The following post is part of a thread chronicling the rise of a 15-year-old Alpha named Lucas, and his extraordinary mother Sophie as she attempts to raise a King. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!

If I had to come up with a list of most exciting true stories of 2025, the revelation of teenaged Alpha Master Lucas and his insightful mother Queen Sophie might be near the top.

When I read Sophie’s initial letter about her son, it almost seemed unreal. Here was this mother who was simultaneously frightened and thrilled by the rising power of 15-year-old Master Lucas, a straight Alpha who already owned multiple faggot schoolmates. Her pride was tempered by fears of the unknown as he grew even more powerful.

I give women a lot of shit for being clueless and hierarchically incompetent, but Sophie is anything but that. She has a deep appreciation for Alphas, and she very much wants her son to become the most powerful Alpha on the planet if possible.

Sophie reminds me of the Queens of antiquity who would murder people who stood in the way of their son’s ascendancy. Would Queen Sophie do the same? Yes, I believe she would!

After a long break and several ignored emails, Sophie has returned with a most insightful update!

Dear servant Sam,

It’s been forever since I last replied to you. I must say that I haven’t much time. Over the last few months, Lucas and I have both been very busy with lots of family, work, and school matters. I thought I’d take a few minutes to update you on a few things.

This year, since September, Lucas has been attending weekly boarding high school: he spends the week there and comes home most weekends. As I’m also very busy on weekends, we don’t always see each other. But I can see that he has been working out and is becoming quite a handsome young man, even though he retains his youthful charm (and I will always see him as my little boy!). I often run into some of Lucas’s classmates who came to our house on weekends. I could easily see the different hierarchical circles: his close friends who are almost his equals (although he is clearly the leader), his more submissive followers, and his most devoted servants. His new best friend once whispered to me with a big smile, “Lucas is the undisputed king of the high school! The dorm practically belongs to him.” All of them are very respectful towards me, even the “tough guys” among them, which I am very pleased about.

Once, I came home on a Saturday evening to find my Lucas sitting on the sofa, chatting happily with two friends, while two servants were licking his feet, another was kneeling and holding out a tray to him, and another was massaging his back. I must say it was a fascinating sight! (And my mother’s heart leapt with pride!)

Even though we see each other much less often, our mother-son relationship is better than ever. On the rare occasions when we are alone, Lucas is very affectionate with me. We spent Christmas Eve just the two of us, and he hugged me tightly and whispered, “It’s great to be an alpha, but I know it’s sometimes hard for you to raise one. I love you, Mom, thank you for everything.” I assured him that I was immensely proud of him and that I wanted him to enjoy his superiority to the fullest.

It’s true that his first few months at boarding school weren’t without a few worries. I’ve already had some tense encounters with the administration after Lucas made love to three girls from the school, including one in her final year. But things have smoothed over, notably because the girls have all come out fervently in Lucas’s defense.

My good Sam, may I say a few personal words to you? Seeing my son’s growing power, even from afar, part of me can’t help but long to meet a real alpha male my age who would make me his. As an upper-level executive, I am pleased to be a powerful and independent woman; I enjoy having men under my command. I can see that they are beta males in the hierarchy and have no issue giving them orders. But there is a part of me that remembers (and my son by himself is a constant reminder) that real men do exist. Men of extraordinary human, physical, and moral qualities. I hope one day to meet a superior man who knows how to put me in my place, make me fully feel like a woman, and whom I can worship and love as he deserves. But whether that day comes or not, I am happy for the young women whom Lucas will honor with his virility! Watch out, girls, my son is coming to take what is his!

That’s all I have for you now, good Sam! I don’t know if I’ll have time to write to you soon, but I wish you a very happy New Year’s Eve and, in advance, all my best wishes for 2026!

Kind regards,

Sophie

Isn’t that a breathtaking letter?!?

It’s pretty clear that Master Lucas’s power has only increased since our last correspondence. Imagine being a 15/16-year-old male who can hang with his Alpha pack while being served and serviced by four faggots! Master Lucas puts Alphas twice his age to shame!

It’s pretty clear that Master Lucas is rapidly approaching God Alphahood. He seems to effortlessly command faggots, betas, and other Alphas. Even school administrators are bending to his will!

And now Master Lucas has started fucking pussy!

Prior to this I hadn’t asked anything about Master Lucas’s sexuality because I wanted him to develop naturally. But now he’s fucked (it wasn’t “making love” as Sophie described it … he FUCKED them) at least three girls (including an older girl!), so he’s begun to experience the real power all Alphas carry between their legs. He’s also going to need to learn how to handle female self-righteousness and general ignorance to hierarchy. I have no doubt that he’s more than powerful enough to submit them.

I LOVED what Master Lucas’s Alpha brother said to Sophie about Master Lucas being the King of their high school! That right there is practically an endorsement for God Alphahood!

I also love Master Lucas’s tender conversation with Sophie over Christmas. It was both his acknowledgement of his growing Alpha powers as well as her insightful encouragement of his abilities. That was probably the best gift Sophie received this holiday season!

Sophie’s final, wistful thoughts about wanting to find an Alpha of her own really touched me. She pulled back the iron door of her successful life as an executive to reveal the woman inside desperate to submit and serve. That took guts! Most women are too proud or too stupid to admit such a thing.

But Sophie has had training in hierarchy that other women haven’t. She’s witnessed the truth of it first-hand through the rise of her God Alpha son!

I thank Queen Sophie for such a deep and resonant update, as well as Master Lucas for allowing her to!

Always,

sam the faggot

A Man and his faggot can be beautiful, touching, and warm.

As a Man takes ownership of a faggot, the faggot puts its trust in the Man to train it, protect it, and use it to the fullest.

In return, the faggot’s submission, grows the power of the Man.

A perfect symbiosis.

The story above shouldn’t surprise anybody who understands hierarchy. This white male slave owner was discovered having sex with three black Alpha slaves by his suspicious wife.

Black slaves were often used this way because the situations were largely under control by both circumstances and the times.

These revelations show that white people of that time period recognized the superiority of black people (and strong black Alphas) despite the cruel and dehumanizing circumstances they forced upon them.

“Man has dominated Man to his injury” says the Bible, but through that domination we see a clarification of superiority and truth. This white faggot slave owner was revealed for what he was, and the strength of black Alphas was reinforced.

Let’s look at the following clip together. Try to find out what’s wrong with it.

You may not see anything wrong with it at all, but most Alphas will tell you that the faggot masturbating itself is at least irritating, if not absolutely enraging.

Why It Matters

Alphas have certain non-negotiables. For instance, they expect inferiors to be submissive and follow their direction. They also expect inferiors to give them freedom and privacy, especially when the need to hunt arises in them.

But most of all, Alphas expect RESPECT. This is natural, because they are superior Men, Men that other Men yield to, follow, and obey. As leaders of Men, they cannot expect to fulfill such responsibilities without respect from everyone, from second-in-command down to the lowliest slave.

This need for respect extends even into the interiors of an Alpha’s life, to his bedroom and beside his bosom. His women must show him respect as a conqueror who plants his children in their wombs. And his faggots must show him respect as a mighty god whose every molecule is holy, and every moan of pleasure, a decree.

Faggots naturally have such respect for Alphas, which is why Alphas are so drawn to owning and using them.

However, when a faggot doesn’t have respect (or it loses respect) for its Alpha, it manifests in ways both subtle and obvious. For example, a faggot starts to openly complain about certain conditions, like the unfairness of chastity or the use of other fags (or females). These kinds of behaviors can be (and often are) swiftly corrected by discipline.

But a more subtle form of disrespect occurs when faggots masturbate themselves while being used. In these instances the faggot is treating its Alpha like a dildo rather than a King. The faggot is daydreaming that its sexual pleasure/orgasm is just as important as the Alpha’s.

I think many Alphas let this behavior slide in the moment because they are rutting and enjoying the pleasures of their own cock. Other Alphas are simply less concerned with such matters, blithely unaware of the disrespect being shown literally under their noses.

Faggots who do such disrespectful acts in front of an Alpha should understand that they are ultimately hurting themselves. They’re reinforcing corrosive behaviors that will lead to failures down the road. And, much worse, they will no longer be viewed by their Masters as something special, a treasured possession wholly devoted to service. Instead, the faggot cheapens itself through masturbation, and it becomes just another untrained, undisciplined whore.

Watch these videos. Notice the faggots in them. These faggots completely accept their place and function within Hierarchy.

An Alpha fucking obedient and RESPECTFUL faggots like these can only feel more powerful.

And THAT is the point of faggot service!

So brothers, endeavor to stop masturbating. Go into chastity if you need/want to.

Humble and control yourself, surrendering everything in service to Alphas. Your show of respect will always be rewarded!

The following post is part of a thread highlighting the life of 40-year-old French Alpha Master Girard. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!

Whenever I hear about faggot disobedience, I am grateful that I’m a faggot and not Alpha. I know for sure I wouldn’t be able to handle disobedient faggots. It’s inexplicable that there are faggots owned by Men who simply do not appreciate proper submission and faggot purpose.

How is this possible? It’s hard to imagine being a faggot that has tasted an Alpha’s cock, swallowed an Alpha’s cum, or been held down and bred by an Alpha, and then afterwards have any delusions of equality or right to command that Alpha! If all of those things don’t humble the faggot, then what good does beating it or punishing it do for the faggot?

I ask this because Master Girard, the black French Alpha, is still dealing with the disobedience of one of his personal faggots, Jean. After the last time Master Girard wrote to me about his issues with Jean refusing to serve alongside a black faggot, I had hoped the issue might’ve been resolved. But, like most issues of disobedience, this one has simply taken on a new form. Here’s what he wrote:

Hey fag, Master Girard here again.

After decades fucking fags, today I had my life’s weirdest experience so far. I met a really sexy Black twink from Haiti called Joseph and he was begging to serve me, so I arranged for my 2 boys to meet him. I am 40 and I have had countless threesomes with 2 white boys serving me, but as you know I really wanted to fuck some white and Black pussy at the same time. Don’t ask me why, but it’s been a huge kink for a long time. So I finally brought the Haitian fag home together with Jean and Remi.

Remi was acting like a really good boy, making sure that Joseph was relaxing and comfortable. We drank wine together for around an hour, then I told them that it was time to serve me. I know Jean would try to interact with Remi and avoid Joseph, so the first time I commanded was to Remi worship my feet while Joseph and Jean make out. I can tell he wasn’t expecting this, but Jean went ahead and started kissing his Black brother. Long story short, we had a great fuck I bred Joseph and Remi cleaned my cock with his tongue.

I went to take a shower with Remi because he was really sweaty, we spent 10 minutes making out in the shower. When I went back to my bedroom, Jean was on his knees sucking Joseph’s Black cock. I was so pissed when I saw that. He knows that he is not supposed to suck other Men’s cock and a fag cock is even worse. Joseph was confused because it was his first time in my house and he didn’t know the rules, so I wasn’t mad at him. But Jean disrespected my rules in my house.

I just asked “what’s going on?” And then the story gets bizarre: Jean was on his knees, spitting and jerking off Joseph’s cock and he started to yell at me “you see Master, he’s not a fag! He’s an Alpha! A Black Alpha like you!” It was by far the most unexpected scene that I’ve seen after fucking fags. Jean was obsessed, holding Joseph’s hard cock and yelling that he was an Alpha. Joseph had a clueless face, looking at me with the eyes of “what the fucking is going on?”, and Jean then said “you see, Blacks are Alphas, there are no Black faggots”. I demanded him to stop, told Joseph to dress up again and told him that I would text him later because I had loved his pussy.

