I came across your profile recently on X when researching about alphas and have been reading a bit about how hierarchy works and your posts, but still have a lot to learn about it as I just started looking into it. Recently, I had a meetup with a DL guy for a quick hookup to give him head and let him nut in me. When we met up he asked if it was okay to do some roleplay saying he liked went he was in control and I agreed since I liked being more submissive anyway. It started off simple just him telling me to appreciate his body and muscles before facefucking me which I really enjoyed. However, it took a turn when I tried to move my mouth away from his dick he grabbed me by the hair and said something like “did I tell you to stop faggot?” and slapped me on the face. I was really shocked for a moment but realized it got me hard when he forced me down. I’m guessing since I didn’t say anything he just went with it and eventually had me kneeling, saying I could only call him sir, making me say thank you every time I touched him, and even giving me a wedgie when I wasn’t listening to him. I’ve never had this experience before but I can’t deny I was aroused and at the end he asked if I was okay saying he gets caught up in it, but only continued since I seem to enjoy it. I agreed and said I never had this happen to me but for some reason I enjoyed it and like being told what to do. I ended up driving him back to his place and we had a really nice conversation just about what we study and what we like, which was so different than his dynamic earlier. It was honestly just a very wholesome talk that I wasn’t expecting and since all. of that happened I’ve been looking into more hierarchal aspects and that’s how I found you? My main thing currently is things are moving really fast as he said he wants to meet up again and while I enjoyed it 100% and have thought about it a lot, it’s a big step forward and Idk how to really approach it ig? Just trying to figure out everything has been a whirlwind of emotions and Idk if you just have any advice on just how to approach literally any part of this bc I just have so many unknowns right now that Idk what to ask.
Thank you for writing!
Yes, it’s a huge moment when one discovers they are, in fact, a faggot! Your experience mirrors mine in some ways. My first Alpha pushed me down and throat fucked me before claiming me. And, like you, I had something of an “Alice in Wonderland” moment where everything I thought I knew about my life was flipped upside-down. I wasn’t just a gay boy, or even a submissive gay boy. I am a faggot.
And that made all the difference.
The first way you approach this is to fully commit to serving Men, and this new Alpha in particular. He’s making a claim of ownership on you and wants to keep using you, so you should be obedient to that. It sounds to me like this Alpha knows more than you do about hierarchy, and obviously understands what you’re supposed to do. He’s already taught you some valuable truths about yourself, and I think he wants to keep training you. These are all very good things.
The reason why you 100% enjoyed everything you experienced with him is because you ARE a faggot, so there’s no reason to question it any longer. The only real task before you is how quickly you can assimilate your new purpose into your refashioned old lifestyle.
I’d start going through the vast resources on this site, particularly the “Advice for faggots” section.
Just know you are far from alone. You’re going through something every faggot goes through … just be glad you have the information that many faggots in the past never did!
I also advise you to join the Hierarchy University Discord (CLICK HERE). The fellowship of other faggots and the many resources within will help you as well!
This post is part of a thread about a faggot called Prath who bravely sought to serve a straight local Alpha. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!
I love hearing stories from faggots who discover their true purpose and immediately and fearlessly take action to offer themselves. It’s something I’ve always taught, and a mantra I’ve lived by throughout my own journey as a faggot.
It’s a fairly simple philosophy, but it’s sad how many faggots fail at it.
One faggot I can say has NOT failed to fulfill it is young fag Prath. In my dealing with him, Prath has proven himself to be a conscientious student, always seeking advice and acting immediately on it.
It’s no wonder he’s had such great success in his short life!
It’s been a while since I last heard from Prath, but he reached out to me to tell me about a new experience.:
You know what it’s not very common in our country but still many people are aware about hierarchy, dominant relationship etc about the lifestyle. I have joined a gym last month and its a big franchise kind where many elite people generally comes.
As been into lifestyle I feel turn on and submissive after watching such hot gym masters around me and there I came across guy(master). He is younger to me which is a big turn on and then with a great masculine body. If it would have been before I couldn’t approached him but now after serving doms I did approach him without waiting for days.
You know what I met him in the locker room and it was him and me alone at that time. And without telling him anything I bent down on my knees so that he will understand some dynamics
I was curious and scared but at the same time with hard urge i did that and he literally laughed at me and took me towards his car after gym for the talk.
No brother it was not just a talk but he asked me more about the dynamics what I was looking by getting on my knees right there and then he made me lick his sweaty armpits while talking. And took me to his home where he was staying alone and I was shocked after seeing such a luxurious lifestyle he is living in such an age.
Oh brother he said, I want to take a look how determined you are to become my “pet” so he gave me a task to clean his house in presence of his female maid just in the boxers. I was reluctant first but then I did it and his maid was laughing continuously while he was ordering me to do this and that. I cleaned all his house, I set his clothes, his weights and made him a break fast. Only then he took a notice and asked me to pay or renewed for his gym membership and I did instantly..
After then while he was eating the breakfast I made he let me lick his feet clean and then he took in the kitchen where he fucked my mouth wildly and I was shocked to see his package is really great so that his stamina.. he fucked me whole day and made me cry and pained..
From then he makes me serve and support him in the gym like helping him with weights, towels anything I can in the gym.. even the daily black coffee he drinks in the gym in the morning only after I pay for him.
Yes brother and it always feels good to serve this kind of humurous, happy and playful alphas.
He is rich, playful and wild. He listen me like a lover and teach me like he is elder and this contradictory when he is younger to me.
Prath’s success as a faggot is directly tied to his bravery. When he sees an Alpha, he does things like kneel submissively regardless of the circumstances. He’s not ashamed to be a faggot; it’s simply what he is.
But here’s the key: ALPHAS RECOGNIZE FAGGOT SUBMISSION! When they see a faggot submissively kneeling before them, a primordial switch is triggered within them that makes them want to take ownership of it.
Faggot submission does that, but only when it’s done with the qualities I listed above, something Prath has become quite good at fulfilling.
I’m proud of my brother. Fags like him are the reason I’m here at all!
The following post is part of a thread documenting the service discoveries of Tim, a faggot in a long-term open-but-vanilla relationship who seeks part-time ownership from an Alpha. CLICK HERE to read all posts in this thread in chronological order!
I was pretty thrilled to read faggot Tim’s (literally) steamy account of servicing a couple of Alphas in the sauna of his gym. You can read that by CLICKING HERE. The entire episode is a microcosm of everything that happens between Alphas and faggots when they find themselves in compromising places. It began with subtle foot tempting by one Alpha toward Tim, and ended with Tim servicing two Alphas! It’s practically textbook!
However, gym saunas (that are not outright gay establishments) pose all sorts of difficulties when it comes to satisfying hierarchical duties. Indeed, in Tim’s first letter they were interrupted multiple times by visitors and passersby.
I told Tim that it was clear he was going to encounter at least one of the two Alphas again soon, but I didn’t know it would be THE VERY NEXT DAY!
However, this time they had a most unwelcome visitor:
Hi Sam,
i went back to the gym today and after my workout i was getting ready to go into the steam room and the manspreading Alpha arrived! I couldn’t believe it. I went in and He joined me after he got undressed. Of course i immediately started worshiping Him. I started by massaging his shoulders and stroking His cock some and He was rubbing my neck and forcefully guided my mouth to His perfect Alpha cock. i learned more about how He likes to be worshiped from His guidance. He was fingering my furry faggot hole and I was really trying to make Him cum. It was incredible!
