The following post is part of a thread highlighting the exploits of Master Dean, the God Alpha son of Master Dino and twin brother/owner of Jimmy the faggot. CLICK HERE to read these posts in chronological order!
When God Alpha Dino moved his extended family of Alphas and faggots from their mountain fortress to an island in the Atlantic Ocean, I worried that the extreme change in environment and lack of easy medical care might not be best for them (especially given the number of toddlers involved). I kept my reservations to myself since it wasn’t my place to question the move at all.
But how foolish I was! The change in environment was the perfect place to finally unleash the absolute power of the five Alphas there: Master Dino, Master Chad, Master Dean, Master Cal, and Master Phillip. They have all reverted into primal Alpha beasts like their ancient ancestors. Mostly naked and roasted by the sun to a deep, rich, coffee brown, the Alphas take profound pleasure in training together, hunting together, and breeding together.
The many faggots with them (called “the rainbow” because each is named after a color) have also reverted back to the way ancient fags served Alpha clans of the past, by cooking and gathering and caring for Alpha offspring. Oh, and being used again and again for sexual pleasure by the horny Alphas of the tribe.
It’s the way it has always been, and Master Dino’s family has become its embodiment on this isolated island paradise.
Of all the Alphas on the island, I’m probably closest to Master Dean. He’s the most directly intellectual of them, and a gifted writer. And while I’m nothing compared to him and will never be counted among his friends, he deigns to make me feel worthy in small ways that feel like the universe to me.
In keeping with that spirit, Master Dean occasionally writes to me for no reason other than he was thinking of me, as he did recently:
Hello little one,
I am refraining from My studies and, in mid-contimplation, thoughts turned to you. I trust you are well. We all certainly are thriving. I can see the Children outside, faggots with the young Ones and Chadwick and Phillip with the oldest group. It looks as if Our Savior is thrilling the youthful Spawns with an adventurous yarn as He demonstrates how to dress a boar for storage. They all laugh and alternate for the premium spot beside Our boisterous, blood-spattered Leader. My Son especially loves hunting and absorbs every word and action of His Uncle Chad. Concurrently, the Prince follows Me, drinking in My educationed speech, and is in awe of My medical knowledge. If someone is ill, Prince is at My side as I examine the patient. But both Boys worship Their respective Fathers as well.
Bunny is well and on a mission to serve Phillip and Spike, His Son, until the Men are drained. My little whore is well and happy. I honestly was unsure of the outcome for bunny for a time. I was assured of My baby’s recovery when, after 2 days of bed rest after open heart surgery, she asked for My semen. Not food or drink, just My penis and ejaculate.
Cal just entered and nosily read what I am writing. He says hello. I must tell you He is a fine specimen of a Alpha Man, tanned, just developed muscularly, and His scent is amazing. I may be compelled to enter a contest of strength with My Brother and see Which comes out on top-or bottom depending on One’s desires. Ha. I amuse Myself.
Chadwick continues to lead by example and with education in the best manner for Children. Not one disobeys His command or fails to understand all He teaches. I, too, am never questioned or disobeyed. I am aware that Chad informed you of His faggot son, gavin. he is definitely a faggot who loves all Men but is almost insanely in love with Chad. The little whore has been caught with Chad, who is unknowing of anything when sleeping. (c.c. can attest to being taken by Chad while He sleeps. My Brother copulates while snoring.) Regardless, I caught gavin with a sleeping Savior absolutely worshipping Chad’s tumescent penis, licking and sniffing until He ejaculated that huge emission as I walked in. Unnoticed, I stood watching as that faggot reveled in a Man’s cum. I thought it best to remain quiet and exit. I told Chadwick about the experience and He decided to ignore it but We all now make sure gavin is unable to enter a room where Chad sleeps. Neither want to discourage gavin’s desires or warp his emotional self, his natural desires. he is a faggot. It seems We have another bunny and Pop situation here as gavin is now totally inseparable from Chadwick whenever He is available to gavin.
Well little one, I could continue to infinity but I think it’s definitely time for an Alpha contest with Cal. His scent was intoxicating. Who knows, I might actually ‘lose’ and be compelled to give My ass to My Brother. Ha. (Still amusing Myself) Afterward, I’m positive of some type of orgiastic taking of the rainbow. It’s been almost a week since All Men gathered to take all faggots. It’s definitely the moment.
Good day, little one. Your King is feeling jubilant and aroused. I mustn’t tarry.
Your Master, Dean
King of faggotry.
I really cherished that update. Master Dean sounds so relaxed, so complete within himself. He knows he rules along with his brothers at the summit of hierarchy, and his place is forever ensured. Their island Kingdom is just the literal manifestation of that promise.
It was great to hear about Master Chad’s classes with his many sons in rapt attention around him. Is there a sight that better represents Alpha mentorship than Master Chad passing his knowledge to his sons??
When Master Dean described smelling Master Cal’s pheromones on the breeze and getting aroused, it really brought home for me just how much this island paradise is transforming all of them into their primal states. They have left “modern society” behind, choosing instead to live life by the ancient code of Natural Law!
The part about Master Chad’s son Gavin would probably disturb most people. But rather than becoming instantly offended, a little thought would reveal a great truth: the deep knowledge of hierarchy that Masters Chad and Dean have help them to accurately detect and handle these peculiar needs of their growing sons. Also, regardless of what Gavin grows to be, he will always have a safe, inclusive, and encouraging place in this family built on hierarchical values!
I’m a very lucky faggot indeed to know this amazing family over such a long period of time!
But best of all, I get to know and serve one of the great God Alphas of my life, my wickedly intelligent Master Dean!
Hi Sam, I’m curious what your thoughts on switches are. I am naturally an alpha male and it comes very easy for me. Just physically im a 25 year old 6’1” 270” bodybuilder so many guys present themselves in a submissive way to me anyways, and I love it. But there are some Men that even I acknowledge are more alpha than me and it also feels amazing sometimes to let go and submit to them. I don’t have any desire to completely submit to a full fledged faggot, I think I would know internally if that were true. But it can feel confusing sometimes the way I switch back and forth. If I had to break it down by percentages I would say I only get this submissive urge like 20% of the time. Please let me know what you think
Sir, I appreciate you writing to me! Thank you!
Alpha switches are quite a bit different than other types of switches. The mechanics of Alpha hierarchy allow for some amount of submission within the Alpha fraternity. After all, some Alphas are more powerful and higher-ranked than other Alphas, so when Alphas want to express dominance within that hierarchy, someone must submit.
One of the most important documentation I’ve done on this phenomenon involves the story of Master Jose of Mexico. He is a gay Alpha who owns faggots, but he is a close friend of Master Lorenzo, a God Alpha in Brazil. When They visit each other, Master Jose occasionally submits to Master Lorenzo. That doesn’t take anything away from Master Jose; in fact, Master Jose says he feels even more powerful sharing intimate moments as Master Lorenzo’s “bottom”. I’m sure that’s because they are both in their proper place hierarchically. You can read more about that experience right here: https://hierarchyuniversity.com/category/master-jose/?order=asc
Similarly, there is the story of Master Dean. He’s a gay God Alpha living on an island with his straight God Alpha brother Master Chad. While Master Dean handily owns and breeds multiple faggots, he occasionally battles his brother for dominance and will submit to him. You can read that here: https://hierarchyuniversity.com/category/master-dean/?order=asc
I hope I was able to explain what’s happening with you and assuage your concerns, Sir. Alpha switching doesn’t mean you’re not Alpha. It’s simply a natural reaction and acknowledgement of your place within Alpha hierarchy.
The following post is part of a thread highlighting the exploits of Master Dean, the God Alpha son of Master Dino and twin brother/owner of Jimmy the faggot. CLICK HERE to read these posts in chronological order!
Communicating with my beloved brother Jimmy almost always means hearing from his twin brother Master Dean. I adore Master Dean because of his searing intelligence that combines uneasily with his raw Alpha sexual power. It’s like he’s both the brains and the brawn!
He rules Hierarchy Island alongside his reckless God Alpha brother Master Chad, and the pair of Kings couldn’t be more different. Master Dean is thoughtful and more level-headed, whereas Master Chad is like the Tasmanian Devil riding a twister straight to Hell.
I think Master Dean sensed my alarm over Jimmy’s recent update, so he wanted to add his own thoughts on that as well as updates on some of the rapidly-growing sons sprouting up across their island paradise.
Greetings little one,
I regret my tarrience in writing but since our return, I’ve allowed bunny much leeway and have delighted watching My baby live her life. The months of stress and concern are finally over. Were I not convinced of her recovery before, her actions since returning home have assuredly convinced Me. My little bunny raced to her swing after giddily begging We five Men for Our attentions. I mostly observed, enjoying her delight as she was roughly taken by all. I believe she and Savior had a most special evening culminating in her entrance to “la la land” just as mommy sometimes did after special occasions with Father.
I am aware bunny wrote earlier. Honestly, that fact reminded Me to do so as well. I read her correspondence so as to not duplicate her utterances.
Our Son grows healthy and strong. He, the Prince, and “3” (Chad’s second-born, don’t inquire about the nickname. Its too protracted a story) are inseparable. Seeing Them together sometimes drives a saber through My heart because I see Myself, Chadwick, and Joseph as youngsters. I do not think of My benighted Brother often but My fondness for Him has yet to abate. I endeavor to admit it probably never will.
On more felicitous musings, The Savior has recovered from all injuries, of course. He broke a leg falling off the small cliff that creates the waterfall. One of the puppies managed to climb up and became entangled in the vines. Conventionally, He risked harm to rescue it and succeeded even in falling. To save it He held it rather than drop it, resulting in the fracture. I think half the enjoyment of His devil-may-care emprises is that the more extreme the impairment, the stronger the drugs. LOL
Regardless, life continues at its leisurely pace. The rainbow are beautifully brown. Do not be concerned as they and We use sunscreen copiously. Since allowing faggots a respite day, they couldn’t be happier. grayfaggot was extremely pleased upon My return and has proven her devotion since. Phillip continues His exploits, sometimes with Chad in tow. His impressive Son “5”, known affectionately as Spike has come into His own, has calmed down and learned some control over Himself which aids His control of faggots and life in general. Phillip explodes with pride. He and Spike are partially learning together. I ache for the time when I guide My Son through teen Alpha years just as Father did Us. Cal and all We Alphas look forward to guiding Our Boys and particularly introducing Them to the bliss of faggot use and strong character. Although I shall only have the one Son, two of Chad’s are closely attached to Me. The sissy faggot, Justin, not Gavin, the one obsessed with Him, and Spence, who’s definitely not a faggot. So I sometimes feel I have three Sons. It is a rewarding feeling.
Cal just walked by, cock straining upward with pinkfaggot thrown over His shoulder. I imagine it’s obvious what’s about to happen.
I can’t think of anything else of import. Oh, Father was here for a few days. He brought a female, whom We discovered is Our sister. She tracked Father, wanting to meet the Man she never knew and they bonded. She seemed unfazed by Alpha life and was interested in all Our society and subculture. She was genuinely pleased with Our world, even knowing she could not become a part of it. She understood that she couldn’t have been even if her mother hadn’t kept us a secret. She is pregnant and unattached. She asked Chadwick to raise the child as His. She is aware it is a Boy and Chad agreed. Father will stay with her in Seattle until His birth, attending all the paperwork needed so He is legally Chad’s. We are pleased to welcome another bambino with Family blood. Cal and I observed yesterday how fulfilling it is to know every human on this cay has either Our blood or Our cum coursing through their bodies. What satisfaction, what power, what a life! Every Man here experiences that factuality and We revel in it.
