For an Alpha, it’s incomprehensible to be fucked.

All Alphas know is they love the feeling of penetrating, the power of their bodies while fucking, the relief of pumping cum into conquered prey.

Getting fucked? There’s NO WAY that’s happening!

The following post is part of a thread detailing the awakening of a straight God Alpha named Kenzo by his lifelong faggot Kevin. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!

To be quite honest, I do think I started a revolution in the understanding of faggot ownership when I first started discussing the cunting of faggots. I remember the reaction when I first described it and all that was involved with being cunted; some experienced faggots gasped with excitement that they weren’t alone, while others expressed curiosity and even doubt. I stuck to my guns, because I knew I couldn’t be the only one who experienced the power of such a moment.

Slowly but surely I received many experiences of cuntings from faggots, as well as some from Alphas who cunted faggots. And what it’s all added up to is irrefutable proof of what I originally described as “an internal orgasm triggered by being fucked just right by a powerful Alpha cock.” If you want a more detailed explanation (including a movie I made!) you can CLICK HERE!

Now, cunting isn’t some automatic thing. Just having an Alpha’s dick in your pussy doesn’t mean you instantly get cunted. Sometimes it may take a while, even many months, which also points to an emotional component to this poorly-understood phenomenon. My first true cunting came from being pounded by an awesome Master who’d owned me for many months before it happened. That’s part of the unpredictable nature of being cunted. Cunting is like a summer storm burst; appearing suddenly, quickly drenching everything, and then evaporating before you even have time to open an umbrella.

I know my little brother Kevin was always interested in being cunted by his straight Alpha Master Kenzo, and I think he was a little surprised that it hadn’t happened after so many months of being fucked by his big Alpha cock. From what I know about Master Kenzo’s personality, I doubt if he cared whether or not Kevin ever experienced that “internal orgasm” given that Kevin was just a faggot cumdump and personal slave.

But yesterday I began receiving a bunch of excited messages from Kevin. He could barely contain his elation and astonishment. So I’m going to present you with Kevin’s entire text chat with me about a momentous event: Master Kenzo finally cunted him!

SAM

Oh my dear brother sam

IT HAPPENED

MY GOD ALPHA CUNTED ME

I AM A CUNTED FAGGOT!

When I came back to Kenzo’s second home (formerly my home, and where I live), He texted and ordered me to wait for Him in His room, naked and kneeling

Of course I did

When He entered, oh my God, He fucked me SO HARD!

He first fucked my throat, deeper than ever! I had to swallow at least three loads of His delicious seed!

Then He went to fuck my ass. He fucked me in so many positions! He started with His favorite one, with His foot stomping my face, then His foot beside my face so I could kiss and lick His toes

Later He fucked me face to face! I could admire Him and I was overwhelmed with happiness! I saw Him even more powerful, more magnificent and more terrifying than I remembered!

He leaned over me, He even gently kissed my forehead!

He was talking to me. “The slave finally returns at the feet of his God, right? You’re happy to see your beloved Master again, you desperately craved seeing Me again, eh? I’m the reason you live for.”

All that came from my mouth was “I love You my God, I love You so much, please I beg You, I’m your bitch” and so on

AND THEN

I felt a rush of warm euphoria! All my body was shaking! I let out a deep, happy groan!

I think I almost passed out

Next thing I remember, I was resting on my Master chest. He was gently stroking my hair and cuddling me

He was whispering “You’re such a good boy… You’re my best boy… I love you… My favorite slave…”

I was crying, but these were tears of happiness!

I realized what happened

You warned me about it!

So I weakly said “my God, You cunted me”

He simply answered “Yeah. I wanted to.”

I kissed His powerful pecs and said “my life is dedicated to YOU, my God and Master”

“I know. You’re Mine.”

Sam, I’m still shaking with emotions as I’m writing to you

I think this is one of the most urgent and immediate descriptions of cunting I’ve ever read. Certainly one of the most passionate. I’m sure Master Kenzo will read this account from his faggot with great pride, basking in the glory of his accomplishment!

But notice what Kevin the cunted faggot said after this description:

To live a faggot life is SO GREAT! I love to be a faggot, I love to serve and worship a MAN, a GOD!

I AM A CUNTED FAGGOT

KENZO IS MY MASTER, MY OWNER, MY GOD, MY EVERYTHING

I will do everything in my ability to make His life the best it can possibly be! IT’S MY MEANING!

Can you hear the transformation that has occurred within Kevin because of the power of being cunted? Can you appreciate the complete shift in mindset and focus from that primal and powerful moment?

Cunting a faggot is something like a gift an Alpha gives to his faggot because it releases the faggot from any inhibitions and allows the faggot to fully become what it was born to be. No more questions, no more doubts. Kevin, like every other cunted faggot, cannot ever go back or deny the truth now. Cunting is that line you’re glad to cross, because the whole world now seems to shimmer like a drug-induced fantasy land where everything finally makes sense.

A world where you’re suddenly proud to say: “I am a faggot! A cunted faggot!”

I’m proud to say that Kevin is now not just my faggot brother, but also my cunted faggot brother! I thank him endlessly for gifting me with his excited first words about this most astounding event! I’m hoping to hear from Master Kenzo to see if he’s going to write about it from his perspective.

But there you have it. Yet another account of a good faggot reaching a nirvana of purpose through the power of Alpha cock!

Just as Nature intended!

The following post is part of a thread following the rise of a 22-year-old Italian Alpha named Master Paolo who owns a muscle faggot. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!

I love Master Paolo. He’s just 22 years old, and he’s thrilling to all of the new discoveries he’s making about the ownership of faggots and his own increasing power. It always excites me to see an Alpha like him embrace his purpose and start transforming the landscape of his life into a Kingdom!

When it comes to the wonders Alphas discover about owning and using faggots, we can say one thing for sure: they never end. A faggot is so triggering to an Alpha’s natural dominance that almost anything becomes possible when these forces come together.

As Master Paolo has begun to regularly breed his muscle fag, he’s discovering subtle differences in each act … and each position. Once more, a new discovery to explore:

What’s up, fag?? Your Master Paolo here again

I’m working on caging my fag and I’d like to know your opinion about positions to breed a fag. I’m asking you that because I was literally thinking about you last night while I was thrusting inside my sub boyfriend’s ass lmao see how important you’ve become in our lives!

After he sucks me and make sure my cock is hard and wet, I usually start with him riding me, than I put him in doggy style to mount and breed. But last night I fucked him missionary and I feel that he was moaning louder than usual. I came inside his pussy in missionary style while kissing him and we were so sweaty, it felt amazing. Then I put his face in my armpit while my cum was going deep in his hole.

When we went to sleep, with my balls empty, and his hole full of cum, I couldn’t stop thinking about the best positions to fuck him. I’m 22 and have been fucking fags for a few years, so I’m sure I have a lot to improve. Also, my dick is not that huge, it’s around 5.5 inches, so I wonder to cause the greater impact and make sure that my seed will be as deep as possible in his hole.

I really enjoy fucking doggy style but my fag enjoys the intimacy of getting fucked in missionary style (not that his preferences matter lol but he is a good boy and I like to please his pussy as well) anyway fag, any thoughts about positions? As a fag, which one makes you more submissive? Which one do you think is better to make sure I can mold his hole in the shape of my dick?

It’s great to hear what’s going through the minds of Alphas, isn’t it? While we faggots are processing emotions and duties after a fuck, an Alpha’s main concerns are physical performance and improvement. I love imagining Master Paolo scheming about the best ways to really breed his faggot while the fag lies next to him, completely unaware.

To answer Master Paolo’s question directly, it’s important to remember that every faggot is different, and each one responds to stimuli differently. Therefore, the best way to fuck a faggot is any way that really impacts the faggot on a psycho-sexual level. The idea of fucking and breeding a fag isn’t only for an Alpha’s relief, but also for dominant authority and a marking of the fag.

For me, missionary has always been the most powerful position, especially if I’m being bred. First of all, it’s the position in which a faggot is most likely to be cunted because of the position of the dick and the faggot’s prostate. But it’s also deliriously wonderful to experience the pain and pleasure of my Alpha’s cock ramming me while looking into his eyes and drinking in the beauty and power of his body at work.

Don’t get me wrong – other positions have their uniquely beneficial aspects, but I’ve always thought missionary was the best.

Just from reading Master Paolo’s account above, it sounds like his muscle faggot agrees with me!

I hope this helps, Master Paolo!

The following post is part of a thread following the life and teachings of a 30-year-old God Alpha named Master Maurice as he takes ownership of a disabled faggot named Édouard. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!

The story of Master Maurice taking disabled faggot Édouard as his own property is one of the most touching and beautiful accounts I’ve ever been blessed to cover. To me, it highlights what’s possible when a great and insightful Alpha discovers a faggot who truly yearns to serve. It also demonstrates the underlying needs in an Alpha/faggot dynamic, how they are drawn together and how they fulfill each other.

In the previous post I made a suggestion that breeding Édouard was vitally important. I said this because I felt like it would boost Édouard’s confidence and sense of purpose. Being disabled makes a faggot feel even more frightened and vulnerable. Having the seed of a very powerful Alpha like Master Maurice inside him would only help.

But what happened turned out to be even more perfect than I could’ve imagined.

Hello, Sam!
This is Maurice again. It’s a pretty sunny Sunday in Switzerland and I decided to take some time to update you about me and Édouard. I spent a few hours reading your hot website and saw that my experience caught the attention of both Alpha brothers and sweet fags. How flattering! But since you and your audience were interested in how I handle my boy, I just want to clarify that, when I first fucked him, I didn’t breed Édouard because he was too scared. Young fags tend to be fragile, but he is 10 times more. I’m not usually very soft with the bottoms I fuck, but I’m taking it easy with Édouard because he’s different. Imagine being a 22 y.o. fag with little family support, just 1 or 2 friends, extremely shy and afraid to be hurt at all times. Every time I put my hard cock next to his cute face he looks at me begging for love, but also begging for mercy because he knows there are many ways I could hurt him.

