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Freedom in Submission

Kaiden had invited his buddy over to watch a movie – one that had been secretly overlayed with subliminal messages. His intentions were noble, for he had discovered Barrett was repressing desires due to a conservative family. At least, that’s how Kaiden justified his actions – that in enslaving his friend, he was truly freeing him.  As Barrett zoned out, Kaiden scooted closer. No reaction. He then put his arm around his buddy, but Barrett remained entranced. The programming seemed to be working. Saying, “Hypnoslave, kiss me,” confirmed that it was.

“Good boy,” Kaiden told the tranced jock while pulling down his own pants. “Now suck my cock.”

Barrett happily obliged, the subliminal audio messages continue to play as he let go more and more. Let go of inhibitions. Let go of fears.  Embrace your desires deep down. Give in to your desires. Fulfilling them makes you happy. You have allowed others to control you your whole life. Now it’s time to choose who you want to have in control. Deep down, you know there is no choice. You cannot resist your innermost desires. You cannot resist the power of your new Master.

Kaiden knew that Barrett would keep denying himself happiness unless he forced it.


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The Good Jock Valentine

“Welcome to my home, Coach. I’ve loved listening to your stuff. It’s really helped me out in the gym.”

Yeah? I would love to see that, jock.

“I don’t know Coach. Before I transformed my body, I was just a shy geek. You made me a lot more confident, but sometimes I still feel shy. And meeting you is one of those times.’

Ah, don’t be shy. You’re a good jock. And GOOD JOCKS OBEY. That’s right. Be a good obedient jock right now and take off your shirt.


I see you changed your mind about taking off your shirt.

“Nah, I was just getting a bit hot.”

I see. Maybe if if it’s so hot, you should take your pants off too.

“And just be in my underwear?”

No different from a swimming pool. GOOD JOCKS OBEY. Good jocks strip away resistance. Remove your inhibitions as you remove your pants. I know which files you have been listening to, jock, and what you crave deep down. You want to be one of My fitdimwits.

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Triggered At The Gym

Richard was getting sick of the young jock he kept seeing it at the gym that seemed to think he was better than him. The disrespectful jock would sit on a machine for way too long on his phone and failed to put weights away. What the jock didn’t know was that Richard had a connection to the gym and had been able to get his buddy Coach to play some subliminal tracks during the jock’s workouts. The gym was empty besides the three of them today, so Richard decided it would be a good chance to test things out.

“You and I need to have a chat,” he told the jock, causing the jock to get up in his face. “I don’t have time for you, Boomer.”

“GOOD JOCKS OBEY,” Richard said as the jock’s face went blank. But the only way to know for sure it was working was to now test the trigger with a command. “Suck My cock,” he told the jock. Richard, a young Gen X-er, was caught off guard by how quickly the jock had pulled down his pants and began going down on his dick. “Good jock. Now strip off your shirt.”

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Pump Slave

As the two jocks drifted deeper into trance to Coach’s voice, they accepted their places on the team more and more. Bodie, a college junior, was set to be the new team captain, and Casper would be his pump buddy. This was normal on Coach’s teams – the older players had built up their bodies under Coach’s instruction and were simply better players, but the freshmen and other new recruits still had their place on the team too. They would get their jock right to the edge ahead of games, pumping them up with testosterone. And after the game was over, the pump buddies would help their assigned jock to enjoy release.

Usually suck slaves moved into the top jock positions as the older jocks graduated, having grown in the gym thanks to Coach’s hypnosis. Sometimes exceptions happened, but that was the usual path.

And Bodie was enjoying being taken to the edge right now, his pump slave Casper helping to get energy pumping into Bodie’s body ahead of a big match. The Alpha jocks had been taught discipline and self-control, and Bodie managed to stop Casper right as he was about ready to explode. As eager as Casper was, he knew to obey.

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Exhibitionist Jock

That’s it jock.  Just feel that dick swelling up as it listens to My voice. It is a sign that this is what you want deep down. It is what you need deep down. Give in to those instincts. Give in to that destiny. You are becoming an exhibitionist jock. Simply let go of all those inhibitions that have been keeping you back. No more worries about if you’re sexy enough, because deep down you are – and you’ll be hitting the gym more as you work out for Coach. And no more worries about what people think – all that matters is all the pleasure you bring to so many, and you love that.  

You are an exhibitionist jock. You love to show off. You love showing off in your sports gear and uniforms. You love showing off in your athletic socks, underwear and jockstraps. You love showing off your increasingly toned and athletic jock body. Show Coach all that sexy fur right now. That’s a good boy. It feels so good to show off for Coach. And soon it will feel absolutely amazing to show off for anyone and everyone. Now strip even further and focus on that bulging cock. The idea of showing off more is making it so hard … and it feels so very good to be so very hard.
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HypnoFucked into a Slave

Rylan was the rare breed – a gorgeous jock that had an interest in hypnotic submission. Perhaps not so rare – it seemed any I found like him were always too far. Time restraints made it difficult for Me to Skype with many beyond paying clients, so I largely relied on sending him My good boy files. He responded very well, feeling very submissive to Me as he began hitting the gym to further tone his already lean body.

