Hi man. My name is David and I’m 25. My English is not perfect, but I think you can understand me. Here the thing: I live with a slightly younger gay roomate. We got along very well, he’s openly attracted to me but he knows I’m straight and he never oversteps boundaries. Nevertheless, I feel like he’s very deferent to me, and he always compliment me a lot. He’s very friendly with girls and he always praises me to them and encourages them to fall for me. And he loves hearing brag about my fucking them. I must admit it boosts my ego to have a gay buddy like that. Looking to your blog, I’m starting to think I could have him submit to me even more. I don’t want anything sexual, but I’m interested in having a loyal servant boy. Do you think I could take steps further ? And how so ?
Sir, thank you for writing to me!
I’m guessing by your name you’re from France, and France has a huge number of straight/gay Alphas and a ton of faggots … it’s like a Hierarchical paradise. I say that to suggest very strongly that your roommate is very likely a faggot. Even if he isn’t fully a faggot in the sense that I describe here, he’s absolutely available for you to claim as your own property.
If you would, Sir, please try this with him. If you can get into a position (let’s say, on a couch) take your shoes off and place your feet in his lap and tell him to massage them. He will do this, I’m sure of it. Then tell him to kiss them. When he does this, tell him to get on his knees. Then tell him that you know he’s a faggot (I think you guys use the term pedale) and tell him you want to be his owner. Ask the faggot if that is what he wants. When he says “yes”, tell him “good boy” and then use scent training (armpits or crotch, whatever you prefer) to help cement your ownership.
Please let me know how it goes, Sir! I’m excited for you to take your Alphahood to the next level!
Hi Sam ,this is not a question but a thank you . Yes your methods work ,i took the caurage to fb message my bully which has a gf and never did dudes . You can read the whole story on my blog if interested but lss. he drove 5h by buss and i sucked him 3 times and once he fucked my brains out and it was beyond awesome ,he was super cool in every way and it just felt right. Thank you Sam ,you raised a generation . Btw im 28 now ,he is 30 and he used to bully me ,kick me and call me fag when i was 12. Life is crazy
That’s an incredibly thrilling story! I think most faggots have high school bullies (I know I do!) who we fantasized about, but I also believe a lot of those bullies were trying conceal an Hierarchical urge to dominate and use faggots through violence.
Reconnecting with those bullies and opening them up to the possibility of still using faggots is another level of fag skill, and I commend you for accomplishing this! Like I always say: JUST TRY. Be bold, submit, and offer service. Yeah, you might get rejected. However, more often than anybody (but me) admits, they might say YES.
Thank you for the link to the full write-up. I want to reproduce it here (with links to you, of course) so that people can easily access it.
I’m really proud of you! Hopefully it leads to more service opportunities!
Here is this brother’s post in its entirety:
Today was the best day of my faggot life. My elementary school bully visited me and fucked my SISSY BRAINS OUT.
I was encouraged one day after smoking a lot to send him a facebook message and i did. I said i wanted to see how he is and he told me that he doesn’t remember ,that i send a pic. So i send him the cutes pic of me and he asked for more. After a while he kept asking me what do i want from him. I said only to check in because i liked him in school and thought he was mighty hot. He said i have balls to admit this but said he has a GF and doesn’t do gay stuff. I said i am not gay im a fag and i feel like a gurl and dress up as one for guys like him. I offered for him to come to my place (which is a 5h drive by bus for him) and told him i will serve him dressed as a anime girl. He admitted
he already fucked a trans dude once but didnt want to cheat on his GF. I said ,its not cheating ,because its like masturbating. You are using me to masturbate. He laughed it off and said hes coming now and he might fuck me. I payed for his expenses of course as i ve been taught a good fag must do and gave him extra cash which he took almost as a thing was expected.
ANYWAY ,he came ,real cool ,no difference when he was in school ,he is kind but he is aggressive in every way of his being ,real real hot. We chatted a bit ,me dressed all sissy slut ,he ignored that completely and kept talking to me as if i was a normal boy. at one point he just took down his pants real chill and commanded with finger to kneel and suck so i did.
HE was very rough and came into my mouth. After that he used my PC to play some Dota and i just sucked him of under the table/ Again more cum in my mouth.
And believe it or not after that he told suck again and this time after a short while to get him a condom. So i did. He rough pushed inside me it hurt so bad. I asked for him to give me 20 sec ,he was getting agitated and asked if i want it or not . I said i do ,and let him mercilessly fuck my brains out. it was so good but unfortunately he had a condom. he left maybe i never see him again ,but god i want his cock all the time.
Moral of the story is . Be a faggot ,be yourself ,please your alpha ,do what he wants and you get an awesome time. And it was ,one of the happiest days of my life and also a major fag score ,getting your bully to fuck you.
