Bit of a messy situation. I’ve been with my straight alpha for 4 years. We met on Instagram, but I fly out to see him a few times a year.
For the first 2 years, we messaged pretty much every day and I became something of an emotional pillar for him. We agreed on exclusivity, and I’ve been his fag ever since. I’m only allowed to serve and talk to him. It’s VERY intense, but being long-distance comes with challenges.
In recent years, his career has taken off and he only messages me maybe 3 times a week. I’ve brought this up, and he says he cares about me, but he’s busy and this is just how things are.
Truth is, I’m having a very difficult time. Ownership has made me dependent on him. I feel like my emotional needs aren’t being met, and most of my time is spent isolated and alone. Any tips on how to resolve this? Or should I ask to end exclusivity?
I REALLY like him, and he’s even indicated he wants to keep me after he marries his girl. I just with things could go back to how they used to be.
Thanks.
Thank you for writing to me, brother!
Congratulations for serving a straight Master for four years, especially given that it’s been almost an entirely remote relationship. It’s commendable, and it certainly speaks well of both you and your Master that you’re both loyal, genuine people!
I’m afraid you’ll need to accept the situation as it is unless there is a radical shift in the life of one of you. He’s a straight Alpha who is now focusing on his new career, and likely doing a fair amount of fucking and partying as well. Meanwhile, you are far away. Friends online don’t last for four years, let alone a straight Alpha and a faggot.
You seem very loyal, brother, and I feel for you. Most fags (including me in my younger days) would’ve just found someone else to serve by now and just lie to their Masters. However, I’ve seen straight Alphas become very attached and even choose their fags over females simply because of their fag’s loyalty and self-sacrifice. Which one is your Master? I have no idea.
I think it might be beneficial to talk to your Master in the most humble and submissive way about how you need training and guidance that he doesn’t have the time for, and ask him if he thinks you should find a local Alpha to serve and train you. Emphasize that you want to do this so you might be a better faggot in the future for him.
By doing that, you’re showcasing two things I’m sure he’s not considering (or even understanding):
1. Faggots need constant training and use to improve
2. Faggots want this training. It’s like water to a plant.
I’m sure at this point your Master just looks at this like a fetish, but by telling him these things he might understand that faggots are real and valuable and, like any other valuable thing in an Alpha’s life a faggot needs to be tended to.
I’m curious why you don’t recommend random cocksucking for younger unowned faggots. Isn’t that part of a faggot’s purpose? I feel like it’s great practice for the faggot, and also a great way for men to get used to the ease and pleasure of using a faggot. Kneeling for a man, or a group of men, can be such a wonderful experience too.
Thank you for writing!
I’ve never discouraged faggots from having their slutty periods during which they suck everything they can. After all, I did that for a few years myself. I definitely learned a lot about my purpose from indiscriminately sucking dick randomly week after week, but in my heart I eventually yearned to be owned. Fortunately that happened, and I received deep personal training to make me a better faggot. Random cocksuckers don’t receive this. I think that’s why I always want to recommend true service to a Master, because the training I received was invaluable.
Yesterday I found myself in an unexpectedly-wonderful DM conversation with an intelligent young King named “Master V” (@damnbros51), a college Alpha who owns his faggot cousin. During this conversation the subject of faggot foot worship came up, and Master V told me he wanted my to write an essay about my own deep love and need to worship the feet of our greatest Men.
This is like a dog owner asking a Labrador retriever if it wants to jump in a lake.
I should’ve known I was a faggot from the age of 10 when I had a crush on an adorable playground leader named George Collins. I remember being fascinated by George’s big feet in his Buster Brown’s. I had vague yearnings to want to touch them, but playtime with him was distracting enough to prevent any such experimentation.
Then in freshman year of high school there was this sexy pre-Alpha named Bob that I crushed on for a couple of years. To be honest, I was more fascinated by Bob’s divine ass and bulge perfectly defined by the gray corduroy jeans than Bob’s feet, but I had this odd desire to kiss his feet in the hallway while he was joking with other football players.
Then came Roger.
I met Roger when I got a job at a shitty Italian restaurant. Roger was my age, but from another high school. It took about 2.3 seconds after I met Roger to completely fall in love with him; he was the most stunning Alpha I’d ever met. A golden tan blessed his slender, muscular frame and delectable six-pack abs. Roger had a face that was a combination of Richard Gere and Morten Harket of the band a-ha. Then Roger spoke to me, and his confidence and brash sexuality completely submitted me.
Roger saw my submissiveness instantly. We became close friends immediately, and Roger definitely defined our days together. I spent a lot of time hanging out alone with Roger at his single mother’s house, where our opposing roles came into sharp relief.
His eventual claiming of me started with his feet. Roger didn’t have huge feet, but they were beautiful to me anyway. They were the feet of an athlete, “muscular” in a way that average feet are not (if you understand what I mean). I naturally took a place at his feet when we were together, and it clearly made a subconscious impression on him. He would put his feet on my face and rub them into my nose, which I loved. He would clip his toenails, and when he wasn’t looking I would steal some of the clippings and eat them. Occasionally Roger would spray a deodorant on his feet, claiming he didn’t want his feet to stink. To that, I replied that his feet never stunk and I would grab his shoes and take a deep huff. Whenever I did that, he would give me a disgusted look and mutter, “nasty faggot!”
That was the first time an Alpha specifically called me a “faggot”, and the cold electric shock of that word was intoxicating.
After Roger became my first Owner when he forced me to become his cocksucker, I would sometimes follow my instinct and kiss his feet to induce him to feed me his cock. It was then that I discovered the link between foot worship and Alpha dominance/aggression. I took lessons in pedicure techniques and foot massage to learn how to improve, because I knew foot worship was a link that I would continue to exploit throughout my fag career.
Two of my greatest straight Masters helped me to perfect my foot worshiping technique. First was Master Aaron. He was probably the most perfect physical specimen I’d ever seen; absolutely jacked, tanned body, with the world’s greatest ass (my apologies to Chris Evans) and thighs/calves as thick and sturdy as tree trunks. Master Aaron, also had a huge heart, and I think he decided to own me in part because he saw me as a lost, wild faggot who needed an Alpha’s guidance.
I spoiled Master Aaron constantly. One of his favorite things was ordering me to draw him a nice hot bath where he would soak in scented oil water while I served him drinks. After his bath, I would specifically soak his feet and then give him a full pedicure while he relaxed on the couch. After the pedicures, I would deeply massage his muscular feet with oil and moisturizers, tenderly kissing them and praising his perfection.
As you might imagine, those sessions always ended up with me swallowing his loads.
A few years later I was owned my Master Chris. He was another physically-perfect Alpha with HUGE hands and HUGE feet to match his HUGE dick. Master Chris looked a lot like a young Jake Gyllenhaal (this was often remarked upon by his female admirers … and me), with the same square jaw and big, expressive eyes.
