This thread follows the extraordinary story of Michael, a brave faggot who lives in an apartment building full of Alphas and began servicing many of them after he made himself available. CLICK HERE for all of the posts in this thread in chronological order!

After that initial blowjob, Eric, the 18-year-old straight Alpha who took over Michael the faggot’s apartment, had been largely using Michael only in nonsexual ways (as outlined in the previous story). This can be enormously satisfying for a live-in faggot, of course, as we are tuned to provide any service possible to satisfy the needs of straight Alphas.

Michael commented on his daily service opportunities:

This is the first time I have actually lived with the Alpha I serve.  The closest to this before was when I was in high school and serving my next-door neighbor, Brian.  But actually sharing an apartment with my Alpha has opened up fascinating possibilities of service that I hadn’t considered before.  There are so many little things that I can do now to make His life so totally stress-free and enjoyable.  It goes beyond His assumption that of course, He can use my car when He is going out at night.  And because He uses it to pick up His women., I have taken extra care that the gas tank is always full and the car is polished and spotlessly clean.  And I ensure that the refrigerator and pantry are fully stocked with the things He eats (which is not what most normal people eat — more on that some other time.  Suffice it to say that some of these groceries are not easy to find.).  Because I live with Him I can run His bath towel through the dryer so that I can hand Him a warm towel when He steps out of the shower.  Little things: I clean the gunk off the top of His toothpaste tube, I dry the sweatband on the baseball cap He wears when He goes to the gym or when He runs every morning.  a faggot’s world is filled with opportunities to serve — so much more so when the faggot has the privilege of living with it’s Alpha.

But Eric has finally figured out that Michael can be used as an automatic blowjob machine.

Eric no longer addresses me by my name.  I am either “faggot” or “boy.”  When He calls me faggot, it is not in a deprecating way; not a put-down.  He calls me faggot like you would call a friend “buddy” or “pal.”  To Him it is just a form of address.  To be called “boy” by a teen-aged Alpha who is like 7 or 8 years younger than I seem perfectly appropriate. Compared to Him and His magnificence, I truly am insignificant.  He reminds me of my inadequacies as a male person (i have long ago gotten over considering myself as a “man”) when He calls me “boy” — like with experience and maturity I could grow into a man, although clearly that will never be.  He fully understands that I will be “boy” for all my life.

A couple of days ago I had the privilege of taking care of His morning wood. he realized that now that He had a faggot to take care of His morning erection, He didn’t have to take care of it Himself by jerking off.

The first time I gave Him a blow job, He never said a word until it was all over.  There was total silence until the moaning started.  When I am summoned in the morning to take care of His hard-on He just summons me.  “faggot get over here and take care of this” or similar words.  He says little or nothing while I am sucking Him off.  It is not an act of love or even worship.  It is just simply utilitarian.  He can’t get His running shorts on and take His morning run until the erection is down — simple as that.  If He senses that I am prolonging my ministrations He gets impatient.  “Hurry up, faggot.” or something like that. 

I don’t think He sees the morning sucking Him off and the worshipful blow job that I gave Him that first time as the same kinds of things.  In the mornings I am nothing more than a substitute for His right hand.  That first blow job I was a worshipful pilgrim at the altar of His divinity.

I love this complete attitude shift in the mindset of Alpha Eric. Now he is completely using Michael for EVERYTHING.

Imagine being summoned into the bedroom and ordered to service an 18-year-old’s erection so he can start his day! Michael used the word “utilitarian” to describe his function in this Alpha’s life, and that’s correct – he’s a utility. A machine existing only to serve the needs of a young, deserving Alpha.

I cannot express my pride in the humble, dedicated work of my brother Michael in this case. This is the fulfillment his father hoped for his faggot son so long ago. It’s beautiful to see!

This thread follows the extraordinary story of Michael, a brave faggot who lives in an apartment building full of Alphas and began servicing many of them after he made himself available. CLICK HERE for all of the posts in this thread in chronological order!

For reference, this is the third post in a series of articles relating the introduction of faggot worship and service to an 18-year-old straight Alpha named Eric by Michael the faggot. In the first post Michael’s apartment is taken over by Alpha Eric (CLICK HERE), and in the second post Michael sucks off Alpha Eric and introduces the young god to the wonders of fag worship (CLICK HERE).

Okay, so do you want to know what it’s really like to be the live-in faggot to an arrogant straight Alpha?

Keep in mind that Alpha Eric moved into Michael’s apartment just a few weeks ago, and has been living there rent-and-responsibility free ever since. It’s pretty shocking how quickly this straight Alpha – brand new to everything related to the use of faggots – has assimilated the use of Michael into his routine.

But I thought this latest tidbit of information was especially illuminating. Here’s Michael:

Sam, I promised you more about Eric. 

Shortly after we started discussing His rights and privileges as an Alpha Male, Eric started bringing women back to the apartment several times a week.  I had noticed, before then, that He would disappear for a few hours several times a week. 

But then one day I got a text:  “I need the apartment after 9:00.  I’ll text you when you can come back.”  Not, “do you mind if I bring a girl back” or “can I have the apartment for a few hours.”  Rather, He just assumed that the apartment was His to use as He needed — which of course was an accurate conception of how things were.  I was paying the rent, but for all practical purposes, the apartment was His.  Sometimes, it was 1:00 or 2:00 in the morning before I would get the text that I could come back to the apartment. 

Once the text read something like “You can come back any time, but be quiet entering.  We’ll have breakfast at 7:30.”  On that morning, He and a gorgeous woman, in her 30s emerged from the bedroom, fully clothed for work.  I served an egg-white omelet with fresh chives from my window garden and quietly withdrew to change the sheets and towels in the bath.  He said nothing to her about who I was or why I was there serving breakfast.  It was like I was just another household appliance. 

I sniffed their sheets and pillowcases as I stripped the bed and put on fresh sheets.  That was reward enough.

Of course, being banned from the apartment for hours on end was not easy for me.  Because of the pandemic, I couldn’t go to the movies or to a library.  I didn’t want to go to a bar.  Generally, I just roamed the streets or dozed in my car.  But the knowledge that I was enabling Him to get His rocks off with one gorgeous woman after another was so satisfying.  You know how it is, Sam.

I do, indeed!

First of all, I want to say this directly to any straight Alphas who are reading this: if you are not living like this right now, you are missing out on an entire aspect of your rights as an Alpha Male.

I cannot understand why any Alpha Male would pass up this kind of day-to-day worship from dedicated faggots. It simply doesn’t add up in my brain. What straight Alpha Male’s life wouldn’t be enriched by owning a faggot like Michael?

And from this experience, it should be obvious that receiving such worship is not only deserved, but it’s also VERY easy to take. Alpha Eric used almost no effort to get complete service from Michael. Again, any Alphas who are not making use of this natural resource are completely missing the point of Alphahood and its power.

As for Michael, he is living a faggot’s dream life right now. Why? Because he was (a) brave, (b) completely and thoroughly submissive, and (c) thoughtful in how he handles himself.

This saga with Alpha Eric is just getting warmed up, I think. I’m looking forward to the next stage of Michael’s service to these great Alphas!

This thread follows the extraordinary story of Michael, a brave faggot who lives in an apartment building full of Alphas and began servicing many of them after he made himself available. CLICK HERE for all of the posts in this thread in chronological order!

Well, I apologize. Several days ago I received the email from Michael the faggot that formed the centerpiece of the post I finally managed to write last night (CLICK HERE). Since it didn’t sound like any new developments were imminent, I thought I would have some time before I would need to update Michael’s story.

Nope! I forgot that events happen pretty quickly in the life of a professional live-in faggot!

In last night’s post I made this prescient statement:

“I do believe it is inevitable that Eric will use Michael sexually soon. I can only imagine what that will be like!”

Goddamn do I know what I’m talking about! This morning Michael surprised me with this smoking hot update!

