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I’ve been recently thinking about revising my Hierarchy pyramid again to address some things I see within the faggot strata of Hierarchy. This has been pushed along by conversations I’ve had with a couple of knowledgeable people, Alpha and faggot, that convince me I’m over-simplifying faggots and overemphasizing objects.
But then, like manna from Heaven, came a brilliant email from my beloved Master Ben. I published part of this email in my update on him a few days ago. I held off this special section for this breakdown today.
Let me start with what he wrote on the subject of faggot Hierarchy using the examples of his three primary faggots:
Over the last few weeks I’ve been thinking a lot about my current stable of faggots and my need to conquer and own even more. I’ve realised that it’s just not sustainable or desirable for me to devote the amount of time, effort and concern I have this far to all my fags and any new faggots that come into my ownership. At a basic level, every faggot I own has/will have value to me and I will fall under my care but the longer I spend observing and training fags the more I realise that all faggots are not created equal. Rather like the hierarchy pyramid you have pinned on your site, I believe there is a hierarchy amongst faggots. Of course, in the faggot hierarchy I’m talking about the level of submission, skill and self acceptance each faggot attains rather than the dominance and power reflected in the Alpha hierarchy.
The way I see it, some faggots have an innate inner knowledge of what it is to submit, serve and obey. These fags fully embrace their faggot nature, take pride in their subservience and willingly give their entire existence over to their Alpha. They need little training and have perfect instincts when it comes to pleasing, serving and anticipating the needs of Alphas. My beautiful boy Jack is the prime example of such a faggot.
Then there are fags that feel the urge to submit and serve, they need to be tamed, guided and controlled by Alphas, but they lack the ability or willingness to give themselves over to those urges completely without first being broken in by an Alpha. Once broken in these faggots take pride in their faggot nature, see their value to Alphas and seek to improve. Calum is a good example of this. Initially resistant and fighting his nature, Calum had to be broken in, guided and disciplined as necessary before finally accepting his place and giving himself over to me fully. Though Calum is just as loyal and obedient as Jack, he lacks Jack’s level of instincts when it comes to understanding how to please and preempt an Alpha’s needs instead requiring regular guiding and instruction.
Then we have the faggots that know from day one that they are inferior, they know they’re destined to be owned and used by superior men (sometimes giving in to those urges and sometimes fighting them) but fail to embrace and take pride in their nature. These faggots are simply unable to see themselves as anything more than worthless slaves, despite an Alpha’s encouragement or guidance these faggots doom themselves to a life of self-imposed mediocrity, never taking pride in their nature as the servants of Alpha men and require constant direction from their Alphas or more confident fags. It saddens me to say, Dean is one such faggot. Despite my best efforts, and the efforts of his faggot brothers, Dean refuses to see himself and his faggot nature as something to be proud of and have confidence in. He thrives on humiliation and degradation and accepts his place at the very bottom of the food chain.
The first two categories of fag who have agency and take pride in their nature. The third category of faggots are more akin to pets, seeing themselves as mere slaves, with no instincts (other than a base need to submit) or agency, requiring constant instruction.
These observations are not the result of a conscious strategy on my part to classify and rank the fags that serve me. Quite the opposite, I began this journey naively thinking all faggots would operate in essentially the same way and require and deserve an equal amount of my time, effort and attention. Clearly that was a misconception on my part. Over the past few months, these are the three categories I’ve noted my faggots have fallen into naturally and so that is the basis upon which I will proceed. Although it is the responsibility of any Alpha to ensure his fags are cared for and are guided towards being the best faggot they can be it’s clear than, as with Alphas, some faggots have more potential and are destined for greater things than others. From now on, with my current fags and new fags, the amount of time, energy and effort I put into each fag will be determined by their ability to demonstrate their value to me. Aside from the initial period under my ownership where I fully expect most faggots to need breaking in and training, I won’t be devoting my time and energy to trying to improve faggots that have no desire/ability to improve themselves. Instead those fags will be charged with the most menial tasks and will be treat accordingly until such a time as they can prove their value to me has increased.
