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1-fag tax—-give till it hurts but not till you’re ruined.   A ruined fag is no help to an Alpha

2- Rimming—-licking an Alpha’s asshole is a supreme honor.  fags lick “as is” meaning an Alpha never has to even think about cleaning Himself before using the fags tongue

3- Cocksucking—this is a given.  NEVER bite or use teeth.  Learn deep throat skills by practicing an hour a night on dildo’s, getting progressively larger as you improve.  NO ALPHA SHOULD BE DISTRACTED BY A GAGGING FAGGOT.

4- Piss drinking…..get over it.  Drinking an Alpha’s piss is required.  It will make you stronger to have Alpha liquids in you.  Strong or weak, fags should suck it down like lemonade.

5-Sperm swallowing.  His DNA is a fags energy drink.  fags do not have natural Alpha strength.  Consuming Alpha load will help a fag to last longer to finish up fag chores.  Hold it in your mouth should He desire you to.  Gargle with it to show Him how you love and appreciate it.  ALWAYS THANK HIM FOR HIS GIFT OF FLUIDS. 

6-KEEP A FULL TIME JOB, AND A PART TIME JOB FOR MORE MONEY.  ALSO all of your free time SHOULD BE IN SERVICE OF HIM.  IF NOT SEXUALLY, THEN YOU SHOULD BE CLEANING, DOING CHORES, IRONING OR COOKING.  Do not expect a thank you, as it is you who should thank Him.  An idle fag is a lazy fag.  DON’T BE LAZY.  

7-Learn massage skills.  Alpha’s navigate this hard world aggressively  and need to be relieved of stress.  fags should massage for as long as an Alpha desires.  THIS DOES NOT EXCUSE YOU FROM COMPLETING CHORES.  If the Alpha requires a happy ending, ask if you may consume His seed.  A smart Alpha knows it is a reward and will decide accordingly.  Save your pennies and buy a top notch massage table.  This will make Him feel more comfortable.

8- Offer to do more and more.  If an Alpha decides to ask you to move in, DO IT.  Give up your apartment, pay Him the rent, for hopefully a dogs bed in the closet.  THIS HARDLY EVER HAPPENS, SO DO NOT TURN IT DOWN.  Remember, you are not a boyfriend, a partner or a friend.  you are His fag.  That means you keep quiet unless He needs you, and KEEP BUSY.  Ask to keep a deposit and months rent for the future should He decide to kick you out.  It will be His choice and you must deal with it.  I’ve been fortunate this year to serve 5 straight Alpha’s.  I DO NOT GET EMOTIONALLY ATTACHED TO THEM, BUT TO THE SERVICE.  i know i am just Their fag and don’t interfere with Their lives in any other way.  

9-Ask for punishment when you fuck up, and you will.  Don’t try to hide things.  If you break a dish, crawl to Him at the right time and let Him know.  Bring whatever tool you two have decided to use to discipline you with.  Be honest and thank Him for the discipline.  PARTICIPATE IN YOUR OWN PUNISHMENT.  It becomes a way in which you as a fag can learn and be controlled.  i fucked up bad on an Alpha’s laundry.  i asked if He would need to use a strap on me, and He declined.  He said He was raised with violence and doesn’t approve of it.  He did however raise my laundry tax by $10.00 a load.  It helped me to focus more.  

The Toilet Text said:

YOU ARE A TOILET LICKING FAG! COME CLEAN MY TOILET! I was fucking horny, but even more afraid of the consequences: however, I took my cell phone and dialed the number on the wall.

A dark toned voice replied: “What’s up – who’s there?”

I could hardly speak, I was fucked up nervous. “I call because of for your toilet ad!”

ARE YOU A SHITEATING FAGGOT?

OK – GET YOUR ASS TO ME AND MY DIRTY TOILET - COME OVER NOW! FAGGOT, GET YOUR TONGUE OVER HERE AND CLEAN MY FUCKIN TOILET! He sent an address by SMS and it was only 15 minutes away. I knocked on his apartment door and very quickly the door opened. There stood a stunning man in his late 20’s. Shirtless and in baggy gym shorts.

“You’re the toilet licker?” was all he said, staring at my shocked face. I hung my head and stammered a little. I was fucking scared. “I asked you a question, FAGGOT!” he said, raising his voice a bit. “ARE YOU THE TOILET LICKER?” “Yes.” “Say it and LOOK AT ME, you shit faggot.” I looked him in the eyes and with my face blushing and said, “I’m the toilet licker.”