Well, that was just a disclaimer because I don’t want you and your readers to think that I don’t breed my fags LOL

Last night, Édouard was here with me and I did the same thing I told you the first time. He sucked my dick sitting on the edge of my bed, and when I was ready to fuck, I put lots of lube in his pussy and on my dick. He doesn’t want to be fuck in spoon position yet, so I’m sticking to missionary, which for me is no problem at all. The fag likes to feel close to me and be fucked with intimacy, so I put my dick inside of him while holding his face, telling him how pretty he is. However, I must admit that I’ve been following Roger’s columns and his post about how to keep fucking a fag no matter what really affected me. So when I brought Édouard to my place yesterday, I had decided that I would be firm with him. When my dick was all inside of him, I held his arms against the bed. Considering that he can’t move his legs, he was totally defenseless with my hard cock inside his pussy. I did that just to see how he would react and the boy just said, moaning in a really sexy way, “please, don’t hurt me”

So I started banging his tight pussy but keeping his arms immobilized to make sure he would understand who was is charge. I kissed his face and his lips tenderly, whispering in his ear how sweet and sexy he is. It was the third time I was using his hole, and on the second time I also came on his chest. So this time I needed to breed my boy. I wouldn’t wait more. I fucked him in missionary style for around 10 minutes, and then I stopped thrusting for a while because I was getting close. Without taking my cock out of his ass, I looked in eyes and said “today you’ll feel my cum inside of you, ok?” The boy wasn’t expecting me to say this, but he wanted to make me proud so he just said ok and closed his eye while the tip of my dick was touching deep in his guts. His pussy was still very lubed and I was getting close, so it was the moment to show my boy what a fag is supposed to do in my bed. I held him by his shoulders and fucked his hole as fast as I could, putting all my weight on his disabled legs. The boy’s moans were so loud that he was screaming with my cock stretching him more than ever. Then he said “oh, that’s too much, it’s too big for me”, I held his face in my hands and said “take it baby, I’m getting close” and, proving Roger’s point, the fag said “ok, give me your cum”. He closed his eyes because he knew I was going to be rough and took my cock like a good boy. I felt that it would be a big load so I thrusted as deep as I could and shot a really big one.

I put his head on my chest with his ass up to make sure my cum would stay inside his pussy. We made out for a long time and I told him that his boy pussy has an owner now. So Édouard is now properly fucked, bred, and owned. I took him back to his house but I’m planning on bringing him to live with me soon. It’ll be much easier to take care of him if he stays here and having his hole available 24/7 also sounds good. But before doing this, I need to make sure he’s okay with me fucking other boys, because I don’t see myself breeding just one fag.

This is a magnificent account of how to breed a faggot properly. It’s also a touching display of how to approach and use a faggot with special needs.

I remain in awe of Master Maurice’s control, vision, and heart. Too many Alphas lead with their dicks, but Master Maurice has so many tools just as impactful as his Alpha cock at his disposal. This makes him a formidable Alpha presence.

I’m glad that Master Maurice is not altering his need to own other faggots. It might hurt Édouard’s feelings a little bit, but he needs to accept that he’s only one part of this great Alpha’s Kingdom. Every faggot hopes to be an Alpha’s most precious possession. But as special as Édouard is to Master Maurice, he’s still a faggot and therefore just a part of a greater purpose.

I love that Master Maurice is securing that relationship with his new owned faggot by taking him into his home to live. As a live-in, Édouard will be able to experience being an owned property and bask in the presence, the sights and the scents of an Alpha in his prime. It will be a life of daily delights! I hope Édouard can appreciate the extraordinary opportunity that is about to occur in his life!

After telling me this heartwarming story, Master Maurice added this final paragraph:

You know Sam, when I first found your page, I thought it was just a nice place to jerk off and see fags getting fucked. But no, you really built a community where anyone can learn and teach about our deepest natural truth. Well done, Sam! I hope you feel proud every night when you go to bed for the amazing work you’ve made here and for the lives you’ve changed. I’m certainly proud of a good boy like you.

How do I respond to such praise from a God Alpha like Master Maurice? I’m eternally grateful for such support and encouragement! I’d love for this to be my job (that pays my bills) rather than a job that adds to my bills, but otherwise this has been the most fulfilling project I’ve ever tackled! Thank you, Master Maurice!

Yours,

~sam the faggot

The following post is part of a thread following the story of Mika, a teenage faggot in Peru who bravely and successfully seduced a straight Alpha named Gael. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!

A month ago I wrote an update about a 19-year-old faggot named Mika who successfully seduced an Alpha at his school named Gael and was now serving as Gael’s cocksucker. It sounded like Gael was very happy with that new arrangement (of course), and Mika was in fag heaven.

Then I didn’t hear anything for a month. Oh how I hate those silences!

But Mika has returned with glorious news: Master Gael deflowered Mika!

I was so happy to hear this that I moved my schedule this morning to let the world know it! Here’s Mika’s account of his first time!

Hi Sam!! 

This is Mika of Peru!! I hope you are happy and everything is well. I have so much to tell you…

I bought a red lingerie and took my sister’s perfume to impress Gael in our first time. He said that he would be alone in his house so I went with everything I needed in my backpack, with lube and etc. He made me suck his dick first and then sent me to the bathroom to get ready. I wore the lingerie and put the perfume for him. I also bought lipstick to be extra girly for him. His rule was that I can’t touch my dick and he want to call me by his girlfriend’s name, Luna. He said that he wanted to close his eyes and imagine that he was taking his girl’s virginity. I was sad when he said that because I prepared so much for him and he was thinking about her all the time, not about me 

But I didn’t say anything and asked if he wanted to taste my virgin pussy. He didn’t want to put his tongue there, but he fingered me with lube calling me his good girl all the time and said “open your pussy Luna, give it to me”. I started moaning for him, shaking my ass and he spanked me hard with his fingers deep in my hole.

I saw in the internet that riding dick helps virgin fags because it hurts less. So I told him in a sexy voice that I wanted to sit on his hard cock. But he didn’t want to kiss me while I would ride, so he told me to hold his knees, and take his dick little by little. Oh Sam, it hurt so much in the beginning!! I felt my hole soooo tight and he was opening me but he held my ass with very strong hands, so I couldn’t move anymore. I was not seeing him, but after some time I felt his balls touching my ass and he was sooo happy. He was repeating “Luna, you’re so tight!! Luna, I love your pussy!!”

I kept my hands on his knees and moved my ass up and down veeeery slow feeling his dick deep in my pussy. He told me to call him papi (like daddy) so I just said “papi, you’re dick is huge” and he was so happy when I did that. After fucking me like that, he put me in the bed with my ass up for him. He put a pillow on my head so he only saw my body with the lingerie and my ass, and fucked me soooo hard

I felt my pussy opening so much and it was hurting, but I wanted to make him proud. So I said “papi you’re hurting me but please don’t stop, fuck me more, fuck your virgin girl” And Sam, he got CRAZY when I said that, he became a beast ready to destroy my hole and was screaming to me “take my cock now Luna, take it all the way, I don’t care if it hurts your pussy, this pussy is mine!!!” So he took the pillow from my head, pulled my hair and said “I will breed you, tonight you’ll get pregnant taking my cum”

Omg Sam, he was so brutal and so sweaty, his cum went deep down inside of me. It felt weird at first but I loved the feeling of so much warm cum inside of me. He took his dick out, and it was covered in cum with a little bit of my blood. After he came, Gael was much calmer and not in his beast mode anymore, so he was concerned to see my blood on his dick. But it wasn’t too much, I was fine. So I said “papi, when a girl loses her virginity it’s normal to bleed, I’m happy you took my virginity, I’m all yours”. He loved that Sam!! He took my lingerie off, we took a shower together and he washed my hole with his hands! That was my favorite part to be honest. My hole was sore but his warm cum with the warm water made me feel much better. I used to dream about something more romantic for my first time, but I feel that I did the right thing serving Gael and making him cum so much!! When he finished, I was sore and tired, but I was feeling happy, Sam!

After this first time, I sucked his dick everyday after class and now he only call me Luna, he doesn’t use my name anymore. Unfortunately, he is traveling to visit his family, so he hasn’t been here for two weeks. But he told me to get ready because he wants more pussy next week! I will stretch my hole as much as possible with lube in the next weekend to make sure I will be ready.

So Sam, do you think he will fuck me even harder next time? Yesterday he sent a message saying that he misses my ass a lot and that “a lion gets more aggressive when he is hungry”… I am sooo excited, my perfume and lipstick are ready. But Sam, do you think it will hurt less with time? I have a online best friend from Spain who also is a fag and he told me that the first time always hurts, but with time will be much better and I will feel many pleasure with Gael banging me. He also said that I should not try to be called Mika anymore and just accept that now I am Luna. He aaaaalways talk about how much he wants to fuck his girlfriend, but the real Luna will only give him her pussy once they get married, so I think it’s my duty to help him imagining that he’s fucking her, right?

Can you tell me if I am doing alright Sam? I want to make Gael proud!! I love you Sam, I love this website and you are amazing 

[I am turning 19 today! My parents usually gave me a little money instead of a present, so I will buy another lingerie to use for Gael]

AMAZING first time!

First of all, little Mika has the heart of a truly naughty faggot, the kind Alphas LOVE to use. Mika used playfulness to seduce Master Gael (even a little role playing) in order to give Master Gael maximum pleasure! That’s EXACTLY the function of a proper faggot! And while I wasn’t totally encouraging the use of lingerie and makeup with Master Gael, it clearly worked perfectly (so I’m glad Mika went along with it despite my nonchalance). In all, this was a masterpiece of seduction by a virgin faggot, demonstrating that we must cultivate the desire and hunger to serve first, and the rest flows from that.

It’s great that Mika is leveraging the sexual frustration Master Gael is having with his girlfriend Luna in order to further his service to him! Believe me, there are TONS of straight Alphas in the same situation as Master Gael, and many of them seek relief from eager faggots like Mika. And Mika is cleverly using that desperation to draw out Master Gael’s inner aggression in powerful ways. I can only imagine the size of the cum load Master Gael dumped into Mika’s virgin pussy! Excellent job!

I thought Mika’s on-the-fly explanation for the bleeding (“virgins always bleed”) was BRILLIANT and instantly Master Gael’s mindset from “Alpha who just bred a faggot” to “Alpha who took ownership of a faggot”, which is a huge-but-important mental leap. You can see that shift in the fact that Master Gael took his faggot into the shower and cared for its pussy. These are the things Owners do.