That may sound cruel or harsh but, frankly, I don’t care. I have all the time in the world to spend on training and guiding faggots that I take ownership of as long as I can see they have a desire to learn and improve. If not, then I won’t waste my valuable time on a fag that has no desire to grow. I told my faggots as much a few weeks ago and I came as no surprise to any of them, I think they all knew that, even amongst themselves, there was a hierarchy forming. Dean’s reaction in particular only confirmed my suspicions, rather than being hurt or upset by my assessment of him and his relegation to bottom of the pile he actually seemed relieved and seems much more comfortable in his new reduced status.
I think Master Ben’s idea of faggot Hierarchy based on acceptance and performance is very interesting, although I’m not sure if faggots assemble themselves in that Hierarchy or if Alphas make that call.
I am thinking of altering the two bottom layers of my pyramid into something like “actualized faggots” in the blue section and “unactualized faggots” in the purple section (need a better name for them).
In this new revision, I’d be eliminating “objects” as a separate section (since I consider it to be a kink) and lumping objects in with faggots like Dean who do not fully embrace their purpose but just want to be used.
This is my thought process going forward. Any feedback would be appreciated!
Thank you to Master Ben for his brilliance and vision!
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Master Ben continues to advance at a breakneck pace. His power is like an exploding star, infinitely powerful and racing out of sight. However, the more apt cosmological comparison might be a black hole. Master Ben absolutely draws faggots in and consumes them whole. He becomes their entire horizon, their complete reality. It’s been incredible to consult with him daily about what he plans with his faggots and his rapidly-growing empire.
The Three Primary Faggots
Master Ben took a huge step forward this weekend. He gathered his three primary faggots – Jack, Dean, and Calum – to his place. He first called Dean and Calum to him while Jack busied himself with his chores, and Master Ben placed both faggots into chastity!
And this was an interesting twist: Master Ben made both faggots click the locks shut before handing over the keys! I love this little touch (for the psychological control).
Then Master Ben told Dean and Calum to take over the house chores while Jack took his place at his Master’s feet. Then Master Ben placed a collar around Jack’s neck and had Jack also snap the lock shut before handing over the key.
After that, Master Ben told Jack that he wanted him to be his first official live-in faggot! Jack and the other two faggots were so thrilled by this development! So Jack moved in immediately the next day!
But Master Ben then related something that happened between himself and his new live-in faggot Jack that reveals the deepening trust that can be shared between a Master and his personal faggot.
First thing to mention is how well Jack has adapted to being a live-in faggot. To be honest, I’m not sure ‘adapted’ is the right word, its as if he was born for this role. He formally moved into my place on Saturday, he has his own cupboard for his clothes/belongings in one of the spare bedrooms but he sleeps in my room with me. I find it more convenient having him to hand throughout the night and first thing in the morning. Since he moved in we’ve spoken more about his role and position in my household, I’ve already made it clear to him (as I’ve told you) that he is very special to me and that as my favoured faggot he has somewhat more agency than his fag-brothers and he has privileges that they will likely never have. Some may balk at the idea of me allowing Jack to enjoy such freedom but I have no concerns, everything Jack does is about serving me, pleasing me and making my life easier and more enjoyable. Unlike Dean and Calum, who are equally committed to serving and pleasing me, Jack has never really needed to be told, instructed or ordered around, he already knows what I want, expect and like and acts accordingly. In return, I allow him greater freedoms to judge for himself what would be the best use of his time (though, as Jack himself said, no matter where he is or what he is doing my word comes before everything else…call and he’ll be there). As a result Jack has, voluntarily, taken on all domestic duties around the house, he cooks, cleans and does the laundry, he restocks the kitchen and I have put him in charge of handing out tasks to Dean and Calum when I am not there during the week. When all three fags are at my place (which is most weeknights, though they typically aren’t allowed to stay over, and most weekends) Jack continues to focus primarily on his domestic tasks and doesn’t require supervision which allows me to spend more time training and focusing on Dean and Calum. As I said to you a while ago, when I first raised the idea of Jack becoming a live-in fag, one of the many benefits is that I am free to give more of my attention to Dean and Calum when they are here (rather than primarily favouring Jack) as I know I will be able to focus on Jack whenever we’re alone. Of course there are instances where I still wish to use Jack while the Dean and Calum are there and the faggots essentially switch roles with Dean and Calum taking over Jack’s domestic duties whilst he services me. On weekends, I’ve told Dean and Calum that they will be primarily responsible for domestic duties and Jack is free to serve me and I can spend some decent time enjoying him.
