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.

It’s Hierarchical truth personified!

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. 

The Void is the truest mark of Ownership.

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.

I recently received a frantic series of text messages from Michael, the new faggot of Master Matt.

“Sam, my pussy has changed shape!” he exclaimed worriedly.

Knowing what Michael’s new pussy had been through recently with Master Matt’s giant cock, I understood the issue instantly. “Yes, I know,” I replied, “it’s okay.”

“But Sam, it looks like a pussy! Master said it looks like a real pussy!” he repeated.

“It’s okay, brother. It’s normal.”

One of the great miracles that comes from a Man fucking and cunting a faggot is the actual transformation of the faggot’s body into something unique in the human family. The faggot turns into a slave, an object, the personal property of a Man through physiological and metabolic changes resulting from deep breeding. And, from a physical standpoint, the faggot’s throat effectively becomes a Fleshlight.

And, most crucially, the faggot’s hole becomes a literal pussy.

As the picture above shows, a well-fucked fag hole becomes slit-like and develops “lips” around the rim. The muscles inside the faggot’s pussy become trained to mimic the stroking necessary to bring the Alpha to orgasm the way a female vagina does.

This new pussy, when combined with chastity of the faggot’s dicklet and/or jockstrap, makes the faggot appear most feminine. This physical transformation of the faggot’s body makes it more palatable for Men, particularly straight Men who like the look and feel of female vagina.

And this creation of a female-like pussy from the hole of a faggot is caused solely by the power of Alpha cock!

And Men love the look of a faggot’s pussy!

Some faggots object to the use of the term “pussy” to describe their hole, but as I’ve shown, active faggots do indeed develop a pussy by natural means through intense sessions of fucking and breeding. So the term is not only appropriate, but also necessary in order to describe its true function.

Faggots are a natural part of the Hierarchy, and like all things in Nature, the form fits the function. Through the fulfillment of its purpose a faggot naturally develops a pussy as part of its transformation into the thing Nature intended it to be.

Like poor Michael, this change can be shocking at first, even scary. But it is merely Nature’s way of remaking a faggot into a tool and piece of property useful to satisfy the needs of Men.

So rejoice in your pussies, by faggot brothers! Be proud! Your purpose in life is being fulfilled!

This post is part of a thread following a young faggot named Shawn who lost a chance to serve an Alpha but has had experiences after reconnecting with him years later. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!

You might recall the incredible introductory post about how Shawn, a faggot from Great Britain, took my advice and reconnected with an Alpha he failed to serve years ago. At the end of that post, Shawn indicated that this Alpha had made arrangements for an Alpha couple to meet up with Shawn.

Alpha couples are something of a rarity in both the gay world and (especially) in Alphas who recognize Hierarchy. I don’t know why that is, honestly. After all, why wouldn’t a gay Alpha be attracted to another superior gay Alpha? However, in my experience these kinds of couplings are the exception rather than the norm.

But this I do know about Alpha couples – they act very much like Alpha packs when it comes to owning and using faggots!

The latest extraordinary piece of evidence of this comes from Shawn’s stunning experience from meeting this Alpha couple this past weekend. I’ll let you listen to him tell it:

So yeah it was the two guys I told you about in the other email. They had said they wanted to meet for a drink again. I almost put it off because I have some work stuff to take care of, but I remembered that I should put them first and I want to impress so I said sure.

We went to a bar in a hotel in the West End. The hotel is the Saint Martin’s Lane Hotel. It’s pretty nice. I’ve stayed there before I moved to London and it’s where my first master, Nathan, met with me and raped me. It’s a popular bar and a pretty nice hotel so I didn’t realise at first that they knew about my history there. So we went for a drink and talked a little bit, they asked more about my life generally. I kept expecting them to send me to the restroom to do stuff but they didn’t. They got me to talk dirty a little bit and say that I wanted cock and cum, and they made me say it when people might hear but it was a loud bar and I don’t think anyone did.

Then they said they had booked a room in the hotel and we were going to go upstairs. When we got into it I was a bit shocked to be honest. It wasn’t the same room I’d been raped in but all the rooms there have a similar vibe and it took me back a little bit. Then they got me to talk about what happened before and they got me to describe it. I was a bit shocked by that and I started to get upset at first. Then they told me to start to strip down and keep talking about it. It was really difficult for me but I started to think about it happening to someone else and it made it easier to do.

They got me to suck them both and made me say my name while I had cock in my mouth. Then while I was sucking Aaron, Michael crouched down and called me a faggot and told me to call myself a faggot and he spat in my face while I was sucking. Then he made me suck him. They grabbed my hair and pulled me from cock to cock and held me on cock and made me choke. I was almost crying.

Then they got me to get onto the bed and spread my ass cheeks so they could inspect me, and then they made me beg to be fucked. They made me say it over and over again and say I am a faggot and they made me shout it. They made me shout my name and say i was nothing but a faggot and beg for cock and then i started crying.

Then they fucked me. They took turns with me on the bed at first and then got me onto this footstool on my back and then just got me to bend over the side of an armchair and Aaron pulled my head back and made me watch myself in the mirror while they fucked me. they made me beg for cum again and while i was doing that i started to cry again and then started to really sob. Michael told me to let it all out and i did. They kept fucking me and it felt like it took forever and at some point i sort of zoned out and i just got really calm and i started saying ‘fuck me’ and begged them to use me and i really meant it. They came in me. Michael came first and then he watched Aaron fuck me. While he was watching he called room service and ordered some stuff.

When Aaron had cum in me they put on robes and told me to stay naked on the bed. They told me that when room service was delivered i had to stay there on show. When the waiter came he saw me and tried to avoid eye contact, but i stayed there like i was told. After he left Michael said that next time they would expect me to tell the waiter what had been done to me.

After that we talked a little bit more and i was little bit out of it. They asked if i could stay the night in the room but i wasn’t sure and they said it was okay and i could leave, but they wanted me to leave my underwear, socks and t-shirt and just wear my jeans, jacket and trainers home. so i did. i crashed as soon as i got home then woke up at like 4am and just felt so horny and jerked off at the window hoping someone might see me.

And anyway that’s what happened!

That’s one hell of an experience! I can understand why he was so zoned out after being cunted and broken down this way!

But you can see here how this Alpha couple act just like an Alpha pack with a faggot. There is fraternal one-upsmanship happening here, a sort of competition between Alphas over who can break the faggot more thoroughly. The cruelty of Alpha packs is evident in this experience, too, as this Alpha couple used Shawn’s rape to break him down and make him more useful to them.

And Shawn’s reaction to it all is notable – he woke up in the middle of the night starving for more and masturbating over the previous night’s experience.

I’ve said it a billion times here – Alpha must use faggots very aggressively – almost cruelly, brutally – in order to release the faggot from its shell and free it to become what it was born to be. This Alpha couple knew the truth, and skillfully used their power to free Shawn.

And Shawn is more beautiful and peaceful today because of it.

Hierarchy Is Truth!