The following post is part of a thread chronicling the ascension of a straight Alpha named Mike who has taken ownership of his first faggot named Benjamin. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!
Even I don’t know the percentage of straight Alphas who use faggots as cocksuckers and then don’t fuck them, but it seems pretty low to me. I mean, my first Alpha Roger didn’t fuck my ass, but he seems to be an outlier.
What I’m getting at is this: if a straight Alpha uses a faggot for blowjobs consistently for a period of time, he’s more than likely going to end up mounting and breeding it as well. After all, he’s now getting head from a faggot and realizing it doesn’t change his sexual preference, so why not go farther and fuck it as well?
The probability goes even higher if the straight Alpha keeps the faggot in-house as a personal slave. Day after day the Alpha comes home frustrated and in need of a hole to relentlessly pound, and there’s an eager, obedient hole to use! How convenient!
I knew Master Mike would eventually fuck his faggot Benjamin after a couple of weeks of constant oral service. Master Mike is a truly powerful straight Alpha who is used to getting his way, and he seems to have little concern about the opinions of the inferiors all around him. After hearing the way Master Mike practically growled while describing Benji’s insatiable throat, I figured Master Mike would be breeding Benji in short order.
Then the other day, it happened:
Benji would like to pass on his thanks. He seemed to enjoy his pussy getting smashed yesterday. I know I enjoyed it. Most girls don’t give up their assholes but Benji gritted his teeth and took it. Because he had sucked me off so many times it was quite a marathon fuck too. Just under 2 hours. And I will admit I get pretty rough with it towards the end. Shot my load deep in his pussy. Fuck was I tired once done. I woke up this morning with Benji trapped under me still. I had him fully pinned for 10 hours and the fucking fag was SMILING in his sleep. So I took my morning wood and went balls deep again. That pussy will never provide resistance to me again. Shot my second load in his cunt and plugged it to let it fully enter his bloodstream. I then had him clean up the 2 fucks worth of crusted lube and ass slime and cum. The breakfast of fags. Going to need him to change my sheets too as his pussy leaked overnight. The one issue I have is the little bit of hair stubble he has on his hole. I want it perfectly smooth which can’t be done with shaving. Time to book him in for some laser treatment.
I love how nonchalantly Master Mike relates this huge moment in his life. After all, this was the first time he’s ever bred a faggot!
Also, take note of Master Mike’s sudden attentiveness to Benjamin’s grooming. He wants to reshape his faggot into the perfect toy worthy of taking his cock and his kids. That indicates a POSSESSIVE MINDSET, something often seen in truly powerful Alpha Masters who want to OWN THEIR FAGGOTS COMPLETELY.
Then Master Mike added more:
There was some resistance but he was very eager and I used plenty of lube. I know that probably makes me a soft touch of a Master. Spoiling him with lube and letting him sleep in my bed. I honestly felt so powerful in that moment. Hearing his whimpers and whines. And then his begging for more. I was slow and firm getting into him. Got balls deep and held for a minute while I made him recite over and over that he was my faggot. My property. Then I started. I can only describe it as a rut. I dont remember much of the next few hours. I woke up this morning with my arms in a tackle hold around his neck and shoulders. My legs spreading and pinning his. Fuck it felt good. No chick would ever let you fuck her that hard. Or physically restrain he like that. He struggled a little bit but I don’t think he wanted to break free. He knows I like to physically overpower so I think he was showing how helpless he was. Benji was not a virgin but it has been about a year and a half since he was fucked and he has never been fucked like that. Such a good faggot though. Definitely worth it.
It’s so awesome that Master Mike is deep enough and thoughtful enough to really take the time to ponder the glories of faggot ownership compared to the use of females. And it’s clear that Benjamin’s faithful and devoted service is making a believer out of Master Mike!
A couple of months ago Master Mike probably never imagined that his life could be like this. He already knew he was born a King, but he couldn’t really grasp the full extent of his Kingdom.
But his eyes are wide open now, and the possibilities are endless!
The following post is part of a thread chronicling the service of a faggot named Matt who is owned by an intense 35-year-old Alpha named Master Connor. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!
Last week we were introduced to a faggot named Matt and the brutal, violent Alpha who owns him, Master Connor. Matt told me about how Master Connor would beat him before breeding him aggressively, something that alarmed me quite a bit.
Matt decided to continue serving Master Connor, which I can understand to some degree. Matt was newly in chastity for Master Connor, but he asked me if I thought he should offer his Master the keys to his chastity, thereby completely surrendering control over his body to a Master whose temper seems to turn on a dime.
I told Matt he should offer Master Connor the keys in order to demonstrate real submission and trust. Matt did that, and this was the result:
So today was the day I handed over the keys to my clit to Master Connor. I wasn’t sure how he would react. I came over before his kickboxing session and offered them to him saying it only felt right for him to hold that power over a faggot in service like me.
