Doug had been caught off guard when the TV show he’d been watching was suddenly replaced with the most mesmerising spiral. Unable to bring himself to look away from it, Doug found himself becoming more and more dazed, his awareness of himself and his surroundings growing increasingly distant until the only thing he was aware of was the swirling pattern that dominated his vision.
‘You’re getting horny, Doug…’ A voice from the TV suddenly spoke and Doug felt his cock quickly harden in his jeans.
‘Mmm…’ He moaned and squirmed erotically in his seat, his cock a hard outline against his pants but otherwise not looking away from the spiral.
An hour later and Doug was shirtless, his pants were open and he was stroking his cock to the commanding vortex on the TV that had reduced his mind to a mushy pulp and rebuilt it into something more becoming of simple-minded sex-slave.
‘You may come, Doug…’ The voice commanded and Doug moaned, his glazed over eyes widening as his back arched and he bucked and sprayed his pent-up load all over his torso.
‘Ugh…’ Doug groaned stupidly as the spiral slowly vanished from the TV and he came down from his orgasmic high and his thoughts began to return, different now…changed.
Mouth drooling stupidly and his still-hard cock sticking out of his jeans and leaking strings of come, Doug rose from his chair. He was a slave now he knew. And apart from giving his mind and body over to the needs of his new masters – the ones who had broadcast the spiral into his TV – his job was to recruit new slaves for their use. Thanks to his programming Doug knew that a slew of devices to override TV signals would be soon mailed to his house and he already a list of neighbours in mind that would satisfy his new owners immensely…