Well, Sam, you were right; it was inevitable. I’ll get to that in a minute.  But first, a little bit about Eric.  He is spectacularly gorgeous:  perfect skin (tending toward the olive, like He had an Hispanic relative a couple of generations back; but His hair is very blond and the contrast with His skin is breathtaking.  He has a handsome face — not movie-star handsome, but very masculine, with perfect features.  He stands a little over 6 feet tall, and has, I would guess single-digit body fat percentage.  He is muscular, but not bulked out.  Perfectly defined (although clearly His co-workers in the office don’t see His physique).  But He has, even though when this Summer started He probably wasn’t aware of it, the perfect Alpha Male bearing. 

After He started His internship, He would tell me things like, “Gee Michael, the people at the office are so nice.  They bring me coffee several times a day, take me to lunch. And I’m only the kid who runs the Xerox machine.”  One day He said that the Big boss had invited Him to his club to play tennis.  I explained to Eric that He wasn’t in high school anymore.  He was in the real world and this is how Alpha Males are treated in the real world — served, worshiped even.  I explained that ordinary people have a need to serve Alphas, to worship them, and to do things for them. 

I explained that for some people, namely faggots, it is their life’s mission, their purpose for living, to serve Alphas and to make their lives easier, better, and more enjoyable. 

“Like you,” He asked,  “ironing my shirts and shining my shoes and doing my laundry.  Are you a faggot?” He asked.

And then, out of nowhere, “Do you suck my brother’s cock, faggot?”

“Yes, Sir, I do.”  (We had slipped into a different conversational mode, and it seemed totally appropriate for me to call this teenager “Sir.”) 

“Then you can suck mine, faggot.”  He had just returned from the gym (I had paid for His Summer membership at a neighborhood gym, as He found the workout room at our apartment building inadequate. He was in His workout shorts.  I knelt before Him and slipped His shorts down.  He was wearing a jock, and I could see Him starting to get hard through the pouch.  He smelled wonderful — teen sweaty.  I pulled off His jock revealing His awesome perfectly formed, perfectly proportioned cock.  Not huge, but big enough to be memorable. 

I realized this was an important moment. 

I started by licking up and down the length of His glorious prick.  Then I switched to sucking His generously-sized balls, sucking first one in, then the other, then both (a true mouthful).  Then I engulfed the full length of His prick in one gulp, well into my throat.  And then over the next 15 minutes or so, I repeatedly brought Him to the brink, and then backed off.  And when He finally rocketed off, it was an easy 5 or 6 massive blasts of cum, straight down into my stomach.  He was breathless when it was done.  When He could finally say something all He could say, over and over was “oh my God.” 

And so, another Alpha Male comes to truly realize the entitlement of Alpha-hood.  And the world is just a little bit a better place.

BRAVO!!!

I almost leaped up and cheered when I read this account! Here’s what I wrote back to Michael:

Michael,
HOLY FUCK!
Goddamn my instincts almost never fail me in shit like this!!! I could smell it coming in the air like an approaching spring rain.

It has really been incredible what your one act of courage has wrought in your life! This entire situation mushroomed from that one bold approach! 

But it’s not just that. Your attitude and matter-of-factness about your purpose is what makes them comfortable, too. I know because your approach is EXACTLY how I do it. I smiled so broadly when you related how you explained Alphahood to Eric because that is almost word-for-word how I explain it to straight Alphas I’ve seduced (like my recent Uber episode I related on the podcast).

Anyway, I’m really fucking proud of you, and so proud to call you my brother! Your Dad raised one amazing faggot!

I italicized a couple of parts on Michael’s account. One emphasizes the wording to use when discussing these matters, and one emphasizes the mindset necessary to really succeed as a faggot.

I explained that for some people, namely faggots, it is their life’s mission, their purpose for living, to serve Alphas and to make their lives easier, better, and more enjoyable.

By explaining the truth about faggots to straight Alphas in such a matter-of-fact way, we help them to understand that this is simply a natural part of the Hierarchical Order. It helps them accept the fact that faggots exist to serve and please them.

I realized this was an important moment. 

Whenever we as faggots have the opportunity to service a straight Alpha, we must have this mindset. It is a privilege to introduce these Alphas to the service of faggots. We can’t be lackadaisical or lazy about it. We must bring our “A-GAME” and really go over the top to give them mind-blowing experiences. After all, we will be their first faggot experience – make it one that they will want again and again!

My brother Michael is absolutely a faggot cut from the same cloth as I am. His overwhelming success in service is a testament to this approach, one I have practiced during my 22 years in service and preached constantly on this site.

But wait – there’s still more coming! Michael sent me a follow-up email:

Thanks my brother.  my experience with teen-god Eric has been just one amazing adventure after another.  I will write more when I have time (He’s keeping me pretty busy) but suffice it to say that of all the Alpha Males I have known, Eric has picked up on and asserted the rights and privileges of Alpha-hood quickest and most comprehensively.  Still, there is not an arrogant bone in His body.  He is in no way narcissistic.  Just pure, natural All-American Alpha god.

Hang on tight, everybody!!

This thread follows the extraordinary story of Michael, a brave faggot who lives in an apartment building full of Alphas and began servicing many of them after he made himself available. CLICK HERE for all of the posts in this thread in chronological order!

It’s been a little while since we’ve heard from Michael, the brave faggot who began servicing many of the straight Alphas who live in his apartment complex. The last time he checked in he told us about how his service to the first apartment Alpha Jake had deepened and increased in intensity. It seemed like the pinnacle achievement of an already ideal faggot situation.

But, as often happens with Alphas, the intensity level can always be shifted into a higher gear.

I’m just going to let my dear brother tell you what’s happening now:

Sam,  It’s been a while since we’ve communicated.  It seems that my role in life is to bring out the Alpha-ness of the Alpha males that surround me. 

You’ll remember the Alpha I have called Jake (not His real name) — the guy who first started me on this adventure of serving the Alpha males in my apartment building during the quarantine.  (Well, the quarantine is pretty much over now around here, but the guys still require service from time to time when their girlfriends are not “willing.”)  Well, it turns out that Jake has a younger brother (I’ll call Him Eric) -18 years old, just graduated high school, coming to the city for college, but has an internship this summer — and a TOTAL ALPHA. However, His Alpha-ness is only slowly emerging under my guidance. 

He needed a place to stay, but His brother Jake was unwilling to have a roommate in His one-bedroom apartment, so Jake told Eric that He could use my (one-bedroom) apartment.  So Eric has moved in.  I immediately offered Him my bedroom, changed the sheets, and put fresh towels in the bath, and I am sleeping on the couch, or more often the floor.  Because Eric has to look sharp for His internship, I iron His shirts every day, make sure His suit is pressed and wrinkle-free, His shoes are shined. 

He is not demanding of these services but He accepts them.  I am hopeful that He will come to understand that He is entitled to be served and worshiped.  He is totally straight, and I have not yet been able to convince Him that He is not gay if He lets me suck His cock, but I am hopeful that He will come around.  As you know, Sam, a faggot must be ever vigilant for an opportunity.

I mean, what can I say???

This is pure Alpha entitlement at its most primal. These Alpha brothers realize (without verbalizing it) that Michael is a faggot and born to serve them. Ordinary Men would balk at the idea that they would move into another male’s apartment with them and that male would not only sleep on the floor (in his own place) but also serve them … but these Alphas are not only comfortable with it, but they also EXPECT IT.

In my reply to Michael’s message above, I advised the following:

Here’s what you do: ask his older brother if he has discussed the sexual use of faggots. This might push the older Alpha to indoctrinate his younger brother (if he hasn’t already). 

I do believe it is inevitable that Eric will use Michael sexually soon. I can only imagine what that will be like!

The following post is part of a thread chronicling the ascension of a straight Alpha named Mike who has taken ownership of his first faggot named Benjamin. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!

