The following post is part of a thread chronicling the service of a faggot named Matt who is owned by an intense 35-year-old Alpha named Master Connor. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!

Last week we were introduced to a faggot named Matt and the brutal, violent Alpha who owns him, Master Connor. Matt told me about how Master Connor would beat him before breeding him aggressively, something that alarmed me quite a bit.

Matt decided to continue serving Master Connor, which I can understand to some degree. Matt was newly in chastity for Master Connor, but he asked me if I thought he should offer his Master the keys to his chastity, thereby completely surrendering control over his body to a Master whose temper seems to turn on a dime.

I told Matt he should offer Master Connor the keys in order to demonstrate real submission and trust. Matt did that, and this was the result:

So today was the day I handed over the keys to my clit to Master Connor. I wasn’t sure how he would react. I came over before his kickboxing session and offered them to him saying it only felt right for him to hold that power over a faggot in service like me.

His reaction? Laughter. He let me know just how pathetic one must be to not only wear a clit cage but to essentially beg a Man like himself to keep the keys. But after ridiculing me, he said it was the right thing to do.

He then told me how he felt about my clit. Said it was annoying and disgusting to see it sticking out in my panties when I was serving and he was using me. He asked if I thought I deserved to even have a dick – as limp and useless as it is.

I, of course, agreed with his assessment and  said how embarrassing it was to have something that even attempted to emulate the strength and power of a true Man.

I suggested that I could get a smaller and smaller cage the longer I stayed locked and make it less and less noticeable. He nodded then told me to drop my panties!

I’ve never intentionally exposed myself to him in that way and he’s never demanded it (or wanted it). He looked down for a few seconds and then stared into my eyes saying “when I get back, you’ll tell me how small it can get – how much it can disappear – because I never want to see that excuse for a dick sticking out like that ever again.”

With that, he walked out with the keys to my cage still in hand and I was left naked with my mind racing about how to address his demands.

I’ve definitely explored smaller cages and have even downsized a couple of times. But I’m already down to the small size – only two away from a nub/flat cage.

After getting the meal prepped and baking in the oven, I decided to pull up the smaller options and have them ready for when Master Connor returned. 

Like last time, he came back drenched in sweat. I was immediately in heat. I wanted to lick every drop from his body and then some. He stared at me as I kneeled admiring all of his glory. Then I looked up and our eyes locked. He grabbed my head and buried my face into his crotch just holding me there for a minute. I kept taking deep breaths of his God scent. Feeling his thick dick and heavy balls pressed against my drooling mouth as I lost all sense of the world around me.

He yanked my head back. Spit in my face. And then said “how small do YOU want it to be?”

I was totally caught off guard. At first I didn’t understand why he’d want me to have an opinion instead of telling me what he wanted – expected – demanded. But then I realized he wanted me to know what he wanted and expected and to demand it of myself.

Meekly, I replied “as small as it can get Sir.”

He nodded as if in thought. Then simply said “then do it faggot.”

I just suggested to and agreed to cram my nub into something so tiny that I wasn’t sure if it was even possible. But I somehow wanted it too even if it hurt. For HIM.

Before I could even fully process that next step, he was taking off his shorts and trunks. I was so excited to choke on his cock. But instead I began gagging on his sweat-soaked trunks as he shoved them into my mouth. 

Then, over the counter I went. A fast blistering to my ass that was intense but left me whimpering through his salty, musky underwear in my mouth with no time to cry out. With only a little spit, he drove his thick dick deep into my pussy. Wow. I’ve never felt such a raw power and dominance. It definitively hurt but only physically. In every other way it felt totally right. 

As he bred me with incredible aggression, he spoke to me. The words he said would be vile to anyone with any dignity but, for me, affirmed my position as HIS faggot and it brought me peace, almost bliss – even as I knew my cunt would hurt so badly the next day. I didn’t care in that moment. I knew this was right and I got lost in his rut – drooling and babbling mindlessly through his underwear stuffed in my mouth.

When he finally shot his Alpha load deep in my guts, I was completely transported to a different state of being. I was shaking and shivering. He had barely taken the soaked trunks out of my mouth before I was instinctively cleaning his cock in total worship. He let out a hot, large stream of piss and I choked it down faster than I’ve ever had to before.

About that time, the timer went off. He threw the trunks at me and said “sniff those as much as you want faggot. Just order me new ones when you order your tiny little cage you fucking cocksucker.” And with that, no recovery time today. Just dismissal with orders and a souvenir that will forever imprint me. 

About to order the smallest cage available from Kink3D. And then it’s to ordering him new underwear as I sniff the pair I will forever worship.

I think it’s clear that not all hyper-aggressive and borderline violent Alphas are detrimental to faggots. Quite the opposite! Master Connor is banging Matt into shape, crafting him with hammer-blows into a faggot useful for his level of Alpha rage!

This experience shows Master Connor’s innate understanding of the power of his scented sweat on the mind of a faggot. It also shows how well Master Connor unapologetically embraces the enormity of his Alphahood and the rights that affords him. He knows it’s him right to borderline-rape his faggot and then forcibly make the faggot swallow his piss without warning. Some Alphas just get it.

I’m very proud of my brother Matt for being flexible and allowing his Master to guide his descension into perpetual subspace. He may not have many other choices, but he’s honestly trying to fulfill Master Connor’s demands. It’s pretty clear that perpetual subspace has taken over Matt’s mind thanks to Master Connor’s scented underwear and the frequent violent breedings!

Behind all of the violence and rage, I sense that Master Connor has purpose behind his actions. I’m probably as eager as Matt to find out what that full purpose looks like!

The following post is part of a thread chronicling the service of a faggot named Matt who is owned by an intense 35-year-old Alpha named Master Connor. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!

Some time ago I received a letter in my “Questions From Readers” inbox from a faggot named Matt. You can read that by CLICKING HERE. In the letter, Matt described some particularly brutal spankings/beatings from his Master, Connor. These abuse sessions would leave Matt in tears and great pain, and then Master Connor would fuck him brutally and breed him.

I was somewhat alarmed by what I heard, although it’s far from the worst abuse I’ve heard of at the hands of sadistic Masters. I also know that some Alphas need the physical violence to get them amped up to fuck (like the way a cage fighter might warm up before a match). I felt like Matt received enough pleasure from the experience to advise him to remain in the situation and give his Master more time.

Boy, I’m glad I told him that!

Today I received an update from Matt that really stunned me. I’m not even going to waste time talking about it. Here’s Matt’s follow-up:

Hi sam!

Thank you for your response and recommending that I stick with it to see if the dynamic improves.

I thought about ways to help with his aggression and anger and came up with an idea. He lives walking distance from a kickboxing facility and I called to see what classes or one-on-one training would cost. I bit the bullet and gifted my Alpha two weekly sessions as a way to unleash his violence in a more constructive way. He was, to my surprise, quite pleased with the offer.