It’s important to always remember: when an Alpha fucks and breeds a faggot, it’s not only the faggot that is changed. The Alpha grows from it as well!

My little brother Mika is now a fully functional faggot! What will the world think of that? Is the world ready? I don’t think so! LOL

I’m really proud of Mika, and so grateful that he shares his experiences with his brothers!

The following post is part of a thread chronicling the continuing ascension of a 21-year-old bisexual Alpha named Master Joe. CLICK HERE for all posts in this thread in chronological order!

When we last heard from Master Joe, he was just finishing with pumping three loads down the throat of a new faggot, the little whore brother of Master Joe’s best straight Alpha friend. Keep in mind that this straight Alpha friend recommended that Master Joe use his little brother, because the needs of superior Men come before inferiors born to be used. Alpha brothers come before blood brothers.

Now, Master Joe expressed trepidation about this faggot (despite its attractiveness) because of the faggot’s whorish, undisciplined behavior. Of course, many Masters would decide to invest time in training, but Master Joe seemed uninterested in that. Still, he enjoyed the blowjobs and the morning breakfast the fag made for him, so I thought Master Joe might go back and sample more of its skills.

And sure enough, he did!

Hey fag,

This is Master Joe again. I’ve been using my friend’s brother every single night since the last time I talked to you. We don’t live far away from each other, so my friend already knows the routine: I pick up his fag brother after work around 6pm, bring him home, and take him back at 7am the next day when I’m going to work. The boy really is a whore; I’ve never had a fag who could take dick 7 days a week, most of them complain that their asses are sore if I want to bang them two days in a role. But this one is always willing for cock, he’s so submissive and so smooth, it’s the perfect pussy for me. Because he’s such a whore, I decided to get more and more aggressive with him. The first few times I fucked him, I was gentle and went slowly into his hole. But now I just see his hole and my brain gives my dick the order to destroy it. I probably gave him around 20 loads in his ass and mouth since we last talked Sam, and the fag is behaving better and better.

Because he’s such a bitch, I’m always concerned that he’ll serve other dick, so I told my friend to keep an eye on him. They live together and my friend told me that no men has visited his little brother since I started seeing him, so I’m hopeful that my cock and cum will be enough for this little bitch. I don’t mind sharing fag pussy with friends, but I’d never accept a stranger fucking him. I’ll keep dumping as many loads as possible in my fag’s pussy and will try a 3some soon with another fag. I think it’ll fulfill his endless desire for new sexual adventures, while making sure he understands the fag he is. He is not caged but it’s really crazy to me how he NEVER gets hard, I’ve fucked him dozens of times and his little dick is always tiny and soft, no matter how much he’s moaning and begging for dick. And I love that.

But I have a question for you Sam, is it normal to enjoy more hanging out with my friend now that I’m fucking his little brother? We’ve been really good friends since we were 3, it’s a whole life together. He’s my best friend and my bro, I’d jump in front of a train for him without thinking twice. He’s straight, I’m bisexual, and we’re both very Alpha, so we’ve also had a healthy rivalry about our grades, the sports we play, the girls we fucked, etc. Since he’s brother was born in 2009 he has always been super protective. The boy was an obvious fag since kindergarten and my friend always protected him from the bullies. The fag is by far the most important person in my friend’s life. But now that his most precious thing in life is my cumdump I feel like  I finally won our teenage rivalry, you know? It feels really good to grab a beer with him or talk about sports knowing that a few a hours later his beloved brother will be with his ass up in my bed for me to bang his pussy all night long. His gf is really hot, but he has been fucking just one pussy for a long time now, while I can fuck whatever girl or fag I want, while also having his precious brother as my personal cocksucker. I don’t know, I feel more Alpha that him now.

If you want your readers to have a better idea of how my fag looks like, you can include a video of a bottom who looks just like him. In fact I put this video on my tv last week while I was fucking him and it was really hot: just look for “Ryan Russo Pounds Jack Waters Ass”

I’m so proud of Master Joe for going back with the intention to conquer this wild faggot! It’s so great to hear Alphas roar with excitement when they conquer a piece of pussy, isn’t it? Master Joe loves seeing how his powerful rut and his potent cum has totally subjugated this wayward faggot! It’s a point of immense pride for him, as it should be!

In fact, Master Joe has conquered this faggot so thoroughly that its little dick never even gets hard! The fag is in complete subspace, hypnotized by the massive amount of hard fucking and huge cumshots. And faggots, notice Master Joe’s reaction to this: “I love that.” It makes a difference when we show proper respect for an Alpha by not concentrating on our own genitalia!

As Master Joe is discovering, his Alpha cock and his Alpha cum have tremendous power to train and readjust even the most troubling faggots. I wish all Alphas could truly appreciate this about themselves, but sadly most of them pull back and never find out what’s really possible.

But that’s what is so special about Alphas who undergo “Alpha Ascension” through the use of faggots. Master Joe’s best Alpha friend will probably never know the ascension Master Joe is experiencing, the massive amount of power he’s feeling as he conquers this wild faggot, and countless other faggots and females. His friend will never know what it feels like to be WORSHIPED EVERY DAY.

I smiled slyly when Master Joe mentioned how he feels more powerful than his Alpha friend because he’s conquering his little brother. This is why I brought up this Alpha rivalry in my last post, because I know this exists among powerful Men. I found it awesome that Master Joe perceives this ascension when he acknowledges this leap ahead of his Alpha friend. That’s because he just did leap over him!

So that’s why Master Joe enjoys hanging with his Alpha best friend even more now that he’s conquered and now owns his friend’s little brother. He’s essentially claimed a piece of his Alpha brother’s “turf”, so to speak. It’s like that old “King of the hill” game boys like to play (an early and subconscious training device of hierarchy) … in this case, Master Joe has knocked his Alpha friend off his own hill and taken it. And notice that his Alpha friend has conceded the victory by silently accepting what Master Joe is doing to his younger brother!

Hierarchy unravels so much of the mystery of Male interpersonal relationships and what drives Men on every part of the hierarchical spectrum. The Ascension of Master Joe and its effect on everyone around him is just another spectacular example of this!

Thank you, Master Joe!

Here’s that video Master Joe alluded to, in case anyone wanted to know what his faggot looked like!

What a hot account by God Alpha Maurice! I hope he’ll send more updates soon. As a faggot, I was really touched by the way he stopped fucking his fag and shot the load on the fag’s chest when he said that he couldn’t take his dick anymore. I have been with multiple Alphas who didn’t stop fucking me even if I begged to stop. Once they start, many Alphas only stop when they breed their prey, no matter how much we fags ask to stop. I think this is unacceptable behavior with women, but with fags like us I really can’t make up my mind about it. I understand it’s their right to breed be but at the same time Master Maurice’s attitude made me want to serve him even more. What do you think about this issue, Sam? Should Alphas breed us no matter what?

Thanks for the question, brother! 

I don’t think faggots really have a choice once an Alpha starts fucking us. Generally-speaking, they’re going to keep rutting until they’re done because that’s how they’re programmed. Also, I think that’s how they view most sexual objects (including females), that with coercion or force the object will finally relent and let him finish. 

It’s always been this way, and I don’t think modern thought will change it.

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You know a video like this isn’t 100% real because none of the frat guys call it a faggot.

The following post is part of a thread detailing the awakening of a straight God Alpha named Kenzo by his lifelong faggot Kevin. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!

You may remember the previous post about Master Kenzo utterly cucking and enslaving a former straight so-called Alpha bully he once knew in high school by banging his wife and then forcing him to swallow his cock and cum. If you haven’t read that devastating account, I highly recommend that you catch up by CLICKING HERE, because here comes the even wilder PART TWO!

So when we last left this cuck, he was having any last shred of masculinity surgically removed through his throat by Master Kenzo’s Alpha cock. Master Kenzo got this supposed “Alpha” who used to pick on weaker people in high school to admit that he was Master Kenzo’s slave. And then he swallowed Master Kenzo’s load. Mission accomplished, right?

Um, no. You don’t know Master Kenzo if you think that’s far enough. You see, Master Kenzo is a God Alpha, and like most gods he has a pitiless wrath that scorches the earth and leaves nothing alive that resists his will. The suggestion that he has devastated an inferior male enough is almost a challenge that pushes Master Kenzo to show he has greater power than that.

And that’s exactly what he did with his new cuck faggot. Read on:

It’s time I completed the story of this first couple’s enslavement.

As I told you, when I came in the mouth of My former school mate, I saw his male pride slipping away. But not yet totally, not yet definitively, in truth. He put up more resistance to Me, for the last time, shortly afterwards.

A few days later, I was watching TV while he was massaging My feet, after I’d fucked his wife who was resting in their bed. I was telling him how I made her shout with ecstasy, how she said I was a better lover than he was. He was red with shame and despair. Then, suddenly, I asked him: “Tell Me, I hope by now you have renounced your desire to sire children, haven’t you? You’ve accepted it will never happen?” He was taken aback. I said calmly “I mean, come on! You are no longer a real man. You are even lucky I still allow you to fuck your wife, if you can still manage to do so. But you will never father a child. It’s a privilege I reserve for an Alpha like myself. The only children your wife will bear, the only children you will raise, will be from My seed.”

This time, he got angry. He really did. I had to subdue him by force, as I’d done in high school to punish him for bullying the weaker kids. At the end, when I finished beating him up, he was lying on the floor, his nose bloody, My foot solidly on his face pinned to the ground. I told him: “You will never disobey me again. Do you understand?” “Yes, yes, sorry, I beg your pardon…” he whimpered. I made him swear. He swore. Then I explained to him: “Good. Therefore, you will undergo a vasectomy. Let your downfall be final.” He weakly protested, begged for My mercy. “Please, no… Please don’t do it…” I answered: “Count yourself lucky I’m not forcing you into a penis removal! I’m merciful, I’m only sterilizing you.” Of course, in the following days, he complied.

This former minor Alpha male, who planned to perpetuate his genes, is now seeing his lineage end forever. Because I have decided so.

After that, he never truly resisted again. He only whined and moaned when I fucked his ass, then when I pissed on him. He has fully accepted his defeat.