His reaction? Laughter. He let me know just how pathetic one must be to not only wear a clit cage but to essentially beg a Man like himself to keep the keys. But after ridiculing me, he said it was the right thing to do.
He then told me how he felt about my clit. Said it was annoying and disgusting to see it sticking out in my panties when I was serving and he was using me. He asked if I thought I deserved to even have a dick – as limp and useless as it is.
I, of course, agreed with his assessment and said how embarrassing it was to have something that even attempted to emulate the strength and power of a true Man.
I suggested that I could get a smaller and smaller cage the longer I stayed locked and make it less and less noticeable. He nodded then told me to drop my panties!
I’ve never intentionally exposed myself to him in that way and he’s never demanded it (or wanted it). He looked down for a few seconds and then stared into my eyes saying “when I get back, you’ll tell me how small it can get – how much it can disappear – because I never want to see that excuse for a dick sticking out like that ever again.”
With that, he walked out with the keys to my cage still in hand and I was left naked with my mind racing about how to address his demands.
I’ve definitely explored smaller cages and have even downsized a couple of times. But I’m already down to the small size – only two away from a nub/flat cage.
After getting the meal prepped and baking in the oven, I decided to pull up the smaller options and have them ready for when Master Connor returned.
Like last time, he came back drenched in sweat. I was immediately in heat. I wanted to lick every drop from his body and then some. He stared at me as I kneeled admiring all of his glory. Then I looked up and our eyes locked. He grabbed my head and buried my face into his crotch just holding me there for a minute. I kept taking deep breaths of his God scent. Feeling his thick dick and heavy balls pressed against my drooling mouth as I lost all sense of the world around me.
He yanked my head back. Spit in my face. And then said “how small do YOU want it to be?”
I was totally caught off guard. At first I didn’t understand why he’d want me to have an opinion instead of telling me what he wanted – expected – demanded. But then I realized he wanted me to know what he wanted and expected and to demand it of myself.
Meekly, I replied “as small as it can get Sir.”
He nodded as if in thought. Then simply said “then do it faggot.”
I just suggested to and agreed to cram my nub into something so tiny that I wasn’t sure if it was even possible. But I somehow wanted it too even if it hurt. For HIM.
Before I could even fully process that next step, he was taking off his shorts and trunks. I was so excited to choke on his cock. But instead I began gagging on his sweat-soaked trunks as he shoved them into my mouth.
Then, over the counter I went. A fast blistering to my ass that was intense but left me whimpering through his salty, musky underwear in my mouth with no time to cry out. With only a little spit, he drove his thick dick deep into my pussy. Wow. I’ve never felt such a raw power and dominance. It definitively hurt but only physically. In every other way it felt totally right.
As he bred me with incredible aggression, he spoke to me. The words he said would be vile to anyone with any dignity but, for me, affirmed my position as HIS faggot and it brought me peace, almost bliss – even as I knew my cunt would hurt so badly the next day. I didn’t care in that moment. I knew this was right and I got lost in his rut – drooling and babbling mindlessly through his underwear stuffed in my mouth.
When he finally shot his Alpha load deep in my guts, I was completely transported to a different state of being. I was shaking and shivering. He had barely taken the soaked trunks out of my mouth before I was instinctively cleaning his cock in total worship. He let out a hot, large stream of piss and I choked it down faster than I’ve ever had to before.
About that time, the timer went off. He threw the trunks at me and said “sniff those as much as you want faggot. Just order me new ones when you order your tiny little cage you fucking cocksucker.” And with that, no recovery time today. Just dismissal with orders and a souvenir that will forever imprint me.
About to order the smallest cage available from Kink3D. And then it’s to ordering him new underwear as I sniff the pair I will forever worship.
I think it’s clear that not all hyper-aggressive and borderline violent Alphas are detrimental to faggots. Quite the opposite! Master Connor is banging Matt into shape, crafting him with hammer-blows into a faggot useful for his level of Alpha rage!
This experience shows Master Connor’s innate understanding of the power of his scented sweat on the mind of a faggot. It also shows how well Master Connor unapologetically embraces the enormity of his Alphahood and the rights that affords him. He knows it’s him right to borderline-rape his faggot and then forcibly make the faggot swallow his piss without warning. Some Alphas just get it.
I’m very proud of my brother Matt for being flexible and allowing his Master to guide his descension into perpetual subspace. He may not have many other choices, but he’s honestly trying to fulfill Master Connor’s demands. It’s pretty clear that perpetual subspace has taken over Matt’s mind thanks to Master Connor’s scented underwear and the frequent violent breedings!
