The following post is part of a thread chronicling the ascension of a straight Alpha named Mike who has taken ownership of his first faggot named Benjamin. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!
Master Mike is a straight Alpha. He’s athletic, muscular, and he’s been fucking women his entire life. When Benjamin submitted to him, he took ownership of his first faggot because it excited him to be so powerful that even males wanted to serve his needs. It was nice to own a faggot that would clean and cook and do laundry, etc., while he focused on enjoying his life and fucking random women every weekend.
But the more Master Mike watched Benji’s obedience, the more powerful he became. He wanted to see how submissive he could make this little faggot under his control. He knew the big cock between his legs would be life-changing for his faggot, and the cum inside his balls would alter its genetics forever. That POWER Alphas have, it’s intoxicating … both for the faggot as well as the Alpha.
So Master Mike finally decided to use Benji’s throat, and he discovered two truths: (1) using a faggot sexually doesn’t make a straight Alpha gay, and (2) faggots serve Men the way Men deserve to be served. He was WORSHIPED in ways no female could ever imagine, and Benji provided pleasure that Master Mike didn’t know was possible. But underlying all of that pleasure was the rush of POWER he felt, like an undertow, pulling Master Mike to go deeper.
Soon, Master Mike was forcing his dick into Benji’s pussy. And that really changed the game. After pumping his first load into his faggot, he realized that he OWNED that hole – it belonged to HIM ALONE. Once again, the POWER of breeding a faggot, having his Alpha DNA enter his faggot’s bloodstream and reprogram it from the inside, was intoxicating!
Now Master Mike fucks females, but he confidently knows he always has his loyal, obedient faggot waiting him case he needs anything at all. That is the way Kings live. And Master Mike is certainly a King.
From my perspective, Master Mike is also extremely intelligent and articulate, so I asked him to write some thoughts to his straight Alpha brethren about owning and using faggots.
What he wrote was, as always, beautifully worded:
I am still not over the rush of totally dominating him. Been putting at least 2 loads a day into his holes and I dont plan on letting up. His pussy is just too good to pass up. And so convenient too. I literally dont need to move from where I am. Just whistle and he will crawl to me. A snap of the fingers and he will suck me off for as long as I want and take me all the way down. A look and he climbs on and rides me in reverse until I cream his cunt. Such a good arrangement. And I always thought ass-to-mouth was a porn thing but damn the little fag just did it to clean me off. So attentive.
He is a good fag. Very hard working and very very good at his job. Can you believe a faggot like that is in management? Seems kind of ridiculous to me honestly. I have put so much cum in him he might actually get pregnant. Not that I need any more children. Barely a good enough dad for my two boys already. There has been a pretty big change in him. I don’t know how to describe it. First there is a bit of desperation about him. Big puppy dog eyes whenever he doesn’t have an immediate task to do. And my god he seems desperate for an invite into the bed whenever I am heading to sleep. Then there is the glazed over look he gets when I enter his cunt. It’s like his brain just short circuits. He loses all thought and just whimpers. His dicklet is as hard as it can get in his cage which isn’t much lol. And then there is the post fuck behaviors. I assumed it was just normal for faggots but he has taken to resting his forehead on me until I tell him to fuck off. It is always my shoulder (so his nose is in one of my pits) or the middle of my chest or once just below my belly button so his nose was in my pubes. I left him once to see what happens and he just falls asleep. I dont know what it is particularly but honestly it makes me feel very powerful so I dont really give a fuck. Chicks tend to catch feelings and want a relationship where we are equals and they get treated like a princess. That ain’t me. What I say goes and if they dont like it they can fuck off. But Benji takes what I give and thanks me for it. Usually with much more enthusiasm than any bitch has ever mustered. God Alphas like me deserve good head as well as holes to plough. And good head requires enthusiasm and gratitude for the cock in their mouth as much as technique and a lack of dignity. Benji is firmly the best head I have had. He hits all 4 of those criteria perfectly. So to answer that question yes I have seen my faggot embrace every smell and taste and sensation and internalize it. Make it a part of himself and give it a higher value than he gives to his own thoughts or desires. And I have never met a female capable of anything near that on a long term basis like Benji has done.
To other straight Alphas I would say take it at your own pace. Find a faggot you like. One who understands your desired service. Make them work for rewards. Test them. Push them to the highest standard. Feel out their comforts and get to know them. Build their trust in you and make them feel safe around you. Then once you know them make a big move. One which challenges their limits. Remove their control beyond one decision. Full submission to you or leaving. If you have done the first part right they will choose you. After that you have control. Keep pushing and dont let up. Don’t let them have time to second guess you or their choice to submit. And dont give them your cock until you have fully broken any and all resistance. It is a faggot. It wants your cock. Your cock is a goal. Only give it once you want to and they have earned it. This will reinforce good behavior and your power. But do not be scared to use a faggot sexually. A disposable faggot or one who has earned your cock is possibly the best fuck. Women have rules and limits and want to cum before you do. A faggot knows it is there for your use. It will take whatever pounding you give in whatever position you put it in. It will not ask you to wear a condom and cannot get pregnant. It will clean you off afterwards and thank you for the fucking privilege. It knows it doesn’t deserve to cum and if trained right will not even touch itself around you.
Every man should have a fag. Every man deserves that service.
I am enthralled by Master Mike. He’s challenging, but such a pleasure to serve. Benjamin is among the most fortunate fags on Earth to be owned by this great straight Alpha!
And to all of the straight Alphas out there reading this, please listen to what your God Alpha brother is teaching you. It’s the truth, and it will truly set you free!
The following post is part of a thread chronicling the service of a faggot named Matt who is owned by an intense 35-year-old Alpha named Master Connor. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!
When I first met my brother Matt and the learned of the brutality of his new Master Connor, I warned against continuing to serve him because I feared something bad might happen to Matt. And while the jury is still out on that eventuality, I’m delighted to be able to say that my initial feeling about Master Connor was dead wrong.
He’s not a Destroyer Alpha in the traditional sense, He’s a Destroyer Alpha the way a controlled explosion effectively tears down useless structures.
Matt shared a lengthy recent experience so profoundly thrilling that I’m tempted to break it into a couple of parts. However, I think I’ll keep it all together so you can really ingest and appreciate the full power on display here.
Over text, I let Master Connor know that I expedited the shipping for my new cage and it would arrive before I see him next on Saturday right before his kickboxing lesson. He seems to really be enjoying and benefiting from the sessions! His new underwear arrives later today!
He told me the keys to my current cage are in his locker at the gym. News to me! But I also thought he’d bring them back after his workout. No! He said I’ll need to be there. And that I should arrive to the gym before his session, watch him and then he’d retrieve the keys afterwards.
Wow. What an opportunity to watch him in all his Alpha glory while I wait on the bench with my clit about to be downsized!
He told me not to wear panties because he plans to have me change cages in the locker room. Yikes! I thought he’d at least wait until after we were back to his place. He said to instead wear “some lame excuse for male underwear. Don’t overdo it fag. You’re not a Man. You’re a fucking loser.”
I wasn’t sure what to wear when he said that… I’m so used to being in lacy panties when I show up and he uses me. I only have a couple pair of “regular” underwear but they seem almost too masculine?
So without any filter, I suggested “like tighty whities Sir?”
His response was complete laughter. I’ve never seen so many emojis and “Hahahahaha” reactions in a row. He clearly thought it was entertaining. He finally said “Yeah.” with a devil horns emoji. He also told me to bring a pink skirt I’ve worn before so I’m not sure how that fits into the equation.
Tomorrow will be an interesting day. I’m excited to downsize for him and serve him fully. Yet I don’t know what this new venue and set of directions will entail. Not for my faggot brain to solve!
Either way, I’m sniffing his underwear as I write knowing it will all be for the better and tomorrow will be an incredible day.
When Matt sent me this message, I replied that I was curious about what he was planning with the underwear business. But of course, I’m just a faggot, and I had no way of seeing exactly what astounding things Master Connor had in mind:
Well my mind is blown! You said he may have a purpose with all of his violence and tactics. Not sure if this is it but wow has my dynamic of service to Master Connor changed as of last night! Here is an update to what I shared with below( the day before meeting him this weekend).
I arrived at his gym early so Master Connor would be sure to see me as he walked in. Pure butterflies in my stomach.
When he walked in he slightly nodded at me but continued on to the locker room to get his equipment.
He was chatting it up with the other Men there and the trainer started giving them some warm up exercises to do. I was so mesmerized by Master. He was confident, intense and focused. Soon the smell of sweat and testosterone filled the air. The sounds of the bags being kicked and punched, the primal grunts, the sound of feet quickly shuffling on the hardwood floor.
I’m sure my mouth was just gaping open the entire time as I watched on in an almost hypnotic like trance.
During a break, he came over and simply said “go get me some water and a towel faggot.” It wasn’t loud enough for others to hear but it also wasn’t a whisper. I jumped to my feet and hurriedly got what he demanded. After chugging the water and wiping his face, arms and torso with the towel he threw it toward me and I caught it right as it hit my face. It was magical. I kept trying to discreetly bury my face into it throughout the back half of his workout not knowing if I’d ever get such a pleasure again.
When it came time to end the session, the other Men went to the locker room while Master Connor chatted with the trainer. Eventually he motioned for me to follow him to the locker room. By that time, some of the Men were already heading out. There were probably only one or two still finishing up with one headed to the shower in just his towel. It was such a dream to be in their presence!
After we were alone in the area, Master Connor told me to strip down to my underwear which I did without hesitation. He told me how pathetic I was to be in my tighty whities with my clit caged in a Men’s locker room. He tossed me the keys and told me to turn away and swap the cages. And to hurry up “so none of these guys have to see a faggot be so disgusting in their space.”
It didn’t take long to get the cage unlocked and get the new one out of my bag. But then it happened. My clit began to expand and get slightly chubby – weak but still larger. I was panicking because I knew I needed to hurry up. Master Connor had finished putting away his gear and turned to see me still fidgeting. “What’s taking so long faggot? You forget how to lock that nub away?”
I embarrassingly told him what was happening. He nodded. Told me to pull up my underwear. I did so, not knowing how that would help. Then, without warning, he turned me around and directly kneed me in my fag nuts. Hard. I immediately fell to my knees and gasped. He let me writhe in pain for a few seconds before simply saying “hurry up you stupid slut.” Then I realized that my clit had almost full retracted and so I scrambled in my agony to get the tiny cage secured. Once I did, I thanked him for helping me. It felt weird to impulsively say that – it hurt a bunch and probably wasn’t the only solution but he provided a solution… HIS solution. He just shook his head half smiling like he was just embarrassed for me as a human being and I could understand why. We couldn’t be more different in our places in the hierarchy.
He then grabbed my head and pushed it into his crotch where I stayed inhaling his natural power for a minute. He said he needed to piss and I followed him to a stall still just in my underwear. He quickly sat down and pulled his thick dick out and let his stream go right into my open mouth and down my willing throat. Before long he was face fucking me and I tried not to verbally gag too much knowing there was still one Man just finishing his shower nearby. Instead of cumming down my throat, he painted my face with a very thick, large load. He left the stall and told me to stay. There I was, nearly naked in the smallest cage possible and covered in his Alpha seed with piss and dick on my faggot breath. I’m sure I was quite the sight to see.
He came back a few minutes later with my bag. Told me to get dressed but to leave his load on my face. We left the gym and only the trainer was still there but on the far side of the space – just waving to Master Connor from a distance as we left. I was feeling both anxious to be in public wearing such an obvious cumshot on my face but also proud and calm as I walked a few steps behind the Alpha that had given me this incredible gift. HIS gift.
