The following post is part of a thread following the rise of a straight college Alpha named Jason who has taken ownership of a faggot classmate named Mason! CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!

I must tell you it has been a real treasure to get to know Master Jason, the incredible straight college Alpha who recently reached out to me about his latest faggot Mason. Right from the start I recognized that, even though he’s only owned faggots for a couple of years, the ownership and training of them was almost second-nature to him. We always talk about how faggots are born to serve Men, but we rarely discuss how some straight Alphas are born to own faggots.

But Master Jason was born to own faggots.

To illustrate that I have a terrific story about Master Jason’s first faggot John (this faggot, still owned long distance by Master Jason, wrote to me about coming to be owned by him. I’ll share that in a separate post.

Now back to Mason. If you’ll recall, Mason thought he might not be a faggot, but Master Jason (utilizing his natural instincts) managed to break Mason and get Mason to admit he’s a faggot. There was even some light scent training as reinforcement.

I advised Master Jason to continue ramping up scent training and intensifying it in the hopes of cementing Mason’s resolve. That was, of course, exactly what Master Jason planned to do. He has incredible patience with faggots (part of his Protector Alpha personality); he understands that faggots are broken males in many ways and are vulnerable and scared. Master Jason’s training focuses on getting the faggot to embrace this purpose and then find fulfillment in becoming an owned faggot.

So Master Jason updated me on another little setback:

So far training Mason has been a process just slower yk since he is adapting to additional tasks I’ve assigned him, but ngl he’s done a good job of worshipping me and has been such an obedient fag now and the scent training has paid dividends. He’s even volunteered to do all my laundry without me asking, and I know he’s just been sniffing at my sweat-stained clothes. But I was surprised he didn’t write either and asked him about it but he doesn’t feel humiliated, just shocked bout the whole thing yk just a lot of things for him to handle at once.  I encouraged him to write to you about his perspective though, as he admitted not thinking his perspective was more important than mine. As for chastity, I’ll definitely look into making a ceremony for sure, def think it would create a closer alpha-faggot bond between us, but taking my time with it for now.

For scent training, it’s been kinda easy just bc I mentioned when we first talked I noticed how he took some of my gym clothes before, so his resistance isn’t as high. But to make him more addicted when we go to the gym I instruct him to smell my towel everytime I wipe sweat off to get him addicted to the scent and tell him I know he wants it and if he wants to continue serving me he needs to smell them. When we get back though I throw my gym socks at him and simply tell him that I know he wants to smell them and he has until I’m finished showering to smell them. I’ve been using this to train him to my scent but one time he was still sniffing my socks when I returned disobeying me so I didn’t let him worship or sniff my pits or clothes for 24 hours.  He ended up begging me if he could just use one of my gym shirts, which I flat out refused since he was disobedient.

This has made him so obedient that he knows when he can sniff and when he has to stop and he hasn’t made the mistake since then and scent training him has been almost a daily occurrence. I also reward him everytime he finishes my homework, cooks, or does the laundry by letting Mason sniff my pits and feet for around a couple minutes to really let him know that worshipping me is a reward. I’m planning to begin scent training him to my crotch soon by giving him my sweaty underwear to break him in and get him addicted, but tryna figure it still since my experience with John was different from other stories I’ve met since he never asked to worship my cock and he seemed happy just being my slave yk. So if ya have any tips feel free to lmk but that’s how its going so far.

Most of this sounded pretty good to me, and I complimented Master Jason for his patient approach and how it seemed to be paying off.

But then Master Jason sent me this troubling update:

For Mason though I took your advice man and tried to force his face into my crotch, but even tho he admitted he was a fag, he resisted a bit and couldn’t do so. For me I don’t find it weird, I am just selective on who actually gets to see and touch my cock. He apologized about being not ready and ended up tearing up a bit about being straight before to not being a fag and I did my best to comfort him, but I had to punish him and ended up tying him up in my room for a couple hours gagged with my sock. I encouraged him to write to you because although he’s obedient and everything, he still has these moments where I have to comfort him quite often. It’s definitely been a delicate balance yk with him more than any fag I’ve used just because I still see him as a brother of sorts, but I hope he does get better.

I do plan on moving forward in training him still over a longer period of time and I still haven’t really thought about placing my seed in him seeing as he hasn’t deserved it but a hole is a hole and if proves himself worthy I may consider it. 

How disappointing!

I have no idea how a guy can actively and repeatedly steal an Alpha’s underwear and still consider himself to be straight and not a faggot. I understand that Mason at first even told me that he felt like a Top and that he was “vers”, which was ridiculous to me given what he was doing with Master Jason’s underwear.

It honestly breaks my heart that Mason cannot let go of the delusions he clings to about being straight or anything other than a faggot. Even more tragic, he’s screwing up the opportunity to serve and be owned by a truly magnificent straight Alpha like Master Jason. Unlike most of his Alpha brothers, Master Jason shows patience and, even wilder, LOYALTY to his faggots. These are qualities that are very rare, and should NEVER be taken for granted.

While there are probably tens of thousands of faggots who would love to serve Master Jason, Mason is crying and begging off of it. It’s mind-boggling.

I can only praise Master Jason for attempting to comfort this faggot that resists his ownership and guidance. Most Alphas would’ve tossed it away by now, probably, especially straight ones who could be fucking pussy instead.

Thank you Master Jason for being a great Protector Alpha, a true example of Hierarchy at its finest!

I’ve been reading your content for a while, but I am sending a message for the first time. As an experienced Alpha who has been owning fags for 20 years now, I can’t express how proud of you I was when I saw your answer to Faggot A. You said that “a faggot is a reflection of its Owner.”

What a wonderful way to put it, Sam. I’ve seen so many good boys suffering in the hands of mean Alphas. I have personalty rescued a handful of them. Today I am 41, I live in a beautiful house with two subs. We always bring other fags to have fun with us and we deeply love each other. I paid for their education and both are great professional in their careers. I watch their habits, what they eat, and their overall health to make sure they feel loved and heard.

If a Man is unable to improve the lives of his fags and women, he is not a Man at all.

Well done, Sam. I’m proud of you.

Master Santiago.

Thank you so much for writing to me, Master Santiago! 

I love hearing stories about powerful, wise, empathetic Alphas like you who understand the purpose of faggots and their needs, fears, and hopes. All a faggot really needs is a strong Alpha to use it properly and give it permission to embrace its submission. So many faggots blossom under such Alpha cultivation. Thank you for being that example! 

I’m humbled and grateful for your encouragement for my work and writing, Master. I’m merely a conduit for the truth. There’s nothing I love more than having faggots or Alphas discover the truth about their purpose through me and change their lives because of it! It has been an added purpose to what I was already doing in service, and it has transformed me as well! 

I hope we can continue to talk, Master. There’s so much I’d love to learn about you and how you discovered faggots! My email is hi*****************@***il.com.

