This post is part of a thread following the development of a straight French Alpha named David who discovered that his roommate Vincent is really a faggot. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!
On tonight’s podcast episode I made one really bold assertion regarding the mushrooming experiences of Master David: faggots are the key to making a straight Alpha even more powerful than other Alphas, more powerful than any ordinary Man that has ever lived.
How do they do it? Well, faggots worship and serve without question or expectation of reward. They humbly accept whatever violence or aggression that comes from serving powerful Men. They obediently follow commands verbal or otherwise without argument.
They treat a Man as he was meant to be treated: as the image of God.
Now, a straight Alpha can get some of that through owning/using faggots financially and domestically, but it’s in the sexual use of faggots that deeper levels of power are achieved. Why? Because it’s through the sexual use of a faggot that a straight Alpha realizes he’s honestly above all of the labels constraining lesser Men. They realize they can literally have anything they desire on command for the rest of their life.
That’s where Master David is now.
After his startling discovery of faggot blowjobs, I knew he wasn’t stopping. So I waited impatiently for a follow-up to that first night. And when it came, it didn’t disappoint:
This morning, I had my morning wood, and when I woke up I went straight to Vincent’s room to force his mouth on my dick. Once gain, he thanked me a lot. Then, I just felt like spitting on him and calling him my bitch. Again, he thanked me. Later, I pissed on him. You know what he did? Yeah, you’re damn right. He thanked me.
I just can’t believe I masturbated the first time. Such an idiot. Fucking a submissive throat is just so good, and so manly. I think I’ll never have to jerk off alone. It’s better to ejaculate on or inside someone else!
I fucking love how much Vincent is willing to please me. No matter how harsh I am on him, he keeps crawling back to me, begging to serve me more! Are you faggots just genetically designed to be slaves? That’s crazy. And hot.
You can sense the wild-eyed wonder swirling inside Master David as his world opens up into a new reality! The knowledge that inferiors will not only serve him regardless of his extreme desires, but they’ll also do it with deep respect and gratitude! Even pissing on a faggot like Vincent doesn’t stop him from serving! That’s pure power!
But then Master David mentions something very important, a discovery that underscores exactly what I’ve always said about straight Alphas who use faggots sexually. Notice this discovery:
I’m starting to notice other’s people submissive behavior with me. Lowering their eyes, deferring to me, praising me… I wonder which other people I could have kiss my feet and slave away for me like Vincent does now. Guess I’ll only know if I try!
I am more and more feeling like an actual King.
This is the Third Eye of Hierarchy, a kind of second sight that allows a straight Alpha to see through the facades and phony personas adopted by inferiors to protect themselves. Instead, their vulnerabilities and submissive natures are openly-exposed by this second sight, and suddenly the straight Alpha sees he can use anybody anywhere at anytime.
That’s Master David tonight. He’s growing more powerful, more unconquerable, more unstoppable.
The following post is part of a thread chronicling the submission of a British faggot named Benjamin who successfully used my “Letter To An Alpha” to submit to his straight Alpha friend. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!
My fag brother Benjamin stunned me with his previous email that detailed his use of my “Letter To An Alpha” to come out as a faggot to his straight Alpha friend as they were on their way to a cabin for a getaway. The response of his Alpha friend to this new information was quite immediate and powerful, and it led to some interesting first few days together in that cabin.
Now Benjamin has written a follow-up email detailing the second-half of their cabin stay, and beyond. It gets wilder from here:
To pick up where I left off, the rest of our time in the cabin was a comfortable (for him especially) routine of service and submission. I cooked, cleaned and managed everything while Master relaxed, ate, drank and did whatever he wanted. There were only 2 other instances where our usual routine was broken.
