Losing And Gaining Control

This post is part of a thread following Ben, a young Alpha who is learning how to manipulate and use faggots. CLICK HERE to read all posts in this thread in chronological order!

Master Ben continues to advance at a breakneck pace. His power is like an exploding star, infinitely powerful and racing out of sight. However, the more apt cosmological comparison might be a black hole. Master Ben absolutely draws faggots in and consumes them whole. He becomes their entire horizon, their complete reality. It’s been incredible to consult with him daily about what he plans with his faggots and his rapidly-growing empire.

The Three Primary Faggots

Master Ben took a huge step forward this weekend. He gathered his three primary faggots – Jack, Dean, and Calum – to his place. He first called Dean and Calum to him while Jack busied himself with his chores, and Master Ben placed both faggots into chastity!

And this was an interesting twist: Master Ben made both faggots click the locks shut before handing over the keys! I love this little touch (for the psychological control).

Then Master Ben told Dean and Calum to take over the house chores while Jack took his place at his Master’s feet. Then Master Ben placed a collar around Jack’s neck and had Jack also snap the lock shut before handing over the key.

After that, Master Ben told Jack that he wanted him to be his first official live-in faggot! Jack and the other two faggots were so thrilled by this development! So Jack moved in immediately the next day!

But Master Ben then related something that happened between himself and his new live-in faggot Jack that reveals the deepening trust that can be shared between a Master and his personal faggot.

First thing to mention is how well Jack has adapted to being a live-in faggot. To be honest, I’m not sure ‘adapted’ is the right word, its as if he was born for this role. He formally moved into my place on Saturday, he has his own cupboard for his clothes/belongings in one of the spare bedrooms but he sleeps in my room with me. I find it more convenient having him to hand throughout the night and first thing in the morning. Since he moved in we’ve spoken more about his role and position in my household, I’ve already made it clear to him (as I’ve told you) that he is very special to me and that as my favoured faggot he has somewhat more agency than his fag-brothers and he has privileges that they will likely never have. Some may balk at the idea of me allowing Jack to enjoy such freedom but I have no concerns, everything Jack does is about serving me, pleasing me and making my life easier and more enjoyable. Unlike Dean and Calum, who are equally committed to serving and pleasing me, Jack has never really needed to be told, instructed or ordered around, he already knows what I want, expect and like and acts accordingly. In return, I allow him greater freedoms to judge for himself what would be the best use of his time (though, as Jack himself said, no matter where he is or what he is doing my word comes before everything else…call and he’ll be there). As a result Jack has, voluntarily, taken on all domestic duties around the house, he cooks, cleans and does the laundry, he restocks the kitchen and I have put him in charge of handing out tasks to Dean and Calum when I am not there during the week. When all three fags are at my place (which is most weeknights, though they typically aren’t allowed to stay over, and most weekends) Jack continues to focus primarily on his domestic tasks and doesn’t require supervision which allows me to spend more time training and focusing on Dean and Calum. As I said to you a while ago, when I first raised the idea of Jack becoming a live-in fag, one of the many benefits is that I am free to give more of my attention to Dean and Calum when they are here (rather than primarily favouring Jack) as I know I will be able to focus on Jack whenever we’re alone. Of course there are instances where I still wish to use Jack while the Dean and Calum are there and the faggots essentially switch roles with Dean and Calum taking over Jack’s domestic duties whilst he services me. On weekends, I’ve told Dean and Calum that they will be primarily responsible for domestic duties and Jack is free to serve me and I can spend some decent time enjoying him.

Since Jack became my live-in faggot our bond has grown considerably stronger, in many cases there isn’t even a need for me to speak in order for him to know what I want from him. We’re both so attuned to each other that things run seamlessly, without me needing to constantly give instructions or training. Usually Jack manages to complete his domestic tasks before I get home from work and certainly before fags Dean and Calum leave for the night which means the evenings and mornings (and all day on the weekends) are dedicated to each others company. He serves in the normal ways, kneeling before me and worshipping my feet, taking care of my cock and having his holes used, but as I’ve said to you privately the level of trust we have between us and my particular affection for him has opened up many new possibilities.