And you know the best part? His wife is now pregnant with My child. In autumn, My first child out of wedlock will be born. My cuck slave will have the privilege of raising him or her, but of course I’ll make sure he does it with all the respect and care due to the fruit of My seed.

So that’s how I acquired My first heterosexual couple as slaves to My desires. Since then, I’ve acquired a second one. It was much easier: a couple of young, cute, enthusiastic fantasizers. They were looking for a threesome with a dominant male to spice up their relationship, and heard about Me from one of My slaves. They contacted Me to offer themselves to Me, begging Me to fuck her and dominate him. I agreed, of course, and it was great fun. They were really sweet. They worshipped my cock together, face to face, on their knees. It was like they were mouth kissing each other, but with my cock between them. This experience really brought them closer as a couple.

They loved it so much they came back for more! I agreed on one condition: that the guy get a vasectomy. They hesitated for a while. But they eventually submitted. From now on, I’ll make it a condition for any straight couple to have the privilege of worshipping Me together: sterilization of the beta male. Only I get to create life. If they’re lucky, they’ll have the huge honor of raising a child born of Me.

I have more to tell you, faggot. But that’s more than enough for now, I think. We’ll see later.

See what I mean? It wasn’t nearly enough for Master Kenzo to throat fuck the guy and feed him his load. Instead, Master Kenzo decided to take away the cuck fag’s procreative powers altogether and force him to raise His children! DEVASTATING! To top it off, Master Kenzo fucked his load into the cuck fag’s ass, taking away anything the cuck fag might hang onto as a “Man”. That part of the cuck fag’s life is completely gone forever.

I’m so excited to hear that Master Kenzo has impregnated the cuck fag’s wife! This is what Alphas do with their superior cocks and superior cum! They lay claim to human property through breeding and feeding these conquered ones. That way they are transformed genetically by it, inexorably enslaved by the power of it. Just look at what Master Kenzo’s Alpha cock and Alpha jizz has accomplished in the establishment of righteous hierarchical principles!

Fortunately for the second couple that they were more accepting of Master Kenzo’s frontal assault! Their almost joyous celebration of Master Kenzo’s power and control is exactly what Alphas want and expect from their prey.

But don’t miss this point: Master Kenzo LOVES the fight of the cuck fag the same way a fisherman loves the fight of a prize-winning fish hooked on his line. In the end, they will all submit and obey every word of his every command and end up mounted on his trophy wall!

Master Kenzo is an ultimate hunter, a straight God Alpha of insurmountable power. This is only the beginning of what is coming!

The following post is part of a thread chronicling the life of domination of an Asian God Alpha named Master Jase. CLICK HERE to read all posts in this thread in chronological order!

While rare, Alphas sometimes sexually conquer other Alphas. When it happens, it usually involves a God Alpha overpowering and breeding a brother Alpha lower in the hierarchical chain. God Alphas simply cannot stop themselves, because conquering and marking another Alpha is indicative of just how powerful they are.

Master Jase is a God Alpha – practically the definition of one – and his conquests are becoming legendary. But until now, Master Jase has been conquering and breeding faggots both aware and unaware.

But here’s a new wrinkle in Master Jase’s game:

I always enjoy showing a lesser alpha his place underneath a God alpha. Saturday night I was at a gay sex bar, and plowing a muscle pussy against the counter when another guy approached, took out his cock, tapped it against the head of the bodybuilder bitch I was fucking and looked at me questioningly.

No god alpha asks. We take. I never have to ask anyone to fuck and use their slut or fag. I would grab the head of the fag, spit on the pussy of one, and work my giant tool down its throat or split its pussy open on my cock. Without asking it’s previous owner’s permission. That’s my right to fuck open holes. So I already pegged this guy as inferior to me, despite his confident attitude and the experienced way he was holding the bitch’s head.

While we fucked the bitch together, he asks me if I was still up for fucking and plowing an eager cock sleeve of his own. As this bodybuilder bitch was only the third cunt of the night I was fucking, I asked him what made his toy worth it. He grinned and told me that it was his older jock brother, and I could breed him. That got me intrigued, so I told him we were going to tire out the current bitch first.

When the bitch tired out, he collapsed forward, freeing my cock from his sore gaped pussy. The ‘oh fuck’ when my giant cock came into view from the other guy made me smile, as did when I tore off the condom and fed the tired bitch my cock. The other guy just watched, unable to keep his eyes off the bitch eagerly cleaning and licking my cock, despite him clearly fucked out and eyes dilated. Told him to lead the way, and watched as his eyes finally stopped staring at my cock when I tucked it away. On the drive to his place, his confidence returned, he introduced himself as Daniel and began babbling about how he started using his older brother in high school after he found him fucking himself on a dildo. How he once respected his older jock brother for being masc and ‘an alpha’ until he turned out to be a dick-loving slut. How despite owning other fags and fucking girls, his jock brother was his favourite toy to use, especially now they were both in uni.

It was clear Daniel was an alpha. Able to reduce his older brother into a cock-serving faggot and owning other sluts who served him. But those small instances where he was captivated by my actions already told me he was an inferior. And I was interested in both dominating his jock fag, as well as making sure Daniel knew his proper place.

His older jock fag bro surprised me with how he greeted us. He was dressed in a tight corset, panties, fishnet, heels and make-up. Daniel said he borrowed one of his girls’ clothes and made his fag bro a sissy. It was not the first time I had used and dominated a sissy, but his muscles were exploding out. He was a fucking hot sight. He was confused when he saw me. I could see his doubt, as he started to ask Daniel. Way too familiar. Asian and short, why was I there. “Sir, who is this?” Daniel tried to answer, but I took control. I gripped the fag by his throat and forced his head to look at me, telling him, “I’m your God, and you’re now my pussy bitch. Got it?” I could feel how he weakened at that and just dropped to his knees. Too easy. I circled him, pinched and groped his muscles. Daniel was silent. He probably didn’t think I would control his fag bro so quickly.

I won’t bother to tell you the details, faggot Sam. You can fill in the gaps. You know how I fuck and how I cunt my bitches by now. I made the fag take our cocks out and lick. I laughed when he slobbered over my giant size way more than his own brother’s respectable cock. Daniel couldn’t even complain, at the sheer way I outsized him. I gripped his head and drove his cock onto both Daniel’s and my cock. Sputtering and gagging especially on mine. His make-up was running by the time I realised his head, and his face was completely smeared.

I made Daniel spread his fag bro’s cunt while I stretched it with my fingers with one hand, and fucked his throat with my other hand. Ordered Daniel to keep his cunt open as I stretched the fag’s ass over my cock. Daniel obviously used his brother well, with how easily he spread apart, but he definitely wasn’t ready for my girth or length. I didn’t care, I drove like a battering ram and jabbed at his second cunt. The fag gasped and cried. Arched his back. Shook and spasmed on my cock. Scratched at the floor he was on all fours on and panted. He was being cunted. I told Daniel to gag his bro on his cock as I worked my cock back and forth. His second cunt wasn’t going to deny me. I fucked through it, pumping right into his guts, and the way the fag completely arched his back but went still, I knew I was plugging him deeper than he ever felt, and he was loving it.

We spitroasted his fag bro for over two hours. Daniel said he had never felt his fag clench and suck his cock so hard, nor did his fag bro look so bitched out. He was going feral on his fag bro’s head, slapping away, gripping and ramming his cock in, and the fag only moaned harder, especially at how powerful I was railing him. I wish I counted how many times the fag had assgasmed, I could tell from how he would periodically spasm all over my cock. I knew Daniel was close. I told him to cum, and he did, roaring, no doubt flooding his fag’s mouth. I didn’t stop, I kept pounding my cock, watching as the fag bro’s hole tried to clench but couldn’t fight against my powerful cock hammering him.

I took over. I told Daniel to watch as I would completely fag out his brother. I pinned his fag bro down, put my foot on his back, pulled his arms back, and made him look at Daniel as I pummel-punched his cunt. Threw him down, mating pressed him, stared at his cock-drunk face as I bent his muscled jock body so hard his outfit started to rip. Carry-fucked him and held him over Daniel, who at this point was kneeling, and rammed him so hard his whole body shook.

I watched Daniel the whole time. I knew he could not take his eyes on just how overwhelmingly strong I dominated and manhandled his jock fag bro. Especially since he must had outsized me twice as much in muscle. He started to jack off. I barked at him, told him that he was not allowed to touch his dick. He obeyed instantly, and just kept staring at me. I couldn’t but grin and laugh.

It was going well into four hours of me solo fucking the fag. By this point I had lost point of how many times the fag had assgasmed. I had bred the fag twice and still going strong. I didn’t go soft, ever. His cunt was busted, I could feel the difference in his squishier ass ring. He had one last ass gasm and completely gave out in my arms as I carry fucked him. Rag-dolled on my cock and in my strong arms. I felt so fucking pumped and godlike.

The fun part came. I pulled the fag off my cock and threw him next to Daniel, making sure his wrecked cunt was exposed to Daniel. And Daniel could only watch as his older fag bro trembled in his unconscious state, his gaped cunt pouring out my two frothy loads. I stood over Daniel and flexed my cock over his face, letting the remnants of my pre and cum drip onto his face. I also flexed my arms over him, letting him see my powerful muscles. I told Daniel, that even if he was his bro’s Sir, that he knew deep down he was my inferior. That I took over his fag like it was mine to begin with. Told him if he agreed, to lick my cock. Which in all regards, was an order. Daniel did, hands shaking. Licked my cock, looked in my eyes as if for approval.

It was a training session for Daniel, one I intend to keep training him in. I kept his head pinned to the wall and slowly pressed more of my cock into his mouth. How his lips snapped around my thick cock head corona the first time, and he moaned as I pet his head in approval. I began to skull-fuck him, making his moan and drool as I forced my cock in and out. Started to get deeper and deeper into his mouth and throat as his throat opened up for my massive cock. His face was getting nicely bitched out, especially as spit and pre started splashing onto him. As he worked my cock, I told him that in the future, if I wanted him or his brother, his mouth would warm my cock up. That he would lube my cock with his mouth in front of his fag bro, before I let him fuck his own bitch. How I would do the same for any fag or girl be brought home and I wanted his holes. I gave him one heavy thrust that made him take half my cock before it got stuck going down his throat. He gagged, moaned, and came hands free, his cock shooting cum over the floor in front of him. Hah.

