The following post is part of a thread chronicling the conversion and ownership of former Master Bruno into a faggot by powerful Master Juan. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!
It has been a little while since I last heard from Master Juan and his faggot Bruno. I assumed everything was going well since I hadn’t heard from either of them, and Master Juan is a God Alpha who seems to have supreme control over all aspects of his life.
His message to me contained information I wasn’t expecting, and it simultaneously thrilled me and alarmed me.
This your Master Juan. Bruno and I traveled to Italy for the holidays and I was too busy to check this email in January. Everything is going well here. You have my consent to publish my story with Bruno on your website, go ahead.
The only big update I have for you is that I have a girlfriend now. It was difficult to navigate that at first with Bruno, but after a long conversation, he agreed to be mine while I have an official relationship with a woman. Although I am bisexual, I need a woman by my side to form a family and have my children. And so, I decided to keep Bruno in my house, while she still lives with her parents. My gf doesn’t know that I use Bruno but our deal is he pretends to be my roommate and doesn’t tell anyone that I fuck him and, in return, I allow him to serve me 24/7 and have my full attention and protection.
In fact, I wanted to hear from you about that. I think Bruno will eventually want to find a man who actually loves him and get married. But for now, he seems to be happy living with me under my rules.
Now, I knew Master Juan was bisexual. I just wasn’t aware of the extent of his lust for pussy.
Alphas at the level of a Master Juan want and expect the world. It’s only natural that they want all of the power and glory they’re entitled to, and every womb (female and faggot) should be filled with their seed. But when it comes to glorification, there’s no better way for an Alpha to be glorified than by the children he creates. The power to create life is something God bestowed upon Man (who was created in the likeness of God, not women), and with that power comes a deep-rooted desire to exercise that power. I mean, do you think Men have that constant drive to fuck and breed just because they’re bored? No – they’re born with that desire to procreate, impregnate, raise children.
Like everything else, God Alphas like Master Juan have that desire much more powerfully than other males.
I was sad to think that poor Bruno might end up being out of a job as a faggot eventually, a victim of Master Juan’s most primal desires. As Master Juan mentioned, Bruno will be able to find another Master to own him and care for him. It’s just a shame that Master Juan was the one who broke Bruno, taught him about his faghood and how to properly serve an Alpha. That kind of experience is not forgotten … nor replaceable.
I expressed this is a letter to Master Juan, and he responded with this:
I wish I could just keep Bruno with me because he is getting better day by day. However, no matter how much I love fucking his tight hole, after a few weeks I really miss fucking pussy. Sadly, Bruno cannot give me children, so I want to get married with a woman. But I don’t think it’s fair to get her pregnant before telling her the whole truth. So I decided to keep her for now to see how things go. When the time arrives, I will explain to her that I don’t mind having her as my only Queen and woman, but I will eventually need to fuck faggots too. If she doesn’t accept it, we’ll break up. Time will tell.
As always, Master Juan is noble and righteous in his dealings with the inferiors serving his needs. I’m glad to hear that he intends to explain his situation to her before it progresses too far. Not only does that respect her, but it also respects Bruno by giving him a place in that conversation that involves him.
I’m keenly aware that God Alphas don’t need to do these kinds of things, and many don’t. That’s why I feel so blessed to know and serve a great King like Master Juan. Even if, as a faggot, I cannot see everything he’s planning, I can trust that when he acts, it will be for the good of everyone!
Thank you, Master Juan!
P.S. Yes, you have my permission to name your first son or daughter “sam”!
Hi brother Sam ! I hope you’re doing well ,first I wanted to thank you for all the work you do for the community and bringing awareness to fags everywhere and helping them embrace their faghood and serve masters and alpha men as intended ,you’ve spoken before about your time in jail but I was wondering if you could tell us more and elaborate on your time in there and how you served your fellow alpha in mates -what did you do for them ,how did you serve them and how did you approach the topic ? I would love to know and be inspired by your devotion to being a good fag and slave even while in Jail , thank you brother
Thanks for the question, I guess! LOL
First of all, I was in FEDERAL PRISON, not jail. There is a big difference.
It took me a little while to get acclimated to being in a place like that, a place where I definitely did not fit in. People move differently when incarcerated, and there are all sorts of petty rules and signals one has to learn. For example, I was almost beaten up by one inmate because I couldn’t stop whistling songs in my head (whistling was used to signal when a guard was coming).
But I’m a friendly person and I make friends easily, so I quickly assembled a few allies. None of them were faggots or gay, but they were more playful about it with me.
As far as what I did Hierarchically, well, I cleaned the bathroom for my floor every day. This was something I did voluntarily, and I did such a good job that several of the black Apex Alphas and God Alphas on the floor rallied around me whenever someone threatened me.
There was an Apex Alpha who ran his own little commissary store from his cubicle, and he relied on me to purchase items for him to replenish his store when he was low. I bought items for other Alphas when they were low on funds.
My two biggest faggot-related accomplishments were:
I sucked off two straight Alphas, one black and one white. DeAndre (not his real name) was a 40-year-old black Alpha who looked 25 who I sucked off three times before he left. But my proudest accomplishment was my Master Jack, a jacked 32-year-old white Alpha who was totally depressed when I first met him. Then I began to talk to him about his Alphahood, and he brightened up, began furiously working out, and eventually had me suck his dick in the unused band room with the lights off.
I started formally interviewing Alphas about their Alphahood and their thoughts on what made them Alpha and why Alphas are important. I talked about Hierarchy so much that I became known for it, and some people started using the language of Hierarchy with each other. It was quite inspiring to see how quickly they embraced the truth of it. In one case, I used Hierarchical principles to help a young black Apex Alpha named “D” understand why he needed to cheat on his longterm girlfriend, and he was so impressed that he told everybody that I solved his issue!
While I never want to be in that situation ever again (obviously), I learned so much from a Hierarchical perspective that it seemed almost inevitable.
The following post is part of a thread chronicling the experiences of a French faggot named Fabien who has been claimed by his straight Alpha friend Anthony. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!
The last I heard from my faggot brother Fabien was last Thursday after Master Anthony had enjoyed his 22nd birthday with his faggot and was heading out that night to celebrate with his Alpha Pack.
Now, I know Alphas about as well as I know faggots; this comes when you’ve served them and been owned by them as many times as I have. And I warned Fabien: BE READY FOR THEIR RETURN. I knew Master Anthony wasn’t going to miss a chance to show off his power over his faggot with his larger group of friends.
And sure enough, I was right again.
This is a pretty jaw-dropping installment from Fabien, so I’ll minimize interruptions:
Anyway, as you know, Anthony’s Pack was back to his home (I feel more and more like I’m living in his place rather than the reverse! ^^). But there were some surprises: Anthony arrived with Henri, five other friends (including two I didn’t know) but also a gorgeous young girl and another boy their age, named Clément, who happened to be… another faggot!
When they arrived, they were loudly chatting and they hardly paid any attention to me, except to give me their coats. But Anthony, who was speaking with the girl, snapped in my direction and said to the shy boy: “Clément, go with Fabien here to the kitchen, he’ll explain you your duties:”.
So I met the boy Clément in the kitchen. “Are you Anthony’s roommate” he asked me. “More like his live-in servant”, I answered. Then, he explained to me. Clément is a shy classmate of Anthony and Henri’s gang who often tried to befriend them. Some days ago, Anthony had him lick his boots. Henri and him had a good laugh and Anthony told his best bro “I’ve already have a better one, you can get this one!”. So now, Clément is considered to be Henri’s slave boy!
(Also, it means that either Anthony already has another college fag I don’t know of, or I am the “better one”! Either one, it makes my day!)
Anyway, to sum up, Clément and I served the Pack all evening, bringing them drinks and food, while they laughed and chatted loudly over background music, sometimes danced and played video games. I had secretly baked a chocolate cake for Anthony, and Clément and I lit the 22 candles in the kitchen. When I brought it into the living room, all his friends started singing “Happy Birthday” and clapping!
Clément and I were also used and humiliated during the evening. When I served a drink to Anthony, who was talking with the pretty girl sitting on his lap, he said to her, pointing at me, “You see the grown-up guy who lives here with me? He’s my stooge. He idolizes me so much that he does anything I tell him to do.” She was very intrigued and interested. “Look!” he said, snapping his fingers at his boot.
I knew what I had to do. And I was delighted to show this young girl all Anthony’s power, to make her understand how lucky she was to be in his lap. I licked the sole and all of Anthony’s boot very carefully, to the admiring cheers and chuckles of the girl and the Alpha Bros. Afterwards, with Anthony’s approval, I had to lick several shoes and bare feet. My tongue was tired by the end!
Later that evening, I was on my knees in front of them, trying to catch with my mouth any food they threw at me, laughing. I also had to bark and perform like a dog for their entertainment. The boy Clément, meanwhile, was used as a footrest for long moments by several of them, and had to deal with socks in his mouth and spit in his face.
How can I explain what I felt like, as an accomplished, respectable thirty-something, humiliated and mocked by these young college student bros laughing together? I felt perfectly in my place. It seemed so natural to me, as a lesser boy, to debase myself for the pleasure of these young, better men.
