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.
Cass wasn’t sure what he had been clicking on. He had simply been searching porn, but this – this was confusing. What were all the flashing images? Why did the music sound more strange than normal porn music? But he couldn’t take his eyes off, and soon he was slowly stroking his cock.
I loved when fresh meat stumbled across my recruitment program….
…but the only way to know for sure it worked is if they followed the instructions at the end to come to me. Then there he was, waiting on my steps. I knew he was another recruit from my programming – anyone else would have just left a note. But he waited… even if he wasn’t sure why. He simply felt compelled to come. And he felt so safe as I invited him in.
As soon as I said that trigger though, he was out – and my programming began. As usual, I had him start by showing me his goods – how muscled he was, and how big or not he was. I wasn’t disappointed.
As he became more comfortable, I had him take off the rest of his clothes – programming his mind as he mindlessly stroked his cock. When he would wake, that initial look of confusion would soon be replaced a, “Hello Master. What can I do for you?” Yet another hypnoslave to do my bidding, and I was definitely going to make good use of him.