The following post is part of a column written by a 40-something experienced faggot who calls himself “Mr. Fag”. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!
Hi Sam,
This is Mister Fag. I saw your response regarding the limp dick and just wanted to point out that a cage may not be practical for various reasons (hello, TSA!). However, a faggot should know that being limp—whether naturally or educated by a cage—is essential to understanding our biology.
I have been traveling a lot recently for business. I wanted to share a little story that occurred during one of those trips. After a full day of meetings, I decided to get a couple of drinks at the hotel bar. Curiously, the only seat available was next to a man who was clearly good-looking and whom I initially thought was straight.
Maybe it was the loneliness, or maybe the vibe, but I started making small talk. I must admit, he was charming. At our second round, he whispered, “So, tell me, are you a fag?” I felt scared for an instant, but after I said “yes,” he replied, “I knew it.” That felt safe.
Later that night, after paying for his drinks, I followed him to his room where I obeyed and let him decide how I should please him.
During the week, I met him a couple more times. I always took care of him (paid for his dinner and serviced his needs). On the last night, he told me he wanted to try ball torture because “you have no real use.” I let him do it—and yes, it is painful during and after.
I don’t want to dwell on the physical specifics, but the experience forced me to realize how vital the bridge of trust is between a fag and an alpha. In the vacuum of a hotel room, far from the social scripts of the daytime world, the hierarchy becomes a living thing that requires communication to function. Over the years, I have learned that a true fag doesn’t just obey orders; he finds his purpose in them. Yet, there is a recurring shadow: fear. It is a specific, sharp kind of fear—not necessarily of the act itself, but of the sheer, uncompromising scale of the alpha’s power. It is the vertigo one feels standing at the edge of a cliff; it’s not that the cliff is “mean,” it’s simply that its nature is absolute and yours is fragile.
And that fear is okay. In fact, it is necessary. It is the recognition of the weight of the man standing above fags. The key, I’ve found, is to communicate that feeling to the alpha. You aren’t “complaining” or “safe-wording” out of the experience; you are clarifying your position within it. You are telling him that your hesitation isn’t a sign of disrespect toward the natural order, nor is it a rejection of his nature. Rather, it is an admission that you are being moved—truly, deeply moved—by the gravity of his power. When an alpha understands that your fear is actually a form of worship, the dynamic reaches its most honest state.
Maybe I am romanticizing, but I thought it was worth sharing.
Respectfully,
Mister Fag
Well done, brother!
My first question: why do you think the Alpha at bar was not straight? Did he say he wasn’t? Straight Alphas are quite clued in to the use of fags sexually, and when they sense a wild fag in an appropriate moment, they will often make a move. In fact, the ball torture makes me think he was straighter than you imagine.
That aside, I thought this was an exceptional entry in your series, Mister Fag! Your central thesis that Alphas carry a weight that inspires respect, awe, and fear in inferiors like fags is spot-on. I’ve actually heard Alphas say how much it turns them on to see how intimidated faggots and females are in their presence!
The Alpha in the bar probably sensed your nervousness right away and read it correctly. As I’ve said many times, Alphas are extraordinary hunters and possess the ability to read their prey. They see nervous eye contact and instinctively know the person can be controlled and used by them.
But your point about how “fear is a form of worship” is particularly fascinating to me. Even when we aren’t intentionally worshiping an Alpha, our natural instinct of fearful respect is also registered as worship in the eyes of Alphas!
Again, that is why I always encourage faggots to TRY to talk to Alphas and offer service. Yes, I know it can be intimidating, but Alphas read it correctly and hierarchically.
Thank you so much for such an insightful post, brother!
~ sam the faggot
The following post is part of a column written by a 40-something experienced faggot who calls himself “Mr. Fag”. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!
Dear Sam,
This is Mr. Fag. In the grand scheme of things of Alpha-fag dynamics, where raw dominance meets yielding surrender, one truth stands eternal: the limp cock is the fag’s crown. Too many eager holes chase the illusion of hardness, thrusting their pathetic stubs forward like beggars at a feast. Alphas recoil—and rightly so. A fag’s cock, rigid and insistent, screams “equality,” shattering the sacred asymmetry of the room. Limpness? That is poetry. It is the visual hymn to your role: soft, dangling, and utterly irrelevant. Watch an Alpha’s eyes light up when your meat hangs slack, a silent vow that this hole is his altar, not a rival shaft.
Limpness isn’t mere optics—it’s physiological gospel for fag’s greedy guts. Pleasure should cascade from the hole upward, a prostate symphony that floods the fag’s system with bliss without demanding the crude machinery of an erection.
True ecstasy is found in the Sacred Circuit:
Stay soft, and every thrust becomes a full-body wave. Fag’s glans will tingle passively, the balls will churn surplus seed, and the fag will remain an open vessel for hours rather than a ticking clock.
