This is absolutely brutal use and abuse, but there’s no better way to brainwash a fagg0t into absolute obedience and service. #HierarchyIsLaw #HierarchyIsTruth

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!

In the previous post we learned that Master Anthony was moody and clearly upset with something, but he wasn’t confiding his troubles with anyone, not even his loyal faggot Fabien. This troubled Fabien to the point that he finally begged his Master for answers and ways he could help.

While Master Anthony didn’t reveal the issue, he was comforted by his faggot’s concern and deep love.

Well, after a few days Master Anthony finally told Fabien what was bothering him!

Here’s Fabien:

A little update about Anthony’s mood. I think he’s going to get better soon. Yesterday he told me that he had decided to confront the guy flirting with the same girl as him and challenge him to a fight in front of her. He beat the crap out of him and held him down, until he pleaded for mercy and conceded that Anthony was the stronger man. The silly girl tried to make amends with Anthony, but he dumped her. Serves her right.

This morning, Anthony was hanging around the apartment in his pajamas, looking relaxed. He came to see me while I was making his bed. He thanked me for boosting his ego. I answered: “If your ego isn’t the size of the planet, I’m doing a terrible job and I’m failing my life’s purpose. You don’t have to be grateful to me, I’m just doing my duty as best as I can!” He got his cocky grin and said “I like that. But I want you to know you’re doing great. I’m glad to have you. You see, I love my bros to bits, but I always have to fight to remind them who’s the boss. It’s nice to know I can count on you for a shot of self-confidence.”

I believe I almost passed out with emotion. The next thing I knew, I was on my belly licking his toes and thanking him. Then he had me worshipping his cock; we were looking into each other’s eyes while I had his dick in my mouth and he tenderly stroke my hair, smiling smugly. I sucked him off again in the shower after soaping him up, and then again before he left for the afternoon. This time, he ejaculated all over my face! He wished me a good afternoon and gave me his orders for dinner.

Secretly I was proud of myself; I told Fabien over email that I thought a scenario exactly like this was to blame, and sure enough, I was right!

Although, honestly, it’s hard to imagine a scenario like this happening. According to Fabien, Master Anthony looks exactly like Tom Holland (hence the post header image) and is just as athletic … so why on Earth would any girl cheat on him?? It’s incomprehensible to me.

But once again my brother Fabien was absolutely perfect, following his instincts and kneeling to worship Master Anthony’s feet. This worship led to three consecutive blowjobs filled with raw passion and desire.

But it’s more than just the sexual service that’s involved. Master Anthony’s words show a deepening appreciation for his faggot, his personal property, his slave Fabien. As he feels his power growing, he acknowledges the contributions of the faggot kneeling before him. That’s not just God Alpha behavior … that’s Protector Alpha behavior!

The effect on Fabien is also profound:

Right now, I’m taking care of his laundry. I inhaled the scent of his underwear. I still can’t believe how lucky I am. 

I was really born for this.

Indeed you were, baby brother!

There is no doubt that fraternity rape occurs. Honestly, it’s almost inevitable. The highly-pressurized environment in college, combined with the alcohol/drugs/partying on college campuses, combined with the Alpha Pack mentality, combined with the hazing rituals of fraternities … it’s not a question of “if”, but WHEN.

I’ve always emphasized that Hierarchy affects all of us all the time, and the basic tenets of its operation have been largely unchanged over all of these thousands of years of human history. Alphas have always led and been worshiped/served by inferiors, and slave males (now known as faggots) have always served these Alphas in whatever way they required.

A faggot cannot resist its natural urge to serve superior Men. This is, in fact, the entire purpose of a faggot. Alphas sense this need in a faggot and exploit it, even without thinking in some cases. This natural cycle is so deeply ingrained in Hierarchy that almost all of it happens at a primal level beyond rational thought. This is what I teach and apply in life, and that understanding has helped me change many lives both Alpha and faggot.

Sometimes I receive letters from Alphas and faggots expressing confusion, shock, or awe at these fundamental forces of Hierarchy. I usually find them amusing and sweet. I love using them as tools for teaching and reinforcing the truth about these forces that affect all of our lives. Two days ago I received the following letter from an Alpha who sort of fell into findom in college, and it has followed him now into his thirties … without really even trying!

Read:

Hey my name is Kevin, usually go by Sal, I ran into your site trying to do some research into findom. I’m not sure if your site or podcast is supposed to be satirical or not but my question is a bit absurd so figured I’d just see if you know the answer.

Some background: back in college I used to do I think some form of findom without really realizing what it was or what I was doing. But I’m still not really 100% sure what it is to be honest.

Basically I’d just do some dirty talking and Sph for older guys online with some bulge rubbing, showing my feet, sometimes jacking off. I got into it and they were into it, and they’d kinda just send me money randomly through the day. Which I did kinda get, I’m extremely well endowed and men have in general always become exceedingly submissive around me once they find out (not a flex just a fact for the story, can link my dating profile). 

Over time as I spoke to more and more guys I started making decent money, like near the peak of it I was making a couple hundred weekly, even a couple thousand some weeks. It was fun, it let me quit my minimum wage job and focus on schooling, plus it helped me pay my way through college.

So fast-forward, Im 36 now, I have a career, I don’t cam or anything like that anymore due to the nature of my job. But I still have 3 gentlemen-2 of them especially, who have never stopped sending me cash regularly. Again I’m not doing anything for them anymore, no cam, no pics, no dirty talking. I still exchange texts with them casually, just about their day etc, they seem like normal people but ya I don’t know why they send me money. At this point in my life I really don’t need it and anytime I ask them to stop or not worry about it they just send more. It’s a decent amount too, I think that’s what kinda bothers me, like between the 3 of them it’s ~8-10k yearly probably. Is this still a turn on for people with this kink? Is it even this alpha/sub or findom kink? I’ve never really been able to understand it. I’m curious if you do.

Of course, I explained to him the mechanics of Hierarchy and the purpose of faggots. I also explained that this isn’t a “kink”, but an actual expression of purpose. These faggots continue to send him money years later even though he’s doing nothing for them at all (which is wonderful and shocking), but this behavior that seems so irrational is explained easily through Hierarchical mechanics.

I haven’t heard back from Master Kevin, the accidental financial Dom. I’m not sure if my explanation satisfied him or scared him. But his experience is yet another proof that Hierarchy is real and powerful and sweeps all of us up into it regardless of how we feel about it or, like in the case of Master Kevin, we even know anything about it.

Purpose is often hard to define … but even harder to avoid!

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!

Young straight Alphas deal with a lot of stress and pressure. I realize that, from an inferior perspective, these Alphas seem to have everything and little to worry about, but so much is happening below their perfect exteriors. They have intense, hormone-fueled mood swings, a roiling and constant need for sexual conquest, and they’re often overwhelmed by the burdens they feel as a leader of Men. They are constantly beset on all sides by women (and their truckloads of issues), expectations, and the uncertainty of their future goals.

True, everyone struggles through puberty. But Alphas are exceptionally powerful, so therefore their “growing pains” are equally more intense.

So what can help these growing Alpha powerhouses while they develop? Older Alpha mentors are certainly ideal, although finding them isn’t always so simple. Females are good for relieving sexual needs, of course, but they don’t know what it’s like to be a young Man (let alone an Alpha) and they often cause more stress than relieve it. And their Alpha peer group might be able to relate, but typically their interactions are competitive in nature.

