The following post is part of a thread chronicling the enslavement of a young faggot named Asher by his actual uncle. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!
One of the bigger surprises I’ve received from running a site like this and deeply covering so many stories is the number of faggots being enslaved into service to family members. I guess I always thought of that as taboo, but I’ve come to know that hierarchy runs deeper than I ever expected.
Asher is a young faggot who has been asking me questions in my “Questions From Readers” inbox about submitting and serving his uncle. I almost elevated Asher’s story to a proper blog thread with his last question about his uncle really claiming him as his faggot. Now I’m doing it because his uncle has really ramped things up.
But before I get to Asher’s update, I want to point out that, in my advice to his last question, I mentioned that chastity was the answer to his situation. With that in mind, listen to this:
I got in chastity but in a different way. You see, once my uncle accepted me as his faggot, he told me that I have to earn action with my dick. Right now, I am only allowed to give him handjob. He has also said me to always stay naked in the house and do chores. But my habit to touch my dick was still a problem. One day, after giving him handjob and cleaning him up with tissue (he has also said that I have to earn his cum), I went in other room and started tot touch my dick. I just wanted to feel my hand that just touched and jerked my God’s dick. But he just barged in and caught me touching my dick and got angry. He grabbed my hand , took me to the bedroom and then tied both my hands at one leg of the bed. “Do not try to untie while I am out.” he said. I nodded and he left. I had never seen him this angry. He has always loved me and cared for me, even after accepting me being a fag. After about 2 hours he came back. He had brought some items in a bag. He untied me and then sat on the bed and made me sit on my knees between his legs.
“Look, I had already told you that you should not touch your nub. That is not how a fag get pleasure. You can only get pleasure if your master fucks you. Your pleasure is dependent on me. And you have disappointed me. So I am gonna you in chastity. I gave you a chance and you failed.”
“I am sorry, I did not mean to do it, but ..”
“No if n buts, you have to wear chastity. Now thank me for making you wear chastity.”
“Thank you uncle for making me wear chastity. “
It was a nice pink chastity, small in size as my dick is already not that big, and he also bought a dog collar.
“You should wear this all the time in the house, no matter what. It will show you your position.”
I honestly felt more faggy when he put on the collar on me. I guess this is how may faggot journey is turning out to be.
It’s pretty amazing to me that Asher’s uncle (a straight Alpha) understands faggot ownership so well. It seems to come to him naturally.
Also, how do straight Men understand chastity and its ability to mold faggots? It’s crazy to me. I guess it’s just a matter of understanding how taking away a faggot’s penis reduces them and forces them to focus.
I really think Asher will benefit from chastity … but that means his uncle will be using him sexually very soon. I hope Asher is ready for that!
The following post is part of a thread chronicling the six year ownership of a 21-year-old faggot named Tim by his lifelong Asian friend and Alpha, Master Nick. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!
Most of us lose the friendships of our boyhood once we reach our teens and get into high school. Our circle of friends widens out, interests change, and we just move on. I’ve retained only one casual friend from my boyhood, whereas I still have many of my friends from high school close to me. It’s just the nature of things.
But every so often a boyhood friendship develops in such a way that the bond not only becomes stronger, but it even becomes vital. Such is the case with a faggot named Tim.
In youth, Tim was best friends with an Asian boy named Nick. They spent countless days together, playing and wrestling and making silly games and doing all of the crazy things boys do.
But then two critical events occurred that would change both of their lives forever. Here’s Tim with the story:
Hello brother Sam. I came across your website through browsing, and saw your posts about the Alpha Asians, and needed to share how I serve my Asian alpha god. I wanted to just share how happy I am to be not just his boyfriend, but his bitch, his slut, his faggot, and how excited I am for our next step in my life with my Sir. I really don’t have a question except whether it’s possible for me to fall in greater love and obsession with him.
My Sir and I are both 21 years old. My name is Tim, and my alpha is Nick. I submitted to him when we were 15, and it has been six of the best years of my life worshipping and serving his inexhaustible needs and his ever growing strength and power.
Right now I am typing while his afternoon load oozes around the thick butt plug put in my aching sore pussy, and I can’t wait until he finishes his evening home workout to fill me again. I have limited time to write as I will be there to serve, lick, suck, and present myself for his sweaty, pumped self after his workout, but I want to at least share the start of how everything fell into place for how I became Alpha Nick’s faggot boyfriend.
My family is white, Nick’s is Chinese/Japanese. We were childhood friends, neighbors and inseparable. Same school, same sports, same activities. I was always louder and bigger as a kid, but Nick, smaller and more quiet, was always able to control me from going overboard.
Nick was bullied in junior high for being Asian. I fought the bullies off, and thought that would be how it was. Me protecting Nick, no one messing with my best friend.
Everything changed when Nick had to move across the country for two years for his dad’s job. We were 13. I hated it. I didn’t want to lose Nick. We messaged for those two years, but I never saw him until he came back, and texted me to know he was home.
I rushed to see him, and I remember being absolutely floored. Gone was the lanky, scrawny Asian boy I protected. In his place when Nick opened the door was a defined muscled boy. When he hugged me hard, his bulging arms almost crushed everything out of me. My breath, my thoughts, my body. In place, I remember the hardness of his muscles, and above all, his rich smell.
We wrestled like we always did as kids, but things were different. He pinned me single-handedly and easily, put me in a chokehold and stared intensely at me as I struggled at his far superior strength until I tapped out. He flexed his big muscled arm above me, grinning down at me. I recall that moment so vividly as it was the first time I felt something inside me drop.
I didn’t know it then, but Nick had become a true Alpha in those two years. He had grown through so much. But all he told me was that he had to stand up to other people who were racist to him. Nick joined a gym and got into martial arts. He had gotten stronger and more confident. Only later would I know just how much stronger and confident.
We compared heights; before he left, I was over half a head taller. Back together, we were the same height, but he was so much more muscled and defined. Then came my first shock. We compared cocks. Over the two years, we had messaged about jerking off and what turned us on. But never any pictures.
I remember I was hard from our wrestling, the hardest I’ve ever been. Nick was hard too, from what I now know was from dominating me so easily and so powerfully. I remember trying to salvage my pride, saying I bet my cock was bigger. His silent grin said it all as we pulled down our shorts.
Brother Sam. I had never been so humbled. I measured myself, and I was proud of my 5 inches, knowing I had more to grow. What Nick revealed…when that dark, massive shaft came out. When Nick pointed that glistening giant head at me. When he laid his cock over my pathetic one, and it was almost twice my length, and more than twice my girth.
Nick didn’t say a word. He just grinned as I slowly jerked our cocks together. I couldn’t stop staring. Both down at his huge Asian cock dwarfing mine, then back at his smiling face. I don’t think we said anything for a good amount of time, that day was a blur.
I only remember that when we finally put our cocks away and sat down to play on his console, I couldn’t stop looking back at his heavy bulge pushing at the seams of his shorts. How his strong legs framed his groin, the way he sat, the way he stood and walked. That day is burned deep in my memory as the starting point of my faghood to my alpha friend and my master.
It was obvious the change in Nick back at school. I was still the louder one and outgoing, but I was the one following Nick around. I let him chose our lunch spot, and how he seemed to just be in charge of where he was, even when he was silent. That intense calm of his…everyone was visibly attracted to him. I was no exception. But I was happy he stuck with me.
Nick took me to work out, and before I fully submitted to him as my Alpha, they were the most intense and high times I had. My workout was nothing, I watched him pump weights, running, stretching. When he spotted me, my eyes could not leave his muscles. Nick knew. I knew. But I wasn’t ready to admit it that we were different now.
That changed one week where he was absent from school twice. I wanted to see if he was ok. I arrived at his house and heard low moaning and the sounds of heavy hard sex. I had watched porn before, not with Nick, but I could tell that there was fucking happening in his house.
