Gym Objective
Added 2023-05-23 23:22:59 +0000 UTCYou had your eyes set on a thick muscle bull. He was a regular in the gym, always the same cap and earbuds on while he worked out. You couldn't look away from him, admiring his thick torso and wide arms. You needed to have him.
All it took was a Bluetooth repeater to commandeer his connection, adding your own subliminal messages to his music. He didn't notice a thing. You could see he was losing focus while his mind grew emptier and emptier. He was constantly looking up like he'd forgotten where he was. Soon enough he no longer cared. His eyes had glazed over as he finished his exercises, rising robotically and heading back to the locker room.
You followed him in, opening the door to see the programming had kicked in. He stood against the lockers, his head down with his eyes closed, unable to do anything but focus on the sound in his ears. He had already removed his shirt, his huge body exposed like a statue, open to be touched and admired. You walked closer, running your hand along his body. His soft flesh gave under your touch, his body heat filling the air with the smell of his sweat. You knew all that was left was him was a bull ready to obey and be used.