Thank you for reading ,be inspired ,you can do it also ,sorry for grammar.
I have been successful as a faggot in serving straight Alphas. Almost all of the Alphas I’ve ever served were straight or bisexual, and all of the Masters I had were straight. I was motivated to start my online teaching because of this success; my first iteration of this effort was FagsWorshipStraights.Tumblr.com, which then quickly morphed into FagsWorshipAlphas.com.
Due to my years running FWA, I became quite well known precisely because of my skills in mentoring other faggots to approach and serve the straight Alphas in their lives. I did it again and again with such predictable results that either I’m incredibly lucky, or I KNOW WHAT THE FUCK I’M TALKING ABOUT.
(HINT: It’s the latter answer)
Not only have my websites and my Questions From Readers been incredible teaching resources, but I’ve also created products to assist faggots to make this approach to straight Alphas. One was “May I Serve You, Sir?”, a small book that could be given to a potential target (available here). Another resource was “Letter To An Alpha” (link in the sidebar) that was intended to be a faster and more direct way to introduce a straight Alpha to the idea of owning faggots.
To date, both the book and the letter have yielded positive results (the letter moreso). Ultimately, it’s up to each faggot to (a) admit they need help, and (b) follow the advice I give. But I say this with complete confidence: There is NOBODY who is able to do what I do with my consistency. NOBODY.
My latest success story once again comes from a Question From Readers ask from a few weeks ago. CLICK HERE if you want to read it in its entirety. In summary, the reader (a faggot named Benjamin) was going on a cabin trip alone with his straight Alpha friend of eight years, and the faggot was desperate for any way to make an approach. I gave him some tips, and I suggested that Benjamin utilize the “Letter To An Alpha” approach.
Then Benjamin disappeared. However, he has returned with an incredible PART ONE of his experience with this (former) straight friend/now Master!
READ ON:
Hello Brother. As promised, here is the update about my time in a cabin with my Straight Alpha friend (I will be calling him Sir or Master from now on).
As you may have guessed from the last line there things went well. In preparation of the holiday I shaved everything below the eyebrows, locked myself in my new 4 mm chastity cage, and printed out a copy of your prewritten letter to give him as there was not reliable wifi at the cabin.
We travelled there pretty normally, but I think he could tell there was something up. Just before we arrived we stopped at a supermarket for the weeks food and he asked what was up. I didn’t know what to say, so I just gave him the letter, took the shopping lists and went in to get what we needed while he read. Once I was back to the car he was done (probably multiple times I guess) and he said nothing. He also just gave me a look when I tried to speak, and I didn’t press the matter.
I drove the last 10 mins in silence, until we arrived at the cabin. Master got out and told me to bring everything in which I happily did, beginning with the food which needed to go in a fridge, then Sir’s bags, and finally my own property. As I was handling the bags, Master was going through the shopping I had brought. Once all his bags were in, Master decided he wanted a shower and called me over to where he was sat on the sofa. He assured me that he had read and understood the letter, and that we would be discussing it after his shower but for now I was to remove his boots and socks, then I was to move all his bags into the Master bedroom. I was to put mine in the cupboard of the smallest room and I was to be waiting naked and on my knees outside his EnSuite bathroom for him to be done, with a towel ready to dry his feet. In addition to my orders, I also had my chastity keys on hand to offer him at this point.
He showered for what felt like 30 mins, 20 of which I was kneeling outside the door. Eventually he came out with a towel around his waist. I didn’t see his face as I was looking at the ground, but I could see that he was still soaking wet below the knee. He walked past me and sat on the bed, and snapped his fingers. I moved quickly to his new position and went to begin drying his feet, but suddenly felt a pretty hard slap to the side of my face. Master told me one of the rules this week was that I was to kiss any part of him I was about to serve before and after I served. I apologised, kissed the top of his feet (must be around size 12 for my fellow fags who want those details) and began drying. With his foot in my lap this is when he saw the steel of my cage. Master asked about it and when I explained what it was, that I had been wearing it voluntarily for 4 months and that I currently had the keys, he ordered me to hand them over. He sounded very eager to have any form of control over another person at that point. Only once both feet were fully dry did he speak again, and he told me to look him in the eye. At this point, Master explained the new dynamic he had decided on, and rules:
1) He is the Master and to be obeyed. I am the faggot who obeys.
2) I am to call him Master or Sir in private, and carry on as normal in front of mutual friends. He may decide to let individual friends know, at which point I am to call him Master even in their presence.
3) I am to respond to any name he uses for me.
4) I am to never ask for access to my keys outside of a medical emergency.
