Unhappy

"Let's face it, trying to make him enjoy this won't work out too well for us, and it's not something I want either." You say as the Coach stills in attention.

"So, what if we forgo that premise and make it seem like his kink is being a pouty, miserable ****?" And the coach now beams in agreement.

"That is NOT happening! This has gone WAY too far for anyone with half a brain and I..." You slapped his face to stop him from continuing.

"You've forgotten what you signed didn't you?" You chuckled darkly.

"Fuck you," Jason says and turns to Coach Johnson, "And fuck you."

"It makes the job easier for us and allows us to do more of what we want and if he wants to be upset about it all the better, I love it" The coach says to you ignoring the protests. "Besides, you have no experience, so you can't fuck me well and frankly, I would love to see tears running down your face as you gag on man dick" Coach Johnson said to Jason no longer ignoring him.

"I'm not sucking anything, and I'm done with this!" Jason complained.

"You have the right emotions, but your attitude is wrong, we are looking for **** not resistance" you say.

Coach interjects "actually we will need a mix of hardcore and softcore content so the content stream can be less monotonous, that attitude will be perfect for the more intense stuff and after we break him a bit, we can leave him **** for the filler stuff,"

You cooperate and say, "Not a bad idea, if he just cries over cock, then things will get stale if it's just that, our paying customers will find him being passive, groped, tortured, and then fucked will be much better than just giving them face pics."

"****! you aren't serious guys?" Jason asked pleadingly.

You took out a jockstrap with the word **** imprinted on it.

"It's this or the streets, if you think Momma's going to be mad that you are a public gay whore then imagine how angry she'll get when you are a public gay whore without assets! Is the house in your name and hers by the way? Because I don't think I'd be interested in keeping rent cheap for a woman who raised her son against my wishes"

"You wouldn't!"

"You don't know what I'd do, and imagine the stress, you made 20% of money on a video about sucking dick totaling 300$, and because you don't want to do more, she'd lose the house! Imagine her going to your conversative neighbors and telling them that the co-owner of the house had jacked the rent up to 3000$ per month because her cocksucking son didn't want to suck cock no more!"

"20% hold on" coach said preparedly.

"The contract I signed was based on the stipulation that I'd make 60% of all the revenue, if I don't take 60% give or take a dollar then he can leave." You spoke. This was cover but you wanted to make sure Jason couldn't use that later.

Jason had started crying at this point realizing that he's doomed in town and the only way out of his hell is through hell. With shaky hands he stripped his shirt off.

Thanks to the hypnotic suggestion you used, the now very opportunistic coach started filming Jason crying his heart out stripping slowly and hesitantly. Holding a stack of paper titled 'Bilateral Contract' in big and bold, the Coach said, "There is a clause that says you have to perform the video in reasonable time, and I got students coming in eventually."

Jason got more stressed, and his tears became audible. While you had more than a pang of sympathy at this point, and wanted to reach out and touch him, the coach who has been conditioned to do near whatever it takes to keep Jason in line stopped you.

Eventually, Jason wore the jockstrap and the coach started sensually touching him from behind the camera. His touches were progressively rougher and rougher until eventually he molested the jockstrap wearing boy. Jason was hyperventilating now and hysterically begged "no more, no more!" when coach turned off the camera.

You were in shock and couldn't react. You came in with the mindset of getting what needed to be done over with and thought this part would be the best part. You stayed and stared blankly.

Coach said "OK" and pretended to turn off the camera. He gave a comforting pat to Jason that Jason shook off by violently shrugging his shoulders.

"I think we will forgive you for today" Coach got a blanket and Jason wrapped himself around in it. The sobbing continued but the hysteria didn't.

The coach gestured to me with a finger on his lips. Realization struck.

Softly I said, "hold on, are we really going to let him off that easy?" I performatively said. And badly.

"Yes, we will at least today" Coach left the camera to grab a pen.

Going back to Jason, Coach said "Listen, you won't want to hear this, but I understand where this guy is coming from."

