FROM TOP TO BOTTOM

The name is Miguel. I work out of a club in midtown.You know the type of place one of those sleazy hustler places filled with two types: latino or black rough trade and the white rich businessmen who want to take a walk in the hood.

Well, I do fine there. My stats:5' 9''/175 of gym toned muscle complete with six pack/31w/9'' rod/light honey color. My rules are simple:sex safe/ass no way/pay up front/ top service only! I work when I want ,with whomever I want ,no cut to the owner but hell, for the prices he charges on the shit he says is booze he makes out okay. Besides, I'm the hottest stud he's got here so, he puts up with it--I draw them in.

It was a slow night the day I saw him come in. Short Asian guy,I'd say about 5'6'', built though and not bad looking either.I noticed him talking to the owner and looking in my direction out of the corner of my eye. They shook hands like they were old friends and then he walked over to me.

"The man over there says your name is Miguel" he stated in a voice that hinted at his arousal.

I turned to face him sizing him up--- not bad clothes, should get a good price out of him for my work. It was then that I saw his medallion a golden dragon with two eyes that sparkled with two stones I couldn't quite make out.He saw me staring at it.

"Ah yes ,the dragon of power," he whispered, "it rules men's inner souls"

"Yeah whatever man," I stated , "look you see anything you want here? If so, it costs okay."

"Yes I want." he laughed, "very much so."

"Good ," I replied , "then lets get it right out front .I'm no bottom , its safe or nothing, and I don't kiss guys . You pay up front $300 per hour we clear."

"Very, but can we stay for a drink first." he asked as he signaled the owner.In a flash the man was directing us to a back table and serving us himself.Hmm I thought , this guy must rate high and I figured perhaps I should have doubled the fee.I tasted my drink--hey this was the good stuff ! The guy must have noticed my surprise.

"Yes, the owner knows that my tastes are good," he spoke in a voice that almost purred. "his usual fare is not for me--but, drink up Miguel".

Well, it was his wallet so I drank the first and ordered a double. As I drank I noticed that the lights in the bar where causing the stones in his medallion to sparkle. He saw me staring at it again and laughed.

"Yes, the dragon's eyes do catch the light. If you stare deeply enough you will find that in the center there is a small dragon in each stone. Look yourself."

I looked at them , they did flicker in the light... but a dragon,come on man ! "Sorry, I don't see it", I replied.

"You must gaze deeper Miguel." he responded in a quiet steady voice.

Well, I figure, the liquor is good and what the fuck its his money I'm getting. So I figure I'd play along. I look!

"I think I see something," I reply barely concealing my smirk.

"Yes, but it must be seen by looking deeper," he said .

I stare at the center and after a few minutes it hits me. I think I do see it! "hey, man," I state kinda surprised now, "It's there! A fucking dragon I think!"

That's right ...you will see it clearer if you look deeper.See it clearer yet, look deeper now." The light flickered in the eyes, I found I couldn't gaze away!

"What.. do ...what..." ,I had a bit of difficulty answering for some reason now.

"Deeper." he whispered.

I tried to look away. I couldn't.Those flickering lights-- drawing me in! I could see --a friecking dragon coming out of the depths.

"Deeper." he ordered.

No way a voice, now fading fast, yelled inside me. Get away from that thing! I felt a cold sweat breaking out but, I couldn't move! I couldn't stop staring. It was like I was falling toward that dragon with only his steady voice to hold onto. I felt my eyes widen and heard only his voice.

"Almost there Miguel." he laughed.

Some part of me was screaming that I had to stop . Hell, I was the top guy in this business deal. I fucking called the shots! But, it was no use , my mind 's resistance started to collapse as his voice filled every corner of my brain . A huge dragon appeared before me reaching out to devour me. I just stayed there helpless till it fucking engulfed me in its claws !

" Almost....ah yes you are there!" he laughed, the only sound I could now hear. "Look at me Miguel", he ordered!I raised my head, it felt like I was in some dream.

"You will go into the back room and strip then, stand at attention legs spread ,hands behind your head. Understand!"

I felt powerless to resist,"yes", I replied groggily.

"That is yes master," he growled.

"Yes master ," I answered to my amazement.Then I got up , went into the backroom, stripped, braced my hands behind my head and waited!

After what seemed like an hour he entered. He walked around me inspecting me from every angle. Finally, he spoke."Hypnosis is a good tool . The subject loses his will to the master. Of course, a little liquor weakens even the best will wouldn't you say Miguel". He laughed as my stomach knotted. "So you are 'el hombre' I hear. Hmm perhaps we should change that," he walked to a table and picked up a pair of scissors. I stared in fear. He saw my eyes and laughed softly shaking his head." No , no not that ,just a little return to childhood!" He walked up to me took my cock in his hands and started to trim my crotch hairs. I stared down in shock unable to move. HE WAS REMOVING MY MAN HAIRS!! He stared at my face and laughed.

"Thats right Miguel, see it slowly falling away with each hair.Your manhood is going in each cut."