When I was alone with Jean and Remi, I asked what the fuck he had done. And Jean just said that he wanted to show me that Black fags do not exist. Then he said that all Black males are Alphas because it is in our nature, and Black fags are just Alphas who haven’t embraced their nature. I told him that I didn’t want to see him for the rest of the night and sent him home. Remi, as the sweet boy he is, stayed with me and, seeing how stressed I was, he approached me, kissed my face, and said “I am really sorry I couldn’t stop that from happening”. I told him that it was not his fault and fed him a load in his mouth.

I am still deciding what to do with Jean, but that boy is way more complicated then I expected. Have you ever seen such a bizarre fag behavior before?

This is an interesting turn of events! I thought Jean didn’t want to serve alongside a black faggot because Jean was racist, but instead the issue involves some kind of fetish about black Men. Jean simply hates the idea that some black males are bottoms and/or faggots! Weird!

Now, I’ll admit that black fags bother me. As a faggot who has served a lot of black Alphas in my life, I find it almost difficult to watch any black male submit like I do.

But that’s all in my head, just a stubborn point of view that has nothing to do with reality. The truth is that hierarchical roles are NOT a product of race, body type, or dick size. It’s how we were wired inside at birth, and nothing more.

As a lifelong student of hierarchy I have enough sense to understand the difference between my personal prejudice (or preference) and the realities I see playing out every day around me. Jean, on the other hand, doesn’t have enough sense to make that distinction. Even worse, Jean decided to do something deeply disrespectful in order to defiantly try to prove a false point.

This is the second major outburst from Jean, and that’s enough. No Alpha of the caliber of Master Girard should have to deal with this kind of disrespect. Master Girard lives in a land overflowing with proper faggots who understand their purpose and accept their place at a Man’s feet. He simply doesn’t need to burden himself with retraining Jean, and I don’t even know how a Master might try such discipline.

But Alphas are creative and understand dominance much better than I do, so perhaps Master Girard has some idea in mind for Jean.

But as for me, I think dismissal is the best option. Either replace Jean with this new faggot James, or get another faggot to replace it.

No Master deserves less than complete obedience and respect.

Hierarchy 296 – Embracing Pain

What pain can teach us about our purpose!

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Hi Sam,

I had a confusion regarding the terms slave and fag and other related things,

like what is the difference between a fag and a slave

how is a master different from an alpha

and what is difference between alpha-fag and master-slave relationship?

Thank you for the question!

The terms “faggot” and “slave” are nearly interchangeable. A slave might be even a bit more restricted than a faggot (possibly tortured/abused or turned into an object), but generally speaking both faggots and slaves are simply property owned by Men and serve them.

The difference between an Alpha and a Master is more apparent. An Alpha is a superior Man, a Man with great charisma and leadership and power. A Master is an Alpha who actually owns inferiors (faggots, slaves, females) to serve him.

There’s generally little difference between those relationships.

Hopefully that helps!

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This post is part of a thread following a faggot named Giovanni who is owned by Master Lorenzo. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!

Little Giovanni is one of the greatest faggots to ever grace the pixels of this website. He’s an absolute joy, unbounded in his adoration of his Master Lorenzo and constantly wide-eyed with excitement over any opportunity to be of service to Alphas. When he doesn’t understand something, he respectfully asks for help. He loves with the heart of an innocent child, but he has the body of a stripper faggot.

In other words, he’s the perfect faggot for a God Alpha of Master Lorenzo’s formidable power.

To this point Giovanni has had very few tests to confront during his idyllic tenure as Master Lorenzo’s primary and dearest faggot. Gio’s never faced any kind of real threat to his position or purpose at all since Master Lorenzo took ownership of him.

Until now.

I’m going to let Giovanni tell the story, and then I’ll jump back in with more commentary.

Hello, brother Sam!! This is Gio <3

Something happened here and Master Lorenzo told me to talk to you…

I will try to be brief: Papi brought home a guy called Mario and said that he would be our new friend. When he says our new fried is a way to tell me and Rafa that a new faggot will serve him, which happens from time to time. But this time it was different because Mario didn’t look like a faggot at all, and when he came to our place he didn’t kneel, didn’t serve Papi, it was really weird. He sat on Lorenzo’s couch, drank some wine with my Master while I was there looking at them and serving. I thought that he could me another Alpha to fuck me, but Lorenzo doesn’t like other Men touching me. The only guys who fucked me was Jose from Mexico and Juan from Spain, but they are like brothers and best friends for Lorenzo, I was really confused with that random guy who I had never seen before drinking wine and laughing with my papi (and I admit that I was confused and jealous because Lorenzo was not giving me attention while I was trying to serve them).

My wonderful Master was soooo into Mario, they were talking, ang laughing and having such a great time, and they were ignoring me. Something really weird was going on, then after 2 hours Papi said, “ok, let’s go to bed” and he took Mario by his arm, and just told me to follow them. I was already expecting that I would get down on my knees and suck two big cocks, but again something felt weird because Papi doens’t share me with random guys like this.

Omg brother Sam!! Mario was really hot so I was relaxing and accepting that Papi probably changed his mind and wanted a random guy to fuck my pussy, so I got on my knees and behaved like his good boy. Mario looked at me, chuckled, look at my Papi and said “oh, he doesn’t know, right?” Lorenzo was laughing as well in a very sexy way, then he held my head, put his fingers on my hair, rubbed my cheeks, and said “he doesn’t, but he is a really good boy, he will be okay”. I was sooooo confused, brother Sam!! I looked up at them and saw two really hot Men looking down at me, waiting for more orders from my Master Lorenzo. He put his pants down and his cock was already super hard, but then Mario put his pants down as well and omg!!! He had a pussy, brother Sam!!!!!! He was a trans Man and I had no idea, it was impossible to tell.

I was staring at his pussy trying to understand and with no reaction, they were both completely naked and laughing again, but Lorenzo was rubbing my face next to his big legs and said “are you surprised, baby?” I was so surprised, but I didn’t want to disobey him, so I just said “I couldn’t tell, papi. But I am here to make you happy”. Mario got down on his knees, kissed my cheek and said “don’t be jealous, baby. This cock is big enough for both of us” He started sucking Lorenzo’s hard cock, while I was worshipping his balls and then I was more comfortable. We gave Master a double blowjob, but he was crazy to fuck Mario’s pussy, and he fucked him soooo much. Lorenzo started fucking him missionary, then Mario rode his cock, then doggy style, and I was just looking at them.

I know I shouldn’t feel jealous, but for the first time I felt that my perfect Master didn’t want to fuck me anymore. We had many 3somes before and my brother Rafa always serve him with me, but Master always balances his attention between me and the other faggot. This time was different, he was so happy fucking Mario’s pussy, like a new toy he wanted to use 24/7. They were like a couple in love fucking in their honeymoon and I was just looking at Master, craving for his cock, hungry for some cum. Lorenzo kissed Mario with so much passion and put his whole cock so deep in his pussy, and I saw my Master and King breeding his pussy and he was so satisfied, I could see the pleasure in his face. Mario was also so happy, he looked at me, told me to approach, and kissed my cheek again.

Master said “come here, baby” and gave me his cock covered in cum and pussy juice to clean it. I cleaned his cock and balls with my tongue, but I didn’t even need to take a shower because I was not sweaty and had no cum inside my whole to wash. Lorenzo took Mario to the shower and bathed him and his pussy, then Mario left, Lorenzo cuddled with me, told me that he loved me, that I am gorgeous, etc. On the next day, I did something that made my Master really upset… We woke up together, I  hugged him in a romantic way, kissed him and said “papi, why don’t we call Rafa, I miss my brother, I don’t think we need to call that guy from yesterday to our house again” then I insisted and said “I don’t want that guy in our house”

oh Sam, he did not like my tone at all! Lorenzo is always polite but he told me in a really firm voice “baby, I think there are some things you haven’t understood about me. First, it is my house not our house, you live here because I love you and take care of you, but I don’t recall giving you permission to give orders about MY house. Second, that guy from yesterday has a name. He is Mario and he is coming again tonight.” Then I said “but why, papi? It is so good when Rafa and me serve you together, two holes just for you, you are our King” And then he just held my neck and said “well, Mario also has two holes for me, now come here” and he pushed my head to his cock to suck his morning wood. For the first time in my life I sucked Master’s cock thinking about something else other than pleasing him. I was just thinking about Mario and how Master said that he has two holes, I tried my best to give great head as I always do, but I couldn’t focus. Master came in my mouth, I swallowed, and at night Mario came over again, Lorenzo fucked him again, but I was clearly not into it, I think Mario noticed how I didn’t want to serve by his side, but Master did what he needed to do and fucked Mario’s pussy again. And we had a really long conversation when Mario left.

Lorenzo really is a good Man and he loves me, so he asked me why I was acting weird and why I was trying to sabotage his new fucktoy. I started to cry and said that it was really scary for me to see Mario because the only thing that girls can offer and I cannot offer is a pussy, but Mario looks like a gorgeous guy and at the same time he has 2 holes to offer to him, and that really scares me!! I have always been my Master’s favorite boy and I didn’t want to lose him. He calmed me down in his arms, kissed me, and said that he was just excited to be fucking a FTM trans for the first time, and he is really enjoying it. Then he kissed my face to clean my tears and said that I am the most special boy in the world and even if Mario had 5 holes he wouldn’t change me. And Mario is not a faggot at all, he is even a little dominant in his attitude sometimes, so Lorenzo said that he would never have him as a houseboy, he just wants to enjoy his new fucktoy.

Now I am feeling better about all of this, but after our conversation Lorenzo said that he was not happy with my attitude trying to stop him from fucking Mario. Then he said “tell Sam what you did and ask him if this is how a good faggot should behave”

So I am here following Master’s orders, brother Sam! Can you please talk more about transgender men? I know nothing about this world. Are there trans men who are faggots? Are there trans men who are alphas? Where are they in the hierarchy?

And Sam, am I wrong trying to decide who Lorenzo should fuck or not? He always tells me that he loves me and that I am his special boy, I thought I could filter who he brings to his house (but he is right, it is not our house, it is his house)

I am just a little confused and scared 🙁 but Papi brought me flowers today with a little card saying “no matter what happens, you are my special boy”, so I am feeling much better now! But can you please help me brother Sam? I love you!

I do really feel for Giovanni. He’s an innocent faggot whose heart and mind are filled with child-like dreams. Hierarchy, however, isn’t for children. It’s harsh reality, ruled by Men and their desires. Faggots fall into Hierarchy like meat into a grinder (no pun intended), and they come out of it looking very different.

As a seasoned faggot who has been granted special access to Master Lorenzo, I knew a few curveballs were coming for Giovanni. However, this particular curveball threw me for several loops also. A transsexual? I wasn’t expecting that at all!

Now Giovanni is faced with the test virtually every faggot faces at some point while owned by a truly powerful Alpha: how do we handle our Master taking on someone with whom we cannot compete?

For me, it happened when my straight Master Steve had a serious girlfriend. I was his live-in faggot at the time, and he was beginning to make rumblings of me moving out so he could move her in. I became quite emotional, with lots of tears and demands for an explanation. And that’s when Master Steve forced me to stay in a closet and watch him fuck his girlfriend instead of me. Through my tears and my broken heart I was forced to accept that there simply some things I will never be able to give him, things he truly wanted.

It was painful, but I learned.

Gio is going through something similar with Master Lorenzo and this transsexual named Mario. It’s hard to be the faggot slave of an Alpha and serve faithfully for a long period of time, and then watch as your Master enjoys himself as equals with someone who is equipped differently.

To combat that, Giovanni snapped back with a disastrous demand about being able to approve of people allowed to come to THEIR place. This was the same mistake I also made with Master Steve. But it’s completely wrong for any faggot to make that kind of demand on an Alpha, because faggots are not equal to their Alpha even if they’re paying for the place!

