Harry wasn’t too happy when he came to his front door to find a salesman there. He tried to tell the guy he wasn’t interested in whatever the man was selling, but the guy told Harry he actually was. Harry wasn’t sure why, but he believed the guy, this salesman obviously had something of which Harry wanted, but what could that possibly be? Harry strangely found himself hanging on every word this stranger spoke, until the man revealed that he was there to sell dildos, which managed to snap Harry back to reality.
Telling the
salesman he was not a ‘fag’, Harry went to slam the door in the stranger’s
face. That didn’t happen though, for the salesman grabbed Harry by the wrist
and Harry felt a strange sensation overcome him, followed by the appearance of
a voice in his head telling him to simply submit.
Confused,
overwhelmed, Harry found himself outside in front of his winding driveway, on
his knees, watching with a stupid smile on his face as the man jacked off his
cock mere inches away. Some part of Harry knew he shouldn’t be doing this, knew
that something was wrong, and he almost regained control of himself again but
then the mesmerizing cock erupted and spit it’s seed out all over Harry’s face.
It was now too late, any resistance Harry may have had was now gone forever, he
was now marked as Harry’s property.
Harry spent the
rest of the day in the back of the retired school bus the salesman strangely
drove while the salesman went from door to door of all Harry’s neighbors,
enslaving any man who didn’t buy a dildo from him. By night fall there was
another four former heterosexual men in the bus with Harry. The next day they
would all be sold as gay slaves on the black market, which was where the
salesman really made his money.
Harry now lives as
an obedient, happy sex slave to a rich fag couple in L.A. Some part of himself,
deep down, still remembers how his life used to be and should still be. That
part of him wishes he could turn back time and just buy a dildo from the man
and be on with his life.
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