Chapter 1: The Sleep Study
Luke was not enjoying his Friday night. It was 10 PM, and he was doing laundry. Everyone else one campus was either at home partying or partying, but he wasn't in the mood. He would rather stew in his sadness.
Winter break was tough for Luke. After all the studying and hard work he put in his first semester, the world crumbled around him. His best friend and roommate, Carlos, had to leave college because of family issues, which made coming back a sour pill to swallow. He had made a few new friends, but none of them were there for him as much as Carlos. His roommate told him the news right before they both left for the semester and Luke was crestfallen. He almost broke out into tears as they said their goodbyes and parted ways.
Luke hoped that his girlfriend since his sophomore year in high school, Veronica, would help him take his mind off things and relax, but she didn't. She told him that their almost three year relationship was over. They planned to try to do a long distance relationship, but she revealed that she experimented at her college, and she told him she's a lesbian. That news took him by surprise. She told him she waited for two years to have sex with him, but he never tried. She got to college and started to have sex with both guys and girls and decided that dick wasn't for her.
Feeling humiliated, Luke didn't have a cheery break. He avoided his friends and mostly worked. Even when he did hang out with his buddies, they didn't feel like his buddies anymore. There was some weird tension in the air. He knew that his friends and everyone around were talking about Veronica and him, some of them joking about him turning her into a pussy whore. Luke couldn't handle it.
Combined with the stress of returning to arduous coursework, Luke's first week back on campus was lousy. So, he decided he needed to do some chores, not wanting to associate with the outside world.
After Luke walked down the stairs into the basement of the dorms to get into the dingy, old laundry room, he found out that the dryer wasn't done. He huffed and wished he brought his phone. Out of boredom, he looked at the large notice board, which had announcements about stuff happening on campus and other miscellaneous stuff he usually paid no attention to. He browsed through a bunch of schedules for sports games then something weird caught his eye. "Stressed out? Need to relax! Join our college sleep study, and you'll be new and improved in no time! Text this number for information."
Luke rolled his eyes. Everyone was pushing self help stuff these days. Every influencer was trying to get you to pay them for you going to the gym. It was all complete nonsense to him. Still, it was something posted down here so it most likely was vetted. He saw that half of the tags with the contact information were already torn off so there were more people like him having a rough go of it. Maybe it would be a way to meet people. He shrugged and took a tag and put it in his pocket. It wouldn't hurt to get some information.
After a couple more minutes, Luke's laundry finished and he folded it on the table in the room that was a huge convenience to the students because there wasn't much space to fold in their own rooms besides their beds. Luke brought his laundry back upstairs, climbing four flights to get to the third floor and put his cleaned clothes into his drawers. Luke turned on the TV he and Carlos pooled their money to buy last semester and let it go to some random channel. He grabbed the tag from his pocket and gave it a look.
Text Mark, Sleep Study Contact Coordinator. Luke punched the number in his phone and sent a text, 'Hi Mark, this is Luke. Can you give me more information about the sleep study?'
Within a minute Luke got a response. "That was fast," Luke thought. 'Hi Luke, I'm glad that your are interested in our sleep study. Student surveys during the fall semester indicated that a lot of Freshman were having trouble adjusting to the vigorous demands of college, particularly in getting an appropriate amount of sleep each night. We designed a program that would help you get extra rest and feel more refreshed to better your college experience. Does that interest you?"
Luke looked at the text and shrugged. "What would I have to do?"
"It's actually not a huge time commitment, and you don't have to do much. All you need to do is to listen to relaxation tracks before you go to bed and when you go to bed to see if it helps you sleep better. This program lasts for eight weeks, and you'd be paid $1000 for your participation."
When Luke saw $1000, he salivated. All he had to do was listen to some relaxation stuff and be paid for it. He hit the jackpot. "I absolutely want to be part of the study!" Luke replied.
"Excellent!" Mark texted back. He continued. "I'm going to send you a link with a form for you to fill out." A couple seconds later a link came in.
Luke clicked on the link and the form popped up. It had the same design as the other college forms he filled out in the past. He put in his information.
Name: Luke Age: 18 Level: Freshman Height: 5' 10" Weight: 170 ibs Hair Color: Blonde Eye Color: Blue ... Major, Hobbies, Recreational activities... Course Schedule... Reason for joining the study: Stress/wanting to relax. Luke put in his email address and sent the form.
Thank you for submitting your form. Welcome to the sleep study! Check your email for your first relaxation track. Sweet dreams await you. "Corny" Luke thought.
Five minutes later an email came in.
