Date: Thu, 18 Oct 2012 18:04:01 -0500
From: CAMERON BROCK III <cameronbrock3@gmail.com>
Subject: IF HE HOLLER$ MAKE HIM PAY. PART 21. GAY- AUTHORITARIAN

IF HE HOLLERS MAKE HIM PAY.  PART 21.

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 it sounds weird but it's all fucking true because
people really ARE like this. A guy couldn't make up all the freaking
stuff (LOL). Don't fucking read it if you can't stand the fucking truth
about men and their fucking fags.


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The Office Fag

Yesterday I got on our "mess" transit system where all the seats were
taken.

In about 20 secs, the one truly submissive fag got up and offered me his
seat.
 I just took it.
 Didn't say thank you, no nothing.
 Just took it.
 As is my right.
 Took my seat and left the fag standing there. The fag stood there
obediently, the way a good fag should. In fact, he LOVED doing it.
 The way all you fags reading this should do.
 In fact, the next time you are on a crowded bus or subway, you can begin
today practicing being a good obedient fag by simply giving up your seat to
the first superior male that you see.
 Or practice your inferiority by simply holding the door open for the next
superior male that you see in public.
 Even if you are not able to open be the fag that you crave to be, other
fags report that they feel so much better when they do something like this.

See, a real fag acknowledges, accepts, and HONORS the superiority of a real
man when the real man enters his immediate presence. He does this every day
in every way possible. And instantly every fiber of fag-being is devoted to
the respect of a real man. In this case, giving up his comfortable seat for
me.

This sort of thing happens to me naturally every day. I could be having
lunch with a bud, and the waiter would come over to tell me that my lunch
had been paid for by some guy.  I barely glance at him. It's always some
meek little fag with a sneaky shit-eating grin in the corner of the room.
 I accept it as my due, for this is the correct manner in which ALL faggots
should try to behave with a superior male.

Of course, fags hold the door for me. Some worms don't even realize WHY, in
that spontaneous moment, they feel it is an essential act that wells up
from deep within themselves.

When I go to the airport, fags just come up and offer to carry my bags for
me. The drooling idjits even pay for my cab.

Others lowlifes already know why it is they feel compelled to let me jump
ahead of them in line at the bank. (Some of them even hand me some fag-tax
money to deposit.)

When I run across faggot clerks working at some mall, they feel instantly
compelled (like they were mesmerized by my presence) to give me their
employee discounts on whatever I am buying.

Even faggot waiters (almost ALL waiters are faggots--their natural position
in life being servants) make sure that I get superior portions of meat, and
ALWAYS get served first.
 After their excellent service, they are not even upset when I tip them
absolutely zero because the mere honor of serving me has been ample reward.

See, this is the way I envision ALL real men and fags shall be in the
future.

Pussyboys.
Cocksuckers.
Sissies.
Subs.
Cuntboys.
Cum-eaters.
Ass-lickers.
Faggots.
Slaves.

ALL will be marked or tagged in some way. Easily identifiable and available
and useable for service. Or perhaps they will just readily volunteer all of
this by their gestures and general signs of humility and servitude.
 They will be sort of like pets.
 Only USEFUL.

Even in the most everyday areas of life, fags will at last be free to make
themselves useful members of society the way they so yearn to be.

One area in particular of our largely service-sector economy has been ripe
for development: the office.

According to my studies, reports and interviews from both fags and real
men, it has already been quietly developing.

Fags making themselves into second-class citizens to superior men in a
thousand subtle ways that will make life more comfortable for everybody.
More comfortable for real men, because they will receive all the
perquisites due to their station in life, and more comfortable for the fags
because their inferiority endows them with a need for self sacrifice and
suffering.



The office fag should exert its servitude so consistently and
conscientously that it's efforts become laughable obvious. In fact, if the
office fag actually becomes KNOWN as the Office Fag, it will know it is
doing its duties well.