5) In private I am to be naked in his presence.
6) In private I am not permitted to use furniture in his presence.
7) In private, I am to crawl in his presence unless I am required to stand for some form of service.
8) I am to kiss any part of his Godly body before service, and after service.
9) Master reserves the right to take, keep and store any photos he takes of the faggot in service. These cannot be shared publicly without the faggots consent, but the faggot cannot request or demand deletion.
10) The keys to the chastity cage are the application fee, and will not be returned should the faggot fail the probationary period.
He then discussed that I am not permitted to call myself His faggot just yet. Like with all jobs there will be a probation period where he is going to assess if I make his life better, or if it is nothing he should put any effort into. I do not have a fixed time scale for this period, but I am sure Master knows what he is doing and it would probably confuse my little faggot brain so I didn’t ask.
From that point I did everything I was asked to the best of my ability. I lived as his faggot puppy for the next week and a bit. I cooked every meal bar one, I slept on the floor in the corridor just outside his bedroom so I could answer Masters call instantly. I ate my meals from a bowl on the floor only once Sirs plates and the pots used to cook were clean and tidied away. I paid for all the food, got his shower to temperature before he got in.
After three days I earned the right to clean his feet. He has already had me putting on his shoes and socks, as well as taking them off and drying them after his showers. But that night (and every night after) he had me prepare a bucket of warm soapy water. I was to kneel (as always) and gently wash his feet while he played video games. I spent half an hour washing each foot, getting between the toes and really exfoliating (I used a scrubber from my wash bag which I also use for my face), then another 20 mins massaging each foot after drying it. Overall, an hour to wash his feet. Master did not criticise so faggot was extremely proud.
There were other tests of loyalty and challenges across the week, which I won’t write out in this post, maybe others if people want to hear it. But those were the first three days. I am back home now, straining against my cage writing this out and hoping I did a good enough job.
THIS IS HOW IT’S DONE!
Yes, I provided the tools to Benjamin, but Benjamin was the one who had to use them bravely and with integrity. And that’s exactly what he did, and it worked (again)!!
This experience illustrates something I’ve always insisted: most straight Alphas are open to being worshiped and served by faggots nonsexually. Sometimes it becomes sexual service, but nonsexual service feels less intrusive to them while also giving them the power trip their ego craves.
It simply takes technique combined with courage. I’m so proud of Benjamin for applying my advice with faith and bravery.
My Master Aaron was one of my first serious Masters, and during the three years he owned me something special happened – I imprinted on his scent. While he did have me sniff his armpits a couple of times, the imprinting largely happened through foot worship and, even more impactfully, when he allowed me to sleep next to him in bed.
I remember the sweetness of his scent. Master Aaron didn’t believe in wearing deodorant, but he didn’t need it. He was a bodybuilder who had a very clean diet, and everything about him – piss, cum, and sweat – was as pure as a newborn. I remember nuzzling next his eternally-warm body, his heated scent swirling around me like a gauze of diffused salted caramel.
I knew Master Aaron’s scent was affecting me then (he knew it , too), but it wasn’t until years later just how much I had imprinted on it. I was at a bar and I was passing through a group of Alphas when I smelled that scent – Master Aaron’s scent – drifting in the air.
I froze and glanced around, looking like someone verging on a panic attack. WAS HE HERE? Sadly he wasn’t, but more importantly, neither was I anymore. Suddenly in my mind I was on my knees kissing his feet once again. His scent markers, sampled randomly in the air, caused me to flash back to those moments with him from many years earlier!
That’s the power of scent imprinting and training!
In the nine years I’ve been teaching Hierarchical concepts online, I’ve spoken at length about the power of scent training. Whenever I do, I have people come at me and claim that scent plays almost no role in Hierarchical power dynamics and attraction. Their doubt is often based on old studies that were inconclusive regarding the impact of scent on human relations.
But better, more focused research has been conducted that seems to be much more conclusive.
First there is THIS STUDY that goes into a general study of human pheromones and their effects on behavior. Notice how it defines pheromones:
Pheromones are “airborne chemical signals released by an individual into the environment, and affecting the physiology and behavior of other members of the same species.” Pheromones have traditionally been defined as either releasers, compounds triggering immediate short-term behavioral responses, or primers, compounds triggering medium- to long-term changes in behavior or physiology.
The same study also concluded that the “perception of a particular pheromone may be related to the genetic composite of the receiver” and “allows pheromones to play a major role in the sexual behavior and the choice of sexual partner in animals.” Humans are animals, and subsequent studies verified that there are “growing arguments for an influence by pheromone-like compounds on human physiology and behavior, and it is also possible that pheromone signals in humans, like in several other mammals (pigs, ferrets) may be transduced via the olfactory mucosa.”
