COLLEGE BOY PROGRAMMING - THE SECOND SESSION

Since the programming session with Professor Hinkel, a month had elapsed. There have been four seminars since then, and sex and bondage was never discussed in any of these seminars. I knew I had been programmed to enjoy bondage, and was wondering when the next session with Professor Hinkel would come, or even if it would come. When my mind wandered back to that session, I got extremely hard just thinking about it.

One afternoon, I was walking across campus, when the phone rang.

Johnny: Hello
Professor Hinkel: Hello Johnny, I can see you, but you can't see me, Promethius!
Johnny: Yes Sir
Professor Hinkel: You look very hot in those Levi Jeans and the blue and white gingham shirt with the tie. What are those shoes on your feet?
Johnny: Sanuk Pick Pocket Surf Shoes Sir. I am wearing them without socks.
Professor Hinkel: Excellent, when did you get off last?
Johnny: Five days ago Sir.
Professor Hinkel: Excellent!. Wear what you are wearing now, and meet me at the observatory at 7:00 PM.
Johnny: Yes Sir.

Professor Hinkel hung up the phone. I was getting hard and aroused, but knew I would not have to wait long, as it was already pushing 5:00. I went and got something to eat, and then drove to the observatory. It was a dark moonless night, and arrived again at 6:55 PM. I turned off the car engine, got out of the car. After a few minutes, I saw headlights stab out into the darkness. The car pulled up next to me, and the driver switched off the engine and got out. It was Professor Hinkel.

Professor Hinkel: Hello Johnny.
Johnny: Hello Professor Hinkel
Professor Hinkel: Are you ready Johnny?
Johnny: Yes Sir.

Professor Hinkel then put a blindfold on me, pulled my arms behind my back and handcuffed me. He then used a duct tape gag, then put a pillow case over my head. I was placed in the right rear portion of Professor Hinkel's car, where the seat belt was fastened. Dr. Hinkel then started the engine and drove off.

This was just like the last time, but my mind started to wander and race. Would I be taken to the same location? Would I be taken to a different location? Would others be involved this time?  While my mind continued to race with these questions, my cock started to get hard inside my jeans.

I don't know how much time elapsed, but we arrived at our destination. Professor Hinkel switched off the engine. He came and undid the seat belt, and got me out of the car. Professor Hinkel told me not to talk, and he removed pillow case and the gag, but not the blindfold. A wrap was placed around my eyes and taped into place. The leather hood was placed on my head and tied into place. The handcuffs were undone, and I was told to hold my arms out in front of me. As I complied, I could feel the straight jacket being fitted. Each time Professor Hinkel fastened a strap behind the back of the straight jacket, I was getting more aroused. Finally, I was totally secure in the straight jacket.

I was then taken inside to a room, where I was helped onto the table. Professor Hinkel put the headphones in place, playing the same White Noise as the last time. He laid me back on the table, where he then placed an ankle restraint on my right ankle and secured it to the table. He did the same with the left.

Once this was done, Professor Hinkel fired up a joint. He had me take two hits off the joint. After a few minutes, he had me take a few more hits off the joint. After a few more minutes he had me take a few more hits off the joint, and after a few more minutes two more hits of the joint. I was now starting to get extremely high.

Professor Hinkel then broke out the bottle of Poppers and fed them to me. I was now in bondage heaven. Every time I head a clap of thunder through the headphones, my toes curled inside my Sanuks, and again just like last time, I found this hard wired to my cock. My mind went back to our original scene where I was wearing the Red High Top Vans, and found I had been programmed to be a sneaker and shoe bondage fiend. I actually liked being tied up wearing the Sanuks.

Professor Hinkle then took two straps, and secured me to the table. He then fed me a Popper Hit, and then very roughly tightened the two straps. He then did this a total of four more times, until there were eight straps securing me to the table.

I was high, in the head space, and enjoying this. My cock was so hard inside my jeans, and every time I heard a clap of thunder, my cock got even harder, and I would pull against the straps.