But then, ugh, the manager opened the door and we were caught. The manager was pretty chill about it. He said ‘That’s not cool guys. I’m gonna have to report you to headquarters.” and left. So Alpha and i exchanged looks and staggered our exit. I showered and He was getting dressed when I came out to get dressed.We talked a bit. He was super sweet. Always surprising how forceful and Alpha can be but also sweet. He has kind of a hippy vibe. Then the manager came back and asked me my first name and said I should be hearing from the members manager via email by the end of the day. After he left, Alpha and i had another chat kind of rolling our eyes about it all and then He left.
As i was leaving and passing the front desk, the manager said ” Have a great day.” So i approached him and apologized (he is definitely gay) and said it was a bad choice. He said he understood and it happens and it’s no judgement on his part. i asked him what he thought would happen and he said my membership may be suspended but he’s not really sure. I thanked him and left.
This happened around 11am. It’s 3pm now and i am home with my partner playing if off as any other lazy Saturday at home. Inside i am having a major panic attack. i’m catastrophizing big time and full on expecting the cops to show up at my house. my rational mind is saying “thousands of men around the world are hooking up in steam rooms right now, it’s not a big deal” but the rest of my mind is playing out all these horrible outcomes. i’ve been considering cancelling my membership and ignoring any emails about this i get. But of course, that will involve some communication with the gym as cancelling a gym membership is never easy!
i am gonna try and wait it out for now. Maybe there will be no email and it was just a verbal threat and warning and the manager cut us a break? I wish! i’m trying to have a sense of humor about it but i also feel a lot of shame and am crashing and am feared up. Could they file a police report?! i was so high from it all and thought i was on a rise in my faggot servitude. Feeling like i took 100 steps back.
Thanks for listening Sam,
faggot Tim
sub4MASTERplease – discord
I figured the God Alpha was going to return to the scene of the crime and reclaim his new faggot! And it sounds like they picked right back up where they left off!
But then that damned manager had to come along and enforce the rules!
I understand why Tim felt so hysterical after being caught, but he really should rely on the God Alpha’s lead here. The God Alpha didn’t seem to care at all about being caught, and I think he knows it’s nothing (or will be). It’s simply understood that Alphas can and will do whatever they want.
For faggots, there’s always fear and uncertainty. However, this is just one gym with no real power other than cancelling a membership. It’s no biggie.
But I do think it’s imperative that Tim exchanges numbers with the God Alpha. Why this hasn’t happened already is quite baffling to me. That way Tim can serve away from prying eyes!
The following post is part of a thread documenting the service discoveries of Tim, a faggot in a long-term open-but-vanilla relationship who seeks part-time ownership from an Alpha. CLICK HERE to read all posts in this thread in chronological order!
How many times have I recommended gyms and gym locker rooms to both Alphas and faggots over the years? I’ve served Alphas in gyms, and I’ve chronicled many Alphas and faggots who have found success there. Gyms are notoriously great places for Alpha/faggot connections because of the fact that working out floods Alphas with testosterone (and faggots with Alpha pheremones), and the pumps they receive get them feeling their own powerful sexual presence. It’s literally gasoline on red-hot coals.
Another great reason why gyms are such effective pick-up places is because of hierarchical energy. Alphas love to flex around other males is order to reinforce hierarchy, and they also love to show off their easy power. There are few flexes more dramatic than an Alpha claiming a faggot in the middle of a room full of Men! Trust me on this … I’ve been to PRISON, after all!
The latest evidence of the power of gyms to connect Alphas and faggots might be the greatest (and certainly hottest) story this site has ever featured. It’s an account from a faggot named Tim, a late-forties gay male in a long-term vanilla relationship in the northeastern corner of the United States. It’s the perfect example of a faggot being yielding to the hierarchical winds blowing him toward destiny, and then being unafraid to take action when that moment arrives.
My comments after. Buckle up, because this is one incredible story:
Hey Sam,
i had a pretty intense faggot experience today that i think moved me forward in my efforts to find an ongoing Sir. I’m in a smaller big city in the north east, masculine presenting faggot in my late 40’s. My gym is mostly straight in the business section of center city. Very rarely have i been able to serve Men in the steam room. Today i had the steam room all to myself, then hit the shower. As i was drying off at my locker with my tiny fag cock out, i caught eyes with a Man going in. He sat down near the glass door and was staring at me , nodding His head in a “get in here” gesture. So of course i did, sat next to Him with my towel undone and He pulled out his massive Man cock and I blew Him. He was pushing my face under his balls close to his furry asshole. He smell d amazing post workout. My tiny cock was leaking like crazy. He came in my mouth and gave me a good face slap and left.
i was pretty happy! This never happens! It was worth using my drying towel in the steam room and now only having 2 small hand towels to dry off with. i waited a minute or so and left the sauna.
As i was coming out a tall Man with dreads wrapped up and slightly spilling out watched me and i couldn’t help look him in the eyes and than it was hard to look away. We was taking his clothes off and i couldn’t tell if He was going to work out or wanted me to go back in the steam room. So i checked my phone at my locker and lingered and our eyes kept meeting. He was humming and had super cheery vibe. i was confused and cold so i started to make my way to the shower and He gave me look as i passed him that after a few more steps past Him, i honored my impulse to turn back, put my soap back in my locker and go the the steam room.
2 guys were in there sitting on the higher bench. The seating is an L shape, with the bottom of the L having 2 levels and the long part of the L just one level of seating. The 2 guys on the 2nd level with their feet on the 1st level of wooden bench, were spaced in a way that they took up the width of the upper bench. 1 guy was super hot, looked straight, late 50’s, on His phone with His pretty big cock hanging out of His towel. The other guy looked like a 40 something quiet, maybe gay, type of guy. I sat on the one leveled long part of the L so I was in profile to the 2 guys sitting on level 2. Then the Sir that was staring at me in the locker room walked in. towel in hand, not around His body. He gestured to the 2 guys on level 2 and they both moved to their corners and He sat between them. He was tall and he manspread and took up al His space. His cock was the perfect big cock size. i followed my impulse to open my towel so my tiny fag cock was visible to Him. He stretched His arms out and sighed, or more like mad an ahhh sound. Just owning the steam room.
Then He stretched His leg out and his foot was right in front of my face! I stared as it and followed it as he put it back down. Then he stretched his other leg so his other foot was right in front of my face. I followed it back. This repeated. i wanted to kiss them each time they were directly in front of my face. i tried to scope out the other 2 guys. The guy with his cock out and on his phone was so hard to read. I kept thinking – who brings their phone into a steam room?! – Probably not someone who wants a faggot to worship their cock. the other guy I felt like he would be jerking off to whatever i did to the Alpha. So i didn’t make a move. i took a few breaks and sat outside the steam room. i hoped the other guys would leave. They all stayed in there the entire time, never even taking a break.
