Hello Brother Sam, I’m curious. Have you heard any updates regarding fag Kamal and his Alpha? It’s somewhat surprising how unique fag Kamal’s circumstances are and how fortunate he is that he’s able to serve an alpha who chooses to remain compassionate and loving after his confession to him.
Thank you for the question!
Sadly no, I haven’t heard an update from Kamal since he bravely submitted to his Alpha uncle Master Farid (CLICK HERE for all of his posts). I do publish everything when I receive it, so I assure you I’m not leaving anything out!
I do hope it’s going well! Thank you for checking in!
The following post is part of a thread chronicling the experiences of a French faggot named Fabien who has been claimed by his straight Alpha friend Anthony. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!
I’ve been the First Faggot to at least five straight Alphas, and each time it’s happened I’ve felt such a weight of responsibility. I always want to give Alphas good experiences, but with straight Alphas who have never known what’s it like to be serviced by a faggot, there’s more importance to get it right. I’ve always taken this responsibility seriously.
Fabien is a faggot after my own heart. He’s the little brother I never had, and we both see eye-to-eye on the importance of our purpose as faggots of straight Alphas. We also value and cherish every opportunity we have to be of service to these Kings!
Fabien’s latest update tickled me because it’s full of the joy as well as the scheming that we faggots do when dealing with straight Alphas who are oblivious to the purpose of faggots.
Read on to learn more:
My beloved big brother,
I definitely don’t want to make the same mistake of forgetting to tell you about an important moment in Anthony’s life (and mine), so I’m using the time while the Alphas are sleeping to write you a recap of the day!
My Master and I have been staying in a lovely little villa near the beach since yesterday. Today, while Anthony went to see some friends who were visiting nearby, I was supposed to pick up his older cousin Arthur at the train station. My Master told me that he thought his cousin was probably an Alpha (he’s very popular with girls, scores a string of conquests, and is generally very well-liked by everyone) but that, to his knowledge, he didn’t use any slaves. So I had the pleasure of meeting Arthur today and taking him to the beach, where he wanted to spend some time, and then at the villa, where he’s spending the week with us.
As soon as I saw him, I knew that my Master Anthony was right and that his cousin was an Alpha. Arthur is in his early thirties, about my age, and he exudes confidence and charm. You’ll probably think I’m obsessed with Spider-Man (and maybe I am!), but I think he has a bit of a resemblance to Andrew Garfield when he was younger and more muscular. In any case, my servile instinct kicked in immediately when I was with him!
When I met him, I took his luggage and asked him what he wanted and what I could do for him. I’ll try to transcribe as faithfully as possible (albeit maybe simplifying a bit) the conversation he and I had while we were walking to the beach and I was carrying his things.
“So you’re Tony’s roomate, hey?”
“Actually, I’m more his live-in servant. That’s why I am at your service as well, Sir! Tell me anything you want.”
He chuckled. “What do you mean? Does he pay you to clean his house and stuff like that?”
“No, he doesn’t pay me. Actually, I’m the one who gives him money! He deserves all I can give to him, and more.”
He looked at me with a mixture of amusement and puzzlement. Anthony hadn’t told me what I should or shouldn’t say to his cousin, but I felt it was my hierarchical duty to tell the truth to this Man who, clearly, wasn’t yet living the life he deserved to his full potential.”You see, Sir, there’s a Male Hierarchy, and the Alpha Males are at the top. They are the strongest, most confident and powerful Men who are natural leaders. The most superior Alphas are the ones who own and use slaves, especially male slaves.”
He wore an incredulous smile. “And so, men like you…”
“I’m not a Man. I don’t deserve that name, because I’m at the very bottom of the Hierarchy. I’m a slave. I was born for this.” He seemed more and more interested, though he was still skeptical. So I went on.
“Me and other males, we are natural slaves. We exist to serve Alphas and be used by them in any way they want. We serve them domestically, of course, financially, and we praise and worship them. And even sexually.”
He was surprised. “What? I thought Anthony’s was straight! We used to chase girls together, I practically trained him when he was a teen!”
“Then you did a wonderful job, Sir! Anthony is very popular with girls, I can tell you! He fucks them again and again! But even straight Alphas use inferior males sexually. They fuck us because that increases their power and their dominance. That doesn’t make them gay. Actually, they’re the straightest of straight Men.”
Arthur was silent for a moment, clearly deep in thought. When we were at the beach, and he was resting in the shade on a lounge chair after swimming, I sat in the sand, near him, practically at his feet.
“May I ask you a question, Sir? When you were in high school or college, or even now at work, do you have any bootlickers, any minions? People who do your every bidding? Don’t you see the people who bend over backward to please you?”
“Yeah, sure… In a way, I guess… I mean, I’ve always been popular…”
“That’s Hierarchy, Sir. You could certainly have slaves like me if you wanted. And you could fuck them whenever you want!”
He thought for a moment, then shook his head. “Nah! That’s too weird!”
I shrugged. “Suit yourself, Sir. As an Alpha Male, as I gladly think you are, you are entitled to do what you want. If you don’t want to fuck males, just don’t. I would simply say that, in my humble opinion, you’re denying yourself a great power that should belong to you. And I’m saying that with all the respect I own to my superior, Sir!”
After another moment of silence, he asked me “Do you really think I could have a… a slave like you are to Tony?”
“At the very least, I think you should own some servants to do your chores, Sir. A real Man should never stoop to menial tasks unworthy of him. That’s what slaves like me are for. And yeah, I think you would remained stuck at a lower-level Alpha if you don’t use slaves sexually.”
Another silence. I’m almost certain I spotted an hard-on under his swimming trunks… And then, out of the blue. “Would you suck me off?”
I beamed. “Believe me, Sir, I would be very happy to do this for you. But I belong to my Master Anthony. I’m his property, and I cannot possibly submit to any other Man, however Alpha he is, without his explicit approval.”
When we got home to the villa, Anthony was already there. The two cousins shared a manly hug, and my Master motioned for me to unpack and set up Arthur’s things in the room assigned to him. (The two Men sleep upstairs, I sleep on a futon in the kitchen.) When I came back down, I brought them some glasses on a tray while they were chatting by the pool.
“See! I told you my boy would think to serve us drinks! Good boy! So you told Arthur everything about us?
“Does he really do everything you tell him to?”
“Of course! He’s a slave! Look. Fab! Crawl on the floor!”
“Right away, Master!”
I did as I was told. I crawled on my belly, I kissed Anthony’s feet, Arthur’s feet. Anthony put his foot on me. I felt so honored and proud to be used as a trophy by Anthony to display his power in front of his latent Alpha cousin. I was ready to obey every single order at once. Then I lay down on my back. Anthony cleaned his feet on my face.
“Do you like that, slave?”
“A lot, Master! The dirt on the bottom of your feet is worth more than me, Master. Thank you!”
They both laughed. I could tell Arthur was getting more and more comfortable.
“Want to give it a try? Go ahead, he’s all yours! He has no dignity, he’ll do whatever you want!”
“I don’t know… Slave! Do ten push-ups in front of me and kiss my feet every time you go down!”
I obeyed. And I was glad I’d done some working out under Anthony’s orders to make it possible!
I made dinner while they were having fun in the pool. and I waited on them at the table. Later, I served them drinks and served as their footrest while they watched TV. I took the opportunity to lick Arthur’s foot that was resting in front of my face. I glanced at him to see if he was satisfied, and we shared a smile.
When they went to bed, Anthony said to his cousin, “If you wake up before I do, ask the slave for breakfast! And you can feed him your morning wood. He’s very good at blow jobs now.”
I’m exhausted, I’m going to bed, too! I have hard work to do tomorrow: two Alphas to serve and worship! It’s a lot for just one faggot, but I’m so happy to be helping my Master’s cousin awaken to his Alphahood!
Lots of love!
your loving little bro
fab the fag
Fabien does something here that I’ve emphasized countless times: be courageous, frank, and proud when speaking to straight Alphas about being a faggot or about hierarchy.
Why? Because it DISARMS straight Alphas, who are surprised you’re not ashamed. Also, when you speak plainly and frankly about your hierarchical purpose, it allows the Alpha to absorb and admit the truth of hierarchy through such reasoning.
Once you have straight Alphas on their heels, they become curious about why creatures like faggots exist, and what they can do with one.
An example of this: once Arthur learned of faggots, he asked, “would you suck me off?” That’s exactly what my first straight Alpha, Master Roger, said to me!!! It’s always where the straight Alpha brain goes once they learn they have a proud slave available to use!
All of this was possible only because Fabien was courageous from the start. He’d fixed in his mind that he was going to teach Arthur the truth about his service to Master Anthony, defend his own truth as a faggot, and be a teacher of hierarchy to this unknowing King.
Because of that mental/emotional work Fabien had done beforehand, he was ready with responses to questions he knew would eventually come. That casual frankness disarmed Arthur (as it does other straight Alphas), which allowed Fabien an opening to teach through words and actions!
I’m so impressed by Fabien! He’s learned so much about how to teach with purpose while also serving at the highest level. Master Anthony must be SO PROUD to own a great faggot like Fabien, who only ever honors his Master with exceptional service and obedience!
I know I’m proud to call him my brother and friend!
The following post is part of a thread chronicling the rise of a 15-year-old Alpha named Lucas, and his extraordinary mother Sophie as she attempts to raise a King. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!
It’s incredible how many people still dismiss natural, inherited Alphahood as a condition in certain Men. This site alone has been a repository of startling evidence proving beyond any doubt that some Men are BORN ALPHA. There’s no way to deny it any longer.
The ones who end up talking to me are those precious few who are not only born Alpha, but also become aware of it early in life. I was claimed by an Alpha like that at age 17, and these ones have such a vast advantage over other males and even other Alphas. These often ascend to Apex or God-levels of Alphahood because they learn how to control inferiors at an earlier age. This is a key to amassing power in all aspects of life, honestly.
Master Lucas is one of these young, rapidly-developing God Alphas.
From an early age he started forcing betas and faggots to worship him and serve his needs, and that has continued for a couple of years now. Eventually his mother Sophie noticed these faggots worshiping her son’s feet, and instead of getting alarmed, she sought answers. She found me, and the rest is history.
I’m uniquely qualified to help in this situation because I’m not only a faggot, but I’m also a student/teacher of hierarchy. I understand it and apply it better than anyone else I know. I discovered what was happening, and instantly diagnosed it.
I’ve really loved my conversations with Queen Sophie, but hearing directly from Master Lucas has been a dream come true. He’s unapologetically honest and frank about his blossoming Alphahood, recognizing the great power he has arising from within himself. It’s an exciting time for him as he reigns in that “golden hour” between the sunlight of youth and the long night of adult Alphahood.
After Master Lucas returned from summer camp, Sophie showed him the posts about her submission to Master Raphael (which was likely uncomfortable!), and he wanted to catch me up on his own life!
Here’s what he wrote:
Hello you lowly faggot!
Do you know how good it is to be AN ALPHA and A MASTER??? Of course not, you don’t know, because YOU’RE A FAGGOT! 😂 So let Me tell you: it’s GREAT TO BE SUPERIOR! Fuck! I love so much to be ME! I won the genetic lottery! THANK YOU SO MUCH MOM FOR MAKING ME AN ALPHA!
Summer camp was awesome! I had a blast! I had to hit My roommates a little and pin them to the floor the first night to get them to obey Me, but they didn’t argue for the rest of the stay! One of them even came and licked My feet during the night, thinking I was asleep LOL When I questioned him about it the next morning, he blushed with shame and embarrassment! I told him I had no problem with it, quite the contrary, but that from now on he would call Me MASTER and lick My feet when I told him to and that he had to beg for it! Several times, I had fun hitting him to punish him for being anoying, and he had to thank Me! LOL
The camp counselors loved Me! Probably because I’m the best-looking, the most athletic, and the best at every game, haha! They let Me do whatever I wanted! It was so funny to see the others getting scolded when they made too much noise, went out at night without permission, or snuck into the kitchen to grab snacks, while they left Me get away with everything! The perks of being the Alpha! 😜 I LOVE IT! And the chicks… I don’t want to say too much, but I hope birth control is effective, otherwise, that’s way too many babies for My age! 😂 LOL
Anyway, I got to see My dear, beloved Mom again (the Alpha woman who made Me an ALPHA MAN!). And I also read her stories on your site, and we talked about them a lot… I have to admit, it feels weird to read My Mom talking about her sex life and to know what she’s willing to do for her new boyfriend! But she was very frank with Me and she said I want You to know the bare minimum You have the right to expect from the women in Your life and from the one You choose as Your partner, if You so desire. And she’s right! That’s what I’m entitled to!
I love My Mom so much! She’s the best Alpha woman in the world! I’m so happy she’s found love again! She deserves the best. I was proud to know that she stood up for Me and didn’t want to let Me down, but I don’t want her to lose another boyfriend because of Me.
I’m looking forward to met Raphael! As long as he makes My Mom happy I already like him. And it will be great to know an adult Alpha Man in person! But he better never hurt My Mom cause that would make Me angry!
