So I decided to reach out to him finally after years of watching him from afar as he lived out his dreams as a college hockey player… it was the best decision I ever made. He remembered me instantly. He laughed when he saw me and I told him about everything that had happened. He didn’t blame me at all actually for being so stuck up on him these last few years and explained that he did something called “cunting” me? Apparently he said he did that on purpose? Though when I asked him to explain it he just said “you don’t get to ask questions fag”.
First of all, I’m very proud of you for finally working up the courage to contact him! I thought it was kind of pathetic that you were stalking him in the shadows! You needed to do this, even if only for your own self-respect!
But his response was most extraordinary! Don’t you realize what he told you??? He said he “cunted” you – that means he was a reader of mine at some point! He probably read it on fagsworshipalphas.com back in the day! I’m BY FAR the most prolific writer on the subject of cunting. Here’s my primer on it: https://hierarchyuniversity.com/being-cunted/
The following post is part of a thread following the continuing service of a faggot named James who has been serving a young straight Alpha for TEN YEARS. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!
Ever since I first began to write about and define the experience of cunting (which was virtually undescribed anywhere until then), the phenomena has remained shrouded in tantalizing mystery. Some faggots recognized what I described immediately, while others had never experienced it and doubted it was real. And let’s not even talk about all of the Alphas who wrote to me thanking me for either explaining what they witnessed or curious about how to do it.
My brother James has a lot of experience, and he’s already surprising me with his thoughtful and articulated memories of past service or his intriguing current situation. I’m sure his Master is very proud of him as I am. My constant advocacy for cunting triggered James to ask a couple of fellow faggots about cunting and get their opinions about it.
He wrote this:
Straight man’s faggot James here… I only know two individuals who are faggots such as myself…I’ve discussed the dynamic of being cunted with both and I got two different interpretations of the faggot’s experience of being cunted… With the addition of my own, I now have three … One of these faggots is of the opinion that, in reality, the faggot only experiences being truly cunted once by the same Alpha and this occurs within the first few times an Alpha fucks it, although the sensation can be repeated with a different Alpha… The second individual insists that the Alpha controls if , when and how often his faggot is cunted as well as to what degree of intensity purely through anal pounding… As for myself, I tend to lean toward the second theory… I’ve been cunted more times than I can say and definitely to different degrees in my 10 years as the same straight man’s faggot… For me, my first full intensity cunting happened right after he had been throat fucking me for a good while…. I recall how I quivered profusely and felt as if I were fainting… I’ve been fortunate to relive that thrill of being cunted a goodly number of times in the past ten years… I feel myself quivering deep inside every time….However, I only achieve that faint helpless state after being throat fucked as was the case in my first cunting… Am I correct in my assumption that I indeed am experiencing two actual degrees or levels or is true cunting only taking place for me when both the quivering as well as that faint disoriented feeling occur ?
Interesting perspectives! I cannot tell you how much I love when clever faggots like James take material they read either here or elsewhere and explore how it fits with their experiences or desires. The perspectives of these other faggots is quite welcome!
I can’t explain what James describes here because my cuntings weren’t in stages like this. However, I do think he is experiencing distinct stages of cunting, which is interesting to me. I do also think cunting involves an emotional element (or possibly a depth of subspace) for it to be truly triggered. James mentions being aggressively throat fucked before being cunted, which is one way that mental/emotional state can be achieved. Thinking back, that was certainly part of my own cuntings.
This faggot’s screams sound like the screaming of the spring lambs that haunted Clarice Starling. That, and the involuntary, hands-free orgasm point to one obvious conclusion: it was cunted.
You can hear the fear in its screams. Cunting involves fear because in that moment you’re literally out of your head and beyond control. It’s like being on a terrifying roller coaster.
I go by Suboi online mostly as it feels right to me. I am sitting with a bit of self conflict in my life right now as to my place in the Hierarchy right now. I do know for sure nothing about me says Beta-Dom or higher for sure.
The problem I have is that I have started to see someone and we get along well and connect on many levels which is great really. This thing we have is good but very young as in not even a month together – so it is very new.
The one time we had a little four play he had me moaning in ways I never knew I could and I loved it really and so did he. After that I was recalling the evening events the next day and realized that as much as I enjoyed it and got pleasure for it, I never once got hard – which help me realize that I can not be not never be Dom. I am absolutely okay with that completely really, I have discovered that the only way I get hard is in a very voyeristic way, when I see Alphas and Dom being verbose with their fags on X/Twitter. I also used to have a married Daddy that would collar me and cage me and use my mouth as his pocket pussy which I enjoyed doing. I started to slowly buy things like nipple clamp, cockring, chastity cages and even poppers (which with the use of chastity help me open up and be a better cock hungry Slut.)
So I have a small little cash of toys and poppers which I keep hidden away, because it start to become a distraction from day to day life sadly.
Know that I have given you a bit of context to my life Sam, here is my Question?
How do I ask the guy I have just started to see if he would be wanting to cage and cunt me to make me his and show him what I want and more out of it really. He does not even know that I have a chastity cage or a “Slave” choker yet?
I am conflicted as well because I love the work I do in the world outside the house and I don’t want to sacrifice my work ambitions as well?
I am highly conflicted here Sam?
He would be the first man to cunt me ever and I dream of him whispering in my ear when the cunting is done, “You are mine now.”
please Sam any advice would be great.
The way you describe this new Man, it sounds like he’s very inexperienced. Or, should I say, inexperienced in the needs of a faggot. He can learn, of course, but this isn’t something that happens overnight.
You shouldn’t expect him to understand cunting you or more advanced things when he knows nothing about caging you, etc. Baby steps. Just try to introduce him to various aspects of your submission and see how he reacts. Then you might be able to lead him further. There are plenty of resources on this site to help instruct him if you need it.
This post is part of a thread chronicling the rise of Master Jin, a straight Korean Alpha who first learned about the ownership of faggots when he learned his college roommate Chin was a faggot. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!
It’s been a while since I’ve been able to feature Master Jin on the site. He’s been busy working long hours at the hospital while battling the ongoing COVID pandemic in Montreal and handling his faggots Chin and Alex when he has the chance. In between all of that Master Jin has been able to start dating a new girl as well. He’s busy, but like all great Alphas, he’s able to handle the load.
But of course, even gods need a break. So Master Jin very recently had the idea to rent a large cottage in Montreal for a week of well-earned vacation, and he invited Masters Nick and Matt and all of their faggots to come there to stay with him and his fags for the week!
Can you imagine these three insatiable Masters spending a week with their seven faggots? Imagine the incredible amounts of service and worship these gods will receive, so many nights filled with the screams of cunted faggots, heavy sighs of pleasure, and gallons of cum!
Sounds like a dream come true for any Alpha or faggot!
It’s a gorgeous place, too. Check out the pics:
THE CUNTING BEFORE THE STORM
Once Master Matt found out the trip would be coming up so quickly, he stepped up his initiation program with his new faggot Tommy, cunting him last night about 1-2 weeks sooner than normal. Why? Because he wanted to get his new faggot cunted so that it could be used by his brother Alphas during the vacation, of course!
Said Master Matt:
Got Tommy cunted last night. Yes it went very well. Was a 15 min rut and I could see it happen before my eyes. It was good but he is a screamer. I am quite experienced at cunting faggots now. I plan on getting my PHD in faggot cunting.
Very cute! If only they did give out such degrees! Master Matt would be a Nobel Laureate!
Little Tommy was apoplectic:
OMG YES! It was out of this world! It felt like Matt’s big cock was touching my heart! Sam being cunted is emotional roller coaster!I really am a faggot … I wish I could have Matt’s babies!
As Master Matt was cunting Tommy he was telling him, “You’re my faggot now.” The perfect mind-control!