The first came on the 6th night of 9. Master took an empty bottle out of the waste bin, and took it with him into the bathroom. As a fag, even my brain was able to process what he was doing, and I immediately got very excited that he was about to permit me to drink his Alpha piss, even as I was disappointed that I could not drink from the tap in service brother. He emerged about 5 mins later with what must have been around a litre (half a coke bottle!) which he proceeded to place into the freezer. I will admit I was confused brother, but I did not question Master and his infinite wisdom. Close to an hour (I think) later, he ordered me to retrieve the bottle and kneel in between his feet on the sofa. Master told me this was my first test. I had 1 minute to drink the entire bottle. Any spillage and I would be out. And left in the bottle and I would be out. Seeing as my only option to become his personal fag was to down it all, I went for it. Ice cold piss, even from an Alpha, is not easy to chug down Brother. This fag had to power through brain freeze, and suppress it’s gag reflex to such a bitter, strong taste, to take it all in. I managed with a few seconds left, but had to curl up on the floor at his feet for a minute afterwards until the brain freeze had subsided. In this time I vaguely remember the sound of Master laughing and the feel of his boots sole on my cheek. But I passed Brother, and that is what matters.
On the second to last night, the other test occurred. Master complained in the morning that his balls were full. This set off fireworks in my fag brain. Was I to be able to serve him sexually that night. No was the answer. But he did let me contribute. I was to spend time on Masters hookup apps finding a lady who met his criteria, and organising her coming to the cabin, fucking him, and leaving. I was to pretend to be Sir in this time and I was very successful. I found a 26yo who met Masters physical requirements and matched his kinks closely, and she was set to visit at 7pm. He was pleased, and told me he had made arrangements for me while he was busy. I was to curl up in Masters suitcase, which he then packed with a week and a half’s worth of his dirty washing, mainly underwear and t-shirts from his morning runs. It was fag heaven. I was told that he would be placing the suitcase under the bed. And sound, movement or anything which interrupted his fun, and I would fail my probation. And that is how I spent 3 hours in a suitcase under a bed hearing the ecstasy of a woman being fucked by an Alpha God. The combination of smells, sounds and the slight rhythmic pressure I could sometimes feel from above had me leaking the entire time. Eventually, he pulled the suitcase out and released me again. He did not say I had failed, or done well, only to pack his stuff ready to leave the next day. I will confess brother that in that moment, while packing his belongings, I had one moment of weakness. I searched Masters room high and low for any sign of a used condom, but I found nothing brother. In hindsight it was stupid to think a God would use one, and even if he had, I would not have deserved it, but his constant domination across the weak fried my fag brain.
The next day I drove us home, which was pleasant. Master was behaving almost as he had before, but still calling me fag. He said he had enjoyed the holiday and was already talking about doing it again. I dropped him home and he ordered me to be there again the next morning for his housework. That has become a weekly thing now. I do a week of work, and my Sundays are now spent cleaning Masters entire house, doing his meal prep for the week and if I am lucky a full foot clean and massage while he watches the game. I enjoy spending time with him, and he is very complimentary about the job I do on his house and his feet when I am privileged to do so.
Lastly, we are already planning another trip. As of this week he has found a different cabin, 2 bedroom, with a hottub that he would like. It would cost me about £2000, which is worth it for Master. And I can’t help but hope, given the timescale, that it is meant to be around the time when I pass my probation and become his full fledged personal faggot.
Can you believe this?? I find this experience to be truly amazing!
First and foremost, it never fails to shock me how rapidly purely straight Men adapt to faggot ownership. Years ago when I started the site that eventually became this monster I was constantly harassed by people who mistakenly insisted that straight Men would never do anything with a faggot. Clearly I (and others) have collected so much proof that they do that it’s irrefutable.
Benjamin’s story also serves to remind us to stop projecting our own needs and hopes onto our Alpha, but rather we should serve regardless of how he demands. There were multiple moments where Benjamin hoped for something (like drinking Master’s fresh piss, or sucking his dick) that didn’t happen. Disappointment in that can lead us to resentment or anger, but Benjamin rolled with it nicely!
And finally, Benjamin’s story reinforces something I’ve said forever, namely, that you cannot retain a friendship with an Alpha once you become his faggot. Before this trip, Benjamin was a close friend of this Alpha, close enough to be someone he’d want to hang with on a cabin vacation. But in just the space of a few minutes, really, Benjamin became this Alpha’s faggot, his toy, his slave … and not his friend.
And that friendship is gone for good.
Instead of being his friend, Benjamin became the faggot stuffed in a suitcase under the bed who was forced to listen to his Master do what he cannot: fuck and breed a woman! It’s something like what my second straight Master did to me that I call The Nuclear Option in that it totally realigns a faggot’s brain and makes it more obedient. I honestly always thought my Master made that up and I was the only faggot who ever suffered through it, but I’ve encountered it so many times now I’m starting to believe there is some kind of straight Alpha playbook floating around!