Thank you Master! 

Yours,

sam the faggot 

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I’ve never been a huge proponent of online findom for a variety of reasons, but my main objection is this: it weakens Hierarchy by encouraging lazy, selfish faggot behavior while elevating unworthy dumbfucks to the rank of Alpha simply for being attractive or cartoonishly “dominant”.

Now, the faggot nonsense I can brush aside (after all, life will be a harsh Master in the long run), but these fake “Masters” of findom really offended me. You see, I’ve been fortunate in my faggot career to have been owned in real life by some of the greatest straight Alphas I’ve ever known. I know true Alphahood when I see it not only I’ve served them, but also because I have a deep appreciation for Hierarchical truth. And lemme tell you, Alphas aren’t defined by the number of feet pics they post online.

Having said that, I can confidently tell you that Master Virgo (@KingVir919404 on X) is one of the purest straight God Alphas in all of online findom.

I met him around 2021 and was instantly captivated by his chilly, casual demeanor. I was also excited to find out he owned live-in faggots despite being resolutely heterosexual. His early interactions with me were curt and dismissive, as if he was a movie star who couldn’t be bothered. Then one evening I was speaking with one of his live-in faggots in a Twitter Space when Master Virgo arrived home and began barking orders to his faggots, and I could sense his gigantic presence over the phone!

Another thing you quickly come to understand about Master Virgo is that he’s an Alpha who lives a high-class lifestyle bedazzled with luxury items and experiences. He associates with the wealthy and well-connected. You might catch him in exclusive clubs, or on a private beach at an expensive resort, or making a splash at The Met Ball. He smokes the best cigars, fucks supermodels, and drinks from the top shelf. He uses cash to light his smokes. Here are a few pics to give you a taste of his everyday life:

All of this lavish lifestyle is provided by Master Virgo’s large, solvent stable of owned faggots.

In fact, it’s the quality of Master Virgo’s faggots that best defines his actual power. His faggots are loyal and extremely submissive in their service to him despite the fact that Master Virgo will never give them anything sexual or romantic.

I had the distinct pleasure of speaking with one of Master Virgo’s favorite possessions, a faggot named Tyrell (@joyofsubmission on X). I asked this faggot if he might write about his experience as one of Master Virgo’s favorite owned faggots, and he wrote this:

I would like to start out by saying I’m not some self-hating, low-hanging fruit that would’ve
served just any pair feet with a middle finger. I’m an educated professional. Decent looking, sociable,
with friends and family that love and respect me. I say this not to elevate myself in anyway from any of
my brothers in servitude (I am absolutely, an owned, domesticated and completely subjugated faggot to
a real man after all), but to highlight just how powerful my Master is. He is my King, my Daddy, my
owner, my guiding light, and my purpose. I am happy to share how He came to claim what was always
His.

It all started with photo on twitter. They say a picture’s worth a thousand words, but in a true-to-this
Alpha male’s case, worth $o much more. I’ve always felt that aching need to submit to a real man and
like so many faggots before me, chased that feeling into Findom. However, I had grown bored with the
temporary, transactional sensations and had deleted my Findom twitter and resigned myself to move
on, unsatisfied. That is until the hand of fate brought a photo of who would become my Master across
my vanilla twitter timeline through a mutual’s displayed likes no less.

I was completely entranced! The style, the poise, the confidence. I had to know more, and
proceeded to do a deep dive down his timeline, greedily absorbing all I could. Before I knew it, I found
myself creating another account. Sending a message, and of course out of respect, including a
screenshot of my first tribute in over a year. He took his time responding which was a response in and of
itself. I waited on pins and needles, and was thrilled to be acknowledged by this Man. I continued to
send more tributes, and eagerly answered any and all questions He had for me over time.
In his wisdom and prescience, knowing what I had only yet begun to learn, he eventually invited
me to treat him to lunch as I had recently moved to His city. He set a date and chose a location. I was
unquestionably excited, but like many faggots in denial I thought to myself – “sure, I’ll meet him. Most
of these doms aren’t the real deal and I’m sure I’ll see that up close and personal. I’ll just get it out of my system and dispel the illusion.”

The day finally came and I couldn’t have been more wrong. From jump he provided instruction- telling
me how to dress for the occasion. Where to park and await his arrival, opening his door (I’ve since been
trained to always open every door for him when in His presence). I didn’t realize it but I was already
being trained for the role he had prepared for me. As He stepped out of His vehicle and I looked up at
Him, every question I had about His authenticity was obliterated. My knees buckled, and the only thing
keeping me standing was that He had not yet given me permission to kneel. When He finally did it was a relief and a confirmation all in one.

Throughout the course of the meal and the conversation I was so taken aback by how multi-dimensional He was. He was charming, charismatic and smooth. He was witty, thoughtful, even courteous, but always in control. He spoke to me with a familiarity that I grew increasingly desperate to earn. By the time He asked me what I wanted (already knowing the answer) I could hardly recognize myself as my lips parted and the most honest thing I had ever said escaped them – “I want to be Your bitch.” I repeated myself as he looked on expectantly and grew practically hysterical. I had lost all composure. There was no more playing it cool. My statement turned into a plea. There I was in a public restaurant, palms open and begging Him to make me His bitch. I had never been so vulnerable in my entire life.

“We’ll see”. Was His response with a cocky, self-sure smile. I knew He had already seen, but would make
me earn it nonetheless.

The rest is history. I would continue to drive to Him on my days off when requested. He quickly
established that my time was His and I offered no resistance. Each task a lesson. Each instruction a line
of code in my programming as He continued to shape me in the ways He saw fit. He broke me in good
and thorough with physical discipline of course. Took me to the pet store to pick out my own collar and
leash. A dog bowl to eat and drink out of when instructed. He made sure to instill respect and obedience
in me as second nature, but also stimulated me intellectually, and spiritually. We’d have conversations
about music, and politics and life. He’d teach me things and listen acutely as I shared my passions as
well.

From picking up His drycleaning to chaperoning His dates with women as chauffer and wallet, being a
sounding board for His business, he continued to find uses for me and grant me opportunities to serve.
My love, admiration, and respect for King Virgo only continued to bloom and I have not stopped sinking
since. He has taught me the most valuable trait for any faggot, perhaps any person, to have – Gratitude.
Three years later and it has seen me through every stage of his total domination. When I am given a foot to kiss or massage after long day, I am grateful. When I am given soiled clothes to wash, I am grateful. When I am given an opportunity to prepare breakfast, lunch, dinner and dessert, I am grateful. When I am given His piss to drink, I am grateful. When I am given a meal to cover, a bill to pay, an item to order, I am grateful.

I am grateful because I am HIS. And with that, comes a deep commitment to being the best version of
myself because that is what He deserves. I strive to advance my career, my skills, and my aptitude all to
protect his investment in me as his property and make good on the potential He sees in me. He’s the
greatest man I have ever known. He has my complete and unconditional surrender. There’s little doubt
in my mind that I will belong to Him for the rest of my life. And for that certainty, that clarity of purpose so few in this world achieve, I am grateful.

