My post about Ahmed was heartbreaking for me. There’s always this desperation I feel hanging over me when dealing with overwhelming issues like this.
That’s why I love when Protector Alphas like Master Mark (an Alpha I’ve come to know on Snapchat) step in with words of support:
My heart broke reading about Ahmed. If there is anything we can do to get him out of there I want to help. Money, helping arrange refugee/asylum status in a safe country, whatever it may be. No one should ever have to go through that ordeal. I use faggots and I love feminine ones the best, but I would never ever hurt them. Fuck these so-called ‘men’. They are cowards and cunts and if I ever meet one they better hope there’s a hospital nearby.
It’s impossible to not love Alphas like Master Mark. Simply put, Men like him are the greatest Men to walk the Earth. They are the reason we faggots are inclined to serve and worship in the first place!
Thank you Master Mark and all other Protector Alphas around the world!
How can anyone resist Master Max (@MasterMaxWorld)?
I’ve often called him the Willy Wonka of domination. Here’s another reason why.
Master Max has been in the scene for years and he’s amassed a huge following around the world. He makes a lot of money, so much so that he has hired personal assistants to handle his massive online reach.
But ultimately, it’s his huge heart and personality that draws subs and faggots to him. He’s that bright candle in a dark room, one that gives the lonely some comfort.
What Master Max did for Charlie goes beyond anything he needed to do. Charlie just wanted a chance to be with the Master he loves, and Master Max knows this. But it’s the bright, warm heart in the Man that moved him to give Charlie some gifts.
When I talk about Protector Alphas, I’m talking about Men like Master Max.
Other Alphas and Doms in the findom scene have a lot to learn from this true straight Master!
The above audio was captured from the set of Mission: Impossible 7 set.
In it, GOD TOM CRUISE chews out some of the crew members who were refusing to wear COVID masks.
You can hear the weight of responsibility he’s carrying in his voice and his words. He doesn’t take that lightly, either.
This is exactly what I mean when I use the term “Protector Alpha.” These great Men are the superheroes of our world, ever-vigilant and ready to confront any dangers to the weak and vulnerable.
This is the extraordinary story of 17-year-old straight Alpha Kyle, son of a 51-year-old married Alpha named Sir Rob who is grooming his Alpha son to own and use faggots. CLICK HERE to read these posts in chronological order!
When I started using the terms “Protector Alpha” and “Destroyer Alpha,” I think some people thought I was being overly dramatic. This idea that some Alphas were superheroes worthy of extreme gratitude and worship seemed over-the-top.
And yet, we see Alphas in their day-to-day lives performing tremendous acts of heroism that often go unappreciated by everyone except the females and faggots who serve them.
That’s why, as a faggot, I’m so proud to share the story told to me by Master Kyle, the young Alpha son of Sir Rob. Master Kyle has already had a lot of jaw-dropping moments since accepting his Alphahood and claiming faggots to own as part of his Kingdom.
But now he’s made a statement about his Kingdom: the innocent are safe in his shadow.
Read this:
I was walking home from my girlfriend’s house around 11 at night. It was dark outside and there was no one. I was walking with music in my AirPods when I heard a girl scream. I went towards the sound and I didn’t really think about what I was doing. I finally found in an alley a girl with a man over her who was obviously fumbling to get his pants off to rape her. I grabbed the motherfucker and shoved him to the ground before beating him up. I saw red and couldn’t stop. He deserved it.
I stopped and turned to that girl, in her early twenties, very pretty with red hair. I calmed her down and because she was in a state of shock she couldn’t talk or do anything. I took her in my arms and took her home. I didn’t really think about what I was doing but that was right in my eyes. My family was at the cabin out of town for the weekend so I had the house to myself. I put her in my bed and slept on the couch that night.
Next morning, she was feeling better and thanked me, I offered her a coffee, and after a bit of hesitation she gave me her number. She left. It was the first time I didn’t do anything with a girl I had bring home.
The next following days, I couldn’t stop thinking about people who actually got raped, that didn’t have someone who helped them out, like I did to that girl. I thought of you, how you must’ve felt like after you got raped. It got me angry idk why. I had to calm myself down on the punching bag for at least half an hour to evacuate what I was feeling.
The girl ( her name is Amber) and I text quite a bit. I went out with her a few times for coffee or walk together. I like her a lot.
You see what I mean? These Men are SUPERHEROES.
I feel like the luckiest faggot in the world to worship this King. I mean, he not only rescued Amber from clear danger, but then he even thought of me being raped and it angered him enough to beat up his punching bag.
So humbling!
I love Master Kyle with all of my silly faggot heart. He is astounding, a God-Man of unlimited power. I hope someday to kiss his feet and thank him for his greatness and benevolence!
This thread follows Jamie, a faggot who began service to a straight Alpha named Dino that has lasted 15 years and led to marriage. CLICK HERE for all posts in this thread in chronological order!
For every straight Alpha who decides to start using and/or owning faggots, there is usually a moment of truth. It’s the point when the Alpha must decide how open and free he can be with his faggot as part of his everyday life.
Some Apex Alphas have shown the way, boldly and proudly displaying (and even sharing) their faggots with the people in their lives. I’m reminded of the story of slave Tim (I haven’t heard from him in a while …) and his straight Master who regularly parades his faggot in public on a collar and leash. Of course, that’s really pushing the boundaries of society’s acceptable social behavior, but some Alphas simply don’t give a fuck.
Speaking of not giving a fuck, Master Dino almost assuredly falls into that category of Alpha. When Master Dino found a faggot like Jamie that worshiped and served him the way he knew he deserved, he didn’t give a fuck that he is straight or what society might think about his ownership of and marriage to that faggot.
But putting that “I don’t give a fuck” attitude to the test in public can be rough, and ultimately reveals the true emotions that lie beneath an Alpha’s adamantium exterior.
