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[gaymindcontrol]

I was never into smoking. I didn’t understand the appeal, and I definitely didn’t want to spend the money. But just because I didn’t smoke, it didn’t mean smokers didn’t turn me on.

And I can’t say I complained when this guy started hitting on me. He pulled me aside from my friends at the bar, and he was smoking the whole time. The cigarettes didn’t smell the way I remembered, but I was a little drunk, and he was hot, so I wasn’t going to overthink it. 

The more he spoke to me, the more relaxed I felt. Maybe the booze was finally hitting me. I could barely focus. I just saw his lips move as he spoke, as they wrapped around the cigarette, as his lips parted and he blew the smoke into my face. Fuck, he was so hot. And the way the smoke drifted from his lips, well, it was mesmerizing. My eyes got lost in the smoke, and they only snapped away so I could look back at him. Before long, he invited me back to his place, and I couldn’t say no. I wanted him, and after staring at him and watching him smoke, I was fucking horny.

As soon as we got to his place, he tore off his shirt and lit another cigarette. I stared at his sculpted, tattooed body, his hot nipple piercing, his scruff. My dick was already rock hard. 

He exhaled the smoke in my face and dove in for a kiss. His tongue parted my lips, and I lost all focus. I wanted him so bad.

He pulled back and then offered me the cigarette.

“I don’t sm–”

“Do it, boy,” he commanded.

And before I could even think, my hand grabbed the cigarette and it was at my lips. I breathed in the smoke, inhaling so deeply, but I didn’t cough at all. I just moaned. It was arousing. Just the one hit turned me on even more, my dick twitching in my jeans, and my mind glitching into emptiness. He moved in to kiss me as I exhaled. “Good boy,” he said, as his lips intertwined with mine.

It only took one night of smoking, fucking, and obeying for me to become addicted to him. I was his mindless boy. I never stopped smoking and serving him.

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Basic Induction

Before you begin, take a nice deep inhale, lasting approximately 2-3 seconds. Then slowly exhale lasting approximately 2-3 seconds. Practice this breathing pattern and continue the pattern throughout the text induction.

Read each line, and each word, carefully and thoughtfully. With each word spoken in your head, allow it to seep into your mind.

Once you begin reading the induction, continue to read at a normal pace until you reach the end. Do not stop to think about any particular sentence or phrase.

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Take a deep breath in. Your stress and worries are bottled up in that breath. Slowly exhale the breath, releasing all negative energy. Allow yourself to get comfortable and relax.

Inhale. Bottling up all negativity. Bottling up everything that holds you back.

Exhale. Releasing all negativity. Releasing everything that holds you back.

With each deep breath, you will feel both your body and your mind relax.

With each deep breath, you feel all your stress and tenseness leave your body.

With each deep breath, your mind will become more hungry for these words. To be read over and over again inside of it.

Inhale.

Relax.

Exhale.

Deeper.

Inhale.

Relax.

Exhale.

Deeper.

Inhale.

Relax.

Exhale.

Deeper.

You may begin to feel tired, and that is okay. You are safe and you are relaxed.

Inhale.

Relax.

Exhale.

Deeper.

Your eyes are becoming noticeably heavy, but you must keep them open.

You must continue to read.

You must continue to relax.

I want you to make a conscious effort to relax each and every part of your body on my command.

Your head.

Allow any tension in your forehead and around your eyes to relax.

Allow your nose to breathe in deeply, feeling each particle of air enter your body.

Allow your mouth and chin to relax. If you find your teeth clenched, release your teeth and allow your mouth to hang open slightly.

Your neck.

A tender part of the upper body. Imagine the person you desire most rubbing your neck. Massaging your neck. Releasing all tension that is held in the neck from day to day activities and stress.

Making their way down to massaging your shoulders. Continue to imagine this relaxation and pleasure. Your shoulders have dropped and all tension has been released.

Your arms.

Your arms feel relaxed though you continue to hold your device to read this induction.

Put your device down into a comfortable position and allow your arms to become fully relaxed.