I shall halt this Alpha tale of pride and knowledge and observe the setting sun while bunny devours My stiff protrusion. This is what lesser men strive for and never achieve: satisfaction and bliss.
Good evening, little faggot. I’m assured you dream of being here, next to your healthy brother and enjoying the delights of servitude. I shall attempt to communicate again sooner.
Master and King Winston Dean
And now I find out Master Chad broke his leg! Do I need to express mail some bubble wrap to that island?!?
In all, it’s amazing to think of the creative ways the Alphas and faggots on the island are raising the children there. The Alpha sons will receive first-class training on Alphahood by the best teachers on the subject. But even better, any beta or fag sons will be protected and accepted by such warm familial love.
Master Dean is truly one of a kind, a King with an intelligence at least equal to his dominance. I’m glad Master Dean is so stable, especially given Master Chad’s apparent death wish!
But most of all, Master Dean makes me feel owned and safe. I’m not sure how to explain it. But I’m always grateful to hear from him!
The following post is part of a thread chronicling the blessed life of gay God Alpha Dean, twin brother of his faggot Jimmy and part of the Hierarchical family of God Alpha Dino. CLICK HERE to read these posts in chronological order!
After the shocking health scare involving my baby brother Jimmy, faggot twin brother of God Alpha and Master Dean, I’ve been more eager to keep in touch with him and the rest of the family on Master Dino’s Hierarchy Island. I’ve been covering this family for about SIX YEARS now (almost the longest set of relationships I’ve kept during my run with this site), and I deeply love and respect them all. They are, in some ways, part of the family of my heart.
And at the center of my heart are Master Dean and Jimmy. They are the yin and yang of Master Dino’s clan. One is Alpha, the other is faggot. One is erudite, and the other is child-like. One is reserved, and the other is exuberant.
I love them both, regardless.
I think little Jimmy knew how concerned I was about his recent heart surgery, so he sent me this excited update (BTW, he calls himself “jaye” as in the letter “J” for Jimmy):
Hi its me jaye!
Its my day off and i am enjoying it! i love love love being on the island! i love being alive and being fucked to my limits almost every day!
Oh sam everything is perfect. i feel sorry for other faggots who live other places. Don’t get me wrong the rainbow work pretty hard. we have the garden and greenhouse to take care of and around 27 children to love and teach things the Gods don’t teach. we cook and clean and our generous reward is use beyond imagination.
Really our Masters are authentic MEN that are blessings to worship. When i came home i was ready to be gang raped! i imagined i could feel the straps of the swing i needed Them All so BAD! Hehehe i could tell They were all being gentle. Well for Them it was gentle. Hehe Then The Savior of us all came in and grinned the way He does that scares us to death and makes us dribble at the same time. He grabbed my hair and said ‘Dino says Our favorite dirty whore needs a REAL Man. Here I am baby.’ Oh sam. He showed me why He is Our God. He didn’t hold back anything and i was transported to that world where mommy would go. Just mumbling and holding on to Him and King for almost 2 whole days! i couldn’t be fucked for days after it so after i woke up King let me suck off every Man until He was dry! They all made me so special! And Daddy, well i won’t say it but the next week when He came home i knew i’d be Daddy’s girl FOREVER!
So much happened while I was gone. The Savior cut off 3 fingers while He was cutting sheetrock but they are reattached now. He broke His leg and almost got shot on some adventure with joy’s hot Master. you know what He does for a living. i think The Savior is almost indestructible. (Did i spell that right?) Anyway He’s THE God among Men. Even Daddy says He’s THE Alpha Male of the Family.
my baby Boy grew so much! i missed so much! What’s worse is King missing out so much because i got sick like a big pussy. i know i know i couldn’t help being weak. i was born that way. Oh sam the way King took care of me. The way He took charge of the medical staff and worked with the doctors on every detail was amazing. my Master! Oh how i love Him! i am so lucky to belong here to these Men!
Every 2 weeks is some faggots day off. Today is mine and greenie’s. we played in the pool of the waterfall and laid in the sun until Master Cal came by and allowed us to worship His BIG cock and let us share His yummy cum. Then we swam and now we are making sandwiches. i am starving. After this i think i’ll stroll around where the Men are working. Never know who might notice my skin tight shorts and decide some quick faggot pussy might be good! Hehehe
i just wanted to write and let you know i am healthy and happy and overfull of yummy Alpha cum! i am the luckiest faggot EVER!!! Bye sam! i love you brother!!
The King’s faggot,
jaye
Ugh … he writes to reassure me he’s doing well, and then casually adds that Master Chad (“the Savior” in Island parlance) CUT OFF THREE FINGERS and was also SHOT!
WTF DUDE?!? Can there be a normal day when I can confidently relax and not worry??
Aside from those little events, it sounds like Jimmy has settled back into his routine as the Island matriarch, a role once handled by my dearly-departed friend Jamie. As Jimmy mentioned, there are a lot of kids to raise (most of them are Master Chad’s, but also Master Cal’s sons and the son Master Dean fathered) and five Alpha Gods to service daily. I’m sure Jimmy’s “day off” (I’ve never heard of such a thing for an owned faggot!) was well-earned.
I’m so proud of my little brother. He tackles his life with such boyish exuberance and celebratory enthusiasm. He knows he is one of the luckiest faggots on Earth, surrounded and protected by infinite Alpha power in a paradise fantasy where all that’s required is that he obey and serve!
And Jimmy is the BEST boy. He’ll always do that with all of his mended heart!
I love you, Jimmy! Thanks for keeping your fag Mom updated! LOL
The following post is part of a thread chronicling the blessed life of gay God Alpha Dean, twin brother of his faggot Jimmy and part of the Hierarchical family of God Alpha Dino. CLICK HERE to read these posts in chronological order!
It’s rare for me to receive updates from God Alpha Dino’s Hierarchy Island anymore. I’m not surprised. It’s literally a paradise there, and it’s a daily cocktail of Alphas hunting for fresh food and breeding faggots/females while their small army of faggots tend to their needs and the needs of their (claimed) children. Every so often I drop them a note to check in, but those go unanswered amidst the adventure of their lives today.
But occasionally something dramatic happens to them that reminds them that they still live in the real world, and then I’ll hear from them.
This time, however, it was truly scary. My precious little brother Jimmy, the ever-loyal fag and twin brother of God Alpha Dean, developed a serious heart condition that required emergency surgery. Needless to say I was petrified, and I hated being so trapped and powerless to help.
So many thoughts went through my head. What will happen to Master Dean and his young son they were raising together? Will the extended family on the island be able to handle the loss of their new matriarch faggot so soon after the death of Master Dino’s fag wife Jamie?
So I waited and waited, occasionally prodding for updates as the family traveled to the mainland for Jimmy’s medical treatment.
Then, I finally heard from Master Dean:
Good day little one,
I regret the delay of this correspondence but bunny’s health was and is of the utmost importance. We are assured of My baby’s complete recovery now. I shall allow her to write soon. As of now she cannot receive enough of My attention and ravishes Me at every opportunity with a conviction that almost unsettles Me. Our first full copulation after many weeks was a symphony of love, dominance, and servile poetry. After hours of gentle coupling bunny became an electric outlet for the power of My mind and penis. Never have I adored My bunny more, and the experience lives within Us still. We were expected last week at home but I cannot bear yet to shatter this magic spell between lovers, brothers, and Master and slave. My soul has been enriched while bunny’s has been nourished, in ways unique to the both of us-yet fulfilling both.
Phillip’s joy stayed with Us whenever He was working to help bunny and to provide service for Me. Once bunny was allowed to orally service Men, Chad and Calvin both came over and came in her. Lol She ached for Chadwick, naturally. That is one of the items tugging her heart for home-she’s dying for Chadwick’s ample penis and his special way of using and denigrating her mind and body. He has that unique understanding of each faggot’s personal emotional g-spot and destroys it in the best possible way. mommy used to live for his ‘little abused boy’ routine, as if she were perverting Him instead of the opposite happening. My Brother is a God.
The other tug on both of Us is Our Son. Even though We speak daily on Skype, Our hearts are heavy to parent Our amazing Son. He and the Prince are just as Chad and I were-strong confident Brothers who are inseparable and unstoppable in having exactly what they want. They still need much guidance and I’m aware of the rough and tumble times ahead but love, teaching, and displine will create future Gods that women will desire, Men will envy, and faggots will push themselves to unending limits for Their attentions.
I’ve decided We shall return to the island Monday. I’ll tell the faggots to prepare. Between you and I, little one, this Alpha God has an extremely sore penis. My scrotum has never felt as, as empty as in this moment. I am dehydrated and thirst for water. I, too, need a bit of recovery.
Good day, little one. I wish you all the best.
Master Dean, God Alpha
Oh how I miss Master Dean’s eloquent missives! He expresses his dominance and control in ways that give me a wide-on of my mind as well as my pussy!
I’m just so relieved that little Jimmy went through surgery successfully and has returned to Hierarchy Island to do what he does (and loves) best: SERVE. I’m not sure there is a faggot on earth who hungers for Alpha cock and cum more than Jimmy (Jamie taught him well!), and on the island there is more than enough of that!
But Jimmy is more than a terrific faggot. He’s the emotional and spiritual heart of the island, an exemplary mentor faggot just like his Mom, Jamie. I never stop beaming with joy, love, and pride because of my baby brother!
I did receive a message from Jimmy after Master Dean wrote to me:
Hi brother! It’s me bunny! i’m really doing fine. Daddy’s coming to help us go home to the island FINALLY! i was scared but Dino, My King kept me sane and made me feel safe and loved. Oh sam he is the MOST wonderful Man EVER!! i can’t deserve the Master i have. No way! i wish i had time to tell you how awesome He’s been to me. i need to go home and service the Men! i missed them so bad! Well some of them came to see me and feed me! Hehehe
King says i have to go. It’s time for my bath and then me and King and joy are going to watch a movie. Bye brother! Thanks for caring about me. i missed you and the rainbow too but i MISS my baby boy. He’s got so big while i been gone! He cries for us both!
Yes, I think little Jimmy is going to be just fine!
The following is part of a thread following the development of a straight Alpha named Cal after he discovered Hierarchical Truth on this site and with the help of Master Chad and God Dino! CLICK HERE to read these posts in chronological order!
I feel sorry for most straight Alphas. The vast majority of them ignore the larger implications of their Alphahood and Hierarchy in general, content to live a good-enough life. Yet, most of these Alphas sense there’s a greater purpose within them, some gnawing, ill-defined need that they know they must somehow satisfy but can’t quite identify it. It’s like eating and eating and eating and never getting satisfied, to the point that you begin to wonder what it is you need to eat to stop the hunger pangs.
What straight Alphas are lacking is worship. Sure, their women can be adoring, but they rarely worship their Men. And even if they do, it’s always conditional. Sex comes with conditions, service comes with conditions. Women don’t view their Men as superior, beings blessed with the authority and power to lead. They don’t OBEY their Men. They don’t honor them.