Notice the depth and range of these pheromones:
“The natural human body odor consists of about 120 individual chemicals (Labows et al. 1979), of which some have pheromone properties. In general, body odors carry informational cues of great importance for individuals across a wide range of species, and signals hidden within the body odor cocktail are known to regulate several key behaviors in animals. For a long time, the notion that humans may be among these species has been dismissed. Psychophysical studies suggest, however, that humans, like many other animals, may be able to identify the emotional state of an individual belonging to the same species based solely on the body odor.”
Unsurprisingly, Men have much more intense and powerful pheromones higher in steroidal compounds that affect the moods of those receiving them: “Furthermore, smelling of two steroids, the 4,16-androstadien-3-one (AND), and estra-1,3,5(10),16-tetraen-3-ol (EST), have in several consecutive experiments shown to affect mood and arousal (Bensafi et al. 2003; Jacob et al. 2001; Lundstrom and Olsson 2005).”
Notice where the study isolates these mood-altering pheromones in Men:
“Androstadien-3-one (AND) is a derivative of gonadal progesterone and has been identified in urine, plasma, apocrine sweat, as well as semen and axillary hair (public hair).”
So we are not imagining things – Alpha scent is very powerful and impactful on those with receptors (females and faggots)!
There was also a fairly interesting (but in my mind, incomplete) study of “gaydar” when it comes to scent. I won’t dive into much of it because I feel like it’s missing some control experiments, but here’s what the study found:
“Gay men strongly preferred the odor of other gay men, lesbians gravitated toward the smell of other lesbians, and straight women rated the odor of straight men higher than that of gay men. Each group, in short, preferred the smell of their first-choice mates, indicating a scent-based ability to assess sexual orientation. Another study confirmed that gay men and lesbians can recognize and identify the odor of others who share their sexual preference. This kind of scent-based gaydar enables gays to pinpoint potential partners instantly.”
Notice how the study oddly seems to leave out straight Men? However, this study strongly suggests something I’ve been saying all along: straight Men (and of course, straight Alphas) can tell someone is a faggot even before the faggot knows. How? BY SCENT!
I would be willing to bet that if there was a study of males who self-identified as faggots, there would be the same reactivity to male pheromones as straight females. As the study above showed, there are specific pheromone receptors built into the ones meant to respond to them, and faggots respond just the same way as females to the scent of Alphas.
This was a lot of information, and I tried my best to walk you through the easiest path. Ultimately, scent is just as powerful as we’ve believed all along, so you’re not crazy for wanting to sniff your Alpha’s underwear or socks. You’re following your natural instinct to imprint on his scent the same way animals do.
And deep down, we are all animals.
I just want to add this weird little interview with Shawn Mendes where the interviewer asks to smell Shawn’s armpit and he let’s him do it! WE ALL UNDERSTAND THIS! It’s in our NATURE!
It captures a faggot in full acceptance. It’s properly locked out of respect for other Men, out of respect for the large Alpha cock that is prepared to fuck it and breed it.
The faggot has its legs in the air, ready to receive its Alpha and his seed.
The following post is part of a thread chronicling the enslavement of a 53-year-old faggot (a former Top) named Mike by a 31-year-old Alpha Master named Steve. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!
So Master Steve, in the process of punishing his faggot Mike, put Mike into chastity but then added a new wrinkle: he wanted Mike to find him a faggot to use during the two weeks of ordered chastity (because, of course, a Master shouldn’t need to go without just because the fag is being punished).
That’s a rough demand!
Here’s what happened after Mike found a fag friend named Jacob:
Just wanted to give you an update. This week has had a lot of stressful moments, but also so realizations.
On Tuesday night, my ex Jacob, who ironically was my bottom, went to service Master Steve, that’s something I was asked to arranged as a punishment. Although I was not happy about this, I did it first and foremost to prove my loyalty to Master Steve. I also knew this would not impact Jacob and I relationship. I fully came clean to Jacob about me being a faggot and ask him to do this as a favor.
Afterwards, Jacob called me. I asked him to give me all the details as I would not be mad or upset. I had to accept my punishment. He told me that Steve talked about me the whole night and Jacob told me how lucky I was to have him.
While I’m sure it was difficult for Mike to know his Master was fucking one of his friends, I’m also sure Jacob’s report made him feel a bit better.
But then Master Mike had another surprise.
Steve asked me to come over on Thursday night, which is something he normally doesn’t do. When I got there, he wanted me to be open and honest about how I was feeling being in chastity for almost one week. I was truthful with him and told him that I was extremely frustrated but I was willing to do what I need in order to please him. I also talked with him about I am seeing there’s is also an emotional and psychological component being in a chastity. He was happy to hear all of this and agreed that the overall goal is to make me more focused on his sexual desires rather than mine, and to overall start feeling more submissive around him and his Alpha friends. Obedience is the ultimate goal.
