The following post is part of a thread chronicling the submission of a faggot named Carson to his Alpha father Colby. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!

This site has dealt head-on with a lot of controversial topics, and I’ve ferociously defended my coverage of these topics regardless of how many readers I lose in the process. Hierarchy has many uncomfortable facets that we cannot shy away from simply because it’s taboo or socially unacceptable. We stifle our growth and knowledge by hiding!

One of the more shocking topics I’ve covered are the hierarchical sexual dynamics between fathers and sons. This is extremely complex stuff, fraught with various dangers but also promising safety and mentorship. I’ve covered a surprising number of these “incestuous” pairings, and most of them became wildly successful and quite healthy. The most “famous” of these cases involved little Jimmy, the faggot who enthusiastically serves his father Master Dino and his two Alpha brothers, Masters Chad and Dean. Their story and my detailed coverage of it has helped countless people over the years.

The latest such story involves an inexperienced faggot named Colton who lives with his Alpha father Colby and his older Alpha brother. Colton came to me because he had been stealing and sniffing their underwear and it seemed like Master Colby was detecting that Colton was a faggot. You can catch up on Colton’s previously-anonymous Questions From Readers asks by following the link above.

Up to this point, Colton has sucked his Dad off a couple of times, but Master Colby has been hinting around about fucking/breeding him.

Well, it happened:

After I was done with classes Tuesday, dad picked me up to took me to the gym. My brother Phil, has taken me to the gym a couple times with to get me into it but it never really stuck so I don’t really know what I’m doing. He taught me how to do a few things but mostly focused on squats.

Back at home I’m, he told me I was going to shower with him. His scent in the car was driving me crazy so I was looking forward to being all over him.

Once we got in the shower he instructed me to get on my knees and wash his balls with my tongue. His big balls taste so fucking good, the source of the sweat and testosterone I’ve been thirsting for my entire life. His giant dick got hard while I was working on his balls.

He told me to get up and he spun me around, started inspecting my ass and commented on my lack of ass hair. He soaped up a finger and put it in my hole. I made a little yelp and he said “goddamn you are tight”.

He spat in his hand and started rubbing his dick, so I placed my hands up against the tiles to brace for what was coming. He squatted down a little to get to my level placing one hand on my shoulder, and the other was guiding his manhood to my hole. I could feel that meaty head pressed up against me. I felt the pressure building until busted open my hole. I don’t even know what type of noises I was making at this point. I was in pain but I felt so full and so used it was amazing.

He took me in that position for a while until he grabbed me by my waist. He got up from squatting down to my level so my feet were dangling. My only support was his grip on my waist, his cock inside me, and my hands against the tile. He pulled me onto the base of his cock and something changed. I wasn’t focused on the pain anymore. I felt so primally full of his manhood and like I was serving his purpose. I think I had an anal orgasm because I was shaking all over him.

I think the way I was shaking felt good for him because he started pounding me faster for a few minutes until he made a deep grunt. I could feel his load shoot into me, then he set me down.

He called me a good boy and had me finishing washing his body. After the shower he told me to go to bed.  I was exhausted and feel obedient so I did.

Two days later my ass is still sore but I feel like I need him again. I feel an emptiness like I was meant to take him. I’m excited for my cage to come, I think he will want to breed me again after he locks me up.

What an incredible experience! Master Colby knew exactly how to take his son’s virginity! He was firm, yet tender with his faggot son, helping Carson to accept his place while also experiencing vital lessons in how to properly take an Alpha’s cock!

I wanted to address the “shaking” that Carson mentions. Carson was definitely cunted during the fuck (there is plenty of material on the site involving cunting), and the involuntary shaking is one of the key indicators. I wish all faggots could experience being cunted as part of their first time! It would make the entire experience much less traumatic!

I wonder how many faggots Master Colby cunted in his early years as a straight Alpha using fags. I don’t have any indication of how often Master Colby used faggots in his past, but he clearly knows how to wield his cock!

Carson mentions the emptiness inside of him, something I’ve termed “the void”. It’s like a yawning chasm inside a faggot’s gaped and bred hole that practically growls for more cock. Master Colby must have a pretty big dick to have gaped Carson so thoroughly! Part of the effects of “the void” comes from the actual penetration, but another part comes from the load deposited inside the faggot. The Alpha’s cum is absorbed directly into the faggot’s bloodstream where it then induces powerful hypnotic submission in the faggot. This causes the faggot to crave the Alpha even more, just as nature designed it.

The coming chastity cage will dramatically increase Carson’s need for his Alpha father’s cock/cum. I think it will also arouse Master Colby more than he realizes right now. But, more importantly, the cage will help structure and enhance the training to come as Master Colby shapes his faggot son into a proper faggot.

I can’t wait!

I’m 19, gay, and I’ve been thinking about this more and more lately and wanted to hear from people who might understand.

I grew up with my single dad  who is in his mid 40s and older brother who is 21. My dad played college football back in the day and even now he still has that presence. Tall, broad shoulders, built, confident without trying. My brother took after him almost exactly. Same height, same frame, same way people just seem drawn to him.

Growing up I always idolized them and tried to emulate them, but it wasn’t really until I was in highschool that I realized we weren’t really the same. I held out for a growth spurt and some excess confidence that never came.

They are both very supportive of me even when I came out as gay (my dad even told me he fooled around in college), but I just realized even without the gay part people would never see me the way that they see them.

It seemed like girls and guys always orbited my brother, he was the quarter back on the football team. My dad never seemed to chase attention but somehow always had women chasing after him, even cause a minor scandal when he was caught with my friends mom who was married. My brother’s the same. He doesn’t really try and still people want to be around him. Even other guys seem to naturally defer to him.

Then there’s me.

I’m short. Skinny. Never athletic. I’m gay, which I don’t think caused it, but it made me notice dynamics differently. I’m not intimidating, not dominant, not the guy people look at when he walks into a room. I’ve always felt more comfortable observing than leading. I think if it weren’t for my brother I probably would have been fucked with a lot more in school. The football team kind of acted like a squad of bully’s but they wouldn’t do anything if it was against him.

For a long time I thought I’d eventually grow into being like them. But lately I’ve accepted I’m just not built for that role. I found your website looking to alpha males and honestly I think I’m a faggot.

Not in a self-hating way. More like realizing some people seem naturally suited to being the center of gravity and others aren’t.

I look at my dad and brother and think, these are alphas. Since the house was just guys, it was always pretty bro-y. We’d hang out in just in our underwear, rough house, talk in rude and gross ways.

Honestly, a big part of my gay awakening was when I was in middleschool and I guess all my dad’s underwear was dirty because he wasn’t in his usual underwear, he was just hanging out naked. I hadn’t grown pubes yet, and had never seen a grown man’s dick. I was in awe at the hair, his size, and even the smell that filled the room. I asked him why mine wasn’t like that and he said when I became a man, mine would grow to be like his (not even close).

Ever since then I have since around then loved smelling their underwear whenever I get the chance.

Anyways, this leads up to the main reason I am writing in. My brother went to school out of state 3 years ago, but I started going to a local community college so for the past few years it’s just been me and dad.

