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fag saw this and laid down. 5 min later these 2 acted as if unaware of the fag they where stepping and standing on until it quit moving … Then they left it there like trash
The young Alpha had one of the new fags that moved in next door come over so they could “get to know each other”. The bitch was reluctant stating it needed to find its boyfriend, but ultimately couldn’t resist the beautiful boys dominate persistence. He convinced it to play a game designed to enhance trust. This required one of them to sit on the shoulders of the blinded other. The rider then guides the other like a puppet. First He just used His hands until His prop decided it was ready for the blindfold.
Eventually He guided it back indoors then out again and all around until it was confused not knowing out from in. Then the Teen Master told it to jump forward like walking off a ledge. Trusting its Alpha neighbor they both dropped about 2 feet. The faggot had no clue what it landed on. It was soft but didn’t give under the combined weight of the two of them. The Young God said nothing so it just stood there. He then told it to stand on one foot...then the other...switching every few seconds while shifting their weight from front to back and side to side on the foot that was down. The stupid cunt said it was having a hard time balancing when it was abruptly cut short with a hand over its mouth as He told it He was touching walls, ceilings, counters, etc. to ensure stability and to keep trusting Him. So it did.
It noticed that they hadn’t moved to any different areas in a minute. He told it to do other things now like twisting its foot and grinding its weight plus the weight of the teenager on its shoulders into whatever was under its sneakers. Timidly it asked what they were doing all of this on top of. Alpha laughed and took off the blindfold. The faggot looked down to see what it had been trampling blindly. He slid off the fags shoulders and stood next to it. It closed its eyes and reopened them fully realizing what took place. Below them was the boyfriend it was looking for earlier … faggot on its stomach and Young Straight Alpha on its chest with His dick out pissing on His new doormats face.
Before it could move His hand reached back and grabbed the faggots balls. He squeezed relentlessly with wriggling fingers. When it opened its mouth to scream He spit in it and let go of the balls and punched it in the jaw, forcing it to the ground. He forced its legs apart while it held the useless nuts in vain as this teenage boy slammed his foot down so hard He shattered bones in its hand causing it to pass out from pain.
For weeks this Alpha used both faggots however He pleased. Many times His friends were involved. Once both doormats were force fed tranquilizers at a rave and laid out on the dance floor where Him and His buddies jumped and danced carelessly on the paralyzed duo. That was the night they broke their toys. Both got high doses of LSD and a lot of other boys used the faggots laying there being stepped on and humiliated without any resistance to add to the elevated sense of self they were getting from chemicals. While their girl friends sat together on beanbags gossiping and playing in glitter, the boys had formed a crowd above their means to dominance. Before long most forgot about the fags they were destroying even if they stepped it. One died like that after both were dragged outside … on the dirt parking lot below the feet of Straight Teen Boys fucked up and talking to each other. The other died later when a 16 year old boy that had just got His license ran over it repeatedly while His girlfriend sucked His dick. He didn’t stop until after He came.
Alpha Teens trampling stomping grinding jumping spitting kicking ballbusting with full weight above their soles causing humiliation set in what would be total ruin or loss of life for humans is nothing more than a transformation for not just the former faggots now doormats for a young God but for the Alpha Master as well. It's actually the only purpose for gross worthlessness. It's not until the Man purposefully bring such pain and suffering can the Alpha ascend into their place of Perfection in Superiority. This is Pure Joy for every male involved… even the thing on the floor was proud it did it's job so that could happen... Until it's transformation was completed and now will lay wherever being stepped on however without notice… until it starts to transform again and a new doormat is needed as the carpet to the Gods is not long lasting and will smell of decay as a warning of time of replacement. Otherwise their Godly weight will continue to reek it's wrath…. That's messy if it's indoors. Amy other fag can clean it with the tongue that'll very soon be licking with worship the very feet that will be, during the worship, inflicting the same depraved suffering as He again enjoys purposefully giving a pain so decadent only a Perfect God could understand it's reasons….. Only Him or that which is serving it's purpose as usually just a few do realize the reason its object of worship that it once coveted is destroying it. Most doormats are simply confused with false hope as the dual decention and ascension occurs. I pray that when I am made to finally end my transition that He enjoys Becoming and Rules with a force of domination that only a cocky young God learning about the Universe and how it becomes His if He is True. As I look up at the Man as He becomes first my God, eventually a Master of Superior Quality as Gods are and I hope above all else I am lucky enough to see it in His eyes as the realization presents itself for Him. Then Ill be ready to finish. Especially as the onslaught once purposeful then becomes progressively deeper as we both begin spiraling exponentially neither aware of much else but His Presence in Superiority as I lay there without question of anything anymore. It was with submission but I'm no longer there. He may not even be so violent and destructive as He ascends from my decention. Somehow we each know in a way perception cannot show that the Truth either has become or has just been that both sides of the coin are the same without human perceptions mucking up the All of the Universe. Thanks to Him, I Am. Just as He is also the same. I did not help though, I just was there like a faggot doormat hoping to suck a beautiful Dick if I played nice.. He did ALL the work!!
