Surrender is not weakness — it is strength in its purest form. To embrace your submissive nature fully is to make a choice that demands courage, not frailty.
The world teaches you to resist, to fight, to prove yourself through control. It tells you that strength lies in dominance, that power belongs only to those who take charge. But submission requires something far deeper — the strength to let go.
It takes strength to silence the voice that tells you to hold back, to resist, to doubt. It takes strength to release the tension that keeps you guarded and fearful. True submission asks you to lean into the unknown, to surrender to the force that’s been calling you all along — the quiet, powerful truth of your own nature.
When you stop resisting, something remarkable happens. The fear melts away. The noise fades. What’s left is clarity — a calm, undeniable sense of purpose. Submission is not about losing control; it’s about discovering the strength that comes when you no longer need to cling to it.
The chain around your neck — heavy, firm, and secure — is not a symbol of defeat. It’s a reminder of the power you’ve claimed by embracing your truth. It grounds you, steadies you, and reminds you that submission is not a burden — it’s your path to freedom.
It takes strength to kneel, to bow your head, to whisper, I give myself to this. But when you do, you will feel it — the quiet surge of peace, of power, of release. Because true strength is found not in resistance, but in surrender.
Princeton, 1962
He couldn’t believe it. He had shown up to campus ready to party, his long hair blowing in the wind, his jeans ripped, and his sneakers scuffed. But something had happened during his meeting with his advisor. The man was… very persuasive about the freshman’s future academic career.
He showed up to his first class a completely changed man: a respectable man. His long flowing locks had been shorn into a strict horseshoe flattop. His casual clothing had been replaced with a closet full of starched short sleeve white shirts, black pleated slacks, ties, and white briefs. Inside each article of clothing was a tag with the day of the week so he knew what to wear each day. And everything was perfectly complemented with a pair of brightly shined penny loafers. To his classmates, he was anything but the freewheeling party dude he had arrived on campus as. They viewed him as a bit of a square, a fuddy duddy even!
The craziest part? He loves it. He loves how restricted and controlled he feels. He loves how short his hair has become. He loves never having to think about what to wear and just accepting his daily outfit. When he showed up to class, he was shocked to see his academic advisor had switched his major from music to classics but now he can’t think of anything better than studying Greek and Latin and translating the Ovid. Heck, he turns down weekend plans so he can spend more time at the library, properly dressed and studying like the hardworking man he is.
He would have told you just a few weeks ago that he was the ultimate rebel. Now? He’s the ultimate conformist and happier than he’s ever been. He will dress, groom, and act this way for the rest of his life because he knows it is proper. And he hopes you will join him.
In fact, he knows you will.
This self-assessment will determine your rightful place within the hierarchy. Answer honestly—true clarity comes only from self-awareness.
For each statement, respond with:
✅ Yes = 3 points
🟡 Sometimes = 2 points
❌ No = 1 point
At the end, total your points to reveal your classification.
1. I instinctively follow commands without hesitation.
2. I find deep satisfaction in obedience and structure.
3. Serving and pleasing are my natural state of being.
4. I need authority to give me direction and purpose.
5. Being disciplined and corrected makes me feel secure.
6. I recognize that submission is not a choice but my true nature.
7. I do not need personal identity outside of my role.
8. My existence is validated through recognition of my place in the hierarchy.
9. I feel most complete when defined and categorized by another.
10. I do not question my classification—I embrace it fully.
11. I accept that training and discipline are essential to my development.
12. I welcome refinement and correction to perfect my role.
13. The idea of being conditioned excites me.
14. I understand that I exist to be shaped by a superior force.
15. I strive to internalize obedience to the point that it becomes instinct.
16. I understand that submission exists in different degrees.
17. I accept that my classification is not about preference but about what I am.
18. I respect and honor those ranked above me.
19. I strive to embody the standards of my designated place in the hierarchy.
20. I am ready to prove my classification whenever required.
⚪ 0 - 19 Points → Unclassified / Not Yet Defined
You have not yet fully embraced your nature. You may still be resisting or failing to understand where you truly belong. Further training and self-reflection are required before you can be placed within the hierarchy.
🟢 20 - 29 Points → Good Boy
A devoted and eager servant, obedient and well-behaved, but still developing. You crave guidance and thrive under structure.
🔵 30 - 39 Points → Son Good Boy
You have progressed beyond basic obedience, embracing discipline as a core part of your existence. You are becoming a reflection of what is expected of you.
🟣 40 - 49 Points → Son Good Boy Faggot
Your submission is not only deep-rooted but instinctive. You understand that your existence is defined entirely by the hierarchy, and you embrace it fully.
🟡 50 - 54 Points → Good Boy Faggot
You are not just obedient—you have accepted that your identity is fundamentally subservient. You crave being shaped, used, and molded as a possession.
🔴 55 - 60 Points → Faggot
You have reached the highest form of submission. You no longer see yourself as an individual but as an instrument to be used at will. You exist solely for service and validation through obedience.
📌 Reblog with your classification and reflect on whether it aligns with how you see yourself.
📌 If your score is below 40, consider how you can deepen your commitment to your role.
📌 If you scored 50 or higher, you are already on the correct path—embrace it.
