The following post is part of a thread following the development of a college football faggot named Ethan who finally found the circumstances to serve. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!

As soon as Ethan told me he had been invited to apply to serve a black Alpha, my internal alarm went off. Not that I think there’s anything wrong with that – quite the contrary! – but I know black Alphas can be incredibly demanding and rough. I worried this new situation might cause Ethan undue stress.

But Ethan’s new Master, King Karter, is no ordinary black Master.

Yes, he’s demanding … but there is a method to his manipulations.

Here’s Ethan’s description:

Sorry, I didn’t get back to you sooner, because I had to work yesterday morning and had to go to his place to do chores and I will give you more details in a second! Thank you!! I promise I will keep giving you and the readers a lot of updates! I did tell King Karter today, about finding your site again and having my thread, he was a little upset that I did not ok it with him first. He is out to most of his friends but DL with his Family, and he said he “dosn’t want his momma knowing about you fags!” But he was ok with it because he said he would read your site to see my thoughts and how am feeling about being a faggot. He also said it will help other faggots know their place. He said he would go back and visit your new site more often. And he also said I had to follow 2 major rules when I talk to you, First, ” Don’t Fucking embarrass him!” I can’t talk shit or say things that would embarrass him. and 2, I can not give you any personal details. Like where he lives and his name ( He said “since you already posted his name that is fine because his name is common not like other Niggers”) but not his last name or anything else.

I had my first day on Sunday after work. I came over to his place. He texted me that #1 would be there. He was and as soon as I walked him he introduced himself, he’s a pretty chill guy. In his late 30s, I think.  I had to put my clothes in a basket near the front door. Each of the baskets had numbers, like #1, and #3. I put it in the empty basket but it didn’t have a number on it (Yet), I think I am still like on probation, like at work. 

In the basket, was a cock cage the same one I used in the interview. I was trying to put it on and #1 helped me. He said, he had a trick since I’m uncut, he had a trick to make it easier.  He helped me put my balls in the ring. Then he went to the kitchen and got saran wrap.  He put it around the dick and foreskin and then put the cage on and then he had me slowly pull the saran wrap out. It pulled my foreskin up and out so my head was still in my foreskin and it was a lot easier and felt better than last time and he did it so quickly. He said with practice I would do it fast too. #1 had one cage on that was like a flat plate on it. I said “Wow, how do you put that one on? and does that saran wrap trick work for those too? He also said he was Cut so he did not have the same problem as me. He said no, it wouldn’t work with his because his has small holes, not big holes like mine. He said mine was called a Cobra, it is a medium size. His was a flat cage. I asked him how long it took him to get that small he said a few years. He was over 8 before starting chastity and now it’s probably about 5. He said he hasn’t measured it hard in a long time. And wears it a lot,  24/7 now. And only takes it out to clean it a few times a week but has not jerked in years. I was shocked!

How much does the average dick get smaller in chastity? I can’t believe his shrunk is almost half its size.

Then we walked around the apartment he showed me where everything was. He asked me if I was any good at cooking. I said I liked to cook, I might be ok. #1 said, “good, 3 was terrible at it, and it will help me too.” He said he would show him eventually what to make for King. Then we got to work in the bedroom. We made the bed and cleaned the room. He told me about himself. How he was owned by 2 other alphas before, the first one, when he was a lot younger, like my age. The Alpha was a lot older, a white guy. but he wanted to retire and move to Florida. So he sold #1 to his second Alpha, Straight Alpha. I was in shock again! I asked him, “He sold you like property?”  1 said, “yes. But, if I didn’t want to go I guess I wouldn’t have.” But he said, “He felt it would be dishonoring his first alpha and he really liked him and taught him so much.”  After, he was bought by the straight alpha, who served him for about 5 years. He got married and wanted to start a family and let 1 go. He found King, on Grinder, and at first it was just a sexual like top / bottom thing.  Then after a while, he would come and pick up after King. Cook for him and showed him how he should be treated.  He said,  “At first when I was getting fucked by King, King would have me wear jocks, to cover myself.” Then he told King about chastity. King liked the idea, of a faggot willing to lock up his dick and devote all his sexual pleasure to his King (Alpha). That is why we all wear them now. And, even in Jocks we can get hard. and in cadges, we can not! I also told him about my past, and about writing to you. He said he would often read your site a lot before, He also didn’t know about the New one. He said he remembers reading my old post. He said he remembers it because he identified with it. He also played sports in High School, not Football, Baseball mostly and soccer. (this was before I knew about the thread)

He then showed me the bathroom. I had to clean the tub, toilet, and floor, put in the new towels and new toilet paper, and wipe it all down with Clorox wipes. It didn’t take too long and was not hard at all. I guess they clean it once / twice a week. So, it was not very dirty to begin with. I also had to put new toilet paper on if it was more than 3/4 empty, which it was. #1 came in to inspect, He said I did an overall good job, but he wiped around the bowl and behind. He said I have to look for the small details because He will see them. I told him thanks, and I went to the kitchen to finish helping him with meal prep. He does all of the cooking because 3 can’t cook worth-shit. Oh, I said he (#3) said he knows it! King eat something he cooked once and got sick, and King said he had other skills. Later, when I was talking to 3, he agreed, he hated cooking and sucked at it. And doesn’t want to make King sick again.

 1 told me if I can cook pretty well, I can help him meal prep for a King for the week, and help cook his dinners.  I asked 1, if he liked having other faggots around. I thought he would be like jealous or something, or would not want to share in the work or credit. 1 told me that “He is not a jealous Bitch, and neither should any faggot. The more faggots a king can have, the more power he has. The more happier he becomes. And that should make us all happy. I (him) should never be jealous if 3 gets fucked more or if I cook more or if You (me) might do a better job with cleaning, or get a lot more dates. We all work to serve. It don’t matter what chores or things we need to do, just that we are doing what is told of us, doing our best to serve, that is what we strive for.” It was like talking to you haha!! After we were done cooking, and packing the meals we talked a bit more, his phone got a text and he said King was about to come up, he was parking now. He told me how to kneel by the door and always look at the floor, as King came in. He petted us on our heads, and we always had to look down at the floor so I didn’t see him (or his face) at first he petted us like dogs and came in and sat down on the couch, we came over and he wanted a progress report, 1 told him everything we did. He said good and went to inspect the bathroom and bedroom. He said I did a pretty good job. I was like in Mile High! I had to hold in my smile. I was also getting hard in my cadge too. Just him in the room made me hard, and his voice. All I could think about was the last time, and I could smell him again too!  🙂  

He came back and pulled off his shirt and pants. Pulled out his huge cock. This thing is Huge like 9-10″ Long (soft) and like 4″ Thick (Soft)! I was a little scared if I would be able to take it in my mouth and throat, much less my Cunt!  He asked me if I was still doing my Homework. I said Yes, I have been trying to do it every day. He said that’s okay but I should now watch them 2 times a day if I can get the time, and find other trainers to watch. He said he understood it might be hard for me to do it at the dorm. So I can also do it here too if I am done with my chores. He petted me again on the head and rubbed his fingers in my hair. He also said I have to shave my face he doesn’t want me to have a full beard anymore. He said I could keep a little stumble or be fully clean shaven but not like I have it. I said Ok. He also said I had to trim my body hair too. I can keep most of it but I had to shave it down to no more than a few CMs, that included my pubs. But my pussy had to be clean, I said yes but I have never shaved back there, so I didn’t know how to. He said 1 and 3 would help me do it or help me wax it.  I don’t have to be full body Waxed like 3, his whole body is supper smooth, but it needs to be shorter. I said I would be happy to clean it up for him. 

Then he started just waving his cock, and asked me if I wanted to suck it. I said, “Yes please!” He pulled out 2 bottles of poppers. Gave me one and 1 the other. He told me to sniff it when he said, Hit! So I did and so did 1, at the same time. He then began by slapping 1 in the face a few times with his cock and hands, and then proceeded to fuck his throat so hard! King would slap him a few more times on his face and the back of his head and then make us both hit at the same time and then fuck his mouth, then make us hit. He would also hit 1 in the back of the head a few more times. My heart was racing. I wanted so, sooo badly to be in 1s place. All the time King and 1 would look at me and King would smile. He would make me say, “I was a faggot, I want to suck that N*ger cock,” over and over again. He would have 1 say that I (me) was a faggot, a white Jack of spades, that all I want to do is to suck Big Black Cock while they both looked at me with King’s Dick in his mouth. King would shove his dick down so deep in 1’s throat it would budge and 1’s eyes would water and his nose would be in Kings Pubs. And then 1 would pull off, sucking in air and almost puking. And then he would make us both hit poppers.  Like you described Rutting, this was like that, but in 1’s throat! I have sucked quite a few dicks but nothing was ever this rough. My mouth was drooling all over the place!

After he got a bit rougher, the whole time he and 1 were staring at me, he shouted he was going to cum in 1’s pussy mouth. He made us hit poppers again, then pulled 1’s mouth in and down to his pubs. For what felt like a whole minute 1 wasn’t even struggling, I had no clue how he didn’t. Then King came so hard, hitting 1 in the back of his head a few times with his fist, and pulled out and shot the other half on 1’s face! After he was able to calm down for a sec, I realized I had not sucked him yet! I wasn’t even thinking about it until he was finishing off on 1’s face. Then I felt disappointed again. I was So hard in my cadge I could feel my fag dick pressing into my insides again. He looked at me and asked if I wanted this, and he scooped up two fingers of his seed off 1’s face. And walked over to me, my mouth was open and I said,” Yes Please! Yes, Please King can I have your Alpha seed!! Please!” He smiled,  “You did go today. #5!”  He put it under my nose to make me smell it, and pulled away a bit when I went to go lick it. “Wait,” He said. “You want to be my Faggot? You want to be in my Kingdom, and servue The Black Kingdom?” I said, “Yes, please!” I sounded more like a begging dog at this point. He said, “Good! Your no longer Ethan, He is dead now, from now on if you walk in to this house, If you go on Dates, You are Number 5, Your old life is over, you are a faggot now, Drink my Black Seed, Faggot #5.” He then shoved his fingers in my mouth and down my throat. His seed tasted so good. I had tasted cum before. But this tasted stronger somehow, like it was a much stranger taste and more potent. He shoved his fingers down my throat and I gagged some. Then he smeared his fingers all over my face.