INCREDIBLE!

Speaking as a faggot who has some adjunct, distant-orbit history with Master Virgo, there is so much in this faggot’s adoring testimonial that rings absolutely true. For example, in this we experience His exacting dominance and precise expectations. You see, Master Virgo operates at a very high level, and he expects everyone he allows into his orbit – his women, his associations, his faggots – to elevate and perform at his elite expectations. You can hear that is this faggot’s words.

Now, many faggots fail and fall away under Master Virgo’s withering and relentless demands, but that’s okay. They simply shouldn’t be serving him. He will always have faggots desiring a place kneeling on the ground at his feet. What Master Virgo is doing is training his faggots, shaping them and disciplining them so that they become the best version of themselves.

I think of Master Virgo like a drill sergeant in the military. Nobody likes the drill sergeant at first as he screams in their face and abuses them, forcing them to push their bodies and minds past the breaking point. But what happens after that? The soldiers improve, becoming focused and sharpened to a fine point. By the end of it, they are grateful to the drill sergeant for making them an elite fighting force.

So it is with Master Virgo and his tight stable of elite faggots. He has fashioned and honed his faggots into the best possible versions of themselves, because they represent him and reflect on his great name.

And that view to purposeful training leads to something absolutely wonderful in his personal faggots: self-respect. You can hear that self-respect in the testimony above. Master Virgo values his faggot properties just the way he values the expensive watches, cigars, homes, cars, etc., that decorate and enrich his life. His faggots are buffed to a high shine and made to sparkle in every effort they expend in serving him. Every door opening becomes a chance to experience elite purpose, elevating the faggot and giving it meaning.

To that end, look at the collage Master Virgo created of pics he’s taken with his faggot. How many Masters would take the time to craft a loving emblem of his faithful faggot’s service?

The end result of such rigorous training and elevating is something Tyrell focuses on heavily at the end of his letter: GRATITUDE. He rightly recognizes that, as a faggot, he would’ve been nothing without Master Virgo. He would’ve been lost amongst the rabble, being used and tossed aside or worse, abused and damaged beyond repair.

But Master Virgo looked down upon him and his stable mates and saw potential in them. He gave them purpose in his service, and gave them meaning. And, like any withered plant that is watered and cultivated by a skilled gardener, his faggots have come to life and flourished under his care.

I love this video clip. Watch it first:

Some might see Master Virgo casually dribbling spit on his faggot and recoil. However, I see a faggot at peace, allowed to rest its head on its Master’s leg and watch him adoringly the way a faithful dog stares at its Owner. It’s beautiful.

I am so grateful to Master Virgo for allowing his faggot to write up this very personal tribute, as well as allowing me to publish it for the world to experience. It is my hope that all of the faggots who read this can understand that their purpose as faggots can have meaning in the hands of a straight and truly powerful Alpha King. I also hope that any Alphas reading this will also appreciate that abuse and humiliation isn’t true dominance or power.

Thanks again to Master Virgo for this unprecedented peek into his elite world!

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As you are aware, a couple days before Valentine’s Day, Declan took me to a very nice fancy restaurant. He really made me feel special.
We had decided not spend our day on February 14th and do it a couple days before. This would prevent the busy restaurants and the extra cost for going out on this day.

The next day, someone “bribed” my boyfriend and had me put in my place by kneeling and being used as a table for dinner. (The story can be found in a recent post on X.)

To summarize it, I was treated like a king one day, and then as his slave the next. He sure made me realize he loves me but then showed me that I’m also owned by him.

The following day, I woke up alone since he was gone to work. I woke up to roses by my pillow and rose pedals on the bed with a note:

“My dear Love,
Enjoy this day and know you are loved by me and that you belong to me forever!
You make my life better and I will be there for you.

Love D xxx”

I was excited and this made my morning!

Fast forward to me walking home from work, I had kept a gift bag at work and was walking home with it. I walked in and he greeted me with a great big hug and kiss. He was dressed up very nice.
I was still at the entrance of our home and after he kissed me he grabbed my hair and directed to my knees. He said:

“Smell! Does it smell good? Pull my cock out and put my cock in your mouth.”

I unzipped and I had to be gentle when taking his cock out since it was hard as a rock. I placed it in my mouth and he hit my hands away. I immediately placed my hands behind my back and sucked him for about 5 minutes until he pulled out and walked away.

I got up and was told to shower and get ready. In my head I was excited and thought he had planned a surprise night out for us and was instantly hard in my chastity.

Once I got out of the shower, he met me in the washroom and kissed me and grabbed my hand and walked me in the room.

I’m naked and only wearing a chain around my neck, ankle and my cock is locked in my chastity. He was dressed up to go out and I asked.

“What would you like me to wear tonight Declan?”

Declan: “Oh babe you are fine naked”

Seconds later I was thrown in the cage and the door was locked with a zip tag that had a serial number on it. Confused, I asked “What’s going on?”

Declan: “We still owe @BindMeTightly from X 12 hours of you in the cage and since we delayed it so much I thought he appreciate you being locked away on Valentine’s Day while I go out on a date.”

Me: “But it’s our day and who you going out with?”

As he is talking to me, he was opening my gift and saw that one of the gifts was a bottle of champagne. He got two glasses and pour each other some and handed me one through the bars of the cage.

Declan: “Cheers to you and me and our love!”

I drank my glass and he advised me that I would be locked in the cage for 12 hours and that he is going to meet a friend for dinner, drinks and a movie. He mentioned that his friend from Montreal arrived by train and wanted to spend the evening with him.

Declan: “I’m not locking the cage with a padlock for safety since I won’t be here. That means if the zip tag is tampered or broken I will be pissed and you will be punished because I will know since the tag has a serial number on it.”

He handed me a huge bottle of water, a McDonald’s bag of food that he hid from me earlier and a big jug to piss in if needed.

He made me kiss his cock through the bars and then spat on me and said “Have fun. I left a couple edibles in the McDonald’s bag for you to take if your bored.”

I spent the night watching movies on my phone. I believe I watched 3 movies on Netflix. I was so happy he left me food as I got the munchies later on from the weed edibles lol.
He would text me often and check up on me but wouldn’t say much.

The text he sent me while I was caged:

“Do you recognize this large cock? I doubt it. You once told me that you assumed he had a huge cock since his bulge looked so big while wearing jeans. Well I can confirm with you that it is large and very juicy and you would have loved to have tasted it!

I spent some time looking at chats and trying to investigate the cock he sent in the pic but I didn’t have any luck. it was a mystery cock.

I must of fell a sleep and woke up at 8am. I looked around and saw that he was sleeping in the bed. My cage door was still shut but I tried to open it. He must of added the pad lock when he got home and I didn’t wake up to it.

