Being born a faggot and then fulfilling that purpose is not easy. We are used roughly, treated harshly, drained and discarded and forgotten. Actual trash might have it better, because at least trash has someone to pick it up. A faggot ultimately has nobody.
Unless they’re owned.
Being owned by an Alpha should be the goal for any faggot seeking lifetime fulfillment. Why? Because it’s a harsh world for a weak and defenseless thing like a faggot! Having an Alpha owner protects us from harm while giving us purpose. From an evolutionary perspective, that’s probably how faggot ownership happened, as faggots sought to be useful to the more dominant Alphas of a collective.
But even when we are owned, life can be stressful. Masters often have long lists of demands on our time with chores and other stuff. And then there are the constant demands for sex, which of course we love, but we tend to get beaten up in the process of getting fucked in our throats and asses (not to mention the spankings, whippings, restraints, chokings, and everything else).
That’s why AFTERCARE is so very important in relationships that involve power play. It’s defined nicely this way:
The time spent following sexual activity where partners check in with each other, providing comfort and ensuring both feel cared for and relaxed by engaging in activities like cuddling, talking, or simply taking a moment to unwind together.
In pure Alpha/faggot situations (especially involving straight Alphas), there’s typically not a lot of aftercare happening. Straight Alphas don’t provide a lot of aftercare with their females, so it’d be a mistake to expect straight Alphas to show care and concern for their faggots.
But it can happen. I know it can, because I’ve been owned by straight Alphas who showed aftercare for me. I’ve known of straight Alphas who have given aftercare for other faggots. So it does happen, and it really speaks to the inner qualities of the Alpha when he does.
Why is aftercare important anyway? Well, let’s face it: when Alphas use subs, they tend to get rough. Violent. Abusive. Degrading. It’s nothing more than the animal side buried within every Alpha coming out during a primal moment. I call it Beast Mode. During this time, Alphas slap, spit, choke, and show a kind of hate that can be frightening (as well as exciting).
But once an Alpha has finished and is coming down from his rut, he pretty quickly returns to a state of deep relaxation and contentment, but for the one being used (female or faggot), they are still in a state of alarm. It’s natural. The body produces adrenaline while under stress, and that doesn’t dissipate so easily.
So it’s important for an Alpha to comfort the faggot. Holding it, stroking its hair, speaking encouragingly to it, all help to remind it that it’s still valuable and cherished. The net effect of this kind of aftercare is to build loyalty in the faggot. Once it realizes that its Owner doesn’t mean it harm, it’s drawn to both the power it experienced while being used and the compassion it experienced afterward.
The following video captures a form of aftercare. The Alpha has just finished breeding his faggot, and he spends some time holding the faggot while gently stroking his cock inside it. The soft caresses and the nuzzling tells the faggot it pleased him well and that it is valued. It’s beautiful.
So Alphas, take some time to comfort your faggots. Whether it’s a massive financial drain or a rough, rape-like fuck, your faggots are serving out of loyalty and devotion to you. Let them know their sacrifices are not unappreciated or in vain.
The following post is part of a thread detailing the awakening of a straight God Alpha named Kenzo by his lifelong faggot Kevin. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!
There are many extremely dominant and powerful straight Alphas in the world. Sadly, many of them pass on the possibility of attaining true power through the ownership of faggots because of their disgust of faggots in general and the homophobic stigma that comes with it.
But some straight Alphas are too powerful to allow the petty insecurities of inferior males to keep them from receiving all of the worship and service they know they deserve. I’ve been blessed to know some of these greatest Alphas, and I’ve been able to chronicle them online as well.
I call them God Alphas, for they are Lord and Master over all.
When my dear brother Kevin began telling me about his former friend Master Kenzo, he seemed to be perfect in every way. I held back my excitement, though, because I know how faggots sometimes hyperventilate over Men and oversell them.
But I’ve recently been in communication with Master Kenzo as well as Kevin, and I can tell you he is every bit the God Alpha Kevin described. Maybe more powerful than Kevin or I ever imagined.
To recap: Master Kenzo is a purely straight Alpha in his early twenties who is married to a gorgeous female named Sarah, and they have two beautiful little boys. Master grew up knowing Kevin, a slightly older faggot. However, recently Kevin (with an assist from me) admitted to Master Kenzo that he was a faggot, and Master Kenzo seized the opportunity to own Kevin as his personal property. Honestly, it happened so quickly and naturally that it still shocks me.
But here’s a secret: faggot ownership unlocks new levels of power within a straight Alpha. Once a straight Alpha feels the rush that comes from having another male totally submit himself and serve him selflessly, he suddenly realizes that he can have anything he wants. He starts to see the world the way only the most powerful and elite Kings see it. From that point, he ascends and transforms into a being of pure and radiant power. He realizes that nothing – NOTHING – can stop him or resist him.
At that point, a God Alpha like Kenzo makes the impossible possible.
Here’s a story Master Kenzo just told me that illustrates my point. You see, like almost all Alphas, Master Kenzo has multiple females he fucks besides Lady Sarah (and Kevin). He has a primary side-chick who serves as his most convenient cum dump. But now that Master Kenzo has ascended, his power needs have grown exponentially, and it’s changing everything in his life rapidly.
Notice the latest change:
The chick is a booty call I met at the gym a few years ago. She’s not as sweet nor as smart as My beloved lady Sarah and she’s not partner or mother material, but she’s still very hot. So I love to fuck her from time to time, and I enjoy being tougher with her than with Sarah.
A year ago or so, while we were in bed and she was resting on My chest, she tried to seduce Me and suggest to Me that I should consider dumping Sarah and settle with her instead. I was furious. I put her in her place by crushing her head with My foot while I fucked her. I said “you’ll never disrespect my beloved Sarah again! Know your place, bitch” She begged for My mercy. Since then, she has always remembered her place.
Recently, while we were cuddling in bed, My lady Sarah mentioned that she would like to have a maidservant of her own, a girl she could order around. She’s an obedient and loving partner and great mother for My sons, so I wanted to reward her. I realized that my main side chick was the best candidate for the position.
So I went to her place last weekend. She began to undress but I told her that, before I ever fuck her again, she was going to submit to My lady and be my family’s domestic slave girl as well as my sexual slave. She fell on her knees and began to cry. She said “You want me to serve her? At your place?” I sternly answered “Either that, or you’ll never see me again”. With tears in her eyes, she moved towards me on all fours and started to unzip my pants. I stopped her by grabbing her wrists. “Please! I want it so badly! I can’t live without You!” she said, but I replied angrily “So, what are you going to do?”. And she broke into tears “I’ll be your family’s slave, Master! Please, don’t leave me, please! I’m begging you!”. “That’s a good girl” I said, before face-fucking her.