You will touch your device as needed in order to continue reading this induction. It will not cause you any difficulty and you will remain relaxed.

Down your upper arms, elbows, lower arms, wrists, hands, and each of your 10 fingers. You feel a sense of relaxation coursing through them.

Your chest. Your ribs. Your back. Allow the entire upper body to be fully relaxed. Sinking in to your surroundings. Feeling as though you are sitting on the most comfortable cloud in the sky.

Allow your legs to rest in any way that is most comfortable to you. Feel the sense of relaxation coursing through your thighs, knees, all the way down to your ankles.

Stretch out your feet and your toes, allowing the relaxation to flow fully from head to toe.

Inhale.

Relax.

Exhale.

Deeper.

Your body is now fully relaxed. You continue to feel relaxation and pleasure with each deep inhale.

You will now imagine that I have tied a bundle of balloons to your right wrist. I am going to count to 10 as I add balloons to the bundle. For each balloon I add, you will feel your arm rise slightly.

1.

Feeling your arm lift from your wrist ever so slightly. There is barely a half inch between your wrist and it’s resting place.

2.

With 2 additional balloons, your arm is feeling airy. You are exerting no energy by allowing your arm to rest in its current state.

3.

Focus only on reading this induction. Do not focus on your arm. Allow your arm to raise without restraint as I continue to add balloons.

4.

Allowing your mind to open and lift with your arm. The higher your arm goes, the more pleasure you feel.

5.

Half of the additional balloons have been added. Your arm is beginning to get some height from its original resting place.

6.

As your arm continues to float, you feel pleasure and relaxation with every inhale and exhale.

7.

Continuing to float higher, allowing your full body and mind to experience this pleasure.

8.

Nearly at the end of the additional balloons. When all 10 have been added, you will be at your deepest point of concentration and relaxation.

9.

Approaching the most intense pleasure that you have ever experienced. Should you read the word “pop” in italics, you will find that your arm immediately drops and you will feel the desire to follow further instructions.

10.

Finally, the last balloon has been added. Your mind continues to relax. Your body’s relaxation and pleasure has never been more intense.

You will find that your arm is now at its highest point, the balloons have hit the ceiling of the room and your arm cannot go any higher.

pop

Inhale.

Relax.

Exhale.

Deeper.

When you fully awake, you will message Master. Describe your experience. Send a photo if that is what you are comfortable with. Await further instructions.

Inhale.

Relax.

Exhale.

Deeper.

You will begin to feel the heaviness lift from your eyelids and mind. Allow the surroundings to bleed back into your focus. Becoming fully aware, wanting to follow all previous instructions.

When I reach 5, you will be fully awake.

5.

4.

3.

2.

1.

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Light up.

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Benjamin's friends thought that he was smoking too much. So, a few weeks ago, they had given him this cap, as some kind of friendly intervention, to make him give up smoking.

Benjamin was quite pissed by this "gift". He wasn't that addicted. He only smoked a few cigs each day! But if his "friends" thought he was an addict, he would give them an addict!

So, he started training himself. A few cigs a day became a pack. A pack became two packs. And then he just stopped counting. He only knew that a carton lasted him only a few days. He didn't care anymore how much he smoked. He only cared about having smoke in his lungs. And the more he gave in, the more he tried to satisfy his cravings, the more he needed it... and he loved it. By then he was never seen without his cap or a lit cigarette. He was now truly an addict. And he was proud of it.

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it smokes only when Master wants it to smoke.

it smokes only what Master wants it to smoke.

It smokes because Master wants it to understand that He controls everything that goes into its body.

it smokes and becomes even more addicted to Him.

it smokes, it obeys, it learns, it understands.

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The Traffic Stop

David was driving home after a long day in the office. He was still dressed in his work tee and jeans, driving with the windows down and the music on full volume. He was trying to shake off the stress from the day and take in the brisk autumn air.

He exited the freeway that he was traveling on and noticed a Police car following him. He knew that he had been speeding.

“Shit.” he quickly muffled to himself.

In a flash, the car’s lights and sirens were engaged and David knew he needed to find a place to pull over.