Behind all of the violence and rage, I sense that Master Connor has purpose behind his actions. I’m probably as eager as Matt to find out what that full purpose looks like!
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:
There is nothing more to do except obey Master Moby and try to please him.
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.
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.
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!
I’ve known but a very few other faggots (meaning those who recognized me as a faggot and were willing to relate to me on that level)… I was surprised to find that a goodly percentage of the fellow faggots I spoke with do not feel that they were “natural born faggots”… Rather they cite some life experience such as being bullied, watching another fag being dominated by an Alpha or themselves being overcome by the desire to submit when confronted in some manner by an outwardly dominant Apha male resulting in an inner transformation… They consider this experience to have been their moment of transformation which rendered them faggots from that point on… Other faggots I had occasion to discuss this matter with shared my belief that we are BORN FAGGOTS and we all experience some type of life experience which serves to awaken the dormant faggot inside of us… By that point, our recognition of the superior Alpha male persona, along with our inner desire to submit cause the experience to become an extremely vivid memory which some faggots confuse with a transformation… Even before I became familiar with the term”faggot” I’ve always felt “hard wired” to submit as opposed to dominate… As early as 7th grade I began to consciously identify certain male classmates as superior to myself in both physical as well as other, sometimes indiscernible ways… I inwardly acknowledged my place at the bottom rung of the hierarchy long before I heard or understood the term… Though BORN a faggot, I believe that living the faggot life is nurtured through a myriad of life experiences…
Hi brother! Thank you for writing!
Yes, I’m of the opinion that natural faggots are born that way. When faggots tell me that they feel like certain experiences (like the ones you mention in your letter) led them to become faggots, I simply feel like that argument is a bit of a “chicken and the egg” conundrum. It could very well be that those experiences help us to realize what’s inside us.
Regardless, it’s probably better to accept it as an inborn need because it’s not something a faggot can escape.
The following post is part of a thread chronicling the ascension of a straight Alpha named Mike who has taken ownership of his first faggot named Benjamin. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!
There are a lot of factors that go into a straight Alpha’s decision to finally use a faggot sexually. Maybe the Alpha is going through a drought of female pussy. Or maybe the Alpha had past experiences that make him curious about sex with a faggot.
But none of those circumstances describe the life of Master Mike. He fucks tons of girls every weekend. He had a prototypically-happy childhood free of abuse. So when I first met Master Mike, I figured he would just use his faggot Benjamin domestically and for worship sessions, and sex would never come into play.
But I underestimated Master Mike’s hunger for absolute POWER.
To be fair, I’ve been in Master Mike’s ear via email, repeatedly explaining that straight Alphas use faggots sexually and nothing changes about their sexuality. However, Master Mike seemed to me to be perfectly contented with the parade of vagina he had at his disposal.
And then, out of the blue, I received this incredible message from him:
Holy hell faggot, you were definitely right. I finally went through with throatfucking Benji. I have wasted the perfect opportunity for the last 8 years. Jesus Christ it was satisfying. Feeling the natural resistance of his throat and gag reflex just give out under the assault from my cock. Hearing the gagging turn into a wet sloshing sound as I fucked. Seeing his face slowly get covered with more and more fag slime which is what I am calling the mix of his saliva, snot, tears and throat slime. He did a hell of a job though. Took everything I gave him and maintained eye contact the whole time. He worked his tongue in a way no girl ever has on my cock. I didn’t even know someone could lick my balls while my cock with down their throat. Benji’s mouth is hands down the best pussy I have ever fucked. He cleaned up everything and said “thank you Master” once finished without prompting. Why is this not a standard thing happening from puberty onwards? Why haven’t I had faggot butlers my whole adult life? Fuck I have probably missed key details you want but my mind is putty right now. I have never had my cock drained so well or with so much worship and adoration. I think I need a nap to recover. What more am I missing?
WOW!!!
I love everything about Master Mike’s experience, especially the sudden revelation he had that this resource had been available for him to use for so long, but he was blind to it! You can almost hear the frustration and regret in his words!
Of course, straight Alphas are conditioned by society to reject homosexuals and to think that sex with them as emasculating. And yet, as Master Mike discovered, the truth is exactly the OPPOSITE of this! When a straight Alpha fucks a faggot, he becomes even MORE powerful, MORE masculine. That’s the great secret at the heart of Hierarchy!
We continued trading emails all afternoon, and Master Mike made some other observations:
Cheeky pup did show me a post you made about prostate massage. Think he wants me to finger or fuck his cunt next. And if it is half as good as his mouth I am in. He has taken 3 loads in 24 hours and still wants more. I know he is usually needy after any time spent around his family but it is insane how desperate he has been since I let him experience my cock. Like his brain switched off and he is just a sex puppet for me. It’s fucking fantastic. I am definitely moving him into my home ASAP. Not going without access to this ever again. Will need to get a dog cage or something sorted for him though. I let him sleep in my bed last night but that won’t be a permanent thing.
