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

A couple of days ago I published this post about an ultimatum Master Steve gave to his new faggot Mike. The ultimatum involved two choices that Master Steve presented to Mike and told him to choose his destiny:

1. the first option was Master Steve would cage Mike in private. Mike would remain locked for two weeks, but during those two weeks he would not have sex with Mike. Mike would only be allowed to watch Master Steve have sex with other fags.

2. The second option would be Master Steve hosting a caging party; he would invite his three closest friends, Mike could make it public knowledge to them that he was Master Steve’s fag, and that Mike was wanting to be locked.  He would lock Mike in front of them.  And then Mike could serve them drinks that night.  After they left, he said he would allow Mike to drink his piss and fuck and breed him every time they were together over the next two weeks.

In that post I made it very clear that I was recommending the second option. I felt it was obvious what Master Steve really wanted his faggot to choose. I believed Master Steve wanted to show off his new, obedient faggot to his Alpha brothers, cage it in front of them so they could admire it, and then spend two glorious weeks breeding it like a King. After all, that’s the glorification all Alphas want.

Sadly, Mike allowed his ego to get in the way, and he chose the wrong option. I’ll let him tell it.

It was an emotional night.  I feel exhausted.  

I hadn’t heard from him since he hung up on me Friday, so I showed up at his house around 6 PM like usual. He was on the couch, feet up on the coffee table in long socks, playing video games, acting like nothing had happened. I was nervous, waiting for him to say something first. He just asked how my day was, like everything was normal. It caught me off guard.

I asked why he hadn’t messaged me back. He said there was no reason to there was nothing to discuss. I tried to bring up our options again, but he just said no.

Then he told me I had free will to make my own choices, but his needs would always come first. He said sometimes he’d push me, challenge me, guide me where he thought was best for my growth. Other times, like now, he’d let me decide so I could have a stake in the relationship. But choices always come with rewards and consequences. Then, just like that, he went back to his game.

I stood there quietly, then started telling him about my conversation with you and the advice you gave. He cut me off, saying he didn’t care for what you faggots talk about and that at the end of the day, I was going to have to live with the consequences, not anyone else. But then he added that if I were smart, I’d start taking advice from someone.  The choice I made was selfish on my part, all I thought about was me.  He said I keep forgetting his needs and priorities are always first.  He said you think this was the easy way out, but trust me it was the harder way, but you will soon find out.

I was speechless. Then he said, Enough of this. Get me something to drink.

As I turned to head to the kitchen, there was a knock at the door. I opened it to see Gary, someone I couldn’t stand. The kind of fag who’s always trying to get into someone else’s boyfriend’s pants. Before I could say anything, he asked if Steve was home.

Steve must’ve overheard because he called out, Yeah, let Gary in.

At this point in time, Master Steve stood up pulled his dick out of his sweatpants, and said come here, Gary you fucking fag, suck my dick.  Of course Gary got on his knee and started sucking his dick.  At this point time Master Steve looked at me and just simply said I thought you were getting me something to drink.  I was completely speechless.  I was fuming mad, but went in there and got him something to drink.  I handed Master Steve the drink.  And he said watch how good this faggot does.  In typical Master Steve style, just before he was going to cum he told Gary to open up his mouth and stick out his tongue.  He began to blow his load in his mouth and some landed on his cheek.  He took his cock, rubbed it on his cheek, told him to swallow his load and clean off his cock.  He did and then he told him to open his mouth, he cleared his throat and spit in his mouth.  He just said OK faggot it’s time for you to go.  Gary being the piece of shit could tell I was mad, he just simply looked at me and said bye sweetie.  Of course I wanted to scream.

Master Steve said damn he gave a good blow job, I may have to fuck him one day.    He said OK it’s time for us to go take a shower and get dressed to go to dinner.

He didn’t really act mad at me, but things felt off.  I kept replaying what had happened in my mind. I was upset and jealous.  But I knew I only have myself to blame.

That night we went to bed as usual.  When I woke up the next morning to make his breakfast, as I started to get out of bed he woke up at the same time and said oh btw here put this on.  It was the Chastity, I thought he might have forgotten.  It was much tighter fitting than I had imagined.  The feel wasn’t as bad as I expected, but I’m sure it’s going to be worse over the next few hours and days.

When I brought him the breakfast, I noticed he was up reading his phone.  I kneeled like I normally do after I put his food on the table.  And he said, could you just hand it to me in bed?  I ask him did he need to relieve himself and he said no pissed in the toilet already.   He said don’t forget I’m cut off of piss, dicks, and loads two weeks.  So don’t ask again.  I was crushed.

We went about our morning routines and then he said he was going to be out for the rest of the day. He said straighten up this place it’s a mess and do the laundry.  And don’t wait up for him tonight.

To be honest, I have so many thoughts going on right now.  Why am I allowing this?  What’s he out doing and who is he doing?  Am I being truly selfish as he said?  Why does he want me caged and why is so important to cage me in front of his friends?  Should I text him to come home and talk?  Do I need to set some ground rules for our relationship? Do i simply go home?  So many thoughts, I just feel drained and so frustrated already in this cage.  

Now, Mike made the wrong choice for sure. Master Steve was clearly upset that his faggot didn’t get the point of the exercise, and even though he got good service from another faggot, it’s still not as satisfying as what he wanted to happen.

But how about that last paragraph???

That last paragraph is a CATASTROPHE of faulty faggot thinking! Every wrong impulse is crammed into it, and if Mike were to do any of those things, Master Steve would cut him off at the knees and dump him out along the side of the road.

So instead of that happening, I did that for Master Steve. I lacerated Mike in a long email, screaming through text that faggots don’t make demands or ultimatums or threats to an Alpha. Faggots don’t have the right to become indignant and demand special treatment. Mike is a FAGGOT, not a lover, partner, or even a friend.

I don’t know if Mike did anything stupid, because I haven’t heard back from him after I pulverized him. Hopefully he learned a lesson, but I’m not optimistic.

I do think Mike is handicapped because he was once a Top. This has conditioned him to expect certain treatment that he’s no longer entitled to as the property of an Alpha.

ALL FAGGOTS, RE-READ THAT AWFUL PARAGRAPH! LEARN FROM IT!

Hi Sam,

Quick question. I’ve been fucking a very nice fag for 6 months now. He is always available to cook, clean, do the chores and, of course, suck and ride my dick. But he is really obsessed with my feet and armpits, even more than my dick, so sometimes after I cum in his mouth or ass, I let him worship my feet for hours just because he is a good boy.

The thing is, I don’t really care about him kissing my feet or armpits. After I cum, I just want to send him home. However, I feel that if I started doing that, he’ll be less and less obedient with time. Based on your experience as a faggot and mentoring many other fags, do you think my rationale makes sense? If I start just sending him home after I cum (which would be ideal for me), do you think he’ll eventually stop serving me? I’m asking this because right now he is constantly begging to serve me because he knows he’ll get some feet and armpit afterward. While I understand that faggots exist to serve us, I don’t want to take the risk because finding a warm mouth and a tight hole is not always easy.

