You are right, your eyes really look greener in the locker room. Actually it is really hard to take off my eyes of it. Damn, I feel so weak. It is so hard to focus on my thoughts. I should probably just stand up and go to have a shower, that might wake me up. But I can’t move, and I don’t want to move. I just want to look into your eyes and submit. Your power is too strong and I am too weak. Please, take control over me, I am your obedient slave now. Your thoughts are my thoughts, your will is my will.
- Good boy. And what if I tell you, none of the thoughts were your own even from the beginning? Now kneel!