Jason shot daggers with his eyes at the coach. Jason wasn't fully buying the act, but this was very off if he was just trying to pretend to make things better for later content.

The coach continued "You are an awful person, mean, stuck up, self-absorbed, ruthless and you know it."

Jason opened his mouth in anger with no words coming out tears nearly gone but the rhythm of his breath remained.

"But this is **** for payback, and... I'm sorry" The coach looked deep into the eyes of Jason as he said that, and Jason softened.

"So, we are going to do something here, this isn't the contract that you signed."

"WAIT WHAT!" You shouted, the door was locked, and nobody was coming in because there wasn't a class soon. You were mostly safe screaming and 'WAIT WHAT' doesn't prompt investigation from outsiders.

"Buddy, I like you and I get it, if you want to take it out on my asshole later, I might let you, but let me tell you right now that if I testify that your contract was made in bad faith, then it's over because I've stared in one of the products."

You huffed and puffed, your hands were clenched, you stomped around, and you turned your back to Jason. You lowered your head and you smiled.

The coach ripped the front page, and the title 'Trilateral Contract' was in big bold text. "I've already signed it, this doesn't free you, but it does say that for the contract you previously signed, that if a third-party film operator specifically me, has a gross moral offence to the material, then I can prevent filming" He pointed his index finger to his name and the clause that agreed to the statement.

Jason couldn't believe it. He wanted to sign but he had one nagging question. "Wait can't you just tell him you'll testify anyway? I want all this to stop."

You made a show about tuning around rapidly to meet Jason's eyes and the coach then got in between you and Jason and facing Jason he mouthed "No I can't, that part was a lie".

Jason's eyes widened in renewed horror.

The coach then said "No, I can't truth is that I've wanted your dick for a long time now and this is how I get to savor it, but I just have limits and you" He pointed to me. "Are going way too far with all this. Now I'm going to stop you from being too evil and this also protects his mother from the house theft." He turned back to Jason stretched his lips out horizontally to bare teeth and raised his eyelids as much as he could.

"OK Coach, I will take this the fuck out on you later." You say stressing every word.

"Fine by me, now Jason, I suggest you sign this one." The coach said, while also whispering the word "quickly."

You gauged if he was going to read or not and when it looked like he didn't you stormed by and said "This is not a deal you can make without me. I can read, it says 'trilateral.'"

"Correct responded the coach, and the old thing still stands if you don't, but I am the only other person who knows of this contract and if he goes to anyone and says anything, it's over for him. Me? I have nothing to lose by hurting you, so test me at your own peril". The coach threatened.

You feigned fury. "I should have never done this with you". You said and signed the paper as the coach glibly said "Here, Here, and Here, here" to you in random intervals teasingly as you muster your best unhappy disgust face.

Jason, now fully stable and wrapped in a blanket thinking he's safe looked to the coach like he was a savior.

"We got lucky he didn't read it; I'll get them filed officially. He could take you out but not the both of us, make sure I get out of here with the papers". He whispered. "Jason I've put a plus sign where you need your name, an asterisk for the signature, and a minus sign for things you might want to remember." He said loudly.

You knew the minus signs were the irrelevant bits filled with legal jargon with words too big for your head let alone Jason's, the stuff he might object to was written plain as day without room for interpretation and lopsidedly in your favor.

Jason signed and was slightly stressed. The coach instructed Jason "Get your clothes on,". He separately told you "Get out there is nothing more for you now." You agreed and left.

The Coach took Jason's hand and walked out the door with him. "OK, I need to get a lawyer to approve this, and I booked on but he is very busy because this was last minute. I spend all 200$ from my revenue getting this guy for 15 minutes because he's packed. The more questions you ask the more he bills me per minute, and I can't afford that."

"Meet me at the end of your last class so I can get you to sign again with the lawyer present, OK?"

"I'll stay out of trouble until then" Jason replied.