I remember my head emptying. Only hearing the sounds of intense fucking. The high-pitched moans and someone else’s familiar voice growling deep and low.
I had used my spare key to let myself in, and the first thing I remember hitting me was the smell of male body and sweat. Smells I started to associate with working out with Nick. The next thing to hit me was the intense fucking sounds. Nick didn’t even bother taking it to his bedroom, he was in the living room.
Nick saw me, but he barely paused. He just told me to wait, and I watched, transfixed, as he railed hard and deep with such long strokes. I caught a glimpse of his slut, and recognized it as a star athlete from the senior high school we would attend the next year.
I only kept watching as he finished, pumping with deep powerful thrusts, and I realized, I wished it was me. As he pulled out and a massive, cum covered cock revealed itself, I remember wishing, I want that.
I don’t remember what I asked him, my mind was blanked and turning. But I remember him grinning at me, palming his still hard, monster cock, and saying, “All day.” I remember him telling me to come back later, and he went back to mounting his prey, who barely moved except moaning out. I wondered, and was jealous, of just how long he had been fucking him. By my 15 year old best friend.
Nick told me everything that night when I went over. How even when we were kids, he knew he was different. How moving away let him explore. How he started to fuck other people at the gym in the school he was at over there. How he even fucked his dad’s construction foreman when he visited. How the foreman became his muscled bitch for the last year he was over there.
Nick made me stroke him as he recounted the high number of guys he had fucked and used when he moved. I never had to use two hands before, but I did for his cock. He talked. I stroked. His pre dripped all over my hands. I remember I was kneeling in front of him as he sat, his huge body and cock towering over me.
When he finished talking, ending with who I learnt was the baseball captain of the high school I saw him fucking earlier, I held his cock in my hands like a trophy. I knew that we had changed. He wasn’t just my childhood friend. I asked him why didn’t he claim me like he did the others. That I knew.
He just said that unlike his other fags, I was special. And he wanted me to submit completely and without hesitation. Honestly he could have taken me that first day he came back and I would be his faithful fag forever, but he, in his own alpha way, loved and valued me.
I wish to share more, brother Sam. I want to tell you of the day he truly cunted me. How he truly transformed me into his. I want to tell you just how much stronger he’s gotten. How big he’s gotten. How his giant Asian cock has gotten even bigger, thicker, more monstrous. How I love every inch of it. How he now towers over me, an absolute beast of a hunk, how his defined, muscled Asian body commands attention, and how beautiful he looks as an Alpha god no matter what he is doing. How over the next six years, he grew into the amazing strong Alpha he is, owning multiple faggots with his powerful demeanor.
And how through all he has ascended, no matter who he uses or controls, he still always makes time and space for me. Claiming me like he did six years ago. And every time he does, every time he buries his mammoth cock inside me, laying his enormous body on top of me, calls me his boyfriend fag, how when he slam fucks me til I’m seeing black, I can still hear his low, deep voice saying how he could stay inside me forever.
But I can hear his workout ending. He always finishes his home workout by aggressively smashing the heavy bag around, and even through multiple walls, I can hear just how punishing the thuds are. And after every workout, I worship his sweat, muscles, and cock before he claims me brutally and overwhelmingly. I live for it, brother Sam. I live for Sir Nick, all of him, for every thought of mine to be fucked full of Him.
So much in this startling and detailed story to unpack!
First of all, I think it’s fair to say we can dispel any doubts about the genetic nature of Alphahood. Master Nick was born Alpha, but it wasn’t unleashed until circumstances forced it to the surface (I suppose much like Bruce Banner and The Hulk). But how did Master Nick return at age 15 after two years with so much dominance and so much power and control over faggots? Did he go away to Alpha School?
No, of course he didn’t. He knew these things because Alphahood is a programming gifted to our greatest Men. The genetic secrets and wisdom of Alphahood are sacred mysteries shared and protected among only the members of this elite fraternity. Master Nick was born with these secrets and codes baked into his very psyche.
Kudos to my brother Tim for instantly recognizing the overwhelming and undeniable Alphahood of his old friend, and having the sense to submit completely! It might’ve been easy to fall into jealous rages or competitions with a friend who once seemed like an equal. However, Tim instantly realized they were no longer even close to being equal. That takes proper humility!
I really hope Tim continues to share more illuminating stories about the six years he’s been blessed to serve as Master Nick’s primary faggot!
That post about rape really spoke to me and my experiences, because while I wasn’t straight up raped like you were sam, I was definitely coerced from agreeing to just oral to being penetrated multiple times. Both times they knew I rejected anal in our discussions beforehand, both times they took advantage of my enthusiasm in giving oral to get rougher and throat fuck me harder and harder until I needed a break.
That was probably my mistake, if I was better at training my gag reflex they wouldn’t have thought about it, but both men flipped me over and reassured me they weren’t going to fuck me so I didn’t protest. They both used the cliche line they just wanted to grind and tease my hole with the tip, then it became just the tip, and then I was fully penetrated. They were just such small steps it never felt appropriate to put up vigorous resistance. Why would I fight back if he just wanted to grind against my ass while he gives my throat a break? Why would I fight back if it’s just some fingers or just the tip?
If I sound like a dumb faggot it’s because I was. I underestimated the intensity and pain of being penetrated, and going from just the tip to balls deep pounding felt like the blink of an eye. Keep in mind I was still rattled from a brutal throat fuck.
I never explicitly told them it was ok, but I also never fought back. And I really think they would have stopped if I did, but I also can’t imagine how I could have vigorously expressed any resistance in my state.
I think a woman in my position would feel like it was rape, but I don’t think either of them did and so I don’t either. It’s just crazy to me that they both had the same playbook, first reassuring me they weren’t going to do the thing they clearly were about to do.
Please do post more stories about the just oral to getting fully penetrated scenario, it brings back memories.
Male rape (especially when it involves faggots) goes underreported because faggots like me and you just shut up and accept that we are supposed to be used roughly by Alphas (which is mostly true). We just shrug it away.
I don’t think your situation counts as rape by any legal definition, but those Alphas absolutely pushed you past your limits without considering your feelings or your physical pain.
I have some research on rape (discovered by a faggot using ChatGPT that’ll be coming in the near future, so keep your eyes out for that!
The following post is part of a thread chronicling the hierarchical adventures of a 19-year-old straight Alpha from France named Master Jerome as he takes ownership of his first three faggots. CLICK HERE to read all posts in this thread in chronological order!
Straight Alphas today are redefining Alphahaood … well, it might be more accurate to call it RESTORING Alphahood. You see, Alphas of ancient times (societies like Greece and Rome, among many others) owned and used faggots alongside women. These Alphas were venerated as gods; hell, Greek society was practically governed by a plethora of god/human demigods like Perseus or Achilles)!
In other words, Alphas who used and owned females and faggots were considered the most virile, the most powerful, the most desirable.
Young straight Alphas today, driven by their natural power but bolstered by the truth they’ve been able to learn about Hierarchy, have been tapping into infinite veins of power and glory through the use of faggots as part of their Kingship.
This site and my previous site, Fags Worship Alphas, have been teaching the truth about Hierarchy for 10 years now, and their pages are bursting with real-life examples of straight Alphas being blown away by the god-like power they feel when a faggot submits to them, swallows their cock/cum, kneels and worships their feet, and submits itself for intense breeding. They discover deep truths about their Alphahood and what it really means to be a straight God Alpha.
The latest straight Alpha to tap into this power is Master Jerome. This French Alpha is only 19 years old, and even though he has plenty of women to fuck, his cock and balls tell him he needs more. He needs complete submission to his power, complete worship, and complete service.
He discovered faggots can give him that.
It just so happened that Master Jerome’s sister has three faggot friends who are part of her dance troupe, and Master Jerome was keen on claiming all three as his personal fags. If you’ve read previous installments, you’ll know that he’s already taken ownership of Fag A.
