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New Receptionist...Not! For DrakeHavok and Necross by Draconicon

Axel had been considering going for one of the other sluts he had hypnotized around the office when the rumor mill finally caught up with him. The bat's finger was even on the phone to the detective pool when the door to his new office opened and one of the other admin staff stuck their head through the door.

"Hey, Axel, did you hear? The chief's got some new receptionist in for interview."

The bat blinked.

"Receptionist?"

"Yeah, apparently the current one's getting overworked, and needs some help with all the paperwork going on."

"When did this happen?"

"Your father's taking him around the station now."

"Right...thank you for telling me."

"No problem."

As the lion darted back out of his office, Axel leaned back in his chair. It was a little unusual for his father not to mention someone that might be hired; usually they talked together about that sort of thing. Or, well, his father gave him the information, he decided, and his father made it public to the rest of the department the next day. But still, the idea that his dad hadn't quite kept him in the loop was rather interesting...as was the thought of just what sort of receptionist this might be.

Well, I better go meet him, he thought. After all, the psychologist for the department should know all employees.

Smiling to himself, Axel stepped out of his office. Joining the stream of police officers, detectives, and other members of city law enforcement running this way and that, he negotiated the familiar halls of the police department like an old hand. Getting nods and a few hellos on the way, he ignored them, his thoughts intent on what he might find at reception.

He passed through the detective pool with a smile for the various officers, each of them giving him one in return, though only some of them were real. Axel immediately could tell which ones were given willingly and which ones were given with a bit of a hypnotic push behind them, but both were appreciated...though the latter were definitely filed away for later. After all, if some of his hypnotic control was weakening, he would need to reinforce it in a couple of follow-up sessions, or it might slip away entirely.

But that could wait. He wanted to see -

Ooooooh, my...

The bat grinned as he walked out into the front room of the police station. His father - an older bat, and the chief of police - had his back to him, but the person the chief was talking to had to be the applicant. Considering his dress clothes and the fact that he was getting talked to by the chief rather than an officer on duty made it very clear that this was a conversation about a job...

And the candidate was quite eye-catching. A white dragon, relatively thin - almost twinky, in some ways, though he didn't quite match that body type - and definitely impressionable. The wide-eyed expression he had was just like anyone else that was coming in, begging to make a difference in some way.

Axel liked those ones. They made for much easier targets than the jaded, cynical ones that were his other responsibilities.

As his father and the dragon kept talking, he leaned against the reception desk. The doberman on duty turned, smiling.

"Hey there. Looking for something?"

"Just checking out the new guy. You have anything on file for him?"

"Yeah, right here."

John flicked a little folder across the desk, and Axel caught it with a practiced motion, lifting it and opening it in the same way. A quick glance over the document, taking in the minimal details that were on every application before flicking over to the resume.

Not a lot there, either, for that matter, though it was interesting to see that the dragon seemed to come from some sort of mystical background. Working at some new-age apothecary across the city probably had exposed this Havok to quite a few different weird sights, and likely had given him some experience with hypnosis in the past, as well.

Hmmm, now that would be a challenge, he thought as he put the file down, one hand on his chin. The subtle stuff might not work here...he'd probably notice that some of the other workers are hypnotized, eventually. I'll have to take a more direct hand with this one...

Then again...

"How soon do you really need help, John?"

"Sooner than later, but I got it for another week or so. It's when review time comes up that I'm going to be swamped."

"Thanks. I'll make sure that you get someone good."

"What do you -"

"Obliviate."

It was something of a pop culture thing, admittedly, but the public use of the word had faded as the books had gotten older, so it was safer to use as a trigger word these days. Plus, it was easy to remember a 'magic spell' that did the same thing as what he wanted than an endless list of rare words. The doberman's eyes glazed over for a second, and as his memory of the last minute or so was erased, Axel stepped away from the desk, putting on a smile.

"Hey, dad, you didn't tell me that you were getting someone new."

Both the older bat and the dragon turned to him at the same time, the former with some surprise and the latter looking rather confused. He expected that, and kept going, pulling his father into a one-armed hug.

"You know I need to interview all the new guys, too."

"Yes, yes, Axel, but do you need to do it now? I'm still seeing if he's -"

"Heh, let me do that, dad. Besides, if he turns out less than perfect, it would be better that it wastes my time than the chief's, right?"

The dragon blinked.

"Uh, pardon me, but who -"

"Hang on a second, please. So, chief, you mind?"

