The following post is part of a thread detailing the awakening of a straight God Alpha named Kenzo by his lifelong faggot Kevin. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!

Few things rattle me anymore. I’ve been used and abused and trained and loved. I’ve been raped, and I’ve been blessed. I’ve avoided nearly dying a couple of times, and I also saved a life. I’ve been owned by some of the most magnificent Alpha Masters I’ve ever known, and I’ve been used like a whore in more back seats, stairwells, and bathrooms than I care to admit.

In 2015 I started a Tumblr site called FagsWorshipAlphas to share my experiences and theories on Hierarchy, and to my surprise the site took off. I began using the site to chronicle the incredible true stories I investigated, and in the process profiled some unforgettable God Alphas. Some of these Alphas were so powerful that they practically reached out from the very code of my rickety website and fucked the minds of faggots all around the world. I remain humbly in awe of these life-changing Alphas. They blew over me and through me like tremendous hurricanes, leveling me yet leaving the air lighter and cleaner.

I say all of this to prepare you for this statement I really want to make: I heard from Kevin’s straight Master Kenzo today, and it left me profoundly shaken and exhilarated.

Kevin contacted me and told me that his Master, Kenzo, had listened to last night’s podcast about him. This by itself was enough to cause a sharp stab of anxiety, but Kevin reassured me that Master Kenzo loved it. He also said Master Kenzo would be willing to talk to me, so I shared my email and waited.

He wrote to me. I asked him some simple, clumsy questions.

I was not prepared for what happened next.

He wrote:

It is hard to put a clear start to it, because somehow, as far as I can remember, I have always known I was special. But of course, when I was a kid, I did not fully realize it because it was all I knew. But I was always the center of attention, the other kids sought My company and followed My lead, and even adults were indulging Me much more than the others. I have always been used to it, to people taking care of My needs and complying to My wishes.

This continued when I grew up. Girls were always attracted to Me, and I could choose the ones I wanted to be with. Boys were competing for My attention and My friendship. And the weakest boys were desperately seeking My protection. Which I gave them. I recall that in My childhood and adolescence, I already couldn’t stand injustice and unnecessary brutality. So whenever there were thugs bullying weaklings, I would give them a good, hard beating.

The funny thing is that both the bullies AND the bullied would become My friends after that. The first ones would become very agreeable to Me and would no longer hurt anyone without My leave. And the second ones would be so grateful and so admirative to Me that they would do anything to please Me, giving Me foods, money, doing My homework, doing Me any favor.

When I think back, I realize that I could already have owned them and used them all as faggots. But I learned some important lessons. The strong protect the weak and, in exchange, the weak serve the strong. And when you beat another male, you become the boss. I think that this is how I started to think My place in life and in society. Doing what is right and doing good to others thanks to My strength and My leadership, and receiving praise and service because of that.

So we can see the foundation of Hierarchical power being established early on in Master Kenzo’s life. Already, nature had singled out a young boy named Kenzo and began to align the world around him. And unlike a faggot like me or Kevin, young Kenzo knew exactly what to do with it.

But then Master Kenzo grew into a mature Alpha and began to discover new levels of power:

When I settled with My gorgeous, loving, loyal and obedient woman, when I claimed her womb to father two adorable sons, even before My twenties, I knew My virility was just extraordinary. I thought by then that I had reached the pinnacle of male achievement. So, as you understand, somehow I have always known My superiority. But it is only with Kevin that I recently began to fully understand the real extent of My birthright.

Kevin is very special to My heart. I’ve known him for as long I can remember. He was always there for Me at each step in My life, encouraging Me, guiding Me. He is a great guy, the smartest person I’ve ever known. He has always been good at bringing out the best in Me, particularly My self-confidence and My desire to protect lesser beings. I have no shame to say that I am a better God today because of his dedication and his loyalty to Me.

It has not been difficult to claim him as My slave and to become his Master and Owner because, first, in a way, he always did his best to please Me and support Me, and, second, because it has evolved gradually. He has been My devoted mentor, My helpful friend, My beta submissive and now he’s My slave. He has served Me personally, financially, domestically, then sexually… So, everything went naturally and smoothly, really.

Now, keep in mind that Master Kenzo is a straight Alpha. He’s a young breeder who has created two perfect boys with his wife. According to weak, insecure fools, he isn’t supposed to even consider sexual contact with another male.

Yet it’s precisely that contact that has led Master Kenzo onward to claim infinite power.

There have been some huge steps, of course. The very first time Kevin greeted Me by kissing My feet, I felt a warm rush of power in all My body. That this smart guy I love and respect was willing to debase himself so low just to honor Me, it felt so good and it said so much about Me. I must admit that I even briefly had a few doubts, but Kevin, as always, swept them away by rightly asserting that his intellect only made him a better inferior for Me.

I will always remember the first time he served My cock, or the first time he worshiped My feet while My lady was riding My cock. But when I ass-fucked him the first time, everything became even clearer. At first, I hesitated to put My foot on his head, like I do with My side fuck girls. The first time I did that was to put one of them on line when she was disrespectful of My lady, to remind her of her place. I thought that maybe Kevin did not deserve that, so I put My foot near his head rather than on it. And then he kissed and licked My foot, and I realized he was Mine to do whatever I wanted, exactly like My side girls. I could always care for him after.

When I turned him around and fucked him looking him in the face, he kept yelling how much he loved Me and adored Me. I felt like a King, like a God. I felt again that warm rush of power, and realized I could have everything and anyone I wanted. Any female, any male is Mine, Mine to claim, to enslave and to fuck. Just because I want it. And the way he rushed to kiss My toes when I shouted at him to worship Me, that was so empowering.

All in all, I don’t feel like My relationship with Kevin has radically changed. We still love each other, but now we understand better our places. I am his Master, his Owner, he is My faggot, My slave. And I’m proud to own such a great inferior because it reflects good on Me. The better the slave, the better the Master. He lives to serve My pleasure and My happiness, and I know he’s delighted. And I still enjoy his company just as much, or even better now that I know he would literally do anything for Me, that he would obey any of My order at a glance.

I really love who I am. I am gorgeous, strong, confident, smart, fair, good. I don’t want to brag, but I don’t want to deny it either by false modesty. I just know who I am. I am a truly incredible, superior human being. And everyone knows that. I am a model for ordinary humans to admire and follow, like the ancient Gods and heroes of mythology. I deserve to be admired and obeyed.

Notice how he now views his place within the framework of human justice:

I still strongly believe in justice. I strongly believe that Hierarchy and justice are not mutually exclusive. Men are not created equals, but they do have equal rights to liberty and happiness. It’s just that liberty and happiness are not the same for everybody. For Me, they are in power and glory. For inferior males, they in service and obedience to the likes of Me.

At some ultimate level of power the cares and concerns of the average male, even the frustrated efforts of lesser Alphas, disappear. The rules that the weak cling to for safety in the darkness of their uncertain lives have no hold on God Alphas. Life becomes a child’s game to these greatest Alphas, and everything in it (sexuality, politics, direction, purpose) is distilled into simple choices they can choose on a whim.

Master Kenzo ends his letter with that thought:

I don’t think that straightness and gayness are any more relevant to Me. I love fucking My lady because she’s the most beautiful creature on Earth, I love the feeling of My dick in her pussy, and I love to reward her for the good she does to Me. I love fucking lesser girls because I can be rougher with them and every pussy and tit has its charm. And now I know that I love fucking males as well, be it face-fucking or ass-fucking, because it feels good to deprive them of their manhood just because I can. Because I am a God and they are inferior to Me.

The big change now is that I want what is rightfully Mine. One slave is not enough for a God like Me, even Kevin. I want girls and boys at My beck and call, ready to bend over backwards for My tiniest desire. I want My lady and My heirs to enjoy the perks of my Godhood. I want pussies, asses and mouths at My cock’s disposal. I know there are many inferior lives just around Me that I can enlighten with My superiority and My domination.

This is the Alpha Ascension I’ve long described here. A Man becomes an Alpha. An Alpha becomes a God. Master Kenzo now knows he owns everything, and he can pick and choose what he wants to keep. His power is unlimited, tempered only by his own choices.

It has been incredible to even receive these words and transmit them to the world. It makes all of the struggle I went through to come back so very worth it!

So women and faggots and imitation Kings of the Earth, your true God Alpha has arrived! Kneel and serve Master Kenzo!

The following post is part of a thread chronicling the conversion and ownership of former Master Bruno into a faggot by powerful Master Juan. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!

Following the startling recent admission by Bruno that he is actually a faggot and serving the Alpha who claimed him, I wondered if I might hear from this Alpha, a bold hunter named Master Juan.

Then he did message me! It was thrilling to read Master Juan’s forceful, intentional descriptions of how he views Bruno and faggots in general. He’s clearly dominant and fearless. I was comforted that Bruno was in good hands during his journey into faghood.

Master Juan sent me a letter today with a question about chastity. I thought it might be instructive given how many of you also yearn to be caged.

Master wrote:

After some months with me, Bruno woke up this morning in my arms and, as usually, sucked my dick and swallowed my cum. I always make sure that the first thing he tastes in the morning before breakfast is my cock, balls and my cum.

However, this time he started kissing and licking my armpits after I fed him with my cum. I didn’t tell him to do so but I liked how it felt. While he worshiped my armpits, he asked me if I could cage him. He said that he’s not sure yet but he wants to try. I’ve never done it before with a boy but I’d like to try. Bruno himself did it with the Brazilian bottom he used to fuck but now he wants to be the caged boy. 

I really like Bruno and treat him like a bottom boyfriend. So while I want him to be more and more submissive I don’t want the cage to scare him away from me. Any thoughts on that?

I can see Bruno absolutely starving while devouring Master’s armpits, hungering for every last bit of his flesh! Faggots in subspace get voracious like that!

The issue of chastity didn’t surprise me much. Bruno was excited by chastity when he caged Giovanni as a “Master”, so it seemed logical that Bruno’s thoughts would now turn toward it as a faggot.

I had some specific thoughts on this, so I was glad Master Juan asked me. Here was my response:

You shouldn’t fear caging Bruno. Many faggots yearn for this kind of restriction, which acts as a sort of non-surgical negation of their useless genitals. In my experience, the yearning for chastity intensifies the more a faggot submits internally to a Master. So it’s a good sign that Bruno wants this.