Master, thank you for writing such an honest letter, one to which I think many Alphas can relate.

First of all, congratulations on finding yourself a true faggot deeply devoted to worship and service! You mention it’s rare to find such a faggot, and I agree! I wish more faggots embraced their truth so completely! 

I kinda chuckled when I read your issue. Men are notorious for wanting to be alone or go to sleep after they cum. The faggot doesn’t mean to be pushy or selfish when it starts worshiping your pits and feet, of course. I think the faggot is just turned on by the loads (and the hormones in the cum) you just pumped into it, and this is a form of thanks. It’s like a cat incessantly rubbing up against an Owner it loves. It’s almost like the faggot is making its own kind of aftercare, which is weird.

But no matter how talented or beloved your faggot is, it has no right to infringe on your needs or wants. After all, you own it. 

So here’s what I propose, Master: allow the faggot to worship your feet and armpits BEFORE it services you. That way the ritual will serve as a kind of foreplay for the fag, which might vastly improve its service for your cock. And who knows, while you’re horny you might like your feet and armpits worshiped more. 

I think it would be good to inform the faggot of the switch AND WHY, so that the faggot understands you want it to go home once it’s finished. 

I’m so grateful you wrote to me about this issue, Master, and I sincerely hope this helps! I want you to have all the pleasure you desire, as well as maintain solid, caring control over your faggot! 

Have a question? CLICK HERE to ask!

Hey Sam

I really like your content here and I have a important question

I am 23 and I am straight. Some years ago I really wanted to have a threesome with my gf and another woman. She said that we could do it as long a we had a threesome with another guy too. Of course I said no, I would never let my woman touch another dick. But, surprisingly, she just wanted to see me fucking a faggot.

It took her 8 months to convince me that fucking faggots is not gay at all. She is a ballet dancer and one day she brought home one of her friends from ballet. The guy was really smooth, was wearing some make-up and had amazing legs and ass. At first I thought it wouldn’t work and I almost gave up, but the guy got on his knees and starting calling me Sir.

I am very dominant with women in bed but it’s very rare to find a woman who actually wants to submit to me (nothing against feminists lol). The faggot was smart and felt that I was not attracted to his body but I was attracted to the feeling of POWER that I had with him. They started to give me a double blowjob, and shortly after I was fucking my gf’s pussy and the fag’s ass at the same time. I felt like a king.

We were all 19 when that started to happen and we’ve been fucking from time to time for 4 years now. My gf loves Man-fag porn (she showed me your website), so she’s perfectly happy with this situation and her pussy gets really wet when I fuck the faggot. For me, it’s good to have a nice blowjob a and a tight ass available 24/7.

However, the faggot often refers to us a  throuple and I really don’t want to hurt his feelings. I told him one million times that I AM NOT BISEXUAL. I will not have a boyfriend, I do not have any interest in having a relationship with a man or a faggot. I just want my woman who will be my wife one day, and he’s just a nice cumdump. I like using him and I understand that he’s inferior, but he is still a human being and I respect him a lot. I know very little of fag’s hearts, so I wanna know your opinion.  In my mind, I am a King with a Queen by my side and he’s nothing more than a useful servant. How to keep the fag next to me but convince him that we’re not a throuple? I respect him, I protect him, I take care of him, I like how he’s friends with my girl, but I do not love him as I love my gf.

Master, thank you for writing!  What an amazing testimony to the truth of Hierarchy! 

You really should be quite grateful to your girlfriend, Master. She recognized what you are – at least an Apex Alpha – and knew that you deserved the kind of worship only faggots can truly provide. As you mention, very few females understand how to WORSHIP Men, but faggots are completely devoted servants/slaves of Men like you. She took a big risk introducing you to faggots, but the experience seems to have made a powerful impression on you.

I’m sure you always felt the truth of Hierarchy in your life before you ever discovered the true nature of it, this fact that you, a superior Alpha, deserves to be served and serviced by all inferiors you choose. Tragically, many Alphas refuse this part of their Hierarchical heritage, and they fail to advance in power and standing among Men. What you wrote above shows you’ve peeked through the looking glass and you now see the vast Kingdom and endless possibilities available to you. I cannot tell you how happy I am to hear that! 

It’s also clear that your faggot doesn’t quite understand its purpose yet. It’s still under the mistaken impression that it’s like a second girlfriend or something, and that’s wrong. A faggot is a slave, a loyal dog, a possession. It is to humbly serve as commanded by its Owner. 

So here’s where you (as its Master) must take the faggot and retrain it into a proper servant. First and foremost, I think it would be beneficial to put a chastity cage on the faggot, if not permanently then whenever it’s serving you. This will help the faggot understand it is not the same as you. 

I also recommend that you employ targeted scent training with the faggot, but combined with a call/response exercise to get into the faggot’s head that it is not in a relationship with you, but rather it is your property. Put the faggot on its knees and make it kiss your feet. Then tell it to repeat after you as you tell it to repeat back “I am a faggot” “I am not a Man” “My Master cannot love me” “I exist to serve my Master” etc. As the faggot completes each call/response, have it deeply inhale your crotch or armpits (you can be clothed or naked), and then kiss your feet again. 

I know you mentioned that you don’t want to hurt the faggot, Master, but this is not hurting the faggot. We faggots need to be trained to accept reality through this kind of targeted training. A dog might not like its Master using a choke collar on it during obedience training, but in the end the dog is grateful for its Master’s attention and care. So will your faggot. 

As you mentioned, owning your faggot has made you feel more like a King. That’s good, because that’s exactly what you were born to be. You have every right to have a Kingdom that reflects you, your glory and your standards, Master. If you end up owning 100 faggots, every one of them must be trained by you, and obediently loyal to you. 

I believe you have the power and the insight already within you to become a great Owner and Master of faggots, and you are blessed to have a Queen who is excited to see you exercising such power. Try my suggestions and see if they don’t improve the situation. If they don’t, adjustments can be made or the faggot can be replaced. 

I hope you will be willing to keep in touch with me as this situation develops, Master. I would be humbled and grateful to carry your story and continue a dialogue if possible. my email is HierarchyUniversity@gmail.com. THANK YOU, MASTER! 

Have a question? CLICK HERE to ask!

The following post is part of a thread chronicling the experiences of a French faggot named Fabien who has been claimed by his straight Alpha friend Anthony. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!

For an Alpha, a birthday is never a sign of getting older, only a sign of getting BETTER. As they age, their power increases, their confidence increases, and their Kingdom increases. Of course, that increase is directly tied to how much they embrace their Alphahood and their place in Hierarchy.

