Hi Sam, It’s Michael I am in the best place in my life I have ever been in. Over the weekend my alpha cunted me. It was a life changing experience. I started shaking and I couldn’t do anything but worship my alpha. He made me more submissive and his cock felt bigger then ever as he  came inside me. My cock was dribbling precum in my cage and I was in such a state of bliss. I don’t even know how I can go about thanking my alpha for this. How should I thank him for the best experience I have ever had? My alpha has changed my life and I thank him for that, but I also thank you for getting me to this point and helping me as I obsess over every little thing. I just need some help to thank the one real man who owns me. How should I thank him for my cunting?

This is an ongoing thread featuring a young cocksucker named Michael. I’ve now compiled them into a chronological thread that you can read by CLICKING HERE.
 
OH MY GOODNESS! CONGRATULATIONS, BROTHER!!
 
Nobody ever believes me about cunting until it happens to them out of the blue and hits them in the head like a bag of nickels! It is the single most incredible GIFT that an Alpha can ever give to a faggot, one that, like you said, changes their life forever! 
 
Did your Alpha tell you he was planning to cunt you before it happened? Or did he just do it in the heat of the moment and cause it to come upon you like a summer storm? It’s really not important, but I’m the type to ask a ton of questions! 
 
Honestly, I don’t think Alphas really expect their faggots to do anything special after they cunt them except to faithfully serve and worship them. I think you should greet him next time on your knees, and profusely kiss his feet while breathlessly thanking him for what he did to you. Alphas LOVE to see subs fucking LET GO and surrender themselves COMPLETELY out of gratitude and wonder. 
 
You can make him special meals, give him massages, and pamper him ten different ways to Sunday, but nothing beats simple, expressive, and honest acts of devotion and worship like that! 
 
You have a VERY special owner! If he knows about me, tell him that I am so proud of him and grateful that there are great Alpha Kings like him in the world! 

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This post is part of a thread following the rise of 22-year-old straight Apex Alpha Master Darius as he builds a Kingdom of faggots around himself. CLICK HERE for all of these posts in chronological order!

Sometimes I receive criticism for my unwavering insistence on natural-born Alphahood and faghood. I suppose I see their point. After all, who necessarily likes the idea of a predestined and inescapable future? And yet the proof for such a reality is there, whether it’s from my own life or the lives of those I meet.

The latest evidence for natural-born Alphahood I’ve encountered is the life of a 22-year-old straight Apex Alpha named Master Darius. Alphahood is all Master Darius has ever known in his blessed life growing up in Asia.

Like many natural Apex Alphas, Master Darius lost his virginity young. He had developed into a powerful sexual predator young, equipped with a huge cock that shamed the other boys his age. This began to help him appreciate that he was meant to be different than other males. Better.

And as Master Darius started to vaguely comprehend the Hierarchical differences within the boys below him, faggots became painfully obvious as well. He recognized that there are males born to serve the other end of the Hierarchical spectrum, sub males that can be used. And fortunately for Master Darius one such faggot presented itself to him when they were just 14 years old.

We were paired up on an activity that involved us going door to door to sell some stuff. As you can imagine, there was pretty much no supervision. At this time, I had already fucked two older girls, so we got to talking about sex as he followed me around. He didn’t believe I had fucked a girl already, and then didn’t believe it when I said that the girls loved my big dick. So he challenged me to prove it, wagering a blowjob on outsizing him, I pulled my dick out and he dropped to his knees. Once he tasted my dick, there was no going back for him.

This young faggot pulled a time-tested gambit that appeals to the ego of well hung Alphas and actually works often. It definitely worked with Master Darius, who wasted no time forcing this faggot into submission.

I found out later that he’d had a crush on me for a while. I used it for 4-5 years or so. I didn’t push him as far as I did my later fags; I was still inexperienced.

By “pushed as far”, Master Darius is referring to cunting faggots. This happened the first time when he was 15 years old. Of course at the time Master Darius was unaware of cunting or what it meant in terms of faggot ownership. Like most well-hung Alphas, cunting is an accidental by-product of their giant dicks hammering the faggot’s second ring during furious rutting. Master Darius remembers the first time he cunted a faggot at age 15:

I remember fucking past the second hole and the fag’s eyes grew wide and his whimpers and moans grew louder and higher pitched. Fucked him into a hands free orgasm where he practically shook and trembled on my dick. Even after I pulled out, he was shaking and twitching and he was more subservient than usual. It was like I fucked him into a different plane of existence, whereas before he would try to keep it down and would require some convincing to clean my dick after a good fucking, after he was like a whole new fag whose whole life was my dick and bringing me pleasure. In the days after, the fag came to beg me for my cock again, with a frequency that surprised me, because I was usually the one who approached him to get him to serve.

I cannot tell you how much I adore this description of cunting and its aftereffects! He’s absolutely right about the severity of cunting on the faggot brain, how deeply it alters the faggot and makes it submit much more completely.

So armed with this newfound power to cunt faggots, Master Darius began using it to force submission in other faggots. He would typically cunt them on the second or third fuck.

After high school, Master Darius was forced by National law in Asia to serve a couple of years in military service.

It’s interesting to me to study natural Hierarchy in the context of military service. As we all know, there is a hierarchy in every military force, with generals ranking higher than lieutenants who are ranked higher than privates. Regardless of what type of person your superior officer is, you’re expected to submit to him and obey him.

But natural Hierarchy supersedes even military hierarchy. That’s because military hierarchy is a creation of Men, whereas natural Hierarchy is written by creation itself. It’s a part of our genetic code.

Master Darius’ arrival in military service proved that beyond any doubt, as he instantly began forcing his “superior” officers to submit and serve him.

I’ve pushed my commanding officer in the military to fully accept his faghood and serve me. He was gay and in the closet, always having thought of himself as a top. When I was posted in, I noticed him checking me out and I gradually took charge of the convo. So I decided to go on the hunt and make him into my bitch. I worked on him in many small ways, getting him to become devoted to me. After an exercise, we were getting ready to shower and it was just him and me. I stripped down, stinking to high heaven, and he couldn’t help himself but stare at me. My scent probably was overwhelming the faggot. He stripped as well and my soft cock easily outsized his. He got hard easily, acting like a blushing virgin, trying to assert his “power” as my commanding officer over him. I pushed him into the wall and shoved his face into my pits before turning him around and fucking his hole. He loved it and became my faggot from then on.

Do you see how easily natural Hierarchy erases the flimsy, man-made hierarchies of man-made institutions? Natural Hierarchy is inescapable and undeniable, and by this point in his life Master Darius knew that truth well. It made him fearless, willing to mount and breed a higher-ranking officer regardless of the possible consequences. He knew he was untouchable due to his Apex Alphahood!

This conquest led to more triumphs:

Even when I was doing basic training, it wasn’t exactly hard to get my sergeants to bend for me. Even the most muscular sergeant had no trouble admitting it was a fag when my dick was up its pussy.

There were 4 separate incidents of my underwear being stolen during my military years, all of them by different fags. I found out eventually who stole them.

For one faggot, it was pretty obvious. The fag stole my underwear and lied about doing it….when we were the only ones in the building that day! It didn’t take much effort to own him. It didn’t admit until I pinned it down and spanked it, then I fucked it. That particular fag returned my underwear to me and spent the rest of the day between my legs, sucking me off, praising me, worshipping, begging me to fuck him again. I just ignored his whines and slapped him around once in a while. On that day I only fucked it once, but I made regular plans to put our duty schedules together and I fucked him many more times after that and cunted him on the second time.

Can you see the infinite power an Apex Alpha wields in all situations, even ones with rigid codes of hierarchy-based conduct? When I say Apex Alphas are gods, I’m being deadly serious and not hyperbolic. They literally exist on another level inaccessible to inferiors.

Master Darius currently owns several personal faggots now that he’s out of the military, and he also manages time to fuck some female fuck buddies as well.

It’s good to be King!

We will definitely be hearing more from Master Darius! He has some other incredible stories to come!

This post is part of a thread chronicling a faggot named Dalton and his service to his straight Apex Alpha friend Caleb. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!

When a faggot is first rutted and bred (or better yet, cunted) by a truly dominant Alpha, the sensations and emotions of the experience never leave. They’re impossible to ignore or forget. An Alpha is almost a different species from other Men, primal and powerful. They’re creatures of tough leather, thick hides, and wide, vice-like paws. Not only do they ignore the word “no”, but they often never even hear it. In the moment, their minds are on the prairie or deep in the woods, the scent of blood in their nostrils and the quickened thump of heartbeats in their ears.

They are hunters. Conquerors. Kings. Gods.

Being taken by Beasts of that sort is akin to rape. Consent is not so much given as it is understood. Accepted. It’s acknowledged the same way the nod of a mob boss is understood by his henchmen. It’s Natural Law, the way of the jungle, the Hierarchical code written in the genetics of every human male.

Faggots taken this way by Alphas live on afterward like the residents of Hiroshima lived on after the Bomb. Scarred, alive, and blessed with new wisdom. Trauma has a way of opening us up, exposing raw nerve endings and tickling us forever like phantom limbs.

I say all of this as a way to describe some of my indescribable experiences of being taken and used by great Apex Alphas in the past. Even my rape, as traumatic as it was, is something I cannot regret and for which I am strangely grateful. I am different, a new creation, because I have been used so completely by Men far superior to me.

My fag brother Dalton knows what I mean.

He clearly felt that shiver of recollection that sometimes blows through us experienced faggots like a cool breeze over a sunburn. The sensations burst back into our mind, and we again smell the scent of the Man who took us, the angle of a sunbeam through a half-closed window, the drips of sweat on our face, the hot breath and grunting, and the ache that became a Void within us yearning for more.

Dalton wrote to me in that state of reminiscence about his first time being roughly taken by possibly one of the most powerful Apex Alphas stalking the Earth today, the great straight Master Caleb.

I was 15. I watched a lot of porn and jerked off so I knew what two guys fucking looked like.  I had been playing with my asshole in the shower and learning how good it felt. I instinctively knew I wanted to be the bottom in those videos.  

Caleb wondered if it was true that two dudes would fuck each other. I showed him parts of a gay porn video online.  It must have lit up something in his brain.  Of course I tended to watch videos that had dominant tops, so he saw some big dicked top using some poor bottom.  

The next time he came over, unannounced of course, and said he was going to fuck me. I thought he was joking.  I was scared to death. I tried to explain to him that he couldn’t just shove his cock in.  He knew I had lotion to jerk off, so that excuse was gone.  He told me to go get it.  He pulled my shorts and underwear down before I had a chance and kicked them away.  He motioned at me to take off my shirt too. I obeyed.  He stayed clothed at first.   

He told me to get on the bed while I finished with my hole.  I squeezed some in his hand to put on his dick.  I tried to pop my ass out like I had seen in porn.  That must have really set him off because before I knew it he was penetrating.  It was not an easy penetration.  I can’t fathom how awful it would have been if I hadn’t fingered myself a little first.  At that point his girth was starting to grow in. 

He raved about how it felt at first.  He didn’t get too aggressive at that point.  He loved the tightness.  Once he got bored with that he wrapped himself around me and started grinding away hard while I was trapped underneath him like prey. I would try to at least squirm a little but that just set him off.  I just laid there and tried to hold back tears. They weren’t sad or bad tears though. 

If you don’t make noise he feels challenged. He wants to hear you. He tightened this bear hug around me. He started doing sharp, deep thrusts to make me cry out. I just grew limp and whimpered. I was still hard.  That’s the crazy thing.  He was so loud that I was afraid if someone came home early that they would hear all of it.  He really really liked how tight I felt.  

He nutted in me.  There was something different about it from just swallowing. It was breeding.  I pulled my sheet over me and curled up in a ball.  Caleb walked down the hall (still naked. . .) to the bathroom and washed his dick off.  He was in great spirits and still going on about how amazing it was.  I just laid there speechless and hugged up to my pillow.  At first I just wanted to get his scent off my sheets.  Then I could still smell him on my body.  I washed everything and tried to put it out of my mind but couldn’t.  I had trouble looking at myself in the mirror.  

But something clicked eventually.  I didn’t have to ever worry about ever living up to the standards of his world. I couldn’t.  I was free.  I think I liked myself better.  Plus I had experienced something I knew a lot of girls wanted and I loved that.

Do you hear it in Dalton’s words? The sense of terror, pain, and finally WONDER? It’s liberating to be taken that way by the most powerful Men alive. Your mind turns off, your body turns on, and nature takes its course as celestial bodies wheel indifferently in the sky. It’s an orchestrated cataclysm. Matter and antimatter colliding. Two energy sources diametrically-opposed to each other – one faggot, one Alpha – slamming together and creating balance, harmony.

This is the way it has always been. This is the way it always will be.

Even as lowly faggots, we have a place and a purpose. It’s created from the rubble of the glorious destruction Alphas cause.

Submit. Be taken. Become free.

Gaze upon the God-Man Master Caleb, and imagine having that Alpha Predator set you free!

This post is part of a thread chronicling the ownership of a faggot named Jamie by a straight Apex Alpha named Master G. CLICK HERE to read these posts in chronological order!

So in the previous post I detailed Master G’s initial taking of his former Alpha best friend Tucker. It was a brutal-but-loving session in which Master G took away all of Tucker’s prior thoughts about being an Alpha or an equal or even a Man, breaking down Tucker’s defenses and exposing the quivering, frightened faggot that has been hiding inside his entire life.

And then Master G gave Tucker a week to consider whether or not he wanted to be caged and owned as a faggot much like dear Jamie.

Of course, it was a foregone conclusion that Tucker was going to surrender after that traumatic experience at the hands of his former friend and mentor. Tucker was no longer a Man. He had been forced to look at himself in the Hierarchical mirror and admit the truth: he was truly a faggot.

So after a week to consider his decision, Tucker returned to Master G for the caging ceremony that would finalize his enslavement.

Here’s Jamie’s telling of it:

The caging was very beautiful and simple.  I made sure Tucker was very smooth and clean, inside and out. (He’s says the douching is getting easier) We were both naked and kneeling when Daddy came in the door.  HE fed both of us his piss, and then took off his shirt so we could get into his sweaty armpits.  HE said to just sniff first.  No licking.  To rub our faces in it.  He wanted HIS scent on both of us, marking us as HIS property.  (HIS scent is like crack to me!  I think Tucker had the same experience).  Then HE led us into the bathroom.

First HE had Tucker help uncage me and shave & clean me.  Again, it is so unnerving to have my GOD and MASTER on his knees attending to my worthless clit.  HE says I have to learn to endure it, so I try.  But what HE did next was almost unbearable.  HE told Tucker to look at my cock.  HE called it my “magnificent cock”!  (He has never really acknowledged that I even had a cock before. Sometimes a clit.) He told Tucker that it put Tucker’s little cock to shame.  HE said that I was willing to shrink my “Monster” down to a tiny clit out of love for my Daddy, and also that it was me who convinced HIM to allow Tucker to be HIS faggot.  Tucker gave me this look. 

And then DADDY told him to kiss my cock out of respect and to thank me.  Oh Sammy! Tucker gave my cock a sweet kiss and then looked right in my eyes and said thank-you!  I was trembling, Sammy!  I just didn’t know how to deal with that!  I was trying so hard not to cry or to faint.  Daddy would not have liked that. But it was so hard to take, it almost hurt.

Then they re-caged me and I got on my knees to help cage Tucker.  The cage you recommended fit well and Tucker said is was comfortable.  Then I handed Tucker the key and he got on his knees and presented it to Daddy. (Actually, Daddy left it with me when HE went to the gym.  Just in case it gets uncomfortable or needs adjusting.  But Tucker doesn’t know that)

Then DADDY led us to the bedroom.  HE told us to get on the bed, kneeling face to face.  I was kinda confused, I didn’t know what HE wanted.  HE said he wanted to watch HIS two bitches to make out.  So we did.  HE kept urging us to really get into it.  HE said it made HIM so fucking hot to watch his two “lezbo bitches” making out.  It must’ve harder for Tucker than for me.  I’ve always thought Tucker was very sexy, but remember, Tucker is straight.  He says he’s never been attracted to men. (We talked a lot about this in the few days he’s been living here.  He’s still only attracted to women, so I asked him how he can be Daddy’s faggot?  He said it’s because Daddy isn’t a man.  HE’s a GOD.  Tucker has worshipped HIM since they were toddlers, so what turns him on about DADDY is serving HIM.  Is this common?  Are there a lot of straight faggots?  Is it possible? Or is he just a slave?  I don’t really understand it, but there it is.)

Sorry, I got off topic there.

DADDY was getting VERY excited watching us and finally said, “Jamie-girl, get out.” and told me to go stay in the guest room for the night.  As I was leaving HE started taking off HIS belt.  So I knew what was coming for Tucker. (Earlier DADDY had told me to leave some ropes in the bedroom in case Tucker couldn’t take a beating without restraints.)

So I only know what I heard through the walls.  Poor Tucker was really screaming a lot at first. More like shrieking. Then sobbing.  At some point I heard DADDY start fucking him and Tucker started making so much noise!  (I wonder if I am that noisy?)  It was weird and actually sorta hot.  His voice got all high and girly!  It sounded like DADDY was fucking a 4 year old girl in there!  I just put DADDY’s dildo in my cunt and l listened for most of the night.  DADDY was giving Tucker multiple orgasms with HIS GOD COCK!  (I told Tucker about the multiples and also that DADDY insisted on hands-free cums only.  Tucker was worried because he’d never had either and didn’t know if he could.  But clearly, DADDY was making it happen.  I could hear it in HIS voice.  He always sorta “roars” when HE makes it happen.  And it charges HIM up so much, it makes HIM want to just keep on going!)  

Anyway, it went on pretty much all night.  I drifted in and out of sleep.

When I got up I made them a nice big breakfast in bed, and when I took it in Daddy was sitting up with HIS arms behind HIS head, and Tucker was cuddled down with his head on DADDY’s chest.  It was like a picture!  DADDY just motioned for me to leave to tray and told me to go workout on my own.

In case it needs to be stated, Master G cunted Tucker multiple times that night together. Cunting is such a powerful cementing of an Alpha’s claim on a faggot’s body and soul that it cannot be replicated any other way. Once that happened, Tucker was Master G’s owned faggot for life.

Continued Jamie:

I served them both a breakfast in bed earlier, and Daddy told me to go to my workout alone, that they needed a little more alone time together.  When I got home Daddy was up and just about to shower, so I was lucky enough to suck down his morning piss and clean Tucker’s cunt juices of HIS perfect GOD COCK beforehand.  (Someday I feel like just writing and telling you about how absolutely perfect and wonderful HIS GOD COCK is.  I could write pages and pages about it!)  Then HE grabbed my head in both hands and told me to open my mouth and HE spit in my mouth a couple dozen times, and then kissed me!  A long, long kiss that just made me melt!  He has never kissed me so much as HE has the past few weeks. I think owning Tucker has made HIM very happy!

Now Daddy has left and Tucker is asleep after what sounded like a VERY exhausting night!  I just peeked in on him and he looks just like a sweet little boy who has fallen asleep on Christmas after getting everything he ever wanted from Santa Claus!  It’s amazing that such a huge brute like Tucker can look so adorable!  I am a little jealous of how handsome he is.  Sigh.

I just find the story of Tucker’s enslavement so interesting from a Hierarchical perspective. Here we have a straight Alpha who idolized his Apex Alpha best friend so much that he was willing to be completely emasculated, caged, cunted, and turned into a faggot! It’s such a dramatic change that it almost redefines what is actually possible with the power Apex Alphas possess!

Tucker has been in the midst of getting a divorce from his wife (unrelated to these events). Once the estate is divided up, Tucker intends to give it all to his new Owner, Master G, and serve beside his faggot brother at Master G’s feet.

It’s what Nature intended all along. It just took Alpha power and honesty to break away the facade and reveal the truth.

I’m so proud of Tucker and Jamie for crafting themselves into perfect faggots for their Daddy. But I’m mostly proud of Master G for devoting his time, energy, and superior mental/emotional abilities in order to help Tucker become the truest form of himself.

That is the highest and most noble form of love. Hierarchical love.

This is part of a continuing series chronicling the rise of Apex Alpha Jin, a straight Korean Alpha who discovered that his roommate Chin is a faggot and took ownership of the faggot’s life. Since then, he has mentored straight Apex Alphas Nick and Matt in their journey of faggot ownership.  CLICK HERE for all relevant posts in chronological order!

It’s been a while since I’ve been able to feature Master Jin on the site. He’s been busy working long hours at the hospital while battling the ongoing COVID pandemic in Montreal and handling his faggots Chin and Alex when he has the chance. In between all of that Master Jin has been able to start dating a new girl as well. He’s busy, but like all great Alphas, he’s able to handle the load.

But of course, even gods need a break. So Master Jin very recently had the idea to rent a large cottage in Montreal for a week of well-earned vacation, and he invited Masters Nick and Matt and all of their faggots to come there to stay with him and his fags for the week!

Can you imagine these three insatiable Masters spending a week with their seven faggots? Imagine the incredible amounts of service and worship these gods will receive, so many nights filled with the screams of cunted faggots, heavy sighs of pleasure, and gallons of cum!

Sounds like a dream come true for any Alpha or faggot!

It’s a gorgeous place, too. Check out the pics:

THE CUNTING BEFORE THE STORM

Once Master Matt found out the trip would be coming up so quickly, he stepped up his initiation program with his new faggot Tommy, cunting him last night about 1-2 weeks sooner than normal. Why? Because he wanted to get his new faggot cunted so that it could be used by his brother Alphas during the vacation, of course!

Said Master Matt:

Got Tommy cunted last night. Yes it went very well. Was a 15 min rut and I could see it happen before my eyes. It was good but he is a screamer. I am quite experienced at cunting faggots now. I plan on getting my PHD in faggot cunting.

Very cute! If only they did give out such degrees! Master Matt would be a Nobel Laureate!

Little Tommy was apoplectic:

OMG YES! It was out of this world! It felt like Matt’s big cock was touching my heart! Sam being cunted is emotional roller coaster! I really am a faggot … I wish I could have Matt’s babies!

As Master Matt was cunting Tommy he was telling him, “You’re my faggot now.” The perfect mind-control!

PUSSY WHIPPED

When Master Jin first came up with the plan to rent the cottage for the week, Master Nick asked Master Jin if he could bring his girlfriend along on the trip.

Let that sink in for a second.

Over the last couple of months things have been bad between Master Nick and I, primarily due to the stress of this unnamed girlfriend has been causing in his life. I’ve only had a couple of terse, very brief conversations with him over the last four months. I tried to give him space to figure things out even though it was killing me inside to not be able to speak to the Alpha for whom I went into chastity.

But when I heard about this, I blew a gasket. I didn’t realize Master Nick’s brain had short-circuited over this girlfriend to such a serious degree. You don’t need to be a brain surgeon to understand that you don’t bring a girlfriend to a cottage vacation designed for faggot-fucking. Hell, a guy flipping hamburgers at fucking McDonald’s could tell you that!

So I had this conversation with Master Nick:

Master, I must ask – are you okay?

Yes all is okay thanks

Well I was asking because I was told you asked Master Jin if you could bring your girlfriend to the cottage vacation. I thought maybe you had fallen down and hit your head or had a stroke or something, because that sounds like the single dumbest question of all time.

Yes looking back now it was a stupid question

Yes it really was. I’m not accustomed to you being that far out of it. No pussy is that good that you should lose your common sense to that degree.

Yes I got it

You can hear the hypnotized, robotic nature of his responses. I’ve had more impactful conversations with people in comas.

Anyway, I thought that the crisis was averted, but now Master Nick said he is not going to the cottage on Friday with Master Matt, instead remaining home to be with the girlfriend over the weekend and joining everybody at the cottage next Tuesday.

Let me just say this: I am really saddened and disgusted by Master Nick’s response here. This is EMBARRASSING. What APEX ALPHA tucks tail and cowers to the will of a female??

Master Jin was angry and hurt by Master Nick’s cuck-like choice. Here Master Jin rented this entire place with his own money in order to provide a post-COVID vacation for their Hierarchical family, and Master Nick can’t tear himself away from a slippery two-inch gash between the legs of his bitch.

Or maybe I should call her his Master.

I am humiliated to be wearing the chastity cage of a “Master” like this. He should be wearing a chastity cage if he’s going to act like this. Let me put it this way: his faggots have showed more courage and bravery than he is here. They submitted to him and allowed themselves to be caged by him, giving up their freedoms forever, and he can’t stand up to a girl for even one week.

It turns my stomach.

MASTER MATT TO THE RESCUE

Rather than allow Master Nick’s two faggots (Yul and Ollie) to be abandoned for days alone before being able to join their brothers and other Masters, Master Matt stood up LIKE THE GREAT PROTECTOR ALPHA HE HAS BECOME and decided to rent a bus to take the entire gang to the cottage together!

That’s what a fucking MAN does!

In my mind, this is nothing more than insult to injury for Master Nick. This is like a drunkard needing another Man to take care of his own kids. Pathetic.

I’m so grateful to my beloved Master Matt for standing up for what is right!

CONCLUSION

Where do things go from here? I don’t know if Master Nick can pull out of this free-fall tailspin. His brain isn’t working and his will seems broken.

But how can his faggots respect an Alpha who no longer takes his responsibilities as a Man seriously? How can the Apex Alpha to whom they submitted be squared with the shrinking, weak, and confused figure they see today?

All I know is this: Master Nick began to create the kind of life that most Alphas would trade anything to have, and he’s throwing it away because of a piece of pussy.

Meanwhile Masters Jin and Matt forge ahead courageously, not allowing any distraction to subvert the greater plans for their lives.

And they are the ones who deserve a vacation of glory.

A couple of years ago I spoke with an Alpha in Washington DC who went by the Twitter handle @DomainMasterDC. He tasked me with finding him some true faggots through my network.

As usual, true faggots are hard to find, and the effort fizzled. Still, I was puzzled, because Master Ram (as he’s referred to by his faggots) seemed to be the living embodiment of Hierarchical Alphahood, but he wasn’t being served properly.

Well, it seems things have changed drastically!

Master Ram has been steadily growing a large stable of breeding stock around the country. These are true faggots, ones who are used hard, farmed out for use by other Alphas, and serve him domestically when not taking his large, uncut cock.

Watch these videos to understand what it’s truly like to be used by a true Apex Alpha, then go to his Twitter and worship him yourself!

This post is part of a thread chronicling the Alphahood of Apex Alpha Master Ursus, a straight Alpha who has been owning and using faggots since high school. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!

Faggot hunting and faggot cunting are two favorite sports of many Alphas, especially once they have a taste of it. The thrill comes from the fact that, unlike females, most faggots are in hiding and must be smoked out and overpowered by Alpha cunning and manipulation.

Master Ursus is one of the best faggot hunters in the world. And once he gets a scent, he doesn’t stop until he’s taken his prize.

Master Ursus shared this incredibly well-written account of a recent conquest that resulted in an aggressive deflowering.

Hey there, hope you are well. I am back from a long trip (a few good stories I might get around to telling you) but wanted to ask you if you thought it was possible to cunt a fag the same time you pop it’s cherry, because I think I did yesterday.

This was the first cherry I had popped since I found your site a couple months ago. I always knew some fucks were extraordinary and changed the guy’s mind, but didn’t have the vocabulary of cunting. I’ve popped way more than my share of cherries (for several reasons, but mostly because of several years in a war zone where it’s like a different universe and lots of straight guys want to submit). Some first fucks are clumsy and uncomfortable, but sometimes the guy just comes to life when he feels that dick in him. I have made guys cum from their assholes two or three times the first time they get fucked.
I have a client in town and stopped by his hotel yesterday to drop off some papers we will be using today in this thing. When I got there and called him he texted that he was just out of the shower and got caught on a call and would be down soon. It was mid-afternoon and no one really around except for this hot kid at the desk. I asked him if they had any coffee and he smiled and said in some cute accent he’d go get some. He re-appeared a minute later with a carafe and milk and I made a cup and we started chatting.

