The following post is part of a thread chronicling the hierarchical adventures of a 19-year-old straight Alpha from France named Master Jerome as he takes ownership of his first three faggots. CLICK HERE to read all posts in this thread in chronological order!

Straight Alphas today are redefining Alphahaood … well, it might be more accurate to call it RESTORING Alphahood. You see, Alphas of ancient times (societies like Greece and Rome, among many others) owned and used faggots alongside women. These Alphas were venerated as gods; hell, Greek society was practically governed by a plethora of god/human demigods like Perseus or Achilles)!

In other words, Alphas who used and owned females and faggots were considered the most virile, the most powerful, the most desirable.

Young straight Alphas today, driven by their natural power but bolstered by the truth they’ve been able to learn about Hierarchy, have been tapping into infinite veins of power and glory through the use of faggots as part of their Kingship.

This site and my previous site, Fags Worship Alphas, have been teaching the truth about Hierarchy for 10 years now, and their pages are bursting with real-life examples of straight Alphas being blown away by the god-like power they feel when a faggot submits to them, swallows their cock/cum, kneels and worships their feet, and submits itself for intense breeding. They discover deep truths about their Alphahood and what it really means to be a straight God Alpha.

The latest straight Alpha to tap into this power is Master Jerome. This French Alpha is only 19 years old, and even though he has plenty of women to fuck, his cock and balls tell him he needs more. He needs complete submission to his power, complete worship, and complete service.

He discovered faggots can give him that.

It just so happened that Master Jerome’s sister has three faggot friends who are part of her dance troupe, and Master Jerome was keen on claiming all three as his personal fags. If you’ve read previous installments, you’ll know that he’s already taken ownership of Fag A.

The last time I posted, Master Jerome had gotten Fag B to submit to him and suck/swallow several loads out of his balls. But Master Jerome knew his ownership wouldn’t be complete until he mounted and bred Fag B, and nothing could stop this powerful young Alpha from getting what he wants!

And so this happened:

Hi Sam, this is Master Jerome again from France.

I finally managed to fuck and breed Fag B and I want to follow-up.

After 3 weeks preparing his fresh meet, he took my dick balls deep like a pro. I first tried just with lube and fingering his pussy, but the boy begged me to stop when the head of my dick got inside him. The second time I tried I rimmed his for a few minutes, his ass is smooth and his hole is virgin and pink, so although I didn’t want to eat fag’s ass, I just did it as if it were a female pussy. It was better but I couldn’t put more than half in his tight hole. Finally, I got a butt plug for him, told him to wear it everyday for at least 6 hours. He followed my instructions like the good boy he is and, after a week doing this, his hole was nice and ready.

Because I knew I wouldn’t hurt him that time, I put his ass up, lube on my dick and inside his hole, I hugged him from behind and just whispered in his ear “there is no way I’ll let you leave this room today without my cum deep inside of your pussy”

I banged that sexy fag like he was the last hole on Earth. He made me so proud because I didn’t even need to tell him I was getting close. He started to beg me to cum inside of him and with a few more deep thrusts I felt my dick destroying his hole and shooting all my cum in that pink pussy.

He slept in my arms and gave me a nice blowjob in the following morning. After feeding him another load, I sent the boy home with my cum in his belly, throat, and ass, as it should always be: a submissive fag with the seed of a real man in all his holes.

Next step: approaching and conquering Fag C. By the end of this summer, I will have 3 fags for my personal use.

MAGNIFIQUE!

One thing that’s already very apparent is Master Jerome’s tenderness when caring for his faggots. He grooms them and compliments them and takes his time with them. The way a Man cares for a frightened puppy is the way Master Jerome handles his faggots.

Why does he do that? Because he’s a Protector Alpha, yes, but also because he’s aiming for an ownership that goes deeper than the back of a throat or pussy. Master Jerome wants to own the HEARTS of his faggots. His faggots will yearn for his cum and domination anyway, but he wants their hearts desperate to serve him. He wants his faggots to CHERISH him as both their God Alpha as well as their protective Owner.

As Men and Alphas grow, most develop a hardness around their hearts. A brutality replaces affection, and pride/ego prevents them from caring about details that don’t concern their immediate needs.

But Master Jerome is still just 19 years old. His heart is not hardened, and his vision is bright and clear. He has that invincible Alpha bravado, knowing he was born superior and worthy of worship. But, unlike older Alphas, he is still innocent enough to recognize that the weak who serve are giving everything they have to glorify him, and he cares for that.

He sees a fragile, budding flower being trampled on by careless feet, so he takes a moment to tend to it so that it can flourish. This is what Master Jerome is doing with his faggots.

It’s beautiful.

And it makes 19-year-old Master Jerome much wiser than Alphas three-times his age.

Very soon Master Jerome will own all three of these faggots, and what a glorious summer of worship he will enjoy! All three fags kneeling before him, kissing his feet and begging to be of service! This summer begins the reign of a new King in France, Master Jerome!

And his Kingdom will never end!

The following post is part of a thread chronicling the life and ascendancy of a powerful 24-year-old Asian Master named Alpha Alex. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!

This site has been blessed to know and feature two overwhelming Asian God Alpha super-predators, Master Alex and Master Jase. They’re both very similar, and both seeming anomalies among their Asian brethren. They’re hugely muscular, well-hung (at least nine inches), and ferocious hunters and breeders of faggots.

