Hockey player vacuum packed and stored, though he looks to be enjoying this a bit too much. It is time to start the torment.
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Hockey player vacuum packed and stored, though he looks to be enjoying this a bit too much. It is time to start the torment.
Ein Traum.
GAS. MASK. ON. AT. ALL. TIMES. YOU. DO. NOT. KNOW. WHAT. YOU. CAN. BREATHE. IN.!!!!!!!!!!
That's what I call a happy ending.
I don't see why so many straight men hate fags. They make good slaves and have so much to offer us Alphas.
These two, for example, I went to their house to fix a broken AC, but I noticed they had something else out of order. They lacked guidance. So I became the man of the house.
Of course their dickletts are locked and I control all their finances now. It's part of the deal. And if you ask my slaves, they are happier than ever.
It's a better arrangement for everyone.
A REAL alpha dom can spot a fake one.
From arrogant playboy to obedient hypnotized slave-butler. Hypnosis and brainwashing were the best skills I could learn.
Will forever be a rubber male slut!!!!!
"Your new life begins today Vincent, you are now a pristine preppy boy. I've taken the liberty of upgrading your wardrobe. You will only wear collard shirt from now on. Pastel polos always tucked in. Chinos and loafers, your nice belts. It all feels so much better on you, don't you agree?" "Yes Sir" Vincent said, with a wide smile emanating from his face. There wasn't a single thought other than total obedience, and that was so swell, just how he liked it. It was just earlier that day that the rugged boy who went by the name "chaz" had run into a well dressed older man. He was dressed in a crisp white shirt, blue tie and jacket all tailored to him. He spotted the boy trying to act tough, trying to be cool. Once the older man, now known as "Master" had hypnotized Chaz on the spot, he began to reprogram him and change his life for the better. His new name was Vincent, it suited him much better. He lived with Master as his obedient servant, nothing but obedience for good preppy boys like him. Of course his wardobe had to change, tracksuits and ripped jeans are not suitable for a good preppy boy. Pink polos now lined his new wardrobe. Beige chinos lay neatly pressed, waiting to have a belt wrapped tightly around them. Oxford shirts, crisp white shirts, all ready to be worn on a different occasion.
But most importantly was masters brainwashing. 3 hours, daily, of course. Nothing less to make Vincent the perfect obedient boy he is suppposed to be. He always wears his preppy uniform now, his favorite is the pink polos, because it makes him feel even more submissive. It matches the pink cage that master put on him to help his training.
His hair is slicked back using the strongest hypno gel. Not a strand is ever out of place, just how master likes it. Vincent is his servant, and toy for when Master invites other dominant men around to use Vincent, and Vincent loves every second of it. It deepens his training, being used while dressed properly and locked up.
At the Gym his polos are tight fitting to show of his muscles, a good preppy boy should be in shape after all. But he always looks formal.
Vincent ran into one of his older friends once, and they were rather confused as to what had happened, but seeing Vincents blissed out face and demanour, they were intrigued. So Vincent invited them back to Masters house, where after examination by master, they were put in a deep trance and made to be just like Vincent. Masters army will continue to grow, if you ever run into a pristine preppy boy, you could be next...
Damn! The helmet is locked on!! Not only that, the leathers and boots also are locked on!!! The only way it can be released is if it makes it to its Masters residence in the time allotted!!!! If not, will be secured in the leathers for the week!!!!! And you have to work in them, as a banker!!!!!!
FUCK TOY!!
Black boxes padlocked on my leg irons while wear Levi’s 501s.
Walkin' Logger Booted Hard-on!
Welded on for life!!!!!!
Morning ritual.
(Fiction) 6 months ago he was seen out there in the park, dirty baggy clothes, sagging extremely, worn out skatersneaks, long hair and unshaved, lousy manners and no respect for others. But then he met me (well, i watched him long enough to make sure we will get to do more than just 'meet')
within 3 days i 'convinced' him to get locked into the nub cage permanently, from then on his attitude changed, he was much easier to steer into the right directions, making him 'find out himself' how all the changes i suggested would be so much better for him.
Every time he listened to music in his earbuds, all of it was continuously underlaid with subliminal messages, he started enjoying regular hypnotic 'relax' sessions, took care of his looks suddenly, got the shave, the haircut, eagerly started wearing the formal attire i had bought for him.
Today, if i show him some pics snapped from his prior life he shakes his head, agreeing that it is all wrong, that he would never even think about something like that again. Here you see him getting ready in the morning, he'll get my breakfast ready before waking me, clean up afterwards and then head to town for his job as an office clerk, followed by being a proper attired house servant again afterwards.
And coming weekend, i have invited his parents, showing them what their boy has turned into.