He must be practicing because there is no reason for an Alpha Male, dominating with supremacy, should have His head hung like that.
One exception - as He steps on you He looks carelessly and ranks it with everything else randomly crushed under his reckless full weight. Hell, he had forgotten it leaving the store and planted his foot right on its throat....which ironically startled Him and he paused...on its throat. Folks said the paramedics came soon after.
Why am I standing on a faggot you ask? It’s not a faggot, it’s my doormat. Right doormat?
Alpha looking at the mess he made of some faggot he met the day before. He offered Him everything for just a moment to be used liked any other rug. Dude said “ok ... I’m about to work out. Just lay on your back, like the carpet, and I’ll allow you to know what you seek. You can even keep all your stuff. Just this once and then no more. If you react any way different than anything I step on that makes me think about me crushing you not the floor my focus will be blown ruining my workout. That is the only thing you have to do. Lay there. Let my weight press down and twist without distraction.
I laid there wondering what the fuck I got myself into when he lifted for curls, and slipped a foot almost dropping it on me. Then he fell back when doing squats. “This breaks our deal.” He calmly stated. I was then informed He wanted it all. I agreed. It was when forced to crawl to his car and get in the trunk I started to think it was time to leave.
But we went several places. Each time I had to get under the car and wait on his return. One place was his brothers and those two and three friends pulverized me unconscious....forced me to do meth to stay awake.....and kept on.
Until finally this Alpha God forgot about the nearly dead faggot half under his car ... even as He trampled my face and throat to get in. His friends saw, but videoed it instead of stopping it.
when I open my eyes … this is how I want you to see me…this is what your last sight should ever be…if you live for me…then die for me….I want to slowly kill you over days or weeks … how ever long either you hold out ……or the meth runs out. Yeah….you WILL TAKE DOPE BY FORCE!! YOU WILL NOT SLEEP…. YOUR ENTIRE LIFE WILL BE THE SAME AS THE DIRT I CRUSH EACH DAY. except……you will see, hear, feel, beg, cry,…..the dirt cant perceive I am God and I am superior but you can….I will make sure you feel it all …. forcing that on you….proof I’m God…and I will end your life under my full weight and laughter.
Where are you based
The floor.....😲. In Arkansas.....
The moment when you realize you are in public and about to be seen by everyone when you lay down and start licking His shoes... If He’s busy ordering He might not notice you for a bit... Long enough to wonder why no one, even Him, is reacting to what the fag is doing, like I could be invisible... Until Alpha thoughtlessly reacts with violence, protecting all He is and has while destroying what should not be in His world. Your burning desire to submit and serve is replaced by His sole fulled with His weight and violence -- tools He used so easily and quickly to rape the life now ruined and helpless under His feet now twisting and grinding on top of what used to be a faggot -- twisting like He was trying to clean His shoes on a doormat. So that’s what you became... a thing to be stepped on that is only good for that one thing. When His order was ready He grabbed it and left He didn’t even look down as He walked over you to go... why would He... It’s a doormat and that’s what you do to one....use it without reguard and move on. So did the rest of the line when He left. If anybody even noticed or cared, they were trampling a murdered faggot all they did was wipe and grind a little more --- just like a doormat.
This is my God. Master Gibson. Such violent beauty. It’s time I shared the story about how my friendship with this straight guy changed...forever.
Master Gibson - The First Time
He allowed His doormat faggot one pic. It was not my first time to be trampled, but THIS ... was a first as Superior as the God that created it. Master Gibson is literally a fantasy fulfilled. One second we're chillin and drinking beers like always. A sexy young straight guy and the fag always imagining being dominated by Him.