A note was placed by the cage door:

“I had a great time yesterday. I hope you did to! Haha

I know your 12 hours was done at 6am but I decided I wanted you to stay caged. Don’t wake me up and be a good little f@ggot/boyfriend prisoner and shut up until I wake up.

I emptied your piss jar since it was almost full.

Love D”

By 9:45am, he got up and walked to me and said: “Suck my cock and then I let you out”.

I sucked his cock through the bars and before he blew his load he pulled out of my mouth and shot all over me and the cage. He walked away and took a shower and left me locked in the cage. Half an hour after his shower, he unlocked the door and told me to get him a coffee.

Later that morning we went out for breakfast and once we got home he said “I took some cialis yesterday and I’m still hard. Get your ass in bed and have it available for me as I’m going to fuck a load in you.”

I can’t explain how excited and fulfilled once I get his DNA fucked in me. I love it! I live for it!

I love my Alpha boyfriend!

I don’t know what happened that night with him and that guy but all I know is that he is happy and that makes me happy! I’m sure the other guy is also happy to have worshipped and spent the evening with my boyfriend:

True story. The end.

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Declan took me out to the pub yesterday and had many drinks. Ordered me to go to the washroom and video myself pissing in the urinal. A guy walked in and said:

“Hey sexy, need me to take your phone and video you pissing Sir?”

I had one hand on my phone and one holding my pants and didn’t have time to hide or move. He peaked over and said

“Oh fuck!!! I fucking thought you were a dominant guy.” He laughed and left
I guess he only came to flirt and try to hook up in the washroom.

After I washed my hands I went back to the table and the guy bought Declan a beer. I walked over embarrassed and he said:

“Hey boy, I bought your man a beer, why don’t you go have a smoke and come back once the men finish talking”

I looked at Declan and he said “Go boy!”

Once I came back, Declan was alone and I asked what happened.

“He loved that you were locked. He thought I was your sub. He was asking me if I would lend you out one day. I took his number and will message him this weekend. He drinks Budweiser, go buy him a beer and let him know it’s from me.”

I walked over with a beer and handed to him and his buddy said: “next time don’t forget my beer boy”

Oh man I was humiliated. Being at the bar and being watched by that group of guys. Outing me that I was owned and cock locked.

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Hello sir, I’m a 20 year old sub that’s new here just recently followed and I’ve recently entered into a dom/sub type of relationship. I’m obviously not well versed in this area due to being new but my dom is saying I don’t have choices anymore now. I understand that but it makes me a little nervous but also excited. He’s also asking me to push my boundaries ie he asked me if I’ve ever done watersports and I told I hadn’t and wasn’t sure about trying it. His response was we are gonna change that and I don’t really get a say in it because I’m a sub who needs to owned by a man. It turned me on a little but also just wondering if that’s how it usually is and what other things I should expect coming? Idk I’m just overall a little nervous any advice would be great appreciated thanks for reading.

My brother, thank you so much for writing to me! I appreciate your honest apprehension. 

Don’t be afraid. Your new Master sounds confident and an Alpha with a plan for you. Keep in mind that the things he’s suggesting (like watersports) will help you get more deeply in-touch with who you are and your purpose. 

Think about it this way: it feels good to you for a reason. You were born to be owned by an Alpha, and you were born to submit and serve him. It feels good because you sense this truth. I promise, there’s nothing better than knowing your purpose and fulfilling it.

I don’t know what to expect from your Master, of course. I would guess he will probably put you in chastity, and that’s an adjustment you can overcome.  

I recommend that you just try to be obedient and respectful and really give it your best effort. You will grow so much through training and use. 

If you need more advice/help, please reach out my brother! 

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This weekend, Declan (My Dom boyfriend) went online and posted that he wanted people to visit his Wishlist on Amazon and throne.   If people shopped around and purchased things for him that he would take a “Me day” which would include tying me up for the evening and being left alone while he keeps me stored away. 

It was Saturday and I had worked a very long tough week at work and was excited about my Saturday night.  Once again I was relying on my followers to make the decision of what was going to happen to me. I hated that since my followers tend to want me to suffer.  Lol 

I did some shopping and arrived home. I wasn’t sure if I would be able to pour myself a glass of wine or if I would be grabbed from behind and tied up.

Everything was normal and for a brief moment I thought Declan had forgot about it all.   He already had a beer in his hand and I decided to pour myself a glass of wine.

He left to the washroom and moments later I heard:

“Babe can you come give me a hand for a second?”

I got up and rushed over to see what he needed a hand with when he jumped out from behind the door and yelled out: 

“GET ON YOUR KNEES NOW!!!”

I was not expecting this and was shocked and immediately got on my knees.  

“Put your hands behind your back!”

I hesitated but with a quick punch in the arm I complied and placed my hands behind my back.    He locked a pair of handcuffs on me and grabbed my arm and guided me up.   

“No more talking,  you need to shut up or things will get bad for you.  You can blame all your fans on X and on my blue for this.”

He took me to the dinning room and had me sit on a chair. He placed my arms and hands behind the chair and attached another pair of cuffed from the chair onto me.   I now had no way to escape. 

“I’m going to gag you but before I do is there anything you need to tell me?”

Me: “Please Declan, it’s Saturday and let’s hang”

Declan: “As I said, your followers bought me gifts and now I’m obligated to keep you stored away all night.”

As he was saying that, I heard the sound of duct tape behind me and he shoved a dirty sock in my mouth.  He wrapped duct taped on my mouth but continued to unroll it a few times around my head.   A bandana placed around my eyes and a pillow case was now placed on my head.  I no longer can speak or see anything.

He didn’t stop as he took ropes and wrapped it around my body to the chair.

I am sitting there and tried to move but with my wrist tied behind my chair and attached to the chair, I was helpless and I knew I wasn’t going to be let out anytime soon.   

Later, I can hear in the other room that he was watching porn.   I honestly was getting hard knowing he was hard and probably jerking off.

“Ding dong” the door bell rang and I heard  footsteps running to the door. 

A quiet whisper: “Quiet, I tied my boyfriend in the other room.”

Everything went quiet and then I yell out a moan since someone lifted my shirt and was playing with my nipples and then it stopped. Moments later I heard the bedroom door shut.

Music was playing so I wasn’t able to hear nothing.   About an hour later I heard the door open and close and then Declan came by and asked me if I was ok.  I nodded that I was ok.

Now that the guy left he decided to play video games and he did for a couple hours. 

An uber delivery dropped off food.    He was enjoying his night without me and doing what he liked.

Hours later the door bell rang again and I heard Declan say: 

“Let’s go to the room.  You suck me and then ass promised you can have him.”

