This post is part of a thread that follows a straight God Alpha named Dino who took ownership of a faithful faggot named Jamie that has lasted 15 years and led to marriage. CLICK HERE for all posts in this thread in chronological order!

Apex Alpha God Dino has been reading your hyperventilating comments and questions after I published my explosive interview with him last week!

This is going to be PART ONE of two because he responded to some follow-up questions I had after reading what he wrote below. Believe me, he’s so intense that reading all of it at once might cause aneurysms, heart failure, or death.

Here are his responses to my readers:

faggot, 

My cuntboy was not going to calm down until I contacted you about some other faggot’s questions about Me. The hole is so excited that others of his stature recognize My power that it has begged, worshiped, and flattered me until… in other words it has used its position as My possession to encourage Me to allow your faggot readers to glimpse My greatness. After My usual hesitation of ANY acknowledgement of a desire on My boy’s part, I decided to write. 

Question 1- Yes I kiss My bitchboy. Interesting to Me is the fact that kissing was the LAST barrier to taking the cumhole as My wife. Its a straight Man thing. Once I truly loved My jamie as an ‘it’ and really saw it is a faggot, NOT a Man, then kissing wasn’t an issue. If any of you faggots are interested, yes, it gets the occasional full on ‘romantic’ kisses when deserved but, on a regular, receives My ‘face-eating’ kisses much more often.

Question 2-As our relationship progressed through the years so has what I allow the public to see. At first, it was My buddy in public and My bitch at home. Now, I allow the public to see some of what I have in My jamie and will speak to it almost as I do at home, it proudly wears My ring, makes sure others know it has My name, and other things faggots do to let the world know how incredibly awesome its ManGod is. 

Question 3-Ok faggots, My stats are as follows: 6′ 4″   220bs.   Italian Black hair.    Blue/black cruel eyes  Tattoos don’t cover me but I have them everywhere except My ass and My Junk, which is sacred and needs NO adjustment. My arms are 20 inches around. (My cuntboy LOVES them) I have chest hair at the top with a nice fur trail down to the good stuff. From the waist down there’s plenty of hair which My boy plays in constantly. My dick is 9.3 inches long and 5.4 inches wide. The amount I cum is anywhere from one quarter to one third of a cup. ( I own a HAPPY cumwhore who amuses me so I allow it to measure occasionally) I have cum up to 13 times in a 24 hour period at which time I discovered that if My body cannot produce cum as quickly as needed then My load is a mix of cum and blood and it is time to rest awhile. That’s enough of Me for any faggot to know unless it’s MY faggot.

 
Question 4-Other Alpha buds have offered their own fags for My service, say when we’ve all been watching the game, but I have THE perfect fag for me. Between all I have taught it and it’s own natural instinct as to what I need from it, everything is just how I desire to be worshiped and adored. Why throw added elements into a perfect situation? My own faggot is all I need in a servile, enthusiastic cuntwife. It has served and adored Me more, in more ways, than ANY living creature should ever worship anyone and that’s exactly what I deserve. Some say faggots are stupid or should be treated as if it is beneath contempt. That’s bullshit. My faggot is very intelligent and not just intellectually. It must anticipate My every thought,  move, and action-especially concerning sex and love-but in life as well. It makes My dick a little harder knowing that My faggot-wife is smart and gave up a full, successful life for a CHANCE to become My faggot. It was smart enough to find a way to become My cumhole which took real work on its part.

Question 5- I am considering allowing you faggots to see either some part of My body or maybe even see a clip of Me filling My faggots mouth with My cum. I’m torn. If it gives you faggots some hope, My own faggot is so proud that I’m its owner/Alpha Husband that it is pleading for me to allow you all to see my load. Maybe, we’ll see. The best way to handle a faggot’s deepest desires is to deny it what it wants-at least for a while.  Heh heh..

Well sam, I’ve answered the questions. I trust the faggots will be squirming in their seats and clenching their stickpussies while they dream of belonging to Me, a true Alpha God. 

Fuck you faggot…Hahaha

Who else talks like this? Thinks like this? Feels like this?

Master Dino is easily one of the most magnetic and intense forces to ever be featured here on this site. Keep your questions coming below, because he is paying attention to all of the little faggots gathered around his fireplace!

Tomorrow: PART TWO!

This post is part of a thread that follows a straight God Alpha named Dino who took ownership of a faithful faggot named Jamie that has lasted 15 years and led to marriage. CLICK HERE for all posts in this thread in chronological order!

Easily the most intriguing aspect of the story of Jamie and his straight Alpha Dino was Alpha Dino himself. He loomed over that first post like a heavy thundercloud or some other force of nature. I was salivating over the opportunity to speak with the straight god himself, and Jamie kept promising me that he was willing to speak with me.