After my first update about Master Alex, we talked and I asked for more detail about his life as a successful, muscular God Alpha who owns a vast stable of faggots. He replied this way:

I take great joy in making fags out of men who think they rule the world, only to realise that there is an alpha male who rules and controls over them. And I find them at all places I frequent. The high-end gym I frequent is free of charge, courtesy both of my PT fag and his boss, when they’re not keeping my body pumped and worshipping my muscles, scent and sweat on their floor, their bent over, cunt spread, aching for my cock to fuck them into that addictive daze they crave. Restaurants and bars where once a confident client is hidden under the table cloths choking on my cock while I enjoy a three course meal or a drink. Meeting with other agents at parties or functions and exchanging greetings with their wives, while they stare hungrily at my face and body, waiting for when I call on them and pound my thick ten inches deep up their pussies harder and better than they can ever pleasure their own women. Single fags, married fags, I have the lot; nothing changes the fact that I own them. That their pleasure they receive should only be from how much they can satisfy and please me. Their gratitude to be in service, their sore throbbing cunt lips a physical badge of honour that they’re mine. Their need to worship me only when I call them my obedient sluts.

You ask about my house fag when I arrive home in a mood. What he does is obey. To meet my needs. If I come home normally, he kneels and fishes out my cock and lets the heavy weight lie on his face while his hands work on my feet, massaging them. He doesn’t suck until I command him to. When I am done with the initial worship and skull fuck, he is to thank me before hanging my clothes or putting them in the laundry. If it is my workout or training clothes, I expect him to sniff and gag himself on my scented musky clothing. If I come home needing to breed, I pin him down, where he obediently opens his mouth for me to relentlessly drill his throat, deep and brutal, before flipping him like a toy and mercilessly whipping my ten inches in his oversized muscle pussy. Telling him how much he loves being my cock slut, desperate for my attention. How he whimpers in gratitude against my savage rhythm until I breed him and leave him slumped and gaped and cum drooling out his pussy against whatever surface I lasted railed him against. One would not expect him to be my house fag, with how gigantic and built he is with the stance and demeanor of a military trained veteran. Yet here he is, submissive and shaking and trembling in need under my Asian strength, craving my dark alpha cock to take his mind and body into orbit.

I have been in a rutting period here, faggot. You would only wish you were one of mine, with how ravenous and inexhaustible my need to fuck and breed has been in the past month or so. And it has not ended. It is not uncommon for my house to have two or more sluts on a daily basis, all of which end the night broken, dazed, red fleshed, limp piles of muscle with loads of my cum dripping out their mouth and cunts. And I am still cleaning my hard cock off on my house faggots swollen lips. Even right now, my cock head is being nursed on by a fag called up to keep my cock busy as I work.

This is like a “Day In The Life Of A God Alpha” diary entry. However, there’s clearly nothing ordinary about Master Alex’s life, especially right now as it’s mating season and he is breeding so furiously and so deeply that he seems intent on bending Nature itself into impregnating his fags, I’ve been “attacked” like this by aggressive God Alpha Masters before, and it can be quite overwhelming. But Master Alex feels like another animal entirely.

If there is a common thread in the lives of God Alphas like Master Alex, it’s this: they’re all wildly successful and accomplished professionally. This should not be surprising, since all good things flow upwards to Alphas. They get all of the high-paying jobs, all the respect, all of the attention, all of the money, and all of the pussy they can ever want.

I’m so happy that Master Alex embraced his God Alphahood early so that he may enjoy a long life of daily success and worship and Kingship!

Thank you, Master Alex, for continuing to share your jaw-dropping life!

The following post is part of a thread following the rise of a straight college Alpha named Jason who has taken ownership of a faggot classmate named Mason! CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!

I must tell you it has been a real treasure to get to know Master Jason, the incredible straight college Alpha who recently reached out to me about his latest faggot Mason. Right from the start I recognized that, even though he’s only owned faggots for a couple of years, the ownership and training of them was almost second-nature to him. We always talk about how faggots are born to serve Men, but we rarely discuss how some straight Alphas are born to own faggots.

But Master Jason was born to own faggots.

To illustrate that I have a terrific story about Master Jason’s first faggot John (this faggot, still owned long distance by Master Jason, wrote to me about coming to be owned by him. I’ll share that in a separate post.

Now back to Mason. If you’ll recall, Mason thought he might not be a faggot, but Master Jason (utilizing his natural instincts) managed to break Mason and get Mason to admit he’s a faggot. There was even some light scent training as reinforcement.

I advised Master Jason to continue ramping up scent training and intensifying it in the hopes of cementing Mason’s resolve. That was, of course, exactly what Master Jason planned to do. He has incredible patience with faggots (part of his Protector Alpha personality); he understands that faggots are broken males in many ways and are vulnerable and scared. Master Jason’s training focuses on getting the faggot to embrace this purpose and then find fulfillment in becoming an owned faggot.

So Master Jason updated me on another little setback:

So far training Mason has been a process just slower yk since he is adapting to additional tasks I’ve assigned him, but ngl he’s done a good job of worshipping me and has been such an obedient fag now and the scent training has paid dividends. He’s even volunteered to do all my laundry without me asking, and I know he’s just been sniffing at my sweat-stained clothes. But I was surprised he didn’t write either and asked him about it but he doesn’t feel humiliated, just shocked bout the whole thing yk just a lot of things for him to handle at once.  I encouraged him to write to you about his perspective though, as he admitted not thinking his perspective was more important than mine. As for chastity, I’ll definitely look into making a ceremony for sure, def think it would create a closer alpha-faggot bond between us, but taking my time with it for now.

