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Deeper and deeper jock…. just let go of those inhibitions. You’ve been working out at home for Me and that feels so good, but now it’s time to get comfortable flaunting that muscle you’ve been building. That’s right. You will become more and more comfortable being seen on camera with your teammates with our special Locker Room cams that have been installed, and so happy knowing that those special feeds will help fund the team.
“Wow, I don’t even remember listenin’ to that file from Coach, but I feel good. Fuck, I look good! I gotta show Coach.”
Me too, jock. Now I can give myself a Valentine.
“What do you mean, Coach?”
You wanted to explore being a dumb jock, right?
“Yeah, Coach. Who couldn’t use a break after this last year?
I know I could use a treat, and that’s precisely why you’re here. Just go ahead and begin to relax for Me. Just strip away inhibitions.
It’s time to reinforce your training, Everett.
“Whatchya mean trainin’ Coach? I ain’t been on one of your teams since college.”
That’s right. You’ve had a simple life here at the farm. You love the simple life, don’t you, jock?
“Fuck yeah, Coach. All the chores keep me nice and lean and I ain’t gotta worry about no one else but makin’ sure Boss is happy.”
That’s why I’m here, boy. Boss says you’re starting to ask too many questions.
“Whatchya mean I’m asking too many questions?”
Everett unbuttoned his pants then flexed for a moment, pausing. “Ain’t I only supposed to get naked for Boss?”
This is for Boss. I’m training you for Boss. So you can also get naked in front of Me too. Good boys strip down when told by their Superiors. I am your Superior. You are a good boy. You strip down for Me right now.
“Yes Sir,” the jock responded as he finished slipping off his jeans.
Stripping away those inhibitions as you strip down, and stripping away that intelligence too.