This is the most difficult post I’ve ever tried to write. You know how you get that feeling like you need to vomit, but you try to push it down, breathe heavily, and attempt to keep it from happening? That’s the feeling I’ve had over the last week and a half as the following story developed right in front of my eyes.

Finally, I need to get it out of me.

I was contacted by a married, middle-aged father named Henry. His unnamed daughter had married an Alpha named Jake and they had some kids. But suddenly the relationship between Henry and his son-in-law changed, and Henry sought my advice.

I am simply going to present these emails in order, with brief commentary in-between.

Hi Sam,

I have just stumbled across your blog in hope that it could help me with my situation. I couldn’t guide find the answer there, so reaching out for any advice you can give…

Firstly, I don’t consider myself gay, let alone being a fag, but my situation isn’t far off, so really think I can find help in this space. A few years ago, my daughter married my son-in-law, Jake, who is a complete Adonis of a man and complete perfection. I even question how my daughter was able to bag him. As I mention, I’m not gay and never thought this way about a man before, but he’s a complete god… he gets the attention of even the straightest of men. 

Originally I always resisted my urge to be submissive toward him, but since my daughter had their first child, I’ve had a lot more reason to be at their house more, to help out with childcare, but always find myself helping out my son in law instead. This only escalated further when they had their second child last year. I go to their house 4 or 5 times a week pretty much to solely serve Jake who works from home, whilst my daughter looks after the children whilst on maternity leave. On days that I go over, Jake even writes a list of jobs for me to do and to be completely honest, I absolutely love it. I try to drop in calling him “Sir” when I pluck up the courage and once I said “you’re lunch is ready Sir” and he said “good boy”, which I found extremely hot. I cook for him, clean the house, do his laundry, ironing, wash his car weekly, mow his lawn, clean the toilet, get his drinks, whatever…

Anyway, my wife is going back to work next week and the children will go to nursery. I was devastated that I may no longer have a reason to go over to help out (and pretty much serve Jake all day), however I recently said to my daughter and Jake that “I guess you won’t need me over to help as much moving forward” and THANKFULLY Jake said that he could still do with me coming over 2 or 3 times a week to keep things in check. I can’t wait to be at home serving him alone and I’m looking for ways to serve him more and to be more submissive. I really need your help with two things: 1. How do I do more for Jake? I want to show him how submissive I am, I’d literally do anything for him, I fantasize about sucking him and licking his ass, but I don’t know if this could ever be reality, and how I’d even get there? What do you think?2. Can I continue being submissive, serving him and even more, without damaging the relationship with him and my daughter? I’m so desperate for him, but don’t want to make a strange situation with my daughter. What do you think?

Forgot to ask one more question… do you think Jake knows and understands that I’m submissive to him and that he’s superior to my inferiority? What do you think he’s making of all this? Sometimes I think he knows I’m pretty much his bitch, but other times, I think he thinks I’m just a really helpful father in law, helping out a young family. 

I, of course, told Henry to forget about his daughter’s concerns and pursue this. I also recommended that Henry start cleaning his shoes or kissing his feet.

Thank you so much for getting back to me and for your words of encouragement and advice. 

I have been fortunate enough to clean his shoes regularly, as this is often on my list of tasks when I go round. However I have never cleaned them on his feet, I don’t know how I’d go about getting that opportunity? I tried once before to put him in a position where I could massage his feet… I took Jake, my daughter and their sons on holiday to a lodge. One night my daughter went to bed early with the boys and Jake stayed up watching sport, I was obviously on hand to serve his drinks and snacks. He was spread out across the couch and I finally got the nerve to sit on the floor at the end of the couch where his feet were, hoping he might try and push me to massage his feet. After about 10 mins he got up to go to bed. I said “goodnight”, his ass was so close to my face and he let out a huge fart ( it was so hot, I sat silently in amazement – I really think he must have done it on purpose) then he just told me clear up and he went to bed. This has made me pretty nervous about trying to massage his feet again and the opportunity doesn’t arise too much. However, hopefully it will when I start serving him at home alone. 

Definitely going to make sure I thank him more often and telling him that I love being useful to him. 

I angrily chastised Henry for letting the foot opportunity slip away, and I told him the fart was absolutely intentional and a show of dominance.

Really?! What do you think I should have done in this situation, I really shouldn’t let my nerves get in the way, but I do and then I’m not sure how to progress the situation. 

Do I just bluntly ask if he would like a foot massage? I feel like he’d just tell me if he wanted one? Also would I just use my hands or mouth as well? I know I need to push things but just don’t know how?! 

Thanks sam, I’m so pleased to hear that you’re sure he knows I’m submissive to him. Like I said, I don’t see myself as a faggot, but honestly, if you want to call me his faggot, I don’t care! I’ll be whatever 😉

I told Henry he should’ve either asked if he could rub his feet, or simply reached out an started rubbing them, of course.

Then came a twist:

Ok thank you, I’m such an idiot. It was a great opportunity, I just get worried that he’ll think I’m being weird. 

On another note, thank you for the fantastic advice. When I arrive this morning, Jake walked me through my task list for the day and I said thank you and that I enjoy being of use to him. He didn’t say anything back, but gave me a very proud smile. I know he liked that! SO HAPPY!!

I think you’re right… he surely knows that I’m being submissive to him and I think he plays with me. Just this morning, I cleaned the toilet… he saw me coming out and then went in a took a huge dump. There’s two other toilets he could have used! He then called me to tell me that the toilet needs cleaning. Whilst I was scrubbing it clean, he came back in and said “oh you had already cleaned in here this morning” and I just told him that it was no problem and I love to help. I think he was impressed but just walked out. He really must know he’s got me wrapped around his little finger!

Need the next opportunity to massage his feet. Any more advice you have would be greatly appreciated! 

When I heard the story about what Master Jake did with the toilet, my ears perked up and my Spidey senses were on fire. It’s like when you get a really hard pull on your fishing line and you realize you’ve hooked something bigger than a bluegill. I realized we had just hooked ourselves MOBY DICK.

But I had to be careful with Henry. I didn’t want to rattle him. I simply kept him focused on submitting to his Alpha son-in-law.

I’m sorry to keep bothering you, I’m just so new to this and really need your advice and coaching. From yesterday, I really think I’ve made awesome progress and I want to continue, so any advice you gave give would be gratefully received! With all that went on yesterday, I was kept up all night with my heart pounding with thrill and excitement, constantly think over the three things below, which I’d love to get your thoughts on…

1. Is there any possible way that I can get myself into a position to massage his feet without just blunting asking him to? He sits at his desk pretty much all day, I don’t know if I could get reason to go under his desk and then “whilst I’m there” just start massaging his feet. Just don’t know how to do this without it seeming forced?!

2. When I was leaving last night, we were all in the kitchen saying our goodbyes and I asked Jake what days he wanted me over next week (it had previously been mentioned about coming just a few days a week when my daughter and grandkids are back to work / nursery). Jake said why don’t I just come everyday as he’s always got jobs that need doing and it’ll be handy to have me sort his breakfast, lunch, drinks etc. My daughter then said “Jake, he’s not your slave, just come Mon/Wed/Fri or Tues/Thurs”. I love my daughter but I was pee’d off that she stepped in and interfered on something that is totally between Jake and I. I wanted to say that it was fine to come all days but I didn’t want to make it seem to everyone that I was this puppy who was pretty much saying “no, I am his slave”, but that’s totally what I was feeling. Instead I said I’d be over Mon/Wed/Fri, but I really want to bring this up again today and make sure I get the five days, just don’t know how to do it and to stop my daughter interfering?

3. Ok, I’m pretty embarrassed to even say this one, but this one had me up all night with my heart racing! It’s such a strange, weird and new feeling that I’ve never had or even considered before… but essentially, I was cleaning the toilet yesterday after Jake used it. He didn’t flush, which has happened once or twice before, but yesterday, I had a sudden urge to eat what he had emptied into the toilet bowl. I DID NOT DO IT! But I don’t know what this sudden urge was and part of me was kept up all night calling myself an idiot for not taking the opportunity to taste it and to make sure I do it at the next chance… whilst the other part of me is completely disgusted by myself! It’s filthy and unhygienic, and not even sexual… why do I want to eat my son in laws shit?! It’s mental! I don’t know what’s become of me, I want to kill this thought and never think of it again! Have you ever heard of this before?! Please don’t judge and give any advice you can…

This one threw even me! I seriously don’t get surprised much anymore, but I wasn’t expecting this reaction from Henry. Remember, before Jake came into his life he was a straight male, and now here he is considering the idea of eating an Alpha’s shit!

I didn’t recommend that he eat Master Jake’s shit, but I did explain that the URGE to do so is quite natural with subs when confronted or controlled by extremely Alpha Males, Apex Alphas.

As always, this is so helpful, I really do appreciate your guidance and coaching. This is all extremely new to me and feeling things I haven’t felt before and trying to behave in a way I haven’t before! 
Ok great, perhaps I will leave it a bit longer before asking him to massage his feet as may be better for the opportunity to present itself more naturally. I also would be extremely nervous to ask in case of rejection. 

I’ll definitely look for time alone with him today to ask him if I could come 5 days a week. Funnily enough, when he took me through today’s chores this morning, he joked that he didn’t know how I’m going to get through all my work in just a few days next week. I’m sure he wants me serving him more. 
Thirdly, thank you so much for the advice and for being non-judgemental… I am very conflicted with this issue, don’t know what to do and why I’m having this urge. It’s so interesting that you think he could have done this on purpose to put me in this position! Does that mean he wants me to eat his shit? If so, of course I’ll do it in a heartbeat! But really don’t what is happening here! He tends to go to toilet after lunch, so may happen again this afternoon… if he leaves it for me again, does that mean he’s looking for me to eat it? Should I? I don’t want to disappoint and obviously this could be a great way of showing my inferiority?

Thanks again and if you can advise any more, this would be so helpful. Especially if the situation is going to repeat again this afternoon. 

Lucky to have you brother. 

I reassured him.

Awesome, glad we’re on the same page and SO PLEASED that this was hopefully a show of his dominance and part of him “breaking me” I guess. 

I came over this morning so prepared to be as courageous as possible, and was going to pluck the courage to ask Him whether he had owned slave before and ask if I could massage his feet, as you previously suggested. But was really thrown when I arrived…

He told me yesterday that he wanted McDonalds breakfast this morning but with Starbucks coffee and pastries from the bakery, so I left nice and early to drive all around to pick up these bits, but must have been quicker than I thought as got to their place about 15 mins early. When I arrived, my daughter was on the driveway but with my twin sons too. My heart was racing as I was sure they were going to confront me about my recent behavior and to address what’s going on. Fortunately, I had a nice reception, I hadn’t seen my sons for a couple of months and they were pleased to see me. I suggested we all go in and have a coffee together (as we’re not together all that often) but my boys said they had to leave and my daughter told me that Jake was up in bed still and that I was sent up as soon as I got there. With that I sped up to his room with the bags of food and drink and told him “reporting for service, sir” which I think he liked. 

Now this was the first time I’ve been given the pleasure of greeting my Master in his bed and my god, he is a complete Adonis. I couldn’t keep my eyes of him, I can’t even remember if I drooled a bit. He is simply a god. He’s just so big in all ways, I think his biceps are twice the size of my thighs! He was wearing some y fronts which really showed him off and I couldn’t stop staring (I thought I’d done all his laundry but never seen y front before, I’m usually cleaning trunks). Whilst he ate, we went through my duties for the day. I also asked why my twin boys had come over, and he reminded me that they’d come over to watch the football last night together and since they’d had a few drinks, they stayed over – phew, what a relief! I apologized as he had actually mentioned this yesterday or the day before. 

He ate all of his breakfast himself, but thankfully there was a bit of bacon fat that took his dislike and there was a beautiful moment where he picked this out of his mouth and held it out to me. Eating from the hand of my Master was such a gift. I’m so pleased this sort of thing becomes a standard, it makes me feel like I’m really His. 

Anyway, he then had to get up and he went into the en suite. My jaw dropped and I didn’t take my eyes off him. I then stripped his bedsheets and started tidying the room, when he opened to en suite, poked his head out and threw those gorgeous y fronts at me to be cleaned. It was a gift from heaven. But leaves me with a dilemma, I just want to keep and treasure these for always, but the father-in-law in me tells me I’m here to do a job and I should stick to that and only do things that I’m told. It’s like I’ve got an animal in me who just wants to eat his shit, steal his dirty underwear, etc. But then the father-in-law in me telling me that He is my son in law and I’m here to just simply follow his instructions. I’m very much forcing and controlling myself to be the father-in-law but and know if I can keep that animal inside and what will happen if I keep just bottling it up. It’s so hard!

Of course, underwear snatching and scat are well known fetishes for experienced faggots, but for Henry this was like stepping onto Mars. I calmed him down. Anyway, I was more interested in the food-feeding, which is a highly unusual thing.

I know… I completely missed the opportunity and it was because I was so on edge about the situation with the twins being here too. I really thought I was going to be confronted and it completely went off my mind to ask to massage his feet and ask about previous slaves! 

I have taken the underwear out to my car and hidden it away but I kept thinking he is going to question where they’ve gone or realize what I’ve done… it’s very nerve-racking! I’m just about to serve lunch and keep questioning whether I unleash my inner animal and feast on his logs as I so desire, or whether I let the father-in-law take over as normal. From what you say below, it seems that it’s normal to have these feelings and cravings and that I just be brave and take the opportunity when it presents itself. What do you think?! 

The way I’m feeling at the moment, I’m going to dive right in today! I don’t know! 

While I was encouraging him to be brave, I received this:

I DID IT! I am in complete euphoria and ecstasy and finally feel like I’ve been released. THANK YOU for your words of encouragement below, I couldn’t have done without you. Also this was largely more doable as it’s just Master and I in the house… hopefully it shows I can do it in this situation so next week is going to the start of something brilliant!

I served my Master a couple of burgers for lunch today and dutifully cleared up whilst he ate. He left a few unwanted bits of food on the plate which he said I could have but I politely declined and cleared up as Master continued his routine of retiring to the toilet. A good 30 min later Master told me that “it’s ready for you now”. As is becoming the norm now, he hadn’t flushed and I was presented with the most incredible and wonderful meal. After clearing out the toilet paper, I promised myself to devour the content. Two huge logs and accompaniments… I still can’t believe how majestic and heavy each log was, it took me about 15 mins to devour each one, but my god, it was amazing. The greatest moment of my life. 

I know I was in there for an awkwardly long amount of time. But the more concerning after thought was that of course I have no toothbrush or anything to clean my mouth. I scraped my tongue with my teeth over and over, but my mouth is still looking a bit brown. I’m pretty sure I’ve got all the shit out of my teeth, but I just feel like I stink of shit and can taste it in my breath. Petrified He’s going to find out, so although I promised myself to also ask to massage his feet this afternoon, I’m not going ahead with this. I think I need to keep out of his way so he can’t see or smell it on me! There’s always tomorrow.

Without your words of wisdom below, I could never have done this. THANK YOU for the words of encouragement and for telling me to be bold and brave. Hopefully, no more sleepless nights constantly thinking over what I should or shouldn’t do! 

Just for the record, I never encouraged him to eat Master Jake’s shit.

I don’t know how long I sat there staring at that email in abject shock. Ultimately, I was so touched by Henry’s sense of wonder and joy over this event that I could do nothing except congratulate him.

Now I began pressing Henry to really push Master Jake about any ownership of faggots in the past. I was fairly certain Master Jake had owned faggots at some point, because many of these behaviors are atypical for Men who have never owned or used faggots before.

THANK YOU! Again for all the help you’ve given me in getting me to this point. I’m seriously the happiest I’ve ever been. Yesterday was the BEST day of my LIFE! I pretty much had His y fronts plastered to my face from when I got home to when I woke this morning. OMG … the smell, it’s so addictive, how is that possible?! And the best part is that I could taste his shit all night, if I burped, the flavor was even more intense and beautiful. How can a Man’s shit taste so good? Honestly would say it’s the best thing I’ve taste, so rich and intense. And my god was it filling… I was so bloated all of yesterday afternoon and evening, I haven’t eaten dinner or breakfast. Was so comforting to know I have a bit of my Master in me and awesome to know that his waste is energizing me today. I am blessed.

I was in such euphoria yesterday, I didn’t even update you on the afternoon events… I know you’re going to be impressed…

So, my aim was to stay out of his way yesterday afternoon… I was pretty sure I stunk of shit, but anyway, Jake had other plans… mid-afternoon, He said he needed to cut loose and told me to drive him to the gym. His smell when he got back in the car was incredible. Anyway, on the way home, he said it was a great session but he needed to kick back when we got home. Then I SAID IT! I said if he wants to kick back with a beer, I’m good to rub his feet. He said “you’re on” and the rest is history. It was so natural and not forced, really beautiful. He watched some shows and did not really pay much attention to me, but for that time, his feet were MY WORLD. 

It must have been 45 mins or an hour and then my daughter got home with the kids. I backed off and he told me “stay”. When she came in, I was on my knees at the end of the coffee table with his feet facing me… I was a rabbit in the headlight, but she didn’t make it awkward or difficult or anything, which I really appreciated. He asked about her day, she about his, kids came in running about and he just gently kicked me with his foot which I took as a signal to continue. It felt so normal and easygoing. When the conversation was over, it was time for their family dinner and I was long outstayed my normal welcome. He said “get off my feet now” and went off for dinner and I headed home for an amazing evening replaying the events of the day! 

I am mildly concerned he would’ve picked up on the fact I stunk of his ass and shit… we were in a car together! YIKES. I only realized when I got home, how intense I must’ve smelt. But honestly don’t think it’s anything to worry about at this stage! I’m the happiest man in the world! 

I was so very proud of my new brother’s development! Still, I kept pressing Henry to ask about the use of faggots, and that he should specifically use the term “faggot.”

Thank you, I’m super proud of myself too. I never knew I could be this happy and that I could serve such an incredible Apex Alpha. It’s made me feel so much more confident and strong!

Thank you for the new assignments, I didn’t receive them before I arrived this morning, so missed out on the first opportunity. YES THAT’S RIGHT, I massage His feet again… and MORE! My daughter answered the door this morning and sent me straight up to Master with His breakfast and coffee. He was in bed again and told me to massage his feet whilst he ate and took me through today’s jobs. My grandkids came in too, which was really lovely as allowed to be open and talk honestly. Jake and my daughter had clearly had a chat with them as they came in to tell me that “you work for my daddy”, “daddy is your boss”, “you have to do as daddy tells you”… and I was able to openly tell them that was right. I feel free that this is all open and normal. My daughter seems very cool too 🙂

When he had enough of his foot massage, he said that before I start my work today, he need help with grooming. I couldn’t have dreamed this amazing opportunity, but I was task with razor shaving his ass crack. I was so desperate to get a glance of cock, but he kept well covered at the front as he leant on the window sill and I shaved his ass. He really does have the most beautiful ass, so muscular. It smelt amazing and was so incredible to be in there. He let out a couple of fart, which was such a cool experience and then he asked me “do you want to eat lunch after me again today?”. I was a bit shocked and panicky and said “I don’t know”. What do you think he meant, do you think he knows? 

Anyway he went off to shower and he’s been in meetings all morning. I’m serving up a late lunch shortly. But don’t know if I should feast again after his lunch again today. I bought a toothbrush again in case. I don’t know, what would you do? I’m addicted and so desperate to have that flavour perhaps all over the weekend! 

I’m wondering if I work on the tasks you set below this afternoon? But is it a bit desperate to ask to massage his feet again in the same day? I think I’ll ask about owning other servants or something… as he might think I’m calling myself a faggot. Would it need to be faggot?

I think I fell off my chair when I read this. Master Jake had Henry – his FATHER-IN-LAW, remember – shave his ass crack for him?!?!?

I was completely apoplectic and now in desperate need of clarification. Now I was really hammering away at Henry to be really bold with Master Jake and ask some critical questions because I was sure something what going on.

And then, the hammer dropped:

I’ve left early today and with mixed emotions, your perspective is always greatly helpful and appreciated…

The GOOD news, another full toilet bowel, another full stomach (a bit too full- honestly don’t know how that boy packs that away in him, just one shit fills me up for the day). Oh and by the way… he clearly knows I’ve been eating his shit, as when he came out of the toilet today, I was still clearing up the kitchen and he said “yours is ready now”… I think it sounds like he knows? 

Anyway, my daughter tells me that Jake needs another foot massage! GREAT NEWS! I dash upstairs as quick as possible as Jake is sat upright on the bed with headset on as he’s on a teleconference. He looks at me and nods to his feet so I kneel straight down, take off his shoes and socks and go to town. Every now and then he taps his foot on my arm to tell me to change foot and then I start licking one foot whilst rubbing the other… he didn’t complain! Lucky me! I lick between all of his toes, which was tasty, but my favorite was scraping the hard skin on his heels with my teeth as I could really taste it. 

Then I said it… “have you ever owned any faggots sir?”. He asked, “so you’re a faggot” and I said I don’t know (I didn’t know what to say as I thought I was beta but know you said I best say faggot). Then comes the bombshell…the BAD news… I don’t know how this is possible and am trying to believe it’s not true… but he tells me that yes he has owned faggots, for over 10 years! My twin sons! To be fair they were friends from their teenage years and were the ones who introduced Him to my daughter. He said that he has owned them since they were 16 … but I knew they had girlfriends and things until they were in their 20s?! Apparently, they come round occasionally to serve him and on game nights, he always gets them round like this week. They apparently each have a dedicated foot that they worship. My daughter has always known that he owned them even before they were together so that’s the norm for them and actually why they stayed over the other day so they could explain to her in the morning, that she needs to allow me to be owned by Jake too. They explained that no one is trying to steal Jake, but because they work and I’m retired, it’s best to get me onboard as more of a 24/7 slave. He said it’s always been his master plan to “complete the set” and “own the whole family”. 

Honestly it made me feel a bit sick to think that he has done this to our whole family. As he was speaking, I told him I was finished and had to go, but he said I needed to scrap his other heel with my teeth. After doing that, he said he’ll see me Monday and I said sure. But honestly thinking no way that is happening now.

I feel so cheap and used and that he’s destroyed my whole family and my twin sons’ futures. It’s like he’s got us all under the thumb. That said I’m full to the brim with his shit, I can taste his ass, shit, feet in my mouth (which is still an incredible flavor) and feel totally succumbed to Him.

I admire him but just think it’s sadistic and gone too far to do this to an entire family.

Any words of support or advice would be greatly appreciated. I know I’ve probably got to end this…

In all of my travels in the world of BDSM, my service to very powerful Apex Alphas, or even running this gigantic website with all of the bizarre true stories I’ve covered over the years, I’ve never even imagined something like this ever happening.

I could hear the devastation in Henry’s words, the shame and humiliation he was feeling as he contemplated how thoroughly this one Apex Alpha god has consumed and taken ownership of his entire family. I felt sorry for my new brother.

Then, like a good faggot, the reality settled in and Henry began to accept the truth.

I’m feeling SO much better about the situation and have found resolve. 

Jake sent the twins over to talk to me this afternoon. They made me realize how stupid I’m being… my family is owned, I have no power over any of this anymore, so there is no choice to be made. My sons have been owned for 12 or more years, he’s my daughter’s husband and father of my beautiful grandchildren. They explained that I can’t crumble his empire now and they’re certainly not leaving it. They said he has worked so hard to acquire us all and it would be wrong of me to not submit and obey at this point, now that he has truly conquered the whole family. I think they’re right. Who am I to step in his way…

This way we stay as one family in the stable of a rightful and impressive owner snd master. My kids all think their mother would be extremely proud of the solidarity we’re showing and so happy that we’ll remain so close. I think this is rather beautiful, it’s going to be great to work side by side with my family and for a common purpose to serve the same. 

I’m really happy with how discussions went today snd have such a clear mind. I sent a message back with them that I’m so so happy to be owned by him and really cannot wait to continue my service on Monday. Hope he forgives this silliness!

I’m sure you’ll agree this is the right way forward … 

Honestly, I don’t really know how to feel about it all. I’m glad that my brother has found peace within this new arrangement and the resolve to make it work for the sake of his family. And frankly, Master Jake seems to be almost omnipotent in his ability to own and control lesser humans, so they will likely be cared for well and protected.

All I know is that this is probably the most extreme example of the power of Hierarchy I could ever imagine, let alone experience and describe.

I am working on Henry to introduce me to Master Jake (who doesn’t know of my existence in this tale as far as I know). We’ll see how that goes.

I just really had to stop and get this story out in the open. It was rapidly becoming so huge that I couldn’t carry it anymore.

This thread follows the story of Alpha Cody, a powerful straight college Alpha who has learned to use faggots for his own advantage. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!

There is a pic of Apex Alpha god Master Cody. I’ve seen his face (he hasn’t allowed me to share that pic yet), and let me tell you that his face is as hot as his body!

This thread follows the story of Alpha Cody, a powerful straight college Alpha who has learned to use faggots for his own advantage. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!

During the recent flurry of back-and-forth emails between Master Cody and I regarding his subjugation of his dorm roommate Master Cody shared a little story of a pregnancy scare he experienced with his first girlfriend, and how his first real Alpha Pack helped to steer him the right way. It was significant enough that I felt like it warranted its own post.

My calc professor, the one who did an early final, had her baby today. I’m at my softest around babies.  I hope she brings him in.

But it got me to thinking back to my first girlfriend, Katie. We lost our virginities to each other.  It’s kind of a strange thread of how alphas groom alphas.

After that night with me, my swim teammates asked if I had finally gotten MY cherry popped.  I told them yes. I got some of the greatest validation from that moment. Tre’von, the only black swimmer on our team, asked if we had used protection.  I hadn’t. That caused anuproar of how Cody raw-dogged his girlfriend. These guys carried enough condoms on them to melt into a tire.  So they gave me some.
I. Hated. Them. And I always have.  I tried with Katie and took it off.

This is the hard part to explain. Katie and I had been fucking for a few months. We were very close. We both knew how reproduction worked in theory. And we were almost performative in that regard. I knew I could impregnate her. I liked how that power felt. She liked how that felt. She liked how her pelvis felt. But it was like both of us had the idea of pregnancy as something that didn’t happen to anyone but adults. We were idiots but it was just nature taking its course.

I also knew her cycles.  She was so embarrassed by her period.  And, I don’t know, I just didn’t care. I know what a period is. I was such a fucking simp, I guess, because I tried to make her feel amazing during that time and was never grossed out. I would fuck her during her period. By sheer dumb luck, she realized that actually made her period discomfort better.

Back to the locker room.  I started having misgivings about the period thing.  I asked Tre’von and another guy, Matt Reynolds, about it. I never once lived down telling them that I fucked her on her period.  But in the near term I let it slip that I washed my dick off afterward.

They knew I was still raw-dogging her.  The whole mood changed.  They asked how often we fucked.  How long had it been since her last period. Short story, I was dumping enough sperm to jumpstart my own planet while she was ovulating and I kinda thought her cycle was late.

Tre’von talked to my coach, who then called Katie’s cheerleading coach, and Tre’von took us to the health department. We looked like two kids who brought home a bad  report card.  The nurse was this really blunt southern lady.  She asked what was up.  We didn’t speak.  Tre’von gave her the basics.  She was really decisive. She talked to Katie first, then me alone, then both of us together. She got pregnancy tested. She asked Katie a lot of stuff just to make sure she was safe, I wasn’t pressuring her, etc.  I got scolded not being safe with Katie and got a lecture about consent. Katie wasn’t pregnant.  Thank. God. 
Katie got an implanted birth control. Georgia, for all its faults, is actually pretty cool about minors and birth control. Especially Atlanta.

I never used condoms with her. But lessons learned.  The alphas on my team could be assholes but they also looked out for me and groomed me in a lot of ways.  Tre’von was a great team captain his senior year too. 

One last thing: I ran into Katie last semester at a grocery store.  A lot of things were still virtual on campus.  We went to one of the open tables at the hot bar/deli and talked.  She said that, whether I knew at the time or not, I was the reason she was not ashamed or embarrassed of her periods. She never felt gross or unattractive because of it. She said so many other guys treated her like a leper, were grossed out, etc.  I’m not saying it’s great. I don’t have a menstruation fetish. But I just think of less of men who act all squeamish about their woman’s body. I don’t think she stays their woman for very long.

This is the magic of Apex Alphas. Or, more specifically, Protector Apex Alphas. Absolutely in control, fearless, effortlessly comforting, and a builder of people. And, in the case of Master Cody, a certain form of humility. He recognizes his Alpha lineage and those who have contributed to the masterwork of his life. He dutifully accepts his role as a superhero and exemplar of true Manhood.

This thread follows the story of Alpha Cody, a powerful straight college Alpha who has learned to use faggots for his own advantage. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!

In Master Cody’s last update, he had throat fucked his dorm roommate a second time. It was definitely more aggressive use, and Master Cody noted that the faggot seemed especially quiet afterward.

So in an attempt to give the new faggot a breather, Master Cody chose to use his other campus cocksucker for his next load.

I was right about my music major fag. I went to the music and arts building and heard him playing piano. I knocked on the practice room. He let me in. I like this guy because he knows why I’m there. He loves that thrill of draining me right there in the room. I don’t care about being caught. Someone did knock on the door. He finally got him to go away. I never got soft. Blew his mind.

But notice what Master Cody said after this session:

I went back to my room (after using the music faggot) and my roommate was there. He’s been quiet since the second round. I started getting ready to just check out and sleep. He asked me so sheepishly if I wanted him to go down on me. I told him no I just took care of that. Then even more pitifully he asked if I would like a second one. I went to sleep glowy. Two faggots getting my juice in about a half-hour. One pursued. One who just asked like he was trying to get a drug fix. Love it.

So clearly the faggot is fine despite being quiet. It has swallowed a couple of Alpha loads from Master Cody’s big dick, and the fulfillment is forcing the faggot to accept the truth.

But the faggot’s personality change hasn’t gone unnoticed:

The RA for my wing of the dorm had a talk with me today. The RAs just watch out for us. They’re trained to watch for differences that might indicate suicidality.  He IS acting different.  He asked me if I had noticed anything different about my roommate. Awkward. I just said he seemed under more stress lately.  

The personality change has Master Cody thinking about a possible solution: breeding.

I’m thinking about fucking my roommate. I value docility but I don’t want to risk destabilizing him. Fucking always puts fags or girls under a spell. I’ve seen them all: alpha females, maneaters, sex witholders, girls who told me to get naked while they’re clothed, etc. That bullshit doesn’t survive the first pounding out. I like to think I build them back up differently than simply destroying them. I don’t have that much time left with him. 

