Hypno Cop
I had just come in from outside…it had been a nice afternoon…unseasonably warm and so I had enjoyed not being bothered by clothes…never wear them unless I have to. I sat down and relaxed…the five o’clock news was about to begin…the dogs were still outside…they started barking…I got up and looked out the front windows…too late! HE was already walking up the front steps and could see me through the windows…too late to put shorts on so I just opened the front door.
There HE was…over six feet…built like a brick shit house…muscles big…looked like a Pro football player…his short sleeve shirt did not hide those 18” biceps. But I am getting ahead of myself a little…when I looked out the front windows, I saw a Police car…and HE was in a County Deputy’s uniform! Shit! What the Hell has happened!
As soon as HE got to the doorway, HE said: “Relax…I’m off duty…may I come in?” Well, a body builder like that can come in ANYTIME! So, I stepped aside and motioned him in. HE walked over to the couch and motioned for me to also sit down…at the other end...HE smiled and, in his soft voice, he once again said to relax…he saw that I was nervous about a cop coming here for no apparent reason…so his trying to comfort me was not unusual…every time he told me to relax, I tried to…but being nude in front of a cop that could break me in two if HE wanted was nerve racking…and my cock was not hiding my being impressed by his great muscular body…I was so taken aback by his quiet way that I gave no thoughts to the woody that had developed.
HE made small talk…saying he had heard of me and this place…(I have nude swimming parties in the warm months)…interspersing his comments with the word relax…I didn’t realize how often HE used the word ‘relax’ but it seemed like it was every other word…soon, all I could hear from him in that soft voice was the one word ‘relax’…he began to tell me that I looked sleepy…that I should relax…that I was sleepy…relax…relax…relax.
I should mention that from the moment he saw me he looked straight into my eyes…it was a soft but commanding look…it drew my eyes to him…his eyes…and so all this time my eyes were focused on his eyes…something that just seemed right…it wasn’t on purpose…it just happened.
My eyes were fixed on his and I was getting sleepy…all I could hear was ‘relax’…I tried to stay awake but my eye lids were starting to droop…I was getting more sleepy by the minute and I WAS relaxing…the more he said it, the more I relaxed…I could not resist…not with those eyes penetrating me…and soon I fell asleep!
HE told me to go deep into sleep…to listen to his voice…his voice would be the only thing I would hear…again and again he told me to relax…and to go deeper into sleep…when he saw that I was completely “asleep”, he changed his soft words to tell me that I was His…that I wanted to be His and please Him…that I would feel good by pleasing Him because that is want I really wanted…that it was true that I wanted to please Him…that I wanted to serveHhim…that I wanted to do what He wanted…whatever He told me to do…that I would do it obediently…that I would obey Him…that I was His…that I would feel good by serving Him because that is wanted I really wanted…as it was true…that I knew It to be true because it was true…he said that he now owned me…that I was his slave…that I would obey him…that I did it because I wanted to…that it was true because it was true…that I wanted to because it was true…
He told me to open my eyes but stay asleep…to obey him…he got up slowly…still talking in that soft voice…he took off his shirt…although I was still looking straight into his eyes, I could see his massive chest with well developed and defined pec’s…his ‘six pack’ was cut…also well defined. He then changed his wording a little to say that I was his sex slave…now his sex slave…his sex slave…his obedient sex slave! He took off his shoes, socks, and slowly undid his pants…he dropped them and slowly pushed down his briefs…through periphery vision, I could see his cock and massive balls…a cock that was uncut and beautiful…it was then I started breathing heavily…panting at the sight of this body builder who had me under his absolute control.
He moved in front of me…”open your mouth boi”…and his cock entered slowly…it kept going in while he continued his instructions to his slaveboi…relax and take it all…his eight inches went all the way down my throat…I thought I would gag but didn’t as his instructions relaxed my throat muscles…he told me how good I felt with my Master’s cock in my mouth…his hands were on my head guiding his big cock…all the while, his soft voice kept instructing me…relax…your are my sex slave…you are my slaveboi…you are mine…you belong to me…you will obey…you will do whatever I want…
I was still asleep but not asleep…I was in a trance…I knew what was going on…what he was doing to me…but had no control over my body…my body did what ever he told it to do…he told me I was enjoying everything…and I was…I was happy to be with my new Master and please him by following his orders…it didn’t take much time and he was pumping his cock in and out of my throat…I could feel it go down deep…all the way…when he withdrew, I managed to get a quick breath.
I could tell he was getting close when he took his cock out completely…I felt something was missing…it did not seem natural not to have his big sausage in me…he told me to follow him into the bedroom…”lie down slaveboi”…I lied down on my stomach…his greased fingers probed and entered my hole…back and forth…around and hitting my G-spot…stretching my hole and massaging my prostate…one finger…two fingers…three fingers…no fingers…cock head pressing slowly…easing itself in…inch by inch...his soft voice never stopped…relax…relax…let it slide in…relax…go deeper…relax…go deeper…and his cock went deeper…he old me how good it felt to me…it did…it felt like that greatest pleasure I ever had.
I’ll leave some things to your imagination…he pounded away for over a half hour…all the time giving me terrific pleasure…when he shot his load, it felt like it went all the way up to my throat…I could feel each shot hit my insides…my prostate was being pounded all the while…after the first of many explosions, he ordered me to shoot my load…I did…and it was explosive…he had programmed me…his control was complete and my obedience was complete.