After what felt like hours but was about 20 minutes, i went back in after my 4th or so break and after a few minutes the phone guy left. Alpha stretched out his foot right in front of my face and i kissed it. He put His big toe in my mouth. I sucked it. I licked the sole of His foot. He put it down and i followed it with my head and kissed the top of it. He lifted his other foot and I kissed it, put as much of it in my mouth as i could as He extended his leg fully, stretching it. The other guy slid closer to Sir and was stroking his now hard Alpha cock. I started massaging the free foot with my hands when using my mouth to worship the other. A few moments of pause when people walked by. One of the stops the other guy left. Finally alone with the Alpha, Sir. Ad then another time we paused because the phone guy came back. He took his towel off and sat on it with His big cock out! So i just went back to worshiping Alpha’s feet. One of the times we came back from another quick pause I slid over to the lower bench, between his legs and put His cock in my mouth. it was hard and big enough to be hard and hanging down into my mouth. my hands were massaging his foot. i was sure to get my mouth on his balls and get a good sniff under His balls. He put the foot that was in my hands in my mouth. i sucked on his foot as deep as i could. He moaned. I grabbed the other Sir’s foot and massaged it. He was stroking His cock. Alpha moaned again and I looked over at His cock and He was cumming! A nice slow ooze of a load all over His inner thigh. He put His cock in my mouth to take the rest of it and then i licked all the Alpha cum off His inner thigh. We had a quick stop pause as a guy walked by causing me to move back to my seat across from Him. He stood up and stretched His arms, holding his towel He had been sitting on. His cock was swinging and he sighed a very satisfied sigh and left.
I slid back over to be under the phone Man’s cock. He fed it to me and He gestured for me to sit up on the upper tier next to Him. I did and He grabbed the back if my head and guided it to His cock. I sucked it nice and slow until we had to pause again and He said “I don’t wanna get thrown outta here” and slapped His cock against my cheek and left.
Okay, you can breathe now!
First of all, I’m so proud of my brother Tim for stepping up when the moment called for action even though he wasn’t exactly sure what kind of reaction he might receive! He was successful because he trusted this hierarchical truth: being submissive and worshipful to Alphas will almost always result in a positive response because Alphas all love to be worshiped!
Buoyed by that truth, Tim was able to do remarkable things to serve multiple Alphas in a gym sauna!
Notice also that Tim paid attention to the Alphas in the locker room, noticing their signals and obeying them! A faggot MUST carefully watch the Alphas around them, being observant for clues that can lead to service opportunities. Tim did that, and he achieved success!
Notice also: Tim perfectly describes the actions of a verifiable God Alpha with the manspreading Alpha who directed the other two Alphas in the sauna. My hierarchical diagram continues to prove to be true!
Now Tim had a few questions. I want to make sure I answer them as well:
i couldn’t believe all the luck i had today. i wanted to share it with you and ask you the questions that were going through my mind as i rode home on the bus. i’m in an open gay ltr that’s vanilla and i’m very happy in it. i don’t want to be a live in or 24/7 faggot. i want to serve within my limitations. i know that sounds counter to what a faggot is. is there room for a faggot like me in this? i hope to find an Alpha that will need a fag on the side. i can’t do findom but am eager to serve in all the ways i can with limits pushed as well, just not changing the course of my life outside of being a faggot. i believe there is an alpha out there that will fit with me. Ive met a few over the years but none that lasted too long. What do you think, Sam?
My other question – am i on the right track with my behavior today? i hope to see one of the 2 Alphas i met today. Interestingly, the 2nd one (phone Alpha) seemed like an even better fit but not really sure. Hope i run into them both again at the gym. Any ideas as to how to approach them when i do?
i’m sub4MASTERplease on the Discord. Not sure if it’s ok to include that. Love to hear from anyone who has thoughts as well.
Thanks Sam,
faggot Tim
To answer Tim’s concerns:
Tim is a terrific example of perfect faggot behavior. Yes, he’s in a relationship, but even so he’s still seeking out Alphas to serve and then serving them! He asks if that’s okay to serve “part-time” and still be a faggot. The very fact that he’s asking such a thing is proof that he’s an amazing faggot. That’s the right mindset. I’m so proud of him for this!
As for his question about being on the right track, all I can say is YES YOU ARE, BROTHER! These Alphas have identified Tim as a very good, obedient, service-oriented faggot. They are coming back for more service, and I know Tim will be at the gym ready for anything!
Thank you, Tim, for sharing your incredible triumph and the wisdom it imparts! I can’t wait to connect to you on Discord!
The following post is part of a thread chronicling the life of Master Blake, a straight, 30-year-old Alpha who mostly just uses faggots for head since discovering their Hierarchical purpose three years ago. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!
One of the great surprises of the new-and-improved Hierarchy University Discord is how many truly straight and powerful Alphas reign there, and that they all confidently own/use faggots either on the side or full-time.
I use the word “surprise” only in reference to the fact that these great Alphas assembled there so quickly. It is, of course, no surprise to me that straight Alpha use faggots. After all, I’ve spent my life serving straight Alphas, and this entire website was founded on the premise that straight Alphas use faggots. And over ten years, this site has been the beacon of this hierarchical truth, chronicling so many detailed stories of these straight Masters that the site is constantly outgrowing its storage capacity. This site proves that about straight Alphas as established fact.
The latest example of this phenomenon is Master Blake. He’s a 30-year-old Alpha in California who is something of a late bloomer to the use of faggots. If I had to label Master Blake, I’d say he has more Destroyer Alpha tendencies at this point in his development, which is pretty normal for an Alpha getting into faggot usage later.
Note how he started at age 27:
I have always been so harsh and rough when I have sex. But its been difficult with girls. Everytime I would try to shut them up and slap them, they would not want it.
It was so frustrating. I would always fantasize being rough in bed with girls and even fags. The first fag found me on bumble, dating website. He wanted me to humiliate him and slap him. I of course immediately took this chance, and went over. He was a married fag, he didnt want me to tell anyone, which worked for me. Well then I beat him up real hard, which I had been holding in me for so long, i finally released this out of me. It felt incredible.
Beat him up and fucked him too of course. I just want to get my aggression out and relax you know and fags really help with that. So ever since I have been noticing faggots every where and trying to use them as much as I can.
Sadly, Master Blake was unable to take ownership of that faggot:
I could not (take ownership) because he didnt want it anymore, since his wife was about to find out about him. He contacted me many times but then ghosted me.
Since that first fag, Master Blake was hooked. He loves getting head from random faggots. I asked him about ownership of fags, and he admitted that he’d like to own a faggot as long as it was obedient and not a “bossy bottom” like so many Cali faggots.
I like my things getting done thats all. Blowjob everyday or every other day when I need it, pick up My groceries and getting my laundry done. But so far only blowjobs and groceries.
Master Blake really only has one hard rule: any faggot he owns will not live with him. He said he’d require the faggot move nearby so it can be there to provide the service he requires.
One significant change with Master Blake is the fact that he’s developed the Hierarchical “third eye” I discussed recently. Suddenly he sees faggots everywhere! But here’s the thing that makes Master Blake stand out among his Alpha peers: when he sees a faggot “in the wild” like that, he will use it right then!
In fact, before my interview with him two days ago Master Blake had gotten a blowjob from a wild faggot after his morning workout, and the story of how that happened is terrific:
After I worked out i left the gym , and this fag was in the lot staring at me because I took my shirt off i was sweating. And he stared at me with those faggity eyes I KNEW IT. I literally waved him over, thats it. He got in my car and i said you wanna suck dick huh?! And pushed him on my dick as I started driving around. He didnt even hesitate and I called him faggot the whole ride! It was so fun ahahah!
