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!
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.
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!
This is part of a thread chronicling Master Con, a young Alpha in university in the UK. CLICK HERE to read all posts in this thread in chronological order!
It’s been a little while since I’ve heard from Master Con, the stunning, wealthy 19-year-old God Alpha in Great Britain. When I last spoke with him, he had expressed a great amount of interest in purchasing faggots at auction. I entertained his idea, not thinking anything could come of it. After all, Master Con was just 19 years old and in college. Where would he get the money or connections to ever make such big dreams come true?
Well, I’ve wildly underestimated Master Con’s actual life.
First of all, he’s much wealthier than I suspected. He already has a well-paying job thanks to an early entry into an apprenticeship. And he’s been successfully involved in findom for many years, and those pure profits have been wisely invested, quickly growing his net worth.
So much so that he was able to buy a partial stake in the private jet pictured above. He’s currently in college learning to become a pilot so he can fly that beauty and some other jets he has designs to buy.
All of this came to light reluctantly after he mentioned that he’d just purchased a faggot for £8,000 ($10,915.80) at an auction!
Let me backtrack. Master Con initiated the conversation back in early September this way:
Slave. Took an older fag as property today. First time I’d fisted a slave too. It’s made me learn the differences for sure. Older slaves do things that younger one can not, and vice versa. I do want to find a long term slave, a young one. Have the best of both then.
So that was the beginning of Master Con’s attention turning toward purchasing faggots. Time passed, and then I received this:
Been invited to an auction too. See how that goes. Don’t be surprised, faggot. I own my own house, etc. at 19. Don’t mistake my youth for inexperience or my kindness for weakness. I may not take a object. I’m very particular in the search for the young slave. These faggots (at the auction) have been through intensive training. That’s in no way to say they won’t need further training. But they’ve been trained at least in part.
I was surprised by this sudden action, so I asked for more details about the faggots he currently has and what he wants.
I just own 559 (the older faggot), but I have others who serve part-time. Some for pump and dumps. One comes daily to clean my flat, do chores, one drains my cock, does my grocery shopping. One even drives me to my gym, waits till im done and drives back. Gives his £ for the pleasure.
Now I was really intrigued. I was curious about his desire to get involved with faggot auctions.
Problem (with Alphas using faggots) is that i see too many ‘alphas’ just in it for the cash. I value a permanent slave over cash.
So Master Con began getting intel on the faggots for sale at auction. One he showed me was a petite blonde nymph with a tight little pussy who looked a bit like Rourke from the famous Pornhub channel.
We got shown some of the items for sale. However I wasn’t expecting to get pics of them when they were free, with clothes and stuff on. I expected the meat on all fours, naked, collared, and caged. They will need to be thoroughly inspected and its holes tested before purchase. There are many things a faggot needs to go through before purchase. I intend to whore it out during the freshers intake at my uni. See how it fares.
Meanwhile, as Master Con pondered his purchase, this happened:
Oh, and I also took another subs virginity yesterday. There’s nothing like when a true faggot realises its place and stays whimpering underneath you. It took a couple loads before it was made to clean my floor with its tongue.
Then Master Con started asking me what I thought he should bid for one of these faggots at auction. I’ve heard of prices between $10,000-$50,000 from experienced Masters like California Alpha, but I didn’t want to disillusion young Master Con by quoting something that high. So I put the matter off.
Meanwhile, the “freshers” were starting at Master Con’s university. And almost instantly, he fucked one of them. He sent me a pic of a cute Twink and triumphantly wrote:
Fucked one last night. Nice and tight. Claimed it. Once your cum and spit is in it, it’s your faggot. I’m going to have it come back tomorrow to lick my feet and nothing else and see if it wants it, long term I mean. Most think they want it but they aren’t serious. It strikes me as one of them that enjoys it, but doesn’t yet know if it’s what it wants.
Indeed!
Then I received this funny aside from Master Con:
Just tried fucking 559. It didn’t tell me it had shoved banana up there. Enlighten me as to why a faggot would do that. Fucking rank. I’ve told it to douche. Then I’ll fuck it and waste my load over its back. Then punish it. Nah didn’t smell but mushed banana leaked out when I pulled out. Put me off instantly.
Ah, faggot issues! They can be neverending!
Then came a series of pics of another cute faggot.
Just put a bid in on this runt. It was being sold by a good friend. It would’ve fetched more had it been on the market. Still was four figures.
Believe me, I was shocked … so I pressed to know what he ended up offering for the faggot. And that’s when he revealed he bid £8,000 ($10,915.80) for the little guy.
So now I suddenly knew two new things about Master Con: he’s wealthier than I imagined, and he’s also part of a network of wealthy, faggot-owning Alphas in England.
I had to know more.
My Alpha pack stretches across the south coast, particularly Portsmouth, Chichester and Brighton. We sometimes share faggots, sometimes buy and sell them. Sales can happen but not often. We buy our slaves for a reason, not just buy the first piece of meat we come across. I keep my faggots in cages downstairs.
I was left speechless and almost apoplectic. It didn’t faze Master Con.
I told you this before, faggot. I’ve worked hard since the age of 16 and I’ve owned faggots like you the whole time. I get whatever I want.
Yes, he does. Whether it’s worship, houses, planes, or an army of faggots … Master Con has it all.
This is part of a thread chronicling Master Con, a young Alpha in university in the UK. CLICK HERE to read all posts in this thread in chronological order!
It’s rare to meet a young Alpha who is mature enough and so focused on slave ownership like Master Con (@masterconfeet on X). Since I wrote about him, he’s been inundated with starving faggots eager to serve him.
And he’s only too happy to oblige!
He wrote this to me:
Hey boy, since you posted that last post about Tommy, I’ve had lots of new faggots get in contact with me through Twitter, offering themselves up, even Fags wanted to be shipped as cargo from America. I will talk to almost all Fags and slaves, but naturally, am selective of the items I take as property, however I have taken an older slave as my newest item. It struck me how eager it was to please, offering his house, body and life to me, after feeling a void left by it’s need to serve. As I write this now, the faggot is eagerly deepthroating my dick, wearing its new collar, cock cage and restraints. It has already cleaned my place, made my food, waited on my drinks, served me in a variety of sexual ways and it still wants to serve. It will be stored in a cage soon, so it is used to being stored. This is a reward of a so called alpha. Who uses a fag for a while and then ditched it, for a true alpha like me to come and claim, this fag may well become one of my live in items, a fuck toy, foot worshiper, cleaner, item in the kitchen, even a human urinal. I’ve been thinking a lot lately about what I want from these faggots and slaves, for the long term and have become more and more interested in claiming a faggot to be either a slave boyfriend, or take a boiwife role. The idea of having a cute little slut in my bed cuddled up to me, that I can grab by the hair and choke on my dick whenever is fucking appealing, even more so taking it to my family, it knowing it’s owned, but no one else does. My view on this slave/master dynamic is very different to most my age. I’ve no interest of being a muscle Dom, or a findom master who leaves Fags in poverty. I’m interested in owning faggots and slaves, long term or for life- that’s the best gift that a slave gives to its master. And it is a gift, not a right. A slave realises that your a true alpha Dom and GIVES itself to you, it’s owner. That said, if a slave was to tribute, I wouldn’t decline, but it’s not something I go out of my way to look for. I much prefer using it physically. The fag I have here is cleaning my balls now, having swallowed his third consecutive load, and I have this urge to own more property, and definitely a slave bf/boiwife.