So long faggot! I’m offering you My foot so you can kiss it! LOL
YOUR MASTER AND YOUR KING LUCAS
It occurred to me that Master Lucas writes like one of the most powerful Alphas to appear on this site: MASTER CHAD! There must be something about power at that level that makes them all sound like that!
I counseled Master Lucas on being careful with girls, as well as developing bully habits. He responded this way:
Ahah you sound like My Mom, you faggot! She also wants me to be gentle with My inferiors and careful with sex LOL Don’t worry, I listen to her (I love you Mom!!!) and I value the opinion of my servant and worshipper sam the faggot!
But yeah I think it’s natural to bully inferiors a little to make them fall in line and remind them who’s the boss! But that doesn’t mean I’m not generous to them if they deserve it, I can tell you that boy who craved to lick My feet was thrilled that I gave him some attention and protected him from others LOL He loved being called a good boy! I always want to be a PROTECTOR ALPHA, I’m just not a lax Alpha
Keep crawling at My feet, faggot!
YOUR MASTER
The bravado in Master Lucas’s voice might make some uncomfortable, but it must be understood that Master Lucas is still young, and he’s unwrapping these gifts of Alphahood like an excited kid on Christmas morning. Every test of his power brings new revelations about the truth of what he’s been given. It must be heady to handle!
The good news is that his Mom is serving Master Raphael, an extraordinary God Alpha who can (and will) mentor Master Lucas and teach him new ways to command inferiors. I’m particularly happy about this, something that was only made possible because Queen Sophie waited until she found a true King to serve!
I suspect we will learn much more as Master Lucas grows under this tutelage! I’m so excited and happy for Master Lucas to receive this kind of hands-on guidance!
The following post is part of a thread chronicling the experiences of a French faggot named Fabien who has been claimed by his straight Alpha friend Anthony. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!
One of the best fag students I’ve had over the 11+ years I’ve had this site is little Fabien, the French faggot who is now owned completely by his straight God Alpha, Master Anthony. From the very first time Fabien asked me for advice, he has been humble, brave, hardworking, honest, and dedicated.
Because of Fabien’s worshipful efforts, Master Anthony has increased in power exponentially and multiple other Alphas and faggots have come to know their purposes. Fabien is now one of the world’s premier mentor faggots, and I’m exceptionally proud of him!
Fabien sent me this beautiful meditation on what being a faggot means to him. I want to share it with everyone.
Here:
I took the opportunity to listen to a few of your podcasts, and I have to tell you how much I enjoyed the one on jealousy. It’s full of very important truths! As you say, I never take anything from my Master for granted and that’s absolutly crucial! Having the right mindset is so important for a faggot and that’s something I teach to all the brothers I have the privilege to mentor.
We faggots must always remember that we are not special, we are disposable. The Alphas owe us nothing and we owe them everything. We must earn the privilege to serve them domestically or sexually and we must earn their appreciation if they ever feel like expressing it to us. Even just being in their presence is a privilege! As you say, Alphas will always have their ways: that’s their birthright and that’s how the word works. We have nothing to offer them but our complete devotion and obedience.
And I know it’s natural to feel even a little bit of jealousy and I won’t pretend it never happens to me. But every single time, I immediately suppress that feeling by focusing only on what matters: Anthony’s happiness, comfort and pleasure. And what else matters? Other Alphas’ happiness, comfort and pleasure. That’s it. Nothing else matters nearly as much. They are Kings, we are slaves. They have rights over us, we have duties towards them. Period.
I’ll never thank you enough for opening my eyes to the truth of Hierarchy! I’m thrilled to follow your lead and spread this truth around me.
Lots of love,
fab the fag
It’s impossible to add or subtract a single thing in this letter. It is perfect, and summarizes the correct mental outlook for any faggot who wants to find fulfillment.
The following post is part of a thread chronicling the experiences of a French faggot named Fabien who has been claimed by his straight God Alpha friend Anthony. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!
It’s been an excruciatingly long time since I last heard from my faithful brother Fabien, the French faggot owned by straight, Tom Holland-lookalike Master Anthony (last update was APRIL!). However, I knew two things: (1) serving a straight God Alpha like Master Anthony will keep any faggot busy, and (2) Fabien was planning another wondrous, months-long summer break for his Master and his Alpha pack! I certainly didn’t want to interrupt any of that!
But you can imagine my joy when I opened my email last night to find a letter from my brother! Just listen to how Fabien starts it off:
My beloved big brother!
I am so so so sorry! As I was cleaning out my emails, I realized I failed to reply to your last email before summer! Brother, I beg your forgiveness on my knees! I’m an unworthy, ungrateful little brother!
Such a little drama queen! LOL! That’s okay, though! A little groveling is good for us fags!
But here’s Fabien’s fabulous update:
This summer is AMAZING, and I’ve been super busy! We spent a good part of August in Spain, where we got to see a total solar eclipse. I can tell you that Anthony was very pleased with me. When he heard about the event, he told me to do everything necessary so he could see it. He then discovered that I’d already had everything planned for weeks just in case: a vacation there for him and his Alpha brothers and their own slaves, and special glasses for the Masters to watch the eclipse… He was over the moon! He fucked me in the ass all evening and let me sleep next to him, with my head near his cock. I love it when my Master is this happy with me! I’m so thrilled! On the day of the event, Anthony allowed me to watch the eclipse and lent me his glasses for a few minutes, while the other slaves had to remain on the ground at their masters’ feet and worship them for the entire time. They were only able to look during the total phase of the eclipse. That’s only natural: Alphas have privileges! After all they’re the sunshine in our lives and they light up our days all the time!
Before that, in July, we visited several beaches and vacation resorts in North Africa. It was a smaller group, with just Henri and his slave Clément. The four of us had a wonderful time together. Clément and I are now in complete symbiosis in serving our two Masters, just as they are with each other. We love to watch their manly friendship and being their servants and playthings when they’re enjoying themselves together. We massaged and licked their feet several times while they were sunbathing side by side by the pool in public! Some of the other tourists were surprised, but it became a habit, and we were thrilled to reveal the truth of Hierarchy! I can tell you that some beautiful young girls were turned on by the sight and ended up in the masters’ beds… I have to say, I love seeing this wonderful brotherhood between my Master and his best mate Henri. And I admit I feel a twinge of pride at all the little signs that show Anthony is the leader and Henri is one level below him in the hierarchy. He always gets first dibs on choices (girls, activities…), and even though they often have moments of rivalry (in physical challenges, games…), Anthony always wins, and Henri clearly respects his superiority. But of course, that doesn’t change the fact that Henri is light-years aove me in the Hierarchy and that I happily grovel at his feet!
Also, this summer was a lot of fun for Anthony at the movies, with two films starring Tom Holland! My Master jokingly asked me if I would leave him to serve Tom if I had the chance; I replied that I already had a God who welcomed me at his feet, and that this privilege was more than enough for one inferior. To me, Anthony is already Spider-Man, Telemachus, and all the heroes, kings, and gods of history!
Anthony and I are going to spend the rest of August in a villa by the sea with an older cousin of his, who’s about my age. My Master told me that his cousin is undoubtedly an Alpha, but has no experience owning slaves. I wonder how that’s going to turn out!
I apologize again and again for taking so long to reply to you! I’m often overwhelmed and exhausted, though I’m very happy to devote my life to making my beloved Master Anthony’s life even better. But I should never forget that I owe it all to you for opening my eyes to my true nature and my destiny as a faggot. I kiss your feet in shame and guilt! And I’ll kiss Anthony’s feet and suck his cock for you!
Lots of love!
fab the fag
Such a wonderful update!
One thing Fabien excels at is preparation and anticipation. He’s always ten steps ahead, planning ways to satisfy his Master’s needs long before his Master knows he needs it! This is not easy, but Fabien makes it seem easy because of his natural talents.
Another thing Fabien is especially good at is keeping his ego and jealousy in check. Many faggots struggle with this (I know I did), but Fabien knows his place and embraces it. In fact, I’d say Fabien enjoys the fact that he’s Master Anthony’s personal slave and plaything. He’s so humble that it makes my heart rejoice!
So I wrote back to Fabien with some of my thoughts, as well as a stern refusal on Fabien’s offer of foot worship. I wanted to know how he was able to afford all of these lavish vacations, as well as how he was handling hearing/warching Master Anthony fuck girls. He replied this way:
Haha! I don’t turn tricks on the side (no time for that!), but it’s true that my finances are tight! Fortunately, I manage to save up during the year, since I no longer treat myself to anything other than pleasing my Master (which is more than enough!) and other slaves of the Alpha pack contribute to the Masters’ lifestyle! Thanks to our combined efforts, we are able to provide them with a living standard that comes a little closer to what they are entitled to.
My Master sometimes does me the honor of letting me be there when he’s fucking girls! Not always, but sometimes I’m kneeling in a corner or at the foot of the bed. Once, I was licking his toes while the girl was riding him. I’d say I find him a little gentler and more considerate with the girls. Mind you, he’s obviously very dominant and expects them to respect and to worship him, to say so and to show it! But you can sense a desire to be a little more romantic and to care at least a little about their own pleasure. Whereas when he fucks me or one of our faggot brothers… Let’s just say we’re not much more than living sex toys! LOL I also get the impression that he growls and roars more when he’s fucking me, whereas he makes moans of pleasure with the girls… But maybe I’m just being overly interpretive!
I will be more than happy to worship Anthony’s feet and cock to make amend to you! Thank you for giving me such a punishment!
Lots of love,
fab the fag
I do wonder if Master Anthony is using these fuck sessions as a training method for Fabien, or if he just likes showing off (might be a combination of both). When used with affection, this method of allowing a fag to watch can be a bonding experience. But when it’s used to retrain a jealous fag, it becomes a more painful Nuclear Method of destroying/rebuilding a fag. Thankfully, there is genuine love between Master Anthony and Fabien!
I told Fabien to kiss Master Anthony’s feet and suck his dick for me if he really wanted to apologize for leaving me hanging.
So it was no surprise when I received something in the mail today:
Hey faggot!
My good boy fab sucked me off and told me it was from you haha! Nice of you to check in! fab told me he gave you the gist of our summer. It was great! We’re going to spend some time soon at a beautiful beach villa with my cousin Arthur. He’s a really cool guy I haven’t seen in two years. I’m pretty sure he’s an Alpha, but I don’t think he’s using faggots, haha we’ll see if he converts!
Bye, faggot!
Master Anthony simply oozes raw God Alpha energy, even in a letter. His power grows daily, and he’s becoming impenetrable and unassailable as a King. It’s such an honor to even know him!
As for Arthur, I have no doubt Master Anthony will convince him of the joys of faggot ownership! Master Anthony is one of the great mentors of lesser Alphas, and they always obey!
I’m so happy to have heard from both of them! Let’s see if I hear back from them again before Christmas! LOL
The following post is part of a larger thread chronicling a single mother named Sophie who is raising a blossoming 16-year-old God Alpha named Master Lucas. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!
During my life I have been owned by multiple straight Alphas. Those many years of experience led me to create this site, which was originally titled “FagsWorshipStraights” on Tumblr. During those first few years I received plenty of flak for my relentless assertion that straight Alphas owned and used fags like me.
These days people no longer question it, because the evidence is piling up here and everywhere that yes, many straight Alphas do indeed own faggots … and always have!
I’m saying all of this because Queen Sophie (and I) received quite a shock a couple of days ago, one I should’ve seen coming.
READ ON:
Oh my good sam! I absolutely must tell you what happened!
As I mentioned last time, Raphael instructed me to come spend Sunday with him until he leaves on his trip. I arrived at his place late on Saturday night and quickly took in his beautiful apartment. We spent yet another wonderful night of love, during which he penetrated me through every hole.
That morning, after I’d taken care of his morning wood, I got up to make him breakfast, but he grabbed my arm and pulled me back close to him. “No need, wait just a little.” We cuddled tenderly, and just a few minutes later, the door opened and a young pretty boy, in his twenties I think, walked into the room!
Seeing how surprised we both were, Raphael remained calm, with one arm behind his head. “Sweatheart, this is my home slave. Hi boy. Meet the woman I love, Sophie. You’re to serve her as well. No wake-up blowjob this morning, Sophie has already taken care of it. You’re going to bring breakfast for the both of us. Sophie, my love, tell the slave what you want for breakfast.” I quickly regained my composure and told the boy what I wanted, and he rushed outside saying “At once, Ma’am!”. I turned to my lover and master. “What’s his name?” He replied, nonchalantly. “I don’t remember, not even sure I ever asked him. I don’t care.”
As you can imagine, I was at once amazed, excited, and, deep down, not all that surprised to discover that Raphael was also dominating a boy serving him domestically! While we were having breakfast in bed, the boy was worshipping Raphael’s feet. At one point, the master motioned for him to kiss mine, too! Oh, what a strange pleasure I felt!