That’s where a faggot is possibly the best solution. A faggot is entirely devoted to the needs of its Alpha, obedient and submissive to his every command. A faggot places no expectations on its Alpha, is there whenever an Alpha needs to blow off steam or receive comfort, and stabilizes its Alpha with constant reassurances of his power and superiority.

It’s such a shame that more young straight Alphas are not taking ownership of faggots and benefiting from this natural power exchange the way Master Anthony has been doing with his faggot Fabien!

Last night I received a beautiful email from Fabien about something that illustrates exactly what I’m talking about above. Please read:

My dearest Sam,

I must absolutely talk to you about something that just happened. I have shared a very delicate but, I think, eventually positive moment with Anthony.

You see, for several days I’d been feeling that something wasn’t quite right with him. I’ve found him more austere, less smiling, less cheerful. He hasn’t reprimanded me, so I didn’t think it was because of me, which was a relief. But it still hurts my heart to see him with less joy in life. I hesitated a lot about the right attitude to have. On the one hand, I told myself that he probably didn’t want to share his Alpha problems with an inferior male, even an older one, otherwise he would have done it. On the other, my loyalty compelled me to do what I could to make him happier.

This night, when I came out of the kitchen (now my bedroom), I found him sitting on the couch, in his pajamas, staring into space. It was too much for me. I decided to go and talk to him. I wanted to put him at ease, so that he wouldn’t think he was in a position of weakness if he were to confide his personal worries. I knelt down and kissed his feet tenderly, and I addressed him while keeping my head low at his feet.

I chose my words carefully. “My beloved master, forgive me if I offend you, but I have the feeling, perhaps wrongly, that something has been bothering you for the last few days. I want you to know that if there’s anything I can do to help you, or if you simply want to confide to someone what’s on your mind, you can tell me anything, in complete safety. I will never betray you. I’m completely at your disposal. I’ll do anything to make your life better.” And I immediately started gently kissing his feet again.

After a moment’s silence and a deep breath, he confided in me. He said it was nothing major, just an accumulation of little things. His strained relationship with his parents, teachers who reproached him for his insolent behavior despite his very good results. And then, lately, he’d been flirting with a sexy girl who, for the first time, seemed to be wavering, trying to make him jealous with another man.

I did my best to comfort him. “Master, someone as exceptional as you is bound to disturb some people. It’s normal for you to encounter some annoyances from misguided people. But please never, ever forget how far better you are than everyone else, in every single way. You are the most amazing young man. Look, you came to live here, you trampled on me and made me your slave just because you fancied it! And for that so-called love rival, I can’t believe you can actually have a love rival. Because a rival would be someone in your league, and that’s very, very unlikely. I don’t know this other man, but I know for sure that he’s no match to you. You could probably give him a beating any time you wanted. This girl may simply not be clear-minded enough to realize how lucky she is that you’re showing interest in her, but so many others, even hotter, will be!”

That’s pretty much what I remember telling him. He listened thoughtfully, then ordered: “Lick my feet”. “Gladly, Master!” After I’d licked his feet for a while, he leaned towards me and said, “You know, I’m not a sentimental guy, and I don’t express my feelings very much. But don’t think I don’t notice everything you do for me.” I replied, “You don’t have to justify yourself, Master! Not to me, never.” He seemed more relaxed. He went to bed and wished me good night.

First of all, what Fabien did in service to his Master Anthony was perfect faggot behavior. It’s exactly the kind of steady, low-pressure worship and service young Alphas need in order to feel safe enough to reveal themselves.

Fabien’s technique also followed my playbook to the letter. Fabien kept his head low and bowed, staying near Master Anthony’s feet. This kind of respectful submission allowed Master Anthony to relax and trust his faggot.

Imagine a world where young, developing straight Alphas could own faggots openly the way Master Anthony owns Fabien! In such a pure and ideal Hierarchical scenario, young Alphas would have choices and outlets to assist them in becoming more refined versions of themselves than they could without!

Alas, such a scenario will probably never happen. But fortunately there are honorable, thoughtful, deeply submissive and dedicated faggots like Fabien doing such work in secret, unheralded and largely unknown. Yet he soldiers on, serving Master Anthony faithfully and helping him to continue to develop all of the qualities he needs to live a life of a King.

I’m so proud of my little brother Fabien! Such an inspiration!

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!

At this point straight Master Anthony has absolutely embraced the ownership of his first faggot, my brave little brother Fabien. Not only that, but Master Anthony has introduced faggot use to his Alpha Pack, with his close Alpha friend Henri making the choice to claim his own faggot, a timid little guy named Clement. These two Alpha Masters are young, hot, and more powerful than other Alphas at their age. They’re living the lives of young Kings who are spending their inheritance early.

It’s always interesting to see how Alphas move once they secure a faggot property. Much of what they do tells us how confident they are, how much they are integrating faggots into their daily life.

Judging by this latest update from Fabien, Master Anthony is absolutely and ecstatically proud of owning a faggot!

I would like to give you some news of my life with Anthony!

I have permanently settled in the kitchen to sleep. I decided to do it myself. I was feeling more and more uncomfortable sleeping in the guest room (my former room), feeling like I was intruding on an alpha’s space. The kitchen is big enough, so I managed to put my desk to work and a lot of my stuff in there. Now it’s clearly become the servant’s quarters. Anthony hardly ever has a reason to go there, after all.

I didn’t want to bother Anthony about it, but he brought it up late one night when he saw me heading for the kitchen after he’d sent me off to sleep.  When I explained, he had his delicious smug smile and said “Glad you’re understanding your place in life. Here, a gift to help you sleep!” He took off his dirty socks and threw them at me. I threw myself at his feet to kiss his toes with gratitude. Since then, I’ve slept with his socks on my pillow, kissing them passionately before sleeping. The smell of his feet makes me feel so safe and warm and comfy!

Some routines have evolved. Now, he often has me accompany him to the shower to soap him up, then towel him off from head to toe. And of course, when I’m lucky, he allows me to worship his cock or he even face-fucks me under the shower! Similarly, when he takes a bath, I keep him company by massaging his back and his feet and soaping him up, sometimes friendly chatting with him when he feels like it. 

Recently, Henri came to dinner at the flat, accompanied by sweet little Clément. We served them at the table and while they enjoyed themselves on the sofa. Henri dropped his full glass on the floor, and Anthony said, “Leave it, that’s what stooges are for.” Clément and I smiled at each other. We love it when the Men are arrogant and bossy! We had the privilege of sucking their cocks and licking their feet throughout the evening. Poor Clément still had to sleep on the hard floor in the kitchen and not on my futon, on Henri’s orders, but Henri also followed Anthony’s example and gave him his socks to sleep with.

Yesterday, Anthony took me with him to his gym. I followed him all morning, holding his towel, to wipe it off on cue, and his water bottle, which I would refill when necessary. He had his usual friends and acquaintances around, so I stayed quiet and in the background. Seeing him in his natural environment, taking care of his heroic body and receiving the attention and respect of the other men filled my heart with joy and gratitude. I felt truly privileged, as a mortal allowed to silently serve a god on Mount Olympus.

