Max and the Mind Control Device Ch. 03

"Y-you like, M-Max?" he asked, his words slow and halting. It was a stark contrast to the articulate athlete he once was, and it only fueled my desires more.

His large hand moved down to grip his long, hard cock, giving it a few slow strokes. The sight was incredibly arousing, watching this towering, muscled man ready to please me, all thanks to the device in my hand.

"Yes, Alex," I replied, my voice barely a whisper. "I like it very much."

The stupid smile on his face broadened, his actions becoming even more enthusiastic. His muscles bulged and flexed under his smooth skin, his cock throbbing in his hand. It was an intoxicating sight, one that showcased his absolute obedience and readiness to please me.

My dumb, obedient giant was ready and waiting, eager to follow my every command. I reveled in the sight of his muscular body, his hard cock, and his stupid, adoring gaze. He was all mine, ready and hard, just for me.

"Alex," I said, my voice quivering with anticipation, "I want you to fuck me. Fuck me like the dumb beast you are."

His vacant expression shifted, the dumb smile replaced with an eager one. He moved closer, his tall, towering figure shadowing over me. His impressive length pulsed in his hand, precum dripping onto the carpet.

"Want... Alex... fuck..." he murmured, his words slow and slurred, barely coherent. Despite his stupidity, there was an underlying eagerness in his voice, a readiness to obey.

My heart pounded in my chest, the anticipation coiling tight in my stomach. I laid back on the desk, spreading my legs wider for him. The sight of his chiseled body moving closer, his large hands roaming over his own muscles as if to tease me, only fueled my desire.

His hand moved to my thigh, his fingers digging in slightly as he lifted one of my legs onto his shoulder. The height difference only made the sight more erotic, his large form positioned between my spread legs.

"Show me... how much of a dumb slave you are," I added, my voice hitching as his large hand trailed up my thigh. "Make me feel good, Alex. Like a jock would."

"Max... feel good... jock," he grunted in agreement, his words coming out in halting, disjointed sentences. But his actions spoke louder than his words.

With a single, forceful thrust, he entered me. I gasped at the feeling, my hands clutching at the edges of the desk. His length filled me, stretching me in the most delicious way. His powerful thrusts started, each one causing the desk to creak beneath us.

His muscular body moved rhythmically, the sight of his flexing muscles only adding to the pleasure coursing through me. His vacant eyes remained on me, his expression a picture of adoration and obedience. It was a stark reminder of his new role - a dumb jock, my personal muscle slave.

His thrusts became harder, more erratic, as his grunts filled the room. I moaned loudly, my body arching off the desk with each powerful thrust. The sight of his muscled body moving above me, the feeling of his large hands gripping my hips, the sound of his grunts and incoherent words - it was all too much.

In this moment, Alex was everything I had programmed him to be - a dumb, obedient, and eager jock, his only purpose to please me.

The feeling of Alex filling me, stretching me with his impressive length was overwhelming, the pleasure consuming me. His grunts and the rhythmic creaking of the desk were the only sounds in the room, the atmosphere thick with raw lust and obedience.

"Alex," I moaned, gripping the edges of the desk tighter. "Harder. I need more."

His reply was a simple grunt, but his thrusts became even more forceful, his muscular body flexing as he pounded into me. I moaned louder, the intensity of the pleasure causing my vision to blur.

"S-show me," I gasped, struggling to form coherent sentences as waves of pleasure crashed over me. "Show me how dumb and eager you are to please me."

He grunted again, his vacant eyes glazing over even more. "D-dumb... eager..." he repeated slowly, his words slurred. His pace quickened, the force of his thrusts causing the desk to creak and shift.

"Alex," I commanded, my voice barely a whisper, "lift me up. Continue... like the dumb beast you are."

Without missing a beat, Alex obeyed. His large hands gripped my waist, lifting me from the desk with ease. I gasped at the sudden change, my legs instinctively wrapping around his waist. He held me against his broad chest, my body seeming tiny in comparison to his towering frame.

His cock remained buried within me, the new angle causing him to fill me even deeper. A whimper escaped my lips as he started moving again, the rhythm of his thrusts relentless and powerful. He pounded into me like the obedient, dumb beast I had commanded him to be.

"Yes, Alex..." I moaned, my hands gripping his broad shoulders. "Just like that. You're... doing... oh... so good..."