He was on one of those programs that brings foreigners to work in hospitality in this country. I’ve run into it before, I am sure it is all over the country but I only learned about it here. They are from Eastern Europe, South America, South Asia, all over. Some are just cheap workers, but many work in hotels or study hospitality back home. They all want to come here even if they don’t make much because they learn U.S. hotel/restaurant standards and improve their English and then they can work anywhere in the world. A few summers ago I met this smoking hot little Belorussian who I made into my fleshlight for the summer. I was sad when he had to go back home to school, I even got him some nice presents, but we eventually lost touch.

Anyway I was perving on this boy yesterday, his ass was like two large mangoes in his cheap tight polyester trousers, just begging to be pried apart. His collar was way too wide for him and I could make out his hard nips through his beige vest. He has red rosy cheeks which has always made my knees weak. Hot kid! I thought we were kind of flirting and then my client appeared and we got some coffee and moved into a more private part of the lobby.

I felt my phone go a few times and I had to pee anyway so I excused myself. I had a few Grindr messages from a blank profile but said it was 44 feet away! In the message were a few pictures of the guy from the desk. His big red lips open and tongue out, and one with his pants down showing the tiniest little dick and balls I’d seen in a long time. Like the size of the kid in the showers after 7th grade baseball everyone would make fun of. The profile said ‘new to usa. wish to try sexed by a man’. Cute.

I stopped back by the desk and talked with him again for a minute while I got another coffee. Told him he was hot and I would give him sex, definitely in a harder tone. It’s been very hot and muggy here and I could smell my pits and crotch and stood closer to him than before. I learned he had known he liked men for a long time and had been looking forward to getting away from home to try it.

He said he was going to shower and change and go to the starbucks which was in a little shopping center just down the suburban boulevard the hotel was on. I told him I would be there as soon as I was done.

I don’t remember much more of the meeting, I was hard and leaky. I went to the starbucks maybe 20 minutes later and he was standing in the shade outside in little shorts and a tank, definitely foreign clothes which always look a little funny, but he was looking hot as fuck. I pulled up and he got in the car and we went to my house. We made small talk for a minute and then I took him in my arms and began kneading his little ass through his thin shorts. His tank was some silky synthetic material and his big hard nips were easy to reach. Pretty soon I pulled my pants and jock off and pushed him to his knees. His mouth just dropped open when he saw and sniffed my hard cock. He said he had never done it before, he was sorry, but hoped it was good. It was like one of those stories you read where someone is a natural born cocksucker. I am not sure I believe it was his first, because he was working on my prick like a pro. I was about to cum almost immediately. After a while I even pushed a little into his throat a few times. He gagged of course, but took it.

We got onto my bed after a bit and he kept sucking. I had him lick my balls and up under them. I scooted him around so I could play with his ass. It was perfect. I got him on his tummy and got a closer look. He has one of those deep funnel holes, my favorite! I couldn’t resist and pushed my tongue in and ate him out for a minute. He was shaking and talking gibberish, but his pussy opened right up and felt like it was grabbing my tongue. I wasn’t necessarily planning on fucking him, that might be too much for someone who has never been with another guy, but when I put the head of my cock in his spit-slick funnel there, just to rub it around, he raised his butt up and I sunk in an inch.

At that point, evolution took over and I pushed in deep. I felt his cherry pop as I got in. I don’t know what that feeling is when the male cherry pops, a little bend or kink or weak muscle that gives way? But it never feels the same going in an ass after that first time. By this time he was up on all fours and pushing back on me like a slut. I flipped him over and pushed in even deeper. He was shaking and his eyes were rolling around. For a split second I thought he might be having a seizure. His little dicklet was leaking so much I think he came once or twice.

Finally he pulled his legs so far apart, like a gymnast, that his knees were basically in his armpits. It felt like my cock drove in another inch or two and hit some blockage. At first I thought it was a turd, but it wasn’t. Still I couldn’t push through it, so I just pile drove against the bend in his fucktube or whatever it was until my orgasm caught me by surprise. Normally I wouldn’t breed someone unless we had an understanding, but this had just happened so quickly we hadn’t talked about anything. It was too late to pull out anyway and I shot a 10 or 12 day load right up his little ass. He was still shaking and thrashing around and then got still. Finally he got up, all flushed red, spread his legs and squatted a little and pushed some of my nut out into his hand. He smelled it and then walked into the bathroom to clean up. When he came out he said it was wonderful and hoped we could meet again soon. Maybe later today I hope?! I got to learn his schedule.

I dropped him off at this shitty apartment complex about a mile from the hotel where he shares with a bunch of other young foreigners, he said it was very crowded and no privacy.

I was glad this one was brave and took the first step. I am not sure I would have pushed him hard enough if he hadn’t messaged me, I am pretty bold and assertive when fag hunting, but this was his workplace and my client was there, so didn’t want any kind of scene.

Fags, like Sam has been saying a lot recently: sometimes you have to let a Man know you are available to be taken.

After I read this I was almost shaking. I felt like Master Ursus had cunted ME with just his words!

And make no mistake, Master Ursus definitely cunted the faggot as he deflowered it. I think Master was hitting the second ring during his rut, which must’ve been closed tight for whatever reason. But whatever happened, Master Ursus left the faggot shaking and delirious.

It’s definitely worth noting two things about the faggot’s successful behavior: (1) it was receptive to the advances of the Alpha eyeing it up, and (2) it was using Grindr as a geo-locator in case an Alpha was using it as a hunting device. Making yourself as available as possible increases the likelihood an Alpha will capture and devour you!

My thanks to one of the undisputed great Apex Alpha hunters of our world, Master Ursus! May there always be meat between your teeth, Master!

I’ve covered some pretty radical true stories involving fathers and sons in Hierarchical situations over the years. In fact, there is the current ongoing saga of Master Dino and his fag-wife Jamie that still has unresolved outcomes with Master Dino’s four sons. But that’s just one of many, honestly.

But I’ve never heard of a story quite like the following left in the comments here (and immediately followed-up on by me) a few days ago. I was so incredible that I needed more information.

The faggot telling the story is named Mike (ugh there are more Mikes around here than Lollapalooza), and what he describes seems mindboggling:

I got cunted a few years ago in a very strange and emotionally charged situation. I was mostly a top at the time because the idea of getting fucked made me pretty nervous. I started seeing this guy, cute guy, same age as me, vers. I got quite into him emotionally, but he was a bit distant and was only really into it for the sex. He was pushing me to be more bottom which I was willing to do for him.

He had told me at the outset that his dad was gay which I thought was interesting but I didn’t really ask about it. He brought it up a bunch of times and one time said that he thought I was his dad’s type. It made me a bit uneasy and I thought it was a strange thing to say and I was just so focused on ‘do you mean that I’m not YOUR type??’ that I didn’t really get the subtext. Then eventually he said that we should meet his dad, and I was so dumb that thought it was some kind of a ‘meet the parents’ thing and I figured it meant that we were maybe in a proper relationship.

So we met him. He was my first real alpha and soon as I saw him I knew what the deal was. I got it. After a drink and some small talk he suggested that I strip. For him. In front of his son, my ‘boyfriend’. So I did. It felt strange, but like it was the right thing to do. Within about 30 minutes of meeting him I was on his cock. He destroyed me. I gave myself to him in a way I’d never given myself to anyone before. Let him do anything he wanted. He was powerful and aggressive. He rutted me. I felt completely exposed. Exhausted. Humiliated. Liberated.

The emotional upset of realizing I didn’t have a relationship with that guy, and the humiliation of being used in front of him was a bit overwhelming.

But I felt free.

WOW! So here we have a son acting (essentially) as a wingman for his Alpha father! I love how Mike immediately knew the truth once he saw the Alpha father! We can sense the difference between Men and Alphas, between Alphas and Apex Alphas once we are in their presence!

I asked Mike for more detail about this remarkable encounter, and he filled me in:

I don’t think he started out acting as his wingman, but at some point during our relationship he decided to do that, and I’m sure he’d done it before. During the cunting my ‘bf’ watched and jerked off but he didn’t do anything with me. After I met with my bf twice more, both times was just for sex and it was pretty much an alpha/fag thing. I was supposed to meet with the father once more, I think with just him, and it was a couple of months after I had stopped seeing his son. But he cancelled and I never heard from him again. 

So, like a summer afternoon storm, these Alphas blew right through Mike and rearranged his life before disappearing forever. Some Alphas are like that.

Alphas like these are Tillers, those Alphas who churn up the fertile soil and prepare it for the Farmer Alphas to come and plant seed.

It’s a natural Hierarchical process, and we all have some part to play in it.

This post is part of a thread chronicling the rise of a young black Alpha named Jeremy. CLICK HERE to read all of the posts in this thread in chronological order!

One of the great discoveries from the FWA Discord server was meeting the glorious Alpha King Jeremy. He’s young, black, hung, intelligent, and incredibly sexy.

He never understood his actions and true power until he discovered this site and the pieces came together. All of the things he was already doing suddenly made sense.

One of his biggest revelations came when he read about cunting.

King Jeremy had already cunted at least one faggot before coming to FWA. King Jeremy describes it here:

At one point in time there was a great one (not exactly a fag, but definitely Beta) , had the best pussy ever. I’d much prefer it over all my faggots. Very broish personality. Whitish Latino/Hispanic guy that acts like a combination of a surfer and hood guy. Total bitch in bed. Cunted him. He was shaking for almost two hours as I fucked him, moaning, cussing and saying the dirtiest things. Silly fag was in the heat of being cunted and couldn’t help but yelling “Nigga, yes.” Bitch should watch his mouth, but I understand that the dick was so good he couldn’t resist letting out all his disinhibited faggot. It was too much pleasure for him.

The experience helped King Jeremy realize the true power he had and what he could accomplish with his cock:

That’s complex. I enjoy the power I have to change them, and definitely HARD fuck them into subspace. It’s almost like hard power. They are being penetrated by my weapon and coerced into subspace, but they want the pounding and animalistic aggression. It’s one of my greatest expressions of power. Beating their guts in so good, their brain goes into submission and accepts capture. Any human resistance left in the smallest, was defeated and submits to me. I go into domspace when using a hole. It’s almost as if I’m living my most testosterone fueled violent fantasy.

So profound was this cunting that King Jeremy received gifts and prophetic cards like this:

King Jeremy recently returned from deployment. One of his goals was to get back and cunt his faggot. After a few days I inquired about the planned cunting.

Aye you’re a good fag checking up. I did. Fag is in love to say the least. It could not bear having sex. If I had a spot, we would have anyways. I usually fuck him in the woods. So we just spent the evening together while fag tried to hold back tears. I kinda knew he loved me when he drove me 1 hour just to get McDonald’s. Love wasn’t really the intention, but that’s often a side effect. The worst case was an 18 year old guy telling me he was in love with me, right when I was penetrating him deep. I take faggots’ and people’s heart very seriously, even though I have destructive urges. It’s just an unfortunate thing, because I am blessed enough to be lovable, so they get a bit irrational and lost.

Emotional attachment is definitely a side effect (an unfortunate one) of cunting. Faggots often break down in tears while being cunted or afterward.

But faggots are completely safe beneath King Jeremy or in his stable. He has infinite confidence and patience. He understands the faggot mind and heart, and knows how to control it to his satisfaction.

One thing I know for sure: he understands the deep magic of cunting, and there are many more cuntings to come for him!

This post is part of a thread following Gene, a faggot who has become the owned property of a straight black Alpha. CLICK HERE for all of these posts in chronological order!

A few weeks ago I was contacted by a faggot named Gene. This was his stunning first message:

I’m a faggot as well and have a scheduled cunting coming up in a couple weeks from an exclusive “straight” man.  Your site and information has brought definition and explanation to both myself and the very hung black man that’s going to do this to me.  Please add me to your communications.

That definitely got my attention! I pressed for more information.

I told him about the site and shared details.  You defined this so well.  He’s been tapping my ass for a few years but he said “it’s time for me to be cunted by him”.  He wants me emotionally, physically and mentally converted so all use is my cunt and nothing else for his pleasure. He’s a 9” thick black athlete and mounts without hesitation.  He’s a powerful athletic man at about 220 lbs of man muscle.  I’m a slim 145 lb runner.  Imagine what that rut and cunting will look like. After his vacation with his woman we’ve planned the date.

Days and days passed without anything. I was so excited for my brother to experience this incredible transformation, although I was hoping this Beast of an Alpha wouldn’t destroy Gene in the process.

Then I finally received the news – Gene was cunted! Here’s his account:

It happened on Tuesday this week and was what you described and more.  He set the time at 12:15 and arrived at my house on time.  As I mentioned he’s a very masculine well hung straight black man that was looking forward to cunting this faggot after a few discussions about it.  Without much delay, he had me on my knees giving him a choking blow job to get him ready to mount. Per his instructions, I was to be laid over 2 pillows to position my ass up to him.  He was quite verbal and intent on me having a very hungry useful pussy when he was done. 

Like a bull in rut, he mounted easing in a bit so I could accommodate him but without much time it was full on rough, relentless fuck slamming into my guts like I’ve never experienced.  There was no letting up as he took ownership driving deep to his balls busting through that second ring.  I literally went limp on him almost passing out.  He continued the assault on my little runner ass as I laid there like a rag doll until he finally finished leaving a deep cavity; now the pussy he owns that has craved it since he left.  Amazing and I’m forever changed.

It’s indescribable what power Men carry between their legs. Alpha cock can literally demolish and rebuild a sub male into a complete faggot slave with just one focused rut of unimaginable force. As Gene said, it’s life-changing.

Cunting is a moment of breathless transcendence and transformation unlike anything else in human experience. It’s beyond an orgasm.

But poor Gene. He described the other phenomenon I’ve detailed here that is often closely-tied to cunting – The Void. When a faggot is cunted, the Void isn’t just a gaping hole in its new pussy … there is also a gape in the faggot’s SOUL. That tingle, that tickle a faggot feels deep inside its cunt that needs to be scratched.

Cunting is like being bitten by a vampire. Once its been tasted, the faggot is doomed to stalk the earth hungering for more.

And that’s just the way Men prefer their faggots!

Congratulations to Gene on this momentous occasion!

Notice the stunned look on the faggot’s face, the convulsions.

That is what it’s like to be cunted by GOD @SRhyheim!

The air leaves your lungs, and rational thoughts leave your mind. You’re in subspace, and ready for breeding.

HierarchyIsTruth!

One of the unexpected (but enjoyable) side effects of my exploration and explanation of the cunting phenomenon has been the effect the knowledge has had on Alphas. Some Alphas didn’t realize what they could really accomplish with their cock while fucking a faggot, and others had experienced a faggot being cunted by them and they didn’t know what was happening.

Why is this important? Alphas have well-deserved egos, and this knowledge of cunting expands their feeling of power and omnipotence over faggots. The fact that they carry this ability to permanently alter the brain chemistry and willpower of a faggot with just the power of their cock is mindblowing and deeply satisfying to the Alpha ego.

I received more evidence of this in the comments section from a wonderful new Alpha reader who calls himself ToBeAlpha. You might remember his recent question I posted to the site RIGHT HERE. This 22-year-old Sir left this wonderful comment today:

Another epiphany I had. One of my former boyfriends (faggot in retrospect) compared me to his first boyfriend he called “Alpha.” After rutting in him for well over an hour and causing him to make unintelligible noises and moans, I noticed he began to uncontrollably throw his ass back on my dick at increasing speeds. At the time, I found it to be a bit too dominant on his part and it was not satisfying to me, though in retrospect, knowing what I know now, he was reverse rutting and the faggot couldn’t help but get lost in the most animalistic, primal sex he has ever had. Eventually we parted ways over differences, but his nature will not allow him to forget what I imprinted on him; past his far less superior first Alpha.

Do you hear the pride in this young King’s words? The sudden realization that his cunting of this faggot is forever and solely due to his power as a Man satisfies him in primal ways.

In my response, I wrote the following:

It really speaks to the importance of Alphas having this knowledge so they can properly read their faggot’s reaction to their power.

I wholeheartedly believe this. Armed with that knowledge, Alphas can really dig down deep into their faggots physically, mentally, and emotionally and gain total control over them. It’s like this: if a Man doesn’t know how a gun works, he won’t be able to properly aim and hit a target … but if he does learn how to use a gun, he can hit the target at will.

This young Alpha is learning to shoot for real. And therefore he is destined to rule the world!

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!

Remember Master Seb? He’s the incredible young straight Alpha in France who discovered faggot use and ownership through this site, then taught his Alpha father about it, too. Soon enough Master Seb and his father set up an apartment nearby to house Master Seb’s three faggots so they could use the faggots whenever they wanted.

But then months passed without a word from Master Seb. I would send him messages, and received no reply. I began to lose faith that I’d ever hear from him again.

Fortunately, I recently did hear back from him.

Hello Sammy. We’re doing well. Things are getting better here and I’m constantly on the hunt for new faggots. I’m kinda enjoying the hunt more than owning them in a way. My dad and I own three faggots who live in an apartment we rented for our amusement, but we have more who come on demand. I’m glad I tried faggots. I don’t understand why we should bother with girls. I love that they do everything to please me as girls just want to be pleased. Faggots just exist to serve and once they have accepted that fact they’re better than all women I have ever fucked together and I had many. Still enjoy fucking the bitches, but you know.

Then I asked him how he handles the three faggots:

Yes, I will fuck all three at the same time. I love getting rimmed! Can you imagine a girl doing that??? They would Lol two are caged, one is still resisting, but it’s a matter of time. He’s afraid his little dicklet would shrink more, though I don’t know what’s there to shrink. They have all been cunted and yes my father is using them every day as my mother is having many headaches lol

Master Seb than asked me about cunting, specifically how it felt for me as a cunted faggot.

For me it was heaven. I felt so powerful feeling them shiver under me, hearing their cries…sorry that sounds like rape but all ensured me that they loved it. That they loved to feel my power. Hunting them down is definitely the best part. It’s so exciting when they realize what they are and what their purpose is.

And just when Master Seb was about to tell me a hot story, his girlfriend showed up and he had to run. DAMMIT!

So then more weeks passed. I frantically tried to re-establish contact to no avail. Finally, however, Master Seb returned to relate the story of his hunting and capturing of his fourth prized faggot.

So I was shopping at Comme des Garçons and there was this cute shop assistant. I instinctively knew he’s gay, there was no doubt and I had been shopping there before many times and I had tried to connect with him but he’s always been looking away, pretending to ignore me, though I knew he wasn’t, and this time I told him I wanted to try on some trousers and I’d like his opinion, I would wait in the cabin. I got my trousers off, just leaving my briefs on and when he came into the cabin I asked him if he would like to see my dick. He was startled, then he panicked saying he can’t because he’d lose his job if he got caught. I told him he’d lose his job if he wouldn’t get his mouth on my cock anyway because I would complain about him. He realized he had no chance and got on his knees. I got my cock out and he took his mask off and I must say he had such a beautiful mouth. The born cocksucker! He sniffed at my cock and I could feel his little dick getting hard (I assumed he had a little dick then and I was right). I forced my cock into his mouth and fucked his throat. OMG I wasn’t mistaken! The born cocksucker! Well afterward I gave him my number and told him to call me after work, and of course he did.

Pretty cruel position to put the faggot in, but in the end Master Seb got what he wanted – a new and obedient faggot.

I asked Master Seb if he put the new faggot into chastity:

No, this one is not in chastity yet. He fears his dick will shrink more lol. I must say I enjoy how he’s trying so hard to get joy from jerking off his little dick. But he’s mine, body and soul

Master Seb is typical of young Alphas who discover and flex their power immediately. They have a fearlessness that allows them to easily command weak faggots so they can take whatever they want. The situation with the store clerk faggot is a prime example. Older Alphas might have feared repercussions for forcing a faggot to service them in a public place, but for fearless Master Seb it’s an everyday occurrence. That kind of brash confidence makes other Men jealous and faggots weak in the knees.

I dearly love my young Master Seb. He’s honest, cocky, powerful, and absolutely commanding. He is living a nearly-perfect life as the Apex Alpha King of his own little Kingdom, and through persistent hunting and gathering his Kingdom deservedly grows daily.

Hierarchy is the truth, and Master Seb is the proof!

This post is part of a thread chronicling the Alphahood of Apex Alpha Master Ursus, a straight Alpha who has been owning and using faggots since high school. CLICK HERE to read all of these posts in chronological order!

Over the Fourth Of July holiday I heard from one of my new favorite Apex Alphas, Master Ursus. It seems that he hosted a couple of his previous faggots for meet-ups and rebreedings.

Here’s his letter to me:

I read your post on Master David and it made me smile because by chance, over the past month or so, three of my fags have come home to visit.  Sadly one I couldn’t see because I was out of town the week he was here but we talked a fair bit before and after he visited.  He and one of the other ones were back on leave from the military.  Both of these boys (and several other before and since) I have convinced/helped/pushed into joining the military.  The other one who was recently in town I encouraged to pursue things with an Alpha who was on vacation here that met.  He has been a live-in boyfag/boyfurniture for the out of town Alpha for more than a year now.  

The houseboy was one of many many young fags I’ve met around here who are just drifting around useless.  Treating every day like a summer vacation Sunday even though they are inching up their 20s.  I don’t know what is happening in this country, it seems like half the population under 30 is just living with their parents and doing nothing, maybe barely holding down a 15 hour a week retail job.  I found this one jobs, tried to coach/mentor him, but it was no use.  He needs someone who can make decisions for him and take care of him full time and just give him money for shiny things he likes.  But that wasn’t going to be me.  He’s still a fantastic fuck though, that’s a lucky Alpha!

I always think of my fags, especially the younger ones, as projects.  So many boys now do nothing all day, and are incapable and anxious about doing anything.  A hair appointment gives them panic attacks even if it was the only activity that week.  But I always try to improve my fags, whether it is encouragement in school, or finding a job, or just trying to help them be adults, take things on, make decisions and plans.  I’ve reviewed many resumes, bought neckties, and showed the fag how to tie it, driven fags to job interviews, helped them out of traffic tickets, everything an adult male should be able to do for himself.  I’ve helped or pushed plenty to graduate college, or trade school, even professional school.  As a result have attended several ‘faguation’ ceremonies.  One guy I helped study for his GED at age 20 so he could join the Army.  

The fags and other young people I have pushed into the military are all the better for it.  The one who was home visit whom I didn’t get to see has really grown into himself.  He was pretty straightened out before but just couldn’t fathom DOing anything because all his friends were still doing exactly what they had been doing in high school–smoking weed, playing vids, and surfing.  The other one who was here recently was so nervous and anxious about everything he could barely leave the house for his part time minimum wage job so I drove him to the recruiter.  Now he is confident, almost manly, good posture, eye contact, confidence, it’s Awesome.  The military is great at giving boys who may be eager or smart, but have no direction or discipline, have never taken any criticism or responsibility, some organization in their lives so that they can actually accomplish things.  

It’s really great to see former fags who are doing well for themselves and makes me proud I likely had a little to do with it.  It is cute how these guys are to me when I see them after a long time.  One recently just got on his knees as soon as we were alone and put his face in the crotch of my shorts for a long sniff.  There’s another guy who whenever I see him looks me in the eyes and asks if he can please have some of my cum before giving me usually two perfect suckjobs in a row.  Makes me happy knowing that even as they go on in life and meet new people and have new experiences, if I cunted them, whether once or many times, I will always be a part of them.  

What a lovely letter, right? It has an almost wistful tone to it, like an x-rated episode of “The Wonder Years” or something like that.

But what Master Ursus says here about how he will always be a part of the lives of his faggots – that’s completely true. And we will always come back to the source of that life.

The heavy Alpha cock between the legs of Master Ursus is more than simply a tool for breeding or urination. It is a statement of his POWER TO POSSESS AND OWN. To make other humans his property for life. When he penetrates a faggot, he’s penetrating its soul as well as its body.

And through that simple act, all of the other aspects of ownership become possible as the faggot falls under his control. The reshaping of the faggot’s life, the new mindset it gains under his tutelage. He is able to make these faggots into better, more useful members of society.

But, in the end, they all return to the Man who truly owns them. They drop to their knees, and take in his scent once more. They open their mouths and choke on their Master’s cock once more. They bend over and take his babies once more.

They always come back for more. Why? Because Master Ursus owns their SOUL. No matter where they go in life, they will always belong to him.

The effects of cunting go deeper than the physical.

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This post is part of a thread following Koko, a 17-year-old virgin faggot in London who has been enslaved by his sister’s 25-year-old Alpha boyfriend named Oscar. CLICK HERE to read all posts in this thread in chronological order!

I spent most of yesterday in nervous excitement as I waited for young fag Koko to write me after his scheduled 3pm rendezvous with straight Master Oscar. I already knew what was planned – Master Oscar told Koko he intended to take his virginity – but I was just hoping it would go well. Master Oscar has a big dick, so I didn’t want the brand new faggot to end up in the hospital after the first time.

I had given Koko instructions on how to properly clean out for anal sex, but I had no idea if he actually understood what I was telling him or if he did it. So it was a bit of a white knuckle period of waiting nervously.

Then Koko popped up.

Hello. I survived but I’m destroyed. This man is completely insane. So many rules and demands, but he fucks like a God. You were right. He’s a God.

WHEW! So then Koko began to tell me what happened:

I arrived at his place in time. I rang the doorbell at exactly 3 pm. He let me in and told me to take my clothes off. Remembering what he had told me in the morning I took off all my clothes. Then I was standing in front of him, completely naked, my hands behind my back. He smiled and said I would learn quickly, that was a good start.

Then he stared at my body for a moment and told me to go into the bathroom. He then said from now on my body would be shaved or waxed regularly. He wouldn’t want to see any hair at me except for the hair on my head. He took a shaver and he shaved my crotch!!!!! Can you imagine??? I felt so embarrassed. He didn’t say a word while he was shaving me and when he was finished he told me to shave my legs myself. He watched me.

When I was finished he led me into his bedroom. He said he would take my virginity first, then we would talk about his rules and what he expected from me. I then remembered that I had forgotten to bring the lube and I didn’t know how to tell him, but he told me to get on my knees and get him hard. He fucked my throat for a while and then he told me to lay on my back. I was too afraid to mention the lube when he pushed a finger inside. Then he fingered my hole for an eternity. He didn’t talk, but looked straight into my eyes. He’s got so blue mesmerising eyes, I think he hypnotised me.

I somehow got lost in his beautiful eyes and I only realized he was shoving his cock inside me when it started to hurt and then he was inside. He waited for a while before he started to fuck. But then he got really wild and rough. The animal came out. All the time I was lost in his eyes. Can you imagine? It did hurt very much first but his eyes calmed me and I relaxed. He fucked me for 43 minutes. I looked at the watch. Then he came inside my ass as you had predicted. I then realized that my body was shivering. It was amazing.

Let’s stop here for a second.

I didn’t get enough information about this first fuck to determine if Koko was cunted on his deflowering, but it sort of sounds like he did.

But here’s another thought, this time about Master Oscar. He’s done this before. Surely he’s owned faggots in the past. The shaving of Koko is too advanced for a first-time straight Alpha, methinks. I intend to have Koko ask him about prior experiences.

Then he walked away naked and came back with a glass of champagne for him and water for me. I was still laying on the bed and couldn’t move. He pushed his finger inside my hole and then he fed his cum to me. If you had told me I would eat something that’s coming out of my ass a couple of days ago I wouldn’t have believed it.

