think this is enough for you to know how selfish Angela was. Alberto’s last post, unlike hers, is 100% true in every single detail. But I also want to add that, besides trying to deceive me and getting pregnant without telling me, she would always talk to me when we were alone trying to get rid of Alberto. When we were in bed by ourselves she would say things like “you know, one day you will need to send Alberto back to his house, he can’t be here forever”. She literally just wanted Alberto’s hole to get horny watching me as I fuck him, and never more. Alberto is too naive sometimes and he thought they were friends, but she only wanted to fulfill her fantasy using the two of us. Now she will need to find somebody else because I don’t want her in my house ever again.
I admit that everything is really new to me. I have been fucking girls since I was 15, but now I am also fucking my best friend and it still is a little confusing. But at the same time I don’t want to stop having sex with Alberto. The way he looks at me, the way he follows what I tell him to do, the way he cooks and cleans the whole house. It’s difficult to describe how sweet he is. I haven’t seen your whole website yet, but I feel I have a lot to learn about what you call hierarchy. I would never call Alberto a “faggot” because this is a horrible word for me, but he’s trying to show me what it really means among homosexuals. I don’t know if I am bisexual, but I don’t think so because I do not get horny watching two guys making out. But when Alberto comes to my room completely naked I can only think about putting some cum deep inside of him.
I wanted to turn this page and introduce myself to you, Sam. I have no idea about what will happen next, but Alberto is my little brother and my best friend. Just like I got suspended multiple times in school protecting him, I will never let a woman separate us, no matter what it takes.
It is nice to meet you, Sam. Take care.
Best,
André.
Magnificent! What a breathtaking ode to deep friendship, true love, and the unrelenting power of a straight Protector Alpha!
I’ll talk directly to you, Master Andre, for the remainder of this post.
Master, first of all I thank you and praise you for what you’ve grown to be and the deep relationship you’ve built with Alberto. It’s one built on now decades of trust and loyalty and love. It’s an unshakeable bond, mainly due to your powerful Alpha instincts and Alberto’s submissive devotion.
But let me clear up a few of your concerns.
First of all, you are not bisexual or gay. You’re a straight Alpha. Straight Men have always owned and used faggots, not because they’re confused or can’t get pussy, but because of the POWER they feel when they are served by fags. If you glance through the stories embedded in the right sidebar, you’ll find thread after thread of real-life stories involving straight Alphas who have discovered the truth of faggot ownership and greater power. I think you are already understanding some of that through your use and ownership of Alberto.
And Master, I can appreciate your noble dislike of the term “faggot” to describe Alberto or myself. It shows you have a good heart. But I assure you that true faggots like us do not consider the term to be an insult, but rather a validation. We faggots are made by nature to serve and please Men like you, Master. There are few things more thrilling to us than to hear Men like you say “good boy” or “good faggot” because we feel validated in our natural role. I hope you understand this, Master.
I wanted to address the awesome statement you made about your newfound desire to pump your cum into Alberto when you see him. Why do you think that is? You may not realize it consciously, but Men (and particularly Alphas) use their cum to mark their territory, to claim people as property. By feeding/breeding Alberto, you’re staking your claim as his Owner, his Master. It is the deepest possible union, as your DNA is now part of Alberto’s bloodstream and you’ve marked him body and soul. He’s your faggot forever, Master!
So what’s next? You could take additional steps of ownership, like putting a chastity cage on Alberto or maybe putting a collar on him. I’m sure chastity cages seem like a punishment to you, Master (and sometimes they are used that way), but chastity cages also help faggots deepen their submission and respect for Alpha cock. However, Alberto is such an exceptional faggot that a chastity cage may not be necessary.
If you choose to give Alberto something like a cage or collar, I do recommend that you do it ceremonially. Make it a special event. This will impress upon Alberto’s mind and heart the seriousness of it.
Master, I am so very grateful for your letter and for the privilege of speaking with you! I think you are truly starting to grasp the greater power and purpose within you, as well as your true place in Hierarchy. And, thanks to your loyal friend and faggot Alberto, you can now embrace that destiny!
You can always reach me directly at hierarchyuniversity@gmail.com, Master.
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!
I’m often shocked by how disrespectful some faggots are with their Masters. I remember being particularly incensed with Chin when he would repeatedly disrespect and disobey Master Jin (especially considering the life Master Jin provided for him). It simply makes no sense. If an ALPHA chooses a faggot to be his personal property, that faggot should be endlessly grateful, not self-righteous.
