It started with an e mail. I had written a story for an erotic web site dealing with mind control and domination. A few days later I received a fan letter . It was nothing unusual, filled with compliments and questions about the story. It seemed so innocent . I was flattered I wrote back. He replied. One letter lead to another and soon we were exchanging basic fantasies and some background information on each other .It seemed so innocent but...

It started with an e mail. I could tell from the story he just might do. I wrote him and he replied. I wrote back and soon I found out what I needed to know about him and , more importantly, what was the key to his mind. He was perfect for what I intended. We corresponded quite nicely. It appeared innocent but.......

I found that I was telling him things about myself : that I was a navy seal in my late twenties, where I was generally stationed, whom I was involved with and, my deepest fantasies about being dominated and controlled. I told myself that it was just cyber chat.

He never asked my name so what was the harm. Soon he was chatting with me almost daily about my desires. It was so easy to open up to him.

We wrote almost every day. He revealed more and more about himself. Things he couldn't say to his friends or even his boyfriend. Deep desires that he felt. A tough navy seal that inside needed, no wanted , to be dominated and humiliated. A man who ordered others who was seeking orders. He was so easy to open up.

I was an officer. My day was filled with the pressures of command. I had duties, responsibilities and, I had an image to live up to in my life. I was a navy seal. Everyone -even my boyfriend,who plays on a pro team, looked up to me . I was tough , masculine, and powerful, in control. Yet, I had a part of me that wanted to lose control. To destroy the macho image. He seemed to understand. I could talk to him.

He was a burning up inside. It was so easy to fake understanding. He lapped up statements of support like a parched man. He had an image in front of his command and even his boyfriend. He was primed to fall the grip of anyone who said he sympathized. He thought I understood. He could talk to me.

He brought up hypnotism one day and we discussed whether it could be done on cyber space. I thought it was nonsense but he insisted it could be done. I finally admitted that it sounded intriguing. Hell, I told him it was erotic by the end of the exchange. Cybering someone into a trance. Too wild to be possible. But then......

I finally brought up hypnosis through cyber. At first he was skeptical but then , he admitted that he was turned on by the concept. I had noticed that he was into the printed word during our prior conversations .He sometimes got so into things he admitted that it took awhile after we ended our connection to 'shake off' the mood we had established.

He still thought my idea was wild . But then.......

I agreed to try out the idea .I was confident it was doomed to failure but, what the hell, how could it hurt. So, he sent me a file to download in my computer. I would put it on next time I went online and tell him what I saw. I was sure it was stupid. Hypnosis but cyber---what a joke!

He agreed to try it out. He insisted it was silly but, I knew a part of him was hungry to try. I sent him a special file and we agreed he'd run it during his next time online . I sent my file and waited while plotting my future move. Hypnosis using cyber. It was not a joke !

I received a file via e mail. At the time we set up to try it, I hit execute .All I saw was a swirling circle of sparkling lights. If I looked closely, he said, I would see a pattern emerging after a couple of minutes. I stared at it for over five minutes. Never saw a pattern. I wrote him to say it was a failure. Did I say sir when I addressed my e mail?

He ran it. I gave him some garbage about patterns. What he did not know was that the file had a deeply imbedded subliminal program that was aimed directly at his subconscious. The trick was to keep his conscious mind occupied while the secret program ran its course. He wrote back to say it was a failure. He said sir. I was in!

The rest of the next day was weird . I felt on edge. That night I found that I was replaying the file he had sent me. Time seemed suspended. I must have been tired because I woke up the next morning asleep at the screen . I would have to write my master to ask why I couldn't see the pattern. I was frustrated and disappointed !

Two days later he wrote. He was tired and frustrated about the 'failure' to see patterns. He was slowly reinforcing the program every time he ran the file. His letter was subservient and he was already calling me master. The plan was working. The next step was ready to go, I was elated!

He e mailed me and told me not to worry that I would, in time, see a pattern. I felt at ease with his assurances. I read his letter over and over. Every time I read it I felt more at peace my master is very kind. I must try and be better and find ways to please him .

I've sent him an e mail with a subliminal encryption's. As he reads the e mail , his inner mind will begin its submission. Part of the command is to re read the message . With every re reading he does he will sink deeper into my control as the orders will replay in his mind. By now, he will desire to please me.

This morning I received my e mail from my master. I went out and brought a set of web cams and a microphone setup like he suggested. I set them up in my apt in places where they would not be visible to my boyfriend . Later that night I had sex with my boyfriend in full view of the web cams. Master wanted to see and hear us live. I hope he was pleased.