He laughed long and hard and motioned me inside. There was no small talk. I was told to strip and stand outside the bathroom door.

He opened the bathroom door and turned on the lights. There was a toilet with the lid and seat up and deep yellow in piss.

“Call me TOILET BOSS.”

He stepped in front of the toilet and began to piss. He pissed mostly inside the bowl, but also sprayed the rim inside and out. He shook his dick when he stopped.

He then looked at me and said, “Well, get started, clean my fuckin’ toilet, FAGGOT!”

It had been less than one hour since he sent me his address and here I was dragging my tongue over this hot ALPHA’s piss filled and splattered toilet. Soon I smell something new and familiar. It’s a poppers bottle and “Toilet Boss” is telling me to take a hit. As my head swims he starts laughing again and starts taking photos and some video. After I had shined every reachable inch and drank down nearly the entire bowl of piss water, “Toilet Boss” could not hold his orgasm any longer. He pulled my head up, held my face and shot his cum all over my open mouth and face. I t was dripping off my lips, coated my tongue and was dripping both down my throat but off the sides of my mouth and nose. More photos. Within five minutes I was out of his apartment. He just told me to put my clothes on and get the fuck out. I went home and jerked off about four times. Three days past and “Toilet Boss” makes contact again. “Come over to the park near my house in ONE hour!”

Of course I went there and there he was shooting baskets. He walked off the courts and glanced at me just enough to indicate I should follow him into the park’s men’s room. As is his style there was no small talk - just right to work. “Lick these urinals. GO ON, FAGGOT – NOW!”

There were five wall mounted urinals. I hesitated as one might be expected to do in the middle of an afternoon at a public park. “Lotta guys use those urinals, come on, faggot, you like doin’ it. Lick the rotten piss of true men and suck into your stomach!” In my mind I counted one, two and on three I bent over and tasted the first one. My tongue was on fire from all the different piss and pubic hairs.

The poppers appeared again and within seconds I was on my knees in front of the urinal, fully clothed and licking and lapping every inch I could reach. “Toilet Boss” was jerking off and taking pictures of me once again. I heard him say: “Come here! Come over here!” In the far stall, the toilet was unflushed, broken or something. It was filled with several loads of shit from minimum 2 different guys. Shit was lying on top of shit.

There was hardly any water in the bowl just a pie of turds about ten inches tall. “Toilet Boss” told me to pick up a turd and put it in my mouth.

It turned out he made a video of me leaning over, picking up a turd and putting it in my mouth. I gagged a few times and then we heard someone coming. “Toilet Boss” pulled up his shorts and walked out.

I closed and locked the stall door in panic. I stood there petrified. Of course the turd had been spit back into the toilet but I could still taste the shit on my tongue. It was pretty well coated. Two more guys walked in and all three of them were pissing and talking back and forth. They began talking about how much it smelled like shit in this shitter! There was no toilet paper so I could not wipe anything. I waited for them to leave and then walked out of there as fast as I could and got into my car.

“Toilet Boss” was shooting baskets again, completely ignoring me and never even looking in my direction. I felt deeply ashamed and humiliated, but it also made me proud to be an alpha male’s toilet bitch.

I went home and of course jerked off once again to the whole scene. Just before I shot my load a text came in. A photo was downloading. YOU NASTY STUPID SHIT EATING TOILET FAG - YOU are MINE now! The photo sent was me with a turd sticking out of my mouth and that fucked up toilet clearly in view. I came soon after that and then the shame and regret took over right after in my brain.

I heard nothing for a couple more days until this afternoon. A text came in from a number I did not know or have seen ever before

Next to an unknown address it only said: YOU TOILET LICKING FAG - COME and EAT MY SHIT! I ignored it. Ten minutes later a new message and a fuckin photo. It was my nightmare déjà-vu.

There was the pic with me and the shit in my mouth at the park toilet. Below it had once again his address, adding: “My straight buddies WANT to see YOU EAT MY SHIT FROM A TOILET – they have never seen a shit pig like you - live and in person - SO BE HERE AT 11!”

There is no return for me:

You don’t have to worry about getting them pregnant.

You don’t have to use a condom.

You don’t have to buy them dinner, flowers or remember to tell them they look nice.

You don’t have to worry about whether they have an orgasm or not…because they shouldn’t.

You can watch porn or sports on TV while they suck your cock and they won’t be offended.

You can be as rough as you want…in fact, the rougher you are the more enthusiastic the fag will be.

