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"Sometimes, military academies can be ancient, hiding mysteries within their foundations that only a few know about secrets that have become legends, but are now rising to the surface. Something is lurking beneath the military academy, and the young cadets are starting to behave strangely after putting on their uniform gloves. Watch your back, because you might soon find yourself serving the master too… or will you find a way to stop the darkness?"
The two transformed officers left the street without a word. Barefoot, bare-chested, and wearing only their black shorts, they walked away from the cruiser lights with the same calm purpose that had replaced their old command.
At police headquarters, the front doors opened onto a fully lit lobby. Three officers looked up from their routine, confused more than alarmed. The two men should have been in uniform. Instead, they entered like the uniform had never mattered.
Inside The two nearest officers stepped forward to question them. That was all the distance the protocol required. Each transformed man took hold of an officer’s face and completed the transfer with a kiss, turning confusion into silence.
The kissed officers’ eyes went solid white, and their hands moved to their own shirts. They did not panic. They simply began opening their uniforms, as if the first instruction had been received beneath the fabric.
The two original transformed men left the first pair to continue changing and moved toward the last officer by the desk. He backed up only a step before they reached him. The kiss followed, calm and unavoidable.
The first two officers had already removed their shirts and begun helping each other strip away their belts. Their police gear fell to the lobby floor piece by piece, no longer symbols of authority, only discarded weight.
By the desk, the third officer’s eyes turned white as the others pulled his shirt free and removed the last pieces of his uniform. Headquarters had not been attacked. It had been quietly converted from the front door inward.
When it was finished, all five men stood barefoot in matching black shorts, their old clothes and shoes scattered across the floor. They gathered together in a tight embrace, hands across shoulders, backs, and chests, feeling the strength of the others as the headquarters signal settled into one shared body of purpose.
The metal detector blared again. Officer Reyes, tall and broad-shouldered in his crisp TSA uniform, led Alex into the private screening room and locked the door with a heavy click.
“Sir, please empty your pockets.”
Alex smiled calmly and laid the items out on the stainless steel table. The polished metal cage, thick rings, and flared plug caught the overhead lights, gleaming with a bright, almost mesmerizing sheen.
Reyes froze. His professional mask cracked instantly, eyes widening in pure shock. “What the…?” A flush crept up his neck. He looked awkward, almost awestruck, unable to tear his gaze away from the way the steel reflected the light in smooth, captivating ripples. His mouth went dry. Something shifted in his mind the moment he stared at that hypnotic gleam.
“I… I’m confiscating these,” he stammered, voice strained. “This is completely inappropriate. You can’t just carry—”
“Of course, Officer,” Alex said softly, his voice warm and persuasive, like a gentle current pulling him under. “I’ll forfeit all of them. No argument at all. But it’s only fair that I confiscate something from you in return as well…”
Reyes blinked hard, still staring at the gleaming cage. His thoughts felt sluggish, foggy. “Fair…? What… what do you mean? This isn’t… I’m not sure…” He rubbed his temple, confused, the words coming out weaker than he wanted. “I should probably call backup… right?”
Alex stepped closer, his tone low and soothing, almost intimate. “Shh… just your cock. Let me lock it away nice and safe in that cage for you. Doesn’t that feel like the right way to balance things? You’ll only get to cum when I say it’s okay… won’t that be better?”
“No… I can’t…” Reyes murmured, voice meek and uncertain, his mind struggling to push back through the haze. “I’m straight… this doesn’t make any sense… why would I…” Even as he protested softly, his hands moved on their own with surprising care. He unzipped, picked up the cage, opened it, and fitted the cold steel around his thickening cock.
Click.
A deep, shaky groan rolled out of him as the cage gripped his cock tightly, forcing the growing erection to throb uselessly against the unyielding bars.
Alex smiled, stepping in close enough for Reyes to feel his warmth. “There we go,” he murmured, voice rich with satisfaction. He reached down and gave the cage a gentle tug, then slowly palmed the heavy, trapped balls beneath it. “Look how perfectly it fits you.”
Reyes’ breath hitched. His powerful thighs trembled. Sweat darkened the collar of his uniform shirt and the pits as the full weight of the denial settled over him. He could only stare down in dazed awe at the gleaming cage straining against the front of his opened pants, his mind quiet now, wrapped in warm, heavy submission.
Alex continued the slow, teasing exploration, caressing Reyes possessively. “Feel that? Every throb belongs to me now. You’re going to wear this until I’m back from the vacation. No touching. No sneaking relief.”