The fag ended up swallowing two loads directly from Master Blake’s 8-inch cock!
I asked Master Blake about faggots in chastity, and how he feels about seeing fags locked up:
I know they are in the right headspace. It makes me feel very powerful honestly. I feel like a God! It makes me cum faster!
Finally, I asked Master Blake if he had any advice for straight Alphas out there who are on the fence about using faggots:
Just fucking open a straight porn video on your phone and use faggots to get off!!! It’s so much easier!
I really enjoyed talking to Master Blake about a bunch of things. He’s clearly a direct, no-nonsense straight Alpha who knows exactly what he wants and has the body, the cock, and the dominant will to get it. He’s in the prime of his blessed Alpha life, pumped full of testosterone and adrenaline and balls constantly aching for release.
He’s every faggot’s dream straight Alpha, ripped right from their high school yearbook!
It should be interesting to see what happens as he continues to seek that first devoted faggot to satisfy all of his needs!
why do I feel most like a faggot after I workout? I would think that due to testosterone being released lifting weights that would be when I feel the most manly but it’s the opposite. Also talking to Alphas, aside from during sex, this is when they feel the most alpha which seems correct. Why is it inverse for faggots?
Thanks for the interesting question/observation!
I’m glad you noticed this odd, seemingly contradictory situation. It shows you’re paying attention!
The reason for this inverse reaction to working out in gyms involves pheromones. You see, faggots like you have receptors to Alpha pheromones that trigger a submissive response within you. So working out in gym involves breathing in Alpha pheromones, which in turn makes you feel more submissive and hungry to serve.
Meanwhile, Alphas who breathe in Alpha pheromones become more aggressive because those same pheromones trigger a defensive posture with competitor Alphas.
It’s pure chemical science, but it doesn’t always feel like it in the moment!
King @Munk3y_Nuts hunts faggots in the gym. It’s easy for Alphas like him. He just needs to show off his big dick and give them a stare, and they’re on their knees immediately.
The following post is part of a thread chronicling the life of domination of a God Alpha named Master Jase. CLICK HERE to read all posts in this thread in chronological order!
If there is a God Alpha with the raw power of Master Jase, the only one who comes close is Master Chad. They both have giant dicks, they both cum in buckets-full, both power fuck like demons, they both have bred populations of people, and they both are master manipulators. No hole is safe from either of them.
Master Jase in particular seems to love the torment he inflicts on the various faggots he uses every day, and his appetite for faggot pussy and sadism seems to know no bounds. If I were somehow able to write fast enough and often enough every day, I’d probably fill this entire website with his conquests. Bandwidth issues – as well as my own limitations as an imperfect human faggot – prevent that from happening.
But every so often Master Jase shares something too delicious to keep to myself. The latest involves a faggot from his gym that he has been using for some time. Sadly, that faggot thinks it’s going to get married and live a normal life after having its soul cored out of its body by Master Jase’s enormous log.
And Master Jase knows this, so he devised a devilish torture plan for the faggot:
I regularly use and fuck the majority of the boxing coaches at the gym I train at, and one of them is getting married next month. Last week while he was sucking my cock after training, he said that he was having a bachelor party this coming Saturday. He asked as a request if I could fuck him all day and night after the bachelor party, and in his words, “make him forget about breathing”.
I decided to play a game. For the two weeks until his bachelor party, I would not touch, fuck, or breed him. That him sucking my cock was the last time he would taste or feel my cock until the bachelors. That I will be teasing him for two weeks whenever I see him.
It’s been so much fun seeing just how cock-starved the fag has become. Fags need their master’s cock, need to follow their instincts to serve and worship. I tease him by slapping his butt, groping or playfully hitting his body, but he’s not allowed to touch me. I don’t even let him see when other fags or sluts take my cock.
Today at training, I could see his brain about to explode from the need and the denial. He was all but whimpering and whining, I could see how his back just arched in response to me just being near him, and the starvation and craving in his eyes. But there’s still two more days.
My guess is that the fag won’t be able to hold himself for any longer than half an hour before needing to feel and worship my body, dominance, power, and cock that controls and rules him. It’s a big rush seeing the fag at training whimper in need and in heat needing my cock. Knowing I have that much presence and control that he can’t go without my dominance overpowering him.
Of course, it’s not going to stop me mounting and manhandling and breeding him repeatedly this weekend. Hard and rough and deep. Not stopping until he’s completely wasted and worn out. Pumo him so full of my cum I knock the fag up. That’s my right to brutally pound and fuck an owned cock sleeve while the fag remains helpless and submissive.
This experience should teach every faggot that God Alphas like Master Jace notice every single gesture the way an expert poker player sees every “tell”. They know they have you captured before you even know they see you.
The following post is part of a thread chronicling the life of domination of a God Alpha named Master Jase. CLICK HERE to read all posts in this thread in chronological order!
A couple of days ago Master Jase shared a pretty astonishing developing story of his claiming of a new faggot at his gym. You can read that first part RIGHT HERE.
At the end of that, Master Jase hinted that he wasn’t done developing this married muscle fag. Indeed, right after I published my first account, he sent me this message:
Ordered the new dad fag to wait in the carpark of the gym after work, received an instant “Yes sir” as a reply. The fag must have been agonizingly waiting for my message, and I know he usually goes home to his family but today, he’s aching and ready for his sore pussy to be put in multiple positions by my giant cock.
So I knew the next day (yesterday) was going to be insane. Witness the insanity:
The cunting continued today. As ordered, the fag was in the carpark, waiting. He was flushed and already panting when he saw me. Made the muscled fag get on his knees, asked if he had been a hungry little slut. “Yes sir.” Daydreaming about my cock choking and stretching you out? “Yes sir”, the fag got more breathless. Pushed his face into my crotch and told him to sniff. The fag groaned and moaned.
Tossed him into my car and drove home. I ignored his breathless moans in the back. Once home, I made him pull out my cock while I pulled off my shirt. I stood like that over him, my thick cock sitting heavy on his face, and I knew he could see my powerful body ready to train him more. First his throat. Made him take more down his spasming throat than he did prior. Spit and pre covered his face. Told him to strip, and then lie back on the sofa. He trembled as he did, and his legs automatically spread as I approached. I fingered his still red and clenching hole, stretching it, told the fag to at all times keep his eyes on either my face or my body. I pushed my cock in, steady and powerful, watching his face as instinctively moaned and groaned from his stretched ass ring trying to accommodate my girth. Paused and told the fag again to look at me. He did, with his face still smeared in spit and pre, his eyes already dilating. I pressed firmer and as I broke through his second cunt again, he began shaking and crying as his eyes rolled back again. His ass ring clenching weakly and uncontrollable and the rest of his ass squeezing me as the fag lost himself again to the cunting.
When he calmed down, I leaned over him so even his dazed eyes could see me. Told the fag that this was what he was made for, and began to fuck him in slow, powerful strokes, and watched as he started to cry again with his eyes going white. His body trembling and back arching, his legs spasming and stretching even further out when I pushed an extra inch in that he couldn’t take the day before. I love watching the involuntary actions of a fag when he gets cunted deeper beyond his belief. He was already incoherent, and an hour more of just the steady slow pace, the fag was barely conscious and weakly whimpering. Muscled slow-fucked into a pile of cock drunk flesh. Another fine cunting training session.
