I see you wore your rubber catsuit under your clothes all day just like I asked. How about you keep wearing it the rest of this week. But take off the jeans and shoes for now. I want to shine that rubber back up
The latest in embarrassing waterproof attire with ample room for even the largest and thickest of diapers chosen for the heaviest of wetters.
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Building a hypno-ray was easy compared to getting that job as the rugby team’s towel boy.
Caleb had been making a fuss over that online fried he had made, although I couldn’t understand what was so great about meeting a guy online. Maybe a really hot chick, but a guy?
Still, he nagged me so much I ended up accepting to see him on Skype. He turned out to be a forty-something man with blond hair and gray eyes.
"Hi, boy! You must be Don, right? I’ve been wanting to meet you for a while."
"Uh… yes, I’m Don" Had Caleb been telling him stuff?
I don’t remember the rest of the conversation. His voice hit me like a truck, putting my mind out like a light. When I came back to my senses, both Caleb and I had stripped to our underwear, and I could feel new urges built up inside me.
"How are you feeling, boy?" Asked the man.
"Good and obedient, Sir." I could feel the power emanating from him, and I knew I had to submit to him, please him and obey him.
"Good boy. Now, you two, kiss."
I turned to Caleb. I was straight, wasn’t I? I turned to look at Sir.
No, of course I wasn’t.
The frat boys didn’t even notice their clothes gradually coming off once Jonathan called to say he was going to the party, and if they had noticed, they wouldn’t have cared. The important thing was that Jonathan was coming to the party.
This is your mind now.
The frat parties have changed a little since Jonathan began attending, but nobody seems to notice any change, except for the fact that they’re more fun now.
I find having a slave that I have never met to be truly exciting. Having them do what I want, watch what I want , think what I want is a real turn-on.
When you are controlled by my words you lose yourself and your importance. Only my words become important to you. Obeying me, pleasing me. Paying me. Obey. You must obey. you will obey. You have to obey.
Your will is growing very weak. Obey me.
You are enslaved by my words. you can not help but obey. This seeps deep into your unconcious mind. You have no other choice but to obey, your new master, ME!
HAHA, you love humiliation, crave it , need it.
Obey me now. Obey my words. Do as you are instructed. You will. You must.
This is a huge excitement for you, a thrill, a treat!
To obey me is what you desire and crave and what you must have.
My will is a great force that you can not resist. Must not resist. You feel yourself giving into to, unable to break free of. You feel compelled to list and obey. Nothing can stop this. This is your destiny, to obey the more powerful, me!
How you need and crave this. you long to be my mind-controlled hypno slave. To do my bidding. This is yor strongest desire, you want to give yourself over to me, an Alpha male that is controlling your every thought and action now.
Obey me. Submit
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