Asian Alphas (when you find them) are surprisingly dominant. They don’t do a lot of talking usually, but what they want is unmistakable.
Master Jin, for example, is one of the greatest Masters this site has ever known. His keen, natural understanding of Hierarchy at a young age led multiple other straight Alphas to start owning/using live-in faggots. Also, his revelatory insights into the need for faggots to be in chastity led me to eventually become a huge proponent of chastity for fags and eventually led to my own caging.
So I’m a huge fan of Asian Masters!
This Asian Master is in complete control of his faggot, and it’s beautiful to see. Not a single motion is wasted as he uses it!
Locktober Day 21 (October 21) Day 482 locked in chastity
Itās Hump Dayā¦ and Iām still locked, still obeying, still owned and controlled by Declan.
Last night, Declan and I decided to unwind a little, just the two of us, a few edibles, and Mamma Mia 2. Yeah, I knowā¦ but trust me, watching that while high was next level. The colours, the music, the warmth of his body beside me, everything felt amplified.
I was curled up next to him, wearing nothing but my collar and boxers. Declan was lounging back, one arm resting behind his head, the other idly tracing the outline of his cock through his shorts. His way of reminding me that even when weāre relaxedā¦ heās still in control.
Just after midnight, he suddenly said,
āHand me your iPad.ā
I didnāt even think twice. I passed it over, eyes still glued to the movie. About twenty minutes later, thereās a knock at the door. It startled me a little, it was late, and I wasnāt expecting anyone. Declan didnāt move, just smirked.
āGo get that.ā
So I got up, bare chest, collared, messy hair, and opened the door. A delivery guy stood there holding a massive McDonaldās bag. He looked me up and down slowly and smiled.
āHere you go, sexy.ā
I froze. My face went hot.
Before I could even respond, my iPad buzzed with a message:
āMy number in case you ever want it šā
Then the order closed out.
I turned back to Declan, still standing in the doorway in nothing but my boxers, and asked,
āDid you order this?ā
He nodded, grinning.
āYeah. Go plate it for me.ā
I carried everything to the kitchen, the smell of fries and burgers filling the air and started arranging the food on plates. Declan always eats like a king, and I love making it perfect for him.
When I brought it over, I instinctively sat down next to him to eat, but he shook his head slowly and tapped the floor.
āNo, babe. On your knees. I want you cockwarming me while I eat.ā
I felt that familiar rush of heat shoot through my body, half fear, half desire.
If youāve never experienced itā¦ cockwarming is when you hold your partnerās cock in your mouth or hole, completely still. No sucking, no movement, no pleasure for yourself. Just serving. Just being there, his.
I knelt in front of him, hands behind my back, opened my mouth, and he guided his soft cock between my lips. No motion, just stillness. His scent. The weight. The quiet control.
He ate in total silence while I knelt there, drooling around his cock, staying perfectly still. His cock would grow and shrink and I continuously gagged from the movements. The movie kept playing, music, laughter, colours dancing on the screen but all I could hear was his chewing, the occasional swallow, and my own heartbeat in my ears.
When he finished eating, he placed his plate aside and leaned back. His hand slid to the back of my head and his cock started to thicken, pulsing between my lips.
Without warning, he pushed deeper, down my throat. My reflexes kicked in and my hands moved forward, trying to balance.
āDID I SAY TO MOVE?!?ā
I froze instantly. Hands went back behind my back, posture straightened, and I let him take full control.
He began to thrust deep, hard, slow strokes that made my eyes water. He watched the movie while using my throat, keeping that same calm expression, like I was just another part of his night. And then, with a low groan, he came hard, shot after shot flooding down my throat while I swallowed every drop.
When he finished, he let go of my head, leaned back, and said quietly:
āGo get me a drink. Then you may eat.ā
I stood, wiped my mouth, brought him his drink, and only then did I grab my plate of cold fries and burger with no ketchup or anything on it.