That night, she slept in Kevin’s basket in our bedroom. She kissed our feet while we were making love, and then I fucked her on the floor while Sarah was resting on the bed. The morning after, she learned her new duties to My lady as her maidservant and I informed Kevin of my new slave’s arrival in My stable.
Incredible!
What I find particularly interesting is how Master Kenzo’s ascension to God Alpha-levels of power has affected his Lady, Sarah. She was already remarkably understanding of Master Kenzo’s needs as an Alpha, but now that Master Kenzo has taken ownership of a faggot she wants a slave, too. She’s feeding off of the power and direction of her God Alpha Owner.
Master Kenzo demonstrates what can be achieved when a completely secure and powerful straight Alpha takes ownership, not just of faggots, but also his own Alphahood. Essentially, he can truly create any life he chooses, become whatever he chooses to be, and take ownership of everything and everyone he wants.
The following post is part of a thread chronicling a 43-year-old black-American faggot in France named Nate who boldly teaches Alphas about Hierarchy. CLICK HERE for all posts in this thread in chronological order!
Occasionally I run across a faggot who listens carefully to the things I teach and then executes them at a high level. I love these ones because I often receive messages from them telling me about the successes they’re having in submitting to Alphas or even approaching Alphas.
Every win by a faggot in this area means yet another advancement in the battle we wage against a world in denial of the truth of Hierarchy.
A tremendous victory was recently achieved by a 43-year-old faggot in France named Nate. I first met Nate when he approached me about translating vital parts of this site into French in order to further the reach and message (which I absolutely love and appreciate!).
But Nate is much more proactive and clever than I even realized. He’s a faggot after my own heart, because he enjoys the process of opening the understanding of straight Alphas and helping them grasp the truth of Hierarchy in their own lives. He does this is a variety of ways, including several of the techniques I’ve long espoused online. Read Nate’s account and see if you can spot some of them!
Your site helped me be bolder in accepting my position as a trainer faggot. I train both Alphas and faggots. My Master, I’ll call him D for the moment until I can ask him if it’s alright that I disclose his identity. Master D I met at the gym. I thought that he was like 27 around 30 years old and he thought that I was like 20. I’m 43 and he’s 20. I’m Black-American and he’s Italian. I look very young for my age so people are always thinking that I look super young.
But when I met him I detected this kind of suppressed Alpha energy but I wasn’t sure if he actually was an Alpha. After the gym we would all go to the sauna and I just remember wondering if he was indeed an Alpha. He’s very playful and accommodating and he’s immensely popular. So, in the sauna I began to sit on the bottom seat next to his feet. I did notice that he would pay particular attention to me even though he was surrounded by his gym friends and joking with them. He just kept looking at me and I couldn’t understand why. Then, he began joining me on the bottom step, which confused me. So, I wondered if he had actually misunderstood my gesture.
All of the shower stalls are single person except one, which has two shower heads. I always shower in the one that has two shower heads. No one ever goes into that shower if another person is in there. One day, however, Master D walked into it while I was showering and I was shocked. He didn’t make any deal out of it and just began showering right next to me. This was when I thought that he was hitting on me but wasn’t really an Alpha. But my mind kept going back and forth because I had not seen this type of behavior in another Alpha before. Yet, what he did was so confident that I didn’t understand it.
Then I invited him to Thanksgiving dinner with my friends and he accepted tentatively as he needed to check in with his girlfriend. I knew that he really wanted to be there but I knew that his girlfriend would have reservations because she truly knew no one. So they didn’t come, but I was impressed by the fact that he wholeheartedly accepted my invitation. So, since he could not attend I made Master D a doggy bag and brought it to him. He was elated! I wrote on the containers ‘Alpha’. He saw that, looked at me but said nothing (he speaks English well but prefers French). He told me to hold his stuff while he put the food in his bag. I told him that I was delighted to hold anything for him. He said that he ate everything but the Turkey because he doesn’t like day old meat (I am vegetarian so I don’t even know what the turkey tasted like). It was his first Thanksgiving meal and he had never tasted those flavors.
So, then I got bold enough to ask him if he thought that he was an Alpha. He said that he thought so but wasn’t sure what it entailed. I explained to him what I knew about it and how I saw his comportment but I didn’t want to impose my thoughts on him. I could tell that he was hesitant to accept his role and I was very confused as to why. I told him that I was a faggot. He didn’t exactly understand what a faggot was so I told him a servant or a submissive. I could see that he felt more relaxed, but he as still very hesitant. So, I asked him if I could call him Master or Alpha and he said yes. That’s how it began.
Long-time readers will recognize some of Nate’s actions from my writings. For example, I’ve always stressed to faggots that they take a physical position lower than the Alpha they’re interested in. In this case, Nate purposely sat on a lower bench at this Alpha’s feet. Nate also made himself useful, providing food (labeled with the word “Alpha” – clever!). And then Nate used one of my absolutely favorite intro lines: “Sir, do you consider yourself to be Alpha?” This often leads to very revealing conversations, which is why I’ve always pushed this technique.
See how effective these things were for Nate:
One day I saw him at the gym without his water bottle. I asked him where it was and he said that he had accidently broken it. I laughed about him not knowing his own strength and he laughed in agreement. Two days later I bought him another water bottle of the same size. His is like 5 liters compared to my 1.2 liters, Master D is extremely ripped and he takes his fitness seriously! He thanked me and smiled but never told me that I should not have, which I though significant. Then, in the sauna later he told the other guys that apparently, he was an Alpha according to me. I was more embarrassed by that declaration than he was. In fact, he didn’t seem bothered by it at all.
He started responding quicker to my messages and so I took that opportunity to make sure and call him Master. He would reply with “Sir” and I finally told him, when he was on vacation that he could call me faggot. He said he still didn’t understand the significance of the word so I explained it better to him and then sent him “The Prime” page that I translated for you. He actually read it and told me that there were some things on it that he didn’t necessarily agree with but all in all he felt that he was an Alpha. So then he said he would call me faggot from then on.