His submission showed in other ways besides the workouts as well. He used to shave his body smooth, but had let his body hair grow to please Coach. And while college kept him busy, he often expressed his desire to come be one of My good boys or pups after he graduated… his mind opening up to a polyamorous pack after initially being resistant to that dynamic.


I decided to reward his progress with the rare exception to My rules, and it was amazing to see the jock on cam proving just how real and in lust with Me he was. If there was any doubt in My mind, seeing his dick pulse whenever I mentioned being My good boy helped to erase those worries. To think, he had been hesitant to send Me even a face pic at first, but he now had felt his trust grow stronger in Me. He was completely comfortable unzipping his pants for Me and letting Me admire his beautiful cock. Watching him stroke into trance was amazing, and I soon made time for another session exception. Can you blame Me with how gorgeous he is? I longed for in-person – which is all I normally made time for with subs lucky enough to be in proximity – but until then, I was ready to take him deeper under My spell than ever.

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The Meathead Boyfriend

It was hard to believe that it had only been a year ago. Coach had gifted My partner Leo some files to make him a real meathead. Or was it more a gift for me? I guess it was what we both wanted.

I loved seeing Leo be all dumb and aloof, which usually only happened after a session with Coach.
But these recordings… man, did they end up taking him under right away and having immediate effect. He sat in his chair in his robe as I played the file for him, and I let Coach’s words do their magic.

Soon he had drifted off into trance as he stroked himself to Coach’s voice. When he began to come too, I could tell something was different. He was just so focused on his cock.


Not that I could blame him! But it was almost like he was trying to think with it.
And then he stood up and flexed for me!

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The DJ Disciple

Malik should have questioned being the only one there when he entered the club, yet the pulsing music had already begun to entrance him from the outside. As soon as he stepped in and saw the DJ’s eyes, he was under the DJ’s spell. He took off his shirt and approached, ready to kiss the muscled stand in the DJ booth. And yet as he got closer, the music began to affect him more and more. Usually Malik dominated other men with his big cock, but now all he wanted was to submit.
Malik felt his cock pressing tightly against his jeans. He had to free it. And yet as he did, the special trance mix made him feel so relaxed that he could barely stand on his own. He leaned up against the wall, allowing himself to give in further and further to the music. The more he gave in, the more his big black penis began to swell. It was no wonder guys flocked to him, and it.
But not today. Today was all about his holes.

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Flashback Friday: Saving Energy

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

Archie and Kaleb had been some of the top athletes on the college tennis team, but lately they had been dropping the ball – often all too literally.

I wasn’t sure why, but soon I discovered that they were wasting a lot of their energy with horseplay, pranks, and other activities that distracted them from playing their best on the court.
It was time for Me to help them improve their focus and better manage their energy, so they were to attend mandatory training at Coach’s home.

When they showed up for training, I knew I had to keep them separate during their reprogramming, or they would distract each other – so I put them in separate rooms.

I began playing some of my special audio for Kaleb until he was drifting into a nice trance. I quietly exited, and proceeded to enter the bedroom with Archie for some one-on-one training.


You haven’t had enough energy out on the court, so we’re going to try something different. I want you to stroke your cock for coach and feel all that blood coursing through you as you get pumped up – but don’t cum. We’re going to unleash all that energy on the court. I have Kaleb doing the same thing in the other room.

Both of you will find that your unleashed desires will boost your energy on that court, for it’s only win you win a match that you will both be allowed to next orgasm.

For hours, the jocks edged into trance, finding that level where they could be left feeling incredible energy – energy they were not to release until after a win.

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Making a MuscleBot

Bryan had always been lean, but craved more. He craved muscle at any cost – even if it meant not thinking about anything else. So I took him deep and began programming him for muscle. At first he just gently relaxed, but the repetition soon took him deeper and deeper. It became so automatic to him – and he became much more automatic. 

The programming increasingly had Bryan performing like a machine, programmed for the simple purpose of building muscle. He must work out. He must add protein.

As he began to feel more and more like a mindless machine, the being formerly known as Bryan became programmed to need fresh ‘oil’ from Coach ahead of every workout.

Fueling up with Coach’s special ‘oil’ meant his body would perform at peak performance level as he pushed himself in the gym.

As for his own “oil dispenser,” it was to be ignored unless he had first worked out. A hard workout meant hard muscles. Hard muscles meant the rod would be hard enough to dispense oil.

Only after pushing in the gym, could the man transforming into a mindless robot release his old oil.  Every discharge of the used oil filled it with mindless bliss. 

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