Gym Head
Added 2023-09-26 13:14:38 +0000 UTCClint couldn't remember where he got the headphones. He couldn't remember much at all anymore. At the time he hadn't thought it strange when another gym goer gave them to him for free. Clint wasn't smart enough to say no then, not that he would ever be. He'd only ever work out with them on anymore, listening to his music through them, ignorant to the conditioning programmed inside them.
He was now almost always in the gym, growing muscle, not caring about the hair or beard that grew on his body. He was an animal, not meant for thinking, his body the only useful thing about him. He was constantly a sweaty mess, never showering, never a thought in his head anymore. He never had a purpose anymore, at least, until he'd run in with his headphone donor.
In moments they'd be back in the locker room, Clint a toy as he was fucked and covered in cum. He was just a drone now, only good at following orders, the constant need to be used filling his mind. It wasn't long before he turned up at bathhouses, kneeling down with his arms above his head, letting the smell of his sweat fill his head as he waited for another load to hit him.