Late in the evening, Anthony got up with the beautiful girl who was glued to him and said to his brothers “Fellas, I’ve got more festivities ahead of me!” and they both went to his room while the others raised their glasses or bottles of beer to his health and jokingly wished him a happy birthday. Afterwards, we could clearly hear the girl’s exclamations of delight coming from the bedroom, provoking admiring and appreciative laughs from the alphas.
“Anthony, that lucky bastard!” one of them said with obvious admiration, “always gets the prettiest ones!” “Yeah” laughed another “no wonder he’s the boss!” I felt such a burst of pride!
One of them called out to me: “All of this makes me horny. Hey, bitch, I hear you give blow jobs? Come over here”. I was about to comply, but Henri intervened: “No, Anthony isn’t here and didn’t allow it. You can have mine, though” and he turned to Clément, who was then groveling in the back of the room “You little shit! Come over here to have a taste of our dicks!” Clément had to suck several cocks, while I was massaging Henri’s feet.
When they went to bed (Henri and two others in the guest room, three others on the sofa bed), Clément and I were sent to the kitchen. Since the first party, with Anthony’s agreement, I’ve bought a futon to sleep on. I wanted to lend it to Clément, but Henri stopped by and forbade it, requiring Clément to sleep directly on the floor. I said I didn’t mind letting him sleep on it, but Henri curtly replied, “I don’t care what you mind or not. I decide to educate my slave boy and to learn to sleep in his place!” So Clément had to accommodate himself to the kitchen floor.
I tried to comfort him as much as I could. “Don’t worry! You’re going to love serving superior men. Sometimes, it may be hard and exhausting, but it’s really worth it! I wish I knew that when I was your age. Always be thankful and obedient and attentive, always put his well-being first. And I promise you, it will be very fulfilling!” I saw him give a shy little smile and murmur “they actually are super awesome!” and I was relieved.
The next day, I was the first person in the apartment to wake up. I wondered if Anthony would want me to come and bring him breakfast in his room while he was with his lover, but I felt it was better to take the risk of making a mistake by bringing something to him than by failing to do so. I put a hearty breakfast for him and his girl on a tray, and added a flower from a vase in a small glass vial, for the lady.
I set the tray down beside his bed as they both slept, her head resting on his chest. Anthony slowly opened his eyes at this moment, glanced at the breakfast and gave me a thumbs-up, then a hand signal to clear off. I was so relieved I did right!
Back in the kitchen, I kindly woke up Clément and suggested that he brings Henri and his two friends breakfast in the guest room. His new master would surely be pleased. He did so and only came out later, looking delighted, with a little cum still on his face. As for the others three in the living room, I knew they were only entitled to leftover breakfast, in accordance with the hierarchy between Alphas, but I always take care to make generous portions so that they get respectable shares.
Anthony and his bros left in the late morning that day. My master informed me that he wouldn’t be coming back to the flat before they left for the weekend, and said I’d see him on Monday, while reminding me with a hand gesture to clean and tidy the apartment before he comes back.
Clément kindly stayed with me a little longer to help me start cleaning. Before he left, I did my best again to help him. “I may be older than you, but you and I are the same, inferior boys born to serve and obey incredible men like Anthony, Henri and their bros. So we’ve got to stick together brotherly! If you need anything, don’t hesitate to contact me, little brother!” I wish to be as helpful to him as I know you would be, Sam!
What a stunning display of natural Hierarchy, both Alpha and faggot! I wasn’t there, and yet I feel almost as giddy as little Fabien!
First of all, let me sing Fabien’s praises. Keep in mind that this is Fabien’s FIRST TIME serving an Alpha, and he’s exquisitely perfect right out of the box! Whenever anyone asks if faggots are born that way, just point to Fabien. He was BORN for this role, and it’s one he accepts with responsibility and joy.
For instance, notice how Fabien had no jealousy over his Master Anthony’s female, or the other faggot the Pack brought to the apartment! Not only did he not have any jealousy, but he also began helping Clement – mentoring him – to be the best faggot possible and making things as comfortable for his faggot brother as he could under pressure! I haven’t seen this level of selfless faggot cooperation since the legendary faggots of Masters Jin, Nick, and Matt in Toronto, Canada! It’s beautiful beyond belief! Any Alpha on the planet would want to own and cherish faggots like Fabien and Clement!
And from the Alphas we see typical Pack behavior, with each one teaching the next how to own and use the available faggots. I love that Master Anthony (the God Alpha of the Pack) taught Master Henri about faggot ownership and “gifted” him a faggot of his own. This is not over. The other Alphas in the Pack will soon be getting faggots of their own as well, just watch!
When Master Anthony returns home to his loyal faggot, he is going to give him a return to remember. I have no doubt that Master Anthony is beaming with pride over the way his faggot served him. If he feels even half of what I feel for Fabien’s performance, he’s going to breed Fabien until cum is seeping from his tearducts!
Ultimately, I’m left speechless and moved almost to tears by Fabien’s closing words:
It’s been over two days since Anthony left and I can hardly think of anything else but him. I feel so much loyalty and admiration for him; how can a young man be so perfect? I am obsessed with making him happy, I really want him to enjoy his life as much as he can. I can’t think of anything I wouldn’t do just to please him. I can’t wait to see him again tomorrow!
That’s how complete and devoted service to a worthy Alpha should leave a faggot – spent, but eager to be spent again. We are renewed by being used by our Owners!
I love you, sweet Fabien! May you always be so inspired!
This post is part of a thread chronicling the story of a professional office faggot named Sean who desired to serve (and eventually served) a hot new God Alpha subordinate in the office. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!
It’s been a long, long time since I’ve heard much more than a peep out of my dear brother Sean. A trickle of info here and there, but he’s been so busy serving his God Alpha brothers and dealing with his both his house duties and whatever’s left of his place at the company he founded (now taken over by God Alpha Eric).
I’ve been deluged with questions about this story, one of the most incredible true stories of Hierarchical dominance I’ve ever encountered. Sean seems perplexed by the interest, but I think Sean is so far inside the bubble that he can’t get any perspective. What has happened in his life is literally every faggot’s dream (and, frankly, the dream of most Alphas, too!). It’s been an extraordinary privilege to carry Sean’s story and share it with the world, where it has changed minds and lives with its simple, undeniable truth about Hierarchy.
So, after months of pestering Sean, he finally found some time on a slow Sunday to update me on how things have been.
i love my life of service to two incredible Masters. Master Jake is now attending a local college and i am helping Him with His school work so that He gets excellent grades and can maintain His eligibility to play intercollegiate baseball. Over Christmas my Masters enjoyed skiing in the Rockies and that took a lot of arranging on my part. None of this is a burden. Indeed the more ways i am able to serve Them, to make Their lives more enjoyable, the more fulfilled my life is and the happier i am with my life. sam, i am sure you understand.
I wanted more clarification on this little blurb of tantalizing information, like did he go with them on this ski trip, or how Master Eric was doing in his position as one of the co-owners of the company.
i accompanied them on the trip, but of course, i didn’t ski. i took care of the equipment, cooked Their meals, made Their beds, did the laundry, etc. A lot of cocksucking which is always a wonderful reward.
Master Eric is kicking ass at the company He effectively runs the place. i have virtually no role there –sometimes i am consulted about stuff that i am particularly expert on.
This amazing situation has been going for more than three years now, and it shows no signs of slowing down at all. Masters Eric and Jake are now wealthy, pampered, and worshiped young GOD ALPHAS fully experiencing their natural birthright.
And Sean is experiencing the bliss only absolute submission can provide. Even in all of my years of service I have never been completely emptied and thoroughly used the way my brother Sean has been. Of course, as much credit goes to the absolute power of Master Eric as it does to Sean.
But it just goes to prove yet again: Hierarchy IS Truth!
The following post is part of a thread about Master Simon, a 17-year-old Apex Alpha in Sweden who has taken ownership of his faggot father, Algot. CLICK HERE for all posts in this thread in chronological order!
Society will push back against natural Alphas who exert too much power too soon. This is almost inevitable, I suppose. It’s frightening to see such boldness, such confidence, such brazen power. It seems uncontrollable and all-consuming, and society will always try to put up roadblocks and barriers to limit Alpha excesses.
Here’s the problem: Alphas might be slowed, but they will never stop. They will never relinquish the power they have or bend their knee to the fears of inferiors. It will never happen.
Master Simon recently faced some unfortunate backlash for his ownership of his faggot father Algot. I’ll let Master Simon tell it:
Long time no see
I have not really gave you any updated as of late I am so sorry but it is because it has all crashed and burned.
It got out that I was using my father and lets just say people were not happy me and my dad have been ridiculed publicly in our city and has decided to stop our master slave relationship we both also realized that even though it was hierarchy correct for me to use him like that it was not ethical in anyway so we both have decided to move to a new city to start a new life we have also decided to move to different cities and go low contact for a while be both still love each other and need to realize we are father and son and nothing more
I just wanted to update you on the situation I will also add that I will still carry on being and alpha and using faggots in the my new place and my father will still be a faggot and get used at his new place.