But in this case, Master Lorenzo is paying for everything. It’s his place materially, financially, and hierarchically. Giovanni made a huge mistake (that made me literally wince when I read it), and Master Lorenzo jumped on it and corrected Gio as he should.

Gio asked me about transsexuals and their place in hierarchy. Their place really depends on where the Alpha places them. I think it would be fair to say that they are like females. In other words, they are higher than faggots because they occupy a place similar to a female. Mario’s actions clearly indicated that as well, seemingly acknowledging Giovanni’s lower status.

And I will admit that I felt hurt for Giovanni. It’s really painful, and I don’t know that Master Lorenzo fully understands that. How could he?

But I would reassure Giovanni that Master Lorenzo deeply loves him. He’s tried to show that ever since this happened (the flowers were a nice touch), and Giovanni would do well to focus on those acts of love rather than worry about the future. Giovanni’s place will be assured for life with Master Lorenzo if he can pass this test and remain submissively in service.

Ultimately, Giovanni needs to look at it this way: Master Lorenzo is an extremely powerful God Alpha who is going to fuck plenty of other holes. Some might even have three holes like Mario has.

But there’s only one faggot who has the two holes Master Lorenzo truly cherishes, and that’s because sweet little Gio is more than two holes to Master Lorenzo. Giovanni is the faggot Master Lorenzo took complete ownership of as his own as he ascended to embrace his own destiny as a God Alpha. Gio’s deep and complete submission helped to enable that ascension, and Master Lorenzo is faithful enough to recognize that critical contribution.

They will never be a couple in the traditional sense, but Master Lorenzo and his faggot Giovanni are pair-bonded in a more meaningful way, a hierarchical way. Giovanni’s place at Master Lorenzo’s feet will always be assured!

The following post is part of a thread chronicling the expanding power of Master Arturo, a 35-year-old bisexual Alpha who is accustomed to owning both faggots and females. CLICK HERE for all posts in this thread in chronological order!

The other day I received a letter in my Questions From Readers inbox from a powerful bisexual Alpha named Master Arturo that I turned into a proper post (HERE). That post garnered a lot of views and discussion, particularly on the Hierarchy University Discord (HERE). I love when a post shakes people up like that!

Master Arturo’s insane dilemma is certainly unique. He started dating a woman, while accidentally finding a faggot on Grindr who happens to be the woman’s son. Mindbending, right? I don’t know what the chances are of that happening simultaneously, but I figure it must be nearly ZERO.

At the end of the past Master Arturo was asking about whether or not he should try to maintain both relationships, or choose one over the other. I advised him to keep both relationships.

It’s a tough call, but last night something happened to Master Arturo that made his decision so much easier! Read this:

Hey Sam, this is Arturo again, what’s up?

At first I felt guilty for what happened and considered stop talking with both Julia and Leo, and just pretend that nothing happened. But yesterday I invited my best friend over for a beer and told him everything. He had the same WTF reaction but after several beers, he just said “Come on Arturo, be a man!”. He is a tall and strong straight man, married for many years, father of 3 boys, a real Alpha for his whole family. And when he told me to be a man, I thought he would scold me for having fucked Leo, and tell me to marry Julia and  forget that I had fucked her son. But no, in fact he did not judge me at all. What he meant by “be a man” is that I shouldn’t be complaining and trying to sound like a victim.

Then he said “you are not a victim, you’re not a poor little boy who cannot decide what to do, so stop acting like one! You can leave both, stay with Julia, or keep fucking both, but you must decide, come on!” And he was right, I had been just complaining and complaining in his ears for hours, and that’s not how a real Man should act at all.

With all that alcohol in my blood, I texted Leo and said “hey, busy now?” The boy answered in 5 second and said “for you, I’m never busy, papi” Well, I told my friend that he needed to go because I had plans, he just chuckled and said “well, have fun and you’d better decide soon if Julia will be your future wife or mother-in-law” He left, Leo arrived shortly after, and I had drunk 12 beers by then. As soon as he entered my house, he came to kiss me, and didn’t stop calling me papi all the time (which is the equivalent of daddy in our language). He tried to talk, he asked how my day had been, but I wasn’t sober and not in the mood to talk at all, I just said, “on your knees, come on”.

He didn’t complain either and immediately got down on his knees and looked up at me with his tongue out and those big puppy eyes begging for cock. I admit that I was rougher than usual because of all that alcohol but I didn’t treat him bad, I just wanted to unload my balls more quickly than the other 3 times I had fucked him. I held his head, fucked his throat, and only said “come on, take it, take it”, going nice and deep, fucking his throat with the energy and strength that his mother would never take. When my cock was all wet, I just said, “come on, ass up”, I didn’t even think about getting lube in my bedroom, we were in my living room on the couch and I started to thrust inside his ass just with his own saliva on my cock. Since I was not sober, it took me some minutes to look at his face and realize that the boy was probably in pain. I didn’t even think about loosening his hole.

And that’s when his reaction showed to me that I could not let that boy go. I asked if he was okay and he said “it hurts papi, but go ahead, don’t stop, finish inside me” Fuck Sam, you can ask any bisexual Man or straights who eventually fuck fags, a woman would never have this reaction. The boy literally said that I was hurting him but he was willing to embrace his pain to give me the pleasure I wanted. So I took my sexy twink in my arms, took him to my bedroom, put his ass up, covered his already fucked hole with lots of lube, put lube on my cock as well, and it slid so much better. I hugged Leo from behind, feeling bad for having fucked him without lube, and said “sorry baby, I won’t do it again, I promise, I don’t wanna hurt you”

Fuck, I was so drunk, so horny, so guilty, but at the same time so happy to be with him in my arms, and his moans are so fucking amazing, he said “my hole is yours papi, don’t worry, fuck it as much as you want”. That was enough to make me cum and unload my balls deep inside his fag pussy. I came so much, I could feel his hole getting full of my seed, but I didn’t even have time to say “good boy”. I feel asleep seconds after I pumped my load, both of us all sweaty, the skinny boy still in my arms, locked between my big legs.

I woke up today at 9 am, Leo was taking a shower in my bathroom and when I went there to see him, I didn’t have the chance to say “good morning”, he just looked at me with the naughtiest smile ever, with vibrant joy and excitement, and said “papi, you have no idea of how full my hole still is”, he was trying to rinse it off, but he could still feel my cum deep inside of him. I joined him in the shower, we washed each other’s body, I gave special attention to his hole, he said it was sore, but nothing too bad. I told him that I was drunk yesterday and that we needed to talk.

Long story short, I told him that I am catching feelings for his mother, but I really don’t want to stop fucking him. Well Sam, you can imagine the effect of this sentence in the mind of a sexy 21-year-old fag slut. He opened a big smile and just said “I don’t see a problem in keeping this little secret, papi” The boy is so naughty that now he calls me papi every 5 second, he knows very well what he’s doing. But I needed to be the rational and mature part of the relationship, so I said. Here is the plan:

“Your mother has never told you that we are going out because she will only introduce me to you once we have a serious relationship. She doesn’t know we know each other, so the safest way to do it now is to pretend that we know each other from somewhere else, so we won’t need to create a fake story. The less we need to lie, the better. We’ll tell her that we work out at the same gym and we follow each other on Instagram because we have talked a few times there. Once I ask her to be my girlfriend, we will pretend that we just vaguely know each other, which is true because we have never talked for more than 10 minutes before fucking. You love your mother, I love your mother, and we must work together to make her happy. I will not allow you to hurt her feelings, so don’t you dare open your mouth and tell her this. If you do, I will tell her that you’re lying and you just want to separate us because you’re a jealous and childish boy. Is that clear?”

I said all of this with a very firm voice. I’m a lawyer, so speaking in a convincing and firm way is what I do everyday. Leo couldn’t be happier, he just agreed to everything I said with a big smile. I said “now come here”, and put him on my lap, kissing him tenderly. “Sorry for hurting you last night, I was really drunk and didn’t prepare your hole with lube” The fag just chuckled and said “you look cute when you are guilty, I will forgive you if you shoot some cum in my mouth” What a slut, omg. I fucked his throat, came in his mouth, he swallowed my cum, and I sent him back home to have lunch with his lovely mother.

Then I texted Julia, said that I had figured out my feelings, and really wanted to take the next step with her, because she was a great woman who deserved a real Man by her side. We will go out for dinner tomorrow, I will get some flowers, and I will tell her that I want her to be my girlfriend.

Now I’m here Sam, lying down in my bed, completely naked, jerking off to the memory of Leo’s tight hole and Julia’s warm pussy at the same time. Both feel really great. Today was a long and intense day, but I didn’t want to go to bed before telling you what happened. I really appreciate the attention you gave to my first message. You do understand what it means to be a useful faggot.

I would love to know your thoughts about all this mess… things seem to be under control right now, Leo has promised me that he will be really careful. I think that my strategy will work well, I will have an excuse for having Leo on my social media and then I will just need to pretend that our relationship will organically grow as the caring stepfather I intend to be.

I really hope I am not making a big mistake, but my instinct tells me that I have the right to try.

WOW WOW WOW!

There’s nothing like alcohol and some slutty, worshipful fag pussy to really help an Alpha make a wise choice!

There’s so much in this update that it’s hard to pick a place to start! First of all, I’m so happy that Master Arturo went out drinking with his Alpha best friend and confessed the situation to him. It is SO TELLING that this STRAIGHT Alpha best friend didn’t try to stop Master Arturo from fucking a faggot in order to “be a Man”, but instead he tacitly acknowledged Hierarchy by essentially telling Master Arturo that he has the right to claim both Leo and his mother Julia! As I’ve said again and again, TRUE ALPHAS don’t care about sexuality … they care about the power and Kingdom of their Alpha brothers. They recognize that power takes many forms, and they’re all valid as long as they’re staying true to core Alpha principles.

After the drinks and the encouragement of his Alpha brother, Master Arturo immediately went to his faggot’s place to claim the faggot with a legendary fuck session. Once again, we see an Alpha mercilessly pounding a faggot and the faggot taking the pain for the pleasure of its Alpha. This is really where I must commend my little fag brother Leo. His complete submission and attentive worship/service to Master Arturo completely convinced his Master that owning him was the right (and necessary) thing to do! Such is the power of a good faggot! Through our submission and worship we set ourselves apart from all of the women who do not even understand (or care) what Men need!

In this case, Leo is doing what his own mother will not do!

To that end, what an exhibition Leo put on for his Master! Honestly, if the real-life encounter was just one-tenth of the hotness of Master Arturo’s description, then it was the fuck of the century! I love how Master Arturo couldn’t stop himself from assaulting Leo’s pussy and fucking it until it was full of cum! I love the morning intimacy in the shower! I love Leo’s sweet begging for cum down his throat! Absolutely everything about this encounter spells out exactly why so many straight and bisexual Alphas own and use faggots! This is how it’s done!

Of course, Leo’s Mom has a vagina, and most red-blooded Alphas will tell you how great that feels. So Master Arturo has decided to keep owning both Julia and her son Leo (both kinds of pussy whenever he wants!), and I think that will lead to Master Arturo’s great satisfaction. As time goes on, Master Arturo will become for Leo the stepfather all faggots would love to have! What faggot wouldn’t love to have a hot stepfather who sneaks into our room and rapes us in the middle of the night??

Master Arturo ends his letter with maybe the most revealing declaration he has yet written to me: “My instinct tells me I have the right to try.” Until now, perhaps Master Arturo has been like many Alphas, unsure of how far he can push things with inferiors and situations. Well, he’s not unsure anymore!

This realization about the true nature of Alphahood is vital for every Alpha to grasp in order to ascend to greater power and glory. Alphas can literally do whatever they want, force others to do their bidding, and determine their own fate as well as the fates of those they own. IT IS THEIR RIGHT! Until an Alpha embraces that truth, he will never be able to ascend the way Nature intended.