This Saturday, we were watching a movie and he was drinking a bit. Shooting the shit like usual. Out of no where he asked me if I was bottom? I took a second to process that he’d ask me something like that. I told him that I haven’t had an experiences other than oral, but that I think so. He said he figured and grinned a little bit while he sipped his beer. That offended me a little bit and he asked him why. He asked if I thought I was always sneaky grabbing his dirty underwear out of the hamper. I was probably as red as a tomato I was so embarrassed. “You could always just ask, bud” and he chuckled a bit  and grabbed his bulge. He was just wearing tighty whities. I was so flustered I couldn’t think of how to respond, I was embarrassed that I knew what I was doing, embarrassed that he could tell I was a bottom. I just turned my head toward the movie but honestly could not take in any of the information.

I don’t know how many he had, but he was definitely feeling it. He pulled out his giant veiny dick and said “You can always come straight to the source”. I had never seen it hard and it was like a pornstar’s. I was in shock but then he was even clearer “You can suck on it if you want”. I couldn’t believe this was actually happening. I got on my knees in front of him. He kept chuckling. I put his tip in my mouth and start sucking. I knew the scent and taste so well from his underwear but it was stronger and triggered something it me. Tried to get my lips to the base but I couldn’t so I just sucked on the top half and worked the base with my hands. He must have been needed it because he came in my mouth after about 2 minutes. I swallowed. It was amazing. But suddenly the reality that I just sucked my dad’s dick. He patted me on the head and said I was a good boy, while he put it back in his underwear.

I was full of excitement, and horror, and his cum. It was my ultimate fantasy but now I wondered what this meant for our family. He just turned back to the movie but I ran to my room. Furiously masturbated and then went to sleep.

When I woke up I could still taste his musk. And at first I savored it before getting in my head again and hoping he was too drunk and wouldn’t remember it.

When I went downstairs he was already up and had made coffee. So I was pretty sure he wasn’t so drunk he wouldn’t remember. My fear was confirmed when he asked why I ran off so quick last night. I was horrified but we had a good and incredibly embarrassing conversation. He said he had used lots of boys like me in college. I shouldn’t be ashamed of who I am. That we were in this together and that we could both help each other out. He said it was completely up to me but that he could tell by how quickly I got on my knees that I’d want more. We had a pretty normal lazy Sunday after that but my mind keeps racing.

Do you have any advice? Have you heard of other alpha fathers using their faggot sons? Is this natural?

My little brother, thank you for writing to me!

I must admit, I’m a little disappointed in myself. I’ve been at this so long and have had so many really crazy true stories that I feel like I should’ve seen that wild plot twist in your experience coming a mile away! I can only imagine how you felt and how confused you must be right now!

Let me answer this in “reverse”. Yes, I’ve covered multiple “Alpha Father sexually uses his faggot son” scenarios over the 11-year lifespan of this site. I’ve never seen any turn out negatively; in fact, quite the opposite! In possibly the most remarkable example, God Alpha Dino used (and occasionally still does use) his faggot son Jimmy. Their stories can be found in the right sidebar or by following the links I’ve provided.

The world condemns such relations between fathers and sons, of course, but hierarchy doesn’t operate within the narrow parameters of “moral values”. Hierarchy distills relationships (especially male relationships) into the pure animal instincts found within the power and dominance. At that level, your Dad ceases to be your father and simply transforms into a feral and dominant Alpha with needs that supersedes yours as the faggot programmed to satisfy them.

It’s that instinctive wiring we all have that caused your Dad to understand what you are and pull out his dick, and the instinctive wiring in you that caused you to immediately kneel and service him. Can you see that, feel that, understand that? I bet you can, and I bet your Dad can, too.

That’s why I don’t consider this situation to be “wrong”. You and your Dad are simply two males fulfilling roles you were born to play hierarchically.

It’s not surprising that your Dad used faggots in school. Many straight Alphas do. I’ve been the “first faggot” to multiple straight Alphas, so I can say it with confidence that straight Alphas possibly understand best how to use and train faggots because they are typically more in-touch with pure, unfettered masculinity. Your Dad has likely known what you are for a long time, but like any great Alpha he watched over your development and acted only when he felt it was the right time to teach you these important hierarchical lessons.

In some ways, having a Dad who is also a Master is the best situation for young faggots. Your Dad can train you with love and care, something that isn’t always guaranteed out in the world. Your Dad can strengthen your self-esteem, something lacking in many faggots. This will help you make better choices so that your precious gift of submissive service isn’t wasted on unworthy pretenders.

There is no better example of this than Jimmy. Master Dino’s use of his faggot son and the training he’s provided him has made Jimmy into one of the strongest faggots I know, and Jimmy is constantly overjoyed by the privilege he has serving both his God Alpha father and his two Alpha brothers (again, I strongly encourage you to read those threads).

I hope my answer covers your initial concerns, little brother. I know you’re reeling from all of this, but sharing these feelings with your Dad will help him understand how to guide you. I would really like you to share this post with him so he can read what you wrote and how I responded. You are, after all, his faggot … so he should be involved in any influences on you.

I’m always here if you need me. Please feel free to write to me anytime!

Love,

sam the faggot

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This might be a world record, folks!

My brother @dcthroat kept this Alpha’s giant dick down his throat for 7 minutes and 40 seconds! 👏🏻👏🏻👏🏻

The throat control required for this is beyond next level!

The Alpha rewarded him with a relaxed exhale!

“You’re going to be my best fucking faggot, right?”

This straight Alpha uses verbal and physical cues while training his faggot to suck his dick properly.

This is how it happens everyday!

The following post is part of a thread following a 26-year-old straight Alpha engineer who has discovered his new, younger roommate named Samuel is a faggot. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!

A couple of days ago I received an experience from a 26-year-old straight Alpha in my Questions From Readers inbox. You can read it by CLICKING HERE. In it, the Alpha (later naming himself Master Stretch) told me about a younger male from his company who was staying at his place temporarily. This younger male, another engineer named Samuel, was voluntarily doing domestic chores around the house, and this alerted Master Stretch to the fact that Samuel might be a faggot.

So he asked me for advice on the situation. I was sure Samuel was a faggot, but I didn’t know how he might react if Master Stretch suddenly or aggressively made a move to use him. So I advised Master Stretch to take the course I once advised straight Master Jin to take with his faggot roommate Chin years ago.

Well, what do you know? It worked like a charm!

Follow up on the fag: When he finished his cleaning after work today, I asked him to grab me a Modelo from the fridge. He did it without hesitation.

That led to a conversation. I asked whether he’d enjoyed being my domestic faggot for the past couple of weeks. He immediately pushed back on the label, but admitted that he genuinely likes the living situation and likes feeling useful around the house.

I pointed out that he’d basically been acting like a housewife without ever being asked. We ended up talking for quite a while about why he had taken on so many household responsibilities voluntarily.

What surprised me was that, even though he still hated the word, he admitted that he enjoys having clear expectations and a defined role. He said he likes knowing what’s expected of him and likes feeling useful when he takes care of things.

At one point he told me he’d stop looking for an apartment if he could keep staying in the basement under the same arrangement. He said he likes living here, likes being useful, and likes the routine we’ve settled into. He still rolled his eyes every time I called him a faggot, but he didn’t seem nearly as interested in arguing about it as he was at the start of the conversation.