As we made it to his place, he told me to get properly dressed – which I assume meant putting on the short pink skirt. When I opened my bag I noticed my old cage wasn’t there. Did he keep it? Did he throw it away? No time to think about it and I wouldn’t dare ask. I suppose that older, larger cage is in my past anyway. So I move on, pulling up the skirt over my underwear and taking off the rest of my clothes. I start preparing dinner while he’s on his phone as I’m not sure what to do next. I then feel a very firm slap to my ass and I could feel his breath on my ear. I think dinner was about to wait.
I don’t remember verbatim but he said something like: “Such a dirty slut. Prancing around my house just asking for it and already wearing a load on your face. What a fucking whore you’ve become.”
This was new! I didn’t know what was happening. Was it role play? How should I respond?
He was cupping my ass and I whimpered saying “I’m your slut Sir.”
Another hard smack to my ass. Then I heard it for the first time: “Good girl.”
My head was spinning. I’d always been willing to feminize myself to some extent – I mean, I’m definitely not a Man – but really only to further myself from the concept of masculinity. So panties or the like. Now my Alpha was telling me I was a “good girl”?!
Before I could think much more about it, he let loose a barrage of slaps to my ass and then yanked down the back of my underwear. I heard him spit on his dick and then it was buried inside me almost instantly. I was leaning over the counter as he took me hard, fast and without any consideration for my pussy. His finger fish-hooked my open mouth as I blubbered gibberish during his assault on my cunt. The way he pulled on my mouth made my head turn back enough towards him that I watched as he methodically and powerfully drove his dick deep into my guts.
He was completely lost in his rut. I was a hole and he was fucking it relentlessly. A Man on a mission. Then as I could feel him get closer, the affirmation-based questions started as his fingers were still deep in my mouth.
“Who is my dirty little slut?”
I am Sir
“Who owns you?”
You do Sir
“What are you?”
I’m a faggot Sir. Your faggot Sir.
“Good girl.”
Then a few more thrusts and his load was coating my insides. He stayed inside my battered, swollen hole for a moment. I tried to gain my composure but I was still trembling from the breeding. He finally pulled out and I dropped to my knees to clean his incredible cock.
He eventually pulled me off his dick and pulled me up and my underwear up too. He took off his shirt and told me to order dinner for both of us and join him on the couch. He wanted me to stay?! To eat together?!
I cuddled up next to him as he watched TV and scrolled on his phone. Occasionally grazing my head across his still sweaty chest. Then I did something I’ve never really done before with him. But this was a day of firsts! I began to kiss his chest and his arms. Only a little at first. I looked up at him and he was staring back. He didn’t say anything which I felt gave me permission to continue. So I did and then I got bolder. Nuzzling my face into his pits and licking around his chest. In that moment I felt his fingers go down the back of my skirt and underwear and find my very-tender pussy. He pushed in and I groaned into his pit. It hurt but it was so amazing I didn’t care.
Soon his fingers were deep in my mouth as he fed me part of the load he’d just shot into my cunt. I was in a state of pure ecstasy.
Around that time the food arrived and luckily they left it at the door – I couldn’t imagine someone seeing me in my current state. Not much was said as we ate and he mostly watched TV. I just kept staring at him with absolute lust and admiration. As I put away the dishes and cleaned up, I started to grab my bag assuming he was ready for me to leave.
“Where do you think you’re going?” He said from the couch. “Did I say you could leave faggot? You got somewhere more important to be?”
I quickly put down the bag and said “No Sir. Sorry Sir, I just didn’t want to be in your way.” He had already shot two loads today (at least) and finished dinner. I assumed he was done with me. Not the case!
He had me get the shower started and then got in. I just watched from a distance. What an incredible Man. Every aspect of him was pure power and superiority. He had me dry him off and then he fell onto the bed. I stood there for a moment unsure of what to do.
“If you’re going to stay the night, you better get to work on my feet because they are sore from all of this kickboxing. That’s on you faggot.”
Stay the night?! I was speechless. I must have waited too long because he snapped.
“Jesus. Nevermind. Just get the fuck out you stupid bitch.”
I immediately came back to reality and within no time I was massaging and worshiping his feet with passion that I didn’t know I had. Occasionally saying “thank you Sir”. And, after a few minutes, eventually hearing back “good girl.”
I know this has been a long update so I’ll give you the second (shorter part) very soon! Spoiler: I did stay the night and was of service this morning. I’m just now trying to fully work through all that has happened in the past 24 hours and I’m set to see Master Connor again following his session Tuesday. Praying that my pussy will be recovered enough by then to take another round of assault.
I don’t know where this is all headed but I’m constantly surprised by the journey and just how much more obsessed I can become in my faggot servitude to such a deserving and strong Alpha Man.
I cannot really even process this experience! I almost feel like I was also taken and bred by Master Connor through my brother Matt!
Master Connor’s manipulation of Matt in the locker room is a master class in keeping a faggot off-balance and begging for more. Matt is already starving for every aspect of Master Connor’s body and mind, but training like this significantly ramps up that desperation.
Even more dramatic was the bathroom stall mouth fuck and facial! Dumping a massive load on Matt’s face and then forcing him to walk through that gym with it plainly visible to everyone is HUGE! You can actually hear the effect in Matt’s words. He’s delirious and deliriously fulfilled!
I don’t know what kind of experience Master Connor has had in his life as an owner of faggots, but it’s pretty clear he knows exactly what he’s doing. Yes, he’s aggressive, but it’s used in targeted ways that forces Matt into perpetual subspace.
I’m looking forward to finding out what happened the next morning!
The following post is part of a thread following the development of a college football faggot named Ethan who finally found the circumstances to serve. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!
There’s no doubt that my previous site FagsWorshipAlphas and this one have had a large number of underage visitors lurking on them. In the first year of the site (on Tumblr) I shooed away questions and conversations from minors because I didn’t want to deal with the headaches or legal issues.
But I kept encountering kids who were putting themselves in frightening situations or trying things they didn’t understand, so I relaxed my standards a bit to try and give solid, fully transparent advice. I began to look at it this way: I would’ve loved to have had someone to talk to and get advice from when I was fumbling around in the darkness of my teen years as a burgeoning faggot. Despite what my critics suggest (without evidence), I desperately want to help people find their truth. And minors are people, too.
One of the most wonderful faggot brothers I’ve ever met on this wild internet journey of mine was a then-sixteen-year-old faggot named Ethan. In 2022 Ethan wrote me a heartfelt letter after I threatened to put up a paywall around FWA. He was desperate to hang onto the one thing that taught him the absolute truth about his life, so he reached out to somehow keep in touch with me.
Here’s what he wrote to me back in April of ’22:
Dear Sam, My name is Ethan, and I am a 16-year-old Faggot. I have been coming to your website for the last year and a half, almost 2 now. I saw your most recent post about making it a paid site and wanted to write this email to you for two reasons before it’s too late.
First, I was wondering if you could give me some advice. You see I have known I was a faggot since I was 10 years old. When I was in 5th grade I was in love with my 5th-grade teacher. He was such a nice and awesome teacher! He was always positive and supportive. I would always ask him if I could help around the classroom. Such as organizing the classroom library, wiping the desks down, hanging up classroom art, Sharping pencils, and, more. I was so excited to see him each day and help him out and wanted to do every for him. I also started having sexual dreams about him towards the end of the year. I didn’t know if I was gay or not, But I know I wanted to do anything he ask or said to do. Of course, he NEVER EVER touched me or did anything sexual! But I felt he had power over me and I loved it! He was just an amazing teacher. I was hoping you can give me the advice to help me find an Alpha. I have read a few posts on your site that you suggest for faggots my age find someone around the same age. But you see I am only attracted to older men, like at least 30s- 60s. Plus I am not out to a lot of people at my school yet, only a few think I’m Bi. I have tried using Grinder, but I have run into many problems. One is that most Alphas I like, are not into guys like me. You see I’m Very masculine, I’m 6′ tall, and about 225 – 230 pounds, I am on my High School’s JV Football team. I play MLB, (which is middle linebacker) Or FB (which is Full back). I also love to work out, and I can squat about 400 libs, (I have big Thighs hehe). I also can grow facial hair so I can look older than I really am. Anyways, Alphas on Grinder, always want small skinny, twink, Fem boys. Or they want boys to dress up and act like girls, and I am not that. Also, I don’t want to change, I like who I am, and I love football and sports. The other problem with Grinder is my age. I have met up with a few alphas, and I had to hide my age. But as soon as I tell them they ghost me. For example, I had been seen this one guy who was like in his 40s. for a few weeks and I had sucked him off 3 times, and last week I think he was getting suspicious about my age. He thought I was in college, but when I talked about school, the fact I go every day, and a few other details he finally asked straight out how old I was. It wasn’t like I was lying to him, like flat out, I just didn’t give him details. After that, he was mad and stop talking to me. I totally understand, they don’t want to get into trouble, and I did feel really bad about lying, and I do not want to lie to my alphas, because I know it’s not right. I just don’t know how to find one that will be ok with my age. Could you please give me some advice on how to find the right Alpha? I know I should not be lying to Alphas about my age or anything else but how do I find one? And one that likes me for me? Or should I change for my Alpha? Should I try to be more Fem. or dress like a girl for them? It’s just that, that is not really who I really am. I also wanted to send you this email because I wanted to say Thank You Soo Much, for making this site. even though I won’t be able to see if it is for pay since I do not have a credit card. I wanted to thank you for helping me so much. I know who I am now. Before I found your site I thought I was fucking crazy, or a very, Very, sick pervert. Just because I would fantasize and have dreams of men using me. Even though I was ok with myself for being gay, I thought it was sick to be thinking that I wanted older men to use me as a slave, and just a sexual object and for them to hurt me or say hateful things to me like call me a faggot or dog or wanting to be lesser than them and not equal. But you helped me know that it is all a part of nature, what the Hierarchy is, and my place in it. You helped me understand that I am not sick in the head, and there are many other Brothers like me out there. Thank you, Thank you, Thank you. You kind of saved my life! And if you still put the paywall up I understand. Please do not listen to the Fucking Haters! You also save so many that don’t email you, like I didn’t for the past year. Whenever I do get a credit card, your site will be the first one I sign up for! Thank you again, for everything you have done in the last 5 years! Happy Anniversary! I hope I can still stay in touch and let you know when I find an Alpha!
Thank you, Sincerely, Ethan
Can you see why I don’t judge minors as being too young to have honest conversations with about serious, life-altering decisions and courses of conduct? Ethan was clearly intelligent and in full control of his choices. He simply needed someone to talk to that he could trust, and I was that person.
Beyond that, I definitely felt drawn to him because he was honest-hearted. He admitted certain urges that others might try to hide for fear of judgement. I found Ethan to be quite mature and thoughtful for his age.
Sadly, I was headed to prison a few months later and my time to help him was limited.
Fortunately, Ethan reached back out to me recently and we reconnected. And I was glad to find out he’s now in college, but more than that, he’s finding his way as a faggot:
This is Ethan, we emailed back and forth a few times back in 2022 and 2023. I emailed you about finding alphas and meeting men on Grinder and how you told me to be myself even though I am a masculine Faggot, and not a femboy, that some alphas are into that. Since you gave me advice, I stopped using Grinder until I turned 18. I’m 19 now and turn 20 in June. I looked at FagsWorshipAlphas.com, hoping you would return when your “vacation” was up, but then it went down, and I thought I would never see or talk to you again. I found Hierarchy University a few days ago and am so glad I did. I have a few more questions and wanted to update you.
First, I think I found an Alpha! So I am at a university in Texas, and I have been going to a local Gym with some friends I met at school. Back in November, one of my friends said he saw a guy in the locker room wearing a cock cage. I was super intrigued, and it was hard to hide it. After we (they really) had a hard laugh about it. I asked him when he saw him and what he looked like, so I could maybe check it out. He gave me some info. But I never saw him whenever I would go by myself.