For Master Anthony, turning 22 years old today means he’s still just at the start of his reign. But how glorious he already is! Most significantly, in the last year Master Anthony has formally enslaved his first faggot, my dear Fabien. Why is it significant? Well, Master Anthony has broken out of the mold the world wants to put him in, one that constrains his power. He now understands that owning and using a faggot (a) doesn’t make him suddenly gay, and (b) makes him vastly more powerful than his Alpha peers.

That’s a lot of growth in one year, wouldn’t you say?

Needless to say, Master Anthony and his Alpha Pack intend to party it up for his 22nd birthday. But Master Anthony’s faggot Fabien has some other ideas …

Today is Anthony’s 22nd birthday! I know he plans to go for a festive birthday weekend with his bros tomorrow evening, but I wanted to mark the occasion today!

I bought him several gifts: black leather military boots, a rather expansive men’s fragrance and a luxury watch! I wrapped these presents in a single gift box and wrote him a note on a birthday card. Here is what I wrote, translated as well as I can:

Master Anthony,

You are arrogant, you are a show-off and you think you’re entitled to everything. And you know what? You’re completely right. Because you’re young, handsome, muscular, brilliant and you’re a natural leader. How can you have it all? That’s how it is. You’re just better.

Thank you for coming into my life and putting me in my place, that is, at your feet. Keeping you happy and satisfied is the most fulfilling thing I’ve ever done. You knew you were entitled to my submission and you gave me no choice. And I wouldn’t want it any other way.

Here are some gifts for you. I fervently hope they please you. If not, please punish me hard, and I’ll do better. I wish you a very, very Happy Birthday!

Your grateful slave,
Fabien

This morning, after I’d served him breakfast in bed and worshipped his cock, I went to discreetly take out my present to wait for him to take a shower. When he came out of his room, he was in his boxers. Like he often does, he stopped in front of the mirror, flexing and stretching, and ordered me to come massage his back. I once again put my hands on his toned shoulders and massaged his muscular back with my thumbs as I know he likes, making him close his eyes and moan in delight. While doing it, I was looking at him in the mirror, gawking at his abs, his pecs, his biceps, his face… Shaking my head, I murmured, almost unconsciously: “You’re just so gorgeous.” Opening his eyes and smiling smugly, he said “Yeah, I really am. Nice job!”. “Thank you for the honor”, I answered.

While he was in the shower, I put the gift box and birthday card in his room and prepared his clothes for the day. When he came out of the bathroom, I kissed his feet and said, “Maybe you’ll find a surprise in your room, Master.” “What are you up to, boy?” he said with a smile.

I waited in the living room with so much anxiety! I was hoping so hard that he would appreciate my card and my gifts! I was afraid I’d done something wrong, wondering if the word on the card was too “ bold ” and inappropriate… But when he came out, fully dressed, he was beaming, obviously delighted! “The gifts are great! Nice job, minion! And the birthday card was fun. Getting sentimental, huh? Kidding, that was cool!”

Looking down, he laughed and said “Admit it, you wanted new boots to lick, didn’t you? Come on and do your job, slave! Your tongue’s gonna meet these beauties a lot!”

I eagerly rushed over to lick his new boots for the first time. While I was on the second one, he felt like crushing my head against the floor. “How do you feel here under my boot, slave?” he laughed. “Where I belong, Sir! I’m in heaven!” I replied. “I’m sure you are!”

When I stood up, he said, “You haven’t done anything wrong for a long time, I don’t get many occasions to put your head under my boot!”  I replied, “If you feel like doing it, you don’t need any justification to do what you want to do, Sir! You’re the boss!” “That’s right,” he said, patting my cheek.

Before leaving, he told me he was going to receive some of his bros here tonight for a first party, before their weekend. Looks like I’m going to serve the Alpha Pack again!

Dear brother Sam, I don’t want to over-interpret nor overstep beyond my place, but I do believe there’s a form of complicity between us. I know I am not his friend and will never be, for only his Alpha Bros are worthy of his friendship, but I feel like we share a special bond, even if that’s hard to explain. Do you think I’m delusional? Anyway, I’m so, so happy!

I’m really proud of my brother Fabien for how deeply he has submitted to Master Anthony! Straight Alphas can be more difficult to serve, because they tend to push harder on our limitations. Ultimately this is for our betterment, of course, but working through that is the tough part.

But Fabien is a natural. The boot test was interesting and a little surprising, but Fabien didn’t flinch and responded to it beautifully. You can hear the deep satisfaction in the words of Master Anthony. He clearly loves owning Fabien.

Right now I imagine Fabien is being used by Master Anthony’s Alpha Pack somewhere in France, and I hope it’s going well. I have no doubt I’ll be hearing a breathless update from my little French brother before long!

Oh, and HAPPY BIRTHDAY, MASTER ANTHONY!

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

Last week I received a Questions From Readers from a former Top-turned-faggot named Mike who had been serving a powerful young Master named Steve. You can read that original question by clicking here. In it, Master Steve had loaned Mike to one of his Alpha buddies for use, which triggered Mike’s residual dominance.

But Mike wrote back with a conundrum, and I decided it deserved to graduate to a full-blown thread here on the site. After nine years of doing this, I usually have a pretty good feel for stories that seem to be intensifying, and this one certainly seems to be.

First, let me present you with the story-length question Mike left in my inbox:

Thanks for your response below on me sharing me with his best friend on his friends birthday.

I’m kind of in a new predicament and not sure what decision I want to make.  Last night Alpha Steve and I went to dinner of course I paid.  After dinner, we went back to his house and he said he wanted to talk with me about something.  He said that before I leave, we would be ordering a Chasity cage for me.  I was a little shocked. It’s kind of something, I heard him joke about in the past.  He said the main reason he was wanting to do this was because he knew I was jerking off on the days we were not together and I needed to learn that cumming was a privilege he controlled.  I ended up giving him my credit card so he could order the one he wanted.

Afterwards, he said he was going to allow me to make a decision, so I had the ultimate control of how it went down.    He said the first option was he would cage me in private. I would remain locked for two weeks, but during those two weeks he would not have sex with me. I would only be allowed to watch him have sex with other fags.  The second option would be we would have a caging party, he would invite his three closest friends, I could make it public knowledge to them that I was his fag, and I was wanting to be locked.  He would lock me in front of them.  And then I could serve them drinks that night.  After they left, he said he would allow me to drink his piss and fuck and breed me every time we were together over the next two weeks.

He said the choice is yours. We can keep it private or you can begin showing your true self.  Then he said it’s getting late you better go.  He said I will text you within the next few days and you need to give me an answer.

For me, this is a tough decision.  Because I never expected it to go this far.

First of all, let me just congratulate Master Steve for creating this Jigsaw-like domination puzzle for his fag Mike! What’s so brilliant about the choice he presented to Mike is the fact that both options have positive and negative aspects to them, but they’re both designed to reveal to Master Steve exactly where his faggot is in the process of full submission. I love it.

I can also see why Mike is struggling in this trap, because he’s smart enough to realize that he must tip his hand one way or the other.