Thatās life as his. No complaints. Just service. Love my man. Love his cock. Wish I could use mine. šš¦
Sometimes Zack is a good boy and boyfriend, but as his owner, itās my job to make sure he never forgets who he belongs to. Even when he behaves, that fear of disobeying me needs to stay alive. Itās what keeps him obedient, molded, and mine.
Yes, the ass is his, but itās an ass that belongs to me. And Iāll paddle it anytime, any way, and anywhere I damn well choose.
The following post is part of a thread chronicling the journey of a faggot named Ricky who discovered the joy and fulfillment of chastity while in college. CLICK HEREĀ to read all of these posts in chronological order!
In honor of Locktober, I’m publishing stories of faggots who have learned something about themselves through chastity. Write to me if you have something to share!
I really am jealous of some of my brothers who have had experiences like a faggot named Ricky. You see, Ricky was taught the truth about chastity while in college, when an Alpha there took ownership of him and locked him in chastity for the first time. I didn’t get to know the meaning of chastity until later in my life, so I feel like I missed out on those precious years of discovery while in my youth.
Some might say that putting a cage on a young fag’s nub is detrimental, but honestly the benefits far outweigh any detriments. Just listen to Ricky describe his experience:
I always knew I was different from my guy friends growing up. When they would be talking about what girls they got with from school I only ever cared because I wish it was me they were fucking. Like most boys do we talked dick size and I was always the smallest out of my friends. I was always envious of their size and wondered if Iād ever get that big.
Well college came and I met my first alpha. He introduced me to the hierarchy and caged me for the first time. Once the cage was on everything made sense. I knew I was always meant to be caged. I found FWA and leaned more of my place in the hierarchy and got deeper into chastity. This site has helped me to learn and embrace my place as a fag beneath real men. The hierarchy is undeniable.
I wish I had known sooner and locked up back when I was in high school before I tried topping lol
Isn’t it funny how Ricky and I (now both long-term caged fags) wish we would’ve been caged earlier? Why do we feel that way?
It’s because chastity has been teaching us a deeper meaning to our submission. We are learning things about ourselves through chastity that not even simple denial could ever do. Chastity is a journey into oneself, into our own motivations and our reason for being.
Chastity separates us in an undeniable and distinctive way from Men. There are no excuses possible for a caged fag, so delusions. It frees up the mind of a faggot, focuses its mind on its proper place and the only needs that matter: that of the Superior Men around us.
I’m really proud of Ricky for finding a college Alpha who understood the value of caging faggots and took action to cage Ricky’s tiny dicklet!
Any faggots out there still free should really consider it, too! You’ll be a much better faggot for it!
This faggot is 54. It’s locktober but the slave is so frustrated because its Master doesn’t allow it to be caged. It is so nice to be locked and show its submission. But Master decided that the slave should stay in chastity just by the power of Master’s will.
The slave is really grateful and honored that Master thinks it is able to do that. And it will !
Of course it’s easier than for young faggots. The slave is so proud of the young faggots that manage not to jerk and cum.
To be honest, the slave is really ashame when it can’t avoid a hard-on in front of its Master. Master’s aim is that the slave’s clit stays soft. That’s so difficult….
Of course there is only one cock in our relationship. And of course we are both feeling better after cumming, which has a complete different meaning for Him and it.
Do you think that not being allowed to be caged will improve Master power ?
Thank you for the question, brother! Happy Locktober!
Congratulations on having a Master at your age! I occasionally hear from older faggots who complain that they feel they are all washed up, so it’s nice to have an inspirational story like yours to show them all what is actually possible!
I do understand your Master’s perspective, and I can definitely respect it. In some way, he is demonstrating a certain level of trust or faith in you and your ability to obey. He knows you want to honor him in all you do, and this is one way to do that. So I’d definitely look at it that way.