"Hell, we even had a nameplate made," reports one male employee of a large
insurance firm, "And it actually said "OFFICE FAG", and we made it keep it
up front on its desk, instead of its name. Eventually everybody really
forgot its real name, and just started calling it Office Fag."
The office environment offers a thousand different ways for the fag to
subliminally submit.



For example, the office fag should never allow himself to dress in any way
better than the real men in the office.
Fag clothes should always be second-rate, even slovenly if necessary, so
that real men won't feel that the fag is trying to outshine them in
appearance.

If a real man should happen to mention to the office fag that the fag's tie
is admirable, or that the fag's shoes are nice, then the fag should attempt
to make a present of that article of clothing to his superior, or at least
attempt to gift him with a similar quality apparel.
In fact, it would not be unheard of at the office for the real man to
simply take it off the faggot right then and there.

 And of course, the fag himself should never wear that clothing again.
 The office fag should, in fact, consider making his office apparel
somewhat goofy looking just so that his superiors will appear
better-dressed in comparison. Out of consideration for his superiors the
office fag should wear the ugliest neckties your mother-in-law ever gave
you.

The office fag should always be there the first to make coffee in the
morning. During the day, the fag will make sure that it drinks only the
dregs of the coffee, so that the real men can have a fresh pot.

The office fag should perform any small services of getting the office
going which might be considered an irritating chore to real men.

The office fag should always make sure he provides the pastries for the
break room, understanding quickly which man prefers which pastries and
making sure they are plentifully provided for. Any special treats he buys
for the men in his office are to come out of his personal income, even to
the point that he might have to forego his own lunch in order to pay for
them.  Should he be honored to attend the occasional lunch with real men,
it is understood that he will pick up the tab.

Doors, of course, will always be held open by office fags while real men
pass through. The office fag will ALWAYS be last in anything, because that
is what it deserves.



Doubtless the office fag's subtle but submissive activities may eventually
be obvious to some of the real men, who have caught on to the usefuless of
the fag.

These clever insightful men may decide to make the office cunt even MORE
useful. Once a superior man understands that an office fag has, in a way,
come under his sway, that the fag has in a way become a more personal fag,
then the real man may consciously do things to the fag just for the real
man's personal pleasure.

The true man of the office may add his own piss to the poor fag's dregs off
coffee to drink, and laugh at him while he swallows it down. He may make
cruel jokes at the fag's expense in the boardroom, encouraging everyone to
laugh at it, knowing full well that the fag cannot retaliate with any
insults, because that would result in further punishment in private, or
worse, the fag's permission for further servitude could be withdrawn.

See, it is an, office fag's WORST nightmare NOT to have any real men to
serve at all. NOT to live for the presence of real men. NOT to have the
superior cocks to suck. NOT to bask in the warmth of REAL testicles
throbbing with REAL hot fertile swarming spermatazoids.  That would be the
ultimate torture, so the fag scrambles to avoid this at any cost. The fag
tries so hard to avoid the displeasure of any man so that these qualities
upon which it thrives will never be withdrawn.

If the office fag is found out,  if his furtive dark desires for a dominant
Master are discovered, then that leaves it open to all sorts of sadistic
activities from his superior.  During office hours this could be...

I knew one male who, through his naturally superior and commanding talents,
was a manager of an office of 200 men. Among that group were some 37
faggots who, of course, performed most of the drudgework, even saved on the
janitorial budget because he managed to make all fags work afterhours
cleaning the offices and the toilets.  The fags even seemed to relish this
extra duty. He even had them pay a fag tax in which a 10th of their pay was
direct-deposited into a company account to be used for very ample company
dinners for the men, annual Christmas parties and birthday parties for the
men of the firm.
 My friend says that the fags were really treated like shit "the way they
should be, the way they WANTED to be treated really," he observed "but, you
know, they were also some of the most dedicated employees of the firm. The
worse we treated the fags, the more dedicated they became.  We had less
personel turnover among the fags than we had in the other employees. I
guess maybe because they were secretly so happy to find their niche in
life. And it's fun to see how far you can push them. Sometimes, just when
it seems they have reached their limit of being bullied and pushed around,
they seem to go just a little bit further.  Of course, with the right
business deals, I wasn't above sending in some of our younger fags to
service some of our clients and to make sure that they were happy and that
contracts got signed. Tons better than call girls."