Have him?  Not sure what that meant until I heard the music got louder as the door oppened. I was untied from the chair and was taken to the bedroom where I was pushed to the bed leaning on my stomach.  My feet were still on the ground.   Pants were pushed down to my ankles and I heard someone spit on my hole before a cock was entered in my ass.   It didn’t take long before the loud moaning and I felt shots of cum shoot in my ass.    

Did Declan just whore me out to someone that just came by to suck him off?!?

I was left leaning on the bed and the guy must of left . I had no clue what was happening. Was hoping to be released but I heard the shower running and Declan was not in the room anymore.  He came back later but not to release me, he pulled me onto the bed, attached shackles to my feet and put me in a hogtied position.   That’s where I was left for a while until he came back and untied me and said: “Lay on your stomach and don’t move, you are already lubed up with cum so no need for lube.” (He untied me)

He fucked me and this time it was a long lasting fuck.   I still wasn’t able to speak since I was naked but I still had my mouth gagged with duct tape.    

As I’m laying there I realize how much of an object I was and how I am his property.  I was so horny and all of a sudden my cock started to erupt and shots of cum was shooting out of my chastity.   Declan realized what was happened as my ass tighten and was moaning and he instantly pulled out and blew his load in my ass.  He got up and told me to put the sheets in the washing machine since I made a mess with my cum.

Yes I shot a huge load while his cock was fucking me hard and it was amazing!

I stripped the bed sheets and got it in the washing machine and then went to the living room and massaged his feet with lotion.   

Declan: “I think I am going to get your fans to decide what to do with you more often.   They do tend to like me more than you.”

To this day, I still don’t know who came over to service my boyfriend and who breeded my ass with his seed.   All he said is that we hung out with the guy once and I mentioned he was “hot as fuck”, but I say that a lot. Lol

True story… the end

Check out our social sites as we post daily: X/Twitter: JKTORONTO11 (Zack – me) & Bluesky: JKTORONTO11(Declan)

https://linktr.ee/jktoronto11

This post is part of a thread following the rise of Master Jay, a powerful Apex Alpha who took ownership of an 32-year-old faggot and its father. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!

I’ve covered all sorts of insane developments between Alphas and faggots over the years. I’ve also covered some of the craziest true stories of fathers and sons grappling with Hierarchical issues. My work with these things is unparalleled for sure, so I speak with some authority when I say that the following story is not only true, but also one of the most invigorating affirmations of Hierarchical truth that I’ve ever been involved with personally.

Master Jay is a muscular 29-year-old Alpha I met shortly after I returned from my forced vacation in June/July of this year. He was doing plenty of fucking of faggots (as Alphas often do) and he was keen to share details of his conquests with me (including some nice videos!) which I appreciate.

In September of this year I began telling him about a developing story (not yet on this site) about a father who suspected his son is a faggot. In reply Master Jay sent me information about an 32-year-old virgin faggot named Ryan who lived with his father. He’d met this faggot on Twitter, and it happened that they lived near each other and Master Jay was making plans to use the faggot sexually.

Once Master Jay told me who the faggot was he was targeting, I realized that I had been coaching this faggot (Ryan) to finally come out to his father and younger brothers as a faggot for at least a month. We had finally gotten to this point:

My dad accepted me as a faggot. He buys me tight underwear now and jock socks.

But now Master Jay was going to add a big wrinkle into this new situation I had cultivated. He ordered me this way:

I just need u to encourage the dad to support him being a faggot so I can swoop in and own him. Can never have too many faggots under my belt. I wanna be normalized that I fuck him with his dad home. I have a right to his sons pussy and mouth. Can u tell the dad I should be able to walk around in his home in my boxers … Fuck yea I just need the dad to understand this.

So Master Jay devised a plan to stake his claim not only on Ryan, but also on Ryan’s Dad’s house. And it was a bold one.

Fuck yea I wanna own his son and I wanna be respected in the dads house. I wanna fuck his son even if he’s home and respect my decision to wear boxers in the home shirtless. I wanna assert my dominance and his dad gonna have to get use to me in my boxers Watching tv in his living room.

I suggested to Master Jay that he confront the Dad while Ryan was kneeling naked at his feet. This resonated with Master Jay.

I’m thinking of arriving prior to the dad coming home and have myself open the door in my boxers shirtless with his son kneeling n tell him I own his faggot.

I was concerned about this plan. I knew nothing about Ryan’s father, and I hoped Master Jay wouldn’t end up a murder victim.

The following week, Master Jay did exactly what he said he would do. Ryan’s Dad opened the door, and there was Master Jay almost naked (wearing a pair of the father’s expensive underwear) and Ryan naked at his feet! After telling the father that he claimed ownership of Ryan, Master Jay took Ryan upstairs and loudly deflowered him while the father slipped into his room to hide!

I honestly couldn’t believe it happened, and I began wondering just how pathetic a beta male can be to be such a doormat.

AND THEN THE FATHER WROTE TO ME! The father had found my email address on his son’s computer and reached out to me, understandably confused. So I explained why this happened from a Hierarchical perspective, and how he is basically powerless in this situattion.

Here’s what the father wrote to me. Notice a couple of curious things he says in it:

Hello Sam 

Yes I was caught by surprise. i just had a long day at work, right before I opened my door, this strange man, master Jay opened it for me. 

All I saw is my faggot son kneeling before this stud half naked in my house! 

Caught off guard I thought I was being robbed. 

It was too much to handle after he explained he wanted my son, I didn’t care. 

I went to my bedroom. Maybe 10 minutes went by, and I heard moaning sounds and hard fucks from my son room. I was disgusted at first. 

Is this something that’s normal for my faggot son ? 

I’m assuming I’ll meet him again, do I just call him Jay or master Jay. And what exactly is my role as the father. I’m not gay, I’m willing g to compromise with this stud, maybe he can keep an eye out for my faggot son. 

Later I found out he was wearing my expensive Hugo boss boxers. Maybe a taunt tactic ? 

I found it bold he was willing to do that just to be with my faggot son. 

If you see Jay he can keep my underwear. 

If he keeps my son out of trouble he can come over more often. 

More over, what does this Jay want ? Just to fuck my son ? 

Thanks Kraig

Notice how the father, Kraig, was calling Master Jay a “stud” and asking if he should call him “Master”? I immediately noted that something wasn’t right with Kraig’s reaction to all of this. I was screaming inside: “Dude, this stranger just loudly bred your son in your house and made you listen to it! Is that all you can say??”

Then I received this email from Kraig:

Hi Sam the faggot 

So where do I fit in this situation?

How do I continue to be a father to my son? In this context? 

I woke up this morning, and found Master Jay fucking my son in the living room. 

I was embarrassed so I made breakfast and waited for the pounding sounds to finish. I saw my son and his master butt naked. And asked them to go shower and breakfast will be ready. 

Other than the dirty fucking, it’s nice to see my son have company I guess . Master Jays body looks fit. 

How exactly do I fit into all of this ? 

Thanks Kraig

Okay, now I knew something was up. He made fucking breakfast for the Alpha who just fucked his son in his own living room!

