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Daddy get me a cocktail and then rub my feet in front of everyone. I want them to all understand I control the owner of this club. If you do a good job I’ll let you suck my toes to eliminate all doubt.
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Logan didn’t know why he was so horny. He just had to jack off. His cock was rock hard and demanding attention. He quickly ran to his bed, ripped off his clothes, closed his eyes, and started to jack off.
In Logan’s fantasy, he heard people cheering him on. Telling him to feel up his fit body and to put on a hot show for them. The more the crowd cheered, the faster he stroked until he let out a moan as he shot a huge load over his muscled abs.
As Logan opened his eyes, his face turned beet red as he realized that he wasn’t in his bedroom but was on top of his car, buck naked and covered in cum, in front of all his friends. He was so confused until he locked eyes with a strange man in the crowd. There stood the hypnotist that he insulted last week with a smile on his face.
As Logan jumped up off the car to confront the hypnotist, he heard the tist yell SLEEP. As Logan fell to the ground in a deep sleep, he briefly noticed his friends doing the same.
As Logan opened his eyes, a smile came to his face. There standing in front of him was the hottest guy he had ever seen. He quickly got on his knees in front of the man and begged the man to take him home and fuck his tight hole.
To Logan’s surprise, the man agreed but said that once he did that, Logan would be completely owned by him. Logan’s cock twitched thinking about being this perfect man’s property that all he could do was nod and say Yes Sir as his cock shot another load all over him.
As Logan got to his feet, he once again noticed all his friends standing there clapping. A smile formed on his face because they all looked so happy for him that he accepted the man’s offer to be his slave. Logan’s cock twitched once again as he got into his Master’s car and drove off into his new life.
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Ever since Logan’s roommate introduced him to Coach Ken, the former med student found any thoughts in his head that weren’t about lifting, flexing, or looking hot slowly draining from his mind after each workout. Now he just lifts, flexes, and OBEY his Coach like a good toy.
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Every night before bed, Jace would play a hypno file to help him focus in class. Little did he know that his roommate would change the file each night to one that would turn him into the perfect himbo doll. Now, Jace could care less about school. All that matters is looking hot.
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So glad you knocked on my door to sell whatever you were selling. So glad they didn't teach you to not go inside the house, or take any drink they might offer you. So here you are, in my basement. No one can hear you . I noticed they do not seem to be tracking you on your phone. So, Aaron. You are my plaything tonight. And later tonight, I'm going to introduce you to a few of my friends who are also going to play with you.
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The moment Brock put on the thong, it activated the final post hypnotic trigger and his transformation was complete. He was now just a toy to be played with. He had no thoughts or desires of his own. His only purpose is to OBEY and play with anyone his Master command him to.
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Jace’s cock twitched as he snapped his most recent progress pic. Ever since he started listening to a mysterious hypno file he found online, his priorities majorly changed. He quit school and joined the gym. He no longer had to think. All he had to do was OBEY and lift.
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I was canoeing the other day and heard these two guys behind me call me a canoe fag. That’s what everyone started saying after I started wearing a speedo. Anyway, once they caught up to me, I recognized them from a bar I was at a week ago. They were both gay, and we laughed about my nickname and at any rate decided to go over to their place for a drink.
One of them started talking about how being a fag is different from being gay and asked if I knew the difference. I told them I wasn’t really sure what they were talking about so they showed me. One of them spit in my face while the other pulled my hair and slapped me.
I didn’t complain or anything and they both looked at each other and said yep he’s a fag. Anyway, they both fucked me pretty good and I think we’re gonna see each other again at the end of the week they were all right. I guess I am a canoe fag.
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Lieutenant Johnson felt the plug in his ass vibrate as he looked on as his fellow soldiers were captured and lead into the reeducation tents. His cock hardened as he remembered how good it felt to undergo reeducation and become a mindless sex toy for his former enemies.
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