Raphael and I spent a wonderful day, snuggled up at his place, filled with tenderness, conversation, and fun. A minor incident occurred during the day, but it was no big deal. While his slave was serving us drinks as we sat on the couch, he almost knocked over a glass. Exasperated, Raphael grabbed him by the ear and ordered him to be more careful. I shyly tried to intervene. “Come on, Raphael my love, don’t be too harsh…” But he immediately silenced me, without even raising his voice. “Shut up, woman. The man’s talking.”
After the poor boy went off to do other tasks, Raphael made things crystal clear. “Don’t ever interrupt me again when I discipline my slaves, and never undermine my authority. I hope I have made myself clear.” I felt both guilty and aroused by his natural power. “Absolutely, my love. Sir. Fogive me. I shall behave.” I was relieved that he forgave me right away. “Good girl. I love you so much.” Then he passionately kissed me.
I had planned to help Raphael pack for his trip, but he quickly made it clear that I was there solely for companionship, affection and sex, while his slave handled all the logistics. On Monday morning, we said goodbye on his doorstep, while the young boy was waiting for him with his luggage to drive him to the airport. After a long, warm hug, Raphael said to me “My slave is at your disposal while I’m away. You can summon him at any time to serve you and your son Lucas, for whatever you need.” I replied “Thank you so much, my love! Lucas often has his own servants to help me around the house, but I’ll keep your slave in mind if needed!” “What an impressive young man. I can’t wait to meet him. Have a wonderful time together, sweetheart.”
I’m already looking forward to seeing him again! I almost feel a twinge of regret for not going with him as he had told me to, but I’m overjoyed at the thought of seeing my son again soon. These two weeks would be so long without him!
Master Raphael owns faggots!!!
It really doesn’t surprise me that much in the larger scheme of things. Apex and God Alphas like Master Raphael have tremendous needs for worship and service that far exceed what only one person can provide. Owning a private entourage of females and/or faggots gives a God Alpha a feeling of completeness about his life and a fulfillment of how he views his Kingdom.
I love the way he sprung that faggot on Sophie! I’ve heard of this being done before. I think Alphas do this with females to test their reaction to their ownership of faggots.
Of course, Queen Sophie already has extensive experience with straight Alphas owning faggots because of her son, Master Lucas. But still, how weird that Sophie has that in both her son and her lover! I’m not sure what those odds look like in Vegas, but they must be nearly impossible!
I’m just so delighted that Master Lucas will now have a God Alpha mentor who will understand his needs for power and worship! They’re elite Alphas whose needs are poorly understood even by other Alphas!
Master Raphael and Master Lucas will be able to speak freely to each other in a language only they’ll understand, and I know it will only make Master Lucas even that much more powerful and confident!
But finally, I must commend Queen Sophie. She has done everything correctly in submitting to Master Raphael’s power, and she’s shown resilience, strength, and flexibility while learning how to serve/satisfy her Master and boyfriend!
The following post is part of a thread chronicling the blessed life of gay God Alpha Dean, twin brother of his faggot Jimmy and part of the Hierarchical family of God Alpha Dino. CLICK HERE to read these posts in chronological order!
It’s rare for me to receive updates from God Alpha Dino’s Hierarchy Island anymore. I’m not surprised. It’s literally a paradise there, and it’s a daily cocktail of Alphas hunting for fresh food and breeding faggots/females while their small army of faggots tend to their needs and the needs of their (claimed) children. Every so often I drop them a note to check in, but those go unanswered amidst the adventure of their lives today.
But occasionally something dramatic happens to them that reminds them that they still live in the real world, and then I’ll hear from them.
This time, however, it was truly scary. My precious little brother Jimmy, the ever-loyal fag and twin brother of God Alpha Dean, developed a serious heart condition that required emergency surgery. Needless to say I was petrified, and I hated being so trapped and powerless to help.
So many thoughts went through my head. What will happen to Master Dean and his young son they were raising together? Will the extended family on the island be able to handle the loss of their new matriarch faggot so soon after the death of Master Dino’s fag wife Jamie?
So I waited and waited, occasionally prodding for updates as the family traveled to the mainland for Jimmy’s medical treatment.
Then, I finally heard from Master Dean:
Good day little one,
I regret the delay of this correspondence but bunny’s health was and is of the utmost importance. We are assured of My baby’s complete recovery now. I shall allow her to write soon. As of now she cannot receive enough of My attention and ravishes Me at every opportunity with a conviction that almost unsettles Me. Our first full copulation after many weeks was a symphony of love, dominance, and servile poetry. After hours of gentle coupling bunny became an electric outlet for the power of My mind and penis. Never have I adored My bunny more, and the experience lives within Us still. We were expected last week at home but I cannot bear yet to shatter this magic spell between lovers, brothers, and Master and slave. My soul has been enriched while bunny’s has been nourished, in ways unique to the both of us-yet fulfilling both.
Phillip’s joy stayed with Us whenever He was working to help bunny and to provide service for Me. Once bunny was allowed to orally service Men, Chad and Calvin both came over and came in her. Lol She ached for Chadwick, naturally. That is one of the items tugging her heart for home-she’s dying for Chadwick’s ample penis and his special way of using and denigrating her mind and body. He has that unique understanding of each faggot’s personal emotional g-spot and destroys it in the best possible way. mommy used to live for his ‘little abused boy’ routine, as if she were perverting Him instead of the opposite happening. My Brother is a God.
The other tug on both of Us is Our Son. Even though We speak daily on Skype, Our hearts are heavy to parent Our amazing Son. He and the Prince are just as Chad and I were-strong confident Brothers who are inseparable and unstoppable in having exactly what they want. They still need much guidance and I’m aware of the rough and tumble times ahead but love, teaching, and displine will create future Gods that women will desire, Men will envy, and faggots will push themselves to unending limits for Their attentions.
I’ve decided We shall return to the island Monday. I’ll tell the faggots to prepare. Between you and I, little one, this Alpha God has an extremely sore penis. My scrotum has never felt as, as empty as in this moment. I am dehydrated and thirst for water. I, too, need a bit of recovery.
Good day, little one. I wish you all the best.
Master Dean, God Alpha
Oh how I miss Master Dean’s eloquent missives! He expresses his dominance and control in ways that give me a wide-on of my mind as well as my pussy!
I’m just so relieved that little Jimmy went through surgery successfully and has returned to Hierarchy Island to do what he does (and loves) best: SERVE. I’m not sure there is a faggot on earth who hungers for Alpha cock and cum more than Jimmy (Jamie taught him well!), and on the island there is more than enough of that!
But Jimmy is more than a terrific faggot. He’s the emotional and spiritual heart of the island, an exemplary mentor faggot just like his Mom, Jamie. I never stop beaming with joy, love, and pride because of my baby brother!
I did receive a message from Jimmy after Master Dean wrote to me:
Hi brother! It’s me bunny! i’m really doing fine. Daddy’s coming to help us go home to the island FINALLY! i was scared but Dino, My King kept me sane and made me feel safe and loved. Oh sam he is the MOST wonderful Man EVER!! i can’t deserve the Master i have. No way! i wish i had time to tell you how awesome He’s been to me. i need to go home and service the Men! i missed them so bad! Well some of them came to see me and feed me! Hehehe
King says i have to go. It’s time for my bath and then me and King and joy are going to watch a movie. Bye brother! Thanks for caring about me. i missed you and the rainbow too but i MISS my baby boy. He’s got so big while i been gone! He cries for us both!
Yes, I think little Jimmy is going to be just fine!
The following post is part of a larger thread chronicling a single mother named Sophie who is raising a blossoming 16-year-old God Alpha named Master Lucas. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!
One of the enduring legacies I wish for this site is that it teaches as many people as possible the truth about hierarchy, and that the truth they embrace fulfills them in the most important of ways. Of course, this site is mainly about how faggots unlock hierarchical power within straight and gay Men.
However women, although not a direct part of Male hierarchy, are also affected by it. If anything, women of the last 100 years have been actively resisting Male hierarchy in the pursuit of autonomy and equality, and this has led to a breakdown of natural Male/female roles and purposes. What a shame. I’ve preached it forever: if women just accepted their place beneath the natural reign of a Man, they would be so much happier and more fulfilled.
Of course, when I used to write that about women on Tumblr I received death threats.
You might remember Queen Sophie, the extraordinary mother of a young God Alpha named Master Lucas. She’s the one who originally contacted me about how her son owned faggots who were literally worshiping him and serving him.
What was most exciting about her letter was the fact that she didn’t write to me out of fear, but of PRIDE. Here was a woman who understood hierarchy in a primal way. SHE GOT IT. And even though Sophie is a strong woman, she admitted that she yearned to find an Alpha she could honor, love, and worship.
Well, I’m proud to say Queen Sophie has indeed found her King!
On July 20th I received the following message from her:
And maybe by then I’ll have another man in my life, and this one will be a partner and a lover… At least, if things turn out the way I hope they will with Raphael, the man I met through work and have started seeing. I’ll tell you all about it if it comes up, my good sam. For now, let me just say that the man seems to possess all the qualities of a true Alpha… and that he awakens a part of my womanhood that has remained latent for a long time. The part willing to submit to who deserves it.
Anyway, thank you again, sam the faggot. You are a good boy!
So I was pretty excited to hear that there was a new Alpha on the horizon for her. But nothing could prepare for what was to come!
Finally Queen Sophie returned with the following update:
My good boy sam,
Oh my dear! I’m almost shaking with emotion as I’m writing. I definitely need to tell you about my love life! I think it might be of interest for you, as it features a clear Alpha male. I’m sorry if what I’m about to write sounds like a long, sappy romance novel… but I can’t help but put down in writing what I’ve experienced over the past few weeks, leading up to a great moment last weekend!
A while back, my company worked on a joint project with another one. As a team leader, I worked with several colleagues from that other firm during various work meetings. Their own manager was Raphael, the new man in my life.
Raphael is a Black man. He is tall, bald, with a face of amazing virile beauty and a muscular body that shines even through his suit. He exudes charisma, confidence, and a natural authority. To be honest, when first saw him, my womanhood kicked in right away like it hasn’t done in years! Even though I was doing my best to remain professional and look out for the best interests of my company and my team, I was overwhelmed by an instinctive respect and admiration for this man.
That’s why I naturally called him “Sir”, even though the usual practice is to address one another by first names or, at most, “Mr/Mrs Surname”. Right after our first meeting, when we spoke privately afterwards, he said to me: “You can call me Raphael, beauty.” All I could answer was: “Thank you, Sir. I mean, Raphael.”
Our team meetings often turned into a conversation between the two of us, a mixture of verbal sparring and flirting… I made a point of demonstrating my authority and competence, and we’d banter back and forth. I sometimes found it hard to keep my composure in the face of his charming smile…
I remember one time when, after a presentation I thought was flawless, Raphael congratulated me before pointing out a mistake I’d made, in a tone that was at once calm, firm, and seductive. I blushed and stammered “Oh well, yes… Thank you for fact-checking it, Raphael, Sir.” After the meeting, one of his assistants came over to tease me about what had happened, saying that his boss was always spot-on when it came to detecting mistakes. Raphaël overheard us and came to my defense: “Don’t be too cocky, boy. She’s smarter than you’ll ever be. You could be her lapdog.” The assistant left, looking quite sheepish, while I told “Thank you, Sir. Raphael, that is.” He said “You’re welcome, beauty. I meant it.” and I blushed.
Before long, we found ourselves meeting up for drinks after work (and he always refused to let me pay, no matter how much I insisted, so I let him treat me).. We chatted about everything, business, politics, culture… Every time, I was impressed by the depth of his intelligence and his knowledge, combined with his commanding charm. I did my best not to be outdone and to show him my own worth, even though I was completely captivated by his face. His gaze and his smile conveyed a mix of attention, respect, amusement, and something indefinable that gave me butterflies in my stomach.
After our professional partnership ended and we no longer had any reason to see each other at work, Raphael asked me for my personal contact information. “Give me your private number, so I can invite you out for dinner whenever I want to.” I did it while trying to act as nonchalant as I could, even though my heart was pounding in my chest.
And that’s how, last Saturday afternoon, out of nowhere, I received the following text message: “Cancel whatever you have planned for tonight. I’ll pick you up at your place. Dress nicely. Be ready without fail at 8 p.m. Raphael.” My first thought was “You entitled cocky man! What if I had plans? You expect me to just obey you?” And of course, I obeyed him. I got dressed up like I hadn’t in years and waited anxiously for him.
When he arrived, Raphael sized me up with a knowing look and said, “Perfect. You did what I told you. You’re even more beautiful than ever.” I blushed and thanked him… I felt like a teenager again! He took me by taxi to a fancy restaurant where he had reserved the best table. What a magical evening! The most romantic one I’ve ever experienced. The chemistry between us is so natural, filled with sincere compliments and playful banter.
As dinner was coming to an end, Raphael leaned toward me and whispered to me. “Can I tell you how I really feel? You are an outstanding woman. You’re gorgeous, you’re proud, fierce, strong, smart.” I began to thank him and I was about to compliment him back, but then he interrupted me and added “But with me, you’re gonna be special. I’m going to turn you into my obedient slut.” As you can imagine, I was caught off guard! But I regained my composure and replied nonchalantly, “Well, I’m curious to see that. Challenge accepted.”