A few times in the gym he would assert his authority over me and I loved it! One time he told me that he needed the dumbbell that I was working with. I stared at him and he at me and I knew my place and I gave it to him. He told me to get another one and I did but went for a smaller one. He corrected me and told me to go bigger. I told him that he was right and he said, “of course! I’m always right!” He smiled slightly but no laugh. Then in the shower, which he continues to share with me, he will not let me take a warm shower anymore. He tells me to join him in the sauna and I have to leave when he does to take a shower and go back in. He requires that the shower be cold. One time I tried to wash up the soap off in warm water and he felt the water was warm and said very directly, “turn the water to cold.” Then he continued doing what he was doing as if he knew I would obey. I HATE cold anything, especially water and weather but I knew I had to obey my Master.
So, yesterday he laid down his preliminary ground rules as my Master. He said that he is not a dictator but he wanted to be my Master if I wanted to serve him and I agreed. I told him that I wanted to be at his feet and he was shocked. Then I told him that it was normal and why I had started sitting down in the sauna next to his feet. He remembered and said, now he understood! But even after all of this I was wondering why he was so passive about owning a faggot or being an Alpha. I just kept questioning if I had gotten it wrong because I’m used to Alpha’s taking charge almost immediately. But then, during one of our conversations I understood much better. He is Italian and, though he does not practice any particular religion, his upbringing has it in his head that he doesn’t have a natural superiority over faggots. I sighed in defeat because of the hardest things for a person to overcome are erroneous religious beliefs.
See how just a few careful applications of techniques I’ve been teaching can unlock a straight Alpha’s need and desire for ownership and control? These Alphas WANT to be MASTERS of everything. They WANT TO BE KINGS. To a limited degree they can get that from females, but once they realize they can truly become that by owning and using faggots, they want that just as badly.
Hierarchy is practically part of our biology. It’s hard-wired into us. Therefore, we respond in somewhat predictable ways for our type. All Alphas love power and worship. All faggots love to submit and serve.
Nate and I and other faggots are simply utilizing triggers for these natural needs and wants in Alphas so that we might be fulfilled in service to them. You can do it, too!
The other day I conducted an interview on an XSpace and many others joined in. One of those speakers was a findom Alpha named @DomSirNash.
Master Nash is more than just a findom Alpha. He’s an older Alpha who understands the value of the power he has been given, and he likes to use it whenever he discovers a faggot in public.
This is the kind of thing I’m always encouraging Alphas to do. Just walk up and demand service. They will give in to true Alphas every time. And I guarantee there is nothing like that rush of breaking someone through just the sheer force of will!
This post is part of a thread about a faggot called Prath who bravely sought to serve a straight local Alpha. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!
I was so inspired by my little brother Prath. When We first met him, he was struggling to introduce the idea of fag service to a straight Alpha he knew. Through several coaching sessions with me, he was able to muster the courage to sit this Alpha down and discuss Hierarchy.
And the Alpha responded favorably!
That was back in November. I hadn’t heard much from Prath since then. He told me he offered to start paying his new Master’s rent, which he accepted. Sometimes financial service can break down a straight Alpha’s resistance to using faggots.
In this case, the ploy worked beautifully. This straight Alpha started using Prath for oral service, but in a curious way:
Yes brother but it’s been in month or more. He never let me touch him with his hands. Master used my mouth everytime. He didn’t like I use my hands to touch his cock.
Interesting! Some Alphas don’t like hands to be used because they just want to feel the mouth servicing them. But I was wondering if it had to do with that, or if it was because Prath is a faggot.
Today, Prath updated me:
Hey bro I told you about paying Master’s rent he was very happy and let me remain in his house for the whole night. He asked to prepare dinner for while he gave me his leftovers. It never happened before. I was nervous as I never ate leftover material ever before. And he officially used my ass for the whole nighttt. It was really great fucking experience. His cock felt actually bigger in my ass. He was raw and very deep and almost ruined my hole. It was great experience for the first time brother.
So awesome!
Yes brother it was really amazing I never realized that it could be this great with alpha man but it was really different. I felt like some girlie or sissy not a man at all when he was fucking my raw and rough.
Prath is experiencing the transformational power of Alpha cock! When an Alpha fucks a male, he essentially strips them of their masculinity, leaving them emasculated and deeply submissive. Many faggots are not prepared for that until it happens to them.
What’s left inside the faggot is a cock-sized hole of need that will keep the faggot obediently crawling back to get fucked again and again. It’s that craving that all fucked faggots have. I call it “The Void”. It’s a yawning chasm of yearning that fucked faggots are forever needing to fill.
Now Prath joins our ranks. Congratulations, brother!
The following post is part of a thread detailing the awakening of a straight God Alpha named Kenzo by his lifelong faggot Kevin. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!
Few things rattle me anymore. I’ve been used and abused and trained and loved. I’ve been raped, and I’ve been blessed. I’ve avoided nearly dying a couple of times, and I also saved a life. I’ve been owned by some of the most magnificent Alpha Masters I’ve ever known, and I’ve been used like a whore in more back seats, stairwells, and bathrooms than I care to admit.
In 2015 I started a Tumblr site called FagsWorshipAlphas to share my experiences and theories on Hierarchy, and to my surprise the site took off. I began using the site to chronicle the incredible true stories I investigated, and in the process profiled some unforgettable God Alphas. Some of these Alphas were so powerful that they practically reached out from the very code of my rickety website and fucked the minds of faggots all around the world. I remain humbly in awe of these life-changing Alphas. They blew over me and through me like tremendous hurricanes, leveling me yet leaving the air lighter and cleaner.
I say all of this to prepare you for this statement I really want to make: I heard from Kevin’s straight Master Kenzo today, and it left me profoundly shaken and exhilarated.
Kevin contacted me and told me that his Master, Kenzo, had listened to last night’s podcast about him. This by itself was enough to cause a sharp stab of anxiety, but Kevin reassured me that Master Kenzo loved it. He also said Master Kenzo would be willing to talk to me, so I shared my email and waited.
He wrote to me. I asked him some simple, clumsy questions.
I was not prepared for what happened next.
He wrote:
It is hard to put a clear start to it, because somehow, as far as I can remember, I have always known I was special. But of course, when I was a kid, I did not fully realize it because it was all I knew. But I was always the center of attention, the other kids sought My company and followed My lead, and even adults were indulging Me much more than the others. I have always been used to it, to people taking care of My needs and complying to My wishes.
This continued when I grew up. Girls were always attracted to Me, and I could choose the ones I wanted to be with. Boys were competing for My attention and My friendship. And the weakest boys were desperately seeking My protection. Which I gave them. I recall that in My childhood and adolescence, I already couldn’t stand injustice and unnecessary brutality. So whenever there were thugs bullying weaklings, I would give them a good, hard beating.
