An update of my situation dealing with my previous hometown friend.  I appreciate the advice you gave but just wanted to give some clarification I don’t think I ever saw myself as an alpha even tho I was a vers top I just saw myself between an alpha and beta-dom just unlabeled until this point in time.

Since college ended for me I returned to my hometown for the summer where he’s no longer my neighbor but still not too far away. When I got back I actually ran into his mom at the grocery store and found out he’s actually going to the college I just finished. It gave me the perfect excuse to dm him because I was honestly stressing on how to casually text him after so long of not keeping contact.

So i ended dming him about college and we just caught up for a while him asking about my college and me asking how high school has been since I left and actually got to making plans to hang out for a family dinner. Eventually, I mentioned how I saw his gym pic and how hes so lean and muscular and that he should train me at the gym since he has a better physique and looks stronger than me now. His response caught me off guard as said “Man yk I’ve been stronger than you since I was 14 remember when I beat your ass when you were a senior lmao” but played it off as a joke. I took your advice and agreed with him saying it definitely taught me a lot about myself before he asked what I meant. I didn’t elaborate on this in my first question but despite being a vers top a lot of the bottoms I fucked were power bottoms. Even though I didn’t like being degraded or dominated I realize now that after that moment in high school I subconsciously took a more passive role or at least less aggressive role in sex and also a lot of rope play I think came from me being bound the first time.

I didnt tell him all this yet but just said that it brought up submissive feelings in me where I liked helping other people achieve what they needed. He probed further and asked me if that meant I just liked being a loser. I admitted that I felt that way in his presence and he left me on read before texting me to go over to his place to talk out of no where. I was curious so I did when I arrived he immediately kicked me down and chokeholded me before moving onto different positions making me tap out multiple times. By the fifth time or so I finally caught my breath to ask what this was for and he said thus is what you wanted right and he’s doing this because he enjoys the thrill of making another man submit to him. At the end he had me bow down to him and verbally say that he was a better man than i could ever be. Before I left he said he had heard of guys liking being dominated from his friends and found it kind of hot that he had someone older he used to look up to be groveling at his feet.

We haven’t talked more as I think I am and he is figuring out what to make of all this. I won’t lie I still think I might be a top but just him specifically makes me so submissive and while his physique is impressive it isn’t the best yet I literally can’t stop staring at his abs. Is there anything I can do to proceed to let him know what more he can do.

This is a follow-up to THIS QUESTION.

Thank you for following up on your previous question! 

I commend you for trying some of what I suggested to you! I’m sure it wasn’t easy! 

The last time we spoke, I said this: 

“So i recommend that you write to him (you could call too, possibly) and feel him out. Be complimentary about his physique, and toss in some commentary about that incident. Be complimentary about his power, and hint that it was a major turning point in your life. Chances are, he’ll pick up that hint and want to know why. 

At this point, you’ll need to be a little brave and admit that the incident awakened submissive feelings in you. If he’s Alpha (as I suspect), he will pick that up and run with it.”

Obviously I nailed it. This is almost exactly what happened! In fact, he was straight-up telling you this when he said he “found it kind of hot that someone he looked up to would be groveling at his feet”. In fact, I think that entire final episode when he called you to come over and he wrestled you multiple times and asked you probing questions about your feelings was the opportunity he was giving you to admit what you are. The fact that he told you his Alpha friends have been talking to him about guys like you is a HUGE sign that he was probing you! 

Even though you did a good job in telling him his presence made you feel submissive, you held back too much. He was looking for something more explicit. When you didn’t outright confirm what he thinks you are (a faggot), he didn’t feel like he should push it. However, I do firmly believe (based on what you said happened) that he did, in fact, want you to admit to him that you’re a faggot.

You just didn’t take the chance.

It’s not over with if you still want to serve him. I want you to start a conversation with him (either text or voice) to tell him that you’d like to talk to him about your last encounter. When he invites you over, you kneel and kiss his feet. Ignore the resistant voices in your head and do it. He obviously wants this, and you’re going to give this to him. He’s going to ask about this, and you’re going to tell him that his power made you realize you’re a faggot. USE THE WORD, BE SPECIFIC. 

He’s going to know exactly what to do with you then. I promise. 

You can keep telling yourself whatever you want to believe about what you thought you were in the past. That’s all gone now. He’s a much more powerful Alpha – a true Alpha – and you need to finally submit to him and offer yourself.

He wants you to do that. 

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Hi Sam, I think this is my final update at least for a while, but I wanted to say thank you for helping and really drillling the idea that I am fag into my brain I can finally admit that to myself and my friend now. I never thought I’d be here serving someone else but after my experience I think it’s my true calling.

Taking your advice I decided to seek out my friend for the first time instead of waiting for him to approach me. I greeted him in the morning by being on my knees and asked if I could worship him or serve him. I think he enjoyed seeing me finally truly submit because he let me immediately smell his pits and massage his body and had this cocky grin that turned me on so much. He forced me to look at him again this time and said straight to me “so are you ready to accept your place as a faggot” and I found myself saying “yes sir” without him needing to ask further. I will admit it took a minute before I could say “I am a faggot” and “I am your faggot Sir” because it’s just been such a difficult journey to change my mind and worldview but he was clearly satisfied by my responses telling me “you’re such a good fucking boy” and  I felt free after that moment.
But what made me realize it was the correct choice was actually what happened after. You know it’s been a difficult process getting to admit who I am and I had a small breakdown after I admitted who I was because I felt like such a failure that my parents sent me to college and I ended up becoming a fag. But he was so reassuring saying “I’m proud of you man and I know your parents are proud of you too and I got you no matter what.” It really helped in that moment that despite him being such a dominant alpha he was willing to give me so much support. Even when I talked about more of my concerns he listened and also promised me he wouldn’t tell anyone and that we could still be bros outside while I served him at home. I think I just needed reassurance and he provided it to me and showed me what a true alpha was like.
At the end he gave me a treat of letting me lick and worship his feet for the first time and I never thought I have a foot fetish but he has completely turned me. All I could think about was how dirty and sweaty his feet were but I was so hard while licking them and sucking his toes like all that mattered was his pleasure. My addiction to his feet is so sudden and big now that I stole one of his gym socks and have been sniffing it continuously since then.
I don’t know where everything will go since there’s so much for me to figure out especially with how my image is as a masculine guy turned fag. But I’m happy to say that I finally figured out this route is probably the best for me and I’m so happy to serve my friend. Thank you for leading me down the right path.

This is another follow-up to a previous question. I’ve assembled them into a thread … you can read them in chronological order by CLICKING HERE! 

YAY! I’m so proud of you for finally submitting to this incredible straight Alpha! You followed my advice to a “T” and it worked beautifully! 

You know how I know you’re a natural-born faggot? Because you love worshiping feet! Admitting our truth leads us to discoveries about ourselves that we never imagined to be possible before! That’s why the crux of everything I teach here involves being honest with both ourselves and others! Once we do that, amazing things happen! 

Speaking of honesty, it’s time for me to be honest with you, brother. This straight Alpha you’re now serving contacted me a couple of weeks ago and told me he thought your questions to me were about him!!! Ever since then I’ve been talking to him about his life as a straight Alpha and his experiences with faggot ownership, in addition to advising him on how he can take possession of you!! 

At practically the same time as you sent me this question, your Master emailed me to tell me about this very same event and how thrilled he was by your honesty and humility! 

And let me tell you this: your new Master is one of a kind. He’s whip-smart, thoughtful, dominant, funny, and extremely powerful. I say this with confidence: he’s a natural-born Protector Alpha. I’ve cherished my correspondence with him. 

He’s the type of Alpha and Master that EVERY FAGGOT ON EARTH would die to serve … but you are the one he’s chosen!! 

With that in mind, humble yourself and offer him everything without question! He knows what you are and accepts that. He wants to own you and guide you to become what you are truly meant to be! 

Straight Alphas like him are so rare that they make unicorns seem like an infestation. You are one of the luckiest faggots alive to have this opportunity! Give him 1000% of your devotion and worship! 

