Yesterday made it painfully clear why Sir Declan set this sentence, being moody for being cucked while he had a weekend date wasn’t acceptable, and he decided I needed to learn the lesson properly.
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Day one started with paddles and 4½ hours locked in my jail cell. I was sore, humiliated, and already missing him which is exactly the point.
When he came home from the gym yesterday he didn’t say much. He had me put my hands through the bars of the cage and the cold metal cuffs clicked shut around my wrists. The cuff chain tightened so I couldn’t pull back. Then he latched shackles on my ankles to the cage so I was forced to stand there, exposed and completely immobilized. He pulled my shorts down, and every strike of the paddle landed with a loud slap and a burning sting that worked its way into my thighs and ass. Between hits he would whisper that he loved me and that this was necessary for us to be right, that the pain was part correction and part care.
When the paddling stopped he unfastened the cuffs, ordered me to strip, and shoved me back into the cell naked. The door slammed and the lock turned. I sat on the cold floor with my hands over my chest, breathing in the quiet, feeling the afterburn of each hit and the shame that came with it.
Four hours later he came back. The click of his keys felt like a mercy. He opened the cell and let me come sit on the floor in front of him while he relaxed on the couch. He put his hands on my shoulders and worked out the knots with firm presses. Every so often he’d kiss the top of my head like I was a child he both owned and wanted to protect. We turned on The Simpsons, a small, ridiculous bit of normalcy and the contrast between the tenderness and what I’d just been through made me ache to be better for him.
When it was time for bed I was allowed to sleep with him, but mercy didn’t mean freedom. Sir was hard and told me to work on his cock. I climbed on top and obeyed. His skin was warm against my mouth, his fingers tangled in my hair, and he kept my head down until he emptied himself, hard and hot down my throat. He didn’t let me pull away; he made sure I swallowed every last drop. Afterward he murmured, “Good boy, you didn’t gag this time. Okay, now bed time.” Praise that stung almost as much as the paddles, because it reminded me I’d passed another test.
I expect tonight when I come home from work I’ll be greeted at the door with handcuffs again, escorted straight to the bedroom for more paddles, and returned to my cell to continue the sentence. I don’t like the discipline, but I understand it. I appreciate his guidance, his corrections, and his love, even when it’s rough. I will keep working to be the submissive he wants, to obey, and to earn those small, private moments of tenderness.
Zack (Owned by Sir Declan) ——————————
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The following post is part of a thread chronicling the experiences of a French faggot named Fabien who has been claimed by his straight Alpha friend Anthony. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!
When I met little French faggot Fabien, he was asking me for help in seducing his straight Alpha friend Anthony. Based on the circumstances he described, I gave him some recommendations I thought might work. And Fabien then followed my ideas to the letter, and Anthony took ownership of Fabien in an enthusiastic way.
Ever since, Master Anthony has grown in power as he learns the true depth and breadth of his Hierarchical power, while also being a guiding force in training Fabien into a deeply subspaced faggot. Fabien’s lust, awe, and gratitude as Master Anthony’s prized possession has been absolutely infectious
Fabien’s complete obedience to his Master caused the straight Alphas in Master Anthony’s Alpha pack to be curious about faggot service as well. Fabien served them, and then helped train personal faggots for a couple of them as well. I cannot express enough of my sheer joy of being even a tiny part of Fabien’s growth as a magnificent faggot. I’m so proud of him!
But now my pride has doubled after hearing the latest update from my little fag brother! Check this out:
My beloved brother Sam,
I have some spare time and I absolutely want to take this opportunity to write to you. I had wanted FOR AGES to tell you what happened in my mentoring of other slaves for the Alpha Pack, last June!
Most of Anthony’s Alpha brothers are used to enjoy the services of male slaves by now, and his closest friends have at least one personal servant. I don’t know if you remember that in last May, I told you about Anthony’s Alpha friend Charles and his faggot Basile. Charles is a godly young hunk, like all members of the Alpha Pack. Basile is a pretty good-looking guy, a thirty-something bartender from a bar frequented by the Pack, who was swooning at them, and Charles (who is probably Anthony’s best friend after Henri) claimed him as his slave.
Basile went with me and Clément last spring, to serve our three Masters on a week vacation I told you about. Back then, I told you that Basile was still a bit of a whiner and selfish faggot, who needed a bit of training and breaking.
Well, things did not improve at first. Actually, Charles ended up dumping Basile. One day, as I was working at home while Anthony was enjoying time outside with his bros, Basile called me. He was in deep despair and needed someone to talk. I just couldn’t let down a brother like that. So I went to his place to comfort him but also to help him accept reality and FINALLY learning his place in Hierarchy.
So I offered him a lot of hugs and comforting words but I also firmly rebuked him when he was complaining about Charles being too harsh with him. I tried once agan to explain him kindly but clearly that he was to SERVE and WORSHIP an Alpha like Charles and revel in that submission, work hard and selflessly to make him happy, to accept that he was his SLAVE and not his boyfriend.
“I can’t stress this golden rule enough: PUT HIM FIRST. It’s ALL about HIM. His happiness, his desires, his pleasure, his comfort. Nothing else remotely matters. You do NOT matter. So be grateful! Always be grateful to be with him, to serve him, be grateful for any order his gives you, for every moment you got to spend with him…”
He whined “Easy for you to say! Anthony loves you, everyone can see that!”
“And I cherish evry single drop of his love, but I keep focusing on HIM. I never take his affection for granted and I keep reminding that I must EARN his satisfaction. Every second of every day! Do your duty to your master and maybe, just maybe, he will consent to show you some appreciation. Look, I must say it bluntly: Charles is much, much better than you, and than me. He has no reason to even notice your existence, if you are not useful to him. You have nothing to bring on the table but your complete and selfless submission. Just to be in his presence is a privilege you should cherish! To be allowed to serve him and to worship him is a golden opportunity you should love with all your heart! Do you realize how many inferior boys, some of them more deserving than you, would kill to have the chance you had and wasted?”
And I went on and on… He was quietly crying but listening. Then, I urged him to repeat after me: “I am a inferior male. I am a slave for superior Men. I was born a slave, I will die a slave. I exist to serve and worship an Alpha in any way he wants.” I made him repeat it several times. The tears kept flowing, but each time his tone was a little firmer.
At last, after a moment of reflection, he weakly said “Do you think my master will ever accept me back?” I was glad he was clearly calling him his master. “I don’t know… Listen, if I can, maybe I’ll try to speak for you. But you promise me to submit to not waste your second chance?” And then, can you believe it, he threw himself on the ground and kissed my feet! He said “Yes, I promise, I will be a good slave, I’ll respect and obey my master, he will be happy…” I laughed “It’s him you must worship like that, not me!”
It was only a week later that I had an opportunity to speak for Basile. Anthony and Charles were enjoying time on the couch in front of TV while I was cooking for them. I took advantage of a commercial break and while they were chatting to go and speak to them. I did what I had to do to make them feel comfortable and capture their attention: I bowed down and kept my head close to their socked and sweaty feet (the smell was delicious!).
“Forgive me to bother you, Masters. May I beg to have a word with Sir Charles, please?” Charles nodded. “What’s up, boy?” “Sir, I know you have been rightgully angry about the poor service Basile gave you. I spoke with the boy at lenght and did my best to make him understand his faults and to learn from them. He is deeply remorseful for his failures, Sir, and he begs to make amend. If you ever feel in your heart the will to generously give him a second chance, I’m sure he will be the slave you deserve to have, Sir.”
Charles pondered and turned to Anthony. “What do you think, Tony?” My Master asked me, “Will you vouch for this Basile?” I took a second to think, but I answered “I will, Master”. “Then you should get the boy back, Charlie. I trust my Fab.” Charles nodded wth a big smile. But then, Anthony turned to me.
“And you, since you vouched for your fellow slave, I’ll hold you responsible for his behaviour. If Charles is dissatisfied with Basile ever again, you will pay the price. I warn you. I’ll be very angry and I will punish you accordingly.”
As you can imagine, I gulped in terror. I kissed their feet and thanked them profusely for their benevolence. Later, when I was alone, I called Basile on the phone and yelled at him. “I vouched for you, so you better not let me down, you filthy faggot! If you jeopardize my relationshp with my Master, I will make you pay, believe me! I will make you wish you were never born!”
About two weeks later, while Anthony was having breakfast in bed and I was massaging his feet, he casually said to me “By the way, Charles told me he’s very happy with his slave’s attitude, lately. I’m proud of you. You did a good job.” A few days later, I had Basile on the phone crying with joy. “Charles called me a good boy today. He called me a good boy!”
Basile was part of the servile staff I managed during the Alpha Pack vacation this summer. And I can confirm he seems to have the good mindset of a slave faggot, now. And, of course, he’s much more happy! ;-D
I’m so glad I could FINALLY told you the whole story, my beloved big brother!
Love you !
Fab the fag
My dear Fabien is now a MENTOR FAGGOT!
There are so many lessons to be learned from this account that I think it should be mandatory reading for every serious faggot out there. If you aren’t inspired to improve and truly dedicate yourself to submitting fully to Alphas after reading this, then I can’t help you.
First of all, note how sternly and matter-of-factly Fabien spoke with his rebellious, misguided brother Basile! Hell, he sounds like ME sometimes when I’m laying down the law around here! Fabien spoke that way in order to snap Basile back to reality and force him to see how badly he was behaving.
But Fabien’s counsel wasn’t just about behavior, but it was also about developing the proper attitude. Basile had developed what I call the “equality paradox”, in which he believes he deserves equal billing with his Master when he’s clearly not at all equal. This mental problem was rightfully causing issues with his straight Master, because no straight Alpha is going to take such nonsense from a faggot. All Alphas expect faggots to completely and obediently serve and submit to them, but this is especially true of straight Alphas who don’t need to own faggots if they don’t want to!
And that’s what Fabien correctly pointed out to Basile – it’s a PRIVILEGE to serve our greatest Men!
It’s important to take note of the abrupt change in Basile’s attitude and the result: Master Charles was so pleased with Basile’s improved attitude that he told Basile that he was a “good boy”! And what was Basile’s reaction to that compliment from his Master? Overjoyed fulfillment!!
Do you want to feel that kind of fulfillment? That kind of overwhelming pride and gratitude? Then humble yourself the way Basile did, by listening to the wise words of my little mentor faggot Fabien!
This experience will forever be a touchstone for me on this site. Through his faithful service to Master Anthony and his proper mindset, Fabien has not only found joy and fulfillment for himself, but also given that same gift to his faggot brother! I am beyond proud of him for that!
The following post is part of a thread chronicling the rise and reign of a gay God Alpha named Master Alejandro who, along with his straight Alpha brother, enslaved Maria and her faggot husband! CLICK HERE for all posts in this thread in chronological order!
God Alpha brothers are a rarity. Typically, one brother asserts himself through natural hierarchical selection and pecking order battles as the God Alpha. However, differing sexual preferences is one way that God Alphahood can be shared between brothers of equal power.
This shared power can be clearly seen when Alpha brothers team up to work a situation together, much the way gay Master Alejandro and his straight brother have done with Maria and her former husband Miguel.
You might recall that Maria wrote to this site after asking Master Alejandro to fuck her husband Miguel, which revealed the truth: Miguel is actually a faggot. But Master Alejandro upped the ante by asking his brother to fuck and breed Maria, which he did until he got Maria pregnant!
Isn’t it amazing what a few deep shots of Alpha cum can do?
Now Master Alejandro returns to discuss an issue with his new faggot Miguel:
Hey Sam, this is your Master Alejandro, do you still remember me?
I wanted to tell you that Maria’s been really happy with her new life as a pregnant woman. It’s impressive how a woman’s mood change once she has a real Man guiding her. She is just now learning what it means to have a real man, not a fag husband. So she recently moved to live with my brother, while I moved in to take their previous apartment and live with Miguel. It’s been a lot of work for both me and my brother, but we’re Alphas, we know what to do. Maria is being really well treated and that’s what matters now. One more happy woman in the world thanks to Alpha cum!