I was never caged during most of my career as an owned faggot; the straight Alphas I served never felt it was necessary. However, about three years ago I had met some incredibly powerful Alphas, and just due to their overwhelming power I began to feel such shame at being free that I caged myself. I could no longer dishonor Men by being free.

Chastity changed my life.

I could feel deeper levels of submission and awareness of my place in chastity. It made me appreciate the power of cock more. It made me a better faggot, as well as a better mentor to others.

I would suggest you try it Master. It’s easily reversed. Many Alphas use caging as a way to intimately bond with their faggots. They make a whole ceremony out of it. This helps the faggot view its chastity as something special.

My view of chastity for faggots has totally changed over the years. Once upon a time I saw no need for it. Now, I think it’s critical.

Much of that comes from my own chastity journey, which lasted over two years. Sadly, I had to come out of chastity for my incarceration, and I’ve missed it every day. I’m more ashamed of being in here without chastity than I am of any so-called crime.

I guess this might be coloring my opinion here, but I would really love it if Master Juan gave his faggot this gift of chastity. It could be a moment between them, a Man and his faggot, that could solidify their bond and deepen their appreciation for one another.

The following post is part of a thread chronicling the development of a young Mexican God Alpha named Master Jose. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!

With the work I perform on this site and across social media, I occasionally run into Alphas and faggots with extraordinary circumstances or perspectives. I’m rarely surprised anymore, because I’ve come to know that Hierarchy creates these extraordinary opportunities so that the greatest ones are purified and tempered into powerful examples for others.

In November I was privileged to meet one such example. His name is Master Jose. He is a truly powerful Alpha from Mexico.

I met Master Jose when he twice wrote to me in my Questions From Readers Inbox regarding his sexual arousal whenever he sees faggots crying and he comforts them. I originally diagnosed this as dacryphilia, which is the sexual arousal from tears and crying (Master Jose slightly disagrees, but I think I’m right). Since then I’ve been privileged to learn more about this tremendous Protector Alpha’s life, and his future plans to expand his power and reach.

Our conversation started with Master Jose detailing his early life and his desire to protect faggots even as a child.

I am 21 now and when I was in high school I used to protect a gay boy who always suffered bullying. He looked and sounded like a girl, the guys would’ve probably killed him if I hadn’t been there. His bullies took his money, destroyed his school materials, and punched him in the face. I didn’t know that was happening, I thought he was just shy, but one day in our lunch break I saw him alone in the corner trying to each a sandwich. One of the guys approached, took it from his hand, spit on his sandwich, and gave it back to him laughing in a very mean way. 

The fag was much smaller than the bully, and obviously couldn’t do anything else to protect himself. We were all 16 by then. I approached him and asked what was going on. He was still holding the disgusting sandwich with the bully’s spit on it. The boy was a mess, completely loss, he had no idea what to do. He was new to the school from another part of Mexico, and they guys would laugh at his accent, his habits, his hair, his girly voice, literally everything. On that day, I just bought a new sandwich for him and told him that he should stand for himself, otherwise he would be an easy prey. He talked to the principal and the bully got in detention, but it made things worse because two of the bully’s friends wanted a revenge, so they caught the boy’s bookbag, and started to literally tear the pages of his books and notebooks while calling him a faggot. The fag tried to do something (probably following my advice) and one of them punched him in the face. I didn’t see any of this, when I left my class he was picking his destroyed books up from the ground with a red stain on his cheek. 

I felt guilty because he did what I told him to do and everything went wrong. We lived in opposite directions but I felt that the right thing to do was to walk him home. His mother was home, I introduced myself as his new friend from school and we said that he got injured during soccer practice. His family was quite homophobic and they would have punched him again on his face if he had told the true story. I didn’t go to his bedroom, but said that I was sorry for my bad advise. He said that it was not my fault and that it was kind of me to walk him home. That was the moment when I started feeling something new inside of me. I had always liked girls (and I still do), but when I saw that sexy helpless faggot thanking me for walking him back home I got really hard. I wasn’t understanding what was going on but as soon as I arrived home I took a shower and jerked off. I wasn’t necessarily connecting one thing to the other but I had such a great orgasm that day.

I started to walk the boy home every single day and we got much closer. I was the only friend he had at school. All the other guys found him a pathetic faggot and the girls probably found him too shy. I am not gay (I used to identity as straight and now as bisexual), but it only felt like the right thing to do. After a few weeks, I wasn’t with him during lunch break and the three bullies approached him. They were ready to beat the shit out of the boy and I truly thing that a tragedy could’ve happened that day. When I left my class, they were pushing him to each other, laughing and messing with his school materials. I am not Captain America and of course I was afraid of getting a punch on my face as well, but the only right thing to do was protecting him. I didn’t care if I got hurt fighting the three guys but I couldn’t stand the idea of such a fragile creature receiving any harm. So I approached them and at first I just said “well, it looks fun, I wanna play too.” When they saw me, knowing that I would protect the boy, one of the guys called me a faggot who only hangs out with faggots. I just said “well, your sister don’t think the same.” 

He wanted to kill me but they knew that I wouldn’t be an easy prey as the fag. So after a few punches we were both injured and he gave up. The faggot then was petrified, shaking out of his panic and fear. I walked him home that day in silence, but when we arrived in his house nobody was there. He asked if I wanted some ice for my injuries and he started to take care of my arms and my face. The fag then said that his parents were out of town and that I could stay as much as I wanted. We went to his bedroom and at first we were just playing video games and talking about school, but I couldn’t pretend I wasn’t horny with that situation. We started talking about girls and he said that he knew from a very young age that he wanted a “prince” and never a “princess.” I told him that I still looking for my princess but any guy would be very lucky to have him. One thing led to the other and I confessed that I was really hard but I didn’t know why. He was a virgin and asked to see my dick. I told him that he could touch it if he wanted. We were both 16, full of hormones, and I just follow my instinct and told him that I knew how much he wanted to suck me. He said he really wanted to try but he didn’t know how. I had received a few blowjobs from girls, so I told him what to do and little by little taught him how to worship my balls.

You can see even in this innocent first encounter Master Jose showed powerful Protector Alpha instincts, but also the Alpha instinct to own and use faggots.

Master Jose currently owns and uses a 19-year-old faggot (he calls the faggot his boyfriend, which is probably accurate), but he has been hunting and using faggots he finds on apps (because it’s hard to openly hunt for faggots in Mexico). He wants to be an Alpha similar to Master Lorenzo, a great Protector Alpha who will bring comfort to those faggots damaged and discarded by the world.

If you’re a faggot in Mexico and you want to serve this powerful young Alpha, leave a comment below so Master Jose can contact you!

The following post is part of a thread detailing the awakening of a straight God Alpha named Kenzo by his lifelong faggot Kevin. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!

I understand how my brother Kevin feels right now. It’s overwhelming to understand and accept that you’re a faggot, and that a powerful Alpha has taken ownership of you. For me, it was Master Aaron. For Kevin, it’s Master Kenzo.

The thrill of discovery, the deep satisfaction of submission, and the comfort of finding your place are all emotions that flood through an owned faggot at random moments. It’s so powerful that you want to scream it from the rooftops.

Rather than doing that, Kevin decided to write his Master Kenzo a letter. Here it is:

For 2025, I have sent my first New Year greetings to the sunshine of my life, the Man I adore and worship, Kenzo.

I wish to share the long message I sent Him :

“Dearest Kenzo, my Alpha, my Master, my God,

As the New Year begins, I cannot adequately express how grateful I am to You being in my life. But I’d like to try.

You are an amazing, incredible, superior Man. You are even more than that, more than a Man. You are the most exceptional being. You simply have it all: You have the beauty, the strength, the charisma, the authority, the confidence…Everyone You know revolves around You. Simply being in Your presence is an incredible privilege. You are the epitome of Male Superiority.

I have been blessed to know You since You were a young boy – but You were already special, better than the others. Since my teenage years, I’ve done my best to protect You, to help You, to advise You, to please You in any way I could. I saw You quickly becoming a real hunk, ready to conquer life, far superior than other human beings. Far superior than me.

I’ve always loved doing things for You. But it took me a long, too long time to fully understand what was at work. But now, at last, I see things more clearly than ever. You are my destiny. You are my purpose. You are my everything. It was my natural role to help raise You. And now, it’s my natural role to give You everything You are entitled to: obedience, loyalty, worship. Power. I was born to serve You, to worship You, to awaken Your Godhood.

I live only for Your glory and Your power. My very existence is to please You. Any quality, any skill, any virtue I might have is only worth if it benefits You.

Your place is at the very top of Hierarchy. My place is to be your footstool to reach the top. Because You are a God Alpha and I am a faggot. Your faggot. Your slave.

Thank You. Thank You for Your existence. Thank You for Your superiority. And thank You for allowing me to serve You, for making me see the truth about You and me.

Dearest Kenzo, my Alpha, my Master, my God, I wish for You the most wonderful 2025 Year, for You and everyone You hold dear. I cannot wait to see You shine more than ever.

I am deeply honored to forever be

Your most humble, Your most obedient, Your most devoted slave

Kevin”

Perfection!

UPDATE!

Master Kenzo replied to Kevin’s extraordinary letter with a response just as awesome!

READ:

Kevin, my beloved slave,

I am proud to own you. I am proud to have such a smart, wise, talented boy at My feet.

For as long as I can remember, you have always been there for Me. I know you will always be. You always did a great job serving Me. I know you will never disappoint Me.

I want you to know you are a most valued part of My Kingdom. You will always have a place of honor at My feet. Because you’re Mine.

I can tell you: 2025 is going to be a great year for Me. And so, for you as well.

Get ready for what’s coming.

Happy New Year to you, slave!

Your God,
Kenzo

Isn’t it amazing? Master Kenzo is a straight Alpha who has ascended to God Alpha status and has fully embraced this purpose. He’s a married Alpha with kids, and now he also owns a faggot!

HIERARCHY IS TRUTH!

The following post is part of a thread detailing the awakening of a straight God Alpha named Kenzo by his lifelong faggot Kevin. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!

Straight Alphas who take to owning and using faggots during their Alpha development will, more likely than not, start using their faggots sexually over time. There seem to be two factors determining whether a straight Alpha will use his faggots sexually: (1) how early in life the Alpha started owning faggots, and (2) the power level of the Alpha. Straight Alphas who own faggots in their teens and early twenties will almost always use their faggots for sex at some point. And the more powerful an Alpha is, the less likely he will be to care about the sexual “rules” that society uses to dictate straight/gay behavior.