This whole mess will be graduating to a major thread on this site now that Master has given me permission to reveal the truth! Brother Mason, please start writing to me directly at hierarchyuniversity@gmail.com! 

Love, 

sam the faggot

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Hierarchy 276 – A Life Fulfilled In Service

Jamie, fag-wife of God Alpha Dino, has died. What does his life course teach us?

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Hi Sam,

I wanted to write again because I feel more confused than ever. As of now I know I’m no longer an alpha, since I last wrote, I have served my frat friend and I can’t deny that an alpha would not do these things and it keeps playing on loop in my mind.

Earlier today  we were supposed to hit the gym together but he invited me into his room and told me “How about you just rub and massage my soles, they’re so sore”. This was the first time I’ve ever worshipped feet so I was scared but for some reason I started growing hard feeling up his feet and smelling the stench coming off. Then he took off his shirt and said “God I’m so sweaty my pits and feet are drenched wish I had something to clean it all up” and looked at me in the eyes while I was rubbing his feet but I couldn’t bring myself to make eye contact. He ended up telling me “You’re so obedient because you’re a faggot who wants to be used right” and forced me to look up at him. In that moment I felt so aroused I was fighting my cock from becoming too hard that he somehow read through my masculine facade but also how easy he manhandled me. But when he kept telling me “admit you’re a faggot” and “say yes sir I’m a faggot” and “come fucking faggot just admit who youre a faggot to me” I couldn’t bring myself to do so. I felt so bad for disobeying but even though I was so turned on submitting to him I dont know if I’m a faggot. I think I enjoy submitting to strong men like him but I don’t know if I want to be a faggot or if I am close to just being a beta instead. It feels to much is happening with my identity at once and while I want to keep serving him I don’t know if I can tell him all of this. I’m scared of telling him or admitting I’m a faggot because what if he tells other people and no one ever respects me anymore. I just dont know how to satisfy my cravings as i want ti say for him because I can’t deny I got so much harder in that session worshipping me him than ever without putting my image or myself at risk. If you have any advice Sam on how to proceed I would appreciate it.

This is a second follow-up to THIS INITIAL QUESTION and then the FIRST FOLLOW-UP QUESTION. 

Well, I must tell you that this isn’t as surprising to me as it is to you. You see, this frat Alpha friend of yours knows you’re a faggot (as I said in the previous post) and he’s interested in taking ownership of you. I know how Alphas operate, so this game he’s playing with you is a bit like a cat playing with a rabbit before it eats the rabbit. 

Alphas are excellent hunters – the best on the planet, really – and you’re the most vulnerable prey imaginable … prey that refuses to acknowledge they’re prey.

This Alpha is BOLDLY confronting you about what you are, yet here you are defiantly trying to hold onto something you never had. He’s giving you an opportunity to free yourself – he’s practically BEGGING for you to do it – and you won’t take it. 

I occasionally work with @MasterA_2022 on X-Spaces to help faggots openly admit that they’re faggots, some saying it for the very first time. The results are sometimes dramatic, with faggots WEEPING after they say it to the group! 

I tell you that to let you know that I do understand your struggle. I know it’s not easy to accept. But I also know the freedom that awaits you on the other side of that admission. You’re desperately trying to maintain a façade that was never real.  

Here’s the thing: this Alpha clearly wants to free you from this burden as well. He sees what you are, what your purpose is, and how you’ve trapped yourself in lies. He’s offering a way out, a way to safely become what you were born to be. That is RARE, my friend! 

You mention that you’re afraid he might tell other people. You need to remember that he’s under the same social pressure you are (it’s just different because he’s Alpha). He likely doesn’t want it getting around that he seduced a faggot. 

Look, if you’re ever going to experience true fulfillment in your life, you must eventually trust a Man with your truth. Otherwise, you’re going to spend your life bottled-up and increasingly petrified of trying. 

You’re young now. You’re at your most energetic, vibrant, and beautiful. So is this Alpha. Now is the time to let go of stigmas and the judgments of others, and simply LIVE IN TRUTH! 

This Alpha is banging on your door. It’s time to open that door, and let him in!  

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Here’s a collection of verbal Alphas enjoying the submission and oral service of their faggots! Always talk to your faggots! Your words trigger a part of their brain and it makes them even hungrier for your cock and your cum!

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 one of the most extraordinary finds since this site has been rebuilt. A straight Alpha with movie star good looks and an effervescent joy of Alphahood radiating from him, Master Anthony has no problem pulling women and fucking them.

But his life took a radical turn when his friend Fabien unexpectedly submitted to him and offered himself as his personal faggot. Since that moment, an entire new world of absolute power opened up to him and he has ascended to levels of glory and pleasure that he ever imagined was possible.

All because he took ownership of a great faggot like Fabien!

Like any growing God Alpha, Master Anthony has been training his lieutenant Alphas of his Alpha Pack how to own and use their own faggots, and some of them have taken to ownership with just as much eagerness as Master Anthony! Two of his best Alpha friends, Henri and Charles, have taken faggots of their own and are also growing powerful under Master Anthony’s guidance. It’s been incredible to witness!

Master Anthony recently went on vacation with these two Alphas, and they were accompanied by their three faggots (Fabien, Clement, and Basile). Fabien already wrote about this trip RIGHT HERE, but Master Anthony wanted to add some Alpha perspective about the trip.

As always, it’s invaluable insight into the Alpha psyche:

Hey boy!

I saw that Fabien told you about our wonderful last vacation! My bros and I have had such a great time, playing, swimming, surfing, flirting and fucking girls, and ordering around three slaves at our beck and call! 

You know, I can’t believe I’m saying that, but I think I truly love my house slave. He and I are a perfect symbiosis. He obeys my every wish, every gesture, every glance. Often, he even knows what I want before I say it, even before I know it myself! I love being bossy and pushy with him, but I can’t help showing him affection now and then. Hey, a superior man like me has also some tenderness in him! It’s only right that I care for my devoted, hard working serving boy!

Yesterday, as I was fucking him hard, face to face, I leaned over his face and gave him a true French kiss. The poor boy was in complete shock! I laughed so hard seeing him completely in ecstasy, all he could say was “Oh God, God, God…”  So fucking adorable!

Oh and by the way, some days ago, as I was having breakfast in bed, Fabien gave a big loving kiss to my toe and said “That’s from my big brother Sam who sends his adoration for you, Master”. You inferior males are so funny! You wish so hard you could be serving me and worshipping me hey, sam? Well, keep praising my glory, I like that. You’re a good boy!

It’s impossible to not love Master Anthony. He’s so confident in everything that he does that he can do something like French kiss his faggot while he’s fucking him and it’s just play. He’s still the same straight Alpha he was before he took ownership of Fabien. This is simply a natural extension of his growing power, which he shrugs off with an affability that is almost confounding. He’s something absolutely unique!

I questioned Master Anthony about his development of fellow Alphas Henri and Charles. He responded beautifully:

Henri and Charles are LOVING having slaves as much I as do! And yeah I like to encourage them to try new things. Thank to me they tested the position of stomping on the head of a submissive while fucking it! That’s one of my favorites! 

I also introduced Charles to double penetration with his slave. It was cool, especially as his (faggot) needs to be put in line a bit LOL

My favorite moment was with two chicks brought back from the beach. One kissed my mouth, another worshipped my cock, while two stooges (faggots) licked my feet! I felt crazy! In such moments, I realize I’m really a God!

I LOVE TO BE A MAN ! 

I cannot tell you how blessed I feel as both a student and teacher of Hierarchy to know a young God Alpha like Master Anthony. He’s so open and honest and full of life and power. He’s just a breathtaking example of how hierarchy transforms straight Alphas into more than they could ever know otherwise!

I’m so proud of him, and also to be his!

The following post is part of a thread chronicling the life of domination of a God Alpha named Master Jase. CLICK HERE to read all posts in this thread in chronological order!

I love having God Alphas hovering over this site like mighty eagles. It makes me feel safe, but also constantly on high alert. I’m already a pretty conscientious, hard-working faggot, but these great Alphas keep me on my toes and force me to elevate my standards!

