The following post is part of a thread following the submission of a faggot named Ethan to an experienced black Master known as King Karter. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!

This is PART THREE of a three-part experience Ethan the faggot had over the course of a weekend with his new Master King Karter and two of King Karter’s Alpha friends!

When we left Ethan in the previous post, he was being dragged into King Karter’s bedroom after a whirlwind night of serving him and his Alpha Brothers King L and King R. The events culminated in an expensive meal at a nice steakhouse with the three Alphas and Ethan’s fag brothers #1 and #3.

Now Ethan would be alone with King Karter after all of that animalistic fucking and cumming. What else might King Karter want from his newest faggot?

Here’s Ethan’s account:

So King Karter took me into his bedroom. When he closed the door, he pulled me to him and started kissing me. I was shocked. He has never kissed me before and I have never seen him kissing faggots, like even #1. He started to feel me up and finger me. He kept telling me I was a good faggot, I had made him proud, and he was happy to have me in his kingdom. I was a bit taken aback because I had not really seen what to do when he was like that. 3 told me he can be romantic sometimes, but one, I forgot it at the time since the day had been so crazy and my head was spinning at the moment, and two) it had been a while since he told me that, in the very beginning when I first started to DM him.  He kept saying (asking) “If I would be a good faggot for daddy tonight (then kiss me a bit)  or say/ask, “You want daddy’s dick in your pussy tonight?” or “You want to be a good slut for daddy?” I kinda got the hint he wanted me to call him daddy this time so I kept replying, “Yes, daddy!” “Yes, Daddy, please put your dick in my pussy” stuff like that. He kept licking my neck and face, and pushed me to my knees. I sucked him off for a while.

After a bit, he pulled me up and put me on the bed, lubed himself and my hole up, pulled my legs up to my chest, and slid into me. I was pretty loose already from the whole day so it went in easily and he fucked me but all the while he was kissing and making out with me. Asking if I liked being daddy’s pussy/slut. His dick was hitting the amazing spots in my hole. He kept hitting the inner ring, like you call it. He would kiss and lick my face, and suck on my chest. He likes verbal so I kept asking, “Please fuck my pussy daddy, Its so fucking big I need more dadddy dick.” I think he liked that because he fucked harder and made out harder, like sucking my tongue in. That was another thing, I don’t have much experience making out with guys (more girls honestly in high school, and I really wasn’t into that so I didn’t care how it went) I have only had a few Grinder hookups, and when I made out with #1 on Kings Dick. But when King Karter was kissing, he was using a lot of tongue and spit, like sticking and sliding it deep in my mouth all around my teeth, and lips.

He also kept caressing me with his hands all over. He turned me over I was on my stomach for a while and fucked me while he was on top of me then, I sucked him again, and then I had me get on the bed with my ass up and my head on the mattress. And he got over me and fucked me like that for a while. Finally, he had me on my side and fucked me from behind. Lickin’ and sucking on my neck, I think that’s when he gave me the hickey. He came in my ass and then he had me clean it off. I lay there with my head in between his thighs, just suckin’ on his balls for about 40 minutes or so, while he stroked my hair. We talked a lot about how he plans to have me meet a lot of his friends, and how he wants me to maybe get a better job (other than Starbucks) He said, he gave the waiter tonight a $155 tip. He said I could be making that much, too, if I worked as a waiter in a place like that. He wanted me to move out of the dorms and move in with #3, and have a one-bedroom apartment. That way, it will be cheaper for both of us. And it will be easier to have dates come over to our place.

I told him I would try hard to convince my parents because they pay for most of my bills and schooling, it is hard, and my mom thinks I am Bi, and my dad does not know anything. He would not have a good reaction. King told me he would like me to at least tell my mom I am gay, so I can be more free. I didn’t have to tell them I am exactly a faggot, but at least stop lying about still liking chicks. I did say if my dad’s side finds out they would not only disown me and cut me off they might even come and hurt me (especially if they knew I was with black men. Like they are fuckin full on MAGA, racist as shit) He said he understood but when I’m more off and can support myself on my own in a few years he wants me to tell them everything. (I honestly don’t know how I’m going to do that). He wanted me to get a waiter job when I got home, so I could see if I liked that kind of job, and I could get a better-paying one here (in Texas) when I came back.  

I started to feel his huge black dick start to get hard again on my face and forehead, and he had me suck him again. Then he fucked me the same ways as before, with kissing and licking and suckin on me. And basically, the same positions but he also had my head over the edge of the bed so he could throat fuck me, and he had me lick and eat out his ass. He then fucked me on my back with my legs in the air and came hard inside my ass while making out with me. I felt like I was in some romantic movie! He lay on top of me for a while and then got up and pulled me off the bed.

He pointed to the ground at the foot of the bed and told me that was where I would sleep tonight. I looked around for a pillow and blanket, but when he just got back in bed and got under the sheet, I knew I wasn’t getting anything so I just lied down. I fell asleep pretty fast, even though I was on the hard floor (no carpet, it’s like hardwood but fake). Sometime in the middle of the night, I woke up choking,  not able to breathe easily, and before I opened my eyes, I knew something was in my mouth. I opened them and he was fucking my mouth hard. I lay there and looked up at him. He fucked it for a few mounts, then without saying anything he pushed me on my stomach and straddled and fucked my ass again, pulling on my hair. He came inside of me and had me clean him off again! Then he pulled my hair to get me to crawl to the bathroom saying he need to take a piss. He pulled my head over the bowl, and I could tell he looked almost half asleep and started pissing on my face. I drank as much as I could, but this was much more bitter and rank than before. He stopped and was almost half asleep. He told me to clean up and go back to sleep. He walked back and got back into bed, and I cleaned the toilet and floor with my tongue, and splashed some water on my face, dried that off, and went back to the floor. I could hear 3 and 1 getting the shit fucked out of them in the other room. I don’t know what time it was, but it took me a while to go back to sleep. While I lied there, I fingered my hole and patted my cage and had a hard orgasm, and I licked and cleaned it all up so it wouldn’t be on the floor. 

1 woke me up the next morning. The Kings were all still asleep. We made them breakfast and cleaned the living room from the night before. When they all woke up the Kings sat at the table, but we all (faggots) had to eat from Dog bowls, at their feet. #3 said it is how King R likes to see faggots eat. Then before the 2 Kings left, King Karter had us (faggots) all go sit in the bathtub. I was in the middle with 1 on my right and 3 on my left. The Kings all pulled out their dick from their pants and started to piss on us at the same time. Like spraying it all over us, we all had our mouths open as they spread it back and forth.

I stayed a bit until 2:30ish to help clean and start meal prep. King Karter gave me the new dildos, cages, and poppers to use when I was gone. That was the last time I was there.

It was pretty shocking because I didn’t know that King Karter could be so like passionate or loving. Like all I saw was the hardcore sex. I didn’t think I would like that kind of sex, with all the kissing. Even growing up I was much more into hardcore, rough, domination, and degradation stuff. So I loved that kind of thing, and felt the lovey-dovey stuff was boring, and I wouldn’t have to worry about it. But I liked how King Karter treated them that last night. I like both, I guess now, the kissing/making out and the abuse and degradation at the same time.

It’s somewhat sad to me that we faggots expect our Alphas to be brutal, animalistic fuckers all the time without even the capacity for tenderness or romantic gestures. I’ve been owned by some passionate Alphas, and some of what King Karter did to Ethan they also did to me. And I was TRANSPORTED by those experiences, and I came to appreciate what was really possible between an Alpha and his faggot.

I was glad King Karter gave that to Ethan, because now Ethan knows the truth!

Honestly, any great Master will mix up the intensity levels and styles of intimacy with his faggots so the faggot will come deeper under his spell. Abusive usage makes the passionate moments that much juicier, that much sweeter.

Of course, when the Kings were together the next morning it was back to business as usual, with an old-fashioned piss party! What a way to finalize ownership after a long weekend of faggot fucking and use!

Here is an update on the last few weeks since I have been back in California.  I have been going to the gym almost every day like 1 asked. I have gotten more shredded and lost about 2-3 inches on my waist already.  Weight is harder to judge because I think I gained more muscle, but I lost at least 5-7 pounds already. I asked my mom if I could do the cleaning in the Apartment if she would pay me the same amount that she pays the cleaners to come twice a month. At first, she said no, but she finally compromised. I would clean most of the place, and she would cut down the cleaners to come only once a month, and I would get the money she would pay them. I plan on just sending it all to King Karter along with my fag tax. And I got a job as a waiter. It’s not a fancy restaurant like the one we eat at. But I’m just learning, so it’s all good, I guess.

I have had 6 meetings on FaceTime with King Karter. Most are short, like quick check-ins. Mostly when my family is home. The long ones though are when I am home alone, and he has me fuck myself. Or I have to do popper training with him or he watches me do the ones he picks out. Or I fuck myself while he fucks, 3 or 1. And he has had me piss in a glass and had me drink my piss on camera.

I did end up breaking 2 rules, though. 1) I had not shaved in a long while after I got back. And he noticed. I didn’t think it would be a big deal since I was not there, but he was not happy about it. I also had to admit I was not able to control myself and I jerked off twice since I had gotten home, I did tell him all I was thinking about was his big black dick. But he was very angry. I apologized a lot and begged him to forgive me. He had me punish myself I had to do it on FaceTime on my iPad, and also record it on my phone and send it to him. He had me take a hairbrush and hit my balls 30 times, after each time I hit myself I had to say, “I am sorry King Karter for beign a disobedient faggot, I do not deserve a King like you.” 

10 times for each infraction. 10 for the facial hair, and 10 for each time I jerked off. By the time I got to 15- 17, I was in bad pain. My balls were bursting and so swollen by the time I was at 20. I tried a lot and begged him to let me stop or take a break, but he said No. He had me do all 30. My balls were so swollen that I could not even take off the ring to the cage when I got off FaceTime. I had to put ice on it, and it took almost a day to go down enough where I could slide it off. I didn’t realize how hard it would be not to jerk off. I learn my lesson and since then, anytime I have had to or want to jerk off I immediately put on one of my cages (the clear one feels the best) and either fuck myself or use my muscle message gun on myself and watch popper trainers.  I want to learn how to control myself, but sometimes it’s hard. I also don’t want to be a disobedient fag. I remember in your old blog there was a faggot named Alex, that didn’t want to / or it was hard for him to be in chastity and I don’t want to disrespect King Karter like that. I want to learn, like how Alex learned how to control it and deal with it.

I love that King Karter maintains control with his faggot remotely and in such a highly-detailed manner! It just shows why he is a King, because he maintains strict control over every part of his Kingdom no matter how far!

Chastity and the inability to cum can be a difficult issue for younger faggots. I sympathize with Ethan’s pain. But fighting it will only make it worse (as he discovered). The faggot Ethan mentions from FWA was Chin, not Alex. Chin was/is the faggot owned by Master Jin, a strict straight Master who insists that all of his live-in faggots wear chastity. Chin was very rebellious for a couple of years, and it led to some strident discipline from Master Jin. It got so bad that Master Jin threatened to castrate Chin (Master Jin is a medical doctor and could pull it off). No faggot should ever want to push a Master that far!

But I’m so proud of my brother Ethan for what he’s accomplishing and all of the qualities he’s mastering so that he can fulfill his life’s purpose in service of King Karter or any other great Alpha!

Here’s Master @ChillDom360 training his latest faggot to serve orally and properly worship him. I love twink Alphas like him!

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!

If there is a God Alpha with the raw power of Master Jase, the only one who comes close is Master Chad. They both have giant dicks, they both cum in buckets-full, both power fuck like demons, they both have bred populations of people, and they both are master manipulators. No hole is safe from either of them.

Master Jase in particular seems to love the torment he inflicts on the various faggots he uses every day, and his appetite for faggot pussy and sadism seems to know no bounds. If I were somehow able to write fast enough and often enough every day, I’d probably fill this entire website with his conquests. Bandwidth issues – as well as my own limitations as an imperfect human faggot – prevent that from happening.

But every so often Master Jase shares something too delicious to keep to myself. The latest involves a faggot from his gym that he has been using for some time. Sadly, that faggot thinks it’s going to get married and live a normal life after having its soul cored out of its body by Master Jase’s enormous log.

And Master Jase knows this, so he devised a devilish torture plan for the faggot:

I regularly use and fuck the majority of the boxing coaches at the gym I train at, and one of them is getting married next month. Last week while he was sucking my cock after training, he said that he was having a bachelor party this coming Saturday. He asked as a request if I could fuck him all day and night after the bachelor party, and in his words, “make him forget about breathing”.

I decided to play a game. For the two weeks until his bachelor party, I would not touch, fuck, or breed him. That him sucking my cock was the last time he would taste or feel my cock until the bachelors. That I will be teasing him for two weeks whenever I see him.

It’s been so much fun seeing just how cock-starved the fag has become. Fags need their master’s cock, need to follow their instincts to serve and worship. I tease him by slapping his butt, groping or playfully hitting his body, but he’s not allowed to touch me. I don’t even let him see when other fags or sluts take my cock.

