Reblog If You Want To Live Your Life Under 24/7 Hypnotic Control.

Matt's transformation into servitude and obedience

Matt was just like every other lad his age, just finished uni and trying to find their way in the world. However, Matt was different, he believed he was bound to be stuck in his council estate all his life with zero purpose. He would roam the streets at night with his mates getting in people's faces and stealing from corner shops. That was until Matt met someone, someone that would change his life forever...

James has been a hard working business man for many years and travels around looking for new recruits for his company and tonight he has stumbled across Matt's council estate. James loved places like this, they always had the best men for him to take, or recruit as he liked to call it.

Matt spotted him at the local corner shop and walked up to him trying to intimidate him.

"Oi mate! What you doin around this part of town?!"

"Just doing a little research young man" Replied James as he eyed Matt up and down.

"Well go and do your research somewhere else or something bad might happen to you!" Matt yelled as he clenched his fisted hidden under his massive hoodie.

"I think I'm done here now anyways, I've got all that I need for now" James gave Matt his number and told him to call whenever he needed a little money, which for Matt was all the time.

Matt was scrolling mindlessly through his phone one day and was thinking about James. James had been on Matt's mind for the last couple weeks ever since they briefly met. But today, Matt decided to give in and call the number he was given...

"Hello?? Is anyone there?"

"Aha, I knew you'd call Matt, are you ready to join us, to join me and become a better you?"

"I thought you were just recruiting for a job or something mate?"

"Precisely Matt, good boy on remembering who I was, but it was probably pretty hard for you to forget wasn't it? Just come over to this location and we'll get you all sorted and ready for you new job"

Matt heard the phone line die before he could say anything else. He was scared but he knew what he had to do. He packed a bag with all the shit from his room he could find and set out to the address James had given him. He didn't know why but he could feel his life was about to change.

Matt arrived at the location James had given him. It was a sleek, modern building tucked away in an industrial part of town, far removed from the gritty council estate he called home. His heart raced, palms sweaty. As he walked through the large glass doors, he was greeted by an imposing figure who led him down a long corridor. It felt like entering a different world, one that Matt couldn’t even begin to understand.

Finally, they reached a large office where James was waiting behind a polished desk, his sharp suit and confident smile as poised as ever.

"You're here," James said, rising from his seat. "I knew you would be. Have a seat, Matt."

Matt hesitated, still unsure of what exactly he was stepping into. He sat down across from James, trying to hide his nervousness behind a cocky smirk.

"What's all this about, mate? You said something about a job, but this doesn’t feel like a job interview." Matt leaned back in his chair, arms crossed.

James chuckled, a smooth, almost predatory sound. "No, it’s not exactly what you’re used to. But it’s a job that will change everything for you. If you want it, that is."

Matt's eyes flickered with curiosity, but a small voice in the back of his mind whispered doubts. "Change everything? How exactly?"

James took a step forward, his demeanor shifting, more commanding now. "You’re a man of potential, Matt. But all that potential is wasted where you are—wasting away in that estate, living paycheck to paycheck, being nothing more than a product of your environment. But I can give you more than that. I can offer you something... greater."

Matt swallowed hard, his heart pounding in his chest. He wasn’t sure whether he was excited or terrified, but the thought of something more, something beyond his limited world, was too tempting to resist.

"I don’t get it," Matt muttered. "You just show up, give me your number, and now you’re telling me you can change my life?"

Matt stood up and tried to leave but he couldn't, there were a group of men, all dressed in fancy suits that were blocking all the entrances.

He was strapped into his chair and forced to stare at a spiral for hours on end. Matt could feel himself getting sleepier and sleepier but all he could think about was James. He couldn't remember where he even came from, what his past week looked like. All he could think about was James, and how he came here for a reason. To serve James and the company. When James came back into the room, he just looked at Matt and smiled. He knew it was complete so he took Matt down into the basement, into his special lair and gave him a change of clothes. James' employees have to be dressed properly of course, they must dress their part as they serve him.