Amazing!
Many so-called Alphas are playing games online and have no intention of taking more than just money from faggots. Master Con, on the other hand, is the real thing. He’s becoming the owner of actual faggot property, and his life is richer for it!
This is part of a thread chronicling Master Con, a young Alpha in university in the UK. CLICK HERE to read all posts in this thread in chronological order!
I received a few responses from my post regarding faggot auctions (prompting last night’s drunken podcast), but none of the responses were as vivid as the one I received from a young Alpha in the UK who calls himself Master Con. It seems that he owns a couple of faggots already through the hunt/capture method, but after that post about auctions he’s thinking he might like to stock his stable with some paid-for faggots.
He wrote this:
Hi boy,
an interesting reply. The fish may well taste better when you catch it, but in this instance I would expect a trained slave for a nice sumof money, which would be further reinforced with its buyer’s training.
I want one. I would very much anticipate a slave being bought at auction in the USA, for example, and being shipped as cargo to the UK will be better submissive because it depends on it’s master that degree more, escape is no good, it knows no-one.
I work for a UK airline, ambulance service and study at university full time, that’s a heck of a lot and I need slaves to take care of my needs. I don’t need to come home to a list of chores or dinner to cook, that’s their job whilst they massage my feet too.
Tommy, my current slave is good, but he studies at university in a different part of the country and I need a slave 24/7. I caught Tommy by being me. Coming home sweaty from the gym, a day at uni… whatever. Noticing him try to subtly sniff the air as I walked past, my gym gear going missing, my socks feeling a little wet (from where he’d been licking).
I always knew he was a fag, so I tried a less orthodox approach. I introduced another, nsa runt, to the mix. We’ll call him Jack. I knew Tommy was coming to my place around 4 ‘for some games’, so I got jack round at 3 and began throat fucking it. Tommy eventually came in to see me throatfucking jack on the sofa and it was like fate turned to reality. Tommy stripped, crawled over and started worshiping my feet whilst I pounded Jack’s throat. Tommy didn’t say a word, but that’s the moment when he became mine fully.
Not being content with that, I commanded Tommy to run Jacks ass. I had the intention on fucking it and Tommy was gonna be the tool to prepare the ass. Once it had slobbered over the ass enough, I locked Tommy in a cage and made him watch me mount/rape faggot Jack for a while whilst pumping multiple loads into it.
That withdrawal, not being used, ignorance was too much for Tommy. And that day onward he’s been my total fag since, when he is here away from uni.
I’m already in the process of acquiring a new item, but I want to pay for one too, to see the difference and grow my stable of only the best runts in the world.
First of all, this is pretty advanced faggot manipulation for a college Alpha! Is there a class Alphas take to learn these effective faggot enslavement techniques, or is it just pure nature? Regardless, Master Con’s plan worked perfectly, simultaneously humiliating and exciting the faggot (the secret sauce) and forcing it to fully submit!
This is an interesting test Master Con proposes as well. Of course, any purchased faggot would need to be trained to Master Con’s specifications, but i would be curious if its pre-trained state would make it more pliable for more training, or more rebellious.
Given what I’ve learned about Master Con, I am thinking he’s more than capable of handling rebellious faggots!
Men like Master Con will never be satisfied with single-use or occasional-use faggots. He requires complete ownership and constant use in all areas of his life. And he deserves it.
Many faggots struggle with a host of issues both physical as well as emotional. We are not like normal males; our general depravity and low self-esteem often manifests itself in poor eating habits and lack of exercise. These failures compound, leading to even more intense feelings of worthlessness.
Every so often I’m asked about this, but my advice on this topic is nothing but empty platitudes and shapeless encouragement. I say this because I know that the only way a faggot can overcome these types of issues is for the faggot to take actions within himself; my well wishes are of little benefit. I can’t do the work for anyone. Either a faggot takes action to help himself, or he doesn’t.
That’s why I was so grateful to receive the following message in my Questions From Readers inbox from an anonymous faggot regarding his lifelong struggles with obesity and body hair. He introduced his issues this way:
I was reading the website and found a question about a hairy faggot who didn’t want to shave. I wanna share my experience about this. I am sorry if this message gets too long but I really need to vent. I’ve been reading your website for years, and I’m so happy you’re back.
When I was 18, I was overweight and super hairy. I already knew I was a faggot and I would spend hours jerking off to porn dreaming about an Alpha and, most importantly, wishing that one day I would wake up as a smooth twink desired by men. The years went by and, when I was 23, I was finally brave enough to download Grindr. It was a total disaster. The vast majority of tops blocked me when I sent a picture and the very few who talked to me were other bottoms looking for bears, asking if I were a top.
A few months later, I met a guy at work who seemed to be nice. He wasn’t very in shape either but he was very confident and clearly an Alpha. I thought it would be easier to be with him since none of us were in shape. But an Alpha who is not in shape has NOTHING to do with a faggot who is not in shape. He was chubby, hairy, had an average dick, but he was very confident and always had someone serving him. I tried to approach him, unfortunately way before I knew about your work and the dynamics withing hierarchy. At first he was really kind to me, we went out for dinner a few times. But when I started to show him my submission, I told him that I was still a virgin and would do anything for him to be my first (I was around 25 by this moment). He said that he could take my virginity if I changed my appearance, then he sent photos of Brent Corrigan and Johnny Rapid, saying that he would fuck me if I looked like them.
I felt very offended and obviously stopped talking to him and even quit the job in order not to be with him again. I got into a deep deep deep depression, crying every single day, thinking that I would never lose my virginity, let along have someone who cares about me. On top of that, a few months later covid hit and my mother died during the pandemic. It was the worst time of my life because we only had each other in this world. I have always been an introvert and didn’t really have any friends, but I had one friend from work who encouraged me to start seeing an online therapist in 2021, after my mother passed away. Thanks to therapy, I noticed that I wasn’t suffering just because of my loss, but because I felt deep down that my mom was the only person who would ever see me beyond my appearance and care about me.
I think this faggot’s experience really reflects the desperation many feel for connection and and acceptance. Losing his mother during the pandemic was an unmooring for him, really forcing him to take an action he truly needed.
Notice what happened once the faggot began taking action and making changes:
The therapist was a wonderful guy, he encouraged me to do small things to uplift my self-steem like getting a better haircut, new clothes, etc. Little by little, I got out of depression and started to retrieve my professional life. One day the therapist told me that he understands very well my desire to have a dominant man in my life but not having one couldn’t be the end of the world. I knew he was gay and married to another man, but I then noticed that he was probably an owned faggot and understood how much I was suffering. Then he said that, since I hardly ever leave the house, I would never find someone, and would probably die a virgin if nothing changed. He suggested me to stop insisting on Grindr and similar hook-up apps because Tops on these apps are looking for an easy hole to cum, and the young smooth bottoms will always catch their attention. And so, he gave me a little task and told me download non-hook-up apps, such as Hinge and Bumble.
