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Bryce woke up feeling refreshed and content after having the most wonderful dream. In it, guy after guy plowed him hard and bred him deep. A smile formed on his face as he stood up completely unaware of the drops of cum currently running down his legs.
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Jake didn’t realized three things about his boyfriend when they met. The first being that he was an ass man, the second that he was a skilled hypnotist, and the third being that he hypnotized Jake to show off his huge round ass as much as possible when he was around.
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Blake was just another lost guy in the world but that all changed when he met the mysterious Mr. Mesmer. After a few conversations, he quickly realized that he should forget about his old life and focus on nothing but lifting and becoming the perfect chauffeur for his new King and owner.
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Jace felt so calm and relaxed as he stood there listening to the strange man he just met talk. The more the man talked, the more relaxed he felt. When the man suggested that he should strip naked, Jace just had to obey. When the man suggested that he should follow him home, Jace just had to obey. When the man suggested that he should become his perfect bottom bitch, Jace just had to obey.
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Chase happily went about performing his chores that were assigned to him by his Master, completely unaware that a month ago he was a powerful attorney that was trying to get his Master locked up for brainwashing several of the local college football jocks into mindless obedient sex toys.
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One moment, Xander was going about his daily run and then the next he was following a strange man with the most perfect deep melodic voice he had ever heard back to his place. The more he listened to the man, the more he wanted to do whatever the man said even if it meant surrendering his free will.
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Blake couldn’t believe he had been riding a bike wrong for all these years. He never knew that his ass had to be out the whole time he rode it. Lucky for him that he ran into that guy with the shiny watch earlier that taught him the right way. Even better, that guy was following him back to his house to teach him how to ride something else as well.
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The last thing Ben remembered was being called into a meeting with his Coach, and now he is being fucked by the quarterback. He couldn’t remember ever wanting to be fucked before but that didn’t matter. The only thing that did was showing Coach what a good obedient bottom cock slut he could be.
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Jake was lucky that he ran into that nice guy on the trail. After staring deep into his eyes, it just made sense to give him the keys to his car and his wallet. The guy was even nice enough to teach him how to use his sexy body to find a ride home and how to thank the driver with a top tier blowjob.
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Jake’s head felt strange after talking to the new pledge at his frat. As frat president, it was his job to keep everyone in line and be in charge but he quickly lost control of the conversation and found himself listening very closely to the pledge’s hypnotic voice. Even stranger to him was when the pledge asked him to stop wearing deodorant, he found himself instantly agreeing to.
As the days went by, he found himself unable to focus on any task because once he got a whiff of his own musk, his cock would harden and his mind couldn’t focus on anything else but inhaling more and more of his intoxicating musky scent.
He found it was the worse at the gym. As he lifted, his scent just got stronger and more potent. There were times when he would just zone out on a bench, lost in his delicious smelling pit stink. He even found himself taking videos of himself mindlessly sniffing and licking every inch of his sweaty pits to send to the pledge. This behavior would eventually get him banned from the gym.
Once he was banned from gym, the pledge suggested that they turned his bedroom into a private gym. He found himself agreeing but asked where would he sleep. The pledge led him down to the basement where he was in for a surprise. There inside were 3 of his frat brothers, completely naked and fucking each other.
Normally, he would of been shocked by the sight but the whole basement just smelled so good. It was a mixture of musk, sweat, and cum that he didn’t even notice himself walking over and joining in on the fuck session that was occurring.
He found himself sniffing, kissing, and licking every inch of his frat brothers. He was completely oblivious to the fact that the more he did so, the more his thoughts slowed until all he wanted was to stay in the basement, inhale this beautiful scent, and fuck his frat bros as his new Master watched on.
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“That’s right, my toy. Go ahead and send that pic to your ex-boyfriend. Tell him how good it feels to be mine now.”
Bryce’s cock hardened as he obeyed and did what he was commanded to do. His boyfriend no longer mattered to him. He was now just a toy for his Master to play with.
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Chase was so thankful that his Master took the time to brainwash him into the perfect houseboy and saved him from a meaningless life of working as a detective.
It seemed like only yesterday that he had tracked the hypnotic villain, Mr. Mesmer, to an unsuspecting house in what appeared to be a quiet community. As he stealthily made his way into the house, he quickly realized he had fallen into a trap. He came face to face with Mr. Mesmer and before he could do anything, Mr. Mesmer said “SLEEP” causing him to fall into a deep sleep and crumple to the floor.
When he awoke, he was tied to a chair and had some sort of headset on which covered his ears and eyes completely. He couldn’t hear or see anything until a small spiral appeared in front of him and a deep relaxing voice urged him to just focus on it.
At first, Chase tried to keep his eyes closed but there was something about that voice that he couldn’t resist. He slowly opened his eyes and focused on the spiral. He quickly realized what a good idea it was to listen to the voice and obey it because the moment he did, he felt a wave of pleasure shoot through his body.