“I will tell you my rules now and if you agree you can be my faggot, little faggot,” he said, “If not, then I will have to dismiss you.” He’s got a ton of rules. Here’s what I remember.

Most important rule. I obey and don’t argue.

He wants me to come out to my parents and dress like a faggot. He will buy me clothes that he wants me to wear at school, at home, when I go out…he will decide what I will wear and it won’t be much. The bare minimum.

He wants me to send him a picture of everything I want to eat and get his approval before I eat. Same goes for alcohol, drug, sodas. Water I can drink as much as I like.

I must work out with him every day.

My holes and little dick are his and he decides what goes in. I’m not allowed to touch myself, if I do he will put a cockcage on my dick. One week for the first time, two weeks for the second time, three weeks for the third time…

I must obey every man. If a man wants to grab my balls, ass or wants me to suck him or fuck my ass, I must offer my holes to that man. I’m never allowed to talk back or argue, but I’m not allowed to let boys i like fuck me.

I must be polite to every man and open doors for them and so on. He said even boys younger than I could be considered as men if they behave accordingly and I must do what they want (he has a cousin of mine in mind who’s 14 and a real asshole. I’m sure).

I must always address him as Sir or Master.

These are all excellent rules probably all faggots should follow regardless of their ownership status. However, they again speak to a level of experience greater than the average straight Alpha.

When he had finished talking he fucked me a second time. This time he took me doggy style and I couldn’t look into his eyes.

It was very rough. Rougher than the first. And I couldn’t dive into his eyes, but I felt his hands on my ass and they felt so good. Yeah he was loud. I remember now he called me bitch and faggot several times. He said he was going to knock me up and I swear I wouldn’t be surprised if I was pregnant now.

Then he made me clean his cock and that wasn’t much better than cleaning my sisters juices from it in the morning.

And there it is! Another faggot deflowered by a dominant straight Alpha! It happens every day all around the world!

I love how matter-of-fact Koko is about this incredible life shift. Some of the credit for that goes to Master Oscar, who has clearly taken total control of this faggot with a deft mixture of explosive power and comforting control. He seems to be thinking of Koko’s needs and anticipating any issues.

I have a new development on this story I will wait on for another post.

Still, I’m so proud of my baby brother Koko! It sounds like his sister’s boyfriend is going to make for an amazing Master!

The second ring – what is it in our anatomy?

The technical term for the second ring is “sphincter ani internus“, which literally means “internal sphincter“. It’s a different muscle type from the outer sphincter (or butthole). It’s comprised of something called “smooth muscle” much like the muscles of our circulatory system. This internal sphincter is an involuntary muscle approximately 5-6 inches inside the anus that responds to moods and things like anxiety or excitement. As you might imagine, then, that puncturing the second ring in a certain way triggers the wave of euphoria, involuntary shaking, and sudden emotional outbursts seen during cunting.  

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This post is part of a thread chronicling the young Apex Alphahood of King Phillip, a college Alpha who owns faggots. CLICK HERE to read all posts in this thread in chronological order!

It was an auspicious introduction.

Hey fag, you there? Alpha here with a point to make.

A lot of the time when you say ‘hierarchy’ you really mean ‘imperium’. Not all the time, but sometimes. And I think the distinction is a good one to make. Hierarchy is about superiority. One better than the other. Imperium is about control, about domination.

Imperium comes from ancient Rome, it describes the field over which one exercises authority. It is the expansionist philosophy of the rulers of the world.

WOW! What an opening statement! I’ve said it a billion times – intelligent, thoughtful Alphas win over body AND mind! I had to know more.

What I discovered is a burgeoning gay Apex Alpha named Phillip. He has been called “King” by his owned faggots in the past, hence his name here.

Then he began telling me about his overall life thus far in owning and using faggots:

Dominating other guys has been a recurring theme in my life for a long time; since high school.

About seven years ago, though, it hit a fever pitch and I started to discover a whole new side of myself. I’ve been playing the Alpha/fag game off and on since but I haven’t ever fully owned a faggot. I’ve gotten close several times but my life is busy and owning one of you takes time. I haven’t been able to explore more until now. So I mostly stuck to subs, not slaves or faggots, for this reason.

Another reason is that I have been almost exclusively interested in sexual service so far. Domestic service isn’t something I’ve ever received and only recently realized I can get if I want it. Also FinDom isn’t something I’ve done but several subs I’ve had have told me I would make a great Cash Master. So that’s where I’m at right now: about to set out on a fag hunt after a long hibernation.

Although in that opening King Phillip makes it sound like he isn’t really a Master of faggots, he immediately contradicted that with much of what he’s done already:

I bloomed a little late, I think I was 21, but I honed my skills quickly.

I’ve been mulling over a proposition, lately. Another Alpha offered to let me train one of his fags, and I’m considering it. I’ve talked to him for a few years, and he and I have used the same faggot before – never together. The only reason I would turn down the offer is I sense he’s less than trustworthy.

But his faggot is cute. And very broken in that erotic way faggots are. The Alpha, his name is Tom, called me a few times and had me speak to this faggot, who was bound and servicing him for the night. I’m good at working my way into a faggot’s mind, the control that creates is what gets me off.

He says he calls me up like that because he wants the faggot worked up, but I always got the sense he couldn’t do what I did himself. The last faggot this guy and I shared chose me over him, though. It soured our friendship, he got a little competitive. It did make me feel great though, one of his faggots leaving his service because of me and giving me his collar.

During our discussion of King Phillip preparing to take ownership of a new faggot, he asked me if I had any advice for him. It was then that I used the term “firm benevolence” for the first time to describe what I believe to be the critical-yet-harmonious poles of faggot ownership.

Strict benevolence may win out, though haha.

And thus, once again, Alpha wisdom and insight improves a faggot! The new concept became “strict benevolence” for good! (Thank you, Master!)

As far as power is concerned, King Phillip is not lacking. Here was a recent example he shared:

The fag that had submitted itself to me last night and promised to make his holes available for ownership fucking bailed. No contact whatsoever. It was poor behavior.

I went on Grindr, found a bottom, had him over to my new apartment, and decided that this was my faggot. I fucked his face for a good long while (he didn’t advertise as kinky but when you see it, you know it) and wrecked his hole for about 40 mins on my bed.

Afterwards, I asked him about his life and gave him advice, we talked for a long while and he kept staring in my face in that submissive way, with big open eyes that are eager to receive things; orders, cock. He is one of those that has the desire to serve but doesn’t have a master. That connection couldn’t be made without showing him that I can see through that. And that happens with advice and wisdom. And with making him aware that I know he wants to submit.

Startling, unlimited power! What I love is King Phillip’s attention to aftercare. Like a good salesman, aftercare is the “cool down” phase of the sales process where you reassure the customer/faggot that they made the right decision.

In the case of faggots, aftercare only deepens King Phillip’s hold on its soul.

I also love King Phillip’s appreciation of the fact that worship is the key element, and every faggot can be useful.

The last time I was exploring my Dom side, I had two cocksuckers, who I didn’t own, but who were definitely under my control. One was a tall thin business major (college town) I used to facefuck in his apartment in between home and work. He called me King and used to rub my feet after sucking me off, my cum in his hair. I saw him in public a few times and he would bow his head to me slightly, blushing and looking downwards. He was forbidden to be higher than my cock when we were alone. I guess that lesson transferred.

The other one wasn’t as pretty, so he serviced me with the lights out. He was the one I’ve probably cunted most. I would order him to be ready, come to his apartment, and rape his mouth and cunt open over and over until my balls were empty. He whimpered loud and loved it when I sneered at him. And my favorite part was leaving, after I delivered some aftercare, because he was always so worshipful. He wanted it badly, and even when I wore him out totally he was sort of sad to see me go. He valued the strict ruthless power I had over him.

King Phillip has a large cock over seven inches, and decorated by two of the most beautiful balls I’ve ever seen. And with this equipment and his power, he has successfully cunted multiple faggots. I thought he had some interesting thoughts on that:

It’s like putting a collar on a faggot, except this collar is inside their deepest, tenderest place. It feels like power.

He describes the effects of cunting on his faggots:

Mixtures of elation, addiction, and anxiety. One I cunted once, like, six years ago still flirts with me and fawns over me occasionally. He loves to recount to me what I felt like inside him, and can’t help himself but tell me how extraordinary I am. It’s extreme, no doubt. But they love it and I love it. And I love owning a piece of their will.

Cunting is important to King Phillip, because he doesn’t cage his faggots until after they’re cunted.

I can’t tell you what it means to me to discover extraordinary young Apex Alphas like King Phillip in the world! Men like him rule with both body and mind.

I am so grateful that King Phillip reached out to share his insight and his life with me! LONG LIVE THE KING!

I love checking the comments section of this site because occasionally somebody will drop a personal experience that blows me away.

Such is the case here with a comment a reader named Zack left on an article about cunting. When I first wrote about cunting a few years ago, I didn’t know if anyone would be able to relate to my own experiences with it. Instead, it turned out that my posts on the subject finally put words to the experiences faggots were really having while being fucked by their Alphas.

I think this comment really demonstrates the transformational power of cunting.

I wasn’t properly cunted until a couple of years ago. I was 28, and at the time I was still living as a straight man, and was engaged to girl. I had played with guys and had bottomed but had never really given myself to it fully, had always tried to hold onto my masculinity, always wanted to top too, had always told myself that it was just kind of a bit of fun, and I’d never been fully dominated by an alpha.

Then I met an alpha god called James through a personals ad. Even his tone in messages was dominant. I knew this was something different than what I’d experienced before. I was scared, but I was excited. Something at the back of my mind told me it was important that I meet him.

So I did. And he transformed me. It wasn’t just the way he used me physically, though that was intense – he fucked me powerfully and repeatedly – but he got into my head, into my soul. He made me say things about myself that I knew were true. He made me give voice to desires that I hadn’t even admitted to myself. And he degraded me and humiliated me in ways that made me feel special, made me feel seen, and made me understand my purpose.

I served as his faggot for over a year after that, until work took him out of the country. He used me as a servant and a fucktoy, he shared me with his friends. There was no shred of the resistance I’d had before, and no desire in me to hang on to some idea of being masculine. He’d shown me what I am, and what I’m for, and I’ll always be grateful to him for that.

I’ve tried chasing the feeling of euphoria that came from that first cunting, but nothing has really come close. It’s life-changing.

What incredible testimony!

When I talk about the power of Men, it’s really about this right here. It’s the ability an Alpha has to take a sub male living a lie and forcing that male to accept the truth about itself by the sheer power of his cock, his cum, and his dominant will.

Alphas who do not carry out this divinely-sanctioned commission to use their power in this way are incomplete. A cock is more than an instrument for breeding. It is the manifestation of transformational power. The cock and balls of a Man are tools uniquely designed for this purpose.

When an Alpha mounts an inferior, it’s his Hierarchical duty to reinforce natural order through dominance, cunting, and breeding.

Listen to the grateful words of the faggot above. It was changed forever by this natural Hierarchical process. The forceful application of Alpha power is the only thing that makes this beautiful event a reality!

Master @holewreckerff is one of the great Alphas on Twitter. He’s not a porn model, but just a regular Alpha Male with extraordinary power.

I was struck by the exchanges between Master and one of his owned faggots during a recent fuck.

“Thank you Sir,” says the grateful faggot.

“You’re welcome, faggot,” replies Master.

The role reinforcement and the power it implies is profound for both of them.

And, for good measure, I’m throwing in this stunning video capturing Master cunting his faggot.

Hi faggot brother,
Sam, I finally gave in completely to my alpha top that I have been talking to for several months. He lives near me and wanted to put me in chastity and make me a faggot, I resisted a lot and never let him cage me because I love having access to my dick. I finally gave in about 2 weeks ago and let him cage me, and yesterday he put me on the bed and gave me a deep breeding. It has completely changed my life! In that moment when he was fucking me, I felt my mind opening up and every became clear. I never understood chastity until this moment, I’m so grateful for it, I have purpose now! By hiking my orgasm, I am broadening his horizon and allowing him to be the Alpha he needs to be.
I cried afterward and was so moved emotionally, I can’t describe what happened exactly. He held me all night and we are a pair now! Is it normal that I cried? I’ve never been an emotional person like that, but I felt so happy and feminine and beautiful, I can’t describe it. I am a different person now.
Thank you for this podcast, thank you for making me understand!

Little brother, this is one of the most beautiful messages I’ve ever received. So heartfelt and sincere! I’m grateful to have helped you along in your journey to this glorious moment!
 
I think your Alpha cunted you, brother. I can’t be 100% sure, of course, but your emotional transformation and subsequent crying indicates to me that he cunted you. These are all signs of cunting.
 
That’s what makes cunting so different from anything else. It truly transforms a faggot from the inside. I do (now) think that chastity has a lot to do with being cunted. Chastity prepares a faggot’s mind and heart, forces it to accept its rightful place as a possession of Men. This has the effect of opening up the faggot like a flower; its pussy then becomes the focus of its desire. So when an Alpha fucks a caged faggot’s receptive pussy, it is able to be cunted much more readily.
 
Your Alpha must be very powerful and wise. He seems to understand the process of faggot preparation and cunting. He also understands the importance of aftercare, especially after cunting. He knows that his powerful arms and his Alpha scent calms the cunted faggot curled up next to him. 

I am so glad to hear that this happened for you, my brother! I hope you will share this with your Alpha so that he understands how extraordinary he is! I’d love to talk to him (and you) if possible. My email is fagsworshipalphas@gmail.com

always,
~ sam the faggot

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I was not aware of the term cunting, or the second anal ring, until I read this site a few days ago.
Last year, before lockdown, I was fucked by a gay man with a 7 inch penis, he only meets men who are married to a woman if they agree to take it bare, and accept a brutally hard deep fucking, to teach them a lesson
The session was intense, and brutal, the most painful anal I have ever taken, it affected me mentally, made me question myself, but I returned for more abuse a week or so later, just before he stopped meeting because of the virus. I have always thought of myself as a beta bisexual, but am now questioning whether I am actually a faggot?
My question is, have I been cunted without knowing? Is it likely he penetrated my second anal ring, and will this now become the kind of fucking that I need to accept?

I don’t think you’ve been cunted because, if you had been cunted, you wouldn’t be asking that question. Cunting is a singular and inescapable event that has unmistakable effects when it’s happening. If you’re questioning it, then it hasn’t happened yet.
 
I think there is an emotional component required for a faggot to be truly cunted. The faggot needs to welcome the experience of its Alpha’s power and open itself up to it. Physiologically-speaking, this opening relaxes the muscles of the second ring and makes it easier to really penetrate it effectively. This is my own theory, though, and I don’t have any medical evidence of it.

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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!

Sam,
I am a faggot and I recently saw a video of a hot young alpha using a faggot.  The young alpha was cunting the faggot while it cried and whimpered.  The alpha pounded it so hard.  My cock got instantly hard listening to the faggot whimper and moan as its status as a man was being taken by the young alpha.  The young alpha entered his rut and the faggot began to cry and beg for mercy, but it was no use.  The alpha dominated that faggot all over the bed and then came in it’s ass.  It was so beautiful.   

Thank you my brother! Yes, cunting is profound and beautiful, but also mixed with a fair amount of violence and some pain. It’s not to be taken lightly!

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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!

It’s been a while since I’ve been able to enjoy a conversation with Master Aresson (and yes, the podcast interview is coming!). Since encouraging him to start dominating faggots on Twitter, he has been absolutely crushing it on the platform (as I knew he would). Faggots can’t help but marvel at his massive musculature and his big, powerful feet. He’s taken findom by storm.

That’s all well and good, but I’m more interested in the day-to-day, real-world faggot ownership occurring in his life. After all, it’s the real interactions in life that truly sculpt an Alpha’s power.

As I’ve chronicled so far, Master Aresson, a straight Alpha, has come to truly embrace the ownership and worship of faggots. Through use, Master Aresson has discovered that anything is possible by using these inferior males for pleasure.

Tonight Master Aresson reached out to me to inquire about the phenomenon of faggots passing out when being rutted by an Alpha. This has been described on this blog when discussing cunting, with many faggots saying they momentarily lost consciousness during the event.

This can be startling for an Alpha to witness. For instance, Master Nick was shocked the first time he saw a faggot momentarily pass out during cunting. There’s this breathless second when the Alpha thinks he damaged the faggot from rutting it.

But Master Aresson experienced something quite extreme recently – he fucked a new faggot so hard and cunted it so effectively that it passed out for THIRTY MINUTES!

Here’s what he said:

A fag who I met some days ago in the grocery store. It kept sending me messages so I decided to go use it over lunch. Well it had seen me before in the grocery store so it knew how big I am. It had the usual reaction. Eyes getting wider and wider the more clothes I took off. It literally staring to drool when the pheromones from my pits, crotch and feet hit it.

I knew I only had an hour and a half, so I went right for the fag button. Ahaha the prostate … I call it the fag button. I am very big and I have the slight upward curve that allows to hit the prostate perfectly. Push it and the fag goes into full on slut more.

So I had it flat on his stomach, me on top pressing down and fucking.
I thought it had just given in and relinquished to my rut. But it was out. Took me some minutes to notice it was unconscious. Luckily I could feel a pulse but still very scary.

Now, by this time Master Aresson had already pumped two loads into the faggot. But once he realized the faggot was fucked unconscious, notice his reaction:

I had bred it twice before. When I noticed and after the initial « shock » I thought the whole thing was so hot I simply came. Covered it with cum. Filled up and covered with my alpha DNA. Passed out from the rut.

The faggot eventually came around and awoke from its cock coma. Notice its instinctual reaction afterward:

It was a bit disoriented. But I think it found something to stabilize it when it started licking my cum off its body. Next to perfect DNA it must contain more hormones to make fags obedient.

Indeed! “Stabilize” is a good word to use in this instance. The substances in cum have mood-enhancing qualities (serotonin as a relaxant, for instance) that faggots crave, especially after the trauma of rutting and cunting.

As for Master Aresson, the experience left him galvanized:

This was purely the power of my cock. So powerful. I am still exploring the limits of my power, but there seem to be none.

There are absolutely no limits on the power and control of Apex Alphas! Anything they want they can have. The world exists for their pleasure.

Just think about this: had Master Aresson only used females for service, he might not have ever cone to understand the true depth and breadth of his power! Sure, he would know he is superior to other males, but he wouldn’t have comprehended the completeness of his Godhood without the worship of faggots!

That is a very useful thing for all straight Alphas to consider! Allow the example of Master Aresson guide you to all of the riches and worship your Alphahood deserves!

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 is part of a continuing series documenting the rise of Straight Alpha Nick, a college athlete and friend to Alpha Jin who has discovered faggot worship and now owns four live-in faggots. You can read all posts in this series in chronological order by CLICKING HERE!

As I wrote in my previous update, Master Nick was enraged over Master Matt’s decision to release his faggot Michael from chastity for a day.

Of course, every Alpha has the right to utilize his faggots however he chooses, and this was the course Master Matt chose in his direction of Michael. For the record, the day of freedom worked well for Michael, who was able to gain a new appreciation for chastity.

But the ends didn’t justify the means for Master Nick, especially after Alex asked to be released (I jokingly called it a “va-cage-tion”) like Michael. Both Masters got into a heated discussion about the matter the next day at the gym.

Then I received a message from Alex. He said he got a text from Master Nick warning the faggot that he needed to be “smooth and clean” when he returned home.

So I contacted Master Nick about what was going on. Master Nick’s responses were almost seething with anger. “I think I need to really cunt Alex and get his mind right, reset him,” said Master Nick forcefully.

I was immediately fascinated with the concept of a “reset cunting.” In other words, using the process of cunting a faggot as a tool of disciplinary action and attitude adjustment.

When Master Nick returned home, his faggots were alarmed. He had a look of intensity they hadn’t seen often from their Owner. Within minutes Master Nick had pulled Alex into the bedroom and mounted him.

Master Nick then unleashed a merciless rut for more than an hour on the faggot’s pussy until Alex was convulsing uncontrollably and absolutely shattered into pieces. Then Master Nick bred his faggot.

It’s been two days since this reset cunting. Alex has been barely able to speak, just wandering around the house in a daze like a child stumbling through a war-torn hellscape.

The Reset Cunting is a powerful tool that only the greatest Alphas can wield with confidence. Much the way an initial cunting breaks a faggot, a reset cunting helps reshape a faggot’s mind and mindset. It realigns a faggot and keeps it from going astray.

Indeed, this reset cunting seems to have finally broken Alex’s persistent attachment to his clit. “I feel so much like a girl,” said Alex.

Master Nick noticed the change, too. “The faggot seems more feminine,” he muttered in wonder. Then he added:

Amazing the power of Dick on a faggot!

Yes Nature gave that dick and its power to a select few Men. The greatest of them know how to manipulate that power in ways like reset cunting to produce desirable results!

Hello 
First let me say how happy I am to have found your site. Keep up the great work.
I am a middle aged mwm. Tho my story is somewhat long I will condense it for my question.  Back in 1982 I was seduced by my then girlfriends stepfather.  Not seduced like a man would a woman, but rather as an Alpha seduces a faggot. Of course I dint realize that back then. Needless to say I broke up with her and became his sex toy. Well that was many years ago. Now to the present.
I’ve done my job. I have supported my family as a father and husband should. Always carrying thr memories from my youth. 
Recently I have had the honor and privilege of pleasuring a true Alpha Black Man (my first black man). After swallowing his precious seed a few times he decided he need to feel my other hole. The first two times he fucked me he wore a condom.  The first time he entered me it hurt. He is bigger than anything I have had before. But I layer back and told myself to accept him. The second time was much like the first. I should mention he made my caged clitty leak like a fauct both times.
Now for the kicker… the third time we were together we decided I deserved to feel the real him without the latex barrier. First let me say he was my first uncut Cock. Wow.. completely different than a cut one.. so much better.  I digress.. this time he entered me like the others. Concerned for my comfort. Slow and sure and never more than half of his length. He pulled out and let me recover for a moment. When he did, I instantly felt empty and longed for the fullness again. When he entered me again it was different.  No pain at all.. just lust. This time he began to fuck me.. I begged him to give it all to me.. he kept saying I couldn’t handle all of him. I told him to anyway.. his passion increased as did his pace and force. Something happened. Something changed in us both. He became an animal.  He began grunting and growling. My body changed. My mind changed. I felt something deep inside me open and accept him honestly and eagerly.  His fucking was no longer restrained by concern for me, but rather his instinctual need to breed. My soft caged clitty spurred cum all over my belly. This drove him even deeper. I didn’t recognize him anymore. He pushed all the way in and then even deeper to deposit his precious seed deep inside me. He came, filling me. I felt it running out of me as he continued to fuck even tho he just came.. well until once again I spurted my liquid.. when he finally pulled out my whole body was shaking uncontrollably.  My legs spammed and my hole pulsed open.. I have never felt so satisfied… so completely pleasured. 
Now my question.  I do not find Men attractive in any way. ( although now I see a Black man and instantly feel my need to serve him and feel him) 
Is it common for a faggot to not find Men attractive yet at the same time be unable to resist pleasing them?

Congratulations, brother! Your black Alpha cunted you during that third fuck! Cunting a faggot is much like the moment a Man pops a girl’s cherry. You’re changed forever.
 
I start with that because it explains the shift in your feelings you mention now that he has cunted you. 
 
Now, let’s tackle your need to serve despite a lack of physical attraction toward the Male form. I’ve often explained here that straight Alphas use faggots because of POWER rather than sexual attraction. Well, the same thing can happen with betas and faggots. You’re turned on by the lack of power you feel in the presence of an Alpha, and the complete power he has.

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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!

This thread follows the story of Alpha Parker, an Apex Alpha in a long-term monogamous relationship who has suddenly discovered his true power over faggots. CLICK HERE for all of these posts in chronological order!

It’s been a while since I’ve been able to hear from Apex Alpha Parker. He was busy doing a lot of traveling for work, and on these trips he’s been flexing his newly-unearthed Alpha powers on defenseless faggots everywhere he goes.

It never fails to surprise him how quickly faggots crumble when he takes control of them. For instance, on a recent trip to Chicago he took a walk through a park and walked into a public restroom. There was a guy in the bathroom when he entered. He looked at the guy, then pointed to the stall. The guy followed Alpha Parker into the stall, dropped to his knees, and allowed Alpha Parker to throat fuck him. These types of experiences happen regularly now that Alpha Parker has come to understand that faggots exist to serve in this way.

But last night something special happened in the development of Alpha Parker’s power. He cunted his first faggot!

It seems incredible that such a powerful and well-endowed Alpha has never cunted a faggot before, but it seems that his new aggression manifested itself in such a way that made cunting finally possible.

Yesterday I heard from Alpha Parker. He had just returned home from a trip and was excited. He had plans to meet up with the Ambercrombie clothing store faggot he subjugated several months ago (CLICK HERE), and he directly told me he was going to try and cunt the faggot. I think it was a point of pride that other Alphas have been successfully cunting their faggots and he had never experienced it.

He bred the faggot twice last night, but the cunting happened during the first fuck. It was a brutal rut, with Alpha Parker ramming his full 185-pound body into the faggot’s hole. Finally the faggot was balled up against the headboard with Alpha Parker slamming it from above so he could see the faggot’s face.

Then it happened. Alpha Parker popped the faggots’ second ring, and its face opened up in shock. The faggot began to convulse uncontrollably, and then it began to weep deeply.

Alpha Parker couldn’t hold back anymore and pumped a massive load into the faggot’s new cunt.

He held his cock in the faggot’s pussy as they laid there panting. The faggot began gyrating its hips, massaging Alpha Parker’s spent cock with its pussy hole. The faggot was so energized by what it just experienced that it scrambled down and sucked Alpha Parker’s cock. This, of course, let to a second breeding.

Needless to say Alpha Parker was ecstatic today about the cunting. It wasn’t just the accomplishment, though. Alpha Parker was marveling at his power as a Man and the transformative power of his cock. His rut destroyed his faggot’s charade of masculinity and forced it to accept its place. He watched as his faggot’s face changed, its eyes wide with shock. All because of his dick and his power.

Cunting is one of the greatest tools in an Alpha’s arsenal. Once it’s accomplished, everything about both the Alpha and the faggot are changed forever. It’s wonderful to see Alpha Parker continue his great ascendancy!

This is part of a continuing series documenting the rise of Straight Alpha Nick, a college athlete and friend to Alpha Jin who has discovered faggot worship and now owns four live-in faggots. You can read all posts in this series in chronological order by CLICKING HERE!

The last couple of weeks have been strange ones for Master Nick and his four faggots. Master Nick has started dating a girl who is, by all accounts, very demanding. This seems to be putting extra pressure on him, and, in turn, his faggots.

I noticed the change in Master Nick’s demeanor in our conversations online, which is why I asked him if he was dating a new female (he thought he could hide it from me, I guess).

Regardless, pressure has been building up around the situation. And what do Alphas do when they need to relieve some pressure?

They FUCK, and FUCK HARD!!

Master Nick has spent the last two days of this holiday giving a very special gift to each of his faggots: a CHRISTMAS CUNTING!

Yesterday Master Nick took Yul and Ollie into the bedroom and cunted both of them. Alex, hearing his brothers screaming in the other room, contacted me to tell me what was happening. “Sam, my clit is leaking so much from hearing it.”

I smiled. I knew what was coming next.

This morning Master Nick awoke to discover that Santa had brought him something not so unusual: morning wood. So he woke Alex and proceeded to cunt him.

Lee, hearing the cunting in the other room, contacted me about it. “You’re next,” I told him.

And sure enough, after a recharge Master Nick took Lee into his “office” and cunted him as well!

Four Cuntings for Christmas!