My roommate would have to be doggy style or over a table. It almost feels like I just want to humiliate him further.  It has no other purpose. Some girls get the choke-and-pound just because they’re solely being used for my pleasure. But they are usually looking for that too.  Those are pretty merciless.  I’ve loaned a few t-shirts because of torn fabric from those.  Most of them want more of that for some reason. They like it. With past girlfriends (and Mattias) I would put more focus into my thrusts.  Part of that is dominance too.  I like to watch them lose all control over their bodies and minds.  A simple gyration here, a little adjustment there, and they’re pinned down in a daze of pleasure.  If I can think of it in the moment, I grab the knees and open them up but also grab the hands and pound away while watching them lie there and go into another dimension.  Kissing is involved here too because there’s no area left that won’t go into sensory overload.  Every part of them is mine. The bonding and physical contact afterward just makes them feel safe. I can even put them to sleep stroking their earlobe and outer ear.  

The non-Mattias guys I’ve fucked were usually looking to just get used like Group #2.  I’ll put them on their backs.  In my little universe, putting someone of their back is more about power and awe.  But a strict doggy style means they just are nothing to me.  I usually do that for not-so-good reasons.  The chick I hinted about before, who tried to tell me to get naked, got fucked on all fours.  All evening she had been trying to test me and I was getting annoyed. I don’t normally get that riled but goddamn. I walked toward her and she stepped back toward the wall. She had some spaghetti strap dress on. Just one smooth move it was at her feet. My roommate is pretty well broken now.  I hadn’t considered that he might want to be fucked.  So maybe it would be good for both parties.  There’s just something about his regeneration that feels… incomplete.  

It’s significant that Master Cody views his rut as a form of medication to soothe and heal a psyche broken down by his cock and cum. Alphas often feel this way. It’s a form of “the only way out is through”. In other words, push them so hard and so thoroughly that they have no choice but to reach acceptance.

So it does sound like Master Cody is going to breed his faggot roommate and finally complete its transformation into a whore to serve his needs and the needs of other Men. It’s an incredible power that our greatest Alphas – Apex Alphas – have to wield in order to maintain the natural order!

I am a humble and grateful faggot to know him at all.

This thread follows the story of Alpha Cody, a powerful straight college Alpha who has learned to use faggots for his own advantage. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!

My adventure of coming to know the great college god Master Cody began with his questions about his dorm roommate being a faggot, and how he might get the roommate to suck his dick. And now the inevitable finally happened!

Let me take you back several days. Like any Alpha predator, Master Cody had been scheming on ways he might get his roommate to finally submit to him and service his cock. Here’s how he began his manipulation:

I came back early and thought I’d blow off some steam.  I propped the door open and hung my trisuit in the middle so my roommate would have to walk through it to get in.  Right past where my sweaty balls were this morning. 

He came in and I started fucking with him. I told him I just wanted to jerk off to blow off steam. I asked him if he had any porn he could send me.  He just said I was retarded and said no. I know that’s a lie. I even said he was full of shit. He said he was just stopping in before going to the library. He didn’t pick up anything so he’s full of shit again.  He got uncomfortable.  

So, I set a prey trap. I have an open mesh hamper. I moved it out like I’m going to wash later. I set the top clothes a certain way: underwear, socks, bicycle shorts.  I took a pic with my phone. I’m going to see if any of it is disturbed.  I told a former teammate of mine that I’d help him study tonight. He’s got to get through one math course to graduate next fall. So, I’m going to put that I’m out on my whiteboard so he knows he’s got time to go through my dirty drawers. I’m a bastard.

A perfect trap! When I mentioned to Master Cody about his scent being an irresistible attractant for faggots, he seemed to already understand this … I wonder if Alpha Males somehow figure this out naturally over time?

The next day I received this message:

I’m about 75% certain he got in my hamper.  The setup was slightly off but I’m not totally sure if it’s because he reached in.  He might have stooped down to smell and rustled it a little. This morning picked up a shirt I ran in and sniffed it.  I asked him if he thought it was too nasty to be worn again.  He didn’t hesitate and bent over and sniffed on it.  I didn’t expect it to be that easy. He flushed. 

Once Master Cody told me about the faggot’s willingness to lean over and sniff that sweaty shirt, I knew it was all over. I encouraged Master Cody to really push it the next time, and make the opportunity almost impossible to ignore.

And that’s exactly what he did!

My roommate came back around 4.  I only had on a pair of sweat shorts and laid on my bed.  I hammed up my distressed look. He asked if I was alright. I have been stressed out lately so it wasn’t too hard to describe studying for finals, racing this summer, thinking about whether I’d stay with my parents this summer while taking a couple of classes.  I said I had no outlet for stress.  He figured my morning training sessions took care of that. I didn’t think he would catch on but luckily the next thing he asked was what else I do to de-stress.  I just said, flat out, nothing in this world gets rid of my stress like getting my dick sucked. Jerking off is no substitute. My girlfriend wasn’t talking to me.  It was all dramatic bullshit. 

“Do you care who sucks your dick?”

“What do you mean who?”

“Does it have to be a woman?” I lied. “Honestly, I don’t care right now either way. I’m gonna end up sick with stress.” He sighed. Finally, he said, “I can do it if you won’t tell anyone.” 

And so it happened. I got the pity response.  He knelt at the end of the bed near my feet and pulled down the sweat shorts. He’s seen my dick soft but not hard. I told him don’t be scared. It was pretty good actually. I cut the bullshit and gave him a little direction and feedback.  I held the back of his head but only lightly.  Mostly just to pet behind his ears, back of his head, back of his neck.  He shivered and kind of made a grunt with my dick in his mouth when I first did it. He would look up my body and to my face sometimes and that always sets me off when it’s a weaker male.  He asked if he could touch my body.  I let him because I’m trying to make this rewarding for him.  I mean at that point he’s not just doing it out of pity.  He’s getting into it.  So then I could get a little more aggressive.  I let him use his hand at the base and pump. He was pigging out. I didn’t want him to ask if I wanted him to swallow or, worse, say he didn’t want to.  I kept hold of his head and kept moaning. I thrashed when it started pumping in his mouth and throat. I think the orgasm lasted longer. He cleaned up every drop. Squeezed it out of my dick. 

I know he resents me a little. Friends of friends told me that he thought I was an asshole. Then he found out I wasn’t just some idiot. In his mind, I’m supposed to be dumber than him. That’s what made it so much better watching him slobbering up my dick and looking up at me.  Then wanting to touch and feel. Now he’s gonna want to do it again. And I’m trying to figure out how I want approach the second one. It would be fun watching him ask to do it but I don’t want to risk him going back in his shell.  So, I’m gonna make it on my terms. But not this weekend probably.

THIS IS HOW IT’S DONE!

No faggot on this planet can resist a straight Alpha’s power when the Alpha has locked in on his prey and has set a trap to take ownership of it! The sights and smells and, most importantly, the brazen confidence of an Alpha combine forces to overwhelm the faggot and make escape impossible.

Master Cody is truly breathtaking, one of the most impressive Alphas I’ve met in the six years with this site. It’s just natural to him. This is what he was born to be, a god-man to be worshiped by females and faggots. And, with a cunning intellect like that, he will have the Kingdom and everything he deserves!

This thread follows the story of Alpha Cody, a powerful straight college Alpha who has learned to use faggots for his own advantage. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!

You would not believe the emails.

Since my first report on Master Cody last week, he and I have been engaged in an electrifying email conversation that covered so much of his rise to Apex Alphahood and his use of both females and faggots so far in his life. Master Cody has an engaging “voice” as a writer, and he isn’t shy about going into great detail. Hell, he’s even humble on occasion. All I know is I couldn’t wait for his next response.

You wouldn’t believe these emails … so I’m going to share them with you.

Here’s Master Cody discussing his first use of a faggot:

So, I was always an active kid but I hated team sports where we had to work together. It never ended well because I did things my way, other kids got pissed, fights broke out. My parents got me into swimming first then running. That’s where I really took off. But I started getting bored. I was good. So, at 12, I got to upgrade to the high school team. These guys were fucking assholes. They really started picking on me and playing on my innocence. I hadn’t even jerked off. We shared 3 to 4 in a hotel room sometimes. I got “taught” how to do it. Honestly, had it not been for my swim prowess there’s no telling how bad things would get with them. Hazing was just an expectation. But I was accepted. And a lot of what I became came from that environment. I’d go back to my school and I just wasn’t like anyone else. They allowed me to get lettered. There was no JV swim team.

You can say I either went uphill or downhill from there. I hated being held back by my age and school. They finally let me start taking high school math in 8th grade. I was a hybrid student. That’s when I met this dork in freshmen algebra. He would suck my dick. It didn’t take much work. All he would talk about was oral sex. Some of the other swim team dudes saw him talking to me. I shrugged it off and said he was a fag, but not in the gay sense (yet). I said that all he talks about is sucking dick. But he made it sound like something done to him. They laughed and said he’d probably suck mine if I let him. I took that literally and I have a feeling they meant it that way.

But I became an even bigger asshole because I didn’t want to be associated with him. I just wanted him to keep getting me off. I wasn’t nice at all to him. Looking back that was bad. I’m a prick.

Then Master Cody began to fuck girls and, eventually, faggots:

The fag was a freshmen. I was the only 8th grader allowed to skip math. He was the first male. Girls were interesting. Like I mentioned, I was high energy but really innocent. I had a girlfriend, Katie, from 8th to 10th. We were precious. She was also my first kiss. My parents were up for tenure so I was left alone a lot. After I “learned” what an orgasm was in that hotel we lost our virginities to each other. My parents went to a conference. I didn’t have to stay at my grandparents (thank god) like my brother and sister. So, she made up some bullshit about going to her friend’s house to spend the night. Her friend totally vouched for her too. And she came and stayed with me instead. Not really my most “alpha” moment, I guess. Way too lovey dovey. Maybe a protector.

Unfortunately, by 10th grade I was such an unbearable asshole so she broke up with me. My teammates were sneaking me into their parties and, when I didn’t look like a little boy anymore, girls were not shy around me. One of the things that saved a lot of the openly gay dudes, other than being in Atlanta, was the fact that I loved their attention. If I acted cool with them then nobody fucked with them. But they were a different breed from the shy, awkward ones. Those are the ones I’d throw my jockstrap in their face in the locker room, or I’d prop up on or touch them like I was just being friendly to watch them get uncomfortable. I sneak up behind and just lightly grab at their ass loosely with my fingers. I didn’t physically bully because guys who did that usually got suspended or expelled. But it’s harder to catch sexual harassment. And it wasn’t like they were going to report it. Once they were alone and cornered I just had to make sure they understood I wasn’t going to beat the shit out of them. Sometimes all that was required was gently guiding them to their knees and unzipping. Then they knew I was serious.

As far as fucking goes, it was actually one of the openly gay guys first, Mattias. This might punch holes in my “straight” perception. He actually did track and field with me. It was a party. There were drugs, pills, alcohol you name it. He had ectasy. He didn’t tell me he mixed it with his dad’s viagra. It was a large house out in Buckhead which is a really wealthy suburb here. Everything hit me. He came back to me and asked how it was. He was pretty loosened up and taking way more chances with me than normal. I told him to follow me. We found the first bedroom with a lockable door. I don’t think he saw it coming. I pushed him against the wall and kissed him. It was a rush of tearing each other’s clothes off. It was definitely the gayest sex I’ve ever had. And of course we were cuddled up in the morning. No regrets though. I felt tired but decent that morning. Apparently, whatever I had done combined with Ex left him almost unable to function. Though I’m pretty sure he had used before and had more than I did. We didn’t talk for 2 days. He was way more worried about what happened than I was. He was afraid I would see it as him drugging me. I was the one who initiated it. Even now he still says he was the luckiest faggot (his word) at Sprayberry (our school) to be the one who actually got to have me completely.

I didn’t fuck another guy until I was here at the university. But that was just me using a hole. I don’t know what Mattias was. I’m not surprised that I did it though.

Then our conversation moved to the ownership of faggots:

I don’t know about the ownership thing. It just seems too extra for me. I train early in the morning and then I’m usually occupied in class from 8-2 or 3. I feel like a live-in would just be in the way. Everybody’s different but I don’t like too much worship. I mean some of it comes off as natural but I don’t need it beyond that.

And I hate to say it, but I only want them to get off. Too many act dumb, flaky, and weak. There are probably 7 fags in the dorm but only 3 are reliable. The only one whose voice I can stand is the one music major I told you about. At least he’s interesting and I know getting into this music program is hard. The others will try to speak or say something flattering when they’re sucking my dick and I just tell them to keep it in their mouth.

Girls are the same way. My current girlfriend alone is fine. She wanted me to come hang out with her friends Saturday night. I was too tired physically and mentally for their shit. We’ve been through this before. Why won’t you hang out with my friends? Because they’re fucking retarded. She doesn’t like my friends either. Things are good between us but the thought of living with a girl is just as painful. She gets pissy and thinks I’ll cave in. I can honestly say I’ve never had a fight with a girl because I just shrug it off. Silent treatment? Okay, let me know when you’ve got this out of your system.

Another thing about live-ins/owning is that a lot of fags want me to fuck them. I don’t know what tips the scale to make me willing to fuck a guy. I don’t even let some of these guys make eye contact with me and I love eye contact when I’m gonna nut. And they want me to fuck them. What can I even say? You’re not at that level. I’ve tried this before. A guy who sucked me kept begging for me to fuck him. I thought it would be the same and agreed. I finally got in him and started smashing away for a minute and I quit. I pulled out. Like, sorry I’m not just not into this with you. It was sad to watch but he finally just dressed and left.

As far as girls are concerned, my current gf knows I’ve had guys suck my dick before. I didn’t tell her about Mattias because I still hang out with him and she would just get (more) jealous. She confessed one night that she’s turned on by the thought of another male sucking my dick. She never enjoyed sucking dick until she sucked mine, so she gets horny thinking I could get into a guy’s head the same way I did hers. Thing is now I want to make it happen. I guess she got in my head with that one.
A lot of guys will say that it’s better from a guy. It’s as good from a girl as you make her be. I’ll tell you about the time I had 2 girls do it to me in another message. If you get in the right part of their brain they’ll like it and want to do it more. They’re even open to suggestion when they’re in that daze.

Then Master Cody discussed breeding and the art of manipulation:

If I’m going to nut in someone, I need to want them in some way. I want to claim them. Even Mattias. It wasn’t sexual necessarily. He’s not my boyfriend. But he’s loyal and has a weird place in my life. Other guys I fucked usually did or said something to make me want to fuck them.

I like the power trip of a guy sucking my dick enough. I could force it, and sometimes I do, but watching a dude voluntarily do that is just magical.

So, girls and sucking cock. If they’re willing to do it, and their heart ain’t into it, I tell them what to do. They have way more fun when there’s gagging and it’s messy. That’s how my current gf was. She would do it like it was a chore. She never had a guy tell her how to do it well. They have way more fun and want to repeat. In a way it starts before this. Get them talking about something like their siblings, having kids, or something. Sometimes it goes down like this: oh I can’t stand being around kids, or I never want kids. Then you tell them you were surprised because they seemed more like the nice, nuturing type. It flips the switch and they start playing that role.

hen there are the girls who just won’t do it or who aren’t sure. One of my teammates taught me this. If you make them think they’re in control then it’s game on. What I say always varies. But they think I’m at their mercy once they start. Like I’m just powerless once my dick starts getting sucked. But nobody on their knees with a dick in their mouth is in control. Once they’re down there then I can start telling them how and watching them do it. All of this probably sounds evil. But I think deep down they’re just doing exactly what they really want.

Then Master Cody shared his views on fetishes:

I keep a pretty small circle. People do just naturally seem to want to know what I think is the best course of action. They leave certain decisions to me (this isn’t always enjoyable if I don’t care). More forceful guys do gravitate toward me because I won’t immediately act just to “do” something and run in circles. My classmates in my gen ed. classes seem to want my validation. Sports are interesting because, even tho I’m on a team, I like like competing alone. My brother likes team oriented shit like baseball.

Fetishes. I’m ashamed of my feet, so a big no on that one. I do like having my pits licked, girls or guys. Girls like when I’m sweaty just as much as the guys. I like it if they want to kiss or touch parts of my body. That has gotten close to my feet a few times with my calves. I don’t even understand that because it’s not like I have big burly calf muscles. I like to be watched while I’m fucking. Once I see a girl I want (or Mattias, apparently) it’s all about making her mine. The whole process of subduing them and breeding them is – I don’t have a word for it. I’m passionate and deliberate. Too much kink and talk would just feel too theatrical for what I like. I’ve actually known some guys grossed out by seeing their cum spilling out of a girl. I love it. I love how they can’t hold it in when they stand up. I like when they’re a little sore (nothing crazy) and still having contractions after. It’s emotional for some of them. I guess it sounds really vanilla but most of them say they’ve never been fucked like that before.

Can you see why I’m so smitten with Master Cody? He’s like a walking id, a raw Alpha Male with his switch permanently set to “on”. Yet, his obvious intelligence and self-deprecating wit is very charming as well. I can see why panties fly off around him.

I have been trying to find the right time to post Master Cody’s growing backlog of history, and that time has arrived. I just received a quick note from this young god that he finally got his resistant roommate to suck his dick! I’m awaiting the full update.

I cannot tell you how impressed I am by Master Cody. He is the complete package!

Hey there fag
im James I don’t necessarily practice Dom sub relationship kink with dudes . I do enjoy it with woman tho but lately I’ve been having the fantasies is off raping my roommate and I really wanna do it but how do I come off as a dom to him not just a normal dude who is raping him but someone who owns him and can do whatever the fuck he wants with him? Should I just do it? Or does it need to be consensual cause because honestly I don’t give a fuck when I do it with girls because they all know that  I’m the master and they are on my property and I’ve never had any complaints.

Thank you for writing, Sir! 
 
First of all, keep this in mind: whatever you do with females you can do with sub males – and much more. Males who submit to Alphas like you will quickly accept the Hierarchical reprogramming and their place in the natural order. It’s not even a matter of you needing to rape the sub male to take what you want from it – that is a given. You simply need to assert yourself.
 
What I suggest you do is you go up to your roommate and tell him to get on his knees. Push him down if necessary. Then you might want to use call-and-response to get your roommate to admit that it wants to serve you and submit to you. Then pull out your cock and make it smell your scent while you tell it “good faggot” and other reassurances. Work your way up to having it suck you and then you throat fucking it. 
 
If your roommate protests, you can use varying levels of aggression and force to get it to accept its place. That might be up to you in the moment, Sir.
 
Alphas have been forcing inferior males into submission and service since the dawn of time. It is probably one of the most natural dynamics we have as humans. The desire you have to rape your roommate is springing from that Hierarchical need Men like you have to dominate. It should not be suppressed or denied, Sir.
 
I would be very interested in the outcome of this situation if you accomplish it, Sir. You can write to me here or at my email address fagsworshipalphas@gmail.com. Thank you, Sir!

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Here’s a vivid example of Alpha Hierarchy.

Ordinarily @111_ir is a dominant Alpha Top, using faggots at will.

But then, in the presence of an Apex Alpha like Master @tommy_italiano, he submits and gets bred.

We all have a place! #HierarchyIsTruth!

I’m a little surprised that I’ve been in this space for so long and I’m only now seeing this Apex Alpha named Ares! He’s impressive!

For anyone still on the fence about findom, Master Ares really does a nice job laying out the reasoning behind why faggots do and should tribute to him!

This post is part of a thread chronicling the life and dominance of Master David, a 48-year-old married father who has come to own and use faggots (he prefers the term “boys”). CLICK HERE to read all posts in this thread in chronological order!

In the last couple of months my end of Twitter has been a-buzz with the arrival of an Alpha who calls himself Master David (@davidtentwoone). His exquisitely-written tweets, featuring ruminations on the ownership and nature of submissive boys and slaves, have rightly captured the imaginations of subs hungry for proper direction.

I, for one, was incredibly relieved to have him suddenly appear on the scene like an oasis in the desert. I constantly fight for the rights and self-esteem of faggots and slaves, but, as a faggot myself, I struggle to make the kind of impression that an Alpha like Master David can. So I began relentlessly promoting his tweets across my social media from the moment he appeared in the hope that his wise take on Dominance and submission would correctly mold the minds of these boys.

Still, I wanted to know more about the magnetic Man behind the account. I offered to interview him on the podcast (what a dream conversation that would be!), but he politely declined. He did, however, allow me to ask some questions to flesh out his life story.

Master David is currently 48 years old. He’s a married Alpha with an unspecified number of children. While largely a straight Alpha (he eschews labels like “straight” or “gay”), his first sexual encounter was with his best friend when he was 16 years old. Despite the early sexual relationship, they have remained close over the many decades. His best friend is, like Master David, married with kids and works as a chiropractor.

Interestingly, despite his early exposure to both gay sex and the roles that come naturally with it, Master David didn’t really come to understand the Dom/sub dynamic until about ten years ago.

Over the last 10 years I’ve come to understand the inner desire of some boys to want to
serve and give of themselves to other men. I’ve come to learn that this role brings them
peace and solace. I’ve also learned that I enjoy receiving their gift. It makes me feel
strength and drives me to be worthy of their sacrifice. I find it a beautiful thing providing
the space for a boy to live himself fully.

The first boy Master David owned after that realization was a 19-year-old sub named Jake.

Jake was a 19yo Law Student. He really opened my eyes to the satisfaction service gave him and how he needed all I could give him to feel alive. It really was an awakening for both of us at the time.

It was through the ownership of Jake that Master David first truly experienced his Alphahood:

I expect it was a moment with Jake. Jake was a magnificent specimen of boyhood, intelligent, physically strong, the world at his feet, yet I vividly remember a moment where he was at my feet, covered in my nectar and my piss, his face red and covered in his throat slime a consequence of the exertion I had submitted him to, yet he looked up at me with such devotion, such genuine appreciation for all that I was to him. I look back at that moment and realized I gave him what he needed, and he allowed me to be all that I need to be. Both of us living our purpose and gaining strength from the experience.

I think it’s fascinating to hear how Men come to embrace their Alphahood, and Master David’s experience did not disappoint. In fact, his Alphahood has proven to be deeper and longer-lasting than that of most of his Alpha brothers, which I suppose I did expect from him.

From there, I asked a series of questions to plumb the depths of Master David’s insight. I leave them here unedited so you can enjoy them as much as I did.

Do you believe that Alphahood/faghood are inborn traits given to us at a genetic level,
or something we learn or choose?

I believe it is a mix of nature and nurture. I believe we are born with innate
characteristics which are shaped by experience. A boy may have overcome his nature of
submission and built a successful career where he leads for example, yet he will come
to me and call me Sir. His experience has taught him to parody what society expects,
yet his nature needs to be exercised through service.

Do you think we can escape what we are Hierarchically or change roles?

I expect there are elements of each of the roles within us. Experience and time may
allow an individual to take different roles at different times in his life, but generally I
believe you are either a natural leader or you’re not. Yes, the skills of leadership can be
taught, but you will need to work harder at them. And frankly, I don’t see the point of
being anything other than who you are. All roles are beautiful and should be celebrated
in their own right.

What is the longest period of ownership you’ve had over a faggot/boy?

I’ve built some of the deepest relationships in my life with boys I’ve owned. While
ownership will take different forms as circumstances change, the connections remain.
One boy I met with he was 18 and he is now 30. He served me for several years and I
was master of ceremony at his wedding and am Godfather to his son. His wife knows I
am important in his life, but not the nature of our relationship.

Do you believe the word “faggot” is useful or detrimental?

It’s not a word I use. I don’t generally use ripe language, so it doesn’t sit well with me.
However, I do see the power of appropriating a word that others would use as insult, as
a means of gaining strength. One of my boys would dearly love me to insult him and call
him names like this, it’s just not what I do so we find other Sir’s to meet this need.

What are your thoughts on chastity?

I think it is to be encouraged. It is a powerful symbol of submission and a constant
reminder of ownership. While it is challenging, the challenge brings a boy and his Sir
closer. There is no running away when things get tough, and there is a deep bond that
develops that cannot be replicated as quickly or as powerfully thought other means.

If you must discipline, what do you consider to be the most effective method?

I tend to attract a more intelligent boy into service. As such, I find that I merely need to
point out their misdemeanour and they will be harder on themselves than I ever would.
The power of disappointment is often overlooked. However, I do find traditional means
of discipline very useful in other circumstances. Corner time, spanking, whipping etc.
are very useful to help a boy get out of his head. I find many boys over think things and
can get into a spiral of self-doubt and self-destructive thoughts. Traditional discipline,
together with genuine aftercare is a trusted way of breaking this cycle.

You speak a lot about purpose. What do you think is the purpose of both Alphas and
faggots?

I believe purpose is about living what is deep in your nature. For a boy, the need to
submit is often recognised, but the pressure of others expectations keep it hidden. I find
it a waste that a boy may live his life never really experiencing all that he was born to be.
Submission is a beautiful gift and needs to be celebrated and cherished, not hidden
away and unexplored. Similarly, for Sir’s and Masters, society’s expectations often limit
what we dare to expect as our own. Leadership is equally beautiful and needs to be cherished by the boys who need it. I believe we need to all stop living to other’s expectations and live our truth and be truly authentic with ourselves. To live an authentic life, is to live a happy life.

You said you currently owned a boy and had five in training. How does this boy
serve? What are your plans for the others?

My best boy serves in person and online when we are apart. We see each other when
we can and speak every day. As my feed shows his morning and evening presentations
are often the highlight of my day. He is locked for me and will remain locked
permanently. It is right for him, and right for us. I started my training programme as I believe it a tragedy for so many boys to live a life without experiencing the joys of service. There are 30 lessons in the course each exploring a different element of service. In truth most boys drop out in lesson two, but
those who continue go on to excel and learn what it is they need to do to find a worthy
Sir. When they complete the course, they are exhibited in the hope of finding them a
permanent owner. While I’m open to owning more boys, I require in person service, so logistics are a
limitation.

What are your thoughts on findom?

Findom is a very valid expression of submission and I know many boys enjoy it. My
concern are the unscrupulous people out there who call themselves “Masters” who are
no more than charlatans. Expressing gratitude with gifts is as old as history. I simply
suggest that boys ensure those who they tribute are worthy of their attention and
generosity. In my own situation, I often take control of a boys assets and finances. I do this because
I am very comfortable with money management and I find decisions easy to make. For
me it’s part of the responsibility of ownership. If a boy chooses to use some of his
allowance to buy me gifts all I see is a boy devoted to his Sir, and that makes me happy.

Do you believe in breeding?

I think there is nothing more natural that a boy wanting to receive his Sir’s seed. It’s a
deep and powerful way of building connection. It is honest and true and as it should be.

What is the most perfect experience you’ve yet had with a faggot/boy?

Without doubt the most perfect experience has been the deep and long-lasting
connection I’ve developed with my boys. I know I will be part of their life for a long time
and that connection brings me great joy. Service and ownership are so much more than
the sex or the play. In fact, I don’t do role play. I simply explore the roles we enjoy in all
its forms and stretch and challenge the boundaries of what is possible. Sometimes that
involves sex and play, sometimes so much more.

What are your thoughts on fringe activities like piss play, rimming, etc.?

I believe we should cease judging what other people enjoy, and focus on exploring our
own boundaries. Over the years my repertoire of activities has broadened and changed
and at this stage I doubt I’d say no to much within the right context. I encourage
everyone to explore all play and to keep an open mind.

Is foot worship important to you and why or why not?

I very much enjoy foot worship most particularly because I enjoy massage of any type.
A boy on his knees massaging and worshipping my feet as we chat about whatever
concerns or amuses us is one of my happiest thoughts. While I recognise this scene
doesn’t fit the traditional view of foot worship, for me is says everything about what it
means to be a Sir and a boy.

Some of the subs who’ve served you or were owned by you went on to get
married and have kids. Do you consider that to be a mistake of self-denial? To what do
you attribute that clear misdirection of their lives?

I believe the two boys who went on to live a more traditional lives came from
backgrounds which placed huge expectations on them. I expect in time their true nature
will bubble to the surface and the energy required to suppress it will overwhelm them.
However, I don’t believe sexuality has much to do with service. The need for a boy to
serve transcends who he is attracted to. Serving a Sir who is worthy and gaining
satisfaction from the act of worship is only loosely related to any concept of sexuality in
my experience.

Do you have your training program written down? Is it published somewhere?

No, my programme is evolving all the time as different boys provide feedback. There
seems to be two types of boys, those that drop out early and clearly don’t have the
stamina required for service, and those who move through lesson and complete the full
journey. At the end of the course a boy will have had a taste of much of what might be
expected of him in service and will have developed his hard and soft limits.

Which do you prefer? Fucking a boy’s pussy or fucking his throat?

I find them both enjoyable, but I would say my favourite is whichever the boy struggles
most with. Service is about growth and if you are not challenged, you are not growing.

What an undeserved privilege it was to finally get a glimpse at the Man behind the intriguing Twitter account! He did not disappoint!

I am hoping that he will continue to be so honest and transparent as he expands his empire of servants and worshipers! I know I will be among the throng kneeling at his feet! Thank you, Master David!

This post is part of a thread chronicling the service of Ali, a 30-year-old faggot who has recently been caged and collared by an Apex Alpha named Master Logan. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!

After publishing the gorgeously effusive letter my fag brother Ali wrote about his new Master, Logan, I felt compelled to reach out to this Apex Alpha King. You know how we faggots get around such powerful Men!

Master Logan immediately tried to correct me about my reference to him as an “Apex Alpha”. After I explained my definition, he then was able to accept such a title.

This is what he wrote over a few emails.

I recently turned 35 and work for a local research University. Very careful to advise my students on everything BUT their alpha or faggot status, (not interested in the fallout that would cause). It’s usually pretty clear though, and I often find myself hoping that they will run into your website by other means, for their own edification and fulfillment. I suppose I’m a bit more seasoned than some of the Alphas you generally work with, but I think that has provided me with a bit of perspective I certainly didn’t have 15 years ago, especially related to the need to constantly prove my dominance. I learned pretty quickly that being angry and aggressive doesn’t necessarily mean being dominant, and often the two are inversely correlated.

I don’t really know of a specific moment when I realized that I was an Alpha and the power that came with it. My understanding of it developed gradually over the years (and I didn’t have a resource like yours to frame what I was learning about myself). I do remember the first time I acted on it. I was playing video games with a friend at his house (late college era), when I looked over at him, held his gaze for a second, then grabbed the back of his head and shoved it into my crotch. His eyes lit up, he eagerly unbuttoned my pants and I fucked a load down his throat. Up to that point, I didn’t even know he was gay (still don’t know honestly). It just made sense in the moment and I knew it would work, I don’t know how to explain it more than that. This one event COMPLETELY changed the dynamic of our friendship and we were no longer really able to be friends in quite the same way. In this particular case that was fine, but it did make me realize the power I had discovered in that action, and that if I am not careful, it can define my relationships in either a positive or negative way. I try to always actively choose the former. It’s an innate ability that I learned to use when necessary, but not to over-use, especially since by and large the world is still not comfortable with the dynamic it creates. I guess a corollary of this idea is that I truly don’t believe that an Alpha can ethically accept submission and service uncritically from every faggot that presents itself.