PUSSY WHIPPED
When Master Jin first came up with the plan to rent the cottage for the week, Master Nick asked Master Jin if he could bring his girlfriend along on the trip.
Let that sink in for a second.
Over the last couple of months things have been bad between Master Nick and I, primarily due to the stress of this unnamed girlfriend has been causing in his life. I’ve only had a couple of terse, very brief conversations with him over the last four months. I tried to give him space to figure things out even though it was killing me inside to not be able to speak to the Alpha for whom I went into chastity.
But when I heard about this, I blew a gasket. I didn’t realize Master Nick’s brain had short-circuited over this girlfriend to such a serious degree. You don’t need to be a brain surgeon to understand that you don’t bring a girlfriend to a cottage vacation designed for faggot-fucking. Hell, a guy flipping hamburgers at fucking McDonald’s could tell you that!
So I had this conversation with Master Nick:
Master, I must ask – are you okay?
Yes all is okay thanks
Well I was asking because I was told you asked Master Jin if you could bring your girlfriend to the cottage vacation. I thought maybe you had fallen down and hit your head or had a stroke or something, because that sounds like the single dumbest question of all time.
Yes looking back now it was a stupid question
Yes it really was. I’m not accustomed to you being that far out of it. No pussy is that good that you should lose your common sense to that degree.
Yes I got it
You can hear the hypnotized, robotic nature of his responses. I’ve had more impactful conversations with people in comas.
Anyway, I thought that the crisis was averted, but now Master Nick said he is not going to the cottage on Friday with Master Matt, instead remaining home to be with the girlfriend over the weekend and joining everybody at the cottage next Tuesday.
Let me just say this: I am really saddened and disgusted by Master Nick’s response here. This is EMBARRASSING. What APEX ALPHA tucks tail and cowers to the will of a female??
Master Jin was angry and hurt by Master Nick’s cuck-like choice. Here Master Jin rented this entire place with his own money in order to provide a post-COVID vacation for their Hierarchical family, and Master Nick can’t tear himself away from a slippery two-inch gash between the legs of his bitch.
Or maybe I should call her his Master.
I am humiliated to be wearing the chastity cage of a “Master” like this. He should be wearing a chastity cage if he’s going to act like this. Let me put it this way: his faggots have showed more courage and bravery than he is here. They submitted to him and allowed themselves to be caged by him, giving up their freedoms forever, and he can’t stand up to a girl for even one week.
It turns my stomach.
MASTER MATT TO THE RESCUE
Rather than allow Master Nick’s two faggots (Yul and Ollie) to be abandoned for days alone before being able to join their brothers and other Masters, Master Matt stood up LIKE THE GREAT PROTECTOR ALPHA HE HAS BECOME and decided to rent a bus to take the entire gang to the cottage together!
That’s what a fucking MAN does!
In my mind, this is nothing more than insult to injury for Master Nick. This is like a drunkard needing another Man to take care of his own kids. Pathetic.
I’m so grateful to my beloved Master Matt for standing up for what is right!
CONCLUSION
Where do things go from here? I don’t know if Master Nick can pull out of this free-fall tailspin. His brain isn’t working and his will seems broken.
But how can his faggots respect an Alpha who no longer takes his responsibilities as a Man seriously? How can the Apex Alpha to whom they submitted be squared with the shrinking, weak, and confused figure they see today?
All I know is this: Master Nick began to create the kind of life that most Alphas would trade anything to have, and he’s throwing it away because of a piece of pussy.
Meanwhile Masters Jin and Matt forge ahead courageously, not allowing any distraction to subvert the greater plans for their lives.
And they are the ones who deserve a vacation of glory.
This post is part of a thread chronicling the rise of Master Jin, a straight Korean Alpha who first learned about the ownership of faggots when he learned his college roommate Chin was a faggot. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!
Of course, this is not the first time that Master Jin has cunted Chin, nor is he the only Alpha who has cunted Chin. But the cunting Saturday night between Master Jin and Chin will have a ripple effect on both of them for the rest of their lives.
Master Jin spent a frustrating Saturday trying to get some pussy from his girlfriend, but she wasn’t putting out. For an ordinary straight Alpha, a day like that would probably end up in anger. But Master Jin always has an outlet for his sexual needs – his faggot Chin.
So imagine Master Jin’s relief when he walked in the door to find Chin kneeling there, waiting to kiss his feet. Imagine the power welling up inside him as his hungry, adoring faggot undid his pants and expertly sucked his dick dry.
Suddenly Master Jin forgot about the irritating girlfriend and all of his tension. All that mattered was the faggot at his feet eagerly worshiping him. His faggot. His property. His slave.
So Master Jin, flush with rejuvenated energy, grabbed Chin and took him into the bedroom. And there Master Jin fucked Chin very hard for two hours in practically every position imaginable. Master Jin pumped three loads into Chin’s pussy during this monumental fuck, never losing momentum in the slightest.
At the end, Master Jin had Chin on his back with his legs thrown over his shoulder. He pounded Chin as hard as he’s ever fucked before. And that’s when he cunted Chin, causing the faggot to black out and spasm violently.
When it was over, Chin was devastated physically and emotionally. All of the resistance Chin had been carrying around inside of him had finally been fucked out. He had nothing left inside him except a bright light of reverential awe for the god who just healed him.
But for Master Jin, there was a newfound understanding of exactly what gifts he has and the power he truly wields. Chin’s transformation was so total and complete that Master Jin could barely describe what he’d witnessed. Chin was already a great faggot, but this cunting made Chin into something greater. And that, in turn, made Master Jin greater as well.
It’s a peculiar thing. A straight Alpha can fuck a thousand women and make each one of them cum, but when he cunts a faggot there is something deeper and more primal triggered in his soul. What is it?
The cunting of a faggot involves more than simply a physical orgasm. It also represents a fundamental change in a faggot caused by the rut of a Man. It is the moment a faggot is altered forever, and it happens through the power of the Man who owns it. I think it is that exercise of sheer power that elevates the Alpha in a way that sex with a female cannot.
Master Jin said something along those lines yesterday, a few days after the fact.
It feels so good to have my faggot properly cunted. I have to say it is fantastic. I think Chin is working a lot harder to please me. I feel so powerful to own Chin. It is good to see the changes we can make happen.
As for Chin, he’s never been more complete.
I feel like service to (Master Jin) is the most important thing in my life. I literally melt inside when I look at him. He is my god.
A cunting like this is the culmination of the Alpha/fag dynamic. It is when both the Alpha and the faggot become the most complete versions of themselves.
This post is part of a thread chronicling the rise of Master Jin, a straight Korean Alpha who first learned about the ownership of faggots when he learned his college roommate Chin was a faggot. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!
After straight Alpha Jin had deflowered his first faggot Chin, he couldn’t get enough of fag pussy. As I mentioned in the post about the day of deflowering, Alpha Jin fucked Chin six times that day, and every day after that involved multiple feedings and breedings. Alpha Jin filled his faggot with every drop of cum his Alpha balls could produce.
The net effect of so much potent Alpha cum on a faggot is profound. The cocktail of potent substances in semen (particularly in large amounts) produce a narcotic effect on a faggot’s willpower, making it “cum drunk” and open to suggestion. Mostly those suggestions involve servicing cock again and again, and the cycle continues.
So Chin the faggot was in that swirl of cum drunkenness, constantly craving Alpha Jin’s cock. The chastity cage that had been causing so much distraction and consternation for the faggot was lessening as Chin slid further into subspace. I knew it wouldn’t be long until Chin would let go enough to experience a true cunting.
It happened last night.
Alpha Jin called his faggot from soccer practice, warning it that he would be coming home early and that his balls were full. When he returned to the apartment, Alpha Jin did something truly remarkable to seal the coming deal – he didn’t shower. I had recently talked to Alpha Jin about the power of his natural male scent and its effect on faggots, and so he decided the test out my advice.
