Defender #20 for the Golden Team. also known as Elijah or Eli. proud follower and bro to Emir Ezan and good boy to Sir PDU-001
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Steve loved his boyfriend and was ready to move in with him. His boyfriend is a traditional man and had traditional expectations. Upon moving in he would have to change many things.
First and foremost, he was going to be caged, always. They have played with it before, but this time, it's going on and staying there. His boyfriend has taken the key and put it somewhere Steve will never find it. Also, Steve serves at the pleasure of his boyfriend, and if he failed to meet these expectations, he could expect a harsh spanking, writing lines, and perhaps being sent to bed without dinner.
Thing number two is that Steve's boyfriend is deciding what gets moved into his house. Steve isn't getting to bring much. Certainly none of his old clothes or loud artwork.
Number three is that Steve's will need to abide by a new dress code. All day everyday he will need to be in a shirt and tie, with neat gelled hair, and be clean shaven, at the very minimum. Even if he is just sitting at home alone, he needs to dress properly.
Fourth, he needed to understand that he is to serve the man of the house, his boyfriend. Steve still had his job, and that money is for his boyfriend to control. His boyfriend will be making any financial decisions for them now on. When getting home, Steve would be responsible for cooking, cleaning, and anything else his boyfriend wanted. He will be fucked or suck off his boyfriend whenever asked, without hesitation, delay, or question.
Finally, he needed to behave more traditionally in general. Prayer every day, church every week, no swearing, no social media, proper posture, early wake up, early bed time, no drinking or junk food. In contrast to all the others, these seem like the smallest changes, but also the easiest for him to fail, and accordingly a continuous source of very harsh punishments.
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Mandem linked up to vibe for Ambrose's birthday.

Ain't no one slept on celebrating this legend, fam.

Everyone, had bare fun, especially Ambrose, bruv.
HBD Ambrose.
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Brainwashing report
For today's session — looping one track for an hour, watching some gifs I made + writing a mantra for about one page (I should have included affirmations also but I don't have enough time🥲)
Main audio link:
youtube
I also listen to this on and off:
And the classic that I'm integrating as a white noise to sleep to:
Wash your brain regularly guys! Hygiene is key
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Who would've thought a month ago Eli was some high end banker on a business trip to Berlin? Always suited, stiff collar, hated the drinking culture of Germany. His pants always held up by a belt and always staying in the most luxurious hotels. Anyway that was long gone.
His friend lent him a gold pair of trackies to sleep in while he stayed the night. He couldn't help but love the feeling. They were so comfortable and clingy to his body so tightly. He actually asked to go back to his hotel in them and his mate had his back, even lent him a pair of boxers for the trip back. Even a pack of cigs!
Most of his suits and nice clothes began collecting dust as Eli spent every night at the clubs. Naturally he sold them all to buy an inexpensive flat, more trackies, and a few cartons of cigs. Now he's on his way to his mate to watch fußball and throw back a few. A much happier life.
Wanna feel your own transformation by the gold? Message our recruiters @goldenherc9 @polo-drone-001 and @brodygold
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When I ain't busy givin' my bloke a good time, I'm clockin' every word he spouts. Do what you're told, innit? Pleasure's the game, bruv.
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"I used to work at a prestigious law firm, but due to some "legal issues" the company went bankrupt and I couldn't find a new job.
My uncle Rory told me, that he could get me a job at a construction site. At first, I dismissed it. I was a lawyer! But when money started to get tight, I came back on his offer and within a week, I could start at construction company. I didn't earn as much as I used to do, but uncle Rory told me, I could start living with him. He is really the best.
At first, work was though. Luckily, my uncle took good care of me. He made sure I was eating well. I mean eating real food, not that fancy stuff, like I used to eat. He is the best cook I know and the portions he serves are huge. At first I couldn't finish even half of it, but he told me to try anyways, because it would give me enough energy for work. I usually felt so bloated after dinner. Uncle Rory told me to have a few beers and cigarettes after dinner, because that would help againt the bloatiness. I wasn't sure about it, but eventually I gave it a try and it really helped! I now can finish his food and stil lhave room for desert! Uncle Rory is really the smartest! That's also good, because I found out I am not the brightest guy around. Uncle Rory explained to me that I was overstraining my brain, back when I was a lawyer, and that it is much better for me not to think a lot. I think he is right. It feels so much better not to think. He is really a smart man.
Uncle Rory says that I will soon be a big boy. l don't know why, but I like it when he says that. So I do my best to become one. Uncle Rory is just so good to me. Like, right now he is in the kitchen, preparing a big lava cake, all for me. If I finish it, he will sit beside me and he will tell me how proud he is of me. I love it when he does that. Especially when he rubs my belly."
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Bruv, all this bling and mind-magic is mint!

We're proper getting there…

and the glow-up's nearly done, innit?

Munted, smashed, bossed about, like a proper geezer's toy!