Master Dino shared this revealing anecdote with me, and it was too incredible to not share with his growing legion of faggot worshipers.
faggot,
My boy convinced me in various ways to listen to your podcast of 11/3. It just loves your site and is constantly wanting me to see something. I admit I am favorably impressed by most of what I’ve seen. My hole is over the moon by what you’ve said about Me/us on it and I am reconsidering the podcast if I could use a device to disguise My voice. I could care less if most of the lemmings out there know I cum in a faggot but in My profession, I must use discretion.
I wanted to impart some info today. I’m not a bodybuilder per se but I do lift and workout twice per week and play basketball with friends at least twice per week. I probably wouldn’t workout anymore but My bitchboy loves worshiping Daddy when He comes home all sweaty with Man funk (I haven’t used deodorant for over a decade, my boy convinced Me that I wouldn’t regret its request that I not use it and instead just smell like a Man) and it also loves My Badboy persona to which lifting adds a great deal.
Yes, I/we have had a rough life, it’s true. Let me tell you something about a situation that jamie and I had years ago. About 4 nights ago, the reminiscing we’ve done for your nervous questions jogged both our memories. I had taken the cunt for My own about 3 months before and as deep as I was in this new, GOOD fucking pussy I was still taking baby steps in the ‘living life’ part of owning it. I decided to see if it could ‘pass’ in My world (Which is NOT the dangerous place it used to be but is still no goddamn nature walk either). Three stupid motherfuckers tried to double-cross this Alpha Male in a deal. This was beyond ignorant because they KNEW Me. One started waving a knife around and the other made the SUPREME mistake of pointing a piece at My boy. I only remember My mind flashing the words ‘No fucking punk is gonna threaten My new cumhole’ and I felt a tightness in My chest and in My nuts which I would remember later as the 1st real stirrings in Me for My faggot beyond normal satisfaction.
Anyway, I saw this fucking scumbag was gonna shoot my boy and I lunged in front of him and was grazed, well the bullet hit a rib, traveled on it around my side and popped out the back. In all it created a 10-inch scar but they thought they’d hurt Me. I had the advantage. I have no idea exactly what happened next but my next memory is seeing the ‘men’ in a pile. (They were still breathing sam don’t have a breakdown) Evidently, they had tried to stab My boy and had put about an inch long slice on his chest when, babyboy says, I leaped to My feet, beat them down and threw the gun out a window. I picked My bitch up and carried it out (I know it hasn’t been stated but My bitch is exactly My height but not muscular. Still, it is not a dainty faggot. Lol)
But, back to the story. Boy drove home, begging Me to go to a doctor. Back then My faggot didn’t have a real sense as to what My life was. One couldn’t if one didn’t experience it. Back home, boy was trembling like a, well, like a faggot when I gathered the appropriate equipment and commanded it to sew up the bullet hole on my side. (It was fine. I made sure it had only a minor cut before I had it turn its sewing talents on their ear and stitch up its Man) It was pale as fuck as it wordlessly did as told. When it finished I checked its work and I smiled at my sweet faggot boy. I said, ‘Good boy’ and upon hearing I was pleased it hit the floor, passed out cold. Hahaha!
Later on, it told Me that when it saw Me take that bullet protecting it that it KNEW I loved it. I must say I felt much the same when My boy completed My demands and waited until it knew I was satisfied before My pussyboy fainted. After that I was pretty sure this faggot could handle being My possession.
(BTW, upon waking the dudes I beat the fuck out of I found the money they’d tried to take from Me was in MY pocket, along with everything of value that they’d been carrying-including their wallets with all their personal information.)
Now, life no longer contains such incidents and I didn’t take jamie to work with Me after that. That one time told Me everything I needed to know about boy’s handling of a crisis and being able to handle ALL aspects of My life. My faggot is a tower of jelly when it comes to My power but has a steel core when confronted by the world and can handle quite a lot as long as it knows it belongs to Me. It says it can endure anything as long as it is MY cumhole and I believe it. I’ve said it before, I’m glad I cunted this faggot.
I hope you enjoyed this piece of Mine and My cumwhore’s love story. Isn’t it interesting that this incident is when we both realized our deepening love for the other? Life is NOT a dull thing, especially when one is a God. Hahahahahaha
Keep up the good work. Fuck you faggot.
Not exactly the love story from Titanic, obviously, but I’m sure there are Alphas who can relate to Master Dino’s feeling of protectiveness just as much faggots can relate to that feeling of gratitude Jamie felt when being rescued by the Superman who owns it.
Stories like this one help to reinforce my original argument that Master Dino is a blend of both types of Alpha, Protector and Destroyer. He might be the perfect blend.
My cunt puckered with excitement just a little (re: a lot) when Master Dino suggested that he’s thinking about coming onto the podcast. I can only imagine what it might be like to cram his massive personality into a podcast episode! Keep stroking his ego in the comments, and maybe that magical event could become a reality!
Meanwhile, I feel blessed every time he shares with me his thoughts in an email. I hope you faggots out there feel the same!
What’s wrong with abusive alphas? Some fags love that!!! One of my ex-fags used to deliberately misbehave so he’d be abused! Different strokes!
Thank you Sir. Very clearly I make room for this, as I describe Destroyer Alphas and their function in the Hierarchy.
But do you understand the difference between DISCIPLINE and ABUSE? One is a targeted application of either force or technique to achieve a desired outcome, and the other is only meant inflict pain and damage.
I think Alphas who ABUSE faggots are misguided and underdeveloped, and I know a whole slew of Protector Apex Alphas who agree.
Reading your blog i have realized i haver served the last couple of years a predator for some periods, and than run away because of the damage, but keep running back. I think i should find a protector, and definitely stop serving the predator, but how do i prevent myself from regretting my choice and running back in time? i think i am also addicted to serve this predator.
Yes, predatorial Alphas (I call them Destroyer Alphas) can often get into our heads. We are usually on an emotional rollercoaster with these ones, and they love that effect they have on us.
