Jack no longer has free will. I took care of that for him. I can control his body, I can control his reality, I can do any number of things I want to him, but I technically can’t control his mind. His thoughts are his and his alone, which is why he hates me, but that’s alright, I don’t need to be loved.
You can see it in his eyes, how much he despises me. Can you
really blame him though? He wasn’t
always a cock-sucking, anal ace fag. He went from a pussy-hound to a cock-slut
overnight, thanks to me. He was my annoying douchebag neighbor, now he’s my
slave.
Overtime he’ll learn to naturally submit, and eventually
he’ll do everything he’s told without thought. Once I have him fully broken
down like that I’ll sell him off and get myself a newer model.
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