Of these, Master Toople is unparalleled. His vast level of real-world experience as an Alpha Master, coupled with an expressive, precise intellect, make him the perfect counterpoint to my own insights.

I knew the recent “Question From Readers” post from Master Aiden regarding his hierarchical struggles with a college Alpha named Master Ray (CLICK HERE) was something Master Toople would understand.

And sure enough, he appeared with this:

Aiden has already replied, but I do want to give my comments. Aiden has fallen into the complacency trap. An alpha presence turns inferior males on, it’s instinctual for both alphas and fags. We are admired and served and worshipped. However, that doesn’t mean alphas should sit back and expect fags to fall into our laps and onto our cocks. Aiden seems to have lapsed in that. He owned Jack and Leo, but seemed to not have done enough to keep them as his own.

I guarantee that any god alpha, any apex alpha, doesn’t wait. We TAKE and we ACT. We control, we persuade, we care, we break. Verbal and non-verbal commands are our tool and weapon, and if we don’t use it, fags won’t respond. My presence is overwhelmingly constant on my fag’s will, mind and body, at all times even when I am not physically there. They should crave, anticipate, want, and always still have some measure of disbelief at my sheer dominance.

Some alphas are unaware of the dominance sleeping inside of them until they are introduced to it. Ray clearly never experienced the heat of owning and exerting power of other males until now. He was awakened. And quickly rose to what he was entitled to. And Aiden, who introduced him to it, is now both confused and wary of Ray’s sudden rise.

Alphas are naturally competitive. We are territorial. We share, but we own. When two alphas meet who do not mesh well or respect each other, there is always a power struggle until one settles under the other. I cannot count how many alphas, proud and virile, have submitted after such a struggle. How having holes of their own to use didn’t stop them shaking as my cock filled their holes to breaking point. How many of their own fags I have returned, worn out and gratified beyond their capabilities.

If Aiden wishes to reclaim his masterhood, he needs to work on his intent, be demanding, and make his brand of alphahood something his fags would tremble for. Clearly Ray possesses something he doesn’t. But hierarchy cares not for feelings, only qualities. Aiden needs to choose. Should he feel proud of awakening another alpha, feeling proud of ‘raising’ another powerful male who has grown past himself? Should he feel jealous and concerned of his own alphahood being swallowed up? That is up to him. Some of my alphas who I have broken have rebuilt themselves and learnt from how I use and control them. They return to their own fags full of vigour and will, in full knowledge that they themselves will be on their knees in front of me.

Aiden has that chance to show he is still an alpha, but to also find his place amongst the hierarchy of alphas.

This post above by Master Toople should be taught in a class for Alphas. It strikes at the central power struggle always occurring within the Alpha hierarchy. It also underlines certain values and emotions that Alphas feel that the rest of us (including me) are not privy to know. Re-read it carefully, and you will have a deeper understanding of the glory as well as the burden Alphas carry with them.

These power struggles between Alphas are part of the “sharpening” process the Bible hinted at long ago. “As iron sharpens iron, so one Man sharpens his friend.” (Proverbs 27: 17) Alphas might clash like two mighty hippopotamuses, jaws wide and roaring, their power and rage apparent to all, but finish side-by-side, panting and laughing like warrior brothers.

Because that is what they are: warrior brothers.

In the end, the small skirmishes between Alphas pale in comparison to the greater glory of ruling the world together, shoulder-to-shoulder. Of being worshiped together by the same flock of inferiors, females, betas, and faggots, all at their feet.

And above these warrior brothers are even mightier God Alphas like Master Toople, who keeps watch over the entirety of his domain, shepherding them by the light of his own vision.

Hierarchy works!

Hi Sam the Faggot

I took your advice and decided not to try and explore further for my own sexual release. And honour Master Karim and be grateful for all he’s given me and what a wonderful life I have now.

I felt I should be open and honest with Master Karim as we have for all our relationship. So I told him my concerns and the conclusion I arrived to. I could not have found a kinder Alpha. It genuinely pained him that I was feeling that way, though he did admit he was glad I decided I didn’t need something more sexual from him as he would’ve had to stick firm to his beliefs and turn me down.

But Master Karim asked me to give him some time to think of things and he came back to me and said I might feel more satisfied if we explored me wanting to drink piss like I used to. So he said he wanted to start using me semi-regularly as his toilet. And said that he was comfortable giving me first dibs to his rubbers, so that way I get to have his cum without gay acts between two men happening in our house.

I haven’t had the chance this week yet to suck down on of his rubbers, but we have tried me drinking his piss. It’s been a little messy to start with but we’re getting better. And exciting to have a new thing to learn. It was a bit gross with the morning piss, but with perseverance and practise I’m looking forward to the day where it lights up my morning.

Thank you so much for helping me avoid temptations cheap and easy path.

Gratefully
Faggot James

This is a follow-up to THIS QUESTION.

Brother, thank you for following up!  I’m so glad to hear that you followed through with my advice and it worked out well! 

It’s truly a testament to what a good faggot you are and what kind of Master your Owner, Karim, is! Good Masters listen to their faggots and consider their feelings. Of course, a faggot’s needs are a distant second to the needs of its Master, but good Masters listen and consider them thoughtfully in order to bring out the best in the faggot. That way, the faggot becomes more useful … and more valuable! 

Even though Master Karim is a straight Alpha, he recognizes how vitally important you’ve become to his own personal power. A straight Alpha who owns faggots is infinitely more  powerful than a typical straight Alpha. Master Karim is really feeling that now! 

As for you, I congratulate you on being patient and submissive! It’s paying off with benefits already, and more to come! Just wait until you taste his seed the first time! You’ll be glad you took this course! 

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This thread follows Jamie, a faggot who began service to a straight Alpha named Dino that has lasted 15 years and led to marriage. CLICK HERE for all posts in this thread in chronological order!

I get many questions from faggots about the service of straight Alphas. I always warn them – you can definitely serve straight Alphas, but don’t expect it to last forever and definitely do not fall in love. It’s almost guaranteed that the straight Alpha will eventually fall in love with a female and leave the faggot behind.

But occasionally love has erupted between an Alpha and his faggot. In the five years of this blog, I’ve witnessed two marriages between Alphas and their faggots. So ultimately, it’s possible that love can occur.

But the letter I received from a faggot brother named Jamie really blew me away and destroyed any preconceptions I had about the potential of the straight Alpha/faggot dynamic. You see, Jamie met and began to serve a straight Alpha named Dino, and now 15 years later they are married!

The letter Jamie wrote to me is so breathlessly adoring of Alpha Dino (even after all of these years) that I had to re-read it a second time to absorb it all. It is one the greatest love letters I think I’ve ever read.

I’ll get out of the way and let James tell the story:

I first saw Alpha Dino at a friend’s home. He was staying with them while separated from his wife. He emerged from a shower and walked through the room on his way out. He had dark hair, blue eyes, dozens of tattoos, and a body to die for. He only had on jeans, tiny streams of water still adorning his body. Our eyes met and I immediately cast my gaze down, said hello, and tried not to orgasm. He was AWESOME. He grinned a tiny bit and went to his room. I told my friend, “I’m having that “. He said, “No, He’ll KILL you. He’s just out of jail and I’ve seen him beat men bigger than you down for just looking at Him.” I said, ” then I’ll die happy.”.

I stayed the night KNOWING that something would happen and sure enough at 6 AM there’s a knock on my door. It’s the Master. We started to talk and I was just honest about who I am and what I could be for him. We talked for 7 hours without stopping, discussing our past and present. At that time I just thought I could be his side piece and that He’d go back to the wife. I had yet to realize my true calling of faggot. He still had the attitude of Alpha Male but had been beaten down by so many women that He lacked confidence. His wife constantly undermined things like His dick size ( 9 x 5 wasn’t big enough for her) his looks ( He’s the most handsome Alpha I have ever seen) sex takes too long (when Daddy gets horned up he goes for hours and fills his bitch with several juicy loads) etc… so even though He hadn’t realized His Alpha potential, I did. Just as immediately He saw I was a faggot when I didn’t yet know my destiny.