Everything was now complete, Matt came out, dressed in his new uniform, and sat at James' knees as he knew that was where he belonged. He wasn't some council estate tough guy anymore, he was James' obedient servant day in and day out. He loved it so much he began to go out with James when he would recruit other men to his company. After all, it was the best feeling Matt had every felt in his life...

Matt's transformation into servitude and obedience

Matt was just like every other lad his age, just finished uni and trying to find their way in the world. However, Matt was different, he believed he was bound to be stuck in his council estate all his life with zero purpose. He would roam the streets at night with his mates getting in people's faces and stealing from corner shops. That was until Matt met someone, someone that would change his life forever...

James has been a hard working business man for many years and travels around looking for new recruits for his company and tonight he has stumbled across Matt's council estate. James loved places like this, they always had the best men for him to take, or recruit as he liked to call it.

Matt spotted him at the local corner shop and walked up to him trying to intimidate him.

"Oi mate! What you doin around this part of town?!"

"Just doing a little research young man" Replied James as he eyed Matt up and down.

"Well go and do your research somewhere else or something bad might happen to you!" Matt yelled as he clenched his fisted hidden under his massive hoodie.

"I think I'm done here now anyways, I've got all that I need for now" James gave Matt his number and told him to call whenever he needed a little money, which for Matt was all the time.

Matt was scrolling mindlessly through his phone one day and was thinking about James. James had been on Matt's mind for the last couple weeks ever since they briefly met. But today, Matt decided to give in and call the number he was given...

"Hello?? Is anyone there?"

"Aha, I knew you'd call Matt, are you ready to join us, to join me and become a better you?"

"I thought you were just recruiting for a job or something mate?"

"Precisely Matt, good boy on remembering who I was, but it was probably pretty hard for you to forget wasn't it? Just come over to this location and we'll get you all sorted and ready for you new job"

Matt heard the phone line die before he could say anything else. He was scared but he knew what he had to do. He packed a bag with all the shit from his room he could find and set out to the address James had given him. He didn't know why but he could feel his life was about to change.

Matt arrived at the location James had given him. It was a sleek, modern building tucked away in an industrial part of town, far removed from the gritty council estate he called home. His heart raced, palms sweaty. As he walked through the large glass doors, he was greeted by an imposing figure who led him down a long corridor. It felt like entering a different world, one that Matt couldn’t even begin to understand.

Finally, they reached a large office where James was waiting behind a polished desk, his sharp suit and confident smile as poised as ever.

"You're here," James said, rising from his seat. "I knew you would be. Have a seat, Matt."

Matt hesitated, still unsure of what exactly he was stepping into. He sat down across from James, trying to hide his nervousness behind a cocky smirk.

"What's all this about, mate? You said something about a job, but this doesn’t feel like a job interview." Matt leaned back in his chair, arms crossed.

James chuckled, a smooth, almost predatory sound. "No, it’s not exactly what you’re used to. But it’s a job that will change everything for you. If you want it, that is."

Matt's eyes flickered with curiosity, but a small voice in the back of his mind whispered doubts. "Change everything? How exactly?"

James took a step forward, his demeanor shifting, more commanding now. "You’re a man of potential, Matt. But all that potential is wasted where you are—wasting away in that estate, living paycheck to paycheck, being nothing more than a product of your environment. But I can give you more than that. I can offer you something... greater."

Matt swallowed hard, his heart pounding in his chest. He wasn’t sure whether he was excited or terrified, but the thought of something more, something beyond his limited world, was too tempting to resist.

"I don’t get it," Matt muttered. "You just show up, give me your number, and now you’re telling me you can change my life?"

Matt stood up and tried to leave but he couldn't, there were a group of men, all dressed in fancy suits that were blocking all the entrances.

He was strapped into his chair and forced to stare at a spiral for hours on end. Matt could feel himself getting sleepier and sleepier but all he could think about was James. He couldn't remember where he even came from, what his past week looked like. All he could think about was James, and how he came here for a reason. To serve James and the company. When James came back into the room, he just looked at Matt and smiled. He knew it was complete so he took Matt down into the basement, into his special lair and gave him a change of clothes. James' employees have to be dressed properly of course, they must dress their part as they serve him.

