I loved seeing Leo be all dumb and aloof, which usually only happened after a session with Coach.
But these recordings… man, did they end up taking him under right away and having immediate effect. He sat in his chair in his robe as I played the file for him, and I let Coach’s words do their magic.
Soon he had drifted off into trance as he stroked himself to Coach’s voice. When he began to come too, I could tell something was different. He was just so focused on his cock.
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