Hierarchy 266 – Trust Your Master!
Let go of your fear and trust that your Master wants to improve you!
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The following post is part of a thread chronicling the enslavement of a 53-year-old faggot (a former Top) named Mike by a 31-year-old Alpha Master named Steve. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!
I’ve been pretty thrilled by the story Mike the faggot has been telling me about the training he’s receiving under the control of Master Steve. Little by little Master Steve is tightening his grip on the life of his eager faggot, stripping him of the delusions he once had about himself and teaching him how to truly serve.
In the previous post, we saw Master Steve mark his faggot pretty dramatically, cumming on his chastity cage and leaving Mike’s mind swirling and delirious. At the end of the post, I mentioned that I was excited to see what Master Steve had in store for his new faggot.
Well, I wasn’t expecting this!
The second weekend of my punishment was filled lots of firsts. I am not sure the reasons for so many test or why. But I stayed calm and felt what Master Steve was doing was for my own personal growth as well as his pleasure.
When I got to his house on Saturday, his sister was there so around her we only act like boyfriends. He only suddenly shows off his dominance between him and I around her. My cage was a constant reminder of his control. I need to write a separate just about my mental and psychological feelings, being engaged for the first time.
Saturday night when we got to bed, he once again ask me to sniff his pits while he jerked off. Of course he knew I was straining in my cage and I feel this was turning him on even more. He even allowed me to lick 2x. Once again he blew his load on my cage. Once he was fully relieved, he kissed me on the cheek and said we need to get some sleep. Here I was straining immensely in my cage so sexually frustrated with his fresh load drenched on my locked cock. It took me a while to deal with my frustration while he was fast asleep.
The next morning, before I started to make his breakfast, he called me into the bathroom. He asked for me to sit on the toilet, and then he proceeded to piss on my locked cage. I assume this was another way of him marking his territory as he did with the cum. As he left the bathroom, he told me to get in the shower because I was smelling like piss.
After I got out of the shower, he asked me have I been going to the gym? I didn’t wanna lie because I haven’t. I’ve been too embarrassed and worried about someone seeing me in my cage. I told him no and exactly why. He asked for me to get ready that we were gonna go for a little bit. He said here wear this and no underwear. It was a tight pair of nylon shorts that definitely showed off my cage.
The gym overall was not too crowded. After we did a light workout, I was hoping to head back home, but he said let’s go take showers before we go home. Mentally I went in full panic mode. When we got into the dressing room, luckily no one was in there we both quickly stripped, and we walked to the shower. The shower holds about 10 people. As we got into the shower, he stood in front of me and began pissing on my cage again. I was both turned on and scared to death at the same time looking around hoping no one would see.
He finished showering before me and left. About this time these two other guys walk in the shower and I could see them staring. They didn’t say a word. I left the shower and went to my locker Steve was nowhere to be found. About this time this black guy I believe his name is Kevin comes in and starts changing clothes. He kinda smirked and said well I never expected you to be a fag, nice cage. He asks was I self locked or did I have a keyholder. I froze for a second and quietly said Master. He smiled and said lucky guy. About this time, Steve comes around the corner and simply says yeah I’m the one that locked him. Steve looks at me and says get your clothes on. Let’s go. I see the two of them continue to talk and laugh. When I finally get ready, tell master. They say bye to each other and I see Kevin just staring. When we get in the truck Master Steve said he was proud of me. That made me feel great.
That evening was Super Bowl, his sister and several of our mutual friends came over. I was drinking beer, eating snacks and enjoying the game. At one point I got up and went to bathroom, Steve followed me into his master bathroom. He hand me an empty beer bottle and said for the rest of the evening I would recycling my piss. I didn’t know what to say. He told me to fill up the beer bottle and take it back out and drink it. I said I was not able to piss without making a mess, he grinned and said well that’s what I thought you would say, here’s a small funnel to ensure you don’t waste any. I filled up the bottle and he had his beer in hand and said cheers, we both took a drink. He said let’s get back out there and enjoy the game. He said I was to recycle until the game ended. I just said Thank You Sir.
I’m just trying to understand, is all of this punishment, testing me, or pleasing him? Just confusing.
It’s incredible how Master Steve is pushing his faggot Mike deeper and deeper into a constant subspace with targeted tasks. I want to focus on the two big ones featured here.