"I guess not, Axel. Just be careful with him, okay? He's actually got a pretty decent resume, and I don't want to leave John completely alone for too much longer."

Don't worry, I'll treat him just fine, he thought as the older bat walked off. Looking over the dragon, he could see that there were plenty of things that were good about him. Despite his slender nature, there were definitely some good muscles in his arms, and he looked like he probably had a fair bit of stamina. It was the quickness in those eyes that bothered him, though. The bat knew that a quick mind made hypnosis more difficult. He'd need to sneak it around before he could start really filtering in the powerful stuff.

Axel tightened his smile, offering his hand.

"Sorry about that. I'm Axel Verndal, the chief's son and the psychologist for the station."

"You...how? Isn't that kinda nepotism?"

"Not when I'm that good."

"I...see. Well, it's nice to meet you, Axel."

The bat smiled as they shook hands, giving a small squeeze. Not much of one, but enough to show that he planned to be the one in charge. Just a little nudge to start the conditioning and the understanding of where this was going to go.

Feeling a slight tremble in the dragon's hand in return, Axel knew that he had made the right choice. Yes, smart, but not the strongest-willed. He'd have fun with this one.

"Alright, let me give you the tour."

He waved for the dragon to follow him, and led him out of reception back to the detective pool. The various officers were all busy, all working on different cases, but they occasionally looked up and then went back to work. They knew better than to bother him while he was working with someone new, and they knew better than to say anything to warn the dragon, as well.

"This is where all of our detectives put their heads together on the hardest cases. It's generally very hard work for them, so we try and keep it quiet."

Little choice words, little things with small stresses on them to leak into the dragon's mind. That had to be the way to take it, otherwise he would get caught out almost immediately. The bat walked them along, past the detectives towards the holding cells.

"Of course, we can't do much about these people. Keeping them locked down does require some space, after all, and if they aren't put here, then they'd have to go into the more secure holding cells at the back of the station. It's quieter back there, but also not so nice."

"And...why is that bad?"

He smiled. The words were already having a small effect on Havok. Definitely an open mind, if he was already getting quieter just from the bat's words. Perhaps there would be some potential for him after all.

"Because we need to make sure that the criminals don't start pressing charges. After all, we are pretty sure that they're guilty, but until that's proven, they still need to be treated like people, not like animals."

Quiet. Hard. Animals. He wanted to push those terms into the dragon's brain, keeping his thoughts quiet, keeping him hard and eager, and making him...well, maybe a bit more like an animal. It could be fun, after all, to have this little guy on a leash.

It wasn't having a full effect yet, of course. They were only slightly stressed words, but they were done in a way that he understood very well. This was part of the studies that he didn't share with his father unless his dad was under the deepest of trances, where he wasn't aware of what was going on, when he wouldn't remember what had been said.

After all, it wouldn't do for the police chief to know that he wasn't the one in charge of the station anymore. Not really, anyway.

He patted the dragon on the shoulder and led him further down, through the administrative section of the station.

"Of course, we need people here to actually get all the work done, well away from the more animalistic criminals back there. They need quiet to get all the paperwork and filing and general sorting done. If we didn't have them, then all the cases and investigative work that the detectives did would go to waste."

"And this...this is where I'd be?"

"Heh, maybe. We'll have to see. Are you good enough people for this?"

Or are you more of an animal? he thought, wondering if the question was slipping into Havok's head yet. Either way, it wouldn't be long. The stress on the words would eventually lead to the right sort of thoughts going through the dragon's head. It was just a matter of time. Just a matter of time...

He grinned as they walked past the evidence lockers, leaning against it and pointing over his shoulder.

"This stuff? This is where we keep all the hard evidence locked up. After all, there's no point in leaving it out in the open. It's important to keep all this stuff locked up and away from everyone else."

"It's so...quiet back here, compared to the front rooms."

"Yes, very quiet indeed. Which is why I keep my offices back here, as well."

Axel didn't bother showing off the recreation rooms or the locker rooms. Not only were they useless for passing on the hypnotic words, but there very well might be a few officers indulging in some of their own hypnotic commands, showing off their bodies and using each other. It wasn't quite the craziness that came around most Fridays, but he knew that they were likely to do that sort of stuff whether or not he told them to, these days.

Instead, he led the dragon down the hallways towards his own office, back to where he'd started the day. It was just a little before chief's office at the back of the station, but thankfully, his father seemed to be busy elsewhere, rather than sitting down in the big office. Usually, if the chief was in, the door was open, and it was still closed.

