Sexual Hypnotizing
I’m working at this bank since a long time in middle management. It’s often boring but I’m used to the routine and all together fine with my job.
That particular day I wanna tell you about, was normal in any regards until my boss called me for a meeting. I had no idea what to expect.
So I was about to enter the room for the meeting with my boss Mr. Sheffard. I didn’t really know why he had called me and why he had requested all the rather confidential files.
When I entered his office Sheffard was sitting behind his desk as usual but I noticed he wasn’t alone. Somewhat I was quite puzzled by the sight of the person standing besides him.
It was an incredibly muscular guy, really tall with long blond hair and a rather arrogant smile on his handsome, masculine face. He was wearing a really tight shirt, with his six-pack and enormous chest muscles bulging through it. The skin tight jeans hugged his strong butt and were so revealing he could have been naked. Although I was avoiding to look at it, I couldn’t help but notice a huge erection. Not quite office dress code. All together he pretty much looked like a stripper.
“Hi Mister, oh... what was his name again?” the big guy said looking down onto me. “Oh fuck, it doesn’t really matter anyway. Just sit down in front of Mr. Sheffards desk...”
“My names Craig Jones.” I interrupted him harshly, I couldn’t help myself getting angry by his disrespectful tone of voice.
“Mr. Sheffard”, the guy shouted, looking at my boss, “tell your employe to sit down.”
Not a split second after the bodybuilder had barked his command my boss impatiently said “Sit down for fucks sake and do it fast!!!”
I knew that something was wrong the moment I entered the room but now I got scared. This kind of behavior I had never seen in my boss before. He seemed impatient, totally lacked his usually confidence. His eyes kept wandering around the room nervously, mostly looking at the floor.
“Ok, ok clam down...”, I said and placed myself on the chair in front of the desk. “could you please tell me what’s going on?”
“Nothing. Nothing. I’ll tell you. Just sit down.” said Sheffard obviously confused.
The blond giant had closed the door behind me the moment I sat down. I could hear a key turn, knowing he locked it up. This was getting more weird by the minute.
Then my boss abruptly screamed so loud I shrugged.
“TURN IT BACK ON, PLEASE TURN IT BACK ON. I NEED MORE.”
It was clear that he was talking to the hunk but I had no idea what all this was about.
“Shut up.”, said the blond guy bored and pulled some sort of remote out of his pocket. He pointed it at Sheffard and pressed a button on it.
A pleasure-filled sigh escaped from Sheffards mouth at the same moment and he collapsed into his chair. I noticed a soft buzzing noise that now filled the room.
“Thank you. Thank you so much. Oh my god thank you so much. Thank you master. I love you.”
Sheffard muttered cross-eyed, smiling and drooling. Then he recklessly stuffed his hand into his trousers ripping it apart in the process and started wanking like I wasn’t in the room.
“What the hell?” I shouted and tried to jump up but some strong hands laid on my shoulders and pressed me back onto the chair.
The muscle guy was now standing behind me. He turned the chair around in a single motion and with me on it. Before I could do anything he sat down on my lap his six-pack pressed against my belly. One of massive arms reached around my head and brutally pushed my face right onto his herculean chest while the hard muscle ass pressed onto my lap and cock. I pretty much couldn’t have moved under this giants weight. But I was way too shocked to do anything anyways.
“So what have we got here?” he bawled in an incredibly dismissive tone of voice.
I struggle against his weight and tried to move my head away from his chest so I could at least speak but he just was too strong.
“The slave is struggling. Well that means more fun for me. Are you gay?” he asked and stopped talking for a few seconds while I was fighting against his grip.
I wasn’t, but how could he have expected an answer. All I could do was mumble into his chest. He was mocking me.
“Well I guess your not. But it hardly matters anyway.” He forcefully grabbed my butt with his other arm and started ripping my pants apart.
“Yeah, just keep struggling little slave soon you’ll be mine. I like it when they try a little. Makes the triumph so much enjoyable. You’re wondering whats happening?” he laughed and pounded his hips against me.
I could feel all those gigantic muscles moving against me, and his enormous cook dry fucking my body through the clothes in a slow rhythm.