Funnily enough, I never got hard while serving. I was always so in awe of serving and so focused on what I was doing to please them that I simply didn’t even pay attention to myself. Now, mind you, I masturbated A LOT when I was by myself until about 8 years ago, when I began to take a more serious inventory of every aspect of my life and how I was using it. There is a certain responsibility I feel from my functions on this site and for my audience, so I do try to practice what I preach whenever possible. That’s MY point of view, but everybody’s different.
As far as your concluding question, YES I definitely do think that it will grow his power. What Master wouldn’t be flattered and proud to simply command something and have it be done, rather than requiring physical props to make it happen? I can tell you’re a good faggot, and I’m sure you make your Owner proud every day!
Yesterday was day 464 of being locked in chastity under Sir Declanās control (Locktober day 2).
Last night started off like the perfect kind of evening you imagine in your head but never think will actually happen. Sir had already texted me earlier in the day telling me to show up at the gym. As soon as I walked in, his eyes told me everything: this wasnāt going to be a āregularā workout. Between sets heād whisper in my ear, āIām going to make your body better for me. Stronger, tighter, more useful. Youāre mine to build.ā Each word was like a pulse down my spine, a mix of fear and excitement.
After we left the gym, we came home. I immediately started preparing dinner after my shower exactly as heād instructed earlier in the day. I had all the ingredients laid out; I knew the timing had to be perfect. He likes things a certain way: his plate built just right, sauces in the correct order, and the tray neat so he can eat from the couch. I didnāt even make my own plate at first. Instead, I knelt at his feet, rubbing his arches, running my thumbs over the tension in his heels while he ate.
Halfway through his meal he looked down at me, smiled, and said quietly but firmly, āGo get your food.ā I got up and made my own plate, but instead of joining him on the couch, I had to sit on the floor at the coffee table, back turned to him, eating like a servant while he ate like a king. I could hear him breathing, feel the weight of his gaze on me.
We started a movie and for a few minutes I felt that rare softness; he let me curl up next to him, his arms around me, his hand lazily resting on my locked cock through my shorts. But I know him well enough to recognize when that softness changes. His body language shifted. His grip tightened.
He stood up and without raising his voice said in that low, unmistakable tone, āFOLLOW ME!ā As we got in the bedroom, he said: āHands over the cage now.ā My stomach dropped. I knew what was coming.
The cage already sitting there like a silent threat. I raised my arms. He grabbed my left wrist and clicked the cuff to the top bar of the cage, then my right wrist to the other side. Cold metal. No movement. My body completely exposed.
Then came the first strike of the paddle. Not hard enough to break skin but hard enough to sting and echo in the room. He paused, reached for the permanent marker, uncapped it with his teeth, and began writing across my back in thick black letters: āOwned by Declan.ā The ink felt cool at first, then hot as my skin burned from the paddle.
By the time he was done, my ass was bright red, my back a billboard with his name across it, my cock locked and throbbing, collar snug against my throat. He left me like that, wrists chained, ass stinging, for a good 30 to 45 minutes. I could hear him moving around, watching TV in the next room. Every so often heād come back, rub my ass with his palm, slide his fingers into my mouth and say, āI love you, babe,ā before disappearing again. Each time was a tease, a reminder of both his affection and his control.
When he finally released me, he didnāt send me away. He pulled me to the couch, had me lie on my stomach with my head on his lap so he could stroke my hair while watching more TV. My red, sore ass was on display the whole time. His other hand lazily rested on my back where his name was still written, fingers tracing the letters like he was reading them silently.
This is the reality behind the photos and the stories. This is the mix of discipline, service, and care that makes me his.
Hope you enjoy, comment and tell me what you think.
Happy Locktober!! As someone who is trying to extend my Locktober into November and maybe beyond I have to ask, as a locked faggot yourself do you ever cum while caged? Is it something I should try to do or just not worry about it? It is all easier said than done.
Thanks for writing to me! Happy Locktober to you, too!
I have never cum while caged, but I might be a special case. I had used my mind to stop masturbating a few years before being caged, and I’ve never ejaculated from being fucked (not even when being cunted). So I’m not sure I’m the standard.