It’s really sad to me that, after almost 10 years teaching Hierarchical truth online (alongside many others), more straight Alphas don’t know about the growth and power available to them through the use and ownership of faggots. Granted, straight Alphas have always used faggots to some degree or another, but through ownership straight Alphas make a leap that other, lesser males cannot ever experience. On the other side of that leap is exponential growth and limitless power.

The possibility of that kind of power was something a smart Alpha like Master Mike couldn’t pass up.

My first encounter with Master Mike occurred when he reprimanded me for not instructing his first faggot Benjamin properly. When I complied, he wrote to me and fully introduced himself to me, and we’ve been discussing his ownership of Benjamin and his plans for further training.

Here’s what Master Mike wrote to me last Thursday after I impressed him:

I am impressed by the fact you posted my reprimand. Very humble even for a faggot. Makes me wish you could join Benji on his reward this weekend. It is the six nations (European rugby contest) final matches on Saturday and I have 3 guys from my rugby team coming to watch at mine. Benji does not know they are coming but he will be attending in his full capacity as my faggot. I have bought a nice thick leather collar for the occasion. He will be serving us snacks and beers as well as a full steak dinner he prepared in the evening. All of it bought with his credit card. They have already been told what to expect and what they can ask of him. It does include a foot cleaning as I have trained him. They have also been told no photographs or getting rough with him. All of then have met Benji before so they will know him by face. They are staying the night and getting breakfast in the morning so Benji should have a full 24 hours of serving 4 straight men simultaneously. I know your pussy will be twitching imagining being in his place, but you will restrain yourself from posting this update until Sunday morning. Benji will not know until they arrive that they are coming. And he will not know until after they leave that they knew before that he was my faggot and would be serving them. 

Well, I didn’t hear anything until after the weekend was finished, but it was one hell of an update:

Got a proper account for you about Benjis submission. What a weekend it has been. It started Thursday when I messaged Benji to come over on Friday and happened to mention I was having a shit day. I finish work and head to Thursday rugby practice then head home after. Benji is sat on my doorstep waiting for me. At first I was pissed at him imposing but he said he had messaged offering to come over and cook. I check my phone and what do you know there was a unread message from him. I let him in and he cooked and got on with housework. I was torn whether to punish him for imposing or be happy that he is predicting my wants and needs like a top tier fag.i decided on not punishing him. I did make him phone in sick on Friday though. I had the day off and there were things to do. I was going to be hosting a Six Nations rugby party on Saturday and needed to pick up some snacks. I took Benji’s phone and wallet so he would have no distractions and left him to fully clean my house. He did a satisfactory job of cleaning and once my shopping was unpacked, I took him for a fully supervised clean and reshape of the cage area so he was fully presentable. I had 3 friends coming the next day which Benji didn’t know about. But no fag of mine was going to embarrass me in front of my mates. Then Saturday rolled around. Benji knew I would probably be watching the rugby so he was ready to be serving drinks. He was fully dressed up as a faggot. His chastity cage was polished, he was wearing a leather collar I picked up for him and nothing else.

What he wasn’t expecting was a knock on the door at 10:30. He looked very confused. I told him firmly to get the door. As always he obeyed. I could tell he was terrified. My mates had all been told what to expect and just laughed when he opened the door for them. They walked in like it was nothing and sat around my lounge as I had instructed them. Judging by how red Benji went he humiliated but I was just getting started. He was instructed to get each of us a beer and then to remove their shoes and socks so they could get comfortable. He laid out the snacks for us all and then the matches started. I had him washing my feet during the whole Ireland vs Italy match. And every time my team Ireland scored he was to kiss my feet. For the other matches, I passed him to the others to clean their feet. Only 2 of them accepted, but that is the loss of the third. I think he was worried it was too gay. But it isn’t gay to be served by a faggot.

Benji then made us dinner and we settled in for the final match of the day. Benji’s service had been perfect even though he was humiliated as hell. So I decided to reward him. I called him over and put him directly in front of me. And I offered him my feet. He went to massage them with his hands as usual but I stopped him. Mouth and tongue faggot. He obeyed faster than I thought was possible. I think the little faggot was so excited to finally serve its Master with more then it’s hands. He just kept going and fucking hell did it feel good. His tongue was getting right in between my toes. He seriously has me considering where else that mouth would be of use. He will have to earn that privilege though.

I must have looked like I was loving the treatment as one of the others asked for a turn but I told him absolutely not. My faggot obeys me and will serve as I tell him to. But he will only worship me. I own him and I do not share worship or ownership.

After the last match we just stayed up drinking. Benji was either getting us drinks or kissing and licking my toes. It was very telling that he would not come off my toes unless I told him to get their drinks. He outright ignored their orders if they were counter to mine. I guess that is the hierarchy at work. Two of them stayed the night after drinking that much. Benji was brought into my room where I could keep an eye on him. I allowed him to sleep on my bed at my feet as he did such an incredible job.

This morning he made breakfast for them and then they left. As I am writing this to you he is at my feet giving them another worship session.

Once I have sent this I will be making three things clear to him. One is that he has passed probation. He has proven that he improved my quality of life in his service as a faggot. I will be permanently keeping him as a personal faggot and from here on he is MINE. Two is that as MY faggot he is a member of this household. That means he will get a key and be allowed to live here if he so wishes. The rules are to be obeyed whether he is here or not. He is no longer to treat his flat as somewhere he can behave like a man. No clothes. No furniture. He just has to choose where to obey the rules and I think he will choose my house. Third is that I will do nothing to stop the rugby team from knowing I have a pet faggot. Three of them already saw first hand. All of them come by semi frequently. None of them know Benji’s friends or work colleagues. So I have no interest in hiding it.

So there we are. I am now the official and very proud owner of a faggot. He did a great job this weekend. I think Benji wanted to tell you all this himself but who cares what a faggot wants. He got to start serving my feet this weekend.

Truly a magnificent and glorious display of raw Alpha power by Master Mike! Not only was it an effective way to break Benjamin’s walls of resistance and train obedience into him, but it also taught his Alpha Pack the value of faggot ownership! How can anyone deny the Hierarchical truth powering Master Mike’s decision to take ownership of a personal faggot?

And Master Mike’s blunt statement – “It isn’t gay to be served by a faggot” – is absolutely true, and that truth is explicitly understood only by those straight Alphas powerful enough to own one.

I am taken aback every time I find another straight Alpha who is willing to display such power this openly. In Master Mike’s mind, any member of his Alpha Pack who disagrees with faggot ownership is wrong and not Alpha, essentially. He understands it’s an Alpha’s RIGHT to own and use faggots.

Thank you, Master Mike, for sharing the beginning of your ascension to true power!

Straight Master @PeteyDickens co-owns a faggøt with his friend, straight Master @jacejamesonxx. They’ve both begun to fuck this faggøt, and they’ve learned a lot about their Alphahood because of it.

Here’s what Master Pete wrote today:

“One thing I have discovered since starting to fuck a f@g in the ass is the feminine noises it creates from them. Women are loud & I wonder insincere as sex is a chore for them. Once I get pounding out my f@g buddy the moans it generates are more authentic.

When I hear these real feminine moans after fucking them out of my f@g & the pleasure on my cock from it being pleasured, I find myself being able to fuck harder. I get so into it growling, verbally, & physically dominating him.

My friend who I co-own our f@g with explained this to me. He calls it “beast mode.” Very few women can produce this level of beast mode in an alpha male. The completion of this mode is cumming into my f@g as I am pumping my cum into another human and it’s not just for reproductive purposes.

Lastly it amazes me how much my f@g is still pleasured after I pull out. The intense penetration of my cock & my cum in his body continues to physically & mentally please him after.”

⭐️ That after effect Master Pete mentions is likely the result of cunting!