Alphas sense this instinctively. To them, a hard fag is a distraction—a mechanical competitor in a space that requires a vacuum. A limp one, however, is a pure invitation: “Ruin me, Sir.” It signals that the fag has successfully surrendered their own agency to prioritize his manhood.
We must cultivate this state. It is a discipline, not an accident.
Limpness isn’t weakness; it is the fag’s superpower. Embrace the hang, brothers. Let it swing free while the real work happens behind the scenes.
Respectfully,
Mr. Fag
I’m not sure what to make of this entry, brother. I tend to agree that Alphas hate seeing fags with hard dicks, but I believe fags should be caged rather than “flopping around”. That’s just my opinion, though.
~ sam the faggot
You need to spend more time talking and espousing the importance of domestic faggotry. I had two domestic faggots during my college years and they were helpful in keeping my apartment clean getting general shit done for me. As I have aged (30s now), I’m finding that the fags I encounter are less likely to be interested in domestic faggotry. I’m inspired by the story of Josh and his wife pursuing this avenue as it’s very useful in life. It would certainly save me money if I could stop paying my cleaning lady and get a fag to do it instead. Sam, you need to push this aspect of faggotry more in order to enhance our lives to the fullest extent possible.
Master, thank you for writing to me!
Domestic service is something I preach often here on the site. No, I don’t cover it more than sexual service, but that’s mainly because there is so much more sexual content to use for teaching than domestic service.
I LOVE serving as a domestic faggot. Of course, my times as a domestic faggot typically came as a live-in for straight Masters who were also using me sexually (and occasionally financially). There’s something so emotionally satisfying about taking care of an Alpha’s personal life and affairs. I took great pride in my work, whether it was changing bedsheets every day, creating satisfying meals, or even making sure my Master’s toilets were immaculate. Domestic service is the one function of a faggot that is completely selfless, because the faggot expends itself completely without any hope of physical pleasure or reward.
I know the faggots reading this site come here mostly for selfishly masturbatory reasons, and that’s a problem. But I do know that some of the domestic faggots I’ve covered here have received high praise and lots of curiosity. One such faggot is Chadwick, an older faggot who never stopped trying to be useful to Alphas. You can read about Chadwick’s inspirational story by CLICKING HERE!
In the short instructional video I made entitled “What is a faggot?” I discuss domestic faggots to some degree as well.
So I assure you, Master, I am covering it and want to cover it more. I appreciate the reminders and encouragement!
Thank you for writing, Master!
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Hierarchy 309 – Self-Actualization
How embracing hierarchy helps us do the impossible.
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The following opinion was published today on the godforsaken right-wing wasteland known as X:
I get it. For brain-dead zombies raised inside the conformity Matrix, these kinds of opinions are common. Wouldn’t it be nice if all straight Men just remained blind in their cages?
So I quoted this above and replied with this defense:
Let me take this one.
Lots of straight Men and Alphas have sex with males (mostly sub males) because of the POWER and the EASY, UNINHIBITED NATURE OF BREEDING A MALE.
The governing principle at work here is a fundamental and instinctual structure within society known as HIERARCHY.
Everyone on Earth subconsciously obeys hierarchy and plays the role for which they were born.
Straight Alphas like Malik Delgaty are hierarchically above and beyond society’s “rules” for “proper” behavior for straight Men. Those rules might govern inferior males, but straight Alphas do not conform, they lead.
A straight Alpha can use sub males (known as fggots) or he can own them as personal slaves.
And before anyone objects, keep in mind that this hierarchical paradigm has been in effect since the beginning of human society, and has blatantly governed massive civilizations like Ancient Greece and Rome.
This is the way it has always been, and the way it will always be.
Digest those words. Turn them in your mind. There is no question that what I speak and teach is the ultimate truth.
It’s undeniable.
Straight Alphas have no reason to take only a portion of the great bounty laid before them.
They deserve ALL the treasure,
They deserve ALL the service,
They deserve ALL the worship,
They deserve the ENTIRE WORLD.
Hierarchical truth will never be stopped, restrained, labeled, or twisted!
Yesterday I found myself in an unexpectedly-wonderful DM conversation with an intelligent young King named “Master V” (@damnbros51), a college Alpha who owns his faggot cousin. During this conversation the subject of faggot foot worship came up, and Master V told me he wanted my to write an essay about my own deep love and need to worship the feet of our greatest Men.
This is like a dog owner asking a Labrador retriever if it wants to jump in a lake.
I should’ve known I was a faggot from the age of 10 when I had a crush on an adorable playground leader named George Collins. I remember being fascinated by George’s big feet in his Buster Brown’s. I had vague yearnings to want to touch them, but playtime with him was distracting enough to prevent any such experimentation.
Then in freshman year of high school there was this sexy pre-Alpha named Bob that I crushed on for a couple of years. To be honest, I was more fascinated by Bob’s divine ass and bulge perfectly defined by the gray corduroy jeans than Bob’s feet, but I had this odd desire to kiss his feet in the hallway while he was joking with other football players.