The last time I posted, Master Jerome had gotten Fag B to submit to him and suck/swallow several loads out of his balls. But Master Jerome knew his ownership wouldn’t be complete until he mounted and bred Fag B, and nothing could stop this powerful young Alpha from getting what he wants!
And so this happened:
Hi Sam, this is Master Jerome again from France.
I finally managed to fuck and breed Fag B and I want to follow-up.
After 3 weeks preparing his fresh meet, he took my dick balls deep like a pro. I first tried just with lube and fingering his pussy, but the boy begged me to stop when the head of my dick got inside him. The second time I tried I rimmed his for a few minutes, his ass is smooth and his hole is virgin and pink, so although I didn’t want to eat fag’s ass, I just did it as if it were a female pussy. It was better but I couldn’t put more than half in his tight hole. Finally, I got a butt plug for him, told him to wear it everyday for at least 6 hours. He followed my instructions like the good boy he is and, after a week doing this, his hole was nice and ready.
Because I knew I wouldn’t hurt him that time, I put his ass up, lube on my dick and inside his hole, I hugged him from behind and just whispered in his ear “there is no way I’ll let you leave this room today without my cum deep inside of your pussy”
I banged that sexy fag like he was the last hole on Earth. He made me so proud because I didn’t even need to tell him I was getting close. He started to beg me to cum inside of him and with a few more deep thrusts I felt my dick destroying his hole and shooting all my cum in that pink pussy.
He slept in my arms and gave me a nice blowjob in the following morning. After feeding him another load, I sent the boy home with my cum in his belly, throat, and ass, as it should always be: a submissive fag with the seed of a real man in all his holes.
Next step: approaching and conquering Fag C. By the end of this summer, I will have 3 fags for my personal use.
MAGNIFIQUE!
One thing that’s already very apparent is Master Jerome’s tenderness when caring for his faggots. He grooms them and compliments them and takes his time with them. The way a Man cares for a frightened puppy is the way Master Jerome handles his faggots.
Why does he do that? Because he’s a Protector Alpha, yes, but also because he’s aiming for an ownership that goes deeper than the back of a throat or pussy. Master Jerome wants to own the HEARTS of his faggots. His faggots will yearn for his cum and domination anyway, but he wants their hearts desperate to serve him. He wants his faggots to CHERISH him as both their God Alpha as well as their protective Owner.
As Men and Alphas grow, most develop a hardness around their hearts. A brutality replaces affection, and pride/ego prevents them from caring about details that don’t concern their immediate needs.
But Master Jerome is still just 19 years old. His heart is not hardened, and his vision is bright and clear. He has that invincible Alpha bravado, knowing he was born superior and worthy of worship. But, unlike older Alphas, he is still innocent enough to recognize that the weak who serve are giving everything they have to glorify him, and he cares for that.
He sees a fragile, budding flower being trampled on by careless feet, so he takes a moment to tend to it so that it can flourish. This is what Master Jerome is doing with his faggots.
It’s beautiful.
And it makes 19-year-old Master Jerome much wiser than Alphas three-times his age.
Very soon Master Jerome will own all three of these faggots, and what a glorious summer of worship he will enjoy! All three fags kneeling before him, kissing his feet and begging to be of service! This summer begins the reign of a new King in France, Master Jerome!
The following post is part of a thread chronicling the life and ascendancy of a powerful 24-year-old Asian Master named Alpha Alex. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!
This site has been blessed to know and feature two overwhelming Asian God Alpha super-predators, Master Alex and Master Jase. They’re both very similar, and both seeming anomalies among their Asian brethren. They’re hugely muscular, well-hung (at least nine inches), and ferocious hunters and breeders of faggots.
After my first update about Master Alex, we talked and I asked for more detail about his life as a successful, muscular God Alpha who owns a vast stable of faggots. He replied this way:
I take great joy in making fags out of men who think they rule the world, only to realise that there is an alpha male who rules and controls over them. And I find them at all places I frequent. The high-end gym I frequent is free of charge, courtesy both of my PT fag and his boss, when they’re not keeping my body pumped and worshipping my muscles, scent and sweat on their floor, their bent over, cunt spread, aching for my cock to fuck them into that addictive daze they crave. Restaurants and bars where once a confident client is hidden under the table cloths choking on my cock while I enjoy a three course meal or a drink. Meeting with other agents at parties or functions and exchanging greetings with their wives, while they stare hungrily at my face and body, waiting for when I call on them and pound my thick ten inches deep up their pussies harder and better than they can ever pleasure their own women. Single fags, married fags, I have the lot; nothing changes the fact that I own them. That their pleasure they receive should only be from how much they can satisfy and please me. Their gratitude to be in service, their sore throbbing cunt lips a physical badge of honour that they’re mine. Their need to worship me only when I call them my obedient sluts.
You ask about my house fag when I arrive home in a mood. What he does is obey. To meet my needs. If I come home normally, he kneels and fishes out my cock and lets the heavy weight lie on his face while his hands work on my feet, massaging them. He doesn’t suck until I command him to. When I am done with the initial worship and skull fuck, he is to thank me before hanging my clothes or putting them in the laundry. If it is my workout or training clothes, I expect him to sniff and gag himself on my scented musky clothing. If I come home needing to breed, I pin him down, where he obediently opens his mouth for me to relentlessly drill his throat, deep and brutal, before flipping him like a toy and mercilessly whipping my ten inches in his oversized muscle pussy. Telling him how much he loves being my cock slut, desperate for my attention. How he whimpers in gratitude against my savage rhythm until I breed him and leave him slumped and gaped and cum drooling out his pussy against whatever surface I lasted railed him against. One would not expect him to be my house fag, with how gigantic and built he is with the stance and demeanor of a military trained veteran. Yet here he is, submissive and shaking and trembling in need under my Asian strength, craving my dark alpha cock to take his mind and body into orbit.
I have been in a rutting period here, faggot. You would only wish you were one of mine, with how ravenous and inexhaustible my need to fuck and breed has been in the past month or so. And it has not ended. It is not uncommon for my house to have two or more sluts on a daily basis, all of which end the night broken, dazed, red fleshed, limp piles of muscle with loads of my cum dripping out their mouth and cunts. And I am still cleaning my hard cock off on my house faggots swollen lips. Even right now, my cock head is being nursed on by a fag called up to keep my cock busy as I work.
This is like a “Day In The Life Of A God Alpha” diary entry. However, there’s clearly nothing ordinary about Master Alex’s life, especially right now as it’s mating season and he is breeding so furiously and so deeply that he seems intent on bending Nature itself into impregnating his fags, I’ve been “attacked” like this by aggressive God Alpha Masters before, and it can be quite overwhelming. But Master Alex feels like another animal entirely.
If there is a common thread in the lives of God Alphas like Master Alex, it’s this: they’re all wildly successful and accomplished professionally. This should not be surprising, since all good things flow upwards to Alphas. They get all of the high-paying jobs, all the respect, all of the attention, all of the money, and all of the pussy they can ever want.
I’m so happy that Master Alex embraced his God Alphahood early so that he may enjoy a long life of daily success and worship and Kingship!
Thank you, Master Alex, for continuing to share your jaw-dropping life!
The following post is part of a thread following the rise of a straight college Alpha named Jason who has taken ownership of a faggot classmate named Mason! CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!
I must tell you it has been a real treasure to get to know Master Jason, the incredible straight college Alpha who recently reached out to me about his latest faggot Mason. Right from the start I recognized that, even though he’s only owned faggots for a couple of years, the ownership and training of them was almost second-nature to him. We always talk about how faggots are born to serve Men, but we rarely discuss how some straight Alphas are born to own faggots.
But Master Jason was born to own faggots.
To illustrate that I have a terrific story about Master Jason’s first faggot John (this faggot, still owned long distance by Master Jason, wrote to me about coming to be owned by him. I’ll share that in a separate post.