For me, the challenge has been to train Miguel. It’s much harder to train a faggot who was in a straight marriage living a lie than taking a virgin fag who hasn’t tried to be a Man before. Can you believe that this fucking slut told me a few days ago that he thought he was bisexual? lol jajajaja unbelievable, I couldn’t hold my laugh. As soon as he said it, I repeated straight to his face that he is a FAGGOT, no woman would ever want to open her pussy for him. He was quiet at first, but it took less than 10 minutes for him to suck my cock so I guess he was not upset jajajaja lol
Things are going well, we’re working with the lawyers to officialize their divorce, and they both agree. The apartment belongs to Miguel’s family, so I’ll be living here with him. Maria will be with my brother from now on. She just wants to make sure everything is set before her belly starts to grow. You know how these things are, her family can never imagine that she got pregnant from another Man while still married to this faggot. Miguel begs to me everyday that I don’t expose him. I repeat every single day that nobody will ever know he’s a faggot. He is just my slut and I don’t want other men touching him anyway.
I haven’t seen a lot of fags like Miguel because I usually prefer those femboys, so everybody knows that I am the Man and they’re the fags. But Miguel does not look like a fag at all, so he’s always panicking about people finding out what he really is. I guess this kind of anxiety is quite normal, right? I just need to navigate this with my new fag jajaja lol
First of all, I’m amazed at how cleanly this worked out. Alphas are always doing such mind-boggling things. They make the impossible not just possible, but probable. But notice how easily Master Alejandro took over Miguel’s family-funded apartment, moving Maria into the home of his brother without barely a thought!
But Master Alejandro has his hands full with Miguel. As Master Alejandro said, faggots who lived a lie as a straight male are corrupted mentally. It’s hard to let go of that security blanket and embrace the truth of life as an owned faggot. I would think it would be a relief, but I’ve never lived that lie, either. In fact, one of the reasons for this site was to prevent faggots from doing this very thing.
Master Alejandro did the right thing by nipping Miguel’s delusion in the bud. It can be incredibly effective to look a faggot in the eyes and tell it that it is, indeed, nothing but a faggot.
Master Alejandro asks if this anxiety is normal. Sadly, it is. Most faggots live terrified lives full of self-loathing and shame. Great Masters know how to help a faggot through such difficulties, shepherding them to the greener pastures of service and acceptance. I have no doubt Master Alejandro can do that with Miguel.
I just hope Miguel can come to a point where he realizes his subjugation to Master Alejandro has led to fulfillment for Maria and a new life with the child Master’s brother has created inside her. It’s all because Miguel accepted his role as a faggot. That’s important!
The following post is part of a thread chronicling the continuing ascension of a 21-year-old bisexual Alpha named Master Joe and his ownership of his best friend’s faggot brother. CLICK HERE for all posts in this thread in chronological order!
I’ve never seen a picture of Master Joe, but from his writing style and attitude I’d say Master Joe is that prototypical all American fratboy. He’s like a playful, confident lion; immensely powerful, but in no dire need to exert that power. And when he does utilize that power, he does so in disarmingly fun ways.
I do believe that owning a faggot is helping Master Joe refocus that playful energy into something more thoughtful. At first, owning that faggot (the brother of his best friend/chief rival) was a bit of jocular one-upsmanship. However, as time has gone on and his ownership over the faggot has deepened, Master Joe is starting to also deepen his understanding of the faggot mind and what it needs.
Take, for example, this very recent thought Master Joe had:
Hey fag Sam, this is Master Joe! Happy, healthy, and breeding holes as always
I had a conversation with my fag bf last night and I want your opinion about it. He was telling me that it’s much easier to take my cock now because he’s used to the shape and the size, then I asked if it still hurts him. I have no idea of how it feels because I have never bottomed, but I thought that after a while it would not hurt at all. However, my fag said that taking a cock always hurts a little bit, just a little bit, even when the pussy is properly trained. And then I realized that this is not a problem. In fact, I think that it’s important that the fag feel a little bit of pain. I think of myself working out. After a hard training, I like to feel my muscles hurt, it makes me feel that I am growing stronger. Likewise, when a fag takes a hard cock and his hole hurts afterwards I think it’s a good way to make the boy remind of who he is. What is the point of serving a superior man if it doesn’t involve some sacrifice?
I am not saying that fags deserve to suffer, I take care of my fag and love him. I think real men should never hurt girls or fags in bed, but causing this little discomfort in their stretched pussy is important for his training. Does that make sense?
I really want to become a better Alpha and embrace my role more and more everyday.
See how faggot ownership is altering Master Joe’s perspective? He’s starting to consider not only his needs, but also what’s best for the faggot he owns. This maturity is also leading him to consider his own Alphahood and how he can more fully embrace that lofty promise.
In regards to Master Joe’s specific thoughts, I say the following:
Master, it’s always so wonderful to hear from you! Thank you for writing in!
This is a very keen observation on your part, one that deserves more scrutiny and consideration by all, not just faggots. Yes indeed, some pain is definitely part of a faggot’s life. As you noted, pain is actually a beneficial part of a faggot’s life, because that pain shapes the faggot’s mind and its sense of self and purpose.
You’ll never know the pain involved in having a big Alpha cock violating your holes (yes, let’s not forget the pain of being throat fucked!), but it’s never easy to take if the faggot is maintaining its pussy muscles and not abusing them to the point of prolapse. You Alphas want a tight, snug hole to fuck, but the trade-off is pain on the part of the faggot.
But here’s the key: that pain is pleasure for faggots! When an Alpha is entering us and it hurts, we are deriving pleasure from that pain EMOTIONALLY. We know we are pleasing our Alpha, and that emotional pleasure (or, more properly, hierarchical pleasure) sends endorphins flooding into our bloodstream from the excitement of being used properly. The harder and more intensely we are fucked, the greater the endorphin rush.
The intensity of this pain/pleasure crucible while being fucked is so great that, if and when an Alpha cunts us, the unexpected explosion of that feeling becomes overwhelming. That’s why cunting is such a startling and unforgettable experience for faggots, and why cunted faggots are essentially owned for life by the Alpha who cunted it.
And Master, as you said in your letter, that pain trains the faggot to always remember what it is. Like an invisible chastity cage, the throbbing ache of a well-fucked hole constantly reminds the faggot of its Master and its purpose. So pain isn’t a bad thing for faggots. In fact, I think it’s a good and natural part of our place in hierarchy! Thank you, Master!
That explanation was a bit more intense than I initially intended, but I really like it! I think I might use it as the core of a larger examination on the site! Or maybe a podcast episode!
But you see why I love Master Joe so much, right? He’s an amazing Alpha and Master, and his little faggot is lucky to have him hurting it every night!
The following post is part of a thread following the life and teachings of a 30-year-old God Alpha named Master Maurice as he takes ownership of a disabled faggot named Édouard. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!
Since my return I’ve been blessed with some truly extraordinary stories that really touched me and inspired me, but none have had quite the emotional impact of the story of Master Maurice and his ownership of a disabled faggot named Édouard.
As a God Alpha, Master Maurice can have anyone and anything he chooses. Yet he chose to own a disabled faggot. Let’s be honest: most Alphas would’ve said “no” to Édouard simply because of the degree of difficulty involved in owning him.
But Master Maurice is not like “most Alphas”. He’s a superlative of a superlative, a kind of real-life superhero who sees the lowly and afflicted and uses his great power and wisdom to effect positive change. Suffice it to say that I wish we had 10,000 more just like him!
I’m always so grateful when I hear back from this greatest of Kings, because he teaches by example and through his impactful words. He targets his messages, rather than simply using his voice to brag about his power and accomplishments.
He was inspired to write again from a recent post about Alpha scent, and from that comes another lesson:
Hey fag Sam, This Master Maurice, remember me? I haven’t shared my experiences with my fag for a while, but I came to your page to see what was going on and just saw this sexy post about Alpha scent. My fag is literally what you described. When he is upset, I literally shove his face on my sweaty balls and it’s a kind of magic for the fag. He literally changes his mood in 5 minutes on my balls or armpits. I wonder what the biological process is his fag brain for such a change of mood to happen so quickly.
I am also training him to ride my cock now. I usually fuck him missionary because, as you know, he can’t move his legs, missionary is usually the easier way to have full access to his hole while he hugs me, but I really like when fags ride my cock, so I decided to train him. At first he was not very confident because he doesn’t feel anything from his hips down, so he can’t use his knees to ride it. But I held his skinny body in my arms, reassuring that everything was okay, then I told him to open his hands on my chest and instead of using his legs, use his hands to go up and down.
His pussy is quite used to my cock, I literally molded his hole pounding him hard, so it wasn’t hard to go balls deep inside of him, but he didn’t want to move, he stayed still just feeling my hard cock in his ass. I wanted him to do sort of a push-up on my chest to move up and down, but he wasn’t even trying.
You know, I am very patient and I love my boy, I take care of him everyday in my life. But it’s not very smart to disobey a Man when his hard cock is shoved deep in your ass. I wasn’t fully rational, so I just said “come here, boy”, held his hips on both sides with my hands and pounded him to make sure that he would never forget who is the man and who is the faggot in my house. But I know very well how to be firm without hurting a fag, he never told me stop while I was banging his pussy. He just kept moaning and repeating “oh baby, it’s so deep, omg, it’s so deep”, I was literally teaching him how to serve my cock in cowgirl style without making him move a muscle, I was doing all the work, he was just a sextoy getting fucked on top of me. I was using all my strength to make him ride me, sliding his body up and down like a fleshjack.
Then I gave him a break, we were both sweaty, he was already out of breath. I hugged him, putting him on my chest, his head next to mine on my shoulder, without taking my cock from his hole, then I whispered in his ear “I love you boy, but when I tell you to do something in this bed, you do it” I didn’t want to be too hard on my fag, but I had asked him to serve me and he let his fear speak louder than his obedience. He just said sorry, still grasping for air, then I added “this is my house, my bed, and you are my faggot, now go back to what I told you to do” and it worked like magic. He put his both hands on my chest and started fucking himself using his arms to go up and down. I said “good boy” while he was moaning and stretching his pussy, I came after a few minutes and pumped a thick load in his ass.
He apologized again when I was giving him aftercare, but I told him that it was okay, kissed him tenderly and called him a good boy again. Then he fell asleep with my cum in his ass and his face on my armpit.
You may not remember, but I’m still fucking that nurse I hired. Another good boy with soft lips and a great nurse. My goal is moving him in as well, so I’d have two perfect fags and a full-time nurse to look after my boy.
I love that Master Maurice doesn’t allow sentimentality cloud his judgement or his training of his faggots. His expectations and commands still stand regardless of any physical limitations.
Why is this good? Because Master Maurice is pushing Édouard to become stronger and more resilient, not to give up when something is difficult!
Imagine Édouard’s pride after Master Maurice pushed him to actually do this difficult sexual position and then please Master so much he pumped a precious load into him! The next time there is some difficult task to please Master, what do you think Édouard’s attitude will be regarding that task?
That’s the beauty of TRAINING your faggots!
At Hebrews 12:11 The Bible states the following:
“True, no discipline seems for the present to be joyous, but it is painful; yet afterward, it yields the peaceable fruit of righteousness to those who have been trained by it.”
God Alphas like Master Maurice see the end result of discipline and training: a better, more confident faggot!
He also sees an endgame with this nurse faggot he’s been breeding, biding his time until he can move that nurse fag into his home to complete part of his growing Kingdom.
It’s God Alphas like Master Maurice who keep me smiling in confidence. He’s the living embodiment of everything this site teaches and is meant to amplify.
And I’m the proudest faggot to be trusted by this most incredible Alpha to share his inspirational story with you!
The following post is part of a thread following a 30-year-old Italian Alpha named Francesco who is living in America with a 19-year-old faggot. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!
It’s funny … Over the course of ten years with this site I’ve rarely covered the dismissal of a faggot. I’ve talked about my own dismissals, of course, but rarely any others. I’m sure it’s because faggots aren’t too keen to talk about their failures, and Alphas don’t generally want anything like that to tarnish their own reputation.