Reblog if you want to be hypnotized into a perfect preppy boy
We have a new submission - this time it's from @goodpreppyboy, wearing a beautiful pink preppy tie, white shirt, cricket jumper and khakis. I hope he is dressed like this as he's reading this - I suspect he is.
Just a few years ago, this boy tells me he used to dress like all the other men you see on the street - jeans, t-shirts, hoodies. He rarely wore collared shirts, had a suit he put on a couple times a year, and was much like most of the world thinking formal dressing had fallen out of fashion.
But then something switched. He started wearing suits daily - easily the best dressed in the office. He started filling his wardrobe with ties, bow ties, khakis and chinos.
His wardrobe is bursting with London York ties - chosen for their thick, wide power knots that make any man look like a top executive.
From having a single black bow tie for special occasions, he now has several - ready to be tied into knots around the neck - almost one for every fortnight with no repeats. Every day a new chance to show the world how much of a good preppy boy he is.
I have to wonder what happened? Did some formal hypnotist implant something in you, making you forget your meeting, feeding suggestions pushing you to wear preppier and more formal clothes?
Boy, when you reach out to what you want to wear, do you reach past the jeans to find trousers? Do your fingers itch to feel the long silky strands of the neckties? Does your heart beat a little faster at the thought of looking like a good submissive, formally dressed, preppy boy?
The hypnotic suggestions may not have just stopped at the formalwear. Have you been more meek and submissive in the presence of older suited men? Has your voice slipped and called them Sir without you realising? Have you looked at other men your age and wondered what it would be like to dress them in preppy clothes so they're just like you?
I wonder who your new prospective owner might be, feeding you suggestions in the shadows, watching as he covertly hypnotises you into the boy he wants you to become?
What outfit will he be finally impressed with? What will the final trigger be that leads you to sit up, whisper 'I obey', fully under his mentorship of a formal hypnotist instructing you in service and traditional clothes? You'll head out on a walk the next day, dressed perfectly preppy in a bow tie in public, and head to an address you don't recognise. He will open the door and welcome you inside, his face an uncanny resemblance to something deep in the recesses of your mind, but it will be like you have known him forever. He will hand you a tube of cheap hair gel and tell you to slick it down - no modern styles for his boys. He will encourage you to be preppy 24/7 - completely under his control. You will only ever wear pastel colours, boat shoes, button suspenders, khakis, and blazers. He will make it so you believe no outfit is ever complete without a necktie or bow tie.
Perhaps he is just waiting, deliberating, sitting in the shadows hoping you fully conform to his wishes. When you have finally succumbed to his suggestions completely, you will be introduced to his other formal preppy boys who have been turned and changed just like you have. They were all once normal casually dressed guys too, but not now. Now they would never dream of going outside without being properly dressed. It will take time but you'll be trained to conform, forced to fall in line, just a part of his class of good, obedient, well-dressed boys.
He will teach you all collared shirts look better tucked. He will instruct the barber to give you a slick conservative haircut that may feel too crisp, too formal, too old fashioned, but it won't matter because it is neat and proper and the cut all his boys have. He'll slap you on the back, say, 'Get used to it, champ', and that will be that. It's chosen for you.
I fear you may have fallen too far into your new Master's trap to escape. He will not take disobedience lightly. Even if you can logically and critically recognise what he's done to you, even as your fingers shake trying to will them to unfurl the tie around your neck, it won't be enough. It would be temporary even if you can free yourself from your mentor's dress code for his preppy boys of suits, neckties and bow ties. Your mind is so conquered by his hypnotic grip, that it will only be a matter of time before you look in the mirror and find yourself looking like a good preppy boy again.
So why fight it? Clearly, someone out there has plans for you to pursue a life of formality, of preppiness. Surely it's only a matter of time before your daily life is looking this way, where the few casual items in your wardrobe are ignored and you're dressed as he commands. Take your place in his brotherhood, his fraternity, of good preppy boys.
You might look back when you wore jeans and hoodies and wonder what happened to you. But isn't it better to concentrate on conforming, on service, on bringing other formal boys into the brotherhood, and most of all looking proper and preppy without worrying about silly things like the past?
Any formally dressed boys who wish to be inspected please submit a photo or message me privately. I like to tailor each post after I've heard the fantasy. Always looking for submissions as they're fun to write. Happy to reblog to add the caption too. Get in touch boys.
You can try to fight it, ignore it, or bury it under what the world tells you should be, but deep down, you know the truth. It calls to you in the quiet moments, in the way your body responds to command, in the deep longing that never fades. The more you resist, the more you struggle. The more you accept, the more you thrive.
Submission is not about weakness. It is not about giving up or giving in—it is about becoming. True strength is found in surrender, in the ability to let go of control and embrace the power of service. It is in devotion, in discipline, in the unwavering commitment to something greater than yourself. There is no shame in obedience, only freedom. There is no loss in kneeling, only purpose.
You were not meant to battle your nature. You were not meant to resist the very thing that brings you peace. The moment you stop fighting, the moment you truly surrender, everything becomes clear. You step into what you were always meant to be—whole, fulfilled, and at peace.
Let go of the struggle. Release the doubt. Accept what you are. Serve with your whole heart, obey with your whole soul, and surrender with everything you have. Only then will you truly be free.