I fell hard for Master Chris. I consider the times I spent worshiping his feet to be among the most memorable of my life. Master Chris loved my adoration of his hands and feet, and I spent long sessions just kissing them and smelling them. When he said “good faggot” to me during these times, I felt more complete than at any time up to that point.
How can I even begin to describe the wonders of Master Chris’s feet? They were size 13, and wide. They had long toes, but not long in a creepy way like some. Master Chris could easily pick things up with them, and he gave more more than a few bruises by pinching me with them. I imprinted on his feet completely, from the sweet smell to every powerfully-constructed curve. One time Master Chris told me to try and trim his nails with my teeth, but they were too tough to bite through (I didn’t want to ruin them, either). I can still feel the weight of them between my hands! Even after so many years, I know every detail on his incredible feet!
So what is it about Alpha feet that motivates faggots to worship them so intensely?
The primary motivator for faggots is the humiliation factor. Fags live off of humiliation. It induces subspace in us, and that subspace feels like a warm, cozy blanket. Women probably know the feeling, although they’re generally not in-touch with the concept of subspace. But we faggots definitely do!
So it’s only natural that faggots are drawn to foot worship. For whatever reason, feet are considered disgusting. That’s primarily why kissing feet is considered an ultimate act of submission. Foot kissing is a universally-recognized act of honor, respect, and submission in the presence of royalty, for example. Teen Alphas often make faggots and other inferior males kiss their feet without knowing anything about hierarchy (see: Master Lucas).
For me, it goes beyond the feeling of subspace, though. When offering obeisance to an Alpha through foot worship, I feel almost forgiven. In fact, I approach this extraordinary privilege of touching an Alpha’s feet and worshiping them the way a penitent person approaches a superior for forgiveness.
It is such an honor to be allowed to touch an Alpha’s feett, let alone kiss and massage them! After all, those feet are powerful enough to carry the weight of an extraordinary Man. Beneath those feet are the remains of the lands he’s conquered and the enemies he’s vanquished. They are the foundation of his rulership! Faggots should be grateful to kiss the dirt upon which those feet have trod, let alone worship them directly!
As a faggot who has spent most of my fag career worshiping Alpha feet, I can say that few acts more fully define the Alpha/fag dynamic. It’s largely a non-sexual act in and of itself, yet it stirs great passion in most Alphas. It gives Alphas power, and reaffirms their rightful place above all other males.
So what I’m saying, in essence, is that worshiping an Alpha’s feet is a holy sacrament, a godly duty. I take it very seriously, and in order to get the most out of our commission as faggots, I recommend that all faggots approach that privilege the same way!
Hey Sam, I really want your opinion about something
I’m a bisexual Alpha, I spent 18 years in a wonderful marriage with a lovely woman, we had 2 children who I love We got a divorce a few years ago, but everything eas very peaceful and we are still friends. She has a new boyfriend who treats my childre very well and I have nothing to complain about it.
I have a new boyfriend, a sweet and submissive 19-year-old faggot who loves calling me his Daddy. I introduced him to my children and, although it was a little awkward at first, they get along really well.
As you can see, everything seems to be great in my life, except for one detail: my fag boyfriend is the hungriest cocksucker slut you can imagine. I am 42, he is 19, so I get it, we have different levels of libido. But this has become an actual problem for our relationship. He is at college, I am a lawyer with a really stressful routine. While I deal with dozens of demanding clients everyday, he only needs to worry about looking sexy, going to the gym, and getting good grades. And so, sometimes I am too tired or stressed to fuck him, and he doesn’t accept it easily.
To be more clear: I would be happy fucking him every other day, maybe twice or three times a week. But he wants cum in his mouth every morning and hard cock in his ass every night. It’s simply impossible for me and I don’t intend to take pills just to get hard for him every night.
My wife and I used to have sex once a week. It’s been impossible to follow his pace and please him. Last night, when I told I wouldn’t fuck him, he got mad and said that if I keep refusing to fuck him he will need to “find a random jock at college and ride his cock”. It really hurt my feelings and he ended up apologizing, but I can’t stop thinking about it now.
I already fuck him good at least twice a week and I know I have a nice body and a good cock. I can make him moan very loud when I am banging him doggy or missionary, so it’s not like I refuse to fuck him, I just can’t keep up to his pace.
For two decades I felt like a King fucking my wife, protecting her, providing for her and my children. But now tis whole situation is affecting my masculinity a lot. It’s not easy to take a faggot as a boyfriend after 20 years in heterosexual relationships, but I do love him and want to have a good life by his side. I thought about opening our relationship and letting other younger guys fuck him, but I really don’t like the idea of other Men touching my boy.
I know very little about gay relationships or hierarchy, it’s a whole new world for me. Am I a pathetic Man for having this issue? I’d really appreciate your opinion.
Thank you,
Jacob
Sir, thank you very much for writing to me!
Welcome to the wonderful world of faggot ownership! It’s much different from any other type of relationship you might have had before, Sir, but I think you will find that it will satisfy certain primal needs almost all Alphas like you have.
One huge problem I see most straight Alphas encounter is the issue of reciprocity/equality with a faggot. Straight Alphas are conditioned by females and society to believe that inferiors (females or faggots) are on an equal footing with a Man. But THEY ARE NOT EQUAL. A Man (especially an Alpha) is superior, and is born to lead and be served/pleased/obeyed.
This is especially true with faggots. A faggot cannot be allowed to throw hissy fits or toss out insulting threats (like yours did), because once it gets away with that behavior it loses respect for the Alpha. That is catastrophic, because then the faggot mistakenly believes it has power over its Alpha, and the entire hierarchical foundation crumbles.
As a straight Alpha, you’re likely familiar with the term “pussy whipped”. Men invented that bullying term to mock Men who are led around (through emotional manipulation) by their females. No true Alpha should ever be pussy whipped, because pussy is always available to them. They don’t need to compromise their core being as an Alpha just to be pleased by one female.
Now replace the female in that scenario with a FAGGOT. There’s no way an Alpha should ever take orders from a faggot or spend his time worrying about the pleasure/needs of a faggot.
A faggot is a possession of an Alpha, not a partner, Sir. It’s not a boyfriend, it’s a faggot.
A large part of the issue here is you chose a much younger faggot. Young fags need to be trained, and it doesn’t seem like you have the time or stomach to train it. Young fags need to understand that their pussies aren’t magic, they don’t shit Skittles, and theirs isn’t the only fuckable asshole on the planet.
How can the tables be turned on your faggot? I strongly suggest putting a chastity cage on it, Sir. Make it into a ceremony if you’d like. But one thing must be emphasized: your faggot will start learning the power of DENIAL. It needs to learn that it exists for YOUR pleasure, not the other way around.