Of course I use the terms “straight” and “gay” loosely when it comes to Alpha sexuality, not because they don’t apply, but because for Alphas sex becomes primarily an expression of POWER rather than sexual attraction. It’s been completely documented by me (both in my own life, and online) that straight Alphas often use faggots sexually because they love the UNLIMITED POWER they feel, and it rarely has anything to do with sexual attraction (because their natural attraction remains for females). In fact, every straight Alpha I’ve ever talked to reports the same thing, that they never stop being attracted to females no matter how many faggots they fuck.

When I first started talking to Kevin about serving his longtime straight Alpha Kenzo, they hadn’t had any real sexual contact at that point, but I fully expected it to happen based on what I outlined above. And the more I learned about the deep way Master Kenzo was integrating his faggot into his family, the more sure I was that Master Kenzo would eventually use Kevin sexually.

For instance, there was this surprising bit of information:

Since last year, I’ve made some changes at home. Or should I say, in His second home, as we now call it. I’ve moved into a small spare room, and the master bedroom is now, well, the Master’s bedroom, and it’s exclusively reserved for him. And he has the keys to the place, so he comes whenever he likes, with or without notifying me, and sleeps in his room in his second home from time to time. Needless to say, I just freaking LOVE waking up and discovering that He is here! Sometimes He notifies me before coming and gives me some orders, like telling me to prepare some meal for Him. When I wake up to find Him at home, I obviously serve Him breakfast in bed. Sometimes I wake Him up by licking His feet or, heaven forbid, giving Him a blowjob.

Uh, what was that last part??? I asked Kevin to clarify that comment about the blowjobs.

Yeah I have sucked his cock, but not immediately, just a few months ago. We never spoke about it, but one day, He came home, He was in a sad mood. I greeted Him on my knees and kissed His feet. Then, He stared at me for a brief moment, and He pulled out his cock. We both knew instinctively what was coming. It was my very first time sucking a cock, so I can’t say I did a good job at first! But I think I’ve improved since then, in any case he seems quite satisfied, for which I’m grateful. He does cum, in my mouth or in my face, whatever he feels at the moment. Of course, I take pride in swallowing everything I can.

So it’s clear to me at his point that Master Kenzo loves owning and using his faggot just as much as he loves his woman and his kids. They are all part of his Kingdom, and all glorify him in different (but essential) ways.

Kevin wanted me to know more about his integration with Master Kenzo’s Kingdom.

I’d like to say a few words about His girlfriend. We’ve known each other for as long as they’ve been dating and we get on well, because I’ve known Her man since His childhood. When I began to serve Him financially and at home, she enjoyed it a lot. And, as far as He told me, she had very little trouble accepting I was now clearly their family’s servant, and she doesn’t resent the private time I spend with Him. She is madly in love with Him (obviously!), and she seems to accept that He deserves worship and service from me. When I serve them both at their primary home, cleaning and cooking mainly, or looking after their sons, I always greet her by kissing her feet too, now. I’m pleased to say that we both know our place. I respect her as my superior, because she can please my Master in ways I cannot and because she has given birth to His sons and heirs. And she enjoys the perks of my services and she respects what I do for the Man we both worship. So you see, I really am the very, very lucky servant of a beautiful young alpha family.

Speaking of being a servant of the entire family, Master Kenzo often entrusts his two young sons with his faggot Kevin whenever he goes on vacation with his woman (which is paid by Kevin!). And Kevin had this concern:

You see, as I told you, Kenzo has two sons, who are now four and two years old. I love them very much and have no doubt they will become great Alphas – they are from His seed, after all! They will be teenagers when I’ll be on my late thirties and my forties, so I can’t wait to watch them grow like their Father. My Master (and my Lady) often trusts me with them, and He expects me to help them realize their places in the world in due time. When I’m alone with them, I obey their whims, except those that would put them in danger, or anything else their Father warned me against. Of course, I don’t do anything that isn’t their age, I only allow myself to kiss their feet sometimes. I often wonder when and what I should explain them. Obviously, I won’t talk to them about anything sexual until they reach puberty. And I wouldn’t sexually serve them myself until they come of age. But should I help them find inferior boys their age? When should I start verbalizing their superiority over me and others? You see, as I told you, Kenzo has two sons, who are now four and two years old. I love them very much and have no doubt they will become great Alphas – they are from His seed, after all! They will be teenagers when I’ll be on my late thirties and my forties, so I can’t wait to watch them grow like their Father.

I thought this was a very keen concern Kevin expressed, one that I’m sure many Alpha fathers of sons would think about when incorporating his faggot into the mix. I recommended to Kevin that his role should be that of a butler for Master Kenzo’s kids, simply a figure of submissive servitude. Kevin shouldn’t have a role in raising Master Kenzo’s boys in any way.

Fortunately, Master Kenzo seems to share my opinion:

Hi brother! Just to follow up on what we’ve been talking about, I wanted to let you know that Kenzo and I had a very lovely and open-hearted conversation yesterday, while I was massaging His feet on my knees in front of Him. We spoke frankly about His sons and how I should give them space to their alphahood to emerge while strictly respecting boundaries. He spoke candidly to me about the joys and challenges of fatherhood at his young age and said He was glad I was there for Him like I’ve always been. It was such an intimate moment!

This is the mark of a truly powerful Alpha! To be able to listen to a faggot’s concerns, consider them deeply, and reply with thoughtful advice or direction is the mark of a natural born leader! It’s why he’s worshiped so early in his life, and why he will always be revered as a King of Kings!

Once again, I thank Kevin (and Master Kenzo) for sharing their incredible story! Hang tight, because things really get crazy in the next post!

The following post is part of a thread detailing the awakening of a straight God Alpha named Kenzo by his lifelong faggot Kevin. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!

There are gods walking among us. I’ve said it for a long time, mainly because I was privileged to know and serve a couple of them in my life, and then I discovered online that there were even more of these transcendent, all-powerful Alphas. It was due to their otherworldly existence that I ever started formulating my ideas about Hierarchy in the first place.

To honor their very special class, I started calling them God Alphas.

Unfortunately, many straight God Alphas rarely allow themselves to experience the fullness of what is actually possible through the application of their natural power. They often think it’s “too gay” to rule over all lesser humans and use them for pleasure. Or it’s frowned upon by society as being too demeaning or too egotistical. Alphahood in general is under attack from political correctness; imagine how much harder it is to become a fully-realized God Alpha, a King of Kings!

This is where faggots play a critical role in Alpha development. A faggot debases itself willingly for the pleasure, enrichment, and glory of its Owner. It gives an Alpha what he truly needs to fully embody his role: WORSHIP. When an Alpha receives worship, his power rapidly grows and expands like a well-watered plant with plenty of sunlight. All of this unlocks when an Alpha owns a good, loyal, dedicated faggot.

A God Alpha is the ultimate expression of this natural power, and he is worshiped BY ALL because of it.

A few months ago I met a faggot named Kevin. He started our conversation this way:

I wanted to thank you for your effort to spread the truth about the Male Hierarchy, for it is thank to you that I finally accepted that I belong at the feet of superior men, worshipping and serving them. And it is thanks to you that I finally had the courage to tell the true about me to a very young God Hunk I had known for long, so virile He has already fathered two sons at just twenty-two! I have now the honor to serve Him and His girlfriend, both financially and domestically. The great part is that she’s completely cool about me worshipping the body of her Man and being the family’s servant! I am in heaven at the feet of this great Alpha family!

I was immediately intrigued, so I begged to know more.

To make a long story short, I have known Him since He was a little kid and I was a teenager (about seven years older), because He was the son of friends of my parents. We always got along very well and became close friends, almost brothers. And, funnily enough, He was quite respectful of me, because He saw me as something as a mentor, as I was older, more mature and, dare I say it, well-educated and smart. And then, as He grew up, I saw this little kid becoming a Man. When He was fifteen, He was already real hunk material. He became much taller than me, more athletic, more muscular, more confident, more handsome, more successful with girls. In short, I could see Him becoming much better than me. Well, I take some time to understand what was going on. But it was a beautiful thing to see this boy who was like a little brother admiring me becoming this real Alpha Male far superior than me. I began to feel humiliated and humbled by Him, and it turned me on. I realized that I have always liked pleasing Him and entertaining Him, but then I increasingly felt the urge to serve him, like a servant serves his Master. When He settled down with his gorgeous girlfriend, I thought I was jealous of Him, but I was also primarily jealous of her!

I loved that Kevin mentioned the humiliation factor in his own development. This is one thing straight Alphas do naturally and without even knowing it. Their superiority humiliates inferior males and helps them accept their hierarchical roles as betas or faggots. It is part of the silent hierarchical mechanics that shape our places within the natural order.

At first, I served Him financially. It began gradually: as I am financially in a better position than He is, He borrowed some money from me, but I soon told Him that He didn’t need to give it back because it was a pleasure to help Him! And it was! The idea that my hard earned money would benefit Him made me very excited! Very soon, I would regularly give Him 10% of my income (plus extras whenever the opportunity offered of course). I “jokingly” told Him I was paying the tithe, a religious tax to my God. He liked it very much!

As we live nearby, each time that He asked for a favor from me (driving Him somewhere, giving Him something, helping Him with the sons He sired at 18 and 20 years old, or with His house, anything) I always accepted very eagerly. Once, after He called for help at the middle of the night, He told me: “Sorry man, I was reluctant to bother you”. I answered Him: “Hey, listen, I’m going to give you a tip. If you ever wonder if you can call me, just think of me as your slave, okay?” He smiled at it, and He never hesitated to call me again.

Receiving financial service from faggots is typically where things turn for straight Alphas. Even though I’m not a huge advocate for financial domination (findom) as a replacement for actual service, it does open doors to serve straight Alphas in the hope they might use faggots more. And that was what Kevin used just to be able to serve his rapidly-developing Alpha friend to accept his power.