In the changing room before the shower, I couldn’t resist begging him to let me breathe his armpits. For a moment, I was afraid I’d overstepped my place (according to his rules, I’m allowed to beg him for favors, but I do it as little as possible, if at all, well aware that it’s all about him and his desires). But he looked at me smugly and revealed his armpit, saying “Enjoy, boy!” And of course, I went with him to the individual shower to soap him up, suck his cock and towel him off!

I’m living a dream. I am very busy and often exhausted, but every time my Master gives me a satisfied smile, a thumbs up or, better still, ruffles my hair or says ‘Good boy’, I know I’m living the life I was meant to live! As long as Anthony is happy, I am filling my purpose and I know my existence is justified!

And I owe all of this largely to YOU, my big brother Sam! I’ll never thank you enough!

Bravo!

The thing that really sets Master Anthony apart from other faggot owners at his age is his infectious joy when using Fabien. He seems to truly love owning this little faggot who does everything he commands. He’s not afraid to share this joy with his faggot like so many less-secure Alphas do, those Alphas who think Alphahood can only be expressed through brutality and hate.

Master Anthony already knows better than these other Alphas. He knows that he doesn’t need to scream and yell and get violent to be superior to Fabien or any faggot. He just IS SUPERIOR, and this knowledge fills him with a quiet strength and confidence that comes through even as transmitted by Fabien.

Can you see the difference?

I’m unbelievably proud of my little Fabien. He gave his heart and life to Master Anthony in the trust and belief that he would be safe kneeling at his feet, and that faith has led to an enviable and fulfilled life as the faggot of a great young Alpha!

Think about this: All that has happened here – Master Anthony’s acceptance of faggot worship, Master Henri’s discovery of faggots, and Clement’s fulfillment as Henri’s slave – happened because one little faggot named Fabien had the courage to submit and serve!

One faggot can make all the difference by being true to itself and serving with an honest, open heart!

I’m a college student, been a faggot all my life, started to suck dick right after I turned 18. I’ve this one alpha straight man living on my flat, seperate rooms. From the dick print I see on his pants, he has a massive cock.

We share some classes, he knows I’m gay, we interact every now and then. I want him to turn me into his slave, and fuck me or atleast let me suck his dick.

How do I approach him, and get a taste of that alpha cock?

Thanks for the question, brother!

First of all, you need to get some focus. You might not be able to service his cock, but you might still be used as his slave faggot. Are you prepared for that? 

It doesn’t sound like you’ve had the kind of interactions that would allow you to start offering help or service. You might be able to offer to make him some food or give him some food (always a good opener), but going up and offering to do his laundry might be a bit much.

I’d suggest this: next time you talk to him, ask him if he considers himself to be Alpha. If he’s as Alpha as you suggest, he will say yes. Engage him in a discussion of Hierarchy, and ask him what qualities define Alphahood or why Alphas are important in society. 

If he asks you why you’re asking, direct him to this site and the opening post about Hierarchy. Ask him where on the chart he feels he ranks. This is going to get his attention. He might even ask you where you rank; if he does, you MUST be prepared to tell him you’re a faggot! This will startle him, and he will take it seriously. 

I recently had a faggot use my “Letter To An Alpha” post (in the sidebar) to help an Alpha friend of eight years take ownership of him. You could use that, too. 

This stuff works. I’m offering it to you free. Just use it.

Have a question? CLICK HERE to ask!

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!

My fag brother Benjamin stunned me with his previous email that detailed his use of my “Letter To An Alpha” to come out as a faggot to his straight Alpha friend as they were on their way to a cabin for a getaway. The response of his Alpha friend to this new information was quite immediate and powerful, and it led to some interesting first few days together in that cabin.

Now Benjamin has written a follow-up email detailing the second-half of their cabin stay, and beyond. It gets wilder from here:

To pick up where I left off, the rest of our time in the cabin was a comfortable (for him especially) routine of service and submission. I cooked, cleaned and managed everything while Master relaxed, ate, drank and did whatever he wanted. There were only 2 other instances where our usual routine was broken.

The first came on the 6th night of 9. Master took an empty bottle out of the waste bin, and took it with him into the bathroom. As a fag, even my brain was able to process what he was doing, and I immediately got very excited that he was about to permit me to drink his Alpha piss, even as I was disappointed that I could not drink from the tap in service brother. He emerged about 5 mins later with what must have been around a litre (half a coke bottle!) which he proceeded to place into the freezer. I will admit I was confused brother, but I did not question Master and his infinite wisdom. Close to an hour (I think) later, he ordered me to retrieve the bottle and kneel in between his feet on the sofa. Master told me this was my first test. I had 1 minute to drink the entire bottle. Any spillage and I would be out. And left in the bottle and I would be out. Seeing as my only option to become his personal fag was to down it all, I went for it. Ice cold piss, even from an Alpha, is not easy to chug down Brother. This fag had to power through brain freeze, and suppress it’s gag reflex to such a bitter, strong taste, to take it all in. I managed with a few seconds left, but had to curl up on the floor at his feet for a minute afterwards until the brain freeze had subsided. In this time I vaguely remember the sound of Master laughing and the feel of his boots sole on my cheek. But I passed Brother, and that is what matters.

On the second to last night, the other test occurred. Master complained in the morning that his balls were full. This set off fireworks in my fag brain. Was I to be able to serve him sexually that night. No was the answer. But he did let me contribute. I was to spend time on Masters hookup apps finding a lady who met his criteria, and organising her coming to the cabin, fucking him, and leaving. I was to pretend to be Sir in this time and I was very successful. I found a 26yo who met Masters physical requirements and matched his kinks closely, and she was set to visit at 7pm. He was pleased, and told me he had made arrangements for me while he was busy. I was to curl up in Masters suitcase, which he then packed with a week and a half’s worth of his dirty washing, mainly underwear and t-shirts from his morning runs. It was fag heaven. I was told that he would be placing the suitcase under the bed. And sound, movement or anything which interrupted his fun, and I would fail my probation. And that is how I spent 3 hours in a suitcase under a bed hearing the ecstasy of a woman being fucked by an Alpha God. The combination of smells, sounds and the slight rhythmic pressure I could sometimes feel from above had me leaking the entire time. Eventually, he pulled the suitcase out and released me again. He did not say I had failed, or done well, only to pack his stuff ready to leave the next day. I will confess brother that in that moment, while packing his belongings, I had one moment of weakness. I searched Masters room high and low for any sign of a used condom, but I found nothing brother. In hindsight it was stupid to think a God would use one, and even if he had, I would not have deserved it, but his constant domination across the weak fried my fag brain.

The next day I drove us home, which was pleasant. Master was behaving almost as he had before, but still calling me fag. He said he had enjoyed the holiday and was already talking about doing it again. I dropped him home and he ordered me to be there again the next morning for his housework. That has become a weekly thing now. I do a week of work, and my Sundays are now spent cleaning Masters entire house, doing his meal prep for the week and if I am lucky a full foot clean and massage while he watches the game. I enjoy spending time with him, and he is very complimentary about the job I do on his house and his feet when I am privileged to do so.

Lastly, we are already planning another trip. As of this week he has found a different cabin, 2 bedroom, with a hottub that he would like. It would cost me about £2000, which is worth it for Master. And I can’t help but hope, given the timescale, that it is meant to be around the time when I pass my probation and become his full fledged personal faggot.