I stared as he cut my manhood away . Watching as each hair floated to the floor like a gentle snow with each cut. I felt weaker with each snip!

"Going".

I cringed as the floor filled with a shower of my Latin hairs. A part of me howled in shame and protest but, my voice remained silent!

"Going".

Oh no I screamed in my mind. Don't turn me into a punk kid!! I was getting younger . More submissive.

"Almost gone, feel it!"

He was right,I could sense the man in me fading away, my man's inner voice growing fainter and fainter. I was becoming a child in his hands. The macho stud image I always had was barely clinging on now !

He stopped and walked to the table. I watched in horror as he returned with shaving cream and a razor. He foamed my crotch and balls and started to scrape away my man stubble .

Scrape.

Madre de dios, he was unmanning me forever !

Scrape.

NO, I was "el hombre", not some bare crotched pussy!

Scrape.

I watched in horror as he cleaned my manhood away. It was no use I was demanned! My image fell off the cliff into a deep pit! Soon I was hairless but, he wasn't done yet because he foamed my pits and cleaned them off. Then my legs and chest! The cold air hit my shaved body but, I couldn't move. When he was finished he brought a mirror for me to see the result. I was bare of all the hair I grew when I became a man.

"Ah now you are returned to who you really are," he whispered, "not Miguel the hot Latin top but Miguelito a young bottom !"

I stared at him in shock but,he just smiled and rubbed my cheek. "Tonight you will learn, through hypnosis many things Miguelito. How to prolong pleasure and pain, how sensitive your ass is, and how to surrender all will to another .It will take time child but, you are under my control and everyday that hypnotic control will be strengthened till one day you will be completely content to offer your ass to everyone ."

I just stood there and gazed at him. He had my Latin ass in his pocket. Tears began to fill my eyes, as they rolled off my cheek, he reached over to touch them.

"Ah, the loss of your manhood continues Miguelito, very good. Here, lick the moisture from my fingertips!"

He extended his fingers and I licked---sucking on them like a baby sucks its mother's tit---bitter salt filled my mouth.This former hot Latin stud was now bawling and sucking like a baby! I felt weak and powerless to fight him. Hell, a new image was rapidly filling in the void by the second one. Miguelito the boy was being borne! It only needed one last push to imprint it all in me permanently and , that was about to be done.

"I am now going to introduce you to 'milking' my Miguelito; and, for that we need help." He clapped his hands and the door opened--the club owner entered!

"Bill I want to milk Miguelito but I need you to heat him up for me. So you fuck him while I pump his Latin cock of its prime juices!"

I stared in silent protest but, it did no good. Bob stripped and came behind me. I felt his cock press against my Latin cherry hole.

"Miguel ," the master said, "relax your hole so Bob can enter."

I tried to protest but, even as my mind rebelled, I could feel my ass muscles relax and open. Bob must have felt it too because he pushed in me in one thrust. I gasped --the first sound I had made thus far. When I did ,they both laughed!

"That's right Bob fuck the boy hard and good. See , he must like it, his dick is hard".

I gazed down---IT WAS TRUE!! MY HEAD STARTED TO SPIN. HOW COULD THIS BE!!

As I tried to grasp this all the master took my rod in one of his hands and started to jerk me off into a cup that his other hand was holding! Soon, I was moaning under the two sided assault.

"That's right Miguelito", cooed the master as he pumped my meat faster, "give into it boy and shoot your hot Latin spunk into this cup I have. My clientele will pay top dollar for your jism and I intend to 'milk' you until all my orders are filled!"

A part of me wanted to refuse but that part got fainter and fainter till all I felt was his hand and Bob's dick ramming open my virgin butt. My asshole was firing intense pleasure throughtout my body by now.I finally gave into it all and the next thing I knew I was shooting gallons of my juices into the masters cup.

"Good boy," said the master as Bob pulled out of me . He came up close and bent forward. I felt his lips on mine and the next thing I realize I was deep throating him . I explored his inner mouth like a thirsty boy needing a drink bad. My brain was spinning out of control needing the taste of his lips badly! He pulled away and smirked. "Not bad ...but you will learn over time right." I just fucking nodded .The master then went to the table and came back with another cup!

"Bob, send in some of your studs .I need to get this order finished and I'll need a few more fresh cocks screwing 'Miguelito ' tonight so his pump stays primed! I anticipate about four hours of 'milking' so send in one every fifteen minutes over the next four hours!"

I looked at their smiling faces and then at my bare body. I was theirs from now on ,a fucking jism factory to be used like a piece of crap. It was no use , his mind control was too strong and, after tonight, my Latin top days were be over!

Well ,its been a long year of daily hypnotic control and suggestion. My old reputation is long forgotten now and some new stud has filled the gap I suppose. I've been the master's best milking cow for him and his clientele. Yeah, alot of changes. Wish I had time to fill you on every detail but, the master has sent for me. Seems there is to be a new 'milking' session for a few friends ! My master needs his prized heifer' .So, what can I say but...

MOOOOOOOO!