Marco hung up the phone a few minutes latter, it took some time to convince Strakes that he did indeed have a meeting with Donahue. “He will be out in a few minutes, would you care to sit Mr. Donahue?” “Thank you Marco and yes I will have a seat and please bring me some coffee too,” as he looked at Don. Don was a little harder to “will” so Dylan wanted to focus on him a bit to see how hard it would to break him in. Don just looked at Dylan with a blank space in his eyes while garbling to himself, “WTF,” “I don’t even make my own coffee at home my wife does.” “Well Don,” as Dylan looked harder into Dons mind and “will,” “for now on this will be your new job than, now go make me coffee and the two words I want to hear from you next is”, “yes sir.” You can see Dons struggle with it as he wrestled with his own “will,” but in the end he stood up with a bead of sweat on his forehead and said “Yes, Sir.” “Good boy Don,” “you liked being called boy is that right Don?” “Yes sir” replied Don half battling with himself.

Dylan than took a seat near Strakes office and was happy that so far everything was going as he wanted it to but he was beginning feel a bit tired and queasy, he had after all spent most of his morning convincing Strakes all male security team that he was the one they will now obey, it was his only way up to the thirty third floor where Strakes office was, this kind of dedication and power would drain any man, though for Dylan, he knew what was ahead of him and has been training for this for the last ten years for this kind of dedication to his power, but one wrong slip and it could come all crashing down on him in a minute, controlling the “will” of this many men at one time does have a price but Dylan wasn’t ready to pay that price, not yet, it took him some time and lots of training to get him to where he’s at now and he was not willing to stop here. Strakes had a good security team but none that had the “will” to stop Dylan, Dylan had taken that from them.

As Dylan sat he started wondering where his extreme suit fetish and the desire to sleep and control one of the most powerful suits in the world had came from. He didn’t have to dig deep, he knew the answer, his dads buddies, Dylan’s dad aside from being a user and abuser was a a pretty good business man himself, it was the only thing his dad did good in and that was making sure the family had money, but it still did not make up for years of abuse Dylan had received from him until the day Dylan turned the tables on his dad and took his “will.” Once Dylan accomplished having his dads full “will” he had his dad divorce his mom and pay her enough alimony so she could live the life she deserves to live, so Dylan’s mom moved across the country back to California. Dylan stayed on with his dad in New York city, he figured it would be safer for his mom if he kept a close eye on his dad.

Eight years in the past…

Dylan’s dad and coworkers have become Dylan’s play things. Most of them where middle age, in good shape married with children. They all had something in common with Dylan’s dad, they all wore suits, and this is how Dylan’s suit fetish began. He loved how powerful his dad and buddies looked when they were suited up, especially on days when everything was going their way and stocks where up! Dylan’s dad worked on Wall Street and this is where Dylan learned why his dad was so miserable all these years, Dylan’s dad, James, was at the top of his game once and was sought after for his wits, but Wall Street some how broken his dad through the years and some of his Wall Street buddies as well. Still making them not only hot and good looking straight men but easy target practice for Dylan’s powers.

Dylan spent many nights with his dad and buddies from work, teaching himself how to use his and hone his powers on them. His dad and buddies were easy enough to manage once Dylan learned how to manage his own power. It took Dylan a few years to master this many men at one time, he started with his dad, than eventually he would have his dad invite one buddy over at a time so Dylan can work his “will” on them, eventually able to master his dad and five work buddies was Dylan’s goal, which he achieved within few years. He also had them change what they wore for him, Dylan had his dad and five buddies all wore dark suits, navy blue or black, lighter colors in the spring and summer time, always with white pressed french cuff shirts and all of them wore stripe ties, for some reason Dylan had a fancy for stripe ties and this was his “will” on them.