And after several tense days, Alpha Dino reached out to me.

Talking to him via email is like trying to wrestle a tornado. There is so much force and debris blowing into your eyes that you almost cannot concentrate, I finally found it best to simply let his words hammer away at my psyche like a jackhammer and succumb to their dark, primal beauty.

Can you tell I’m partially in love with this stunning Alpha specimen?

I’ll give you a taste of how Alpha Dino describes himself and the marriage he has with his fag wife Jamie. This was his response when I asked if he could provide video of his (apparently) legendary cumshots:

I glanced at your site before allowing My hole access and one thing I could not comprehend, why the fucking chastity devices? I don’t ever want to SEE my boys clitdick so it just wears a jockstrap 24/7 but it makes My superior dick jump when something I do or say makes My little cuntboy start trembling and wet his panties. The worst that’s ever happened is it got My leg a little wet once when after chowing on my dick for 4 hours it had cum so many times its jockpanty was soaked. It’s the supreme compliment to My Alphaness. If it takes too long to finish its orgasm then use Your Alpha power, slap (or punch if it can handle it) the cunt and get it back to the job at hand. It won’t take long for Your fuckhole to get the message. its God is what’s important, the cunts clitdick jumping is just a benefit of the honor of serving a REAL fucking Man. A faggot has a difficult life. It doesn’t hurt anyone to give it 5 seconds of pleasure especially when that pleasure is attained by its service to a superior being. Also, I don’t believe a faggot shouldn’t masturbate. I made My cumwhore a pet pen that sits at the foot of My bed. Inside where it sleeps are all My dirty socks, underwear, handkerchiefs etc… for it to play with in what little free time it has. It also gives the cunt a sweet little bed with the scent of its God all around. My faggot sees its little bed as My indication that I care for it and by surrounding itself with My belongings it will NEVER doubt it belongs to Me.I’ve said what I intended faggot. I’ll let you know if I decide to allow other pathetic holes have the opportunity to drool and cum while they see what a REAL Man’s orgasm is really like. sam you do have one thing to be proud of. you seem to be an intelligent cumhole. And speaking of cumholes, it’s time to fill the one I own. 

Startling, isn’t it?

Here’s Alpha Dino’s description of how he came to understand and finally own his faggot:

I am aware of boy’s adoration of me. I appreciate your acknowledgment of it but it is not necessary. You are correct,  before my retard the only contact I had with faggots was to beat them if they hit on me. Boy was different. I cannot describe it. It was something in its eyes at our 1st meeting. I knew it NEEDED to talk to me so, after a sleepless night, I went to the room where it was staying. As we talked I realized that (1) I kind of liked the fag (2) Here was someone who seemed to instinctively know a bit about me and appreciated me as none ever had. (3) I admired its courage in being upfront with me about his instant attraction to me. Also, in public it acted somewhat normally and didn’t fucking float across a room. (4) At the very least I’d get a ‘down low’ blowjob that, if it went well, I could use again in the future. It wasn’t very hard for me to ‘step over the line’ because I was in a dark period of life and also when I am attracted to anyone it is an attraction to the person and not their looks. I knew that as long as this faggot had feelings for me and was discreet I could have some good times with it. As far as my realizing my Alpha-ness, I knew growing up I had something most other males did not. For a time the young Man I was thought something was wrong with me. I didn’t respect most of the men I knew. I thought I deserved something more than them and I actively searched for it without even knowing what it was.  My bitch actually should be and has been credited with helping me realize my potential, which I have reached. The ways in which it loved, worshiped, and served me (perverted and kinky as I thought they were at the time ) helped me see the kind of life I could have. I have rewarded it many times for giving up its life to serve me and for sharpening my own outlook. We are unlike any other Alpha and faggot,  I’m sure. There is an extra something that allows me to love it not only as a worshipful faggot but as my obedient, submissive wife. It took time and hard work,  especially on the cunt’s part, for us to become what we are. I had trouble for years dealing with the situation but life and my hole’s undying love and faithful devotion lead to where we are now. What made Jamie different? Well, he was, in appearance, more of a beta male so I didn’t feel as awkward being seen with him as I did with other faggots at the time. You also asked what was the difference between women and my cuntboy? That’s easy.

Women: high maintenance, dreaming of equality, disobedient, etc…

Faggots: none of the above. Always willing to give, obey, serve, worship, and love its Man.

So their relationship blossomed from there, and, as is typical with faggots and straight Alphas, Jamie the faggot inspired Alpha Dino to new heights of Alpha exploration.

