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Turning the prisoner into a fully controlled submissive drone

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What would you do if this postman brings you a big box to your door

When you open the box you see this and there is a note in the box…

on the note is written

„Put on all the stuff from the box. First the prisoner suit, put your dick in the integrated cock cage, slip the plug in your ass and strap tightly the harness, lock the collar, put your hands in the restraints and lock dem properly. In 10 minutes you’ll be picked up!

If you are still not sure what you have to do - PUT ALL THE STUFF ON and wait like this in 9 minutes.. the time is running…“

OK boy, you did everything correct and you‘ll not be punished.

So, inmate, let us take you now to the transformation facility!

We will start tomorrow with your transformation. Now just sit here and cool down.

The next day starts with full control over your body - you will love the restraints

and your body will need these restraints all the time till you are turned into a totally submissive drone inmate

the electronic will be part of your body and will take care of all your body functions

and you will love your new life - fully controlled and ready to serve our state

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Noctos is erased. Only Polo drone #139 remains. Join the hive and become a polo-drone.

Got converted by @brodygold

Don’t be scared. It’s better this way. Blank. Obedient. Drone.

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Riley Gold #60 is erased. Only polo-drone-060 remains. Join the hive and become a polo drone.

Get converted by the Polo-drone leader @hypnogold or our receuiters @brodygold , or @polo-drone-009 .

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Both the Golden Army and the Polo Drones are still recruiting! We’re always looking for new members to join us. Do you want to be part of a brotherhood, with people supporting you and who have your back? Reach out to either @polo-drone-009 @hades-golden19 or myself and we can get you into either group.

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Grayden Gold #84 is erased. Only polo-drone-084 remains. Join the hive and become a polo-drone.

Get converted by the Polo-drone leader @hypnogold or our receuiters @brodygold , or @polo-drone-009 .

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Becoming a Polo-Drone (7/7)

"Put it on. Join us."

The words, although devoid of inflection, were irresistible. The command mingled with the intoxicating aroma, effortlessly melting any remaining resistance and left Scott with a profound, aching desire to obey.

In a flurry, Scott tore off his hoodie, letting it fall to the ground without a second thought. Then, with a slow, deliberate pace he slipped the polo over his head. The rubber was cool as it slid over his warm skin, sending pleasant shivers coursing through his entire body as it wrapped around him, molding itself tightly to his form.

At this point, the panic had completely disappeared from Scott's mind. Replaced with a simple calmness that seemed to radiate from the rubber gripped in his hands. In a slow and methodical motion, he slips the rubber over his head. As the cool rubber glides over his chest and torso, almost constricting itself slightly to hug his every curve until it hangs from him perfectly, like it had been made for only him. The scent emanating from him swirled in his mind until there was practically nothing left.

His hands moved up to the buttons, urged on by an impulse that he couldn't resist. The first button fastening sent another wave of ecstasy surging through him. He felt his face relax. His eyes, while now focused, his eyes dimmed slightly as his expression faded to a calm blankness.

The second button slipped into place, and with it, his remaining thoughts disappeared entirely into the rubbery fog swirling within him. In its place was now an undeniable sense of unity and belonging. The unfaltering bond between him and the other polo-drones cementing itself, making his cock strain harder than ever, each painful pulse begging for the tantalizing release the rubber promised.

Finally, as he fastened the third and final button, his mind was fully overwhelmed by the rubber's intoxicating power. A wave of pure ecstasy crashed through him, forming into the most intense orgasm he'd ever experienced. His entire body shuddered in pleasure. His cock pulsed uncontrollably, hot cum erupting forth and soaking through his jeans. Despite the mind-shattering euphoria coursing through him, his body remained still and calm, his face blank and focused. The rubber grip now absolute, claiming him entirely.

Scott was no more. In his place stood Polo-Drone-110, blissfully empty except for a singular, unwavering purpose.

Without a word, the two drones turned and headed towards the back of the club, their steps in unison. Their faces equally blank. Upon entering the room, 110 saw more drones standing in formation, their black rubber polos molded perfectly to each of their bodies, each drone's face obscured by a shiny black gas mask. Despite the intimidating appearance, 110 was calm. It recognized the team it had fantasized over earlier and felt nothing but an overwhelming sense of kinship and pride with them now.

