The bodybuilder had been using Coach’s files to get motivated for that extra push in the gym – but he was bigger than Coach and cocked off to Coach because of it.
Coach only had to say three little words for the bodybuilder to collapse into a deep sleep and went to work putting his new muscle slave in its place.
Waking up, the bodybuilder that had grown used to being worshiped as a muscle god himself finds he now has a god he worships in his Coach.
He has been shown that strength is not the only form of power. And even at the biggest he’s ever been, he has never felt so weak.
That’s right. That jockstrap brings out the real you that you have desired to be deep down whenever you put it on.
Just feel how wearing it right now is transforming into the type of guy you have always wanted to be. The type of guy you will be from now on whenever you put on this special jockstrap until you take it off and return to normal.
You accept this more and more with each stroke of that cock.
“Oh, Coach, I’m such a horny bottom subslut for your cock! Why don’t you come here and take control of more than just my mind, Sir.”
Just rub that cock nice and slow as you allow your mind to relax deeper and deeper …
As you go down so very deep, you find yourself forgetting who you were. Everything just emptying out of your mind. The more it empties, the more it is filled with my words. You work out. You eat right. You build muscle. You serve and obey Coach. His pleasure is your pleasure.
You are Coach’s Dumb JockSlave.
Who are you?
“I am Coach’s dumb jockslave.”
Good boy. And what do you do?
“I serve and obey Coach.”
Why is that?
“Because Coach’s pleasure is my pleasure. It feels good to please Coach. I must obey.”
Good jockslave. Now let’s see just how well you will please me. Go ahead, lean back, and get that hole open nice and wide for Coach.
“Yes, Sir. Opening my hole wide for Coach. I am Coach’s dumb jockslave.”
As soon as you get a mile into the woods, you’ll find yourself automatically drifting into a deep trance-like state where you simply need to strip down.
The urge overwhelms you. You have no choice. You simply must strip.
You won’t even care what happens to your clothes.
You’ll just need to get it all off that skin as soon as possible – everything except your shoes.
And the deeper you get into the woods, the more you desire to just set those muscles free.
Taking more and more clothes off and it just feels so good to obey.
And once you are completely naked from the socks up, you’ll realize you are my obedient jockslave – proud of his body – as you walk in the buff back to Coach’s house, not caring who might see that jockslave body.
“Hey, Coach just sent us something he says he wants us to watch together.”
“Dude that’s a lot of photos. Can barely make out the words with ’em…”
“My eyes are getting fuzzy watchin’….”