Today at training, I could see his brain about to explode from the need and the denial. He was all but whimpering and whining, I could see how his back just arched in response to me just being near him, and the starvation and craving in his eyes. But there’s still two more days.

My guess is that the fag won’t be able to hold himself for any longer than half an hour before needing to feel and worship my body, dominance, power, and cock that controls and rules him. It’s a big rush seeing the fag at training whimper in need and in heat needing my cock. Knowing I have that much presence and control that he can’t go without my dominance overpowering him.

Of course, it’s not going to stop me mounting and manhandling and breeding him repeatedly this weekend. Hard and rough and deep. Not stopping until he’s completely wasted and worn out. Pumo him so full of my cum I knock the fag up. That’s my right to brutally pound and fuck an owned cock sleeve while the fag remains helpless and submissive.

This experience should teach every faggot that God Alphas like Master Jace notice every single gesture the way an expert poker player sees every “tell”. They know they have you captured before you even know they see you.

That’s power!

The following post is part of a thread following the rise of a straight college Alpha named Jason who has taken ownership of a faggot classmate named Mason! CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!

There’s really something happening among 15-30-year-old males that I find intriguing. There seems to be a widening interest and acceptance of straight Men and straight Alphas who own and use faggots. Hierarchy is becoming accepted and embraced more readily among that age group, Alphahood is more acknowledged, and the existence and purpose of faggots (including the use of the word) is becoming common.

Honestly, it’s actually quite exciting to see, and I love the fact that I’m playing a small part in that change. For me, the best part is seeing more straight Alphas taking ownership of faggots. When they own faggots, they become even more powerful than they ever could otherwise. As a faggot, I couldn’t want anything more than that.

Master Jason is the latest straight Alpha I’ve been blessed to know, and his journey into faggot ownership has been one of the most thrilling and detailed accounts I’ve ever covered. Lately, Master Jason has been taking ownership of a classmate named Mason, and in these updates we see clear evidence of a straight Alpha who deeply understands how to own and use faggots properly.

Master Jason sent me this latest update that features more of his training techniques:

Yo Sam, it’s been a hot minute since I last wrote so I just wanted to give you another update for ya. I’ve been hammered with work lately and just started summer so I didn’t have time to write. But I wanted to give you the big news that Mason has officially become my full fledged fag now!

It’s been a major change over the last two weeks but he has become more obedient than ever before and I am honestly proud of Mason for figuring out his direction. He confided in me during one of our sessions that he had a lot of trauma as a kid from his father that pressured him to become more masculine to compensate and stand for himself. I’ve kept the circumstances ambiguous given Mason’s own boundaries of what he felt comfortable letting you know, but I think that’s why he was so hesitant overall in dropping his masculinity and submitting for another man. 

After hearing him out, I tried my best to comfort him yk but I realized what I needed to do to fully break him over the next week or so. The first thing I did was force him to solely wear tighty-whities and made him shave his entire body. I truly think this helped him reinforce he was losing his masculinity bc he’s a pretty hairy man and I think he was holding onto these strange notions of what he thought could be masculine like going to the gym. It’s been a while since I did them but I loved giving him wedgies to truly instill his humiliation but I made sure to check him after since he seemed to need some reassurance from people stronger than him from his trauma.

The second thing was to truly hammer in the fact that the slivers of masculinity he was holding onto were gone. I found out through my frat mate that Mason had two chicks on his roster that he fucked around with this year. I hit them up and they folded so easily and fucked both of them and got their permission to record everything. I ended up sending the video to Mason and both the chicks have ghosted him since and have been fiending in my messages since then. Since I sent him that video he’s only been allowed to jerk off to that video and he became more submissive and attentive to all my needs realizing he wasn’t special at all to me.

And finally to close things off, I let him watch that same chick give me head and told him you could never have this anymore. I saw his eyes were entranced by my cock and when she left I made him sniff my crotch through my underwear and he no longer hesitated and was like an animal. At that moment I told him you either start making out with my crotch and admit that this is the destiny you have as a fag or I’ll find another fag and you’ll just be a pathetic man with no chicks to fuck. In that decisive moment, he started kissing my crotch through my underwear and he’s been wrapped around my finger since then. 

He’s been a model fag now continuing to do all my chores, cooking food, and instead of traveling an hour away to his home for summer, he chose to stay with me instead to serve me over the summer and makes a 45 minute longer drive to his job. And I ain’t thought I would ever let a guy give me a handjob but I let Mason give me one during this long drive we had and man I was surprised at how good it felt, almost even better than a girl giving me head. With summer coming I have a lot more plans with Mason and I’ve been considering letting him give me head just because of how good the handjob he gave me was and how obedient he’s been. I’ll keep you updated but that’s my update for now.

It’s important to remember that Master Jason and Mason were friends before Mason finally offered himself in service. That explains why Master Jason feels such pride in seeing Mason truly embrace his purpose and find fulfillment in service. Master Jason does actually care about his former friend and wants the best for him.

It just so happens that the best thing for Mason is to be the fully-owned faggot of Master Jason!

I love the fact that Master Jason used trickery to discover Mason’s secret (and delusional) heterosexual relationships, and I loved even more that Master Jason turned the tables on Mason by fucking both females and recording it so that Mason could watch him do it. This incredible training/discipline accomplished two things simultaneously: (1) Mason is humiliated and effectively neutered, and (2) Mason was forced to see what a true Alpha looks like when he’s rutting a female and breeding her the way Men are supposed to. Trust me, Mason will never forget how incredibly sexy Master Jason looked when he was pounding those females! The added effect of that lust is the fact that Mason is now picturing himself as the one Master Jason is fucking!

And the tail end of Master Jason’s report suggests that could be a possibility. I was pleasantly surprised to hear about the handjob in the car, but what really thrilled me was Master Jason forcing Mason to watch a female suck his cock and then ordering Mason to worship his dick and balls afterward! This is POWERFUL and ADVANCED training both on his bulge but also his scent! Very hot!

Master Jason suggests that he might try Mason’s throat soon. I have already encouraged him to do so, of course. I just think Master Jason will feel like a truly powerful and unstoppable King after he feeds Mason his load and realizes every hole on earth belongs to his cock.

Like other young straight Alphas these days, Master Jason wants the world!

The following post is part of a thread following the submission of a faggot named Ethan to an experienced black Master known as King Karter. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!

In the previous update from Ethan, the faggot known as #5 in the live-in Kingdom of a powerful black Alpha named King Karter, Ethan learned to worship his Master’s feet and what that does to faggots. King Karter has been very pleased with his latest white faggot, and his three personal fags (Ethan as #5, then also #1 and #3) serve him in some way every day.

But Ethan has returned with a PART TWO so astounding (and even a little confusing) that I’m surprised Ethan was able to even write about it afterwards! This came about because Ethan is returning to his home state of Texas, so his Master graciously threw him a going-away party.

And what a party!

So, this is part two of what happened just before I left Texas. King Karter told me that I would be spending the weekend with him and his friends and that they would throw me a going-away party.  #3 called me and told me that there would be two of King’s friends there. I will call them King R and King L on here because I don’t know if they want their names known. #3 said they had been friends with King Karter for a long time, King R, since they were in high school. #3 said that King R and King L were in a relationship and King R was the more dominant one. But they like to share faggots a lot and have a semi-open relationship. I also had to obey them just as I would King Karter, so this was a good chance to show what I have to offer King Karter and his friends. I have some anxiety issues sometimes and I was very nervous that I would embarrass King Karter and my brothers, I had to even take some of my meds the day before, but #3 kept reassuring me that I would be fine, “It was easy and once they are fucking you, your body will just know what to do, it’s was what I was born for!” He also told me to bring some nice clothes to wear because we were going out to dinner.

I got there Saturday morning, just after #3 and a few hours before #1. We had to make some appetizers, clean the place, and set up the air mattresses in the living room. When Kings R and L arrived, we were on our knees in the living room. Immediately, they came over to me, pulled me up, and had me stand between them as they sat on the couch. King R was darker and taller and had short buzzed hair, and King L had much lighter skin and had highlighted braids. He was much younger than King R, in his mid to late 20s, like more my age. King R and King L’s hands were rubbing up and down my entire body. Like, feeling it all up. They kept telling King Karter that I had a thick ass and legs. They had me flex and bend over, while they rubbed my nipples, fingered my hole, and squeezed my arms, shoulders, chest, and balls. King Karter was smiling, watching with #3 kneeling next to him, and #1 got them all drinks and food. Soon #3 was sucking down on King Karter while they talked about me and my body. It felt a bit embarrassing, but also a little bit of pride because they liked my body, and King Karter was showing me off. They keep remarking on how much money King will make off my pussy. I was a bit embarrassed, but NGL I was so hard in my cage, King L pointed it out to everyone. I was also very nervous because I did not want to embarrass King and my brothers. So I just let them do what they wanted.

This went on for a bit. I had to be on my knees again when #1 brought out some pot and Hennessy for the Kings. Then King Karter told me to show them how good my mouth pussy is. I turned and started sucking on King R first then King L. Kings R’s cock is longer than King Karter’s (maybe about 10 or 11″ but thinner), and King L’s Cock is about 8 or 9″ (about the same length as King Karter but not as thick, probably 3 ” or so). King R was hard to get down; he had me use my hands a lot more than King Karter likes. By now I could hear #3 gagging on King Karter’s cock behind me and #1 was still serving pot and drinks to the kings, and poppers to me and #3. After they both face fucked me for a while, King Karter pulled me over to him as #3 and #1 each served King R and King L, with their throats and I went to town on King Karter’s. It did feel a bit easier now that I was back with King Karter.

King Karter would have me suck on his big cock for a while and then have me watch Kings R and King L mouth rape and start to fuck #1 and #3. While I kneeled in between King’s thighs he had me hit a lot of poppers and had me fuck myself on some dildos and plugs. My heart was pounding and King Karter pulled me over to the air mattress and took #3 off of King R’s Cock and had #3 sit on his, while King R came over to me and put his dick in my mouth. I sucked it again, and he was becoming more aggressive now and was pulling my hair and slapping me a bit. He had me lie on my left side with my right leg in the air and then started fucking me hard. I was moaning a lot and King L came over after fucking #1 and shoved his cock in my mouth. This was the first time I had ever been fucked in my mouth and my ass at the same time, it was hard to get at first, to get a rhythm up, like what I should be focusing more on. King L had me look at him and kept talking to me asking me if I liked black cock in me, or if I was a white faggot, or if I liked that cock in my ass. I responded to him every time with his dick in my mouth. Then R and L switched a few times, R pulled out and started mouth fucking me, and L started fucking my pussy. By now I started getting a rhythm, and they would turn me over sometimes on my back so R would be fucking me right down my throat and sometimes on my stomach when R was fucking me and King L was in my mouth again, Or on all fours doggy-style. King L would fuck very fast, like a jackhammer, and King R had more powerful, harder thrusts. At some point King Karter came over and had me suck his dick I could taste pussy juice and cum on his but it was still rock hard. He fucked me hard. King R and King L watched and kept cheering him on. Then King R asked if they could DP me, and I was a bit shocked and scared for a second. But, King Karter said not yet he hasn’t taken much cock up his pussy. Then they pulled #1 over to the couch and King Karter pulled me on his lap and fucked me so my back was to him and had me watch as King L sat on the couch #1 climbed up and squatted down on his dick and King R came up behind him and slide in #1’s pussy like it was nothing. They fucked the shit out of him n I could hear #1 moaning and grunting begging for more and more cock.

I was riding King Karter up and down #3 came over to give King Karter some drinks, and handed me some poppers that I had to sniff while watching. I was like HOLY FUCK! His cunt could take both massive cocks like that without him being in pain. Then #3 got on his knees next to them and started sucking on their cocks as they would come out, wet them up, and put them back in.

King Karter had me get on all fours in the middle of the room where he fucked me on all fours for a bit, and they each took turns fucking my mouth and hole. Each of them came inside of my fag hole. First King R, then King L, then King Karter. King Karter had me go on the couch and pull my legs up to my chest, and #3 put a shot glass at my hole, and I was told to push out all the cum, and then I was made to drink it in front of everyone. It was so fucking Hot! I never even came once, but my dick was still rock hard in my cage though the hole time, and my fucking balls were aching so bad! But I still was on a fucking sex high I don’t care if I came.

We all just sat around for a while, they had us dance for them and twerk, which I think I relay sucked at, they laughed, and #1 and #3 helped a bit teaching me to better twerk.

King Karter said we had dinner plans, and we all got dressed. It felt weird wearing clothes in front of King Karter again, even though I had worn them in my interview, it still felt weird.  I still wore my cock cage underneath though.

