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Good boy!

It's been so easy, boy! All Coach had to do was to wait for you to put on the medal chain he gave you around your neck. Little did you know its hypno power would put you under as soon as it touches your manly muscle hairy chest... When Coach’s necklace touches you, you feel so weak and sleepy. So vulnerable. You feel you don’t have any control. You don’t pretend. You show your soul to Coach. You look at Coach as he is your God.

You need Coach's hands, his touch, his voice, his words. Because when Coach is here, you’re safe, obedient, submissive. Nothing to do except obeying, letting everything go. Just losing yourself more and more reading Coach's hypnotic words. Wanting to have this vulnerable and weak look. A bit scared but so needy. Desperately in need to be in transe, to go deep down.

As Coach's slave you are the happiest boy on earth. You obey, you serve, you're hard just hearing Coach’s voice. As Coach's slave you need Coach's necklace and hands on you. To make you feel good, better, weaker. You need all of this. Don’t try to resist anymore, crave it.

Crave for Coach to use and abuse and fuck your manly muscle hairy body whenever, wherever, and however Coach wants.

Good Coach's sexslaveboy!