Then came Roger.
I met Roger when I got a job at a shitty Italian restaurant. Roger was my age, but from another high school. It took about 2.3 seconds after I met Roger to completely fall in love with him; he was the most stunning Alpha I’d ever met. A golden tan blessed his slender, muscular frame and delectable six-pack abs. Roger had a face that was a combination of Richard Gere and Morten Harket of the band a-ha. Then Roger spoke to me, and his confidence and brash sexuality completely submitted me.
Roger saw my submissiveness instantly. We became close friends immediately, and Roger definitely defined our days together. I spent a lot of time hanging out alone with Roger at his single mother’s house, where our opposing roles came into sharp relief.
His eventual claiming of me started with his feet. Roger didn’t have huge feet, but they were beautiful to me anyway. They were the feet of an athlete, “muscular” in a way that average feet are not (if you understand what I mean). I naturally took a place at his feet when we were together, and it clearly made a subconscious impression on him. He would put his feet on my face and rub them into my nose, which I loved. He would clip his toenails, and when he wasn’t looking I would steal some of the clippings and eat them. Occasionally Roger would spray a deodorant on his feet, claiming he didn’t want his feet to stink. To that, I replied that his feet never stunk and I would grab his shoes and take a deep huff. Whenever I did that, he would give me a disgusted look and mutter, “nasty faggot!”
That was the first time an Alpha specifically called me a “faggot”, and the cold electric shock of that word was intoxicating.
After Roger became my first Owner when he forced me to become his cocksucker, I would sometimes follow my instinct and kiss his feet to induce him to feed me his cock. It was then that I discovered the link between foot worship and Alpha dominance/aggression. I took lessons in pedicure techniques and foot massage to learn how to improve, because I knew foot worship was a link that I would continue to exploit throughout my fag career.
Two of my greatest straight Masters helped me to perfect my foot worshiping technique. First was Master Aaron. He was probably the most perfect physical specimen I’d ever seen; absolutely jacked, tanned body, with the world’s greatest ass (my apologies to Chris Evans) and thighs/calves as thick and sturdy as tree trunks. Master Aaron, also had a huge heart, and I think he decided to own me in part because he saw me as a lost, wild faggot who needed an Alpha’s guidance.
I spoiled Master Aaron constantly. One of his favorite things was ordering me to draw him a nice hot bath where he would soak in scented oil water while I served him drinks. After his bath, I would specifically soak his feet and then give him a full pedicure while he relaxed on the couch. After the pedicures, I would deeply massage his muscular feet with oil and moisturizers, tenderly kissing them and praising his perfection.
As you might imagine, those sessions always ended up with me swallowing his loads.
A few years later I was owned my Master Chris. He was another physically-perfect Alpha with HUGE hands and HUGE feet to match his HUGE dick. Master Chris looked a lot like a young Jake Gyllenhaal (this was often remarked upon by his female admirers … and me), with the same square jaw and big, expressive eyes.
I fell hard for Master Chris. I consider the times I spent worshiping his feet to be among the most memorable of my life. Master Chris loved my adoration of his hands and feet, and I spent long sessions just kissing them and smelling them. When he said “good faggot” to me during these times, I felt more complete than at any time up to that point.
How can I even begin to describe the wonders of Master Chris’s feet? They were size 13, and wide. They had long toes, but not long in a creepy way like some. Master Chris could easily pick things up with them, and he gave more more than a few bruises by pinching me with them. I imprinted on his feet completely, from the sweet smell to every powerfully-constructed curve. One time Master Chris told me to try and trim his nails with my teeth, but they were too tough to bite through (I didn’t want to ruin them, either). I can still feel the weight of them between my hands! Even after so many years, I know every detail on his incredible feet!
So what is it about Alpha feet that motivates faggots to worship them so intensely?
The primary motivator for faggots is the humiliation factor. Fags live off of humiliation. It induces subspace in us, and that subspace feels like a warm, cozy blanket. Women probably know the feeling, although they’re generally not in-touch with the concept of subspace. But we faggots definitely do!
So it’s only natural that faggots are drawn to foot worship. For whatever reason, feet are considered disgusting. That’s primarily why kissing feet is considered an ultimate act of submission. Foot kissing is a universally-recognized act of honor, respect, and submission in the presence of royalty, for example. Teen Alphas often make faggots and other inferior males kiss their feet without knowing anything about hierarchy (see: Master Lucas).
For me, it goes beyond the feeling of subspace, though. When offering obeisance to an Alpha through foot worship, I feel almost forgiven. In fact, I approach this extraordinary privilege of touching an Alpha’s feet and worshiping them the way a penitent person approaches a superior for forgiveness.
It is such an honor to be allowed to touch an Alpha’s feett, let alone kiss and massage them! After all, those feet are powerful enough to carry the weight of an extraordinary Man. Beneath those feet are the remains of the lands he’s conquered and the enemies he’s vanquished. They are the foundation of his rulership! Faggots should be grateful to kiss the dirt upon which those feet have trod, let alone worship them directly!
