The Perfect Candidate - Chapter 4 - The Initiation
Over the next few days, Scott received many assignments from his Sir. They included tasks like learning certain poses, listening to particular audio files, completing writing assignments, buying and wearing humiliating apparel. All the while, he was instructed to wear chastity at night and wasn't allowed to ejaculate. He drank his water bottle daily and began to enjoy wearing his uniform.
The tasks caused Scott to build trust in the man behind the tasks. He looked forward to receiving each task, completing them, and then receiving praise from Sir. He saw that he was making daily progress as the tasks became more and more demanding. It filled him with a sense of purpose and he enjoyed the challenge. While he found the whole process a bit strange, he was enjoying The Method.
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Sir sat behind his console at his massive oak wood office desk.
It was now becoming clear to Sir that Scott was quickly qualifying himself as a complacent submissive. He was completing all of the daily activities, his behavior was becoming compliant, and he appeared to be receiving the subconscious materials strongly as well.
Unbeknownst to Scott, every night, when he would dress up in his uniform, the earbuds would wait until Scott was asleep before playing hypnotic tracks. These tracks trained Scott's subconscious mind to obey commands and to immediately adopt a pose as dictated by a particular trigger. Following these commands would fill Scott up with pleasure and a deep sense of relaxation. He could choose not to follow these commands but then he would miss out on these incredible sensations.
It was a powerful loop that was ingrained in his head five hours a night for weeks on end. It soon became an unconscious desire of his that would soon be "discovered".
Sir stared at the screen.
"It appears he's accepting the basic submissive training loops faster than expected. He's already accepting rapid induction procedures. It won't be long before I can inhibit training without induction. I'll begin adding additional conditioning and enforcement tracks". Let's add "Relaxation, Servitude, Addiction, and Protection".
He pressed a few keys and clicked update - secretly sending a command to Scott's earbuds to update his hypnosis routine. Sir laughed, it wouldn't be long before Scott was his personal programmed slut.
A moan lifts Sir's eyes to the center of the room. There is a servant - naked, bent over a bench at the waist and strapped down. He's got a ball gag in his mouth, drool slowly dripping from his mouth to a pool an inch from his face - turning side to side. His arms are bound behind his back with his hands limp above his waist.
Sir gets up slowly, grabs a pair of black rubber gloves, and approaches the boy's exposed rear end. He grabs both cheeks and is met with the moan of the restrained boy. He reaches down and protrudes one index finger. He spits on the boy's hole and proceeds to slowly push the single finger into the boy's ass. The boy tightens and begins to groan. As the finger gets deeper, the sound from the boy gets louder. Finally, the finger gets down to the knuckle and the boy sighs. The man whose hand is skewering the boy removes the gag and pulls the boy close.
"Who's hole is this boy?"
"It's your hole, Sir!" the boy says with strands of spit dripping out of his mouth.
"Say it again."
The man curls his finger and begins coaxing the boy's prostate.
"Ahhhhh! IT'S YOUR HOLE, SIR!"
"Good Boy" the man growled as he continued to stroke the boy from the inside.
The moaning boy began to work his entire body against the finger of his Master. The Master began to think about his next prize. He thought to himself that today is the day they will meet in person. It is finally time.
The man chuckled to himself as his boy toy moaned in pleasure. The next few weeks were about to get very interesting.
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Scott showed up to the office as he would any week day. He received strict commands to never be late and never leave before 5pm. Scott had not missed a single beat since the instruction began weeks ago. He was looking fit - having been encouraged to continue working out and eating well by Sir. He had also been instructed to pay attention to his glutes which were beginning to pay off nicely. Even at work in his khaki pants, he was beginning to get even more looks than usual.
On this particular day, Scott was following the instructions by Sir to try wearing his chastity to the office and to wear a jockstrap.
He was at his cubicle in the sale's pen when he was approached by a courier who promptly dropped off an interoffice envelope addressed to Scott. Inside it had a printed letter on an impressive letterhead from the executive offices upstairs.
Good morning Boy,
I was hoping you could join me for lunch in my office. Please come up as soon as you receive this. My assistant is already prepared for your arrival.
If you need to put this in your agenda, please title the meeting "Professional Development". Consider yourself booked for the remainder of the day.
Sir
Scott couldn't believe it. He knew Sir was someone at work but he couldn't imagine it was someone in his own building. He flipped the envelope over to find the sending address - which appears to be a room on the top floor. He's important, that's for sure.
Scott quickly shuts off his computer and packs up his satchel. As he turns to leave, a coworker asks "Hey Scott, dipping out early again?"