I grinned, but still pulled out and said we needed to work on him serving his own alpha better. How I would be training his throat and eventually his own ass. Daniel could only stare back at me, his stretched mouth puffed and layered in throat slime and my pre. “Kneel” I told him. He shakily did, and I jerked off my giant cock, pointing it at him and his passed out fag bro. I blasted a massive load over both of them, drenching their faces and bodies in my seed. Daniel only moaned and opened his mouth harder, his eyes crossing.

I pressed my cock against his lips and made him suck the tip clean. “You’re now marked as mine,” I growled. “Phone,” I then ordered. He handed it over. I got his number, saved it as “Bro alpha bitch”, and walked out for an uber pick up using his phone. Didn’t even look back at the fucked out pair. I had other fags that night to use, plenty of other muscled holes to cunt open.

Always thrilling. You will never know just how much excitement it is to be at the top like this, faggot Sam.

Master Jase is right, of course. I’ll never, ever know what it feels like to have this level of power over humanity the way a God Alpha like him experiences every day. Hell, I will never know the power of the Alpha he conquered last weekend!

I’m merely a faggot. I serve Kings like Master Jase. I surrender my body, my heart, my will to their power.

And God Alphas like Master Jase take that and build Kingdoms out of it. The Kingdoms glorify them forever.

I add my voice to the chorus of praise! Thank you, Master Jase, for your awe-inspiring power and your rulership!

The following post is part of a thread following the story of Mika, a teenage faggot in Peru who bravely and successfully seduced a straight Alpha named Gael. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!

It’s been so long since I’ve been a virgin in anything that I can barely remember what it was like. However, I do remember the excitement and electric thrill of every touch and sensation that accompanied every new discovery. Everything was so fresh and vibrant in those youthful days of exploration!

Those warm, gauzy memories are why I love hearing from young Alphas and faggots who are experiencing their first tastes and touches and what fulfillment and purpose feel like. Their excitement is infectious and endearing, and I want each one of them to be safe and joyful as they dive into it!

I’m saying this because I dearly loved hearing from my little teen brother Mika again. He’s been claimed by a straight Alpha at his high school named Gael. They’re both “firsts” for each other, and they’re feeling their way through this tsunami of sensation with tingling anticipation.

Mika is especially excited, and I get it. When I started serving my first Alpha, Roger, I didn’t know from day to day what might be next. I’d pop out of bed every morning, eager to get to school so I could see my Owner again. Mika is a bit like that now, as his latest note indicates:

Hi Sam!

This is Mika from Peru again. Do you remember me?

I have so much to tell you… Gael told me that he wants a daily blow job everyday after my class. So he parks the car everyday in an empty part of the parking lot around 3 pm, and I must enter the car with no noise, such his dick, swallow his cum, and then he gives me a ride home. I am taking this daily task very seriously and want to improve more and more for my Master Gael. I noticed that he is moaning much more now than when I started, so I think he’s enjoying very much.

But the big news is that he wants my hole now! He said that he won’t get hard if he sees me as a man, so he wants me to wear makeup, lingerie and a dress next Saturday for him to take my virginity. I am soooo nervous… he said that we can wait more if I’m not ready yet, but he said that he’ll be very proud if I do what he says.

So Sam, I am watching videos online to prepare for this big day, do you have any tips for me? I don’t mind if it hurts but I really don’t want to disappoint him. He is not bisexual, he is completely straight, so I need to be a perfect girl for him! What do you think??

Thank you, Sam!! I love you so much

I love you too, Mika!

You can hear the nervousness in his words, the thrill of being able to taste his straight Master’s cock and seed every day. I bet it takes every bit of control Mika can muster to keep from RUNNING to that car after school!

But now Master Gael wants to take the next step and impregnate his new faggot! Awesome!

I’m afraid I can’t really help with advice on makeup and wigs and dresses. I don’t think much makeup would be needed on such a youthful face to make it more feminine.

But I can advise about preparing your pussy for breeding. First and foremost, you’ll need to get an enema bottle with a nozzle on it. You can usually find these in drug stores in the health section. You need to squirt a bottle of warm water into your pussy and then push it out into the toilet. You must keep repeating this until the water runs clear. Once that happens, you’ll be clean for several hours and give your Master a clean pussy to fuck.

To loosen up, I recommend a buttplug to loosen your hole enough for his cock to get inside without causing you too much pain. There’s also the Chopstick Method pioneered by Caged Jock, but that’s too hard to do alone. If you can’t get those items before Saturday, then I suggest you get a lot of lube and make sure you’re adequately lubed up (and his cock as well).

Also, part of this is mental. If you think to yourself “Oh he’s going to fuck me and it’s going to hurt!”, then you’ll probably be tense and your hole will be clenched tight. Instead, get excited. Think this way: “I can’t wait to feel my Master inside me, taking me and breeding me with his seed!” If you’re excited for it, your hole will get hungry to have his cock inside it!

This is such a wonderful time, sweetheart! Your Master is going to give you amazing memories, and you’re going to give him the gift of your virginity! So exciting!

You’ll be in my thoughts!

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!

And his Kingdom will never end!

The following post is part of a thread chronicling the life of domination of a God Alpha named Master Jase. CLICK HERE to read all posts in this thread in chronological order!

In the previous post, we learned of Master Jace’s brutal cunting of his latest faggot, a closeted fag who is technically still married to a woman. However, the faggot was still unable to handle the entire length and girth of Master Jace’s mammoth cock, so he refused to breed it.

In other words, in Master Jace’s eyes the faggot was still not fully cunted.

This weekend Master Jase decided that he’d given the faggot enough time to readjust its life and hole to accept its new purpose, so he was ready to cunt and fully breed it. Master Jase picks up the story from last time:

The cunting lasted well into Sunday, over many hours and sessions, but I can say that I have officially cunted and bred the fag. Saturday morning after feeding him a giant load both down his throat and over his face, I send my in house slut to pick up the fag, who I told to be available the whole weekend, no excuses. “Yes sir”. I hand one of my used musky jocks to my in house slut, instructing him that the fag should enter our place choking on it.

He does, and he enters almost stumbling as he catches sight of me, his legs instantly going weak and his expression already high on the scent of my musk, pre, piss and dried cum soaked into my jock. I point in front of me, and he kneels, a giant muscled dilf fag staring up as I begin wiping and slapping my monster cock over his face. “Been thinking of my cock all night?” Muffled yes. “Even when you got home to your wife?” Another muffled moan. “And you dreamed about my body and cock, didn’t you?” More moans. “Which one, choking on my cock or your pussy stretched over it?” Another long moan. I slap his face with my cock, asking again, “Which one?” The fag moans louder and tries to spread his legs. It was clear, his cunt was hungry.

I whipped the jock out of his mouth and before he could catch a breath I buried my drooling cock right down his throat, making him instantly gag and heave, his lips stretched tight. I tell my in house slut to grab a dildo and to fuck just the tip against the fags hole at the same pace as I skull fuck him. I made his mouth squelch, his face smeared in endless layers of pre, throat slime, and his own tears and snot as I bully fucked his mouth for a good half hour, with my in house slut expectedly stretching out the fags cunt with the dildo.

Pulling out my cock at last, I lay it on the fags face, telling him, “You’ve taken fingers, you’ve taken the dildo, now you’re taking my whole cock today. Understood?” “Yes, sir.” His face was scrambled already from the skullfuck, but the apprehensive look in his eyes proved he wanted it. I made him face away and expose his hole, and that beautiful gaped and still swollen cunt was winking at me. How could I resist. I picked him up, held him above me, and slowly let the fag slide his massive weight down on my cock. How his body tensed as my thick cock bored through him. The stretching did little to prepare him for how my dick reshaped and pushed apart his ass tunnel with ease. I was claiming his insides. And I wanted it all. I pushed against his inner ring. The fag cries. I wrap one arm around his abs, grab the jock and gag him again. I don’t see his face but I can see his head already rolling back again and his back muscles tensing, his legs starting to flail and toes shaking.

I let gravity do the remaining work. Releasing my grip on his body, the only thing stopping him from being deeply cunted, his body fell. Pierced right through that second drum. The fags body went crazy. Spasming in my arms. His head swaying side to side, his feet twisting. His heaving audible even through the gag. For me, his cunt was so tight. A tight ring around my base, another tight ring around my shaft, and the clench of his inside tunnels just vibrating all along my cock.

I do not remember all I said. It was a long weekend of cunting him. I specially prepared and told my in house slut, making sure to reward him for his service of taking care of the fag. But I remember at this point, completely seated inside the trembling muscled dilf fag, telling him, “You like it all the way?” A weak, barely audible moan. “You want to be used like a real fag now?” A better moan. He tried to turn to look at me but I crushed his back against my front. I wanted his full attention to be in the sensation of my cock completely remolding his insides. I slowly begin fucking him, and each thrust he makes a soundless scream as I bury back balls deep inside him.

I begin to fuck him stupid. Picked up the pace, ramming it back in as he loosened, til he began to ragdoll in my arms from how intense the fucking began to get. He was starting to go completely limp in my arms, so I told him I was going to reward him, and shot a giant load in him. Oh he did feel it, with how a low whine came out, but when I pulled out and my cum poured out his used hole and I turned his body to face mine, he was already unconscious, clearly fucked out, yet his body still instinctively reacted, his shaking legs spreading further feeling my cum escape his pussy.

That began the weekend of cunting. I let my in house slut give him aftercare. Taking him to a bedroom where he laid bent out of shape and my cum still drooling out his open and swollen cunt lips. By the end of the weekend, I was going to turn them into a puffed wreck framing a gaped red cunt. While the fag rested under my house sluts care, I worked out, drilling a guy after the gym in his ute before heading home. The fag was still in bed, but now awake…and was fingering his own cunt, moaning. I jumped on him, pulled back his arms, put one foot on his back and mounted him, sliding my cock back in him. Told him how he was just a cunted fag now, who craved my cock. Made him shake and cry as I savagedly pounded him again. Kept him in the same stretched and pinned position as he began shaking and his head bounced back, where I could see his eyes rolling nonstop. Buried my cock in him and blasted another huge load and let him drop back down to the bed. Naked, covered in fluids and a completely mess, while I was still pumped, sweaty, with my cock out my workout shorts.