I didn’t want to do it at first, but I finally did it. During the first few months, nothing happened. I had just a few matches and usually the guys assumed I was a top because of my appearance. On my 30th birthday, I was quite depressed at home, feeling old and unattractive, when I received a notification from Hinge. I had a match with a 35 year old guy with a beautiful smile, and a confident look. We started talking and, when I said it was my birthday and I would spend the night by myself in my bedroom, he called me and we kept talking for hours. He insisted to take me out for dinner but I was to shy and afraid to accept. I fell asleep, and he texted me good morning on the next morning. He was a real gentleman. I talked to my therapist about him, showed his picture, and said that he was treating me too well to be true. Then my therapist said that I was expecting humiliation because of that guy from work who sent me twink pictures and told me that he wouldn’t fuck me.
I think every faggot understands the feeling this faggot was experiencing as he exposed himself to rejection. It’s at this point that many faggots retreat, afraid of getting hurt, exposed, vulnerable, or embarrassed.
But this faggot pressed on. Notice what happened then:
After a few weeks, I accepted his invitation to take me out for dinner. He was like a Disney prince, he picked up at my house, paid for the bill, and asked if I wanted to go back to his place. Again I was too scared of him looking at my body and dumping me, so I said I needed to go home. As soon as I arrive home, I texted him saying that we could be just friends because he wouldn’t like my body anyway. He said that this was not an issue for him, as long as I was a bottom. He said that the only deal breaker for him would be if he ever needed to bottom. I said that I would do anything he wants, and would always obey. When I said “always obey,” he asked if he good go back to my place on that same night. I was afraid of him leaving me, so I said yes.
Sam, I was literally panicking. I tried to text my therapist and ask for advice but it was too late in the night. When my Man arrived home, he started kissing me, and saying that I would never again feel ugly. I felt like a sex toy in his hands. He had complete control of anything, even my house became his house. He put me on my knees, told me to open my mouth, put out a beautiful and thick cock, and started fucking my throat without asking for permission. He was literally just giving orders, and I was obeying. He told me to undress and saw my whole body: fat, ugly, hairy. But that didn’t stop him from fucking my throat the whole night, and made me swallow three loads. He didn’t fuck my hole that night because I didn’t have any lube I wasn’t ready. To be honest, I didn’t even know how to prepare my hole for him. But I slept with three loads in my stomach and felt like the world’s luckiest faggot.
That happened 2 years ago. I am 32 now and we are still together. He was honest with me and said that he wasn’t very attracted to my ass but instead of humiliating me, he trained me to become his faggot. He shaved my ass with his own hands, and took my virginity when I was smooth. Then he told me to start shaving every week, and bought of the devices I needed to keep my face and body smooth. A few weeks after I sucked him for the first time, he bought two big dildos and told me to practice every night, he also enrolled me at the gym and hired a personal trainer to watch my diet.
Today is December 1, 2024. I lost 16 kg since 2022, my body is nice and smooth. My hole is ready for him to use 24/7 and my blowjob is as good as any sexy twinky porn star. I still have a long way to go to get in shape for my Master, but my self-esteem is 100x better. He literally saved my life, Sam. I was completely hopeless when we met each other. He saw a lonely depressed virgin faggot and immediately claimed me as his property, and turned a useless ugly faggot into a quite useful and loyal fag. Every other month I pay a super hot sex worker to come to our house, so my Master fucks this porn star as much as he wants. I think this is the least I can do after being literally rescued from a miserable life. And honestly this is his right as a God Alpha.
SUCCESS! As I’ve said countless times, there are great Alphas out there who instinctively know how to train faggots and build them up so they can become fulfilled and productive possessions. If you don’t believe me, believe HIM!
I get chills when I re-read this: “He literally saved my life, Sam.” Any Alphas reading this, please know that you can have this kind of truly dramatic effect on the faggots you claim!
The faggot concludes his experience this way:
I decided to tell you my story after reading this question about the hairy faggot because it really resonates with me. What I learned as 32 year old faggot is that FAGGOTS MUST MAKE AN EFFORT TO LOOK SEXY FOR THEIR MEN, BUT REAL PROTECTOR ALPHAS WILL SUPPORT US NO MATTER WHAT. Alphas are visual, this is their nature, and we can’t blame them for desiring young, good-looking, tight faggots. However, there are good alphas willing to train us, get us in shape, and use us. If there are any hopeless faggots reading this, please don’t give up, brother.
How can any faggot read that and not be inspired and encouraged?
I consider this one of the most important articles I’ve ever published, and I’m so grateful to the courageous, insightful brother who sent it in. I hope it helps others as much as it helps me!
This will be an ongoing feature in which I try to point out examples of Alphahood and Alpha behavior as expressed in the arts, primarily movies.
The 1992 crime thriller Glengarry Glen Ross is a middle-of-the-road film about a bunch of mostly broken Men trying to salvage something of their lost lives.
But it opens with one of the most dynamic representations of Alpha/beta Hierarchy ever put to film. Alec Baldwin (in his only appearance in the film) plays a dynamic, successful corporate sales manager sent in to motivate the flagging sales team. The way he does it establishes himself firmly as the God Alpha among the other males. Kevin Spacey plays his beta-dom suck-up. Among the group, guys like Jack Lemmon are like beta cucks.
Only Ed Harris exhibits any potential Alpha qualities, initially fighting back against Baldwin’s bluster. However, Baldwin’s God Alpha character kicks Harris back into place.
This post is part of a thread following a faggot named Tim, who has recently been sold to serve a Master named Rex. CLICK HERE to read this entire thread in chronological order!
You may remember a recent “Question From Readers” post from a faggot named Tim (CLICK HERE). It concerned Tim’s frustration over his new owner Master Rex, a God Alpha who rules firmly and by a strict set of guidelines. You see, it had already been 1.5 months of only domestic service and no physical/sexual contact, and Tim, accustomed to regular breedings from his previous Master, was starving for affection. It didn’t help matters that the other faggot in service to Master Rex, Devin, was getting cunted constantly right in front of Tim.
Needless to say, I jumped right in to find out more about this incredible situation. After an initial discussion, Tim shared this with me:
Thank you for reaching out to me again. It’s good to have someone to share this all with. I don’t have unlimited computer or phone privileges yet….obviously, I’m not yet completely integrated into the house, so I think I have to be careful what I say to Devin or what I ask him about ALPHA. I know they sleep in the same room and have sex almost every night. Devin’s been really nice to me but I know if ALPHA asks him something like “what is Faggot Tim asking you” Devin would have to tell him. Devin did tell me that it would be good for ALPHA to have another sexual object (me) in the house to serve ALPHA, so I know Devin wants me to do well in that. I also know I will be subordinate to Devin and that’s ok with me as he has been very nice and trying to help me. Devin went over some rules for me and one of them is to keep my hole ready all the time, which I do anyway as this was mandatory from my previous ALPHA.
I don’t know how wealthy ALPHA is…from what I am told, he has a good job in an office someplace. He is part of a family business with ALPHA’s brother and sister- I think it’s like property management or something like that but I don’t know for sure.