The following post is part of a thread chronicling the experiences of a French faggot named Fabien who has been claimed by his straight Alpha friend Anthony. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!

I haven’t been writing much from Fabien’s perspective recently because (a) he’s been working tirelessly in service to Master Anthony, and (b) because Master Anthony has recently taken over the storytelling duties as I’ve been able to dig in more in my communications with him.

But I also had another motive: I knew Master Anthony was planning a giant orgy at their shared place that would feature his entire straight Alpha Pack, faggots Fabien and Clement, as well as an unspecified number of girls.

Fabien told me about this event, and I could almost hear him shaking with excitement on the other end of the email. Indeed, I was shaking with a combination of excitement and nerves. I was just hoping the event wouldn’t lead to some sort of drama given the odd mixture of straight Alphas, faggots, and straight females.

Fabien told me a terrific plan he had for the orgy. He went out and bought Romanesque togas for all of the Alphas, and a gold Roman Civic Crown for his Master Anthony (as the God Alpha). I thought this was a masterstroke of genius by the industrious little faggot, and I knew it would be a huge hit.

Things went silent for a couple of days, but today I received this incredible update:

SAM!

OH MY BROTHER! WHAT A NIGHT!

I’m just taking a few minutes to tell you that Saturday night’s orgy went VERY well! We have been about twenty at the flat: Anthony and five of his Alpha brothers, four girls and no less than ten male slaves, including Clément and me! They were from college or gym, and I believe one of them is the brother of one of the guests.

The Men absolutely LOVED dressing up in the style of ancient Rome! Anthony was throned in the center, wearing a beautiful white toga that left half his torso bare, and a laurel wreath on his head!

We slaves wore only our underpants. We worked hard to serve and entertain the Men and their ladies! We had to humiliate ourselves, bark on all fours, catch the food thrown at us, fight each other, crawl on the floor, sing, serve as seats or footrests, worship their feet and muscles and armpits, all under their bursts of laughter and shouts of joy.

The Masters chatted, laughed, ate, drank, danced… And above all, fucked! By the end of the evening, all of them had put their dicks into several slaves’ mouths and asses. The girls also took part in satisfying the Men. I got spit-roasted again! We slaves all had cocks that fucked our throats and asses at the same time! But Anthony was the only one to ass-fuck me, by his own decision. I sucked many dicks and licked many feet, but I’m the only slave who got just one cock in his ass.

Anthony was clearly having a very great time! At the end of the evening, he was French-kissing a lady while two others girls were licking his hard cock and two of my fellow slaves were worshipping his feet. I must confess I felt a hint of jealousy for these girls and my brothers, but I immediately suppressed this feeling by focusing on Anthony’s happiness, which is all that matters! I’m so delighted to see him receive all this adoration! And even then, it’s only a fraction of what he deserves!

Everyone’s still fast asleep this morning, so I’m writing this e-mail taking advantage of being the only one awake. Anthony is in his room with two girls. Henri is in the guest room with another Alpha and another girl. The other three Men and the last girl are huddled together on the sofa bed. Clément and two other slaves have slept with me on the kitchen floor. The others were sent to sleep on the landing and in the stairwell. I’ll check on them after I’ve served breakfast to the Masters. The apartment is an incredible mess! I hope I’ll get some help from my fellow slaves, because it’s going to be very long and very tough to clean and tidy everything up! That’s how it is: for the Superior Men to enjoy themselves and have fun, we inferior males have to work harder! And what a pure bliss to make them happy!

I’m about to wake up my co-slaves in the kitchen to start making breakfast! Bye!

Lots of love!

Fab the fag

Letters like that one drive me forward in this crazy pursuit!

First and foremost, notice that Master Anthony rounded up more faggots so that all of his straight brothers could have plenty of holes to fuck all night! Remember, Master Anthony just started using faggots sexually a few weeks ago, and now THIS happened. But it’s all due to his unparalleled leadership and brazen confidence that anything like this could even happen.

This orgy was a perfect way to mentor his Alpha brothers into trying faggots sexually, because in a Pack setting each Alpha pushes the next to try new things and conquer new obstacles. Unknown to the rest, Master Anthony was actually helping his Alpha brothers unlock power within themselves. And honestly, that’s the best gift one Alpha can bestow on another.

I’m so glad the faggots (including shy Clement) could handle the double penetrations (which I’m sure weren’t gentle). And I really love that Master Anthony fucked his faggot in front of everybody, but like a King retired to bed to fuck two more females while his faggot slept in the kitchen. There is no end to his power.

Fabien had no training or mentorship from anyone except maybe me … and INSTINCT. And that’s important to remember. A natural faggot like Fabien is BORN to serve. He MUST serve. And look how he responds to that call, by serving his Master perfectly! I adore my little brother Fabien!

I haven’t heard from Master Anthony, but I’m sure something’s coming. But regardless, I’m so grateful to hear that this orgy went so well and everyone finished feeling fulfilled and joyful!

Thank you, Fabien!

It’s easy for an Alpha to be degrading to any faggot, but especially to one behind a gloryhole curtain!

It’s basically nothing more than a glorified tube sock.

How could an Alpha respect that?

HierarchyIsLaw #HierarchyIsTruth

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!

NOTE: The following testimony is written by Alpha Lucas, who is 15 years old. This is published with the written permission of his Mother, Sophie. So whiners and keyboard warriors: FUCK OFF.

In the annals of the nine years of this site, there has never been a young Alpha so sure of his Kingship as 15-year-old Alpha Lucas. The only real analogue is Master Dean, who claimed his faggot twin brother at a similar age. I’ve covered some distant memories of situations similar to this.

But Alpha Lucas’s story is remarkably unique not only because of his vast power at that age, but also because he has his mother Sophie completely onboard as the Queen who desires to raise her son as the God Alpha she knows he is.

Alpha Lucas recently wrote directly to me through his mother’s monitored email, to make introduction to me as well as make a declaration of his arrival on the Hierarchical scene. That arrival feels like the arrival of the asteroid that collided with the Earth and killed the dinosaurs. A monumental thing.

Here’s what Alpha Lucas said:

Hi inferior,

I’m Alpha Lucas. Mom is okay with me writing to you on her email. We both listened to your podcast about me and I loved it! We all agree that I’m at least an Apex Alpha, if not more. I love ordering people around and seeing them get busy to please me. Bring me this, carry me that, give me something, massage me, kiss my feet. What I love the most is when other boys at first dislike me and resist me, and end up submitting. That’s so good to see them give up and admit my superiority! I was born to be served. My dream is to have many menservants and maidservants at my beck and call, completely focused on my comfort and my happiness as their only aim. I used to think everyone dreamed of that, but I have found out many buddies actually like to be servants and that they enjoy submitting to me! So, as you said, it’s just a win-win for everyone.

Anyway, I was intrigued by what you said about protector Alphas and destroyer Alphas. I want to be a protector Alpha. That’s how it started with my best friend when we were kids. I defended him by kicking the shit out of the bastards who beat him up. Since then, he follows me everywhere and does everything I tell him. I love that. He’s a good pal and I don’t want anything bad happening to him. But I’m wondering. When my servants kiss my feet, or even just kneel, or simply call me “my prince” or “master”, I feel a wave of energy rise within me. I feel a rush that I don’t quite understand. I don’t know exactly what I want but I feel like I want to hit them, tackle them to the ground, make them beg. Are these the impulses of a destroyer Alpha? Should I worry about this? How do protector Alphas treat their inferiors? I don’t want to hurt them, but in a way I also want to. It’s complicated.

I have no idea how a young Alpha can already have a deep desire to own multiple servants all submitting and serving him. Can this really be an inborn thing? It’s so startling to read those desires from him. It’s like looking into a black hole only to find it looking back at you with a hungry, predatorial look in its eyes!