When I met My boycunt even it didn’t know all the perverted fetishes that My Alphaness would inspire. We kind of discovered them together. My superior everything along with drugs and it’s fertile creative mind gave it all kinds of delightfully twisted, nasty ideas of things to perform for it’s God. To satisfy a little of your hungry, perverted little soul I’ll share two or three of My favorites. My absolute favorite is the full-body wash, savor, and worship that I allow it to perform for Me. This is done at least once per week and can take seven hours or more depending upon My whim and its exhaustion level. If I see it’s half dead but still striving to give me all I deserve after many hours I will grab its hair, pull it up to My face, tell it that Daddy loves His faithful cunt, spit a huge loogie in its mouth. It always cums hard because it LOVES My goddamn spit almost as much as it loves My cum. I will then tell cuntboy to eat My hot thick Alpha cum, which it greedily and gladly does. The look in its eyes as My cum hits its guts and I pat its head appreciatively is something I actually cherish. I also enjoy the foot worship which was one of the first kinks that it tried. We were high as fuck one night when it just lost its head, grabbed My sweaty foot out of My sneaker, and pressed the sole against its face, inhaled it as if it were its last breath then shoved the stockinged toes in its mouth and came in a manner that impressed Me. Now all this strange (to me then) shit was making My big nuts tingle BUT it had not asked permission. This was early on when its had absolutely no right to do anything with asking for permission so I’m afraid I smacked My boy’s face then made it remove My socks and lie on the floor about an eighth of an inch from My bare sweaty feet for about an hour. It could not move to touch them. While time passed and it cried silently and begged to wash My feet with its tongue, I thought about how the situation made me feel. Whimpering faggot begging to slurp on dirty feet that had just an hour before had been running around a basketball court and My dick swelled and turned to steel. Needless to say I made boy come to me. I soothed its fears and told it that it could show Me just how completely it loved its God by the almost biblical washing of My feet. It was a very good evening and even I had something to learn. That was its best to take a chance and let the faggot worship Me as it chose on days I didn’t have any definite ideas as to what I desired beyond being worshiped. The cumhole’s favorite worship is burying its face in my armpits and licking and sucking up My funk. It will not stop until I push it away. It is one of My own favorites but the cunt is unaware of that. It is advantageous to Me that it thinks I can take it or leave it. If it knew how much that made the cum churn in My balls it might get a bit cocky so it’s best to downplay that. After our first three years or so My bitch likes to say that it knew how every part of My body looked, smelled, and tasted but one tiny part it was never allowed to touch and that was the inside of My asshole.  It loved and still loves to lick my hairy ass crack.  I allow that often but My asshole is a Man’s asshole NOT a faggots pussy. It does not need to be entered. The day I made it My faggot-wife I had it lying on the bed while I stood and fucked and abused its face. I decided that My faithful loving cunt deserved that one last part of its God’s body so I simply lowered My ass over its face. I heard My precious cumhole gasp as it realized what a gift it was about to receive.  I quickly stated that I did not have a pussy.  I had an Alpha asshole and it could lick that hairy ass crack as long as it desired and when it was ready it could take its tongue and insert it as far as possible into a REAL fucking Man’s shithole. It could not lick inside or move the tongue around, it was to go as deep as it could then it could remain inside Me, savoring My musky funk until it was sure to remember the flavor for life. Then it could remove it, orgasm, and find some Goddamn way to show Me its appreciation for letting it taste the last unknown treasure of its God. 

I mean, listen to this Apex Alpha speak!

I then asked about the stigma of a straight Alpha like him actually marrying a faggot.

It was not difficult at all to propose marriage, I didn’t ask the bitch. I told it that it was to take My name, wear My ring, and submit to Me in this final way. I knew My dirty boy would wet its panties the instant it realized it would have the honor of living life and going to its grave as My wife, My legal possession, and of course it LOVES the world knowing it is MY cunt. I like that as well. I made My fucktoy as respectable as it’s possible for a faggot to be about five years ago. I must be honest, before I took My cunt to a new level of life I thought it had done everything possible to surprise and delight Me in bed. I, for once, was incorrect. As soon as I slid that ring on its finger as My owned fag it surprised Me in creative and unexpected ways. I realized that I had made a great choice years ago when I decided to cunt the bitch. My family really had no idea that I would take a faggot for My wifeslave. Both My mother and grandmother approved of boy as a mate for me without really understanding how their Alpha Child could love a faggot. They did love it though. cuntboy’s mother realized I was as close as her child could get to marrying God. She claimed Me as her own and even admonished faggot to obey and honor Me. None of them could ever hope to understand the situation so I  just allowed them to draw their own conclusions about our relationship. I grew up in New York in a catholic Italian family. Use your faggot imagination and you will realize My family is a bunch of ‘rough customers’ if you are intelligent enough to grasp My meaning. That is one more aspect of My makeup that makes my cumwhore’s pussy clench, Daddy is a REAL badboy. female cunts are thrilled by that aspect as well. I will not answer the ‘do You still fuck bleeding cunts’ question. I will say it has been a long time since I deigned to allow a breeder cunt My magnificent cock. I don’t intend to purposely hurt My wifecunt and if I do take a lowly female I know that My boy understands My needs but it will also crush something in its soul. And that is all the info you need on that subject faggot.

