Income

cinaedefuri:

As you can tell from the title, this won’t be a sexy hypnotized guy post. No, I am in need of some help. I have a number of mental health issues that make it difficult for me to balance a full-time job amongst other things. I have a Patreon you can donate to:

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Also, I am open to doing commissions for any type of writing, now that school is winding down. My price is 2 cents per word, or we can work out another plan, as someone else who has supported me in the past has.

And while the extra money would most definitely help, I am NOT stopping writing for this blog. I will be adding my Patreon to the bottom of my posts again, but these stories on my blog will never go behind a paywall just because I have money problems.

-CinaedeFuri
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Coach’s Dirty Fetish

It was a rite of passage at McKinley High. Once a football jock turned eighteen, he was given a tape from Coach to watch, alone. There were always rumors about what exactly was on those tapes, but considering he hadn’t been criminally investigated yet, it wasn’t something awful or illegal. Bruce Hankersten was pumped to be the next to receive the video. He had his birthday over the weekend, and as he hoped, Coach pulled him aside after practice was over.

“My office, Hank, now.” Coach had nicknames for all of his players, and poor Bruce had a nickname that was an actual name. He had gotten used to it over the past four years, and so happily followed Coach to the office. There, the pudgy and sweaty older man opened one of the file cabinets in the room, one that had two separate locks on it. “Do you have a VCR at home?”

“A what!?” Bruce asked his coach. He had thought he heard that term before, but regardless, Coach sighed and brought out a DVD.

“Plop this in and watch it every night. And remember, watch it alone, or I’ll know you didn’t.” Much like with the contents, the seniors didn’t know why they had to watch it alone, and how Coach would know. Bruce took the DVD and plopped it on the top of his gym bag before driving home. Unlike with some other seniors, Bruce was lucky. He was an only child, and both of his parents travelled for work most days. Yes, he usually did host the parties, but there were none tonight.

He plopped down onto the couch as the DVD whirred in the player. As he expected, there were no warning screens and shit, but there was a scene selection. Bruce was shocked Coach even knew how to do that. Regardless, he clicked on day one, and the film began to roll. Coach showed up on the screen, sitting on his desk.

“If you’re watching this, you must be over 18. Welcome to the life of a man. This video will need to be watched every day. Remember, I’ll know if you don’t.” Coach then paused as he took a necklace out of his shirt pocket. “Now I’m going to swing the pendant back and forth. I want you to stare at it, and only focus your attention on that. If you don’t, I’ll know.”

Bruce gulped as Coach began swinging the pendant. This was a little weird, but he heard some horror stories about the guys who didn’t watch the tapes. “Stare at the pendant, jock boy. Focus all of your attention on my pendant. Nothing else matters in life but listening to my voice and watching this pendant swing back and forth. Clear your mind of all thoughts and just focus on my voice and the pendant.”

Coach went on like this for a few minutes, repeating himself over and over again to drill it into the jock’s mind. A half hour or so later, he finally switched it up. “When you see me tomorrow for the first time, you will mention dandruff to let me know that you have listened to the entirety of the tape.” The video then finished and cut to static, bringing Bruce out of it.

“Shit!” he said to himself, not remembering what was on the video at all! Coach usually didn’t ask too many questions, so he hoped that he was good. Bruce did throw a massive party Saturday night, and slept through most of Sunday. He was shuffling around school on Monday when he passed by Coach in the hall.

“Hey, my dandruff is cleared up!”

“Good to know,” Coach replied, with a genuine smile. Bruce found the statement pretty weird. He had never even seen one flake shake out of his hair before! He thought nothing of it, and got through the rest of the school day and practice just fine. Homework was light that night, and his parents still weren’t back yet. So, he popped in the DVD and started to play day two of the video.

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Income

cinaedefuri:

As you can tell from the title, this won’t be a sexy hypnotized guy post. No, I am in need of some help. I have a number of mental health issues that make it difficult for me to balance a full-time job amongst other things. I have a Patreon you can donate to:

patreon.com/cinaedefuri

Also, I am open to doing commissions for any type of writing, now that school is winding down. My price is 2 cents per word, or we can work out another plan, as someone else who has supported me in the past has.

