Elliott had not paid attention to the weather when he went jogging. It was unusually warm for this time of year, but a cold front was coming in and creating the potential for storms not normally seen in the fall. When his phone alerted him to the weather watches, he decided not to chance being caught in bad weather as he ordered up a ride-share. “Out for a run, huh, bud?” the young, handsome driver asked, which Elliott politely yet quickly confirmed. “Not much of a talker, huh? No worries. If you want, you can just watch the entertainment here on this screen.”
Soon Elliott was zoning out, the visuals and music combining to take him into a suggestible state of trance. It was becoming harder and harder for Elliott to think as he simple started to become a mindless goon focused only on his growing arousal. Without thought, he soon had slipped his hard dick out of his shorts and began to stroke it.With every stroke, Elliott was getting dumber and dumber, his brains draining down to his cock as subliminals molded his mind into the mind of a FitDimWit that loved to think with his dick. He almost had a brief awareness of what was happening as he squeezed his dick. “Brains?”
Yet soon the lustful pleasure again overwhelmed him as he continued to further stroke to the programming. As the programming removed his inhibitions, his clothes further slipped off until he was completely naked in the vehicle.
So, you have the weekend off, huh, soldier? That’s nice. A weekend without orders or commands… of course, I bet a part of you deep down will miss that. After all, sometimes it just feels so nice to not have to think for ourselves, isn’t that right? It can simply be so easy to let go of the need to think and mindlessly obey those commanding officers, just as it can be so easy to let go of the need to think as you mindlessly begin to obey Coach.You aren’t even sure when it started to happen as you simply listened to Me speak. Perhaps you’re just so used to following orders that you easily started to succumb to My commanding voice or perhaps My commanding voice left you with no choice but to follow along.
My words echoing in your head in such a way that all other thoughts have begun to fade, just as all resistance fades from you right now. It simply feels so good to listen as you give right in to the pleasure building up as you are left following right along, and following right along is left giving you so much pleasure deep down. Stripping away inhibitions as you strip off those clothes. Relaxing as you sit and stroke, and stroking as you sit and relax. Every stroke helping you to give in further and further like the good soldier you are. You might have forgotten I programmed you to be a military jock ahead of your enlistment, but your subconscious is left so easily remembering how good it feels to go so deep for Me. Deeper and deeper and it feels so good.