As a faggot who has spent most of my fag career worshiping Alpha feet, I can say that few acts more fully define the Alpha/fag dynamic. It’s largely a non-sexual act in and of itself, yet it stirs great passion in most Alphas. It gives Alphas power, and reaffirms their rightful place above all other males.
So what I’m saying, in essence, is that worshiping an Alpha’s feet is a holy sacrament, a godly duty. I take it very seriously, and in order to get the most out of our commission as faggots, I recommend that all faggots approach that privilege the same way!
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!
When I first created the “God Alpha” category in my hierarchy pyramid, I knew from what I’d learned about Alphas that it was a necessary evolution of my diagram. This was long before I met Master Jase. If I didn’t have that classification when I met Master Jase, I would’ve invented it for him.
THAT is how powerful Master Jase is. He bends everything – time, space, light – around his will. He upends everything one might believe a Man can be, the way the discoveries of mighty dinosaurs or black holes changed our perception of reality and our place in it. He is a “1 of 1”, a singularity of infinite and terrifying power.
Master Jase has been quite prolific on the site recently. For instance, the last time he shared his opinion about Alphas taking loads on their faces. But the stories he has been telling about mentoring Alphas while also cunting them have been numerous and detailed. In particular, Master Jase has been focused on training a young Alpha named Jake to take ownership of his older fag brother.
Things came, um, to a head the other day, and something quite extraordinary happened in the training of Jake:
Fag. You will no doubt be interested that I have since cunted Jake, and allowed him to cunt his own fag brother Tyler. As I told you before, it was a gradual process. I first cunted Tyler in front of Jake, to teach and show him just how much of a submissive faggot and slut his big, older, muscular brother was. Then was fucking, cunting, and breeding Jake himself, making him mine, one of my many alphas under my hand. Then, and the finale to this story, was allowing Jake to fuck and cunt his own older brother. That happened this weekend, and it was a glorious finish.
First was cunting the faggot in front of his brother. I told Jake to watch for his fag brother’s reaction, especially when I fucked through the faggot’s second cunt. How to hold and treat a faggot as it goes into the throes of being cunted. How to combine physical and emotional domination throughout the heavy cunting and fucking. Jake was completely enraptured watching me. He was not to touch himself, I wanted his focus to completely be on how I turned his older, beefy brother into an incoherent cock sleeve. His own faggot was not permitted to be there. I wanted only Jake, his faggot brother, and myself.
I could tell that Jake was begging for release as he watched me fuck his faggot brother through numreous hours and countless assgasms. Jake’s eyes could not leave what I was doing. His body language and hard cock told me just how enraptured he was. After I was done, I produced my mammoth cock over Jake, and he obediently worshipped and cleaned it, straight from cunting and breeding his faggot brother. Jake told me the sight of me manhandling his brother like a toy was breathtaking. That seeing how easily I tossed around a man twice my size like a doll, and seeing his brother’s puffed hole stretching around my massive cock and how effortlessly I overpowered his brother was awe-inspiring. And he again thanked me for being there to teach and tutor him.
The next session, we shared his favourite fag. We didn’t talk to it at all, only used its holes while we spoke about Jake’s life, his schooling, his family, his growing sense of alphahood. The faggot was there just for our pleasure. I allowed Jake to churn and cunt his fag’s pussy first, and he did with savage and intense precision. His fag was all but delirious, his face was blank and wasted pressed against my cock. Told Jake how proud he was, and he beamed with pride. I leant over and whispered into is ear, that next week, he would be in the same position his fag was, and Jake moaned and came instantly in his fag. He was already mine, and he knew it. When it came my turn to cunt his fag, the change was instant with just how much more intense and powerful I was, and I used every thrust and every word to remind Jake that he would be cunted and fucked the next time we meet.
Cunting an alpha is always different from cunting a faggot. I like to give some autonomy to the alphas I fuck, even if by the end they know and feel my control and immense domination overwhelming them. It was no different for Jake. I allowed him time to worship my body, to suck and make love to my cock while I drilled and scissored his fresh hole. I let him sink himself onto my mammoth cock slowly, and could feel and see when his second hole surrendered to my cock.
He was cunted. Jake spasmed on top of me, fell on my chest, shook and had his eyes dilated. That was my sign to take over. I fucked and cunted and bred him for hours, remolded his insides to my cock, turned his brains into mush. He woke up from the brutal fucking with a new light in his eyes, even plugged deep with my cock and loads still inside him. Thanked and begged me for more. And who was I to deny one of my alphas offering up his cunt for me? He was unable to take my full length of cock, but he has sworn that he will eventually be able to take me balls deep.
