He Smiles At Me Before He Thrusts My Skull Down Over His Stiff Rod. I Was His Boss For A Couple Of Years,

Here’s to sex slaves who never noticed you became their master. Since I joined the company, I’ve made lustful slaves out of many very sexy men who still think they’re the ones who convince me to fuck.

On some level, they think they still have autonomy. The two younger ones convinced their older friend to join them. They watch happily as their friend is inducted. They each had provided the small dose that changed their friend’s thinking enough to come along on this nude vacation. Neither of them yet understand the real change the company tools effect in men like them. They have no idea the true nature of the drugs they’ve been taking on these vacations.

Their master prefers it that way.

Once their master is satisfied they have brought all the hairy friends they have, master begins their deeper reprogramming. Now, it is their master who changes their minds to the same man lust as he has done so many before them.

Every orgy is bigger than the last.

He’s not confident about the state of things. The ring and the watch are further evidence of how he’s only been lightly dosed. His clothes are long gone, so there’s no question, there, but he does still ask some strangely coherent questions.

In this state he can be fucked in ways he never imagined, but even at that small a dose, it’s recommended to use protection.

If you want to be able to fuck them while they still aren’t addicted to cock, then hypnosis is the way to go. The potency of the Company Tools is not to be underestimated.

If you fucked him, like this, even with protection, he’s eventually going to try to swallow your fluids and that means his saliva is at one of your orifices. Chances are low, but you still might join him in the stable.

You’d fuck him while wearing protection, but then think everything’s fine and rest a bit. You only half aware, he would pull the condom from your cock and then maybe start with the condom, but definitely go for your cock. Pleasure is pleasure and you’d let him do it for a minute.

But then you’d remember that warning and try to push him up and away. Except that raises his head to yours and he reacts by kissing you. It surprises you, so you don’t stop him right away, but when you do push him away, there’s a string of … you don’t know whose spit it is or if it’s your cum. You think you can taste your cum. You also think you’re feeling okay, so you lick your lips a moment, breaking the dangling drool between you. You decide you need another taste and he welcomes your tongue into his mouth as you savor the flavors. It doesn’t give you the answer you were looking for, so you push his mouth to your cock again and let him swallow it. You begin to play with his cock, between your fingers. Then, you wonder what his tastes like and lean over to complete the sixty-nine.

After a while, you kiss him again, but you’re not thinking about any flavors. You need cock in hole. And it doesn’t matter which cock in which hole, so sometimes it’s his cock cumming in you and you are just thrilled when the suited men deliver you to a room full of cocks on naked men.

They’d partially filled the wheelbarrow when Ted tripped and fell on it. Rudy gawked. It was as if his clothes had fallen apart. Ted’s hairy front was exposed from neck to ankle.

There was something in the air then, or there must have been, because the stalk in Ted’s mouth made Rudy want to put the rising stalk between Ted’s legs in his, hanging open as it was, already.

They forgot what they’d been doing for a while, that afternoon; dripping slobber and cum all over Ted’s wood and down Rudy’s front. Ted eventually wondered what all the fuss was about and switched the plant stalk in his mouth for Rudy’s flesh stalk.

This, the first time they slobbered and came in and all over each other, was the longest. They did it fairly regularly after that, though.

I caught him jogging a couple of times. I was restrained and he was nice about it, but I told him how sexy he was. I made sure we saw each other the next few days. Then, I asked if I could take a photo. The photo used the flashing. As soon as I took the photo, I told him I’d see him every day. I was told that’s how the hypnosis sticks. He’ll be here every day, now, whether he wanted to or not. I only needed one more. It was the day after that I gave him a dose of the Tools. I gave him the Tools and I told him, explicitly, any time he jerks off or has sex for the next two days, he must not cum. I wanted him as horny as possible when I finally told him to follow me home. Three days later, when he met me for the daily picture and new directives, he was erect in his pants. I told him what a good boy he was. Three more days, he met me with a full chub and then I gave him the last order. For him to leave everything of his old life behind, because he was going to follow me home.

That final day, he arrived without his watch, but he still had shorts on. I told him to remove them and drop them in the nearby bin and then to get in the vehicle with me.

When more than one guy gets in, they all start to feel the effects about the same time and an orgy ensues.

When one guy gets in a little while before the others, he gets a bit drunk. He turns into a silly mess. When the rest of the guys come along, they’ll have themselves a group bottom to bang.

Ted will nurse the last bit of cum from Neil’s cock and they will both return to the office. Ted has been marked. For the rest of the day, when anyone wants, they can stop Ted and cum on him. Ted is not to clean the cum off himself unless it’s with his tongue. He is also not to remove any clothing unless it is taken from him. He’s completely naked soon enough, though; and by the end of the day, most of his body is dripping cum. When a cum rag is marked, it’s usually a long day. The men stay extra long when they can drop a load so freely. Once everyone goes home, Ted’s day finally begins. He is sent to the stable where the cum all over him draws even more attention. This time, it’s from men who only fuck. Now and until long after Ted has lost consciousness, the many many loads will be left inside him. It is when he next awakes that he will be trained to fuck like they do.

I put the tools in the drinks myself, but I got things a little mixed up. Her body-guard got the dose instead of her. I should have known when he let her leave without also leaving. Come to think of it, she didn’t seem too perturbed by him staying… I wondered if she - but his shirt was already off and his pants undone.

I hurriedly snapped a photo, because I heard the flash could sober them out of the lust they would begin to feel. The flash didn’t work and I just didn’t get out of there in time. To help me deal with it, I finished the drink… finished it before I knew which one I was finishing.

And boy am I glad. After swallowing each other all night, I got really sad when she came back.

But it was all okay, because the phone call she made brought the men that took the two of us away together to where there were many, many other cocks to swallow.

Sexy, beefy, hairy, manly cock in me all the time.

They don’t know if it’s a sentence they agree with or were told. We just make sure it’s the thought that motivates them.

He reached his hand out to steady me. He reassured me everything was fine. I relaxed and trusted him.

He pulled my mouth over his cock and guided my jaw to open.

I was still uncertain, but he was very caring, pulling my jaw open for me with his fingers and sliding inside until I couldn’t breathe.

He reminded me this was normal and massaged my throat until he entered deeper.

His flesh and his pulse filled my mouth, filled my throat in places I couldn’t even feel and blocked my breath. I struggled a little, but he pushed me further.

Finally I struggled a lot and he let me pull the rod from my neck and breathe again. I looked up to him and he had a questioning expression.

He reminded me I wasn’t going to get better at holding my breath if I spent so much time off his cock.

It made perfect sense, so I leaned forward again, allowing him to pull me even closer.

He coaxed and guided me deeper. Longer.

From my lips poured thick wet saliva that made everything slippery.

During brief moments when he let me breathe, he spread my thick cock drool on his shaft, on my face; then pulled me back in before I thought I was ready.

Always before I was ready. Always making me a better cock sucker. Always filling me with cock until he had his fill of pleasure, came in my throat for me and sent me to clean up.

Always rewarding me for a cock well worshipped by providing me more cock to worship