Got my in-house slut to take care of the fag before he got to work on my cock, and having had to keep control of myself with the new fag, I went full primal rage in wrecking his muscled cunt with a brutal and hard rutting. Even after I unleashed a monster load in his ruined cunt, the new fag hadn’t yet moved. Told my in-house slut that once he recovered, to wait for the fag to come to and drive him back to his car at the gym parking lot.
I’ve never had an Alpha cunt me in stages, so I can’t really imagine the delirium this new faggot is going through. The fag probably feels like it’s wandering lost in a haunted house, terrified of what’s around the next corner. Every encounter Master Jase pushes it deeper into a subspace that can overwhelm anyone. I have no idea how this faggot is returning to its family, its aching pussy empty and yearning for Master Jase’s cock to fill it again.
It’s pretty clear that Master Jase is going to push it even farther in the next day or two. Master has refused to actually breed the faggot (thereby making this cunting “official”) until he is able to fit his entire cock into it and fuck it properly.
I’m not sure who’s more excited about this prospect, the faggot or Master Jase … or ME!
The following post is part of a thread chronicling the life of domination of a God Alpha named Master Jase. CLICK HERE to read all posts in this thread in chronological order!
Have you ever watched films about lions? Ever notice how lions watch their prey carefully, stalk it, and then pounce, clamping their powerful jaws around its throat until it’s dead? In any of that, did it ever seem like the lion was thinking about anything other than satisfying its own hunger?
Of course not! The lion is an Apex Predator, and everything else serves its needs!
Like a lion, Master Jase is at the top of Hierarchy, a God Alpha. And like a lion, his urge to satisfy his need for domination and breeding come before the needs of inferiors beneath him. However, in the process of him using these inferiors for satisfaction, Master Jase occasionally transforms inferiors into their true form: a faggot. By splitting them open and deeply breeding them with his giant cock, he effectively forces them to accept their truth.
Like a lion feasting on a kill, what Master Jase does is an integral part of the Hierarchical circle of life.
Master Jase shared a pretty dramatic experience that occurred over the last few days involving a 40-year-old virgin faggot at his gym. It illustrates that primal function God Alphas play in the greater scheme of things.
Made a fag out of a 40-ish old father this last week. I will detail more later, but in summary. Broke him in on Sunday after the fag couldn’t resist my presence in the gym sauna after I had aggressively mounted another slut in the showers. Had him use his mouth over as much of my cock as he could, which was barely half my giant dick. Told him to clean his ass out and to meet me back at the gym on Monday at the same time in the morning.
Monday, I made him watch as I rutted inside a bodybuilder slut in a private room, then the new fag tried to take my cock in where it belongs. He could only take my cock head and a little bit more. Taking virgin holes like this is a thrill, especially when my cock looks like a bottle trying to fit itself in a fresh fags barely touched hole.
Tuesday he was able to take around four to five inches. He laid like a good boy after I told him to bend over a bench. How his body tried to take more, the fag begged at how he could always feel the slow stretch, how that bit of his pussy that I had loosens through was aching in soreness and need.
Today I cunted him. Back in the sauna. I sat and spread my legs, he knelt and sucked and licked. Told him to display for me, he bends and shows me his clean hole, still red from two days of training. Note that he is at least a head taller than me and more muscled. Didn’t stop me from picking him up by his waist, and positioning his hole over my raging monster cock. Inch by monstrously thick inch I sat him down on my cock. How he breathed hard, let out a few groans and even small yells. I told him that he could scream and whine, but I was unstoppable, and he was to remain in place. Half my cock was in, I turned him so he faced me. His arms were trembling, his back was arching and his mouth was already open and drooling.
I felt my tip pressing against his second hole. Too easy. I pushed him down, and felt his second cunt snap around my cock head. The reaction was instant. You have been cunted, fag Sam. You know what it’s like. The fag threw back his head, his eyes rolled back completely, his nostrils dilated and his tongue lolling out his drooling mouth. His hands were clawing weakly at my muscles. His legs were spasming and his toes curling nonstop. His whole body was flexing and twitching on my cock and in my arms. And I still had over a hand of cock left outside his taut stretched cunt lips. I rode his body back up and down, and each time I pushed passed his second cunt, the fags head would swing side to side, and his whole body would jerk. I love cunting fags like this. Slow and deliberate, so the fag can feel every thick veiny inch reshaping his cunt to the shape and size of my cock. How his thighs spread even further automatically, trying to expose his now important sex organ, his pussy.
I cunted the fag today for a solid half hour before I picked him off my cock and let him slide to the floor like a ragdoll. Until he takes my cock to the balls, my new fag doesn’t get rewarded with my seed.
He has plenty to learn. After all, I am a physical breeder, and the new fag has neither taken a real power fuck, nor a full breeding. Unlike my house slut that I just fucked into unconsciousness after I woke up at 4 am with a raging erection. Alpha needs hit at any time.
Indeed, I have been cunted multiple times before, and this is a pretty accurate depiction of it (from the Alpha perspective). I really connected with Master Jase’s detail about the new faggot involuntarily spreading its legs open to take more of his cock while being cunted. I experience this too, and I liken it to a deep relaxation that loosens the entire body. It’s mostly because the faggot brain is shut down during cunting, and they’re losing consciousness.
But like a lion, Master Jase could sense the faggot hiding behind the veil of normalcy. So he pounced, and then systematically devoured the faggot’s will and resistance over the course of a couple of days until the faggot was set free through cunting. Now there is no façade left, only a cunted faggot that will forever yearn for Master’s cock to fill The Void inside it!
Earlier I mentioned that Hierarchical circle of life, and I meant it. What Master Jase did with this faggot – indeed, what ALL Alphas do when they cunt their faggots – is part of a natural process that frees faggots to accept their place and purpose. If this didn’t happen, then there would be many more males wandering the earth in a confused, unfulfilled daze, unsure of their purpose.
Alphas forcefully taking, cunting, and owning faggots maintains the larger hierarchical balance … and it keeps the greater Alpha Pack well fed and satisfied!
A chastity cage is essentially a green light for any Man (Alpha or otherwise) that the guy wearing it can be used however they want.
This is why faggots proudly displaying their cages in gyms often get used in gyms. Alphas pumped with testosterone know they won’t hear “no” when they need to use it.
The following post is part of a thread chronicling the service of a faggot named Matt who is owned by an intense 35-year-old Alpha named Master Connor. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!
When I first met my brother Matt and the learned of the brutality of his new Master Connor, I warned against continuing to serve him because I feared something bad might happen to Matt. And while the jury is still out on that eventuality, I’m delighted to be able to say that my initial feeling about Master Connor was dead wrong.
He’s not a Destroyer Alpha in the traditional sense, He’s a Destroyer Alpha the way a controlled explosion effectively tears down useless structures.
Matt shared a lengthy recent experience so profoundly thrilling that I’m tempted to break it into a couple of parts. However, I think I’ll keep it all together so you can really ingest and appreciate the full power on display here.
Over text, I let Master Connor know that I expedited the shipping for my new cage and it would arrive before I see him next on Saturday right before his kickboxing lesson. He seems to really be enjoying and benefiting from the sessions! His new underwear arrives later today!