I woke up on the couch in about the same position as I had fallen asleep…I felt good…I was relaxed…felt refreshed…my cock was now soft…in fact, I felt great as I looked at his great body…he was nude and every muscle showed…I was in heaven…his voice continued…softly…he told me that I was His…He owned me…I was His sex slave…His slaveboi…I would do whatever He wanted…I would obey Him at all times. I just sat there listening to that soft voice…sort of dumbfounded as to what had happened…I was sure something had happened while I was asleep but did not know what…or why…but I was glad that I was next to a super guy and that I belonged to Him…belonging gave me comfort…gave me a warm feeling…I was happy and He made me that way…I did not move…just sat there…frozen by the experience and the relaxed pleasure I was feeling.
He got up…got dressed…all the while repeating softly that I was His…His slave…His sex slave…His slaveboi…His property…His to obey! He told me to get up…He came over…grabbed my nuts…while squeezing with His powerful hands, He repeated: “You are mine, slaveboi…I’ll be back!”
…to be continued…his black friend…training to take his Golden fluid…
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Days went by…I was trying to get back to normal…the way I was before the Cop, Master, came into my life…yes, my life had changed…I had a Master and I was owned…it was unusual for me but I liked the feeling of belonging to someone…to be His. About a week or two afterwards, a vehicle door closed and the dogs began to bark…I had no warning as to whom might be coming…after all, it was a weekday morning…mid-morning to be exact…I was still in the house doing not much of anything…perhaps, just reading the newspaper…I got up quickly…my heart began to pound…could it be? The thought got me excited and I rushed to the front windows…there was a pick up that had pulled up close to the house…a man had gotten out and was walking to the front door…there was no mistaking that big body…IT was HIM…my Master had returned…this time in a pick up and this time in regular clothes…his T shirt and jeans fit him tightly…his body shown through the thin material.
I rushed out the door…as is my usual: no clothes…I got to Him before he reached the steps…I fell onto my knees and kissed his feet to pay homage to my Master…his soft voice told me to open my mouth…I did as told and closed my eyes waiting…I felt his soft cock touch my lips and then enter about an inch or two…the warm fluid started to flow…I started to swallow…but it was too much too fast…swallowing as fast and as much as I could, some leaked out of my mouth and covered my body…it was an elixir…finally, the Golden fluid stopped and I froze…just waiting for my Master’s instructions.
That soft voice ordered me inside…I followed obediently…inside, I again dropped to my knees not knowing what else to do…my Master pointed to the couch…I quickly assumed that same position as last time…that soft voice continued…relax…it’s good to see you slaveboi…relax…you are mine…relax…I own you…relax…you want to serve me…relax…you are my sex slave…relax…you know that’s true because it is true…relax…you are getting sleepy…I fell asleep…
My Master had me, his slaveboi, undress him slowly…all the time I was breathing in his aroma…his manly, virile aroma…it was strong…he had been to the gym and worked out before coming here…I wanted to lick all the sweat from his toes to his head…but I was frozen awaiting further instructions.
It did not take long…Master once again had me suck his cock…lie down…raise my legs…fucked my ass. Afterwards, he brought me back in to the living room…sat me down by his feet…continued his soft talking…programming me just the way he wanted…things for the future that I would not know about until they happened…and then, maybe not.
It must have been an hour or two when I woke up…happy as can be for in front of me was the greatest hunk of muscle in the world…pumped up, he could have entered any bodybuilding contest! He lied down on the couch for awhile…petting my head as I sat beside him…I should be curious and wonder what was in store…what would be next…but I wasn’t…I was in heaven just being next to him…feeling terrific that he had come back…that he liked me enough to be his sex slave…to be wanted for whatever reason…to be his slaveboi…
He got up and waved his finger…I followed him outside…he walked around the pool with me obediently following…he stopped…pointed…I fell to my knees and opened my mouth…once again I swallowed as quickly and as much as I could…I was learning and there was less that spilled…but he pulled out and warmed my whole body with his Golden fluid…it felt great that some of him was on me…coating me with something from inside of him…a pleasure and a privilege…as it was warm and the sun strong, he lied down on one of the chaises…I sat next to him on the grass.
I fell asleep unexpectedly…when I woke up, I was tied up spread eagle in one of the out buildings…he smiled as he continued to speak softly…that voice was all I could hear…I concentrated all I could so as to not miss a word…mostly, his soft words were the same or similar to what he had said to me in the past…relax…go deeper…you are mine…you will obey…you live only to serve me…you live only to obey me…you belong to me…I fell asleep again…
I was stretched tightly…wrists and ankles tied…I could not move…I felt no pain…I felt happy and light headed…my eyes were closed so there was no need for a blindfold…his soft words told me I would feel no pain…as the cat-o-nine tails wailed across my chest…then lower…lower…lower…it stopped…I was turned around and re-hung…this time it was a paddle that struck my ass…then my back…then lower…lower…my Master kept at it for a long time…must have been at least a hundred lashes but I didn’t count…everything my Master did to me was pleasure…his soft words saw to that…I never felt pain…just pleasure.
I woke up…not surprised…I was getting used to falling asleep and then waking up maybe hours later…I was still tied up…my hands were beginning to get numb being high over my head for so long…Master came close…softly saying he was letting me down…that he was proud of his slaveboi…and I was as happy as anyone could be hearing those soft, kind words from someone that cared…someone I belonged to.
The word ‘relax’ came again as it often did…this time no sleep…just relax next to him…I served him a sports drink to refresh him and to give him more energy…after awhile, he got up from the chaise…I followed humbly…he went inside…got dressed…he looked great with or without clothes…the jeans and T shirt accentuated his rippling muscles…I melted every time I saw them…he turned and said: “You are my slaveboi…I’ll be back”…and left…I stood there frozen…the euphoria was great…the smile on my face was big…I only heard the words over and over again: “…I’ll be back”.
….to be continued…his black friend…turned into a ‘bitch’