ALPHA worked from home during COVID but leaves every morning now, after eating what I prepare and then often Devin will suck him off before he leaves for work. Devin told me that ALPHA inherited the house from his mother who died 3 years ago. It’s her dingy sewing room that I sleep in every night. It’s a big house but needs some work. I know I will have to do most of that since I am handy that way. I’m already starting to peel off old wallpaper from my room.
ALPHA talks about his seed a lot, about how it is sacred and how maybe I’ll be worthy but as I mentioned, he doesn’t give me a timeframe of when that would be.
ALPHA is a very tall man I’d say he’s about 6 feet 3 inches or so, he is in good shape with light brown hair and a little belly which I love. He is very strong. He used the riding crop on me once and it hurt in a good way but hurt like hell. He occasionally uses it on Devin but Devin also loves that. I know he’s almost 40 but I don’t know exactly how old he is. He is fairly hairy which is a big thrill for me. ALPHA almost never wears a shirt in the house and often goes naked. When they watch TV at night on the couch, ALPHA will sit naked and Devin will lay on the couch with his head in ALPHA’s lap and suck ALPHA when ordered to, or just lay at his feet.
I have to sit on the floor and watch. That hurts – I wish someday I can be in that position! I see Devin sucking ALPHA’s cock and it looks very thick to me. And I know he’s got a lot of cum since I hear them often fucking for long time.
I don’t know if he would let me share his name with anyone (so can we call him ALPHA REX??) cuz I think of him as my KING, my absolute RULER. I so desperately want to be serving this ALPHA sexually, it’s been several weeks since my last ALPHA (Frank) fucked me and I can’t think of anything else than getting ALPHA REX’S thick cock and seed in my hole and being cunted into next year by him.
But I will heed your advice since you are an expert on these things and I will wait and honor ALPHA and worship ALPHA so hopefully one day it will happen. I’ll try to keep you informed. Thanks again, Faggot Tim.
First of all, an Alpha as powerful as Master Rex isn’t going to own a live-in faggot for long before finally fucking it. I know Tim is climbing the walls, but Master Rex is testing the faggot’s resolve. It’s very common, and also very wise. A faggot’s first priority should be service in whatever form that might take. So push the faggot beyond the needs of its flesh, and get the mind/heart engaged first.
Honestly, it seems like Master Rex’s plan is working perfectly on Tim. The new faggot is starving for his Master’s cock. I cannot wait until Master Rex feels it’s time to cunt his property!
Arnold Schwarzenegger has been an easy joke for most of his career. He talks funny, and he’s hilariously over-the-top in every movie. (For fun, watch Bill Burr’s standup routine about Ah-nold)
But here’s the truth: Schwarzenegger loves America, a place where made a fortune and achieved virtually four lifetimes of accomplishments.
It would be so easy for him to sit back in his mansion and ignore the turmoil engulfing America. If America ended up in Trump’s clumsy, thoughtless hands and slipped into fascism, it wouldn’t affect Arnold at all.
But the Alpha inside of him won’t let him ignore it. As I’ve said many times, TRUE Alphas are the superheroes of our world. They defend truth and make corrections when that truth is threatened by destroyer Alphas. They step into the breach to defend the defenseless.
This is why Schwarzenegger stepped up today and made an announcement to support Kamala Harris for president. In doing so he also condemned his own party for siding with an extremely stupid fascist.
The concept of Hierarchy is often misunderstood, and the mechanics of Hierarchy are even less understood. Simply put, Hierarchy is the First Law of human society. It defines how society is structured, almost entirely based on Male power dynamics.
From the first moment one Man dominated another Man, Hierarchy has been the driving force behind all Male interactions and human achievements. Men rule the world; every bridge, skyscraper, scientific discovery, mechanical advancement, medical breakthrough, and work of art has been imagined, designed, and built by Men. Every war won and every life created – all by the power of Men.
Hierarchy celebrates the power and glory of Men, while also honoring another basic truth: Men are NOT created equal.
To illustrate my current understanding of Hierarchical levels, I created the above diagram. Here’s an explanation:
This post is part of a thread chronicling the rise of bisexual Apex Alpha Master Aaron, co-owner (with straight Master Michael) of a beautiful faggot named Shawn. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!
One of my favorite aspects of running this site is my opportunity to converse with some of the most experienced and powerful Alphas on the planet, Men of overwhelming insight and depth. Sometimes I’m left speechless and shaking from conversations with them.
Master Aaron is definitely one of those Alphas. He’s a mature Master of faggots with a decisive confidence that gives him the upper hand in every encounter. But, inside the walls of his impenetrable fortress, lies the heart of a truly good Man who cherishes his faggots and seeks positive development and reinforcement in them. It touches me.
Master Aaron received a surprise the other day. An former faggot of his reached out and made contact again!
One of my previous faggots just got back in touch with me. He served me from when he was 19 to about 22. He was a wonderful faggot. Easy to be with, utterly submissive, would do anything to please, had endless energy and a seemingly insatiable appetite for cock. I remember on his 20th birthday, I arranged a gang fuck for him in a club that has since closed. He had cum leaking out of him, down his legs and into his converse trainers. They stank of cum after that, and I would make him wear them everywhere.
Something happened that was never fully clear to me at the time, some family friend discovered what he was up to, and either wanted to use him, or did use him, or threatened to out him. The faggot was distraught about it, whatever it was, and wanted to take a break. He ultimately decided to embrace straight life, and a couple of years later moved to California to work for some tech company. It was a real shame. I knew it wasn’t a path that would make him happy, but I had already let him go, so it wasn’t my place to comment.
You can hear the pride in Master Aaron’s “voice” while describing the faggot, can’t you? This I can say for sure: there is nothing in the world that recharges the power of a Man more than a skilled and obedient faggot! This is especially true when the Man is the Owner and trainer of the faggot!
But then again, how sad is it that this incredible faggot retreated from the safety of a god like Master Aaron and into a sham life as a straight male? It’s heartbreaking to me! If there is any one thing I really want to prevent with this website, it’s faggots living fake heterosexual lives due to shame and fear.
Which then made Master Aaron’s next statement hurt even more:
Well, it seems he reads your site. He saw the posts about myself, Master Michael and the faggot Shane, and decided to get back in touch. He is currently living that difficult double life – living straight, but serving as faggot in clubs and with groups. He doesn’t currently have an Alpha. But if you know anyone over in San Francisco who wants to use him, I can put them in touch. I can share pictures of him (pg only – and they are NOT to be made public). It’s what he needs.
Master Aaron sent me a number of pics of the faggot, and it is indeed a little cutie! It’s not locked or anything, but it has gained some experience dressing as a female (probably passable given what I’ve seen). So this might be an opportunity for a California-based Alpha to sample some of Master Aaron’s finest vintage faggot service!
That’s what the greatest Alphas do – they till the earth and plant seeds to grow into blessings for other Men. They create life from lifelessness, bounty out of dearth.
And as for my dear Master Aaron, his cup runs over with Godhood.
This post is part of a thread chronicling the rise of God Alpha Master Chad, the first-born son of Master Dino and primary heir to his throne. CLICK HERE to read these posts in chronological order!
