The following post is part of a thread chronicling a gay marriage that has blossomed into a hierarchical union between a faggot named Dean and his husband. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!

Accepting Hierarchical truth is one of the most fundamental things we ever do as males. That acceptance informs everything we understand about ourselves, our needs, and our purpose. It also defines how we interact with other Men.

Nowhere is this more true than in a marriage between two Men. One must take the lead, and the other must submit and serve that leadership. It’s simply unavoidable. Even in an Alpha couple, one will most often take headship over the other. It’s the way of Nature itself.

This was the issue when a faggot named Dean wrote to me a few months ago. His six-year marriage was falling apart, his husband literally packing his bags when an Alpha rage overtook him and he essentially raped Dean. This reassertion of his dominance realigned their relationship for the better. You can read that account by following the link above.

Now Dean returns with an interesting new development. Read on:

Sam, I don’t know if you remember my story from a few months ago on how me and my husband saved our marriage by accepting our natural roles in the hierarchy. I thought that you could be interested in an update, since it is thanks to your hierarchical truth that we are still together after all.

As I mentioned, soon after I accepted that I was a faggot I started serving him sexually and my husband didn’t allow me to come. Initially this arrangement was very satisfying for the both of us, but being used to get off regularly for years, I started to feel the urge to masturbate when he was not at home (I know that hiding it from my husband was terrible and I still regret it every single day!).

One day he came home early and he found me with my hand around my erect dicklet. Oh Sam, I can still remember his face of disgust! He was very angry and he almost left me. I got on my knees and pleaded for him to stay, promising that I would follow every rule from now on. I think he understood that I was still a newly born faggot and forgave me, but he also made very clear that he could not trust my word anymore. He said: “if you are going to behave like a bad boy, I will treat you like one”. From this point he forced me to get in a chastity case and he put those pet cameras around the house to watch me through an app on his phone.

Things are going very well now! The chastity cage really helped me control my old urges and made me realise that my clit is no longer my sexual organ. I also feel my husband’s presence through the cameras at all time, and he likes to speak through them to order me to take my clothes off or assume position at random times during the day. I feel so lucky and I would not change it for anything!

love,

Dean

Wow, that’s awesome!

I love how thoroughly Dean’s husband has embraced his Alphahood! Can it ever be denied? These powerful Men are BORN to dominate and be served/worshiped! He was living the lie of equality for YEARS until he simply couldn’t take it any longer. But his rape (I’m using the term purposefully) of Dean was most useful in helping him reassert his Alphahood and embrace his true purpose!

So now we can see how that event has progressed as both Dean and his husband have more fully accepted their proper roles!

I love how forcefully Dean’s husband asserted control over Dean’s secret masturbation! To some Alphas, a faggot masturbating is a form of infidelity. To all Alphas, a faggot masturbating is a sign of disrespect to the natural order. MEN masturbate if they choose to, but faggots are not Men and do not deserve such privileges. Such an act is an affront to the glory of Men and to the sacredness of cock.

So he put Dean in chastity – something he was trusting that Dean wouldn’t need – and that has made all the difference!

As I’ve said about chastity ever since I started experiencing it myself, the device clarifies your mind and purpose. It helps a faggot more deeply connect to its submission, and helps to achieve perpetual subspace. I think Dean more fully understands what I mean!

I’ve heard some over the years complain that the Alpha/faggot dynamic has no place in a marriage, that marriage should be made of mutual respect.

But what could be more respectful than to acknowledge the intrinsic purpose of yourself and your partner? We gain respect and fulfillment from our partner when we fulfill our purpose and allow them to fulfill theirs.

To those uneducated in Hierarchical dynamics, Dean’s rape by his husband might seem horrifying, the opposite of respect. But look what it has wrought! It was exactly what was needed to reset their relationship into what Nature had intended all along!

Thank you for updating, Dean!