I should also be clear that while we work for the same company, I am not his supervisor.

Awesome!

I must admit I was a little bit annoyed that Samuel resisted being referred to as a “faggot”. I have no doubt that Samuel loved being called that, but it’s just part of a silly defensive system faggots put up in order to get through everyday life.

However, any successful faggot needs to overcome such reflexive defense mechanisms. Instead, we must embrace that term and its meaning. I’m not saying that ever faggot needs to be militant or “out and proud” about being a faggot as I and others are, but there must be at least an internal acceptance of that purpose. Otherwise, how will one be ready when an opportunity like this one arrives??

Fortunately, Master Stretch has had dealings with faggots in the past when he was a wrestler in school, so he knew to keep up the pressure on Samuel.

And that worked!

I was speaking with Master Stretch late tonight on the Discord and he added this:

He’s already more of a faggot that I realized. When I came back from my lift he was cleaning in a jockstrap. I had him keep his face in my crotch while I was drinking, smoking my cigar, and watching tv. Since he’s involved with my work I wanted to make sure I really got control before doing anything explicitly sexual but I’m going to start using his throat. Wasn’t resisting it when I called him a faggot today lmao. He just needs a strong hand.

Then Master Stretch, apparently too horny to resist, decided to take action:

Think I messaged you about using some faggots in school when I was in wrestling. Mostly got head but I did fuck one of the more submissive ones a few times. In retrospect I definitely cunted him. He started driving me around everywhere and buying me food and shit, and I want to control Sam on the same. I have always taken advantage of weaker guys around me. And in a wrestling environment that was really already about dominating other men, it did just feel natural to use weaker guys. And it’s easy to suss out who is who in that environment.

Was planning to ease him into it a bit, but I’m getting pent up thinking about it again, I’m going to go down there and use his throat!

A little while later I received this message:

Lighting up another cigar, he definitely struggled on it but I guess not too much, because he said “thank you sir” after I unloaded down his throat lmao. I don’t think he knew what was going on at first because he was sleeping and I woke him up with my cock in his face and told him him open his faggot mouth.

That’s how it’s done!

Alphas don’t ever need permission or even the suggestion of such before they take what they want from a faggot. In fact, Alphas taking charge in this manner strengthens hierarchy by forcing its application and teaching inferiors their place. Deep down, every faggot knows that they exist to serve the needs of Men, but too many faggots have mental and emotional blocks preventing them from submitting entirely.

Those blocks must be kicked in.

Master Stretch went downstairs and fed his new faggot the first of many loads. There’s no doubt that the faggot slept much better now that it has its purpose and a belly full of Alpha cum!

This is exactly how it was meant to be!

I’m a 26-year-old engineer who moved up quickly and recently became a senior engineer at my firm. A junior engineer straight out of school joined the company and was given a relocation package that covered a hotel for two weeks while he looked for an apartment.

At the end of those two weeks, he still hadn’t found a place. Since I have a finished basement close to the office, I offered to let him stay there and pay me rent. He’s been living with me for about two weeks now.

What has surprised me is how naturally a dynamic seems to be developing. Without me asking, he’s started cleaning the house after work, doing laundry, washing dishes, and generally taking care of domestic chores. He seems genuinely eager to be useful and appreciative of having a stable place to live.

He’s younger, smaller, and much less established professionally than I am, and the whole situation has me wondering about the line between landlord, mentor, boss, and something more.

I actually found your podcast while looking for discussions about straight men making use of willing gay boys for domestic service. It got me thinking about whether the arrangement should simply continue as it is, or whether there is value in explicitly defining what is already happening rather than leaving everything unspoken.

If a boy seems happiest taking care of the home and being useful to the man providing for him, is there any reason not to acknowledge that directly? How would you approach a conversation about stopping the apartment search and making him explicitly a live in faggot. How should I take advantage of this situation?

Master, thank you so much for writing! This is an extraordinary letter!

This is not the first time the podcast has led straight Alphas to the site and eventually to the truth about hierarchy. Every time it happens, I’m just so overwhelmed with gratitude for it.

Let me just preface my advice with these hierarchical truths: hierarchically-speaking, straight Alphas deserve worship and service from every inferior, male or female. That includes sexual, domestic, and financial service. Hierarchy is not about sexuality, it’s about power, so when a straight Alpha uses a faggot sexually, it isn’t GAY because those simple labels do not apply to what is happening between an Alpha and a faggot. When a straight Alpha uses a faggot sexually, it doesn’t change the Alpha’s sexual preference. Instead, the straight Alpha experiences an unparalleled rush of power that leads to tremendous orgasms and a sense of completeness that other straight Men cannot know.

That’s a lot to take in, I realize, but it’s important to define that so we can tackle what’s going on (and what needs to happen) with the kid you have now living with you, Master.

I think you’ve already accepted the truth that your new guest is a faggot. I’m guessing by how it is behaving that it has accepted this fact about itself and is trying some of my methods to get your attention (I don’t claim to know it’s ever read my site, but it’s following my game plan to a “t”). This is great.

Here’s what I suggest, Master: tell it that you want to speak to it. When the time comes for this meeting, have it kneel before you. Commend it for the domestic work it has been performing, and that you understand why it needs to do these things. Ask it directly: “Are you a faggot?” Once it admits this, ask repeatedly: “What are you?” and make sure it openly admits that it’s a faggot. Tell it “good boy”.

Then tell it that you want to take ownership of it as your personal faggot. Ask it if that is what it wants. It will say “yes, Sir”. Have it kiss your feet. Then outline your expectations from it, and demand confirmation from it.

At this point I recommend some form of scent training exercise, Master. I don’t know what you’re comfortable with, but you can have the faggot deeply sniff your feet, pits, or dick/balls. This will cause the faggot to imprint on you.

After that, ask it again what it is. Make it say “I’m your faggot, Sir”. Then dismiss it to get back to its chores.

That is how I recommend the first initiation should go, Master.

There could be variations to this depending on how you plan to use your new faggot. If you’re planning on using it sexually, then definitely train it on the smell and feel of your cock/balls. You might feel the urge to feed it your cock/cum on the first day; you should always follow your instincts on this, Master. Nature always knows best.

But the structural approach I’ve outlined helps the faggot understand that you have expectations and it needs to obey them.

As for your everyday approach going forward, you should start outlining expected tasks as part of its duties. So far, the faggot has been doing domestic work as a “gift” in exchange for lodging. This must be mentally changed to “work as an offering to a superior Alpha”. It’s part of the purpose of every faggot.

I hope this sets you up correctly, Master. I have a feeling you have an excellent faggot residing with you, and I have no doubt you’re going to love owning it!

Please feel free to write anytime! Thank you, Master!

Yours,

sam the faggot

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The following post is part of a thread following the story of Titouan, an 18-year-old French faggot currently owned by an older straight Alpha. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!

I think most faggots become apprehensive when an Alpha suggests chastity. There’s this distinct and somewhat terrifying feeling of helplessness that washes over them, as if they’re about to be tossed off a cliff and into an abyss, lost forever.