He leaned in, lips brushing Reyes’ ear. “When I come back in a couple of weeks, I’ll find you again. Maybe I’ll unlock you… or maybe we’ll have some other fun first.”
Reyes let out a soft, broken whimper, hips twitching helplessly into Alex’s hand, leaking helplessly from his arousal.
Alex slipped the plug and rings into the guard’s pocket, patting it gently. “Keep the rest of my things safe too. We might need them in future.”
With one final squeeze of the cage, Alex stepped back, straightened his own clothes, and headed for the door. He glanced over his shoulder at the flushed, locked man still standing there, chest heaving, caged cock visibly tenting the fabric.
“Safe travels, Sir” Reyes whispered hoarsely, voice thick with new, overwhelming need.
Alex grinned. “Be good and stay denied.”
Even as the Sheriff welcomed him to the force he only had eyes for his Owner, watching in the crowd.
cops onknees
Officer Nick knew something was off at his gym. Most of his friends from high school still use it and his younger brother. Recently almost all of them have been acting strange. They are very distant and very focused on their workouts.
In terms of his brother Nick noticed that he broke up with his long-time girlfriend and now was always busy. Going to all sorts of different places all the time. Nick thought drugs but it was strange how it was so many different men at the gym. From college-age jocks to older dads with families. Nick finally confronted his brother. His brother denied anything, but Nick kept asking. Finally one day Nick gave up and asked if his brother wanted to go a workout together.
During the workout, Nick's brother ended up getting along and forgiving all the tension that had been built up recently with Nick wanting to know what was happening. In the locker room Nick was alone as his brother stayed back on the floor to talk with a friend of his. An older very buff handsome father of 3, who was Nick and his brother teacher back in high school.
Nick was changing when he suddenly noticed the gym owner Ray was in the room with him. Ray was an older man with a beefy powerlifter body. He walked up to Nick and said he knew about Nick snooping around and it was maybe time for him to join the others. Nick barely dressed turned around and suddenly found himself unable to move.
Nick was then told how Ray has taken over most of the men in the gym and over time turns them all into the hottest versions of themselves without the men knowing. When they reach a certain point he then takes an active role in their lives. He pimps them out and everyone is happy.
Nick wanted to fight back but found his whole body frozen. Even when Ray walked up and with his hand holding Nick's jaw line inserted a finger into Nick's mouth to suck on. Nick at that point knew it was true and there was nothing he could do about it. The following day Ray had begun to take over Nick's life. By the end of the month he was referring to Ray as boss and by the next of the next month Nick was seeing clients. He wanted to fight but he just could not. He quickly became popular with the clients since he was a cop. But he also was one of Ray's popular duo pairs thanks to Nick's brother.
Nick could do nothing but watch as he, his brother, and others they know at the gym are pimpled out. Nick was one of the only ones to know what was happening to them. Not that he can do much. But go for the ride as clients use him as a sex doll.
under cover at the Beach
Agent Max was not on vacation even though he was supposed to be. He was undercover at the one beach to try and find out what was happening here. For the last year, men would come to the beach either alone or with friends and family. Witnesses say that at some point, they see the men in question walk away from there and get into a random car, and are never seen again. The police suspect trafficking, but all the men seem to leave of their own accord. Also, no threats were made, and no connecting patterns were found except that each man was considered handsome with a great body.
So Max was sent in undercover to try and figure out what was happening. He did have the best body in the whole police force so he does fit the bill as handsome and attractive.
As Max walked up and down the beach looking, he could not help but feel a bit calm. Maybe it was the waves or that super annoying ice cream man song playing in the background. As Max walked some more, he walked passed a man sitting down reading a book. The man looked at him and with a single word. Max's mind went blank. he was on autopoilet as he walked some more before walking into the bathroom, there as he was pissing he heard some odd whispering, he then walked out again and back to the beach, then after some time he got up and walked into the parking lot, got into a random car and was gone.
The department saw it happening, but was not sure what they saw. What caused it? What the department did not know was that the ice cream song mixed with the waves created a hypnotic conditioning, then the whisper in the bathroom and the stranger on the beach were all it took to seal Max's fate.
By the time the department starts looking for him, he will be in a warehouse across town with other captured men. There, they will be processed and shipped out to new owners. Max will soon find himself in South America in the harem of a drug cartel boss, where he will be serving the fat older man all day long with other hot American men. His hole will be stretched and his mouth used. But Max won't care; he is too far gone already.