Or, perhaps, it’s just simply Hierarchical truth!
I thank Benjamin for sharing his thrilling experience of submission and service to this powerful Alpha Master! I have no doubt more is coming!
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!
your work has changed my life as I’ve come to better understand my role and place as a sub faggot bottom boi, and I’ve had several wonderful opportunities to be my true self and serve a man over the last year. I’m so luckily to have a visit with an Alpha in the Midwest next month. I can’t wait! He emphasizes that I will drink his piss. Thing is I’ve never done it before and have no interest. I know that shouldn’t matter. A previous Alpha made me run his ass, and I came to appreciate how lucky I was to do it and that his pleasure was my focus (it always is). So, any advice for overcoming my aversion? How should I navigate? FWIW I love manly scents, cum, precum. Please help. -serv
Brother, thank you for writing to me and those nice things you said! I appreciate it very much!
Piss is a pretty harmless substance, really. It’s mostly just water with some trace elements. It can be tasteless or very strong, and it changes easily with diet. What I’m trying to say is drinking piss is easy if you just do two things:
1. Overcome the mental issue of actually drinking waste water from your Alpha. Some people really freak out over anything that seems unclean (urine is sterile, though). Part of the way you overcome that is by remembering why he’s wanting you to drink his piss – it’s a way to mark you! By doing this, he’s claiming you. By focusing on that, you should be more prepared (maybe even eager) to drink it.
2. Overcome the difficulty of swallowing it without spilling it everywhere. When swallowing it, DO NOT put your mouth on his cock. Keep your mouth open and keep swallowing. Piss comes out much faster than you think it might, so you must keep swallowing once the piss stream begins. Don’t let it pool up in the back of your throat at all.
Those are my two biggest tips on piss drinking. I don’t know what this Alpha has in mind, but hopefully you’ll be able to integrate what I’ve said here. Good luck!
I wrote a piss drinking Bible. I read it every time before I’m about to take piss to remain focused. Do you have anything to add?
Piss Drinking Bible
Golden Rule: do not touch his penis with your mouth or hands unless told to do so by the alpha
it’s not supposed to taste good. It tastes bad. That’s the point. But sometimes it tastes like nothing at all.
Breathe through your nose.And just keep swallowing not matter what.
Keep eye contact with the man pissing. If he looks away that’s okay. But keep your eyes available to him. He will likely look and he wants to see.
It’s a connection. It’s an act of service
Remember you need it
Feel the humiliation. Enjoy it.
Fight your instinct to gag if it tastes really bad. It will be over soon.
Burp when finished to settle it in your stomach.
Thank the man pissing after. Don’t smile. Look ashamed. Look tired. Look beaten. Look conquered because you have been
If you did a good job and swallowed it all, your alpha will likely be beyond impressed and almost stupefied.
When he leaves sit with it and enjoy the feeling of being piss drunk. Don’t brush your teeth or drink any water. Your breath will taste like a urinal because that’s what you are right now.
Swallowing piss is one of those aspects of service that I mysteriously took to, even though I consider myself something of a neat freak. Maybe that’s why I got so good at swallowing a complete stream of piss without missing – I didn’t want to make a mess. LOL
Funny aside: while I was in prison a couple of black Alphas handed me a tall squirt bottle full of vodka and some orange juice and challenged me to drink some of it … I nearly drained the entire bottle in one long squirt! They asked me repeatedly where I learned to do that, but I played coy. I think they knew, actually.
Anyway, I think your Piss Bible is pretty complete, actually. It seems a bit too thorough for the simple of act of drinking piss, but hey, as a fellow connoisseur, I like it!
If the ownership of faggots is ever going to be accepted by an insecure, misinformed general population, it’s going to be due to young straight Alphas actually taking their faggots out in public and using them.
Only through demonstrations of such blatant power will there ever be a sea-change in understanding of Hierarchy as ultimate truth.
Leading the charge in this is an incredibly powerful young Alpha named @masterdiaz69 on X. The first six videos above feature Master Diaz using his faggots in public places.
And notice the reaction of people as they pass! The young Men are mesmerized by the sight of Master Diaz having his feet kissed or leading a fag around on a leash!