His dumb smile returned as he continued to fuck me, his strength and stamina seemingly endless. The sight of his muscular body moving rhythmically, his large hands holding me effortlessly in the air, the feeling of his long, hard cock relentlessly thrusting into me - it was the epitome of pleasure. I was on the brink, teetering on the edge, the pleasure building within me. I was being fucked by my perfect, submissive giant boyfriend, and it was even better than I could have ever imagined.

"A-Alex..." I gasped, my voice echoing in the room. "Turn... turn me around... want to... see the floor..."

Immediately, Alex complied, shifting me around with a surprising gentleness that contrasted with his bestial vigor. His strong arms wrapped around my abdomen, lifting me up and leaning me forward so my face was directed towards the floor. I was completely suspended in air, supported only by Alex's strength.

His large, muscular body remained pressed against mine, the length of his cock never leaving me. I gasped as he started moving again, the new position causing his cock to stroke even deeper inside me.

My arms and legs flailed as he pounded into me with renewed energy, my body bouncing in rhythm with his powerful thrusts. His hot breath fanned over my skin, the sounds of our bodies colliding filling the room. His hard abs rubbed against my sensitive skin with each movement, adding another layer of pleasure to the overwhelming sensations.

Sweat dripped from his body, falling onto mine, the droplets cool against my heated skin. His grunts grew louder, more animalistic, each sound making me quiver with anticipation. I could feel the strain in his arms as he held me up, his muscles flexing under my touch. Despite his dumbness, his strength and stamina were exceptional, his physique perfectly designed to fulfill my every command.

The intensity of pleasure was so great it felt like I was floating, my senses overwhelmed by the force of Alex's relentless fucking. His long, hard cock moved inside me with precision, hitting just the right spots that made me whimper and gasp in pleasure.

"Good... boy," I managed to gasp out between moans, my fingers clutching at his arms. "Fuck me... just like that..."

His response was a guttural groan, a sound that was both dumb and wildly erotic. The dumb, obedient jock was living up to his programming, his every action designed to please me. I was on the brink of pleasure, the sensation building in the pit of my stomach. It was an incredibly powerful and erotic scene, the perfect mix of power, obedience, and raw sexual intensity. Alex was my perfect, submissive giant, his muscular, sweaty body tirelessly working to fulfill my every desire.

"Harder, Alex... Fuck me harder," I managed to gasp, my voice echoing around the room.

The dumb jock obeyed, his thick voice uttering a groan as he redoubled his efforts. "Max... Me... Hard..." His words were broken, reflecting the mental changes I'd implemented. Yet, there was something intensely erotic about his simple, desperate words. It was clear that he existed for me, for my pleasure.

Alex's arms tightened around my abdomen, his long cock pounding into me with greater force. My body rocked with his movements, my arms and legs swinging with the rhythm of his relentless thrusts. His grunts echoed in my ears, his dumbness adding a unique flavor to our intimate moment.

After what felt like an eternity, a coil of pleasure within me snapped. A climax crashed over me, sweeping me up in a wave of ecstasy. I cried out, my voice shrill and high, my body convulsing with pleasure. I could feel my muscles tightening around Alex's length, my orgasm drawing a deep groan from him.

I sagged against him, utterly spent. The device had promised obedience and control, but it had also delivered pleasure beyond my wildest imagination.

"Alex... carry me," I ordered weakly, my voice a soft murmur.

With a dumb nod, he adjusted his grip on me, lifting me off of him. His massive, firm arms cradled me against his chest, his brawny muscles a comfortable cushion. His cock, still hard and pulsating, pressed against my thigh, a testament to his relentless stamina. His muscles, slick with sweat and still tensed from exertion, were firm and reassuring.

I lay against him, my body still trembling from the aftershocks of pleasure. I could feel the hard slabs of his pecs against my back, the ridges of his abs pressing into my flesh. It was strangely soothing, a gentle reminder of the control I now held. I could feel his heart pounding against me, a steady rhythm that matched the pulsing in my core.

I let out a soft sigh, my body fully relaxing against his muscular frame. His large hands, surprisingly gentle, ran soothing patterns on my chest, a non-verbal promise of his obedience and commitment to my comfort. Despite the changes I had made, some parts of him remained. He was a dumb, obedient jock, his life centered around me, but he was also Alex, protective and caring in his own unique way.

