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"You fucking monster, I'll never help you."

"We will see about that. You fucking rebel had your chance."

 "Why are you fucking doing this to our democracy?"

"You're gonna love it. Now. Don't struggle too hard. When I put this collar around your neck, it could pinch still, no more resistance because either way, it's gonna close."

"No stop, help."

"Just a quick little 3-2-1"

*snap*

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 The instant the collar snapped around the man's neck, his body went completely limp, no more struggling or screaming, no more thoughts of his own. 

"Now, the Master will think thoughts for you

since you are too stupid you tell me how stupid you are."

 "I am stupid."

"That's the smartest thing you've said all day there.

Now tell me where the others are hiding?"

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2 Hours Earlier Fighting With Dark Tetrad

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bun-E

"Why would you lie to me and tell me that you were liberal and come to all those meetings with me, Amnesty International, the environmentalist and the tree hugger group? The Democrats."

Master

"You're so naive. Bun-E"

bun-E

"Fuck you. Why'd you lie to me? Fuck you. Why'd you lie to me?"

Master

"All right, Bun-E that's enough of that. I'm putting on the leather."

bun–E

"Put on whatever you want. I'm leaving you."

Hypnotic expensive

leather gear

for his partner

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Master went into the bedroom.

He made a lot of noise

Bun-E assumed he was

putting on the leather.

Sometimes he got so angry

that the thought of leather

made him want to run.

Regretted buying every month

such expensive

leather gear

for his partner

he hated the idea

of animal skin

fur

pelts

dead flesh

Betraying those feelings

as soon as they combined together.

The relationship was like glue

 it was hard glue, often blue

 hard to get away

 back into the existence

Master had consumed him

 isolated, but more so

fetishized the leather

to the point that it conditioned.

 It only worked if he

saw leather outfit

 smelled it

heard leather

licked it....

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Turning the front door knob, looking down, realizing that he was naked, nude as he always was, nude as he always was, since directed to be that way, every day, all day, All day, except at work, all day, aside from working overnight, why the fuck am i naked? Naked? This always confused him, unaware that when he was secretly hypnotized, he was given post hypnotic suggestions. Post-hypnotic suggestions being naked all the time, unless you get your master's permission. I like you that way, even in front of people Bun-E protested. the first few times, like he did with everything that was not of his comfort level of but which he was demanded to do in a hypnotic trance 

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∆∆∆∆∆

 Automatically

without thinking

 asking

"Can I put on clothes?"

 🐇 kind of smacked himself in the face.

He swung the closet door open.

The whole thing was filled with leather and fur.

pulling an extra set of curtains

down from the top shelf the door

 suddenly the alarm system locked.

Bun-E started walking toward the garage

through the kitchen

trippIng over his new

window treatment garment

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cigar put bun-E in a trance.

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Right before the garage door on the left. just purchased it recently, front loader, washer and dryer. There was a fresh pair of scrubs on top, fresh pair of scrubs on top, grabbing them and scattering all of the clean clothes of his partners, he had spent the day wandering, standing still for a minute to listen to the silence in the house before opening the garage door and turning around the corner.

Standing there leaning against his Hummer, smoking a long cigar, naked, with a long erection poking in my direction, the grin on his face. The grin on his face is tacky, and he bounces the cigar up and down like a pendulum. Immediately bun-E was in a trance. The smoke was always effective. 

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 The cigar put bun-E in a trance 😵‍💫

 🐰 would do anything.

It cleared the mind

as it was conditioned

enforced by need to obey

no matter

 bowing at his Master's feet 🦶

 kissing them 

saying 🐇 was sorry"

"that's better bun-E this time, it won't happen again.".

 He's falling into a deep trance. Bun-E can never get mad again.

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Under the spell

🐇 rubs the smooth leather

feeling the muscles 💪 

underneath as they bulge.

Kissing Master's body all over,

hypnotizing 🐰 more

making his 👀 eyes closed

as 🐇 sucks the smoke 💨 from his lover's lips 👄 

Now 🐰 does everything he says

unknowingly blissed out of mind spiral🌀

Which is just a video using his partner as the Experiment Subject.

 He drilled it into his head.

Early on

put his head onto his chest

 saying "Listen to my heartbeat 🫀

 Bun-E's gonna go into a trance."

🐰 can't keep his eyes 👁️ open. 

🐇 is feeling very comfortable. 

🐰 hugs Masters 💪 muscles 

tight under leather 

🐰 must obey The muscle 💪 

🐇 must obey the leather

bun-E buys his master 

leather all the time.

Now 🐰 obsesses over master and leather.