Of course, I feel like the second option is better, both in a general sense as well as in Mike’s specific case. I just feel like Mike has been serving Master Steve for 1.5 years now and needs to come out as his Master’s property. Sure, it might be humiliating to be caged in front of a couple of Alphas, but they’re Alphas like Master Steve … they’d probably be just as proud as Master Steve will be.

In addition, Mike would be spared the indignity of watching Master Steve breed other faggots for two weeks, a form of punishment far worse than a silly cage.

Mike’s lonely little admission at the end is telling: “I never expected it to go this far”. Faggots often think they’re playing on the same field and in the same game as an Alpha, but they aren’t even playing the game at all – instead, they’re the BALL. All faggots need to grasp that truth and humble themselves in service. Alphas are our greatest Men (at least, they’re supposed to be), and they are typically many steps ahead of a faggot. They’re expert hunters, and they love to play with their catches. Rather than trying to outwit an Alpha, a faggot needs to submit and surrender to the desires of its Owner. By doing this, we allow ourselves to be molded by our Alpha into something better than we could ever hope to become ourselves.

So if Mike is asking me, I recommend that he take the second option. Believe me, being caged personally by his Master will do wonders for him, as will the commendation the onlookers will give him.

Submission to a Master and being locked in a chastity cage are ways for a faggot to truly become what it was born to be, and I want that for every faggot. I particularly want it for Mike, who has come so far and is now at the brink of something quite special.

I’ll let you know what happens (if he tells me)!

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This Master checked in on his faggot after it came home late, and apparently it broke Master’s rules about partying.

Now there are plenty of ways the Master could correct the faggot’s behavior, and I’m sure many of my faggot readers would come up with creative ways to punish it.

But this Master chose to give it dick.

In my philosophy, training faggots off of bad behavior involves DENYING THEM WHAT THEY WANT. In other words, DICK.

In the end, a Master will choose what’s appropriate and what works with each of his faggots.

The following post is part of a thread following the ownership of a 48-year-old faggot named Doug by a 25-year-old straight Alpha named Master Lion. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!

I received some positive feedback for yesterday’s touching story about a young faggot deeply owned by a much older Alpha (READ HERE). Today I have a similar story, except the roles are reversed.

Doug is a 48-year-old faggot who works in IT. He’s married, has kids … and eventually came to the realization that he’s really a faggot. It’s unfortunately a common story. How I wish people could just accept themselves early on in life and avoid catastrophic circumstances like this!

Anyway, Doug eventually met a young straight Alpha named Master Lion. Master Lion has a long-term girlfriend, but he (like many Alphas of his generation) have discovered that faggot ownership is possible and even preferable for the satisfying of his dominant needs.

Doug breathlessly told me about his new Master, to whom he is traveling in the coming days to serve in person. I thought it would be good to feature him here so that other older faggots can find inspiration in his story.

This is not your usual story as I have come very late to the game. I am a 48 year old married guy with 4 kids. In the “normal” world I am just an ordinary enough family guy. Working 9-5 in the Tech Industry, hence the handle – ITFag. I have been successful in my normal life, working for a Global Tech Company up the corporate ladder into Senior Management, I am a director and and have a lot of work/life experience. You could say I have everything I need.

But I didn’t, my sex-life had become boring and relatively non existence, as life had taken over. I found myself working away more and began going online to get myself off. I had always had a thing for experimenting and I started to watch different porn. I would have considered myself curious about cock  but I have never been with a man sexually, other than one encounter when I was 20 , a drunk fumble with a team-mate – stroking under the covers pretending we didn’t know.

So I started looking at jocks stroking and then went down that rabbit hole, became more curious, came across Twinks and then Sissy porn. This lead me to online random chat and from there I started going on every night. Watching men go past with words like Master, Slave, Footpig, Sissy, and exploring more. I have always felt something submissive in me, I don’t know why, but inferior to real men in the locker room, or dressing room, I am not that hairy, my legs are naturally very smooth but I am not feminine, I am 2m tall, 220 and I played sport for 20 years. However, I’ve always felt like some men have known that I am inferior or feminine, like they could sense I was weak, and was sometimes secretly checking them out, but I would be a pussy all my life and never do anything about it. That was until I meant Master Lion – he has brought out my true self and made me happy to be a faggot. I am a faggot for Master Lion and serve him unconditionally.

Master Lion is a 25yr old UK alpha, I would now probably describe him as a Sigma Alpha, as he’s incredible smart but also comes across more of a lone wolf or maverick. He is a real man, strong, massive legs that would crush me, big strong chest and sexy facial hair, he also has a massive dick,  big and thick – he’s very confident, just easy in his own skin. He has a long term GF but has faggots eating out of the palm of his hand or more like licking his feet. He also has an accent that makes me faggot in a couple of words, his voice is a real turn on for me, makes me weak. He is strong, direct, knows what he wants and gets its, know what I want and make me want it and afterwards, he is kind and caring and makes me always feel like I need more, but I know my place, I am his faggot, not his mate, friend or anything else. 

It’s only been 6 months since last summer and there have been up and downs, mainly because I pussied out but we have a good thing going on right now. The logistics are not easy, I travel and he’s a bit further away from me but when its on its on and I do my best to serve, obey and please him. We have the same kinks now but it wasn’t always that way as I am a complete fag baby and he has had to teach me so much. I wasnt into feet, now I crave them , would do bizarre or risk things, now I look for task and ma keen. Recently I started to get fixated by his armpits. There are other things involved in our dynamics but it rest on the factor that in the “normal world” I am the boss, but in the “real world” he owns me. I am his property and want to make him happy. The Power shift works, he feeds the fag in me, giving me tasks and learnings, he lets the faggot in me, my true self come out.

It was interesting to read about the “Subspace” as it describes me very well, when presented with a task that in the normal world you would run a million miles from, I receive it from him and want to make him proud, a wave comes over me and I stay in it and ride it all the way. It can be something like “ You had coffee or eaten fag” when I am at work. “ Go and get a coffee and piss in it and take it back to your desk – Sip it and enjoy it”. I find myself immediately going to get it done for my master and enjoying it. The fag stays with me and I get on with my day. This would sounds crazy to me 6 months ago but now I just do it and enjoy it.

Happy to tell you more Sam – I guess it’s early on our journey, but we have built a trust, I can relax under his feet knowing that there is nothing wrong with me, I initially had a lot of shame but it’s pretty much gone now. I also said to you that for a long time it was about me, like me trying to get off, but something clicked before in November, when we had a session and I didn’t even think about getting off or cumming or myself, my sole focus was on my master, I was in a fag trance or haze for him, concentrating on him, doing things for him, listening to his voice. I was naked with my mask on and cock locked and didn’t think about myself for the first time. Just solely focused on him. Afterwards, when we were talking I said it to him and he said “I know Faggot and that’s the way it should be – Good Boy” When he tells me I am a “good boy” it makes me weak. I told him it felt better not cumming and just staying horny all the time for days and days – riding the fag wave, and he rewarded me the next day, I won’t say how but it kind of cemented everything and now it’s like I just get what he needs and I forget about myself. 