Nevertheless, he'd have to be quick, and more importantly, he'd have to be quiet. The last thing he needed was to give away what he was doing here.

Hustling the dragon into his office, he shut the door with a soft click, and gestured the dragon towards the large lounge chair that dominated one side of the office. Havok indulged him, the white dragon looking...nervous, surprisingly.

Does he know what I'm doing to him? Or suspect, at least? Probably. He's got that look, Axel thought with a hint of annoyance. He'd been trying to be subtle, but it seemed that someone else had already gotten to this applicant, someone who had done a fair bit of mind warping. Not to stop him - at least, he was pretty sure not to stop him - but definitely enough to give the dragon an experience with mind warping.

He'd have to take this slower than he'd like.

Taking a seat behind his desk as he put his thoughts in order, Axel folded his hands in his lap and smiled.

"So, what do you think?"

"I -"

"Take a moment to put your thoughts in order. I'd like to hear it quietly and orderly."

Just another word, another thing to settle things in the dragon's mind. If he could keep Havok from thinking out of order, it was one more way for him to sneak into the dragon's mind. And he wanted in...

The longer he'd been around this twinky dragon, the more he wanted to use him. Havok might actually have the skills to be a good receptionist - he wasn't paying attention to that part of the dragon's resume - but he didn't want the dragon out front. If anything, he wanted to keep him out of the front, keep him towards the back where he belonged...

I'll just bet that mouth is perfect for sucking cock...I haven't had a good dragon mouth around my dick in weeks. He shivered a bit at that, enjoying both the mental image and the way that Havok was obviously struggling against the words while following the order at the same time.

Eventually, the dragon was able to speak.

"I think that the layout of this station is a little...strange, but everyone seems rather friendly. The chief seems like he has a good handle on everyone, and I think that the detectives seem to have a good work ethic."

"Seems? That feels like a recurring word for you, Havok."

"...Yeah, it does...I'm not sure why."

"Is there something you'd like to say?"

"What do you mean?"

The sudden suspicion definitely showed how much the dragon was aware of, at least on the subconscious level. Whatever had happened to him before had done enough to leave marks, and it was starting to really annoy him. People were supposed to be easy targets, not this suspicious bundle of thoughts and nerves that kept trying to wiggle out from under him.

Whoever did this really didn't know what they were doing, he thought, snorting. He passed it off as levity, smiling.

"I'm the psychologist here. I keep everything private between me and the employee. The only time that anyone else gets involved is if there is a danger to someone. I don't think you're planning on hurting anyone -"

"Good god, no."

"Then you can trust me. What's on your mind?"

"...It feels...weird."

"What does, Havok?"

"The whole place. Like there's something going on. It's like...like everyone has their eyes focused on one thing, to the point of having tunnel vision, but that's not it either. They're looking forward at something, because something else is kept out of their view. It's hard to explain..."

He gets it, alright, Axel thought. The idea of putting him on reception became that much more dangerous. With the dragon aware that the officers weren't at their best, that they were ignoring something that was happening around them, it was impossible to trust him not to blab. And the moment that the illusion was broken, he'd have to start all over again, hypnotizing all of the different officers in an entirely different way...likely through a lot of force, as well.

At the same time, Axel couldn't help but admire Havok for finding it out. Even outside police officers had never gotten that deep into the web before he'd gotten to them. The dragon deserved some applause for that, if nothing else.

He'd have to give it later. First, he had to make sure that Havok wouldn't mess the whole thing up.

"I actually know precisely what you're talking about. However, it's pretty clear that you need a little help saying it."

"If you know what I'm talking about -"

"Why do you have to say it?"

Havok nodded.

"Because it's part of the whole therapy and psychology thing. We have to make sure that you understand what's going through your own head, and if we just told you what was going on, we'd basically be ensuring that you never found out. It wouldn't come from you; it'd come from outside, and never make the same impact."

"I guess that makes sense. But how are you going to help me with that?"

"Simple. A little hypnosis -"

"Nooooooooo way."

The bat frowned. He'd half-expected that sort of answer, but at the same time, he'd been hoping that it wasn't that deep in the dragon's subconscious.

"What do you mean?"

"I'm not getting hypnotized again."

"But it's simply -"

"Do you know how many times my old boss did that? It took me months to get all those triggers out of my head."

"Triggers?"

Oh, now we're getting somewhere. Those never go away...not entirely...

The dragon was nodding, ranting and raving.

"Oh, yeah. Triggers. A lot more than one. He put them in my head, made me into a good little employee for him. Always doing things quietly, always looking the other way when he started stealing from customers, always -"

"Quiet down, Havok. I'm not that other boss of yours."