Their life today has many of the trappings of the traditional husband/wife roles.

Yeah My faggot stays home and does all the girly things a submissive cunt is supposed to do and it LOVES performing all the household tasks. What’s more,  it takes great pride in keeping a home that is worthy of My presence. After the privilege of becoming my hole to cum in presented itself faggot gave (its previous life) up to fulfill its destiny and to serve and be a possession of Mine. As if I didn’t have enough reasons to be a proud Alpha and deserved egotist, this undeserving but willing cumhole threw all that to the fucking wind for a CHANCE to belong to Me. As My cum guzzler will happily tell you. I AM AWESOME in every way. I mean what I said though faggot, that Information does not go beyond your faggot eyes and ears. If it is used on your site or you tell Jamie that I told you I WILL hunt you down. It wants no one to know that it was EVER anything but MY faggot cumhole.  Got that, dick licker?

Now, I realize that much of what Alpha Dino wrote sounds punishing and even cruel. I wonder how many faggots out there could’ve handled the 15-year onslaught of Alpha Dino’s power the way Jamie has. But there is real affection and love there, buried beneath the constant aggression and bluster.

I will end this by saying I usually let my boy know in private how much I appreciate and love him. Just this once I wanted to publicly show my feelings for my fucktoy, he’s a good little bitch and he’d better remember his place after all this praise. 

It’s hard to describe what it has been like to get to know Alpha Dino. The best analogy my battered brain can come up with right now is that scene in the movie Independence Day when the giant alien spacecraft comes out of the clouds and starts obliterating everything in sight.

Alpha Dino obliterated me.

Without a doubt, he is one of the most dangerously-powerful Alphas I’ve ever encountered. Life and death seem to be in his hands. He makes me tremble from an email, for fuck’s sake … how would I ever hope to survive in his presence?

I had this hope that he might come onto the podcast and talk about his Alphahood and his life with his fag wife, but he rejected that idea. It might be for the best. I’m terrified to even speak to a literal god like him.

So I sit here in the aftermath of the storm, catching my breath and grateful to have survived with the experience.

Thank you Master Dino!

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I have told haircut dude that tomorrow, Friday, will be his last day as my secretary and personal assistant.  he will go back to what he was doing before.  he asked if he could be of any additional service and I told the bitch to keep the pager and if I needed him I would page him, like before (although i doubt if I will ever do so). 

slave rich starts as my personal assistant and secretary on Monday of next week.  So rich will be serving me, essentially 24/7. No hidden fuck ups.  All its mistakes will be out in the open and immediately apparent to me.  Should add a little necessary tension to the slave’s life.

There will be other changes to its life as well.  I have arranged for a personal trainer to whip the slave into some sort of adequate physical condition, and it will see the trainer three times a week between its morning chores at the apartment and showing up at work.

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Things are really getting busy and something has to give.  I think it will have to be this blog.

The level of activity at work has ratcheted up exponentially, and all of a sudden there is a lot of travel involved.  This is how I make my living so of course, I need to handle the work load at the office.  I owe this to my  bosses who promoted me above three more senior people; I need to make the bosses feel that they made the right decision – which, of course, they did.

Then, giving away all of rich’s money is no easy thing.  I just cannot write a check of $40 or $50 million.  I have decided that these will be small, inconspicuous donations, many of which will be anonymous.  But researching the recipients to insure that they are worthwhile takes a lot of time and effort.

Finally, and most important, the slave rich’s training has reached a critical point where a lot of time, effort and energy is required of me.  An experienced Master with whom I have consulted from time to time told me that a really good Master who is intent on training and using His slave property properly ends up being a slave to His slave.  And I finally understand that.  rich has given up so much for the privilege of serving me:  his career, his wealth, his self, his manhood, and ultimately, his humanity, that the very least I own him is careful attention to its training as it descends further into the life of an object.