I’m so glad Master Arturo is embracing it!

Thank you, Master Arturo! Pump a load into Leo for me, please!

One of my favorite commentary accounts on Facebook is that of author Jason K. Pargin. He usually takes something from media and spins his opinions about them into nice, thoughtful essays.

His most recent video involves one of my very favorite films of the 21st century: Paul Thomas Anderson’s 2007 masterpiece THERE WILL BE BLOOD. It’s a challenging film starring Daniel Day-Lewis as an oil Man whose sadistic pursuit of money and power leads to his downfall.

Here’s what Pargin says about this character’s issues:

I think Pargin is SO CLOSE to getting it right, but he’s missing the one key ingredient that pulls this film together: HIERARCHY.

You see, the Daniel Plainview character is a Destroyer Alpha who does indeed want to ruin everyone perceived as a competition, as Pargin correctly identifies.

However, Plainview’s issues with Paul Dano’s character really come from the fact that Paul Sunday is a BETA MALE who is attempting to usurp Plainview’s Alphahood. This is made quite clear during the church scene when Sunday humiliates Plainview.

Plainview refuses to accept that, and ends up killing Sunday at the end of the film, correcting the Hierarchical power structure.

It underlines what I’ve been saying about people needing to accept their natural place and not acting out of turn. Alphas despise betas who try to insinuate themselves into the Alpha fraternity or usurp an Alpha’s position. It always ends badly!

Sunday just happened to do this to a very dangerous Destroyer Alpha, and be rightfully paid the price!

Thoughts?

The following post is part of a thread chronicling the adventures of Avi, a 21-year-old faggot discovering the wonders of cunting and deepening his submission to Alphas! CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!

People were pretty excited to read the thread developing here about a faggot named Avi who was being cunted by his childhood friend (who still remains unnamed!). All along I have been urging Avi to actually submit and ask this Alpha to take official ownership of him. After all, definitive ownership would be great in developing Avi’s submission, but also help to elevate his Alpha friend to his proper place hierarchically and teach him deeper truths.

Avi agreed. Right before Thanksgiving he wrote this: The Alpha as a childhood friend has been invited by mother to our Thanksgiving celebration this evening, so I intend to ask him to own me today. I believe he will say yes. I will keep you updated.

Well, during yesterday’s Thanksgiving festivities Avi decided to take a bold step. Check this out!

The Alpha and I talked once he got into the house. We both went to speak first, and I stopped myself and he told me that I was his, and I told him I was about to ask to be his. We stared at each other and just laughed, as we realized I’d been his from when we first met in first grade. He told me we were going to have our own ‘celebration’ before the Thanksgiving one. He ordered me to my knees, and fucked my face so good I came three times just from servicing his delicious smelling and tasting cock. Then he bent me over my bed, and cunted me again! He fucked me for two hours, with a couple short breaks in between. But I kept cumming and shuddering, and my mind kept getting deep into subspace as it broke over and over. Again, I felt like I was looking at Apollo descended from Olympus, like he was the sun around which I orbit. Then, he was sweet enough to hold me as I came back to myself, and clean me up, and then we went down to Thanksgiving dinner together, and he fingered my pussy throughout the dinner. And when it was over, and the others were distracted with festivities, we snuck off and I spent the rest of the time serving his cock, getting cunted again, even though I was coming dry at that point, even though my pussy kept quivering. He told me to give him the key to my clitty cage, and that he wants me plugged when not fucked. And I’m to keep dressing rather effeminately, but to now add a slutty edge.

I am so happy to be owned.

Beautiful!

It’s great to see that Avi’s former friend/new Master already has the instincts needed to properly own a faggot. I loved hearing that he held Avi and helped Avi recover after such an explosive cunting session! Many Alphas ignore aftercare (because, of course, Men don’t require aftercare), but this Master does appreciate the need to help a faggot recuperate after being fucked by his powerful Alpha cock! I imagine some of that stems from the fact that they’ve been friends since early childhood and there are some deep emotions involved.

I just knew it wouldn’t take much for Avi to convince his Alpha friend to take ownership of him! As faggots, we must be brave like this! In many cases we are introducing the very thing many Alphas need but don’t realize it yet. These Alphas are a bit like Mr. Anderson in the movie THE MATRIX, stuck inside an ill-fitting world and conditioned to conform, when in reality they are actual SUPERHUMANS like Neo. And just like Mr. Anderson had to be tempted down the “rabbit hole” and shown the truth, so do these Alphas!

Brave faggots like Avi show the way!

One of the precepts of this site is the truth that Hierarchy is the foundation of all aspects of human society, especially within close interpersonal relationships, and any deviation from one’s purpose within Hierarchy usually ends up failing due to imbalance. It’s how I’ve always been able to predict outcomes between males, because invariably all males find their center of gravity within the Hierarchy paradigm.

That is to say: we all must find and fulfill our hierarchical purpose in order for our lives to have satisfaction, peace, and meaning.

Again and again I’ve covered true stories that plainly illustrate this fact: anytime there’s a problem within a relationship, check how things are going Hierarchically first. You will usually find the trouble there.

Today I received this wonderful story from a faggot named Dean. He’s been married to his husband for six years, but things slowly began to fall apart. Notice what happened here:

Sam, I just wanted to tell you how the hierarchical truth saved my marriage. After being together with my husband for 6 years, this summer we were on the verge of divorce. We both felt that sex was not satisfying for neither of us and our relationship did not make us happy.

The night that he was packing his things I couldn’t stop crying and that made him frustrated and furious with me. At one point he lost his patience and, full of rage, he pushed me on the bed and fucked me almost like an animal. I cried even louder but, far from making him stop, he pushed his socks into my mouth and continued using my hole. That night he cunted me and I realised I was a faggot and that I needed to submit to him to save our relationship.

Until that moment we had a vanilla relationship and we gave each other pleasure, but since then I can proudly say that he is my Master. I suck his dick every morning until he comes and then he leaves to work leaving me leaking and in heat. He knows that when he comes back in the evening my hole will be wet and ready. It’s almost ironic that, now that he doesn’t reciprocate blowjobs and doesn’t let me come, I feel more satisfied than ever. My aching balls are a constant reminder of his power.

love,

Dean

What my brother Dean describes is exactly what I’ve been preaching my entire life, but specifically online here for ten years. As he says, it’s “almost ironic” that giving up personal physical pleasure and living to serve actually devote everything to serving the needs of the Alpha partner brings much greater pleasure, but in reality it’s NOT ironic because that is exactly how Hierarchy works.

The problem here is that people try to think they know better, that Hierarchical rules don’t apply to them, that there are not “roles” they should fulfill … but then they live unhappy and unfulfilled lives because of their refusal to understand and accept the truth!

Almost anytime I’m asked to look into a troubled relationship, it’s always a hierarchical issue. I’m like a chiropractor, searching through the skeleton and finding the hierarchical bone out of place. If we look at larger society, much of the marital unhappiness across the board stems from a lack of obedience to hierarchical realities. Women want to be equal to Men, and Men are abdicating their natural leadership roles so they can become soft video game players instead of the MEN who once built our world.

Once Dean accepted his role as his husband’s devoted faggot and began fulfilling it, notice how naturally his husband slipped into his proper role as well! And viola! their marital troubles evaporated like morning dew!

Lesson: always obey your hierarchical purpose!

Thank you, Dean, for sharing such a personal story of success!

Hierarchy 295 – Message To Alpha Fathers

What is the most important thing an Alpha father can teach his sons?

SITE: https://hierarchypodcast.com/hierarchy-295-message-to-alpha-fathers/

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The following post is part of a thread chronicling the rise of straight God Alpha Master Phillip, a new addition to the paradise compound of Master Dino and his sons Master Chad and Master Dean. CLICK HERE to read all posts in this thread in chronological order!

It’s one of the most sacred rituals in all of Alpha life. I’m talking, of course, about Alpha fathers teaching their sons about Hierarchy and helping them understand and embrace their natural place in it. I’m sure there are many opposers to this ritual, but it doesn’t matter. Alphas exist far above inferior societal opinions. Lesser males cannot ever comprehend the urgency and purpose of Alpha fathers to pass this on to their posterity.

I’ve chronicled this ritual with multiple Alphas, but the most dramatic example was that of God Alpha Dino introducing the use of faggots to his two Alpha sons, Master Chad and Master Dean. He did this in two powerful ways: (1) He sat them down and discussed the natural role of faggots in the lives of straight Men, including his ownership of his fagwife Jamie. Then (2), God Dino allowed Chad and Dean to use his faggot Jamie, anointing their Alphahood with their first uses of faggot throat and pussy. As it turned out, Master Dean is gay and had already been fucking his faggot brother Jimmy, but still … the moment opened up critical lines of communication between them and forged their united purpose as God Alphas.

I know both Master Chad and Master Dean look back on that night with God Dino and Jamie as instrumental in their development as Alphas and deepened their respect for their all-powerful father.

That same scenario is playing out once again in God Dino’s extended family. Yesterday Master Phillip sent me a rather surprising email about his situation. It was maybe the only thing that hadn’t been told to me about Master Phillip by one of the other members of The Family. Here’s what he wrote:

Well faggot, 

     As you can see I got tired of using other brothers mail. I had to think yesterday and was gone all day. I think joy thought I wouldn’t come back. Goddamn, I damn near fucked her to death. She’s in bad shape but so cute. She cried when she saw Me. Through her tears she said “I’m sorry Master but You cant ‘jump for joy’ my pussy’s too hurt”. Faggot is funny and i enjoy it. (I like the capital letters for Us Alphas) Goddamn faggot, she really loves Me like no other cunt has. If I’d have fucked a cunt like that the bitch would have called the pigs. It’s crazy. When I came back joy immediately told how sorry she was that I couldn’t fuck her. I really torn the pussy up. I let her feed a couple of times and then we slept.

        The main reason I’m writing is because Pop told Me to. See I talked to Him a long time yesterday. I’ve never told you but I got 6 kids. The two boys are the ones I claim. Steven Dennis is six. Montgomery Phillip (EDIT) V who I call Five (5) is about to turn 15. I knocked up a cunt when I was 12, get over it faggot. Anyway the birth cunt can’t seem to handle him anymore. I’ve never been too jacked about having sons but living Alpha life I now want My wild son to discover who He is and can be. After much discussion with Pop and hearing some of His thoughts I’ve decided to bring the boys here. I told joy she was about to be a mommy and one would have thought I’d given her eternal life she was so happy. I’ll never understand fags or women. I believe My Boys will benefit in many ways being here. They’ll see more of Me. S.D. will have new brothers his age and My own brothers here are just a few years older than 5. 

     Sounds like it should work. All the Guys will help and befriend My Boys I know. Pop said Chad and Dean and Joe were about 5’s age when He opened shit up for them so when Chad gets His sorry ass out of bed, He and I will go for My punks. 5 looks up to Me already. Wonder how he’ll deal with learning the dark truth of His Dad because after He finds out about Alpha life I’m intend to tell Him everything about My job and life. 5’s birth cunt already packed His shit. I’ll have to steal S.D. but I don’t give a fuck. My whole life is steeped in illegalities. I want My sons to grow in Alpha life and have everything I never had. I want to watch them grow and become true Men. What better way to learn than becoming a part of something that correctly teaches the true meaning of life while nurturing emotions and strengthening Male bonds. S.D.’s birth cunt will loose it but the kid already loves Daddy so He’ll be just fine. 