We usually have Stockholm Syndrome when serving these types. They’re abusive to us emotionally, and we develop a craving for them that is inexplicable. It’s like how I still crave my rapist. It’s sick. In the end, it’s just not healthy. Finding good Alphas to serve, in addition to realizing you deserve to have a good owner, will make a world of difference.
One of the great treasures of this blog for me is the opportunity to meet and come to intimately know some of the greatest Men alive today. These Men – I call them Apex Alphas – are more than just dominant Men seeking pleasure from lesser beings. They are leaders in the most complete sense, Men who take a personal responsibility to honor and support the legacy of Alphahood itself.
To that end, they often will take it upon themselves to teach other Alphas about their Alphahood, unlocking the true power within them.
Sir Rob has already proven to be one such Apex Alpha. As readers on this blog know, Sir Rob is the married Alpha father of Master Kyle, and he’s the one who taught his son about the wonders of fag ownership.
Now Sir Rob has unlocked this great secret of Alphahood for an longtime Alpha friend of his named Tom!
Here’s Sir Rob with the story:
So a few weeks ago I decided to take a week off to go fishing with one of my best friends. He’s a high profile attorney, his name is Tom. He’s an Alpha as well but never fucked a fag. We’ve known each other since high school.
We rented a nice shack next to the lake and after fishing all day decided to hit the bar in town that is a few miles away. We both drank way too much beer and flirted the night away. We came back to the shack with a beautiful young woman each, and we both fucked all night long, trying to one up each other as we could hear everything through the paper thin walls (our rooms were next to each other). The next day, we did the same thing. Fishing, bar, sex with beautiful women.
Until the next day. We went to the bar and a really cute little faggot approached me right away. I flirted with him, in front of Tom, who was completely dumbfounded and eventually I left to the bathroom where the twink sucked my cock since he kept teasing me and rubbing my bulge. Tom didn’t flirt at all, too distracted by the fag and I.
We went home with the fag and just as we got home, I ordered the faggot to serve me in front of Tom. He sat down on the couch, watching the faggot suck my dick then watched me fuck him raw. In the middle of fucking, he unbuckled his jeans and ordered the fag to suck his dick. The faggot obeyed immediately and started sucking his cock.
I eventually came and then offered him his ass. He smiled and went straight to his pussy. He went to town and fucked his hole like crazy. We ended up both fucking the fag all night, giving him loads and loads of cum. The three last days we were there, we alternated fucking women and fags.
Tom told me it was one of the best weeks of his entire life.
You can just imagine how joyfully exhausted that faggot was after being used by two powerful Alphas all night in a cabin in the woods!
But more importantly, we see an Apex Alpha create a safe space for his Alpha brother to experience true power. It’s like going to a club and then having an insider escort you to the exclusive V.I.P. area where all of the REAL goodies are kept.
That is what Sir Rob unlocked for Master Tom that weekend – TRUE POWER.
And if you’re curious, Master Tom loved his first taste of faggot worship so much that he immediately went out and found his first faggot! He’s now a FAG OWNER! That story will come in a follow-up post.
Alphahood is real. It is a true brotherhood of superior Men who elevate each other in line with that ancient proverb: “By iron, iron is sharpened.”
And Apex Alphas like Sir Rob continue to lead other Alphas and teach them to ascend.
I am a faggot grateful to witness and sing their praises to the stars.
Note: the title of this story is a tribute to my beloved @natural-hung-bull on tumblr, another great married Apex Alpha and wise sage of faggot ownership.
The title of this post is a direct reference to an old saying that goes something like this:
“If you love something set it free. If it comes back it’s yours. If not, it was never meant to be.”
Great change is coming to the Kingdom of Master Nick, and, as always, he’s handling it the way any great Protector Alpha would.
First of all, Chin – Master Nick’s first faggot – will be changing schools at the end of this semester and moving to Montreal for more school. This works out well, because Chin’s first Master, Jin, lives near the school.
So Master Nick and Master Jin conferred over a long phone conversation. Of primary interest for Master Nick was the continued development of Chin as a faggot. Like Master Nick, Master Jin is a big believer in chastity for faggot control and training. It was decided between them that Chin would remain in chastity under Master Jin’s watchful eye.
And so Master Nick gave his blessing on the move. Chin will be moving to Montreal in the coming months and staying with Master Jin as his live-in faggot once more! (side note: Master Jin currently has a girlfriend, but he has assured me that he doesn’t think owning Chin will interfere with that relationship.
Just focus on this point: Master Nick lovingly took Chin into his Kingdom after Master Matt failed, and made Chin one of his most valued possessions. And now he is setting Chin free so that he might grow and develop under Master Jin’s focused training. That is the quality of a true Protector Alpha!
But there is more, and it’s sensitive.
One of the four faggots owned by Master Nick is going through some difficult emotional turmoil right now. I’m not going to mention their name or discuss the problem in specifics due to its sensitive nature. But I will say that the issue is very complex and difficult to handle.
I discreetly asked a couple of Alphas (including California Alpha) how they might handle it, and they said they would dismiss the faggot until it managed to get through its issues.
BUT NOT MASTER NICK! Once he understood the depth and complexity of the issue his faggot was handling, he pledged to take his faggot to see a specialist this week, and vowed to stand by his faggot as he solves these issues!
Words cannot properly convey my profound pride, gratitude, and AWE I feel when considering the actions of Master Nick this weekend. THIS is the standard by which all other Alphas shall be judged.
Our greatest Men stand up in moments of our greatest trouble. They defend the defenseless, console the broken, and vanquish the wicked. They often do these tremendous things without even fully understanding or relating to the core issue. They simply act for the sake of righteousness.
That’s Master Nick. He is a straight Alpha who may not fully understand all of the issues facing his faggots or why they do what they do. All he knows is that he owns them – they are his property – and he will defend them and support them with his very last breath.
