This post is part of a thread following a faggot named Giovanni who is owned by Master Lorenzo. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!
I’ve met so many amazing faggots over the course of ten years, faggots I never imagined would reflect the same values and devotion toward service that I have. When I started this site in 2015, I felt like I was the only sub experiencing these things. Now I’m surrounded by so many impressive faggot brothers, all of whom I’ve come to dearly love and treasure.
One of my dearest little brothers is the adorable Giovanni, the primary faggot of Master Lorenzo. Now, most likely I felt an initial pull toward Gio because of my deep respect and awe for Master Lorenzo (that happens when you make a God Alpha cum!), but Gio’s relentless devotion to proper service and his general enthusiasm made my heart explode.
As you may remember, I recently wrote about Master Lorenzo’s desire to fuck and breed his Alpha brother Master Jose, and how that was planned to happen at the end of August. Now that we are approaching Master Jose’s arrival in Brazil from Mexico, Master Lorenzo has made a special request of his special faggot Giovanni:
Hi Sam!! This is Giovanni <3
how are you today my beautiful brother??
I saw the picture that you put for my last message with the confession and omg I love so much that!! And the ass is really similar to my ass hahaha really is, Lorenzo read everything and said that you found a perfect twink that looks like me, he said that I am a good boy for telling the truth and that it is all good now I don’t need to worry <3 <3 I’m happy with my Master Sam!! he’s so perfect
But I have something to tell you!! Lorenzo told me to talk to you about this. So Jose will arrive here next Sunday!! Omg I’m sooooo excited, and Lorenzo gave to me and to Rafael a very detailed schedule to prepare everything. We are caged of course, but also preparing the house, the right food, the sheets for the bed, the dildos, the lube, the plugs, etc. But last night Lorenzo fucked me missionary, kissing me, and telling how much he loves me, and it was super amazing. After that, I was on his chest as I always do and he said that he want me to be a really good boy for Jose. I said that of course, I would let Jose do anything with me and would always behave well. But them Lorenzo said that he wants to try a double penetration on me!! Omg Sam, I was sooo scared!! He said that his priority will be fucking and breeding Jose, but we’ll have a lot of time to have fun and he wants me to get fucked by them at the same time. He said that Rafael is too tight for that and I have enough experience to try. He thinks it will be important to get closer to his Alpha brother Jose.
I want to be a good boy but I’m sooo scared Sam!! he kissed me again and said that he won’t force me to do it if I don’t want. He said that I can take him in my ass and Jose in my mouth and that’s okay. But he will be really proud of me if I do it. Before we slept, he gave me specific orders to ask your opinion about it and share with your audience this situation.
Our Master Lorenzo is a really good Man, so I don’t need to worry about that. But at the same time I want to make him proud! He saved my life so many times… I think he deserves to have this dp with his brother Jose. I talked to Jose too and he said that he would love to do it and want to see if I will be a good boy for him. Actually Jose said that after submitting to Lorenzo he will fuck me extra hard to prove that he is a real Alpha!! Omg Sam, I’m so excited for next week, but I don’t know what to do!!
If you were in my place Sam, serving this perfect and amazing Master Lorenzo, would you try a dp to please him and Master Jose?? He said “no pressure” and that he will love me no matter what, but want me to ask you before deciding!!
I love you sooo much Sam! Thank you for being my big brother and thank you for this super sexy picture you put to represent me, I love this!! <3 <3
How exciting is that??
Full disclosure: I’ve never been double-penetrated anally before, only the more traditional, Ozzie & Harriet style with one in my throat and the other in my ass. It’s not that I was ever against it, but it was just never brought up. My Masters always remarked how tight my pussy was despite years of use/abuse (thanks, Kegel exercises!), so maybe they figured I’d never get two dicks in there at the same time. I dunno.
Personally, the anal DP always seemed a little awkward and clumsy in porn, with the bottom Alpha’s dick getting less action and satisfaction. Neither Alpha can really see the other one or really control the action, which also seems to defeat some of the purpose. But what do I know?
To answer Gio’s question, I would definitely do it if Master Lorenzo told me he wanted to do that. To prepare, I would be working my hole with the largest dildos I have (I have one huge black dildo that would be perfect). Additionally, I would be trying to stretch my hole as much as I could using Caged Jock’s chopstick method of hole stretching I wrote about here. This could be a fun exercise Master Lorenzo could try with Giovanni to prepare it for the coming DP.
Most of all, Giovanni knows as well as I do that no harm will ever come to him because Master Lorenzo is, first and foremost, a great Protector Alpha. Yes, he sometimes wants to push the limits of his faggots because he is a Man with great power and even greater desires. But regardless, he will never endanger or try to hurt his faggots. That alone should ease my little brother’s fear or anxiety. He’s in the very best hands!
I’m looking forward to Master Jose’s arrival! It should be a hot time of revelry and passion, and many things will be learned under Master Lorenzo’s control!
My brother and friend Giovanni will be right in the middle of it all! What a privilege!
I love you, Gio. Thank you for updating me! (P.S. I made your post header even sexier! A gift!)
The following post is part of a thread chronicling the submission of a faggot named Liam to a younger black co-worker named Master Thabo. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!
The live-in relationships between a Master and his faggot can vary wildly from Master to Master, or even between multiple faggots of the same Master. Every situation is different, as are the preferred approaches of each Master.
In the times when I’ve been owned long-term, each Master emphasized different expectations. As the house faggot, it was my job to simply forget about any previous programming I’d received and fulfill my current Master’s preferences. Given how mouthy and opinionated I was in my early life, you can imagine the difficulties I had!
I wonder how I would’ve reacted if any of my Masters had done what Master Thabo has done with his live-in faggot Liam.
You see, Master Thabo has created a printed list of house rules for Liam to follow and obey. This list is posted in the main hallway upon entering their home, and is plainly visible to all visitors.
Visitors like Liam’s family, who live not far from them and visit regularly.
Liam shared the list with me:
Rules Of the house.
Liam is a faggot for the use of any black men
Liam will always be naked at home unless given permission otherwise by Thabo or another black man.
Liam will give up his ass and his mouth to any black man on demand.
Liam will never attempt to conceal any part of his body.
Liam will allow his body to be inspected whenever demanded.
Liam will not close any doors.
Liam’s willy will always remain locked in a cage unless otherwise directed by Thabo
I think it’s interesting that the list focuses almost exclusively on sexual service and bodily preparedness. There’s no mention of domestic duties or expectations of such.
I can only imagine what goes through the minds of Liam’s parents when they see that list mounted proudly in the home of their faggot son!
The following post is part of a thread chronicling the submission of a faggot named Liam to a younger black co-worker named Master Thabo. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!
I get a lot of questions (mainly from faggots) about how to serve Alphas they know from their workplace. It’s only natural given how much time we all spend at work and the nature of the workplace as a largely Alpha environment. Of course, approaching a workplace Alpha for service is tougher today given the stricter rules surrounding workplace harassment.
But sometimes good fortune smiles on a faggot with a pure desire to be of service.
Recently I was privileged to meet a faggot named Liam, and he told me the extraordinary story of how he came to be owned by a younger black Alpha named Thabo. The ending will really surprise you!
I am now 41 so probably deemed an older fag, and I didn’t fully start to acknowledge my status until I came across the old website about 8 years ago.
Before then I had a couple of failed female relationships, and managed to father a child.