Joy to the world! The Lord has cum!

Merry XXX-MAS everybody!

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!

A few days ago Master Nick contacted me and told me he wanted to cunt Michael, Master Matt’s new faggot. I knew it was coming, but I wasn’t expecting it so soon.

Then Master Nick said, “I’m thinking about giving Alex to Matt to fuck while I’m cunting Michael.”

This presented an interesting wrinkle. Anyone who has been tracking this story might remember how Master Matt essentially raped Alex last fall with one of his legendary power fucks.

The Alphas told the two faggots to meet them at the gym Saturday morning. Full of excitement, the faggots put on spandex shorts (to show off their cages in the gym) and met up with their Masters. Masters Nick and Matt worked out by themselves, leaving the faggots to do whatever faggots do besides work out at a gym. Most guy watching.

“Sam,” texted Michael, “Nick and Matt are both walking around with hard-ons while they work out!”

So the stage was set for the rest of the day!

The four of them went to Master Matt’s condo. When they got inside, the faggots dropped to their knees and began kissing the feet of their Masters while they took off their clothes. Then the Alphas took the faggots into the bedroom. There, they put the faggots side-by-side on the bed, and the fucking began, Master Nick plunging into Michael and Master Matt ramming Alex.

It was not a gentle, romantic fuck session. I found out later that the two Alphas were having a competition between each other to see who would cunt their faggot first. So with bragging rights on the line, both Alphas were mercilessly hammering away at their respective faggots.

But, truth be told, there probably isn’t a Man on the planet who fucks harder than Master Matt, and soon enough Alex was “screaming like a bitch” (Master Nick’s words) from Master Matt’s relentless assault.

SIDE NOTE: Alex claims he cried out for Master Matt to stop, but none of the others heard him say that. I will refer back to this later.

Soon after the screaming started Master Matt felt Alex’s pussy muscles clamp down on the end of his cock and all the familiar traits of cunting occurred. A few seconds later Michael experienced a cunting right alongside his brother.

Then both Alphas shot their loads simultaneously, sealing the deal.

After the faggots cleaned off the cocks of their Masters, the foursome headed to Master Nick’s place. When they arrived, Master Nick’s remaining faggots greeted them on their knees at the door and kissed their feet.

Then Master Matt grabbed Lee and took him into one bedroom to breed him, while Master Nick took Yul and Oliver into his bedroom and bred both of them. While all of this was happening, Michael and Alex began making a dinner of roast chicken with a couple of sides.

After some time of hard fucking, the faggots came out of their respective rooms to join their fag brothers in the kitchen. The Masters, drained beyond belief, both took pre-dinner naps.

But the pause was short-lived.

As dinner cooked, Yul and Ollie snuck into Master Nick’s room. Yul woke him up by licking his balls. Soon, Master Nick was fucking the two faggots once again! Meanwhile, Alex and Lee went in to wake up Master Matt, and they both got fucked again! (You see, Alex went right back to Master Matt for more!)

When dinner was ready everybody came out exhausted and disheveled from their rooms. Masters Matt and Nick were still naked. They sat down at the kitchen table and were served their food. Master Nick ordered the five faggots to eat their dinners kneeling at the coffee table in the other room.

When dinner was finished, Masters Nick and Matt got up and walked into the living room. As they sat down on the sofa, Master Nick said: “Faggots, we’re going to have a worship session. Get to it NOW.”

So all five faggots scampered to their feet and began worshiping them. One faggot per foot, plus an additional faggot on their cocks. The faggots would trade positions like a well-oiled machine, each taking turns serving their cocks.

Eventually they concentrated solely on sucking their cocks and ending (somehow) with cumshots from both of them!

At the end of this exhausting day of faggot breeding, Master Nick simply said “FAGGOTS are the best!”

And Master Matt said, “We feel like Gods!”

Indeed they are!

POSTSCRIPT

Somehow Master Matt awoke this morning with a semi-hard dick and wanted more fag pussy. So he called Master Nick and asked if he could use Alex for the day, and Nick quickly agreed.

So Alex and Michael spent this morning cleaning up Master Matt’s condo while he worked out. And when he returned home, he fucked both of their brains out.

Most PORN STARS can’t fuck like these two young Alpha Kings in Toronto!

This slave is married and, as per its Master, remaining chaste sexually to honor its husband.  Its husband has ED and a bad heart, so “the little blue pill” is not an option.  Master Max requires this slave to practice its ass with a dildo daily.
Is it possible for a faggot to self cunt with a dildo?  

I personally don’t think it’s possible to self-cunt. Cunting is both a physical and emotional process that often requires incredibly powerful rutting to occur. That’s just not possible to replicate with a dildo or vibrator.
 
Would your husband (or Master Max) be opposed to you finding an Alpha that can give you this experience? 
 
Here’s why I ask this – not only would you need an Alpha in order to be cunted, but also faggots do need to be fucked and bred in a general sense anyway. Faggots are like flowers that wither and die without regular feedings. Without the discipline of Male cum, faggots tend to go off-course.
 
But I don’t mean to step on anyone’s toes here. Ultimately it’s your relationship, and you’ll need to make decisions about what’s right for YOU. 

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I recently received a frantic series of text messages from Michael, the new faggot of Master Matt.

“Sam, my pussy has changed shape!” he exclaimed worriedly.

Knowing what Michael’s new pussy had been through recently with Master Matt’s giant cock, I understood the issue instantly. “Yes, I know,” I replied, “it’s okay.”

“But Sam, it looks like a pussy! Master said it looks like a real pussy!” he repeated.

“It’s okay, brother. It’s normal.”

One of the great miracles that comes from a Man fucking and cunting a faggot is the actual transformation of the faggot’s body into something unique in the human family. The faggot turns into a slave, an object, the personal property of a Man through physiological and metabolic changes resulting from deep breeding. And, from a physical standpoint, the faggot’s throat effectively becomes a Fleshlight.

And, most crucially, the faggot’s hole becomes a literal pussy.

As the picture above shows, a well-fucked fag hole becomes slit-like and develops “lips” around the rim. The muscles inside the faggot’s pussy become trained to mimic the stroking necessary to bring the Alpha to orgasm the way a female vagina does.

This new pussy, when combined with chastity of the faggot’s dicklet and/or jockstrap, makes the faggot appear most feminine. This physical transformation of the faggot’s body makes it more palatable for Men, particularly straight Men who like the look and feel of female vagina.

And this creation of a female-like pussy from the hole of a faggot is caused solely by the power of Alpha cock!

And Men love the look of a faggot’s pussy!

Some faggots object to the use of the term “pussy” to describe their hole, but as I’ve shown, active faggots do indeed develop a pussy by natural means through intense sessions of fucking and breeding. So the term is not only appropriate, but also necessary in order to describe its true function.

Faggots are a natural part of the Hierarchy, and like all things in Nature, the form fits the function. Through the fulfillment of its purpose a faggot naturally develops a pussy as part of its transformation into the thing Nature intended it to be.

Like poor Michael, this change can be shocking at first, even scary. But it is merely Nature’s way of remaking a faggot into a tool and piece of property useful to satisfy the needs of Men.

So rejoice in your pussies, by faggot brothers! Be proud! Your purpose in life is being fulfilled!

I don’t know the ins-and-outs of what goes through a fag’s mind.  Cunting is kind of like the old Supreme Court definition of obscenity: I know it when I see it. Virgins are few and far between for me, but even with bottoms who have been topped there is something ‘new’ when I fuck them.  The usual shivering you describe, occasional tears, breathlessness – all of this is there. Maybe it’s the sense of rush because – when it comes down to it – these guys (and women) want to be taken and taken good.  There’s also the feeling of powerlessness, I guess.  I can’t be sure what the bottom experiences and what’s different from any other guy who has fucked them. To be honest, it wasn’t until I saw more gay porn that I even had the idea that what I saw, and what my bottoms experienced, wasn’t remotely typical.

Sir,
 
Thank you for writing! You make an interesting point. Perhaps you are accidentally every faggot you fuck, but generally speaking, cunting is a specific event unrelated to virginal status or experience with Men. I was certainly cunted long after I lost my virginity, and I wasn’t cunted by every Man who fucked me. The same has been true with every faggot I’ve ever interviewed about this phenomenon. 
 
I think it would be instructive to talk to you, Sir. You might have some Alpha perspective that could shed some light on this. If you have a chance, please write to me at fagsworshipalphas@gmail.com! Thank you Sir!

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This is a thread about a faggot named Silas who has been enslaved by an older Alpha named Riley. CLICK HERE for all of the posts in this thread in chronological order!

The cunting of a faggot is a specific and very special act. It involves the application of a Man’s power to utterly transform a male into what we might call a THIRD GENDER.

A faggot exists outside of what we traditionally understand about gender. It is not male, not female. It doesn’t have autonomy. It exists as a valuable piece of property useful for the pleasure and satisfaction of its owner.

Cunting is the moment a Man forcefully transforms a sub male into a truly owned faggot. He lays claim to that faggot’s soul and life. In that moment the faggot loses its identity as a male forever.

That’s powerful!

Cunting is different for every faggot. Some pass out. Some convulse uncontrollably. Some become very emotional, as if a dam within them was suddenly punctured and waters of emotion burst forth.

I’ve written about my own cuntings, but my favorite depiction so far came from Sir Titus after he cunted his former faggot Cody (CLICK HERE).

But now comes the amazing description by the fag Silas about his recent cunting by his Alpha, Master Riley. Let’s get into it:

We were expecting a big blizzard up in Canada so Daddy Riley instructed me to pack a bag and that I would spend the weekend at his place. We would both be working from home this week as well so if the weather continued to be awful, he said I could stay at his place. Anyways, I packed a bag with enough clothes, underwear, my PrEP, toiletries, and he picked me up and we headed to his place. It was a fun weekend. We cuddled, watched movies, cooked together and each caught up on some reading. The weather truly sucked outside so cuddling and staying warm together over the weekend was absolutely wonderful.

Don’t get me wrong, though – there was plenty of sex and fucking. As you know, I am currently locked up in a black Holy Trainer Nub and recently, I gave my spare key to Daddy Riley. Initially, he had one key and I had one (in case of emergencies) and we only unlock once weekly for cleaning and shaving purposes. Now that he has both keys, I feel liberated in the sense that all temptation to unlock myself is removed. The thought does not even cross my mind anymore. Once a week, he unlocks my cage and cleans my clit thoroughly. Interestingly, it does not get stiff when he does this. It is basically now just an appendage that I pee out of and does not serve much of any other purpose. With Daddy’s permission, I am allowed to sneak a finger in the cage to soap it up and clean my clit throughout the week. With Q-tips and a blow dryer, I can ensure I maintain proper hygiene in addition to our once weekly cleaning sessions.

Anyways, I was telling Sam that on Sunday night, I had my first prostate orgasm while in chastity and he encouraged me to write about the experience. On Sunday night, I began to service Daddy’s cock. He was sitting in his chair (almost a throne) and I was kneeling before him on my knees. He was drinking some wine and watching TV while I serviced his cock. This involves worshipping his cock and his balls with deepthroating, gagging and begging for more.

I also love sniffing his groin, sucking his fingers and worshipping his size 13 feet. After about 30 minutes, he directed me to move to the bedroom and present my pussy. I bent down on the bed in the bitch position, presenting my pussy to him. He ate me out and the feeling of his beard on my pussy was amazing. I have begun shaving my pussy and my taint and find that area so sensitive especially when I feel his beard rubbing against that area. My clit, of course, began leaking. I leak a lot. He then proceeded to fuck me in different positions and deposited two loads up my pussy. We fucked in doggy then I rode him with him pumping me hard and thrusting up inside my pussy. He then flipped me over on to my back with a couple of pillows under my lower back. His cock has an upward curve so in this missionary position, his cock rubs against my prostate nicely. He continued to fuck me and I was a bitch in heat – moaning, whimpering and begging for more. He stuck his fingers in my mouth and took my left hand and brought it to my taint and told me to rub that area like a girl rubs her pussy. I used two fingers and applied pressure and rubbed that smooth area. My clit continued to drool and leak like a faucet. He continued to fuck me and told me he could feel my pulsating prostate. He continued to repeat the same motion over and over again while fucking me. I began to feel very warm and began to bliss out. Daddy later told me I had a very glazed look. I felt light and as if I were floating. I felt very warm. This warm sensation was in my pussy and spreading outwards to my fingers and toes. He bent my knees and folded my legs so the soles of my feet were against each other and he began sucking my toes while continuing to fuck me with the same motion, over and over and over again. He commented on my neon orange painted toe nails from my recent pedicure (Daddy is in charge of picking my toe nail color).

My clit was completely soft and of course, I was locked up in my Holy Trainer Nub. I told Daddy it felt like I was going to pee and he continued to fuck me, suck my toes, rub my feet and encouraged me, saying things like, “Cum like faggots are supposed to cum!”, “Cum for Daddy!” and “Keep rubbing your pussy like a girl!”. Then it happened. I felt like I was floating, my eyes began to water and I was tearing up. It felt like I was peeing but cum was oozing out of my clit, leaking down my balls. I was overwhelmed and began moaning and screaming. I don’t know if other faggots have encountered the same thing but when I feel precum (and now cum) ooze through my clit, I feel that inner sensation so much more now with my clit being in chastity. Daddy shoved his fingers in my mouth to soothe me then leaned down and kissed me, telling me “Good faggot!” and “That’s the only way you will cum from now on and only when I let you”. I was in heaven.

I slept like a fucking baby last night.

All of the classic “symptoms” of a true cunting are here; the sensation of floating, the warmth, the feeling of needing to pee, the overwhelming out-of-body experience.

Silas also had tears, which is similar to Cody (although not all faggots weep while being cunted). I do believe some faggots are so shaken by the experience that it unearths deeply buried emotions.

I’m so proud of Silas for his faith in the process of submitting himself to Master Riley to the point that this incredible moment could happen for him! I’m also grateful that he preserved it in writing so it might instruct and inspire other faggots!

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!

In the sexual life of a Man, there are many momentous events. The first masturbation episode, the first orgasm, the first blowjob, the first fuck. The greatest, of course, is impregnating a female and creating life. But somewhere near that peak achievement is the act of cunting a sub male.

Why do I place it so high? Because cunting involves a Man using his dick to absolutely take away the last vestiges of a faggot’s “maleness” and giving it a full-fledged pussy through the sheer power of his fuck. That ability to completely transform another male into a grateful slave through a sex act is pure power unlike any other expression of power in a Man’s life.

So congratulations are in order to Master Matt, who achieved that last night when he cunted his faggot Michael!

Master Nick and I knew all week that Master Matt was planning to cunt Michael this weekend, and we were both in the background talking about what we should encourage or discourage as the moment approached. We were both very excited to witness Master Matt take that last step to complete ownership of his faggot.

Frankly, I think Master Nick was more excited than I was! Friday night Master Nick’s sex drive was raging (I think because of Master Matt’s impending moment) so he went through the house and cunted all four of his faggots! It was a monumental fuck, too. At one point halfway through it little Alex contacted me to tell me what was happening, and he described it like Zeus had just come down from Mount Olympus to rape four faggots. Master Nick has this post-fuck habit of walking around the house naked with his massive, hard dick swaying back and forth while the other faggots cower with a mixture of fear and excitement. Master Nick can be a Beast with the best of them!

Anyway, I’m getting distracted. So little Michael gets a text from Master Matt Saturday morning instructing him to be ready when he gets home. So Michael flew into action, cleaning himself thoroughly and putting on Master’s favorite pair of panties.

Master Matt walked through the door carrying flowers (“faggots love that shit” he said). Michael was there kneeling at the doorway. Michael began worshiping Master Matt’s feet (which he loves) while Master began to get undressed.

Then Master Matt took his faggot into the bedroom. There, he had Michael start sucking his dick while he fingered Michael’s hole. Michael said he could taste his Master’s pre-cum, and it got him so excited that he began leaking cum from his cage.

Master Matt then got up. “Show me that pussy, boy,” he said, and Michael immediately got himself in “the bitch position,” ass high in the air. This really turned Master Matt on. “Let me tell you,” said Master Matt, “when he gets on the bed and puts his pussy up in the air it looks so fucking hot.”

So Master Matt mounted his faggot from behind, slowly entering his hole. Soon Master Matt was pounding away on Michael. He flipped the faggot around in a couple of different positions before finally settling on missionary (otherwise known as the cunting position) after about an hour of continuous fucking.

And then it happened. “I could feel something happening inside me,” said Michael, “a shock wave of pleasure going through my whole body.” Then Michael mentioned a phenomenon that is less understood. “My pussy started to fuck masters cock on its own.” This convulsion – part of the “cunting orgasm” we experience – can be a little jarring the first time it happens because it’s so outside of our typical experience as males.

Then, according to Michael, Master Matt shot the biggest load yet “deep inside” his brand new pussy! “It was like nothing I have ever had before,” said the ravished faggot afterward.

After the cunting was done, Michael was like a brand new faggot. “I can see why we are caged now … I love my cage,” marveled Michael, suddenly seeing the wisdom behind it. He also noticed that his well-fucked pussy was changing shape and beginning to look more like a female pussy.

“Sam, I have changed so much in three weeks!” said Michael in a daze.

Michael was complaining that his pussy feels empty now that he’s been cunted, so I encouraged him to wake up his Master and ask him to fuck him again. And that’s just what Master Matt did!

After that fuck, Master Matt was bragging about how much his faggot needs his dick and how much he loves the look of Michael’s new pussy. I reminded Master Matt that the power of his Alphahood and the power of his dick accomplished that transformation.

“My powers are endless,” crowed Master Matt confidently.

You see, cunting isn’t just a transformation of a faggot. It’s also the transformation of an Alpha into a god!

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!

This is part of a continuing series documenting the rise of Straight Alpha Nick, a college athlete and friend to Alpha Jin who has discovered faggot worship and now owns four live-in faggots. You can read all posts in this series in chronological order by CLICKING HERE!

More than a week ago Master Nick decided that little Oliver was ready to be cunted. From my conversations with Ollie, it was clear he was practically climbing the walls for the chance to be cunted like his brothers.

So when Master Nick returned from the gym two Saturdays ago, he took Yul and Oliver into the bedroom. The faggots were ready and dressed in their panties (they know how it affects Master Nick). Master Nick put Ollie on his back and began to fuck him hard.

Then, about fifteen minutes in, Ollie began to experience his cunting. “I felt a feeling inside me off unbelievable wonder … I have never felt anything like it before,” said Oliver.

Master Nick was shocked at how quickly it happened; it took him completely by surprise. Master Nick said Oliver passed out for a couple of seconds (Oliver doesn’t remember it clearly). Once it happened, Master Nick was so excited that he unloaded in Oliver and sealed the cunting.

And then Ollie did something very special: he said “Thank you, Master.”

When discussing this moment, Master Nick remarked that Oliver has thanked him for every single load, and that such reverence and gratitude made him feel “good.”

Since his cunting, Oliver says his pussy hasn’t been the same. He’s craving dick like never before. Most tellingly, Oliver is experiencing what I once called “The Void,” an empty feeling inside of a newly-cunted boy pussy now hollowed-out for cock. (CLICK HERE for that article).

So now all four faggots currently living with Master Nick have been cunted by his mammoth horse cock. And that makes five faggots cunted by him in total over the year since he first discovered fag pussy!

That’s incredible progress for a straight Alpha Male like him!

Master Nick has his four faggots and his girlfriend to fuck constantly, so I imagine he will be quite satisfied for a while. But I can’t help but wonder how long it will be until he gets the itch to deflower and cunt his next faggot. He’s one of the greatest fag fuckers who ever lived … it would be a shame if he didn’t spread his seed even more!

sam – 
This slave is married.  In order to honor its marriage vows, it cannot offer Alphas sexual service.  It is hoping to soon enter into a domestic service situation with an Alpha Man who has expressed interest.  (He is such a hunk!  But aren’t they all in spirit and power!) 
In Podcast 61, you talk about the power that a faggot being cunted can have in transforming the Alpha into an even more powerful god.  Is there something similar that can happen in domestic service?  This slave would certainly like to offer its Alpha a chance to become even greater!
slave initiate

My dear brother,
 
Interesting question! It’s nice to see you really thinking deeply about these issues and looking at them from various viewpoints. Also, I commend you for wanting to be faithful to your marital vows!
 
I don’t think there is any domestic service that mimics what cunting does, mainly because cunting involves some combustible elements like physical pain/pleasure, orgasm, aggression, and adrenaline. It’s not surprising that cunting stands apart from other aspects of the Alpha/fag dynamic given the deep and overwhelming connection forged during the act. 
 
However, your desire to honor and empower the Alpha you serve doesn’t require cunting in order for it to be fulfilled. ALL domestic service empowers an Alpha to some degree. There is something deeply satisfying for an Alpha to see a faggot cleaning his house or washing his clothes or cooking his meals. Men love to OWN things, POSSESS things, and that includes people. So a domestic faggot becomes another valuable tool a Man owns and uses.
 
If a faggot wants to approximate the ejaculatory effects of cunting for an Alpha, then they need to start serving the Alpha financially. CASH BONERS DO EXIST. Even the straightest Alpha will jack off to orgasm over nice tributes from faggots. Findom combines the ownership aspect of domestic service with the intense power dynamic of fucking into an overwhelmingly erotic experience for the Alpha. 
 
Ultimately, my advice is to keep from comparing your service to that of other faggots, and instead focus on being the best faggot YOU can be (which, from what I know of you, is a pretty damn good one!). If you give it everything you can, any Alpha would be proud to own you!

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This is part of a continuing series chronicling the rise of Alpha Jin, a straight Korean Alpha who discovered that his roommate Chin is a faggot and took ownership of the faggot’s life. CLICK HERE for all relevant posts in chronological order!

In Episode #61 of the Hierarchy Podcast I discussed Master Jin cunting his faggot Chin so powerfully that it fundamentally changed both of them.

Of course, this is not the first time that Master Jin has cunted Chin, nor is he the only Alpha who has cunted Chin. But the cunting Saturday night between Master Jin and Chin will have a ripple effect on both of them for the rest of their lives.

Master Jin spent a frustrating Saturday trying to get some pussy from his girlfriend, but she wasn’t putting out. For an ordinary straight Alpha, a day like that would probably end up in anger. But Master Jin always has an outlet for his sexual needs – his faggot Chin.

So imagine Master Jin’s relief when he walked in the door to find Chin kneeling there, waiting to hiss his feet. Imagine the power welling up inside him as his hungry, adoring faggot undid his pants and expertly sucked his dick dry.

Suddenly Master Jin forgot about the irritating girlfriend and all of his tension. All that mattered was the faggot at his feet eagerly worshiping him. His faggot. His property. His slave.

So Master Jin, flush with rejuvenated energy, grabbed Chin and took him into the bedroom. And there Master Jin fucked Chin very hard for two hours in practically every position imaginable. Master Jin pumped three loads into Chin’s pussy during this monumental fuck, never losing momentum in the slightest.

At the end, Master Jin had Chin on his back with his legs thrown over his shoulder. He pounded Chin as hard as he’s ever fucked before. And that’s when he cunted Chin, causing the faggot to black out and spasm violently.

When it was over, Chin was devastated physically and emotionally. All of the resistance Chin had been carrying around inside of him had finally been fucked out. He had nothing left inside him except a bright light of reverential awe for the god who just healed him.

But for Master Jin, there was a newfound understanding of exactly what gifts he has and the power he truly wields. Chin’s transformation was so total and complete that Master Jin could barely describe what he’d witnessed. Chin was already a great faggot, but this cunting made Chin into something greater. And that, in turn, made Master Jin greater as well.

It’s a peculiar thing. A straight Alpha can fuck a thousand women and make each one of them cum, but when he cunts a faggot there is something deeper and more primal triggered in his soul. What is it?

The cunting of a faggot involves more than simply a physical orgasm. It also represents a fundamental change in a faggot caused by the rut of a Man. It is the moment a faggot is altered forever, and it happens through the power of the Man who owns it. I think it is that exercise of sheer power that elevates the Alpha in a way that sex with a female cannot.

Master Jin said something along those lines yesterday, a few days after the fact.

It feels so good to have my faggot properly cunted. I have to say it is fantastic. I think Chin is working a lot harder to please me. I feel so powerful to own Chin. It is good to see the changes we can make happen.

As for Chin, he’s never been more complete.

I feel like service to (Master Jin) is the most important thing in my life. I literally melt inside when I look at him. He is my god.

A cunting like this is the culmination of the Alpha/fag dynamic. It is when both the Alpha and the faggot become the most complete versions of themselves.

This thread follows the story of Tau, a young Asian faggot who specializes in serving straight Alphas. CLICK HERE to read all of his stories!

When I first began covering the experiences of Tau the faggot and the Latino Alpha maintenance Man Tico who works with him, I thought Tico may have bitten off more than he could chew with that situation. It’s always dangerous to mix business and pleasure. Also, Once Tico began to introduce Tau to his friends for use, I thought there was a real chance for trouble.

But it turns out that Tico and his Alpha friends should be worried about Tau!

It seems that Tau had set his sights on Carlos, the straight Alpha who violently fucked his throat recently. The encounter left Tau with a permanent WIDE-ON and a desire to feel that same passion rammed into his pussy.

So Tau pulled out his bag of tricks. Read on:

I simply found myself unable to stop thinking about Carlos.  While the whole last encounter shook me a little, there was something about him I loved.  A lot of girls will say that they don’t find guys like him attractive when they really want a guy like that to just fuck them silly.  I’m at least honest about it.  The problem, as I noted, was that my Tico had been the only one to have my ass.  Now I’m the one losing control.

I sucked my Tico’s dick at work again.  I’m sparing the description because it’s a blow job and it’s not the first time I’ve given him one, of course. This was just my way of getting to Carlos.  I asked him if Carlos wanted me to suck him off again.  He said Carlos would be up for it and that he works at a construction development not far from my apartment anyway, so he could come by.

I honestly didn’t think it was going to be this easy.

Carlos was right on schedule.  Dirty, sweaty, and hot as ever.  I answered the door in a tank top and jockstrap.  As I mentioned, I was the one drunkenly spinning out of control.  If I had a pussy the smell of him coming inside would have made me soak the door mat.  I took off his reflective vest and invited him in to the bedroom. 

I didn’t want him to gag-fuck my face again, so I helped slide his tired body out of his shirt and jeans.  Burly, but proportional, dark brown skin, facial hair nice black body hair. . . my heart was pounding.  I like all types but something about him sets me off.  I had him lay down on the bed, rubbed my hands along his body and through the hair, and began slowly getting him harder.  I took off my tank top.  After a few minutes of sucking him good, I straddled his hips and rubbed his dick along my ass crack, caressed his body, and tried to put any idea in his head that my ass was totally his for the taking. 

I sucked him some more.  I thought he would have taken the bait.  It’s not like he’s sexually reserved.  I straddled again, took his hands in mine and caressed down to my ass.  I pointed his dick up and rocked my ass against it.  I finally just leaned over and said, “do you want my ass?”

He slammed me on my back and looked down at me.  After getting through the lubrication, I finally was able to push his cock in me.  I’m surprised that he wanted me face up.  I was happy about that part.  It didn’t take long.  My Tico is typically short and small-statured like a lot of Central American guys (although bigger than me).  He’s probably 5’6.”  Carlos is more in the 5’11” range.  He had his full weight and heat on me pounding and grinding away.  He had me pushed so far back that the head of my cock was rubbing my belly.  I’ll come back to that.