So we were pretty close to the point. But the definitive change occured just the summer of last year. One day during the summer, I invited Him to enjoy the pool with me at a private club of which I’m a member. And when we went to lie down on the deckchairs on the grass, I asked Him if he wanted me to move a chair to a place of his choice. He was surprised but agreed. I did so, then sat down on the ground next to Him. Then I asked Him if he wanted me to get Him something to eat at the snack bar nearby. He told me his choice, and I complied. When I returned, I asked Him if he’d like a foot massage. Oh my God! He really liked the foot massage very much, but I can say for sure I fucking loved it much, much more! I was happiest I had ever been, rubbing His feet. When He thanked me, I told Him that I was the one thanking Him for allowing me to do it! When we came back at my place, He told me He’d really liked a new foot massage as He really enjoyed the first one. Of course, I eagerly complied, telling Him he didn’t have to say “please”, he just had to tell me he wanted a massage and I would do it right away. We had a little friendly chat while I was massaging His feet. And then, after a brief silence, I told Him: “I really love pleasing you. You’re such an Alpha Male!” He looked me in the eyes, he smirked and told me “I really love having you as my submissive beta best friend.” I felt a thrill of joy and smiled back at Him. I just knew we had reached the point of explicit mutual understanding of our respective places!

Just as financial tributes can open doors to serve straight Alphas, foot worship is the way to walk through those opened doors. I’ve been preaching it since 2015: worship an Alpha’s feet! There are few more powerful visual images than a faggot kneeling before an Alpha and kissing his feet! It’s not a sexual gesture, but rather, one of honor and submission.

As Master Kenzo grew up, he of course fell in love with a beautiful woman and got her impregnated with a couple of boys. But much to his credit, Master Kenzo did not dismiss his faggot Kevin. Instead, he integrated these two halves of his developing Kingdom into one cohesive realm.

I’d like to say a few words about His girlfriend. We’ve known each other for as long as they’ve been dating and we get on well, because I’ve known Her man since His childhood. When I began to serve Him financially and at home, she enjoyed it a lot. And, as far as He told me, she had very little trouble accepting I was now clearly their family’s servant, and she doesn’t resent the private time I spend with Him. She is madly in love with Him (obviously!), and she seems to accept that He deserves worship and service from me. When I serve them both at their primary home, cleaning and cooking mainly, or looking after their sons, I always greet her by kissing her feet too, now. I’m pleased to say that we both know our place. I respect her as my superior, because she can please my Master in ways I cannot and because she has given birth to His sons and heirs. And she enjoys the perks of my services and she respects what I do for the Man we both worship. So you see, I really am the very, very lucky servant of a beautiful young alpha family.

Remarkable! I would like to emphasize that this situation is HIGHLY unusual and requires a very special type of female. Most women would be wildly insecure to have a faggot openly serving and worshiping their Alpha. So Master Kenzo picked the right woman, one who clearly understands that an Alpha – particularly a God Alpha – needs worship from all to become what he was born to be.

There is much, much more to this developing story … so stay tuned! You will be SHOCKED!

Do you know how scientists first discovered the existence of black holes? It wasn’t through direct observation, of course, because black holes have such tremendous gravitational forces that even light cannot escape them.

No, scientists insisted that mathematical equations suggested their theoretical existence and predicted how they could be found … and when they looked, they suddenly found these monstrous inter-spacial vortexes! However, even when looking directly at a black hole they didn’t see it, but rather the effect it had on everything around it.

As a younger faggot I was very much like those scientists of the mid-twentieth century, except my field of study wasn’t black holes, but was something that was consuming my life at the time: Hierarchy. I’d served many Alphas, been owned multiple times, and through these experiences I began piecing together and methodically testing what I’ve come to understand as Hierarchical fact today.

Most crucial of my discoveries was the existence of Alpha hierarchy within the larger framework itself. To date I’m the only one who has accurately described Alpha hierarchy, put names and functions to each level of Alpha hierarchy, and then successfully used it to predict Alpha behavior. Mind you, I’m just a faggot who has spent many years in the service of great Alphas, but I was paying attention!

In my head, the math suggested that there should be a Final Alpha, the most powerful one. But how to find and identify such a Man? My interactions with Alphas were largely one-on-one, and I didn’t realize that was the problem. That’s like trying to scan the stars while looking at them through a cardboard toilet paper tube!

I needed to see Alphas together, interacting with each other daily, before the evidence of the existence of God Alphas presented itself!

Funnily enough, the God Alpha I discovered was my bunk mate!

When I arrived in prison camp in July of 2022 to serve time for a crime I never meant to commit, I was accidentally redirected to the wrong bunk. In this camp, the dormitory building was a long straight metal shack with two floors, both identical. A long hallway ran down the full length of each floor, and on each side of the hallway were cubes, each cube containing four cubicles and two beds per cubicle.

I was supposed to be upstairs in the predominantly white section, but I was placed in the lower level with the blacks. Little did they know about my preferences…

When I arrived, I met my “cellie”, a hulking, muscular 53-year-old black Alpha named “B” (everybody had letters for names there except for me). B was in the midst of his fourth long stint in prison for drug dealing, and he knew as soon as he saw me I didn’t belong there. So he set expectations and began teaching me how to move in prison.

Of course I never learned, a fact that amused B as much as it annoyed him. I’d make B laugh long and loud when I’d crack a joke or sass back at someone. “Man, my cellie funny!” B often bellowed to the other black Alphas in our cube.

Because of B I wore a shield of protection wherever I went.

But then I began to notice how other Apex Alphas would visit our cubicle to consult with B (I was ordered out of the cubicle during these Alpha conferences). I watched as B directed a couple of Apex Alphas (primarily an older Apex named Doe) to shepherd a young black Apex named “D”.

I also watched other Alphas in camp slip into our cubicle very early in the morning to leave fresh milk and fruit and other gifts for B to enjoy … tributes, for lack of a better term.

And then it hit me – B is a God Alpha!

A God Alpha isn’t something a Man bestows upon himself. It’s something bestowed upon him by the submission of all other levels of Alphahood.

To this point I hadn’t spoken much about Hierarchy, so I decided to ask B about it.

“B, do you consider yourself to be Alpha?” I asked.

B’s reply shocked me: “I am God.”

A couple of months later the camp’s presiding officer visited our cubicle and was going to move me. But B stopped him (yes, he stopped the head officer!) and told him this: “Naw man, Sam’s the best cellie I’ve ever had.”

I still carry that great compliment around inside me with warped pride.

A month later B was caught bringing contraband into camp and was shipped off to higher security.

But I will see him again. Once he’s free he’s flying to Aruba to marry his fiancé. I told him I’m going to be there. “Sam, if you show up, just know I’m gonna stab yo’ ass.”

Death by God Alpha. What a way for a faggot to go!

This post is part of a thread chronicling the acceptance of Alphahood by a young gay Alpha named Lorenzo and the ownership of his former submissive boyfriend. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!

Easily one of the most exciting discoveries from FWA was the discovery of Brazilian God Alpha Master Lorenzo. In the two years since I went to prison, Master Lorenzo got his Master’s degree in Applied Physics (on his way to a PhD), and he has a lucrative teaching position. In other words, it’s the kind of life you’d expect for an Alpha at his power level.

Longtime readers will also remember a faggot named Giovanni. Gio was the faggot Bruno owned before Bruno was forced to accept his faghood by a very powerful Alpha named Master Juan (more on that story soon!). Master Lorenzo was in constant contact with Bruno and his Master as well as Gio, and he wanted to have Gio for himself. So when Gio came to Brazil on a visit, Master Lorenzo had other plans:

Gio came back to Brazil and he spent 10 days in my house. He may be the best fag I’ve ever owned, the boy really is amazing. Just to give you a glimpse of how it was, he cleaned and cooked for me everyday and I told him that he needed to make me cum at least 20 times in 10 days. Needless to say, my good boy made cum 23. We’re not in the same city anymore, but we still talk everyday and I use him from time to time. Do not worry about him, I’ll always love and protect this fag. 

Of course, that was not enough for Master Lorenzo. So he began to make plans to bring Gio to live with him in Brazil permanently. This was a complex problem, because if Gio went to Brazil he would be leaving his poor mother (who works as a cleaning lady) by herself. This would’ve been too hard on the little fag, and Master Lorenzo knew it.

So he decided to rescue both of them!

I solved his and his mother’s lives in a little more than 10 days. I looked for jobs that would be good for his mother, and I found a position as a secretary assistant in a language school in my neighborhood. She has more experience as a cleaning lady, but she’s young, beautiful, and full of energy (just like her son). So I talked to them, sent her CV, made sure that they would know each other, and managed to schedule a Zoom call for her. They interviewed her and ended up hiring her for the position. I told her that I want to be Gio’s boyfriend (because unfortunately it would be too much to tell her what her son really is). Since Gio’s grandmother passed away, they do not have strong connections or family in their hometown. Gio’s father is an asshole who left her when she was 7-month pregnant. I can tell she’s scared to move, but I gave her my word that I want to take care of her and her son. They are moving on October 12th, so I have one month to make the last arrangements about where they’ll live. I told Gio’s mother that he will live with me, but she can stay with him for the first weeks in case she needs help to settle down. I found a place 15 minute away from my apartment, so I can send Gio to spend a weekend with his mom whenever she feels alone. To be honest, she’s a young, pretty, and hot woman. I hope she’ll use this privacy now to find a new boyfriend. She’s a strong woman but it would be great to have an Alpha in her life.

Incredible!

A couple of weeks later Gio and his Mom were moved to Brazil. Gio moved in with Master Lorenzo and his Mom moved into the apartment he’d acquired for her.

If you need a definition of what a God Alpha is, this account spells it out clearly. God Alphas transform lives, shape our world, and create their own realities. They exist far above the limited comprehension of ordinary Men. They are action takers, not talkers. They make the impossible possible.

I knew Master Lorenzo was powerful years ago, but what he did here – rescuing a faggot and its mother from virtual poverty and giving them new life – goes far beyond anything I ever dreamed about him. I am so proud to be his faggot and share intimate conversations with this truly great Alpha.

To any Alphas reading this, please consider Master Lorenzo’s example. You can use your great power for good or evil, but how much more rewarding is it to do the good thing?

Thank you, Master Lorenzo!

One of the most impressive Alphas I’ve encountered in the findom space since my return is the emergence of a young straight God Alpha named @AlphaGodAres. He’s the younger brother of another findom Master and God Alpha, the highly-successful @AlphaGodAdonis.

What makes Master Ares so special? Sure he’s hot and sexy, with a dark, smoldering, bad boy persona … but there are lots of sexy Alphas in the scene.

But Master Ares has a devastating, lethal, predatorial intelligence coupled with a disarming charm that makes him wildly dangerous to females and faggots alike … and also irresistible.