So Alpha Jin, covered in his potent sweat, lit some candles in his bedroom and pulled Chin into his room. Chin dropped to his knees and pulled down Alpha Jin’s shorts; his cock was rock hard. Chin sucked it, the scent of Alpha Jin’s musky crotch filling his nostrils and causing him to leak uncontrollably.
Then Alpha Jin bent the faggot over and started fucking it.
Unlike previous breedings, they tried a couple of positions. Alpha Jin put the faggot on his back and fucked it missionary style. Then they rolled over and Chin began riding his Master’s stiff cock.
All it once, it came over Chin like a powerful wave. His body began shuddering, and his pussy started involuntarily gripping and stroking Alpha Jin’s dick. Later, Alpha Jin’s described Chin’s face as one of shock, as if “his eyes were going to pop out of his head.” Then Chin experienced a full hands-free orgasm (while still caged, of course) that almost made the faggot dizzy with excitement. All of this convulsive stimulation led Alpha Jin to squirt his load deep in his faggot’s pussy, sealing the deal.
Chin woke up this morning to a special gift Alpha Jin had left for him – his dirty soccer clothes waiting to be laundered by the faggot. Alpha Jin did this on purpose, of course, now understanding the power of his scent on his faggot. Chin spent some time inhaling those clothes before cleaning them, further imprinting on his Master.
In talking to a breathless Chin early this morning, it was clear the faggot had been cunted. He spoke of feeling The Void in his pussy, that yearning to have his Master back inside of him. Chin also mentioned that the cage no longer bothers him at all (a feeling echoed by Simon after his cunting).
Now, I just want to reinforce the fact that Alpha Jin was a completely straight Alpha Male who had never had any contact with (or knowledge of) faggot worship until a couple of weeks ago. And now he completely owns a faggot and loves it!
“This will not be the last faggot that gets a cunting from me,” said Alpha Jin ominously.
Look out, faggots! The world has a new Supreme straight Alpha on the prowl and looking for prey!
Can you talk more about aftercare? I’ve been fucking sub bottoms for 15 years, but just recently I started to give them more attention when I finish. I used to cum and send them home or just turn my back and fall asleep, but I now got them in my arms, say how sexy, tight, and hot they are. I feel such a treatment makes them 100x hornier for getting fucked again. As a faggot, how do you feel when an Alpha treats you well after fucking your hole? I feel that most faggots like to be humiliated but at the same time they like aftercare when their holes are full of my cum. What do you think?
Master, thank you so much for this wonderful and thoughtful question!
Aftercare is one of my favorite topics. I wrote extensively about it on FWA, and I’ll be reviving those posts here. In fact, I devoted an entire episode of my Hierarchy Podcast (Episode #67) to aftercare! You can access that episode on either the Spotify or Amazon feeds, or you can stream it directly from the podcast website by CLICKING HERE!
I’ve been a fortunate during my faggot career in that I was owned by some incredible Masters who expertly used aftercare with me. Honestly, I feel spoiled by it. I just know that no matter how hard or violently they used me or how much they degraded me during sex, the aftercare melted away all of the negative effects of it.
Aftercare is especially important (really necessary) if a faggot has been cunted by its Master. Cunting can be quite traumatic; some faggots will break down and cry because of it. I used to be terribly frightened when I was cunted, because I fear the feeling of lost control. Being held and and reassured helped me realize that I’m under the control and protection of my powerful Owner.
I agree with you Master that aftercare following a breeding/feeding is very powerful. Just as you are thinking about your cum inside your faggot, your faggot is not only thinking about it, but it’s also FEELING its effects on its mood. In fact, the sedating effects of cum become more pronounced during an aftercare session.
I think aftercare is as effective as scent training or cunting as a method of bonding a faggot to its Master. It might even be more effective, because it allows the faggot to see their Master as more than a cruel or selfish taskmaster. They see their Alpha’s true inner greatness – his heart – and that will make any faggot loyal and obedient forever.
I read « be cunted » and I saw the video on. My questions are :
Should the alpha’s cock necessarily be long enough to penetrate the second sphincter and if so, what size should it be?
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Cunting occurs when the prostate is pounded during sex, and that really only requires a cock that’s around five inches. Penetration of the second ring requires a slightly larger cock, but penetration of the second ring isn’t necessary for cunting.
The second time I was cunted was by an Alpha with a cock that was probably around six inches, and it worked, so …
This post is part of a thread chronicling the acceptance of Alphahood by a young gay Alpha named Lorenzo and the ownership of his former submissive boyfriend. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!
Did you know: 1.6 million young people in the United States find themselves homeless every year, and 40% of those identify as LGBTQ. Of that 640,000 LGBTQ homeless youths, 43% of them were forced out of their homes by their parents who reject their sexuality.
Those are disgusting figures It’s absolutely horrifying to imagine a parent having that lack of love and appreciation for the welfare of a child. Such a betrayal of that most natural of bonds, the one between a parent and a child, based solely on prejudice and/or religious bigotry. It unconscionable.
And even Apex Alphas are not immune to such cruelty.
Master Lorenzo discovered this awful reality a few days ago, and my heart has been broken for him ever since.
Something terrible happened. I was fucking Rick in my bedroom on Monday and we were alone at home. It was one more amazing fuck, it sucked my balls and cock like a pro and took it all the way down on his back. I was about to cunt my bitch again when I heard steps on the hall.
My father arrived home earlier and it was impossible to pretend we weren’t fucking. My faggot was very loud. When I opened the door, he was outside, ready to punch us both in the face. I told Rick to go back home. I would never let my fag get hurt. My father called me “faggot” and all other homophobic names you can imagine. We started a terrible fight and, if it weren’t for my mom who begged us to stop, one would have killed the other. We’re both strong and tall, so we could cause actual harm to each other. My parents have always been very conservative, religious and homophobic. But I am not effeminate at all so I had never had any problems before. All of my friends know I have been fucking bottoms for 5 years now but my parents had no idea about it. I’m not a coward and I learned from my Alpha brothers that we should take care of our property. So I went right to Rick’s house to check if he was okay. He cried a lot but I told him everything is gonna be alright.
Well, I don’t have a house to live in anymore since my father expelled me as soon as I said “I am gay” in his face. But he’s not going to destroy me. He’s just a stupid Bolsonaro supporter (Brazilian version of Trump). Thankfully, I work a lot and have been saving money since I’m 15, so I could handle this shit. I asked a friend to sleep at his place for a couple of days while I find an apartment to rent. On Monday, I admit I was feeling miserable, but I’m much better now.
I’m going to be okay and will keep Rick under my wing because he needs someone to take care of him. But I wanted to tell you that because this is what Pride Month will always mean for me from now on: I AM FUCKING PROUD. I AM GAY, I AM AN APEX ALPHA, AND I AM PROUD. I dare many of these straight men out there that claim to be an Alpha to get expelled from home at the age of 19 and stand for their faggots.
I was so distressed to hear this news! My dear Master Lorenzo has just started his journey into faggot ownership, and suddenly he finds himself thrown out of the house simply for fulfilling himself. What an unforgivable betrayal by Master Lorenzo’s father!
Here’s the sadly hilarious part: the father calls Master Lorenzo a “faggot” when in reality he’s an Apex Alpha with far more power than his father will ever know!
Fortunately, Master Lorenzo’s defiant positivity proved to be prescient. Two days later I received a joyous update from my young King!
