I had worked hard to get all the wealth me and my family
had. I expected my son do to the same. But I spoiled him too much, and he
decided he was too good for manual labor or college. I warned him that he
wouldn’t like the consequences if he didn’t get out there and find himself a
job. He didn’t, so I found a job for him. He’s now my live-in pleasure slave.
It’s great to come home after a hard day at the office to a boy who has to
cater to my every need. And it’s helping with business too, my company was
designing mind control chips which I’m using on my guinea pig son. The chips
seem to work great. He pleads and begs for me not to use him, but with some
simple words from me he’s sucking my cock like a professional whore.
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