 It makes 🐇 want to do good things 

 make 🐰 happy 

obey everything he say

coupled with cigars 🐰 

🐇 is completely helpless

 just like all six of the ex-boyfriends

 how can they hate somebody that they worship?

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∆∆∆∆∆ 

"Now there is nothing to say.

🐰 are in a complete Safe Space known as Master.

🐇 will learn to completely submit your mind and body when you see Master, who 🐇 will call master. Now, even if you don't find it comfortable, just like you didn't want to call me daddy. Now who's your daddy?"

"But...."

"Yeah, exactly you will now forget

how to be angry with your boss.

🐰 will do everything Daddy says

Keep bringing me steroids.

 Look at these big muscles

 now you will bring me young men, men,

 hot men,

you know what Daddy likes

 so that I can enjoy them

 practice turning them into hot muscle men."

bun-E is confused.

"🐇 will lure men through websites

Hot dudes more like it.

 Although he does

like any worshipping man

he does like young dudes

Stupid guys a bonus

All men need

an alpha Pervert

to serve."

"Yes, Master, you're right.

 You deserve to do whatever you want

I don't deserve to save 

or be myself

 when you want to fuck me

 because you are the boss.

I'm so happy to be here

 sucking your toes 

 rubbing your muscles in leather.

Master are always gonna win.

I don't know why I don't know why I fight it."

"You are bun-E and 🐰 is obey.

🐇 loves leather and cigars

obey.

 They smell like aphrodisiac

 be horny." 

"Yes, Master, they will be here any minute.

 Let me dress you in leather

lick that body all over.

These guys are gonna adore you like I do.

As you ask Master

one by one,

I am bun-E. 

🐇 will bring you all of my

progressive liberal friends

 to do what you will with them."

"Good bun-E"

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confusion in his eye as all his anger washed away

 ∆∆∆∆∆

No idea what they were in for.

Bun-E fought for years

to protect his friends 

 what he believed in politically.

now that has been made a mockery

 instead He is being used in order

to infiltrate the left wing

 ∆∆∆∆∆∆∆ ∆∆∆∆∆∆∆ 

The look of confusion in his eye as all his anger washed away and fear for life safety and self dissipated as he touched the leather with his fingertips.

Everything became calm.

the look on his face washed over and Master said, 

"I soothe you."

Then pressed their lips together and worked his tongue into Bun-E's mouth where it would twist, wrestle, pin and turn

all the while feeling with this smooth saliva of a sexual sorcerer, It crawled down throat and corrupted bun-bun.

All bun-E could think about was his Master and pleasing Him, which is what he did all day long.

Now, he threw a few parties a week.

∆∆∆∆∆∆∆

Hypnotized

right off

into oblivion

∆∆∆∆∆∆∆

The look on their face after

they snorted the line

was a bit horrific

 for a few minutes,

the feeling is anxiety

 In a underwhelming way

before it just slides

right off into oblivion,

the feeling is overwhelming

In a anxious way,

 before it just slides

right off

into oblivion

all four of them trying to keep their cool,

 perhaps they would speak if they could,

 instead just staring at 🐇

like we've known you for so long,

"What's going on here?!?!??" 

🐰 looked back just as confused.

Bun-E stared lost in shocked

quickly turning to his partner

with a look of concern, 

 smiling and stroking his dick.

 Master said,

 

"Be good

put Master's cigar

back in his mouth."

∆∆∆∆∆∆∆∆∆∆∆∆∆

 Bun-E stared at the cigar as his mouth fell open and jaw relaxed. A little dribble of drool south in the corner overflow from the puddle.

The smoke

slowly exited

his partner's

lips, mouth, nose and ears

still staring with wide eyes

he put his head down on the lap 

 stuck the hard penis in his mouth.

∆∆∆∆∆∆∆

slowly hypnotically

irresistible

∆∆∆∆∆∆∆∆∆∆∆∆∆

 Sitting, leaning against the closest object that was horizontal, mouths hanging wide open. Thick drool rolling out onto their lap, eyes wide, as if looking at a ghost, except unflinching, unblinking, just staring, breathing, so shallow, someone might think they were dead, but his head went up and down with

fellatio for an hour.

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When bun-E is in a trance that makes me happy, when bun-E is in a trance that makes bun-bun happy, obey the smoke. Watch the smoke soothe you as it leaves masters mouth slowly hypnotically

irresistible and makes the mind slow down

become soothed. When you're in a trance. Master is happy. When you're in a trance, I'm happy. No questions.

His eyes were the kind of blue that was uncomfortable to look at for too long. The reason being that he cradles you in them with focus, staring directly into your mind like a peeping Tom, but more like a peeing DOM

dominantly pissing power

and perversions

with a passionate

paternal

peacefulness. 