Eventually, I was with my friend and a few others, and he pointed the guy out to us as we were lifting. I did not go over to him then because I was with friends and too nervous. But at least I know what he looked like. It took me until February because of school and work, when I was able to get a brief idea of his schedule. He usually comes to the gym in the morning on the weekends and MWF in the midday and afternoons. It took me a while until I was able to talk to him, I was either always with my friends, or too shy, or there were too many people around.
Finally, in the middle of March, I caught him at the gym on a Sunday morning. The gym is usually void of a lot of people (most are at church), so I had to time it just write. I saw he was done with his set and treadmill, and he was walking to the locker room, and I followed him in. This time he was wearing his cage; I noticed a few times he wasn’t. So I followed him into the sauna, and there was another older man in there already. I waited until the older man left, then I started making casual talk. His name is Alan, and I asked him if he went to my school, which he did, but graduated like a year and a half ago. I then complimented him on his cage, and he smiled and said that it was a smaller one than he started with. I later found out he thought I was an alpha and was trying to pick him up haha. So I asked him if he had a master or Key holder, and he said he did. We talked for a bit about Alphas and Faggots. I told him I was a Faggot too, and was hoping he could give me some insight on how to find an Alpha like he did. He also said he had read your old site for a long time and saw it when it was first on Tumblr, right before that went dark too. Then two other older men came into the sauna and we had to cut our conversation short, just as well, cause I was also getting hard from talking about it all with someone one lol.
So after a while, we both decided to leave we went into the showers. I took a very quick shower as I did not want to miss him when he got out. As I was changing, he came out and I sat on the same bench and we chatted a little more, about other things, as there were others around. When we walked out, we exchanged numbers and we talked on the phone quite a few times after that. He told me that his Alpha was a black man Named King Karter and he and 3 other faggots worshiping him. Two of them are older, and online, mostly like Findom really. And one other he has had for a long time that is used sexually and demstically. They serve him by cleaning and cooking for him, financially by giving him some of their paycheck, and in other ways, and Sexually. I asked if King Karter was looking for more faggots and if I could meet with him. He had said he would ask his King the next time he would get a chance, but wasn’t sure.
A few weeks went by, and Alan called me and he said his alpha would have an interview with me. So he told me this before, but I will explain it. So his alpha has an interview with prospective faggots now, that want to serve him. Because he had one faggot that served him for a while and then just bailed because he did want to do a few of the certain things that his King was asking of him. This way he makes sure he only picks Faggots that are willing to do everything that is asked of them and know what to expect and how to serve. To prepare me for the interview, Alan talked to me and told me everything to expect, so I was prepared. Some of the things were like, will I cook and clean his apartment, which was a natural yes. Sexually, he said he is very, very dormant, which is most of the time. Which was ok with me although I told him I had not ever been fucked yet. He said as long as I’m ok with getting fucked and practice beforehand (which is a bit hard to do while living in a dorm) I was good. Alan said the first time is usually the hardest and roughest because he wants the Faggot to know how hard he can get. Alan said his King gave him black eyes and a split lip the first time, but he is not like that every time. Alan said his King also makes the faggots wear cock cadges at all times in the apartment, even when just cooking and cleaning or when the King is not home and when or / if they go out together. Because he said, his King finds it very offensive that faggots gets hard around him. Alan also told me that his King also has him and all his faggots use poppers constantly every time they are there, even when they are not having sex, he makes them watch popper training videos all of the time while working out their cunts, and while doing chores. I had never done poppers before this, but I know what they are.
I wanted to ask you, are there any side effects from using them a lot? I found conflicting information online. He also told me about one other aspect of service.
And finally, this was the big one, He said his King pimps him and the other faggot out to his friends and others. I told him I wasn’t sure if I could do that. Alan said that that was why the other faggot left. Alan said, He wasn’t sure about it either at first, but after a while, he realized that it was a Win, Win, Win scenario. He gets to have a lot more sex and practice with other men and pleases other alphas sexually, and he can take the things he learned from others and use his skills on his King, He said he is not allowed to have sex with anyone else like no hookups on Grinder, because his King does not want any risks of STDs. This way, his King can screen his clients beforehand, making sure they are all STD tested and Free. Alan also said he feels safer because his King knows where he is and who he is with, so he is not with some potential psycho killer. Also, it is a win for the clients as they will have a quality faggot to use. And finally, King Kater wins because he gets money and has us practice our skills, so when we come back, we can perform better for him. That was the basics of it.
I said I would have to think about the sex-selling part, and after a few weeks, I finally got comfortable with it. Alan sent him pics of me in a jock strap and Alan said his King liked my look. We had the interview a few weeks ago.
I also wanted to ask you if alphas tricking out their faggots is that a common thing? And what should I be aware of?
Since this email is getting long, I will let you know how the interview went in another email if you want to hear about it. I had it a few days ago, it was intense! 🙂 Really not what I was expecting.
Well, I am really glad you are back and love the new site! And I am glad I found you again!
Thanks Again, Sam!
Love you!
Ethan!
I thought this was an incredibly promising situation, but things got even better when Ethan was allowed to meet King Karter in the flesh!
Here is what happened last Sunday (4/6). Alan said I would have an interview at 11. I left my doom very early, went to a nearby gas station bathroom, and cleaned myself out just in case. I arrived at his apartment at around 10:45. When I was walking up to his place my stomach was in knots. When he opened the door, he was huge, like 6’3 bold, and goatee. He was wearing just some basketball shorts.
He told me to sit down and we talked for a good while. It felt like a work interview. He asked me where I grew up. When did I start thinking and knowing I was a faggot. How many men have I served? I told him the details I told you a few years ago like knowing when I was about 10. and about Grinder. I also told him I had never been fucked which I was nervous about, but he didn’t mind he did make sure I was willing to be fucked and breed, and I said yes absolutely! I just never found a guy I was comfortable with. I told him how I met Alan and how I was looking for an Alpha. I told him about your website (the old one because I didn’t find this one yet) and how you gave me great advice and really helped me, He said he heard about the site from # 1, (I will explain that later) and that he looked at it a few times but he liked this site called fagmaster or fag life, better because it was more for alphas, but he said you do good work to help faggots like me know their place. He said he hadn’t gone to them in a while because they went down too. (I think like yours I guess) I never heard of them so I don’t know.
Then he talked to me about his life and how he learned how to own faggots. He said he was always attracted to white boys but only had females sexually until he was 19 and got arrested with some friends carjacking and having pot on him. He said that while he was serving time in jail he learned how to use faggots. King Karter considers himself Bisexual. And sometimes had girlfriends but he has been more and more recently into white boy faggots. He said he only uses white boys faggots because he believes they need to pay restation for what they did to his ancestors. He said, “They raped us and used us and made us their slaves and now I do it to their children.” I did tell him I had family on my dad’s side who lived in the South and fought in the Confederate in the Civil War. He seemed to like that and laughed. I also told him I have family that are big right-wingers, and who are huge Trumpers and MAGA, and even some I think although I’m not sure are in the Proud Boys, I told him I wasn’t sure, but he liked learning about that I guess and smiled.
He then told me all of my duties if he took me as his faggot. Cooking and cleaning the apartment. That I must wear a cock cage at all times. He said he finds faggots being hard around him offensive and I do not have the right to have a hard dick. He said even when I’m doing chores such as laundry I would still have to wear one. I told him I understood but I said I had never put one on. He said I would get used to wearing it.
He also told me I was not allowed under any circumstances to have sex with anyone else without his knowledge or permission. And only with clients. I need to be tested for any STDs at least 2 times a month and must be on Prep(which I was) and Doxypep (which I wasn’t but now I am)
He also, said that he owned 4 other faggots, and he only uses numbers. He said faggots do not deserve names. He said the one I know as Alan he is #3, #1 was a faggot he met on Grinder after he came out of prison and has been the longest one he has owned. #2 and #4 are older men he met online who live in other parts of the country he does Zoom calls with them and uses them mostly as findom, but has met them a few times, and a few times they have come out here to serve him. He said he had had another #5 a few years ago but that one was kicked out because he did not want to get sold, he resisted a lot of the work and mostly only wanted sex. King Karter said if you serve me it’s more than just sex with me. So he kicked him out. King Karter said if I want to be owned by him I must be willing to do everything, including choices, sex, and dates. (with others). I said I was willing. He also said he makes all his fags get addicted to poppers. He said this is important as it makes the faggot brian weaker, more willing to be used. More willing to be molded. He said it would take my inhibitions and nervousness away and let me (him) own your mind easier for you and faster for me. I did say I had never done them but was willing to use them if there were no side effects he said no just getting high for a few minutes and it will help you when I fuck you.
I have a question for you, does your cock really get smaller, and how much and how fast. I have a 7.5 uncut, and I know you use cadges. How much smaller will mine get if I use it regularly?
Then he had me write down 3 lists of things, I want or have done sexually, things I might want to try, and things that I would rather not do. I would have put down piss under things that I would rather not do, but Alan said he was into that so I put it down under what I want to try to show that I want to be a better faggot and want to learn. We went through the list King Kater said that almost all of the things on the might want to try will be done to you like being gangbanged, and pumped out (which I was still nervous about but I only put it down the maybe list because I know that was one thing Alan said that would defiantly happen.) And King Karter said he wants me to try to think of being more open to some of the things on the do-not list. Some of them he agreed like blood and cutting he said will never be done. He said a few of them like Scat he was not into, but some of the clients might and you will have to do whatever they want. You are not there for your pleasure you are there for theirs. I told him I would try, and he laughed and said “You will do it, not try, but I will help you and train you first and have you get used to it before I would send you to someone that really wants to do it.” That did make me feel a little better about it. Another thing on the not list was taking pictures like nudes or videos, he said he would be ok with it but again he would like to to push your boundaries. I said, “I was just afraid of future jobs and losing them.” he said he understood but said we can work around it like using masks, or not showing our face, but we will talk about that later.
The next thing he had me do was to strip. He said he wanted to see what I was working with. I was already hard, basically as I was just walking up to the apartment, and was nervous I tried to hide it but he said “He would let it go this one time because this was the first interview, but after this he sees my hard fag prick again without a cadge he would have to beat me.” I just nodded and said, “Yes sir,” there was a cock cage sitting on the coffee table and to told me to turn around and put it on so he did have to see it (I think my dick). It actually took me a while to do both because I had to figure it out and how to put it on. And because I had to push my hard dick into it, I had to think of girls and boobs to get it to go down enough. Finally, I got it in when I turned around he didn’t seem annoyed though as it took a while I think.
Any tips on how to put it on faster and easier?
He had me bring out a huge laundry basket from the bedroom closet. And he had 2 new popper bottles on the table. King Karter had me dump all his dirty laundry on the ground, it was all dirty gym clothes and underwear. And I had to separate them in colors and whites. But every time I picked up an article of clothing I had to take a huge sniff of it, and breathe it in for a long time, and hold it. Then put it in either white or colors. After I pulled one peace out and sniffed it I would have to put one of the bottles under my nose and he said I would sniff (hit) the poppers. And I had to alternate if it was white I had to hit Amsterdam and if it was a color I had to hit Blue Boy. I went back and forth, from one to the other, all the time he was just sitting there watchin. He pulled off his shorts and was wearing a jockstrap, I could see the HUGE!!! Outline of his cock. It made me so weak. My heart was beating so fast and so hard, I think it was from the poppers but as I was so excited!! I was getting dizzy really fast. I was finally done. Then I had to put the colors in the washing machine. At this point I was feeling so weak I would let him do everything I could tell that he was right about the poppers, It was amazing. I was not nervous or anything and all I wanted to do was to please him.
