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Flashback Friday: Penetrated
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Through the Hoops to Score
Good to Be Dumb
Warning: Hypnotic language for dumbing down is used below.
Brainwashed Into a Porn Star
That’s a good jock. Continue to strip down as you also begin to strip away those inhibitions and insecurities that have been lingering inside of you. Let them fade from mind, as do all other unneeded thoughts. The more you let go of those doubts and fears, the more you embrace the desire to be a porn actor – and the thought of that is already beginning to turn you on.
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After all, how you perform also matters, and will get to that in a bit. For now, every stroke of that cock is simply helping you to become more simple, just a simple guy that increasingly loves the idea of being seen being sexual. That’s right. The thought of others stroking to you, just as you stroke right now, simply makes you want to stroke more.
From Bow to Beau
To Be Simple, Simply Submit
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I would see Adam at my gym all the time, and every once in a while I would chat him up, slipping in some key phrases to see how he would respond. It soon became obvious to Me that Adam would make a very receptive subject, and it wasn’t hard to take him into trance.
I also knew from our chats that he had a high-pressure job, and I suspected from his body mods that he longed for something else… the suits were to make a living but he had a wild side inside, Coach’s intuition was usually right about these things, but I would soon find out for sure as we finally had the locker room to ourselves. It was time to test how Adam would respond to a full trance.
I asked his subconscious what he truly desired and my suspicions were soon confirmed… he wanted a simpler life. I of course emphasized how he could achieve that but only through submission to me. Sure, I could make him feel so simple right now, but it would fade with time. Submitting to me, I could keep him nice and simple for the rest of his life.
It felt so good to be simple, and it was so simple to achieve. One just had to simply submit.