The following post is part of a thread chronicling the rise of an Alpha named Moby who has slowly ascended to become the Master of Johnny, his submissive boyfriend of two years. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!

Two days ago I received a long account of a natural Alpha Ascension in my “Questions From Readers” inbox so powerful that I couldn’t just limit it to a simple reply. The writer of the letter was a young gay sub male named Johnny. He has been in a committed, relatively-normal relationship with Moby, his Top, for two years.

Johnny’s account very neatly describes the perfect way Hierarchy will impose itself upon us and force us to embrace truths about ourselves we often don’t know until they are revealed within us. Also, the letter vividly illustrates how Alphahood cannot be denied or resisted when one is born that way.

I really want you to read and study this startling letter with me:

Hi Sam!

My name is Johnny. I’d like to share something I’ve been going through lately to hear your thoughts. I came across your site a few months back and it intrigued me.

So for context, I’ve been dating my boyfriend for about 2 years now. For simplicity sake, we can call him Moby (that’s not his real name FYI). Moby was my first. When we met, I hadn’t had sex with any other guy yet. I was (and still am) just figuring out what I like sexually. There’s always been a certain power-exchange balance in our relationship since we first met. Moby’s always been the more ‘dominant’ one, if you want to call it that. He’s 6’2” and tends to keep in shape and take care of himself. I like that about him. He’s got dirty blonde hair and a great body, not going to lie. I’m a little bit shorter than him. In essence, he’s bigger than me in pretty much every way. He looks like a real ‘Man’ and I like that about him.

In the bedroom, he very quickly took on a more dominant role, and taught me how to be submissive. Although I don’t always like to admit it, I’ve always felt the most comfortable being submissive with Moby. It just feels oddly right. To be completely honest, Moby has a pretty good-sized dick and he knows it. 

For fun one time, we got out some measuring tape and measured ourselves. Moby’s dick when just soft is a little over 5 inches and when hard….just a bit above 9.5 inches and quite thick. He was born gifted. And here I am measuring a tad over 5 inches when hard…Moby is clearly more “alpha” than I am, and we both know it. And, weirdly enough, I feel okay with that dynamic. I learned pretty quick that I absolutely love giving a good blow job. I could do that for hours and my bf definitely does not complain.

It wasn’t too long until Moby and I started to get into more of our deeper…fantasies. Moby introduced me to the concept of chastity. He’s always really been turned on by the idea of having me be in chastity. I, naturally curious, obliged him and I began wearing a cage when we’d have sex. Moby began to almost “train” me to associate the cage with not cumming and only focus on making him cum. After Moby would cum, he’d kiss me and cuddle me. When I’d ask to cum, he’d tell me no because he had already cum and that was pleasureful for us both. At first, that was really tough for me because I’ve always been a horny boy, and not getting release after sex was…hard for me, to say the least.

Next I knew, my bf was starting to keep me locked when going to bed. My dick would strain so hard against the confines of the cage. Moby noticed it and got me a strap to help with that. Moby soon began pushing me to wear my cage for longer, even when we’d just be at home not having sex. Because I gave the key to my bf, I really couldn’t decide when to unlock even if I was horny. I sometimes wonder if that was a good idea or not.

He’s been forcing me to go longer and longer without cumming. At first, just a day or two. And then close to a week…and then two weeks. Soon he began forcing me to wear the cage even when we’d go out in public. He says that the idea of knowing I’m locked up while no one else around us knows, really turns him on like nothing else. And, honestly, I think me too.

He’s been trying to convince me that I don’t need to worry about my own orgasm. He’ll say things like, “Baby, you don’t have to worry about touching your own dick. Don’t think of it as a dick anyway. That’ll only frustrate you. You don’t like touching it. It doesn’t feel good for you. Remember? That’s why I locked it up safe and sound, and you can relax by making my dick feel good. My cock is the only cock you need to think about, baby.” I hate it, but I’ve been starting to believe it. And, fuck, he turns me on. Something has changed inside Moby recently – almost feral-like.

Lately, Moby’s been experimenting with my ass. He’ll often eat me out and then fuck me for a long time. It was weird at first but feels great now…for the most part. Usually, he likes to just cum inside me to finish. It kinda hurts ngl, but why does it feel so good when I feel his cock pulsing inside me. It kinda relaxes me. Sometimes after a good fucking, I find that my dick has almost, like, spontaneously shot precum or at least something that looks like that. Moby always has me keep his cum inside me after he unloads. He’s very adamant about that. Often, he’ll make me go to bed with his cum still inside my ass. It turns me on ngl.