When he walked me home, I casually invited him up for one last drink. Without going into details, we started kissing right away and continued into the bedroom. And it turns out Raphael isn’t just as good a lover as I thought he was: he’s even better. How can I tell you how I felt when he entered me? Seven inches of pure raw virility inside of me… I have to say, I’m relieved that Lucas is at summer camp! I’d be embarrassed if my son heard his mother’s screams of pleasure…
While he was having his way with me, I said to Raphael, “Keep going! Don’t you dare stop!” So he looked me straight in the eyes and said, “Watch your manners, my love. If you want more, you have to beg for it.” Without thinking, I yielded right away. “Please, I beg you! Keep going, don’t stop! I beg you, Sir, it feels so good! Please!” Then he smiled and obliged, saying “That’s better. Good girl.”
It was the most wonderful night of love I can remember. I fell asleep on his muscular chest while he stroked my hair. The next morning, he left early. As he was getting dressed, he kissed me in bed as I was waking up and whispered, “I’ll be waiting for you to contact me if you want to do this again. Looking forward to hearing from you. Don’t dsappoint me, love. Prove your loyalty to your new master.”
So now, my good sam, the ball is in my court. I’m taking my time, but I know I won’t be able to resist for long before I beg him to favour me once again. I also know that I must not blow this step. I feel the time has come to surrender. To give myself and to submit to him. I think this weekend I’ll invite him over for dinner, where I’ll cook for him and wait on him at the table. I’m also thinking of greeting him in a sexy outfit, possibly on my knees, and swearing obedience to him. Maybe even kissing his feet… I don’t know. I need to think it over.
Anyway, my dear servant sam, if you ever decide that this story is worth sharing on your site, I would greatly appreciate it if you could delay its publication until Saturday. You know, just in case. I also need to have a word with Lucas on the phone first, I’d rather he hear what he needs to know from me. He hasn’t met Raphael yet, even though I briefly mentioned our dates with him. Maybe one day he could become his stepdad… But let’s not get ahead of ourselves!
Here’s what I wanted to share with you, my good sam! Thank you for being such a trusted confidant for me, as well as a preceptor and worshipper for my son Lucas.
Warm regards,
Your Queen Sophie
As you might imagine, I was floored by this letter. It was clear that Sophie had come upon a true God Alpha who has completely embraced his role as a King among Men.
Even better, Sophie allowed herself to be taken by Master Raphael, easily submitting to his power. She did everything right, but now she was looking for advice from me to really make a powerful statement of submission for him. So I advised her on what to do for their next date.
Read what she wrote about her next date, and see if you can identify my teaching in her actions:
My good sam,
Please my good sam, do publish my story! I need to share with the world my awe for Raphael!
Last thursday, I sent him a message :
“Dear Raphael, Sir,
Would you grant me the honor to come and dine at my place tomorrow night?
Very respectfully,
Sophie”
He replied positively. Last night, he came into my apartment; the door was already open when he arrived. I came out of my room wearing an elegant but simple evening gown, my shoulders bare. I was glad to catch all his attention. He remains calm but was clearly very pleased and appreciative. He looked me up and down and said “You are so beautiful, my love.”
Then, I knelt down before him and I said the words I had been rehearsing for hours. “Raphael, my beloved Master, I must apologize. I didn’t treat you with all the respect I owe you. You are a king amongst men and I am so grateful you have chosen to honor me. My home is yours and I will cook whatever you want in the kitchen and do whatever you want in bed.” Then I bowed down until my forehead touched the ground at his feet.
I think I heard some kind of roar of delight! Raphael said “Such a good girl. Get up on your knees.” I sat up, kneeling facing him. “You know your duty” he said, and I understood. I carefully pulled his cock out of his pants. What a thrill to see this tremendous trophy of manhood! I did my best to worship it, even though it was difficult. His moans of pleasure made me vibrate with happiness! His cum was delicious!
I then took off his jacket and shoes and led him to the table, where I served him the meal I’d spent the whole day preparing. I took great care of him throughout his dinner. I then offered to give him a massage on the couch, which he accepted. I massaged his shoulders, his back, and then, at his request, his feet. He remained stoic and laconic for a long time, but then he said to me, “You’re the best woman I’ve ever met.” Flattered, I tenderly kissed his bare feet and thanked him.
Then he said “How badly do you want me to make love to you?” I answered: “With all my heart. I beg you, Sir! Please!” He leaned down and grabbed my chin “Good. My cock does want your pussy again” and then he kissed me.
I can’t tell you in detail about the wonderful night of sex we had and all the orgasms he gave me, my screams of pleasure, and his roars of triumph. This morning, I woke up nestled in his arms and resting my head on his chest. I kissed his pecs and thanked him profusely. “Thank you so, so much…” I kept saying. Raphael told me “You treated me like the king I am. I rewarded you accordingly.” My heart was leaping with joy.
As he was leaving, Raphael promised me that he would invite me over to his place soon to give me a glimpse into his own life. I can’t wait to see him again! My good sam, I finally feel like a woman again! I haven’t felt this happiness of being taken and dominated since Lucas’s father!
I talked to Lucas about Raphael and let him know that I’d be sharing details about my personal and sex life on your site. So it’s totally fine for you to publish this. I’m really looking forward for Lucas and Raphael to meet!
How thrilling is that???
I’m so proud of my Queen Sophie for submitting so profoundly to Master Raphael! There are revealing moments in this account that I think all submissives (female or faggot) should deeply ponder over. For instance, when Sophie knelt at his feet, Master Raphael “roared with delight”! That’s because Alphas have a natural need to be worshiped. This is not hyperbole. Once we recognize that and apply it, so many possibilities unlock! Faggots generally understand this, but women generally have no clue.
Also note that Master Raphael thanked her for “treating him like the King he is”. Real, fully-actualized Alphas know their place and accept nothing less. A true Alpha doesn’t need us to tell them they’re Alpha. He expects us to accept it and treat him accordingly!
This is such a powerful and important story because it proves that hierarchy isn’t a fetish for perverted gays, but rather, it’s a very real power dynamic that is predictable and impactful across all of humankind.
I told Queen Sophie that Master Raphael and Master Lucas will have some amazing conversations once they meet, as they both have ways to advise the other on how to grow even more powerful!
I thank and praise Queen Sophie for sharing her story! It’s my great honor to know her and Master Lucas, and their glorification continues to be part of my privilege as their faithful faggot!
The following post is part of a thread chronicling the continuing ascension of a 21-year-old bisexual Alpha named Master Joe. CLICK HERE for all posts in this thread in chronological order!
There are some Alpha Masters who are super-serious about their superiority and they get very performative in their demands. It always feels insecure to me, but that’s probably because I was trained and owned by Alphas from the other end of the spectrum. Those Alphas relish their power, but they don’t worry at all about losing their position because they are secure enough to know they’ll never lose that power unless they shout and demand.
Master Joe is one of those secure Alphas.
I’ve had a “flirt affair” with Master Joe ever since he first wrote to me. We’re playful with each other in an affectionate way, but there’s always a respect for him beneath the playing. It’s that respect that causes me to sit up straight whenever Master Joe has some correction for me.
While discussing Alpha Matt’s curiosity for ass fucking, I mentioned that Alphas like to cause pain for fags when they fuck them because it strokes their egos. I didn’t really think of this as a controversial statement.
But Master Joe had a terrific perspective on this:
Hey, my sexy Sam This is your Master Joe from Spain. Since we won the World Cup I’ve been breeding my boyfriend so often, that I neglected to give you some attention too lol but I took some time to check the site today and jerk off, and I just saw the story of my Alpha brother Matt and his fag Andres. I read his whole thread and he seems to be a really nice guy, quite similar to my world view tbh and I wish I could fuck Andres too lol
But I wanna say something about your post. When you were talking about Matt and his desire to fuck ass for the first time, you said “Frankly, he seemed so nice and confident that I thought he’d never want to hurt someone by fucking them in the ass.”
Come on, Sam!! There are some guys who don’t care at all about fags and girls, but Alphas like me and Matt don’t wanna fuck ass to harm, we don’t hurt the fags and the girls we breed. We know that a little bit of pain is just a REMINDER of who is the Man in bed. Your mindset is “he wants to fuck some ass, in spite of being nice and confident” but you should think “he wants to fuck some ass BECAUSE he is nice and confident” hahaha
You know I love you, my sexy Sam, don’t get me wrong But there are many good Alphas like Matt and myself who want to protect and take care of weak fags, and in return we have the need to breed them. We fuck their ass to make them feel safe, not to hurt their holes, and when we do end up hurting their holes we give a lot of aftercare until they forget about their sore pussy.
You know, I wish we could have this conversation in person because while I explain my thoughts you’d have a nice cock down in your throat lol I miss you, my sexy fag
First of all, congratulations on the World Cup victory, Master Joe! I especially loved their win given Trump’s ignorant comments about Spain at the start of the World Cup. FUCK TRUMP!
I also love to learn that Master Joe is stroking his big dick to the site! It’s almost like I’m pleasing him in person (actually, it’s nowhere near as good as in-person!).
I think Master Joe is completely right to correct my language (or my over-generalization) about Alphas causing fags and females pain while fucking them. It’s an important point to remember that there is simply no way that an Alpha’s cock won’t cause some pain. Honestly, I think working through that pain is part of a faggot’s purpose. We endure pain in order to please our Kings.
But Master Joe’s real point is that I shouldn’t generalize that all Alphas enjoy causing that pain like they’re sexual versions of Vlad the Impaler. There are certainly some Destroyer Alphas out there actively trying to cause faggots pain. And Master Joe is right.
Because the real truth is that there are incredible Protector Alphas like Alpha Matt and Master Joe who might cause pain when they fuck someone, but then provide genuine aftercare to calm and soothe their “victims”. It’s one of those many qualities that sets the truly powerful Alphas from the rest!
But now that Master Joe ahs publicly corrected me, I feel like I’m in need of some aftercare! Where’s that dick he promised me?? LOL
The following post is part of a thread chronicling an 18-year-old virgin French faggot named Loic who has been claimed my straight God Alpha Master Jerome. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!
I spent most of my life being anti-condom, and somehow I never got an STD. Seriously. I feel like I somehow tap-danced through the minefield of sexually transmitted diseases, and there’s definitely a sense of survivor’s guilt hanging over me today. I mean, shouldn’t I have at least gotten HERPES or something??
Writing this site has forced me to try to be cautious about my “no condoms” viewpoint, because I certainly don’t want to be the cause of someone getting something life-altering! However, with the advent of truly effective prophylactic meds like PrEP (soon to be a twice-yearly injectable!), the risks associated from being bred by an Alpha are drastically reduced. We should all be celebrating these advances, because they are making sexual pleasure much less scarier than a few decades ago.
Even though I don’t discuss condoms much here, yesterday’s post about Master Hulk and his disdain for condom use (like all powerful Alphas) was going to inevitably turn the discourse here toward that taboo. First up: Loic, the former virgin faggot of God Alpha Jerome in France:
Hi brother!! This is Loic from France, everything is good here and Jerome is breeding me multiple times a week now. My hole is more and more looking like a real pussy, and it feels great!
I have a quick question, brother… I just read Master Hulk’s text (so hot!!) and I can’t stop thinking about what he said about condoms. He said that Noah wants him to wear condoms when he fucks girls, but he doesn’t do it all the time. Well, I do the same thing with Jerome… I LOVE to know that he has other fags to fuck and other girls too, because he deserves it! But I asked him if I could be the only one he fucks bareback and he said that he would think about it. I asked my doctor what to do, I didn’t say I’m a fag, but I said that I had a boyfriend with a open relationship. He is a straight man, but he just chuckled and said “well, as your doctor, I must tell you that I don’t think your partner will wear condoms, but we can find ways to make it less risky to you”. He asked me if Jerome was a bottom too (can you imagine??) and I said that he does not bottom at all, so apparently the risks of bareback sex are lower. But my doctor recommended me to do the test every 3 months and take prep just in case.
I told to Jerome about this appointment, and his plan is: both of us going on prep, taking all the tests every 3 months, he breeds me bareback, he fucks other guys and girls bareback too, but I do not let other Men fuck me. I still asked him to wear a condom, but I don’t want to insist too much… he told me to talk to you, but now that I read this account by Hulk I decided to finally reach out to you.
What would you do if you had a sexy, generous, and gorgeous French Alpha willing to breed you multiple times a week, but reluctant to wear a condom when fucking other people?
Thank you Sam!! I love you 🙂
I’ll answer Loic’s question first: you know EXACTLY what I’d do: I’d let that French Alpha do whatever he wants!
