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“Go ahead, command him to sleep for you.” Thanks to my earlier instruction, Luca knew this slave had been programmed with a trigger point on his righta arm… all he had to do was push down and say “Sleep slave.”
And the slave I had dumbed down into mindless obedience, easily complied. “Now, what would you like him to do for you? Start with something easy.”
His name no longer mattered, but he had been sent to me by My mole in a local precinct. With prisons overcrowding, low-rent criminals – in this case a petty thief – would be sent my way for reprogramming. Criminals like him often already start on the lower end of the intelligence scale, so it didn’t take much before he was dumbing down with every stroke.
He didn’t know what awaited, but he was tired of struggling to survive and more than willing to give into something new.
Now the past seemed a distant memory, his mind fuzzy if he tried to think about it. It felt better to just let go and obey. No need to think. No need to make decisions. Life was better this way. He continued to flex until Luca gave him a new command.
“Slave, I want you to feel and massage my muscles now. And the more you admire my muscles, the more you will crave sucking off your Master.” Luca has learned well from Me.
“That’s right. Now pay attention, boy,” Roberto said as he grabbed his stiff member through his shorts. “This will be your reward for doing a good job on duty today. And I know good dogs like you love the taste of their favorite bone inside of them. Isn’t that right, Sentinel?” Sentinel looked up as simple thoughts flowed through his head. ‘Must protect Master. Must guard Master. Need Master’s bone. Keep Master safe.’ Yet all that came out was another ‘Woof.’