Hi again Sam

I hope you don’t mind this faggot following up on your very interesting reply to my last question.  Faggot wondered if it could ever be  the case that true Masters  occasionally like to take cock themselves – your answer made faggot think it’s not acceptable yet it  has had some further thoughts on this which it would like to share.  Masters have the freedom to seek pleasure wherever and however They choose. By exercising  that choice They are asserting Their rights, and faggot guesses (obviously no faggot can truly understand the mind of an alpha) that sometimes some Masters may enjoy the sensation of having Their hole penetrated. Faggot wonders if this would be  per se a loss of dignity or a diminution of a Master’s masculinity?  An interesting question, faggot thinks, for discussion in the Hierarchy University.

Of course in this faggot’s case the particular issue in the original question was its own embarrassment at having to use its dicklet in such a way; but then again, as Master has always declared that faggot’s dicklet belongs to Him then faggot supposes it could be argued that Master is merely using His own property to please Himself. This is all very perplexing for a mere faggot brain!!

The issue of faggot’s relationship with its dicklet (not really belonging to it but to Master, of course) is sometimes a difficult one to manage.  Faggot has for many years had a serious problem with masturbation but Master prefers it not to wear a device because He believes that developing self-control is a  much more fulfilling practice.  By having to struggle every day when temptation arises faggot is constantly having to focus on and strengthen its commitment to Master’s command.  However over time this has become much easier and faggot now finds the idea of masturbation repellent and selfish whilst the word itself – masturbation- seems ugly.  Faggot guesses that its growth towards dissociating its dicklet from any legitimate kind of sexual  pleasure (even though it still experiences powerful erections) has made it more difficult to satisfy Master’s very occasional commands to fuck Him – yet again faggot finds itself shuddering at the inappropriateness of those two words! Thank you Sam for taking the trouble to take on board this silly faggot’s meanderings.  It hopes you have more wise words to dispense!

Thanks for writing again, brother!

Even though I’m now a big proponent of chastity (locked for all of five years aside from my two years in prison), that wasn’t always the case. None of my Masters ever required it of me because I have a tiny penis that never got hard while serving, so it wasn’t an issue. However, I DID have a secret masturbation problem for my entire life until right before I self-locked. I overcame that issue thanks to starting this site, actually! I became intimately involved with some God Alphas, and they so humbled me that I eventually became ashamed of masturbating. Then I eventually became ashamed of using my penis like Men do (for example, using a urinal). So masturbation stopped, and I eventually self-locked out of desperation.

It sounds like your evolution is following the same path as mine. I think it’s wise of your Master to have you overcome masturbation voluntarily using self-control rather than a device. But once you do have it under control, I do hope your Master does agree to lock you in chastity. There is something profound about being locked. It has truly changed my life for the better.

I do think you should have a respectful-but-frank conversation with your Master about your feelings regarding you topping him. You need to help him see how this is hurting you, and also how it is hurting how you view him. You need to help him understand that you want nothing more than to serve him and submit to him, but topping him not only makes you extremely uncomfortable, it bit also degrades that submission you feel toward him.

Your Master sounds like an insightful Alpha. I’m sure he will listen and understand if you explain it to him.

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Let’s look at the following clip together. Try to find out what’s wrong with it.

You may not see anything wrong with it at all, but most Alphas will tell you that the faggot masturbating itself is at least irritating, if not absolutely enraging.

Why It Matters

Alphas have certain non-negotiables. For instance, they expect inferiors to be submissive and follow their direction. They also expect inferiors to give them freedom and privacy, especially when the need to hunt arises in them.

But most of all, Alphas expect RESPECT. This is natural, because they are superior Men, Men that other Men yield to, follow, and obey. As leaders of Men, they cannot expect to fulfill such responsibilities without respect from everyone, from second-in-command down to the lowliest slave.

This need for respect extends even into the interiors of an Alpha’s life, to his bedroom and beside his bosom. His women must show him respect as a conqueror who plants his children in their wombs. And his faggots must show him respect as a mighty god whose every molecule is holy, and every moan of pleasure, a decree.

