The following post is part of a thread chronicling the awakening and ascension of Master Anthony, the straight Alpha cousin of Master Anthony! CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!

One of the greatest and most unexpected privileges of running this site over the years has been the opportunity it provides me to teach and guide straight Alphas to discover the profound pleasure and power that they receive by owning and using faggots. It reminds me of my days serving as the first faggot to a number of straight Alphas in my past. My role now is just as satisfying, but different ways. In my previous role, I served and got to witness how my submission transformed those straight Alphas day-by-day. Now, I work in a more personal way, and I’m able to understand the mental/emotional changes these straight Alphas go through as they delve more deeply into hierarchical truth through their fags.

The even better part of my efforts to teach straight Alphas these truths is the fact that, once they embrace faggot ownership, they start sharing it with their Alpha brothers. That’s what happened with Master Jin and the Alphas in Toronto, and that’s what happened with Master Anthony and his best Alpha friend Master Henri.

And now Master Anthony has done it again with his Alpha cousin Master Arthur!

I must tell you that I was impressed with Master Arthur from the beginning. Every time I hear from him, I feel an electrical charge in his words and actions. He’s cut from the same genetic cloth as his God Alpha cousin, and I sense that Master Arthur is going to become just that powerful. He’s still learning … but he’s learning FAST!

I’ve been begging Master Arthur for an update for a few weeks now, ever since he wrote and said he had news to report, He finally did that today, and it’s another dose of pure Alpha adrenaline:

Hey sam the faggot!

I’m finally able to reply to you! I’ve been planning to write to you for a long time, but new things kept happening to me and I can never seem to find the time or the patience to recount everything!

The day after my last story, as expected, my gym buddy Gabin came round to my flat to bring me my washed gym clothes. I’d planned how to welcome him. The door was open, and I was relaxing on my sofa, in my underwear, with my bare feet up on the coffee table. When he arrived, I said, “At last! I hope you’ve worked well! Go and pack them away over there.” He was fascinated by my feet, it was so funny! He was completely flustered! So when he’d finished tidying up, I said, “You’re a good boy. You know what? If you want, you can have a taste of my feet.” I burst out laughing at the look of sheer astonishment on his face! “Go on! I know you’re dying to!” 

He hesitated for a few seconds, his eyes fixed on my feet, practically drooling. And then he pounced on them like a starving man! On his knees, he licked my feet vigorously like a dog! It was so fun! So empowering! He licked and kissed my feet for a good half an hour. I forbade him from going any higher than my ankles and had to stop him, as I think he would have carried on for ages!  My dick was so hard, but I didn’t want to reward him too much right away. He mumbled his thanks when I kicked him out of my place! 

Other things have happened since then. Starting with Nicolas, my subordinate from the office. (By the way, I refer to him as my subordinate because that’s what he is at my workplace. But he’s now my slave as well!) One afternoon, I rang him on his work phone. When he said, “Yes, boss?”, I replied with a curt order: “At my feet. Now.” and hung up. He came running to my office! I told him to close the door and, without even looking at him, I said, “My shoes. Clean them.” He threw himself on the floor and licked my shoes meticulously while I worked, a big smile on my face. When I decided they were clean enough, I kicked him and told him to clear off, still without looking at him. As he left, he said, “At your service, if you need anything!” “I know.”

After that, I spent the weekend with some friends. Nothing too significant, except that while we were having a pizza-beer-TV night, I noticed that one of them often sat on the floor at my feet. I put my feet on his shoulders, and he didn’t flinch. I think I’ll deal with him when I get the chance!

But the following week was craaaazy! I love the way Nicolas treats me at the office. He’s always been shy and respectful, but now I feel that he’s eager to please me. Starting Monday, he began bringing me my coffee in the morning without me even asking. Always ready, always fawning. “Is there anything I can do for you, boss?” I don’t even thank him, I don’t look at him, I just wave him away. But he stays ready to obey my every command! 

So every now and then, when I need to relax a little between work sessions, I send him a curt message ordering him to come, and he rushes over. To lick my shoes, massage my feet… or suck my dick! I say, “On your knees,” and he knows what to do. I’m getting more and more aggressive when I fuck his throat, and I love it! He swallows all my cum like he’s dying of thirst! And he keeps coming back for more! It feels so good!

And then there’s still Gabin at the gym. When I went back there, he was really embarrassed about having licked my feet like a dog, and he asked me if we could just move on… But I made it clear to him that there was no going back! During my entire workout, I had him carry my towel and water bottle, fill up the bottle, dry me off, and wipe down my machines… And finally, sniff my armpits! Later that week, it happened again. But this time, at the end, I told him to follow me into the shower to soap me up. He was very embarrassed and hesitant, so I gave him a stern look, and he followed me after glancing around to make sure no one was there. 

In the shower, I had him lather my legs and feet while I washed my head. I was rock hard, and he was avoiding looking my cock. So I told him, “Wash my dick. And do a good job, because after this, you’re going to suck it!” He gave me a shocked look, then did as I said. Then I grabbed his head and fucked his throat! Oh fuck, the look in his eyes! So pleading! I felt like I could read in his eyes, “Am I doing this right, sir?” I was stroking his hair and whispering, “That’s good, good boy. You’re made for this. You love my dick, don’t you?” He nodded! Damn! Looking a guy right in the eyes while he’s got my dick in his mouth is one of the most intense feelings I’ve ever experienced!

After that, I decided to give him some other chores. Not just washing and bringing me my clothes, like last time, but also doing my grocery shopping for me. “You know what? I’m sick of running to the store. Won’t you be a good boy and do it for me?” He eagerly agreed! He left with my stuff, and I texted him my orders. And when he came over the next day, he had my clean clothes and my groceries! So cool! I made him put everything away, then I took off my socks. “I know a good dog who’s earned his treat!” This time, I kept my feet on the ground, and it was so thrilling to see him on his belly sucking my toes! Then I throat-fucked again, more aggressively than in the shower. He left thrilled! And I was even more so! And by the way, we didn’t mention reimbursing the cost of the groceries, so those were tributes from him!

You know what? I think that’s enough news for now. I still have a lot to tell you, I’ll try not to take so long to send you the rest! When you send me your post, be sure to CC Anthony again! I’ve shared bits and pieces with him over the phone and via text, but I want him to see my story on your site! 

Sees you soon, boy!

Master Arthur

Everything about this update is perfect. This is the exact kind of progression Master Anthony took on his ascent to the top of hierarchy! The confidence already on display is staggering!

One of the early skills that fascinate straight Alphas is the manipulation of inferiors (but mainly faggots) through the power of their feet. Straight Alphas cannot understand why fags love their feet, but they love how powerful they feel to be worshiped in such a lowly, debasing way. As Master Arthur mentions, he loved seeing Gabin on his stomach worshiping his feet. It’s a pure power play, and Master Arthur’s rock hard cock is proof enough that it turns him on despite being straight.

And that’s the point: straight Alphas use faggots sexually, not because they’re secretly gay, but because they are filled with POWER!

One of the other ways Master Arthur is progressing like Master Anthony in the way he’s rapidly integrating faggots into all aspects of his life. In fact, I think Master Arthur is embracing it more fully and more rapidly than Master Anthony did! He already owns faggots at work, he owns a domestic faggot, he owns a faggot for gym/shower duties, and a faggot that is tributing financially to him and performing tasks! That’s a huge integration of faggots into his life, and he’s doing it all with a wonderful sense of adventure!

You know, God Alphahood is difficult to predict, and it’s certainly not meant for every Alpha. But if I hop on Kalshi and bet on it, my money would be on Master Arthur reaching God Alphahood. His confident use of his dominance and his fearlessness make him the perfect owner of faggots. I can already see him owning in-house fags like Master Anthony, and using them in front of his women as a flex.

I’m so grateful to Master Arthur for catching me up! I cannot wait to hear from him again!

The following post is part of a thread chronicling the awakening and ascension of Master Anthony, the straight Alpha cousin of Master Anthony! CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!

When I received Master Arthur’s electrifying email regarding his impressions of hierarchy and his place in it, I knew for a certainty that I would soon hear back from him with even greater feats of domination. The vast power that smart straight Alphas perceive when they first learn about hierarchy proves to be irresistible to them. They need more of it.

This is the critical First Step that a straight Alpha must take if he is to ever experience the fullness and the richness of his power and dominion

Many straight Alphas do eventually take those steps (sometimes secretly) as they crave more focused worship, which is why this site exists today. As a faggot who was blessed to be the First Faggot for at least five straight Alphas, I have watched this dance these straight Alphas do as they weigh the pros and cons of faggot use and ownership. They can usually be broken down into two categories: the “THINKERS” and the “ACTION-TAKERS”. The “thinkers” spend a lot of time dipping their toes into the waters of sexual contact/experimentation with faggots while also trying to gauge if its’ changing their sexuality. On the other hand, the “action-takers” don’t give a fuck about what anybody else thinks …. they immediately try whatever they want and take in all of the glory and power faggots provide.

I think its’ safe to say that Master Arthur, like his cousin Master Anthony, is most definitely an action-taker!

It definitely helps that Master Arthur was already subconsciously manipulating faggots prior to being enlightened. He was following the Natural Order and flexing his power over inferiors all of his life. He just didn’t know exactly how it felt to be an ALPHA KING rather than simply an Alpha. But now that he’s learned this vital Alpha truth, he seems to be completely unleashed.

Here is the letter Earth’s newest King sent to me today:

Boy,

Your post is great! That’s definitily okay for you to call me Master haha! When I was at the beach villa with Anthony and his lackey, Fabien called me “my Lord” to avoid any confusion between us and I loved that, but I’m certainly going to love being called Master by my own slaves! 

Actually, I already went a step further with those two guys I told you about. My subordinate at the office, Nicolas, and my workout buddy, Gabin. By the way, when I talked to Anthony about them, he said “Come on, bro! They’re literaly begging at your feet to serve you! All you have to do is pick them and make them your slaves!” So I definitely didn’t want to fall further behind him! Yesterday, I once again had Nicolas massage my feet on the coffe table in my office. Then I got up and said to him “How much do you want to suck my dick?” He blushed and stammered “A lot, Sir…” So I ordered him “Get on your knees”. I locked the door to my office, pulled my dick out of my pants, and fucked his throat! I LOVED it! He was so eager to please me and to take it all the way! I filled his mouth with cum, and he swallowed it all. Then, I’m not sure why, I spat on him. I guess I just wanted to mark him even more as my property! He looked up at me and said “Thank you so much, Sir…” I told him he was a good boy and he beamed! Boy I felt so good! I freaking love power!

And yesterday afternoon, at the gym, in the locker room, I threw my dirty clothes at Gabin and said, “Doing laundry annoys me, will you do it for me?” He was taken aback, but he quickly replied, “Yes, of course, as you wish! Shall I bring them to your place tomorrow, all clean?” “Absolutely!” And then I added, “You can sniff them if you want!” He chuckled nervously and blusheded. When he brings them over to my place today, I have a feeling I’m going to have some fun with him! Haha!

And the cherry on top? That evening, I was so turned on by what had happened that day that when my girlfriend came over to my place, I fucked her like a bitch! I ordered her to call me Master and she did! I fucked her ass and she didn’t complain! That was SO GOOD! I don’t know exactly yet how I’m going to incorporate her into my new Alpha life, but I feel myself becoming more and more dominant with women. Any thoughts on this? She’s already pretty submissive, since she knows I sleep with whatever women I want when she’s not around, and she’s totally fine with that. On the other hand, she’s not allowed to even flirt with another guy! But I’m wondering if I’ll tell her about my male slaves.

I feel an incredible rush of energy. I want to conquer the world, live in a castle with an army of slaves at my feet to satisfy my every whim, and lots of girls and boys to fuck! It’s like I just discovered what it truly means to be a man after years thinking I was already one! Boy I’m so hard right now, Nicolas is going to take care of that, haha!

Bye, boy!

Master Arthur

THIS is why it’s soooo important for straight Alphas to know the truth about hierarchy and apply it in their lives! Today’s letter from Master Arthur is like a primal howl of power! In just one day he experienced three separate applications of his Alphahood, each one informing him and expanding the field of vision of his “hierarchical third eye”. He’s starting to see through people and instinctively know their need to serve him! This is great!

Already Master Arthur is claiming new fags. By feeding Nicolas his cum, the potent substances in it are now inside Nicolas, altering the fag’s chemistry and making him more submissive. Soon, the faggot will be CRAVING Master Arthur’s cum in ways that he’s not used to seeing from females!

Same goes with Gabin! Two owned faggots under his control just days after learning the truth!

I really loved to hear the detail about fucking and dominating his girlfriend later in the evening! We see this again and again with straight Alphas once they start owning and using faggots. The power is so overwhelming that these straight Alphas, flushed with that power, must truly unleash that dominant energy! It’s like grounding an electrical circuit. Often in findom we see the straight Alphas in that scene rush off to fuck their girlfriends because their cash fags have gotten them so aroused by their tributes!

The final paragraph from Master Arthur is so inspired! I wish I had five bucks for every time a straight Alpha wrote something like that to me! I wouldn’t be flat broke right now, that’s for sure! I’ve heard it from both straight and gay Alphas, and it never stops being so thrilling to me! I love being a part of helping Alphas ascend to their proper place in hierarchy!

I think we can already see a competition brewing between Masters Anthony and Arthur! Right now, Master Anthony has established his God Alpha status based on multiple factors over the last couple of years. However, Alpha mentorship also involves some healthy competition, and I have no doubt Master Arthur can become a truly powerful King just like his younger cousin.

One more thing: this use of the word “lackey” or “subordinate” throws me off. I realize that the French don’t have a clear appreciation for the word “faggot”, but there isn’t a better word than “faggot” to actually capture our essence and role My little brother Titouan is called “pedale”, which is similar in meaning to the word “faggot”. I just think it’s best to use the most derogatory terms to describe the sub males born to serve Alphas, mainly because it reinforces their mindset. I’ve noticed that Master Anthony uses “faggot” much more these days, and I think Fabien responds better to it. Just a quick tip for Alphas out there!