Intrinsically people know this is the way things are supposed to be.
Hello, thanks for offering this forum for us faggots to learn and grow.
I am a 53 year old faggot, I am a former top, not alpha, but typical attractive daddy bear. My young Alpha, 31 years old, Alpha Steve , that I have been serving for a year and a half, had me completely wrapped around his finger. I was trained that on Saturday and Sunday mornings when we were together, I was to always wake up before him, go make his favorite breakfast and put breakfast on the small table beside his bed. I would kiss him on cheek and tell him Good Morning Sir and kneel on the floor. Once he was ready to get up he would always stand and pick up the orange juice and drink some, not even focusing on me. He would clear his throat, and I was to open my mouth and receive. I would always say thank you Sir. He would finish his glass, put it down and pull out his dick. I was let him rest his cock head in my mouth, not to close and drink his piss. He would sometimes clear his throat and spit again. And of course I would say thank you Sir. He would eat his breakfast while I kneeled looking at floor. Once he was done he would tell me to clean up his mess. Yes Sir. I was never reminded of this this was simply a standard.
One weekend he had his best friend from college stay with us for his Birthday. They had went out that night drinking, came home late. I made sure I went ahead and serve breakfast at the normal time, knowing I could always remake if it got cold. As I came in the bedroom, I put the food on the table, gave him his kiss and said good morning Sir. I kneel probably an extra five minutes longer than normal and he finally woke up. He Took a sip of his orange juice, cleared his throat, spit in my mouth and finished drinking his juice. Open my mouth and the latest cock on my tongue, He warned me that his bladder was extra full, so be prepared. As he started pissing, he said something to me that caught me off guard. He said don’t forget today’s Randall‘s birthday, And since you didn’t buy him Anything, After you’re done drinking my piss, I want you to go in his room kiss him on the cheek and tell him happy birthday. I want you then to tell him you want to be his urinal And then you wanna suck his dick. I didn’t know what to say because all this was being said while he was pissing down my throat. Has he finished pissing down my throat he said go take care of Randall while I eat. Once you’re done, come clean up this mess. I simply said Yes Sir and left.
Part of me wanted to say no, But I felt like I needed to do what he said. I ended up drinking Randall’s piss as well, giving him a blow job and swallowing his cum. I told him Thank You Sir when I left.
My question is, did my Alpha have the right to ask me to do this, or was this unfair?
Thank you for the experience and the question, brother!
I see that you still have some resistance left over from your time as a Top! You had a reaction to being pushed deeper into submission that I find interesting. Does it say anything in particular … I’m not sure. I think it’s natural for males like you (and a past like yours) to have residual male pride.
But you’re now owned by an Alpha who has broken you down and clearly sees you for what you are. He also seems to have a plan for your development as a faggot. This is important. There is nothing better for any faggot than to be owned by an Alpha who knows what he’s doing and is capable of guiding the process of sculpting a faggot into a perfect servant. Far too many faggots rebel at this stage, mainly because they fail to appreciate the strong, guiding hand of a true Master.
I must commend you, brother. Even though you chafed at your Master’s orders, you still obeyed. And that’s really the key thing your Master was trying to train into you. You must understand that he’s improving you, refining you. GO WITH IT. When you see what he’s doing, your awe and worship of him will increase.
But to answer your question directly: yes, your Alpha and Master had every right to order you to tell you to do that. He owns you … and you are his property. But I think you’re learning that already.
I’ve often mentioned this marking phenomenon, and occasionally someone will protest and say that Men are not animals and human pheromones don’t operate the same as they do in animals.
Bullshit.
Cum and piss both have distinctive odors and tastes, and they vary from Alpha to Alpha. Men are marking territory when they cum on what they consider to be their territory.
Additionally, when they cum on the people they possess, they’re humiliating the person and reminding them that they are owned.
Declan took me out to the pub yesterday and had many drinks. Ordered me to go to the washroom and video myself pissing in the urinal. A guy walked in and said:
“Hey sexy, need me to take your phone and video you pissing Sir?”
I had one hand on my phone and one holding my pants and didn’t have time to hide or move. He peaked over and said
“Oh fuck!!! I fucking thought you were a dominant guy.” He laughed and left I guess he only came to flirt and try to hook up in the washroom.