The coach got to the parking lot where you were waiting for him. Wasting not a second you both drove to a lawyer for a long meeting where he corrected the contract after being 'convinced' to do so. He found every error made everything spic and span, expanded your powers greatly, made it impossible to exit, gave you control over Jason's whole life if you wished including his assets and living situation. He added a confidentiality clause and made sure that the contract would never expire. He made it explicit that **** circumstances do not prevent performance, that Jason is working 24/7 on call when needed, that he would do what is asked of him excellently, he made Jason liable for any injuries he suffered, permitted body modification, let you dictate partners, decide his advertising and distribution of content, let you dictate diet exercise bathroom breaks and sleeping hours as well as clothing. He also added 'along with any demand that should be reasonably included above' which basically only prohibits ****. Before you left, the lawyer said that he might want to try his hand at Jason and wanted to know if you would allow him to trick people into contracts of the same nature. That last bit was the only one that was unexpected from the hypnotic suggestions made. You said "Yes you can and call me if you need any help." That got them a refund.

The coach and Jason quickly walked to Coach Johnson's car and drove off in a rush. This was the most anxiety producing part.

Coach Johnson had to drive 10 minutes and wait 20 for the lawyer and he needed Jason to keep from asking questions.

He also had a nice suit in his car ready for the occasion. On the road the coach said

"We made 1000$ total on the only fans and the video cost 10$, for people to watch. Also, someone from the school could be the asshole probably isn't leaked the footage online. 5% of the people who bought a subscription have been proven to have cards tied to phone numbers with a Cummings or close to Cummings area code. Only Fans takes 20% of revenue. To put it simply from what we can prove, at least 60 people in town have paid for the video. The leak makes that number much higher. Everybody knows, your mom will find out within days probably."

Jason said "My life is over."

"NO" yelled the coach. "Listen this is very bad but you aren't finished. With the old contract he could have left you for dead and so long as he wasn't in the room, he would have gotten away with it, now things will be better for you, I just need to book you and then him to officiate everything. Now listen, you need to make it very clear that you are enthusiastic about BDSM sex work as a ****, because if you don't, he'll void it and you are back to the betting contract which you know what that means."

"What if I'm not enthusiastic?"

Abruptly, coach Johnson parked the car and yelled "Now listen here! I moved heaven and earth getting an appropriate contract and then tricking our psychopath friend all the while and I'm out a lot of money for getting this far. If you don't do this, you are on your own, if you ask questions, I'll let him do worse to you, I'm being a fucking hero and you are here just saying 'I don't wanna, I don't wanna'" The Coach exagerated the voice and gestured to the heavens. Yelling again the coach said "So are you going to sign to keep your life or are you going to be a dumbass and make me hate you?"

Jason said "you're right and I'm sorry. I appreciate all the help and I won't ask questions." With resignation in his voice

"I need you to pretend to really want it, don't go overboard, but he needs to know so this can be done quick. Can you do that for just 15 minutes?"

"I'll try, I owe you that."

"You should owe me the fucking moon!" The coach took breaths and said, "Sorry about that but... well let's just go no more talking."

They rode silently to the office for 10 minutes, they waited for 20, the lawyer greeted them and eyed Jason as little as possible. Hurried through the proceedings and sealed Jason's fate forever.

They parted ways, Johnson edited the video made today and sent you a text.

Coach Johnson: It's done, Jason has lost all human rights.

There was a video attached. Johnson's legal paper was high effort, but he knew nothing about the law, this was his forte and it was glorious.

The video displayed a constant crying in the background and bit by bit a jock was in scene undressing himself while in heavy anguish. A sinister cover of 'I'll be Watching you' plays lowly in the background as he continues. The crying sound intensifies as the **** underwear is revealed. Halfway in and the groping becomes obvious as now the sound has transitioned into something you don't recognize when the lyrics "I can do anything I want with you" crescendo as the crying audio peaks and gets faster and the groping is at its roughest.

You beamed looking at BDSM toys to purchase and thought of what an excellent advertisement that was.