But here’s the surprise: chastity actually does the opposite. Yes, the faggot’s sex organs are tossed off a cliff, so to speak, but instead of falling into an abyss, the faggot finally learns to FLY.

Chastity is such a useful tool to get a faggot to accept its truth and more deeply experience what it was born to know: that it was never meant to be a Man, never meant to use its penis like Men, and never meant to penetrate or reproduce like Men.

Titouan is a faggot who was definitely born a faggot and embraced that purpose from a young age. Chastity is a natural progression for him. Until now, Titouan hasn’t really been confronted by that as a permanent possibility, but now that he’s owned by a kinky, straight, married Alpha, that possibility is looking more like a reality:

Hello, I hope everything is ok on your side. Very hot in France these days. I went to pool, exciting for me as twink and young faggot, seeing other boys and men in speedos (only authorised swimwear in most french pools). Just moments of humiliation when some other boys have big bulges in their speedos and luv the girls to look at them,  I have not the same and some call me petite bite (tiny dick) and make fun, but true they are in a different category and I admire them.

Fortunately my Alpha straight Daddy just sent me a message, he wants me tomorrow afternoon in his secret second apartment in Paris. I must bring the chastity cage he made me buy, he writes “demain je  la fixe” which means tomorrow he’s going to lock it on my little dick. I suppose he may keep the key when he will send me back home. I know it won’t be seen under the boyish white briefs (as on the above title picture) I must wear, means no pb if my sisters at home or other boys in sport lockerroom see me in underwear (except they laugh at my whities but this not new).

My Alpha Daddy told me it’s fair rule a young faggot like me has to wear chastity and feel humiliation and frustration, pleasure being reserved for real men. I know he is right, big frustration yes, very jealous of other boys, but at same time I luv to feel  so much his superiority as Alpha straight and mature Male, and my place as twink who has to serve superior men like him.

He also sends me other videos showing my duties , I luv them as I must do the same, do you think they are good examples ?

Here is the video Titouan’s Master sent him:

You can hear Titouan’s nervousness in his message, and I get it. But ultimately, the humiliation he already feels wearing his tighty-whiteys and his little boy pee-pee around other guys can’t be any worse by wearing a cage. In fact, I think Titouan wearing a chastity cage will only make straight males that see it better understand his purpose and use him more. There have been plenty of experiences just like that documented on this site.

So I encourage Titouan to be proud of his Master putting him in permanent chastity, and use it to his advantage. There’s so much education Titouan can provide these other straight Men and Alphas who are curious about why he wears his cage, and what it means to be a faggot!

🚨Hierarchical positioning!

Notice how the Alpha takes the higher seat, looking down on the weaker male?

Ideally, all faqqots seeking to serve straight Alphas can trigger a response by taking the lower seat at their feet and looking up at them!

HierarchyIsTruth

Whenever people ask me how I came up with the definitions of various levels of hierarchy I get a little nervous. Yes, there are certain criteria that define each level, but some of it is my instinct honed over the course of 30 years. I can just feel out a person’s status by the details of their stories and how they express themselves and determine their status.

But some levels of hierarchy are easier to read than others. From my vantage point as a faggot, I’ve learned to spot the Alpha levels of hierarchy so well that they are as clear as daylight. That’s why I was the first (and perhaps still the only) teacher of hierarchy to really isolate these subtle Alpha layers and clearly delineate them.

The most important of these Alpha layers is the top one, which I’ve named “God Alpha”. God Alphas lead the pack, so to speak, setting the pace for everyone else and receiving the greatest rewards for their vast superiority.

Watch this incredible video narrated by straight findom Master @HoldenMastersX in which he describes his life and how he came to accept and embrace the entirety of his God Alphahood. Afterward, I will break down the deciding factors of his status:

There are quite a few God Alpha signals in this video. Let’s pick them apart:

1. Submission of other Alphas – In the video, Master Holden describes how other Alphas followed him and looked to him for guidance. He was the captain and quarterback of the football team, a very natural position for a God Alpha.

2. Claiming of the property of other Alphas – Master Holden insinuates that he could (and did) take the women from fellow Alphas and other males.

3. The submission of older people in positions of societal power – Master Holden insinuates that even school faculty let him have his way, thereby unofficially acknowledging his natural authority over them.

4. Easy claiming of females – Master Holden admits that getting whatever he wants from girls is not even a challenge because women simply surrender to him and offer themselves to him.

5. Faggots submitted to him from a very early age – This is almost always a sign of burgeoning God Alphahood, because faggots in high school are typically too scared to offer themselves unless motivated by a truly and uniquely powerful force.

6. Master Holden accepted the worship/service of faggots – This is a critical step for God Alphahood, because it reveals in the Alpha an eagerness to embrace all of hierarchy as a natural extension of his truth as a God Alpha. Any true God Alpha must understand the very nature of hierarchy and accept it.

What did you notice about Master Holden’s extraordinary description of his God Alphahood?

Here’s Master @DorianKrossXXX patiently training his faggot to handle getting throat fucked.

Good Masters understand that their patience will lead to long-lasting quality service!

I’m reposting this to highlight the worshipful and skillful technique of this cocksucker.

Excellent attention to detail. Good eye contact. Great use of the tongue. Nice focus on ball service.

⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️

Hierarchy 311 – Proper Fag Mentality

A proper faqqot mentality is developed before it’s needed!

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The following post is part of a larger thread chronicling the awakening of a straight Brazilian Alpha named Vinicius who has taken ownership of his former friend and faggot Felipe while trying to raise his teenage Alpha son in hierarchical truth. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!

When Felipe first contacted me last year, I was excited for him find a straight Alpha to serve. This straight Alpha, a husband named Vinicius, seemed like he loved owning a faggot and was developing Felipe nicely. I was pretty astounded how insightful Master Vinicius seemed to be with his training of Felipe.

Then I got to talk to Master Vinicius personally, and my respect went off the charts.

In speaking with him, it was clear that Master Vinicius had great natural insights into the basic nature of hierarchy and the truth of faggots. It almost seemed impossible that a straight Alpha would understand and accept the worship and service of a faggot, let alone understand how to train an inexperienced fag like Felipe. It was a wonderful surprise!

It’s been a little while since I last heard from Master Vinicius, and there have been some major changes since then!

Hey, it’s master Vinicius here. How’s my adorable fag been doing lately? Long time no see… Lots to catch up to.

I’ve been very busy lately… I had a vasectomy and spent some time training my wife into becoming more submissive to me. So far it’s been working great! 

I haven’t used Felipe sexually anymore. But I hear he’s been a very good boy to Flavio, though his older son (a 20 yo guy) didn’t care too much about Felipe because of his figure. But Flavio told me all about it and asked me if I could get him into a better shape… And I think it’s fair, specially for my former friend’s health, you know? Now he’s paying me to train him and, gotta say… The fag is improving by the day. I’m very proud of him. Don’t know if the two of you have been talking lately.

As you might imagine, I was instantly concerned both about the welfare of my baby brother Felipe going to another straight Master (and his son??) AND the state of Master Vinicius’s balls after having a vasectomy (I’m as much of a cum-hungry faggot as the rest of you!). So I followed up on both of these things, and Mastere Vinicius kindly replied:

Let me answer you point by point.