Virtually everything about their upcoming meet has been coordinated and controlled by Master Lion. Here’s what Doug sent me while I was working on this post:

So hadn’t spoke to my master for a few days and then he contacted me today on his way home.

“You better be getting ready to be fucking owned bitchboy. I want to know your schedule for every hour you are here. I want you to wear that red G-string thong and look like a proper fag under your suit, as soon as you step off the plane your owned. You are my property l, my fucking toy- get ready to get stretched over the next 48hrs”

That made me weak Sam…I told him exactly my schedule said I was ready to be owned and will make him feel strong and powerful then he said

” You ll do what your told and I want to see that article you are working on for that faggot or at least snippets if I am bother to read it”

It sounds like Master Lion is an Alpha who knows exactly what he wants!

I hope my little tribute post pleases Master Lion so much that he stretches Doug even more!

I’m looking forwatd to hearing how their meet-up goes!

The following post is part of a thread following the ownership of a 19-year-old faggot named Alex by a 46-year-old Master named Henry. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!

May-September relationships often struggle to survive. The age difference leads to too many mismatched interests and radically different viewpoints.

But huge age differences almost always enhance Master/faggot relations. Many fåggots have Daddy issues, and older Alphas love to own and breed fresh, young, energetic fag pussy they can train.

It’s a win/win!

Recently a 19-year-old faggot named Alex encountered a 46-year-old Alpha named Henry at a club, and sparks flew!

Here’s Alex’s telling of it:

Hi, my name is Alex. I’m 18 (turning 19 in two weeks) and I’m a faggot. My Masters name is Henry and he is just an absolute god. He’s this ridiculously handsome 46 year old British man, he’s 6’7”, has a nine inch long cock with a 5.5 inch circumference (he let me measure it). He has the most beautiful blue eyes, chestnut hair that’s starting to gray (it’s so hot oh my god), and nice beard. He’s ripped out of his mind and has a pretty hairy body. We met at a BDSM club in early November and we fucked and it was absolutely amazing. We both really enjoyed it so I went home with him and we had a round two. We were cuddling after and we were talking about our biggest fantasies and so told him that it was being owned by a man. He asked if I meant like an Alpha-Faggot type of relationship and I told him yes. He asked if I’d want to be his faggot cause I was such a good sub for him back at the club and I was able to take his dick so well and I was good at fucking him. I spent the night at his place and when we woke up we got dressed, went to go get coffee, then he took me to a sex shop and got me my first cage.

Now let’s stop right there. Notice how Master Henry already understood Hierarchical dynamics and helped Alex accept his role through careful communication? That’s the mark of a true Master. An experienced Master will draw out a faggot from its internal hiding place and help it to accept what it was naturally born to be.

I can see why Alex was so taken by Master Henry!

We went back to his place and had our first proper session together as Alpha and Faggot. After about two weeks of serving him he told me he wanted me to be a live in faggot. I happily accepted. I moved in with him on November 26. I’m currently taking a gap year (although he still has English citizenship so we might move to the UK if shit really hits the fan here) but I honestly am seriously considering not to go to college and just serving him. He makes enough money to easily support the both of us. I kind of act like his housewife. I bring him breakfast in bed every morning and wake him up with a blowjob. I do his laundry and iron his clothes. I make him lunches to bring to work with him. I run his errands and take care of his home while he’s away. I make sure that he either comes home to a home cooked meal or dinner still cooking and a glass of whiskey and sometimes a foot rub to occupy him while he waits. He’s a very loving and affectionate Master. When he’s not using me he likes to cuddle and give me kisses and pet my hair and he’s always telling me what a good boy I am.

Affection is another useful training tool a Master can and should use when taking ownership of a faggot. Being owned is an adjustment; a faggot must adjust to not only a new routine and life, but also to its own purpose. This can be really hard for young fags like Alex.

He’s genuinely one of the smartest, kindest, most loving people I’ve ever met. (He’s also really good with kids which is so hot for me) I genuinely think I’m starting to fall in love with him. I would love to be his little faggot husband if he would let me. I told him this last night and he said he liked the sound of that. Tonight he invited some of his other Alpha friends over to gang bang me. The youngest guy was 42 and the smallest dick was a little over 7 inches. I’m a size queen and have always been into older men this made me happy. It was absolutely incredible. Not only did I serve these men, but while they were using me, I was also serving my Master! I love my Master so much and I’m so glad I get to belong to such an amazing man!! I hope every faggot gets to have as amazing as a Master as him.

It’s interesting that Master Henry introduced his new young faggot to gang bangs so early. I guess it makes sense in that it’s good to get a faggot’s mind focused on being property.

I wanted to highlight this experience to show faggots that there are powerful, experienced Masters who are Protector Alphas and understand what a faggot needs. You don’t need to serve Alphas who hurt you.

Real Men don’t hurt faggots (except sexually), just like they wouldn’t hurt a loyal dog.

I’m so glad little Alex has found a great owner in Master Henry! We will be hearing more about them!

The following post is part of a thread chronicling the experiences of a French faggot named Fabien who has been claimed by his straight Alpha friend Anthony. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!

The story of my little French fag brother Fabien has truly been such a blessing. I love seeing young straight Alphas like his Master Anthony find a good, obedient faggot like Fabien and take ownership of it. This is exactly the kind of Hierarchical interaction that occurs almost daily (I can only cover so many of them – I’m just one faggot!) and strengthens the Natural Order.

I wonder if Master Anthony realizes what a treasure he has in owning Fabien. I’m sure he doesn’t yet – Alphas his age rarely see past the end of their cocks – but there are signs it’s becoming clearer to him. The following experience Fabien told me reveals why I say that.

But, true to humble form, Fabien starts off with a confession:

My relationship with Anthony has had its ups and downs over the last couple of days.

I disappointed him for the first time. Tuesday night, he wanted to spend some time at the gym and he searched for his favorite black tank top. But I had failed to notice that he had left it lying around his room and to pick it up to clean it, so it was still pretty dirty and sweaty. Anthony was very pissed off, and rightly so. I really blame myself. He made me kneel to apologize and to beg for mercy, while he crushed my head to the ground with his boot. He said “I shouldn’t have to tell you to do my laundry when needed!” and he’s completely right.

I promised him I would never fail him again, and I intend to keep that promise. I will be very vigilant to pick up his dirty laundry wherever he leaves it and wash it as soon as possible. And also to always have his favorite food and drink ready in the fridge, making sure to have some in advance. I hope to learn from my failure. I want everything to go smoothly and easy for him.

I swear, if all faggots were as dedicated, submissive, and yielding as Fabien, Alphas would be in heaven and every Alpha would want to own one! I love Fabien’s attitude and his determination to get it right!