My question for you is how I’m I supposed to go back to normal whit my dad when I know he is under me in the hierarchy and when I know I have had him as a slave
I was heartbroken for Master Simon AND his faggot father! They were both experiencing fulfillment in their (admittedly) unusual circumstances. But no matter how unseemly the entire affair felt, there is no doubt Hierarchical power dynamics were at play.
So I replied to Master Simon this way:
I’m so sorry to hear about this, Master! The truth about Hierarchy scares a lot of people because it forces them to confront their own inadequacies and weaknesses. When we talk about people like you being BORN with tremendous power, that shakes the foundations of their false beliefs.
That said, what was happening between you and your father was fairly shocking, Master. You can see that, right? It doesn’t shock me, because as a teacher of Hierarchy I’ve seen similar stories before. But most people struggle to understand/accept an Alpha owing a faggot, let alone an Alpha son owning his father.
Master, I don’t think it’s possible for you to have a “normal” relationship with your father. You learned the truth about yourself by owning him, and you taught him the truth about himself by using him. How can it ever go back? Your father will always crave you. In fact, you’ve submitted him so deeply and so thoroughly that I hesitate to call him your father. He will ALWAYS be your faggot.
But I do think it will be healthier for both of you to stop the blatant display of power dynamics that was happening between you, and for you to move on to owning other faggots. Through the ownership of other faggots you will be able to continue growing in power and your understanding in a safer, less volatile way.
Master, you’re one of the most naturally powerful young Alphas I’ve ever met. I’m sorry this episode occurred, but it’ll pass. The only thing that will never change is what you were born to be: a KING. Relentlessly pursue your goals, and build a life that reflects that truth.
Master Simon replied to the above message this way:
What you said about my father/faggot is true he will always crave me it was me who had to put a stop to me using him he protested but I just think its unhealthy for us both his last act of service was buying my new apartment and moving me in I really hope he finds an alpha who treat him well and I will update you when I find a new faggot in the city.
I was glad to hear the defiance and hope in Master Simon’s words. He’s young and powerful and he knows that eventually his will shall be accomplished in his life. He will have whatever he wants, society be damned.
Yes, this was a setback … a temporary one. Nothing can stop an Alpha once he tastes victory!
Quick question. I’ve been fucking a very nice fag for 6 months now. He is always available to cook, clean, do the chores and, of course, suck and ride my dick. But he is really obsessed with my feet and armpits, even more than my dick, so sometimes after I cum in his mouth or ass, I let him worship my feet for hours just because he is a good boy.
The thing is, I don’t really care about him kissing my feet or armpits. After I cum, I just want to send him home. However, I feel that if I started doing that, he’ll be less and less obedient with time. Based on your experience as a faggot and mentoring many other fags, do you think my rationale makes sense? If I start just sending him home after I cum (which would be ideal for me), do you think he’ll eventually stop serving me? I’m asking this because right now he is constantly begging to serve me because he knows he’ll get some feet and armpit afterward. While I understand that faggots exist to serve us, I don’t want to take the risk because finding a warm mouth and a tight hole is not always easy.
Master, thank you for writing such an honest letter, one to which I think many Alphas can relate.
First of all, congratulations on finding yourself a true faggot deeply devoted to worship and service! You mention it’s rare to find such a faggot, and I agree! I wish more faggots embraced their truth so completely!
I kinda chuckled when I read your issue. Men are notorious for wanting to be alone or go to sleep after they cum. The faggot doesn’t mean to be pushy or selfish when it starts worshiping your pits and feet, of course. I think the faggot is just turned on by the loads (and the hormones in the cum) you just pumped into it, and this is a form of thanks. It’s like a cat incessantly rubbing up against an Owner it loves. It’s almost like the faggot is making its own kind of aftercare, which is weird.
But no matter how talented or beloved your faggot is, it has no right to infringe on your needs or wants. After all, you own it.
So here’s what I propose, Master: allow the faggot to worship your feet and armpits BEFORE it services you. That way the ritual will serve as a kind of foreplay for the fag, which might vastly improve its service for your cock. And who knows, while you’re horny you might like your feet and armpits worshiped more.
I think it would be good to inform the faggot of the switch AND WHY, so that the faggot understands you want it to go home once it’s finished.
I’m so grateful you wrote to me about this issue, Master, and I sincerely hope this helps! I want you to have all the pleasure you desire, as well as maintain solid, caring control over your faggot!
I really like your content here and I have a important question
I am 23 and I am straight. Some years ago I really wanted to have a threesome with my gf and another woman. She said that we could do it as long a we had a threesome with another guy too. Of course I said no, I would never let my woman touch another dick. But, surprisingly, she just wanted to see me fucking a faggot.
It took her 8 months to convince me that fucking faggots is not gay at all. She is a ballet dancer and one day she brought home one of her friends from ballet. The guy was really smooth, was wearing some make-up and had amazing legs and ass. At first I thought it wouldn’t work and I almost gave up, but the guy got on his knees and starting calling me Sir.
I am very dominant with women in bed but it’s very rare to find a woman who actually wants to submit to me (nothing against feminists lol). The faggot was smart and felt that I was not attracted to his body but I was attracted to the feeling of POWER that I had with him. They started to give me a double blowjob, and shortly after I was fucking my gf’s pussy and the fag’s ass at the same time. I felt like a king.
We were all 19 when that started to happen and we’ve been fucking from time to time for 4 years now. My gf loves Man-fag porn (she showed me your website), so she’s perfectly happy with this situation and her pussy gets really wet when I fuck the faggot. For me, it’s good to have a nice blowjob a and a tight ass available 24/7.
However, the faggot often refers to us a throuple and I really don’t want to hurt his feelings. I told him one million times that I AM NOT BISEXUAL. I will not have a boyfriend, I do not have any interest in having a relationship with a man or a faggot. I just want my woman who will be my wife one day, and he’s just a nice cumdump. I like using him and I understand that he’s inferior, but he is still a human being and I respect him a lot. I know very little of fag’s hearts, so I wanna know your opinion. In my mind, I am a King with a Queen by my side and he’s nothing more than a useful servant. How to keep the fag next to me but convince him that we’re not a throuple? I respect him, I protect him, I take care of him, I like how he’s friends with my girl, but I do not love him as I love my gf.
Master, thank you for writing! What an amazing testimony to the truth of Hierarchy!
You really should be quite grateful to your girlfriend, Master. She recognized what you are – at least an Apex Alpha – and knew that you deserved the kind of worship only faggots can truly provide. As you mention, very few females understand how to WORSHIP Men, but faggots are completely devoted servants/slaves of Men like you. She took a big risk introducing you to faggots, but the experience seems to have made a powerful impression on you.
I’m sure you always felt the truth of Hierarchy in your life before you ever discovered the true nature of it, this fact that you, a superior Alpha, deserves to be served and serviced by all inferiors you choose. Tragically, many Alphas refuse this part of their Hierarchical heritage, and they fail to advance in power and standing among Men. What you wrote above shows you’ve peeked through the looking glass and you now see the vast Kingdom and endless possibilities available to you. I cannot tell you how happy I am to hear that!
It’s also clear that your faggot doesn’t quite understand its purpose yet. It’s still under the mistaken impression that it’s like a second girlfriend or something, and that’s wrong. A faggot is a slave, a loyal dog, a possession. It is to humbly serve as commanded by its Owner.
So here’s where you (as its Master) must take the faggot and retrain it into a proper servant. First and foremost, I think it would be beneficial to put a chastity cage on the faggot, if not permanently then whenever it’s serving you. This will help the faggot understand it is not the same as you.
I also recommend that you employ targeted scent training with the faggot, but combined with a call/response exercise to get into the faggot’s head that it is not in a relationship with you, but rather it is your property. Put the faggot on its knees and make it kiss your feet. Then tell it to repeat after you as you tell it to repeat back “I am a faggot” “I am not a Man” “My Master cannot love me” “I exist to serve my Master” etc. As the faggot completes each call/response, have it deeply inhale your crotch or armpits (you can be clothed or naked), and then kiss your feet again.
I know you mentioned that you don’t want to hurt the faggot, Master, but this is not hurting the faggot. We faggots need to be trained to accept reality through this kind of targeted training. A dog might not like its Master using a choke collar on it during obedience training, but in the end the dog is grateful for its Master’s attention and care. So will your faggot.
As you mentioned, owning your faggot has made you feel more like a King. That’s good, because that’s exactly what you were born to be. You have every right to have a Kingdom that reflects you, your glory and your standards, Master. If you end up owning 100 faggots, every one of them must be trained by you, and obediently loyal to you.
I believe you have the power and the insight already within you to become a great Owner and Master of faggots, and you are blessed to have a Queen who is excited to see you exercising such power. Try my suggestions and see if they don’t improve the situation. If they don’t, adjustments can be made or the faggot can be replaced.
I hope you will be willing to keep in touch with me as this situation develops, Master. I would be humbled and grateful to carry your story and continue a dialogue if possible. my email is Hi*****************@***il.com. THANK YOU, MASTER!
The following post is part of a thread chronicling the experiences of a French faggot named Fabien who has been claimed by his straight Alpha friend Anthony. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!