PERFECT! I especially loved his recollection of the first time he took and used a faggot. This is something true Alphas (particularly – ahem – Apex Alphas) do quite often. The see through the facade to the faggot hiding behind it, and they take action to break the faggot down so it can accept service.

Then Master Logan elaborated further:

I currently own 2 collared subs, and work occasionally with several others for fun and training purposes. I also work with one finsub who lives in another state. None of them are live-in faggots, however. I’m married, and while my husband is learning to lean into his dominant tendencies, it is still all a bit uncomfortable for him. He is absolutely an Alpha, but struggles a bit (as I used to) with the perception that this makes him a mean and abusive person. There is a kind of internal conflict between what he knows he deserves and can get out of this world, and his (accurate) perception of himself as a good and caring person. He’ll get there though.

Chastity is an interesting concept for me. Currently, one of my subs is in chastity (but only for a couple of days), and I lock up the other from time to time too as a reminder. Regardless of the cage, neither are allowed to cum without explicit permission from me, and they are very aware and extremely obedient about these rules (the same with the out-of-state faggot). The mistakes that have occurred were met with punishment, and some very tearful, genuine apologies. More importantly, the mistakes weren’t repeated. A chastity cage is a lot of fun, and on an aethetic level, I do enjoy keeping my faggots locked. I more firmly believe in mental chastity, however. If the only thing preventing my faggot from disobeying is a plastic cage and an easily broken lock, then clearly I don’t have any real control. This is my underlying principle with any piece of gear or toy. To the extent that it is fun to use, great, but it should never be strictly necessary. If I ever thought it were, I would let a faggot go because clearly service to me is not its primary concerned and it should get its head right before attempting it. Thankfully, I’m blessed with two phenomenal faggots who know their place and maintain it faithfully.

This part was quite interesting to me (and I’m still seeking further clarification on it). I didn’t know Master Logan was not only a gay Alpha, but a MARRIED gay Alpha. And, to top it off, they’re both Alpha!

I’ve definitely heard of gay Alphas coupling up together, and faggots typically are used for sexual satisfaction. I just didn’t know Master Logan had that life situation.

But then Master Logan stunned me. In my previous email I told him that I am always “hyper-aware of the Alpha ability to see through me to the faggot I am within.” Well, he expounded upon that thought in the most beautiful way:

I’m interested to hear you say that you feel “hyper-conscious around Alphas that are looking through (you) and at the faggot within”. I certainly hope when you say hyper-conscious, you aren’t meaning self-conscious or ashamed. I can’t speak for all Alphas, but one of my great joys in life is seeing a sub faggot “in the wild” and having that moment of connection across the room when the faggot knows I could have it if I wanted it. I think a faggot should feel truly proud in that moment to be seen and to know that they can be valued by true men who should desire their services, even if the Alpha chooses not to act on it in that moment.

WOW!

Anyone who has listened to my podcast knows I am far from ashamed of being a faggot, I almost wish I was like that so a powerful Apex Alpha like Master Logan could take me into his proverbial arms and lift me up!

From talking with this legendary Alpha I can easily see why my fag brother Ali waxed so poetically and effusively about him! To be owned by a Man like that is to be cradled in the arms of God. It is the safest place any faggot could hope to be!

Thank you Master Logan!

People seem to have a visceral reaction to the posts of @CashMasterDeity. Maybe it’s his overwhelming confidence, his bravado, his harshness.

But here’s my perspective: the findom scene is filled with liars, game players, and charlatans. Master Troy is none of those things. He tells the truth and has the facts to back up what he says.

This thread follows the true story of Master Ahmed, a straight 21-year-old Apex Alpha who has discovered faggot ownership. CLICK HERE to read all of the posts in this thread in chronological order!

It’s been a little while since I heard anything substantial from straight Master Ahmed. Every so often a faggot will ask about him, and I just shrug my shoulders. Master Ahmed is like the wind, wild and untamed. You simply wait for the next breeze to arrive, and hope it doesn’t blow down your house when it does.

When I last heard from him, he was really working to properly enslave his faggot Valentin. My brother Val is a good faggot, willing to go to whatever lengths it must in order to please its Master.

But Master Ahmed has recently acquired a new faggot named Zaki. This new faggot combines Val’s slavish devotion to worship with a playful sense of humor that really tickles Master Ahmed’s fancy.

As I was talking to him yesterday, Master Ahmed was relaxing at Zaki’s apartment while the faggot cleaned. Zaki has been caged, of course, but this day Master Ahmed had a buttplug in Zaki in preparation for later.

What was later? Well Master Ahmed intended to fuck and breed Zaki for the first time! Then he sent me this:

But then Master Ahmed began to talk very differently about Zaki.

I do want to make this (breeding) special. I really like Zaki. I love everything about him 😄.

That was unexpected! Then Master Ahmed went even farther with it.

What should I do of Valentin? I thought of keeping him as a service sub and occasionally as a feet cleaner/cock sucker … but I don’t want to grant the same status to Zaki and Val.

Why?

Val is my fag, but Zaki is kind of my …fag-boyfriend. I really like him and he makes me laugh a lot. It’s quite fusional relationship between Zaki and Me. Zaki calls Me God and I definitely love it but I also love spending time with him.

Is Master Ahmed falling in love with one of his faggots? Maybe!

Around this time Zaki knelt and began sucking on Master Ahmed’s toes. Like most Alphas, he loves that kind of devoted worship. Here are the gorgeous feet Zaki enjoyed:

Then Val was headed over to the apartment, and Master Ahmed had to go to prepare for a night of breeding and worship.

Later I received this:

Ok I own Val so much that yesterday he slavishly licked Zaki’s cum-dripping hole 😍. Val watched me breed Zaki while he sucked my feet, so that was his reward.

I find this change in Master Ahmed fascinating. He’s very clearly a straight Alpha (he fucks females all the time), but he’s developed affection for the inferior faggots who worship him. This is surprisingly common, apparently; Masters Nick, Matt, and Jin have developed strong attachments to their faggots despite being heterosexual.

It’s fun to witness this change in Master Ahmed, though. He has this delightful “eh, fuck it” attitude about it all that makes me smile.

When you’re a god, you have nobody to answer to except yourself!

This might be the greatest and most thorough example of an Alpha completely fucking and using a faggot currently hosted on this platform!

No Alpha here understands his Hierarchical purpose better than my Master @AlphaTwink97!

This thread follows Jamie, a faggot who began service to a straight Alpha named Dino that has lasted 15 years and led to marriage. CLICK HERE for all posts in this thread in chronological order!

Easily one of the most electrifying true stories posted here over the last two years involved Master Dino, a dark and violent straight Apex Alpha, and a faggot named Jamie who taught him the true meaning of worship and eventually became Master Dino’s fag wife. Readers all around the world were inspired by Jamie’s brave and total submission to this God-Man, and Master Dino’s jaw-dropping letters were so intoxicatingly incendiary that they needed to have a warning label attached to them.

I have received probably one message a week since they went quiet a few months ago begging for more information about the pair. When we last left off, Master Dino had discovered that his teenage son Chad was also Alpha and subsequently allowed his faggot to service his son. That was one hell of a brutal way to stop a story of this magnitude! My readers (and I as well) were starving for more information.

There were scant details I would receive every so often. One thing I know about involved a tragedy in Master Dino’s family that caused him to lay low for a couple of months. Every so often Jamie would drop a note promising an update that would never come.

Well, it finally arrived, and it’s an incredible update!

Hey sam,  i have THE best ManGod ever! After the last few weeks (or months) i truly thought maybe my eternal positivity had gotten me in trouble. When the Master asked me if i’d be able to serve both He and His son until all Chad’s unfinished business was cleared away i chirped that it would be no problem at all. Always happy when I can do ANYTHING to please Daddy, i really didn’t consider it in detail. The consequences of that put a real strain on my body and brain. (Hehehe, there WERE many wonderful rewards for this happy yet worn faggot.)  But I truly am not a whining cunt. i just wanted to speak to the exhausted thing one last time.

The very day Chad moved into His new pad and His new life Daddy said, “Get 2 changes of clothes for us, and… oh yeah, c’mon over here.” He told me I had been a good boy, that i’d performed my duties above expectations, and then my owner told me He loved me more than He believed was possible. By this time i was on my knees hugging my God’s thigh while pressing my face against His crotch,  hoping to simply smell His AWESOME junk. He stroked my cheek a moment and then i heard the musical sound of His zipper and  He said, playfully, “Why don’t you empty My nuts, cunt.) God,i LOVE the way His nuts smell, the way His dick tastes, the way He makes me feel. Then He must’ve looked at a clock because He commanded me to hurry or we’d be late. For what i didn’t know but i quickly sped up sliding up to the head of His Manhood and down to the ‘root’, as He calls it. Then He cursed the fact that we were rushed and grabbed my hair. He pulled me off His pole, turned my head up toward Him and told me to ‘make Him cum–now.’ He was referring to the 2 things i can do for Him that will immediately force Him to pump his load into His cumhole. He only wants me to use those ‘tricks’ in an emergency so i wondered what was up as I positioned myself to administer the ‘treatment’. Within 30 seconds of my attention I felt His rockhard dick expand and grow just a tiny bit more and then came familiar pulsing of His dick as His thick yummy cum flooded my mouth and He fucking slammed His dick down my throat and held a death grip on my head as he fed His faggot’s body and nourished its soul. Of course, when i felt His first 2 ropes of cum hit the back of my throat this faggot started trembling and He made me orgasm, as He does almost every time His sacred seed is pumped into either of my holes.

Man, im sorry. i only meant to tell you i discovered that we were late to get the plane that took us to a tropical location where the ruler of my world ordered me to rest. Its been an amazing week. Daddy had hired a local couple as servants and neither of us had to do a thing except relax. Of course, because it is an essential of life to Daddy and to me, I was, happily, his daily (hehehe, or hourly) cum dump. Damn, i’m SO proud to be the receptacle of all His bodily fluids, ESPECIALLY His cum. And He did the sweetest thing. Daddy was determined that i should be as idle as possible, moving only when absolutely needed so He had arranged for a padded leather swing to be hung in a room so that He could fuck me and i wouldn’t have to move! He could flip me, raise and lower it for His comfort and he pampered me, spoiled me, fucked and filled me, and made sure i was comfortable, happy, and that my pussy and my ‘cocksuck’ were kept well supplied with His cum.

We are going home tomorrow, where my Savior tells me He has yet another surprise for His faggot fuckhole. He knows His possession. He knows I HATE leaving any decent beach so He’s done something else so leaving won’t be as much of a downer. i am loved and owned by THE greatest MAN to ever grace this world. Daddy is planning to tell you the rest of the Story of Chad before next week. I will say these weeks with Chad have been wonderful. Its only months away but the next son is 16 soon enough and the teaching, the service and guidance start all over again. Right now, in this moment and beyond all my focus and desire will be to serve ONLY my Husband and His desires, needs, and habits. i no longer need to divide my attentions or my energies. It’s nice being able to TOTALLY devote my mind and body to my Awesome God once more. BTW if my surprise at home is especially kicking, ill let you know what it is. Now i gotta go and ask my ManGod for several of those fluids mentioned above. i’ve really had a craving for His ball sweat. 

See ya brother!

faggot jamie 

From what I’ve come to know about Master Dino through his writings to me so far, this seems like a major leap forward! The attention to detail doesn’t surprise me at all, but the affection shown here for his property is absolutely breathtaking. Essentially, a straight Apex Alpha owes nothing to the faggots he owns, so Master Dino needed to do nothing for Jamie after months of tireless service. BUT HE DID IT ANYWAY.

I cannot imagine the high Jamie feels right now after being treated like a princess in a tropical paradise by a god-like superhuman Apex predator like Master Dino! What an undeserved privilege!

Thank you to my brother Jamie for this most memorable update!

The enigmatic Master David (@DavidTentwoone), who I intend to profile in the next week, released this fascinating tweet early this morning.

This is an interesting lesson! I’m intrigued by Alphas who use milking as a teaching tool.

Masters Nick, Matt, and Jin milk their faggots themselves, and it teaches their faggots humility and a reliance on their Alpha for relief.

This is part of a continuing series chronicling an Apex Alpha who calls himself Colorado Alpha, and his faithful faggot slave. CLICK HERE to read these posts in chronological order!

Human history is glutted with poems, books, statues, and songs honoring great and powerful Men. Such is the effect of being in the presence of such physics-bending, larger-than-life figures and the times they rule that poets, sculptors, and lyricists are moved to memorialize them in art.

For the faggots fortunate to serve these greatest of Men, the encounters are life-changing moments akin to touching the finger of God. And, like artisans of old, these faggots are often moved to tribute their Masters in words of devotion so stripped bare and primal that they speak to the everlasting.

Such is the case with Bryan, a faggot that has faithfully served Colorado Alpha for the last three-and-a-half years. He was so profoundly moved by his Master recently that he decided to pen an ode to honor this great Apex Alpha of the West. Here it is in its entirety:

It was late in the evening and Colorado Alpha wanted a massage.

We were in his dimly lit bedroom, music was playing softly in the background, and Colorado Alpha was relaxing face down on his bed.  He was almost naked, stripped down to only his boxer briefs and socks. As his dedicated beta boy, I knew it was my duty to obey his request for a massage. I also knew how much he deserved one.   He had been working very hard lately, at the gym, at his job, and even helping in the community. This man deserved some appreciation and worship, and I was happy to be the one to give it to him.

In the dim light of his bedroom, I marveled at his beautiful masculine body.  Colorado Alpha was over 6 feet tall and over 210 lbs of muscle. By comparison I was only 5’4 and 125 lbs of little beta boy. I climbed on top of him, straddling his muscular back.  As small as I was, I felt even smaller when I was straddling his athletic body.  

I began the massage slowly, moving my hands down his strong back.  With each touch, I paused, feeling the warmth of his skin as my hands slowly began to connect to the energy of his body. I noticed that his back had grown more muscular than ever, reflecting all the hours that he had been working at the gym.   I took my time massaging him, focusing on relaxing and healing all these growing muscles of his strong back. 

It felt good to go slow and let my hands bond with his body again.  I had been craving some physical contact with my Master for a while now.   We had been spending a lot of time together in public, where I always had to ignore the growing urge to rub his muscular body and suppress the perpetual longing to feel his powerful touch.  Now, alone in his bedroom, I could finally give in to my instincts and enjoy the powerful physical connection with my Master. 

Being able to massage Colorado Alpha’s body was such a blessing to me.  As I continued to rub his muscular back, I thought back to a couple years ago when he first began to demand massages from me.  At the time, I had always resisted the orders, feeling resentful that he was trying to control me.   I laughed to myself now, thinking about how much my attitude had changed over the years.   Now I loved the opportunity to feel, touch, kiss, and lick every inch of his perfect masculine body.  

After thoroughly massaging my Master’s back, I began to work on his muscular shoulders. I found myself growing aroused.  His strong shoulders had always been one of the highlights of his impressive physique, but lately they were sexier than ever.  He had been working out at the gym almost every day, and his shoulders had grown impressively in proportion to his dedication. 

As I continued to work down his arms, I considered how very lucky I was.   Colorado Alpha had also been allowing me to join him at the gym the last few months.  I understood that this was an enormous act of generosity, as not many Apex Alpha’s would allow their small weak beta’s to work out with them.  I tried to demonstrate my appreciation through my dedication.  I had yet to miss a single workout. I worked hard at getting stronger, obeying his orders at the gym, and doing as my Alpha commanded.  Working out with Colorado Alpha had quickly become the highlight of my days.

I had also begun to discover that I would succumb to a state of perpetual lust whenever I worked out with my Apex Alpha.   I believe that after years of wrestling and getting raped by my Master, my body had learned to immediately respond to the pheromones that he released during weightlifting.  As I slowly massaged his strong thick arms, I thought of all the times that I had watched his biceps pump at the gym while he curled heavy weights. I remembered how aroused I would get watching his triceps swell as he led me through a series of different arm exercises.  I recalled how powerful the longing had been to reach out and touch his beautiful Alpha muscles while he lifted heavy weights that I could never even imagine lifting.  I continued to massage him, working my way down his strong forearms to his manly hands, and back up.  After all these years, massaging my Master was no longer a burden, it was a blessing.  It felt incredible to touch the muscles that I had been lusting after at the gym day after day.

I worked my way back up to his shoulders, and took some time slowly massaging his neck and the back of his scalp.  Colorado Alpha always smelled so good.  I kissed the back of his neck and massaged my way down his strong muscular back again.   I was keeping my face pressed against his body now, slowly breathing his scent.  I could already tell that his Alpha pheromones were beginning to activate a deepening state of submission within me.      

My hands rubbed their way further down his back, and then I began massaging his strong glutes through his underwear.  It felt so good to be able to rub and massage my Master here.   All the squats and leg presses that he had been doing were making his ass stronger and hotter than ever. I worked down his legs, recalling all the different leg days we had done together at the gym.  I thought back to all the various exercises that we had performed, and I remembered watching his every move with a combination of admiration and sexual desire.   Working out with my Alpha gave the added benefit that now I understood which muscles needed extra massage attention because I had been working all the same muscles with him.   

I rubbed my way down his legs until I reached his feet.   Colorado Alpha still had his gym socks on.  As I began to massage his feet through his socks, the lust and desire began to increase within me.  I could sense my self control beginning to slip away, and moments later my face was buried in his feet.   I breathed deep the scent of my Master.  Colorado Alpha’s sweaty gym socks smelled amazing to me. The lust surged through me as my body immediately recognized the scent of my Master.  It was the scent of the man that had owned me for years.   My cock was instantly hard.  

Slowly, ever so slowly, I began to peel away his gym socks.  The feeling of anticipation was incredible as inch by inch, his bare feet were revealed to me. Colorado Alpha has perfect feet. It felt so good to touch and kiss and rub them.  And then my face was immediately back on his bare feet, rubbing them against my face as I took in his scent.  A sense of primal desire was overriding any rational thought as my body began to submit to my Master. 

I worshiped Colorado Alpha’s perfect feet for a while and gradually worked my way back up his powerful  legs.  I paused for a bit, rubbing my face on his amazing ass as I massaged his muscular glutes.  I continued my way up his body, massaging his back, arms, shoulders, neck, and scalp all over again.   Then I climbed off of him and asked him to turn over.   

Now Colorado Alpha was on his back.   I once again straddled his athletic body, this time over his chest. His eyes were closed, and I paused for a moment to marvel at how incredibly handsome this man was.   I remembered the first day when we had met, over three and a half years ago.  My first thought had been “Wow, he is really good looking!”   That feeling of attraction had not diminished over the years.  Instead, each day he had grown more handsome and attractive to me.   I thought about how lucky I was to be his boy, how incredibly fucking amazing it was that I belonged to the hottest man I knew!!!

I started by massaging his temples.   A look of peace overtook his handsome face.   I lightly stroked his facial hair, and briefly put my lips on his lips for a moment.  A memory came back of the first night that we met.   He had lifted my little body up, pinned me against the wall, forced his tongue past my lips, and aggressively raped my mouth with his.  Colorado Alpha is one of the best kissers in the world. I was his property that very first moment he laid his hands on my body and his mouth on mine, over three and a half years ago. 

I slid my straddle further down his muscular body.  Now I was sitting on his lap.  I could feel the bulge of his cock underneath my body, straining against my ass through his  underwear.  I felt him swell slightly and my body began to react to the feeling of his growing cock pressing against my ass.   My body knew that his Alpha cock belonged inside my hole.  But I had to focus.  I was still taking care of my Alpha, and he deserved the best massage that I could give him.   

I began to massage his strong muscular chest and remembered all the times lately that I had been his spot at the gym when he did bench presses.  I recalled the feeling of being simultaneously impressed, aroused, and intimidated as he easily benched weights that would crush me.   Colorado Alpha is such a strong and athletic man, I felt so lucky to have the opportunity to rub and massage his pecs.  I worked his nipples lightly with my tongue and paused for a moment to bury my face in his muscular bare chest.  It felt so calming and natural to nuzzle my face in my Master’s strong chest.  

I started to massage his shoulders again, and my body could no longer control itself.  I instinctively buried my face in his sweaty armpit.  It was such a rush!  The entire world vanished as I took in Colorado Alpha’s scent.  His pheromones erased all thought and logic from my mind as I breathed deep the scent of my Master.  My body was immediately triggered to submit and surrender to this powerful and superior Apex Alpha. After all the years of training me, raping me, and using me, my body and brain were finely tuned to his exact scent.  I was owned on a biological and cellular level.    

Eventually I pried my face away from the bliss of his sweaty armpits and refocused on massaging my Master. But I was fighting a losing battle now.  It would only be a matter of time before I could no longer fight the lustful instinct to submit to him on a primal sexual level.  

I massaged my way down his arms and back to his hands.   I took extra time as I worked his hands now and more flashes to the gym filled my mind .  I remembered all the times standing over him, spotting him, watching his strong manly hands grip the bar with a powerful Alpha force.  I slowly massaged his hands, his palms, each of his fingers.  It felt strangely intimate, triggering an even stronger physical connection.  Yet it also triggered a greater sense of submission as I sensed how small my weak hands felt in his strong Alpha palms.   

As I worked my way back up his arms, to his shoulders and back to his pecs, it was getting difficult to think clearly.   My mind was overwhelmed with sexual desire and a powerful instinct to submit to my Alpha’s body.  I licked his nipples again.  I slowly kissed my way down his chest, down his stomach, until my face reached his lap.  And as I rubbed my face in his lap, my mind went completely red.  I could feel his hard cock straining through his underwear, pressing against my face.   I took a deep breath and my cock was instantly hard again.  I recalled all the times Alpha had held my face in his lap for extended periods of time while he watched movies.  “Scent training,” he had called it.  Yes, my body was trained to recognize and respond to his scent, and his scent alone.  I was his.  I was all his.  His hard cock, the epitome of his Apex Alpha nature, was rubbing against my face, separated by a mere thin strip of fabric.  

But I couldn’t let myself get distracted.   Not yet.   I had a duty to finish massaging my Master.  He deserved to have every inch of his muscular athletic body loved, worshiped, and appreciated.  As I massaged my way back down his strong legs, I reflected on how thankful I was to still belong to this man after all these years.   

I made it back to his perfect feet.   By now, I was transforming from his dedicated beta boy into his horny lustful faggot slave.   I was completely in love with his beautiful feet and could not control my desires.  I licked my tongue up and down his bare feet, sucking each of his toes, cleaning every inch of gym sweat off.  I was so blinded by lust now, so mesmerized by his perfect feet.  It felt so amazing to be so close to such an intimate and private part of my Alpha. I felt so submissive, subservient, and owned.  There have been so many times that I have looked at Colorado Alpha in public, at the gym, or when he is teaching a class, and thought about how many times this amazing man had put his beautiful feet in my mouth.   I felt like the luckiest boy in the world.

By the time his feet had been thoroughly worshipped by my mouth and tongue, the last remnants of my self control were completely obliterated.  I climbed back up his body and greedily rubbed my face in the bulge of his underwear.  His cock was very hard and I was desperate to taste it. I licked and sucked it through the fabric, taking in more of his scent, before finally freeing his cock from the confines of his underwear.  As I slid his boxer briefs off, his cock sprung up, standing rock hard and so erect.  My mouth was instantly on his beautiful cock.   I licked him slowly, up and down the shaft.  I seductively slid the head of his cock into my mouth.  As I sucked and licked his tool, I began to taste his precum.  My body immediately recognized his semen and reacted to each drop.  It knew the power of his Alpha seed and what it could do to my own beta body.  

I loved Colorado Alpha’s cock.  I was completely in love with his cock. I had been for years. I made love to his big hard cock with my mouth.  I worked up and down his tool, deep throating it, gagging on it, choking on it. Enjoying and loving every inch of it.  I licked his heavy cum-filled balls until they were dripping with my spit.  I was insatiable.  I couldn’t get enough.  I felt so happy, so content, so complete with my face in Colorado Alpha’s lap and his hard cock deep down my throat.  I was doing what I was meant to do.  I was doing what I was designed to do.  I was doing what I was put on this planet to do. Knowing that my mouth was bringing this incredible man sexual pleasure filled me with a powerful sense of meaning. My Master’s cock was rock hard and throbbing in my mouth, and my submission to him felt like the most natural and healthy thing in the world.  In these blinding  moments of sexual passion,  I wanted nothing more in life than to suck and worship his big beautiful cock, and swallow his delicious loads, every single day for the rest of my life.  

But Colorado Alpha had other plans.  His cock was hard and he was ready to rape his beta boy.  He grabbed me by the hair,  pulled me up, and then flipped me over onto my stomach.  His control of my body with such ease reminded me again how small I was compared to this big strong horny man.   He climbed on top of me and I felt the warmth as he spit onto my hole.   My body began to tingle as the saliva from my Master dripped into my body.   The tingling grew to electricity as I felt the heat from his hard wet cock slowly rubbing against my crack.  

“Do you want me to fuck you?” he whispered into my ear, fully knowing that it didn’t matter what I wanted.  

“Yes Alpha,” I murmured.  “Please fuck me”

His athletic body felt so strong and powerful on top of me.  I began to squirm underneath him to see if I could get away, but I couldn’t.  He had full control of me as he held me down.  I really understood in these moments that I was completely helpless.  There was nothing I could do to stop this muscular Apex Alpha.   He was rock hard, horny, and my body belonged to him.  Slowly, Colorado Alpha began pressing his hard cock against my hole.  I once again tried to move but he held me tight in place.  There was no escape now.  

I thought back to the earlier years, when Colorado Alpha had first begun raping my hole.  I would cry from the pain, desperately squirming underneath him, begging him to stop.  Of course, even then he was relentless, and nothing would make him stop.   How different it was for me nowadays. I no longer resisted.  As his cock pressed in, forcing entry, my body immediately recognized him and reacted.  My back arched up, almost against my will, begging him to enter.   I was tight.   So tight that his big manly cock barely fit in my small beta body and my little hole.   But Colorado Alpha made it fit.  And as soon as I felt his warm hardness deep inside me, I was lost in a sea of pure bliss.   My Master was home inside me.  The void was finally filled.  I was whole and complete.  

Colorado Alpha started slowly, persistently stretching my tight beta pussy with his big hard cock.  He held me tight and there was nothing I could do but feel every inch of him inside me.  Gradually my hole adjusted to the presence of my Alpha’s cock as he marked my body as his territory once again.  

He slowly started fucking me.  I began to lose myself in pleasure as I felt the weight of his strong athletic frame on top of me.  There was no more thought, only feeling.  The feeling of his muscular arms around me.  The feeling of heat from his warm skin against mine.   The feeling of power as his strong hips drilled into my beta body.  And the feeling of pure submission as his hard bare cock throbbed deep inside me. 

“Who’s pussy is this?” he asked, whispering in my ear. 

“It’s yours, Alpha,” I managed to whisper back between the rhythmic thrusts of his hips.  “All yours.”

And my pussy really was all his. Colorado Alpha was the only man to fuck me in years.  He was the only man to ever breed me.   My body and my hole belonged to him.   But he wasn’t just my Master.  He was my best friend too.  I felt so connected to him, especially now that his cock was inside me.  And somehow that made it feel so much safer and hotter to completely surrender to him.    

Alpha was gradually fucking me harder, but he was in no rush.   I could tell this was going to be a long fuck.  Once again I tried to squirm against him, but once again my struggles were futile.  He was so much bigger and stronger than me. He bore down even harder on my small little body.   I was completely his property and we both knew it.   He held me tight, wrapping his muscular arm around my neck, controlling my breathing.   He covered my face with the same strong hands that I had admired gripping those barbells at the gym.  He forced his fingers into my mouth, penetrating my body even more, inciting an even deeper level of submission.   

Holding my body tightly, Alpha flipped us over so he was on his back.   I was on his lap, reclined back against his chest, and his cock was still buried inside me.  He was thrusting his hips up into me, driving his big cock even deeper inside.  He held me tightly and impaled my body down onto his manhood.  Even underneath me, he was still in complete control.   He was maneuvering my arms, controlling my breath, and dominating my life.  I was so helpless against this Apex Alpha’s superior strength and power.  

As he penetrated me in this position, it reminded me of one of the first times Colorado Alpha had breeded me. I was still not used to bottoming yet and so he had commanded me to make myself cum while he fucked me in this position. My patient Alpha had fucked me slow and steady as I stroked myself. As my cock grew harder, each thrust of his cock began to feel better and hotter. Then Colorado Alpha began making out with me. The simultaneous sensation of his hard bare cock swelling inside my hole and the taste of his hot breath and wet tongue in my mouth had sent me over the edge. It was one of the most powerful orgasms I’ve had, and the first time I had ever cum with a cock inside my hole. It was a pivotal experience that forever bonded my body to Colorado Alpha’s and trained my hole to belong to his cock. It is funny to remember how much I used to hate bottoming when we began our journey. Now, as I sat on his lap and rode his hard cock, all I could think of was how blissful it felt. My own orgasms were the farthest thing from my mind, all I cared about was how whole and complete I was with my Master’s cock inside me.

Colorado Alpha eventually pulled out and manhandled my little body like a ragdoll.   He put me on my back, grabbed my legs, and dragged me to the edge of the bed.  I was so small, so helpless.   He lifted my legs to his shoulders and stood above me, looking down at me as he slid that big perfect cock back inside my hole.  

Now as he fucked me, I could see his naked muscular body at work.  That same athletic body that I had consistently watched take aggression out on weights, was now taking aggression out on my ass.  I watched his handsome face as he owned me.  He looked down at me with lust in his beautiful eyes.  And as he fucked me harder, I recognized the look of domination that overcame his face.  In a swift and unexpected move, Colorado Alpha lifted his leg and put his sweaty foot on my face.

My body went into overdrive with unrestrained sexual desire.  I lost all control.   I was licking and sucking his beautiful foot.  I was looking up at his handsome face, into his mesmerizing eyes, while he pounded my hole harder.  I was a complete faggot slave to my Master.   And it felt incredible.   I wanted nothing more in life than to be his complete sexual whore and serve all his dirtiest, roughest, sexual needs.   The feelings of submission that overcame me were extreme, but I could not resist them.  I had been lusting after this man for years, but in this moment I wanted him more than ever before. 

My Master pulled out and lifted my small body off the bed.  He laid me on my back on the carpet and raised my legs so my hips and ass were in the air.  Then Alpha squatted down over me and slid his fat throbbing cock back into my tight pussy.  He fucked me harder and harder as he squatted over me, and then once again he put his foot on my face.  I really couldn’t get enough.  I was in bliss as he used and abused me.  I was his dirty gay faggot.  I was his slutty girl whore.  I was his personal cumdump sex object. It felt depraved, wild, and kinky.  But somehow it also felt natural, secure, and calming.   I was his.  I was completely his.  As he raped my pussy on the floor of his bedroom with his foot in my face, I knew on a deep primal level that I completely belonged to this amazing man.  And that was the best feeling in the world.  