I was in ecstasy.  I was shaking.  I’d roll my eyes and even smile as he split me in two.  I got enough mentation back to dig into my faggot bag of tricks.  I squirmed underneath him and tried to remove my arms from his hands (by then he had my arms pinned.  He put more weight on me, gripped harder, and totally held me captive.  I think I could slither away from my Tico sometimes, but here I was totally trapped for the duration.  And I loved it.  I know guys like him love to feel a little struggle.  It’s like injecting them with pure testosterone in the heat of the moment. 

He adjusted himself forward a little which smashed my prostate and continued stimulating my dick against my skin.  I felt a light pumping and an ooze around the abdomen.  I had came.  Thankfully when my ass clenched up from that he didn’t last much longer or that could have gotten really painful. 

He got up and I was covered in his sweat.  The AC felt like a shock because I been so surrounded by his body heat.  There was no doubt that I felt fucked.   He washed off and I walked him to the door.  His cum was sliding down my balls and inner thigh from what didn’t stay inside. 

I almost feel a little guilty toward my Tico, but my whole being just reacted that way to Carlos.  I’m in heat big time.

Scorching!

This is why I often encourage Alphas to use faggots aggressively, really unleash the Beast within themselves. Unlike females, who often get scared or intimidated when a Man takes them like that, faggots are transformed by the experience.

Through a hard fuck, a Man has the power to completely obliterate a faggot’s Masculinity and force it into perpetual submission. It’s a stamping of the soul by the Rut of a Man.

I’d say Tau has been stamped.

Although Tau doesn’t explicitly state it here, it does sound like he was cunted during the experience. What gives it away? The shaking and the eye rolls Tau reports having during Carlos’ rut.

It’s unclear if this is the first time Carlos has ever fucked a faggot, but given his previous hesitation while using Tau, it’s clear that fag service is something relatively new if not entirely unknown.

Of particular interest to faggots is the way Tau describes the art of seduction with a straight Man. It involves planting visual cues in his mind through inoffensive teasing and subtle movements. This must be done carefully; going too far or seeming too needy will make the straight Man run away. When you find the sweet spot for the Man (and it differs depending on the relationship), this technique is highly effective.

So congratulations to my masterful brother Tau! Tonight he will sleep peacefully with the DNA of both Tico and Carlos swimming in his veins and swirling in his brain!

Does an Alpha’s cock have to be a certain size in order to properly cunt a faggot? I would assume it would have to be long enough to reach the second ring, yes?

Thank you for writing! 
 
Many Men wonder about this question, and sadly some get a bit insecure about it. 
 
The second ring is located about five inches inside the rectum, which should be reachable by most Men. But reaching the second ring is only part of the trick. You see, a faggot’s second ring operates involuntarily, and can be influenced by the faggot’s emotional state just like a pussy in a female. That’s why a faggot can be pounded in similar ways by two different Men, but the outcomes can be completely different. One Man’s rut causes cunting to happen, while the other does not. 
 
I’m also of the belief that penetrating the second ring isn’t necessary for cunting, it’s just helpful. The unconscious subspace indicative of a cunting can happen just from the forceful fucking of a faggot’s pussy regardless of the penetration on the second ring. 
 
So then what is the key? I think the common denominator to all successful cuntings involves an emotional response from the faggot when it is “taken” by a Man it yearns to please. When a Man forcefully takes a faggot, there is a primal level of fear and excitement within the faggot that causes its pussy to clench around the Man’s cock and ultimately causes cunting. It’s a gut-level, in-the-moment reaction that is poorly understood. But I do think that’s why Men with larger dicks tend to cunt faggots more often … the fear and the experience of being filled by such a large object causes this emotional response within the faggot and causes it to be cunted. 
 
I’m not sure I’m explaining this correctly, but that’s the general idea. Hopefully you understand what I mean. 

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Popping the second ring is vital for cunting.

Once that happens, it’s impossible for a faggot to imagine it is still a male like other Men.

It realizes it has a pussy. It understands its purpose: to be a pleasure hole for Superior Men.

When we think about the process of drilling for oil, it can largely be reduced down to a few simple steps. A large drill bit gradually burrows into the earth on the end of an extending rod. Once the drill bit reaches the hidden reservoir of oil thousands of feet below the surface, it punctures the lid on the reservoir of oil. When punctured, the oil in the reservoir – which is under tremendous pressure – bursts out in a tremendously powerful and dangerous explosion from the newly-dug shaft.

True cunting is like that. It is the puncturing of a faggot’s deepest, most intimate reservoir, and unpredictably setting it loose.

I’ve been cunted a number of times (not to sound slutty, but I’ve seriously lost count) over my 22 years as a faggot. I still think the most extraordinary cunting was my first. That unexpected drop, the clenching explosions deep inside my body, the dizziness, the paralysis … it was like I had touched a high voltage wire with my pussy. It came out of nowhere and scared me to death. I’ve had sleep paralysis episodes, and I had the same out of body experience with cunting. Except cunting feels MUCH better!

But here’s something that didn’t ever happen to me: I never broke down emotionally or sobbed uncontrollably. I’m highly emotional, but I do consider myself to be a very stable faggot. If anything, cunting made me immediately hungry for more rutting, like a cat that has been stroked agreeably.

However, it seems like I might be in the minority. I continue to receive tales from faggots about how their cunting caused them to become overwhelmed with emotion and weep deeply. Sometimes this reaction scares the Alpha, who mistakenly thinks he’s hurt the faggot.

Rather than hurt the faggot, the cunting he delivered penetrated the deepest layers of the faggot’s soul, causing those emotions to burst forth like penetrated reservoirs of oil.

I was really touched by the story Cody the faggot once shared about such a cunting back in October, 2019 (CLICK HERE) where he broke down while being cunted by Sir Titus.

So I suppose it’s poetic that Cody was there to help his new fag brother Pinky deal with a similar cunting delivered by Master Dylan a couple of days ago.

Here’s Pinky:

Last night was my night for one on one with Master Dylan. He truly cunted me for a long time and then it happened.

I passed out and entered this other feeling, like I was drunk on his essence. I could feel myself crying with emotions and he asked me if I was okay, and I was, so he kept pounding my hole.

It was the most incredible experience I have ever had before!!! I felt really connected to him, like I’ve never felt so connected to someone before.

He didn’t do a fast rut or anything but it was deep and even and I felt drunk in a way. Drunk on him.

I was so embarrassed (about crying) at first, but Dylan told me to let it out. That I was a broken fag before him but he would put me back together and make me even better.

I borrowed one of Ethan’s plugs after when he was done with me and kept his cum in me until it had been absorbed. I don’t know if it was a mental thing or if there was something chemical but I felt so good having his cum in me.

Pinky transcended!

All I can say is that I’m glad these faggots have had this experience gifted to them by Apex Protector Alphas like Sir Titus and Master Dylan! I’m especially blown away by Master Dylan. Fag ownership at this level is new to him, and honestly, he didn’t initially strike me as a particularly caring or tender Master.

But I was completely wrong. Write down the date. Yes, I am admitting my fault (LOL).

Master Dylan showed such a wide emotional range and a depth of understanding and tenderness with Pinky that I didn’t know he had. We must remember that cunting is alien to Men; they’ve never experienced it or can even fully comprehend it aside from the visible effects of their rut.

Yet Master Dylan held his shivering, weeping faggot and talked him through this most emotional experience. I’m so proud of him!

Cunting is the moment a Man claims more than the body of his faggot, but also claims its soul. The rut of the Man punctures the reservoirs hidden in the deepest place in a faggot, opens it, and causes an overwhelming rush of emotional oil.

It is the purest moment between a Man and a faggot, and it is more valuable than all of the oil on Earth.

This thread follows a faggot named Alexander, an 18-year-old virgin in Luxembourg, as he learns to submit to an Alpha neighbor named Simon. CLICK HERE for these posts in chronological order!

We last heard from little Alexander as he was taken by his new Master Simon to stay a weekend at the home of an actual slave Master named John. I was waiting anxiously for an update from either Alexander or Master Simon about this extreme training exercise, but they were strangely quiet. I began to worry that something may have gone wrong.

But finally Alexander managed to pull himself away from his homework long enough to recount his two-day experience living under the control of a brutal, real-life slave Master!

Here’s what the faggot said:

Master Simon took me to Master John on Saturday morning. He led me into his dungeon and I had to undress. He didn’t explain anything, but I was told on Thursday that I was only allowed to talk when I was asked, a slave obeys. Master Simon asked again, if I was really sure that I want to stay the weekend and I said yes, I want to. Master then drove away and I was on my on. It was a bit scary, but I really wanted to see what it is like and I was glad Master gave me the chance to find out.

Master John told me to kneel, then he put on a heavy metal collar around my neck and put a chain on it, he restrained my hands behind my back, and then he did the most terrible thing. He shaved off my hair!!! I really do love my hair and I cried a little, I think I was also panicking a little, because I realized that I’m alone with him now, and I wished Master Simon had stayed, but then I thought Master Simon would have never left me alone with someone he didn’t trust, and I pulled myself together and told myself that my hair will grow back.

He took the chastity device that I had told you about (CLICK HERE) and put it on my clit. Oh Sam, that was scary. I got hard and he somehow forced it inside and the spikes really did hurt a lot. Don’t get hard, boy, was all he said. Then Master John put a hood over my head – such a rubber thing – it was very tight and it had a dildo inside that went down my throat. That was very uncomfortable, I found it hard to breathe, but I couldn’t even tell him.

Next, I felt a lot of pain on my nipples and I realized that he had put on nipple clamps. It did hurt so much and I wanted to cry out but I couldn’t. I only choked. Oh, because of the hood I couldn’t see anything. I only felt the pain on my clit and on my nipples and I was afraid I would choke, but again I told myself it would be fine. I didn’t know much about Master John, but I trusted Master Simon.

Then he led me to a cage, of course I first didn’t know that he led me there, but I felt it when he moved me in. It wasn’t very big and I had to be on all fours, he restrained me, so that I couldn’t move and then I felt lube on my ass and I thought he’d going to fuck me now, but it was a dildo that went inside. Have fun, he said, I’ll look after you again tomorrow morning. With that he left and I was panicking inside again. I had so many questions, but everything around me was dark. I was scared again, but then I told myself that I need to drink and eat and that he MUST come again before the next morning.

Time passes very slowly when you’re alone in the dark. I drooled and I tried to concentrate on breathing, but I had so many thoughts running through my head, excitement and fear, I thought about Master Simon and that I actually hardly know anything about him, but deep inside me I knew I could trust him. And I already missed him so much.

Imagine being in this situation overnight, caged on all fours with a masked hood on and dildos in both your ass and throat! Terrifying!

After many, many hours, at least it seemed to me, for a moment I really thought the next morning had already arrived, I heard Master John approach. How is my new slave doing? he asked. Is it comfortable enough? I tried to say something but I couldn’t. He pulled the dildo out of my ass and his cock went inside. Then he fucked me. The fuck seemed to last forever, then he shot his load inside my ass and put the dildo back in. With that he left. I was so thirsty and I also needed to pee so badly.

After hours of waiting he came back. He pulled out the dildo and put in an assplug, a really big one. Then he got me out of the cage. He told me to go on all fours, as slaves aren’t allowed to walk, and he led me somewhere else. I was still wearing the hood and couldn’t see a thing. He told me to kneel, then he put off the hood. I could breathe again. He grinned. I wanted to tell him that I was thirsty and that I needed to pee so badly, but I got slapped as soon as the first word came out of my mouth. Slaves aren’t allowed to talk, he said, and slapped me again. And it was not like when Master Simon slaps me. This really hurt. He pointed to the floor. Now I realized the other slave was there also, kneeling on the floor as I did and I realized the bowls on the floor. One was with water, in the other was something indefinable, apparently we were supposed to eat this. Our hands were still restrained and Master John said You have three minutes. Go! With that his slave was at the bowl, eating as much from this as he could. I was still baffled, but then I understood that we only had three minutes and I tried to lick up as much water as I could. The ‘food’ in the other bowl looked and smelled so disgusting I couldn’t eat it. Master John then said “Finished” and kicked the bowls away.

Then he led us into his garden and the other slave lifted his leg to pee at a tree. I realized that was my only chance to pee and I did the same. Then Master John led us back into the dungeon. The other slave was bent over some kind of wooden thing, and restrained. I had to kneel on the floor and watch. Master John got a belt and started to beat the slave. After a while he changed to a paddle, then a whip. Every stroke seemed to hurt me as well. When Master John was finished with his slave he put him back into his cage. Then he told me to take the place. I didn’t want to, but I knew I had to obey and I bent over that thing and got restrained. I expected Master John would beat me now, but instead he fucked my ass again. After he had cum he got the paddle and spanked my ass. OMG, this did hurt so much!!! I only got ten strokes , but I was crying and I was begging him to stop after the first stroke.

Then the hood came back on me, with the dildo down my throat and I felt him putting weights to the nipple chain. Then I was put back into the cage, restrained, dildo inside my ass. I couldn’t move. My ass was still hurting and my clit tried to get hard in the spiked cage and caused me a lot of pain.

Just reading his recap makes me sad for the little faggot! I practically winced while reading this!

Again it seemed like hours and hours till he got me back out again. He led me through the dungeon and up stairs. Then he took of the hood again. To my surprise it was still daylight. He sat on his sofa and told me to massage his feet. I needed to pee so badly again, but I didn’t dare to ask. I kneeled before him, massaged his feet, then he fucked my throat.

He didn’t cum down my throat though, instead, he turned me around and fucked my ass again. I needed to pee so badly and he cunted me. I couldn’t help it, at some point I peed. It was very embarrassing and he didn’t say a thing, he finished inside my ass, then he turned me around and slapped me hard again. He said I wasn’t allowed to pee without his permission, he pulled me over his lap and spanked me. Then he told me to clean up my mess. I wanted to get a towel or something, but he slapped me and told me to lick it up. All of it. I hesitantly licked my pee off the floor, and I knew this wasn’t the last time I’d get spanked.

He fucked me again and then he said it was supper time. His slave had cooked him dinner, now he sat down to have dinner and we had to kneel near him. I realized how hungry I was. I expected we would get his leftovers, but when he was done eating he let us down again and we again got water and this disgusting something in bowls, our hands restrained at our backs. Five minutes he said and I immediately got to the water bowl and drank as much as I could. I didn’t dare to eat what was in the other bowl. It was evening now and I was put into a somewhat larger cage to sleep. The other slave wasn’t there.

So I had spent most of the day waiting in the cage I was really exhausted and fell asleep, though the cage wasn’t very comfortable. I woke up because the cage was opened in the middle of the night. I was pulled out and fucked and put in again.

What seemed like an hour later I was pulled out again and let upstairs. It was still dark outside and Master John told me to clean the bathroom, the kitchen and the living room, but thoroughly. I had my hands and feet restrained and the chain on my collar got attached to a hook on the ceiling and I started to clean. When I was finished with the bathroom he led me to the kitchen. Again the chain got attached to a hook in the ceiling and I started to clean again. I had to clean the floors on my knees and it really hurt after a while.

When I had finished with the living room it was bright day outside. Master John came, leading the other slave on a leash and he took us outside to piss and shit. It was so embarrassing. Then he took us back to the dungeon where he used a hose to clean us. He cleaned out our asses with ice cold water. I was about to cry. I hadn’t slept much, I was hungry and thirsty. Then Master John fucked the both of us.

After that we had breakfast. I only drank the water and Master John said if I wouldn’t eat he would spank me. I didn’t want to be spanked and I tried to eat the food, but it tasted so disgusting, I just couldn’t. I got spanked…

I spent most of the day again locked up in the cage, getting fucked now and then, getting spanked for nothing or for accidentally peeing. In the evening, after I had again refused to eat, he put me back into the cage he said he had paid a lot of money for me and I’d better learn to be a good slave. I looked at him, I didn’t dare to speak, and he laughed and said yes, Master Simon sold you to me. He‘s not going to take you back. You’d better get used to your new life.

He laughed again and put the hood over my face, the gag inside my mouth and I was put into the cage. I didn’t sleep at all. I thought Master Simon wouldn’t do that, but then I thought, I knew nothing about Master Simon. I was scared and I cried.

This might be the cruelest part of this very cruel story. It’s one thing to torture the body, but when you torture the soul, it is absolutely devastating. Making Alexander believe that his first Master sold him into this life of slavery is worse than thousands of lashes with a whip!

It was a terrible night. Everything hurt and I was scared that I would have to stay there for the rest of my life. He woke me again in the middle of the night and he fucked my throat and ass, then back in the cage.

The next morning I was taken out of the cage early and let outside to pee. Then he fucked me again and back into the cage. Then I was taken out again and let upstairs. The hood was taken off and Master Simon was there. I was so relieved that I started to cry!

The nipple chain and the cockcage was taken off. Such a relieve!!! And then I was allowed to put on my clothes and we left. We didn’t talk much as we drove back to Master Simon’s house. We went inside and I undressed, then Master Simon told me to go into the kitchen. He had made breakfast for me! Fresh rolls, butter, cheese!! Everything I needed. I realized how hungry I was and I started to eat. Master Simon didn’t say anything, he just watched me.

Suddenly I felt so tired and I nearly fell asleep over my breakfast. Master Simon said I should go to bed, and I did. I fell into the bed and and asleep as soon as I touched the pillow. It’s so good to be home, I thought.

When I woke up it was already dark outside and I realized that the reason why I had woken up was that Master Simon and shoved his cock inside my pussy and was slowly fucking me. When he realized that I’m awake he fucked me harder. He cunted me again.

Then we got up. He had already made dinner and we had dinner together. He said he was glad to have me back and that I had to tell him all. After dinner I sucked his cock, he fucked my pussy again and then I lay there with my head on his lap, his finger running through my hair and I told him my adventure.

When I had finished he asked if I still had the fantasy about being a slave and I said I’d rather prefer to stay his faggot.

BRAVO!!

I thank little Alexander for crafting this exquisite look into a dark world that exists below the surface of society, even below the seedy underbelly of most BDSM scenes. This is real-life faggot slavery, and it’s REAL. There are Men out there who want to own and use true male slaves and exact their sadistic toll on them.

As a faggot, I’ll never understand why one Man would do that to anybody. I wouldn’t do that to people I truly hate, let alone a little faggot who exists to please me! But, as I’ve often said on this site, the heart of Men is filled with rage and fury and passion. Sometimes it needs to be released in ways we cannot fully comprehend.

Regardless, the “adventure” Alexander endured was a difficult emotional read. I felt like a father watching his son go through a painful medical process and being unable to alleviate his pain.

But ultimately, the experience demonstrated two things unequivocally:

1. Alexander truly loves being Master Simon’s faggot, and he has a new appreciation for the comfort and care of his new Owner.
2. Alexander is about as tough as a faggot can get. He’s bold and fearless and stronger than an army of weightlifters. What would’ve forced manlier Men to tap out did not break Alexander.

I thank my little brother Alexander for this expertly-crafted personal experience. It was harrowing, heartbreaking, and ultimately joyful. Your big brother is proud of you!

love, sam

Hello Sam, I wanted  to know more about this second ring that you say is penetrated in cunting. Where is ? How to access when I penetrate my fag?

Thank you for writing to me, Sir! 
 
The second ring is a ring of muscles about five inches inside the rectum. Here’s how I described it when I wrote about the cunting of Simon the faggot:
 

The human rectum is built with two rings of powerful muscle tissue. The outer ring (at the anus) is composed of voluntary muscle tissue that is under our control. But several inches inside the rectum is a second ring of muscle tissue that is involuntary and designed to automatically control the flow out of the body.

The feeling of a Man puncturing through that second ring of muscle is profound for a faggot; it’s like a gunshot to the soul. It also feels incredible for the Man, as this involuntary muscle group grips his cock with every thrust.

Generally speaking, a Man must fuck very deeply and powerfully to pop that second ring. You essentially need to rut your faggot into submission. I do personally believe a faggot needs to be deep in subspace so that it is relaxed enough to be cunted. I think that’s why Master Nick’s method of caging his faggot for a week or two prior to cunting is so effective. The cage forces the faggot into a deeply submissive mindset, opening it up to cunting. 

Here is Apex Alpha Beast @fedz_101 basically fucking as hard as one Man can fuck anything. You can tell the bitch was CUNTED from this RUT; notice the legs shaking and its inability to move.

This is how a Man claims property forever!

Hey,
I’m an 18 yr old Australian faggot who’s never served an alpha, or been fucked before. Very recently I found this dominant, hung alpha who can’t wait to cunt me when the whole virus shit blows over. 
I’m really desperate to get fucked by this amazing alpha, but I’m very scared given he’s just over 10 inches – but he insists he wants to rut in my hole and destroy my second ring when it’s totally virgin. He’s instructing me not to play with my pussy either. 
What can I do to help my hole when the time comes? He’s suggested maybe drugs to help loosen me up on the day and make me more slutty (is this a good idea?), but aside from that, nothing else.
Any advice from a fellow, experienced fag like you would be welcome. 

My standard preparation procedure that I always recommend includes buttplugs and/or dildos (but mainly buttplugs) to not so much loosen the hole but to get the muscles acquainted with an object lodged in there.
However, he’s forbidden the use of them, soooo …
Drugs (known as poppers) are often used to produce temporary euphoria as well as cause the muscles throughout the body to weaken. This usually allows you to take larger objects into the rectum without much difficulty.
I also highly recommend liberally applying a lube called GUN OIL. It’s the best anal lube on the market. Use A LOT of it, slathering it on his dick and around/in your hole. It will make a world of difference.
And also this: RELAX. He can’t kill you or seriously hurt you. Millions and millions of people have been assfucked by everything under the sun. Your hole isn’t any different. Instead, look at this Alpha’s like a challenge! Get excited! You’re about to be fucked by a GOD!

This was published by @natural-hung-bull on Tumblr. One of his faggot readers sent in its experience with a hung Alpha. I felt it was significant enough to be memorialized. Thanks to this faggot for recording this encounter!

The truthful words of a faggot cunted by his first 8 + inch thick cock. This describes perfectly how a hung mature Male Bull Animal like me can destroy a bottom, and create a faggot for life with just one fuck.

What’s it like; getting fucked by a hung Bull? Just like this.

From the beta flock:

If you’re hung and a top, you know this experience is authentic. The way the faggot’s body literally begins to shutter and you as you’re fucking for say more than 20 minutes. How a man will eventually cum like a woman when being fucked by a hung Alpha. Your cock head now having a obliterated his second ring. How long strokes makes the faggot’s leak out their load. Or even shoot as they are being fucked. How face to face, he inhaled me and i calm him; as I inhale his masculinity and breath into my lungs and body, watching carefully as I hurt and pleasure him as I fuck. Destroying him. Owning him.

How after a marathon fuck like say, 30-40 minutes, the faggot becomes limp, and limber. Now a vessel for a Real Man to use. “I will exhaust you” I tell my faggots. The Alpha absorbing his strength; Making me stronger. He becomes weaker with each thrust. And after i cum, like 30 minutes later, he is left like a puddle of a man. Nothing left, I have fucked everything out of him. And inhaled his masculinity. His strength.

When an Alpha mounts a faggot and starts to fuck it, an interesting thing happens. The Alpha becomes more aggressive, animalistic. He vocalizes more, and maybe even gets a little violent. Meanwhile, the faggot retreats into the emotional posture of a victim. And this turns the Alpha on even more.

Watch this video below. The faggot cries. It whines. Through tears, it screams out “YES SIR” as the Alpha ruts it.

In response, the Alpha fucks it harder. He becomes more verbally abusive. He wants to hurt it.

By ramming his cock into the faggot and pumping it full of his cum, he is breaking the faggot completely. Hence, we see the faggot at the end, cum leaking out of its cunt, begging for more.

This is the power of the Alpha/fag dynamic at its most primal level. One Man using the powers of his fuck to break another male and transform him into a fuck toy, a slave.

Just look at Maximus Barmin, the straight Alpha who uses faggots on the side:

He is an incredible, power-fucking Alpha horse with an insatiable appetite for dominating faggots. They exist as holes for him to use when he isn’t fucking his gorgeous girlfriend!

This is the new paradigm: straight Men are beginning to realize that they can have it all! They can have the hot girlfriend and the worship of faggots, tributes to their power, and a King’s glory! It’s laid out before them like a banquet – they only need to sample it!

This is reblogged from the great Tumblr Alpha @natural-hung-bull.

Cunted.

It’s not just the reality that you’ve been cunted, feeling his huge thick god cock pound into you, you’re now numbed to the pain of his 8×6.5 inch meat, but you’ve entered you fag space. “When will it end…” is one thought; “God I don’t want this to end..” is another. Your body is now his faggot mattress as he pounds on you. You hear and feel I’d heavy balls slap on your cunt. You are a woman, but not quite. And you are not a man.

But he is. Now fucking you. Inhaling your breath. Consuming your dignity and anyvlast semblance of masculinity with each thrust.

And soon, his power will flood your cunt. His essence will feel warm deep inside when you first feel his cum. His rut will intensify by instinct; this his how the male body inseminates and creates. And soon, you will be oncome by his man hormones.

Feed on him. The Alpha’s precious fertile generous gift of life. The essence produced by a Real Man. Your faggot fuel. Nature’s organic natural sedative and perfect elixir for the faggot mind. Calms you. Tastes delicious. Warms your hole and body. Lifts your spirts while taking your worries away. And the best part, the Human Bull male has an endless supply.

Just like this

This thread follows the development of a true Alpha/faggot relationship between a Supreme Scottish Alpha named Yannick and his faggot boyfriend Fionn. CLICK HERE for all posts in this thread! 

It began as a simple command while Master Yannick was at work today. He told his faggot Fionn to be ready when he finished his shift. By “ready,” Master Yannick meant that the faggot needed to be clean, naked (except for the chastity cage, of course), and in position. 

When Fionn received this message, he began texting me his complaints about this command. He had just endured several brutal cuntings the night before … he didn’t like being naked … he doesn’t want to wear the chastity cage … and so forth. Then he asked me what I thought he should do. My answer was simple: “OBEY.” 

When Master Yannick returned home from a stressful day at work (he’s in the medical field, which is under particularly horrible pressure now), he found his faggot cleaned, naked, and on all fours on the bed with his pussy high in the air. Instantly hard at the sight, Master Yannick pulled out his cock, mounted the faggot, and rammed his big dick into the pre-lubed pussy. Then Master Yannick gave the faggot “the fuck of a lifetime.” The fuck was so powerful and long-lasting that Fionn was crying by the end of it. “God, I love that,” snarled Master Yannick later. 

After he pumped his day-long load into his faggot’s cunt, Master Yannick put a buttplug into the faggots’ pussy “to keep my precious seed in.” Then he pulled the still-weeping faggot into the shower. If you remember from the last installment (HERE), Master Yannick had sprayed the faggot with his morning piss and told it not to wash it off. Well, now “it stunk” and needed a bath. 

Then Master Yannick did something extraordinary: he took Fionn’s cage apart and washed it and the faggot’s clit clean! This is a tradition that he learned from Master Nick’s example, and he’s decided to incorporate it into his ownership responsibilities! More Alpha Masters need to reflect on the power of this ritual!

After Master Yannick finished cleaning his faggot, he began placing the cage back on. As he did this, something extraordinary happened:

When I put on his cage he reminded him that he is never to touch is clit again, never play with it again, never to cum again.

A few minutes later, after it had sunken in, he suddenly started to cry. He suddenly realized what it meant for him to submit.

For many Men, the sight of a broken faggot might make them feel pity or remorse. They might want to comfort the faggot in some way. 

But Master Yannick is an APEX Alpha, a perfect distillation of Male dominance.

His tears made me so hard that I fucked another load into his cunt.

After Master Yannick finished pumping his second load into Fionn, he held his large cock deep inside the faggot’s pussy. Then, according to Master Yannick, he “whispered into his ear that Daniel (Master Yannick’s Alpha best friend) and I were going to dp him and that I would share him with Daniel.” 