But Master Francesco is not a typical Alpha.
His recently-published diet plan for faggots was a huge hit with the readership, and there was a lot of chatter about it among faggots. What the diet plan revealed to me (aside from it’s clinically well-balanced ingredients) was an Alpha who thinks deeply about issues, considers all of the angles, and then strategically implements them for maximum effect. I’m always thrilled to speak with Alphas like him because his intelligence and precision fascinates me. How could a faggot not want to be owned by a Man like him??
But where I see an Alpha whose every word I’d die to obey, his latest faggot only saw as an authoritarian dictator who wouldn’t allow him to do whatever he wanted. What a shame!
You’ll recall that Master Francesco wrote the diet plan in response to the chubby faggot he owned with terrible eating habits that interrupted anal sex. With almost God-like patience and thoughtfulness, Master Francesco implored the faggot to take better care of itself.
But Alphas – even Master Francesco – won’t remain patient forever:
Hey, this is Francesco from Italy, the Alpha who teaches faggots how to eat well.
I’m sorry to tell you that I don’t have a sexy update today, but I believe it’s important to share what happened with me for boys to see what can happen when they insist on their bad behavior. I was going out with a beautiful fag for several weeks, the one who was always bloated and ate only chicken nuggets with french fries. I told him twice how he needed to change his eating habits, I prepared a whole menu for him, and told him I was willing to pay for his food. Not only he was always bloated and took hours to clean himself, but he was also getting chubby. So I tried to be reasonable and prepared a second menu for him. I was very patient and adapted the original menu for an easier one to follow, but still with fibers and lots of water. He disobeyed again and refused to follow it. Then last week I brought him home and was really horny, when I started fucking him the fag literally started to fart on my cock, even after an hour in my bathroom getting ready. It was a huge turn off, I got soft and didn’t want to use him anymore. I know that accidents happen and I’m always patient with my fags, but I told him that he needed to change his habits. Then he said for the third time that he would not, but I could keep him as a cocksucker without fucking his ass if I wanted.
Then I needed to make a tough decision and send him back home. I don’t like the feeling of dismissing a fag like that, but he was already testing my patience. I gave him all the chances to change and in return he gave me disobedience and disrespect. I am 30, he is 19, so I bet he will regret in the future, but it will be too late.
I went on Grindr and found another boy to unload my balls, but I hope to find a good fag to have at home soon. I don’t like using random fags who I haven’t trained. That’s it, Sam. I let this twink go, but there are one million more for my cock to breed. I hope the diet I sent you has helped your audience. If at least one good boy can improve their service with it, I am already happy.
Out of respect for Master Francesco, I will refrain from saying terrible things about this embarrassing, selfish faggot. Needless to say, I’m horrified by its behavior.
Still, the faggot’s terrible choice and its dismissal only allows us to see Master Francesco’s glory even better. What a sterling example of Alphahood he is, and what a wonderful precedent he sets for other Alpha Masters out there! He’s exactly the kind of Alpha every faggot should hope to find and serve better than this faggot did!
I thank and praise Master Francesco for everything he’s brought to this site. I cherish any Alpha who can say something as selfless as this: “I hope the diet I sent you has helped your audience. If at least one good boy can improve their service with it, I am already happy.” THAT is the voice of a TRUE MASTER and PROTECTOR ALPHA, one who reigns in such a way that all of his Kingdom is elevated!
This post is part of a thread following a faggot named Giovanni who is owned by Master Lorenzo. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!
I fall in love with some of the fag brothers who write to me a lot and share their feelings with me. In the past there were cute little fags like Guillaume or Titouan, or all of the seven fags owned by the straight Alphas in Toronto. These days adorable faggots like baby bunny Jimmy or Fabien have my heart.
And then there’s little Giovanni, primary faggot of Master Lorenzo. He’s special to me because I have been there every step of the way with him as he was acquired by Master Lorenzo, and Gio has shared every fear and every triumph along his path of fulfillment in endless emails. Most importantly, I know how much Gio pleases our mutual Master Lorenzo, and that fills me with great pride and joy.
Several months ago Master Lorenzo ordered everyone in his realm to cease all communication with me (and everyone else), a move that crushed and confused me. Making it worse was the fact that I wasn’t given very clear reasons why, so it felt like I was being punished. Now, I’m an experienced faggot who knows that sometimes Alphas make decisions we don’t understand, but our job is to obey and accept their direction … so that’s what I did when Master Lorenzo ordered a blackout. I accepted it and moved on.
Even after Master Lorenzo returned to me months later, I didn’t ask for reasons like a jilted lover. I’m his faggot; I was sure he had his reasons.
But now Master Lorenzo ordered Giovanni to write to me and explain what happened.
Helloooo brother Sam!! this is Giovanni from Brazil <3 <3
omg Sam, so much things happened… I really want to talk to you. I need to tell you something wrong that I did, I think you will be angry with me. I was talking with other men in the twitter, and this is why everything changed. You know when my papi and Master Lorenzo told you that we would disappear for some time? It was right after he found out about my twitter. I will explain to you: I was just curious using twitter and one day I sent a picture of me wearing lingerie to another man, without showing my face. I thought it was okay and Lorenzo would not be upset, so I continued to do this. This guy sent my picture to other guys, then when I saw there was soooo many guys asking my videos and pictures. One day one of them wanted me to send him money to do findom, so I told everything to Lorenzo and he was sooooo disappointed with me, so he told me that everybody from the family (I, Rafael, Bruno, Juan, and Jose) would quit social media and we would be together as a family without Internet. Lorenzo said that he didn’t want to tell you this part of the story because you would be upset with me, but I want to be honest. Sam, I thought before that Lorenzo would punish me just spanking my ass and then fucking me really hard, but no! He stopped fucking me for 2 weeks and put me grounded without Internet for 6 months!!! I could only use whatsapp to talk with my friends and my family, but no social media without his supervision. Yesterday it was 5 months of my punishment, but Lorenzo told me that I have been a really good boy for him, so he gave me permission to talk to you, but on the website, he wants me to share my questions and stories with you, but on the site now, not in the private email <3 <3 This is why we changed, it’s all my fault, and I hope you won’t be angry with me, Sam. But I love you soooo much, brother <3 And I miss you, Lorenzo forgived me for what I did and I hope you will forgive me too because I really love you <3
Another thing brother: I’m sooo excited with Jose coming here to Master’s house. He will be 1 week with us and I think it will be soooo hot to see my Master fucking him, omg!! And I am sure he will want to fuck me to, so I’m getting ready
I love you Sam <3 Now the things will be back to normal. I think Lorenzo was too hard on this punishment to me without social media, but I understand that I was wrong, and now he is okay again, he even said that he love me
(I am loving so much the nursing school!!! I will be a really committed and sexy nurse one day)
Just from reading that you can tell that Giovanni is just the craziest, silliest, cutest little faggot in the world, right?
There’s no way in the world I would be angry or disappointed in my brother Gio. I mean, I wish he would keep focused on the God Alpha he serves rather than lust after every Alpha he sees, but Gio’s young. When I was Gio’s age I was doing far worse!
And Master Lorenzo is a generous owner, allowing his Alpha brothers to fuck Gio as well in order to give Gio other dicks to service. Eager, hungry faggots like Gio (or Jimmy, or Fabien, or most faggots) need to be fed and bred, but they must also be cultivated, nurtured, and pruned through discipline.
I love that Master Lorenzo is putting Gio through nursing school. What a terrific vocation for a faggot (Chin, the faggot of Master Jin, is also a nurse), because it utilizes and enhances a faggot’s caring, service-oriented mindset. I’m incredibly proud of Gio for this!
But most of all, I just want to say that I’m not mad at my brother at all.
And I love you, little Gio. Thank you for being my friend, my brother, and my inspiration.
The following post is part of a thread chronicling the life of domination of a God Alpha named Master Jase. CLICK HERE to read all posts in this thread in chronological order!
I’m often shocked by how disrespectful some faggots are with their Masters. I remember being particularly incensed with Chin when he would repeatedly disrespect and disobey Master Jin (especially considering the life Master Jin provided for him). It simply makes no sense. If an ALPHA chooses a faggot to be his personal property, that faggot should be endlessly grateful, not self-righteous.
That deep respect we faggots should have for Alphas also extends to an Alpha’s Pack as well. Typically an Alpha Pack is made up of an Alpha’s close Alpha friends, but it can also be simply those close to an Alpha. An Alpha considers these people to be an extension of himself, so a faggot should do the same.
Like I said, I find it hard to imagine any faggot showing disrespect to an Alpha, but I really find it hard to understand a faggot showing Master Jase such disrespect. Seriously? He regularly (like, daily?) destroys males twice his size. He has unparalleled aggression and gym-honed strength. Even if a faggot could match his physical strength, it lacks the internal components Master Jase was born with that makes him one of the most fearsome predators on Earth.
You’d have a better chance of survival while disrespecting a bull … or a T-Rex.
Nevertheless, some fags have a death wish, and Master Jase has provided us with a great example. Listen to his account:
I think you’d be interested in this past weekend’s punishment-training of a fag who doesn’t know his place. I mentioned a few days ago that I had a roided up fag choking on my cock as I messaged you. While his weekend-long punishment may have ended, breaking his will and his submission is only starting. His name for now is mutt. You know I attach importance to titles. Sluts are above fags, fags are above mutts.
To keep a long story short, the now roided fag disrespected not only one of my social circle friends, but also chose to insult me. I had a night out with my social circle, and he confronted one of my social circle friends in such an arrogant, demeaning, cocky and entitled way that he had all my instincts pulsing to be released.
I had him grabbed by his collar and pinning him against a wall, ordering him to apologise. He does so, but then sealed his fate by demanding I let him go, referring to me as “this kung fu chink”.
You can imagine how it ended for him. I had his face slammed into the carpet and pinned, grinding it with a barely leashed alpha fury. I easily dragged him down to a car where one of my friends, who has served me before, drove me home. I had him, a man twice my size ripped with my muscle, meekly kneeling on the back-seat while I had a hand fisted in his hair the whole time.
I told him to cancel all his plans. I took his phone and slapped and punched his face around for good measure. As we got closer to my place, I told the fag that I was going to teach it good manners and behaviours, and I was going to beat it into him. “You’re about to learn your place as dirt barely worthy to touch my feet.”
He learnt swiftly that despite the size difference, I outpowered him. I choked and punched him til he almost lost breath. I kicked him as he weakly rolled underneath me. I pressed his head down into the floor with my foot as I tore his expensive clothes off. I punched him more. I took pleasure in inflicting hard, brutal, alpha violence on his hard, muscled body.
The thrill of manhandling and subdueing a strong built man into a overpowered muscle fag never gets old. Nothing gets my blood pumping and my cock harder than physically dominating a larger hunk. Nothing says owned and conquered like the now naked fag weakly crawling on the ground towards my feet, beaten and red, and I’m standing over him, dressed to impress, my muscles pumped from overpowering him.
I let my in-house slut watch as both entertainment and reward. He knelt nearby, captivated by my every move, and I knew he was hungry and waiting to serve and obey my next command for him. But I was far from done with the pathetic mutt.
I planted my boots against his face and made him kiss and lick them. I freed my giant straining cock from my pants, and let it bounce out and loom over the mutt like a battering ram. I could barely see the pathetic fag worshipping my boots under my massively pumped and thick cock.
My pre pooled on the back of his head, but when he tried to look up, I stamped on his head, pinning it to the ground. He obediently went back to worshiping my boots. When I finally gave him permission to look up…well. Fag, you of all people will no doubt have understood the absolute look of awe, fear, terror and wonder washed over his face upon seeing my monster cock looming over him.
I let my cock sway over the fag’s face for some time, before commanding him to tell me what he sees. “It’s so fucking big. You have such glorious balls and dick,” the fag began babbled, and I could hear him instinctively sniff in my scent. I could see his eyes transfixed on the slight flexing of my cock above him.
