My toy, Mr. Flemmings

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"Another sleepover again? You sure have been spending a lot of my time at my place recently. Why don't you just move in at this point?"

"It's just nice to hang here. What's wrong with that?"

It's true that over the past few weeks I have been staying over at my friend Ben's house more often. My house is another 20 minutes of walking away, so I've always hung out here after school before heading home for dinner, but there is also another reason for doing so...

"Hey Dad! I'm home!"

"Oh hey boys, welcome back. I was just finishing up the spread for tonight."

I have a massive crush on his dad. Ever since I walked into him in the shower when I was in middle school, I couldn't stop thinking about his absolutely massive ass. He lifts cement bags for a living, so it makes sense, but it's really just absurd. The problem was that he was totally straight. And married. And is my friend's dad. But that wasn't going to stop me that easily.

"Oh shoot, forgot about practice today. I gotta run back."

"Ooooo Coach Olsen is going to kill youuuu"

"Shut up. I'll be back in a few hours, ok. Sorry about this."

Ben rushes out the front door. Honestly, I'm not sure how he forgets so often, or how he's still on the team, but it is pretty convenient to have time alone with Mr. Flemmings.

After making sure he was gone, I turned around to greet my toy.

"The coast is clear Mr. Flemmings. You can drop the act."

Immediately, Mr. Flemmings perks up, and bolts to me, getting on his knees.

"Master! I've been waiting for you for ages."

"Hold on a moment pup. Have you been keeping to your word?"

Mr. Flemmings nods, and takes off his pants, revealing a tight thong that I gave him after our last session.

"I've been keeping it on 24/7 sir! I would never dare to take it off without your permission. Please insert your fat cock into me Sir. I've been good."

"How can I say no to an ass like that?"

So it turns out brainwashing your friend's dad is way easier than you might expect. Just pop on some earbuds from behind while they're watching football and play some space clearing audio to put them in a suggestable state of mind. Then just make them associate the thing you want them to do with pleasure with a carefully worded prompt. As long as you don't erase their brain completely, it's virtually untraceable by outsiders. You can really make them do whatever with this method, but after I confirmed that the blank look in his eyes and drooling mouth wasn't because of the game, I suggested this into his ear:

"From now on you are the property of your son's best friend. You are to never think of using your cock ever again. The only purpose your cock has is to cum to show your appreciation for your master. You crave your master's cock at all times. Even the smell of him will drive you crazy. Your ass is for servicing your master. You are your master's cock whore, but only when you are alone with him. When in the presence of others, do not show any hint of your devotion, no matter your true thoughts. Treat him as just another one of your son's friends. Your master's words are law."

At first it didn't seem to have an effect, but the next time we were alone together, he was jumping with joy at the first chance to have my dick in his ass. It's been smooth sailing since then. We've almost gotten caught multiple times, but you'd be surprised how fast he can switch personalities. I have no intention of stopping anytime soon.