But still, straight Alphas somehow know this is what they deserve. Therein lies the problem.
Straight Alphas must look outside the traditional societal paradigm to truly and completely satisfy this natural need. That’s because the traditional societal paradigm is designed to put Alphas in boxes with inferior males. limiting their power and influence. Society offers only a narrow definition of an acceptable Man or acceptable Male behavior, so that all Men will live by the same rules.
But an Alpha is NOT a beta (and certainly not a faggot). A beta male can be fulfilled while married to a wife, raising 2.5 kids, and working at a job for 40 years. A beta can be satisfied with an ordinary life. But there is NO WAY an Alpha can EVER be satisfied with that. They are BORN with a NEED for conquest, for domination, for success, and for WORSHIP.
That was the conundrum I encountered when I first met Master Cal a few years ago. He came to me practically panting and salivating in my inbox after reading about Masters Dino and Chad on the site. He heard the “ring of truth” in the accounts and on the site, and HAD to know more. At the time Master Cal was simply Cal, an unhappily married straight Alpha trapped in an suffocating life. He was very much like Mr. Incredible, stuffed into a too-small car and stuck in traffic.
Cal knew that the glorious life lived by these incredible God Alphas was what his life was missing. Hierarchy answered the question Cal carried around inside him like wet clothes. So Cal demanded that I connect him with Master Chad, which I did. AND CAL’S LIFE CHANGED FOREVER!
Before meeting Master Chad, Cal had never used a faggot in any way. But it didn’t take him long to try it, and discovered it made him feel incredibly powerful. That, combined with the endless worship and adoring service he received from so many faggots, made Cal realize his previous life was a sham. He had been living life at only 20%, but these new God Alpha brothers like Master Chad were living life at 1000%. He had to have it all.
Nowadays Master Cal lives in a tropical paradise with Masters Dino, Chad, and Dean, overseeing an island Kingdom in a life that feels more dream than reality. He owns a personal faggot, terry, and he’s waiting on the birth of his triplets bred into one of the many women he fucks.
All because he recognized that unfilled need inside himself, and then took action to become what he was born to be. A Master. A God Alpha.
Master Cal heard from Master Phillip that I had written about him, so he wanted to update me on his current life as well. Here’s what Master Cal said:
Hey fagboy,
Goddamn it’s hotter than a mutherfucker out there! I just came in from checking the solar panels. They’re treated to prevent rust and shit but I gotta service them on a regular. A/C is important here. We could make it without electricity but it would be rough. Who wants to fuck in 110°?
How’s My fagboy? Yeah, I’m standing here, sweat pouring off Me. My terry has peeled the sweaty clothes off Me. Got to wear clothes working outside so not to burn on the sun. faggot wanted Me of course, after undressing Me, but I’m not horny so I let her drink My piss. I’m going to the family room and have a beer. I told her she could chew on My sweaty drawers and rub her clit since I’m good right now. she knows she could seek out another Alpha but she loves Me and would rather focus on Me. Ain’t she sweet?
Phil came racing into My room earlier telling Me He’s on the site now. Sinister Phil was as giddy as a kid! I shouldn’t say that but I’ve only seen Him like this one other time, the time He realized just who He is and had fucked every hole here. Even though He had Alpha confidence all His life He never found any appreciation of that fact. Through the rainbow and now the website He’s really enthusiastic about knowledge of His Power being “out there”. He’s still plowing His cunt. He’s been boning her since reading the post. I’m keeping an ear out in case things get too hot. Believe Me, We Men can tell the difference between a fag screaming in ecstacy and one screaming in pain. Plus all Us Guys know each faggot, their joys and their flaws and talents so it’s pretty easy to tell when one is upset. Most try to hide any discomfort but they can’t hide shit from Us.
I know Philly is going to write when He emerges from His fuck-a-thon. Poor whitey, wait, I mean Phillip’s cunt, she’s tough but He was a wild dude when they holed up. Chad almost joined them but then decided it was better for them to be alone. That way they can become more intimate, get closer. Chad says Phillip’s in love but won’t cop to it. I’m not sure Philly can love anybody but I generally go with Savior’s thinking because it’s a rare occasion when He’s wrong about anything, especially when it comes to reading people and their emotions. I look up to Chad. He’s My big Brother and Our leader. Jesus! We sound almost like a cult! We call others out though. We speak Our minds, fuss, fight but when it’s all over We know who earns the title of God Alpha and it’s Chad.
My Boys are doing great! terry loves being a mommy and loves to play like I’ve knocked her up. LOL she’s maybe more excited than Me that the triplets will be here soon, the Boys anyway. And fuck, I’m over the moon about them. Goddamn faggot! Do you know how fucking EMPOWERING and FULFILLING it is knowing I created life! And I get to teach and shape those hellions into whatever nature intended them to be. Alpha, faggot, and everything in between, whichever they are they’ll be taught the correct way to see the world and be raised with brothers who have been taught correctly as well.
I’ve been here in the kitchen, picking at the remains of the leftover feast from last night. Wild roasted boar and asparagus. I remember My old life, grabbing stale chips while I wondered how bored I’d be by the end of the day. Shit, now I’m a God, well a disciple of one anyway and that’s good enough for Me. You know, Me and Dean are real close. He’s the best friend I’ve ever had. Yeah Me and Chad are close too but He’s got too many responsibilities that take up His time. He can’t just, say, pick up and run down the beach any time like We can. Chad is 23 but carries the burden of running this family and the business. He’s an amazing Dude! SO mature, intelligent, and definitely full of charm, sex, funny as hell! Dude’s got it going on! In every aspect of life and He’s fucking 23! It blows My mind boy.
terry’s finished her little playtime and is looking at Me like I’m a slab of meat. I’m not but I GOT a nice slab of meat for her. Guess I’ll go and let her feed. LOL Oh, We been divorcing Ourselves from electronics whenever possible so I haven’t been keeping in touch. It’s easy to forget the outside world when you live in paradise and nothing else is denied to you. Hell, I’m looking out My window and see jaye (Master Dean’s fag wife Jimmy) blowing a guard. LOL Where else but Alpha island, right? Every faggot here is a giggling happy cumdump. And every Alpha a raging, yet sated MAN! What a life! Later, fagboy. Betcha wish you were riding My cock. Fuck, I KNOW you do. MASTER CALVIN
I’ll bet that’s not how your average Male friends talk, and not how your average Male friends live!
Can you sense the infinite satisfaction in this message from Master Cal? Can you hear the roaring of those words? THAT is how an Alpha is meant to live! FULLY ALIVE! FULLY ENGAGED! A GOD-MAN-BEAST without limitations!
While most straight Alphas are stopping by a Subway to grab a sandwich during a lunch break from work, Master Cal is tearing off hunks of succulent meat from a roasted boar while getting his dick sucked on a paradisiac beach! He enjoys endless holes, endless conquests, endless abundance.
And most of all, he enjoys endless worship!
This is what hierarchy promises to all Alphas willing to take what they deserve from a world made specifically for them to rule!
So if you’re a straight Alpha who isn’t living a life comparable to Master Cal’s, you’re selling yourself and your Alpha heritage short. You’re surrendering a life of limitless possibilities because of confusion, bias, and fear.
Tell yourself what Master Cal said years ago: “No more. No more ordinary, average life.”
Alphas were not born to be ordinary, to live like other Men.
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.
This post is part of a thread chronicling the rise of God Alpha Master Chad, the first-born son of Master Dino and primary heir to his throne. CLICK HERE to read these posts in chronological order!
When you’re a straight God Alpha like Master Dino, you naturally hope to have sons who will be powerful enough to carry on your name as well as your Alpha legacy. I’ve come to understand the importance of this better through the years on this site. The Alpha fraternity is an exclusive one that is jealously guarded and cultivated by the Alphas within it. There’s nothing that an Alpha father wants more than to pass on his Alpha genetics and attributes to his sons.
So imagine the pride God Dino has today as he looks at his firstborn son, Master Chad. He’s a prolific breeding machine who has already created more children at his young age than some smaller nations. He’s also terrifyingly dominant, a literal force of nature that will charm your pants off of you while simultaneously blowing your house down. He lives and breathes and embodies Hierarchy in ways that rival the gods of Greek mythology.
Indeed, the entire extended family of God Dino personifies Hierarchy, and they’ve lived in this bubble of perfect balance thanks to adherence to those standards. At the top of the Family pyramid is, of course, God Dino, but right underneath him (only by age) is Master Chad.
But not anymore. Something dramatic happened after God Dino moved the entire clan to an unnamed island to escape Trump’s Nazi regime, something that will transform the dynamics of the entire family.
I’ll let Master Chad explain it:
Sup fucknut?
I bet your faggot ass has missed her Savior, ain’t ya? LMFAO Dino said He wrote ya. Ain’t had email, phones or jack shit for weeks until 2 days ago. I guess He explained the gap in communication and movin and shit.
Anyways, life couldn’t be better. I am the official Head of the Family now. Before Pop left He gathered all the Alphas and faggots and passed the reins on to Me in an impressive impromptu ceremony with candles and wine. It’s a tradition in la Famiglia. [See, Dino ain’t the only one with intellect, cockjockey] LMAO He put the God ring on My finger, kissed each cheek and told Me, “cum nell’universo, tu sei Mio Figlio.” [The God ring is recognized by all that know Us as THE proof of leadership] Then He had food and more wine brought in and He left to punish the world. He’s pretty normal with Us but I’m hearing stories about how He is with other people out in the world. He’s bein’ a Goddamned hardass. He don’t give a FUCK right now. I love Pop. I’m worried about Him. Since mommy kicked it He just ain’t the same. I mean fuck I miss her too and We was really close but her and Him had a real special. A connect like Dino and jaybo. Fuck, like Me and My fagwife. Like Me and Dino. Fuck it. A Man’s gotta do what a Man’s gotta do, ya know fuckwad?
Me and Philly, oh shit. Ya probably don’t know Phil. He’s My best friend here. He lives on one of the big islands not 20 miles from here where Us Dudes sometimes go drinking. We met a long time ago and kinda kept in touch. It took some time after I beat His fucking ass for Us to be Buds and for Him to see how Real fuckin Dudes live life. Then, it took another little while for Him to try the life and He visited while mommy was sick on the other island. Now We’re here and can’t get rid of the fucker! LOL His 1st night of actually fucking fags [last Sunday] the Bastard fucked Himself unconscious!! LMFAO It took Him forever to fuck one. All He’d ever do for years was let a fag suck Him off. Even after We got here weeks ago, the fucker STILL wouldn’t give in to His own fuckin needs. Dufus would get 7 or 8 nuts and His dick would still be rock hard. He was dying to fuck em but He thought it wasn’t manly. I finally convinced Him by reminding Him how I had My dick in greenies mouth right then and how I had beat Him down hard when We 1st met. I asked Him if He thought I was Macho and He said yeah. BONG! The truth hit Him and poor greenie got fuckin raped right then! LMAO He fucked every hole in the rainbow until He really fell out exhausted. It was a fuckin trip, bitch. I’ll see if I can talk to Him about telling you His story since ya like that shit. It’ll take awhile cause He’s so iffy about everything. He’s still a Alpha toddler. I got a lot to teach Him.