And while the extra money would most definitely help, I am NOT stopping writing for this blog. I will be adding my Patreon to the bottom of my posts again, but these stories on my blog will never go behind a paywall just because I have money problems.

-CinaedeFuri
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Free Tutoring

I had planned on making this my side hustle while I was teaching at the local university. Of course, they didn’t have enough money to pay me what I knew I was worth. All of the extra money went towards sports and shit, and not the academic side, where it should be. Which, in a bit of an ironic twist, meant more students needed tutoring than at my last school, which was great! My rates, I thought, were quite reasonable, but for the past couple of weeks, I’ve noticed a young Latino man loitering around the area where I tutor.

I honestly would brush him off, if not for the fact that whenever I explain something to one of my students, he copies it down too. It’s gone on far too long for it to be a coincidence. Unfortunately for me, he caught on to the fact that I caught on to him, and he hasn’t been around for a couple days. However, one of my clients brought him up without any prompting, which was a bit weird.

“You know, I haven’t seen Carlos around the library in a couple of days. I feel so bad for him. The university is doing everything they can to help him, but with a sick kid and a sick mom, he can’t afford to spend time at school longer than he needs to be.”

“Oh,” I responded. So that’s why he hasn’t approached me. I asked Catalina to get me in touch with Carlos. Maybe we could work something out. He was a bit attractive, and while I do hate to stereotype, he always dressed like a thug, which did turn me on a fair bit. Due to my busy schedule, I had honestly forgotten about Carlos until an email showed up in my inbox next Saturday morning.

“Professor Allbright, this is Carlos Alviera. This girl named Catalina told me to email you. She mentioned my problems with payment, but I desperately need help. I can’t lose this opportunity, Prof. Allbright. If there’s anything I can do, please let me know.” I smiled to myself, thinking of the many things he could do. But for now, I had to act like his tutor, and asked him if he could meet me at the library later today. It was surprisingly empty on Saturdays, owing to the college football game that happened on that day. We were good, good enough to distract even the most studious students from camping out in the library.

That day, I settled in a corner of the library, well-hidden from the front door. Carlos found me, and I looked him over before asking him how he was and what he needed help with. He was dressed in just a wifebeater and basketball shorts, which sagged to reveal his white boxers underneath. His cap was also white, but it was dirtier than the rest of his clothes.

To find out how Carlos is going to pay, become my Patron! You get access to complete versions of hot stories like this one, and NSFW pictures to go along with them. And $5 and above patrons get private and personalized stories monthly! I’m also open for commissions.
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Income

cinaedefuri:

As you can tell from the title, this won’t be a sexy hypnotized guy post. No, I am in need of some help. I have a number of mental health issues that make it difficult for me to balance a full-time job amongst other things. I have a Patreon you can donate to:

patreon.com/cinaedefuri

Also, I am open to doing commissions for any type of writing, now that school is winding down. My price is 2 cents per word, or we can work out another plan, as someone else who has supported me in the past has.

And while the extra money would most definitely help, I am NOT stopping writing for this blog. I will be adding my Patreon to the bottom of my posts again, but these stories on my blog will never go behind a paywall just because I have money problems.

-CinaedeFuri
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Income

As you can tell from the title, this won’t be a sexy hypnotized guy post. No, I am in need of some help. I have a number of mental health issues that make it difficult for me to balance a full-time job amongst other things. I have a Patreon you can donate to:

patreon.com/cinaedefuri

Also, I am open to doing commissions for any type of writing, now that school is winding down. My price is 2 cents per word, or we can work out another plan, as someone else who has supported me in the past has.

And while the extra money would most definitely help, I am NOT stopping writing for this blog. I will be adding my Patreon to the bottom of my posts again, but these stories on my blog will never go behind a paywall just because I have money problems.

-CinaedeFuri
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