Then he had me get on my knees in between his thick thighs. I thought “Yes I’m goin to suck that huge thick dick!!” My mouth was so wet and all I could do was stare at it. He said to go down and smell him. he said NO TOUNGE, NO LIPS! JUST SNIFF, You Got that Faggot?!
I nodded, I was sniffing him up and, and down, he would push my head into the side of his balls. Then after a few minutes, he would make me sniff more poppers. Then go back down. And smell him again, Then more poppers, then just more sniffing it was driving me so crazy being so close to this dick on the outside in his jock. I really really had to fight myself not to stick out my tongue but I wanted to show I could follow orders. At this point, I was like so Fuckin High, I never had felt like this even when I smoked pot. He would alternate between Amsterdame and Blue Boy. A few times he would put both under my nose. Then he would look at me and have me look up at him make me say I was a faggot, I want big N**ger Cock, and make me beg, then would have me sniff again. He would pull my hair and make my nose go up and down the shaft, in his jock I thought I would go insane.
Finally, a buzzer went off it was the laundry, I had to change it and put the colors in the dryer and the whites in. Then I came back, and he did the same thing only now he would slap me on the back of the head sometimes if I wasn’t sniffing hard enough or if he thought he felt my tongue, which would sometimes slip out a few times. He also made me do two bottles at once and sometimes in the mouth.
He had me make big sniffs of his ass crack and only took out his balls so I can sniff them. I would inhale a big popper sniff then hold it and exhale hard and then he would shove my head and face down under him, on his balls, his taint, his ass hole. I was so dizzy! 🙂 Then the buzzer went off again!
It was like I lost so much time. Because I know the cycle was like for 45 minutes plus an extra rinse cycle. But to me it felt like only 10-15 minutes, Dose poppers make you lose track of time?
It took me a while cause it was hard to stand up. Then I unloaded the dryer and loaded the whites in the dryer, and he had me fold the Darks into piles. He then asked me if I want to suck this big N*ger cock, I said yes please, he asked me again and at this point, I was begging, and he was stroking it in his jock, “Clean up your mess first and I’ll think about it.” He pointed to the carpet, I had a huge, huge wet spot under me from all my precum. I didn’t know you could precum like that, especially with a cage on. The cage felt so awkward like my dick was pushing inside me. Felt so weird, not like a bad weird, but just weird. I started to get up and get a paper towel but he Yelled at me, “No Faggot SUCK IT UP!” “First give me your phone!”
King Karter said my homework was to watch at least one, if not all 3 every single day. And follow the instructions. That this will help better train my faggot mind. He gave me the two popper bottles. He also told me to get a big black dildo if I didn’t have one already and use it on myself each time, and I must clean it off, Pull it out of my cunt and clean it with my mouth and shove it back in and keep doing it over and over, he wanted me to love the taste of my cunt on N*ger cock. I just nodded, At this point, I was so horny and wanted to do anything to take that cock in my mouth! But he didn’t let me suck him. He just said, Ok get dressed put your cage on the table before you leave.
I was so shocked I thought I was going to suck him off and he just walked out of the room. I felt I must have fucked up somehow like I did something wrong. I was almost about to start crying, and I don’t cry like almost ever. It was like he punched me in the gut. So I slowly got dressed and left. Putting the cage on the table, I was still rock hard and dripping, and I left.
It takes me about 45- 1 hr to drive from his place to the dorm and the whole ride back I was thinking I did something wrong what did I do? Hoping I did not fuck it up… I was killing myself. As soon as I got back to my dorm I texted Alan,#3, and see if I really fucked up and asked if I could make it up. He was at work so he couldn’t talk but later that evening we talked on the phone, I had to go outside because my roommate was there. #3 said I didn’t fuck it up. He said I was great, and that King Karter did the same thing just not as intense with him. He said he didn’t get to suck his cock until a few weeks later after he had started working for him. #3 also said King Karter wants to make sure you are not just in for the sex but everything else. And that this was a way to help condition my mind to serve him and his friends. This is what he does to test you and help train you. #3 also said I had to follow the instructions. Use the popper trainers every day. (which is hard in a Dorm, but I have done it a few times in my car, or I have to wait until my roommate is at class or out for the night) That I need to practice Ass to Mouth (even though I was not really into that) all the time now because he loves that shit.
Very powerful stuff! I especially loved the very clever use of the washer/dryer as a timing and task element to this initial meeting! It allows King Karter to gauge Ethan’s reaction time and attentiveness to detail!
As far as the pimping of faggots to Alpha friends, this seems to be more prevalent among black Alphas than white Alphas for whatever reason. I have never been fully owned by a black Alpha, so I was never pimped out this way. I know Ethan was a little rattled by that aspect, but it didn’t surprise me.
I’m just so proud of my brave young brother! I’m looking forward to seeing how his eye-opening new opportunity for service will develop!
The following post is part of a thread chronicling the service of a faggot named Matt who is owned by an intense 35-year-old Alpha named Master Connor. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!
Some time ago I received a letter in my “Questions From Readers” inbox from a faggot named Matt. You can read that by CLICKING HERE. In the letter, Matt described some particularly brutal spankings/beatings from his Master, Connor. These abuse sessions would leave Matt in tears and great pain, and then Master Connor would fuck him brutally and breed him.
I was somewhat alarmed by what I heard, although it’s far from the worst abuse I’ve heard of at the hands of sadistic Masters. I also know that some Alphas need the physical violence to get them amped up to fuck (like the way a cage fighter might warm up before a match). I felt like Matt received enough pleasure from the experience to advise him to remain in the situation and give his Master more time.
Boy, I’m glad I told him that!
Today I received an update from Matt that really stunned me. I’m not even going to waste time talking about it. Here’s Matt’s follow-up:
Hi sam!
Thank you for your response and recommending that I stick with it to see if the dynamic improves.
I thought about ways to help with his aggression and anger and came up with an idea. He lives walking distance from a kickboxing facility and I called to see what classes or one-on-one training would cost. I bit the bullet and gifted my Alpha two weekly sessions as a way to unleash his violence in a more constructive way. He was, to my surprise, quite pleased with the offer.
Yesterday was his first session. He had me come over right before to start prepping dinner while he was at the gym. Before he left, I was in the kitchen, just wearing my lace panties to cover my caged clit when he came up behind me and started spanking me. Hard. But not anything like he had been. Just enough to put me in my place and give me a reminder of his dominance before leaving me to cook. I was so anxious about how his session would go and what he’d be like upon his return.
About an hour later, he came in drenched in sweat. I guess he didn’t bother with the showers there as he lives so close by. What happened next was AMAZING.
Without words, he grabbed me by the hair and had me on my knees burying my face in his ass. At first through his gym shorts but quickly face first into his bare beautiful, muscular ass. It was clear he wanted a tongue bath – telling me to “make out with my asshole like a good faggot”. Gladly!
Just as I was getting as deep as possible with my tongue, he roughly grabbed my head and turned to have me gagging on his incredible cock. It was a very aggressive face fucking but I almost didn’t notice how hard he was pumping because I was so high on the scents and pheromones coming out of his sweaty God body.
I knew he’d likely finish his rut with an assault on my pussy. Which he did. A little spanking involved but, again, much less violent than before. It didn’t take long for him to fully breed my pussy and he collapsed on the sofa next to me. Total bliss. This time just a few tears from me but of JOY! I was so satisfied with my service and his different approach to using me after the workout I had paid for.
But it got better! As I was laying on his chest still glowing from the experience, he actually started fingering my sore pussy as he stared directly into my eyes. I was so confused. Why would he do this? My clit is caged and my service to him alone is enough. Then he began to put those same fingers into my mouth to tongue bathe. He was feeding me his massive load directly from my gaping pussy! He repeated this multiple times to the point that I finally whimpered that I was close to squirting. He played with my pussy a little more but didn’t build to the point of me squirting. I wanted to warn him as I didn’t think he’d want my fag fluid on his sofa or hand. I think I was right!
He then took me to the shower where he had me soap and cleanse his body. He pissed on me and down my throat before getting dried off and in lounge clothes. He had me get the meal reheated and dismissed me as he began watching TV and eating the food I proudly made for him while he was away. I don’t think I’ve ever felt so perfect in a moment as a faggot.
It has been such an amazing weekend! I hope our dynamic continues in this direction! More intimate, less violent but still very distinctly built on the natural hierarchy.
What a stunning departure for Master Connor! I told Matt that I felt like Master Connor was becoming more focused with the use of his power, and he agreed. This is part of what I often call “Alpha Ascension”, when an Alpha becomes more powerful and also embraces that power in meaningful ways that transforms and elevates everything in his life.
This experience only confirms that Master Connor wants complete ownership of Matt. Master Connor is elevating, becoming more than just an Alpha. Any Alpha can spank or hit or punch a faggot. But an elevated Alpha, a Master, wants to imprint his ownership on a faggot’s heart and mind.
That’s what Master Connor is becoming. I’m so glad Matt stayed to witness it firsthand!
Hi Sam, I need your help. Few days ago I have met a Master online. He wants me to be his slave and he wants me to come to his house to start training. The problem is that I am too scared to meet him, because I have never met anyone from any app and I am a virgin, so I am a little bit scared of sex. What should I do?
Hi brother! Thanks for writing!
Congratulations on finding a Master who is willing to train you! That’s a terrific opportunity to discover things about yourself and what it means to serve an Alpha!
I understand that you’re scared. We all start off scared. But at some point, we must challenge ourselves or else we never grow. I’m sure you don’t want to be some old faggot who wasted his entire life hiding from the truth, too afraid to try, right? Do you know how many older faggots have written to me over the years lamenting the fact that they were too scared to ever live out their purpose?
You don’t want to be that person, believe me. It’s far, far worse than any sexual encounter you’ll ever have.
Alphas and Masters love owning faggots. Why wouldn’t they? Faggots are like faithful dogs that can be fucked, ordered to cook and clean, and always gives back non-stop worship.
Alphas and Masters also love the pliability of faggots. Since faggots are possessions of Men, these superiors can make faggots do whatever they want or modify them in whatever way they choose. That might mean keeping the faggot in a doggie cage. It might mean having the faggot drink urine. Most commonly, it means putting the faggot into a chastity cage.
Those are all the fun aspects of faggot ownership. But ultimately a faggot is a valuable possession of a Man, and valuable possessions need to be cared for and protected.
That intro leads me to an extraordinary event that happened this weekend.
Chin (Master Jin’s faggot) and Alex (Master Nick’s faggot) had been talking to each other and devised a way to get a key for their chastity cages because they were getting frustrated being locked up. Eventually their plan was discovered, and both Masters were at their wit’s end trying to understand the problem.
Now, I had been in their ears for some time about how the faggots may need to be milked. My concern was more health-based; it’s better for the prostate to ejaculate. But I also felt these waves of frustration from the young faggots, that they couldn’t feel orgasms anymore.
This latest crisis finally made Masters Nick and Jin hear my words.
So Master Nick researched prostate milking. Then he took Alex into a private room, got him naked, and put him on the bed. Then Master Nick inserted his fingers into Alex’s hole, found the prostate, and then began to massage it. Within a minute or two, cum started to flow out of Alex’s clit, out of his cage, and onto the bed.
Now think about this. Master Nick is a straight Alpha Male! He’s owned faggots for nearly a year after a lifetime of never considering sex with a male! During his year of fag ownership, he has confronted every new issue with intelligence, thoughtfulness, and courage. This is what a true Apex Alpha does!
But Master Nick shrugs it off. “I own them, so it’s my job to take care of them,” he says.
After Master Nick milked Alex, Master Jin took Nick’s suggestions and milked the troublesome Chin. Within two minutes Jin had milked Chin and then cleaned him up.