“I don’t want to get dp’d,” moaned Fionn.

“Who owns that pussy?” asked Master Yannick firmly.

“You own it, Master,” replied Fionn meekly.

“Then I do the fuck with it as I please, don’t I?” barked Master Yannick.

And Fionn started to weep bitterly. The tears excited the Beast within Master Yannick and caused his dick – still inside Fionn’s pussy – to swell back to full mast. So Master Yannick fucked another load into Fionn’s ass.

The faggot kept crying after the third breeding. Master Yannick left him alone for a while so he could think about the loss of his penis and his Manhood. But eventually Master Yannick couldn’t hold back, so he mounted Fionn again and deposited another load. 

But the tears kept coming. So Master Yannick held Fionn in his arms and told his faggot he loved him. He repeatedly told the faggot how proud he was of the sacrifice he made for him and his glory.

This finally soothed Fionn, and the exhausted faggot fell gently to sleep. 

__________

When talking about these two days with Master Yannick afterward, I told him that I feel like I’ve had front-row seats to the live ascendancy of a new Alpha God. I’ve been witness to a Man casting off any remaining shackles and exploding with the power and force of a supernova. 

My brother Fionn may be broken, bruised, and sore, but he can hold on to this one undeniable truth – he is the owned faggot and property of one of the most authentically Alpha Males to have ever walked the Earth. Every day and night he is mounted and bred by the cock of a god, his life safe in that diety’s large and steady hands. And it is forever.

A faggot cannot ever hope for anything better than that.

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!

Anybody who read yesterday’s account (CLICK HERE) of Master Matt throat fucking Alex, the fourth faggot in the stable of Masters Nick and Nikola, probably wondered about the curiously open-ended way I concluded that post. I casually mentioned that Master Matt had made plans with Alex (and with Master Nikola’s blessing) to “work out” the following day. My fag senses were tingling nervously.

When I questioned Alex about this impending “date” with Master Matt, Alex insisted that he thought Matt wanted to be his friend. He kept talking about how attractive Matt is. I was getting nowhere.

I warned him: “Alex, Alphas and faggots aren’t friends.”

“Why not?” asked Alex innocently.

“Because Alphas and faggots are not equals. Alphas own faggots. They use faggots. They aren’t friends with faggots.”

Still nothing.

So I questioned the Alphas. Master Nikola was largely absent, but he didn’t seem concerned. Master Nick, dealing with his own issues elsewhere, wasn’t around the apartment, but also sensed danger. “Sam, I think I might put a stop to this,” said Master Nick, before reverting back to his previous stance of staying out of Nikola’s affairs. After all, Nikola and Matt had made this arrangement with each other, so it didn’t have anything to do with him directly.

So Alex met up with Master Matt at Matt’s condominium gym. And after the workout, Matt said, “Why don’t you come to my place and get some protein?” So Alex followed Matt to his place.

And then Master Matt raped Alex.

Master Matt is already widely known in fag circles around campus as the most vicious and brutal ass fucker in existence. His “technique” consists of ramming his enormous straight dick balls-deep into fag pussy like a careless piston, destroying everything in its path until he breeds it. Then he keeps going until he’s done.

Well, little Alex now found himself in Master Matt’s lair, lost like a deer that ignored all the signs and accidentally wandered into a wolf’s den. Almost instantly Matt had Alex’s clothes off and onto the bed, where he mounted Alex with all of the care of a horny pit bull.

Master Matt proceeded to pound Alex’s ass in a way he had never experienced with Master Nick (a power fucker in his own right) and tender Master Nikola. A fuck of hate. A fuck of purpose. A fuck of murder and destruction.

Little Alex passed out twice, and Master Matt kept pounding. Alex cried, and Master Matt kept going. Alex screamed multiple times “STOP!” and Master Matt kept going.

After Master Matt bred Alex twice, he pulled his giant dick out of Alex’s swollen pussy. He grabbed Alex’s hair and pushed Alex’s head down on his cock for cleaning. After Alex finished licking the juice of his own rape off of Master Matt’s cock, Master Matt said, “I’m finished with you,” and told him to leave.

Alex stumbled home, decimated beyond words. SHATTERED. He began texting me, clearly incoherent after experiencing this terrifying ordeal.

“Sam, I thought he wanted to be my friend,” said the lost soul dying inside Alex.

I remembered my own rape (a more serious, life-threatening situation) and the lessons I learned from surviving that. Hearing the hollow, shell-shocked words of my little brother reminded me of that time. In these moments, raped faggots are like survivors immediately after 9/11, blinded by dust and stumbling over debris.

Alphas are so much more powerful than we are, so much more aggressive. We often egg them on, eager to feel the intensity of their might and domination. But the Beast that lurks within many Alphas can occasionally take over when you least expect it, ravenous at the first taste of fresh meat.

And by the time it’s over, a life is changed forever.

I will always stand beside my precious little brother Alex. He’s a good boy and a credit to faggots everywhere. He deserved better than to be treated like a filthy cumrag that’s tossed dismissively in the trash.

He was let down by the Alphas he worshiped and served with faith and trust. He was put in harm’s way by a Man he called his Master, and raped by a Man he thought wanted to be his friend.

I often say that Alphas are the best Mankind has to offer, that they are creatures of great power, wisdom, and nobility. But Alphas can also represent the worst of Mankind, too.

Find good Alphas and serve them. They’re rarer than you think.

This is part of a continuing thread isolating the rise of Supreme Alpha Dylan, brother of Alpha John and Master of the faggot Cody. CLICK HERE for all of these posts in chronological order! 

The last time I updated fag Cody and his Supreme Alpha Dylan (CLICK HERE), Alpha Dylan punished a disobedient Cody by fucking four different faggots in one day. This experience deeply changed Alpha Dylan. Hungry for the kind of godly power seen in fellow Alphas like Masters Nick and Nikola (as well as California Alpha), Alpha Dylan began making plans to develop a kingdom of owned faggots solely devoted to his service and pleasure.

To that end, Alpha Dylan decided that he needed his faggots living closer to him. So he made arrangements for Cody and Ethan, one of the faggots fucked during Dylan’s day-long fuck fest, to move in together in a brand new apartment near Dylan’s house. That is going to happen on April 1st.

Of course, the two faggots needed to become acquainted with each other since they will be serving side-by-side and living together. 

So Alpha Dylan had both faggots over to his house. Then Dylan told Cody to begin cleaning his place, after which he took Ethan into the bedroom and fucked the living hell out of the faggot. Cody was forced to listen to the rutting of his new faggot brother while doing menial chores. It was an important lesson for Cody, who needed to suppress feelings of jealousy.

After Alpha Dylan pumped two loads into Ethan, he dismissed the used faggot for the night. Dylan then turned his attention to his #1 faggot. Dylan wrote to me and said, “It’s time to reward Cody for being such a good boy during this test.”

That reward consisted of a rut of destruction so powerful that Cody actually passed out for about five minutes. At first, Cody’s reaction to the cunting scared Alpha Dylan, but when he realized Cody’s body was involuntarily milking his cock, he relaxed and kept fucking.

After two loads deposited deep in Cody’s cunt, he pulled out. He laid back and had Cody suck his cock clean. Cody kept sucking for a very long time until he noticed that Dylan, exhausted from a day of fucking, had fallen asleep. 

This is how Kings live! 

Today Alpha Dylan said that he wants to own many more faggot slaves. When he asked me how many faggots he would need to fuck to set an orgy record, I suggested seven.

“Now that’s a fucking goal!” said Alpha Dylan enthusiastically. 

Alphas never think small!!  

This is part of a continuing series documenting the rise of Straight Alpha Nick, a college athlete and friend to Alpha Jin, Alpha Matt, and Alpha Nikola.  He has come to discover faggot worship and now owns live-in faggots. You can read all parts of this series by CLICKING HERE!

Sometimes in life, a faggot will encounter an Alpha so breathtakingly powerful that the faggot cowers in his presence like a terrified puppy. Alphas like that are pure forces of nature, unpredictable and overwhelming. 

My beloved Master Nick is one such Alpha.

I have knelt at the feet of some tremendous Men during my time as a faggot, and I’ve seen a whole array of Alpha behavior. I’ve been the “first faggot” to quite a few straight Alphas. So I thought I’d seen it all. However, I’ve never known an Alpha with the command, confidence, wisdom, and power of Master Nick. This straight Man discovered faggot worship last fall, and he has embraced it with vigor and enthusiasm unlike anything I’ve ever witnessed before.

But even with all of the amazing things I’ve seen from Master Nick in the seven or eight months I’ve known him, nothing could prepare me for what he did yesterday. Essentially Master Nick went on a cunting rampage of such unexpected and shocking force that all four of his faggots were left stunned and I was even rattled thousands of miles away.

It began yesterday morning. I received a text from Master Nick: “Faggot, I’m finally cunting Alex today. I want you to have your chastity cage on by the time I finish cunting him.”

That direct command from him bolted me into action (I had been dawdling around the house all morning and hadn’t gone into chastity yet), so I got into chastity and then sent him evidence of the task completion. Of course, Master Nick didn’t see that proof because he had already returned to the apartment from the gym and was balls-deep inside Alex.

While the cunting of Alex was happening, I began receiving concerned texts from Yul. “Sam, Alex is really getting it, and Nick told me to get ready, too!” I told Yul that I thought Master Nick might try to cunt him as well since I had a conversation earlier about how the other faggots were feeling left out while Alex was being prepped for cunting.

Meanwhile, inside Master Nick’s room Alex was getting the fuck of his life. Eventually, Alex passed out as Master Nick breached his second ring, and then Nick pushed all the way through the ring and pumped a load very deep into Alex’s new cunt. 

After Master Nick had Alex suck his cock clean, he strolled out of the bedroom completely naked and still hard. He went into the kitchen, then made and drank a protein shake. Then Master Nick pulled Yul into the bedroom, telling Alex, “call Chin and Lee and tell them to get home now.”

“Sam, I don’t know what’s happening,” said a bewildered Alex moments later to me via text message, “Nick wants Chin and Lee home right now.” It dawned on me then – Master Nick was going to cunt all four faggots that day. 

After about 30 minutes of rape-fucking, Yul cried out from the bedroom as Master Nick completed the re-cunting of Yul. Then Master Nick repeated the same process from the Alex cunting, with Yul sucking his Master’s cock clean before Nick strode into the kitchen for another protein shake. 

To their credit, Chin and Lee obeyed their Master’s call and returned to the apartment in short order. Soon after, Master Nick pulled Lee into the room and pounded the little fag until he cunted him. After a cleaning, Master Nick grabbed Chin and proceeded to cunt him in about thirty more minutes of fucking.

Master Nick paraded proudly through the house, naked and hard, as his four cunted faggots stumbled around like survivors of 9/11. Master Nick got dressed and went out to the bar to enjoy some celebratory drinks.

When I asked Master Nick about this monumental quadruple cunting episode, he said, “It was a fantastic day.” Uh, YEAH!

“I did feel like a lion,” continued Master Nick. He also mentioned how having the faggots lick their own cunt juice from his cock was “special for the faggots.”

But ultimately this cunting rampage was a brutal show of power. “I felt the need to show my faggots that I am their king and master, and that I can handle four faggots with no trouble at all.”

After thinking about it, Master Nick came to this conclusion: “Faggot you do understand you got me motivated to cunt all four of my faggots, right? I did it in your honor of you going into chastity.” I’m not even sure how to feel about my part in this cataclysmic cunting.    

Ultimately, Master Nick loved to see the result of his handiwork. His cunting rampage was so sudden and vicious that it left the four faggots very quiet and peaceful. “Cunting really changes faggots,” said Master Nick proudly, “It is different to have all four faggots freshly cunted at the same time.”

This is what the cock of a true Alpha does – it alters life and reinforces the will of Men. 

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!

Alphas are more than simply superior animals or sexual aggressors or fetish objects. The truest Alphas are leaders, powerful Men with deep emotions and a basic respect for qualities like honor and duty.

They are superior, not because of a body type or the size of their dicks, but because they represent the best of what a MAN should be INSIDE.

No Alpha represents the complete Alpha package as thoroughly as Apex Alpha Sir Rob. One minute he can be ravaging and breeding one of his faggots or his wife, and the next he can lift up the broken and protect the weak. It is breathtaking to witness, especially when a Man like that turns his attentions toward you.

The other day Sir Rob had a conversation about the justifiable pride he was feeling over the continued rise of his Alpha son, Master Kyle. To illustrate, Sir Rob relayed a story about using one of his long-term faggots:

From there, Sir Rob shifted gears to discuss the difference in his feelings for Master Kyle and his daughters. The Alpha bond between them is blatantly obvious.

Hearing this glorious Alpha father express such pride in his perfect son made me compare that to the shame my father obviously feels from having a faggot for a son.

What can I say? I wept alone after those words, my heart swollen with a kind of fulfillment that is hard to describe. I’ve never felt Sir Rob’s arms literally wrapped around me, but in a figurative sense he held me tighter than any Man besides Baby Boy ever has.

It was that Protector Alpha instinct Sir Rob has in abundance coming into play. It’s effortless for him now, an understanding honed through years of child-rearing, marriage, and fag ownership.

My tears were only of gratitude for the unparalleled gift of this Apex Alpha and his Apex Alpha son. They are two Men who have changed my life, as many Alphas have done before.

Every time I’m reduced to tears, amazed by the privilege Nature gave to me to serve these greatest of Men!

This is a continuing series of articles involving a straight, 38-year-old Alpha named Ray who is exploring the world of faggot ownership. CLICK HERE for all of these posts in chronological order!

At the end of the last post about Alpha Ray’s subjugation and enslavement of a faggot he found at his gym, I encouraged him to cunt his faggot. 

Well, guess what? That faggot has not only been cunted, but completely transformed:

I thought this part was interesting. A cunted faggot will often naturally seek the lowest and deepest point of degradation. Drinking the urine of the Alpha that cunted it is typically one of those cravings we have.

I wasn’t sure if Alpha Ray was going to follow through with the faggot’s request – he seemed resistant – but sometimes cunting a faggot transforms the Alpha as well.

THOROUGHLY OWNED!

I just love seeing straight Alphas explore this channel of absolute power through the use and ownership of faggots! The transformation of the Alpha is so thrilling to witness!

Now that Alpha Ray has cunted and marked his first faggot, complete ownership and daily service are his on command!

This is the way Men are meant to live!

This is part of a continuing thread isolating the rise of Supreme Alpha Dylan, brother of Alpha John and Master of the faggot Cody. CLICK HERE for all of these posts in chronological order!

Well, I got poor Cody in trouble, I guess.

After Cody breathlessly relayed the story of his double cunting from Alpha Dylan and his Alpha brother John, Alpha Dylan grabbed his faggot’s phone and read everything Cody sent to me – including unauthorized pictures. OOPS!

Alpha Dylan was quite displeased by this lack of respect. So he grabbed Cody and spanked the faggot’s ass red. Then he took Cody’s phone away from him for several days and has refused to have anything to do with Cody during that time period. 

Alpha Cody started asking me questions like “Do fags get jealous?” that made me think the young Master was planning something. But nothing could have prepared me for the breeding to come.

Alpha Dylan got on Grindr and began hunting faggots. He quickly got one to come over, and he pumped two loads into it. After the storm had passed, the faggot asked Alpha Dylan if it could see him again. Alpha Dylan tossed the faggot its clothes and flatly stated: “Get out of here. I’m done with you.”

Two more faggots followed, with Alpha Dylan quickly breeding them. 

Then Alpha Dylan’s brother called him up. Alpha John’s girlfriend was fighting with him, and he needed to let off some steam. They resolved to go to the bar and get a few drinks.

While there, Alpha Dylan decided to find a faggot for his brother to hate fuck. After looking through Grindr and finding only disappointment, Alpha Dylan called one of the faggots he bred earlier in the day to come back over and service them.

But the faggot did something special – it brought another faggot along. So Alpha John fucked the faggot Alpha Dylan had bred earlier, and Alpha Dylan took the fresh meat.

Alpha Dylan relayed this anecdote from this final encounter:

When my beer was done I tapped the fag sucking my dick with the empty beer bottle and he went and got me another. Like I had a fucking slave!

But the final encounter had some emotional resonance, too:

You know what the best part was? Watching my brother get appreciated. So tired of his bitch disrespecting him! 

So four faggots bred during a full day and night of Alpha rutting!

I hope Cody has learned his lesson. His new Master is ascending to Godhood, and will not tolerate disrespect! 

This thread continues the story of Cody the faggot who was formerly owned by Sir Titus (@alphaexploits) as Cody begins to serve Alpha Dylan and his straight brother Alpha John. CLICK HERE for all of Cody’s adventures in chronological order!

Sometime in the afternoon of the day after he cunted fag Cody, Alpha Dylan texted me. The first thing he wanted was for me to text Cody and see if his faggot was okay after the last cunting, which left Cody crying uncontrollably (with tears of joy). I thought that was a sweet touch.

However, it was clear Alpha Dylan was supercharged with power after his stunning (and unexpected) accomplishment with Cody, and was making plans to have his brother try out Cody’s new and improved pussy. He swore me to secrecy.

Alpha Dylan said: 

I told my brother about how I opened the faggot up and now he wants some.

So as the end of Alpha Dylan’s workday approached, Cody was told to get himself ready because his Master had a surprise for him. Cody was concerned that Alpha Dylan was going to fist him, but I knew the truth.

Here’s Cody’s description of what happened:

So I came out of the bathroom and Dylan gave me headphones and a blindfold and to put them both on in the bedroom. So I do that and I tell him I’m ready 5 minutes later or so I feel him come up behind me and spit on my ass. He starts fucking me hard and deep and I’m cunted soooooo fast! He’s got his hands on my hips and he’s just pounding!

And then I smell the bottle of poppers under my nose but the hands are both still on my hips! So I’m wondering who else is in the room!

I’m getting fucked harder now and my cunt is throbbing in a good way and my whole body is shaking from everything and the headphones fall off. And I hear Dylan talking to John and I realize that John was the one cunting me! John was going crazy about how different and better my hole felt and I’m just smiling with pride and cock! And Dylan was like: I told you!

So Dylan is feeding be poppers while I’m getting cunted by John!

I don’t know how it happened but I’m in a faggot haze and Dylan shoved his cock down my throat like super deep. So I’m being cunted AND deep throated at the same time by these two fucking alpha stud brothers! And then John slams his cock so deep in me and I feel him cum so deep in me.

They didn’t even talk to me the whole time! They were just talking to each other!

Then John pulls out and I feel his cock slide out for like FOREVER And then they swap places.

And the whole time Dylan is fucking me I’m so turned on by thinking about how he’s fucking me with his brother’s cum as lube. I never got hard but I was so turned on! Meanwhile, John’s dick is in my mouth. His dick is longer and not as thick but he made me suck his dick while I was getting fucked and I could taste my ass and cum on it and it was so delicious.

John was cheering Dylan on telling him how good he looked and how proud he was that his brother was a stud and how good of a faggot I was. Then Dylan came in me. After Dylan came, John fucked me again and my ass was just taking him

They both rut HARD!

I was sucking Dylan’s fat cock and I heard John say he was gonna cum soon and Dylan said they should cum together! And then they did this alternating countdown where one of them said 10 and the other said 9 and when they reached 1 I felt Dylan cum down my throat and John in my cunt!

These two amazing Alphas were like bonding and I was the thing they used to bond with!

They both laid on the bed and Dylan had me suck their dicks while they talked and after a while John said he had been gone too long and had to go … But he was gonna breed my cunt one more time! He LITERALLY said that and I got on the bed and mounted his cock and ride him hard! I was trying to give a good show for Dylan.

Then John put me face down again and Dylan got me poppered up And John fucked me so. Damn. Hard! He came, then just got up and left. He didn’t say anything to me only to his brother.

After he left Dylan finger fucked me and made me eat the cum from my ass off his fingers! He was still hard and made me worship his cock until he came again!!!

Then he got up slapped my ass and left!

A MONUMENTAL show of Alpha power! Can you imagine being the faggot caught in between these two supreme predators?? 

As you might imagine, Cody’s entire body was sore the next day after being torn apart so viciously. But Cody was in heaven after being raped by these two powerful Alphas!

As for Alpha Dylan … let’s just say that he began surging with newfound confidence and power after this experience. Cunting a faggot with his brother was some sort of Manhood test that they both passed with flying colors. 

What comes next is even more incredible!

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This is an ongoing series chronicling the experiences of a college Alpha named Nikola, a soccer stud and friend of Alphas Jin, Nick, and Matt (click on any of the names for their stories). For all of these stories in chronological order, CLICK HERE! 

Well, it happened. Little Alex, the fourth live-in faggot owned by straight Alpha Masters Nick and Nikola, was cunted today by Master Nikola. I mean seriously cunted!

Master Nikola spent the last two days abstaining from any sexual gratification in preparation for today’s planned cunting. He wanted to be able to pump as much cum as possible into the cunted womb of his newest conquest. This is not an easy feat when living in a house full of hot faggot pussy!

While Master Nikola was at the gym this morning, Alex was nervously texting me. “Sam, I’m so nervous I’m shaking,” said my cute fag brother adorably. Meanwhile, on the other side of town, I knew that Master Nikola was wrapping up his workout early because he was eager to get home and pulverize Alex’s second ring.

When Master Nikola entered the apartment, Alex dropped to his knees and kissed his Owner’s feet. Perfect. When Alex raised back up from that, Master Nikola grabbed Alex’s head and shoved it into his sweaty crotch. Alex said he could tell that his Master was unshowered, and the scent made him dizzy with excitement.

“Go into the bedroom and get ready,” commanded Master Nikola. Alex scampered into the bedroom and got on all fours on the bed, arching his back as he had been taught. Master Nikola came behind Alex and started playing with his pussy. Then it was time. Master Nikola positioned his cock head in Alex’s fag hole, and slowly entered him.

The strokes were slow and careful at first, but eventually building in force and intensity. Almost 80 minutes of power fucking ensued. As Master Nikola started hitting Alex’s second ring, Alex had this uncontrollable urge overtake him, a need to fuck his Master’s cock with his pussy. Then suddenly Alex had an orgasm deep inside his pussy, a feeling Alex later described as “unbelievable” and caused Alex to cry out so loudly that the other faggots could hear it throughout the apartment. 

Finally, Master Nikola couldn’t hold back anymore and plunged deep into Alex’s new cunt, flooding it with days of Alpha cum!

Afterward, Masters Nick and Nikola went out to the local bar to celebrate the successful cunting of their fourth faggot slave. Here are the four gorgeous cunted faggots, my dear brothers Chin, Yul, Lee, and now Alex:

Meanwhile, little Alex marinated in his new status as a cunted faggot. “Sam, I don’t need my clit anymore,” he said with newfound wonder, “I have a pussy now.”

Then he added, “I feel like I need to get fucked again already.”

Welcome to the club, little brother!!

This thread continues the story of Cody the faggot who was formerly owned by Sir Titus (@alphaexploits) as Cody begins to serve Alpha Dylan and his straight brother Alpha John. CLICK HERE for all of Cody’s adventures in chronological order! 

While I was finishing my research conversation with Cody’s Alpha Dylan for THIS POST, I casually mentioned to him that he should try to cunt Cody. “Uh huh” was the confused reply. Not surprising; Dylan is a straight Male who has, until now, done little research on the ownership of faggots.

But I knew Cody wanted his Master to cunt him. After all, Cody had experienced the wonders of cunting through the skilled rutting of Sir Titus (CLICK HERE), and once a faggot gets cunted, it always wants that again and again. 

To accomplish this, Cody wanted to use poppers to open up his pussy for cunting. I was largely against this (I’m not a fan of poppers in general), and Alpha Dylan really had no opinion. Eventually, we decided to try poppers just in this one case and see if it works.

Boy, did it ever!!

Afterward, I started receiving excited texts from Cody about the experience. 

I felt my hole open up and he just thrust it in and it was deep and I felt it push through. It didn’t pop like with Sir Titus but it was like he was fully inside me deeper than ever … like not just physically, but just IN me, you know?

Yeah, I know!

The cunting experience affected Alpha Dylan almost as much as his faggot. The next day he bragged that he “got him last night” and that it reminded him of “the first time (he) made a chick cum.” 

In fact, Alpha Dylan was so thrilled by the cunting of his faggot that he woke up the next morning horny and decided to go to work late so he could cunt the faggot again. And he did, this time without an assist from poppers. At one point Cody blacked out from the cunting, and Alpha Dylan slapped Cody hard across the face. Cody came to and locked eyes with his rutting Master. Alpha Dylan, without blinking or hesitation, spit on Cody and called him filthy names. 

Needless to say, Cody was over the moon from the double-cunting. But the cherry on top occurred as Alpha Dylan was leaving for work. He leaned in close to Cody’s ear and whispered, “I own your cunt now, faggot.”

WHAT A FUCKING ALPHA ANIMAL!

It was born male. It says “male” on its birth certificate.

But it is not male anymore. Cunting removes masculinity from the male, rendering it a ruined male, a faggot. The faggot doesn’t have a penis in any way other than strictly technical terms. Instead, it derives pleasure from its pussy. Its cunt.

Look at this cunted faggot ride its Alpha. The cock in its twat is all that matters, and it grinds and bounces on it in a desperate attempt to milk a load from the Alpha’s potent ballsack.

If you think this isn’t natural, you’re wrong. Transformation of males into cock-starved faggots happens every day. It is the process through which Men are separated like wheat from chaff.

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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!

Well, young Alpha Kyle discovered the truth about his Alpha heritage and the worship of faggots from his Alpha father Sir Rob only a few days ago. To christen this momentous discovery, Sir Rob offered his blessed son the greatest gift any Man could give his precious progeny – his first faggot!

And last night Alpha Kyle used his first faggot completely! It was a devastating series of RUTS and cumshots the likes of which few Alphas have ever managed before!

And now Alpha Kyle is in a new place reserved only for the greatest Kings! It’s called GODHOOD!

Here’s our world’s new god describing his first conquest:

HAIL TO THE KING!!

Where to actually begin?? Good grief!

First of all, I must praise this (former) virgin faggot for performing beautifully under pressure! It’s no easy thing to be in the clutches of a 17-year-old Supreme Alpha in full RUT MODE. It can be absolutely terrifying, in fact! But this faggot did everything right, and served our young King perfectly!

I was quite astonished that Alpha Kyle managed to cunt the faggot on only the second fuck! It usually takes some time to get a faggot’s pussy to open up to a proper cunting, but this happened quickly! Some of that can be attributed to his large dick, and probably the fact that the faggot had already been caged helped prepare it.

I also loved the bracing honesty from Alpha Kyle in telling this story. He simply accepts the truth about the legacy he’s inherited from Sir Rob. He’s a Supreme Alpha, a King, a God. He accepts that he deserves worship. He accepts that he deserves to own faggot slaves. He accepts that he is superior to others.

He accepts that he owns the world and everyone in it.

This is one of the major turning points in his life! Realizing and accepting this single truth will change EVERYTHING about his life!

Sir Rob knows this, which is why he was so eager to bequeath this legacy upon his son.

The Earth has a new King! All will kneel before him forever!!

THANK YOU ALPHA KYLE!!!

The first time I was cunted, it just happened. Suddenly I found myself shaking and slipping out of consciousness while getting fucked by my Alpha at the time (a black Man named Chris), and afterward I was left in a dazed, sweaty heap on the mattress feeling like a freight train had smashed me in the head. 

Later with my gay friends I called the process “my transformation,” and would jokingly say to them: “I wasn’t fucked … I was CUNTED” and they would all laugh. But deep down I was serious. I wasn’t ever the same after that first cunting. 