He asked me to strip naked so he could see my cage, I was training beyond belief. My balls were hurting because the ring was pulling out so far. He raised his arm and told me to smell his pits, it was intoxicating and then he began to jerk off. When he came, he blew his load on my cage. He said just so you know I’ve just marked my territory.
He told me to get dressed and for me to let the cum dry on my cage.
I told him Thank You Sir for marking me as yours. He said don’t ever fuck up again, understand. He said he’s also excited to see how I’m gonna make this up to him.
I have no idea what to expect this weekend.
I love love love what Master Steve did with Mike here. It’s almost a form of aftercare. First, he sincerely wanted to know how the discipline was transforming his faggot, and Mike’s incredibly humble and honest answer clearly moved Master Steve.
And here I just want to emphasize to all of the faggots reading this: always be honest with your Masters! They are very sharp and they can detect disingenuousness or outright lying. And if you are honest, your Master will better know how to guide you!
Then Master Steve does something brilliant: he scent trains Mike on his armpit while jacking off onto his faggot’s locked nub. This is serious mind-fucking used to reinforce Hierarchical standing and purpose. It shows me that Master Steve knows what he’s doing!
I’m pretty excited to hear what happens this weekend! My main question: will Master Steve choose to release his faggot from his cage? We shall see!
I tried what you said, it helps a bit I’m sure with more time it’ll get better. I do have a question about releases. What’s your stance on that. My daddy says that I can only cum when he allows. And that being only analy or with a vibrator. Being as we are a long term couple and I’ve yet to see any stories about a dynamic like ours changing to a master/faggot dynamic do you think him jacking me off should be allowed or should I handle that alone when he allows or should he even allow it at all? Sorry for the back and forth haha I have no one else to ask about any of this!
thanks again Sam!
Hi Alex, thanks again for writing!
Actually I’ve covered many situations like yours that evolved from a relationship to a Master/faggot arrangement many times in the past. Most recently Zack has been writing about his enslavement to his Master Declan, who used to be his boyfriend.
And like Zack, I’ve overwhelmingly seen faggots who become faggots to their former boyfriends remain in permanent chastity without regular orgasms. I think there is a psychological element at play there. As boyfriends, you were generally of equal standing. Ownership, though, must naturally change everything, and chastity is one such enforcement device. And once an Alpha boyfriend sees his former boyfriend submitted to that degree, he doesn’t want even the chance that his faggot will want to be equal again.
I think you’d better forget about regular orgasms for as long as you’re owned by him, brother. Learn to adjust.
The following post is part of a thread chronicling the enslavement of a 53-year-old faggot (a former Top) named Mike by a 31-year-old Alpha Master named Steve. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!
When we last heard from Mike, the older faggot of a powerful younger Alpha named Steve, Mike had made a disastrous choice that caused Master Steve to lock him in chastity for two weeks. Mike was devastated, but resigned to his fate since he was given a choice and he chose wrong.
But just because Master Steve is punishing Mike, that doesn’t mean Mike doesn’t still need to continue to serve. And that’s exactly what Mike has been doing:
After sending you the message yesterday, as I was cleaning his house and laundry, I started to do a lot of thinking about his and I relationship and how it’s evolved into this.
But Saturday, I cleaned his house washed and folded his laundry. This was actually the first time I ever did his laundry. I assume this will be part of my new chores. I even went to the store and made his favorite, my chicken salad, which he always says is the best. He normally likes it in refrigerator to snack on. I guess this was my way of saying I’m sorry, because he always says words mean nothing but actions mean everything.
He got home late as he said he would. When he finally came to bed. He did put his arm around me and I could smell the chicken salad on his breath. That made me happy.
But to be honest, I didn’t sleep very well, I kept straining all night in my cage. I don’t know how I’m going to get adjusted to this. And pissing is almost impossible without making a mess.
Sunday was overall a good day, everything was almost normal. Except for I was constantly thinking about my cage. Just before I was leaving at 3 o’clock he asked me to come into the living room. He asked me to hand him my phone and unlock it, I did. He opened up my Grindr app, and kinda scroll through it a second. He asked me do I think it was appropriate for me to have this app on the phone talking to other guys since I had him. I knew immediately what he wanted. I said no it wasn’t and I’m very sorry I have it. He handed me the phone back and said well you know what to do. He watched as I deleted my account, data and app. He said let’s make this clear, going forward he’s the only that can play with whoever and whenever. And I will never have sex with anyone else but him, unless he approves or asks. He said are we clear on this? I said yes, sir.
