He woke up in the woods waring a pair of hiking boots and jeans.  His first thought was, “how the fuck did I get out here,” as he started to fully regain his seances he relished he could see with out his glasses, the he looked at him self and thought, “o god, what the fuck is going on” not that he was complaining, last he remembered he was an overweight, glasses waring, neared but now, now he had the body he dreamed of, the body of a jock.  As he examined he new body he found that everything was perfect, as he did this he thought, “wow I’m a perfect example of what a boy should be, why did I say boy? I meant m… Boy… No m…. Shit, I’m a boy, I’m a 27 year old boy, no I’m a boy a good boy, what the fuck is going on?”

The he heard a noise above him and to his right he looked, up and in a tree he saw a man standing there looking at him.  The just stained at each other and then he started to move towards the man who started to clime down the tree.

When he reached the tree he looked at the man and blurred out, “how can I serve you sir?”

To which the man almost started to cry, “do you know who you are again?”

"I’m Cody, your… Your sir, my master, my owner… But I don’t remember how I know that or how I got her, or how I got this body… Sir"

"Your here because it’s it’s secluded and safe, you got the body by 5 years of hear work, and I’m not only your master and owner I’m, I was your best friend before you volunteered for this stupid experiment."

"Experiment, sir?"

"You volunteered for a program in mental reprogramming, the goal was to turn you into the perfect soldier, sorry, perfect pice of military hardware with advanced mental capacity.  They wanted you unable to question an order but be able to problem solve with in the boundaries of the mission, they striped your humanity, augmented your mind and body.  It was war time and the ethical concerns were easily dismissed.  You probably wine the war for us, then, one the war ended you were not needed, but they could not just discharge you, you where not human any more.  I was, am, you Sargent, I used you risked your life, asked you to commit horrible atrocities, and it was not about to let them terminate you, so I be aged and pleaded, so they let me keep you as long as I controls you. I spent the last 5 years restoring your humanity."

"thank you, sir"

"we’ll at-least we made some progress"

He woke up in the woods waring a pair of hiking boots and jeans. His first thought was, “how the fuck did I get out here,” as he started to fully regain his seances he relished he could see with out his glasses, the he looked at him self and thought, “o god, what the fuck is going on” not that he was complaining, last he remembered he was an overweight, glasses waring, neared but now, now he had the body he dreamed of, the body of a jock. As he examined he new body he found that everything was perfect, as he did this he thought, “wow I’m a perfect example of what a boy should be, why did I say boy? I meant m… Boy… No m…. Shit, I’m a boy, I’m a 27 year old boy, no I’m a boy a good boy, what the fuck is going on?”

The he heard a noise above him and to his right he looked, up and in a tree he saw a man standing there looking at him. The just stained at each other and then he started to move towards the man who started to clime down the tree.

When he reached the tree he looked at the man and blurred out, “how can I serve you sir?”

To which the man almost started to cry, “do you know who you are again?”

"I’m Cody, your… Your sir, my master, my owner… But I don’t remember how I know that or how I got her, or how I got this body… Sir"

"Your here because it’s it’s secluded and safe, you got the body by 5 years of hear work, and I’m not only your master and owner I’m, I was your best friend before you volunteered for this stupid experiment."

"Experiment, sir?"

"You volunteered for a program in mental reprogramming, the goal was to turn you into the perfect soldier, sorry, perfect pice of military hardware with advanced mental capacity. They wanted you unable to question an order but be able to problem solve with in the boundaries of the mission, they striped your humanity, augmented your mind and body. It was war time and the ethical concerns were easily dismissed. You probably wine the war for us, then, one the war ended you were not needed, but they could not just discharge you, you where not human any more. I was, am, you Sargent, I used you risked your life, asked you to commit horrible atrocities, and it was not about to let them terminate you, so I be aged and pleaded, so they let me keep you as long as I controls you. I spent the last 5 years restoring your humanity."

"thank you, sir"

"we’ll at-least we made some progress"

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As he stood in from of the mirror waiting, but not knowing what for, he tried to remember how or why he was here.  He had never even been to this gym before, it was way above his pay grade but when he walked in the guy at the desk greeted him as if had been coming here for years and why did he only pack a jock strap?

Then he felt a hand on his shoulder, it felt amazing, then he heard  a voice, “jock” and the fog lifted , he remembered what this place was, who he was, and who the man was.  “How was your family, did our trick work?”