I told you a few weeks ago Jack had expressed and interest in much more physical, ‘non-vanilla’ service (as he put it) and at the time I told him to wait as it had only really been a couple of weeks since he began serving me. I have always enjoyed ‘non-vanilla’ sex, I am a big fan of BDSM and breath play, I enjoy consensual non-consent and various other…interests…that, up until recently I’ve been reticent to fully indulge primarily due to the safety/legal concerns of pursuing these situations with someone who isn’t fully willing or prepared and who I don’t have a sufficient level of trust with. Over the last couple of months it has become clear that Jack is perfect for these things…he is enticed by and enjoys the same things I am (though of course he is enticed by the submission whereas I am enticed by the domination) and we began to build up to these more intimate and extreme encounters a few weeks ago, rather than jumping in at the deep-end, primarily for Jack’s safety and mental preparedness. Since Saturday there has barely been a moment where we haven’t been fucking or…’playing’ other than when I am at work or dealing with Dean and Calum. There are no barriers or constraints between us anymore and we have both pushed each other to the limits of our desires. Jack has come close to the breaking point in his submission and I have walked the fine line between control and loss of control over the last few weeks (particularly the last few days) and it has been the most exhilarating and fulfilling experience for the both of us. Importantly, the basics I have instilled in Jack remain strong, despite the increasing closeness of our bond, he never over-steps or presumes and remains perfectly content to serve in even the most mundane ways without ever expecting special treatment and I am always sure to care for him and comfort him after our sessions. It has brought us closer than I ever thought possible.

On Sunday I came as close as I’ve ever come to losing control, to the point where I actually shocked myself with what I had done and how far I’d gone. I’d sent Dean and Calum away around midday after they had completed their tasks and Jack and I spent the afternoon exploring some of our more extreme desires. To cut a long story short, after several hours of…I don’t really know what to call it (Fucking? Foreplay? Kink?) Jack ended up fully restrained in the bedroom, he’d been whipped, slapped, trampled, face-fucked etc… (I stress, all consensually and with a safe word in place) before eventually tapping out while I was choking him (again, consensual). Once he’d called time by tapping out I knew it was over, he took a while to collect himself while I released his restraints and as I looked at him and thought about what I’d done I couldn’t believe how easily I’d let that side of me take over. I know Alphas often talk about feeling like a God amongst men but truly, that experience on Sunday was the closest you could ever hope to get to truly feeling like a God. I literally held his life in my hands, he was bound and helpless and it was only afterwards that I realised how easy it would have been for things to go too far, particularly when thinking about how much of a rush/turn-on it was to feel that way.

Afterwards, I spoke to Jack about it and told him how it felt from my side and asked him if he’d felt scared or worried at any point and his answer took me by surprise. He told me that throughout the whole thing he’d only felt arousal, love and total fulfilment…I asked him how he could feel no fear at all being completely restrained and having me, who felt so close to losing control, with my hand around his throat. He said that he knew I wouldn’t hurt him…that no matter how extreme or physical things got he felt safe with me. I admitted to him that I could never understand how he could feel like that, especially considering that I myself was (in retrospect) scared of what I could have done had Jack not tapped out…I told him that I didn’t know whether I would have stopped without him intervening. He told me that he trusted me, knew I would never want to harm him and said that this was what he’d always wanted.

I don’t think I’ll ever understand that level of devotion but it is truly beautiful to see. I spent the rest of the night in bed, Jack curled up next to me, watching TV as I stroked his hair and made sure he knew he was safe with me. The next morning, I woke up to my breakfast prepared as usual and Jack waiting for me by my bed in case I wanted to blow a load before work. Since Sunday we’ve been fucking for hours each night, sometimes I just breed him and sometimes its more…sensual(?). To be honest it’s very confusing and hard to explain what I have with Jack. He’s my loyal, devoted faggot and he means so much to me. 

If you’re reading this encounter between Master Ben and Jack and you are not aroused and vibrating with awe then you must be dead inside. This is one of the most exquisite descriptions of what is possible between an Alpha God and his faithful, devoted faggot. Everything is here – the combustible chemical reactions, the Alpha rage, the faggot sacrifice, the trust, the Beast, the serenity and peace.

It’s what happens when an Alpha and a faggot fully embrace their natural Hierarchical roles and complement each other so perfectly.

The Faggot And The Cuck

But while Master Ben almost lost control with Jack, he reassumed control over another part of his Empire. You might remember that Master Ben picked up a faggot at a bar and subsequently fucked it in front of its cuckold boyfriend. Master Ben had largely subjugated both of them as his faggots, but he’s been too busy with his primary faggots to pay much attention to the faggot couple.

But then a situation emerged the other night that required Master Ben’s expert direction and influence:

Second main thing to mention is the events with my casual faggot from the club and his cuck ‘boyfriend’. I got a text from him on Monday telling me he missed me and that things had been difficult at home between him and the cuck. Apparently the his boyfriend had been taking his frustration with the situation out on the him, being colder and more aggressive, nothing physical but enough to upset and concern him. I told him not to worry and that I’d come over later that night after work.

When I arrived the fag let me in and immediately hugged me and thanked me for coming over. Something felt off from the moment I stepped into their place, I asked him if he was ok and he said that it had just been difficult putting up with his boyfriend’s mood swings. Apparently there had been a lot of arguing that had gotten quite nasty and yet, other times the cuck was super caring and affectionate. I told him it sounded like his boyfriend was having difficulty with his own emotions and insecurities and was taking it out on him because he didn’t have the balls to confront me. I asked him where the cuck was and he told me he was in the bedroom, apparently when he found out I was coming over he said he wanted nothing to do with it.