However there was always something missing. Growing up I had interactions with other boys but had always put it down to teenage hormones.
Anyway 8 years ago I started to explore the notion of being an Alpha. It was around that time I had just broken up with the mother of my child, I was living alone, and the more I read the more I recognised myself in the stories of Alphas/Faggots.
I was a bit drunk one evening (And I have to say a bit depressed about my current situation). I went onto Grindr and started looking around me. Initially I wasn’t sure I wanted to meet, but I wanted to see what was out there – one profile attracted my attention. It was a black guy – no face pics, but he was advertising that he was looking for a faggot cocksucker. The word faggot was what struck me the most.
After an hour or two of deliberation, I plucked up the courage to say a simple hello.
What followed was a solid 5 hours of exchanging messages. I asked him about the use of that word, and explained about the hierarchy I was discovering. He recognised it too, and had also seen the FWA website. Slowly but surely he started to show the Alpha he was – coaxing me into submitting to him. That evening, even though we didn’t meet, he coaxed me to serve him – sending pictures of myself. We even exchanged phone numbers and he had me on a video call humiliating myself. I never saw his face, just his torso.
Roll on the next day and I couldn’t get him out of my head, but I still didn’t know his name, or what he looked like. I messaged him a good morning but didn’t get a response. Hours passed and nothing. Figuring it was a one hit encounter I focussed on my work – I am a junior manager at the firm I work for.
Throughout the work day I walked down to the warehouse, and started to notice the people down there – mostly black people.
I carried out what I needed to do and returned to my office, when I realised I had a whatsapp message. It was him – commenting on how I looked very different in my work suit compared to my birthday suit.
By this point reality hit in- He worked for the same firm as me. I was panicking, and pleaded with him to be discreet. He replied laughing and said don’t worry – the secret is safe for now, as long as I was a good boy. He then said for me to meet him in a rarely used bathroom next to the warehouse at 4pm. He wanted to find me standing facing the wall, hands on my head. I still didn’t know who he was!
The next two hours were a form of torture – 4pm never seemed so far away, but eventually it came, and I nervously walked down. I passed various colleagues who exchanged pleasantries, offered to go for a post work drink, and so on, and all I could think about was what was coming.
I found the bathroom, and entered, nervously. I adopted the position and waited. My mouth dry, legs slightly shaking until after 10 minutes the door opened. And then he was there, behind me. I fought every instinct to turn around, as he reached round me, undid my belt and slid down my pants and underwear. He told me to kick off my shoes and socks and step out of my pants. He then picked up my boxers, placed them over my head and told me to turn round and kneel.
I sucked him off – there and then, still unable to see him until he eventually came in my mouth.
He then pushed a sock into my mouth and pulled the boxers off my head.
For the first time I saw who he was – he worked in the warehouse and was at least 3 levels of seniority below me, yet somehow he wasn’t. He was an Alpha. He held the sock in my mouth and started to speak, explaining how he now owned me, and I was going to do everything he said, otherwise my pictures were being shared to everyone in the office.
That was my first interaction with him, and I knew from then on I was his. Of course there was some reluctance on my part – I had never been a faggot before, but he trained me. He has shown incredible amounts of patience, molding me into what he wanted.
During Covid he moved in with me, (During a period lockdowns were relaxed). Then another lockdown hit and we had a lot of time together, where he could really cement my training. He controlled everything – my phone, my clothing, even my money (He has never asked me for money, but he does control what I can spend it on). More and more I got used to being kept naked, caged and controlled. He started showing me off to his black friends when they were on zoom calls together, and damn that was humiliating.
He still lives with me, and we have progressed that now I am always kept naked at home. Everyone connected to me personally knows my status. He shares me with his alpha friends, both sexually and domestically.
We are planning to get married soon, but the service will be around me declaring my servitude to him.
I think I have covered most of our Journey, I am sure there are parts that people will want more detail on though, so happy to expand where people want it.
Fag Liam
Can you believe how well that worked out??
First of all, I’m really humbled and surprised that both Liam and Master Thabo were readers of FagsWorshipAlphas.com, the site that led into this one. That site and this one (as well as the podcast) have had more reach and influence than I ever anticipated when I started it ten years ago! While I’m sure Master Thabo needed little help from me to embrace his truth, it’s nice that my work helped Liam accept his faghood and finally take the steps needed to find fulfillment!
That bathroom encounter was a bold first move, but anybody who knows anything about black Alphas knows they fear very little. They have the dick and the power to make any opposers stand down and/or submit. But the more significant impact of his bold first move was to impress upon his new faggot Liam that he is a fearless Master who expects obedience and service wherever he might demand it.
It seems like Master Thabo has done an excellent job training Liam to be exactly that obedient slave every black Alpha deserves, including serving his Alpha Pack brothers sexually and domestically! This is a wonderful compliment Master Thabo is paying Liam, because he is proud of his faggot!
In fact, he’s so proud of his faggot that he’s planning to MARRY him! For those keeping score, this will be the FIFTH Alpha/faggot marriage to come (in part) from this site and my efforts! Name another site anywhere on the World Wide Web that can match the record of what is being accomplished here DAILY! Don’t even bother because it doesn’t exist!
I think Liam’s story should be one all aging faggots should meditate upon. Sure, Liam is just 41 years old, so it’s not like he’s ready for the old folk’s home … but he’s obviously insecure about it (mainly due to the fact that his Master is several years younger). My point is this: it’s NEVER too late to find an Alpha to serve in some way! Humble yourself and earnestly offer yourself, and Alphas will find a way to use you and incorporate you into their lives!
I thank my brother Liam for sharing his incredible story!
Look at the targeted thrusts and the tightly-gripped hair. This is fucking with purpose. This is a training fuck designed to instruct his fggt about its purpose. Only Alphas have the authority to do this kind of brainwashing fucking and breeding. #HierarchyIsTruth
I’m Timothy, and I have a question about how to move forward.
I’m 24 years old, European, and for a long time, I considered myself a versatile bisexual guy, although I dated other guys. I’ve been in relationships, so I wasn’t hooking up, but all the time, I’ve been extremely horny. I always knew I had a lot of stamina and a willingness to dominate, but some of it surfaced just recently.
A few months ago, after a very short time being together, I married the love of my life (also because of some documentation needs). It was a spontaneous decision, but we knew we were made for each other. Up to that point, we mainly had oral sex, and I’d always put him to cocksucking, never the other way. So when we finally married, we said ok to anal sex without protection, since we tested neg for STDs (I don’t want to potentially expose my boy). And so I fucked him, and he loved it a lot. I can go for hours, and he enjoys it. I throatfuck him and put it in from the back, and he always cums ropes.
Since at the beginning of the relationship we said we’re both verse, I didn’t mind him trying to fuck me. But when we actually try, he always gets soft. He comes up with some excuse about the lube making it not work, but I feel it’s bullshit. I also realised that I don’t want to be fucked by him but just want to breed his hole, and maybe not just his. I am just so buzzed with energy; I feel like I want to dominate and dominate hard. My husband, let’s call him Fel, seems to just be a perfect bottom, or perhaps a fag; he just doesn’t know it or doesn’t want to admit it yet.
I wonder, what can I do to see how he feels about it? How can I possibly become the alpha that I know I am? Perhaps I felt limited by conventions and norms, but a few weeks ago, I came across this blog and X account previously, and I have been thinking about it. I was thinking maybe I should casually introduce him to a cage as a roleplay and see if it leads him to some more thinking.