Faggots naturally have such respect for Alphas, which is why Alphas are so drawn to owning and using them.

However, when a faggot doesn’t have respect (or it loses respect) for its Alpha, it manifests in ways both subtle and obvious. For example, a faggot starts to openly complain about certain conditions, like the unfairness of chastity or the use of other fags (or females). These kinds of behaviors can be (and often are) swiftly corrected by discipline.

But a more subtle form of disrespect occurs when faggots masturbate themselves while being used. In these instances the faggot is treating its Alpha like a dildo rather than a King. The faggot is daydreaming that its sexual pleasure/orgasm is just as important as the Alpha’s.

I think many Alphas let this behavior slide in the moment because they are rutting and enjoying the pleasures of their own cock. Other Alphas are simply less concerned with such matters, blithely unaware of the disrespect being shown literally under their noses.

Faggots who do such disrespectful acts in front of an Alpha should understand that they are ultimately hurting themselves. They’re reinforcing corrosive behaviors that will lead to failures down the road. And, much worse, they will no longer be viewed by their Masters as something special, a treasured possession wholly devoted to service. Instead, the faggot cheapens itself through masturbation, and it becomes just another untrained, undisciplined whore.

Watch these videos. Notice the faggots in them. These faggots completely accept their place and function within Hierarchy.

An Alpha fucking obedient and RESPECTFUL faggots like these can only feel more powerful.

And THAT is the point of faggot service!

So brothers, endeavor to stop masturbating. Go into chastity if you need/want to.

Humble and control yourself, surrendering everything in service to Alphas. Your show of respect will always be rewarded!

My boyfriend and I have been in a relationship for the past six years. Recently he had to move in a different country for some months so we are experiencing long distance for the first time.

I refer to us as “boyfriends” because that’s how we’re publicly viewed but as a matter of fact I’m a faggot and he’s my master.

To spice things up, since we won’t be able to see each other for another two months, he decided to revoke any permission to touch myself, so that I could “enjoy it more when we are together”, as he said. Naturally I accepted his will without any doubt that it is the best thing that I could do, but now, two weeks in, I’m really struggling. I don’t have a cage, so I feel “it” yearning to be touched in a way. I never did chastity before but i really don’t want to disappoint my master in any way so I’m refraining to do anything that he wouldn’t want me to do.

What I’m asking is if there’s anything that could make this easier??

also I’m curious if don’t touching myself for so long will make cumming from being fucked easier in some ways.

Brother, thank you for writing!

I really admire you for trying so hard (no pun intended) to remain faithful to your Master’s command to refrain from masturbating! It’s definitely not easy, especially if you’re new to it and are accustomed to jerking off all the time. I know too many faggots who would just masturbate anyway, their unfaithful and disobedient minds reasoning that their Master would never know for sure. You’re clearly different!

I don’t have any surefire method for this … I only know what worked for me. I had largely masturbated at least once every day since I started puberty, even while being owned. None of my Masters ever knew anything about it, nor did any of them ever demand anything regarding masturbation with me because I was never hard while serving.

When I started this site in 2015, I was still masturbating constantly (all the amazing porn I was uploading didn’t help!). However, as I really came to deeply know and respect some powerful God Alphas, I began to feel shame that I was using my penis like other Men, Men like them. That shame led me to slowly lose an interest in masturbating until I stopped.

By then, I was discovering the pride these Masters felt when their faggots accepted chastity in order to honor them, and my path toward chastity began. I finally understood that chastity isn’t a fetish (which is what I previously thought), but it is a profound way that faggots can show complete respect and devotion to both Alphas and to service. Finally I could no longer take it, so I caged myself (I was without an Owner at the time). The wonders I’ve discovered since being caged far outweigh the desire to masturbate, I assure you.

So I guess this is long way of telling you that you need to develop a disgust and shame for the practice, just the same way longterm smokers finally get sick of it and put them down forever. It’s really that, plus the fact that you love your Master more than you love yourself. There really isn’t more magic than that.

