This Is Only a Test (hypno)
by Richard Pickman
Attention - Attention - Attention
This Is A Test Of The Emergency Broadcast System
This Is Only A Test
Joe was watching his favorite show when the notification scrolled across the screen, accompanied by the ‘Beep-Beep-Beep’ and the announcement. He reached for the remote to change the channel, or mute it. These stupid notices seemed to be happening all the time lately, he thought.
But before he could reach the remote, the screen started flashing. The beeping changed from one repeated tone to a fluctuating pattern. Joe relaxed, his eyes fixed on the TV screen.
The announcement stopped repeating, and now a different voice spoke. A deeper, soothing, commanding voice. “Joe, present yourself for inspection.”
Joe removed his shoes and socks, then stood up. He took off his dress shirt and tossed it on the couch. He pulled down his slacks and stepped out of them. His boxers were bulging, and as his dick was freed from their confines, it slapped up against his stomach. He sat back down, his arms by his side, focused on the TV, his dick bobbing in time with his heartbeat.
"You keep getting better and better, Joe," said the voice, as if it could see the naked man somehow. Which, of course, it could. Not that Joe cared.
"I am happy that my body pleases you, master."
"It does. Since your wife will be away for the weekend, I shall be spending it with you." Joe’s wife had felt the need to visit her cousin, and would not be returning until Monday. A need implanted earlier, for just this reason.
"Thank you, master. I shall strive to please you in every way."
"I’m sure you will. I’ll be there soon. Stay right where you are until I get there. You can masturbate while you’re waiting. Use both hands, big boy."
"I obey, master." Joe stroked himself, his dick getting slick with precum. But he knew he could not cum until his master allowed it. "Please, get here soon."
END