I was quite surprised that Master Mike allowed Benjamin to sleep in bed with him. Typically, straight Alphas don’t do that often (although there are exceptions made for exceptional faggots).
He slept on my thigh partly for my ease of access and partly for him. I did wake up this morning to him gently kissing my balls. It is also worth noting I handcuffed him so he couldn’t get too handsy with me overnight. I guess I should take up prostate milking then as I do consider myself an ethical dom.
So this is a wildly unexpected turning point in Master Mike’s life! This is not what he was expecting when he accepted Benjamin’s domestic service into his life.
But now he tried using Benji sexually, and he’s discovered the single greatest power source he’s experienced since he started fucking women. In fact, as a source of power, I bet it’s even more invigorating than fucking women! You can hear it in his words, those sentences of astonishment above. He’s like a gold digger who has suddenly discovered the richest vein of gold ever known … and he’s now determined to extract every fleck of gold buried within it!
I’m so excited for Master Mike. Nature gave him the keys to a Kingdom, but some parts of that Kingdom were locked and ignored by him. But here he is now, standing on the highest peak within it, and getting an unobstructed view of EVERYTHING he owns. He’s ASCENDING.
Such a moment can be overwhelming, but Master Mike is extremely smart. He knows the possibilities of his life have suddenly and drastically improved. All things are possible now.
So using his first faggot sexually didn’t make Master Mike gay. Not even close. It made him a KING!
The following post is part of a thread chronicling the service of a faggot named Matt who is owned by an intense 35-year-old Alpha named Master Connor. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!
Some time ago I received a letter in my “Questions From Readers” inbox from a faggot named Matt. You can read that by CLICKING HERE. In the letter, Matt described some particularly brutal spankings/beatings from his Master, Connor. These abuse sessions would leave Matt in tears and great pain, and then Master Connor would fuck him brutally and breed him.
I was somewhat alarmed by what I heard, although it’s far from the worst abuse I’ve heard of at the hands of sadistic Masters. I also know that some Alphas need the physical violence to get them amped up to fuck (like the way a cage fighter might warm up before a match). I felt like Matt received enough pleasure from the experience to advise him to remain in the situation and give his Master more time.
Boy, I’m glad I told him that!
Today I received an update from Matt that really stunned me. I’m not even going to waste time talking about it. Here’s Matt’s follow-up:
Hi sam!
Thank you for your response and recommending that I stick with it to see if the dynamic improves.
I thought about ways to help with his aggression and anger and came up with an idea. He lives walking distance from a kickboxing facility and I called to see what classes or one-on-one training would cost. I bit the bullet and gifted my Alpha two weekly sessions as a way to unleash his violence in a more constructive way. He was, to my surprise, quite pleased with the offer.
Yesterday was his first session. He had me come over right before to start prepping dinner while he was at the gym. Before he left, I was in the kitchen, just wearing my lace panties to cover my caged clit when he came up behind me and started spanking me. Hard. But not anything like he had been. Just enough to put me in my place and give me a reminder of his dominance before leaving me to cook. I was so anxious about how his session would go and what he’d be like upon his return.
About an hour later, he came in drenched in sweat. I guess he didn’t bother with the showers there as he lives so close by. What happened next was AMAZING.
Without words, he grabbed me by the hair and had me on my knees burying my face in his ass. At first through his gym shorts but quickly face first into his bare beautiful, muscular ass. It was clear he wanted a tongue bath – telling me to “make out with my asshole like a good faggot”. Gladly!
Just as I was getting as deep as possible with my tongue, he roughly grabbed my head and turned to have me gagging on his incredible cock. It was a very aggressive face fucking but I almost didn’t notice how hard he was pumping because I was so high on the scents and pheromones coming out of his sweaty God body.
I knew he’d likely finish his rut with an assault on my pussy. Which he did. A little spanking involved but, again, much less violent than before. It didn’t take long for him to fully breed my pussy and he collapsed on the sofa next to me. Total bliss. This time just a few tears from me but of JOY! I was so satisfied with my service and his different approach to using me after the workout I had paid for.
But it got better! As I was laying on his chest still glowing from the experience, he actually started fingering my sore pussy as he stared directly into my eyes. I was so confused. Why would he do this? My clit is caged and my service to him alone is enough. Then he began to put those same fingers into my mouth to tongue bathe. He was feeding me his massive load directly from my gaping pussy! He repeated this multiple times to the point that I finally whimpered that I was close to squirting. He played with my pussy a little more but didn’t build to the point of me squirting. I wanted to warn him as I didn’t think he’d want my fag fluid on his sofa or hand. I think I was right!