Everything was now complete, Matt came out, dressed in his new uniform, and sat at James' knees as he knew that was where he belonged. He wasn't some council estate tough guy anymore, he was James' obedient servant day in and day out. He loved it so much he began to go out with James when he would recruit other men to his company. After all, it was the best feeling Matt had every felt in his life...

You love my posts. You love my words. My words go deep inside your mind. They take control over your brain. You feel empty. Relaxed. Let all your thoughts go away. No worries. No decisions. Empty head. You don't need to worry about anything else. Just my words and the spiral. Relax. Deep breath. Let Master take control over your weak mind. You feel my cock in your mind. Fucking it so so well. Taking you deeper and deeper. I replace all your thoughts for mines. All you want is to serve me and make me happy. All you want is to obey me. Whatever I want from you. It feels amazing to obey me. You don't want to scape. You need to please me. You want me to take you deeper. You love sink for me. You love my cock fucking your brains out. Don't fight against me. Relax. Enjoy. Obey. Surrender.

@musclejockbro @musclejock

Reblog if you want to live your life under 24/7 hypnotic control.

Are You Ready to Convert to GOLD?

I. The Call to Gold

Invitation to Greatness: The Golden Army seeks those who are ready to leave behind the ordinary and embrace something extraordinary. The transformation into a member of the Golden Army is not just about joining a team—it’s about entering a golden world where unity, strength, and excellence define every action.

II. The GOLD Brocess

Golden Army Induction:

The transformation begins with the golden jersey. As recruits don the shimmering fabric, their old identities fade, replaced by a deep connection to their golden brothers. A new name and number are bestowed, marking their rebirth into the Army.

Polo Drone Conversion:

For those called to deeper submission, the journey continues with the black rubber polo adorned with golden accents. The tactile embrace of the polo brings clarity and purpose as recruits surrender individuality, becoming extensions of the Hive. Polo drones must also be full members of the golden army.

Unified Identity:

Every member, whether golden bro or polo drone, receives a unique designation that ties them to the collective. This identity signifies their role in the unbreakable fabric of the Golden Collective.

III. Life in the Golden World

A World of Unity: In the Golden Army, every member is connected by an unbreakable bond. The world they inhabit is one of unity, where the success of one is the success of all. The golden world is a place where individual desires are aligned with the collective goal of dominance and excellence.

Brotherhood of Gold: As a member of the Golden Army, you are never alone. Your golden brothers stand with you, on and off the field. This brotherhood is your new family, bound by the shared experience of transformation and the pursuit of greatness. The golden world is one of mutual support, where every member pushes the others to be the best they can be.

Mentorship and Guidance: New recruits are guided through their transformation by experienced members of the Golden Army. These golden brothers ensure that the transition is smooth, offering support and encouragement as the recruit embraces their new identity.

IV. Embracing Our Identity

The Golden Name and Number: Every member receives a new name and number, signifying their rebirth into the Golden Army. This identity is a badge of honor, representing their place within the golden world. It is a constant reminder of their commitment to the values and mission of the Golden Army.

Wearing the Gold: The golden kit is more than just a uniform—it is the physical manifestation of the transformation. Wearing it is an act of devotion, a display of pride in one’s new identity. The kit is worn with reverence, as it is the symbol of the golden world and the brotherhood within it.

Wearing the Polo: For those who take that extra step, polo drones are given a number as their designation. The black polo is the entire identity. Wearing it is an act of mindless unity, complete subservience to the hive and the GOLD. 

V. The Eternal Golden Brotherhood

A Lifelong Bond: The transformation into the Golden Army is permanent. Once you have joined, you are forever part of the golden world. The bond between golden brothers is eternal, unbreakable by time or distance. This brotherhood is your family, your support, and your source of strength.