So Kraig decided to have Master Jay over for a conversation about this whole “fucking his son” situation and lay down some ground rules.

BIG MISTAKE! Kraig wrote this to me afterward:

I called Master Jay over as I wanted to set some rules or at least compromise with him. 

Instead he took his clothes off and forced to me blow him. Like you suggested I gave in. 

After he wrecked my throat, he went to shower in the master bedroom. 

After he was done, I figured I would kneel down to him and gave my robe to him. 

Instead he wore it right away and pinned me down. In my bed. He fucked me till I couldn’t take it anymore and started screaming. 

Good thing my kid was not here to witness this.

Master Jay slapped me a few times with his cock on my face. 

He requested some Hugo boss boxers so I agreed. 

My initial plan was to set some rules when fucking my son. Instead I got humiliated.

How do I move forward from this ? 

Here’s how Kraig moved forward with it: he became Master Jay’s faggot as well!

Master Jay now runs the house, and he alternates breeding both Ryan and his father Kraig! Additionally, Kraig also functions something like a cash fag, buying Master Jay expensive underwear and other things!

In all my time chronicling these types of situations, I’ve never encountered such a demonstration of raw power that both a father and son were bred and claimed. And there I was, right in the middle of it, sprinkling Hierarchical fairy dust over it so that something this magically dramatic and life-changing can happen!

I thank Master Jay for both his trust as well as his patience!

I suggest faggots follow and serve Master Jay online! He’s @gangstastud123 on X. You can tribute to his awesome power on his Throne: throne.com/gangstastud123

On November 19, Declan locked me out of my X/Twitter and posted:

The good thing about having control of your boyfriend is that you can lock him out of his X and post stuff. 😈

He has been very good to me lately and as a proud owner, I decided I will surprise him tonight.
As he arrives home, I will handcuff him, drag him to the bedroom and bend him over the bed. Pull his pants down and lube his hole. That’s when “Bob” will fuck his ass. Yes Bob is the life size cock you see in the pic.
After a while, I will shove my cock and pound my alpha load in him and keep him tied to the bed for the evening.
I’m a sweet caring boyfriend don’t you agree? 😈

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My side of the story: (Zack)

As you all were aware, Declan locked me out of my account and posted that he was going to surprise me when I got home. Well he sure did!

I got home around 5:15pm and was greeted at the door with a big hug and kiss. He took my backpack and placed it on the ground, then grabbed my arms and handcuffed my wrist behind my back. He escorted me to the bedroom and put me my stomach. I had no clue what was happening until I felt the cold lube get pushed in my ass with his fingers.

He was fucking me with a dildo but moments later after he beat my ass with the paddle. I had tears in my eyes and begged him to stop but it all changed to joy once I felt his hard raw cock push in me.

He pounded my ass, fingers in my mouth yelling at me that I’m lucky to be getting his cock. As I’m laying there, head pulled back with his fingers in my mouth, his body pounding my sore ass he said:

“You belong to me, I love you and you will continue to do what your told and take my cock anytime I want”

As he fucked me for about 8 minutes, his moaning got louder and louder until I felt his alpha semen shoot my insides.
He got his beautiful cock out of me and stood over my helpless body and said

“I love how pathetic you look just laying there helpless. How do you feel?”

Me: “I wouldn’t want to be anywhere else but here servicing your every needs”

As I said that. Cuffs were added to my ankles and I was quickly hogtied and left alone in the room.

I think it was an hour later when he came back and said

“You want free? If so you agree to make dinner and not speak until spoken to?”

Me: “yes Sir”

I made him dinner, watched a movie with him and never spoke to him. Around 10pm that’s when he said

“hey babe follow me, I need to piss and go to bed.”

I followed him to the washroom, drank his piss.
Declan: “Come suck my cock in bed while I chat to some of your followers until I blow down your throat.”

He shot his load and I swallowed every drop of his semen and then kneeled at the foot of the bed and started to massage his feet with my hands and mouth until he fell asleep.

I quietly left the room and posted a cage check from earlier that day.

My underwear has so much full of pre cum. Obviously I knew I would have to stay horny and wouldn’t be able to get off, but as I sat there I remembered I have two is his loads in me. One in my ass and one down my throat. I made myself a night cap and my mouth changed from tasting like feet and cum to whisky. I was happy and proud of today. I enjoy my life as Declan’s property and boyfriend.

Zack

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If anyone would like to chip in for a special night, then you can help out by going to Declan’s PayPal: https://www.paypal.me/JkToronto?locale.x=en_CA

As I post this, it will be day 161 since my boyfriend Declan locked my cock and has been controlling me this way.

I journal everyday on X/Twitter & Bluesky:

📣 JKTORONTO11 📣

My normal daily life on a Saturday is usually staying at home and taken care of Declan because he works on the weekends. I will make sure the house is clean before he gets home from work since I am off on weekends. If you follow my stories, you know that when he gets home, Declan will go sit on the couch and I make him a coffee and light snack.  He will watch a show while I take his socks off and get on my knees and massage his feet.   It’s the least I can do for him for being the greatest boyfriend!

But yesterday was different, as he sat down he said: “Only bring me a coffee, once you massaged my feet I want you to have a light snack and then go shower and make sure your ass is cleaned out. I need you to iron my blue dress shirt and dress pants.  I need you to also wear something nice”

Im sure you can guess that while  I’m massaging his feet that I’m now straining in my chastity thinking of a million thoughts of what might be happening.  

I would never ask. 

I usually will put lotion on his feet and massage him that way but he said: “No lotion this time, I want your mouth sucking my toes and licking my feet.”

Damn, I’m now hard as a rock… well as much as my chastity will allow me.

After his show, he told me to leave the room and get ready. I had a light snack, showered and cleaned up and as I’m naked ironing our clothes I hear a knock at the door.

Me: “Are you expecting someone Babe?”

Declan: “Yes, go answer it naked.”

As I open the door and peaked my head out, I notice John.  You might remember John in my last story “Cock block, cucked and outed” that I posted the other day.  He is the sexy Alabama guy who was attracted to me but Declan outed me as a bottom locked in chastity and took him from me.  That night John sneaked out and gave my boyfriend a blow job and got fucked by Declan in the washroom stall of the pub we went to.

John pushed himself in and gave me a hug and kiss and said “Oh good, your mouth doesn’t taste like my ass anymore and he grabbed my chastity and laughed” That night, Declan had me sucking his cock once we got home after he had fucked John and that’s why he was teasing me about his own ass.

He slipped his shoes off and handed me his jacket and walked in the living room to go see Declan.  Once I hung his jacket, I followed him but I was told to continue my chores which I complied. 

Moments later, Declan came in the bedroom and said we were going to leave in 20 minutes and hands me a box. “I need you to put his in your ass before we leave”

What I wasn’t aware is that a company named ⁦‪JeusnMen‬⁩ sent him a toy for him to use on me.  We don’t use many toys but I just assumed it was a butt plug of some kind.