Luke,
Thank you for joining the sleep study. Welcome to your journey toward the new and improved you! The first file, Rain Forest Sounds, you need to watch three times before you go to bed. Don't worry it's mostly music and relaxation sounds. The second file, Rain Forest Relaxation, you listen to while you sleep. Keep your phone charged while listening to the tracks so you don't run out of battery. Text our study coordinator Mark in the morning to let him know how you feel. Don't worry if the tracks don't make a huge change overnight! They can take some time. If you have any questions, text Mark.
Sleep Well,
Sleep Study Council
P.S. The tracks are thought to work the best if you turn off the lights and lay down on your bed.
Luke downloaded the files, plugged in his phone, laid down on his bed and put his earphones. He looked at the first file. It was twenty minutes long. Three times would be annoying. Maybe he should listen to it just once and then go onto the next one. Yeah, he would do that. He pressed play and closed his eyes.
The sound track was relaxing sounds you would hear from the rain forest. Eventually a voice chimed in that Luke could barely hear or acknowledge. The voice said. Breathe in and out. Breathe in and out. It repeated. This is my voice. You will feel happy when you hear my voice. This is my voice. You will feel happy when you hear my voice. You will listen and obey to my voice. You will listen and obey to my voice. You will listen to this track three times. You will listen to this track three times. This track will make you feel more relaxed. This track will make you feel more relaxed.
Luke opened his eyes, not recalling anything other than the relaxing rain forest sounds. He knew he wanted to go straight to the sleeping track, but he felt compelled to listen to the rain forest sounds again. Same thing as before. His breathing became slow and measured. The voice said: Breathe in and out. Breathe in and out. This is my voice. You will feel happy when you hear my voice. This is my voice. You will feel happy when you hear my voice. You will listen and obey to my voice. You will listen and obey to my voice. You will listen to this track three times. You will listen to this track three times. This track will make you feel more relaxed. This track will make you feel more relaxed.
By the time he finished the track for the third time, he was already feeling more relaxed. He gleefully went straight to the rain forest relaxation sounds. The music was so calming that he went to sleep quickly.
Sometime after he fell asleep, a voice could be heard whispering. "Luke, welcome to your journey of relaxation and pleasure. I'm so glad you took my flyer. We're going to have a lot of fun. This is Mark. This is my voice. You will feel happy when you hear my voice. You will listen and obey to my voice. You will tell no one about our sleep study. It's none of their business anyway. You will do whatever I tell you. Whatever I text you, you will do. Whatever files I send you, you will download and listen to. You will listen and obey me. I am Mark. You will listen and obey me. In the morning, you will delete the audio tracks from your computer and delete the email I sent you. You will then text me, "The Sun is Absurdly Bright This Morning." You will...
Luke woke up with an erection. He rarely ever did in years. He yawned and looked out the window. It was cloudy. Like a drone, he deleted the audio tracks and emails from yesterday. He texted Mark, "The Sun is Absurdly Bright This Morning." He didn't know why, but he got a strange sensation of warmness flush over him and his already hard cock lurched in excitement.
"It sure is Luke lol" Mark texted back. "How was your first night of sleep."
"I feel so rested and calm." Luke replied. "Those tracks were amazing."
"That's good. You're making excellent progress already. I'll send you tonight's track at 10 PM. Make sure you're ready to listen to them." Luke felt very happy and excited when he read the messages about the new tracks. He didn't know why, but he brushed that feeling aside as his cock pulsed again and he grabbed his stiff member absentmindedly for a moment.
Luke put his phone on his table and took off his pajamas and started jerking his cock fervently. He couldn't ignore his raging hard on any longer. He came in under a minute and blasted cum all over his torso. He used a spare towel to clean himself up, slipped his pajama bottoms back on, got his shower supplies and went to take a shower.
Luke had a much better Saturday than Friday. He went to the gym and played video games with his friends Travis and Calvin. They both noticed that he was in a better mood than the first week. They asked if he wanted to go party with them at a frat house, but he declined because it was already 9:30, and he wanted to be on time for the sleep study. He made up some excuse and walked across the hall to his dorm room.
At 9:45 PM, Luke was back in his room eagerly awaiting an email from the sleep study. His cock was also hard too, which confused him. Why was he so horny today? He hadn't been like this in months.
At 10 PM, the sleep study email came,
Hello Luke,
Welcome to Day Two of your sleep transformation. The next track is called Rain Forest Comfort. You will listen to this 2 times. It's important that you listen to it only twice. It will put you in the mindset to help with the sleep track. The sleep track is called Rain Forest Rainfall. It will help you deal with lingering stress and anxiety.