For scent training, it’s been kinda easy just bc I mentioned when we first talked I noticed how he took some of my gym clothes before, so his resistance isn’t as high. But to make him more addicted when we go to the gym I instruct him to smell my towel everytime I wipe sweat off to get him addicted to the scent and tell him I know he wants it and if he wants to continue serving me he needs to smell them. When we get back though I throw my gym socks at him and simply tell him that I know he wants to smell them and he has until I’m finished showering to smell them. I’ve been using this to train him to my scent but one time he was still sniffing my socks when I returned disobeying me so I didn’t let him worship or sniff my pits or clothes for 24 hours.  He ended up begging me if he could just use one of my gym shirts, which I flat out refused since he was disobedient.

This has made him so obedient that he knows when he can sniff and when he has to stop and he hasn’t made the mistake since then and scent training him has been almost a daily occurrence. I also reward him everytime he finishes my homework, cooks, or does the laundry by letting Mason sniff my pits and feet for around a couple minutes to really let him know that worshipping me is a reward. I’m planning to begin scent training him to my crotch soon by giving him my sweaty underwear to break him in and get him addicted, but tryna figure it still since my experience with John was different from other stories I’ve met since he never asked to worship my cock and he seemed happy just being my slave yk. So if ya have any tips feel free to lmk but that’s how its going so far.

Most of this sounded pretty good to me, and I complimented Master Jason for his patient approach and how it seemed to be paying off.

But then Master Jason sent me this troubling update:

For Mason though I took your advice man and tried to force his face into my crotch, but even tho he admitted he was a fag, he resisted a bit and couldn’t do so. For me I don’t find it weird, I am just selective on who actually gets to see and touch my cock. He apologized about being not ready and ended up tearing up a bit about being straight before to not being a fag and I did my best to comfort him, but I had to punish him and ended up tying him up in my room for a couple hours gagged with my sock. I encouraged him to write to you because although he’s obedient and everything, he still has these moments where I have to comfort him quite often. It’s definitely been a delicate balance yk with him more than any fag I’ve used just because I still see him as a brother of sorts, but I hope he does get better.

I do plan on moving forward in training him still over a longer period of time and I still haven’t really thought about placing my seed in him seeing as he hasn’t deserved it but a hole is a hole and if proves himself worthy I may consider it. 

How disappointing!

I have no idea how a guy can actively and repeatedly steal an Alpha’s underwear and still consider himself to be straight and not a faggot. I understand that Mason at first even told me that he felt like a Top and that he was “vers”, which was ridiculous to me given what he was doing with Master Jason’s underwear.

It honestly breaks my heart that Mason cannot let go of the delusions he clings to about being straight or anything other than a faggot. Even more tragic, he’s screwing up the opportunity to serve and be owned by a truly magnificent straight Alpha like Master Jason. Unlike most of his Alpha brothers, Master Jason shows patience and, even wilder, LOYALTY to his faggots. These are qualities that are very rare, and should NEVER be taken for granted.

While there are probably tens of thousands of faggots who would love to serve Master Jason, Mason is crying and begging off of it. It’s mind-boggling.

I can only praise Master Jason for attempting to comfort this faggot that resists his ownership and guidance. Most Alphas would’ve tossed it away by now, probably, especially straight ones who could be fucking pussy instead.

Thank you Master Jason for being a great Protector Alpha, a true example of Hierarchy at its finest!

This post is part of a thread following the development of a straight French Alpha named David who discovered that his roommate Vincent is really a faggot. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!

I feel really blessed as a faggot in this position because I’ve been able to mentor so many faggots to find fulfillment, but also some powerful Alphas! Here on this site I have literally chronicled the ascensions of many straight Alphas, charted every new discovery about faggot ownership, and pointed them to even greater avenues of domination and power! It’s been an amazing ride for the last ten years!

One of my more recent favorites is Master David. This straight French Alpha had never owned a faggot (or even considered it) until he met me while searching for information about his submissive gay roommate Vincent. Now he owns not only Vincent, but a couple of other faggots he’s acquired at the gym. Through the complete use of these faggots, Master David has experienced so many incredible changes in his life.

Then, more recently, he claimed a couple, Charlene and her beta boyfriend Quentin. In the latest update, Master David forcefully took and fucked Charlene right in front of an awe-struck Quentin and basically took her as his girlfriend. All of these things are chronicled in the link above.

But now Master David has experienced something new in this latest update. Let’s see what it is:

Hey boy,

You remember when I took my bitch Charlène from my beta friend Quentin? Well, a lot have happened since then!

I have enjoyed having Charlène at my place (where I live with my roomate Vincent). I fucked her regularly and she enjoyed the perks of my superior life, with the service of my devoted servants! Her former boyfriend Quentin has often been there to provide me blowjobs and foot massages before and/or after I fucked her!

But of course, I kept on dating and fucking other women, as well as my serving boys. Charlène had a hard time to accept that. So much that she finally broke up with me. For lack of a better choice, she returned to Quentin, who was only too happy to get my leftovers. But obviously, it wasn’t long before she regretted it and begged me to fuck her again! 