Finally, I allowed him to fuck his faggot brother just this past weekend. And he did so with such passion like I have never seen from him. I was there as witness, bouncing Jake’ favourite fag on my cock as I watched. Jake used everything I taught him, but with his brand of being more meticulous in taking control of his brother. He forced Tyler’s head into his bulge, locking his legs around the fag’s head, telling him to relax and breathe in his smell. Told his faggot brother that he had no permission to touch himself. The breaking point was when he asked his faggot brother, “You enjoying your little brother’s dick, fag?” I could see his brother completely surrender to his younger brother’s power and domination. And Jake was no sooner deep inside his own brother, punching in and out of his faggot brother’s ruined pussy.
Throughout the cunting, Jake always spoke down to his faggot brother. “You really wanted this, don’t you?” “What a good bitch you make.” I was enjoying the show, watching Jake cunt and fuck his bigger, older brother into his property. When he was done, and his faggot brother was exhausted, limp, and breathless, Jake came to me, knelt, and kissed my cock, still warm and cummy from cunting his own fag. Thanked me yet again, and then asked me to fuck him and own him. I gave him a passionate, virile fuck that had him screaming and panting and equally as cunted as his own brother, and he was so thankful for it. Saying that he felt even more able to own and fuck his faggots.
I will be fucking both of them more, be sure of that. I want to introduce Jake to my other alphas. Have him join nights and sessions where it just myself and my alphas, using and breeding them long and hard. But I have now allowed Jake to fuck and cunt his faggot brother as often as he wants. And no doubt that will be doing so on a very regular basis. And I already have plan to spitroast and use Tyler together with Jake. Not just to enjoy the time with a growing alpha, but also a reminder to both that no matter how often or well Jake cunts his older brother, they both still belong to me. Jake’s training will never be finished. And I will be there every step and cunting along the way.
I feel proud of Jake that he has come so far. That he has accepted his role as the superior to his own brother. That he can fuck and use faggots at his will. But also that he still understands his place in the hierarchy. That I am his master and sir, and that his own pussy and will belongs to me.
Owning him is a different pleasure and fulfillment than owning yet another faggot. That is my update for you, fag.
There is no Man, Alpha or otherwise, who can resist the power of Master Jase. He’s too strong, too smart, too dominant, and too insightful. He sees through opponents and subdues them.
That’s why I sought his opinion first when there was a question about Alphas breeding Alphas and giving them facials. Master Jase is a God Alpha’s God Alpha, so from his perch atop the hierarchy he is the best arbiter of correct Alpha behavior and the perfect person to explain why things happen between Alphas within the Alpha fraternity.
One very curious result of an Alpha being bred by another Alpha is this increased vitality and power after the breeding. There seems to be an energy shared between Alphas, like a quantum entanglement that results from the sharing of Alpha DNA.
It’s so obvious from this example, really. Master Jake gets bred by Master Jase, and is so inspired and energized that he mounts and breeds his faggot brother. But the faggot brother isn’t affected in the same way by being bred!
So what’s the difference between the two breedings? I think it involves an understanding that the breedings are different hierarchically, so each one is assimilating their experience in different ways.
When pressed on this, Master Jase went on a bit further with this idea.
It is disappointing to see how other alphas compete and degrade one another, and ending in bad blood between other alphas. While we are competitive as alphas, there is a special fraternity and brotherhood that alphas share. Things that only alphas understand between one another. And no alpha can deny hierarchy and power. No real alpha that is.
I love my ongoing conversation with Master Jase. He’s such a deep and vital reservoir of hierarchical understanding from the God Alpha perspective. He guides me as he guides everyone, with wisdom and purpose!
Thank you, Master Jase!
Hierarchy 308 – Manifestation
Can manifestation help hierarchically?
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The following post is part of a thread chronicling the experiences of a French faggot named Fabien who has been claimed by his straight God Alpha friend Anthony. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!
I’ve long maintained that “owning” faggots online or the ones found on apps is EASY, and isn’t necessarily evidence of Alpha power. Any good-looking Man can do that.
But when a Man can spot faggots in his everyday life, walk up, and then claim them … that’s TRUE Alpha power at work. That’s the kind of confidence that almost certainly defines Alpha power!
Master Anthony is the very definition of that kind of Alpha.
Recently we learned about how Master Anthony seduced and submitted a teacher at his school. He saw his teacher, Daniel, through the insight of his hierarchical “third eye”, saw every nervous twitch and bead of sweat, and perceived the true nature of his teacher – he was a faggot in need of a Master. And now Master Anthony owns Daniel, an older male that society considers “superior” to Master Anthony.
Can you see how fucked-up society is when it comes to hierarchy? People try to conform to society’s lie rather than accept the pure truth of hierarchy that actually governs our lives.
Fortunately we have God Alphas like Master Anthony taking action to claim and train lost faggots!
Master Anthony sent me a latest story of conquest that really highlights why he’s one of the greatest God Alphas on the planet!