Unexpectedly He mentions humiliating someone by standing on their gut with a foot in the face, and demonstrated such on the bed. My heart was racing when I said He could find out what that felt like to do to someone by using me. It was quiet for a bit. Then I hear His voice tell me to do what I'd imagined multiple times ... He ordered me to "lay the fuck down ... on your back...faggot". I always thought I'd just do it if it happened, but I got up to pee instead.
Big mistake.
I took two steps and He was in front of me. I just looked at him and said I'll be right back. He grabbed my balls and squeezed violently while wiggling His fingers. I almost passed out. I couldn't even scream. Before I could do anything, He yanked off a sock and shoved it in my mouth. Then He let go, shoved me to the floor, and kicked my hands I was holding my worthless nuts with. He laughed and said “I knew I’d like this...and ya know what bitch? I haven’t even got to the fun shit yet!!”, and then stood on the bed beside me and jumped off landing with one foot on my gut. I saw it coming so I had tightened my abs. He noticed and got back on the bed telling me if I didn’t completely relax that things would escalate to a place no faggot wants to be… not even one begging to be the doormat under a straight guy. I relaxed. He jumped. Instantly my body tried to roll up, but He was on it. He said “That was better, but you reacted like a human. You are not a human. You’re a faggot...and you want to feel my weight crushing down on you … as if you were a sidewalk or a rug. So that is what I am going to turn you into...eventually. I don’t give a fuck what happens to you. I am not your friend. Garbage ground up under my feet is what you wanted to be, and no one I call friend has my tread marks all over them. Submit completely...NOW!! Just lay there and let me do whatever I want...I’m going to anyway…”. And He jumped down again….and again….and again...then He stopped and stood on my chest. “You almost got it right bitch...but I don’t remember any rug ever having one of those….”. I didn’t know what He meant until He spread my legs and stomped on the raging hardon I had. “I’m the only human here, and I am the only one that should enjoy anything. I will take that from you like everything else I have and everything I eventually will. Leaving you with only one thing...me. I am your God. You should be worshiping me, not making me teach you anything.”
I just laid there...not in fear but in a state of submission so deep only a true Alpha … only THIS Alpha...could have done it.
He noticed and felt this as He continued trampling and stomping every inch of my body as I did nothing. That's when He noticed how strong His sense of dominance was….as powerful as my submission underneath His sole was the dominating power of God. He was higher than any drug had ever made Him as He looked down at me putting a bare foot firmly on the face of His doormat...His faggot to do with as He pleased. Like He just did. Just to see what it was like to do that. And the feeling was amazing. And all He had to do was step on some faggot and treat it how it had asked to be?
Then, lost in the emotional wonders of a God, realized He now had a hard dick. What does God do when He’s hard? Yup… When I finally was able to make myself look, I saw Him looking right at me. “You finally got dominated by a straight guy...and now I am so much more. I feel so Superior and Elated I wasn’t going to let the hardon it all gave me go to waste...I have been constructed from your deconstruction....as your reward you can see how it looks when your God creates His own pleasure.
He did just that...twice. The second time was only to see what it was like to cum at the same time kicking and grinding my balls. He came on my face and told me He’d clean it off because no faggot was going to taste the cum of God. So He rinsed it off with His piss. He even put on socks to dry it off and twisted and wiped using all His weight behind it.
Then it was over. I slept where I was not moving until He left for work the next day. That night before He fell asleep He said “You do know I can’t be your friend anymore, right?”
“Yes.”
“You’re now what you dreamed of being….under my feet...you will be nothing but that faggot I step on for an amazing high...it never stops….you will die under me … and still it won’t stop...when it happens I can stop holding back...Your burial will be me, and maybe some of my friends, putting you into the dirt by stomping and grinding it there...until all that’s left of you is stuck in the tread of my shoes...which my next fag will lick out…”
“Thank You, Master Gibson. Thank You.”
“Yea fag I know you’re dying to smell my superior alpha foot while I’m taking off my trashed smelly sneaker! Beg good enough and I might let you have a few quick whiffs before I decide to put my sneaker back on. If you want more then you better hand over that cash.”
My 1st Tumblr blog, and my views on why it’s essential for fags to submit to younger straight guys...