    Yesterday I left here feeling odd, knowing yet not quite knowing that joy was truly meant for Me. I fought those feelings. I fucked three cunts while away but none gave Me the satisfaction that raping the faggot fills Me with. I basically raped the last cunt trying to fuck away thoughts of joy. It didn’t work, obviously. Her pussy tore. She whined and bitched till I slapped the fuck out of her. When joy’s pussy tore she begged for more. Incredible. If more Dudes knew how faggots serve and love I guess the human race would eventually cease because the breeding cunts would have fewer and fewer Men to impregnate their holes. Ha ha

   So faggot who knows how 5 will take to Alpha life on an island of Men and fags? 5 is definitely My son. He’s already smoking weed and is familiar with the inside of juvy. I’m positive he’s busted in a pussy or two. I have much to learn about My thuggish son. Hopefully I can tame him just enough so He may truly enjoy his fate. We’ll see.

    I’ll wake and feed joy then go kick the Savior’s sorry ass out of bed and go claim My SONS!

Goddamn life is sweet. FUCK YOU FAGGOT SLUTS!

MASTER PHILLIP 

So that dropped like a bomb! Master Phillip already has SIX KIDS at age 28! It’s not really surprising given the reported size of his dick, as well as the reported size of his cumshots (not as drenching as Master Chad’s but impressive nonetheless).

In keeping with the tradition set by Master Chad, the two sons of Master Phillip (15-year-old Montgomery – known as “Five” – and 6-year-old “S.D.”) will be legally procured with God Dino’s vast wealth and brought to live with Master Phillip and The Family immediately!

As exciting as that was, I barely had any time to respond to it when I received an update today!

hole,

     I’m finding it both interesting and confusing that I return to you with My thoughts. I could NEVER open Myself to a faggot in person. I suppose it’s because you’re ‘removed’ from Me so it creates a ‘safe’ space to dump My mental load. Your sensible adoration of Me is a plus as well.

    Last night after S.D. was settled in-he loves being with the other little pricks-Dean, Chad and Myself sat down with My thug son. Leaning on Pop’s wisdom I allowed Him access to the posts of Me, then Chad and Dean. At first, I worried a bit. He showed no emotion whatsoever as He smoked His Winston and quickly scrolled through event after event. His only two expressions were the occasional smile and scowl. By the way, 5 knows Chad fairly well and has met Dean and Pop. He vaguely knew They are as shady as I but had no knowledge of the real goings-on here. At first I was concerned. He occasionally would make a comment or ask a question but never took His eyes off the tablet. Shit like, “mutherfuck, Dad” and to Chad, “I knew I liked you Unlce Chad!” And to Dean, “you’re the coolest gay dude ever!” In between those comments were giggles, and “Holy fuck!” and “That’s gross” and “No fucking way!”  After one particularly strong, “GODDAMN” I saw HIS bone grow right down His jeans leg. Yep, He’s definitely My fucking Son. Goddamn cock’s fatter than Mine. 

   He didn’t even realize He was hard till He finished. He looked at Me and smiled. “Fuck Dad, you been hiding all this shit from Me? What the fuck?” “Look kid, like I could tell you before now. You’re just now mature enough to see the real world of Men.” I pointed at His tented jeans and told Him I thought He was ready now. He grinned. Knowing He was among Brothers and could speak freely He asked many questions. He honestly told Me how He’d been sweating about sex. Wanting it, needing it but His attempts were unsuccessful because of His cock girth. No cunt His age could comfortably take it or suck anything but the head. He had fucked a teacher who was older that was a decent experience. And a dude sucked Him once and was able to take about half down his throat. Turns out 5 is ultra hot for a good cocksucker. One that can take it all. Chad told Him, “Have I got some faggot throat for you Spike” Chad’s always called 5, Spike. 5 looked at Me and asked if it was really ok, if all this was truly real. Before I could reply, Dean said, “It’s very real, 5. We wouldn’t even be attired if not for Our uncertainty of Your reaction” 5 said “well fuck” and shed His clothes. We all laughed as I said,” Little anxious there, Boy?” Not once did He blush or hesitate. “Fuck yeah, Dad. If a queer, sorry Uncle Dean I know the difference now, if a faggot can down My dick bring him on. Ive jacked forever dreaming about somebody,  ANYBODY who can swallow this pole” Yeah, DEFINITELY My fucking Son! Then, as We disrobed, we decided greenfaggot should introduce 5 to worship and called for her. Chad told Him greenfaggot was His number two faggot and was excellent at sucking big cock. Of course, 5 had all kinds of questions as I lead them to His new room beside Mine. Shit like, “Can I fuck them?” and “They’ll really obey anything I say?” “They want My cum?” 

    When We got to His room I told Him I’d warm her up while He unpacked a little. No other pleasure ever gave Me the satisfaction of seeing My Son’s expression while watching the slut suck Me off. I start shooting and before My last shot He’s saying, “C’mon, Dad. Let me get down too.” 

      So I left Him with greenfaggot swallowing His cock. I heard Him cum as I shut the door. greenfaggot will introduce Him to faggot worship and We Men will teach Him Alpha life. If He is still willing, ill tell Him that He may correspond with you at some point. It is a charge for Us to be aware faggots everywhere know We are skilled Gods who take what We like until sated. I’d enjoy knowing the world is knowledgeable My Son is Alpha also. After Our big powwow He’s aware of the basics, dominance without abuse (well, minimal abuse, fuck stick.Ha ha) and other things. He’s an open book for discovery. He’s unsure if He’s straight or gay or in between because He finds both Males and cunts appealing. Since he’s never really experienced pussy of either sex, except that one time, He isn’t sure. I’ll make sure He fucks and breeds both kinds so He may choose one or both. In a few days I’ll tell Him to read your thread on Pop. I did some time ago and My admiration of Him is unmatched. Pop IS God. Ha ha

  Ok slut, so now you know about My Son. I know whenever He comes out of His room He’s going to have a lot to share with the Old Man and I got tons to impart to My Son. I’m taking it at His pace but I know I’ll have to slow down His eagerness to breed the world. Since He’s Mine I know He’ll probably have some faggots on their period. I can’t wait to show Him the world and make Him aware that every Goddamn hole on earth is meant for His cock, His cum. Then I get to do it again with S.D. in few years. Goddamn faggot, I’ve never been so, so satisfied! I’ve got to fuck some pussy! I know that slutty jaye is awake. I guess I’ll plug that cunt. Later, fucking hole. FUCK YOU FAGGOT HOLES! DREAM ABOUT WE GODS, YOU PATHETIC CUMDUMPS!

MASTER AND FATHER PHILLIP 

This is an extraordinary testament to the heavy responsibility Alphas accept in training their Alpha sons hierarchical truth. Those Alphas “in the know” absolutely feel like they’re passing on to their sons the green crystal of Krypton that unlocks the real secret of their lives: that they are Alpha Supermen, blessed with superpowers beyond the understanding of lesser males!

Beyond that introduction to Alphahood is a lifetime of riches of every kind, a lifetime of being worshiped and served and tributed and lauded by both women and Men! It’s a heady thing to suddenly know they were born with a throne, crown, and Kingdom waiting for their ascendancy! Fortunately Master Phillip’s two sons will be raised in an Alpha-rich environment, schooled in pure hierarchical thought, and trained to be fighters and lovers and Kings!

I’m so happy for Master Phillip, and I thank God Dino for making this possible!

As always, me and this site are here to help teach these newly-anointed Kings! It’s truly humbling, and something for which I’m forever grateful!

Thank you, Master Phillip!

Hey Sam,

I am here to thank you. I am 20 y-old and, since my freshman year in highschool, I’ve been really confusing about my sexuality. I have always found girls annoying, no interest in fucking them. So I thought I was gay, but all my gay references were drag queens, pop singers etc and I don’t care about these things either. I like soccer and wrestling like my straight friends, I don’t even have many gay friends, but when I jerk off I think about fucking faggots, not fucking girls.

It was really difficult for me during my teenage years to understand what was going on I my mind. But 3 months ago I found your work and now everything makes so much sense. I don’t need to get married to a woman to be an Alpha, I can have a stable of sub fags and live as the King I am. And that’s why I am doing, last night I fucked a virgin fag and it was fucking amazing

Good job, fag

Take care

Sir, THANK YOU SO MUCH for writing this! 

The purpose of this entire site and the culmination of my ten years bleeding all over my keyboards was to teach the truth of hierarchy to Alphas JUST LIKE YOU. I’m always amazed and HUMBLED to be a part of an Alpha’s awakening to hierarchical truth that will transform your entire life for the better! 

You’re so fortunate to discover this early in your life! I can’t tell you the number of gay and straight Alphas who discover this in their thirties after they’ve wasted their most potent years trapped in suffocating marriages and wasted power! You’re just 20 years old, and you were already searching for the reason why you needed WORSHIP. 

Now you know!

I love that you deflowered a faggot in your first attempt to exert your newfound power, Sir! I’m so glad it went well!! This is only the beginning of your exploits!   

You are always free to contact me directly at HierarchyUniversity@gmail.com if you have any question or need advice! You’re also welcome to join the Hierarchy University Discord (see: LINKS). 

THANK YOU for writing to me and making my night, Sir! 

Have a question? CLICK HERE to ask!

The following post is part of a thread chronicling the rise of straight God Alpha Master Phillip, a new addition to the paradise compound of Master Dino and his sons Master Chad and Master Dean. CLICK HERE to read all posts in this thread in chronological order!

Some of the most powerful Alphas on the planet are, sadly, also some of the most dangerous. Their power is almost a burden to them, an uncontrollable force that unthinkably destroys the innocent with the guilty. Often they themselves don’t even understand it, leading to moments of great uncertainty and even fear. Alpha rage is one of the most potent and terrifying forces in nature because it can be widespread and specific at the same time. Imagine trying to live with that kind of indiscriminate power, let alone love anyone with it!

God Alphas are, in some ways, wounded by this power. Wounded by loneliness, wounded by the terror they see in the eyes of those they must instinctively use. They are a bit like Frankenstein’s monster accidentally killing a little girl because he didn’t know his own strength. There is a pain in that kind of solitary existence at the very summit of Hierarchy, an existence almost nobody else can understand except perhaps God Himself.

Some of the God Alphas I’ve covered here have grappled with such feelings, most notably Master Dino. He’s currently on a world tour of healing and destruction as he grapples with the loss of his faggot Jamie. Again, God Alphas exist on a different plane than the rest of us.

Master Phillip has been learning much about the dark Alpha power he has possessed (and been possessed by) all of his life. It’s a life he’s spent mostly in dangeorus shadows filled with corrupted inferiors. It’s been a life built to overcome any obstacle and defeat any enemy.

Except one: LOVE.

Intensely powerful God Alphas need to experience the most extreme examples of true and abiding love possible in order to truly understand it at all. That is why faggots are the perfect solution for these most uncontrolled of Men. A faggot will endure any amount of rage, fury, abuse, and even hate that a God Alpha might throw at them, and that level of unwavering devotion eventually breaks down the God Alpha’s resistance. The darkest of nights in their hearts turns to dawn, and in the light of that truth they find peace.

And yes, love.

Master Phillip has spent the last three night pulverizing his first faggot, Joy. Listen to the dawn rising inside of him in his account:

faggot, 

   Guess you are knowledgeable of mine and joy’s three-day marathon. I’ve fucked the cunt bloody. Ha. faggot is being attended to by her sisters. I’ve never felt so empty and so full at one and the same time. I’ve never reached a point where I have not one more nut to shoot but here we are. Goddamn faggot! I’m completely drained. I went for some Gatorade after cc came to tend joy. I’m downing a quart in the kitchen and little fucking whore jaye is trying to swing on my bloody cock! Filthy little slut! Haha I tell the bitch “no” and she slinks away disappointed but not defeated I’m positive. Unless I’m wrong-and that’s almost impossible-she’ll slut cum off another brother and be back begging for mine. These faggots live for Alpha sperm. Dirty fucking poofs. 