So He decided to give a fag a try, only because I was a faggot who immediately worshiped him and because I was good for his self-esteem. He said we’d have a date. We rented a hotel room for after dinner but we never left that night. He was showering and commanded me to get in with him. He made me wash his Holy body. He got out, barked at me to hurry and wash and get the fuck in bed. I did. We got high and I worshiped his body for 4 hours. He refused to cum. I thought I might die. After lying awake at His feet watching Him sleep for 2 hours I put His dirty boxers up to my nose and mouth and went to sleep. In a while, I was awakened by His foot gently kicking my head. It was obvious I had cried myself to sleep. He grinned and told me to come to Him. He asked what the problem was and when I told him that I realized after our session that I knew I belonged to Him, that I was created for Him. I told Him His cum was all that I needed to be whole, to become everything that I needed to be, that His cum was sacred, it gave life, and how blessed I would be if He chose to gift me with it. He grinned and punched me in the chest. I came INSTANTLY and He became very serious. He told me He hadn’t cum because He hadn’t fucked me. He never came in a mouth because He came so much nobody ever wanted it. Girls had thrown up trying to take his cum, the few who even wanted to try. Never a cum freak I nonetheless told Him it was my destiny to be His and that meant swallowing every precious drop of His sacred cum. As a matter of fact, I had, overnight, developed an overwhelming NEED for every liquid from His omnipotent body. He ordered me to ” go get my fucking cum then cunt.” This Alpha Man/God shot a load like I never had before and I totally became his. I choked and swallowed, He growled and cursed and held me on it, forcing me to take it all.

Then the REAL sex and dominance began. He spent the next 19 hours fucking my face, cunting me for the first time, and showing me that I now belonged to him. That was 15 years ago and I still worship my Alpha God daily. I could count on 2 hands the days He hasn’t gifted me, blessed me with his gigantic load. I am proud to say I know what every inch of my Master’s body looks like, smells like, and tastes like. I am a lucky faggot. It was a VERY rough road for us. The situation fucked with Daddy’s head for years but we both finally found our path as Alpha Male and faggot (now I’m a faggot wife) I have His name, his seed, and His domineering love. Whether He makes love to me, fucks me, rapes and beats me, or just allows me to worship Him until He has no more cum to spray into me, I am truly blessed. He owns my soul. I am His…

I am truly blessed.  One of the best things about my Daddy is his ability to shoot a load and just keep on going. I am such a happy faggot. I am sure we’re not the typical Alpha and fag because of our different life experiences. He truly is a straight Alpha Male who just happens to love a submissive faggot. Not many people understand that He’s still straight. I did get permission to say this. When He decided that I could be one of His holes He was still fucking women, as a Stud should be doing.

But after about 5 years He decided no cunt but me would be allowed to have His cum because it so SO Sacred so He started keeping His used rubbers, tied up and tucked under His nuts for warmth, and bringing them home to lucky me. While I hate to admit I wished that He’d stop seeing women I knew an Alpha deserved to fuck ANY cunt that He wanted. The fact He was gifting me with His cum instead of them told me lots about His feelings for me. I tell you the 1st time he did that I worshiped Him until He had no more cum. We found out that when cum is depleted, then blood oozes out. I had my Alpha God’s sweat, cum, piss, spit, AND blood that night. That was also after the first night He allowed His fucktard cumhole to sleep wrapped in His hard, Macho arms. Now I am allowed to sleep in bed with Him most of the time. Sometimes I sleep at His feet which is very satisfying.  I belong at His feet  and sit on the floor between His legs unless i am busy caring for Him. Sometimes He allows me to sleep with my face in His junk when I have been a good bitchboy.  When I have been stupid or bad I might get smacked or punched or kicked. If I am VERY bad He will make me stand on my knees in the bathroom and watch him piss into the empty tub where I would usually sit and then rub out one one his huge loads and wash it down the sink instead of feeding me.

After 15 years I am His in every way. Thanks to our marriage He now LEGALLY owns me, I have his name, and I have worked my way up His relationship chart. That means from our 1st meeting I was his hole to cum in. That is the bottom rung. Next reward is being His cunt, then His bitch, then His boy, then His baby, and at last His wife. But as He says almost daily, just because I have made it to wife I should never forget that, at my base I am nothing but his hole to cum in. Nothing in this world could make me feel so complete, so at peace as knowing I am my ManGod’s hole to cum in. my life’s purpose is fulfilled.  I am His fag.

P.S. Don’t think it’s been an easy life. Our 1st year or 2 were VERY dark ones. It’s a wonder I am still alive to tell my story. Daddy was, and is, a REAL Man. He’s a thug, He’s been in prison, He’s beaten 5 men at one time with me watching. He’s beaten me badly, there have been separations, misunderstandings, and lots of drugs and sex and bodily fluids PUMPED into me–all of it His–but it was all worth my reward, Him. I only pray that I have been the best cumwhore and perverted dirty bitch that I could possibly be because that’s what my God deserves–the BEST!   

It’s overwhelming, isn’t it?

I absolutely loved the eruption of passion between these two from the start. Sometimes it overtakes us, doesn’t it? This awesomely-powerful straight Apex Alpha saw the worship he wanted in the eyes of this helpless faggot, and simply took it.

I also loved the bit where Alpha Dino would fuck a female and tuck the used condom under his balls to keep it warm so he could feed it to his faggot when he got home. So powerful!

Jamie has hinted that Alpha Dino might be willing to talk to me (apparently he is the strong, silent type) which thrills me to no end. I adore talking to straight Alphas about their road to faggot ownership, but this case is extra special because of the long marriage. I really hope he manages to give me some time!

I don’t know if this example helps or hurts the multitude of faggots hoping for something like this for themselves. I guess the lesson is that you never know what might happen whenever you meet an Alpha, but nothing will ever happen if you don’t submit and offer yourself. Jamie offered himself, and now he lives a dream with a God!

I have a serious question and its hard to ask and get into without explaining a lot of stuff.

I guess my question is – can a fag be in service to a female?

It might sound like a weird question but I guess I’ve been trying to figure out how I identify and exactly what I am.

My situation will probably seem pretty strange and idk maybe it is. I have a girlfriend. We’ve been together for about four years. We both identify as being mostly straight, but both had some same-sex experience when we got together.

We knew we were both open minded and liked to experiment and that’s always been part of our sex life. Even in the first few months we explored other kinks and things, and she started to explore being dominant with me. It was something I enjoyed so was more than happy to do it.

We also involved other people. We went to swinger parties. We found girls and guys online.

She found that she really liked seeing me do stuff with other men, especially taking a submissive role, and I found that I really liked being watched by her when I was in that sort of situation.

We’ve leaned into that more and more heavily. And we now have three regular alphas (two are gay/bi, one is straight) who use me on a pretty regular basis. They use me exclusively, they don’t do anything with her. She usually watches, but not always. But in my head, I’m doing it for her.

It hasn’t become what we do exclusively, but I’d say more than 90% of the sex I have is submitting to alpha men.

You might be thinking that this is some kind of cuck situation, but I really don’t feel like that’s what it is. It’s not like these men are ‘replacing’ me. She just really enjoys the dominance of being totally in control of what happens with my body, and I love serving her – and by extension submitting to men.

I just wondered if you’d come across this before, or if our situation is unique in any way.

Thanks for the unusual question! Tonight I’ve hit a trifecta of peculiar situations! 

I’ve encountered just one or two situations like yours over these ten years of answering questions. In all situations, the male partner is a “beta-sub” (see graphic) whose extreme heterosexual submissiveness actually ranks him below females in dominance hierarchy.

However, unlike the title you chose for your question (“Female Alpha?”), I do not recognize females as Alphas since leadership and power are not natural female attributes. It just so happens that your female partner enjoys watching you get used and humiliated by Alphas … but that doesn’t make her an Alpha. She just happens to have a kink compatible with yours.