He told me the keys to my current cage are in his locker at the gym. News to me! But I also thought he’d bring them back after his workout. No! He said I’ll need to be there. And that I should arrive to the gym before his session, watch him and then he’d retrieve the keys afterwards.
Wow. What an opportunity to watch him in all his Alpha glory while I wait on the bench with my clit about to be downsized!
He told me not to wear panties because he plans to have me change cages in the locker room. Yikes! I thought he’d at least wait until after we were back to his place. He said to instead wear “some lame excuse for male underwear. Don’t overdo it fag. You’re not a Man. You’re a fucking loser.”
I wasn’t sure what to wear when he said that… I’m so used to being in lacy panties when I show up and he uses me. I only have a couple pair of “regular” underwear but they seem almost too masculine?
So without any filter, I suggested “like tighty whities Sir?”
His response was complete laughter. I’ve never seen so many emojis and “Hahahahaha” reactions in a row. He clearly thought it was entertaining. He finally said “Yeah.” with a devil horns emoji. He also told me to bring a pink skirt I’ve worn before so I’m not sure how that fits into the equation.
Tomorrow will be an interesting day. I’m excited to downsize for him and serve him fully. Yet I don’t know what this new venue and set of directions will entail. Not for my faggot brain to solve!
Either way, I’m sniffing his underwear as I write knowing it will all be for the better and tomorrow will be an incredible day.
When Matt sent me this message, I replied that I was curious about what he was planning with the underwear business. But of course, I’m just a faggot, and I had no way of seeing exactly what astounding things Master Connor had in mind:
Well my mind is blown! You said he may have a purpose with all of his violence and tactics. Not sure if this is it but wow has my dynamic of service to Master Connor changed as of last night! Here is an update to what I shared with below( the day before meeting him this weekend).
I arrived at his gym early so Master Connor would be sure to see me as he walked in. Pure butterflies in my stomach.
When he walked in he slightly nodded at me but continued on to the locker room to get his equipment.
He was chatting it up with the other Men there and the trainer started giving them some warm up exercises to do. I was so mesmerized by Master. He was confident, intense and focused. Soon the smell of sweat and testosterone filled the air. The sounds of the bags being kicked and punched, the primal grunts, the sound of feet quickly shuffling on the hardwood floor.
I’m sure my mouth was just gaping open the entire time as I watched on in an almost hypnotic like trance.
During a break, he came over and simply said “go get me some water and a towel faggot.” It wasn’t loud enough for others to hear but it also wasn’t a whisper. I jumped to my feet and hurriedly got what he demanded. After chugging the water and wiping his face, arms and torso with the towel he threw it toward me and I caught it right as it hit my face. It was magical. I kept trying to discreetly bury my face into it throughout the back half of his workout not knowing if I’d ever get such a pleasure again.
When it came time to end the session, the other Men went to the locker room while Master Connor chatted with the trainer. Eventually he motioned for me to follow him to the locker room. By that time, some of the Men were already heading out. There were probably only one or two still finishing up with one headed to the shower in just his towel. It was such a dream to be in their presence!
After we were alone in the area, Master Connor told me to strip down to my underwear which I did without hesitation. He told me how pathetic I was to be in my tighty whities with my clit caged in a Men’s locker room. He tossed me the keys and told me to turn away and swap the cages. And to hurry up “so none of these guys have to see a faggot be so disgusting in their space.”
It didn’t take long to get the cage unlocked and get the new one out of my bag. But then it happened. My clit began to expand and get slightly chubby – weak but still larger. I was panicking because I knew I needed to hurry up. Master Connor had finished putting away his gear and turned to see me still fidgeting. “What’s taking so long faggot? You forget how to lock that nub away?”
I embarrassingly told him what was happening. He nodded. Told me to pull up my underwear. I did so, not knowing how that would help. Then, without warning, he turned me around and directly kneed me in my fag nuts. Hard. I immediately fell to my knees and gasped. He let me writhe in pain for a few seconds before simply saying “hurry up you stupid slut.” Then I realized that my clit had almost full retracted and so I scrambled in my agony to get the tiny cage secured. Once I did, I thanked him for helping me. It felt weird to impulsively say that – it hurt a bunch and probably wasn’t the only solution but he provided a solution… HIS solution. He just shook his head half smiling like he was just embarrassed for me as a human being and I could understand why. We couldn’t be more different in our places in the hierarchy.
He then grabbed my head and pushed it into his crotch where I stayed inhaling his natural power for a minute. He said he needed to piss and I followed him to a stall still just in my underwear. He quickly sat down and pulled his thick dick out and let his stream go right into my open mouth and down my willing throat. Before long he was face fucking me and I tried not to verbally gag too much knowing there was still one Man just finishing his shower nearby. Instead of cumming down my throat, he painted my face with a very thick, large load. He left the stall and told me to stay. There I was, nearly naked in the smallest cage possible and covered in his Alpha seed with piss and dick on my faggot breath. I’m sure I was quite the sight to see.
He came back a few minutes later with my bag. Told me to get dressed but to leave his load on my face. We left the gym and only the trainer was still there but on the far side of the space – just waving to Master Connor from a distance as we left. I was feeling both anxious to be in public wearing such an obvious cumshot on my face but also proud and calm as I walked a few steps behind the Alpha that had given me this incredible gift. HIS gift.
As we made it to his place, he told me to get properly dressed – which I assume meant putting on the short pink skirt. When I opened my bag I noticed my old cage wasn’t there. Did he keep it? Did he throw it away? No time to think about it and I wouldn’t dare ask. I suppose that older, larger cage is in my past anyway. So I move on, pulling up the skirt over my underwear and taking off the rest of my clothes. I start preparing dinner while he’s on his phone as I’m not sure what to do next. I then feel a very firm slap to my ass and I could feel his breath on my ear. I think dinner was about to wait.
I don’t remember verbatim but he said something like: “Such a dirty slut. Prancing around my house just asking for it and already wearing a load on your face. What a fucking whore you’ve become.”
This was new! I didn’t know what was happening. Was it role play? How should I respond?
He was cupping my ass and I whimpered saying “I’m your slut Sir.”
Another hard smack to my ass. Then I heard it for the first time: “Good girl.”
My head was spinning. I’d always been willing to feminize myself to some extent – I mean, I’m definitely not a Man – but really only to further myself from the concept of masculinity. So panties or the like. Now my Alpha was telling me I was a “good girl”?!
Before I could think much more about it, he let loose a barrage of slaps to my ass and then yanked down the back of my underwear. I heard him spit on his dick and then it was buried inside me almost instantly. I was leaning over the counter as he took me hard, fast and without any consideration for my pussy. His finger fish-hooked my open mouth as I blubbered gibberish during his assault on my cunt. The way he pulled on my mouth made my head turn back enough towards him that I watched as he methodically and powerfully drove his dick deep into my guts.
He was completely lost in his rut. I was a hole and he was fucking it relentlessly. A Man on a mission. Then as I could feel him get closer, the affirmation-based questions started as his fingers were still deep in my mouth.
“Who is my dirty little slut?”
I am Sir
“Who owns you?”
You do Sir
“What are you?”
I’m a faggot Sir. Your faggot Sir.
“Good girl.”