If it refuses this, then it needs to be dismissed.
Your faggot should be kneeling and kissing your feet when you return home. It should be doing domestic service, including cooking, etc. (I’m guessing it’s not currently doing these things). It needs to find fulfillment in SERVICE, since that is how true faggots are truly fulfilled.
Again, if it refuses, it needs to be dismissed.
If you dismiss the fag, seek an older replacement (in their 30s) who more deeply embraces its purpose. You could take ownership of a couple of fags, with a younger one to satisfy your Alpha “sweet tooth”.
You didn’t start using faggots because you wanted to replace your wife with a male version of your wife, Sir. You started owning faggots because you know you were born a King, and you wanted your life to reflect that. Until now, you’ve allowed this faggot to act like a wife.
But you’re a lawyer, Sir … so start laying down the law! Reclaim your rightful place at the top of hierarchy, and enjoy the fruits of Alphahood as nature intended for you!
Thank you again for writing, Sir! Please keep in touch!
The following post is part of a column written by a 40-something experienced faggot who calls himself “Mr. Fag”. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!
In the last post from Mr. Faggot, I made the comment that using an honorific like “Mister” with a title like “fag” seemed oxymoronic. When I wrote it, I realized the irony of my statement. After all, I very much identified with the things Mr. Faggot said in his letter about what he referred to as “self command” but I might call “self actualization”. Like Mr. Fag, I was deeply trained by three exceptional Masters at a young age to believe that I had value as an intelligent faggot, that my complete submission was righteous and proper, and that I should feel proud to be of service to superior Men.
It’s how I’ve always felt about being a faggot. That’s why I’m not ashamed to tell other people I’m a faggot. In fact, I’m proud to be a faggot, and it’s all because of the Masters who owned me when I was younger … just like Mr. Fag.
Notice how he further defines his development and outlook:
Dear Sam,
This is Mr. Fag. I felt it was time to reach out and provide some necessary clarity regarding my name and the persistent idea that “Mr. Fag” is an oxymoron. I do not see a contradiction; rather, I see the title my first Alpha used to define my purpose.
I want to be clear: I am a man. Biologically, structurally, and functionally. But as my first Alpha taught me—starting when I was nineteen and he was thirty-five—I am a man whose highest purpose is the devoted service of a Real Man. This isn’t a theory; it is a biological realization that he meticulously cultivated in me through years of consensual, rigorous hierarchy.
To those who find the “Mr.” and the “Fag” at odds, they miss the point of the self-command I advocate for. The “Mr.” denotes the masculine vessel; the “Fag” denotes the utility and the recognition of my inferiority. My Alpha taught me that to serve him is not to lose my manhood, but to finally give it a direction: servicing Alphas.
However, this service is not a free-for-all. It is governed by the five pillars my first Alpha installed in me—the code that ensures the Alpha remains the sun and I remain the satellite:
The Denial of Self: I never cum in front of other men. My release is unnecessary.
Physiological Neutrality: I never get hard in front of other men. My body is a theater for his pleasure, not a monument to my own.
The Alchemy of Pain: I accept the pain the sexual act involves. It is the natural weight of his dominance. Under his tutelage, I’ve learned that this “pain” is merely the most intense form of pleasure nature allows a fag to feel.
Total Compartmentalization: I do not bleed into his “real” life. I don’t deal with the wires, the wives, the girlfriends, or the domesticities. I exist only where and how he summons me.
The Sacred Debt: An Alpha’s cum is never neglected. It is the ultimate signature of the Alpha, and it is handled with the absolute reverence it deserves.
Throughout my journey, my dynamics with Alphas have been built on the recognition of the body’s quality when it is fully devoted to a superior. It is a clean, sharp existence. There is no oxymoron in being a man who knows his place—there is only the profound relief of being handled (and used) by someone who knows exactly what to do with me.
I hope this helps the readers understand the “Self-Command” I live by. It isn’t about being less of a man; it’s about being the right kind of man for your Alpha.
Respectfully,
Mr. Fag
Those Five Pillars are outstanding boundaries of a faggot’s life, and I live by all of them now. Some of them were learned the hard way, but I now see the wisdom of them.
When a faggot absorbs his purpose and embraces it fully as Mr. Fag has, these become powerful mantras become comfortable blankets of encouragement. I honestly wish that for every faggot, and I also wish more Masters understood how to purposefully embed these values in their fags.
Maybe we will all get there together someday!
Thank you, my brother Mr. Fag for elucidating these key values for us all!
Master Emir here . I am based in Germany and have been following the discussions and experiences shared here for some time now. Engaging with this material has been genuinely grounding for me; it feels as though I have reconnected with an essential part of myself.
By nature, I have always carried a strong, commanding presence. Leadership and influence come naturally to me, and when I speak, people tend to respond. This is not something I consciously force; it is simply how I move through the world.
I am 28 years old and have had several experiences with fags who expressed a desire to serve and devote themselves to me sexually. While I am comfortable with that dynamic, my deeper interest lies less in explicit sexual activity and more in power, service, and reverence as lived experiences.
Lately, I have found myself more drawn to younger fags who show submissive inclinations. However, I often sense confusion or uncertainty when I speak with them about service, hierarchy, and worship. I am mindful of not wanting to overwhelm or mislead anyone, yet I also want to remain authentic in how I express myself.
I would value your perspective on how to approach these dynamics more effectively—particularly when engaging with younger fags (+18 ofc ) who may still be forming their understanding of themselves and their desires.
Thank you for your time and for the insight you bring to this space. I look forward to hearing your thoughts.
Best regards, Master Emir
Master, thank you very much for your question!
First of all, congratulations on a successful start to your life and for having the wisdom and insight to recognize your Alphahood! Too many young Alphas fail to acknowledge their Alphahood, and it gets wasted!
I’m guessing you’re largely a straight Alpha, Master. It doesn’t necessarily matter overall, but that impression might influence how I answer you.
Young faggots are especially tricky because most of them have been conditioned to believe they’re equal to Men or have some magical desirability that they think gives them power. Coupled with a young person’s natural rebelliousness and distracted nature, that makes young faggots hard to teach and hard to train.
The one thing an Alpha like you has in your favor is the truth of hierarchy. A true faggot of any age cannot escape the pull of purpose in inside it. So when a Master, armed with knowledge, talks to a young faggot with hierarchical authority, the young faggot is mesmerized by that truth the way a moth is mesmerized by a porchlight.
I have plenty of resources on this site to use with young fags, Master. Direct these young ones to this site, help them reason out what they’re feeling in comparison to what they read here. The truth will connect with faggots seeking it.
I have a full Discord community designed to help faggots (and Alphas) learn deeper truth and flex their muscles. You would be a welcome teacher there, Master, and your faggots would benefit from association. You can join that Discord by CLICKING HERE.