This carried in the whole weekend. I would fuck and breed him in multiple positions all over the house, while my house slut cared and prepped him. I would do my own thing, training, gaming, gyming, before finding the fag to break him down into an oblivious mess. His wife messages him, wishing him fun on his ‘work colleague trip’. I certainly took my new Dilf fag for many many long hard rides.

I promised I would give him the most puffed of cunt lips, and I did. His legs couldn’t close at all by Sunday, he was barely able to limp. In house slut had cleaned him multiple times, but the fags cunt was still constantly leaking my cum. Everytime he even saw me, he would moan, buckle, and start panting. His eyes were completely gone, dilated, unfocused from the hours of non-stop merciless pounding I gave him. But as a reward, this last fuck, I slowly sank into him, wrapped my arms, and just rutted slow but forceful, letting him feel every inch of my cock pulling against his cunt. After giving him one last cunt soaking load, I got in house slut to drive him home plugged with my last load inside him. How he tells his wife about his “work weekend trip” will be interesting, but he now physically and mentally was well and truly cunted. I left a message saying he could rest Monday and Tuesday, but Wednesday, I expected his pussy to be ready for me again.

WHEW!

Experiencing Master Jace’s recaps of his conquests is almost a form of cunting in itself! I feel gaped and exhausted, but also exhilarated and alive and grateful to be a faggot!

After expressing my utter shock over this long-game, multi-day cunting he administered, I told him how shocked I was by the length, breadth, and depth of this cunting experience. After asking me if I had ever been cunted like that – which made me laugh, because I don’t know if I’d be coherent if every cunting I experienced too 2-3 weeks – Master Jase had more to say about his technique and his needs:

I love cunting fresh fags, Sam. Every once in awhile, I land a fag like this dilf fag who I know I will be keeping. And it’s worth the time and effort to cunt him over and over until his body, mind, and soul understands his place and purpose. Because for me, it’s almost like the thrill of a hunt to take my time preparing the fag for the finale.

It’s instinctual to me. It’s how I hunt my fags and sluts. It’s how I train them to take my merciless aggression and my giant cock without permanently ruining them. It’s how I transformed my current in house slut. Weeks even of university rooming slowly transforming him into a trained cock sleeve. Other alphas may cunt their fags in a day. Or less. But I like to take my time. Enjoy the thrill of the process. Revel in the final moments before the fag submits to the cunting in its entirety, their body and mind turned.

I mentioned to Master Jase that my cuntings happened without the knowledge or planning of me or any of my Masters. My Masters and Alphas who cunted me all thought they were hurting me and freaked out a bit; meanwhile, I was freaking out over the loss of control. None of us back then knew what it was, which is why I coined the term “cunting” to describe it, and I believe my work is the foremost authority on cunting anywhere on the internet.

Master Jase continued:

Hah, I always know what would hurt a fag or not. Breaking it’s cunt open will never hurt you or any fag. Your crying, your shaking, your involuntary movements, are all pleasure signs that you’ve experienced the peak of being fagged out. I do not know nor presume to know if you pioneered and coined the term cunting. But I do know that since I started to fuck and own my sluts in high school, that was how I broke them in. Not nearly with enough patience and marathon stamina as now, but I just knew that mounting them on my cock and their reactions meant that I had turned them into my willing cumdumps.

Fags are not as weak as straight alphas think they are. It takes a certain will to submit and release their control to an alpha. Myself, I demand my fags all keep themselves in the best of shapes to withstand my punishing rounds of breeding. The new Dilf fag is no exception. Point being, fags who are made to be used by alphas, will have the will and body to withstand some use from an alpha.

Master Jase is a rare Alpha, one that doesn’t fit easily into Protector or Destroyer labels. He’s probably both simultaneously. He’s like a sudden and violent storm that rises up and obliterates a town, but after it passes the sun is shining and the air is clean and fresh.

All I know is that Master Jase will mount a faggot with the expressed desire and intent to destroy it, but in the end he’s holding the limp, devastated body of a cunted faggot that has been transformed and set free. He’s not for the faint-hearted or half-hearted. Once he rams his huge dick all the way in a faggot, there’s simply no way it’s ever coming back.

And that, to me, is the whole point.

Thank you, Master Jase!

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 chronicling the life of domination of a God Alpha named Master Jase. CLICK HERE to read all posts in this thread in chronological order!

A couple of days ago Master Jase shared a pretty astonishing developing story of his claiming of a new faggot at his gym. You can read that first part RIGHT HERE.

At the end of that, Master Jase hinted that he wasn’t done developing this married muscle fag. Indeed, right after I published my first account, he sent me this message:

Ordered the new dad fag to wait in the carpark of the gym after work, received an instant “Yes sir” as a reply. The fag must have been agonizingly waiting for my message, and I know he usually goes home to his family but today, he’s aching and ready for his sore pussy to be put in multiple positions by my giant cock.

So I knew the next day (yesterday) was going to be insane. Witness the insanity:

The cunting continued today. As ordered, the fag was in the carpark, waiting. He was flushed and already panting when he saw me. Made the muscled fag get on his knees, asked if he had been a hungry little slut. “Yes sir.” Daydreaming about my cock choking and stretching you out? “Yes sir”, the fag got more breathless. Pushed his face into my crotch and told him to sniff. The fag groaned and moaned.

Tossed him into my car and drove home. I ignored his breathless moans in the back. Once home, I made him pull out my cock while I pulled off my shirt. I stood like that over him, my thick cock sitting heavy on his face, and I knew he could see my powerful body ready to train him more. First his throat. Made him take more down his spasming throat than he did prior. Spit and pre covered his face. Told him to strip, and then lie back on the sofa. He trembled as he did, and his legs automatically spread as I approached. I fingered his still red and clenching hole, stretching it, told the fag to at all times keep his eyes on either my face or my body. I pushed my cock in, steady and powerful, watching his face as instinctively moaned and groaned from his stretched ass ring trying to accommodate my girth. Paused and told the fag again to look at me. He did, with his face still smeared in spit and pre, his eyes already dilating. I pressed firmer and as I broke through his second cunt again, he began shaking and crying as his eyes rolled back again. His ass ring clenching weakly and uncontrollable and the rest of his ass squeezing me as the fag lost himself again to the cunting.

When he calmed down, I leaned over him so even his dazed eyes could see me. Told the fag that this was what he was made for, and began to fuck him in slow, powerful strokes, and watched as he started to cry again with his eyes going white. His body trembling and back arching, his legs spasming and stretching even further out when I pushed an extra inch in that he couldn’t take the day before. I love watching the involuntary actions of a fag when he gets cunted deeper beyond his belief. He was already incoherent, and an hour more of just the steady slow pace, the fag was barely conscious and weakly whimpering. Muscled slow-fucked into a pile of cock drunk flesh. Another fine cunting training session.

Got my in-house slut to take care of the fag before he got to work on my cock, and having had to keep control of myself with the new fag, I went full primal rage in wrecking his muscled cunt with a brutal and hard rutting. Even after I unleashed a monster load in his ruined cunt, the new fag hadn’t yet moved. Told my in-house slut that once he recovered, to wait for the fag to come to and drive him back to his car at the gym parking lot.

I’ve never had an Alpha cunt me in stages, so I can’t really imagine the delirium this new faggot is going through. The fag probably feels like it’s wandering lost in a haunted house, terrified of what’s around the next corner. Every encounter Master Jase pushes it deeper into a subspace that can overwhelm anyone. I have no idea how this faggot is returning to its family, its aching pussy empty and yearning for Master Jase’s cock to fill it again.

It’s pretty clear that Master Jase is going to push it even farther in the next day or two. Master has refused to actually breed the faggot (thereby making this cunting “official”) until he is able to fit his entire cock into it and fuck it properly.

I’m not sure who’s more excited about this prospect, the faggot or Master Jase … or ME!

Here’s a young Alpha named @MasterNoirX visiting the room of a faggot owned by his Alpha brother, Master @danmasterboy. Master Noir needed to dump a load, so Master Dan had his faggot post up in a hotel room and wait ass-up for Master Noir to enter and then ENTER (if you know what I mean!).

Alphas typically never go without pussy to fuck. That’s because they not only can get someone to service them, but also they have Alpha brothers who look out for their needs, too.

The Alpha fraternity is a very real thing. When Kings recognize other Kings, a powerful bond develops that cannot be broken. They make elite plans together, share power and glory together, and rule kingdoms together.

Between each other, they laugh at how easy it is to own inferiors, to make these born-slave obey their every command. They marvel at the simplicity and majesty of their lives together at the top of Hierarchy.

This is the way of the world. Just as Nature intended!

#HierarchyIsLaw #HierarchyIsTruth

The following post is part of a thread chronicling the life of domination of a God Alpha named Master Jase. CLICK HERE to read all posts in this thread in chronological order!

If you’ve been following the true stories about Master Toople’s conquests, you know that he’s a voracious breeder of faggots. He has a giant dick and balls that produce overwhelming loads, and coupled with his massive musculature he becomes a Terminator robot of relentless breeding.

But Master Toople is a true Master, and he understands the art of faggot manipulation.

Ask any faggot, and they will say the same thing – they LOVE a Master that can get inside their head and manipulate them into discovering new depths of their own submission. That’s why hypno audio/video files are so popular, and why popper drains are practically begged for by faggots in findom.

Well, Master Toople shared an experience he recently had with a faggot that started out as a non-sexual encounter.

You would like how I hynoed and overloaded one of my fags senses through just smell and sight. Like all my trained fags, he was ready to serve and worship when I arrived at the gym, but why not test his impulse, I thought. I gave him my commands; he was not to touch, feel, lick, or talk, only to see and smell.

Through the two hours gym session, I teased him. Push his head between my legs so he could smell my musk and pre and remnants of earlier loads today. Spread my legs where he hovered just under my bulge, staring right at my cock bulged out and taking in deep breaths. Looking back at my eyes and back to my bulge. Halfway, I would take out my cock and let it hang over his face, and even when my pre dripped on him, he obeyed my command not to lick. His gaze turned more and more stupefied and his breathing got more erratic, just from staring and smelling my cock for two hours.

You might be thinking, how was I able to hold back my alpha aggressiveness and virile instinct to fuck him. The very act that my cocks presence was enough to overwhelm his senses was able to keep me from pinning him on a weight bench and pile driving his throat or pussy.