What he did next actually kind of shocked me. He took the keys to the chastity device and hung them the same place we keep our car keys. He said remember what I told you always have free will to do what you want.
We live about an hour and a half apart, that afternoon when I was leaving to go back home, he gave me a hug and kiss and said thanks for the chicken salad by the way. I just smiled.
On the way home, I was thinking of how I could make up to him for choosing this option.
That really shows the kindness within Master Steve, a god-like quality of benevolence toward an inferior.
However, Master Steve then changed the stakes the next day:
WOW!!! That’s an incredible assignment! It’s also a tough one, a variation of The Nuclear Option method of punishment I’m always talking about!
Will Mike be able to find a faggot friend to service Master Steve? And how will it impact their relationship? Stay tuned!
I’m pretty convinced that Alphas would be fine if they could just have daily blowjobs to release some tension and receive worship. Why do you think faggots are used by so many straight Alphas? We are always hungry and ready to suck.
Faggots are well known underwear snatchers. I’ve stolen Alpha underwear before, and so has just about every faggot I’ve ever talked to has done the same thing.
There’s something hot about sniffing the dirty underwear of an everyday Alpha, smelling the scents he leaves behind during the course of a day in his superior life. It not only smells great, but there’s a thrill knowing that we managed to get it without putting ourselves at risk.
But the faggot in the classic 90’s clip above titled “Underwear Snatchers” isn’t so fortunate … or is he? The Alpha discovers him sniffing his underwear and essentially rapes him.
I sent you a message a few days ago about my violent Alpha Boyfriend. I asked him on my knees if he could be less aggressive because he’s a big strong man and I am just a weak faggot. At first he liked my submission and made me suck his cock for a long time, then he told me to undress, I put my ass up, and he fucked me very roughly, much more than I would have liked, but I just closed my eyes and accepted it.
My ass was really sore on the next morning and told them that I couldn’t take his dick again, but I could suck him as much as he wanted. He said that if a faggot cannot take a dick, it is a useless faggot. Then he got really aggressive and punched me several times, I was terrified and thought he would violate me. But I took my phone and called my father and he immediately stopped. I don’t know if you will remember, but I told you that my father was a really good man and a very different type of Alpha. My parents live 3 hours away, but when I sent the pictures of my bruised to my father he left his work and drove 3 hours to rescue me.
Sam, it felt like a movie. My father showed up and I was crying, afraid of what could happen, and with bruises on my arms and my face. He held me in his arms and told me to pick all my stuff from the bedroom. My bf was trying to explain and saying that it was just a misunderstanding, but my father looked at him and just said “you will never touch my son again in your life and, if you try it, I’ll teach you what it means to be a man”.
Anyway Sam, it was a little traumatic, but I am so grateful to have a God Alpha as my father. He literally saved me, took care of me and didn’t judge any of my decisions. I thought he would be mad at me because he tried to stop me when I moved out, but he only offered me love and protection.
It was a crazy week, but I’ve never felt so safe in my whole life. My father says that I’ll find a good man one day, I just need to be patient. I know I’m sexy and young, so there are other men wanting to use me as a cumdump, but is it that hard to find a Man who will use me but also take care of me?
My brother, I was so mortified to hear this harrowing and scary story! I am so sorry you had that happen to you! I feel like my advice was wrong, and that I accidentally sent you back into the lion’s den to get mauled again. I am so very sorry!
Of course, my original answer anticipated this possible outcome because I know Destroyer Alphas and their sadistic violent tendencies. This abuser (not calling him Alpha) is apparently lacking a brain in addition to lacking a heart, and I’m glad to hear you’re away from him now.
Speaking of brains, I wish your Alpha father would’ve splattered this guy’s brains across a far wall.
I am so proud of the power and righteousness of your Alpha father. He arrived like a superhero, like Captain America, and rescued you. It probably horrified him to see the situation his little boy was in, but it sounds like he remained brave and empathetic and protective for your sake.
So now you’ve seen and experienced both the very best and the very worst of Alpha behavior, a Protector Alpha standing up against a Destroyer Alpha in order to defend the weak and vulnerable. Do you have any remaining doubts about what I preach regarding these things? Believe it, because it is very true!
But don’t worry, little brother. There will be other, better Alphas in your life, Protector Alphas who can use you and also care for you the way you need and desire. The only nice aspect of this story (aside from your father’s heroic actions) is that now you know what you’re NOT looking to serve. The signs and symptoms of Destroyer Alpha tendencies will be much more apparent, and you will know what to do.