I answered her I was no longer interested into having her as my official girlfriend, but that I was willing to fuck her once in a while as a side chick. But only at one condition: Quentin himself had to BEG me to fuck his girlfriend! Needless to say, Quentin went home, kneeled, kissed my feet and said “Please Sir, it would be my honor that you keep fucking my beloved girlfriend! I can’t please her as you do, Sir! I’m begging you! Please!” After cuming into his mouth, I accepted.

He gave me a key to their home. So now, when I feel like it, I go to their place, I burst into their bedroom and I fuck Charlène who screams with pleasure! Sometimes I dismiss Quentin, sometimes I make him stay and watch me what a real man do. He even had to lick my feet while I was fucking her! Usually, when I spend the night with her, Quentin bring us the breakfast in bed on the morning!

I think I like this arrangement even better than having Charlène as my girlfriend! Now, I have a cuck beta servant that I can humiliate when I want to and Charlène has finally been forced to accept her place as just a sexual slave for my pleasure.

Life is really fucking good when you’re an Alpha!

So long, sam the faggot!

King David

As you can see, Master David learned that he, as Alpha, has a need for SPACE and FREEDOM so he can use or enslave anyone he chooses. Alphas shouldn’t be tied down like that. To build a Kingdom, an Alpha like Master David must spend his days reveling in his power while allowing females and faggots to fulfill their place in service to him.

This is how Alphas grow!

When I told him that, Master David replied:

You nailed it, faggot! I want it all. I want to have my cake and it it too, and I know I can! Either you submit to my rules, or you fuck off out of my life! Fags and betas and chicks are lining up to kiss my feet and suck my dick. I will only pick the most obedient ones. Every inferior must remember that it is easily replaceable and it has to EARN its place at my feet! Not the other way around.

That’s something I had to say to Vincent, when I felt he was becoming a little possessive. I told him: “Keep in mind: I am everything for you, I am the center of your world, but you’re just a very, very small part of my life. If you piss me off, you will never serve me again! So you better remember your place!” He cried a lot, but since then he kept in line.

Gosh it feels so good to be the master! To be the one who matters!

Can you hear the overwhelming joy in Master David’s words? These exclamations might as well be the roar of a lion!

I wish more straight Alphas would do more experimentation, let go of their preconceived ideas, and allow greater circuits of power to flow through them! Faggots are a key that unlocks the vault containing unbelievable Alpha power! It’s there for the taking!

I’m so proud of Master David for being one of those smart straight Alphas, a true King who recognizes that males and females of all sorts must fall so that he may rise!

College faggots are drawn to fraternities naturally because of the Alphas typically in them. The opportunity to possibly serve an Alpha or two, even domestically, is too tempting.

However, by the time Alphas get into a fraternity, they’ve already developed a keen hunting sense, and spotting a faggot in their midst or lurking on the outskirts becomes quite easy.

Once they do find a faggot, they usually employ them as task slaves and domestic servants. However, during rowdier times, frat Alphas often get a little wilder with their house faggots. I’ve heard of gang bangs and rapes happening in these situations.

Never underestimate the limitless possibilities of an Alpha pack on the hunt!

Here is that hot hung straight Alpha in high school that every one of us faggots lusted after, breeding one of his girls.

This is Alphahood in its purest form. The world belongs to him, but he doesn’t know it yet.

He just knows that, when he needs to be pleased, he gets it.

It feels so good to him, so fresh and young and full of power, to slide his long, Man-sized cock into her.

Watch as his cock overpowers her and takes her over.

He’s understanding now the power of the Beast between his legs. How it rules the world and transforms the weak.

The following post is part of a thread following the continuing service of a faggot named James who has been serving a young straight Alpha for TEN YEARS. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!

The title to this post is a pretty well-known saying among Alphas. I know, because I’ve heard them say it plenty of times. And while it’s clearly meant to be a joke, there is an underlying belief that I feel Alphas accept about “consent” versus “consent in the moment”, which are two wildly different concepts.

I can tell you that Alphas in the moment take any hesitation in resistance to mean consent. In other words, if the faggot or female doesn’t fight back vigorously and emphatically when being taken by an Alpha, the Alpha considers that to be half-hearted and essentially just a suggestion of resistance. Like a playful game, let’s say.

My faggot brother James (who is still serving his straight Master after ten years!) had a thought about this issue, which he sent to me through my Questions From Readers inbox. Here’s what he had to say:

Although quite rare, I have read and even personally heard a faggot’s account of what they consider being raped by an Alpha after submitting to his control… The most common instance of this would be forceful anal penetration after discussing only oral service beforehand… It seems that these faggots consider themselves on a par with a woman, reserving the right to curtail the man’s sexual release at any time prior to culmination.

Although I have been one straight Alpha’s personal faggot for 10 years to date, just prior to this I experience the same situation on two separate occasions with two different Alpha males. In each case, I had previously consented to meet for the purpose of providing oral service to completion and swallowing the load. In both situations the Alpha made the decision that oral service would not be sufficient to fulfill his masculine needs. So, prior to arriving at climax, these Alphas provided me with anal sex as an option. I had not prepared or allotted time for this so I declined. This answer was not acceptable and I was physically forced into assuming the position and being fucked until his satisfaction had been achieved. Although a certain amount of force was used to bring me into compliance, I recall that my resistance was halfhearted at best. Something inside of me seemed to urge compliance. I would outwardly exhibit resistance, but total submission would be the end result.