With my head resting against his chest, listening to his steady heartbeat, I felt a sense of contentment.

"Alex... put me on the bed," I ordered, my voice just above a whisper. The large jock dumbly nodded, moving with a care that was almost endearing. He lay me down on the soft mattress, and I let out a soft sigh as the cool sheets met my skin.

"And lie down beside me," I added, turning my head to look at him.

"Max... Bed... Yes..." He responded in his simple, broken speech, laying himself down next to me. The bed dipped under his weight, his large, muscled body taking up a considerable amount of space. His hard cock pointed to the ceiling, the mere sight of it stirring a familiar warmth within me.

"Alex, your muscles... show me," I said, my eyes glancing over his body.

He dumbly flexed his arms, the muscles rippling under his skin. His pecs contracted and his abs clenched as he showed off his strength. I reached out, running my fingers over his biceps, the cool touch of my fingers causing him to shiver.

"Max... Me... Strong... You... Like?" His words were mangled, but the question was there. The innocent curiosity in his eyes made me smile.

"Yes, Alex. I do like," I admitted, tracing my fingers down his sculpted chest, my fingers dancing over the ridges of his hard abs. His cock twitched at my admission, pre-cum beading at the tip.

I turned to face him, my gaze meeting his. There was a dumb innocence in his eyes, but also a devotion. He was my perfect, submissive giant boyfriend - dumb and obedient, his body hard and ready for me, and his simple mind filled with nothing but the desire to protect and please me. I smiled at him, a sense of satisfaction filling me.

"Good boy, Alex," I praised, reaching out to caze my hand through his hair. His eyes closed at the touch, a soft sigh leaving his lips.

Unable to resist the sight of Alex's throbbing length, I lowered myself, my hand wrapping around his solid shaft. I could feel his pulse beneath my touch, his need palpable and inviting.

"Max..." he groaned, his voice a deep rumble as his hips instinctively bucked upwards.

"Alex, I'm going to take care of you," I said, my gaze locked onto his. "But remember, you're not allowed to cum until I tell you to. Do you understand?"

He nodded dumbly, his eyes wide. "Max... Me... No cum... Yes..." he managed to stutter out, his voice thick with desire.

Encouraged by his response, I leaned down, my lips brushing against the tip of his cock. His taste was intoxicating, a mix of his precum and my juices. I flicked my tongue against his slit, collecting the bead of precum there, eliciting a soft groan from Alex.

Slowly, I took him into my mouth, my tongue swirling around his length as I sucked. I could feel his muscles tense under my touch, his hands fisting the sheets as he struggled to obey my command.

My free hand trailed down to his full balls, gently kneading them, driving him further towards the edge. His moans filled the room, the sound resonating deep within me, stirring my own arousal. I could feel him twitching in my mouth, his cock hardening further as he neared his limit.

But he didn't cum. He was holding back, obeying my command to the letter. The sight of this dumb jock, so utterly controlled by my words, only served to heighten my own pleasure.

"Good boy, Alex," I mumbled around his cock, my words sending vibrations down his length. "You're doing so well."

He groaned in response, his fingers curling into the sheets. He was teetering on the edge, ready to spill at any moment, but he was waiting for my command. I reveled in the power, in the absolute control I had over him.

Emboldened by Alex's obedience, I decided to push him further. Licking my lips, I positioned myself better, and slowly, I took more of him into my mouth, inch by inch, until his cockhead hit the back of my throat.

"Max... Max... Good..." he groaned, his words unintelligible and broken. His eyes were half-closed, his face a picture of raw pleasure.

I maintained eye contact, my eyes twinkling with mischief and delight. His hands twitched, as though he wanted to bury his fingers in my hair, guide my movements, but he resisted, knowing he could only move when ordered. This simple act of restraint, a sign of his obedience, was intensely erotic to me.

With a soft moan, I started to bob my head up and down his length, my throat constricting around his cockhead every time I deepthroated him. He bucked his hips up, trying to thrust deeper into my mouth, but he was so big that he could only push so far.

His groans filled the room, a sweet symphony to my ears. The taste of his precum filled my mouth, a tangy flavor that made me salivate more. I could tell he was struggling to hold back, his body shaking with the effort. But he was a good, obedient jock. My dumb, submissive, beastly boyfriend held back, his cock throbbing and twitching in my mouth.