He’s the prototypical Sigma God Alpha, a natural-born King.

Master Ares recently wrote this piece, and I was so moved by its insights that I asked for his permission to reproduce it here. Enjoy!

A CASHMASTER’S ODE TO HIERARCHICAL TRUTH

On the surface level of things, it may seem like you’re just sending me money, sure.

A simple transaction of cash leaving your hands.

But that’s incorrect.

Dig a little deeper, and you’ll see it’s so much more than that.

This is about hierarchy.

A truth woven into the very fabric of history since the dawn of human civilization.

Lesser men, those who recognize their place, have always served greater men, over thousands of years.

It’s a primal instinct, an unspoken understanding, which has run society since the beginning of time.

By serving, by sending, you’re fulfilling a role that’s been written into your very nature, proving you know where you belong in the hierarchy.

Your tribute isn’t just money, it’s an understatement of human nature.

It’s awe-inspiring to see words like these coming from a straight Alpha about the faggots that worship him. The depth of understanding and appreciation of truth are breathtaking.

The world doesn’t want Master Ares to know about faggots and Hierarchy, because the world wants to blunt his power. The world wants him contained safely in a cage.

But Hierarchical truth is as prominent in Master Ares’s life as his gigantic pubic bush. The world will never stop him or his growing power!

I’d encourage everyone reading this to follow and serve this utterly singular and incomparable God Alpha, but I’m sure you’re already looking him up now.

This post is part of a thread chronicling the story of a professional office faggot named Sean who desired to serve (and eventually served) a hot new God Alpha subordinate in the office. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!

One of the most incredible stories ever featured on Fags Worship Alphas was the story of Sean, a middle-aged faggot who started a small tech company with three others. I say small, but the company had annual revenues over $10 million. Needless to say, Sean was living a dream life for most males; business owner, worth millions, with a big house and a pool and a BMW in the garage.

Then one day a young straight Alpha named Eric was hired on in an entry-level position with Sean’s company. It didn’t take long for Eric to realize that Sean is a faggot, and he quickly charmed his way into board meetings with the company founders. Soon after Sean was running errands for Eric. Then Eric convinced Sean to give his office to him (with Sean taking the secretary’s desk outside the office).

Then, in a stunning turn, Eric had the board members vote a very willing Sean out of the company he founded, and replacing him with Eric!

After that hostile takeover at work, Eric moved into Sean’s house. He took over the master bedroom, pushing Sean into one of the small guest bedrooms. From then on, Sean became Master Eric’s live-in faggot, taking care of the domestic chores and paying the bills while also servicing Master Eric sexually.

But Master Eric wasn’t done with Sean. He decided to move his younger Alpha brother Jake into the house as well! Master Eric gave Jake a job at the company while Jake enters college.

That is where we are at the time of the following update, written by Sean in 2023:

sam,  my Master Eric’s brother Jake is every bit the Alpha as Eric is.  Eric announced that Jake was going to spend the Summer interning at our company, and Jake moved in the next day.  That day, Eric went to work and i stayed home to help Jake move in.  Eric just said “my brother is moving in today.  Stay home to help him and when you’re done, you can come into the office.”  i waited for hours until Jake finally showed up.  my first glimpse of Him took my breath away.  He is fucking gorgeous: handsome, muscular, walks with the confident swagger of the true Alpha.  He came into the house, scouted out the place.  When He saw the Master Bedroom.  “I assume Eric sleeps here,” He said.  He moved on to the guest bedroom and declared that He would sleep here.  “Move your stuff out and move my stuff out of my truck and into here,” He commanded.  i spent the next hour doing just that.  While Jake relaxed by the pool.  i came out to the pool to advise Him that the move was complete.  “Aren’t you going to change the sheets.”  It wasn’t a question.  “i’m going to head into the office,” i said.  Not before you suck my dick, faggot,” Jake said.

Recently I followed up with Sean to see how things were going with these two Alpha Masters. Since both are straight, I was wondering how often they bring females home to fuck and if they were still using him sexually as well.

sam,  That’s an interesting question.  Both my Master Eric and His brother Jake frequently bring women home to fuck.  When they do that i know to make myself scarce, but often, when they are done with a woman, they will have me drive the lady home — Jake more frequently than Eric.  Eric is gentleman enough to, i guess you would say, wish the lady farewell.  Jake, on the other hand; once He’s had His way with “the bitch” He’s too impatient to move on, so i frequently get called for chauffeur duty. They both also fuck me, nearly daily, either hole.  They are so insatiable sexually that no woman could really take that much use.  So i guess that i am a sexual slave as well as a domestic slave.  But that’s cool. As you know, sam, a true faggot gets a sexual high just by ironing it’s Master’s underwear.  Being fucked is not the only sexual high for a faggot.  i am honored when my Master fucks my throat.  i am also honored when He allows me to make His bed or clean His toilet.

It’s hard to contextualize what Sean has gone through with these two God Alpha brothers. Even in the annals of crazy true stories regularly featured on FWA through the years, Sean’s story is truly shocking. Simply put, there isn’t a better example of the absolute power and confidence a true Alpha has over inferiors and what that power can accomplish. Master Eric saw right through Sean from the very beginning and took everything he wanted from Sean because it was his right as a superior Man.

The net effect of this purely Hierarchical situation is that Masters Eric and Jake have everything they could possibly want, but also that Sean has now been transformed into the faggot he needed to be. Sean is fulfilled now in a way that those millions of dollars could never provide.

Hi Sam!

I’m so happy you’re back. I’ve been a long-time reader since basically Day 1. I have a situation I could use your wisdom and advice on – a real world problem of Hierarchy clashing with our world’s warped ideas of equality.

I’m a faggot. I’m not entirely owned or entirely “free”; there are two wonderful Straight Alpha Men in my life who make use of me periodically in different ways, but none of us have a structured arrangement.

Despite my inferiority, I’ve done well in my career. I’m a manager in a small but successful organisation and I just hired for a junior role in my team, where I’m the most senior “male” in the business. I earn a very good salary and have a role of international importance despite our small size. Ironically, the alphas in my life enjoy teasing and embarrassing me with the fact that being a cocksucker makes all of that meaningless. Herein lies my dilemma: we’ve hired a stunning, amazing Straight Alpha male ten years my junior, and I’m his manager. Let’s call him Jack.

Jack is confident, charming, outgoing and naturally talented despite being a career change candidate. He exudes an effortless masculinity. He’s tall, handsome, athletic and dresses in a professional way that still manages to stimulate me (he insists on having his collar open to show off what looks like wonderfully maintained chest hair, and it drives me wild). Just being around this guy puts me in heat. His simple existence is colonising my mind. I can’t help but fantasise about what his cock looks like, or imagine how incredibly sexy he must look fucking what I just know is a thick, heavy, powerful load into his girlfriend. I’m so grateful to be able to experience his divine presence in my life.

As a real man, I firmly believe it is his right to exploit me for his own pleasure, entertainment and/or personal advancement. His masculinity deserves unconditional devotion and worship. As a faggot, I feel it is my duty to serve him however I can, and toil for his greatness. If he were my boss this would be simple (and I have been in that situation before).

But we are now in the ridiculous situation where I am his manager, with responsibility for giving him instruction and direction, and maintaining work discipline. He’s 10 years my junior as I said so there’s certainly a lot he has to learn about the actual job. But leadership and authority? I’m perfectly confident in my skill-set and I’ve earned my position, but ultimately I am just a cocksucker playing at these things because society makes me. That was fine when in the past I was managing women and other fags, but these things are his birthright.

I am genuinely distressed by the idea that this young god is being expected to treat a faggot with deference and respect. I mean for god’s sake Sam, sometimes I go to work straight from servicing one of the alphas in my life. It’s ridiculous that our society creates situations where alpha males like him are expected to take instruction from a freshly seeded cocksleeve. Sadly, I need my job so I can’t take decisive action to correct this injustice. I don’t think being between this stud’s legs is in my foreseeable future.

But Hierarchy is important to me. I know what I’m for and I believe upholding the Hierarchy between males is crucial for our collective wellbeing. I need to be careful, but I also need to find ways to render this stud the obedience, respect and service he is entitled to.

Before I ask for advice, there are two things I’m proud of in this situation about my conduct so far. First, I fought hard to get him the job. The other members of the panel wanted to give the role to a woman of equivalent skill. I used my authority as hiring manager to persuade my boss that he was the best candidate. He made clear he really wanted this career change, and I considered it my duty to ensure he got it. I’m really delighted to have been able to use my influence to help him advance his life goals! I am much more proud of this than any professional achievement.

Second, I am in long-term chastity. Even though none of the men in my life are my keyholder I consider it an essential act of deference and submission to every real man I meet. Whenever we’re together I can’t help but be aware of my cage and I force myself to dwell about how there’s only one man in the room. The whole situation is a great example of why chastity is critical for faggots, honestly. Being caged around Jack both ensures I can’t tell myself lies about equality and condemns me to a state of perpetual cocklust I can’t get relief from, which keeps me in the proper frame of mind for a faggot. Every day after work I think about how wonderful it is he’s almost certainly fucking his beautiful girlfriend or stroking his cock that night whilst I ache in my cage.

So Sam, I’d love to get your take on my situation and any advice you have for how I can be a good faggot. How do I add value to his life, honour his manhood and respect his natural authority whilst being – on paper – his “boss”?

First of all, thank you for your loyal support over all of these years and through the topsy-turvy, turbulent life of this platform! 

I’d also like to congratulate you on the two straight Alphas you’re periodically servicing! Those are two relationships you skillfully cultivated over the years with patience and focus, and I’m proud of you (and them, frankly) for finding and embracing purpose! 

You have an incredible and COMPLEX situation with this new Alpha at work. There are no easy answers to this, either. 

As a long-time reader, you should be well-acquainted with my dear brother Sean, the faggot business owner whose entire life (his ownership of the business, his house, cars, everything) was overtaken by a stunning and very powerful young God Alpha named Eric. I’ll be restoring Sean’s incredible story here soon, but I’ll touch on a few details in my answer to you now.

As one of the owners of the business, Sean had more power and security (possibly) than you do as a manager, but he also had much more to lose in submitting to Master Eric. But right away Sean was being submissive around Eric, offering him his office and things like that. 