Then a few more thrusts and his load was coating my insides. He stayed inside my battered, swollen hole for a moment. I tried to gain my composure but I was still trembling from the breeding. He finally pulled out and I dropped to my knees to clean his incredible cock.
He eventually pulled me off his dick and pulled me up and my underwear up too. He took off his shirt and told me to order dinner for both of us and join him on the couch. He wanted me to stay?! To eat together?!
I cuddled up next to him as he watched TV and scrolled on his phone. Occasionally grazing my head across his still sweaty chest. Then I did something I’ve never really done before with him. But this was a day of firsts! I began to kiss his chest and his arms. Only a little at first. I looked up at him and he was staring back. He didn’t say anything which I felt gave me permission to continue. So I did and then I got bolder. Nuzzling my face into his pits and licking around his chest. In that moment I felt his fingers go down the back of my skirt and underwear and find my very-tender pussy. He pushed in and I groaned into his pit. It hurt but it was so amazing I didn’t care.
Soon his fingers were deep in my mouth as he fed me part of the load he’d just shot into my cunt. I was in a state of pure ecstasy.
Around that time the food arrived and luckily they left it at the door – I couldn’t imagine someone seeing me in my current state. Not much was said as we ate and he mostly watched TV. I just kept staring at him with absolute lust and admiration. As I put away the dishes and cleaned up, I started to grab my bag assuming he was ready for me to leave.
“Where do you think you’re going?” He said from the couch. “Did I say you could leave faggot? You got somewhere more important to be?”
I quickly put down the bag and said “No Sir. Sorry Sir, I just didn’t want to be in your way.” He had already shot two loads today (at least) and finished dinner. I assumed he was done with me. Not the case!
He had me get the shower started and then got in. I just watched from a distance. What an incredible Man. Every aspect of him was pure power and superiority. He had me dry him off and then he fell onto the bed. I stood there for a moment unsure of what to do.
“If you’re going to stay the night, you better get to work on my feet because they are sore from all of this kickboxing. That’s on you faggot.”
Stay the night?! I was speechless. I must have waited too long because he snapped.
“Jesus. Nevermind. Just get the fuck out you stupid bitch.”
I immediately came back to reality and within no time I was massaging and worshiping his feet with passion that I didn’t know I had. Occasionally saying “thank you Sir”. And, after a few minutes, eventually hearing back “good girl.”
I know this has been a long update so I’ll give you the second (shorter part) very soon! Spoiler: I did stay the night and was of service this morning. I’m just now trying to fully work through all that has happened in the past 24 hours and I’m set to see Master Connor again following his session Tuesday. Praying that my pussy will be recovered enough by then to take another round of assault.
I don’t know where this is all headed but I’m constantly surprised by the journey and just how much more obsessed I can become in my faggot servitude to such a deserving and strong Alpha Man.
I cannot really even process this experience! I almost feel like I was also taken and bred by Master Connor through my brother Matt!
Master Connor’s manipulation of Matt in the locker room is a master class in keeping a faggot off-balance and begging for more. Matt is already starving for every aspect of Master Connor’s body and mind, but training like this significantly ramps up that desperation.
Even more dramatic was the bathroom stall mouth fuck and facial! Dumping a massive load on Matt’s face and then forcing him to walk through that gym with it plainly visible to everyone is HUGE! You can actually hear the effect in Matt’s words. He’s delirious and deliriously fulfilled!
I don’t know what kind of experience Master Connor has had in his life as an owner of faggots, but it’s pretty clear he knows exactly what he’s doing. Yes, he’s aggressive, but it’s used in targeted ways that forces Matt into perpetual subspace.
I’m looking forward to finding out what happened the next morning!
Gyms are awesome places to experience the truth of Hierarchical dynamics. Alphas are there, veins full of testosterone and adrenaline, and feeling their own power with every flex of their muscles. Meanwhile, faggots smell the Alpha pheromones everywhere in addition to the Alpha attitudes on display, and they cannot help but submit.
This makes gyms a perfect place for moves to be made.
Ideally, you’d like it to go something like what is demonstrated in the above video. The Alpha catches the little faggot playing with itself, and so he provides something much bigger to play with.
I love how the Alpha teases the faggot at first, idly stroking the faggot’s tiny dick … but once he gets the faggot into its proper position (kneeling), it’s all about his pleasure.
The scene ends with two perfect notes: The Alpha bats the faggot’s hand off of its dick and orders it to stop touching itself … and then he tells the faggot to return to get bred again the following week. This is claiming behavior, something Alphas do naturally as they take over.
For professional porn, this scene is actually pretty useful.
I’m 27 and I’ve been on/off in my following up with your content for years now (since 2021). I wouldn’t say I’m a true believer in your message, though I feel inspired by some of what you’ve shared. In kink world, I’m a switch and able to express both submissiveness and dominance. However, with men I can only describe as an Alphas, I feel entirely submissive, as if I should kiss his feet and serve. It’s happened multiple times in my life, starting in adolescence. In my most recent experience, I was at a Korean Sauna in my area, choosing to take a full relaxation day. After a few hours of circulating between baths and co-ed saunas, I went to a dry sauna exclusively for the men’s section. I felt oddly comfortable being nude, with my 2” penis barely exposed. That’s when I was joined in the sauna by a guy who exuded confidence. He sat near me, spread eagle, and I glanced a peek at 8” of flaccid beauty. He looked at me and bobbed it, winking at me.
Now, though I am into cruising, I made a mistake. I reached out and stroked him. My heart raced, and I began salivating. I felt him up again and he moved near me. That’s when the attendant burst in and told us both to leave. I felt immediately embarrassed, and a quickly made my way out. Somehow my 2” inverted more as he walked past me to his locker and dressed. To make a long story short, he and I were both banned, and he had me follow him to his car. He said he’ll try to Appeal and encouraged me to do the same. I thought he’d take me somewhere to continue, but he drove off. The rest of the day and into the night, the memory of my sheer impulsiveness to touch him was (and is) my greatest turn on. His confidence and power over me has me rethinking a lot, and perhaps perusing more explicitly my interest in alphas is needed. I guess this, and my direct impulse, has me coming back to the question table. Not sure what advice there is to give, perhaps this was just some needed venting.
Not much I can add here. I’m glad you followed your instincts, because they were right. You’re born to be a faggot, and you should definitely start searching for opportunities like that.
The following post is part of a thread chronicling a 43-year-old black-American faggot in France named Nate who boldly teaches Alphas about Hierarchy. CLICK HERE for all posts in this thread in chronological order!
Occasionally I run across a faggot who listens carefully to the things I teach and then executes them at a high level. I love these ones because I often receive messages from them telling me about the successes they’re having in submitting to Alphas or even approaching Alphas.
Every win by a faggot in this area means yet another advancement in the battle we wage against a world in denial of the truth of Hierarchy.
A tremendous victory was recently achieved by a 43-year-old faggot in France named Nate. I first met Nate when he approached me about translating vital parts of this site into French in order to further the reach and message (which I absolutely love and appreciate!).
But Nate is much more proactive and clever than I even realized. He’s a faggot after my own heart, because he enjoys the process of opening the understanding of straight Alphas and helping them grasp the truth of Hierarchy in their own lives. He does this is a variety of ways, including several of the techniques I’ve long espoused online. Read Nate’s account and see if you can spot some of them!
