This thread follows the development of a true Alpha/faggot relationship between a Supreme Scottish Alpha named Yannick and his faggot boyfriend Fionn. CLICK HERE for all posts in this thread!
It began as a simple command while Master Yannick was at work today. He told his faggot Fionn to be ready when he finished his shift. By “ready,” Master Yannick meant that the faggot needed to be clean, naked (except for the chastity cage, of course), and in position.
When Fionn received this message, he began texting me his complaints about this command. He had just endured several brutal cuntings the night before … he didn’t like being naked … he doesn’t want to wear the chastity cage … and so forth. Then he asked me what I thought he should do. My answer was simple: “OBEY.”
When Master Yannick returned home from a stressful day at work (he’s in the medical field, which is under particularly horrible pressure now), he found his faggot cleaned, naked, and on all fours on the bed with his pussy high in the air. Instantly hard at the sight, Master Yannick pulled out his cock, mounted the faggot, and rammed his big dick into the pre-lubed pussy. Then Master Yannick gave the faggot “the fuck of a lifetime.” The fuck was so powerful and long-lasting that Fionn was crying by the end of it. “God, I love that,” snarled Master Yannick later.
After he pumped his day-long load into his faggot’s cunt, Master Yannick put a buttplug into the faggots’ pussy “to keep my precious seed in.” Then he pulled the still-weeping faggot into the shower. If you remember from the last installment (HERE), Master Yannick had sprayed the faggot with his morning piss and told it not to wash it off. Well, now “it stunk” and needed a bath.
Then Master Yannick did something extraordinary: he took Fionn’s cage apart and washed it and the faggot’s clit clean! This is a tradition that he learned from Master Nick’s example, and he’s decided to incorporate it into his ownership responsibilities! More Alpha Masters need to reflect on the power of this ritual!
After Master Yannick finished cleaning his faggot, he began placing the cage back on. As he did this, something extraordinary happened:
When I put on his cage he reminded him that he is never to touch is clit again, never play with it again, never to cum again.
A few minutes later, after it had sunken in, he suddenly started to cry. He suddenly realized what it meant for him to submit.
For many Men, the sight of a broken faggot might make them feel pity or remorse. They might want to comfort the faggot in some way.
But Master Yannick is an APEX Alpha, a perfect distillation of Male dominance.
His tears made me so hard that I fucked another load into his cunt.
After Master Yannick finished pumping his second load into Fionn, he held his large cock deep inside the faggot’s pussy. Then, according to Master Yannick, he “whispered into his ear that Daniel (Master Yannick’s Alpha best friend) and I were going to dp him and that I would share him with Daniel.”
“I don’t want to get dp’d,” moaned Fionn.
“Who owns that pussy?” asked Master Yannick firmly.
“You own it, Master,” replied Fionn meekly.
“Then I do the fuck with it as I please, don’t I?” barked Master Yannick.
And Fionn started to weep bitterly. The tears excited the Beast within Master Yannick and caused his dick – still inside Fionn’s pussy – to swell back to full mast. So Master Yannick fucked another load into Fionn’s ass.
The faggot kept crying after the third breeding. Master Yannick left him alone for a while so he could think about the loss of his penis and his Manhood. But eventually Master Yannick couldn’t hold back, so he mounted Fionn again and deposited another load.
But the tears kept coming. So Master Yannick held Fionn in his arms and told his faggot he loved him. He repeatedly told the faggot how proud he was of the sacrifice he made for him and his glory.
This finally soothed Fionn, and the exhausted faggot fell gently to sleep.
When talking about these two days with Master Yannick afterward, I told him that I feel like I’ve had front-row seats to the live ascendancy of a new Alpha God. I’ve been witness to a Man casting off any remaining shackles and exploding with the power and force of a supernova.
My brother Fionn may be broken, bruised, and sore, but he can hold on to this one undeniable truth – he is the owned faggot and property of one of the most authentically Alpha Males to have ever walked the Earth. Every day and night he is mounted and bred by the cock of a god, his life safe in that diety’s large and steady hands. And it is forever.
A faggot cannot ever hope for anything better than that.