Date: Tue, 13 Sep 2011 20:55:09 -0500
From: CAMERON BROCK III <cameronbrock3@gmail.com>
Subject: IF HE HOLLER$ MAKE HIM PAY PART 2 (REVISED) GAY AUTHORITARIAN

IF HE HOLLER$ MAKE HIM PAY   Part 2

by

Cameron Brock III (cameronbrock3@gmail.com)

NOTE: I'm only 19 so don't expect a bunch of fancy writing from me.
Yeah, this really is my real name and email and all this shit really
happened. I know its sounds weird but it's all fucking true because
people really are like this. A guy couldn't make up all the freaking
stuff. Don't read it if you can't stand the truth about adults.



Some fag just wrote me wanting to send me something from amazon as a
tribute to me. That's only natural he should want to do that.It would
be cruel of me not to allow him to follow his natural inclinations of
worshipping a superior male. Fags send me stuff from amazon or fag tax
via paypal all the time. But it reminded me how much I like to take
from fags the stuff that is rightfully mine as a real man from a real
fag.

And then sort of turn it against them.

As a real male teen with a power-dick that enjoys screwing real pussy,
fag-stuff like that just makes me laugh. It's just plain fun.

Like guys who buy me shoes.

Sometimes I make them present me with these brand new shoes. You
should see how proud these naked faggots are to finally be able to
GIVE me something!

After they finish licking my feet clean, they put on my socks with
their teeth. Then fit my shoes on.  They sit there naked at my feet
beaming proudly at their little gift for me. Their minuscule cocklet
gets hard and they sit there like a puppy expecting to be patted on
the head.

But he's a faggot and doesn't deserve that.

Next of course I say, "Ökay spread your legs.  Put that little dick of
yours down on the floor."

The fag starts to look all worried, but he does it. He does it. His
little clit is quivering and spitting.  Hell, it's so tiny, so
shrunken that it can barely TOUCH the floor! He's gotta really push
down and spread his legs wide to get it to touch the floor.

What a sorry piece of equipment. Nature sure had a good laugh making a
bunch of nubby-dicked fags. That's why they were so obviously made for
guys like me to abuse.

The baby-clit even seems to shrink up more cause the little-pricked
faggot is scared.

Anyway, he knows what's coming.

I take my brand new shoes that the fag bought for me, and proceed to
step on his little clittie. Slowly applying more and more pressure, I
keep pressing  until the faggot is practically crying, pressing till I
squash his little dicklet like a bug.  Which it is, really.

The fag really screams when I'm putting all my weight on it. He
screams and crys and squirms cause he can't pull his babydick out from
under my crushing foot. And the crybaby fag doesn't have any recourse
but to start holding onto my leg for dear life, hugging it tightly,
begging, mewling, crying, clutching my leg while I just keep squashing
his fag clit/soul.

Sometimes I play another game with it.

Like stomp the bug.  I actually STOMP on his clit dick. Real fast and hard.

Watch'em scream. Of course the hollering fag tries to jump out of the
way, but hey, in my new shoes they bought me I'm feeling great!

So I kick'em around a little till the fag's willingly got his legs
obediently spread out for me again.

And I STOMP on it again. He's jumping all over the place, crawling,
sprawling, cringing, cowering, balled up and crying and begggin.

I tell cringing little queer that the more he resists, the more
stomping his little dick is gonna get.

(Not true. I'm going to do it for as long as I fucking feel like.)

So he tries like hell to keep offering it out to me. And of course, it
hurts like hell, but it's fun to watch fags squirm like that, his red
sore raw stomped-on dicklet.

And of course, that little weenie is going to ache for a few weeks
afterwards so that they're perpetually thinking about the punishment
they received cause they're clit is still aching.  Plus it's all
because they were stupid enough fags to give me that weapon against
them in the first place.

Even my old dirty shoes I fasten to their faces nose-first into my
sneakers with shoelaces, the way I told you I did with my first fag
Mr. Gifford. Tie it around their faces right in the very insides of
the sneaker so they crawl around like that all day inhaling my feet
smell, still trying to do chores for me.

I'm a pretty creative guy so I try to be original in other ways.  If
the cunt buys me a nice cellphone, I make sure to take pictures or
movies of him sucking my cock, maybe showing me a mouthful of my
creamy sperm.

I keep the pics just in case the fags I'm breaking get uppity or get
scared and want to back out. Maybe they're ashamed of how far they've
gone in their faggotry or how low they've sunk. They want to
disappear. That's when I promise to send their cocksucking pics to
their family and friends.

Or their office. That pretty much keeps them in their place. How
pitiful is that? Faggots so ashamed to be themselves. The only relief
they can get is sucking a man's cock.


Or if a fag gives me something like a vacuum cleaner.  You don't think
I'm the one who's going to be doing the vacuuming in my place, do ya??
 Fuck no! I make HIM do it, bare butt naked, from now on. Vacuuming my
condo. That's one of his weekly chores. Yeah, I might use it myself
occasionally, but only to stick his dick in the hose and watch him
squeal when it gets sucked in the tube.