The funny thing is that both the bullies AND the bullied would become My friends after that. The first ones would become very agreeable to Me and would no longer hurt anyone without My leave. And the second ones would be so grateful and so admirative to Me that they would do anything to please Me, giving Me foods, money, doing My homework, doing Me any favor.
When I think back, I realize that I could already have owned them and used them all as faggots. But I learned some important lessons. The strong protect the weak and, in exchange, the weak serve the strong. And when you beat another male, you become the boss. I think that this is how I started to think My place in life and in society. Doing what is right and doing good to others thanks to My strength and My leadership, and receiving praise and service because of that.
So we can see the foundation of Hierarchical power being established early on in Master Kenzo’s life. Already, nature had singled out a young boy named Kenzo and began to align the world around him. And unlike a faggot like me or Kevin, young Kenzo knew exactly what to do with it.
But then Master Kenzo grew into a mature Alpha and began to discover new levels of power:
When I settled with My gorgeous, loving, loyal and obedient woman, when I claimed her womb to father two adorable sons, even before My twenties, I knew My virility was just extraordinary. I thought by then that I had reached the pinnacle of male achievement. So, as you understand, somehow I have always known My superiority. But it is only with Kevin that I recently began to fully understand the real extent of My birthright.
Kevin is very special to My heart. I’ve known him for as long I can remember. He was always there for Me at each step in My life, encouraging Me, guiding Me. He is a great guy, the smartest person I’ve ever known. He has always been good at bringing out the best in Me, particularly My self-confidence and My desire to protect lesser beings. I have no shame to say that I am a better God today because of his dedication and his loyalty to Me.
It has not been difficult to claim him as My slave and to become his Master and Owner because, first, in a way, he always did his best to please Me and support Me, and, second, because it has evolved gradually. He has been My devoted mentor, My helpful friend, My beta submissive and now he’s My slave. He has served Me personally, financially, domestically, then sexually… So, everything went naturally and smoothly, really.
Now, keep in mind that Master Kenzo is a straight Alpha. He’s a young breeder who has created two perfect boys with his wife. According to weak, insecure fools, he isn’t supposed to even consider sexual contact with another male.
Yet it’s precisely that contact that has led Master Kenzo onward to claim infinite power.
There have been some huge steps, of course. The very first time Kevin greeted Me by kissing My feet, I felt a warm rush of power in all My body. That this smart guy I love and respect was willing to debase himself so low just to honor Me, it felt so good and it said so much about Me. I must admit that I even briefly had a few doubts, but Kevin, as always, swept them away by rightly asserting that his intellect only made him a better inferior for Me.
I will always remember the first time he served My cock, or the first time he worshiped My feet while My lady was riding My cock. But when I ass-fucked him the first time, everything became even clearer. At first, I hesitated to put My foot on his head, like I do with My side fuck girls. The first time I did that was to put one of them on line when she was disrespectful of My lady, to remind her of her place. I thought that maybe Kevin did not deserve that, so I put My foot near his head rather than on it. And then he kissed and licked My foot, and I realized he was Mine to do whatever I wanted, exactly like My side girls. I could always care for him after.
When I turned him around and fucked him looking him in the face, he kept yelling how much he loved Me and adored Me. I felt like a King, like a God. I felt again that warm rush of power, and realized I could have everything and anyone I wanted. Any female, any male is Mine, Mine to claim, to enslave and to fuck. Just because I want it. And the way he rushed to kiss My toes when I shouted at him to worship Me, that was so empowering.
All in all, I don’t feel like My relationship with Kevin has radically changed. We still love each other, but now we understand better our places. I am his Master, his Owner, he is My faggot, My slave. And I’m proud to own such a great inferior because it reflects good on Me. The better the slave, the better the Master. He lives to serve My pleasure and My happiness, and I know he’s delighted. And I still enjoy his company just as much, or even better now that I know he would literally do anything for Me, that he would obey any of My order at a glance.
I really love who I am. I am gorgeous, strong, confident, smart, fair, good. I don’t want to brag, but I don’t want to deny it either by false modesty. I just know who I am. I am a truly incredible, superior human being. And everyone knows that. I am a model for ordinary humans to admire and follow, like the ancient Gods and heroes of mythology. I deserve to be admired and obeyed.
Notice how he now views his place within the framework of human justice:
I still strongly believe in justice. I strongly believe that Hierarchy and justice are not mutually exclusive. Men are not created equals, but they do have equal rights to liberty and happiness. It’s just that liberty and happiness are not the same for everybody. For Me, they are in power and glory. For inferior males, they in service and obedience to the likes of Me.
At some ultimate level of power the cares and concerns of the average male, even the frustrated efforts of lesser Alphas, disappear. The rules that the weak cling to for safety in the darkness of their uncertain lives have no hold on God Alphas. Life becomes a child’s game to these greatest Alphas, and everything in it (sexuality, politics, direction, purpose) is distilled into simple choices they can choose on a whim.
Master Kenzo ends his letter with that thought:
I don’t think that straightness and gayness are any more relevant to Me. I love fucking My lady because she’s the most beautiful creature on Earth, I love the feeling of My dick in her pussy, and I love to reward her for the good she does to Me. I love fucking lesser girls because I can be rougher with them and every pussy and tit has its charm. And now I know that I love fucking males as well, be it face-fucking or ass-fucking, because it feels good to deprive them of their manhood just because I can. Because I am a God and they are inferior to Me.
The big change now is that I want what is rightfully Mine. One slave is not enough for a God like Me, even Kevin. I want girls and boys at My beck and call, ready to bend over backwards for My tiniest desire. I want My lady and My heirs to enjoy the perks of my Godhood. I want pussies, asses and mouths at My cock’s disposal. I know there are many inferior lives just around Me that I can enlighten with My superiority and My domination.
This is the Alpha Ascension I’ve long described here. A Man becomes an Alpha. An Alpha becomes a God. Master Kenzo now knows he owns everything, and he can pick and choose what he wants to keep. His power is unlimited, tempered only by his own choices.
It has been incredible to even receive these words and transmit them to the world. It makes all of the struggle I went through to come back so very worth it!
So women and faggots and imitation Kings of the Earth, your true God Alpha has arrived! Kneel and serve Master Kenzo!
Hi Sam, James here I felt that you deserved an update after listening to your podcast, As I feel that I am in a similar position. Yesterday I asked Mum if I could get my ears pierced and she said it was fine. I am still waiting to submit fully to my Alphas but I am still waiting for the right moment. One thing that concerns me is that they both have girlfriends and I don’t understand how I will fit into this situation.
