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“Your country needs you.”
When Lt. Stevens heard those words, he didn’t hesitate to say he’d do whatever was necessary to serve his country.
Now, as he knelt in the skimpiest underwear he’d ever worn in front of a group of foreign dignitaries sizing him like he was their next meal, he was wondering if he should have asked a few more questions about exactly what his mission was going to entail…
It would be an understatement to say that the crowd was shocked when the football star shrugged off his ceremonial robes right before he began to give his Commencement address.
More shocking still was what Harrison was wearing underneath: a full slave collar around his neck and full steel chastity belt below the waist.
“I want to speak directly to you briefly because I think it is you, the ‘macho’ men like me who are graduating today, who have had the most diabolical lies told to you.”
Still caught up trying to make sense of what Harrison was wearing, most of the crowd was not listening to his words. Yet, as he continued to speak, more and more of them — especially the young men to whom he was speaking directly — started to listen.
“How many of you are sitting here now about to cross this stage and are thinking about all the promotions and titles you are going to get in your career? Some of you may go on to lead successful careers in the world, but I would venture to guess the majority of you are secretly fantasizing about a life of obedience, servitude, and submission.”
Not everyone could relate to what Harrison was saying — but a sizeable number of young men were now enraptured by every word he spoke.
“I’m here today to tell you it’s possible. It can happen if you want it to. If you are honest with yourselves—”
He paused to step out from behind the podium, allowing the crowd to get their first unobstructed view of his bare, beefy body and humiliating chastity belt.
“— like I am being honest with all of you today, then you can have the life you’ve always dreamt of.”
Harrison paused again, studying the faces in the crowd. Making eye contact with as many of the young men still captivated by his speech as he could, he concluded what he had to say.
“My life truly started when I began living my vocation as a servant and as a slave. I urge all of you who dream about that to do the same today.”
As Harrison turned to leave the stage, there was no raucous applause. Most still had no idea what to do in response to such an unexpected turn of events: the manliest football star the college knew not only just admitted to being a perma-locked and collared slave, but also actively encouraged others like him to pursue the same.
Still, even as Harrison walked away, out of the corner of his eye he could see what a difference he had already made: one, then another, and then yet another of the young men who had been hanging onto his every word were peeling off their graduation gowns, their shirts, their pants, and everything else that had been giving them a single shred of dignity and lowering themselves down upon their knees to where they knew they always dreamt of being…
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