So this could contain some consensual dub-con , consensual brainwash and other sensitive stuff.

So, human 60 is stressed, so stressed most of his time, he couldn& #39;t have one night of sleep or an entire lunch down on his stomach. His sex life was no no and his only comfort
Was his hand most of the nights.

Porn was a good way to pass the time but not enough for him. A friend of him, after another sleepless night, suggest some relaxing tracks. He wrote them off but the curiosity got the better of him and search for it on his porn page.
He was incredulous at how many files of kinky hypnosis where out there and the idea of it seems so strange… and highly aroused. He keep searching until he found a page with a lot of files, some of them pretty tame, others nor so much.
So he tried the most tame of them, supposedly to help him sleep (and if he put also some subby ones, nobody has to be the wiser).

And it worked. He woke up the next day, having a full night of sleep for once in a long while feeling refreshed and something else but it worked!
He made himself a patron of the page, slowly working on the first files, those that supposed to make him more receptive at the hypnosis. He took out those that didn& #39;t interest him and keep listening the ones that helped him calm down, relax and sleep or have some minutes
Drifting mindlessly.

He love it. And the person behind the tracks has a lovely voice, deep and rich. The man seems to knew what he was doing. And he love it so much. So much that he started listening the more kinky ones. It was thrilling and hot and he couldn& #39;t stop it.
Then, The Author made some in live session. Obviously he was there the second it started.

By the end of it, he couldn& #39;t remember much of it, just until the part that he had the chance to talk with The Author on the chat for a little while. When he finally woke up
His shirt and jeans where gone, his underwear halfway on his thighs and come all over his chest. There was a chat open (bur the camera was off, thank god) and there was a notification in his email.

& #39;im looking forward to talk to you again, 60 darling& #39;

His cock twitched at that
After that he started a routine. Every morning he would just listen to some relaxing tracks, tried to eat and take less coffee. At the communal he listen to some of the the files that was meant to listen while traveling. He couldn& #39;t distinguished what it was saying, those where
Mostly whispers and just soft murmur in his ears that left him all tingly and aroused when he finally made it at work.

The first email he read at work were always send by The Author. It contains the rest of the day instructions and praises for a work well done.
It always left him a giddy feeling and let him concentrate to the max the rest of his shift, still listening to the whispers when he felt himself get stressed with the workload.

It was when he reached home again that things started to get hot. He was meant to strip
Himself and lay on his bed, headphones secure on his head and listening to the track that was selected for him for the day. At first, there were tracks to made him more open to hypnosis and suggestions following by other two that he thought was just simply some
Pleasant whispers that leave him all drooling and with a raging erection that he, for the life of him, couldn& #39;t take down, no matter how much he masturbate after it. It was a glorious torture to go to sleep like that.
For two weeks that was his routine. In those two weeks he couldn& #39;t denied that his libido skyrocket and his workload got much more better. He hadn& #39;t feel this good in a long time but now he was addicted to the files, to The Author…

That night, it was a little different.
The Author wanted to talk to him in private. Webcam was optional if he didn& #39;t feel comfortable enough has said the mail that day, and they could work that out if he really didn& #39;t want to show his face.

He wanted to talk with him first to know what he would do after.
He was excited and a little anxious but none the less he prepare himself for this.

The author was pleasant. He obviously asked about his age. How he had feeling with the tracks, if he felt uncomfortable with what he& #39;d been instructed to do or if he feel any regret.
Silas smiles softly and always reply he was ok, that he really love what a change it& #39;d brought to his life and how awesome he felt now. He took some courage to say he really wanted to keep going… and to get on his webcam after he wrote that.
& #39;Thank you. I know this is a big step and how nerve wrecking this could be& #39; the author was pleased and also amazed by him and a blush covered his face.

& #39;Are you ready to begin?& #39; Silas nodded and bite his lip, excitement coursing his veins.