He gave me a few not-so-hard slaps on the face and said, “Good Faggot!” I almost shot in my cadge if that is possible, and felt like I was jumping up and down. He told me 3 will send you 1’s contact information and 1 will contact you about what times I can come and work. Also, how much money I will be contributing from my paycheck? King said he would consider my living expenses as well as my schooling. King said he wanted me to do well in school. So I can make a lot of money for him after I get out. I am going to study to be a financial adviser after my Gen Ed is done.

He then said to get dressed and get out. I said, “Yes Sir, Thank you for letting me serve you today sir!” He smiled and petted me on the head again like a dog, I was so happy as to what he said. It didn’t occur to me until I was driving home that I still hadn’t sucked him yet!!!!  

Huh… Sam, How long is this does this denial part take to end? I know you said it is a good way to train faggots, but how long does it last??? How long will I have to wait? It is soo Hard and I feel like it is driving me so crazy!!! I read in one of your other threads (I forgot who it was) that it took a few weeks for the faggot to be Cunted, How long does the denial time usually take? It is so hard waiting especially since it is right in front of me. And I can actually taste it (his seed) in my mouth.

This is a pretty astounding introduction! If I were Ethan, I’d be vibrating with excitement and a bit a terror!

I love hearing about the different ways Alphas control and organize their stable of faggots. King Karter is highly organized, and his number system for naming his fags is efficient and dehumanizing. His program for initiating his faggots reminds me very much of how legendary FWA Alphas Master Nick and Master Matt approached the process, with scent training and domestic chores coming first before accepting the faggot into the fold for feeding/breeding. It’s an outstanding way to focus the faggot, not on the reward of cock/cum, but the privilege of service an exclusive God Alpha like King Karter.

The fag mentorship and cooperation was also inspiring. I love when fags do what fag #1 did with Ethan, helping him to put on his new chastity cage with a handy trick I’ve heard about but have never tried nor seen done. It’s such a blessing for a Master when his faggots cooperate in order to keep a house focused and organized.

The most intriguing detail in Ethan’s account is the mention of buying/selling faggots between King Karter and his Alpha brothers. King Karter is part of BNWO (Black New World Order), a secretive cabal of black Alphas across the country who are organized and whose charter is focused on the systematic overtaking of the white race through the subjugation and faggotization of white males. I’ve been approached a couple of times recently about becoming part of it, which tells me it’s growing in strength and power. It’s my wish to be able to interview one of the black Alphas involved in it on the podcast. I’m still mulling over my involvement personally … it could happen.

My little brother Ethan has an extraordinary opportunity to become the property of a truly powerful God Alpha, a Man whose power comes from within and much as it does from his genetically-superior body. I hope Ethan can be patient and focus on serving King Karter’s needs! This is the time (pre-sex) when faggots either succeed or fail. Hopefully he makes it through initiation!

Hi Sam.
Im a faggot in chastity. I want to get to the point of being able to cum from just my ass being used. At least in my experience that is easier said than done. My idea is to just keep locked and eventually I will cum while being fucked or have a wet dream or something. I know from experience that I will have to stay locked for over a month. (My current chastity lock up record is a month). I think I am just scared I will never cum again. It’s not necessarily a problem if I don’t cum again but I do worry about any potential health issues. I think I am looking for reassurance and if you had any advice or similar issues.

Thanks for writing, brother! 

It’s a reasonable concern. I think if you’re being fucked, you will eventually leak cum or even “ejaculate”, even in chastity. I know it happens. I think it’s important for any Owner of a faggot to occasionally milk their faggots in order to help keep them healthy and contented in service. 

There is conflicting information on just how necessary it is for males to orgasm in order to keep their prostates healthy. I think the sensationalized view is that males must cum all the time for health reasons, but that’s overstated I think. 

I trust my body to know when I need to excrete seminal fluid. It happens naturally through wet dreams or general arousal. You can also use a vibrator to cause yourself to have a ruined orgasm as well. But you’re not going to lose the ability to have an orgasm, brother. It’s just going to be different than the way you originally experienced them.  

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The following post is part of a thread chronicling the service of a faggot named Matt who is owned by an intense 35-year-old Alpha named Master Connor. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!

When I first met my brother Matt and the learned of the brutality of his new Master Connor, I warned against continuing to serve him because I feared something bad might happen to Matt. And while the jury is still out on that eventuality, I’m delighted to be able to say that my initial feeling about Master Connor was dead wrong.

He’s not a Destroyer Alpha in the traditional sense, He’s a Destroyer Alpha the way a controlled explosion effectively tears down useless structures.

Matt shared a lengthy recent experience so profoundly thrilling that I’m tempted to break it into a couple of parts. However, I think I’ll keep it all together so you can really ingest and appreciate the full power on display here.

Over text, I let Master Connor know that I expedited the shipping for my new cage and it would arrive before I see him next on Saturday right before his kickboxing lesson. He seems to really be enjoying and benefiting from the sessions! His new underwear arrives later today!

He told me the keys to my current cage are in his locker at the gym. News to me! But I also thought he’d bring them back after his workout. No! He said I’ll need to be there. And that I should arrive to the gym before his session, watch him and then he’d retrieve the keys afterwards.

Wow. What an opportunity to watch him in all his Alpha glory while I wait on the bench with my clit about to be downsized!

He told me not to wear panties because he plans to have me change cages in the locker room. Yikes! I thought he’d at least wait until after we were back to his place. He said to instead wear “some lame excuse for male underwear. Don’t overdo it fag. You’re not a Man. You’re a fucking loser.”

I wasn’t sure what to wear when he said that… I’m so used to being in lacy panties when I show up and he uses me. I only have a couple pair of “regular” underwear but they seem almost too masculine?

So without any filter, I suggested “like tighty whities Sir?”

His response was complete laughter. I’ve never seen so many emojis and “Hahahahaha” reactions in a row. He clearly thought it was entertaining. He finally said “Yeah.” with a devil horns emoji. He also told me to bring a pink skirt I’ve worn before so I’m not sure how that fits into the equation.

Tomorrow will be an interesting day. I’m excited to downsize for him and serve him fully. Yet I don’t know what this new venue and set of directions will entail. Not for my faggot brain to solve!

Either way, I’m sniffing his underwear as I write knowing it will all be for the better and tomorrow will be an incredible day.

When Matt sent me this message, I replied that I was curious about what he was planning with the underwear business. But of course, I’m just a faggot, and I had no way of seeing exactly what astounding things Master Connor had in mind:

Well my mind is blown! You said he may have a purpose with all of his violence and tactics. Not sure if this is it but wow has my dynamic of service to Master Connor changed as of last night! Here is an update to what I shared with below( the day before meeting him this weekend).

I arrived at his gym early so Master Connor would be sure to see me as he walked in. Pure butterflies in my stomach.

When he walked in he slightly nodded at me but continued on to the locker room to get his equipment. 

He was chatting it up with the other Men there and the trainer started giving them some warm up exercises to do. I was so mesmerized by Master. He was confident, intense and focused. Soon the smell of sweat and testosterone filled the air. The sounds of the bags being kicked and punched, the primal grunts, the sound of feet quickly shuffling on the hardwood floor. 

I’m sure my mouth was just gaping open the entire time as I watched on in an almost hypnotic like trance.

During a break, he came over and simply said “go get me some water and a towel faggot.” It wasn’t loud enough for others to hear but it also wasn’t a whisper. I jumped to my feet and hurriedly got what he demanded. After chugging the water and wiping his face, arms and torso with the towel he threw it toward me and I caught it right as it hit my face. It was magical. I kept trying to discreetly bury my face into it throughout the back half of his workout not knowing if I’d ever get such a pleasure again.

When it came time to end the session, the other Men went to the locker room while Master Connor chatted with the trainer. Eventually he motioned for me to follow him to the locker room. By that time, some of the Men were already heading out. There were probably only one or two still finishing up with one headed to the shower in just his towel. It was such a dream to be in their presence!

After we were alone in the area, Master Connor told me to strip down to my underwear which I did without hesitation. He told me how pathetic I was to be in my tighty whities with my clit caged in a Men’s locker room. He tossed me the keys and told me to turn away and swap the cages. And to hurry up “so none of these guys have to see a faggot be so disgusting in their space.”

It didn’t take long to get the cage unlocked and get the new one out of my bag. But then it happened. My clit began to expand and get slightly chubby – weak but still larger. I was panicking because I knew I needed to hurry up. Master Connor had finished putting away his gear and turned to see me still fidgeting. “What’s taking so long faggot? You forget how to lock that nub away?”

I embarrassingly told him what was happening. He nodded. Told me to pull up my underwear. I did so, not knowing how that would help. Then, without warning, he turned me around and directly kneed me in my fag nuts. Hard. I immediately fell to my knees and gasped. He let me writhe in pain for a few seconds before simply saying “hurry up you stupid slut.” Then I realized that my clit had almost full retracted and so I scrambled in my agony to get the tiny cage secured. Once I did, I thanked him for helping me. It felt weird to impulsively say that – it hurt a bunch and probably wasn’t the only solution but he provided a solution… HIS solution. He just shook his head half smiling like he was just embarrassed for me as a human being and I could understand why. We couldn’t be more different in our places in the hierarchy.