Chase found himself more eagerly accepting any command given to him or answer any question asked of him by the voice. He found himself wanting to obey just to get another wave of pleasure to rush through his body.
WHAT IS YOUR NAME?
“My name is Chase Valentine,” he replied but only this time no pleasure occurred. He quickly learned why.
WRONG. YOUR NAME IS CHASE HARDON.
“My name is Chase Hardon,” he replied. The moment those words escaped his lips and the pleasure began, he knew deep down his name was now and would forever be, Chase Hardon.
WHAT IS YOUR OCCUPATION?
“I am a detective,” he answered but instantly knew he got the question wrong when no pleasure began.
WRONG. YOU ARE A HOUSEBOY.
“I am a houseboy,” he replied as the pleasure began again.
WHO DO YOU SERVE?
“I don’t know,” muttered Chase in a panic. He didn’t know how but he knew that all houseboys served a Master. They needed someone to wait on hand and foot and give them orders. As a houseboy, he needed someone to serve and obey.
YOU SERVE ME.
“I serve you,” he quickly responded as the pleasure intensified tenfold over.
This type of questioning went on for hours until Chase was completely mindfucked and transformed from a dominant detective to a vapid, horny, nudist, loyal houseboy who would do anything to serve his Master.
Now, every morning as Chase makes his Master breakfast, he sometimes hears someone being questioned in a room and a huge smile will form on his face remembering how good it felt to answer his Masters questions correctly.
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Shane tried to fight the urge to strip down to just his jock, get on all fours, and post his location on all the gay apps but it was just too strong. He knew this was a punishment for heckling that hypnotist he met on the street but deep down, he was beginning to love it. In fact, he was begging to crave it. It was all he could think about. He needed to be used by men. He needed to be fucked and covered in cum. He needed to be a good hole and serve his Master, the greatest hypnotist in the world, Mr. Mesmer.
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After opening a strange email sent to him, Tony was confused. He didn’t understand why he was sitting in an office at work. He wasn’t a business man. The only thing he knew how to do was to take cock, so he pulled down his pants, bent over the desk, and begged to be fucked.
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Ryder couldn’t stop smiling. Not only did he graduate today but right after that, he would report to his Master’s house and sign his slave contract. Soon he would officially be his Master’s collared, caged, and plugged toy.
Ryder thought back to how just a few months ago his Master was just his Pysch TA who chose him to be the subject when he demonstrated hypnosis to the class. Ryder knew that his Master continued to hypnotize him after that but he didn’t care. All that mattered to him was being a good toy and obeying his Master’s every command.
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The mission was suppose to be easy. All Logan had to do was attend a Mass at the Church of Manly Worship and verify if the missing soldiers were in attendance.
However, the moment he entered the Church, he was greeted by a muscled man wearing nothing but a small black poser. Logan tried not to look at the poser but it was evident the man was rock hard with the way it stretched out revealing a bit of the man’s cock.
The man inquired if this was Logan’s first time at the Church and Logan quickly confirmed it was and tried to walk away but before he could do that, the man grabbed his arm led him to a chair that was front and center of the stage. Once again, Logan tried to say that he couldn’t stay and attempted to leave but the man wouldn’t let go of his arm and told him that Mass was about to begin and that no one can leave once the Leader enters the stage.
A small skinny man entered the stage and started to speak. He introduced himself as the Leader and welcomed all to his Church. The Leader continued to talk nonstop but Logan didn’t mind at all. Logan found the man’s voice irresistible. It was deep and he spoke in a very melodic way that was very hypnotic.
The more Logan listened to the Leader speak, the more he made sense. It was freeing to submit to a Superior Man. It was good to workout. It just made sense to eat right. It was only natural to be hard around your fellow man. It felt good to worship other men’s bodies. Then the most important, it was only right to obey the Leader.
At this point in the Mass, Logan was in a deep trance and had completely forgotten why he was here. All he wanted to do was to obey the Leader and he was soon given an opportunity to do so.
The Leader proceeded to ask the men in attendance if any of them had something to confess and Logan jumped to his feet and started to tell the Leader about his plans to infiltrate the Church and locate the missing soldiers. The Leader looked directly at Logan and told him not to worry about that mission because he will be given a new mission now.
Logan listened as the Leader informed him of his new mission. Logan will now be the Leader’s spy within the military and provide any information the Leader requests without hesitation. Also, Logan will start to recruit and bring more soldiers to the Church so they can serve his new Master as well.
As Logan stood there being reprogrammed by his new Master, he cock grew rock hard. He was standing in front of the greatest man he had ever had the privilege to meet and that man choose him to be his spy. He was overjoyed.
Once the Leader was finished reprogramming Logan’s mind, he concluded the Mass and started the after Mass orgy. All the men in attendance, including Logan, stripped naked and spent the rest of the day kissing, licking, and fucking one another as the Leader watched on with a huge smile on his face.
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