After I washed my hands I went back to the table and the guy bought Declan a beer. I walked over embarrassed and he said:
“Hey boy, I bought your man a beer, why don’t you go have a smoke and come back once the men finish talking”
I looked at Declan and he said “Go boy!”
Once I came back, Declan was alone and I asked what happened.
“He loved that you were locked. He thought I was your sub. He was asking me if I would lend you out one day. I took his number and will message him this weekend. He drinks Budweiser, go buy him a beer and let him know it’s from me.”
I walked over with a beer and handed to him and his buddy said: “next time don’t forget my beer boy”
Oh man I was humiliated. Being at the bar and being watched by that group of guys. Outing me that I was owned and cock locked.
hi Sam, wanted to reach out to share my story. I was taken out of school when I was 15, my parents were concerned I was being bullied. I drank a bottle of piss as a dare from a boy in my class. It wasn’t the first, but was the first my folks found out about. First time was a dare. Second time was a forfeit. I didn’t see the big deal. It never tasted that bad and was almost my party trick. It equal parts intrigued and disgusted my peers,I guess. I didn’t over think it. Someone blabbed to their parents who told mine. Dad came into my room when I was in the bathroom and found my water bottle half filled with piss. My parents pulled me out of school. It took 8 weeks to get me into another one, a 45 min bus journey across town. My older brother was disgusted at first, but then he started to ask questions, why, when how long and… why, over and over again. He asked if i was gay and I said I wasn’t. I didn’t think I was. It was a shitty time for me, I was pulled out of school away from my friends, my dad wouldn’t speak to me. About a week had passed , maybe more when there was a knock on my room, it would have been about 4am. It woke me up. I went to the door and nobody was there, except my brother’s cup on the floor, there was something in the cup, it was piss. Not much, but a little. I could smell it. I took cup into my room and closed door. I didn’t drink it but went into my bathroom and poured it in sink. I was annoyed that my brother was mocking me.
Next morning he’d gone to school early, I wanted to confront him for trying to humiliate me. I stewed on it all day, how I was going to confront him. Hit him. Tell dad what he’d done. He came home about 4. Before I could say anything he said “There’s more of it, if you want, but I’ll need my cup back. Is it still in your room?”
It dawned on me then that he did it to be nice. Allowing me to drink his piss. Although, at that point I hadn’t yet, I’d poured it into the sink. He didn’t know that though and I wasn’t going to tell him. From that point on most mornings he’d come into my room with a cup, sometimes he watched me drink it, other times he just left it on the chest of drawers and walked away. Nothing sexual ever happened between us. He’s now married with his wife expecting. Parents died a couple of years ago in automobile accident. I came out to mum but never to dad. I’m in an equal, loving relationship. Our dynamic doesn’t fit the alpha/fag hierarchy. But whether me and my brother get together, more often than not, at some point he’ll leave room and reappear with something in a cup for me. We don’t even talk about it, it just happens. We meet up rarely these days, maybe every two or three months. My partner doesn’t know, nor does his wife. As I said, nothing sexual has ever happened between us, nor will it. But there’s a moment every time when we’re sitting in silence and I’m drinking from the cup he’s just filled. It feels right and it transcends any emotion or feeling I’ve felt in my current or any previous relationship or sexual encounters. I’ve never discussed it with him but the fact he keeps allowing me to drink his piss shows maybe he feels the same. I’ll never jeopardise his marriage, since our parents died we’re all we have left of our family. We love each other and maybe we have different roles to play in each other’s lives.
Boy this is a crazy story, brother. I’ve never heard anything quite like it. I’m not sure I entirely agree with your reason why he’s doing this to you. I think he’s doing it as a power move also.
It’s impressive that your brother cares enough about you to help you with this thing he doesn’t really understand other than Hierarchically and subconsciously. It’s still very unusual! Thanks for sharing!
Hi Sam, I’ve been following this site for a while now. I’m a total faggot and was reading this story called My Younger Alpha Stepbrothers by a writte named “Chaz” (Or Uncle C). Whereas a 18-19 year old guy (named Barry) gets dominated and turned into a slave by their 15-16 yo stepbrothers (named Gunther and Lukas) who manhandle him, fuck him and make him their urinals everyday. Mid-way through the story, the stepbrother’s 15 yr old cousin (named Dolph) turns not just Barry, Lukas, Gunther but also their father (called Lars) into his sex slaves and urinal. So my question is does this stuff actually happen IRL Can a 15 yr old boy have such control over not just 1-2 boys their age but also full grown man? Have you seen it happen IRL? I’m an older fag (31 yrs of age) who’s into younger teen alphas so I was wondering if I have any chance atp.