Anyway, I thank Master Arthur for sharing his latest triumphs and his insights! It’s amazing to witness!

Yours,

sam the faggot

The following post is part of a thread chronicling the awakening and ascension of Master Anthony, the straight Alpha cousin of Master Anthony! CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!

It’s something of a sacred moment on this site when another straight Alpha discovers the purpose and uses of faggots. Choruses sing on earth and in heaven while the poorly-constructed foundations of modern society crumble and succumb to the natural order of the universe!

This is how it has always been, and no amount of lies or justifications will ever dull that truth!

I realize I’m something of a fanatical evangelical when it comes to hierarchy, but I’m also someone who has seen hierarchical truth completely transform many ordinary straight Alphas into literal God Alphas with kingdoms spanning the globe! I’ve received many letters from grateful straight Alphas I’ve helped to unlock untold power surging within themselves and all the pleasure and security that comes with it!

And now Master Arthur, the straight cousin of my beloved Master Anthony, has discovered the hierarchical truth of his real destiny! He’ll never be the same!

Prior to a few weeks ago, Master Arthur knew life as a clearly superior Man who had no trouble getting laid or getting people to do favors for him. But then Master Anthony introduced Arthur to his excellent faggot Fabien (with the express purpose of letting his cousin sample faggot worship), and Master Arthur was HOOKED!

The other day Fabien directed Master Arthur to this site, and, after devouring a bunch material, he sent me one of the most amazing introductory emails I’ve ever received! Read what he wrote:

Hey! You’re that Sam boy, right?

I’m Anthony’s older cousin. I just spent hours browsing your website… It’s all so crazy! Especially the stories about Tony! I never would have imagined how all that happened with his slave Fabien! All this stuff about hierarchy really resonates with me, and yet I had no idea that this whole culture even existed… I’ve always been a pretty dominant guy and I do like subduing some dudes here and there, but I did not fully realize that some of you boys were actually debasing yourselves that low to serve a man! Do you willingly give up all pride and self-respect just to please someone you see as better than you? That’s crazy. And awesome!

But then again, none of this seems implausible to me since my vacation with Tony and his lackey. How I loved having a slave at our mercy all this time! The funny thing is that Fabien doesn’t even look like a fag, he’s a pretty strong handsome guy. But gosh the lever of pure devotion in his eyes when he was sucking my cock! I felt like I could literaly ask him anything to make me happy and he would do it right away! Well, he might have asked Tony first. Boy does he love him! I wish I had a woman who adores me as much as Fabien adores Anthony! He practically worships the ground he walks on! I must admit I’m a little jealous of Tony. I always saw him as my lttle bro and I used to groom him and teach him how to pick up girls. Now he’s like far ahead of me! If even just half the stories about him are true, I’m very impressed, I’m not gonna lie.

All this stuff really turns me on big time. Ever since I went back to work (I’m an executive in the financial sector), I’ve wanted to try out some new things there. I have a young, shy subordinate on my team who really looks up to me. I’m usually both kind and teasing with him. I followed Fabien’s advice to see where I could take him. Once, we were having coffee on the sofa in my office. I took off my shoes and put my socked feet up on the coffee table. I could tell he was all flustered and drawn to my feet. So I said, “You know what I’d like right now? A foot massage. He stammered, blushed, and then realized I was serious. And he massaged my feet! The next day, it was the same thing, except this time I put my feet right on his lap, and he massaged them without being asked!

This week, I bought some new dress shoes. I had him come into my office so I could show them to him. He complimented me, as always. So I said “Don’t you think they could be brighter? I wish someone could shine them.” He hesitated, not quite sure what to do. He asked me in a small voice if I had a cloth or something to clean them with. So I said “Come on, boy! Just use your fucking tongue!” The poor guy blushed so much! He slowly got down on his knees and licked my shoes right off my feet! I even lifted my feet so he could lick the soles, and he did! The feeling was incredible! When I told him, “Good job, boy, ” he thanked me! He thanked me for letting him lick my shoes! Awesome!

And it’s the same at the gym. I have a regular buddy there, a guy who’s pretty muscular but often asks me for advice and is always flattering me (that’s why I hang out with him, it’s good for my ego!). I started giving him direct orders: carry my towel, dry me off, fill my water bottle, clean the weight machines for me… Every time, he obeyed immediately. So I took it a step further: I told him to wait for me in the locker room while I took a shower, then to put on my socks and shoes, tie my shoelaces, and carry my bag… He was still so obedient! Yesterday, all sweaty after working out, I jokingly asked him to smell my armpits. He stuck his nose right in there without thinking twice! He was so embarrassed afterward, but I patted him on the cheek and said “Good boy”.

I feel like I’ve become more attuned to people’s deferential behavior toward me… It’s crazy, it’s as if the world has become my hunting ground, as if anyone could become a potential submissive… It’s exhilarating! Fabien tells me that the guys at the office and at the gym are already at my fingertips, that I could fuck their mouths and asses anytime I feel like it! I have a feeling I’ll be putting that to the test soon! My girlfriend will be back soon, and I’m wondering how I’m going to fit her into all of this. It’s going to be interesting!

It was fun to talk about all that! Let me know if you have any comments, since you seem to be the expert on all this.

Bye

Arthur

BRAVO!!! What a STUNNING start to Master Arthur’s journey!

I complimented Master Arthur because he’s showing fearlessness in pursuit of his rightful claim on the world! Some straight Alphas shrink back out of fear of being “gay” or what people might think. The truly successful Alphas who ascend to greater levels of power charge ahead as Master Arthur did, eager to stretch his newly-discovered power!

Master Arthur astutely mentions this sudden ability to see the submissiveness of others and how to control them. This is what I call “the hierarchical third eye”. Highly attuned Alphas use this “third eye” to see through the false personas and delusional lies that subs/faggots put up to defend themselves. Suddenly, shifts in a someone’s posture or momentary downward glances tell these Alphas everything they need to know in order to claim them!

I’m sure Master Arthur noticed some of these telltale signs as he dealt with people in his everyday life, but he didn’t know what it meant (or could mean) for his life. He figured he was just “a popular guy” who was well-respected.

He didn’t know the ancient truth of hierarchy. He didn’t realize that he was part of a legacy of natural-born Alphas, and that his life was destined to be that of worshiped Kings!

Master Arthur has found himself in Wonderland, and now he’s discovered that it all belongs to him! He only needs to use the key that has been inside him his entire life!

It’s a heady and overwhelming concept, but you can already tell that Master Arthur senses the truth of it!

Master Anthony and Fabien deserve so much praise and thanks for giving Master Arthur this life-changing gift!

As for Master Arthur, this is only the beginning of the infinite life of abundance he was always meant to have!

Thank you, Master Arthur!

Always,

sam the faggot

The following post is part of a thread chronicling the experiences of a French faggot named Fabien who has been claimed by his straight Alpha friend Anthony. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!

When people tell me it’s “impossible” to convince a straight Alpha to try using a faggot sexually, I just shake my head and laugh. I’ve served plenty of straight Alphas, and so have many faggots I’ve chronicled over the years. Statistics bear out that more and more straight Men are trying gay sex, and I guarantee you that these gays they’re fucking faggots when they do.

As the hierarchical purpose of faggots becomes more widely accepted and embraced, this new generation of faggots are better trained and more service-oriented. This is how faggots win over these straight Alphas.

Among this new generation of faggots transforming straight Alphas, my brother Fabien is one of the finest. He’s smart, sexy, humble, and always grateful for his chances to serve.

I was there when Fabien first set out to seduce his current Owner, Master Anthony. Since then, Master Anthony has been able to watch his faggot seduce multiple other straight Alphas in his Alpha pack.

Most recently Master Anthony introduced Fabien to his cousin Sir Arthur. Master Anthony primed Sir Anthony about faggot usage, and then the two Alphas proceeded to use Fabien every which way they could and loaded him up with their superior cum.

Afterward I predicted that we were going to hear from Sir Arthur again. Well listen to the message Fabien just sent me:

My beloved brother,

Just a quick note to tell you that Sir Arthur, my Master Anthony’s cousin, has been very eager to explore his Alphahood since our vacation week together! He’s sort of already started to claim faggots. We spoke at length on the phone; I told him about your website, and he was very interested in learning more. So I sent him the website link and your email address. Don’t be surprised if he writes to you!

I hope you’re doing great, big bro! I’m exhausted but so happy to serve Men! The greatest beings on Earth!

Lots of love,

fab the fag

I cannot tell you how happy I am to hear this! My brother Fabien has done a terrific job seducing Sir Arthur, and how Sir Arthur is starting to understand all of this power he knew he could feel!

And he wants more!

I congratulate Fabien on a job well done! I can’t wait to find out what happens next!

UPDATE: as I was finishing this post an email arrived from Sir Arthur!!! You’re not going to believe this!!!

The following post is part of a thread chronicling the experiences of a French faggot named Fabien who has been claimed by his straight Alpha friend Anthony. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!

The story Fabien told us a couple of weeks ago about accompanying his Master Anthony to visit Master Anthony’s straight Alpha cousin Arthur. Fabien did an amazing job of dropping little seeds of hierarchical truth for Arthur to consider, and he was definitely intrigued. I was so proud of my baby brother!

I also knew there was going to be more to this story … but wow, the story Fabien just sent me goes beyond anything I was imagining!!!

Let’s hear it:

My beloved big bro,

I realized that you had published the story of my encounter with Arthur, my Master Anthony’s older cousin! Thank you so much! I’m so proud to have opened this Alpha’s eyes on Hierarchy and our respective places in it!

I’ve just spent a wonderful week at the feet of these two Superior Men. I should at least tell you what happened the next morning after I wrote to you last time, because that was huge and it set the stage for what happened since then! In fact, I had written down some notes that very day so I could remember as much as possible of what I had said and send it to you later!

The next morning after my last update, Sir Arthur was the first Alpha to wake up and go downstairs while I was doing a little cleaning. He was still half-asleep, shirtless and gorgeous in his pajama boxers. I rushed over to greet him, kiss his feet, and offer my services. I was kind of hoping he’d have me take care of his morning wood, as Anthony had suggested, but he simply asked to have breakfast in front of the TV. I complied immediately, served him, and remained discreetly at his disposal. When I cleared away his breakfast, I timidly asked if he wanted anything else and suggested a foot massage. To my delight, he gladly accepted!

I knelt down in front of him, took his foot in my hands with the utmost respect, and gave it a thorough massage. His moans of pleasure sent shivers down my spine! He looked at me with amused curiosity. Suddenly, he asked: “Are you happy to be my cousin’s slave? Aren’t you a little upset about being dominated like that?”

I smiled at the opportunity to continue my hierarchical teaching. I answered very honestly: “Actually, Sir, I’m happier than I ever was before. Because I have found my true nature and my true purpose. My life has a meaning. I told you, Sir, my existence is to serve an Alpha Man like you. And thank you very much for allowing me to massage your feet. That’s one of my favorite things to do.”

“Really? Why do you like that?”

“Because I got to kneel in front of a Superior Man. To gawk at him while he’s resting in his glory. To touch his feet, the lowest part of his body, therefore the part I’m closer to. And above all, to make him feel good. That is such a privilege, Sir. Thank you very much.”

He had the same smug smile as Anthony. I could see that I was converting him to his destiny as an Alpha and a Master. So I kept going!

“Please, Sir, imagine what your life could be. You would never have to waste your time doing any menial tasks ever. Cleaning, cooking, running errand or whatever else… That is below you. That’s what slaves are for. You got to spend your time doing whatever you really love, Sir.”

My words captivated him and his expression grew more serious. He slipped his hand into his boxers. Deep down, I smiled triumphantly. I brought his foot to my lips and tenderly kissed his toes.

“Imagine, Sir. Inferior boys and girls constantly at your beck and call. Doing whatever you want. For your comfort, your pleasure, your fun. You don’t have to be nice to them, you don’t have to be polite to them. You can degrade them as much as you want. You just do as you feel. You are the only one who matters. They cater to your every need, they obey to your every whim.”

I gently rested his foot back down and moved closer to his crotch. Seeing that he wasn’t stopping me, I respectfully pulled his cock out of his boxers. A big, proud cock! I looked him straight in the eyes as I whispered.

“All the glory and all the wealth of the world laid at your feet. Just because you exist. Because you deserve everything for you who are. Imagine, Sir. Inferior males groveling before you and serving you. The most beautiful women begging you to fuck their pussy.”

I gently sucked on the head of his dick, still looking straight into his eyes, then said “This life can be yours, Sir. That is your birthright.”

Something clicked inside him. Arthur grabbed my head and forced me to suck him off. He stood up to keep going. He fucked my throat very roughly until he came inside me. With my mouth still full of his semen, I looked up at him adoringly and whispered, “Thank you so much, Sir! I saw in him a kind of new, almost frightening rage. Heavy breathing, he flexed and admired his muscles, as if he was rediscovering his body, marveling at his own power. Then he said, “Worship me. WORSHIP ME!” I rushed to kiss his feet fervently, while I heard him whisper, “That feels good… that feels good…” Then he stomped on my head, saying “Do you like that, slave?” I managed to stammer. “Yes, Sir! Thank you for honoring me!”

That’s when we heard Anthony’s amused voice. “Having fun?” He came downstairs, pleased with what he saw. “Here, I’ll show you how to use him”. So Anthony picked me up, threw me on the couch, and fucked me in the ass.  Arthur watched intently, before deciding to fuck my mouth at the same time. After they both came inside me, Anthony asked his cousin, “Want to give it a try?” And Arthur was more than happy to!

Arthur is the first Man other than my Master to have fucked me in the ass! Usually, during parties with his Alpha bros, he reserves that right for himself with me. But this time, they both had their way with me, I was spit-roasted one way and then the other. They laughed heartily together, praised and encouraged one another, while I was serving as their sex toy. By the end, I was exhausted and sore, but so proud and happy to have helped strengthen their bond! And to have helped awaken Arthur to the pleasures of power and faggot ownership!

You can imagine what the rest of the trip was like! Catering to those two Alphas was exhausting. Luckily, they brought some girls around to have fun and sex too, which freed up a little time for me to do other servile things ahah!  But I felt so useful and so at home at the feet of those two amazing Men. After all, I have been the first faggot to both of them!