No, the vasectomy doesn’t affect my cum. The juice is still the same only without my little boys swimming on it lol. When I had my kid I decided I didn’t wanna have another child. I didn’t have it done right away for the same concern you had, but once I learned it doesn’t change a thing, I decided it was the best thing to do. My wife suffers a lot with the pills and stuff. It’s a hormonal bomb that gets her moody and stressed… As a matter of fact she’s becoming more and more submissive since she stopped taking them. So it’s a win-win for me.

It’s weird you haven’t heard from Felipe. I’m having him reach out to you. By which means did you two used to talk? Was it email, Twitter…? Please, let me know.

The reason why I’m training Felipe if because I’m a personal trainer. Even if Flavio had told me he was gonna train him I wouldn’t let him do it… He knows nothing about physical training and I don’t want Felipe to get injured by a bad training routine. Plus, I’m having Felipe pay me for it, so it’s good for me anyway. And he’s not paying the same fee my other clients pay lol. Oh, and he’s not my former faggot. He’s still mine. He’s only being used by Flavio because I said it was ok for him to use his holes.

I don’t think I’m gonna use him sexually anytime soon. I mean… He took it like a champ, I told you all about it. But my wife is getting better and better. I feel more satisfied by being serviced by her in general (maybe because we live together and it’s like having someone ready to serve from the time I wake up to the time I go to sleep? Idk), but I won’t rule him out completely. If one day I feel like it, when my wife goes out of town on business for exemple… Why not? I know he’s there and won’t question. He’ll be more than happy, actually. I know all I have to do is snap my fingers. But I’ve been using him in other ways actually. All of my errands and mundane tasks are done by him and he’s a great boy in this regard!

As of master Flavio’s older son… I don’t know him very well. Flavio had him with a girlfriend in highschool before he met his wife, the boy lives with his mother and comes by occasionally. I think we’ve met like 2 or 3 times. But it looks like he might be an alpha. I really can’t tell. All I know is that he went on to fuck Felipe as recommended by his dad but came back complaining that Felipe is too fat and that it turns him off. I kinda get it. Though I don’t think it should matter. Maybe he’s too young to appreciate VERY GOOD service and is too much into looks. He’s 20 yo after all.

I’m so glad that Master Vinicius’s balls and semen output turned out okay! I know how much Alphas cherish their power to cum, and as a faggot I never want to see an Alpha lose any part of that!

It’s a very interesting situation for Felipe. He’s being trained and used by Master Flavio, but also being developed physically by Master Vinicius! Felipe is sure to succeed under the care and guidance of these two straight Brazilian Alphas!

Even more interesting is how Master Flavio offered his faggot for use by his 20-year-old Alpha son! Sadly, the son found Flavio unappealing in his current condition, but bodies can be quickly improved! This idea of Alpha fathers sharing their faggots with their Alpha sons is a common behavior I’ve covered multiple times here. I find it fascinating that Alpha fathers like to share faggots with their sons this way. I liken it to a lion teaching its offspring how to hunt. Felipe is very lucky to be used this way by these powerful Men!

Master Vinicius has continued to do the right thing with his good faggot, and I cherish him for it. Protector Alphas like him are rare, especially straight Alphas who don’t need to treat a faggot as worth any investment.

But Master Vinicius is gloriously different from the rest, and I’m grateful!

Collaring faggots isn’t something that comes up often here on the site. I remember covering straight Masters Nick and Matt when they collared their faggots back in the days of FWA. More recently, Master Anthony collared his special faggot Fabien with a pendant that read “Anthony” to clearly mark Fabien as his property. It’s simply not something that is done as often as you’d think.

Whenever a Master asks me about presenting a faggot with either a chastity cage or a collar, I always advise them to turn it into a ceremony. Make it a special, solemn moment between a Man and his faggot. These are, after all, the “wedding rings” of hierarchy. Masters Nick and Matt loved to make caging and collaring their faggots into a day-long event that led up to the moment when they were locked in place. I loved that so much, and so did their faggots!

The subject of collaring came up on the Hierarchy University Discord (JOIN NOW) recently, and one of the older Alphas on the server, a wise, no-nonsense Alpha named Master V, chimed in with some terrific information that I wanted to share.

To set it up, a faggot named @joshfaglondon asked: “Just wondering if anyone has had, or been to, a formalized collaring ceremony? As a worshipful faggot who dreams about being a full-time boy wife, I fantasize a lot about professing my love and loyalty, making lasting promises, and handing over my rights to Sir in front of a supportive congregation. Do these events really happen? Do any Alphas share this fantasy, or is it just wannabe fagbrides like me?”

Here’s what Master V said in response:

Yes, they happen. They are a semi-formal affair, considering the topic. It’s not really a wedding ceremony thing where you declare vows and some Entity standing between you now declares you connected. It’s more intimate, or inter-personal, where the dominant and the submissive acknowledge the collar and commitment between themselves in front of a couple witnesses.

There can also be the confusing situation where this same process is split in to two or three parts/stages and goes deeper into the formalities and protocols. (Think of “the old days” when you started with the courtship, then ask dad for permission followed by the engagement, and finally the wedding.)

To make it even more confusing the order they happen can be reversed.

Basically you have the ‘collaring’ ceremony, and a ‘signing’ ceremony. (Usually in that order. And if 3 staged, the middle one a mix of the two.)

The collar represents the bonding ring .. In the first, more common usage, it is the wedding ring. Once it’s on , you’re part and parcel with the owner’s household.

In the split format, you get the probationary collar. (Or household collar or temp…or whatever collar. [It comes with an adjective.]) Think of that like an engagement ring. And to make matters even more confusing, this might be the promissory ring if you live in separate towns for example. Until one moves to the other’s town, then it might work up to be an engagement.

Then there’s the signing ceremony — this is that indenture contract, the BDSM or Slave contract you hear about. This ceremony is the one with the more formal pomp and circumstance, for good reason. That document is the prenup, the wedding vows, the license and certificate all rolled into one. Treat it with that respect and be serious with the terms.

And for the collars themselves… Each ceremony may come with a new collar… or maybe the first is the one you’ll always wear….. with adjustments.

Ever noticed how some are small thin things with one ring, while others are heavy things with rings all around and usually come with some specialized locking mechanism? There’s your different levels of the collaring ceremony on full display.

** for some of you, you’re not going to be able to see your elders in the same light here…

That small thin, no rings collar used to be called a choker. A tight leather ribbon necklace. Back before the 70s that was free and unowned, but looking to settle down. In the late 60s it became a fashion statement, much like how the leather jacket went from something you earned to something you bought at Walmart.

Then you have the more sturdy, buckled collar – usually with a single D-ring on the front. There’s that promissory collar. Sometimes you’ll even here of a Notice of Intent being put out by the dominant, which is basically a formal notice to other dominants you’re looking at – or courting – this submissive, so hands off. (Just remember, it also lets those others know to report issues they may see or know of to him as well.)

This is followed by the more heavy leather collar versions, with an odd number of rings. Still buckled, but maybe able to take a paddle lock to show more permanence, to represent that engagement. If the dominant puts out a Letter of Intent here, it may come with terms for the submissive like a “starter” contract which would require the submissive to agree and sign. At this point, whether living in the dominant’s home or not, you are to be his and his alone.