He then took me to the shower where he had me soap and cleanse his body. He pissed on me and down my throat before getting dried off and in lounge clothes. He had me get the meal reheated and dismissed me as he began watching TV and eating the food I proudly made for him while he was away. I don’t think I’ve ever felt so perfect in a moment as a faggot.
It has been such an amazing weekend! I hope our dynamic continues in this direction! More intimate, less violent but still very distinctly built on the natural hierarchy.
What a stunning departure for Master Connor! I told Matt that I felt like Master Connor was becoming more focused with the use of his power, and he agreed. This is part of what I often call “Alpha Ascension”, when an Alpha becomes more powerful and also embraces that power in meaningful ways that transforms and elevates everything in his life.
This experience only confirms that Master Connor wants complete ownership of Matt. Master Connor is elevating, becoming more than just an Alpha. Any Alpha can spank or hit or punch a faggot. But an elevated Alpha, a Master, wants to imprint his ownership on a faggot’s heart and mind.
That’s what Master Connor is becoming. I’m so glad Matt stayed to witness it firsthand!
Hi Sam, I need your help. Few days ago I have met a Master online. He wants me to be his slave and he wants me to come to his house to start training. The problem is that I am too scared to meet him, because I have never met anyone from any app and I am a virgin, so I am a little bit scared of sex. What should I do?
Hi brother! Thanks for writing!
Congratulations on finding a Master who is willing to train you! That’s a terrific opportunity to discover things about yourself and what it means to serve an Alpha!
I understand that you’re scared. We all start off scared. But at some point, we must challenge ourselves or else we never grow. I’m sure you don’t want to be some old faggot who wasted his entire life hiding from the truth, too afraid to try, right? Do you know how many older faggots have written to me over the years lamenting the fact that they were too scared to ever live out their purpose?
You don’t want to be that person, believe me. It’s far, far worse than any sexual encounter you’ll ever have.
Master Max (@mastermaxworld) might be one of the most voraciously-worshiped Alphas in the entire world. Faggots everywhere are IN LOVE with every little detail of both his body AND his heart. He’s playful, sexy, sincere, dominant, and always in command. Even though he indulges his faggots’ desperate needs, his needs always come first.
Here he is literally being devoured by three lusty faggots. Everything about him is consumed on a daily basis. It’s made him rich, well-traveled, and famous.
Hello, Sam. I want to share my story. I worship my childhood bully. He’s the son of my parents’ friends. When I was a kid, he took away all my pocket money. He made me do his homework for him. He’s older than me. We went to the same university. And they chose one fraternity. He was the king of the brotherhood. Everyone adored him. Parties, get-togethers. All the girls were his. And I studied well. In my third year of study, I managed to rent an apartment near the university. And get a job at the nearest coffee shop. And Trevor is the name of my bully, who was expelled from the university for drunk driving. A week later, he moved into my apartment. He just showed up. And he took a guest room in my apartment. I tried to argue, to kick him out, but it was useless. We started living together. He didn’t pay for anything. Ate my food. He took my money. The tipping point occurred during the Covid quarantine. Trevor was very afraid of getting infected. He always demanded that everything be sterile. I was terrified of strangers. I don’t know. Why, but he was very worried. One evening, when we were watching TV in the living room. There was a movie with a beautiful girl and they were kissing a muscular actor. That turned Trevor on. He did not like to muster. That’s why he asked me. I wanted to run away, to hide. But Trevor held me tight. He put me on my knees. He took off his pants and approached. His bulge pressed against my lips. The heat of this big machine could be felt through the fabric of the boxers. The next second, Trevor pulled down his panties and his cock was touching my forehead. Then the lips. Trevor was running his cock over my face. Gradually. Looking up, I saw a thin grin on his lips. Then my mouth opened on its own. It was as if Trevor had been waiting for this. He immediately plunged his cock into my mouth. A throbbing, burning cock was on my tongue. The dick of the guy who made my childhood hell. But at that moment, time seemed to stop. Trevor was already fucking my throat with his cock without hesitation. We didn’t talk. Sometimes, looking up, I saw the same grin. In about five minutes or how many, I don’t know. He came in my mouth. His cum was hard to taste because of my saliva, but I think it’s bearable. Thinking back now, I think I liked the smell of Trevor himself more. It smelled of tobacco and disinfectants. The whole quarantine, Trevor used my mouth for his pleasure. Without shame. He could come out of the shower and pull my mouth over his cock. Or during washing. When I was doing his laundry. One day he wanted to fuck me. But then he changed his mind. Unsanitary conditions. After the quarantine ended, Trevor left. A few months later, I found out that he had met the love of his life. They got married a year later. Now he and this girl have two children. He called me recently. He said he got divorced. He wants to stay in my apartment. Recall my university years.. I haven’t had another master since Trevor. I’ve only dated girls. Before him, too. Now I’m wondering if I’m a fag or not? I also think it was always him. Thanks for the advice, Sam.. I hope you won’t criticize me for not speaking very good English.. All names have been changed.. What should I do, should I let Trevor in?