For an Alpha, a birthday is never a sign of getting older, only a sign of getting BETTER. As they age, their power increases, their confidence increases, and their Kingdom increases. Of course, that increase is directly tied to how much they embrace their Alphahood and their place in Hierarchy.
For Master Anthony, turning 22 years old today means he’s still just at the start of his reign. But how glorious he already is! Most significantly, in the last year Master Anthony has formally enslaved his first faggot, my dear Fabien. Why is it significant? Well, Master Anthony has broken out of the mold the world wants to put him in, one that constrains his power. He now understands that owning and using a faggot (a) doesn’t make him suddenly gay, and (b) makes him vastly more powerful than his Alpha peers.
That’s a lot of growth in one year, wouldn’t you say?
Needless to say, Master Anthony and his Alpha Pack intend to party it up for his 22nd birthday. But Master Anthony’s faggot Fabien has some other ideas …
Today is Anthony’s 22nd birthday! I know he plans to go for a festive birthday weekend with his bros tomorrow evening, but I wanted to mark the occasion today!
I bought him several gifts: black leather military boots, a rather expansive men’s fragrance and a luxury watch! I wrapped these presents in a single gift box and wrote him a note on a birthday card. Here is what I wrote, translated as well as I can:
Master Anthony,
You are arrogant, you are a show-off and you think you’re entitled to everything. And you know what? You’re completely right. Because you’re young, handsome, muscular, brilliant and you’re a natural leader. How can you have it all? That’s how it is. You’re just better.
Thank you for coming into my life and putting me in my place, that is, at your feet. Keeping you happy and satisfied is the most fulfilling thing I’ve ever done. You knew you were entitled to my submission and you gave me no choice. And I wouldn’t want it any other way.
Here are some gifts for you. I fervently hope they please you. If not, please punish me hard, and I’ll do better. I wish you a very, very Happy Birthday!
Your grateful slave, Fabien
This morning, after I’d served him breakfast in bed and worshipped his cock, I went to discreetly take out my present to wait for him to take a shower. When he came out of his room, he was in his boxers. Like he often does, he stopped in front of the mirror, flexing and stretching, and ordered me to come massage his back. I once again put my hands on his toned shoulders and massaged his muscular back with my thumbs as I know he likes, making him close his eyes and moan in delight. While doing it, I was looking at him in the mirror, gawking at his abs, his pecs, his biceps, his face… Shaking my head, I murmured, almost unconsciously: “You’re just so gorgeous.” Opening his eyes and smiling smugly, he said “Yeah, I really am. Nice job!”. “Thank you for the honor”, I answered.
While he was in the shower, I put the gift box and birthday card in his room and prepared his clothes for the day. When he came out of the bathroom, I kissed his feet and said, “Maybe you’ll find a surprise in your room, Master.” “What are you up to, boy?” he said with a smile.
I waited in the living room with so much anxiety! I was hoping so hard that he would appreciate my card and my gifts! I was afraid I’d done something wrong, wondering if the word on the card was too “ bold ” and inappropriate… But when he came out, fully dressed, he was beaming, obviously delighted! “The gifts are great! Nice job, minion! And the birthday card was fun. Getting sentimental, huh? Kidding, that was cool!”
Looking down, he laughed and said “Admit it, you wanted new boots to lick, didn’t you? Come on and do your job, slave! Your tongue’s gonna meet these beauties a lot!”
I eagerly rushed over to lick his new boots for the first time. While I was on the second one, he felt like crushing my head against the floor. “How do you feel here under my boot, slave?” he laughed. “Where I belong, Sir! I’m in heaven!” I replied. “I’m sure you are!”
When I stood up, he said, “You haven’t done anything wrong for a long time, I don’t get many occasions to put your head under my boot!” I replied, “If you feel like doing it, you don’t need any justification to do what you want to do, Sir! You’re the boss!” “That’s right,” he said, patting my cheek.
Before leaving, he told me he was going to receive some of his bros here tonight for a first party, before their weekend. Looks like I’m going to serve the Alpha Pack again!
Dear brother Sam, I don’t want to over-interpret nor overstep beyond my place, but I do believe there’s a form of complicity between us. I know I am not his friend and will never be, for only his Alpha Bros are worthy of his friendship, but I feel like we share a special bond, even if that’s hard to explain. Do you think I’m delusional? Anyway, I’m so, so happy!
I’m really proud of my brother Fabien for how deeply he has submitted to Master Anthony! Straight Alphas can be more difficult to serve, because they tend to push harder on our limitations. Ultimately this is for our betterment, of course, but working through that is the tough part.
But Fabien is a natural. The boot test was interesting and a little surprising, but Fabien didn’t flinch and responded to it beautifully. You can hear the deep satisfaction in the words of Master Anthony. He clearly loves owning Fabien.
Right now I imagine Fabien is being used by Master Anthony’s Alpha Pack somewhere in France, and I hope it’s going well. I have no doubt I’ll be hearing a breathless update from my little French brother before long!
The following post is part of a thread chronicling the enslavement of a 53-year-old faggot (a former Top) named Mike by a 31-year-old Alpha Master named Steve. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!
Last week I received a Questions From Readers from a former Top-turned-faggot named Mike who had been serving a powerful young Master named Steve. You can read that original question by clicking here. In it, Master Steve had loaned Mike to one of his Alpha buddies for use, which triggered Mike’s residual dominance.
But Mike wrote back with a conundrum, and I decided it deserved to graduate to a full-blown thread here on the site. After nine years of doing this, I usually have a pretty good feel for stories that seem to be intensifying, and this one certainly seems to be.
First, let me present you with the story-length question Mike left in my inbox:
Thanks for your response below on me sharing me with his best friend on his friends birthday.
I’m kind of in a new predicament and not sure what decision I want to make. Last night Alpha Steve and I went to dinner of course I paid. After dinner, we went back to his house and he said he wanted to talk with me about something. He said that before I leave, we would be ordering a Chasity cage for me. I was a little shocked. It’s kind of something, I heard him joke about in the past. He said the main reason he was wanting to do this was because he knew I was jerking off on the days we were not together and I needed to learn that cumming was a privilege he controlled. I ended up giving him my credit card so he could order the one he wanted.
Afterwards, he said he was going to allow me to make a decision, so I had the ultimate control of how it went down. He said the first option was he would cage me in private. I would remain locked for two weeks, but during those two weeks he would not have sex with me. I would only be allowed to watch him have sex with other fags. The second option would be we would have a caging party, he would invite his three closest friends, I could make it public knowledge to them that I was his fag, and I was wanting to be locked. He would lock me in front of them. And then I could serve them drinks that night. After they left, he said he would allow me to drink his piss and fuck and breed me every time we were together over the next two weeks.
He said the choice is yours. We can keep it private or you can begin showing your true self. Then he said it’s getting late you better go. He said I will text you within the next few days and you need to give me an answer.
For me, this is a tough decision. Because I never expected it to go this far.
First of all, let me just congratulate Master Steve for creating this Jigsaw-like domination puzzle for his fag Mike! What’s so brilliant about the choice he presented to Mike is the fact that both options have positive and negative aspects to them, but they’re both designed to reveal to Master Steve exactly where his faggot is in the process of full submission. I love it.
I can also see why Mike is struggling in this trap, because he’s smart enough to realize that he must tip his hand one way or the other.
Of course, I feel like the second option is better, both in a general sense as well as in Mike’s specific case. I just feel like Mike has been serving Master Steve for 1.5 years now and needs to come out as his Master’s property. Sure, it might be humiliating to be caged in front of a couple of Alphas, but they’re Alphas like Master Steve … they’d probably be just as proud as Master Steve will be.
In addition, Mike would be spared the indignity of watching Master Steve breed other faggots for two weeks, a form of punishment far worse than a silly cage.
Mike’s lonely little admission at the end is telling: “I never expected it to go this far”. Faggots often think they’re playing on the same field and in the same game as an Alpha, but they aren’t even playing the game at all – instead, they’re the BALL. All faggots need to grasp that truth and humble themselves in service. Alphas are our greatest Men (at least, they’re supposed to be), and they are typically many steps ahead of a faggot. They’re expert hunters, and they love to play with their catches. Rather than trying to outwit an Alpha, a faggot needs to submit and surrender to the desires of its Owner. By doing this, we allow ourselves to be molded by our Alpha into something better than we could ever hope to become ourselves.
So if Mike is asking me, I recommend that he take the second option. Believe me, being caged personally by his Master will do wonders for him, as will the commendation the onlookers will give him.
Submission to a Master and being locked in a chastity cage are ways for a faggot to truly become what it was born to be, and I want that for every faggot. I particularly want it for Mike, who has come so far and is now at the brink of something quite special.
The following post is part of a thread about Chadwick, a faggot in his sixties who serves multiple Alphas domestically. CLICK HEREto read this thread in chronological order!
Truly one of the more inspirational stories I’ve uncovered since my return is that of my brother Chadwick, the older faggot who has excelled as a domestic faggot for multiple Masters around the United States. Word has spread among Alphas, and Chadwick’s highly-detailed and thorough service has become a desirable commodity for them.
Which just proves something I’ve always preached: be useful, and Alphas will make use of you.