We moved through so many positions.  Colorado Alpha fucked me long and hard.  His stamina was unparalleled.  Eventually I was back on my stomach on the bed and he was on top of me.  He pinned me down, penetrated my hole, and infiltrated my body.   He was fucking me hard now, getting more aggressive as he unleashed his true primal Alpha nature.  He started spanking my ass while he raped me.  When I cried out he only hit my ass harder.  He grabbed my balls and squeezed until I was crying.   He used his perfect feet to grab my ankles and spread my legs apart, penetrating me even deeper.   He was getting rougher and harder. He was choking me again, bringing me just to the edge, sometimes even slightly past it. When I came to, he was biting down on my shoulder with his sexy mouth, and when I screamed he covered my mouth with his hand and bit down even harder.   The next day, I would proudly look at the bruise on my arm in the shape of his mouth and remind myself how lucky I was to belong to this man.  It was the mark of Colorado Alpha’s ownership.

My Master was fucking me even harder and rougher now.  He was completely owning me.  I felt so helpless and exposed in these moments.   After three and a half years, this man knew everything about me. He was my Master, but he was also my Best Friend.   I was not just physically naked.  My entire soul was exposed to him.  Slowly, over the years, Colorado Alpha had knocked down all of my walls and forced his way inside me. He could see me, every part of me, and he could also see right through me. He saw every part of me that I hid from the rest of the world. There was nothing that I could hide from my Master, no part of me that he couldn’t see. He was not just penetrating my hole, he was penetrating my entire being.  

And it felt incredible.  It was amazing to be so open, so exposed,  and so owned by my best friend and my Master.   The feeling of submission was beyond words.  I was not only surrendering my body and my hole to Colorado Alpha,  I was surrendering my heart and my soul to him as well.   

He was getting extremely rough now.  He forced my small body down, fucking me faster, longer, and harder.  I could feel the sweat from his muscular chest drip down my back.  I could feel his hot wet breath in my ear.  I could feel his rough beard rubbing against my cheek.   I knew he was reaching the  heights of sexual pleasure.   And I knew that despite his aggression, despite any pain, it was not my place to resist.  It was my place to submit to my Master.  It was my Purpose to FEEL this muscular Alpha Stud pound his masculine sexual energy into my little beta body.  And it was also my place to be grateful for every second of it.  In these moments, I knew that I was fulfilling my purpose in the world.  I intuitively understood that I had been designed to take the unrestrained sexual energy and abuse from an Apex Alpha.  The harder Colorado Alpha pounded me, the more I surrendered my body and soul to him.  The longer he fucked me, the more I surrendered my entire life over to this truly incredible man.  

Colorado Alpha was pounding me relentlessly and I knew there was no way to stop him now.  Nothing in the world can stop a true Apex Alpha as he begins to rut.  He began grunting aggressively and I felt the orgasm overtaking him.  It was almost a spiritual experience to feel my Master climaxing with his cock deep inside my body. I knew that I was fulfilling my Purpose in this world by surrendering my small body to his sexual needs and giving him this physical pleasure and release.  

As he pummeled my ass harder and harder with his big cock, grunting loudly in an escalating fury, he began to pound his hot wet load inside of me.  With each thrust of his cock, I knew he was shooting more his powerful Alpha seed deep inside my little beta body.  He shoots the biggest loads of anybody I know and as he continued thrusting, I began to feel the warm wet heat of his sticky seed inside my pussy.  His Alpha Essence was flooding my body, flooding my soul, impregnating me.  

Colorado Alpha began to slow down his thrusts, and that is when my body began to react to the feeling of his hot wet seed in my hole.   I began to tremble underneath him with excitement and lust. The most private part of my body was flooded with my Master’s cum. The trembling grew into a shudder, and the shuddering evolved into full uncontrollable shaking.  A strange full body orgasm began to overwhelm my body. 

Master Alpha was expecting this, even though it always came as a surprise to me.   He bore his weight on my body as I shuddered beneath him, wrapping his muscular arms tight around me.   He held on tight, so tight, as the world began to fade away from me, replaced with the rush of red hot lust as Colorado Alpha’s seed flooded my body and impregnated me. 

There is nothing like feeling true Apex Alpha seed flowing through me.  Over the next two days, the very essence of his Alpha masculinity would course through my arteries and veins, powering and energizing me.   The DNA and spiritual sexual energy of the hottest man I know, my best friend and Master, would flood into every cell of my body and activate me. His powerful superior male Seed would also continue to rewire my brain, triggering within me an even greater level of submission to Colorado Alpha.  In the upcoming days I would grow even more owned by him, feel more dedicated to him, and become more devoted to him than ever before.  

The shuddering of my body slowly began to slow, and the world began to return as the state of blinding red lust dissipated.  But as the rush from being impregnated by my King began to fade, a new sensation began to take hold. 

Gratitude. 

First I felt grateful for the feeling of Colorado Alpha’s warm seed inside me, the feeling of being knocked up by my best friend and Master. If I could, I would take all his loads, every single day, for the rest of my life. If only it were possible, I would have every one of his babies.

The gratitude persisted. I was thankful that Colorado Alpha had fucked me so long and hard this night.  I felt grateful for all the fuckings, for all the incredible rapings that he had given me over the years. 

Colorado Alpha was still holding me close and safe as my shuddering slowed to a stop. As I felt his muscles around me, I grew grateful for all the times he had let me join him at the gym. I knew what a big act of generosity it was for an Apex Alpha to permit a beta slave to work out with him.  He had done many significant things to help protect and improve my health lately.  I felt thankful that he kept me focused on my health and fitness, that he was getting me stronger, and that he was teaching me new things.  

I was also thankful for everything else he had taught me. He was not just improving my body, but also my mind. Over the years he had let me take several classes that he taught.  I had worked hard and studied and discovered something new that I was passionate about. Now he was even letting me help teach at some of his classes. He had also allowed me to join his volunteer groups and it felt amazing to be able to help my Master as he supported the community.  The world is really a better place because of men like Colorado Alpha. 
I felt blessed for every moment I could spend with this incredible Apex Alpha. I felt grateful for all the wrestling matches, all the dinners and happy hours, all the sleepovers, all the movie nights, all the times he held me close and safe in his strong arms.  I also realized how safe and protected my whole life was because of this man. He had always been there for me over the years.  He had taken care of me when I couldn’t take care of myself. He celebrated with me when I was happy and he listened to me when I was upset.  He gave me guidance and support when I was lost in life. He let me move into his spare property, he trusted me with his valuable possessions, and he gave me a new home.  He even introduced me to all of his friends and allowed me to step into his personal social circle. When I thought he wouldn’t have room for me in his world anymore, he instead carved out a perfect spot for me to fit in his life. 
My dedication to Colorado Alpha has continued to deepen in proportion to my gratitude. I have grown completely committed to my Master. My dedication has become unshakable. It is my place and my Purpose to be there to serve and support my Apex Alpha.

It is a true blessing to have Colorado Alpha in my life.  He is the best man I know. He is my Master.   He owns my body and my hole.  He is also my Best Friend. He owns my heart and my soul.  I know that I am the luckiest beta boy in the whole world to belong to this incredible man.  My gratitude can not be put into words. 

As the trembling and the blinding lust faded, the gratitude persisted. The best man I know was naked on top of me, his Alpha seed slowly absorbing into my body. He held me close as I felt three and a half years of appreciation surge through my heart and mind and body.

“Thank you, Alpha,” I whispered. 

He nodded, squeezed me tight, and collapsed on top of me.  I felt the weight of his sweaty muscular body pin me down underneath him.  I was naked, helpless, vulnerable, and owned.   And I was more grateful to this incredible man than I could ever express. 

I slowly fell asleep under Colorado Alpha, knowing that I was exactly where I belonged. And knowing that I was the luckiest beta boy in the whole world.

Thank you, Colorado Alpha. 

What an honor it is to publish such a loving, grateful, and purpose-affirming ode to one of the legendary figures of this site and our world! It’s not just a loving description of the power of Apex Alphahood, but also a testament to why faggots surrender their lives in the service of these Men.

Believe me – there is nothing else like it!

I can feel the same vibration in Bryan’s words that I often felt after satisfying some of the Apex Alphas I’ve served, this completeness that seemed to connect me in that moment to the harmony of nature and the divine.

I thank my brother Bryan for sharing this, and for Colorado Alpha inspiring it!

Hierarchy Is Truth!

Brother @RuslanAngelo is the world’s greatest living faggot. Period.

GOD @SRhyheim holds his head like a basketball while fucking him, but keeps serving.

He eats black Alpha ass while being fucked on his back, keeps serving.

He’s split apart like a gymnast. Keeps serving. ❤️

This is how faggots truly serve Men! Completely surrender to their will and their needs!

One of my new favorite Twitter accounts is the one penned by Master David (@davidtentwoone). He describes himself as an “executive owner” of boys.

His tweets are sublime meditations on the meaning and purpose of his Alphahood, as well as the function and fulfillment of the boys and faggots he owns and cultivates. The account is rich with exquisitely-phrased psalms of Hierarchical truth.

I am hoping to interview this fascinating new Alpha whose mind and heart have transfixed me recently.

One of the greatest straight Alphas to ever grace findom is @alphaaesthetic8. His physical perfection is matched (and possibly surpassed) by his deep and wise intellect. He understands Hierarchy in an unusually intimate way, and he always has.

I’m so looking forward to my interview with this absolute King!

This is part of the chastity cage Master @mysovereignfund personally locked onto his owned faggot. As you can see, it’s forever engraved with his initials.

Ownership is the ultimate expression of Alphahood. It involves great power, but also responsibility. #HierarchyIsTruth!

The Alpha above is @izaickf. He’s a 26-year-old throat fucker in France.

There’s nothing he loves more than to force his giant uncut dick down a faggot’s throat!

Alphas like him know exactly why faggots exist and how to properly use us!

Listen to him here: “Open … do your job.”

He’s a natural Apex Alpha who will be worshiped forever by thousands of faggots!

Here is his OnlyFans:

https://onlyfans.com/izaick

This is part of a continuing series chronicling the rise of Alpha Matt, a straight male and friend of Alpha Jin who slowly came to understand the wonders of faggot worship. Click here to read all of these posts in order!

The final step in Jeremy’s journey to officially become Master Matt’s owned faggot happened the other day. Master Matt mounted Jeremy and cunted him.

Cunting is such a special moment between an Alpha and his faggot. It’s like when an animal imprints on something. Cunting is the line separating the life of a faggot into two parts: one part was the life it once had and its attachments, and the new part filled with a blessed life of service to the one who cunted it.

Now Jeremy has been forever altered.

Jeremy told me of the experience:

It was amazing. Matt told me to get ready so Michael helped me. Then when I was all clean Michael took me into the bedroom and put me in the bitch position and put the jug of gun oil to the side of me. Michael then went into the living room and said to Matt “it’s ready for you Sir.” Matt came in a few moments later. He was naked and already hard and ready to fuck. He took his time lubing up his cock. My hole was begging for dick by this time. But then it went in Balls deep on the first stroke and it took my breath away in a nice kind of way.

We fucked like that for several minutes, then he put me on my back. He slapped my bum hard and said “hold the legs up faggot!” The fucking went on, then Back in the bitch position. Then I think I passed out for a few seconds my clit was so wet and then Matt shot the biggest load ever into me. Now my pussy feels like it needs a dick in all the time!

Jeremy had an anal orgasm from the cunting, one “different from the ones from my clit” and the best one he’s ever experienced.

Meanwhile, Master Matt was proud of his latest cunting.

It felt like I shot one of my biggest loads of all time. Cunting a faggot is one off the best things.

It’s so amazing to me how straight Alphas like Master Matt can enjoy cunting a faggot so much. I think there is an element of pride involved for them, much the same way they feel pride when they impregnate a female. The pride stems from their ability to TRANSFORM another person with the power of their Alpha cocks. In the case of impregnating a female, he transforms her into an incubator for his progeny. And in the case of a faggot, cunting totally pulverizes the last aspects of masculinity out of the faggot and permanently changes it into his slave.

The ability to transform another human is pure POWER.

So now Master Matt owns two caged and cunted faggots! What an honor to his Apex Alphahood!

Rape is an electric word. It shocks the ears of everyone who hears it, regardless of context.

In the Hierarchical world, rape is often used to put a charge into conversations/situations involving rough sex. Alphas are the top of the food chain, so to speak, and their animal lusts are powerful and uncontrollable forces of nature. They cannot and should not be restrained by the expectations of lesser humans.

This is especially true of faggots. As a faggot that was raped at knifepoint, I can say that, in looking back, my Alpha rapist did me a favor in a way by reinforcing the truth of my existence. He burned it into my soul. Faggots need rough fucking to rattle their cages and refocus their attention on their true purpose: service and worship of Men. This level of rough fucking might be called rape by modern societal standards, but it is not really rape for the faggot. It is necessary adjustment.

On the FWA Discord server there was a lively conversation about the word “rape” and its use on social media among visible personalities in the Dom/sub scene (me included). An Apex Alpha known as DomJakewulf joined the fray and unleashed this magnificent thought-piece on the subject that absolutely needs to be read by all:

Still trying to wrap my head around the idea of “raping” an inferior or “rape-like” fucking.

Brutally hard, relentless use of an inferior’s holes is the absolute right of an Alpha, no doubt. Once consent is given, the inferior gives up any control of the intensity of how an Alpha uses him.

I would beat the shit out of any man who I learned fucked someone without consent. First, the world is too full of faggots to ever need to fuck anyone without consent. Second, a true Alpha has better integrity than to fuck someone without consent. Lesser men are the ones who take what they haven’t earned or who take outside their level on the hierarchy.

Rape is a very real crime with real victims. I’ve never met an inferior who was a victim of my fuck. Most walked (hobbled) away feeling better about themselves after the brutal, terrorizing fuck they endured.

Words have power. Alphas have power. Alphas don’t need to rape or fuck in a rape-like manner. An Alpha knows that a hard, brutal, relentless, unforgiving, testosterone-driven rager of a fuck is not rape–its just how we fuck.

Clean it up, boys. Don’t borrow a word with a very negative meaning to describe a positive a perfectly consensual experience between an Alpha and his inferiors.

First of all, BRAVO!

Secondly, his point of view here meticulously slices the line between consent and nonconsent so surgically that he should be awarded a doctorate. I love when intelligent Apex Alphas thunder righteous declarations like this! It is akin to Moses hearing God’s voice on Mount Sinai.

My viewpoint is this: faggots imply consent when they submit to an Alpha. Their consent is implied almost from their birth as a faggot, and certainly verified by an adult life lived as a faggot.

Submitting to an Alpha is the reality of offering yourself for his needs. You lay yourself out like a banquet table and invite him to eat from you until he is satisfied. In that situation, he takes whatever he wants because permission to do so is implied.

But submitting to an Alpha can also be like inviting a tornado to visit your home. You might have expectations of how you’d like that tornado to behave, but more than likely it’s going to level your house.

Every single faggot needs to remember what Master Jake wrote above. Understand what your submission implies, and then be ready for anything.

This is part of a continuing series chronicling the rise of Alpha Matt, a straight male and friend of Alpha Jin who slowly came to understand the wonders of faggot worship. Click here to read all of these posts in order!

I have recently written multiple times about my astonishment over the changes that have occurred in Master Matt since he began truly owning faggots. He has literally transformed into a new Alpha, an Apex Alpha.

But it’s more than that, really. He’s discovered the Protector Alpha within himself, this powerful persona that was buried beneath the male bravado and the abusive, careless fucking.

And with that change, he’s becoming more powerful as a COMPLETE MAN than he ever could’ve before. He senses it now, a destiny as a King and a lifetime of worship is now attainable. It’s like a great door has been opened up just for him, and the riches beyond it exist for his glory.

He took another step toward that destiny last night by taking the virginity of his second live-in faggot Jeremy.

Jeremy spent most of yesterday morning and afternoon with his fag brother Michael. Of primary importance was their waxing appointment. There, Jeremy was completely waxed baby-smooth. He marveled at how sexy he felt.

When they returned home, Jeremy was ordered into the bedroom to get ready. Jeremy got into his jock strap and then assumed the bitch position.

Soon Master Matt entered the room completely naked, giant dick rock hard, and a huge bottle of Gun Oil lube in his hand.

“Good boy,” said Master Matt as he wiped a healthy dollop of lube on the fag’s pussy. Then Master Matt began to finger Jeremy, one finger, then two. “It felt so right,” said Jeremy.

But Jeremy’s pussy wasn’t opening up no matter how Master Matt tried to manipulate it. Frustrated, Master Matt resorted to something he’s used to open up female pussy. He licked Jeremy’s pussy! He had never done that before!

Almost instantly, Jeremy’s pussy opened up like a flower with the gentle stimulation, almost begging for Master Matt’s cock.

So Master Matt obliged, slowly sliding into Jeremy until Jeremy could feel Master Matt’s full balls hitting his upturned taint.

Then with long, slow strokes Master Matt built up to a roaring climax. He pumped Jeremy’s pussy full of Alpha cum, breeding it thoroughly.

By this time Michael had slipped into the room to watch, so Master Matt then bred his other faggot as well.

As for Jeremy, Master Matt said this:

“It was one of the best virgin holes I have taken.”

That is a huge endorsement! Master Matt has deflowered quite a few females, and now a couple of faggots. For him to say that is an incredible statement!

Last night Master Matt allowed his newly-bred faggot sleep with him. Jeremy breathed in the scent of his Master while his pussy absorbed his Master’s cum into his body.

This morning Jeremy was overcome with bliss. “I was born for this!” he exclaimed multiple times. Such is the power of the cock and cum of an Apex Alpha like Master Matt!

But still, despite the radical change in Jeremy, I can’t help but think the greater change occurred in Master Matt. If he ever felt like a god before, he surely must feel it now.

He is learning important concepts like patience and tenderness through the ownership of faggots. He’s learning about how to care about more than just the next pussy or the next nut.

He’s an OWNER now! He literally owns other human beings who exist for his pleasure. As their god, he has the responsibility to train them and give them purpose.

He didn’t have that before, but he wasn’t ready.

He’s more than ready now!

This thread follows Jamie, a faggot who began service to a straight Alpha named Dino that has lasted 15 years and led to marriage. CLICK HERE for all posts in this thread in chronological order!

One of my favorite true accounts of 2021 (so far) came from the great Apex Alpha God Dino (of course) as he told the story of revealing the truth of faggot service to his Alpha son Chad. Bracingly honest and brutally raw, Master Dino could barely contain his glee in bragging about the new power of his blossoming Alpha son.

Alpha pride is so beautiful to witness as a faggot, especially when it’s expressed among other Alphas. They are absolutely a fraternity, a brotherhood. Imagine an immense table with Alphas seated together and enjoying fellowship; faggots like me sit at the children’s table, ignored and offered scraps from their feast. I am not welcome into their club unless I am of service. That’s the way it’s always been, and always should be. Now take that kind of Alpha pride and apply it to the connection of an Alpha father and his Alpha son! It’s even more powerful!

When a faggot starts serving a father and son Alpha pair, it can be especially challenging. Alpha fathers and sons are highly competitive – even more than Alpha brothers or friends – and this oneupmanship rapidly intensifies. Then mix in Master Dino’s overwhelming dominance and personality, and you can only imagine the difficulty level of service is dialed all the way up.

Fortunately, Jamie – Master Dino’s fag wife – is an exceptional faggot.

Jamie wrote to me to update his service to Masters Dino and Chad, and it is just as stunning as you might expect.

Hey sam. i mentioned wanting some of the merchandise you have for sale to Daddy and he gave me permission to do what he is too busy to do–which is to let you know how things are going. I’d much rather He bring you up to date as He is much better with, hell with EVERYTHING, than i. Lol Man, these last weeks–well i may be exhausted but there’s never been a happier faggot. i consider myself blessed to belong to Daddy, there’s never been a God/Master/Husband/Daddy who can top Him. Now, imagine having a teenage version of that Deity. It is nirvana. A lot of the time the two are like mischievous brothers. They play games, which can fuck my mouth or pussy the longest without cumming or who can cum more times in a day.

But it’s not all fun, Daddy is as amazing an instructor as He is an Alpha. Chad is definitely learning. They love being kings and i love being their slave. brother sam, I’m getting 5, 6, and more cum loads per day! (one day they pumped 19 loads into me. i’ve never been happier or felt more fulfilled.) Man, among other things i am so proud, so honored to be the cumhole of Master AND to be allowed to show Chad the kind of faggot He can possess in the future. After Daddy explained ‘cunting the fag’ to Him Chad gave me a ROUGH fucking night but he did it. Strange as it may sound, i have discovered some maternal feelings for Him. His future faggots will not only have to be all He needs but will have to get my approval. (The two Masters decreed that) 

Now, while all this is happening i must admit my housekeeping has suffered but thank goodness Daddy understands that while training His son it must be so. At least 6 hours or more is devoted to sex with one or both of these stallions each day. But as long as i cook, do laundry, and then return to my place at the feet of these God-like Men and of course remain their sexual slave, they are pleased. And so am i. No one could wipe the smile from my face if they tried. i’m getting SO much Alpha cum blasted into me daily that i might squish as i walk. Lol But–fuck, I feel ALIVE! The more Alpha cum inside me, the better i am for it.

i know Daddy will give you a much more interesting perspective when He has more time and I’ll show Him this before i send it. See ya later brother. faggot jamie 

Imagine that – 19 Alpha loads in one day! The power of even one Alpha load is incalculable, but 19 such loads is head-spinning!

But you can hear the complete bliss in Jamie’s exhausted words, can’t you? He’s working harder than he ever has before, but the work is so fulfilling and joyful that he is practically floating on air! It’s like when we work very hard on a project to the point of daily exhaustion, but at the end of it we feel no pain, just elation.

It’s also exciting to hear about a plan for Jamie to service all of Master Dino’s Alpha sons as they come of age! It’s almost like an in-house Alpha training camp!

I honestly cannot wait to hear from Master Dino. His pride must be incredibly electric right now!

This thread follows the thoughts and reflections of a 38-year-old Apex Alpha named Master Aresson as he sets out to rule the world. CLICK HERE to follow these posts in chronological order!

I honestly didn’t know what I was unleashing upon the world when I first wrote about Apex Alpha Master Aresson several months ago. Although he already had a wide network of faggots across Europe that he was breeding, he was still something of a shadowy, underworld figure.

Then I shone a bright, worshipful light on his Godhood, and the pussies of faggots around the world tightened in lust.

In addition, I encouraged him to look into the Twitter findom as a way to own more faggots. Wary at first, soon Master Aresson blew up the findom world with his unfiltered and direct personality and his peerless body. It was just another mountain to conquer, and conquer it he did!

But just because Master Aresson has shiny new faggot toys to play with online doesn’t mean he’s forgotten about or abandoned his primary function – the breeding of females and faggots.

After all, above all else, he is an Alpha King carrying the seeds of royal Alpha dynasties in the balls swinging between his legs. This is his primary function.

It’s also a lucrative one.

There is a heterosexual couple in Germany he met on Twitter who have hired Master Aresson to breed the wife. They’ve signed a contract for $25K once the pregnancy occurs.

The other day I received this text from Master Aresson:

I drive to Germany tomorrow to meet the couple. The want to assess muscle mass, height, size. They also said they want to see me fuck.

So he traveled to Germany, and then told me about his exam:

With the couple in Germany now. Turns out the cuck husband is a fertility doctor. That explains the tests. He has taken all my measurements. Had me on a treadmill and lifting weights. Had me cum in a cup. To analyse …

Still waiting. They want to see me fuck now. He said he had test subjects for me to use…

So they had 2 fags for me to fuck. Gave them quite a show… There was a large mirror and a little table. So I stood on the table like a podium. Undressing. Tossing the fags my socks and boxers so they could get used to my pheromones. Then I did my flexing routine. Watching myself with my cock rock hard. And I had the fags on their knees kissing my feet. From there the full program. Thorough worship of feet, balls, pits, muscles. Throatfucking. Cunting and breeding their pussies. Finished it off by pissing all over them…

The outcome from this demonstration?

They agreed. Paid my advance and I have to go back next week because the wife will be in the fertile window. Full payment when she is pregnant with a boy.

This is God-like power and confidence, the likes of which I’ve seen from just one other King: the legendary California Alpha.

In fact, I shared Master Aresson’s story with him, and California Alpha’s first reaction was to say, “He sounds like me!”

As for the momentousness of what he is preparing to do, the import was not lost on Master Aresson.

I thought about what you said last week. That my offspring is my legacy. You are right. I have the power between my legs to create an army of future alphas. I can “make” the cock that will fuck fags in the future. Nature tells us how it is done. The alpha male fucks the bitches and moves on.

I know all of this sounds impossible, but I assure you it isn’t. The rules of life we obey simply do not apply to Apex Alphas. They are above and beyond the simple comprehensions of little, inferior people.

And the daily offers and tributes they receive because of their perfection we will never know.

This is the extraordinary story of 17-year-old straight Alpha Kyle, son of a 51-year-old married Alpha named Sir Rob who is grooming his Alpha son to own and use faggots. CLICK HERE to read these posts in chronological order!

One of the greatest true stories ever told on this site involved Sir Rob, the Alpha father of my beloved Master Kyle. Sir Rob used this site to introduce his Alpha son to the idea of using faggots, and it literally changed Kyle’s entire life.

Before I could even finish the first story, Kyle became the owner and Master of three local faggots and was breeding them regularly.

Filled with his newfound Hierarchical power, Master Kyle looked at the hot wife of his next door neighbor and decided he wanted her, too. So in a dramatic cuckolding session, Master Kyle forced the neighbor husband into submission while breeding his wife.

But even that power wasn’t enough. Master Kyle decided he wanted to impregnate the wife and make his first child. So he began daily breedings of the wife in order to accomplish his ambitious goal before the couple moved away.

Then, most incredibly, the wife became pregnant with the progeny of this young Alpha stud!

The couple moved away months ago, but Master Kyle made sure to keep in touch in order to ensure that his child would be delivered safely.

AND NOW MASTER KYLE IS A FATHER!

Born a few days ago, Master Kyle became the father of a beautiful baby girl named Ophelia!

You just know that this young queen will be the twinkle in Master Kyle’s eye, and she will live a blessed life as the daughter of a true King!

I am so proud and overjoyed for Master Kyle and his father Sir Rob! They fulfilling one of their great commissions, to be fruitful and fill the Earth with superior children!

Hierarchy Is Truth!

This post concerns the ongoing saga of California Alpha, one of the earliest and greatest Alphas I’ve ever chronicled on this blog. If you need to catch up, CLICK HERE for every post about this glorious King!

After a long two years of promises and plans, I finally received the message I had eagerly awaited: legendary Apex California Alpha had closed on his massive tract of land outside Los Angeles planned to be transformed into his vision of a fag farm and Alpha resort! He now owns it all free and clear!

The property was once a winery, and contains many out buildings in addition to the main residence. This is perfect for California Alpha’s plan to house 20-30 faggots who will work on the farm and serve the various Alphas who will vacation there. Even before officially closing on the property, California Alpha had already begun the digging of what he intends to be a large underground dungeon (it’s been on pause during the rough winter).

Over the last two months California Alpha, his house faggot, and a couple of other faggots have been spending weekends staying on the property and working out their plans on location. Also, as noted in a previous post, California Alpha has been getting faggots and new Alphas trained at various locations around the United States in preparation for this huge, life-changing project. It’s so complex and sprawling that it can really only be described as a Hierarchical Neverland Ranch, or perhaps Graceland!

I don’t think there is any Alpha alive who is low-key altering the paradigm for Apex Alphahood as effectively as California Alpha! He is raising the bar all the way! But isn’t that what we would expect of a King?

And now he is building a literal Kingdom!

It has been one of the great honors of my life to have served as a publicity agent for such an astounding Hierarchical figure! It’s been an incredible five years!

This thread follows Jamie, a faggot who began service to a straight Alpha named Dino that has lasted 15 years and led to marriage. CLICK HERE for all posts in this thread in chronological order!

When I first met Jamie months ago, its Master, Dino, seemed like some sort of extreme abstract painting of an Alpha. At first I wasn’t sure if it was possible for an Alpha to exist in the way Jamie described him.

Then I met Master Dino. The meeting was like a tomato meeting a runaway freight train; I had no chance. His long, scorched-earth missives were pure Alpha rage and hunger. The intensity of Master Dino is so electrifying that it becomes scary and can almost induce panic attacks. Despite all of that, Master Dino is easily one of the top Alphas ever featured on this website. I receive at least one request per week about him. Faggots around the world are drawn like moths to flame to his blinding light.

We hadn’t spoken to each other much over the last several weeks (except for me begging him to be interviewed for the podcast), but Master Dino has returned with perhaps one of the most startling developments to ever be published here. As the title above indicates, it involves his Alpha son Chad!

Here’s what he wrote:

faggot, When I awoke today after last nights happenings it was with a raging hard on. Heh heh Fortunately for Me (and My own faggot) I was in such a good mood last night I allowed My hole to do one of its favorite things–it slept with My dick in its mouth so when I woke and looked down it was good to see My property with a mouthful of dick. it was awake before Me (which is a requirement when I allow it to sleep with Me) with its eyes turned upward and an innocent, almost pleading expression on its face. Fuck that really gets me going and little whore KNOWS it does. Fuck, I just rolled over and fucked that mouth HARD until I ROARED and fed it. I was in such a good mood I let it suckle Me, gave it the 1st big piss of the day and then let it get another load at its leasure, which of course was almost immediately. I feel so fucking good I wanna feed every faggot alive today! Ha!

Okay, how’s that for an attention-getting opening? I was immediately straining against my chastity cage thinking, “what’s going on?”

Little did I suspect …

But I digress, last night I was called to the police station. My son had been at the center of some chaos and had been hauled in. They didn’t officially arrest Him but had called Me to come down. When I arrived there was “Chad” (not His name), of course, pissed off, belligerently smoking a cigarette with skinned knuckles, among other things. He’d obviously been fighting.

The chief, visibly unhappy at being roused from bed, asked Me to step into his office. Chad hadn’t seen Me yet so I followed the cop. We are familiar with each other, to say the least, from My own days of teenage testosterone and My work.

Now My son (who only weeks ago had punched thru puberty) was in shit. The cop proceeded to tell Me that My son, who’s 15 and looks amazingly like Me, had apparently been fucking some 17 year old female cunt and somehow got the cunt’s mother in bed with them. So He’s doing what any true Man would do and fucking them. They all lost track of time I guess and the dad came home, saw what happening and went berserk. Somehow a neighbor got involved and Chad beat the fuck out of the guys. (I later learned that after he had the guys down He pumped His load in the girl and when cops arrived he was smoking a cigarette and sitting on the dad’s chest rubbing his dick across the terrified dudes mouth, threatening to piss on him. Lol).