The word worked, surprisingly. Perhaps he was setting his own triggers, or perhaps they were residual ones from the last employer, but it worked. The white dragon took a deep breath, leaning back on the couch.

"I don't want to risk that again."

"Do you think that my father would let me be the psychologist here, if I was that bad?"

"...No."

"Do you trust my father?"

"I guess."

"Then how about you trust me, as well? I am very good at this; all I do is quiet your mind so that the right thoughts can rise up. I help you order and quiet your thoughts, and then the real answers that you need start coming up. Doesn't that sound different from what your old employer did?"

"I...I guess...so..."

The words were definitely landing better, though the repetition was certainly helping. The bat had to hide his excitement behind the desk, and his grin was getting harder and harder to fight off, particularly with how much the dragon's eyes were gradually sliding down. He was halfway to trance already, and it was glorious.

"Don't worry. You won't be harmed. You are in the middle of a police station. You will be completely safe here. All you have to do is be quiet and let me work my magic..."

"Be quiet...let you...work your magic..."

Axel felt safe enough to open a drawer, pulling out a pendulum. He doubted that he'd need it at this point, with the dragon already so deep, but better safe than sorry. It dangled from his finger as he walked over to his patient, sitting down at the end of the couch and looking down at him. A tap at the edge of the pendulum set it swinging.

"Let's start with an easy one. Just look at the swaying pendulum, and let me in..."

It didn't take long to slip into Havok's mind, and with a little persuasion, he got a list of the different phrases that the old employer - some mouse that he had never heard of, but had been forced to leave the city by a close call - had left behind. Some of them made sense, and some of them were much more...naughty...than he'd expected.

Heh, looks like Havok got a fair bit more use back then than he remembers, he thought as he looked over a few of them. A tail-heat command, a cum-sucker one, a memory eraser - a fucking powerful one, at that - and a few others all added up to a boss that kept an employee around as a whore as well as an assistant.

It seemed like Havok would fit right in with what Axel wanted, after all.

With the pendulum still swinging, he looked down at the tranced dragon. He'd already gotten well past the induction, and he doubted that Havok was really that cognizant of what was going on around him anymore. Everything was quiet, everything was warm for the tranced-out dragon, and now it was time to leave his own mark.

"From now on, you will bring those trigger words back to the top of your mind. You will no longer remember what they were, until they are said, and even then, you will only remember what they do before you forget again. The effects will only trigger when I say them. The effects only matter when the words pass my lips.

"In addition, you will feel a great hunger sliding into your mind, a deep need for a certain thing. This certain thing is addictive, and you will feel that hunger growing more and more the more frequently you encounter it. The certain thing is very simple.

"You will crave this."

He pulled down his zipper, leaning over the dragon to let his musk slide out of his pants, his cock following shortly after. He dragged it along the zonked-out reptile's face, letting the pre dripping from the tip ooze all over his scales. It didn't take long for Havok to show some reaction, a growing erection building in his pants.

"Yes, a growing erection to my cock, to my cum, to my scent. The more you taste it, the more you'll need it. Building up a deep addiction, a deep desire to me. You will come to crave it more every day, even outside of hypnosis."

Perhaps taking it a bit too far, the bat thought, but it was better to go a little too far and rein it in later rather than not go far enough and have the dragon slip free of the control. He pulled back, keeping the pendulum swaying.

"In addition, you will feel other trigger words forming in your mind, taking space, giving you more commands to follow. You will remember them in the depths of your mind, but you will never recall them on a normal day unless you hear them, and even then, only until their effects take place. Then you will forget them again.

"The first command is 'desk boy.' If you hear me say this phrase, you will stop what you are doing and head back to my office. As soon as you reach it, you will strip down and slide under my desk, awaiting my use of you.

"The second command is 'show-boy.' If you hear me say this phrase, you will start stripping off your clothes in the most sexual way you can and strut around the room, showing off your body as if you were on a catwalk.

"The third, and final, command is 'squirt boy.' If you hear me say this phrase, you will feel an immediate need to cum, and you will blow your load all over the ground, or in your pants, or whatever happens to be closest. You will not be able to resist, no matter how hard you try."

He looked at the dragon, and couldn't help but smile. Havok was completely out of it, and looked so...innocent, in a way. Innocent as a dragon could with a boner that looked like it could punch through metal. The bat put the pendulum down, sliding it into his pocket as he patted the dragon on the cheek.

