Glasses series

Glasses01

Hello? Yes, sir, I live to serve you. When can we... Yes, sir. I, I understand. Repeat your instructions? Of course, sir. I must get at least three other hot guys to use the glasses, or the earphones, so they may be enslaved like me. I cannot see you again until I have done so. You put several in the trunk of my car while I was sleeping. Yes, you were fantastic, sir, you wore me out. I will obey, I have no choice, I want no choice, I live to serve you. Goodbye, sir.

Glasses02

"Haven't seen you in a while, Rick, how you been?"

"Hey, Lane!" Rick said to his muscular young friend, "I'm getting paid to give out these sample earphones and glasses. They're actually pretty awesome. Try 'em, they're free anyway."

"OK, dude, why not."

When Lane put them on, Rick pressed a button on his cell phone. The glasses swirled with a kaleidoscopic pattern and the earphones emitted a pulsing blue light.

"So... pretty," said Lane, as his will to move or think evaporated.

"Yes, the lights are pretty," said a voice in the earphones, "It relaxes you, opens your mind. Making decisions can be so difficult. You want someone to make them for you. You want me to make them for you."

"Decisions hard. Make them for me."

"Women can be such a pain. They no longer interest you. Guys turn you on instead."

"No more women. Guys are hot." As Lane said this, he became aroused, his erection tenting the front of his shorts. His nipples were hard and pointy.

"Stay where you are and don't resist the programming. You so want to be my sex slave, and make other guys into sex slaves too."

"Stay, won't resist, be a sex slave, make other guys sex slaves, uhhh, I'm so horny."

Rick's cell phone rang. "You've done well, Rick. Stay there so no one interrupts, then continue the mission." "Yes, master, I obey."

Rick looked at his former friend, soon to be fellow slave. He couldn't have sex with the master until he completed his mission. But he hadn't been told he couldn't have sex with other slaves. He eagerly awaited the completion of Lane's programming. Before he resumed the mission, he was going to have some fun first.

Glasses03

"That's it, boy" the voice in the headphones said. "Feel your abs burn. Twenty more crunches, then get the boy with the tattoo to your right to wear the earphones and glasses. Then a hundred more crunches."

"Yes, unnh, master, I, unnh, obey."

Glasses04

"I'm going to have to do something special for Rick for sending you to me. What's your name?"

"Gavin"

"Try that again, this time add master."

"My name is Gavin, master."

"Much better. Stay where you are, let the programming wash over you while I inspect the merchandise." Gavin felt the master's fingers run up and down the valley between his abs, caress his nipples, squeeze his behind. The more he was touched, the more aroused he became. His speedos could barely contain his excitement.

The swirling patterns in Gavin's glasses disappeared, leaving them a dark gray. "Excellent! Your programming is now complete. Who do you serve?"

"You, master."

"Who do you desire?"

"Anyone you want me to, and you, master?"

"What is your purpose?"

"To be your slave, master. To fulfill your every desire. I exist only to please you. Your happiness is my ecstasy, your sadness my agony."

"Perfect. As it should be." The master took a pair of scissors and cut through the sides of Gavin's speedo. He yanked them off and tossed them away. Gavin's hardness, now unconfined, slapped against his stomach.

"Feet further apart. Bend over and grab your ankles." The master thrust into Gavin and bottomed out. The slave screamed, but the pain quickly transformed into almost unbearable carnal bliss. He was barely capable of thought, but knew that he wanted more of his master inside him and never wanted him to leave. He belonged totally to the master now. As he knew it should be.