I just know I would be a damn good alpha, but I also imagine things get complicated when there are feelings for a person. Is there any way to reach out to you for some chat and talk this more, bouncing email-style messages sometimes gets tricky hahaha.
I’d appreciate your advice! Thanks,
Tim
Master, thank you very much for writing to me!
First of all, congratulations on the marriage! It sounds like you’ve found someone with whom you are quite compatible, even more than you initially knew!
Let me get this out of the way, Master: there is no doubt you’re Alpha. You were born to be served, serviced, and worshiped.
Your husband is definitely your faggot. Now, that doesn’t diminish or demean him in any way; that’s simply his purpose. It’s okay to call your marriage mate “faggot” and use him as such because that is simply the reason he was born.
You can tell the truth of this by two things you wrote above. Firstly, the fact that you feel “buzzed all the time” tells me you’re swelling with power. Your dominance is growing.
Then you also mention how your faggot couldn’t get hard when trying to enter you. That’s because he’s not born to fuck anyone; it’s unnatural and frankly a source of great anxiety for him.
So you are Alpha, and he’s your faggot. Master and servant.
To help him accept it, you might show him this response. You might also put him on his knees and do scent training with him while using call/response to get him to admit/accept that he is a faggot. Start calling him “good boy” or “good faggot” when he pleases you. Some faggots really struggle with embracing this truth about themselves, and require safety and warm encouragement from trusted sources like a spouse. But honestly, Fel will feel so much more complete once he does.
Your idea to put Fel in chastity is intriguing. Many Masters I know are probably reading this and demanding that I recommend it to you, Master, but I won’t go that far. I certainly think it’ll do wonders for him at some point (maybe even now), but I don’t want to overwhelm him.
But as for you, Master, you’re fully Alpha already and growing more powerful by the day. I can definitely see you bringing on a fag or two for additional worship and service. Why would you ever deny yourself what you deserve as a young King?
Master, I’m always available to talk via email at hierarchyuniversity@gmail.com.
This post is part of a thread following a faggot named Giovanni who is owned by Master Lorenzo. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!
I fall in love with some of the fag brothers who write to me a lot and share their feelings with me. In the past there were cute little fags like Guillaume or Titouan, or all of the seven fags owned by the straight Alphas in Toronto. These days adorable faggots like baby bunny Jimmy or Fabien have my heart.
And then there’s little Giovanni, primary faggot of Master Lorenzo. He’s special to me because I have been there every step of the way with him as he was acquired by Master Lorenzo, and Gio has shared every fear and every triumph along his path of fulfillment in endless emails. Most importantly, I know how much Gio pleases our mutual Master Lorenzo, and that fills me with great pride and joy.
Several months ago Master Lorenzo ordered everyone in his realm to cease all communication with me (and everyone else), a move that crushed and confused me. Making it worse was the fact that I wasn’t given very clear reasons why, so it felt like I was being punished. Now, I’m an experienced faggot who knows that sometimes Alphas make decisions we don’t understand, but our job is to obey and accept their direction … so that’s what I did when Master Lorenzo ordered a blackout. I accepted it and moved on.
Even after Master Lorenzo returned to me months later, I didn’t ask for reasons like a jilted lover. I’m his faggot; I was sure he had his reasons.
But now Master Lorenzo ordered Giovanni to write to me and explain what happened.
Helloooo brother Sam!! this is Giovanni from Brazil <3 <3
omg Sam, so much things happened… I really want to talk to you. I need to tell you something wrong that I did, I think you will be angry with me. I was talking with other men in the twitter, and this is why everything changed. You know when my papi and Master Lorenzo told you that we would disappear for some time? It was right after he found out about my twitter. I will explain to you: I was just curious using twitter and one day I sent a picture of me wearing lingerie to another man, without showing my face. I thought it was okay and Lorenzo would not be upset, so I continued to do this. This guy sent my picture to other guys, then when I saw there was soooo many guys asking my videos and pictures. One day one of them wanted me to send him money to do findom, so I told everything to Lorenzo and he was sooooo disappointed with me, so he told me that everybody from the family (I, Rafael, Bruno, Juan, and Jose) would quit social media and we would be together as a family without Internet. Lorenzo said that he didn’t want to tell you this part of the story because you would be upset with me, but I want to be honest. Sam, I thought before that Lorenzo would punish me just spanking my ass and then fucking me really hard, but no! He stopped fucking me for 2 weeks and put me grounded without Internet for 6 months!!! I could only use whatsapp to talk with my friends and my family, but no social media without his supervision. Yesterday it was 5 months of my punishment, but Lorenzo told me that I have been a really good boy for him, so he gave me permission to talk to you, but on the website, he wants me to share my questions and stories with you, but on the site now, not in the private email <3 <3 This is why we changed, it’s all my fault, and I hope you won’t be angry with me, Sam. But I love you soooo much, brother <3 And I miss you, Lorenzo forgived me for what I did and I hope you will forgive me too because I really love you <3
Another thing brother: I’m sooo excited with Jose coming here to Master’s house. He will be 1 week with us and I think it will be soooo hot to see my Master fucking him, omg!! And I am sure he will want to fuck me to, so I’m getting ready
I love you Sam <3 Now the things will be back to normal. I think Lorenzo was too hard on this punishment to me without social media, but I understand that I was wrong, and now he is okay again, he even said that he love me
(I am loving so much the nursing school!!! I will be a really committed and sexy nurse one day)
Just from reading that you can tell that Giovanni is just the craziest, silliest, cutest little faggot in the world, right?
There’s no way in the world I would be angry or disappointed in my brother Gio. I mean, I wish he would keep focused on the God Alpha he serves rather than lust after every Alpha he sees, but Gio’s young. When I was Gio’s age I was doing far worse!
And Master Lorenzo is a generous owner, allowing his Alpha brothers to fuck Gio as well in order to give Gio other dicks to service. Eager, hungry faggots like Gio (or Jimmy, or Fabien, or most faggots) need to be fed and bred, but they must also be cultivated, nurtured, and pruned through discipline.
I love that Master Lorenzo is putting Gio through nursing school. What a terrific vocation for a faggot (Chin, the faggot of Master Jin, is also a nurse), because it utilizes and enhances a faggot’s caring, service-oriented mindset. I’m incredibly proud of Gio for this!
But most of all, I just want to say that I’m not mad at my brother at all.
And I love you, little Gio. Thank you for being my friend, my brother, and my inspiration.
The following post is part of a thread following a 30-year-old Italian Alpha named Francesco who is living in America with a 19-year-old faggot. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!
Master Francesco has been a breath of fresh air on the site very recently. I love dealing with established Alpha Masters who fully invest in faggot ownership and training the way he does!
Recently Master Francesco asked a question about how his faggot was struggling to handle his diet designed to help his pussy be quite clean for fucking at any time. Multiple faggots asked me if I knew anything about that diet plan (which I didn’t … I barely knew HIM!), so I reached out to Master Francesco to see if he’d be willing to share his guidance with the many fags here.
Fortunately he was willing, because the diet plan he lays out is absolutely excellent. I know a little something about nutrition (primarily because I’m a faggot and I want to be clean), and quite a few things I incorporate in my diet are items Master Francesco expects!
