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Dominic silently slipped into the darkened bedroom and carefully padded towards the bed and his latest target, the guy he was going to take large sums of money from. As he always did, he quelled the small pang of guilt at what he was about to do. After all, the small badger liked to think he wasn't too bad of a guy. He only targeted the rich, those who could easily afford to lose a bit of cash. Even if technically, he was a supervillain, since he was using his superpower to commit crime. But he wasn't one of those dangerous psychotic kind of supervillains. He wasn't ever going to plot world domination and he knew very well he'd get his ass handed to him if ever got into a fight with an actual superhero. Because his particular power was pretty damned limited and useless in combat. Basically, his touch could hypnotize people, make them do what he wanted, but only if they were asleep. And it only lasted as long as they were asleep. Once their body woke up, their mind was free again. It was so limited it had been several years after the lab incident that he had discovered he'd gained a super power, and that discovery had been entirely by accident. It was just his luck to get superpowers, but get stuck with something with such limited uses. However, he'd figured out a way to make money from it. By breaking into the homes of rich guys during the night, use his power on them while they slept and then have them authorise a transfer of large sums of money into his offshore bank accounts. He'd done pretty well at it so far, made quite a comfortable living. And now here he was, standing over the sleeping form of his latest target. Howard Flynn, multi-billionaire. Dominic had to admit he was rather hot, a handsome and well-muscled black furred bear. He shook off that thought. He had work to do. First things first. He grabbed a small aerosol can from his belt and sprayed it in the sleeping bear's face. It was a powerful sedative that would ensure his victim would remain asleep for at least the next few hours. It would be very awkward to have him wake up in the middle of things. He watched as the bear breathed in a healthy dose of the gas. He then gently reached out and placed a paw on the bear's forehead, concentrating. He immediately felt a connection to the sleeping mind and with practised ease, imposed his own will upon it, forcing it into an obedient hypnotic trance. The badger stood back once he was done. “Howard Flynn.” He said. “Stand up.” The bear threw back his bed covers and clambered out of bed, standing as commanded. His eyes were only half-open, his expression blank. He was tall and imposing, wearing silk pyjamas that clung suggestively to his big muscles. Dominic was tempted to have a good feel of the bear's body, but resisted. Business before pleasure. He pointed to a laptop sitting on a desk on the far side of the room. “Use your laptop.” He commanded. “Get online and access your bank accounts.” The hypnotized bear silently obeyed, padding over to the desk and switching on the computer. Dominic followed and stood waiting patiently beside him while he worked As he waited, he asked a question. “So, Mr. Flynn, do you have any big secrets you wouldn't like to be made public?” He always asked this of his victims. In case he needed more money in future and didn't feel like going to the trouble of breaking in again. Blackmail was so much easier. “Yes.” The black bear replied, his voice flat and emotionless. Dominic smiled. The rich always had juicy secrets.”Tell me your biggest.” “I am the superhero Cosmic Cub.” Howard said. The badger's muzzle hung open in shock. “Seriously? You're really Cosmic Cub?” “Yes.” Howard replied. Dominic could hardly believe it. He'd just hypnotized the powerful superhero on the planet! Possessing massive cosmic powers, this bear had saved the world many many times, from all manner of extra-dimensional and otherworldly threats. And now he was currently under his complete control, at least until he woke up. Howard had completed his task, the details of his bank accounts displayed on the laptop screen. But all thoughts of money were forgotten for Dominic. This was too good an opportunity to pass up, having some fun with such big name name, powerful hero. He only had until the gas wore off and the bear woke up, so he'd have to make the most of what time he had. Of course, it would be more fun if he were in uniform. “Stand up, go put on your superhero costume.” He ordered. The black bear stood up from the desk, but didn't move any further. Instead, Howard simply raised a paw. It glowed brightly, the glow quickly enveloping him. A second later, it died away, and he was now wearing his instantly recognizable figure-hugging red and blue uniform. He