Speaking of toddlers, and older rugrats, the Little Lords are growing like meth crystals around here. LOL The Prince and Dino’s little Man are as tight as Me and Dino. You should see em showing the others who to look up to and depend on. It’s pretty cute. Me and Dino’s got a bet that 2 of em are gonna be fag boys. It’s cool the way the 2 submit by bringing the top 2 Alpha Boys drinks or whatever They want. Cal’s Boys are growing fat and happy like babies should. All Us Dudes are bustin with pride over Our Boys. I can’t wait til puberty when I can give em that final gift of Their heritage the way Pop did with Us. I’m just now getting a sense of the absolute aplomb and honor Pop felt showing His Boys what it is to be a Real fucking MAN! Goddamn faggot, the shit I’ve accomplished, the holes I’ve conquered, the adoration of My faggots, NOTHING compares to the thought of showing My Sons the true meaning of life and Alpha existence! Being a God is something else, cumhole. You’ll never know this experience. Being a fag, I don’t think ya could handle the astonishing POWER of it all. But I’ll turn Philly on to your site and We’ll see if He’s Man enough to say in print that He’s obsessed with fag fuckin now. LMAO
Dino was gonna blab about My coronation but I wanted to tell ya, cunt. Hell, you’re My faggot as much as His. You’ll find that out if ya really want to and ain’t too chickenshit when the time comes, pole smoker. LMFAO I promised c.c. Me and Philly would fuck her so I gotta go. Don’t sweat it, fucktard. I’ll get back to ya soon.
So first of all, I’m really fascinated by this news about an actual coronation ceremony that culminated in God Dino giving Master Chad his official Family ring in symbol of the changing of the guard. How awesome! It’s really indicative of how seriously the Family views Hierarchy and its importance in their lives. I’ve often been accused of being fanatical about Hierarchy, but this even surprised me.
I’ve asked Master Chad if he can send a pic of the ring. Hopefully he agrees!
So with Master Chad now the official head of The Family, He has continued to add members to their ranks, namely this Alpha named Philly. This is one part I absolutely love about how Alphas deal with each other, introducing each other to faggots and guiding them to greater levels of power. Once again, this is an aspect of the closely-guarded Alpha fraternity. I’m sure Sir Philly will have a lot to say if he ever decides to reach out to me!
I also love the details Master Chad provides about his growing sons, and particularly what he said about the two possible faggots among them. He’s still a proud Papa, but he’s acknowledging what he knows is true after ruling over females and faggots his whole adult life. It’s better that they become what they were born to be rather than try to force them into a role unsuitable for them. I commend my Master Chad for this!
As for Master Chad’s veiled challenge, I’ll say this: once I’m free of probation and I manage to get free of America, I very well might just make a pit stop at a small island nation ruled by a God Alpha and his legion of progeny and faggots!
The following post is part of a thread chronicling the blessed life of gay God Alpha Dean, twin brother of his faggot Jimmy and part of the Hierarchical family of God Alpha Dino. CLICK HERE to read these posts in chronological order!
In the long life of this site, there have been few threads to compare with the wondrous Hierarchical family raised with haphazard care by God Alpha Dino and his dearly-departed faggot wife Jamie. Jamie infused Master Dino with lots of money from a career writing in Hollywood, and he spun it into a massive fortune like some possessed Rumplestiltskin.
But even Master Dino would admit that his real fortune comes from his glorious sons. Masters Chad and Dean carry his God Alpha genetics, and his other son Jimmy makes him proud as a truly dedicated faggot. And together like a warped family they have built out a small, self-contained empire of Alphas like Masters Cal and Shane, and a bevy of faggots serving the Men day and night in a heavily-guarded compound secreted away in the mountains.
And so it has been ever since Master Dino and Jamie reached out to me so long ago, and it has been one of the great privileges of my fag life to know them and their motley crew. But circumstances have changed lately, as Master Dean reveals in his latest letter:
I regret you were uninformed as to Our recent deployment. As developments unfolded, everyone has been without internet service until the tower was installed.
As the Fanta fascist has begun its destruction of Our country, Father thought it best to close the complex, regroup, and, at least for a time, relocate. A smaller complex was built on an island near mommy’s. It was once an animal preserve but had gone back to ‘normal’ after the majority of the animals died off. Father’s tarriences were fueled by arranging the new home, complete with guards and protection. We and the faggots are turning lovely shades of brown again. There are some game animals still but they are safely fenced out, safe until My Holy Brother’s hunting instincts rush to the fore that is.
It’s has been a whirlwind of experience with sweeping changes for all. bunny and the rainbow have gratefully adapted to the changes and seem happier than ever before. I shall admit to you that Chadwick and I had a private assignation last evening and I feel more masculine than one can imagine. I never thought I could love My Brother more but I do. It is a strange, almost diabolical thing. My Brother and I can be working, which jokingly might start a wrestling match, which leads to carnality. It is almost unthinkable to submit to any Man. It actually sickens Me to imagine another Man inside Me but, oh, how fitting it is to feel and see Chadwick taking His pleasure from Me. It is an odd, unique bond. I would murder any other Man who attempted this violation of Me but The Savior’s magnificence somehow placates and soothes such homical impulses. It is a precarious situation. While equally strong, My love for bunny is quite different. For as phantasmagorical as the situation is, it is EXTREMELY satisfying for your King. I dominate all except for the most masculine of Men. It is a glorious, wonderous experience for this proud Alpha Male. I suppose it could be a humbling thing for others but I have known since birth that Chadwick would be the leader of We Brothers so the concerns of My submission to Him were softened by that fact.
My bunny is truly an adult now. she and c.c. have become mommy, for all intents and purposes. Cal and Chad are as true Brothers and We three casually and purposefully use faggots, grabbing them up from happy play, blessing them with sex and semen, then lolling about with refreshments while they giggle and play in the surf contented with Men’s fluids inside them.
Father is gone again on His quest to right the wrongs of the world. We shall discuss His lofty ambitions another time. The Sons of We Gods flourish in this climate and are quickly becoming little Men. My Holy Son and The Prince have become inseparable and are already asserting Their dominance. They are 7 and 6 respectively and have already been ‘caught’ demanding suspected faggot brothers to serve them in children’s ways. It is satisfying to observe Them asserting Their dominance. We have concurred that two boys are faggots as they happily do as the Alpha Boys say. It fills We Men with extreme pride. My bunny says hello to you as she swallows My surfeited slab of flesh. Lol
I must stop as redfaggot has appeared, hunger in her entire face. My mornings activities are assured. Goodbye for now little one. Your King must take and dominate.
First of all, I was so relieved (also astonished) to hear that God Dino has taken the extraordinary step of building a brand new secured mansion on an island outside the United States. It’s breathtaking what wealthy Alphas can do! Nobody strategizes better than God Dino, and he sees the handwriting on the wall: America is falling into fascism, and his family is endangered. So many Americans want to do the same thing right now (including yours truly), but they lack the resources and the Alpha mentality to make things happen at will. I’m so glad that God Dino, the ultimate Protector Alpha, has moved his massive flock out of danger!
Master Dean also touches on something I will be writing about more at-length (also a possible podcast episode) about Alphas breeding Alphas. All of the Alphas have been bred by Master Chad at some point or another regardless of their sexual preference. But, as I will discuss in more detail later, that breeding doesn’t diminish their Alphahood in any way. In fact, it tends to strengthen their Alphahood.
Now, Master Dean is a gay God Alpha, but being gay doesn’t mean he wants a cock in his ass or in his mouth. But what he DOES want is the massive shot of Master Chad’s virile cum. The sharing of cum between Alphas is a potent way to share Alpha genetics.
I’m also really intrigued by the way the sons of Masters Chad, Dean, and Cal are growing together and already developing natural Hierarchical tendencies at such a young age! It’s even more definitive proof that these roles arise organically from within us from birth!
The beautiful part is the young faggots will be raised Hierarchically with all of the love and support that most faggots do not enjoy!
I am always in awe of Master Dean. His power and depth of intellect and understanding are absolutely unmatched by anyone except perhaps God Dino and Master Chad. I’m so fortunate to have Master Dean’s loving protection in my life, and his god-like example to share with the world!
The following post is part of a thread chronicling the development of a young Mexican Alpha named Master Jose. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!
I feel like I understand Alpha hierarchy about as well as anybody who is not Alpha, and probably better than quite a few true Alphas as well. I’ve studied it all of my life, and my Alpha hierarchy model (as defined in the pinned post on this site) has proven to be incredibly accurate.
But models and graphs can’t always dictate or accurately predict human passion or need. Each Alpha within the hierarchical model responds to it in their own way, and their responses must be respected even if we might disagree.
I recently wrote about the months-long Alpha vacation arranged by Master Lorenzo that included Master Juan and Master Jose and all of their faggots. I also wrote about how Master Lorenzo convinced Master Jose to suck his cock four or five times, and how this is something Alphas do with each other to more sharply define Alpha hierarchy.
I kind of thought that would be the end of the matter, but Master Lorenzo’s interests have apparently developed since then. Read what Master Jose wrote to me yesterday:
Hey Sam,
This is Jose from Mexico again. I’ve been talking with my brothers Lorenzo and Juan everyday since I came back from Lorenzo’s paradise. I really need your opinion because my brother Lorenzo is getting more and more serious about fucking me. You know that I gave him some blowjobs and really liked it, but now he’s telling me that he really wants to try my ass next time I go to his paradise.
I trust my brother completely and I don’t think it will hurt or he will humiliate me. But I still have a big mental block, I’m afraid that Gio and Rafa will see me as another fag if I let Lorenzo fuck me. Lorenzo told me that I should see this situation as an opportunity to learn more about hierarchy and how complex it can be. He said that there is no reason to be afraid because we’re brothers and he just wants to establish our roles, not cause me any harm. He always tells me that I don’t need to do it if I don’t want it, and I can keep using Gio and Rafa, but he also says that he will be much happier to have me in his house if I let him do it as a proof that I respect his alphahood as a King. I don’t know, I guess he’s right but I told him that I want to bring this discussion to your website and he said it’s a great idea. We’re both curious about your opinion, so please be completely honest.
Juan and all the boys know that Lorenzo wants to fuck me but the fags are really polite and discreet, they never mention this. But Juan texted me a few days ago to tell me that nothing would change between us if I decide to do it. He also said that when we got together for our summer break he brought Bruno and Lorenzo had his 2 boys available for us, so Juan thinks it’s fair that I accept my place as an Alpha but a less powerful one who doesn’t own any fags yet. He was nice to me and said that I need to follow my heart because life is too short. He also guaranteed me that Bruno will still serve me no matter what happens. Juan said that I should talk more with Bruno to understand how different we are because Bruno lived for years like a Master and today he’s a completely submissive bottom, while I have no doubt in my mind that I’m an Alpha.
I don’t know Sam, I feel really attracted to Lorenzo, to be honest. Although he’s not the stereotype of the porn star, he has a thick cock, big balls, and treats his fags with so much care, love, and power. He’s my biggest role model and he knows that. So the only man who I’d ever let touch my ass is Lorenzo for sure. He became a wonderful friend and mentor, so he deserves to have what he wants. But I still have a big mental block and sometimes I feel that the second he puts his cock inside me, nobody will ever see me as a Man again. What do you think Sam? Am I being ridiculous and overthinking this whole thing? I really value your opinion and whatever you say will have a big influence on my decision…
So this is getting pretty serious. Master Lorenzo has it in his mind and heart to breed Master Jose, and from what I know of Master Lorenzo, he’s unlikely to easily let this go.