Since Jack became my live-in faggot our bond has grown considerably stronger, in many cases there isn’t even a need for me to speak in order for him to know what I want from him. We’re both so attuned to each other that things run seamlessly, without me needing to constantly give instructions or training. Usually Jack manages to complete his domestic tasks before I get home from work and certainly before fags Dean and Calum leave for the night which means the evenings and mornings (and all day on the weekends) are dedicated to each others company. He serves in the normal ways, kneeling before me and worshipping my feet, taking care of my cock and having his holes used, but as I’ve said to you privately the level of trust we have between us and my particular affection for him has opened up many new possibilities.
I told you a few weeks ago Jack had expressed and interest in much more physical, ‘non-vanilla’ service (as he put it) and at the time I told him to wait as it had only really been a couple of weeks since he began serving me. I have always enjoyed ‘non-vanilla’ sex, I am a big fan of BDSM and breath play, I enjoy consensual non-consent and various other…interests…that, up until recently I’ve been reticent to fully indulge primarily due to the safety/legal concerns of pursuing these situations with someone who isn’t fully willing or prepared and who I don’t have a sufficient level of trust with. Over the last couple of months it has become clear that Jack is perfect for these things…he is enticed by and enjoys the same things I am (though of course he is enticed by the submission whereas I am enticed by the domination) and we began to build up to these more intimate and extreme encounters a few weeks ago, rather than jumping in at the deep-end, primarily for Jack’s safety and mental preparedness. Since Saturday there has barely been a moment where we haven’t been fucking or…’playing’ other than when I am at work or dealing with Dean and Calum. There are no barriers or constraints between us anymore and we have both pushed each other to the limits of our desires. Jack has come close to the breaking point in his submission and I have walked the fine line between control and loss of control over the last few weeks (particularly the last few days) and it has been the most exhilarating and fulfilling experience for the both of us. Importantly, the basics I have instilled in Jack remain strong, despite the increasing closeness of our bond, he never over-steps or presumes and remains perfectly content to serve in even the most mundane ways without ever expecting special treatment and I am always sure to care for him and comfort him after our sessions. It has brought us closer than I ever thought possible.
On Sunday I came as close as I’ve ever come to losing control, to the point where I actually shocked myself with what I had done and how far I’d gone. I’d sent Dean and Calum away around midday after they had completed their tasks and Jack and I spent the afternoon exploring some of our more extreme desires. To cut a long story short, after several hours of…I don’t really know what to call it (Fucking? Foreplay? Kink?) Jack ended up fully restrained in the bedroom, he’d been whipped, slapped, trampled, face-fucked etc… (I stress, all consensually and with a safe word in place) before eventually tapping out while I was choking him (again, consensual). Once he’d called time by tapping out I knew it was over, he took a while to collect himself while I released his restraints and as I looked at him and thought about what I’d done I couldn’t believe how easily I’d let that side of me take over. I know Alphas often talk about feeling like a God amongst men but truly, that experience on Sunday was the closest you could ever hope to get to truly feeling like a God. I literally held his life in my hands, he was bound and helpless and it was only afterwards that I realised how easy it would have been for things to go too far, particularly when thinking about how much of a rush/turn-on it was to feel that way.
Afterwards, I spoke to Jack about it and told him how it felt from my side and asked him if he’d felt scared or worried at any point and his answer took me by surprise. He told me that throughout the whole thing he’d only felt arousal, love and total fulfilment…I asked him how he could feel no fear at all being completely restrained and having me, who felt so close to losing control, with my hand around his throat. He said that he knew I wouldn’t hurt him…that no matter how extreme or physical things got he felt safe with me. I admitted to him that I could never understand how he could feel like that, especially considering that I myself was (in retrospect) scared of what I could have done had Jack not tapped out…I told him that I didn’t know whether I would have stopped without him intervening. He told me that he trusted me, knew I would never want to harm him and said that this was what he’d always wanted.