He just replied, “yes sir, I… I did not even know who you where until…”

"Yes, it’s ok, it’s how it had to be, they just would not understand.  Shall we his the gym?"

"Yes sir"

As he stood in from of the mirror waiting, but not knowing what for, he tried to remember how or why he was here. He had never even been to this gym before, it was way above his pay grade but when he walked in the guy at the desk greeted him as if had been coming here for years and why did he only pack a jock strap?

Then he felt a hand on his shoulder, it felt amazing, then he heard a voice, “jock” and the fog lifted , he remembered what this place was, who he was, and who the man was. “How was your family, did our trick work?”

He just replied, “yes sir, I… I did not even know who you where until…”

"Yes, it’s ok, it’s how it had to be, they just would not understand. Shall we his the gym?"

"Yes sir"

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Willing to take trainees

Hey all,

So recently a follower contacted me asking if I would be willing to train them, they liked the fact that my approach to a coach/jock (use different titles if you want) does not require a sexual component. In the past I had said no, that I was not an owner and referred them to sir jock trainer. However, this jock responded back saying he wanted an owner closer to his own age. So I gave it some thought and I agreed to be his owner and work with him.

So why am I sharing this with you? I’m willing to take one or two more trainee.

I’m willing to work with guys who are 18 or older, have a serious desire to change something about themselves or about there life and are interested in having an owner/coach/whatever help them. I, like any good coach will help you set goals, locate resources to aid you in accomplishing those goals, and hold you accountable for the goals we set. Our relationship will never be sexual, I will never ask for nude photos, or ask you to preform sexual acts for me. I will keep everything we do as confidential as you like and expect you to keep anything I share with you confidential as well. I will not be your personal trainer but I can help you identify an exercise program, developed by one, that works for you. That being said I am no substitute for in person instruction, so if you are not 100% confident in your ability to lift then I will ask that you work with a professional who can teach you how to lift safely.

If you are interested message me and let me know that you are and include an email address. I’ll contact you ASAP and we can get started.

CSJock

It’s funey, year ago he would not have dressed like this, his hair would not have been cut like his, he would have been clean shaven, and much heavier but a year ago he walked into a gym and he meet him that day.  He was running on a treadmill when the man walked up and started talking to him, he introduced himself as one of the personal trainers and ended with the offer for a few free session.

He jumped at the chance to have some free personal training, he did not know any better when the man told him he would give him a week free, during which time he would workout with this every day for an hour.  Those first 5 appointment where heard, he was thought new lifts and every morning he woke up sour.  That Friday the man scheduled him for the hour before the gym closed.  After yet another grueling workout, the man offer to buy him a smoothly so they could talk about his next steps, he knew this was the sails pitch, and he would love to keep working with him but, he had no money.  But there was no sails pitch, just an offer, “I like you, you do what I say when I say it with out complaining.  I have an unusual offer for you…” He paused thinking carefully about what he was about to say, “so, I’m now just a trainer here, I just do that for select people, like you, I’m the owner,” paused again, he jut sat there trying to fifer out what was going on, “your still young and i like to help young boys, like you, relies them seves, to become better then try could become on there own, not just physically, but mentally and in all aspects of there life.” Paused again this time waiting for a response but he just sat there drinking his smoothie, “to do this I have a unique method, the boys I help give me total control over there lives, they come live with me and I help them using my life experiences and resources and they do as I tell them to, would you be interested?”

He just sat there for a few minutes and said, “I’m not gay”

To which the man snapped, “more I am, so glad we got thy cleared up”

"So I do what you ask and I get free room and board, personal training, and life coaching?"

"Ya, pretty much, you’ll work a few hours here too, but for the most part you’ll earn you keep buy being my personal ski stand, cleaning the house, helping me plan events, stuff like that.  O, and I’ll even pay for collage but I pick the major"

Collage, he had never considered collage, in truth the reason why he was working out was so he could go into the military, but that was only so he could go to collage latter.  So all he could say next was “why, why me?”

Don’t know, I have a six seance for this, I know you need this, that there is a great man in there who just needs help coming out, also your willing us to learn over the past week sealed the deal”

"When do i start?"

At that the man smiled, “now” 

The rest of the year was history he was enrolled at the local university and is majoring in physical therapy and getting minors in business, physiology, and physical education.  He has dropped down to 6% body fat and added 20 lbs of mucel.  He holds up his end as does the man, his owner.