I won’t lie to you. On Monday, I was really bad, feeling miserable and hopeless. I felt everything was falling apart around me. But on Tuesday morning I woke up early, went to my bank to see the money I had saved and started to solve all these issues. I go to school in a public university so I don’t need to pay tuition or any fee. I will keep focused until I graduate to get a better job. I already found an apartment and tomorrow morning I will move in. It has been a crazy few days but I feel much better now. I just want to let you know that I have found a nice place and moved in. While I send you this message, Rick is taking a shower and he’ll cook something for me. It was quite traumatic what happened but I think it was the best thing that could’ve happened to me. Now I have my place and no need to tell my fag to be quiet. I want to tell you not to worry because I’m fine and feeling great actually. I felt like a teenager living under my parents’ roof and not being who I am, now I feel like a Man, a big strong powerful Man with a loyal faggot ready to serve.
I’m happy, excited and thankful.
Of course, there is no way speed bumps like this will ever stop an Alpha freight train like Master Lorenzo! Apex Alphas always conquer their surroundings, and nature blesses them with strength and good fortune!
Master Lorenzo would probably like to own cash faggots now that he’s on his own, so if that’s you then this is your chance to shine! Master Lorenzo is an incredible presence, and he exerts complete control and care for all of the faggots in his stable! You will be safe with him! You can write to me if you’re interested in serving!
Thank you, Master Lorenzo, for continuing to provide an incredible example of Hierarchy in action!
This post is part of a thread chronicling the acceptance of Alphahood by a young gay Alpha named Lorenzo and the ownership of his former submissive boyfriend. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!
All cuntings are intense in varying degrees for both the Alpha and his faggot. But some cuntings rise to the level of what I refer to as “transformational cuntings.” These are cuntings that profoundly alter reality and purpose for both Alpha and faggot. Transformational cuntings form a line of demarcation in the lives of both, a moment of undeniable and unforgettable change. After a transformational cunting, neither can ever go back to their previous concepts of their lives.
We’ve been following the development of Master Lorenzo as he discovered his Alphahood through this site and subsequently broke down his former boyfriend Rick and turned it into his first owned faggot. Master Lorenzo has used his natural passion and desire to fully express his Alphahood to really take firm control of his faggot and explore the depths of his power. It’s been magnificent to work with him to achieve that!
But nothing prepared us for what happened to Master Lorenzo the other day. It was a transformational cunting of overwhelming and sustained significance!
I spent the last 10 days fucking my faggot everyday, literally everyday. You probably remember that it didn’t want to take cock more than twice a week but little by little I convinced it to be what it is supposed to be. Now it’s craving for my cock every night. But last night it was different. The only word I could use to describe it is INSANE.
I fucked my faggot on all fours and then I changed for missionary. When it was on its back, I put its legs on my shoulders and went deep inside its hole. I trained my faggot to say “thank you” while I fuck it but that time something happened. I was rutting very hard and suddenly my faggot stopped saying “thank you” and just opened its eyes wide open, without saying any word. It was totally speechless, trying to catch some air but unable to speak.
I felt my balls hitting its ass harder and harder and the head of my cock was about to break something. Thanks to FWA, I knew it was the second ring. It suddenly said “oh my god” feeling that something different was going on but it knows that it cannot make noise because I fuck it in my bedroom and my parents would hear. So I covered its mouth with my right hand while holding its neck with my left hand and did the hardest rut I have ever done in my life.
At that very moment, I wasn’t thinking about the noise, the house or even breaking my bed. I just needed to conquer that pussy forever. And I did it. I felt that something was opening for my cock to enter deeper and, to be honest, I was afraid of hurting my property but I needed to unload. I shot a thick load very deep in its hole. When I finished, my faggot was still speechless and did something I wasn’t expecting. It held my neck, kissed my face and said that my cock was getting bigger day by day.
I now understand the importance of aftercare. My fag started to cry and I held him strong in my arms. It said that it loved me and I answered “you’re mine and only mine”. So I let it rest on my bed and kissed his forehead and mouth several times. I didn’t care about the stains of cum on my sheets with all the cum leaking out from its ass. We fell asleep together and some hours later it woke me up sucking my cock and balls.
I shot another load. Master Lorenzo’s seed in his pussy, mouth and throat. That’s how it is supposed to be.
The next step will be caging my bitch.
We can easily see the transformation of Master Lorenzo’s faggot after this experience. Not only did it break down into weeping uncontrollably after the experience, but note that hours later the faggot woke its Master by sucking his cock and balls! Remember how this faggot once wanted sex only a couple of times a week and didn’t want to serve? That attitude was obliterated during this transformational cunting and replaced by the viewpoint and submissive needs of a true faggot.
But the cunting was transformational for Master Lorenzo as well.
I am now feeling so good, I have never felt better, faggot. I feel like I could go all the way up the Everest or become the president lmao I’m feeling powerful and like a King. I even texted two super hot guys that I have been willing to fuck for a long time and after I cunted my faggot Rick I finally felt confident to reach out to them.
During the cunting, I was feeling amazing, literally as the owner of that tight hole. The only thing I could think about was about going deeper and deeper in its pussy. I wanted to fill all its body with my seed and I did it!! When it started to cry, I was afraid I had hurt his pussy because my cock is quite thick but no, it was perfectly fine, but I think the cunting was too much for it to handle. I have Rick a long aftercare section and now it is more submissive than ever.
My two next goals will be caging him and claiming a second faggot. I can’t even think about the feeling of having two faggots on my feet.
How can Master Lorenzo or Rick ever go back to their former lives after this intense cunting? Those past lives no longer apply to them the same way a caterpillar’s life no longer applies to a butterfly.
I love how Master Lorenzo in particular has been changed. His confidence is rightfully soaring, and he now understands that he can take anything he wants. He realizes that even the hottest faggot is still nothing more than a faggot in comparison to him. It’s as if the cunting unlocked for him a secret code to the treasures of the world.
But this is really the point. A transformational cunting isn’t just about conquering a faggot and rewiring its brain and will. It’s also about opening the eyes of the Alpha to the power he carries between his legs and in his heart. It’s about how an Alpha comes to learn the truth about himself through the triumph of cunting.
This post is part of a thread following a faggot named Tim, who has recently been sold to serve a Master named Rex. CLICK HERE to read this entire thread in chronological order!
In the last update Tim bemoaned that he still wasn’t being used by his new Master Rex except as a domestic faggot. Every night Tim had to listen to Master Rex brutally fuck his other in-house faggot, Devin, as Tim laid in his bed in the tiny spare room down the hall.
I struggled to give Tim much advice at the time. What can you say to a faggot who was sold to this new Master and was essentially coming into an established situation between Master Rex and Devin? It’s hard to come up with something more than “keep your head up” and not sound patronizing.
However, I knew it wouldn’t be long before Master Rex would finally breed his new property. I based this hunch on how Master Rex was using Tim and disciplining him.
Well, it finally happened last Friday night/Saturday morning. I just didn’t know it was going to be like THIS:
I’m free to think back and say how MASTER REX finally made me his faggot in every sense of the word. My head was spinning ever since it happened in the middle of the night Friday night (Saturday morning, I guess)
MASTER REX and Devin had been talking a bit out of my earshot that night. Everything else seemed pretty usual – after dinner MASTER REX was on the sofa watching TV. Devin was “marinating” MASTER’S meat in his mouth – I say “Marinating” cuz MASTER likes Devin to keep MASTER’s fat cock in his mouth while MASTER watches TV – but not too suck it to completion or anything, he just keeps it his mouth and gives MASTER constant pleasure but MASTER will tell him whether to suck it harder or expect a load in his faggot mouth. Devin was just doing that for about 45 minutes, MASTER telling him to “warm him up,” and stuff like that. This is pretty standard for them to do, and then MASTER will almost every night take faggot Devin back to the bedroom and the fucking and cunting begins while I clean up any remaining dishes and then go to bed in the little side sewing room at the back of this old house. I can usually hear them in there, MASTER rutting his cock into his property, namely Devin’s asshole. But this last Friday night no sounds of fucking were coming from them…I just figured they did it quietly or it was one of the rare nights where MASTER doesn’t fuck Devin.