In Master Eric’s case, he was vastly more aggressive than I think I’ve ever seen in an Alpha before. He went straight for Sean’s throat and ingratiated himself quickly so as to take over Sean’s place in the company. Your Alpha might not be that aggressive (or he may not yet sense the possibilities). He might need to be coaxed out of that societal cocoon that holds many Alphas back. 

So how to fix that? I don’t think it’d be poor etiquette to ask him out for dinner and/or drinks (you pay, of course). That way you can pick his brain about his point of view, and maybe bring up the idea of Hierarchy (which can be related to the business world very easily). Ask him if he considers himself to be Alpha (he will say YES) and tell him you agree, and tell him why. This will start the wheels turning in his head, and he’ll start seeing things from a Hierarchical perspective.

I had another wild thought, too, but it would be down the road a bit (once you’re on solid ground with him). You could show him the Sean thread on this site (once it’s restored) that details Master Eric’s takeover of Sean. Any straight Alpha reading that will recognize their natural right in that story. Again, that’s not something that can be done right away.

Here’s another potential resource: those two Alphas you’re servicing. Perhaps one (or both, if they know each other) can get together with this young Alpha and you and they can talk to him about what you are. Do not underestimate the Alpha fraternity! They are often quite eager to flex power with each other, and this is an ultimate flex. I would ask one or both of those Alphas their advice as well, and find out if they’re willing to be a guide for this young Alpha. 

This is a very tricky situation. I’ve sketched out of scenarios, and I think any of them can work. You obviously have enough experience with straight Alphas to navigate this without any harm. Trust in the truth! 

Good luck, and keep me informed! My email is hi*****************@***il.com 

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This post is part of a thread chronicling the story of a professional office faggot named Sean who desired to serve (and eventually served) a hot new God Alpha subordinate in the office. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!

Over the last eight years of this site I’ve covered many instances of bold Alphas taking whatever they want. And in every instance, they’ve gotten it and more!

But there hasn’t been a story as incredible as that of Sean, a faggot who was once part owner of a successful company until a God Alpha named Eric was hired there. Master Eric quickly took ownership of Sean, then Sean’s company, then Sean’s house, finances, and life. Then Master Eric moved his younger God Alpha brother Jake into Sean’s house as well!

It was the Hierarchical equivalent of The Trojan Horse story, a sneak attack and overthrow worthy of the most powerful warriors ever. The conquered nation – in this case, Sean – could only submit to overwhelming superiority.

So Sean has been serving both of these God Alphas as their house faggot, a literal dream come true! Sean has been quiet for a while, but he finally sent an update:

i have to say that my life has changed profoundly and profoundly for the better by my service to my Alpha Brother gods Eric and Jake.  First of all, they both are sexually insatiable.  Eric is bisexual.  He will fuck anything that walks.  That doesn’t mean that He lets up on me.  Most days i get at least two of His loads before He leaves for work.  i generally wake Him with a blow job.  Then after His run, it is usually another blow job, but sometimes it is an amazing fuck — almost a cunting, since He is jazzed and panting from His run.  Jake is insatiable too, but He is totally gay.  An intense skull fucking upon arising and an ass fucking  before He takes off for school.  So, on a usual weekday, i am lucky enough to get four or more awesome loads before 8:00 in the morning.  It is a good thing that Jake is totally gay, as i don’t believe any woman could handle  the intensity and frequency of His sexual needs.  Jake will frequently text me to meet Him at the school for a blow job  or a quick assfuck between His third and fourth class of the day. And again, after His sports practice.

But, of course, as you know sam, the sexual service is only part of a faggot’s service to it’s Alpha(s).  i have a ton of laundry to do.  They expect the house to be meticulously clean.  There’s grocery shopping to do, errands to run, Jake’s homework to be done.  Occasionally i will be called into the office to deal with a particular problem at work, but that is very rare.  The business functions very well, indeed it is thriving, without any real input from me.

And that is okay with me.  sam, i graduated college Phi Beta Kappa, and i have a graduate degree.  i helped to form a successful business that is respected in its field.  But nothing, NOTHING in my life has given me the satisfaction as being slave to these two Alpha boy-gods.  i have given myself completely to these two Alpha brothers.  i am their slave and they understand that my life is completely in their hands.  i love the freedom that comes with slavery.  i am the happiest faggot on the planet.

I very much believe Sean is the happiest faggot on the planet! I remember watching this situation unfold almost in realtime and thinking, “holy shit, this is almost like a dream!” There isn’t a true faggot anywhere on Earth who wouldn’t give up everything to do this.

If we look at the reasons why Sean had this kind of success (aside from blind luck in the hiring), we see a couple of factors:

1. Sean built something valuable he could offer a quality Master.

2. Sean showed humility and respect even when being humiliated at his own company.

3. Sean surrendered everything he has to these God Alpha brothers.

It really goes to show what can happen within the parameters of Hierarchy. A faggot can achieve great things and still find fulfillment as the property of a Master.

I thank my dear brother Sean for sharing a glimpse of his life with us!

This post is part of a thread chronicling the story of a professional office faggot named Sean who desired to serve (and eventually served) a hot new God Alpha subordinate in the office. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!

There are few more titillating stories for faggots than the true story of Sean, the founder and former partner of a successful small business. In mere months, everything he had was claimed by a God Alpha named Eric and now his younger brother Master Jake. It’s like every faggot’s wettest dream.

I do wonder what would happen to some of these dreaming faggots if a Master Eric crash landed into their lives. Would they be able to handle it with the same humility and gratitude that Sean has?

Sean shared a new development with me that was completely expected, but nonetheless illustrates how completely Masters Eric and Jake have taken over Sean’s life.

i am sure that you would have predicted this:  It has been decided (i use the passive voice here deliberately, because i had no input or involvement in the decision-making) that Jake, my Master Eric’s total Alpha brother, would not return home to His parents, but would continue to live in our (really, Eric’s) house and will complete high school locally.  Of course, that will require some expenses on my part.  Jake will need a new Macbook Pro, and a car for commuting to school.  i was fearful that He would want a Porsche, like His brother drives, but His choice is a Jeep Wrangler, which i think i can handle even on my reduced income.  And, of course, a lot of clothes, and sports stuff, and a gym membership, and etc. i suspect that the list will only grow. i am over joyed at the prospect of providing the kinds of things (both physical things and services) that an Alpha Male requires.

But, i have to say that i am thrilled at the prospect of continuing my service to these two remarkable Alphas.  i live my life in a kind of perpetual state of semi-erection as i spend hours every day tending to their needs.  i love that they continue to explore the scope of their dominance of me and the transformation of my life.  And what a sweet transformation it is.  i’m pretty sure that you understand.

Sean’s right – this move is something I expected. In fact, I assumed it was a permanent move the day Master Jake moved into the house. Why would a young Apex Alpha go back to Mom and Dad’s house when he could live with his God Alpha brother in luxury while being treated like a King by their house faggot?

I asked Sean how much Master Jake was being paid for his “work” at Sean’s former business (which amounts to a couple of hours a week), and Sean said Master Jake earns $1,000 a week from Sean’s drastically-reduced salary.

The story of Sean’s life this year is almost insane. It is exactly what happens when a powerful Alpha hunts and captures an eager, receptive faggot. Virtually anything is possible.

This post is part of a thread chronicling the story of a professional office faggot named Sean who desired to serve (and eventually served) a hot new God Alpha subordinate in the office. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!

Part of the burden of having a site like this one that is filled to the brim with incredible true stories of Hierarchical success and heartbreak is that nobody believes any of it.

This is a good problem to have. It means you’re knocking it out of the park consistently and delivering the goods. I’ve said it before: there isn’t a site anywhere on the entire internet like this one. Almost daily there are jaw-dropping stories, and almost daily the site changes lives. I’ll put up with virtually any amount of disbelief and false allegations as long as I’m changing lives.

Still, some of the stories shock even me. Take for example the shocking story of faggot Sean the former business owner who has had his entire life gobbled up by a young God Alpha named Eric. I’ve even covered other stories similar to his, but nothing like the raw power of Master Eric’s moves.

So OF COURSE there have been people doubting it. Like I said, par for the course. But then this one reader came at me with a laundry list of “issues” they had with the story. Here is this person’s list:

There’s a large gap in Sean the Office faggot’s story. Can you ask him more about the actual dynamics of the office starting from the first meeting he was outed? Bob demanded a blow job and Sean just glossed over that. What did Eric say/do at that point? What about the other partner(s)? What is the arrangement with Bob at work, since Sean said he has continued to give him blow jobs? How are the other partners reacting to all this? What about the support staff? They would have noticed the change in offices etc. It would be very interesting to know about this situation as it strikes me as very public in comparison to many of the other stories.

Well even though Sean is extremely busy now serving two Alphas, I sent the above paragraph to him and asked if he could try to respond.

And, like the generous faggot he is, Sean took some time to provide thoughtful answers.

sam, Let me try to answer your reader’s questions. They are good questions and they prompted me to reread my earlier messages about Eric and His infiltration into our company and my life.

The actual dynamics in the office is very interesting, in that things go on without much (if any) change in the flow of work in the office notwithstanding Eric’s very open taking over my role in the company. i guess the only real explanation is that our company is composed of very liberal people, so their acceptance of my change of status and my obvious submission to Eric would be easy for them, almost natural.

But still, kind of extraordinary, i would think. When Eric outed me in the partner’s meeting Bob immediately demanded a blow job. i looked to Eric and He nodded, signifying that i should do it. Since then, i’ve blown Bob a few times (maybe three over a four month period) and then he simply lost interest. The idea hasn’t come up since. Our other partner has expressed no interest in being serve sexually.

i think that an explanation (probably the only real explanation) of why our little company keeps on percolating along as if everything is normal is because, in a real sense everything IS normal. Eric’s leadership is obvious and apparent and natural., His judgments are obviously sound. His decision making is spot on. He is a clear leader. The staff (and my [former] partners) just accept the leadership role in the company that Eric has asserted because His leadership is natural and obvious. Whenever a matter comes up that is within my area of expertise Eric will come to me for counsel, and He will promote the solutions i offer to the partners giving me full credit — the mark of a true leader. While have been marginalized, i have not been extinguished.

sam, kind of a long-winded answer to your reader’s very concise and direct questions, but i hope this is a satisfactory response to him/her.

See why I love Sean so much?!? He’s always making sure to cross every “t” and dot every “i” in an effort to thoroughly document this incredible event in his life. He always does his work with the utmost care and kindness. He’s truly a credit to his Masters!