If a fag gives me underwear I might wear it regular for a year, but
then I hand it back to him for some replacement underwear. I make him
wear the other underwear on his face, maybe all weekend, while i fuck
his mouth through the fly in the underwear, so I don't have to see his
stupid fag face all the time.

If he buys me a laptop of course I give him the assignment of making
him find me other cash fags, But also he gets to hunt the internet for
porn that turns him on.  Like I described before, I fill up several
wifi servers with what I call Fag TV. I make 'em listen to FagRadio
over and over till they practically have it memorized.

I give them the assignment of watching nothing else but that FagTv and
listening to FagRadio, maybe in a dark closet and maybe for an entire
day, so that they can better fixate in their minds.

When Mr. Begley my high school science teacher who turned out to be a
fag gave me the keys to his condo, he had no I idea I was going to
bring an entire fraternity of studs over there to use him as their
pledge fag.

A Pledge Fag has to suck off all the guys in the fraternity PLUS the
pledges, and then taking a whipping with the pledge paddle. Plus now
all the guys at the fraternity have keys to his condo and they've been
using that fag's mouth all summer.

I'm talking with one of the tougher fraternities around town about
helping me with some fag experiments, you know, using fags as our
slaves, training them to serve us. Hell I've even had some fags I've
mentioned it to actually VOLUNTEER to get caged up and used and
trained by a fraternity. That's

Mr. Jamison gave me a gift certificate to a health spa, and now I make
him spend all the time in the lockerroom while I'm working out.

I tell him he has to go up to at least three big guys and tell them
that he is a fag cocksucker and offer to suck their cocks.

Sometimes he gets the crap beat out of him, but a lot of times he ends
up with his mouth full of cum. I tell him he can't swallow the cum of
the last guy and always has to open up his mouth and show me his mouth
full of cum.

With gift cards I buy all sort of fun things for myself.  But every
once in awhile I'll buy an adult toy, like a leash, or a whip, or an
extra-large dildo. Add it to my personal arsenal of devices that
torture faggots because they deserve to feel more pain and I deserve
to enjoy laughing at it.

If they want to buy me dinner I usually take'em up on it.

I'm a growing boy, so I eat a hearty meal. Jumbo portions. Expensive
restaurants. Just that the fag doesn't get to eat a single bite.
Usually the fag understands his role so it sits obediently there while
I smilingly savor every morsel.

The fag has to sit there and watch me enjoy eating the feast he is
paying for.  Of course, the waiter thinks it's a bit strange that one
guy is eating everything and the fag across the table is just sitting
there, admiring me, basking in the honor of providing me sustenance,
but then I make the fag tip the waiter big too. If the waiter asks if
the fag wants something. I usually just plain out say, "No, I'm going
to feed the fag when we get home."  Most of the waiters just smirk.

Any food a fag buys me at home I might share with them when I feel
like it. You'll find that most of my fags stay pretty skinny,  mostly
because I always keep them hopping. They're not allowed much idle time
to think for themselves, mostly because the poor things are really
congenitally unable to think of anything but cocksucking anyway.
Besides they should be thinking about more and better ways to please
me.

But they're also skinny because they don't get to eat very much except
their especially formulated scientific fag food.  Crusts of bread, my
leftovers, steak gristle.  My cum.  Usually the fags stay so hungry
they're grateful to eat anything I throw to them on the kitchen floor,
which, of course, they lick spotless.

Of course not a bite of it goes to them without it doesn't have some
of my personal fluids on it in some way. That's required.

I might spit on it. Or piss on it. Or just cream it up real good with
my cum.  Sometimes I don't always have time to cum for them right that
minute, so of course I make them save up my sperm in little balloons
of condoms.  That way, when I'm not around and they're allowed to get
something to eat, they can just spread my man jelly onto whatever
little morsel I let them gobble.

Eventually fags start to crave their food like that.  It doesn't taste
right to fags without my teen jelly on it.  They can't eat it any
other way.

I'll talk more about the psychological importance of connecting
fucking and food in the training of your personal fag later.  I've
learned how important it is in breaking a fag plus in maintaining
their total obedience and servitude.

See, faggots are born with a need for constantly trying to ingest the
essence of a real man in some way.

It's because they don't have it themselves, and are constantly horny
to get it in one way or another,  even if they have to eat it off
stale toast.  Like I said, more about this later.

If they buy me a tennis racket, I make sure that they get spanked real
good and regularly with it. They'll even keep it mounted on their wall
so they can view their instrument of torture every day.  Or I might
spend some time practicing my backhand by having him stand naked in
the garage while I whack some tennis balls at him. You should hear the
stupid fag yelp when he gets beaned with one. He's always dancing
around, covering up his little balls. Even me and my friends will play
a type of raquetball with the stupid fag in the middle trying to dodge
everything.

