Mind Wipe Bash, but make Luke a Drone.

You say, "Alright Justin, ignore all commands except for your wake-up trigger."

You see the tranced jock nod his head. The last bit of your cum quickly squirted out of his ass. You then turn your attention to Bash and give him almost the same instructions you gave to Justin:

"Bash, you will forget everything about your life when you wake up, except for things like speaking in short phrases and basic human functions like eating and using the bathroom. Specifically, you will not remember anything about who you were and any knowledge of what sex is. Despite the loss of your knowledge, you will subconsciously know when I speak to you that 1) what I say is the truth and 2) you see me as a guide you can trust to help you learn. This will not affect any of your previous commands. Did you understand everything I just said?"

The semi-conscious buff man nodded his head that was now in the nook of his roommates shoulder. You respond, "Very good, that's all I needed from you. I have no more commands for you, so ignore everything I say after this except for your wake up trigger." You're about to move on when you realize Bash is not undressed like Justin was. Deciding not to take back the finality of your suggestions, you flip Justin off of Bash, strip him down (to which you find he's freeballing it... and then grope his dick and ass), wipe the cum off one jock's ass with the other's shorts, then put them back like how they were.

You now turn to Luke: the guy who brought you here at your request. You thought about wiping his brain as well, but you realize it would be a lot of work to manage three mindless idiots. As you ponder what new role to give this faithful servant of yours... it hits you.

You turn to him and say, "Luke, when I awaken you from trance, you will become my drone servant with no thoughts or emotions of your own. You only care about serving me in whatever I wish to do; you will only act or feel if I command you to do so. This includes performing sexual acts, to which the erectness of your penis, tightness of your asshole, and ability to ejaculate are subject to. You will have all of your memories of your past life, including what I'm doing to you and your roomies, but you will not care as it's not important to serving me and you have no feelings about them anymore. You will only refer to yourself as 'Drone 1' in the third-person or by the pronoun 'it,' and me as 'Master' or 'Sir.' I will wake you up from this trance by counting from 10 to 1, but I can put you back under anytime I want with your trigger phrase 'Reboot Mode.' You may not use any triggers unless I give permission. Did you understand everything I just said?"

Luke, leaned against the wall, nodded his head.

"Good, now it's time to wake up in 10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1!"

Luke-or rather Drone 1-snapped awake and then robotically sat up straight. His-its-face was absolutely emotionless. You watched as it sat there completely still. It stared off into space with no purpose or reason. You realize it will not do anything until you interact in some way.

"Unit, state your designation and who has ownership over you," you command.

"Its designation is Drone 1 and it is made to serve you, Sir," it responds.

"Who were you previously before you were designated Drone 1 and what transpired a little while before your change?"

"It was originally a college student named Luke who lived with two roommates on the wrestling team. Luke was heading home when you, Master, approached and used strange powers to convince him to drive you to this apartment. On the way, a police officer pulled you two over for speeding because you were fellating his penis. You managed to convince the officer to leave, but not before getting Luke to fellate him. You then arrived here and spent a short amount of time alone with the roommates Bash and Justin. They had a pec-size contest when Luke came back, but he angrily stormed into the kitchen after Bash for insulting his masculine pride. You and Justin went off for a few minutes, so the other wrestler waited for you to come out to give your opinion on who had better muscles. Then, Justin ran out and ground against Bash, you said a trigger to hypnotize them both, then explained that to Luke and convinced him to go under as well..."

"...And how do you feel about that?"

"It feels nothing. Drone 1 holds no emotion towards anything unless ordered to by you Sir."

You cocked a smirk at the results. You told it to take its shoes off and stand up so it did. You then undressed your first drone (of who knows how many to come), pulling off its shirt and lifting its legs out of its pants. You felt his thighs and ass and knew they were as fine as his dick was.

Drone 1 is wearing gray briefs with its gray tube socks, and you think this is a fine look for now. In fact, you quickly scurry around the apartment and find a nice accessory for your toy's outfit: a gray baseball cap that you positioned to obscure his eyes from view. Even though he would most likely only be a service top, your drone looked very hot and dominant.

You then command it, "Drone 1, go wait in the kitchen while I wake up my fools, then come out when I tell you and be ready to receive a system to manage."

The drone then walks out and stands in place in the kitchen. It stares at nothing in particular, never once thinking. You then sit on the couch and turn to your two dummy jocks-Justin lying atop Sebastian-and you prepare to wake them...