I told the fag to wait there and I would go and speak to the cuck and sort it out. Again, to cut a long story short, I spoke with the cuck about his behaviour towards my fag (his ‘boyfriend’) and told him to either get on board with the situation or fuck off but under no circumstances would I allow him to continue to upset and intimidate his boyfriend simply because he couldn’t get over his own inadequacies. He denied that he was insecure and claimed that the faggot was just ‘cheating’ on him and he had every right to be annoyed. I asked him if he saw it as ‘cheating’ then why hadn’t he left or, for that matter, why hadn’t his boyfriend left? I told him that the fag wasn’t cheating on him, it was simply allowing me to take care of an urge that he was unable to satisfy. I told him that his boyfriend needed something more than warm words and romance…he needed to be fucked and used and owned and that those were things he could never do. I asked him whether he was genuinely unhappy with the new arrangement between me and his boyfriend or if he simply felt ashamed that another man had to come in and satisfy his partner because he wasn’t up to the job? I confronted him about my suspecting him of taking the boxers I left there after the last time I fucked the fag and he denied it but his face turned bright red… Essentially I told him to accept his place in this relationship and understand why his boyfriend had submitted to me, I explained that if he got over his own insecurities and pride he would may even find some enjoyment in the situation himself. 

I left the bedroom and sat down with the fag, explained what had been said and told him to get in touch with me straight away if he was worried or scared about his boyfriend. I told him that I’d offered to let the cuck in on some of the fun and assured him that I thought this was only a temporary phase while he adjusted to this new reality. The faggot said he hoped that this hadn’t put me off coming back and apologised for ‘wasting my time’…I told him that from the moment he submitted to me for the first time he became partly my responsibility to care for and look after and that as long as he was prepared to submit I would be there to help him and put him to good use.

After spending a few moments comforting the fag I told him I had to go (my three boys were waiting for me at home) but that I’d be back soon. The following day I got a message from him saying that he and the cuck had spoken about things after I had left and apparently the cuck had broken down in tears and told him that he felt worthless and embarrassed that he’d let me walk into their home and ‘steal’ his boyfriend. The fag told me that he’d assured the cuck that this arrangement could be good for everyone involved and tried to convince him to give it a go without any pre-judgement. At this point the cuck admitted to the fag that he had taken my boxers the other week and that he wanted to be involved and was turned on by the thought of having me come round more often and ‘experiment’ but that it was very confusing for him and he didn’t know how to handle to situation.

I texted the fag back and told him the same thing as I’ve told all my other fags…just let yourselves give in to your urges! The only reason it’s difficult or embarrassing or shameful is because society has told you it should be. I told them to think about it objectively…if something makes you feel good, turns you on or is exciting, what reason is there to deny yourself from enjoying it? If it gives you pleasure then be grateful for that, sit back and enjoy the ride…once you let your inhibitions go for the first time and just embrace your fantasies there is no going back.

I told the fag to talk more openly with the cuck about why he chose to serve me, what if feels like, how he came to realise there was no shame in giving in to your instincts and help him understand that it’s natural and pleasurable rather than shameful or embarrassing. He text back a few days later saying the cuck had stopped being so uptight about things and that he was ‘open’ to exploring the arrangement. I told him I was glad to hear it and that next time I was around I’d be including the cuck in our fun too.

If I’m honest, I’m yet to work out whether the cuck is a beta or a fag but either way I’m confident he’ll come on board with the arrangement soon enough. I know he wants to, he just needs to break down those mental barriers instilled in him by society and go with the flow.

It’s inevitable that Master Ben will take total control of the faggot (if not both of these subs) eventually. Master Ben ‘s effortless navigation through the interpersonal complexities of their relationship and his distillation of the truth at its heart simply shines a light on Master Ben’s superior intuition.

The fact that Master Ben took the time to race over to their house to confront this rebellious cuck in defense of HIS faggot (notice how Master Ben took ownership via language) shows the depth of his commitment to Hierarchical righteousness!

Conclusion

The title “Master” gets bandied around quite a bit, especially in places it really doesn’t belong (like findom). The title isn’t one an Alpha assumes because he feels like a Master.

No, the title is EARNED through ACTION.

Master Ben is a Master because of the way he cares for and cultivates his properties, the way he protects them and leads them to fulfillment. If you are a faggot and you sacrifice yourself, pouring out your life and heart at his feet, Master Ben will reach down, stroke your face, and gaze upon your service with favor and appreciation.

Just the way a god would.