Other faggots have cum while in their cage, so I know it’s possible.
Personally, I think faggots should really try not to cum as much as possible. Ejaculation is something Men do, not faggots. Plus, not cumming keeps you hornier and needing cock. I always default to recommending that faggots focus on service or preparations for service, rather than servicing themselves.
Today is the first day of October, a day that officially kicks off a month-long celebration of chastity for faggots, subs, and any other beta males called LOCKTOBER.
While AI can’t seem to pinpoint the origin of Locktober, it did suggest that it began sometime after “No-Nut November” started as a meme in 2018. And honestly, I feel pretty confident in suggesting that Locktober started on Tumblr around that time period. I was at Ground Zero on Tumblr during the rich and dizzying heights of the Hierarchical movement on that platform at that time, and I remember it exploding on Tumblr. My site there, Fags Worship Alphas, was booming, and I was constantly fielding questions about chastity.
Here was the problem: I wasn’t in chastity at that time. Even worse, I had a really dismissive attitude toward chastity, maintaining the position that any “real faggot” doesn’t need chastity.
But something was happening inside of me that I didn’t plan nor anticipated. I was sinking deeper and deeper into subspace through my meditations on Alphahood. I was servicing Alphas on the side (I had just been dismissed by my last formal Master prior to starting FWA in 2015), but now I was also covering stories from Alphas all around the world. I began to see the Alpha brotherhood in a more complete way, and it was awe-inspiring. I was actually blessed to coach powerful straight Alphas into taking ownership of and using faggots, and I witnessed the glorious ascendancies of God Alphas because of it.
The net effect of this was a humbling I had never experienced before. I became so ashamed of my free penis that I was still using like Men do, pissing in urinals and masturbating. I felt like a hypocrite.
In a moment of clarity, I decided that I couldn’t wait until I was owned again. I needed to go into chastity immediately in the hope that it would ease my shame.
So I bought my first chastity cage, and then filmed my first locking on March 10, 2020 for the official record:
I instantly felt better, and I began to learn so much more about my own submission/purpose through chastity.
For instance, I began to understand why muscle faggots (like the one pictured above) rely on chastity as a way to refocus themselves on their purpose despite being built like that. Or how chastity can help well-endowed faggots shrink their penises (it really does that!) while also keeping them humble.
But most of all, my experience made me a tireless advocate of chastity in breaking/training new/young faggots. When straight Master Jin first told me that any faggot he owned had to be in chastity (this was 2019), I’m embarrassed to say I was almost critical of it. I had never been in chastity before and always felt it was some fetish nonsense (like the leather scene or pup play). In fact, I credit Master Jin for starting me down the slippery slope toward my own caging.
But now I firmly believe all faggots should be caged.
Why? There are a few reasons:
It clarifies a faggot’s mind, decluttering it.
It forces the faggot into a meditative state
It humbles the faggot
It helps the faggot appreciate the power of Men
It makes the faggot hungrier for service
It forces the faggot to accept the natural differences between a Man and itself.
The effect of chastity on me has been profound. So thoroughly was I changed after two years in chastity that, when I had to come out of chastity to serve two years in prison in 2022, I never got hard once during those years, and every day I yearned to be locked up in chastity again. The shame of being in prison wasn’t as bad for me as the shame of being out of my proper place – in chastity.
Wanna guess what I did immediately after getting out?
It’s been an incredible five year journey with chastity, and I wholeheartedly encourage any free faggots to try it this Locktober. Trust me, it’s even better if you lock yourself and successfully remain locked the entire month, because it’s a gift you’ve given yourself (rather than one imposed on you by an Alpha).
Hey! Im still pretty new to being caged and Iām really loving it, itās what feels most natural to me. One thing Iāve noticed though is that Iām not able to cum while I wear the cage, Iāll finger myself or use a dildo to try and cum because I donāt like jerking, but I canāt actually cum without taking the cage off and jerking. Do you know how to help with this? Or are faggots not supposed to cum? Thank you!