Now back to Mason. If you’ll recall, Mason thought he might not be a faggot, but Master Jason (utilizing his natural instincts) managed to break Mason and get Mason to admit he’s a faggot. There was even some light scent training as reinforcement.
I advised Master Jason to continue ramping up scent training and intensifying it in the hopes of cementing Mason’s resolve. That was, of course, exactly what Master Jason planned to do. He has incredible patience with faggots (part of his Protector Alpha personality); he understands that faggots are broken males in many ways and are vulnerable and scared. Master Jason’s training focuses on getting the faggot to embrace this purpose and then find fulfillment in becoming an owned faggot.
So Master Jason updated me on another little setback:
So far training Mason has been a process just slower yk since he is adapting to additional tasks I’ve assigned him, but ngl he’s done a good job of worshipping me and has been such an obedient fag now and the scent training has paid dividends. He’s even volunteered to do all my laundry without me asking, and I know he’s just been sniffing at my sweat-stained clothes. But I was surprised he didn’t write either and asked him about it but he doesn’t feel humiliated, just shocked bout the whole thing yk just a lot of things for him to handle at once. I encouraged him to write to you about his perspective though, as he admitted not thinking his perspective was more important than mine. As for chastity, I’ll definitely look into making a ceremony for sure, def think it would create a closer alpha-faggot bond between us, but taking my time with it for now.
For scent training, it’s been kinda easy just bc I mentioned when we first talked I noticed how he took some of my gym clothes before, so his resistance isn’t as high. But to make him more addicted when we go to the gym I instruct him to smell my towel everytime I wipe sweat off to get him addicted to the scent and tell him I know he wants it and if he wants to continue serving me he needs to smell them. When we get back though I throw my gym socks at him and simply tell him that I know he wants to smell them and he has until I’m finished showering to smell them. I’ve been using this to train him to my scent but one time he was still sniffing my socks when I returned disobeying me so I didn’t let him worship or sniff my pits or clothes for 24 hours. He ended up begging me if he could just use one of my gym shirts, which I flat out refused since he was disobedient.
This has made him so obedient that he knows when he can sniff and when he has to stop and he hasn’t made the mistake since then and scent training him has been almost a daily occurrence. I also reward him everytime he finishes my homework, cooks, or does the laundry by letting Mason sniff my pits and feet for around a couple minutes to really let him know that worshipping me is a reward. I’m planning to begin scent training him to my crotch soon by giving him my sweaty underwear to break him in and get him addicted, but tryna figure it still since my experience with John was different from other stories I’ve met since he never asked to worship my cock and he seemed happy just being my slave yk. So if ya have any tips feel free to lmk but that’s how its going so far.
Most of this sounded pretty good to me, and I complimented Master Jason for his patient approach and how it seemed to be paying off.
But then Master Jason sent me this troubling update:
For Mason though I took your advice man and tried to force his face into my crotch, but even tho he admitted he was a fag, he resisted a bit and couldn’t do so. For me I don’t find it weird, I am just selective on who actually gets to see and touch my cock. He apologized about being not ready and ended up tearing up a bit about being straight before to not being a fag and I did my best to comfort him, but I had to punish him and ended up tying him up in my room for a couple hours gagged with my sock. I encouraged him to write to you because although he’s obedient and everything, he still has these moments where I have to comfort him quite often. It’s definitely been a delicate balance yk with him more than any fag I’ve used just because I still see him as a brother of sorts, but I hope he does get better.
I do plan on moving forward in training him still over a longer period of time and I still haven’t really thought about placing my seed in him seeing as he hasn’t deserved it but a hole is a hole and if proves himself worthy I may consider it.
How disappointing!
I have no idea how a guy can actively and repeatedly steal an Alpha’s underwear and still consider himself to be straight and not a faggot. I understand that Mason at first even told me that he felt like a Top and that he was “vers”, which was ridiculous to me given what he was doing with Master Jason’s underwear.
It honestly breaks my heart that Mason cannot let go of the delusions he clings to about being straight or anything other than a faggot. Even more tragic, he’s screwing up the opportunity to serve and be owned by a truly magnificent straight Alpha like Master Jason. Unlike most of his Alpha brothers, Master Jason shows patience and, even wilder, LOYALTY to his faggots. These are qualities that are very rare, and should NEVER be taken for granted.
While there are probably tens of thousands of faggots who would love to serve Master Jason, Mason is crying and begging off of it. It’s mind-boggling.
I can only praise Master Jason for attempting to comfort this faggot that resists his ownership and guidance. Most Alphas would’ve tossed it away by now, probably, especially straight ones who could be fucking pussy instead.
Thank you Master Jason for being a great Protector Alpha, a true example of Hierarchy at its finest!
This post is part of a thread following the development of a straight French Alpha named David who discovered that his roommate Vincent is really a faggot. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!
I feel really blessed as a faggot in this position because I’ve been able to mentor so many faggots to find fulfillment, but also some powerful Alphas! Here on this site I have literally chronicled the ascensions of many straight Alphas, charted every new discovery about faggot ownership, and pointed them to even greater avenues of domination and power! It’s been an amazing ride for the last ten years!
One of my more recent favorites is Master David. This straight French Alpha had never owned a faggot (or even considered it) until he met me while searching for information about his submissive gay roommate Vincent. Now he owns not only Vincent, but a couple of other faggots he’s acquired at the gym. Through the complete use of these faggots, Master David has experienced so many incredible changes in his life.
Then, more recently, he claimed a couple, Charlene and her beta boyfriend Quentin. In the latest update, Master David forcefully took and fucked Charlene right in front of an awe-struck Quentin and basically took her as his girlfriend. All of these things are chronicled in the link above.
But now Master David has experienced something new in this latest update. Let’s see what it is:
Hey boy,
You remember when I took my bitch Charlène from my beta friend Quentin? Well, a lot have happened since then!
I have enjoyed having Charlène at my place (where I live with my roomate Vincent). I fucked her regularly and she enjoyed the perks of my superior life, with the service of my devoted servants! Her former boyfriend Quentin has often been there to provide me blowjobs and foot massages before and/or after I fucked her!
But of course, I kept on dating and fucking other women, as well as my serving boys. Charlène had a hard time to accept that. So much that she finally broke up with me. For lack of a better choice, she returned to Quentin, who was only too happy to get my leftovers. But obviously, it wasn’t long before she regretted it and begged me to fuck her again!
I answered her I was no longer interested into having her as my official girlfriend, but that I was willing to fuck her once in a while as a side chick. But only at one condition: Quentin himself had to BEG me to fuck his girlfriend! Needless to say, Quentin went home, kneeled, kissed my feet and said “Please Sir, it would be my honor that you keep fucking my beloved girlfriend! I can’t please her as you do, Sir! I’m begging you! Please!” After cuming into his mouth, I accepted.
He gave me a key to their home. So now, when I feel like it, I go to their place, I burst into their bedroom and I fuck Charlène who screams with pleasure! Sometimes I dismiss Quentin, sometimes I make him stay and watch me what a real man do. He even had to lick my feet while I was fucking her! Usually, when I spend the night with her, Quentin bring us the breakfast in bed on the morning!
I think I like this arrangement even better than having Charlène as my girlfriend! Now, I have a cuck beta servant that I can humiliate when I want to and Charlène has finally been forced to accept her place as just a sexual slave for my pleasure.
Life is really fucking good when you’re an Alpha!
So long, sam the faggot!
King David
As you can see, Master David learned that he, as Alpha, has a need for SPACE and FREEDOM so he can use or enslave anyone he chooses. Alphas shouldn’t be tied down like that. To build a Kingdom, an Alpha like Master David must spend his days reveling in his power while allowing females and faggots to fulfill their place in service to him.
This is how Alphas grow!