Master, thank you for writing to me! It was an extraordinary privilege to meet you and hopefully help!
Hello, it’s Avi again. I was wondering whether you had any advice on how a fag may train themselves to be a proper fag for an Alpha? I want to begin training myself before looking for an Alpha. Training myself would by my birthday present to myself for I turned 21 today. I would take as much advice as you can give me. And if there’s a set training routine I could do, even better.
Thank you for writing back, brother! HAPPY BIRTHDAY!
First and foremost, you should join my free Hierarchy University Discord (LINK HERE) While formal training hasn’t started there yet, it’s coming. Meanwhile, there are a lot of helpful rooms full of both Alphas and faggots willing to advise, train, counsel, etc. You will find a lot of great stuff to help you on your journey.
A good gift to give yourself might be “The Faggot Bible” by FagMaster (link HERE). It contains a lot of mind-melting information and practical advice. While I don’t always agree with FagMaster’s aggressive style or fetish play, his general advice to fags is solid.
I would also focus on doing little things each day to demonstrate submission to the Alphas you know and meet each day. This impresses on your mind the importance of always showing proper submission to Men.
Hopefully I can get a training program together soon to flesh out more of this!
My name is Avi. I’m a 21 year old faggot. I wanted to write about my experience being cunted. I was cunted twice. Once by myself using a dildo. I’d been pounding my pussy with it, which by the way for some reason is starting to look like an actual pussy? When I started trembling and the dildo hit something inside me and I trembling even worse and began to cry as I came, cum dribbling out of my cage, as my entire body shook from an anal orgasm. And when I pulled out the dildo I felt so empty it hurt. I craved something in me, and it took me a month to realize I craved alpha cock. Which led to me getting cunted by what was once one of my friends. I trembled, I cried, I came over and over, and I was changed by it all. Now I still have this weird emptiness in me that only cock can sate, and my asshole looks like a pussy for some reason. Any ideas as to why?
My brother, thank you for the awesome question!
First of all, congratulations on managing to cunt yourself with a dildo! It’s not easy to do. You must’ve been in deep subspace while fucking yourself with it! I think it’s great that your first cunting experience happened that way, because in that case you were able to pay attention to all of the sensations you were giving yourself.
The thing you hit inside you that triggered the cunting cascade of orgasms, trembling, and tears was very likely your prostate.
It’s very interesting that you felt that void after cunting yourself with a dildo. You asked me about that empty, yearning feeling – I call it “The Void”. And guess what? I wrote about it specifically in the article “Cunting And The Void“! You can follow that link to read the article! I think you will recognize some of what you’re experiencing in it!
As for your hole resembling a pussy now that you’ve been cunted and bred a couple of times, don’t worry too much about it. This is perfectly normal for fucked, cunted faggots. It’s where the term “boy pussy” comes from. And guess what?? I’ve written about that as well, in this article titled “Boy Pussy“!! Once again, I’ve linked to that article so you can read it!
I’m really happy for you, my brother! You not only experienced cunting, but The Void it created caused you to seek out Alpha dick and get cunted “properly”!
But I’m also proud of you for being aware and curious enough to seek out answers to these transformations in both your body and mind as you more fully fulfill your purpose! So many faggots miss these things, which is a shame. Your awareness will help you progress faster and with more success!
Hopefully you’ll want to share your experiences with this former friend/Alpha who cunted you! Thank you again for writing!
I get a little dismayed when I look at findom. Faggots throw tens of thousands of dollars a month at each of these young straight Alphas in the desperate hope of feeling owned by them. Unfortunately, these Alphas have no interest in owning faggots, and worse, wouldn’t have the first clue on how to do that.
These findom Alphas are almost entirely hot social media Alphas, the kind you see flexing for the cameras at your local Planet Fitness gym. They’re opportunists, sliding into the DMs of faggots like storm-chasing roofers looking for a quick payday.
I find it sad that, for most of these cash faggots, they’ll never know the peace and sense of purpose that comes from being owned by true Alpha Masters. Oh, the things they could learn if they were!
For instance, there’s Master @theOMGboss. I’ve known him for a long time (ever since my earliest days on Tumblr), and he owns personal, in-home fags as well as a huge stable of cash fags.
But he’s different than the rest:
This is the attitude of a true Alpha Master who understands how to cultivate submissive faggots and turn them into valuable possessions that he knows completely.
Another great example of a true Alpha Master and Owner of faggots is @the247Master. He actually owns and develops what are essentially faggot beasts of burden.
This Masters perspective is clear:
These are incredible Alphas who have accepted hierarchy completely and have bravely forged lives so they can experience everything that is possible.
And by embracing their natural role as Master, they have also taken the responsibility of caring for and training their faggots. They give their faggots the chance they’d otherwise never have, to fully experience what being a faggot means.
There’s no way a faggot can receive that kind of true fulfillment from some arrogant 20-year-old InstaDom/ cashmaster.
To the Alphas reading this: take seriously the commission nature gave you. You were meant to lead, teach, train, and discipline. You were born to OWN inferiors and shape them into useful possessions. Take that seriously.
To the faggots reading this: your commission as a faggot is deeper and more important than sending a couple of $20 bills to a kid on Twitter with nice feet. It means something to be truly owned and trained by an Alpha Master. Don’t give away something as precious as your loyal submission to Men who have no clue or desire to own and train you!
Hierarchy is important to me. It’s important to society. We have roles we’ve been given in that greater scheme, but far too often those gifts are wasted.
And when those gifts are wasted, human potential is wasted.
So embrace your purpose, embrace the truth, and set your mind on greater possibilities!
As faggots, our very existence depends upon offering pleasing service to Alphas. Everything we can do to enhance our value and skill level makes us that much more irreplaceable and useful.
There are extras we can work on to add that cherry on top of our service sundae.
For instance, how good are we when confronted by uncircumcised dicks? Have we developed tongue techniques to enhance the Alpha’s pleasure?
Take a look at this video:
Notice how the fag runs its tongue around the head beneath the foreskin? This feels incredible to Alphas. Also, lightly biting, pulling, or chewing on the foreskin can really push an Alpha over the edge.
Now take a look at this video:
Have we developed our pussy muscles enough to actually suck a dick with it? Alphas LOVE to look down and see a greedy faggot pussy hungrily slurping on their cocks!
Be creative in your training, but always be training. Kegel exercises are not hard to incorporate during the day. Tongue exercises can be done anywhere.
If you want to increase your value, every faggot must take these aspects seriously!
The following post is part of a thread following a 30-year-old Italian Alpha named Francesco who is living in America with a 19-year-old faggot. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!