Anyway the cop said after he spoke with the people and told them who they’d just been bulldozed by, they dropped any charges for My word Chad wouldn’t ever come around. Of course I said I’d ‘see what I could do’ about that but not confirming that I would. Then I was lead to My son who was cockily sitting in a holding area bloodied but unbowed, wearing jeans and one sock and smugly smoking while sitting beside a NO SMOKING sign, the little prick. (GRIN)

I took Him home with Me. On the way I did give Him a ‘dad’s speech about doing shit that gets cops involved’ and the “Christ, Your mom has to be dealt with” jazz. I looked at My unrepentant Son and realized its was time for the talk, the Alpha talk. I’ve always made sure that Chad knew that a true Man is an Alpha Man that was born to fuck and rule but tempered that for a growing child. (I’m NOT an idiot, that kind of teaching is required until young minds are ready) I also always made it clear without any obvious distinction that His seed was meant for any type of hole He chose to fill. My children know of jamie but think it’s my servant and companion. It was now time Chad learned what jamie really is. But first everyone needed rest so we slept.

After jamie’s worship service on Me today I sent him to make our breakfast and I woke Chad. “Get up ya fucking punk” I said smiling. He opened His eyes and grinned like He had just been crowned king. I rubbed His head, punched His arm and told Him to follow me. Just as we sat down jamie put our plates before us and Chad looked at My bitch and asked, “you not having anything?” To which it smiled and replied, “I already had a huge breakfast” and it left the room chuckling.

We talked of the drama and His attitude was exactly what I expected. He told Me the story and ended with telling Me He felt entitled to the attention from the breeder cunts and that the men got what they deserved for “trying to mess with My getting a nut.”

I already knew He felt about women the way I do and I asked about Him sitting on dude’s chest. He said the dude deserved the humiliation and laughed. I asked Him what He felt at that moment. He kinda of grinned and said the one truth that made My chest swell with pride, “Dad, I felt like a fucking God!” I said, “that excited You didn’t it?” He looked at Me half comprehendly, half puzzled. We ate quietly for a moment then He said that I’d always been a great dad that he could talk to about anything. I thanked Him and asked what he was really trying to say and reminded Him of what He’d just said about our relationship and he said, with a wicked yet shy grin, “I feel like I should’ve fucked the dude for interrupting groove”.

YES! That’s MY son! That’s all I needed to hear.

After breakfast I took Him back to the livingroom where He’d slept and we talked for hours. 1st about His feelings on men,women, and Alpha Men. He had just the right attitude. I then told Him the story of My life, actually I told Him that I was a true Alpha God and I had Him check out the thread on your website. He read everything that pertained to Me (and some that didn’t, trying to wrap His head around the Alpha/faggot world) and My cuntwife. He said nothing until He read it all.

He finished and said, “Damn dad!” He sat back, lit up and said, “You mean jamie is… Damn dad! Fuck!”

I smiled and said, “You got something to say Boy?”

“No, I mean yeah. I mean it’s fucking incredible. God damn dad, You are a fucking stud aren’t You? Fuck dad, I always knew My pop was more than most men but God damn, my head is spinning pop. Yeah, I got something to say, tell me where to get My own fag!”

I told Him we’d get Him moved in here and we’d figure everything out, to just calm down and He’d be pumping His load into something before the day was over.

Just then jamie came in with My coffee. Now, all thru the years I’d told jamie My plan to have this talk with Chad and after I knew His feelings I’d decide the next move so jamie was totally prepared when I said, “bitch, suck My dick.” I opened My robe and jamie got to it quickly. I closed My eyes and laid My head back, enjoying showing Chad how much My cunt adored Me. I made a decision as I looked at My son. In about 2 minutes I dumped My seed and pushed My cunt all the way down on My dick, pumping My load down its throat. As always the bitch stayed on My rod until My nuts were totally empty, suckling My now soft dick for the last precious drops of my load. “Oh God, thank You Daddy” jaime whispered into the room as it rubbed its cheek on My leg hair that it loves so much.

Chad, teasing His old man, said, “Damn dad, don’t ya got any more than that?” and laughed.

I told Him while He needed to be taught a lot I didn’t think He needed instructions on how to get a nut, that I only wanted to bust a load before I left to check in at work.

Then I stood up and said, “I’ll be gone about 4 hours. Son, in that time jamie is gonna give You what it gave Me that first night. Let’s see if You are Man enough for all that worship, see if You can hold Your load until You’ve been bathed from top to bottom like Your old man. And I left the room to dress.

Before I left I stuck My head in to see how things were progressing. Chad was lying naked, soaking up all the worship. jamie was only up to His ankles but already His dick was standing proud and drooling precum-just like His dad. Neither had noticed Me yet but when jamie saw Me it stopped for a second, darted up to slurp off the precum running down Chad’s shaft,then went back to the exact spot it had left and started the worship again. When My bitch lapped up that juice Chad had gasped and His dick jerked, threatening to explode. If jamie had even put the head in its mouth Chad would have busted but My faggot is a great faggot and knew just how much it could do without making Chad blow His load.

Chad opened His eyes after He gasped and grinned at Me and said, “Dad, oh fuck, thanks dad. God damn I feel like I’m gonna bust any second. Is this what you get on a regular?”

I said, “Every day of My life son IF that’s what I want that day.”

“Fuck dad, I don’t know if I can hold out until he makes it all the way up.”

“it, son. it, not he” I corrected Him.

Just then jamie slurped up the precum again and Chad said distractedly, “Yeah, uh, it. Sorry dad. I uh, oh fuck dad, what if I cum before…”

I said, “If You gotta cum before it finishes just make sure and feed it Your load to show it that You think it did a good job. But You really need to learn control because controlling Your body and Your world is a big lesson to learn. And Your future faggots and cunts will be grateful in ways You can’t even imagine right now–especially the faggots. See ya later Boy”.

As I left I could hear Him gasp again and say, “God damn, stop for a second faggot! Oh God damn I almost…:” I smiled as I closed the door and thought, ” That’s My good faggot wife. And that’s MY SON!”

I’m at the office now. I’ll let You know what’s happening later. I’ve made plans for years for this moment. This is gonna be a busy time. Poor faggot. jamie is gonna be tested for strength and endurance. Hahaha Fuck it’s great being an Alpha Male!

FUCK ALL YOU FAGGOTS MY SON WILL SOON BE ON THE LOOSE! hahaha

HOLY FUCK!

First of all, you can hear a shift in Master Dino’s “voice” in this entry because he’s talking about his heir, his most prized son Chad. There’s a softness in his words, a deep affection.

I have covered a couple of instances when Alpha fathers have taught their sons (both Alpha and faggot) the truth about Hierarchy and purpose. Maybe the most notable example was when Sir Rob taught his 17-year-old Alpha son Master Kyle about the use and ownership of faggots. Now Master Kyle owns three caged faggots in addition to the many females he dates and/or fucks.

But imagine being a 15-year-old Alpha like Master Chad and discovering this deeper truth about his heritage! How powerful he must’ve felt when he pumped his first load into his father’s faggot!

Alphas are lions. The father lion protects his children and teaches them by example. How to hunt, capture, and kill lesser animals. They feast together, rule together.

Master Dino has taught his young lion Master Chad about his Hierarchical inheritance. Master Chad has tasted blood, and loves it.

Master Chad is now standing on the ledge of a mountain, looking down on the vastness of his domain. It all belongs to him, just as it has for the generations of Alphas who’ve ruled before him.

Just as Nature intended! Hierarchy is Truth!

This is a concurrent thread highlighting Sir Rob, the 51-year-old Apex Alpha Father of 17-year-old Alpha Kyle. CLICK HERE to read all of the posts about this extraordinary Alpha in chronological order!

It’s been quite a long time since I’ve been able to feature Master Kyle’s Apex Alpha father Sir Rob. Why the delay? Because this greatest of Protector Alphas has been tirelessly battling COVID in his hospital (he’s a doctor, remember). He’s barely even had time to fuck his wife or his faggots over the last few months.

Despite his exhausting schedule, he has dropped me notes here and there, which humbles me considerably. I’m just some far-away faggot, yet he still gives me crumbs of attention. I cherish every one.

Today he sent me a shocking and heartbreaking story from his job that required him to make use of his powers of Alphahood to solve.

READ:

So I was working ER that day, maybe four or five days ago when at around 11pm an ambulance came in. It was a young man, in his 20s. He came in because he tried to kill himself; he slashed his arteries in both his arms. Luckily, his roomate found him before it was too late.

I took care of him and left to continue my work on other patients since he was asleep. I had already seen that boy. He came in with his “boyfriend” to get on PrEP, but I know that these two were Alpha and faggot. I got called to his room when he woke up. He was crying when I walked in. As usual I ask my questions, but with extra care this time. “What happened” “why did you do this” “Were you under the influence” all that stuff. He confessed to me that his man (alpha) left him for someone else, so it was no use for him to live anymore.

It really stuck with me. I just would like to say to every faggot that trying to take your life for an Alpha is not worth it. Suicide is never worth it. You’ll find another Alpha, better than the last one. Thanks for listening, I’ve been having this on my heart for a few days now.

Another life saved by my superhero Sir Rob!

It was really due to his insight as an Apex Alpha owner of faggots that Sir Rob could see deeper into the situation than the average Man, and counsel the faggot accordingly.

My heart swelled three or four times larger after reading his message. How could any faggot serve this Man and not fall completely in love with him? Imagine the aftercare he would provide after fucking you senseless.

I just think about that frightened faggot having this holy mountain of Manhood consoling him as only a great Protector Alpha can.

The greatest Protector Alpha!

Faggots are born to absorb all of the rage and fury boiling inside the heart of an Alpha.

We are created to the sexual punching bags of rutting Alphas, the cum holes of gods.

It fulfills our purpose every time an Alpha mounts and uses us this way.

This thread chronicles the rise of straight Apex Alpha James, a young, up-and-coming executive who has enslaved his first faggot (and co-worker) Trey. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!

Of the many true stories published on this site about straight Alphas claiming and using faggots, nothing has fired up my audience like the story of faggot Trey being claimed by an office Alpha named James. When I first started advising Trey, I didn’t know anything about Master James except what Trey had told me, but even from that I knew we were dealing with a very powerful young god.

Fortunately Master James was more than willing to lay claim to Trey and boldly use him as his office bitch. As my latest update from Trey showed, things have progressed rapidly to home worship and domestic service.

But this morning while exchanging messages with Trey I asked if it was possible for me to speak with Master James. Trey said he’d ask him about the possibility. I didn’t hold out much hope that he would ever write me given the oddity of the situation.

BUT MASTER JAMES WROTE TO ME! What followed was an intense two-hour email exchange with one of the most natural straight Alpha Kings I’ve ever encountered. He’s definitely an Apex Alpha in the making!

What follows are Master James’ answers to questions I asked of him. Buckle up!

I have ALWAYS known I am an alpha. I have always been a natural born leader. This is the reason that I could not allow fag trey to remain in that office and act as if he is my boss. It goes against the natural order of things.

I know that fag trey felt this way was well which is why it started to do my chores for me. I was testing it and it turned out I was completely correct about its needs.

As shocking as it may sound I have never owned faggots before. I am Straight and I have had experiences with women but it wasn’t until I took control of fag trey I realized just how much fags need an Alpha male in their lives. And once I started to push further and further I saw just how much fag trey was willing to do for me. This sent me down the rabbit hole on the internet of researching more and more about Masters and faggots. I did find your page and it provided good information as well.

I plan to make fag trey my property. I plan to own him completely and have him move into my house and obey all my commands.

trey is only allowed to lick my balls and sniff my cock right now. I’m a very demanding Master and I want it to learn that worshipping me and my body is a HUGE privilege. It is not to be taken lightly. As it progresses I will allow it to take my cock deep in its throat and also deep in its pussy. That will take time. And I believe the waiting will be worth it for the faggot in the end.

Funny you should mention chastity. I bought a 3D printed chastity cage. I am waiting on it in the mail right now. fag trey knows it will be locked up soon and not allowed to cum. Well it isn’t allowed to cum right now but locking it up will just make very sure.

That was his FIRST response.

As the experience Master James relates suggests, straight Alphas understand Hierarchy and faggots at a near-genetic level. Instinctively Master James looked at Trey and knew it was a faggot in hiding. Using his own power he forced Trey to accept its true role in life – as the personal faggot of a straight god.

I found it amazing how quickly Master James researched, accepted, and integrated this massive new concept into his already blessed and bountiful life! It was the missing piece to unlock deeper levels of true power!

Also fascinating: he’s 3D printing a unique chastity cage made just for his new piece of property! Utterly incredible!

But Master James was not done:

That is a good point, faggot.     I was always after pussy.    All the time.  With faggot trey I have realized that I can get even more out of owning a faggot.    That is not to say I don’t still get pussy when I want it…..   It’s just that I have discovered something new and am very interested in exploring it.   

Can you believe that this straight Apex Alpha GOD-MAN even exists?!?

Even more incredible: he’s managed to go even this far in his life without owning faggots when it’s clear he was BORN TO OWN THEM.

I praise Master James for his natural superiority and his grace in blessing inferiors with his power and Kingship!

And I commend my brother Trey for having the humility and bravery to submit to such awesome power! Being the first faggot to someone like Master James is a daunting challenge, and endlessly fulfilling!

HIERARCHY IS TRUTH!

You see this tree trunk cock? It belongs to Apex Alpha god @RyanDarkgrey.

Yes, it’s heavy and thick. It was built to penetrate and breed. Dominate.

When he shoves it in, it’s going to hurt. He doesn’t care.

Women are born to take it. Faggots are worn to worship it.

Serve! Join his OnlyFans and experience the true power of a dominant straight Alpha!

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There is a brand new superstar lighting up social media! @alphapeebs is a young Apex Alpha who has finally found his place as the benevolent god of devoted faggots!

He has a complicated past, but, like all great Alphas, he battled and overcame adversity to become a much more powerful Man. It’s been a privilege to serve this King from the very beginning of his reign!

We are negotiating to have him on the podcast! I hope it happens!

“You’re a bitch, I’ll get you pregnant!”

When you’re pounded like that by Apex Alpha @tommy_italiano and he starts squirting his seed past your second ring, you probably feel impregnated!

HierarchyIsTruth!

I want you to look at these two stunning pictures of @findomg0d. His real name is Lewis, but to faggots he is Sir or Master.

Unbelievable!

I can only imagine THAT APEX ALPHA stalking the halls of high school, females quivering and faggots sniffing his scent as he passed them by!

Here’s this actual God today:

Alphahood is something given to certain Men by the universe at birth. They remain Alpha forever. They age, mature, but never lose their power and potency!

Master Lewis is truly an incredible Apex Alpha. Serve him and come to discover this one-of-a-kind King!

Twitter: @findomg0d

OF: OnlyFans.com/find0mgod

If you look closely, you’ll see that this pounding by @amirpounding tore the faggot’s pussy and caused it to bleed.

Casualty of war.

When you see @AmirPounding he looks like a god.

Then he rams his cock in you. That’s when you realize he’s an avenging god. Merciless. Punishing.

Like any god, he teaches you obedience and humility through terrifying, hate-filled ruts.

You receive a blessing in your new cunt.

I talk a lot about Alphahood and the qualities that make up a real Man.

But a true Alpha isn’t just a genetically superior Man, just some object of worship. He’s the definition of Manhood in his heart and soul. He protects the weak and downtrodden. He battles the cruel and dangerous.

And he defends the truth.

In the video above is an Alpha named Matthew Cooke. In it he battles the “cruel and dangerous” with a simple weapon: THE TRUTH. His gaze never wavers, and the tone of his voice is level and clear. He is standing up for righteousness the way true Alphas do.

I made a shirt to celebrate these greatest of Alphas. These Apex Alphas among us.

I dearly wish he would wear it. He deserves it after that video of pure Alpha truth and courage!

These are the 2020 top performers on the JustFor.Fans platform.

Of course my King @phatrabbitkill2 was the APEX Alpha leader among everyone!

Listen to his graciousness in finally taking his title:

This thread follows the rise of Master Seb, a 17-year-old straight Alpha in France who has discovered the wonders of faggot service and worship. CLICK HERE for all posts in this thread in chronological order!

It had been a while since I’d heard from young Master Seb. It’s not surprising given his hot young Alphahood and all of the pussy (female and his owned faggots) that he constantly uses. Messages would go unanswered, and most of our recent “conversations” were variations of “hello.”

But he recently made time (in between fucking one of his girlfriends) to tell me about how he recently taught his Alpha friend Raoul about the use of faggots!

Maybe this shouldn’t be so shocking, really. After all, Master Seb introduced faggots to his Alpha father in spectacular fashion (CLICK HERE), and the two of them now maintain a separate apartment to house their owned faggots!

But honestly, what Master Seb did with Alpha Raoul is just as incredible. Here’s the story:

My Alpha friend Raoul has a girlfriend who doesn’t like to fuck. She’s got her period, a headache, she’s tired, she doesn’t feel like it… he complains a lot to me and I know he thinks men who fuck Men are all gay.

So I suggest why don’t you fuck a gay boy. They’re keen on getting a real man’s cock up their ass. He said that’s disgusting. I’m not into boys and I said I know a boy who Loves to take straight cocks, he would be surprised.

He says no way. I’m not gay. And I said I’m not gay either, but this boy is a good fuck and always willing … No headache, no period. He says no way.

A few days later he calls and complains about how horny he is. I say well you know I can help you. Give it a try.

I summon one of the faggots and within ten minutes he’s at my place. My friend pulls me aside and says he can’t do it and I tell the faggot to take off his clothes and present himself to my friend.

Then Raoul sees the cage. He says WTF??? I told him faggots aren’t allowed to cum, they must focus on pleasing their Master and Raoul was rock hard instantly. He literally raped the faggot, fucked him till he passed out.

He was like an animal. His girlfriend really should take care of him better.

I asked Master Seb if he thought Alpha Raoul had cunted the faggot.

He definitely did. I watched the faggots face while he got fucked. He looked like he was in a trance.

And then the faggot stuck the landing:

When Raoul was finished the faggot thanked him.

HOLY FUCK! I guarantee that Raoul had never been thanked for his rut and breeding before!

But it gets better!

Raoul is very excited about the faggots now. Well he was so excited that I said he could have the faggot. A couple of weeks later the faggot introduced a friend to Raoul. Since then he owns two.

The faggot he got from me already was in chastity . The new faggot is caged now too. I had the pleasure to try the new faggot. His pussy felt very nice.

Once Alphas get a taste of faggot ownership, they almost want nothing else. Even the straightest Alphas (like Master Raoul) love the overwhelming power of owning and breeding faggots.

It’s instinctive. Master Raoul saw that first faggot locked in chastity, and his dominance switch was instantly turned on. It’s like Alphas see chastity on a faggot and they stop viewing the faggot as being human. The faggot becomes a sex toy, a thing to use however they choose.

Master Raoul pouncing on that faggot and violently cunting it is such powerful evidence of the raging storm of aggression roiling in the balls and hearts of young, strong Alphas!

I cannot even express the deep respect I feel right now for this ancient brotherhood of Alphas! Master Seb is fulfilling his sacred duty to uphold Alphahood and support his brothers with these solemn Hierarchical truths!

Alphas teaching Alphas is one of the deepest commissions within the fraternity of Alphas. As a faggot, I am not allowed into this exclusive club except as prey.

But as a student of Hierarchy, I watch these events unfold from the outside with reverence and awe!

Thank you Master Seb for wielding this Alpha wisdom with a responsibility far beyond your years!

About a week ago I received an unexpected question from Master Matt. He wanted to know what I thought about his idea to release his faggot Michael from his chastity cage for a day.

I could see positive and negative ramifications from such a move. Of course, Michael is an excellent faggot and probably deserves such a gift from his Master. I also thought that it might highlight Master Matt’s benevolence and thoughtfulness (it’s there inside him beneath the tough exterior and the power ruts).

On the other hand, setting Michael free (even for just one day) might encourage further whining about the cage. And, of course, Master Matt and his faggot are close to Master Nick and his four faggots, and I worried about open rebellion if Master Matt made this move.

My response to this idea was the only sensible one: Michael is his faggot and he owns it, so whatever he wanted to do with it should not be questioned.

A week went by without an update, and I thought Master Matt had dropped the subject. Then yesterday I discovered that Master Matt had unlocked Michael two mornings ago and let him enjoy a day without his cage!

During his free day Michael spent some of it with his faggot brother Alex. The two made out for part of their time, and Michael got a tiny erection from the session. Michael also thoroughly waxed his clit and balls for what he knew was coming at the end of the day: the recaging of his clit.

At the end of the day Master Matt returned home to find his faggot there waiting. Master Matt performed the task of putting the cage back on his faggot (which he loves to do, surprisingly) and told Michael he was a good faggot. Then he mounted Michael and deeply bred his faggot’s pussy, reasserting his ownership once more.

Meanwhile, over at Master Nick’s house, Alex was telling Master Nick about Michael’s day of freedom. It’s not an exaggeration to say that Master Nick was furious over Master Matt’s decision.

Alex asked if he could be uncaged. “No,” responded Master Nick flatly, “only over my cold, dead body.”

Despite the controversial move, it seems like Master Matt made the right decision with his faggot. Said Master Matt: “I think it has helped us grow closer together.” (Excuse me while my heart melts)

But listen to what Michael said afterward:

I asked Matt if I could have my cage back on. It did not feel right to be out of the cage. I wanted my cage back on. This is the way things are meant to be.

TRANSFORMATION!

We will probably not see Master Nick bend on his strict chastity policy, but Master Matt’s benevolent action in this case yielded peaceable fruit. Most importantly, it gave Michael a new perspective on the value and importance of his cage.

It’s not just words anymore, not theoretical. It’s life experience.

Faggots should be caged and do not deserve to use their skin flaps like a cock. Cocks are for Men.

Michael knows that now in a way that is deeply personal to him!

Look at this King in all of his glory!

Straight Alphas like @sirolliemoore fear nothing and have nothing to hide. They have an easy confidence that provokes instant subspace in the faggots near them.

Imagine being owned by this Supreme Being or being his house faggot!

Look at this faggot. Cock in its mouth, balls on its nose. It’s overwhelmed by the taste and scent of the Man using it.

This is what the true worship of a Man looks like.

It doesn’t matter if you are straight or gay. If you want to feel like a god, own a faggot and have it serve you this way.

You will then understand the true power of your cock and balls, power Nature gave you from the beginning. You will see other males descend into subspace and follow your commands because of the power of your cock and balls.

Because you are a Man.

There are Men who don’t work, their entire lives funded by legions of faggots. There are Men who never have to clean or cook or tend to the menial chores of life because they own faggots who serve them. There are Men who never need to look for pussy because they have faggots they fuck at will. There are Men who don’t even need to leave their bed to piss because they own faggots that will drain every drop directly from their dick.

All of this happens because a Man has a cock and balls, and the will to dominate.

It’s good to be a Man.

hey there Fag / Sam I don’t know how to address you but ya my name is nick I’m 42 i’ve been an alpha for years now like 5 years I have 3 fags locked up and 4 who serve me every month but recently I’ve meet a guy fucking godly we started dating and he’s an apex alpha for real we clicked really well and I’ve been submitting to him I know I’m an alpha too but deep down there’s a fag in me that wants to be used by this guy 
he wants to collar and lock  me I don’t wanna say no but I feel like it’s making me just like my own fags and I’m gonna lose control over them 
Mum stuck don’t know what to do should I stop being an alpha ( I really enjoy it and love my fags) should I stop serving him 
got any ideas? 

Sir, thanks for writing to me!
 
I have heard of Alpha couples (where both Men are Alpha) and share faggots together. Is there any way that can happen here? Or is your Apex Alpha refusing to allow you that? 
 
Ultimately I find it highly unlikely that you could go from a lifetime of Alphahood to being a faggot at age 42, Sir. You might be star-struck by this Apex Alpha (they are stunning) and that has you discombobulated. In other words, this infatuation might be temporary. I wouldn’t rush into any wholesale changes yet, Sir.

Have a question? CLICK HERE to ask!

My post about Ahmed was heartbreaking for me. There’s always this desperation I feel hanging over me when dealing with overwhelming issues like this.

That’s why I love when Protector Alphas like Master Mark (an Alpha I’ve come to know on Snapchat) step in with words of support:

My heart broke reading about Ahmed. If there is anything we can do to get him out of there I want to help. Money, helping arrange refugee/asylum status in a safe country, whatever it may be. No one should ever have to go through that ordeal. I use faggots and I love feminine ones the best, but I would never ever hurt them. Fuck these so-called ‘men’. They are cowards and cunts and if I ever meet one they better hope there’s a hospital nearby.

It’s impossible to not love Alphas like Master Mark. Simply put, Men like him are the greatest Men to walk the Earth. They are the reason we faggots are inclined to serve and worship in the first place!

Thank you Master Mark and all other Protector Alphas around the world!

This thread follows the incredible life of 26-year-old Apex Alpha Marco. CLICK HERE for all of the posts in this thread in chronological order!

Since I last wrote about Apex Alpha Marco, the great god of Boston, he has been enjoying the worship and tributes from the faggots on Twitter. I was almost beginning to worry that new new findom life might supersede his life of using faggots for their more natural purpose: satisfying the sexual needs of Men.

Turns out my fears were unfounded – he still on the prowl for fresh meat.

He told me this story yesterday.

I’m visiting my parents for the week. They have a gym in their neighborhood. I went (to the gym) super late at night so that I’d be alone.

About halfway through a guy came in and just got on the treadmill. I could see him watching me throughout the rest of my workout. But I didn’t think anything of it. When I was done I went to the bathroom before driving back to my parents. While I was in the bathroom he came in.

“Sorry. I don’t mean to bother you but si just wanted to say you’re very attractive.”

I told him thanks. And I noticed him look at my crotch. “Do you want to see it?” I asked.

“Please, sir.”

I told him to get on his knees and beg for it again. So then I whipped my dick out and I skull fucked him until I shot my load down his throat.

He thanked me numerous times.

This perfectly describes the everyday life of an Apex Alpha like Master Marco. By just their very existence they can conjure service and worship at will.

His attitude while telling me this story was one of nonchalance. “The fag is a one and done,” he said casually about the human slave he just used as a cumrag. This is an everyday thing for him.

Go to his Twitter and thank him with praise and riches! It’s @BosAlphaMarco!

And faggots: meditate on how this faggot approached and served this god! This can be you with a bit of courage and discretion!

This is a thread following an extraordinary 21-year-old straight Alpha named Eric and the enslavement of his friend Nick. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!

This is part three of a three-part series of articles.

After my excited email of rejoicing over Alpha Eric’s face-fucking of his (former) friend Nick, I wondered what he would think about my encouragement to fuck his new faggot. Fortunately my answer (sort of ) arrived the next day:

I think I can be okay with this. 

What about the situation with his girl?  I do think he cares for her.  If I fuck him there’s no way he’ll be able to fuck her again.  I know that sounds insane and like I’m full of myself but it’s true.  My girl once told me that she’d never be able to cheat because she feels like she got put through a cross-fit session 3/4ths of the time. 

I’ve seen her faggot brother even look a little afraid.  As I mentioned, he broke it off with his boyfriend because he was trying to be the top when he cheated with me.  Sometimes I laugh until I snort when I imagine him trying to penetrate anything.

Alpha Eric was worried about Nick’s relationship with his girlfriend?? I was apoplectic. I couldn’t type a response fast enough:

Master,

None of that surprises or shocks me. Alphas like you are typically incredible fucks that totally destroy females and faggots forever. They are the unforgettable ones, the Men who own us forever.

I can’t believe you are concerned about his relationship with his girlfriend. I guess it’s a testament to your inherent goodness, Master. Here’s the thing you’re overlooking: his relationship is a sham. He’s misleading her every time he pretends to be a Man.

She’s heading for a fall, eventually. It might as well be now before they get married and have kids and then it explodes. I’ve seen these situations firsthand, and they are often sad. So many needless lies and regrets.
Better that you take ownership of Nick and breed him, Master. Not only will you increase in power Hierarchically, but you will give Nate the opportunity to experience the freedom of fulfillment.

So feel no regret. You are performing your duty as a King in our world, Master. Follow your instincts and you’ll know what to do.
Yours,
sam the faggot

I meant every word of that email. It is offensive that Nick has been lying to this girl with his embarrassing masquerade of Manhood. And don’t get me wrong – I was guilty of the very same thing until a powerful Alpha forced me to accept the truth. Therefore, I know what is right in natural Hierarchy, and what Men need to do about these kinds of situations.

Alpha Eric needed to fuck away all of the lies and deception.

The next day Alpha Eric gave me his answer: “I’m going to fuck him later today.”

To add more encouragement, I wrote this to him:

Master,
Thank you for taking up this Kingly duty! As the Protector Alpha you are, it is your Hierarchical duty to correct errors like this. 

Alphas should be the leaders they were born to be.
Faggots should be the cock slaves they were born to be.

You remember the scenario I laid out, right? I really think you need to get in his head and force him to understand his proper place, Master. He was born to worship Alphas like you. Make him kiss your feet and tell you “Thank you, Sir.”

For inspiration, watch this: https://fagsworshipalphas.com/im-a-faggot-daddy/. You might want to tell him to be cleaned out when he arrives.
You are going to restore order, Master. 

I’ve never been prouder of an Alpha than I am today of you, Master!

Later that night, I received this email from Alpha Eric confirming that he had, indeed, restored order in the Hierarchy:

This took a little longer but I’m amazed how early in the day it still is. I told my little brother and nephew I’d take them turkey hunting this morning. They like to learn from the best. We didn’t get shit tho.

Afterward we split. I had my brother drive my nephew back to our older brother’s house.  I went straight to Nick’s.  I was already amped up from stalking one of the hardest birds to sneak up on.

I don’t remember everything I said. But I know told him that he was first going to suck my dick then I was going to fuck him.  I thought he would resist more.  He didn’t say anything and got down on his knees.  I was already hard.  I made him suck and lick my balls first.  He was slow at first but started getting a little hungrier.  I made him look up at me.  When I was finished pushing his head down and making him gag and puke a little I made him do it himself while looking up at me.  There was so much spit it even had my balls soaked.  He held his head there on his own effort looking up, neck flexing from gagging, spit going out the sides of his mouth.  He didn’t break until I told him to.  His neck and throat are going to hurt like hell.

Then came the fun part.  He started resisting a little.  I reached my hand down the back of his shorts and started grazing his ass crack with my fingers.  It was a pitiful sight.  I asked him if he had any lubricant.  He had Vaseline.  I told him to go get it.  But I got him totally naked first so he wouldn’t try to escape. 

I made him go doggy.  I wouldn’t dignify that with missionary.  I thought I was pretty gentle going in.  I guess the thought of it was scary enough to him.  Sometimes I wouldn’t have anything but the head in and he’d be crying out.  I finally broke through the worst part.  I made him back his ass up on the rest of it.  All. The. Way. Down.  To my balls. 