Because the Kings had been drinking and smoking, #1 drove the Kings in his car, and #3 and I went in his.  It was a very nice steak house we (the faggots) each sat in between the kings. I had King R on my Right and King L on my left. Throughout the whole dinner, we each had to help serve them like pouring their wine, or even cutting up their steaks, I was a bit scared that some of the other customers would look at us strangely, and I could tell there were some eyes on us especially as we walked in (this is Texas after all), but if they did after we sat down, I never noticed, I was focusing on the Kings. When dinner was about half over, King R leaned over and whispered, asking if I was thirsty.  At first, I said no, thinking he was asking if I wanted like water or something. Then he chuckled and had me look down at his crotch, squeezed it a bit, and asked me again but his time he said more like “Your Thirsty, right faggot?” I was in complete terror, and I responded by saying, “Here? What if some one sees, I can’t, we could get caught,” He said, “no one will see!” Before I could interject, he told King Karter that he and I would be going to the bathroom.  I looked at King Karter, hoping he would interject, thinking he would not want us to get caught, but he just said, “Ok”.  When we got in, there was a guy at the urinal, and I did have a bit of a panic attack thinking I was caught, but King R just walked up to the urinal, and I just stood behind looking like I was waiting for it. There were only two. After the guy was done, I took the one beside King R and pretend to piss as the guy washed his hands and left. King R nodded for me to follow him into the handicap stall.

This was both so terrifying and exciting at the same time. He locked the door and had me kneel on the floor, and pulled out his dick. He whispered to make sure I drink every drop or I’ll be smelling of piss at the dinner table. I was almost shaking with fear, both of spilling it and someone walking in.  He let out a stream and stopped so I could gulp it down. I tried to drink as fast as I could, so we could get out of there. King R finished before anyone else came in. We went over and washed our hands, and as we were walking out, another man was walking in, that kind of also freaked me out a bit, knowing how close were were to getting caught. Later, both King Karter took #3 into the bathroom, and King L took #1 in when we were having dessert. I was nervous the whole time they were both in there.  At the end of the meal, the waiter put the bill in the middle and I thought for sure we (faggots) would pay for them and us, But no! King Karter just picked it up and paid the entire thing. I was a bit stunned that he paid for us, even though we usually paid him. I also felt that it would have been just the right thing to do. #3 told me on the way back, because I asked, that King would bring us out sometimes especially if he was proud of our work, or if we had earned a lot of money for him, and he said it was probably that he was proud and wanted to reward us because he will usually give King R a few freebees cause they had been friends since they were younger.

When we got back to apartment #1, #3 and I all got undressed as soon as we walked in, and the Kings sat on the couch. We all took turns sucking them off each of them, and then King Karter pulled me by my hair and said we were going to his bedroom for the night. King R and L could have the others.

This account is fascinating for many reasons. First of all, it perfectly illustrates Alpha Hierarchy in a real-world application. In this scenario, King Karter is the God Alpha, King R is the Apex Alpha, and King L is either an Alpha or another Apex. However, their respect for the hierarchy between them is palpable and very real.

If you wanted a preview of true #BNWO (Black New World Order) gatherings (not the scammers on X who are trying to get fag money), this is it. It’s black Alphas getting together to enjoy their power as Kings while they are served and serviced by white faggots. As you can tell from Ethan’s fevered description, it’s intense, but they show a level of appreciation for their faggots that I find commendable. They simply understand that this is how faggots are born to be used.

I also love the impromptu faggot hierarchy at work here. #3 seems to be the closest to a mentor faggot in this situation. However, the faggots all serve selflessly, and they generously help one another in order to please their Alphas. This is how it should always be in an Alpha’s house containing multiple owned faggots. Much of the success of these kinds of situations comes down to firm training from the Owner. Thankfully, King Karter has owned faggots for years and knows exactly how to control them and get the best out of them.

I’m really proud of Ethan for being flexible and adjusting to his circumstances as they come upon him. He’s done this with a very obedient and submissive attitude, and it’s clear King Karter loves owning him. An Alpha who shows off his property to his Alpha brothers is certainly proud!

Ethan promises there’s another part to this experience, presumably telling us what happened when King Karter took him to bed!

The following post is part of a thread following the worship of a powerful straight Alpha named Andre by his woman, Angela, and a faggot named Alberto who serves them both. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!

Master Andre is even more intriguing as a figure primarily because I haven’t heard from him at all so far. That means I’m forced to understand him and his power through the descriptions of his actions from Angela, his faithful woman. I’m not complaining, though. I don’t need to talk to a tornado to understand its power, because I can see what it does and what effects it leaves in its wake.

Same with Master Andre. His adoring woman and his grateful faggot are ruled over with an uncompromising vision and precise expectations of service.

Angela wrote to me last night to tell me about an issue that is pretty common with straight Alphas: Master Andre wants his faggots to be hairless. I’ve known this about straight Alphas practically from the start of my faggot career. I had trouble in adolescence because I hated growing hair on my legs and armpits, and that hatred of body hair bled into my adult life and as I began serving straight Alphas. So when getting regularly bred became a feature of my service, I always made sure to get waxed professionally (and bleached enough for my asshole to qualify as a Chinese laundromat) so I was always smooth. From the comments I received from straight Alphas, they appreciated a nice clean fag hole like mine.

However, not every faggot has the weird hang-ups I have, so they must be taught through discipline to carefully craft their bodies into suitable sacrifices on the altar of straight Alpha lust.

That’s exactly what happened with Master Andre’s faggot Alberto. Here’s Angela with the story:

Hi Sam,

This is Angela again, King Andre’s girlfriend. We have been very happy with our faggot Alberto. I love the feeling of having a sub male for me use as much as I want as well.

I need to tell you what happened this past weekend so you can help me decide how to behave. I also shave my whole body regardless of what Andre wants because I don’t like to see my legs or ass with hair. Alberto, our sexy fag, has always had a very smooth skin as well. With time, I think he got a little less concerned about that, although he still serves us perfectly well. So last Saturday we were ready for one more amazing fuck when Andre opened Alberto’s ass and found some hair. Nothing too crazy, but enough to let him really upset. He got very mad at the boy and, without letting him explain what had happened, sent Alberto to the living room and said that he didn’t want to see him for the next hours. He literally rage fucked me after that. Andre fucked me twice and shot two big loads, making Alberto hear from the other room my moans as his huge dick destroyed my pussy. After he came twice, I asked him why he had been so rude with our faggot and Andre said that in his house no women should have body hair and if he was not strict about that Alberto would soon look like a bear.

Our fag is definitely what one would call a twink and some body hair is normal because after all he is still a man, but apparently this is non-negotiable for our sexy King. I told him to take it easy because the fag really loves him, but the most I could do was having Andre accepting some chest hair, but legs and ass must be smooth at all times, otherwise he refuses to fuck the fag.

Some hours later, when Alberto was already sleeping by himself in the couch, Andre went to the living room, took the fag in his arms and brought to our room. When the fag woke up, he said that he didn’t want to hurt his feelings, but that he was very disappointed to see that Alberto wasn’t taking care of his body as he should. The boy apologized and asked if he could give Andre some head and that was enough for the tough King to melt and put his big dick out. I was the lucky girl this time because I received two big loads in my pussy, the third one was much smaller, but it was enough for Alberto to swallow it and go to bed in a better mood.

When I was home alone with Alberto on Monday, I told him that I could help him to shave and make sure that he would always be ready. I noticed that keeping an eye on the fag’s legs and eye will be much easier than convincing my man to fuck a hairy ass.

To be honest, if he ever gets upset because I am not “perfect” as he wants, I will refuse to obey and will deprive him of pussy until he stops being picky. But Alberto immediately apologized and promised to behave better. Maybe that’s why he loved fucking this fag so much…

I’d like to know your opinion on this. Should I challenge Andre’s picky requirements of fucking smooth ass or is this just a normal reaction for a straight man?

First of all, Master Andre shows a keen understanding of how to properly discipline a faggot. Deprivation is the key to faggot discipline, not beating. It probably crushed Alberto to listen to his Master fucking Angela for hours and breeding her multiple times while he was alone on the couch in another room. And the discipline worked perfectly, as Master Andre returned to find a contrite and humbled faggot eager to serve properly once more!

I honestly find Angela’s letter to be quite revealing for a reason she did not intend. Near the end of the letter she mentions how she would punish Master Andre if he started complaining about her by depriving him of pussy. Oddly enough, it’s exactly this kind of gamesmanship played by women that lead Alphas to use faggots in the first place. I think it’s a mistake for any woman to think that her pussy is some unique and magic unicorn that only exists between her legs and nowhere else. Every female has a two-inch gash between her legs and is a potential target for Alpha cock. Then add in all of the cute faggots running around that are more than eager to kneel and serve an Alpha.

Hell, Men invented silicone pussies that vibrate and massage and don’t stink FOR A REASON.

So given the fact that Alphas can (and actually do) fuck anyone they please at any time, humility is of paramount importance. Females and faggots alike should be humbled to the core for any opportunity to serve a powerful Alpha like Master Andre, not play vindictive and disrespectful sex games with them!

But to answer your closing question directly, Angela, I don’t think you should do anything to Master Andre to change his stance because I believe that is pointless. He wants a hairless faggot to fuck, and he has no reason to change that stance. Alphas are accustomed to getting what they want without compromise, and I think Master Andre believes that implicitly.

Rather than trying to change an Alpha like Master Andre (who is by definition superior anyway), it’s better to simply become the humble and presentable worshipers he desires. That way you and Alberto will both get plenty of cock, cum, and affection from one of the great Kings of our world!

The following post is part of a thread detailing the awakening of a straight God Alpha named Kenzo by his lifelong faggot Kevin. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!

You may remember the previous post about Master Kenzo utterly cucking and enslaving a former straight so-called Alpha bully he once knew in high school by banging his wife and then forcing him to swallow his cock and cum. If you haven’t read that devastating account, I highly recommend that you catch up by CLICKING HERE, because here comes the even wilder PART TWO!

So when we last left this cuck, he was having any last shred of masculinity surgically removed through his throat by Master Kenzo’s Alpha cock. Master Kenzo got this supposed “Alpha” who used to pick on weaker people in high school to admit that he was Master Kenzo’s slave. And then he swallowed Master Kenzo’s load. Mission accomplished, right?

Um, no. You don’t know Master Kenzo if you think that’s far enough. You see, Master Kenzo is a God Alpha, and like most gods he has a pitiless wrath that scorches the earth and leaves nothing alive that resists his will. The suggestion that he has devastated an inferior male enough is almost a challenge that pushes Master Kenzo to show he has greater power than that.

And that’s exactly what he did with his new cuck faggot. Read on:

It’s time I completed the story of this first couple’s enslavement.

As I told you, when I came in the mouth of My former school mate, I saw his male pride slipping away. But not yet totally, not yet definitively, in truth. He put up more resistance to Me, for the last time, shortly afterwards.

A few days later, I was watching TV while he was massaging My feet, after I’d fucked his wife who was resting in their bed. I was telling him how I made her shout with ecstasy, how she said I was a better lover than he was. He was red with shame and despair. Then, suddenly, I asked him: “Tell Me, I hope by now you have renounced your desire to sire children, haven’t you? You’ve accepted it will never happen?” He was taken aback. I said calmly “I mean, come on! You are no longer a real man. You are even lucky I still allow you to fuck your wife, if you can still manage to do so. But you will never father a child. It’s a privilege I reserve for an Alpha like myself. The only children your wife will bear, the only children you will raise, will be from My seed.”

This time, he got angry. He really did. I had to subdue him by force, as I’d done in high school to punish him for bullying the weaker kids. At the end, when I finished beating him up, he was lying on the floor, his nose bloody, My foot solidly on his face pinned to the ground. I told him: “You will never disobey me again. Do you understand?” “Yes, yes, sorry, I beg your pardon…” he whimpered. I made him swear. He swore. Then I explained to him: “Good. Therefore, you will undergo a vasectomy. Let your downfall be final.” He weakly protested, begged for My mercy. “Please, no… Please don’t do it…” I answered: “Count yourself lucky I’m not forcing you into a penis removal! I’m merciful, I’m only sterilizing you.” Of course, in the following days, he complied.

This former minor Alpha male, who planned to perpetuate his genes, is now seeing his lineage end forever. Because I have decided so.

After that, he never truly resisted again. He only whined and moaned when I fucked his ass, then when I pissed on him. He has fully accepted his defeat.

And you know the best part? His wife is now pregnant with My child. In autumn, My first child out of wedlock will be born. My cuck slave will have the privilege of raising him or her, but of course I’ll make sure he does it with all the respect and care due to the fruit of My seed.

So that’s how I acquired My first heterosexual couple as slaves to My desires. Since then, I’ve acquired a second one. It was much easier: a couple of young, cute, enthusiastic fantasizers. They were looking for a threesome with a dominant male to spice up their relationship, and heard about Me from one of My slaves. They contacted Me to offer themselves to Me, begging Me to fuck her and dominate him. I agreed, of course, and it was great fun. They were really sweet. They worshipped my cock together, face to face, on their knees. It was like they were mouth kissing each other, but with my cock between them. This experience really brought them closer as a couple.

They loved it so much they came back for more! I agreed on one condition: that the guy get a vasectomy. They hesitated for a while. But they eventually submitted. From now on, I’ll make it a condition for any straight couple to have the privilege of worshipping Me together: sterilization of the beta male. Only I get to create life. If they’re lucky, they’ll have the huge honor of raising a child born of Me.