I don’t think I’ll ever understand that level of devotion but it is truly beautiful to see. I spent the rest of the night in bed, Jack curled up next to me, watching TV as I stroked his hair and made sure he knew he was safe with me. The next morning, I woke up to my breakfast prepared as usual and Jack waiting for me by my bed in case I wanted to blow a load before work. Since Sunday we’ve been fucking for hours each night, sometimes I just breed him and sometimes its more…sensual(?). To be honest it’s very confusing and hard to explain what I have with Jack. He’s my loyal, devoted faggot and he means so much to me.
If you’re reading this encounter between Master Ben and Jack and you are not aroused and vibrating with awe then you must be dead inside. This is one of the most exquisite descriptions of what is possible between an Alpha God and his faithful, devoted faggot. Everything is here – the combustible chemical reactions, the Alpha rage, the faggot sacrifice, the trust, the Beast, the serenity and peace.
It’s what happens when an Alpha and a faggot fully embrace their natural Hierarchical roles and complement each other so perfectly.
The Faggot And The Cuck
But while Master Ben almost lost control with Jack, he reassumed control over another part of his Empire. You might remember that Master Ben picked up a faggot at a bar and subsequently fucked it in front of its cuckold boyfriend. Master Ben had largely subjugated both of them as his faggots, but he’s been too busy with his primary faggots to pay much attention to the faggot couple.
But then a situation emerged the other night that required Master Ben’s expert direction and influence:
Second main thing to mention is the events with my casual faggot from the club and his cuck ‘boyfriend’. I got a text from him on Monday telling me he missed me and that things had been difficult at home between him and the cuck. Apparently the his boyfriend had been taking his frustration with the situation out on the him, being colder and more aggressive, nothing physical but enough to upset and concern him. I told him not to worry and that I’d come over later that night after work.
When I arrived the fag let me in and immediately hugged me and thanked me for coming over. Something felt off from the moment I stepped into their place, I asked him if he was ok and he said that it had just been difficult putting up with his boyfriend’s mood swings. Apparently there had been a lot of arguing that had gotten quite nasty and yet, other times the cuck was super caring and affectionate. I told him it sounded like his boyfriend was having difficulty with his own emotions and insecurities and was taking it out on him because he didn’t have the balls to confront me. I asked him where the cuck was and he told me he was in the bedroom, apparently when he found out I was coming over he said he wanted nothing to do with it.
I told the fag to wait there and I would go and speak to the cuck and sort it out. Again, to cut a long story short, I spoke with the cuck about his behaviour towards my fag (his ‘boyfriend’) and told him to either get on board with the situation or fuck off but under no circumstances would I allow him to continue to upset and intimidate his boyfriend simply because he couldn’t get over his own inadequacies. He denied that he was insecure and claimed that the faggot was just ‘cheating’ on him and he had every right to be annoyed. I asked him if he saw it as ‘cheating’ then why hadn’t he left or, for that matter, why hadn’t his boyfriend left? I told him that the fag wasn’t cheating on him, it was simply allowing me to take care of an urge that he was unable to satisfy. I told him that his boyfriend needed something more than warm words and romance…he needed to be fucked and used and owned and that those were things he could never do. I asked him whether he was genuinely unhappy with the new arrangement between me and his boyfriend or if he simply felt ashamed that another man had to come in and satisfy his partner because he wasn’t up to the job? I confronted him about my suspecting him of taking the boxers I left there after the last time I fucked the fag and he denied it but his face turned bright red… Essentially I told him to accept his place in this relationship and understand why his boyfriend had submitted to me, I explained that if he got over his own insecurities and pride he would may even find some enjoyment in the situation himself.
I left the bedroom and sat down with the fag, explained what had been said and told him to get in touch with me straight away if he was worried or scared about his boyfriend. I told him that I’d offered to let the cuck in on some of the fun and assured him that I thought this was only a temporary phase while he adjusted to this new reality. The faggot said he hoped that this hadn’t put me off coming back and apologised for ‘wasting my time’…I told him that from the moment he submitted to me for the first time he became partly my responsibility to care for and look after and that as long as he was prepared to submit I would be there to help him and put him to good use.