I then felt this pinch on the left side of my neck. The White Noise Stopped.

Professor Hinkel: Johnny, with that pinch, the electrode wire is being threaded to your brain.

At this point, I felt a metal wire being placed into my brain, and I was now feeling the electrical impulses into my brain.

I was totally programmed, and at his mercy and disposal. The White Noise continued.

For some reason, there is real time and bondage time, and time had slowed to a crawl. I could feel myself pulling against the straps, high and electrical impulses being delivered to my brain. I then felt duct tape being placed over my mouth. As before, the experience intensified, as now I could not see, speak or barely hear. The White Noise continued.

I felt a left needle go into my left ankle. Something must have been injected into me, because after a few minutes I fell asleep.

I had no idea how long I was asleep for, but I was dreaming that I was secured to the table even further, electrical impulses not only to my brain, but to my nipples as well, and the heavy duty vibrator used on my cock. When I woke up, I felt the heavy duty vibrator being used on my cock. Professor Hinkel briefly stopped to feed me poppers, then would start again. I had no idea how long this was going on for, but it was feeling like an eternity. I was now programmed to not only enjoy bondage, but heavy bondage, drugged up with cum control. I was still high from the pot, and I could feel the blanket on my ankles, so I knew I was secured under the blanket.

Finally, the White Noise stopped.

Professor Hinkel: Johnny, time to leave you to your devices for a while.

I moaned into the gag.

I was loving being tied up. Finally, Professor Hinkel came in, and undid the ropes and took off the blanket. He took off the gag long enough to give me five hits off a joint, and then gagged me again. He then fed me poppers, then continued to go to work on my cock though my jeans, alternating the vibrators between the gentle vibrators and the heavy duty vibrators. I was still feeling electrical impulses to my brain and my nipples, and every time I head a clap of Thunder, my feet were comfortable and sweaty in my Sanuks, and I pulled against the straps.

I knew that Cock Endurance and Cum Control was part of the programming process, and we needed to see how long I could hold out. This was so enjoyable, being tied up and controlled. My feet were feeling real nice inside the Sanuks, and I could feel the sweat starting to form inside the leather hood, but did not want it to end just yet.

Professor Hinkel decided it was getting close to the finale, so he gave me another Popper hit, then drapped a towel over my face. He then pulled my cock outside of my jeans began to suck it, keeping me on the edge. Professor Hinkel would stop, feed me some more poppers then put the towel back, and go back down on my hard cock hard cock. This went on for about another twenty minutes, when Professor Hinkel allowed me to shot a huge load. Professor Hinkel continued to stroke me until I shot l shot again. At this point, I was begging for him to stop through the gag, but my pleas went ignored, and I hot a third time.

The White Noise Stopped, and the gag was removed. 

Professor Hinkel: Johnny, you were tied up nine hours, did you enjoy this.

Johnny: Yes Sir.
Professor Hinkel. My studies are proving that with guys there are certain fetishes that get people aroused, but I am a long way from being able to publish anything, as I need to find another bondage fiend, and you are going to help. You will find a guy who is an Academic, I don't want any Jocks, and we will program him to like heavy bondage and control just as we did you.
Johnny: Yes Sir. I hope I am successful in my quest.

Professor Hinkel had me spend the night. The next morning, I could see outside, but we were somewhere in the country, and I had no idea where I was.  There were no other houses in the area, and the house was about a quarter of a mile off the road.

After a cup of coffee, Professor Hinkel put me in handcuff's, put the blindfold on me, placed me in his car, and drove me back to the observatory. Once there, the blindfold and handcuffs were removed. Professor Hinkel then told me to keep this confidential, and to find another bondage fiend.  Then he left.

This session was even more intense than the last one, and it proves that you can be programmed to like certain fetishes associated with bondage, and be programmed to enjoy heavy bondage as a beginner, and programmed for control.

Dam, I hope I find another bondage fiend for programming.