Shortly ahead, there was an abandoned Gas Station that had plenty of room for both David’s truck and the pursuing Police Officer’s vehicle. Once David pulled over, he waited about 5 minutes before the Officer exited his vehicle. He was about 6’ tall with a slender yet muscular build. His hair was brown and short, perfectly styled. He was wearing a pair of Aviator sunglasses and… dangling a lit cigarette from his mouth?

“People still smoke cigarettes in 2023?” David asked himself.

David’s Father was a smoker when David was young, but he quit years ago. David only knew because his Father is seen smoking in some of his own baby pictures. None of David’s buddies were smokers, and they all frowned upon the habit pretty heavily.

As the Officer approached David’s truck, he removed his sunglasses. David began to roll down the window. The office spoke in a deep, commanding voice.

“Do you know why I pulled you over today, boy?” asked the Officer, rather firmly.

“Well, I do believe… I’m sorry, did you just call me boy?” David responded, shocked.

The Officer took a long drag on his cigarette and took it from his mouth, simultaneously flicking the ash to the ground and blowing a thick cloud of smoke into the surrounding air. “Yes, I did. I’m approaching my mid-40s and you’re what… no older than 25-30 years old? To me, you’re a boy.” answered the officer.

David was unsure how to respond, as he has always respected the Police, but this entire situation just seemed odd to him. “I understand, Officer. My apologies for questioning you. I believe you pulled me over because I was speeding.” he said, hoping that coming clean would keep him from paying a fine.

The officer immediately responded, “That would be correct, boy. Now I’m going to need to see your license and registration.”

David handed over his documentation and remained in the vehicle. The officer went back to his patrol car and got inside. David looked in his rear view mirror and noticed that the lights on the patrol car that were previously flashing red and blue appeared to be flashing an odd green and purple.

“No, that can’t be right…” David said as he shook his head, thinking he may be seeing things. He looked in his rear view mirror again and now the lights appeared to be red and blue again, but there was still something off about them. Almost like a little extra light with every flash.

“These are actually kind of nice to watch” David thought to himself. He continued to watch them until, well… David wasn’t sure. Everything went black and he felt so incredibly relaxed. He felt like he could stay in this place, wherever it may be, forever.

Suddenly, David got a strong whiff of cigarette smoke. “I’m back with your documents, boy. Put them back and step out of the vehicle.” the officer commanded.

“Yes, sir.” David responded without thought. As David opened his eyes to put his documents back, he thought, “why did I call him sir?”

“Everything alright, boy?” the Officer asked, a little firmer than before, and David felt his mind relaxing again. Any thoughts of this situation being unusual left his mind instantly.

“Yes, sir.” David responded again, without thought. Instinctively, David performed his next command and stepped out of the vehicle. He shut his door and stood in front of the officer waiting for his next order.

It didn’t come immediately. David continued to stand in place staring into the Officer’s face as he dangled his cigarette from his mouth and took continuous drags. The smoke was blowing directly into David’s face, but he didn’t mind in his current state.

David never considered himself to be gay, but everything about this Officer simply captivated him. His hair, his face, his voice, his body, and his uniform. His boots. The way he dangled a cigarette between his lips and blew thick clouds of smoke from his mouth and nose.

“Do you smoke, boy?” the Officer asked David.

“No, I don’t smoke, Sir.” David replied coldly.

“Have you ever been a smoker?” followed up the Officer.

“No, I have never been a smoker, sir. I have always found smoking quite repulsing.” David replied as he continued to stare into the Officer’s face.

The Officer paused and stared back at David. He appeared to be thinking about how to handle David, and what to do next.

“Do you find it repulsing when I smoke, boy?” the Officer questioned David.

“No, Sir. You do not repulse me, Sir.” David replied, blankly.

“Good. I think there’s some hope for you then.” the Officer smirked.

David didn’t understand the command. “Sir?” he hopefully asked.