It’s awful that you had to learn it this way, but your learned it and learned it YOUNG. You still have plenty of years left to get lost in service to amazing and virtuous Alphas. They DO exist, so definitely don’t give up, angel.
I wanna share something with you, Sam. When I was 18 and virgin, I met a guy on Grindr. I went to his house, but when he started to fuck me, my hole wasn’t perfectly clean. He got mad, called me disgusting, and expelled me from his place. I felt dirty and guilty for months after that. When I finally lose my virginity several months later, I was panicking about being 100% clean.
Yesterday my current bf was fucking me and he went too deep, so he got a small stain on the head of his dick. I was freaking out thinking that he would react like that other guy, but instead he laughed, said “that’s what I get for having such a long dick”, then he took me IN HIS ARMS, went to the bathroom, washed his dick, washed my ass and hole with his hands, asked me if I was okay, and then put me on my knees until he finished on my face.
I felt amazing, Sam. I know I am a faggot and a cumdump, but he was so thoughtful and respectful.
Do you think Real Alphas act like that and the picky ones tend to be weaker Alphas? And also, do you have tips for a perfect clean hole?
Brother, thank you for sharing that experience!
(Sh)It happens, as Forrest Gump once said. I think every faggot or bottom has some experience like yours at some point, because it’s simply the law of averages. Get fucked enough times in your asshole, you’ll eventually hit paydirt, so to speak.
I have a shit story like yours that makes yours look like a silent fart by comparison. I wrote about it on FWA, but I couldn’t find it in my preserved archives from that site to resurrect. I might write it up again if I manage to get the courage. Thankfully I’m fully stocked on orange vodka, so it could happen soon.
In my case, I was fortunate that the Alpha fucking me seemed to be totally fine with it and badly wanted me to come back for more at another day, but I was too humiliated to do it. I regret that now, because he was a hot, hung young Alpha who was also a clearly a Protector type. But he’s long gone now.
I’m so sorry that the first Alpha treated you so badly. It’s a credit to you that it didn’t break your spirit or your desire to continue serving. Because you didn’t give up, you found this terrific and loving Alpha who comforted you and helped you learn to trust again. He’s amazing, and I hope you will convey to him my thanks and admiration, brother!
There are a few things faggots can do to greatly minimize this issue. Diet that includes plenty of fiber/roughage is one way. Using enemas rather than douches are another. I have a gravity-fed enema that I use, but there are different types. You must fill the lower two chambers of your colon with clean water (you’ll feel very full), and then push it out. Repeat this over and over until the water comes out clear. Then you should be good for hours of use.
Anyway, thanks again for sharing your experience! I’m sure other faggots can benefit from it!
To touch on what you said about foot worship I have been doing some massages and mixing some kisses in there while doing so! He hasn’t reacted badly to it so I’ll keep it up and see how he takes it. I’m glad to hear you definitely think he’s an alpha. I’m just hoping he embraces that role more. Us being together so long I think is his main reason for being slow at embracing this part of himself! As far as I go I’m full steam ahead haha I’m trying to real myself in and not bother him too much. That’s my fatal flaw impatience. As far as Chasity goes do you have any pointers for dealing with the denial? I went from jacking off whenever I felt like it to only servicing him with releases for myself at this discretion. Which I will say hasn’t been too often. While I’m okay with and want this. It’s definitely a learning curve. Any advice would help I’m new to all of this!
First of all, I’m glad to hear you’re focusing on foot worship. Trust in this process. I believe you will eventually be able to get him to see the truth and embrace it.
As far as chastity goes, a lot of it is mental. I stopped masturbating years before I went into chastity, and it was purely a mental control thing. I became so deeply ashamed of myself for masturbating like a Man does when I knew deep down that was wrong. So I was already primed for chastity and it proved to be no issue aside from the awkwardness of wearing it.
Here’s an idea: think about your boyfriend’s cock, the cock that you worship with your whole soul. Deny yourself in honor of that cock, and the Man to whom it belongs. Meditate on that daily. When motivated by deep, meaningful reasons, we can accomplish almost anything. Try it and see.
A reader recently reached out to me with an unusual literary question that I loved. He asked me if I knew anything about “The Epic of Gilgamesh”, the world’s oldest written fable (dated around 2,500 B.C.E.).
Of course I did know a bit about it, having briefly touched on it while acquiring my English Literature degree while partying and sucking dick all the time. That’s probably why the story got lost in the fog of my college days, and its obvious application to Hierarchy.
