He asks if he can shower. It’s been a long day of physical labor, moving all those boxes. I’m so glad he responded to the job listing. I’ve been giving him glasses of cool water to relieve the heat.
While he’s in the shower, I casually enter and suggest he open the door. He’s been drinking the water I gave him and now he’s bathing in the shower I told him to use. He opens the door, I snap a few photos.
The next suggestion involves the guy from yesterday who came to move the boxes. There’s really nothing special about the boxes. They’re just heavy. The boxes exhaust them; the water relaxes them; the shower makes them mine.
They don’t know if it’s a sentence they agree with or were told. We just make sure it’s the thought that motivates them.
Ted will nurse the last bit of cum from Neil’s cock and they will both return to the office. Ted has been marked. For the rest of the day, when anyone wants, they can stop Ted and cum on him. Ted is not to clean the cum off himself unless it’s with his tongue. He is also not to remove any clothing unless it is taken from him. He’s completely naked soon enough, though; and by the end of the day, most of his body is dripping cum. When a cum rag is marked, it’s usually a long day. The men stay extra long when they can drop a load so freely. Once everyone goes home, Ted’s day finally begins. He is sent to the stable where the cum all over him draws even more attention. This time, it’s from men who only fuck. Now and until long after Ted has lost consciousness, the many many loads will be left inside him. It is when he next awakes that he will be trained to fuck like they do.
It’s bigger on the inside.
I invited them over for a swim. I put on trunks, too, just to keep up the illusion. They didn't want any alcohol, but they did have a cold drink. I got them to let me snap this photo before they got in the water. They swam and swam and I made excuse after excuse for not getting in. Then, they stopped asking. Then, they started to forget things. Then, they started asking who and where they were. I showed them this photo to prove they were long time lovers. From now on, they were. They were mine. They were my pet lovers.
We start with some regular photos. Just casual. Then we say we want an all day work look and get him sweaty and shirtless. Then we tell him he needs a bath and get him naked. He is embarrassed to be unable to stop his erection. We tell him it is fine. He soaks in the tub that has been specially prepared for him. Then we tell him he needs a fuck. Cock appears in his face and he knows only one thing to do with it: dribble and spit and swallow that shaft. He is very hungry. We knew he would be. We fed him lunch first, of course. That’s why he did everything we told him. Our company tools make cock slaves of any man. We use it to great effect. We lift him—his face still glued to the cock he is pressing down his throat—and press another cock into his ass. He moans for it, unexpectedly very happy to have so much cock in him. They begin to fuck him, vigorously, and he makes even louder noises; of sex and mindless pleasure. We have a new office slave to break in before selling. We like to have a particular brand.
Meaty, hairy, mindless, perpetually horny and hungry for cock is just how we like ‘em.
Dressing exactly as commanded. Still reports to the work site as though we were his employees. We each take a turn giving him a new order.
Day by day, he becomes the naked, cock hungry, perpetually horny pet we needed … to lose ourselves to Lust and accept the rescue when we are delivered to a roomful of cock
Of course he doesn’t know it, but that’s the last beer he’ll drink as an independent, free man. His sex will be our product and his delicious cum will add to our breeding.
In places where life evolved differently, creatures in the wild learned to prey on the instincts of others. If a male's instinct to sustain himself was not greater than his instinct to procreate, he would feed this plant until his death and further nutrients would be absorbed through the plant's roots as the collection of deceased creatures nourished the soil. Some life, however, was sentient enough to not only resist pleasure toward orgasm for the sake of food, but enough also to domesticate these plants. Many a male would keep a plant such as this in home. Many even kept the plant at bedside for very pleasant rest.
It’s a great way to relax. You’re not all the way on the floor, but you’re not relying on balance and the weight is very comfortably distributed. You can even get a massage while you’re there. With our program, it’s a very different massage than some people might think. Our massage is very deep. You have to be very relaxed for this kind of deep inner massage. You’re lucky we gave you something for that. When you’re new to the massage, we start in the back. When you’re more familiar, we tend to begin in the front. Later, we just set you down and set the cock loose on you. You’re very loose by then.
I caught him jogging a couple of times. I was restrained and he was nice about it, but I told him how sexy he was. I made sure we saw each other the next few days. Then, I asked if I could take a photo. The photo used the flashing. As soon as I took the photo, I told him I’d see him every day. I was told that’s how the hypnosis sticks. He’ll be here every day, now, whether he wanted to or not. I only needed one more. It was the day after that I gave him a dose of the Tools. I gave him the Tools and I told him, explicitly, any time he jerks off or has sex for the next two days, he must not cum. I wanted him as horny as possible when I finally told him to follow me home. Three days later, when he met me for the daily picture and new directives, he was erect in his pants. I told him what a good boy he was. Three more days, he met me with a full chub and then I gave him the last order. For him to leave everything of his old life behind, because he was going to follow me home.
That final day, he arrived without his watch, but he still had shorts on. I told him to remove them and drop them in the nearby bin and then to get in the vehicle with me.
NSFW I find images on Tumblr or the web and add original captions along a theme of mind alteration, mind control, or self-desired submission. There are also images of unreal creatures of humanoid male form. If you find yourself on my Tumblr and don't like what you see or what I've imagined of you, I hope we can negotiate, but I'm willing to remove said post. Please, if it is illegal for you to view this content, be discreet or simply do not. I do not actively engage people on this Tumblr, but you can find my musings Behind the Desktop. This is not my plan for world conquest, but a place for my imagination to be shared. That being said, becareful: If you fit the bill, you will become a Target and a Hook will be on his way to seduce your mind to our desires.
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