Such a good boy…Jake doesn’t even know it though. He’s always had a foot fetish, always been into socks so it wasn’t too hard for his Bro to combine it with hypno. After a few sessions, Jake was given a trigger to lay down on the floor in front of his Bro…then came the fun part. Those magnificent feet and socks would come down ever so slowly…Jake’s heartbeat would increase with arousal..with excitement..until his face was covered.
All he could see..could smell..were those feet and socks. They encompassed all his being, his thoughts…all that existed was the bliss. Every inhale Jake went deeper…deeper into arousal, deeper into the reality that all that mattered was the socks, the smell of his Bro..how he should obey his Bro..after all such a manly scent should be obeyed…it’s all Jake knew…all he could think of. For all intent, he was mindless..obedient, a good boy for his Bro