Hi! Thank you for writing to me!
That’s a rough story. It sounds like much of the time this Trevor was forcing you to do things you didn’t really want to do. And even when he forced you to start sucking his dick, you didn’t have some sudden realization that you liked doing it. That makes me question whether or not you’re actually a faggot.
You see, there’s a line between those who are natural faggots and others like you who were repeatedly bullied into submission. Do you see the difference?
Personally, I think Trevor seems like a selfish, ignorant pig. I don’t think you should let him in. In fact, I think you should stop talking to him altogether and find someone who can treat you better than that.
Alphas and Masters love owning faggots. Why wouldn’t they? Faggots are like faithful dogs that can be fucked, ordered to cook and clean, and always gives back non-stop worship.
Alphas and Masters also love the pliability of faggots. Since faggots are possessions of Men, these superiors can make faggots do whatever they want or modify them in whatever way they choose. That might mean keeping the faggot in a doggie cage. It might mean having the faggot drink urine. Most commonly, it means putting the faggot into a chastity cage.
Those are all the fun aspects of faggot ownership. But ultimately a faggot is a valuable possession of a Man, and valuable possessions need to be cared for and protected.
That intro leads me to an extraordinary event that happened this weekend.
Chin (Master Jin’s faggot) and Alex (Master Nick’s faggot) had been talking to each other and devised a way to get a key for their chastity cages because they were getting frustrated being locked up. Eventually their plan was discovered, and both Masters were at their wit’s end trying to understand the problem.
Now, I had been in their ears for some time about how the faggots may need to be milked. My concern was more health-based; it’s better for the prostate to ejaculate. But I also felt these waves of frustration from the young faggots, that they couldn’t feel orgasms anymore.
This latest crisis finally made Masters Nick and Jin hear my words.
So Master Nick researched prostate milking. Then he took Alex into a private room, got him naked, and put him on the bed. Then Master Nick inserted his fingers into Alex’s hole, found the prostate, and then began to massage it. Within a minute or two, cum started to flow out of Alex’s clit, out of his cage, and onto the bed.
Now think about this. Master Nick is a straight Alpha Male! He’s owned faggots for nearly a year after a lifetime of never considering sex with a male! During his year of fag ownership, he has confronted every new issue with intelligence, thoughtfulness, and courage. This is what a true Apex Alpha does!
But Master Nick shrugs it off. “I own them, so it’s my job to take care of them,” he says.
After Master Nick milked Alex, Master Jin took Nick’s suggestions and milked the troublesome Chin. Within two minutes Jin had milked Chin and then cleaned him up.
Master Nick was so excited by the results of his milking of Alex that he then milked his other three faggots, Yul, Lee, and Oliver.
Again, these Masters are straight. Prostate milking was beyond anything they ever imagined they would ever do. But they faced this challenge with great maturity and practicality. I cannot praise this enough.
Afterward, I asked both of them what they thought. They said it was like fingering a pussy. The faggots said that it was the weirdest feeling they’d ever experienced. I’ll admit, it’s hard to describe. I thought it felt like involuntary peeing, but the relief was somewhere deeper than the relief of a typical Male orgasm.
But most significantly, the Masters born said that they felt closer to their faggots through the act of milking. Master Nick said he felt more powerful as he held his faggots in his large hands and cared for their needs. The event was one of GROWTH.
POSTSCRIPT
I was so amazed by the events that transpired that I began bragging to other Masters about it. And to my shock, these Masters (some gay) would say that they had no interest in milking their faggots. A couple had a reaction of “that’s gross … I’ll never do that.”
I think it’s a shame that so many Alphas and Masters want all of the benefits of faggot ownership, but none of the responsibility.
Leave it to Masters Nick and Jin – straight Alphas who are growing in their power daily. – to lead the way.
So I’m begging all owners of faggots: milk your faggots, be involved in their training, and be a worthy owner.
Special thank you to Master Nick and Master Jin for becoming the two most astounding owners of faggots that this world has ever known! May you always stand as a shining example to your Alpha brothers!
The original site FagsWorshipAlphas.com was a revolutionary experiment in the Hierarchy space. Born from the social incubator known as Tumblr, FWA migrated to its own dedicated domain in the winter of 2018, pulling away tens of thousands of visitors from Tumblr and continuing its mission of teaching the truth about Hierarchy, mentoring Alphas and faggots, and meticulously chronicling some incredible true stories.