Have a good night's sleep,
The Sleep Study Council
Luke eagerly downloaded the files, turned off the lights, and laid down on his comfy bed. It was similar sounds as the night before. His breathing got slower and controlled in a rhythm, and he kept his eyes closed. A tingling sensation washed over him. He was so relaxed. His cock continued to be erect, dripping with precum. Then the wonderful voice came in:
"Hello Luke. You are making amazing progress. I'm so proud of you. Now relax. Relax and listen to my voice. It makes you happy to listen to my voice. It makes you happy to do what I say. It makes you happy to follow my orders. You will listen and obey. When you listen, you will feel happy. When you obey, you will feel pleasure. Listen to my voice. I command you to listen to this track three times. You will listen to this track three times because you will obey me. It makes you happy to obey me. It gives you pleasure to obey me....
After the second time listening to the track, Luke was still hard. He kind of drifted in and out of consciousness when listening. He just felt so relaxed it was hard to pay attention. He couldn't recall what the voice said or that there was a voice, but he knew he had to listen to the track one more time. He felt a wave of ecstasy wash over him when he hit play for the third time. Suddenly, he felt warm. So he stripped down to his boxers and laid down on his bed letting the music envelop him.
After the third time listening, Luke was still so hard, but he was also sweating and panting. He practically ripped off his boxers and jerked him cock until he blew his load quickly. His breathing slowed down, and he had no idea where the horniness came from. He was so exhausted he almost forgot to turn on the second track. He was so exhausted and sweaty he fell into a blissful sleep.
The audio track for Rain Forest Rainfall started:
Hello Luke. I hope you had a good day. This is Mark. You listen and obey me. It makes you happy to obey me. It gives you pleasure to obey me. It even makes you horny to obey me. You should have jerked off twice today like I told you. If you did, you are a good boy Luke. Good boys listen and obey. Now, we're going to help you relax. You will receive another form for the sleep study tomorrow. You will answer all the questions in detail then you will delete the email after you complete the form. You will text me "It rained in my sleep" after you do so. This will make you happy because you obeyed. This will give you pleasure because you obeyed. This will make you horny because you obeyed. Continue to listen and obey. Continue to please me. Continue to be a good boy...
On Sunday, Luke woke up with a semi. He realized he was naked and his torso was covered in dried cum. "Yikes, I didn't even bother to clean up." He picked up his boxers and slipped them on. He checked his phone and noticed he had an email from the Sleep Study Council. He saw that it was a form and fervently answered the questions fully. His erection grew as he did the form, and he was tempted to jerk off again. After sending the form, he sent Mark another weird text, "It rained in my sleep."
"That means that your thoughts are clearing." Mark replied. "This is a very good sign. It means you are ready for the next step."
"I'm already feeling so good. I can't imagine what the next step will do." Luke thought for a moment and remembered he had to tell Mark something. "Mark, I'm sorry, but I listened to the first track three times instead of two like the email said."
Mark replied quickly, "Don't worry about it! It's not a big deal. We just have to tinker with your program so we continue to make progress."
"What a relief" Luke responded.
"I'll send you a track later tonight."
Luke went about his day as normal as any particular boring Sunday on campus. He went to the gym, ate at the cafeteria, and hanged out with friends. Around 4, he got a text from Mark.
"Good news Luke, we don't have to change much to your program. I see from the intro form that you have classes from 8-12 in the morning so I'll send you the files at 9 PM instead of 10."
Luke stared at the text and almost replied in annoyance, but he stopped himself before he hit send. Deleting the message he was about to send sent a surge of pleasure through him.
At 9 PM, Luke was in his pajama bottoms and a loose fitting t-shirt. He plugged his ears with his earphones and looked at his email from the sleep study.
Dear Luke,
We had to make a few modifications to your program because of the issue with the first track from last night. The first track is Rain forest Revival. You will listen to this track 3 times. This track is shorter because it's a week night. You will get longer tracks on Thursdays, Fridays, and Saturdays. The sleep track is Rain Forest Tree Cover.
Have a good nights rest,
The Sleep Study Council
Luke turned the Rain forest Revival track on. After listening the first time, he took off his shirt. After listening the second time, he took off his pajama bottoms. He fell in and out of a blur like his body was moving on its own. To what end, he did not know. After listening for the third and final time, Luke was rock hard. He desperately wanted to jerk off, but something in his mind was telling him to not. Instead, he turned on Rain Forest Tree Cover and fell asleep as his cock oozed precum in excitement.
The same blissful voice spoke to Luke in a whisper. "We have a big week ahead of us Luke. Be sure that you are prepared. You are a good boy. Good boys listen. Good Boys obey. You are a good boy. It makes you happy to listen and obey. It gives you pleasure to listen and obey. It makes you horny to obey. You are a good boy. You will listen to me. I am Mark. My voice gives you pleasure. My voice makes you horny. Following my orders give you pleasure. Following my orders makes you horny. You yearn to listen and obey....