Mum likes the lads to make there beds in the morning but they hate having a do it so I have taken to also making there beds for them. My parents plan on visiting some friends over the coming weekend and I am thinking that will make a good opportunity to thank the alphas for helping me understand my place in the hierarchy.
thanks for all your help and support
James
This is a second follow-up to THIS QUESTION about a faggot named James who is currently living with two Alphas in his parent’s house.
Well, it sounds like your “perfect situation” will happen this weekend when your parents conveniently leave you alone with these two Alphas again. Are you sure your parents aren’t trying to help you become a faggot?? LOL
You don’t need to worry about the fact that they both have girlfriends. First of all, that’s their business and not yours; your job is to serve them, period. Secondly, straight Alphas use faggots sexually all the time, especially younger Alphas. So if they choose to use you sexually, do your best to please them.
I am a self-locked faggot, and my best friend is a mostly straight, happily married man. Our hangouts usually consist of us playing video games online or me and his wife watching him play video games at his house. His wife meets his sexual needs, so I am looking for non-sexual ways that I can serve him as a faggot to respect and elevate his manhood, and hopefully slowly create a dynamic where he sees and treats me like the inferior faggot I am, who is there to serve him as a man.
My faggot bottom-brain isn’t good at coming up with ideas and making decisions on its own. I need direction and ideas to fix the dynamic in my friendship so I am on the bottom where I belong and can be of more use to my friend.
Best, Alex
Thanks for writing Alex!
First of all, I’m wondering about that “mostly straight” line you used to describe your best friend. Is there something you know about him that I need to know? Did you two fool around at some point in the past?
Having a straight (and married) Alpha friend is tough, because your opportunities are severely limited. In addition, you risk losing the friendship by pushing too hard to serve him, or if you do serve him and he feels funny about it afterward.
Does your friend know about your chastity? Would he be willing to be your keyholder? Have you ever discussed your faghood with him? I ask these questions because in many cases straight Men find chastity faggots very interesting (and in some cases, a turn-on). I liken a faggot in chastity like a green stoplight, giving the Alpha the permission to do lots of things he might not ordinarily do. In any event, if your friend doesn’t know about your faghood, he should be told. Use the resources on this site to help explain things.
Other than that, find simple ways to serve. Buy him things he likes. Maybe offer him foot massages. If you can afford it, send him and his wife on a vacation. Become USEFUL to him.
Hi Sam, I have spent the last few days reading all the information I could find on the hierarchy and I do believe that I am indeed a faggot, Only this morning one of the lads came out of the bathroom with just a towel round his waist as we passed in the hallway he dropped the towel and said “like what you see faggot “ I was totally shocked and just stood there with my jaw on the floor. I think that they know what I am more than I understand myself.
The fact that I enjoy cleaning and cooking for the lads says a lot. And I think that they understand that I am eager to be around them
Yes, there is no doubt you’re a faggot. I mean, look at what you’re doing for the Alphas around you, cooking and cleaning for them!
But this incident with the Alpha flashing his dick and saying that to you … he knows what you are, and likely the other Alphas in his Pack do too. When Alphas do these kinds of things, they’re not only flexing their power. They’re also letting you know that they accept you for what you are.
This is a prime opportunity for you to really serve these Alphas, brother. I think you should go up to the Alpha who flashed you, kneel before him, and thank him for recognizing that you are a faggot and that he helped you see and accept the truth. The Alpha will know what to do from there.
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!
Master Anthony is truly one of a kind, a burgeoning God Alpha who is expanding his power almost daily. I can only imagine how overwhelmed my faggot brother Fabien is these days. One minute he thought he had a new roommate, and the next minute he finds himself enslaved to a truly irresistible young powerhouse.
I had some questions about Master Anthony’s sexuality. This means nothing to me, but it seems to mean everything to the insecure, close-minded straight Alphas who follow me and loudly proclaim that an Alpha who uses a faggot sexually cannot be straight. This is pure horseshit. Every sexual therapist knows of the countless studies of male sexuality that disprove such a narrow view of it. But whatever.
So Fabien bravely asked Master Anthony some questions about his sexuality:
To answer some points: I can confirm that Anthony is straight, because in the last few months we’ve lived together, he’s brought girls home a few times (never the same one, though!). And judging by what I could hear from my room at night, he’s as good a lover as one can imagine. 😉 I wouldn’t be surprised if he displays his dominance over me in front of some new girls one of these days. This morning, I asked him if he already had dominated someone that way before, and he said “I have already had boot-lickers, sure. But never yet a cocksucker as well!” He’s obviously used to people submitting to him in many ways, but I think I’m the first with whom he can take it this far, and the first to be a proper slave.
Just as I suspected! It’s clear that Master Anthony’s previously-limited experiences with faggots got his juices flowing for a more formal faggot slave, and he’s targeted Fabien as his first official property.
To make that acquisition even more official, Master Anthony laid down some firm rules for his new slave Fabien.
Anthony was staying at home all morning today, and just before noon, he beckoned me to come and see him. I knelt before him, and bowed my head to the ground at his feet before straightening up. “Nice one” he said. “I’ve decided it’s time to set some rules”. I’m trying to remember and to transcribe his words and my answers as faithfully as possible.
“From now on, you’re to call me either Sir or Master at all time, up to you and depending of the circumstances. Understood?”
“Sir, yes Sir. Thank you, Master.”
(Small note: I also have to use “vouvoiement”, something that can’t really be translated into English. Basically, it means using the second-person pronoun in the plural form (“vous”) rather than the singular form (“tu”) to adress a single person. It is used between people who don’t know each other, or in a formal context, but also… as a mark of respect to a superior.)
“Good. You are allowed to continue sleeping in the guest room when there’s no one else, or otherwise on the sofa bed when there’s no one else. But your official sleeping place is in the kitchen, is that clear?”
“Perfectly clear, Sir. You’re so generous, Master. Thank you so much, Master.”
“I want more money. You will pay me the tithe. You will give me ten percent of your monthly income. You can afford it, can’t you, boy?
“I’ll cut in my expenses in order to, Sir.”
“Good boy. You are to worship my morning wood every day, and be ready to give me head whenever I want. Improve your cocksucking, ask help from chicks if you need to.”
“I will, Sir. Thank you for the honor, Sir.”
“When I get out of the shower or walk into the apartment, you come and kiss my feet.”
“Gladly, Sir.”
“Finally, if you want any favor from me, you can beg me. I don’t mind you begging. But you shut the fuck up if I tell you to.”