Master Nick was so excited by the results of his milking of Alex that he then milked his other three faggots, Yul, Lee, and Oliver.
Again, these Masters are straight. Prostate milking was beyond anything they ever imagined they would ever do. But they faced this challenge with great maturity and practicality. I cannot praise this enough.
Afterward, I asked both of them what they thought. They said it was like fingering a pussy. The faggots said that it was the weirdest feeling they’d ever experienced. I’ll admit, it’s hard to describe. I thought it felt like involuntary peeing, but the relief was somewhere deeper than the relief of a typical Male orgasm.
But most significantly, the Masters born said that they felt closer to their faggots through the act of milking. Master Nick said he felt more powerful as he held his faggots in his large hands and cared for their needs. The event was one of GROWTH.
POSTSCRIPT
I was so amazed by the events that transpired that I began bragging to other Masters about it. And to my shock, these Masters (some gay) would say that they had no interest in milking their faggots. A couple had a reaction of “that’s gross … I’ll never do that.”
I think it’s a shame that so many Alphas and Masters want all of the benefits of faggot ownership, but none of the responsibility.
Leave it to Masters Nick and Jin – straight Alphas who are growing in their power daily. – to lead the way.
So I’m begging all owners of faggots: milk your faggots, be involved in their training, and be a worthy owner.
Special thank you to Master Nick and Master Jin for becoming the two most astounding owners of faggots that this world has ever known! May you always stand as a shining example to your Alpha brothers!
The following post is part of a thread chronicling the dominance of a straight Alpha named Josh, his wife Ashley, and their ownership of Master Josh’s first faggot Aaron! CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!
It’s rare that a straight couple owns a faggot. Even as someone who has covered virtually every kind of Hierarchical arrangement many times over, this gold standard of faggot ownership has been quite elusive. Mostly this has to do with the female side of a straight couple, as most females are too jealous/insecure/emotional to handle it.
But Ashley, the wife of Alpha Josh, is apparently quite different from your average female.
It’s been a few weeks since Josh and Ashley agreed to take ownership of their first faggot Aaron. I hadn’t heard anything, so I reached out to make sure they were doing okay. The reply I received surprised me.
It’s going really good. I guess it has been about three weeks since we started and our house has never been cleaner. It has such an attention to detail. And apparently my wife is quick to use the paddle so it tries hard to avoid fuck ups.
That was the source of a little rocky patch at first. I guess it was after the first two days maybe, so the first Tuesday and Thursday, where it was at the house without me and just my wife’s supervision. It texted me after it left the house on its way to work at the bar and complained that my wife was spanking too much. I called it immediately and had it describe why it had been punished. I don’t remember the reasons now but they seemed legitimate to me. I asked it if I were the one who had assigned the punishments, would it have complained, and it said no. Then I reminded it that it was to treat my wife with the same respect and authority it treats me. It apologized. I told it that it didn’t have to come back, but it wouldn’t see me again. And if it did decide to return as scheduled on Sunday, that it was expected to apologize to my wife and ask for another spanking for disregarding her authority and complaining to me.
Sure enough. It showed up on Sunday and asked her for the spanking. It was so fucking hot watching her tear up its ass with that paddle. After it apologized again and got started on the chores, my wife and I fucked so intensely.
Since then it hasn’t complained again. It just shows up and does the chores. I intentionally didn’t fuck it or let it suck me off for the first couple of weeks to make sure it was committed to the assignment. I did let it suck my dick this morning when it arrived. I could tell its little dicklet was straining against the new chastity cage. It was hilarious.
From their experience we can suddenly see how a straight couple can successfully own a faggot, and it all hinges on the female. Ashley not only accepts her husband’s Alphahood (and the needs he has as such), but she also embraces her own authority as part owner of the faggot. This is helped by Josh’s judicial support of his wife as co-owner.
I told Sir Josh that I was baffled by Aaron’s idiotic choice to go over Ashley and appeal directly to Josh about the spanking. Why would Josh ever side with his faggot over his wife? As a new faggot in a new situation, Aaron had no legs to stand on.
I thought it was wonderful that Sir Josh finally fed his faggot his cock and cum after a period of punishment. The taste and scent of his cock and the chemical/psychological aspects of his cumshot will do wonders to retrain the faggot and push it deeper in subspace and submission.
But I dearly love hearing how Sir Josh and Ashley made passionate love after disciplining their faggot. Hierarchical dynamics are a natural aphrodisiac. They play on sexy power dynamics that turn us all on. Maybe every straight couple having troubles in their relationship (i.e. almost all of them) need to take joint ownership of a faggot to fix them!
I’ve been reading your content for a while, but I am sending a message for the first time. As an experienced Alpha who has been owning fags for 20 years now, I can’t express how proud of you I was when I saw your answer to Faggot A. You said that “a faggot is a reflection of its Owner.”
What a wonderful way to put it, Sam. I’ve seen so many good boys suffering in the hands of mean Alphas. I have personalty rescued a handful of them. Today I am 41, I live in a beautiful house with two subs. We always bring other fags to have fun with us and we deeply love each other. I paid for their education and both are great professional in their careers. I watch their habits, what they eat, and their overall health to make sure they feel loved and heard.
If a Man is unable to improve the lives of his fags and women, he is not a Man at all.
Well done, Sam. I’m proud of you.
Master Santiago.
Thank you so much for writing to me, Master Santiago!
I love hearing stories about powerful, wise, empathetic Alphas like you who understand the purpose of faggots and their needs, fears, and hopes. All a faggot really needs is a strong Alpha to use it properly and give it permission to embrace its submission. So many faggots blossom under such Alpha cultivation. Thank you for being that example!
I’m humbled and grateful for your encouragement for my work and writing, Master. I’m merely a conduit for the truth. There’s nothing I love more than having faggots or Alphas discover the truth about their purpose through me and change their lives because of it! It has been an added purpose to what I was already doing in service, and it has transformed me as well!
I hope we can continue to talk, Master. There’s so much I’d love to learn about you and how you discovered faggots! My email is hierarchyuniversity@gmail.com.
This faggot has been well trained over a number of years in a part time relationship with Master, W/e have separate vanilla relationships but come together whenever W/we can so faggot can be its true self and so Master can express His own true commanding nature. Over the last 18 months faggot has also very occasionally been seeing a much younger man (many decades younger) who likes to play at being dominant. Master is aware of this and has given His approval. Last week this young man took total charge during a meet up, ripped off faggot’s underwear and gave it a magnificent fucking. Faggot felt his seed deep inside and for the next few days felt a great sense of exhilaration and renewed vigour, almost as though this young would-be alpha had transformed it through the gift of his jism. So faggot has a couple of questions: should it feel especially humiliated and uncomfortable with taking seed from so young a man? Or should faggot encourage this young top, in his very early 20s, to develop and grow into what may be his true nature through further meet ups. He is rather gauche and needs to work on a hesitant, tentative attitude which sometimes lessens the mood. However, faggot believes that given time and encouragement he could become a true master. If faggot continues to meet him it wonders how exactly would be the best way to help him develop. Master will probably be requesting a joint meet-up although coordinating such a session might prove difficult. Faggot would be very grateful for any thoughts and comments.
Brother, thanks for the experience and the question!
Congratulations on being owned by such a caring and thoughtful Master, but also for the opportunity to serve this younger Alpha! There is something to be said for being an experienced and trained faggot (as opposed to young, cute, untrained ones) because we know how to give proper service to these greatest Men!
It’s hardly surprising that you felt rejuvenation after your breeding from this young Alpha. Alpha cum is potent, and combined with the psychological lift provided from his aggressive breeding of you, would definitely boost your serotonin levels.
And it is absolutely right for you to have offered yourself to this young Alpha and allowed him to take you and breed you. How is that even a question? You were born for that very purpose.
I don’t think this young Alpha is “playing at being dominant”. I think he is very dominant (based on your testimony), but he’s YOUNG and LEARNING ABOUT HIS POWER. The hesitation exists because he’s a young lion learning how to hunt and subdue and kill. That’s why it’s absolutely critical that you keep serving him. Your experience will help to draw out that hungry power from within him through your deep respect and worship of him. You know what I mean and what to do.
If your Master is willing, I think it would be great if he mentored this young Alpha, perhaps even using you together. The young Alpha might be intimidated by your Master at first, but Alphahood trumps all other concerns.
Whatever you do, keep serving this young Alpha to the best of your abilities. You’re already proving valuable in bringing out his true dominance. Don’t stop!
The following post is part of a thread chronicling the ascension of a straight Alpha named Mike who has taken ownership of his first faggot named Benjamin. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!
Easily one of the most magnetic Alphas I’ve ever met on this site, Master Mike dramatically revealed himself after his faggot Benjamin had written several effusive letters about him. Since then, I’ve had the distinct pleasure of conversing with him and coming to comprehend the true power and depth of understanding he has. It’s awe-inspiring.
God Alphas like Master Mike invest time in the mentorship of their Alpha Packs as much as they do in the development and training of their faggots. Having spent his life playing sports, Master Mike is keenly aware of the Alpha Pack dynamic and how it helps develop each Alpha into elite competitors.
In my last post about Master Mike showing off his faggot to his Alpha brothers, I mused that his Alpha brothers would probably want faggots of their own. Well, guess what …
You were right about the other team mates wanting in on owning faggots. The whole team has been talking about it in the locker rooms this last week. A lot of questions about how it happened and what I have Benji do for me. Two of the guys have asked for advice on how they might get their own. You were also right about the one who was a bit of a problem at mine. He was trying to spread the rumour that I was a gay pervert and Benji was my bf. Noone believed him of course but I had to have a word with him in private. He has stopped running his mouth and his lip has already healed up. So it looks like I might end up with a pack of Alphas after all. I have also expanded Benji’s duties a little more. Until now it has been a rota with each of us doing team laundry in turn. Worked out about 2 or 3 times a year with each person. That usually meant their girlfriend/wife or the boyfriend of the one gay guy on the team. 24 guys, each having 2 jerseys 2 pairs of shorts and 2 pairs of socks a week plus towels. I thought I would be considerate. Noone ever wants to do them and the women tend to moan and whine and definitely don’t put out when it is their turn. So I have made a deal with everyone. £5 a week each and Benji will sort it all. Every single one of them has signed up. Benji will wash the clothes and dry them. He is also ironing every item including the socks. He is thanking me for the privilege. And I am getting paid £120 a week for him to do so. That is £480 a month which is almost half my child support payment! If I had known just how good life could be with Benji as my fagpet I would have forced him into submission years ago.
I have been thinking about marks of ownership and customization and I think I have settled on a couple I might get over the next year. The first is a necklace like the one you sent in that post. Next is a tattoo. I think on his shoulder blade/back of my bite mark and have “Property of Master Mike” underneath. The last is a tongue piercing though I am not completely sold on it. Think it might be nice to feel while he worships my feet. The only thing I am certain on is he will be customized and it will be my choice what he gets. He has spent every night of the last week voluntarily at mine. He must be fully addicted to my power and desperate to serve.
So awesome to hear!
However, there was a rugby party featuring Master Mike and his Alpha Pack being served steaks by Benjamin. So I inquired about it, and found out a lot more.