I have more to tell you, faggot. But that’s more than enough for now, I think. We’ll see later.

See what I mean? It wasn’t nearly enough for Master Kenzo to throat fuck the guy and feed him his load. Instead, Master Kenzo decided to take away the cuck fag’s procreative powers altogether and force him to raise His children! DEVASTATING! To top it off, Master Kenzo fucked his load into the cuck fag’s ass, taking away anything the cuck fag might hang onto as a “Man”. That part of the cuck fag’s life is completely gone forever.

I’m so excited to hear that Master Kenzo has impregnated the cuck fag’s wife! This is what Alphas do with their superior cocks and superior cum! They lay claim to human property through breeding and feeding these conquered ones. That way they are transformed genetically by it, inexorably enslaved by the power of it. Just look at what Master Kenzo’s Alpha cock and Alpha jizz has accomplished in the establishment of righteous hierarchical principles!

Fortunately for the second couple that they were more accepting of Master Kenzo’s frontal assault! Their almost joyous celebration of Master Kenzo’s power and control is exactly what Alphas want and expect from their prey.

But don’t miss this point: Master Kenzo LOVES the fight of the cuck fag the same way a fisherman loves the fight of a prize-winning fish hooked on his line. In the end, they will all submit and obey every word of his every command and end up mounted on his trophy wall!

Master Kenzo is an ultimate hunter, a straight God Alpha of insurmountable power. This is only the beginning of what is coming!

Hey, it’s sam here. Master Declan contacted me and commanded that I publish this audience-participation game he’s playing with his faggot boyfriend Zack. Please read and play along if you want to!

BED OR BEHIND BARS, you decide!

Hey, it’s Declan.

Zack’s still sleeping in bed, so I figured I’d take a moment to introduce a new feature, one that puts even more control in your hands. How does this sound?

You get to decide if he earns a spot in our bed… or if he gets locked in his cold little jail cell for the night like the good caged slave he is. That means a strict curfew, no cuddles, no warmth and just me closing the cell door with a heavy click of the padlock before I crawl into the master bed alone. And he stays locked up until I’m ready to leave for work in the morning.

Let’s be honest, he looks better on the floor behind bars. And I sleep better knowing he’s exactly where he belongs.

Win-win, don’t you think?

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The following post is part of a thread following the submission of a faggot named Ethan to an experienced black Master known as King Karter. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!

There’s something special about black Alphas who truly embrace their Alphahood and the ownership of faggots. Far too many black Alphas just use them and lose them, preferring to remain DL and unattached. However, these black Alphas don’t grow in power because of this decision. They don’t grow into the Kings their genetics and dominance demand.

King Karter might be discreet, but he has built a small Kingdom of owned faggots worshiping him day and night. He understands his worth, and he expects only the very best service from the faggots he owns and those he uses. His nature demands it.

We’ve been blessed to follow young faggot Ethan into King Karter’s lair, to glimpse the world his faggots inhabit under his reign. It’s intimidating, but also fulfilling! And we’ve been able to watch Ethan learn new things about himself, and do things he never imagined he would experience!

As it turns out, King Karter was about to push Ethan’s boundaries again!

Apparently, Ethan is one of the very few faggots on the planet without a foot fetish. I know, right??? Makes NO sense to me, either.

But King Karter’s feet were about to change Ethan forever! READ:

Hi Sam,
I am sorry I haven’t emailed sooner, I have been very busy with finals and moving from Texas back to California. I have two amazing and crazy stories to tell you! I will have to put them in two emails. They will take too long to explain both in one.

The first was on Thursday two weeks ago, on the 29th. I had only one more final to go, and it was an easy one. King Karter asked to have me come by and help #1 out with some chores and cooking. I was excited because since he had fucked me the first time, that was all I could think about. I even texted 1 and 3 if there were any opportunities I could come and help, since I wasn’t going to be there for much longer.  I came to his Apt. and #1 was already there. He had me clean myself out for a good while, and then I worked on cleaning the living room, and helping #1 clean the kitchen, along with starting dinner. King came home a few hours later from the gym. As soon as he came in, I could smell his scent. We kneeled and greeted him. He sat on the couch and watched TV while 1 and I finished dinner.  When #1 and I were done, we went and got on our knees in front of him.

King reminded me of all the things I would have to do when I was gone. Like FaceTime him a few times a week, while cadged. Contribute to my fag tax every other week. Practice with my new dildos while caged. And he gave me two more rules. The first one was that he was going to give me 5 brand-new bottles of poppers. 2, 30 ml bottles and 3, 10 ml. He said by the time I come back in August, all of the bottles need to be empty. The second rule was that I am not ever allowed to jerk off again or watch porn without a cock cage on. That I am only allowed to watch Gay porn or any Porn in chastity. I am never allowed to watch it without it on! He said I don’t need to be in it all the time, like 24/7, but I am not allowed to watch porn or get off without being in chastity again. I was like WTF, What is the point of watching porn. I will be so sexually frustrated. Especially since I am not getting fucked. I don’t want to be a disrespectful faggot. But I did ask him if I could just do it maybe once a week, or a month. He said, “No. That If you want to get off you need to watch it in a cadge, and fuck yourself to get off. That is the only way to get off if you want to watch Porn.” I was depressed and wondered how am I going to go that long without Jerking my dick. I have been jerking off since I was 11, at least once – twice a day, every day.  

He said he needed a pedicure and a foot massage. I was a little shocked as I had never heard of a masculine man wanting a pedicure. #1 went to get some nail clippers. King told me to watch #1 and do exactly what he does as he does it.  1 came back and told me to “Watch, and do what I do.”

He began by sucking on King’s toes, and sliding his tongue in and through his toes. Ok, so I have never really been into feet. I know a lot of fags are, But I never really got it. Like, I don’t have a gross aversion to it. They don’t gross me out or anything. It is just not something I ever really been into. So this was kind of like a first for me. So I started looking and watching #1 and doing what he was doing, spending time on each toe. Sucking it rolling my tongue around it, making sure it was very wet. Then we licked up and down the sole of his foot. Like giving a massage with our tongues. 1 would also work them with his hands, and I would look over and try to match his hands the same way.

After a while of sucking his toes a good amount. #1 picked up the toenail clippers and told me to cup my hands. He then clipped all of King’s toenails and put them in my hands. When he was done, #1 told me to put them in his mouth! I was like WTF! I think I was in a bit of shock because he whispered it again to me, and I slowly put them in his mouth. He just chewed them up and swallowed them like chips or something! I was still in a bit of shock, but I could feel King Karter watching me as #1 handed me the toenail clippers, and he then cupped his hands. I then started to do the same, clipping them and putting them in his hands. When I did all 5 and put the last one in his hands, 1 told me to open my mouth. I had to make a fist on the ground as he put them in my mouth, and I tried hard to chew them to make them softer, but they didn’t really break up. I was trying to get as much spit to make them go down. I gag a bit since a few got caught a bit in my throat. When I was done, my eyes were watering, and I just kept swallowing, trying to not get sick.
I think 1 saw that it was a bit harder for me and said I did a good job, and then King Karter also said I did a good job! That did make it feel a bit better.

Then #1 started to lick and slide his tongue up and down King’s feet again. So I did the same. I followed everything that #1 was doing. He started licking up King Karter’s leg, calf, and shin. I did the same. Sliding our tongues up and down this whole leg. I could taste his sweat and salt on his skin. It did taste amazing. We did that up to his thigh, and his torso and back, on each side of him, he stood up. He had us lick and clean his hole! I watched 1 do it first, then King pushed my face in his big black ass. I sucked and licked hard he told me to stick my tongue in his hole. I was a little shocked because I had never done this before, and at first, I felt I should not be doing this to an alpha. I know 3 told me he likes us to eat his ass sometimes. But I think part of me felt like it was wrong, I guess, IDK, I did it anyways, 3 told me later he likes the fact that we are wiping his hole with our tongues like toilet paper. He kept saying things like kiss my black ass slut, or lick my hole faggot. I understood it later, a bit more after I talked to #3. Then we moved to his armpits and licked them and sucked them. They smelled and tasted even more manly. We licked up and down his arms and hands, and sucked on each of his fingers like his toes. And the sides of his neck.

Then we got back down on our knees. We would take turns sucking on his dick and balls, and his pubes.

He started to face fuck us then, going from one to the other.

Then he had me stand up and sniff some poppers, and 1 lubed his dick. He had me then sit down on it, facing away from him. He started to fuck me and bounce me up and down on his thick dick. This time it felt so good. Much easier than the first time he fucked me. It went in faster and was not uncomfortable at all. I loved it! He keeps saying things like “Ohh fuck Tight Pussy, Fuckign that Tight pussy, and Tight Pussy!” I moaned back and asked him to fuck my tight pussy. I could feel 1 under me. He was licking King’s balls, taint, and hole. After a while, he pulled out of me, and 1 immediately pulled it in his mouth, cleaned it off, and slid it back into me. I kept bouncing up and down on his cock so hard, my eyes were rolling in my head. It felt so amazing, even as I write this, I feel my hole twitch now, just thinking about it 🙂 I think it was one of the most amazing feelings I have ever had! (so far)

Then he pulled out again, and had my kneel and 1 sucked on it cleaned it off again, and then took the same position I was in almost squatting over his big dick. And King told me to put it in, but I was not allowed to use my hands. I maneuvered it with my mouth and face and put it at 1’s hole, and it slid in. He started fucking 1 harder than he had fucked me. Slapping him a little and kept shouting loose pussy, Fuckin Loose Pussy! #1 was moaning loud too. King told me to lick up and down his balls, on his shaft, when he would pull out. And on his taint and hole. So I did, He fucked 1 like this for a while, pulling out a few times so I could clean it off, lube it back up with my spit, and put it back in with my mouth.

This went on for about 40 minutes. King, passing us back and forth, repeating the same thing about 5-6 times. I was his tight pussy, and 1 was his loose pussy. It was one of the hottest experiences I have ever had, well up until then, I shoot a load the second time he was fucking me so hard, I shoot it even though I was cadged! It shot pretty big, but it landed all over 1’s back. (I have a second story to tell you that will be hotter 😉 ) After about 40 minutes, he pushed 1 down and had us both suck on him sliding our tongues back and forth taking turns on shoving the shaft down our throats. Then he had us open our mouths and stick our tongues out, and he jerked his massive dick in front of our faces. And shot a huge load all over our faces. He would shoot some on 1’s face, then shoot some on mine. Then 1’s, then mine. He shot 4 times, maybe a little the 5th time. King had us lick it off each other’s faces while he whipped his dick on our faces too, smearing it all around. He had us lick it off each other and start kissing, sliding his dick between our lips.  Then he sat on the couch and he told us to keep kissing he wanted to see us fags kiss and make out. We did. I haven’t made out much with guys, so I don’t think I was much good. I hope he liked watching it, though.

After a minute or so, he got up and pulled on my hair saying he needed to piss. He pulled me by my hair, and I followed on my knees, pulled me to the bathroom. He had me put my head on the side of the bowl and open my mouth. He started to piss in my mouth and I tried to lap it up as much as I could. But a lot went in the bowl or on the side. When he was done, he said he was going to take a shower. That I needed to clean up the mess I made, using my tongue, and even what was on the floor. Then I needed to get his towel and stay on my knees until he was done. After I cleared my mess as he told me to, I knelt with his towel in my hands and watched him finish his shower. My mouth was salivating watching him lather up his body. And my hole twitched a few times as he cleaned his cock and balls. I wished I could be in there with him, cleaning him. I could feel my dick get hard in my cadge again. It felt really uncomfortable.

Finally, he came out, I dried him off, and he said he liked my job today. While I was drying him off, he asked when I had to be moved out. I said by next Friday, but my flight is on Thursday (the  5th). He asked me if I had any plans this weekend, and I said, “No, not really just packing I guess.” He said he wanted me to be here at his apartment on Saturday around 11 in the morning, He had a going away party he was thinking about giving me with a few of his friends, that he would like to introduce me to. And that I should plan to stay until Sunday afternoon. I was a bit shook and nervous, and excited, at the same time. I didn’t think he would throw me a going-away party, and he said with some of his friends. He told me that he was going to his room to watch some YouTube. That 1 had more homework for me when I was gone.

I went back to the kitchen where 1 was finishing up dinner. He told me I did a great job today. And I should be proud. He said he also had homework for me to do while I was gone, in addition to Kings. He said since I was not his King that they are not orders that must be obeyed like Kings but he would like me to work on them to be a better faggot. 1) try to wear my cock cadge out and about once in a while. Like when I go to the movies or something. And get used to wearing it more often. I did tell him it will be hard to wear it every time I watch porn. He said this is very important that I do, so I am used to getting aroused only when I have it on, and don’t need to think about jerking my fag dick when I am with King Karter or with his friends. He also said I can also practice only cumming when I fuck myself too. I figured I better learn how, since I think it is the only way I will be able to cum anymore I guess.