Anthony and I are back at his place (aka “my” apartment), and life is getting back to normal. But I have to admit I’m hoping to see Arthur again from time to time, hopefully soon… And I can’t wait to find out how his life will change now that he knows the truth! I look forward to mentor some faggots to serve him as he deserves!

I hope you’re doing well, big bro!

Lots of love!

your loving little bro

fab the fag

WOW!!!

Fabien continues to impress me with both his dedication to pro-level fag service and also his mentor-level representation of hierarchical truth. His training and development under Master Anthony has resulted in an incredible array of skills.

What he did to both teach Alpha Arthur and then help him to take action is a masterclass of faggot enticement. This is how it’s done! Fabien reminds me SO MUCH of how I was in my early days, utilizing my intelligence, my ability to apply hierarchical principles, and my ability to make straight Alphas to feel comfortably excited to convince multiple straight Alphas to try using me. It’s one of my proudest accomplishments as a faggot, and I sense that Fabien is proud to do that, too!

I’ll point out a technique Fabien utilized effectively here to get Alpha Arthur to finally give in to his desires: at one point Fabien made a sexual move (like positioning his head near Alpha Arthur’s dick) and then gave him some encouragement. This combination of stimuli proved to be the cocktail that caused Alpha Arthur to finally take whatever he wanted!

Honestly, this encounter between Alpha Arthur and Fabien should also be credited to Master Anthony. He knew the skills of his most beloved faggot, as well as the needs of his cousin. Master Anthony understood that he only had to arrange the meeting and leave the rest to Fabien. It really reveals Master Anthony’s trust and pride in his wonderful, talented fag!

I know I’m proud of Fabien, too! This is a landmark example of how to seduce straight Alphas! Thank you, dear Fabien!

I love you, baby brother!

sam the faggot

The following post is part of a thread chronicling the experiences of a French faggot named Fabien who has been claimed by his straight Alpha friend Anthony. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!

I’ve been the First Faggot to at least five straight Alphas, and each time it’s happened I’ve felt such a weight of responsibility. I always want to give Alphas good experiences, but with straight Alphas who have never known what’s it like to be serviced by a faggot, there’s more importance to get it right. I’ve always taken this responsibility seriously.

Fabien is a faggot after my own heart. He’s the little brother I never had, and we both see eye-to-eye on the importance of our purpose as faggots of straight Alphas. We also value and cherish every opportunity we have to be of service to these Kings!

Fabien’s latest update tickled me because it’s full of the joy as well as the scheming that we faggots do when dealing with straight Alphas who are oblivious to the purpose of faggots.

Read on to learn more:

My beloved big brother,

I definitely don’t want to make the same mistake of forgetting to tell you about an important moment in Anthony’s life (and mine), so I’m using the time while the Alphas are sleeping to write you a recap of the day!

My Master and I have been staying in a lovely little villa near the beach since yesterday. Today, while Anthony went to see some friends who were visiting nearby, I was supposed to pick up his older cousin Arthur at the train station. My Master told me that he thought his cousin was probably an Alpha (he’s very popular with girls, scores a string of conquests, and is generally very well-liked by everyone) but that, to his knowledge, he didn’t use any slaves. So I had the pleasure of meeting Arthur today and taking him to the beach, where he wanted to spend some time, and then at the villa, where he’s spending the week with us.

As soon as I saw him, I knew that my Master Anthony was right and that his cousin was an Alpha. Arthur is in his early thirties, about my age, and he exudes confidence and charm. You’ll probably think I’m obsessed with Spider-Man (and maybe I am!), but I think he has a bit of a resemblance to Andrew Garfield when he was younger and more muscular. In any case, my servile instinct kicked in immediately when I was with him!

When I met him, I took his luggage and asked him what he wanted and what I could do for him. I’ll try to transcribe as faithfully as possible (albeit maybe simplifying a bit) the conversation he and I had while we were walking to the beach and I was carrying his things.

“So you’re Tony’s roomate, hey?”

“Actually, I’m more his live-in servant. That’s why I am at your service as well, Sir! Tell me anything you want.”

He chuckled. “What do you mean? Does he pay you to clean his house and stuff like that?”

“No, he doesn’t pay me. Actually, I’m the one who gives him money! He deserves all I can give to him, and more.”

He looked at me with a mixture of amusement and puzzlement. Anthony hadn’t told me what I should or shouldn’t say to his cousin, but I felt it was my hierarchical duty to tell the truth to this Man who, clearly, wasn’t yet living the life he deserved to his full potential.”You see, Sir, there’s a Male Hierarchy, and the Alpha Males are at the top. They are the strongest, most confident and powerful Men who are natural leaders. The most superior Alphas are the ones who own and use slaves, especially male slaves.”

He wore an incredulous smile. “And so, men like you…”

“I’m not a Man. I don’t deserve that name, because I’m at the very bottom of the Hierarchy. I’m a slave. I was born for this.” He seemed more and more interested, though he was still skeptical. So I went on.

“Me and other males, we are natural slaves. We exist to serve Alphas and be used by them in any way they want. We serve them domestically, of course, financially, and we praise and worship them. And even sexually.”

He was surprised. “What? I thought Anthony’s was straight! We used to chase girls together, I practically trained him when he was a teen!”

“Then you did a wonderful job, Sir! Anthony is very popular with girls, I can tell you! He fucks them again and again! But even straight Alphas use inferior males sexually. They fuck us because that increases their power and their dominance. That doesn’t make them gay. Actually, they’re the straightest of straight Men.”

Arthur was silent for a moment, clearly deep in thought. When we were at the beach, and he was resting in the shade on a lounge chair after swimming, I sat in the sand, near him, practically at his feet.

“May I ask you a question, Sir? When you were in high school or college, or even now at work, do you have any bootlickers, any minions? People who do your every bidding? Don’t you see the people who bend over backward to please you?”

“Yeah, sure… In a way, I guess… I mean, I’ve always been popular…”

“That’s Hierarchy, Sir. You could certainly have slaves like me if you wanted. And you could fuck them whenever you want!”

He thought for a moment, then shook his head. “Nah! That’s too weird!”

I shrugged. “Suit yourself, Sir. As an Alpha Male, as I gladly think you are, you are entitled to do what you want. If you don’t want to fuck males, just don’t. I would simply say that, in my humble opinion, you’re denying yourself a great power that should belong to you. And I’m saying that with all the respect I own to my superior, Sir!”

After another moment of silence, he asked me “Do you really think I could have a… a slave like you are to Tony?”

“At the very least, I think you should own some servants to do your chores, Sir. A real Man should never stoop to menial tasks unworthy of him. That’s what slaves like me are for. And yeah, I think you would remained stuck at a lower-level Alpha if you don’t use slaves sexually.”

Another silence. I’m almost certain I spotted an hard-on under his swimming trunks… And then, out of the blue. “Would you suck me off?”

I beamed. “Believe me, Sir, I would be very happy to do this for you. But I belong to my Master Anthony. I’m his property, and I cannot possibly submit to any other Man, however Alpha he is, without his explicit approval.”

When we got home to the villa, Anthony was already there. The two cousins shared a manly hug, and my Master motioned for me to unpack and set up Arthur’s things in the room assigned to him. (The two Men sleep upstairs, I sleep on a futon in the kitchen.) When I came back down, I brought them some glasses on a tray while they were chatting by the pool.

“See! I told you my boy would think to serve us drinks! Good boy! So you told Arthur everything about us?

“Does he really do everything you tell him to?” 

“Of course! He’s a slave! Look. Fab! Crawl on the floor!”

“Right away, Master!”

I did as I was told. I crawled on my belly, I kissed Anthony’s feet, Arthur’s feet. Anthony put his foot on me. I felt so honored and proud to be used as a trophy by Anthony to display his power in front of his latent Alpha cousin. I was ready to obey every single order at once.  Then I lay down on my back. Anthony cleaned his feet on my face.

“Do you like that, slave?”

“A lot, Master! The dirt on the bottom of your feet is worth more than me, Master. Thank you!”

They both laughed. I could tell Arthur was getting more and more comfortable. 

“Want to give it a try? Go ahead, he’s all yours! He has no dignity, he’ll do whatever you want!”

“I don’t know… Slave! Do ten push-ups in front of me and kiss my feet every time you go down!”

I obeyed. And I was glad I’d done some working out under Anthony’s orders to make it possible!

I made dinner while they were having fun in the pool. and I waited on them at the table. Later, I served them drinks and served as their footrest while they watched TV. I took the opportunity to lick Arthur’s foot that was resting in front of my face. I glanced at him to see if he was satisfied, and we shared a smile.

When they went to bed, Anthony said to his cousin, “If you wake up before I do, ask the slave for breakfast! And you can feed him your morning wood. He’s very good at blow jobs now.”

I’m exhausted, I’m going to bed, too! I have hard work to do tomorrow: two Alphas to serve and worship! It’s a lot for just one faggot, but I’m so happy to be helping my Master’s cousin awaken to his Alphahood!

Lots of love!

your loving little bro

fab the fag

Fabien does something here that I’ve emphasized countless times: be courageous, frank, and proud when speaking to straight Alphas about being a faggot or about hierarchy.

Why? Because it DISARMS straight Alphas, who are surprised you’re not ashamed. Also, when you speak plainly and frankly about your hierarchical purpose, it allows the Alpha to absorb and admit the truth of hierarchy through such reasoning.

Once you have straight Alphas on their heels, they become curious about why creatures like faggots exist, and what they can do with one.

An example of this: once Arthur learned of faggots, he asked, “would you suck me off?” That’s exactly what my first straight Alpha, Master Roger, said to me!!! It’s always where the straight Alpha brain goes once they learn they have a proud slave available to use!

All of this was possible only because Fabien was courageous from the start. He’d fixed in his mind that he was going to teach Arthur the truth about his service to Master Anthony, defend his own truth as a faggot, and be a teacher of hierarchy to this unknowing King.

Because of that mental/emotional work Fabien had done beforehand, he was ready with responses to questions he knew would eventually come. That casual frankness disarmed Arthur (as it does other straight Alphas), which allowed Fabien an opening to teach through words and actions!

I’m so impressed by Fabien! He’s learned so much about how to teach with purpose while also serving at the highest level. Master Anthony must be SO PROUD to own a great faggot like Fabien, who only ever honors his Master with exceptional service and obedience!

I know I’m proud to call him my brother and friend!

I love you, Fabien!

sam the faggot

The following post is part of a thread chronicling the experiences of a French faggot named Fabien who has been claimed by his straight Alpha friend Anthony. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!

One of the best fag students I’ve had over the 11+ years I’ve had this site is little Fabien, the French faggot who is now owned completely by his straight God Alpha, Master Anthony. From the very first time Fabien asked me for advice, he has been humble, brave, hardworking, honest, and dedicated.

Because of Fabien’s worshipful efforts, Master Anthony has increased in power exponentially and multiple other Alphas and faggots have come to know their purposes. Fabien is now one of the world’s premier mentor faggots, and I’m exceptionally proud of him!

Fabien sent me this beautiful meditation on what being a faggot means to him. I want to share it with everyone.

Here:

I took the opportunity to listen to a few of your podcasts, and I have to tell you how much I enjoyed the one on jealousy. It’s full of very important truths! As you say, I never take anything from my Master for granted and that’s absolutly crucial! Having the right mindset is so important for a faggot and that’s something I teach to all the brothers I have the privilege to mentor. 

We faggots must always remember that we are not special, we are disposable. The Alphas owe us nothing and we owe them everything. We must earn the privilege to serve them domestically or sexually and we must earn their appreciation if they ever feel like expressing it to us. Even just being in their presence is a privilege! As you say, Alphas will always have their ways: that’s their birthright and that’s how the word works. We have nothing to offer them but our complete devotion and obedience. 

And I know it’s natural to feel even a little bit of jealousy and I won’t pretend it never happens to me. But every single time, I immediately suppress that feeling by focusing only on what matters: Anthony’s happiness, comfort and pleasure. And what else matters? Other Alphas’ happiness, comfort and pleasure. That’s it. Nothing else matters nearly as much. They are Kings, we are slaves. They have rights over us, we have duties towards them. Period.

I’ll never thank you enough for opening my eyes to the truth of Hierarchy! I’m thrilled to follow your lead and spread this truth around me.

Lots of love,

fab the fag

It’s impossible to add or subtract a single thing in this letter. It is perfect, and summarizes the correct mental outlook for any faggot who wants to find fulfillment.

I love you always, Fabien!

sam the faggot

This post is part of a thread chronicling the rise of straight Master Anthony, the 22-year-old God Alpha who took ownership of his first faggot, Fabien. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!

Maybe once a generation a God Alpha appears who seems to not only overcome all challengers and obstacles, but who also alters our perception of reality and possibilities. This one effortlessly controls others as easily as a child plays with toys, and all of creation seems to bow to his will.

In the series DUNE, this one is called the “Kwisatz Haderach”, or universal super-being.

In our world today, he is called Master Anthony.

Ever since I first started featuring him on the site, there has been a growing contingent of my readers who have become obsessed with him. For Master Anthony, this is nothing new. Everywhere he goes people cater to him, submit to him, and serve his whims.

After I published yesterday’s update from Fabien, I received the following question:

“Could you ask Master Anthony if he still owns or uses Daniel his teacher?”

I felt a bit embarrassed that I’d forgotten about Daniel, so I asked Master Anthony. Here was his reply:

Good faggot! Yeah of course Daniel is still a slave of my stable! I gave him a break for the summer and I’m no longer his student now, but he begged me to keep using him after that! LOL I’ll check with him to see if he’s being compliant and obedient with the Alpha students he’ll have in his classes next year. Over time, I’ll see if I still require his services or if I’ll just leave him to the next generations of Alphas who will attend the university with him.

Taking a quick look at your site, it seems like Fabien didn’t tell you when Daniel begged me to fuck him in the ass? My boy forgot his homework! I’m going to have to punish him hard!