   I had to write. I’ll even show you a little of My weakness and say that I couldn’t nut again if my life depended on it. My goddamned junk is mutherfucking RAW bitch! Even when I was a green kid jacking hours at a time I never had a totally empty bag like now. Fuck! Fuck! Goddamn! joy is deliriously calm, happy, and destroyed. The sun was coming up as I shot My last load in her bloody twat and so I showed her a little affection. Im getting pretty comfortable being nice to cunt. I kind of like kissing her and bitch loves Me spitting big wads in her mouth. Dirty fucking whore. I roll over and call cc on the box to come and check My faggot and the cunt looks into My eyes, hers filled with a love and passion I’ve never experienced and BEGS Me for more cock! Mutherfuck what devotion. I’ve out and out destroyed the cunt for almost three days running and she’s on My ass for more cock! I know I deserve it but fuck! I don’t want the slut to bleed out on Me. I seriously believe that, if I chose, I could literally fuck her to death and she’d tell Me she loved Me as she kicked it! Goddamn faggot. You whores got it bad, don’t you? Haha

     Oh fuck, here’s Dean. He says He’s got to give her a couple of stitches but not to worry. He’ll take care of it and sends greenfaggot for the med kit. Fucker’s going to be a good doctor. He’s more intelligent than any dude I know. It’s great having somebody with His skills here in the middle of the ocean. There’s around 25 adults here and that’s it. Chad has His own kingdom. Haha The fucker! Wonder where His sorry ass is right now. His cunt is helping Dean. I’m standing outside His door. I hear the fucker snoring. Prick snores louder than a Goddamn tank. Hell, cc says He even fucks in His sleep, cums in her and never stops snoring. THAT’S a Goddamn Alpha! Haha

      I keep hesitating like a cunt but I got to say it for My growth. joy tells Me she loves Me every mutherfucking five seconds. At first it made Me really uncomfortable but not enough to make Me stop fucking the bitch. Somewhere around the second day of banging I am having all kinds of feelings banging inside Me. As I’m cumming bitch touches My face and says really sweetly that she loves Me. I felt My chest swell and said softly, “I love you too, cunt” and started shooting again five fucking seconds after I’d just busted. Bitch started riding Me HARD! We didn’t stop to discuss it, just kept fucking. 

     So now I’m walking outside, thinking what to do now. I’m not real fucking happy about that love shit. I’ve never said that before to anybody, well certainly not in this context. It’s freaking Me a little faggot. I’m trying to remain objective and thinking about Pop’s ancient history. At least I don’t want to kill her. I’ll call Pop later. Even though I’m bothered by it I think I can deal. faggot better give Me some space and not mention this shit. I hope she’s got enough faggot sense to keep it to herself until I work through My new emotions. 

     Since you been in on shit I thought I’d tell you. I suppose I’m ok with your readers knowing I love My faggot, if I even know what love is. It’s not what I imagined it was. Its like a protective thing. Im not turned on by faggot’s appearance but by her submission, her adoration of Me. Shit, I’ve never had these feelings so I hope faggot knows it’s not going to be an easy, sweet love. Haha she may regret stirring these feelings in Me. My personality is like, I’m a powder keg sitting on lit dynamite atop an atom bomb, as one buddy described Me. One wrong move could blow faggot and everything to smithereens and leave kilometers of barren wasteland and thats if I’m not pissed off. she better tread this new territory very carefully. 

      Well bitch, I’m hopping in the ocean. Standing here smoking My cig I see I got blood all over My junk. I’ll wash this shit off then eat and call Pop. He’ll know just how I should deal with this fucking shit. Goddamn this saltwater burns My raw, abused cock! Fuck it, I’m Alpha. What’s a little pain. Ha ha Later, fuck stick. This God needs to contemplate the meaning of this moment of life. Fuck you, faggot. Fuck all you Goddamn pansies! Fucking punks!

MASTER PHILLIP

I think this might be the most moving “awakening” letter I’ve ever read from a straight God Alpha. It’s so honest, raw, yet still growling with a caged animal’s resentment.

Now, when I use the word “awakening”, I’m not insinuating that Master Phillip is coming out of the closet. NOT AT ALL. Instead, I use it to describe the sudden and startling realization he’s experiencing about what he is and what he truly needs.

The WORSHIP he needs.

This is the least understood aspect of Alpha life: Alphas need worship. It’s as vital as air, water, and food for Alpha life and power. Worship ignites a firestorm of passion and aggression inside an Alpha that can be quite overwhelming, even terrifying. It results in rape-like breeding, fits of rage and violence, punctuated by intensely passionate moments of deep intimacy. It’s enough to shock the faggot, but it very often also shocks the Alpha as well.

When the dust settles, the faggot is left broken but fulfilled while the Alpha is left rejuvenated … and also now feeling admiration and care for this little creature that surrenders its life for him.

And that is where Master Phillip finds himself. He feels incredible, as if all the energies of the universe are flowing through him. He now understands why I called him a God Alpha almost immediately. But he also feels compassion, protectiveness, and yes, love for his new faggot. Joy went through the fire, was tested in every respect, and still it clings to Master’s leg and looks up at him with pleading, worshipful eyes.

Master Phillip doesn’t have a single thing to worry about. What he’s experiencing is perfectly natural. He’s fulfilling all of the promise of hierarchy, a realm he rules over completely alongside some of the greatest God Alphas alive today. In fact, I would suggest that Master Phillip’s former life (and the beliefs he once held) no longer matter, just the same as a butterfly doesn’t think back to being a caterpillar. He’s transfigured, transformed into a new creation so immense and infinite that he cannot be assailed or defeated.

In fact, I maintain the belief that Alphas cannot ascend to the highest reaches of Hierarchy without using and owning faggots. Without the complete worship of a faggot, an Alpha cannot even comprehend what he’s meant to be in our world.

Master Phillip is ascending. He’s becoming something new, and fighting it all the way. Every instinct in him says he doesn’t need to own and use a faggot, yet the power and glory is so incredible, so addictive that he simply cannot refuse it.

He now knows his purpose. He now knows what he was born to be.

And the world is so much better for it!

Thank you, Master Phillip!

This is a clip from the film THE DARK CRYSTAL, a fantasy film from 1982. At the end of the film it shows the two primary races of the film’s world being combined into one glorious, all-powerful race of superbeings. This is how I view the union of an Alpha and a faggot.

The following post is part of a thread chronicling the rise of straight God Alpha Master Phillip, a new addition to the paradise compound of Master Dino and his sons Master Chad and Master Dean. CLICK HERE to read all posts in this thread in chronological order!

It’s honestly shocking how many straight God Alphas have gravitated to Master Dino’s family compound over the years I’ve known them (it’s been about five years now!). Of course, he produced two God Alphas himself with sons Master Chad and Master Dean, but then Master Shane came along and then Master Cal connected with them through this site … it’s seemingly endless.

I do think it says something about Hierarchy that these God Alphas gravitate to each other. They sense each other’s power and are drawn to it, like seeing one’s reflection in a mirror. They also inherently know that the only way they grow and increase their power is by congregating with their brothers, because through close association, rough-housing, and combative sports they develop the lethality of Earth’s greatest warriors.

Now The Family has packed up and left the Crumbling States of Trump to take up residence on a tropical island, and I wondered if their God Alpha Development Program™ might be put on pause.

Instead, Master Chad has discovered a powerful new straight God Alpha who seems to be virtually his carbon copy both in virility as well as dark volatility. His name is Master Phillip, and after this introduction you will spend your life shivering in both excitement and fear at the mere mention of his name.

Here’s his story:

My name is Montgomery Phillip Hall IV. My best bud Chad told me to use his email because I don’t have one. Fucker dared me to share the story of how we met and shit. Since you know Chad you know how slick the fucker is and how he’s got a way of dominating every Goddamn situation, here I am. He’s conked out still. I’m exhausted but can’t sleep. My mind is still racing. The party for “the Savior” lasted three days. I’ve done more drugs and definitely fucked more fags than ever in my life.

 I met this fucker in a bar about six years ago. Fucker was sixteen. I was 20. We had a rowdy good time drinking and bullshitting like guys do. After a good time bonding Chad said his wife was outside to pick him up. We went out and I saw his wife was a fucking dude! Well, one thing lead to another and after I called him faggot he beat my fucking ass, man. I mean, never have a lost a fight. I’m in great fucking shape but this dude was mutherfucking TOUGH! In only 15 minutes, I was bloody and pinned to the ground. The “wife” was out of the car and He said, “Tell me you love me, cunt” through clenched teeth. C.C. said “I love you Savior.” Then I felt His fucking hard bone grow against my ass! Then the fucker said, “Want me to show you right fucking here just who’s the faggot, punk?” I tried hard to throw him off but no go. In three fucking seconds he undid my jeans, keeping me pinned while I bucked and cursed. He said to yeah, keep doing that after my dick is in ya. I freaked knowing I was about to be fucked by a dude in a bar parking area in front of anybody walking by! 

Then, quick as a flash, he was on his feet and extending a hand to help me up. I pondered it a sec. Is the smiling, evil fucker going to actually help me or throw me over his shoulder and off the pier? He just grinned and nodded so I acquiesed, as I found myself doing time and again over the next seven or so years. He said he wanted nothing but friendship from me, that he really liked me. Then he slowly began introducing me into his world. Fuck! When I found out about the rainbow and Alpha life I was fucking knocked back a peg. Of course, ever since puberty, I’ve had queers blow me. There’s not a straight Man alive that won’t use a queer mouth if its all that’s available. Any dude denying he ain’t fed a fag at some point is a Goddamn liar. Or a fucked up closet case. 

 It took some time to get over the shock and awe of things like Pop. Wow! What a man he is. As manly as Chad is, Pop is everything masculine in this world, man. I’m telling you, I would NEVER cross that dude and anything he says to do-you fucking do it! Some call him God and I understand it. He, Chad, Dean, and even Cal to varying degrees possess every masculine trait in nature. Now, I’ve always felt myself very manly, very macho. I’m attractive, never a problem to find a cunt to fuck. Got a nice furry chest and an almost nine incher so yeah, sometimes I got to knock cunts off of me. They always fall in love even when I tell them not to. I was made to fuck every available hole. I didn’t want attachments and still don’t. Chad’s life intrigued me so sure, it didnt take long for me to start letting fags blow me. The Men here are like me in that I like busting five or six times a day. The one thing I couldn’t do was fuck one. I’m not sure why. I mean, it made me a hard mutherfucker to watch the other guys fucking fags. I think part of it was, I felt I had submitted to Chad by not winning the fight so I wasn’t going to let the fucker see me fuck a fag because he kept riding me to fuck one. It was like another submission in a way. I don’t know. It’s just the way men think. I hadn’t yet accepted my buddy was also my superior. We’re pretty equally matched but when you get right to it, he’s the better man. The last obstacle happened a week ago. Chad was being blown by greenfaggot and me by C.C. After I nutted I was still hard and Chad told me to “Stop fucking playing, bro. You KNOW you want to fuck one. Look you’re still fucking hard dude. You think I’m a real fucking man, don’t you? I’m a masculine dude? Fags are made for us men to use and cum in. Yeah, I love my faggot wife but that don’t mean all dudes will do that. Come on brother. There’s a open hole on the other end of this fag just begging for cock.” The faggot’s hole quivered as it clenched itself getting ready. Fuck, that was it. Chad laughed as I got ready. He said, “Dude, fuck it, rape it. I know you got them wild man urges somewhere in you. Fucking rape the bitch.” I slammed my cock into the tightest, most talented pussy ever. I busted in about two minutes. Then I calmed my ass down before I proceeded to fuck every faggot hole in the place. Chad lined them up. I’d fuck and cum in them. Then another took it’s place. I honestly don’t remember much of the frenzy because I literally passed out from exhaustion getting a blowjob much later on. My Brothers here still fuck with me about that. Since then, we men have received and met many challenges using faggots like sex toys. It’s kind of like my military school years where dudes jack together except we fuck fags together. It also took some time to accept my place in the macho pecking order because before Chad, I’ve always been the Apex male. I do admit my brother is more of a Man. Hell, who can compete with a God.