I do wonder where this leads, though. How long before one of these Alphas claims you and motions to take you away from her? Are you prepared for that? How much longer before you’re craving the Alpha cum that has been impregnating you, body and mind?

Personally, I think this is a dead-end in the long run. What started out as experimentation has mushroomed into something slightly out-of-control. Be careful what you wish for!

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Hey man, I’m not sure exactly how to start this but to give you a bit of background I found out about the alpha hierarchy last year in college when my roommate, Jack, turned out to be a fag and showed me this page. I really resonated with being a protective alpha and enjoyed owning Jack as a fag especially just having a servant and hole to use whenever I was pent up. This past year I moved into a new apartment with a few random people but my fag couldn’t live with us because he had to live closer to his job. During this time I became close with one of my roomates let’s call him Ray. We got close going to the gym together and going to some of the same cultural clubs. Earlier this year we got drunk and he ranted to me about how girls were so needy to get blowjobs or have sex with and I agreed and told him a bit about owning a fag to just use without worrying about all the needy aspects. We ended up talking about it for a bit before he asked me how it worked and at this point I had 2 fags, Jack & Leo, I owned. I let Ray take Leo once to see if he enjoyed it and he ended up telling me the it was the best head he got and he felt powerful exerting his dominance over another man. Fast forward a bit he had a large stable of fags that he told me about and we always laughed about just having guys at our disposal. For a while everything was the same we worked out at the gym, hung out, and had fags help us with all the other work. But just this past month, Leo and Jack my two fags have been canceling on me saying they were too busy and just ignored me. One night I saw Leo leave Ray’s room at 3AM when I drove back from a party and realized they were serving him instead of me. I got pissed and confronted Ray about it but he just brushed me off saying it was their choice. Lately Ray has been just making comments how he can bench more than me and how good Leo serves him that annoys me that I just brushed off as banter. However, I’ve realized that lately he’s asked me to do a lot of things from getting dinner, driving him around, and last week he told me to give him a massage. I did everything just because we’re bros still but I’m getting the feeling now he’s trying to own me too. I’ve tried to get my mind off it because I don’t think I’m a beta or submissive, but I admire him because he’s smarter and has my goal phisique and I sort of strive to be like him. Now I’m conflicted in what I’m feeling an urge to not serve but help him but at the same time I thought I was a master so now I’m confused. So I’m not sure how to approach this now and I guess in a way figure out who I am?

Master, thank you for writing in with this important question! 

When I made the major revision in my Hierarchy Pyramid (the pinned post at the top) sometime around 2021 to include an Alpha Hierarchy, many people thought I was splitting hairs between Alphas about qualities that they felt made no real difference. However, time and many experiences like yours have only proven how prescient I was to make those distinctions. There are clearly delineated roles among Alphas, and sometimes those come into sharp relief through the battles you’re experiencing right now.

Master Ray is making power moves against you on multiple fronts; He’s poaching your faggots, he’s humiliating you in the gym, and now he’s getting you to obey his commands to serve him as well.  

What Master Ray is doing is akin to a dog or a wolf marking off territory with their urine. Think about it in those terms, Master. He’s pissing all over your life and claiming it for himself, and you’re allowing him to do it.

This doesn’t not make you a faggot or a beta, Master. But your actions are indicating that you are a lower-level Alpha. If you’re being truthful with me, it doesn’t sound like serving him does anything for you. So ultimately you are serving the greater Alpha hierarchy as a lower-tier Alpha. 

If you want more faggots to serve you, then go claim some more. Obviously faggots are responding to your Alphahood. Just keep them away from Master Ray or have strict rules. If you want to reclaim more of your Alphahood, you need to stop serving him (of course) and start standing up to him. 

You’ve been misplaying this so far, Master. In blunt terms, now’s the time to either put up or shut up.  

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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!

It’s been a little while since I’d heard anything from Fabien and his Master, Anthony. I figured they were just enjoying their blessed young lives and exploring their Hierarchical roles and all of the wonders that come from them. It’s easy to get caught up in the fast-moving life of Alphahood!

But today Fabien reappeared with an exciting update in his service to Master Anthony! Read this:

I’ve just returned from a wonderful week at the seaside. Anthony took a week’s vacation in a sea-front villa with two friends, Henri and Charles. Each of them took a slave: so I was part of the trip, along with Clément and a guy named Basile, a thirty-something bartender from a bar frequented by Anthony’s Alpha Pack.

A week of vacation for the Alpha Masters, a week of hard work for the inferior males, as it should be! With Clément and Basile, we were there to take care of packing, cleaning, running errands, cooking and so on. And of course, be there for body worship and sexual service when needed! Which wasn’t all the time, because of course they flirted and fucked a lot of pretty young girls. But you know Alphas: once they’ve had a sexual taste of faggot, they just can’t give it away!

When we arrived, Anthony said, “Fabien, you’re in charge of the servile staff.” So I did my best to coordinate and schedule our duties! It wasn’t always easy, managing to stay out of the way of the Masters and not disturb them while they were having a good time together, while at the same time taking care of all the household chores and making sure that at least one of us was always at their beck and call, ready to satisfy their every wish, but I think we did pretty well!

I also had to mentor Basile. He’s a gay guy who’s been subjugated by the Alpha Pack but hasn’t yet fully assimilated his destiny as a slave to Superior Men. I’d heard before from Anthony and Charles that Basile can be a bit of a drama queen and a whiner. The kind that sometimes thinks he’s his Master’s boyfriend and who indulges in his own fantasies. So I showed him and explained the Slave Charter. I repeated the same lessons I had taught Clément. “Be very attentive to what your Master likes, be proactive and try to anticipate his needs and desires. Keep in mind: it is all about him! Always put him first, put your own wishes a very distant second.”

The three of us serving boys slept in the basement, which we converted into a dormitory. Every evening, when we were together, I encouraged them and reminded them of our brotherhood. I told them : “We must stick together and help each other to deal with Alpha Men. We live in their world, but we can find our place in it, at their feet!”

On the last evening, yesterday, while my two brothers were packing for departure, Anthony wanted me to stay with the Masters while they watched TV. Of course, I sat silently at their feet while they laughed and chatted. Anthony stroked my hair for a long time. I felt so good, like my God’s beloved dog!

I’ve loved serving all three of them all week, but I have to say: no foot is better to lick and no cock is better to suck than Anthony’s!

I love that Master Anthony has been busy building his Alpha pack, and through the sheer force of his personal power and influence he’s gotten his Alpha brothers Henri and Charles to take ownership of personal faggots of their own! This is the first I’ve heard about Charles, but I’m assuming he’s straight like Anthony and Henri. But, as any regular reader here knows, when straight Alphas try faggot service they almost always love it and want it as a regular part of their lives for good.

In Master Anthony I see continued deepening affection for his faithful faggot, too. The petting, the kind words, the privileges he bestows on him … it all speaks to the type of greater Alpha he is destined to become.

But as proud I am of Master Anthony’s growth and power, I’m even prouder of my wondrous little brother Fabien! He has become completely devoted to serving his Master daily, but he has ascended up the faggot hierarchy to become a mentor faggot to his brothers. He takes great pride in coaching these faggots on not only technique, but also the mental/emotional qualities needed to be a valuable faggot.

It’s pretty clear new fag Basile has much training ahead of him. He would be wise to listen to Fabien’s direction!

Notice Fabien’s exceptional mentality in this follow-up in our conversation today:

Yeah Anthony now openly displays his affection for me. You can imagine how insanely proud and happy that makes me. But I discipline myself to not take anything for granted, to remind myself that his affection is a generous gift that I must earn every second by focusing on him and his happiness.

I am confident that Charles and the Alpha Pack will eventually break Basile. And when they do, I’ll be there to comfort him and help him fully embrace the blessing of servitude to Superior Men.

Fabien is the kind of faggot any Alpha would kill to own. His kind of selfless submission is a rare and beautiful one of such high value that he bejewels every part of Master Anthony’s life.

I really hope the gift of Fabien’s lesson is not lost on the faggots reading it. Let it inspire you to take action, fully embrace what you are, and surrender to it completely. Only then will you know the joy of fulfillment Fabien has today!