Can you believe this?? I find this experience to be truly amazing!

First and foremost, it never fails to shock me how rapidly purely straight Men adapt to faggot ownership. Years ago when I started the site that eventually became this monster I was constantly harassed by people who mistakenly insisted that straight Men would never do anything with a faggot. Clearly I (and others) have collected so much proof that they do that it’s irrefutable.

Benjamin’s story also serves to remind us to stop projecting our own needs and hopes onto our Alpha, but rather we should serve regardless of how he demands. There were multiple moments where Benjamin hoped for something (like drinking Master’s fresh piss, or sucking his dick) that didn’t happen. Disappointment in that can lead us to resentment or anger, but Benjamin rolled with it nicely!

And finally, Benjamin’s story reinforces something I’ve said forever, namely, that you cannot retain a friendship with an Alpha once you become his faggot. Before this trip, Benjamin was a close friend of this Alpha, close enough to be someone he’d want to hang with on a cabin vacation. But in just the space of a few minutes, really, Benjamin became this Alpha’s faggot, his toy, his slave … and not his friend.

And that friendship is gone for good.

Instead of being his friend, Benjamin became the faggot stuffed in a suitcase under the bed who was forced to listen to his Master do what he cannot: fuck and breed a woman! It’s something like what my second straight Master did to me that I call The Nuclear Option in that it totally realigns a faggot’s brain and makes it more obedient. I honestly always thought my Master made that up and I was the only faggot who ever suffered through it, but I’ve encountered it so many times now I’m starting to believe there is some kind of straight Alpha playbook floating around!

Or, perhaps, it’s just simply Hierarchical truth!

I thank Benjamin for sharing his thrilling experience of submission and service to this powerful Alpha Master! I have no doubt more is coming!

This post is part of a thread following the development of a straight French Alpha named David who discovered that his roommate Vincent is really a faggot. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!

Every straight Alpha who discovers the truth about Hierarchy and the purpose of faggots is faced with a dilemma. Will he reject/ignore the services of the faggot, or will he explore/embrace the services of the faggot?

There are a variety of factors that determine which way a straight Alpha will lean, but the most important one is this: how confident/powerful is the Alpha?

Truly powerful straight Alphas find the use and ownership of faggots to be irresistible. Faggots give these Men the kind of worship and slavish devotion they cannot receive from their females or really anywhere else, and it’s this kind of worship that grows power within the Alpha. He starts to see himself as something more than a mere Man, but rather a King, a god.

Like I said, it’s an irresistible opportunity.

Master David discovered that his roommate Vincent is actually a faggot and he recently took ownership of him. One thing that really stood out to me from that initial experience was Master David’s rock hard cock that resulted from having his feet worshiped by Vincent. It got Master David so worked up that he later masturbated. Keep in mind this has nothing to do with Master David’s sexual orientation, but rather it has everything to do with his need for POWER as a young Alpha.

When I concluded my recap of Master David’s first experience, I encouraged him to explore the sexual use of faggots. While I didn’t really expect him to do anything right away, I knew it would open his mind to all of the possibilities now ahead of him.

Possibilities like this:

It has been two days since Vincent submitted to me as my slave and I must say you’re right: I just fucking LOVE the feeling of power! I had Vincent sniff my armpits after gym and he was so desperately thankful, he couldn’t stop saying “thank you master, thank you so much, thank you, my master…” I have made him lie on his back and I cleaned my feet on his face, he was in ecstasy! And when I was lying on the couch, he licked my feet all evening, it was incredible! I had no idea my feet were such an erogenous zone, it was delicious, I loved it!

Also, I told Vincent that from now on, I was not going to lift a finger to clean the house or to run errands. He replied cheerfully, “Of course, master! Your time is too precious to waste on such menial tasks! I’ll take care of everything for you, master, just tell me what you want, your desires are my commands!”

It feels just unreal and magical. That boy is willing to endure any humiliation and do any chore just for my pleasure and my comfort! And just because he thinks I’m hot and strong and smart! That’s crazy! I love to be a king!

I absolutely love the fact that Master David took my advice to scent train his faggot! Alphas often fail to appreciate the power of their scent. They think they stink, but to inferiors with the genetic receptors (like faggots), their scent is almost sweet and highly addictive. Once a faggot has fully imprinted on its Alpha’s scent, that imprinting lasts a lifetime.

I also think it’s great that Master David is enjoying the foot worship of his faggot. Feet ARE an erogenous zone, but it’s more than just physical sensation that makes it so hot. It’s a submissive act to kiss and lick another person’s feet, so when a faggot does this to a straight Alpha he suddenly feels like royalty!

Master David added a little something at the end of his message to me that makes me feel like he’s eager to try more with his new slave:

I’m reflecting on what you say about using him sexually. It is true that all that power is arousing me so very much. I have a hard on just thinking of it. I guess it doesn’t make me gay if I’m the one who penetrates but isn’t being penetrated… I’ll think about it.

Very revealing! I love Master David’s honesty and transparency as he grows and expands his power! If he decides to fuck his faggot’s throat or ass, I cannot wait to hear how he feels then!

Regardless, faggot ownership is improving Master David’s life daily, and it’s helping him become what he was born to be: A KING!

This post is part of a thread following the development of a straight French Alpha named David who discovered that his roommate Vincent is really a faggot. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!

A couple of days ago I received a Questions From Readers note from a straight 25-year-old Alpha named David. You can CLICK HERE to read that initial message. In it he described the submissive behavior he was noticing in his slightly-younger roommate Vincent. He wanted to know if his roommate is a faggot, and if so, how he could enslave this faggot for non-sexual use.

I was almost completely sure Vincent was a faggot just from the little bits of information I was given. So I laid out a fairly detailed plan for Master David to follow, one that no faggot could resist.

And what do you know? I’M RIGHT AGAIN!

Listen to the exhilaration in Master David’s words as he describes what happened after he received my response:

Thanks for your advice. I followed it and it has gone WILD!

When we together and I’m on the couch, Vincent (my gay roomate) always sit on the ground next to me. That confirms to me that he likes to be at my feet. Yesterday evening, to implement your advice, before going to bed, I went to visit him in his room. He was sitting at his desk. I started a friendly chat with him, sitting on a second chair. And during the discussion while he was speaking, I casually put my bare feet on his lap, just to try and see his reaction. He said nothing. Even better, before I made up my mind to tell him to massage them, he did it spontaneously. Later, while I was talking, I moved my foot to suggest him to massage the other one, and he complied without asking anything. It was turning me on and I started to get a hard-on.

At the end, we stopped chatting, we were just just sitting quietly, him massaging my feet. Then I lifted my foot and put my toes under his nose and said “Sniff”. He took a deep breath in. Then I said “Kiss”. He tenderly kissed each of my toes, then he began to lick them. I must admit I fucking loved that!

I stood up and snapped my fingers, pointing to the floor for him to kneel. Before I could say anything else, he rushed to kiss my feet passionately, non-stop. There I was, standing, with him on the floor, kissing and licking my feet. Oh my! It was so good! I felt so powerful, so superior! 