That deep respect we faggots should have for Alphas also extends to an Alpha’s Pack as well. Typically an Alpha Pack is made up of an Alpha’s close Alpha friends, but it can also be simply those close to an Alpha. An Alpha considers these people to be an extension of himself, so a faggot should do the same.
Like I said, I find it hard to imagine any faggot showing disrespect to an Alpha, but I really find it hard to understand a faggot showing Master Jase such disrespect. Seriously? He regularly (like, daily?) destroys males twice his size. He has unparalleled aggression and gym-honed strength. Even if a faggot could match his physical strength, it lacks the internal components Master Jase was born with that makes him one of the most fearsome predators on Earth.
You’d have a better chance of survival while disrespecting a bull … or a T-Rex.
Nevertheless, some fags have a death wish, and Master Jase has provided us with a great example. Listen to his account:
I think you’d be interested in this past weekend’s punishment-training of a fag who doesn’t know his place. I mentioned a few days ago that I had a roided up fag choking on my cock as I messaged you. While his weekend-long punishment may have ended, breaking his will and his submission is only starting. His name for now is mutt. You know I attach importance to titles. Sluts are above fags, fags are above mutts.
To keep a long story short, the now roided fag disrespected not only one of my social circle friends, but also chose to insult me. I had a night out with my social circle, and he confronted one of my social circle friends in such an arrogant, demeaning, cocky and entitled way that he had all my instincts pulsing to be released.
I had him grabbed by his collar and pinning him against a wall, ordering him to apologise. He does so, but then sealed his fate by demanding I let him go, referring to me as “this kung fu chink”.
You can imagine how it ended for him. I had his face slammed into the carpet and pinned, grinding it with a barely leashed alpha fury. I easily dragged him down to a car where one of my friends, who has served me before, drove me home. I had him, a man twice my size ripped with my muscle, meekly kneeling on the back-seat while I had a hand fisted in his hair the whole time.
I told him to cancel all his plans. I took his phone and slapped and punched his face around for good measure. As we got closer to my place, I told the fag that I was going to teach it good manners and behaviours, and I was going to beat it into him. “You’re about to learn your place as dirt barely worthy to touch my feet.”
He learnt swiftly that despite the size difference, I outpowered him. I choked and punched him til he almost lost breath. I kicked him as he weakly rolled underneath me. I pressed his head down into the floor with my foot as I tore his expensive clothes off. I punched him more. I took pleasure in inflicting hard, brutal, alpha violence on his hard, muscled body.
The thrill of manhandling and subdueing a strong built man into a overpowered muscle fag never gets old. Nothing gets my blood pumping and my cock harder than physically dominating a larger hunk. Nothing says owned and conquered like the now naked fag weakly crawling on the ground towards my feet, beaten and red, and I’m standing over him, dressed to impress, my muscles pumped from overpowering him.
I let my in-house slut watch as both entertainment and reward. He knelt nearby, captivated by my every move, and I knew he was hungry and waiting to serve and obey my next command for him. But I was far from done with the pathetic mutt.
I planted my boots against his face and made him kiss and lick them. I freed my giant straining cock from my pants, and let it bounce out and loom over the mutt like a battering ram. I could barely see the pathetic fag worshipping my boots under my massively pumped and thick cock.
My pre pooled on the back of his head, but when he tried to look up, I stamped on his head, pinning it to the ground. He obediently went back to worshiping my boots. When I finally gave him permission to look up…well. Fag, you of all people will no doubt have understood the absolute look of awe, fear, terror and wonder washed over his face upon seeing my monster cock looming over him.
I let my cock sway over the fag’s face for some time, before commanding him to tell me what he sees. “It’s so fucking big. You have such glorious balls and dick,” the fag began babbled, and I could hear him instinctively sniff in my scent. I could see his eyes transfixed on the slight flexing of my cock above him.
I gripped him again by his hair and slapped my cock across his face, letting him feel its immense weight and heat. I told him that my god cock will break him. I will use him. I will own him. “But you’re worthless right now, FAG. You need to earn the right to beg to serve me and my cock.”
I kicked him away, and he still was spellbound to my cock swinging out of my pants as he collapsed. I beckoned to my in-house slut and told him to make me comfortable. Being the good trained slut bitch he was, he began to undress and worship me at the same time.