The site was already experiencing great traffic and interaction when I was contacted in 2019 by a Korean Alpha named Jin. Little did I know it then, but Jin’s story – and all of the interlocking stories that arose from him – would completely transform not just FWA, but also fundamentally change how we see Hierarchy, and alter the lives of many people, including mine.
You see, Master Jin (as he came to be known) was just a straight Alpha in Toronto sharing a dorm room with a guy named Chin who seemed to be a faggot. And once I had confirmed to Master Jin that Chin was most certainly a faggot, I advised him on how to take ownership of Chin. And once he did, many more straight Alphas on his soccer team went out and claimed faggots for themselves, too!
The resulting stories captivated countless people, inspired many straight Alphas to seek out personal faggots, and kept my fingers typing day and night until they were practically bleeding. Because of the three primary Alphas in that saga (Master Jin, Master Nick, and Master Matt), I finally chose to lock myself in chastity to honor them. The bravery, honesty, and curiosity of that Toronto group of Alphas and faggots taught me (and many others) a lot about what is possible when people want to live truthfully with purpose.
To honor the great pioneer Alpha Master Jin – the godfather of it all – I have recreated his thread here. You can click on the image above or CLICK HERE to be taken to that thread in chronological order.
It has been my great honor to have been a part of the journeys of all of the Alphas and faggots whose lives were touched by Master Jin and his loyal faggot Chin.
Thank you, my beloved Master Jin! And thank you to my younger brother Chin!
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’ve often spoken about Alpha rage. Sometimes encounters with Alpha rage result in rape (as in my own case), but a lot of times it ends up feeling very close to rape without going into dangerous territory.
Ask any faggot or female about it, and I guarantee they’ll all say the same thing: it is THRILLING.
Natural-born subs have a deranged need to be taken by Alphas using the full force of their might in wildly aggressive ways. When Alphas find resistant subs who fight them, the Alphas are triggered into overwhelming and overpowering them into submission. Much of that ends up resulting in the Alpha forcing his dick into them and making them take his violent rut and explosive cumshots (because the center of an Alpha’s power is his cock).
Few Alphas exemplify Alpha rage better than an Alpha I’ve come to know and respect deeply over the last couple of years, an Asian bodybuilder named Master Toople. An Asian King blessed with a long, thick cock and the body of a prize-fighter, Master Toople has spent his life forcing males into submission to him and making them take his cock and his enormous cumshots.
Being Asian in a racist world can be tough for many, but for Master Toople the racism gives him plenty of opportunities to conquer and breed mouthy inferior males. Like this:
You know my love for agonophilia. That doesn’t stem from nothing, as I’m very skilled in boxing and Muay Thai, you can imagine the same ferocity and aggression and dominance I have in fighting as I do with fucking. And by now, you know I love to break in and slut out bigger arrogant and cocky studs who think they’re top shit and show them their proper place under my body and cock.
Had the perfect scenario for me on Saturday training where a new guy refused to believe I was as skilled as I was, and resorted to making racist comments about how “chinks can never beat” other people. And of course, the ignorant himbo had a backup friend. To clarify, this was rugby training as the season just recently started.
And the majority of the rugby team, including the coach, have all worshipped my cock in one form or another. So they all know and are aware of my prowess or at least what I show them.
I had my victims set. Told the first guy to square up, made it a bet that I’d knock him flat on his back, and his buddy next. The bet being whoever loses obeys the winner. Did not take me long at all in humiliating the cocky fucker with my fists into the ground. And then prying his mouth open with my dick and forcing him to choke on it in front of his friend. Took on his friend after he started getting pissed, again I took great pleasure in punching his lights out.
It was far too easy. And I had two new bashed in toys. Told them both when they came back awake to worship my cock together between their mouths, and I was not gentle, smashing their faces open with my cock and punches when they would gag and choke. As it does for me, it was many hours on the mats mounting their newly fagged faces. Neither of the deserved my god cock splitting their cunts open, nor did they deserve my seed. All they got was my pre smeared all over their bruised, red and bruised lips and faces.
By the time I pull my cock out of one of their destroyed throats, they’re both sprawled and mind blank from the brutal throat fucks I gave them.
I instead sunk my cock into one of my waiting obedient team fags and gave him my pent up load as a reward for being patient and watching the humiliation of the two new fags.
I do revel in encounters where I can unleash not just my aggressive libido but also my physical ferocity, but especially more when I get to physically dominate and take down cocky guys into broken obedient fags. There’s no going back once I’ve put my cock in you and overwhelm you with my body and power. Getting messages from my sluts begging me to use them as a warm up for gym or training because that’s how much they need to be overpowered and broken.