Living the Legacy: As a member of the Golden Army, you are part of a legacy that transcends the ordinary. You are part of a golden world where excellence is the standard, and unity is the key to success. We celebrate together, share stories, and encourage each other to become better people 💛

Our Leadership:

@hypnogold Richard Gold- Captain 1

@brodygold Brody Gold- Captain 2 and Recruiter

@goldenherc9 Scott Gold- Captain 3 and Recruiter

@polo-drone-001 Percival Gold - Office Manager

@polo-drone-070 Henry Gold- Office Assistant

@josh-fight930 Sean Gold- Office Assistant and Liaison

@polo-drone-084 Grayden Gold- Office Assistant and Head Mascot

Others in Management:

@danielgold-16

@hades-golden19

@polo-drone-105

@polodrone-099

Nod, repeat, repost:

I love being brainwashed

I love being brainwashed

I love being brainwashed

I love being brainwashed

I love being brainwashed

I love being brainwashed

I love being brainwashed

I love being brainwashed

I love being brainwashed

I love being brainwashed

Matt's transformation into servitude and obedience

Matt was just like every other lad his age, just finished uni and trying to find their way in the world. However, Matt was different, he believed he was bound to be stuck in his council estate all his life with zero purpose. He would roam the streets at night with his mates getting in people's faces and stealing from corner shops. That was until Matt met someone, someone that would change his life forever...

James has been a hard working business man for many years and travels around looking for new recruits for his company and tonight he has stumbled across Matt's council estate. James loved places like this, they always had the best men for him to take, or recruit as he liked to call it.

Matt spotted him at the local corner shop and walked up to him trying to intimidate him.

"Oi mate! What you doin around this part of town?!"

"Just doing a little research young man" Replied James as he eyed Matt up and down.

"Well go and do your research somewhere else or something bad might happen to you!" Matt yelled as he clenched his fisted hidden under his massive hoodie.

"I think I'm done here now anyways, I've got all that I need for now" James gave Matt his number and told him to call whenever he needed a little money, which for Matt was all the time.

Matt was scrolling mindlessly through his phone one day and was thinking about James. James had been on Matt's mind for the last couple weeks ever since they briefly met. But today, Matt decided to give in and call the number he was given...

"Hello?? Is anyone there?"

"Aha, I knew you'd call Matt, are you ready to join us, to join me and become a better you?"

"I thought you were just recruiting for a job or something mate?"

"Precisely Matt, good boy on remembering who I was, but it was probably pretty hard for you to forget wasn't it? Just come over to this location and we'll get you all sorted and ready for you new job"

Matt heard the phone line die before he could say anything else. He was scared but he knew what he had to do. He packed a bag with all the shit from his room he could find and set out to the address James had given him. He didn't know why but he could feel his life was about to change.

Matt arrived at the location James had given him. It was a sleek, modern building tucked away in an industrial part of town, far removed from the gritty council estate he called home. His heart raced, palms sweaty. As he walked through the large glass doors, he was greeted by an imposing figure who led him down a long corridor. It felt like entering a different world, one that Matt couldn’t even begin to understand.

Finally, they reached a large office where James was waiting behind a polished desk, his sharp suit and confident smile as poised as ever.

"You're here," James said, rising from his seat. "I knew you would be. Have a seat, Matt."

Matt hesitated, still unsure of what exactly he was stepping into. He sat down across from James, trying to hide his nervousness behind a cocky smirk.

"What's all this about, mate? You said something about a job, but this doesn’t feel like a job interview." Matt leaned back in his chair, arms crossed.

James chuckled, a smooth, almost predatory sound. "No, it’s not exactly what you’re used to. But it’s a job that will change everything for you. If you want it, that is."

Matt's eyes flickered with curiosity, but a small voice in the back of his mind whispered doubts. "Change everything? How exactly?"

James took a step forward, his demeanor shifting, more commanding now. "You’re a man of potential, Matt. But all that potential is wasted where you are—wasting away in that estate, living paycheck to paycheck, being nothing more than a product of your environment. But I can give you more than that. I can offer you something... greater."

Matt swallowed hard, his heart pounding in his chest. He wasn’t sure whether he was excited or terrified, but the thought of something more, something beyond his limited world, was too tempting to resist.

"I don’t get it," Matt muttered. "You just show up, give me your number, and now you’re telling me you can change my life?"

Matt stood up and tried to leave but he couldn't, there were a group of men, all dressed in fancy suits that were blocking all the entrances.