Once penetrated, my ultimate purpose as a faggot was realized and the Alpha’s satisfaction was achieved. I never felt that I had been raped or anything akin to it. After all, these men had identified me as a faggot beforehand and that meant they would have a certain mindset as to my purpose.

I knew they had only acted as nature intended… And my final compliance was true to nature as well.

Here James draws a distinction between a female and a faggot in terms of “rights”, and I agree with that. Women are meant to be complements of a Man, not a slave (like faggots are). That’s not to say that Alphas don’t roll through the stop signs women put up, but the dynamic is definitely different. As far as Alphas are concerned, there are no stop signs with a faggot, given that a faggot’s entire existence is to serve and service Alpha needs. So right off the bat, we can see that an Alpha’s perspective going into a meet-up with a faggot is radically different than that of their approach to females.

So given an Alpha’s original perspective on a faggot – that it exists to be used – once an Alpha is in the act of using a faggot and it starts to “fight back”, it’s only natural that the Alpha would force the faggot to take his dick and load (or give up money, or whatever else an Alpha is using a faggot for).

But the real meat of what James says involves the end result within the faggot when it is forcibly entered against its will and bred (or, in the vernacular of some, raped). As he correctly points out, the faggot learns its place in a more meaningful way. It becomes more submissive, more obedient, and more grateful for a deeper understanding of Hierarchy.

That is certainly what happened to me in my rape (I do call it a rape because I was actually fighting back and had a knife put to my throat). Even in a more violent scenario like mine, once the bleeding stopped and I could process what happened I definitely understood Alpha rage and authority from a much deeper perspective. And, in a weird way, I developed gratitude for my rapist for teaching me a fundamental lesson about Hierarchical truth.

That’s sick to some. But those faggots out there who have been forcibly taken and used by aggressive Alphas know of the truths about which I speak. I guarantee that my brother James knows.

Ultimately, faggots are “the willing”. We are born with a willingness to be used by Alphas, to serve them even in their darkest moments. We NEED to be used this way.

So it isn’t rape … not really. Our faggot hearts were willing to be taken long before we ever protested, and before they ever even penetrated us.

Alphas teach us this every time they hold us down and force us to learn that lesson.

Hi there, I remember your earlier series of podcasts and where you discussed Apex Lias. You’re probably aware that he’s deleted his Twitter and Instagram recently. What’s interesting is that I feel Lias’ power and influence has grown significantly over the years, basically the extent of his apex alpha-ness is far stronger and more developed than it was back when you did that earlier podcast, given the number of people who followed him. And likewise of course Lias has become even more attractive, muscular and frankly even more hung (his cock is now longer and thicker than ever), causing him to exude even more powerful energy. Is this sort of growth typical for apex’s or is this a factor of his own drive/determination? Hopefully he will return to social media at some point.

Thanks for the question!

Actually, with everything that has been happening since my return, I didn’t know he had deleted his social media. 

I had a tempestuous relationship with Lias. We had some productive conversations, but he had a short fuse (mostly due to his overwhelming arrogance), and for a liberal Alpha he seemed to have little concern for anyone but himself. Honestly, he seemed to despise the audience he craved so much. I never understood it, other than the fact that he loved the attention his mammoth cock and plastic surgery-enhanced good looks brought to him. 

I did FINALLY get him to admit that he lived off of the money of a wealthy faggot, which afforded him the opportunity to leisurely travel the world, indulge in the arts, and spend lots of time taking selfies in every single mirror he encountered.

If I sound like I didn’t like him, that’s true.

But he was beautiful to look at! I’ll include some pics of him from my archives after the jump! 

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As a faggot who found myself in this situation, I can tell you that this stuff goes on all the time. I know this seems like porn fantasy stuff, but it ain’t!

The following post is part of a thread detailing the admission and submission of a new faggot named Ben to a former classmate and college wrestler. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!

Like any other faggot, I know the difficulties of being young and having an idea about what I was that turned out to be false once the truth was revealed to me. It’s not easy. I thought I was going to be a gay bottom who would fall in love and maybe get married to a great Man. And then, at age 17, I met an Alpha named Roger who eventually forced me to become his cocksucker during our senior year in high school, and I learned I was actually a faggot. Everything I believed about myself prior to that shattered and blew away like chaff, and what was left on the threshing floor was me as a faggot with a new purpose.

As I’ve made pretty clear over the years, I never looked back.

As I’ve come to know many, many faggots and their stories of self-discovery, I now realize that my story was something of an anomaly. Most faggots struggled mightily with their identity, fought it for years and years, and suffered through many more humiliations before they were able to accept it about themselves. Part of the purpose of my (now) ten-year mission to teach Hierarchical truth was to keep faggots from suffering so much in their acceptance of this truth. I think I’ve helped some, but not all.

Ben is one such faggot. If you’ve been following my “Questions From Readers” posts, you’ve already seen two posts about Ben’s situation. I’ve now graduated his string of posts into a proper thread so they can be collected into one place, rather than trying to collect them manually. You can now read Ben’s previous questions by CLICKING HERE.