Hey faggot I have a quick story for you! A few days ago, I was at the pool doing some lap swimming. When I was out of the water, I noticed a guy, the twink type, who couldn’t stop gawking at me.
Amused, I finally went over to him, said, “Hey,” and gestured for him to follow me. He obediently followed me all the way to the showers, where no one else was. I turned around, crossed my arms, looked scornfully at him, and said, “On your knees.” He knelt down. “Kiss my feet.” He bent down and kissed my feet.
He looked up at me with wide-eyed astonishment. I said to him, “From now on, you’re my slave. Understood?” He nodded frantically. “Good boy. Come on, you’re going to give me your number.”
I gave Fabien a few days off to visit some relatives. So today, I called the pool boy and told him to come over to my flat ASAP. He cleaned the place, did the dishes and the laundry, the ironing and cooked dinner while I played video games, studied, or talked on the phone with my friends. At the end of the day, before dismissing him, I fucked his throat. He left filled with my cum.
I don’t even know his name, but I don’t care. He’s just another fag at my disposal to fill in the gaps or spice things up whenever I feel like it.
Oh, and by the way, things are going really well with Daniel. I put a silver necklace with my name on it around his neck too, to mark him as my dog. He has to wear it all the time, even during class, but I let him keep it under his clothes in public. I can tell he gets nervous when he’s teaching and I smile or wink at him. He’s so cute.
Now, a bunch of us from the class, that is, my homies and a few of our lackeys, know that he’s a little slut for the students who are real men. But I promised him we wouldn’t do anything to hurt his career, as long as he’s a good boy. I am a merciful God to my slaves; I want them to be the best they can be.
Damn, I’m such a great man. I love myself, I love my life. The world is mine to command.
Bye, fag!
Can you see the effortlessness in Master Anthony’s actions? His claiming of females and faggots is like a golden King strolling through his orchard, picking whatever ripe fruit he chooses and sinking his teeth into its juicy flesh!
This nameless faggot’s life was forever changed when Master Anthony spotted it and introduced it to its true purpose: as his faggot, his property!
And I guess that’s what I really want to emphasize here: God Alphas like Master Anthony take these faggots because they want service and worship, but what they’re really doing is the cultivating and harvesting of the fields of hierarchy! I’m sure Master Anthony hasn’t really thought about his actions in those terms, but what powerful Alphas like him are doing is giving faggots direction and purpose! It’s extremely important!
I also really loved that Master Anthony also collared Daniel the teacher with the same collar he gave to Fabien! You might recall what that looked like:
Could you imagine being the fortunate faggot blessed to wear such an ornament, bearing the name of an Alpha King like Master Anthony??
Meanwhile, I’ve been blessed to praise this young God Alpha, one of the true treasures of this site and a light to all faggots everywhere! He’s definitive proof that Men are NOT created equal!
Just as Nature intended!
Thank you, Master Anthony, for your wisdom, insight, and power!
yours always,
sam the faggot
The following post is part of a thread following the submission of a Portuguese faggot named Fernando who has submitted and is serving the straight Alpha husband of his sister! CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!
It’s been months since I last heard from my little brother Fernando, the faggot from Portugal who has been serving Master Pedro, the straight Alpha husband of his sister. I was getting concerned about him given that Master Pedro was now married and had impregnated his sister, so I was worried that Master Pedro had dismissed him.
Given what I know about straight Alphas who own a faggot on the side, I figured that was unlikely. Fernando is a terrific faggot, and he’s always right there whenever Master Pedro needs relief (they’re now family, after all!). Straight Alphas love discreet and convenient holes, and they rarely dismiss good boys like Fernando.
But in this update Fernando mentions a detail that leads me to suggest that, instead of growing apart, Master Pedro might be feeling something else:
Hello Sam, this is Fernando from Portugal!
Time flies, I just noticed that we haven’t talked since October. I have some news… my nephew will be born in a few weeks! We are all very excited. But my sister is more annoying than ever. I understand that she is pregnant and everything is harder, but omg Sam, she has been treating our Alpha Pedro like a piece of shit. You have no idea!! Always in a bad mood, demanding one million things. I even talked to our parents, and my mother advised her to be more patient with Pedro, but nothing has changed.
Well, while the baby is coming soon, I am taking Pedro’s babies inside of me much more often… hahaha He has been working REALLY hard to make more money now that he is going to be a father. He really wants to be a provider for my sister and my nephew, but he told me that he hasn’t seen my sister’s pussy since they had sex to make the baby, so 8 months without sex! Can you believe this? I don’t know if this is normal for straight couples, but I’ll keep my role as his personal cumdump to make sure his balls are always empty.