The party was part of the rugby day. It went very well actually. Perfect medium rare on each steak. I can definitely understand wanting in after that. Especially for the single guy who attended. Not that he will be single for long knowing him. Benji is thrilled with his new job as team laundry maid. We have already begun scent training with my workout jocks. My plan is to get him to a point where he can pick out my smell from a lineup blindfolded. To help with this I have told the team not to worry too much if their workout/training/match underwear ends up in the laundry bags. Some of the bitches used to complain if it happened as if it was deliberate. But for Benji it will be a teaching tool. All Alphas have a smell but some are far stronger better and more intoxicating. As with everything else Benji has been very quick to please. Fastest turnaround on team uniforms I can remember and he fucking thanked me for it. He doesn’t even care that I am keeping all the money for his services. He is just happy doing any job I give him. The gay guy smis definitely not in an Alpha/faggot thing. Matt and Joel have been married 2 years and are a great couple. That said he was very unsurprised about Benji. They knew each other and apparently it is quite common for “sub gay bottoms”? I think Matt is the top (is that the right word?) and Joel handles most of the household stuff. But it is not the same as Benji. Come to think of it I might ask Matt about using guys for sex. He probably has the best insight for me and tips on how not to injure someone. Of course I thought of you.
Your work has massively changed my life for the better. It even has me reclassifying my sexuality. I am definitely physically attracted to women and not men. But the thing which turns me on more than any strip show or porn is completely dominating someone. I get chubbed up when I tackle someone in rugby and pin them to the ground. I am fucking rock hard when I give Benji an order and hear that automatic response of “Yes Master” and watch him do whatever task I have set. I was leaking the entire time Benji was exposing and humiliating himself infront of my teammates. I an sexually aroused by control and it doesn’t matter who of. I will dominate everyone around me. I will fuck anyone around me. And I will get off doing it. And thanks to you I have a fag who is front and centre to catch every last inch and drop. I also want to have a voice on your website who is advocating for a less abusive form of ownership. A lot of your straight Alphas seem unnecessarily harsh. And honestly I think they don’t realise that a faggot who feels more secure in ownership and more like a pet will provide much better service.
I was very touched by Master Mike’s gracious compliment about my influence on his rapidly-improving life. But more fascinating to me was Master Mike’s thoughtful insights into his own sexual needs. Personally, I don’t think he needs to reclassify his sexuality just because he enjoys pumping Benjamin full of cum. He will always be beyond the labels of common males.
But then Master Mike opened up an intriguing training exercise that really excited me:
I am very happy to weed out certain individuals. Definitely regret giving one of them a chance but that’s in the past. I am sure Benji will do well with my scent. The last week has seen him revising using the socks from our training session. I am going to build up so that he is able to identify me no matter how many people are around. It is going to be a bit of a party trick for him. I did also wake up a couple of days ago and found him curled up on his bed in the kitchen with a pair of boxers I wore to work. His little fag clit was straining so hard in it’s cage but he was sleeping so peacefully. It is odd to imagine being willing to lock away your cock but I guess that is one of the things which separates Men and fags. The next time he cums will be from me fucking my fags holes. I definitely can imagine how the gagging and drooling will put me in a full rutting mood. I mainly want to know from Matt how to avoid damage. Benji is less use to me if I have to take him to the vets or he has some form of injury. I know for a fact he is going to enjoy whatever I do to him. He has never been very promiscuous and I think it has been over a year since he was fucked. I will ready your post at some point. Got a date tonight I need to prepare for. You think I should take her back to mine and fuck her where Benji can hear? Or go to hers and slip out once I’m done?
I love this scent training exercise Master Mike has devised! Straight Alphas are often quite surprised by the ability of faggots to be trained so accurately on their Alpha’s scent, and I have no doubt Benji will pass this test even with the scents of the entire rugby team in this nose.
I think it’s clear just how clever and playful Master Mike is. He reminds me of some of my best Masters and some of the more powerful Alphas that have graced this site. It’s such a joy to be able to be used by him as a sounding board and advisor, even though he needs nothing from me.
But that is the measure of a God Alpha: how he builds his Alpha Pack and how he treats inferiors!
Hi, I just found your website this morning and timing couldn’t be better, that’s exactly what I was looking for.
My name is Noah, I am 23, and I am straight. I have always liked girls, I dated several girls in my teenage years and everything was going well until a few years ago when I started watching bisex porn and loved it. At first I felt weird and a little guilty for jerking off to that because I do feel straight, but the more I tried to avoid it, the more I loved it. I went to therapy with a gay therapist specialist in sexuality to discuss my feelings. He was great to me and, after a few months working with me, he helped me to realize that I was indeed straight but I loved the idea of a dominant man fucking a woman and a sub man at the same time. And that’s exactly how I feel. I love the feeling of being in charge of the relationship and dominate both females and males.
I currently have a girlfriend who I love and she is openly bisexual. We have done threesomes with girls sometimes and we both enjoy it a lot. We started to explore having group sex with faggots as well in which I would dominate both her and the fag, and she was really into that. The problem, however, is that I found an amazing cocksucker with a wonderful tight ass who insists to “convert” me. I made it very clear from the beginning that I love my girl and she will be the mother of my children one day, but the faggot keeps saying that I’m not really straight, I’m just in denial, and I should break up with her and take him as my boyfriend.
I have no interest in breaking up with my girl, let along changing her for a male. But this cocksucker doesn’t understand it. I like him and his blowjob is much better than my girl’s, so I wonder if there is a way to make him understand what he is. I have been exploring your website for a few hours and I happy to see that your mindset aligns a lot with mine. I don’t want hurt my faggot’s feelings, but he needs to understand that in these relationship there are one man, one woman, and one faggot with very clear roles.
Any thoughts?
Sir, thank you so much for writing to me about this!
First of all, I commend you for being honest about your true needs! I think many straight Alphas feel exactly the same way as you do, but they have it in their heads that it is “wrong” to own/use faggots, or that they would be ostracized for doing so. And for those reasons they refuse the calling inside of them, and they fail to grow their power!
That’s simply insane, isn’t it? That’s why Alphas like you are so important, Sir. There are some straight Alphas who lead the pack, either Apex or God-level Alphas who demonstrate to the rest of their straight Alpha brothers that owning/using faggots doesn’t change sexuality, but only makes them more powerful!
That’s you, Sir.
I also commend you for taking this issue so seriously that you sought the advice of a mental health professional. This is a first for me (after ten years!). I think it really shows the depth of both your emotional intelligence as well as your undeniable quest for power and worship that you know you deserve.
That said, let’s tackle the issue with your current faggot. You clearly have an affection for the faggot’s feelings, a sure sign that you’re a true Protector Alpha. However, the faggot is making inappropriate and unwelcome suggestions to you. I understand this, as I’ve done the same thing (and paid dearly for the mistake). Here’s the issue: the faggot gets comfortable and starts to think it’s more attractive to you than it is. It forgets that it is not a PARTNER, but a useful and valuable UTILITY. Also: it is EASILY REPLACEABLE.
So you need to redirect the faggot’s mind, Sir.
I always suggest this as a first step: make the faggot kneel before you as you stand over it. Maybe stroke its head while looking at it. Then ask it what it is. The answer needs to be “I’m a faggot.” Have it repeat that multiple times. Say: “Good boy.”
Then ask it: “What is a faggot?” The answer needs to be something like “A faggot is a slave.” Have it repeat that multiple times. Then say: “Good boy”.
Then ask it: “What am I, faggot?” The answer should be “You’re my straight Master”. It’ll likely say “You’re my Master”, but make it emphasize the word “straight”. Have it repeat that several times. Then tell it “good boy.”
Then tell it some variation of this: “As a straight Master, I will never love you the way I love women. I will never want you the way I want women. You are my faggot, my slave, my possession, and nothing more. Do you understand that?” Wait for an answer.
Then ask it: “Are you willing to serve me as my faggot slave, or do I need to replace you with a different one?” If it agrees, then tell it “good boy” and then allow it to scent train on your crotch for a while. I think I would send it away with the order to think about what it has done to endanger its place at your feet in service to you, and tell it you expect a final decision at another time. This should put the faggot on edge and eager to return to service with a new mindset.
If that fails, there are other, more extreme options, Sir. But since this faggot serves well and just needs correction, I think this approach might be a good starting point.
I really hope my advice pleases you, Sir, and I hope you can put it into action and get good results! Please keep me updated if possible! My email is hierarchyuniversity@gmail.com.
Some Alphas love to train their cocksuckers harshly, pushing them past their limits until they become the tool the Alpha desires. This can be humiliating. It can even be scary. But it will make you a better faggot in the long run!
I’ve never been a huge proponent of online findom for a variety of reasons, but my main objection is this: it weakens Hierarchy by encouraging lazy, selfish faggot behavior while elevating unworthy dumbfucks to the rank of Alpha simply for being attractive or cartoonishly “dominant”.
Now, the faggot nonsense I can brush aside (after all, life will be a harsh Master in the long run), but these fake “Masters” of findom really offended me. You see, I’ve been fortunate in my faggot career to have been owned in real life by some of the greatest straight Alphas I’ve ever known. I know true Alphahood when I see it not only I’ve served them, but also because I have a deep appreciation for Hierarchical truth. And lemme tell you, Alphas aren’t defined by the number of feet pics they post online.
Having said that, I can confidently tell you that Master Virgo (@KingVir919404 on X) is one of the purest straight God Alphas in all of online findom.
I met him around 2021 and was instantly captivated by his chilly, casual demeanor. I was also excited to find out he owned live-in faggots despite being resolutely heterosexual. His early interactions with me were curt and dismissive, as if he was a movie star who couldn’t be bothered. Then one evening I was speaking with one of his live-in faggots in a Twitter Space when Master Virgo arrived home and began barking orders to his faggots, and I could sense his gigantic presence over the phone!
Another thing you quickly come to understand about Master Virgo is that he’s an Alpha who lives a high-class lifestyle bedazzled with luxury items and experiences. He associates with the wealthy and well-connected. You might catch him in exclusive clubs, or on a private beach at an expensive resort, or making a splash at The Met Ball. He smokes the best cigars, fucks supermodels, and drinks from the top shelf. He uses cash to light his smokes. Here are a few pics to give you a taste of his everyday life:
All of this lavish lifestyle is provided by Master Virgo’s large, solvent stable of owned faggots.
In fact, it’s the quality of Master Virgo’s faggots that best defines his actual power. His faggots are loyal and extremely submissive in their service to him despite the fact that Master Virgo will never give them anything sexual or romantic.
I had the distinct pleasure of speaking with one of Master Virgo’s favorite possessions, a faggot named Tyrell (@joyofsubmission on X). I asked this faggot if he might write about his experience as one of Master Virgo’s favorite owned faggots, and he wrote this:
I would like to start out by saying I’m not some self-hating, low-hanging fruit that would’ve served just any pair feet with a middle finger. I’m an educated professional. Decent looking, sociable, with friends and family that love and respect me. I say this not to elevate myself in anyway from any of my brothers in servitude (I am absolutely, an owned, domesticated and completely subjugated faggot to a real man after all), but to highlight just how powerful my Master is. He is my King, my Daddy, my owner, my guiding light, and my purpose. I am happy to share how He came to claim what was always His.
It all started with photo on twitter. They say a picture’s worth a thousand words, but in a true-to-this Alpha male’s case, worth $o much more. I’ve always felt that aching need to submit to a real man and like so many faggots before me, chased that feeling into Findom. However, I had grown bored with the temporary, transactional sensations and had deleted my Findom twitter and resigned myself to move on, unsatisfied. That is until the hand of fate brought a photo of who would become my Master across my vanilla twitter timeline through a mutual’s displayed likes no less.
I was completely entranced! The style, the poise, the confidence. I had to know more, and proceeded to do a deep dive down his timeline, greedily absorbing all I could. Before I knew it, I found myself creating another account. Sending a message, and of course out of respect, including a screenshot of my first tribute in over a year. He took his time responding which was a response in and of itself. I waited on pins and needles, and was thrilled to be acknowledged by this Man. I continued to send more tributes, and eagerly answered any and all questions He had for me over time. In his wisdom and prescience, knowing what I had only yet begun to learn, he eventually invited me to treat him to lunch as I had recently moved to His city. He set a date and chose a location. I was unquestionably excited, but like many faggots in denial I thought to myself – “sure, I’ll meet him. Most of these doms aren’t the real deal and I’m sure I’ll see that up close and personal. I’ll just get it out of my system and dispel the illusion.”