Some months ago, a follower of my blog wrote to me saying that he had finally figured me out and he concluded that I was in love with my (then) fag rich.  I blew the comment off, and I do not think that even now, with all the energy and thought that I have invested in rich, that i am “in love” with it.  But I certainly am in love with the idea of owning it.  i am in love with the idea that i can make it do whatever i wish. I am in love with the understanding that it so willingly has given itself to me and with the totality of that gift.  And while I do not know whether this qualifies as “LOVE” in the traditional sense, I do know that it obligates me to make rich the best slave object that it possibly can be.  rich has given me the right to remake it into whatever I wish it to be – essentially the opportunity to be a God.  I, in turn, have the obligation to give its life fulfillment and purpose.  And that takes enormous time and effort.

And, so, I think the blog is what will have to go.  I can either live the life I live or write about it.  Regrettably I’ve reached the stage where i can no longer do both.

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My thinking on blow jobs has evolved some.  Currently, I am not all that excited by blow jobs.  Way too passive.  I sit there, or lay there, or stand there while some fag works on my dick.  Even discounting the varying quality of this service (I won’t even waste my time on a BJ from a chick), except for those moments of ejaculation and the moments leading up to it, it’s like a big yawn. 

Skull fucking is something entirely else, however.  I fucking love skull fucking a fag.  I am in control, not the fag.  I am active and setting the tone of the encounter.  I want the bitch gagging and throwing out throat slime.  I can do that.  I want to cut off its air so that it is on the verge of passing out.  I can make that happen.  I can grab its head with both hands and impale its throat on my magnificent cock and essentially jerk off using its mouth and throat rather than my hand.  No problem.  I control how deep I go and for how long, and the duration of the encounter. 

Against that background, I need to tell you about the ultimate blow job. 

We had a stupendous heatwave a couple of weeks ago, and my date and I were invited to a pool party at the home of a friend of hers in the burbs.  Nice crowd, congenial and low key.  After swimming some I climbed out of the pool and laid myself out on a lounge chair to air dry myself.  My date was off somewhere chatting with our host and before long this lovely lady in the chair next to mine opened a conversation by complimenting my speedo.  Well, one thing led to another, as they often do, and before long the lady and I were in one of the bedrooms in the mansion fucking like rabbits.  The lady was hot, sexy as hell and a totally awesome fuck.  I have pretty good endurance and I would estimate it was like 20 minutes later of so, the lady had experienced her second orgasm, and I still had nort shot my load.  The lady was too drained, physically and emotionally, to continue, and just at that moment, I heard a throat clearing and looked up to see this dude standing in the doorway to the room.  The lady introduced me to her husband. 

Hubby spoke up:  Addressing me, “let me clean that off for you.”

The lady agreed.  “Let him do it. I understand he gives first class head.”

I am intrigued by modern marriage, but I turned to the dude.  it was clear iI was not going to nut in the lady.

In a single stroke, the dude’s nose was buried in my pubes.  He withdrew long enough to say “Ah, I see you’ve saved it for me.”  Then he went to work.

And work he did.For nearly half an hour, he sucked my balls, licked the underside of my cock, explored my piss slit with the tip of his tongue. Traced the ridge of the corona with his tongue.  Applied various degrees of suction.  He brought me to the very edge several times and then backed me off.  During that time he never once touched my genitals with his hands.  And when he finally brought me to orgasm it was a phenomenal, explosive orgasm the likes of which I simply do not remember ever having before.

Sure I was passive, Sure he was in control. Sure it as a totally awesome orgasm.  But I think I still prefer skull fucking.

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I think you are a genuinely good person. Even though I wasn’t entirely convinced until I read what you would do with rich’s money I’ve now read your whole blog and I just think you have your fags best interests at heart.

I think it is one thing to accept a gift of clothing, or electronics, or even a performance car from a fag.  After all, I am entitled to such thingss and I, of course, do the fag a favor by giving it the opportunity to make such gifts to me.  Even if a fag wishes to give me a sum of money, even a substantial gift of money, that of course is my right and the fag’s duty to provide me with a better way of life.

But it is quite something else to take a huge sum of money from a fag.  I have no problem with leaving a fag penniless and totally dependent on me.  But when we are talking about potentially hundreds of millions of dollars, I have no entitlement to that kind of money.  That money is better invested in children, and the struggle for human rights, and peace; and better, more responsive and more responsible government. 

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What is your take on love? Have you ever thought yourself in love with a fag? Or thought a fag was in love with you? Do you ever speak to them as also intellectual beings? Do you value, say, a sense of humor in a fag? Or sophisticated tastes or interesting opinions? Your answer, I hope, will not merely be calculated to arouse, but will also be candid. This blog is quite the tonic to me, by the way.

There is no single answer to this question about love between a Man and his fag.  I had real affection for my first fag, walter.  he was a sweet man and he truly worshiped me.  his worshipful affection for me was so genuine and so natural that it was impossible for me not to have real affection for him.  Is that love?  I don’t know.