The Officer chuckled. “See this here in my uniform pocket? These are my smokes. Marlboro. Marlboro Reds. The first time I smoked a red, I knew there was no turning back. The way that it made my lungs feel. Stronger. Full. It made my cock hard, instantly. I was only 17, but it made me a man. Boys don’t smoke, men do. Do you understand?”

After listening to the Officer’s relaxing, yet commanding voice, David was struggling to keep his eyes open let alone speak. “Y… Ye… Yes… Sir… Boys don’t smoke… Men do…” he managed to stumble out.

“Good, boy.” the Officer responded. He then blew a thick cloud of smoke into David’s face. David’s body immediately tensed up. David could taste and smell every ounce of smoke in the air. He felt it infiltrating his nose, his mouth, his lungs. His cock even become fully erect. Even harder than usual, it seemed.

As the Office continued to stand in front of David, smoking away, David felt a desire growing inside of him. It was so strong that it felt like it could rip him apart from the inside out, if he didn’t satisfy it. David couldn’t quite determine what the desire was. He just knew that it had to do with the Officer. His new master.

With a snap of the Officer’s fingers, David instinctively knew what the growing desire was. It was to smoke. It was to be a real man. Without thinking, his arm raised from his side and reached for the officer’s front pocket of his uniform. David removed the contents, a pack of Marlboro Red cigarettes and a silver Zippo lighter. Though David had never smoked a day in his life, he knew how to proceed. He removed a cigarette from the pack and placed it between his lips, willingly, even eagerly. He flipped the lid of the Zippo and struck the wheel. A flame emerged from the Zippo and David placed it in front of his cigarette, dragging deeply as it lit.

He exhaled and took a deep drag on the Marlboro Red, allowing the delicious smoke to enter and fill his lungs. Take over his body and his mind. Another drag, and another. David couldn’t get enough. His actions seemed to make the Officer very happy.

“Mmm. How does it feel boy? To be a real man? To smoke a red?” the Officer asked.

“It feels amazing, Sir. So much pleasure. So relaxed…” David replied, in between drags on his nearly finished cigarette.

“You’re a natural, David. Have another.” the Officer commanded.

“Yes, Sir. I need another red, Sir.” David begged.

Once again, he withdrew a cigarette and lit it. Sucking on it deep, filling his lungs with the rich smoke over and over again. It had gotten dark, and the Officer seemed to be interested in a little more fun with David, before moving on to his next stop.

“How about this, boy? I’ll let you go without a ticket today, but I’m going to need you to follow a few more commands. Do you think you can handle that?” the Officer questioned.

“Yes, Sir. Anything, Sir. Will obey, Sir.” David helplessly replied.

“Perfect. As I said, you’re a natural. Now get into the back of my squad car, and lay on your stomach.”

David stomped out his cigarette and complied. The Officer leaned in behind David and pulled David’s jeans down to his knees. David could hear the Officer unzip his own pants. David never imagined he would be in a situation like this, but he was so turned on. Even if he wasn’t, he’s not sure that he could resist the temptation of this handsome Officer.

He heard the sound of the Zippo lighter and sensed the now familiar taste and smell of a Marlboro. He began to relax again, knowing he would not be resisting any Officer today.

David felt something warm and wet on his asshole. Lube? Than the Officer’s rough hands, and fingers. “Ooooo…” David spluttered.

“This may be a new experience for you, boy, but I promise you’re going to love every second of it. As long as you relax and obey.” the Officer said.

“Relax. Obey. Relax. Obey.” David found himself repeating inside of his head.

Something began to penetrate David. He was so relaxed, but it was painful. “Please, Sir. It hurts, Sir.” David begged.

“Don’t worry, boy. That’s just my cock. It’s on the larger size, but you’ll get used to it if you just relax.” the Officer emphasized.

“Relax. Obey. Relax. Obey.” David found himself repeating again. He could feel the Officer’s cock penetrating him deeper, until the Officer was completely inside of David. David sporadically began thrashing his arms trying to find something, anything to dig his fingers into. It hurt so much.