The day finally came and I couldn’t have been more wrong. From jump he provided instruction- telling me how to dress for the occasion. Where to park and await his arrival, opening his door (I’ve since been trained to always open every door for him when in His presence). I didn’t realize it but I was already being trained for the role he had prepared for me. As He stepped out of His vehicle and I looked up at Him, every question I had about His authenticity was obliterated. My knees buckled, and the only thing keeping me standing was that He had not yet given me permission to kneel. When He finally did it was a relief and a confirmation all in one.
Throughout the course of the meal and the conversation I was so taken aback by how multi-dimensional He was. He was charming, charismatic and smooth. He was witty, thoughtful, even courteous, but always in control. He spoke to me with a familiarity that I grew increasingly desperate to earn. By the time He asked me what I wanted (already knowing the answer) I could hardly recognize myself as my lips parted and the most honest thing I had ever said escaped them – “I want to be Your bitch.” I repeated myself as he looked on expectantly and grew practically hysterical. I had lost all composure. There was no more playing it cool. My statement turned into a plea. There I was in a public restaurant, palms open and begging Him to make me His bitch. I had never been so vulnerable in my entire life.
“We’ll see”. Was His response with a cocky, self-sure smile. I knew He had already seen, but would make me earn it nonetheless.
The rest is history. I would continue to drive to Him on my days off when requested. He quickly established that my time was His and I offered no resistance. Each task a lesson. Each instruction a line of code in my programming as He continued to shape me in the ways He saw fit. He broke me in good and thorough with physical discipline of course. Took me to the pet store to pick out my own collar and leash. A dog bowl to eat and drink out of when instructed. He made sure to instill respect and obedience in me as second nature, but also stimulated me intellectually, and spiritually. We’d have conversations about music, and politics and life. He’d teach me things and listen acutely as I shared my passions as well.
From picking up His drycleaning to chaperoning His dates with women as chauffer and wallet, being a sounding board for His business, he continued to find uses for me and grant me opportunities to serve. My love, admiration, and respect for King Virgo only continued to bloom and I have not stopped sinking since. He has taught me the most valuable trait for any faggot, perhaps any person, to have – Gratitude. Three years later and it has seen me through every stage of his total domination. When I am given a foot to kiss or massage after long day, I am grateful. When I am given soiled clothes to wash, I am grateful. When I am given an opportunity to prepare breakfast, lunch, dinner and dessert, I am grateful. When I am given His piss to drink, I am grateful. When I am given a meal to cover, a bill to pay, an item to order, I am grateful.
I am grateful because I am HIS. And with that, comes a deep commitment to being the best version of myself because that is what He deserves. I strive to advance my career, my skills, and my aptitude all to protect his investment in me as his property and make good on the potential He sees in me. He’s the greatest man I have ever known. He has my complete and unconditional surrender. There’s little doubt in my mind that I will belong to Him for the rest of my life. And for that certainty, that clarity of purpose so few in this world achieve, I am grateful.
INCREDIBLE!
Speaking as a faggot who has some adjunct, distant-orbit history with Master Virgo, there is so much in this faggot’s adoring testimonial that rings absolutely true. For example, in this we experience His exacting dominance and precise expectations. You see, Master Virgo operates at a very high level, and he expects everyone he allows into his orbit – his women, his associations, his faggots – to elevate and perform at his elite expectations. You can hear that is this faggot’s words.
Now, many faggots fail and fall away under Master Virgo’s withering and relentless demands, but that’s okay. They simply shouldn’t be serving him. He will always have faggots desiring a place kneeling on the ground at his feet. What Master Virgo is doing is training his faggots, shaping them and disciplining them so that they become the best version of themselves.
I think of Master Virgo like a drill sergeant in the military. Nobody likes the drill sergeant at first as he screams in their face and abuses them, forcing them to push their bodies and minds past the breaking point. But what happens after that? The soldiers improve, becoming focused and sharpened to a fine point. By the end of it, they are grateful to the drill sergeant for making them an elite fighting force.
So it is with Master Virgo and his tight stable of elite faggots. He has fashioned and honed his faggots into the best possible versions of themselves, because they represent him and reflect on his great name.
And that view to purposeful training leads to something absolutely wonderful in his personal faggots: self-respect. You can hear that self-respect in the testimony above. Master Virgo values his faggot properties just the way he values the expensive watches, cigars, homes, cars, etc., that decorate and enrich his life. His faggots are buffed to a high shine and made to sparkle in every effort they expend in serving him. Every door opening becomes a chance to experience elite purpose, elevating the faggot and giving it meaning.
To that end, look at the collage Master Virgo created of pics he’s taken with his faggot. How many Masters would take the time to craft a loving emblem of his faithful faggot’s service?
The end result of such rigorous training and elevating is something Tyrell focuses on heavily at the end of his letter: GRATITUDE. He rightly recognizes that, as a faggot, he would’ve been nothing without Master Virgo. He would’ve been lost amongst the rabble, being used and tossed aside or worse, abused and damaged beyond repair.
But Master Virgo looked down upon him and his stable mates and saw potential in them. He gave them purpose in his service, and gave them meaning. And, like any withered plant that is watered and cultivated by a skilled gardener, his faggots have come to life and flourished under his care.
I love this video clip. Watch it first:
Some might see Master Virgo casually dribbling spit on his faggot and recoil. However, I see a faggot at peace, allowed to rest its head on its Master’s leg and watch him adoringly the way a faithful dog stares at its Owner. It’s beautiful.
I am so grateful to Master Virgo for allowing his faggot to write up this very personal tribute, as well as allowing me to publish it for the world to experience. It is my hope that all of the faggots who read this can understand that their purpose as faggots can have meaning in the hands of a straight and truly powerful Alpha King. I also hope that any Alphas reading this will also appreciate that abuse and humiliation isn’t true dominance or power.
Thanks again to Master Virgo for this unprecedented peek into his elite world!
Master Pitter (@flav66612 on X) understands that his faggots need time to worship and meditate on their purpose and his ownership while scent training.
It’s such an easy way to maintain subspace in your stable faggots!
There’s an old saying: “The way to a Man’s heart is through his stomach.” And yeah, Men love a great meal.
But if you’re serving an ALPHA (or want to be), the way to his heart is through his FEET.
You see, food satisfies a Man’s physical hunger, but an Alpha hungers for something greater: POWER and WORSHIP. He craves it the way his body craves air. It fuels everything he believes himself to be and everything he intends to become.
Foot worship is the ultimate act of submission and worship in the eyes of an Alpha, particularly if that foot worship comes from a faggot. When an Alpha sees a faggot debase itself entirely, surrender its masculinity, and kiss his feet, the Alpha swells with tremendous power and aggression.
There will always be a reaction to that simple act!
The following experience came in through my Questions From Readers inbox, but it was long enough and pointed enough that I’m turning it into a proper post so that everyone may learn:
I wanna tell you one experience that I remembered other day, it’s pure hierarchy. When I was 21 yo (now I’m 29) and had a vanilla relationship. At that time I had no idea what hierarchy or faggots/Alpha were, but I already knew that feet turned me on so much, and luckily my ex-boyfriend allowed me to worship his feet. Even though our sex dynamic was pretty vanilla, he was only top and I was only bottom, he always fucked me until he comes and then he kept his cock inside me and I wanked till I cum, almost every time it was like that.
But one day everything changed, we figured out together a new way of pleasing each other. We were having our usual dynamic when after had bred me he took his dick out of my hole and just lay by my side, instead of wanking and cum I instinctively went to the end of the bed, on the floor and started worshipping his feet and then massaging them, I was horny as fuck doing it but at anytime I thought about my dick, I was totally focused in give him pleasure and I wanted him to relax, after around 25 minutes of me worshipping him, he told me to join him in the bed and I obeyed, I didn’t know but he was ready for another round (that’s why he wanted me in the bed) we started kissing and a few minutes later his dick was in my hole again, he gave me another load and this time he left his dick inside me and told me to cum, after I came we stayed in the bed for a few minutes exhausted and in bliss about what had happened.
After that it became a thing between us, every time he gave me a load (in any of my holes) I worshipped his feet and kept myself chaste to receive another load afterwards and it wasn’t something he forced me to do, it was so natural for me, I craved to please him so bad, but I have to say he encouraged me to keep chaste because he realised it was good for our relationship, specially good for him (having an eager boyfriend to unload anytime). At some point he started ordering me to worship his feet and trainers as well before AND after fuck me.
After a while I figured out the world of chastity cages and I bought my first cage, it was a medium holy trainer, we already had broken up when I got this cage, but we still had some contact and I ended up telling him about the cage in a text message, the first thing he said was “I wanna fuck you while you are using the cage, and this time you’re not going to cum at all” and that’s exactly what happened, he arrived at my house, made me lick his trainers clean while he ignored me, then I worshipped his socked feet and his bare feet, he unloaded in my hole and ordered me to massage his feet, probably for 40min, after that he fucked me again, I got another load, he told me to grab a butt plug, he plugged me and said “keep my loads safe inside you until tonight at 10pm and keep the cage on as well” it was 5pm when it happened, this said he dressed up and left. I did exactly what he told me to do and it was the best feeling ever, knowing I had pleased a real man and had his seed inside me. Hierarchy is truth! And as soon as we know our place, the happiest we can be brother Sam.
This perfectly illustrates my point! Can you see how foot worship dialed-up the dominance in this Alpha/faggot dynamic?
Here’s the other thing: faggots need to give in to their natural desire to worship Alphas in this way. Don’t be afraid to even start submitting to an Alpha through foot worship. This faggot followed his instinct, and it paid off dramatically well!
Believe me, true Alphas cannot resist foot worship. The ones who don’t need it simply haven’t experienced it yet. Foot worship and service has been a huge tool in my faggot toolbox in order to serve Alphas and be owned by them!
About two years ago, I took in my then 14 year old nephew. He’s had a very rough life but has turned out to be an amazing kid. He gets good grades, is a multi sport athlete, and has a lot of friends. At 16, he is already exhibiting alpha traits.
For Christmas, he asked for sessions with a personal trainer because he wanted to max his looks. My partner’s ex-boyfriend is a trainer and was willing to take him on.
And oh my God, it has paid off. At the risk of sounding weird, my nephew is a fucking stud. He was always a cute kid and naturally fit, but now with his new workout routine, he has become a GOD among mortals.
And to add to that, he has had a few girlfriends. We talked about safe sex, of course, and he told us he needs condoms with more room. So apparently he is bigger down there too.
What’s more, he has become pretty popular on TikTok and Snapchat. He doesn’t have to post much and gets a ton of likes. He thinks it’s fun, but I think this sort of attention about to awaken the alpha within.
I told him to put his cash tag on his profile. Already he has had a few guys send him money. He doesn’t quite understand his power yet, but I’m encouraging him to lean into it slowly.
My partner is much more dominant and masculine than me and can speak alpha and sports and masc things with him. Even he has noticed that the kid has potential.
Thank you for providing incredible resources. I will find a way to introduce him to your site.
Thanks for the message!
It’s wonderful to see an Alpha that young start to embrace that natural power within himself! I’m glad your partner has gotten him into physical fitness and weight lifting! While I don’t think huge muscles have much to do with Alphahood in general, I think it’s vital for the Alpha during his developing years. It gives the developing Alpha a sense of his physical superiority over inferior males and gets his mind in the framework of besting others. It also helps that he’s receiving tributes from faggots on TikTok, for obvious reasons.
I’m really proud of you and your partner for shepherding your nephew toward his destiny! Keep my posted on his progress!