The last time Moby let me cum was almost a month and a half ago at this point. I’m so fricking horny all the time and I don’t know what to do with all of it! I can’t think straight. Moby keeps reassuring me that when the time is right, my “body will learn to cum just from me fucking you” and that I have to learn to cum from his cock sliding in and out of me. Whereas before it’d hurt for him to slide his dick inside me, now it’s kinda starting to feel good. I don’t know. It’s a weird feeling. I feel confused but strangely satisfied. What do I do, Sam?

Moby just told me last night that he plans on keeping the key to my cage on a more permanent basis. He said I’m ready. At times, he calls me “boy.” He says that he wants me to stay locked basically all the time and that he’d let me out occasionally in the shower so he can clean me. I work from home, so that isn’t a real big concern. He doesn’t want me to have access to my penis anymore, basically. He said, “It’s either my cock or your nub. You can’t have both, so choose.” I don’t know what to do. Sometimes my dick strains so hard in it cage that it feels like it’s gonna break out. It never does, of course.

So, I guess, what do I do, Sam? I’m kinda at a loss. This all seems to have happened so suddenly and now I seem to be living a life where I can’t even touch my own dick without permission. That doesn’t feel normal. I’m forced to sit down to pee (which Moby likes) and service his cock when he pleases. And to be honest with myself…I absolutely love it…while feeling utterly terrified at the same time. What do I do? Is this normal? If I go with this, is it even possible to live a life without really using my dick? What if other guys find out? I really like Moby’s dick though…ugh…I don’t know.

Best,

Johnny

You can hear the panic in Johnny’s words, can’t you? But beyond that panic, there is also the sound of fulfillment and purpose!

Every step of Master Moby has taken during the course of enslaving Johnny has been one of curiosity fueled by his primal instincts. He seems to be approaching this enslavement of Johnny in the same way any animal blindly and thoughtlessly follows its instincts at the right time. It was inevitable that Master Moby’s Alpha instinct would kick in and he would need to take further and deeper control of Johnny until Johnny accepted what he is to Master Moby: his faggot.

Personally, I can’t help but wonder about Master Moby’s past, and whether or not he ever had any exposure to faggot worship and service prior to being with Johnny. Regardless, it’s so very clear that the Alpha programming within him demanded that Johnny must be subjugated, placed into chastity, and turned into his property.

To answer Johnny’s concluding questions:

1. There is nothing more to do except obey Master Moby and try to please him.
2. As I laid out above, yes, this is perfectly normal for an ascending Alpha who is truly embracing his power and authority as such. It’s also normal for an Alpha who wants to be the Master of a personal faggot.
3. Yes, it’s possible to live a “normal” life without the use of your dick. Nature made the call at birth when it gave you a substandard dick and submissive personality. You’re now owned by an Alpha endowed with a large cock and the dominance to use it. Your dick is now nothing more than a urination device, as well as a means for Master Moby to train you (through caging it) to focus on the only true cock in the relationship: HIS COCK.
4. Who cares what anyone else thinks about your caged penis? Yes, they might laugh or be morbidly curious about it. So what? By wearing that cage you are proudly displaying the fact that you are the property of a true Alpha Master like Moby. Out of all the faggots he could own, he chose YOU. Nobody else wears Master Moby’s chastity cage, so look at it like a wedding ring and be PROUD!

I love receiving experiences like this one. They go a long way to indisputably proving not only the TRUTH of Hierarchy, but also its INEVITABILITY. These are the roles we are meant to inhabit and fulfill. Even when we don’t understand why we do the things we do or why we love it, NATURE DOES!

Hi brother Sam,

Thanks to your informative posts I have finally realized that I am a faggot. Although my boyfriend is not familiar with the hierarchy, when we have sex he naturally senses my submission and adopts an alpha role. It has also become clear for the both of us that his pleasure is the only thing that matters. He regularly fucks me mercilessly and cunts me until he cums inside me. After he finishes, he says that he is exhausted and leaves me touching myself so I can come alone. It feels natural to be used and treated like a fuck toy.