Given that Master Jerome is a straight Alpha who would NEVER bottom (the idea is LAUGHABLE!), there is virtually no chance he’d ever contract HIV. Therefore, I’d never even ask him to use a condom on me or anyone else. There’s also virtually no chance that Master Jerome’s powerful need to conquer and breed faggots and females will ever be controlled. This was one of the primary reasons he exists! Petty fears and insecurities will never rein in his needs!
But, true to form, Master Jerome didn’t get upset when Loic brought up the subject of condoms and/or preventative care. Not at all! In fact, Master Jerome is willing to take PrEP along with his fag in order to keep breeding! That kind of deep understanding is such a rare quality anymore in Alphas! It reveals the depth of love and care Master Jerome has for his faithful little fag!
I really love the dynamic Master Jerome and Loic have built together. It’s essentially the perfect relationship for both! It’s not surprising that it works so well, because it’s built entirely on hierarchical truth!
The following post is part of a thread following the life and Kingdom of Master Hulk, a 26-year-old bisexual Alpha and owner of a faggot named Noah.CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!
The thing I love about Marvel’s Hulk character is how it describes the raging Beast in the heart of every Alpha. However, it’s also useful in that it also reminds us that there’s also the heart of an Alpha inside every Beast.
When Noah first wrote to me about the muscular, extremely dominant Alpha who had claimed him, he was the one who named his new Master “Hulk” in reference to his beast-like tendencies. Now, I’ve known and served plenty of Alphas who might also fit that moniker as well, but I bestowed it upon Noah’s Master in writing here because I just liked it.
In subsequent letters from Noah, it certainly seemed like Master Hulk earned his name. He sounded like some of the legendarily beast-like Alphas on this site, like Master Chad or Master Duke (any long-term readers remember HIM?). Honestly, I’d get a wide-on listening to Noah talk about his Master. There’s nothing like serving this kind of Alpha, because they literally take away all of pressure of responsibility and force you as a faggot to simply be obedient.
I never expected to ever hear from Master Hulk. Beast Alphas are notoriously dismissive of efforts like this, and aren’t particularly expressive or self-reflective. None of my Beast Alpha owners in the past would’ve bothered, either. I’m not trying to generalize here, but I’ve just been doing this a VERY long time now and this has been my experience.
So imagine my pleasant surprise when I found a long, detailed message from Master Hulk! Also, there was an instantaneous flash of concern at first, like when a kid is caught with his hand in the cookie jar.
But how wrong I was:
You already know me quite well, Sam. But I don’t know you. I am 26, bisexual Alpha, and I have a really sweet boyfriend called Noah. You know me as the Hulk. He reached out to you before asking me about it, but a few days ago he decided to share this page with me and explained me everything about hierarchy. I read all of his messages to you, as well as many other letters from other Alphas and faggots. He apologized for not asking my permission and was afraid that I would be mad at him, but I actually loved to see the way he talks about me, and the way you reacted to his stories. To be honest, I got so hard reading it that I stopped halfway through to pump a load in his throat. Noah shared your site with me because he wants to submit more and more, and he follows your work every single day. He wants me to be part of it as well. Of course, he didn’t ask me to write to you, he simply asked for permission to stay in touch with you. But not only have I allowed him to keep sharing our intimacy with you, but I also wanted to talk to you by myself.
I have been fucking guys and girls since high school, but before meeting Noah, fucking submissive guys and femboys was just fun, I would never consider holding hands with another man. The idea of having a male boyfriend was unimaginable until I met him. But Noah is just different, he is sweet, gorgeous, smart, and really special. I know I could keep him as a personal cumdump, but he deserves more than that. He deserves to be loved, and there is nothing I want more right now than loving my Noah. Dating him, however, is very different from dating my ex-girlfriends. In many ways, it is much better, I really love the way he is constantly willing to see me happy and make sure my balls are empty. At the same time, he knows that I miss the feeling of a wet pussy from time to time. I could make an effort and stop thinking about pussy and be happy with his beautiful smooth ass, but my sweet Noah is so special that he himself encourages me to go around and hunt some pussy when I want something different. The only thing he asks me is to wear a condom, which to be completely honest I don’t always do, but I get his point and will carry one with me from now on.
It is absolutely fascinating to see how Noah doesn’t think that I love him less just because I fuck some random pussy. He knows that I love him more than I have loved any girl in my whole life and for that very reason he is happy to see me breeding random girls. The opposite would never happen. How many woman do you know who would gladly accept their husbands or boyfriends to breed some fags? I know very few. I know a lot of guys who fuck fags hidden from their wives, but very few wives who understand and accept it. Everything is really new to me, and sometimes I feel guilty when I’m coming back home after fucking a girl from Tinder knowing that Noah is sleeping like an angel just waiting for me. At the same time, I have never lied to him and he seems to enjoy the fact that I go around breeding pussy and always go back to him. We have an agreement that I will not fuck other fags because I already have him, but I have the right to fuck as many girls as I want.
I guess what I’m trying to say is that I haven’t fully understood what you and Noah call male hierarchy. I know who I am, I know I am dominant, and I know I wanna take care of him. But having a relationship that is open for me and close for him seems unfair, even though he seems to be truly happy. You know Sam, I just wanna be a good man. Noah told me to write to you because, in his words, he was sure that you’d be happy to serve me in any way you could. So here I am. Nice to meet you.
My goodness! Master Hulk is anything but the typical Beast Alpha! And to think Noah initially asked me if Master Hulk was a Destroyer Alpha!
In terms of Alpha development, Master Hulk followed a pretty typical course. He viewed females and faggots as cumdumps and as ways to express his growing dominance. As Master Hulk says here, he never imagined having a faggot as a boyfriend (or having a boyfriend at all) as a young Alpha.
But here’s the thing a lot of straight and bisexual Alphas discover when they try fag ownership: they find out that a faggot is a much better fit than either a female or a regular guy. Faggots are extremely submissive, and only concerned with pleasing them. The Alpha can have anything he wants and the faggot will agree to it. Unlike Alphas who settle with a female or a typical boyfriend, an Alpha/faggot dynamic effectively makes the Alpha a KING. And believe me, nothing feels better for an Alpha than Kingship!
I loved how baffled Master Hulk sounded as he described Noah’s willingness (eagerness?) to see him fuck random pussy! That’s another huge difference between faggots and other types of partners an Alpha might take. Faggots CELEBRATE Alpha virility and power. Hell, we WORSHIP our Alphas because of this! We love imagining our Alphas dominating and breeding females! Some Alphas own faggots who love to clean their Alpha’s cock with their mouths, lapping up the pussy juice off of it because of this very reason! As Master Hulk correctly stated, NO female would EVER accept that!
Master Hulk said he felt it was “unfair” that he should enjoy the sexual freedom he has while Noah does not get that freedom. This is a mistake of not understanding a faggot’s true purpose. Faggots are essentially born to serve as the property of Men. We serve at their pleasure and for their pleasure. Noah is pleased emotionally by being Master Hulk’s owned faggot and serving his needs.
Noah is pleased by fulfilling his purpose just as much as Master Hulk is pleased by unloading in a pussy.
This is a hierarchical truth about faggots that Alphas rarely understand because it’s so foreign to their own natural perspective. They aren’t accustomed to being with someone who is practically encouraging them to conquer pussy and indulge their lusts and then come home to be celebrated and/or worshiped for it!
But that is exactly that Master Hulk has in Noah, and it seems to be a perfect fit!
I’m so grateful to be able to meet a young King like Master Hulk, and particularly thankful that he shared some deep perspectives on both his past experiences as well as owning Noah! I can only imagine what more we’ll learn from him if he chooses to return!
The following post is part of a thread chronicling the ascension of a young straight Alpha named Matt who suspected his good friend Andres was not only gay, but also a faggot … and rose up to protect him. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!
It’s not exactly breaking news to say that Men love fucking ass. I can only guess why. First of all, an asshole is tighter. Also, fucking someone’s ass causes them great discomfort, which makes a Man feel powerful. And fucking an ass makes any Man feel like his cock is gigantic.
There’s just one problem: women almost universally refuse to be fucked in the ass.
This everlasting battle over the use of assholes has led many straight Men and Alphas to seek out faggots to fuck in the ass. And guess what happens when they try it? They end up loving the use of faggots!
Now, as I was learning about straight Alpha Matt and his loving protection of his faggot best friend Andres, I never considered that he would ever consider using a fag for anal sex. Frankly, he seemed so nice and confident that I thought he’d never want to hurt someone by fucking them in the ass.
But what I failed to notice was the power growing within Alpha Matt as he started learning about hierarchy. All of the things he never noticed about his own Alphahood have been crystallizing in his awareness, and as he’s embraced his Alphahood, his needs have grown as well. This is pretty typical for straight Alphas I’ve known.
However, Alpha Matt has a bisexual God Alpha friend named Diego who has been training Andres and breeding him in Alpha Matt’s place. So Alpha Matt has been able to witness the power of ass fucking, and he’s also been able to ask probing questions about it as well.
In other words, even more changes are coming. Listen to this:
Hey Sam, this is Matt again
I think you’re reading my mind, man. I just had a conversation about anal sex with Diego last night, and today I see a post about it here. We were talking about women since he has vast experience on both sides, and he said that he has fucked dozens of fags in the ass, but only one girl. Then I said that I have never tried anal sex for this very reason, and oh boy, I shouldn’t have said that. He loves mocking me (in a friendly way) about how limited my sexual life is because I don’t bang and breed fags, but when he learned that I’ve never fucked an ass in my life, he basically started to treat me like a virgin. I love my friend and I know he does it because he loves me, but it is really crazy how easy it is for bisexual guys to get some ass, while I’ve been sexually active for seven years and I never had the opportunity to feel a nice asshole around my cock.
Diego truly thinks I should try a trans guy with a pussy to start exploring new things, but I honestly think that it would be easier for me to get hard with a very feminine trans woman wearing something to cover her front than to a masculine trans guy with a pussy. Maybe that’s a good way to finally try some ass, I don’t know. I’m not afraid of trying, but wanted to share this with you before.
I also wanted to tell you that Andres asked Diego to take him to the movies, but Diego told me to join them because, according to him, “the fag is falling in love”. I really don’t want my little Andres to have his heart broken, so I’m trying to approach it with him and show him that Diego does not want to marry him, not even to become boyfriends right now, but my little bro is really romantic and think he is a Disney princess, so I’m working on it. We went together to watch Spider-man and people probably thought that either we were gay-friendly straight guys taking care of our femboy, or we were a throuple haha but I don’t care, what matters is that Andres has never been happier, right now he has taken buckets of cum, and I’m happy he’s happy.
You can hear the gears coming to life and turning in Alpha Matt’s head! Master Diego is doing something all Alphas have always done with each other: Alpha teasing. It’s a form of mentorship closely related to the way a personal trainer pushes a student for his own good. Master Diego knows what Alpha Matt lacks in the growth of his Alphahood, and is using mockery and teasing to help push Alpha Matt out of his comfort zone.
But I think that Alpha Matt experiencing the breeding and training of Andres is also helping a great deal, too. He’s able to see the positive changes in Andres simply because Master Diego has taken the time to train him and deeply breed him with Alpha cum. Most straight Alphas never consider the power of their cocks and cum until they use faggots and see it firsthand. It’s hierarchical.
As for Andres, yeah it’s easy to fall in love with your first Master. And yeah, he’ll probably get his heart broken at some point. That’s unavoidable. But at least the little faggot will always have another Master in his life, one who will never fail him.
This post is part of a thread chronicling the rise of Master Jin, a straight Korean Alpha who first learned about the ownership of faggots when he learned his college roommate Chin was a faggot. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!
There are a couple of milestone moments that transformed this humble Tumblr sex blog into a mammoth site of hierarchical truth. One was the discovery of Master Jase (California Alpha). Another was the story of Frat Fag (which will be returning soon to the paid threads portion of the site).
But the story of straight Master Jin and his college roommate Chin mushroomed into a saga so gigantic that I almost lost fingers trying to type fast enough. Through countless hours of messaging, emails, counseling, and recording every word for posterity, Master Jin’s story nearly broke me … but it also built the foundation for this monstrosity you’re reading today.
Master Jin’s story started in 2019, and here we are still talking in 2026. A lot has changed with Master Jin since then. He’s now a successful doctor who bravely and tirelessly fought the COVID epidemic in Canada. He has a steady girlfriend.
But some things remained the same. He still owns Chin and Lee as his live-in faggots. They’re both still caged. He still milks them a couple of times a week. And he makes sure they’re constantly filled with his potent seed.
I recently had a conversation with Master Jin that started with Master Jin asking this: “Do you think Lee is happy being my fag?”
So I shared this beautiful thought Lee had sent to me:
Needless to say, Master Jin was really happy to hear that … so happy that he went home that night and cunted Lee!
Lee is in a bit of a mess because I managed to cunt him again this evening. Faggot I did it because you showed me the message he sent I knew he was in need of a good fuck. Lee is a very good fuck. I do enjoy my faggots.
Then came a couple of surprises regarding Master Jin’s girlfriend:
okay but she has a hard time about my fags. When I showed her that they were caged that did not help. She is still processing it I think. Feels so normal to me.