When I told him that, Master David replied:
You nailed it, faggot! I want it all. I want to have my cake and it it too, and I know I can! Either you submit to my rules, or you fuck off out of my life! Fags and betas and chicks are lining up to kiss my feet and suck my dick. I will only pick the most obedient ones. Every inferior must remember that it is easily replaceable and it has to EARN its place at my feet! Not the other way around.
That’s something I had to say to Vincent, when I felt he was becoming a little possessive. I told him: “Keep in mind: I am everything for you, I am the center of your world, but you’re just a very, very small part of my life. If you piss me off, you will never serve me again! So you better remember your place!” He cried a lot, but since then he kept in line.
Gosh it feels so good to be the master! To be the one who matters!
Can you hear the overwhelming joy in Master David’s words? These exclamations might as well be the roar of a lion!
I wish more straight Alphas would do more experimentation, let go of their preconceived ideas, and allow greater circuits of power to flow through them! Faggots are a key that unlocks the vault containing unbelievable Alpha power! It’s there for the taking!
I’m so proud of Master David for being one of those smart straight Alphas, a true King who recognizes that males and females of all sorts must fall so that he may rise!
Hey man, love the info and guidance you share on being a faggot so here’s my questions
im a 26yo guy and have been recently really into being owned and being a faggot for alphas.
i met this one guy of Grindr and it was a transactional thing however he made me feel really comfortable and I think he also felt comfortable around me. The issue is I don’t know if he’s into the alpha and faggot dynamic but he gives off huge God alpha vibes.
I met up with him again yesterday but more to just chat and hang out and he was talking about how he sees other fags for money and I started to get jealous but didn’t make it obvious.
as I’m dropping him off he says he can’t be bothered with meeting up with a random and whipped his cock out, grabbed my hand and made me stroke him and then said I got have to go out if you wanna pay. I was completely took over by this and happily agreed. It felt really good to go and buy him things after I was allowed to drain his 9 inch cock.
i know this is quite long ended but i wanted to know whether you think he’s just here for the money or if he wants a faggot and how can I try to convince him to own me?
thank you
Thanks for the question!
I don’t think there’s any doubt he’s in it for the money. If you’re find just being used that way (i.e. paying him money so that you can suck his dick occasionally), then I guess continue down that road.
If you don’t want to essentially paying for a prostitute, then I would ask him if he has ever considered taking ownership of a faggot. My guess is that he’s doing this on the DL and might say “no” upfront … at which point you can tell him how you feel and see if he might be willing to change the way he treats you.
These kinds of Alphas are difficult to read because they’re so transactional, and they don’t operate on any level of good faith.
Have you known SomeMenAreJustBetter on Tumblr in the 2010s? I remember consulting this blog when I was a teenager, and it really introduced me to Male Hierarchy. The author boldly embraced his superiority and his domination of inferiors. He was a true inspiration. I sometimes wonder what became of him.
I do remember him, yes! I had fewer conversations with him than I did with some of the truly leading lights of Hierarchy on Tumblr back then, but when we did talk I found him to be thoughtful and direct.
Just for fun I sent him an email to say “HI” and ask about his life. I didn’t receive an error notification, so at least he never closed it.
thank you again for all your work educating us on hierarchy! This website and its predecessor changed my life and helped me understand my true faggot nature. I am a married fag in a marriage (to a woman) that is 100% non sexual and we are fine with it. We are together as friends raising a family and I have full latitude to pursuit my sexual needs as I see fit. This has opened up my life to pursue my true sexual calling as a submissive male. I’ve been very lucky to have a number of very satisfying encounters including my original master Alpha who “made me” a year and a half ago and showed me the way of the faggot serving his master and I never looked back. I only see him sporadically as he lives 5 states away and his only ask is that I share with him all details of any sexual activity and I always do with pleasure. Recently I found a new Alpha who is amazing! He’s younger than me which I usually don’t like, but I could not resist his power. I was rewarded with incredible stamina and my first 4 load session from an Alpha (wow, so lucky i am!)
the issue is he is incredibly possessive. He has ordered me to end all communication with my original Alpha and does not want me serving anyone else. He wants me to be owned exclusively by him. I am uncomfortable with this as I feel obliged to my original Alpha and I’m so grateful to him for showing me the way. one of the liberating and beautiful things about gay sex, man on man sex, in my view is a rejection of monogamy. Men have sex for pleasure and as a true faggot I want to give pleasure to any Alpha who wants it. Recently even forbid me from addressing other men as sir. I address all my superiors with respect as a true submissive, it’s against my nature not to.
i don’t agree with the idea of him forbidding me from serving other men ever.
to be clear, it’s not an issue of getting his permission, which I would, of course happily do. He’s very clear and there’s to be no one else in any way shape or form.
what do I do? It seems ridiculous, even absurd for a old faggot like me to turn away from a big powerful virile younger Alpha who want my ass all the time. Like a good fag I have learned to embrace dressing up like a sissy faggot for him something which was never part of my interest in anyway, but I now enjoy because it is pleasing to him. Because as you’ve taught me, it’s his pleasure that is the most important thing. I shared this to say that I have been willing to grow and adapt as a good faggot should for a master.
as an aside he also gets off on saying filthy disparaging stuff about my wife, which I tolerate but it doesn’t do anything for me, and actually bothers me because we have an understanding and I it’s a huge distraction from my faggot identity to have to refer to her as a bitch, whore, etc.
sam, I need your guidance as always.
Thank you for the extraordinary experience, brother! I’m very proud of you for righting the wrongs of the past (even though it resulted in a family you love, it was still a mistake) and throwing yourself wholeheartedly into service!
It’s sounds like you’ve been quite fortunate to have found at least one God Alpha (more likely two) to serve in a relatively short period of time! That should be an inspiration to other older faggots out there in situations as sticky as yours. I must also commend your wife for being so understanding and loving! I’m sure it was difficult for her to adjust!
I commend you for your loyalty to your first Master, brother. Most fags would just shrug their shoulders and move onto the next Alpha, but you didn’t do that. I’m sure your first Master appreciates that about you.
But here’s the truth: your first Master can’t be consistent in training you given the long distances. And given the fact that you’re a new faggot, you’ll need training and refining. I think you sense this yourself, which is why you ended up with this young Master.
Meanwhile, you have this powerful young Alpha who wants complete ownership of you to the exclusion of every other Man. This is very interesting, and the potential for training and development is tremendous.
BUT … overly-dominant Alphas can also cut off EVERY bit of support for a faggot, leaving the faggot vulnerable and alone. This is a dangerous situation. I’ve definitely heard of abuse happening once an Alpha gets a faggot locked down like that. I wouldn’t want that to happen to you.
I’m especially grieved by your young Master’s denigration of your wife. Like it or not, she’s the mother of your children and someone who has been supporting you through this discovery phase of your life. That shows profound stupidity and a lack of respect.
As much as I’d like you to stay with this young Master, I think there are too many negatives. I’m not sure you’re going to grow in the right way with him. I think you should respectfully tell him why you’re discontinuing service, and see what he says. Sometimes an Alpha with a bad attitude can be snapped out of it when confronted by the loss of a good faggot.
There are plenty of great Alphas out there to serve who would value owning a good faggot. In the end, we must at least value the gifts we offer to superior Men enough to say “no” to Destroyer Alpha types.
I hope that helps! I really agonized over this one!
The following post is part of a thread following the continuing service of a faggot named James who has been serving a young straight Alpha for TEN YEARS. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!
The title to this post is a pretty well-known saying among Alphas. I know, because I’ve heard them say it plenty of times. And while it’s clearly meant to be a joke, there is an underlying belief that I feel Alphas accept about “consent” versus “consent in the moment”, which are two wildly different concepts.
I can tell you that Alphas in the moment take any hesitation in resistance to mean consent. In other words, if the faggot or female doesn’t fight back vigorously and emphatically when being taken by an Alpha, the Alpha considers that to be half-hearted and essentially just a suggestion of resistance. Like a playful game, let’s say.
