The guitar had corrupted Johnathan just as it had so many
others. He’d always been gay, but his passion and focus had been on music. He was
an amazing guitar player and knew he was destined to make it big. Then this
special guitar fell into his hands. Within months his priorities shifted. His
primary focus now is turning straight men into his obedient cock bitches. The
guitar is special, magical, made by the mad-scientist equivalent of a wizard. Certain
chords cause certain outcomes, and when played together, he can make the
straightest guy get on his knees and beg to have his ass creamed.
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