Here’s a brief summary: Ben used to think he was either an Alpha or a pre-Alpha when he was in college. He left college, but one day recently he was on Instagram and saw an old Alpha classmate (who was still in college, but they hadn’t seen each other in four years) and suddenly had feelings for him. He definitely wanted to submit to this Alpha friend, who had grown even more muscular and equipped with washboard abs.

So Ben contacted me and I encouraged Ben to reach out to this Alpha and see if the relationship could be rekindled. And sure enough, my plan worked, and this Alpha responded positively and even dominantly (because Ben was incorporating my advice), and Ben played it badly by trying to deny he was a faggot to this Alpha. I scolded Ben for this in my response to his second letter, and gave Ben a new game plan to really approach this Alpha submissively.

My advice was directed at getting Ben to admit the fact that he’s a faggot and finally embrace the truth. That was the point of this next stage (aside from getting this Alpha to use him, of course).

Well, Ben has returned with another update. And once again, there are wins and losses involved. Read on:

I took your advice and texted him again asking if he wanted to meet up again to talk. Unfortunately he was busy that day and when I asked why he surprisingly sent me pics from his football photo shoot saying “You wish you could see me up close in my uniform huh”. Even though he was clothed besides his biceps I spent so long thinking about that photo and it literally made me space out for a day.

He came over a few days later from football workout and Im trying to recall the details the best I can because it all moved so fast. I greeted him at my door by kissing his shoe and kneeling. When I looked up at him he didn’t seem shocked he just had this devoius smirk and said “about time you greet me the right way faggot”. I didn’t speak for a second and he immediately asked “so answer me are you a faggot?”. It took me a second but I nodded and said “yes I’m a faggot, your power made me realize it”. And he had this smirk again that was so narcistic but felt intoxicating to me.

What I didn’t expect was he immediately said “So are you gonna suck me off faggot or what?” I was foolish in the moment so I said “I’m gay but I’m mainly a top” and I still dk why I said that. He just replied “i don’t care what you are, you’re a faggot you’re going to suck my dick.” When I hesitated he unbuckled his belt and pants and just shoved my mouth onto his dick and said “nothing to talk about now huh and keep sucking or I’m putting belt to ass”.

Like I said I’m technically vers too so I don’t really give head often but he was the biggest guy I’ve ever seen. His cock soft was around the same length of some cocks hard I’ve seen. He was so brutal when fucking my throat that I gagged each time he thrust and I could taste the sweat from practice and I can’t stop thinking about the taste. Unfortunately he finished himself later by jerking off onto my floor and said “your head game needs work faggot”.

When he finished he told me “clean it up with your tongue nothing else” and I obeyed but it felt so humiliating getting his cum off the floor of my own house. I asked him why he did this now and you were right Sam he said “I just needed to make sure you were actually a faggot”. Afterwards he threw me his sweaty uniform and told me “Wash it and bring it on Sunday and keep your mouth ready”, which I’m currently smelling and can’t bring myself to wash yet.

Needless to say I’m currently in disbelief I do admit that I in no doubt want to serve him as an alpha but my cravings to top haven’t faded either and I do admit I’m a faggot. For advice I don’t know if you have any advice on becoming better at sucking dick because I felt ashamed when I couldn’t get him off and i know he plans to use my throat again.

Baffling outcome!

On one hand, there were some gains here. Ben DID submit, and Ben DID admit to this Alpha that he’s a faggot. And Ben DID attempt to suck his dick (like he had a choice), and Ben DID slurp this Alpha’s jizz off the floor. These are all HUGE victories for Ben’s growth! I’m proud of him for these things, which I know weren’t easy.

But he’s still defiantly clinging to the notion that he’s an Alpha. He even said he “wants to serve him as an Alpha”, which makes NO sense. Ben said he “still wants to Top”, which I guarantee is NEVER going to happen with this Alpha.

All we need to do it listen to Ben’s final few sentences to discover the truth.

Alphas or pre-Alphas don’t fret like that about wanting to become a better cocksucker, or feel disappointed that they weren’t good enough on their first time getting face fucked (nobody is!). In other words, Ben IS NOT AN ALPHA, he’s a FAGGOT. It just took a vastly more powerful Alpha to reveal this truth to Ben. He needs to accept this reality and quickly embrace it, because this Alpha is coming back SOON to claim his property!

There is little time to prepare, though. I’d get a carrot or a small cucumber from the store and start practicing lip/tongue techniques. Try to push past the gag reflex again and again … and try swallowing as it reaches the back of your throat to suppress that reflex.

Ben needs to get started NOW. This Alpha is likely turned on completely by the submission of a new faggot, and he’s not going to wait long to claim more!

I thank Ben for his honesty and courage! He’s going to be a good one!

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!

A couple of days ago Master Jase shared a pretty astonishing developing story of his claiming of a new faggot at his gym. You can read that first part RIGHT HERE.

At the end of that, Master Jase hinted that he wasn’t done developing this married muscle fag. Indeed, right after I published my first account, he sent me this message:

Ordered the new dad fag to wait in the carpark of the gym after work, received an instant “Yes sir” as a reply. The fag must have been agonizingly waiting for my message, and I know he usually goes home to his family but today, he’s aching and ready for his sore pussy to be put in multiple positions by my giant cock.