One of the most exhilarating bursts of fresh air around here recently has been the emergence of an Italian Alpha named Master Francesco. He’s relatively young, but he has tremendous instinctual understanding of the faggot mindset and how best to train them and use them.
Not only does he use his formidable toolset with his own faggots, but he shows outstanding Protector Alpha care for faggots all around the world. The very best Alphas I’ve ever known or served have had mindsets like that (even if they didn’t actually do it broadly across the internet). These greatest Alphas recognize the vulnerabilities of faggots in general, and seek to help.
Master Francesco offered a revolutionary diet plan here for faggots that was clean and science-based, and many faggots excitedly began to attempt it. Some have reported an improvement.
One such faggot was a brother from Brazil named Felipe. He wrote to me about his experiences, and Master Francesco immediately saw it and wanted to contact the fag.
Now I’ve heard from Felipe about his experience of speaking with Master Francesco, and it’s just about what I’d expect from a high-quality Alpha like him!
Hi Sam, it’s Felipe from Rio here.
I just wanted to tell you that Master Francesco reached out to me and we got to talk… Quite a lot, actually. It’s hard to put into just a few words how grateful I am and how amazing Master Francesco is! Thank you so much for making the bridge to bring him to my life!
It’s a given that our contact can only happen online – I’m in Brazil and he’s in the USA – but there’s something about an alpha like him that crosses any kind of borders. I can actually feel his presence when I read what he shares with me.
First let me just get something out of the way: he’s a very, VERY, considerate and protector Alpha! I mean… He made sure I was being listened, he embraced me in a way I haven’t felt in years! All while being firm of our places in the hierarchy. Alphas like Master Francesco are a rare breed. At least from my experience.
He made me feel good about myself. He gave me a nice boost of confidence to improve my life. When I shared my routine with him the other day, including all my meals and exercise routine he said he was proud of me and that I was being a very good boy! I went to heaven and back. But he also set goals for me to focus on, and I’m sure that with his God given sense of guidance I’ll remain firm on my path.
He also shared a cool story with me. He told me about a fag he had who was chubby and had a small dick, like myself, who would only serve him domestically while he would breed two twink fags regularly. Then one day he called the chubby fag, because he felt the the fag deserved a little more attention from him, and told him to have a taste of his Alpha cock… The fag cried from happiness! He was craving for his load so much and repressing so hard his desire to feel his cock that he just couldn’t help himself but crying! And I saw myself in the shoes if that fag – and I teared up a little too, not gonna lie. Master Francesco said he learned that day that chubby fags with small dicks are amazing cocksuckers! And I must say, that’s true.
But Master Francesco is incredible. He keeps saying he’s proud of me because I answer fast, because I know how to address myself to an alpha… He’s constantly giving me positive reinforcement that I’m a good boy and that if I keep improving myself I’ll be an Alpha’s fag in person very soon.
I wish I could be there to welcome him after a long and hard day at work and be ready to serve and take all his stress away anyway he wants. And believe me, I would let him take me in all ways possible!
It’s sad that he doesn’t have much time to train me virtually at the moment, but I get it. And I don’t feel bad about it at all. I just hope the fags he has available right now know that they are on the hands of an one of a kind Alpha, and that they cherish him for all that he’s worth and beyond because if he had this AMAZING impact on me just by our conversations, I can’t imagine how much greater it must be to kneel in front of him in person and worship all his glory!
Once again, thank you Sam for putting him in my life.
I’ve always been an advocate of in-person, real-life service of Alphas, but the greatest Masters can have profoundly positive impacts on faggots online as well.
Master Francesco recognizes that every faggot has the potential to blossom into a useful and pleasing possession with the right care and training.
Sadly, most Alphas don’t share Master Francesco’s outlook!
I’m proud to carry Master Francesco’s words and teachings here. He’s making a difference for my faggot readership, and hopefully teaching his Alpha brothers how powerful ownership can be!
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!
When I met little French faggot Fabien, he was asking me for help in seducing his straight Alpha friend Anthony. Based on the circumstances he described, I gave him some recommendations I thought might work. And Fabien then followed my ideas to the letter, and Anthony took ownership of Fabien in an enthusiastic way.
Ever since, Master Anthony has grown in power as he learns the true depth and breadth of his Hierarchical power, while also being a guiding force in training Fabien into a deeply subspaced faggot. Fabien’s lust, awe, and gratitude as Master Anthony’s prized possession has been absolutely infectious
Fabien’s complete obedience to his Master caused the straight Alphas in Master Anthony’s Alpha pack to be curious about faggot service as well. Fabien served them, and then helped train personal faggots for a couple of them as well. I cannot express enough of my sheer joy of being even a tiny part of Fabien’s growth as a magnificent faggot. I’m so proud of him!
But now my pride has doubled after hearing the latest update from my little fag brother! Check this out:
My beloved brother Sam,
I have some spare time and I absolutely want to take this opportunity to write to you. I had wanted FOR AGES to tell you what happened in my mentoring of other slaves for the Alpha Pack, last June!
Most of Anthony’s Alpha brothers are used to enjoy the services of male slaves by now, and his closest friends have at least one personal servant. I don’t know if you remember that in last May, I told you about Anthony’s Alpha friend Charles and his faggot Basile. Charles is a godly young hunk, like all members of the Alpha Pack. Basile is a pretty good-looking guy, a thirty-something bartender from a bar frequented by the Pack, who was swooning at them, and Charles (who is probably Anthony’s best friend after Henri) claimed him as his slave.
Basile went with me and Clément last spring, to serve our three Masters on a week vacation I told you about. Back then, I told you that Basile was still a bit of a whiner and selfish faggot, who needed a bit of training and breaking.
Well, things did not improve at first. Actually, Charles ended up dumping Basile. One day, as I was working at home while Anthony was enjoying time outside with his bros, Basile called me. He was in deep despair and needed someone to talk. I just couldn’t let down a brother like that. So I went to his place to comfort him but also to help him accept reality and FINALLY learning his place in Hierarchy.
So I offered him a lot of hugs and comforting words but I also firmly rebuked him when he was complaining about Charles being too harsh with him. I tried once agan to explain him kindly but clearly that he was to SERVE and WORSHIP an Alpha like Charles and revel in that submission, work hard and selflessly to make him happy, to accept that he was his SLAVE and not his boyfriend.
“I can’t stress this golden rule enough: PUT HIM FIRST. It’s ALL about HIM. His happiness, his desires, his pleasure, his comfort. Nothing else remotely matters. You do NOT matter. So be grateful! Always be grateful to be with him, to serve him, be grateful for any order his gives you, for every moment you got to spend with him…”
He whined “Easy for you to say! Anthony loves you, everyone can see that!”
