Zonktober 2022 - 9. Visor

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#9 of Zonktober 2022

Dabble is used to hypnotic visors, and he's pretty sure this one isn't working. Luckily, a certain fox is there to help clear his doubts...

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Dabble was familiar with visors, of course.

He had fallen victim to one or two in the past and the experience had been pretty satisfying to say the least. That meant he knew what to expect when the thin screen carefully placed in front of his eyes buzzed and came to life, displaying a series of flashes and colors and - Dabble was pretty sure - subliminal messages that he was unable to read, at least consciously.

It also meant that he should have started to feel dizzy or light-headed by now. Instead, the only thing he felt was slightly disoriented, but mostly because the visuals in front of him didn't allow him to see anything beyond them. That didn't worry Dabble, though. After all, he was on his knees, so he had no reason to know what was there.

Someone would probably take care of that for him.

"Still not feeling anything?" asked the fox who had clasped the visor around his head.

"Uh, no. But you know how this is, it takes time," the noivern admitted. Perhaps he was just impatient. "Ever used one of these in anyone?"

"Me? God, no. It must be my first time performing any kind of hypnosis."

"What? That can't be right."

Dabble heard a soft chuckle, which he guessed belonged to the fox. The colors kept flashing in front of his eyes. They were pleasant, but not much other than that.

"What makes you think that?" the fox asked.

"I don't know. It's just a feeling." Dabble shiver when he felt a paw fall on his head with the right amount of assertiveness. "But I may be wrong, y'know?"

"Yeah. You might."

"Mhm, that's what I just said."

For some reason, the current program in the visor wasn't doing much to the noivern's mind. He felt slightly betrayed by that realization - where was his mindlessly drooling, his repeating words without thought, his obeying the person right in front of him naturally? He wanted all that and so far the visor hadn't delivered.

"Hmm. I wonder why it's taking so long," he muttered. "Normally by now I'm already droning about the things that I'm seeing in the screen. Repeating them over and over."

"What are you seeing in the screen?"

"Not much, honestly."

"Well, you've been repeating for a time now," the fox pointed out. Even without looking at him, Dabble could feel his tail slowly swaying back and forth at his back.

"What? That can't be-"

Did the paw around his head press a bit harder all of a sudden? Dabble wasn't completely sure.

"What makes you think that?"

"I don't... Huh. I don't know. I guess I'd know if I were?" Dabble asked. He thought he was frowning, but then realized his face must have been much more relaxed than that.

The fox had a point, actually. Maybe he was unaware that he'd been hypnotized and was repeating words without noticing - and then, how could he really know if the visor was working or not? Maybe it had been happening for a while now. For how long? There was no way he could tell. Time tended to dilate when one had so many colors in front of his eyes.

Or maybe the visor was simply useless. That was what Dabble felt was real, anyway. The colorful display kept hitting his pupils like waves in an ocean, but his brain remained untouched, thoughts perfectly in place. His mind was whole and safe.

"There's a way to know, I suppose," the fox mentioned then.

"There is?" Dabble asked. He'd been thinking about how out of trance he was so intensely that he'd actually zoned out a bit.

"I mean, if you're not hypnotized, you won't obey my words. But if you are, then you'll do just as I say. That's right, isn't it?"

Dabble hesitated for a second.

"Yeah," he ended up saying. That was indisputable logic.

"So the only thing I need to do is give you a command and see what you do."

The noivern nodded. The movement felt heavy, partly because of the visor attached to his head, partly because his neck and shoulders were slightly tired after kneeling for so long. Good thing he was used to that.

What?

"But you see, maybe I'll give you a command that you actually want to obey," the fox noted. "And then we won't know if you're doing it because you feel like it or because you're actually hypnotized. For instance, you want to suck my dick, so if I told you to, then we wouldn't know."

What? That can't be right, Dabble found himself thinking, but when he opened his mouth to verbalize those thoughts, a completely different thing came out.

"Fuck. Yeah. I actually want to suck your dick."

His words felt weirdly unnatural in spite of how naturally they came out, but the noivern didn't think about it for too long. The only thing he could focus on right now was his desire to suck the fox's dick - after all, the visor wasn't running, so what was keeping them from having a different kind of fun?

The paw around his head felt like a clamp. He could feel it there, demanding more attention than the silly visor in front of his eyes. It had been stupid of him to think the program was actually working, Dabble thought. It obviously wasn't.

"Say it again, won't you?"

The noivern was beginning to feel rightly pent up, so he did as he was told.

"I want to suck your dick."

He heard someone chuckle softly again. The paw around Dabble's head pushed him forward to the fox's crotch and, despite not being able to see what was there, the noivern had no problem finding the hard member right in front of his face. He gave it a long, eager lick before placing it in his mouth and beginning to move his head back and forth rhythmically. His draconic tongue soon wrapped around the throbbing shaft, impatiently.

It was so good that the fox had realized he wanted to do exactly that.

On the other side of the visor, Pride petted the dragon's ears and let out a satisfied growl. Placing one of those around Dabble's head always paid out, even if the noivern wasn't completely aware of it.

"Don't worry about the visor too much now," he adviced, a wide grin on his face. "I'm pretty sure you'll get there."