His skin jiggled.  Thighs clapped.  It was like an earthquake.  I pushed him down flat and laid on top of him.  Put my forearm around his neck.  It was brutal.  For him.  He’d lay limp but I’d make him squirm just for my amusement.  I’d use my other hand to slap at his face if I didn’t think he was trying hard enough to get away.  All his might and he was just stuck there shaking. 

I cum so hard it hurt my cock.  I had him bear hugged when I cum so tight it’s a wonder I didn’t crush his ribs.  He got in the fetal position when I got off him and I saw his own little pool of jizz on the comforter. 

I washed my dick. Used the bathroom.  Put my hunting clothes back on.  We didn’t say a word before I went out the door. 

Since then I’ve been home.  The girlfriend’s got something slow cooking.  I did some target practice with a bow with my nephew to help him get his skills up.  He finally got some good shots in.  I gave him his kudos.  I have thought a little about what happened.  The girlfriend thinks I seem really relaxed.  I worried maybe I went too far.  

He no shit texted me and thanked me.  He was a little funny about how much he was hurting.  I did message back and ask him if he was okay – I mean, I don’t want him calling the cops on me and my DNA is probably all over his taint by now.  But he used the phrase that he was at peace.  I don’t know what to make of that.  I hope he’s not suicidal or anything.  I mean, despite everything, I wouldn’t want him to hurt himself.

Anyway, that’s that.  I’ll see how it goes from here. 

I just want to highlight these two thoughts from Nick after being rutted by an Alpha God for the first time:

“He thanked me” and he said “he was at peace.”

This is what an Alpha does for a faggot when he uses it aggressively, almost violently, and breeds it deeply. An Alpha’s rut obliterates any false pretenses of Manhood and forces the faggot to embrace its truth. Its purpose.

What Alpha Eric did to his former friend Nick is the same thing Alphas have done to subjugate faggots since the beginning of time. It is the ultimate power one Man has over other, lesser males.

So now Alpha Eric has completed the transformation of his friend through the power of his cock and the force of his rut. He has given permission to Nick to be the thing nature intended him to be all along.

And by breeding Nick’s pussy, Alpha Eric has taken ownership of his former friend!

Hierarchy Is Truth!

I don’t know where Master Emre (@MasterEmre) lives (sounds Middle Eastern to me), but the language barrier is meaningless.

He speaks the pure language of Hierarchy.

He has a new OnlyFans: OnlyFans.com/master_emre

This thread follows the incredible life of 26-year-old Apex Alpha Marco. CLICK HERE for all of the posts in this thread in chronological order!

Two days ago I received this message on Kik messenger:

Hey.

My fag messaged me and suggested I try and get you to write about us on your blog. I’ve read through it. I didn’t realize how big of a thing this was. I thought it was pretty uncommon tbh. But I guess it’s not.

But anyways. My fag mentioned he wants to see if you’d write about me. He thinks people should know about me.

He’s been good. So I thought I would try.

I always think it’s a good sign when a faggot pushes its Master to contact me (and then he does) for two reasons:

1. The faggot thinks so highly of its Master that it wants the world to know about him.

2. The faggot is allowed to have open, frank communication with its Master, indicating a quality Alpha.

But “quality Alpha” barely describes Apex Alpha Marco, the Apex Alpha I’ve come to know over the last few days.

Master Marco is a 26-year-old straight Alpha in Boston, Massachusetts. He’s been fucking faggots for about 10 years, but the casual, convenient fucks of the past have more recently morphed into full-blown Ownership of a married domestic faggot and a personal faggot named John (the fag who encouraged him to contact me).

I asked Master Marco to describe his first experience using a faggot in high school:

Some fag catfished me (before we knew what being catfished was).

He stole my number from his friend. Pretended he was a girl at my school (huge school with thousands of kids).

He told me to meet him at the theatre to make out. When I saw it was a guy. I started to walk away. He offered to suck me off. I was so horny I didn’t care. So then for a while I’d meet him and have me suck him off whenever I needed it. I was 16 years old.

That faggot serviced Master Marco through high school, but college saw him branch out more:

I had a few in college. But that was more because I thought it was ironic.

I ended up being a cheerleader. And guys always did that BS of making fun of us male cheerleaders.

You know that type of stuff. But what most of them didn’t know is I was fucking our basketball captain and soccer captain and baseball captain.

Like the three most popular guys on campus were getting on their knees and begging for my dick.

Nice! College was also where Master Marco first tried fucking fag pussy.

I want to say it was the baseball captain. It was either him or the soccer captain. I can’t remember.

But it was right after a big basketball game. We had been cheering for hours. I was disgusting from tumbling and throwing girls all day.

I went to the locker room and changed out if my uniform got in the ice bath. The basketball team was across the way and their captain was trying not to eye me down.

The other guy had come into the locker room to shoot the shit after the game. I stayed after the basketball players and fell asleep in the ice bath.

I woke up and it was just me and the baseball captain. I remember now. He was studying athletic training and said he’d lock up after me.

He came up behind me and started massaging my shoulders and my arms. He knew I had gotten hurt earlier that year and “wanted to make sure I was okay”.

I think this was my first time truly being worshipped and not just getting head.

He ended up coaxing me out of the ice bath and laid me on one of the tables to give me a massage. I fell asleep again.

I woke up to his mouth in my dick. He wasn’t my favorite at blowjobs. But he did the job. He covered my eyes with a towel and told me he wanted me to relax and focus on getting off. I wasn’t going to argue with that.

Before I knew it he was sitting on me and I could feel him sliding down my dick. Hearing this buff guy moan like a bitch as he tried to take my dick turned me on so hard that I fucked him until he cried. Then I made him wash off my body in the shower.

I saw him that night at the bar with his girlfriend and couldn’t stop laughing knowing I made him my bitch.

Since leaving college Master Marco has largely stuck to using faggots due to their convenience and complete servitude.

I didn’t really date anyone. I was too busy with school and being an athlete. Which is why I used those guys. But tbh. Now that I’m out of school. i don’t really date either. I’m much more interested in having guys do things for me than dating anyone.

Girls all want to get married and have kids and honestly. I could care less about that stuff right now. How could I not. I go to my job. Come home to one fag at my door ready to cook and clean and the other soon after to worship me.

But this year the pandemic changed everything about Master Marco’s mindset regarding his use of faggots.

When I first moved to Boston was after this whole pandemic hit the fan and fucked everything up. And all the girls on the dating apps weren’t doing the whole hookup thing without it being serious.

I knew that gay guys didn’t care. So I downloaded Grindr. Boom. He (John) came over and sucked me off. And then I couldn’t get him to leave me alone. The rest is history.

Master Marco owns two faggots; John, a cute Italian twink faggot used solely for sexual relief and worship, and “faggot” (Master Marco says he doesn’t know its name) a married slave that handles domestic chores only like cleaning and cooking, shopping, etc.

Neither faggot lives with Master Marco, but both come on command when he needs something. When I asked him if he had plans to expand his ownership of these faggots or add more to his stable, Master Marco said:

Maybe in the future. But for now. This is perfect. Especially in the pandemic. Sex whenever I want and turn down service to boot.

I wish I knew about this sooner. Grad school would’ve been way easier if I knew It could’ve been this easy.

Indeed!

That’s the funny thing about Men, particularly straight Men, when it comes to using faggots: they’re always underestimating the faggot need to serve. They always think there are limits to what they can do with faggots, when literally there are no limits.

But ownership of faggots this year has really deepened Master Marco’s understanding of his own Alphahood and Hierarchy in general.

Tbh. The whole Alpha fag thing started with one of my current ones. I always thought calling people fags was rude. And my parents raised me to be humble. So the whole alpha male thing was always weird to me.

But gay guys have always flocked to me. I was an athlete in high school. I played football. Basketball. Ran track and all that. I’ve always been taller and more attractive than other guys. But never really cared because I thought it would make me an asshole.

But with my main fag. He’s really taught me a lot about all of this.

He’s read a few of your stories with me and made me realize that I’m an alpha and that he’s a fag. And I’ve been missing out on being worshipped for years.

I didn’t truly believe it until I met my second fag. He literally threw himself at my feet and basically begged me to use him.

But I see now that Hierarchy is real.

As is typical with Apex Alphas, Master Marco’s appetite for domination is insatiable. So to that end he’s decided to begin owning faggots online to satisfy his need for worship.

Master Marco is joining findom Twitter to allow faggots to serve him from around the world.

His Twitter account is:

@BosAlphaMarco

I’m sure you’ll be hearing much more about Master Marco here on the site. In fact, we’re already discussing interview possibilities on the podcast, potentially featuring his faggot as well! So stay tuned!

In the meantime, kneel and submit to your new GOD:

This thread follows the thoughts and reflections of a 38-year-old Apex Alpha named Master Aresson as he sets out to rule the world. CLICK HERE to follow these posts in chronological order!

Over the years of breeding faggots, Master Daniel has picked up several skills. One of the most important skills he’s acquired is the ability to cunt a faggot.

The first time he accidentally cunted a faggot during one of his power ruts, he was surprised. “I was shocked because I did not understand the process back then. I didn’t do it right or for the right reason,” he admitted.

Since then Master Daniel has not only mastered the art of cunting, but he understands the processing of a cunting.

I think there are stages. Resetting, reprogramming, restarting & subordination.

Fags are confused by society. They are conflicted by what society tells them about equality, masculinity, gender roles, love, etc. All this versus their natural belief in hierarchy. It’s a state of mental struggle.

First all these false beliefs need to be reset. This is done by rutting them. Fucking deep is like reformatting their hard disk. Making it ready for new information.

Let me just stop here. I fucking LOVE this idea of reformatting a faggot through the use of rutting. It’s basically an Alpha thoroughly destroying the false image the faggot has about itself, the fake persona the world forces it to adopt.

Rutting obliterates that false front and allows the faggot to accept the truth of its existence.

Then it can be reprogrammed. The information is “downloaded” (so to speak) through the alpha’s seed. It has to be planted deep past the second sphincter to enter the bloodstream.

Now the fag will “awake”. Understanding its natural place. All the conflict will suddenly be released. It is a very emotional moment for the fag. On top it has just undergone a reshaping of its hole.

We see different reactions here. Paralysis, shaking, crying.
The alpha needs to hold the fag to his chest. Feeling the strength, steady heartbeat and inhaling the musk of the alpha will stabilize the fag.

To be honest, I’ve talked to very experienced Alphas and faggots about cunting, and none of them defined the emotional toll and remedy better than Master Daniel does right here.

But then he went on to describe the profound post-cunting changes in the faggot:

In most cases in my experience fags now become very submissive. They want to show their master respect. Often they subordinate by falling to their knees, kissing master’s feet or asking to be showered in piss. The alpha should grant the wishes as it will help the fag to imprint on its master.

Then Master Daniel closes his thoughts on cunting with this beautiful message:

Cunting is a gift of the alpha to the fag. Cunting releases it from the boundaries of society, gives it purpose and security.

BRAVO!

Many faggots have been cunted by the skilled Alpha cock of Master Daniel. They’ve been held by his strong arms while they convulsed in ecstasy.

They’ve been set free to be what nature meant them to be.

Men like Master Daniel are born with this very special power to completely transform other males into pure faggots. Think about that ability! Before cunting it was an ordinary male, but after cunting it is a brand new creation!

Only Men have the power to do that! Men like Master Daniel:

Imagine being cunted by Master Daniel above!

Faggots everywhere, thank your Alphas and worship them daily! Between their legs lies the key to your freedom and purpose!

And Alphas, use your power as a Man to unlock your faggots and enslave them for life!

This thread follows the thoughts and reflections of a 38-year-old Apex Alpha named Master Aresson as he sets out to rule the world. CLICK HERE to follow these posts in chronological order!

During the incredible run of this website I have been truly blessed to meet and get to know some of the greatest Apex Alphas on the planet. It overwhelms me sometimes. For a faggot, it’s as close to knowing God as I can ever hope.

Even with all of that treasured experience, I’ve never encountered an Apex Alpha like Master Daniel.

Out of nowhere Master Daniel sent me this picture:

Those are his size 13 feet. Then he said this:

Fags love big feet. I enjoy foot worship especially. I always select footfags. Licking my feet first is a must before any other part of my body may be worshipped. It’s a sign of respect!

Good introduction!

It quickly became obvious that Master Daniel understood his power over faggots as something genetic.

And I also think the smell of my feet primes the fags mind for further use. It’s like pheromones I’m sure. Gymfags can’t get enough of my sweat. I don’t own perfume or deodorant. My natural musk is much more masculine.

I discovered that Master Daniel is a 38-year-old Apex Alpha and bodybuilder from Belgium. He owns faggots all around Europe where he travels extensively for his business as well as his escorting services for wealthy fags.

Master Daniel was 14 years old when he used his first faggot.

I had fucked girls before. For I think a year. I was mature very early (at least my body). But I wasn’t satisfied with the girls. Constant complaining that I was too big or not careful enough … blah blah. Also… I remember I wanted to try anal because my buddies talked about it, they had seen porn… you know how it goes.

So back then our neighbours in Germany had kids same age as me. 2 girls and a boy. And I had already played with the elder girl, but she also refused to be fucked up the ass. So the brother who was older but small and shy must have overheard us because he snuck a note in the pocket of my pants. Just saying: “you can fuck my ass”

I was reluctant, I thought it was gay, but since he almost looked like a girl anyway I figured I’d try. Looking back he must have had experience. Because when I went to his room at some later time we had agreed on he was fully ready. I mean naked. Clean. Bitch position. Ass up. The whole thing. I fucked him. Dumped my load in him. And left. But it was fantastic. I remember how tight he felt. And no complaining. No asking for slower or careful. Just ass up face down and silent.

I fucked him about 10 times. Same procedure every time. But it was in the summer when we moved to Belgium. But it got me hooked on fagpussy over women pussies.

Even after 24 years of breeding faggots, Master Daniel still fucks plenty of females.

However I do regularly fuck females, The goal here being to impregnate them. As an alpha I must ensure that I procreate. A fag’s biggest fault is that they cannot carry alpha offspring.

TRUE!

Breeding is fundamental, and Master Daniel seems to grasp its importance Hierarchically. “I MUST pass on my superior gene set,” he insisted.

Again and again during our week-long conversation Master Daniel would disappear for long sessions of breeding. Then he would return with pictures of his latest triumph:

When I asked Master Daniel about this conquest, he said:

It was a gymfag that I picked up some weeks ago. I gave it my number back then. Suddenly now I got a message of it asking if I was available for worship.

But long story short I could see the mental confusion immediately. When it was licking my biceps it was comparing it to its own. When it was sucking me there was this confused look in its eyes, as if it felt it should not suck dick…

The confusion is due to the stigma of society. Well I think it was half way to understanding what it was so…. I helped it along.

It was reluctant to get fucked. So I started easy (Which is hard for me 😂). But well… let us say… it ended with almost an hour of full on plowing of its hole. Jackhammering without Mercy because I had to be sure to erase all those false beliefs.

See how Master Daniel views his ownership and breeding of faggots to be a teaching method, a way to assert Hierarchical order?

Master Daniel’s power is essentially limitless. He has been on a week-long trip through Spain for business, and he has faggots scheduled for breeding every day.

Spanish fags are very very submissive and have tight pussies. I always enjoy Spain. So have planned already a fag a day. But that’s not enough but I will pick up enough during the day. My balls are extra full already just thinking of it.

I have what I would call regulars. They may get fucked by others. They crave cock like every fag and I can’t leave the without for month.

But when I text them they have to be ready whenever I command. And they never fail to be ready. Clean shaved and on the floor.

Well it’s gonna be a fuck and cunt marathon, guaranteed. My current personal best is set at 27 loads in a day. I’ve been working to top (pun) that! It was an achievement worthy of a god.

The aggression of Master Daniel is boundless. I’ll relate this story that happened while we were texting during a recent gym session.

He was complaining about another Alpha in the gym at the time.

Ah. There is another alpha here. It’s clear he is. Still I feel this urge to fuck him.

I think I should first put him in his place as a sub alpha. He is nowhere as strong as me. I think it’s nature that wants me to correct the hierarchy. Also with covid I have gotten too little pussy. I want to stick my cock in everything that moves.

I asked him why he was so agitated by this Alpha.

It offends me that someone is in the room that could be seen as an possible equal to me. I am the king. He must submit.

No he doesn’t. I expect inferior alphas to look down when I am in their presence. Gotta go. I’m gonna take him to the toilet to teach him.

Then Master Daniel disappeared for quite a while. Finally, he returned.

That’s sorted. He is not going to be disrespectful ever again. Took him to the restrooms. Punched him in the gut so he fel to his knees. Pissed over him. Made him watch me jerk my cock, forced my cock in his throat and made him swallow my load. This will teach him and the taste of superior cum will put him in his place.

All hail the me the KING!

When I objected, he replied:

I cannot accept insubordination. What do you think how alphas determine their ranks? It’s nature. Just two males fighting for the place as leader of the pack 🤷‍♂️

Is that story real? I don’t know, but I kinda hope so!

Master Daniel has promised to come onto the podcast once he returns from his trip. I’m trembling already.

Speaking of the podcast, I read a quote from Master Daniel on it the other day about cunting. He had some very specific things to say about cunting and Hierarchy that I will craft into another post.

Hopefully you are enthralled by this literal human god as much as I am! Now kneel and kiss his godly feet!

This is the extraordinary story of 17-year-old straight Alpha Kyle, son of a 51-year-old married Alpha named Sir Rob who is grooming his Alpha son to own and use faggots. CLICK HERE to read these posts in chronological order!

One of the more impressive aspects of Master Kyle’s makeup is his deep sense of personal responsibility. It’s why I labeled him an Apex Alpha almost immediately. It simply radiates from him.

That quality really became evident during the recent incident I chronicled involving Master Kyle preventing a young girl from being raped in an alley.

He took care of her that night. He kept seeing her when he could, taking her out and getting to know her. He resisted his own breeding instincts with her out of respect for her traumatic experience.

But yesterday, he decided that this girl was becoming someone very special to him. So he did the noble thing and broke up with his current girlfriend so he could devote all of his time to this new girl, Amber, and his three faggots.

The girlfriend was heartbroken and cried, of course, and Master Kyle Did what he could to console her. In a total Alpha move, he offered to keep fucking her. It remains to be seen if she takes him up on the offer. She will.

But don’t worry – Master Kyle isn’t giving up on his faggots. “They will always be mine,” he said confidently. He currently breeds each one once a week.

Then, at the end of the conversation, Master Kyle told me another bombshell:

The neighbor he purposely impregnated earlier this year called to tell him she’s having TWINS! One boy and one girl!

She’s seven months pregnant, so January 2021 will see the birth of Apex Alpha twins!

I was so amazed and overcome by the power of Master Kyle in the moment that I blurted out (like a nasty faggot) how much I want to taste his seed and that he should mail me a tube of it.

He didn’t exactly reject the idea!

So maybe next year I’ll be carrying Master Kyle’s baby too!

There is no Alpha who understands how to properly control and use faggots better than @Goycochea25M. The depths of submission he achieves in his slaves is stunning.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY MASTER!

Here’s one for you Sam. I’m a bisexual 27 year old Alpha – handsome, very, very muscular (training since I was a teen), blessed with a big manhood and I know how to use it, and my tongue. Body hair only getting thicker and spreading as I get older. Total package. I’ve had girlfriends, boyfriends, and faggots. I like the cmnm and cfnm scenes – of course I like to be the naked guy at the centre of attention (men are usually more interested in this than women sadly, but both are great). I fucking love getting unwrapped like a present, it’s ego I know but damn it turns me on. I like being coveted. But lately I’m just really, really into the idea of being a boy toy for an older woman. I mean 60+ older. Damn I guess there isn’t even a question here haha I just wanted to talk about it. Might give you food for thought for your musings on the hierarchy, who knows. But the idea of making a mature woman shake the way I make women and men my own age, and faggots of any age, shake is really turning me on. I don’t see many other Alphas talk about women on your site (understandably, given what it’s about) so I thought I’d put it out there. Hope you’re keeping safe in the current state of the world. 

Sir,
 
Thank you so much for writing! While it is true that I don’t have many Alphas discussing their sex life with females very often, I occasionally do get Alpha Predators like you on the site who devour it all and love it. I appreciate Alphahood in all forms, Sir, and it’s all welcome here. I watch straight porn probably as much as gay porn if I’m honest. So brag away, Sir!
 
Your goal of bagging a much older woman is a pretty typical Alpha thing. I don’t understand the significance, personally. Incidentally, I was talking to California Alpha (who’s around your age) and I showed him your “question” above. He started laughing and said, “Yeah I remember the first old lady I fucked. It was great.” 
 
Here’s my question: if you like being cherished and worshiped so much, why don’t you own any faggots, Sir? They would be there to worship and service you daily, serve you meals, clean and do laundry, etc. The life of a true King!
 
Here’s another question: if you’re so in love with being the center of attention, then why do I not have any pics and videos of you in my email inbox, Sir? It’s fagsworshipalphas@gmail.com (wink)
 
Anyway, thank you for sharing that, Sir! It’s awesome that you and California Alpha are out there keeping Alpha Masculinity alive and well!

Have a question? CLICK HERE to ask!

I have long followed and promoted a young Alpha who goes by the name @Wagyu_99 on Twitter. Built like a Greek statue and beautifully-endowed, he was mysteriously very quiet and largely ignored on the platform.

Then I got involved and started a relentless promotional campaign for him. It actually offended me that nobody seemed to be worshiping him!

Now he has almost 60,000 faggots following him, and I am a much happier boy these days because of his success.

He recently released pieces of a fuck session online, so I pieced them together into a long video highlighting his fuck stages.

I’ve known and seen some remarkable Alphas in my time, but few have stunned me into shock like Chinese Master Leon (@s67leon).

He takes Alphahood to the NEXT LEVEL!

I mean, Master Leon RIDES HIS FAGGOTS! Have you ever seen anything like this?!? And I’m not talking about the stupid, childish bullshit some Alphas do with cash faggots in their videos. Master Leon wordlessly gets up on his faggot’s shoulders and enjoys rides through the forests of China, onlookers be damned!

I’m just blown away.

This thread follows the true story of Master Ahmed, a straight 21-year-old Apex Alpha who has discovered faggot ownership. CLICK HERE to read all of the posts in this thread in chronological order!

In true Apex Alpha fashion, Master Ahmed has wasted almost no time expanding his empire of faggot slaves. He’s been expanding on two fronts: (1) in-person owned faggots, and (2) online cash fags. Both scenarios present new challenges for a straight Man just learning exactly what he can really have as a supreme being.

The New Faggot

Let’s start with his new faggot Valentin. The training of this faggot (one that resisted its purpose at first) has been steady, but increasing in detail.

Valentin has been making some progress: these days, I was pleasantly surprised as he has been spontaneously calling me “Sir”, or “Daddy” ! Until now, I did not require him to call Me “Sir”, but, as he did it by himself, I won’t complain. Two days ago, I commanded him to come over to my apartment, and he collected my piss in his blue water bottle. He had to drink it all day long the following day (yesterday)! I think he loved it (as he begged to come to see if I needed to be served). You’ll have to explain to me, sam, what you fags love about Alpha pee. I really don’t get it. I then wanted to have some fun: I commanded him to crawl on the floor whenever he wanted to move around in the apartment: it was so empowering to watch! I really felt like a King. To be honest, I already read your articles on “cunting”: it was very interesting. I decided to try on him. In fact, his (I almost want to say “her” hahaha) hole’s already a good pussy (and God knows I hardly find women capable of taking all my Cock). That was what happened: his cunt was literally WET. He didn’t even have to jerk! 

I insisted that he probably didn’t actually cunt his faggot just yet. Then Master Ahmed added this beautiful detail to his molding of his new faggot:

I don’t know if I completely cunted Valentin. What strikes me most is the fact that he experienced a huge orgasm without touching his cock at all, at the precise moment when he was saying “Fill me, fill me, fill me with your cum Daddy…”. I did check and his hole was wide open with cum dripping out of it, contracting and dilating by itself, as if it was a living species by itself. I don’t believe that I cunted him yet, but with me dicking him down so frequently, it’s only a matter of time, haha. But I don’t want to be rough or hurried: after fucking him and having him clean my Cock, I took him in my arms to comfort him, and tell him how proud of him I was. He has to understand that he’s Mine, and that he doesn’t have to fear anything when I’m here. I’d definitely love, of course, to let you talk with him. However, he does not speak English at all, and, as I already said, he still feels very uncomfortable to assume his submissive relation with Me (in fact, I think he’s in love…). But I understand your approach (I understood that some idiots accuse you of telling fake stories) hope you’re not too rushed to talk to a fag of Mine. Anyway, I’ll soon, in the months or year to come, have more English-speaking fags to train, and you’ll be able to discover Master Ahmed’s subs. After all, my “Kingdom”, as you said, is still in the making, isn’t it? I decided to let you put on you next post a pic of my cock. Moreover, I’ll let you choose between this one, and another I’ll give you when your new post will be ready. Just let me know (and beg Master Ahmed to have it. You won’t have it otherwise). 

So I begged:

Valentin went on a little family holiday, and when he came back he went directly to his Master:

Valentin came back. I still don’t want him caged. But I collared it. Now, he really looks like a pet. I gave him for the night all my dirty clothes of the week, and I commanded him to sleep on them tonight. Right now, he’s cleaning my shoes with his mouth, before cleaning my feet. Tonight, I’m going to breed him : it’s such a pleasure to leave one’s semen in a fag’s pussy, as if it was a female haha. Valentin feels so feminine. 

So Valentin came back, and this happened:

Valentin was completely overjoyed. In fact, when I collared it, it stuck out his tongue like a dog. After cleaning my sneakers, and then my feet, I made it lick my ass. I sat on him, and it was like being a King sitting on his throne. To breathe, he had to sniff my butt, and to breathe while I was farting on him. I commanded him to wear his collar when he is in my apartment or when I am in his. However, I can’t understand this practice of caging a fag… It seems to me quite barbarian. A fag is a fag, sure, but it’s a human too. How is it possible to make such a violent act? I require Valentin not to cum until I tell him (it’s been two weeks it hasn’t) but I can’t stand the idea of caging it…

I was so proud to hear that Master Ahmed finally had his faggot lick his ass. I had been pushing him to try it because I know what it does for straight Alphas.

Now I need to convince him that caging his faggot is the best thing for it. Baby steps, people …

Ahmed The Cash Master

As I wrote before, Master Ahmed was originally not interested in becoming a findom cash Master. He felt it was beneath the station of an Alpha like himself.

Well, that seems to be changing.

Master Ahmed lives in France, and the attention he began receiving from faggots on this site were largely in America. This frustrated him, because he wanted to own them, too. So findom seemed like the best (or only) option.

You’re right, the American fags should be cash fags, as well as the Spanish one. I currently live in France. Try to contact them ok ?, and talk to them about me. I’m getting hornier and hornier about the idea of financially dominating someone. Of course, I’ll add my personal touch. I thought about it and I believe it’s even a condition to a healthy findom relationship. Don’t you agree? 

Yes, I do.

So one of the faggots from this site (living in Chicago) submitted itself and officially became Master Ahmed’s first cash fag. This faggot, Eddie, was immediately enthralled to speak with this straight Alpha and began obeying his commands. One of the first was the demand to receive a pic of Eddie showing its pussy with writing on it declaring its devotion to Master Ahmed.

So now Master Ahmed is officially a cash Master as well!

Master Ahmed wants more faggots to serve him financially. As Eddie has discovered, Master Ahmed is a very kind and thoughtful owner. He could be your owner, too.

While we patiently wait for Master Ahmed to create a Twitter account, any faggots interested in being contacted by this straight Alpha should leave their contact information in the comments below. Believe me, he’s watching at all times and he’s very sharp.

What a joy to be a part of a great Alpha’s rise to ultimate power! I’m a lucky faggot indeed!

This is the extraordinary story of 17-year-old straight Alpha Kyle, son of a 51-year-old married Alpha named Sir Rob who is grooming his Alpha son to own and use faggots. CLICK HERE to read these posts in chronological order!

When I started using the terms “Protector Alpha” and “Destroyer Alpha,” I think some people thought I was being overly dramatic. This idea that some Alphas were superheroes worthy of extreme gratitude and worship seemed over-the-top.

And yet, we see Alphas in their day-to-day lives performing tremendous acts of heroism that often go unappreciated by everyone except the females and faggots who serve them.

That’s why, as a faggot, I’m so proud to share the story told to me by Master Kyle, the young Alpha son of Sir Rob. Master Kyle has already had a lot of jaw-dropping moments since accepting his Alphahood and claiming faggots to own as part of his Kingdom.

But now he’s made a statement about his Kingdom: the innocent are safe in his shadow.

Read this:

I was walking home from my girlfriend’s house around 11 at night. It was dark outside and there was no one. I was walking with music in my AirPods when I heard a girl scream. I went towards the sound and I didn’t really think about what I was doing. I finally found in an alley a girl with a man over her who was obviously fumbling to get his pants off to rape her. I grabbed the motherfucker and shoved him to the ground before beating him up. I saw red and couldn’t stop. He deserved it.

I stopped and turned to that girl, in her early twenties, very pretty with red hair. I calmed her down and because she was in a state of shock she couldn’t talk or do anything. I took her in my arms and took her home. I didn’t really think about what I was doing but that was right in my eyes. My family was at the cabin out of town for the weekend so I had the house to myself. I put her in my bed and slept on the couch that night.

Next morning, she was feeling better and thanked me, I offered her a coffee, and after a bit of hesitation she gave me her number. She left. It was the first time I didn’t do anything with a girl I had bring home.

The next following days, I couldn’t stop thinking about people who actually got raped, that didn’t have someone who helped them out, like I did to that girl. I thought of you, how you must’ve felt like after you got raped. It got me angry idk why. I had to calm myself down on the punching bag for at least half an hour to evacuate what I was feeling.

The girl ( her name is Amber) and I text quite a bit. I went out with her a few times for coffee or walk together. I like her a lot.

You see what I mean? These Men are SUPERHEROES.

I feel like the luckiest faggot in the world to worship this King. I mean, he not only rescued Amber from clear danger, but then he even thought of me being raped and it angered him enough to beat up his punching bag.

So humbling!

I love Master Kyle with all of my silly faggot heart. He is astounding, a God-Man of unlimited power. I hope someday to kiss his feet and thank him for his greatness and benevolence!

This thread follows the true story of Master Ahmed, a straight 21-year-old Apex Alpha who has discovered faggot ownership. CLICK HERE to read all of the posts in this thread in chronological order!

There are plenty of straight Alphas who use and even own faggots. I know this personally because I have primarily served straight Alphas in my 23 years of service, and I’ve known other faggots who had similar success. And the overwhelming number of straight Alphas I have both covered and coached during the five years of this site testify that my early experiences were not only normal, but also increasing in frequency.

While this is a boon for faggots eager to serve Alphas, not all straight Alphas are the same. A good number of them are abusive, cruel, stupid, and hateful. They hurt faggots, use them destructively, and toss them away. There are few straight Alphas who truly earn the title of Master, a word that implies exceptional qualities and infinite control over not only faggots, but themselves.