I have to get something down in writing on the growing legacy of Master Chad, the first-born son and primary protégé of Master Dino. You might remember that it was only just this year that Master Dino sat Master Chad down and explained to him that Jamie was, in fact, his faggot wife and that Alphas are meant to own and use faggots as part of their Kingdom over this Earth.
It was a lot to take in, but Master Chad needed only a few seconds before his overwhelming sex drive and deep love and respect for his Apex Alpha father caused him to immediately start using Jamie and then finding other faggots to use in-between breeding females. Compared to most Alphas, it was really just that fast.
Master Chad writes to me in the same rat-a-tat-tat style that his father does. To my ears, the words feel like little bullets shot at me by an automatic rifle. They’re BREATHLESS letters.
I have received SO MUCH EMAIL from that household (four Alphas, two faggots) that it’s literally a tsunami flooding my inbox every single day. I usually do a decent job keeping things straight (so to speak), but this is an impossible task. The job is made EXPONENTIALLY more difficult because Master Chad was using his father’s email address for the longest time (and little Jimmy the faggot was using Jamie’s), thereby rendering the process of unwinding emails almost impossible.
But I wanted to give you a taste of Master Chad (I would kill for a taste!). It’s already arranged that, if anything happens to Master Dino, Master Chad would take over possession of Jamie as his own faggot (thereby making sure Jamie is well taken care of for the rest of its life). The fact that Master Dino arranged that and Master Chad agreed to it gives me a WIDE-ON.
But here is the first email from Master Chad:
faggot
First no faggot calls me Master unless I own it. you WILL call me SIR!
MY brothers and ME know that you and a lot of fags have been wishin’ you could ride OUR cocks. And yes WE all know OUR Dad is a God to faggots and whores all over. I believe MY Pop should be every Alpha Males ideal, kinda like THE prime example of all a MAN could and should be. I LOVE MY Pop. He’s one HELL of a Alpha Male. MY brothers all feel the same. Best fucking Dad in the world. When Pop told, well HE SHOWED ME by pumping a load down jamies throat, who HE was. Hahaha yeah faggot I’d had a couple of rough fantasies about fuckin’ a dude like fuckin’ a cunt then fuckin’ her boyfriend while he was fuckin’ her. Just a note faggot. Pop has always been honest here and so will I. If I leave out anything its cause Pop said “No”.
So when Pop started copping to the REAL shit in HIS life I knew as crazy as it sounded it sounded like what I imagine these goddamned religious zealots always preach about their religion. It felt like a revelation, it felt true and opened a door in MY head that a lot of people are gonna wish had stayed fuckin’ shut. So that’s how it was faggot.
How’d you think it felt fuckin’ faggot pussy, faggot. It felt GREAT! And plowing any pussy feels fantastic. Busting MY nut in a pussy while it squirms and yells, it’s an experience every REAL Man fuckin prowls the streets for, ain’t it ? I found a couple of pussies that I was determined to own and one of them is now the most important hole in MY life. Yeah I’m young and there’s hundreds of fuckable cunts in MY future but I understand the importance of love as well as service in the cumhole I want to be MY faggot wife. I see shit Dad’s way, Joe is different. HES not concerned with love and shit. HE just wants a couple of fags or cunts to fuck every day, no strings, no love just open holes to fuck and cum in. And MY twin brothers definitely got their own thing, maybe too much love goin’ on there but whatever gets an Alpha off, right faggot?
Well I was beginning to think something was wrong with ME cause MY fuckin dick stayed HARD from the time I sprouted MY first pube til this second. And it’s hard right now because a faggot that shall remain nameless is busy sucking out a load. Hahaha But,male, female faggot, their all kinds of sweet holes to fuck and fill. You want this dick and you ain’t some fuckin’ skank? Swallow it bitch! Why should MY feelings about female pussy change? It’s good and it serves a purpose. Its THE place that grows OUR offspring and its OUR duty to knock up any bitch we see fit to be an oven for our sperm. Yeah, the jamie thing is something special between ME and Pop. I’m seeing true devotion and love because of it. Pop knows I’ve got some strong protective feelings for it. I’ve cunted it twice now and no matter who I fuck it how many that sweet cumhole is a permanent part of MY life and heart. My Pop is so smart. He knew I loved it before I did.
I don’t know if I wanna own any fag except jamie. Pop says theres no better faggot and so far I believe it. I’ve had plenty of cunts and about 12 or 13 faggots and nobody compares with it yet.
Damn Pop’s trying to teach ME control having this faggot eat ME while I write. Fuck . How Pop had jamie under the desk and worked, talking to people on the phone and in right fuckin’ there is a shining example for US guys. If I can achieve THAT level of concentration and control I MIGHT feel like Pop’s equal instead of HIM being MY hero. My FATHER is a MAN and deserves OUR respect AND everyone else’s.
I’m done faggot. It was kinda interesting. I might talk again. Oh, and faggot if you were in as you said, in front if ME on your knees, face to the ground you’d have MY cock in your ass. Haha See you in your dreams cumhole. And I know you know what I look like so I know that pussy is clenched tight right now. Hahaha
I’d be interested to hear your thoughts on this first email from this young god. He’s overwhelming in the same way his father Master Dino is. But whereas Master Dino has grown somewhat affectionate and sympathetic with me over the last few months (especially because I’ve shown little Jimmy the faggot son some love and attention), I don’t think I will ever get that from Master Chad. He’s young, horny, and more interested in sowing his oats than building a relationship with an online faggot like me.
But it is quite an experience to know him.
I will add this: I have seen pics of Master Dino’s sexy face (both current and when he was a teenager) and also Master Chad, and they are virtually identical. Master Chad inherited all of his father’s perfect genetics. The only appreciable differences between them is Master Chad’s dick is slightly bigger and Master Dino shoots more cum per load (but I think he might shoot more cum than a rhinoceros).
Anyway, I had to start this thread somewhere. There’s so much more material coming from this family that you simply wouldn’t believe it if I let you glimpse my inbox. I’m not even exaggerating.
I thank Master Chad not only for sharing his thoughts with me, but also for taking up the mantle of his Apex Alpha father. Alphahood is noble, a calling by Nature, and the great Men like Master Chad accept that glory and responsibility with wisdom!
This post is part of a thread that follows a straight God Alpha named Dino who took ownership of a faithful faggot named Jamie that has lasted 15 years and led to marriage. CLICK HERE for all posts in this thread in chronological order!
It’s been another long time since my last update about God Dino, Master Chad, Master Dean, and all of the other Alphas and faggots living in the compound God Dino built into some nameless mountain. With this crew, it’s better to not ask certain questions.
So much has happened to each member of The Clan over the last few months that I thought it might be good to update them all at once. Well, at least update the stuff I’m allowed to discuss! Covering this rough Hierarchical assembly of Kings and slaves is like trying to describe a season of Real Housewives in which everybody gets raped in every episode.
Anyway, let’s start at the top:
I’m glad to say that Jamie, God Dino’s loyal fagwife of 18 years, made a full recovery from cancer. After an all-clear from the doctor, God Dino took Jamie on a months-long vacation to several beachfront resorts for total relaxation. God Dino left the family empire in the very capable hands of Master Chad (assisted by Master Dean) while they were away.