In the office situation, it is totally possible, in this confused age of
attempted equality, for the dynamics to work in unnatural direction.

Through a combination of chance, luck, and misguided effort, the fag
occasionally finds himself in a position of power or at the head of the
company.

This happens, though it is generally not the natural state of things. What
is a faggot to do?

Often such a situation results in an conflicted schizophrenic feeling in
the fag and creates all sorts of situations where the fag might
overcompensate, or even in his spare time sink to the very depths of his
most faggoty depravity in order to stay in touch with his true lowly self.

Take for example, the lawyer who has made a hundred-year-lease of his very
expensive mansion to the Alphas here on campus. He now lives in a little
cot in the back of his office, forced to live in his cramped office
conditions where once he had a grand mansion with a pool, consoled only by
the fact that it is used now used for the pleasure of alpha males, and that
they alpha males use it to subdue and train other fags.

 It was only after years of law school and becoming the head of his own law
firm that the lawyer faggot realized wherein lay the sense of emptiness
which had been nagging him throughout his adolescence and into his adult
life.

For years, the lawyer fag told me, he HAD to take vacations to San
Francisco where he would pay undocumented hispanic workers to brutalize
him, whipping him, spitting on him, making him lick the soles of their
workshoes, ANYTHING to let off the steam of that pent up feeling of
inferiority which the faggot needed to express.

Of course, this knotted feeling of inferiority can be used against the fag
once he is conscious of it, and begins to seek out true discipline from his
superior. In fact, this particular type of fag can be made to feel guilty
for the years in which he was masquerading as a man, and can therefore be
used even more mercilessly.

In such office situations it may appear that someone, like the laywer
faggot, is in charge, but most of the public does not view what goes on
behind the scenes. For example, once I had sussed out the true
circumstances of the lawyer faggot, I immediatly made it so that the office
janitor became in charge of him.

Every morning nowadays, the janitor comes into work late and is served
coffee by the lawyer fag. It's a little ritual of worship right before the
day gets started, a sort of reminder of who is REALLY the boss:

The lawyer faggot crawls naked to the janitor who is stretched out in the
relcining leather chair behind the desk of the law firm, and he stares
hypnotized at the bulging crotch of the black janitor, and he chants in an
almost mesmerized way a sort of mantra that he chants almost everyday as a
sort of religious offering,

"Sir, I, a lowly faggot worm crawl here before you this day, grateful for
every day that I, a lowly faggot cuntboy worm am allowed to survive and
live under your rule and be in your supreme presence throughout the day. I
know that I don't deserve it, but I do love and worship you and I do love
and worship your cock and I do love and worship your manliness, and I know
now that it is my duty to praise and acknowledge your superiority
throughout the day in a hundred million ways and with every breath of me I
do serve at your pleasure, and with every heartbeat, I do wait upon your
commands so that I might willingly submit to you."

 The Janitor grins down at the drooling subjugated faggot
 Sometimes the janitor just spits in the lawyer fag's face.
 Sometimes the janitor slaps the lawyer fag.
 Sometimes the janitor decides to take his belt off to wale the bejeezus
out of the lawyer fag.
 The janitor always laughs.
 WHATEVER the janitor does, the lawyer fag is now trained to always
respond,
 "Thank you sir, thank you! I love it! I love you! I love your cock! Thank
you for showing me the true power of your superiority! Thank you!!!!!"
 Sometimes the lawyer faggot is made to choke on the janitor's cock until
he cums good and hard down the pussified throat.
 Of course all the rest of the day, the janitor gloats around the office
knowing he just fucked the white boss's throat and that the boss is really
nothing but a pussyboy willing to do his bidding. The janitor even reported
to me that when his young teenage son was having self-esteem probblems, he
introduced his son to the idea of dominating the lawyer fag too. It took a
little coaxing but eventually the janitor's teenage son was really getting
into spitting in the fag's face, slapping the fag's face, and even smacking
him around with the belt.  Of course, it then took no convincing that the
teenager should make the faggot lawyer suck his cock good. Both the janitor
and his son laugh at the lawyer fag.
 But the fact is, these acts were a very therapeutic ennactment of a
dynamic of dominance and subjugation, that gave the young man a better
understand of his absolute power and limitless confidence.
 Nowadays that teenager is making straight A's in college, has the
confidence that a true man deserves, and even has several white boy
students who are total fag slaves to him.