I drove home. And the whole time, I had my cock free bouncing against the steering wheel, while he sat fixated at my cock. His face was already of absolutely cock drunkenness, and his panting was telling me just how much he was craving to taste, to touch my cock. But I was far from done.

I made the fag watch me while I throat fucked my house slut into a choking, spitting mess, and then an hour long onslaught of pounding his muscled pussy. I didn’t acknowledge the fags presence, didn’t look in his direction, but I knew he could not shift his sight away from where he knelt. As I had basically edged myself for three hours, the load I unleashed in my house slut was monumental. The long soft moan my house slut made when I pulled my hard cock out and my cum followed out like a flow…but my fag still remained obedient and didn’t moan out either at the sight, although I could sense he was near breaking point.

I sat down on the sofa, put on the news, and told my house slut to plug the fag and bring it in front of me. The way my house slut limped, and my cum pouring down his legs, fuck I wanted to mount him again but the fag was my plaything first. My slut obeyed me to the T, I didn’t give the fag any recognition as he knelt on a huge dildo in front of me with my cummy, dripping cock rising like a mountain in front of him.

That went on for an hour. My house slut served me some snacks and drinks, at one point I forced his head back into my cock and gave him a sloppy skull fuck but released him and told him to rest. The fag in front of me got increasingly agitated, I could hear his wet pussy squelching against the dildo as he couldn’t resist riding back on it, his panting and heaving was getting more volatile and his breath was getting hotter against my balls and cock.

Finally I looked at him. His eyes were dilated like I had used him multiple rounds, his nose was flared, his cheeks flushed red, and his mouth agape, tongue loose and drooling. His face was streaked in my constant dripping of pre and the cum from my house sluts prior breeding. But he let it smear all over, his eyes were completely locked onto my cock. I had completely broken and overloaded his sensory limits through sheer sight, smell, and presence of my cock. And he had never looked more cock hungry.

All I did was tap my cock on his face, almost covering it with my size, and he went into shakes like he was being cunted. I finally talked to him, told him if he wanted my cock. I got an incoherent moan as a reply, which meant he was already in that fagged state of being half conscious.

I didn’t even get to his throat. I slammed his huge hunky body to the floor, whipped out the dildo, and drove my cock into his clenching, begging pussy. Oh how he spasmed and weakly tossed his head. His eyes became even more unfocused, and his body jumped even more as I bored through his second cunt. He had never been more ragdolled as I choked pounded him all over my living room. He had never looked more delirious and gaped out when I pulled out after breeding him. He was a heap in the floor, barely conscious, but the most satisfied look in his face as his eyes kept rolling white.

You know me as the adrenaline, powerful breeder, but sometimes I like to indulge myself with absolutely brain fucking a fag through nothing but my presence. I finished with the fag not even an hour ago. My house slut has been servicing my cock with his throat since, and once I’m done messaging you, his cunt is going to receive a second round of pounding.

It may seem odd that a prolific breeder like Master Toople would even bother with an hours-long mind fuck session.

But here’s the thing to remember about Alphas – they love to see how their POWER and their PRESENCE alone causes people to crumble and submit! That’s why you’ll see Alphas stare into an inferior’s eyes at a bar and smile at them … they’re observing the effect of their charisma in real time.

Master Toople already knows what his cock and balls do to faggots. But he was able to enjoy the sight of this faggot getting cock drunk on just his SCENT.

That kind of power that arises simply by existing goes beyond any other kind of power!

This is incredible brainwashing at the start of a purposeful breeding session!

The slow entry, the increasing depth of penetration, the holding of the dick in place while making the fåggot clench its hole on it …

All the while talking to it, forcing its submission!

Perfect!

The following post is part of a thread chronicling the rise of an Alpha named Moby who has slowly ascended to become the Master of Johnny, his submissive boyfriend of two years. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!

As someone who has been teaching Hierarchy online day and night for most of ten years, I’ve been frustrated by the persistent emphasis on the fetishistic and the aggressiveness of the movement. Yes, I know it’s hot … but so much more is possible. I know, because I’ve been fortunate to experience those deeper levels, and I’ve always endeavored to feature true stories that go beyond the surface hierarchical power dynamics.

My brother Johnny has been in a relationship with his boyfriend Moby for two years, and over that time Moby has become more dominant while Johnny has likewise developed submissively. Master Moby has been methodical in his claiming of Johnny, leading him step by step down the inevitable path to his final purpose as Master Moby’s prized and beloved faggot.

I know little about the full extent of this process, but what I’ve seen has been glorious.

Here’s Johnny’s beautiful new update:

Hi Sam,

It’s been a few weeks since I last wrote, and so much has changed—in the best, kinkiest ways possible. I really appreciate your response and feedback. You encouraged me to accept Moby’s offer and explore things further.

Moby and I have been diving deeper into our dynamic. He’s taken a more guiding hand in shaping how I see myself and my body—and honestly? I’ve never felt more seen. Now all of my focus is on His cock. Although I’m still as horny as I ever was before (if not more so), I think I’m slowly finding other outlets to express my pent-up horniness. One of the newest things He introduced was laser hair removal. He thought it would help me feel even more like the soft, submissive boy I’m becoming for Him. So, with my full excitement (and nerves), we started the process. Legs, stomach, butt, pubes—everything below the eyebrows and above the neck—it’s all smooth now. After the third session, I caught myself admiring the mirror. I looked… owned. And I loved it. There’s no hair left. It almost makes me look prepubescent now.

The chastity cage has become a constant now. We’ve made it a little ritual: every couple of days when we shower together, Moby unlocks me, takes His time washing me with these slow, deliberate strokes, calling my locked-up penis my “nub”—a word that’s strangely grown on me. At first, it made me blush with embarrassment. But now, when He looks me in the eyes and says, “My sweet little nub doesn’t need attention,” I melt. It’s not degrading—it’s affirming. He knows how I want to be seen even when I don’t.

I’ve even started using numbing cream sometimes before locking back up—at Moby’s suggestion. It takes the edge off the ache, dulls the need a little. Makes me forget my dick entirely. And when I forget it, all I think about is Him. His pleasure. His body. His control. The few times when Moby unlocks me for a cleaning now, it almost feels uncomfortable. My…nub…has started to feel so sensitive, especially when the streams of water hit it from the shower head. I almost start begging Moby to put the cage back on right away so that things feel “normal” again.

There was one morning, after showering together, that Moby decided to leave the cage off to 1) let my nub breathe a bit, and 2) He had ordered a new, smaller cage which was going to arrive later that evening. He noticed a few days prior that I wasn’t completely filling in my previous cage which would cause my nub to grow semi-hard and cause me pain. He decided a smaller chastity cage would do me better. I remember feeling SO uncomfortable that entire day until the new cage arrived. It was extremely overstimulating feeling my dick rub against the inside of my briefs underwear—something I haven’t felt in a long time. I took a sigh of relief when Moby finally slipped the new cage on. I was at home again,

Moby also surprised me with something wild—a make-a-willy replica of Himself. An exact silicone version of His dick, down to every curve and vein. He handed it to me with a smirk and said, “Now you have something of Me to keep you company when I’m busy and gone.” It’s become my new favorite thing. When I’m desperate and horny, I’ll lie down on the bed, put my legs up, lube up my hole, and slide it in—imagining Him on top of me, whispering all the filthy things He’d say. And yeah… sometimes I get so wound up, my body will tremble and leak a bit, like it’s trying to cum without permission. It’s never quite satisfying, but that edge? That ache? It keeps me hungry for Him.

We’ve grown more comfortable leaning into the fantasy—roles, rituals, expectations. Moby has encouraged me to sit down when I pee now. That’s the only way I’m allowed to pee at home and out in public. It felt strange at first, but now it feels right. Intimate, even. He’ll sometimes come into the bathroom while I’m sitting there, kiss my neck, or murmur something teasing in my ear. And sometimes—this part is so hot—he’ll stand right in front of me, unzip, pull out His plump, flaccid cock and pee into the toilet between my spread legs. Never on me, never without my consent. Just a quiet display of dominance, this unspoken moment where I sit and submit while He stands and releases, and I look up at Him and feel… so perfectly beneath Him in the best way as I listen to his pee hit the pool of water in the bowl—something I can no longer do.

I have to confess something that happened one of the last times that Moby did that. After He was done pissing, and before He put His cock away, Moby stood there for a bit with His penis dangling in front of my mouth. Almost teasing me. There was a drop of urine still hanging onto the tip of His dick. It made me feel…some sort of way. Moby must have noticed me staring because He looked me in the eye, nodded His head as if to say, “It’s alright, go ahead,” and I leaned forward and gently wrapped my mouth around the glands of His penis and sucked that last drop of pee off. I felt a tingle go down my spine. It tasted slightly salty but surprisingly better than I had imagined. He zipped up, gave me a smirk, a pat on the head and walked off.

That whole day He didn’t fuck me, and it drove me crazy. That night when I sat down to pee again, Moby walked into the bathroom and just looked at me and my locked nub. It was a kind of look that I hadn’t seen on His face before. I felt exposed. It made my stomach churn in the best way possible. He got closer, slowly began unbuckling His pants—still staring at me. He slid His pants down to His feet, then His boxers, and His cock flopped out. His dick was soft but looking somewhat plump. He bent down to my ear and whispered, “I chugged a ton of water and have been needing to piss so bad for the past 3 hours, baby. Do you wanna be my good boy and be my urinal?” I froze for a second not knowing how to respond. He had never asked that before. I filled with confusion and excitement. All I could say was, “Yes, Sir.”

He gently put His hand on the back of my head and pulled me in. He first slid the tip of His cock into my mouth and then slowly began filling my throat with the rest of His shaft. He held my head firm against His pubes. Once He was all the way in, I felt Him twitch inside me as He said, “Get ready, baby.” I felt a warm stream of liquid hit the back of my throat. It started slow at first and then got stronger. It was so warm. My instincts kicked in and I just began swallowing. I didn’t taste much because He was so far in. I felt His dick twitch some more in my mouth as His steady stream of piss turned into a slow trickle before dying off completely. He slowly pulled out of my mouth and kissed me as He said, “Now that’s my good boy.” I melted. Now I was really horny. Moby could tell.