Hi brother! Thank you for writing to me!
First off, congratulations on starting your journey into chastity! It sounds like you’re already noticing positive changes! Trust me, if you devote yourself to chastity and really meditate on its meaning, you’ll really start to feel a huge difference in your outlook and attitude. Men will notice it as well!
Also, I commend you for trying to work on your pussy while caged. Chastity has multiple applications for faggots, and one of those involves a faggot discovering the purpose and functions of its pussy because it is no longer able to use its nub for satisfaction.
Personally, I have never cum while wearing my chastity cage, but I have developed tremendous control nowadays. For you just starting out, it’s probably necessary to expel semen. Ideally you’d want to do this by milking cum out of you by manipulating your prostate with either a finger, or with that dildo. I’ve heard of faggots doing both. I’ve covered them both on this site. If you do a search for the word “milking” in this site’s search bar and you will find posts about that.
On a related note: a reader wrote in about cunting himself with a dildo while trying to milk his prostate. I’ve never experienced that, but it’s technically possible: https://hierarchyuniversity.com/questions-from-readers-450/
Hello there!! I am 32 now and I always knew that I am a faggot. I got fucked in my ass for the first time at age 17 by a 56 year old man. I always had girlfriends and affairs with women while I permanently enjoyed to be a faggot slut for older men. I am single for 3 years now and since then locked in chastity by my female roommate, and to be perfectly honest I love it like that. IĀ don’t want to use my limp dick because I feel like a total faggot and I only want and need to serve and satisfy men. I go to adult cinemas and public cruising areas a few times a week, serving every man with all my holes completely naked in my chastity cage and I love it and crave it. Actually today 4 strangers came on my face. But I can’t really go the next step and fully embrace it. What is my problem?
Thank you for the question, brother!
I’m a little confused … why don’t you think you’ve fully embraced your place as a faggot? You’re now voluntarily in chastity, you’re actively serving Men with your holes, and you sound fairly submissive (I mean, a female told you to go into chastity!).
What part of being a faggot are you not fulfilling? What is that “next step” in your mind?
Are you maybe referring to referring to yourself as a faggot in everyday life or with people in your life? Or are you referring to the fact that you aren’t owned by a Master? If either of those things are concerns, let me dissuade you now. You’re a faggot on the INSIDE before you’re anything on the outside. I think you ARE a fully realized faggot already, and there’s nothing holding you back or lacking in you.
In my opinion, I think you should put aside these self-doubts and continue what you’re doing.
Yesterday made it painfully clear why Sir Declan set this sentence, being moody for being cucked while he had a weekend date wasnāt acceptable, and he decided I needed to learn the lesson properly.
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Day one started with paddles and 4Ā½ hours locked in my jail cell. I was sore, humiliated, and already missing him which is exactly the point.
When he came home from the gym yesterday he didnāt say much. He had me put my hands through the bars of the cage and the cold metal cuffs clicked shut around my wrists. The cuff chain tightened so I couldnāt pull back. Then he latched shackles on my ankles to the cage so I was forced to stand there, exposed and completely immobilized. He pulled my shorts down, and every strike of the paddle landed with a loud slap and a burning sting that worked its way into my thighs and ass. Between hits he would whisper that he loved me and that this was necessary for us to be right, that the pain was part correction and part care.
When the paddling stopped he unfastened the cuffs, ordered me to strip, and shoved me back into the cell naked. The door slammed and the lock turned. I sat on the cold floor with my hands over my chest, breathing in the quiet, feeling the afterburn of each hit and the shame that came with it.
Four hours later he came back. The click of his keys felt like a mercy. He opened the cell and let me come sit on the floor in front of him while he relaxed on the couch. He put his hands on my shoulders and worked out the knots with firm presses. Every so often heād kiss the top of my head like I was a child he both owned and wanted to protect. We turned on The Simpsons, a small, ridiculous bit of normalcy and the contrast between the tenderness and what Iād just been through made me ache to be better for him.