Master Steve decided to take his caged faggot to the gym while wearing virtually nothing to conceal it from onlookers. This is easy for a Master to command, but very difficult for a closeted faggot to perform. But Mike did it, and for that I’m very proud of him. He trusted that he was safe while with his Master.
However, Master Steve clearly had more buttons to push. The shower training was intended to force Mike to accept public humiliation and the acceptance of risk as part of his service in a dramatic way. But then Master Steve introduced a black Alpha named Kevin into the situation, and the exchange between Mike and Kevin should be an eye-opener for any faggot out there doubting how Alphas conspire together and accept the true roles of faggots in everyday life. I don’t know the relationship between Master Steve and Kevin, but clearly they’re Alpha brothers who know each other on some level. (I have yet to meet Master Steve and speak to him, so some questions remain unanswered) I told Mike privately that I believe we are going to see Kevin again, possibly to use Mike sexually. We shall see.
Then the Super Bowl party episode was another huge test, with Master Steve parading his faggot around and forcing him to drink his own piss all night. Training like this forces Mike to understand that in all normal situations he is still owned by an Alpha and Master.
To answer Mike’s final questions directly, Master Steve is both testing and training him with these tasks. And judging by Master Steve’s responses, he’s VERY pleased with his new faggot!
The following post is part of a thread chronicling the enslavement of a 53-year-old faggot (a former Top) named Mike by a 31-year-old Alpha Master named Steve. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!
So Master Steve, in the process of punishing his faggot Mike, put Mike into chastity but then added a new wrinkle: he wanted Mike to find him a faggot to use during the two weeks of ordered chastity (because, of course, a Master shouldn’t need to go without just because the fag is being punished).
That’s a rough demand!
Here’s what happened after Mike found a fag friend named Jacob:
Just wanted to give you an update. This week has had a lot of stressful moments, but also so realizations.
On Tuesday night, my ex Jacob, who ironically was my bottom, went to service Master Steve, that’s something I was asked to arranged as a punishment. Although I was not happy about this, I did it first and foremost to prove my loyalty to Master Steve. I also knew this would not impact Jacob and I relationship. I fully came clean to Jacob about me being a faggot and ask him to do this as a favor.
Afterwards, Jacob called me. I asked him to give me all the details as I would not be mad or upset. I had to accept my punishment. He told me that Steve talked about me the whole night and Jacob told me how lucky I was to have him.
While I’m sure it was difficult for Mike to know his Master was fucking one of his friends, I’m also sure Jacob’s report made him feel a bit better.
But then Master Mike had another surprise.
Steve asked me to come over on Thursday night, which is something he normally doesn’t do. When I got there, he wanted me to be open and honest about how I was feeling being in chastity for almost one week. I was truthful with him and told him that I was extremely frustrated but I was willing to do what I need in order to please him. I also talked with him about I am seeing there’s is also an emotional and psychological component being in a chastity. He was happy to hear all of this and agreed that the overall goal is to make me more focused on his sexual desires rather than mine, and to overall start feeling more submissive around him and his Alpha friends. Obedience is the ultimate goal.
He asked me to strip naked so he could see my cage, I was training beyond belief. My balls were hurting because the ring was pulling out so far. He raised his arm and told me to smell his pits, it was intoxicating and then he began to jerk off. When he came, he blew his load on my cage. He said just so you know I’ve just marked my territory.
He told me to get dressed and for me to let the cum dry on my cage.
I told him Thank You Sir for marking me as yours. He said don’t ever fuck up again, understand. He said he’s also excited to see how I’m gonna make this up to him.
I have no idea what to expect this weekend.
I love love love what Master Steve did with Mike here. It’s almost a form of aftercare. First, he sincerely wanted to know how the discipline was transforming his faggot, and Mike’s incredibly humble and honest answer clearly moved Master Steve.
And here I just want to emphasize to all of the faggots reading this: always be honest with your Masters! They are very sharp and they can detect disingenuousness or outright lying. And if you are honest, your Master will better know how to guide you!
Then Master Steve does something brilliant: he scent trains Mike on his armpit while jacking off onto his faggot’s locked nub. This is serious mind-fucking used to reinforce Hierarchical standing and purpose. It shows me that Master Steve knows what he’s doing!
I’m pretty excited to hear what happens this weekend! My main question: will Master Steve choose to release his faggot from his cage? We shall see!