I thought that was an excellent answer by Master Anthony, but I wondered what he meant about a missing story regarding Daniel.

And wouldn’t you know, a couple of hours later I received an update from Fabien:

My beloved big brother, please forgive me again! It was back in May, I had even drafted an email to send you to tell you the new, but then I got caught up in other things and it slipped my mind…

One Saturday night, during an Alpha Pack party at the apartment with several slaves, Daniel was there to pour drinks and serve as a footrest. The Alphas raped several of us, and Anthony did me the honor of ass-fucking in front of his bros. Even though my master’s boot was pressing down on my head while he shoved his big cock deep into my ass, I could still see that Daniel was mesmerized. He was practically drooling!

The next Monday, after Daniel’s class, Anthony had throat-fucked him in his office and left him covered in cum, then went to hang out with his friends. Daniel texted me, and we exchanged several messages. Here’s a translation of them:

“Fabien, I have to tell you something. Ever since Saturday night, I haven’t been able to stop thinking about it. I dream about Anthony taking me from behind, but at the same time, it scares me. Do you think I should talk to him about it?”

“YES! Tell him! No, better: BEG HIM to ass-fuck you! Believe me, brother, he will be thrilled and he will accept. You will reach new peak of slave happiness!”

“I fear it hurts…”

“Of course it will hurt. A lot. But what is more important? Your comfort or Anthony’s pleasure? You already know the right answer.”

After a moment without a reply, I sent him one last message. “You are a natural slave. You know it. Remember your place! Do your duty! I know you will make me proud, brother.”

I let Daniel mull it over. The next evening, while I was worshiping Anthony’s feet as he relaxed watching TV, Daniel came over to the apartment. He rushed over and knelt before the Master and mumbled “Master, forgive me to bother you, but I need to ask you a big favor. You have done me the honor of enslaving me and showing me my true nature. Would you be willing to sodomize me, Master? I beg you with all my inferior heart.” Then he fervently kissed Anthony’s feet. Anthony beamed and roared. He said “How far have you come, slave? Here you are, crawling at my feet, begging me to take your anal virginity. Boy, go get some lube!”

I rushed to obey as Anthony pulled out his cock. He grabbed Daniel roughly, threw him onto the couch, and pulled down his pants. I assisted my Master in sliding his wonderful cock into his teacher’s hole. Anthony didn’t go easy on him; I could see Daniel moaning in pain and shedding tears. I stayed close to him (Anthony was holding me down on the ground with his boot, too) and whispered words of encouragement to my brother, advising him to kiss his pendant engraved with Anthony’s name. I was very proud of him: after that, he thanked Anthony very emphatically!

Since that day, during parties with other Alpha students, Daniel has been fucked in the ass and spit-roasted several times. If you could have seen his eyes… You could tell just how much of his ego, every last shred of his masculinity, had vanished. All that remained was the realization that he had finally found his place as a slave and sex toy to his own students.

Here’s the story, my beloved bg brother! I hope it pleases you! Sorry for taking so long to share it with you!

Lots of love!

fab the fag

Now THAT is one hell of an update!

I love this update not only because it shows how methodically Master Anthony submitted and trained Daniel, but also because the story highlights Master Anthony’s overwhelming power to force others (including Alphas) to obey him!

God Alphahood fits Master Anthony like a superhero suit!

Flush with power because of Fabien’s adoring update, Master Anthony finished with this flourish:

Here you are, faggot, you have it! You can see why daniel is so desperate for me to keep him as a slave, hey? I’m sure you faggots are forever in love with the Alpha who ass-fucked first haha!

Bye, faggot!

And then Master Anthony added a message in French for Fabien:

Voilà un bon garçon obéissant ! Tu es pardonné, va ! Je suis un Maître miséricordieux. Mais je vais peut-être quand même te fesser, juste pour le fun !

Translated:

There’s a good, obedient boy! You’re forgiven—go on! I am a merciful Master. But I might spank you anyway, just for fun!

Fabien is the luckiest faggot on the planet to be owned and used by Master Anthony! He is the perfect faggot for a most perfect King!

Thank you to both my Master Anthony and my brother Fabien for this!

Yours Always,

sam the faggot

The following post is part of a thread chronicling the experiences of a French faggot named Fabien who has been claimed by his straight God Alpha friend Anthony. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!

It’s been an excruciatingly long time since I last heard from my faithful brother Fabien, the French faggot owned by straight, Tom Holland-lookalike Master Anthony (last update was APRIL!). However, I knew two things: (1) serving a straight God Alpha like Master Anthony will keep any faggot busy, and (2) Fabien was planning another wondrous, months-long summer break for his Master and his Alpha pack! I certainly didn’t want to interrupt any of that!

But you can imagine my joy when I opened my email last night to find a letter from my brother! Just listen to how Fabien starts it off:

My beloved big brother!

I am so so so sorry! As I was cleaning out my emails, I realized I failed to reply to your last email before summer! Brother, I beg your forgiveness on my knees! I’m an unworthy, ungrateful little brother!

Such a little drama queen! LOL! That’s okay, though! A little groveling is good for us fags!

But here’s Fabien’s fabulous update:

This summer is AMAZING, and I’ve been super busy! We spent a good part of August in Spain, where we got to see a total solar eclipse. I can tell you that Anthony was very pleased with me. When he heard about the event, he told me to do everything necessary so he could see it. He then discovered that I’d already had everything planned for weeks just in case: a vacation there for him and his Alpha brothers and their own slaves, and special glasses for the Masters to watch the eclipse… He was over the moon! He fucked me in the ass all evening and let me sleep next to him, with my head near his cock. I love it when my Master is this happy with me! I’m so thrilled! On the day of the event, Anthony allowed me to watch the eclipse and lent me his glasses for a few minutes, while the other slaves had to remain on the ground at their masters’ feet and worship them for the entire time. They were only able to look during the total phase of the eclipse. That’s only natural: Alphas have privileges! After all they’re the sunshine in our lives and they light up our days all the time!

Before that, in July, we visited several beaches and vacation resorts in North Africa. It was a smaller group, with just Henri and his slave Clément. The four of us had a wonderful time together. Clément and I are now in complete symbiosis in serving our two Masters, just as they are with each other. We love to watch their manly friendship and being their servants and playthings when they’re enjoying themselves together. We massaged and licked their feet several times while they were sunbathing side by side by the pool in public! Some of the other tourists were surprised, but it became a habit, and we were thrilled to reveal the truth of Hierarchy! I can tell you that some beautiful young girls were turned on by the sight and ended up in the masters’ beds… I have to say, I love seeing this wonderful brotherhood between my Master and his best mate Henri. And I admit I feel a twinge of pride at all the little signs that show Anthony is the leader and Henri is one level below him in the hierarchy. He always gets first dibs on choices (girls, activities…), and even though they often have moments of rivalry (in physical challenges, games…), Anthony always wins, and Henri clearly respects his superiority. But of course, that doesn’t change the fact that Henri is light-years aove me in the Hierarchy and that I happily grovel at his feet!

Also, this summer was a lot of fun for Anthony at the movies, with two films starring Tom Holland! My Master jokingly asked me if I would leave him to serve Tom if I had the chance; I replied that I already had a God who welcomed me at his feet, and that this privilege was more than enough for one inferior. To me, Anthony is already Spider-Man, Telemachus, and all the heroes, kings, and gods of history!

Anthony and I are going to spend the rest of August in a villa by the sea with an older cousin of his, who’s about my age. My Master told me that his cousin is undoubtedly an Alpha, but has no experience owning slaves. I wonder how that’s going to turn out!

I apologize again and again for taking so long to reply to you! I’m often overwhelmed and exhausted, though I’m very happy to devote my life to making my beloved Master Anthony’s life even better. But I should never forget that I owe it all to you for opening my eyes to my true nature and my destiny as a faggot. I kiss your feet in shame and guilt! And I’ll kiss Anthony’s feet and suck his cock for you!

Lots of love!

fab the fag

Such a wonderful update!

One thing Fabien excels at is preparation and anticipation. He’s always ten steps ahead, planning ways to satisfy his Master’s needs long before his Master knows he needs it! This is not easy, but Fabien makes it seem easy because of his natural talents.

Another thing Fabien is especially good at is keeping his ego and jealousy in check. Many faggots struggle with this (I know I did), but Fabien knows his place and embraces it. In fact, I’d say Fabien enjoys the fact that he’s Master Anthony’s personal slave and plaything. He’s so humble that it makes my heart rejoice!

So I wrote back to Fabien with some of my thoughts, as well as a stern refusal on Fabien’s offer of foot worship. I wanted to know how he was able to afford all of these lavish vacations, as well as how he was handling hearing/warching Master Anthony fuck girls. He replied this way:

Haha! I don’t turn tricks on the side (no time for that!), but it’s true that my finances are tight! Fortunately, I manage to save up during the year, since I no longer treat myself to anything other than pleasing my Master (which is more than enough!) and other slaves of the Alpha pack contribute to the Masters’ lifestyle! Thanks to our combined efforts, we are able to provide them with a living standard that comes a little closer to what they are entitled to.

My Master sometimes does me the honor of letting me be there when he’s fucking girls! Not always, but sometimes I’m kneeling in a corner or at the foot of the bed. Once, I was licking his toes while the girl was riding him. I’d say I find him a little gentler and more considerate with the girls. Mind you, he’s obviously very dominant and expects them to respect and to worship him, to say so and to show it! But you can sense a desire to be a little more romantic and to care at least a little about their own pleasure. Whereas when he fucks me or one of our faggot brothers… Let’s just say we’re not much more than living sex toys! LOL I also get the impression that he growls and roars more when he’s fucking me, whereas he makes moans of pleasure with the girls… But maybe I’m just being overly interpretive!

I will be more than happy to worship Anthony’s feet and cock to make amend to you! Thank you for giving me such a punishment!

Lots of love,

fab the fag

I do wonder if Master Anthony is using these fuck sessions as a training method for Fabien, or if he just likes showing off (might be a combination of both). When used with affection, this method of allowing a fag to watch can be a bonding experience. But when it’s used to retrain a jealous fag, it becomes a more painful Nuclear Method of destroying/rebuilding a fag. Thankfully, there is genuine love between Master Anthony and Fabien!

I told Fabien to kiss Master Anthony’s feet and suck his dick for me if he really wanted to apologize for leaving me hanging.

So it was no surprise when I received something in the mail today:

Hey faggot!

My good boy fab sucked me off and told me it was from you haha! Nice of you to check in! fab told me he gave you the gist of our summer. It was great! We’re going to spend some time soon at a beautiful beach villa with my cousin Arthur. He’s a really cool guy I haven’t seen in two years. I’m pretty sure he’s an Alpha, but I don’t think he’s using faggots, haha we’ll see if he converts!

Bye, faggot!

Master Anthony simply oozes raw God Alpha energy, even in a letter. His power grows daily, and he’s becoming impenetrable and unassailable as a King. It’s such an honor to even know him!

As for Arthur, I have no doubt Master Anthony will convince him of the joys of faggot ownership! Master Anthony is one of the great mentors of lesser Alphas, and they always obey!

I’m so happy to have heard from both of them! Let’s see if I hear back from them again before Christmas! LOL

Love,

sam the faggot

The following post is part of a thread chronicling the experiences of a French faggot named Fabien who has been claimed by his straight God Alpha friend Anthony. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!

I’ve been heaping a lot of praise on little Fabien recently, and for good reason. He’s simply one of the great faggots, a brother who serves his Master Anthony selflessly while always seeking ways to glorify him and improve his life in any measurable way.

Recently I wrote about how Fabien helped mentor Clement, the faggot of Master Anthony’s straight Alpha friend Henri. It worked perfectly, and Master Henri was definitely strengthened after his bout of depression. It was beautiful to me.

But you know what is even more beautiful? The depth of Alpha brotherhood and the strength of their Alpha fraternity.

Alerted by his fag Fabien, Master Anthony decided to spend some time with his depressed brother to cheer him up and counsel him about his purpose. Notice how it happened, and Fabien’s part to play in it:

Big brother,

Here’s a follow-up about Masters Anthony and Henri, because what I witnessed last night was a wonderful moment of Alpha Brotherhood!

As I said in my last mail, Anthony invited his best bro to his place to spend the evening together, just to cheer him up. Henri came alone: I heard that he had given Clément time off to visit loved ones this weekend, as a reward for his steadfast dedication over the past few weeks. I’m relieved for my baby brother that his Master shows him some mercies! Obviously, I could handle the service for the two Alphas on my own, even if I wish Clément could have seen that evening.

They drank together and talked heart to heart for at least two hours. As for me, I kept a low profile, staying quiet, content to bring them their beers and clear away the empty cans, and to remain kneeling in silence, head bowed, hands behind my back, ready to obey their every command, to spring into action at the slightest of their signals.

Their Man-to-Man conversation was so profound, so full of manly, brotherly friendship, that I felt like a privileged witness to something beyond my reach. Almost an intruder, but an intruder accepted for the service I provided. I can’t possibly recount everything they said to each other, but I can try to give a rough idea of the moment that struck me as the most revealing. As Henri opened up about his doubts and struggles, Anthony gave him a firm pat on the shoulder and spoke in a tone that was both manly and full of deep affection.

“Will you shut the fuck up, man? Stop being a fucking pussy! You’re a great guy, Henri! You’re my best bro! You’re so fucking smart and strong! You’re way better than this! So quit bitching and move your ass! I know you can!” I couldn’t help but glance over at them and see Henri nodding, a smile on his face, as they toasted. “You’re the best, Tony. I love you to bits, you bastard!” “The fucking same for me, bro.”

At one point, Anthony said, “You know what would do you some good? A good head job!” He snapped his fingers, and I knew what I had to do. I rushed over to them, kneeling, mouth open. Henri grinned widely and pulled out his cock. Anthony said to me, bossily, “You better do this right!” Of course, I gave it my all. My Master told Henri, “Be as rough as you want, he can take it.” Then Henri throat-fucked me more agressively. But I think I handled it well, cause after he came, he petted me and growled “Good boy”. Later that night, I was spit-roasted, with Anthony’s cock in my ass and Henri’s in my mouth.