On the other hand, I had nothing but contempt for my college roommate freshman year – geoff.  the bitch was a weakling, easily maneuvered.  he put up no resistance and was no real challenge.  The contempt I had for goeff led me to do increasingly degrading things to him, possible in the hope that i would find his limit and I never did find a limit to how much degradation he would take.  This only bred greater contempt in me.  In the end, I had no use for the fag.  he was truly pathetic, and it is hard to love anything so pathetic.

My slave rich offers a different perspective.  While I think I still have a long way to go toward its objectification, it has been brought far enough along that path so that i can say that the love I have for rich is related to its usefulness as an object.  I love rich the same way I love my Porsche – it is useful and fun to drive.  Also, the completeness with which it has given itself to me is truly awe inspiring. While I don’t think that qualifies as “love” I truly respect the strength rich has shown in the scope of its submission to me.

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Fag rich may own nothing but he has 100s of millions in the bank to do as he wishes with? Or do you own the money?

I will not take any of rich’s money.  First of all, there are massive taxes that must be paid.  A relatively small amount (less than $10 million) will be put in trust for me.  The terms of the trust will provide that none of the principal or interest will be paid to me until I am 99 years old.  It will all accumulate.  If I die before I am 99 years old, upon my death all of the money in the trust goes to rich or to whomever he has designated.  That is the way i will provide for rich should anything happen to me.  All the rest of the money from the sale of rich’s assets will be given to various charities, educational institutions, public health programs, and political organizations – mostly in relatively small amounts so as not to attract excessive attention. 

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It’s not what you think.

Some time ago, I told slave rich that it needed to sell its business.  The business was just too much of a distraction from its real work and the time devoted to the business interfered with the slave’s ability to reach that true level of submission that I knew it craved.

Unlike its apartment, which I directed be sold within two weeks, i imposed no time deadline on the sale of the business, since I assumed that that would be a more complicated matter.  But slave rich, with a little last minute assistance from me, sold the enterprise relatively quickly, and for a really good price. 

While slave rich called itself an “investment banker” in actuality, it was kind of an investment adviser or maybe even a hedge fund manager.  People gave rich their money to invest and rich and his staff found good places to invest that money.  As such enterprises go, rich’s was a relatively small operation, and while his clients didn’t see the kind of returns that Bernie Madoff promised, rich regularity returned between 9 and 11% to his clients.  I’m told that this is pretty good.  

So, it was a clean sale.  rich got nine figures for the business (that’s more than 99 million but less than 1 billion, for those of you who are mathematically challenged).  Half is paid up front, and the other half is paid in two equal, guaranteed payments over the next two years.  The employees who rich carefully trained go to the new owners but some time ago rich had given them 20% of the company’s stock, so they all came out of this pretty well too.    

Slave rich owns nothing now.  its condo is sold, its business has been sold, its car was given away to a charity months ago.  it depends entirely upon me

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Sir, I liked your comment today about fags doing things for an Alpha. It goes well with “the uses of a fag” from two weeks ago. You know us very well. As a fag, I am happy to serve my superiors. Like you said, I get excited if I think I have pleased an Alpha. I am your inferior and accept that, but I don’t think you have ever called fags “subhuman.” Do we disgust you that much? Can’t we just be the bottom level of humans? You are always right, so I guess I must live with this.

No.  I think on this one I was wrong.  I do not think of fags as sub-humans, just as inferiors. fags provide a real service to mankind and should not be denigrated that way.  anonymous was perfectly correct in pointing this out.

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Thank you for your continued instructions on how to serve straight Alphas. I kept offering my Alpha different services and if I am lucky, I will be doing his laundry and taking him to and from the airport. What a blessing for a fag like me. And you helped me Sir so wanted to let you know to keep educating us faggots on how to serve a Real Man.

anonymous seems to understand one of the most important aspects of being a fag.  Everything (and i mean any little thing) that an Alpha permits the fag to do for Him is a blessing for the fag.  it is not all about sexual service and it may not be about sexual service at all.  But when your Alpha lets you drive Him to the airport, or pick up His dry cleaning, when He calls you at 3:00am and tells you to come over immediately because He has just finished fucking a beautiful woman and she needs a ride home, he is giving you multiple blessings.  First, he is acknowledging your existence, which for an inferior subhuman, is a real step up.  Second, he is giving you the opportunity to make His life easier by letting you assume one or more of His chores.  And finally, He is giving you a sexual thrill, because you know you get hard just thinking that by doing this or that chore, you are pleasing Him.  And pleasing Him makes you cum.

