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This story was previously published at the $5 level and is now available to all as part of Flashback Fridays, the First Friday of each month. Happy Labor’s Day weekend for those celebrating and hopefully getting a break from your co-workers!
Finally having had enough, Merrick formulated a plan and it would start with getting Koda to check out some new music. Knowing the types of songs the lad listened to helped with the selection – but the songs were overlaid with subliminal programming provided by Flynn, an audio engineer that Merrick had recently met at the local gay bar.
Soon, Merrick was smiling as his officemate dozed in his chair as both began to feel their cocks stir.
Merrick found his own dick swelling. He could’t help it… he had to slip down his own pants and begin stroking. And as they each continued to stroke themselves, the music continued to play in the background … Merrick having locked the door to ensure their privacy. The programming continued to sink in deeper and deeper. It was amazing how good it felt to relax to the music and not think about anything.
“Good slaves love to suck off their Masters and Alphas. Since you’re new to this, I guess I should show you how it’s done,” Merrick said before getting down on his knees.
And as their clothes continued to shed off, Koda would soon follow suit, going down deep on Merrick. was following suit, going down deep.
Koda shot first, his status as a true slave becoming permanent. Obedience was pleasure, and pleasure was obedience – and it felt so good for Koda to now obey his Master.
And then as Merrick shot his load, something strange happened. He felt like he too was a slave.
Since I worked from home, I began playing music more loudly. It helps Me focus on work while you guys are making all that racket. He sneered in response. “Whatever you want, boss.” He probably figured it was time to grab his earbuds, but then he found that the music was actually kind of catchy. Before he knew it, it was time to clock out.
Within a few weeks – when the project should have been done, but having received excuse after excuse along the way – it felt like the subliminals were finally beginning to sink into his subconscious as I noticed his eyes struggling to stay open on one of the hidden cams. I entered the room.
It’s getting hard, isn’t it, Jax? Go ahead and feel it. It’s so right to just enjoy it as you go ahead and remove your shirt now and feel up those hard nipples too.
The weeks of programming had set the groundwork, but I knew the only way to make sure he wasn’t screwing over others was to ensure that being screwed by Me was all he now craved. His growing desire to please Me would help him to work so much harder on the job.