But Master Anthony was about to throw Fabien a curveball:

Yesterday, at lunch, he passed by the flat with one of his bros, Henri. I’m pretty sure Henri is something like second-in-command in the Alpha Pack (he’s the one who rested his feet on me with Anthony, and one of the two sleeping in the guest room, formerly my room). I served them lunch, and while they were eating and chatting, Anthony snapped his fingers towards his boots. I understood I had to clean them with my tongue. (I must notice, I love how he gives me order, he often doesn’t even say a word, he just snaps his fingers or nods, up to me to figure it out!)

I thoroughly licked and cleaned his boots and then, I wondered whether it would be good form to clean his bro’s sneakers too. So I did just that, quietly. They didn’t say a word, ignoring me as they chatted, but when they left for the afternoon, Anthony gave me a thumbs-up! It lifted my heart so much, after he scolded me the day before!

And the evening, they both came back. When I was serving them drinks, Anthony said to Henri: “You know, my boy gives me blowjobs.” Henri was very excited to hear that. “Can I try it?” “Sure” Anthony said, snapping his fingers for me to comply. Henri pulled out his cock and I did as my master commanded, making Henri moans. It was Anthony who grabbed my hairs, to force my moves on his bro’s dick, saying “Don’t hesitate to be rough. It’s not a pretty girl.” He pulled my head back before Henri came, but I had his juice over my face. Then Anthony told me to clean myself up and to be ready to swallow his own cum, while he unzipped his pants.

Henri stayed at home for the night. According to Anthony’s rules, I have been allowed to sleep in the sofa while Henri was in the guest room. This morning, after I served Anthony’s breakfast and sucked his cock, he told me to bring Henri breakfast but not to give him head. “Only when I’m here and I say it’s okay” he said.

AWESOME!

So, do you see what I mean about Master Anthony starting to realize the value of his little faggot? He’s sharing with his Alpha brother Henri! He proudly presented Fabien to his fraternal brother, offering Fabien as a gift to be shared among superiors!

Just keep in mind that Masters Anthony and Henri are straight Alphas, but they used Fabien sexually for the shared dominance of the experience. They were Alpha lions feasting on a kill together. They used Fabien because it’s pleasing and it makes them more powerful.

As for Master Anthony, his abilities as an Owner of a faggot have dramatically grown. He was born to own faggots. His instincts are nearly perfect, and you can see how he is methodically training Fabien through a series of tests and chores in order to make him a better fag. I love to see that in young straight Alphas!

The effect Master Anthony’s training is having on Fabien is clear from his closing words:

I’m still learning my place and my duties as the slave of the Alpha Pack and the Apex Alpha Anthony! There’s a lot to learn every day! Anyway, I can tell you I’m really enjoying my new life very much. I never thought I would be this happy being a “faggot” as you call it, but now I just feel so good whenever I do anything for Anthony, it’s a pure bliss. Just this very morning, before leaving, when he called me a good boy, I was over the moon. 

Such a perfect Master/faggot combination! I’m so proud of Fabien, who is proving to be a wonderful first faggot to powerful straight Alphas!

Hello, thanks for offering this forum for us faggots to learn and grow.

I am a 53 year old faggot, I am a former top, not alpha, but typical attractive daddy bear. My young Alpha, 31 years old, Alpha Steve , that I have been serving for a year and a half, had me completely wrapped around his finger.  I was trained that on Saturday and Sunday mornings when we were together, I was to always wake up before him, go make his favorite breakfast and put breakfast on the small table beside his bed.  I would kiss him on cheek and tell him Good Morning Sir and kneel on the floor.  Once he was ready to get up he would always stand and pick up the orange juice and drink some, not even focusing on me.  He would clear his throat, and I was to open my mouth and receive.  I would always say thank you Sir.  He would finish his glass, put it down and pull out his dick.  I was let him rest his cock head in my mouth, not to close and drink his piss. He would sometimes clear his throat and spit again. And of course I would say thank you Sir.  He would eat his breakfast while I kneeled looking at floor.  Once he was done he would tell me to clean up his mess. Yes Sir.  I was never reminded of this this was simply a standard.

One weekend he had his best friend from college stay with us for his Birthday.  They had went out that night drinking, came home late.  I made sure I went ahead and serve breakfast at the normal time, knowing I could always remake if it got cold.  As I came in the bedroom, I put the food on the table, gave him his kiss and said good morning Sir.  I kneel probably an extra five minutes longer than normal and he finally woke up.  He Took a sip of his orange juice, cleared his throat, spit in my mouth and finished drinking his juice.  Open my mouth and the latest cock on my tongue, He warned me that his bladder was extra full, so be prepared. As he started pissing, he said something to me that caught me off guard.  He said don’t forget today’s Randall‘s birthday, And since you didn’t buy him Anything, After you’re done drinking my piss, I want you to go in his room kiss him on the cheek and tell him happy birthday.  I want you then to tell him you want to be his urinal And then you wanna suck his dick.  I didn’t know what to say because all this was being said while he was pissing down my throat.  Has he finished pissing down my throat he said go take care of Randall while I eat.  Once you’re done, come clean up this mess.  I simply said Yes Sir and left.

Part of me wanted to say no, But I felt like I needed to do what he said.  I ended up drinking Randall’s piss as well, giving him a blow job and swallowing his cum.  I told him Thank You Sir when I left.   

My question is, did my Alpha have the right to ask me to do this, or was this unfair?

Thank you for the experience and the question, brother! 

I see that you still have some resistance left over from your time as a Top! You had a reaction to being pushed deeper into submission that I find interesting. Does it say anything in particular … I’m not sure. I think it’s natural for males like you (and a past like yours) to have residual male pride. 

But you’re now owned by an Alpha who has broken you down and clearly sees you for what you are. He also seems to have a plan for your development as a faggot. This is important. There is nothing better for any faggot than to be owned by an Alpha who knows what he’s doing and is capable of guiding the process of sculpting a faggot into a perfect servant. Far too many faggots rebel at this stage, mainly because they fail to appreciate the strong, guiding hand of a true Master.

I must commend you, brother. Even though you chafed at your Master’s orders, you still obeyed. And that’s really the key thing your Master was trying to train into you. You must understand that he’s improving you, refining you. GO WITH IT. When you see what he’s doing, your awe and worship of him will increase. 

But to answer your question directly: yes, your Alpha and Master had every right to order you to tell you to do that. He owns you … and you are his property. But I think you’re learning that already.

Good! 

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I’ve often mentioned this marking phenomenon, and occasionally someone will protest and say that Men are not animals and human pheromones don’t operate the same as they do in animals.

Bullshit.

Cum and piss both have distinctive odors and tastes, and they vary from Alpha to Alpha. Men are marking territory when they cum on what they consider to be their territory.

Additionally, when they cum on the people they possess, they’re humiliating the person and reminding them that they are owned.

So facials are very powerful and full of meaning!