The following post is part of a thread chronicling the enslavement of a 53-year-old faggot (a former Top) named Mike by a 31-year-old Alpha Master named Steve. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!
When we last heard from Mike, the older faggot of a powerful younger Alpha named Steve, Mike had made a disastrous choice that caused Master Steve to lock him in chastity for two weeks. Mike was devastated, but resigned to his fate since he was given a choice and he chose wrong.
But just because Master Steve is punishing Mike, that doesn’t mean Mike doesn’t still need to continue to serve. And that’s exactly what Mike has been doing:
After sending you the message yesterday, as I was cleaning his house and laundry, I started to do a lot of thinking about his and I relationship and how it’s evolved into this.
But Saturday, I cleaned his house washed and folded his laundry. This was actually the first time I ever did his laundry. I assume this will be part of my new chores. I even went to the store and made his favorite, my chicken salad, which he always says is the best. He normally likes it in refrigerator to snack on. I guess this was my way of saying I’m sorry, because he always says words mean nothing but actions mean everything.
He got home late as he said he would. When he finally came to bed. He did put his arm around me and I could smell the chicken salad on his breath. That made me happy.
But to be honest, I didn’t sleep very well, I kept straining all night in my cage. I don’t know how I’m going to get adjusted to this. And pissing is almost impossible without making a mess.
Sunday was overall a good day, everything was almost normal. Except for I was constantly thinking about my cage. Just before I was leaving at 3 o’clock he asked me to come into the living room. He asked me to hand him my phone and unlock it, I did. He opened up my Grindr app, and kinda scroll through it a second. He asked me do I think it was appropriate for me to have this app on the phone talking to other guys since I had him. I knew immediately what he wanted. I said no it wasn’t and I’m very sorry I have it. He handed me the phone back and said well you know what to do. He watched as I deleted my account, data and app. He said let’s make this clear, going forward he’s the only that can play with whoever and whenever. And I will never have sex with anyone else but him, unless he approves or asks. He said are we clear on this? I said yes, sir.
What he did next actually kind of shocked me. He took the keys to the chastity device and hung them the same place we keep our car keys. He said remember what I told you always have free will to do what you want.
We live about an hour and a half apart, that afternoon when I was leaving to go back home, he gave me a hug and kiss and said thanks for the chicken salad by the way. I just smiled.
On the way home, I was thinking of how I could make up to him for choosing this option.
That really shows the kindness within Master Steve, a god-like quality of benevolence toward an inferior.
However, Master Steve then changed the stakes the next day:
WOW!!! That’s an incredible assignment! It’s also a tough one, a variation of The Nuclear Option method of punishment I’m always talking about!
Will Mike be able to find a faggot friend to service Master Steve? And how will it impact their relationship? Stay tuned!
The following post is part of a thread chronicling the enslavement of a 53-year-old faggot (a former Top) named Mike by a 31-year-old Alpha Master named Steve. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!
A couple of days ago I published this post about an ultimatum Master Steve gave to his new faggot Mike. The ultimatum involved two choices that Master Steve presented to Mike and told him to choose his destiny:
1. the first option was Master Steve would cage Mike in private. Mike would remain locked for two weeks, but during those two weeks he would not have sex with Mike. Mike would only be allowed to watch Master Steve have sex with other fags.
2. The second option would be Master Steve hosting a caging party; he would invite his three closest friends, Mike could make it public knowledge to them that he was Master Steve’s fag, and that Mike was wanting to be locked. He would lock Mike in front of them. And then Mike could serve them drinks that night. After they left, he said he would allow Mike to drink his piss and fuck and breed him every time they were together over the next two weeks.
In that post I made it very clear that I was recommending the second option. I felt it was obvious what Master Steve really wanted his faggot to choose. I believed Master Steve wanted to show off his new, obedient faggot to his Alpha brothers, cage it in front of them so they could admire it, and then spend two glorious weeks breeding it like a King. After all, that’s the glorification all Alphas want.
Sadly, Mike allowed his ego to get in the way, and he chose the wrong option. I’ll let him tell it.
It was an emotional night. I feel exhausted.
I hadn’t heard from him since he hung up on me Friday, so I showed up at his house around 6 PM like usual. He was on the couch, feet up on the coffee table in long socks, playing video games, acting like nothing had happened. I was nervous, waiting for him to say something first. He just asked how my day was, like everything was normal. It caught me off guard.