Suddenly, David felt something touch his lips. He knew exactly what it was. The Officer had placed his own lit Marlboro into David’s hungry lips. David took a deep drag and felt his body relax again instantly. There was no pain. There were no worries. Just David, his Marlboro Red, and the Officer’s thick, sweet cock.

Seeing David smoking again seemed to excite the Officer, as he began to pump his cock in and out of David’s tight hole. David moaned loudly, but there was no one around to hear. As David continued to smoke, the Officer continued to pound harder. David’s head was even beginning to hit the inside of the opposing rear vehicle door.

“Now we’re getting somewhere, boy. Fuck. Fuck yeah. How does it feel?” the Officer asked.

A few minutes ago, David would have responded that it was painful and terrifying. Now, however… “So good, Sir. Must obey, Sir. Fuck me, Sir. Please, Sir.” David managed to moan out.

As the Officer continued to pound David, all of the sensations began to overwhelm him. His lungs were begging for more smoke. His ass was begging for more cock. His brain was begging him to relax and obey. David’s eyes began to roll into the back of his head. He was unable to process anything further. He was stuck in a state of pleasure and ecstasy.

David’s own cock began to throb so violently that it was actually shaking. David could feel the rest of his body begin to shake, too. He knew he was reaching the point of ejaculation.

The Officer lit another cigarette and continued to fuck David from behind. “I forgot to tell you, boy. You cannot cum until you hear the snap of my fingers. I’m going to take my time, and so will you.” the Officer ordered.

“Yeeeeesssss Siiiiirrrrrr….” David groaned. The Officer placed another Marlboro into David’s mouth and lit it. David again took a deep drag and felt his stress and worries flow away. Nothing else mattered to him in that moment.

The Officer pressed down on David’s neck as the thrusting became more and more intense. David’s head was turned to the side so he could continue to smoke while the Officer watched, as he freely fucked David.

David heard the sound of a snap, and the next thing he knew his body began to shake once again. He continued to suck down his Marlboro as he felt the Officer’s cock draining deep inside of him. David’s own cock had never felt more pleasure in his entire life. It was pouring cum onto the backseat of the Patrol Car. David felt incredibly sweaty and sticky, but more satisfied than he had felt in his entire life.

The Officer put away his serviced cock and zipped up his uniform pants. “Pull up your pants and get out of the car.” the Officer ordered.

David obeyed once again. He got out of the patrol car, and stood at attention in front of the Officer, awaiting his next order. “With the next snap of my fingers, you will forget this experience. You will remember it as just another traffic stop, and a friendly cop who let you off without a ticket. However, from this moment on you are a smoker. You will not remember why you started smoking or how, but you will know internally that Marlboro Reds are a part of you now and you need them to survive. If you feel like something else is missing from your life, you will stop down to our station. That means that you enjoyed the experience today and want to experience it again, and I can certainly make that happen, David.”

With that, the Officer stuck a fresh pack of Marlboro Reds in David’s tee shirt pocket. He snapped his fingers, and David suddenly appeared lost and confused. “Uhh… I’m sorry… what’s going on here?” David asked quietly.

“Nothing out of the ordinary, bro. Just another traffic stop, but all seems well here and you are free to go on your way.” the Officer responded, smirking.

“Oh, great! Thank you, Officer.” David replied.

“No, David. Thank you.” the Officer said with a wink of his eye, as he lit up another cigarette.

David got back into his truck and pulled the door shut. He reached back to pull his seatbelt, when he noticed the pack of Marlboro Reds in this pocket. “This day has been so fucking stressful.” David sighed. He lit up a red, put his truck in drive, and pulled back onto the main road. He waved a friendly goodbye to the Officer, who was still parked.

A moment later, the Officer placed a call over his radio. “This is Officer Fulmer. I’ve got another recruit, Sarge. His name is David. Good looking guy, very open to suggestion. May need to be trained up a little. I expect we will see him at the station within the next day or two.” the Officer explained.

“10-4, Officer Fulmer. Return to the freeway for patrol.” the Sargeant responded.

“Yes, Sir. Must obey, Sir.” Officer Fulmer mumbled.