I don’t even know how long it lasted. But I finally told him to stop. He looked up at me. His gaze seemed pleading and grateful. I didn’t know what to say, but I managed to tell: “I want you to be my slave from now on”. And he immediately answered “Of course, master! Everything you want, master!” My dick was rock hard! But I wasn’t sure what to do, and I didn’t want to give in to sexual urges. So I simply say “You’re a good boy” and I stroked his hair. He closed his eyes in pleasure and moaned. But I decided to wish him good night and go to sleep. I heard him say “Good night master! Thank you for everything, master!” I jerked off in bed thinking about what had happened.

This morning, when I woke up, he was already gone to his work (me I mostly work from home). But he had prepared everything I like for my breakfast and he had sent me a texto: “Thank you very much for last night, Master! Please let me know if I can do anything for you! Your obedient slave, Vincent.”

I feel funny about all this. But I can say that I’m really enjoying it. I don’t know exactly what I’m going to do, but I feel something rising inside me that I can’t quite define. But having a slave living with me is turning me on, for sure!

PERFECTION!

Master David executed my plan flawlessly, and it worked better than even I imagined!

Most of this went pretty much like I planned, especially poor little Vincent’s reactions, which he couldn’t conceal even if he was locked in a vault. I’m sure it was the most thrilling moment of his life to suddenly have this straight Alpha suddenly strip away his mask and take command of him so forcefully.

But the real thrill for me came from Master David. He was very honest in his reply to me how much the experience turned him on, how badly his body and mind wanted to pull down his pants and use his new faggot sexually. He didn’t succumb to the pleasure, opting instead to masturbate about it.

I get it. For a straight Alpha, the idea of using a faggot sexually feels weak, wrong, shameful, or whatever. They’re afraid using a faggot for sexual pleasure will mean they’re gay (or turn them gay).

But this is one of the great secrets of Hierarchy: straight Alphas use faggots sexually all the time, and they remain straight!

Before you object, just think about something: why did Master David become so furiously aroused at the sight of his faggot kissing his feet? It wasn’t because he instantly thought Vincent was sexy. No, Master David became aroused by THE POWER of Vincent’s submission!

I have no idea if Master David will ever use Vincent’s holes and breed him, but I (of course) think he should. There is nothing more powerful than a straight Alpha breeding a faggot with his DNA and marking it forever as his property, forcing the faggot into complete servitude.

But regardless, Master David now owns a good first faggot, and I’m so proud of him!

Thank you for sharing, Master David!

I do not serve a lot of straight alpha men, but I do have experience. And I’ve also been fucked and used by men who identify as straight. I have often wondered, do you think straight alpha men will use faggots as surrogates for their female sexual partners? So they are able to live out fantasies and do maybe depraved things that they maybe cannot do to females. Either because they respect their female companions too much and don’t see them as objects to be used and dominated, or because they are afraid of possible fallout in the form of accusations of sexual assault (even if that was not the intention). Do you agree that this is the case sometimes?

Thanks for the question!

There are a variety of reasons why straight Alphas use faggots. Some of them are the ones you mention, especially the fear and inability to really let go and be very aggressive with females. 

But I honestly think the biggest reason why straight Alphas use us is because faggots WORSHIP THEM so completely. It cannot be overstated how important and life-changing it is to straight Alphas when they encounter faggot worship and devotion. It turns their worldview upside down, because it runs so counter to everything they thought was true (according to society) about Manhood and Alphahood. 

And frankly, that’s why my methods and advice work so often, because I understand this one fact and believe it completely. 

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Hi man. My name is David and I’m 25. My English is not perfect, but I think you can understand me. Here the thing: I live with a slightly younger gay roomate. We got along very well, he’s openly attracted to me but he knows I’m straight and he never oversteps boundaries. Nevertheless, I feel like he’s very deferent to me, and he always compliment me a lot. He’s very friendly with girls and he always praises me to them and encourages them to fall for me. And he loves hearing brag about my fucking them. I must admit it boosts my ego to have a gay buddy like that. Looking to your blog, I’m starting to think I could have him submit to me even more. I don’t want anything sexual, but I’m interested in having a loyal servant boy. Do you think I could take steps further ? And how so ?

Sir, thank you for writing to me! 

I’m guessing by your name you’re from France, and France has a huge number of straight/gay Alphas and a ton of faggots … it’s like a Hierarchical paradise. I say that to suggest very strongly that your roommate is very likely a faggot. Even if he isn’t fully a faggot in the sense that I describe here, he’s absolutely available for you to claim as your own property. 

If you would, Sir, please try this with him. If you can get into a position (let’s say, on a couch) take your shoes off and place your feet in his lap and tell him to massage them. He will do this, I’m sure of it. Then tell him to kiss them. When he does this, tell him to get on his knees. Then tell him that you know he’s a faggot (I think you guys use the term pedale) and tell him you want to be his owner. Ask the faggot if that is what he wants. When he says “yes”, tell him “good boy” and then use scent training (armpits or crotch, whatever you prefer) to help cement your ownership.

Please let me know how it goes, Sir! I’m excited for you to take your Alphahood to the next level!  

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Hi Sam ,this is not a question but a thank you . Yes your methods work ,i took the caurage to fb message my bully which has a gf and never did dudes . You can read the whole story on my blog if interested but lss. he drove 5h by buss and i sucked him 3 times and once he fucked my brains out and it was beyond awesome ,he was super cool in every way and it just felt right. Thank you Sam ,you raised a generation . Btw im 28 now ,he is 30 and he used to bully me ,kick me and call me fag when i was 12. Life is crazy

https://noelwyatt.bdsmlr.com/post/789004069

Brother, thank you for writing! 

That’s an incredibly thrilling story! I think most faggots have high school bullies (I know I do!) who we fantasized about, but I also believe a lot of those bullies were trying conceal an Hierarchical urge to dominate and use faggots through violence. 

Reconnecting with those bullies and opening them up to the possibility of still using faggots is another level of fag skill, and I commend you for accomplishing this! Like I always say: JUST TRY. Be bold, submit, and offer service. Yeah, you might get rejected. However, more often than anybody (but me) admits, they might say YES. 

Thank you for the link to the full write-up. I want to reproduce it here (with links to you, of course) so that people can easily access it. 

I’m really proud of you! Hopefully it leads to more service opportunities! 

Here is this brother’s post in its entirety:

Today was the best day of my faggot life. My elementary school bully visited me and fucked my SISSY BRAINS OUT.

I was encouraged one day after smoking a lot to send him a facebook message and i did. I said i wanted to see how he is and he told me that he doesn’t remember ,that i send a pic. So i send him the cutes pic of me and he asked for more. After a while he kept asking me what do i want from him. I said only to check in because i liked him in school and thought he was mighty hot. He said i have balls to admit this but said he has a GF and doesn’t do gay stuff. I said i am not gay im a fag and i feel like a gurl and dress up as one for guys like him. I offered for him to come to my place (which is a 5h drive by bus for him) and told him i will serve him dressed as a anime girl. He admitted

 he already fucked a trans dude once but didnt want to cheat on his GF. I said ,its not cheating ,because its like masturbating. You are using me to masturbate. He laughed it off and said hes coming now and he might fuck me. I payed for his expenses of course as i ve been taught a good fag must do and gave him extra cash which he took almost as a thing was expected.