I went to bed and lights out promptly at 11:00pm, (one of the rules) so I can’t have my phone with me – I leave it outside my room – another rule. I have to wake up at 6:30am to make sure everything is in order and get the coffee started.
Sometime in the night, though, while I was asleep in the little twin bed, I was naked as required except for my cock in its cage, I sense someone in the room with me, it’s a very small room. I figure in my half-sleeping state that Devin had come in to tell me something.
Instead, I feel my feet being pulled down off the end of the bed and the blankets tossed aside. I’m still not really awake but I sense this is not Devin but it’s MASTER REX! Before I can even start to comprehend what is happening, my buttcheeks are being spread open with some strong hands. I feel fingers on my hole and now I realize I’m about to get MASTER’S cock and seed. I start to say something, I’m still kinda in a daze but I’m told to “SHUT UP, FAGGOT,” and then on my hole I feel spit and then lube. All of a sudden, my MASTER is on top of me opening up my faggot hole. His cock is fat and I arch my back a bit to get a better angle but I’m pushed down hard on the bed. “STAY DOWN!, he tells me. MASTER is rutting into me now, not having given me more then 20 seconds or so it seems to get used to it. His strokes are deep and hard. I dare not say anything as I was ordered but I do in a reflex make some moans and groans – even though this is what I have been waiting for, there is some pain to work through being fucked fairly violently awake from a dead sleep. ”KEEP THE NOISE DOWN, FAGGOT” he repeats to me and I bite my pillow and try to remember to breathe. HE slows his strokes a bit and I have a moment or two to adapt. I’m still kind of in a daze and for a moment I think “am I dreaming this” but MASTER slaps my cheeks hard and his muscled arms on my back pin me down. Now, again, he is drilling his cock into my hole the pain is lessening but still there a bit for a few more minutes, but then I seem to forget about it hurting and MASTER has a rhythm of long strokes and then short rapid fire jabs, he varies his rhythms every few strokes in my faggot cunt. It starts to feel good – really good, although I know my pleasure is of little importance to an ALPHA. It crosses my mind as he’s cunting me to not seem too much like I’m enjoying it too much…
It’s been about 40 minutes of this, it seems, remember Sam, I was dead asleep so I don’t really know how long but then he moves me like a rag doll into my side and keeps drilling it into me. His big arms and chest are on top of me as his MASTER cock does its work to break my faggot cunt. It’s really wiping me out by now but I stay focused and just breathe through it.
Finally his breathing gets real heavy and loud and I swear his cock is growing even more inside me and then I know he’s releasing his superior ALPHA seed into my hole. I am worn out and still dazed, dazed not from sleep anymore but from sheer joy. HE has cunted me for the first time! I am so happy, Sam, I know I have tears of joy getting my pillow wet. He pulls out of me and spins me around saying ‘YOU BETTER KEEP THAT SEED INSIDE YOU, FAGGOT” – I am like a rag doll still and he spins me around so my mouth is his cock which I clean off and I taste some seed that was on his cock. He pulls out of my mouth and gives me a medium hard slap but still kind of a playful slap, across my cheek, “YOU’RE ONE OF MY FAGGOTS NOW – YOU’LL BE GETTING THIS OFTEN FROM ME WHEN YOU LEAST EXPECT IT.”
I can’t sleep the rest of the night once he leaves I am so overjoyed with happiness and fulfillment, my fingers reaching down to my faggot cunt to feel the seed from MASTER inside me which I can taste a bit on my fingers. I notice my faggot cock is straining against the cage and leaking but I haven’t cum that way. My heart is pounding in my faggot chest so hard.
A few hours later it seems, I hear my phone’s alarm from outside my door: 6:30am. I get up, get the coffee going (you do not want to see MASTER if there’s no coffee ready). I make eggs and toast for him as usual. He comes to breakfast and doesn’t say a word about the cunting last night, but I see Devin is looking at me intently and catch a little smile from him. Once MASTER goes to leave, Devin sees him to the door and they speak for a few minutes.
Devin comes back to me in the kitchen – he is very happy that I am now officially the junior faggot in the house, he says I did my job very well last night and for training me well, Devin will get a reward from MASTER which we both can’t wait to see what it is!!!
Devin says I can expect MASTER to alternate between fucking Devin and fucking me now that I am official. When Devin is in class or working, I need to do the MASTER cock marinating thing in the evenings in front of the TV if Devin’s not there, or if MASTER wants me to do it instead, or we might take turns at it. Who MASTER decides to fuck will be decided each evening. I’m racing inside with anticipation over sharing my MASTER’S cock and seed with my faggot friend Devin now. Devin says to expect some side-by-side cunting of the both of us by MASTER sometime…
Sam, thank you for listening and supporting me I don’t know how I would have gotten through these weeks without your belief in me even when I was questioning so many things.
I am so happy to be an official Junior Faggot in MASTER REX’s house now, it is the privilege of my life!!!
ASTOUNDING!!
I want to first address the nature of this extraordinary experience. Was this a rape? Some people who have had an issue with my stance on faggot rape would argue that yes, it was indeed a rape. They would argue that the violent, forced nature of the attack and Tim’s initial terror over the forced, painful entry constitute a rape.
I disagree with anyone who thinks it was a rape. As a faggot owned by Master Rex, Tim’s holes don’t belong to Tim anymore. They are property of Master Rex now. Furthermore, Tim correctly believes that his purpose is to serve Men in whatever way they need. Additionally, Tim was CRAVING use by his Master … even if this wasn’t what Tim had been imagining all this time.
I’ll go even one step farther (of course). I think faggots NEED this kind of use. There is some part of our mindset that is programmed with the desire to be pinned down and practically raped by Men. Without such dramatic acts of aggression by Men, faggots tend to get out of sorts and lose focus.
Men have cocks and aggressive sexual appetites for a reason. They are born to grab and penetrate and pin down and inseminate. If you privately asked every Man their honest opinion about this kind of fuck, they would say they want it just like that if they thought they could get away with it.
With faggots, they can.
With faggots, they need to.
This is the way it has always been since the sun rose over the landscape on the First Day, and it will continue forever. And since the first time one Man dominated a weaker male, Alphas have been rape-cunting faggots into submission.
It is Hierarchy. It is The Truth.
Tim discovered that Truth personally, and as he quivered in his bed full of electric joy with his new Master’s cum seeping into his soul, he felt truly alive. Truly a faggot.
He was fulfilled.
I praise Tim for his great patience and obedience while waiting for his Master’s right time! It has really paid off!
This post is part of a thread following a faggot named Tim, who has recently been sold to serve a Master named Rex. CLICK HERE to read this entire thread in chronological order!
Being a faggot sold into service to a new Alpha can be tough at first. There are new routines to learn, new arrangements, new alliances to navigate. For Tim, the new faggot in the household of Master Rex, the struggle involves serving around established primary faggot Devin.
Now, it fortunately seems that Devin has a good attitude about his new faggot brother serving Master Rex. Often there can be jealousy and cattiness between “competing” faggots. I’m glad that Devin has been willing to take Tim under his wing a bit.
To that end, Tim updated me on how his training has been going in preparation for Tim taking over the primary faggot duties.
I have some more info on the situation in the house. From what I have been told, Faggot Devin will be picking up more hours in his outside job as a respiratory therapist. He also has to go take some kind of class to get an additional certification in his field. The class starts in September but his extra work hours begin in a few weeks.
Devin was telling me I can expect to take on more “duties” once he’s not there as much. Right now, Devin services MASTER REX in any sexual way that MASTER REX demands, usually twice per day, sucking him off in the morning and getting fucked in the evenings. As I mentioned earlier, MASTER REX also sometimes fucks Devin multiple times per day on weekends.