When they said goodbye, they shared a manly hug. Seeing them, I felt so awestruck and privileged to be the servant and plaything of these two young Alphas who have the world at their feet and an incredible life ahead of them. It’s like being a serf in the presence of a king and his vassal lord, a mortal gazing upon two gods feasting on Mount Olympus. I know I’ll never be part of their circle, that I’ll never share with Anthony the same relationship he has with Henri, his equal (or close to his equal, his peer, at least). But I’m lucky to be a small part of their lives and to help make their lives better. And when Anthony ruffled my hair and told me that I had behaved well all evening, I felt proud and happy. My only regret is not having shared that special moment with Clément, because I’m sure he would have loved it!

I hope everything is fine with you, my beloved big brother!

Lots of love

fab the fag

When we talk about the deeper privileges of being an owned faggot, this is one of them. It’s not anything sexual, but rather the awe we feel as faggots when we watch Kings towering above us and fraternally encouraging each other. We are nothing in their private circles except personal servants. They casually ignore us while sharing stories of conquest and reverie, and in that experience we are fulfilled. We feel a small part of a truly magnificent order like hierarchy.

Just reading Fabien’s words, they remind me of so many things I’ve said and felt when I’ve been in the same position. Just hushed awe at great, powerful Men who allow me to exist with them and serve.

Master Anthony knew his brother needed the service of a professional fag like Fabien, and not only was Fabien rewarded with their loads, but also a profound sense of renewed purpose! Service isn’t always sexual, so we need to learn to really appreciate every small gift our Masters offer us! The truth of hierarchy isn’t found in being bred … it’s in those in-between moments when a God Alpha places his mighty hand on our head and says “good boy”.

I thank Fabien for sharing this inspiring and heartwarming glimpse inside the Alpha fraternity he serves! May they always reign, and may we always serve them!

I love you, Fabien!

~ sam the faggot

The following post is part of a thread chronicling the experiences of a French faggot named Fabien who has been claimed by his straight God Alpha friend Anthony. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!

When I created the “faggot hierarchy” model (CLICK HERE), I named the top class of fag “mentor faggot” with several fags in mind because this site has attracted a truly inspirational group of young mentor faggots. These are fags who teach their brothers, move their brothers to action, and correct them when they’re wrong.

Chief among these mentor faggots is little Fabien, my sweet baby brother from France. Fabien helped straight Master Anthony discover the world of faggot worship and ownership. And, as Master Anthony’s Alpha Pack began to take faggots of their own, Fabien was able to shepherd these new fags and teach them how to properly serve. What he has done with all of the straight Alphas and eager faggots surrounding Master Anthony has been nothing short of extraordinary.

Fabien shared a recent mentorship experience with me. I thought it was beautiful, so I’m sharing it with you:

My dear big brother,

I know you rather like my tories involving my mentoring of the Alpha Pack’s other faggots, so maybe you’ll find this one interesting even if it covers something we have already explored before: how to deal with the Alpha Men’s moodiness. 

You see, my baby brother Clément, the young slave of my Master’s best bro, Henri, has reached me lately by mail to ask for my advice. The sweet boy noticed that his Owner had been in a sour mood lately and was often more aggressive and impatient with him.

Little Clément is worried that Henri is going through a rough patch and asked me what he could do to help him. Of course, I replied to his email right away. Below is a translation of my reply.

“Dearest Clem,

Thank you very much for reaching me! I’m touched you ask my advice to help your Master. You know I care a lot about you and I care a lot about Henri, my Master’s best friend. I’ll try to give you some guidance based on my experience and the advice and lessons I’ve learned myself.

Dealing with our Masters’ emotional turmoil and inner wounds is always complicated. Alphas are in control of their emotions, they force themselves to stay strong no matter what and they avoid showing vulnerability at all costs, except in very rare circumstances and when they feel completely at ease. But they carry burdens we cannot imagine: as superior beings, they bear the weight of many expectations. Girls, families, teachers or colleagues, and their alpha peers and competitors… Their worries can stem from many things.

At times like these, a slave boy’s loyalty is invaluable. The greatest support you can give him is, of course, your unwavering devotion. Keep obeing and serving and worshipping him no matter what and it will help him greatly. I know it can sometimes be hard to deal with his harshness and feel like your service no longer pleases him. But don’t forget: as long as he keeps you by his side, gives you orders, and expects your servility, it means he’s still counting on you. Don’t let him down. Endure it, for his sake. Don’t forget: he comes first. It’s all about him, not you.

Now, if you want to encourage him to talk to you about his worries (which can do him a world of good!), you need to approach the situation with great tact. Above all, he must not feel belittled in front of you.

The best thing to do is to wait for a quiet moment, when he’s relaxing on the couch, for example. Crawl over to him and kiss his feet. Speak to him while keeping your face close to his feet. Remind him how superior he is, how much you crave to serve him, and tell him that if he wants to share his problems with you, he can do so knowing that you will listen to him with respect and adoration. Then, just keep worshipping him and do not push him, let him decide what he wants to do.

If you do things this way, I’m sure he’ll start opening up to you sooner or later. When he does, don’t forget to reassure him and praise him! You can give him your thoughts if he asks for them, but more importantly, remind him that no matter what, he’s a Superior Man and entitled to the best of life! Remind him that you’re here for him, always.

Love you, Clem! Be sure to keep me posted!

Your brother,

Fabien”

Clément thanked me profusely and committed to follow my lead. I feel so good knowing that I am helping my faggot brothers and, more importantly, improving the lives of some Alphas by doing so!

Isn’t that lovely? It’s the perfect advice, tender yet full of useful tips! But that’s Fabien’s nature at work. His joy and wisdom are infectious, and his daily hard work is the finest example to all of his fag brothers!

Well a bit later Fabien followed up with me to report how Clément was doing in following his advice:

My very dear sam,

Just a quick note to let you know that Clément sent me a very sweet message to inform me that things got better with his Master Henri. He had the opportunity to follow my advice to the letter and did it! Clément quietly worshipped Henri’s feet while the young Man was moody alone on his bed. Then he praised him like the Superior Alpha he is and reminded him that he was there for him, no matter what, even if only to listen to his troubles. Henri told him to come closer, stroked his hair and told him he was a good boy and that he liked him, even if he didn’t say so very often. 

I can tell you that Clément is overwhelmed with emotion and sheer bliss! I am so happy for my baby brother that he can experience the indescribable blessing of being approved by his beloved Master!

My dear sam, do you think my last mails about all this could be used for a publication on your wonderful website? I’m sure it could help and comfort a lot of faggots and benefit to their Masters!

Lots of love!

fab the fag

Isn’t that great? I’m so proud of Clément for not giving up or falling into a depression himself over Henri’s moodiness! As faggots, our own emotional states are tied closely to that of our Owners! However, we must be the ones to anticipate their needs and serve through those dark moments all Alphas have!

When I was their age, I often misread my Master’s moods or took them personally. I often had to redirect my own thinking in order to maintain my focus on my Master’s needs. After all, there was no Hierarchy University out there to guide me!

I think Clément’s experience shows how little it takes from an Alpha to make us feel overwhelmed with joy. Henri barely had to do anything except stroke Clément’s hair and tell him “good boy” in order to send Clément into spasms of happiness!

Faggots are truly human versions of Labrador retrievers! All we want is to be at our Master’s feet and make him happy all day long!

Fabien did such a glorious job gently training Clément, and the rewards are boundless. Notice how Fabien selflessly rejoices with Clément! We are truly a brotherhood when we support each other this way!

I’m practically exploding with pride over Fabien! He’s a light in my heart, absolute living proof of hierarchical truth, and a dear, dear brother. Fabien glorifies Master Anthony with every thought, word, and deed!

I can only imagine Master Anthony’s pride! He owns one of the greatest mentor faggots on Earth, which is fitting given that he is one of the greatest God Alphas on Earth!

Thank you, Fabien! I love you!

sam the faggot

The following post is part of a thread chronicling the experiences of a French faggot named Fabien who has been claimed by his straight God Alpha friend Anthony. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!

One of the most popular threads on this site (by numbers and commentary) is the story of brave Fabien offering himself to his Alpha friend Anthony and Anthony discovering the wonders of faggot ownership and worship. It’s been one of the most rewarding threads I’ve ever been a part of, and my love for both of them has grown deep and strong. I’m so glad that so many other faggots and Alphas have responded to it as appreciatively as I have!

Master Anthony is blissfully unaware of the excitement and hope he engenders in faggots everywhere. He has more important things to distract him from his growing legion of faceless faggots worshiping him silently around the world. So I made him aware of one of the comments a faggot recently asked me about Master Anthony.

The fag wrote:

Could you ask Master Anthony to keep us updated more on what he does on a regular bases to his new slave Daniel, never been this amazed by an article on your page. For example how did he react when he was given the necklace? Did he meet him again to kiss his feet or did he even fucked him yet?
Thanks

I think this surprised Master Anthony, but he replied in typically-detailed fashion!

Nice to know I’ve got fag fans! Beside of you obviously 😉

There haven’t been any big updates with Daniel since my last email. I still see him in class every Monday, and I love playing with him and teasing him. Once, after class, I stayed alone with him and told him to lick the bottom of my boots. He was really nervous but did it, of course! Last Monday, I fucked his throat in his office and left him with my cum in his hair. 

And every now and then, when I know he doesn’t have class, I have him come over to my place. Just a quick text and he comes running like a good dog! One day, he was massaging my feet while I was relaxing in front of the TV and Fabien was doing the dishes and cleaning. As he sniffed my white socks, Daniel whispered, “I’ve been dreaming about doing this for weeks in class…” I smirked! Later, I had him remove my socks with his teeth and lick my foot soles.

When he received the collar, I think he was both nervous and moved. I saw him tenderly kissing the inscription of my name! However, I haven’t fucked him in the ass yet; I’m waiting to see how things go. I’m sure that if I wait a little while and let him bond with Fabien a bit, he’ll beg me to do it himself!

That’s pretty much all for now, fag.

You can tell how methodically Master Anthony is training Daniel to submit to his power. It’s a slow burn, but those burn the deepest!

I pressed Master Anthony to divulge a bit more about Daniel, in particular if he knew if Daniel was a virgin. Here’s what Master Anthony said in reply:

Daniel’s ass has never been fucked, I know that. In the past, he’s dipped his little penis in a pussy. Much like Fabien, he deluded himself for a long time into thinking he was a man, before colliding with his true destiny, at my feet! That’s why he’s still nervous and shy as a slave, and probably not ready yet to imagine my big cock into his poor little ass. But I’m confident that his true nature will come out, and I’m sure that my Fabien’s example and lessons will do the rest!

Hi to my fag fans! Be good boys to your superiors! 😉 Remember, your lives matter… as long as you make OURS better!

Fabien has told me stories about Master Anthony’s big, powerful cock in the past, so I’m sure a virgin like Daniel is terrified by the prospect of having it rammed into his virgin pussy. However, every faggot must reckon with its destiny as a natural cum dump for Alphas. There’s no escape from this. Daniel will be forced to accept his complete purpose at some point, because Master Anthony deeply understands the power of his cock and cum and how they transform faggots into obedient slaves. Breeding faggots gives Alphas profound power over their properties.

Daniel was born for this, and Master Anthony knows it. That’s why Master Anthony took it upon himself to FREE DANIEL from the PRISON of his FAKE LIFE.

When Master Anthony finally forces his dick inside Daniel and pumps him full of cum, the final part of Daniel’s wall of lies will fall. What lies beyond that wall is something much more fulfilling!

All made possible by a young and growing God Alpha named Master Anthony, his power and his powerful cock!

Thank you, Master Anthony!

Yours,

sam the faggot

The following post is part of a thread chronicling the experiences of a French faggot named Fabien who has been claimed by his straight God Alpha friend Anthony. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!

Being a successfully-owned faggot requires focused and purposeful mental training. Not only are you battling the exhaustion of being constantly used by a virile superior Man, but you must also shape your thinking to conform to your natural submissiveness. Let’s face it: we all get rebellious sometimes and occasionally we want our freedom. A faggot is most successful when he fully embraces his purpose and shapes his thinking completely around it.

Fabien is the epitome of a successfully-owned fag. It probably helps a lot that he’s owned by a great-looking straight God Alpha like Master Anthony, but it also speaks to Fabien’s perfect attitude toward service.

Fabien saw the recent discussion on the site about faggot burnout and the pain associated with service, and he felt compelled to add in his own valuable perspective:

My beloved big brother,

Reading your last posts and the very kind mention you made of me, I wanted to take a moment to make a statment. When it comes to Anthony’s wish to fuck me in the ass or in the mouth, or any of his wishes actually, let me tell you what my own desires are worth: absolutely, rigorously, utterly NOTHING.

My number one golden rule in life is: what Anthony wants, Anthony gets. Literally everything else is secondary to that. If Anthony feels the slightest like he wants to put his cock inside of me, he just does that, anytime he wants, anyhow he wants, anywhere he wants. I am his property. Period.

The very idea that I would “allow” Anthony to do anything is just abhorrent. Heck, I am lucky enough that HE allows me to even be in his life!  It doesn’t matter one damn bit if I’m “horny” or whatever. The God decides, the slave complies.

And yet, because Anthony is just as great morally as he is intellectually and physically, he cares about me, the inferior creature who exists solely for his pleasure. So sometimes he takes my pain and feelings into account. But it’s a purely generous gesture on his part, and he doesn’t have to do so.

Sometimes he doesn’t care, and rightly so, because his needs are just more important. A while ago, he stormed in, furious about something that had gone wrong with the university administration. He wanted to fuck me hard to relieve himself. He pounced on me without a word, grabbed me, pulled down my pants, and penetrated me. It was tough, I have to admit. It hurt, it hurt a lot. So what did I do?

I endured. I did not protest, I did not complain. With tears in my eyes, I simply said “I love you so much, Master! Thank you for using me, Master!” while he was destroying my ass and stomping on my head with his boot.