When you’re done getting off, they know that they should just get the fuck out.

They don’t mind if you share them with your friends.

They don’t expect any reciprocation.

They will worship you like the God that you are.

You don’t have to worry about getting them pregnant.

You don’t have to use a condom.

You don’t have to buy them dinner, flowers or remember to tell them they look nice.

You don’t have to worry about whether they have an orgasm or not…because they shouldn’t.

You can watch porn or sports on TV while they suck your cock and they won’t be offended.

You can be as rough as you want…in fact, the rougher you are the more enthusiastic the fag will be.

When you’re done getting off, they know that they should just get the fuck out.

They don’t mind if you share them with your friends.

They don’t expect any reciprocation.

They will worship you like the God that you are.

The Toilet Text said:

YOU ARE A TOILET LICKING FAG! COME CLEAN MY TOILET! I was fucking horny, but even more afraid of the consequences: however, I took my cell phone and dialed the number on the wall.

A dark toned voice replied: “What’s up – who’s there?”

I could hardly speak, I was fucked up nervous. “I call because of for your toilet ad!”

ARE YOU A SHITEATING FAGGOT?

OK – GET YOUR ASS TO ME AND MY DIRTY TOILET - COME OVER NOW! FAGGOT, GET YOUR TONGUE OVER HERE AND CLEAN MY FUCKIN TOILET! He sent an address by SMS and it was only 15 minutes away. I knocked on his apartment door and very quickly the door opened. There stood a stunning man in his late 20’s. Shirtless and in baggy gym shorts.

“You’re the toilet licker?” was all he said, staring at my shocked face. I hung my head and stammered a little. I was fucking scared. “I asked you a question, FAGGOT!” he said, raising his voice a bit. “ARE YOU THE TOILET LICKER?” “Yes.” “Say it and LOOK AT ME, you shit faggot.” I looked him in the eyes and with my face blushing and said, “I’m the toilet licker.”

He laughed long and hard and motioned me inside. There was no small talk. I was told to strip and stand outside the bathroom door.

He opened the bathroom door and turned on the lights. There was a toilet with the lid and seat up and deep yellow in piss.

“Call me TOILET BOSS.”

He stepped in front of the toilet and began to piss. He pissed mostly inside the bowl, but also sprayed the rim inside and out. He shook his dick when he stopped.

He then looked at me and said, “Well, get started, clean my fuckin’ toilet, FAGGOT!”

It had been less than one hour since he sent me his address and here I was dragging my tongue over this hot ALPHA’s piss filled and splattered toilet. Soon I smell something new and familiar. It’s a poppers bottle and “Toilet Boss” is telling me to take a hit. As my head swims he starts laughing again and starts taking photos and some video. After I had shined every reachable inch and drank down nearly the entire bowl of piss water, “Toilet Boss” could not hold his orgasm any longer. He pulled my head up, held my face and shot his cum all over my open mouth and face. I t was dripping off my lips, coated my tongue and was dripping both down my throat but off the sides of my mouth and nose. More photos. Within five minutes I was out of his apartment. He just told me to put my clothes on and get the fuck out. I went home and jerked off about four times. Three days past and “Toilet Boss” makes contact again. “Come over to the park near my house in ONE hour!”

Of course I went there and there he was shooting baskets. He walked off the courts and glanced at me just enough to indicate I should follow him into the park’s men’s room. As is his style there was no small talk - just right to work. “Lick these urinals. GO ON, FAGGOT – NOW!”

There were five wall mounted urinals. I hesitated as one might be expected to do in the middle of an afternoon at a public park. “Lotta guys use those urinals, come on, faggot, you like doin’ it. Lick the rotten piss of true men and suck into your stomach!” In my mind I counted one, two and on three I bent over and tasted the first one. My tongue was on fire from all the different piss and pubic hairs.

The poppers appeared again and within seconds I was on my knees in front of the urinal, fully clothed and licking and lapping every inch I could reach. “Toilet Boss” was jerking off and taking pictures of me once again. I heard him say: “Come here! Come over here!” In the far stall, the toilet was unflushed, broken or something. It was filled with several loads of shit from minimum 2 different guys. Shit was lying on top of shit.

There was hardly any water in the bowl just a pie of turds about ten inches tall. “Toilet Boss” told me to pick up a turd and put it in my mouth.

It turned out he made a video of me leaning over, picking up a turd and putting it in my mouth. I gagged a few times and then we heard someone coming. “Toilet Boss” pulled up his shorts and walked out.