ANYWAY ,he came ,real cool ,no difference when he was in school ,he is kind but he is aggressive in every way of his being ,real real hot.
We chatted a bit ,me dressed all sissy slut ,he ignored that completely and kept talking to me as if i was a normal boy. at one point he just took down his pants real chill and commanded with finger to kneel and suck so i did.

HE was very rough and came into my mouth. After that he used my PC to play some Dota and i just sucked him of under the table/ Again more cum in my mouth.

And believe it or not after that he told suck again and this time after a short while to get him a condom. So i did. He rough pushed inside me it hurt so bad. I asked for him to give me 20 sec ,he was getting agitated and asked if i want it or not . I said i do ,and let him mercilessly fuck my brains out. it was so good but unfortunately he had a condom. he left maybe i never see him again ,but god i want his cock all the time.

Moral of the story is . Be a faggot ,be yourself ,please your alpha ,do what he wants and you get an awesome time. And it was ,one of the happiest days of my life and also a major fag score ,getting your bully to fuck you.

Thank you for reading ,be inspired ,you can do it also ,sorry for grammar.

I have been successful as a faggot in serving straight Alphas. Almost all of the Alphas I’ve ever served were straight or bisexual, and all of the Masters I had were straight. I was motivated to start my online teaching because of this success; my first iteration of this effort was FagsWorshipStraights.Tumblr.com, which then quickly morphed into FagsWorshipAlphas.com.

Due to my years running FWA, I became quite well known precisely because of my skills in mentoring other faggots to approach and serve the straight Alphas in their lives. I did it again and again with such predictable results that either I’m incredibly lucky, or I KNOW WHAT THE FUCK I’M TALKING ABOUT.

(HINT: It’s the latter answer)

Not only have my websites and my Questions From Readers been incredible teaching resources, but I’ve also created products to assist faggots to make this approach to straight Alphas. One was “May I Serve You, Sir?”, a small book that could be given to a potential target (available here). Another resource was “Letter To An Alpha” (link in the sidebar) that was intended to be a faster and more direct way to introduce a straight Alpha to the idea of owning faggots.

To date, both the book and the letter have yielded positive results (the letter moreso). Ultimately, it’s up to each faggot to (a) admit they need help, and (b) follow the advice I give. But I say this with complete confidence: There is NOBODY who is able to do what I do with my consistency. NOBODY.

My latest success story once again comes from a Question From Readers ask from a few weeks ago. CLICK HERE if you want to read it in its entirety. In summary, the reader (a faggot named Benjamin) was going on a cabin trip alone with his straight Alpha friend of eight years, and the faggot was desperate for any way to make an approach. I gave him some tips, and I suggested that Benjamin utilize the “Letter To An Alpha” approach.

Then Benjamin disappeared. However, he has returned with an incredible PART ONE of his experience with this (former) straight friend/now Master!

READ ON:

Hello Brother. As promised, here is the update about my time in a cabin with my Straight Alpha friend (I will be calling him Sir or Master from now on).

As you may have guessed from the last line there  things went well. In preparation of the holiday I shaved everything below the eyebrows, locked myself in my new 4 mm chastity cage, and printed out a copy of your prewritten letter to give him as there was not reliable wifi at the cabin.

We travelled there pretty normally, but I think he could tell there was something up. Just before we arrived we stopped at a supermarket for the weeks food and he asked what was up. I didn’t know what to say, so I just gave him the letter, took the shopping lists and went in to get what we needed while he read. Once I was back to the car he was done (probably multiple times I guess) and he said nothing. He also just gave me a look when I tried to speak, and I didn’t press the matter.

I drove the last 10 mins in silence, until we arrived at the cabin. Master got out and told me to bring everything in which I happily did, beginning with the food which needed to go in a fridge, then Sir’s bags, and finally my own property. As I was handling the bags, Master was going through the shopping I had brought. Once all his bags were in, Master decided he wanted a shower and called me over to where he was sat on the sofa. He assured me that he had read and understood the letter, and that we would be discussing it after his shower but for now I was to remove his boots and socks, then I was to move all his bags into the Master bedroom. I was to put mine in the cupboard of the smallest room and I was to be waiting naked and on my knees outside his EnSuite bathroom for him to be done, with a towel ready to dry his feet. In addition to my orders, I also had my chastity keys on hand to offer him at this point.

He showered for what felt like 30 mins, 20 of which I was kneeling outside the door. Eventually he came out with a towel around his waist. I didn’t see his face as I was looking at the ground, but I could see that he was still soaking wet below the knee. He walked past me and sat on the bed, and snapped his fingers. I moved quickly to his new position and went to begin drying his feet, but suddenly felt a pretty hard slap to the side of my face. Master told me one of the rules this week was that I was to kiss any part of him I was about to serve before and after I served. I apologised, kissed the top of his feet (must be around size 12 for my fellow fags who want those details) and began drying. With his foot in my lap this is when he saw the steel of my cage. Master asked about it and when I explained what it was, that I had been wearing it voluntarily for 4 months and that I currently had the keys, he ordered me to hand them over. He sounded very eager to have any form of control over another person at that point. Only once both feet were fully dry did he speak again, and he told me to look him in the eye. At this point, Master explained the new dynamic he had decided on, and rules:

1) He is the Master and to be obeyed. I am the faggot who obeys.

2) I am to call him Master or Sir in private, and carry on as normal in front of mutual friends. He may decide to let individual friends know, at which point I am to call him Master even in their presence.

3) I am to respond to any name he uses for me.

4) I am to never ask for access to my keys outside of a medical emergency.

5) In private I am to be naked in his presence.

6) In private I am not permitted to use furniture in his presence.

7) In private, I am to crawl in his presence unless I am required to stand for some form of service.

8) I am to kiss any part of his Godly body before service, and after service.

9) Master reserves the right to take, keep and store any photos he takes of the faggot in service. These cannot be shared publicly without the faggots consent, but the faggot cannot request or demand deletion.

10) The keys to the chastity cage are the application fee, and will not be returned should the faggot fail the probationary period.

He then discussed that I am not permitted to call myself His faggot just yet. Like with all jobs there will be a probation period where he is going to assess if I make his life better, or if it is nothing he should put any effort into. I do not have a fixed time scale for this period, but I am sure Master knows what he is doing and it would probably confuse my little faggot brain so I didn’t ask.

From that point I did everything I was asked to the best of my ability. I lived as his faggot puppy for the next week and a bit. I cooked every meal bar one, I slept on the floor in the corridor just outside his bedroom so I could answer Masters call instantly. I ate my meals from a bowl on the floor only once Sirs plates and the pots used to cook were clean and tidied away. I paid for all the food, got his shower to temperature before he got in.

After three days I earned the right to clean his feet. He has already had me putting on his shoes and socks, as well as taking them off and drying them after his showers. But that night (and every night after) he had me prepare a bucket of warm soapy water. I was to kneel (as always) and gently wash his feet while he played video games. I spent half an hour washing each foot, getting between the toes and really exfoliating (I used a scrubber from my wash bag which I also use for my face), then another 20 mins massaging each foot after drying it. Overall, an hour to wash his feet. Master did not criticise so faggot was extremely proud.