“And I cherish evry single drop of his love, but I keep focusing on HIM. I never take his affection for granted and I keep reminding that I must EARN his satisfaction. Every second of every day! Do your duty to your master and maybe, just maybe, he will consent to show you some appreciation. Look, I must say it bluntly: Charles is much, much better than you, and than me. He has no reason to even notice your existence, if you are not useful to him. You have nothing to bring on the table but your complete and selfless submission. Just to be in his presence is a privilege you should cherish! To be allowed to serve him and to worship him is a golden opportunity you should love with all your heart! Do you realize how many inferior boys, some of them more deserving than you, would kill to have the chance you had and wasted?”
And I went on and on… He was quietly crying but listening. Then, I urged him to repeat after me: “I am a inferior male. I am a slave for superior Men. I was born a slave, I will die a slave. I exist to serve and worship an Alpha in any way he wants.” I made him repeat it several times. The tears kept flowing, but each time his tone was a little firmer.
At last, after a moment of reflection, he weakly said “Do you think my master will ever accept me back?” I was glad he was clearly calling him his master. “I don’t know… Listen, if I can, maybe I’ll try to speak for you. But you promise me to submit to not waste your second chance?” And then, can you believe it, he threw himself on the ground and kissed my feet! He said “Yes, I promise, I will be a good slave, I’ll respect and obey my master, he will be happy…” I laughed “It’s him you must worship like that, not me!”
It was only a week later that I had an opportunity to speak for Basile. Anthony and Charles were enjoying time on the couch in front of TV while I was cooking for them. I took advantage of a commercial break and while they were chatting to go and speak to them. I did what I had to do to make them feel comfortable and capture their attention: I bowed down and kept my head close to their socked and sweaty feet (the smell was delicious!).
“Forgive me to bother you, Masters. May I beg to have a word with Sir Charles, please?” Charles nodded. “What’s up, boy?” “Sir, I know you have been rightgully angry about the poor service Basile gave you. I spoke with the boy at lenght and did my best to make him understand his faults and to learn from them. He is deeply remorseful for his failures, Sir, and he begs to make amend. If you ever feel in your heart the will to generously give him a second chance, I’m sure he will be the slave you deserve to have, Sir.”
Charles pondered and turned to Anthony. “What do you think, Tony?” My Master asked me, “Will you vouch for this Basile?” I took a second to think, but I answered “I will, Master”. “Then you should get the boy back, Charlie. I trust my Fab.” Charles nodded wth a big smile. But then, Anthony turned to me.
“And you, since you vouched for your fellow slave, I’ll hold you responsible for his behaviour. If Charles is dissatisfied with Basile ever again, you will pay the price. I warn you. I’ll be very angry and I will punish you accordingly.”
As you can imagine, I gulped in terror. I kissed their feet and thanked them profusely for their benevolence. Later, when I was alone, I called Basile on the phone and yelled at him. “I vouched for you, so you better not let me down, you filthy faggot! If you jeopardize my relationshp with my Master, I will make you pay, believe me! I will make you wish you were never born!”
About two weeks later, while Anthony was having breakfast in bed and I was massaging his feet, he casually said to me “By the way, Charles told me he’s very happy with his slave’s attitude, lately. I’m proud of you. You did a good job.” A few days later, I had Basile on the phone crying with joy. “Charles called me a good boy today. He called me a good boy!”
Basile was part of the servile staff I managed during the Alpha Pack vacation this summer. And I can confirm he seems to have the good mindset of a slave faggot, now. And, of course, he’s much more happy! ;-D
I’m so glad I could FINALLY told you the whole story, my beloved big brother!
Love you !
Fab the fag
My dear Fabien is now a MENTOR FAGGOT!
There are so many lessons to be learned from this account that I think it should be mandatory reading for every serious faggot out there. If you aren’t inspired to improve and truly dedicate yourself to submitting fully to Alphas after reading this, then I can’t help you.
First of all, note how sternly and matter-of-factly Fabien spoke with his rebellious, misguided brother Basile! Hell, he sounds like ME sometimes when I’m laying down the law around here! Fabien spoke that way in order to snap Basile back to reality and force him to see how badly he was behaving.
But Fabien’s counsel wasn’t just about behavior, but it was also about developing the proper attitude. Basile had developed what I call the “equality paradox”, in which he believes he deserves equal billing with his Master when he’s clearly not at all equal. This mental problem was rightfully causing issues with his straight Master, because no straight Alpha is going to take such nonsense from a faggot. All Alphas expect faggots to completely and obediently serve and submit to them, but this is especially true of straight Alphas who don’t need to own faggots if they don’t want to!
And that’s what Fabien correctly pointed out to Basile – it’s a PRIVILEGE to serve our greatest Men!
It’s important to take note of the abrupt change in Basile’s attitude and the result: Master Charles was so pleased with Basile’s improved attitude that he told Basile that he was a “good boy”! And what was Basile’s reaction to that compliment from his Master? Overjoyed fulfillment!!
Do you want to feel that kind of fulfillment? That kind of overwhelming pride and gratitude? Then humble yourself the way Basile did, by listening to the wise words of my little mentor faggot Fabien!
This experience will forever be a touchstone for me on this site. Through his faithful service to Master Anthony and his proper mindset, Fabien has not only found joy and fulfillment for himself, but also given that same gift to his faggot brother! I am beyond proud of him for that!
The following post is part of a thread chronicling the rise and reign of a gay God Alpha named Master Alejandro who, along with his straight Alpha brother, enslaved Maria and her faggot husband! CLICK HERE for all posts in this thread in chronological order!
God Alpha brothers are a rarity. Typically, one brother asserts himself through natural hierarchical selection and pecking order battles as the God Alpha. However, differing sexual preferences is one way that God Alphahood can be shared between brothers of equal power.
This shared power can be clearly seen when Alpha brothers team up to work a situation together, much the way gay Master Alejandro and his straight brother have done with Maria and her former husband Miguel.
You might recall that Maria wrote to this site after asking Master Alejandro to fuck her husband Miguel, which revealed the truth: Miguel is actually a faggot. But Master Alejandro upped the ante by asking his brother to fuck and breed Maria, which he did until he got Maria pregnant!
Isn’t it amazing what a few deep shots of Alpha cum can do?
Now Master Alejandro returns to discuss an issue with his new faggot Miguel:
Hey Sam, this is your Master Alejandro, do you still remember me?
I wanted to tell you that Maria’s been really happy with her new life as a pregnant woman. It’s impressive how a woman’s mood change once she has a real Man guiding her. She is just now learning what it means to have a real man, not a fag husband. So she recently moved to live with my brother, while I moved in to take their previous apartment and live with Miguel. It’s been a lot of work for both me and my brother, but we’re Alphas, we know what to do. Maria is being really well treated and that’s what matters now. One more happy woman in the world thanks to Alpha cum!