Thank you, Fabien! I love you!

Hii Sam, I am Asher. Few months ago I asked you about my situation with my uncle and my stepdad. Well here is the update.

As you said I started to do the household chores, even started to do his part of chores, he would like that as it would give him more time to relax. Slowly, I started to do all household chores, cooking, cleaning and he did notice that. There were even days, that I skipped college to do his laundry, as cleaning his undies is more important to me than some lectures.

Finally, one Friday evening, when we were watching T.V. , I told him what I felt. At first I just was confused with words, little panicked then , but  somehow kept cool and told him that I am a faggot and looked upto to him as my Alpha. At first he went silent for a minute, then he spoke. “I always felts you were a bit odd. I mean with your dad leaving, then your stepdad, then mom,  know it has been tough on you. And tbh, I kinda knew you were a beta, did not think of you as a fag, but… ya it is quite good you told this to me.”

He knew the hierarchy and he himself told me that he was an Alpha. In fact, even my stepdad is. I asked my uncle then does he have any fags. He said,” Not now, but I did have fags coming and going for many years. I would use them, get bored and tell them to never be seen again.”

Seriously, it felt so good to come out as fag to uncle. I asked him how does my life change after all. He told me that he won’t force me to do anything as it would be my consent, but I told him that I want to be dominated. He just said me to calm for now.

We had a long discussion and he asked me a lot of things , may of which I instantly said yes to. He said me that I must follow house rules as a good fag or I will be brutally punished.

I will remain naked in the house, take care of all the chores and cooking, massage uncle, eat after uncle, sit on floor and  will be sleeping on a mattress in uncle’s bedroom.

After this, I got naked in front of him and had a boner. My dick ain’t that big or thick. So even my boner is like small. My uncle giggled looking at it and asked if I have seen a thick big cock. I told him only in porn. Then he slowly unzipped his pants, and lowered underwear to showcase his monstrous cock. It had all veins on it and thick as a can. I asked him if I could suck or touch it, but he refused. “You have to earn it”, he said.

He noticed I was constantly touching my dick, so he asked me if I would be comfortable wearing it. I said no for now.

What do you think I should do now?

This is a follow-up to THIS QUESTION from January. 

My brother Asher, it is so nice to hear back from you! Thanks for writing!

I’m very impressed by your bravery! I am so tempted to turn this into a proper thread, because your example is just that important. 

I also really proud that you followed my initial instructions, but then took it several steps further on your own! Nice improvisation! 

It’s really awesome that your uncle recognizes hierarchy and your faggot status (and also identifies as Alpha!), which eliminates huge barriers. Things are going to move fast from here. 

Here’s a bit of advice that you might approach your uncle about: going into chastity. The erection you had was embarrassing and should really be under control, and chastity is the way to accomplish that. Think about it.

Keep me posted! 

Love,

sam the faggot

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This long, pretty hot clip features a young Alpha wrestling with a faggot, overpowering it, and then using it.

The wrestling part reminds me of me and my first Alpha before he actually forced me to be his cocksucker. He used to wrestle me like this.

It was a test. I passed.

Remember what it was like to witness the horrific events of 9/11? We watched planes fly into seemingly-impregnable buildings, and then gazed in open-mouthed shock as those two towers of steel and concrete collapsed into a massive pile of rubble and ash. The shockwaves of that monumental day still reverberate throughout the entire world today.

It left us scarred in awe.

We humans often struggle to come to grips with such forces beyond our control. We stare in frozen horror as a mighty tornado tears up a town like tissue paper, or gasp with shock as a hurricane comes ashore and pulverizes a city like Godzilla stomping on cardboard buildings. Our minds race as we attempt to make sense of incomprehensible power.

Now you know how the mother of young Master Lucas feels right now. Queen Sophie knew there was something very powerful about her son, which led her to contact me. In time I coached both her and Master Lucas before connecting Master Lucas with Master Dean (the teen God Alpha with the faggot twin Jimmy). Master Dean has been instrumental in sculpting Master Lucas’s power and skill with faggot ownership.

But even a mother of an Alpha can sometimes become overwhelmed or even frightened by what they see in their superior son. Notice what she recently wrote to me:

My good sam,

I wanted to thank you again for having put Lucas and I in touch with Sir Dean. Lately, I had some concerns about Lucas’ public display of His superiority. For example, one of His servants accompanies Him when He goes to the gym, carrying His towel and water. The other day I saw Him hanging out in the park with some of His classmates. He was the only one sitting on a bench, some of the others were standing, one massaging His back, others were sitting at His feet, and one was licking His shoe.

Part of me explodes with pride at seeing Lucas so confident and powerful. But another part of me can’t help but wonder if He’s getting ahead of Himself. I wonder whether it’s wise to display dominance in this way at His age. But I definitely don’t want to hamper His Alphahood development. I know that as a mother, I can often get anxious over the smallest stuff. I don’t want to be overprotective, but I sometimes need some reassuring.

That is why I humbly requested the insight of Sir Dean and He generously answered to me. He understood my concerns and advised caution. He said Lucas must be aware of those who surround the event, and that He should always scan for threats or negativity of any kind. I know Lucas will take Sir Dean’s advice and my concerns to heart. I trust Him to be careful while He enjoys the delights of His superiority, as is His birthright.

As the single mother of an young Alpha full of energy, trying to raise Him to the best of my ability, it is reassuring to have the support of a servile worshiper like you and of a mentor Alpha Man like Sir Dean. 

Kind regards,

Sophie

I completely understand what Queen Sophie is going through right now. After all, Master Lucas is still her “little boy”, and like any mother she just wants him to be safe.

I also reassured her that, while these extraordinary things Master Lucas is accomplishing among his peers might seem too bold or too dominant, he is simply channeling the power that he was given at birth. Hierarchy dictates everything that is happening around him and through him. All of this might be too much for inferior males, but not for Master Lucas.

No, he was born to be publicly worshiped everywhere he goes by women and faggots. If other people take issue with that, then they need to turn away like those running from the 9/11 disaster. Master Lucas is staking his claim on the entire world, and he won’t be satisfied until everyone kneels and kisses his feet.

And he cannot be stopped nor contained. You might as well try to stop the sun from rising in the morning, or stop the inexorable changing of the seasons.

Rising Alphas like Master Lucas MUST test out their powers, expressing them naturally and using them to bend reality itself to their wills. That’s what he’s doing right now, and so many females and faggots have come to accept their purpose because of his ownership. This will only deepen and intensify over time.

I agree with Master Dean. It’s so important for Master Lucas’s development to let him continue to grow and flex … and conquer!

Is it ever to early for a faggot to be put in it’s place? I was 13 when my friends dad started using me. He constantly said that I was faggot and that serving real men was my purpose in life. I accepted my place and love serving superior Men. I personally wouldn’t change a thing but some say that I was to young. My question is was I to young to be shown my place as a faggot?

Thanks for the question! 

Here’s where I get into trouble. You see, humans today have drawn an arbitrary and ever-changing line making ages 17 and under illegal. I abide by that in my own life because I follow the law (as long as I’m not tricked into something illegal). 

But here’s the rub: I’m a student and teacher of hierarchical truth. I can’t ignore that these kinds of situations you describe happen in our world no matter what arbitrary human law says. And there is a hierarchical basis for what happened. 

This friend of your Dad’s recognized what you were at that age. You likely were starting to figure it out, too. As an Alpha, he decided to start your hierarchical training early. And, as you said, you don’t regret it at all. 

I know what I’m saying above sounds bad to the pearl-clutching drama queens out there, but I’m speaking about HIERARCHICAL TRUTH here. That truth doesn’t bow or succumb to the arbitrary laws of temporary human societies. It’s beyond the questions of “right” and “wrong” from our lowly and relatively-stupid standpoints. 

The only question that concerns hierarchical truth is this: does it achieve the desired outcome? In your case, that answer is “yes”. 

So case closed. 

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Hi Sam!