I’ve had a couple of questions regarding what domestic service looks like, so I asked Chadwick if he’d kindly write up an experience.
But instead of just doing that, Chadwick wrote up how he found another Master to serve in addition to the service he provides.
Here’s what he wrote:
HI Sam,
Here is a recent service that i completed for my Master “seeking Eager subs” on Recon.
i have been serving Master AKA “Seeking Eager subs” on Recon for over a year once or twice a month. My service is 98% cleaning and laundry. Master bakes a lot. His Kitchen is always in need of service.
Upon arrival if Master is Home. i kiss His feet as a show of my respect for His Alphaness and my obedience.
i do His Laundry, including Sheets, Blankets, Towels, Bath Mats, etc. Everything is taken downstairs to His Apartment’s Laundry Room where five or six loads of Laundry is completed..
Clean and sanitize His Bathroom It is very important to make sure Master’s Bathroom is not only sparkling clean, but germ free.
Clean and Sanitize His Kitchen. There are Kitchen Gadgets,Dishes, Glasses, Silverware,.Counters, outside of Appliances and Cabinets all needed to be cleaned. If something has spilled inside His Oven, that is cleaned too.
Once i have finished cleaning HIs Bathroom and Kitchen, the Floors are mopped.
Dust and clean all of His Window Sills and Furniture.
Make His Bed with clean sheets and Blankets
Vacuum all of the Floors and Carpets.
Take all of His Trash and Recycling down to the Trash Room.
If His Blinds or Windows are dirty, They are cleaned.
Upon Finishing service, if Master is Home, thank Him and leave.
I am usually there serving Master from six to seven Hours.
That’s a lot of work, isn’t it? But notice how Chadwick doesn’t skip steps or take shortcuts, but he’s thorough and worshipfully detailed with every step of his process.
It’s exactly how an Alpha Master deserves to be treated!
I can see why Chadwick, despite his advanced age, is still able to find so many Alphas to serve!
The following post is part of a thread following the ownership of a 48-year-old faggot named Doug by a 25-year-old straight Alpha named Master Lion. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!
I received some positive feedback for yesterday’s touching story about a young faggot deeply owned by a much older Alpha (READ HERE). Today I have a similar story, except the roles are reversed.
Doug is a 48-year-old faggot who works in IT. He’s married, has kids … and eventually came to the realization that he’s really a faggot. It’s unfortunately a common story. How I wish people could just accept themselves early on in life and avoid catastrophic circumstances like this!
Anyway, Doug eventually met a young straight Alpha named Master Lion. Master Lion has a long-term girlfriend, but he (like many Alphas of his generation) have discovered that faggot ownership is possible and even preferable for the satisfying of his dominant needs.
Doug breathlessly told me about his new Master, to whom he is traveling in the coming days to serve in person. I thought it would be good to feature him here so that other older faggots can find inspiration in his story.
This is not your usual story as I have come very late to the game. I am a 48 year old married guy with 4 kids. In the “normal” world I am just an ordinary enough family guy. Working 9-5 in the Tech Industry, hence the handle – ITFag. I have been successful in my normal life, working for a Global Tech Company up the corporate ladder into Senior Management, I am a director and and have a lot of work/life experience. You could say I have everything I need.
But I didn’t, my sex-life had become boring and relatively non existence, as life had taken over. I found myself working away more and began going online to get myself off. I had always had a thing for experimenting and I started to watch different porn. I would have considered myself curious about cock but I have never been with a man sexually, other than one encounter when I was 20 , a drunk fumble with a team-mate – stroking under the covers pretending we didn’t know.
So I started looking at jocks stroking and then went down that rabbit hole, became more curious, came across Twinks and then Sissy porn. This lead me to online random chat and from there I started going on every night. Watching men go past with words like Master, Slave, Footpig, Sissy, and exploring more. I have always felt something submissive in me, I don’t know why, but inferior to real men in the locker room, or dressing room, I am not that hairy, my legs are naturally very smooth but I am not feminine, I am 2m tall, 220 and I played sport for 20 years. However, I’ve always felt like some men have known that I am inferior or feminine, like they could sense I was weak, and was sometimes secretly checking them out, but I would be a pussy all my life and never do anything about it. That was until I meant Master Lion – he has brought out my true self and made me happy to be a faggot. I am a faggot for Master Lion and serve him unconditionally.
Master Lion is a 25yr old UK alpha, I would now probably describe him as a Sigma Alpha, as he’s incredible smart but also comes across more of a lone wolf or maverick. He is a real man, strong, massive legs that would crush me, big strong chest and sexy facial hair, he also has a massive dick, big and thick – he’s very confident, just easy in his own skin. He has a long term GF but has faggots eating out of the palm of his hand or more like licking his feet. He also has an accent that makes me faggot in a couple of words, his voice is a real turn on for me, makes me weak. He is strong, direct, knows what he wants and gets its, know what I want and make me want it and afterwards, he is kind and caring and makes me always feel like I need more, but I know my place, I am his faggot, not his mate, friend or anything else.
It’s only been 6 months since last summer and there have been up and downs, mainly because I pussied out but we have a good thing going on right now. The logistics are not easy, I travel and he’s a bit further away from me but when its on its on and I do my best to serve, obey and please him. We have the same kinks now but it wasn’t always that way as I am a complete fag baby and he has had to teach me so much. I wasnt into feet, now I crave them , would do bizarre or risk things, now I look for task and ma keen. Recently I started to get fixated by his armpits. There are other things involved in our dynamics but it rest on the factor that in the “normal world” I am the boss, but in the “real world” he owns me. I am his property and want to make him happy. The Power shift works, he feeds the fag in me, giving me tasks and learnings, he lets the faggot in me, my true self come out.
It was interesting to read about the “Subspace” as it describes me very well, when presented with a task that in the normal world you would run a million miles from, I receive it from him and want to make him proud, a wave comes over me and I stay in it and ride it all the way. It can be something like “ You had coffee or eaten fag” when I am at work. “ Go and get a coffee and piss in it and take it back to your desk – Sip it and enjoy it”. I find myself immediately going to get it done for my master and enjoying it. The fag stays with me and I get on with my day. This would sounds crazy to me 6 months ago but now I just do it and enjoy it.
Happy to tell you more Sam – I guess it’s early on our journey, but we have built a trust, I can relax under his feet knowing that there is nothing wrong with me, I initially had a lot of shame but it’s pretty much gone now. I also said to you that for a long time it was about me, like me trying to get off, but something clicked before in November, when we had a session and I didn’t even think about getting off or cumming or myself, my sole focus was on my master, I was in a fag trance or haze for him, concentrating on him, doing things for him, listening to his voice. I was naked with my mask on and cock locked and didn’t think about myself for the first time. Just solely focused on him. Afterwards, when we were talking I said it to him and he said “I know Faggot and that’s the way it should be – Good Boy” When he tells me I am a “good boy” it makes me weak. I told him it felt better not cumming and just staying horny all the time for days and days – riding the fag wave, and he rewarded me the next day, I won’t say how but it kind of cemented everything and now it’s like I just get what he needs and I forget about myself.
Virtually everything about their upcoming meet has been coordinated and controlled by Master Lion. Here’s what Doug sent me while I was working on this post:
So hadn’t spoke to my master for a few days and then he contacted me today on his way home.
“You better be getting ready to be fucking owned bitchboy. I want to know your schedule for every hour you are here. I want you to wear that red G-string thong and look like a proper fag under your suit, as soon as you step off the plane your owned. You are my property l, my fucking toy- get ready to get stretched over the next 48hrs”
That made me weak Sam…I told him exactly my schedule said I was ready to be owned and will make him feel strong and powerful then he said
” You ll do what your told and I want to see that article you are working on for that faggot or at least snippets if I am bother to read it”
It sounds like Master Lion is an Alpha who knows exactly what he wants!
I hope my little tribute post pleases Master Lion so much that he stretches Doug even more!
I’m looking forwatd to hearing how their meet-up goes!
The following post is part of a thread following the ownership of a 19-year-old faggot named Alex by a 46-year-old Master named Henry. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!
May-September relationships often struggle to survive. The age difference leads to too many mismatched interests and radically different viewpoints.
But huge age differences almost always enhance Master/faggot relations. Many fåggots have Daddy issues, and older Alphas love to own and breed fresh, young, energetic fag pussy they can train.
It’s a win/win!
Recently a 19-year-old faggot named Alex encountered a 46-year-old Alpha named Henry at a club, and sparks flew!
Here’s Alex’s telling of it:
Hi, my name is Alex. I’m 18 (turning 19 in two weeks) and I’m a faggot. My Masters name is Henry and he is just an absolute god. He’s this ridiculously handsome 46 year old British man, he’s 6’7”, has a nine inch long cock with a 5.5 inch circumference (he let me measure it). He has the most beautiful blue eyes, chestnut hair that’s starting to gray (it’s so hot oh my god), and nice beard. He’s ripped out of his mind and has a pretty hairy body. We met at a BDSM club in early November and we fucked and it was absolutely amazing. We both really enjoyed it so I went home with him and we had a round two. We were cuddling after and we were talking about our biggest fantasies and so told him that it was being owned by a man. He asked if I meant like an Alpha-Faggot type of relationship and I told him yes. He asked if I’d want to be his faggot cause I was such a good sub for him back at the club and I was able to take his dick so well and I was good at fucking him. I spent the night at his place and when we woke up we got dressed, went to go get coffee, then he took me to a sex shop and got me my first cage.