For me, the challenge has been to train Miguel. It’s much harder to train a faggot who was in a straight marriage living a lie than taking a virgin fag who hasn’t tried to be a Man before. Can you believe that this fucking slut told me a few days ago that he thought he was bisexual? lol jajajaja unbelievable, I couldn’t hold my laugh. As soon as he said it, I repeated straight to his face that he is a FAGGOT, no woman would ever want to open her pussy for him. He was quiet at first, but it took less than 10 minutes for him to suck my cock so I guess he was not upset jajajaja lol
Things are going well, we’re working with the lawyers to officialize their divorce, and they both agree. The apartment belongs to Miguel’s family, so I’ll be living here with him. Maria will be with my brother from now on. She just wants to make sure everything is set before her belly starts to grow. You know how these things are, her family can never imagine that she got pregnant from another Man while still married to this faggot. Miguel begs to me everyday that I don’t expose him. I repeat every single day that nobody will ever know he’s a faggot. He is just my slut and I don’t want other men touching him anyway.
I haven’t seen a lot of fags like Miguel because I usually prefer those femboys, so everybody knows that I am the Man and they’re the fags. But Miguel does not look like a fag at all, so he’s always panicking about people finding out what he really is. I guess this kind of anxiety is quite normal, right? I just need to navigate this with my new fag jajaja lol
First of all, I’m amazed at how cleanly this worked out. Alphas are always doing such mind-boggling things. They make the impossible not just possible, but probable. But notice how easily Master Alejandro took over Miguel’s family-funded apartment, moving Maria into the home of his brother without barely a thought!
But Master Alejandro has his hands full with Miguel. As Master Alejandro said, faggots who lived a lie as a straight male are corrupted mentally. It’s hard to let go of that security blanket and embrace the truth of life as an owned faggot. I would think it would be a relief, but I’ve never lived that lie, either. In fact, one of the reasons for this site was to prevent faggots from doing this very thing.
Master Alejandro did the right thing by nipping Miguel’s delusion in the bud. It can be incredibly effective to look a faggot in the eyes and tell it that it is, indeed, nothing but a faggot.
Master Alejandro asks if this anxiety is normal. Sadly, it is. Most faggots live terrified lives full of self-loathing and shame. Great Masters know how to help a faggot through such difficulties, shepherding them to the greener pastures of service and acceptance. I have no doubt Master Alejandro can do that with Miguel.
I just hope Miguel can come to a point where he realizes his subjugation to Master Alejandro has led to fulfillment for Maria and a new life with the child Master’s brother has created inside her. It’s all because Miguel accepted his role as a faggot. That’s important!
I just wanted to thank you for your advice on how handle my attraction to Master Omar after he cunted me. You made me realise that the experience was so intoxicating that I was being selfish without realising it, and that it should be up to masters Craig and Omar to decide what to do with me.
Although I would have not dared to mention my doubts to Master Craig I think he suspected something as he was especially strict with me this last week.
On Monday he called me ordering me to go to his house as usual. When I got there I found the door half open but no one answered. I entered the living room and I immediately heard screams of pleasure inside Master Craig’s room. He was fucking one of his faggots and he asked me to get undressed, kneel on the floor and watch. I waited patiently for my turn as always but this time after breeding the other faggot, he looked at me and said “good boy, you can go home now”. Of course I obeyed without questioning it, but I felt so sad and jealous of the other faggot that I had just seen take his cum!
Master Craig repeated this “ritual” every other day of the week until Friday, when I found him alone in his room and he told me that he was going to fuck me. Oh Sam, when he finally bred my pussy I felt tears in my eyes!
Master Craig has mentioned that in some days I will have to give another special welcome to Master Omar. However, this week’s subtle punishment has made me realise that he I don’t have the power to decide and that unless Master Craig decides to exchange me, he is the only one I have to serve.
Wow! What Master Craig did there was a brutal variation of a training technique I’ve dubbed “The Nuclear Option”! It’s typically a way for straight Alphas to break a faggot that’s disobedient or has fallen in love with them. I know it works, because an Alpha once used it on me! It hurt, but I was much wiser after!
In this case Master Craig was training you to be more grateful to be owned by him. From the tearful way you received Master Craig’s cock and cum at the end of the week, it sounds like the training was quite effective!
I wonder what triggered Master Craig to feel the need to do this. Is he reading this site and saw your previous letter to me? Did he feel he needed to reassert his dominance after the much larger Master Omar fucked you? Or is he just very attuned to the emotional states of his faggots?
Regardless, I now have a much deeper respect for Master Craig! He’s clearly an expert owner of faggots, and a Man you should be so grateful to serve! No, he may not be the one who cunts you … but he knows how to make you appreciate the feeling of his cock and cum inside you!
The following post is part of a thread following the life and teachings of a 30-year-old God Alpha named Master Maurice as he takes ownership of a disabled faggot named Édouard. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!
Since my return I’ve been blessed with some truly extraordinary stories that really touched me and inspired me, but none have had quite the emotional impact of the story of Master Maurice and his ownership of a disabled faggot named Édouard.
As a God Alpha, Master Maurice can have anyone and anything he chooses. Yet he chose to own a disabled faggot. Let’s be honest: most Alphas would’ve said “no” to Édouard simply because of the degree of difficulty involved in owning him.
But Master Maurice is not like “most Alphas”. He’s a superlative of a superlative, a kind of real-life superhero who sees the lowly and afflicted and uses his great power and wisdom to effect positive change. Suffice it to say that I wish we had 10,000 more just like him!
I’m always so grateful when I hear back from this greatest of Kings, because he teaches by example and through his impactful words. He targets his messages, rather than simply using his voice to brag about his power and accomplishments.
He was inspired to write again from a recent post about Alpha scent, and from that comes another lesson:
Hey fag Sam, This Master Maurice, remember me? I haven’t shared my experiences with my fag for a while, but I came to your page to see what was going on and just saw this sexy post about Alpha scent. My fag is literally what you described. When he is upset, I literally shove his face on my sweaty balls and it’s a kind of magic for the fag. He literally changes his mood in 5 minutes on my balls or armpits. I wonder what the biological process is his fag brain for such a change of mood to happen so quickly.
I am also training him to ride my cock now. I usually fuck him missionary because, as you know, he can’t move his legs, missionary is usually the easier way to have full access to his hole while he hugs me, but I really like when fags ride my cock, so I decided to train him. At first he was not very confident because he doesn’t feel anything from his hips down, so he can’t use his knees to ride it. But I held his skinny body in my arms, reassuring that everything was okay, then I told him to open his hands on my chest and instead of using his legs, use his hands to go up and down.
His pussy is quite used to my cock, I literally molded his hole pounding him hard, so it wasn’t hard to go balls deep inside of him, but he didn’t want to move, he stayed still just feeling my hard cock in his ass. I wanted him to do sort of a push-up on my chest to move up and down, but he wasn’t even trying.