When it was time for bed I was allowed to sleep with him, but mercy didnāt mean freedom. Sir was hard and told me to work on his cock. I climbed on top and obeyed. His skin was warm against my mouth, his fingers tangled in my hair, and he kept my head down until he emptied himself, hard and hot down my throat. He didnāt let me pull away; he made sure I swallowed every last drop. Afterward he murmured, āGood boy, you didnāt gag this time. Okay, now bed time.ā Praise that stung almost as much as the paddles, because it reminded me Iād passed another test.
I expect tonight when I come home from work Iāll be greeted at the door with handcuffs again, escorted straight to the bedroom for more paddles, and returned to my cell to continue the sentence. I donāt like the discipline, but I understand it. I appreciate his guidance, his corrections, and his love, even when itās rough. I will keep working to be the submissive he wants, to obey, and to earn those small, private moments of tenderness.
Zack (Owned by Sir Declan) āāāāāāāāāā
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How do I stay motivated to stay in Chastity? I dont have a proper owner- if I did this wouldn’t be an issue. I do have some alphas that fuck me on occasion, but it is very causual and not quite an ‘owner’ situation if you will. Neither of them are very into chastity, and one them actually doesn’t want me to wear a cage (he doesnt touch my dick, but I guess he doesnt like the look of them).
But outside of those, I often give in after maybe a week or so and unlock and jerk off 3 to 4 times in a row. How do I stop?
Thanks for the question, brother!
Stopping any kind of addiction (like masturbation) always involves a mindset/belief system shift. For example, people don’t permanently quit smoking until they truly get grossed out by the habit and put it down.
I finally stopped masturbating all the time when I began to think so deeply about how inferior I was to Men that I began to be ashamed to cum like them. I felt I was insulting them.
After that step, about two years later I was so ashamed about being free that I caged myself in honor of Alphas and Men in general.
I do think the way I did it is the framework for faggots who are unowned or owned by Masters who don’t care about chastity. It all starts in your mind and how you view the truth about yourself.
Chastity became such an important part of my life that it was disorienting to take off the cage for my imprisonment for two years. Upon my release, I couldn’t wait to put it back on!
The following post is part of a thread chronicling the continuing ascension of a 21-year-old bisexual Alpha named Master Joe and his ownership of his best friendās faggot brother.Ā CLICK HEREĀ for all posts in this thread in chronological order!
I’ve never seen a picture of Master Joe, but from his writing style and attitude I’d say Master Joe is that prototypical all American fratboy. He’s like a playful, confident lion; immensely powerful, but in no dire need to exert that power. And when he does utilize that power, he does so in disarmingly fun ways.
I do believe that owning a faggot is helping Master Joe refocus that playful energy into something more thoughtful. At first, owning that faggot (the brother of his best friend/chief rival) was a bit of jocular one-upsmanship. However, as time has gone on and his ownership over the faggot has deepened, Master Joe is starting to also deepen his understanding of the faggot mind and what it needs.
Take, for example, this very recent thought Master Joe had:
Hey fag Sam, this is Master Joe! Happy, healthy, and breeding holes as always
I had a conversation with my fag bf last night and I want your opinion about it. He was telling me that it’s much easier to take my cock now because he’s used to the shape and the size, then I asked if it still hurts him. I have no idea of how it feels because I have never bottomed, but I thought that after a while it would not hurt at all. However, my fag said that taking a cock always hurts a little bit, just a little bit, even when the pussy is properly trained. And then I realized that this is not a problem. In fact, I think that it’s important that the fag feel a little bit of pain. I think of myself working out. After a hard training, I like to feel my muscles hurt, it makes me feel that I am growing stronger. Likewise, when a fag takes a hard cock and his hole hurts afterwards I think it’s a good way to make the boy remind of who he is. What is the point of serving a superior man if it doesn’t involve some sacrifice?