I asked why he hadn’t messaged me back. He said there was no reason to there was nothing to discuss. I tried to bring up our options again, but he just said no.
Then he told me I had free will to make my own choices, but his needs would always come first. He said sometimes he’d push me, challenge me, guide me where he thought was best for my growth. Other times, like now, he’d let me decide so I could have a stake in the relationship. But choices always come with rewards and consequences. Then, just like that, he went back to his game.
I stood there quietly, then started telling him about my conversation with you and the advice you gave. He cut me off, saying he didn’t care for what you faggots talk about and that at the end of the day, I was going to have to live with the consequences, not anyone else. But then he added that if I were smart, I’d start taking advice from someone. The choice I made was selfish on my part, all I thought about was me. He said I keep forgetting his needs and priorities are always first. He said you think this was the easy way out, but trust me it was the harder way, but you will soon find out.
I was speechless. Then he said, Enough of this. Get me something to drink.
As I turned to head to the kitchen, there was a knock at the door. I opened it to see Gary, someone I couldn’t stand. The kind of fag who’s always trying to get into someone else’s boyfriend’s pants. Before I could say anything, he asked if Steve was home.
Steve must’ve overheard because he called out, Yeah, let Gary in.
At this point in time, Master Steve stood up pulled his dick out of his sweatpants, and said come here, Gary you fucking fag, suck my dick. Of course Gary got on his knee and started sucking his dick. At this point time Master Steve looked at me and just simply said I thought you were getting me something to drink. I was completely speechless. I was fuming mad, but went in there and got him something to drink. I handed Master Steve the drink. And he said watch how good this faggot does. In typical Master Steve style, just before he was going to cum he told Gary to open up his mouth and stick out his tongue. He began to blow his load in his mouth and some landed on his cheek. He took his cock, rubbed it on his cheek, told him to swallow his load and clean off his cock. He did and then he told him to open his mouth, he cleared his throat and spit in his mouth. He just said OK faggot it’s time for you to go. Gary being the piece of shit could tell I was mad, he just simply looked at me and said bye sweetie. Of course I wanted to scream.
Master Steve said damn he gave a good blow job, I may have to fuck him one day. He said OK it’s time for us to go take a shower and get dressed to go to dinner.
He didn’t really act mad at me, but things felt off. I kept replaying what had happened in my mind. I was upset and jealous. But I knew I only have myself to blame.
That night we went to bed as usual. When I woke up the next morning to make his breakfast, as I started to get out of bed he woke up at the same time and said oh btw here put this on. It was the Chastity, I thought he might have forgotten. It was much tighter fitting than I had imagined. The feel wasn’t as bad as I expected, but I’m sure it’s going to be worse over the next few hours and days.
When I brought him the breakfast, I noticed he was up reading his phone. I kneeled like I normally do after I put his food on the table. And he said, could you just hand it to me in bed? I ask him did he need to relieve himself and he said no pissed in the toilet already. He said don’t forget I’m cut off of piss, dicks, and loads two weeks. So don’t ask again. I was crushed.
We went about our morning routines and then he said he was going to be out for the rest of the day. He said straighten up this place it’s a mess and do the laundry. And don’t wait up for him tonight.
To be honest, I have so many thoughts going on right now. Why am I allowing this? What’s he out doing and who is he doing? Am I being truly selfish as he said? Why does he want me caged and why is so important to cage me in front of his friends? Should I text him to come home and talk? Do I need to set some ground rules for our relationship? Do i simply go home? So many thoughts, I just feel drained and so frustrated already in this cage.
Now, Mike made the wrong choice for sure. Master Steve was clearly upset that his faggot didn’t get the point of the exercise, and even though he got good service from another faggot, it’s still not as satisfying as what he wanted to happen.
But how about that last paragraph???
That last paragraph is a CATASTROPHE of faulty faggot thinking! Every wrong impulse is crammed into it, and if Mike were to do any of those things, Master Steve would cut him off at the knees and dump him out along the side of the road.
So instead of that happening, I did that for Master Steve. I lacerated Mike in a long email, screaming through text that faggots don’t make demands or ultimatums or threats to an Alpha. Faggots don’t have the right to become indignant and demand special treatment. Mike is a FAGGOT, not a lover, partner, or even a friend.