Masters @chilldom306 and @danmasterboy are an Alpha couple who own faggots. On their X accounts they chronicle their ownership of multiple fags, and even though they are gay Alphas they own fags like straight Alphas.

I love this recent video Master @chilldom360 posted about the various ways his favorite faggot serves.

This is how you own a faggot!

I also love this little training video with the same faggot, showing how they get inside the fag’s head.

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

There are many extremely dominant and powerful straight Alphas in the world. Sadly, many of them pass on the possibility of attaining true power through the ownership of faggots because of their disgust of faggots in general and the homophobic stigma that comes with it.

But some straight Alphas are too powerful to allow the petty insecurities of inferior males to keep them from receiving all of the worship and service they know they deserve. I’ve been blessed to know some of these greatest Alphas, and I’ve been able to chronicle them online as well.

I call them God Alphas, for they are Lord and Master over all.

When my dear brother Kevin began telling me about his former friend Master Kenzo, he seemed to be perfect in every way. I held back my excitement, though, because I know how faggots sometimes hyperventilate over Men and oversell them.

But I’ve recently been in communication with Master Kenzo as well as Kevin, and I can tell you he is every bit the God Alpha Kevin described. Maybe more powerful than Kevin or I ever imagined.

To recap: Master Kenzo is a purely straight Alpha in his early twenties who is married to a gorgeous female named Sarah, and they have two beautiful little boys. Master grew up knowing Kevin, a slightly older faggot. However, recently Kevin (with an assist from me) admitted to Master Kenzo that he was a faggot, and Master Kenzo seized the opportunity to own Kevin as his personal property. Honestly, it happened so quickly and naturally that it still shocks me.

But here’s a secret: faggot ownership unlocks new levels of power within a straight Alpha. Once a straight Alpha feels the rush that comes from having another male totally submit himself and serve him selflessly, he suddenly realizes that he can have anything he wants. He starts to see the world the way only the most powerful and elite Kings see it. From that point, he ascends and transforms into a being of pure and radiant power. He realizes that nothing – NOTHING – can stop him or resist him.

At that point, a God Alpha like Kenzo makes the impossible possible.

Here’s a story Master Kenzo just told me that illustrates my point. You see, like almost all Alphas, Master Kenzo has multiple females he fucks besides Lady Sarah (and Kevin). He has a primary side-chick who serves as his most convenient cum dump. But now that Master Kenzo has ascended, his power needs have grown exponentially, and it’s changing everything in his life rapidly.

Notice the latest change:

The chick is a booty call I met at the gym a few years ago. She’s not as sweet nor as smart as My beloved lady Sarah and she’s not partner or mother material, but she’s still very hot. So I love to fuck her from time to time, and I enjoy being tougher with her than with Sarah.

A year ago or so, while we were in bed and she was resting on My chest, she tried to seduce Me and suggest to Me that I should consider dumping Sarah and settle with her instead. I was furious. I put her in her place by crushing her head with My foot while I fucked her. I said “you’ll never disrespect my beloved Sarah again! Know your place, bitch” She begged for My mercy. Since then, she has always remembered her place.

Recently, while we were cuddling in bed, My lady Sarah mentioned that she would like to have a maidservant of her own, a girl she could order around. She’s an obedient and loving partner and great mother for My sons, so I wanted to reward her. I realized that my main side chick was the best candidate for the position.

So I went to her place last weekend. She began to undress but I told her that, before I ever fuck her again, she was going to submit to My lady and be my family’s domestic slave girl as well as my sexual slave. She fell on her knees and began to cry. She said “You want me to serve her? At your place?” I sternly answered “Either that, or you’ll never see me again”. With tears in her eyes, she moved towards me on all fours and started to unzip my pants. I stopped her by grabbing her wrists. “Please! I want it so badly! I can’t live without You!” she said, but I replied angrily “So, what are you going to do?”. And she broke into tears “I’ll be your family’s slave, Master! Please, don’t leave me, please! I’m begging you!”. “That’s a good girl” I said, before face-fucking her.

That night, she slept in Kevin’s basket in our bedroom. She kissed our feet while we were making love, and then I fucked her on the floor while Sarah was resting on the bed. The morning after, she learned her new duties to My lady as her maidservant and I informed Kevin of my new slave’s arrival in My stable.

Incredible!

What I find particularly interesting is how Master Kenzo’s ascension to God Alpha-levels of power has affected his Lady, Sarah. She was already remarkably understanding of Master Kenzo’s needs as an Alpha, but now that Master Kenzo has taken ownership of a faggot she wants a slave, too. She’s feeding off of the power and direction of her God Alpha Owner.

Master Kenzo demonstrates what can be achieved when a completely secure and powerful straight Alpha takes ownership, not just of faggots, but also his own Alphahood. Essentially, he can truly create any life he chooses, become whatever he chooses to be, and take ownership of everything and everyone he wants.

He can build a Kingdom. He can become a King.

Master Kenzo is that King!

There are certain parts of their bodies that Men and Alphas know control the weak. Their cock (of course), their feet, their hands, their muscles. But one part of their bodies often goes under-utilized in the exertion of their natural power: their armpits.

That’s not to say they don’t show off their armpits. Men have a natural inclination to raise their arms over their heads, displaying their hairy armpits. When you ask why, they’ll say they’re “airing them out”. However, I believe it’s a subconscious display of confidence and dominance on their part. They see how subs react to the display of their armpits.

It’s pure animal instinct.

But why does it have an effect? Well, male pheromones are concentrated in certain areas of the body, and the armpits are one of the most potent. An Alpha raising his arms releases his powerful scent into the air, subconsciously causing subs to weaken and submit.

Additionally, the armpit can be used by Men to train subs to serve. Pushing a sub’s face into an armpit is humiliating in the same way a foot is, but the added benefit with armpit worship is the direct marking of the sub with pheromones that hypnotize it.

Notice how this Alpha trains his faggot with his armpits:

Alphas need to become intimately aware of every form of power nature built into them. These powers exist for a reason. If Alphas are to lead, they need to master and harness all of the superior aspects of their bodies and minds!

There are few Masters as rough with faggots as Master Niko (@sucknik0 on X). He summarizes his perspective clearly:

Some Alphas need to use faggots this way, and it’s our job as faggots to endure it and build appreciation for our role in this. It’s what we were born to do, just as he is doing what he was born to do!

The following post is part of a thread chronicling the experiences of a French faggot named Fabien who has been claimed by his straight Alpha friend Anthony. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!

This is a continuation of PART ONE of this story which you can read by CLICKING HERE!

After Fabien told me about the Alpha Pack party, I responded this way:

I’m honestly a little surprised you weren’t used sexually during that party or after by Master Anthony or one of his Alpha Pack. Of course they wouldn’t dare use his faggot without permission. But this sexual service is coming. Be ready.

Well Master Anthony moves about as fast as my mind can predict this stuff, but only a couple of hours after sending that email to Fabien, I received a startling (though not unexpected) reply:

Brother sam, are you a seer or something ? 