"I am going to count down from ten...when I'm done, you will wake up, and follow the command of 'desk boy'. You will not remember telling me any of this. You will not remember that you were hypnotized. All you will remember is that you had a long chat with me, and feel much better, and need to make me feel good. Do you understand?"

"...Yes....sir..."

"Alright. 10....9...."

The dragon was even better at cocksucking than Axel had hoped. He groaned at the feeling of those scaly lips running up and down his cock, pulling it deeper into that slick throat. Warm and wet, it pulled and sucked his cock in deeper, tantalizing him with the sheer skill Havok had to offer.

"This dragon would be wasted - mmph - on reception..."

He shook his head, fighting to keep his breathing even as he put his feet down on the dragon's thighs. No clothes, now, only scales against his soles. Every so often, he could feel Havok's cock twitching down, the edges of the shaft brushing by his toes, and he smiled as he felt just how into it the dragon had become. Perhaps it was part of the hypnosis, or perhaps there was an inner slut that just needed to be unleashed from the dragon.

Either way, he had a world-class cocksucker to himself, now.

Axel bit his lip as the white dragon slid all the way down his cock, the tip of the bat's shaft sliding down the dragon's throat. He felt every little squeeze, every little swallow around his shaft, and it was perfect. So hot, so wet, so...everything that he needed. He was oozing pre like mad, making him more slippery as the dragon lewdly slid back.

He wanted to look down, but at the same time, the feeling of it happening out of sight almost made it better than if he could see the dragon's lips, stretched tight around his cock, tugged forward a little as he pulled back, pushed in a bit as he slid forward -

"Nnngh...fuck..."

His balls were already pulling up as Havok's forked tongue worked around the sides of his shaft, feeling like the dragon was trying to suck his balls out through his cock. He bit his lip, trying to turn his attention to his computer, but trying to work on police business was like trying to focus on a lecture from Stephen Hawking. It was just beyond him.

To reward the dragon - and give himself something to do - he brought his feet up to the dragon's cock. It throbbed between his toes, eagerly pushing forward for any sort of stimulation, but he kept it mild, kept it slow. A couple of slow strokes along the side of the cock, a couple of slow rolls of his heel along the head, all designed to keep Havok deep in the little mental prison of pleasure that he'd constructed for himself.

And it made him suck all the harder, too, making it even harder for the bat to concentrate. It was particularly bad when the dragon pulled back to his cock head, the forked tip of his tongue working all around the sensitive head, flicking over any exposed flesh as he moaned, worshiping the taste of his cock as he went on.

"Ooooh, you're good..."

Knock, knock.

"Come in!"

He composed his face as the door opened, thankful for the solid front of his desk. Nobody who walked in would be able to see the dragon eagerly sucking him off, that -

The chief of police walked in, and cocked his head to the side. Axel cocked his head to the opposite side.

"Yes, dad?"

"I thought you were handling Havok's little application?"

"Oh, yes. I didn't think that he would be very good for the receptionist job."

"Oh? I looked through his resume -"

"It's nothing that spectacular. I could name you a couple dozen others that would do a - mmph - better job."

The older bat arched an eyebrow, and Axel couldn't blame him. Then again, he doubted that the old man would have done much better at stifling a moan if he had a dragon suddenly deepthroating him. The bat took a deep breath.

"Sleepy-times."

Instantly, his father leaned back against his office door, both holding it shut and sliding down it as the trance came over him. Axel grunted, tensing all his muscles to hold back from cumming too soon.

"You will forget about Havok. You'll think of a different applicant. You'll talk to me tomorrow about some new ones. We'll figure out which one is best for John. Repeat."

He hated being terse, but he was so close, and he didn't trust himself to be elegant. So many moans, so much need being held back...

"Different applicant...talk tomorrow...best for John..."

"Good. Now...obliviate and out."

As soon as the chief was out of the room and the door closed behind him, Axel reached down and grabbed Havok by the back of his head. One hard thrust, and he came, hard. He felt his cock throbbing and expanding from the sheer size of his load, and felt the dragon swallowing around his cock the whole time, swallowing it down without the slightest complaint.

He realized afterwards that his feet were clenched tight to Havok's cock, and that they were soaked with pre. Probably for the best, considering that it was probably a reward for the dragon...

He sat back, putting his feet up for his under-desk 'assistant' and sighed at the feeling of the dragon getting to work cleaning them. He could definitely get used to this...

Note to self, though...find the mouse that got to him first, he thought. Can't let too many others be zonking out potential toys...

The End