And finally comes the signing ceremony. That pseudo-formal contract protocol. The wedding, where your collar stops being symbolic. The buckles might be removed and it riveted on. Or maybe the leather band is replaced for a solid metal one. Or the chain collar went from a small key lock, to a medium combo lock, to now welded closed.

I must admit there was a lot here I’d never heard expressed in such linear terms before, but much of it makes sense. These sequential steps Master V outlines here really highlights the layers of depth that exists in the Master/faggot dynamic!

I do wonder why Alphas have gotten away from collaring their faggots. Part of me thinks it has to do with the new freedom gays enjoy in the Western world, where many feel collaring faggots “dehumanizes” them.

But every faggot I’ve ever known who has been collared was deeply moved by the experience and cherish their collar. So the act and ceremony of collaring isn’t dehumanizing, but rather empowering. Wearing it honors both the faggot and its Owner. It’s something deserving of ceremony and celebration!

I thank Master V for describing these traditional collaring ceremonies, acts that deepen the commitment between Masters and their faggots and emphasize the purpose of each!

Hi sam,

Bit of a messy situation. I’ve been with my straight alpha for 4 years. We met on Instagram, but I fly out to see him a few times a year.

For the first 2 years, we messaged pretty much every day and I became something of an emotional pillar for him. We agreed on exclusivity, and I’ve been his fag ever since. I’m only allowed to serve and talk to him. It’s VERY intense, but being long-distance comes with challenges.

In recent years, his career has taken off and he only messages me maybe 3 times a week. I’ve brought this up, and he says he cares about me, but he’s busy and this is just how things are.

Truth is, I’m having a very difficult time. Ownership has made me dependent on him. I feel like my emotional needs aren’t being met, and most of my time is spent isolated and alone. Any tips on how to resolve this? Or should I ask to end exclusivity?

I REALLY like him, and he’s even indicated he wants to keep me after he marries his girl. I just with things could go back to how they used to be.

Thanks.

Thank you for writing to me, brother!

Congratulations for serving a straight Master for four years, especially given that it’s been almost an entirely remote relationship. It’s commendable, and it certainly speaks well of both you and your Master that you’re both loyal, genuine people!

I’m afraid you’ll need to accept the situation as it is unless there is a radical shift in the life of one of you. He’s a straight Alpha who is now focusing on his new career, and likely doing a fair amount of fucking and partying as well. Meanwhile, you are far away. Friends online don’t last for four years, let alone a straight Alpha and a faggot.

You seem very loyal, brother, and I feel for you. Most fags (including me in my younger days) would’ve just found someone else to serve by now and just lie to their Masters. However, I’ve seen straight Alphas become very attached and even choose their fags over females simply because of their fag’s loyalty and self-sacrifice. Which one is your Master? I have no idea.

I think it might be beneficial to talk to your Master in the most humble and submissive way about how you need training and guidance that he doesn’t have the time for, and ask him if he thinks you should find a local Alpha to serve and train you. Emphasize that you want to do this so you might be a better faggot in the future for him.

By doing that, you’re showcasing two things I’m sure he’s not considering (or even understanding):

1. Faggots need constant training and use to improve

2. Faggots want this training. It’s like water to a plant.

I’m sure at this point your Master just looks at this like a fetish, but by telling him these things he might understand that faggots are real and valuable and, like any other valuable thing in an Alpha’s life a faggot needs to be tended to.

I’d try that and see how he responds.

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I’m curious why you don’t recommend random cocksucking for younger unowned faggots. Isn’t that part of a faggot’s purpose? I feel like it’s great practice for the faggot, and also a great way for men to get used to the ease and pleasure of using a faggot. Kneeling for a man, or a group of men, can be such a wonderful experience too.

Thank you for writing!

I’ve never discouraged faggots from having their slutty periods during which they suck everything they can. After all, I did that for a few years myself. I definitely learned a lot about my purpose from indiscriminately sucking dick randomly week after week, but in my heart I eventually yearned to be owned. Fortunately that happened, and I received deep personal training to make me a better faggot. Random cocksuckers don’t receive this. I think that’s why I always want to recommend true service to a Master, because the training I received was invaluable.

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After dinner, I was left cuffed in my jail cell for a while. Eventually Declan came over and asked if I wanted out, but only if I agreed to be tied to the chair and he will unlock my cock.

“FUCK YES SIR, PLEASE SIR!!!” I immediately replied.

My handcuffs were removed, I was let out of the cell, stripped naked, and sat down on the chair. He blindfolded me, tied me securely to the chair, and left me there.

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After some time, I felt movement around my chastity cage. He unlocked the Prince Albert piercing lock, then removed the cage entirely. For the first time in a long while, my cock was completely free.
I asked if I was going to be allowed to jerk off or get any kind of release, but noise-canceling headphones had already been placed over my ears, so I couldn’t hear if he answered.

A few moments later, I felt the cage being locked back on, without any sexual touch at all. Just clinical. Cold. Done.

My hands were freed, the headphones were removed, and I was led (still blindfolded) into the bedroom. He had me lie down on the bed and cuffed my hands together above my head. A blanket was pulled over me, and I felt him climb into bed beside me.

All he said was, “Goodnight.”

All night long, I couldn’t stop thinking about how my cock felt strangely cramped, constantly swelling and straining, like it was too big for the cage. It kept trying to break free but couldn’t. Obviously.
In the morning, Declan left for work. Before he went, he unlocked the handcuffs. I stayed in bed for a while longer.

Later, while having my coffee, I finally looked down… and realized the chastity cage on my cock wasn’t the same one.
It was much smaller.

He had switched my cage yesterday and downsized me from a size S to a size N+.
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I have no idea why he did it.
I have no idea how long he plans to keep me in the smaller one.

I do know a lot of you are loving this, my messages have been flooded with people telling me I should be downsized.

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Hello Sam,

I hope you are doing well! After being a cocksucker for an alpha throughout my Senior Year, I’ve accepted I’m a faggot now at 18. However, I’m really sad. My alpha, Adam, has basically thrown me away after getting a new girlfriend. He was the first guy I ever sent to, and the only guy I ever sucked too. I’m really depressed now cause I really liked him, and none of the other guys at my high school know I’m a faggot. I’m wondering should I try to convince him to let me his faggot again, or should look for a new guy to serve? I don’t want to be disloyal to him, but I don’t think he wants me anymore. I really don’t know what to do anymore.

Sincerely,
Mark

Brother, thank you for writing!

I’m so sorry to hear about what happened with you and your first Alpha! I know exactly what you’re going through, because your story is EXACTLY what happened between me and my first Alpha, Roger. He turned me into his cocksucker for our final year of high school, but then he fell in love with the girl he would eventually marry, so he dismissed me.

I didn’t handle it well at all. I embarrassed myself a couple of times after my dismissal. I remember one humiliating night when I tracked him down at his girlfriend’s family’s BBQ to confront him and tearfully begged to speak with him, completely confusing everyone except Master Roger, who was enraged.

I’m sure that kind of behavior sounds unbelievable from me now given what you know about me and my principled approach to my faghood these days, but I was just a fresh new faggot suddenly alone with a fresh new purpose that I didn’t know how to apply in my life. I was scared, deeply sad, and hopelessly adrift.