My faggot brother James (who is still serving his straight Master after ten years!) had a thought about this issue, which he sent to me through my Questions From Readers inbox. Here’s what he had to say:
Although quite rare, I have read and even personally heard a faggot’s account of what they consider being raped by an Alpha after submitting to his control… The most common instance of this would be forceful anal penetration after discussing only oral service beforehand… It seems that these faggots consider themselves on a par with a woman, reserving the right to curtail the man’s sexual release at any time prior to culmination.
Although I have been one straight Alpha’s personal faggot for 10 years to date, just prior to this I experience the same situation on two separate occasions with two different Alpha males. In each case, I had previously consented to meet for the purpose of providing oral service to completion and swallowing the load. In both situations the Alpha made the decision that oral service would not be sufficient to fulfill his masculine needs. So, prior to arriving at climax, these Alphas provided me with anal sex as an option. I had not prepared or allotted time for this so I declined. This answer was not acceptable and I was physically forced into assuming the position and being fucked until his satisfaction had been achieved. Although a certain amount of force was used to bring me into compliance, I recall that my resistance was halfhearted at best. Something inside of me seemed to urge compliance. I would outwardly exhibit resistance, but total submission would be the end result.
Once penetrated, my ultimate purpose as a faggot was realized and the Alpha’s satisfaction was achieved. I never felt that I had been raped or anything akin to it. After all, these men had identified me as a faggot beforehand and that meant they would have a certain mindset as to my purpose.
I knew they had only acted as nature intended… And my final compliance was true to nature as well.
Here James draws a distinction between a female and a faggot in terms of “rights”, and I agree with that. Women are meant to be complements of a Man, not a slave (like faggots are). That’s not to say that Alphas don’t roll through the stop signs women put up, but the dynamic is definitely different. As far as Alphas are concerned, there are no stop signs with a faggot, given that a faggot’s entire existence is to serve and service Alpha needs. So right off the bat, we can see that an Alpha’s perspective going into a meet-up with a faggot is radically different than that of their approach to females.
So given an Alpha’s original perspective on a faggot – that it exists to be used – once an Alpha is in the act of using a faggot and it starts to “fight back”, it’s only natural that the Alpha would force the faggot to take his dick and load (or give up money, or whatever else an Alpha is using a faggot for).
But the real meat of what James says involves the end result within the faggot when it is forcibly entered against its will and bred (or, in the vernacular of some, raped). As he correctly points out, the faggot learns its place in a more meaningful way. It becomes more submissive, more obedient, and more grateful for a deeper understanding of Hierarchy.
That is certainly what happened to me in my rape (I do call it a rape because I was actually fighting back and had a knife put to my throat). Even in a more violent scenario like mine, once the bleeding stopped and I could process what happened I definitely understood Alpha rage and authority from a much deeper perspective. And, in a weird way, I developed gratitude for my rapist for teaching me a fundamental lesson about Hierarchical truth.
That’s sick to some. But those faggots out there who have been forcibly taken and used by aggressive Alphas know of the truths about which I speak. I guarantee that my brother James knows.
Ultimately, faggots are “the willing”. We are born with a willingness to be used by Alphas, to serve them even in their darkest moments. We NEED to be used this way.
So it isn’t rape … not really. Our faggot hearts were willing to be taken long before we ever protested, and before they ever even penetrated us.
Alphas teach us this every time they hold us down and force us to learn that lesson.
Hello Sam, I’m at a tough spot as a 24 year old fag. All my friends are dating and want to get me on dating apps and start going out with guys to get a boyfriend. Right now my priority is finding an Alpha to serve, but I’m having trouble balancing these two separate sides of my life. What do I do?
Thank you for the question!
I’m a little surprised that there aren’t more questions like yours, honestly. I would imagine this would be on the minds of a lit of faggots!
The ideal circumstance would be to find an Alpha who could also be a boyfriend, like Declan and Zack that are featured here on this site. It happens a lot, so I wouldn’t discount that.
If that’s not possible, then here’s my take as based on plenty of empirical experience: Your desire for a boyfriend can be satisfied within the confines of serving an Alpha, but your needs as a faggot will never be met by a regular boyfriend. The need to serve Alphas is so primal, so hardwired into us that it’s impossible to lock it away. You’d be in that relationship with a vanilla boyfriend and forever be gazing distractedly at the horizon thinking about that ache to serve.
In fact, it’s this powerful need to serve that distinguishes faggots from gay bottoms. It can’t be ignored.
So my advice is to specifically seek an Alpha near your age who is looking for a bottom/faggot to have as a boyfriend. Then you can have your cake and eat it, too!
Hi there, I remember your earlier series of podcasts and where you discussed Apex Lias. You’re probably aware that he’s deleted his Twitter and Instagram recently. What’s interesting is that I feel Lias’ power and influence has grown significantly over the years, basically the extent of his apex alpha-ness is far stronger and more developed than it was back when you did that earlier podcast, given the number of people who followed him. And likewise of course Lias has become even more attractive, muscular and frankly even more hung (his cock is now longer and thicker than ever), causing him to exude even more powerful energy. Is this sort of growth typical for apex’s or is this a factor of his own drive/determination? Hopefully he will return to social media at some point.
Thanks for the question!
Actually, with everything that has been happening since my return, I didn’t know he had deleted his social media.
I had a tempestuous relationship with Lias. We had some productive conversations, but he had a short fuse (mostly due to his overwhelming arrogance), and for a liberal Alpha he seemed to have little concern for anyone but himself. Honestly, he seemed to despise the audience he craved so much. I never understood it, other than the fact that he loved the attention his mammoth cock and plastic surgery-enhanced good looks brought to him.
I did FINALLY get him to admit that he lived off of the money of a wealthy faggot, which afforded him the opportunity to leisurely travel the world, indulge in the arts, and spend lots of time taking selfies in every single mirror he encountered.
If I sound like I didn’t like him, that’s true.
But he was beautiful to look at! I’ll include some pics of him from my archives after the jump!
The following post is part of a thread detailing the admission and submission of a new faggot named Ben to a former classmate and college wrestler. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!
Like any other faggot, I know the difficulties of being young and having an idea about what I was that turned out to be false once the truth was revealed to me. It’s not easy. I thought I was going to be a gay bottom who would fall in love and maybe get married to a great Man. And then, at age 17, I met an Alpha named Roger who eventually forced me to become his cocksucker during our senior year in high school, and I learned I was actually a faggot. Everything I believed about myself prior to that shattered and blew away like chaff, and what was left on the threshing floor was me as a faggot with a new purpose.
As I’ve made pretty clear over the years, I never looked back.
As I’ve come to know many, many faggots and their stories of self-discovery, I now realize that my story was something of an anomaly. Most faggots struggled mightily with their identity, fought it for years and years, and suffered through many more humiliations before they were able to accept it about themselves. Part of the purpose of my (now) ten-year mission to teach Hierarchical truth was to keep faggots from suffering so much in their acceptance of this truth. I think I’ve helped some, but not all.
Ben is one such faggot. If you’ve been following my “Questions From Readers” posts, you’ve already seen two posts about Ben’s situation. I’ve now graduated his string of posts into a proper thread so they can be collected into one place, rather than trying to collect them manually. You can now read Ben’s previous questions by CLICKING HERE.
Here’s a brief summary: Ben used to think he was either an Alpha or a pre-Alpha when he was in college. He left college, but one day recently he was on Instagram and saw an old Alpha classmate (who was still in college, but they hadn’t seen each other in four years) and suddenly had feelings for him. He definitely wanted to submit to this Alpha friend, who had grown even more muscular and equipped with washboard abs.
