Hypnojock

Being owned feels so right, so natural, still can't believe how long it took me to figure that out.

Focus now… feel the stillness beginning. As you listen, imagine soft leather straps… wrapping slowly around your body. One across your chest… snug, grounding. Another slides over your arms… holding them gently at your sides. Each strap draws you deeper. Around your legs now — firm, steady. You don’t resist. You don’t need to. These straps don’t restrain — they release you. Each one a signal to surrender, to let go. The more you’re held, the deeper you fall. Safe. Heavy. Quiet. Bound not in weakness, but in focus. No movement needed. Just stillness… and depth. With every breath, more straps wrap… More of you claimed by calm. Tension fades. Mind softens. You are completely supported… fully enclosed… and endlessly dropping… deeper now. Held. Centered. Gone. The deeper you are bound… the deeper you go.

He can’t help it, he’s just been SO fucking horny ever since his big bro Ben started hypnotizing him last month. He also can’t control his urge to wear jockstraps every day. He can’t deny the boost in the gym has been excellent though, and he’s been sleeping so much better…what’s a little trade off when it comes down to it?

he scores again

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