The second homework was that I had to do the cooking and cleaning at home for my family. I was like What?? They are not Alphas, they are my mom and sister. Maybe my dad, when I see him over the summer, but it was not the same. He said it was not like service for them, it’s more like homework, like keeping up with what you learned. So your skills get better, so when you come back, you can do things like laundry faster. Or cook better, or clean better. Just to keep the skills I learned here, so I don’t slide back. I understood it then the way he explained it. He said you can think of it as a service to him, like you will be better when you return. 

The 3rd and last homework was that I needed to try to pack on 4-6 pounds of lean muscle by the time I came back. I have a little flab in my gut, and he wants me to get rid of that. He said King Karter would like me to be a huge muscle faggot next year. I used to be about 225-230 in high school when I was working out like every day for football. And I am about 240 -250 now (all the college food). He said He would like me to try to be about 240, but to lean up a bit. Go a few days a week fasting, or only eating like one meal of just protein. I also had to work on my flexibility. Something I did a lot in high school because of football, but I hadn’t done a lot since I stopped playing, and more just lifting. 1 said the flexibility will be key and help with King Karter, and when I go on a lot of dates, and men will want to put me in different positions.
That is my goal for this summer. I have already started going back to my local gym and the Gym in my apartment building almost every day now. My goal is to be a bit more shredded and leaner and pack on some muscle when I get back. Also, to be more flexible and practice my skills of service, when I am at home for the next few months. I also am going to try to convince my mom and dad that I can move out of the dorms. Not sure if that will work, though.

The hardest work will be, the masturbating to porn with a cock cage on though. I don’t know if I can do that! Go that long without jerking my dick. I have been trying so hard this last week since I have been home. It is so hard! I have been fucking myself like every day to get my sexual frustrations under control. That helps a bit. But I think I’m addicted to sex now, NGL, I think about it all the time now even more than before I met King Karter, I want him to fuck me all the time. And I think the next few months are going to be fuckin hard! I have a muscle measure gun that works pretty well on my cage, and sometimes I just pat it hard when I am fucking myself. I have my first FaceTime with him on Wednesday while my mom is at work, and my sister is at summer school. I think that will help too! Got any advice on how to masturbate with a cock cadge on, Sam? I have done ok the last week, but I really don’t know how I can do this for like two months!

BREATHTAKING!

You can already tell how King Karter’s massive cock (and his use of it) is transforming Ethan into a ravenous, cock-hungry faggot! Remember when King Karter took him the first time, the pain he felt? Now it’s pure pleasure to have his Master’s hard dick rammed up inside him! That’s the transformational power of Alpha cock!

But notice what King Karter’s feet did for Ethan’s mentality! The faggot went from a mild disgust to completely turned on within the space of one worship session. Of course, none of this is a surprise to experienced faggots. I have served the feet of countless Alphas, and I’m well aware of their power over us. Ask any Alpha in findom, and they’ll show you their bank accounts!

I love King Karter’s promise to introduce Ethan to his Alpha friends! This is a nod of approval for his new fag! I’m pretty excited at what King Karter has in mind!

As for Ethan’s plea for help regarding masturbation: all faggots should have the mindset that they shouldn’t masturbate. Jerking off is a privilege reserved for Men, not faggots.

Ethan should feel great pride in wearing King Karter’s cage, not frustration. View it like a ring. It’s a commitment between an Alpha and his faggot. It should be humbling for a faggot, something sacred.

I know I conquered masturbation using my mind. I simply meditated on how shameful it was for me, a faggot, to be masturbating like other Men. How such an act denigrated and insulted Men. I simply couldn’t do it anymore. Chastity has become an everyday reminder of my “separate” status among Men.

Meditating on the great privilege of serving at the feet of a powerful God Alpha like King Karter should fill a faggot with such humble awe that masturbation would be insulting to his majesty!

I hope Ethan can make that adjustment!

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

While rare, Alphas sometimes sexually conquer other Alphas. When it happens, it usually involves a God Alpha overpowering and breeding a brother Alpha lower in the hierarchical chain. God Alphas simply cannot stop themselves, because conquering and marking another Alpha is indicative of just how powerful they are.

Master Jase is a God Alpha – practically the definition of one – and his conquests are becoming legendary. But until now, Master Jase has been conquering and breeding faggots both aware and unaware.

But here’s a new wrinkle in Master Jase’s game:

I always enjoy showing a lesser alpha his place underneath a God alpha. Saturday night I was at a gay sex bar, and plowing a muscle pussy against the counter when another guy approached, took out his cock, tapped it against the head of the bodybuilder bitch I was fucking and looked at me questioningly.

No god alpha asks. We take. I never have to ask anyone to fuck and use their slut or fag. I would grab the head of the fag, spit on the pussy of one, and work my giant tool down its throat or split its pussy open on my cock. Without asking it’s previous owner’s permission. That’s my right to fuck open holes. So I already pegged this guy as inferior to me, despite his confident attitude and the experienced way he was holding the bitch’s head.

While we fucked the bitch together, he asks me if I was still up for fucking and plowing an eager cock sleeve of his own. As this bodybuilder bitch was only the third cunt of the night I was fucking, I asked him what made his toy worth it. He grinned and told me that it was his older jock brother, and I could breed him. That got me intrigued, so I told him we were going to tire out the current bitch first.

When the bitch tired out, he collapsed forward, freeing my cock from his sore gaped pussy. The ‘oh fuck’ when my giant cock came into view from the other guy made me smile, as did when I tore off the condom and fed the tired bitch my cock. The other guy just watched, unable to keep his eyes off the bitch eagerly cleaning and licking my cock, despite him clearly fucked out and eyes dilated. Told him to lead the way, and watched as his eyes finally stopped staring at my cock when I tucked it away. On the drive to his place, his confidence returned, he introduced himself as Daniel and began babbling about how he started using his older brother in high school after he found him fucking himself on a dildo. How he once respected his older jock brother for being masc and ‘an alpha’ until he turned out to be a dick-loving slut. How despite owning other fags and fucking girls, his jock brother was his favourite toy to use, especially now they were both in uni.

It was clear Daniel was an alpha. Able to reduce his older brother into a cock-serving faggot and owning other sluts who served him. But those small instances where he was captivated by my actions already told me he was an inferior. And I was interested in both dominating his jock fag, as well as making sure Daniel knew his proper place.

His older jock fag bro surprised me with how he greeted us. He was dressed in a tight corset, panties, fishnet, heels and make-up. Daniel said he borrowed one of his girls’ clothes and made his fag bro a sissy. It was not the first time I had used and dominated a sissy, but his muscles were exploding out. He was a fucking hot sight. He was confused when he saw me. I could see his doubt, as he started to ask Daniel. Way too familiar. Asian and short, why was I there. “Sir, who is this?” Daniel tried to answer, but I took control. I gripped the fag by his throat and forced his head to look at me, telling him, “I’m your God, and you’re now my pussy bitch. Got it?” I could feel how he weakened at that and just dropped to his knees. Too easy. I circled him, pinched and groped his muscles. Daniel was silent. He probably didn’t think I would control his fag bro so quickly.

I won’t bother to tell you the details, faggot Sam. You can fill in the gaps. You know how I fuck and how I cunt my bitches by now. I made the fag take our cocks out and lick. I laughed when he slobbered over my giant size way more than his own brother’s respectable cock. Daniel couldn’t even complain, at the sheer way I outsized him. I gripped his head and drove his cock onto both Daniel’s and my cock. Sputtering and gagging especially on mine. His make-up was running by the time I realised his head, and his face was completely smeared.

I made Daniel spread his fag bro’s cunt while I stretched it with my fingers with one hand, and fucked his throat with my other hand. Ordered Daniel to keep his cunt open as I stretched the fag’s ass over my cock. Daniel obviously used his brother well, with how easily he spread apart, but he definitely wasn’t ready for my girth or length. I didn’t care, I drove like a battering ram and jabbed at his second cunt. The fag gasped and cried. Arched his back. Shook and spasmed on my cock. Scratched at the floor he was on all fours on and panted. He was being cunted. I told Daniel to gag his bro on his cock as I worked my cock back and forth. His second cunt wasn’t going to deny me. I fucked through it, pumping right into his guts, and the way the fag completely arched his back but went still, I knew I was plugging him deeper than he ever felt, and he was loving it.

We spitroasted his fag bro for over two hours. Daniel said he had never felt his fag clench and suck his cock so hard, nor did his fag bro look so bitched out. He was going feral on his fag bro’s head, slapping away, gripping and ramming his cock in, and the fag only moaned harder, especially at how powerful I was railing him. I wish I counted how many times the fag had assgasmed, I could tell from how he would periodically spasm all over my cock. I knew Daniel was close. I told him to cum, and he did, roaring, no doubt flooding his fag’s mouth. I didn’t stop, I kept pounding my cock, watching as the fag bro’s hole tried to clench but couldn’t fight against my powerful cock hammering him.

I took over. I told Daniel to watch as I would completely fag out his brother. I pinned his fag bro down, put my foot on his back, pulled his arms back, and made him look at Daniel as I pummel-punched his cunt. Threw him down, mating pressed him, stared at his cock-drunk face as I bent his muscled jock body so hard his outfit started to rip. Carry-fucked him and held him over Daniel, who at this point was kneeling, and rammed him so hard his whole body shook.

I watched Daniel the whole time. I knew he could not take his eyes on just how overwhelmingly strong I dominated and manhandled his jock fag bro. Especially since he must had outsized me twice as much in muscle. He started to jack off. I barked at him, told him that he was not allowed to touch his dick. He obeyed instantly, and just kept staring at me. I couldn’t but grin and laugh.

It was going well into four hours of me solo fucking the fag. By this point I had lost point of how many times the fag had assgasmed. I had bred the fag twice and still going strong. I didn’t go soft, ever. His cunt was busted, I could feel the difference in his squishier ass ring. He had one last ass gasm and completely gave out in my arms as I carry fucked him. Rag-dolled on my cock and in my strong arms. I felt so fucking pumped and godlike.

The fun part came. I pulled the fag off my cock and threw him next to Daniel, making sure his wrecked cunt was exposed to Daniel. And Daniel could only watch as his older fag bro trembled in his unconscious state, his gaped cunt pouring out my two frothy loads. I stood over Daniel and flexed my cock over his face, letting the remnants of my pre and cum drip onto his face. I also flexed my arms over him, letting him see my powerful muscles. I told Daniel, that even if he was his bro’s Sir, that he knew deep down he was my inferior. That I took over his fag like it was mine to begin with. Told him if he agreed, to lick my cock. Which in all regards, was an order. Daniel did, hands shaking. Licked my cock, looked in my eyes as if for approval.

It was a training session for Daniel, one I intend to keep training him in. I kept his head pinned to the wall and slowly pressed more of my cock into his mouth. How his lips snapped around my thick cock head corona the first time, and he moaned as I pet his head in approval. I began to skull-fuck him, making his moan and drool as I forced my cock in and out. Started to get deeper and deeper into his mouth and throat as his throat opened up for my massive cock. His face was getting nicely bitched out, especially as spit and pre started splashing onto him. As he worked my cock, I told him that in the future, if I wanted him or his brother, his mouth would warm my cock up. That he would lube my cock with his mouth in front of his fag bro, before I let him fuck his own bitch. How I would do the same for any fag or girl be brought home and I wanted his holes. I gave him one heavy thrust that made him take half my cock before it got stuck going down his throat. He gagged, moaned, and came hands free, his cock shooting cum over the floor in front of him. Hah.

I grinned, but still pulled out and said we needed to work on him serving his own alpha better. How I would be training his throat and eventually his own ass. Daniel could only stare back at me, his stretched mouth puffed and layered in throat slime and my pre. “Kneel” I told him. He shakily did, and I jerked off my giant cock, pointing it at him and his passed out fag bro. I blasted a massive load over both of them, drenching their faces and bodies in my seed. Daniel only moaned and opened his mouth harder, his eyes crossing.

I pressed my cock against his lips and made him suck the tip clean. “You’re now marked as mine,” I growled. “Phone,” I then ordered. He handed it over. I got his number, saved it as “Bro alpha bitch”, and walked out for an uber pick up using his phone. Didn’t even look back at the fucked out pair. I had other fags that night to use, plenty of other muscled holes to cunt open.

Always thrilling. You will never know just how much excitement it is to be at the top like this, faggot Sam.

Master Jase is right, of course. I’ll never, ever know what it feels like to have this level of power over humanity the way a God Alpha like him experiences every day. Hell, I will never know the power of the Alpha he conquered last weekend!

I’m merely a faggot. I serve Kings like Master Jase. I surrender my body, my heart, my will to their power.

And God Alphas like Master Jase take that and build Kingdoms out of it. The Kingdoms glorify them forever.

I add my voice to the chorus of praise! Thank you, Master Jase, for your awe-inspiring power and your rulership!

The following post is part of a thread chronicling the enslavement of a young faggot named Asher by his actual uncle. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!

One of the bigger surprises I’ve received from running a site like this and deeply covering so many stories is the number of faggots being enslaved into service to family members. I guess I always thought of that as taboo, but I’ve come to know that hierarchy runs deeper than I ever expected.