Later that evening, I gave him a back massage while we watched TV. As he was relaxing, he growled “I feel kinda bad about what I did to you earlier.” I immediatly said “Please don’t! I beg you, Master, never feel bad for anything you do to me! You have every right. I’m yours for anything you want.” “True. Good boy.” He just said, and my heart burst with joy.

I love so much to serve a young God Alpha. I love to serve his friends. I love to be a faggot. I will gladly endure any suffering in the world to please my Master and to earn my place at his feet.

Lots of love!

Fab the fag

I think I was quite astonished by the tone Fabien took in this letter. He’s ordinarily pretty meek and mild-tempered, but here he came out with guns blazing! He wasn’t playing around with half-hearted faggots out there who refuse to submit! This is why Fabien is such a terrific mentor faggot. He doesn’t mince words when he sees faggots disrespecting Alphas!

Even after Master Anthony roughly fucked Fabien, Fabien maintained that mental clarity of purpose that is so important!

Notice how Master Anthony appreciated his faggot’s willingness to be used that way despite the tears of pain running down his face! That moved Master Anthony to offer Fabien tender encouragement later (let’s call it “aftercare”), and it caused Fabien’s emotions to soar! That is the reward a faggot gains from enduring pain and discomfort to serve an Alpha’s needs!

Master Anthony is probably very proud of his faithful faggot Fabien, but I can say I definitely am! Every note from Fabien is full of joy and fulfillment, a quality I’ve noticed about all of the faggots who truly embrace their purpose and endure pain and pressure to serve wholeheartedly! There’s a connection!

Thank you, dearest Fabien, for sharing your heart once more! I love you, little brother!

Always,

sam the faggot

The following post is part of a thread chronicling the experiences of a French faggot named Fabien who has been claimed by his straight God Alpha friend Anthony. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!

I’ve long maintained that “owning” faggots online or the ones found on apps is EASY, and isn’t necessarily evidence of Alpha power. Any good-looking Man can do that.

But when a Man can spot faggots in his everyday life, walk up, and then claim them … that’s TRUE Alpha power at work. That’s the kind of confidence that almost certainly defines Alpha power!

Master Anthony is the very definition of that kind of Alpha.

Recently we learned about how Master Anthony seduced and submitted a teacher at his school. He saw his teacher, Daniel, through the insight of his hierarchical “third eye”, saw every nervous twitch and bead of sweat, and perceived the true nature of his teacher – he was a faggot in need of a Master. And now Master Anthony owns Daniel, an older male that society considers “superior” to Master Anthony.

Can you see how fucked-up society is when it comes to hierarchy? People try to conform to society’s lie rather than accept the pure truth of hierarchy that actually governs our lives.

Fortunately we have God Alphas like Master Anthony taking action to claim and train lost faggots!

Master Anthony sent me a latest story of conquest that really highlights why he’s one of the greatest God Alphas on the planet!

Hey faggot I have a quick story for you! A few days ago, I was at the pool doing some lap swimming. When I was out of the water, I noticed a guy, the twink type, who couldn’t stop gawking at me. 

Amused, I finally went over to him, said, “Hey,” and gestured for him to follow me. He obediently followed me all the way to the showers, where no one else was. I turned around, crossed my arms, looked scornfully at him, and said, “On your knees.” He knelt down. “Kiss my feet.” He bent down and kissed my feet.

He looked up at me with wide-eyed astonishment. I said to him, “From now on, you’re my slave. Understood?” He nodded frantically. “Good boy. Come on, you’re going to give me your number.”

I gave Fabien a few days off to visit some relatives. So today, I called the pool boy and told him to come over to my flat ASAP. He cleaned the place, did the dishes and the laundry, the ironing and cooked dinner while I played video games, studied, or talked on the phone with my friends. At the end of the day, before dismissing him, I fucked his throat. He left filled with my cum.

I don’t even know his name, but I don’t care. He’s just another fag at my disposal to fill in the gaps or spice things up whenever I feel like it. 

Oh, and by the way, things are going really well with Daniel. I put a silver necklace with my name on it around his neck too, to mark him as my dog. He has to wear it all the time, even during class, but I let him keep it under his clothes in public. I can tell he gets nervous when he’s teaching and I smile or wink at him. He’s so cute.

Now, a bunch of us from the class, that is, my homies and a few of our lackeys, know that he’s a little slut for the students who are real men. But I promised him we wouldn’t do anything to hurt his career, as long as he’s a good boy. I am a merciful God to my slaves; I want them to be the best they can be.

Damn, I’m such a great man. I love myself, I love my life. The world is mine to command.

Bye, fag!

Can you see the effortlessness in Master Anthony’s actions? His claiming of females and faggots is like a golden King strolling through his orchard, picking whatever ripe fruit he chooses and sinking his teeth into its juicy flesh!

This nameless faggot’s life was forever changed when Master Anthony spotted it and introduced it to its true purpose: as his faggot, his property!

And I guess that’s what I really want to emphasize here: God Alphas like Master Anthony take these faggots because they want service and worship, but what they’re really doing is the cultivating and harvesting of the fields of hierarchy! I’m sure Master Anthony hasn’t really thought about his actions in those terms, but what powerful Alphas like him are doing is giving faggots direction and purpose! It’s extremely important!

I also really loved that Master Anthony also collared Daniel the teacher with the same collar he gave to Fabien! You might recall what that looked like:

Could you imagine being the fortunate faggot blessed to wear such an ornament, bearing the name of an Alpha King like Master Anthony??

Meanwhile, I’ve been blessed to praise this young God Alpha, one of the true treasures of this site and a light to all faggots everywhere! He’s definitive proof that Men are NOT created equal!

Just as Nature intended!

Thank you, Master Anthony, for your wisdom, insight, and power!

yours always,

sam the faggot

The following post is part of a thread chronicling the experiences of a French faggot named Fabien who has been claimed by his straight God Alpha friend Anthony. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!

Straight God Alpha Master Anthony has been pulling off staggering acts of dominance recently, most notably with his recent conquering of his college teacher Daniel. I encourage you to read back through the recent updates on this story, because it really is astounding.

All the while Master Anthony’s precious faggot Fabien has been faithfully assisting his Master in claiming this faggot teacher, and demonstrating tremendous instincts as a “mentor faggot”, a designation I designed as the top position in the faggot hierarchy. I’ve really been proud of Fabien’s brilliant work with Daniel, even doing subspace training to help Daniel accept his destiny. It worked beautifully.

The last time Master Anthony updated this story, he finally got Daniel to admit that he’s a faggot, and then Master Anthony throat fucked Daniel and marked him with his cum. It was just as dramatic as it sounds!

But if you thought Master Anthony was now finished with Daniel, you must not be paying attention to one of the greatest young God Alphas on the planet!

Fabien picks up the story from here:

Brother, I’m just dropping you a quick note to let you know that Daniel had his first experience of an Alpha Pack party yesterday ! 😉 Actually, it was a pretty chill evening. Anthony had invited three friends, Henri and Charles and Jean. I believe I haven’t mentioned the latter before, but he is an Alpha bro of Anthony’s who happens to be attending the same tutorial class taught by Daniel. I can tell you that at first, Daniel was very distressed to see him! But I comforted him, and he quickly resigned himself to being humiliated in front of another one of his students.

During the evening, Daniel served for a long time as a rug for the feet of the Men who were chatting and laughing, sitting on the sofa, while Clément and Basile and I served them food and drink or entertained them by acting like dogs. Anthony felt it was important to continue destroying his ego a little more. I could see Daniel shedding a few tears, but he remained well-behaved. Once or twice, Anthony addressed him smugly and mockingly: “Everything okay down there? Enjoying your evening?” Daniel replied appropriately: “Perfectly, Sir. Thank you for using me, Master, that’s an honor.” I was proud of him! Anthony spared him from ass-fucking for now, but Daniel had to lick their feet and suck Anthony and Jean’s dicks.

When the Masters went to sleep, I stayed alone with Daniel while Clement and Basile cleaned up, and I had him study and repeat the Six Golden Rules of a slave towards his Master: admiration, obedience, respect, loyalty, gratitude, penitence. Daniel is still a little nervous, but I think he is beginning to move past his previous dreams of life and to accept his servile nature and his destiny of servitude at the feet of Men.

I must tell you, brother, I really enjoy my mentoring role! I feel so good knowing that I am doing my best to make the world a little better for the Alpha Men, and so, for all of us! I’m glad to follow your lead in that regard!

Lots of love!

Fab the (mentor) fag

Master Anthony must be the proudest Alpha on Earth to own such an amazing, hard-working, and selfless faggot like Fabien. Truly, Fabien is everything a faggot is supposed to be and everything an Alpha could want.

As for what Master Anthony did to Daniel to train him, it is a rough assignment. Here Daniel is, an older male teacher being forced to submit to his college students and suck their dicks. It’s yet another humiliation as Daniel continues to descend into his true identity as Master Anthony’s faggot plaything. I can almost see Master Anthony’s proud and gleaming smile at the achievement!

But Fabien should be just as proud of himself! What a wonderful thing to do to have Daniel recite the Golden Rules of a Faggot! It’s the kind of hypnosis that Alphas ordinarily handle, but Fabien took it upon himself instead!

Truly, Fabien is the most precious jewel in Master Anthony’s crown, a smart, thoughtful “mentor faggot” who decorates the palace of Kings and brings light to the darkness for his faggot brothers!

I couldn’t be prouder to have him as my little brother!

I love you, little Fabien!

sam the faggot

This post is part of a thread chronicling the rise of straight Master Anthony, the 22-year-old God Alpha who took ownership of his first faggot, Fabien. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!

When you’re a young, straight, hyper-intelligent God Alpha who looks exactly like Tom Holland of Spider-Man fame, life becomes ridiculously easy. Just ask Master Anthony, because he is exactly everything I just described. Money flows to him like tribute. Females flock to him just to smell his pheromones and offer him every hole on their bodies. Males jockey with each other just to gain his favor and approval.

Master Anthony knew all of that before the day he truly understood that nature also made faggots to serve him like the God Alpha he is. Then the seemingly-endless possibilities of his superior life became impossibly infinite. He realized, in an instant, that literally everything belonged to him.

With that realization came the deep understanding that he could take anyone he wanted at any time, shape them into whatever he desired, and completely own them. That’s a tectonic shift in a young Alpha’s thinking, one that few males will ever know. Only him.

To that end, you might remember the most recent update from Master Anthony involving his seduction of his college teacher Daniel (CLICK HERE for that). I knew that wouldn’t be the end of it, of course, but what eventually transpired went far beyond what I imagined.

Here’s Master Anthony’s update:

I’m sure you’d like to know how things went with Daniel lately, eh faggot? 😉 That’s a good moment, for there has been a huge development today! 😀

On Monday last week, Daniel arrived late to class when we were all there. Throughout the lesson, I could see that he was a little nervous and was carefully avoiding looking at me. Well, he couldn’t help but glance at my feet in white socks resting on the chair in front of me! But I could tell he was still embarrassed about the last time when I made him lace up my boots in the street. At the end of class, he quickly packed up his things and left right away, before I could go and say a word to him.

The prey was trying to escape me. So I sent an email to lure him back. I decided to invite him to my place: my instinct told me that he wouldn’t be able to resist the urge to be alone with me at home! I wrote him:

“Hey Daniel,

Well done on today’s class, once again it was very interesting! I would have loved to speak with you in more depth about this week’s text and the rest of the syllabus. But you left very quickly. I hope everything is okay? If you have a problem, let me know!

Are you free in the next few days, like this Thursday evening? I’d like to invite you over to my place to chat! I live not far from the uni! My roommate is coming home late that day, so we’ll have the place to ourselves. Let me know!

Keep the good work!

Your favorite and best student

Anthony Dolivet”

He answered the next morning.

“Mr Dolivet,

Thank you very much for your kind comments and your concern. I’m fine, sorry for leaving so quickly, i was just in a hurry!

And thank you for the invite! I’d be glad to visit my best student this Thursday evening. Just let me know exactly where and when you’d like me to come and I’ll be there.

Respectfully,

Daniel”

I smiled when I read this. I guessed that he must have spent the evening and night worrying and wondering what to do, but his servile instinct and desire to please me won out! And two days later, he rang my doorbell right on time, just as I had told him to!

I opened the door, sweaty in my black tank top, because I had been doing some working out. I immediately noticed his flustered state, the look of wonder that flashed across his eyes. I scratched my neck and saw his gaze drawn to my hairy, sweaty armpit.

“You’re here just in time! I need to rest! Let’s hang out and relax! Hey, I’m not stinking too bad, am I?” I moved my armpit closer to him, but he didn’t move and stammered, “No, no, it’s okay.” I giggled and went to slump down in my cozy armchair. I said, “Do you want anything? I’d like a beer and a foot massage! There are beers in the fridge,” and I gestured toward the kitchen. He hesitated for a moment, not knowing what to do, then understood the implicit order. He rushed into the kitchen, came back with a bottle of beer, which he respectfully handed to me, and sat down on the sofa opposite me, where I had indicated.

We started chatting, first about classes, then I asked him about his life and background. He didn’t seem to have realized yet that he had implicitly agreed to massage my feet by going to fetch me a beer, because he didn’t react immediately when I placed my left foot, in a white sock, on his lap. But all it took was a snap of my fingers and a nod from me for him to start rubbing it absentmindedly while continuing to talk.  We went on like this for quite a while, and when I switched feet, he resumed massaging the other one without hesitation!

Later, Fabien came back to the apartment. I sat up and said, “It’s already so late! Fabien, say hello to Daniel. Daniel, this is my roommate Fabien.” Daniel jumped up, grabbed his things, and mumbled, “I have to go, I’m expected elsewhere…” I replied, “Are you sure? No problem! It was great having you here! See you soon, OK?” He left a little hastily.

Flashforward to today. I couldn’t wait to see Daniel again and to increase my dominance. I was thinking of what I should do next. During class, I found him very unsettled, but he didn’t avoid my gaze; quite the contrary, he often glanced at me, looking a little anxious. At the end of class, he came up to me while I was gathering my things. “Mr. Dolivet, can I talk to you, er … in private?” “Of course, Dan!”