He then grabbed my head and pushed it into his crotch where I stayed inhaling his natural power for a minute. He said he needed to piss and I followed him to a stall still just in my underwear. He quickly sat down and pulled his thick dick out and let his stream go right into my open mouth and down my willing throat. Before long he was face fucking me and I tried not to verbally gag too much knowing there was still one Man just finishing his shower nearby. Instead of cumming down my throat, he painted my face with a very thick, large load. He left the stall and told me to stay. There I was, nearly naked in the smallest cage possible and covered in his Alpha seed with piss and dick on my faggot breath. I’m sure I was quite the sight to see. 

He came back a few minutes later with my bag. Told me to get dressed but to leave his load on my face. We left the gym and only the trainer was still there but on the far side of the space – just waving to Master Connor from a distance as we left. I was feeling both anxious to be in public wearing such an obvious cumshot on my face but also proud and calm as I walked a few steps behind the Alpha that had given me this incredible gift. HIS gift. 

As we made it to his place, he told me to get properly dressed – which I assume meant putting on the short pink skirt. When I opened my bag I noticed my old cage wasn’t there. Did he keep it? Did he throw it away? No time to think about it and I wouldn’t dare ask. I suppose that older, larger cage is in my past anyway. So I move on, pulling up the skirt over my underwear and taking off the rest of my clothes. I start preparing dinner while he’s on his phone as I’m not sure what to do next. I then feel a very firm slap to my ass and I could feel his breath on my ear. I think dinner was about to wait.

I don’t remember verbatim but he said something like: “Such a dirty slut. Prancing around my house just asking for it and already wearing a load on your face. What a fucking whore you’ve become.”

This was new! I didn’t know what was happening. Was it role play? How should I respond?

He was cupping my ass and I whimpered saying “I’m your slut Sir.”

Another hard smack to my ass. Then I heard it for the first time: “Good girl.”

My head was spinning. I’d always been willing to feminize myself to some extent – I mean, I’m definitely not a Man – but really only to further myself from the concept of masculinity. So panties or the like. Now my Alpha was telling me I was a “good girl”?!

Before I could think much more about it, he let loose a barrage of slaps to my ass and then yanked down the back of my underwear. I heard him spit on his dick and then it was buried inside me almost instantly. I was leaning over the counter as he took me hard, fast and without any consideration for my pussy. His finger fish-hooked my open mouth as I blubbered gibberish during his assault on my cunt. The way he pulled on my mouth made my head turn back enough towards him that I watched as he methodically and powerfully drove his dick deep into my guts.

He was completely lost in his rut. I was a hole and he was fucking it relentlessly. A Man on a mission. Then as I could feel him get closer, the affirmation-based questions started as his fingers were still deep in my mouth.

“Who is my dirty little slut?”

• I am Sir

“Who owns you?”

• You do Sir

“What are you?”

• I’m a faggot Sir. Your faggot Sir.

“Good girl.”

Then a few more thrusts and his load was coating my insides. He stayed inside my battered, swollen hole for a moment. I tried to gain my composure but I was still trembling from the breeding. He finally pulled out and I dropped to my knees to clean his incredible cock.

He eventually pulled me off his dick and pulled me up and my underwear up too. He took off his shirt and told me to order dinner for both of us and join him on the couch. He wanted me to stay?! To eat together?!

I cuddled up next to him as he watched TV and scrolled on his phone. Occasionally grazing my head across his still sweaty chest. Then I did something I’ve never really done before with him. But this was a day of firsts! I began to kiss his chest and his arms. Only a little at first. I looked up at him and he was staring back. He didn’t say anything which I felt gave me permission to continue. So I did and then I got bolder. Nuzzling my face into his pits and licking around his chest. In that moment I felt his fingers go down the back of my skirt and underwear and find my very-tender pussy. He pushed in and I groaned into his pit. It hurt but it was so amazing I didn’t care.

Soon his fingers were deep in my mouth as he fed me part of the load he’d just shot into my cunt. I was in a state of pure ecstasy. 

Around that time the food arrived and luckily they left it at the door – I couldn’t imagine someone seeing me in my current state. Not much was said as we ate and he mostly watched TV. I just kept staring at him with absolute lust and admiration. As I put away the dishes and cleaned up, I started to grab my bag assuming he was ready for me to leave. 

“Where do you think you’re going?” He said from the couch. “Did I say you could leave faggot? You got somewhere more important to be?”

I quickly put down the bag and said “No Sir. Sorry Sir, I just didn’t want to be in your way.” He had already shot two loads today (at least) and finished dinner. I assumed he was done with me. Not the case!

He had me get the shower started and then got in. I just watched from a distance. What an incredible Man. Every aspect of him was pure power and superiority. He had me dry him off and then he fell onto the bed. I stood there for a moment unsure of what to do. 

“If you’re going to stay the night, you better get to work on my feet because they are sore from all of this kickboxing. That’s on you faggot.”

Stay the night?! I was speechless. I must have waited too long because he snapped.

“Jesus. Nevermind. Just get the fuck out you stupid bitch.”

I immediately came back to reality and within no time I was massaging and worshiping his feet with passion that I didn’t know I had. Occasionally saying “thank you Sir”. And, after a few minutes, eventually hearing back “good girl.”

I know this has been a long update so I’ll give you the second (shorter part) very soon! Spoiler: I did stay the night and was of service this morning. I’m just now trying to fully work through all that has happened in the past 24 hours and I’m set to see Master Connor again following his session Tuesday. Praying that my pussy will be recovered enough by then to take another round of assault.

I don’t know where this is all headed but I’m constantly surprised by the journey and just how much more obsessed I can become in my faggot servitude to such a deserving and strong Alpha Man.

I cannot really even process this experience! I almost feel like I was also taken and bred by Master Connor through my brother Matt!

Master Connor’s manipulation of Matt in the locker room is a master class in keeping a faggot off-balance and begging for more. Matt is already starving for every aspect of Master Connor’s body and mind, but training like this significantly ramps up that desperation.

Even more dramatic was the bathroom stall mouth fuck and facial! Dumping a massive load on Matt’s face and then forcing him to walk through that gym with it plainly visible to everyone is HUGE! You can actually hear the effect in Matt’s words. He’s delirious and deliriously fulfilled!

I don’t know what kind of experience Master Connor has had in his life as an owner of faggots, but it’s pretty clear he knows exactly what he’s doing. Yes, he’s aggressive, but it’s used in targeted ways that forces Matt into perpetual subspace.

I’m looking forward to finding out what happened the next morning!

I had plans to go out with a buddy of mine to a local pub to have some beers.
My buddy was on his way soon but before he arrived, I had to make sure Declan was set up with:

➡️ I made sure to clean up the condo.
➡️I cooked food on the BBQ… I made a huge steak, asparagus and a baked potato’s for Declan.
➡️Massaged his feet.
➡️I prepared his lunch and breakfast for the next day.
➡️Got an allowance to spend for the night.

Declan was very happy but he said that we had time before my buddy arrived and wanted to try out the straight jacket.

He put me in it and fasten all the restraints very tightly. He then made me lay on my stomach and tied my ankles to the jacket. I was helpless and hogtied. He continued to watch his show while using me as a footstool.

As time went on I tried to tell him that my buddy would arrive soon but he had his dirty sock in my mouth and taped up so I wasn’t able to speak.

A moment of horror when I heard the door bell. (OH FUCK HE IS HERE!!!!)

He got up and I heard him greet him and laugh as he said:

“Zack’s a little tied up at the moment and I’m deciding it if I will allow him to go out still. Come in, get us a beer and come see the real Zack”

As I heard him in the kitchen getting beers, then I heard Declan say:

“Zack prepared my dinner, be a lad and bring it to me. I’m starving!”

I was humiliated that Declan outed me to my buddy. I’m laying on the floor, hogtied and Declan’s feet on top of me and my buddy sat beside him laughing. Seconds later my buddy and boyfriend ignored me and chatted about his vacation. It’s like I wasn’t there.

The worst part is my buddies smelly feet are now rubbing my face.

My buddy Tom later said:

“Hey, you ok if I don’t go out with Zack and stay here for a while? Sure love to know more about your relationship. This is fucking amazing. I am shocked as I thought you were his submissive.”

Declan: “Yes but it’s your job to fetch my beers!”

Hours later they had decided to watch a movie and I can hear whispering and moments later I was blindfolded. The both grabbed me and carried me a few feet away and that’s when I heard slurping sounds. (OMG MY BUDDY IS SUCKING MY BOYFRIENDS COCK!)

Declan: “oh fuck you ready to swallow? It’s going to be a big load!”

I was then pushed back near the couch and now I had both their feet on me. My buddy finished his beer and said his goodbye and left.

Declan untied my feet and said.

“Ok I fucking love this straight jacket that one of your followers bought me. It’s bed time… BTW it was nice to meet Tom. He just texted me and wants to go see a movie with me sometime.”

He took the jacket off and put me in the cage and said that I won’t be sucking him tonight since my buddy did a good job. He locked the door and I never heard from him until the next morning.

True story… the end?

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Hi Sam, in your post about Moby and Johnny, you said “Nature made the call at birth when it gave you a substandard dick and submissive personality.” and that sounds like a departure from your previous position that penis size doesn’t or shouldn’t matter in the hierarchy.

Johnny said he measured his penis at just over 5 inches, and you called it “substandard” and seemed to suggest this is one reason, among others, that he belongs in chastity. Are you now willing to state that chastity and submission are (at least likely) the destiny of males with a dick roughly that size or smaller?

Thank you for the question! 

Good catch! I’m glad some readers are paying attention! 

I used the word “substandard” intentionally to reinforce that the faggot needed to stop focusing on its own insignificant dick and lock it up so it can serve more fully. A faggot dick of any size is technically substandard because it is useless. It serves no purpose. 

Dicks that small aren’t entirely useless, nor are they destined to be locked in chastity. And a male can have a five inch dick and not be a faggot. Beta males often have dicks that size. 

But overall I don’t believe dick size correlates with a Man’s place within Hierarchy. 