Check it out:
Hi, this is Francesco again. I just saw your answer to my last message and, as you requested, I will share a complete diet for faggots. In general, I am not strict about how my faggots must behave, talk, live, or dress. But I am really strict about their diet. I had a sub boyfriend for 8 years and he wouldn’t eat one cookie without asking for my permission first. My current boy is much younger and way less obedient, so I’ve been struggling with him, but anyway, let’s go to the diet, boys:
MASTER FRANCESCO’S DIET FOR GOOD FAGGOTS
In the morning: a) fiber gummies with vitamins every day and drink 700ml of fresh water. I also recommend to squeeze a lemon with the water and drink it before having breakfast to protect the fag’s body from free radicals. For those in America, you can easily find the gummies at CVS or any similar pharmacy;
b) breakfast: avoid too much bread, potatoes, or bacon. What I tell my boys to eat is: oatmeal with blueberries and blackberries, mixed with 1 spoonful of chia seeds. The boy can add 1 spoonful of peanut butter without sugar for flavor, if he wants. Then 2 boiled eggs with little salt and pepper.
c) between breakfast and lunch, the boy must drink at least 1 liter of water.
In the afternoon: a) lunch: baked potatoes with salt and pepper (french fries are only allowed once a week), green leaves (spinach, lettuce, arugula, etc), 1 tomato, 1 small cucumber. As a protein, the boy can bake tilapia, salmon, or chicken breast in the oven with garlic, onions, pepper, and salt. It’s also important to only use extra virgin olive oil for dressing;
b) if the boys wants a dessert or a snack, he should have an apple or an orange. Chocolate or any highly processed sweet is allowed twice a month.
c) between lunch and dinner, the boy must drink 1 liter of water.
At night: a) dinner: salad of grains (garbanzo beans, corn, and peas), brown rice (white rice should be avoided), salad (the boy can use the leftovers from lunch), and fish. If the boy wants to have chicken for lunch, dinner should ideally be fish, because fish digests much faster than chicken, so the boy’s hole will likely be ready for fucking a few hours after having dinner. Also, if the fag knows that his Man wants to fuck him, the boy should never skip too many meals, but I recommend the boy to have just grains, salad, and rice for dinner.
b) Before going to bed, the boy must also drink 1 more liter of water.
Important observation: Drinking at least 3 liters of water is fundamental for any good boy who wants to be a nice bottom for his Man. Water makes digestion much easier, besides making the boy’s skin look prettier. If the boy follows this diet without drinking enough water, his hole will not be properly ready at night for fucking.
I hope this diet helps you and your audience, Sam. I love talking about food and it’s a pleasure for me to share it with you.
But do you know what is funny? My ex-boyfriend was Italian and all the Italian, Swiss, and French fags I’ve fucked in the past would followed my orders with very little complaint. However, as you already know, my current fag is giving me a tough time, and he is not the first American fag to refuse to follow my diet. I am currently working on an American version of this diet, less restrictive because I don’t wanna force anything into my boy. If this is too hard for American fags to follow, I will develop another version of it (including some McDonald’s and KFC lol), because now that I’m single again I wanna explore more American fags, and eventually own a handful of them. Although cooking is traditionally a female/fag duty, I personally like to cook for my boys to make sure I will have full control of what they put inside their bodies.
I’m not a fag and I’m not American, so I have no clue. But you Sam are both American and a fag, so you can tell me if this diet sounds too restrictive for your people. In any case, I guarantee that if any boy follows my rules his hole will be always ready, and his Man will be really satisfied.
We’ll stay in touch, Sam. Let’s see how my new American fag will behave from now on.
As I said at the outset, Master Francesco’s diet is remarkably pure and (how else can I put this?) European. It’s no secret that Europe’s standards for food are higher than America’s in every single respect. That’s doubly true of Italy (Master’s home country), a veritable food paradise. In Europe, even “fatty” foods are fine because they are made with pure ingredients and completely lacking in the processed garbage found in an American counterpart.
I think every faggot should try their best to adhere to this magnificent diet. Not only will it assure a clean pussy for every Alpha that wants to use it, but it will also help faggots maintain their weight (or help chubbier fags to get into shape). That is especially true of the little faggot currently owned by Master Francesco himself! How awesome it is to have a great Alpha King use his mind and his insight (as well as his time) to craft such a guide for faggots everywhere!
Thank you, Master Francesco!
[RELATED NOTE: I’ve found a post from FWA entitled “Into The Shit” that I wrote about an unfortunate and embarrassing encounter I had when I wasn’t taking good and regular care of my diet. I’m going to publish it immediately so this post and that one can be linked together. – sam the faggot]
What can we say? Older Alphas know what faggots need and how to train their bodies and minds better than younger Alphas. Are you willing to serve them?
This is Master Francesco again. Thanks for your answer to my previous question about an ideal dier for a fag. I honestly think I made a good diet plan for my boy but it’s been really hard to convince him. He accepted the fiber gummies because they taste like candy, but he says fruits and vegetables are too much lol I’m making a big effort, but it’s pointless, so I’d like to know your thoughts, Sam. I don’t think punishing him will work, so I wanna find better ways to fuck a fag with such a bad diet. He loves your work, so you can answer this message and talk directly to both of us if you’d like.
Thanks, Sam
Master, thank you very much for writing back to me!
First of all, I’m grateful for a second opportunity to address you because, after your first question, multiple fags asked me what kind of diet you designed for your faggot. So I ask that you please share your faggot’s recommended diet, Master.
Aside from what you’ve already mentioned as recommended dietary steps, I don’t have a ton of additional ideas. The best diet plan for keeping a faggot’s pussy clean involves eating mainly vegetables, low intake of sugar and processed foods, and generally small portions. It’s not really rocket science.
I would like to direct this to your faggot, though: I’m a little surprised and frustrated that any faggot who follows and/or admires my work would be so disobedient and resistant to the direction of its Master. There is no excuse for back talk or hissy fits over vegetables. Your Master is trying to improve you so that you’re more fuckable.
My name is John, I’m 30. I was married to a woman for 10 years and gota divorce a few months ago. When I left home, I decided to share my apartment with a fried from work and we get a long very well. He likes to cook and do the chores and usually do not ask anything in return, but for me that’s natural because I usually pay more bills, so it is fair. However, last month, after a long day at work, he asked me if I wanted a foot massage. I thought it was a little awkward at first, but I let him do it, and it felt really relaxing. After that day, he is always begging to massage my feet, specially when I come back from the gym. My older brother is gay and when I told him that something was weird with all these foot massages, he immediately said “bro, this guy wants to suck your cock”
I don’t think so, because as long as I’m concerned, he is straight too. But I admit that, as a straight man, I don’t feel like giving my friends massages so often. My brother sent me this link on whatsapp and told me that you’re a specialist in male behavior. I was surprised to see that this is a gay porn website and thought my brother was joking, but he insisted that I should reach out because you’ll know what to say. I am a big ally and love my brother but I have no intention to have any sort of homosexual relationship.
Sir, thank you so much for writing to me! I also thank your brother for sending you my way!
Just based on what you told me I must agree with your brother: your roommate is either a faggot, or an unrealized faggot.
Like you said, as a straight Man you have no desire to rub the feet of your friends. Why is your roommate wanting to do that? Also, why is your roommate so eagerly doing chores for you?
Almost all faggots have foot fetishes, and craving is so intense that Men can easily flush out a faggot by simply taking off their shoes and watching the fag get flustered. It cannot be hidden. A faggot can always be revealed through its addiction to feet and bulges.