Yesterday was his first session. He had me come over right before to start prepping dinner while he was at the gym. Before he left, I was in the kitchen, just wearing my lace panties to cover my caged clit when he came up behind me and started spanking me. Hard. But not anything like he had been. Just enough to put me in my place and give me a reminder of his dominance before leaving me to cook. I was so anxious about how his session would go and what he’d be like upon his return. 

About an hour later, he came in drenched in sweat. I guess he didn’t bother with the showers there as he lives so close by. What happened next was AMAZING.

Without words, he grabbed me by the hair and had me on my knees burying my face in his ass. At first through his gym shorts but quickly face first into his bare beautiful, muscular ass. It was clear he wanted a tongue bath – telling me to “make out with my asshole like a good faggot”. Gladly!

Just as I was getting as deep as possible with my tongue, he roughly grabbed my head and turned to have me gagging on his incredible cock. It was a very aggressive face fucking but I almost didn’t notice how hard he was pumping because I was so high on the scents and pheromones coming out of his sweaty God body.

I knew he’d likely finish his rut with an assault on my pussy. Which he did. A little spanking involved but, again, much less violent than before. It didn’t take long for him to fully breed my pussy and he collapsed on the sofa next to me. Total bliss. This time just a few tears from me but of JOY! I was so satisfied with my service and his different approach to using me after the workout I had paid for.

But it got better! As I was laying on his chest still glowing from the experience, he actually started fingering my sore pussy as he stared directly into my eyes. I was so confused. Why would he do this? My clit is caged and my service to him alone is enough. Then he began to put those same fingers into my mouth to tongue bathe. He was feeding me his massive load directly from my gaping pussy! He repeated this multiple times to the point that I finally whimpered that I was close to squirting. He played with my pussy a little more but didn’t build to the point of me squirting. I wanted to warn him as I didn’t think he’d want my fag fluid on his sofa or hand. I think I was right!

He then took me to the shower where he had me soap and cleanse his body. He pissed on me and down my throat before getting dried off and in lounge clothes. He had me get the meal reheated and dismissed me as he began watching TV and eating the food I proudly made for him while he was away. I don’t think I’ve ever felt so perfect in a moment as a faggot.

It has been such an amazing weekend! I hope our dynamic continues in this direction! More intimate, less violent but still very distinctly built on the natural hierarchy.

What a stunning departure for Master Connor! I told Matt that I felt like Master Connor was becoming more focused with the use of his power, and he agreed. This is part of what I often call “Alpha Ascension”, when an Alpha becomes more powerful and also embraces that power in meaningful ways that transforms and elevates everything in his life.

This experience only confirms that Master Connor wants complete ownership of Matt. Master Connor is elevating, becoming more than just an Alpha. Any Alpha can spank or hit or punch a faggot. But an elevated Alpha, a Master, wants to imprint his ownership on a faggot’s heart and mind.

That’s what Master Connor is becoming. I’m so glad Matt stayed to witness it firsthand!

Master Max (@mastermaxworld) might be one of the most voraciously-worshiped Alphas in the entire world. Faggots everywhere are IN LOVE with every little detail of both his body AND his heart. He’s playful, sexy, sincere, dominant, and always in command. Even though he indulges his faggots’ desperate needs, his needs always come first.

Here he is literally being devoured by three lusty faggots. Everything about him is consumed on a daily basis. It’s made him rich, well-traveled, and famous.

And I love that for him!

Sucking and worshiping dick puts faggots deep in subspace. You can see it clearly in this cocksucker’s eyes, the sleepy lids, and the aimless tongue.

The taste, the smell, the weight, and the warmth of an Alpha’s cock are all it needs to feel like it’s finally “home”.

The following post is part of a thread chronicling the ascension of a straight Alpha named Mike who has taken ownership of his first faggot named Benjamin. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!

Easily one of the most magnetic Alphas I’ve ever met on this site, Master Mike dramatically revealed himself after his faggot Benjamin had written several effusive letters about him. Since then, I’ve had the distinct pleasure of conversing with him and coming to comprehend the true power and depth of understanding he has. It’s awe-inspiring.

God Alphas like Master Mike invest time in the mentorship of their Alpha Packs as much as they do in the development and training of their faggots. Having spent his life playing sports, Master Mike is keenly aware of the Alpha Pack dynamic and how it helps develop each Alpha into elite competitors.

In my last post about Master Mike showing off his faggot to his Alpha brothers, I mused that his Alpha brothers would probably want faggots of their own. Well, guess what …

You were right about the other team mates wanting in on owning faggots. The whole team has been talking about it in the locker rooms this last week. A lot of questions about how it happened and what I have Benji do for me. Two of the guys have asked for advice on how they might get their own. You were also right about the one who was a bit of a problem at mine. He was trying to spread the rumour that I was a gay pervert and Benji was my bf. Noone believed him of course but I had to have a word with him in private. He has stopped running his mouth and his lip has already healed up. So it looks like I might end up with a pack of Alphas after all. I have also expanded Benji’s duties a little more. Until now it has been a rota with each of us doing team laundry in turn. Worked out about 2 or 3 times a year with each person. That usually meant their girlfriend/wife or the boyfriend of the one gay guy on the team. 24 guys, each having 2 jerseys 2 pairs of shorts and 2 pairs of socks a week plus towels. I thought I would be considerate. Noone ever wants to do them and the women tend to moan and whine and definitely don’t put out when it is their turn. So I have made a deal with everyone. £5 a week each and Benji will sort it all. Every single one of them has signed up. Benji will wash the clothes and dry them. He is also ironing every item including the socks. He is thanking me for the privilege. And I am getting paid £120 a week for him to do so. That is £480 a month which is almost half my child support payment! If I had known just how good life could be with Benji as my fagpet I would have forced him into submission years ago.

I have been thinking about marks of ownership and customization and I think I have settled on a couple I might get over the next year. The first is a necklace like the one you sent in that post. Next is a tattoo. I think on his shoulder blade/back of my bite mark and have “Property of Master Mike” underneath. The last is a tongue piercing though I am not completely sold on it. Think it might be nice to feel while he worships my feet. The only thing I am certain on is he will be customized and it will be my choice what he gets. He has spent every night of the last week voluntarily at mine. He must be fully addicted to my power and desperate to serve.

So awesome to hear!

However, there was a rugby party featuring Master Mike and his Alpha Pack being served steaks by Benjamin. So I inquired about it, and found out a lot more.

The party was part of the rugby day. It went very well actually. Perfect medium rare on each steak. I can definitely understand wanting in after that. Especially for the single guy who attended. Not that he will be single for long knowing him. Benji is thrilled with his new job as team laundry maid. We have already begun scent training with my workout jocks. My plan is to get him to a point where he can pick out my smell from a lineup blindfolded. To help with this I have told the team not to worry too much if their workout/training/match underwear ends up in the laundry bags. Some of the bitches used to complain if it happened as if it was deliberate. But for Benji it will be a teaching tool. All Alphas have a smell but some are far stronger better and more intoxicating. As with everything else Benji has been very quick to please. Fastest turnaround on team uniforms I can remember and he fucking thanked me for it. He doesn’t even care that I am keeping all the money for his services. He is just happy doing any job I give him. The gay guy smis definitely not in an Alpha/faggot thing. Matt and Joel have been married 2 years and are a great couple. That said he was very unsurprised about Benji. They knew each other and apparently it is quite common for “sub gay bottoms”? I think Matt is the top (is that the right word?) and Joel handles most of the household stuff. But it is not the same as Benji. Come to think of it I might ask Matt about using guys for sex. He probably has the best insight for me and tips on how not to injure someone. Of course I thought of you.