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My faithful followers will remember Abigail and Bill.  They were newlyweds on the same tropical island that my fag josiah and I went to as a sort-of going away celebration before josiah left for his work gig in China.  While I was on the island and even though it was their honeymoon, I managed to fuck each of the newlyweds.  Then months later, after they returned to the city, Abigail looked me up.  Both she and Bill wanted repeats  and so we met for a hot afternoon of three-way.  And we’ve been doing reprises every few weeks since then – hot three ways:  I fuck Abigail, I fuck Bill, Bill fucks Abigail. 

Well, Abigail called yesterday with the news that she is pregnant.  No telling who is the father, Bill or me.  But Abigail says she’s hoping that it is my superior seed that did the deed.  Bill is sure that it is his kid, and I’m willing to accept that verdict

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I am a fag and is presently going out with a straight man. He is sort of my alphamale, he is married with 2 kids, and have another woman with another kid. But he keeps me as his fuck mate. I’m his biggest secret. I service him once a month and he seem to enjoy it a lot. My question is, is it really true that straight alphamales take fag slaves in the real world? My man only use me once a month, I wonder if there are other fags out there like myself for real. Your blog came highly recommended Sir

Yes, it is true that in the real world straight Alphamales take on fag slaves.  And yes, there are other fags like yourself – legions of them.  you are by no means unique; certainly not special.

But I have to say, tatanjojo, that you seem to have accepted your role properly and with a certain grace.  you appear to understand that it simply is not a fag’s business who else its Alphamale is fucking, or how many others he is fucking.  you have accepted, with apparent equanimity that your Man is fucking his wife, some other bitch on the side and most probably others, both male and female beside you.  you seem to have accepted that He only calls upon you to service Him once a month.  And like a good fag you undoubtedly are grateful for that once-a-month opportunity.

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I sit about 6 months since that fag rich of yours was allowed to cum? LOL How long are you planning on keeping him in chastity? lol Looking forward to seeing what you do with his(your) money from apartment!! lol

I don’t think it has been six months, but it has been a good four months, at least. I must say that fag rich’s pussy is starting to become hyper-sensitive. When I see a beautiful woman or a gorgeous guy, my dick chubs up. When fag rich sees a gorgeous guy, his ass starts to twitch. Not that I necessarily think that I am a “gorgeous guy,” but the fag reacts like that when it first comes into my presence. This is approaching the state I want it in, so I figure it’s gonna be many months before the chastity device comes off, if it ever does. A fag’s training is never finished.

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Well, not permanently, but for a visit.

My followers will recall that after fag josiah was reassigned by his employer to Shanghai, he and I would have daily chats via Skype.  Daily that was until I discovered that he frequently had someone else in the room with him while he was chatting with me.  In reaction, I cut off the daily Skype chats and cancelled a trip to visit josiah in Shanghai that we had scheduled.

What I didn’t write about was that i relented after a while – I began to accept and respond to josiah’s emails and I would schedule a Skype chat from time to time; always at times that would be inconvenient for josiah, like 3:00 in the morning, Shanghai time.

Well, since I have continued to refuse to visit josiah in Shanghai, josiah has asked if he could come home to visit me.  I agreed that he could come home for a weekend to accept the punishment that he understands still is coming to him because of his transgressions. 

josiah, of course knows nothing of my slave, fag rich.  But the slave’s presence will cause no problems.  it sleeps on the floor in the kitchen.  josiah’s sleeping quarters – on the floor in the guest bedroom – still is available to him.

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fag rich has a binding contract for the sale of its apartment upstairs.  I had told it that I wanted it to sell the apartment and to do so within two weeks.  the fag has met that time deadline, and despite the short time frame, actually is going to make a few bucks on the sale.  The proceeds of the sale will be electronically transferred into the fag’s bank account when the deal closes the end of this week.  Then I will tell it what to do with the money.

the fag doesn’t know it yet, but next in line is the sale of its investment business.

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Sir, I am sorry to bother You but I need Your help as a very wise Master. My Master fucked so hard last night that I cried and shouted loud. It was only pain and no pleasure at all. I know I have to serve my Master as He wants it, but that was so hard to me. I tried to tell Him afterwards but He didn’t give a damn. He said I should be honoured but I could leave if I weren’t happy. Sir, I don’t know what to do. My Master taught me so many things but, as now, I feel like shit & helpless. Help…

you need to start thinking.  you are lucky that your Master chooses to fuck you hard (or for that matter to fuck you at all).  And, by this time you should have learned that it is not about your pleasure, it it all about your Master’s pleasure.  If He takes pleasure in abusing you, then you serve Him best by being abused and by taking the abuse.

