Daddy's Scent

You thought you'd gotten lucky, noticing a sexy daddy you hadn't seen before paying attention to you in the bar. You couldn't resist finding your way over to you where you introduced yourself.

"Hello boy," He responded, grinning toward your eyes.

There was something about the way he looked at you that made your skin crawl, good or bad you couldn't tell. You'd realized standing so close he hadn't worn deodorant, his smell brought into your head with each breath, sticking there. Something about it made your head fuzzy, but in a moment you forgot all about it as you started talking.

You found yourself being driven to his place in his car that night. Stuck in the cramped space you were reminded of his smell, salty and earthy, something about it distracting your mind until you realized you'd arrived at his place. You shook off the feeling, quickly following him inside to finally strip.

You were in awe at the amount of hair on his body, his arms immediately rapping you in their furry embrace as he pulled you onto the bed.

"I've always wanted a dumb submissive boy" He whispered tenderly.

The words made you confused, making you try to laugh it off. "What makes you think I want that?" You answered, trying to stay light.

"Oh I've learned how to get my way" He said, beginning to wrestle you on the bed. You thought he was being playful until you realized he'd locked you in a hold, expertly holding your limbs in place while he looked down at you from above.

He gave an evil grin. "I always get my way boy" He said, lifting his arm and placing its underside on your face.

You writhed under his grip, but you couldn't stop it. You felt the same fuzziness in your brain that you had felt before, but this was much more concentrated. It felt like a fog rolling through your body, wiping your mind clean of all thoughts until his musk dominated your entire being. You didn't want to be dumb, you didn't want to be just another submissive boy. You struggled to stay conscious as you suffocated on his scent, your mind drifting away in the clouds of his essence.

He pulled back giving you a breath of fresh air, but the damage was done. You looked up with a dumb smile, having forgotten your situation, absolute obedience in your eyes. You had no worry left but to follow his orders, happy to obey his every whim, no capability of individual thought left in your mind. You were his toy in absolute submission, and you loved it.