The long rest for Jamie proved prescient. Once they returned, Master Chad determined to add significantly to the workload…
Master Chad might be the most prolific Alpha breeder I’ve ever covered here, maybe only rivaled by California Alpha. He’s fathered more than 40 children already! Of course, since his introduction to faggot pussy (covered here), he’s basically been breeding everything with a hole and filling it with his prodigious cumshots.
Out of the children he’s created so far, he fathered 13 sons by a couple of awful females who have been nothing but problems for him. So he teamed up with God Dino to take full custody of these 13 sons!
Now the 13 infants are living in The Compound and tended to by the faggots caring for everything there: Jamie, Jimmy, and the rainbow faggots greenfaggot, bluefaggot, orangefaggot, white faggot, and pinkfaggot. The faggots take turns with the babies as they each have other duties in service of the multiple Alphas living there. Needless to say, these faggots live harried but fulfilled lives!
Master Chad wanted a fagwife much like his Father, so he chose to marry his primary faggot C.C. in a sweet private ceremony.
But that’s not all! Recently C.C. said that she wanted to have a vagina fashioned out of her useless skin flap (not a full transition, just an extra hole for her Master), so God Dino called in a few favors and arranged for surgery. C.C.’s surgery went very well and should be returning home soon!
Master Dean and his faggot twin brother Jimmy are just 16 years old, but they’ve already experienced more of life’s wonder and fulfillment than most people four times their age. If you recall, they were already having sex with each other since the age of 10 without the oversight of God Dino, their Hierarchical roles clearly defined from birth. Once God Dino took them in, they more fully accepted the truth of their situation. This allowed Master Dean to grow deeper into his very clear role as a burgeoning God Alpha, and it also allowed little Jimmy to truly blossom and thrive as his adorably insatiable faggot.
Master Dean wanted to make his ownership of Jimmy official by marrying his precious fag brother. Of course, this is difficult to do in most parts of the world. However, God Dino found out it could be accomplished in Argentina, so he flew with them out to that foreign land for the ceremony!
After the nuptials, the group then flew to Belgium for some authentic Belgium chocolate! How’s THAT for romance?!?
Many readers were inspired by the story of greenfaggot, and expressed hope that it was finding peace and success under God Dino’s care.
Indeed, greenfaggot has been doing well! In fact, greenfaggot has had a crucial role to play in the development of a powerful new straight Alpha who will soon debut here!
Schooling is progressing for bluefaggot with fine results, no easy feat considering the massive workload all of the faggots share! Recently Jamie remarked about how quickly bluefaggot is learning, which is encouraging!
This is most of what I’ve been allowed to update about The Clan. They’re very private but well-connected people, so I’m privileged to even be able to share this much.
I just don’t know if there has ever been a more intense, focused Hierarchical environment than the one cultivated by God Dino and his extended family. It’s been a wild ride, but I’ve cherished every crazy moment of it!
This post is part of a thread that follows a straight God Alpha named Dino who took ownership of a faithful faggot named Jamie that has lasted 15 years and led to marriage. CLICK HERE for all posts in this thread in chronological order!
My beautiful faggot friend Jamie has been steadily recovering from a terrifying bout of cancer and a grueling treatment regimen that has apparently overcome the tumors. It has been a time of great trial and some cautious jubilation. Soon Jamie and husband Master Dino will embark on a wonderful and recuperative three-month tour of several beaches together.
Jamie is a faggot who has seen and done it all in life, and experienced the pinnacle of Alpha raging and rutting at the hands of Master Dino (and now his Alpha sons, too!). So I guess it was no surprise that Jamie felt compelled to write a few thoughts about the midnight attack faggot Tim endured from Master Rex.
I hope you are doing well. As the house faggots and I were cleaning up the breakfast remains we listened to the podcast. The Men have gone to work so we freely chatted and voiced our opinions about the ‘problem’ of the day.
As you know I have served my amazing Master for almost 2 decades. For 17 years I’ve been a live-in faggot and Master Dino collared me in 2007 and found me worthy of His name and ring in 2015. Since my situation is different than most I began asking what my babies thought of tim’s ‘rape’. When we faggots are without our Men all know they may freely come to mommy with anything that troubles or concerns them. They look to me for advice and help. Also let me be clear-Master Dino refers to His Sons, both Alpha and faggot, as ‘our’ Sons so I do as well and They do treat me as such. Therefore, I receive a bit of respect not enjoyed by most faggots. I helped raise the Boys and helped instill Them with Their Father’s code of honor or, if faggots, i did my best to teach and show how we can be, as Daddy states, “top-shelf faggots”.
It wasn’t a huge surprise to find, to varying degrees, my babies thought as I did. The word rape is kind of tossed around by Alpha and faggot alike. I know of one Alpha Brother of my Owner’s uses that word to describe every sexual encounter He has. Many faggots speak of being ‘raped’ in glowing terms because rough aggression is a big part of Alpha/faggot life. Face it, true faggots NEED to be used by their Owners rather roughly. We CRAVE the things that scare many in ‘polite society’. While I don’t believe anyone faggot or female should be abused, the faggots I know want or at least know at some point their Master will be aggressive and rough. Men have needs, some dark and primal, and faggots exist for Them to use, fulfilling those needs. Every faggot here agrees. When you submit and an Alpha claims you you become His property. From that point ANYTHING He uses you for is His decision. You gave yourself to Him.
Short of repeated physical abuse or murder your Owner has a perfect right to use you in any way He chooses. If you aren’t prepared for and can’t deal with ANY eventuality then you aren’t ready for service and possibly you aren’t a true faggot. I personally love it when my Master uses me to release His aggression and rage because in my soul I feel I am fulfilling my faggot purpose. I am His hole. I was created to take Him and His power inside me and relieve Him thereby fulfilling Him and giving Him His Hierarchical right to be Master. Of course, afterward faggots are left trembling and gasping, maybe a bit injured, and maybe scared. After all, your Master just transferred His rage, power, and even love into you. My advice when this happens is lie quietly. Replay the scene in your mind and FEEL your body, feel the warmth of His seed inside you, spreading and becoming part of you. Feel where His hands held you as He took you. If you don’t orgasm or feel as if you’re going to then I’m at a loss. Not one faggot here doesn’t understand that feeling of purpose, that feeling of, no matter of worthiness or anything, your Owner just showed you that He needed you. He just gifted you with His most prized treasures-intimacy and His semen. You were just allowed to see and experience His true self. By nature Men are not cuddly creatures. They have moments of genuine affection but you give Them real intimacy and affection by submitting to Their aggression and, quite frankly, being Their cum hole. This is what sustains a faggot, this is the highest of highs for us. We are holes that receive a Man’s most precious gifts, gifts He shares with no other-not even a female. We give Men things that women do not and that’s a HUGE honor for faggots. Sex with females is for population of the earth. Sex with faggots is for a Man’s pleasure, His satisfaction, His release. We faggots give Men what they need to feel like a Man.
To a true faggot there is no higher purpose than that.