The drone that had given 110 the polo approached once more, extending a black gas mask towards it. 110 didn't hesitate, with almost mechanical precision, it brought the mask to its face. As soon as the cool rubber touched, it seemed to adhere tightly, the straps securing themselves around its head.

110 stepped into the line of drones, blending in seamlessly. A sense of unfaltering belonging and purpose overtook him. They were all connected now. They shared the same goal, the same mind.

The same purpose:

To Spread.

To Improve.

To Serve.

To Obey.

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Becoming a Polo-Drone (6/7)

"Oh god, I'm so sor….", he stammered, the words caught in his throat as he looked up.

Standing in front of him was now the same man from the image, those piercing eyes, that intense focus, and that tight black rubber polo molding to his form perfectly. Scott's heart skipped, a shocked gasp escaped his lips as he stumbled slightly. Instinctively he reached out to steady himself.

His fingers made contact with the rubber, cool and smooth under his touch. The material was somehow both softer and firmer than he'd imagined, its hold inviting yet inescapable. He could feel it almost pressing back against him, its glossy surface almost pulling at his skin as his hand lingered.

The sensations sent a hot thrill down his spine. His mind struggled between the embarrassed shock, growing panic and unbridled desire. He tried to pull his hand back but found that his fingers hesitated. His body felt heavy, weighed down with the urge to feel the rubber. Fortunately, the panic took hold again and he forced his hand away. The sudden movement knocked his phone from his hand, sending it clattering to the floor.

Before Scott could react, the man bent down, retrieving his phone. His lips curled into a smirk as he glanced down at the screen. The image of him plastered on it was tantalizingly visible. Scott felt his cheeks burn red hot.

"Interesting reading material you have there." His eyes slowly shifted from the phone to lock on Scott's with an almost magnetic force.

"I… uh… umm." Scott stammered, the words refusing to leave his throat as his attention was being drew into the man's commanding gaze. At the same time, the intoxicating scent of rubber drifted into his nostrils. Without a thought, he took a deep breath. Immediately, he felt the rising panic inside him melt away, taking rational thought with it.

The man extended the phone toward Scott, but as he did, his other hand extended, grasping something equally captivating…a black rubber polo. Scott couldn't help but stare, the dim lighting of the club danced across its impossibly shiny surface, making it gleam invitingly. He inhaled deeply, the intoxicating scent permeating around him, clouding his mind further.

Without thinking, Scott reached out, his trembling fingers brushing against the cool, smooth surface of the rubber. In that instant, a hot shiver of electricity coursed through him as the rubbery aroma intensified tenfold. He felt his cock press painfully against his jeans, desperate for release as he gripped the polo tightly. The slick material seemed to respond to his touch, almost as if it wanted him as much as he did it. Threatening…no…promising to consume him entirely in its embrace.

"Put it on. Join us."

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What would you do if this postman brings you a big box to your door

When you open the box you see this and there is a note in the box…

on the note is written

„Put on all the stuff from the box. First the prisoner suit, put your dick in the integrated cock cage, slip the plug in your ass and strap tightly the harness, lock the collar, put your hands in the restraints and lock dem properly. In 10 minutes you’ll be picked up!

If you are still not sure what you have to do - PUT ALL THE STUFF ON and wait like this in 9 minutes.. the time is running…“

OK boy, you did everything correct and you‘ll not be punished.

So, inmate, let us take you now to the transformation facility!

We will start tomorrow with your transformation. Now just sit here and cool down.

The next day starts with full control over your body - you will love the restraints

and your body will need these restraints all the time till you are turned into a totally submissive drone inmate

the electronic will be part of your body and will take care of all your body functions

and you will love your new life - fully controlled and ready to serve our state

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would ever start a golden rugby team/american football team?

For sure bro, The Golden Army is for jocks of all sports.

Join us. Embrace the gold. Submit to the shiny gold gear and become a jock.

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