I thank my dear brother Sean for continuing to share his life-altering story with me!

This post is part of a thread chronicling the story of a professional office faggot named Sean who desired to serve (and eventually served) a hot new God Alpha subordinate in the office. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!

It’s been a little while since I’ve heard from my fag brother Sean, the (former) co-owner of a small business whose entire life was consumed a few months ago by a God Alpha named Eric. The story took such dramatic, shocking turns that it almost became a tragic comedy. Master Eric took over Sean’s role in the company he founded, assumed Sean’s salary, moved into the master bedroom in Sean’s beautiful house, and essentially look possession of everything Sean owned. It was breathtaking, but Sean was finally experiencing the Truth of Hierarchy as it played out in real time, and he was finally and deeply fulfilled.

With the long silence, I began to get concerned. Did Master Eric kill Sean and dump his body in a river? Did he tie Sean in the basement and leave him there? Faggots would ask me if I’d heard any updates on Sean’s situation, and I would disappointedly tell them I hadn’t. I figured Sean was going to turn out to be like so many others, disappearances into the blackness of the internet.

But two days ago I heard from Sean again, and it turns out there was a very good reason why I hadn’t heard from him. It seems that Master Eric decided to have his younger God Alpha brother Jake (still in high school) get in on the faggot action, and serving both of them has proven to be overwhelming (as one might expect).

Eric has a younger brother, Jake, who is in high school.  This summer, the summer between His Junior and Senior years, Jake is interning at our little company.  It’s a “paid” internship (none of this unpaid internship shit for this young Alpha-god). And of course, His salary ($1000 per week) comes out of my 20%. My Master Eric’s brother Jake is every bit the Alpha as Eric is.  Eric announced that Jake was going to spend the Summer interning at our company, and Jake moved in the next day. 

That day, Eric went to work and i stayed home to help Jake move in.  Eric just said “my brother is moving in today.  Stay home to help him and when you’re done, you can come into the office.”  i waited for hours until Jake finally showed up.  my first glimpse of Him took my breath away.  He is fucking gorgeous: handsome, muscular, walks with the confident swagger of the true Alpha.  He came into the house, scouted out the place.  When He saw the Master Bedroom.  “I assume Eric sleeps here,” He said.  He moved on to the guest bedroom and declared that He would sleep here.  “Move your stuff out and move my stuff out of my truck and into here,” He commanded.  i spent the next hour doing just that.  While Jake relaxed by the pool.  i came out to the pool to advise Him that the move was complete.  “Aren’t you going to change the sheets.”  It wasn’t a question.  “i’m going to head into the office,” i said.  “Not before you suck my dick, faggot,” Jake said.

i sucked His amazing cock right there, poolside,  But before He came, He flipped my over into doggie position and He fucked my ass.  “Eric was so right,” He exclaimed. “You have an awesome cunt, bitch.  This is going to be a great summer!”   It has only been a couple of weeks, but i can tell you that between Jake and His brother, i have never been busier, both as their servant and as their sex object.  i Am starting to really appreciate the sheer joy of faggotry.

Breathtaking!

I was eager to know about how the God Alpha brother dynamic was working both at the office and in the shared home.

Jake is staying at our (Eric’s and my) house.  Eric, of course, has long taken over the Master bedroom.  i was sleeping in the guest room, but Jake is sleeping there for the summer.  i sleep on a mat in the kitchen.  sam, i am thrilled as any faggot would be, as you know.  Two pair of shoes to shine every night.  A double load of boxers and tee shirts to iron.  And of course, two cocks to suck a couple times a day, getting awe-inspiring fucks several times a day.  (Like His brother Eric, Jake is insatiable), detailing Jake’s pick-up truck as well as the Porsche, which Eric has pretty much claimed as His car (i drive His like 15 year old Honda Civic).  

my days are full and i have the privilege of spending essentially every waking hour in service to my two Alpha-gods.  Not just at home, but in the office as well.  While Jake is ostensibly an intern, here to learn about business, He is essentially my boss for the Summer.  He sits in on pretty much all of the meetings while i write up His reports.  Jake has better things to do — like spending a couple hours a day at the gym, flirting with the secretaries (i understand He’s already fucked one of them).  At the office, i am relegated to going out at getting Him energy drinks.

As you might expect, sam, Jake is fucking drop-dead, movie star gorgeous — just like His brother, Eric.  Slightly shorter than Eric (Jake is a shade under 6 feet tall while Eric is 6’2″, and slightly less muscular (Jake has a little of His baby fat left, while Eric has like zero percent body fat) but no less sexually aggressive than His brother. In the several weeks Jake has been here (i’m looking forward to an amazing Summer), Jake has shown a natural, instinctive dominance.  There is no coaching from His brother — proving what you know sam, and what you have been preaching: Alphas are born not made, there is a natural hierarchy of men.  Jake, who is still in high school, knows His place, as i know mine.

Life is endless service for a lucky faggot.

This site carries some awe-inspiring stories of kaiju-like straight God Alphas who take over and consume faggots, like Master Duke (and Frat Fag), Master G (and his older faggot Jamie), or Master Dino (and his fag-wife Jamie) … among many others. This is a VERY REAL PHENOMENON among the most most powerful and insatiable straight Alphas on the planet.

But even against such a backdrop, I’ve never seen a takeover so rapid and complete as this one. Consumed is a great word, because Sean and his comfortable faggot life was thoroughly and (almost) instantly swallowed whole by Master Eric and is now being divvied up to his Alpha brethren.

What really gets me about all of this is how BRAZEN Master Eric bas been during this hostile takeover. From virtually his first day on the job at Sean’s company, Master Eric had set his sights on the faggot and basically took it all away in front of everyone without an apology or explanation – nothing. In fact, if you remember, Master Eric told the other board members of the company that Sean was now his faggot DURING A BOARD MEETING. Master Eric absolutely doesn’t give a fuck what anybody thinks of any action he takes.

And it sounds like Master Jake is just like his older brother.

I have no idea where this goes from here. How much more can they take from Sean? How long will these twin tornadoes decimate Sean’s defenseless faggot town before blowing away?

Who knows, but it’s going to be wild until then!

This post is part of a thread chronicling the story of a professional office faggot named Sean who desired to serve (and eventually served) a hot new God Alpha subordinate in the office. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!

My last update on Sean the former partner of a successful small business who has had both his business and life overtaken by a young God Alpha named Eric was one of the most startling I’ve ever published on this site. Master Eric forcibly removing Sean from his position in the company and pretty blatantly and publicly making Sean his faggot is so brazen that it’s almost hard to process.

I had a few follow-up questions for Sean, of course. Primary among them was what type of annual salary did Master Eric take from Sean and what he makes today. While Sean forbade me to reproduce those figures here, let me tell you that Sean’s position (as co-owner) was worth several six figures a year. And now it all belongs to Master Eric.

And Sean is just fine with this very natural arrangement.

I was really fascinated by the fact that the other partners in the business (and the other employees) seemed to accept this assumption of power by Master Eric without even a blink of an eye. So I asked Sean for more detail on this lack of reaction.

You asked about how my partners are dealing with Eric’s increasingly important role in our business.  i have really had a difficult time in putting into words what i have been observing.  First of all, there is no question that they have readily adjusted to and agreed to the role that He (Eric) has just assumed.  i, of course, know no more about His interactions with the partners than He is willing to tell me (and that’s not much — as you know, i am usually excluded from the partners’ meetings).  But from what i can observe around the office, i  think it is fair to say that the partners generally concur in what He wants; not only with respect to office atmospherics (for instance, not only am i on call to get Eric coffee or soft drinks whenever He wants, but the partners now feel free to text me when they want a coffee, or to get them lunch), but also with respect to the direction of the business, generally (should we bid on this contract? what approach should we take in addressing a client’s problem?) Again, while i am not generally privy to these discussions, to the extent that the decisions represent a change in the company’s approach to our business, i assume that that is because of Eric’s increasing influence in company matters.  Overall, i con only include that the other partners are comfortable with and satisfied with Eric’s involvement in the business.  i know i certainly am.

It almost sounds like Master Eric is supplanting the other partners in the business, too, doesn’t it? They’re deferring to Master Eric’s lead in really significant ways.

I asked for even more detail about this, and Sean added:

As i said previously, Eric was hired about 6 months ago — maybe 7.  i do think it strange that my partners have not come to me inquiring about my relationship with Eric.  you know, sam, how straight guys are about homosexuality — they’re constantly afraid that if they express an interest, they’ll catch the gay bug, or at least will be thought of as gay.  Both partners have come to me separately, expressing their happiness that we hired Eric, and about the contributions that He’s made to our company.

So given that I hadn’t heard much about how Master Eric has been acting around the house he has claimed for his own (the one previously owned by Sean), I asked about the impact of the work changes on the situation at the house.

sam,  Funny you should ask that, because just this morning, Eric went ballistic when He found that one of His boxers that i had ironed had a wrinkle.  He told me to stay home from work, and re-iron all of His boxers and tee shirts, and not come into the office until i was confident that all of them were unwrinkled and perfect — and to make sure that the house is in perfect condition — no dust, no streaks on counters, bathroom immaculate.

As for His breeding me, i don’t sense increased frequency; from the beginning He always has felt that He could fuck me whenever and wherever He pleased.  i do sense that He sometimes is more aggressive in His fucking.  No complaints there.

Let me emphasize this: Sean irons Master Eric’s underwear. And when they aren’t crisply ironed, Master Eric forces Sean to stay home from work and iron them again.

I don’t know how an Alpha can own a faggot any more thoroughly than how Master Eric has consumed the life of Sean. All of this within the span of seven months.

Hierarchy Is Truth!

This post is part of a thread chronicling the story of a professional office faggot named Sean who desired to serve (and eventually served) a hot new God Alpha subordinate in the office. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!

The previous post in the story of Sean the faggot and his straight God Alpha Master Eric was titled “Total Takeover”. In it, Sean related how Master Eric had assumed Sean’s role as one of the owners of the small business Sean founded years earlier. I pronounced that this was the incredible completion of Master Eric’s plan to completely absorb and control everything Sean has and owns.