There were other tests of loyalty and challenges across the week, which I won’t write out in this post, maybe others if people want to hear it. But those were the first three days. I am back home now, straining against my cage writing this out and hoping I did a good enough job.

THIS IS HOW IT’S DONE!

Yes, I provided the tools to Benjamin, but Benjamin was the one who had to use them bravely and with integrity. And that’s exactly what he did, and it worked (again)!!

This experience illustrates something I’ve always insisted: most straight Alphas are open to being worshiped and served by faggots nonsexually. Sometimes it becomes sexual service, but nonsexual service feels less intrusive to them while also giving them the power trip their ego craves.

It simply takes technique combined with courage. I’m so proud of Benjamin for applying my advice with faith and bravery.

I can’t wait to hear the rest of this!

My Master Aaron was one of my first serious Masters, and during the three years he owned me something special happened – I imprinted on his scent. While he did have me sniff his armpits a couple of times, the imprinting largely happened through foot worship and, even more impactfully, when he allowed me to sleep next to him in bed.

I remember the sweetness of his scent. Master Aaron didn’t believe in wearing deodorant, but he didn’t need it. He was a bodybuilder who had a very clean diet, and everything about him – piss, cum, and sweat – was as pure as a newborn. I remember nuzzling next his eternally-warm body, his heated scent swirling around me like a gauze of diffused salted caramel.

I knew Master Aaron’s scent was affecting me then (he knew it , too), but it wasn’t until years later just how much I had imprinted on it. I was at a bar and I was passing through a group of Alphas when I smelled that scent – Master Aaron’s scent – drifting in the air.

I froze and glanced around, looking like someone verging on a panic attack. WAS HE HERE? Sadly he wasn’t, but more importantly, neither was I anymore. Suddenly in my mind I was on my knees kissing his feet once again. His scent markers, sampled randomly in the air, caused me to flash back to those moments with him from many years earlier!

That’s the power of scent imprinting and training!

In the nine years I’ve been teaching Hierarchical concepts online, I’ve spoken at length about the power of scent training. Whenever I do, I have people come at me and claim that scent plays almost no role in Hierarchical power dynamics and attraction. Their doubt is often based on old studies that were inconclusive regarding the impact of scent on human relations.

But better, more focused research has been conducted that seems to be much more conclusive.

First there is THIS STUDY that goes into a general study of human pheromones and their effects on behavior. Notice how it defines pheromones:

Pheromones are “airborne chemical signals released by an individual into the environment, and affecting the physiology and behavior of other members of the same species.” Pheromones have traditionally been defined as either releasers, compounds triggering immediate short-term behavioral responses, or primers, compounds triggering medium- to long-term changes in behavior or physiology. 

The same study also concluded that the “perception of a particular pheromone may be related to the genetic composite of the receiver” and “allows pheromones to play a major role in the sexual behavior and the choice of sexual partner in animals.” Humans are animals, and subsequent studies verified that there are “growing arguments for an influence by pheromone-like compounds on human physiology and behavior, and it is also possible that pheromone signals in humans, like in several other mammals (pigs, ferrets) may be transduced via the olfactory mucosa.”

Notice the depth and range of these pheromones:

“The natural human body odor consists of about 120 individual chemicals (Labows et al. 1979), of which some have pheromone properties. In general, body odors carry informational cues of great importance for individuals across a wide range of species, and signals hidden within the body odor cocktail are known to regulate several key behaviors in animals. For a long time, the notion that humans may be among these species has been dismissed. Psychophysical studies suggest, however, that humans, like many other animals, may be able to identify the emotional state of an individual belonging to the same species based solely on the body odor.”

Unsurprisingly, Men have much more intense and powerful pheromones higher in steroidal compounds that affect the moods of those receiving them: “Furthermore, smelling of two steroids, the 4,16-androstadien-3-one (AND), and estra-1,3,5(10),16-tetraen-3-ol (EST), have in several consecutive experiments shown to affect mood and arousal (Bensafi et al. 2003; Jacob et al. 2001; Lundstrom and Olsson 2005).”

Notice where the study isolates these mood-altering pheromones in Men:

“Androstadien-3-one (AND) is a derivative of gonadal progesterone and has been identified in urine, plasma, apocrine sweat, as well as semen and axillary hair (public hair).”

So we are not imagining things – Alpha scent is very powerful and impactful on those with receptors (females and faggots)!

There was also a fairly interesting (but in my mind, incomplete) study of “gaydar” when it comes to scent. I won’t dive into much of it because I feel like it’s missing some control experiments, but here’s what the study found:

“Gay men strongly preferred the odor of other gay men, lesbians gravitated toward the smell of other lesbians, and straight women rated the odor of straight men higher than that of gay men. Each group, in short, preferred the smell of their first-choice mates, indicating a scent-based ability to assess sexual orientation. Another study confirmed that gay men and lesbians can recognize and identify the odor of others who share their sexual preference. This kind of scent-based gaydar enables gays to pinpoint potential partners instantly.”

Notice how the study oddly seems to leave out straight Men? However, this study strongly suggests something I’ve been saying all along: straight Men (and of course, straight Alphas) can tell someone is a faggot even before the faggot knows. How? BY SCENT!

I would be willing to bet that if there was a study of males who self-identified as faggots, there would be the same reactivity to male pheromones as straight females. As the study above showed, there are specific pheromone receptors built into the ones meant to respond to them, and faggots respond just the same way as females to the scent of Alphas.

This was a lot of information, and I tried my best to walk you through the easiest path. Ultimately, scent is just as powerful as we’ve believed all along, so you’re not crazy for wanting to sniff your Alpha’s underwear or socks. You’re following your natural instinct to imprint on his scent the same way animals do.

And deep down, we are all animals.

I just want to add this weird little interview with Shawn Mendes where the interviewer asks to smell Shawn’s armpit and he let’s him do it! WE ALL UNDERSTAND THIS! It’s in our NATURE!

I am 19 and I have a roommate who is also 19. I am straight and I thought he was straight too. But after a few weeks living together, he started cooking for me, doing my laundry, cleaning the whole house, doing my homework and he always asks for permission to do anything around the house. We get along very well, so I directly told him that he looks like my housewife doing these things. He just said that he’s straight and just like to keep the house clean, which can be true, but I find it very awkward that every week I bring a different girl to my room and he never has girls around. When I try to talk about fucking girls, he always avoids the topic, and I have a feeling that he’s hiding something from me but also from himself.

My best friend since childhood is gay, he is like my brother and we tell everything to each other. He is extremely dominant, confident, and strong, and when I told him that my roommate was acting like this, he started talking about hierarchy and he told me that he was an Alpha. He said that some Men like him and you are naturally dominant and others are naturally submissive. He even said that he has never sucked a dick before because he likes to fuck and breed, which for me was crazy since I didn’t know some gays don’t like to suck dick.

Long story short, my best friend and brother thinks that it’s not normal for a straight man to serve another straight man like this. He thinks I could get an easy blowjob or even fuck my roommate’s hole eventually. I am straight and I have no doubt about my sexuality, although of course I respect the gays a lot. My brother thinks I should take advantage of this opportunity because it is just a matter of time until the roommate accepts his truth as a faggot. I have never thought about that, but I think it would be nice to have a warm mouth every morning.