Master Toople has a lot of these kinds of encounters, so many that I’m surprised his name doesn’t appear on some most-wanted lists. It doesn’t because Master Toople is a God Alpha who is acting properly within the scope of his Hierarchically-elected position. Taking these males, humiliating them, and conquering them is the only right answer.
And Master Toople knows that these conquered males will crawl right back and beg for more like the many other faggots and converted faggots already worshiping at his feet.
I’m a natural born faggot and have known this since middle school. I’m now in my late twenties. I worship the Superiority of Men and have a drive to serve them however I can.
The Alpha I’m most recently serving is in his mid-30s. Well-built. All Man. He knows what he wants and takes it – demands it. He’s the only Man I’ve served though where anytime he decides to destroy my pussy, it starts with a very intense spanking. Always bringing me to tears. It’s not some playful act. It’s PURE aggression. Sometimes he’ll use a belt but normally just his hands.
Once he has me sobbing or bawling, that’s the time he always takes me. A full rut without any other build up. It is such an emotional and intense experience as he’s slamming his thick cock into my pussy – ass sore and sensitive with every buck of his hips that smack into it. I’ve never experienced anything like it.
I usually stay emotional throughout the breeding as he doesn’t let up. There’s no time to calm myself.
He’s always having me wear lace panties and the like where he just pulls them aside so he can have access to my hole but without having to see my caged clit. He’s definitely very verbal in these situations. He lets me know how inferior I am with every word and thrust.
Afterwards, he almost always lets me lay on his chest (after I clean his dick with my mouth… sometimes he takes the moment to use me as a urinal as well). Then, I usually proactively make him a snack, prepare dinner or bring him a drink before he decides to dismiss me.
I leave feeling a mixture of emotions. I’m not sure if anyone else has this type of dynamic but was wondering if the ritual he employs is normal or acceptable? When I leave, I feel both fulfilled and like a total mess at the same time.
Maybe he’s just keeping me in my inferior place and showcasing his natural superiority? Or is it abusive?
All I know is that it can be really embarrassing to go to the gym the next day – having a red/bruised ass and a clit cage is quite humbling.
Your thoughts?
Thanks!
Hi brother! Thanks for writing!
Your story is pretty intense! I can only imagine what it’s like to be basically attacked like that. It must be extremely painful and scary when this happens.
Sometimes it’s hard to understand the needs of a Man because they are sometimes so radically different from us faggots. Alpha rage is a real phenomenon, and I’ve written about it here and there in an attempt to explain it … and also warn faggots about it.
Sadly, many faggots seek this kind of rage out thinking it seems “hot” but suddenly find themselves in over their heads.
I can’t tell where you’re at with these attacks. It sounds like he’s really hurting you physically and emotionally, but you mention the fulfillment part of the experience as well. You seem concerned about its regularity, but you also sound like you wouldn’t trade it for something different.
Here’s my take on it: yes, he’s abusing you (without cause) to some degree. You don’t deserve to be beaten every time he needs to fuck just because you’re his faggot. He may not be able to become sexually aroused without the violence aspect, which would also be troubling.
But on the other hand, he’s fulfilling something in you, and leaving you “a total mess” might be exactly what he intends. He wants his rut and his breeding to leave impressions on you physically and emotionally. In some way, there isn’t anything wrong with that.
I can’t pass harsh judgement on your Master’s technique because he is providing you some aftercare. That’s important. By allowing you to decompress on his chest and work out your place through acts of service (like making a meal for him), you Master is providing some support after his assaults. If that wasn’t happening, I’d be much more concerned.
I don’t think you have much to worry about. I’ve seen this kind of violence from powerful Alphas (Master Dino from FWA is an example of this) that morphed over time into something much deeper. So I’d stick with it for now and see where it leads.
I’m quite new to being a faggot and have yet to find an owner, since I’m new to this I still sometimes struggle with thinking my opinion matters and this leads me to sometimes thinking men who may be potential owners are not my type. This happens sometimes if a man is say in his 50s (I’m 21 for reference). I will still visit these men so they can rape me but I find my body can become tense which I don’t think these men like. Is there any way to make my body as relaxed and limp as possible so that these men can enjoy raping me more?
Hi little brother! Thanks for writing!
Listen to me: you don’t need to service Men in their fifties if you’re not attracted to them. I know how it is when you’re just starting on your journey as a faggot to feel like you need to service EVERYBODY, but that’s not true (or healthy). You can definitely choose Alphas who you find attractive and worthy of your gifts.
And being fucked doesn’t need to be “rape” either. Yes, it can get rough, but rape is an entirely different matter and isn’t something you should be seeking. Take it from me as someone who was raped, you don’t want that forever clouding your mind or destroying your self-esteem.