I feel better knowing that the Queen of faggots largely agrees with my take on this issue. Jamie has endured some of the most violent and aggressive use known to fagdom. The fact that Jamie emerged from that trial by fire with a deeper and more profound appreciation and love for Alpha power really speaks to the need to use faggots that way.
I’m so glad that Tim seems to have come through this initial test quite well. Like Jamie, I hope Tim finds a powerful Alpha Master who will love it and use it forever!
This post is part of a thread that follows a straight God Alpha named Dino who took ownership of a faithful faggot named Jamie that has lasted 15 years and led to marriage. CLICK HERE for all posts in this thread in chronological order!
I knew when I published that post from Jamie about the damage Master Dino inflicted on it that I would soon hear from the Man Himself.
And, like clockwork, Master Dino appeared in my inbox!
I love being a weird little part of Master Dino’s Kingdom. I’ve come to love and respect all of them. So when I hear how my posts about them excite them so much, it gives me a warm feeling in my shriveled faggot heart.
Good evening faggot, Your post of Mine and My little dicklicker’s (he’s talking about his fag wife Jamie here) most recent trip to the Alpha Playground had the faggots all atwitter and the Men in a bit of awe of Their Alpha Father’s testosterone-fueled imagination and impishly wicked sense of fun.
If I leave ANY wisdom to My Sons it is if it isn’t any fun for you to do then it is the wrong thing for you to do. If one doesn’t get SOME enjoyment from life why the fuck be here?
Halloween is always meaningful to My faggot and I. No creature on earth will ever know why except My precious cumhole and I. I try to do something every year on Halloween, the anniversary of My making it My legal faggot wife, and the anniversary of the day it met Me and its life’s purpose was fulfilled. Three days that I make special for My faggot for which it spends the other 362 worshiping Me. Test Your power and put Your faggot through its paces and just use a little imagination and it adds an element of fun and a little extra grunt in Your rut. Like I always say about the Alpha Playground, ” Its the place faggots beg to enter and scream to leave.” Hahaha!
Anyway those 2 videos we emulated were some of jamie’s favorites. it knew what it was asking of Daddy. it knows Daddy has a dark side, which thrills the faggot. I suppose faggots are attracted to bad boys just like breeder cunts. jamie is the only living thing to have seen and been completely used by the unbridled dark half of Me so when it goes down certain paths with Daddy it may not know the journey but it has a goddamned good idea as to the condition in which it will arrive. As I’ve said before the hole I cum in isn’t as innocent as it appears. It’s a fucking cumguzzling slut! And I wouldn’t own it if it was any other way. Hahahahahaha
So faggot, the family was together discussing life, sex, and faggots all because of your post. I suppose Chad will share Zak since the pussy I own is out of commission for a minute. Zak’s a sweet hole. And don’t worry about your brother between what I feed it and the loads the Boys give AND the loads it “faggot charms” from them because it’s a dirty faggot whore, jamie will be just fine. Ha! All this wholesome family stuff is great but Goddamn, let’s get to fucking bed or get to bed and fuck or whatever. Fuck you faggot! Hahaha GOD
I don’t know if there is an Alpha on the planet who enjoys using faggots more than Master Dino. He and his Alpha sons are primal animals of pure lust, and their faggots are just as greedy to be used in any way possible.
From the first time I heard their story until now, I don’t know if I’ve heard of an Alpha/faggot relationship so violently perfect. It’s a Union bathed in blood and cum and wrapped in the unholy powers of darkness … and it’s beautiful. It’s beautiful like a dead, twisted old tree standing defiantly on a plain. Never ignored, never forgotten, and neverending.
This post is part of a thread that follows a straight God Alpha named Dino who took ownership of a faithful faggot named Jamie that has lasted 15 years and led to marriage. CLICK HERE for all posts in this thread in chronological order!
Master Dino and his faggot wife Jamie have been extraordinarily open about their unconventional lives and their unusual family situation. They’ve done so at great risk to themselves.
Ultimately, though, Master Dino fears no Man, court, or authority. He does what he wants with anybody he wants at any time he wants.
And however hard he wants.
Master Dino recently took his faggot wife Jamie out for a vacation together for a few days. After months in that crazy house with Master Dino’s Alpha sons Master Chad and Master Dean breeding like bulls and tearing up the place, Master Dino thought it would be good for them to get a breather.
But Master Dino’s idea of a breather isn’t like that of a typical Man or even a typical Alpha. Jamie discovered that in the most painful way possible:
Well its 3 days until the twins birthday thank goodness the preparations for the ‘mini-event’ are nearly complete. i’ve been busy with that since Daddy and i returned from our Halloween excursion.
sam it was fabulous and we’ve seen those two videos so much that with Daddy extraordinary accoutrements and wicked sense of fun it was an amazing experience that fired us up in ways that guaranteed a scene both of us will treasure. I believe Daddy described the videos (and its Jordan Fox) so you know there is a playfully demonic physicality to enacting them with ‘Daddy precision’.
All in all Daddy and His dark half were thrillingly scary and way sexier than any Man, even an Alpha, ought to be. He came from the scene more the studly Alpha ManGod than ever before and has proudly strutted around making the Boys look up to Him even more and the other faggots envious of little old nothing me! Lol.
As im sure baby (Jimmy) has told you because it had to do my job for a few days, i was lost in ‘happy faggot land’ and would NOT release Daddy’s furry leg. In the past when such emotional exhibits caused Daddy concern Doc simply explained that when such an explosion of everything that is ‘us’ that i am like the acid tripper who is so high theres nothing to do but wait two days for me to come down and to allow me whatever ‘security blanket’ comforts me. My security is Daddy and since i adore His yummy legs that’s where i find myself ‘waking’ time and again after such fulfilling and joyful service.
I’ll stop here momentarily. You see, Master Dino was so turned on by the interviews I had with Master Dino that he wanted to go farther in his use of his fag wife than he’d ever gone before (which is MUCH farther than most Men ever go!).
Upon returning from that brutal trip, Jamie was so bewildered and traumatized by the experience that all it could do was hang onto Master Dino’s leg for dear life like a monkey on a swinging tree. Little Jimmy did indeed write to me to tell me this, too.
Then I found out why:
I came back after almost three days a bit bruised and battered but that was expected. Later that night I noticed my back hurt a bit but i have problems sometimes since i was injured in football almost forty years ago. By last night I couldn’t move my leg without screaming and the Boys gently carried me to bed as Daddy called Doc. His diagnosis? At least one cracked rib and–the worst thing–a pulled, possibly torn groin muscle. i got permission for my language here, its hurts like a MUTHERFUCKING SON OF A BITCH!!
my chest is wrapped like a mummy and it will be days, maybe longer until i am allowed out of bed. Doc then delivered the cruelest blow of all, announcing to Daddy that i am over fifty now and older bodies shouldn’t be doing shit that would exhaust 20-somethings. Bastard! (He he he)
Now i am propped upon the bed being fed food, drugs, and cum and served as i have done Daddy many times. Wish you could see my Savior (Master Chad). He’s being so kind and concerned, a side generally not seen by many, and He’s SO cute! Daddy enjoys that He is so caring as it says a lot about how He will deal with future faggot mishaps. He pops in every hour or so with questions like, “Are the faggots doing all you need mommy?” and “Is Pop bustin’ you enough cum cause i can shoot ya a couple more today”.