The deeper question of WHY he needs to do this to his Alpha brother is the part I struggle to understand. Maybe there’s no way for me to understand it as a faggot.
But fortunately I do have examples to rely on to help guide me through tricky waters such as this. Primarily, I have the legendary example of God Alpha Chad (son of God Alpha Dino) to shape my thoughts. You see, Master Chad has fucked and bred every powerful Alpha in Master Dino’s mountain fortress (except for his father, of course). I haven’t written much about any of that out of respect for the Alphas he’s fucked, but I simply can’t leave it out of the equation this time.
Most of the Alphas Master Chad has bred are straight, with the exception of his younger God Alpha brother Master Dean. So why would they allow Master Chad to mount them? From what they’ve told me, Master Chad is irresistible and quite powerful, and they respect him so much that they felt compelled to submit to him!
And here’s another curious after-effect of being bred by Master Chad: all of the Alphas reported feeling more powerful afterwards, as if Master Chad had transferred some of his Alpha power into them. They felt like the fraternity was more deeply forged through these breeding sessions.
I use the word “fraternity” intentionally here, because we also see something like this in college fraternities in America. Frat houses have hazing rituals for new recruits, and these rituals often involve humiliating sexual acts. Why are they doing this? Again, there’s some aspect of Alpha hierarchy that involves Alphas dominating each other while still respecting each other as Alphas.
Here’s another analogy many will recognize: have you ever seen two dominant Men get into such a heated argument that they start beating each other up? What often happens after that? One wins and the other loses, but they’re both laughing together afterwards. Why does this happen? It’s because Men don’t care about the physical aspects of dominance as much as they care about respect. Even a Man who loses a fight gains respect among other Men because he stood up and fought.
Having said all of that, I’m torn about how to advise Master Jose. As a faggot, I wish Master Lorenzo would just put this idea away and focus on his growing army of devoted faggots. Does he really need to put his Alpha brother through this type of hazing?
I do wonder if Master Lorenzo heard the story of Master Juan conquering former Master Bruno and taking ownership of him and thought he might try that with Master Jose. However, I don’t believe Master Jose is a secret faggot like Bruno was. If that is Master Lorenzo’s intention, then I think his motivation is wrong.
Master Lorenzo is deeply respectful of Hierarchy, and it informs almost every decision he makes for his life. I think he’d approach fucking and breeding Master Jose much the same way Master Chad does when he fucks one of his Alpha brothers: Alpha hierarchy enforcement.
This enforcement is merely a wrestling match between respected opponents, but the winner was already decided … by nature.
I’m not necessarily endorsing Master Lorenzo breeding Master Jose – I still wish it would go away – but there is precedent here.
But Master Jose has the right to say “no”, and that should be fully respected as well. I would be quite disappointed if Master Lorenzo cut Master Jose off unless he submitted his ass for breeding.
I would also suggest that Masters Lorenzo and Juan help Master Jose to develop his skills so that he can more confidently take and own faggots. Culturally speaking, Master Jose’s background might be holding him back or creating gaps in his abilities.
A lack of experience can be more effectively addressed with training him rather than breeding him in my opinion.
But again, much of the dynamic that exists between Alphas is beyond my experience as a faggot. The fact that Master Juan seems to be endorsing such a breeding session makes me think it’s something much more important and necessary than I do.
But, as for me, I will always respect any decision of my Alpha superiors. If Master Jose refuses, I will respect him just as much as I would if he submits. I do not think less of Master Dean or Master Shane because Master Chad has bred them. I just understand that Master Chad is the ultimate God Alpha among them.
Master Lorenzo is the Master Chad of this group, and he has the same God Alpha needs.
I think I’ll stop there. Discerning readers will know my “answer” to this issue, but I’m intentionally leaving wiggle room because of the factors involved.
Hierarchical waters sure can get muddied sometimes, can’t they?
The following is part of a thread following the development of a straight Alpha named Cal after he discovered Hierarchical Truth on this site and with the help of Master Chad and God Dino! CLICK HERE to read these posts in chronological order!
In the wild history of this site, there’s never been anything like the rise of Master Cal. He reached out to me as an everyday straight Alpha trapped in a loveless marriage after reading what I was writing about Hierarchy. After mentoring him a little bit, I put him in touch with Master Chad, son of God Alpha Dino. Master Cal immediately made a beeline for their family mansion in the mountains, and discovered the wonders of faggot worship for the very first time. His eyes were opened, and he never went back to his past life.
That was four years ago. In that time Master Cal has ascended to heights rivaled only by his Alpha brothers there at The Mansion. He has spent his days and nights fucking and breeding pussy both female and faggot, rabble-rousing with fellow hellion Master Chad, and embracing the ultimate life promised to all God Alphas by the majestic mechanisms of Hierarchy.
Needless to say that His exposure to his Alpha brothers Masters Chad and Dean had a powerful effect, but it was the life-changing intensity and vision of God Dino and his fag-wife Jamie that really trained Master Cal and sculpted him into the reality-bending powerhouse he is today.
All of that happened because a silly faggot with training and experience decided to dedicate itself to teaching others the truth on a website it made (that’s me, BTW)! Crazy!
Master Cal gave me a updates over several days. Some of it I cannot share here, but here’s what I can:
Interesting that, at least to My ass, you’re still a “boy”. Fags are girls to Us Guys but you rank a little higher with Me. Maybe because you were the first hole to aid in My ascension. I don’t know but I do know you’ll always be My fag boy and if the opportunity ever comes, I’ll fuck you bloody in appreciation. Sounds good, doesn’t fag boy? lmao
It’s all good here. Word was you were doing a podcast concerning Me but what got put up last wasn’t it. Still going to do it fag boy? I got My ego puffed like a cock by a porn fluffer then got fucking disappointment instead.
I guess Chad and Pop will be back soon. We sure have kept the rainbow busy. Dean’s got to let them rest a day or two before They are back so the fags can be prepared for the onslaught of rutting. Us Guys have really given the whores a workout! I don’t believe My cock has been this sore since My first days here. Goddamn little bunny! she is on fire for Tank and everyone else not sleeping or cumming in something else. I tell you fag boy, that little giggling slut will yell when You mount her like You’ve killed her but then she’ll wrap her little legs behind her head. That slams her pussy down on Your cock making everything super fucking tight. A Dude can barely get a good thrust going before she’s cumming like a cunt and milking His cock and in total ecstasy. Some Alphas don’t but I like seeing the effect My Power has on a lesser thing. It’s hot as fuck and leaves Me energized and more than ready to rape any goddamned hole I choose.
I’m gone fag boy. It’s lunch time. Since it’s Saturday and Pop is gone, Dean allows the rainbow to forego cooking lunch. Instead, Us Guys choose from a laid out array of meats, cheeses, and various breads and condiments. Damn boy, until I came here I didn’t even know what Camembert was, or Foie Gras or mountain oysters but now I have them anytime I want. Hell, fucking food is fed to Me if I want. I deserve nothing less than total satisfaction in My life and, by God, that’s exactly what I’m going to have. My Big Brother showed Me what a Man’s whole fucking existence is and I gratefully adapted to the facts. The most negative things in My present life are sometimes i got aching, empty junk and the occasional fag mishap. It’s easy to overuse such willing, anxious faggots when they fucking beg Us to fuck them senseless.
Goddamn. Speaking of begging, here’s whitey (whitefaggot) and bunny (Jimmy). Dean must be sleeping and I know these two whores have sucked off J.B. and one of His guards cause I saw them outside of a guardshack. Fucking little sluts. Well, guess I’ll bust another nut while I eat My duck sausage roll and potato salad. No rest for a Deity, I guess. lol Later, fag boy.
It’s insane to see how far Master Cal has come from those tentative early days when I first met him! Back then, the world’s conditioning repressed his Alphahood almost completely. Now, after rinsing in the clear hierarchical waters of God Dino’s Alpha Paradise, Master Cal speaks with an electric urgency that reminds me a lot of Master Chad!
Speaking of which, Master Cal also REPRODUCES like Master Chad. Until recently, I had no idea Master Chad had impregnated one of the many local women he fucks. Well, a few days ago that woman gave birth to Master Cal’s first children – TWIN SONS! God Dino arranged for his lawyers to swoop in immediately and get complete legal custody for Master Cal to bring them back to The Mansion!
As you might expect, Master Cal was beaming!
You’re Goddamn right, hole! I got 2 Sons! I’m so potent I busted twins in the bitch! I’m so pleased right now that after I finish taking in Their cuteness I’m going make My faggot a very happy cum hole.
I’m going to keep this short, fag boy but I want to show you how much I appreciate your help bringing Me to My Family. Pop said He wanted to adopt Me and give Me His name! Fuck! I’m a Goddamn D******** now! Fuck faggot! You got a clue how hard that made My sorry ass? I signed those papers quick, faggot. Chad laughed and said i signed them like there were about to disappear out of My hands. Smartass mutherfucker. Lol My terry and whitey look so sweet feeding the Boys. Goddamn I’m a Powerhouse of a Man!
Fuck, I’m pumped!! But here’s My gift to you fagboy, since I can’t fuck you bloody. My Sons names, in order by birth:
Calvin Dean D*******
and
Chadwick Samuel D*******
I already know Their tags though, C.D. and Cas. Going to change the Little Kings and put em down. Then I’m going to rape and breed every Goddamned hole I find. I feel like I could fuck the world, bitch! I just might do it. I’ll get back soon fag boy. I hope you know the blessing I just gave you, you sweet little cum dump. I told you I owed you something. Now you got it. I’m telling you one fucking day I’m going to come and fuck your dirty faggot ass like you’ve always dreamed a real Man would do. Huh. Filthy fag boy.
Master and Father,
Calvin Franklin D*******
Did you catch that? Master Cal’s second son carries the middle name “Samuel” in honor of ME!
When I saw that, I could’ve fallen over in shock. Instead, I got all weepy like I tend to do. I cannot even describe what it feels like to be honored like that by a straight God Alpha like Master Cal! I deserve nothing at all, but this great and powerful Alpha deigned to look down upon me and bequeath such a precious gift to me. I’m humbled beyond words, and I’ll be forever grateful for it! Thank you, Master!
This, my brothers, is why we serve these incredible Alphas! They deserve everything we have to give
The following post is part of a thread chronicling the journey to fulfillment of a former straight male who was subjugated by God Dino’s sons Master Chad and Master Dean, transforming him into a live-in faggot named grayfaggot. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!
In my ten years of Hierarchical archaeology (Hierarchaeology?) here on this site, the single greatest treasure I’ve found has been the large extended family of Alphas and faggots ensconced in the heavily-guarded mansion of God Alpha Dino somewhere on a forest-shrouded mountain. It’s hard to truly summarize what it’s been like to come to know so many of them intimately, to see how their lives develop and grow hierarchically. A scientist couldn’t hope for a better experiment with which to test hierarchical hypotheses.