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The following post is part of a thread chronicling the service of a faggot named Matt who is owned by an intense 35-year-old Alpha named Master Connor. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!

Last week we were introduced to a faggot named Matt and the brutal, violent Alpha who owns him, Master Connor. Matt told me about how Master Connor would beat him before breeding him aggressively, something that alarmed me quite a bit.

Matt decided to continue serving Master Connor, which I can understand to some degree. Matt was newly in chastity for Master Connor, but he asked me if I thought he should offer his Master the keys to his chastity, thereby completely surrendering control over his body to a Master whose temper seems to turn on a dime.

I told Matt he should offer Master Connor the keys in order to demonstrate real submission and trust. Matt did that, and this was the result:

So today was the day I handed over the keys to my clit to Master Connor. I wasn’t sure how he would react. I came over before his kickboxing session and offered them to him saying it only felt right for him to hold that power over a faggot in service like me.

His reaction? Laughter. He let me know just how pathetic one must be to not only wear a clit cage but to essentially beg a Man like himself to keep the keys. But after ridiculing me, he said it was the right thing to do.

He then told me how he felt about my clit. Said it was annoying and disgusting to see it sticking out in my panties when I was serving and he was using me. He asked if I thought I deserved to even have a dick – as limp and useless as it is.

I, of course, agreed with his assessment and  said how embarrassing it was to have something that even attempted to emulate the strength and power of a true Man.

I suggested that I could get a smaller and smaller cage the longer I stayed locked and make it less and less noticeable. He nodded then told me to drop my panties!

I’ve never intentionally exposed myself to him in that way and he’s never demanded it (or wanted it). He looked down for a few seconds and then stared into my eyes saying “when I get back, you’ll tell me how small it can get – how much it can disappear – because I never want to see that excuse for a dick sticking out like that ever again.”

With that, he walked out with the keys to my cage still in hand and I was left naked with my mind racing about how to address his demands.

I’ve definitely explored smaller cages and have even downsized a couple of times. But I’m already down to the small size – only two away from a nub/flat cage.

After getting the meal prepped and baking in the oven, I decided to pull up the smaller options and have them ready for when Master Connor returned. 

Like last time, he came back drenched in sweat. I was immediately in heat. I wanted to lick every drop from his body and then some. He stared at me as I kneeled admiring all of his glory. Then I looked up and our eyes locked. He grabbed my head and buried my face into his crotch just holding me there for a minute. I kept taking deep breaths of his God scent. Feeling his thick dick and heavy balls pressed against my drooling mouth as I lost all sense of the world around me.

He yanked my head back. Spit in my face. And then said “how small do YOU want it to be?”

I was totally caught off guard. At first I didn’t understand why he’d want me to have an opinion instead of telling me what he wanted – expected – demanded. But then I realized he wanted me to know what he wanted and expected and to demand it of myself.

Meekly, I replied “as small as it can get Sir.”

He nodded as if in thought. Then simply said “then do it faggot.”

I just suggested to and agreed to cram my nub into something so tiny that I wasn’t sure if it was even possible. But I somehow wanted it too even if it hurt. For HIM.

Before I could even fully process that next step, he was taking off his shorts and trunks. I was so excited to choke on his cock. But instead I began gagging on his sweat-soaked trunks as he shoved them into my mouth. 

Then, over the counter I went. A fast blistering to my ass that was intense but left me whimpering through his salty, musky underwear in my mouth with no time to cry out. With only a little spit, he drove his thick dick deep into my pussy. Wow. I’ve never felt such a raw power and dominance. It definitively hurt but only physically. In every other way it felt totally right. 

As he bred me with incredible aggression, he spoke to me. The words he said would be vile to anyone with any dignity but, for me, affirmed my position as HIS faggot and it brought me peace, almost bliss – even as I knew my cunt would hurt so badly the next day. I didn’t care in that moment. I knew this was right and I got lost in his rut – drooling and babbling mindlessly through his underwear stuffed in my mouth.

When he finally shot his Alpha load deep in my guts, I was completely transported to a different state of being. I was shaking and shivering. He had barely taken the soaked trunks out of my mouth before I was instinctively cleaning his cock in total worship. He let out a hot, large stream of piss and I choked it down faster than I’ve ever had to before.

About that time, the timer went off. He threw the trunks at me and said “sniff those as much as you want faggot. Just order me new ones when you order your tiny little cage you fucking cocksucker.” And with that, no recovery time today. Just dismissal with orders and a souvenir that will forever imprint me. 

About to order the smallest cage available from Kink3D. And then it’s to ordering him new underwear as I sniff the pair I will forever worship.

I think it’s clear that not all hyper-aggressive and borderline violent Alphas are detrimental to faggots. Quite the opposite! Master Connor is banging Matt into shape, crafting him with hammer-blows into a faggot useful for his level of Alpha rage!

This experience shows Master Connor’s innate understanding of the power of his scented sweat on the mind of a faggot. It also shows how well Master Connor unapologetically embraces the enormity of his Alphahood and the rights that affords him. He knows it’s him right to borderline-rape his faggot and then forcibly make the faggot swallow his piss without warning. Some Alphas just get it.

I’m very proud of my brother Matt for being flexible and allowing his Master to guide his descension into perpetual subspace. He may not have many other choices, but he’s honestly trying to fulfill Master Connor’s demands. It’s pretty clear that perpetual subspace has taken over Matt’s mind thanks to Master Connor’s scented underwear and the frequent violent breedings!

Behind all of the violence and rage, I sense that Master Connor has purpose behind his actions. I’m probably as eager as Matt to find out what that full purpose looks like!

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!

Two days ago I received a long account of a natural Alpha Ascension in my “Questions From Readers” inbox so powerful that I couldn’t just limit it to a simple reply. The writer of the letter was a young gay sub male named Johnny. He has been in a committed, relatively-normal relationship with Moby, his Top, for two years.

Johnny’s account very neatly describes the perfect way Hierarchy will impose itself upon us and force us to embrace truths about ourselves we often don’t know until they are revealed within us. Also, the letter vividly illustrates how Alphahood cannot be denied or resisted when one is born that way.

I really want you to read and study this startling letter with me:

Hi Sam!

My name is Johnny. I’d like to share something I’ve been going through lately to hear your thoughts. I came across your site a few months back and it intrigued me.

So for context, I’ve been dating my boyfriend for about 2 years now. For simplicity sake, we can call him Moby (that’s not his real name FYI). Moby was my first. When we met, I hadn’t had sex with any other guy yet. I was (and still am) just figuring out what I like sexually. There’s always been a certain power-exchange balance in our relationship since we first met. Moby’s always been the more ‘dominant’ one, if you want to call it that. He’s 6’2” and tends to keep in shape and take care of himself. I like that about him. He’s got dirty blonde hair and a great body, not going to lie. I’m a little bit shorter than him. In essence, he’s bigger than me in pretty much every way. He looks like a real ‘Man’ and I like that about him.

In the bedroom, he very quickly took on a more dominant role, and taught me how to be submissive. Although I don’t always like to admit it, I’ve always felt the most comfortable being submissive with Moby. It just feels oddly right. To be completely honest, Moby has a pretty good-sized dick and he knows it. 

For fun one time, we got out some measuring tape and measured ourselves. Moby’s dick when just soft is a little over 5 inches and when hard….just a bit above 9.5 inches and quite thick. He was born gifted. And here I am measuring a tad over 5 inches when hard…Moby is clearly more “alpha” than I am, and we both know it. And, weirdly enough, I feel okay with that dynamic. I learned pretty quick that I absolutely love giving a good blow job. I could do that for hours and my bf definitely does not complain.

It wasn’t too long until Moby and I started to get into more of our deeper…fantasies. Moby introduced me to the concept of chastity. He’s always really been turned on by the idea of having me be in chastity. I, naturally curious, obliged him and I began wearing a cage when we’d have sex. Moby began to almost “train” me to associate the cage with not cumming and only focus on making him cum. After Moby would cum, he’d kiss me and cuddle me. When I’d ask to cum, he’d tell me no because he had already cum and that was pleasureful for us both. At first, that was really tough for me because I’ve always been a horny boy, and not getting release after sex was…hard for me, to say the least.

Next I knew, my bf was starting to keep me locked when going to bed. My dick would strain so hard against the confines of the cage. Moby noticed it and got me a strap to help with that. Moby soon began pushing me to wear my cage for longer, even when we’d just be at home not having sex. Because I gave the key to my bf, I really couldn’t decide when to unlock even if I was horny. I sometimes wonder if that was a good idea or not.

He’s been forcing me to go longer and longer without cumming. At first, just a day or two. And then close to a week…and then two weeks. Soon he began forcing me to wear the cage even when we’d go out in public. He says that the idea of knowing I’m locked up while no one else around us knows, really turns him on like nothing else. And, honestly, I think me too.

He’s been trying to convince me that I don’t need to worry about my own orgasm. He’ll say things like, “Baby, you don’t have to worry about touching your own dick. Don’t think of it as a dick anyway. That’ll only frustrate you. You don’t like touching it. It doesn’t feel good for you. Remember? That’s why I locked it up safe and sound, and you can relax by making my dick feel good. My cock is the only cock you need to think about, baby.” I hate it, but I’ve been starting to believe it. And, fuck, he turns me on. Something has changed inside Moby recently – almost feral-like.

Lately, Moby’s been experimenting with my ass. He’ll often eat me out and then fuck me for a long time. It was weird at first but feels great now…for the most part. Usually, he likes to just cum inside me to finish. It kinda hurts ngl, but why does it feel so good when I feel his cock pulsing inside me. It kinda relaxes me. Sometimes after a good fucking, I find that my dick has almost, like, spontaneously shot precum or at least something that looks like that. Moby always has me keep his cum inside me after he unloads. He’s very adamant about that. Often, he’ll make me go to bed with his cum still inside my ass. It turns me on ngl.