Your work has massively changed my life for the better. It even has me reclassifying my sexuality. I am definitely physically attracted to women and not men. But the thing which turns me on more than any strip show or porn is completely dominating someone. I get chubbed up when I tackle someone in rugby and pin them to the ground. I am fucking rock hard when I give Benji an order and hear that automatic response of “Yes Master” and watch him do whatever task I have set. I was leaking the entire time Benji was exposing and humiliating himself infront of my teammates. I an sexually aroused by control and it doesn’t matter who of. I will dominate everyone around me. I will fuck anyone around me. And I will get off doing it. And thanks to you I have a fag who is front and centre to catch every last inch and drop. I also want to have a voice on your website who is advocating for a less abusive form of ownership. A lot of your straight Alphas seem unnecessarily harsh. And honestly I think they don’t realise that a faggot who feels more secure in ownership and more like a pet will provide much better service.

I was very touched by Master Mike’s gracious compliment about my influence on his rapidly-improving life. But more fascinating to me was Master Mike’s thoughtful insights into his own sexual needs. Personally, I don’t think he needs to reclassify his sexuality just because he enjoys pumping Benjamin full of cum. He will always be beyond the labels of common males.

But then Master Mike opened up an intriguing training exercise that really excited me:

I am very happy to weed out certain individuals. Definitely regret giving one of them a chance but that’s in the past. I am sure Benji will do well with my scent. The last week has seen him revising using the socks from our training session. I am going to build up so that he is able to identify me no matter how many people are around. It is going to be a bit of a party trick for him. I did also wake up a couple of days ago and found him curled up on his bed in the kitchen with a pair of boxers I wore to work. His little fag clit was straining so hard in it’s cage but he was sleeping so peacefully. It is odd to imagine being willing to lock away your cock but I guess that is one of the things which separates Men and fags. The next time he cums will be from me fucking my fags holes. I definitely can imagine how the gagging and drooling will put me in a full rutting mood. I mainly want to know from Matt how to avoid damage. Benji is less use to me if I have to take him to the vets or he has some form of injury. I know for a fact he is going to enjoy whatever I do to him. He has never been very promiscuous and I think it has been over a year since he was fucked. I will ready your post at some point. Got a date tonight I need to prepare for. You think I should take her back to mine and fuck her where Benji can hear? Or go to hers and slip out once I’m done?

I love this scent training exercise Master Mike has devised! Straight Alphas are often quite surprised by the ability of faggots to be trained so accurately on their Alpha’s scent, and I have no doubt Benji will pass this test even with the scents of the entire rugby team in this nose.

I think it’s clear just how clever and playful Master Mike is. He reminds me of some of my best Masters and some of the more powerful Alphas that have graced this site. It’s such a joy to be able to be used by him as a sounding board and advisor, even though he needs nothing from me.

But that is the measure of a God Alpha: how he builds his Alpha Pack and how he treats inferiors!

Hi Sam, my name is Jerome, I’m 19, and I’m from France. I think I am straight but I might be bi because I find femboys really attractive. Since I was 13 I have been attracted to girls. I kissed for the first time when I was 14 and lost my virginity with a girl when I was 16. But last year I started watching femboy porn from a website called Heteroflexible and I can’t stop thinking on how hot and submissive they are. I found your website in January and no need to say that I’ve been jerking off everyday to the videos and stories of submissive faggots.

But I wanna ask your opinion about something else. I have a twin sister who I have always loved and protected with my life, we’re very close to each other. She has been a ballet dancer for 15 years now, so most of her friends are from ballet. And so, our house is always full of gorgeous girls training their steps and a handful of sexy femboys showing their legs and asses while they dance.

She has three really close “male” friends who are always in our house practicing with her. Sometimes they call me to help carry their boxes and suitcases with the costumes of their shows. Last December, one of this guys asked me to help him and while I was carrying his heavy suitcase full of ballet costumes he said that their ballet group only had “the girls and 3 bottoms”, so they were lucky to have me, a real man, around. Then he started to text me more and more and send me videos of him dancing. Here in France ballet is a serious thing so, although I’m not into it, I recognize the amount of effort and energy they put to achieve their goals. Long story short, after sending me his videos for two weeks, I thought it was about time to give the boy what he really wanted, so I asked him if he wanted to hang out after their concert. They performed the Nutcracker and, after the show, he gave me the best blowjob I have ever received in my life. Since then, I have been fucking him at least twice a week. He’s a perfect femboy wearing makeup and very girly clothes.

My question for you is: the other two guys who dance with my sister are also very girly and attractive. I really wanna try their mouths and asses as well, but I love my sister and I know how important this dance company is to her, so I wanna do it in a subtle way. In other words, based on your experience with young fags, do you think they would get jealous and cause a crisis if I try to fuck all of them, or maybe will they get excited and want to serve me together? (that would be a dream coming true). I know it is hard to say since you don’t know them, but they are three fags between 19 and 21 years old, very attractive and sexy. I’m pretty sure I can fuck all of them if I try to approach them, but I don’t know if I could keep a secret from one another. Am I an asshole for thinking like that, or is it normal to want to have three fags for me?

Thanks!

Thank you so much for writing to me, Sir! 

I want to start off by congratulating you on embracing your Alphahood and your power at such a young age! Many straight Alphas hold back from expressing the full strength of their desire for power and dominance for fear of being judged as doing something “wrong”. As you’re discovering, YOU are the one who leads, and everyone else obeys. You’re too superior to ever worry about what lesser people think or expect of you! 

I’d also like to commend you for taking ownership of your first faggot, Sir! What an exciting new world of dominance you opened up the moment you shoved your dick into that faggot’s throat and pumped your cum into it! I’m sure it was incredibly exciting to discover that owning and using a faggot that way didn’t change who you are at all, other than the power you felt within! 

So let’s deal with the first issue: your sister. I doubt very seriously that you’ll need to worry about the faggots causing a problem or ruining your sister’s dance troupe. These three faggots want to succeed and do well in this performance, so whatever “drama” that might result shouldn’t spill over into the dance. This is particularly true if you do your part to firmly take control of these faggots, Sir.

As for whether you should fuck and breed the other two faggots, I think you answered your own question when you said “(that would be a dream coming true)”. You WANT to own them and fuck them, Sir, SO THAT’S EXACTLY WHAT YOU SHOULD DO. Alphas are the gods of our world, and they deserve nothing less than anything they want! 