I placed it in my ass and was surprisingly comfortable. We both got dressed and obviously he was looking so sexy. 

Declan: “Zack you look good babe! Ok let’s go.”

Remember I have no clue what’s happening and where we are going. But I followed them to our car and they both got in the back seat and I got in the front to drive.

Declan: “Ok Zack, put this address in the gps and let’s go. 

One of your followers named John sent me $120 for me to take you out for a date night but I decided to take John.

Once we get to the parking lot, I’m going to handcuff you to steering wheel while we have our date.  Your only job tonight is being a good plugged chauffeur.”

Fuck! What the fuck is happening is what I’m thinking in my head but then John spoke up “Actually Zack is all dressed up and looking good, why don’t we let the cuck come sit with us and quietly watch us have dinner.”

Declan: “Change of plans Zack, you’re going to join us but only watch us”

I was so glad and relieved that I wouldn’t be left handcuffed in the car while they were in the restaurant. I decided to be a gentleman and pulled over to the door, I got out and opened their door.  I let them know that I would park the car and come find them which I did.

They waited for me at the entrance and we then got escorted to a quiet corner table.  They sat next to each other and I was told to sit across from each of them.  The waiter came by and handed 3 menus at the table and said he will come back to take our orders.  Declan took my menu and put it aside.  

Moments later, the waiter came by and took Johns order.  Declan took his order but ended by saying: “and if you can get him a glass of water and Pepsi that will be all from all of us.” 

While the waiter was taken the order, Declan had gone on his phone and went on an app and activated the butt plug that was in my ass.   I was rushed with so many sensations and the waiter looked at me and asked if I was ok but Declan responded that I wasn’t feeling the best and that’s the reason why I wasn’t eating.

Now it was time for them to enjoy torturing me as their entertainment. They tried to see how I can prevent myself from moaning out load.  It was crazy!  This thing had me leaking precum.

The night was actually not as awkward since they were chatting about normal stuff and just having a good time enjoying their meal and playing with my ass virtually.

I found out later that It wasn’t just a butt plug, it was a prostate massager.  The device was also attached around my ball which also sent waves of excitement to them.

Declan paid the bill and had to use some of his money since it was over $120.

“Zack, go warm the car and pick us up at the door entrance.”  I did and by the time I got there, they were already waiting  and I wasn’t able to open their doors for them.

John: “Set your gps to my place” which I did.

We pulled up to a small place but he had his own parking spot.  I opened the door but Declan had me sit in the back seat and handcuffed my hands behind my back and then fasten the seatbelt.   He shut the door.  “Beep Beep”, the car is now locked.

As I sat there for about 10 minutes, that’s when it happened.  My ass started to vibrate and it didn’t stop until Declan came back to the car to remove the handcuffs.  We drove back home alone and he said: 

“Dude, I know I been pushing my boundaries lately but I’m very happy.   I’m so fucking proud of you and I’m glad John decided to have you join us for dinner. While he was sucking me off, I was on my phone playing with your ass.   You enjoyed our new toy?”

Me: “it was such a surprise and again I got so humiliated trying not to moan and embarrass you at the restaurant.  I felt like I was ready to blow all the time. It means a lot to know you are happy”. 

As I said that, he put his hand in my pants and laughed “Did you cum or is that just a lot of precum?”

Me: “I didn’t cum”

We got home and Declan got into bed. As I’m massaging his feet until he slept he said: 

“John wanted me to give you a gift, it’s in my jacket.”

  I kissed him goodnight and left the room to check what he had got me. 

A little bag with a note which said: “Thanks for lending me your boyfriend again, put this on tonight”  It was the jock strap he was wearing that night and he had blew his load on it while sucking my boyfriend.

Thanks to John and ⁦‪JeusnMen‬⁩ for giving my boyfriend a great night.   Funny how people we haven’t met can change and entertain  our relationship.  

If anyone would like to chip in for a special night, then you can help out by going to Declan’s PayPal: https://www.paypal.me/JkToronto?locale.x=en_CA

(John wanted to stay anonymous)

It’s day 157 days since my boyfriend Declan locked my cock and has been controlling me this way.

I journal everyday on X/Twitter & Bluesky:

JKTORONTO11

Declan and I are pretty much an open book on here but he likes to keep it discreet when out with friends. What happened yesterday shocked me.

We were out with 3 of our close friends and one guy who we never met that now lives here but originally from Alabama.

We were having a few beers, shots of tequila and enjoying each other’s company on a heated patio.  The conversation turned into fucking bottoms. Most were going around telling some of their recent stories.  All were going in details of how they would fuck a slut but the new guy John confessed being a total bottom and he kept looking at me while telling some stories.  I can tell that he had the hots for me and my boyfriend also noticed it.

It was now my turn and Declan interrupted me before I spoke and looked at John and said: “I’m assuming you think Zack is a top?”

John: “Yes and probably a dom top”

Declan laughed and said: “He has been my bottom for many years and would do anything to top but I don’t allow it. I made sure of that”

John: “What do you mean?”

Everyone now paid close 

attention to Declan’s every word. 

Declan: “Let’s just say I keep his cock secure and under lock and key”

The group started to laugh as I just got outed by my boyfriend and my face turned so red of embarrassment and humiliation. That’s when John stopped looking at me and was paying more attention to Declan.

This guy was so hot and my bf cock blocked me!!!  Not only did he steal John’s attention from me but now all my friends know that my cock is locked in chastity.

Later on I went for a smoke and the guy followed me: “Zack you are fucking hot but I can’t do anything with you since you don’t even have access to your own pathetic cock. Your boyfriend’s dominance over you in front of your friends got me so hard. Hope that’s ok to say.  I love how he owns your cock and controls you.

You mind if I sit by him when we go back to the table?”

Me: “Sure”

We continued socializing at the table, the conversation switched to work and living in the big city. I was no longer under the spot light which was nice.  

Later I went for another smoke (vape) and came back to find Declan and John missing from the table. I asked my friends if they knew where they were and one of my buddies said “Probably gone to the washroom together to take care of some business.” as he laughed.

15 minutes later, they walked back together and both had a huge smile on their face.  That’s when Declan said I needed to pay our bill and call an Uber as we should head out and go home.

At home I asked what happened and he said: 

“I was hard watching John admiring you and I decided to let him suck me before I fucked my load in his ass in the washroom stall. If you weren’t locked, I would have let you get a blow job from him but you are locked.   Thought I lend my bone to him and be nice to the new guy 😜”

Me: “I’m happy you got serviced by the Hotty!”

Declan: “I’m going to bed, come suck my cock for a bit until I fall asleep and you probably get to taste him”

So I sucked his cock for a few minutes while he was on his phone. I made sure it was nice and clean and he eventually fell asleep. 