Devin’s other duties around the house is to manage the household accounts, prepare the shopping list, and list out the chores that need to be done (mostly by me). Devin helped me clean the gutters last week but usually I am the one who has to do most of the chores. Devin also has to make sure MASTER’S car is running properly and have the gas tank full at all times. He also makes sure MASTER’S phone and tablet are fully charged. MASTER is super-particular about his stuff, and Devin makes sure its all working and where it should be.
Faggot Devin also keeps his calendar and datebook current. MASTER has some ALPHA friends that he goes out with and Devin follows along. When they go out someplace, Devin tell me thata he gets the drinks and holds doors open and usually walks a few steps behind ALPHA REX. Devin told me that a few times the other ALPHA men have Devin suck them off with MASTER’S permission, of course.
I can’t wait to honor and worship ALPHA REX like this I am excited to know that finally I will be able to get ALPHA’S cock and cum when HE decides I am ready. I think Faggot Devin telling me these things means it’s going to happen soon, don’t you?
Sam, I am bursting with joy inside at the thought of serving HIM this way. I was smiling and so happy on the inside for hours after Devin spoke to me. MASTER REX noticed my good mood and I can tell he was pleased since I know he and Devin spoke about adding extra duties for me and then Sam — MASTER stroked my hair for a bit and I was overcome I nearly started crying. I bought the duct tape like I was ordered to after he saw that tweet from Ricky Lee – I think it will get used to bind me when that time comes! I will be one happy Faggot then, thank you Sam the Faggot!
I definitely think Master Rex and Devin are grooming Tim for advanced service. Honestly, the initiation period seems a bit long in this case. Faggots generally need to be fed or bred within a few weeks of starting service, or they start to chafe and become rebellious. However, I think Tim’s previous training is helping him in this instance. He isn’t a new faggot, so he’s already humbled correctly and able to control his eagerness to serve.
I don’t envy any faggot who must adjust to surroundings in this manner. Being sold into the hands of a new owner can be disorienting. However, I’m extremely proud of my brother Tim for trusting his former Master’s judgement, and surrendering himself wholeheartedly to the new Master who has taken him in.
Tim’s humility is something all faggots should emulate!
The term “cunting” has largely taken on a mysterious air, something like the “female orgasm” movement of the 80s that eventually led women to gather together and squat over mirrors and talk about their pussies. All we’re missing at this point is a Phil Donohue special on cunting with a panel full of faggots.
Of course, any faggot that has ever been cunted cannot stop talking about it, desperate to get a handle on the experience.
The site received this long comment from a faggot named Jon describing cunting in a way that I felt really captured something. Here it is:
To me, the difference between fucking and cunting is intent. Any Man can breed and seed an ass and enjoy it and that’s all there is to it. But when an Alpha fucks an ass with the intent of teaching the sub his proper place, that’s cunting. The Alpha deliberately fucks the sub in such a way that the sub’s mind is altered. The sub finally realizes and accepts that his purpose in life is to take Mancock and serve Men.
This entails a systematic, deliberate breaking down of the sub’s will and resistance through fucking, verbal cues, and physical control. It will be pleasurable for the Alpha, but that’s just a nice extra. The main purpose is to break down the sub through fucking his ass and his mind. Making the sub have multiple orgasms. Demonstrating to the sub that he has no choice — he WILL be breeded and seeded whether he wants or or not, and his body will instinctively respond with uncontrollable and shattering orgasmic pleasure over and over. Teaching the sub that his greatest pleasure in life comes from serving and getting breeded and seeded by Superior Alpha Males. Educating the sub on the power of his ass and his mouth in serving Men. Making the sub accept the fundamental truth that he is hard-wired to crave Mancock and receive orgasmic pleasure by being breeded and seeded.
By the end of the experience, the sub is changed forever. he owns and accepts his proper place in the Hierarchy. he is no longer ashamed of his need to be dominated and violated; he is proud and happy to have an ass and a mouth that Men want to use. he is no longer ashamed of his instinctive craving for Mancock shoved down his throat or up his ass; he has learned that his instinctive sexual response and helpless submission to Alpha Male Power make him highly desired and sought after by Dominant Men. he has learned that his body and mind are programmed to have uncontrollable orgasmic pleasure when he is used by Men – and that Men truly enjoy forcing him into one orgasm after another. he has learned that he has a proper role serving Alpha Males and he can be proud to embrace his calling.
There are Men who try to cunt a faggot and fail. The experience may still be sexually pleasurable for both Top and bottom – but that’s not cunting. And the sub will instinctively know and recognize that.
Also, it should be recognized that no faggot sub lives in that profoundly deep submissive mindset constantly. The moments when a faggot is taken all the way down into that headspace are relatively rare. But the memory of those few overwhelming moments is what helps sustain the faggot’s commitment to the life he was born to.
All of which means that it’s possible for a faggot to be cunted more than once. Being cunted is a special occurrence where a faggot sub is taken down into his most pure form of service and submission, totally immersed and overwhelmed and overpowered by the Power and Manhood of an Alpha Male.
Being cunted creates a powerful, unbreakable bond between a faggot sub and any Alpha who cunts him. From that time onward, the sub is emotionally addicted to and dependent on that Alpha. Even if the sub serves other Men and may even be owned by another Man, that sub will always feel the power of any Alpha who cunted him.
It’s not surprising that an Alpha may also develop strong feelings of affection and protection for a faggot sub that He cunts. Some Alphas are uncomfortable admitting this, because it may sound like the faggot “has power over” the Alpha. But that’s not the case. It’s the Alpha’s own initiative and integrity and personal power that make Him feel a sense of responsibility and protectiveness for the effects of this amazingly powerful transformation that He imposes on the sub.
i have been cunted four times in my life and i remember every one of them like it was yesterday. Whenever i have been dating someone, i have always made sure he understands that there are a few special Men in my life for whom i will drop anything to go to Them if called upon. If a man can’t understand and allow that as part of the relationship, then i’m not going to be able to have a relationship with him. The man i share my life with will be very important to me… but those few special amazing superior Alpha Men who have cunted me are and always will be the most important Men in my life.
I think the most compelling part of my brother’s essay on cunting are the last couple of paragraphs about the transformation that occurs in a faggot afterward. I agree that I would probably also drop everything for the Masters who’ve cunted me regardless of how much time has passed. It’s like Pavlov’s dog having its bell rung.
Alphas should really consider that power of transformation they carry between their legs. It should boost their confidence, of course, but it should also deepen their sense of responsibility.
Cunting is such an integral part of the Alpha/faggot dynamic when referring to ownership that I think it’s necessary to keep underscoring its impact on claiming and behavior modification.
I thank my brother Jon for sharing his thoughts on this most important process!
This post is part of a thread chronicling the young Apex Alphahood of King Phillip, a college Alpha who owns faggots. CLICK HERE to read all posts in this thread in chronological order!
The other day I was sifting through the seemingly endless images on this site when I came across the above header image for King Phillip. I thought, “Hmmm, it’s been a little while since I heard from him.” Then, of course, a million other issues distracted me and prevented me from reaching out to him.
But then, by some miracle, the next day a faggot named Lucas reached out to me about King Phillip. It seems that Lucas was once owned and used by King Phillip, and instantly recognized its former Master in my first post about him.
I guess, like scent training, there’s also text training.
Once Lucas confirmed that it was, indeed, it’s former owner, it went on to tell me about being his personal faggot.
It was mind blowing. He oozes power. I get hard every time I think about serving him.
Where do I even start! Your post about him was so accurate. His cock is incredible. I was the faggot that was loaned to King Phillip from Master Tom. After serving King Phillip, I knew that this was a true Alpha. Having him as a reference point made me choose King Phillip over Tom.