∆∆∆∆∆∆∆

 ∆∆∆∆∆∆∆

"Yes. Look me in the eye. Bun-E I'm trying to talk to you."

"I'm reading right now. Can you give me?"

"Bun-E?!?!?"

 "No, I can't now"

 "🐇, well, you're just gonna have to give me one bun🐇E Now look in my eyes"

 "fine. What do you need?" 

"I need my 🐰 There you go. 🐇, look in my blue, blue eyes."

"I am looking into your eyes. They're beautiful. What did you want to do?

∆∆∆∆∆∆∆∆∆∆∆

Worship his narcissistic body

∆∆∆∆∆∆∆∆∆∆∆

His voice trailed off into the background.

There are more words to say

angry words that had been building up inside

like he was sick of being a slave to his partner.

Doing everything

cooking all the meals

laundry

 cutting his toenails

 and now during the day

he had him selling drugs to people that came over

even though he worked all night

just to give whole paycheck

to his partner, but more specifically

keep stealing him steroids.  

Which he had been on for years, and you looked awesome. His muscles were ginormous, to the point of having those nasty little veins popping out, which Benny wasn't a huge fan of at first, but over time, every day, being made to kiss the bicep as it got bigger and Worship his partner's narcissistic body with an even more dark, tetrad brain.

It felt just like when he turned bunny onto leather and then cigar smoke and now muscles, the constant repetition of Telling 🐰 to kiss his bicep or putting his sleeve onto Bun-E's face and covering his nose and mouth with the leather, rubbing it the whole time, whispering and licking his earlobe.

∆∆∆∆∆∆∆∆∆∆∆

Sounded like a snake

hissing in his ear

 then the tongue

 which knew how to work itself

in phenomenally sensual ways

 seemed to wrap

around earlobe lube

grappling onto some trap door

to my personal thoughts

wet muscle in his mouth

acting like a decoder

for his mind's eye.

When he spoke

it became Bun-E's thoughts. 

∆∆∆∆∆∆∆∆∆∆

Up until this point

their eyes had not met.

In fact, this was a retributive

strike for not immediately

stepping into the frozen ocean

the words spoken come out like tongues

from an African tribal region.

They hiss like a snake 

howl like the night wind

as it passes down lonely alleys

drenched with blood and rain

shiny, but not from the neon lights

from the reflection of the demons

that pass through his lover's tongue

like that of a chameleon slamming

into a big, giant Tropical bug.

somehow counterintuitively

it felt amazing like heaven

The feeling like he was a

sublime

sucker

suck

sucking

the bones from his body

leaving behind a wet, fleshy carcass

for the flies to leave their eggs in

For the predators

to come at night

fight over

those maggots

turned faggots

would end up

with the Worst

of the evilest stomach

so much of him inside

wanting to be a hungry

little larvae chomping

way through the

intestine

intestine

 intestines

crawl through the

muscle

muscle

muscles

that'll show

on pale skin

like a little bump

that motherfucker

will think it's a hernia.

 until 1000s of angry

little life cycle punishments

crippled by their blind eyes

 scratched by their own claws

like a hermit crab without a shell

those shells without the ocean

or the ocean without Its Earth

that big blue and green planet

without its sun and moon

who it both follows

 follows behind

So instead, the prey lets the predator

nourish the maggots let life feed

 not destroy you.

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For that was his nature, and his partner knew it, in fact, to do a deep dive into the subconscious of this dark tetrad, rich boy. That very nature was the reason that he picked the man he would rename bun-E 

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executive functions inferred 

∆∆∆∆∆∆∆∆∆∆∆∆∆

The words were quick and sounded demonic ever so often between the hisses and the breathing and a word or two would penetrate the rabid air along the canal. A word or two might be clear daddy is playing your cochlea like a flute and your tympanic membrane like a big steel drum. The breath heavy chant was the chorus. To a large opera which was on fire and filling with noxious smoke, the major parts of his personality like logic and reasoning.

We're already out on the fire escape waving those executive functions inferred that I'd be okay, and I had no reasoning to think otherwise. So logically, he was a cat up a tree hanging out with his goldfish named carefree. If that fish were free to care, it wouldn't dare for it would trade all the gold on its fish self to remember yesterday or care about tomorrow. The tree was now, and that's what the goldfish knows. But if he grew a brain the size of a tic tac. No doubt that algae covered Castle is as ticky tacky as climbing a tree with a cat. Yet there they sat. 

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Reptilian Thug taking a Piss or a poodle.