I once again bowed my head to the ground. “Not for now, Sir. Thank you so much for enslaving me, Sir. I am deeply honored and happy to serve you, my Master.”
“Such a good boy. Go make my lunch, slave.”
He has left for the afternoon, and since then, I am working at my job (home-working, like most days) with even more enthusiasm and a beaming smile, knowing that I’m working for his direct profit.
A surprisingly-complete set of rules for a young, first-time Owner! Master Anthony has clearly been thinking deeply about what he wants from a faggot slave, and he laid it out beautifully.
Fabien’s reaction to this is telling. When I first met Fabien (has it really only been a week??), he was somewhat resistant to the idea of submitting to this young Alpha. But as Master Anthony has tightened his control and use of Fabien, what I’ve noticed is that Fabien has BLOSSOMED WITH JOY.
And this is a lesson for faggots. We need the control and dominance of Alphas. We need to submit and obey and please them. This service brings us HAPPINESS, not sadness. It gives us FREEDOM, not restriction.
Listen to how Fabien ended his latest update:
Just a few months ago, I was looking for a roommate to have a buddy and lighten my budget. But instead, I met a young cocky hunk who enslaved me. And I can’t stop smiling! What a destiny!
THIS is what Hierarchical truth can do for both Alphas and faggots (and everybody else) if they simply apply it and LIVE IT!
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!
This is a continuation of PART ONE of this story which you can read by CLICKING HERE!
After Fabien told me about the Alpha Pack party, I responded this way:
I’m honestly a little surprised you weren’t used sexually during that party or after by Master Anthony or one of his Alpha Pack. Of course they wouldn’t dare use his faggot without permission. But this sexual service is coming. Be ready.
Well Master Anthony moves about as fast as my mind can predict this stuff, but only a couple of hours after sending that email to Fabien, I received a startling (though not unexpected) reply:
Brother sam, are you a seer or something ?
When I entered Anthony’s room to serve his breakfast, he was already half awake and was very pleased. I put the tray on his lap and massaged his feet while he ate. When he was done, he put the tray aside and told me out of the blue: “That was well done! I think you have earned your own breakfast now!” He took off his blanket, snapped his fingers and pointed his morning wood.
His cock was impressive! Of course I knew what to do, but I had never had a dick in my mouth before, so I’m afraid I was not very good at it. I choked a couple of time, but Anthony grabbed my head to press it and force my moves. He was moaning “Good, very good, that’s a good boy, that’s a good boy who likes to please me” and so on. After he came, he gave me a little slap and said “Swallow it all, boy. You’re gonna learn to love my cock”. I could barely speak, but after I swallowed his cum, I managed to say “Thank you, Sir”. With his smug face I love so much, he said: “Good boy. Now go serve breakfast to my bros in the guest room. The guys on the couch can have leftovers if there are any.”
I served the young hunks in my bedroom a substantial breakfast to make sure the other two in the living room had some left over.
They all left for the afternoon, Anthony instructed me to clean the flat. I can’t help but notice he referred to my bedroom as the “guest room”. I wonder if this augurs anything.
First of all, I applaud Fabien for sleeping on the kitchen floor all night and then thinking, not of his own discomfort, but rather to make breakfast for the four Kings sleeping in his place! He also did right to serve Master Anthony first after correctly identifying that he’s the leader of the Pack.
But it’s Master Anthony who is the real surprise. As far as I know he’s a straight Alpha, but he’s so turned on by the fact that his power has claimed a faggot that he couldn’t help but feed Fabien his cock!
Already we see in Master Anthony a great power arising. He’s already an incredible Owner, better at it than most Alphas 2-3 times his age. Notice the commendation and encouragement Master Anthony gave Fabien while he sucked his cock! Also notice how Master Anthony gave firm but affectionate guidance when Fabien was struggling!
I was just as blown away by Master Anthony’s control of the situation after being pleased, giving direct orders to Fabien about the distribution of food to the other Alphas and the cleaning later. Again, Master Anthony is just 21 years old! Do you think they teach Alpha classes in school in France, or do you think maybe it’s something natural to truly powerful Alphas?
A bit later I received this incredible update:
Anthony came back alone at the end of the afternoon. I went to take and hang up his coat and then I knelt and kissed his shoes. He said “Nice one. Stay on your knees” and began to unzip his pants, then grabbed my head. He face-fucked me and had me swallow his cum, while we stared in each other’s eyes.
After swallowing, I said “Thank you, Master”. It was the first time I called him Master and it clearly turned him on. He gently slapped my face with his dick and said “Very good boy. And if I am your Master, what are you?” I bowed my head and said “I am your slave, Master.” He ran his hand through my hair and went to sit on the sofa. “Nice boy. Go fetch me a beer and massage my feet, slave.”
I’m sending you this mail before going to do the dishes while he’s playing video games. I feel so happy when he enjoys his time while I work for him.
This episode is a masterpiece of Hierarchical truth and fulfillment. I don’t know enough about Master Anthony (yet) to know if he’s ever owned/used fags before, but even if he has he has incredible instincts at such a young age!
But my brother Fabien is just as impressive to me. He thought he was getting a roommate to share expenses, but instead he has found a younger Master who will change everything about his life and finally give him true purpose! And here’s the thing: Fabien is running toward it, not away from it! He knows he was born to be at the feet of a gorgeous young Alpha like Master Anthony!
If you didn’t believe it before, believe it now: HIERARCHY IS TRUTH!
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!
Like I said in my previous post in this thread, Alpha behavior is largely predictable if you know what you’re looking at. Their needs are relatively simple and insatiable. Younger Alphas are almost entirely led by these basic needs. It’s much like watching cold/warm fronts and predicting the general movement of the weather. I’ve become a master meteorologist through personal experience, which has lead to my bewildering success rate.
But even I didn’t see what Master Anthony decided to do two days ago.
Out of the clear blue sky Master Anthony decided to have four of his Alpha brothers over to the apartment he shares with Fabien the faggot. In retrospect, this move seems obvious. The day before Master Anthony had broken Fabien and got Fabien to submit. So OF COURSE he would want to invite his Alpha Pack over to see his faggot in action!
And that’s exactly what happened:
Yesterday evening, as we saw it coming, he received four of his bros at home for a buddy night and I waited on them as a flunkey all the time. They were pretty comfortable following Anthony’s lead ordering me around and they addressed me as “boy!” or “servant!” or “bitch” while they were loudly chatting and laughing and playing together. I once again had to lick Anthony’s boots for all to see. And I also served as a footrest for Anthony and one of his pals.