It was there one year anniversary and to com orate the man had arranged for him to have some photos taken.  This was one such photo, after the photos where taken the man took him back to the gym, they worked out and the he got smoothies, they sat at the same table and he said, “in 3 years, when you graduate, I’ll be ready to expand, I want you to run my new gym as a partner, now this all assumes you keep doing what I say, but I thought you might like to know where you where headed.”

He hooded and smiled and enjoyed he moment.  He loved his new life and the fact that he would at the very least get to woke with sir even after leaving his service was perfect.  He had found his plce, his home, his purpose.

It’s funey, year ago he would not have dressed like this, his hair would not have been cut like his, he would have been clean shaven, and much heavier but a year ago he walked into a gym and he meet him that day. He was running on a treadmill when the man walked up and started talking to him, he introduced himself as one of the personal trainers and ended with the offer for a few free session.

He jumped at the chance to have some free personal training, he did not know any better when the man told him he would give him a week free, during which time he would workout with this every day for an hour. Those first 5 appointment where heard, he was thought new lifts and every morning he woke up sour. That Friday the man scheduled him for the hour before the gym closed. After yet another grueling workout, the man offer to buy him a smoothly so they could talk about his next steps, he knew this was the sails pitch, and he would love to keep working with him but, he had no money. But there was no sails pitch, just an offer, “I like you, you do what I say when I say it with out complaining. I have an unusual offer for you…” He paused thinking carefully about what he was about to say, “so, I’m now just a trainer here, I just do that for select people, like you, I’m the owner,” paused again, he jut sat there trying to fifer out what was going on, “your still young and i like to help young boys, like you, relies them seves, to become better then try could become on there own, not just physically, but mentally and in all aspects of there life.” Paused again this time waiting for a response but he just sat there drinking his smoothie, “to do this I have a unique method, the boys I help give me total control over there lives, they come live with me and I help them using my life experiences and resources and they do as I tell them to, would you be interested?”

He just sat there for a few minutes and said, “I’m not gay”

To which the man snapped, “more I am, so glad we got thy cleared up”

"So I do what you ask and I get free room and board, personal training, and life coaching?"

"Ya, pretty much, you’ll work a few hours here too, but for the most part you’ll earn you keep buy being my personal ski stand, cleaning the house, helping me plan events, stuff like that. O, and I’ll even pay for collage but I pick the major"

Collage, he had never considered collage, in truth the reason why he was working out was so he could go into the military, but that was only so he could go to collage latter. So all he could say next was “why, why me?”

Don’t know, I have a six seance for this, I know you need this, that there is a great man in there who just needs help coming out, also your willing us to learn over the past week sealed the deal”

"When do i start?"

At that the man smiled, “now”

The rest of the year was history he was enrolled at the local university and is majoring in physical therapy and getting minors in business, physiology, and physical education. He has dropped down to 6% body fat and added 20 lbs of mucel. He holds up his end as does the man, his owner.

It was there one year anniversary and to com orate the man had arranged for him to have some photos taken. This was one such photo, after the photos where taken the man took him back to the gym, they worked out and the he got smoothies, they sat at the same table and he said, “in 3 years, when you graduate, I’ll be ready to expand, I want you to run my new gym as a partner, now this all assumes you keep doing what I say, but I thought you might like to know where you where headed.”

He hooded and smiled and enjoyed he moment. He loved his new life and the fact that he would at the very least get to woke with sir even after leaving his service was perfect. He had found his plce, his home, his purpose.

Reblogged from azjock

He woke up and saw the text from his coach all it read was “how did you sleep? Don’t forget you owe me an update body comp. photo.”

To which he replied, “on its way sir, and I did thank you sir.”  He then sent this photo.

A little bit latter he got another text, “your a good jock, and looking good, I’m very pleased.”

This mad him swell with pride.

He woke up and saw the text from his coach all it read was “how did you sleep? Don’t forget you owe me an update body comp. photo.”

To which he replied, “on its way sir, and I did thank you sir.” He then sent this photo.

A little bit latter he got another text, “your a good jock, and looking good, I’m very pleased.”

This mad him swell with pride.

Reblogged from obeyingisgood

His nickname was hulk, he has anger issues, incredible strength, and was incredibly unintelligent however he had his owner, his coach, he and he alone controlled the beast.  

The truth is he was not always this way, well he always had anger issues, and was never very bright.  However, his owner saw in him what no one else did.  A kid in pain, abused by his hole family.  He was the who called CPS the day after his older brother broke his arm and violated a trust that should never be violated, he was the one who asked the courts to let him stay at the same school, he was the one who offered to take fair do him.  His owner, saved his life, and he would do anything for the man who had shown him so much kindness when the rest of the world was more then willing to ignore his plight.