...I am Mark. I am your Master. Tomorrow you will delete all the files and messages from the sleep study. You will delete the Mark contact from your phone after you text the number, "ready." You will forget everything about the sleep study and your conversations with me. There is no sleep study. However, you will keep the programming from the files in your subconscious. I will text you from a new number, and you will enter it into your contacts as Mr. Mark, short for Master. You will do everything I....
Luke woke up at 5 AM. He texted Mark in a haze then deleted all the emails and Mark's burner number from his phone. He forgot everything about the sleep study and went back to bed.
Around 7 AM he woke up again and had breakfast before going to his three classes in the morning. Then he had lunch with friends and walked back to his room. He plopped his book bag on the bed that Carlos once had and laid down for a nap. When he woke up he noticed that he had a text message and thought it was a joke.
"Hello Luke, this is Master Mark. I have received your email, and I am more than willing to guide you in your training. We will begin training tonight. It is intense, but you will be a good boy and complete it. You will listen and obey. The program runs for the next eight weeks, and it will transform your college experience in the most unimaginable ways."
Master Mark? At least be a prince or something. Good boy? That's so weird. Luke went to delete the text message, but he chuckled and checked his email. The color drained from his face as he saw a sent message.
Dear Master Mark,
My name is Luke. I am a Freshman at Smolders College. During the winter break, my longtime girlfriend revealed that she is a lesbian. My friends at home think I'm gay because I dated a lesbian, and we never fucked. I've come to realize in the past few weeks that I never wanted to fuck my girlfriend because I am gay. I just never admitted it to myself before. Her pussy didn't interest me. Only the cocks and asses of my classmates did. I never thought that the lingering looks I gave my classmates in the locker rooms and the stares I gave to my buddies in their swimsuits meant anything.
I realize now that I find them hot. I want to suck their cocks and get fucked in the ass by sexy men. I want to be exposed and humiliated as the gay slut I'm meant to be. That's why I came to you, Master Mark, to help me with my gay awakening. I want to be your gay slave. I want to submit. Please turn me into the slutty gay whore I was meant to be!
Here are a few pictures of me with my phone number and social media. I give you permission to send these pictures out along with this confession out on social media and to my childhood friends if I chicken out of being your slave and not completing the gay slave training. I need someone to help me come out as the gay faggot I am. Help me Master Mark! I submit to you. Teach me how to worship men by sucking cock and getting fucked in the ass like the pathetic gay bitch I am.
Your Excited New Slave,
Luke the Fag
Luke looked in horror as he saw a picture of himself in his dorm room, completely naked. He was kneeling with his legs spread and his fully erect cock on display. He was making a slutty face with his mouth wide open, drool noticeably on his chin and him holding a piece of paper. It had his name, phone number, social media account, and dorm number clearly written in sharpie. The second pic was a shot of his backside, highlighting his tight, bubbly butt. The third pic had him on all fours, facing the camera. His back was arched upwards while his chin was touching the floor. He was grinning like an idiot. The four pic had him on his back spreading his cheeks so you could see his pink hole. He had no memory of him taking the pictures.
This couldn't be real.
Despite his terror, Luke's cock was tenting in his sweatpants. Why was he horny at this? It didn't make any sense? How did this happen. He wasn't gay! He didn't want to be a slave to some gay man! He frantically texted this strange Mark guy. "Please you can't send those pictures to anybody. I don't remember writing that message or taking those pictures. I got hacked! Please don't tell anyone."
Mark replied, "lol. Got to lay of the liquor Luke."
"I didn't drink this weekend. Don't send those photos. I'm not gay. I didn't write that stuff."
"You are obviously very curious Luke. You owe it to yourself to explore."
"I'm not gay. I'm not exploring anything."
"Tell you what, we do a round of training tonight, and if it's not your thing, we'll stop. But if you refuse, these pictures and messages will be leaked all over campus and to your friends at home. I'm sure there will be plenty of "straight" men that you know that will break you in roughly and use you without any consideration for you. You've shown me you're way too eager to back out now. All you need is a little push."
Luke groaned. He'd have to play along and see if he could pacify Mark. "What would a round of training entail?"
"All you have to do is listen to an audio file. You listen to it, and if you decide you don't want to continue. I'll delete the contents of the email. But I will know if you don't listen to the file."