"Feels good, Alex?" I murmured, pulling back to look at him. His face was flushed, his lips parted as he panted heavily. His hands clenched the sheets, his knuckles turning white from the strain.

He nodded, his eyes pleading. "Max... Max... Feels... Good..." he managed to stutter out, his voice thick with lust.

"Good boy," I purred, stroking his thigh. "Remember, you can't cum until I say so. Understand?"

He nodded again, his brow furrowed in concentration. "No... cum... Max... say... yes..." he repeated, his voice a raw whisper.

I grinned at his obedience, feeling a surge of power. Lowering my head again, I resumed my ministrations, letting my tongue swirl around the head before taking him back into my mouth. My hands traveled up his abs, tracing each dip and curve of his perfectly chiseled body. I could feel his heart pounding under my touch, his body shaking with the effort of holding back.

I started to speak around him, my voice vibrating against his length. "You're so close now, Alex. You're going to cum so hard... and when you do... every last shred of your free will... your intelligence... it's all going to drain out of you." I could feel him trembling at my words, his cock twitching in my mouth.

He groaned, his eyes wide. His hands fisted in the sheets, and I could see the sweat dripping down his body, his muscles twitching with anticipation. "Max... Max... C-cum..."

But I ignored his pleas, sucking him harder, my hand moving to cup his heavy balls. I could feel them tighten, his body tensing as he got closer to the edge. His abs contracted with every breath he took, his muscles rippling under my touch.

I felt a wicked thrill at the sight of this towering, muscled jock, rendered helpless and dumb by my control. My perfect, submissive giant boyfriend, his body shaking with the effort of obeying my command.

And then, when I felt he was right on the edge, I gave the command. "Cum for me, Alex."

With a guttural roar, Alex's body stiffened. His hips bucked as his orgasm ripped through him, his cock throbbing as he released into my mouth. I sucked him harder, milking him for all he was worth, relishing in the raw, primal sound he made. His taste filled my mouth, and I swallowed eagerly, even when the sheer amount made me gag.

Alex's body slumped on the bed, his eyes vacant once again. His breath came out in ragged pants, his chest rising and falling rapidly. I could see the complete submission in his eyes, his mind now completely blank, emptied of any thoughts.

With one last, lingering kiss on his softening member, I pulled away, a satisfied smile playing on my lips. Alex, the muscled basketball player, the object of everyone's desires, was now my obedient, dumb, beast of a boyfriend. His free will, his intelligence, all gone with his orgasm, just like I'd promised.

As I looked up at Alex, lying sprawled out on the bed, his naked, sculpted body still glistening with sweat, I couldn't help but smile at the beautiful sight before me. He was an impressive figure, all sinewy muscles and bulging veins, his skin flushed from his intense orgasm. His eyes were glassy, the once vibrant blue now dull and vacant.

Sitting back on my heels, I propped myself up on the bed, my hands resting lightly on his toned abs. "Alex," I started, running my fingers over the deep ridges of his muscles, "how are you feeling?"

His response was slow, his brows furrowed in confusion. "Feeling... good, Max... You make... Alex feel good," he said, his voice thick and slow, struggling to form the simple sentences. The once articulate jock was now a dumb, obedient shell of his former self.

My heart pounded in my chest at his words, the realization of my power over him making my skin tingle with anticipation. "That's right, Alex. And do you know why you're feeling good?" I asked, my voice low and seductive.

Alex's vacant stare met mine as he tried to process my question. After a moment of silence, he shook his head, a simple 'no' escaping his parted lips.

A thrill of excitement surged through me. "That's because you're here to please me, Alex. And when you do as I say, when you make me feel good... you feel good. Do you understand?"

Alex nodded, the vacant look in his eyes now replaced with a touch of eagerness. "Alex... please... Max..." he said, his voice filled with sincerity. His large, firm hand moved to my thigh, his touch gentle despite his brutish strength.

His adoring gaze moved over my body, drinking in the sight of me. His long, hard member twitched at the sight, reminding me of his constant readiness to please me. I could feel the warmth spreading between my legs at the sight, my own arousal building again.

This was only the beginning, I thought. Alex, my dumb, submissive, giant boyfriend, was completely under my control. And I intended to take full advantage of that. The device in my hand seemed to hum in agreement, the glow of its lights reflecting in my glasses as I contemplated our future together.

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