If it is difficult for you to serve your Master as He wishes to be served, then perhaps you are in the wrong kind of relationship.  While He should “give a damn” about you and your welfare, He is not obligated to give a damn about your comfort or your feelings.  He understands, as you should, that fags are everywhere, readily obtainable and easily disposed of when no longer useful.

If you “feel like shit” it probably is because you are shit.  And in this regard, if your Master has made you feel like shit, He has done His job.

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Sir! I met a hot guy last year and we quickly develloped a “relationship” that became abusive. He turned out to be an absolute Alphamale, who has turned me in to a totally submissive pathetic slut. He has pushed my limits futher and further, but now he is demanding of me that i should become his whore, his monyemaker. He has told me that he is going to whore me out and that he will thus become my pimp. For me this feel really wrong. He got angry and threw me out. What should i do? I miss him!

you know what you have to do.  you don’t need my advice.  your Master did not make you a “submissive pathetic slut.”  That always was within you and He just brought it out.  you need to recognize that He is not changing you into something that you are not.  He is enabling you to assume the role that you were meant to assume and to fulfill your destiny.  He is giving your life meaning and purpose.  It is not an issue of whether you want to take that next step along the path that He has set out for you.  The question is whether you really cannot.

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I saw this thing on some dude’s blog; a sign that said something like “If you’re only getting blow jobs, you’re not getting full use out of your fag.” 

Well, i always believed in full service from my fags.  In this sense, I was lucky because my first fag, walter, understood what being a fag as all about even before he became my fag.  Our relationship was not even sexual for the first couple of years.,  I wouldn’t engage in any sex with walter until I turned 18.  I just didn’t want to get the bitch in trouble with the law.  I’ve written about this previously.  But walter knew how to serve a Man.  he cooked my meals, did my laundry, bought my clothes,  Before i was old enough to drive, walter drove me everywhere i wanted to go.  We would be watching TV and all I needed to say was “Gee, I’d love some ice cream” and walter was in the kitchen, digging my favorite flavor out of the freezer.

I managed to raise this to an art form my freshman year at college when I made my roommate goeff my fag.  I’ve written about my sexual abuse of goeff, but nor very much about my other uses of the bitch.  Of course, goeff cleaned the room.  he made my bed every day and did my laundry.,  he ran all of my errands.  I would say “Professor X has a book on reserve at the library, and goeff would pop up, put some clothes on and race over the the library.  i never even had to ask.  Or i would say “we’re out of beer.” and goeff, who I didn’t even allow to drink in the room, would race down to the convenience store and buy a couple of six packs.  Some nights he was so busy running my errands and doing class assignments for my buddies on the baseball team whose classes I had goeff attend and whose class work I had goeff do, that he never got around to his own assignments.  goeff would wash my car weekly and gas it up when it needed fuel.  he would lick my sweaty pits when I came back from working out at the gym.  When I fucked a girl on a date, goeff would lick and suck her scent off my cock (tears streaming down his cheeks – no doubt because of the load he had missed).  Before I went out on a date, I would sometimes hit goeff up for money if I was too lazy or too late to go to the ATM.  Most time I would pay the bitch back. 

The fact of the matter is that the sex aside, a Real Man should not have to trouble himself with the hundreds of routine daily duties that so bog down society.  Making beds, doing laundry, cleaning toilets, picking up the dry cleaning, washing the car, grocery shopping, taking out the trash, bringing in the mail and the newspaper, Why should a Real Man take time away from enjoying life for this kind of shit.  That is what fags are for.  And the beauty of it is that the fag fucking loves doing these things for a Man.  a real fag gets fucking hard cleaning my toilet or doing my grocery shopping.  he takes enormous, even sexual satisfaction out of ironing my tee shirts.  So its really a win/win.

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Thank you, Sir, for the update on haircut dude. In your assessment of haircut dude, I see some of myself. I also may come on too strong as a result of habits learned in business. Although you enjoy the service of “successful” faggots such as Josiah, do you think professional success can interfere with a faggot’s ability to fulfill its purpose?

No.  Professional success should not interfere with a fag’s ability to fulfill its duties and obligations to me (which is, of course, its purpose in life – so fulfilling its duties to me is what gives its miserable life purpose).  Professional success requires the kind of drive and commitment that should be standing a fag in good stead.  The key is for the fag not to let that professional success taint its attitude toward the real reason it was put on Earth – to serve and worship Superior Males.  As long as the professionally successful fag approaches me and its duties to me with the right attitude, its professional success should not be a hindrance.  That, of course, was haircut dude’s shortcoming, and that is why haircut dude is where it is now, doing what it is doing now.  A form of attitude adjustment.  Where it goes from here depends, in large part, on haircut dude.