Not so fast! There’s even more! Read what Sean wrote today:

sam,  i got my paycheck this morning.  (We get paid twice a month; the 15th and the last business day of the month. The partners split the profits quarterly.)  In any event i was shocked that my paycheck was way less than i was used to.  i went to my partners to inquire, and they said that i needed to speak to Eric.  So, i went to Eric who told me that He and the partners decided that since He was doing a lot of my work, He should get a portion of my salary and of my share of the firm’s profits.  “What’s the split?”  “80/20” said Eric.  He explained, “I decided on what would be appropriate, and the partners were cool with it.”

Originally, i was pissed.   But the more i thought about it, i came to realize that i get to serve Eric, to iron His boxers, to clean His toilet, to cook His meals; not to mention to eat His delicious cum, to have Him fuck me whenever and wherever He wanted.  And, that privilege is incredibly valuable — worth way more than the income i have lost.

i am sure that you understand this, sam.

This development is so stunning to me that I’m almost at a loss for words. I cannot comprehend the gigantic, titanium-plated balls it must take to march into a meeting with the partners of a company that he’s worked at for mere months and take over both the position and salary of one of the partners. Master Eric is without equal in the annals of Hierarchy as far as I know. Literally, the only other example of behavior this fearless and greedy is the Alpha of str8guy4fags2serve and his wealthy faggot rich. It’s legendary power.

It’s incredible how much Sean has been forced to accept as Master Eric wrests his life away from him. Sean is handling this better than I think any faggot ever has. It’s an unprecedented power move, and there simply is no example from which Sean can draw inspiration. He’s on his own in this sudden, tumultuous tsunami, drifting alone while just trying to keep his head above water.

I have all of the respect in the world for my brother Sean as he struggles to understand and accept his new reality. And yes, I do understand this critical aspect: Sean is learning the hard way about what it means to be the slave and plaything of a god.

This post is part of a thread chronicling the story of a professional office faggot named Sean who desired to serve (and eventually served) a hot new God Alpha subordinate in the office. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!

Sometimes people think I’m kidding when I talk about the imminent threat some Apex Alphas pose on the lives of faggots everywhere. I don’t necessarily mean that in a bad way. However, when a true faggot encounters an Apex Alpha on the hunt, that Apex Alpha is going to swiftly and handily rearrange that faggot’s life.

There are a number of examples of this on this website, most prominently in the story outlined by legendary Tumblr Alpha Str8Guy4Fags2Serve and preserved here for safe keeping. These are God Alphas, Men who simply cannot and will not ever be constrained by human laws, expectations, and limitations. They take what they want with abandon.

The latest ongoing example of this is the developing story of a faggot named Sean. Once a part-owner in a small business, a new hire in the form of Apex Alpha Eric, who quickly assumed a leadership role in the business and also forced Sean into service as his faggot while also taking over Sean’s house.

It’s been breathtaking and even a little scary. But now it’s gone another step farther:

sam,  changes continue at a rapid pace.  Eric now works out of what formerly was my office.  i have a desk just outside of His office, like i am His secretary or His administrative assistant.

Here’s what happened.  When  we arrived Monday morning, all of my stuff had been cleared out of my office, and deposited at a desk outside the office.  Eric’s stuff was all set up in the space that i previously had occupied.  Obviously, this had been worked out and agreed to by Eric and the other partners.  Eric said nothing.  He just sat down behind the desk and said “you wanna get me a cup of coffee, boy.”  It wasn’t a question.  i, of course, knew better than to protest the new office arrangement.  In fact, i now understand that it feels right.

WOW!

Master Eric is literally unstoppable. What’s even more significant here is the fact that the other three partners in the business are all in agreement with this takeover by this new God Alpha. It’s because they instinctively understand Hierarchy! They know that Master Eric is far superior and deserves to be honored and rewarded.

When we complain about findom, we question the idea of tributing superior Men simply because they exist. However, what Sean and these business partners are doing for Master Eric is a subconscious form of findom!

I am so proud of Sean for swallowing whatever pride he had before and accepting Master Eric’s total control over his life! He’s experiencing something that will change him forever and make him into something he could never have imagined!

Hierarchy Is Truth!

This post is part of a thread chronicling the story of a professional office faggot named Sean who desired to serve (and eventually served) a hot new God Alpha subordinate in the office. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!

Some Apex Alphas might be better classed as GOD Alphas. They simply don’t even fit into our reality or comprehension. The things these divine beings do border on magic.

Such is the case with Apex Alpha Eric, the young god who has rapidly taken ownership of a faggot named Sean and everything Sean owns.

Including, apparently, Sean’s company.

sam, i just cannot believe the speed at which things are moving. At a partners meeting this morning, one of the partners, Bob, to whom i have been giving head a few times after Eric outed me, said “sean, we don’t need you for this meeting. Eric is here and He can handle it.” And so i am being further marginalized. The amazing thing is that i don’t resent this — it all seems perfectly appropriate.

It’s all so brazen and unapologetic. Master Eric simply wants something, and it becomes his. Sean and his business partners seem to be transfixed by Master Eric’s infinite, magnetic charisma.

And while I’m sure there will be those complaining about Master Eric’s cold maneuvers, notice Sean’s reaction to the dismantling of his life – peace.

It’s the way things are meant to be!

This post is part of a thread chronicling the story of a professional office faggot named Sean who desired to serve (and eventually served) a hot new God Alpha subordinate in the office. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!

Several people have come to me asking if the new-ish thread about Sean the office faggot whose life (and company) were turned upside-down by an God Alpha named Eric was true. All I can do is sputter incredulously, “Yes, it appears to be true.”

I mean, how do you react when something so monumental happens? What was your reaction to seeing the terrorist attacks on 9/11/2001 happen live on television? How would you react if Godzilla suddenly rose from the ocean off the shores of Florida? (I’d be cheering on Godzilla) How would you handle a massive alien spacecraft descending over the Earth?

Some events are so far outside our ordinary field of vision that they become hard to comprehend and even more difficult to describe.

That’s how I feel when I even consider what has happened to my faggot brother Sean. Just a few short months ago an Apex Alpha named Eric was hired to work at the small business Sean co-owned with some partners, and in that tiny window of opportunity Master Eric has taken over everything. Master Eric has supplanted Sean within the office hierarchy, taken control of Sean, and now has taken over Sean’s house and possessions. Sean, blindsided by this Apex Alpha force of nature, has stumbled through this new reality like someone walking out of a sudden car crash with a severe head injury.

It’s very reminiscent of the story of Master Str8Alpha4Fags2Serve, which I have preserved here for all time. I guess what I’m saying is that it’s not unheard of for Apex Alphas do such things, but seeing it happen in real time is a bit overwhelming.

So I’ve been pressing Sean for more details about Master Eric and how things run now in the company and in Master Eric’s new household (previously Sean’s house).

sam,  i really don’t know where (or how) to start is describing my Alpha-god.  First of all (although it probably is the least important aspect) He is gorgeous: 6’2″ tall, muscular but not  bulky, He is solid, defined (ripped) with like zero body fat.  He works out maybe 3-4 times a week but is not obsessive about it.  He has flawless skin, His complexion is slightly darker than white.  He has the most intense blue eyes i have ever seen and His hair is blond — not straw blond like Scandinavian; more dirty blond.  He has a magnificent smile with the whitest teeth.

Second: He is bisexual.  He likes fucking, and as you can imagine, He has no problem attracting fuck-mates.  He prefers fucking men, specifically faggots, especially me, because He feels He can be more aggressive fucking faggots than He feels He can be with women.  He’s too much of a gentleman.
He is the most aggressive fucker i have ever known.  i will avoid subjective terms such as “huge” or “Massive” in describing His cock.  Enough to say that it is considerably larger than “normal” both in length and girth.  He produces enormous volumes of cum — more than i have ever experienced before — and He recovers rapidly.  (i have known Him to fuck me three times within the span of an hour).  He fucks me like one would expect an Alpha to fuck a faggot; like it is His absolute right to use my holes for His pleasure without regard to how i feel, whether it is inconvenient, whether it is painful, whether it is degrading.  His pleasure is the most important; indeed, the only importance.  He will ram His cock as far down my throat as any man ever has, and He will sometimes keep it there until i am about to pass out.  He know just when that moment is at hand and He pulls out just in time.  i have often thought that if He failed to pullout and i suffocated to death from Him fucking my throat, could a faggot want a more glorious way to die?

In all other ways, His Alpha-ness is manifest.  He has taken over my bedroom in my house.  i sleep in the guest room.  He drives my Porsche to work.  i drive His 10-year old Honda accord.  i do His laundry, cook His meals, run His errands (both at work and everywhere else).  At work, He has gradually eased me out of my former leadership role.  my partners have accepted this as they recognize His superiority in virtually all aspects and indeed i am beginning to see a kind of — don’t call it submission, but rather deference — on the part of my partners to His business judgment.  It will be interesting to watch how this progresses.

Bonkers! If Sean’s description is accurate, I can see why everyone around him bends to his will!

I still had other questions about the business situation and Master Eric’s use of females or other faggots, which Sean then answered:

1.  i don’t know whether the partnership agreement actually will be altered, but de facto it has been.  my [former] partners now generally come to Eric with questions as to running the business or for advice.  Even though some of the decisions being made have a direct effect on my financial interests, neither Eric nor my partners consult me on these matters.  i am not reduced to a cypher; i still am looked to by all to contribute to the  business,

2.  He does not bring faggots home to fuck.  i believe that i am the only faggot He uses.  He does bring women home.  He doesn’t ask me or even tell me that He will be doing so.  i would not expect Him to.  After all, it is His home.  When He does bring women home i just go about my business, cleaning the kitchen, ironing His boxers.  Some times He will introduce me, “this is sean” or “this is my faggot.”  Sometimes not.  He is not shy about calling me from the bed in which He has just fucked some woman, to bring Him something, or sometimes just to drive the lady home because He is done with her.

WOW! Now that is BALLSY!

I have to imagine it’s an awkward drive to take the females home after they’ve been thoroughly used by Master Eric. What do you even say to her? Do you give her advice on what cream to put on her pussy to help with the swelling and pain?

I love the detail that Master Eric casually introduces Sean as “this is my faggot.” This is where we need to get this within society, to a point where faggots are seen as a useful possession or accessory of Men, a symbol of status and power. It’s clear that Master Eric and others in the newer generations of Alphas are implementing faggots in their lives this way. Hopefully it will become more widespread and acceptable once more!

In many ways Sean is living a faggot’s hottest and wettest dream, but it only happened because he gave himself over to his submission and into the hands of this Apex god!