I have something of an opinion about how you can go about this, Sir. I suggest that you hurry and take ownership of the other two by breeding them. Then, you collect the three of them and put all three of them on their knees as you stand over them. Then you tell them what is happening: that you intend to own all three of them as your personal faggots. Make it clear to them that they are faggot brothers serving you together, and you expect them to cooperate. MAKE THEM AGREE TO THOSE TERMS. Then do some call/response with each of them, demanding that they tell you what they are (“a faggot, Sir”) followed by you telling it “Good Boy”. After that is completed, tell them to worship you together, making them kiss your feet and bulge, and scent training on your crotch and armpits. 

Then I think you should put all three of them in chastity, Sir. This will keep them in line and totally horny to serve you. The best way to cage a faggot (in my opinion) is to make it a ceremony so that it is special to the faggot and leaves an impression. You can lock them yourself (recommended) or supervise them self-locking. 

These are my suggestions, Sir. I hope they please you and give you some inspiration! 

Just always keep in mind that nature made you superior, and you are merely fulfilling that promise. And by owning and using these faggots (same with females), you help them find fulfillment as well in their submission to you! 

Again, I thank you so much for writing to me, Sir! Such an honor! If you want, you can write to me directly at hierarchyuniversity@gmail.com!  

Have a question? CLICK HERE to ask!

I’ve never been a huge proponent of online findom for a variety of reasons, but my main objection is this: it weakens Hierarchy by encouraging lazy, selfish faggot behavior while elevating unworthy dumbfucks to the rank of Alpha simply for being attractive or cartoonishly “dominant”.

Now, the faggot nonsense I can brush aside (after all, life will be a harsh Master in the long run), but these fake “Masters” of findom really offended me. You see, I’ve been fortunate in my faggot career to have been owned in real life by some of the greatest straight Alphas I’ve ever known. I know true Alphahood when I see it not only I’ve served them, but also because I have a deep appreciation for Hierarchical truth. And lemme tell you, Alphas aren’t defined by the number of feet pics they post online.

Having said that, I can confidently tell you that Master Virgo (@KingVir919404 on X) is one of the purest straight God Alphas in all of online findom.

I met him around 2021 and was instantly captivated by his chilly, casual demeanor. I was also excited to find out he owned live-in faggots despite being resolutely heterosexual. His early interactions with me were curt and dismissive, as if he was a movie star who couldn’t be bothered. Then one evening I was speaking with one of his live-in faggots in a Twitter Space when Master Virgo arrived home and began barking orders to his faggots, and I could sense his gigantic presence over the phone!

Another thing you quickly come to understand about Master Virgo is that he’s an Alpha who lives a high-class lifestyle bedazzled with luxury items and experiences. He associates with the wealthy and well-connected. You might catch him in exclusive clubs, or on a private beach at an expensive resort, or making a splash at The Met Ball. He smokes the best cigars, fucks supermodels, and drinks from the top shelf. He uses cash to light his smokes. Here are a few pics to give you a taste of his everyday life:

All of this lavish lifestyle is provided by Master Virgo’s large, solvent stable of owned faggots.

In fact, it’s the quality of Master Virgo’s faggots that best defines his actual power. His faggots are loyal and extremely submissive in their service to him despite the fact that Master Virgo will never give them anything sexual or romantic.

I had the distinct pleasure of speaking with one of Master Virgo’s favorite possessions, a faggot named Tyrell (@joyofsubmission on X). I asked this faggot if he might write about his experience as one of Master Virgo’s favorite owned faggots, and he wrote this:

I would like to start out by saying I’m not some self-hating, low-hanging fruit that would’ve
served just any pair feet with a middle finger. I’m an educated professional. Decent looking, sociable,
with friends and family that love and respect me. I say this not to elevate myself in anyway from any of
my brothers in servitude (I am absolutely, an owned, domesticated and completely subjugated faggot to
a real man after all), but to highlight just how powerful my Master is. He is my King, my Daddy, my
owner, my guiding light, and my purpose. I am happy to share how He came to claim what was always
His.

It all started with photo on twitter. They say a picture’s worth a thousand words, but in a true-to-this
Alpha male’s case, worth $o much more. I’ve always felt that aching need to submit to a real man and
like so many faggots before me, chased that feeling into Findom. However, I had grown bored with the
temporary, transactional sensations and had deleted my Findom twitter and resigned myself to move
on, unsatisfied. That is until the hand of fate brought a photo of who would become my Master across
my vanilla twitter timeline through a mutual’s displayed likes no less.

I was completely entranced! The style, the poise, the confidence. I had to know more, and
proceeded to do a deep dive down his timeline, greedily absorbing all I could. Before I knew it, I found
myself creating another account. Sending a message, and of course out of respect, including a
screenshot of my first tribute in over a year. He took his time responding which was a response in and of
itself. I waited on pins and needles, and was thrilled to be acknowledged by this Man. I continued to
send more tributes, and eagerly answered any and all questions He had for me over time.
In his wisdom and prescience, knowing what I had only yet begun to learn, he eventually invited
me to treat him to lunch as I had recently moved to His city. He set a date and chose a location. I was
unquestionably excited, but like many faggots in denial I thought to myself – “sure, I’ll meet him. Most
of these doms aren’t the real deal and I’m sure I’ll see that up close and personal. I’ll just get it out of my system and dispel the illusion.”

The day finally came and I couldn’t have been more wrong. From jump he provided instruction- telling
me how to dress for the occasion. Where to park and await his arrival, opening his door (I’ve since been
trained to always open every door for him when in His presence). I didn’t realize it but I was already
being trained for the role he had prepared for me. As He stepped out of His vehicle and I looked up at
Him, every question I had about His authenticity was obliterated. My knees buckled, and the only thing
keeping me standing was that He had not yet given me permission to kneel. When He finally did it was a relief and a confirmation all in one.

Throughout the course of the meal and the conversation I was so taken aback by how multi-dimensional He was. He was charming, charismatic and smooth. He was witty, thoughtful, even courteous, but always in control. He spoke to me with a familiarity that I grew increasingly desperate to earn. By the time He asked me what I wanted (already knowing the answer) I could hardly recognize myself as my lips parted and the most honest thing I had ever said escaped them – “I want to be Your bitch.” I repeated myself as he looked on expectantly and grew practically hysterical. I had lost all composure. There was no more playing it cool. My statement turned into a plea. There I was in a public restaurant, palms open and begging Him to make me His bitch. I had never been so vulnerable in my entire life.

“We’ll see”. Was His response with a cocky, self-sure smile. I knew He had already seen, but would make
me earn it nonetheless.

The rest is history. I would continue to drive to Him on my days off when requested. He quickly
established that my time was His and I offered no resistance. Each task a lesson. Each instruction a line
of code in my programming as He continued to shape me in the ways He saw fit. He broke me in good
and thorough with physical discipline of course. Took me to the pet store to pick out my own collar and
leash. A dog bowl to eat and drink out of when instructed. He made sure to instill respect and obedience
in me as second nature, but also stimulated me intellectually, and spiritually. We’d have conversations
about music, and politics and life. He’d teach me things and listen acutely as I shared my passions as
well.