Yet, it all happened haphazardly. Organically. Miraculously. All led by natural Alpha power and natural faggot submission. It arranged itself through the same hierarchical mechanics that have shaped every nation on Earth.
It all began the same way as the universe did, with a furious explosion. God Alpha Dino met his extraordinary faggot Jamie (his eventual fag-wife) and they set up businesses that amassed a fortune. When the time was right, God Dino introduced his sons Master Chad, Master Dean, and his faggot son Jimmy to hierarchical concepts, and they took to it faster than me on a big black dick. From there, the roster of Alphas and faggots added to the Family expanded faster than me on a big black dick (oops, said it twice!). Now the Mansion is filled with four or five live-in God Alphas, 6-8 full-service faggots (all named different colors rather than proper names), and more than twenty very young sons being raised by everyone there. (I’m sure I got some of those stats wrong, and I’m sure I’ll be corrected for it).
If you want to know how someone comes to be added to the Family, you need to look no further than the story of grayfaggot. I’d never heard directly from grayfaggot until today, and the story grayfaggot told me was so touching, but also full of deep hierarchical truths that exemplify everything I love about God Dino’s Family.
Here is grayfaggot:
Dear sam,
I never wrote you before but I’ve been in your website for years. I’m a faggot through and through. I’m not the smartest faggot and I’m very shy but my favorite Master has convinced me to talk and tell my story. I want and need to honor Him so here goes.
My sister saw this dude for a while and it was through them I started to see a tiny part of my faggot soul. I’ve been my sister’s protector since we were kids. Our dad was an abusive drunk and when she was 16 and me 15 we ran away. It was a rough time but we did ok. I’ve protected my sister against men who got rough with her etc… Now this dude she was fucking had knocked her up. I liked this dude and He told her in the beginning that he couldn’t get serious because he was Alpha and had too many holes to fill to be tied down. He said she could be a regular fuck but to never expect to be anything more than a twat for Him to cum in. My sister was so hot for him (like everybody) that she got pregnant on purpose with a baby she didnt want and hoped that would trap him. Of course it didn’t and she schemed for months but it didn’t work.
After my nephew was born and paid for by the Alpha, she hatched a plot. We went to His home, mansion really. He appeared outside with his brother and another guy who was a bodyguard. My sister started to argue with her Alpha and with one snap of his fingers a little faggot came and took My nephew inside. I almost went after them but something told me not to. Suddenly my sister tried to slap her Alpha and my instinct to protect her came out. I lunged for him when his brother blocked my path and punched me in the mouth. I’m a big faggot. I’m 6 foot 1 with broad shoulders and I’m pretty strong. I didn’t try anything for some reason. We left and going home I realized He had knocked my front teeth out. At home my sister started making revenge plans and then left to whore around. I sat thinking of all that happened while I spit blood and remembered the past few months. I never thought about my sexuality. I took it for granted I was straight and protective. I soon realized my sister’s Alpha had turned me on, especially when he gave her orders and when they fucked sometimes I would listen to them. It was so hot. Then I thought of the scene with his brother punching me. The brother was a little taller than me, muscular and very masculine. I realized my dick was hard. At first I thought getting punched made me hard but the more I thought about things I understood it was the Alpha brothers and their auras that was turning me on.
For two days I sweated these new feelings. God how I wanted the brother who hit me. I wasn’t even sure what it was but I knew I needed something from Him. I went back to His home. He came outside with his handsome brother and smiled a wicked smile at me. He said he knew I’d come back sooner or later. He took me inside where he and his brother showed me exactly what I was and am.
That was two years ago and I now am an owned and properly used faggot. I am now Master Dean’s favorite faggot other than his faggot wife. He uses me regularly and is the most wonderful Master ever. Of course you know by now that Masters Dean and Chad are the awesome men who uncovered my true nature. Master made sure my teeth were replaced and fucks and or rapes me daily. Sometimes when Master’s inner manimal comes out Master will use and cum in me then fuck another of the rainbow then fuck and cum in me again. Then he picks me up and carries me to the next faggot. While fucking one of my lucky brothers I worship his body. After he cums in the faggot he will grab me up and fuck me again, then drag me off with him to the next hole. It is the most awesome experience! Master Dean and his needs are my life now. I totally love him. I’ll never dishonor or leave Master Dean. He is my personal God. I am allowed to worship Master Chad and other Alphas here but Master Dean is my love and life. Never mind my name before. Now I am proudly named grayfaggot, Master Dean’s cum hole. My life’s purpose is fulfilled.
Thank you Sam for the opportunity to shout Master’s awesome abilities to the world. Master Chad is truly a faggot using machine and I love him but it is Master Dean that truly won my faggot soul. Whether he makes love to his faggot or rapes her, this faggot belongs to Master and Son of God, Dean. Forever.
grayfaggot
First of all, I told grayfaggot that his opening claim of being unintelligent wasn’t true, because this testimonial is extremely well-written and full of honesty and joy.
There are deep truths in grayfaggot’s account. He thought he was a straight male, big and strong, until he came up against nature’s most potent force: the Alpha Male (actually a couple of them!). And like Alphas are supposed to do, Master Chad and Master Dean policed the Hierarchy and reduced grayfaggot to the faggot he truly was inside. And how amazing was it to learn how grayfaggot was drawn back to the Family Mansion to confront his truth through the mysterious power of hierarchy.
Now grayfaggot lives in bliss. He shares a wonderful home with many others who accept what he truly is and give him purpose. He feels complete.
I’m so glad that Master Dean has taken ownership of grayfaggot. Master Dean is one of the most complex Alphas on the planet, armed with both a scalpel-sharp intellect and a fiery Alpha rage. As a gay Alpha, Master Dean understands the faggot mind in ways that a straight Alpha might not, which makes him a perfect Owner of faggots with traumatic issues.
I love Master Dean, so I couldn’t be happier that my brother grayfaggot serves my beloved Master all day every day!
I truly hope grayfaggot’s account helps all faggots understand that honesty and courage leads to fulfillment! Grayfaggot is a shining example of that!
Thank you grayfaggot for sharing your story and your heart!
The following post is part of a thread chronicling the rise and development of Master Shane (nickname: Tank), a straight God Alpha who rose to hierarchical power under the guidance of Master Dino and Master Chad. CLICK HERE for all posts in this thread in chronological order!
Trust me, I feel your pain.
The intersecting true stories of Alphas and faggots coming from Master Dino’s mountain sanctuary is so bewildering and seemingly impossible that I have a hard time keeping up with it. When something happens with any one of them my inbox is flooded with emails describing it from each perspective, and it’s my job as a reporter to try and streamline a narrative that makes some sort of sense.
Now why is this so important to me? Because I’ve fallen in love with these Alphas and faggots and their absolutely insane and fulfilling lifestyle! There simply is no better example of the power of pure hierarchical truth than Master Dino’s extended (and rapidly growing) family safeguarded at his heavily-guarded Compound in the hills.
I plan to create a flowchart to outline the current players involved in this sprawling, Yellowstone-like saga (because frankly I NEED THE HELP, just like you do!).
At Master Dino’s Compound there are many faggots, many with (literally) colorful names (they’re labeled by colors and are referred to as “the rainbow”). Then there are several God-level Alphas: Master Dino, his sons Master Chad and Master Dean, and then two “adopted” sons, Master Cal and Master Shane (Tank).
But let’s try to focus on the primary subject of this post: the glorious Master Shane.
Readers of FWA (the previous incarnation of this site) are probably somewhat familiar with Master Shane. Admittedly, you’d need a photographic memory, because he was mentioned only fleetingly in the narrative on the old site, and I never did a full post only about him. I’ve never been able to speak directly with Master Shane; I know about him mostly from the many reams of emails I share with everyone there (you really have no idea how much work and research I do behind the scenes of what you read here).
But here’s some background: Master Chad discovered Master Shane (prior to Master Shane’s introduction to the use of faggots) at a bar. Master Shane struck an immediate impression with Master Chad because Master Shane (referred to by the locals as “Tank”) was a buff, long-haired Alpha with camera-ready good looks. The two Alphas became fast Alpha brothers, and Master Chad introduced him to the Compound and the glories of faggot worship. Soon thereafter Master Shane took a position as a security guard at the Compound, while also partaking of the fleshly pleasures of faggot service and the occasional female he and Master Chad rustled up. And, like most true Alphas there, he ascended and became more powerful under the tutelage of Masters Dino, Chad, and Dean.
And that’s where left the story when I had my unfortunate episode with the fucked-up U.S. Bureau Of Prisons.
Upon my return, there was no mention of Master Shane, and I didn’t think to ask given the weight of circumstances surrounding my faggot brother Jamie’s death.
But then two days ago I received an amazing letter directly from Master Shane himself! And, like the rest of the Alphas living at the Compound, Master Shane is expressive and erudite and a pure blast of Alpha bravado.
Here’s his letter:
It’s me, Tank. Chad says you been locked up. Was there a prisoner left without an empty bag? Lol Sorry you got caught up in shit. I like you.
I live in Ireland now. Got a little stone cottage, still own little d and jon, who was bluefaggot until Brother gave her to me. I own one more fag named paddy. She’s Irish and I got a good life. I got a book of poetry I wrote that’s selling well there and I have reams more to compile. It’s a simple, good life. The faggots serve Me well and keep Me drained. In between writing and breeding My girls several times a day, life is sweet. I get on well with the local dudes. They love to drink and fight. I’m right at home there. Thanks to Pop, I even have an Alpha buddy there and We occasionally switch fags for fun and variety but He’s a homebody like Me. Our own holes are pleasure enough except when the Manimal starts scratching to be released. Even then, I hardly ever want new holes. Those days are pretty much over. I am well served at home.
I’m here because Pop dropped in on Me last week and told Me about mommy. Fuck sam, mommy was the greatest. I still miss her sweet throat. she swallowed My 12 incher like it was a Goddamned aspirin! Fuck, she soothed My mind and pleasured My body AND showed the green kid that just showed up in her home that He was an ALPHA MALE! Pop is darker than I’ve ever seen. He used My properties and thrilled them. He also terrified them unintentionally. He’s really ready to take on the world. He will make sure to blaze a path of destruction in His rage. little d is Pop’s nephew and she said she’d never seen Pop like this but the whore loved His roughness. The pussy was hurt but she didn’t care. I love fags: a bleeding pussy is a badge of honor. I get it. It does feel kind of good hurting fags a little bit because they behave like fallen soldiers, all humble and stoic about their “war wounds” as well as proud of their accomplishments pleasing Men.
I met and like Cal and, of course, I had My Brother Dean remind Me of the Alpha fights and pleasures We used to have. He’s still a tough, intelligent Alpha dude and He sure makes bunny (excuse Me, jaye) happy. Hell, before I could get in the door that little slut had My cock out and down her throat! she is definitely a size queen. she’s made sure to drink every load I’d let her have until Dino pulled her off Me! Lol It’s great knowing I’m missed.
Finally, My Brother Chad. What can I say? He’s more of a MAN than I’ll ever be. You fucking KNOW how much I love The Savior. After We “caught up” (lol) He told Me about His Sons. Boy, is He PROUD of those Little Lords. I asked the number of kids cause it was over 40 when I left. He said 38 or 39 because 1 died and like 4 others weren’t His, the cunts were knocked up before He fucked them and after blood tests the truth came out.