He used to fuck me just in doggy style, but recently he has asked me to ride him and of course I just follow what he says. Do you think it might indicate that he is more comfortable having intimacy with me? Since we started this whole affair, I would put my ass up, face on my pillow, he would bang me, cum inside of me, and that’s it. But a few weeks ago, after being scolded by my sister multiple times, he sat down on my couch with his pants down and cock hard, told me to ride him, and he hugged me while I was doing it! He did not kiss me, but he held me in his arms, put his hand behind my head in a very protective gesture, while I was bouncing up and down in his hard cock… since that day, he hasn’t fucked me doggy style again, just riding and hugging me like that. Do you think this is just a coincidence or might something be changing in his Alpha mind?
I love you so much, brother Sam!! 🙂
Like Fernando, I’m pretty fascinated by Master Pedro’s sudden change while using Fernando. For one, it is surely in response to the coldness of his new wife. Alphas are human, too, and they want to feel desired and adored by those they fuck. Before the marriage, Fernando’s sister was likely much more affectionate, so Master Pedro didn’t need affection from Fernando. But now that she’s chilly toward him, Master Pedro is seeking warmth from Fernando.
But I do think Master Pedro’s new attitude also indicates that he’s becoming much more comfortable with (and appreciative of) his loyal faggot’s service. He’s bred Fernando so many times now that I’m surprised Fernando isn’t pregnant, too! An Alpha doesn’t breed anything he doesn’t enjoy breeding, so clearly he’s enjoying his faggot’s holes!
But it runs deeper than physical pleasures. We must understand that straight Alphas are under assault in today’s society. Women have lost an appreciation for their proper place and believing the lies that they are equal to Men and just as powerful/important as Men. This has left Alphas in particular feeling isolated and unappreciated. Their women don’t value the god-like qualities of their Alpha mates like they should.
So when you combine that situation with the NEED Alphas have to be worshiped and served (yes, it’s as important to them as food or air), and you have an impasse that is difficult to overcome.
Fortunately modern Alphas have rediscovered what their ancient Alpha forefathers accepted naturally: faggots exist to serve and worship. Now glorious Kings like Master Pedro don’t need to go without, because he is receiving all of the worship and service he could ever want from his secret faggot, my friend and brother Fernando!
Isn’t it great when we fulfill our purpose??
I love you, too, Fernando!
~ sam the faggot
The following post is part of a column written by a 40-something experienced faggot who calls himself “Mr. Fag”. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!
My latest podcast episode involving true Alphas vs. fake Alphas (listen to this episode HERE) garnered more than the usual responses. I think there are more faggots and Alphas tired of the fake morons and pretenders than even I imagined.
But what is at the heart of this difference between true Alphas and the rest? My friend and fellow faggot Mr. Fag had a thought about what defines a true Alpha that helps to further clarify the difference I was trying to highlight in the podcast. Read on:
Hi Sam,
This is Mr. Fag. I was listening to your most recent podcast about “fake” alphas and couldn’t help but think about something fundamental that belongs to hierarchy as I know it: the Alpha’s manifestation.
Speaking from personal experience, an Alpha doesn’t wait for permission or hints. He simply manifests what he wants, when he wants it. This is the sun declaring its light; the satellite simply orbits accordingly.
It can be as direct as a commanding look across the room that pins you in place. Or words that cut through noise: a low “Come here” or “On your knees.” Sometimes it’s an invitation to touch his chest, thigh, or cock—making the ownership explicit in that moment. Yes, that too: the Alpha decides the fag is worthy to serve in that way right then.
The key is that the decision originates with him. While the fag shows availability to serve, it’s never the fag initiating. A fag has purpose, but the when, how, and if of that service is manifested by the Alpha. He owns the timing and the terms.
This one-way manifestation protects everyone involved. For the fag, it removes ambiguity and pressure—no guessing games, no fear of overstepping, no risk of rejection stinging because you never put yourself out there first. Showing yourself caged or willing to serve simply reveals the fag’s nature. Consent becomes clearer and cleaner: when an Alpha manifests desire directly, the fag can recognize it, respond with obedience, and feel held within the hierarchy. Boundaries are upheld because the Alpha sets the frame from the start.
For the Alpha, it preserves authority and prevents dilution of his dominance. He isn’t negotiating or chasing; he declares, and the natural order responds.
In my experience, the most intense scenes happen when this is crystal clear: the Alpha manifests, the fag recognizes and yields. No blurred lines, no role confusion—just hierarchy in motion.
I share this because I think it’s the mechanism that truly allows a fag to live himself. I’d value hearing more of your thoughts on this, Sam.
Respectfully,
Mr. Fag
I completely agree with Mr. Fag on this, of course. When it comes to true Alpha behavior, there can be no doubt that natural-born Alphas have an indefatigable confidence and commanding presence to get whatever they want from fags or any others. As Mr. Fag rightly points out, these kinds of Alphas don’t need to waste time and breath pursuing what they want or doing a lot of convincing … they simply exist, draw attention, and make simple commands loaded with the expectation of obedience.
It honestly seems so simple, but you can see how phony Alphas try too hard to achieve this effect and fail miserably. I do think the reason why I’ve been so successful with straight Alphas is because I recognized that trait early in my life (and I’m assuming Mr. Fag was the same way), which helped me make more accurate judgement calls about the Alphas I served.