I know you’ve briefly mentioned in some of your podcasts and elsewhere about your experience in prison, but I’ve always been curious to hear more depth to what your lived experience was like inside, especially being a faggot. I haven’t been able to find anything else where you talk about it. If you don’t mind me asking, could I ask how things were for you during that season of your life and how being a faggot either advantaged or potentially disadvantaged you? The following are some questions that usually pop into my head:

1) Did you have to stop wearing a chastity cage? If so, was that hard for you?
2) Did you jerk off at all?
3) Did you service many alpha men while inside? In what ways?
4) Was it common for you to give blowjobs to other guys or let other men breed you for their own release?

5) In your experience, are most men in prison sexually fluid? Straight? Gay? Bi-curious?

6) How did you let other men know you were a sub fag?

I hope you don’t mind me asking those questions. I’ve always wanted to ask them ever since I found out about your time in prison. I would absolutely love to listen to a future podcast about you talking about your experiences. I’d find that fascinating.

Thank you, Sam the fag!

Hi, brother! Thanks for the question! 

It’s funny that you mention this, because I’ve been meaning to flesh out more of my thoughts and experiences from prison/jail. I really just spoke about the experience in large brushstrokes on the podcast, and there’s really so much to say (some of it difficult) that it’s hard to really want to try. But maybe your questions could be a springboard to that.

1. Yes, I had to come out of my chastity cage before reporting to prison. I thought I’d be happy about that, but I was, in fact, quite depressed about it. I felt completely uncomfortable without it on. When I was finally released, one of the first things I did was hurry and find my cage and put it back on! 

2. I did not jerk off at all. 

3. I didn’t service many, just two (as I said in the podcast). I guess I could’ve tried to service more, but I was quite terrified for the longest time because guys move differently in those situations and can be quite dangerous. I was less concerned about getting dick than surviving. But regardless, dick found me and I ended up sucking off two straight Alphas a couple of times.

4. It wasn’t common for anybody in that situation and in minimum security (“prison camp”). Oddly enough, it’s much easier to get regular dick in higher security prisons.

5. They’re almost always straight or straight-presenting. Anyone who wasn’t was a faggot, and there were few of them other than me. My saving grace is my personality and my ability to ingratiate myself wherever I am. 

6. I’m an incorrigible and relentless flirt, always making suggestive comments to “test the waters”. But everybody pretty much knew from the jump that I was a faggot. One of the black Alphas in my “cube” starting calling me a faggot within the first 24 hours I was there (we ended up on fine terms, though). 

I hope I answered your questions well enough! This was kind of fun! 

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

It’s pretty clear that Master Steve, despite being just 31 years old, is quite advanced when it comes to faggot ownership. He seems like a proud owner of his faggot Mike, and that pride allows him to do things with faggots that most other Masters fail to do.

Like using faggots to mentor younger Alphas.

Mike recently received the following texts from his Master:

You can only imagine how terrified Mike was with this news. I mean, I’m sure Mike was also excited by the prospect of serving a young Alpha relative of his Master … but he clearly had to perform up to Master Steve’s unyielding standards! The pressure was on!

So I waited a little while before reaching back out to Mike for an update. But boy, it was a doozie!

What a weekend with Steve’s cousin, Alex. I left work a bit early on Friday since Alex’s plane was landing at 5:45. I circled the airport a few times waiting to see him come out. He texted me that he’d just grabbed his luggage and was heading out. When I saw him, he looked like a young god—6’2”, about 200 lbs, dark hair, and a mustache. Standing next to him was another guy, just as hot. I pulled up and waved, and Alex immediately started walking to the car, casually leaving their luggage on the sidewalk. I got out, said hello, and loaded everything in the trunk. We made small talk, and Alex introduced me to his friend AJ—who I later found out was only 19. About five miles down the road, nervous and unsure, I asked Alex if he needed to use the restroom or wanted me to get him or AJ something to drink. He said, “Yeah, pull over at the next exit,” so I did. I pulled into a gas station and sat there unsure of what to do. Finally, Alex looked at me and said, “You wanna drink my piss here or in the bathroom?” I said, “Wherever you want, Sir.” He replied, “Here. I don’t feel like walking.” I wasn’t sure what AJ was thinking, but after I was done with Alex, he told me to go drink AJ’s in the back seat. I did exactly as I was told, straining so much in my cage the entire time.

When we got back to Steve’s, they walked straight inside, leaving me to unload their luggage. Once I got it all in, Steve told me to unpack their clothes and get everything hung up or put away. When I finished, I went into the living room and Steve motioned for me to kneel. He stood up and pissed down my throat. By then, I was so full of piss and so hard in my cage I could barely think. Steve told me to get everyone a drink and start my weekend chores, reminding me I wouldn’t have much time on Saturday or Sunday to do them. I spent the rest of Friday night exhausted—cleaning, doing Steve’s laundry, being their urinal, and serving drinks while they played video games. At one point, Steve called me over while he was still gaming and made me suck him as he talked. He said, “Just to set expectations: Alex—and only Alex—for the next 10 days, has the same rights I do. You’ll do whatever he says, just like you do for me. Understand?” I stopped sucking just long enough to say, “Yes Sir.” He said, “Good. Now go finish the kitchen.”

They got tired around 11:30 and went to bed, leaving me to finish up. Steve came out to give me a kiss and reminded me that it was Alex’s birthday Saturday, so I needed to have his cake ready that night. I finally got to bed around 1am. Steve rolled over, fucked me, blew his load all over my cage, and said, “Get some sleep. Breakfast needs to be on the table by 7.” My cage was driving me crazy—I hadn’t cum in three weeks, and I was straining and frustrated. I knew it was selfish to focus on my own needs, but it was getting harder to ignore. Eventually, I passed out, only to be woken by my watch alarm at 5:45am.

I started cooking and had the table set by 6:50. I went to wake Steve, and while I was drinking his morning piss, I heard AJ come to the door. Steve told him we’d be ready in a minute. We walked to the kitchen and found Alex and AJ already at the table. Steve and I both wished Alex a happy birthday—he looked adorable with his messy bedhead. I poured everyone coffee and sat down, but Alex looked straight at me and said, “I need to piss. Get under the table and fully service me while I eat.” I looked at Steve—he didn’t even glance at me. I knew I had to follow Alex’s orders. I got under the table and drank Alex’s piss, sucking him the entire time he ate. At one point Alex said, “I can’t believe this is actually happening.” Steve replied, “Told you—when you have a faggot that’s yours, you can mold them into anything you need.” While I sucked Alex, Steve talked to him and AJ about the things he’d trained me to do and some ideas he had in mind. Alex stopped me several times—he didn’t want to cum yet. “I’ve got a better place for this load,” he said. When breakfast was over, Steve told me to eat light and get the kitchen cleaned up. He said he wanted to fuck.

After I finished cleaning, I went into the living room where they were playing video games and sat beside Steve. He asked if everything was cleaned. I told him it was. He said, “Good. Why don’t you take your clothes off and go suck AJ for a bit? I want to watch.” AJ smirked, pulled his cock out of his gym shorts, and I started sucking. I must have touched my cage a few times without realizing it—just a natural reaction from the pressure and frustration—and Steve snapped, “What did I tell you about touching your cage?” I apologized and focused back on AJ. Moments later, I felt someone come behind me—it was Alex. He spit on my ass a few times, and I knew what was coming. As he started sliding into me, I lifted my head from AJ and moaned. Steve laughed. It was my first time ever being spit-roasted in front of Steve, and it was overwhelming. Alex’s cock felt incredible, and sucking AJ while being used made me feel completely owned. Steve said, “Happy birthday, buddy. You’re going to be a mini-me.” I could hear the pride in his voice. AJ said he was about to cum, and Steve told me to stop. “All loads today go in his ass—not his mouth.” Alex pulled out and sat on the couch so AJ could fuck me. He didn’t last long before filling me up. Steve stood and said, “I want to cum now, but I want Alex to have the last load for his birthday.” Steve took his time, fucking me rough and deep while Alex and AJ watched. “When you fuck a fag, you don’t have to be gentle,” he said. I was on the edge of tears by the time he finished and blew inside me. Then Alex stepped up to take the final round. He wasn’t as rough, but he still made sure I was bred properly. I was left exhausted, dripping with all their loads. Alex said, “Don’t move. I want to try something.” He came back with the butt plugs Steve had recently bought. “I’m going to plug you, fag. You’ll stay plugged the rest of the day.” He asked Steve which one to use, and Steve said, “Go light—he’s never used them.” Even the smallest one was thick, around seven inches. When Alex slid it in, it took my breath away. Steve said, “Rest a second, then get us drinks. After that, make Alex’s cake, then you can take a short nap.” I was beyond exhausted, but I gathered the strength and did exactly what they asked.