I’ve been here 7 hours and the rainbow of whores have had 9 nuts from Me. And there’s a Goddamned line around the corner, waiting to ride the longest Alpha cock in the place. Lol Chad is looking over My shoulder and yelling, “Fuck you Tank. Why don’t you tell her what You been REALLY wanting from Your superior Alpha Brother?” and laughed His ass off. Fucker. You are already knowledgeable of the sessions with The Savior and He knows it but Chad deservedly likes to announce His triumphs, be they Alpha or faggot. I’m not ashamed to say I am more powerful after We tussle and He breeds Me. No other Man on earth will ever do that except My Brother. It charges My fucking batteries and then together We take all the fags until they are ravaged and passed out. I can’t explain it, don’t really care to. It’s just a fact. The Holy Savior just makes everybody fall in love. He’s the perfect balance of gentleman and serial rapist. One can’t fight Him, you just want to submit. For Me, that was a big shocker. I never wanted to get fucked by anyone before. If you remember My story, I was a hustler and a couple of times I took it up the ass because of the cash but I fucking hated it. Swore it would never happen again after I met Pop and He showed Me the world. I truly believe there isn’t a Man alive, no matter His preference, who could refuse Chad’s gifts-IF He is honest. Pop is the only one I’ve met who can dominate Chad and that’s as it should be.
But enough of that, the rainbow has lunch on the table. jaye and cc have remembered all My favs and I’m starving! Coq au vin, yellow squash casserole, biscuits and honey, Egyptian green beans, and red velvet cake! Fuck, I miss My Family. After lunch and a nut, Us Guys are headed out to hunt for holes just like the old days. Life is great, faggot. I hope things turn out as well for you, sam. I hope you got plenty of Alpha cock and cum. It’s your purpose so don’t let the world or work get in the way of fulfillment, fruit. You NEED Alpha ownership to be happy. Don’t forget yourself in your rush to enlighten your brethren. You NEED guidance and cum, never shortchange yourself. you’re a good faggot.
Dream about My cock, sam. All the faggots love My sweet pole burrowing into their holes. They may scream at first but, oh how they BEG for it once they become accustomed to its massive heft and My punishing rut. Good to talk to you, sam. Heed My advice, little hole.
Master Tank
WHEW! Did you get all of that?
A few things pop out in Master Shane’s letter:
1. Yes, Master Shane prostituted himself when he was young. He had a very troubled early life, and became a classic case of latent Alphahood. Of course, nature provided evidence of his true purpose with that 12-inch dick (someone else told me it was 12.5 inches), so his Alphahood was merely dormant and waiting for the spark provided by Master Chad.
2. Master Chad has bred or fed all of the other Alphas at the Compound except his father, Master Dino. So in pure hierarchical terms, Master Chad is the truest God Alpha among them. The other Alphas who have received Master Chad’s copious ejaculations (he has hyperspermia) report that they feel even more energized and powerful (as Master Shane mentions here). I intend to write more about this phenomena later.
3. Notice how the faggots in the Compound, despite being owned by certain Alphas, are expected to be shared properties among the Alpha brothers. This is, of course, a dream assignment for any faggot; midnight rapes, testosterone-scented sheets, unforgiving throat fucks, and torrents of cum constantly pumping into every orifice. It’s a non-stop orgy, but one filled with deep love and security.
4. As Master Shane mentioned, Master Dino stopped by Ireland to visit with him. Following the death of his fag-wife Jamie, Master Dino embarked on a globe-trotting quest to test his mettle and release the rage and pain he’s feeling from his profound loss. He’s currently in Nepal with Master Chad and training with an elite group of warriors there. I’m sure I’ll eventually know more about this.
As a writer myself, I was thrilled to learn about Master Shane’s poetry book. I can only imagine what a book of poetry from a God Alpha might be like, but I hope he will share some of it with me. These little surprises I discover from the denizens of the Compound (both Alpha and faggot) keep me forever in love with them all.
I’m just deeply grateful to Master Shane for sharing more of his life with me. As always, I’m humbled to the core to carry the words of the greatest Alphas on the planet and share them with others still learning about the deeper and more meaningful aspects of hierarchy.
Thank you Master Shane, and the rest of the Family as well!
In honor of the passing of my dear faggot mentor Jamie, fag-wife of God Alpha Dino, I recently restored the influential threads of Jamie and Master Dino from FagsWorshipAlphas.com. It felt so good to spend the time rebuilding those threads, because the advice and passion contained in them are vital Hierarchical texts.
But there were still other threads awaiting restoration. First and foremost among them was the thread chronicling Master Dino’s firstborn son Master Chad’s rise from prolific straight Alpha breeder to God Alpha heir to Master Dino’s throne. FAIR WARNING: Master Chad’s writing is blistering and uncompromising, and if you want Hierarchy spoon-fed to you like a little baby, you should probably avoid it! LOL
But that’s not all! I also restored the thread of Master Chad’s younger twin brothers, God Alpha Master Dean and his faggot brother Jimmy. Master Dean might still be pretty young, but his intelligence and dominance have no equal. His brother Jimmy is a perfect little faggot trained well by Jamie and by nature itself. Their thread is one of purpose and hope, and I love both of them dearly.
Master Cal came out of nowhere in 2023 to illustrate why these threads are so important. A straight 30-year-old Alpha at the time, Master Cal happened to find FWA and began reading Master Chad’s journey … and Hierarchical truth hit him right between the eyes! I connected him with Master Chad, then Master Cal moved in with The Family and began experiencing faggot worship for the first time … and it LITERALLY CHANGED HIS ENTIRE LIFE!
Now’s the time to restore these threads because the lives of these incomparable Kings and their devoted faggots continue to evolve at a rapid pace. I’ve been a true witness to these events – hell, I’ve been part of it all – and I will continue to praise them until I can no longer go on.
THANK YOU, MASTER DINO and THE FAMILY for your love, generosity, and support!
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!
Easily one of the most intriguing developments on this site in recent months has been the revelation and rise of a 15-year-old Alpha named Lucas. I’ve been put in the enviable position of helping him understand his growing power and develop his first stable of faggot worshipers.
To assist me in this, I recruited Master Dean (a God Alpha raised by God Alphas) to guide Master Lucas in ways a faggot like me is ill-equipped to do. So far Master Dean has nothing but the highest praise for his young peer.
Under Master Dean’s tutelage Master Lucas is learning to expand the kinds of worship he receives:
Just to give you some little news. I know how much you love hearing from Me. I must say, I really enjoy the company of My older 18-yo submissive. It’s great to have a boy who is clearly mature and clever and strong but who still feels the urge to submit to Me. Also, the other day, I was with one of My other servant, My earliest childhood friend. He accompanied Me while I worked out in a park sports area. He would carry a towel and come to wipe Me off at the slightest gesture from Me. I could clearly see that he was completely mesmerized when he looked at Me in full effort. At the end, when I was out of breath, I could see that he had his eyes fixed on My armpits (I was in a tank top). So I said, “Would you like a closer look?” He nodded eagerly. I put my hand on his head and stuck his nose in My armpit. He sniffed so hard! Then he put out his tongue to lick. I was surprised, but I loved this way of worshipping My body. I wasn’t expecting it, but it was cool. He also kissed My biceps. I think I’ve discovered some new acts of worship that I’m going to love! LOL
You can imagine the pleasant surprise Master Lucas experienced when his faggot sniffed and licked his sweaty armpit and kissed his bicep. At age 15 every new sensation is like touching a live electric wire, and that’s doubly true when it comes to domination.
So Master Lucas wanted more, of course:
I find out I really love the power of My armpits! I had two others of My inferiors sniff and lick My armpits and they loved that!
Also, I kind of like those displays of power and domination in public space. You see, recently, I had My girflriend massaging My socked feet in the schoolyard. I was sitting on a bench, hands behind My head, and she was sitting in front of Me on a stool, gently massaging My feet. And the funny thing was, I saw boys, including boys older than Me, whom I didn’t know, giving Me thumbs-up and admiring glances. I loved that! I think boys really do instinctively recognize their superiors.
I feel like I’ve always new urges about how to use My inferiors and make them humiliate themselves for My pleasure. I’m disciplining Myself to keep a cool head and remain patient, but I know I’ll get everything I want, sooner or later.
This bold display of Alpha power accomplished two things: (1) it forced his girlfriend to submit to him and remain under his control, and more importantly (2) established Master Lucas’s presence at the top of the school’s hierarchical order and served notice to his Alpha brothers that he is King.
Master Lucas has been tight-lipped about his romantic life to the point that I figured he didn’t have time for a love life with the line of faggots begging to kiss his feet.
But it turns out that yes, he does have a girlfriend, and he’s teaching her to accept his desire to own and use faggots.
I have been using some of My servants with her to watch, two of them had been massaging My feet while My girl and I were chilling on the sofa. She’s a nice pretty girl and she’s crazy about Me. I know she brags about dating Me to the girls at school. But she can be a bit possessive. I may have to take care of that. She doesn’t know everything about my inferiors serving Me, but she has seen Me ordering around some of My servants and she has served Me too, like the time two of them were rubbing My feet and she was massaging My back. She knows I have a dominant personality and I think it turns her on, when I dominate boys it reminds her how lucky she is and that she hit the big prize LOL. I think I will introduce her even more to my inferiors. I want her to get used to the idea that I am to be served and worshiped by everyone I choose, including her.
It’s magnificent to see the rapid ascension of Master Lucas, isn’t it? Males are NOT all born equal, and the story of this young God Alpha’s rise should put away any lingering doubts.
How did Master Lucas become aware of this destiny, this purpose? He told me his first memory:
You know, this whole using inferiors in public thing reminded me of one of the first times I consciously realized I was superior to others. I don’t remember if I told you about that. When I was 11 or 12, dont know, I was hanging out with a school mate in the streets. Then, I noticed My shoe laces were untied. So, as a joke, I said “hey” to My mate, snapping my fingers and pointing at My shoes. But then he knelt down and laced them up. I remember that I felt great. Before long, he would often carry my schoolbag. When I would simply hand it to him, without saying anything, he would know what to do. I loved that. I think those were my first practical, conscious experiences of domination.
A simple taste of power has placed Master Lucas on a path leading inexorably toward a Kingdom of his own design! There’s nothing that can stand in his way or resist his will!
My continued discussions with Sophie, the mother of possible God Alpha Lucas, reveal a woman who has a deep respect and understanding of Hierarchy far beyond almost all of the women today. She’s a throwback in many ways, her character at once nurturing and protective of her young son, yet tempered by her knowledge of our cruel world and awed by the powerful Alpha she was privileged to bear.
She carries this all the way Spartan women once did, nobly and intensely. Every time I communicate with her, I’m reminded of this scene in the film 300, which I have clipped for your viewing pleasure:
Sophie is a Queen, the mother of a future King … and she is eager to see inferiors submit and serve her son! I have never had a women (hell, there aren’t even that many Men) who speak in such stark and reverential tones about the reality of Hierarchical purpose the way she does. It’s breathtaking, honestly.
She sent me this message after I spent some time talking to Master Lucas, which she monitored carefully.