If you’re ever looking for proof of God on Earth, look nowhere else except at Master Nick. His strength, power, and goodness will never be supplanted, and is forever.
The story of faggot Dodo’s deflowering and enslavement by his Alpha twin brother Christophe has quickly become one of the most controversial posts ever published on this site. Of particular disgust for some readers was the behavior of their Alpha father Shane, who not only encouraged Christophe to fuck his brother, but also took a turn fucking his son in the process.
Obviously, incest is widely condemned in all cultures around the world. Added to that is the unseemly aspects of homosexual incest, and it’s a recipe for outrage. In Hierarchy Podcast #30, I discussed my own initial reservations about the story, and it takes a lot to shock me.
Still, I was eager to talk to Master Shane about all of this personally, so I was excited when Master Christophe arranged for his father to contact me from Canada (the brothers are in France).
First a little backstory. Master Shane was clearly born Alpha, and, fueled by that unstoppable sex drive Alpha’s famously possess, he lost his virginity to a female at age 13. He always had a larger dick than other boys, and the girls flocked around him constantly.
True to his Alpha Nature, Master Shane had an instinct for faggots even at that early age:
I had always boys drawn to me, doing things for me. When I was 14 I spent most of the time at the beach. I noticed a boy staring at my crotch every time I walked by. I dropped my towel next to him and he picked it up for me. I told him I needed a blowjob (I was all time horny at that age) and he got on his knees and said of course, Sir. Boy, that made me hard! I took him into the showers. I actually had wanted a bj, but instead I chose to fuck its ass.
Shortly thereafter, 14-year-old Master Shane met Sean, the faggot who would prove to be pivotal in his development as an owner and Master of faggots.
His name was Sean, and I shared a flat with him. As soon as we met I knew he was a faggot and I knew I was going to own him. I moved in and 3 hours later he was mine.
Sean served young Master Shane faithfully while they lived together. It ended tragically, as I related in a previous article. Master Shane moved to America for a year, and naive Sean fell under the ownership of a cruel older Master who stole everything Sean had and left him abandoned and broke. Sean took his own life in despair.
Devastated by the loss of his beloved faggot, Master Shane resolved to become a better and more considered owner. He eventually owned another long-term, live-in faggot for a few years. When Master Shane married his current wife, he had to move his faithful faggot out of his house.
Shortly thereafter Christophe and Jacques (Dodo) were born. Master Shane endeavored to instill Alpha values in both boys, but only Christophe responded favorably to such training. Dodo had little interest in manly things, preferring quiet and feminine pursuits.
By the time Dodo was 11 years old, Master Shane knew the truth – Dodo was as much of a faggot as Christophe was an Alpha. In order to prevent a Sean-like tragedy with Dodo, Master Shane began to devise a way to protect his defenseless fag son.
That led to the controversial night when the boys reached 13 years old. Master Shane directed Christophe to throat fuck and then ass fuck Dodo and breed him, and then Master Shane did the same.
I had to protect Dodo. I didn’t want it to fall for a man who would exploit it. It’s safe with Christophe. I bred it that night to reinforce in him what its purpose is. I’m an Alpha, it’s a faggot. Alphas use faggots.
In Master Shane’s words you hear the cold mechanics of the Hierarchy at work. It might be the most unflinching statement I’ve ever heard an Alpha make about faggots. It’s like listening to a lion discuss the gazelles it kills.
Master Shane admits some amount of torment over that fateful decision:
It wasn’t an easy decision, I had many sleepless nights, and I often wonder if I did the right thing, but when I look at Dodo and see how happy it is serving its brother, think I was right.
I cannot describe the feeling I had coursing through me while discussing this sensitive topic with such an overwhelming Alpha Male. When I say that Alphas are complex Men full of complicated emotions and dark, hidden places, I’m talking about an Alpha like Master Shane. I could feel his power and focus vibrating in every word. It was like standing at the edge of a yawning chasm and feeling the empty space pull my body toward it.
As a faggot, it’s not my place to judge the rightness of wrongness of Master Shane’s actions. But I choose to take his advice, and just focus on the fulfilled and happy life of Dodo today as proof that Master Shane’s method worked wonders.
And why did it work? Because Hierarchy is the truth. When utilized properly and with the right intentions, it yields the correct outcome every time.
Master Shane has been a proponent of Hierarchical values for his entire life, and continues to advocate for these standards in those around him. He has taught many straight Alphas about the purpose and use of faggots over the years. For instance, there was this straight Alpha friend he had prior to his marriage:
I told (the friend) I was using a faggot. He asked if I was gay, and I told him it’s got nothing to do with me being attracted to boys, that I just used them for my pleasure. He was curious, so I let him use my faggot and he absolutely loved it.
It continues to this day. Recently, Master Shane talked to an Alpha co-worker in his twenties:
He said he was so horny but didn’t want to cheat on his girlfriend back home, and I asked him why not use a faggot. He stared at me with big eyes ‘I’m not gay!’ and I said, of course not, and explained to him that using a faggot isn’t cheating.
So then he used a faggot and, of course, loved it as well. They always do!
So is Master Shane some sort of monster? Of course not! In fact, I think Master Shane understands Hierarchy better than almost every other Alpha on Earth. To him, Alphahood is a treasured and sacred commission. It’s a mantle he wears with pride, and he takes this unique position seriously.
We may not always understand why Nature does what she does, but we can look at the world and see that it is good because of her actions. The Hierarchy – and Master Shane’s actions within it – operate the same way.
Rather than judge him, focus on the good that has come from him, and give him praise.
I spoke to young Tristan today after the events of the last two days (chronicled in my first controversial Tristan post HERE) had been given some perspective with a decent amount of sleep. Tristan said his ass was sore, but, other than that, he was doing okay.
More importantly, Tristan had decided that he wanted to go back over to Sebastian’s house at 8pm as ordered.