Sir, thank you very much for writing to me! I appreciate this critical question, one that has ramifications across the spectrum of Patriarchy! 

First of all, you’re clearly Alpha. Not only do you have close Alpha friends (including a gay Alpha – very nice!), but, more importantly, your hunter instincts detected the submissiveness of your roommate and it’s made you hungry for dominance. This is a CLASSIC sign of Alphahood. All true Alphas have these kinds of instincts. 

I’m in full agreement with your gay Alpha friend – your roommate is a faggot for sure. No doubt of any kind. In fact, the roommate is following the pattern I’ve often prescribed to other faggots who want to offer themselves to straight Alphas like you! These are exactly the things I tell faggots to do … become useful to the straight Alpha you want to serve, offer to do things for him, be submissive.  I tell them this because I know the true Alphas will be triggered by these actions and possibly be moved to take ownership of them! 

You know, kind of like you want to do with this one! 

Here’s what I recommend you do, Sir. Tell your roommate to kneel in front of you. Then tell it to kiss your feet. (It should have no problems doing either one of these things, but if it does, then you need to force it to admit what it is and get it on its knees.) Then ask it what it is. Make it admit that it’s a faggot multiple times, telling it “Good Boy” every time it does. Maybe pet its hair also while saying “Good Boy” to reinforce the difference between the two of you.

Once you get the faggot to this stage, you can do whatever you want with it, Sir. I recommend that you do some scent training with it before feeding it your cock so that the faggot knows obedience to you comes before it receives reward. If you do feed it your cum (either orally or anally), that will do additional brainwashing. 

Most straight Alphas who’ve taken ownership of faggots put their fags in chastity. I do highly recommend this, Sir, but it’s your choice. I do recommend that you put the cage on the faggot, since that reinforces the fag’s inferiority and submission to you and your ownership.

I think you will find owning a faggot will make your life infinitely better, and you will experience power that most 19-year-olds cannot imagine. You’ll also learn a secret – that fucking a faggot doesn’t turn you gay, it just makes you more powerful. 

I hope to hear back from you if you choose to explore this, Sir. My email is hierarchyuniversity@gmail.com. Thank you, Sir!  

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Hey Sam

I really like your content here and I have a important question

I am 23 and I am straight. Some years ago I really wanted to have a threesome with my gf and another woman. She said that we could do it as long a we had a threesome with another guy too. Of course I said no, I would never let my woman touch another dick. But, surprisingly, she just wanted to see me fucking a faggot.

It took her 8 months to convince me that fucking faggots is not gay at all. She is a ballet dancer and one day she brought home one of her friends from ballet. The guy was really smooth, was wearing some make-up and had amazing legs and ass. At first I thought it wouldn’t work and I almost gave up, but the guy got on his knees and starting calling me Sir.

I am very dominant with women in bed but it’s very rare to find a woman who actually wants to submit to me (nothing against feminists lol). The faggot was smart and felt that I was not attracted to his body but I was attracted to the feeling of POWER that I had with him. They started to give me a double blowjob, and shortly after I was fucking my gf’s pussy and the fag’s ass at the same time. I felt like a king.

We were all 19 when that started to happen and we’ve been fucking from time to time for 4 years now. My gf loves Man-fag porn (she showed me your website), so she’s perfectly happy with this situation and her pussy gets really wet when I fuck the faggot. For me, it’s good to have a nice blowjob a and a tight ass available 24/7.

However, the faggot often refers to us a  throuple and I really don’t want to hurt his feelings. I told him one million times that I AM NOT BISEXUAL. I will not have a boyfriend, I do not have any interest in having a relationship with a man or a faggot. I just want my woman who will be my wife one day, and he’s just a nice cumdump. I like using him and I understand that he’s inferior, but he is still a human being and I respect him a lot. I know very little of fag’s hearts, so I wanna know your opinion.  In my mind, I am a King with a Queen by my side and he’s nothing more than a useful servant. How to keep the fag next to me but convince him that we’re not a throuple? I respect him, I protect him, I take care of him, I like how he’s friends with my girl, but I do not love him as I love my gf.

Master, thank you for writing!  What an amazing testimony to the truth of Hierarchy! 

You really should be quite grateful to your girlfriend, Master. She recognized what you are – at least an Apex Alpha – and knew that you deserved the kind of worship only faggots can truly provide. As you mention, very few females understand how to WORSHIP Men, but faggots are completely devoted servants/slaves of Men like you. She took a big risk introducing you to faggots, but the experience seems to have made a powerful impression on you.

I’m sure you always felt the truth of Hierarchy in your life before you ever discovered the true nature of it, this fact that you, a superior Alpha, deserves to be served and serviced by all inferiors you choose. Tragically, many Alphas refuse this part of their Hierarchical heritage, and they fail to advance in power and standing among Men. What you wrote above shows you’ve peeked through the looking glass and you now see the vast Kingdom and endless possibilities available to you. I cannot tell you how happy I am to hear that! 

It’s also clear that your faggot doesn’t quite understand its purpose yet. It’s still under the mistaken impression that it’s like a second girlfriend or something, and that’s wrong. A faggot is a slave, a loyal dog, a possession. It is to humbly serve as commanded by its Owner. 

So here’s where you (as its Master) must take the faggot and retrain it into a proper servant. First and foremost, I think it would be beneficial to put a chastity cage on the faggot, if not permanently then whenever it’s serving you. This will help the faggot understand it is not the same as you. 

I also recommend that you employ targeted scent training with the faggot, but combined with a call/response exercise to get into the faggot’s head that it is not in a relationship with you, but rather it is your property. Put the faggot on its knees and make it kiss your feet. Then tell it to repeat after you as you tell it to repeat back “I am a faggot” “I am not a Man” “My Master cannot love me” “I exist to serve my Master” etc. As the faggot completes each call/response, have it deeply inhale your crotch or armpits (you can be clothed or naked), and then kiss your feet again. 

I know you mentioned that you don’t want to hurt the faggot, Master, but this is not hurting the faggot. We faggots need to be trained to accept reality through this kind of targeted training. A dog might not like its Master using a choke collar on it during obedience training, but in the end the dog is grateful for its Master’s attention and care. So will your faggot. 

As you mentioned, owning your faggot has made you feel more like a King. That’s good, because that’s exactly what you were born to be. You have every right to have a Kingdom that reflects you, your glory and your standards, Master. If you end up owning 100 faggots, every one of them must be trained by you, and obediently loyal to you. 

I believe you have the power and the insight already within you to become a great Owner and Master of faggots, and you are blessed to have a Queen who is excited to see you exercising such power. Try my suggestions and see if they don’t improve the situation. If they don’t, adjustments can be made or the faggot can be replaced. 

I hope you will be willing to keep in touch with me as this situation develops, Master. I would be humbled and grateful to carry your story and continue a dialogue if possible. my email is HierarchyUniversity@gmail.com. THANK YOU, MASTER! 

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I know how it was for me as a faggot in college. Random fucks after dorm parties, servicing Alphas in the library stairwells.

I’ve also chronicled the use of faggots in college more extensively than anyone on the planet.

In other words, it’s real. Yes, the above video is porn, but it’s based on things that are really happening. The fact is, you get a group of Alphas together with a faggot serving them, and crazy things happen.

So don’t discount it just because it’s porn.