So I knew the next day (yesterday) was going to be insane. Witness the insanity:

The cunting continued today. As ordered, the fag was in the carpark, waiting. He was flushed and already panting when he saw me. Made the muscled fag get on his knees, asked if he had been a hungry little slut. “Yes sir.” Daydreaming about my cock choking and stretching you out? “Yes sir”, the fag got more breathless. Pushed his face into my crotch and told him to sniff. The fag groaned and moaned.

Tossed him into my car and drove home. I ignored his breathless moans in the back. Once home, I made him pull out my cock while I pulled off my shirt. I stood like that over him, my thick cock sitting heavy on his face, and I knew he could see my powerful body ready to train him more. First his throat. Made him take more down his spasming throat than he did prior. Spit and pre covered his face. Told him to strip, and then lie back on the sofa. He trembled as he did, and his legs automatically spread as I approached. I fingered his still red and clenching hole, stretching it, told the fag to at all times keep his eyes on either my face or my body. I pushed my cock in, steady and powerful, watching his face as instinctively moaned and groaned from his stretched ass ring trying to accommodate my girth. Paused and told the fag again to look at me. He did, with his face still smeared in spit and pre, his eyes already dilating. I pressed firmer and as I broke through his second cunt again, he began shaking and crying as his eyes rolled back again. His ass ring clenching weakly and uncontrollable and the rest of his ass squeezing me as the fag lost himself again to the cunting.

When he calmed down, I leaned over him so even his dazed eyes could see me. Told the fag that this was what he was made for, and began to fuck him in slow, powerful strokes, and watched as he started to cry again with his eyes going white. His body trembling and back arching, his legs spasming and stretching even further out when I pushed an extra inch in that he couldn’t take the day before. I love watching the involuntary actions of a fag when he gets cunted deeper beyond his belief. He was already incoherent, and an hour more of just the steady slow pace, the fag was barely conscious and weakly whimpering. Muscled slow-fucked into a pile of cock drunk flesh. Another fine cunting training session.

Got my in-house slut to take care of the fag before he got to work on my cock, and having had to keep control of myself with the new fag, I went full primal rage in wrecking his muscled cunt with a brutal and hard rutting. Even after I unleashed a monster load in his ruined cunt, the new fag hadn’t yet moved. Told my in-house slut that once he recovered, to wait for the fag to come to and drive him back to his car at the gym parking lot.

I’ve never had an Alpha cunt me in stages, so I can’t really imagine the delirium this new faggot is going through. The fag probably feels like it’s wandering lost in a haunted house, terrified of what’s around the next corner. Every encounter Master Jase pushes it deeper into a subspace that can overwhelm anyone. I have no idea how this faggot is returning to its family, its aching pussy empty and yearning for Master Jase’s cock to fill it again.

It’s pretty clear that Master Jase is going to push it even farther in the next day or two. Master has refused to actually breed the faggot (thereby making this cunting “official”) until he is able to fit his entire cock into it and fuck it properly.

I’m not sure who’s more excited about this prospect, the faggot or Master Jase … or ME!

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!

Have you ever watched films about lions? Ever notice how lions watch their prey carefully, stalk it, and then pounce, clamping their powerful jaws around its throat until it’s dead? In any of that, did it ever seem like the lion was thinking about anything other than satisfying its own hunger?

Of course not! The lion is an Apex Predator, and everything else serves its needs!

Like a lion, Master Jase is at the top of Hierarchy, a God Alpha. And like a lion, his urge to satisfy his need for domination and breeding come before the needs of inferiors beneath him. However, in the process of him using these inferiors for satisfaction, Master Jase occasionally transforms inferiors into their true form: a faggot. By splitting them open and deeply breeding them with his giant cock, he effectively forces them to accept their truth.

Like a lion feasting on a kill, what Master Jase does is an integral part of the Hierarchical circle of life.

Master Jase shared a pretty dramatic experience that occurred over the last few days involving a 40-year-old virgin faggot at his gym. It illustrates that primal function God Alphas play in the greater scheme of things.

Made a fag out of a 40-ish old father this last week. I will detail more later, but in summary. Broke him in on Sunday after the fag couldn’t resist my presence in the gym sauna after I had aggressively mounted another slut in the showers. Had him use his mouth over as much of my cock as he could, which was barely half my giant dick. Told him to clean his ass out and to meet me back at the gym on Monday at the same time in the morning.

Monday, I made him watch as I rutted inside a bodybuilder slut in a private room, then the new fag tried to take my cock in where it belongs. He could only take my cock head and a little bit more. Taking virgin holes like this is a thrill, especially when my cock looks like a bottle trying to fit itself in a fresh fags barely touched hole.

Tuesday he was able to take around four to five inches. He laid like a good boy after I told him to bend over a bench. How his body tried to take more, the fag begged at how he could always feel the slow stretch, how that bit of his pussy that I had loosens through was aching in soreness and need.

Today I cunted him. Back in the sauna. I sat and spread my legs, he knelt and sucked and licked. Told him to display for me, he bends and shows me his clean hole, still red from two days of training. Note that he is at least a head taller than me and more muscled. Didn’t stop me from picking him up by his waist, and positioning his hole over my raging monster cock. Inch by monstrously thick inch I sat him down on my cock. How he breathed hard, let out a few groans and even small yells. I told him that he could scream and whine, but I was unstoppable, and he was to remain in place. Half my cock was in, I turned him so he faced me. His arms were trembling, his back was arching and his mouth was already open and drooling.