I asked him repeatedly if he was sure he wanted to do that, and he insisted that he did. Is this Stockholm Syndrome? I wondered to myself. If so, Tristan developed it quickly; my post-rape syndrome didn’t settle in for at least a year after it happened. But everybody’s different, of course.
Then Tristan said, “He told me to bring beer with me.” My heart sank a little, knowing what worse things could happen with young straight Men and booze. “I’m not going to do that, though,” added Tristan defiantly, “serving them shouldn’t mean I have to pay for their stuff.”
And that’s when I realized – Tristan isn’t exactly the victimized doormat he’s been labeled by some well-meaning Alphas *. And I ultimately realized that Tristan must make his own decisions in order to live the life he wants to build for himself.
Hopefully this latest decision will turn out well!
* To all of the well-intentioned Alphas labeling me a rape apologist or castigating me for spreading disinformation, I tell you this: you are not faggots. You do not process events the same way we do. You do not have the kinds of needs faggots do.
There is a reason why your own faggots take some of the extreme abuse you dish out. There is a reason why many faggots go above and beyond, performing some of the most outrageous and even dangerous acts ever witnessed.
Faggots have a self-destruct sequence programmed into them. We go over the top so that Men will notice us, and Men will use us. The risks are immaterial to a true faggot, only the reward. Service thirty Men in a club? CHECK. Stick mason jars up our ass? CHECK. Go deeply into debt at the command of a Man? CHECK. And on and on.
When a faggot takes a beating by YOUR hand or is taken roughly without permission, then it’s okay. After all, you’re in control of that situation. But seeing a faggot endure similar circumstances with unknown Men suddenly rings alarm bells. That makes no sense.
As for me, I understand the thing driving Tristan and other faggots (most notably Alexander) to pursue the things they do. I might not always agree with them, and I might worry, but ultimately I understand why they made their choice.
Read that again: “They made their choice.”
I am simply reporting the news, the tough truths of the Alpha/fag dynamic and the Hierarchy in general. I’ve lived it, I know what works and what doesn’t work, and I have a pretty fair sense of what is right and wrong FOR ME.
This website has been and will continue to be a beacon in the night for faggots everywhere, and even some Alphas. I’m laying out the truth like a variety of appetizers and entrees on a big banquet table. My visitors are welcomed to sample whatever they desire at that time. They can also find heftier portions if they so desire.
I only provide the meal. They get to make the choice of what to eat.
Until now, I pretty much had Master Dylan pegged as something of a Destroyer Alpha. He has a sadistic streak, he ruts mercilessly, and pretty much seemed to view faggots as things.
But events can occur to reveal the real heart of an Alpha.
The situation with Master Dylan’s faggots had pretty much stabilized into something resembling a routine. Fags Cody and Ethan had developed a nice rhythm as new roommates in the apartment arranged near Master Dylan’s house. Master Dylan was enjoying the close proximity of pussy, embarking on monumental breeding sessions like the 14-load marathon I chronicled recently. And the third faggot, a 17-year-old affectionately nicknamed “Pinky,” was still living at home with his family and getting bred when he could in between high school classes and homework/chores.
I said he WAS living with his family, as in past tense. Because sadly Pinky’s parents found out their son was gay and getting fucked by a Man, and that didn’t set well their Bible-trained consciences.
So they did what Jesus would do – they threw him out of the house.
Their rationale for this heartless move was their desire to protect Pinky’s younger brother from Pinky’s Satanic influence. Regardless, Pinky – a kid with no money and nowhere to do – was contemplating living in a car to survive (which is better than what many rejected LGBTQ face).
But Master Dylan found out about this injustice, and immediately demanded that Pinky stay in the apartment with his two fag brothers. Once more, Cody took the lead in helping settle Pinky into his new digs and feel comfortable there.
The bills in the apartment are covered by Master Dylan, Cody, and Ethan. Pinky handles the cleaning in the place. And, in another brilliant move, Master Dylan withholds loads from Pinky until the faggot can prove he’s done his homework. Alpha control at its best!
Once more, phony Christian values have been supplanted by natural law! Hierarchy is the only true religion!
You know what is so thrilling about the upper reaches of the Hierarchy? The POWER. It’s not that way in the bottom levels of the Hierarchy; faggots are largely all the same, and powerless. But in the rarefied air at the summit of the Hierarchical Order, you have Apex Alphas jockeying with Supreme Alphas for dominance, while sub-Alphas try to elbow their way into the Alpha class above them. Although generally unspoken, Men are acutely aware of these subtle differences between each other. Mutterings of “I’m better than that guy” morph into all-out power struggles.
From my perspective as a faggot, it’s a glorious thing to witness.
Well, I’m here to say that the Hierarchy has a new King. A new God. He comes in the form of a 17-year-old Apex Alpha named Master Kyle, son of Apex Alpha Sir Rob. Yesterday my Master Kyle had an experience that, like his recent experiences with his faggots, changes everything.
In Episode #19 of the Hierarchy podcast (CLICK HERE) I hinted that Master Kyle was getting signals from his hot new twenty-something neighbor, the wife of a beta male. And Master Kyle, tired of being quarantined away from his girlfriend and his faggots, was determined to fuck her. Not only fuck her, but also cuck her husband.
Well, that happened yesterday. Actually, it went beyond anything I’ve ever heard of before.
I’m going to shut up and let my Master Kyle tell it:
I SWEAR TO KYLE (i.e. GOD) that there is NO MAN LIVING who has ever had an experience like that at age 17! NONE!
The suggestion I gave to Master Kyle on how to humiliate and cuck the husband (if he got the chance) was more of a pie-in-the-sky dream scenario of mine (what the fuck do I know about cucking a Man? I’m a faggot), but Master Kyle did it with confident ease! The “kissing of the balls” part came courtesy of Sir Rob, and Master Kyle did that, too!
AMAZING!