Tempering that is Alpha Lucas’s expressed hope and desire to become a Protector Alpha. That’s meaningful and admirable. I’m excited to see how he develops that!

Then Alpha Lucas shared a recent experience that showed off how he’s dealing with the Protector and Destroyer sides of his Alpha personality.

I appreciate your answer. I like the challenge of having to manage all my superior male impulses and learn to channel them into being the protector I want to be. Yesterday, I met a fellow boy I challenged to a fight, just for fun. When I pinned him to the ground, I told him “If I wanted to, I could smash your face in and hurt you a lot”. He begged me. I told him I’d spare him if he’d admit that I was the strongest and that I was his master. He complied. I loved the feeling. I helped him up and hugged him. I don’t know if this is something alphas do with their inferiors, but it came naturally to me. That evening, I invited him home to play video games and watch TV. He sat down by himself on the floor at my feet. When he approached the coffee table, I put my feet on his shoulders, like a footrest. He didn’t flinch. I think I’ll make him lick my feet often!

I had a question to ask you, after your e-mail. You dispute that my childhood friend is my friend. Is the master-servant relationship really incompatible with friendship? I still like hanging out with him and I mean him well. Even if I like to boss him around, and he likes to obey me. But I’m not going to kill him and eat him like the farmer does his animals, I’m still going to have fun with him. We just both know our places: I’m the superior one, he’s the inferior, I command, he serves.

With these kinds of experiences and the knowledge he’s rapidly gaining through this site, Alpha Lucas is really beginning to see the real truth of his destined place in Hierarchy:

Yeah, I’m totally in to think of my closest subs as my dogs: my friendly and loyal servants. I’m not looking for equal relationship anyway. The only relationships I know are the ones where I have the power. I most definitely agree that my classmates are all inferiors to me. I’m not one of the leaders of my class: I’m the only one leader. That is why I’m interested by your telling about Alpha pack of Alpha brothers who are “on my level”. I have yet to met a guy I think of as being “on my level”, but I guss there might be some out there. If I remember your diagram, there is hierarchy even among Alphas. I’m pretty sure I’m an Apex if not a God Alpha so if and when I met Alpha brothers, I’ll be a leader. So, even they won’t really be my equals, right?

You see? He understands that he is ascending to the highest heights of Hierarchy!

To that end, I decided to introduce him to Master Dean. Even though Master Dean is weighed down with a lot of personal stuff right now, he graciously decided to heed my call and mentor Alpha Lucas (who is only a couple of years younger). Master Dean in an exceptional teacher, wise beyond his years, and I have no doubt that many of Alpha Lucas’s questions will receive the right answers!

I just wish there was some way I could really describe the unending reign of power and worship I foresee in Alpha Lucas! But I think he’s finally starting to see it for himself!

This post is part of a thread chronicling the rise of straight Master Anthony, the 22-year-old God Alpha who took ownership of his first faggot, Fabien. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!

One of the most astonishing true stories of this new platform involves a straight Alpha named Master Anthony and his roommate/faggot Fabien. When I first met Fabien, he breathlessly told me about his hot new roommate named Anthony who looked “exactly” like SPIDERMAN star Tom Holland (hence the header image). Fabien went on and on about how Anthony was sexy, built, and confident, and also how Anthony was already assuming that Fabien would do chores for him.

It was that last part that intrigued me. It’s always a sign an Alpha wants to be served by a faggot when he starts dumping his chores off on the inferior. So when Fabien begged me to help him devise a plan to submit to Anthony, I eagerly agreed. Very quickly Fabien was able to convince Anthony to become his Master, and the rest is history.

Subsequent posts and emails from Fabien revealed the true extent of Master Anthony’s power. It was clear based on his dealings with all inferiors and well as his Alpha Pack that Master Anthony is a God Alpha of jaw-dropping control and depth.

Recently Master Anthony collared Fabien, and the collaring “ceremony” was so exciting that Master Anthony fucked Fabien (his first time) and bred him, totally cementing his Ownership of his first faggot. At that point I was desperate to communicate with this emerging God Alpha, so I reached out to him with an effusive email full of praise and congratulations.

But nothing could prepare me for the extraordinary response I’d receive from him!

Here’s what he wrote:

Such a good inferior! You sure know how to talk to your betters, right? I always like it when people know their place (far) below me in the human hierarchy!

I think you’re right: I’m built to dominate and command, and people like you and Fabien and many others are built to obey, serve and worship me. I don’t know, it seems so natural, so easy, to have inferiors around me to do my bidding! And I discovered this step by step, taking my domination to new levels.

When I was a kid, we often had fights between boys, to impress the girls or simply to be competitive. I loved it, because I always won. And also, in my little group with my four best mates (who still are today), we had already decided that I was the leader, and my bestie Henri was the under-leader. Even though I sometimes had to assert myself a bit to put my buddies in their place, it was very fun! I always ended up being obeyed and followed! And of course, with the weaker, shyer guys, it was easier! 

I remember one time I consciously realized that I liked to dominate inferiors. I was a young teenager, around twelve, I was eating a snack in a park, and seeing a group of older guys in their late teens or early twenties. One of them had spilled sauce on another’s sneakers, and the latter had ordered him to clean them up. He knelt down to lick the sneakers clean! The others giggled, but the two involved remained very serious. I thought it was one of the hottest things I’d ever seen, and I dreamed of reproducing it. Since then, I’ve loved having bootlickers, literally and figuratively! And what’s more: I realized that some guys actually liked to be humiliated and dominated by me and submit! And being a leader and a master don’t hurt your chances with the ladies, also!

Growing up, I noticed that people frequently lost their composure around me, flustering, stammering and shying away when I was confident and self-assured. I especially love it when people accuse me of being arrogant and entitled and finally yield to my charms, sometimes even conceding that I’m just as damn great as I think I am. And I love watching girls compete with each other for the privilege of going out with me and being fucked by me. And I can always (or almost always) choose the one I want, when I want and for how long I want! I always win, I always dominate, I always get what I want. It’s my birthright! 

Ever since I was in college, I’ve had so much fun hitting on girls and making them fall at my feet, desperate for my favors. And I also have a lot of fun intimidating and subduing submissive guys. An unfailing way of spotting them is in the lecture hall: when I spread my legs and put my feet on the benches in front of me (sometimes in shoes, sometimes in socks), and I see guys settling there with no problem, I know they’ll soon be licking my soles and massaging my feet, sometimes in public!

So I’ve already had a lot of bootlickers. But Fabien is my first cocksucker! When he brought me breakfast in bed, after having catered for me and my friends all evening the night before, I was so horny that I wanted to make him suck my cock. For a second I thought ‘Wait, am I bisexual?’, but I don’t care. I’m alone with a slave on hand who’s willing to do anything for my pleasure, let’s just enjoy it! And it feels so good to fuck a throat in a really manly way! And when he begged me to put on him the necklace I gave him to symbolize his enslavement… I couldn’t resist fucking him. And it feels so good to control another guy and cum inside him! So yeah I think you’re right: it’s all about power!

I’ll always fuck girls, because I love it so much, they’re so beautiful and delicious and soft, their pussies are so comfortable and give so much pleasure. But the pleasure of seeing a man submit to my will, let himself be penetrated by me, take my sperm, give up his manhood for me? That’s a thrill I will never deny myself.

And domination over women and men is complementary and mutually reinforcing. Guys respect the man who conquers the most beautiful ladies all the more. And chicks often swoon over hunky men who dominate other guys.

It’s not easy for me to admit it, because I like to think of myself as a tough guy who isn’t sentimental, but I’ve come to care a lot about Fabien. I love that he’s completely obsessed with me and my well-being! I’m positive he could do absolutely anything if I told him it would make me happy! Just licking my footprints on the ground is heaven for him! And I really appreciate his smartness and initiative to make me feel good. If he could use his tongue to roll out a red carpet in front of me to walk on, he’d do it without hesitation! And the fact that he’s a mature, serious, well-established, rather good-looking and masculine adult spices things up even more! It shows just how extraordinary and superior I am!