After spending a few moments comforting the fag I told him I had to go (my three boys were waiting for me at home) but that I’d be back soon. The following day I got a message from him saying that he and the cuck had spoken about things after I had left and apparently the cuck had broken down in tears and told him that he felt worthless and embarrassed that he’d let me walk into their home and ‘steal’ his boyfriend. The fag told me that he’d assured the cuck that this arrangement could be good for everyone involved and tried to convince him to give it a go without any pre-judgement. At this point the cuck admitted to the fag that he had taken my boxers the other week and that he wanted to be involved and was turned on by the thought of having me come round more often and ‘experiment’ but that it was very confusing for him and he didn’t know how to handle to situation.
I texted the fag back and told him the same thing as I’ve told all my other fags…just let yourselves give in to your urges! The only reason it’s difficult or embarrassing or shameful is because society has told you it should be. I told them to think about it objectively…if something makes you feel good, turns you on or is exciting, what reason is there to deny yourself from enjoying it? If it gives you pleasure then be grateful for that, sit back and enjoy the ride…once you let your inhibitions go for the first time and just embrace your fantasies there is no going back.
I told the fag to talk more openly with the cuck about why he chose to serve me, what if feels like, how he came to realise there was no shame in giving in to your instincts and help him understand that it’s natural and pleasurable rather than shameful or embarrassing. He text back a few days later saying the cuck had stopped being so uptight about things and that he was ‘open’ to exploring the arrangement. I told him I was glad to hear it and that next time I was around I’d be including the cuck in our fun too.
If I’m honest, I’m yet to work out whether the cuck is a beta or a fag but either way I’m confident he’ll come on board with the arrangement soon enough. I know he wants to, he just needs to break down those mental barriers instilled in him by society and go with the flow.
It’s inevitable that Master Ben will take total control of the faggot (if not both of these subs) eventually. Master Ben ‘s effortless navigation through the interpersonal complexities of their relationship and his distillation of the truth at its heart simply shines a light on Master Ben’s superior intuition.
The fact that Master Ben took the time to race over to their house to confront this rebellious cuck in defense of HIS faggot (notice how Master Ben took ownership via language) shows the depth of his commitment to Hierarchical righteousness!
Conclusion
The title “Master” gets bandied around quite a bit, especially in places it really doesn’t belong (like findom). The title isn’t one an Alpha assumes because he feels like a Master.
No, the title is EARNED through ACTION.
Master Ben is a Master because of the way he cares for and cultivates his properties, the way he protects them and leads them to fulfillment. If you are a faggot and you sacrifice yourself, pouring out your life and heart at his feet, Master Ben will reach down, stroke your face, and gaze upon your service with favor and appreciation.
This post is part of a thread following Ben, a young Alpha who is learning how to manipulate and use faggots. CLICK HERE to read all posts in this thread in chronological order!
There are several ongoing stories happening on the site right now, a couple of which involve young Apex Alphas discovering the use of faggots and growing a Kingdom of owned slaves. It’s been jaw-dropping to witness how readily these Alphas accept the use of faggots and their role in owning and training them. I use the phrase “natural-born Alpha” often here, but what else can I say? These Alphas take to their role so instantly that they almost seem hypnotized.
Of the major storylines currently on the site, none thrill me more than Master Ben’s. In just a couple of months Master Ben has enslaved three faggots, has hunted and caught a feral club faggot and its boyfriend, and has been seeking a cocksucker at work to service him during the hours he can’t be breeding his personal faggots. He seems intent on taking over the world, and he might just be powerful enough to do it.
But what I really love about Master Ben is the methodical nature of his ownership of lesser humans, faggot or not. He has simply come to realize that this is the life he was always meant to live, and nothing is going to prevent him from attaining everything he wants.