Hearing the muffled noises coming from the closet, the CHP slides the door open, revealing a healthy, good-looking, young man bound and gagged. "Come on dude, you have to admit, I look great in your uniform. Now be quiet or I am going to have to hurt you, ok?"
On duty, he was the tough, alpha cop, in charge, in control. However, off duty he gave up control to his husband and master. He feel all of his stress of being an alpha cop fade away and he became the obedient, submissive bottom his master wants,
“License and registration,” the hot motorcycle cop demanded after pulling me over.
“Is there anything wrong, Officer,” I asked as I pulled out my documents.
“You was doing 80 in a 65,” his voice was so deep and masculine.
My hand brushed against him, “I’m afraid you are mistaken. I wasn’t speeding.”
I smiled as the arrogant look of self importance faded.
“I’m . Im sorry, I was mistaken you wasn’t speeding,” his pretty face looked so confused.
I continued to stroke his hand, “that fine, Officer. You wills do anything to make it up for the inconvenience.”
“I will do anything to make it up to you, sir,” the cop repeated.
I looked his body over. His uniform proudly displayed his muscular, tight body.
“Well, you can give me a blow job,” I smiled.
“I, I will suck your cock, sir,” the straight cop replied.
I then opened my car door and let the police officer kneel before me. I then unzipped my pants and pulled out my cock. He hated it, but found himself unable to stop himself from leaning forward and taking my cock into his sexy mouth. It was definitely his cock. He was soon choking and gaging on my thickness. He tried to will himself off it but he was unable to stop himself. I gripped his helmet with one hand and guided him up and down on my cock. Tears were welling under his sunglasses as he drool over my cock. I looked down over the broad shoulders down toward that hit cop ass. The ass filled out the tight police uniform pants nicely. I couldn’t wait to plow that virgin cop ass.
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On duty, he was the tough, alpha cop, in charge, in control. However, off duty he gave up control to his husband and master. He feel all of his stress of being an alpha cop fade away and he became the obedient, submissive bottom his master wants,
Cop and ball
Officer Stevens looked at his new off duty accessory, a ball gag. As soon as the dominant alpha cop got off duty he placed the ball gag in his mouth and let his master fastened it behind his head. Steven then obediently put his hands behind his back while the master used his own duty handcuffs to secure his hands. Once gagged and bounded, he was stripped out of his uniform until he wore only his gunbelt and boots.
As a newbie in the 187th Firefighting Squad, he is shocked by the extremely unprofessional behavior between his colleagues. But the captain finds him and has a good talk with him. Now he is glad to work with this big family.
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You know, my power isn't simple hypnosis. You see, you get this crazy urge to drool because every drop of spit is a piece of your will leaving your body. And you want to obey me so badly, don't you? Now, go back to the barracks and focus on hypnotizing your captain. And remember: the wetter with drool you are, the happier you'll be, because you'll know you are falling deeper and deeper under my control.
I’m sure he’s given very difficult and important tasks to do, and not placed on display as a means of enforcing compliance.
iPod People103
“You’re one of the new ROTC recruits, Taran, is that right?”
“Sir, yes sir!”
“No need to shout.”
“Sorry, sir. I’m just very excited to talk to you.”
“As well you should be, now that your conversion is done. Your commander recommended you to me after seeing your Tik Tok videos. Watching them myself, I can see why. I like your dance moves. You’re very limber.”
“Thank you, sir. I’d really like to show you how limber I am in person.””
“You will be getting that chance very soon. In the meantime, your commander will be giving you special training. I want you to fulfill your purpose. And what is your purpose?”
“To do whatever you say, sir. To please you any way I can. To help get more men under your control.”
“You’re a quick study. I like that. We’ will be seeing each other very soon.”
“Looking forward to it, sir.”
EBS20
Attention - Attention - Attention This Is A Test Of The Emergency Broadcast System This Is Only A Test
Evan was stretched out on his couch in his underwear, mindlessly groping his cock as he watched the Emergency Broadcasting System message. He did not know that he had been doing it at this same time every day for the last five days.
“Good, soldier. Keep doing what you’re doing. that’s an order.”
“Yes sir. Will follow all your orders, sir.”
Chandler had told the master about his buddy Evan. He would be on leave from the Army soon and be in the area visiting family for a few weeks. After seeing pictures of him, the master decided to make him a slave like Chandler.
“The first stage of your training will be done tomorrow. I will be there after it’s completed to start your next stage. You want that, don’t you, soldier.”
“Yes sir, I want you to train me. Train my mouth and ass to take your cock. Train me to do anything you want.”
“That’s what I like to hear, soldier. That’s what I like to hear.”