I closed and locked the stall door in panic. I stood there petrified. Of course the turd had been spit back into the toilet but I could still taste the shit on my tongue. It was pretty well coated. Two more guys walked in and all three of them were pissing and talking back and forth. They began talking about how much it smelled like shit in this shitter! There was no toilet paper so I could not wipe anything. I waited for them to leave and then walked out of there as fast as I could and got into my car.

“Toilet Boss” was shooting baskets again, completely ignoring me and never even looking in my direction. I felt deeply ashamed and humiliated, but it also made me proud to be an alpha male’s toilet bitch.

I went home and of course jerked off once again to the whole scene. Just before I shot my load a text came in. A photo was downloading. YOU NASTY STUPID SHIT EATING TOILET FAG - YOU are MINE now! The photo sent was me with a turd sticking out of my mouth and that fucked up toilet clearly in view. I came soon after that and then the shame and regret took over right after in my brain.

I heard nothing for a couple more days until this afternoon. A text came in from a number I did not know or have seen ever before

Next to an unknown address it only said: YOU TOILET LICKING FAG - COME and EAT MY SHIT! I ignored it. Ten minutes later a new message and a fuckin photo. It was my nightmare déjà-vu.

There was the pic with me and the shit in my mouth at the park toilet. Below it had once again his address, adding: “My straight buddies WANT to see YOU EAT MY SHIT FROM A TOILET – they have never seen a shit pig like you - live and in person - SO BE HERE AT 11!”

There is no return for me:

The best faggots are vessels not only for cock, but also for piss. Here are 25 tasks for toilet fags to partake in as part of their training:

Stick your head in your toilet at home and flush.

Visit the mensroom at your local bar, fast food restaurant, gas station—whatever’s convenient—and clean the urinals with your tongue. Piss stains, stray pubes, loogies, cigarette butts—whatever’s on or in the urinal should end up in your mouth, then in your belly.

For a whole day, collect your piss or your Sir’s piss in bottles; at the end of the day, use an enema to douche yourself with the piss.

Challenge yourself to make a tasty “cock”-tail that utilizes piss and alcohol as main ingredients (along with whatever other mixers and ingredients you deem appropriate), then post the recipe online for your fellow faggots to make at home.

Take some empty milk jugs to the local gas station, mall, truck stop, etc., and fill them with piss and toilet water you find in the toilets. Take the jugs home and use them to bathe with.

Ask your Sir to fill a water bottle with his piss. Go to the gym and exercise. Use His piss to hydrate.

Visit a local leather or kink bar and kneel beside the urinals. Spend an hour or two there and see what the Men do. Will they laugh? Will they piss on you? Will they ignore you? Will they piss down your throat? Whatever they do, you must stay put and behave like you’re just another one of urinals.

Get a popsicle mold and fill it will your piss or your Sir’s piss. Freeze. Enjoy a tasty frozen treat, or use the piss-cicle to fuck yourself.

Drop three apples into a piss-filled toilet. Get on your knees. Go bobbing for apples!

Visit a bar. Remove your underwear in the mensroom. Ball them up and put them in a urinal beside the urinal cake. Return an hour or a few hours later. Fetch your underwear, which should now be soaked with piss. Put them back on and wear them the rest of the night.

Visit your local truck stop. Scour the grounds and garbage cans to find a “trucker bomb” (a container a truck driver used to piss in while He was on the road). Chug it.

Go on Craigslist and advertise yourself as a urinal, either in your own home or in a secure public restroom somewhere. Establish “office hours” during which the “urinal” will be open and invite Men to come empty their bladder. Keep a tally of how many piss loads you drink.

Visit a bathhouse. Write “urinal” on your lower back and draw an arrow pointing to your cunt. Bend over and allow Men to come deposit their piss when they need to take a pee break.

Purchase a piss gag. Use it.

Hungry? Go to a mensroom. Bring a piece of bread with you. Use the bread to wipe the rim of the urinals. Eat up.

When you brush your teeth, use piss instead of water to wet the toothbrush.

Forbid yourself from using the toilet for a day. Instead, pee in bowls, glasses, etc. Store it in the fridge. At the end of the day, you must drink everything that you pissed out over the course of the day.

Have Your Sir piss all over the toilet and floor. Use your tongue to clean it up.

Instead of milk, eat your morning cereal with piss.

Soak a pair of underwear with your piss or your Sir’s piss. Wring the undies out into your mouth.