I asked Master Kyle how he felt afterward. His answer was simple and direct:
“I feel like a King.“
I was absolutely VIBRATING while reading this jaw-dropping account! The power is barely-contained within Master Kyle’s body at this point. He’s like a ten thousand megaton nuclear bomb melting down and desperate to explode. You can almost sense the bending of light and space around him as he moves through our world.
However, he is not part of our world.
The rules we are forced to obey in the everyday world have no hold on Master Kyle. Not anymore. He cast aside those last shackles, and he is free. He has ascended to the highest heights of Alphahood. If there is something higher than an Apex Alpha, then he is it. It probably bears a title spoken in a language inaudible to the ears of mortals.
Now the Earth and its inhabitants are the property of Master Kyle. He picks and chooses what he wants, and then he takes it. He is being groomed to be a Protector Alpha by his great Protector Alpha father.
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!
The other night I received a text from Master Yannick. He said that he thinks there is a young faggot in his department at work. He decided he was going to hunt it down and fuck it sometime during that shift.
Alas, the great Protector Alpha was too busy to fuck the faggot at work.
“I didn’t get to fuck the bitch at work,” said Master Yannick, “but I passed him a note to be at my place at 9 pm.”
“What was its attitude?” I asked.
“I didn’t wait for a response or for it to read it. Just passed it on while I walked by,” replied Master Yannick.
ALPHA CONFIDENCE!
Of course, the work faggot (human name: David, here called “bitch”) showed up at Master Yannick’s place – ten minutes early – and completely stunned Fionn, Master Yannick’s owned faggot. Here’s Master Yannick’s version:
I made the bitch mine last night. It was a bit of a drama with my faggot, but I put it in its place.
Well, first the bitch was ten minutes early. I slapped it and told it, that when I say 9 I mean 9. I told it to get naked and the faggot was standing there, mouth open, clearly struggling for words. I told it to close its mouth as I got my cock out and started to fuck the bitch’s face. Tears were shooting into the faggots eyes and it started to cry. It asked why I was doing this and if it wasn’t enough, blah, blah, blah. I told it to shut up, But it only got worse.
I came down the bitches throat, then I walked over to the faggot and slapped it. It was literally throwing a tantrum by then.
Then I told it to kneel in the corner, facing the wall, while I was fucking the bitch’s ass. The faggot was sobbing in its corner as I shot a big load up the bitch’s ass. Then I told the faggot to crawl up to me, and had it clean my cock. It was still sobbing. It refused to open its mouth to clean it, so I had to slap it again, and it opened its mouth. I forced my cock down its throat, cleaning it, while fucking its throat. I didn’t feed it my cum, though, when I was to cum I pulled out and shot it into the bitches face.
I told the faggot to go and kneel in its corner again and I placed the bitch at my feet at the sofa and had it lick my cock and balls while I was watching tv. I told the faggot to get me a glass of wine and a snack, and then I had it kneel in the corner again, facing the wall. I think it was under shock.
When I was hard again I fucked the bitches ass again and shot another load inside it. Then I told it to leave and that it should be at my place anytime our shifts would allow it. It thanked me and left.
You will recall that Fionn has had some trouble accepting its place in relation to Master Fionn. This demonstration by him is a rather powerful use of something I’ve called “The Nuclear Option” many times on this blog. I’ve had Alphas do something similar with me, and it was devastating and effective. Seeing MY Alpha using someone else while I was forced to watch will be forever etched in my mind.
As it will now be etched in Fionn’s mind: we are disposable and replaceable.
The lesson continued after the work faggot left.
The faggot had to sleep on the floor as punishment. I told it, that it’s got nothing to do with it, when I fuck another bitch, and it needs to understand it. I won’t tolerate a jealous bitch.
WOW!
For good measure Master Yannick went to work the next day and fucked his new conquest twice in a storage room!
While Master Yannick’s technique might feel a little harsh, it will ultimately yield peaceable fruit. Fionn is being refined in the fires of Master Yannick’s discipline. And a Man only takes this kind of attention and care with his craft if he intends to keep it for life.
Fionn is a piece of property Master Yannick intends to keep, so it must be perfect!
It’s been a little while since I’ve been able to talk to my Master Sir Rob, the glorious Apex Alpha father of Apex Alpha son Master Kyle. The coronavirus pandemic has caused him to work many long hours.
That’s right – he works in the medical field. And right now he finds himself on the front lines of a terrible fight. Suffering and death surrounds him right now. Hopelessness is a persistent companion. He is currently quarantined from his wife and kids, leaving him alone in this fight.
Yet there he is, from dawn until late in the evening, desperately trying to save lives while putting his own at risk.
That is the essence of the Protector Alpha. When the need is great, they become greater.
But Sir Rob isn’t the only Apex Alpha struggling to conquer the coronavirus outbreak. Master Yannick is also in the medical field. I’ve spoken to him as he was getting up at 3am to go into work after a late finish the night before.
Both of these stunning, jaw-dropping Alphas are exhausted right now. They are working on fumes, battling to rescue as many as they can from this great societal catastrophe. And remember, they’re doing it at great risk to their own safety and health! All day every day they’re risking exposure to an insidious and terrifying new enemy.
Yet there they are, standing where we would expect only superheroes and gods to tread, and fighting with all of their great power and strength!
Protector Alphas don’t always literally save the world from titanic disasters like this. Sometimes it’s smaller, more personal, yet no less significant. I think, of course, of my beloved Master Nick. One example – when he saw the faggot Lee tossed out of the house by his homophobic father, Master Nick swooped in and paid for the faggot’s college tuition. He didn’t have to do that. He did it anyway.
But then, of course, was Master Nick’s bold defense of his faggot Alex after Alex was raped by Matt. Not only did Master Nick confront Matt, but he also held Alex and comforted him in very tender ways as Alex recovered.
Incredible Men meet incredible moments.
Our world needs more Protector Alphas. It’s so easy to be a Destroyer Alpha, and the world is littered with them and the results of their ruin. Every day Destroyer Alphas crush and break and discard the will and hope of good people.