Master Ben sent me a massive update on three different parts of his growing Kingdom. First up, an update on the training and grooming of his faggots:
Plenty to update you on over the last week. Update on my three loyal fags, another visit with the club faggot and his cuck boyfriend and progress in finding a cocksucker to use whilst I’m at work. Dean and Jack are really coming into their own, I think the longer they serve the more in tune they get with me and my needs. It’s a bit like when you go to buy a suit, you can either settle for an ‘off the shelf’ suit which is satisfactory (it’ll do the job) or you can buy bespoke and have your suit hand-crafted and tailored to your body, needs and desires. I see faggot ownership in a similar way. When Dean came to me he needed training, Jack had the basics mastered already, and both served me satisfactorily in the beginning. Over time, it feels like through their continued interaction with me and as we’ve grown closer as Master and Fags they have changed from being ‘off the shelf’ faggots to bespoke fags tailored to my personal wants and needs (if I can stretch the analogy). In the beginning they did what they thought a stereotypical fag should do, they thought of themselves (Dean in particular) as worthless and pathetic. Though they followed my instructions obediently they were operating based primarily on the information and content produced in simple dom/fetish circles rather than true Alpha/faggot ownership. Over time, they have both matured and aged like fine wines and now their service feel much more personal to me, they’re more intuitive and in-tune with my likes/dislikes, needs and desires etc… Calum hasn’t yet reached that stage, having only really been broken a week or so ago, but he is now at the same level as Dean was when he first came to me. It is my expectation that, given a few more weeks, Calum too will perfect his skills and service and raise himself up to the level of his two faggot brothers. I don’t know if this is typical of Alphas and their faggots but I have to admit, I already see Jack as my favourite. He came to me as a skilled, self-aware faggot and has, with my guidance and influence, developed into an exceptional one. I feel we have a closer connection then I do with either Dean or Calum (though I have close connections with them too).
I’m still encouraging my fags to bond with one another by spending time with each other, without me being there, to discuss how they’re feeling, share tips and ideas etc… I’ve found it to be effective and beneficial for the fags, who have managed to comfort and reassure one another and also felt more confident to bring worries and suggestions to my attention, but also for myself. Giving them the opportunity to talk amongst them selves and spend time with each other has led to a few nice surprises where they co-ordinated their efforts to put on a particularly nice day/evening for me or pooled their resources to buy me a gift or even just to work to each other’s strengths to ensure their service is a seamless as possible. I also encourage bonding whilst they’re serving me. I try to make sure each fag gets their fair share of my attention based on how well they’ve behaved and performed, I often get them to work together to service my cock, feet and pits. The other day I had Jack servicing my cock (he’s by far the best cocksucker out of the three), kneeling in between my legs, whilst Dean and Calum were worshiping one foot each. When I came I ordered Jack to take my load in his mouth but not to swallow, I then instructed him to share my cum with his fag brothers and allowed them to kiss and swap my cum between them so they all got a taste. I don’t know what its like for straight alphas but I enjoy seeing my fags interact sexually with each other…I don’t allow them to touch their own (or each others) clits or any form of penetration/oral sex. Instead I often have them share my load between them or have them show each others bodies off for me, showing their holes/ass off and lubing each other up ready to take my dick. They know what they’re forbidden from doing and they know not to indulge themselves without my permission but I’ve found allowing them to interact with each other sexually in a limited way, under my supervision, has massively helped them bond and provides a nice show for me to enjoy in the process.
Can you see how Master Ben is teaching his faggots even in subtle ways? For instance, his insistence on having his faggots spend time together is helping them develop a sense of play in their service and a sense of camaraderie among the faggots in his stable. Not only does it help his faggots recover better after use, but also encourages them to focus on Master Ben and not each other.