The last time Moby let me cum was almost a month and a half ago at this point. I’m so fricking horny all the time and I don’t know what to do with all of it! I can’t think straight. Moby keeps reassuring me that when the time is right, my “body will learn to cum just from me fucking you” and that I have to learn to cum from his cock sliding in and out of me. Whereas before it’d hurt for him to slide his dick inside me, now it’s kinda starting to feel good. I don’t know. It’s a weird feeling. I feel confused but strangely satisfied. What do I do, Sam?

Moby just told me last night that he plans on keeping the key to my cage on a more permanent basis. He said I’m ready. At times, he calls me “boy.” He says that he wants me to stay locked basically all the time and that he’d let me out occasionally in the shower so he can clean me. I work from home, so that isn’t a real big concern. He doesn’t want me to have access to my penis anymore, basically. He said, “It’s either my cock or your nub. You can’t have both, so choose.” I don’t know what to do. Sometimes my dick strains so hard in it cage that it feels like it’s gonna break out. It never does, of course.

So, I guess, what do I do, Sam? I’m kinda at a loss. This all seems to have happened so suddenly and now I seem to be living a life where I can’t even touch my own dick without permission. That doesn’t feel normal. I’m forced to sit down to pee (which Moby likes) and service his cock when he pleases. And to be honest with myself…I absolutely love it…while feeling utterly terrified at the same time. What do I do? Is this normal? If I go with this, is it even possible to live a life without really using my dick? What if other guys find out? I really like Moby’s dick though…ugh…I don’t know.

Best,

Johnny

You can hear the panic in Johnny’s words, can’t you? But beyond that panic, there is also the sound of fulfillment and purpose!

Every step of Master Moby has taken during the course of enslaving Johnny has been one of curiosity fueled by his primal instincts. He seems to be approaching this enslavement of Johnny in the same way any animal blindly and thoughtlessly follows its instincts at the right time. It was inevitable that Master Moby’s Alpha instinct would kick in and he would need to take further and deeper control of Johnny until Johnny accepted what he is to Master Moby: his faggot.

Personally, I can’t help but wonder about Master Moby’s past, and whether or not he ever had any exposure to faggot worship and service prior to being with Johnny. Regardless, it’s so very clear that the Alpha programming within him demanded that Johnny must be subjugated, placed into chastity, and turned into his property.

To answer Johnny’s concluding questions:

1. There is nothing more to do except obey Master Moby and try to please him.
2. As I laid out above, yes, this is perfectly normal for an ascending Alpha who is truly embracing his power and authority as such. It’s also normal for an Alpha who wants to be the Master of a personal faggot.
3. Yes, it’s possible to live a “normal” life without the use of your dick. Nature made the call at birth when it gave you a substandard dick and submissive personality. You’re now owned by an Alpha endowed with a large cock and the dominance to use it. Your dick is now nothing more than a urination device, as well as a means for Master Moby to train you (through caging it) to focus on the only true cock in the relationship: HIS COCK.
4. Who cares what anyone else thinks about your caged penis? Yes, they might laugh or be morbidly curious about it. So what? By wearing that cage you are proudly displaying the fact that you are the property of a true Alpha Master like Moby. Out of all the faggots he could own, he chose YOU. Nobody else wears Master Moby’s chastity cage, so look at it like a wedding ring and be PROUD!

I love receiving experiences like this one. They go a long way to indisputably proving not only the TRUTH of Hierarchy, but also its INEVITABILITY. These are the roles we are meant to inhabit and fulfill. Even when we don’t understand why we do the things we do or why we love it, NATURE DOES!

I’m curious if you have heard of this situation before. I am a fag with an extremely high sex drive- before locking up I would jerk off 2 to 3 times a day minimum. I have quite a few straight male friends-—they know I’m gay but don’t know I’m a caged faggot. They think I’m a top, and I never corrected them. Recently they were talking about sex, and one of them was talking about how dominant he was. I literally had to make an excuse to leave, take off my cage and jerk off, then come back, otherwsie I was going to lose my mind. Every time im with them I just want them to rough fuck me.

How can a fag like me control myself? Should I find more men to suck? Or should I start jerking off more to get it out of my system?

Hi brother! Thanks for the question!

Congrats on the choice to self-lock! It’s an important step in a faggot’s life and the process of molding your mind into perpetual subspace. 

However, chastity does no good if you’re still unlocking two/three times a day to jerk off, or unlocking to jerk off whenever it becomes difficult. The difficulty is part of the journey of chastity, and you’re denying yourself the opportunity to grow every time you unlock and masturbate.

I was able to stop masturbating through the application of my mind. I simply started meditating on how shameful it was that I was using my penis like a Man, how I was bringing shame on other Men by using my penis the way they can. I became embarrassed to use the urinals in bathrooms because those belonged to Men, etc. So start thinking about it that way, and I think eventually you’ll come to the right conclusion.

But I will add this about the little story you told me: you should’ve revealed your chastity to your straight Alpha friends right then and there. They need to know you’re actually a locked faggot. This could solve two issues at once.

There is something triggering to straight Alphas when they see a faggot in chastity. They’re ALWAYS curious about it, but it also turns them on in a bizarre way. It’s almost like the caged faggot is wearing a sign that reads “CUMDUMP”. They understand that a faggot wearing a chastity cage is not a Man and not equal, and oftentimes they want to take control of those faggots. 

Besides that benefit, if/when your Alpha friends use you, you’ll also solve your horniness through increased use. 

I’m always a proponent of being honest with those around oneself. When you are, awesome things happen. When you give dominant straight Alphas permission, they take incredible control and do things you’d never imagine possible. 

So next chance you get, reveal your chastity to them and see what develops! 

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Sam, not a question, but my second brain kicked in with the question from the fag whose lover is dominant in bed but hasn’t extended it further. Wow, how does he show Him he wants to be used as a slave.

I flashed to him putting himself in a cock cage, then coming to his Dom, kneeling, then holding out the keys and asking Him if He would own and control the keys. That small action would convey all that needed to be said. Respectfully considering the Dom, I’m sure He’s aware His partner is not cumming when He uses him for sex. He probably really enjoys that clear Masculine, Dominant, Superior feeling that comes with it.

I’m so glad he asked the question and you published it. I really enjoyed the side trip it gave me!

This is in response to THIS recent Questions From Readers question.

Yes, I thought about suggesting that, but I thought it might be over-the-top. It’s certainly an excellent “next step” in the process! 

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The following post is part of a thread chronicling the ascension of a straight Alpha named Mike who has taken ownership of his first faggot named Benjamin. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!

It’s really sad to me that, after almost 10 years teaching Hierarchical truth online (alongside many others), more straight Alphas don’t know about the growth and power available to them through the use and ownership of faggots. Granted, straight Alphas have always used faggots to some degree or another, but through ownership straight Alphas make a leap that other, lesser males cannot ever experience. On the other side of that leap is exponential growth and limitless power.

The possibility of that kind of power was something a smart Alpha like Master Mike couldn’t pass up.

My first encounter with Master Mike occurred when he reprimanded me for not instructing his first faggot Benjamin properly. When I complied, he wrote to me and fully introduced himself to me, and we’ve been discussing his ownership of Benjamin and his plans for further training.

Here’s what Master Mike wrote to me last Thursday after I impressed him:

I am impressed by the fact you posted my reprimand. Very humble even for a faggot. Makes me wish you could join Benji on his reward this weekend. It is the six nations (European rugby contest) final matches on Saturday and I have 3 guys from my rugby team coming to watch at mine. Benji does not know they are coming but he will be attending in his full capacity as my faggot. I have bought a nice thick leather collar for the occasion. He will be serving us snacks and beers as well as a full steak dinner he prepared in the evening. All of it bought with his credit card. They have already been told what to expect and what they can ask of him. It does include a foot cleaning as I have trained him. They have also been told no photographs or getting rough with him. All of then have met Benji before so they will know him by face. They are staying the night and getting breakfast in the morning so Benji should have a full 24 hours of serving 4 straight men simultaneously. I know your pussy will be twitching imagining being in his place, but you will restrain yourself from posting this update until Sunday morning. Benji will not know until they arrive that they are coming. And he will not know until after they leave that they knew before that he was my faggot and would be serving them. 

Well, I didn’t hear anything until after the weekend was finished, but it was one hell of an update:

Got a proper account for you about Benjis submission. What a weekend it has been. It started Thursday when I messaged Benji to come over on Friday and happened to mention I was having a shit day. I finish work and head to Thursday rugby practice then head home after. Benji is sat on my doorstep waiting for me. At first I was pissed at him imposing but he said he had messaged offering to come over and cook. I check my phone and what do you know there was a unread message from him. I let him in and he cooked and got on with housework. I was torn whether to punish him for imposing or be happy that he is predicting my wants and needs like a top tier fag.i decided on not punishing him. I did make him phone in sick on Friday though. I had the day off and there were things to do. I was going to be hosting a Six Nations rugby party on Saturday and needed to pick up some snacks. I took Benji’s phone and wallet so he would have no distractions and left him to fully clean my house. He did a satisfactory job of cleaning and once my shopping was unpacked, I took him for a fully supervised clean and reshape of the cage area so he was fully presentable. I had 3 friends coming the next day which Benji didn’t know about. But no fag of mine was going to embarrass me in front of my mates. Then Saturday rolled around. Benji knew I would probably be watching the rugby so he was ready to be serving drinks. He was fully dressed up as a faggot. His chastity cage was polished, he was wearing a leather collar I picked up for him and nothing else.