“Don’t worry... soon everything in you’re life will be just soooo clear. All we need to do is a little cleaning up in your sorry little brain. But first of all lets get you a little more relaxed.”
He fully ripped my underpants and I could feel his muscled fingers strongly massaging my butt-hole. I was disgusted but at the same time I couldn’t help but get a little aroused by that massage in a sensitive place like this. Nobody had every touched me there and this somehow pleasant feeling was absolutely new to me. Then he suddenly pushed something cold and metallic deep into my ass and a sharp pain struck me. I didn’t know what else to do so I opened my mouth in order to bite the guy. I wanted to fight him somehow, even if I didn’t really have a chance.
But then the thing in my ass started vibrating.
“I think you’re ready for some serious relaxation” the guy said.
There now was a pulsing, irritating feeling deep inside my guts, massaging my prostate. I couldn’t think of anything else. It was too intense. And it felt good. God it just felt so incredibly good. I wanted it to stay. Nothing else could have been important.
Within a few second my cock was hard as a brick and could feel the dripping Precum floating down my legs. My muscles relaxed and got limp. I stopped struggling. I was busy thinking about the wonderful pleasure inside of me.
“That’s a good boy.” the stripper guy said in a calming voice, “ just accept it... you like that don’t you little slave? Just accept what you are... just accept the pleasure. Let it all get inside you. There is so much more pleasure for you.”
He moved my head away from his chest so I could talk again.
“Do you want more pleasure?” he asked.
My muddy mind was busy enjoying to the pulsing wonders inside of my ass. I wanted to answer but I only managed to moan helplessly. I wiggled my ass around trying to get that thing deeper into my ass. Trying to get more of this mind-blowing ecstasy. More...
“Yes you are a good boy, aren’t you? And you will get so much more pleasure. But first we have to clean your brain, so there’s more room for all that nice pleasure. You want me to help you with that.”
“Yeah... I want more... I want more, please give me more, ill do anything plea... ohhh” I babbled in mindless agreement. I started humping his ass trough my trousers. I couldn’t control it. I wanted more pleasure. I wanted to touch my cock.
“Very good” answered the muscular blonde sitting on top of me. “Look at my huge chest.”
My eyes locked themselves onto his huge chest.
“Look at those strong hard muscles.
Look at those nice nipples.
Feel my strong ass on your cock.
You want to enter it.
You want to enter that warm place.
You want to be inside that ass, don’t you?”
“I want to be inside that ass.” I agreed. There was no other option.
He opened a few buttons on the back of his jeans, pulled my pants down. And grabbed my hard cock.
I moaned and drooled. It felt too good. I couldn’t think anymore. I wanted to fuck.
“Please...” I sighed staring moronic at his chest like he had told me to.
“Good boy. Obey now.”
He shoved my cock into his huge muscular bubble butt and started riding me.
“Keep looking at my muscles
You want to relax even more now.
Let all you’re thoughts drift away.
Concentrate on the pleasure.
Good boy.”
My eyes were fixed on his pecs and nippeles rhythmically moving up and down. I felt the pulsing pleasure inside of me. His ass fucking my cock. It was entrancing.
“Concentrate on the pleasure.
Concentrate on my muscles.
Concentrate on my butt.
Relax deeply.
Enjoy the feeling.
Deep.
Sink very deep now.”
I couldn’t agree more.
“You will forget everything.
You need pleasure.
That’s all.
Open your mind to everything I say.
You want more pleasure
so you will open your mind to my words.
You’re a muscle slave.
You like huge strong muscles, controlling you.
You know you have to give in to the muscles.
All you want to do is obey your muscle master.
Don’t think.
Just obey.
My name is John.
I am your master.
Your a slave.
When I count to 5 you will cum deeply into my muscle ass
and obey forever. Nothing else is needed.
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2
3
4
5”
My cock exploded into his butt. It was the best feeling in existence. My mind was fucked good. There was nothing left to think about but the pleasure.
I gave my master John all the confidential files I had brought, my credit card number, my passport, and all the money I had. Naturally I spurted cum all over the office while obeying his good commands. He told me obedience makes me cum. He was right. I will obey him. I love his muscles. I love my master. Everything I own is now his.