That night, all three of Steve’s alpha friends came over, along with Alex and AJ. I was expected to be nude, plugged, and locked all night—serving drinks and snacks. About an hour in, Steve pulled me aside and gave me one of his signature “choices” to test me. “You’ve got two options,” he said. “Go get the piss gag and come back to ask—out loud, in front of everyone—if you can please be our urinal tonight and stay locked for two more weeks. Or, you can just drink mine and Alex’s piss the rest of the night and unlock Sunday afternoon. The choice is yours. Choose wisely.” I was so horny I could barely think. Unlocking Sunday was tempting, but I knew choosing that would be selfish. I didn’t want to let Steve or Alex down.

I walked to the bedroom, mind racing, and picked up the piss gag. When I returned to the living room, I knelt and said, “Excuse me, Master Steve. Sorry to interrupt, but may I please wear the piss gag and be the party urinal tonight?” The room erupted in laughter. Alex said, “Damn—he really is a true fag.” Steve smiled and said, “Absolutely, fag. Just don’t waste a single drop—or there will be hell to pay.” I stayed kneeling as Steve strapped the gag in. One by one, all six of them used me. I thought I was going to drown. I was soaked, plugged, locked, and completely lost in submission. I’d never felt such a high—emotionally, mentally, physically. It was an overwhelming and transformational moment. And Steve just smiled. He knew exactly what he’d done to me.

That night, after everyone left, Steve, Alex, and AJ each took turns fucking me again. We all ended up crashing in the same bed.  Before we fell asleep Steve kissed me and said how proud of me he was and thanks for making Alex Birthday Special.  I knew then I had made the right choice.

Sunday was a bit more relaxed. I had breakfast ready by 7am, and by 10, we were back at the gym. After the workout, we went into the sauna. It was hot, wet, and foggy, and Alex looked at me and said, “Start sucking.” I got on my knees and took him in my mouth. Just then, a guy walked in. I paused, but Steve popped my ass and said, “Don’t stop.” The guy just sat across from us and started jerking off while I kept sucking. After Alex came, I sucked Steve, then AJ. The guy finished on the floor, cleaned himself up, and walked out without a word.

Locked for two more weeks now. That’ll make six total. And I’ve never felt more owned in my life.

These kinds of true stories always astound me. The things powerful straight Alphas do are so fearless and perception-altering that I can’t keep up with them – and I’m a faggot who knows this truth and expects it!

I love that Master Steve clearly mentored his straight cousin Alex on the use of faggots, and was using Alex’s birthday as a pretext to further train Alex’s understanding of Alpha power through faggot use. I understand that there are straight Men reading this who are thinking, “I don’t need to use a faggot sexually in order to feel powerful,” but until you’ve actually stood over a faggot and pissed down its throat or face fucked a faggot until you pumped every drop of cum into it … you don’t really understand that level of power.

I’m so proud of my brother Mike for being eager and willing to do whatever he could to serve his Master and his fellow Alphas. It’s such a privilege to be used this way! So many faggots balk at opportunities of this sort given the dehumanization and the pressure these situations place on a faggot. But if you’re not willing to give up yourself when called upon by an Alpha, then you don’t deserve to serve these Kings!

This is the straight Alpha in his most natural element – balls-deep in a female, using her to express dominance and show off his power on camera. He’s fearless. He rules not only her, but the world. He fucks what he wants, breeds anything he wants, and is worshiped forever.

My Alpha and I been really lucky and blessed to have found each other. But I’m worried my sexual desires aren’t being met and I don’t know if me seeking to meet them is an insult to my Alpha Karim.

I had spent most of my twenties struggling with my identity as a faggot, before finally accepting myself and putting myself out there. I was really lucky to find my Alpha Karim and we were both in vulnerable places and were able to lift each other up and be better people, be better Alphas and faggots.

Alpha Karim had got a visa to my country with his fiance because it was her dream to live in the western world even if only for a couple of years before going back home. It was highly unusual for them to do in his culture in Iran, but he loved her and wanted to provide her the world. Unfortunately she took advantage of him and ran off after only a couple of months of them being here. It crushed Alpha Karim and broke him.

We got to know each other through some volunteer work I was doing at the time with visa workers and immigrants. I recognised he was an Alpha and I think deep inside he knew it too. We just became bonded so quickly. Though his religious beliefs were a huge barrier to him accepting himself as an Alpha.

Skip a few years, and we’ve been living with each other for almost 2 years in a unit we both rent together. I’ve never felt so at peace with myself and Alpha Karim has just been blowing me away with how more and more amazing he gets. He’s gotten over his fiance and even started dating again. And there’s just a light and spirit back in his life.

We’ve settled into a routine and I get to serve him a lot domestically through household chores and cleaning. Alpha Karim even allows me to massage his body and even kiss his feet as part of my special foot massage I like to give him. I’m so proud of how far he’s gotten past his guilt around his religion. He’s even divulged the nature of our relationship to one of his Iranian friends, Alpha Rasoul (I’m not sure if he is an Alpha or identifies as one but I don’t want to risk offending him).

I makes my heart sing that Alpha Karim really cherishes me giving my chastity to him and tells me how honoured and blessed he feels that I entrust the key to my chastity cage/belt and give over control to him. And I try to embrace as much of his culture and religion as he’ll teach me. But there are some hang ups from his religious beliefs that prevent me from getting to fulfill my sexual desire. He doesn’t believe in gay sex, not even oral. And he feels uncomfortable about me cumming to gay porn under his roof. When we’re unlocking the cage for hygiene checks and for rest breaks from chafing or rubbing, we agree for me to wank in the parklands near our house so I can get some sexual relief using my mobile phone and hiding behind a tree at night. But sometimes I just feel like it’s not very satisfying.

I mean Alpha Karim is the most amazing person I’ve ever met and he does allow for that physical and sensual connection between us whether it’s though massaging him or hugging or letting me kiss/lick his feet. He never gets upset when I sniff his dirty clothes (while I have the cage on). But with Alpha Karim’s needs being met by women and his religion making him cautious of gay acts, I wonder what ways I can get sexual satisfaction or whether I’m missing the forest for the trees? I have 1000 and 1 things to be grateful, am I being selfish and focussing on what I don’t have instead of being grateful for the wonderful life I do have?

Faggot James

Thanks for writing to me, brother! 

Congratulations on finding such a true straight Alpha to serve! What you’ve accomplished with him, helping him to overcome Islamic programming to this point, is to be commended! That’s not an easy thing to do at all, because Islam is a very strict and fanatical religion in many ways. 

But I think you realize that what you currently have with him is as far as it’s going to go (most likely). Now, what you have COULD be enough if you could control your sexual desires better and stop focusing on achieving sexual release. I don’t think you’re there yet, though.

Think about this: what is a faggot, exactly? A faggot is a slave/servant of superior Men. We exist to satisfy and please them in whatever way THEY want/need. 

Notice that definition does not mention the needs of the faggot? That’s because a faggot is meant to be SELFLESS. 

Master Karim has bent his belief system quite a bit already in order to allow you to serve him. He’s even taken you in, and he’s caring for your upkeep and training. And he’s so proud of you that he’s telling his friends about you and what you are. These are HUGE steps for someone like him, and it’s all due to your faithful and attentive service! 

I would try to focus on those things you’re accomplishing through your submission, and relish the moments you get to serve such a powerful and magnificent Alpha Master!  

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