Now let’s stop right there. Notice how Master Henry already understood Hierarchical dynamics and helped Alex accept his role through careful communication? That’s the mark of a true Master. An experienced Master will draw out a faggot from its internal hiding place and help it to accept what it was naturally born to be.
I can see why Alex was so taken by Master Henry!
We went back to his place and had our first proper session together as Alpha and Faggot. After about two weeks of serving him he told me he wanted me to be a live in faggot. I happily accepted. I moved in with him on November 26. I’m currently taking a gap year (although he still has English citizenship so we might move to the UK if shit really hits the fan here) but I honestly am seriously considering not to go to college and just serving him. He makes enough money to easily support the both of us. I kind of act like his housewife. I bring him breakfast in bed every morning and wake him up with a blowjob. I do his laundry and iron his clothes. I make him lunches to bring to work with him. I run his errands and take care of his home while he’s away. I make sure that he either comes home to a home cooked meal or dinner still cooking and a glass of whiskey and sometimes a foot rub to occupy him while he waits. He’s a very loving and affectionate Master. When he’s not using me he likes to cuddle and give me kisses and pet my hair and he’s always telling me what a good boy I am.
Affection is another useful training tool a Master can and should use when taking ownership of a faggot. Being owned is an adjustment; a faggot must adjust to not only a new routine and life, but also to its own purpose. This can be really hard for young fags like Alex.
He’s genuinely one of the smartest, kindest, most loving people I’ve ever met. (He’s also really good with kids which is so hot for me) I genuinely think I’m starting to fall in love with him. I would love to be his little faggot husband if he would let me. I told him this last night and he said he liked the sound of that. Tonight he invited some of his other Alpha friends over to gang bang me. The youngest guy was 42 and the smallest dick was a little over 7 inches. I’m a size queen and have always been into older men this made me happy. It was absolutely incredible. Not only did I serve these men, but while they were using me, I was also serving my Master! I love my Master so much and I’m so glad I get to belong to such an amazing man!! I hope every faggot gets to have as amazing as a Master as him.
It’s interesting that Master Henry introduced his new young faggot to gang bangs so early. I guess it makes sense in that it’s good to get a faggot’s mind focused on being property.
I wanted to highlight this experience to show faggots that there are powerful, experienced Masters who are Protector Alphas and understand what a faggot needs. You don’t need to serve Alphas who hurt you.
Real Men don’t hurt faggots (except sexually), just like they wouldn’t hurt a loyal dog.
I’m so glad little Alex has found a great owner in Master Henry! We will be hearing more about them!
The following post is part of a thread detailing the awakening of a straight God Alpha named Kenzo by his lifelong faggot Kevin. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!
I love awakening straight God Alphas. Throughout my life I have been responsible for multiple God Alpha awakenings, both in my personal life as well as my online Hierarchical teaching “career”. There is nothing like that moment when a God Alpha’s eyes are opened to the truth about himself, about his place in Hierarchy, and, most importantly, everything that is now possible in his life.
The impossible suddenly becomes not only possible, but probable.
When Master Kenzo’s lifelong faggot Kevin first opened his eyes to the truth about his Alphahood and the ownership of inferior males, I don’t know that any of us realized exactly how much power coursed through Master Kenzo. At a glance, Master Kenzo seemed like practically any other young straight Alpha who was married with kids.
But Kevin hinted early on that Master Kenzo was different. He told me there was an undeniable and irresistible control and magnetism about his Alpha friend, something so powerful he couldn’t resist it any longer. With my encouragement, Kevin opened up the Pandora’s Box of Master Kenzo’s Alphahood …
… And a Kraken emerged, awe-inspiring in power and hungry for world domination.
In almost no time flat, Master Kenzo made the leap to faggot owner and breeder, quickly accepting that it is his natural right to use anyone or anything he wants. However, owning and using faggots is easy when you’re as powerful as Master Kenzo.
But there is a greater expression of power than that: the cucking and submitting of other straight Men.
Listen to Master Kenzo’s description of what he just did a couple of days ago:
Since you’re very well versed in Hierarchy matters, I want your insight on something. I’m in the process of acquiring new slaves, looking first at my former submissive high school classmates.
There is one I have some contacts with and who lives not far away. He was of those thugs bullying weak boys and to whom I gave a proper beating, after which he became an obedient buddy. He’s married to an ex-girlfriend, who ended up with him after I dumped her, although since then I have still fucked her from time to time. I’m thinking I could enslave them both and considering how to do it.
As mentioned, I got in touch with the former high school mate I had put in his place. I went over to his place to share a few beers. In friendly conversation, I had fun reminding him how badly I kicked his ass and how obedient he had become afterwards. He laughed awkwardly and said “I knew better than to mess with you!” and I then I knew I had a free path. I even said: “I’m sure if I had told you to kiss My feet in front of everyone, you would have!” He was visibly embarrassed, but replied, “You’d already humiliated me in front of everyone, anyway!”
As I was sitting in front of him, I slumped back in My armchair, stretched, put My socked feet on his lap and watched for his reaction. He didn’t object and carried on as if nothing had happened. After a moment, I said: “Why don’t you rub them?” He paused, reluctant. “Come on, buddy, be a nice boy, I need it!” With an uneasy chuckle, he began to rub My feet. After a while, as we were talking about his wife, My ex-girlfriend, I said: “You know I still fuck her now and then, right? After all, it would be hard for her to give up the best sex after having enjoyed a taste of it.”
He was shocked and angry. I think he had some suspicions, but for Me to tell him so openly obviously hurt and humiliated him deeply. He pushed My feet away and said very angrily “Wait, are you serious right now”? I got up and approached him menacingly: “What? You want to try and get your lost male honor back? Go on, we’ll see if the result will be different this time.” After a few seconds, he lowered his eyes. “That’s more like it”, I said, and I sat back down and rested back My feet on his lap.
He remained quite silent for the next few minutes while I was chattering to him about My fucks with his wife, when she came home. He pushed My feet away again immediately, but I got up and went to greet her before he did. “Hey babe, I just talked to your husband, he’s OK with us having sex! How about it, right now?” She was very surprised, glanced at her husband who was remaining silent and looking away, then she enthusiastically replied “Sure, why not!”
We went to their bedroom and I fucked her like a bitch (including My favorite position: foot on her head). I think her screams were very audible. When I let her rest in bed and went back into the living room, he was playing video games with the headphones on and the sound very loud! I sat down on the sofa and tapped him on the shoulder. “Hey, buddy, I’m exhausted from making your wife orgasm, I could use another foot massage while I rest.” He reluctantly sat in front of Me, remaining silent, his face tight and angry, but massaged My feet while I played his game console.
She must have been asleep, because I didn’t see her again that night and, an hour later, when I got up, I said to the inferior boy: “You know what? You actually should kiss My feet and thank Me for pleasuring your wife better than you do.” Once again, he remained frozen, silent, eyes downcast. I slammed My fist into my palm and said, “Or maybe I should teach you some manners?” Then he rushed to kiss My feet and mumbled, “Thank you for fucking my wife.” “That’s better. Good boy.” I said.
THIS is how it’s done!
I really wish more Alphas understood the incredible and unlimited nature of their own power. Of course, not every Alpha is a God Alpha, but every Alpha has within him the ability to flex his superiority in any circumstance and take what he wants.
The real difference here is that Master Kenzo has the WILL and the HUNGER to match his indominable God Alpha power.
Flushed with adrenaline, notice what Master Kenzo chose to do immediately after this dramatic conquest:
I can tell you: when I went back to My second home, I fucked Kevin harder than ever. The poor boy was pretty roughed up, as I slapped and spat at him. But I cuddled him and reminded him how much I love him.
Notice he didn’t run home to his wife, but instead he chose to mount and breed his conquered faggot Kevin. Why? Because that was a night of conquest, a night of Kingdom building, and it was important to Master Kenzo that he keeps all aspects of his reign in submission.
But Master Kenzo is far, far from done.
So, as you can see, I’ve made pretty good headway. But it’s far from complete yet. I want more.
I want him to kiss My feet right in front of her, maybe even suck My dick. I want her to watch and see that the man she had chosen to marry is inferior to Me and is made to submit to Me. And I want him to actually watch and see Me fucking his wife and hear her cries of ecstasy with My cock inside her. I want him to worship Me while I fuck his wife.
And in due time, I want to fuck him like a bitch. I want to deprive him of his last remaining vestiges of manhood. He will cry hard, I’m sure, but he will thank Me later, when he enjoys the true delight of servitude to Me.
You know what, faggot? I truly love power. I love being a God. I love being Me.
Master Kenzo is in his early twenties, and he’s already doing things that even more experienced Alphas hesitate to try. He’s unstoppable.
He’s the very definition of a God Alpha. We’ve awakened an Alpha Beast of apocalyptic power, and he will not be satisfied until he’s consumed the world.