I had a live show last night on my computer screen . My navy seal and his football boyfriend put on quite an exhibit. Both real hot looking studs. Got some great shots of the macho boyfriend blowing his wad while his 'tight end' got plowed as well as my hunky seal sucking cock. Should make for some interesting video sales later on if I decide to go that route. Yes, things are going great. I am pleased.

I find I'm spending more time at my computer now. My master e mails me every morning and , the first thing I do when I get up, is read his letter. Today I called in sick and now, I'm in front of the video cam rubbing shaving cream on my crotch .I just finished shaving my body from the neck down but, I saved my crotch till last. I need to clean my boy balls and crotch off from all that hair .I know that I'll feel better when I'm shaved clean down there. I'm so hard now. Maybe I'll take a minute to pump my cock off. Who would know.

My plan to give him a boy's self image is going well now, Today , I suggested how much cleaner he'd feel hairless in a coded subliminal message that was buried in my latest e mail. He spent a good hour in front of the video cam lathering up and razoring away a big symbol of his manhood. His eyes glazed as he slowly scraped his balls and crotch for the video. He was turned on so much he even jerked off as well. Watching him beat his meat while I taped it, moans and all, was truly hot. When I sell this one, everyone will know.

My boyfriend questioned me about the shaving .I told him it was for a secret navy project. He looked confused but he believed me. Later that night I slipped him a few sleeping pills. After he passed out, I went out and cruised the inner city and found this homeless guy to bring back home. He let me suck him off on cam for $50 after I got down on my knees and begged him . He was filthy and smelled. I felt humiliated especially when he called me a faggot pussy but, I was so aroused I stayed hard the entire time. Later ,he fucked my sleeping boyfriend for another $50 while I watched and jerked off. It was the hottest sex I ever had!

He brought home a filthy bum. I could smell him even over the screen. It was hot, watching my macho seal get down on his knees and beg for permission to blow him while that bum called him names .My seal was so turned on his rod just leaked like a broken faucet. Watching the unconscious jock get butt fucked , as my seal just stared and jerked off , was too crazy. Too bad Mr. All-Pro was drugged but , with a bit of dubbing from the last video to add in some of his moans and facial editing as well , his drugged state will never show to the viewer. Definitely, the hottest sex yet !

I went out and brought some young boys underwear today and put it on just now. I look obscene in these tight briefs . They barely hold my cock and balls and they come only ½ way up my butt. They also have these little bears on them .They are for a kid and I am so turned on right now. But I have to go to a military briefing. God they feel so snug and look so stupid .I am so embarrassed I can barely keep from popping my load now.

He looked so hot in those preteen under briefs. His massive eight inches was fully outlined and his balls just pushed out the material so bad I thought they'd tear. He was in heat for sure. His front was soaked in a nice growing wet stain . I told him he had to make his briefing but, I knew he was ready to pop.

The meeting droned on forever. I couldn't concentrate on anything except how tight my balls and cock felt packed snugly in my cotton briefs. After awhile I found that if I moved my legs open and then closed them -like I was fanning my basket--the movements turned me on. The briefs rubbed my balls nicely and my rod felt so sensitive . I must have lost it because all I remember is moving my legs, the sexy feel of the rubbing cotton briefs and then.....wham. I blew my load into my military uniform. I could feel the hot damp wetness of my seal jis staining my crotch with a growing stain. I just sat there in a panic afraid someone would see. But, I kept fanning my legs until I freaking did it again. By the end of the meeting , I had milked myself until I was exhausted and my cock and balls were soaked in jis juice. I waited till everyone left then put my briefcase in front of me and raced to my car. When I got home I took off my briefs and saw that the dye on them had run onto my skin giving my ass , cock, and balls little bear tattoos on them . I looked at myself in the mirror and found myself talking out loud about about what happened today . I got so turned on replaying the day again and , about how I had degraded myself , that I had to jerk off again. I moaned up a storm but when I came it was only air. I had milked myself dry!

He came back in a uniform that had a huge wet stain on it. When he disrobed I saw that his briefs ' dye had run staining his crotch and butt with little teddy bears. He gazed at himself in the mirror and began to tell me about his day .I watched as he jerked off and moaned about his adventures .He was a sight. A bare skinned navy seal jerking off and moaning all for my pleasure. His muscular body writhed in heat . When he finally climaxed all he shot was air. My boy had been milked dry !

I'm masturbating now at least eight to nine times a day now. By night I'm drained and even the thought of cuming is painful. Needless to say , my boyfriend is annoyed, as our sex life has dwindled to zip. I keep telling him that its stress from the 'special mission' coming up but how long will that work. He wants sex , can he have it?