Protector Alphas build. They unite. And, of course, they protect the weak and defenseless. They stand up when the average male kneels. They fight when the average male cowers. They are our real-life superheroes. They are gods made flesh.
They are why faggots worship.
I cannot thank Protector Alphas enough for their powerful example. They have changed my life over the years, and continue to teach me things (like chastity) even today. To that end, I’m making a site change. Below are new site badges I will be installing to honor these three Protector Alphas mentioned here on the site.
It is a simple gesture to honor these great Men I love and respect with all of my heart.
Master Nick spent a large chunk of yesterday trying to repair the damage caused by Master Matt’s rape of his faggot Alex (CLICK HERE). He even went so far as to apply a cream to Alex’s swollen pussy and clean Alex’s cage and clit.
These ministrations made Alex feel better. However, Master Nick had come to the end of his patience. So he grabbed his brother Master Nikola and went to Master Matt’s condo to confront him.
It was a clear statement, a show of force against the wolf stalking their henhouse.
The two Alphas marched over to Master Matt’s apartment. However, Master Nick was stunned when Master Matt opened the door, and there, in the apartment, was another faggot Matt was preparing to rape. His rage was instant. He demanded that the faggot leave the apartment immediately, which it did.
Then came a long, loud tirade by Master Nick. With Master Nikola standing at his back, Master Nick tore into a humiliated Master Matt for what he did to Nick’s defenseless faggot.
At one point, Master Matt said, “Who cares? They’re only faggots!” This statement nearly caused Master Nick to punch a hole in Master Matt’s head. Master Matt later said, “I thought Nick was going to kill me.”
In the end, Master Nick made it clear: Matt was not allowed to approach any of his faggots ever again.
After the confrontation ended, it was clear that Master Nick’s bold stance had devastated Master Nikola. It was Nikola’s mismanagement that originally put Alex in danger, and I don’t think Nikola had viewed the faggots in such noble and responsible terms before that confrontation occurred. Master Nick’s bold stance taught Nikola the depth of true faggot ownership.
As for Master Matt, I’m not sure the lessons have made any impression. I spoke to him at length today. And when I chewed him out for preparing to rape another faggot a day after he raped poor Alex, he replied, “I have my needs, too.”
This statement, of course, enraged me. There simply isn’t any way to justify that level of violence as being a “need” of a Man, and I let him know that in unvarnished terms.
When I was done, a relatively-silent Matt finally asked, “Do you think I need some therapy?” What could I say? It’s pretty clear that Master Matt has a dangerous and destructive problem. And, even worse, he doesn’t seem to be fully committed to correcting the issue.
So thank goodness we have Protector Alphas like Master Nick standing up for righteousness! Men like him heal the broken-hearted and defend the weak.
The world is filled with cruel and violent Men eager to tear apart and use the innocent. They will not succeed. Master Nick and his true Alpha brothers stand against them, and are destined to defeat them!
This is a new thread merging the true stories of straight Alpha Nick and straight Alpha Nikola as they begin a new adventure of full-time faggot Ownership! CLICK HERE for these new stories in chronological order!
My beautiful Master Nick spent most of the last two days dealing with personal issues and spending time with his girlfriend, so he wasn’t physically present in the house when everything happened between Alex and Master Matt. He had been keeping tabs on the developments remotely, but he was largely distracted.
But once he found out what happened, he made a beeline for the apartment.
When he arrived, he found Master Nikola holding his broken faggot in his arms. It was the least Master Nikola could do after making the deal with Master Matt that led to Alex’s rape. It was a stunning lapse of character and judgment on Master Nikola’s part, and he realized it too late.
Master Nick knew it, too. So he ordered all of the faggots to retreat to the bedrooms and close the doors.
What followed was Master Nick dressing down his Alpha brother in stark terms. Master Nick’s screaming was loud enough to be plainly heard throughout the apartment. At one point Master Nick told Master Nikola that their faggots are important and should be treated with respect. He emphasized that the faggots are not to be traded out as sex objects for use by friends.
Master Nikola sat in shameful silence as Master Nick tore into him. It was a moment of absolute clarity in a day muddied with shock and fear.
The faggots huddled in the bedroom listened carefully to the long diatribe in reverential awe. Chin said he started to cry at Master Nick’s powerful words. They were all lifted up and inspired by the noble defense of their great champion Master Nick.
I don’t think many Alphas appreciate exactly how faggots view them. To us, Alphas are superheroes, mythical and all-powerful. We kneel at their feet because we know that we are safe beneath their long shadow. Where we are broken and weak, they are strong and complete. It’s why we worship them and surrender all of our life to them.
Master Nick is an Alpha who does understand the great responsibility he carries upon his wide shoulders. He knows that his faggots are his prized possessions, his favorite puppies. He knows that he is their Master, their King, their God. He knows he is all things to these faggots who have placed their lives in his powerful hands.
And so, on occasion, Master Nick must become an avenging angel, a defender of righteousness. He must right the wrongs committed against the glory of his Kingdom.
Even when the wrongs are committed by an Alpha brother he trusted.
Any misconceptions anyone had about Master Nick’s expectations within his Kingdom were slashed and burned today. He simply will not tolerate disrespect, cruelty, and mismanagement. He will not tolerate any abuse of his faggots – EVER.
It’s sad that Alex had to suffer for this point to be made, but now that it has been made, there will never be another question about it. Master Nick’s word is Law, and it will be obeyed.
Alex will be safe now. Master Nick has returned. His great, powerful arms are wrapped around Alex, his calm, steady care comforting the broken faggot. The storm winds will not toss him anymore, and the rains will never wet him. Master Nick will be his shield and his sword. Where Master Matt and Master Nikola were Destroyer Alphas, Master Nick showed he was the truest Protector Alpha of them all.
Master Nick is what an Alpha should be to the faggot he owns. And it is righteous, just, and good.
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!