You might recognize your own feelings in what I wrote above, baby brother. If so, then you’re on the right track.

It’s okay to feel panicked, run over, and crumpled up like trash. As faggots, we have those kinds of moments as we fulfill our purpose. The sad emptiness you’re experiencing now steels you and trains your heart so you can become stronger and more purposeful.

I resented Master Roger for years after it happened, but I was wrong. As a straight Alpha, he was merely following instinct. Owning a faggot was simply too much to handle while trying to navigate a serious other relationship with his future wife. It’s the same with your former Master, too.

My lowest point in this entire episode of my life came when I tearfully confronted him outside his house late one night. He was trying to explain that he loved her and wanted to be with her. “But what about ME??” I cried.

Then came a response I didn’t expect from him: “What about you?”

In that moment, my entire purpose as a faggot crystallized. I realized that faggots are ultimately expendable and replaceable. We don’t fit neatly or cleanly into the lives of straight Alphas. And if we are going to serve them, then we must be prepared to have our hearts torn apart, too.

In other words, the pain you feel is justified and real, but it’s serving a purpose within your heart.

After my dismissal, I went on a wild 3/4 year tear of hard partying and lots and lots of random cocksucking. I don’t recommend that path, brother, but I understand it if you do. We all react to pain in different ways. I chose to numb it with alcohol/drugs/casual sex. I hope you choose a different, kinder path for yourself, because you deserve it, sweetheart.

In the end, everybody gets their heart broken at some point. Eventually, we get back up and go find new adventures. As a faggot, you get to have wilder adventures than others, a life enriched by living entirely with purpose as a guiding light!

Don’t be afraid. Be excited by what can happen now!

But most of all, be grateful to your first Master, Adam. He taught you about your purpose … and by saying goodbye he’s giving you a chance to live it.

I love you, little brother!

Always,

sam the faggot

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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 God Alpha friend Anthony. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!

When I created the “faggot hierarchy” model (CLICK HERE), I named the top class of fag “mentor faggot” with several fags in mind because this site has attracted a truly inspirational group of young mentor faggots. These are fags who teach their brothers, move their brothers to action, and correct them when they’re wrong.

Chief among these mentor faggots is little Fabien, my sweet baby brother from France. Fabien helped straight Master Anthony discover the world of faggot worship and ownership. And, as Master Anthony’s Alpha Pack began to take faggots of their own, Fabien was able to shepherd these new fags and teach them how to properly serve. What he has done with all of the straight Alphas and eager faggots surrounding Master Anthony has been nothing short of extraordinary.

Fabien shared a recent mentorship experience with me. I thought it was beautiful, so I’m sharing it with you:

My dear big brother,

I know you rather like my tories involving my mentoring of the Alpha Pack’s other faggots, so maybe you’ll find this one interesting even if it covers something we have already explored before: how to deal with the Alpha Men’s moodiness. 

You see, my baby brother Clément, the young slave of my Master’s best bro, Henri, has reached me lately by mail to ask for my advice. The sweet boy noticed that his Owner had been in a sour mood lately and was often more aggressive and impatient with him.

Little Clément is worried that Henri is going through a rough patch and asked me what he could do to help him. Of course, I replied to his email right away. Below is a translation of my reply.

“Dearest Clem,

Thank you very much for reaching me! I’m touched you ask my advice to help your Master. You know I care a lot about you and I care a lot about Henri, my Master’s best friend. I’ll try to give you some guidance based on my experience and the advice and lessons I’ve learned myself.

Dealing with our Masters’ emotional turmoil and inner wounds is always complicated. Alphas are in control of their emotions, they force themselves to stay strong no matter what and they avoid showing vulnerability at all costs, except in very rare circumstances and when they feel completely at ease. But they carry burdens we cannot imagine: as superior beings, they bear the weight of many expectations. Girls, families, teachers or colleagues, and their alpha peers and competitors… Their worries can stem from many things.

At times like these, a slave boy’s loyalty is invaluable. The greatest support you can give him is, of course, your unwavering devotion. Keep obeing and serving and worshipping him no matter what and it will help him greatly. I know it can sometimes be hard to deal with his harshness and feel like your service no longer pleases him. But don’t forget: as long as he keeps you by his side, gives you orders, and expects your servility, it means he’s still counting on you. Don’t let him down. Endure it, for his sake. Don’t forget: he comes first. It’s all about him, not you.

Now, if you want to encourage him to talk to you about his worries (which can do him a world of good!), you need to approach the situation with great tact. Above all, he must not feel belittled in front of you.

The best thing to do is to wait for a quiet moment, when he’s relaxing on the couch, for example. Crawl over to him and kiss his feet. Speak to him while keeping your face close to his feet. Remind him how superior he is, how much you crave to serve him, and tell him that if he wants to share his problems with you, he can do so knowing that you will listen to him with respect and adoration. Then, just keep worshipping him and do not push him, let him decide what he wants to do.

If you do things this way, I’m sure he’ll start opening up to you sooner or later. When he does, don’t forget to reassure him and praise him! You can give him your thoughts if he asks for them, but more importantly, remind him that no matter what, he’s a Superior Man and entitled to the best of life! Remind him that you’re here for him, always.

Love you, Clem! Be sure to keep me posted!

Your brother,

Fabien”

Clément thanked me profusely and committed to follow my lead. I feel so good knowing that I am helping my faggot brothers and, more importantly, improving the lives of some Alphas by doing so!

Isn’t that lovely? It’s the perfect advice, tender yet full of useful tips! But that’s Fabien’s nature at work. His joy and wisdom are infectious, and his daily hard work is the finest example to all of his fag brothers!

Well a bit later Fabien followed up with me to report how Clément was doing in following his advice:

My very dear sam,

Just a quick note to let you know that Clément sent me a very sweet message to inform me that things got better with his Master Henri. He had the opportunity to follow my advice to the letter and did it! Clément quietly worshipped Henri’s feet while the young Man was moody alone on his bed. Then he praised him like the Superior Alpha he is and reminded him that he was there for him, no matter what, even if only to listen to his troubles. Henri told him to come closer, stroked his hair and told him he was a good boy and that he liked him, even if he didn’t say so very often. 

I can tell you that Clément is overwhelmed with emotion and sheer bliss! I am so happy for my baby brother that he can experience the indescribable blessing of being approved by his beloved Master!

My dear sam, do you think my last mails about all this could be used for a publication on your wonderful website? I’m sure it could help and comfort a lot of faggots and benefit to their Masters!

Lots of love!

fab the fag

Isn’t that great? I’m so proud of Clément for not giving up or falling into a depression himself over Henri’s moodiness! As faggots, our own emotional states are tied closely to that of our Owners! However, we must be the ones to anticipate their needs and serve through those dark moments all Alphas have!

When I was their age, I often misread my Master’s moods or took them personally. I often had to redirect my own thinking in order to maintain my focus on my Master’s needs. After all, there was no Hierarchy University out there to guide me!

I think Clément’s experience shows how little it takes from an Alpha to make us feel overwhelmed with joy. Henri barely had to do anything except stroke Clément’s hair and tell him “good boy” in order to send Clément into spasms of happiness!