Asher is a young faggot who has been asking me questions in my “Questions From Readers” inbox about submitting and serving his uncle. I almost elevated Asher’s story to a proper blog thread with his last question about his uncle really claiming him as his faggot. Now I’m doing it because his uncle has really ramped things up.

But before I get to Asher’s update, I want to point out that, in my advice to his last question, I mentioned that chastity was the answer to his situation. With that in mind, listen to this:

I got in chastity but in a different way. You see, once my uncle accepted me as his faggot, he  told me that I have to earn action with my dick. Right now, I am only allowed to give him handjob. He has also said me to always  stay naked in the house and do chores. But my habit to touch my dick was still a problem. One day, after giving him handjob and cleaning him up with tissue (he has also said that I have to earn his cum), I went in other room and started tot touch my dick. I just wanted to feel my hand that just touched and jerked my God’s  dick. But he just barged in and caught me touching my dick and got angry. He grabbed my hand , took me to the bedroom and then tied both my hands at one leg of the bed. “Do not try to untie while I am out.” he said. I nodded and he left. I had never seen him this angry. He has always loved me and cared for me, even after accepting me being a fag. After about 2 hours he came back. He had brought some items in a bag. He untied me and then sat on the bed and made me sit on my knees between his legs.

“Look, I had already told you that you should not touch your nub. That is not how a fag get pleasure. You can only get pleasure if your master fucks you. Your pleasure is dependent on me. And you have disappointed me. So I am gonna you in chastity. I gave you a chance and you failed.”

“I am sorry, I did not mean to do it, but ..”

“No if n buts, you have to wear chastity. Now thank me for making you wear chastity.”

“Thank you uncle for making me wear chastity. “

It was a nice pink chastity, small in size as my dick is already not that big, and he also bought a dog collar.

“You should wear this all the time in the house, no matter what. It will show you your position.”

I honestly felt more faggy when he put on the collar on me. I guess this is how may faggot journey is turning out to be.

It’s pretty amazing to me that Asher’s uncle (a straight Alpha) understands faggot ownership so well. It seems to come to him naturally.

Also, how do straight Men understand chastity and its ability to mold faggots? It’s crazy to me. I guess it’s just a matter of understanding how taking away a faggot’s penis reduces them and forces them to focus.

I really think Asher will benefit from chastity … but that means his uncle will be using him sexually very soon. I hope Asher is ready for that!

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!

In the previous post, we learned of Master Jace’s brutal cunting of his latest faggot, a closeted fag who is technically still married to a woman. However, the faggot was still unable to handle the entire length and girth of Master Jace’s mammoth cock, so he refused to breed it.

In other words, in Master Jace’s eyes the faggot was still not fully cunted.

This weekend Master Jase decided that he’d given the faggot enough time to readjust its life and hole to accept its new purpose, so he was ready to cunt and fully breed it. Master Jase picks up the story from last time:

The cunting lasted well into Sunday, over many hours and sessions, but I can say that I have officially cunted and bred the fag. Saturday morning after feeding him a giant load both down his throat and over his face, I send my in house slut to pick up the fag, who I told to be available the whole weekend, no excuses. “Yes sir”. I hand one of my used musky jocks to my in house slut, instructing him that the fag should enter our place choking on it.

He does, and he enters almost stumbling as he catches sight of me, his legs instantly going weak and his expression already high on the scent of my musk, pre, piss and dried cum soaked into my jock. I point in front of me, and he kneels, a giant muscled dilf fag staring up as I begin wiping and slapping my monster cock over his face. “Been thinking of my cock all night?” Muffled yes. “Even when you got home to your wife?” Another muffled moan. “And you dreamed about my body and cock, didn’t you?” More moans. “Which one, choking on my cock or your pussy stretched over it?” Another long moan. I slap his face with my cock, asking again, “Which one?” The fag moans louder and tries to spread his legs. It was clear, his cunt was hungry.

I whipped the jock out of his mouth and before he could catch a breath I buried my drooling cock right down his throat, making him instantly gag and heave, his lips stretched tight. I tell my in house slut to grab a dildo and to fuck just the tip against the fags hole at the same pace as I skull fuck him. I made his mouth squelch, his face smeared in endless layers of pre, throat slime, and his own tears and snot as I bully fucked his mouth for a good half hour, with my in house slut expectedly stretching out the fags cunt with the dildo.

Pulling out my cock at last, I lay it on the fags face, telling him, “You’ve taken fingers, you’ve taken the dildo, now you’re taking my whole cock today. Understood?” “Yes, sir.” His face was scrambled already from the skullfuck, but the apprehensive look in his eyes proved he wanted it. I made him face away and expose his hole, and that beautiful gaped and still swollen cunt was winking at me. How could I resist. I picked him up, held him above me, and slowly let the fag slide his massive weight down on my cock. How his body tensed as my thick cock bored through him. The stretching did little to prepare him for how my dick reshaped and pushed apart his ass tunnel with ease. I was claiming his insides. And I wanted it all. I pushed against his inner ring. The fag cries. I wrap one arm around his abs, grab the jock and gag him again. I don’t see his face but I can see his head already rolling back again and his back muscles tensing, his legs starting to flail and toes shaking.

I let gravity do the remaining work. Releasing my grip on his body, the only thing stopping him from being deeply cunted, his body fell. Pierced right through that second drum. The fags body went crazy. Spasming in my arms. His head swaying side to side, his feet twisting. His heaving audible even through the gag. For me, his cunt was so tight. A tight ring around my base, another tight ring around my shaft, and the clench of his inside tunnels just vibrating all along my cock.

I do not remember all I said. It was a long weekend of cunting him. I specially prepared and told my in house slut, making sure to reward him for his service of taking care of the fag. But I remember at this point, completely seated inside the trembling muscled dilf fag, telling him, “You like it all the way?” A weak, barely audible moan. “You want to be used like a real fag now?” A better moan. He tried to turn to look at me but I crushed his back against my front. I wanted his full attention to be in the sensation of my cock completely remolding his insides. I slowly begin fucking him, and each thrust he makes a soundless scream as I bury back balls deep inside him.

I begin to fuck him stupid. Picked up the pace, ramming it back in as he loosened, til he began to ragdoll in my arms from how intense the fucking began to get. He was starting to go completely limp in my arms, so I told him I was going to reward him, and shot a giant load in him. Oh he did feel it, with how a low whine came out, but when I pulled out and my cum poured out his used hole and I turned his body to face mine, he was already unconscious, clearly fucked out, yet his body still instinctively reacted, his shaking legs spreading further feeling my cum escape his pussy.

That began the weekend of cunting. I let my in house slut give him aftercare. Taking him to a bedroom where he laid bent out of shape and my cum still drooling out his open and swollen cunt lips. By the end of the weekend, I was going to turn them into a puffed wreck framing a gaped red cunt. While the fag rested under my house sluts care, I worked out, drilling a guy after the gym in his ute before heading home. The fag was still in bed, but now awake…and was fingering his own cunt, moaning. I jumped on him, pulled back his arms, put one foot on his back and mounted him, sliding my cock back in him. Told him how he was just a cunted fag now, who craved my cock. Made him shake and cry as I savagedly pounded him again. Kept him in the same stretched and pinned position as he began shaking and his head bounced back, where I could see his eyes rolling nonstop. Buried my cock in him and blasted another huge load and let him drop back down to the bed. Naked, covered in fluids and a completely mess, while I was still pumped, sweaty, with my cock out my workout shorts.

This carried in the whole weekend. I would fuck and breed him in multiple positions all over the house, while my house slut cared and prepped him. I would do my own thing, training, gaming, gyming, before finding the fag to break him down into an oblivious mess. His wife messages him, wishing him fun on his ‘work colleague trip’. I certainly took my new Dilf fag for many many long hard rides.

I promised I would give him the most puffed of cunt lips, and I did. His legs couldn’t close at all by Sunday, he was barely able to limp. In house slut had cleaned him multiple times, but the fags cunt was still constantly leaking my cum. Everytime he even saw me, he would moan, buckle, and start panting. His eyes were completely gone, dilated, unfocused from the hours of non-stop merciless pounding I gave him. But as a reward, this last fuck, I slowly sank into him, wrapped my arms, and just rutted slow but forceful, letting him feel every inch of my cock pulling against his cunt. After giving him one last cunt soaking load, I got in house slut to drive him home plugged with my last load inside him. How he tells his wife about his “work weekend trip” will be interesting, but he now physically and mentally was well and truly cunted. I left a message saying he could rest Monday and Tuesday, but Wednesday, I expected his pussy to be ready for me again.

WHEW!

Experiencing Master Jace’s recaps of his conquests is almost a form of cunting in itself! I feel gaped and exhausted, but also exhilarated and alive and grateful to be a faggot!

After expressing my utter shock over this long-game, multi-day cunting he administered, I told him how shocked I was by the length, breadth, and depth of this cunting experience. After asking me if I had ever been cunted like that – which made me laugh, because I don’t know if I’d be coherent if every cunting I experienced too 2-3 weeks – Master Jase had more to say about his technique and his needs:

I love cunting fresh fags, Sam. Every once in awhile, I land a fag like this dilf fag who I know I will be keeping. And it’s worth the time and effort to cunt him over and over until his body, mind, and soul understands his place and purpose. Because for me, it’s almost like the thrill of a hunt to take my time preparing the fag for the finale.

It’s instinctual to me. It’s how I hunt my fags and sluts. It’s how I train them to take my merciless aggression and my giant cock without permanently ruining them. It’s how I transformed my current in house slut. Weeks even of university rooming slowly transforming him into a trained cock sleeve. Other alphas may cunt their fags in a day. Or less. But I like to take my time. Enjoy the thrill of the process. Revel in the final moments before the fag submits to the cunting in its entirety, their body and mind turned.

I mentioned to Master Jase that my cuntings happened without the knowledge or planning of me or any of my Masters. My Masters and Alphas who cunted me all thought they were hurting me and freaked out a bit; meanwhile, I was freaking out over the loss of control. None of us back then knew what it was, which is why I coined the term “cunting” to describe it, and I believe my work is the foremost authority on cunting anywhere on the internet.

Master Jase continued:

Hah, I always know what would hurt a fag or not. Breaking it’s cunt open will never hurt you or any fag. Your crying, your shaking, your involuntary movements, are all pleasure signs that you’ve experienced the peak of being fagged out. I do not know nor presume to know if you pioneered and coined the term cunting. But I do know that since I started to fuck and own my sluts in high school, that was how I broke them in. Not nearly with enough patience and marathon stamina as now, but I just knew that mounting them on my cock and their reactions meant that I had turned them into my willing cumdumps.

Fags are not as weak as straight alphas think they are. It takes a certain will to submit and release their control to an alpha. Myself, I demand my fags all keep themselves in the best of shapes to withstand my punishing rounds of breeding. The new Dilf fag is no exception. Point being, fags who are made to be used by alphas, will have the will and body to withstand some use from an alpha.

Master Jase is a rare Alpha, one that doesn’t fit easily into Protector or Destroyer labels. He’s probably both simultaneously. He’s like a sudden and violent storm that rises up and obliterates a town, but after it passes the sun is shining and the air is clean and fresh.

All I know is that Master Jase will mount a faggot with the expressed desire and intent to destroy it, but in the end he’s holding the limp, devastated body of a cunted faggot that has been transformed and set free. He’s not for the faint-hearted or half-hearted. Once he rams his huge dick all the way in a faggot, there’s simply no way it’s ever coming back.

And that, to me, is the whole point.

Thank you, Master Jase!

The following post is part of a thread chronicling the life and ascendancy of a powerful 24-year-old Asian Master named Alpha Alex. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!

This site has been blessed to know and feature two overwhelming Asian God Alpha super-predators, Master Alex and Master Jase. They’re both very similar, and both seeming anomalies among their Asian brethren. They’re hugely muscular, well-hung (at least nine inches), and ferocious hunters and breeders of faggots.

After my first update about Master Alex, we talked and I asked for more detail about his life as a successful, muscular God Alpha who owns a vast stable of faggots. He replied this way:

I take great joy in making fags out of men who think they rule the world, only to realise that there is an alpha male who rules and controls over them. And I find them at all places I frequent. The high-end gym I frequent is free of charge, courtesy both of my PT fag and his boss, when they’re not keeping my body pumped and worshipping my muscles, scent and sweat on their floor, their bent over, cunt spread, aching for my cock to fuck them into that addictive daze they crave. Restaurants and bars where once a confident client is hidden under the table cloths choking on my cock while I enjoy a three course meal or a drink. Meeting with other agents at parties or functions and exchanging greetings with their wives, while they stare hungrily at my face and body, waiting for when I call on them and pound my thick ten inches deep up their pussies harder and better than they can ever pleasure their own women. Single fags, married fags, I have the lot; nothing changes the fact that I own them. That their pleasure they receive should only be from how much they can satisfy and please me. Their gratitude to be in service, their sore throbbing cunt lips a physical badge of honour that they’re mine. Their need to worship me only when I call them my obedient sluts.