∆∆∆∆∆∆∆∆∆∆∆∆∆

Yet, there they sat, staring forward, occasionally taking a piss or a poodle. Yet they didn't see the big boa constricting noodle that was clamoring down from above like a reptilian thug, thinking, I smell pussy, I smell fish. Doesn't that sound like a great boa constrictor dish approaching with a steadfast slither to the beat of Billie Jean and the words of cold hearted snake look into his eyes, "oh no". Said the cat, no. Oh, said the goldfish.

Since he was too dumb to do anything but repeat things backwards, and the cat jumped in the bowl with the fish and the boa constrictor wrapped itself around The fishbowl like spaghetti wraps around a spoon or soup is best served with scissors. By the end of that bowl, you'll have a tongue like a snake.

By then it might be more like a rake, but riddle me not, it's fucking hot and a cat can't breathe the fish bowl, but if you could only see the look on that goldfish's face, he was so damn excited to Finally be cuddled up close with his Purry furry feline that daily for the past five years, that damn cat got hungry and went for the bowl To eat the fish each day getting so tied up at the goldfish's splendorous waving of the tail and swimming like a tiny mermaid with big cheeks.

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Satan's long thread of turd

∆∆∆∆∆∆

A big cheeks, big eyes that never close, and a big fat, long thread of turd constant from the fish anus, because ain't it a time at the toilet when you accidentally swallow dental floss and have to take a number two, that feels more like a number 45 maybe some things aren't supposed to be swallowed, but tell that to Satan, who just so happened to live below this tree.

hibernating over the holidays so as not to run a foul with the Holy Spirit, as any good bear or person with a fast metabolism knows so hard To sleep when you're hungry and without evil too, I enrich his dark heart, mother fucking Satan's getting grouchy, eventually sitting up and screaming in his Big, growling, smokey Satan voice. What do I do now? 

The tree who is quite fond of its name and metaphoric value to cats and goldfish that are passing by but not passing out or passing away, because they're lucky if they get to do that and not be put to sleep. None of them options quite rival ending up as some protein and B-vitamins, and perhaps a strange cat STD in his belly, Satan's had worse. He told me he was with your mom last night.

The last thing 🐇 saw in his unconscious mind was a boa constrictor cat, tawny, if you must know, and a goldfish that was black, which you could consider blackface. If a goldfish gave a fuck about race, Fish's reply is, "I'm African aquarium".

 Satan howls good one with laughter as he swallows them whole. As he woke up and looked around the room, he saw on the TV, his partner's grandfather talking to a reporter today, he won against Greenpeace in a big slap lawsuit, Slappp meaning strategic lawsuit against public participation in.

∆∆∆∆∆∆∆

Greenpeace into bankruptcy 

∆∆∆∆∆∆∆

 Winning a $345 million settlement was putting Greenpeace into bankruptcy and would shut them down forever. This was a travesty against the First Amendment rights and environmental protest. Meanwhile, just as the government had done for January 6 and arrested people, they started going back and arresting anybody who had got the protest for the stopping the pipeline, while the people on January 6 got pardoned by the President and right wing extremists who are now taking over the globe from the minds of the people that they rule.

 The Green Peace protesters were forced to go into RE education camps and irreversible treatment. Now this has happened with three different organizations that 🐇 had been involved in and grandpa was involved in each of these two months ago. It was Amnesty International. Shocking as he tried to yell, his mouth was muzzled and trying to reach up his arms. He realized he was bound there, watching this miserable news, when he realized he was not alone, because the red hot cherry from the cigar is lighting up space 

∆∆∆∆∆∆∆ 

∆∆∆∆∆∆

 The Red Hat cherry 

from the cigar lit up

 his partner's face.

🐇 tried to scream again

 the muzzle really muted

any effort looking at his oral cavity

Tendrils of white clouds

sailed from nostrils

as he took

 long drag off

 of the cigar

which reached

across the room 

to smack 🐇 in the face.

🐰 started to cry.

Master came over 

 licked the tears

from his cheeks

∆∆∆∆∆∆

evaporates into the space

 ∆∆∆∆∆∆∆∆∆∆∆∆∆

"We're winning 🐇

 it's all because

you are helping us." 

🐰 shook his head "no" 

while his partner stood in front of him.

taking a long hit off of his cigar

 letting it roll from his lips out

 spreading around his face

like a tarp

before one thrust

final push of air

sends it

into 🐰 's forehead.

 His eyes cross

staring at the small cloud

that floats before his eyes

Glaring outward 

yet stuck within

 as the thin cloud

evaporates into the space

in front of his face

 he feels a pinch in his arm

turning as if being stung by a bee. 

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