I gripped him again by his hair and slapped my cock across his face, letting him feel its immense weight and heat. I told him that my god cock will break him. I will use him. I will own him. “But you’re worthless right now, FAG. You need to earn the right to beg to serve me and my cock.”
I kicked him away, and he still was spellbound to my cock swinging out of my pants as he collapsed. I beckoned to my in-house slut and told him to make me comfortable. Being the good trained slut bitch he was, he began to undress and worship me at the same time.
The fag stayed on the ground and watched as my slut slowly pulled my boots and pants off, kissed my feet and snuggled against my legs. He continually thanked me as he made love to my pumped and strong muscles as he got my shirt off and kissed my pecs. Not once did he touch my cock or balls. He knew he didn’t get permission, so he worshipped everything else he could, including my pits. He put on a good show for the mutt.
Now naked, I made the mutt crawl towards me and sniff and lick my bare feet. Gripped him by the hair and made him look and smell at my cock. The fag made a mistake of trying to lick my cock from the overwhelming musk coming from it. I threw him down and punished his face and body, and told him to do it again. One more mistake and I would throw him out.
I held him under my cock for a long time until his face was smeared and dripping in my pre, and his eyes were completely dilated and dazed. I let go of him and the mutt collapsed to the ground, breathless and barely conscious. So fucking pathetic.
I pulled him back up and crushed his face under my huge cock. Made him stroke my cock with both of his hands. Made him cup and grope my balls. Made him sniff the overpowering scent of my manhood. Had him slowly go to kissing, and then made him hold his tongue out as I dragged my cock up and down, letting him taste my full length.
Finally I stuck my cockhead in his mouth. Told him to open wider, and bent his head back as I let the immense weight of my giant cock push its way in the fag’s mouth. I watched as his lips got taut, and his eyes began to tear up, and his jaws to widen even more. The faggot mutt could barely take in just my cockhead. Yet like all fags when they taste an alpha’s cock, he was instinctively adjusting to take more. His tongue was working, his throat was clenching, and I kept pushing.
By the end of the first couple hours, he had taken an additional couple inches of my cock and I felt my cockhead press against the back of his throat. More than half my cock was still outside his mouth. I made him stroke the remaining of my cock. Told him to taste. Told him to swallow my pre. I would pull out and slap his face around with both my hand and cock while he gasped for air before I pushed my cock back into his mouth. Force him until he was almost breathless before repeating it all again.
I hadn’t cum at all. You can imagine how throbbingly angry my cock was. My in-house slut had waited all this time, obedient and ready. I told the mutt to lower his head, all the way until his head touched the ground, and made him stay that way while I picked up my slut, slipped out his butt-plug and I pumped my cock into his ready muscled cunt. I made sure to fuck him loud and hard, so the mutt could hear every thrust and every slap. My slut cried and moaned and thanked me as I fucked him all over the room while the mutt remained kneeling and head to the ground. My slut had five assgasms in the one and a half hours I power-fucked him for.
I made the mutt look up as I got closer to breeding my slut. The fag watched as I suspended my slut above him and slammed him up and down my massive cock. I told him to watch what he craved, but needed to earn. I bred my slut so deep and so full that he was overfilling; I felt my cum spurting out his tight abused cunt ring around my cock and freely running down my thighs.
I pulled out my cock and the mutt moaned so loudly at the sight. I didn’t care, I flipped my slut so I could slide my cock in and out of his open mouth to clean it off cum and pre. Put him down and advanced on the mutt still kneeling. “Look at my cock,” I told the mutt. “You don’t deserve to clean it. You don’t deserve to receive my seed.” I walked and shoved my cockhead into the mutt’s head, making him choke. “You only deserve to taste it.”
This repeated throughout that night and the next day. I would command the mutt constantly. I would wrestle him, pin him, beat his body, then make him worship my pumped muscles. I left for a workout and commanded my in-house slut to wash the mutt. I came home to a clean and kneeling fag, and I shoved his face into my sweaty crotch to lick and sniff. I would tell him to glove up and fight in my home-gym ring, and when he inevitably lost to my overwhelming strength, I would use his body as a living heavy bag and between rounds, drill his mouth wide open.
I gave my in-house slut permission to use the mutt as well. My slut is a pre-alpha in training, so on occasion, I allow him to use what he’s learnt from me. While I pounded another fag in my room, I could hear him instructing the mutt on how to suck his cock. He would report back while worshiping my body and cock about the mutt’s progress. My slut has gotten very good at using his own dominance against inferior fags, using many of my techniques that I have used on him.
On Sunday morning, I painted the mutt’s face with pre, streaking his hair and cheeks in it, and made it tell me if it remembers what it did wrong on Friday. He began crying and pleading, saying he was so sorry for his rudeness, that knew his place now. “Please let me be your fag,” he begged hoarsely. His throat must have been so sore and rough, but he still begged. I pushed my cock against his lips, asked him to show me how much he wanted to be owned. He worshiped my cock and balls like his last meal.
As a final reward, I gripped his head and skull-fucked him for the first time. Letting him feel the same power in my thrusting cock as my punches. All the time, I told him that he will always be nothing but a fag to serve my needs. That he would serve me, but be broken and used how I wanted him to. He could still barely take half my cock in his mouth and throat. He gagged and flailed and cried and drooled, but he had never looked better.
I pulled out and just looked down at him as he heaved and panted. His built body red from days of hard punishment, his lips swollen and some splits, his eyes puffed, his chin soaked in spit and pre and his eyes disfocused. His face was utterly ruined. I turned away and told my slut to take him home, but told the faggot mutt that I would train his cunt the next time.
The dirty-talk was ongoing, fag. Very early on, I told the mutt, “Your only response from now is ‘Yes, Sir’.” He obeyed. While he worshipped my feet and cock, I gave a lot of one-word commands. They are powerful. “Crawl.” “Yes, Sir.” He crawled towards me, his eyes still locked onto me. I raised a foot and pressed it into his face. “Sniff.” “Yes, Sir.” He took deep inhales, taking in the strong scent of my feet. “Lick.” “Yes, Sir.” He slurped and licked over the base and even began to suck on my toes. I then shoved my foot on the back of his head and pinned his face to the ground. “Thank me.” “Yes, Sir, thank you, Sir,” was his muffled groaning reply. When it came to my cock laying on top of his face. “Sniff”. “Kiss.” “Look.” “Keep your tongue out.” Such simple commands yet so powerful when I say it. When I started to put my cock in his mouth. “Open.” “Wider.” “Taste.” I can’t remember all that I said or commanded, but that is just a taster.
It’s been a very long time since I’ve had to punish-train a mutt like this, faggot Sam. It’s a thrill, a reminder that I rule over other men, especially ones so cocky and entitled. That a huge muscled man twice my size and weight is but another demolished ragdoll in front of my superior strength and dominance.
Can you even believe this faggot called Master Jase a “kung-fu chink” to his face?? When I read that, I felt my blood pressure rise. I’m surprised Master Jase didn’t just end the fag’s life right then!
I think it goes without saying that this faggot deserved every bit of the punishment it received.
I’m on record as advocating that Alphas should not physically punish a fag when it misbehaves (because many faggots get off on the abuse). Of course, I would never presume to tell Master Jase how he should train his faggots. He definitely knows what he’s doing!
The extended weekend torture sequence Master Jase described above might not have been as effective without the call/response part when Master Jase was retraining its mind with his boot on its face. I can’t emphasize this enough. Alpha Masters must get inside the MINDS of their faggots through effective training, not violence. A faggot can handle a lot of physical abuse, but it’s the possible loss of access and privileges that really drive it.
But Master Jase is an exceptional Owner of faggots, so he knew exactly how to break this faggot of its disrespect.
Once more I implore my faggot brothers to humble yourselves and treat every aspect of your Master’s life – including his Pack – with the utmost respect and care!
The following post is part of a thread detailing the admission and submission of a new faggot named Ben to a teen Destroyer Alpha named Grayson. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!
I have a hard time handling the story of Ben the faggot and Master Grayson, the Destroyer Alpha Ben is serving. Part of me wants to encourage Ben to run from this Alpha who is constantly scheming and manipulating Ben’s life in mostly destructive ways.
But it seems pretty clear that Ben is somehow caught up like the proverbial fly in a spider’s web, except in this case the fly actually kind of likes being trapped.
The last time Ben wrote in with an update, Master Grayson seemed to change his tactics a little bit, focusing more on teaching rather than pure malevolence. Now Ben returns with an update that might indicate a method to Master Grayson’s madness.
It’s been a while since my last update and I have a lot to talk about. I mentioned last time that Grayson had downloaded a monitoring app on my phone and it had made it difficult to write these messages in secret since he can monitor my screen so I have resorted to writing these secretly at work. I wish I could upload photos to show you but I don’t know where to share them without giving out my information. His control has taken over further and I’m subjected to screen time limits and since I need my phone for work I have to finish “tasks” he gives for me to raise my screen time such as sucking him off, wedging myself, or putting on panties. Most of it so humiliating but I have to do it to use my phone but one of the different ones is going to the gym unlocks more time for me and I’ve seen myself actually tone up a bit. He’s even helped me actually become more focused at work and my craft with my restriction to different apps and everything is so strange like I’m somehow improving myself but I’m still subject to his humiliation and it’s driving me insane how productive but also degrading serving him has been.
You might also be wondering what happened to other alpha I was serving and to that degree Grayson has completely cut me off and they work in tandem now if I ever seek any other alpha besides Grayson I get punished. It’s really been demeaning and restricting to me, yet despite all of it sometimes I wake up on the floor of my apartment to serve Grayson and it feels right? Two things stood out to me that made me realize my predicament. The first was when I was serving Grayson and his friends at his house and one of them asked me “how are you so obedient” and without even thinking the words “because I’m here to please him” left my mouth without thinking like it was natural. While the second was I started dreaming, yes dreaming, about being chastity and just sucking his cock when previously I swore to myself chastity was something I wouldn’t do.
I thought my first interactions were conflicting but now I’m even more conflicted and don’t necessarily know how to approach such a convo with him and also really submit myself further. But one thing stands true which is his cock is genuinely unmatched. I’ve tried having up sex other people, fucking or giving head secretly but none of them really makes me act up the way he does. To reference your term you said about him being a “destroyer alpha” sometimes it feels like he is but others it feels like he’s also helping me become better just a very weird experience.
I’m starting to see some of the evil genius of Master Grayson’s methodology in training his faggots. Some of his harsher early steps in training Ben have focused into very specific, goal-oriented plans designed to improve Ben’s overall life.
You see, I think Master Grayson saw the excellent potential Ben had as a faggot, that he was naturally talented and service-oriented. However, Ben had tendencies that needed to be targeted and tweaked.
And as Ben says here, there are definite improvements because of it.
Sometimes a Master becomes something akin to a personal trainer, pushing his faggot so that it achieves maximum potential. My Master Aaron did that for me back in the day, encouraging me to work out like he did so I could reshape my body into one more enjoyable for him. Some Masters like to have that level of control.
Master Grayson’s methods are extreme, but it’s producing beautiful fruit!
Whereas I initially labeled Master Grayson a Destroyer Alpha, he might be more properly a Protector Alpha with a harsh training program. He understands that muscles must be destroyed before rebuilding into even stronger versions of themselves.
Ben is stronger than he was. And a better faggot, too! All because of Master Grayson’s tough love!
The following post is part of a thread following the rise of a 22-year-old Italian Alpha named Master Paolo who owns a muscle faggot. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!
Over the years I’ve had something of an adversarial relationship with “subs” who call themselves “power bottoms”. These are males who enjoy taking cock (or, more appropriately, enjoy using cock) to get themselves off. These power bottoms are usually in great shape, which gives them a false sense of authority or standing with Alphas. As if they are equal to Alphas. These ones act like their pussies shit gold and unicorn rainbows and taste like cotton candy.
But let’s replace the phrase “power bottom” with the oxymoron “dominant sub” to reveal just how idiotic and confused these ones are.