Fill a glass with piss — yours or your Sir’s. Drink it with a straw.

Fill a jug with piss. Use it to wash your hair. The piss must be used to create lather, and to rinse the lather from your hair. Style your hair as usual before you leave the house.

Piss yourself in public.

Make a can of condensed soup for lunch. Like chicken noodle. Instead of adding a can of water, add a can of piss.

Visit a bar with your Sir. Order Him a beer. When He’s done, have Him take it to the restroom and fill it with His piss. This is to be your “beer,” which you will drink in front of all the other bar patrons as if were real beer.

The following is a list of things that you should be doing. Not everything will apply in every case, and there may be things not on the list that work for you.

1. You must absolutely take total control of his orgasms!

You must get him to wear a chastity device of some kind.

You should put it on him yourself and only you should hold the key.

Let him out at your discretion only and only for teasing or release.

2. Control your own feelings of guilt.

He should never be permitted to have any kind of orgasm without your permission.

If you feel he deserves an orgasm… Ruin it!

Remember, you can ruin several orgasms a day, but he can only have one full one.

Full orgasms should be for very special occasions (no more than 3 or 4 per year).

3. You must get into his head!

Learn his fantasies and what turns him on.

Tease him with your words whenever possible.

Find out what humiliates him.

Use his humiliation whenever possible.

4. You must keep him sexually aroused as much as possible.

Talk sexy to him.

Tell him you are going to make him do something humiliating.

Fondle him, or let him fondle you.

Send him text messages with orders to do something sexual.

Make him give you orgasms frequently.

5. Make him do something humiliating.

Make him wear a butt-plug for a time.

Make him be naked when you are not.

Make him masturbate for you.

Always, ALWAYS make him eat his own cum no matter where it is deposited.

6. Punish him whenever he displeases you.

Don’t let him get away with anything!

Spank, paddle, or whip him.

Humiliate him in some way.

Put Bengay or Icy-Hot on his cock, balls, or anus.

Make him do anything he hates.

7. No matter what you are doing, or where you are, find ways to tease him.

Fondle him through his pants in public (or in private).

Whisper sexy or humiliating things in his ear.

I WILL SNIFF before licking. A Man’s ass deserves to be savored. Inhaling its odor is a sign of respect and reverence.

I WILL LICK INSIDE AND OUT. Licking only around a Man’s asshole — and not also inside it — is deeply offensive because it indicates the asseater thinks it is above the act of putting its tongue inside a shit chute. An asseater is NOT above the act. In fact, it is below it, literally and figuratively.

I WILL NOT HESITATE, no matter the condition of a Man’s ass. An asseater must have no fear and no trepidation. It doesn’t matter if a Man’s ass is clean or dirty, smooth or hairy, sweaty or downright shitty. An asseater must eat, completely and with gusto.

I WILL EAT ASS “AS IS.” See above. To expect a Man to bathe before feeding me His ass is disrespectful of a Man’s valuable time, not to mention the fundamental superiority that His ass possesses over my face. An asseater may not discriminate.

I WILL NOT TOUCH MYSELF when eating a Man’s ass. His pleasure is my own. Further, to divide my attention between His ass and my cock is discourteous; His ass deserves my full, undivided attention.

I WILL NOT TALK WITH MY MOUTH FULL, although it is acceptable in between bites to thank a Man for the privilege of eating His ass and to communicate how enjoyable the taste and odor is.

I WILL MAKE MYSELF AVAILABLE to eat a Man’s ass on His terms, to the best of my ability. A Man should never have to use toilet paper or soap to clean His ass when an asseater can do the job, instead.

I WILL KEEP EATING until told to stop, no matter what. An asseater is nothing more than a chair with the added feature of a tongue; therefore, a Man should be able to do anything while sitting on an asseater’s face that He can do while sitting in a chair, including but not limited to sitting full weight, farting, putting His feet up, etc. Further, a Man must feel free to sit on an asseater for as long as He would sit on a chair, whether minutes or hours.

I WILL PUT EATING BEFORE BREATHING. A Man should be able to sit on an asseater’s face — full weight — for as long as He likes. It’s not His responsibility to provide air to His asseater; it is only His responsibility to provide ass.

I WILL NOT PENETRATE a Man’s ass with my finger(s). A Man’s ass exists to be worshipped, sniffed, eaten and cleaned; only a faggot’s ass is for fucking, whether with finger, toy or cock, and a Man is NOT a faggot.