In general the office faggot should be precariously overburdened with extra
work and demandingly tedious tasks. Maintaining an office faggot
perpetually on the brink of exhaustion is generally a good way to control
it.

An office fag should gradually be pushed to this point of near-exhaustion.
The keyword being GRADUALLY. Its chores, tasks, labors, bit by bit, hour by
hour subtly and subliminally increased so that the stupid office fag
doesn't even realize it IS exhausted, barely half-aware and constantly
living on the breaking point, and perhaps enjoying this state of suffering
at the same time. There are the usual errands, chores, schlepwork which can
be bestowed upon the faggot while real men take long lunches. Plus there
are other ways to add to the willing slave's well-planned misery, so that
it might therefore show its love and devotion to the real men it serves:

1) Offer the office fag's hard-earned vacation days to real men.

2) Make the office fag earn those vacation days BACK by giving a required
number of blowjobs.

3)Have the office fag SPEND those re-earned vacation days cleaning your
house, washing your car, cutting your lawn, organizing your tool shed,
licking your ballsack all night, etc.

2) The office fag could well be offered a raise, but force the fag to have
it commensurately deducted into an office slush fund, or even into the
bosses, private account for his pleasure. Many men report the faggots work
more happily knowing  they are working for the pleasure and financial
reports of their bosses, but even have a sense of relief each week, that
part of their salary may go towards the bosses, ease and entertainment.

3)Torment: the exhausted fag with all the basic office supplies.

One boss reports:
"I told this fag to take those paper clamps and put them on his nipples and
wear them under his shirt all day long. The looks of desperation on his
face by the end of the day was priceless. Still, when I deliberately
ignored it for a few weeks, the fag finally came to me, placed those clamps
on my desk and quietly BEGGED me to order him to wear the clamps again on
his nipples. It's sick, but it's fun.
 "The stupid fag doesn't even know when I'm going to order him to wear the
clamps. Sometimes he comes in dreading it's going to be another day of
nipple clamps--and sometimes I've had him wearing them for WEEKS
constantly. Then sometimes I ignore him completely. And, then, he starts to
get anxious that I will NEVER order him to wear the nipple clamps again.
Fags are crazy like that. A coupla times I even ordered him to put the
clamps on his dick and balls. He was clanging around the office all day
long. We were all laughing at him. But it was almost like he loved it in a
sick way."

Another man reports:
 "I made a fag staple his nutsack to his foreskin one day. Yep. Took him
into the supply closet, hauled out his tacklebox and ORDERED the little
worm to staple them. He screamed while he did it and it was funny as hell.
I made him suck my cock to get his mind off the pain, and it felt great
feeling a fag's tears lubricate my cock while he was sucking me. It's
funny, he finally calms down and actually gets into the pain of it,
realizing that pain is really a form of submission, and how he should
always be feeling, when I make him listen in his cubicle to a recording of
FagRadio on repeat all day long. It actually seems to console him and
reconcile him to the pain he's feeling, so that he almost gets into it. Now
I make him do it whenever he does some kind of stupid-ass thing in the
office that deserves punishment. I highly recommend it!"