Hi, a fag sent you this a while ago, where can I find the whole story?
or do you have stories where a fag is used as an urinal from its Master?
I can’t make sense of what you wrote to me. First of all, I don’t comment on or feature fictional stuff.
Secondly, as a long-time reader, you should be aware of many true stories I published along the lines of stories like those you mention, so yes, they do sometimes happen in real life. I’m currently following a story about a 15-year-old Alpha who has forced his father to be his first faggot, and that story involves him pissing on his father. I refuse to publish it because of the age of the Alpha (ooops I guess I’m not quite the disgusting pervert some people think I am!).
The short answer is YES, these things happen in real life. Not a lot, but they do happen.
This is part of a thread chronicling Master Con, a young Alpha in university in the UK. CLICK HERE to read all posts in this thread in chronological order!
It’s rare to meet a young Alpha who is mature enough and so focused on slave ownership like Master Con (@masterconfeet on X). Since I wrote about him, he’s been inundated with starving faggots eager to serve him.
And he’s only too happy to oblige!
He wrote this to me:
Hey boy, since you posted that last post about Tommy, I’ve had lots of new faggots get in contact with me through Twitter, offering themselves up, even Fags wanted to be shipped as cargo from America. I will talk to almost all Fags and slaves, but naturally, am selective of the items I take as property, however I have taken an older slave as my newest item. It struck me how eager it was to please, offering his house, body and life to me, after feeling a void left by it’s need to serve. As I write this now, the faggot is eagerly deepthroating my dick, wearing its new collar, cock cage and restraints. It has already cleaned my place, made my food, waited on my drinks, served me in a variety of sexual ways and it still wants to serve. It will be stored in a cage soon, so it is used to being stored. This is a reward of a so called alpha. Who uses a fag for a while and then ditched it, for a true alpha like me to come and claim, this fag may well become one of my live in items, a fuck toy, foot worshiper, cleaner, item in the kitchen, even a human urinal. I’ve been thinking a lot lately about what I want from these faggots and slaves, for the long term and have become more and more interested in claiming a faggot to be either a slave boyfriend, or take a boiwife role. The idea of having a cute little slut in my bed cuddled up to me, that I can grab by the hair and choke on my dick whenever is fucking appealing, even more so taking it to my family, it knowing it’s owned, but no one else does. My view on this slave/master dynamic is very different to most my age. I’ve no interest of being a muscle Dom, or a findom master who leaves Fags in poverty. I’m interested in owning faggots and slaves, long term or for life- that’s the best gift that a slave gives to its master. And it is a gift, not a right. A slave realises that your a true alpha Dom and GIVES itself to you, it’s owner. That said, if a slave was to tribute, I wouldn’t decline, but it’s not something I go out of my way to look for. I much prefer using it physically. The fag I have here is cleaning my balls now, having swallowed his third consecutive load, and I have this urge to own more property, and definitely a slave bf/boiwife.
Amazing!
Many so-called Alphas are playing games online and have no intention of taking more than just money from faggots. Master Con, on the other hand, is the real thing. He’s becoming the owner of actual faggot property, and his life is richer for it!
Hello sam, its me Ryan again Thanks for previous advice I have been with another master for a short period and once he forced me for watersport and i had to drink his piss, though i didnt agree first he forced me to do it. After i did i was bit disgusted and told him im not comfortable. He didnt try after that session. Now after few months im really craving to do it and get trained and im so scared to ask him to do again. How should i proceed or give him a hint that im ready to do it and get trained without affecting our regular meet-ups Is it going to be a weird situation that i denied once?
No, it won’t be weird. If this Master is any Master at all then he will understand that faggots act like this sometimes. In fact, I’m betting he’ll be proud of you for considering it more deeply and finally submitting to his will.