I never spent much time doing research into the subject of cunting until I started this blog. Then I began to understand the physical mechanics (like second ring penetration) that bring about a cunting, as well as emotional and chemical factors that also play a role.

But it wasn’t until I closely guided the four Alphas from Toronto (Alphas Jin, Matt, Nick, and Nikola) and their faggots (Chin, Yul, and Lee) that I really had a breakthrough in my understanding of the process.

It really involves a sequence of steps almost exclusively in this order:

1. CHASTITY

All cuntings seem to have chastity as the initial spark. When an Alpha cages his faggot’s dicklet, it is a profound and deeply emotional moment between a Man and his possession. The Man rightly feels both pride and ownership of the faggot, while the faggot surrenders to its Owner and falls easily into subspace. Their vastly different positions within the Hierarchical order cannot be underlined as boldly as in this peculiar moment. 

In my case, I was never caged by any of my Alphas. But my Alpha Chris told me I could not touch myself and I obeyed, so I was “caged” mentally.

2. REGULAR BREEDINGS

Once the chastity cage goes on, the condoms need to come off. This post-caging period should be focused on shooting heavy loads of cum deep inside the faggot’s pussy. This not only establishes the faggot’s hole as a sexual device for the pleasure of Men, but it also fills the pussy up with the Alpha’s jizz. The chemicals contained within a Man’s ejaculation are powerful mood regulators. The net effect of regular breeding is to force a sustained subspace trance in the faggot.

Moreover, Alpha cum in particular is very potent and plentiful. Regular breedings by an Alpha causes the faggot to crave its Master’s cock and cum even more. It’s this craving that will later become important in the cunting process.

3. MENTAL TRAINING

As the breedings continue, an Alpha should put an increasing number of tasks and rules on the faggot. This has the effect of forcing the faggot into a selfless slave. Alphas should speak down to their faggots, but also encouragingly. Phrases like “good boy” or “good faggot” create a powerful mixture of encouragement and humiliation.

I’ve talked about faggots getting “wide-ons” rather than hard-ons. These are strong swells of hormonal excitement when an Alpha talks this way to us and gives us commands. It’s during this period when the wide-ons make the faggot open to cunting.

4 INCREASED RUTTING

Men and Alphas tend to try and take it easy when breaking in a faggot’s hole. Careless early rutting can lead to tears and bleeding, which then only causes additional problems. But as the breeding continues, an Alpha should steadily increase the ferocity of his ruts. This steadily breaks down the faggot’s resistance and prepares it for the fuck of its life.  

5. THE WARNING

When an Alpha senses that it’s time to cunt his faggot, he does well to speak to the faggot plainly about his intentions. “I think I’m going to cunt you on Saturday” is like hearing a tornado siren in the distance for a faggot. And just like that tornado warning, the faggot becomes anxious, excited, and nervous. The faggot suddenly becomes consumed by every detail involving its pussy, carefully cleaning it and making it sparkle. 

Of course, the cumulative effect of this attention is to focus the faggot’s attention on its pussy. With that focus redirected, the faggot becomes more open and ready to accept this radical body/soul transformation.

6. THE MAIN EVENT

While my Alphas never made cunting into an event, I’ve certainly seen the benefit of that from the actions of other Alphas I’ve known. Alpha Jin made his cunting of Lee very special, as did Alpha Nick. While I don’t think there needs to be a date night prior to cunting, the real power of elevating the event comes from within the faggot. The faggot is made to feel safe and powerless at the same time, a heady combination to be sure.

All of this leads to the cunting itself. If we think about a faggot’s pussy as a flower, all of the lead-up to this moment has been the fertilization and watering and cultivating of that flower. Now it’s ready to bloom. The faggot surrenders itself completely to the Alpha. This gives the Alpha license to rut as hard as he can for as long as he wants. This creates a sustained assault on the faggot’s second ring, eventually busting it open and creating the whirlwind of physical and emotional highs that typify a cunting. 

WHAT MAKES CUNTING SO SPECIAL?

A Man can pop a woman’s cherry, and that’s considered a transformative event. The violation changes a girl into a woman, and marks the end of a period of her life, and the beginning of something new.

But after her virginity has been taken, she’s still a female. Her basic function hasn’t changed.

On the other hand, the cunting of a faggot has a PROFOUND effect on it. Essentially, cunting is the use of hard fucking by a Man to completely destroy and erase the masculinity of another male. The natural function of the fag’s dicklet has been ruined, and where the fag once had an asshole, it now has a cock-hungry pussy. 

When viewed as a process, cunting is the systematic process by which one Man comes to own another male and remake that male into a slave and object. The cunting of a faggot is the deepest expression of true Hierarchical order.

This is part of a continuing series documenting the rise of Straight Alpha Nick, a college athlete and friend to Alpha Jin and Alpha Matt who is discovering faggot worship for the first time. You can read all parts of this series by CLICKING HERE!

When we last left off on the development of Lee the faggot within the Kingdom of straight Alphas Nick and Nikola, Alpha Nick had just finished penetrating and breeding Lee’s pussy for the first time. The experience of being fucked by Alpha Nick’s massive log left Lee dazed and hungry for more. Considering how nervous and unsure Lee was before his transfer to Toronto, his transformation into a cock-starved faggot at the hands of these two supreme Alphas has been especially incredible.

But simply fucking Lee and breeding him wasn’t going to be enough for Alpha Nick. After all, the other two house faggots under Nick’s roof – Chin and Yul – were both successfully cunted by Nick. Now Nick wanted a third notch on his belt.

That moment came last Saturday. Alpha Nick returned to the apartment after soccer practice and bluntly said to Lee: “Get in the bedroom and get sexy because I need to fuck.” The perennially-horny faggot scampered into the bedroom and assumed the position. 

Then Alpha Nick mounted Lee and began a monumental pounding of Lee’s hole. He fucked Lee mercilessly in multiple positions before blowing a first load into the faggot’s pussy. Then Alpha Nick pulled out and ordered Lee to clean his cock. Lee loves this part of service. He eagerly slurped up all of the juices from Alpha Nick’s cock before Nick then rammed it in again. 

The second round of this hour-plus fuck session was even more savage. Alpha Nick ended the round fucking Lee in a standing missionary position with Lee’s arm wrapped around Nick’s thick neck. Alpha Nick pounded Lee this way until his second ring exploded like fireworks and Lee temporarily passed out from the violent cunting. Alpha Nick cemented the fresh cunting with a massive splash of another hot load of superior jizz.

Said a stunned Lee afterward: “Sam, it was amazing.”

Alpha Nick was justifiably proud of his accomplishment. “This was one of my best cuntings,” said the straight Alpha about what he has done with his faggots. “We are living a dream … three cunted faggots.”

That’s an excellent way to put it – this is the dream to which the soul of every dominant Man aspires. To own people, to be served as a reigning King or worshiped like a diety. To be a GOD to inferiors. 

Alphas Nick and Nikola have realized that dream with startling clarity of vision and purpose. They have achieved something incredibly special with the Kingdom they have made. 

Long may they reign!  

This is an ongoing series chronicling the experiences of a college Alpha named Nikola, a soccer stud and friend of Alphas Jin, Nick, and Matt (click on any of the names for their stories). For all of these stories in chronological order, CLICK HERE!

When Lee the faggot first arrived at the apartment of straight Alphas Nick and Nikola, he marveled at the total submission of his new fag brothers Chin and Yul. They seemed so devoted and in thrall to their two Alpha Masters. 

When he asked about this, he was told the reason: they had been cunted. This cunting produced in them the submissiveness and peace every faggot needs to be successful in service. Lee was fascinated by this idea. Cunting became Lee’s goal so that he could join his fag brothers in complete servitude. 

That dream came true last night as Alpha Nikola cunted Lee during a marathon rut! 

Last night Alpha Nikola simply said, “I need to fuck, so get ready.” Lee raced off to get clean. Then Alpha Nikola put Lee on his back and entered his pussy. What followed was what Alpha Nikola described as an “uncontrollable” rut. He hammered Lee’s pussy for almost an hour. Lee began having what he described as an orgasm deep in his pussy (probably a popped second ring) and Alpha Nikola watched as Lee’s eyes rolled back in his head.

Then they rolled over, and Lee began to ride his Master’s cock. Lee’s pussy clamped around Alpha Nikola’s cock and milked it greedily until his Master pumped a giant load deep inside Lee, impregnating him. 

When Alpha Nikola pulled out, Lee now had a cunt instead of just a pussy! 

Lee spent the morning today in a happy daze, delirious from the cunting he finally experienced. “Nikola is like a god,” he said. Alpha Nikola agreed, remarking about Lee’s change: “It’s as though he worships me like a god even more.”

This is Nature’s way. Men use their powers to subjugate inferiors and own them. Cunting is Nature’s mechanism for permanently removing masculinity from faggots and forcing them to submit to superior Men.

Alpha Nikola and his cock has cunted his owned faggot Lee. Now, the Kingdom of Nick and Nikola contains three cunted faggots. It is a perfect Hierarchical arrangement! 

THIS IS WHAT ALL MEN DESERVE!

Congratulations and thanks to both Alpha Nikola and Alpha Nick for their incredible example!!   

Is there a difference between rutting and cunting?

The two things are not related.

Rutting is the moment in a fuck when a Man or Alpha shifts into involuntary power-fuck mode typically leading up to orgasm.

Cunting is a physiological condition within a faggot caused by the stimulation/penetration of the faggot’s second ring. This produces dramatic euphoria, and a neverending need to be fucked. In effect, the faggot now has a pussy, and that new pussy replaces its dicklet as the center of sexual stimulation.

This is how my cunting Alpha Chris fucked me. This is what I mean by “fucking with purpose” or “fucking with intent.”

I’ve always worshiped black Alphas. They are incredibly dominant, talented, and powerful. Even better, they seem to innately understand how to use, control, and train faggots. When you’re a fag kneeling before an Alpha who is armed with that level of understanding and ability, you’re left defenseless. Putty in their capable hands.

If black Alphas have that ability generally, then Twitter Alpha fucker @phatrabbitkill2 has it very specifically. The Man is a true Alpha god in the most serious respects. He’s like a scientist who takes his huge tool and uses it to absolutely obliterate fag pussies and fag minds.

When I talk about CUNTING, this is what it looks and sounds like. I can only imagine the number of faggots he has cunted over the years, all of them left to wander the Earth in a daze in search of more dick. Like fag zombies.

Watch this Supreme Alpha in action:

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This is another entry in the incredible life of Supreme Alpha Sir Titus. For all of his true stories, CLICK HERE to read them in order!

Here, Sir Titus relates the story of his final three-day weekend with his faggot Cody before Cody moved permanently overseas. It is an extraordinary tale filled with healthy Man sex and overwhelming emotions. I’m preserving here for easy access and posterity.

This is part of a continuing series documenting the rise of Straight Alpha Nick, a college athlete and friend to Alpha Jin and Alpha Matt who is discovering faggot worship for the first time. You can read all parts of this series by CLICKING HERE! 

So now that straight Alpha Nick has cunted and recaged his first faggot Yul, what’s left to do?

Well, for Alpha Nick, this post-cunting period involves pounding his faggot’s new pussy and filling it to the brim with his cum. The day after the cunting Alpha Nick mounted and bred his faggot four more times. Then he woke up and fucked Yul again. When I spoke to him this afternoon, Alpha Nick was practically salivating at the thought of getting back to his faggot to rape it some more.

A delirious Yul told me that Alpha Nick’s rut is much more intense now. “There’s so much cum, Sam,” mumbled a wide-eyed Yul, stunned. 

Yul feels shell-shocked because he is getting rammed by Alpha Nick’s monstrous cock. He showed me his prize-winning dick, and it is a magnificent piece of Alpha meat.

Frankly, that dick is almost as big as his faggot! I’m surprised Yul even survives being split apart by that thing. Instead, Yul craves it as deep as possible inside of his pussy. “It’s even starting to look like a pussy,” said Nick about Yul’s pulverized hole.

What’s changed? The cunting has forced Yul to accept and even yearn for Alpha Nick’s cock and cum. But the more profound change has been happening in Alpha Nick. This straight Alpha Male has come to appreciate and lust after faggot pussy. He’s become ravenous. He now marvels at faggot worship.

But it’s more than simple pleasure. Alphas love to POSSESS the people they fuck. Their rut and their cum are designed to lay claim and mark territory. Alpha Nick now OWNS A FAGGOT. He is that faggot’s GOD, and the faggot must do whatever he wants. That kind of supreme power is intoxicating. 

Three straight Alphas in one college during one semester have all cunted and owned their first faggots. But of the three, I think Alpha Nick’s transformation has been the most shocking. This is an Alpha who can get any woman he wants, and has in fact fucked a lot of females. He’s deflowered many of them. 

But he never owned any of those females. Instead, he now owns Yul. He owns a faggot. And he’s finding fulfillment in Ownership that he probably never imagined when he started out this semester. 

He started out the semester a straight Alpha Male. He’s finishing that semester a straight Alpha God. His life will never be the same again.

So many tremendous changes because of the power of one Alpha Male, and one brave, dedicated faggot!

This is part of a continuing series documenting the rise of Straight Alpha Nick, a college athlete and friend to Alpha Jin and Alpha Matt who is discovering faggot worship for the first time. You can read all parts of this series by CLICKING HERE! 

The other day I wrote about the pretty little pink chastity cage straight Alpha Nick purchased for his faggot, Yul. He didn’t buy that new (and smaller) cage just for aesthetics reasons. No, Alpha Nick bought it in order to mark a special occasion: the cunting of his first faggot.

And that finally happened last night.

With his faggot recaged, Alpha Nick took Yul to a nice Italian restaurant called Evoo. After wining and dining his faggot, they went back to Alpha Nick’s apartment. Yul slurped on Alpha Nick’s huge cock for a bit before Alpha Nick lifted his faggot and placed him on his back on the bed.

Then Alpha Nick pushed his fat cock into Yul’s quivering pussy and began to fuck him. The fucking went on for nearly an hour before it happened – Alpha Nick began to furiously rut Yul harder than ever before. 

Then, suddenly, Alpha Nick broke through Yul’s second ring, causing Yul’s eyes to roll back in his head and Yul temporarily blacked out. Alpha Nick could feel Yul’s second ring massaging the head of his cock as he continued to rut.

As so often happens in a cunting, Yul began to involuntarily convulse on Alpha Nick’s cock, the cunted pussy craving more of his cock. This drove Alpha Nick over the edge, and he unloaded deep inside Yul, well past his second ring. Yul would late say that he could feel the spurts of Alpha Nick’s massive cumshot inside of him.

After that, they went to sleep. However, Yul’s pussy woke up this morning craving more of Alpha Nick’s rut, so Alpha Nick hammer-fucked Yul again and planted another healthy load in Yul’s newly-cunted hole. 

So in one fateful night, Yul was changed from male gay bottom to faggot slave. Such is the power of a Man’s cock, a Man’s rut. Alpha Nick took away everything Yul once was, and made him into something new. Something beautiful. Something natural.

This night was portentous for Alpha Nick as well. He is no longer simply a superior Man or even a superior Alpha. He has become a GOD. His cunting of Yul makes him the Owner of another human being. This slave will look to its Master and yearn for his approval all the days of its life. It is a weighty responsibility!

But Alpha Nick is up to the challenge. So far, he has handled faggot Ownership better than even many gay Doms have. He has shown a level of insight and consideration rarely seen in most Men. I can fully see Alpha Nick someday owning a harem of faggots all kneeling at his feet and fulfilling his every need and command! 

All of this is possible because of one powerful act of cunting! 

Congratulations to GOD Straight Alpha Nick and his wonderful faggot Yul! 

Back in August of this year I published a tribute post written by the beta slave (he does not identify as a faggot) of a (so far nameless) Supreme Alpha. You can read that by CLICKING HERE. Now this marvelous servant has written another excellent tribute post about his Master for his Master’s birthday. Here it is:

My Alpha’s birthday is this week.  As a tribute to him, I decided to share the story of the first time he seeded me.  I want alphas, betas, and faggots around the world to read this story and rub their cocks all week thinking about my Supreme Alpha.

It started typically enough.  Alpha came over one night, ready to pound my hole the way he had countless times before.  I was very excited to see him! He is a very busy stud and it had been a while since we had gotten to play.  I was looking forward to being naked with him, but I had no idea the significance this night would have.  This would be the night a man finally seeded my hole.

Alpha walked in and I felt vulnerable the moment I was in his presence.  I am a small guy, 5’4.  He is 6’2, strong, muscular, and handsome.  He towers over me, always overpowers me, and I know I am helpless when he gets his strong hands on me.   We went to the bedroom and started making out (he is the best kisser!), slowly pulling our clothes off, and began wrestling around on the bed.  I love wrestling with my muscular Alpha!  I love to feel how strong and powerful he is, getting both of our bodies hot and wet and sweaty in the process.  I would occasionally stop to suck his beautiful cock.  It’s satisfying to hear him moan as I get his cock rock hard and dripping with my spit.   We would alternate between wrestling and me orally worshipping his cock.

The wrestling match ended when my Alpha, finally tired of toying with is prey, turned me over, and pinned my small body under him.  I struggled but he was so much bigger and stronger than me.  Eventually I realized that no matter how hard I tried, I could not escape from underneath him.  And that is when he started pressing his big hard cock against my tight little hole.

At first it felt so hot to feel the throbbing heat of his cockhead against my tight sensitive hole. We were both covered in sweat, his cock was still dripping with my spit, and I could feel him rubbing his precum on my hole.   But as he pressed harder, I realized that I could not handle it.  I tried to squirm and I struggled to get away from under him, but he knew he had me completely under his control.  I begged for more lube but he kept rubbing his wet leaking cock against my sweaty hole, covering it with precum and working his way deeper inside me.  I tried to push him off me, but he overpowered me.  He bore his weight down on my small body and began to take what he had decided was his.  My ass.

He is a dominant but patient alpha. He went slow, so slow, but he never stopped. I squirmed and begged, I cried and struggled, but he was unyielding.  Slowly I understood that there was no way I could get away or stop him.  I began to surrender, accepting my fate.  As I finally relaxed against my powerful Alpha, his big bare cock slid all the way inside me and he claimed my body.  

He began to rhythmically fuck me, slowly loosening my tight hole.  As I continued to surrender to him, a new kind of bliss overcame me.  The feeling of his bare cock inside me was incredible.  He is the first and only man to ever fuck me raw.  It wasn’t just the feeling of skin on skin that flooded me with primal lust. It was the fact that we were friends too.  It was the fact that I had known him for almost two years.  It was the fact that I had opened up to him, trusted him, and had really gotten to know him.  So when his big bare cock was owning my hole, making it his, all I could think of was how right it felt to finally surrender myself to this incredible masculine man with no barriers between us.

Eventually Alpha flipped us over so that he was on his back and I was on top of him, his rock hard cock still buried in my tight hole.  He told me to cum for him, and so I slowly started to stroke my cock.  He wrapped his strong arms around me as I stroked, I could feel his muscles flex as he pulled me close to his sweaty body.  He held me tight, reminding me that I was his, and that I couldn’t get away. Not that I wanted to.  I felt right at home, sitting on the lap of this muscular alpha man.   I could feel his cock so deep inside me as I stroked my own cock.  As I started getting closer, he began rhythmically thrusting inside me.   With each thrust of his hips, I could feel his hard cock swelling, stretching my hole and claiming my body.  As I stroked my cock faster, he began thrusting faster.  He wrapped his strong arms even tighter around me.  I could feel the pulsing heat of his manhood throbbing deep inside me, and when I came, it was an explosion.

Once my cock stopped spurting my hot load all over my stomach, Alpha flipped us over so I was pinned underneath him again.  I could sense his carnal lust overtaking him. He began fucking my ass harder, his bare cock sliding in and out of my tight hole.  He put his muscular arm around my neck, choking me ever so slightly, and held me in place.  I was his and we both knew it.

“Where do you want this load?” Alpha whispered in my ear.

“In my mouth?” I questioned.

“No… that’s not where you want this load.  You want this load in your ass….”

We had talked about this a few times. I had always been curious about a man cumming inside me and Alpha consistently shoots the biggest loads I’ve ever seen.  He said we could try it one day when I was ready, as long as we built the trust and stayed honest with each other.  I wasn’t ready today though.  I don’t think I would have ever been ready.

But Alpha was ready.  He was a true Supreme Alpha and he decided it was time to own me.  He held me down and began pounding me faster and harder. I knew I couldn’t get away.  I knew nothing I could do could stop an alpha who had made up his mind to take what was his.

I also knew… deep down… how badly I wanted it.

He pounded me harder and harder and I knew that I was helpless. I was his and he was going to take me. I was about to be seeded for the first time by a true alpha male.

Everything seemed to slow down and amplify in the moments leading up to his orgasm.  My senses were in overdrive.   I remember the accelerating panting of his hot wet breath in my ear. I remember the feeling of the warm sweat rolling down my back as he pressed his muscular chest against me. I remember the power of his strong hips as he thrusted his masculinity into my tight small ass.  I remember how deep I sunk into the mattress with each thrust of his big cock, and the accompanying squeak squeak squeak of the bedsprings as he got closer to climax. I remember the fear, the nervousness… and the excitement… and the anticipation.   I was his. He owned me.  He had owned me since the first night we met, almost two years ago, when he lifted my little body up, threw me over his shoulder, and carried me up to his bedroom.

I completely surrendered to him.

Alpha intuitively sensed my total submission.  He shoved me down onto the mattress and fucked me faster and harder than he ever had before. And as his final thrusts reached an unprecedented intensity, he began moaning and grunting in pleasure as he finally unleashed his load into me.  I had heard him cum many times up until that point, but never like this.  With each grunt and each thrust I knew he was pumping more and more of his alpha seed into my virgin hole, forever marking me as his property.

Then something strange happened.  In between his thrusts, and the continuing spurts of cum from his amazing cock, I felt the wet heat of his of his big load inside my hole.  I can’t truly explain what happened next to me.   The moment that my body understood that he had planted his alpha seed inside me, I began spasming involuntarily under him in extreme insatiable pleasure.  It was like a switch flipped in my brain and I was overwhelmed by this red blind lust. I couldn’t stop.  My body knew the essence of his alpha masculinity was deep inside my body, absorbing into me.  He held me in place while I squirmed and moaned under him. He later told me that even my voice had changed.  I’m not sure how long it lasted, but when I finally calmed down, he collapsed on top of me, keeping his cock deep inside me, his seed slowly absorbing into my body.  I couldn’t move, but I didn’t want to either. I felt safe and protected in his strong arms.  I felt happy, blissfully happy, with his load seeping into my body.  I was now owned by a true Supreme Alpha and there was no turning back.

Since that night, I’ve become obsessed with his cock and his loads.  I love his big cock, I love how strong and powerful he is when he owns my hole. I’m happiest when his athletic muscular body is on top of me, pinning me down, filling me with his alpha seed, just like nature intended.  I didn’t even like bottoming before, and now I crave his cock all the time.  I feel like I belong underneath him, taking load after load of his seed, and giving him the powerful release he deserves.

I hope that every alpha and every faggot who reads this today gets turned on knowing what my alpha did to me.  This story should serve as proof that in a world of betas and faggots, he is a Supreme Alpha.  He’s not just strong, handsome, and dominant.  He’s also intelligent, patient, and someone I really look up to.  For his birthday week, I wanted to make sure that guys all around the world get hard and horny reading this story, rubbing their cocks to the thought of my Supreme Alpha.

As for me, I just want to thank my Alpha.  I appreciate your friendship, everything you teach me, and all the advice you give me.  I also appreciate your big cock, muscular body, and hot loads.   I am the luckiest boy!  I will continue doing what I can to show my appreciation for you, to keep your cock hard, and to keep your big heavy balls drained.

Happy Birthday, Alpha!

BRAVO!!!

What a tribute to this great and powerful Alpha!! 

I do want to add a bit of context to what my beta brother describes here. Let’s be clear: he was cunted that night by this Supreme Alpha. I’ve described cunting several times on this blog, like HERE and HERE and HERE. It is such a profound moment between an Alpha and his sub, for it is the moment an Alpha truly claims a boy, while simultaneously erasing the male sexuality of the boy and effectively turning his hole into a pussy. It is life-changing for a submissive.

To my brother, I wish to once again extend my thanks for sharing these inspiring stories! You’ve done your Master proud!

And to your Supreme Alpha: I wish you the very best birthday, Sir! Thank you for your overwhelming power and leadership! Your servant’s faithful devotion is a testament to your Alphahood! I offer you my allegiance and worship as well, Master!

HAPPY BIRTHDAY, MASTER!  

This is another entry in the incredible life of Supreme Alpha Sir Titus. For all of his true stories, CLICK HERE to read them in order!

I asked Sir Titus (@alphaexploits) to write about cunting a faggot from an Alpha’s perspective. I knew he was the right one to take us through such a monumental journey; he’s a talented writer, and extremely insightful. And he did not disappoint. Thank you Master!

The following happened on August 31, 2019. I’ll eventually get around to writing about the whole weekend, but for now, I want to focus specifically on the events of Saturday evening. It was Labor Day weekend and the scheduling gods decided to be kind to me and my fag, Cody. With our three days off, we decided to spend the weekend “hanging out”. And by “hanging out”, yes, I mean fucking as much as possible.

We had been fucking around since Friday afternoon, mixing sex intermittently with eating, resting, and even taking a break to go to the gym.

Saturday evening, naked on the couch, we assumed our usual positions: me sitting up, him laying down with his head on my lap. We started watching John Wick 3. About 20 minutes in (antique store fight), I started to get horny. Action movies have that effect on me; go figure. Cody noticed my cock getting hard on the side of his face and began to suck on my dick.

“Go shower,” I told him, rubbing his buzzed hair.
“We gonna fuck?” he asked, knowing the answer.
“Oh yeah. We gonna fuck.”
“Sir, yes, Sir!” he said, giving me a goofy salute and bounded off to the shower, his cute ass bouncing in his jockstrap.
I kept the movie going while I set up. I got the baby oil and the lube from the bedroom. I laid a folded padded blanket for cushioning on the coffee table between the couch and the TV and tossed a fresh sheet over it. I turned off the lights and adjusted the blinds so that only the orange glow of the setting sun filtered in.

Fifteen minutes later, Cody emerged from the bathroom. I could smell the fresh soap and eager anticipation all over him.
“Lay on your front,” I said to him, pointing to the makeshift massage table.
The coffee table is small and not meant for a full-body extended on it. Cody’s torso lay on the table while his bottom half dangled off the end. I grabbed the baby oil and stood above and behind him. I opened the bottle of baby oil and dripped it down along the ridge of his spine. I re-capped the bottle and dropped it on the floor. Leaning forward, I began to rub it into his soft skin. His small frame felt tiny in my hands as I rubbed his delts, his shoulders, his lats, down to his waist. He moaned in soft relaxation as I felt his body melt into my hands.
I knelt down behind him and pushed his legs to the side to open his ass to me. I pressed an oiled middle finger onto his hole and it opened willingly to the pressure. I felt his ass grind slightly as I made contact with his prostate. I moved my finger around a little before retreating from his ass. I sniffed my finger to do a spot-check. It was clean with only a faint whiff of the oil. Cheek in each hand, I pulled them apart, giving my tongue access to his hole. The light flavor of baby oil was not enough to distract me from the experience of eating his ass. I could feel him twitch with every flick and lick of my tongue. Rimming isn’t that different from eating pussy. You look for the reactions and you enjoy the sexual reaction of the aroused body part. His hole, like the rest of his body, was relaxed. It was ready.