The thing that leaves me unsatisfied is that in our day-to-day lives we have a regular relationship where we behave like equals. He likes to cook for me and does half of the housework, which often frustrates me. I don’t know how to tell him that I want to become his faggot and fully submit to him without scaring him. Lately, I have been trying to do more housework, encouraging him to have a rest while I clean or wash the clothes, but I feel that it is not working.

What are subtle things that I can do to signal that I want to fully submit to him and help him accept his alphahood?

Hi brother, thanks for the question!

This is a pretty common issue among gay couples. Men too often view submission as “kink play” consigned to the bedroom, while believing equality and mutual respect is the “proper” way to be in everyday life. 

But that’s simply not how true faggots are. I think it’s almost impossible for an Alpha to understand that we faggots are actually HURT (and it’s almost like a physical pain!) when our Alphas don’t allow us to serve as their property, their faggot. For true faggots, it’s not a fetish … it’s WHAT WE ARE BORN TO BE.

Tell you what: I want you to read this article I just wrote and then put it into practice: https://hierarchyuniversity.com/the-way-to-an-alphas-heart/ 

Greet him on your knees and kiss his feet when he walks through the door. Sit at his feet while he’s watching TV. 

Start calling him “Sir”. 

You need to fully lean into your true feelings and submit to him completely. If he’s as dominant as you describe in the bedroom, then surely these steps will help him embrace his dominance in all areas of his life!

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Being born a faggot and then fulfilling that purpose is not easy. We are used roughly, treated harshly, drained and discarded and forgotten. Actual trash might have it better, because at least trash has someone to pick it up. A faggot ultimately has nobody.

Unless they’re owned.

Being owned by an Alpha should be the goal for any faggot seeking lifetime fulfillment. Why? Because it’s a harsh world for a weak and defenseless thing like a faggot! Having an Alpha owner protects us from harm while giving us purpose. From an evolutionary perspective, that’s probably how faggot ownership happened, as faggots sought to be useful to the more dominant Alphas of a collective.

But even when we are owned, life can be stressful. Masters often have long lists of demands on our time with chores and other stuff. And then there are the constant demands for sex, which of course we love, but we tend to get beaten up in the process of getting fucked in our throats and asses (not to mention the spankings, whippings, restraints, chokings, and everything else).

That’s why AFTERCARE is so very important in relationships that involve power play. It’s defined nicely this way:

The time spent following sexual activity where partners check in with each other, providing comfort and ensuring both feel cared for and relaxed by engaging in activities like cuddling, talking, or simply taking a moment to unwind together.

In pure Alpha/faggot situations (especially involving straight Alphas), there’s typically not a lot of aftercare happening. Straight Alphas don’t provide a lot of aftercare with their females, so it’d be a mistake to expect straight Alphas to show care and concern for their faggots.

But it can happen. I know it can, because I’ve been owned by straight Alphas who showed aftercare for me. I’ve known of straight Alphas who have given aftercare for other faggots. So it does happen, and it really speaks to the inner qualities of the Alpha when he does.

Why is aftercare important anyway? Well, let’s face it: when Alphas use subs, they tend to get rough. Violent. Abusive. Degrading. It’s nothing more than the animal side buried within every Alpha coming out during a primal moment. I call it Beast Mode. During this time, Alphas slap, spit, choke, and show a kind of hate that can be frightening (as well as exciting).

But once an Alpha has finished and is coming down from his rut, he pretty quickly returns to a state of deep relaxation and contentment, but for the one being used (female or faggot), they are still in a state of alarm. It’s natural. The body produces adrenaline while under stress, and that doesn’t dissipate so easily.

So it’s important for an Alpha to comfort the faggot. Holding it, stroking its hair, speaking encouragingly to it, all help to remind it that it’s still valuable and cherished. The net effect of this kind of aftercare is to build loyalty in the faggot. Once it realizes that its Owner doesn’t mean it harm, it’s drawn to both the power it experienced while being used and the compassion it experienced afterward.

The following video captures a form of aftercare. The Alpha has just finished breeding his faggot, and he spends some time holding the faggot while gently stroking his cock inside it. The soft caresses and the nuzzling tells the faggot it pleased him well and that it is valued. It’s beautiful.

So Alphas, take some time to comfort your faggots. Whether it’s a massive financial drain or a rough, rape-like fuck, your faggots are serving out of loyalty and devotion to you. Let them know their sacrifices are not unappreciated or in vain.