I must admit sam, I was truly amazed to see these young hunks like a pack of wolves playing with their prey, with Anthony as their obvious leader.
I recently woke up today but they are still sleeping after staying up most of the night. I have been sent to sleep on the kitchen floor while two guests sleep in my bedroom and two on the sofabed in the living room. I think I’m going to prepare breakfast and serve it to Anthony in his bed and offer him a foot massage if he wakes up. Then I’ll serve them all breakfast (starting with those in my room, for I have a sense there is some hierarchy of sort between the four of them as well, reflected in where they’ve slept).
WOW!
This was a bold move by Master Anthony, especially given the fact that he is relatively new to living in Fabien’s place! But notice how the other Alphas around Master Anthony absolutely followed his lead and enjoyed using his faggot – clear Apex Alpha behavior! Master Anthony was teaching his straight Alpha brothers how to own and use faggots! Alpha mentorship at its fundamental level!
But also notice how much Fabien is learning about his new Master and the behaviors that drive him and his Alpha Pack! He’s a good student, and he’s picking up quickly! Fabien was absolutely right to identify the hierarchy among the four Alphas based on where Master Anthony placed them in the house! I love clever, genuine faggots like Fabien!
There’s more to this event, but I’m going to separate the second part from this one to isolate what happened next! Stay tuned!
I am so glad you are back and go on doing your fantastic work!
Since you are going to interview Alphaaesthetic8 next week I just wanted to suggest to ask him about his girls etc. And we all know that passing on genes is a big thing for Alphas. Maybe he has plans to do that?
Thank you and best wishes!
Max
Ummm … I don’t have any concrete plans to interview Master @AlphaAesthetic8 next week. I’d rather it was sooner than that! Regardless, that is in the works at some point.
As for Master’s plans to have children, I think it’s safe to say he plans on breeding and impregnating a female and making babies. But I’ll ask anyway!
I came across this site doing some research. So let me tell you my story
After my brothers left for university my parents took in two hokey players for the local club to bore them as they was not close to their home. I contacted to help mom with the jobs around the house doing loundry and food prep for our new borders. Things changed for me when my parents went away on a holiday leave me alone at home with the lads. After a few days they started calling me faggot. Then one night the lads were watching TV in the recroom. To cut a long story short I ended up giving them both a foot massage and they rubbed their feet in my face and said do you like that faggot I had a cum hands free when this was happening and they noticed. Does this mean that I am a faggot. After my parents got home things have gotten back to normal but I’m worried about what might happen next time we are left alone in the house.
James
Thank you for your question! I understand why you’re nervous!
The short answer is this: YES, you are a faggot. At least, you are a faggot to these young straight Alphas.
I believe these Alphas noticed that you are a faggot in hiding (and probably talked with each other about it in private) and decided to force you to accept your place in service to them.
This is completely Hierarchical and natural. They accept what you are and want you to submit and serve them. And I can guarantee that the next chance they get, they will use you again … possibly with even more intense acts of service. You very well could end up sucking these Alphas off before too long. Be ready for anything.
In the meantime, I think you should start meditating on what this experience teaches you about your true place in Hierarchy and what you’re meant to do. Clearly superior young Alphas feel your place is to serve at the feet of Men. Clearly, you do as well given the fact that you did it.
It’s nothing to be scared of. Follow your instincts and what they teach you about yourself!
faggots are obviously the servants and slaves to Alphas who they love and are totally devoted to. But can some Alphas love faggots? Back in the say when a wife was her Husband’s property she also served Him but He still loved her for who she is and her place in His household. Of course an Alpha could love a faggot the way a Man loves a dog, but for bi and gay Alphas at least, could They love us? Some of Them seem to want to have both egalitarian romantic relationships with women or other Superiors and only own faggots as slaves, but maybe some Alphas need hierarchy to be a part of all of Their relationships including the loving ones. Is that not possible?
Brother, your question made me somewhat sad, because it sounds so hopeless. I hate for any faggot brother of mine to feel that way.
I would hope that my nine years teaching Hierarchy (and especially, my careful reporting of true Hierarchical stories) would have dispelled the idea that Alphas cannot love their faggots. My previous site, FWA, oversaw four marriages between Alphas and faggots, including two straight Alphas! Additionally, there were many other examples of Alphas loving their faggots. Master Matt’s love of his four faggots … Master Jin’s love of Chin … Master Lorenzo’s deep love for his faggot Gio … Master Con’s love for fag Nick … literally, my work has been filled with terrific and inspiring examples of Alphas loving their faggots.
I can also tell you that I’ve been loved (and continue to be loved) by multiple Masters.
Of course, there are plenty of awful and immature/insecure Alphas out there who can only abuse fags. These Destroyer Alphas don’t know how to love anything properly, let alone a faggot. Sadly, too many faggots gravitate toward these types of Alphas because they mistakenly think that’s how true Alphas are supposed to behave.
Just know that there are truly great Alphas with huge hearts who can appreciate the submission and devotion of true faggots. They’re out there … so go serve them!
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!
The bravado and fearlessness of young Alphas is breathtaking. At that age they experience a constant rush of testosterone and adrenaline, and that causes them to express dominance in bold, surprising ways. Now, when they do that with other Alphas, it leads to fights. But when they express their dominance with submissive personalities, they typically get everything they want.
I have repeatedly experienced such bursts of young Alpha dominance, which is why I have had such success in advising others on how to approach the young Alphas in their lives. Alpha behavior is predictable, mainly because of the constant needs of young Alphas I mentioned above.
A week ago I received an email from a faggot from France named Fabien. He had an interesting situation rapidly developing in his personal life:
I’ve recently discover your site while I was searching something to help me think about my situation. I am reluctantly processing that I must be what you call a beta or a faggot (gasp!) but I am quite anxious about it.
A few words to introduce me. I’m from France, I’m thirty years old and an executive in a small marketing firm. I have always lived as a straight man, as I used to like and fuck girls regularly. Most of the time, in my professional and daily life, I am a rather assertive man and in positions of leadership. But also, I must confess, I have always been quite aroused by some few males who I saw as better than me, and always liked doing things for them and earn their appreciation. I never really explored that side of myself until recently.
To lighten my rent and have a bit of company, for the last six months I’ve been sharing my flat with a roommate in his early twenties, named Anthony, a student at a top university. To give you an idea: he looks A LOT like Tom Holland, including on the muscular front. Furthermore, he is very confident, cocky, smart and funny, and for what I know, loved by everyone around him. So, as you can well imagine, I am very humbled and very impressed by him. I pride myself to be a clever, rational man, but I feel like I’m turning into a fangirl for him.