So now the world knows I LOVE fucking faggot holes. I mean, in my village I’m known as a stud. I got cunts lining up for Me but there’s a fucking charge cumming in fags that I don’t get from cunts. I think it’s because cunts, even when their appreciative, never truly and totally submit as they should. Fags sumbit, fags beg, fags worship–just as females should, but don’t. If cunts showed proper devotion as they should fags would be out of business. But, good for fags, they don’t. If men like Pop and Chad got no qualms using fags, then I sure can’t have problems with that. Fags are great.

What’s breathtaking about Master Phillip is he’s a pure straight Alpha just like Master Dino and Master Chad, yet he acknowledges (with some reservations at first) that ALL Alphas of their power level deserve whatever worship is offered, and that it all exists to be savored, explored, and enjoyed. The rules that restrict inferior males simply DO NOT APPLY to Alphas. They are cast away like broken handcuffs.

Once Master Phillip joined himself to Master Chad and the rest of The Family, it was only inevitable that sampling the holes and the worship of the large group of adoring, well-trained fags (called The Rainbow since each one in named after a color) would help set Master Phillip free to accept faggots as a natural extension of his power.

And even accept a faggot as his own personal property.

Yes, it seems that whitefaggot fell instantly in love with Master Phillip’s fierce, intimidating darkness, and followed a path that Jamie once did with Master Dino, namely, whitefaggot submitted completely and endured all of the rage and abuse Master Phillip could inflict. And, like Jamie’s loyal devotion did with Master Dino, whitefaggot eventually found the eye of the hurricane inside her new God Master.

I can’t believe I’m sort of compelled to write you. Interesting. I think part is the bragging rights I now have. Part is pride in My growth and achievements. A part is the thought that many faggots will read My story and salivate at thoughts of My power. Goddamn! How did I ever do without continuous worship? 

Last night I was crucified.  Hahaha  You know about the Savior’s cross? Fuck, I’ve never felt so fucking fulfilled, powerful, ALIVE!! Even though every sperm has been worshipped out of My sack, the Goddamn room vibrates with My awesomeness. Faggots exhausted themselves bringing Me pleasure and lie scattered about Me. I feel no anger, only fiery satisfaction. My personal faggot is deliriously calm, meaning happy and sated. My faggot attaches itself to some part of Me constantly. Never one for physicality, I am now enjoying her pathetic grips on her Master. My faggot is nothing if not endearing and I can elicit her orgasm by simply speaking. I’ve always loved treating slash like dirty whores. This fun translates well to fagotry, as Dean tells Me is the proper term for the condition. No fucking slash loves like that. It thrills her that I am dark. She loves undressing Me and removing My holster and piece and various other weapons strapped and attached to Me and delighted in learning how to correctly dress and equip her God’s hidden body armory for jobs. She takes great care as she knows if the equipment is incorrect or improperly placed it could mean My life. All must be easily accessible by Me in a second. She also thrills to My experiences, jobs, and near-death adventures. Most slash get scared or fret and beg Me to retire. My faggot is thrilled that I’m a thug and constantly probes for tales of My life. She also loves the scars from bullets and blades and beatings that adorn her God and pays special attention to them. She begs Me to mark her, a scar or brand, inflicted upon her by Me so she can show she’s My possession. I am considering it since it made My cock puff a bit at the thought. The tattoos I created for her are wonderful she said but her faggot lust wants more personalized, intimate branding by her God. She begs for any part of Me and My body and has gratefully feasted upon anything from My body I benevolently give. This is how monarchs feel. With knowledge, I am becoming something greater and more intensely powerful, albeit remaining lusciously terrifying. I am becoming even more like Chad while losing none of My darkness. Chad can be very dark when necessary but He doesn’t live inside it as I. I made it clear to whitey (Goddamn I fucking hate that name) that My world wasn’t the ideal place for those who might care for Me. Faggot is unconcerned and even thrilled by the danger but I’ll never allow danger to touch the slut because she isn’t allowed where it occurs.

I believe this type of life could really be for Me as faggot learns My desires and needs, as well as how to handle all My accoutrement concerning work. I already know, having been mommy’s pupil, faggot knows how to tend the occasional occupational wound I receive in My line of work. Mommy had to be the greatest faggot ever, if one can describe a faggot as “great”.

I think faggots new name will be joy, for that’s what she brings Me.  Seriously, faggot’s preference is Phillip’s cunt. Truly. Faggot has begged Me to call her that. She’d love to be known as and referred to as My cunt, loves hearing an Alpha say, oh that’s Phillip’s cunt. Hahaha  i believe I’ll inform My Brothers to refer to joy in that manner and I alone will call her joy. That way, she and I are satisfied. Goddamn faggot believes I’m God, and to her I am. I’m also beginning to realize that fact Myself. I’ll never be Pop but I can be a God of uniqueness with My own special brand of faggot ownership and treatment. After I’m more comfortable with things I’ll allow My faggot to expound on My superiority to you. I enjoy reading different faggot experiences on your site as it gives insight into a lesser’s condition and its needs. When the time comes I’ll enjoy seeing in print, My faggot’s delight of My abilities.

I put 6 racks of beef ribs in the smoker before I lay down again.  In about 8 hours the faggots will serve them along with other things. I’ll wake them so they can start the sides I want. Then time for My sleep IF the faggots don’t tempt My Manimal out again. Goddamn cum suckers make part of life fantastic. Fuck all you Goddamn faggot cunts! Another God has arisen to feast on your slutty souls!

Yes, after pulverizing whitefaggot for untold numbers of days and nights with his furious sex drive and gigantic cock, Master Phillip bestowed whitefaggot with a new and meaningful name: “Joy”!

It’s beautiful to see a straight Alpha transform into something greater than anything ordinary Men can even understand, a being of such pronounced and untouchable superiority that even the title “God Alpha” feels incomplete.

Master Phillip has shared some stories with me personally that I will never discuss here or anywhere, but let me tell you that he has truly become the kind of King that every faggot on Earth should be desperate to serve.

Now he rules an island alongside Masters Chad, Dean, and Cal. Four God Alphas relaxing in paradise, served and serviced by skilled, worshipful faggots and surrounded by 20-something young, growing sons. These God Kings play together, fuck together, and reign together, roaring over land and sea like the great Hierarchical beasts they are!

I am humbled and grateful to even carry their words and deeds, to speak their names, to even live in their holy shadows.

Thank you, Master Phillip!

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!

One of the more controversial topics I’ve covered on this site is the concept of Alphas breeding Alphas. The controversy stems from my position and the position of the Alphas who’ve shared their stories with me. Many Alpha readers virulently disagree with the idea that a Man can take a load up his ass and still be considered Alpha. The most opposition I’ve faced has come from Alphas on X, where I’ve engaged in some heated debates with these Alphas.

Now I freely admit I’m the wrong ambassador for this school of thought given that I’m a faggot and know nothing about what it means to be an Alpha, but given that I’m the only one covering the subject, I guess I’ll be the spokesperson.

Let me first say that I used to be squarely in the camp with the rest of the Alphas on this topic. It didn’t make any sense why a true Alpha would ever allow another Man to mount and breed him. Then fate stepped in and introduced me to Master Dino and his two Alpha sons, Master Chad and Master Dean. Then a couple of powerful straight Alphas joined their ranks, and I watched them develop together. Master Chad, who was clearly a God Alpha like his father, was worshiped/served by everyone else, including the other Alphas. And then, it happened – Master Chad bred Master Dean. Then he bred Master Chad (a straight Alpha as ever there was one).

And they reported something unique about those breedings. They described it as a sharing of Master Chad’s virility and power through the reception of his cum. Masters Dean and Cal didn’t feel inferior or diminished after being bred by Master Chad; in fact, it was the opposite – they felt mightier and more glorified!

Since then, I have covered multiple such types of encounters between Alphas, and they’ve all reached the same conclusion. So I think it’s fair to say that something deeper is happening between Alphas when one breeds another, some hierarchical alchemy that hasn’t yet been clearly defined.

No Alpha is better suited to comment on this phenomenon than Master Jase. He’s a merciless God Alpha who has cunted so many holes he should receive an honorary Charles Schwab Cup. Today he shared a recent experience breeding a fellow Alpha. Here’s what he said:

Long time no talk, fag. I had an amusing but also thoughtful encounter over the past weekend. You know by now that beyond the fags and sluts I use and fuck and breed, I have a number of alphas who have submitted to my dominance, either naturally or through overpowering them into their place. They all have their own fags to control, but they also crave the absolute power I hold over them, and that a command from me must be accepted and acted on.

Have no doubt, I dominate and conquer them no less brutally and powerfully than I do my fags and bitches. Perhaps even more intense, as my alphas have their own strength and willpower as males. The end result is still the same, I always reduce my alphas into sweaty wasted mounds of muscle, my potent seed painted over and flowing out of their gaping blown out muscle pussy. It’s just different in mindset when I’m cunting out my alphas compared to my fags, with my alphas there’s a sense of nurturing through domination, while with fags, it’s complete supremacy over their whole being. There’s more personal care and value for my alphas.

One of my favourite alpha brothers texted and told me that he had a great and growing yearning to be used. He’s one of my strongest alphas, both in size and power, but he relishes being made helpless when I have him pinned down. Everything from petting him like a good dog to when he’s in my arms and mounted on my god cock. He tells me he never tires of how easily I manhandle and ruthlessly demolish his body and cunt, and the size difference of me being half his size is a thrill for him.

I told my in house fag to disappear for the weekend, and told my alpha brother to be ready for a long weekend. Very typical. He was hungry, at my door begging, lapping and sniffing at my crotch, bouncing his muscle glutes in the air. What wasn’t typical was when I buried my cock in his prepared pussy, he began to cry and said, “I love being owned by you.”

Fags are owned. They are property, they are objects for us to use. Their submission means their entire being is ours. However it’s different for my alphas. I don’t ‘own’ them with such clarity. I claim them as my inferiors, I conquer them as hierarchy dictates, but they don’t ‘belong’ to me. So I found it amusing how he treats himself as my possession. As my personal plaything.

And it made me wonder if it is appropriate for lesser alphas to feel admiration and respect and awe while also encompassing that fag behaviour of being kept and owned. And whether it’s appropriate for me to put into words what I already know instinctively; alpha or fag, all other men belong under me and to me. I still want to maintain some respect and regards for other alphas, so this has been mulling over in my thoughts.

This line of reasoning Master Jase explored in his experience prompted this response from me:

That’s an amazing experience, Master! A very important one as well!

Since I’m not Alpha I don’t have a great perspective on this other than to describe it in cold hierarchical terms.

Lower-tiered Alphas are “inferior” for a reason. They simply lack the internal mechanisms of a God Alpha like you. While they’re easily superior to faggots, part of them still wants to feel some of the thrill faggots experience as objects owned by a vastly superior force like you.

The levels of hierarchy exist for a reason. As one descends in hierarchy, the more one craves the control, direction, and raw power of Men higher in hierarchy. There’s something like an electrical charge that happens in all of us inferiors when we experience superior Alpha power in any form.

I’ll give you an example. A straight Alpha friend of mine was my manager many years ago. One day we were talking together and an employee back-talked him. He angrily threatened the employee with suspension if he didn’t obey him. After the employee walked away, he smiled at me and said, “That turned you on, didn’t it?” I nodded that it did. Just being around that energy gave me that pleasant electrical shock.