You ask about my house fag when I arrive home in a mood. What he does is obey. To meet my needs. If I come home normally, he kneels and fishes out my cock and lets the heavy weight lie on his face while his hands work on my feet, massaging them. He doesn’t suck until I command him to. When I am done with the initial worship and skull fuck, he is to thank me before hanging my clothes or putting them in the laundry. If it is my workout or training clothes, I expect him to sniff and gag himself on my scented musky clothing. If I come home needing to breed, I pin him down, where he obediently opens his mouth for me to relentlessly drill his throat, deep and brutal, before flipping him like a toy and mercilessly whipping my ten inches in his oversized muscle pussy. Telling him how much he loves being my cock slut, desperate for my attention. How he whimpers in gratitude against my savage rhythm until I breed him and leave him slumped and gaped and cum drooling out his pussy against whatever surface I lasted railed him against. One would not expect him to be my house fag, with how gigantic and built he is with the stance and demeanor of a military trained veteran. Yet here he is, submissive and shaking and trembling in need under my Asian strength, craving my dark alpha cock to take his mind and body into orbit.

I have been in a rutting period here, faggot. You would only wish you were one of mine, with how ravenous and inexhaustible my need to fuck and breed has been in the past month or so. And it has not ended. It is not uncommon for my house to have two or more sluts on a daily basis, all of which end the night broken, dazed, red fleshed, limp piles of muscle with loads of my cum dripping out their mouth and cunts. And I am still cleaning my hard cock off on my house faggots swollen lips. Even right now, my cock head is being nursed on by a fag called up to keep my cock busy as I work.

This is like a “Day In The Life Of A God Alpha” diary entry. However, there’s clearly nothing ordinary about Master Alex’s life, especially right now as it’s mating season and he is breeding so furiously and so deeply that he seems intent on bending Nature itself into impregnating his fags, I’ve been “attacked” like this by aggressive God Alpha Masters before, and it can be quite overwhelming. But Master Alex feels like another animal entirely.

If there is a common thread in the lives of God Alphas like Master Alex, it’s this: they’re all wildly successful and accomplished professionally. This should not be surprising, since all good things flow upwards to Alphas. They get all of the high-paying jobs, all the respect, all of the attention, all of the money, and all of the pussy they can ever want.

I’m so happy that Master Alex embraced his God Alphahood early so that he may enjoy a long life of daily success and worship and Kingship!

Thank you, Master Alex, for continuing to share your jaw-dropping life!

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

I feel really blessed as a faggot in this position because I’ve been able to mentor so many faggots to find fulfillment, but also some powerful Alphas! Here on this site I have literally chronicled the ascensions of many straight Alphas, charted every new discovery about faggot ownership, and pointed them to even greater avenues of domination and power! It’s been an amazing ride for the last ten years!

One of my more recent favorites is Master David. This straight French Alpha had never owned a faggot (or even considered it) until he met me while searching for information about his submissive gay roommate Vincent. Now he owns not only Vincent, but a couple of other faggots he’s acquired at the gym. Through the complete use of these faggots, Master David has experienced so many incredible changes in his life.

Then, more recently, he claimed a couple, Charlene and her beta boyfriend Quentin. In the latest update, Master David forcefully took and fucked Charlene right in front of an awe-struck Quentin and basically took her as his girlfriend. All of these things are chronicled in the link above.

But now Master David has experienced something new in this latest update. Let’s see what it is:

Hey boy,

You remember when I took my bitch Charlène from my beta friend Quentin? Well, a lot have happened since then!

I have enjoyed having Charlène at my place (where I live with my roomate Vincent). I fucked her regularly and she enjoyed the perks of my superior life, with the service of my devoted servants! Her former boyfriend Quentin has often been there to provide me blowjobs and foot massages before and/or after I fucked her!

But of course, I kept on dating and fucking other women, as well as my serving boys. Charlène had a hard time to accept that. So much that she finally broke up with me. For lack of a better choice, she returned to Quentin, who was only too happy to get my leftovers. But obviously, it wasn’t long before she regretted it and begged me to fuck her again! 

I answered her I was no longer interested into having her as my official girlfriend, but that I was willing to fuck her once in a while as a side chick. But only at one condition: Quentin himself had to BEG me to fuck his girlfriend! Needless to say, Quentin went home, kneeled, kissed my feet and said “Please Sir, it would be my honor that you keep fucking my beloved girlfriend! I can’t please her as you do, Sir! I’m begging you! Please!” After cuming into his mouth, I accepted.

He gave me a key to their home. So now, when I feel like it, I go to their place, I burst into their bedroom and I fuck Charlène who screams with pleasure! Sometimes I dismiss Quentin, sometimes I make him stay and watch me what a real man do. He even had to lick my feet while I was fucking her! Usually, when I spend the night with her, Quentin bring us the breakfast in bed on the morning!

I think I like this arrangement even better than having Charlène as my girlfriend! Now, I have a cuck beta servant that I can humiliate when I want to and Charlène has finally been forced to accept her place as just a sexual slave for my pleasure.

Life is really fucking good when you’re an Alpha!

So long, sam the faggot!

King David

As you can see, Master David learned that he, as Alpha, has a need for SPACE and FREEDOM so he can use or enslave anyone he chooses. Alphas shouldn’t be tied down like that. To build a Kingdom, an Alpha like Master David must spend his days reveling in his power while allowing females and faggots to fulfill their place in service to him.

This is how Alphas grow!

When I told him that, Master David replied:

You nailed it, faggot! I want it all. I want to have my cake and it it too, and I know I can! Either you submit to my rules, or you fuck off out of my life! Fags and betas and chicks are lining up to kiss my feet and suck my dick. I will only pick the most obedient ones. Every inferior must remember that it is easily replaceable and it has to EARN its place at my feet! Not the other way around.

That’s something I had to say to Vincent, when I felt he was becoming a little possessive. I told him: “Keep in mind: I am everything for you, I am the center of your world, but you’re just a very, very small part of my life. If you piss me off, you will never serve me again! So you better remember your place!” He cried a lot, but since then he kept in line.

Gosh it feels so good to be the master! To be the one who matters!

Can you hear the overwhelming joy in Master David’s words? These exclamations might as well be the roar of a lion!

I wish more straight Alphas would do more experimentation, let go of their preconceived ideas, and allow greater circuits of power to flow through them! Faggots are a key that unlocks the vault containing unbelievable Alpha power! It’s there for the taking!

I’m so proud of Master David for being one of those smart straight Alphas, a true King who recognizes that males and females of all sorts must fall so that he may rise!

The following post is part of a thread detailing the admission and submission of a new faggot named Ben to a former classmate and college wrestler. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!

Like any other faggot, I know the difficulties of being young and having an idea about what I was that turned out to be false once the truth was revealed to me. It’s not easy. I thought I was going to be a gay bottom who would fall in love and maybe get married to a great Man. And then, at age 17, I met an Alpha named Roger who eventually forced me to become his cocksucker during our senior year in high school, and I learned I was actually a faggot. Everything I believed about myself prior to that shattered and blew away like chaff, and what was left on the threshing floor was me as a faggot with a new purpose.

As I’ve made pretty clear over the years, I never looked back.

As I’ve come to know many, many faggots and their stories of self-discovery, I now realize that my story was something of an anomaly. Most faggots struggled mightily with their identity, fought it for years and years, and suffered through many more humiliations before they were able to accept it about themselves. Part of the purpose of my (now) ten-year mission to teach Hierarchical truth was to keep faggots from suffering so much in their acceptance of this truth. I think I’ve helped some, but not all.

Ben is one such faggot. If you’ve been following my “Questions From Readers” posts, you’ve already seen two posts about Ben’s situation. I’ve now graduated his string of posts into a proper thread so they can be collected into one place, rather than trying to collect them manually. You can now read Ben’s previous questions by CLICKING HERE.

Here’s a brief summary: Ben used to think he was either an Alpha or a pre-Alpha when he was in college. He left college, but one day recently he was on Instagram and saw an old Alpha classmate (who was still in college, but they hadn’t seen each other in four years) and suddenly had feelings for him. He definitely wanted to submit to this Alpha friend, who had grown even more muscular and equipped with washboard abs.

So Ben contacted me and I encouraged Ben to reach out to this Alpha and see if the relationship could be rekindled. And sure enough, my plan worked, and this Alpha responded positively and even dominantly (because Ben was incorporating my advice), and Ben played it badly by trying to deny he was a faggot to this Alpha. I scolded Ben for this in my response to his second letter, and gave Ben a new game plan to really approach this Alpha submissively.

My advice was directed at getting Ben to admit the fact that he’s a faggot and finally embrace the truth. That was the point of this next stage (aside from getting this Alpha to use him, of course).

Well, Ben has returned with another update. And once again, there are wins and losses involved. Read on:

I took your advice and texted him again asking if he wanted to meet up again to talk. Unfortunately he was busy that day and when I asked why he surprisingly sent me pics from his football photo shoot saying “You wish you could see me up close in my uniform huh”. Even though he was clothed besides his biceps I spent so long thinking about that photo and it literally made me space out for a day.

He came over a few days later from football workout and Im trying to recall the details the best I can because it all moved so fast. I greeted him at my door by kissing his shoe and kneeling. When I looked up at him he didn’t seem shocked he just had this devoius smirk and said “about time you greet me the right way faggot”. I didn’t speak for a second and he immediately asked “so answer me are you a faggot?”. It took me a second but I nodded and said “yes I’m a faggot, your power made me realize it”. And he had this smirk again that was so narcistic but felt intoxicating to me.

What I didn’t expect was he immediately said “So are you gonna suck me off faggot or what?” I was foolish in the moment so I said “I’m gay but I’m mainly a top” and I still dk why I said that. He just replied “i don’t care what you are, you’re a faggot you’re going to suck my dick.” When I hesitated he unbuckled his belt and pants and just shoved my mouth onto his dick and said “nothing to talk about now huh and keep sucking or I’m putting belt to ass”.

Like I said I’m technically vers too so I don’t really give head often but he was the biggest guy I’ve ever seen. His cock soft was around the same length of some cocks hard I’ve seen. He was so brutal when fucking my throat that I gagged each time he thrust and I could taste the sweat from practice and I can’t stop thinking about the taste. Unfortunately he finished himself later by jerking off onto my floor and said “your head game needs work faggot”.

When he finished he told me “clean it up with your tongue nothing else” and I obeyed but it felt so humiliating getting his cum off the floor of my own house. I asked him why he did this now and you were right Sam he said “I just needed to make sure you were actually a faggot”. Afterwards he threw me his sweaty uniform and told me “Wash it and bring it on Sunday and keep your mouth ready”, which I’m currently smelling and can’t bring myself to wash yet.

Needless to say I’m currently in disbelief I do admit that I in no doubt want to serve him as an alpha but my cravings to top haven’t faded either and I do admit I’m a faggot. For advice I don’t know if you have any advice on becoming better at sucking dick because I felt ashamed when I couldn’t get him off and i know he plans to use my throat again.

Baffling outcome!

On one hand, there were some gains here. Ben DID submit, and Ben DID admit to this Alpha that he’s a faggot. And Ben DID attempt to suck his dick (like he had a choice), and Ben DID slurp this Alpha’s jizz off the floor. These are all HUGE victories for Ben’s growth! I’m proud of him for these things, which I know weren’t easy.

But he’s still defiantly clinging to the notion that he’s an Alpha. He even said he “wants to serve him as an Alpha”, which makes NO sense. Ben said he “still wants to Top”, which I guarantee is NEVER going to happen with this Alpha.

All we need to do it listen to Ben’s final few sentences to discover the truth.

Alphas or pre-Alphas don’t fret like that about wanting to become a better cocksucker, or feel disappointed that they weren’t good enough on their first time getting face fucked (nobody is!). In other words, Ben IS NOT AN ALPHA, he’s a FAGGOT. It just took a vastly more powerful Alpha to reveal this truth to Ben. He needs to accept this reality and quickly embrace it, because this Alpha is coming back SOON to claim his property!

There is little time to prepare, though. I’d get a carrot or a small cucumber from the store and start practicing lip/tongue techniques. Try to push past the gag reflex again and again … and try swallowing as it reaches the back of your throat to suppress that reflex.

Ben needs to get started NOW. This Alpha is likely turned on completely by the submission of a new faggot, and he’s not going to wait long to claim more!

I thank Ben for his honesty and courage! He’s going to be a good one!

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!

A couple of days ago Master Jase shared a pretty astonishing developing story of his claiming of a new faggot at his gym. You can read that first part RIGHT HERE.

At the end of that, Master Jase hinted that he wasn’t done developing this married muscle fag. Indeed, right after I published my first account, he sent me this message:

Ordered the new dad fag to wait in the carpark of the gym after work, received an instant “Yes sir” as a reply. The fag must have been agonizingly waiting for my message, and I know he usually goes home to his family but today, he’s aching and ready for his sore pussy to be put in multiple positions by my giant cock.