I proper smoked ya, and you had me on lock!
Cheers Zeus mate! @polo-drone-071
Get in the Golden Squad! Get in touch wid @brodygold @polo-drone-001 or @goldenherc9 bruv. Time to kick off your mint glow-up!
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At night in the washroom
Thanks to @eliasgold20 for the inspiration. He appears later in the story as a drone, but that's just my thanks to him. HE is still solely a Bro. Defender #20 for the Golden team.
At night in the laundry room of the dormitory building. A blond German youngling from the Golden Army Brotherhood sits alone on the waiting bench and stares at the rotating drum of the washing machine. The monotonous hum of the machine lulls him into dreams.
The drum that was turning behind the porthole seemed to become a rotating spiral. Moritz didn't know what was happening to him. He noticed that the spiral was putting a spell on him. He couldn't close his eyes or turn his head to free himself. So he had to keep staring into the washing machine and his eyes took on the spiral pattern. The hypnosis began.
Now he also thought he was hearing voices from somewhere; words and sentences that were influencing his mind. He felt as if the words were melting his mind. Here too he could not resist. And so his mind melted away.
The hypnosis he fell into erased his entire mind. Even the ability to think for himself melted away with the process. His power to contradict was broken, complete obedience replaced his rebelliousness. Now he was completely without will. Was he still a humanoid, a human? No. The outer shell still reflected it, but he was no longer human. The whole shell? No! The head had also changed externally. Moritz used to be a funny guy, always up for jokes and pranks. As a result, he always had a mischievous grin. And now a completely empty expression on his face. His hair, which had previously looked a bit messy and wild, had now given way to a strict hairstyle. And his posture had also changed. Previously super cool and casual, it now showed more signs of an obedient, upright standing. There were still casual elements, he still put his hands in his pockets, but otherwise the behavior showed a lot of discipline.
All of these were signs that the droneification had been completed. It was now just a tool of the hive from which the drones would now receive instructions.
It was now a PDU, a Polo Drone Unit, but still in the old clothes, he had worn when he entered the laundry room.
Meanwhile, its washing machine signaled that the laundry was finished. And - oh wonder, not a single porthole of the other machines still showed a spiral pattern.
What was left of Moritz mechanically walked to the machine, opened the porthole. Looked into the drum. Paused. It was not surprised that its laundry was gone and that other items of clothing were now in its place. It ordered itself to take off everything except its underpants - then it took out of its washing machine - as if it were the most natural thing in the world - the components of its new clothes: black socks, black high-shine latex pants and of course THE black high-shine latex polo shirt. It also noticed a pair of black lace-up boots that were standing near the bench. After it had put these on too, it was perfectly dressed for PDU and ready to serve the Hive.
Unnoticed, PDU-020 had entered the laundromat and was observing the transformation process in the background. Now that this had been completed, it approached the new drone and spoke mechanically:
"From now on you are a Polo Drone Unit, you no longer have a name. Names are complicated and inefficient. They hinder the control and administration by the Hive. A designation is perfectly sufficient. You are now PDU-153. That is the official designation. It must be more efficient. A number is enough! So, you are just a number, only a number, only 153! 020 will accompany 153 to the Hive. There, the training to become a (nearly) perfect PDU will continue.”
“Do you want to join? Contact our recruiters: @brodygold , @goldenherc9, or @polo-drone-001.”
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What a beautiful transformation. Reject individuality, selfishness and vanity, embrace humility, tradition, and unity. 151 is much better for this transformation 💛🖤💛🖤
Elias' Polo Drone Khadim: A Journey of Obedience and Unity
Alex Gold, through his Polo Drone programming, always strove for perfection, despite being a highly trained Polo Drone, he felt a lingering need for refinement, believing that he could further improve his service to the Golden Bros and the Polo Drone Hive, determined to elevate his abilities, Alex applied for an internship at the estate of Elias Gold (@eliasgold20) - a powerful, dominant figure known for his exacting standards.
Dressed to impress, moved by vanity and selfishness by choosing an unique outfit to show off his body, Alex chose his finest preppy outfit, a carefully curated ensemble that would project sophistication and eagerness. However, upon arriving at the estate and meeting Elias - a tall, muscular, and commanding Arab man - Alex immediately felt the weight of judgment. Elias's piercing gaze assessed him thoroughly, finding the outfit inappropriate, to Elias, it was too flashy, too individualistic, and far removed from the disciplined Unity of the Polo Drone Hive.
Elias accepted Alex, but not as a mere intern, he declared Alex his "khadim" - a servant dedicated to fulfilling Elias's every need, in their very first interaction, Elias made it clear that refinement would come only through complete surrender, Alex, eager to meet Elias’ expectations, allowed him access to his Polo Drone programming, with a single command, Alex’s preppy attire disappeared, replaced by the sleek, black rubber uniform of PDU-151.
But even this, in Elias's eyes, lacked the humility and cultural resonance he desired, while the Polo Drone uniform embodied precision, it didn’t align with the vision Elias had for his khadim, to address this, Elias provided PDU-151 with a new uniform: a simple, black thobe embroidered with its Drone number and the golden laurel of the Hive, accompanied by a black face mask, the garment symbolized obedience, unity, and respect, without the need to stand out, displaying humility - qualities Elias demanded and PDU-151 exemplified.
Under Elias' guidance, PDU-151 became the perfect servant, flawlessly merging the precision of a Polo Drone with the devoted loyalty of a khadim, whether maintaining the estate, attending to Elias' needs, or simply standing as a symbol of disciplined elegance, PDU-151 embraced its role with unwavering dedication.
For Elias, PDU-151 wasn’t just a servant - it was a masterpiece of obedience and refinement, a living embodiment of the Golden Army’s ideals, now tailored to serve an Emir’s every desire, for 151, serving Elias was not only fulfilling but also the ultimate expression of its programming: loyalty, perfection, and Unity in every aspect of its being. ////////////////////////// Step into greatness and unlock your true potential! Reach out to @polo-drone-001, @brodygold, or @goldenherc9. Let the Golden Army and the Polo Drone Hive guide you toward transformation, unity, and a life defined by purpose and perfection.
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