I got up and moved to his front, kneeling down near his head. His head looked up and his mouth opened. He took my cock in his mouth slowly, sucking mostly on the head to enjoy my steady of stream of precum that he knew wouldn’t stop until after I came. I placed my left hand on the back of his head and leaned over his back to finger his hole. It was tight but never clenched in resistance, a tell-tale sign in that moment that a fag has accepted your hierarchical superiority in the power dynamic. He nursed on my cock until I was hard.

“Stand,” I said to him. I didn’t bark it as an order, but stated it as a statement of destined fact.
He stood up at relaxed attention next to the coffee table. I walked up and approached him until our bodies were centimeters apart. I leaned into his ear and spoke softly.
“Tell me; what are you?” I asked.
“A fag, Sir.”
“Whose fag?”
“Yours and only yours, Sir.”
“Don’t you think you’ve had enough of my loads, fag?”
“I’m done when you say I’m done, Sir.”
“You think I’m done?”
“God, I hope not,” he said, breaking the tension and moaning with anticipation as my warm breath made his ears flush red.

I placed my hand firmly on his neck and walked behind him until I had him embraced from behind.
“Walk.”
He walked forward as I led him to the couch and stopped. I released him and sat down. When I was comfortable, I motioned with two fingers for him to approach. He straddled me and sat down as my cock pressed along the crack of his ass. I placed my hands behind my head and looked into his eyes, challenging him to look away. He just smiled and rubbed his ass on my cock. I bounced my biceps and smiled back.
“Goddamn! Do you know how hot you are?” he asked.
“Oh, I know,” I said smugly.
He leaned down and nuzzled into my armpit, sniffing and whimpering with each breath. My cock stiffened in response; it wanted to be inside him. He raised his eyebrows in a question we both had heard repeatedly over the past 24 hours, and I nodded with the same response I had given him every time.

Cody squatted over me, grabbed my cock gently, and guided it to his hole. His hand felt so small on my dick as he slowly lowered himself until I was fully inside him. I scooted forward a little and he wrapped his legs around my waist. I held him close as I felt his ass reform itself around my shaft. His feet pulled me close as my arms wrapped around his midsection, neither one of us wanting to let go as we pressed ourselves into each other’s body.

When I felt him relax a little, I began to pump slowly and evenly to help him accommodate more. He held on to my neck and began to bounce a little in time with my thrusts before holding himself, impaled and in position.

Then it happened.

As he held me buried, I felt his ass open up deeper inside than I had ever felt before and I slid in further than I had ever been.

I’ve fucked deep before. I’ve seen the look of lustful abandon in a faggot’s eyes. I’ve felt them surrender to me completely.
His eyes rolled back and I could feel his cavity twitch like a vaginal orgasm.

I recognized some of the familiar signs of a cunting, but there was something different. His body shuddered and I saw his eyes well up with tears.

It was then that I realized what was happening: this was his first time being cunted.  And this was the first time I had been someone’s first cunter.

“It’s okay. Go with it,” I said to him calmly.
“I’m sorry, Sir. I don’t know what is happening,” he blurted back through tears and quivering lips.
I pulled him to me until his head rested on my shoulder.
“It’s okay. Let it wash over you,” I assured him, rubbing his back with one hand and his head with the other.
I held him firmly in place as his body shivered with the overwhelming surge of emotions of this experience. When his body stopped shaking, he sat up and wiped the tears from his face.
“Fuck this is a lot,” he said. “Good, but a lot! I don’t really know what’s going on.”
”You’re being cunted. Do you need a moment?“
“God no. I just need more!” he said, laughing through the last drops of tears.

Still inside of him, I stood up and carried him to the bedroom. I lay him on his back at the edge of the bed while I remained standing.
“You sure you want more?”
“Yes please, Sir!” he whimpered.
I began to fuck slowly as I watched his face for signs of any lingering emotional complications. I felt his ass reopen for me as I began to cunt him again. His eyes rolled back and he began to moan through deep breaths.
“Please don’t stop,” he begged as his hips spasmed on my cock.
“I’m not stopping until you’re bred.”
My thrusting became an instinctual Alpha rut as his cunting continued.

In my mind, all I could think about was how he would never be the same. My Alphaness, my very essence, evolved this subservient bottom into a true fag. I took his real virginity, and no matter what, he would never forget me or the transformative impact I was having on his life. This turned me on more than I can put into words.

All. Because. Of. Me.

My rut was interrupted when I felt his ass twitch on my cock internally. I looked down to see his fag dick start to cum. In the midst of his involuntary orgasm, he began to apologize, but I placed my hand over his mouth to silence his words and quieten his mind. I resumed my rut until I was ready to cum.

“Now you’re a fag,” I said, and came inside his newly cunted fuck hole.

Once my dick stopped throbbing and filling him with my cum, I collapsed onto him. His body twitched as my cock softened in him. He began to cry a little as he held me tight on top of him.

“You’re going to be okay,” I whispered as I kissed the sweat that lingered on his neck.

“Thank you, Sir,” he said through gentle tears. “I’m glad it was you.”

This is part of a continuing series chronicling the rise of Alpha Jin, a straight Korean Alpha who discovered that his roommate is a faggot and took Ownership of the faggot’s life. Click here for all relevant posts in order! 

After straight Alpha Jin had deflowered his first faggot Chin, he couldn’t get enough of fag pussy. As I mentioned in the post about the day of deflowering (read here), Alpha Jin fucked Chin six times that day, and every day after that involved multiple feedings and breedings. Alpha Jin filled his faggot with every drop of cum his Alpha balls could produce. 

The net effect of so much potent Alpha cum on a faggot is profound. The cocktail of potent substances in semen (particularly in large amounts) produce a narcotic effect on a faggot’s willpower, making it “cum drunk” and open to suggestion. Mostly those suggestions involve servicing cock again and again, and the cycle continues.

So Chin the faggot was in that swirl of cum drunkenness, constantly craving Alpha Jin’s cock. The chastity cage that had been causing so much distraction and consternation for the faggot was lessening as Chin slid further into subspace. I knew it wouldn’t be long until Chin would let go enough to experience a true cunting.

It happened last night.

Alpha Jin called his faggot from soccer practice, warning it that he would be coming home early and that his balls were full. When he returned to the apartment, Alpha Jin did something truly remarkable to seal the coming deal – he didn’t shower. I had recently talked to Alpha Jin about the power of his natural male scent and its effect on faggots (read more here), and so he decided the test out my advice.

So Alpha Jin, covered in his potent sweat, lit some candles in his bedroom and pulled Chin into his room. Chin dropped to his knees and pulled down Alpha Jin’s shorts; his cock was rock hard. Chin sucked it, the scent of Alpha Jin’s musky crotch filling his nostrils and causing him to leak uncontrollably. 

Then Alpha Jin bent the faggot over and started fucking it.

Unlike previous breedings, they tried a couple of positions. Alpha Jin put the faggot on his back and fucked it missionary style. Then they rolled over and Chin began riding his Master’s stiff cock.

All it once, it came over Chin like a powerful wave. His body began shuddering, and his pussy started involuntarily gripping and stroking Alpha Jin’s dick. Later, Alpha Jin’s described Chin’s face as one of shock, as if “his eyes were going to pop out of his head.” Then Chin experienced a full hands-free orgasm (while still caged, of course) that almost made the faggot dizzy with excitement. All of this convulsive stimulation led Alpha Jin to squirt his load deep in his faggot’s pussy, sealing the deal.

Chin woke up this morning to a special gift Alpha Jin had left for him – his dirty soccer clothes waiting to be laundered by the faggot. Alpha Jin did this on purpose, of course, now understanding the power of his scent on his faggot. Chin spent some time inhaling those clothes before cleaning them, further imprinting on his Master.

In talking to a breathless Chin early this morning, it was clear the faggot had been cunted. He spoke of feeling The Void in his pussy (read here), that yearning to have his Master back inside of him. Chin also mentioned that the cage no longer bothers him at all (a feeling echoed by Simon after his cunting). 

Now, I just want to reinforce the fact that Alpha Jin was a completely straight Alpha Male who had never had any contact with (or knowledge of) faggot worship until a couple of weeks ago. And now he completely owns a faggot and loves it! 

“This will not be the last faggot that gets a cunting from me,” said Alpha Jin ominously. 

Look out, faggots! The world has a new Supreme straight Alpha on the prowl and looking for prey!

Cunting is one of the most profound moments in the life of a faggot. It is the line of demarcation between the world of Men and the world of true faggotry. Once a faggot has been cunted, there is simply no way to return to the world of Men and Manhood. The cunting utterly destroys that possibility forever. 

I’ve written about cunting many times before, most notably in a 2016 article titled “Being Cunted” (READ HERE). There are many signs that indicate cunting, including uncontrollable shaking or reverse rutting as experienced by me (here) or Guillaume (here) or Simon (here). There is also a kind of paralysis as described by Brian the faggot of Straight Alpha Mike (here). 

Regardless of the reaction, the faggot is altered mentally and emotionally by the experience, which is unlike anything Men typically experience. To put it in more organic terms, a cunting is probably as close to a female orgasm as a male can get. Hence the name. A faggot’s hole is transformed into a pussy, a cunt. And it will never be the same.

I think the one aspect of a cunting that seems to be universally experienced by cunted faggots is something I call “The Void.” When a male sticks something in his ass or even gets fucked, he moves on with his life largely unchanged. 

But a cunted faggot ends up with The Void inside its pussy, a space where cock was and belongs again. The Void is constantly craving to be filled with cock again, to feel that sense of fullness and completion. Without cock, The Void is like a black hole, a howling vortex aching to be stuffed full of cock. 

It’s an ache deep inside the faggot’s pussy. It keeps the faggot awake at night, yearning to be penetrated. Sometimes the rim of the faggot’s pussy tickles, teasing the faggot to stick fingers into it or find a cock willing to fuck it. 

Cunted faggots are like converted vampires, damned to a life of neverending hunger to fill The Void that drives their need.

Of the many ways Men and Alphas control faggots – sexual use, scent training, discipline, chores – cunting is the most permanent and profound, mainly because of The Void. There will always be an empty space inside that cunted faggot, a space reserved for the Man who did the cunting. 

The Void is the truest mark of Ownership.

This is part of a continuing series of articles about a faggot named Simon who bravely submitted to a straight Alpha named John. You can read all of these articles by clicking here!

So after fag Simon survived his whirlwind weekend serving Alpha John which culminated in five breedings (one down the throat, and four in his pussy), he was understandably flying high emotionally. The experience lit an unparalleled fire in Simon’s heart and made him even more determined to please his new Owner.

So in between bouts of self-doubt and questions about when he might be cunted, fag Simon threw himself into daily worship of Alpha John. Simon got the bright idea to go over to Alpha John’s house while he was at work and clean the place. Then Simon made dinner and had a hot bath drawn around the time Alpha John would return home. Then Simon bathed Alpha John and fed him a nice meal in his own newly-cleaned home. 

This move excited Alpha John to no end, so he fucked Simon twice that night and loaded up his pussy with his Alpha jizz. Then Alpha John invited Simon to stay the night, which Simon readily accepted. In the morning Simon woke up and made Alpha John breakfast. 

Later that afternoon, Alpha John told Alpha Earl: “Simon is the best thing that has happened to me in a long while!”

Then, in an ingenious move, Simon began cooking meals and bringing them to Alpha John’s place of employment (he owns car dealerships), something that absolutely blew Alpha John away. 

Listen to the bewildered joy in the texts Alpha John sent to Alpha Erwin, the Owner of fag Karl:

The following day Simon brought dinner to Alpha John’s work again, but this time he also brought his massage table (Simon is a licensed masseur). After Alpha John satisfied his hunger, Simon firmly rubbed Alpha John’s shoulders before offering a full body massage. Needless to say, Alpha John accepted the massage.

Afterwards, Alpha John left some breathless texts with Alpha Erwin:

So with Alpha John’s girlfriend headed “to mum’s for dinner,” Alpha John – overcome with lust – took Simon back to his place and fucked him.

And then something happened – Simon was CUNTED.

Here’s Simon’s description:

When we got back to John’s place He told me to go into the bedroom and get ready. I decided to take control. I grabbed his hand and took John into the bedroom, I then held him close and put my hands down his pants and grabbed the base of his cock and balls, And said “I am going to look after this for you” he was rock hard…

(Then) we had amazing SexI think I had an anal orgasm. I lost control. My ass started fucking John’s cock! I could not control it!  

This uncontrolled anal reaction is a sure sign of cunting, and is likely the result of Simon’s two-week-long deep dive into extreme subspace. 

When I explained this to Simon, he amusingly replied: “If that is a cunting I need to be cunted every time we fuck!”

Who knows where this incredible situation is headed, but it has been extraordinary to witness. Little fag Simon has truly exceeded all expectations in completely servicing this straight Alpha. This overwhelming gift of faggot worship has changed Alpha John’s life, allowing him to finally experience the true power of his own Alphahood.

This is the magic of the Alpha/faggot union when both fulfill their purpose. I am so proud of my little brother Simon! His search for truth made all of this possible! What an inspiration!

This is the continuing story of Karl, a faggot who was finally cunted by his Alpha. Click here to read all of the posts in this story in order!

When we last left fag Karl, he had just finished experiencing his first rut, and subsequently, his first cunting. This left him shaken, of course, but hopelessly devoted to his Alpha. There’s just no going back after being cunted!

Not long after this momentous event, Karl’s Alpha introduced Karl to John, a straight Man at the Alpha’s gym. The Alpha and John were friends. From the beginning it was clear that Karl was an object in the eyes of the two Men; they would sometimes talk about Karl as if he wasn’t right there with them. 

Then one day Karl’s Alpha was barbequing. The Alpha had placed kneepads on the kitchen table for Karl, so Karl put them on while getting his Alpha a beer. And while the Alpha was cooking in the back, John arrived. 

“It was not long until I was on my knees sucking off my Sir’s friend. Thinking to myself I am one lucky faggot.”

Karl did such an excellent job sucking John off that John was moved to say that his wife cannot suck dick like Karl did. 

“That’s nothing,” the Alpha said, “you should try his boypussy.”

While relating this story to me, Karl said, “I don’t think that is something he is into yet.” And I said, “He will be eventually … it’s inevitable.”

A little time passed. Karl was getting anxious.

“So you think my Sir’s buddy will fuck me at some point?” asked Karl. 

“Yes I do,” I said confidently.

“He is just so straight,” countered Karl.

“Straight Alphas fuck faggots all the time,” I replied.

“Yes, I think my Sir is trying to show his buddy how this all works.” 

John continued to use Karl’s throat for the occasional blow job while Karl’s Alpha was fucking Karl’s pussy at other times. It was glorious for Karl, who had never enjoyed so much dick at one time. 

Things began to change between the three of them. At one point Karl told me this little anecdote:

At the gym today Sir and his buddy were working out lifting weights while I was on the elliptical. Then Sirs buddy looked at me a grabbed his dick through his shorts. I stared at him and licked my lips.” said Karl excitedly, noting, “That is not something I would have done before I was cunted.”

Then one day Karl’s Alpha shoed up with a package containing three pairs of female panties. Karl tried them on. He felt “sexy” in them. He kept asking me if I thought John was going to fuck him. He seemed worried about something, either the size of John’s cock (enormous) or if it would happen at all.

I kept reassuring Karl, safe in what I understood – that Karl’s Alpha was grooming John to accept fag pussy as part of the benefits of being Alpha.

And sure enough, John’s wife was going out one Saturday night, and Karl’s Alpha invited John over for dinner. “You better douche Saturday,” I told Karl. It was like looking at the sky and knowing a storm is coming.

Then it happened.

“John was over last night. With some encouragement from my Sir John fucked my boy pussy and I got straight dick for my first time.” 

“What did you think?” I asked excitedly. 

“Was totally amazing almost like I was being cunted all over again. He was not very gentle at all and was balls deep in only a few seconds. Straight guys get to work fucking so quickly no messing around. Took him about 20 / 25 mins of fucking till he shot his load, and I hand an anal orgasm as he shot his load.” 

I was thrilled. Then Karl said, “When we came out, John smiled at my Sir and said I was a good girl.” 

And that changed everything.

Karl’s Alpha has largely stopped using Karl now that John has been regularly fucking Karl’s pussy. And Karl couldn’t be happier!

There are so many classic Hierarchical maneuvers in Karl’s developing story. For instance, the way Alphas groom and encourage each other to accept new levels of dominance and power. How there is an unspoken respect between Alphas over the pussies they use.  

And how one faggot can make all the difference! I’m so proud of my brother Karl! 

One of my longest friendships since joining Tumblr in June of 2015 has been with a brother faggot named Karl. I was first contacted by Karl late in 2016 as his new Owner was trying to convince Karl to go into chastity. Karl was understandably nervous about this commitment, but I encouraged him to try it out.

So Karl bravely went into chastity. 

Over the years, Karl continued to talk to me about the ups and downs of his chastity and his struggles with it. There were times when I really thought he might quit. But to his credit, he continued to serve his Owner faithfully despite almost resenting this burden of chastity forced upon him.

And then, last Friday night, Karl the faggot was cunted.

And everything changed.

Cunting is an extraordinary experience for a faggot. I’ve written about it before, of course (”Being Cunted,” click here), but words are clumsy tools to describe a moment so ethereal and spiritual. Simply put, a cunting is the complete destruction of the male persona and identity in a faggot, pulverized bit by bit with every thrust of a Man’s cock during a monumental Rut. It is the transformation of a male sub into a true faggot with a functioning pussy for a hole.

So Karl experienced this Friday night, and he has been FLYING on an emotional high ever since. Suddenly, the chastity cage is no longer bothering him. 

“Sir took control of my ass and now I feel that my boy pussy is my main sex organ,” said Karl elatedly. “I feel better about being caged now that I have been cunted.”

I asked him to describe what happened. Here’s what he said:

“He just took control and it was a very long fuck, like over an hour. He went like a wild Man, fucking very fast at times. I think after 40 minutes I was getting to the stage of being cunted; there was lots of pre-cum flowing from my cage, but that was all. I had an amazing anal orgasm that is better for me than the old way.”

But then Karl said the words I was really looking to hear:

“(His cunting) is also a mental state that, as a fag, you realize that you do not need your dick anymore, and you need to forget about it.”

In the two days post-cunting, Karl has experienced a new freedom as the truth about his life comes into crystal-clear focus. He says he’s no longer embarrassed by showing off his cage at the gym. He is experiencing a yearning in his new pussy for more cock, a tickle that never goes away for a cunted faggot. 

It took Karl a long time to come to this moment – nearly three years – but all of it became instantly worth it after one hour of Alpha rutting erased the burden of his masculinity forever. 

I am so proud of my faggot brother! And I am grateful that I have been able to follow this story to such a glorious, triumphant conclusion! Karl put in the dedication, submission, and patience required, and it has paid off handsomely. You’ve earned this spectacular moment of fulfillment, my brother! 

To my faggot followers – this ecstatic and transformative experience can be yours as well if you submit completely and surrender yourself! 

fagsworshipalphas:

If you’ve spent much time on this end of Tumblr, you’ve probably read the term “cunted” used in reference to a gay bottom receiving a Man’s cock. While the term definitely refers to that act, there is more to being cunted than simply being fucked by a Man.  I believe being cunted involves the mental and emotional aspects of the act itself.

Let’s first be honest: mechanically speaking, any male can be fucked in the ass. Every male has an asshole that can be opened wide enough to accept a dick-sized object.

Let’s imagine that all males on Earth had to be fucked in the ass one time. The vast majority of males would not enjoy it at all, and most would hate it. They would actively rebel against the entry, fight against the very idea of taking a dick in their ass. If it brings some pleasure to certain males, why would most Men actively fight against this act?

Because being fucked in the ass says much about a male’s place within the human hierarchy. When a Man is fucked in the ass, he is emasculated in a way that differentiates him from other Men. A Man is meant to penetrate. A Man who is penetrated (like a female) is considered a “lesser” Man, even if that penetration occurred during a rape. It is the nature of how Men view the act of being penetrated.

However, the act of being penetrated and fucked by another Man doesn’t always change the personality of the recipient. Many gay bottoms receive dick, but they are still Men in that they are active in their sex life and still seek their own pleasure. They very often still use their dicks to receive pleasure. They are generally an equal in their relationships and their sexual encounters.

But some males are fucked so deeply and aggressively that they are changed forever. They no longer seek their own pleasure. Their assholes become their true sex organ. The desire to penetrate with their penis – the primary means of pleasure for most Men – is taken away, replaced by the desire to be penetrated. This, for me, what it means to be cunted.

The rape I endured might be considered a cunting, but it didn’t alter my mental state enough at the time. I fought against the feelings of being penetrated and taken in that fashion. A true cunting involves more than simple penetration … it involves the mind of the male being cunted.

I wasn’t cunted properly until Alpha Chris (here) owned me a few years after the rape. What was the difference? Well, Alpha Chris had already fucked my mind through our previous encounters, so when he finally fucked my ass he had me in the proper mental state. When he fucked me, he did so with a controlled aggressiveness that forced me to give up any residual masculine resistance. By the time he was finished pounding me, any lingering idea that I was a Man had disappeared. After that, I completely understood that my hole was my sex organ, and my purpose was to offer it in whatever way a Man demanded. That is what a true cunting does to a male – it emasculates a male and transforms him into a object only to be penetrated.

And once that cunting occurs, there is no going back.

https://fagsworshipstraights.tumblr.com/post/145101273310/being-cunted

fagsworshipstraights:

If you’ve spent much time on this end of Tumblr, you’ve probably read the term “cunted” used in reference to a gay bottom receiving a Man’s cock. While the term definitely refers to that act, there is more to being cunted than simply being fucked by a Man.  I believe being cunted involves the mental and emotional aspects of the act itself.

Let’s first be honest: mechanically speaking, any male can be fucked in the ass. Every male has an asshole that can be opened wide enough to accept a dick-sized object.

Let’s imagine that all males on Earth had to be fucked in the ass one time. The vast majority of males would not enjoy it at all, and most would hate it. They would actively rebel against the entry, fight against the very idea of taking a dick in their ass. If it brings some pleasure to certain males, why would most Men actively fight against this act?

Because being fucked in the ass says much about a male’s place within the human hierarchy. When a Man is fucked in the ass, he is emasculated in a way that differentiates him from other Men. A Man is meant to penetrate. A Man who is penetrated (like a female) is considered a “lesser” Man, even if that penetration occurred during a rape. It is the nature of how Men view the act of being penetrated.

However, the act of being penetrated and fucked by another Man doesn’t always change the personality of the recipient. Many gay bottoms receive dick, but they are still Men in that they are active in their sex life and still seek their own pleasure. They very often still use their dicks to receive pleasure. They are generally an equal in their relationships and their sexual encounters.

But some males are fucked so deeply and aggressively that they are changed forever. They no longer seek their own pleasure. Their assholes become their true sex organ. The desire to penetrate with their penis – the primary means of pleasure for most Men – is taken away, replaced by the desire to be penetrated. This, for me, what it means to be cunted.

The rape I endured might be considered a cunting, but it didn’t alter my mental state enough at the time. I fought against the feelings of being penetrated and taken in that fashion. A true cunting involves more than simple penetration … it involves the mind of the male being cunted.

I wasn’t cunted properly until Alpha Chris (here) owned me a few years after the rape. What was the difference? Well, Alpha Chris had already fucked my mind through our previous encounters, so when he finally fucked my ass he had me in the proper mental state. When he fucked me, he did so with a controlled aggressiveness that forced me to give up any residual masculine resistance. By the time he was finished pounding me, any lingering idea that I was a Man had disappeared. After that, I completely understood that my hole was my sex organ, and my purpose was to offer it in whatever way a Man demanded. That is what a true cunting does to a male – it emasculates a male and transforms him into a object only to be penetrated.

And once that cunting occurs, there is no going back.

I really need to reblog this post about being cunted: https://fagsworshipstraights.tumblr.com/post/145101273310/being-cunted 

That’s an interesting approach I’ve never encountered before. Congratulations on the cunting! Maybe your Alpha’s giant cock will take you even further down the path! Good luck tonight!!

I wrote something about cunting here: https://fagsworshipstraights.tumblr.com/post/145101273310/being-cunted

I’ve written something about rutting here: https://fagsworshipstraights.tumblr.com/post/148365204840/the-power-of-the-rut

Both are powerful concepts for both faggots and Alphas, and they’re somewhat related.

When a Man cunts a female or a faggot, he exerts his power over them and unlocks the submissiveness they have buried beneath years of ego and illusions.

I don’t think most Men understand the true power of their cocks. It isn’t just a piece of flesh that ejaculates. It is the tool a Man uses to claim what is his, the blunt instrument of his masculine power. When he penetrates an inferior, he owns them body and soul.

Cunting is the end result of a Man’s use of his cock in the act of Rutting, of dominating. An inferior who is cunted suddenly has their eyes opened. The power of the Man is realized and acknowledged for the very first time within the inferior.

Being cunted is a powerful emotional experience for submissives. They are forced beyond doubt to acknowledge that the Man who cunted them owns them body and soul. It is incredibly freeing and terrifying all at once. Many times a cunted inferior will cling to its Owner like a scared child, afraid of losing the source of this magnificent and addictive power.

Congratulations on this achievement, Sir. I think any Man who can properly cunt inferiors is a god. Your faggot is very lucky to serve you Sir.

Definitely. Here’s the thing – each Alpha ruts in his own unique way, so each cunting is different every time it happens.

If you’ve spent much time on this end of Tumblr, you’ve probably read the term “cunted” used in reference to a gay bottom receiving a Man’s cock. While the term definitely refers to that act, there is more to being cunted than simply being fucked by a Man.  I believe being cunted involves the mental and emotional aspects of the act itself.

Let’s first be honest: mechanically speaking, any male can be fucked in the ass. Every male has an asshole that can be opened wide enough to accept a dick-sized object.

Let’s imagine that all males on Earth had to be fucked in the ass one time. The vast majority of males would not enjoy it at all, and most would hate it. They would actively rebel against the entry, fight against the very idea of taking a dick in their ass. If it brings some pleasure to certain males, why would most Men actively fight against this act?

Because being fucked in the ass says much about a male’s place within the human hierarchy. When a Man is fucked in the ass, he is emasculated in a way that differentiates him from other Men. A Man is meant to penetrate. A Man who is penetrated (like a female) is considered a “lesser” Man, even if that penetration occurred during a rape. It is the nature of how Men view the act of being penetrated.

However, the act of being penetrated and fucked by another Man doesn’t always change the personality of the recipient. Many gay bottoms receive dick, but they are still Men in that they are active in their sex life and still seek their own pleasure. They very often still use their dicks to receive pleasure. They are generally an equal in their relationships and their sexual encounters.

But some males are fucked so deeply and aggressively that they are changed forever. They no longer seek their own pleasure. Their assholes become their true sex organ. The desire to penetrate with their penis – the primary means of pleasure for most Men – is taken away, replaced by the desire to be penetrated. This, for me, what it means to be cunted.

The rape I endured might be considered a cunting, but it didn’t alter my mental state enough at the time. I fought against the feelings of being penetrated and taken in that fashion. A true cunting involves more than simple penetration … it involves the mind of the male being cunted.

I wasn’t cunted properly until Alpha Chris (here) owned me a few years after the rape. What was the difference? Well, Alpha Chris had already fucked my mind through our previous encounters, so when he finally fucked my ass he had me in the proper mental state. When he fucked me, he did so with a controlled aggressiveness that forced me to give up any residual masculine resistance. By the time he was finished pounding me, any lingering idea that I was a Man had disappeared. After that, I completely understood that my hole was my sex organ, and my purpose was to offer it in whatever way a Man demanded. That is what a true cunting does to a male – it emasculates a male and transforms him into a object only to be penetrated.

And once that cunting occurs, there is no going back.