was Cosmic Cub. “That was amazing!” Said Dominic. He stepped forward and ran his paws up and down the superhero's heavily muscled torso, barely contained in the skin tight fabric of his costume. He then reached down and gave the crotch a suggestive squeeze. “How did you do that?” “I used my cosmic energy to shift the atoms of what I was wearing.” The hypnotized hero explained. “Converting the pyjamas into my costume.” The badger had no idea he was capable of that. As he rubbed playfully at the bear's groin, he asked. “What else can you do?” Cosmic Cub started droning out a list of his abilities. “Absorb and redirect all forms of energy. Distort gravity in order to fly. Fold space in order to create portals to any destination. Alter and rewrite brainwaves. Heal at a vastly accelerated rate. Lift up to...” Dominic suddenly stopped his massaging of the bear's physique. “Hold on. You can rewrite brainwaves. As in, alter peoples minds however you like?” “Yes.” Cosmic Cub nodded. “But I only do it very rarely, when I can see no other option. Reprogramming another's mind is unethical.” “Sure it is.” Dominic grinned. A plan was forming in his head. “Tell me, would this power work on yourself?” “Yes.” The superhero confirmed. “So, if I asked you to rewrite your own brainwaves,” Dominic said. “To make yourself permanently my loyal and obedient slave, dedicated completely to serving and obeying me as your one and only Master, who you love and adore, you could do it?” “Yes.” The bear confirmed The badger giggled in delight. He couldn't believe he'd been so lucky as to stumble across the chance to enslave the most powerful superhero on the planet! Oh, the fun he could have with a permanent very rich super-slave at his beck and call... But he wasn't a bad guy. He'd still let the bear be a superhero, of course, save the world whenever he was needed. But when he wasn't saving the day, he'd be serving Dominic's every sexual need. “Then do it.” The badger commanded. “Right now.” Without any hesitation, the sleepily hypnotized superhero obeyed...
Nathan woke up as the hypnotic sounds in his ears ceased, knowing it was time to wake up. He slipped off the earphones he always wore while sleeping, as was protocol for all slave drones of the Facility. They made sure his hypnotic brainwashing was reinforced each and every night. It also allowed for updates to his programming and the implantation of knowledge of his assignments for the coming day. The massive grizzly bear stood up from the bed that occupied most of his small cell, and stepped into the small shower cubicle in the corner. He quickly washed his big muscle-bound body, knowing he'd didn't have a whole lot of time before his first assignment. After he had showered and dried, he moved over the wall rack from which hung a variety of leather and BDSM gear. Collars, jockstraps, harnesses, chaps, anything he might possibly need. He knew that today he'd been designated a 'Dom Drone', so he dressed appropriately. A skimpy leather jockstrap than barely contained his thick cock. Chaps that hugged his bulging leg muscles like a second skin. Shiny leather boots. A tight harness across his chest. A strap around his left bicep. Nathan selected and donned each of this things without thinking, operating solely on programmed instinct. He wasn't required to think. Once he was dressed, he left his cell, strolling along cold concrete corridors of the Facility toward his first assignment in Dungeon #7. Around him, various other slave drones went about their business, dressed in a wide variety of leather gear. He entered Dungeon #7. Like every other dungeon in the facility, the room was full of a wide variety of bondage gear and furniture, slings and chains and cages and crosses. The cameras mounted on the walls tracked his movement as he stepped into the room. A muscular panda was already there, kneeling in the centre of the room, staring blankly at nothing, wearing only a collar around his neck and a chest harness. Whoever this drone was, he must have been designated a 'Sub Drone' for today. He stood beside him, waiting patiently. A few seconds later, an electronic voice filled the air. “Web cams active in ten seconds. Begin session.” For the following two hours, Nathan and the panda engaged in an intense session of Master/ and slave play. The big grizzly dominated the panda, fucking him brutally several times, strapping him into various articles of bondage furniture, torturing and teasing the sub drone. Throughout the whole session, Nathan's head remained empty and clear of thoughts, his actions driven by his hypnotic programming. His purpose was to provide the best possible show for the paying web cam viewers. Thoughts of his own were not required for that, not when his programming could