From picking up His drycleaning to chaperoning His dates with women as chauffer and wallet, being a
sounding board for His business, he continued to find uses for me and grant me opportunities to serve.
My love, admiration, and respect for King Virgo only continued to bloom and I have not stopped sinking
since. He has taught me the most valuable trait for any faggot, perhaps any person, to have – Gratitude.
Three years later and it has seen me through every stage of his total domination. When I am given a foot to kiss or massage after long day, I am grateful. When I am given soiled clothes to wash, I am grateful. When I am given an opportunity to prepare breakfast, lunch, dinner and dessert, I am grateful. When I am given His piss to drink, I am grateful. When I am given a meal to cover, a bill to pay, an item to order, I am grateful.

I am grateful because I am HIS. And with that, comes a deep commitment to being the best version of
myself because that is what He deserves. I strive to advance my career, my skills, and my aptitude all to
protect his investment in me as his property and make good on the potential He sees in me. He’s the
greatest man I have ever known. He has my complete and unconditional surrender. There’s little doubt
in my mind that I will belong to Him for the rest of my life. And for that certainty, that clarity of purpose so few in this world achieve, I am grateful.

INCREDIBLE!

Speaking as a faggot who has some adjunct, distant-orbit history with Master Virgo, there is so much in this faggot’s adoring testimonial that rings absolutely true. For example, in this we experience His exacting dominance and precise expectations. You see, Master Virgo operates at a very high level, and he expects everyone he allows into his orbit – his women, his associations, his faggots – to elevate and perform at his elite expectations. You can hear that is this faggot’s words.

Now, many faggots fail and fall away under Master Virgo’s withering and relentless demands, but that’s okay. They simply shouldn’t be serving him. He will always have faggots desiring a place kneeling on the ground at his feet. What Master Virgo is doing is training his faggots, shaping them and disciplining them so that they become the best version of themselves.

I think of Master Virgo like a drill sergeant in the military. Nobody likes the drill sergeant at first as he screams in their face and abuses them, forcing them to push their bodies and minds past the breaking point. But what happens after that? The soldiers improve, becoming focused and sharpened to a fine point. By the end of it, they are grateful to the drill sergeant for making them an elite fighting force.

So it is with Master Virgo and his tight stable of elite faggots. He has fashioned and honed his faggots into the best possible versions of themselves, because they represent him and reflect on his great name.

And that view to purposeful training leads to something absolutely wonderful in his personal faggots: self-respect. You can hear that self-respect in the testimony above. Master Virgo values his faggot properties just the way he values the expensive watches, cigars, homes, cars, etc., that decorate and enrich his life. His faggots are buffed to a high shine and made to sparkle in every effort they expend in serving him. Every door opening becomes a chance to experience elite purpose, elevating the faggot and giving it meaning.

To that end, look at the collage Master Virgo created of pics he’s taken with his faggot. How many Masters would take the time to craft a loving emblem of his faithful faggot’s service?

The end result of such rigorous training and elevating is something Tyrell focuses on heavily at the end of his letter: GRATITUDE. He rightly recognizes that, as a faggot, he would’ve been nothing without Master Virgo. He would’ve been lost amongst the rabble, being used and tossed aside or worse, abused and damaged beyond repair.

But Master Virgo looked down upon him and his stable mates and saw potential in them. He gave them purpose in his service, and gave them meaning. And, like any withered plant that is watered and cultivated by a skilled gardener, his faggots have come to life and flourished under his care.

I love this video clip. Watch it first:

Some might see Master Virgo casually dribbling spit on his faggot and recoil. However, I see a faggot at peace, allowed to rest its head on its Master’s leg and watch him adoringly the way a faithful dog stares at its Owner. It’s beautiful.

I am so grateful to Master Virgo for allowing his faggot to write up this very personal tribute, as well as allowing me to publish it for the world to experience. It is my hope that all of the faggots who read this can understand that their purpose as faggots can have meaning in the hands of a straight and truly powerful Alpha King. I also hope that any Alphas reading this will also appreciate that abuse and humiliation isn’t true dominance or power.

Thanks again to Master Virgo for this unprecedented peek into his elite world!

Master Pitter (@flav66612 on X) understands that his faggots need time to worship and meditate on their purpose and his ownership while scent training.

It’s such an easy way to maintain subspace in your stable faggots!

HierarchyIsLaw

Just listen to the way this black Alpha talks to his cocksucker! This is how an Alpha gets into the head of a faggot, controls them, and owns them.

Scent training a faggot is vitally important in order to addict the faggot and focus its mind on the commands its Owner.

I thought this video took ball-scent training to the next level, actually putting the fag’s head inside the Alpha’s underwear so that the faggot has no choice except receiving a complete blast of its Master’s pheromones!

This post is part of a thread following the life of a faggot named Kyle who managed to convince his high school crush, a straight Alpha named Andrew, to allow him to serve. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!
 

This post is part of a thread following the development of a straight French Alpha named David who discovered that his roommate Vincent is really a faggot. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!

Every straight Alpha who discovers the truth about Hierarchy and the purpose of faggots is faced with a dilemma. Will he reject/ignore the services of the faggot, or will he explore/embrace the services of the faggot?

There are a variety of factors that determine which way a straight Alpha will lean, but the most important one is this: how confident/powerful is the Alpha?

Truly powerful straight Alphas find the use and ownership of faggots to be irresistible. Faggots give these Men the kind of worship and slavish devotion they cannot receive from their females or really anywhere else, and it’s this kind of worship that grows power within the Alpha. He starts to see himself as something more than a mere Man, but rather a King, a god.

Like I said, it’s an irresistible opportunity.

Master David discovered that his roommate Vincent is actually a faggot and he recently took ownership of him. One thing that really stood out to me from that initial experience was Master David’s rock hard cock that resulted from having his feet worshiped by Vincent. It got Master David so worked up that he later masturbated. Keep in mind this has nothing to do with Master David’s sexual orientation, but rather it has everything to do with his need for POWER as a young Alpha.

When I concluded my recap of Master David’s first experience, I encouraged him to explore the sexual use of faggots. While I didn’t really expect him to do anything right away, I knew it would open his mind to all of the possibilities now ahead of him.

Possibilities like this:

It has been two days since Vincent submitted to me as my slave and I must say you’re right: I just fucking LOVE the feeling of power! I had Vincent sniff my armpits after gym and he was so desperately thankful, he couldn’t stop saying “thank you master, thank you so much, thank you, my master…” I have made him lie on his back and I cleaned my feet on his face, he was in ecstasy! And when I was lying on the couch, he licked my feet all evening, it was incredible! I had no idea my feet were such an erogenous zone, it was delicious, I loved it!

