Date: Sun, 23 Jul 2023 16:29:00 +0000
From: Albator2122@proton.me
Subject: The fag contest - part VII Epilogue

THE FAG CONTEST -- part VII epilogue

Category : gay/authoritarian

Author : Albator -- albator2122@proton.me

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Epilogue

total-fag and slavy-dummy disqualified from the competition, fag-Joe and
the perverse schoolboy were the only remaining competitors. They tied for
the title of princess cock teaser. Their interviews had shown them to be
both exceptional beauties and real sluts, but also potential
interlocutors capable of a certain degree of intelligence and humor. A
draw was conducted between the two to see who would represent Océonopolis
12 in the National Cockteaser Contest, and fag-joe was chosen. The kinky
schoolboy was promised to the Dean of Oceanopolis Universities, a
prestigious status with many privileges such as daily spankings with his
Daddy. However, evil-tongued people suggested that the draw was no
coincidence. After all, fag-joe won the National Cock Teaser Competition
and became the cock teaser queen of the United Earth. Admittedly, the
jury of the National Competition promoted a certain ideal of queen cock
teaser that perfectly matched fag-joe (extreme slutiness, beauty and
wit). But when he won the trophy and was promised to the Great Supreme
Sage, the Emperor of the United Earth, elected by the College of Supreme
Sages every ten years, some people couldn't help but think that
everything had been premeditated to satisfy the desires of the Great
Supreme Sage, who could only marry a queen cock teaser, of course. In any
case, for fag-joe, there was no higher status possible for a houseboy
wife and he was ecstatic. Especially as his high status gave him access
to the pleasure baths where he could meet up with his friend total-fag
aka whory-timy. But total-fag was so stupid and obsessed with sex that
fag-joe soon got bored and found increasingly difficult to accept that
her future husband the Emperor spent his time experimenting all of
total-fag's tendencies one by one with exemplary meticulousness.

For his final season, Albator once again reached the final, but was
beaten at the post by the Oceanopolis 5 team. Evil-tongued brats, once
again, claimed that the Great Supreme Sage himself had had the match
rigged in order to keep total-fag for himself and integrate him into his
personal harem. In fact, total fag had become a worldwide mega-star
thanks to the numerous videos that circulated under the radar; there were
some thirty of them in all, one for each of his sexual tendencies,
sub-tendencies and practices, or almost. There was never a boring moment
with him. His virtuosity in perversion and the extent of his repertoire
made him the equal of a living god, both with the young Alphas of the
United Earth, who drooled and drooled over him every night, and with the
flower boys, who saw him as a supreme role model. He was a legend; a
shining sun that eclipsed the queen cock teaser. Fag-joe sensed that he
wasn't the center of the world; even during his big shows in the 12
cities, he noticed out of the corner of his eye, young Alphas turning
away from the show to watch total-fag videos. The real winner of the cock
teaser contest was total-fag, he thought.

This was too much for fag-joe, who intrigued to devalue total-fag in the
eyes of his fiancé. He was constantly on the lookout for fresh meat,
which he trained to satisfy the Emperor's desires. The idea was that her
glorious future husband would go from one slut to another without
focusing on total-fag. And by introducing new bitches to the baths of
pleasures and making a mockery of total-fag, he managed to distract the
Great Supreme Sage from his obsession with total-fag. The Emperor loved
the new hotties and was beginning to get bored of total-fag's silliness,
which fag-joe knew how to promote to elicit mockery from the Court, to
the point of embarrassment for the Emperor. A point of no return was
reached when total-fag, manipulated by fag-joe, arranged to have himself
screwed by the imperial dogs : two Malinois, artificially reproduced at
great expenses by the imperial geneticists of the United Earth for
centuries, the only living specimens of dogs, symbols of imperial power
that always accompanied the Emperor wherever he went. The idea, as
fag-joe suggested, was to produce new thrills to the Emperor. The
malinois took total possession of total-fag and became jealous of anyone
who came near him, including their master. As a result, the Emperor no
longer had access to total-fag's orifices, which were always occupied by
the malinois' rods. He lost all interest in total-fag, under duress, and
abandoned him to the concupiscence of his dogs.

For their part, Albator and beach-adam didn't get along very well. And
while Albator was totally obsessed with total-fag, whose videos he
watched over and over again, beach-adam did nothing to dissuade him, busy
as he was getting fucked by all his fiancé's team-mates. At the end of
the one-year trial period, they decided not to get married. While
beach-adam was immediately married to another 28-year-old footballer,
Albator was gratified with four splendid houseboys for his exploits. This
was an enormous privilege, extremely rare for a 28-year-old Alpha. But he
refused to marry any of his four houseboys. And when, at the end of his
year of downgrading to sex provider, and to everyone's surprise,
total-fag didn't join the harem of the Supreme Sage, Albator felt he had
a chance. While he was being considered for the position of Sports
Commissioner, Albator put pressure on the Matrimonial Affairs Commission
to grant him total-fag's hand in marriage. And the Commission, already
embarrassed by rumors of match-fixing by the Emperor, found in this union
the perfect combination to entice crowds of workers and flower boys away
from any rebellion. The shortage of sex providers among farm workers had
almost turned bad, and this new marriage would turn these stainers away
from rebellious thoughts. It was far more effective than sending the
police forces.

And so, Albator and total-fag became the couple of the century, adored by
all. The United Earth Regime exploited them to the full, in accordance
with the agreement that had conditioned their marriage, on unlimited
participation in United Earth Regime propaganda. Their sex shows
delighted the most resentful of workers. Most unexpectedly, total-fag
actually fell deeply in love with Albator, which gave him wings to be a
little less stupid.

As for Allan, at 21 - six years before the legal age for detaining
houseboys - the authorities had given him free rein to adopt pig-justin
as a show dog to be trained. It was the start of a harem and a great
reward for training the total-fag phenomenon.

THE END