Then, another doozie:
Well it was bad. She came back and I was fucking Lee. She was upset. She went back to her mums.
Wow! That’s crazy! However, it’s an Alpha’s right to use whatever he wants. A female can just leave if she can’t handle the fact that very dominant Alphas must exercise their power over everyone, both females and faggots. It’s simply nature.
But then something happened that demonstrates the absolute power Alphas have to really change those they own:
I called Lee a good girl as I was milking her the other day. I think things are changing for the best.
Lee told me about this incident, and how it affected him:
Since Jin cunted me twice in only two weeks I feel very strange. I am not a man I understand that. I think I am more a girl than a faggot. When he said that I’m a “good girl” on the weekend it triggered something deep inside me. I really am a girl trapped in a man’s body. I have not even talk to Jin about it yet.
Think about that: a Master’s words to his faggot can change its entire perception of itself or trigger deeper needs within it!
Master Jin thinks the prolonged chastity and being cunted repeatedly is responsible for Lee’s desire to have a sex change operation. I don’t necessarily agree. But we did see a similar course with Master Matt’s faggot Yul many years ago. I don’t think transsexualism is understood well enough to make any definitive statement.
Every time I talk to Master Jin and his beautiful, obedient faggots Chin and Lee, I’m filled with joy and pride. We’ve been through so much together, and yet every day I learn more and more from them!
This post is part of a thread chronicling the young Apex Alphahood of King Phillip, a college Alpha who owns faggots. CLICK HERE to read all posts in this thread in chronological order!
I love self-reflective Alphas. There is so much to learn about the growth and mentorship of Alphas and how they develop, but how will anyone ever know unless there are some Alphas who are actively thinking about their own experiences and thoughtfully tracking their development?
What I’ve done on this site is completely define Alphahood, not as a fetish or a theory, but as an objectively REAL type of Man. It’s something that can be measured in quantifiable ways other than weakened knees and rapid heartbeats.
One of the more thoughtful Alpha voices I’ve collected over the years is King Phillip. He’s an Alpha who deeply ponders and reflects on his power, why it’s there, and how best to use it.
A couple of days ago, out of the blue, King Phillip texted me like this:
Fuck, bullying really is natural, And it’s natural I’m the one doing it. I used to think I was a nice kid, when I was growing up. But I started looking back on those times very seriously, and looking at some of the things I still have from then. I was an absolute bully, and I never realized that.
To which I replied:
I think all Alphas have both Protector and Destroyer Alpha aspects in them during their formative years, but one side takes over predominantly during maturation.
King Phillip replied:
And even protectors bully, sometimes as ruthlessly as a destroyer. What’s kind of messing with my head is how I didn’t really understand I was being a bully back then. I wonder if that is just being Alpha or if I was trying to not see what I was doing.
You couldn’t see it. Those were your natural actions as an Alpha.
That’s probably true. It feels natural when I do it today, and back then I wouldn’t have taken seriously my own power
Exactly, Master. This is why education on Hierarchy is so important. Young Alphas need to be mentored and taught about the overwhelming power that they have so they can be aware of it, as well as how to use it.
Haha not everyone is a faggot. I’m sure a lot of my victims back then didn’t like it the way you would
It doesn’t matter. They were inferior to you, and you were unknowingly enforcing hierarchy by putting them in their place.
That feeds my ego, fuck.
If it all starts with bullying, then hierarchy starts at the top. It’s something Alphas impose on the rest of the world.
But the world submits because of obvious Alpha superiority
I think they submit because I’m more powerful. My superiority might be natural, but I end up at the top because I put myself there. But I’m quibbling
Why do you think your faggots serve you, Master?
Because they crave a more powerful man, and I radiate power.
They want to please you.
They do! And they want me to TAKE from them. And that’s ripe for bullying and humiliation. Have you ever met an Alpha who wasn’t a bully?
I’ve been owned by a couple of God Alphas who weren’t bullies in the traditional sense. They got whatever they demanded, but they weren’t hurtful to me.
That’s interesting. I wonder if there’s some sense in which they were bullies but never had to actually be mean
I was very obedient, Master
I can’t imagine you any other way, cocksucker
Awww that was such a nice compliment! I’ve rarely seen King Phillip’s softer side!
Then King Phillip continued:
You’ve played a big role in my development as an Alpha. I have an actual stable now because of it.
I own three, and use two more.
1) my asskisser, who is older and sends me messages and other kinds of things to feed my megalomania
2) my footlicker, who serves me sexually
3) my head boy, who is my longest serving faggot, gives me lots of different kinds of service (this is Dylan, whom I stole from the other ‘alpha’)
4) pincushion, who I fuck when I visit the city
5) girlboy, who I also fuck when I go to the city haha
Yes. I didn’t include my husband, who serves me but it’s not a real ‘arrangement’ haha
Then King Phillip shared a super-hot video clip of one of his faggots sucking his big dick while he used call/response to train it. I’m not allowed to share it – sorry everybody. One of the few perks of being a faggot running a site like this, I guess!
I’ve been so proud to be King Phillip’s sounding board as he’s grown more accustomed to his awesome power and how to wield it! He’s truly one of a kind, an unparalleled King among Men and fags!
Hi, I am Lucca, an Alpha from Italy, and I need your opinion on something. I have always been a top, I have no curiosity at all of bottoming, and I have no doubt about being an Alpha either. The problem is that I absolutely love the feeling of protecting a fragile fag. Nothing turns me on like touching a fag, even it they are older than me, and noticing that they feel safe in my arms. Just to clarify: I have no intention to submit to another man, and I have never questioned my own Alphahood. But I do not want to humiliate or cause any harm to bottoms either. I want to dominate than with a firm hand, but with passion and love. I want to have a fagwife who I will love, care, and provide for one day, and ideally a couple of side fags to suck my cock from time to time, but loving all of them as precious fags, not treating them like shit. However, I am 27, I’ve been fucking fags since high school and I’ve never found a fag who accepted this type of treatment.
I am 27 right now, I just finished graduate school and have a good job. I am not incredibly handsome and I don’t have a six-pack, but I am not bad-looking either. My cock is around 13cm, big balls, thick at the base. In summary, I’m not a porn star, nor a top model, but I’m a regular middle-class hard-working Italian guy. I wanna be a gentleman, a provider, an Alpha man, and in a few years perhaps a nice “daddy” for sweet fags. I dream with having a fag boyfriend who will love me and will crave my love as well as crave my cock and my cum, I will fuck and breed him, train him to become a better fag everyday, he will serve me as a good boy, cook for me, but above all I will treat him as my precious property, give him nice presents, take him out for nice restaurants, dates at the museum, and for the theater.
But, Sam, I don’t know what is wrong with me… I honestly don’t think I am bad at fucking, I usually bang the fags missionary to be able to look at their eyes and kiss them, and they moan a lot, and I often fuck a cum shot out of them. However, all the fags I find want either a random hook-up and never talk to me again looking for their next cock, or they want to be seriously humiliated or harmed. I met a very cute guy in February and I thought he would be the one, we had two dinner dates before I fucked him, and he demonstrated a very submissive attitude. When we had sex for the first time, it was amazing, he had a beautiful and smooth ass, I started very tenderly in doggy style, and I bred him while looking at his eyes in missionary. It was just beautiful. But in a few days he started to say that I was “too soft”, and he wanted me to spank him, that’s alright for me, I think spanking a smooth as can be really hot. But things escalated quickly, in a few weeks he wanted be to basically beat him up, take all his money, spit on him, pee on him.
I used to call him amore mio and baby during sex while choking him, kissing his face, for me that was great balance, but it took just a few weeks for him to ask me to call him a useless slut, a stupid whore, a piece of shit, and so on. I felt uncomfortable and told him that spanking was okay, but I didn’t want to humiliate him to that level. One night around mid-April after we had sex, I was holding him in my arms, my cum leaking out of him ass, thinking about building a life with him as my fag boyfriend, taking care of him, loving him, treating him as a little prince. And then, while in my arm, he told me that he wanted to sleep on the floor, (I’m sorry for the really gross details) and next time I pooped he wanted to lay on the floor for me to put my feet on his chest while in the toilet. I didn’t know what to answer, but I decided to have a honest conversation with him. I told him that I wanted to be dominant taking care of him, not treating him as a useless object. And he said that he wanted to be “a cumrag and an ATM,” which made be broke up with him. I wished him all the best, but said that we were not compatible anymore. I saw on Instagram that he has a new boyfriend now, they traveled to France for the summer, and a friend in common told me that he is giving his entirely salary for this guy, who usually spends the money in booze and cigarettes. This same friend in common told me that one day this new boyfriend demanded his credit card, and when the boy said that he had already spent all his limit, the guy slapped him on their face in public, and then said to the people around that it was just a joke. Anyway, I truly hope that he is happy now and won’t have his body or his feelings harmed. Over the summer, I have met a few other guys, but it’s all the same, some of them just want a hook-up and some others want to be treated as a slut.
I’m openly gay, but most of my friends are straight. My best friend is a straight guy called Giuseppe, we have been friends for 20 years now. He is married with a woman and has a child, but we often talk about hierarchy and my sexual partners. Last night we were having a beer together and talking about this whole experience and about the fag’s bizarre desire of being a bathroom rag. He told me that I should probably look for a college boy who wants a sugar daddy, this way it will be easier to be dominant, while also being romantic and a provider. I think that makes sense, but at the same time I think I’m too young for college twinks who wants a daddy, I’m not even 30. Also, although I have a nice job, I believe that a sexy twink who wants to be spoiled will look for much richer and older guys, those CEOs in their 50s.
Well, that’s it. Sorry for such a long message, but I have been following your content for a few months, and I do think you can assist me with this whole mess. Is it a paradox to be an Alpha who wants to take my fag for a nice dinner, then a beautiful museum, and finish the night breeding him and holding him in my arms? Should I just give up on being “too soft” and start to pee and spit on any inferior fags?
I wanna be a gentleman who occasionally becomes a beast in bed. But I’m afraid the fags nowadays just want a beast who treat them as trash.
Thank you.
Sir, thank you so much for writing to me!
One of the saddest aspects of most faggots is the fact that they are broken inside. Also, kind of dumb. They crave destruction and self-harm and abuse and hate. It seems to come from early-life bullying or family abuse. They all need therapy in my opinion. I don’t connect with that mentality at all.
The real tragedy of this happens when a heartfelt Protector Alpha like you wants to “save” these faggots with love, sincerity, and affection. However, these broken faggots cannot be saved or rehabilitated. All they end up doing is frustrating Alphas like you, Sir, and wasting your time. I’m so sorry that you’re dealing with this. You deserve better!
The example you shared is the perfect illustration of what I’m talking about. You offered that faggot THE WORLD, yet all the faggot could think about is its own twisted, self-destructive desires. Sadly, it has found a Destroyer Alpha who is now dismantling its life. You can’t save it, even though I hear your sadness and yearning in your words. You’ll need to let it go, Sir.
Believe me, though … I share your sadness, Sir. I’ve been a fortunate faggot throughout my life of service in that I’ve been owned by some truly powerful Protector Alphas like you. They owned me and used me well, of course, but they also showed kindness and even love toward me. The appreciated me just as you want to appreciate a faggot in your life. So I truly know what a unicorn you are … what a rare and beautiful Alpha you are, Sir.
You will find the right faggot. Don’t give up. We are out here, just waiting for a King like you to give our best years of service to!
And as an aside, I’m tentatively planning to move to Italy at some point in the nearer future. I’ve already been looking at houses there. So maybe … well, let’s not get ahead of ourselves! Just keep it in mind, Sir!
The following post is part of a thread following Kamal, a faggot who has a desire to serve his Alpha professor uncle Farid.CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!
When Kamal first wrote to me a couple of days ago, his expressed desire to serve his Alpha uncle Farid seemed difficult. Yes, his uncle is a professor of gender studies, and yes, his uncle has been talking to Kamal about hierarchy. It still seemed to be a difficult conversation. I answered him honestly, and gave him my advice. You can read that first QFR by CLICKING HERE.
Now, very often I advise people and they don’t take action. Of course, I can’t make anybody do what they’re unable to or unwilling to do. But there is only one thing is true: anyone who is unwilling to play the game will never, ever have a chance to win.
That is why I rejoiced when I received this inspirational update from Kamal:
Dear Sam,
Your words have been a quiet compass for me. I planned to write explaining why taking on household chores isn’t straightforward—his wife would notice the shift, and she already doesn’t like me much. Besides, between classes and varsity practice, I’m rarely home when she does them—but I’ve offered to help her and maybe i can slowly take over the tasks that relate to my uncle. I want to serve him. I want to be the one who meets his needs. But that’s not why I’m writing tonight.