Another man commented:

"It's fun to bend a fag over a desk and stick a pencil up its ass. We'd
make him wiggle it around in the air. Plus sometimes I'd just shove it all
the way up and into its hole so he's got to walk around with it up in it's
squirmly little faghole all day long. I can only imagine him spending a few
hours that night with his legs in the air, trying to pick that pencil outta
it's shitty little pussyhole."

A male friend of mine mentioned:

"Rubberbands.  They make great cockrings.  Hurt like hell. I like to bind
up a fag's little junk, till its all bunched up and red.  Of course some of
the guys might be a little bored around the office and we'might spend half
a morning just flipping rubberbands at some poor little fag who's hard at
work in his cubicle. We laugh and make bets when it starts crying. They
can't complain cause we know we'll just give them more work. So they got to
sit there and take it while we have fun with a little target practice with
the office fag."

One Master of several sub fag slaves wrote me:

"One time I laid a fag's face on the photocopier. Made about a hundred
copies of him sucking my cock.
 Another fag had the smallest little dick I'd ever seen on a fag. No wonder
he was so uptight and always so uppity. When I finally broke the little
shit I made him sit on the copy and make about a thousand copies of his
little clitty. He started crying. All the guys in the office starting
laughing at it. It was funny watching him sitting on the photocopier crying
making about a thousand copies of his teeny tiny dick. We were all laughing
at it, just crying away. Then we personally supervised while the little
shit did a mass maiiing of it, on his own stationary to all the clients and
relatives in his address book. He was forever printing out and licking
envelopes, but when everybody received a copy his reputation was totally
ruined and he had no business. Of course the company fired his fag ass for
that little stunt. I think now he's some little homeless fag trying to give
blowjobs under a bridge in exchange for baloney sandwiches.  Just what the
fag deserved. We still laugh about that."

Another dominant reader wrote me:

"We've got about eleven faggots in our office. Whenever any fag does
something really dumb and screws up, I usually select him for the
punishment of having to take the stairs to the office every day, telling
the fag that it isn't really worthy of taking an elevator with human beings
so it must take the stairs. That particular faggot has to take the stairs
until some other faggot screws up. Hmm, come to think of it, why don't I
just make all the faggots take the stairs permanently. Would save a lot of
room on the elevators... And our office is on the 38th floor!"


"Our faggots always handle all the office parties," reports another
supervisor, "since they're so naturally able to cater to the needs of real
humans, why not have them supply all the refreshments and the entertainment
at all the office gatherings? Of course, when the official party starts to
wind down, all the guys who are in the know about our arrangement, hang
around for the after-party orgy. We even had a fag face-sitting contest. We
like to remind them what total losers they are. Sort of our own
"performance review" just how well they fuck and serve us determines
whether they get their cost of living raise that year. Of course that raise
just goes as an added fag tax into our own bank accounts. It's funny these
fags are practically working like slaves and barely living on subsistence
wages and they're treated like shit, yet they never quit, and they keep
coming back for me. It's like they really enjoy living in these conditions."

Yes, that's just it, isn't it, fellow Masters?
 We've got them exactly where we want them. Maybe it's only in particular
offices and little clubs, or sophisticated enclaves of society where people
are more enlightened about the true nature of dominance and submission,
but one day we shall have a better world this way:

Faggot slaves who we can treat like shit and use for our entertainment!



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INSTRUCTIONS AND EXPLANATIONS FOR FAGS AND THEIR MASTERS

Essentially FagRadio is this: it is a sort of guided meditation about
cocksucking and being a fag, and subservience, and obedience, and
making sure that superior men are always served and receive pleasure.

It is about 45 minutes of a recording made by me, a superior male,
telling a cocksucker (like Cuntface, or Fag Gifford, or Geek Fag or
the Wednesday night cocksucker) who
and what he is, and how he should go about it, and what he should be
more focussed on because he is just a fag. He is a fag, he was born a
fag, and always will be nothing but a fag. And he will be much happier
once he learns to accept it. This is a recording that a faggot might
play in his ears when he goes to sleep at night, or even while he is
out jogging, or even when he is sucking on superior guy's cock for
long periods of time.


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