We met because my Dom was looking for someone to train me while I was in college. I feel so lucky to have had the chance to finally serve King Phillip. Just typing His name makes me entire body shake.
He spoke with Master Tom. I loved the idea of King Phillip learning all my kinks and triggers from a Dominant who knew me well. I was owned by Master Tom for quite some time. They got connected and hit it off. Right away I knew King Phillip was a true Alpha. He quickly saw through my needs, wants, desires and fantasies. And he made me crave his attention.
He didn’t even ask for my availabilities. I was sitting at my table eating dinner when I got the text. He sent me instructions. I’m trying to find the text, I look back on it when I crave true power. He texted me: “You are my faggot slave. And I’m going to own you tonight.” There was no discussion. It was truth. It was hierarchy. My body instantly shook with this truth. It felt so good to be seen. “You will leave your cock cage out for me to use, and you will strip down naked. You will wait for me, in your room with your house key in the mailbox. You will be hooded and wearing your noise cancelling headphones. And you will stay waiting until I arrive.” He didn’t ask if I agreed, he just knew I would listen.
I didn’t hear him come in of course. I was just in position in my room, headphones on, and hooded. It must have been minutes when I decided to get out of position and check my phone. And at that very second I felt a hand grab my fag clit and another rip off my headphones and then I heard him sneer in my ear “did I say to move, faggot?”
He had been there, watching me and inspecting me without me knowing.
My body was overcome with obedience. I knew that I was in the presence of a true Alpha.
It wasn’t roleplay to him. This was a way of life.
I remember the next thing he did was to touch my precum and reinforce the pathetic nature of my clit. He circled his thumb on the tip of my cock, gathering the precum that had started to drip, and stuffed it in my mouth. He asked me what his power tasted like.
Sam the night went on for another 2 hours. I was in total ecstasy. The problem with it is that every moment was evidence of his Alphahood. I could write an essay on every minute. The way he said: “Lay on your stomach and kiss my feet and stay there until I snap my fingers.” The way he told me the purpose of my holes. The way he touched my body. Everything was pure ecstasy.
I have never felt more in awe of a human being. He truly has a way into your mind. His voice is pure sex. He has the most amazing cock. Sam this Man is truly an apex Alpha.
I don’t know if I’ve ever heard a faggot speak so rhapsodically about an Alpha before! The faggot’s words were nearly hysterical with excitement!
I loved it.
There are a few other things that he instilled in me as a slave. The first was his clear need to be orally serviced. Unlike other dominants who asked me to suck their cocks, he just pointed to his thick hung penis and said “hole here.” It made me leap into action.
He made sure I knew how he liked his cock sucked. He would lean back and just look at me, waiting for me to adjust my strategy to pleasure him. I knew I wasn’t serving correctly when my hair would be pulled up. I knew I was serving correctly when my mouth would be held deep on his cock.
I believe that it is possible to cunt a faggot in the throat. He fucked me throat so deeply that to this day, I still feel the remnants of his cock deep in my throat, engrained as a memory. Is it weird to say that even when I speak now, I think of his cock in my throat. It has left an imprint.
I absolutely agree with Lucas about throat cunting. Like Lucas, I can still feel certain cocks I’ve sucked in my throat.
Needless to say, I was so thrilled by what I learned about King Phillip from his former faggot that I simply had to reach out and see if he’d be willing to talk to me on the phone (I just had to hear him speak!).
Much to my surprise, he was willing to call me!
So he called. First thing he said to me: “Put my number in your phone as ‘King Phillip’, faggot.” PURE HEAVEN.
We talked for about an hour, and everything Lucas described above is completely accurate. King Phillip speaks in precise, direct ways with faggots, a manner that works like fag hypnosis. He is supremely confident and dangerously intelligent. If I were a less-disciplined faggot, I might’ve been tempted to unlock my cage and try to masturbate – THAT’S his effect on the faggot mind.
King Phillip is an astounding find. He perfectly encapsulates everything that is unique and godly about Apex Alphas. The deep impression he left in his former faggot is proof enough of that.
I thank King Phillip and his former faggot Lucas for sharing their experiences. They are living evidence of the phrase HIERARCHY IS TRUTH!
This post is part of a thread chronicling the young Apex Alphahood of King Phillip, a college Alpha who owns faggots. CLICK HERE to read all posts in this thread in chronological order!
It was an auspicious introduction.
Hey fag, you there? Alpha here with a point to make.
A lot of the time when you say ‘hierarchy’ you really mean ‘imperium’. Not all the time, but sometimes. And I think the distinction is a good one to make. Hierarchy is about superiority. One better than the other. Imperium is about control, about domination.
Imperium comes from ancient Rome, it describes the field over which one exercises authority. It is the expansionist philosophy of the rulers of the world.
WOW! What an opening statement! I’ve said it a billion times – intelligent, thoughtful Alphas win over body AND mind! I had to know more.
What I discovered is a burgeoning gay Apex Alpha named Phillip. He has been called “King” by his owned faggots in the past, hence his name here.
Then he began telling me about his overall life thus far in owning and using faggots:
Dominating other guys has been a recurring theme in my life for a long time; since high school.
About seven years ago, though, it hit a fever pitch and I started to discover a whole new side of myself. I’ve been playing the Alpha/fag game off and on since but I haven’t ever fully owned a faggot. I’ve gotten close several times but my life is busy and owning one of you takes time. I haven’t been able to explore more until now. So I mostly stuck to subs, not slaves or faggots, for this reason.
Another reason is that I have been almost exclusively interested in sexual service so far. Domestic service isn’t something I’ve ever received and only recently realized I can get if I want it. Also FinDom isn’t something I’ve done but several subs I’ve had have told me I would make a great Cash Master. So that’s where I’m at right now: about to set out on a fag hunt after a long hibernation.
Although in that opening King Phillip makes it sound like he isn’t really a Master of faggots, he immediately contradicted that with much of what he’s done already:
I bloomed a little late, I think I was 21, but I honed my skills quickly.
I’ve been mulling over a proposition, lately. Another Alpha offered to let me train one of his fags, and I’m considering it. I’ve talked to him for a few years, and he and I have used the same faggot before – never together. The only reason I would turn down the offer is I sense he’s less than trustworthy.
But his faggot is cute. And very broken in that erotic way faggots are. The Alpha, his name is Tom, called me a few times and had me speak to this faggot, who was bound and servicing him for the night. I’m good at working my way into a faggot’s mind, the control that creates is what gets me off.
He says he calls me up like that because he wants the faggot worked up, but I always got the sense he couldn’t do what I did himself. The last faggot this guy and I shared chose me over him, though. It soured our friendship, he got a little competitive. It did make me feel great though, one of his faggots leaving his service because of me and giving me his collar.
During our discussion of King Phillip preparing to take ownership of a new faggot, he asked me if I had any advice for him. It was then that I used the term “firm benevolence” for the first time to describe what I believe to be the critical-yet-harmonious poles of faggot ownership.
Strict benevolence may win out, though haha.
And thus, once again, Alpha wisdom and insight improves a faggot! The new concept became “strict benevolence” for good! (Thank you, Master!)
As far as power is concerned, King Phillip is not lacking. Here was a recent example he shared:
The fag that had submitted itself to me last night and promised to make his holes available for ownership fucking bailed. No contact whatsoever. It was poor behavior.
I went on Grindr, found a bottom, had him over to my new apartment, and decided that this was my faggot. I fucked his face for a good long while (he didn’t advertise as kinky but when you see it, you know it) and wrecked his hole for about 40 mins on my bed.