handle it just fine. Once the two hour session was done, the voice returned. “Web cams deactivated. Proceed to next assignments.” The grizzly and the panda left the room without exchanging a word, heading in opposite directions. Nathan headed for another dungeon room, were he had another two hour session with a big muscular tiger sub drone. Then another session with a wolf. This was followed by yet another session with a lion. Each session involved leather, bondage and domination, as well as brutal and savage fucking of each of the sub drones. At the end of the day, a tired Nathan returned to his cell, stinking of sweat and leather and sex. A meal had been left on his bed. He ate quickly, knowing full well the food and drink were spiked with various special drugs that would help keep him a mindless drone, suppress his mind, make his brain more susceptible to the hypnotic signals pumped into his head through his earphones whenever he slept. But he didn't care. Any resistance to his situation had long since been driven out of him. He stripped off his gear, returning it to the wall rack. He took a quick shower, then laid down on his bed, his day over. Maybe tomorrow he would be a Dom Drone again, or maybe he could be designated a Sub Drone. There was even a possibility he could spend a day as a Menial Drone, performing tasks that helped keep the Facility running, cooking and cleaning, that sort of thing. The truth was, Nathan had performed all three roles many many times in his years at the Facility, even if he didn't remember it too well. He didn't even remember anything about his life before being a drone here at the Facility. The grizzly relaxed and slipped on his earphones. An instant later, the familiar hypnotic sounds and pulses filled his ears. An instant after that Nathan was sound asleep. He had to rest up for tomorrow, for another day of being a slave drone...
“So, we're agreed then? The towering red-skinned demon lord glared disdainfully down at the mortal, this grizzly bear conjurer who had dared to summon him to this mortal plane and bind him with his magic. And for what? Simply so he could demand something in return for releasing him and allowing him to return to his realm. “Fine.” The demon growled. “Release me and you shall have what you want.” “Give me your word.” The bear demanded. “Your binding promise.” “You don't trust me, mortal?” The demon said. “Of course not.” The conjurer replied with a sneer. The demonic lord laughed. “Perhaps you're not as stupid as you appear to be...” He shrugged. “Very well then, on my honour as a Demon Lord of the Higher Domains, I give you my word. I promise that if you release me, I will give you your heart's desire.” The bear seemed satisfied with that, accepting it with a nod. With a wave of his paws and a few muttered incantations, he undid his binding spells. As soon as he felt the magic holding him dissipate, the huge demon stepped forward with lightning speed and grabbed the bear by the throat with a clawed hand, easily lifting him off his feet. “Such a foolish mortal.” He growled. “It seems you really are as stupid as you appear to be after all!” “You gave your word...!” The bear managed to gasp. He was pawing at the demon's hand, trying desperately to get free, even though it was futile. “Oh, do not worry, I shall keep my promise.” The demon lord said, enjoying the arrogant conjurer's fear. “But you should have stipulated that I do it immediately upon my release. As it is, our agreement allows me to do something first...” He fixed the bear in his grasp with a fierce stare, looking him directly in the eye. His eyes glowed as he focused his power. The bear conjurer found himself unable to look away, entranced and hypnotized by those glowing eyes. He could feel the demon's will pouring into him, crushing all resistance, twisting and warping his thoughts and desires. A moment later, the demon released him and the bear dropped to the ground with a thud. He instantly pulled himself up into a kneeling position, staring up at the demon lord in adoration. He couldn't believe he hadn't previously noticed just how magnificent this creature was, so powerful and attractive. So utterly worthy of devotion and worship. The demon looked down at him, grinning with triumph. “Now that I have corrupted that puny mortal mind of yours and made you a loyal minion, I guess your heart's desire is to return to my demonic realm with me and spend eternity as one of my slaves?” “Oh, yes, my Lord!” The bear nodded enthusiastically. “Then I shall keep my promise and grant it to you!” The demon lord laughed. He raised a hand and made a gesture in the air. A second later, crackling energy enveloped the two of them. And then they were gone. |
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