Your site helped me be bolder in accepting my position as a trainer faggot. I train both Alphas and faggots. My Master, I’ll call him D for the moment until I can ask him if it’s alright that I disclose his identity. Master D I met at the gym. I thought that he was like 27 around 30 years old and he thought that I was like 20. I’m 43 and he’s 20. I’m Black-American and he’s Italian. I look very young for my age so people are always thinking that I look super young.
But when I met him I detected this kind of suppressed Alpha energy but I wasn’t sure if he actually was an Alpha. After the gym we would all go to the sauna and I just remember wondering if he was indeed an Alpha. He’s very playful and accommodating and he’s immensely popular. So, in the sauna I began to sit on the bottom seat next to his feet. I did notice that he would pay particular attention to me even though he was surrounded by his gym friends and joking with them. He just kept looking at me and I couldn’t understand why. Then, he began joining me on the bottom step, which confused me. So, I wondered if he had actually misunderstood my gesture.
All of the shower stalls are single person except one, which has two shower heads. I always shower in the one that has two shower heads. No one ever goes into that shower if another person is in there. One day, however, Master D walked into it while I was showering and I was shocked. He didn’t make any deal out of it and just began showering right next to me. This was when I thought that he was hitting on me but wasn’t really an Alpha. But my mind kept going back and forth because I had not seen this type of behavior in another Alpha before. Yet, what he did was so confident that I didn’t understand it.
Then I invited him to Thanksgiving dinner with my friends and he accepted tentatively as he needed to check in with his girlfriend. I knew that he really wanted to be there but I knew that his girlfriend would have reservations because she truly knew no one. So they didn’t come, but I was impressed by the fact that he wholeheartedly accepted my invitation. So, since he could not attend I made Master D a doggy bag and brought it to him. He was elated! I wrote on the containers ‘Alpha’. He saw that, looked at me but said nothing (he speaks English well but prefers French). He told me to hold his stuff while he put the food in his bag. I told him that I was delighted to hold anything for him. He said that he ate everything but the Turkey because he doesn’t like day old meat (I am vegetarian so I don’t even know what the turkey tasted like). It was his first Thanksgiving meal and he had never tasted those flavors.
So, then I got bold enough to ask him if he thought that he was an Alpha. He said that he thought so but wasn’t sure what it entailed. I explained to him what I knew about it and how I saw his comportment but I didn’t want to impose my thoughts on him. I could tell that he was hesitant to accept his role and I was very confused as to why. I told him that I was a faggot. He didn’t exactly understand what a faggot was so I told him a servant or a submissive. I could see that he felt more relaxed, but he as still very hesitant. So, I asked him if I could call him Master or Alpha and he said yes. That’s how it began.
Long-time readers will recognize some of Nate’s actions from my writings. For example, I’ve always stressed to faggots that they take a physical position lower than the Alpha they’re interested in. In this case, Nate purposely sat on a lower bench at this Alpha’s feet. Nate also made himself useful, providing food (labeled with the word “Alpha” – clever!). And then Nate used one of my absolutely favorite intro lines: “Sir, do you consider yourself to be Alpha?” This often leads to very revealing conversations, which is why I’ve always pushed this technique.
See how effective these things were for Nate:
One day I saw him at the gym without his water bottle. I asked him where it was and he said that he had accidently broken it. I laughed about him not knowing his own strength and he laughed in agreement. Two days later I bought him another water bottle of the same size. His is like 5 liters compared to my 1.2 liters, Master D is extremely ripped and he takes his fitness seriously! He thanked me and smiled but never told me that I should not have, which I though significant. Then, in the sauna later he told the other guys that apparently, he was an Alpha according to me. I was more embarrassed by that declaration than he was. In fact, he didn’t seem bothered by it at all.
He started responding quicker to my messages and so I took that opportunity to make sure and call him Master. He would reply with “Sir” and I finally told him, when he was on vacation that he could call me faggot. He said he still didn’t understand the significance of the word so I explained it better to him and then sent him “The Prime” page that I translated for you. He actually read it and told me that there were some things on it that he didn’t necessarily agree with but all in all he felt that he was an Alpha. So then he said he would call me faggot from then on.
A few times in the gym he would assert his authority over me and I loved it! One time he told me that he needed the dumbbell that I was working with. I stared at him and he at me and I knew my place and I gave it to him. He told me to get another one and I did but went for a smaller one. He corrected me and told me to go bigger. I told him that he was right and he said, “of course! I’m always right!” He smiled slightly but no laugh. Then in the shower, which he continues to share with me, he will not let me take a warm shower anymore. He tells me to join him in the sauna and I have to leave when he does to take a shower and go back in. He requires that the shower be cold. One time I tried to wash up the soap off in warm water and he felt the water was warm and said very directly, “turn the water to cold.” Then he continued doing what he was doing as if he knew I would obey. I HATE cold anything, especially water and weather but I knew I had to obey my Master.
So, yesterday he laid down his preliminary ground rules as my Master. He said that he is not a dictator but he wanted to be my Master if I wanted to serve him and I agreed. I told him that I wanted to be at his feet and he was shocked. Then I told him that it was normal and why I had started sitting down in the sauna next to his feet. He remembered and said, now he understood! But even after all of this I was wondering why he was so passive about owning a faggot or being an Alpha. I just kept questioning if I had gotten it wrong because I’m used to Alpha’s taking charge almost immediately. But then, during one of our conversations I understood much better. He is Italian and, though he does not practice any particular religion, his upbringing has it in his head that he doesn’t have a natural superiority over faggots. I sighed in defeat because of the hardest things for a person to overcome are erroneous religious beliefs.
See how just a few careful applications of techniques I’ve been teaching can unlock a straight Alpha’s need and desire for ownership and control? These Alphas WANT to be MASTERS of everything. They WANT TO BE KINGS. To a limited degree they can get that from females, but once they realize they can truly become that by owning and using faggots, they want that just as badly.
Hierarchy is practically part of our biology. It’s hard-wired into us. Therefore, we respond in somewhat predictable ways for our type. All Alphas love power and worship. All faggots love to submit and serve.
Nate and I and other faggots are simply utilizing triggers for these natural needs and wants in Alphas so that we might be fulfilled in service to them. You can do it, too!
Hi Sam I’m pretty sure you get questions like this all time but I always see straight alphas in the gym that I would love to worship but It is so hard to get to them they are concentrated on their workouts it’s hard to socialize. I know this pair of twins both 20 alpha AF I tried talking to one on IG but he tends to leave me on read , they both say hi when I see them but nothing more . Any advice?
I do get this question all the time, of course, but every question has a unique wrinkle. Yours has a tricky element – the Alphas are twins. They influence each other in ways that are unpredictable in an approach by a faggot.
Since these are gym contacts, you can attempt three possible approaches. Here they are:
Offer to provide services like putting away weights, cleaning machines, getting water or towels. Maybe offer to buy them supplements or food. Be useful to both of them, and see if that eventually engages them.
Complement them on their physiques and ask them for advice. Alphas like to be helpful when it comes to showing off their physical power.
Ask them if they consider themselves to be Alpha. When they answer “yes”, lead them into a discussion of Hierarchy. Reason with them about the obvious aspects of Hierarchy, and emphasize that they deserve to be worshiped and served as leaders of Hierarchy.
Any of those can work if you approach it confidently. Good luck!