When I entered Anthony’s room to serve his breakfast, he was already half awake and was very pleased. I put the tray on his lap and massaged his feet while he ate. When he was done, he put the tray aside and told me out of the blue: “That was well done! I think you have earned your own breakfast now!” He took off his blanket, snapped his fingers and pointed his morning wood.

His cock was impressive! Of course I knew what to do, but I had never had a dick in my mouth before, so I’m afraid I was not very good at it. I choked a couple of time, but Anthony grabbed my head to press it and force my moves. He was moaning “Good, very good, that’s a good boy, that’s a good boy who likes to please me” and so on. After he came, he gave me a little slap and said “Swallow it all, boy. You’re gonna learn to love my cock”. I could barely speak, but after I swallowed his cum, I managed to say “Thank you, Sir”. With his smug face I love so much, he said: “Good boy. Now go serve breakfast to my bros in the guest room. The guys on the couch can have leftovers if there are any.”

I served the young hunks in my bedroom a substantial breakfast to make sure the other two in the living room had some left over.

They all left for the afternoon, Anthony instructed me to clean the flat. I can’t help but notice he referred to my bedroom as the “guest room”. I wonder if this augurs anything.

First of all, I applaud Fabien for sleeping on the kitchen floor all night and then thinking, not of his own discomfort, but rather to make breakfast for the four Kings sleeping in his place! He also did right to serve Master Anthony first after correctly identifying that he’s the leader of the Pack.

But it’s Master Anthony who is the real surprise. As far as I know he’s a straight Alpha, but he’s so turned on by the fact that his power has claimed a faggot that he couldn’t help but feed Fabien his cock!

Already we see in Master Anthony a great power arising. He’s already an incredible Owner, better at it than most Alphas 2-3 times his age. Notice the commendation and encouragement Master Anthony gave Fabien while he sucked his cock! Also notice how Master Anthony gave firm but affectionate guidance when Fabien was struggling!

I was just as blown away by Master Anthony’s control of the situation after being pleased, giving direct orders to Fabien about the distribution of food to the other Alphas and the cleaning later. Again, Master Anthony is just 21 years old! Do you think they teach Alpha classes in school in France, or do you think maybe it’s something natural to truly powerful Alphas?

A bit later I received this incredible update:

Anthony came back alone at the end of the afternoon. I went to take and hang up his coat and then I knelt and kissed his shoes. He said “Nice one. Stay on your knees” and began to unzip his pants, then grabbed my head. He face-fucked me and had me swallow his cum, while we stared in each other’s eyes.

After swallowing, I said “Thank you, Master”. It was the first time I called him Master and it clearly turned him on. He gently slapped my face with his dick and said “Very good boy. And if I am your Master, what are you?” I bowed my head and said “I am your slave, Master.” He ran his hand through my hair and went to sit on the sofa. “Nice boy. Go fetch me a beer and massage my feet, slave.”

I’m sending you this mail before going to do the dishes while he’s playing video games. I feel so happy when he enjoys his time while I work for him.

This episode is a masterpiece of Hierarchical truth and fulfillment. I don’t know enough about Master Anthony (yet) to know if he’s ever owned/used fags before, but even if he has he has incredible instincts at such a young age!

But my brother Fabien is just as impressive to me. He thought he was getting a roommate to share expenses, but instead he has found a younger Master who will change everything about his life and finally give him true purpose! And here’s the thing: Fabien is running toward it, not away from it! He knows he was born to be at the feet of a gorgeous young Alpha like Master Anthony!

If you didn’t believe it before, believe it now: HIERARCHY IS TRUTH!

The following post is part of a thread chronicling the conversion and ownership of former Master Bruno into a faggot by powerful Master Juan. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!

Following the startling recent admission by Bruno that he is actually a faggot and serving the Alpha who claimed him, I wondered if I might hear from this Alpha, a bold hunter named Master Juan.

Then he did message me! It was thrilling to read Master Juan’s forceful, intentional descriptions of how he views Bruno and faggots in general. He’s clearly dominant and fearless. I was comforted that Bruno was in good hands during his journey into faghood.

Master Juan sent me a letter today with a question about chastity. I thought it might be instructive given how many of you also yearn to be caged.

Master wrote:

After some months with me, Bruno woke up this morning in my arms and, as usually, sucked my dick and swallowed my cum. I always make sure that the first thing he tastes in the morning before breakfast is my cock, balls and my cum.

However, this time he started kissing and licking my armpits after I fed him with my cum. I didn’t tell him to do so but I liked how it felt. While he worshiped my armpits, he asked me if I could cage him. He said that he’s not sure yet but he wants to try. I’ve never done it before with a boy but I’d like to try. Bruno himself did it with the Brazilian bottom he used to fuck but now he wants to be the caged boy. 

I really like Bruno and treat him like a bottom boyfriend. So while I want him to be more and more submissive I don’t want the cage to scare him away from me. Any thoughts on that?

I can see Bruno absolutely starving while devouring Master’s armpits, hungering for every last bit of his flesh! Faggots in subspace get voracious like that!

The issue of chastity didn’t surprise me much. Bruno was excited by chastity when he caged Giovanni as a “Master”, so it seemed logical that Bruno’s thoughts would now turn toward it as a faggot.

I had some specific thoughts on this, so I was glad Master Juan asked me. Here was my response:

You shouldn’t fear caging Bruno. Many faggots yearn for this kind of restriction, which acts as a sort of non-surgical negation of their useless genitals. In my experience, the yearning for chastity intensifies the more a faggot submits internally to a Master. So it’s a good sign that Bruno wants this.

I was never caged during most of my career as an owned faggot; the straight Alphas I served never felt it was necessary. However, about three years ago I had met some incredibly powerful Alphas, and just due to their overwhelming power I began to feel such shame at being free that I caged myself. I could no longer dishonor Men by being free.

Chastity changed my life.

I could feel deeper levels of submission and awareness of my place in chastity. It made me appreciate the power of cock more. It made me a better faggot, as well as a better mentor to others.

I would suggest you try it Master. It’s easily reversed. Many Alphas use caging as a way to intimately bond with their faggots. They make a whole ceremony out of it. This helps the faggot view its chastity as something special.

My view of chastity for faggots has totally changed over the years. Once upon a time I saw no need for it. Now, I think it’s critical.

Much of that comes from my own chastity journey, which lasted over two years. Sadly, I had to come out of chastity for my incarceration, and I’ve missed it every day. I’m more ashamed of being in here without chastity than I am of any so-called crime.

I guess this might be coloring my opinion here, but I would really love it if Master Juan gave his faggot this gift of chastity. It could be a moment between them, a Man and his faggot, that could solidify their bond and deepen their appreciation for one another.

Machines are typically torture devices without true benefit, but this one is quite useful as a training device.

As any face-fucked cocksucker will tell you, a Man is like a machine when rutting, without sympathy.

This machine replicates that nicely!