All I know is Alphas aren’t interested in selfish power bottoms that are unwilling to eventually submit and serve their purpose. And when an Alpha encounters a power bottom, he almost always uses his power to subjugate the power bottom and make it serve him, at least in the moment.
Master Paolo recently had an encounter with a power bottom that only confirms what I’ve encountered in the past about these selfish and obnoxious Hierarchical aberrations.
What’s up, Sam? This is Alpha Paolo from Italy again. I’ve been breeding my fag boyfriend so much that my cock is literally sore, and have been too busy to update you. But today I took a day off to relax while he visits his family, and I wanna say that you’re a lovely faggot and a good boy, your work here impresses me, and I wanna share my admiration. You know Sam, I think Alphas like me should be powerful but also kind with great fags like you.
Well, but I’m not here just to compliment my good fag. I wanna ask you about the difference between faggots and mere bottoms. Have you ever thought about this difference?
Let me explain: my boyfriend is a true faggot, he kisses my feet, takes my cock, and he knows my word is the law. So if he wants me to fuck him missionary, but I wanna see his ass up and fuck him doggy style, he never tries to make his desire overcome mine. That works for everything in our daily life as well, I decided the movies we watch, the food we eat, etc. We have a great relationship and he knows that I fuck other guys, and he is completely okay about that. We truly love each other, while we respect our places in hierarchy.
However, I often come across guys who seem to be a faggot, but behave very differently. A few days ago, while my bf was at work, I had a day off and found a guy on Grindr. You know that I’m not into femboys or twinks, so he was really strong and muscled. He arrived at my place and he was really hot, huge legs and round ass. But he was not what I expected at all. He was what some people would call a power bottom. He sucked my cock very well, and rode me with his strong legs gripping my body tightly, but he didn’t want to follow any of my orders. I ended up making him submit by pressing his neck against my pillow and banging his hole, but I felt like wrestling the guy. In a certain way, it is good to fuck really strong guys because I would never do that with a tiny skinny twink, but I wonder if I’ll ever find other fags like my boyfriend. You know what I mean? This guy was a great bottom but he was there to use my dick and feel pleasure. My boyfriend doesn’t even allow himself to think about pleasure. It’s about me, his Master and King.
So what do you think Sam? Will I need to start fucking femboys because they’re more likely to behave like faggots? Or I just need to search a little more and eventually I will find a real fag with the body type I like? I don’t know if there is anything wrong about me, but what I know for sure is that power bottoms are a huge turn off!!
Can you hear the frustration in the words of Master Paolo? Even though he eventually used his physical strength to overpower the bitch and breed it, the encounter wasn’t as satisfying as it should’ve been because of the power bottom’s terrible, selfish attitude.
I’m here to say that there is nothing at all wrong with Master Paolo demanding what he wants. He’s ALPHA. He shouldn’t need to ask for proper service or force someone to show him proper respect. He’s a King, and he deserves to be treated as such.
And he’s not alone. Almost all Alphas hate power bottoms as Master Paolo does, because these power bottoms disobey Hierarchical norms we all recognize. This bad attitude is the sexual equivalent of nails on a chalkboard, irritating and unpleasant.
Master Paolo asks if he will ever find true faggots with the body type he likes. I have no doubt they exist. Every body type has plenty of faggots from which to choose. Additionally, powerful Alphas like Master Paolo can often find their ideal body type and force them to become a faggot-like servant. There’s literally no limit to what an Alpha can choose to have and use!
I’m just glad that a real Alpha like Master Paolo can appreciate the difference between the selfless submissive service of a faggot and the selfish, self-glorifying actions of a power bottom! I’m also glad Master Paolo grabbed it and forced it to take his powerful rut rather than letting the power bottom continue its selfishness!
Ultimately, Alphas are the ones who police and readjust issues within hierarchy. I can bitch and moan about power bottoms, but that is meaningless. However, the firm, unyielding hand of an Alpha and his forceful rutting has the power to define the truth of hierarchy to these errant ones!
Thank you, Master Paolo, for your awesome example!
I have an alpha that I’ve had for awhile, we don’t live together but I come by his place often. I do chores for him, and of course I service him. Though he is a caring dom, he is becoming very strict, which I have no problem with. If I am not up to his standards, he will punish me- sometimes with spankings, sometimes he will intentionally make a mess for me to clean up. It is more frequent when he is in a bad mood.
The weird part is that I always enjoy when he is like this. I really enjoy being humiliated, and I like the discipline. It makes me a better faggot for him- I don’t want to slack off. It’s never abusive or physically harmful, he is just in charge and I feel like he has the right to. Is it common for fags to enjoy this? And why do fags enjoy this? I think his raw, angry, masculine energy being taken out on me (and my holes) just brings me a level of satisfaction that is hard to describe. Not sure if this is controversial or that if some fags do not enjoy this.
Thank you for the question, brother!
Congratulations on finding a Master who seems to be hitting all of the right buttons with you! You don’t sound unhappy at all about his more aggressive moments, but more curious as to why it is pleasurable to you. (Hopefully I’m reading that right!)
Let me preface my answer this way: while faggots are a natural part of our world, we are undoubtedly broken creatures. We know our imperfections and inferiority well. We feel it deep within ourselves, this worthlessness and shame.
We are often overlooked hierarchically by Men unless we have something to offer them, reinforcing those feelings of being nothing.
When Alphas treat us in abusive or demeaning ways, we recognize their abuse as “what we deserve”, but it’s even deeper than that. When Alphas abuse us verbally or physically, we feel finally “seen” by them. We have a purpose, and having purpose is deeply satisfying to anyone.
Some of this is closely related to Stockholm Syndrome, but I do think there are compelling variations from that classic explanation of abuse attraction. Faggots are poorly understood by modern psychiatry (if they’re acknowledged at all), so there’s very little specific knowledge to reference.
But having been a faggot my entire life, I feel my explanation above is as close to correct as I’ve ever seen. If anyone else has something to add, please do so in the comments.
Thank you for such an important question, brother!
The following post is part of a thread following the discoveries of a muscular straight Colombian Alpha named Juan as he owns and uses faggots as part of stable of worshipers. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!
The relationship between an Alpha and his faggot is one of the more dynamic and potentially-volatile partnerships in human history primarily because it involves to males. Sure, a faggot is not a Man, but it is still a male, and as such is prone to testosterone-fueled outbursts or power grabs. Often, a faggot will test its Master’s limits to see what it can get away with, as we saw several times with Chin and his Master, Jin.
When an Alpha doesn’t quickly squash such wayward behavior, the faggot gets emboldened and loses respect for the Alpha, leading to service failure.
That’s what I saw a few weeks ago when Master Juan told me about how his faggot was demanding that he fart in its face. It was even trying to dictate what Master Juan could eat so that his farts would be appropriately nasty for the faggot’s liking. And boy oh boy, I didn’t like that AT ALL. You can read that post by CLICKING HERE.
I had a feeling Master Juan was going to take my advice (which he didn’t initially ask for) and fix the situation. What he did was absolutely perfect:
Hola Sam, this is Juan again, from Madrid.
You answer me last week calling my attention for how wrong my attitude was regarding my fag addicted to my farts. Sometimes I’m afraid of being too harsh with him because I’m much stronger, but your advice was really important to rethink my attitude.
I wanna tell you that a few days ago he arrived home from work and his first question to me was “did you eat what tell you to eat?” in a bossy way. He was demanding me to eat only what would make me fart more on his face. I hated his tone and his bitchy attitude, so that was the last straw. I held him by his arm, and said “who do you think you are?” I said that he had no right to decide what I should eat and no right to demand me to fart on his face. Then I said “now on your knees” and fucked his throat. I gave him a few minutes to get the lube and prepare his hole, but I was angry with his attitude and not gentle at all. When he came back from the bathroom, I put him ass-up on the couch and spanked him much harder than I usually do.
I started fucking him and repeated several times “this is my house and you’re here to get fucked.” When he tried to answer, I covered his mouth because I was already too annoyed to hear his fag voice. So I banged him deep, hate fucking his pussy, and shot my load deep inside his ass.
When I finished, I just said “do you realize how many white fags like would do anything to serve my big black cock?”
After that, he went to the kitchen to prepare my dinner, and after we ate I gave him some love because the boy was scared with my anger. I kissed him, we cuddled, and I told him that from now on my farts on his face would be a reward for when he made me proud, but he is not supposed to decide when or how I’ll do it.
Now the fag is at my feet as he should thanks to your thoughtful reply, Sam. If he annoys me again, I’ll get rid of him and find another one.
HELL YEAH!!
This is how it’s done!! When an Alpha is present, his needs are the ONLY consideration! An Alpha can be kind and generous when it suits him or the situation calls for it, but there’s no way a faggot tells an Alpha what to do! This was a powerful reinforcement of that natural order!
Notice too how Master Juan’s perspective suddenly shifted. Before he was troubled by what to do with the demands of this faggot, and now he appreciates that he can just toss the faggot in the trash and find a more suitable one if this fag doesn’t get in line! THAT’S EXACTLY RIGHT!
Black Alphas have the dicks and the strength to always dominate faggots. That birthright is a proud one, and something all black Kings like Master Juan should cherish and respect and defend!
I’m so proud of Master Juan for taking such a stand and disciplining this faggot with a firm hand! Hopefully it has learned its lesson!
The following post is part of a thread following the discoveries of a muscular straight Colombian Alpha named Juan as he owns and uses faggots as part of stable of worshipers. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!
While I’ve certainly had my share of Alphas farting in my face (anyone who is an even marginally prolific cocksucker experiences this), I can’t say that farts ever interested me as a kink. I suppose there is a certain amount of degradation involved, and degradation of any kind will interest at least some subset of faggot. It was just never my thing.
But let’s say it WAS my thing. I can tell you with certainty that I would NEVER ask any Alpha or Master to fart in my face, nor would it become a prerequisite for me to serve them! Why? Because I’m a FAGGOT, and I EXIST TO SERVE. An Alpha doesn’t exist to serve my fetishes or do tricks to make me happy. That would be the wrong mindset with which to approach an Alpha you’re serving.
I preface this post with that declaration because of the following experience Master Juan of Colombia/Madrid told me. It frustrated me a great deal, so I wanted to lay out my perspective before going into his story. See if you can identify what’s bothering me.
Hi Sam, this is Alpha Juan from Colombia again. I talked to you last week about my sub boy, who loves to rim my ass when I am extra sweaty. I’m sending you another message because he is now into my farts. I know it sounds bizarre and disgusting, but my fag has been begging me to drink protein shakes and eat beans with steak, so I will be gassy, then he begs me to sit on his face and fart in his mouth while he rims me.
I just wanted an easy hole and an easy mouth to dump my loads and now I have this fag who gets much hornier with me farting on his face than with my hard cock. Of course he never refuses to give me head, but he never asks for my dick, yet he begs for my farts every time he comes to my apartment.
I don’t know, that’s too weird for me, I’m thinking about breaking up with him and find another sub femboy. But at the same time, he’s a good boy and maybe I could be more open-minded. Any thought about that? Is he the only one in the world with this desire or this is common among fags?
To answer Master Juan’s initial question, yes, there are a lot of fart fags out there. They pay Alphas in findom ridiculous amounts of money to have the Alpha sit on their faces and fart on them. It’s not a universal faggot fetish (like feet are), but there are certainly a lot of them.
But here’s my take: who gives a fuck what this faggot likes? It’s a FAGGOT. It has NO RIGHT to whine to Master Juan about it, or beg him repeatedly to eat differently so that Master Juan can satisfy its disgusting fetish. WTF? Master Juan is an ALPHA, not some “Baby Farts A-Lot” doll that entertains a faggot.
Even more distressing, Master Juan is surrendering his dominance to please the needs and requests of this ignorant and disrespectful faggot! Master Juan is clearly uncomfortable with this stuff, but he’s doing it anyway so his faggot will be happy and stop begging! HUH??? Instead, tell the faggot “NO!” firmly and then rape its throat until its face is covered in tears and throat slime.
A faggot is not an equal partner when serving an Alpha, people. Fags don’t have rights or a soapbox or an influential card to play. They serve, or they get the fuck out.