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Day 523 locked

NNN is over

Denial December • Day 1

He keeps asking if he’s getting unlocked tonight.

In 13 hours he’ll be on his knees in front of me while I check whether anyone has extended his sentence… or if he thinks he’s getting released.

I’m asking my hierarchy fans to step in and keep Zack locked for at least 2 more days so he does not get released for his birthday.

If you want to go further, a month added means he won’t be released for:

— Denial December

— His Birthday

— Christmas

— New Year’s Eve

— And not until next year on 2026

He thinks he deserves a break to finally pleasure himself. I don’t agree.

He wasn’t going to post the links again, but I told him leaving them out would be a very bad idea.  I’m happy to post them here.

Thank you, 

Sir Declan 

Check out my links to extend his chastity sentence, oh and btw his birthday is December 3rd and I added many features to make his ass VERY red and yes I will be posting the videos and pics for everyone to enjoy!

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Yesterday was Halloween, and I couldn’t wait to finally get out and have some fun. Declan had told me earlier that we’d hit Church Street and check out the bars, so the moment I got home from work, I rushed to get ready.

He’d already laid my outfit out on the couch ,a tight orange prisoner costume. I was about to change into it, but he told me to slow down, finish my drink first, and chill while he “handled something on his phone.”

If you know Sir Declan, you know this, when he’s quiet and focused, it usually means he’s plotting something. And he never warns me.

A few minutes later, he said, “Babe, come to the room.”
The lights were set up already on bright like he was about to film a scene.

I asked, “What’s with the setup? Aren’t we going out?”
Before I could even process it, he made me kneel in front of the jail cage, cuffed my hands above my head, and locked them to the top bars.

He leaned down and said calmly, “Honestly, I’m not sure if I want you going out tonight.”

Then, knock knock.
Someone was at the door.

Declan smiled, grabbed a carved pumpkin, and shoved it over my head. My world went dark except for a hole where my mouth was. I could barely hear or breathe through the thick shell, only muffled sounds.

I heard the front door open. Then metal clicking. Another pair of cuffs.

When Declan came back, he said, “A buddy’s here, he’s handcuffed to the wall in the living room. You’ve been a good boy lately, Zack. So tonight, I’m gonna use you while I cuck him.”

That’s when he shoved his cock down my throat through the mouth hole of the pumpkin. His hips slammed against the pumpkin’s rim as I gagged and drooled, completely blind and restrained.

When he came, his load sprayed inside the pumpkin, hitting my beard, my lips, and even my eye through the cutout. I was left there dripping, unable to wipe it off, while he went back to the other room.

About 30 minutes later, he returned, laughing when he saw my eye swollen and red. “You got cum-eye, bitch. Looks like pink eye now.”

He wrapped a chain around my waist, pad locked it, zip-tied my hands to it, and shoved me into the cage. The cell door closed with a click, and then I heard the distinct snap of a serial tag zip-lock, no escape.
He uses ziptags when he leaves the house while I’m locked away, so that if any emergency happens, I can get away but he will know that the serial number ziptag was tampered with.

“You’re in for the night,” he said. “I’m heading out with the guy for Halloween.”
He turned on the Blue Jays game, shut the bedroom door, and left.

When he came home around 2 a.m., I felt his lips press through the bars, kissing me before cutting the zip ties. Then he replaced the zip lock with a padlock on the door, smirked, and went to bed.

This morning, before leaving for work, he unlocked the padlock and said only:
“Have dinner ready tonight. Clean the house. I left the guy’s underwear on the couch, full of cum. Guess who’s cum! Enjoy.”

So yeah, Halloween ended, Locktober ended, but my chastity didn’t.

It’s November 1st, and I’ve officially entered No Nut November.
My next bail hearing for release is set for December 1st.

Hope your Halloween was wild, just maybe not as locked-up as mine. 🎃

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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!

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Locktober Day 21 (October 21)
Day 482 locked in chastity

It’s Hump Day… and I’m 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 know… 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 we’re relaxed… he’s still in control.