So I knew the next day (yesterday) was going to be insane. Witness the insanity:

The cunting continued today. As ordered, the fag was in the carpark, waiting. He was flushed and already panting when he saw me. Made the muscled fag get on his knees, asked if he had been a hungry little slut. “Yes sir.” Daydreaming about my cock choking and stretching you out? “Yes sir”, the fag got more breathless. Pushed his face into my crotch and told him to sniff. The fag groaned and moaned.

Tossed him into my car and drove home. I ignored his breathless moans in the back. Once home, I made him pull out my cock while I pulled off my shirt. I stood like that over him, my thick cock sitting heavy on his face, and I knew he could see my powerful body ready to train him more. First his throat. Made him take more down his spasming throat than he did prior. Spit and pre covered his face. Told him to strip, and then lie back on the sofa. He trembled as he did, and his legs automatically spread as I approached. I fingered his still red and clenching hole, stretching it, told the fag to at all times keep his eyes on either my face or my body. I pushed my cock in, steady and powerful, watching his face as instinctively moaned and groaned from his stretched ass ring trying to accommodate my girth. Paused and told the fag again to look at me. He did, with his face still smeared in spit and pre, his eyes already dilating. I pressed firmer and as I broke through his second cunt again, he began shaking and crying as his eyes rolled back again. His ass ring clenching weakly and uncontrollable and the rest of his ass squeezing me as the fag lost himself again to the cunting.

When he calmed down, I leaned over him so even his dazed eyes could see me. Told the fag that this was what he was made for, and began to fuck him in slow, powerful strokes, and watched as he started to cry again with his eyes going white. His body trembling and back arching, his legs spasming and stretching even further out when I pushed an extra inch in that he couldn’t take the day before. I love watching the involuntary actions of a fag when he gets cunted deeper beyond his belief. He was already incoherent, and an hour more of just the steady slow pace, the fag was barely conscious and weakly whimpering. Muscled slow-fucked into a pile of cock drunk flesh. Another fine cunting training session.

Got my in-house slut to take care of the fag before he got to work on my cock, and having had to keep control of myself with the new fag, I went full primal rage in wrecking his muscled cunt with a brutal and hard rutting. Even after I unleashed a monster load in his ruined cunt, the new fag hadn’t yet moved. Told my in-house slut that once he recovered, to wait for the fag to come to and drive him back to his car at the gym parking lot.

I’ve never had an Alpha cunt me in stages, so I can’t really imagine the delirium this new faggot is going through. The fag probably feels like it’s wandering lost in a haunted house, terrified of what’s around the next corner. Every encounter Master Jase pushes it deeper into a subspace that can overwhelm anyone. I have no idea how this faggot is returning to its family, its aching pussy empty and yearning for Master Jase’s cock to fill it again.

It’s pretty clear that Master Jase is going to push it even farther in the next day or two. Master has refused to actually breed the faggot (thereby making this cunting “official”) until he is able to fit his entire cock into it and fuck it properly.

I’m not sure who’s more excited about this prospect, the faggot or Master Jase … or ME!

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!

Have you ever watched films about lions? Ever notice how lions watch their prey carefully, stalk it, and then pounce, clamping their powerful jaws around its throat until it’s dead? In any of that, did it ever seem like the lion was thinking about anything other than satisfying its own hunger?

Of course not! The lion is an Apex Predator, and everything else serves its needs!

Like a lion, Master Jase is at the top of Hierarchy, a God Alpha. And like a lion, his urge to satisfy his need for domination and breeding come before the needs of inferiors beneath him. However, in the process of him using these inferiors for satisfaction, Master Jase occasionally transforms inferiors into their true form: a faggot. By splitting them open and deeply breeding them with his giant cock, he effectively forces them to accept their truth.

Like a lion feasting on a kill, what Master Jase does is an integral part of the Hierarchical circle of life.

Master Jase shared a pretty dramatic experience that occurred over the last few days involving a 40-year-old virgin faggot at his gym. It illustrates that primal function God Alphas play in the greater scheme of things.

Made a fag out of a 40-ish old father this last week. I will detail more later, but in summary. Broke him in on Sunday after the fag couldn’t resist my presence in the gym sauna after I had aggressively mounted another slut in the showers. Had him use his mouth over as much of my cock as he could, which was barely half my giant dick. Told him to clean his ass out and to meet me back at the gym on Monday at the same time in the morning.

Monday, I made him watch as I rutted inside a bodybuilder slut in a private room, then the new fag tried to take my cock in where it belongs. He could only take my cock head and a little bit more. Taking virgin holes like this is a thrill, especially when my cock looks like a bottle trying to fit itself in a fresh fags barely touched hole.

Tuesday he was able to take around four to five inches. He laid like a good boy after I told him to bend over a bench. How his body tried to take more, the fag begged at how he could always feel the slow stretch, how that bit of his pussy that I had loosens through was aching in soreness and need.

Today I cunted him. Back in the sauna. I sat and spread my legs, he knelt and sucked and licked. Told him to display for me, he bends and shows me his clean hole, still red from two days of training. Note that he is at least a head taller than me and more muscled. Didn’t stop me from picking him up by his waist, and positioning his hole over my raging monster cock. Inch by monstrously thick inch I sat him down on my cock. How he breathed hard, let out a few groans and even small yells. I told him that he could scream and whine, but I was unstoppable, and he was to remain in place. Half my cock was in, I turned him so he faced me. His arms were trembling, his back was arching and his mouth was already open and drooling.

I felt my tip pressing against his second hole. Too easy. I pushed him down, and felt his second cunt snap around my cock head. The reaction was instant. You have been cunted, fag Sam. You know what it’s like. The fag threw back his head, his eyes rolled back completely, his nostrils dilated and his tongue lolling out his drooling mouth. His hands were clawing weakly at my muscles. His legs were spasming and his toes curling nonstop. His whole body was flexing and twitching on my cock and in my arms. And I still had over a hand of cock left outside his taut stretched cunt lips. I rode his body back up and down, and each time I pushed passed his second cunt, the fags head would swing side to side, and his whole body would jerk. I love cunting fags like this. Slow and deliberate, so the fag can feel every thick veiny inch reshaping his cunt to the shape and size of my cock. How his thighs spread even further automatically, trying to expose his now important sex organ, his pussy.

I cunted the fag today for a solid half hour before I picked him off my cock and let him slide to the floor like a ragdoll. Until he takes my cock to the balls, my new fag doesn’t get rewarded with my seed.

He has plenty to learn. After all, I am a physical breeder, and the new fag has neither taken a real power fuck, nor a full breeding. Unlike my house slut that I just fucked into unconsciousness after I woke up at 4 am with a raging erection. Alpha needs hit at any time.

Indeed, I have been cunted multiple times before, and this is a pretty accurate depiction of it (from the Alpha perspective). I really connected with Master Jase’s detail about the new faggot involuntarily spreading its legs open to take more of his cock while being cunted. I experience this too, and I liken it to a deep relaxation that loosens the entire body. It’s mostly because the faggot brain is shut down during cunting, and they’re losing consciousness.

But like a lion, Master Jase could sense the faggot hiding behind the veil of normalcy. So he pounced, and then systematically devoured the faggot’s will and resistance over the course of a couple of days until the faggot was set free through cunting. Now there is no façade left, only a cunted faggot that will forever yearn for Master’s cock to fill The Void inside it!

Earlier I mentioned that Hierarchical circle of life, and I meant it. What Master Jase did with this faggot – indeed, what ALL Alphas do when they cunt their faggots – is part of a natural process that frees faggots to accept their place and purpose. If this didn’t happen, then there would be many more males wandering the earth in a confused, unfulfilled daze, unsure of their purpose.

Alphas forcefully taking, cunting, and owning faggots maintains the larger hierarchical balance … and it keeps the greater Alpha Pack well fed and satisfied!

What’s up fag took your advice and it submitted to me in seconds it was like throwing a dog a bone. I expected that it was a fag already but I didn’t think it was that desperate. I had it kneel and kiss my shoes first and while it was reluctant at first a few slaps got it slobbering like a dog. It admitted that it was a faggot quickly and I had it yell it louder each time that I think my housemates heard it. Despite feeling amazing owning this fag and it being obedient, my issue is how hard it was getting. It took away from the pleasure of slapping it and forcing it below me when I saw how i could see its dick get hard from licking my feet and even more when I slapped it. I only have a short period of time with this faggot before summer so I want to train it better to break its habits so it can serve better while I can enjoy dominating it without seeing it be hard. I thought about threatening it or telling everyone but didn’t know if that would make the situation worse since I want to psychologically break it and make it completely subservient.

This is a follow-up to THIS QUESTION.

Thank you very much for following up on this situation, Sir! 

First of all, congratulations on taking ownership of your first faggot! It sounds like you were exactly right about it, and I’m glad my suggestions worked! I think what you did to get it to loudly admit that it’s a faggot was quite effective; it’s almost like how drill sergeants use loud call/response commands in the armed services to get into the minds of their soldiers! 

Now, let’s talk about your complaint, Sir. You’ll remember that I WARNED YOU about using harsh discipline on faggots because they often get excited by it. But you didn’t heed my warning, Sir, and so you ended up with something you didn’t want. It became a vicious cycle of increased violence and increased arousal. 

Here’s the other thing: no male can really control their erections naturally. They just happen. I’m sure when you were younger you had erections at inopportune times. They just happen, Sir.

If you don’t want to see your faggot aroused, you must try to resist beating the faggot, Sir. I understand that beating it might be your natural urge, but to get what you want from the faggot, you’ll need to try a different approach … much like the one I outlined for you in my first response. 

I might also add this suggestion now that you’ve taken ownership of it: chastity. Lock up your faggot’s skin flap in a chastity cage so that (a) it’ll be prevented from getting a full erection, and (b) it’ll be concealed from your view.

I do suggest that you be the one to lock the faggot in chastity, Sir. This is more official in the mind of the faggot and becomes almost a sacred ceremony for the fag. However, if you’re squeamish about touching the fag there, then you can oversee the faggot locking itself into chastity. Just make sure it’s secured on the faggot properly. 

Overall, I’m pleased to hear this news, Sir! I’m glad you now can experience deeper and more resonant power, and the kind of like an Alpha deserves! 

Please keep me posted, Sir! 

Have a question? CLICK HERE to ask!

Master @fpunishers has come a long way since I interviewed him on the Hierarchy Podcast. He’s a black Alpha who has owned faggots for a long time and is quite experienced with them.

He’s now started a professional porn career, but that doesn’t change how he carries his personal life.

Here he is training his loyal faggot @vegasfaggot to drink his piss … that’s been steeped with a jock covered in a year’s worth of cum.

FUN FACT: the faggot is wearing my original “FAGGOT” tee-shirt design!

What’s up fag, name’s Caden and I had a question for you. I transferred colleges this year and saw this fag I knew since elementary school. Since 8th grade, he was always lingering in the locker room and when we did basketball dares he always would “dare” me to flex or take my shirt off and was a pussy who threatened to report me when I threatened to beat him up once. I haven’t seen him in two and a half years prior to this year since we went to separate colleges til now but he’s in the same club as me and has been making advances on me even though I told him I have a gf and I’m not a fag. At this point I’m just over it and wanna punish and own him for just being a fag hitting on me so much and force him to submit to me, any brutal methods you got to humiliate him?

Thank you for the question, Sir! 

Younger faggots can be a problem for straight Alphas because they are untrained and generally have not accepted their proper place in Hierarchy. They often make the mistake of thinking that they are equal-but-submissive, and lack the respectful behavior that Alphas deserve.

I want to forewarn you, Sir: physical/violent punishment doesn’t work well on faggots because they often get off on it. That’s the opposite of what you want, I’m sure. It’s better if an Alpha gets into the faggot’s head first before administering physical punishment, because then the Alpha’s violence has an emotional component and not one of pure hate. Do you see what I mean, Sir?

I propose this: the next time you’re with the faggot and it starts its nonsense, tell it to stop, get on its knees, and kiss your feet. If it doesn’t obey, then either slap its face or spit in its face and repeat the command. If it still doesn’t comply, then use force to get it on its knees and make it kiss your feet. 

Once it does this, have it look up at you. Then ask it: “what are you?” The only acceptable answer is: “I’m a faggot, Sir.” If it does not answer correctly, slap it and ask it again. Once it does this, repeat the process again and again until you are satisfied. Then, tell it “good boy” or “good faggot” to reinforce the training (like giving a dog a treat). 

Then dismiss it, but not before making it clear to the faggot that it is to refer to you as “Sir” or “Master” and that it now belongs to you exclusively. 

After that session, the next sessions should involve tasks you want the faggot to perform to your satisfaction, followed by additional reinforcements like foot worship or scent training on your pits or your crotch. 

This training I’ve outlined is pretty standard, and is designed to break a faggot of bad habits and start a reprogramming based on faggot fetishes/addictions. As Alpha, you can make adjustments on the fly as you see fit, Sir. I’m just outlining a scenario. I hope it pleases you.

I can already tell you’re quite a dominant Alpha. I have no doubt you’ll own this faggot quickly! Please keep in touch, Sir! 

Thank you, Sir! 

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