Next is an update on the club faggot and its beta cuck boyfriend. The way Master Ben described his initial encounter with this couple, it was pretty clear he was eventually coming back for more. But if you thought Master Ben humiliated the cuck boyfriend the first time, that was nothing compared to what he did when he returned for more:
As far as my ongoing use of the club faggot (Matthew) and his cuck ‘boyfriend’ (Lewis), I went over to his place again on Monday. I could make him come to me but to be honest fucking the faggot in his own home, in the bed he shares with his beta bitch boyfriend, with the cuck watching/listening to his boyfriend getting bred is what I find most appealing about this fag. I text him and told him to make sure he was free that night and told him to get some beers/food, telling him I’d be coming round to his place after work. He replied with a ‘Yes, Sir!” and then later that afternoon text me that he’d taken the afternoon off to prepare himself (I assume he’s talking about douching) and to make sure everything is ready for me arriving later that day, telling me how excited he was. I’m not treating this fag the same as I do my owned fags, partly because he’s just a bit of fun at the moment rather than someone I’m committed to owning and training and also because, as I said, a large part of the appeal for me is seeing the effect my involvement is having on the fag and the cuck’s relationship. Makes my dick hard watching the cuck sit there powerless as I take his place not only as the man who gets to fuck his boyfriend but also as the man who enjoys the fag’s affections. If I’m honest I’m pursuing this for the pleasure I get from fucking with the cuck’s mind as much as I am for the faggot itself. I headed straight over to his place after work and he opened the door before I even had a chance to knock. He greeted me by telling me he was glad I’d decided to come over again, still addressing me as ‘Sir’. I saw the beta boyfriend sitting on the couch, watching my every move, so I grabbed the back of the fags head and pulled him in full force to kiss him making sure to turn so the cuck could see us making out. After a couple of minutes I broke it off and grabbed his chin see he was looking in my eyes and asked him if he’d liked me kissing him…”Yes, Sir” he replied. I said “You know you’re a very lucky boy, right?” he nodded and replied “Yes, Sir” again. I told him he was a good boy and lightly slapped his cheek and then walked straight past him into the living room (with him following me like a puppy) where the boyfriend was sat on the couch. I saw he was glaring at me so I said “Problem?”, he shook his head. I replied “Good, now move so I can sit down”, he continued to glare at me before the fag intervened and told him to get up and bring some beers and snacks from the kitchen. I sat down in his place and patted the cushion next to me for the fag to join me and put my arm around him and my feet up on the coffee table. The fag cuddled in to me and the boyfriend returned with beers and food, handing me a bottle I told him to leave the others on the table next to me and helped myself to the food. The cuck settled himself on an armchair across the room as me and his boyfriend chatted, I was feeding the fag snacks and he was thanking me and running his hands all over me.
After we’d eaten and the fag had had a little fun kissing and feeling me up I asked him who was the better kisser, me or his boyfriend…”You, Sir”, so I asked him to repeat it louder so his boyfriend could hear. “And who fucks you the best?” I asked, “You did, Sir” came the reply…I continued to ask questions and comments designed to mind-fuck the fag and humiliate the fucking beta bitch sat in the corner. Eventually, I asked him ‘Why are you even with him them?” (a valid question seeing as the cuck obviously isn’t fulfilling the fag’s needs and the fag itself is way out the the cuck’s league in terms of looks) he told me that he loved his boyfriend and that’s why he was with him. So I challenged him further, “Why…he can’t kiss, he can’t fuck, he’s not much of a looker…does he have money?” I asked. It was funny to watch the fag struggle to answer, obviously rethinking a few things at that point, I just laughed it off to save the fag the bother of answering and instead told him to get on his knees. By that point I was getting hard, having the fag’s adoring hands all over me and seeing his pathetic cuck of a boyfriend sitting there too weak to stop him, so I took off my suit jacket and undone my trousers and pulled the fag’s head down into my crotch letting him inhale the stench of a long day at work. The boyfriend had turned away at this point but I’m sure he heard the fag’s little moans. I stood up and took my trousers off completely and threw my boxers over at the boyfriend before sitting back down and inviting the fag to take care of my cock. The cuck was trying not to look but every now and then I could see him glancing over at us before turning away again when he saw me watching him. I made sure I was especially vocal with my instructions to the fag and moaning and grunting etc… the fag is a good cocksucker but I wanted to make sure the cuck could hear exactly what was happening, even if he managed to restrain himself from watching. After a while of getting my dick sucked, I told the fag to hop up on my lap and take my dick in his hole and he obliged. I’ll give the fag credit, he rode my dick well, moaning about how big I was, asking me to fuck him harder, he even started calling me Daddy which was a bit of a turn on. The cuck was watching us by this point, so I made sure to make eye contact with him as I was thrusting into his boyfriends hole…he didn’t seem to mind as he didn’t make any attempt to turn away this time. Eventually I blew my load into the fags hole and he ended up cumming on my stomach so I made him lick it up before getting him to clean off my cock. I told the boyfriend to go and get us a towel to clean ourselves up and then me and the fag just chilled out on the couch for a bit, drinking a few beers having some more food, he curled up into me with my arm around him and I had my feet up and we just relaxed and chatted while the his boyfriend sat quietly across the room.