When Men discover and comprehend the great power Nature bestowed upon them, a choice must be made. It’s a difficult choice, one that should involve sober reflection and consideration. It all hinges on a deeply personal question:
How should a Man use his power?
We live in a world where so many Men use their power for terrible things; shocking acts of violence, greed, hatred, and terror. They lash out in hideous ways against the innocent and weak simply because they can.
These types of Alphas (if they can properly even be called such) are what Sir Titus once called “destroyer Alphas.” These are Alphas who employ their strength and Hierarchical status to intimidate, harass, bully, crush, and harm those defenseless inferiors cowering in terror around them.
The BDSM fetish community is rife with destroyer Alphas. These sadists relish the pain they inflict on the faggots and females they enslave. They like the breakdown of the human spirit, the inhuman cries of their afflicted victims, and the physical marks their form of domination leaves on the bodies of lesser humans.
Many Alphas begin their Alphahood as destroyer Alphas. It’s the nature of young Manhood, sowing their oats and testing the limits of their powers. They often move in packs at that stage, pushing each other to deeper and darker depths of depravity. They use people at will, reveling in the easy submission of the weak and helpless. They bask in the worship and respect their aggressive dominance commands.
But after this early stage of Alpha development, the cream separates from the milk, and a new class of Alpha emerges – Protector Alphas. These are Alphas whose inherent sense of goodness, fairness, and duty override the base instincts powering destroyer Alpha tendencies.
Protector Alphas are real-life superheroes.
They gladly accept the worship and submissive service of those faggots and females they own, but each one in their care feels safe and appreciated. A Protector Alpha seeks to stabilize and support those serving Him even during the deepest moments of submission.
A Protector Alpha will look across a road, see an injustice, and move to act. A Protector Alpha is the first one running into a burning building, or assisting the elderly, or stopping cruel acts against minorities and the weak. They take up the cause of righteousness in their strong arms and carry it to completion.
When I say that Alphas are gods, I’m specifically talking about these Protector Alphas. Protector Alphas are the very best a Man can be, the purest distillation of Masculinity.
I have largely served Protector Alphas in my life. I credit this long time serving Protector Alphas with some of my sense of self-worth despite being a faggot. These great Men used me thoroughly, of course, but they always took time to reassure me that I was valuable property or provide aftercare when things got rough. Even just a “good boy” from a Protector Alpha makes a world of difference to a faggot.
For the longest time on this blog I couldn’t find many examples of Protector Alphas, because sites in this community typically favor destroyer Alphas. There were some standout examples, though – @natural-hung-bull, @straightalphamike, @firstamongmen, @alphaexploits, @alpha-dade, @thealphatank – but they were hard to find.
But recently I have uncovered some spectacular Protector Alphas out in the wild. The best examples are Master Nick and Master Nikola, the straight gods in Toronto who own four live-in faggots. Yes, they use their faggots thoroughly. However, their faggots all know their service is appreciated and they have the protection of their owners at all times. These two Protector Alphas paid large sums of money to rescue their faggot Lee from the homophobia of his father. Master Nick recently rescued his faggot Yul from a homophobic attack on campus.
Master Nick and Master Nikola are two of the greatest Protector Alphas I’ve ever known. The example of their lives should inspire other Alphas to raise their game and become better than the base instincts of ordinary Men.
Then, of course, are the examples of two more Protector Alphas I’ve featured here recently – Sir Rob and his teen Alpha son Master Kyle. My Master Sir Rob used his outstanding wisdom and respect for the masculine institution of Alphahood to seek out faggots in order to train his son properly. Every time I speak with Sir Rob, a shiver ripples through my body just from his words and how he expresses his deep knowledge of Alphahood and his own power. He is magical. The faggots who serve him will never fear or be left feeling like a discarded cumrag.
But it’s Master Kyle that is a real jewel currently being carved from the rock Alpha Manhood. I recently mentioned to Sir Rob that his son was still in the “destroyer” phase of his Alphahood, and while he didn’t disagree (after all, Master Kyle is currently leveling cities with his rut like some sort of big-dicked Godzilla), he cautioned that Master Kyle’s age likely had something to do with it. He sees great promise in his son, and I do as well.
To that end, I want to relate a story Master Kyle shared with me:
When I was younger, in my first year of high school, there was this kid in my grade at school. He was your stereotypical “gay kid” you know. Very girly, but very shy. I was not very close with him but I knew him. He was very sweet, a very good guy. But he always had this group of three boys, always on him, laughing of him, sometimes beating him up. One day, they made him cry outside, because they were laughing of him and his mother. ( His mother was sick and had no hair) That was too much for me. I confronted the guys, and as always I ended up in a fight. I beat up the leader and another before a teacher could arrive and separate us. I got detention. At the end of my detention, the gay kid was waiting for me. He thanked me and hugged me. They never bothered him again. Every time I saw him at school, he’d always say hi and give me a warm smile.He finally moved to another state. I remember that today and realized that it was my alphahood speaking again, telling me how to act. Even when I didn’t know, it was there, deep in me.
Then Master Kyle added this:
I always had this feeling in my stomach whenever I saw something not right or an injustice. Was it my alphahood speaking?
Indeed, it was, and speaking loud and clear!
Protector Alphas like these four Men are simply the greatest beings on the earth. They are the reasons why faggots submit their lives to serve them, why we gladly debase ourselves to satisfy their every whim and desire. These are the gods worthy of worship and praise, worthy of any sacrifice or pain in their service.
These four Men specifically have humbled me so deeply that I have decided to finally go into chastity for the very first time. To honor their greatness. To acknowledge their vast superiority over not only me, but also over all of those destroyer Alphas pretending to take their thrones.
By locking up my useless clit, I salute these greatest Alphas and their Manhood. What an honor it is to serve Protector Alphas!
To the destroyer Alphas out there, look at these examples and learn to use your power for good, not evil!
To all Protector Alphas, I say THANK YOU for being the true Kings of the Earth!