That is one the greatest Alpha introductions I’ve ever experienced! In fact, I had to read it multiple times just to really absorb the blast of information and energy radiating from it!

What Master Anthony’s first letter reveals completely is that Alphahood is something inborn. He had the desire to have inferior males submit to him the way females do, to debase themselves at his feet. Key part: this was an unconscious need he had, something he didn’t understand.

Master Anthony is a product of being born genetically superior, and growing up worshiped as a superior Male. He had his choice of females to fuck, he had a tight Alpha Pack following his lead and obeying him, and it seemed like the pinnacle of Alpha existence.

And then he moved into Fabien’s apartment.

Immediately his Alpha senses detected Fabien’s submissiveness and began taking advantage of him. However, little Fabien had recruited me and we began devising a way to unlock Master Anthony’s deeper dominant instincts. Needless to say, it worked!

And you can hear that next level of power coursing through Master Anthony’s letter. It’s like he’s fallen down the rabbit hole into Wonderland, only to discover he already owns Wonderland! He realizes that he’s now more powerful than almost all other straight Alphas because he’s taken complete ownership of a faggot that worships even the ground where his foot touches (nice illustration, Master!).

Master Anthony also reveals his deep affection for his faggot, something we don’t hear enough from straight Alpha Owners of faggots. He cares very much for Fabien, and loves what Fabien does. He shows appreciation, and compliments his faggot when he serves well. He’s a natural Protector Alpha of the highest order. He proves that a Man doesn’t need to be a cruel asshole to be dominant or to get what he wants!

I can absolutely see why Fabien is so enthralled by Master Anthony. He’s literally the definition of a God Alpha … but he couldn’t fully embody that role without the worship of faggots like Fabien!

Alphas like Master Anthony make me proud to be a faggot. I’m just so humbled to know a God Alpha like him, and that he blesses me with the undeserved opportunity to tell the world about his existence!

Thank you, Master Anthony! And thank you, my dear Fabien!

I am a gay man. I am also a faggot, in that I exist to serve dom men and to be used and abused by them. However I don’t get this serving straight guys. In my experience straight guys will do anything to avoid gay men – it is very bad for their image to be associated with us. All my experiences as a faggot has been with dom gay men (not straight). So isn’t this straight guy using faggots things just a fantasy?

No, brother, it’s not “just a fantasy.” Are you new around here? This entire site started off in 2015 on the premise that straight Man and Alphas owned and used faggots. I myself have been owned multiple times by straight Alphas. I’ve covered countless true stories of straight Alphas discovering the uses of faggots. 

Not a fantasy at all.

Have a question? CLICK HERE to ask!

Hi Sam.

So, I have been friends with this guy (lets call him Jake for simplicity) for 10 years now. Jake is very muscular kinda of guy, very manly, very Alpha like. And I like him a lot. But the problem is that I get mixed signals from him. I don’t know if he is straight or gay or bi. So the signals are; he sends me a lot of pictures of himself shirtless, showing of his muscles. I don’t know why would he send me those pictures if he wasn’t interested in me. Then when we are meeting, he always demands that I come to him, never other way around. He lives really far away, like two hours drive on highway. I never openly said to him that I’m gay, but when we are together he always is kinda homophobic, uses word faggot, which in my language sounds even worse than in English. So, I want to serve him but I don’t know what to do, and what he thinks of this? So please help me.

Thank you for the question, brother.

I’m not sure these signals are quite as mixed as you think. He’s clearly Alpha, and probably straight. However, here are a few other things we can say:

1. no straight or gay Alpha I’ve ever heard of sends shirtless pics to their male friends unless they’re interested in using them. 

2. His demands that you drive to him are a power play being used to see how well you obey his wishes. 

3. His use of the word “faggot” (or whatever word that is in your language) around you isn’t a threat … he’s testing you to see how you respond. My first Alpha did this to me multiple times before forcing me to become his cocksucker. 

Frankly, I think this Alpha is primed and ready for you to submit to him. 

How you choose to do this is up to you. One faggot recently had great success using my “Letter To An Alpha” to help the Alpha understand what you are and what you’re offering. You could do what that faggot did and just ask him to read it, and then see how he reacts. 

Or, you could kneel and confess to him that you’re a faggot. Alphas love seeing this because you’re confessing to them and also submitting to them.

Or, you could get in a low physical position near his feet and start rubbing them. Feet are a powerful way to get an Alpha’s attention. 

Or, you could start a conversation with him by asking him “do you consider yourself to be Alpha?” When he answers “yes” then start discussing the Hierarchy with him. You could use my pyramid graphic as a way for him to grasp the concept. Ask him where he thinks you are, and see what he says (I’ll bet he says “faggot”). Then perhaps you could admit it. 

Any of these methods will work, but it just depends on what you can handle. Just remember: you’ve been friends with him for 10 years, so he’s not going to hurt you. He will AT LEAST be curious, trust me!  

Have a question? CLICK HERE to ask!

The following post is part of a thread chronicling the experiences of a French faggot named Fabien who has been claimed by his straight Alpha friend Anthony. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!

Over the span of many months, I have been blessed to know my little French faggot brother Fabien and help him find a way to become the faggot of his straight Alpha (former) friend Anthony. As Master Anthony took control of Fabien, our correspondences became less frequent because Fabien was relating these stories to me when Master Anthony wasn’t around because Master Anthony had no idea his superior life was being celebrated here like this.

Recently I had a feeling that it was time that Master Anthony found out what kind of tribute had been erected here in his honor. I was pretty sure he’d like it, but one never can tell about these things. However, I thought it was time to be transparent with Master Anthony. If he liked it, then the thread here might win Fabien some additional points with his Master.

Fabien was (sort of) in agreement with me, but he put it off. I’m sure he was nervous to reveal this site and this thread to his Master.

Well, today I found out that Master Anthony has read the site and the posts about him. How do I know? Because Master Anthony left a series of very excited and dominant replies to virtually every post! I wanted to create a post celebrating Master Anthony’s responses to what he now sees in the mirror of the internet.

Here are his replies:

“Yeah, I can remember it like it was yesterday. What a great moment! Funny to see this story told from the other point of view!”

“Ah ah! The Pack! I love it! Yeah, we are a pack of young wolves, actually! And parties with slaves on hand are so much fun!“

“Ah ah! I love reading my stories as told by my slave! He adores me so much! I can’t believe I didn’t try a male cocksucker before! He really does a good job by now!“

“That’s not a fabrication, I can tell you! And yes, Fabien is really lucky! (Okay, maybe I am a bit lucky too)“

“Aww! Fabien idolizes me so fucking much! Isn’t he cute? The funny thing, I’ve allowed him to keep using the spare room when no one else is home, but he’s decided on his own to move permanently into the kitchen! A good inferior who knows his place!“

“Hey, that was a cool podcast!  Love this dedication to honoring my superiority! If you still hope to chat with me, you can send me an email“

“LOL I don’t know if I see “past the end of my cock” but I do realize Fabien is one hell of a good slave! And I deserve no less! He only needed very little training“

“My slave Fabien is so fucking adorable! Such a gooood boy! A good boy who loves his master so much! Of course there’s a bond between us, Fabien, my little puppy!“

“I love my best bro Henri! I was happy to offer him a slave
And I love how Fabien is so obsessed with me! I love power! I love to be me!“

“Yes indeed, I am so superior and my devoted slave works so hard for my comfort and my pleasure! What’s not to love? It’s so good to be the master! Especially when you have such a good slave!“

“That’s what I love most about Fabien: he’s proactive, takes initiative and genuinely cares about me above all else! A man like me deserves no less from his slave“

“Oh damn right I love this! I am reading all this with Fabien who is taking care of my cock. He has already swallowed two loads of my cum and I’m still as horny as ever! I’m going to fuck him SO HARD right now!
HIERARCHY IS TRUTH! AND I AM AT THE TOP OF IT!“

Master Anthony’s awesome, off-the-cuff replies to the stories written about him is like watching King Arthur pull Excalibur from the rock and suddenly realizing – yes, I’m the chosen one. Master Anthony glanced at this site, read these stories, and suddenly saw the entire world was worshiping him!