So what will you do with this faggot now that you know what it is, Sir? Kick it out?
I’m certainly not going to suggest you get into a “homosexual relationship” with the faggot, Sir, but as this “porn site” proves, straight Men and straight Alphas use/own faggots all the time. I invite you to check out the many true stories of such things in the right sidebar, Sir.
Using a faggot doesn’t turn a straight Man gay any more than using a Fleshlight turns a Man into a doll fucker. In fact, straight Men who own/use faggots typically feel more powerful because of the fact that even males are subjugated by their power.
But I’m not going to try to convince you of anything you don’t want to try, Sir. You’re already benefitting from this live-in faggot’s worship, so you can leave it at that.
But if you’re feeling bolder (or want a definitive answer), I suggest that you order the fag to kneel at your feet while you’re standing over it and ask it if it is a faggot. Order it to kiss your feet. Repeat this several times. I think you will be surprised by what happens, Sir.
If you want, you can scent train the faggot by having it sniff your balls through your pants, or your armpits.
These things I’m suggesting to you aren’t gay, just nature. Animals do this stuff, too. I suggest them because it will reveal great Hierarchical truths to you and open your mind to your true power, Sir.
I’m always open to helping you privately via email, Sir. My email is hierarchyuniversity@gmail.com. Thank you, Sir!
What’re your thoughts on subs like CagedJock on twitter? Or other subs who dominate subs?
This is an excellent question, so I thank you for asking it! As you might recall, I published an article about the faggot hierarchy. At the top of that hierarchy are “mentor faggots” who understand training (based on experience in all aspects of fag service) and also understand the needs of a faggot. Cagedjock is absolutely a mentor faggot (who also has a little bit of a BDSM kink), so it’s unsurprising that he occasionally doms a fag. As a mentor faggot myself, I could very easily do the same. In fact, that’s why I’m so effective in advising Alphas on how to take ownership of faggots. I know exactly what a faggot needs to be improved and encouraged.
The following post is part of a thread following the development of a deep Master/faggot relationship between a faggot named Alberto and his straight childhood friend and Master Andre. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!
When my brother Alberto wrote to tell me how straight Master Andre got rid of his conniving, manipulative girlfriend Angela (HERE), I asked Alberto to finally show his Master the entire thread concerning their lives. At the very least, I wanted to show respect to a great Alpha like him, but I also hoped he might more fully understand Hierarchy by putting his experience in greater context.
I knew Alberto would do it, because he is an excellent faggot. Good boy, Alberto! I’m proud of you!
What follows is Master Andre’s most incredible response to what he discovered. Through his words we can see the righteous heart of a natural-born Protector Alpha and true King:
Hi, I am not sure how to start this letter, but my name is Andre. You have been talking to my friend Alberto and my ex-girlfriend Angela. Last night, Alberto told me everything that goes on here and sent me a link with all the posts from Angela and himself, since April. I read every single word and at first was quite upset that my story was being shared for thousands of people without my consent. But Alberto was right next to me and told me that he did not want to do it, he just reached out to you after everything that happened with Angela. And that’s okay, it’s no reason to be mad at him.
Now that everybody knows what is going on, I’d like to know the famous Sam as well, since Angela and Alberto seem to really enjoy what you do here. What Alberto said about us is all true, we’ve been friends since we were born and I have always protected him. When we were at high school, everybody liked me, I went out with many girls, and I had no problems at all with the guys. But I lost many friends defending Alberto (and I would’ve lost all of them to protect my little brother). I remember one day that I was at soccer practice, came back to the classroom, and found Alberto alone crying at the corner of the room, with one of my closest friends laughing. The teacher hasn’t come yet, so there was just a bunch of students there. Some girls hanging out, some guys talking, and them Alberto was the only one by himself, crying and nobody was doing anything. I could feel my blood boiling looking at Alberto lonely like that, so I ignored everyone else and went to him like an arrow to the corner of the room. I first asked if he was hurt because some guys had already tried to punch him for being gay and I was always around to save him. He hugged me when I approached him, saying that he wasn’t hurt, but he was feeling embarrassed because that guy laughing (who was my friend from soccer) had spit on him. Then he showed me his uniform and there was a disgusting spit already drying out on his t-shirt.
I turned to the guy still laughing at Alberto and asked what was going on. The guy, probably thinking that I would laugh with him, just said “well, if he wants to be a faggot, he needs to get used to it.” Alberto had not stopped crying yet, he was so afraid, he was shaking in fear at the corner of the room, afraid of even looking at the guy. My only reaction was grabbing the guy with my left hand and punching him with my right hand three times, right to his face. When he tried to punch back, I spit right on his eyes and said “you’re right, it feels good to spit on a faggot”. When the teacher entered the room, she saw Alberto crying, the other guy with a bleeding mouth and spit on his face, and I was standing between them. We were all sent to the principal’s room and we were all suspended, including Alberto who had not done anything wrong, but the homophobic slut always found ways to punish him for being a victim. We went back home and Alberto couldn’t stop repeating how sorry he was because I got in trouble because of him, I told him that I did what I should have done and he shouldn’t be sorry for anything. He was really embarrassed and disgusted for that shirt with the guy’s spit, so I took my shirt off, gave it to him, and threw his shirt out. So we walked down the street side by side, I was shirtless, he was wearing a shirt twice his size. But at least nobody would hurt him with me there.
I was 17 and I know my attitude was wrong, I shouldn’t have punched the guy, nor used the expression “faggot” as a slur to insult him. I should have taken care of Alberto instead of unleashing my anger on his bully. In any case, this is just one of the many times I got in trouble to protect him and I would have done everything again if I could go back in time. The whole point is that Alberto is really important to me. He is more important than any of my family members, to be honest. I wake up everyday thinking about how to make sure he is safe, protected, and happy. For this reason, a lot of people think that I am gay or that we are a couple. And I want to make it very clear, now that my life is public here: I am not gay, I have never thought about being gay, I have no doubts about that. I love women, I feel attraction for women, and I want to get married one day and have children with a woman.
Moreover, before meeting Angela, I had always seen Alberto as a little brother, so I would never feel any sort of sexual attraction toward him, even if he was a girl. But Angela gets really horny when she sees strong men fucking submissive men, and she insisted a lot, you have no idea. She said in her first post that I said “a hole is a hole” but this is a complete lie. First, I had never thought about being with another man before. Also, I would never refer to Alberto as “a hole”, he’s the most important person in my life. What happened in fact is that Angela basically blackmailed me and after three or four fucks, she said that she would not let me fuck her again, unless I brought a third one to our bed. His pussy was a great fuck, so I tried to convince her to forget about that, but she was totally inflexible. That was the only reason why I considered touching another man. Otherwise, I would never do it. She also said that we had “the right amount of wine”, but that was not the case either. She brought a lot of alcohol one night and did not drink anything, she kept insisting on to drink a lot, but she remained sober the whole time. When Alberto and I were completely drunk, she put my dick out pretending that she would suck it, and then she forced Alberto’s head against my cock. We never agreed to do it, but we were too drunk, and I was barely reacting at that point.
