I should try the collar on…

Captain Justice frowned. Where had that thought come from? He was supposed to be checking out this abandoned laboratory, a former lair of his arch-enemy Dr. Dominator, looking for clues as to where the villain might have gone. Why had he suddenly thought that?

There was a collar on one of the workbenches, among the various tools and parts and half-finished nefarious gadgets. It was a simple black leather thing, with a chrome buckle. The muscular rhino superhero was certain the villain had worn one as part of costume at some point. That was probably where it was from.

It couldn’t hurt to try it on…

Another odd thought, that had seemed to just pop into his head out of nowhere. But it was one he couldn’t deny was true. What would be the harm in seeing how it felt around his neck? It might be quite comfortable, probably would look very good…

The rhino shook his head. What the hell was he thinking? He had a job to do, he had to focus on his search for clues, there was a dangerous villain to track down. He couldn’t let himself be distracted by some silly collar…

I could try it on, just for a second…

That thought caused Captain Justice to return his gaze to the collar, innocently sitting there on the workbench. He was having trouble taking his eyes off it. He had to admit, it looked nice and comfortable.

A second later, he snatched it up. He’d try it on for a second, get this weird obsession out of his head, and then get back to work.

He slipped the strip of leather around his neck, feeling it press against the flesh of his neck felt oddly satisfying. Should he go as far as buckling it closed?

Before the superhero could decide, the collar seemed to move of its own accord, slipping out of his grasp and pressing snugly against his throat. The rhino stumbled back in shock, grasping for it, only to find that the buckle had vanished, leaving a seamless circle of leather around his neck.

Before he could do anything further, his arms dropped to his sides, shoulders sagging. His whole muscular, spandex-clad body seemed to suddenly relax. The rhino couldn’t even remain standing, slipping down to his knees.

“What… what’s happening…?” Captain Justic managed to stammer, finding it harder and harder to form any thoughts in his head, his mind fuzzy. And yet, he was feeling strangely good, like everything was wonderfully right about this situation, a sensation that only grew stronger with each passing second.

The kneeling relaxed hero barely noticed someone appearing in front of him, deactivating an invisibility device. He was a stocky badger in an elaborate black leather outfit. He looked down at Captain justice and chuckled.

“Well, that happened more quickly than I expected.” Dr. Dominator laughed. “I guess I overestimated your mental fortitude.”

The badger grabbed the heroic rhino by the horn and tilted his unresisting head back, looking him in the eyes. A glassy vacant expression adorned the superhero’s features.

Releasing the head, he looked down at the hero’s groin, smiling as he saw the spandex at the crotch tented by an erection.

Dr. Dominator patted Captain Justice on the head. “I’m so glad I finally realized my mistake in dealing with you. All those years wasted trying to invent something to defeat you physically, with that superstrength and invincibility of yours. I should have been attacking you mentally! That’s your weak point!”

The rhino superhero wasn’t really listening, his conscious mind lost in a haze of pleasure. Wearing the collar and letting it do what it was doing felt so damn good, he couldn’t even think about resisting…

“Hence my wonderful control collar!” The villainous badger continued. “It puts out a low-level telepathic field encouraging anyone nearby to try it on. And once it’s on, it subdues and utterly brainwashes the wearer! In a few moments, you’ll be mine!”

Captain Justice suddenly threw his head back and cried out in ecstasy, his whole muscular body shuddering as he orgasmed, a wet spot blossoming out across the tented area of his costume’s crotch.

“Hmm, finished even faster than expected.” Dr. Dominator mused. “I guess your mind really was a lot weaker than I anticipated.”

After a few moments, the kneeling superhero slumped forward, his cries dying away, replaced with exhausted panting and heavy breathing.

“Well, Captain Justice?” The supervillain standing over him demanded. “Do you have anything to say?”

Looking up at the badger as if only just noticing he was there, the rhino broke into a huge grin, an adoring look in his eyes.

“Master!” He said, happily. “I am yours to command! I am your loyal and obedient slave, now and forever!”

Dr. Dominator patted the rhino on the head. “Of course you are! And I must say, I really like the way that collar looks on you. I think I’ll keep it there, even if it’s not strictly necessary, now that it’s done its job and you are irreversibly enslaved…”

“Yes, Master!” Captain Justice said, smiling and happy that his master was pleased.

“Thankfully, I made quite a few duplicates.” The badger villain said. He looked down at his new slave. “And you are going to share them with all your superhero friends for me!”

“Of course, Master!” The rhino nodded. “Whatever you command!” He was already looking forward to helping his Master and making all his comrades into what he now was: A happily devoted slave of Dr. Dominator.