I don’t know if Mike did anything stupid, because I haven’t heard back from him after I pulverized him. Hopefully he learned a lesson, but I’m not optimistic.
I do think Mike is handicapped because he was once a Top. This has conditioned him to expect certain treatment that he’s no longer entitled to as the property of an Alpha.
ALL FAGGOTS, RE-READ THAT AWFUL PARAGRAPH! LEARN FROM IT!
The following post is part of a thread chronicling the enslavement of a 53-year-old faggot (a former Top) named Mike by a 31-year-old Alpha Master named Steve. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!
Last week I received a Questions From Readers from a former Top-turned-faggot named Mike who had been serving a powerful young Master named Steve. You can read that original question by clicking here. In it, Master Steve had loaned Mike to one of his Alpha buddies for use, which triggered Mike’s residual dominance.
But Mike wrote back with a conundrum, and I decided it deserved to graduate to a full-blown thread here on the site. After nine years of doing this, I usually have a pretty good feel for stories that seem to be intensifying, and this one certainly seems to be.
First, let me present you with the story-length question Mike left in my inbox:
Thanks for your response below on me sharing me with his best friend on his friends birthday.
I’m kind of in a new predicament and not sure what decision I want to make. Last night Alpha Steve and I went to dinner of course I paid. After dinner, we went back to his house and he said he wanted to talk with me about something. He said that before I leave, we would be ordering a Chasity cage for me. I was a little shocked. It’s kind of something, I heard him joke about in the past. He said the main reason he was wanting to do this was because he knew I was jerking off on the days we were not together and I needed to learn that cumming was a privilege he controlled. I ended up giving him my credit card so he could order the one he wanted.
Afterwards, he said he was going to allow me to make a decision, so I had the ultimate control of how it went down. He said the first option was he would cage me in private. I would remain locked for two weeks, but during those two weeks he would not have sex with me. I would only be allowed to watch him have sex with other fags. The second option would be we would have a caging party, he would invite his three closest friends, I could make it public knowledge to them that I was his fag, and I was wanting to be locked. He would lock me in front of them. And then I could serve them drinks that night. After they left, he said he would allow me to drink his piss and fuck and breed me every time we were together over the next two weeks.
He said the choice is yours. We can keep it private or you can begin showing your true self. Then he said it’s getting late you better go. He said I will text you within the next few days and you need to give me an answer.
For me, this is a tough decision. Because I never expected it to go this far.
First of all, let me just congratulate Master Steve for creating this Jigsaw-like domination puzzle for his fag Mike! What’s so brilliant about the choice he presented to Mike is the fact that both options have positive and negative aspects to them, but they’re both designed to reveal to Master Steve exactly where his faggot is in the process of full submission. I love it.
I can also see why Mike is struggling in this trap, because he’s smart enough to realize that he must tip his hand one way or the other.
Of course, I feel like the second option is better, both in a general sense as well as in Mike’s specific case. I just feel like Mike has been serving Master Steve for 1.5 years now and needs to come out as his Master’s property. Sure, it might be humiliating to be caged in front of a couple of Alphas, but they’re Alphas like Master Steve … they’d probably be just as proud as Master Steve will be.
In addition, Mike would be spared the indignity of watching Master Steve breed other faggots for two weeks, a form of punishment far worse than a silly cage.
Mike’s lonely little admission at the end is telling: “I never expected it to go this far”. Faggots often think they’re playing on the same field and in the same game as an Alpha, but they aren’t even playing the game at all – instead, they’re the BALL. All faggots need to grasp that truth and humble themselves in service. Alphas are our greatest Men (at least, they’re supposed to be), and they are typically many steps ahead of a faggot. They’re expert hunters, and they love to play with their catches. Rather than trying to outwit an Alpha, a faggot needs to submit and surrender to the desires of its Owner. By doing this, we allow ourselves to be molded by our Alpha into something better than we could ever hope to become ourselves.
So if Mike is asking me, I recommend that he take the second option. Believe me, being caged personally by his Master will do wonders for him, as will the commendation the onlookers will give him.
Submission to a Master and being locked in a chastity cage are ways for a faggot to truly become what it was born to be, and I want that for every faggot. I particularly want it for Mike, who has come so far and is now at the brink of something quite special.
I’ll let you know what happens (if he tells me)!