I am not saying that fags deserve to suffer, I take care of my fag and love him. I think real men should never hurt girls or fags in bed, but causing this little discomfort in their stretched pussy is important for his training. Does that make sense?
I really want to become a better Alpha and embrace my role more and more everyday.
See how faggot ownership is altering Master Joe’s perspective? He’s starting to consider not only his needs, but also what’s best for the faggot he owns. This maturity is also leading him to consider his own Alphahood and how he can more fully embrace that lofty promise.
In regards to Master Joe’s specific thoughts, I say the following:
Master, it’s always so wonderful to hear from you! Thank you for writing in!
This is a very keen observation on your part, one that deserves more scrutiny and consideration by all, not just faggots. Yes indeed, some pain is definitely part of a faggot’s life. As you noted, pain is actually a beneficial part of a faggot’s life, because that pain shapes the faggot’s mind and its sense of self and purpose.
You’ll never know the pain involved in having a big Alpha cock violating your holes (yes, let’s not forget the pain of being throat fucked!), but it’s never easy to take if the faggot is maintaining its pussy muscles and not abusing them to the point of prolapse. You Alphas want a tight, snug hole to fuck, but the trade-off is pain on the part of the faggot.
But here’s the key: that pain is pleasure for faggots! When an Alpha is entering us and it hurts, we are deriving pleasure from that pain EMOTIONALLY. We know we are pleasing our Alpha, and that emotional pleasure (or, more properly, hierarchical pleasure) sends endorphins flooding into our bloodstream from the excitement of being used properly. The harder and more intensely we are fucked, the greater the endorphin rush.
The intensity of this pain/pleasure crucible while being fucked is so great that, if and when an Alpha cunts us, the unexpected explosion of that feeling becomes overwhelming. That’s why cunting is such a startling and unforgettable experience for faggots, and why cunted faggots are essentially owned for life by the Alpha who cunted it.
And Master, as you said in your letter, that pain trains the faggot to always remember what it is. Like an invisible chastity cage, the throbbing ache of a well-fucked hole constantly reminds the faggot of its Master and its purpose. So pain isn’t a bad thing for faggots. In fact, I think it’s a good and natural part of our place in hierarchy! Thank you, Master!
That explanation was a bit more intense than I initially intended, but I really like it! I think I might use it as the core of a larger examination on the site! Or maybe a podcast episode!
But you see why I love Master Joe so much, right? He’s an amazing Alpha and Master, and his little faggot is lucky to have him hurting it every night!
Sorry in advance but this will be pretty long but Iāve loved your pages for years and would really like some help. So recently I broke up with my long term boyfriend and turned 21, itās been a big time of change for me personally and I want truly embrace the faggot I feel like I am inside but Iām a little unsure how to do that. My ex was a dom and the relationship started as a dom/sub dynamic but evolved into a more typical relationship so I havenāt actually had many true āslaveā experiences. Iām on the apps and Iāve ordered myself a cage and dildo so Iām hoping that will help but is there any advice you can give me about other things I can do or places I can go that will help me have more kinky experiences. I definitely know that I am a faggot and would love to be a slave to a dom I just donāt really know how to go about this.
Iāve also got another question about 2 doms Iāve served a few times but that can wait I donāt want this to be too long.
Hope to hear from you, Faggot JJ
Brother, thank you for the question!
Iām not sure there is much advice left to give you, honestly. After all, youāve already been in a Dom/sub relationship, you recognize what you are, and youāre getting a cage and a dildo to start training yourself. Thatās really the perfect starter package for a faggot!
I think you will find that chastity will really transform you in unexpected-but-important ways. Take it seriously, and let it work on you for a while for maximum effect!
The only other thing youād need to do is eventually search for and find an Alpha to own and train you. That wonāt be hard given the self-work youāre doing now!
Iām proud of you for what youāre doing! Faggots who take their natural purpose seriously succeed!