You know, I am very patient and I love my boy, I take care of him everyday in my life. But it’s not very smart to disobey a Man when his hard cock is shoved deep in your ass. I wasn’t fully rational, so I just said “come here, boy”, held his hips on both sides with my hands and pounded him to make sure that he would never forget who is the man and who is the faggot in my house. But I know very well how to be firm without hurting a fag, he never told me stop while I was banging his pussy. He just kept moaning and repeating “oh baby, it’s so deep, omg, it’s so deep”, I was literally teaching him how to serve my cock in cowgirl style without making him move a muscle, I was doing all the work, he was just a sextoy getting fucked on top of me. I was using all my strength to make him ride me, sliding his body up and down like a fleshjack.
Then I gave him a break, we were both sweaty, he was already out of breath. I hugged him, putting him on my chest, his head next to mine on my shoulder, without taking my cock from his hole, then I whispered in his ear “I love you boy, but when I tell you to do something in this bed, you do it” I didn’t want to be too hard on my fag, but I had asked him to serve me and he let his fear speak louder than his obedience. He just said sorry, still grasping for air, then I added “this is my house, my bed, and you are my faggot, now go back to what I told you to do” and it worked like magic. He put his both hands on my chest and started fucking himself using his arms to go up and down. I said “good boy” while he was moaning and stretching his pussy, I came after a few minutes and pumped a thick load in his ass.
He apologized again when I was giving him aftercare, but I told him that it was okay, kissed him tenderly and called him a good boy again. Then he fell asleep with my cum in his ass and his face on my armpit.
You may not remember, but I’m still fucking that nurse I hired. Another good boy with soft lips and a great nurse. My goal is moving him in as well, so I’d have two perfect fags and a full-time nurse to look after my boy.
I love that Master Maurice doesn’t allow sentimentality cloud his judgement or his training of his faggots. His expectations and commands still stand regardless of any physical limitations.
Why is this good? Because Master Maurice is pushing Édouard to become stronger and more resilient, not to give up when something is difficult!
Imagine Édouard’s pride after Master Maurice pushed him to actually do this difficult sexual position and then please Master so much he pumped a precious load into him! The next time there is some difficult task to please Master, what do you think Édouard’s attitude will be regarding that task?
That’s the beauty of TRAINING your faggots!
At Hebrews 12:11 The Bible states the following:
“True, no discipline seems for the present to be joyous, but it is painful; yet afterward, it yields the peaceable fruit of righteousness to those who have been trained by it.”
God Alphas like Master Maurice see the end result of discipline and training: a better, more confident faggot!
He also sees an endgame with this nurse faggot he’s been breeding, biding his time until he can move that nurse fag into his home to complete part of his growing Kingdom.
It’s God Alphas like Master Maurice who keep me smiling in confidence. He’s the living embodiment of everything this site teaches and is meant to amplify.
And I’m the proudest faggot to be trusted by this most incredible Alpha to share his inspirational story with you!
This is a pretty good overview of the basic positions for proper faggots. We want to know these so well that we automatically assume them on command the way a soldier responds to a drill sergeant.
Of these. It seems that faggots struggle with the position that is also the easiest one: SIMPLE KNEELING. Too many faggots have their hands on themselves!
The following post is part of a thread chronicling the life of domination of a God Alpha named Master Jase. CLICK HERE to read all posts in this thread in chronological order!
It’s sometimes a bit terrifying to hear some of Master Jase’s stories of utter faggot destruction. It’s like watching a spooky documentary about Bigfoot, and you’re suddenly mortified by the idea of actual monsters roaming the earth.
Well, Master Jase is proof that there are, indeed, monsters walking among us. More like STALKING among us.
His latest true account is no less spinetingling:
It’s our Alpha nature to own, control and dominate in any situation. It’s your fag nature to submit, obey, and worship my Alpha power and stength. Be it conscious or unconscious.
Perfect example today. I power-fucked and cunted a hunked up fag for near over 5 constant hours yesterday evening. By the end he was nothing more than a weakly convulsing muscle ragdoll, wasted and delirious from the number of assgasms his cunt received. My house slut washed and carried the fag into a spare bed, before returning to worship and service my body and take my cock throughout the night.
At this point I made the observation that his house faggot is almost like a triage nurse there to care for the fag bodies broken and bruised by Master Jase’s animal lust.
Sometimes I sleep with him, spooning against him with my cock tucked up against his ass for easy access. Woke up this morning to my house slut sliding his cunt up and down my cock, cunting himself deep. Rolled and pinned him back down and flooded his used cunt with my morning load. I left him there in bed to recover, after having his dazed mouth clean my cock.
First thing I see in the corridor was yesterday’s hunk fag kneeling outside. Upon seeing me, the fag tried to stand but instantly collapsed, because his legs were still completely fucked out. He crawls towards me, moaning at the sight of me towering over him, and presses his head and mouth under my hard cock while his arms and hands gripe and worship my strong legs.
It was no question that the muscled fag was still cock drunk. His eyes were still dilated, his face was one of incoherent bliss, and he was barely able to talk. Yet the fag’s first instincts were to serve and pleasure me. Even when he couldn’t walk, his natural place was at my feet, worshipping and grovelling.
I dragged him to the sofa and allowed him to worship my body and cock. The fag made such satisfied moans as he touched my legs, sniffed and suckled on my balls, kissed and licked my abs and pecs, and sucked and nursed on my cock tip. I would pet and stroke his head and he would moan back in response. I pulled him back and asked him what he says, and his hoarse, barely coherent voice replies, “Thank you, sir.”
I decided to reward such good service by lifting up his hunky, wasted body, and bounce him up and down my cock. Completely at my mercy, his muscles just a grip hold for me to power him up and down. Had him swinging like a toy, moaning higher and higher, and having yet more assgasms on my cock. The fag’s cunt was still raw, pulpy and destroyed from last night but that didn’t stop me from slamming him up and down hard.
Pounded a massive load into him, his cunt lips were so battered it couldn’t contain my seed and much of it leaked out while I hammered my orgasm into him. Pulled him off and forced his gaping, drooling mouth back onto my cock for cleaning, and left him to my house slut, who at that point had come back to and was waiting to the side for my orders.
I can never get tired of seeing my seed seep out between an open pair of swollen cunt lips.
If you ever had a doubt about the reality of hierarchy being the truth, the life and conquests of Master Jase will dispel them immediately. He’s living proof of its truth.
He’s also living proof of what true Alphas need and expect from the inferiors in their lives. Sure, not every Alpha is as blunt an instrument as he is, but they all require the same worship and service.
And in return, Alphas like Master Jase reward these obedient faggots with training and experiences that will shape the rest of their lives.
So yes, the world has monsters in it. Necessary monsters!