First of all, I’d like to thank you for your very constructive exchanges with Lucas. I appreciate the servile respect you show him and I know he does too. I feel as if I’ve hired you as my son’s servant preceptor, so if I may speak to you like a boss to her staff: good job! Lucas has started chatting with the young alpha you put him in touch with, and I’m delighted that he has an older teenager to discuss his experience with, under my supervision.I have read that my son has informed you of his conquest of a new servant. The nice boy spent a whole evening at home. When I brought them dinner in Lucas’s room, his new mate was sitting on the floor at his feet while they were friendly chatting. I’m so proud to see my son handle his superiority so well.
What’s a shame is that their little scuffle, during which my son subdued him, was seen and witnesses blabbed! I’ve been contacted by the school management about this. I firmly told them that my son was not a little brat bully, that everything was agreed between them and that, what’s more, if they questioned the boy concerned, he would freely tell them of his loyalty and respect for Lucas! And I think they did: I happened to bump into the young lad in town and he said he was sorry I’d been bothered about it and that he’d come to Lucas’s defense. My maternal instinct kicked in: I stroked his cheek and gave him a kiss.
I told him: “Know that you will always be welcome at home and at my son’s feet. I know Lucas has been rough on you, but as long as you respect him as your lord and master, he’ll be good to you, I promise. Feel free to come and stay overnight anytime! We can set up a little bed for you on the floor of Lucas’s room, at the foot of his bed, I’m sure he’ll agree!”
He was delighted! This boy is just adorable. I want my prince’s little vassals to feel safe and secure in my home. As long as they bow to my son’s will and grovel at his feet, they are welcome. But whoever questions my son’s birthright will discover the wrath of a Spartan mother!
I was concerned that I had upset Sophie given how quiet she had been. She wrote this lovely coda:
My good Sam,
Do not worry about me getting upset. Believe me, if I ever were to be upset, you would know it! I keep a watchful but sympathetic eye on Lucas’ exchanges on my e-mail address and I don’t want to interfere unnecessarily. But I must admit I’m flattered that you show proper respect to the mother of a young Alpha! If I may: know that your Queen is satisfied with you!
Seeing my beautiful prince becoming a powerful king is a wonder! And I’m very glad to see boys happily submitting to him and enjoying it. I’m thrilled that there are so many of you inferior males to give him the respect and devotion he deserves.
Know that if you ever want to publish on your site what Lucas and I have written to you so far, you have my blessing.
Sophie mentioned a “young Alpha” that Master Lucas has been communicating with recently. That Alpha is none other than Master Dean, owner of his faggot twin brother Jimmy, brother of Master Chad, and son of original God Alpha Master Dino. YES! They’re still around and still ruling the world together!
I’ve heard from Master Dean, and he’s extremely impressed with Master Lucas. Under Master Dean’s tutelage, Master Lucas will absolutely flourish and become even greater than he could ever hope to be alone!
I’m humbly grateful to be witness to this incredible event, the rise of a new God Alpha King!
This post is part of a thread that follows a straight God Alpha named Dino who took ownership of a faithful faggot named Jamie that has lasted 15 years and led to marriage. CLICK HERE for all posts in this thread in chronological order!
It’s been another long time since my last update about God Dino, Master Chad, Master Dean, and all of the other Alphas and faggots living in the compound God Dino built into some nameless mountain. With this crew, it’s better to not ask certain questions.
So much has happened to each member of The Clan over the last few months that I thought it might be good to update them all at once. Well, at least update the stuff I’m allowed to discuss! Covering this rough Hierarchical assembly of Kings and slaves is like trying to describe a season of Real Housewives in which everybody gets raped in every episode.
Anyway, let’s start at the top:
I’m glad to say that Jamie, God Dino’s loyal fagwife of 18 years, made a full recovery from cancer. After an all-clear from the doctor, God Dino took Jamie on a months-long vacation to several beachfront resorts for total relaxation. God Dino left the family empire in the very capable hands of Master Chad (assisted by Master Dean) while they were away.
The long rest for Jamie proved prescient. Once they returned, Master Chad determined to add significantly to the workload…
Master Chad might be the most prolific Alpha breeder I’ve ever covered here, maybe only rivaled by California Alpha. He’s fathered more than 40 children already! Of course, since his introduction to faggot pussy (covered here), he’s basically been breeding everything with a hole and filling it with his prodigious cumshots.
Out of the children he’s created so far, he fathered 13 sons by a couple of awful females who have been nothing but problems for him. So he teamed up with God Dino to take full custody of these 13 sons!
Now the 13 infants are living in The Compound and tended to by the faggots caring for everything there: Jamie, Jimmy, and the rainbow faggots greenfaggot, bluefaggot, orangefaggot, white faggot, and pinkfaggot. The faggots take turns with the babies as they each have other duties in service of the multiple Alphas living there. Needless to say, these faggots live harried but fulfilled lives!
Master Chad wanted a fagwife much like his Father, so he chose to marry his primary faggot C.C. in a sweet private ceremony.
But that’s not all! Recently C.C. said that she wanted to have a vagina fashioned out of her useless skin flap (not a full transition, just an extra hole for her Master), so God Dino called in a few favors and arranged for surgery. C.C.’s surgery went very well and should be returning home soon!
Master Dean and his faggot twin brother Jimmy are just 16 years old, but they’ve already experienced more of life’s wonder and fulfillment than most people four times their age. If you recall, they were already having sex with each other since the age of 10 without the oversight of God Dino, their Hierarchical roles clearly defined from birth. Once God Dino took them in, they more fully accepted the truth of their situation. This allowed Master Dean to grow deeper into his very clear role as a burgeoning God Alpha, and it also allowed little Jimmy to truly blossom and thrive as his adorably insatiable faggot.
Master Dean wanted to make his ownership of Jimmy official by marrying his precious fag brother. Of course, this is difficult to do in most parts of the world. However, God Dino found out it could be accomplished in Argentina, so he flew with them out to that foreign land for the ceremony!
After the nuptials, the group then flew to Belgium for some authentic Belgium chocolate! How’s THAT for romance?!?
Many readers were inspired by the story of greenfaggot, and expressed hope that it was finding peace and success under God Dino’s care.
Indeed, greenfaggot has been doing well! In fact, greenfaggot has had a crucial role to play in the development of a powerful new straight Alpha who will soon debut here!
Schooling is progressing for bluefaggot with fine results, no easy feat considering the massive workload all of the faggots share! Recently Jamie remarked about how quickly bluefaggot is learning, which is encouraging!
This is most of what I’ve been allowed to update about The Clan. They’re very private but well-connected people, so I’m privileged to even be able to share this much.
I just don’t know if there has ever been a more intense, focused Hierarchical environment than the one cultivated by God Dino and his extended family. It’s been a wild ride, but I’ve cherished every crazy moment of it!
This post is part of a thread that follows a straight God Alpha named Dino who took ownership of a faithful faggot named Jamie that has lasted 15 years and led to marriage. CLICK HERE for all posts in this thread in chronological order!
Master Dino and his faggot wife Jamie have been extraordinarily open about their unconventional lives and their unusual family situation. They’ve done so at great risk to themselves.
Ultimately, though, Master Dino fears no Man, court, or authority. He does what he wants with anybody he wants at any time he wants.
And however hard he wants.
Master Dino recently took his faggot wife Jamie out for a vacation together for a few days. After months in that crazy house with Master Dino’s Alpha sons Master Chad and Master Dean breeding like bulls and tearing up the place, Master Dino thought it would be good for them to get a breather.
But Master Dino’s idea of a breather isn’t like that of a typical Man or even a typical Alpha. Jamie discovered that in the most painful way possible:
Well its 3 days until the twins birthday thank goodness the preparations for the ‘mini-event’ are nearly complete. i’ve been busy with that since Daddy and i returned from our Halloween excursion.
sam it was fabulous and we’ve seen those two videos so much that with Daddy extraordinary accoutrements and wicked sense of fun it was an amazing experience that fired us up in ways that guaranteed a scene both of us will treasure. I believe Daddy described the videos (and its Jordan Fox) so you know there is a playfully demonic physicality to enacting them with ‘Daddy precision’.
All in all Daddy and His dark half were thrillingly scary and way sexier than any Man, even an Alpha, ought to be. He came from the scene more the studly Alpha ManGod than ever before and has proudly strutted around making the Boys look up to Him even more and the other faggots envious of little old nothing me! Lol.
As im sure baby (Jimmy) has told you because it had to do my job for a few days, i was lost in ‘happy faggot land’ and would NOT release Daddy’s furry leg. In the past when such emotional exhibits caused Daddy concern Doc simply explained that when such an explosion of everything that is ‘us’ that i am like the acid tripper who is so high theres nothing to do but wait two days for me to come down and to allow me whatever ‘security blanket’ comforts me. My security is Daddy and since i adore His yummy legs that’s where i find myself ‘waking’ time and again after such fulfilling and joyful service.
I’ll stop here momentarily. You see, Master Dino was so turned on by the interviews I had with Master Dino that he wanted to go farther in his use of his fag wife than he’d ever gone before (which is MUCH farther than most Men ever go!).
Upon returning from that brutal trip, Jamie was so bewildered and traumatized by the experience that all it could do was hang onto Master Dino’s leg for dear life like a monkey on a swinging tree. Little Jimmy did indeed write to me to tell me this, too.
Then I found out why:
I came back after almost three days a bit bruised and battered but that was expected. Later that night I noticed my back hurt a bit but i have problems sometimes since i was injured in football almost forty years ago. By last night I couldn’t move my leg without screaming and the Boys gently carried me to bed as Daddy called Doc. His diagnosis? At least one cracked rib and–the worst thing–a pulled, possibly torn groin muscle. i got permission for my language here, its hurts like a MUTHERFUCKING SON OF A BITCH!!
my chest is wrapped like a mummy and it will be days, maybe longer until i am allowed out of bed. Doc then delivered the cruelest blow of all, announcing to Daddy that i am over fifty now and older bodies shouldn’t be doing shit that would exhaust 20-somethings. Bastard! (He he he)
Now i am propped upon the bed being fed food, drugs, and cum and served as i have done Daddy many times. Wish you could see my Savior (Master Chad). He’s being so kind and concerned, a side generally not seen by many, and He’s SO cute! Daddy enjoys that He is so caring as it says a lot about how He will deal with future faggot mishaps. He pops in every hour or so with questions like, “Are the faggots doing all you need mommy?” and “Is Pop bustin’ you enough cum cause i can shoot ya a couple more today”.
So I feel like a princess and will continue to do so even with the pain and lack of feeling useful until i heal. i am glad baby Jimmy has Zak to help it because cooking, and caring for these Gods can be quite daunting for a baby faggot. i like Zak. it fit hand in glove with this family and especially with its Savior and Master, my Chad.
Well i’m woozy from the morphine and Roxy’s so now I sleep and when I wake there will be faggots here with food and drink and loving concern or Men with cigarettes, pills, and hard dicks ready to feed the injured faggot. Either way, i believe i can survive it all. Lol
All my love brother, faggot jamie
Pulverized by Master Dino! Let’s see Master Fox top THAT!
I’m sure it’s easy for Master Dino to forget that Jamie is much older than him given everything Jamie has handled in its life. It’s been a full, rich faggot life for Jamie as the primary possession of a god like Master Dino!
But, like any valuable possession, they can sometimes be broken!