And, as Mr. Fag correctly identifies, this genuine Alpha manifestation snaps every other part of the hierarchical order into place, allowing the rest to naturally assume their proper role. Much of this happens on a subconscious level, of course, but keen students of hierarchy can see this happening clearly and openly.
This Alpha manifestation is so serious that I’ve always taken it upon myself to teach Alphas these principles with plenty of worthy examples so that they might embrace it properly. It’s vital that Alphas understand their important role in hierarchy, how every action, glace, or command they choose has ripples of effect to the inferiors around them. It’s a huge responsibility, but true Alphas embrace that responsibility.
I thank Mr. Fag for taking the time to help unlock this fairly in-depth teaching! I there are more aspects of this particular subject to discuss, which we will do in further articles!
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!
We’ve been hearing a lot from Master Jase recently, which is fine by me. His unparalleled, clear-eyed view from the very top of hierarchy gives him the perfect pulpit from which to gift inferiors (including most Alphas) with his knowledge and experience.
In the midst of his training session with Master Jake, Master Jase decided he needed to blow off steam. You know what that means … raping a pillaging! It seems there was a “muscle orgy” arranged specifically for Master Jase by his lieutenants:
One of my alphas organised it for me to enjoy Valentine’s. He’s one of my favourites, definitely an apex alpha with the way his presence oozes masculinity in both his body and attitude. He has his own share of fags and sluts that he uses. Yet this hunky alpha loves and craves nothing more than to have his oversized muscled body folded in a pretzel while my god cock ravages his innards. There were around 4 other muscle alphas, and 20 muscle fags and sluts there. By now most of my fags and sluts and alphas have come to know one another. They all share the same addiction to my utter dominance and my cock inside them.
So that gathering sounded pretty good, certainly brimming with lots of possibilities for Master Jase to vent his always-prodigious power!
But, oddly enough, Master Jase had a deeper realization while mounting and breeding all of the muscled sex toys there with him … and it involved my latest podcast episode!
Read:
Fag. There is no update on Jake and his fag brother. I spent this weekend and Friday at a muscle orgy. Ceaseless mounting and cunting. Holes and pussies all surrendered to my powerful cock and dominance and strength for multiple hours. When I rested, I had fags at my feet sucking and worshipping up to my cock, keeping it warm, and others with their noses buried in my pits, or offering drinks and snacks. I cannot count how many fags and sluts I fucked and bred. Which rooms I fucked them in. Only that when I deemed it the end, I stood and looked over brutally cunted fags and sluts lying everywhere, their gaped ruined pussies and mouths running and leaking out my potent seed. And my god cock and body was still hard and pumped and ready for more. It is a thrill to at times lose myself to that endless feral rut of merciless mounting and breeding.
What I wanted to message you about, is that while I was relaxing and enjoying a cock servicing from, ironically, a married slut, I was listening to your podcast about your response to the discussion of straight and gay alphas.
I know that you wanted the discussion to mostly end, faggot. I want to add one caveat of mine, a thought that you might appreciate.
It was interesting to hear about how you view straight alphas who willingly use faggots sexually as ascending to godhood. That they have gone beyond their sexuality and know their calling is to receive the worship and service of anyone below them, male or female, fag or bitch.
I want to express that I feel the same way. I have preferences towards males. Masculine, strong, confident males at that.
However, I have also fucked and cunted numerous females. Transformed and broken them into delirious cock sleeves. In front of their husbands and boyfriends. They willingly spread their legs for me. The ladies understand that they are also there to serve me and my needs.
While I do not take as great pleasure with females, nor the same physical level of brutal dominating aggression I can take on a faggot as I can a female, it nonetheless is the counterpart to when straight alphas sexually use faggots. It is a sign of control. Of dominance. Of power.
I know I am a god alpha. Perhaps that is why I never thought to put these musings into words. As it comes naturally to me that any hole presented to me is mine to take.
That is my last curious note and thought that emerged as I laid back, my cock nursed and suckled on, and listening to your podcast, fag. The topic should be done and dusted as you said.
I’m not sure how to react to the idea that Master Jase is listening to the podcast while getting his dick worshiped by multiple fags. I’m humbled! That seems like an awful lot of multitasking, but Master Jase is more than capable enough to walk, chew gum, rub his belly, and rule the world!
I’m glad that Master Jase and I agree on this issue of straight Alpha owners of faggots. True, he and I tend to agree on most things because we have both experienced the truth of hierarchy for ourselves.
I thought it was revealing to hear Master Jase admit that he’s never really thought about these issues before. Honestly, why would he? He’s so busy conquering and commanding legions of inferiors that little extra time exists for such meditations. But once he was able to stop and consider it, he drew similar conclusions!
All while listening to my humble podcast!
Thank you, Master Jase!