I felt my tip pressing against his second hole. Too easy. I pushed him down, and felt his second cunt snap around my cock head. The reaction was instant. You have been cunted, fag Sam. You know what it’s like. The fag threw back his head, his eyes rolled back completely, his nostrils dilated and his tongue lolling out his drooling mouth. His hands were clawing weakly at my muscles. His legs were spasming and his toes curling nonstop. His whole body was flexing and twitching on my cock and in my arms. And I still had over a hand of cock left outside his taut stretched cunt lips. I rode his body back up and down, and each time I pushed passed his second cunt, the fags head would swing side to side, and his whole body would jerk. I love cunting fags like this. Slow and deliberate, so the fag can feel every thick veiny inch reshaping his cunt to the shape and size of my cock. How his thighs spread even further automatically, trying to expose his now important sex organ, his pussy.

I cunted the fag today for a solid half hour before I picked him off my cock and let him slide to the floor like a ragdoll. Until he takes my cock to the balls, my new fag doesn’t get rewarded with my seed.

He has plenty to learn. After all, I am a physical breeder, and the new fag has neither taken a real power fuck, nor a full breeding. Unlike my house slut that I just fucked into unconsciousness after I woke up at 4 am with a raging erection. Alpha needs hit at any time.

Indeed, I have been cunted multiple times before, and this is a pretty accurate depiction of it (from the Alpha perspective). I really connected with Master Jase’s detail about the new faggot involuntarily spreading its legs open to take more of his cock while being cunted. I experience this too, and I liken it to a deep relaxation that loosens the entire body. It’s mostly because the faggot brain is shut down during cunting, and they’re losing consciousness.

But like a lion, Master Jase could sense the faggot hiding behind the veil of normalcy. So he pounced, and then systematically devoured the faggot’s will and resistance over the course of a couple of days until the faggot was set free through cunting. Now there is no façade left, only a cunted faggot that will forever yearn for Master’s cock to fill The Void inside it!

Earlier I mentioned that Hierarchical circle of life, and I meant it. What Master Jase did with this faggot – indeed, what ALL Alphas do when they cunt their faggots – is part of a natural process that frees faggots to accept their place and purpose. If this didn’t happen, then there would be many more males wandering the earth in a confused, unfulfilled daze, unsure of their purpose.

Alphas forcefully taking, cunting, and owning faggots maintains the larger hierarchical balance … and it keeps the greater Alpha Pack well fed and satisfied!

It should not be surprising to find hierarchy prevalent among animal species. After all, hierarchy is the most pervasive social force governing humans (even though most people ignore it).

And indeed we do find forms of hierarchy in virtually every species in the animal kingdom. Note the intriguing video above about a natural hierarchy developing amongst a group of dogs. It’s interesting to see how closely it mirrors human hierarchies, including Alpha Pack defensive behaviors and a God/Apex/Alpha/beta structure much like I have outlined.

We are built this way!

Master @fpunishers has come a long way since I interviewed him on the Hierarchy Podcast. He’s a black Alpha who has owned faggots for a long time and is quite experienced with them.

He’s now started a professional porn career, but that doesn’t change how he carries his personal life.

Here he is training his loyal faggot @vegasfaggot to drink his piss … that’s been steeped with a jock covered in a year’s worth of cum.

FUN FACT: the faggot is wearing my original “FAGGOT” tee-shirt design!

A chastity cage is essentially a green light for any Man (Alpha or otherwise) that the guy wearing it can be used however they want.

This is why faggots proudly displaying their cages in gyms often get used in gyms. Alphas pumped with testosterone know they won’t hear “no” when they need to use it.

Here’s a young Alpha named @MasterNoirX visiting the room of a faggot owned by his Alpha brother, Master @danmasterboy. Master Noir needed to dump a load, so Master Dan had his faggot post up in a hotel room and wait ass-up for Master Noir to enter and then ENTER (if you know what I mean!).

Alphas typically never go without pussy to fuck. That’s because they not only can get someone to service them, but also they have Alpha brothers who look out for their needs, too.

The Alpha fraternity is a very real thing. When Kings recognize other Kings, a powerful bond develops that cannot be broken. They make elite plans together, share power and glory together, and rule kingdoms together.

Between each other, they laugh at how easy it is to own inferiors, to make these born-slave obey their every command. They marvel at the simplicity and majesty of their lives together at the top of Hierarchy.

This is the way of the world. Just as Nature intended!

#HierarchyIsLaw #HierarchyIsTruth

Straight God Alpha Master Dino and his fag-wife Jamie made themselves known to me in the summer of 2020. Little did I know that their incredible story – and the stories of Master Dino’s sons and the other countless Alphas and faggots that form their crazy Family – would transform the precursor to this site, Fags Worship Alphas.

Longtime readers know this legendary series of threads, but for the newbies, I can only warn you to STRAP IN. Master Dino’s Family will scramble your mind, upend your perception of life’s possibilities, and help you come to an understanding of the deeper truths of Hierarchy.

Restoring these threads has become more important to me now that my beloved friend and mentor, Jamie, has recently died of cancer. I resurrect this humongous story in honor of him and his unequaled Owner and husband, Master Dino.

You can access this thread by clicking the pic above, or CLICKING HERE!

It has been an undeserved privilege to carry and protect this integral tale of dominance, power, purpose, and even love. I do it with gratitude and humility and a hushed, solemn awe.

Always,

sam the faggot