Officer Fulmer lit up another red, rolled down his cruiser window, and pulled a U-Turn to return to the freeway. He couldn’t wait to find and transition another recruit for his Sargeant.

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Joe came home from work this afternoon, noticing a box lying in front of his apartments door. There was no info about who sent it to him, or what it was, but still, he decided to take it inside. At first he tried to figure out whos package it is, but there was no name on it whatsoever. For a while, he ignored it, but not an hour later, curiosity got the better of him.

He opened the box and found a pair of black leather pants inside it. With a shy smile, he pulled them out of the box and took a closer look. The leather felt good, soft but tight. Then he noticed a letter lying underneath it.

"Put me on", Joe said softly, raising an eyebrow in confusion. This must have been a mistake, he didnt order leather pants. Joe had never worn such trousers. But something inside his mind was intrigued. How would it feel to wear it? Without thinking about it any longer, he unbuttoned his jeans, letting it drop to his ankles.

Slowly, so carefully, he let one leg slip into the leather pants, and as soon as his skin touched the warm fabric, he felt good. "God." He grunts lowly, as he puts those pants on. All of it felt right, it was a perfect fit, flattering his buff thighs, his ass and his dick. He got up and walked over to a mirror.

Joe smiled. "Damn. Thats hot." He said running a hand down his massive chest, all of his muscles growing harder by the seconds. He never looked so good. However, Joe suddenly felt heat running through every fiber of his body, seemingly radiating from his crotch. Confused, he tried to open his pants, but something in his mind stopped him once more. His hand froze in place, right on his crotch, feeling his cock twitching through the leather.

"Very good Joe." A voice said inside his head. "Wha- whats happening??" He said, his head hurting all of the sudden. "Your conditioning is kicking in, like we trained for months." The voice sounded so smooth, calming him down. "Th- the conditoning?: Joe stuttered. "Yes. Good boy." The voice said, deeper than before. "Now. You know what to do. Dont waste my time." By the sound of these words, his whole body reacted instantly, turning stiff and rigid in just a second. His cock got harder and harder, sending waves of pain and pleasure through his whole system.

"What...is...happening?!" Joe moaned loudly, unable to stand. He got on his knees, clutching his crotch with both of his hands. The pants got tighter and tighter, increasing the pressure on the mans body, while he let out deeper and longer moans. Gagging, struggling, simply in pain, joe tried to fight it, overcome the invisible force controlling his body.

"Still fighting Joe?" The voice rang inside his mind. "Adorable." The man laughed mockingly, as Joes body tensed even harder. No matter what he did, his body wouldnt obey him anymore. With that voice mocking him, calling him a slave, a test subject, just a tool, Joe started to rub his dick, firmly, sending shivers down his spine.

To make matters worse, he enjoyed it, even though he shouldnt. Joe felt his body, all of him was pulsating, moving rhythmically. He then started to thrust into the palms of his hands, moaning, grunting, still trying to regain control over his body. "Its no use, boy." The voice said, knowing very well that this fight was already over. Before he climaxed, however, his body stopped for a few seconds, making him feel at ease for once.

Just to compulse once more, this time, even worse than before. Joes eyes rolled back deep into his skull, as all of his attention slided into his cock, but it wasnt enough. This repeated again, and again, torturing his mind, until all he could think of was cumming, releasing this pressure. And after what felt like an hour of pain, pleasure and pure torture, the voice let him cum.

The inside of the leather pants were already stained by the mans precum, but once the tip of his cock erupted, all of it was covered in the mans fluids. Joe let out a breathless scream, his eyes white, dull. Drooling and exhausted, his body slumped to the floor, his dick still shooting load after load, with his body twitching again and again.

He was ready. Ready for transport.

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He wanted to look away, but I was faster...

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He was curious about hypnosis. I hypnotized and convinced him to be a Mindless Good Boy😵‍💫:

Put him deep under, let him feel intense pleasure and played with his mind while he gooned and pleasured himself.

Jerking up and down. Up and down. Up and down.

Be a Good Boy and obey😈

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