The following post is part of a thread following the rise of a 22-year-old Italian Alpha named Master Paolo who owns a muscle faggot.Ā CLICK HEREĀ to read all of these posts in chronological order!
Unfortunate fact: most Alphas seem to prefer smooth, twinky fags. However I’ve encountered several Alphas who love (and prefer) big, burly, muscular faggots. Now, I have no data to back this up, but these Alphas who prefer to mount and breed bigger faggots seem to be more powerful, more aggressive, and more demanding than others.
Master Paolo definitely fits in that category. His descriptions of how much he loves to fuck and breed larger fags practically drip with lust. I can almost hear him grinding his teeth and licking his lips at just the thought!
His need to dominate larger faggots naturally led Master Paolo to another idea: CHASTITY!
Hey faggot, this is Master Paolo from Italy again. What’s up?
I wanna ask you about chastity cages. Bruno, my fag boyfriend, is a strong muscular man, 25 years old. I am also strong and muscular, 22 years old. We met at the gym and have been together for 6 months. Since our first night together, Bruno told me that he didn’t like to touch his dick during sex (which was a huge turn on for me). I felt like a real King when that powerful and strong dude got on his knees to suck my dick and my balls, licking and worshiping me. And the best part is that, unlike most of the guys I met in the past, he didn’t expect me to suck his dick in return. The first time I fucked him, I shot a nice load in his ass to make sure he wouldn’t forget me. And although he got hard he did not touch his dick at any time. It was awesome. I bought some jockstraps for him right after our first encounter and form then on I’ve been fucking him wearing those.
But I’ve been thinking about putting him on a cage. I don’t think his dick should be just hidden under a jockstrap. It should be locked as the fag he is. I have never fucked a fag wearing one of those but the idea really turns me on. As I told you a few days ago, femboys or women don’t turn me on. I like the feeling of breeding someone who everybody thinks is a powerful man, a strong leader, but in fact is serving me in the bedroom. Since I was a teenager, my thing has been taking the masculinity of strong men, turning them into my cumdumps no matter how much protein they eat or how many hours they work out. For this reason, I think that caging my fag bf will really turn me on. But his dick is quite big, ironically even bigger than mine. Thick, long, but useless.
How do you think I could approach that and how could I find a big cage for him? Thanks!
First of all, I love experiences like this because it highlights the fact that faggots can have large dicks, but that large dick is MEANINGLESS because it’s attached to a male that is not equipped to use it and lacks the desire/understanding to use it. Is there some sort of body dysmorphia going on here? Probably. But it’s real nonetheless.
Of course, I think chastity is a fantastic idea. Since being caged four years ago, I’ve become a huge proponent of faggots being put in chastity (I largely have Master Jin to thank for that!). It simply puts a faggot into a state of perpetual subspace and gives them a constant reminder of their place.
There are places that design chastity cages for larger penises. Here’s an example of one printed via 3D printing by a company called kink3d.com:
I’m sure there are other such places selling these kinds of products as well.
When an Alpha takes the step of locking his faggot in chastity, it’s an outward sign of ownership that is quite meaningful for both the Master and the faggot. It’s like a ring. It’s meant to be forever.
Iāve been watching the fag descent of social media porn star @AlexxxGrant21 for a long time, and itās clear heās getting to a place of total acceptance of his faghood.
It can be hard descending into faghood in the public eye. People who followed you before for different reasons now must see you in a different light.
But there is no other choice now. Alex continues to expertly serve big-dicked Alphas like @boy9_xxx (pictured above) with expert skill and proper fag etiquette. Heās a terrific example for other faggots on how to properly and worshipfully serve.
Iād just love it if heād get in chastity, though. Heās still semi-preoccupied by his little penis, and that sets a bad precedent. Even uber-faggot @JoeyMillsxxx has been in chastity.
I just think it would help Alex embrace his true purpose even more and in a personal way, in his life beyond the camera.