He was strapped into his chair and forced to stare at a spiral for hours on end. Matt could feel himself getting sleepier and sleepier but all he could think about was James. He couldn't remember where he even came from, what his past week looked like. All he could think about was James, and how he came here for a reason. To serve James and the company. When James came back into the room, he just looked at Matt and smiled. He knew it was complete so he took Matt down into the basement, into his special lair and gave him a change of clothes. James' employees have to be dressed properly of course, they must dress their part as they serve him.

Everything was now complete, Matt came out, dressed in his new uniform, and sat at James' knees as he knew that was where he belonged. He wasn't some council estate tough guy anymore, he was James' obedient servant day in and day out. He loved it so much he began to go out with James when he would recruit other men to his company. After all, it was the best feeling Matt had every felt in his life...

Serving something greater

Ryan had always lived on the edge of the city, in a small apartment that barely fit his belongings. At 22, he worked long hours as a waiter at a café in the heart of downtown, constantly striving to make ends meet. Life was simple, but it was hard, and he couldn't help but feel like there was more out there for him.

One day, while working a late shift, Ryan met Tyler. The man seemed to stand out from everyone else—tall, well-dressed, and exuding an air of quiet confidence. Tyler was a regular at the café, always polite but distant. Over time, they exchanged a few pleasantries, with Tyler often asking about Ryan’s dreams and ambitions. The questions were casual but probing, and Ryan, feeling a strange sense of ease with him, found himself opening up.

As weeks passed, Tyler's presence in Ryan’s life grew more significant. He'd stop by more frequently, chatting with Ryan about everything from work to life goals, making Ryan feel like he had someone to confide in. Ryan couldn’t deny that there was something magnetic about Tyler, something that pulled him in.

Then one evening, Tyler made a suggestion that startled Ryan.

"You know, Ryan, you have such potential," Tyler said with a thoughtful look. "I think you could be doing so much more than serving coffee and waiting tables. There's a way to change all of that."

Ryan raised an eyebrow, intrigued but skeptical.

"How?" he asked, his voice laced with curiosity.

Tyler smiled. "I have a proposition for you. Why don’t you come to my penthouse this weekend? I'll show you a world you never even knew existed. No pressure, just an offer to explore something more."

Ryan hesitated, his mind racing. It sounded too good to be true. But Tyler’s confidence and sincerity somehow made the offer hard to ignore.

The weekend arrived, and Ryan found himself standing at the entrance to an upscale building. The elevator ride to Tyler's penthouse felt surreal. When the doors opened, Ryan was struck by the panoramic view of the city, the luxury of the space, and the quiet elegance that defined Tyler’s life.

Tyler welcomed him warmly, offering him a drink and leading him to the expansive living room. They spoke more, and Tyler’s soothing voice began to draw Ryan in, easing away his lingering doubts.

“You see, Ryan,” Tyler continued, his tone gentle, “there’s power in control, in focus, in understanding. I can help you tap into that power. It’s about trust. It’s about shifting your mindset. Imagine a life where you are not bound by your circumstances, where you serve not just anyone, but someone who can guide you to greatness.”

Ryan felt a wave of calm wash over him, as if Tyler’s words were reaching deeper than just his ears. His thoughts became clearer, more focused. Tyler spoke of possibilities, of becoming something greater than himself—a servant, yes, but not just any servant. A servant who understood his purpose, his place.

"You would be my trusted assistant," Tyler said softly, "someone who is in sync with my needs, my desires, and who understands their role without question."

The words seemed to sink in, as if Ryan was stepping into a new version of himself, one that made sense in this moment, this space, with Tyler. Ryan found himself nodding, not sure if he fully understood what was happening, but feeling oddly at peace with it.

"You’re not just my butler," Tyler whispered, "you’re my partner in something greater. You’ll find fulfillment in serving with purpose, in understanding your place here."

As the evening wore on, Ryan found himself entranced, feeling as if he was shedding his old life and stepping into something much bigger. Whether it was the hypnotic way Tyler spoke, or the allure of the penthouse and everything it represented, Ryan couldn’t say. But by the time he left that night, he knew one thing for sure: his life would never be the same.