Like I say, I'm really creative. Hell, if the stupid fucker had the
nerve to buy me a yo-yo or some lame-ass shit like that, first I'd
spend an evening just flinging it at him over and over again, bruising
him up good.  Then I'd tie the thing to his dicklit for about forever
and tell him to practice with his stupid yo-yo, making it bob up and
down until he was able to work it right. Fuck, he'd have to fucking
LIVE with his stupid yo-yo tied to his dick for the rest of his life.

Then he'd have to buy me a better gift. By this time he's so guilty
that he pledges to send me regular deposits of devotion via paypal, or
he gets me something really nice to make up for his stupidity and the
possible chance at getting near my cock again.

Modern media is great for brainwashing more obedient slaves, or making
sure they stay in their Fag Space, and I'll write more about
techniques for Fag Training later.

If they buy me something like an dvd player, or an mp3 player, I make
sure they listen to lots of "Fag Radio".

If you don't have your personal fag doing this already, you ought to
get started. That's sort of the equivalent of Fag TV, only it's
recordings of me abusing and laughing at my fags, or recordings of me
sharing my fags with a few of my other friends. Maybe even recordings
of the fag's very own humiliation. After a night of listening to
FagRadio over and over again, their obedience is hammered into their
subconscious and they're much more compliant and willing to please in
the morning.

I make'em listen to those recordings on REPEAT for about a week or so,
 earplugs constantly buzzing in their ears, so they have the sounds
engraved in their fucking memories.  Till the name-calling and the
screams and the begging gets embedded in their brains.  Those fags who
listen to Fag Radio are a helluva lot more obedient slaves after that.

One little cocksucker listened to it just one night and said he
realized he didn't feel right until he was paying me his fag tax every
saturday like clockwork. He confessed to me that he even looked
forward to the day, and felt sooo relieved several days afterwards
that he had even in some monetary way admitted his fagginess.  He said
to him it was also kind of a commitment to being a better cocksucker.
With ever payment he sent me, the more it sort of confirmed to him
that he was a lowly cocksucker. And when he felt this way, he
discovered that more real men were more willing to let him serve. Some
of his fag fantasies were finally coming to the surface and becoming
real. He said he was now sucking some cock at least every day.


One faggot in my class this first semester just recently finally broke
down into accepting his own faggotry. After he got finished blubbering
and begging, he offered to buy all my textbooks for the semester. That
was cool with me. I made him carry all all those books to class for
me. He'd be panting along behind me carrying a backpack full of heavy
textbooks and had to wait till I got seated till he placed them
properly on my desk and opened them respectfully to the pages the
class was studying.  Then the stupid fag had to run off late to his
own classes.  I'll tell you more about little Jimmy later. I've got
plans to really use and abuse him for the next four years.

I filled up his player with FagRadio and said, "Here, listen to this."

At first his eyes opened wide. Fag Jimmy couldn't believe what he was
hearing. He couldn't believe all the awful truthful things he was
hearing me say to/about him. He first looked a little disturbed, but
then his look turned to intrigue as he looked more and more intrigued
and listened and listened more and fell more and more under its spell.

I told him to keep it running in his ears and listen to it all day.

By evening he came panting to me door. He said, "It's true what you
say on the recording. I-I really Am a fag. I really AM a cocksucker!
That's all I think about all the time. Sucking cock. Licking balls.
Eating cock. Pleasing real. Oh god, you're soooo right. Please,
please, can I prove it to you? Can I suck your cock right now? I
really have this this strange need to be a really good cocksucker for
you."

He got on his knees with his mouth open. Practically fucking DROOLING!

I pulled out my cock and let the poor desperate fag suck his favorite
cock. But I made him keep listening to  his FagRadio the entire time.
In fact his homework is to keep listening to it all week. He says,
it's already given him a better vibe, that now straight guys seems to
know what a cocksucker he is and how to use him and he's sooo much
happier.






Any fags that wanna show their appreciation to a $uperior alpha male
like myself, feel free to $how me your appreciaton at paypal and/or
show me your gratitude by getting me something from my gift list at
amazon. If you send me letter at cameronbrock3@gmail.com just remember
I don't wa$te time just playing with fags who don't know how to show
their immediate and con$tant appreciation.

FagRadio

I now got a copy of a new improved FagRadio which was inspired by Fag
Gifford, but now I use on a lot of other fags to keep them under
control. They even beg me for a copy of it. So I made a CD which is a
sort of guided meditation CD of 45 minutes ME brainwashing YOU as a
constant reminder of what a lowlife cocksucker you are! It's sort of
like sleep-learning and cognitive therapy,  but a kind of guided
meditation for cocksuckers to learn to accept the fact that that was
what they were born for. Guys report that it already makes them more
submissive in everyday life interactions with superior men. And
Masters report that it makes their cocksuckers even faggier than ever.


Hell, even send some donation to Nifty.org for even giving you the ability
to fanta$ize your $icko fantasies like Dean Deere.

Later!