Masculinity has always been a quiet puzzle for me. Outwardly, I fit the part: my posture, my voice, the way people read me. But inwardly, something else stirs. It’s when I imagine being taken by a man like my uncle that everything clarifies. More than anything, I want to serve someone I deeply respect and admire. Someone whose strength—steady, unyielding, effortless—makes me want to kneel. To show him how much I want him. To let him know, without doubt, that he owns me. That his pleasure is my purpose, and being used exactly as he desires is my calling. And because it’s my uncle who has awakened this in me, he’s the only one who can fill the hollow ache inside me. The one who can finally make me who i am.
In my heart I believe this confusion only ends when he takes me for his own. When he pushes deep enough that I stop being the man I thought I was—the one who hides behind a hard shell—and finally become what I’m meant to be. I need him to split my core open, peel away the disguise I’ve worn for years, and set who I truly am free for him to see. Buoyed by your words, today I decided to stop hiding. To “man up” one last time and tell him everything and be done hiding.
It went… I don’t really know how. I found him in his study, lost in a book. When I asked to speak with him seriously, he set it down and gestured to the couch. But instead of sitting across from him, I stepped close, dropped to my knees between his spread legs, and looked up into his eyes. He blinked, surprised. I told him everything—how long I’d waited, how deeply I wanted him, how his strength pulled at something in me I couldn’t name. I held his gaze the whole time, even as my voice trembled. When I finished, the weight of it hit me all at once. My chest shook. I looked down, and tears spilled over before I could stop them.
His hand found my head and he tilted it up until i was facing him. But I couldn’t look at him so I don’t know what he saw. He spoke in that low, steady voice I know means business: “This is true?” I actually don’t remember if it was a question or a statement. All I could do was say yes and that I’d never lie to him.
There was a long enough silence that I risked a glance at his face. His eyes locked onto mine, and something in them shifted—darkened, softened, or maybe both. He exhaled slowly. “I need some time alone with this, Kamal. I’m glad you told me. Don’t cry.” His thumb brushed away a tear, and I stood and left him there.
Now I’m waiting. My pulse won’t settle and I jump at every door opening, phone chiming. I can’t wait till he gets home tonight and it’s the thing I’m most afraid of at the same time. I don’t know what will happen, but I’ll tell you when I know.
Thank you for helping me.
HOORAY!!!
Kamal took action almost immediately, and was able to FINALLY express the feelings that had been tormenting him! And Sir Farid’s response was quite positive (others may read it differently), showing tenderness and empathy to his faggot nephew while also metering his response so as to not over-react! That is what true leaders do! I’m incredibly impressed by Sir Farid’s powerful example!
But I’m beyond proud of my brother Kamal! What he did took a lot of courage, strength, and humility! He opened his heart and offered himself with trust to the one Alpha in his life!
Why can’t more faggots do this? What stops them from trusting that superior Men would react in superior ways??
I can’t wait to find out the resolution to this situation!
The following post is part of a thread chronicling the ascension of a young straight Alpha named Matt who suspected his good friend Andres was not only gay, but also a faggot … and rose up to protect him. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!
I honestly feel like a silly fangirl whenever I write or speak about Alpha Matt, the straight, 25-year-old Protector Alpha who has shepherded his faggot best friend Andres to safety and into the service of his Alpha friend Diego. There’s something about his steady confidence and inherent masculine goodness that gives me a WIDE-ON (if you know, you know) whenever he contacts me. With him I’m like a female who gets hot and bothered when she sees a hot guy holding a baby or playing with a puppy … The contrast between the power of a Man carefully handling the weakest of creatures always makes them wet.
I wish Alpha Matt would’ve been my best friend when I was a confused faggot in high school. I would’ve been so grateful to him for his benevolence and tenderness toward me that I would’ve never stopped kissing his feet in gratitude! I just wish with my whole fag heart that straight Men everywhere could come to know Alpha Matt and learn from his magnanimous masculinity!
What he has done to rally around his frightened faggot friend Andres and lead him to a fulfillment Alpha Matt might not even fully understand is already the stuff of legends here. He just knew he needed to act to save his beloved friend! But Alpha Matt has gone several steps beyond what an ordinary straight Man would do, including finding a Master for Andres named Diego and allowing Master Diego to breed Andres in his apartment! Words really fail me when I contemplate it.
Now Alpha Matt returns with an update. I can’t wait for you to read it!
Hey, this is Matt again!
I just listened to your podcast about me, and it was really nice to see all your respect and devotion. I do hope that one day a girl will talk about me just like you.
I’ve been a bit busy, but I wanted to give you an update. Diego had a lot of work this summer-that is, he basically spent the whole month of July fucking Andres multiple times under my roof. At first he would wait for me to leave the apartment, but I told him that I don’t care, so now what happens very often is that I’m watching TV while I hear the bed frame literally banging the wall in the other room. Diego told me that he covers Andres’ mouth because he doesn’t wanna disturb me with the noise lol what a thoughtful friend I have. I think many other guys would be upset or offended with his bisexual friend fucking his fag friend in his own bed, but to be honest, I’m glad to see that my apartment became a safe place for my little Andres to be himself. I did tell him to wash the bed sheets though, it would be too much to sleep on his sweat and cum lol but joking aside, I am truly happy, Sam. Andres wakes up with a beautiful smile on his face every single day, he hasn’t cried for two weeks now, which is a big achievement considering how depressed he was living with his family. And I officially brought him to live with me, he feels much safer here than with his parents. And so, our dynamic now is that my apartment has just 1 bedroom, 1 kitchen, 1 bathroom, and 1 tiny living room, so Andres sleeps on the couch in the living room, I sleep in the bedroom, and when Diego is around I let them have fun in my bedroom.
Andres does not tell me the details, I guess he feels embarrassed, he just thanks me for being a good friend and says that “things are going well”. Diego, however, loves to give all the details, many more than I would ask to be honest lol he told me that Andres was waiting for him with his hole already lubed and wearing the butt plug I gave him, so he just needed to take if off, put some lube on his cock, and go for it. He also said that after three weeks Andres’ blowjob is “better than a woman would get in 10 years” – Diego likes to rub on my face how lucky he is to be bisexual and fuck both guys and girls.
By the way, you said in the podcast that you don’t know if I would watch the porn on the website, and I’m very open-minded, I have nothing against it, but it just doesn’t turn me on. I wish it did, because Diego has a wonderful life fucking all the holes he wants, but I just like the female body so much, the boobs, the forms, the shape, the pussy, it’s all so visually appealing, I’m getting hard just thinking about it. Nothing against fags, please don’t take it personally, I recognize that some guys are really handsome, but I just don’t get hard watching gay porn. I have considered trying it with a very feminine guy, or maybe a femboy wearing a cage and some make-up, but I don’t know, I don’t think I’d get hard. Diego and I got much closer this summer now that he is with Andres, and Diego thinks that I should try a transgender guy with a pussy just to see how it feels. I don’t know, I have zero fragile masculinity about it, but I don’t wanna try it and then not getting hard and having a weird moment for both me and the guy.
I’m going out with that submissive girl I told you about. She just let me fuck her twice in a month, unlike Andres who let Diego fuck him around 20 times lol but she’s a nice girl and quite submissive in bed. In all other things she’s not submissive at all, but she made me cum twice in the past few weeks, so I think I’ll have a great time with her.
Thanks for the very kind words on the podcast, Sam! I appreciate it. Now that I’m 25 I wanna explore my Alphahood more and more, and your posts have been very helpful. I hope you like to know that our little Andres is living his best life, I take care of his feelings and safety now that he lives with me, and Diego takes care of his holes… he’s a lucky boy, isn’t he?
First of all, it’s so beautiful that Alpha Matt has moved Andres into his apartment! It sounds a bit short on room, and I get a feeling this arrangement cannot last too long with only one room. After all I’m sure Alpha Matt will want to bring a girl home to empty his balls, too! But they seem to be getting by okay.
I do think that it would be a good idea for Alpha Matt to set out some domestic chores for Andres to handle. I say it would be good for Andres because Andres needs to learn that owned faggots should honor and respect their Alphas in this way, but it would also be good for Alpha Matt to get a taste of what faggot ownership feels like. Not that he wants to own a faggot himself, but he might come to understand the advantages of owning them.
I’m really glad that Andres has made significant improvement since his awkward first time serving Master Diego! Apparently Master Diego is quite skilled at training faggots! It hasn’t been that long, and Andres is already better than most women! That’s quite a compliment!
Then Alpha Matt starts discussing his attraction toward women and his lack of attraction toward males. I get it – he’s straight. But a lot of straight Men and Alphas use faggots sexually despite not being attracted to them physically. So what is the reason? SUBMISSION and WORSHIP. Women do not properly worship or respect the vast, world-conquering power of Men despite the fact that MEN WANT AND NEED THIS WORSHIP! They’re made to be worshiped! So when straight Alphas have a faggot kneeling at their feet, kissing their feet, respectfully calling them “Sir” or “Master”, and glorifying them in general, something other than sexual attraction kicks in.
What is that? It’s an Alpha’s need to conquer and ascend into a position of ultimate glory where women and Men submit to his power. That need, that desire exists in the mighty hearts of all Alphas, and a faggot unlocks that better than anything else!
I’m not suggesting Alpha Matt should even try a faggot’s worship, but I’m pretty sure he would get hard if a faggot worships him and then wraps its skilled mouth around his growing cock!
To that end, I was so disappointed that Alpha Matt’s girlfriend only “allowed” him to use her sexually twice in a month. Alpha Matt is a growing King, and any subs in his Kingdom should be on-call and ready/willing to service him on command! In the world of faggots the word “NO” doesn’t exist. It wasn’t Andres “letting” Master Diego use him 20 times … but rather, Master Diego decided to use Andres 20 times. Again, Alphas make the rules, not faggots!
Overall, this is an amazing update. I love how happy Alpha Matt is from seeing his faggot friend Andres happy, safe, and fulfilled! But even more important than that is the fact that, in the course of trying to help Andres, Alpha Matt has awakened a deeper sense of purpose within himself! He’s embracing his natural role as an Alpha and realizing the truth of hierarchy in his own life!
And why is that important? Because our broken world needs more good Kings, righteous leaders, and God Alphas in it! Alphas like my beloved Alpha Matt!
I want you to watch this video of a faggot being spanked by its Master.
I think this might be the most stunning clip of a spanking I’ve ever seen, and it’s haunted me all day and into the night.
First of all, the faggot isn’t twisting, screaming, fighting back, or resisting. Instead, it’s crying. But really, the word “crying” doesn’t really capture what is happening. The faggot is weeping … the faggot is sobbing. This faggot seems to be expressing something buried deep within itself. A smothered secret, or a secret shame. Whatever it is, it’s a sadness deeply embedded in the faggot’s hart.
I think there is something all Alphas and Masters must consider about the faggots they own and use. Faggots are, for the most part, broken creatures. We carry a lot of shame from our past as well as our present. We don’t know why we crave the service and pleasure of Men the way we do, why it keeps us awake at night, why it’s ever-present in all of our waking thoughts. We don’t know why we have been consigned to a life of pain and abuse, why part of us craves that even as it damages us further.
A faggot wants love and protection just like anybody else, but often we are the discarded remnants of violence, mockery, and hate. Embracing faghood and fulfilling our purpose means embracing a long tunnel of complete darkness that ends in loneliness.
For many faggots, the video above represents the sum total of what we deserve as fallen males. A lifetime of faithfulness counted out in stinging spanks from a harsh and careless hand. Even in this moment this faggot is all alone, staring into the void, accepting its worthlessness and powerlessness. It is a hollow feeling that inflicts much more damage than a hand, paddle, or belt ever could.
We are left to absorb the pain while weeping, deep from our hearts, to nobody.
I want Alphas everywhere to reflect on this. These faithful faggots who serve you when you demand are extoling your superiority every time they do. We do it because we must. But if you looking deeply into the eyes of the faggot looking up at you, you’ll see dark shame as the backdrop for stars of awe and gratitude.
I’m not saying you need to love your faggots. Just understand that every time a faggot submits to you, there is a silent scream full of shame, desperation, and loneliness behind the lust.
The following post is part of a thread chronicling the rise of a 16-year-old Alpha named Lucas, and his extraordinary mother Sophie as she attempts to raise a King. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!
EDITOR’S NOTE: The following true account is written by a minor named Lucas, but it has been produced and published with the full knowledge and blessing of Lucas’s mother Sophie. There are no laws being broken, and this is not intended to be pornography in any way. If you feel uneasy about the contents based on your own personal philosophies, then please stop reading.
Stories like those of Master Lucas, Master Dean and his faggot twin brother Jimmy, and countless others I’ve chronicled demonstrate one truth quite clearly: true Alphas and faggots develop very early, as if they were born into it. I know in my case I was always a faggot, as can look back through my childhood and see the evidences that helped to create my destiny as a faggot.
By examining the youthful experiences of Alphas and faggots (past or present), we can discover their roots and chart paths of guidance and understanding. I never get tired of doing this work, because each new story uncovers new truths!