Faggots are truly human versions of Labrador retrievers! All we want is to be at our Master’s feet and make him happy all day long!

Fabien did such a glorious job gently training Clément, and the rewards are boundless. Notice how Fabien selflessly rejoices with Clément! We are truly a brotherhood when we support each other this way!

I’m practically exploding with pride over Fabien! He’s a light in my heart, absolute living proof of hierarchical truth, and a dear, dear brother. Fabien glorifies Master Anthony with every thought, word, and deed!

I can only imagine Master Anthony’s pride! He owns one of the greatest mentor faggots on Earth, which is fitting given that he is one of the greatest God Alphas on Earth!

Thank you, Fabien! I love you!

sam the faggot

Yesterday I found myself in an unexpectedly-wonderful DM conversation with an intelligent young King named “Master V” (@damnbros51), a college Alpha who owns his faggot cousin. During this conversation the subject of faggot foot worship came up, and Master V told me he wanted my to write an essay about my own deep love and need to worship the feet of our greatest Men.

This is like a dog owner asking a Labrador retriever if it wants to jump in a lake.

I should’ve known I was a faggot from the age of 10 when I had a crush on an adorable playground leader named George Collins. I remember being fascinated by George’s big feet in his Buster Brown’s. I had vague yearnings to want to touch them, but playtime with him was distracting enough to prevent any such experimentation.

Then in freshman year of high school there was this sexy pre-Alpha named Bob that I crushed on for a couple of years. To be honest, I was more fascinated by Bob’s divine ass and bulge perfectly defined by the gray corduroy jeans than Bob’s feet, but I had this odd desire to kiss his feet in the hallway while he was joking with other football players.

Then came Roger.

I met Roger when I got a job at a shitty Italian restaurant. Roger was my age, but from another high school. It took about 2.3 seconds after I met Roger to completely fall in love with him; he was the most stunning Alpha I’d ever met. A golden tan blessed his slender, muscular frame and delectable six-pack abs. Roger had a face that was a combination of Richard Gere and Morten Harket of the band a-ha. Then Roger spoke to me, and his confidence and brash sexuality completely submitted me.

Roger saw my submissiveness instantly. We became close friends immediately, and Roger definitely defined our days together. I spent a lot of time hanging out alone with Roger at his single mother’s house, where our opposing roles came into sharp relief.

His eventual claiming of me started with his feet. Roger didn’t have huge feet, but they were beautiful to me anyway. They were the feet of an athlete, “muscular” in a way that average feet are not (if you understand what I mean). I naturally took a place at his feet when we were together, and it clearly made a subconscious impression on him. He would put his feet on my face and rub them into my nose, which I loved. He would clip his toenails, and when he wasn’t looking I would steal some of the clippings and eat them. Occasionally Roger would spray a deodorant on his feet, claiming he didn’t want his feet to stink. To that, I replied that his feet never stunk and I would grab his shoes and take a deep huff. Whenever I did that, he would give me a disgusted look and mutter, “nasty faggot!”

That was the first time an Alpha specifically called me a “faggot”, and the cold electric shock of that word was intoxicating.

After Roger became my first Owner when he forced me to become his cocksucker, I would sometimes follow my instinct and kiss his feet to induce him to feed me his cock. It was then that I discovered the link between foot worship and Alpha dominance/aggression. I took lessons in pedicure techniques and foot massage to learn how to improve, because I knew foot worship was a link that I would continue to exploit throughout my fag career.

Two of my greatest straight Masters helped me to perfect my foot worshiping technique. First was Master Aaron. He was probably the most perfect physical specimen I’d ever seen; absolutely jacked, tanned body, with the world’s greatest ass (my apologies to Chris Evans) and thighs/calves as thick and sturdy as tree trunks. Master Aaron, also had a huge heart, and I think he decided to own me in part because he saw me as a lost, wild faggot who needed an Alpha’s guidance.

I spoiled Master Aaron constantly. One of his favorite things was ordering me to draw him a nice hot bath where he would soak in scented oil water while I served him drinks. After his bath, I would specifically soak his feet and then give him a full pedicure while he relaxed on the couch. After the pedicures, I would deeply massage his muscular feet with oil and moisturizers, tenderly kissing them and praising his perfection.

As you might imagine, those sessions always ended up with me swallowing his loads.

A few years later I was owned my Master Chris. He was another physically-perfect Alpha with HUGE hands and HUGE feet to match his HUGE dick. Master Chris looked a lot like a young Jake Gyllenhaal (this was often remarked upon by his female admirers … and me), with the same square jaw and big, expressive eyes.

I fell hard for Master Chris. I consider the times I spent worshiping his feet to be among the most memorable of my life. Master Chris loved my adoration of his hands and feet, and I spent long sessions just kissing them and smelling them. When he said “good faggot” to me during these times, I felt more complete than at any time up to that point.

How can I even begin to describe the wonders of Master Chris’s feet? They were size 13, and wide. They had long toes, but not long in a creepy way like some. Master Chris could easily pick things up with them, and he gave more more than a few bruises by pinching me with them. I imprinted on his feet completely, from the sweet smell to every powerfully-constructed curve. One time Master Chris told me to try and trim his nails with my teeth, but they were too tough to bite through (I didn’t want to ruin them, either). I can still feel the weight of them between my hands! Even after so many years, I know every detail on his incredible feet!

So what is it about Alpha feet that motivates faggots to worship them so intensely?

The primary motivator for faggots is the humiliation factor. Fags live off of humiliation. It induces subspace in us, and that subspace feels like a warm, cozy blanket. Women probably know the feeling, although they’re generally not in-touch with the concept of subspace. But we faggots definitely do!

So it’s only natural that faggots are drawn to foot worship. For whatever reason, feet are considered disgusting. That’s primarily why kissing feet is considered an ultimate act of submission. Foot kissing is a universally-recognized act of honor, respect, and submission in the presence of royalty, for example. Teen Alphas often make faggots and other inferior males kiss their feet without knowing anything about hierarchy (see: Master Lucas).

For me, it goes beyond the feeling of subspace, though. When offering obeisance to an Alpha through foot worship, I feel almost forgiven. In fact, I approach this extraordinary privilege of touching an Alpha’s feet and worshiping them the way a penitent person approaches a superior for forgiveness.

It is such an honor to be allowed to touch an Alpha’s feett, let alone kiss and massage them! After all, those feet are powerful enough to carry the weight of an extraordinary Man. Beneath those feet are the remains of the lands he’s conquered and the enemies he’s vanquished. They are the foundation of his rulership! Faggots should be grateful to kiss the dirt upon which those feet have trod, let alone worship them directly!

As a faggot who has spent most of my fag career worshiping Alpha feet, I can say that few acts more fully define the Alpha/fag dynamic. It’s largely a non-sexual act in and of itself, yet it stirs great passion in most Alphas. It gives Alphas power, and reaffirms their rightful place above all other males.

So what I’m saying, in essence, is that worshiping an Alpha’s feet is a holy sacrament, a godly duty. I take it very seriously, and in order to get the most out of our commission as faggots, I recommend that all faggots approach that privilege the same way!