His owner had insisted he play sports, insisted he get good grades, which for him was passing.  And today, the one the two year anniversary of his adoption his brother called and sir was the one who demanded he not run any more, that he show his brother that he was not a week boy any more but a proudly owned man.  So he walked back into the shit hole to see his brother, they talked and his brother drank and drank then his brothers did exactly what they expected.  He tried to take what he relay wanted, tried to to take his younger brother again, but this time, this time, he brother was the one with the broken jaw, mad wrist.  As he a merged from the house his owner waiting for him all he said was, “he tried again, but this time he failed, we should probably call I had to fight back, I only did as much damage as was necessary.  I tried to resist but he just would not relent so I broke his wrist the he still keeps coming so punched him, sir, he is down”

To which his owner only replied, “good, you did nothing wrong, your gave him a chance,” he called 911, “yes, this coach Barns, I’m at 5428 Wellington Way, we are going to need the police and paramedics, my son was trying to reconcile with his brother over what happened a few years back… Yes that… No no he is fine, his brother is the one that needs help… Yes, I understand we will wait, ” he hung up the phone, “we need to wait for the police, they will take your statement, then we will go get something to eat, deal”

“As long as I get to stay with you sir”

“Good boy”. To this day the hulk has never seen his old family again, he still lives with his owner, he is still the hulk and he is still a proudly owned man.

His nickname was hulk, he has anger issues, incredible strength, and was incredibly unintelligent however he had his owner, his coach, he and he alone controlled the beast.

The truth is he was not always this way, well he always had anger issues, and was never very bright. However, his owner saw in him what no one else did. A kid in pain, abused by his hole family. He was the who called CPS the day after his older brother broke his arm and violated a trust that should never be violated, he was the one who asked the courts to let him stay at the same school, he was the one who offered to take fair do him. His owner, saved his life, and he would do anything for the man who had shown him so much kindness when the rest of the world was more then willing to ignore his plight.

His owner had insisted he play sports, insisted he get good grades, which for him was passing. And today, the one the two year anniversary of his adoption his brother called and sir was the one who demanded he not run any more, that he show his brother that he was not a week boy any more but a proudly owned man. So he walked back into the shit hole to see his brother, they talked and his brother drank and drank then his brothers did exactly what they expected. He tried to take what he relay wanted, tried to to take his younger brother again, but this time, this time, he brother was the one with the broken jaw, mad wrist. As he a merged from the house his owner waiting for him all he said was, “he tried again, but this time he failed, we should probably call I had to fight back, I only did as much damage as was necessary. I tried to resist but he just would not relent so I broke his wrist the he still keeps coming so punched him, sir, he is down” To which his owner only replied, “good, you did nothing wrong, your gave him a chance,” he called 911, “yes, this coach Barns, I’m at 5428 Wellington Way, we are going to need the police and paramedics, my son was trying to reconcile with his brother over what happened a few years back… Yes that… No no he is fine, his brother is the one that needs help… Yes, I understand we will wait, ” he hung up the phone, “we need to wait for the police, they will take your statement, then we will go get something to eat, deal” “As long as I get to stay with you sir” “Good boy”. To this day the hulk has never seen his old family again, he still lives with his owner, he is still the hulk and he is still a proudly owned man.

Reblogged from marinebuzz

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He had been fully owned since he tuned 18, we’ll fully owned.

His freshman year of high school he meet the man who would become his owner, it was the end of football season when the man cornered him after practice, pining him agents his locker, looked him in the eyes and asked, “Where where you for the wrestling team meeting?”

He responded that he did not wrestle.  To which the man plainly stated “you do now, go see coach James, I have plans for you, big plans.”  The man then released him and walked comply away.  He had never considered wersling, but he had nothing better to do, and he felt compelled to obey.  

He signed up for wrestling, and the next day he was again visited by the man but this time was different, he simply said, “I sorry for scaring you yesterday, wait for me, we need to talk.”  Again, he felt compelled to obey.