Master Lucas is now 16 years old. I’ve known him and his exceptional mother Sophie for almost a year when Sophie wrote to me after seeing her 15-year-old son having his feet worshiped by a couple of faggots from his school. This shocked her, of course, but she also recognized something else: it seemed right that her son owned faggot slaves! You see, some women naturally acknowledge hierarchy as truth, and the sight of her son having his feet kissed and licked by sub males provided the evidence to verify what she already suspected about her glorious son:
He was born an Alpha!
Since then, my friendship with Sophie has grown, especially as Master Lucas went away to boarding school. Sophie is the Queen who bore Master Lucas, and this is a point of deserved pride for her. I’ve been very impressed by Sophie’s depth of instinctual knowledge about hierarchy, and she worships them almost as much as I do!
But now that Master Lucas has returned briefly from school, he chose to write me a letter updating me on the situation at his new school!
He wrote:
Hi My worshipper!
Mom suggested that write to you and I thought yeah why not get in touch with My good boy sam the faggot? High school is GREAT! I loved My first year and I can’t wait to go back! Well, summer’s going to be pretty fun too!
I must say I’m SO GLAD to be an Alpha male! I fucking love it! Life is so great and so fun when you’re superior! I’m almost sorry for you that you’re not haha but hey some people like you must be at the bottom of hierarchy for Us to enjoy the top! It’s so fucking great that there are so few Alpha males and so many of you guys existing for OUR PLEASURE!
But you know what I keep in mind that I want to be a Protector Alpha and I want to use My superiority for GOOD! I know I must control and channel My impulses. It’s important for Me to show compassion towards My lesser. I realized that, as an Alpha, even the tiniest bit of kindness from Me to an inferior means a hell of a lot to them, while it costs nothing to Me. Even just a warm smile or a pat on the head is enough to brighten their whole day!
That’s why, as the LEADER AND KING OF THE HIGH SCHOOLER BOYS I have set some rule for My homies to follow. I always tell them “you can bully a weaker boy into submission if he resists, but you never hurt one who’s obedient and nice, OK?” No mercy for those who forget their place, but leniency for those who fall in line, that’s a good compromise I think.
Now that I’ve made a group of mates at boarding, guys who are dominant like Me, I’m realizing more and more the gap between Us and those below Us. I remember when you told Me that My childhood pal couldn’t be My friend anymore and I didn’t agree. But now I can see what you meant. It’s true that our relationship isn’t the same as before and not the same I have with My Alpha friends. It’s hard to explain. I like him and I want to look out for him but he’s on a lower level and I can’t see him as a regular friend anymore because he’s first and foremost My servant and he’s more like My good doggo than My buddy.
I can’t even start to tell you all the things I love about ruling the dorm and the boarding school. I love having serving boys to take care of all My affairs and My bed and My chores and so on. I remember one time, when I was about to take a shower, I jokingly said, “Hey, anyone want to come help Me lather up and dry off?” and a nerd boy rushed over to volunteer! I patted him on the cheek and said, “Good boy.” After that, he was always hanging around Me, doing everything I told him to do LOL it’s so much fun to boss people around!
Also, damn, I loved walking around shirtless in the school hallways! Seeing the girls swoon and the guys admire and congrat and envy me! Well, I had a few clashes with the staff because we’re technically forbidden to do that, but hey, I got away with it because the monitors and some teachers had a soft spot for Me so I got special treatment! LOL My favorite moments were definitely the fights between guys in the dorm! The monitors let us do whatever we wanted they didn’t want to get involved! It’s funny because the lesser ones give in really quickly, but I also love dominating My Alpha pals and making them say “Yeah, Lucas, you’re the strongest, you’re the master!” even though they put up a lot of resistance LOL Sometimes it’s fun to face a little resistance it makes the victory even greater! But sometimes we had quieter evenings, where we’d hang out with My buddies and with servants who would lick Our feet and serve us food and drinks and sometimes girls would come give Us massages!
You know what? Mom told Me she’s okay with Me saying more explicit stuff, so let’s go for it! During one of those evenings I told a really cute chick hanging out with us that I’d love a little treat. Then she knelt before Me, unzipped My pants and you can guess what happened. In front of all the guys! The room went crazy! There were shouts of surprise and admiration and congrats! While she was doing her business down there, I was beaming and flexing and boasting “You see guys? THAT is power! Fuck, man, that’s so good!” One of My best memories of the year! DAMN I LOVE TO BE THE BEST!
Whoa I totally got carried away I wrote way too much LOL You probably happy, faggot? Kiss the ground at My feet and thank Me for even talking to you little worm! LOL Bye, faggot !
YOUR MASTER AND YOUR KING LUCAS THE WONDERFUL
Frankly, this is about as complete a testimony to the development of God Alphahood as I’ve ever read! Master Lucas hits on a number of key benchmarks in his development. Here are some of my takeaways:
First and foremost, I love that Master Lucas has really considered what kind of Alpha he wants to be, and that is a Protector Alpha! I’m so grateful to hear that he thought deeply about his powers, and how best he’d like to utilize them! This is so important for every Alpha!
But then he said something that made my heart soar! When Master Lucas was speaking about his faggots, he said: “I realized that, as an Alpha, even the tiniest bit of kindness from Me to an inferior means a hell of a lot to them, while it costs nothing to Me. Even just a warm smile or a pat on the head is enough to brighten their whole day!” This realization is very deep knowledge, and the fact that he’s connecting the benevolent use of his power with the safety, security, and joy of his faggots is stunning. It’s the exact lesson our greatest Alphas must learn and appreciate about themselves!
I was also encouraged to see that Master Lucas has built an Alpha Pack around himself. It’s also clear that he’s the God Alpha of the group, something I pegged about him long ago. Having these lesser Alphas as his faithful lieutenants will only grow his power even more! But now Master Lucas is making it a reality, and he sees the truth of hierarchy in their eyes as even they obey him.
The shirtless episode is yet another example of Alpha privilege. Alphas always do whatever they want, and there isn’t a power on earth that is going to stop them from taking or doing whatever they want. Again, these experiences are teaching Master Lucas important truths about the application of his growing power.
Same with the sex stuff. Girls are always going to be around Alphas like Master Lucas, and these spoils of his life will only get from frequent as he gets older. But it’s the showing off that impressed me. Alphas use their superior bodies and their supreme confidence to impress on other males that they are the most sexually desirable. This was a “peacock moment” for Master Lucas that you can tell made him feel incredibly powerful.
I asked for a follow-ups on a few incidents Master Lucas mentioned, and he answered me right away:
I knew you would be thrilled, faggot! 😉 Sometimes I take a moment to relax and reflect on everything that’s happening and then I tell Myself: So this is how My whole life is going to be! For the rest of My life, I’ll be worshipped and obeyed and served and I’ll have everything I want at the snap of my fingers and all the money and fun and sex I could ever want! It’s so awesome! I LOVE BEING BORN AN ALPHA GOD! THANK YOU, MOM, I LOVE YOU!
To answer you questions faggot I wouldn’t say My Alpha pals own personal faggots because We sort of have a shared pool that We use as we please LOL but no specific personal slaves. Well I kind of think of them all as My personal slaves! That’s why I use some of them at home too to help My lovely little mom but I don’t think the others do the same yet. And yes of course I use servants in the shower LOL what do you think! Sometimes I would have two servants one to lather Me up and another kneeling nearby with a warm towel and both of them would kiss my feet!
Bye, faggot!
YOUR MASTER
The follow-up was just as surprising as the first message! His Alpha Pack are all using Master Lucas’s stable of faggots as servants! Pretty impressive, but it won’t be long before these lesser Alphas try to take personal fags for themselves. They’re learning from their King!
I dearly love Master Lucas’s acknowledgement of his mother Sophie for the Alpha genetics she passed to him, as well as her encouragement as he’s developed! His gifts of faggots to tend to her needs is very much like something a King might do!
And I was also surprised that Master Lucas was really using a fag or faggots to serve him in the shower. It’s not only King-like behavior that fills him with power, but doing this allows his faggots to see him confidently naked and glorious. This not only deeply submits his faggots to him, but it also further clarifies his vast superiority to not only them, but also himself!
All in all, this surprise letter from Master Lucas contained massive insights into the mind and heart of a developing God Alpha! We are seeing the very start of his eventual Kingdom, one that will continue throughout his blessed life!
The following post is part of a thread chronicling the rise of a 15-year-old Alpha named Lucas, and his extraordinary mother Sophie as she attempts to raise a King. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!
Despite the controversy surrounding it, I love featuring stories of younger Alphas and faggots who are early adopters of their purposes in life. The primary reason I’m interested in this isn’t for titillation, but because of what it teaches us about the origins and honesty of hierarchy. If this really is the truth, we should naturally see early manifestations of hierarchical roles in our young ones, right?
And of course, as predicted, I’ve been blessed to meet and know many young ones who have, with their parent’s permission, shared their stories of development and discovery. To me, it’s one of the most intriguing and definitive proofs of hierarchical truth!
Few stories prove this better than the dramatic story of Master Lucas. His extraordinary mother, Queen Sophie (an Alpha mother who deeply respects Male hierarchy), came to me to tell me about her then-15-year-old son Master Lucas and how he already had multiple faggot schoolmates worshiping his feet and serving him in a variety of ways. To him, it was perfectly natural. He knew nothing about hierarchical theory, this site, or any other influences.
This was simply WHAT HE WAS BORN TO BE. It happened naturally. Master Lucas was manifesting his destiny.
I think Queen Sophie was somewhat alarmed when she first contacted me, but after I explained the truth to her, she swelled with a pride only the mother of a King can describe.
After I mentioned Queen Sophie and Master Lucas in a recent answer to a reader, she reached out after a long time to catch me up on things:
My good servant sam,
Thank you for mentioning me as an example and for praising my Lucas’s greatness, as always! I would gladly consider myself an Alpha mother, given the amazing son I gave birth to and raised, and an Alpha woman, given the number of men I have under my command. Of course, that doesn’t make me the equal of Alpha Men (they surpass us all as they are the summit of humanity), but it does make me superior to many lesser men.
You did very well to catch up with me. I had suggested to Lucas some time ago to write to you and tell you a little more about his first year in boarding high school. He had started an email but never finished it, and it slipped his mind. Teenagers! Even the alpha ones! I’ll insist that he thinks about updating you. I told him I could handle some more explicit language if necessary (without going too far, of course!).
In any case, I can tell you that he and I had some really wonderful times together when he came back from boarding school at the beginning of the summer. Lucas takes great care of his mother: just think, he had a few of his serving boys come over to do some housework in our home so that the two of us could spend more time together. With the pocket money his submissives gave him and that he had saved up, Lucas took me out to dinner and treated me to a spa day.
Lucas told me “I want you to enjoy the perks of my alphahood, Mom. No one deserves it more than you!” My little boy is really becoming a man, and what a man! I love him so, so much. I’m the proudest mother of all times. Whatever woman he chooses one day will be overjoyed. I hope she remembers to thank me! ^_^ (While I may be a possessive mother, I’m very happy to know that my Lucas is popular with the girls, and I’ll be delighted to meet the one he chooses when the time comes, as long as she treats him with the respect and devotion he deserves.)
Lucas is at summer camp right now and will be there for most of the summer. I’m sure he’s already the boss of a lot of girls and boys at his feet… Like all moms, I constantly worry about my son, but at least I don’t have to worry that he won’t fit in or be bullied. I’m just worried that he might be exploring his power a little too far! But I trust him.
I also have some personal news of my own that I was starting to think I might share with you one day, my good sam. For the past few weeks, I’ve been seeing a man I met at work who I’m becoming more and more convinced is an Alpha worthy of me, and who seems interested in me and thinks I’m worthy of him. I’d rather not say too much about it for now, but if things get serious, you might be interested in hearing more about it one of these days.
Warm regards,
Your Queen Sophie
Such a stunning update!
First of all, how awe-inspiring is it to hear that Master Lucas made his faggots clean and care for the house while he took his beloved mother to dinner and a spa day?? And, most significantly, Master Lucas made his faggots pay for everything! Queen Sophie called it “pocket change”, but let’s be real here. Master Lucas demanded and received significant monies from his servants! That’s a profound use of power by a 16-year-old!
But it’s pretty clear that Master Lucas is a burgeoning Protector Alpha who is quite self-aware about his power and importance to hierarchy. His comment about his mother “enjoying the perks of his Alphahood” really resonated with me! Some Alphas take YEARS to truly appreciate Alphahood as a gift to be cherished, nurtured, protected, and utilized for good, but young Master Lucas is already far ahead of these older Alphas! It’s honestly so encouraging to hear!
I love to hear Queen Sophie’s pride as the mother of a son who will probably become a God Alpha sooner than later. She recognizes the esteemed privilege she’s been given and the precious role she’s been allowed to play in Master Lucas’s development! It’s far too rare to hear of women who truly understand and respect hierarchy the way she does!
Frankly, I can’t wait to hear her update about this new Alpha in her life as well! It’s obvious that her lessons in hierarchy have guided her decisions in terms of mates!
I’m so proud of my beloved Master Lucas and his mother, Queen Sophie! They are patron saints of hierarchy around here, and they will always have my devotion and praise!