On this site I have covered some of the greatest Apex Alpha Masters I’ve ever known. Master Nick, Sir Rob, Master Matt, Master Kyle, Master Dino, Master Jin, California Alpha, and on and on. These are straight Alpha Males who have come to own and cherish the faggots who serve them.

Add to that list a 21-year-old Arabian Alpha named Master Ahmed. He lives in Europe, where he has in a few short years come to understand his Alphahood and the need of faggots to serve him. In the process, he has discovered a need within him to own these faggots.

I’m going to open this with the first letter he sent me.

I’ve understood that I am an Alpha male since secondary school, when I discovered my passion for working out and for domination. In second grade, a guy of my age asked me repeatedly to lace my shoes or to carry my bags, in front of my girlfriend. I took several months to understand his way of thinking, until I found out he loved serving me, despite me being completely straight. And I loved it. Some of my friends told me to be mean and to ignore him. But I thought that this was not the right thing to do, that I deserved better, and that, somehow, someone exceptionally gifted like me (I always majored all classes, especially in maths, sciences and Arabic) had to help this guy to fulfill his function and his goals (for example, he loved worshipping my used boxers, and he was sooooo grateful for that!! He always fantasized about my cock, and I would let him sometimes drink my male juice). I don’t know how you theorize it, sam, (since I discovered your website only this morning) but I always preferred taking my responsibilities as someone important to all those beta males, to be somewhat “good” to them, and to let them serve me. To be honest, nothing teases me as to be served, and to feel my superiority on this kind of “scale”.

I instantly fell in love with Master Ahmed based on this email alone. Do you hear what I do in his words? His effortless understanding of Hierarchy … his basic compassion for lesser creatures … his appreciation for the adoration he receives from females and faggots. These qualities cannot be faked and are very rare in young Men.

In other words, Master Ahmed was not only born a superior Alpha Male, but he was also born an intrinsically good Alpha.

But that first message was just the surface. His next email floored me.

So let me tell you about me, sam. I’m sure you’ll find that interesting. 

I’m a master who loves being worshipped, as well for my physique as for my intellectual abilities. I’m sure you’ll understand; not only do I love being worshipped for my Alpha cock (I used to let my sub worship it and  lick my semen on the toilet floor…I’ll never forget this feeling of power…Damn, that’s so good.) but I also love to own a faggot’s minds, to let him be obsessed by me, and, in a way, to take care of him. 

That’s why I’d prefer today to have two or three faithful long-term fags to breed, to train and to use. I understand those Alphas who create Twitter/Instagram/Onlyfans accounts to be spoiled by anonymous subs, and, obviously, I would be a good cash master. However, I profoundly believe that this is not the true meaning of Domination : I obviously loved being spoiled (including financially) by my former fag, but I found it fitting for my Alpha rank only because it was part of a true Master-sub relationship. You probably understand better than I do the way fags think. What do you think, sam ? I believe, sam, that submissive fags are everywhere, willing to serve Superior Males like me. Indeed, unlike some other Alphas, I don’t think that the true goal of a sub is to be a cocksucker (even if it may be part of it) but to be a servant and to find happiness by being useful to Men like me, born to be served.

For example, last year, my sub got a girlfriend. This was quite pitiful, but I wanted to let him try, to see how things were going to progress. Eventually, as I was using him (to piss..haha) he begged me to fuck her… Do you believe it, sam? He was so desperate! The following day, he invited me to dinner with her…and, three hours later, he watched me fuck her in their apartment! He was so happy sam! For the first time, I accepted to let him cum. After all, he served me by offering me a new pussy to fuck, and I thought it would be a good reward to let him cum as he was sucking my feet. I think that you’ll agree with me about the decisiveness of the sub’s happiness in the relationship. Look at you sam, you answered my mail with so much enthusiasm… You are undoubtedly happy to talk to a Superior Male like me. And that’s the sign of a true sub, isn’t it, sam? 

You see…I want a powerful relationship with my subs…and I want to make sure to find the good ones. So here are my questions: how to make sure to find such dedicated fags? What channels should I use? Ideally, I’d like to communicate with them by mail to test their dedication, and their readiness to serve Master Ahmed and his Alpha cock. How should I proceed to find the good ones? Do you, sam, with your website, may help me to find some fags like that, ready to serve and spoil me, as I can no longer use my first fag? 

As you probably noticed, I have no fixed theory about an adequate Master-sub relation, all my ideas are…instinctive, I would say. I have developed them for several years, as I grew and I noticed everyone around me (women, guys…even teachers!) wanted me to use them. You’ll probably help me understand the way fags may serve me. 

There is a great amount of humility in the words of Master Ahmed even though he is completely correct about everything. “Instinctive” is such an important word here, because it’s not like he had any mentor guiding him, but his superior instincts led him correctly nonetheless.

I instantly thought of Masters Jin and Nick, two completely straight Alphas who, by instinct alone, learned how to become true owners of faggots. The guidebook of faggot ownership seems to be written in their genes.

I’m going to stop here and publish a “part two” two because he just had an amazing encounter with a faggot while he were emailing back and forth. You’ll love it. I’m also going to try and convince him to share the pic of his magnificent Alpha cock that he sent to me. We’ll see if I can convince him!

To all of the faggots reading this: if you think you can possibly serve Master Ahmed, I think you should leave a comment below! This Apex Alpha has room in his stable for faggots that can reflect the high standards he holds for himself.

This thread follows Jamie, a faggot who began service to a straight Alpha named Dino that has lasted 15 years and led to marriage. CLICK HERE for all posts in this thread in chronological order!

For every straight Alpha who decides to start using and/or owning faggots, there is usually a moment of truth. It’s the point when the Alpha must decide how open and free he can be with his faggot as part of his everyday life.

Some Apex Alphas have shown the way, boldly and proudly displaying (and even sharing) their faggots with the people in their lives. I’m reminded of the story of slave Tim (I haven’t heard from him in a while …) and his straight Master who regularly parades his faggot in public on a collar and leash. Of course, that’s really pushing the boundaries of society’s acceptable social behavior, but some Alphas simply don’t give a fuck.

Speaking of not giving a fuck, Master Dino almost assuredly falls into that category of Alpha. When Master Dino found a faggot like Jamie that worshiped and served him the way he knew he deserved, he didn’t give a fuck that he is straight or what society might think about his ownership of and marriage to that faggot.

But putting that “I don’t give a fuck” attitude to the test in public can be rough, and ultimately reveals the true emotions that lie beneath an Alpha’s adamantium exterior.

Master Dino shared this revealing anecdote with me, and it was too incredible to not share with his growing legion of faggot worshipers.

faggot, 

My boy convinced me in various ways to listen to your podcast of 11/3. It just loves your site and is constantly wanting me to see something. I admit I am favorably impressed by most of what I’ve seen. My hole is over the moon by what you’ve said about Me/us on it and I am reconsidering the podcast if I could use a device to disguise My voice. I could care less if most of the lemmings out there know I cum in a faggot but in My profession, I must use discretion.

I wanted to impart some info today. I’m not a bodybuilder per se but I do lift and workout twice per week and play basketball with friends at least twice per week.  I probably wouldn’t workout anymore but My bitchboy loves worshiping Daddy when He comes home all sweaty with Man funk (I haven’t used deodorant for over a decade, my boy convinced Me that I wouldn’t regret its request that I not use it and instead just smell like a Man) and it also loves My Badboy persona to which lifting adds a great deal.

Yes, I/we have had a rough life, it’s true. Let me tell you something about a situation that jamie and I had years ago. About 4 nights ago, the reminiscing we’ve done for your nervous questions jogged both our memories. I had taken the cunt for My own about 3 months before and as deep as I was in this new, GOOD fucking pussy I was still taking baby steps in the ‘living life’ part of owning it. I decided to see if it could ‘pass’ in My world (Which is NOT the dangerous place it used to be but is still no goddamn nature walk either). Three stupid motherfuckers tried to double-cross this Alpha Male in a deal. This was beyond ignorant because they KNEW Me. One started waving a knife around and the other made the SUPREME mistake of pointing a piece at My boy. I only remember My mind flashing the words ‘No fucking punk is gonna threaten My new cumhole’ and I felt a tightness in My chest and in My nuts which I would remember later as the 1st real stirrings in Me for My faggot beyond normal satisfaction.

Anyway, I saw this fucking scumbag was gonna shoot my boy and I lunged in front of him and was grazed,  well the bullet hit a rib, traveled on it around my side and popped out the back.  In all it created a 10-inch scar but they thought they’d hurt Me. I had the advantage. I have no idea exactly what happened next but my next memory is seeing the ‘men’ in a pile. (They were still breathing sam don’t have a breakdown) Evidently, they had tried to stab My boy and had put about an inch long slice on his chest when, babyboy says, I leaped to My feet, beat them down and threw the gun out a window. I picked My bitch up and carried it out (I know it hasn’t been stated but My bitch is exactly My height but not muscular. Still, it is not a dainty faggot.  Lol)

But, back to the story. Boy drove home, begging Me to go to a doctor. Back then My faggot didn’t have a real sense as to what My life was. One couldn’t if one didn’t experience it. Back home, boy was trembling like a, well,  like a faggot when I gathered the appropriate equipment and commanded it to sew up the bullet hole on my side. (It was fine. I made sure it had only a minor cut before I had it turn its sewing talents on their ear and stitch up its Man) It was pale as fuck as it wordlessly did as told. When it finished I checked its work and I smiled at my sweet faggot boy. I said, ‘Good boy’ and upon hearing I was pleased it hit the floor, passed out cold. Hahaha! 

Later on, it told Me that when it saw Me take that bullet protecting it that it KNEW I loved it. I must say I felt much the same when My boy completed My demands and waited until it knew I was satisfied before My pussyboy fainted. After that I was pretty sure this faggot could handle being My possession.

(BTW, upon waking the dudes I beat the fuck out of I found the money they’d tried to take from Me was in MY pocket, along with everything of value that they’d been carrying-including their wallets with all their personal information.)

Now, life no longer contains such incidents and I didn’t take jamie to work with Me after that. That one time told Me everything I needed to know about boy’s handling of a crisis and being able to handle ALL aspects of My life.  My faggot is a tower of jelly when it comes to My power but has a steel core when confronted by the world and can handle quite a lot as long as it knows it belongs to Me. It says it can endure anything as long as it is MY cumhole and I believe it.  I’ve said it before, I’m glad I cunted this faggot.

I hope you enjoyed this piece of Mine and My cumwhore’s love story. Isn’t it interesting that this incident is when we both realized our deepening love for the other? Life is NOT a dull thing, especially when one is a God. Hahahahahaha 

Keep up the good work. Fuck you faggot.   

Not exactly the love story from Titanic, obviously, but I’m sure there are Alphas who can relate to Master Dino’s feeling of protectiveness just as much faggots can relate to that feeling of gratitude Jamie felt when being rescued by the Superman who owns it.

Stories like this one help to reinforce my original argument that Master Dino is a blend of both types of Alpha, Protector and Destroyer. He might be the perfect blend.

My cunt puckered with excitement just a little (re: a lot) when Master Dino suggested that he’s thinking about coming onto the podcast. I can only imagine what it might be like to cram his massive personality into a podcast episode! Keep stroking his ego in the comments, and maybe that magical event could become a reality!

Meanwhile, I feel blessed every time he shares with me his thoughts in an email. I hope you faggots out there feel the same!

I thought this was fairly extraordinary. There is a findom straight Alpha I’ve featured here multiple times who goes by the name @ryandarkgrey. He’s a very successful Dom of faggots and females.

Well he was recently featured on a news website for his booming OnlyFans (£60,000 so far this year).

Of course, the straight-laced publication isn’t aware of the massive amount of money Master Grey makes in tips or in online findom!

It’s just fucking awesome that my beautiful British Master has achieved notoriety purely for his Alphahood!

Here is the article:

https://t.co/11RFVt2msL

When you are an Apex Alpha who looks like @MasterRaz3, your days are filled with photo shoots and worship from strangers on the street.

Not all Men are created equal!

HierarchyIsTruth!

Findom gets a lot of hate for its exploitative nature. I’ve certainly come down on it pretty hard over the years, particularly when I find “cash Masters” who are conning faggots out of their money or outright stealing from them.

But I also like to highlight positive stories about findom when I come across them. Let’s face it – findom isn’t going away, so I might as well try to understand the phenomenon and encourage the safe application of it.

A few weeks ago I published something from a cash fag named “TM” (should I call him Trademark?) about his devotion to an online findom named Master Raz. You can read that post by CLICKING HERE. In it, Trademark describes how he had given all of his money to Master Raz and was prepared to live without any cash for several weeks. This alarmed me, and I expressed my concern in the post.

But here’s what I didn’t consider: the power of Master Raz on the faggots like Trademark that he owns. His ownership seems to be transforming for these faggots, inspiring them to greater heights of submission – the goal of every true faggot, right?

Trademark wrote to me to update his progress in his service to Master Raz:

Now that it is a new month, I wanted to send a follow up.  You commented that you were alarmed to hear that I had emptied my bank account and sent it to Master Raz.  It wasn’t as crazy as it sounded.  All my bills come, and are paid, early in the month.  So, all the essentials: rent, utilities, healthcare, etc. were paid.  Spending in the latter half is on me, and that is what I sent to my Master.  By sending him all my money I precluded the usual pissing away of my money, no coffee, clothing, movies, restaurants, etc. 

Granted, I didn’t have money for groceries but there was food in the refrigerator and pantry.  Plus, I got food from the food bank on the 20^th so I was just fine. 

As I mentioned, I’ve started maintaining my chastity out of respect to my Master.  It wasn’t as difficult as I thought it would be.  Anytime I wanted to release that pressure I just thought of how I wanted to honor my Master, and Alpha Men in general, and I was able to control myself.  The longer I go, the less I even think about it.  Maintaining that control really does affect the mind.  I feel more submissive and there is some sense of serenity.  It’s difficult to explain it. I’m even more convinced that Master Raz  is the man I was meant to serve.  Just looking at this picture makes me feel relaxed.  His self-confidence and dominance come through so clearly when he speaks.  He has been kind and understanding with respect to my financial limitations.  He has recorded a couple personal messages which were wonderful.  I’ve served some good men over the years but Master Raz is far and above all the others.  You were spot on correct when you described him as an Apex Alpha. 

I’ve been making more of an effort to live the life of a true fag.  Most fags are selfish and a little narcissistic.  That leads to fag behavior like a fag making demands of Alphas they “serve,” or to rude behavior, or wasting all their money on themselves, etc.  You’ve complained about this behavior on your blog and podcasts and I agree with you.  This isn’t the natural behavior of a fag.  Fags are born to serve.  This abhorrent fag behavior is the learned through pop culture and consumer culture.  I’m proud that I’m not nearly as bad as many, but I’m far from perfect.  I’ve spent most of my life focused on myself.  So, I am taking extra effort to deny myself the comforts and luxury to which real men are entitled. Fags have no such entitlement.  It started with chastity; I no longer allow myself to experience any pleasure with my penis.  Then I took the step I talked about above where I denied myself money.  This forces me to give up many comforts and luxuries, that I enjoy, like entertainment, good foods, restaurants, etc.  I’ve starting taking only cold showers.  That’s just another comfort I’m denying myself. 

By denying myself simple, everyday comforts, a larger portion of any joy I get in my life is from serving my Master.  Since the mind naturally seeks more of what it gets pleasure from, it will automatically put more emphasis on serving men.  That gets me closer to what I was meant to be. 

I’ve always known that I was happiest when I was less focused on myself and more focused on what I was born to do, serve the Alpha Male.  As I get closer to being a real fag, I find that life just gets better.

This is a powerful and convincing message from a faggot experiencing true transformation under the spell of Master Raz. What truly impressed me is how Trademark has re-committed himself to chastity in honor of the Apex Alphahood of Master Raz. It reminded me of my reason for going into chastity.

I wonder if Master Raz thinks about the faggots sacrificing themselves and even their own maleness in honor to him. When he’s standing at a urinal pissing like a Man, or when he’s sliding his dick into a pussy … does he think about how his Alpha Masculinity has transformed the entire lives of faggots like Trademark?

In just two months in the scene, Master Raz has accomplished these kinds of complete transformations in the lives of faggots around the world. I can’t think of a better application of Alpha power, and it comes from the real influence of findom!

Alphas don’t live by our rules.

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This thread follows the story of Master Fin, a straight Alpha bodybuilder who has discovered the glories of fag ownership. CLICK HERE to read all of the posts in this thread in chronological order!

One of the best adjustments I’ve ever made to this site is the ASK A QUESTION feature. It allows me unfettered access to lots of issues and thoughts that my readers have in a way that the old Tumblr site never could. And every so often something appears there that simply blows me away.

Three days ago a straight Alpha named Master Fin dropped his incredible story/question in my inbox. I have no idea how many times I re-read it, hungrily digesting every detail before working up the nerve to contact him.

Here is that initial missive:

This fag/sub I met 7 months ago found your site recently and told me to take a look at it. I’ve been reading through it, kind of getting my mind blown. Have been meaning for awhile to write about my situation so here goes:

Right before COVID hit I was at a bodybuilding competition – I’m a bodybuilder but wasn’t competing in this particular contest — was just in the audience and this young blond kid comes up to me and tells me he’s a photography student at NYU would I let him photograph me for a student project. (My girlfriend BTW sees this happening but she’s used to it and laughs it off — isn’t threatened)
I’ve been asked “Can I photograph you” a million times by gay guys (they’re called schmoes in the bodybuilding world) and I know what it really means, so I say to this NYU kid, sure, and turns out I’m right — he does take some pictures but then soon enough he’s asking if he can muscle worship me, which is exactly what I was expecting.
I tell him that’s gonna cost him and the kid, his name is Asher, he shells out $300 (I usually get more) to worship me. I’m big, 5’10” 250 and roided and he of course goes crazy over my body, he’s obsessed with big muscle. We do this three more times and then he tells me he has to stop because he’s a student, he can’t afford it but asks if we could barter like he’ll do things for me in exchange etc etc. I never did that before but he’s a really cool sweet kid, 20 years old, petite, blue eyes, blond pretty boy so I figure sure.

I’m 32 and between training and working at my family’s business I don’t have much time for a lot of other stuff so he starts coming over doing anything I need, he cleans my place, preps my meals which is a lot of work, and occasionally blows or worships me when I’m feeling it.

Over the past 7 months of COVID quarantine, my socializing got down to almost zero and Asher was spending more and more time at my place doing whatever I asked him to do. Three months in my girlfriend, who I’m not seeing as much because of this starts accusing me of having an affair and just keeps getting bitchier and bitchier and long story short we break up – she ends it – but I don’t care too much.

I come home from the gym or from work and Asher has got a cooked meal waiting for me. My apartment is spotless. After dinner if I want to chill and watch Netflix, or go online, he will position himself in a way that while I’m doing whatever it is I want to do, he will suck/nurse on my dick or sniff or lick my ass, or just lay by my feet or leave me completely alone if that’s what I want. His focus is always on my needs. There is NEVER any drama. No attitude, ever, from him. Just worship and service. It’s kind of fucking hard to believe. Girls should really take some lessons from sub fags if they want to know how to get along with a man. 

Anyway, over the months we have moved on to more than just him blowing me and muscle worship. He has a trim, hairless smooth little body, but with the bubbliest rounded smoothest white ass that any girl would kill for. I don’t know if he shaves it or if it’s naturally pink and hairless but if you didn’t know it was attached to a male you would think it was the hottest ass you’ve seen on a girl. When I was with my girlfriend it was weeks of her trying to take my dick up her ass and it always hurt her so we stopped, but with Asher there was NEVER an issue, even if it does hurt.

He’s a charming persuasive little fucker and he somehow got me to start fucking him, so that’s been going on for awhile now. (Over the past 7 months I’ve craved female pussy so went on tinder and hooked up a few times but it’s too much of a chance with COVID so I’ve stopped that and only been fucking Asher. 

The other night when I was fucking him he said, “Daddy, I want to have your baby so much, Please make me pregnant.” It turned me on so much, I never fucked anyone so hard. With our size difference I thought I would break this kid in two but he takes anything I give him, begs for more.

The whole thing is really fucking with my mind. He’s a guy, but he is like THE PERFECT GIRLFRIEND. He’s like a geisha girl or something. Here’s some other kinky shit he’s got me doing. He begs to watch me take a shit. I sit on the toilet and he curls up at my feet and while I take a dump he’s down there like a puppy or something. The other day he asked if he could wipe my ass for me but I said no. It’s really sick shit but part of me really digs it. I can’t explain it. I just wish he was a real girl.

I had him order a lot of Victoria Secret outfits which helps and I told him not to cut his hair so now he has longer blond hair – he’s as close to a girl as I think he’s going to get. (I’ve stopped calling him Asher, I call him Ashley, which he loves.)

But I don’t know how this continues. Right now it’s not too much of an issue with other people finding out about him because no one is really socializing or comes over because of COVID but once COVID ends, I’m not sure what’s going to happen. Here I am this straight guy and somehow I’ve ended up with this perfect “girlfriend” that no one knows about because “She” is really male no matter how much lingerie I put on her. Not easy to square because he makes me 100% fuckin happy.

See what I mean??

Of course, as this site has proven beyond the shadow of any doubt, straight Men fuck faggots all the time and even own faggots yet remain straight. Master Fin is in no danger of “changing teams” ever.

But I do think Master Fin is headed to an eventual crossroads here. At some point a straight Alpha must look other people in the eye and admit that they own and use faggots and they don’t care what other people think about it.

Seriously, who is going to check Master Fin or question his authority? He’s an absolute Alpha BEAST who could pulverize anyone who gets in his way or challenges him! Ultimately, anything that makes an Alpha “100% fuckin happy” should be perfectly acceptable and defended with all of his strength!

So I collected myself and contacted this great Alpha. And what I uncovered in him was so electrifying and captivating that I’ve had a constant WIDE-ON ever since. Throw out what you think you know about roided-up bodybuilders being senseless meatheads. Master Fin is NOT that stereotype. He’s articulate, intelligent, and very expressive. Honestly, between him and Master Dino, I’ve been wandering around in a blissful daze for a few weeks.

Just focus on this next massive message sent by this Apex Alpha god:

It wasn’t until I met Asher and experienced his 100% submissiveness and dedication to me as his god and then reading about the alpha/fag dynamic on your blog did I understand the “purpose of faggots” — as you have defined the word faggot  — a person who exists to serve superior men.   

Before then, at least in my world, the word faggot was only used by people as a derogatory way to refer to gay men in general.  And usually by asshole douchebags. I’ve never had a problem with anyone being gay — who gives a fuck.  That said,  the times I’ve allowed gay guys to muscle worship me I saw them more as gay guys obsessed with muscle —  “schmoes” with a particular fetish, as opposed to them being “a fag.” 

Asher is my first fag — before him, I never gave “fags” any thought — I always had a girlfriend (or two) and sure, I come across men all the time who are clearly inferior to me, who I can see are intimidated or in awe of me, but truth be told I didn’t know they were there for my use in the way that your blog gives examples about. It blows my mind that this whole other reality has been there all this time and I didn’t know, 

That is until Asher. Weird thing is, it’s not like now that I’ve got Asher, who is technically male,  in my house, essentially as my girlfriend, that now when I’m on the street I now look at other blond boys and think “I wanna to fuck them.”   I don’t.  I’m not attracted to men. BUT I want to fuck the shit out of Asher all the time and use him every way sexually and otherwise but he’s where it ends with men. Truth is I don’t see him as male. Anyway, still trying to make sense out of it.  If I’m gonna fuck anyone else it would be a girl but I gotta say, Asher is keeping me so well satisfied I’m not looking in that direction much either.

I’m telling you – if Asher had a real pussy, he would literally be the girlfriend that every male would dream of making up in a laboratory. I look at my buddies and the shit that they have to put up with —  all the bitching and moaning and complaining and demands from their wives and girlfriends and then to top it off, my buddies then have to beg for a fuckin’ blow job! And I think of all the same kind of shit I put up with from girlfriends past — that’s why at 32 I never got married — who the fuck needs that? 

HOLY FUCK!

You can actually hear Master Fin reasoning it out in this letter, ultimately coming to the conclusion that female issue no longer need to be a problem in his life because he can own Asher and be worshiped and serviced like a King.

Just the way Apex Alphas deserve!

But before you dismiss Asher as some sort of throwaway cumrag for Master Fin, he sent another letter that really clarifies things between them:

When I said that Asher was totally submissive and that there was never any attitude or drama from him I want to make clear that he is not some blank empty non-entity. He’s no doormat or loser in the outside world.  He is smart, funny and entertaining  —  he’s good company — BUT  with ME he knows his place and always defers to me.  When I say he has no attitude it’s not to say that he hasn’t had to be disciplined or put in his place. But it’s more like how you would treat a dog who’s misbehaving.  Asher can be frisky, or over-eager, or sloppy about things, just the way a pup would be and sometimes he needs to be scolded and put in his place.  What I meant about him never having an attitude is that it’s never like I would get from my past girlfriends — all that heavy-duty badgering and bitching and moaning.  Only once did Asher truly screw up and I had to punish him. The details are too long and boring but he screwed up my meal prep big time., which is unacceptable. 

When it happened I got VERY calm and quiet. (for some reason the angrier I am– the quieter I get.  I NEVER yell and use very few words) I’ve been told that this sends a chill down people’s spine. It also would drive my girlfriends crazy. They would be upset screaming about something and it would make them insane when I wouldn’t scream back)  So Asher screws up my meal prep and he can feel my anger but I calmly tell him to get his things and leave. He tries to make excuses and apologize but I say one more time, “Out. Now. And if you’re not out now, you’re never coming back”  He knows I mean it so he leaves. The next day he tries calling throughout the day – I don’t pick up. 

Late in the second day he texts me a video — in it he’s sobbing and apologizing and begging me to forgive him over and over. He’s really suffering and I figure OK, two days is enough punishment. I text him to come over. 

When I open the door he throws himself at me, wraps his arms around me and buries his face in me sobbing, apologizing and saying it will never happen again.  The way he is desperately holding on to me is like he’s holding on for dear life, 

It was at this moment that I realized. I OWN HIM. 

It made me rock hard and it also made me feel a sense of responsibility because at this point I felt like if I wanted to, I could destroy him.  That was the turning point in our relationship.  While he was holding onto me, I told him to get in the bathtub. He did. I had to wait a few minutes for my hard-on to go down and then while he was fully clothed, I peed on him – hosed him down completely. This is the first time I peed on him. It was punishment and a blessing from me at the same time. Thank you SIR was always he kept saying.  Then told him to stay in the tub, drenched in my piss and to think about what just happened. A half-hour later I told him he could now shower, trash the clothes and make me dinner.  He’s never fucked up my meal prep again or really anything else for that matter.  

If you don’t believe in the truth of in-born Hierarchy by now, please re-read that last letter by Master Fin.

How does a straight Alpha Male instinctively understand how to own faggots so effortlessly, so naturally? From where does it come?

You see, Master Fin was born with this power to own submissive humans. Faggots are the extreme end of that spectrum, the yin to his yang. His natural dominance has finally found the submissive complement in young fag Asher. They lock together like pieces of a Hierarchical puzzle.

This dynamic between Alphas and faggots is as basic and intrinsic to Manhood as anything in Nature. It can be found in all cultures dating back into early recorded human history. I believe it’s nearly as important as the relationship between Men and women because the Alpha/fag dynamic helps develop Alphas into leaders and rulers in our world. Faggots also keep Men relieved of sexual needs, and they provide the worship that Men crave in their soul.

Master Fin is a magnificent example of this truth. He stumbled upon something he didn’t realize he needed, but now it’s filling up his life with everything he could want. It’s the process by which Men become Gods.

Master Fin is a god among us. Bow your heads and give thanks.

The greatest porn star on the planet isn’t signed by a major studio. He’s independent sensation GOD Rhyheim Shabazz.

Blessed with an indefatigable sex drive, and Alpha aggression, and a giant dick, GOD Rhyheim plows through fag pussy the way a fat man might plow through a pack of Oreos.

I’ve been writing about cunting since the beginning of this website. In fact, I might be the one who coined the term. If you don’t know what cunting is, you can follow the link in the right sidebar of this site.

Or, you can just watch GOD cunt a couple of faggots in the clips below. Notice how they seize as he cunts them. Their eyes roll back in their heads. They think they’re cumming but nothing happens.

These are all indications of cunting.

It doesn’t surprise me that GOD cunts faggots often. That long black rod and his power fucking would almost accidentally lead to a cunting!

Men are born Alpha, that’s true, but not all Alphas are created equal. The truly powerful Alphas explore additional avenues for their dominance that might fall outside the mainstream.

Eventually these truly powerful Alphas come to discover the worship and service of faggots. The ownership of faggots elevates a Man to the status of a god in a way that the love and adoration of females cannot. Why? Because ultimately a faggot is another male – an “equal” – completely submitting itself to the Alpha’s power.

The ownership of faggots by Alpha Males takes various forms. Some Alphas literally own faggots like slaves. Others use them as side entertainment. And then there are Alphas who become cash Masters, owning faggots financially as well as physically.

Financial and physical domination is how Master Dragomir came to understand the purpose of faggots. Master Dragomir is a 27-year-old Dom from Bulgaria. His life changed forever 11 years ago when a bold faggot neighbor introduced him to the world of faggot worship.

My first experience was with my neighbor, I was 16. He wanted to lick my feet by offering me a lot of money. I accepted. I felt a little weird at first, it was disgusting to me. It was the first time a faggot had touched me, but over time I slowly got used to it. He had fallen in love with me and wanted me to go to him once a week. From that moment on, I realized that giving my feet would become my official job.

This was in stark contrast to the active heterosexual life he was already living.

The first time I fucked it was in secret with my brother’s girlfriend, I was 14. He is older than me. I remember when he found it out he punched me hard and my mother got so angry that she kicked me out of the house.

Master Dragomir didn’t go to high school. Instead, he began to focus on his future career.

I didn’t go to high school, I didn’t like studying. I was just thinking about fucking, that was my only interest. I was tall and very thin, so at 19 I started going to the gym and never stopped. Many ask me if I take anabolics, no I don’t take anything. I train five times a week, I do a lot of running and swimming.

He also began to understand the faggot mind, and how best to manipulate it for his own gain.

My attitude to faggots changes depending on who I meet. I know what they like and I act accordingly, but I don’t have any feelings. I have an aggressive character, I can get very violent and many of them like that. Perfect condition for me. I take out my anger on faggots and make a lot of money.

It’s all a game of mind and balance. A good Master must understand what his slave wants, he must know how to enter the darkest part of his brain and give him what he would never even have the courage to ask. The balance I’m talking about lies in calibrating aggression. I’m always very careful not to hurt them too much when they ask me to beat them, otherwise I could kill them at any moment. It may not seem like it but it is a very demanding job.