I followed him as he led me to his small office. Very nervous, he closed the door after checking that no one was around. We were face to face and alone. He was clearly very nervous. He hesitated for a moment, his gaze evasive and his hands shaking. I smiled at him and nodded encouragingly. Then he knelt down. Looking me in the eyes, he said, “Thank you, Master, for opening my eyes to my place and my destiny. You are a Superior Man, and I owe you respect, obedience, and loyalty. I ask your forgiveness for taking so long to understand this, and I am yours to command for whatever you wish.”

I was BEAMING! I said “Aren’t you forgetting something?” I glanced down at my feet. He muttered, “Sorry” and rushed to kiss the tips of each of my boots. “Such a good boy!” I grinned and I said “I knew I would break you. You were fun to chase, you will be fun to dominate. What finally made you see the truth?”

“I get in touch with with your roomate, Master, er … your house slave Fabien. He helped me to understand.” I shook my head, delighted. “Of course. My dear Fab. I was sure of it. Such a good boy. I see a lot of him in you. You’re going to be a great slave.” So I took out my cock and fucked his throat, deep and hard. He had a tough time, choking once or twice. I left him with his face and hair covered in cum, saying, “I’ve got to go! See you next time, slave! Keep ready to obey!”

This is gonna be so fun! 😀 I love to be a GOD! When my good boy Fabien comes home tonight, I’ll have him tell me what he did with Daniel, I’d love to know!

What a masterpiece of mental and physical domination! For instance, notice how Master Anthony calls his teacher “Daniel” while the teacher calls him “Mr. Dolivet”. That is very subtle signaling that only the subconscious might recognize. I also love how Master Anthony allows faggots to come to the inevitable conclusion that they are born to serve. He allows them time to accept the inevitability of their fate as his eventual property. He’s like a lion leisurely stalking an elk, knowing that eventually he’s going to feast!

However, as Master Anthony suggests at the end of his letter, his personal faggot Fabien had something to do with Daniel’s sudden acceptance of his faghood (unsurprising, really!).

So a day later I received this giddy update from my brother Fabien. Just listen to his behind-the-scenes shenanigans:

My dear beloved brother !

My Master Anthony wants me to explain to you (and him) how it went between me and his newest slave Daniel. When Daniel was home last Thursday, he left when I arrived to the flat. But when I opened the door for him, while Anthony was checking some stuff in his room, Daniel whispered something to me. Looking quite nervous, he asked me how long I had been Anthony’s roommate. I told him a year and a half, and he asked if he could contact me to talk. I said yes, of course, gave him my number, and he left in a hurry. Last Saturday, at Daniel’s invitation I went to see him at his own apartment, which is not very far from where we live (I mean, from Anthony’s place, where I live). Anthony was spending the week-end with his bros and I had some time.

Of course by then I knew what was going on. My Master had given me a few glimpses of what was happening with his teacher, and I read your wonderful article on the subject. I had a pretty good idea what Daniel wanted to talk to me about. He thanked me for giving him my time, told me he had noticed that I was about his age (actually even a little older) and that he would like to talk about his young student, with whom I was living, to get to know him better if possible, because certain things were troubling him.

As you can guess, I gave him a straight answer. “What you must understand is that Anthony is not my roommate. He is my Master and I am his slave. Because he’s a superior Alpha Man and I’m an inferior male who’s destined to serve and worship him. And I think you are, too. And I think you know it.”

Not surprisingly, he was flabbergasted by my frankness. He stammered some protests and I tried to calm him down. I placed my hand on his and explained to him the truth of Hierarchy as best as I could. I told him that everything he had been feeling and doing for weeks, his burning desire to obey Anthony and please him, was revealing his true nature as a slave. I pointed out to him that he was already debasing himself and bending over backwards just to be in Anthony’s good graces. And I went on. “Listen, I know it’s hard to accept your inferiority. You and I, we are both smart and brave and talented. And at some point, we certainly dreamed of another life. But we have to accept who we are: we are natural-born slaves. Our destiny is to grovel and worship and obey our betters. To serve a Man like Anthony. And believe me, we are lucky to have find a superior like him!” 

He was still shocked and very nervous. I could see him looking around, even shaking. But I remained as calm and firm as I could. “Some Men are just better. That is an obvious fact. Anthony is one of them. These Alpha Men will get everything they want in life, they will get all the success, wealth, glory, fun and sex. You and I, we are programmed by nature to serve them. To make sure they enjoy their life at the fullest. We must be at their beck and call. That is your destiny, whether you want it or not. You can either embrace who you are and be as happy as possible, or deny yourself any chance of fulfillment..”

He was starting to cry. I carried on with what I was saying. “I want you to think about your life ahead of you. You will never marry, you will never father a child, you will never lead. But you will teach young adults and, among them, young Alpha Men and you will help them reach their greatest potential. And if you’re lucky, some of them will command you other services and you’ll have opportunities to worship them. Right now, Anthony wants you to serve him. And that’s a blessing! You have the opportunity and the privilege to be a part of the life of a wonderful young God Alpha Master! 

Daniel was still shaking and crying. He muttered “Are you really sure?” I told him: “Repeat after me, OK? I am a slave.” He said it. “I exist to serve Superior Men.” He said it. “Good. Once again. Go on.” After the tenth time, he spoke with a strong and confident voice, despite his trembling and tears. “I AM A SLAVE. I EXIST TO SERVE SUPERIOR MEN.” Then I gave him a big hug. “From now on, you are my brother. You can always count on me. We inferiors must stick together to survive in this world run by Alphas. We must support each other to please them if we want to survive at their feet!”

Daniel muttered: “What must I do, now?” I explained to him what he should do next time he sees Anthony. I told him he should submit to his Master, kneel down, kiss his feet, then thank him for opening his eyes and apologize for not submitting sooner. “I can’t do that” he said weakly. “Yes you can. I’m sure you can, brother. Be brave!”

I could see he was still struggling with the idea. I put my hand on his shoulder and said to him: “My brother, search your heart and seek the truth. You know you want to submit to Anthony. You want it with all your slave soul. Do it, and I promise you will be fulfilled.”

You can only imagine how happy I was this Monday, when Daniel texted me to inform me of what happened in his office with my Master. I replied to him with this message: “I’M SO PROUD OF YOU! Welcome at Anthony’s feet! Love you, brother! Let’ stay in touch and serve our Master to the best! I’m here for you if you need any help, OK?” Next thing, I’m gonna introduce him to the slave Charter I wrote. And see with him and other faggots of the Alpha Pack how to make Anthony’s life always better and better!

My Master Anthony, since you are reading this : THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR BEING THE AMAZING GOD YOU ARE! THANK YOU FROM THE BOTTOM OF MY INFERIOR SLAVE HEART! I AM YOURS FOREVER! I ADORE YOU SO MUCH IT HURTS!

And thank YOU my brother for your constant help and support!

Lots of love,

Fab the fag

I’m not even sure which is more extraordinary, Master Anthony’s command of Daniel or Fabien’s magnificent, on-the-spot training of Daniel!

Fabien’s logical reasoning of hierarchical truth forced Daniel to confront his own purpose with a clarity that rivals the greatest “mentor faggots” within the faggot hierarchy!

In fact, that’s what I really want to emphasize here: Fabien is now, in my eyes, a true mentor faggot! It’s the highest honor any faggot can hope to achieve, but Fabien has earned it through his faithfulness, his honesty, his willingness to share, and his enthusiasm in helping other faggots who are struggling or out of line. He teaches others in word and deed. He gives of himself to the point of exhaustion.

I’m so utterly proud of both Master Anthony and his treasured faggot, Fabien! They are the quintessential example of how the Alpha/faggot dynamic is meant to work. I feel so blessed to know them both and share their extraordinary story with the world!

Love Always,

sam the faggot

This post is part of a thread chronicling the rise of straight Master Anthony, the 22-year-old God Alpha who took ownership of his first faggot, Fabien. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!

During my update on Master Anthony’s current situation and how he spent his 23rd birthday with his faggot Fabien, Master Anthony tossed off a hint about how he was in the process pf enslaving a teacher in one of his college classes.

Now, to Master Anthony such an occurrence is no big deal. It’s literally what happens with him every day of his blessed life. This teacher is only a few years older than Master Anthony, but Master Anthony’s God Alpha power doesn’t recognize age or position. It only knows conquering and dominance and glory.

Here is Master Anthony’s latest conquest:

OK I’m going to tell you my story with that teaching assistant, cause it’s becoming really good 😉 The guy is named Daniel, he’s a new teacher in his late twenties who recently got his PhD and whom I see every Monday in a small advanced class.

To make everything clear, I should point out that in France (I don’t know how it is elsewhere), students address the teaching assistants formally, calling them Sir, while they call us by our first names, and both sides use the formal “vouvoiement” form of address (rather than the informal “tutoiement“).

From the beginning of the year with Daniel, we developed a special relationship because I am his best student (obviously) and he soon had a soft spot for me. He often praises me in front of everyone in class, speaks kindly to me and such. Often in class, I take off my shoes to be comfortable just wearing socks, or put my feet up on the empty chair in front of me. Daniel never said anything to me, and I even noticed him sometimes glancing interestedly at me and my feet.

One day, when he asked us to hand in an assignment by the following week, I interrupted him to say, “I’ll hand it in the week after that, it’s more convenient for me.” He smiled and replied, “Okay, fine, as a special exception, because it’s you!” When I gave him my homework two weeks later, he repeated, “I made an exception for you this once, okay?” I beamed and said “Yeah, cause I’m exceptional!” “Sure thing!” he friendly answered.

In December, as the holidays approached, I went to see him alone at the end of class. I said, “Well done on your classes, Daniel, you’re a very good teacher, we learn a lot with you.” I could see that he was a little surprised that I used his first name, but he didn’t mention it. He was obviously delighted by my praise. “Thank you, Anthony! It’s easier with a brilliant student like you!” I told him that I would like to explore a particular topic in more depth, that I wanted to send him an additional essay for him to evaluate and help me improve, and of course he agreed. The following week, at the beginning of class, I said to him “I will email you my essay today. I want your feedback before the weekend, without fail!” He chuckled and nodded. He emailed back the very next day: “Here it is as requested. No fail! ;)”

When classes resumed in January, I went to see him at the end of class to ask him if he wanted to go for a drink. But this time, not only did I call him by his first name, I also used the informal tutoiement. After a second of surprise, he replied, “If you want, with pleasure!”, using tutoiement to me too. So I said to him, kindly but firmly, “I didn’t give you permission to say “tu” to me.” Then, with an uneasy chuckle, he jokingly said “Well, sorry, Sir“. So we had a drink in a bar not far from the university, and this time we were both using our first names… but I was using the informal “tu” form with him, and he was using the formal “vous” form with me! I was already relishing this reversal of power. I praised him genuinely, as I praise my underlings when they do a good job and satisfy me. “You’re a very good teacher. You’re going to help me to succeed.” “I’m very glad of it! That’s my purpose. To help a promising young man like you.” He spontaneously paid for my drink.

The following week, in class, while he was going over instructions that I already knew, I was talking to my classmate next to me. Daniel called out to me, “Hey, keep quiet in class, boys!” I stopped talking, but I glared at him throughout the rest of the class, and I could see that he was uncomfortable. At the end of class, I took my time leaving, and when we were alone, he came over to me. He said “Hey Anthony, sorry about…” I interrupted him. “Don’t talk to me like that ever again. Understood?” I could see he was startled and uneasy, but he did not protest, he quietly nodded. I patted him on the shoulder. “No hard feeling. See you next time.” The week after, I talked over him in class several times, and he didn’t say anything. I asked him out for a drink after class again. He was clearly delighted and relieved to be back in my good graces. And once again, he paid for my drink.

The latest twist: yesterday, after class, we walked together for a bit. I discreetly managed to undo my boot laces by stepping on them. As we were about to ways, I said to him “Hey, my bootlaces are undone! Tie them back up.” He was very confused. “What?” “You heard me perfectly well.” I said coolly. He stared at me for a moment, while I stood motionless and stern, then he looked around, slowly knelt down, and re-tied my bootlaces. He stood up and didn’t dare look me in the eye again! I said to him, “Good boy. See you next Monday!”

Here’s the situation right now! 😀 I must say, that’s even funnier that dominating my classmates and other boys my age. I feel like a cat playing with his prey! I really look forward to see Daniel next week!

Can you see how brilliantly Master Anthony captured Daniel? He started with testing Daniel with his feet, and then ramping up the tease with increasingly more brazen power plays until Daniel is likely too confused to even respond.

This is how it happens when a God Alpha recognizes a faggot-in-hiding that he wants to use in some way. He flushes the faggot out of its hiding place and then hunts it down! This is pure animal instinct.

I followed up by asking Master Anthony if he knew Daniel was a faggot from the beginning, and if he planned to fuck and breed Daniel eventually. He answered this way:

I didn’t immediately identify him as a faggot, but his quick and obvious admiration for me and his willingness to bend over backwards for my convenience quickly aroused my dominant instinct 😀 I wanted to test him out, and each time, I felt the impulse to go a little further. I’m absolutely enjoying the play, it reminds me of how Fabien slowly realized he belonged at my feet! LOL I intend of course to go as far as I can and I definitely will cum into Daniel at the end!

That is what we faggots are to Alphas like Master Anthony: playthings.

But playthings in the hands of a developing God Alpha like Master Anthony are safe … and cherished.

Daniel is about to find this out!

This post is part of a thread chronicling the rise of straight Master Anthony, the 23-year-old God Alpha who took ownership of his first faggot, Fabien. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!

It’s been a long time since I’ve heard directly from Master Anthony, the French God Alpha and owner of my little brother Fabien. Over the last year or so Master Anthony has been enjoying his superior life in the best ways possible, traveling to various countries with his Alpha pack and stable of faggots in tow. He’s fucked countless females and bred fags too many times to track. It’s all a typical part of “Alpha ascension”.

Master Anthony just turned 23 years old the other day. Imagine being 23 years old and essentially worshiped everywhere you go! A faggot like me can’t even imagine it! Meanwhile, a 23rd birthday is just another day in a glorious like few Men can comprehend.