On the next morning, she told me that if I didn’t start fucking her with Alberto by my side she would tell all my friends and family that I was in the closet and that I have always been Alberto’s boyfriend, since middle school, which couldn’t be more false. But I didn’t want her to go around spreading this lie, so I decided to let Alberto suck me one day and at first it was really weird, but he confessed all the feelings he had for me and said that would be a great honor if I allowed him to touch my cock. So I let him do it and I won’t lie: I started enjoying it, although it felt weird for several days until I got used to it.
Another important thing that I must say is that Angela did all this scheme because she is really into that. She would love touching herself while Alberto was on all fours for me, but she has never thought about Alberto. What she said about Alberto not being smooth for me and I got angry at him is ridiculous, that never happened that way. What really happened that night is that Alberto in fact was a little hairy and when I saw him that way I told him that I wasn’t comfortable fucking him, but I immediately said that he could just stay with us, suck my dick, and have a good time. But Angela then said that if he wasn’t ready to take my cock, he could leave and wait in the other room. I never told him to leave, she lied for you. I was too horny, so I didn’t discuss, and banged her really hard, this part is true. But as soon as I finished, I went out to get Alberto in my arms, and told him that everything was fine, I didn’t want him to be upset. Then he sucked me (much better than Angela, btw), and I gave him a load to taste before going to bed.
Anyway, I think this is enough for you to know how selfish Angela was. Alberto’s last post, unlike hers, is 100% true in every single detail. But I also want to add that, besides trying to deceive me and getting pregnant without telling me, she would always talk to me when we were alone trying to get rid of Alberto. When we were in bed by ourselves she would say things like “you know, one day you will need to send Alberto back to his house, he can’t be here forever”. She literally just wanted Alberto’s hole to get horny watching me as I fuck him, and never more. Alberto is too naive sometimes and he thought they were friends, but she only wanted to fulfill her fantasy using the two of us. Now she will need to find somebody else because I don’t want her in my house ever again.
I admit that everything is really new to me. I have been fucking girls since I was 15, but now I am also fucking my best friend and it still is a little confusing. But at the same time I don’t want to stop having sex with Alberto. The way he looks at me, the way he follows what I tell him to do, the way he cooks and cleans the whole house. It’s difficult to describe how sweet he is. I haven’t seen your whole website yet, but I feel I have a lot to learn about what you call hierarchy. I would never call Alberto a “faggot” because this is a horrible word for me, but he’s trying to show me what it really means among homosexuals. I don’t know if I am bisexual, but I don’t think so because I do not get horny watching two guys making out. But when Alberto comes to my room completely naked I can only think about putting some cum deep inside of him.
I wanted to turn this page and introduce myself to you, Sam. I have no idea about what will happen next, but Alberto is my little brother and my best friend. Just like I got suspended multiple times in school protecting him, I will never let a woman separate us, no matter what it takes.
It is nice to meet you, Sam. Take care.
Best,
André.
Magnificent! What a breathtaking ode to deep friendship, true love, and the unrelenting power of a straight Protector Alpha!
I’ll talk directly to you, Master Andre, for the remainder of this post.
Master, first of all I thank you and praise you for what you’ve grown to be and the deep relationship you’ve built with Alberto. It’s one built on now decades of trust and loyalty and love. It’s an unshakeable bond, mainly due to your powerful Alpha instincts and Alberto’s submissive devotion.
But let me clear up a few of your concerns.
First of all, you are not bisexual or gay. You’re a straight Alpha. Straight Men have always owned and used faggots, not because they’re confused or can’t get pussy, but because of the POWER they feel when they are served by fags. If you glance through the stories embedded in the right sidebar, you’ll find thread after thread of real-life stories involving straight Alphas who have discovered the truth of faggot ownership and greater power. I think you are already understanding some of that through your use and ownership of Alberto.
And Master, I can appreciate your noble dislike of the term “faggot” to describe Alberto or myself. It shows you have a good heart. But I assure you that true faggots like us do not consider the term to be an insult, but rather a validation. We faggots are made by nature to serve and please Men like you, Master. There are few things more thrilling to us than to hear Men like you say “good boy” or “good faggot” because we feel validated in our natural role. I hope you understand this, Master.
I wanted to address the awesome statement you made about your newfound desire to pump your cum into Alberto when you see him. Why do you think that is? You may not realize it consciously, but Men (and particularly Alphas) use their cum to mark their territory, to claim people as property. By feeding/breeding Alberto, you’re staking your claim as his Owner, his Master. It is the deepest possible union, as your DNA is now part of Alberto’s bloodstream and you’ve marked him body and soul. He’s your faggot forever, Master!
So what’s next? You could take additional steps of ownership, like putting a chastity cage on Alberto or maybe putting a collar on him. I’m sure chastity cages seem like a punishment to you, Master (and sometimes they are used that way), but chastity cages also help faggots deepen their submission and respect for Alpha cock. However, Alberto is such an exceptional faggot that a chastity cage may not be necessary.
If you choose to give Alberto something like a cage or collar, I do recommend that you do it ceremonially. Make it a special event. This will impress upon Alberto’s mind and heart the seriousness of it.
Master, I am so very grateful for your letter and for the privilege of speaking with you! I think you are truly starting to grasp the greater power and purpose within you, as well as your true place in Hierarchy. And, thanks to your loyal friend and faggot Alberto, you can now embrace that destiny!
You can always reach me directly at hierarchyuniversity@gmail.com, Master.
The following post is part of a thread chronicling the life of domination of a God Alpha named Master Jase. CLICK HERE to read all posts in this thread in chronological order!
I’m often shocked by how disrespectful some faggots are with their Masters. I remember being particularly incensed with Chin when he would repeatedly disrespect and disobey Master Jin (especially considering the life Master Jin provided for him). It simply makes no sense. If an ALPHA chooses a faggot to be his personal property, that faggot should be endlessly grateful, not self-righteous.
That deep respect we faggots should have for Alphas also extends to an Alpha’s Pack as well. Typically an Alpha Pack is made up of an Alpha’s close Alpha friends, but it can also be simply those close to an Alpha. An Alpha considers these people to be an extension of himself, so a faggot should do the same.
Like I said, I find it hard to imagine any faggot showing disrespect to an Alpha, but I really find it hard to understand a faggot showing Master Jase such disrespect. Seriously? He regularly (like, daily?) destroys males twice his size. He has unparalleled aggression and gym-honed strength. Even if a faggot could match his physical strength, it lacks the internal components Master Jase was born with that makes him one of the most fearsome predators on Earth.
You’d have a better chance of survival while disrespecting a bull … or a T-Rex.
Nevertheless, some fags have a death wish, and Master Jase has provided us with a great example. Listen to his account:
I think you’d be interested in this past weekend’s punishment-training of a fag who doesn’t know his place. I mentioned a few days ago that I had a roided up fag choking on my cock as I messaged you. While his weekend-long punishment may have ended, breaking his will and his submission is only starting. His name for now is mutt. You know I attach importance to titles. Sluts are above fags, fags are above mutts.
To keep a long story short, the now roided fag disrespected not only one of my social circle friends, but also chose to insult me. I had a night out with my social circle, and he confronted one of my social circle friends in such an arrogant, demeaning, cocky and entitled way that he had all my instincts pulsing to be released.
I had him grabbed by his collar and pinning him against a wall, ordering him to apologise. He does so, but then sealed his fate by demanding I let him go, referring to me as “this kung fu chink”.
You can imagine how it ended for him. I had his face slammed into the carpet and pinned, grinding it with a barely leashed alpha fury. I easily dragged him down to a car where one of my friends, who has served me before, drove me home. I had him, a man twice my size ripped with my muscle, meekly kneeling on the back-seat while I had a hand fisted in his hair the whole time.