Also, I told Vincent that from now on, I was not going to lift a finger to clean the house or to run errands. He replied cheerfully, “Of course, master! Your time is too precious to waste on such menial tasks! I’ll take care of everything for you, master, just tell me what you want, your desires are my commands!”

It feels just unreal and magical. That boy is willing to endure any humiliation and do any chore just for my pleasure and my comfort! And just because he thinks I’m hot and strong and smart! That’s crazy! I love to be a king!

I absolutely love the fact that Master David took my advice to scent train his faggot! Alphas often fail to appreciate the power of their scent. They think they stink, but to inferiors with the genetic receptors (like faggots), their scent is almost sweet and highly addictive. Once a faggot has fully imprinted on its Alpha’s scent, that imprinting lasts a lifetime.

I also think it’s great that Master David is enjoying the foot worship of his faggot. Feet ARE an erogenous zone, but it’s more than just physical sensation that makes it so hot. It’s a submissive act to kiss and lick another person’s feet, so when a faggot does this to a straight Alpha he suddenly feels like royalty!

Master David added a little something at the end of his message to me that makes me feel like he’s eager to try more with his new slave:

I’m reflecting on what you say about using him sexually. It is true that all that power is arousing me so very much. I have a hard on just thinking of it. I guess it doesn’t make me gay if I’m the one who penetrates but isn’t being penetrated… I’ll think about it.

Very revealing! I love Master David’s honesty and transparency as he grows and expands his power! If he decides to fuck his faggot’s throat or ass, I cannot wait to hear how he feels then!

Regardless, faggot ownership is improving Master David’s life daily, and it’s helping him become what he was born to be: A KING!

The following post is part of a thread chronicling the enslavement of a 53-year-old faggot (a former Top) named Mike by a 31-year-old Alpha Master named Steve. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!

I’ve been pretty thrilled by the story Mike the faggot has been telling me about the training he’s receiving under the control of Master Steve. Little by little Master Steve is tightening his grip on the life of his eager faggot, stripping him of the delusions he once had about himself and teaching him how to truly serve.

In the previous post, we saw Master Steve mark his faggot pretty dramatically, cumming on his chastity cage and leaving Mike’s mind swirling and delirious. At the end of the post, I mentioned that I was excited to see what Master Steve had in store for his new faggot.

Well, I wasn’t expecting this!

The second weekend of my punishment was filled lots of firsts.  I am not sure the reasons for so many test or why.  But I stayed calm and felt what Master Steve was doing was for my own personal growth as well as his pleasure. 

When I got to his house on Saturday, his sister was there so around her we only act like boyfriends. He only suddenly shows off his dominance between him and I around her.  My cage was a constant reminder of his control.  I need to write a separate just about my mental and psychological feelings, being engaged for the first time. 

Saturday night when we got to bed, he once again ask me to sniff his pits while he jerked off.  Of course he knew I was straining in my cage and I feel this was turning him on even more.  He even allowed me to lick 2x.  Once again he blew his load on my cage.  Once he was fully relieved, he kissed me on the cheek and said we need to get some sleep.  Here I was straining immensely in my cage so sexually frustrated with his fresh load drenched on my locked cock.  It took me a while to deal with my frustration while he was fast asleep.

The next morning, before I started to make his breakfast, he called me into the bathroom.  He asked for me to sit on the toilet, and then he proceeded to piss on my locked cage.    I assume this was another way of him marking his territory as he did with the cum.  As he left the bathroom, he told me to get in the shower because I was smelling like piss.

After I got out of the shower, he asked me have I been going to the gym?   I didn’t wanna lie because I haven’t. I’ve been too embarrassed and worried about someone seeing me in my cage.  I told him no and exactly why.  He asked for me to get ready that we were gonna go for a little bit.  He said here wear this and no underwear.  It was a tight pair of nylon shorts that definitely showed off my cage.

The gym overall was not too crowded.  After we did a light workout, I was hoping to head back home, but he said let’s go take showers before we go home.  Mentally I went in full panic mode.  When we got into the dressing room, luckily no one was in there we both quickly stripped, and we walked to the shower.  The shower holds about 10 people.  As we got into the shower, he stood in front of me and began pissing on my cage again.  I was both turned on and scared to death at the same time looking around hoping no one would see.  

He finished showering before me and left.  About this time these two other guys walk in the shower and I could see them staring.  They didn’t say a word.  I left the shower and went to my locker Steve was nowhere to be found.  About this time this black guy I believe his name is Kevin comes in and starts changing clothes.  He kinda smirked and said well I never expected you to be a fag, nice cage.  He asks was I self locked or did I have a keyholder.  I froze for a second and quietly said Master.  He  smiled and said lucky guy.  About this time, Steve comes around the corner and simply says yeah I’m the one that locked him.  Steve looks at me and says get your clothes on. Let’s go.  I see the two of them continue to talk and laugh.  When I finally get ready, tell master.  They say bye to each other and I see Kevin just staring.  When we get in the truck Master Steve said he was proud of me. That made me feel great.

That evening was Super Bowl, his sister and several of our mutual friends came over.  I was drinking beer, eating snacks and enjoying the game.  At one point I got up and went to bathroom, Steve followed me into his master bathroom.  He hand me an empty beer bottle and said for the rest of the evening I would recycling my piss.  I didn’t know what to say.  He told me to fill up the beer bottle and take it back out and drink it.  I said I was not able to piss without making a mess, he grinned and said well that’s what I thought you would say, here’s a small funnel to ensure you don’t waste any.  I filled up the bottle and he had his beer in hand and said cheers, we both took a drink.  He said let’s get back out there and enjoy the game.  He said I was to recycle until the game ended.  I just said Thank You Sir.

I’m just trying to understand, is all of this punishment, testing me, or pleasing him?  Just confusing.

It’s incredible how Master Steve is pushing his faggot Mike deeper and deeper into a constant subspace with targeted tasks. I want to focus on the two big ones featured here.

Master Steve decided to take his caged faggot to the gym while wearing virtually nothing to conceal it from onlookers. This is easy for a Master to command, but very difficult for a closeted faggot to perform. But Mike did it, and for that I’m very proud of him. He trusted that he was safe while with his Master.

However, Master Steve clearly had more buttons to push. The shower training was intended to force Mike to accept public humiliation and the acceptance of risk as part of his service in a dramatic way. But then Master Steve introduced a black Alpha named Kevin into the situation, and the exchange between Mike and Kevin should be an eye-opener for any faggot out there doubting how Alphas conspire together and accept the true roles of faggots in everyday life. I don’t know the relationship between Master Steve and Kevin, but clearly they’re Alpha brothers who know each other on some level. (I have yet to meet Master Steve and speak to him, so some questions remain unanswered) I told Mike privately that I believe we are going to see Kevin again, possibly to use Mike sexually. We shall see.

Then the Super Bowl party episode was another huge test, with Master Steve parading his faggot around and forcing him to drink his own piss all night. Training like this forces Mike to understand that in all normal situations he is still owned by an Alpha and Master.