What he wasn’t expecting was a knock on the door at 10:30. He looked very confused. I told him firmly to get the door. As always he obeyed. I could tell he was terrified. My mates had all been told what to expect and just laughed when he opened the door for them. They walked in like it was nothing and sat around my lounge as I had instructed them. Judging by how red Benji went he humiliated but I was just getting started. He was instructed to get each of us a beer and then to remove their shoes and socks so they could get comfortable. He laid out the snacks for us all and then the matches started. I had him washing my feet during the whole Ireland vs Italy match. And every time my team Ireland scored he was to kiss my feet. For the other matches, I passed him to the others to clean their feet. Only 2 of them accepted, but that is the loss of the third. I think he was worried it was too gay. But it isn’t gay to be served by a faggot.

Benji then made us dinner and we settled in for the final match of the day. Benji’s service had been perfect even though he was humiliated as hell. So I decided to reward him. I called him over and put him directly in front of me. And I offered him my feet. He went to massage them with his hands as usual but I stopped him. Mouth and tongue faggot. He obeyed faster than I thought was possible. I think the little faggot was so excited to finally serve its Master with more then it’s hands. He just kept going and fucking hell did it feel good. His tongue was getting right in between my toes. He seriously has me considering where else that mouth would be of use. He will have to earn that privilege though.

I must have looked like I was loving the treatment as one of the others asked for a turn but I told him absolutely not. My faggot obeys me and will serve as I tell him to. But he will only worship me. I own him and I do not share worship or ownership.

After the last match we just stayed up drinking. Benji was either getting us drinks or kissing and licking my toes. It was very telling that he would not come off my toes unless I told him to get their drinks. He outright ignored their orders if they were counter to mine. I guess that is the hierarchy at work. Two of them stayed the night after drinking that much. Benji was brought into my room where I could keep an eye on him. I allowed him to sleep on my bed at my feet as he did such an incredible job.

This morning he made breakfast for them and then they left. As I am writing this to you he is at my feet giving them another worship session.

Once I have sent this I will be making three things clear to him. One is that he has passed probation. He has proven that he improved my quality of life in his service as a faggot. I will be permanently keeping him as a personal faggot and from here on he is MINE. Two is that as MY faggot he is a member of this household. That means he will get a key and be allowed to live here if he so wishes. The rules are to be obeyed whether he is here or not. He is no longer to treat his flat as somewhere he can behave like a man. No clothes. No furniture. He just has to choose where to obey the rules and I think he will choose my house. Third is that I will do nothing to stop the rugby team from knowing I have a pet faggot. Three of them already saw first hand. All of them come by semi frequently. None of them know Benji’s friends or work colleagues. So I have no interest in hiding it.

So there we are. I am now the official and very proud owner of a faggot. He did a great job this weekend. I think Benji wanted to tell you all this himself but who cares what a faggot wants. He got to start serving my feet this weekend.

Truly a magnificent and glorious display of raw Alpha power by Master Mike! Not only was it an effective way to break Benjamin’s walls of resistance and train obedience into him, but it also taught his Alpha Pack the value of faggot ownership! How can anyone deny the Hierarchical truth powering Master Mike’s decision to take ownership of a personal faggot?

And Master Mike’s blunt statement – “It isn’t gay to be served by a faggot” – is absolutely true, and that truth is explicitly understood only by those straight Alphas powerful enough to own one.

I am taken aback every time I find another straight Alpha who is willing to display such power this openly. In Master Mike’s mind, any member of his Alpha Pack who disagrees with faggot ownership is wrong and not Alpha, essentially. He understands it’s an Alpha’s RIGHT to own and use faggots.

Thank you, Master Mike, for sharing the beginning of your ascension to true power!

Hi Sam,

My name is John. My friends call me Johnny (and you can, too ). I’m a huge fan of your work. I’ve been following your work for probably about 6 years now, and it’s been very eye opening. I’ve been feeling conflicted lately and finally decided to get in contact with you. I apologize in advance for the novel ahead of you.

For some context, ever since I was a young boy, I’ve always had feelings for other boys/men. As I got older (around 12/13), I started to feel attraction towards the other boys around me. I was constantly trying to sneak peaks at their crotches in class and the hallways and at the other boys changing while in the locker room without understanding why. As I got older, I only seemed to get hornier.

I would regularly spend hours in my bedroom jerking off multiple times a day to gay porn and just thinking of boys at my school. I had always been a very shy kid, and so I never dared act on my feelings or urges growing up. It wasn’t until I went off to college that I started experimenting more with my sexuality now with my newfound independence (still only in privacy of my own company). When I was 18, I bought my first fleshlight. And, although it always felt good the few times I stuck my penis into it and used it, I never felt a desire to use it much. The thought of some other, more endowed guy using always turned me on more.

I’ve always been very turned on by porn involving anal sex and sucking cock, even from a very young age. I remember in my early teen years finding phallic objects around the house to insert into my anus when my parents weren’t around. It felt odd but weirdly satisfying. It hurt but, for some reason, I just couldn’t stop myself.

Growing up, my dad had a running buddy he’d train with for marathons and he would regularly invite him over to go running. Looking back at it, I had a huge crush on my dad’s running buddy. I even got lucky once by catching him pissing in the woods with his cock out. Fuck, he was hot.  There was one day he came over to my house after going for a run, and my dad let him change out of his sweaty workout gear in our guest room. When he left the room, I remember sneaking into the guest room and I found the pile of his sweaty running clothes. I walked up to it, sorted through it and found his sweaty compression underwear.

The aroma of this man put me in a daze. I remember putting his underwear up to my face, shoving my nose deep into the crotch and butt area, and I took deep inhales. I think I even profusely licked the inside of the groin area to see what he tasted like. I was 15/16 at the time. Although a part of me felt a strong urge to take the underwear, I decided against it to avoid my dad’s friend from wondering where his underwear may have gone. As I went further into puberty, these sexual urges only got stronger and more perverse.

When I was 19, I stumbled upon male chastity cages online. They deeply intrigued me to my core. I began becoming very interested in sub-dom relationships and the concept of “faggotry” and the new concept of “male hierarchy.” That’s when I happened across your content and podcast.

I bought my first chastity cage around that time at 19. It was a very cheap one and didn’t work well. I used it once or twice in private, but was disappointed with how it worked. As I got into my very early twenties, I decided to experiment again with different kinds of chastity devices. I learned about myself that I liked a chastity cage that would completely cover my entire penis as to prevent any outside stimulation (except for a pee hole, of course). I then began buying numbing creams and lubing up the inside of the cage to keep my penis numb for hours.

As time went on, I began to have “masturbation sessions” by locking my penis more and more often and only using a dildo on myself for hours at a time. Admittedly, there were some days when I would use a dildo on myself (while in chastity) from sunrise to sunset. I came to view myself more and more as a “faggot” but still find it hard to identify as such.

Although I love anal play on myself, I always ended up needing to remove the cage at the end of sessions to finish myself off to get rid of my pent-up horniness. I find it incredibly hard to concentrate on literally anything when I’m locked and horny despite absolutely loving the feeling. I can’t think straight and I feel I act irrationally when really horny and can’t release it. The longest I’ve been locked for is 5 days (even at night). I use a strap to prevent the cage from tugging on my balls. Part of me would love to be a good locked boy 24/7/365, but I don’t see how that would be possible practically with how horny I get when I get no release. I feel it would also make it challenging to perform my job. To clarify, I do (on occasion) go out in public in my cage and I love the feeling.

I’ve never served any so-called “alphas” as I’ve always been too afraid. I’m not super skinny nor am I “ripped” by any means. I have an average body and a decent sized penis when not locked. I’ve been told I’m good looking, but I still lack confidence to do anything with anyone else in the real world. I’ve had sex with one other boy before, but it was never more than “vanilla.”

I’m 24 now when writing this. I apologize for the novel I just wrote. I simply wanted to give you as much background context as concisely as I could manage. Part of me feels a strong urge to know what it feels like to take a cock into my mouth and butt and feel it explode within me. Through all your content and podcasts, I’ve been inspired with your own journey. You seem to have been locked for years with little issue. I guess I don’t know where to go from here or if I should even act on these feelings. Part of me still really enjoys jerking off, but another part of me feels I should lock up and stop stroking like how real Men do. Part of me thinks I shouldn’t deserve to use my penis like a Man would. I don’t know. I feel conflicted.

I know through your podcasts you recommend channeling pent-up horniness through service, but that simply has not been an option for me up until now. Part of me wishes I could lock up, throw away the key, and forgot about cumming, but the more logical side of me knows that I need other outlets to release my horniness. I have an extremely high libido. I don’t know what to do.

Would locking up for long periods negatively affect my penis? Would it shrink or become impotent? Honestly, the thought of that kind of turns me on, but I don’t know. What effects could I expect? Is it even possible to stay locked like that indefinitely? How would I even release my pent-up horniness? How is it even possible to derive sexual satisfaction without cumming through only servitude? These are all questions I ask myself. I’m at a bit of a loss at this point in my life, and I’m unsure of how to proceed. I would greatly appreciate hearing your thoughts on my situation and what I can do to solve these issues.

Thank you for your great content throughout the years, and keep up the good work, Sam!

Your follower,

Johnny

Thank you for your book-length question! 

All of that text can be answered very simply with one sentence: Stop living in a fantasy world inside your head and go serve a real human Man. 

You’re overthinking everything when you’ve experienced nothing. That makes no sense at all. Stop jacking around and experience life! 

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Dear Sam,

I tried a lot of what you said and I made it a whole month without cumming! At the end of said month he unlocked me made me nut as quick as possible then right back up I’ve been since. So we are definitely close to no release for me ever. We also got a cage he thinks that’ll be the best form of punishment for me as I’ve had a hard time staying compliant. Although he’s gotten very good at making me do exactly as he wants. The cage came up also as a way to give him some privacy once he finds other boys he wants me home while he fucks around but out of his way! Turns me on thinking about it honestly. I know there’s better faggots out there than me and I’d never want him to go without he’s a REAL MAN! And he should get whatever ass he wants whenever. I think you were right about him being alpha also. He jumped on the feet worship quick rubbing them all over my face making me kiss and massage him. I didn’t think I’d like it as I never have before but that MAN makes me feral haha I’d do anything for him. Thank you again sam you’ve helped me so much more than you know! Feel free to ask me anything more you’d like to know about us I’d love to tell you haha! I’m @fagboyalex98 on x!

thanks again!

