Stained pt. 2 (Patreon)

Originally didn't have anything sexual in mind for this story. In fact it didn't even have any hypnosis elements in it to being with. Just a mechanic to dirty someone up a bit and get them into an aesthetic they would never chose for themselves. I had some ideas for what would happen day two ending in him free to go, but I never managed to get those elements to click, hence the farmhand motivation. I did get one idea that made me introduce Casy, but decided against using it to keep the story as published. Let's put that idea in this bonus chapter though.

I was surprisingly tired for not having done much for half of the day. Cliff had just put me in one of the arm chairs in the living room, put on some DVD about farming and left me. He left the ear protectors on, so I couldn't even hear the audio, if there was any. Just the woshing noise and voices all around. But I would never not do what Cliff told me to do, so I sat there until dusk, zoning out more than a little. I did feel a little sore after the fence work we did before lunch, so of course he made the right call. I wouldn't be of any use if I injured myself. But it wasn't just my body that was tired when Sarah came to get him at dinner time. I somehow felt like I needed to sleep.

Sarah had made a lovely stew though, and I had seconds more than once. I was so hungry that I couldn't even fully concentrate on what Sarah and Cliff were talking about. Casy was quiet as always, except for answering a few question about the day, though for the life of me I can't remember what they were.

But then Cliff told Casy to show me to my room, which made me surprised and happy. Not only could I go to bed, but I had my own room as well. "I want do some exercises with him," Casy said. Cliff looked surprised. "Really?"
"Well, look at him," Casy said and nodded in my direction. "He needs it."
"I guess you're right, " Cliff chuckled.
"Come," Casy said and started to walk to his room. I jumped up from my seat and followed him.

Unlike when I woke up in the room the computer was now turned on, and on the screen I could see a few different apps running. The only thing I recognized were a few windows with webcams showing rooms inside the house and a few outside cameras. He locked the door behind us.

"Take off your clothes."
"Yes, Sir."

The boots were tricky to get off, so I sat down on his workout bench. Casy went over to his computer and sat down on his gaming chair. Boots, socks, jeans, boxers, hat, shirt. Casy winced.

"Put the hat back on. Let's hope your hair grows out fast."
"Yes, Sir."
"You know, we watched quite a few different people at the diner before selecting you. I told dad I wanted to take you."
I did not know, nor had I any idea what he was talking about.

He handed me a pair of ear protectors again. "Put these on too."
"Yes, Sir."

Unlike the noise I had had all day, these ones were silent. To my surprise Casy had pulled the front of his T-shirt up over his head and behind his neck, showing off a all his chest and abs. He was putting on a gaming head seat. When he pushed a button the LEDs made the whole headset glow in red and orange. There was a single tone coming through the right side of the ear protector and a single different one on the left side. Not too loud, not unpleasant, but very noticeable.

"You think I am the most handsome person you know. My body is the sexiest body you know. You want to do what I tell you, not because you have to but because you want to. You will never reveal your feelings in front of anyone else. It is my body you think of when you get horny. It's me you think of when you jerk off. It's me your dream of." His voice was coming clear inside the ear protectors, mixing with the left and right tone. My gaze wasn't on his headset anymore though, but transfixed on his abs. Suddenly the tone was gone and I realized he didn't wear the headset anymore. "Now pick of the barbell without any weights and put it behind your neck."

"Yes, Sir."
I quickly removed the plates from the barbell, picked it up, placed it behind my back, and faced him again. My eyes widened and I could feel the tap of saliva turn on. He had unbuttoned his jeans, lowered his boxers, and freed his erect dick, grabbing it with one hand. I could feel my dick rise as well. I could see a cute smile forming on his face.

"Wider."
"What?!" A wave of shave flooded over me.
"The grip. Move your hands further out on the barbell"
"YES, SIR!"
"Can you show me one full squat."
"Yes, Sir."

My brain frantically searched for all old knowledge of how to make the perfect squat. Move the shoulder blades in, out with the butt, down in a straight line, slowly down below 90 degrees for the knees, and quickly back up again.

"Great. Now I want you to continue to do that, slowly, until I come."

I had butterflies in my tummy. He said "great". I began to slowly squat down and up, while flat out staring at him slowly moving his hand up and down his shaft. Our eyes met. I felt a tingle in my dick and decided that I would do anything I could to not be the first one to come.