But my little brother Fabien wasn’t about to let Master’s special day pass without once more going above and beyond to please him!

Hey boy

A few news about my life, as I know you love it ! Last week was my 23th birthday. My slave had prepared a nice surprise for me. He had contacted several of my other stooges (from college or elsewhere) and of my bros’ servants (I think you know some of them, Clément and Basile). When I came out of my room, irritated that my house slave hadn’t brought me my breakfast, I found myself surrounded by fifteen boys kneeling in the living room! They all shouted, “GLORY AND HONOR TO MASTER ANTHONY, GOD AMONG MEN!” and bowed down! It was so funny!  I walked past each of them to let them kiss my feet, and I distinguished some of them by putting my foot or hand on their heads. And Fabien sucked my cock in front of everyone! The envy on the faces of the others, OMG!

Of course, all those little whores were throat- and ass-fucked by me and my friends during our party all afternoon and evening! My best mate Henri wanted to throw my birthday party at his house (he lives in a house with his parents, who were away last weekend). It was super fun! There were a few beta boys from college, one of whom came with his girlfriend. He had to lick my feet while I kissed the girl and then while she sucked me off! I loved it! It feels so good to humiliate straight guys and make them accept my superiority! I can still see myself slumped in the chair, with Fabien massaging my back, the pretty girl’s mouth around my cock, and her “boyfriend” on the ground licking my toes! SO GOOD!

And Fabien is still as flawless as ever. He’s been bulking up lately, at my request. I decided to have him do workout and not just accompany me to the gym. He’s already good-looking, but I want a more muscular slave. I think it reflects well on me, and I feel powerful dominating a very masculine slave. Sometimes I randomly order him to do push-ups, and I count! I place my foot so that he kisses it with each push-up. I know it motivates him! LOL

Next time maybe I’ll tell you how I’m subduing a teaching assistant at the university! LOL Bye, fag!

I love how Fabien came up with the idea of surprising his Master by using a naturally-occurring resource within their circle: a stable of faggots! Having them all kneeling in submission to Master Anthony when he woke up was genius! How on earth can Master Anthony think of himself as anything other than a God Alpha given these kinds of displays of loyal worship?

Of course, I’ve long maintained that Alpha ascension really doesn’t happen without the assistance of a great faggot. This is especially true with straight Alphas like Master Anthony. A great faggot serves without issue, always loyal and forward-thinking, and cherishes even the smallest opportunities to please its Owner.

That describes Fabien perfectly. Unlike many selfish fags, Fabien gladly shares his Master with other faggots (even teaching them how to serve him!), or serving humbly as Master uses females for pleasure. Fabien does all of this work full of joy and appreciation, but also free of jealousy. That’s a huge trick few faggots pull off!

I love the detail Master Anthony added at the end about transforming Fabien’s body. That shows Master Anthony is taking a vested interest in creating a faggot that reflects his own superiority. After all, a God Alpha shouldn’t be served by unappealing faggots, right?

Master Anthony is one of my favorite Alphas because he approaches his superiority casually and seems to truly love owning faggots as part of his growing kingdom. It’s such a privilege to be a part of that kingdom!

Thank you, Master Anthony!

The following post is part of a thread chronicling the experiences of a French faggot named Fabien who has been claimed by his straight God Alpha friend Anthony. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!

The dynamic between a straight Alpha and his owned faggot is one of the most complicated-yet-natural relationships in all of human nature. This dynamic is powered by the purity and clarity of hierarchical roles from both the Alpha and his faggot; the straight Alpha has no interest in anything except being serviced, and the faggot having no interest except serving. It’s an hierarchical dynamic built of perfect balance and focus.

In every service relationship I’ve had with a straight Alpha, this balance was always naturally there. It was never forced or planned. My straight Masters expected worship, and I wanted nothing more than every opportunity to worship them.

For straight Alphas, that balance is the literal eye of the hurricane of their lives. They’re dealing with life pressures, work pressures, and pressures from females. But when they’re with their owned faggot, life is simple, pure, and satisfying in a way he can’t understand.

He just knows it’s true … and reliable.

One of the best examples of this is the relationship between Master Anthony and his former friend/dearest faggot Fabien. It seems like forever since I helped Fabien properly submit to Master Anthony. Now, Fabien’s life has been one fulfilling adventure after another as he serves Master Anthony – a burgeoning God Alpha – and his Alpha pack.

Fabien rightly adores his Master and serves him with deep reverence and awe. Fabien never flinches when Master Anthony is seducing and fucking another girl. In the end, Fabien knows he is Master Anthony’s prized possession because Master Anthony never hides his heart. He values what he owns.

Then again, it’s easy to value a faggot like Fabien. He does what most faggots fail to do: anticipate the needs of his Owner. Alphas don’t always verbalize what they need, so a faggot that understands its Master’s moods and body language becomes much more valuable to its Owner!

Keep that in mind when you read what Fabien wrote this morning:

My dear brother,

My Master gave me permission to tell you a moment we had lately. I wasn’t sure if he wanted me to mention it, because it shows a bit of vulnerability, but he said he was totally OK with it.

You see, these past few months, college has also brought its share of difficulties for Anthony. He is, of course, always a brilliant student, the best in his class, but sometimes he has felt the weight of expectations and the work required. It’s quite typical: for someone for whom everything has always come easily, succeeding with minimal effort, it can be unsettling when the bar is raised a little higher. I do my best to help him, but he now refuses to let me do all his academic work for him; he wants to prove to himself that he is the best. My infinite respect and admiration for him is even stronger, if that is possible.Sometimes, however, it affectes his morale. One evening, he was brooding on the sofa.. Seeing him in this state always breaks my heart. I would love to keep him permanently happy and joyful. Alas, even the most devoted servants cannot perform miracles and protect their Masters from all misfortunes.

I did what I know I have to do in these situations: I put him at ease and made him feel comfortable by placing my head at his feet to speak to him. I tenderly kissed his feet and I tried to offer words of comfort. I can’t recall everything I said, but I emphasized that being a Superior Man didn’t mean he didn’t have to put a little effort in, but that his efforts would always yield much, much greater results than those of the average man.

And I concluded by saying, “I beg you, my beloved Master, never, ever forget how exceptional and incredible you are. You’re even more than a superior being. You are a gift to humanity. I am insanely proud to serve you and devote my life to your happiness and success.” And I resumed my worship of his feet, allowing myself to lick and kiss up to his ankles.

What happened next was incredible. Anthony asked me to stand up, took my face in his hands, and looked at me with a friendly smile. He said: “You are right. Thank you.” I tried to answer that he didn’t have to thank me. But then he said: “I know. I deserve your service and devotion. I’m entitled to your complete submission. But still, you could be shit, and you’re exactly the slave a God like me must have. And I want you to know you are appreciated. You’re such a good boy to me, for your brain, your hard work and your selfess devotion.”

Then he hugged me. A manly but tender embrace. I cannot tell you how incredibly happy I felt. Pure bliss. I almost cried. “Thank you Master. Thank you for existing. And for allowing me to serve you.” He kissed my forefront and said “You’re welcome, my boy. Now, go to sleep. You have a lot of work ahead of you.”

Moments like these are rare, but so precious. To have a God in my life and to live at Anthony’s feet is an incredible privilege I will never take for granted.

Lots of love to you, brother!

Fab the fag 

Can you sense the perfect balance here I spoke of at the outset?

First of all, Fabien’s actions were pure instinct meant, not to arouse, but to comfort. Everything Fabien does in Master Anthony’s service is entirely focused on making this stunning young God Alpha happier and more fulfilled. Kneeling and kissing Master Anthony’s feet was merely to remind him that, no matter what problems he faces, he’s still an immensely powerful Alpha who is worshiped by many.

And clearly, Master Anthony got that message!

Master Anthony’s deeply emotional words and his intentionally-impactful embrace were simple gifts that were like literal rains in the desert. I’m sure Master Anthony felt righteous in doing that for Fabien, but it’s also a testament to his generous and benevolent spirit as well.

Think about how many loads Master Anthony has pumped into Fabien. Indeed, Master Anthony’s DNA swims inside Fabien! And still, a simple acknowledgement and hug from this monumental young Alpha impacted Fabien just as much!

So what is Fabien’s greatest gift to Master Anthony? After all, Fabien has surrendered himself completely to his Master.

And that’s the gift: Fabien’s complete submission.

That complete submission fuels Master Anthony’s daily life, giving him the adrenaline to conquer and subdue. That complete submission gives Master Anthony the confidence he needs to build a Kingdom and lead both Alphas, females, and faggots to their purpose.

And that complete submission gives Master Anthony a peace that only comes from pure, unselfish love!

I’m so thankful that my brother Fabien shared such a beautiful moment with me!

I love you, Fabien!

sam the faggot

This post is part of a thread chronicling the rise of straight Master Anthony, the 22-year-old God Alpha who took ownership of his first faggot, Fabien. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!

When it comes to the effects of faggots on straight Alphas, I practically have a PhD. I’ve served straight Alphas, been owned by them, I’ve helped other faggots come to serve them, coached a ton of straight Alphas into faggot ownership … and on and on. I’ve proven the truth about straight Alphas using faggots beyond any shadow of any doubt, practically more than the rest of the internet combined.

But what I don’t have is the ability to read the thoughts of straight Alphas and know their own reflections about how faggot ownership and usage has changed/improved their lives, and how much different it is than the way females affect them.

Fortunately, I have a vast network of straight Alphas who own and use faggots to question about the subject!

Recently in an ongoing email thread I asked Master Anthony (an admittedly young but already extremely experienced straight Alpha) about how he sees the differences between the effects of the females and the faggots in his life.

The conversation began with Master Anthony rhapsodically describing his ownership of his primary faggot, Fabien:

You know, I was giving some thoughts about my relationship with my favorite inferior Fab, my first slave and only live-in one. What is really great about this relationship is how full of sheer joy it is. I have noticed lately that we are often grinning at each other when Fabien serves me and worships me. We also laugh a lot together. Fabien has always this golden retriever energy when he spots me and when I order him around or give him a praise. He’s so happy to make me happy… and it makes me even happier to see how happy he is to make me happy! LOL I think I got a little tangled up here, but you get the idea.

And there is always this loving adoration in his eyes when he looks at me, especially when massaging my feet or sucking my cock. I never expected to feel that way, but I find him adorable. I didn’t think I would feel so much fondness and tenderness just for a servant, but yet I do! We are both enjoying our hierarchical places at the utmost

So that beautiful, heartfelt description of his faithful faggot shows that straight Alphas can really deeply appreciate their fags – even love them to some degree. This is in stark contrast to many stupid straight Alphas (particularly in findom) who refuse to even attempt to comprehend or appreciate what their faggots do for them.

So I pressed Master Anthony further about the difference between what Fabien does for him as opposed to his females. He wrote:

Fucking girls and fags definitely feels different, even if it’s very hard to explain the difference. I love girls, they’re so beautiful, their body, their face, their pussy and tits, and they’re really fun to seduce and conquer and fuck. I love their softness and fragility and sometimes how they can try to resist me but eventually (well, most of the time LOL) fall for me. With girls, there is more flirting game, and it is more of an exchange. They are still inferior to me, of course, and I can be rude with them and use them harsh too, but they might have higher expectations for tenderness and consideration. I don’t mind being romantic and chivalrous and stuff sometimes, as long as they respect and submit to my virility and my power.

With inferior boys, that’s different; it is PURE DOMINATION! When another male kneels at my feet, it is a true reminder that I am a SUPERIOR MAN and better than everyone else. Because we are both males, the inequality between us, the hierarchy is all the more blatant, if you see what I mean. That’s why I especially like to dominate rather masculine guys like Fabien, because thay admitting their inferiority to me feels even best. And good faggots like Fabien are so devoted, so utterly submissive, that’s a huge turn on! And I can be harsher and ruder with boys, even if I can also be affectionate to those who deserve it.

The reason why I wanted to isolate Master Anthony’s response in a specific post like this is because of the way he contrasts the effects of both genders on his POWER.

Notice how Master Anthony focuses on the way owning and dominating faggots like Fabien makes him feel like a “SUPERIOR MAN”, whereas females don’t necessarily do that. This is important for straight Alphas to ponder! If any straight Alphas are doubting that fucking a faggot and owning one won’t make their power exponentially increase, re-read what Master Anthony wrote and consider the implications of it!

At the heart of Hierarchy lies a power dynamic. That dynamic is always shifting, growing more powerful or weakening depending on a variety of factors. But one sure way for a straight Alpha to experience the full power of that dynamic (and his Alphahood) is through the simple act of having a sub male or faggot kneel, kiss his feet, and surrender itself willingly to him. This is an undisputed fact.

Now, Master Anthony does more than that. He uses Fabien as a full-time faggot, and also uses Fabien’s eager throat and pussy for pleasure. Because he does this, he gains even more of that Hierarchical power because he is marking his territory, claiming it forever as his property. Through that feeding and breeding of faggots Master Anthony is building a real Kingdom around himself, something ordinary straight Men or uncomfortable straight Alphas cannot comprehend.

To support what Master Anthony said about it, I asked another straight, married Alpha named @peteydickens about it. Over the last several months, Master Pete has taken ownership of a muscular, devoted faggot that he eventually started fucking and breeding.

He said this:

Call it confidence or boldness but it is deeper than both. I noticed it more when I butt fuck him. It’s why I want to always cum in him. I leave ready to take on the world. A muscular dude lays there overwhelmed with the cock that has been pounded in his ass and has my semen in him.

I love that Master Pete says that he leaves after fucking his fag “ready to take on the world.” That is exactly the effect I’m talking about in this post. A straight Man might feel good after fucking a female, but he doesn’t feel like he’s conquered something, or taken something. But when fucking a sub male, he does. That’s because the sub male (or faggot) is technically the same as the Alpha (male), but by submitting and being fucked the Alpha is emasculating the faggot. He’s taking away any semblance of Manhood from it.

I really want straight Alphas who are truly interested in ascending in power to consider this intrinsic aspect of the Hierarchical dynamic. You can fuck as many females as you want, but you’ll never know the absolute power of God Alphas like Master Anthony who own and use both!