Fag Alex

Brother, I’m so glad to hear that you’ve had a great month experimenting with chastity! I also love to hear that you’ve discovered the wonders of worshiping an Alpha’s feet! You’re officially a faggot now! HAHA

Keep me posted! 

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I’m a straight, married 29 year old alpha, and I recently found your site. Even though I’m straight, I’ve been using gay guys for years since they can take a much more intense and brutal fucking than any of my girlfriends ever could. However, I HATE it when a fag’s little dick gets hard when I’m fucking it. It’s such a turn off. I tried a cock cage once, but didn’t really like seeing that down there either, and also I don’t use my fags very regularly. It’s more just a hookup every now and then. It can be a few days between or even several months, and they know not to contact me in between, so I can’t be managing its chastity.

Any ideas on how to instruct them to keep their dicks soft? Or maybe I need to punish them when they don’t, but I’m worried the little fuckers will enjoy that and only make the problem worse.

Master, thank you for writing to me! It’s always wonderful when I meet powerful straight Alphas like you who understand the upper-echelon of Hierarchical power that faggot ownership unlocks! 

First of all, congratulations on your ownership and use of faggots, Master! I’d love to hear more about that if you ever have the time to write me. All God and Apex Alphas should be celebrated, because through the exercise of your power and dominance you change lives and give fulfillment and purpose to inferiors everywhere! My email is hierarchyuniversity@gmail.com.

I also want to congratulate you on correctly identifying the problem with disciplining faggots with more violence and pain. You’re absolutely right – most faggots would only get more turned on by that method. It’s a mistake I see so many Alphas make with their faggots. It really shows me that you are an insightful Master. Your faggots are lucky to be owned by you, Master!  

There are really only two solutions to your issue, Master, but you might not like either of them. First and foremost, chastity is going to solve the problem. I don’t know how much you need to monitor that once it’s locked in place. And there are colors available (like pink) that might be more humorous than irritating. 

The reason why I am an advocate of chastity (especially in this instance) is because it blunts the faggot’s ability to masturbate, which then lowers its libido. Ultimately I think that goal is more important to you than whether the faggot wears a chastity cage given your general disinterest in it.

The second method involves focused, intensive training designed to make the faggot despise its penis so much that it becomes disgusted by it. This is something I did to myself, actually, which has resulted in an eight-year stretch of no masturbation or orgasms (and also led me to self-lock four years ago). It’s possible for faggots to do this, too, but most of them don’t view Hierarchy as intensely important as I do. 

But given what you said about not wanting to get too bogged down by your faggots, this second option is probably more headache burden than you really want to handle. 

Master, I do very much thank you for writing to me. I do hope I gave you some help! Please let me know if you need anything else! Thank you!  

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The alpha I’m serving likes for me to cum when serving him. I know that I am a faggot and fags don’t deserve to cum but I do it because he tells me to. He likes how tight my ass is and loves how tight I get when I cum. It’s confusing cumming when I know that I don’t deserve to. Do I keep obeying him? Do I lock myself up? I’m confused because he’s a dominant alpha in every aspect but this. He’ll blindfold me and spank me till my ass is red and I’m crying because of the pain and he uses me hard, both holes. He’s aggressive and dominant and I love that he gets enjoyment and pleasure from my body. I’m just confused because I’m pretty sure I should stop being allowed to cum and that he should take my cock away from me but he says cumming when I’m told is serving him so it doesn’t matter. What should I do?

Thank you for the question! 

Ultimately, our job as a faggot is to obey our Master, right? Who knows why he wants you to cum? I’ve heard Alphas (almost exclusively gay Alphas) say that they like to see their faggots cum because it lets them know the faggot loves pleasing him. Or that they’re such virile fuckers that the faggot cums while being fucked. It seems there is a different explanation for each Alpha.

All I can really say is DO NOT disobey his orders, and DO NOT lock yourself in chastity without his permission. 

I might suggest a viewpoint correction for you. Rather than looking at his demand as you receiving pleasure, look at it as him exerting control over you. You see how that subtle difference changes the dynamic? 

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Hello Sam,

Thank you for everything you do to serve alphas and faggots alike. You have opened my eyes to what it truly means to serve alphas around me.

My problem is that I don’t fit the stereotype of a faggot. If anything, I get mistaken as an alpha but I am far from it! You see, I’ve been blessed with good genes. I’m pretty good looking, have a naturally masculine physique, and an above average penis.

This has made it difficult to find what I’m looking for from guys. The gays are vain af and take one look at me and think I’ll dominate them. But the truth is, I am not dominant at all. I recognize the privilege I have as a hung, hot, straight passing guy. But I also know my place in the hierarchy and it ain’t at the top! I just want to submit, serve, and worship alphas. But it’s hard to find someone that isn’t intimidated by me or my size. I know those aren’t true alphas if they get intimidated by a beta.

I’ve approached a couple of straight alphas and they just want to bro out with me. One let me worship him with a blow job but wanted me to do it naked so he could demean me. But that didn’t go well, as you can imagine. Gay alphas suddenly turn vers when we hookup. I have no desire to top. I don’t want an alpha to compare dick size. I don’t deserve to have a straight “bro.”

How can I make myself more serviceable to alphas? How can I downplay myself to be a better fag? Please help!

Brother, thank you very much for writing! This is a something of a problem that I think other faggots deal with as well. 

I’m actually really glad you bring up this issue, because far too many people judge a male’s hierarchical place by the size of his dick. I’ve known some incredible faggots in my life, absolutely devoted to service and providing pleasure for Alphas, who had gigantic dicks.

Gigantic, USELESS dicks.

So I can appreciate your frustration, brother. You’re fighting against an ingrained, primal instinct, and your options to overcome it are limited, but not impossible. 

First and most importantly, I suggest you go into chastity. I realize it might be a trick finding a chastity cage to fit you initially, but I know there are custom cages available to purchase or have created. You must lock it up so that you essentially take it out of the equation. I guarantee you that straight Alphas who see your dick locked in a cage will get excited that a hung stud like you has accepted the truth. 

Also, chastity will be able to help shrink it down. 

In addition, you should really stop exposing it in a general sense. Go into chastity, and then wear jock straps to conceal it even more. Essentially, the idea behind this is to make your penis a non-issue and a non-starter. 

You didn’t mention body hair, but I think it might be good to get as smooth as possible. This will also act to feminize your appearance and keep Alphas from looking at you like a bro. 

Those are my immediate suggestions. Aside from that, I’ll just add that a Man can’t see your junk if you’re bent over on your knees. 

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This post is part of a thread chronicling a college faggot named Kyle who was claimed by Master Max, the Alpha father of Kyle’s best friend. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!

The saga of the enslavement of Kyle the faggot by his college friend’s straight Alpha father Max is one of the more electrifying new threads since this site started. Thus far it has been relegated to a thread of “Questions From Readers” posts, but I’ve decided to graduate the developing story to an official thread on the site.

If you’ve read the previous posts in this thread (via the link above), you know that Kyle was unexpectedly and dramatically claimed one afternoon by Master Max when Kyle met both him and his son John at a coffee shop. Master Max’s actions that day (and his subsequent caging of Kyle later) showed me that Master Max deeply understood not just Hierarchy, but also his own power and charisma. Kyle, being the good faggot he is, performed beautifully under pressure, responding nimbly to Master Max’s firm lead.

Incredibly, Kyle has managed to serve Master Max without John (his friend and the son of Master Max) finding out about any of it. I have no idea how anyone can live with a God Alpha as powerful as Master Max and not know anything about what he really does, but I suppose it might become so commonplace that things get overlooked.

But there’s nothing commonplace about Master Max.

Now Master Max has charged Kyle with an interesting new challenge:

Hi Brother Sam! I Am writing to you to update you about my experience with Master Max, last time I Wrote to you, I Was worried and nervous to try a chastity cage as Master Max wanted me as his personal fag in chastity, I took your advice and tried the silicone chastity cage and Vaseline a couple of days before meeting Master Max to officially get locked and it was incredible! it really helped ease me in to locked life and take away my anxiety and get me used to wearing a cage. THANK YOU SAM! You changed my life and helped me embrace chastity like the fag I Am, you really helped and I’m eternally grateful to you brother! Master Max locked my cock up on November 12th in a metal chastity cage and I’ve been in chastity now for 108 days! Master Max wears my chastity key on a chain around his neck taunting me with it every day and I Love it! he’s an incredible Alpha and loves to humiliate me and tease me, i’m shocked by how much I Enjoy being in chastity it feels so natural and right , Master Max made me superglue the lock shut on the cage 2 weeks ago and I Did it without fail, I said Yes Sir, got on my knees and did it right away no hesitation as Master Max laughed and smoked a  cigar, I dont think I could have done that 5 months ago, Chastity and your advice has really changed my life and helped me embrace my faghood and serving straight alpha men! my life is great and I Love serving Master Max-my straight superior Alpha.