Without either one of us saying a word, I opened my mouth again and Moby slid inside me. I felt His cock grow bigger and harder in my mouth. Soon He got hard all the way and filled up the back of my throat. He gripped the back of my head and started sliding in and out all the way. I let Moby face fuck me until He got close to cumming. Once He got close, He shoved my head all the way onto His cock and started deep thrusting. I couldn’t breathe as his pubes tickled my nose. I felt His penis tense up right before it began to pulse violently. He let out a deep moan. Thick, warm ropes of semen hit the back of my throat. I swallowed it all.

The other night, something happened that still lingers in my mind—in the warmest, most blissed-out way.

After Moby finished fucking me…again, like He does every night—deep, steady thrusts that left me panting and full—we curled up on the couch to watch some TV. I was still stretched open and aching in the best way, feeling the warmth of Him inside me even as we settled in to cuddle. His load still inside me. He must’ve still felt it. That pulse of hunger. Because out of nowhere, He leaned in, nuzzled behind my ear, and slid His hand under the waistband of my shorts.

Without a word, He tugged them down. Then my underwear. I just lifted my hips, like it was instinct. He ran a single finger over my hole—slow, circling, teasing. I shivered. My body still felt raw, sensitive, but open. Inviting.

He slid His finger in slowly. Then another. And another. His movements were deep, purposeful, and unhurried—like He knew exactly where to press. And when He found my sweet spot—God, Sam—he stayed there. My nub was untouched, but I felt everything radiate from the inside out. My legs shook. My breath hitched. And I came. Hard. Just from His fingers.

But He wasn’t done.

I barely had time to catch my breath before He pulled me onto my knees, bent me over the couch cushions, and lined Himself up behind me. The way He slid inside—deep, slow, claiming—it made me whimper. I was already wrecked, but I needed more. He gave it to me. He took His time, then picked up pace—long, firm strokes that filled me completely. I pushed back into Him, desperate, matching His rhythm. Every thrust sent little shockwaves through me. I lost track of time, lost track of everything except the sound of Him groaning behind me and the feeling of Him gripping my waist like I was His to take. And I am.

He finished again—harder this time, with a low growl and a body-shaking shudder. I felt His penis pulse as He dumped a second load of cum inside me.

We collapsed together, tangled and spent, the TV still playing in the background. He held me against His chest, His arms wrapped around me like He never wanted to let go. And I fell asleep like that, still full of Him. Still warm. Still glowing.

I think I’ve never felt more wanted in my life. And more mine—in the way that means belonging to someone who sees all of you and loves what they see.

More soon,

Johnny

Can you see how Master Moby is slowly, almost seductively leading Johnny to embrace his place and purpose more and more every day. Some of the things mentioned here are small (like Master Moby giving Johnny permission to lick off the droplet of piss from his dick), but then they turn into major acts of dominance and submission that deepen their bonds as Master and faggot.

I love the way Master Moby cherishes his faggot enough to unlock him and wash him, all the while diminishing Johnny’s status by calling it a “nub” and then locking it in a smaller cage. And Johnny’s description of being out of chastity is very familiar to me; I experienced that same feeling when I was imprisoned!

But one thing this experience should reinforce in Johnny’s heart is this: his Master loves and cherishes him. That final breeding, full of passion and warmth, is something an Alpha gives only to those who deeply please him!

I’m so happy for both of them for experiencing these deeper levels of hierarchy!

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!

I’m lifting the story of Master Jerome, a 19-year-old straight French Alpha, to its own thread because it has been developing dramatically.

I think it’s pretty clear that young straight Alphas are getting the message: that faggot ownership elevates them in often dramatic ways. Combine that knowledge with a young Alpha’s hetero-flexibility, and you have the perfect recipe for fast and unorthodox activities once considered impossible from straight Men.

Enter: Master Jerome.

The very first time Master Jerome wrote to me, I could hear confused, excited lust in his words. A 19-year-old Alpha is already drenched with testosterone, but there was something more with him. It was almost as if he had just peeked into the wardrobe and glimpsed Narnia, and now he was eager to charge through the wardrobe and conquer every kingdom there.

In his case, those “kingdoms” ripe for conquering were three twink boy ballerinas, pals of his sister. Seeing those flexible, lithe boys made Master Jerome hungry for fag pussy for the first time in his life, but those feelings didn’t scare him. Instead, his superior Alpha hunting instinct turned on, and he relentlessly pursued his first victim until he finally managed to get it away from the herd so he could sink his Alpha cock into it.

That’s all it took.

Now Master Jerome has written with an update on the hunt:

This is Jerome from France. I sent you a message last month about me, my sister, and her fag friends.

I wanna thank you for your advice and let you know that I’ve been very successful so far. To make things easier, let’s call the boys Fag A, Fag B, and Fag C.

As you know I was fucking Fag A twice a week and I wanted to fuck the other two as well. One day, after using Fag A and giving him some love to recover from a destroyed hole, he told me that Fag B and C were hooking up after their rehearsals. I asked him how that was possible if both were bottoms, but fag A told that they probably just make out and suck each other dicks. And so, I thought to myself “what a waste, two gorgeous fags in need of some dick sucking each other instead of being fucked by a real Man like me”

I didn’t mention anything to Fag A, but I decided at that moment that I would fuck and breed the other boys as well. My first step was approaching Fag B. I told him that I wanted to buy a nice birthday present to my sister, but I knew nothing about ballet, so I needed his help. He was really kind and sweet, so we went together to the store and bought a few things. I started to compliment him and say that he looked really good in his ballet costumes, then to see his reaction I said “but I won’t compliment you too much because I don’t wanna have trouble with your boyfriend.”

“Boyfriend? What boyfriend?,” he asked. Then I said that I thought that Fag C and him were a couple because they are always together. He got embarrassed, and said that they were just friends. It was around 6pm, so I invited him to have some dinner with wine as a retribution for his generous help. He accepted, and after 3 glasses of wine, I asked him again why Fag C and him were not together, if they were such a pretty couple with so many common interests. I used this strategy to make him verbalize the reason why two faggots could not be together.

I had already gotten in his mind and he was much more outgoing after the wine, so he just said “well, we were not very compatible.” I pretended that I didn’t understand what he meant and just said “oh, I would never imagine that, you guys are both ballet dancers, I thought you had a lot of compatibility.” Then the sexy femboy chuckled and said “well, you’re straight, you don’t understand, but when to guys are together one needs to be the Man, and in the bedroom we are two girls.” I laughed along with him and just said “well, you’re really talented and attractive, I’m sure you’ll find someone soon.” I paid the bill for us, we left the restaurant, and the faggot asked me if I had a girlfriend. I told him that I did not but I was hoping to find a girls as sweet and cute as he is.

That was all it took for him to let me get closer and we started kissing (a literal French kiss between two French people in France lol). The boy was surprised and said that he didn’t know that I liked guys too. So I said “well, I like you, and that’s what matters now.” I took him back to my house and squeezed in my room because my sister was there. Then I told him “well, if your problem was having two girls in the bedroom, now I guarantee that you’re the only girl here, and I’ll treat you as my girl from now on.” He sucked my dick as if I were the last Man on Earth, what a wonderful blowjob.

Sadly, I did not have lube in my room, and he was a virgin with a super tight hole. So I kept him in my room for several hours, and pumped three loads in his mouth. He swallowed all of them and did not complain at any moment. I put him on my chest after all these blowjobs and kept saying how gorgeous he is. The boy was really happy to be in my arms.

So Sam, I need you to give your insights on my strategy to conquer these fags. Do you think I did well in not fucking his hole? I would’ve probably hurt him, but at the same time I acknowledge the importance of putting my cum inside his ass as soon as possible. For now, I will keep fucking Fag A around twice a week, and I told Fag B that I will take his virginity soon. But his hole is much tighter than Fag A, so I’ll be extra careful to do it without hurting my new boy.

If you can tell me what you think and, most importantly, give me any advice on how to finally conquer the third Fag, I would really appreciate it. I like your idea of putting all of then on their knees, but I think that before getting to this point I need to be more romantic and conquer one by one.

Your work is invaluable, and I hope it is okay to keep in touch with you while I explore Hierarchy.

I was breathless reading Master Jerome’s update! Just a shocking amount of power, understanding, and control for a straight Alpha his age!

To answer Master Jerome’s questions first:

I absolutely think the conquering of Fag B was expertly handled. Throat-fucking aside, it was surprisingly romantic. I might caution against getting too romantic at this stage, simply because the stable of fags is being built, so keeping the romance to a minimum might be better in order to prevent any of the faggots from becoming too attached or jealous. In a perfect scenario, all three faggots will be able to serve Master Jerome together in harmony and cooperation. It’s what every straight Alpha deserves.

I completely agree with Master Jerome that it is imperative that he try to breed Fag B as soon as possible. His cum is already working on Fag B’s mind and addicting the faggot to its new Owner. Now is the time to strike.

And yes, Master Jerome’s cock and rut will hurt the faggot (even with lube), but here’s the point Master Jerome might not appreciate yet: faggots are meant to suffer for the pleasure of Alphas like him. It’s simply our lot in life. Faggots are born to be pierced, fucked, and bred by cock. It hurts, but faggots receive pleasure from that pain because through it we find fulfillment.

Fag B will likely scream and cry while Master Jerome takes its virginity, but it will forever thank him for it afterward!

As for the taking of Fag C, I think I will just repeat what I said before: I’m sure these fags are talking to each other about what’s happening and probably anticipating more. I don’t think it’d be necessary for Master Jerome to go to great lengths to capture this third faggot. He could most likely just walk up to it and demand that it get on its knees to service him. But I think Master Jerome likes to play with his food before he eats it, so I’d just follow the path that worked so well with Fag B. It won’t take long, I promise.

So now straight Master Jerome stands poised to take ownership of his first three faggots. Soon he will have day-long worship sessions, with all three faggots servicing and worshiping every part of his body and giving him unending pleasure … all on command!

It’s simply the way Alphas were meant to live!

Master Jerome, you’re more than welcome to continue to use the site’s “Questions From Readers” inbox, but you can also write to me at hierarchyuniversity@gmail.com for more specialized, immediate advice!

Thank you, Master!