P.S. I loved it when you said your partner “speaks Alpha”! It really is its own language!
This faggot is an appalling example of disobedience. When an Alpha gives a direct order – particularly one involving his own body – he needs to be respected and obeyed.
The following post is part of a thread chronicling the ascension of a straight Alpha named Mike who has taken ownership of his first faggot named Benjamin. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!
It’s really sad to me that, after almost 10 years teaching Hierarchical truth online (alongside many others), more straight Alphas don’t know about the growth and power available to them through the use and ownership of faggots. Granted, straight Alphas have always used faggots to some degree or another, but through ownership straight Alphas make a leap that other, lesser males cannot ever experience. On the other side of that leap is exponential growth and limitless power.
The possibility of that kind of power was something a smart Alpha like Master Mike couldn’t pass up.
My first encounter with Master Mike occurred when he reprimanded me for not instructing his first faggot Benjamin properly. When I complied, he wrote to me and fully introduced himself to me, and we’ve been discussing his ownership of Benjamin and his plans for further training.
Here’s what Master Mike wrote to me last Thursday after I impressed him:
I am impressed by the fact you posted my reprimand. Very humble even for a faggot. Makes me wish you could join Benji on his reward this weekend. It is the six nations (European rugby contest) final matches on Saturday and I have 3 guys from my rugby team coming to watch at mine. Benji does not know they are coming but he will be attending in his full capacity as my faggot. I have bought a nice thick leather collar for the occasion. He will be serving us snacks and beers as well as a full steak dinner he prepared in the evening. All of it bought with his credit card. They have already been told what to expect and what they can ask of him. It does include a foot cleaning as I have trained him. They have also been told no photographs or getting rough with him. All of then have met Benji before so they will know him by face. They are staying the night and getting breakfast in the morning so Benji should have a full 24 hours of serving 4 straight men simultaneously. I know your pussy will be twitching imagining being in his place, but you will restrain yourself from posting this update until Sunday morning. Benji will not know until they arrive that they are coming. And he will not know until after they leave that they knew before that he was my faggot and would be serving them.
Well, I didn’t hear anything until after the weekend was finished, but it was one hell of an update:
Got a proper account for you about Benjis submission. What a weekend it has been. It started Thursday when I messaged Benji to come over on Friday and happened to mention I was having a shit day. I finish work and head to Thursday rugby practice then head home after. Benji is sat on my doorstep waiting for me. At first I was pissed at him imposing but he said he had messaged offering to come over and cook. I check my phone and what do you know there was a unread message from him. I let him in and he cooked and got on with housework. I was torn whether to punish him for imposing or be happy that he is predicting my wants and needs like a top tier fag.i decided on not punishing him. I did make him phone in sick on Friday though. I had the day off and there were things to do. I was going to be hosting a Six Nations rugby party on Saturday and needed to pick up some snacks. I took Benji’s phone and wallet so he would have no distractions and left him to fully clean my house. He did a satisfactory job of cleaning and once my shopping was unpacked, I took him for a fully supervised clean and reshape of the cage area so he was fully presentable. I had 3 friends coming the next day which Benji didn’t know about. But no fag of mine was going to embarrass me in front of my mates. Then Saturday rolled around. Benji knew I would probably be watching the rugby so he was ready to be serving drinks. He was fully dressed up as a faggot. His chastity cage was polished, he was wearing a leather collar I picked up for him and nothing else.
What he wasn’t expecting was a knock on the door at 10:30. He looked very confused. I told him firmly to get the door. As always he obeyed. I could tell he was terrified. My mates had all been told what to expect and just laughed when he opened the door for them. They walked in like it was nothing and sat around my lounge as I had instructed them. Judging by how red Benji went he humiliated but I was just getting started. He was instructed to get each of us a beer and then to remove their shoes and socks so they could get comfortable. He laid out the snacks for us all and then the matches started. I had him washing my feet during the whole Ireland vs Italy match. And every time my team Ireland scored he was to kiss my feet. For the other matches, I passed him to the others to clean their feet. Only 2 of them accepted, but that is the loss of the third. I think he was worried it was too gay. But it isn’t gay to be served by a faggot.
Benji then made us dinner and we settled in for the final match of the day. Benji’s service had been perfect even though he was humiliated as hell. So I decided to reward him. I called him over and put him directly in front of me. And I offered him my feet. He went to massage them with his hands as usual but I stopped him. Mouth and tongue faggot. He obeyed faster than I thought was possible. I think the little faggot was so excited to finally serve its Master with more then it’s hands. He just kept going and fucking hell did it feel good. His tongue was getting right in between my toes. He seriously has me considering where else that mouth would be of use. He will have to earn that privilege though.
I must have looked like I was loving the treatment as one of the others asked for a turn but I told him absolutely not. My faggot obeys me and will serve as I tell him to. But he will only worship me. I own him and I do not share worship or ownership.
After the last match we just stayed up drinking. Benji was either getting us drinks or kissing and licking my toes. It was very telling that he would not come off my toes unless I told him to get their drinks. He outright ignored their orders if they were counter to mine. I guess that is the hierarchy at work. Two of them stayed the night after drinking that much. Benji was brought into my room where I could keep an eye on him. I allowed him to sleep on my bed at my feet as he did such an incredible job.
This morning he made breakfast for them and then they left. As I am writing this to you he is at my feet giving them another worship session.
Once I have sent this I will be making three things clear to him. One is that he has passed probation. He has proven that he improved my quality of life in his service as a faggot. I will be permanently keeping him as a personal faggot and from here on he is MINE. Two is that as MY faggot he is a member of this household. That means he will get a key and be allowed to live here if he so wishes. The rules are to be obeyed whether he is here or not. He is no longer to treat his flat as somewhere he can behave like a man. No clothes. No furniture. He just has to choose where to obey the rules and I think he will choose my house. Third is that I will do nothing to stop the rugby team from knowing I have a pet faggot. Three of them already saw first hand. All of them come by semi frequently. None of them know Benji’s friends or work colleagues. So I have no interest in hiding it.
So there we are. I am now the official and very proud owner of a faggot. He did a great job this weekend. I think Benji wanted to tell you all this himself but who cares what a faggot wants. He got to start serving my feet this weekend.
Truly a magnificent and glorious display of raw Alpha power by Master Mike! Not only was it an effective way to break Benjamin’s walls of resistance and train obedience into him, but it also taught his Alpha Pack the value of faggot ownership! How can anyone deny the Hierarchical truth powering Master Mike’s decision to take ownership of a personal faggot?
And Master Mike’s blunt statement – “It isn’t gay to be served by a faggot” – is absolutely true, and that truth is explicitly understood only by those straight Alphas powerful enough to own one.
I am taken aback every time I find another straight Alpha who is willing to display such power this openly. In Master Mike’s mind, any member of his Alpha Pack who disagrees with faggot ownership is wrong and not Alpha, essentially. He understands it’s an Alpha’s RIGHT to own and use faggots.
Thank you, Master Mike, for sharing the beginning of your ascension to true power!
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!
I haven’t been writing much from Fabien’s perspective recently because (a) he’s been working tirelessly in service to Master Anthony, and (b) because Master Anthony has recently taken over the storytelling duties as I’ve been able to dig in more in my communications with him.
But I also had another motive: I knew Master Anthony was planning a giant orgy at their shared place that would feature his entire straight Alpha Pack, faggots Fabien and Clement, as well as an unspecified number of girls.
Fabien told me about this event, and I could almost hear him shaking with excitement on the other end of the email. Indeed, I was shaking with a combination of excitement and nerves. I was just hoping the event wouldn’t lead to some sort of drama given the odd mixture of straight Alphas, faggots, and straight females.
Fabien told me a terrific plan he had for the orgy. He went out and bought Romanesque togas for all of the Alphas, and a gold Roman Civic Crown for his Master Anthony (as the God Alpha). I thought this was a masterstroke of genius by the industrious little faggot, and I knew it would be a huge hit.
Things went silent for a couple of days, but today I received this incredible update:
SAM!
OH MY BROTHER! WHAT A NIGHT!
I’m just taking a few minutes to tell you that Saturday night’s orgy went VERY well! We have been about twenty at the flat: Anthony and five of his Alpha brothers, four girls and no less than ten male slaves, including Clément and me! They were from college or gym, and I believe one of them is the brother of one of the guests.
The Men absolutely LOVED dressing up in the style of ancient Rome! Anthony was throned in the center, wearing a beautiful white toga that left half his torso bare, and a laurel wreath on his head!
We slaves wore only our underpants. We worked hard to serve and entertain the Men and their ladies! We had to humiliate ourselves, bark on all fours, catch the food thrown at us, fight each other, crawl on the floor, sing, serve as seats or footrests, worship their feet and muscles and armpits, all under their bursts of laughter and shouts of joy.
The Masters chatted, laughed, ate, drank, danced… And above all, fucked! By the end of the evening, all of them had put their dicks into several slaves’ mouths and asses. The girls also took part in satisfying the Men. I got spit-roasted again! We slaves all had cocks that fucked our throats and asses at the same time! But Anthony was the only one to ass-fuck me, by his own decision. I sucked many dicks and licked many feet, but I’m the only slave who got just one cock in his ass.
Anthony was clearly having a very great time! At the end of the evening, he was French-kissing a lady while two others girls were licking his hard cock and two of my fellow slaves were worshipping his feet. I must confess I felt a hint of jealousy for these girls and my brothers, but I immediately suppressed this feeling by focusing on Anthony’s happiness, which is all that matters! I’m so delighted to see him receive all this adoration! And even then, it’s only a fraction of what he deserves!
Everyone’s still fast asleep this morning, so I’m writing this e-mail taking advantage of being the only one awake. Anthony is in his room with two girls. Henri is in the guest room with another Alpha and another girl. The other three Men and the last girl are huddled together on the sofa bed. Clément and two other slaves have slept with me on the kitchen floor. The others were sent to sleep on the landing and in the stairwell. I’ll check on them after I’ve served breakfast to the Masters. The apartment is an incredible mess! I hope I’ll get some help from my fellow slaves, because it’s going to be very long and very tough to clean and tidy everything up! That’s how it is: for the Superior Men to enjoy themselves and have fun, we inferior males have to work harder! And what a pure bliss to make them happy!
I’m about to wake up my co-slaves in the kitchen to start making breakfast! Bye!
Lots of love!
Fab the fag
Letters like that one drive me forward in this crazy pursuit!
First and foremost, notice that Master Anthony rounded up more faggots so that all of his straight brothers could have plenty of holes to fuck all night! Remember, Master Anthony just started using faggots sexually a few weeks ago, and now THIS happened. But it’s all due to his unparalleled leadership and brazen confidence that anything like this could even happen.
This orgy was a perfect way to mentor his Alpha brothers into trying faggots sexually, because in a Pack setting each Alpha pushes the next to try new things and conquer new obstacles. Unknown to the rest, Master Anthony was actually helping his Alpha brothers unlock power within themselves. And honestly, that’s the best gift one Alpha can bestow on another.
I’m so glad the faggots (including shy Clement) could handle the double penetrations (which I’m sure weren’t gentle). And I really love that Master Anthony fucked his faggot in front of everybody, but like a King retired to bed to fuck two more females while his faggot slept in the kitchen. There is no end to his power.
Fabien had no training or mentorship from anyone except maybe me … and INSTINCT. And that’s important to remember. A natural faggot like Fabien is BORN to serve. He MUST serve. And look how he responds to that call, by serving his Master perfectly! I adore my little brother Fabien!
I haven’t heard from Master Anthony, but I’m sure something’s coming. But regardless, I’m so grateful to hear that this orgy went so well and everyone finished feeling fulfilled and joyful!