Since he’s been here with me, I couldn’t help but be more and more agreeable to him, offering to cook for him, do his laundry, his share of the housework, and so on. Also, I haven’t been too insistent about asking him to pay his share of the rent. Several times in recent weeks, when he had a tedious academic homework to do, I offered to do it for him so he could enjoy himself. Each time, of course, as he’s a serious and bright student, he checked afterwards, but he was always satisfied with my work and it saved him a lot of time.
Over the last fortnight or so, when we’re both watching TV, he’s got into the habit of lying down on the sofa and resting his socked feet on my lap. Almost instinctively, without really paying attention, I’ve started rubbing them every time he does that. Last Friday, after returning from Christmas celebrations with his family, when we were in this situation again, he got up to sit facing the TV. So I stopped the massage, but he turned to me and said sternly “Hey, I didn’t tell you to stop!”. I rushed to my knees on the floor and said ‘Oh, sorry, excuse me” and started massaging his feet again. He smiled smugly and said “That’s more like it”.
I believe that, at this point, things are pretty clear, right? But I’m still nervous and unsure of what to do next. Should I go ahead and blatantly tell him that I am his bitch to use as he wants? Should I just keep going and see what he will do next? I know I sound pathetic but it’s really so new to me, I feel so confused. Can you please reassure me in any way?
Instantly I realized that this Alpha, Anthony, had already identified Fabien as a faggot. Not only that, but Anthony was also using his natural dominance to force Fabien to accept his place as a faggot so that he can take ownership of him.
Fabien was desperate to know what to do, so I advised him to really start submitting to Anthony and work up to kneeling and admitting to Anthony that he’s a faggot. I felt like I was overshooting, but Anthony felt particularly aggressive to me and I had a feeling a big confession would work with him.
But before my advice could even be implemented, Fabien wrote back with an update:
Thanks for your insight. I must admit I’m still processing things. Thinking of it arouses me and scares me at the same time.
Even today, while I’m working from home, Anthony (that’s his name, I quickly mentioned it in my mail! ^^) kept asserting his authority. This morning, he came out of the bathroom in his boxers. He stopped in front of a mirror in the shared living room and began casually stretching and flexing. I was peeking at him, mesmerized, and he suddenly said, “Hey, you know what, I could really use an upper back massage!” I impulsively went behind him, put my hands on his shoulders and massaged his back with my thumbs for a few minutes. He closed his eyes and moaned. At the end, he said, “Good job! You’re doing great, man!” and I answered “thanks” while he went in his room.
Later, at noon, as he stopped by the flat to grab a sandwich I made for him, just as he was about to leave, he pointed to his sneakers and said, “Hey, my laces are untied”. Without even thinking, I put one knee down to tie them for him. He just replied “Nice one. Have dinner ready by 8 p.m. Enjoy your afternoon, bye!” and left.
As I am writing to you, I am just realizing something: he never says “please” or “thank you”! He says what he wants, gets it from me, and expresses his satisfaction, but never says “please” or “thank you”! What’s more, I was actually the one to thank him for massaging his back!
I’m in the middle of a turmoil. I cannot deny the obvious, and yet I’m anxious as hell to take any step further. But I’ll think carefully about your advice, I promise.
So now it was apparent that something big was happening with Anthony. He wanted something from his roommate/faggot Fabien. I warned Fabien to prepare himself because Anthony was going to make a bold move of some kind.
Then it happened:
I am a coward. I did not follow your advice the other day. After dinner, I simply sat down on the ground, at Anthony’s feet, while we were watching TV. But things have gone crazy since then.
Yesterday morning, as Anthony walked around in the living room in his boxers, he pointed to a stain on the floor that I should clean. I knelt on the floor to do it, while he looked at me. And when he said “Well done”, without even thinking, instinctively, I bent down to kiss his feet! When I hesitantly looked up, he didn’t look surprised at all, but was instead grinning from ear to ear. He ran his hand through my hair and said “good boy” then went to his room. I was blushing with embarrassment.
I spent the day out, but on that evening, as I came in, he was on the couch, he told me he wanted me to drive him tomorrow for the day to buddies of his, some miles away.
I’m trying to accurately reproduce the discussion we had then. But I’m shaking furiously just thinking about it.
“So you just assume I’m going to cancel my plans to drive you there and back?”
“Yes, you are” he said with a cocky grin.
“You take me for granted, do you?”
“Why wouldn’t I?” he said with a shrug. “I’m used to get whatever I want. People are always bending over backwards to please my every whim. I’m just that great! Isn’t it why you kissed my feet this morning?”
I blushed. I was both very excited and very irritated. I replied: “And so you think you’re entitled to everything?”
“I know I am. Some men are just better. Look!”
Then, he put his foot on the corner of the coffee table. He snapped his fingers, pointing to his black leather boot, and calmly said: “Lick the bottom of my boot”.
“Why would I do this?”
“Because it pleases me.” he just said, leaning back with his hands behind his head.
I thought for a second I was going to shout at him, but I spontaneously knelt down and did what I was told. I licked the dirt off the sole of his boot. Anthony was smiling so smugly! My heart was thundering!
He straightened up and leaned towards me and said: “So, what are you doing tomorrow, boy?” I paused for a moment, and I replied: “I’m driving you wherever you want to go, Sir.” “That’s more like it. That’s a good boy” he said.
Then, I remembered your words, and I added: “Thank you for allowing me to serve you, Sir. Thank you for helping me to understand I’m born to serve a superior Man like you, Sir.”
He beamed more than ever and just said: “I knew I would eventually break you.”
And by the way: I’m writing this e-mail while waiting for him in the car while he’s having fun with his friends, ready to take them somewhere else if need be.
Anyway. I couldn’t escape my destiny. I’m a bit scared, but so be it.
BRAVO!
This is such an astounding moment, one that crystalizes the natural dynamic between a straight Alpha and a faggot who both accept their roles. Anthony is such a pure example of young Alphahood, full of cocky self-confidence. But it’s Fabien who really impressed me. Despite his own embarrassment and frustration about his submissiveness, he followed the lead of his faggot instincts and surrendered to Anthony’s power. If more faggots followed these instincts (rather than hide behind false masculinity), so many more would find purpose in more meaningful ways!
There’s more to this rapidly-developing story, but I wanted to start here with Anthony’s ascension and Fabien’s submission. It’s a near-perfect beginning!