I told him to cancel all his plans. I took his phone and slapped and punched his face around for good measure. As we got closer to my place, I told the fag that I was going to teach it good manners and behaviours, and I was going to beat it into him. “You’re about to learn your place as dirt barely worthy to touch my feet.”
He learnt swiftly that despite the size difference, I outpowered him. I choked and punched him til he almost lost breath. I kicked him as he weakly rolled underneath me. I pressed his head down into the floor with my foot as I tore his expensive clothes off. I punched him more. I took pleasure in inflicting hard, brutal, alpha violence on his hard, muscled body.
The thrill of manhandling and subdueing a strong built man into a overpowered muscle fag never gets old. Nothing gets my blood pumping and my cock harder than physically dominating a larger hunk. Nothing says owned and conquered like the now naked fag weakly crawling on the ground towards my feet, beaten and red, and I’m standing over him, dressed to impress, my muscles pumped from overpowering him.
I let my in-house slut watch as both entertainment and reward. He knelt nearby, captivated by my every move, and I knew he was hungry and waiting to serve and obey my next command for him. But I was far from done with the pathetic mutt.
I planted my boots against his face and made him kiss and lick them. I freed my giant straining cock from my pants, and let it bounce out and loom over the mutt like a battering ram. I could barely see the pathetic fag worshipping my boots under my massively pumped and thick cock.
My pre pooled on the back of his head, but when he tried to look up, I stamped on his head, pinning it to the ground. He obediently went back to worshiping my boots. When I finally gave him permission to look up…well. Fag, you of all people will no doubt have understood the absolute look of awe, fear, terror and wonder washed over his face upon seeing my monster cock looming over him.
I let my cock sway over the fag’s face for some time, before commanding him to tell me what he sees. “It’s so fucking big. You have such glorious balls and dick,” the fag began babbled, and I could hear him instinctively sniff in my scent. I could see his eyes transfixed on the slight flexing of my cock above him.
I gripped him again by his hair and slapped my cock across his face, letting him feel its immense weight and heat. I told him that my god cock will break him. I will use him. I will own him. “But you’re worthless right now, FAG. You need to earn the right to beg to serve me and my cock.”
I kicked him away, and he still was spellbound to my cock swinging out of my pants as he collapsed. I beckoned to my in-house slut and told him to make me comfortable. Being the good trained slut bitch he was, he began to undress and worship me at the same time.
The fag stayed on the ground and watched as my slut slowly pulled my boots and pants off, kissed my feet and snuggled against my legs. He continually thanked me as he made love to my pumped and strong muscles as he got my shirt off and kissed my pecs. Not once did he touch my cock or balls. He knew he didn’t get permission, so he worshipped everything else he could, including my pits. He put on a good show for the mutt.
Now naked, I made the mutt crawl towards me and sniff and lick my bare feet. Gripped him by the hair and made him look and smell at my cock. The fag made a mistake of trying to lick my cock from the overwhelming musk coming from it. I threw him down and punished his face and body, and told him to do it again. One more mistake and I would throw him out.
I held him under my cock for a long time until his face was smeared and dripping in my pre, and his eyes were completely dilated and dazed. I let go of him and the mutt collapsed to the ground, breathless and barely conscious. So fucking pathetic.
I pulled him back up and crushed his face under my huge cock. Made him stroke my cock with both of his hands. Made him cup and grope my balls. Made him sniff the overpowering scent of my manhood. Had him slowly go to kissing, and then made him hold his tongue out as I dragged my cock up and down, letting him taste my full length.
Finally I stuck my cockhead in his mouth. Told him to open wider, and bent his head back as I let the immense weight of my giant cock push its way in the fag’s mouth. I watched as his lips got taut, and his eyes began to tear up, and his jaws to widen even more. The faggot mutt could barely take in just my cockhead. Yet like all fags when they taste an alpha’s cock, he was instinctively adjusting to take more. His tongue was working, his throat was clenching, and I kept pushing.
By the end of the first couple hours, he had taken an additional couple inches of my cock and I felt my cockhead press against the back of his throat. More than half my cock was still outside his mouth. I made him stroke the remaining of my cock. Told him to taste. Told him to swallow my pre. I would pull out and slap his face around with both my hand and cock while he gasped for air before I pushed my cock back into his mouth. Force him until he was almost breathless before repeating it all again.
I hadn’t cum at all. You can imagine how throbbingly angry my cock was. My in-house slut had waited all this time, obedient and ready. I told the mutt to lower his head, all the way until his head touched the ground, and made him stay that way while I picked up my slut, slipped out his butt-plug and I pumped my cock into his ready muscled cunt. I made sure to fuck him loud and hard, so the mutt could hear every thrust and every slap. My slut cried and moaned and thanked me as I fucked him all over the room while the mutt remained kneeling and head to the ground. My slut had five assgasms in the one and a half hours I power-fucked him for.
I made the mutt look up as I got closer to breeding my slut. The fag watched as I suspended my slut above him and slammed him up and down my massive cock. I told him to watch what he craved, but needed to earn. I bred my slut so deep and so full that he was overfilling; I felt my cum spurting out his tight abused cunt ring around my cock and freely running down my thighs.
I pulled out my cock and the mutt moaned so loudly at the sight. I didn’t care, I flipped my slut so I could slide my cock in and out of his open mouth to clean it off cum and pre. Put him down and advanced on the mutt still kneeling. “Look at my cock,” I told the mutt. “You don’t deserve to clean it. You don’t deserve to receive my seed.” I walked and shoved my cockhead into the mutt’s head, making him choke. “You only deserve to taste it.”
This repeated throughout that night and the next day. I would command the mutt constantly. I would wrestle him, pin him, beat his body, then make him worship my pumped muscles. I left for a workout and commanded my in-house slut to wash the mutt. I came home to a clean and kneeling fag, and I shoved his face into my sweaty crotch to lick and sniff. I would tell him to glove up and fight in my home-gym ring, and when he inevitably lost to my overwhelming strength, I would use his body as a living heavy bag and between rounds, drill his mouth wide open.
I gave my in-house slut permission to use the mutt as well. My slut is a pre-alpha in training, so on occasion, I allow him to use what he’s learnt from me. While I pounded another fag in my room, I could hear him instructing the mutt on how to suck his cock. He would report back while worshiping my body and cock about the mutt’s progress. My slut has gotten very good at using his own dominance against inferior fags, using many of my techniques that I have used on him.
On Sunday morning, I painted the mutt’s face with pre, streaking his hair and cheeks in it, and made it tell me if it remembers what it did wrong on Friday. He began crying and pleading, saying he was so sorry for his rudeness, that knew his place now. “Please let me be your fag,” he begged hoarsely. His throat must have been so sore and rough, but he still begged. I pushed my cock against his lips, asked him to show me how much he wanted to be owned. He worshiped my cock and balls like his last meal.
As a final reward, I gripped his head and skull-fucked him for the first time. Letting him feel the same power in my thrusting cock as my punches. All the time, I told him that he will always be nothing but a fag to serve my needs. That he would serve me, but be broken and used how I wanted him to. He could still barely take half my cock in his mouth and throat. He gagged and flailed and cried and drooled, but he had never looked better.