See if you can recognize the qualities of the story’s lead, Gilgamesh:
Gilgamesh was tall, handsome, strong, smart, and the King of Uruk, a walled city-state in what is now Iraq. He was reported to be 2/3 divine and 1/3 human. He was also a pretty major malignant narcissist. As a consequence, he was a very bad king, who viewed the kingdom as his personal candy store. His position as a leader was all about getting everything he wanted at the expense of whomever had to pay. He exploited his position and his people for his own base enjoyments and personal enrichment. When we meet him, he’s not married, but he insists on always being the substitute groom who spends the wedding night with any young woman of his kingdom who is married, and then he moves on to the next special treat he plans to give himself. He wears out the young men of the kingdom in competitive games just so he can win, over and over, and continue to prove his immense superiority.
It’s probably not a coincidence that the oldest written story is centered around a great and powerful Alpha, and he also happens to be a Destroyer Alpha!
Of course, society eventually tries to fight back by appealing to “the gods”:
The people complain to the gods, “Help us with this guy! We can’t take it any more!” And the gods do something creative. They make him a counterpart, an equal to him in size and strength, and they initially put this man into the woods to live with the animals as their protector. While Gilgamesh is a man of the city, this new creature Enkidu is a child of the forest. Gilgamesh has experienced the height of sophistication in an urban setting that at its peak had up to 80,000 inhabitants. Enkidu as a nature boy has a mindset of simple innocence. Rumors of his existence, great strength, and exploits in saving the animals from hunters make their way to the city, and Gilgamesh is both intrigued and troubled. He has to meet this individual and perhaps once again prove his superiority over what is quickly becoming an urban legend and, in that sense, a threat to his own reputation as the strongest and greatest man alive.
In other words, the gods create a Protector Alpha named Enkidu!
Gilgamesh doesn’t like this threat to his domination over inferior humans, so he hatches a plan:
Gilgamesh goes to the big religious temple in town and approaches the beautiful temple prostitute—which was apparently a well-known job in ancient times, serving to unite the world and the spirit in distinctive ways—and he asks her to go find this legendary man in the woods and use her special skills to lure him to town. She agrees and is successful. Enkidu arrives just as Gilgamesh is about to exercise his jus primae noctis (right of the first night) or, as it later came to be called, his droit du seigneur, and the wild hairy man of the forest intervenes to stop the king from this presumptuous deed. They fight violently and it’s basically a tie. Gilgamesh is very impressed. So is Enkidu. They instantly become best friends, and soon go off on adventures together. The prayers of the people have been answered.
Just to be clear, Gilgamesh was about to take the virginity of another man’s bride when he’s stopped by Enkidu in pure Protector Alpha mode. The two Alphas battle, but they develop a mutual respect for their powers and become the world’s prototypical Alpha Pack.
I really wanted to touch on the story of Gilgamesh to demonstrate that Hierarchy is ANCIENT and FOUNDATIONAL. It also demonstrates that all peoples around the world throughout history recognize Alphahood as a very real type of advanced, superior Man.
As we fight to get people to understand and accept the principles of Hierarchy as the ultimate truth governing human life, it’s good to look back into history to see that the foundation upon which we rest our purpose is as solid and true as any mountain.
i am a 23 year old faggot who has been in service to my Master Damien for more than two years. In those two years, my Master has taught me what being a slave to an Alpha Top should be. He has allowed me to do His laundry, clean His apartment, cook His meals, run is errands, detail His car. i am sure that you get the idea.. He keeps me satisfied as His fuck puppet also. He is forceful sexually and insatiable. He has made my life as His slave joyful. i can think of nothing i would want to with the rest of my life than to be His servant.
Here’s the problem: He is being reassigned to a different city for His job and He has made it clear that He is not going to take me with Him. i cannot understand how He could just brush off my devoted service and my worshipful devotion to Him. What is a faggot to do?
Brother, thank you for writing!
I’m so sorry that this is happening! It’s definitely one of the hazards of being a faggot, and if you asked me it’s the worst aspect about it. It’s heartbreaking, but it’s also confusing as well.
Since I was owned by straight Alphas during my fag “career”, I ended up needing to be dismissed because my Masters fell in love and got married (to females, naturally). It killed me every time, of course, but the first couple of times hurt much more because I was inexperienced with controlling my emotions. I’d come out of being a fag slut and discovered how wonderful (and more fulfilling) it was to be owned and trained by an Alpha, so I was desperate to cling to those Masters (they were incredible Men, too).
But with my next couple of Masters I had developed myself emotionally to the point that I had a very philosophical, “serve in the moment” focus that helped me remain more detached and accepting of these kinds of losses.
I guess I’m giving you a long-winded version of a “time and experience heals all wounds” speech, brother. Master Damien gave you the experience of a lifetime, and he shaped you into the wonderful faggot you are today. But he’s far from the only great Alpha Master out there. Your next Master is going to be one lucky Alpha, indeed!