So Ben contacted me and I encouraged Ben to reach out to this Alpha and see if the relationship could be rekindled. And sure enough, my plan worked, and this Alpha responded positively and even dominantly (because Ben was incorporating my advice), and Ben played it badly by trying to deny he was a faggot to this Alpha. I scolded Ben for this in my response to his second letter, and gave Ben a new game plan to really approach this Alpha submissively.
My advice was directed at getting Ben to admit the fact that he’s a faggot and finally embrace the truth. That was the point of this next stage (aside from getting this Alpha to use him, of course).
Well, Ben has returned with another update. And once again, there are wins and losses involved. Read on:
I took your advice and texted him again asking if he wanted to meet up again to talk. Unfortunately he was busy that day and when I asked why he surprisingly sent me pics from his football photo shoot saying “You wish you could see me up close in my uniform huh”. Even though he was clothed besides his biceps I spent so long thinking about that photo and it literally made me space out for a day.
He came over a few days later from football workout and Im trying to recall the details the best I can because it all moved so fast. I greeted him at my door by kissing his shoe and kneeling. When I looked up at him he didn’t seem shocked he just had this devoius smirk and said “about time you greet me the right way faggot”. I didn’t speak for a second and he immediately asked “so answer me are you a faggot?”. It took me a second but I nodded and said “yes I’m a faggot, your power made me realize it”. And he had this smirk again that was so narcistic but felt intoxicating to me.
What I didn’t expect was he immediately said “So are you gonna suck me off faggot or what?” I was foolish in the moment so I said “I’m gay but I’m mainly a top” and I still dk why I said that. He just replied “i don’t care what you are, you’re a faggot you’re going to suck my dick.” When I hesitated he unbuckled his belt and pants and just shoved my mouth onto his dick and said “nothing to talk about now huh and keep sucking or I’m putting belt to ass”.
Like I said I’m technically vers too so I don’t really give head often but he was the biggest guy I’ve ever seen. His cock soft was around the same length of some cocks hard I’ve seen. He was so brutal when fucking my throat that I gagged each time he thrust and I could taste the sweat from practice and I can’t stop thinking about the taste. Unfortunately he finished himself later by jerking off onto my floor and said “your head game needs work faggot”.
When he finished he told me “clean it up with your tongue nothing else” and I obeyed but it felt so humiliating getting his cum off the floor of my own house. I asked him why he did this now and you were right Sam he said “I just needed to make sure you were actually a faggot”. Afterwards he threw me his sweaty uniform and told me “Wash it and bring it on Sunday and keep your mouth ready”, which I’m currently smelling and can’t bring myself to wash yet.
Needless to say I’m currently in disbelief I do admit that I in no doubt want to serve him as an alpha but my cravings to top haven’t faded either and I do admit I’m a faggot. For advice I don’t know if you have any advice on becoming better at sucking dick because I felt ashamed when I couldn’t get him off and i know he plans to use my throat again.
Baffling outcome!
On one hand, there were some gains here. Ben DID submit, and Ben DID admit to this Alpha that he’s a faggot. And Ben DID attempt to suck his dick (like he had a choice), and Ben DID slurp this Alpha’s jizz off the floor. These are all HUGE victories for Ben’s growth! I’m proud of him for these things, which I know weren’t easy.
But he’s still defiantly clinging to the notion that he’s an Alpha. He even said he “wants to serve him as an Alpha”, which makes NO sense. Ben said he “still wants to Top”, which I guarantee is NEVER going to happen with this Alpha.
All we need to do it listen to Ben’s final few sentences to discover the truth.
Alphas or pre-Alphas don’t fret like that about wanting to become a better cocksucker, or feel disappointed that they weren’t good enough on their first time getting face fucked (nobody is!). In other words, Ben IS NOT AN ALPHA, he’s a FAGGOT. It just took a vastly more powerful Alpha to reveal this truth to Ben. He needs to accept this reality and quickly embrace it, because this Alpha is coming back SOON to claim his property!
There is little time to prepare, though. I’d get a carrot or a small cucumber from the store and start practicing lip/tongue techniques. Try to push past the gag reflex again and again … and try swallowing as it reaches the back of your throat to suppress that reflex.
Ben needs to get started NOW. This Alpha is likely turned on completely by the submission of a new faggot, and he’s not going to wait long to claim more!
I thank Ben for his honesty and courage! He’s going to be a good one!
A chastity cage is essentially a green light for any Man (Alpha or otherwise) that the guy wearing it can be used however they want.
This is why faggots proudly displaying their cages in gyms often get used in gyms. Alphas pumped with testosterone know they won’t hear “no” when they need to use it.
What’s up fag, name’s Caden and I had a question for you. I transferred colleges this year and saw this fag I knew since elementary school. Since 8th grade, he was always lingering in the locker room and when we did basketball dares he always would “dare” me to flex or take my shirt off and was a pussy who threatened to report me when I threatened to beat him up once. I haven’t seen him in two and a half years prior to this year since we went to separate colleges til now but he’s in the same club as me and has been making advances on me even though I told him I have a gf and I’m not a fag. At this point I’m just over it and wanna punish and own him for just being a fag hitting on me so much and force him to submit to me, any brutal methods you got to humiliate him?
Thank you for the question, Sir!
Younger faggots can be a problem for straight Alphas because they are untrained and generally have not accepted their proper place in Hierarchy. They often make the mistake of thinking that they are equal-but-submissive, and lack the respectful behavior that Alphas deserve.
I want to forewarn you, Sir: physical/violent punishment doesn’t work well on faggots because they often get off on it. That’s the opposite of what you want, I’m sure. It’s better if an Alpha gets into the faggot’s head first before administering physical punishment, because then the Alpha’s violence has an emotional component and not one of pure hate. Do you see what I mean, Sir?
I propose this: the next time you’re with the faggot and it starts its nonsense, tell it to stop, get on its knees, and kiss your feet. If it doesn’t obey, then either slap its face or spit in its face and repeat the command. If it still doesn’t comply, then use force to get it on its knees and make it kiss your feet.
Once it does this, have it look up at you. Then ask it: “what are you?” The only acceptable answer is: “I’m a faggot, Sir.” If it does not answer correctly, slap it and ask it again. Once it does this, repeat the process again and again until you are satisfied. Then, tell it “good boy” or “good faggot” to reinforce the training (like giving a dog a treat).
Then dismiss it, but not before making it clear to the faggot that it is to refer to you as “Sir” or “Master” and that it now belongs to you exclusively.
After that session, the next sessions should involve tasks you want the faggot to perform to your satisfaction, followed by additional reinforcements like foot worship or scent training on your pits or your crotch.
This training I’ve outlined is pretty standard, and is designed to break a faggot of bad habits and start a reprogramming based on faggot fetishes/addictions. As Alpha, you can make adjustments on the fly as you see fit, Sir. I’m just outlining a scenario. I hope it pleases you.
I can already tell you’re quite a dominant Alpha. I have no doubt you’ll own this faggot quickly! Please keep in touch, Sir!
The following post is part of a thread following the rise of a straight college Alpha named Jason who has taken ownership of a faggot classmate named Mason! CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!
I’ve been blessed with some truly wild circumstances during my ten years of teaching Hierarchy online. I tutored multiple straight Alphas in Canada on how to own personal, live-in faggots. I’ve covered dramatic rapes almost live via email. I’ve helped fathers and sons navigate hierarchical roles with compassion and care. I’ve witnessed a fag brother having his entire company taken over by a young God Alpha. I’ve had my podcast cause a straight Alpha to take ownership of the faggot he caught listening to it. And on and on. Longtime readers know of my track record.
Many times these stories seemed unbelievable to ME, let alone my readership, and I was often accused of making things up. But these stories are all true.
However, few stories have blown my mind quite as much as the following story that has been developing here over the last couple of weeks. I’m not even sure what the chances are of this situation happening randomly – they must be infinitesimal – but that’s exactly what happened!
I’ll try to walk you through it.