I think that’s something these Alphas experience around you, Master.

I wasn’t sure if my answer made a lot of sense, so I was relieved when Master Jase responded thusly:

That is a good answer fag. You are correct, many of my alphas always tell me that there is an attraction and need for my power and presence when I am around, even when I am not controlling them in that time. Mine of course embrace the brutal and raw physical aggression combined with the absolute domination of mind and soul I exude and command. So much of how I see and rule the world is instinctive and hard to put properly into words, although I always give a good attempt to do so.

I can see and sense that ‘electrical charge’ as you put it. There’s an instant melting in an inferiors face, and that lost in awe body language for a split second. Sometimes I do small things like that, just to get that reaction out of my fags. A classic example would be forcing a taller guy down, either through pulling his head or collar down or directly ordering him down so he’s looking at me or even up at me.

I think there is something more to explore here. I really wish I was a highly-ranked Alpha and could experience these things personally so I could understand them/describe them better. Alas, I’m like a blind scientist explaining the Milky Way.

Fortunately I have educated and expressive God Alphas like Master Jase to lend me perspective from the very top of Hierarchy! Thank you, Master!

The following post is part of a thread chronicling the development of a 57-year-old married gay Alpha who is recovering his Alphahood after many years of latency. CLICK HERE for all posts in this thread in chronological order!

This site has been a labor of love for me for ten years. It’s not just a porn site (although it has a lot of the best porn!), and it’s not just a site that deals with fetishes (it’s covered them all!). It’s my attempt to create a deep, meaningful, and honest exploration of something that affects every male (and consequently every human) on the planet: HIERARCHY.

It hasn’t been easy. The site itself has come under attack multiple times by both hackers and by people falsely accusing me of lying. I’ve been cancelled more times than I can even attempt to count. But the site remains thriving to this day because I’m a stubborn and resilient faggot, and also because the site has achieved some remarkable, difference-making discoveries.

One of the most vital discoveries – one I’m most proud of – is something I called “Alpha latency”. It’s a (now proven) explanation for what happens to some Alphas (typically from childhood trauma) who fail to embrace their natural Alpha gifts and instead take a more submissive position in life. When I first encountered it in a straight Alpha, I was baffled. But my subsequent cure of his latency and the complete turnaround he immediately experienced set me on a course to document many cases of this most frustrating phenomena. Since then, I’ve helped a lot of Alphas understand, face, and overcome this barrier to great power and glory.

The hardest cases of Alpha latency involve gay Alphas. I have theories on this, but mostly I do think that gay Alphas have extra layers of pressure (beyond possible child abuse) to conform to society expectations of Men, as well as the gay agenda of equality. All of these elements confuse young, developing Alphas and misdirect them into a life inferior to what they were born into.

The latest case of Alpha latency is a 57-year-old married gay Alpha named Nick. I’m going to present his case here as it was presented to me, then I’ll discuss further after.

I’ve been reading your stuff on Alpha Latency and Alpha Ascension. I didn’t change teams until 25 so I’m a late bloomer. For 30 years I considered myself Beta Dom per your chart. But I now think I’m ascending to bottom rung of alpha hood as a latent alpha.

But I am really conflicted because if you read Fagmaster’s Ultra Faggot he lists categories for: The Cocksucker, Cumjunkie, and Glory Hole Whore. I call myself a Top who loves to suck dick and swallow cum. Don’t like anal, just oral. But otherwise I would call myself Alpha.

So I’m conflicted because those 3 behaviors around sucking dick are squarely in the faggot zone.

I am 6-4, 205 lbs, 57, good looking silver Daddy, but just normal body, not muscle builder. I was fat most of my life so never had positive body image. Recently lost a lot of weight on Wegovy so I now have normal BMI and hot silver Daddy looks. I never learned what it felt like to be hot and have guys hit on you, because it never happened. I think these insecurities held me down my whole life 

I have success is my own business and friends joke that I always seen to fail “Up” which are Alpha traits. I am very smart. I recently started having faggots over to my house and use them, fucking both holes viciously, with the rut, and cunting. And frequent the bathhouse to fuck random holes. All alpha traits. I have ED at my age so I have to use Trimix but it gives me a  rock hard dick for 4 hours which is perfect for the bathhouse. I’m about 6.75 inches. My husband says I have a nice dick and he married that dick (an owned faggot trait btw see below). I am confident now walking around with the towel around my waist with not a fat belly anymore and boner tent in the towel asticking out. (I used to be shy & introvert). The bottoms grab my cock tent when I walk by and beg to be fucked. This is alpha trait.

When I was a teen I had dorks from the neighborhood try to befriend me out of the blue which I didn’t understand at the time. Another alpha trait. I would call myself a protector alpha.

I was never athletic; sucked at soccer in 3rd grade and never tried any other sports. This lack of athletic soccer skill instilled a profound lack of physical confidence in me and insecurity my whole life, plus I was fat. Never wanted to compete with other Men. No sports. No gym or muscle building.

Only recently do I think I’m seeing Alpha latency in myself after reading your material, Sam. (Ty!)

I bottom for my beta husband once per quarter as a marital courtesy. And I’ve been practicing many of the Alpha ownership techniques that Fagmaster talks about in Alpha-Beta to help my beta husband self actualize as a total slut. E.g. He’s taken 1100+ dicks and 325+ loads YTD. A true cock slut that Fagmaster talks about.  He’s a Flight attendant who gets dick and loads on every layover. Bathhouse 2-3x per week. Cruising park. Apps. I love to suck the cum out of his cummy hole, and the fuck it and churn the other guys’ cum. My husband will go out and bring me back a cummy hole since he knows I love it so much (and of course he gets fucked and used in the process: win-win)

My husband is under me on the hierarchy but I wouldn’t call him faggot. He’s Beta-Dom. Since starting T replacement therapy 3 years ago, I’ve seen his behavior change where he now tops 50% of the time, but he is still a total bottom sling slut taking all cocks and all loads. I’m about to setup his first motel cumdump event. He’s ready for it and wants to do it.

Have you met any people like me that exhibit attributes of both Alpha and fag? I supposed humans are complicated creatures and don’t fit nearly in a rigid box. I took your test “Am I a Faggot” and the score said “No”. But my intellectual brain has dissonance on how can I be alpha when I love sucking cock and swallowing cum (and felching cum out of my husband’s hole) in which are squarely faggot traits?

Or my husband has all the faggot characteristics that Fagmaster describes in Ultra Faggot, yet he tops about 50% of the time and deposits his load into the bottom. Which is another contradiction.

Sam you really provide a great public service and I’m happy to see you’re back and monetizing your passion. I would really welcome your thoughts on classifying me and my husband.

Here was my response to Alpha Nick’s myriad questions:

Sir,

Thank you very much for writing to me in great detail about your situation! I love learning about these sometimes complex hierarchical situations, especially ones like yours that are complicated by years of gay counter-programming, frequent role changing, and suppressive forces that confuse so many. 

I’m going to try and hit what I feel are the main points of your letter. Please forgive me if I miss something you feel is important. I really want to cover it thoroughly.

First of all, my current chart does not have “objects” listed separately. That was an old and discarded diagram. I only ever had “object” separated that way because I kept getting push-back from faggots who want to be known as “objects”, I thought (and still think) that such a thing is merely a fetish, and unrealistic for long-term functioning. So I finally discarded it and went with my gut. A faggot is generally equal to other faggots, regardless of function. However, I did publish my faggot hierarchy (HERE) in which I gave a rough outline of how I think faggot hierarchy works, but I don’t apply it stringently. 

I certainly don’t (nor ever did) fully agree with FagMaster on a variety of issues related to Hierarchy. He was more concerned with the fetish aspects of it, treating hierarchy as a kink rather than a unifying theory of Male behavior as I do. In my conversations with him, I could never get a satisfactory answer about whether or not he actually ever owned or used faggots. His writings on the subject were impressive, though, especially if he made it all up in his imagination. But we will never know, because as you said FagMaster has disappeared.

As you mention, one huge difference between FagMaster and myself is hierarchical classification. I felt FagMaster’s take was lazy and unfair to the many betas out there who would never submit to a male, and his view never properly addressed the actual mechanisms always happening between Men. Mine, on the other hand, has been sharpened like a surgical instrument at this point, so much so that I regularly use it to predict outcomes of ongoing situations. 

My hierarchy pyramid has received multiple revisions since I started in 2015. My proudest moment was the revelation that came to me while in prison, when insights I gathered inside helped me see the true nature of Alpha hierarchy. I was close to correct before prison, but one newly-added element  – the “God Alpha” – connected the dots. 

Given the examples even in your distant past, it’s very clear you were always Alpha, Sir. The deference you received from inferiors, the natural submission offered to you from both the general population and lovers clearly indicate that other people always saw what you are. It’s a shame you didn’t recognize this earlier, because you might’ve been inspired to shape your body into a reflection of the natural alphahood you possessed since birth.

Therein lies the issue. I think gay Alphas have many more problems with Alpha latency than straight Alphas do (although I’ve helped many straight Alphas as well). Unlike straight Alphas, gay Alphas have the typical issues that sometimes cause latency (including childhood abuse), but they also have the suffocating stigma of being a GAY MALE. Society views gay males as “lesser Men” regardless of their masculinity or perceived Alphahood, and this can serve to push gay Alphas into latency because internally they feel inferior to straight Men or “disappointing” to others in general. 

Just hearing your story gives me confidence to say that your latency springs from at least some of that stigma, which led to body issues and a lifetime of suppressed Alphahood.

I have a few suggestions, Sir. I’m curious about your thoughts on them.

First of all, I think you should entirely stop being topped by your husband as a “courtesy” fuck. Your husband needs to more fully embrace his place your faggot (or something closer to that). It’s time for you to understand that Alphas generally don’t get fucked by other Men, but especially by someone who is absolutely lower hierarchically. It may sound silly, but I promise you that imbalances grow and cause issues if not cut off and corrected.

As for your apparent desire to suck dick, it might be a residual effect of being a gay Man who spent most of an entire life trying to be an average gay Man. However, as is becoming more and more evident, you are NOT an average gay Man. You are a gay Alpha. I do think the more you are served and worshiped (and as you lean more into that truth), sucking dick and licking strange male cum from your bottom husband’s ass will become much less appealing. It might be a hard habit to break, but I think it will just drop off like a gangrenous body part. Just embrace your Alphahood and leave behind the vestiges of latent behavior that have held you back for far too long! 

I will say that I’ve never dealt with Alphas who exhibit the traits of both Alpha and fag for very long. Once latent Alphas truly embrace the truth of their situation, they usually let go of those fag characteristics, primarily because those fag acts remind them of a time when they were confused about their purpose. The joy of finally understanding their latency and becoming free to use their great power proves to be much more intoxicating than submitting to another Man.

You have a journey ahead of you, Sir. Given your circumstances, it might be a harder road than other latent Alphas I’ve encountered. But if you embrace your truth and start making more decisions to benefit yourself, I have no doubt you’ll get to be exactly where you’re meant to be, Sir! 

I hope to hear back about your progress! 

You can kind of see how so many years of experimentation and role swapping – things quite common and encouraged among ordinary gay couples – have warped both Alpha Nick and his husband away from their innate purposes. There’s nothing wrong with that as long as they’re happy, of course, but that’s the point: Alpha Nick isn’t happy. He senses the power just beyond the wall. He needs to learn to dismiss the old tropes of his once-ordinary life and embrace the magnificent glory he was born to have!

I hope he can do it. Fifty-seven years is a long time to be buried, and it’s easy to get comfortable in a life that is generally working well.

But what could that life become? Only Alpha Nick can find that out!

Hierarchy 293 – Signaling

How signaling helps us hierarchically!

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