I’m so very proud of the fact that I can serve Master Anthony in this small way, to be the one who carries his triumphant stories of dominance and conquest to the world. Thank you, Master Anthony, for being so generous!

And thank you, my precious brother Fabien, for sharing with me!

For a lot of straight Alphas, Asian faggøts are an easy way to get into fucking them. Asians are hairless, tiny, and very submissive.

It’s practically a female!

The following post is part of a thread chronicling the submission of a British faggot named Benjamin who successfully used my “Letter To An Alpha” to submit to his straight Alpha friend. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!

It’s honestly incredible how far Benjamin’s service relationship with his former friend/current Master has progressed! Before Benjamin used my “Letter To An Alpha”, he was friends with a glorious Alpha. But as soon as he read that letter, Benjamin’s friend turned on him and took absolute control of him! Insane!

But predicting what an Alpha might do is much like trying to predict the path of a tornado!

In my last update, I casually wondered aloud about how Benji’s Master explains Benji’s presence to the females he fucks all the time. Certainly he would need to say SOMETHING when a naked faggot enters their bedroom to serve them breakfast, right?

Fortunately Benjamin read that and sent me the following explanation that greatly illuminates exactly what kind of Master he serves:

When you posted my last update you had a passing wonder of what Master tells the women he fucks. I think it is a bit of a shock for them when an almost naked (Master has me wear a pair of briefs in front of this company) guy enters the room with bacon and eggs. He simply tells them “this is my fag, he made us breakfast”. It has happened 4 or 5 times, and all bar twice they have just shut up. One of them thanked me for the breakfast, and was told off by Master because you shouldn’t thank a faggot for doing its job. The other girl told Master off for calling me a faggot and refused to eat the food. Master kicked her out immediately, blocked her and I was permitted to have the food I prepared her in my bowl that morning. I should also say, he checked in with me that day too to make sure I was OK, which was very appreciated.

If you or other readers have any other questions, either from interest or for educational purposes for Masters or faggots, please ask them.

WOW!

Benjamin’s Master must be insanely secure and self-assured to be able to react so defiantly in favor of his ownership of faggots! Even my straight Masters, as secure as they were, still referred to me as their “friend” around others! But Benjamin’s Master doesn’t care what anyone else thinks! I LOVE IT!

I also love how he kicked out the one female for throwing a hissy fit over his use of the word “faggot”! That’s dominance!

But in the midst of all of that testosterone-fueled bravado, there is that little sliver of tenderness: Master asked Benjamin if he was emotionally okay in performing his duties as his faggot! I must tell you, sweet moments like that from a Master have carried me far in my career as a faggot. I’m sure Benjamin was thrilled and touched to the core when his Master deigned to check on his lowly faggot’s welfare!

For Alphas out there reading this, please consider this Master’s forthright and defiant stance in favor of faggot ownership. Nobody should ever attempt to defy the will of an Alpha, and no Alpha should ever need to bend to the wills of inferiors!

And for my lovely brother Benjamin, I have only praise for him and his devoted service! He picked the right Alpha for sure, and he’s done everything possible to become the faggot he always wanted!

Everyone who endeavors to live Hierarchically should be as proud as Benjamin and his Master!

I haven’t been privileged to meet with many females in my nine years teaching Hierarchy, let alone collaborate with any. Let’s face it: even though this site deals with Hierarchy’s effect on EVERYONE, it’s still primarily a gay-oriented blog. I wouldn’t expect many women to wander across my stuff, and if they do, I’m sure they despise it.

But Sophie, the mother of 15-year-old Alpha Lucas, is not like any other woman I’ve ever encountered. She’s so intuitive and insightful that she could see her son was different from other boys his age, but she couldn’t quite put her finger on it. It so bothered her that she sought the advice of a friend, and that friend pointed her to this site.

And she saw the truth of it!

From her first letter to me I could tell she was almost relieved that she had found the answer about her son, and it was the most joyous answer any mother could ever want: that her son is Alpha, born to be a King, and born to be worshiped and served – by anyone he chooses – for the rest of his blessed life!

I’ve been so thrilled to work with Sophie (and, by extension, Sir Lucas) that I was moved to devote Hierarchy Podcast #269 to her and Sir Lucas. In it, I praised both of them and pledged myself to serve his development.

Sophie’s response to the podcast provided a lot of detail, as well as her deep respect for Hierarchy:

Sam,

As I ate my breakfast this morning, I was delighted to listen to your podcast about Lucas, while he was still asleep. I think he and I will listen to it together tonight, it will please him and surely help him.

To answer one of your comments, I have to say that although I consider myself to be a strong independent woman, I fully respect and admire powerful dominant men who are able to lead others with strength, courage and compassion. There’s nothing good in this world that doesn’t come from them.

Lucas was at home last night with his childhood best friend. As they chatted and played in front of the TV, I watched them, pensive. I remember when they were little boys, they would enjoy to play Middle Ages characters, with Lucas as the knight or crown prince and his friend as his squire or a peasant. When I see how the sweet boy still always follows Lucas’ leadership in everything, I’m thinking these roles have never really left them.

I am so happy that you regard my Lucas as your superior. I cannot tell you what incredible feeling it is as a mother to hear a grown man publicly stating that my son is superior to him. When I heard you say “All the riches and glory of this earth are gonna be laid at Alpha Lucas’ feet.” my heart exploded with pride. I can assure you: no one is going to take that from him!

When my handsome prince emerged from his room, I embraced him and showered his face with kisses. I told him “My son, you’re headed for a life of power and success! Everyone will kneel before you! You world will be exactly what you want it to be! My sweet prince, promise me you will be a fair and wise king and caring for the lesser people at your feet!”

He promised. I gave him again a big hug. He said “I love you, Mom” and then he gently pushed me away, as he does when I get too clingy! I need to accept that my little boy is becoming a man who needs space. And what a man! What a privilege to have carried an alpha male in my womb and to see him become the king he is meant to be!

Thank you again for your advice and support.

Best,

Sophie

So beautiful and heartfelt!

Sophie is simply not like most women today. In the West women are brainwashed into thinking they’re equal to Men and can do whatever a Man can do. Any objective look at reality reveals how false that is. Still, women believe it, much to the detriment of society.

But Sophie sees things like the Spartan women of old. Anyone who has seen the film 300 knows exactly what I mean. Those women honored Men for what they are: the gods of this Earth. They were proud to submit to them (like every inferior person did), support them, and and bear them Alpha sons from their Alpha seed.

You can hear Sophie’s spiritual heritage as a Spartan woman in her words above. She glorifies powerful Alpha Men, and she celebrates the young Alpha her womb brought into the world.

As we all should!

Thank you Sophie for sharing your heart and baring your soul! And thank you for raising the next King!

The following post is part of a thread chronicling the experiences of a French faggot named Fabien who has been claimed by his straight Alpha friend Anthony. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!

For nine years I have covered the true stories of straight Alphas using faggots, and for nine years I’ve been told it’s impossible. All these nine years verified for me is that my own experiences with straight Alphas wasn’t just luck or my own personal skill.

Straight Alphas need worship about as much as they need air in their lungs. They crave the sight of an inferior surrendering themselves completely to their power, offering anything just to please them. Alphas love to see how their mere presence bends wills and claims lives. Worship verifies to an Alpha what he knows about himself – that he is a King, not an everyday Man.