And I think it’s time this faggot gets the fuck out.
Before that happens, Master Juan could make it kneel and give the fag an ultimatum. If the faggot doesn’t comply, then it’s gone. Master Juan could replace that faggot with five more (and better) faggots within a week.
Alphas, DO NOT let your faggots run the dynamic or dictate to you how things should go so that the faggot will be happy. Once you give away that power and control, it’s hard to recover it. In the meantime, you’re spoiling a faggot by teaching it that it can whine its way into getting what it wants.
Hierarchy doesn’t work like that, and Alpha dominance keeps it that way!
The following post is part of a thread following the worship of a powerful straight Alpha named Andre by his woman, Angela, and a faggot named Alberto who serves them both. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!
Master Andre is even more intriguing as a figure primarily because I haven’t heard from him at all so far. That means I’m forced to understand him and his power through the descriptions of his actions from Angela, his faithful woman. I’m not complaining, though. I don’t need to talk to a tornado to understand its power, because I can see what it does and what effects it leaves in its wake.
Same with Master Andre. His adoring woman and his grateful faggot are ruled over with an uncompromising vision and precise expectations of service.
Angela wrote to me last night to tell me about an issue that is pretty common with straight Alphas: Master Andre wants his faggots to be hairless. I’ve known this about straight Alphas practically from the start of my faggot career. I had trouble in adolescence because I hated growing hair on my legs and armpits, and that hatred of body hair bled into my adult life and as I began serving straight Alphas. So when getting regularly bred became a feature of my service, I always made sure to get waxed professionally (and bleached enough for my asshole to qualify as a Chinese laundromat) so I was always smooth. From the comments I received from straight Alphas, they appreciated a nice clean fag hole like mine.
However, not every faggot has the weird hang-ups I have, so they must be taught through discipline to carefully craft their bodies into suitable sacrifices on the altar of straight Alpha lust.
That’s exactly what happened with Master Andre’s faggot Alberto. Here’s Angela with the story:
Hi Sam,
This is Angela again, King Andre’s girlfriend. We have been very happy with our faggot Alberto. I love the feeling of having a sub male for me use as much as I want as well.
I need to tell you what happened this past weekend so you can help me decide how to behave. I also shave my whole body regardless of what Andre wants because I don’t like to see my legs or ass with hair. Alberto, our sexy fag, has always had a very smooth skin as well. With time, I think he got a little less concerned about that, although he still serves us perfectly well. So last Saturday we were ready for one more amazing fuck when Andre opened Alberto’s ass and found some hair. Nothing too crazy, but enough to let him really upset. He got very mad at the boy and, without letting him explain what had happened, sent Alberto to the living room and said that he didn’t want to see him for the next hours. He literally rage fucked me after that. Andre fucked me twice and shot two big loads, making Alberto hear from the other room my moans as his huge dick destroyed my pussy. After he came twice, I asked him why he had been so rude with our faggot and Andre said that in his house no women should have body hair and if he was not strict about that Alberto would soon look like a bear.
Our fag is definitely what one would call a twink and some body hair is normal because after all he is still a man, but apparently this is non-negotiable for our sexy King. I told him to take it easy because the fag really loves him, but the most I could do was having Andre accepting some chest hair, but legs and ass must be smooth at all times, otherwise he refuses to fuck the fag.
Some hours later, when Alberto was already sleeping by himself in the couch, Andre went to the living room, took the fag in his arms and brought to our room. When the fag woke up, he said that he didn’t want to hurt his feelings, but that he was very disappointed to see that Alberto wasn’t taking care of his body as he should. The boy apologized and asked if he could give Andre some head and that was enough for the tough King to melt and put his big dick out. I was the lucky girl this time because I received two big loads in my pussy, the third one was much smaller, but it was enough for Alberto to swallow it and go to bed in a better mood.
When I was home alone with Alberto on Monday, I told him that I could help him to shave and make sure that he would always be ready. I noticed that keeping an eye on the fag’s legs and eye will be much easier than convincing my man to fuck a hairy ass.
To be honest, if he ever gets upset because I am not “perfect” as he wants, I will refuse to obey and will deprive him of pussy until he stops being picky. But Alberto immediately apologized and promised to behave better. Maybe that’s why he loved fucking this fag so much…
I’d like to know your opinion on this. Should I challenge Andre’s picky requirements of fucking smooth ass or is this just a normal reaction for a straight man?
First of all, Master Andre shows a keen understanding of how to properly discipline a faggot. Deprivation is the key to faggot discipline, not beating. It probably crushed Alberto to listen to his Master fucking Angela for hours and breeding her multiple times while he was alone on the couch in another room. And the discipline worked perfectly, as Master Andre returned to find a contrite and humbled faggot eager to serve properly once more!
I honestly find Angela’s letter to be quite revealing for a reason she did not intend. Near the end of the letter she mentions how she would punish Master Andre if he started complaining about her by depriving him of pussy. Oddly enough, it’s exactly this kind of gamesmanship played by women that lead Alphas to use faggots in the first place. I think it’s a mistake for any woman to think that her pussy is some unique and magic unicorn that only exists between her legs and nowhere else. Every female has a two-inch gash between her legs and is a potential target for Alpha cock. Then add in all of the cute faggots running around that are more than eager to kneel and serve an Alpha.
Hell, Men invented silicone pussies that vibrate and massage and don’t stink FOR A REASON.
So given the fact that Alphas can (and actually do) fuck anyone they please at any time, humility is of paramount importance. Females and faggots alike should be humbled to the core for any opportunity to serve a powerful Alpha like Master Andre, not play vindictive and disrespectful sex games with them!
But to answer your closing question directly, Angela, I don’t think you should do anything to Master Andre to change his stance because I believe that is pointless. He wants a hairless faggot to fuck, and he has no reason to change that stance. Alphas are accustomed to getting what they want without compromise, and I think Master Andre believes that implicitly.
Rather than trying to change an Alpha like Master Andre (who is by definition superior anyway), it’s better to simply become the humble and presentable worshipers he desires. That way you and Alberto will both get plenty of cock, cum, and affection from one of the great Kings of our world!
The following post is part of a thread following the development of a college football faggot named Ethan who finally found the circumstances to serve. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!
There’s no doubt that my previous site FagsWorshipAlphas and this one have had a large number of underage visitors lurking on them. In the first year of the site (on Tumblr) I shooed away questions and conversations from minors because I didn’t want to deal with the headaches or legal issues.
But I kept encountering kids who were putting themselves in frightening situations or trying things they didn’t understand, so I relaxed my standards a bit to try and give solid, fully transparent advice. I began to look at it this way: I would’ve loved to have had someone to talk to and get advice from when I was fumbling around in the darkness of my teen years as a burgeoning faggot. Despite what my critics suggest (without evidence), I desperately want to help people find their truth. And minors are people, too.
One of the most wonderful faggot brothers I’ve ever met on this wild internet journey of mine was a then-sixteen-year-old faggot named Ethan. In 2022 Ethan wrote me a heartfelt letter after I threatened to put up a paywall around FWA. He was desperate to hang onto the one thing that taught him the absolute truth about his life, so he reached out to somehow keep in touch with me.
Here’s what he wrote to me back in April of ’22:
Dear Sam, My name is Ethan, and I am a 16-year-old Faggot. I have been coming to your website for the last year and a half, almost 2 now. I saw your most recent post about making it a paid site and wanted to write this email to you for two reasons before it’s too late.
First, I was wondering if you could give me some advice. You see I have known I was a faggot since I was 10 years old. When I was in 5th grade I was in love with my 5th-grade teacher. He was such a nice and awesome teacher! He was always positive and supportive. I would always ask him if I could help around the classroom. Such as organizing the classroom library, wiping the desks down, hanging up classroom art, Sharping pencils, and, more. I was so excited to see him each day and help him out and wanted to do every for him. I also started having sexual dreams about him towards the end of the year. I didn’t know if I was gay or not, But I know I wanted to do anything he ask or said to do. Of course, he NEVER EVER touched me or did anything sexual! But I felt he had power over me and I loved it! He was just an amazing teacher. I was hoping you can give me the advice to help me find an Alpha. I have read a few posts on your site that you suggest for faggots my age find someone around the same age. But you see I am only attracted to older men, like at least 30s- 60s. Plus I am not out to a lot of people at my school yet, only a few think I’m Bi. I have tried using Grinder, but I have run into many problems. One is that most Alphas I like, are not into guys like me. You see I’m Very masculine, I’m 6′ tall, and about 225 – 230 pounds, I am on my High School’s JV Football team. I play MLB, (which is middle linebacker) Or FB (which is Full back). I also love to work out, and I can squat about 400 libs, (I have big Thighs hehe). I also can grow facial hair so I can look older than I really am. Anyways, Alphas on Grinder, always want small skinny, twink, Fem boys. Or they want boys to dress up and act like girls, and I am not that. Also, I don’t want to change, I like who I am, and I love football and sports. The other problem with Grinder is my age. I have met up with a few alphas, and I had to hide my age. But as soon as I tell them they ghost me. For example, I had been seen this one guy who was like in his 40s. for a few weeks and I had sucked him off 3 times, and last week I think he was getting suspicious about my age. He thought I was in college, but when I talked about school, the fact I go every day, and a few other details he finally asked straight out how old I was. It wasn’t like I was lying to him, like flat out, I just didn’t give him details. After that, he was mad and stop talking to me. I totally understand, they don’t want to get into trouble, and I did feel really bad about lying, and I do not want to lie to my alphas, because I know it’s not right. I just don’t know how to find one that will be ok with my age. Could you please give me some advice on how to find the right Alpha? I know I should not be lying to Alphas about my age or anything else but how do I find one? And one that likes me for me? Or should I change for my Alpha? Should I try to be more Fem. or dress like a girl for them? It’s just that, that is not really who I really am. I also wanted to send you this email because I wanted to say Thank You Soo Much, for making this site. even though I won’t be able to see if it is for pay since I do not have a credit card. I wanted to thank you for helping me so much. I know who I am now. Before I found your site I thought I was fucking crazy, or a very, Very, sick pervert. Just because I would fantasize and have dreams of men using me. Even though I was ok with myself for being gay, I thought it was sick to be thinking that I wanted older men to use me as a slave, and just a sexual object and for them to hurt me or say hateful things to me like call me a faggot or dog or wanting to be lesser than them and not equal. But you helped me know that it is all a part of nature, what the Hierarchy is, and my place in it. You helped me understand that I am not sick in the head, and there are many other Brothers like me out there. Thank you, Thank you, Thank you. You kind of saved my life! And if you still put the paywall up I understand. Please do not listen to the Fucking Haters! You also save so many that don’t email you, like I didn’t for the past year. Whenever I do get a credit card, your site will be the first one I sign up for! Thank you again, for everything you have done in the last 5 years! Happy Anniversary! I hope I can still stay in touch and let you know when I find an Alpha!
Thank you, Sincerely, Ethan
Can you see why I don’t judge minors as being too young to have honest conversations with about serious, life-altering decisions and courses of conduct? Ethan was clearly intelligent and in full control of his choices. He simply needed someone to talk to that he could trust, and I was that person.
Beyond that, I definitely felt drawn to him because he was honest-hearted. He admitted certain urges that others might try to hide for fear of judgement. I found Ethan to be quite mature and thoughtful for his age.
Sadly, I was headed to prison a few months later and my time to help him was limited.
Fortunately, Ethan reached back out to me recently and we reconnected. And I was glad to find out he’s now in college, but more than that, he’s finding his way as a faggot:
This is Ethan, we emailed back and forth a few times back in 2022 and 2023. I emailed you about finding alphas and meeting men on Grinder and how you told me to be myself even though I am a masculine Faggot, and not a femboy, that some alphas are into that. Since you gave me advice, I stopped using Grinder until I turned 18. I’m 19 now and turn 20 in June. I looked at FagsWorshipAlphas.com, hoping you would return when your “vacation” was up, but then it went down, and I thought I would never see or talk to you again. I found Hierarchy University a few days ago and am so glad I did. I have a few more questions and wanted to update you.