on Saturday Master Max is hosting a poker night with his work buddies (he’s the boss in the office of course and they all work for him) he’s making me organize the event (and pay for it of course)  and cook a 3 course meal for 5 of his alpha colleagues,   he’s making me serve them steak and red wine of course and cigars and whiskey for dessert, truthfully I Can’t wait, I’m told I’m going to have to be stripped naked wearing nothing but my cage on saturday and that I Am to serve these Men no matter what and obey everything they tell me to do -anything from filling their drinks up, being a foot stool, human urinal, slapping machine, give them foot rubs, being their ash tray etc, to say i am ecstatic is an understatement, I’ll be serving 6 alpha males on saturday,  i am in fag heaven. he also made me book 6 sluts from an escort service for him and his alpha buddies to fuck as their wives dont put out much and are to  vanilla, I offered my services but Master Max slapped me and said No as he and his male friends are not fags (cant blame me for trying-I’ve had the tip of Max’s cock in my mouth when he used me as a urinal once and I want more) I am very excited and overwhelmed by the whole situation, I can’t believe this is my life! The only issue is my best friend from college John (Master Max’s Son) I Love serving his father Master Max it makes me feel euphoric and gives my life meaning but I Feel strange in the presence of John as he is in the dark about me serving his father and I know things he doesn’t, for example he suspects his father is cheating on his mother (he found a pair of slutty pink panties in his dads car before christmas that were certainly not his mothers) i know the truth and that the answer is yes but I am a good fag so I Lie for Master Max  and try convince john otherwise and tell him he’s overthinking it and that they most likely belong to his college sister who Master Max drives back to college every sunday, I told him they most likely fell out of her gym wash bag and he seemed to buy it/believe me as he trusts me but I feel guilt lying to him and he has brought the subject up three times since xmas, I would NEVER betray Master Max EVER but what should I do in this situation with John? Do I distance myself from him and avoid him and continue to serve Master Max or do I try and install in him what It means to be an Alpha and how Alphas are entitled to pussy and as much sex from multiple women as they please  and that IF (Again I would never reveal Master Max’s secrets to him) his dad is screwing around its only natural and part of hierarchy -what do you think I should do brother sam? Thank you for all your guidance and help, I would love your advice on John and what to best do/prepare to serve this six alpha men on saturday! Thank You Brother Sam!

I responded to Kyle this way:

Brother, thank you for the update! I’m doing what I should’ve done with your story in the first place, and graduate it to a full thread here on the site. You deserve the honor (as does Master Max). Thank you for being patient with me! 

I’m going to answer you briefly here just to get you an answer, but I’ll likely be elaborating in the main post I’m creating around this question. Check the site!

It’s amazing what Master Max has done and is doing with you! He obviously loves owning you, and I think you’ve done an incredible job in serving him secretly and with respectful discretion. Straight Alphas love that. I’m also glad chastity is working out so well! I knew it would in your case! 

As far as the upcoming Alpha party goes, just simply be as submissive and respectful as possible. You have a huge opportunity to show a group of straight Alphas that faggot ownership is something not only possible but desirable for straight Alphas! So be light and friendly and submissive, and you’ll be fine.

John is a tricky situation. I don’t think you should tell him anything, but I also don’t think you should distance yourself from him. This is a teaching possibility for you, brother. You might be able to trigger Alpha tendencies in John (ones he likely inherited from his God Alpha father). So I would try to be more submissive to John and see how he responds. Or maybe let him know about the cage; this sometimes triggers straight Alphas. Or just ask him if he thinks he’s Alpha. These things can lead to questions and conversations.

There really is little to advise Kyle about regarding Master Max’s party. It’s going to happen regardless, and I have no doubt Master Max is going to enjoy showing off his faggot to his Alpha brothers. I just think this is a huge opportunity for Kyle to demonstrate the natural role of a faggot in the lives of straight Alphas!

I’m very excited to hear about what happens this weekend!

Hi Sam, I am a locked faggot who got into cashmasters and I feel like I am doing something wrong. Everytime I get drained I squirt like crazyy. Am I doing something wrong?

No, brother. It’s simply the result of being hyper-stimulated during a drain. It can happen. A faggot can still cum in a chastity cage if they are sexually aroused enough (of course, in those cases the cage acts as a stimulator). I wouldn’t worry about it at all; you’re doing good, brother! 

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As you are aware, a couple days before Valentine’s Day, Declan took me to a very nice fancy restaurant. He really made me feel special.
We had decided not spend our day on February 14th and do it a couple days before. This would prevent the busy restaurants and the extra cost for going out on this day.

The next day, someone “bribed” my boyfriend and had me put in my place by kneeling and being used as a table for dinner. (The story can be found in a recent post on X.)

To summarize it, I was treated like a king one day, and then as his slave the next. He sure made me realize he loves me but then showed me that I’m also owned by him.

The following day, I woke up alone since he was gone to work. I woke up to roses by my pillow and rose pedals on the bed with a note:

“My dear Love,
Enjoy this day and know you are loved by me and that you belong to me forever!
You make my life better and I will be there for you.

Love D xxx”

I was excited and this made my morning!

Fast forward to me walking home from work, I had kept a gift bag at work and was walking home with it. I walked in and he greeted me with a great big hug and kiss. He was dressed up very nice.
I was still at the entrance of our home and after he kissed me he grabbed my hair and directed to my knees. He said:

“Smell! Does it smell good? Pull my cock out and put my cock in your mouth.”

I unzipped and I had to be gentle when taking his cock out since it was hard as a rock. I placed it in my mouth and he hit my hands away. I immediately placed my hands behind my back and sucked him for about 5 minutes until he pulled out and walked away.

I got up and was told to shower and get ready. In my head I was excited and thought he had planned a surprise night out for us and was instantly hard in my chastity.

Once I got out of the shower, he met me in the washroom and kissed me and grabbed my hand and walked me in the room.

I’m naked and only wearing a chain around my neck, ankle and my cock is locked in my chastity. He was dressed up to go out and I asked.

“What would you like me to wear tonight Declan?”

Declan: “Oh babe you are fine naked”

Seconds later I was thrown in the cage and the door was locked with a zip tag that had a serial number on it. Confused, I asked “What’s going on?”

Declan: “We still owe @BindMeTightly from X 12 hours of you in the cage and since we delayed it so much I thought he appreciate you being locked away on Valentine’s Day while I go out on a date.”

Me: “But it’s our day and who you going out with?”

As he is talking to me, he was opening my gift and saw that one of the gifts was a bottle of champagne. He got two glasses and pour each other some and handed me one through the bars of the cage.

Declan: “Cheers to you and me and our love!”

I drank my glass and he advised me that I would be locked in the cage for 12 hours and that he is going to meet a friend for dinner, drinks and a movie. He mentioned that his friend from Montreal arrived by train and wanted to spend the evening with him.

Declan: “I’m not locking the cage with a padlock for safety since I won’t be here. That means if the zip tag is tampered or broken I will be pissed and you will be punished because I will know since the tag has a serial number on it.”

He handed me a huge bottle of water, a McDonald’s bag of food that he hid from me earlier and a big jug to piss in if needed.

He made me kiss his cock through the bars and then spat on me and said “Have fun. I left a couple edibles in the McDonald’s bag for you to take if your bored.”

I spent the night watching movies on my phone. I believe I watched 3 movies on Netflix. I was so happy he left me food as I got the munchies later on from the weed edibles lol.
He would text me often and check up on me but wouldn’t say much.

The text he sent me while I was caged:

“Do you recognize this large cock? I doubt it. You once told me that you assumed he had a huge cock since his bulge looked so big while wearing jeans. Well I can confirm with you that it is large and very juicy and you would have loved to have tasted it!

I spent some time looking at chats and trying to investigate the cock he sent in the pic but I didn’t have any luck. it was a mystery cock.

I must of fell a sleep and woke up at 8am. I looked around and saw that he was sleeping in the bed. My cage door was still shut but I tried to open it. He must of added the pad lock when he got home and I didn’t wake up to it.

A note was placed by the cage door:

“I had a great time yesterday. I hope you did to! Haha

I know your 12 hours was done at 6am but I decided I wanted you to stay caged. Don’t wake me up and be a good little f@ggot/boyfriend prisoner and shut up until I wake up.

I emptied your piss jar since it was almost full.

Love D”

By 9:45am, he got up and walked to me and said: “Suck my cock and then I let you out”.

I sucked his cock through the bars and before he blew his load he pulled out of my mouth and shot all over me and the cage. He walked away and took a shower and left me locked in the cage. Half an hour after his shower, he unlocked the door and told me to get him a coffee.

Later that morning we went out for breakfast and once we got home he said “I took some cialis yesterday and I’m still hard. Get your ass in bed and have it available for me as I’m going to fuck a load in you.”

I can’t explain how excited and fulfilled once I get his DNA fucked in me. I love it! I live for it!

I love my Alpha boyfriend!

I don’t know what happened that night with him and that guy but all I know is that he is happy and that makes me happy! I’m sure the other guy is also happy to have worshipped and spent the evening with my boyfriend:

True story. The end.

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Hi brother Sam, my name is Luke, i’m a faggot and i am serving casually a gay Alpha who i met on grindr, it’s been 8 months we are meeting regularly. He takes chastity really seriously, that’s a big thing for Him. i already enjoyed it, i know it’s good for fags, but i could never go too long with it by myself. He’s pushing my limits, ordering me to keep locked 24/7 since 7 months ago, we had a few breaks between this time, the maximum i stayed locked in a row was 1 month.

The main problem is: i am able to cum caged, i can’t control myself, when i see i am rubbing my locked clit desperate to cum, most of the times i want just to edge myself and stop, but sometimes i went too far and came. i told Him when it happened and He punished me, but i can’t help myself. Do you have any advice? i know i need to stop doing it to focus 100% on Him and His needs.

Thank you for writing! 

First of all, congrats on finding a gay Master who takes chastity seriously and wants to help you deepen your submission. It seems to be a rare thing to find gay Masters devoted to caging their faggots, so that’s great for you! 

I understand your concern. I was uncaged when I voluntarily stopped masturbating altogether. What really helped me was a deep disgust and shame from masturbating because I knew I was insulting Men. Ultimately I do believe that is the only way to success against masturbation. The correct shame needs to be greater than the pleasure. 

Start meditating on why you serve. Really think about and focus on how amazing Men are, and why they deserve obedience, respect, and HONOR. Forget about your peepee and focus instead on your hole. That is what you truly are, after all. 

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Hierarchy 266 – Trust Your Master!

Let go of your fear and trust that your Master wants to improve you!

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