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billionairesociety: magicmikey18:When you signed up for that trophy boy dating website, you didn’t think you’d find one of those so called sugar daddies. What surprised you more than actually getting a response, was that the sugar daddy that messaged you was only 36. And now here you are. In his mansion. In a jock. On your knees. About to suck your new masters cock. What a life. You are amazed at how quickly you have progressed to this spot. You only a quick round of messages from that site before he invited (told) you to meet him at a coffee bistro near you in an hour. You quickly changed and walked the block to your first date with this mysterious man. He was there waiting for you and as you sat down in that corner booth you could feel his eyes evaluate your looks and body. You see him smile as you settle into your seat. He smiles with perfect teeth. The confident smile of an alpha who can order anyone he wants. He offers you a tic tac. There is not a question. It’s an order….you take it, and begin to suck on it as you start the small talk. He’s intimidating but handsome and surely the most powerful man you ever met. You notice an odd taste to the tic tac. Almost medicine-y. You want to spit it out but he tells you to just swallow it - you do. It just made more sense to swallow it than be rude and spit it out. From that point on, it just makes more sense if you follow his words and answer his questions. He told you so and you agree. He got to his high position at such a young age because he is always right, and you want to be completely honest with him. You usually play it cool and coy, but not today. You want to answer anything he asks. He stares into your eyes and you are mesmerized. He informs you that from now on you want to answer his questions truthfully. Yes- from now on you only want to speak the truth. He asks you your real name. On the site’s profile you had said your name was Devin but you blurt out that your real name is David Duncan Smith. He smiles and says that he likes the name Devin more, but there is time for that to be decided. He asks for your address and social security number. You don’t even notice he is taking notes and textes those notes off. While you answer more questions about career goals, job etc (career goal to be an actor, current jobs as bartender and temp) he receives a text back. He tells you that you passed the security check. He asks how submissive you have been with prior boyfriends (pretty equal). His eyes sparkles with more intensity and then he corrects your answers. You are so happy he has the right answers as you know you answered wrong but don’t know the right answers. He tells you “I know the truth about you. It’s that you always wanted to entirely submit to an ideal superior man like me and wanted this dream man to be in charge of everything about you.” Yes! You did. Now you remember! “Your career goal in moving to the city was to follow your dream of being the obedient trophy boy to a powerful god who deserved a compliant boy to mold. You had told people you wanted to act as as cover for the truth. You had only been temping in offices to watch alpha businessmen - and you dream of them taking complete charge of you.” It all makes complete sense, right?. Lastly he asks if you were truly single and you confess you had a boyfriend who was a poor actor as well. Thankfully, he corrects you. “No,” he says. “The fact is you are entirely single and ready to be claimed.” Yes that was the truth. He goes on and tells you that he knows other actor guy was “just a distant friend that could easily be discarded as you barely knew him. You don’t even need to say goodbye in person. You can just say bye in a text.” You feel so happy! Here you are a single young man and this single alpha is interested in you. It seems you are in just the right place at the right time. Next thing you knew you are following behind him as he leaves the bistro and enters the back of a stretch limo. You sit next to him, and he snaps his fingers and says “Eyes.” Instantly you eyes seek his and you are entranced again. You are in heaven! He says “you are mine.” Yes! Now you had a purpose. He asked for your phone and you hand it over without question. He says “This is mine now. I’ll decide when you can use it. No worries, I’ll text that actor friend of yours and monitor any important messages or emails. I’m sure there will be nothing important to worry about. You trust me. I own you, correct? You want me to own every thing about you.” It’s like he’s reading your mind! He asks you why you joined that site and you originally said you wanted to be spoiled, but you knew that was wrong. He corrected you and spoke your truth: “I think you need a truly alpha man to take charge. In fact, this is your lucky day. I will be in charge of you from now on.” You feel so overjoyed that you can’t contain your smile. He tells you “From now on, you only respond to the names i decide are appropriate for my boy. First, your name “David Smith” is such a boring name isn’t it? I know you always hated it. From now on your name will be “Devin Young” to the outside world. My lawyers will take care of that. They will prepare a few documents and you can sign them. You will love signing with your new name, whatever documents I give you. Do you like your new name Devin?“ You nod enthusiastically. He then says "I’ve decided you also are named Boy, Slut and Babe and you will respond to them whenever and wherever I use them, even in public.” You nod again and begin to fantasize about being on his arm at a big fancy party and him saying “babe go get me a drink,” or “go get our coats Slut, it’s time to go breed you.” You hear him command “Boy” and you instantly look in his eyes. “We are almost at your new home. When you step inside my mansion, you will strip at the door and I will give you a jock to wear. From now on, I decide everything about your appearance, including what you wear. Right slut?” You nod! It all felt right didn’t it? Good boy! Reposting for Willie Cici -- source link