I’ve been on Tumblr for about a week. It’s been great to discover so many amazing blogs dedicated to actual fags (not just gay guys, there is a difference) submitting to younger (sometimes much younger) straight superiors.
I’ve reblogged about 100 of these pics/gifs/videos, but never even provided my own commentary. Which is odd because in my “professional life” I’m very opinionated and mouthy. But I know when it’s time to shutup and be completely a piece of nothing for my younger, straight, totally superior males. Actually, I’m just a device for them to use however they see fit in order to bring them pleasure, or to feel powerful, or to inflict pain, with ZERO regard of my feelings or discomfort. And that’s as it should be. As a matter of fact, the more pain they can inflict, or the more degradation they expose you to, the better. Why? Have you ever heard them laugh or see their smiles when they are standing on your face using it as a doormat to wipe the soles of their sneakers? If you have, then you know what I mean.
It means you’re doing your job. Yes, it’s humiliating, yes, it’s painful. But again, it’s YOUR JOB, MY job, to make sure we put ourselves in that position for them to use us. And that’s just one example.
I’ve often been used at frat parties (I live just south of Cincinnati) at UC for example as an actual doormat. It’s been my JOB to lay in front of their door about a half hour before their party begins. They will write “Welcome Mat” on the back and front of my white t-shirt. I have to lay down, and stay there for hours sometimes while the college guys (some of them freshman, oddly) come and go. They LITERALLY use me as a welcome mat to wipe the dirt from their shoes onto me and step into the party. They step on me when they leave and such as well. It got the point to where now (when I’m laying on my back anyway and can see their faces) they just step up and stand on me, wipe their feet, and go in. They don’t even look at me. Often times talking on their phones or texting. They couldn’t care less that I’m a human being.
AND THAT’S BECAUSE I’M NOT. Not then anyway, and as I said before, that’s exactly as it should be. Many MANY times they come in pairs or more. They don’t “single file it”. They all stand on me and wipe their shoes at the same time. And I’m not a big guy. I’m 6′ tall, but only weight about 150 pounds. One will be on my stomach, the other will step up on my face with the other foot on my chest, and if there’s a 3rd boy, on my upper legs/crotch area. They just wipe, even the guy with the sneaker on my face/head. And if you are A GOOD FAGGOT, your JOB for the one with the shoe on your face is to stick out your tongue to show respect. And if the others see this and want their turn wiping their sneaker soles on your tongue, then you lay there and do it FOR HOWEVER LONG they decide. Don’t whimper in pain, don’t do anything that would give those boys any other feelings other than they are doing what THEY were born to do, and you are doing what YOU were born to do.
When they leave? Well, that’s tougher. They are usually drunk and unstable. YOUR/MY JOB is to make sure they don’t hurt themselves and fall when stepping/standing on you to go home. WILL YOU GET HURT? Yes, almost count on it. THAT. DOESN’T. MATTER.
It’s OUR job to breath correctly, to change our bodyies position, whatever it takes to make sure they are safe and unharmed.
I HAVE MORE blogs I’d like to share about my experiences. I think I only have 3 followers right now, so hopefully one or more of you will reply back, REBLOG so I can meet other like-minded folks, or whatever.
I have stories of me being a piece of furniture at music concerts, movie theaters, and other PUBLIC venues, plus private stuff. I even have a story where a Dad took me to Kentucky Speedway once so his twin 17-year old sons could use me to stand on to see over those in front of them. They were only 5′6″ tall. Standing on me they topped six feet. Those boys were brutal, essentially trampling me and stomping/jumping up and down over half the time. My face got tore up that time.
Does anyone agree with that I’m saying here?
Do you want to hear more of my experiences?
Just remember, younger straight alpha males are a gift to Earth. They are to be honored and respected. Give them your seat on the bus. Open doors for them, buy them their soft drink if they are ahead of you in line and THANK THEM for letting you do it. Call them Sir, even if they are strangers. If you pass them on the sidewalk, say “hello Sir”.
UGH. I have so much more to share. I hope you want to hear it all…
Sincerely,
NKYdoormat (Northern Kentucky doormat)
Just did cardio…. Standing leg lifts/kicks…. Just put a punk in front and kick it in the nuts…. For at least 15 minutes…. No stopping. Fags are handy motivation sometimes… Jumping jacks on one keeps alpha in place and the pulverized bitch in line.