First, I think I found an Alpha! So I am at a university in Texas, and I have been going to a local Gym with some friends I met at school. Back in November, one of my friends said he saw a guy in the locker room wearing a cock cage. I was super intrigued, and it was hard to hide it. After we (they really) had a hard laugh about it. I asked him when he saw him and what he looked like, so I could maybe check it out. He gave me some info. But I never saw him whenever I would go by myself.
Eventually, I was with my friend and a few others, and he pointed the guy out to us as we were lifting. I did not go over to him then because I was with friends and too nervous. But at least I know what he looked like. It took me until February because of school and work, when I was able to get a brief idea of his schedule. He usually comes to the gym in the morning on the weekends and MWF in the midday and afternoons. It took me a while until I was able to talk to him, I was either always with my friends, or too shy, or there were too many people around.
Finally, in the middle of March, I caught him at the gym on a Sunday morning. The gym is usually void of a lot of people (most are at church), so I had to time it just write. I saw he was done with his set and treadmill, and he was walking to the locker room, and I followed him in. This time he was wearing his cage; I noticed a few times he wasn’t. So I followed him into the sauna, and there was another older man in there already. I waited until the older man left, then I started making casual talk. His name is Alan, and I asked him if he went to my school, which he did, but graduated like a year and a half ago. I then complimented him on his cage, and he smiled and said that it was a smaller one than he started with. I later found out he thought I was an alpha and was trying to pick him up haha. So I asked him if he had a master or Key holder, and he said he did. We talked for a bit about Alphas and Faggots. I told him I was a Faggot too, and was hoping he could give me some insight on how to find an Alpha like he did. He also said he had read your old site for a long time and saw it when it was first on Tumblr, right before that went dark too. Then two other older men came into the sauna and we had to cut our conversation short, just as well, cause I was also getting hard from talking about it all with someone one lol.
So after a while, we both decided to leave we went into the showers. I took a very quick shower as I did not want to miss him when he got out. As I was changing, he came out and I sat on the same bench and we chatted a little more, about other things, as there were others around. When we walked out, we exchanged numbers and we talked on the phone quite a few times after that. He told me that his Alpha was a black man Named King Karter and he and 3 other faggots worshiping him. Two of them are older, and online, mostly like Findom really. And one other he has had for a long time that is used sexually and demstically. They serve him by cleaning and cooking for him, financially by giving him some of their paycheck, and in other ways, and Sexually. I asked if King Karter was looking for more faggots and if I could meet with him. He had said he would ask his King the next time he would get a chance, but wasn’t sure.
A few weeks went by, and Alan called me and he said his alpha would have an interview with me. So he told me this before, but I will explain it. So his alpha has an interview with prospective faggots now, that want to serve him. Because he had one faggot that served him for a while and then just bailed because he did want to do a few of the certain things that his King was asking of him. This way he makes sure he only picks Faggots that are willing to do everything that is asked of them and know what to expect and how to serve. To prepare me for the interview, Alan talked to me and told me everything to expect, so I was prepared. Some of the things were like, will I cook and clean his apartment, which was a natural yes. Sexually, he said he is very, very dormant, which is most of the time. Which was ok with me although I told him I had not ever been fucked yet. He said as long as I’m ok with getting fucked and practice beforehand (which is a bit hard to do while living in a dorm) I was good. Alan said the first time is usually the hardest and roughest because he wants the Faggot to know how hard he can get. Alan said his King gave him black eyes and a split lip the first time, but he is not like that every time. Alan said his King also makes the faggots wear cock cadges at all times in the apartment, even when just cooking and cleaning or when the King is not home and when or / if they go out together. Because he said, his King finds it very offensive that faggots gets hard around him. Alan also told me that his King also has him and all his faggots use poppers constantly every time they are there, even when they are not having sex, he makes them watch popper training videos all of the time while working out their cunts, and while doing chores. I had never done poppers before this, but I know what they are.
I wanted to ask you, are there any side effects from using them a lot? I found conflicting information online. He also told me about one other aspect of service.
And finally, this was the big one, He said his King pimps him and the other faggot out to his friends and others. I told him I wasn’t sure if I could do that. Alan said that that was why the other faggot left. Alan said, He wasn’t sure about it either at first, but after a while, he realized that it was a Win, Win, Win scenario. He gets to have a lot more sex and practice with other men and pleases other alphas sexually, and he can take the things he learned from others and use his skills on his King, He said he is not allowed to have sex with anyone else like no hookups on Grinder, because his King does not want any risks of STDs. This way, his King can screen his clients beforehand, making sure they are all STD tested and Free. Alan also said he feels safer because his King knows where he is and who he is with, so he is not with some potential psycho killer. Also, it is a win for the clients as they will have a quality faggot to use. And finally, King Kater wins because he gets money and has us practice our skills, so when we come back, we can perform better for him. That was the basics of it.
I said I would have to think about the sex-selling part, and after a few weeks, I finally got comfortable with it. Alan sent him pics of me in a jock strap and Alan said his King liked my look. We had the interview a few weeks ago.
I also wanted to ask you if alphas tricking out their faggots is that a common thing? And what should I be aware of?
Since this email is getting long, I will let you know how the interview went in another email if you want to hear about it. I had it a few days ago, it was intense! 🙂 Really not what I was expecting.
Well, I am really glad you are back and love the new site! And I am glad I found you again!
Thanks Again, Sam!
Love you!
Ethan!
I thought this was an incredibly promising situation, but things got even better when Ethan was allowed to meet King Karter in the flesh!
Here is what happened last Sunday (4/6). Alan said I would have an interview at 11. I left my doom very early, went to a nearby gas station bathroom, and cleaned myself out just in case. I arrived at his apartment at around 10:45. When I was walking up to his place my stomach was in knots. When he opened the door, he was huge, like 6’3 bold, and goatee. He was wearing just some basketball shorts.
He told me to sit down and we talked for a good while. It felt like a work interview. He asked me where I grew up. When did I start thinking and knowing I was a faggot. How many men have I served? I told him the details I told you a few years ago like knowing when I was about 10. and about Grinder. I also told him I had never been fucked which I was nervous about, but he didn’t mind he did make sure I was willing to be fucked and breed, and I said yes absolutely! I just never found a guy I was comfortable with. I told him how I met Alan and how I was looking for an Alpha. I told him about your website (the old one because I didn’t find this one yet) and how you gave me great advice and really helped me, He said he heard about the site from # 1, (I will explain that later) and that he looked at it a few times but he liked this site called fagmaster or fag life, better because it was more for alphas, but he said you do good work to help faggots like me know their place. He said he hadn’t gone to them in a while because they went down too. (I think like yours I guess) I never heard of them so I don’t know.
Then he talked to me about his life and how he learned how to own faggots. He said he was always attracted to white boys but only had females sexually until he was 19 and got arrested with some friends carjacking and having pot on him. He said that while he was serving time in jail he learned how to use faggots. King Karter considers himself Bisexual. And sometimes had girlfriends but he has been more and more recently into white boy faggots. He said he only uses white boys faggots because he believes they need to pay restation for what they did to his ancestors. He said, “They raped us and used us and made us their slaves and now I do it to their children.” I did tell him I had family on my dad’s side who lived in the South and fought in the Confederate in the Civil War. He seemed to like that and laughed. I also told him I have family that are big right-wingers, and who are huge Trumpers and MAGA, and even some I think although I’m not sure are in the Proud Boys, I told him I wasn’t sure, but he liked learning about that I guess and smiled.
He then told me all of my duties if he took me as his faggot. Cooking and cleaning the apartment. That I must wear a cock cage at all times. He said he finds faggots being hard around him offensive and I do not have the right to have a hard dick. He said even when I’m doing chores such as laundry I would still have to wear one. I told him I understood but I said I had never put one on. He said I would get used to wearing it.
He also told me I was not allowed under any circumstances to have sex with anyone else without his knowledge or permission. And only with clients. I need to be tested for any STDs at least 2 times a month and must be on Prep(which I was) and Doxypep (which I wasn’t but now I am)
He also, said that he owned 4 other faggots, and he only uses numbers. He said faggots do not deserve names. He said the one I know as Alan he is #3, #1 was a faggot he met on Grinder after he came out of prison and has been the longest one he has owned. #2 and #4 are older men he met online who live in other parts of the country he does Zoom calls with them and uses them mostly as findom, but has met them a few times, and a few times they have come out here to serve him. He said he had had another #5 a few years ago but that one was kicked out because he did not want to get sold, he resisted a lot of the work and mostly only wanted sex. King Karter said if you serve me it’s more than just sex with me. So he kicked him out. King Karter said if I want to be owned by him I must be willing to do everything, including choices, sex, and dates. (with others). I said I was willing. He also said he makes all his fags get addicted to poppers. He said this is important as it makes the faggot brian weaker, more willing to be used. More willing to be molded. He said it would take my inhibitions and nervousness away and let me (him) own your mind easier for you and faster for me. I did say I had never done them but was willing to use them if there were no side effects he said no just getting high for a few minutes and it will help you when I fuck you.
I have a question for you, does your cock really get smaller, and how much and how fast. I have a 7.5 uncut, and I know you use cadges. How much smaller will mine get if I use it regularly?
Then he had me write down 3 lists of things, I want or have done sexually, things I might want to try, and things that I would rather not do. I would have put down piss under things that I would rather not do, but Alan said he was into that so I put it down under what I want to try to show that I want to be a better faggot and want to learn. We went through the list King Kater said that almost all of the things on the might want to try will be done to you like being gangbanged, and pumped out (which I was still nervous about but I only put it down the maybe list because I know that was one thing Alan said that would defiantly happen.) And King Karter said he wants me to try to think of being more open to some of the things on the do-not list. Some of them he agreed like blood and cutting he said will never be done. He said a few of them like Scat he was not into, but some of the clients might and you will have to do whatever they want. You are not there for your pleasure you are there for theirs. I told him I would try, and he laughed and said “You will do it, not try, but I will help you and train you first and have you get used to it before I would send you to someone that really wants to do it.” That did make me feel a little better about it. Another thing on the not list was taking pictures like nudes or videos, he said he would be ok with it but again he would like to to push your boundaries. I said, “I was just afraid of future jobs and losing them.” he said he understood but said we can work around it like using masks, or not showing our face, but we will talk about that later.
The next thing he had me do was to strip. He said he wanted to see what I was working with. I was already hard, basically as I was just walking up to the apartment, and was nervous I tried to hide it but he said “He would let it go this one time because this was the first interview, but after this he sees my hard fag prick again without a cadge he would have to beat me.” I just nodded and said, “Yes sir,” there was a cock cage sitting on the coffee table and to told me to turn around and put it on so he did have to see it (I think my dick). It actually took me a while to do both because I had to figure it out and how to put it on. And because I had to push my hard dick into it, I had to think of girls and boobs to get it to go down enough. Finally, I got it in when I turned around he didn’t seem annoyed though as it took a while I think.
Any tips on how to put it on faster and easier?
He had me bring out a huge laundry basket from the bedroom closet. And he had 2 new popper bottles on the table. King Karter had me dump all his dirty laundry on the ground, it was all dirty gym clothes and underwear. And I had to separate them in colors and whites. But every time I picked up an article of clothing I had to take a huge sniff of it, and breathe it in for a long time, and hold it. Then put it in either white or colors. After I pulled one peace out and sniffed it I would have to put one of the bottles under my nose and he said I would sniff (hit) the poppers. And I had to alternate if it was white I had to hit Amsterdam and if it was a color I had to hit Blue Boy. I went back and forth, from one to the other, all the time he was just sitting there watchin. He pulled off his shorts and was wearing a jockstrap, I could see the HUGE!!! Outline of his cock. It made me so weak. My heart was beating so fast and so hard, I think it was from the poppers but as I was so excited!! I was getting dizzy really fast. I was finally done. Then I had to put the colors in the washing machine. At this point I was feeling so weak I would let him do everything I could tell that he was right about the poppers, It was amazing. I was not nervous or anything and all I wanted to do was to please him.