Luke fretted. This made no sense. This guy had to be crazy. No way would an audio file would make him want to be gay or a gay slave as this Mark guy says Luke wants to be, but his hands were pretty much tied. He couldn't endure everyone thinking he was a gay slut that was desperate to be used. None of his friends would take him seriously. The bullies would all probably fuck him raw without lube. His hole clenched when he thought that, which disgusted him that his body seemed to want to be used by men.
"Fine."
"Good boy Luke. I knew you would make the right choice. I will send the file tonight at 9:30. Look at your email."
When Luke read good boy, he felt a rush of pleasure run over him.
"I'm not a good boy. I'm a man." Luke texted. Master Mark did not respond. Absentmindedly, Luke put Master Mark in his contacts as Mr. Mark just in case he had to bargain with the guy again. "Why didn't I put something like Crazy Mark or Creepy Mark? He thought to himself.
Luke looked through his phone and computer search history to try to find anything about a "Master Mark" "gay slave" "gay BDSM" or "gay" and didn't find anything. Ultimately, he gave up and went to the gym to try to clear his mind. His eyes wandered, and he found himself staring at the guys working out longer than usual, admiring their hard, muscular bodies. He would either blush or turn his head, trying to avoid eye contact, especially when he was looking at the guy's packages.
Luke was apprehensive when he got the email.
Hello Luke,
This is the audio file that you will listen to. Text me after you listen to the file. I will know if you don't listen to the file. You will be a good boy. You will listen and obey. Turn off the lights and lay down on your bed with your eyes closed and earphones in while listening to the file.
Your New Master,
Mark
Luke rolled his eyes. Feeling he was being watched, he closed his blinds and put his earphones in. The file was an hour long. He groaned in annoyance. For some reason, his cock was painfully hard at the thought of listening to the audio file. He took off his pants and tight boxers and put on pajama bottoms instead. The tent was still there, but it was less obnoxious. He put on the audio file. It was a bunch of rain forest noises. About twenty minutes in he got so bored that he fell asleep.
Master Mark's voice whispered: You are a good boy Luke. Good boys listen and obey. Good boys are gay. You are a good boy. You are gay. You get pleasure from listening to your master. You get pleasure from obeying your master. You get horny when your master texts you. You get horny when you obey your master's orders. You are gay. You've been fighting it for a long time, but that's who you are. You crave cock. You salivate at the thought of sucking cock and getting fucked by men with big, thick cocks. You think men are hot. You think men are sexy. You want to worship men to thank them for being hot. Giving men pleasure give you pleasure. You want to worship me for showing you that you are gay. You want to be my gay slut. You want to be my gay slave. You want to obey my commands. You want to listen and obey. You are a good boy Luke...
Luke woke up with a hard on. He never felt hornier in his life. He ripped his pajamas as he pulled them off of himself. His cock was leaking. He pumped rapidly, but he kept stopping before he could cum. He didn't understand. He also didn't get why he was thinking about all the sweaty, hot men from the gym earlier today. The thought of their hard bodies made his cock harder than usual. He kept trying to bust out a load. After 30 minutes of edging, he huffed in frustration.
He texted Master Mark, "I listened to the file and now I'm horny and I can't cum! Please help Master Mark!" He blushed after he hit send. Why would he send that? He blushed in humiliation. The reply was swift.
"You are not allowed to cum until you submit to me faggot. Admit that I am your master."
Luke looked between his hard cock and the message on his phone in frustration. Finally he snapped.
"I submit to you Master Mark. I consent to be your slave, but in exchange no one will see that message or those pictures. I'm not gay. I don't like dudes."
Master Mark replied, "Good boy. You will make a fine GAY slave. You will learn to serve me and all kinds of men. You will not cum unless I say so."
Luke's cock throbbed in frustration. Master Mark ignored all his attempts to bargain. Still, Luke's hands texted back like they had a mind of their own. "Master Mark, please let me cum! I'll be a good boy. please."
"You can cum, but on one condition."
"What is it?"
"From now on, when you are alone in your room, you will be completely nude. GAY slaves don't need clothes."
"Yes sir. I will be naked in my room, but I'm not gay."
"Haha. We'll see what you'll say about yourself in two weeks. You have my permission to cum bitch. It will be the last time you cum as a "straight" man."
Luke's hand, which had been slowly stroking his cock intermittently while they were texting, suddenly sped up. Like a light bulb went off in his head, Luke's cock erupted and shot all over his face and chest. Luke came down from one of the most exhilarating orgasms of his life and took a picture of himself covered in jizz. On autopilot, he sent it to Mark.
"Thank you Master! I submit to you sir. I am your gay slave."
Luke's face turned as red as a tomato when he realized he sent a nude pic of himself along with yet another humiliating message. What was happening to him?
"Good Boy.”
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