Just after midnight, he suddenly said,

“Hand me your iPad.”

I didn’t even think twice. I passed it over, eyes still glued to the movie. About twenty minutes later, there’s a knock at the door. It startled me a little, it was late, and I wasn’t expecting anyone. Declan didn’t move, just smirked.

“Go get that.”

So I got up, bare chest, collared, messy hair, and opened the door. A delivery guy stood there holding a massive McDonald’s bag. He looked me up and down slowly and smiled.

“Here you go, sexy.”

I froze. My face went hot.

Before I could even respond, my iPad buzzed with a message:

“My number in case you ever want it 😉”

Then the order closed out.

I turned back to Declan, still standing in the doorway in nothing but my boxers, and asked,

“Did you order this?”

He nodded, grinning.

“Yeah. Go plate it for me.”

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.

“No, babe. On your knees. I want you cockwarming me while I eat.”

I felt that familiar rush of heat shoot through my body, half fear, half desire.

If you’ve never experienced it… cockwarming is when you hold your partner’s 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.

“DID I SAY TO MOVE?!?”

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:

“Go get me a drink. Then you may eat.”

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.

That’s life as his.
No complaints. Just service.
Love my man. 
Love his cock.
Wish I could use mine. 🍌💦

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Sometimes Zack is a good boy and boyfriend, but as his owner, it’s 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. It’s what keeps him obedient, molded, and mine.

Yes, the ass is his, but it’s an ass that belongs to me.
And I’ll paddle it anytime, any way, and anywhere I damn well choose.

Sir Declan

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A caged faggot is literally a toy for Alphas.

A fleshlight.

It’s a failed male that has surrendered its nub out of respect for the cocks of true Men.

When a Man presents his cock to it, it knows what to do.

It was born for this. #HierarchyIsTruth

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What can an Alpha change in his fggot, and what are the benefits?

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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 HERE 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 I’d 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!

Hi brother,

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! 

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Yesterday was day 464 of being locked in chastity under Sir Declan’s 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 wasn’t going to be a “regular” workout. Between sets he’d whisper in my ear, “I’m going to make your body better for me. Stronger, tighter, more useful. You’re mine to build.” 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 he’d 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 didn’t 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, “Go get your food.” 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, “FOLLOW ME!”
As we got in the bedroom, he said:
“Hands over the cage now.” 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: “Owned by Declan.” 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 he’d come back, rub my ass with his palm, slide his fingers into my mouth and say, “I love you, babe,” before disappearing again. Each time was a tease, a reminder of both his affection and his control.

When he finally released me, he didn’t 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.

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Hi Sam,

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. 

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Hierarchy 288 – Locktober

Lock ’em up, everybody!

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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:

1. It clarifies a faggot’s mind, decluttering it.
2. It forces the faggot into a meditative state
3. It humbles the faggot
4. It helps the faggot appreciate the power of Men
5. It makes the faggot hungrier for service
6. 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).

I wish you all a Happy Locktober!

Hey! Im still pretty new to being caged and I’m really loving it, it’s what feels most natural to me. One thing I’ve noticed though is that I’m not able to cum while I wear the cage, I’ll finger myself or use a dildo to try and cum because I don’t like jerking, but I can’t 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/  

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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. I  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.  

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Punishment.

Yesterday made it painfully clear why Sir Declan set this sentence, being moody for being cucked while he had a weekend date wasn’t acceptable, and he decided I needed to learn the lesson properly.

Day one started with paddles and 4½ 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 didn’t 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 couldn’t 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 he’d 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 I’d 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 didn’t 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 didn’t let me pull away; he made sure I swallowed every last drop. Afterward he murmured, “Good boy, you didn’t gag this time. Okay, now bed time.” Praise that stung almost as much as the paddles, because it reminded me I’d passed another test.

I expect tonight when I come home from work I’ll 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 don’t like the discipline, but I understand it. I appreciate his guidance, his corrections, and his love, even when it’s 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)
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