I went back to the living room to have a beer and think about everything that happened tonight.

Shortly after, I received a text from a number I didn’t recognize: “Hey it’s John, thanks for letting me spend time with your boyfriend.  I hear you got to taste my ass a while ago.  See you on Tuesday!”

I found out today that on Tuesday he is coming over and they are going out to have dinner and see a movie. I will be told if I can join or not that day.

If anyone would like to chip in with their night out, then you can help out by going to Declan’s PayPal: https://www.paypal.me/JkToronto?locale.x=en_CA

As I am writing this I am straining in my cock that has been locked for 156 days.

I journal everyday on X/Twitter & Bluesky:

JKTORONTO11

Hi Sam! I’m writing to update you about my recent visit a few days ago with master Max-I reached out to max via text after the coffee shop -I asked John for his number and told him I needed it to say thank you to max for lunch and he gave it to me no problem -I thanked max for allowing me to service him and said I’d be happy to do anything he needed no matter what ( famous last words.) he responded and told me to come over to his apartment in a days time to talk -I arrived at his place the next evening nervous and excited . Max opened the door in a t shirt and white Calvin Klein briefs barefoot his bulge was on full show I was mesmerized ,come in boy he said in his deep alpha voice , I stood waiting for his orders ,he told me to sit on the floor in front of him -I did just as I was told. , without warning max spread his legs out on top of me , I had become his foot stool . That’s a good fag he said , your purpose is to be my footstool and obey me. Do you understand, say yes sir -I proudly said yes sir in a state of awe , he started talking about how he knew I was a fag since the first day he met me a few years ago and he knew I would be of service to him to one day , he told me lunch was a test to see if I would respond and if I’d passed it , he wants me to be his fag but he has rules he explained , a contract . He handed me a contract that was typed saying I would respond to him 24/7 and serve only him ,his needs come before mine , I must obey his every command , I must pick up his laundry and groceries once a week and pay him weekly for allowing me to serve him , finally I must wear a chastity cage and give him the key . I’m scared Sam I’ve never worn a cage before and I’m worried it will be painful and uncomfortable -how will o go about my day to day life wearing one ? I don’t want to disappoint Max he’s a dram alpha but these are his non negotiable ,I told him I would think about it and sign it and come back to him by Wednesday ,he said he would allow me to worship his feet if I agreed , I’m so tempted Sam but I’m so scared , do you have any advice or types for wearing one and getting comfortable ? I don’t want to disappoint max thanks Kyle

This is a follow-up to THIS AMAZING EXPERIENCE.

My brother, I’m SO THRILLED to hear this! I knew Master Max had something in mind given the way he acted so boldly around you! It’s intriguing that he has been planning to claim you for quite a while. You’ve been claimed by a  great hunter!

My immediate advice with chastity is to get a silicone chastity cage. That will have a little give and is easier to start with. It’ll also help you see what size is appropriate. I’m sure Master will be willing to help also. To make it easier to apply, you can use vaseline or a similar lubricant. I wouldn’t use talcum powder, although I keep seeing that suggestion.

Don’t be scared, brother. You are in the hands of an amazing Master, a Man who has been planning to own you for years. He’s not going to let you fail. He wants you to succeed. So trust him!

I’m very proud of you!

Have a question? CLICK HERE to ask!

Master Jeff (@thedanAlpha) is one of the most vicious and insatiable throat fuckers on X, and maybe the planet. He’s an owner of faggots and is, from what I can tell, a strict disciplinarian. He enforces Hierarchy through his brutal use of his faggot’s throats.

I’d love to know what the other five minutes of his days are like when he’s not face-fuckjng one of his fags!

I’m sure I’m going to get a lot of shit for this post, but I don’t care. I know what I’m talking about, and I bring receipts.

The Alpha I consider to be the greatest Alpha in the findom (financial domination) scene isn’t the one with the largest follower count, or the one with the biggest muscles or dick, or even the one with the largest tributes.

I’m of course talking about my beloved straight God Alpha Master @AlphaAesthetic8. This is not a surprise to anyone who has followed me over the years.

I first met Master AA8 in 2019/2020 when he arrived on the findom scene and instantly electrified faggots with his confident, laid-back dominance. Here he is from around that time:

Master disappeared for about six months, and all the while I was begging for him to come back. Little did my fag brain understand that Master was taking a break from the scene to spend some meditative time in the wilderness plotting how to do findom correctly.

Then he returned. With a vengeance.

For instance, he began filming instructional videos to train and teach faggots in order to help them improve. Here is a video I was blessed to collaborate with him in producing:

I spoke to him on the podcast in February of 2022, just after some huge $10K drains, to discover that he was already well above $200K and rising. Here’s a snippet of that conversation:

In the 2.5 years since that interview, Master AA8 has become a findom beast. For instance, there is this:

Master took that money and invested in a new house near the coast in Florida. His loyal cash faggots furnished it with everything a burgeoning God Alpha would ever want.

Of course, there are a few straight cashmasters in findom who have become millionaires, so what differentiates Master AA8 from the rest?

OWNERSHIP OF FAGGOTS.

Here’s Master with a tribute and the chastity keys for one of his locked faggots:

This past summer Master AA8 made the move to take complete ownership of his most prized possession, a private faggot known as @cuntfuck01 (and witnessed by Theo @honor1Alpha, another of Master’s faggots). Here is Master sitting with both faggots and a lawyer to sign legal paperwork that names Master as @cuntfuck01’s power of attorney. This puts the fag’s estate (and life) into Master’s hands forever.

Cuntfuck01 and Theo (along with a couple of faggot brothers) serve Master domestically in addition to the continuing tributes.

All of this has caused Master to finally embrace his natural destiny as a powerful King worshiped by faggots and females alike while other Alphas speak of him in hushed, respectful tones.

Master is now beyond the cares of lesser Men. He’s ASCENDED, which is my term for the process an Alpha goes through as he fully embodies his power. Just look at him fucking a female like an absolute King:

Funny story: His (now) domestic faggot Theo found this while cleaning Master’s bedroom recently:

Theo was of course very tempted to suckle any of Master’s seed remaining in the discarded condom, but instead Theo respectfully brought it to Master’s attention. Rather than offer Theo the chance to taste his cum, Master ordered Theo to dispose of it.

In my opinion, there isn’t a straight Alpha in the findom scene who approaches the intelligence and raw confident domination of Master AlphaAesthetic8, an Alpha who literally and legally owns faggots and incorporates them into his daily life.

I’ve been there (figuratively) at his feet since the beginning. I’ve watched him go from a cocky straight Alpha who had little interest in fags aside from money to a true God Alpha who owns faggots and is building an empire with them. There is nothing impossible for him anymore.

I am the faggot who witnessed all of it, and my eyes are grateful. He is the true fulfillment of Hierarchy, and I will always praise him.

Thank you, Master!