So I feel like a princess and will continue to do so even with the pain and lack of feeling useful until i heal. i am glad baby Jimmy has Zak to help it because cooking, and caring for these Gods can be quite daunting for a baby faggot. i like Zak. it fit hand in glove with this family and especially with its Savior and Master, my Chad.
Well i’m woozy from the morphine and Roxy’s so now I sleep and when I wake there will be faggots here with food and drink and loving concern or Men with cigarettes, pills, and hard dicks ready to feed the injured faggot. Either way, i believe i can survive it all. Lol
All my love brother, faggot jamie
Pulverized by Master Dino! Let’s see Master Fox top THAT!
I’m sure it’s easy for Master Dino to forget that Jamie is much older than him given everything Jamie has handled in its life. It’s been a full, rich faggot life for Jamie as the primary possession of a god like Master Dino!
But, like any valuable possession, they can sometimes be broken!
This post is part of a thread that follows a straight God Alpha named Dino who took ownership of a faithful faggot named Jamie that has lasted 15 years and led to marriage. CLICK HERE for all posts in this thread in chronological order!
I have long ago learned to stop doubting the overwhelming power of Master Dino. His insatiable and unapologetic use of both females and faggots has led to a lifetime of incredible moments, including the grooming of three Alpha sons and a faggot son. He’s been aided by his incredibly-loyal fag-wife Jamie for many years now.
They’re currently living a blessed life drenched in worship of Manhood and Apex Masculinity.
However, Master Dino recently related an incredible story so mind-boggling that it actually led me to insinuate that Master Dino was lying to me. Boy, did I regret that!
To set this up, let me explain something first. Those Hierarchy Unequals bracelets have been stalled for some time, but I wanted to try and mail a couple to figure out what it might cost to ship all of the orders. So I sent Jamie and little Jimmy two bracelets as a “thank you” for their willingness to share their lives on the site and for Master Dino’s agreement to an interview.
I didn’t really expect anything to happen from it. Master Dino and his clan are notoriously private people (honestly, it’s shocking that they ever agreed to be chronicled here), so I wasn’t sure if the bracelet would serve its desired function (to advertise that the wearer is a faggot).
Boy, was I wrong. Here’s Master Dino:
faggot, I wanted you to know about another strange and interesting slice of Alpha life. Storms and floods knocked out everything in the mountainous area (no need to mention the state) we’ve been visiting-electricity, internet, cable, etc… We have several generators for just such occurrences and for winter as well. After several days of nothing to do but fuck and be worshipped the faggots were exhausted and We Men were roaming the halls naked, roaring with pride, searching another room in which to create yet another scene of sodomy and SOMEWHAT vanilla debauchery. (I’m not Satan but He is a close relative. Ha!) On the 5th day the faggots were washing each other after bathing their Gods. jamies collar and its and jimmys faggot bracelets were lying beside the tub for their re-christening with Mine and Dean’s piss, respectively. All was well and happy. Then as the 1st splash of my piss hit jamies bracelet I heard a big truck coming up the mountain. Without baptizing its collar i let it have one good gulp before zipping up and in jeans alone and still wet from My bath i opened the door to a state line/repair man who, amazed that after 5 days we still had generators running, told me he was repairing an electrical problem at a substation. It was the only other thing on the mountain after My place.
We talked about 20 minutes and after he admitted he’d be working til 6 or so I invited him to stop for a beer or maybe something to eat on his way down the mount. It was only 10 a.m. and he’d impressed Me with some of his ideas of government and life in general. He thought the ‘retreat’ for My boys and teaching them to be Men out in the ‘wilds’ was unheard of for ‘city’ people but understood because I “sound like you might be from around here.” He left after saying he’d be back if he, “got around to it.” I told everyone we might have a visitor later, for an hour or so. I also told jamie and the boys to be cool while dude was here. I knew jimmy would gratefully hide in his little bed of Dean and Joe’s dirty clothes and jamie would adopt her ‘servant’ persona.
I’d about given up on Dan, dude’s name, when I heard the truck lumbering down the road. It stopped and he knocked. We sat in the loving room. jamie, dressed exactly as it should be, enter and asked if we’d like a drink. After 2 beers I’d talked him into some 70 year old brandy I had in the cellar. I knew jamie would cry if I made her go into the admittedly cavernous group of dimly lit rooms under the house so I excused myself and went to get the bottle.
What exactly happened while I was gone I can only guess but when I got back as I opened the door I heard Him say, “Is Dino your Master, faggot?” with jamie before Him on its knees. I asked WTF? ” You got faggots brother?” Dan asked. I said yes and told Him this particular faggot was also My prize and My wife to which he replied, “Sorry man, I didn’t mean to disrespect You or Your property. I saw its bracelet I didn’t know but I heard about faggot wives and I tell ya I guess you got a more peaceful life with a good faggot.”
Stop here. I mean … WHAT THE FUCK?!? The bracelet gave this random Alpha the idea to try and take control of Jamie! Incredible!
Believe me … the shock doesn’t stop there:
I laughed and accepted His apology. I asked how a 40something mountain Man had knowledge of faggots and he said, “First let Me ask You, all your boys Alphas?” I told Him yeah, all but one that’s on it’s way to becoming a top shelf faggot.” I yelled for jimmy and it raced into the room. Dan’s eyes twinkled and it was obvious jimmy made His dick jump.
Dan asked Me to join Him outside. Walking to his truck/van He threw open the back to reveal 2 cute faggots snuggled under blankets with various pieces of what I assumed were Dan’s dirty underwear and socks clutched to their faces. Dan said, “Could you and your boys do with some company for a while? I can call the office and tell ’em this Goddamned job may take 2 or 3 days up here before I’m done.” I told Him We could probably stand having ‘company’ for a while and slapped His back as He unlocked the fresh-to Me-holes and ordered them to get on their knees and bow to another Alpha God. He patted one’s head and said it’d kill puppies for Alpha spit and launched a fucking loogie dead center of the faggots open cocksuck. I felt My pole tingle and puff up a bit and said,” Yeah, My cumhole is the same.
As We entered the house I said maybe We should eat the dinner jamie made because, “I think We’re gonna need the energy My new brother. Hahaha”. Needless to say they stayed 3 days, barely eating, sleeping even less and giving the boys new holes to fill and conquer. Wasn’t exactly a bad time for this God either. Ha! Oh, you faggots. I’ve said it before, this goddamned world would be a whole lot duller without you dirty whores existing on and for Our semen.
So apparently this Alpha Dan had brought his two faggots along on his workday up into the mountain, and happened to run across a fellow Alpha and his house full of Alpha sons and faggots!
And the FUCKING UNEQUALS BRACELET made it happen!
Like I said at the outset, I didn’t believe a story this, well, unbelievable. However, it is apparently true. And it is a doozy of a true story.
However, I’ve come to accept that extraordinary Alphas lead extraordinary lives and experience extraordinary events.