I’m a free range faggot that primary sucks cocks. Often several cocks in a session. I love swallowing loads but I’m less enthusiastic about drinking piss. How important is this? Usually when a man wants to piss he holds my head tight and doesn’t move. I play dumb. like I don’t know what’s happening and try to suck his cock as best I can to take things in another direction. Is that okay? It feels a little dishonest. But it usually works.
Welcome brother! It’s rare to find proud free-range faggots out here on this farm!
Your move to avoid drinking piss is a clever one (as a prolific cocksucker myself, I’m a little disappointed in myself that I didn’t think of trying that!), and yes, it’s of course a little dishonest. However, if the Alpha falls for it, then I guess it wasn’t that important to begin with!
Since I didn’t have your slick moves, I ended up swallowing piss. In fact, I became pretty good at it! Piss doesn’t always taste/smell that great, but it’s sterile and relatively harmless. And once you get past the shock of it, the practice can be really hot. So maybe stop being so dishonest one or two times and try it, brother!
Findom Alpha @cashgodMatt is a bearded, brutal, and demanding faggot trainer. He has no problem locking faggots I’m very small chastity cages and reducing their genitalia to skin tags. He devises torturous, SAW-like torture contraptions.
And he loves piss.
Of course, most Alphas do. It’s a primal marking technique, plus it amuses them to no end.
Master Matt’s fag here is given a mouthful of piss, and I thought for sure it was going to spit it out … but the faggot swallows at the very end. Good boy!
On November 19, Declan locked me out of my X/Twitter and posted:
The good thing about having control of your boyfriend is that you can lock him out of his X and post stuff. 😈
He has been very good to me lately and as a proud owner, I decided I will surprise him tonight. As he arrives home, I will handcuff him, drag him to the bedroom and bend him over the bed. Pull his pants down and lube his hole. That’s when “Bob” will fuck his ass. Yes Bob is the life size cock you see in the pic. After a while, I will shove my cock and pound my alpha load in him and keep him tied to the bed for the evening. I’m a sweet caring boyfriend don’t you agree? 😈
BTW boys!, if you like to use the same lube that I have, check out @friend_dorothy1. Not only do they have lube but they have so much more products to increase your sex play.
As you all were aware, Declan locked me out of my account and posted that he was going to surprise me when I got home. Well he sure did!
I got home around 5:15pm and was greeted at the door with a big hug and kiss. He took my backpack and placed it on the ground, then grabbed my arms and handcuffed my wrist behind my back. He escorted me to the bedroom and put me my stomach. I had no clue what was happening until I felt the cold lube get pushed in my ass with his fingers.
He was fucking me with a dildo but moments later after he beat my ass with the paddle. I had tears in my eyes and begged him to stop but it all changed to joy once I felt his hard raw cock push in me.
He pounded my ass, fingers in my mouth yelling at me that I’m lucky to be getting his cock. As I’m laying there, head pulled back with his fingers in my mouth, his body pounding my sore ass he said:
“You belong to me, I love you and you will continue to do what your told and take my cock anytime I want”
As he fucked me for about 8 minutes, his moaning got louder and louder until I felt his alpha semen shoot my insides. He got his beautiful cock out of me and stood over my helpless body and said
“I love how pathetic you look just laying there helpless. How do you feel?”
Me: “I wouldn’t want to be anywhere else but here servicing your every needs”
As I said that. Cuffs were added to my ankles and I was quickly hogtied and left alone in the room.
I think it was an hour later when he came back and said
“You want free? If so you agree to make dinner and not speak until spoken to?”
Me: “yes Sir”
I made him dinner, watched a movie with him and never spoke to him. Around 10pm that’s when he said
“hey babe follow me, I need to piss and go to bed.”
I followed him to the washroom, drank his piss. Declan: “Come suck my cock in bed while I chat to some of your followers until I blow down your throat.”
He shot his load and I swallowed every drop of his semen and then kneeled at the foot of the bed and started to massage his feet with my hands and mouth until he fell asleep.
I quietly left the room and posted a cage check from earlier that day.
Day 160 locked in chastity by Declan
My underwear has so much full of pre cum. Obviously I knew I would have to stay horny and wouldn’t be able to get off, but as I sat there I remembered I have two is his loads in me. One in my ass and one down my throat. I made myself a night cap and my mouth changed from tasting like feet and cum to whisky. I was happy and proud of today. I enjoy my life as Declan’s property and boyfriend.