The fag stayed on the ground and watched as my slut slowly pulled my boots and pants off, kissed my feet and snuggled against my legs. He continually thanked me as he made love to my pumped and strong muscles as he got my shirt off and kissed my pecs. Not once did he touch my cock or balls. He knew he didn’t get permission, so he worshipped everything else he could, including my pits. He put on a good show for the mutt.
Now naked, I made the mutt crawl towards me and sniff and lick my bare feet. Gripped him by the hair and made him look and smell at my cock. The fag made a mistake of trying to lick my cock from the overwhelming musk coming from it. I threw him down and punished his face and body, and told him to do it again. One more mistake and I would throw him out.
I held him under my cock for a long time until his face was smeared and dripping in my pre, and his eyes were completely dilated and dazed. I let go of him and the mutt collapsed to the ground, breathless and barely conscious. So fucking pathetic.
I pulled him back up and crushed his face under my huge cock. Made him stroke my cock with both of his hands. Made him cup and grope my balls. Made him sniff the overpowering scent of my manhood. Had him slowly go to kissing, and then made him hold his tongue out as I dragged my cock up and down, letting him taste my full length.
Finally I stuck my cockhead in his mouth. Told him to open wider, and bent his head back as I let the immense weight of my giant cock push its way in the fag’s mouth. I watched as his lips got taut, and his eyes began to tear up, and his jaws to widen even more. The faggot mutt could barely take in just my cockhead. Yet like all fags when they taste an alpha’s cock, he was instinctively adjusting to take more. His tongue was working, his throat was clenching, and I kept pushing.
By the end of the first couple hours, he had taken an additional couple inches of my cock and I felt my cockhead press against the back of his throat. More than half my cock was still outside his mouth. I made him stroke the remaining of my cock. Told him to taste. Told him to swallow my pre. I would pull out and slap his face around with both my hand and cock while he gasped for air before I pushed my cock back into his mouth. Force him until he was almost breathless before repeating it all again.
I hadn’t cum at all. You can imagine how throbbingly angry my cock was. My in-house slut had waited all this time, obedient and ready. I told the mutt to lower his head, all the way until his head touched the ground, and made him stay that way while I picked up my slut, slipped out his butt-plug and I pumped my cock into his ready muscled cunt. I made sure to fuck him loud and hard, so the mutt could hear every thrust and every slap. My slut cried and moaned and thanked me as I fucked him all over the room while the mutt remained kneeling and head to the ground. My slut had five assgasms in the one and a half hours I power-fucked him for.
I made the mutt look up as I got closer to breeding my slut. The fag watched as I suspended my slut above him and slammed him up and down my massive cock. I told him to watch what he craved, but needed to earn. I bred my slut so deep and so full that he was overfilling; I felt my cum spurting out his tight abused cunt ring around my cock and freely running down my thighs.
I pulled out my cock and the mutt moaned so loudly at the sight. I didn’t care, I flipped my slut so I could slide my cock in and out of his open mouth to clean it off cum and pre. Put him down and advanced on the mutt still kneeling. “Look at my cock,” I told the mutt. “You don’t deserve to clean it. You don’t deserve to receive my seed.” I walked and shoved my cockhead into the mutt’s head, making him choke. “You only deserve to taste it.”
This repeated throughout that night and the next day. I would command the mutt constantly. I would wrestle him, pin him, beat his body, then make him worship my pumped muscles. I left for a workout and commanded my in-house slut to wash the mutt. I came home to a clean and kneeling fag, and I shoved his face into my sweaty crotch to lick and sniff. I would tell him to glove up and fight in my home-gym ring, and when he inevitably lost to my overwhelming strength, I would use his body as a living heavy bag and between rounds, drill his mouth wide open.
I gave my in-house slut permission to use the mutt as well. My slut is a pre-alpha in training, so on occasion, I allow him to use what he’s learnt from me. While I pounded another fag in my room, I could hear him instructing the mutt on how to suck his cock. He would report back while worshiping my body and cock about the mutt’s progress. My slut has gotten very good at using his own dominance against inferior fags, using many of my techniques that I have used on him.
On Sunday morning, I painted the mutt’s face with pre, streaking his hair and cheeks in it, and made it tell me if it remembers what it did wrong on Friday. He began crying and pleading, saying he was so sorry for his rudeness, that knew his place now. “Please let me be your fag,” he begged hoarsely. His throat must have been so sore and rough, but he still begged. I pushed my cock against his lips, asked him to show me how much he wanted to be owned. He worshiped my cock and balls like his last meal.