I pulled out and just looked down at him as he heaved and panted. His built body red from days of hard punishment, his lips swollen and some splits, his eyes puffed, his chin soaked in spit and pre and his eyes disfocused. His face was utterly ruined. I turned away and told my slut to take him home, but told the faggot mutt that I would train his cunt the next time.
The dirty-talk was ongoing, fag. Very early on, I told the mutt, “Your only response from now is ‘Yes, Sir’.” He obeyed. While he worshipped my feet and cock, I gave a lot of one-word commands. They are powerful. “Crawl.” “Yes, Sir.” He crawled towards me, his eyes still locked onto me. I raised a foot and pressed it into his face. “Sniff.” “Yes, Sir.” He took deep inhales, taking in the strong scent of my feet. “Lick.” “Yes, Sir.” He slurped and licked over the base and even began to suck on my toes. I then shoved my foot on the back of his head and pinned his face to the ground. “Thank me.” “Yes, Sir, thank you, Sir,” was his muffled groaning reply. When it came to my cock laying on top of his face. “Sniff”. “Kiss.” “Look.” “Keep your tongue out.” Such simple commands yet so powerful when I say it. When I started to put my cock in his mouth. “Open.” “Wider.” “Taste.” I can’t remember all that I said or commanded, but that is just a taster.
It’s been a very long time since I’ve had to punish-train a mutt like this, faggot Sam. It’s a thrill, a reminder that I rule over other men, especially ones so cocky and entitled. That a huge muscled man twice my size and weight is but another demolished ragdoll in front of my superior strength and dominance.
Can you even believe this faggot called Master Jase a “kung-fu chink” to his face?? When I read that, I felt my blood pressure rise. I’m surprised Master Jase didn’t just end the fag’s life right then!
I think it goes without saying that this faggot deserved every bit of the punishment it received.
I’m on record as advocating that Alphas should not physically punish a fag when it misbehaves (because many faggots get off on the abuse). Of course, I would never presume to tell Master Jase how he should train his faggots. He definitely knows what he’s doing!
The extended weekend torture sequence Master Jase described above might not have been as effective without the call/response part when Master Jase was retraining its mind with his boot on its face. I can’t emphasize this enough. Alpha Masters must get inside the MINDS of their faggots through effective training, not violence. A faggot can handle a lot of physical abuse, but it’s the possible loss of access and privileges that really drive it.
But Master Jase is an exceptional Owner of faggots, so he knew exactly how to break this faggot of its disrespect.
Once more I implore my faggot brothers to humble yourselves and treat every aspect of your Master’s life – including his Pack – with the utmost respect and care!
The following post is part of a thread following a 30-year-old Italian Alpha named Francesco who is living in America with a 19-year-old faggot. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!
It’s always interesting to me to hear the perspectives of Alphas and faggots from other countries. Even though the roles are the same everywhere, the effects of different societies on that dynamic.
There are plenty of differences between America and Europe. One big difference that has been getting a lot of attention lately is the lack of good, healthy foods in America and the lack of general nutrition. Europeans eat much better, with clean, pure, fresh foods consumed in moderation.
So what does that have to do with the Alpha/faggot dynamic, you ask? Well, a faggot’s ability to be fucked without a mess largely depends on its diet. Cleaner diets filled with fiber make for cleaner pussies.
An Italian Master named Francesco wrote in about his younger American faggot, and the primary concern involved the fag’s poor diet.
Here’s what he said:
I’m 30 and I spent 8 years with my ex-boyfriend, who was my loyal and submissive faggot. I started looking for other boys a few months ago and I found a hot twink willing to submit. He is 19 and calls me daddy when I’m banging him. We don’t live together but our dynamic is very similar to father and son sometimes. He asks permission before going out, we talk about his classes at college, etc. It’s all new to me becase my former bf was older than me, but I admit that it has been nice, I’m enjoying a lot being a 30-year old daddy from 1995 who breeds an obedient twink born in 2005.
But what I want to ask you is specifically about his diet. He is very nice and obedient but we always diverge when it comes to his eating habits. The boy literally eats eggs and bacon, chicken nuggets, and chocolate chip cookies everyday. The healthiest thing he eats is popcorn with butter for an afternoon snack. I’m the exact opposite. I’m very aware of what I eat and have a really balanced diet. Needless to say, besides the potential health problems of what he eats, he often feels bloated or not confident to bottom and I cannot fuck him. When I do fuck him, he spends a long time in the bathroom getting ready. His blowjob is great so it is not too bad, but still I’m not happy with having such a sexy twink for me and fucking no more than once a week because of his diet.
So I gave him an ultimatum last night. I prepared a whole diet plan for him, very detailed, and offered to pay for his food because I know that college students usually are in a tight budget: 1) fiber gummies with vitamins every morning; 2) oatmeal, fruits, chia seeds, nuts, and eggs for breakfast; 3) potatoes, green leaves, tomatoes, fish or chicken breast for lunch; 4) whole grains, brown rice, salad, fish for dinner.
After I sent him this diet plan, he reacted as if I were telling him to go through a sex change surgery just to please me. He said it’s too much, it’s too crazy, I’m trying to impose my needs on him. So I admit that I felt bad after our conversation, so I thought about reaching out to you because we both love your website. We send each other your posts from time to time but that’s the first time I’m writing to you.
I am Italian, he is born and raised in Texas, so there might be a cultural clash on this issue as well. So I’d like to know your opinion on this. And feel free to tell me I’m wrong if you think that’s the case. Am I wrong in trying to change my boy’s diet? Is it an abusive behavior trying to impose this and I should just accept a twink who often cannot bottom because of his belly full of chicken nuggets and chocolate? If he is right and I am wrong, I am willing to stop talking about it. But we both need an external opinion.
In my mind, a teenage college twink would appreciate a 30-year old fit Italian Alpha with a 6-pack willing to take care of him and pay for all his meals. I am very much open to become his daddy and fulfill his fantasy of having a daddy/Master boyfriend, but changing his diet is non-negotiable for me.
You know, I really love America and everyday I’m grateful for living in this country. I even have an American flag on my front porch. But every time I go home and bang some faggots in Rome, I notice that – with all due respect – American bottoms could probably eat more fibers hahaha just kidding, I love you all, American fags, but please Sam, share your thoughts with us.
This is such an interesting topic, and a surprising one; in ten years, I’ve barely touched on diet tips for faggots.
Master Francesco is wise to focus training on this aspect of his faggot’s habits, because as he states this directly impacts the fag’s service to him.
And Master Francesco is right – a diet heavier in fiber and simple foods (like fruits and vegetables) would not only keep the fag leaner, but it would also help the fag’s colon clean itself better.
Whenever I’ve been very regularly in service, I not only ate leaner, simpler foods, but I also fasted periodically. These fasts were of the three-day variety, but they not only kept me cleaner, but they also gave me increased focus and clarity of mind. I know I benefited greatly from it.
But diet can’t fix attitude. Master Francesco’s faggot is very young, which might explain why it’s rebellious and resisting his demands. But what his fag sees as restrictive, I see as an Alpha’s desire to make his faggot better.
Master Francesco is only 15 years older than his faggot, but his status as an Alpha gives him far more wisdom. Given the way Master Francesco sculpts his own body and life, it’s clear he expects (and deserves) a faggot up to his own standards.
I thank Master Francesco for introducing himself to us, and teaching us fags how to better take care of ourselves so we can better serve our Masters!