Declan took me out to the pub yesterday and had many drinks. Ordered me to go to the washroom and video myself pissing in the urinal. A guy walked in and said:
“Hey sexy, need me to take your phone and video you pissing Sir?”
I had one hand on my phone and one holding my pants and didn’t have time to hide or move. He peaked over and said
“Oh fuck!!! I fucking thought you were a dominant guy.” He laughed and left I guess he only came to flirt and try to hook up in the washroom.
After I washed my hands I went back to the table and the guy bought Declan a beer. I walked over embarrassed and he said:
“Hey boy, I bought your man a beer, why don’t you go have a smoke and come back once the men finish talking”
I looked at Declan and he said “Go boy!”
Once I came back, Declan was alone and I asked what happened.
“He loved that you were locked. He thought I was your sub. He was asking me if I would lend you out one day. I took his number and will message him this weekend. He drinks Budweiser, go buy him a beer and let him know it’s from me.”
I walked over with a beer and handed to him and his buddy said: “next time don’t forget my beer boy”
Oh man I was humiliated. Being at the bar and being watched by that group of guys. Outing me that I was owned and cock locked.
Hey, I’ve been reading your website for a while but I’ve never sent you a message before. However, I just saw your last post about vers men and I want to clarify one thing in case people do not agree with you:
SAM IS RIGHT, VERS ARE FAGGOTS
I am 41, I’ve been married with a sub fag for 20 years. We met when he was 18 and I was 21. After a few weeks talking online (back in 2005), he insisted that he was vers and he would only get in a relationship with me if I bottomed for him too. I invited him out for dinner for our very first date, I ordered a salad for him and told him that he should eat something light because I was going to fuck him. He took it as a joke. After 2 glasses of red wine and a few hours later, he was on his knees in my apartment sucking my dick.
I spent 5 minutes fucking his throat and repeating out loud that there was just one top in my house. 20 years later, he is a very successful and happy man, whose little dick has not seen a hole since 2005.
I truly believe that vers men enjoy the feeling of fucking, it feels awesome. But it only takes one real man to make them understand what they are. So, if anyone doubts you, here is a 40-year-old Alpha with 20 years of experience fucking multiple faggots and owning my most precious fag as my husband.
Congrats for your great content, Sam. I hope you have a nice weekend.
Master, thank you very much for your perfectly-written explanation of what I consider to be the correct Hierarchical interpretation! Your thoughts and experience should be the final nail in the coffin for the versatile argument. You’ve destroyed it completely.
Your fag husband should be very grateful that you are the Alpha you are, and that you submitted him with your great power. Without that, your husband would’ve wasted more of his life lost in a limbo of confusion and uncertainty. How sad that would be!
I can understand why some faggots want to cling to the “versatile” tag. As you said, fucking feels great, but it also has to do with a fear of losing complete control to an Alpha. Of losing autonomy. Of becoming a possession.
The twist in this is the fact that being completely owned by an Alpha brings great FREEDOM. It allows the faggot to truly experience purpose and fulfillment every day. I liken the times I’ve been owned to being in the eye of a hurricane. The world all around is chaos, but I’m safe and at peace under the power of my Master. No doubt your faggot feels that way. I wish that feeling for every faggot.
Master, I would dearly love to profile you on the site. I think your twenty-plus year reign over Hierarchy has given you much wisdom and insight that I’d love to share if you’re willing. Please write to me at hi*****************@***il.com.
The following post is part of a thread detailing the awakening of a straight God Alpha named Kenzo by his lifelong faggot Kevin. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!
There are many extremely dominant and powerful straight Alphas in the world. Sadly, many of them pass on the possibility of attaining true power through the ownership of faggots because of their disgust of faggots in general and the homophobic stigma that comes with it.
But some straight Alphas are too powerful to allow the petty insecurities of inferior males to keep them from receiving all of the worship and service they know they deserve. I’ve been blessed to know some of these greatest Alphas, and I’ve been able to chronicle them online as well.
I call them God Alphas, for they are Lord and Master over all.
When my dear brother Kevin began telling me about his former friend Master Kenzo, he seemed to be perfect in every way. I held back my excitement, though, because I know how faggots sometimes hyperventilate over Men and oversell them.
But I’ve recently been in communication with Master Kenzo as well as Kevin, and I can tell you he is every bit the God Alpha Kevin described. Maybe more powerful than Kevin or I ever imagined.
To recap: Master Kenzo is a purely straight Alpha in his early twenties who is married to a gorgeous female named Sarah, and they have two beautiful little boys. Master grew up knowing Kevin, a slightly older faggot. However, recently Kevin (with an assist from me) admitted to Master Kenzo that he was a faggot, and Master Kenzo seized the opportunity to own Kevin as his personal property. Honestly, it happened so quickly and naturally that it still shocks me.
But here’s a secret: faggot ownership unlocks new levels of power within a straight Alpha. Once a straight Alpha feels the rush that comes from having another male totally submit himself and serve him selflessly, he suddenly realizes that he can have anything he wants. He starts to see the world the way only the most powerful and elite Kings see it. From that point, he ascends and transforms into a being of pure and radiant power. He realizes that nothing – NOTHING – can stop him or resist him.
At that point, a God Alpha like Kenzo makes the impossible possible.
Here’s a story Master Kenzo just told me that illustrates my point. You see, like almost all Alphas, Master Kenzo has multiple females he fucks besides Lady Sarah (and Kevin). He has a primary side-chick who serves as his most convenient cum dump. But now that Master Kenzo has ascended, his power needs have grown exponentially, and it’s changing everything in his life rapidly.
Notice the latest change:
The chick is a booty call I met at the gym a few years ago. She’s not as sweet nor as smart as My beloved lady Sarah and she’s not partner or mother material, but she’s still very hot. So I love to fuck her from time to time, and I enjoy being tougher with her than with Sarah.
A year ago or so, while we were in bed and she was resting on My chest, she tried to seduce Me and suggest to Me that I should consider dumping Sarah and settle with her instead. I was furious. I put her in her place by crushing her head with My foot while I fucked her. I said “you’ll never disrespect my beloved Sarah again! Know your place, bitch” She begged for My mercy. Since then, she has always remembered her place.
Recently, while we were cuddling in bed, My lady Sarah mentioned that she would like to have a maidservant of her own, a girl she could order around. She’s an obedient and loving partner and great mother for My sons, so I wanted to reward her. I realized that my main side chick was the best candidate for the position.
So I went to her place last weekend. She began to undress but I told her that, before I ever fuck her again, she was going to submit to My lady and be my family’s domestic slave girl as well as my sexual slave. She fell on her knees and began to cry. She said “You want me to serve her? At your place?” I sternly answered “Either that, or you’ll never see me again”. With tears in her eyes, she moved towards me on all fours and started to unzip my pants. I stopped her by grabbing her wrists. “Please! I want it so badly! I can’t live without You!” she said, but I replied angrily “So, what are you going to do?”. And she broke into tears “I’ll be your family’s slave, Master! Please, don’t leave me, please! I’m begging you!”. “That’s a good girl” I said, before face-fucking her.
That night, she slept in Kevin’s basket in our bedroom. She kissed our feet while we were making love, and then I fucked her on the floor while Sarah was resting on the bed. The morning after, she learned her new duties to My lady as her maidservant and I informed Kevin of my new slave’s arrival in My stable.
Incredible!
What I find particularly interesting is how Master Kenzo’s ascension to God Alpha-levels of power has affected his Lady, Sarah. She was already remarkably understanding of Master Kenzo’s needs as an Alpha, but now that Master Kenzo has taken ownership of a faggot she wants a slave, too. She’s feeding off of the power and direction of her God Alpha Owner.
Master Kenzo demonstrates what can be achieved when a completely secure and powerful straight Alpha takes ownership, not just of faggots, but also his own Alphahood. Essentially, he can truly create any life he chooses, become whatever he chooses to be, and take ownership of everything and everyone he wants.
The following post is part of a thread chronicling a 43-year-old black-American faggot in France named Nate who boldly teaches Alphas about Hierarchy. CLICK HERE for all posts in this thread in chronological order!
Occasionally I run across a faggot who listens carefully to the things I teach and then executes them at a high level. I love these ones because I often receive messages from them telling me about the successes they’re having in submitting to Alphas or even approaching Alphas.
Every win by a faggot in this area means yet another advancement in the battle we wage against a world in denial of the truth of Hierarchy.
A tremendous victory was recently achieved by a 43-year-old faggot in France named Nate. I first met Nate when he approached me about translating vital parts of this site into French in order to further the reach and message (which I absolutely love and appreciate!).
But Nate is much more proactive and clever than I even realized. He’s a faggot after my own heart, because he enjoys the process of opening the understanding of straight Alphas and helping them grasp the truth of Hierarchy in their own lives. He does this is a variety of ways, including several of the techniques I’ve long espoused online. Read Nate’s account and see if you can spot some of them!
Your site helped me be bolder in accepting my position as a trainer faggot. I train both Alphas and faggots. My Master, I’ll call him D for the moment until I can ask him if it’s alright that I disclose his identity. Master D I met at the gym. I thought that he was like 27 around 30 years old and he thought that I was like 20. I’m 43 and he’s 20. I’m Black-American and he’s Italian. I look very young for my age so people are always thinking that I look super young.