Now, women definitely provide some amount of that worship. However, there are always strings attached to that, which causes the Alpha consternation. It’s not really worship if a payment is expected for it; that’s called a paid service, not worship.

This is where faggots come into play for straight Alphas. Unlike women, faggots absolutely understand their true place at the feet of straight Alphas. They give everything to these straight Alphas, obeying completely and working tirelessly to satisfy every demand a straight Alpha makes. But something magical happens when a straight Alpha takes ownership of a 100% devoted and loyal faggot. The completely submissive worship of the faggot begins to excite the straight Alpha in ways even he cannot explain. Much the same way cashmasters become sexually aroused by tributes of money, so too do straight Alphas become sexually aroused by the sight of faggots submitting to them.

And that is why straight Alphas and faggots are and will always link together, drawn by the irresistible magnetic forces of Hierarchy.

The latest (and possibly most dramatic) example of this is the case of a young straight Alpha named Anthony, and his faggot friend who worships him, Fabien.

In my last update, I revealed the beautiful collar Master Anthony gave to his faggot while on his way to fuck another female. The collar had a lovely design that spelled out “Anthony”, in effect acting as a dog tag identifying who owns Fabien. Instantly I knew something was developing inside Master Anthony, some powerful force rising up from within him. I told Fabien this, warning him to be ready for what’s coming next.

To that end, I put a bug in Fabien’s ear, suggesting that it would be so much more impactful if Master Anthony were to place the collar on him personally. Fabien agreed, and so I waited for the result of this plan.

To say it succeeded beyond my wildest dreams would be an understatement so deep it would need a funeral. Here’s what Fabien wrote:

Sam, oh my beloved Sam,I come back to you at last! Anthony’s away at university today, so I can take a moment to try and sum up as best I can what happened on Monday when he came back!

He arrived a little earlier than expected, as lunch was still heating up. He chilled out on the sofa. I shyly went over to him, his wonderful gift in hand. He looked at me, intrigued. “Aren’t you wearing it?” So I knelt down. “Master, I have a favor to beg of you. Would you do me the honor of putting it around my neck yourself? I beg you, sir.”

He grinned cockily. He stood up, took the necklace and tied it around my neck. He grabbed my chin to make me look up at him. “You’re mine,” he said. “I’m yours. My mighty Master. I belong at your feet and I exist to serve you.”

He now looked serious, focused. He took a breath and pulled out his cock. I sucked him fervently. I think I’ve now got the hang of it and I know how to satisfy him! I feel so connected to him, when I look into his eyes, on my knees, his cock and cum in my mouth and his tender but firm hand on the back of my head!

After he ejaculated and I swallowed his manly juice, he stroked my hair. “You’re a good slave.” “I’ll do anything for you.” I saw an intense gleam light up in his eyes. He was getting a hard-on again. Then he lifted me up, and pushed me face down on the sofa. He abruptly pulled down my pants and underwear and… I think you can guess what happened next.

He fucked me. He fucked my ass. His cock was already wet and he wet my hole with a little of his own saliva. His huge cock entered. I barely had time to think about what was happening that I was ass-fucked for the first time in my life!

I have to admit: it hurt quite a lot, but I instantly focused on his pleasure to stay quiet. He fucked me vigorously, even furiously! I heard what sounded like screams of rage! Then he muttered “I’m so superior… I’m the best… I’m the master…” After he came the first time, I stayed still for a few moments while he was catching his breath, and he was soon at it again! And this time, he pinned me to the floor. He put his black leather boot on my head while he fucked me!

I started kissing my pendant with his name on it. Then he said, “Kiss this instead,” and put his boot next to my face, so I could kiss and lick it. He was saying “You’re an inferior male… You’re so inferior to me… You’re my slave… SAY IT!” I did my best to speak clearly. “I am your slave! You’re such an awesome man! You’re a god! I was born to serve you!” He roared!
He actually roared!

After three orgasms, he finally slumped on the sofa. He gave me a hand gesture that I understood as an order to serve lunch. He removed his boots and, after serving him, I massaged his socked feet while he ate.

He went away for the afternoon until late that night. When he returned, he fucked me before going to sleep. Then the next morning, after my morning blowjob. Then in the shower. And again on the couch before leaving. And last night. He was in a hurry to leave this morning, so not this time… But I guess I’d better get ready for tonight!

Sam, I think Anthony has reached a new Alpha level… My ass is sore… But my heart is bursting with happiness and gratitude!

Your baby brother has grown up!

Fabien lost his virginity to a young God Alpha!

First of all, I’m so proud of Fabien for everything he has done in service to Master Anthony. He’s literally been the perfect faggot, tiptoeing on a tightrope to impress his incredible King. Fabien has surrendered everything in order to give Master Anthony exquisite service and maximum worship.

And for that slavish devotion, Fabien was finally fucked and bred by Master Anthony’s God Alpha cock!

I must point out that this was not only Fabien’s first time getting fucked, but it was also Master Anthony’s first time fucking a faggot. They both lost a virginity of sorts! But from what Fabien relates here, does it sound like Master Anthony loved fucking a faggot despite being straight? DAMN RIGHT HE DID!

Why is that? Well, like I said in my intro, straight Alphas are turned-on by POWER. Notice what precipitated Master Anthony taking Fabien’s virginity – it was Fabien’s submissiveness and his declarations of devotion! From that came the massive surge of POWER within Master Anthony that made him NEED to breed his faggot and claim it from the inside by marking it with his seed!

The straight Alpha/faggot dynamic is as primal as any in the natural world. Still don’t believe me? You’re not paying attention.

Congratulations to my dear sweet little brother Fabien, and to God Alpha Master Anthony!

HIERARCHY IS TRUTH!

The following post is part of a thread about Chadwick, a faggot in his sixties who serves multiple Alphas domestically. CLICK HERE to read this thread in chronological order!

My brother Chadwick is such an inspiration. He’s a pure faggot who truly embraced his purpose later in life, and he’s thrown himself into his domestic service with all of his heart and strength! He’s managed to collect a number of powerful Alphas and Alpha couples to serve around the United States, and he diligently and meticulously serves them all with the same level of devotion.

Chadwick recently updated me about his service to one particular Alpha, but what he says at the end really resonated with me:

HI sam,

Just wanted to let you know i had a great day of serving “SeekingEagerSubs.”

Due to a family issue, i had not been able to serve my Master for a month and there was quite a bit of work. 

Seven loads of Laundry

Cleaning the bathroom and kitchen

as well as the rest of His Home.

Most importantly, i made sure to greet Him when He came home for Lunch with 7 kisses on each foot. 

There is something about special about my Master that not only is he incredibly smart and Driven  but He understands me. After a lifetime of feeling misunderstood and out of place there is nothing better than feeling so accepted and safe.

It’s great that this straight Alpha enjoys Chadwick’s service and allows Chadwick to kiss his feet! This arrangement all happened because Chadwick, driven by his need to serve, humbly presented himself to this Alpha! He didn’t just sit around dreaming about it. He made it happen!

But it’s that final sentence I want to highlight: “After a lifetime of feeling misunderstood and out of place there is nothing better than feeling so accepted and safe.” When an Alpha accepts a faggot’s service and starts using it (in any way), the faggot receives a deep contentment arising from the fulfillment of purpose.

But it’s even more than that. As Chadwick mentions, the faggot feels “safe”. Well, it’s because faggots struggle with self-esteem and are often afraid of being discovered and despised for being weak. All a faggot wants to do is serve and please a Man, yet so many morons think that alone is worthy of condemnation.

But when a superior Man – an Alpha – accepts a faggot into his life and starts to use it, the faggot feels a sense of worth – of pride, even. The faggot can point to a great Man and whisper pridefully to itself, “That Man is my Master.”

And that is transformational. From a mentor faggot to an object, an Alpha’s acceptance and use changes everything!