To answer Mike’s final questions directly, Master Steve is both testing and training him with these tasks. And judging by Master Steve’s responses, he’s VERY pleased with his new faggot!

Hi man. My name is David and I’m 25. My English is not perfect, but I think you can understand me. Here the thing: I live with a slightly younger gay roomate. We got along very well, he’s openly attracted to me but he knows I’m straight and he never oversteps boundaries. Nevertheless, I feel like he’s very deferent to me, and he always compliment me a lot. He’s very friendly with girls and he always praises me to them and encourages them to fall for me. And he loves hearing brag about my fucking them. I must admit it boosts my ego to have a gay buddy like that. Looking to your blog, I’m starting to think I could have him submit to me even more. I don’t want anything sexual, but I’m interested in having a loyal servant boy. Do you think I could take steps further ? And how so ?

Sir, thank you for writing to me! 

I’m guessing by your name you’re from France, and France has a huge number of straight/gay Alphas and a ton of faggots … it’s like a Hierarchical paradise. I say that to suggest very strongly that your roommate is very likely a faggot. Even if he isn’t fully a faggot in the sense that I describe here, he’s absolutely available for you to claim as your own property. 

If you would, Sir, please try this with him. If you can get into a position (let’s say, on a couch) take your shoes off and place your feet in his lap and tell him to massage them. He will do this, I’m sure of it. Then tell him to kiss them. When he does this, tell him to get on his knees. Then tell him that you know he’s a faggot (I think you guys use the term pedale) and tell him you want to be his owner. Ask the faggot if that is what he wants. When he says “yes”, tell him “good boy” and then use scent training (armpits or crotch, whatever you prefer) to help cement your ownership.

Please let me know how it goes, Sir! I’m excited for you to take your Alphahood to the next level!  

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My Master Aaron was one of my first serious Masters, and during the three years he owned me something special happened – I imprinted on his scent. While he did have me sniff his armpits a couple of times, the imprinting largely happened through foot worship and, even more impactfully, when he allowed me to sleep next to him in bed.

I remember the sweetness of his scent. Master Aaron didn’t believe in wearing deodorant, but he didn’t need it. He was a bodybuilder who had a very clean diet, and everything about him – piss, cum, and sweat – was as pure as a newborn. I remember nuzzling next his eternally-warm body, his heated scent swirling around me like a gauze of diffused salted caramel.

I knew Master Aaron’s scent was affecting me then (he knew it , too), but it wasn’t until years later just how much I had imprinted on it. I was at a bar and I was passing through a group of Alphas when I smelled that scent – Master Aaron’s scent – drifting in the air.

I froze and glanced around, looking like someone verging on a panic attack. WAS HE HERE? Sadly he wasn’t, but more importantly, neither was I anymore. Suddenly in my mind I was on my knees kissing his feet once again. His scent markers, sampled randomly in the air, caused me to flash back to those moments with him from many years earlier!

That’s the power of scent imprinting and training!

In the nine years I’ve been teaching Hierarchical concepts online, I’ve spoken at length about the power of scent training. Whenever I do, I have people come at me and claim that scent plays almost no role in Hierarchical power dynamics and attraction. Their doubt is often based on old studies that were inconclusive regarding the impact of scent on human relations.

But better, more focused research has been conducted that seems to be much more conclusive.

First there is THIS STUDY that goes into a general study of human pheromones and their effects on behavior. Notice how it defines pheromones:

Pheromones are “airborne chemical signals released by an individual into the environment, and affecting the physiology and behavior of other members of the same species.” Pheromones have traditionally been defined as either releasers, compounds triggering immediate short-term behavioral responses, or primers, compounds triggering medium- to long-term changes in behavior or physiology. 

The same study also concluded that the “perception of a particular pheromone may be related to the genetic composite of the receiver” and “allows pheromones to play a major role in the sexual behavior and the choice of sexual partner in animals.” Humans are animals, and subsequent studies verified that there are “growing arguments for an influence by pheromone-like compounds on human physiology and behavior, and it is also possible that pheromone signals in humans, like in several other mammals (pigs, ferrets) may be transduced via the olfactory mucosa.”

Notice the depth and range of these pheromones:

“The natural human body odor consists of about 120 individual chemicals (Labows et al. 1979), of which some have pheromone properties. In general, body odors carry informational cues of great importance for individuals across a wide range of species, and signals hidden within the body odor cocktail are known to regulate several key behaviors in animals. For a long time, the notion that humans may be among these species has been dismissed. Psychophysical studies suggest, however, that humans, like many other animals, may be able to identify the emotional state of an individual belonging to the same species based solely on the body odor.”

Unsurprisingly, Men have much more intense and powerful pheromones higher in steroidal compounds that affect the moods of those receiving them: “Furthermore, smelling of two steroids, the 4,16-androstadien-3-one (AND), and estra-1,3,5(10),16-tetraen-3-ol (EST), have in several consecutive experiments shown to affect mood and arousal (Bensafi et al. 2003; Jacob et al. 2001; Lundstrom and Olsson 2005).”

Notice where the study isolates these mood-altering pheromones in Men:

“Androstadien-3-one (AND) is a derivative of gonadal progesterone and has been identified in urine, plasma, apocrine sweat, as well as semen and axillary hair (public hair).”

So we are not imagining things – Alpha scent is very powerful and impactful on those with receptors (females and faggots)!

There was also a fairly interesting (but in my mind, incomplete) study of “gaydar” when it comes to scent. I won’t dive into much of it because I feel like it’s missing some control experiments, but here’s what the study found:

“Gay men strongly preferred the odor of other gay men, lesbians gravitated toward the smell of other lesbians, and straight women rated the odor of straight men higher than that of gay men. Each group, in short, preferred the smell of their first-choice mates, indicating a scent-based ability to assess sexual orientation. Another study confirmed that gay men and lesbians can recognize and identify the odor of others who share their sexual preference. This kind of scent-based gaydar enables gays to pinpoint potential partners instantly.”

Notice how the study oddly seems to leave out straight Men? However, this study strongly suggests something I’ve been saying all along: straight Men (and of course, straight Alphas) can tell someone is a faggot even before the faggot knows. How? BY SCENT!

I would be willing to bet that if there was a study of males who self-identified as faggots, there would be the same reactivity to male pheromones as straight females. As the study above showed, there are specific pheromone receptors built into the ones meant to respond to them, and faggots respond just the same way as females to the scent of Alphas.

This was a lot of information, and I tried my best to walk you through the easiest path. Ultimately, scent is just as powerful as we’ve believed all along, so you’re not crazy for wanting to sniff your Alpha’s underwear or socks. You’re following your natural instinct to imprint on his scent the same way animals do.

And deep down, we are all animals.

I just want to add this weird little interview with Shawn Mendes where the interviewer asks to smell Shawn’s armpit and he let’s him do it! WE ALL UNDERSTAND THIS! It’s in our NATURE!

Faggots are well known underwear snatchers. I’ve stolen Alpha underwear before, and so has just about every faggot I’ve ever talked to has done the same thing.

