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Engineering the Slave

I have a few things that I am working on in order to be a better slave to my Masters. Through Their mentorship, I will be molded into the slave that They will be proud to own. I will be shaped into the perfect slave for Them. This is just as important a piece of training as slave positions, protocols, and sexual service. It is the breaking down of who I once was and the reshaping into Their vision of a useful piece of slave property.
I am now on a strict nutrition plan and workout schedule. I am also taking time to study skills that will help me serve in Their business, like Photoshop and Marketing. I've already mentioned studying massage. I found some great courses online that I am taking for the various skills.
I'm also a big believer in hypnosis and subliminal messaging so I've been using a workout recovery and muscle growth hypno file at night when I am sleeping at home and not in my Masters' cell.  I'd like to find more like that. Perhaps I'll find one that will make me crave the gym more. I really want to be a muscle boy trophy slave for my Owners one day. I can do it, I just need that discipline. And, of course, the motivation of being owned by two incredibly sexy Masters really helps out a lot!


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