After a while I needed to take a piss so I told the fag to follow me to the bathroom, I told him to get into the shower and open his mouth. I took a piss down his throat, he managed to take most of it but once he started spilling I just pissed all over him, and then patted him on the head, told him he’d been a good boy and said ‘We’ll be doing this again sometime soon” and then I left him there in the bathroom, covered in my piss, and returned to the living room, got dressed (deliberately left my boxers behind on the floor near the cuck), gave the cuck a wink and then headed home.
I text the fag yesterday to ask if he’d found the present I’d left for him (the used boxers), he said he hadn’t seen them so I suggested that he speak to his boyfriend…clearly he was more into me than he wanted either of us to know, swiping my used boxers for his own enjoyment behind the fag’s back. I haven’t heard back from him so I assume the talk went well and they’re both a bit happier with our arrangement…either that or they’re not talking with each other. Either way, I’m sure the fag will be ready and willing for round three…who knows, maybe the cuck will want a taste himself?
What a masterpiece of humiliation and power! The callous, wanton cruelty displayed by Master Ben is pretty breathtaking, I must say. He expertly dismantled their entire relationship in the course of one evening, reducing it to ashes and then fucking the faggot on top of the ruins. How does that failed relationship survive after that?
(By the way, it was an especially clever touch to leave the boxers behind to see if the cuck would steal them! Nice test!)
And finally, an update on Master Ben’s search for an at-work cocksucker. This is something that Master Ben has been talking about a lot with me in texts, and I was a bit worried about the approach in a work situation like his.
But of course, I had no reason to fear. Master Ben has it under control:
As far as finding a cocksucker to use at work I mentioned I was 99% certain one of the managers was a faggot so I decided to test my theory yesterday. I was at my desk with a raging boner, the manager’s office is just two doors up the corridor, so I picked decided to take a walk. I went into his office, didn’t knock just walked in, and addressed him by his first name (not the done thing in my profession) and presented him with one a document that (for the purposes of my little experiment) needed his approval. I walked right up to his desk, the outline of my boner very obvious from his vantage point, and casually chatted about work, seeing him notice my bulge, before pausing and asking “Is everything Ok, you seen like you’re distracted?”. He got himself very flustered and just nodded towards my hard-on, I smiled at him and simply said “Oh yeah, guess I’m a bit worked up today…that’s not a problem is it?”, he shrugged and looked at my boner again before saying “Sorry for staring, it’s just hard to miss”. I laughed and agreed with him, walked around his desk so his head was level with my crotch, paused for a moment, and then took the document wallet from him and said…”Thanks for looking things over…I’m gonna go take care of this now, I’ll be back in fifteen if you need me”, grabbed my bulge in front of him and then turned around and left. Suspicions confirmed….faggot detected. I didn’t push too far on day 1, ultimately if this guy freaks it could be my job on the line, but I’m pretty certain from the way he reacted, his comments and the fact he didn’t object to me walking into his office unannounced with my hard cock showing through my trousers that he’ll be a willing throat for me to use with a little more coaxing.
This morning, as he passed my office he stuck his head around the door and joked about me taking as many breaks as I needed to deal with any ‘situations that may arise’ (his words), I looked him in the eyes and said ‘Don’t worry, I’ll let you know”. Next time I think I’ll be able to take his throat out for a spin…see what we’re working with.
For me, this part of Master Ben’s update is quite important. It shows Master Ben wielding his tremendous power in familiar, financially-crucial parts of his life. Many experienced Alphas don’t try this.
But it just goes to show that Master Ben is at a point in his development where he’s brash and supremely confident, draped in a cloak of invincibility, and ready to challenge all conventions. He’s just coming to truly realize that anything is possible when you’re an Apex Alpha.