As a final reward, I gripped his head and skull-fucked him for the first time. Letting him feel the same power in my thrusting cock as my punches. All the time, I told him that he will always be nothing but a fag to serve my needs. That he would serve me, but be broken and used how I wanted him to. He could still barely take half my cock in his mouth and throat. He gagged and flailed and cried and drooled, but he had never looked better.
I pulled out and just looked down at him as he heaved and panted. His built body red from days of hard punishment, his lips swollen and some splits, his eyes puffed, his chin soaked in spit and pre and his eyes disfocused. His face was utterly ruined. I turned away and told my slut to take him home, but told the faggot mutt that I would train his cunt the next time.
The dirty-talk was ongoing, fag. Very early on, I told the mutt, “Your only response from now is ‘Yes, Sir’.” He obeyed. While he worshipped my feet and cock, I gave a lot of one-word commands. They are powerful. “Crawl.” “Yes, Sir.” He crawled towards me, his eyes still locked onto me. I raised a foot and pressed it into his face. “Sniff.” “Yes, Sir.” He took deep inhales, taking in the strong scent of my feet. “Lick.” “Yes, Sir.” He slurped and licked over the base and even began to suck on my toes. I then shoved my foot on the back of his head and pinned his face to the ground. “Thank me.” “Yes, Sir, thank you, Sir,” was his muffled groaning reply. When it came to my cock laying on top of his face. “Sniff”. “Kiss.” “Look.” “Keep your tongue out.” Such simple commands yet so powerful when I say it. When I started to put my cock in his mouth. “Open.” “Wider.” “Taste.” I can’t remember all that I said or commanded, but that is just a taster.
It’s been a very long time since I’ve had to punish-train a mutt like this, faggot Sam. It’s a thrill, a reminder that I rule over other men, especially ones so cocky and entitled. That a huge muscled man twice my size and weight is but another demolished ragdoll in front of my superior strength and dominance.
Can you even believe this faggot called Master Jase a “kung-fu chink” to his face?? When I read that, I felt my blood pressure rise. I’m surprised Master Jase didn’t just end the fag’s life right then!
I think it goes without saying that this faggot deserved every bit of the punishment it received.
I’m on record as advocating that Alphas should not physically punish a fag when it misbehaves (because many faggots get off on the abuse). Of course, I would never presume to tell Master Jase how he should train his faggots. He definitely knows what he’s doing!
The extended weekend torture sequence Master Jase described above might not have been as effective without the call/response part when Master Jase was retraining its mind with his boot on its face. I can’t emphasize this enough. Alpha Masters must get inside the MINDS of their faggots through effective training, not violence. A faggot can handle a lot of physical abuse, but it’s the possible loss of access and privileges that really drive it.
But Master Jase is an exceptional Owner of faggots, so he knew exactly how to break this faggot of its disrespect.
Once more I implore my faggot brothers to humble yourselves and treat every aspect of your Master’s life – including his Pack – with the utmost respect and care!
The following post is part of a thread chronicling the continuing ascension of a 21-year-old bisexual Alpha named Master Joe. CLICK HERE for all posts in this thread in chronological order!
Sometimes I develop weird affections for certain people and stories. So many people have come and gone over the course of ten years of covering Hierarchy on this site that you’d think I would never be able to remember my own name, but some stand out.
Master Joe is one of those Alphas that I just fall in love with so easily. He’s cocky and intelligent, but fiercely loyal and endlessly playful. He made me smile from the first time I met him, and I’m still smiling today!
Only Master Joe could make the breeding of his best friend’s faggot brother into a game! I get the feeling Master Joe’s hijinks amuse himself as much as it does us!
Recently Master Joe’s best friend had a birthday, and Master Joe (as usual) had an unusual way to celebrate:
Hi Sam, this is Joe again, how are you doing?
My life has been awesome with my sexy fag, and the more I fuck him the more I want to show my friend how much I own his little brother. Today I just have a quick update, but it’s a nice one for the faggots here to learn how they should be treated.
My best friend’s birthday was last Saturday and he threw a party for some family members and close friends. My friend really loves his brother and takes care of him since he was born. They are super close, so my boy was really excited for the party, and so was I. But I felt that this was a perfect opportunity to show my friend who was the bigger Alpha in a healthier way. So I did something very simple, but significant. I told my friend that his brother would sleep with me Friday night at my place and we would go together to the party on Saturday. Then I pumped a load in my fag’s hole Friday night, and two other loads on Saturday right before the party. I told my boy to put on a plug and keep my cum inside of him during the whole party. I know it’s something foolish but you have no idea of how horny I was to see my boy dancing with the girls at the party knowing that his hole was full of my seed.