Remarkably, Master Dragomir’s current girlfriend nor anybody in his life knows anything about his financial domination of faggots despite constantly traveling all around Europe for in-person sessions!

Although Master Dragomir is completely straight and has never used a faggot to get off, he does have one thing he definitely enjoys – having faggots rim his perfect ass!

I think putting your ass on someone’s face is a big sign of domination and territorial marking, just like dogs do when they piss on a tree trunk. When I do that the faggot is under my ass, so under my power and control and I can shit in his face whenever I want.

Financial domination allows Master Dragomir to enjoy a wonderful, luxurious life of leisure, and it looks like it will continue into the foreseeable future.

I make a lot of money! If I weren’t a straight alpha male I wouldn’t be making so much. Yes, it’s my full-time job just like my OnlyFans page, which grows week by week. I have double income, I don’t need a “normal” job. My body is my bank and I want to make the most of it!

So once again, a straight Alpha discovered new heights to his Alphahood through the actions of one brave faggot! Now Master Dragomir enjoys his place among the most powerful Men in the world!

If you want to serve this great straight Alpha, submit to him on Twitter @AWorshiped or on OnlyFans at https://onlyfans.com/alphagodsworshiped!

This thread follows the extraordinary marriage of straight Apex Alpha Dino and his fag wife Jamie. CLICK HERE to follow this thread in chronological order!

After I received Master Dino’s jaw-dropping responses to the many faggots hungry for more information about him, I had a few quick follow-up questions of my own for him.

I wrote:

After reading your comments, I have a question about your Alpha friends. Do they all own faggots Master? Did they come to own faggots through your influence? Are these friends people you’ve known for a long time, or did they come into your life through the Dom/sub community?

Little did I know that my simple question would inspire another incredibly detailed response from Master Dino! Buckle up, faggots … this is a rocky one!

sam the faggot,

I have known a handful of Alphas over the years and we really don’t do well with friends. For the last 15 years I have spent all My free time grooming, feeding,  controlling, loving, and fucking My faggot. I do not appreciate interruptions so friends and family alike have been offended and downright pissed with Me for turning them away at times. I don’t give a fuck, if I’m busy filling up the cunt that I own the world can burn to the goddamn ground and if I haven’t pumped out My nut then it can all go to hell until I am satisfied. Mine and My bitches universe revolves around My wants and My needs. So others tend to get upset. The other Alphas are dudes I met in prison. Lots of Alphaness in the pen, in NY anyway. 2 of them were actually good buddies and understood My home life because they were the same as Me with their own faggots, although one dude was brutal with his faggot. So much so I had to beat the snot out of him and threaten to take his faggot for my own. Dudes usually listen to My words because they KNOW I’m a serious dude who will whip your ass and THEN give your name to the only people in the world that you DO NOT want coming to visit, you dig? We moved to a different state for a time and lost touch with My best bud. Anyway they had their faggots when I met them and they helped a little in My understanding of the Alpha Male and faggot world. I don’t know anything of a ‘community’ because I don’t need anyone other than a willing, obedient hole, and it doesn’t even have to be particularly willing. Heh heh.

I know almost every faggot alive would love to see My load, you don’t HAVE to flatter Me faggot although that usually makes one more apt to receive whatever one is trying to get from Me. I already know how fucking unbelievably handsome I am. My mirror, My faggot, and the slobbering stares I get when entering a room tell Me every day. I know I’m a smoking hot stud who can out-fight,  out-fuck, and out-cum every man. I’ve ever met. I’m a ‘badboy ‘ in the strongest sense of the term-a thug who enjoys drugs, faggots, fighting, and female pussy. I’ve beaten 6 men at once and am so potent that I had 4 sons by the time I was 20. Every time I fucked a female cunt it got fucking pregnant and tried its best to trap Me without any hope of success. Since almost every lowly female I fucked out either had My son or had an abortion (and lots of sluts did get their cunt-baby scraped out when I fucking wouldn’t let them have control) I did marry the last one of them but it turned out to be mouthy and disobedient, also disrespectful. As soon as that happened I left the unworthy girl and met My faggot the next day.  Every year on that day I now allow My faggot free access to My dick for the day. For 24 hours My fag boy can suck, fondle, kiss, or ride My dick without contest. In other words, it can empty My nuts as many times as it desires. That is its reward for giving me its entire being on that September day so I give it Daddys love and cum all day long.  (And one of those days was the time of the bloody cum).This should answer your questions. It should come as no surprise that since I’m an outlaw that friends wouldn’t be prevalent. I take pride in being a powerful, deservedly egotistical asshole, a dangerous testosterone-filled Stud God which is probably not conducive of a great friendship. 

I’m done for now faggot. I think I’ll give ‘the little wife’ its 5th load today. Sometimes I think I’m just too giving to you cum guzzlers. Good evening faggot sam.

P.S. my cumhole doesn’t PUSH Me into anything but rather sucks and worships me into granting its little wish. Life as God is as fulfilling as I knew it would be. Hahaha…

And fuck you, faggot…

Good Lord … there’s just nobody quite like Master Dino. His fury and power are almost uncontainable. And yet, below the bluster and rage, there is a sweet tenderness (at least toward his faggot) that peeks through. I sometimes worry about faggots who get involved with Alphas like Master Dino, but I’m not worried about Jamie. The faggot is living a dream life safe at the feet of this truly superior Alpha.

Thank you to Master Dino and his faggot for this unparalleled look at their incredible 15-year relationship!

(fingers crossed on that cumshot video!)

This thread follows the extraordinary marriage of straight Apex Alpha Dino and his fag wife Jamie. CLICK HERE to follow this thread in chronological order!

Apex Alpha God Dino has been reading your hyperventilating comments and questions after I published my explosive interview with him last week!

This is going to be PART ONE of two because he responded to some follow-up questions I had after reading what he wrote below. Believe me, he’s so intense that reading all of it at once might cause aneurysms, heart failure, or death.

Here are his responses to my readers:

faggot, 

My cuntboy was not going to calm down until I contacted you about some other faggot’s questions about Me. The hole is so excited that others of his stature recognize My power that it has begged, worshiped, and flattered me until… in other words it has used its position as My possession to encourage Me to allow your faggot readers to glimpse My greatness. After My usual hesitation of ANY acknowledgement of a desire on My boy’s part, I decided to write. 

Question 1- Yes I kiss My bitchboy. Interesting to Me is the fact that kissing was the LAST barrier to taking the cumhole as My wife. Its a straight Man thing. Once I truly loved My jamie as an ‘it’ and really saw it is a faggot, NOT a Man, then kissing wasn’t an issue. If any of you faggots are interested, yes, it gets the occasional full on ‘romantic’ kisses when deserved but, on a regular, receives My ‘face-eating’ kisses much more often.

Question 2-As our relationship progressed through the years so has what I allow the public to see. At first, it was My buddy in public and My bitch at home. Now, I allow the public to see some of what I have in My jamie and will speak to it almost as I do at home, it proudly wears My ring, makes sure others know it has My name, and other things faggots do to let the world know how incredibly awesome its ManGod is. 

Question 3-Ok faggots, My stats are as follows: 6′ 4″   220bs.   Italian Black hair.    Blue/black cruel eyes  Tattoos don’t cover me but I have them everywhere except My ass and My Junk, which is sacred and needs NO adjustment. My arms are 20 inches around. (My cuntboy LOVES them) I have chest hair at the top with a nice fur trail down to the good stuff. From the waist down there’s plenty of hair which My boy plays in constantly. My dick is 9.3 inches long and 5.4 inches wide. The amount I cum is anywhere from one quarter to one third of a cup. ( I own a HAPPY cumwhore who amuses me so I allow it to measure occasionally) I have cum up to 13 times in a 24 hour period at which time I discovered that if My body cannot produce cum as quickly as needed then My load is a mix of cum and blood and it is time to rest awhile. That’s enough of Me for any faggot to know unless it’s MY faggot.

 
Question 4-Other Alpha buds have offered their own fags for My service, say when we’ve all been watching the game, but I have THE perfect fag for me. Between all I have taught it and it’s own natural instinct as to what I need from it, everything is just how I desire to be worshiped and adored. Why throw added elements into a perfect situation? My own faggot is all I need in a servile, enthusiastic cuntwife. It has served and adored Me more, in more ways, than ANY living creature should ever worship anyone and that’s exactly what I deserve. Some say faggots are stupid or should be treated as if it is beneath contempt. That’s bullshit. My faggot is very intelligent and not just intellectually. It must anticipate My every thought,  move, and action-especially concerning sex and love-but in life as well. It makes My dick a little harder knowing that My faggot-wife is smart and gave up a full, successful life for a CHANCE to become My faggot. It was smart enough to find a way to become My cumhole which took real work on its part.

Question 5- I am considering allowing you faggots to see either some part of My body or maybe even see a clip of Me filling My faggots mouth with My cum. I’m torn. If it gives you faggots some hope, My own faggot is so proud that I’m its owner/Alpha Husband that it is pleading for me to allow you all to see my load. Maybe, we’ll see. The best way to handle a faggot’s deepest desires is to deny it what it wants-at least for a while.  Heh heh..

Well sam, I’ve answered the questions. I trust the faggots will be squirming in their seats and clenching their stickpussies while they dream of belonging to Me, a true Alpha God. 

Fuck you faggot…Hahaha

Who else talks like this? Thinks like this? Feels like this?

Master Dino is easily one of the most magnetic and intense forces to ever be featured here on this site. Keep your questions coming below, because he is paying attention to all of the little faggots gathered around his fireplace!

Tomorrow: PART TWO!

Hand over mouth, GOD @SRhyheim mounts and takes whatever he wants.

Yes, you might think of him as your dream romantic partner.

But he will always be an Apex Alpha, and these superior predators need to take things roughly to satisfy primal urges within. #HierarchyIsTruth

Each jar is 500ml of frozen cum pumped from the two large semen production factories dangling between the legs of Apex Alpha @MasterMarc9.

Ordinarily that is used to fill pussies. But he’s generously offering it to his findom faggots.

I wonder if it fills him with pride knowing that faggots all around the world are drinking his perfect genetic material and savoring it.

This is legendary Apex Alpha @phatrabbitkill2.

He has thoroughly cunted more fag pussy than virtually any Man alive.

His fucks should go down in history books. He’s like a mythical beast that wanders the countryside and raping holes at will.

You might remember the shrine I built in honor of young Alpha god Luca Taylor (CLICK HERE) here on FWA. He disappeared for a bit, but he’s back with a vengeance!

See how Master @ladsnloads uses his faggots? Whatever feels good to him is what matters; the sub’s wants don’t matter.

If he wants to use you like a cumrag, he will.

Said Master Luca himself: “you are not entitled to sucking this cock just because you live for it – u exist to be used to any capacity that your alpha chooses.”

I find this clip to be incredibly hot.

Here we see a hairy, muscular Alpha relaxed confidently in a chair, legs open wide, as he receives a blowjob from his little faggot.

Everything is focused on his pleasure, and he loves it. This is the natural Hierarchical position for this Alpha, and every cell in his body exhales peacefully. This is his purpose.

The faggot works to extract the Alpha’s nut. Soon the Alpha’s balls will tighten, his dick thickening as his godly body prepares to empty every drop of his essence into the faggot.

This is the center of everything. A Man being worshiped by an inferior born for that purpose.

They will both be at peace in achieving their purpose!

Anybody who has been following me since my Tumblr days will instantly recognize the mammoth cock in the video above.

It is, of course, the GOD COCK of legendary Tumblr Alpha @jdeschlong. It’s an unforgettable work of art:

It might be one of the two most famous dicks ever featured on Tumblr (the giant piece of meat belonging to natural-hung-Bull being the other). Master Deschlong’s cock is a formidable sculpture of Alpha superiority, a masterwork of beauty and utility designed to dominate and breed.

Here’s a true story:

When I first met Master Deschlong on Tumblr years ago, He was a hot straight Alpha with a monster dick. I would talk to him about using faggots, but he always told me he wasn’t interested. I used all of my considerable skill to convince him he should allow faggots to serve him, but he just wouldn’t budge.

Then he tried it.

Suddenly he discovered that the rumors are true: faggots really can service and worship his beautiful dick much better than females.

But there was something else I promised him that he also discovered was true: he felt POWERFUL with a faggot serving him. Owning and using faggots (in addition to females) made him feel like a fucking GOD.

Now he loves owning them!

Any faggot reading this is surely wanting to serve this young King. I wholeheartedly encourage everyone to reach out to him on Twitter, or buy him something from his wishlist.

In the meantime, enjoy these pics of the Man himself and thank the universe for making you a faggot born to serve him!

A day after I wondered aloud if Apex Alpha @BrandtsBoys ever used the word “faggot” in a video, he uses the word “cocksucker” in one.

Same difference.

Verbal Alphas like him rule the world!

I’m not an Alpha, nor am I a Man. I was born to serve them, not fully understand them.

But legendary Apex Alpha Natural-Hung-Bull from Tumblr is most definitely an Alpha, and an exquisite Man. He is the type of Man from whom any Alpha can learn much.

Here is a delicious piece of advice he gave recently:

I wish I could help young men understand how amazing you are, right now, at this stage of your life. Many seek perfection, not knowing you are already perfect in every way. Yes, keep that 33 waist for a lifetime. That should be your marker.

I wear 501s only. Always have.

You, pick a brand and if those fuckers get a little too tight, do something about it. In my 20s I had a 32 waist, now I’m a 33-34. And that’s fine w me.

Look at yourself. Accept yourself. Find your confidence. Because confidence “sells”.

A Real Male is a male human animal who has found acceptance. When you accept yourself, nature will back your confidence. Expect to make mistakes. Lots of them. Learn and grow. Be kind. People will see that. You choose your path and don’t look back.

Just like this.

Dom/sub encounters often involve some form of humiliation. Sometimes it’s physical abuse – slapping, spanking, spitting, etc. – and sometimes it involves verbal abuse.

While they might work momentarily on a faggot, these techniques rarely have long-lasting value in terms of training.

A more potent approach can be seen clearly in these two video clips from Apex Alpha @nyc_alpha. In them, Master NYC uses his own cock and balls to level a silent condemnation of the faggot forced to submit to true power.

This is a Hierarchical lesson it (and the rest of us) are unlikely to ever forget.

Here’s @nyc_Alpha with another gorgeous fetish clip that also features a deep lesson.

He’s an Apex Alpha. He’s straight. By all rights, he doesn’t need to invest much of himself in molding and guiding the life and thought processes of a faggot.

Yet here he is taking a keen interest in helping to improve the faggot groveling at his feet.

This is what separates great Alphas from the rest of the pack. These greatest Alphas see themselves as teachers and mentors to the weak and the timid. And while a faggot cannot attain the type of power Alphas have, these lessons can bring the faggot some peace and purpose, and thereby make them better instruments of service.

Master @BrandtsBoys is the epitome of Apex Alphahood, a dominant force of nature who teaches Hierarchy through practical training techniques like this.

The faggot will know better next time!

Yesterday’s desperate podcast on rape garnered many responses, but this one from an Alpha named Master Jack is my favorite. It is a vital response from a great Protector Alpha.

Read it, and be thankful for Men like him!

Hey Sam the Faggot:

I listened to your most recent podcast on the Rape of Fred this morning. First and foremost, I want you to know that I am thinking of Fred and you and sending you both my best thoughts during this difficult time.

As a protector alpha & thoroughbred Master, I take my role and responsibility for the safety of my faggots seriously. My ability to receive worship from fags is my inherent birthright and with that great privilege comes equal or greater responsibility. Safety, consent, responsibility are the cornerstone of any alpha/faggot dynamic; this is not conditional, it is an absolute.

There are so many asshole tops, pretend alphas, phony Masters in this world…men who do not have the right to claim alpha status under any circumstance. Fred’s rapist is a coward and a sociopath. I do believe in karma and know the universe will react to this violation. Over the years I have had many gay boys and faggots beg me to rape them. I have had other topmen and assholes invite me to join them in organized rape of fags. I’ve refused these requests and counseled the fags to not pursue the rape fantasy or urge. After hearing your podcast I realized I have not done enough. I am pledging to use my alpha status in any way I can to promote the danger of the rape fantasy.

Thank you, faggot for bringing this important topic to the forefront. Let me know if there’s anything I can do to assist in spreading this message.

Master Jack

Such a heartwarming and uplifting message of strength and hope!

This is why we faggots serve Men like him so eagerly! Men like him are the GODS of our world! It is such a privilege to worship them!

This is a concurrent thread highlighting Sir Rob, the 51-year-old Apex Alpha Father of 17-year-old Alpha Kyle. CLICK HERE to read all of the posts about this extraordinary Alpha in chronological order!

One of the great treasures of this blog for me is the opportunity to meet and come to intimately know some of the greatest Men alive today. These Men – I call them Apex Alphas – are more than just dominant Men seeking pleasure from lesser beings. They are leaders in the most complete sense, Men who take a personal responsibility to honor and support the legacy of Alphahood itself.

To that end, they often will take it upon themselves to teach other Alphas about their Alphahood, unlocking the true power within them.

Sir Rob has already proven to be one such Apex Alpha. As readers on this blog know, Sir Rob is the married Alpha father of Master Kyle, and he’s the one who taught his son about the wonders of fag ownership.

Now Sir Rob has unlocked this great secret of Alphahood for an longtime Alpha friend of his named Tom!

Here’s Sir Rob with the story:

So a few weeks ago I decided to take a week off to go fishing with one of my best friends. He’s a high profile attorney, his name is Tom. He’s an Alpha as well but never fucked a fag. We’ve known each other since high school.

We rented a nice shack next to the lake and after fishing all day decided to hit the bar in town that is a few miles away. We both drank way too much beer and flirted the night away. We came back to the shack with a beautiful young woman each, and we both fucked all night long, trying to one up each other as we could hear everything through the paper thin walls (our rooms were next to each other). The next day, we did the same thing. Fishing, bar, sex with beautiful women.

Until the next day. We went to the bar and a really cute little faggot approached me right away. I flirted with him, in front of Tom, who was completely dumbfounded and eventually I left to the bathroom where the twink sucked my cock since he kept teasing me and rubbing my bulge. Tom didn’t flirt at all, too distracted by the fag and I.

We went home with the fag and just as we got home, I ordered the faggot to serve me in front of Tom. He sat down on the couch, watching the faggot suck my dick then watched me fuck him raw. In the middle of fucking, he unbuckled his jeans and ordered the fag to suck his dick. The faggot obeyed immediately and started sucking his cock.

I eventually came and then offered him his ass. He smiled and went straight to his pussy. He went to town and fucked his hole like crazy. We ended up both fucking the fag all night, giving him loads and loads of cum. The three last days we were there, we alternated fucking women and fags.

Tom told me it was one of the best weeks of his entire life.

You can just imagine how joyfully exhausted that faggot was after being used by two powerful Alphas all night in a cabin in the woods!

But more importantly, we see an Apex Alpha create a safe space for his Alpha brother to experience true power. It’s like going to a club and then having an insider escort you to the exclusive V.I.P. area where all of the REAL goodies are kept.

That is what Sir Rob unlocked for Master Tom that weekend – TRUE POWER.

And if you’re curious, Master Tom loved his first taste of faggot worship so much that he immediately went out and found his first faggot! He’s now a FAG OWNER! That story will come in a follow-up post.

Alphahood is real. It is a true brotherhood of superior Men who elevate each other in line with that ancient proverb: “By iron, iron is sharpened.”

And Apex Alphas like Sir Rob continue to lead other Alphas and teach them to ascend.

I am a faggot grateful to witness and sing their praises to the stars.

Note: the title of this story is a tribute to my beloved @natural-hung-bull on tumblr, another great married Apex Alpha and wise sage of faggot ownership.

Gaze upon this stunning picture of GOD @SoccerBro619!!!

He’s Alpha AF and showing off the kind of style usually reserved for Hollywood elites!

FUCK EVERYBODY ELSE! My beloved Master just leveled the competition!

ALL LESSER LIFE FORMS: Get on your knees and SERVE HIM!

FUCK!

I have worshiped him since before he had even 200 followers. His Alphahood was so obvious to me from the instant I saw him, and I chased him around on Twitter forever before he would even talk to a faggot like me.

And now, here he is, a vision of perfection. I’m stunned.

He’s the hottest human being to have ever walked this planet.

He’s my King.

What you’re looking at is 300ml of Apex Alpha cum courtesy of the superior balls of Twitter findom Master @mastermarc9.

He spent three months shooting 50-60 loads into that cup for one of his loyal cash faggots.

Only an Alpha can produce massive loads like that!

Imagine the focus, determination, and dedication it takes to accomplish this task! And keep in mind, he produced all of that while still pumping loads into the females he’s fucking!

I love Master Marc, and so do many other faggots; He just passed the 10K follower milestone. Every day more faggots fall to their knees before perfection!

To me, Ruslan Angelo is the perfect faggot. He’s gorgeous, athletic, cock-hungry, flexible, and completely submissive.

But his faghood often gets put to the test because he’s now a worldwide star. Faggots often best serve low-key in order to keep their egos in check.

But here’s Ruslan, now a major player in the porn industry, still serving as a faggot. It’s most impressive to me, and really shows how natural and deeply-ingrained faghood is within us.

This clip features Lucas Entertainment founder and Apex Alpha Michael Lucas really mistreating and humiliating Ruslan, and my dear brother handles it perfectly!

I would really love it if these two added Jordan Fox to the mix. The sight of Lucas and Fox pouncing on a true faggot like Ruslan would likely be unforgettable!

This thread follows the story of Master Jan, an Apex Alpha from Germany who is marrying Milo, his faggot of three years. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!

After weeks of silence, I received an unexpected text from Master Jan.

My faggot had a breakdown last night as I was fucking his little brother.

Okay! That got my attention!

It seems that 26-year-old Milo, Master Jan’s faggot and future spouse, has a 19-year-old virgin brother named Sascha. Master Jan has apparently wanted to fuck Sascha since he first saw the younger brother 1.5 years ago, but Sascha was out of town.

Now Sascha is back for the foreseeable future, so Master Jan knew it was time to strike.

Sascha asked if he could stay at Master Jan agreed. So after Sascha arrived and unpacked, they all sat down for a meal together.

We had dinner and after dinner I told Sascha he could get on my cock now. He didn’t even hesitate. Milo started freaking out and said his brother couldn’t suck me.

I said why not? Of course he can! And Milo started crying because it wasn’t fair.

So Sascha sucked me and Milo freaked out. I told him to shut up and then I took Sascha to the bedroom and told him to strip. Meanwhile, I got Milo. I told him to kneel and watch me using his brother.

Then I cunted Sascha.

As if watching his future husband cunt his younger brother wasn’t enough, Master Jan decided to punish Milo’s emotional outburst by forcing his faggot to sleep on the floor (Sascha got the guest bedroom)! Master Jan told Milo: “I don’t like faggots that disobey in my bed.”

In the morning, Milo was quiet. He went about performing his chores while hearing his Master and future husband fuck his brother again. It was the height of humiliation.

Meanwhile, Master Jan was formulating a plan designed to correct Milo’s bad behavior while also bonding them into a cohesive unit. Only one issue remained – how would Milo react?

Later that morning Milo was texting me and said “My brother is sucking my Master right now as we speak.” I could sense of stifled indignation; Milo was clearly swallowing his pride. Then Milo wrote, “Master is calling. Gotta go.”

Hours passed. Then I finally heard from Milo, and he wrote this:

OMG! He fucked us both, and made me do things I never thought I would.

He called me when my brother was at his cock. He told Sascha to stop and then he told me to kiss my brother with tongue and everything. I was reluctant first, because that was something I had never wanted to do or even thought about it but he told me to be a good faggot and not disappoint him again and I did obey. First, it felt weird but then it got really hot.

Then he told us to go on all fours and then I had to rim my brother! That felt so weird again but Master said I should focus on my job and stop thinking. He wanted me to get my brother ready to take his cock. I did obey and then he told my brother to rim me!!! So embarrassing but what could I do and it actually felt nice. Then Master penetrated my brother but told him to go on rimming me. I got rimmed by my brother while Master was fucking him. Sascha almost passed out!!!

Then Master pulled out and penetrated me and fucked me. He changed holes a few times till he eventually came inside my brother. He pulled out and shot another load inside of me. It was so hot!!!!

Master Jan was understandably proud of both the accomplishment and the success of his disciplinary action with Milo. “I have them both under control now,” crowed Master Jan.

Indeed, the change in Milo after this group sex episode was profound.

“I’m feeling great,” said Milo, “This was so awesome. You can’t imagine. Master knows exactly what he is doing,”

Later that day, Master Jan laid out the plan going forward. Milo relayed it to me this way:

Master wants me to train my brother to become a good faggot. He says I’m in charge of him and I can punish him if I think it’s necessary. He also told my brother that. To my surprise my brother only said Yes, Sir. I think he’s still in a trance.

So now Master Jan owns faggot brothers, and order has been re-established in his Kingdom! It’s good to be an Apex Alpha Master!

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In the five years I’ve been running this website I’ve been blessed to cover (and in some cases coach) some of the most incredible true stories I’ve ever heard. Some have been inspiring, some heartbreaking. Some have broken long-held taboos and beliefs. All of them have left me shaken, humbled, and in awe.

This site has even resulted in one Alpha/fag marriage (yourAsianstudent and his professor). Marriages between Alphas and their faggots happen very rarely, and are tricky to navigate. More than anything, success with a marriage of that type requires an Alpha of limitless control and foresight.

Which leads me to an Apex Alpha from Germany named Master Jan and his Belgium faggot named Milo. You see, after three years of owning Milo Master Jan will marry it in September and subsequently become absolute owner of Milo!

Master Jan was born Apex.

I used my first faggot when I was in primary school, so probably I was 6 or 7. Of course I didn’t use him sexually. But he did things for me like carrying my bag, cleaning my room, giving me his pocket money, buying me sweets…

At the age of 14 Master Jan used his first faggot sexually.

It was summer, we were at the lake bathing, the boy who served me at this time couldn’t take his eyes from my crotch. I told him to suck my cock and after a little encouragement by my friends he did. After he had sucked me I told him to suck the others off as well and he obeyed.

By the time Master Jan reached college, he was a full-fledged Apex Alpha with a hunger for supreme domination. It was during these college years that Master Jan owned a faggot for the longest term yet (five years), four of which happened as roommates.

With this college roommate Master Jan began to develop a desire to completely own every aspect of a faggot’s life.

Master Jan is 35-years-old now. Nearly three years ago Master Jan met Milo the faggot through a Craigslist ad (oh how I miss Craigslist!) and Master Jan immediately took control. At the very beginning Master Jan had everything planned; he told the faggot that, if Milo pleased him, he would marry him at the three-year anniversary. He also predicted that he would make his proposal official after two years.

And exactly two years later, Master Jan presented his faggot with an unusual engagement ring – a chastity cage! Now, exactly three years to the day, Master Jan will officially marry his faggot!

So what does a marriage between an Apex Alpha and a faggot look like? In this case, Master Jan requires that Milo quit his job in order to be a full-time servant and housewife. Milo is not allowed to do anything without approval, including bathroom visits.

Explained Master Jan:

I put a lot of work into my faggots. Like I said. I only expect the best service, perfect behaviour. There must be no doubt who owns their body and its functions. Milo must ask for permission even when he needs to use the toilet. I own him completely.

Like virtually all Apex Alphas, Master Jan will continue to use other faggots outside of the marriage. When I asked if he informs Milo of these outside trysts, Master Jan was blunt. He said Milo will find out when he’s cleaning his dick off “with his tongue” afterward.

Of course, Master Jan’s control extends to complete financial ownership. Master Jan demands that, after the marriage, he will be in total control over all of their money.

Because with marriage I will own him completely. Every little bit of him. He must surrender his finances to me. He will fully depend on me.

It was this issue of financial surrender that caused a panicked Milo to contact me. The faggot asked me if he really needed to give up that much control.

But after hearing about the intense level of control and honesty Master Jan maintains, I advised Milo to surrender. It’s clear that Master Jan has astounding power, and he seems honorable. That’s why I told Milo that his money is safe in this Master’s hands.

Indeed, his entire life!

Master Jan is one of the most powerful Alpha presences I’ve ever encountered. Some Alphas are content to simply own a faggot (or even multiple faggots) and be the King of their own Kingdom, but Master Jan wants to be a GOD to his faggot.

Milo wisely views his Master that way, which is why Master Jan is choosing to marry him.

But beyond the story about their impending nuptials I was most impressed by Master Jan’s view of Hierarchy and the role of faggots within it. Master Jan is a biologist, so he tends to look at concepts like this through the lens of science.

He said this regarding faggots:

I’m not a evolution scientist. As far as I know there’s no evidence, but in my opinion it’s absolutely clear that there have always been alphas and faggots. I guess the cavemen fucked each other as a demonstration of dominance, but in my opinion straight men started to use gay men for sex when feminism came along and they were called rapists when they used women for the purpose they exist. I know many would call my opinion sexist, and maybe it is, but the purpose of life is to breed and multiply. That’s what all creatures are aiming for. Some exist to breed, others to get bred. I hope that makes sense.

I completely agree!

Milo the faggot now has a great god to worship for the rest of his life, and Master Jan will always have his little faggot under his control at his feet. Once more Hierarchy proves itself to be a perfectly-fulfilling circle of power and release, dominance and submission that truly satisfies the needs of Men and faggots!

I thank Master Jan and Milo the faggot for sharing their incredible story with me!

Every day @MasterMarc9 pulls out his giant Alpha cock for the daily harvest.

His large, swollen balls have been making more of his potent, superior seed. Every drop contains HIM, the essence of GOD.

With every squirt of cum, another faggot is fed communion with a higher power!

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And I mean DELIGHTS. Look at these videos, and witness his joy and fascination as his feet are worshiped on command by a faggot.

Alphas likely don’t understand the faggot need to worship their feet, except maybe on a Hierarchical level. They comprehend that a faggot in extremely submissive and feels the need to completely debase itself in worship. And they feel powerful watching these displays of adoration to the lowliest part of their perfect bodies.

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I’ve written about Apex Alpha NYC_Alpha a number of times already. I don’t even know what else can be said about this perfect predator, an Alpha specifically and uniquely designed to enslave faggots and females.

Here he is singing “Dream A Little Dream” in his Broadway-quality voice while absolutely SOUL FUCKING faggots around the world. He tosses this shit off like it’s nothing, and to him, it IS nothing.

But to faggots, it’s everything.

I wrote this tweet while in incredulous shock moments after witnessing this:

Okay, goddammit, now this isn’t even fair.

GOD @nyc_alpha was already irresistible … now he’s going to BEAUTIFULLY SING LOVE SONGS???

It’s like the INCEPTION of MIND FUCKS!

This is akin to DYNAMITING fish in a barrel. Just put a collar on me and claim my life!

I don’t know what a faggot is supposed to do after something like this. Just give up and surrender, I guess!