I'm having my boy pump his cock every day now till he's drained. The exhaustion he feels renders him even more pliable to my e mail commands. It also helps by letting his body constantly pump itself full of the natural chemicals that flood out when one has sexual climax. His body is off balance chemically now. Even more susceptible. The boyfriend is a problem and he needs a lesson. He wants sex then he shall have it.

Drugged my boyfriend at dinner like master said too then, propped him up in front of the computer screen and ran the master's program. for him to see. After some time his eyes glazed and he seemed out of it. This week I placed an ad in the local gay rag offering both of us as escorts. That night the customers showed up and it was intense. I groveled and licked their feet and assholes savoring each degradation they inflicted on me. My boyfriend just watched and stroked his meat. He finally asked if he could service them too. Quite a few recognized my boyfriend from his game appearances and really got off fucking every one of his holes . He was so out of it. He called himself a pussy and moaned for more . I observed again , this time however , I fucked my own ass with a dildo while I watched the scene. The look of contempt from these strangers was so hot ! I felt like a bitch.

The scene coming over the monitor was fucking great. I watched my hunky seal crawling on the floor before strangers begging them to let him suck their toes or eat their asses. The hottest scene was watching his stud boyfriend, now under my control, getting plowed and begging for more. I have plans for that jock's future! I bet my military boy loved fucking his own chute while the men there sneered their disgust at him. He's feeling what its like to be a bitch.

I invited some of the men I command over today for drinks . I put on some hot heterosexual porno and waited till the drinking and the sex on screen revved them up. I then told them I was going to blow each of them. A few got upset but, I reminded them that I was their officer and I it was an order not a request. It got a few of them mad but everyone complied. In fact, while I was sucking them , they took out their hostility on me for being ordered (or for finding they liked gay sex) to let me give them head by slapping me around and calling me a disgrace to my rank. A few of them fucked my 'pussy' to show how much I disgusted them. I'm on my knees sucking my men's cocks and humiliating myself before the men I command. I was fucking aroused beyond my dreams.

I watched while he took on his men . The cam picked up everything including his misuse of his rank as a superior officer. The men did themselves proud as they gave a new meaning to the term improper fraternization' among the ranks. I watched my boy gave head, sucked ass, and howl in joy as his hole got plowed. By the time they were done he was a mess. By the look on his face and the hardness of his dick he was aroused beyond his dreams.

I keep reading my master's e mails everyday .Afterwards I always get these ideas. Today I went to a ladies store and brought a dress, wig , stockings, and women's undergarments. I went home and put on the soft satin panties and sheer stockings. By the time I was done I had put on the dress and wig and was adding the final touches to my lipstick. My boyfriend came home early and saw me in drag .His look of disgust filled me with self loathing but, it was also extremely erotic. As he yelled and called me sick I reached under my dress to discover a raging hardon. When I began to stroke myself , he stormed out. I went to a bar and picked up a stranger. Back at the apartment I performed an erotic strip tease and later proceeded to perform every degrading thing he asked. I feel an end has been reached.

I've watched my plan in its execution for weeks now. The jock's program will kick in soon enough . It only needed him to see his macho lover in drag to set the downward spiral in motion for him.. As for my main boy, I have taken a masculine navy seal, and reduced him to my sexual toy. He has totally humiliated himself and his rank in every way. My daily e mails have subliminally programmed his every idea. He is ready to be mine in my real world. All that is left is to completely destroy the world he is in now . It is time to mail copies of the videos I have on his activities to the appropriate places. His end has been reached.

My life as I knew it is over now. When my military superiors received copies of the videos I was lucky to get off with just a dishonorable discharge. My boyfriend, or rather my former boyfriend, was hounded out of the professional football league after they saw his videos. Last time I saw him he was drinking heavily and so broke that he was peddling his ass for drink money. I've sold my belongings and there is a car waiting for me downstairs to take me to my master. I'm writing all this on my computer as my master instructed and I'm sending it to him. Then , I'm to destroy this computer and come to him. It's hard to think that it started with an e mail.

I received his ledger today and I've added my viewpoints to the tale before I sent to you. He should be here soon .I've got his bed in my new kennel waiting for him. He will be the first of my trained stud puppies. I'll bring in his 'ex' after he thoroughly degrades himself a bit more. He told me about you. How you met through that mind control web site. How you and he discussed stories about control and domination . Saw the pictures you sent him too. Yeah, you're a hot puppy. I've improved my cyber controls too. Now I can send my initial hidden encryptions in any type of writing not just a swirling file. I only have to keep the subject 's mind concentrated on reading the covering decoy prose for maybe a minute or two. It took you that long to read this right. When you look back you'll realize that this was the moment I got you.

It started with an e mail!