He waited, not long, and soon everyone had left.  Then the man appeared again, “hey Cody, I’m Ryan”

"I know, your only the football, wersling and track captain, one of if not they most popular guy here…"

"Still, it’s good to meet you… So, sorry about yesterday, I had to make sure you had what it takes, you do… If you want, I’ll train you over the course of this year, teach you everything I know, help you get stronger, cut weight, how to be popular…"

"I sense a but coming, and why…"

"But, to do that you’ll need to give me total control, you’ll hangout with who I say when I say, you’ll do exactly what I tell you with out question, I will own you.  As for why you, because I chose you"

He agreed and Ryan did as he promised, his senior year he followed Ryan’s spinal order and trained a freeman himself, thus the tradition continued.  However what he had not expected was a full ride scholarship to the same school Ryan was now a grad student at, nor did he expect the phone call from Ryan ordering him to take it.  Ryan had called once in a while to see who he was doing nut this was the first order since Ryan graduated, he still obeyed.  

When he showed up, his roommate never showed, so he had a single room right next to the RAs room, to his surprise Ryan was his RA.  That night Ryan made it clear that he wanted to continue his training, but this time it would be for life, he would be an owned jock for ever.  He accepted with excitement and joy, he had enjoyed being owned his freshman year, it was the only time he had felt at piece, like he had a home, and now he was home again.  

A few months latter Ryan asked if he was sure he wanted this, to which he said yes, so Ryan took him to a tattoo shop and said, if your going to be mine, I suppose i should mark you as such.  He had picked out 3 tattoos all with significant meaning.  Now he always felt owned,  and he would not have it any other way.

He had been fully owned since he tuned 18, we’ll fully owned.

His freshman year of high school he meet the man who would become his owner, it was the end of football season when the man cornered him after practice, pining him agents his locker, looked him in the eyes and asked, “Where where you for the wrestling team meeting?”

He responded that he did not wrestle. To which the man plainly stated “you do now, go see coach James, I have plans for you, big plans.” The man then released him and walked comply away. He had never considered wersling, but he had nothing better to do, and he felt compelled to obey.

He signed up for wrestling, and the next day he was again visited by the man but this time was different, he simply said, “I sorry for scaring you yesterday, wait for me, we need to talk.” Again, he felt compelled to obey.

He waited, not long, and soon everyone had left. Then the man appeared again, “hey Cody, I’m Ryan”

"I know, your only the football, wersling and track captain, one of if not they most popular guy here…"

"Still, it’s good to meet you… So, sorry about yesterday, I had to make sure you had what it takes, you do… If you want, I’ll train you over the course of this year, teach you everything I know, help you get stronger, cut weight, how to be popular…"

"I sense a but coming, and why…"

"But, to do that you’ll need to give me total control, you’ll hangout with who I say when I say, you’ll do exactly what I tell you with out question, I will own you. As for why you, because I chose you"

He agreed and Ryan did as he promised, his senior year he followed Ryan’s spinal order and trained a freeman himself, thus the tradition continued. However what he had not expected was a full ride scholarship to the same school Ryan was now a grad student at, nor did he expect the phone call from Ryan ordering him to take it. Ryan had called once in a while to see who he was doing nut this was the first order since Ryan graduated, he still obeyed.

When he showed up, his roommate never showed, so he had a single room right next to the RAs room, to his surprise Ryan was his RA. That night Ryan made it clear that he wanted to continue his training, but this time it would be for life, he would be an owned jock for ever. He accepted with excitement and joy, he had enjoyed being owned his freshman year, it was the only time he had felt at piece, like he had a home, and now he was home again.

A few months latter Ryan asked if he was sure he wanted this, to which he said yes, so Ryan took him to a tattoo shop and said, if your going to be mine, I suppose i should mark you as such. He had picked out 3 tattoos all with significant meaning. Now he always felt owned, and he would not have it any other way.

Reblogged from hotstudpix

He had done well, the one in the middle, he gave the playlist to his two buds, warning the, of the side effects, and they both still listened to it.  When one said “we should take a photo relay quick, just so we can see if we’re making progress and send it to… To coach?,” he knew he had them, his workout partners would soon be owned just like him and all of them would all be better for it.

He had done well, the one in the middle, he gave the playlist to his two buds, warning the, of the side effects, and they both still listened to it. When one said “we should take a photo relay quick, just so we can see if we’re making progress and send it to… To coach?,” he knew he had them, his workout partners would soon be owned just like him and all of them would all be better for it.

Reblogged from male-gymspiration

James, the one on the left, meet Ryan at the begging of the year.  James was a  graduate assistant and worked with the football team Ryan was one of the guys the football team employed to live with and tooter the athlete.  However, Ryan was an athlete in his own right and when they meet there was a connection.  It started with James programming Ryan’s workouts and nutrition like he did for the other athletes and then they started to spend more time together.  One thing led to another and soon James released that he had turned Ryan in to an owned jock.