Readers may remember a recent series of “Questions From Readers” asks from a faggot named Mason who thought he was an Alpha but found himself fantasizing about a more powerful Alpha at his school. I’ve assembled those asks HERE.
There were three such asks from Mason, and I was advising him on how to tempt this Alpha into using him. This mostly involved asking leading questions or even kneeling before this Alpha to trigger his dominance. Mason would cautiously try these suggestions, and they did seem to be producing the desired result.
Meanwhile, I received a nondescript ask from an anonymous Alpha about a friend he wanted to force into submission. You can read that HERE.
Then, out of the blue, I received the following email from that anonymous Alpha:
Yo I wanted to keep you updated on my story. But I’m writing as an email instead of a question because I think my friend, Mason, who I’m making my fag is the guy who’s asking questions about thinking he was an alpha until being in college. I say this for a couple reasons, one we both are in a frat together like his story, two his physical descriptions in the story are similar to my friend, and three the day I did part of what you told me, he sent you his story about being called a good boy. I find this so amusing because I did only part of what you said because despite being an alpha I care deeply for my friends and wanted to truly confirm before making a decisive move. But now I know he’s already a fag so no need in holding back LMAO. I just saw his story today and plan on giving him one more day to admit who is to me before making my move. For now though I’ve just had him mainly massage my feet, do my laundry for me, head locked him under my pits, and just small triggers before going further. Crazy small world that we both messaged you for advice haha.
CAN YOU BELIEVE THAT?? Both the college Alpha and his latest faggot prey were unwittingly writing to me for advice from both sides of this situation!!!
This Alpha introduced himself as Master Jason. He is a straight college frat guy who discovered the use of faggots two years ago thanks to a faggot named John. Master Jason kindly shared his experience with that first faggot:
Yo Sam of course, regarding John, ownership with him was easy because he approached me wanting to serve me and already knowing he was a fag. When I took ownership, I followed a similar process to what I’m trying to do with Mason, having him worship my muscles, feet, and body, and making him cook, do my laundry, and wash the dishes, he was my little live at home slave. The process was slower because I was new to the alpha scene, but when I saw how animalistic and desperate he was for me, I felt right asserting my will over him since he clearly would do anything for me. Right now, I still own John, but unfortunately he no longer lives nearby but across the country with his family right now, as he had issues to take care of. He still comes to visit occasionally where he always serves me, but I understand and despite him being my fag, I respect that he is taking care of his family right now, since I was in that situation before. I’ve owned a couple more fags since then, but I’ve haven’t found one that has taken care of my needs to own them for the long term because worshipping me is a privilege that not every fag should have.
You see how natural this is? Master Jason is perfectly straight, but it just takes a good, honest-hearted faggot to help trigger the inborn dominance of an Alpha to want to own and use inferiors! It sounds like my brother John was the right faggot to open Master Jason’s eyes!
But Master Jason’s journey to his acceptance of his Alphahood wasn’t quite the straight line that many experience. He continued:
In terms of your question about alpha hood I think I had a different growth curve. I didn’t realize I was superior to other males until two years ago when I was first introduced to hierarchy. In high school I liked to stay out of the spotlight which might be different from most alphas but my reasoning was I had to work to help take care of my mother and younger brother. Given that I never had much time to notice my superiority from fags but everyone I knew respected me and never messed around me. On the basketball team I was the “unofficial captain,” I never tried to become captain because that wasn’t my priority. But every time we had practice or a game everyone would listen to me instead of the “actual captain”. I’ve always been a very action oriented person I never commanded or yelled at people I just led by example and it seemed everyone just fell in line. In high school thought, one of my close friends always told me he knew girls who would want to get with me if I wanted, but I turned them down because I had other priorities. I think it’s how I was raised to be more of a protector alpha which is also why I wanted to be careful when first approaching Mason. In terms of fags though in high school I never noticed it but looking back there was one guy on the basketball team who always lingered behind in the locker room whenever I was changing and I realize he was probably a silent fag. I noticed more fag attention in college when I would first get hit on by guys all the time at frat parties and bars, but it wasn’t until my first fag, John, showed me your page did I realize how many more guys wanted to serve me.
For my alpha hood now I think I’m still navigating how everything is and which fags I decide to just use or which to truly own. I don’t find myself concerned with the labeling of what alpha I am but what I see is I’m a protector alpha. I look out for people I care about and always have been the person everyone turns to in group settings whether I am officially deemed the “leader” or not I know people look up to me and in college I’ve been able to better appreciate and revel in my power.
Can you hear the calm, level-headed nature of Master Jason’s answers? He’s a true Protector Alpha in the sense that he naturally leads and instinctively protects/uses/fulfills inferiors!
So I realized I was now in service to a truly all-natural Alpha Master who understands and really embraces the ownership of faggots as part of his purpose as a developing King. Even more urgently, I was simultaneously assisting Master Jason and Mason to finally break through the hierarchical dance they were doing by advising both separately.
Now that façade was done! I could finally help guide it in a meaningful, less blind way! However, Master Jason forbade me to inform Mason of the fact that we were talking, at least not until Master Jason could actually break Mason’s will himself!
And that finally happened a couple of days ago! And very dramatically:
But back to my update I finally broke Mason a bit this morning. We usually hit the gym in the morning but today I told him I was sore so I wanted to have a rest day. He asked if there was anything he could do for me and I told him my feet were sore and asked him to massage my soles. His eyes widened when I said that and I found it amusing but I could see the desire in his eyes. He started massaging my feet and I told him to take off my socks and he obeyed and began rubbing my bare feet while I took my shirt off because of the heat and talked about how sweaty and smelly my pits and feet are in this heat. At this time his eyes looked the same as fags I’ve had who begged to worship my feet and I knew he couldn’t control himself. So I asked him why are you so obedient to me? He stuttered before I cut him off and said no it’s because you’re a faggot who wants to be used right? He started blushing and didn’t look up so I had to force him to look up at me and told him to say yes sir I’m a faggot. He struggled with his words again but ended up saying yes sir I’m your slave. When I prodded him again to say faggot instead he couldn’t so I just told him good boy and to just smell my feet and pits instead. I could tell he was obsessed though he ended up sniffing my pits for 15 min before one of my frat bros knocked on my door and he jumped back. Before he left I told him he would address me as Sir from now on and he said yes sir before he left.
I don’t remember all the details but I the fact that this guy that everyone would think could pull bitches and was an alpha was nothing but just a fag under my feet made me feel so good. I will say I was disappointed he didn’t submit to me first nor did he admit he was a faggot. But I try not to judge because I don’t know what he’s going through. I do want to break him in further but it seems he’s still scared of admitting he isn’t an alpha so I don’t know if you have any advice to get him more comfortable. It feels different than other fags I’ve broken in since I know he wants to serve me but I can see there’s resistance. I’ll keep you updated with anything that happens man and I appreciate your advice here.
I was just as disappointed in Mason’s resistance as Master James was, but unlike Master Jason, I DO know what Mason’s going through. It’s hard to accept a truth when it so deeply contradicts what you’ve believed about yourself for so long. This is especially true when it means accepting an inferior position with other Men and in life.
However, notice Master Jason’s insightful stance: “But I try not to judge because I don’t know what he’s going through.” Spoken like a true Protector Alpha!
I think Master Jason is one of the finest examples of young straight Alphahood I’ve ever encountered. He’s totally in control at all times, and he sees everything. He’s blessed with that preternatural Alpha hunting instinct, and he has the dominant intelligence to manipulate the weak into fulfilling their purpose!
Mason doesn’t yet appreciate the astounding privilege he has standing over him right now! Mason has been chosen as the personal property of a very special straight Alpha! I hope Mason comes to accept his true purpose soon and submits to the will of Master Jason!
It’s a story too good to be true that is about to get even better!
Thank you, Master Jason, for your honesty, benevolence, and kindness!
