Fag Love Letter
Faggots Love Letter To An Alpha
Despite popular opinion, Fags can read and write too, and this is an exert from one of my faggots, I encouraged it to tell its story, no matter how painful it was, I forced it to tell the tale to ensure that no other faggot ever suffered this fate. This is a love letter from a faggot to me, and a story of woe. This faggot is 66 years old, and has served me for 2 years now, and in those 2 years I have learnt its ways and its life, and hence it’s a worthy tale about a faggot that lived a normal life until it retired and realised that it had lived the wrong life… it had never listened to that inner voice… and now it serves me and that real inner purpose…
It writes this love letter in the dawn of its awakening, It writes this love letter at the start of a new journey, as a lone seafarer looking out to sea before a long voyage ahead….
A gentle kiss across the endless sea, to a Master that rebirthed a faggot….
It knows its life has been long, and its relationships varied, but it has taken it all its life until now, to realise that It was the one thing It avoided all its life… A Faggot !!
It stands here now in its golden years, having added many branches to its family already… a father, a grandfather, a husband, a lover, a partner… but yet it’s not sorrow in its heart…its an ache…
It aches for the fag that It could have been, the faggot that would have worshipped at the feet of so many Alphas without being asked...
It aches for the faggot that It would have been, loyal, subservient, simple…
It pains for the faggot that its Alpha Masters would have experienced, the joys It would have given with its mouth and its asshole, the loves and praises It would have bestowed upon its worthy and Godly Master…
It cry’s for the faggot that never experienced the Masters infinite wisdom in its life… the experience of being in the company of one that knows all, when It was always one that knew nothing…
Tears flow for the fag whose flesh was not whipped bloody, by the Alpha that went too far…
It screams for the fag whose throat never felt the powerful hands of a Alpha Master choking the life from its body… the sublime dizziness of being overpowered and left breathless…
It weeps for the faggot that never felt the rage of a group of Alpha men ravaging and using its body for their own sexual needs, and then leaving it aside like worthless trash..
It gushes for the fag that left the life of a faggot all on the table, because it settled with trying to be normal, when it knew that it was nothing short of perfectly usable and could have been of use to an Alpha…
It vows to live each remaining day with an Alpha driven purpose, seeking to serve its Master, Master Mikey with all of its being, mouth, asshole and any other hole that HE might choose to make use off, it will be at his beckon call until its last breathe, being the thing it should always have been… A FAGGOT !!!
Faggot Lessons Learnt
I commanded this faggot to put into words the crime of its life… the loss, the wasted life of a faggot that could have been. I wish all you faggots to read this love letter and realise that its never too late to begin your right life, the life of service, the life of being under the Masters shadow, being in MY shadow.
DO NOT wait like this faggot, until there is no life left in your worthless body, make the right decision now and reach out to serve me. Be the best you by being the best you, for ME !
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