Other than that, the party was very nice, we were all drunk, and my fag had a great time while my DNA was penetrating his body lol
You really get the sense of Master Joe’s playfulness here, but his dominance is just under the surface of it. Even though his best friend knew nothing about Master Joe’s loads sloshing around inside his fag brother, it amused Master Joe and also turned him on.
It’s so wonderful that Master Joe has found a great faggot to service him and satisfy him, even if it does mean humiliating his best friend in the process!
The following post is part of a thread chronicling the conversion and ownership of former Master Bruno into a faggot by powerful Master Juan. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!
Straight Alphas like Master Juan who start owning and using faggots inherit another nagging problem: WOMEN.
In general, women are highly insecure and overly-sensitive. They actively look for things to upset balance and tranquility. Add to that the rebelliousness and selfishness of the modern Western female, and you have a toxic powder keg always set to explode.
So Alphas don’t need to put up with females and their attitude problems, of course. There are always other willing vaginas for them. But once a straight Alpha discovers faggots, the game becomes almost like four-dimensional chess, and the Alpha has total board advantage.
Master Juan has even more advantage than most other Alphas because he’s a God Alpha. His choices are neverending.
However, that doesn’t mean he’s impervious to frustrations and irritations. Notice what he recently wrote to me:
Hey Sam, This is Juan, Bruno’s owner from Spain, Lorenzo’s and Jose’s brother. I miss you, boy. We haven’t talked in a while. After spending a month with Lorenzo and Jose, I’m back in Spain, back to work, and back to dump load after load inside of Bruno. We talked a lot about you on our group chat last night and about Jose’s big day on Aug 24. He’s quite excited. But I came here to address a totally different topic that is very relevant in my personal life.
I’ve been following the thread of Andre, Angela, and Alberto because their story resonates a lot with me. It seems that, just like me, Andre has a loyal faggot but eventually wants to have a wife too. But I admit that I was shocked and disappointed with Angela’s attitude. Unbelievable. Alberto saved not only his man, but also an innocent child that would come to the world for the wrong reasons. I had a similar situation with my ex-girlfriend who demanded me to expell Bruno from my house. Of course, she was the one to leave my life.
What’s wrong with these women? I think faggots understand the female mind better, so I’ll let you, the best faggot I’ve ever met, try to answer this one. As I grow older, I’m starting to consider insemination to have a kid with my DNA and raise him with Bruno, turning him into my fag wife. But I still hope to find a reasonable wife who will understand the importance of my fag in my life.
I literally have dozens of women willing to be my partners, but they’re all very jealous and would never accept Bruno. Do you know many cases of straight or bisexual Alphas with wives who accept their fags? What are your thoughts on this issue?
It honestly hurts me to hear a great Alpha like Master Juan tell me about his desire to have a wife and kids to share his home along with his faggot Bruno. It’s a simple dream, one that any female with a semblance of brain tissue should want.
Alas, such situations are just dreams right now. The jealousy and cattiness of females will likely always keep Master Juan’s hoped-for life out of reach. The only one who seemed to mingle both successfully was Master Jace (“California Alpha” on FWA), but even then he mostly just banged females while his fags served him. Master Chad fucks a lot of women, too, but in the end he doesn’t keep the holes, just the sons they produce from his seed.
If I could make one personal belief statement, it’s this: women instinctively know that they cannot compete with a faggot. A faggot gives a Man literally everything he could possibly want except for one thing: kids. Faggots don’t make bargains with their Alpha in exchange for service like females do. We simply give our Alphas our body, mind, heart, and strength entirely for their pleasure without any thought of reciprocation. No modern female will ever come close.
Frankly, I think Master Juan has already solved the issue well with his suggestion of a surrogate. My brother Bruno would make an excellent caretaker for Master Juan’s progeny. In fact, I’m sure Bruno would look at that assignment as a sacred duty. I know I would!
I think about the straight Alphas who owned me and dismissed me when they fell in love with a female. Almost all of them that I still track have suffered divorces. They could’ve avoided those troubles if they’d been stronger and more confident about owning me.
I want straight Alphas like Master Juan to have the endless bounty of a totally fulfilled life of worship and service. With his great power and insight, I have no doubt he can create his own unparalleled reality!