Then he had me get on my knees in between his thick thighs. I thought “Yes I’m goin to suck that huge thick dick!!” My mouth was so wet and all I could do was stare at it. He said to go down and smell him. he said NO TOUNGE, NO LIPS! JUST SNIFF, You Got that Faggot?!
I nodded, I was sniffing him up and, and down, he would push my head into the side of his balls. Then after a few minutes, he would make me sniff more poppers. Then go back down. And smell him again, Then more poppers, then just more sniffing it was driving me so crazy being so close to this dick on the outside in his jock. I really really had to fight myself not to stick out my tongue but I wanted to show I could follow orders. At this point, I was like so Fuckin High, I never had felt like this even when I smoked pot. He would alternate between Amsterdame and Blue Boy. A few times he would put both under my nose. Then he would look at me and have me look up at him make me say I was a faggot, I want big N**ger Cock, and make me beg, then would have me sniff again. He would pull my hair and make my nose go up and down the shaft, in his jock I thought I would go insane.
Finally, a buzzer went off it was the laundry, I had to change it and put the colors in the dryer and the whites in. Then I came back, and he did the same thing only now he would slap me on the back of the head sometimes if I wasn’t sniffing hard enough or if he thought he felt my tongue, which would sometimes slip out a few times. He also made me do two bottles at once and sometimes in the mouth.
He had me make big sniffs of his ass crack and only took out his balls so I can sniff them. I would inhale a big popper sniff then hold it and exhale hard and then he would shove my head and face down under him, on his balls, his taint, his ass hole. I was so dizzy! 🙂 Then the buzzer went off again!
It was like I lost so much time. Because I know the cycle was like for 45 minutes plus an extra rinse cycle. But to me it felt like only 10-15 minutes, Dose poppers make you lose track of time?
It took me a while cause it was hard to stand up. Then I unloaded the dryer and loaded the whites in the dryer, and he had me fold the Darks into piles. He then asked me if I want to suck this big N*ger cock, I said yes please, he asked me again and at this point, I was begging, and he was stroking it in his jock, “Clean up your mess first and I’ll think about it.” He pointed to the carpet, I had a huge, huge wet spot under me from all my precum. I didn’t know you could precum like that, especially with a cage on. The cage felt so awkward like my dick was pushing inside me. Felt so weird, not like a bad weird, but just weird. I started to get up and get a paper towel but he Yelled at me, “No Faggot SUCK IT UP!” “First give me your phone!”
King Karter said my homework was to watch at least one, if not all 3 every single day. And follow the instructions. That this will help better train my faggot mind. He gave me the two popper bottles. He also told me to get a big black dildo if I didn’t have one already and use it on myself each time, and I must clean it off, Pull it out of my cunt and clean it with my mouth and shove it back in and keep doing it over and over, he wanted me to love the taste of my cunt on N*ger cock. I just nodded, At this point, I was so horny and wanted to do anything to take that cock in my mouth! But he didn’t let me suck him. He just said, Ok get dressed put your cage on the table before you leave.
I was so shocked I thought I was going to suck him off and he just walked out of the room. I felt I must have fucked up somehow like I did something wrong. I was almost about to start crying, and I don’t cry like almost ever. It was like he punched me in the gut. So I slowly got dressed and left. Putting the cage on the table, I was still rock hard and dripping, and I left.
It takes me about 45- 1 hr to drive from his place to the dorm and the whole ride back I was thinking I did something wrong what did I do? Hoping I did not fuck it up… I was killing myself. As soon as I got back to my dorm I texted Alan,#3, and see if I really fucked up and asked if I could make it up. He was at work so he couldn’t talk but later that evening we talked on the phone, I had to go outside because my roommate was there. #3 said I didn’t fuck it up. He said I was great, and that King Karter did the same thing just not as intense with him. He said he didn’t get to suck his cock until a few weeks later after he had started working for him. #3 also said King Karter wants to make sure you are not just in for the sex but everything else. And that this was a way to help condition my mind to serve him and his friends. This is what he does to test you and help train you. #3 also said I had to follow the instructions. Use the popper trainers every day. (which is hard in a Dorm, but I have done it a few times in my car, or I have to wait until my roommate is at class or out for the night) That I need to practice Ass to Mouth (even though I was not really into that) all the time now because he loves that shit.
Very powerful stuff! I especially loved the very clever use of the washer/dryer as a timing and task element to this initial meeting! It allows King Karter to gauge Ethan’s reaction time and attentiveness to detail!
As far as the pimping of faggots to Alpha friends, this seems to be more prevalent among black Alphas than white Alphas for whatever reason. I have never been fully owned by a black Alpha, so I was never pimped out this way. I know Ethan was a little rattled by that aspect, but it didn’t surprise me.
I’m just so proud of my brave young brother! I’m looking forward to seeing how his eye-opening new opportunity for service will develop!
Hi, I just found your website this morning and timing couldn’t be better, that’s exactly what I was looking for.
My name is Noah, I am 23, and I am straight. I have always liked girls, I dated several girls in my teenage years and everything was going well until a few years ago when I started watching bisex porn and loved it. At first I felt weird and a little guilty for jerking off to that because I do feel straight, but the more I tried to avoid it, the more I loved it. I went to therapy with a gay therapist specialist in sexuality to discuss my feelings. He was great to me and, after a few months working with me, he helped me to realize that I was indeed straight but I loved the idea of a dominant man fucking a woman and a sub man at the same time. And that’s exactly how I feel. I love the feeling of being in charge of the relationship and dominate both females and males.
I currently have a girlfriend who I love and she is openly bisexual. We have done threesomes with girls sometimes and we both enjoy it a lot. We started to explore having group sex with faggots as well in which I would dominate both her and the fag, and she was really into that. The problem, however, is that I found an amazing cocksucker with a wonderful tight ass who insists to “convert” me. I made it very clear from the beginning that I love my girl and she will be the mother of my children one day, but the faggot keeps saying that I’m not really straight, I’m just in denial, and I should break up with her and take him as my boyfriend.
I have no interest in breaking up with my girl, let along changing her for a male. But this cocksucker doesn’t understand it. I like him and his blowjob is much better than my girl’s, so I wonder if there is a way to make him understand what he is. I have been exploring your website for a few hours and I happy to see that your mindset aligns a lot with mine. I don’t want hurt my faggot’s feelings, but he needs to understand that in these relationship there are one man, one woman, and one faggot with very clear roles.
Any thoughts?
Sir, thank you so much for writing to me about this!
First of all, I commend you for being honest about your true needs! I think many straight Alphas feel exactly the same way as you do, but they have it in their heads that it is “wrong” to own/use faggots, or that they would be ostracized for doing so. And for those reasons they refuse the calling inside of them, and they fail to grow their power!
That’s simply insane, isn’t it? That’s why Alphas like you are so important, Sir. There are some straight Alphas who lead the pack, either Apex or God-level Alphas who demonstrate to the rest of their straight Alpha brothers that owning/using faggots doesn’t change sexuality, but only makes them more powerful!
That’s you, Sir.
I also commend you for taking this issue so seriously that you sought the advice of a mental health professional. This is a first for me (after ten years!). I think it really shows the depth of both your emotional intelligence as well as your undeniable quest for power and worship that you know you deserve.
That said, let’s tackle the issue with your current faggot. You clearly have an affection for the faggot’s feelings, a sure sign that you’re a true Protector Alpha. However, the faggot is making inappropriate and unwelcome suggestions to you. I understand this, as I’ve done the same thing (and paid dearly for the mistake). Here’s the issue: the faggot gets comfortable and starts to think it’s more attractive to you than it is. It forgets that it is not a PARTNER, but a useful and valuable UTILITY. Also: it is EASILY REPLACEABLE.
So you need to redirect the faggot’s mind, Sir.
I always suggest this as a first step: make the faggot kneel before you as you stand over it. Maybe stroke its head while looking at it. Then ask it what it is. The answer needs to be “I’m a faggot.” Have it repeat that multiple times. Say: “Good boy.”
Then ask it: “What is a faggot?” The answer needs to be something like “A faggot is a slave.” Have it repeat that multiple times. Then say: “Good boy”.
Then ask it: “What am I, faggot?” The answer should be “You’re my straight Master”. It’ll likely say “You’re my Master”, but make it emphasize the word “straight”. Have it repeat that several times. Then tell it “good boy.”
Then tell it some variation of this: “As a straight Master, I will never love you the way I love women. I will never want you the way I want women. You are my faggot, my slave, my possession, and nothing more. Do you understand that?” Wait for an answer.
Then ask it: “Are you willing to serve me as my faggot slave, or do I need to replace you with a different one?” If it agrees, then tell it “good boy” and then allow it to scent train on your crotch for a while. I think I would send it away with the order to think about what it has done to endanger its place at your feet in service to you, and tell it you expect a final decision at another time. This should put the faggot on edge and eager to return to service with a new mindset.
If that fails, there are other, more extreme options, Sir. But since this faggot serves well and just needs correction, I think this approach might be a good starting point.
I really hope my advice pleases you, Sir, and I hope you can put it into action and get good results! Please keep me updated if possible! My email is hierarchyuniversity@gmail.com.
I’m a straight, married 29 year old alpha, and I recently found your site. Even though I’m straight, I’ve been using gay guys for years since they can take a much more intense and brutal fucking than any of my girlfriends ever could. However, I HATE it when a fag’s little dick gets hard when I’m fucking it. It’s such a turn off. I tried a cock cage once, but didn’t really like seeing that down there either, and also I don’t use my fags very regularly. It’s more just a hookup every now and then. It can be a few days between or even several months, and they know not to contact me in between, so I can’t be managing its chastity.
Any ideas on how to instruct them to keep their dicks soft? Or maybe I need to punish them when they don’t, but I’m worried the little fuckers will enjoy that and only make the problem worse.
Master, thank you for writing to me! It’s always wonderful when I meet powerful straight Alphas like you who understand the upper-echelon of Hierarchical power that faggot ownership unlocks!
First of all, congratulations on your ownership and use of faggots, Master! I’d love to hear more about that if you ever have the time to write me. All God and Apex Alphas should be celebrated, because through the exercise of your power and dominance you change lives and give fulfillment and purpose to inferiors everywhere! My email is hierarchyuniversity@gmail.com.
I also want to congratulate you on correctly identifying the problem with disciplining faggots with more violence and pain. You’re absolutely right – most faggots would only get more turned on by that method. It’s a mistake I see so many Alphas make with their faggots. It really shows me that you are an insightful Master. Your faggots are lucky to be owned by you, Master!
There are really only two solutions to your issue, Master, but you might not like either of them. First and foremost, chastity is going to solve the problem. I don’t know how much you need to monitor that once it’s locked in place. And there are colors available (like pink) that might be more humorous than irritating.
The reason why I am an advocate of chastity (especially in this instance) is because it blunts the faggot’s ability to masturbate, which then lowers its libido. Ultimately I think that goal is more important to you than whether the faggot wears a chastity cage given your general disinterest in it.
The second method involves focused, intensive training designed to make the faggot despise its penis so much that it becomes disgusted by it. This is something I did to myself, actually, which has resulted in an eight-year stretch of no masturbation or orgasms (and also led me to self-lock four years ago). It’s possible for faggots to do this, too, but most of them don’t view Hierarchy as intensely important as I do.
But given what you said about not wanting to get too bogged down by your faggots, this second option is probably more headache burden than you really want to handle.
Master, I do very much thank you for writing to me. I do hope I gave you some help! Please let me know if you need anything else! Thank you!
This Master checked in on his faggot after it came home late, and apparently it broke Master’s rules about partying.
Now there are plenty of ways the Master could correct the faggot’s behavior, and I’m sure many of my faggot readers would come up with creative ways to punish it.
But this Master chose to give it dick.
In my philosophy, training faggots off of bad behavior involves DENYING THEM WHAT THEY WANT. In other words, DICK.
In the end, a Master will choose what’s appropriate and what works with each of his faggots.