& #39;RK 60, on& #39;
It was the most surreal feeling in the world. One moment he was… himself and the next he feel like his whole body zagged and get in attention at the same time. Like he was watching himself from a screen, not in control and in a foggy bliss that made hard to think straight.
& #39;you had been such a good boy, 60. So eager to be empty and obedient, aren& #39;t you?? You were so eager that you DROP in seconds after the first week& #39;
His inside were hot and his head was floating now in pleasure, it was hard, so hard to concentrate in other than the words spoken
To him. He couldn& #39;t move, either, his legs and arms feels so heavy and why should he move? He was so happy to just listen…

& #39;thats right 60, just keep listening to myself, my voice slowly guiding you into and empty and obedient space. You have not to worry for anything& #39;
& #39;just Let yourself become obedient, to let yourself go and summit, giving me all the responsibility of you as you also become empty as you obey me…& #39;

His breathing was slow and deep, head slowly falling to notice things, like the first few times when he tried it before sleep
& #39;all the things around you are less important right now, how your head and body feels less prudent, the only thing that matter tight now is that you hear my voice& #39;

60, cuz he was just 60 right now, close slowly his eyes, takinf great effort in opening them again.
& #39;It& #39;s hard, isn& #39;t it? Feeling so good, so empty and obedient right now. Such a good boy, listening to me and DROP even harder than before& #39;

His eyes were so heavy now, just slits as he fought to keep them open. Yes, yes he wanted this. His whole body was, was…
& #39;and wide awake& #39;

Silas blinked repeatedly, sensation fully engaged now, little bit of drool down the corner of his mouth. It was strange cuz right now he feel like floating, so relaxed but none of the arousal that he previously had felt.

& #39;Youre truly amazing, dear& #39;
Silas found himself blushing again, starting to get hot. He fought a little with that, knowing he wouldn& #39;t be able to come as much as he wanted, he still didn& #39;t know what happened, he couldn& #39;t come…

& #39;what& #39;s it, dear? There& #39;s something you don& #39;t want to keep doing?
Silas bite his lip, debating if he wanted to know or not. He was a control freak, he knew that and losing the control of this, the one thing that made him relax was itself stress inducing.

But… but having something with that power, taking it from him, rewarding and praising
Him so much it was like a drug trip. A high he didn& #39;t knew he could have. And like drug addict, he wanted *more*

& #39;you made me impossible to come, right sir?& #39; the last part was nearly a whisper, enough to the microphone to catch it. He was starting to get so hard now.
& #39;Yes darling, it seems it had made you a world of good. And it doesn& #39;t feel so right? So good? To know that Im the only one with that power now?& #39;

Silas squirmed on his sit, flush from head to toe, cock straining his boxers now.

& #39;Bur dear, remember that you have all the power
If you want to stop, to get rid of the initial trigger you have now, we can do it. All of this need to be consensual and nodded and honest and with presence of mind, dear& #39;

Silas nodded and looked down.

& #39;think about this for a moment dear. I want you to really think this& #39;
And the author keep quiet, leaving Silas with himself and his thoughts.

But he only sigh brokenly, squirming again on his seat.
& #39;I want to keep going, I-I want…& #39;it was so hard to say it aloud, squeezing his legs again so he close his eyes & #39;i want to be mindlessly yours& #39;
& #39;so, you want to submit, dear boy? Want to delegate some responsibility? To me to take care of you and keep your mind empty and obedient for me? Keep you as my little mindless toy?& #39;

Every word that the author said, molten desire ignite on his lower belly, a wet patch now on his
Boxers.

& #39;yes… yes I want it, please& #39; and oh, how he want it.

& #39;DROP& #39;
After that, Silas began his training. Some nights he didn& #39;t knew what& #39;s happening he was just stuck in a continuous cloud of pure bliss and nothingness.

Some mornings he woke up with writing on his body. It always made him blush and get half hard.
Most days was & #39;RK 60& #39;
There were days where the author spoke to him directly. Always asking if he was sure and comfortable with this. And always the answer was yes.

It was funny, his work was still high stressing, his love life still nowhere but finally he felt in peace.

He love it.
By then, he knew he& #39;s some triggers. No idea how many or what they did, only that he have some. The prospect of dropping when someone said it was exciting and scary. But he knew it would only work if he wanted, if he felt secure. And that made him confident enough to keep doing
It was nearly 9 months after that his boss charge him with the completion of conjoined work with another company.

It was the moment he meet the liaison of the new company that he knew the universe was against him.
The moment he presented himself and squeezed the hand of the liaison, he feel like his knees would nearly crumpled under him when he heard his voice. The smile was just downright seductive and knowing.

& #39;Its good to finally meeting you in person, dear Silas& #39;
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