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Flashback Friday: As Memories Wash Away

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First Friday of the Month features a flashback to a previous story, sometimes with improvements added. Original Here. 

That shower is just so relaxing, and it feels so good to relax after a hard workout just like that. You have enjoyed building that muscle for Coach, and that water hitting that hard body just feels so good. It helps to loosen up all tensions in those muscles as it becomes so easy to feel all stress washing away. It helps to loosen up all the worries and insecurities in your mind, as all doubts begin to wash away. And it helps to loosen up all those remaining inhibitions as all resistance to being reprogrammed washes away now. Last, but not least, i helps those memories inside of you to loosen up as we begin to wash those away too. Soon we’ll finish stripping away your clothes as we also finish stripping away your past. Just let all those old memories wash away. It is simply so easy to just let go of your old life. Let go to the pleasure as you are reprogrammed.

As you lather up with my special shampoo and soap mix, you can inhale that aroma. Just breathe it in as your mind becomes more and more blank. This special concoction helps to brainwash you further and further. And in this relaxed state, it’s so easy to just let any remaining old memories rinse off as you scrub clean. That’s it, soldier. Allow your memories to just swirl down the drain as you open your mind up to my reprogramming.More and more ready to be written by Coach’s hypnosis as you find yourself learning about who you are now. About how you feel so good to obey. About how you love to work out and build muscle. About how you love to show off that muscle. About how you love to recruit others into services.  You are now a soldier in my muscle army. Working out for Coach. Eating right for Coach. Showing off for Coach. Growing Coach’s muscle army.

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The CockSlave

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Bennett loved coming home to his cockslave. While Bennett had never gotten much into traditional BDSM, there was something so wonderful about coming home and having someone obsessed with his dick help to take both of their clothes off ahead of some relaxation and pleasure. Being a good Alpha jock for Coach had shown its rewards, and a brainwashed cockslave was the best present Coach could have given him.

Timothy, for his part, had loved becoming a simple-minded cockslave… nothing to worry about but pleasing his Alpha’s cock. Even before Coach’s programming, he loved giving head


  When Timmy found out such a thing as a cockslave existed, he had been all too eager to check out Coach’s programming. It didn’t take long for him to accept that he was meant to serve Superior cock, and an Alpha like Bennett with his magnificent natural dick just seemed so Superior to him.

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Flashback Friday: Ready to Worship

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Flashback Fridays take an old story and sometimes add a bit more to it! Original here.

Oscar had been a star player on the college wrestling team. While not the biggest guy, he was very scrappy, often surprising other opponents in his weight class. Unfortunately, he also loved to use some of those moves on the underclassmen. He was also president of a wrestling frat on campus, and he made sure everyone in the house worshiped him like a God.

I brought him in for some of our usual workout motivation, but this time I had something else in mind. It wasn’t unusual for Oscar to grab his large package during trance, and I was going to use that to My advantage as I encouraged him to rub it. And of course rubbing it felt so good, and I told him to rub it… so surely it must feel so good to do as I say.


Soon his whole hand was in the boxer briefs stroking into trance.

Every stroke relaxes you more. Every stroke relaxes you deeper.

And yet the more I talked about submission, the more those shorts bulged out.

Ready to be a good boy. More submissive to your Coach with each and every stroke.

And when I started talking about how he would love to be fucked by Me, he even started to pull down his briefs.

Not yet boy. First you must earn it. First you must worship Me like the God I am.


And worship Me he did, as he dropped to his knees and took a position of submission. My programming had worked its way deep into his subconscious, and there was nothing he desired more than to please his new Master.

He offered up praise to his new God – and then he offered up his services. He was desperate to make Me proud.

“I submit myself to you, Coach. You are my Master. You are My God. I humbly kneel before you, and lower myself to your feet. This is where I belong.

Let me worship them. Let me lick your feet clean and massage them.  Please allow me, Sir. It’d be such an honor to serve as your humble footslave, Master. Or maybe you would rather I massage your shoulders, or worship your cock. Anything you want, Master. Anything to earn Sir’s cock in my ass.”

After this, he was much more humble in his frat and with his teammates. Sometimes he even let the freshman fuck him. He was the wrestling star with nothing to prove – except for wanting to prove his devotion to Me.

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