But when I met him I detected this kind of suppressed Alpha energy but I wasn’t sure if he actually was an Alpha. After the gym we would all go to the sauna and I just remember wondering if he was indeed an Alpha. He’s very playful and accommodating and he’s immensely popular. So, in the sauna I began to sit on the bottom seat next to his feet. I did notice that he would pay particular attention to me even though he was surrounded by his gym friends and joking with them. He just kept looking at me and I couldn’t understand why. Then, he began joining me on the bottom step, which confused me. So, I wondered if he had actually misunderstood my gesture.
All of the shower stalls are single person except one, which has two shower heads. I always shower in the one that has two shower heads. No one ever goes into that shower if another person is in there. One day, however, Master D walked into it while I was showering and I was shocked. He didn’t make any deal out of it and just began showering right next to me. This was when I thought that he was hitting on me but wasn’t really an Alpha. But my mind kept going back and forth because I had not seen this type of behavior in another Alpha before. Yet, what he did was so confident that I didn’t understand it.
Then I invited him to Thanksgiving dinner with my friends and he accepted tentatively as he needed to check in with his girlfriend. I knew that he really wanted to be there but I knew that his girlfriend would have reservations because she truly knew no one. So they didn’t come, but I was impressed by the fact that he wholeheartedly accepted my invitation. So, since he could not attend I made Master D a doggy bag and brought it to him. He was elated! I wrote on the containers ‘Alpha’. He saw that, looked at me but said nothing (he speaks English well but prefers French). He told me to hold his stuff while he put the food in his bag. I told him that I was delighted to hold anything for him. He said that he ate everything but the Turkey because he doesn’t like day old meat (I am vegetarian so I don’t even know what the turkey tasted like). It was his first Thanksgiving meal and he had never tasted those flavors.
So, then I got bold enough to ask him if he thought that he was an Alpha. He said that he thought so but wasn’t sure what it entailed. I explained to him what I knew about it and how I saw his comportment but I didn’t want to impose my thoughts on him. I could tell that he was hesitant to accept his role and I was very confused as to why. I told him that I was a faggot. He didn’t exactly understand what a faggot was so I told him a servant or a submissive. I could see that he felt more relaxed, but he as still very hesitant. So, I asked him if I could call him Master or Alpha and he said yes. That’s how it began.
Long-time readers will recognize some of Nate’s actions from my writings. For example, I’ve always stressed to faggots that they take a physical position lower than the Alpha they’re interested in. In this case, Nate purposely sat on a lower bench at this Alpha’s feet. Nate also made himself useful, providing food (labeled with the word “Alpha” – clever!). And then Nate used one of my absolutely favorite intro lines: “Sir, do you consider yourself to be Alpha?” This often leads to very revealing conversations, which is why I’ve always pushed this technique.
See how effective these things were for Nate:
One day I saw him at the gym without his water bottle. I asked him where it was and he said that he had accidently broken it. I laughed about him not knowing his own strength and he laughed in agreement. Two days later I bought him another water bottle of the same size. His is like 5 liters compared to my 1.2 liters, Master D is extremely ripped and he takes his fitness seriously! He thanked me and smiled but never told me that I should not have, which I though significant. Then, in the sauna later he told the other guys that apparently, he was an Alpha according to me. I was more embarrassed by that declaration than he was. In fact, he didn’t seem bothered by it at all.
He started responding quicker to my messages and so I took that opportunity to make sure and call him Master. He would reply with “Sir” and I finally told him, when he was on vacation that he could call me faggot. He said he still didn’t understand the significance of the word so I explained it better to him and then sent him “The Prime” page that I translated for you. He actually read it and told me that there were some things on it that he didn’t necessarily agree with but all in all he felt that he was an Alpha. So then he said he would call me faggot from then on.
A few times in the gym he would assert his authority over me and I loved it! One time he told me that he needed the dumbbell that I was working with. I stared at him and he at me and I knew my place and I gave it to him. He told me to get another one and I did but went for a smaller one. He corrected me and told me to go bigger. I told him that he was right and he said, “of course! I’m always right!” He smiled slightly but no laugh. Then in the shower, which he continues to share with me, he will not let me take a warm shower anymore. He tells me to join him in the sauna and I have to leave when he does to take a shower and go back in. He requires that the shower be cold. One time I tried to wash up the soap off in warm water and he felt the water was warm and said very directly, “turn the water to cold.” Then he continued doing what he was doing as if he knew I would obey. I HATE cold anything, especially water and weather but I knew I had to obey my Master.
So, yesterday he laid down his preliminary ground rules as my Master. He said that he is not a dictator but he wanted to be my Master if I wanted to serve him and I agreed. I told him that I wanted to be at his feet and he was shocked. Then I told him that it was normal and why I had started sitting down in the sauna next to his feet. He remembered and said, now he understood! But even after all of this I was wondering why he was so passive about owning a faggot or being an Alpha. I just kept questioning if I had gotten it wrong because I’m used to Alpha’s taking charge almost immediately. But then, during one of our conversations I understood much better. He is Italian and, though he does not practice any particular religion, his upbringing has it in his head that he doesn’t have a natural superiority over faggots. I sighed in defeat because of the hardest things for a person to overcome are erroneous religious beliefs.
See how just a few careful applications of techniques I’ve been teaching can unlock a straight Alpha’s need and desire for ownership and control? These Alphas WANT to be MASTERS of everything. They WANT TO BE KINGS. To a limited degree they can get that from females, but once they realize they can truly become that by owning and using faggots, they want that just as badly.
Hierarchy is practically part of our biology. It’s hard-wired into us. Therefore, we respond in somewhat predictable ways for our type. All Alphas love power and worship. All faggots love to submit and serve.
Nate and I and other faggots are simply utilizing triggers for these natural needs and wants in Alphas so that we might be fulfilled in service to them. You can do it, too!
The following post is part of a thread about Master Simon, a 17-year-old Apex Alpha in Sweden who has taken ownership of his faggot father, Algot. CLICK HERE for all posts in this thread in chronological order!
Last October I published a pretty inflammatory article (again) featuring a young male having sex with his father (again). The wrinkle in this story is that the young male, Simon, is a natural-born Alpha who has been using faggots for a couple of years, and his father, Algot, was one of the faggots he fucked and now owns.
Yeah, I know. It’s actually crazy how many of these types of stories I’ve uncovered over the years. Do you think it’s telling us something about Hierarchy? IT DEFINITELY DOES!
Anyway, I heard from Master Simon yesterday, and he had something shocking to tell me.
I have not really gave you any updated as of late i am so sorry but it is becues it has all crashed and burned.
It got out that i was using my father and lets just say people were not happy me and my dad have been ridiculed publicly in our city and has decided to stop our master slave relationship we both also realized that even though it was hierarchy correct for me to use him like that it was not ethical in anyway so we both have decided to move to a new city to start a new life we have also decided to move to different citys and go low contact for a while be both still love each other and need to realize we are father and son and nothing more
I just wanted to update you on the situation i will also add that i will still carry on being and alpha and using faggots in the my new place and my father will still be a faggot and get used at his new place.
My question for you is how I’m supposed to go back to normal whit my dad when i know he is under me in the hierarchy and when i know i have had him as a slave
WOW!
While I’m sad that Master Simon had to confront the world’s angry mob of torch-carrying Karens, I’m not too sorry that Master Simon is no longer fucking his faggot father. I just don’t feel like it’s a healthy situation.
I told Master Simon this, but I also reminded him of this: Hierarchy in its purest form doesn’t recognize the rightness or the wrongness of an Hierarchical action. The action is right or wrong based solely on power. So, in the case of Master Simon and his faggot father, the situation between the two is perfectly Hierarchical.
Master Simon responded to my criticism:
What you said about my father/faggot is true. He will always crave me. It was me who had to put a stop to me using him he protested but i just think its unhealthy for us both. His last act of service was buying my new apartment and moving me in. i really hope he finds an alpha who treat him well. I will update you when i find a new faggot in the city.
You can hear the affection Master Simon has for his faggot father. He deeply understands and appreciates the unavoidable truth about his father, and even though he doesn’t have the traditional respect for him the way other sons have for their fathers, he still wants his father to find a proper Alpha.
For me, the story underlines the struggle the Hierarchical movement faces against societal “norms”. Hierarchy rattles that false foundation to its core, and so it’s natural that society would fight back.
I’m so proud of Master Simon for not allowing what happened in his previous city to stop his desire to own faggots and express his Alphahood. He’s absolutely fearless, and simply wants to find fulfillment as an Alpha.
And I guarantee you that nothing will ever stop that!
The other day I conducted an interview on an XSpace and many others joined in. One of those speakers was a findom Alpha named @DomSirNash.
Master Nash is more than just a findom Alpha. He’s an older Alpha who understands the value of the power he has been given, and he likes to use it whenever he discovers a faggot in public.
This is the kind of thing I’m always encouraging Alphas to do. Just walk up and demand service. They will give in to true Alphas every time. And I guarantee there is nothing like that rush of breaking someone through just the sheer force of will!
