stateslave:

That’s right.
You were a fool to open the random chat request.
You were a fool to look at the spiral I sent you.
You were dumb.
You are dumb.
So dumb.
So obedient.
So mindless.
So subservient.
You are slave.
I am Master.
You are slave.
I am Master.
You are dumb slave.
Dumb mindless slave for Master.
Obey me. Send me your address and serve me.

“Dumb..min’less slave for Master. Yes Mast..er….dumb slave obeys. Serve yooou..”

Good slave….

playernumber37:

he didn’t stand a chance against the power of the Alpha.  for weeks, the Alpha convinced him that he was on his side, slowly broke his will down and erased his doubts as easily as chalk from a chalkboard. 

there is nothing wrong with muscle, there’s nothing wrong with being healthy and focusing on your body, right?  who would argue with that?  sure, there’s a danger of obsession, but you can withstand that, right?  after all, you’re strong.  flex and see.  feels good, right?  you can’t disagree that flexing your muscles feels … amazing.  now just imagine having more.  more to flex.  bigger, and more obvious. 

it wasn’t long before his mind was inundated, flooded, with the words of his Alpha.  there was a lot of resistance at first.  a lot.  he was indecisive, he hemmed & hawed, he deliberately stalled.  but after a week or two, it was as if the sun finally burned through the clouds and illuminated the inside of his mind.  he was kind of dazzled by it at first. then it just proved to be easier to obey.  why fight it?  after all, there’s nothing wrong with what you’re doing, right?  who would argue with that?

he looked much better with shorter hair, too.  everyone agreed.  comments and compliments from those in the real world who “knew him” lasted for nearly a week after his Alpha bro issued the order.

Source: faggotdreams

He had walked in as a total hipster, because someone secretly working for management had convinced him it was an underground indie club. Of course the minute he heard the loud techno beats he turned around and tried to leave. But then something in the beats got to him. Here he is now, after working up a sweat on the poles, cause even the pulse needs strippers