Dylan also had “will” his dad to check in with Dylan every night at five o’clock from work, to see if he would be needing his work buddies over or not, this was Dylan’s “will” on his dad too. Dylan would decide at that moment when his dad called to check in if it would be happy hour at the Donahue’s or not depending on Dylan’s mood and how horny he was, and what kind of training Dylan’s powers needed. Sometimes Dylan would have his dad to himself to train his powers on and other nights dads buddies would be there to watch Dylan fuck each of his dads buddies as Dylan’s dad and buddies watched on, enjoying the show but not really sure why they were enjoying it. Dylan left a little “will” in all of them, especially his dad, so they would know just enough that what they were doing felt wrong to them and though they had just enough “will” to say no, thats as far as Dylan would allow their “wills” to go. He wanted them to know that they were perverted straight men forced to something they did not want to do but yet did not have the “will” to stop themselves. Dylan took that from them and that got him hard!!

Playing with Wall street executives for this long has just wet Dylan’s appetite to play with a more powerful suit type but it wasn’t till one day when Dylan’s dad and buddies where over for Dylan to control and play with did Dylan discover who would be his ultimate take over of “will” would be, and that would be Richard Strakes! It was during one evening when Dylan had his dad and buddies over to watch a baseball game, having the dads buddies take turns blowing Dylan during the game, for Dylan enjoyed watching the baseball players in their tight fitting uniforms that made their bulges and ass look even more delicious to slap and bite on, just got Dylan horny and he needed release! Dads buds would spend three minutes each on Dylan’s long and thick cock, standing in line waiting to take their turn getting on their knees and blow Dylan, again they only had three minute to blow Dylan, than dads bud would return to the back of the line suited and geared, waiting to blow Dylan again for three more minutes. He kept this up sometimes for the whole game and while dads buddies couldn’t stop themselves from serving Dylan, they would become very tired making it easier for Dylan to bend their “Will,” even further and harder for them to stop themselves! Making them bigger and easier whores than they wished to be!

On certain game nights, Dylan would “will” his dads buddies to wear certain athletic gear. When it was baseball season, he had them wear cock rings and ball stretchers under a cup, under a pair of white, used jocks, jocks that each of the dads buddies would pee on and never wash. Dylan like the idea of this hidden dirtiness under a clean and polished suit look. Depending on what teams where hot that season did the stripes on the ties match, Dylan liked the Giants, so with that – the dads buds would wear orange and black stripe ties. Some times Dylan would have the guys wear their under gear all day at work or when dads buds arrived for the evenings festivities, he would “Will” his dad to redress the guys one at time, in front of Dylan. Dylan enjoyed watching the men in front of him all being “willed” at the same time and being forced to redress at his whim! Dylan’s dad would help in that, he would first replace their ties with the team colors, than get on his knees and start removing there shoes one at a time, than their slacks, than refit them into their sports gear, that is cocking, ball stretcher, dirty jock and cup, put their slacks back on and their shoes…

As Dylan’s dads buddies took their turns with Dylan, each waiting their turn in three minute intervals to blow Dylan, Dylan would watch the game. It was easy keeping his dick hard between watching the ball players and the suited men who were taking their turns blowing him. After some time of this role play, Dylan noticed during the game that they kept panning to a gentlemen in a navy blue suit, navy blue and black striped tie, white dress shirt, Darkish hair parted to the side with some pepper coloring to it, extremely masculine looking sitting in the bleachers. Dylan turned to ask his dads buds who where waiting in line, if they “knew who the guy was that the cams keep panning too?” “Thats Richard Strakes, one of the most influential men in the world, he owns an investment firm in New York City near Wall Street,” mumbled tiredly one of dads buds.

“Richard Strakes” Dylan thought to himself, was the hottest suited guy he’s ever laid eyes on, and wanted to know more about this Strakes guy. And so began Dylan’s obsession with Richard Strakes and from that moment on, Dylan refocused his thoughts on how he would get the most hottest, suited, rugged – most powerful guy in the world to give his “will” to Dylan. Dylan couldn’t wait to start his research on this Strakes guy, and what would be needed to own and dominate the most powerful man on Wall Street, Richard Strakes!!

To Be continued…

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