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Friday, June 8, 2018

[SS-460] Maker's Mask


[MAKER'S MASK]

You drag the almost unconscious body of the campus' hottest male sports heartthrob, Xeon. You drop him onto the sofa.

He sits and rubs his face with his hands. "Ahhh shiit I feel sooo highhh and horny." Then he falls asleep.

You swallow as you stare at Xeon's fine body in camo briefs. Maybe, all those efforts of sneaking up to him to secretly punch his drink with the drug is paying off. You could stare at this dozed off hunk for forever.

Someone enters and speaks, "wow. I doubted that you'll pull the plan off but you really did it. Shit. You really like this guy."

You turn and see the Maker entering the room. 

"I'm really scared of what we're doing," you worry.

"Look, I am gifted in this craft, no need to worry," the Maker assures.

"Wait. Let's just put him back in his car. We can get off of this. He won't remember what happened to him," you chicken out.

"You are my intern and I command that you shut up and let me do my work," the Maker stringently speaks.

You hush in nervousness.

You saw an ad in Craigslist about a psychopharmacotherapist needing interns. You are a college student taking premed. You wanted to learn extra and earn a lot. The Maker hired you. Apparently, his methods are illegal and uncanny. But you are learning and earning a fortune, so you stay.

He read through your mind. He found out about your school crush. He offered you to give him to you. Because you wanted the muscle stud, you agreed. But now you are ambivalent.

The two of you bring Xeon to the gas treatment chamber. The Maker attaches a face mask on to him. It is connected to a tube. 


The Maker goes to the control room and turns a dial. Gas starts to enter the mask.

You accompany him as he works on the computer. Then suddenly, the screen shows pictures of you in your facebook account. Then images of you naked shows.

"What the fuck. Where did you get those?" you panic.

"Your phone," he replies, "I'm trying to get him to be addicted to you."

The process lasted for twenty minutes. 

The Maker turns to you, "remove the mask."

You reluctantly walk back to Xeon and slowly pull off the mask. The first layer is removed. The metal framing stays. You see his face with markings on his cheek.


You continue to remove the mask completely.

Xeon opens up his eyes and smiles at you, "hey you..."  He stands and kisses you.

You feel elated as his lips touches yours. You instantly feel horny. He kneels down and then takes your pants off. He sucks your dick. His blowjob is so good, no one will suspect he was ever straight.

Because of overwhelming lusty feelings, you moan and deposit your cum into his mouth.

However, just as you are about to recover from the orgasm, the Makers enter the scene and forcibly places the facemask on you. You try to struggle away but now Xeon is holding you tight.

You scream.

You hear footsteps towards the control panel. Smoke fills your nose.

You hear Maker declare, "let the mating begin!"

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