Afterwards, I asked him about his life and gave him advice, we talked for a long while and he kept staring in my face in that submissive way, with big open eyes that are eager to receive things; orders, cock. He is one of those that has the desire to serve but doesn’t have a master. That connection couldn’t be made without showing him that I can see through that. And that happens with advice and wisdom. And with making him aware that I know he wants to submit.
Startling, unlimited power! What I love is King Phillip’s attention to aftercare. Like a good salesman, aftercare is the “cool down” phase of the sales process where you reassure the customer/faggot that they made the right decision.
In the case of faggots, aftercare only deepens King Phillip’s hold on its soul.
I also love King Phillip’s appreciation of the fact that worship is the key element, and every faggot can be useful.
The last time I was exploring my Dom side, I had two cocksuckers, who I didn’t own, but who were definitely under my control. One was a tall thin business major (college town) I used to facefuck in his apartment in between home and work. He called me King and used to rub my feet after sucking me off, my cum in his hair. I saw him in public a few times and he would bow his head to me slightly, blushing and looking downwards. He was forbidden to be higher than my cock when we were alone. I guess that lesson transferred.
The other one wasn’t as pretty, so he serviced me with the lights out. He was the one I’ve probably cunted most. I would order him to be ready, come to his apartment, and rape his mouth and cunt open over and over until my balls were empty. He whimpered loud and loved it when I sneered at him. And my favorite part was leaving, after I delivered some aftercare, because he was always so worshipful. He wanted it badly, and even when I wore him out totally he was sort of sad to see me go. He valued the strict ruthless power I had over him.
King Phillip has a large cock over seven inches, and decorated by two of the most beautiful balls I’ve ever seen. And with this equipment and his power, he has successfully cunted multiple faggots. I thought he had some interesting thoughts on that:
It’s like putting a collar on a faggot, except this collar is inside their deepest, tenderest place. It feels like power.
He describes the effects of cunting on his faggots:
Mixtures of elation, addiction, and anxiety. One I cunted once, like, six years ago still flirts with me and fawns over me occasionally. He loves to recount to me what I felt like inside him, and can’t help himself but tell me how extraordinary I am. It’s extreme, no doubt. But they love it and I love it. And I love owning a piece of their will.
Cunting is important to King Phillip, because he doesn’t cage his faggots until after they’re cunted.
I can’t tell you what it means to me to discover extraordinary young Apex Alphas like King Phillip in the world! Men like him rule with both body and mind.
I am so grateful that King Phillip reached out to share his insight and his life with me! LONG LIVE THE KING!
There is nothing like the power of an Alpha’s rut. When an Alpha decides to use his rut as a training exercise (rather than simply for pleasure), be ready for your life to change.
It’s more than cunting. As Master @maxvincit indicates, it’s about the destruction of whatever a faggot imagined about itself, and a refocus on true purpose.
Cunting is one of the most profound moments in the life of a faggot. It is the line of demarcation between the world of Men and the world of true faggotry. Once a faggot has been cunted, there is simply no way to return to the world of Men and Manhood. The cunting utterly destroys that possibility forever.
I’ve written about cunting many times before, most notably in the article “Being Cunted” (READ HERE). There are many signs that indicate cunting, including uncontrollable shaking or reverse rutting. There is also a kind of momentary paralysis, and occasionally weeping.
Regardless of the reaction, the faggot is altered mentally and emotionally by the experience, which is unlike anything Men typically experience. To put it in more organic terms, a cunting is probably as close to a female orgasm as a male can get. Hence the name. A faggot’s hole is transformed into a pussy, a cunt. And it will never be the same.
I think the one aspect of a cunting that seems to be universally experienced by cunted faggots is something I call “The Void.” When a male sticks something in his ass or even gets fucked, he moves on with his life largely unchanged.
But a cunted faggot ends up with The Void inside its pussy, a space where cock was and belongs again. The Void is constantly craving to be filled with cock again, to feel that sense of fullness and completion. Without cock, The Void is like a black hole, a howling vortex aching to be stuffed full of cock.
It’s an ache deep inside the faggot’s pussy. It keeps the faggot awake at night, yearning to be penetrated. Sometimes the rim of the faggot’s pussy tickles, teasing the faggot to stick fingers into it or find a cock willing to fuck it.
Cunted faggots are like converted vampires, damned to a life of neverending hunger to fill The Void that drives their need.
Of the many ways Men and Alphas control faggots – sexual use, scent training, discipline, chores – cunting is the most permanent and profound, mainly because of The Void. There will always be an empty space inside that cunted faggot, a space reserved for the Man who did the cunting.
You’ve probably read the term “cunted” used in reference to a gay bottom receiving a Man’s cock. While the term definitely refers to that act, there is more to being cunted than simply being fucked by a Man. Cunting is a total transformation of a faggot physically, mentally, emotionally, and sexually through hard fucking that triggers a deep internal orgasm.
Let’s first be honest: mechanically speaking, any male can be fucked in the ass. Every male has an asshole that can be opened wide enough to accept a dick-sized object.
Let’s imagine that all males on Earth had to be fucked in the ass one time. The vast majority of males would not enjoy it at all, and most would hate it. They would actively rebel against the entry, fight against the very idea of taking a dick in their ass. If it brings some pleasure to certain males, why would most Men actively fight against this act?
Because being fucked in the ass says much about a male’s place within the human hierarchy. When a Man is fucked in the ass, he is emasculated in a way that differentiates him from other Men. A Man is meant to penetrate. A Man who is penetrated (like a female) is considered a “lesser” Man, even if that penetration occurred during a rape. It is the nature of how Men view the act of being penetrated.
However, the act of being penetrated and fucked by another Man doesn’t always change the personality of the recipient. Many gay bottoms receive dick, but they are still Men in that they are active in their sex life and still seek their own pleasure. They very often still use their dicks to receive pleasure. They are generally an equal in their relationships and their sexual encounters.
But some males are fucked so deeply and aggressively that they are changed forever. They no longer seek their own pleasure. Their assholes become their true sex organ. The desire to penetrate with their penis – the primary means of pleasure for most Men – is taken away, replaced by the desire to be penetrated.
So how does this happen? During a powerful, aggressive rut an Alpha can angle his cock so that it strikes the faggot’s prostate as he penetrates the second ring. The intensity builds until the faggot is triggered into having an internal orgasm until it is overwhelmed. Symptoms of cunting vary, but generally involve unconsciousness, trembling/shaking, uncontrollable emotions, fits of deep weeping. It’s very dramatic, and for an unprepared Alpha it can be alarming.
Here is a video about cunting I produced:
The rape I endured might be considered a cunting, but it didn’t alter my mental state enough at the time. I fought against the feelings of being penetrated and taken in that fashion. A true cunting involves more than simple penetration … it involves the mind and heart of the male being cunted.
I wasn’t cunted properly until Alpha Chris owned me a few years after the rape. What was the difference? Well, Alpha Chris had already fucked my mind through our previous encounters, so when he finally fucked my ass he had me in the proper mental state. When he fucked me, he did so with a controlled aggressiveness that forced me to give up any residual masculine resistance. Suddenly I felt this involuntary clenching inside me accompanied by a tingly warmth that spread through my body. It was so surprising and wondrous that I nearly lost consciousness. I just laid beneath him, absorbing his thrusts even though I wasn’t in my body anymore. Then I gasped for air, just realizing I had been holding my breath. Returning to consciousness, I felt him cumming inside me. Nothing mattered anymore. I was claimed inside and out by this powerful young Alpha. I was suddenly everything and nothing. A slave to the Man whose cock took away whatever it was I once thought about myself.
By the time he was finished pounding me, any lingering idea that I was a Man had disappeared. After that, I completely understood that my hole was my sex organ, and my purpose was to offer it in whatever way a Man demanded. That is what a true cunting does to a male – it emasculates a male and transforms him into a object only to be penetrated.
And once that cunting occurs, there is no going back.