There’s something hot about sniffing the dirty underwear of an everyday Alpha, smelling the scents he leaves behind during the course of a day in his superior life. It not only smells great, but there’s a thrill knowing that we managed to get it without putting ourselves at risk.

But the faggot in the classic 90’s clip above titled “Underwear Snatchers” isn’t so fortunate … or is he? The Alpha discovers him sniffing his underwear and essentially rapes him.

OH WELL!

This is an absolute classic of early nineties porn. “Underwear Snatchers” involves this stud finding a faggot under his bed sniffing his underwear, and essentially rapes him.

Faggot Sam

How much do you crave man stink? cock, pits, balls, ass, feet, piss ect…?  In your experience how much do other faggots crave their masters scent, taste ect… ?

In my experience all proper faggots seem to naturally be drawn to it. Some scientific papers also show that a sexual orientation can be identified by scent alone with a high probability even if only at a sub conscious level.  I would be curious to know what you anecdotal evidence would support that idea. As a trained biologist, and as an alpha my life experience would certainly seem to support it. My faggot Josh loves to nuzzle up into my armpits and fall asleep. He also loves to lick the sweat from all parts of my body.

Some biologist paper references.

https://www.ncbi.nlm.nih.gov/books/NBK200984

https://pubmed.ncbi.nlm.nih.gov/16137255

https://www.psychologytoday.com/us/articles/200801/solving-the-mystery-gaydar

Master, 

Thank you for the additional information! I read through it and actually sent it to one of my old Masters! He immediately replied “Yeah, that pretty much explains how easy it was to control you!” HAHA

I can totally relate to your faggot Josh. Armpits are of course a favorite of mine as well, and there’s nothing better than nuzzling in that tight warm space surrounded by Alpha pheromones. It’s hypnotic!

Thanks again for the supplementary materials, Master! I will be producing something useful out of them! 

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Hello Sam, I am Master Hank

I followed your previous website “Fags Worship Alphas” and am glad to see you are back. When the old site disappeared I was very disappointed. I had directed many gay/bi subs to that site to help them understand their proper place in the world. Many gay/bi men are really faggots but don’t understand the term or its implications. Once they understand their true need to serve on their knees they readily accept their servitude. Before tumbler purged all the porn accounts I had a photo on my tumbler that pictured a locked faggots nub covered in my cum that said  “all men might be born equal but some choose servitude” I posted that long before finding your site but the sentiment is the embodiment of this website. You do a great service to fags and alphas by hosting this site (and FWA before it).

As a faggot do you find the scent of your Alphas intoxicating?  I find all good and true faggots seem to develop a lust for man stink.

Master Hank, it’s awesome to have you back! You are what I like to call a “primal Alpha”, a no-nonsense type of Alpha who operates purely on an instinctual level. I often find primal Alphas to be the most challenging and dangerous for faggots like me! 

I am sorry about what happened to FWA, but the thing I’m building here will be much more focused and educational and perfect for sending your faggots for training. 

As for scent, I’m a huge proponent of scent and scent training. I think I’ve done more publishing about the physiology and sociology of scent than anyone in this space (who isn’t a scientist). It forms my basic understanding of Hierarchical establishment. 

I’ve imprinted on the scents of several Masters during my years in service. It’s insane how I can be somewhere like a bar or sporting event and catch a whiff of a pheromone marker that resembles one of my Masters and I’m instantly whisked back to my time with them. It’s actually somewhat distracting, but it also conjures warm memories! 

Thank you, Master!  

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I am 19 and I have a roommate who is also 19. I am straight and I thought he was straight too. But after a few weeks living together, he started cooking for me, doing my laundry, cleaning the whole house, doing my homework and he always asks for permission to do anything around the house. We get along very well, so I directly told him that he looks like my housewife doing these things. He just said that he’s straight and just like to keep the house clean, which can be true, but I find it very awkward that every week I bring a different girl to my room and he never has girls around. When I try to talk about fucking girls, he always avoids the topic, and I have a feeling that he’s hiding something from me but also from himself.

My best friend since childhood is gay, he is like my brother and we tell everything to each other. He is extremely dominant, confident, and strong, and when I told him that my roommate was acting like this, he started talking about hierarchy and he told me that he was an Alpha. He said that some Men like him and you are naturally dominant and others are naturally submissive. He even said that he has never sucked a dick before because he likes to fuck and breed, which for me was crazy since I didn’t know some gays don’t like to suck dick.

Long story short, my best friend and brother thinks that it’s not normal for a straight man to serve another straight man like this. He thinks I could get an easy blowjob or even fuck my roommate’s hole eventually. I am straight and I have no doubt about my sexuality, although of course I respect the gays a lot. My brother thinks I should take advantage of this opportunity because it is just a matter of time until the roommate accepts his truth as a faggot. I have never thought about that, but I think it would be nice to have a warm mouth every morning.

Sir, thank you very much for writing to me! I appreciate this critical question, one that has ramifications across the spectrum of Patriarchy! 

First of all, you’re clearly Alpha. Not only do you have close Alpha friends (including a gay Alpha – very nice!), but, more importantly, your hunter instincts detected the submissiveness of your roommate and it’s made you hungry for dominance. This is a CLASSIC sign of Alphahood. All true Alphas have these kinds of instincts. 

I’m in full agreement with your gay Alpha friend – your roommate is a faggot for sure. No doubt of any kind. In fact, the roommate is following the pattern I’ve often prescribed to other faggots who want to offer themselves to straight Alphas like you! These are exactly the things I tell faggots to do … become useful to the straight Alpha you want to serve, offer to do things for him, be submissive.  I tell them this because I know the true Alphas will be triggered by these actions and possibly be moved to take ownership of them! 

You know, kind of like you want to do with this one! 

Here’s what I recommend you do, Sir. Tell your roommate to kneel in front of you. Then tell it to kiss your feet. (It should have no problems doing either one of these things, but if it does, then you need to force it to admit what it is and get it on its knees.) Then ask it what it is. Make it admit that it’s a faggot multiple times, telling it “Good Boy” every time it does. Maybe pet its hair also while saying “Good Boy” to reinforce the difference between the two of you.

Once you get the faggot to this stage, you can do whatever you want with it, Sir. I recommend that you do some scent training with it before feeding it your cock so that the faggot knows obedience to you comes before it receives reward. If you do feed it your cum (either orally or anally), that will do additional brainwashing. 

Most straight Alphas who’ve taken ownership of faggots put their fags in chastity. I do highly recommend this, Sir, but it’s your choice. I do recommend that you put the cage on the faggot, since that reinforces the fag’s inferiority and submission to you and your ownership.

I think you will find owning a faggot will make your life infinitely better, and you will experience power that most 19-year-olds cannot imagine. You’ll also learn a secret – that fucking a faggot doesn’t turn you gay, it just makes you more powerful. 

I hope to hear back from you if you choose to explore this, Sir. My email is hierarchyuniversity@gmail.com. Thank you, Sir!  

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