Ryan had owned other jocks in the past, usually ones who could not handle being on there own, the ones that needed direction and discipline.  However, he was usually intentional in his recruitment.  This was the first time it had just happened. 

Ryan did everything for James, anything to help, but it was more then that, the way he looked at James and how he healed his breath waiting for James to tell him he was making progress.  So he confronted Ryan about it, with the intention of apologizing and ending the relationship, but when he told Ryan, Ryan just looked at him and said, “and, like I did not know what I was doing… I am, and if you will have me, continue to be yours…”

James was taken back by is, but agreed to continue to train Ryan, and James continued to serve James.  Spring break came and James and Ryan headed up to the mountain. It was a scullers spot and as soon as they arrived Ryan removed his clothing, to which James said, “you don’t…”

" does it not pleas you?"

"No but…"

"It’s not a problem, if it makes you happy…"

James then removed his clothing, to which Ryan continued, “you don’t need to do that, you…”

"Ryan, that is why we are here, my… My owner will be here soon, he is excited to meet you… To see how well I have trained you… Your not upset are you?

"With a hand on his hip he looked up and just said,"I’m yours, and if your someone’s then I’ll do as you ask"

A car started to pull up the drive way, “that is him, you serve me by serving him, just don’t forget your mine and I’m his, understand.”

“Yes sir,” he said with a smile, this was going to be a fun spring break.

James, the one on the left, meet Ryan at the begging of the year. James was a graduate assistant and worked with the football team Ryan was one of the guys the football team employed to live with and tooter the athlete. However, Ryan was an athlete in his own right and when they meet there was a connection. It started with James programming Ryan’s workouts and nutrition like he did for the other athletes and then they started to spend more time together. One thing led to another and soon James released that he had turned Ryan in to an owned jock.

Ryan had owned other jocks in the past, usually ones who could not handle being on there own, the ones that needed direction and discipline. However, he was usually intentional in his recruitment. This was the first time it had just happened.

Ryan did everything for James, anything to help, but it was more then that, the way he looked at James and how he healed his breath waiting for James to tell him he was making progress. So he confronted Ryan about it, with the intention of apologizing and ending the relationship, but when he told Ryan, Ryan just looked at him and said, “and, like I did not know what I was doing… I am, and if you will have me, continue to be yours…”

James was taken back by is, but agreed to continue to train Ryan, and James continued to serve James. Spring break came and James and Ryan headed up to the mountain. It was a scullers spot and as soon as they arrived Ryan removed his clothing, to which James said, “you don’t…”

" does it not pleas you?"

"No but…"

"It’s not a problem, if it makes you happy…"

James then removed his clothing, to which Ryan continued, “you don’t need to do that, you…”

"Ryan, that is why we are here, my… My owner will be here soon, he is excited to meet you… To see how well I have trained you… Your not upset are you?

"With a hand on his hip he looked up and just said,"I’m yours, and if your someone’s then I’ll do as you ask"

A car started to pull up the drive way, “that is him, you serve me by serving him, just don’t forget your mine and I’m his, understand.”

“Yes sir,” he said with a smile, this was going to be a fun spring break.

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He did not understand why the school wanted photos of him, but he was on the short list for a scholarship so whatever.   However, the photos had noting to do with the school they were for him, the dean of the school behind the school.  He had many names, master, coach, sir, it did not matter his students grew up to be senators, professional athlete, CEOs, and other various forms of power full men.  Soon he will meet the man and will start his education, he will not refuse, he will not object, he will agree to everything the man wants him to do and in return the man will help him become what he wants, what he needs, what he was born to become. In his case an nfl running back and once that part of his life is over he will return to the man who will help him find his way on the next part of his journey, for he is owned, he just has not meet his owner yet

He did not understand why the school wanted photos of him, but he was on the short list for a scholarship so whatever. However, the photos had noting to do with the school they were for him, the dean of the school behind the school. He had many names, master, coach, sir, it did not matter his students grew up to be senators, professional athlete, CEOs, and other various forms of power full men. Soon he will meet the man and will start his education, he will not refuse, he will not object, he will agree to everything the man wants him to do and in return the man will help him become what he wants, what he needs, what he was born to become. In his case an nfl running back and once that part of his life is over he will return to the man who will help him find his way on the next part of his journey, for he is owned, he just has not meet his owner yet

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