Mind Control Story: The True King of the Company
Commissioned by someone only known as Silus, we have this story of a lion dealing with his rival in the way he believes will crush him most successfully.
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The True King of the Company for Silus by Draconicon
The clutter of machinery was an annoyance to the lion, but a minor one, soon ended. And tolerable, given the results.
Silus leaned down, picking up the collection of rings that had been produced by the company's machines. Devotion rings, the company called them. In truth, the lion knew them as slave rings. The miniature blinking lights on the insides of the bands did little to brighten the total control that one would have over the wearer.
The lion opened a small box, lined with a plush black interior. He took the rings - always being careful never to slide them on - and placed them in the box as if they would be put on display. He counted them, ensuring every slot was filled. Two rings for fingers. Two rings for toes. One to pierce through the nose. And one...
One he would most enjoy placing on his rival. He clicked the box shut, and then sealed it in his briefcase before leaving the warehouse.
"Mr. Silus, Thane is here to see you."
"Thank you, Ms. Polla. Show him through."
Silus crossed his hands over his desk, giving one last glance towards his panther bodyguards. They stood with their arms crossed behind their backs, exuding menace as well as strength. They nodded at his glance, and Silus turned back to the door just as it opened.
Stepping through was another lion, though darker of mane and white of fur. Silus forced a smile as he kept his hands folded over the briefcase on the table, while Thane sat down with an easy smile on the opposite side of the desk.
"Nice of you to invite me in, Silus. Enjoying your last days in the office here?"
"I wasn't aware that a termination notice was in order."
"Not yet, but it's only a matter of time. We both know the CEO's on his way out, and only one of us is going to be here when he's gone."
"And you think it will be you?"
"Who else? I've made millions for the company. You?" Thane chuckled. "You've invented a couple of things for a niche market. Who do you think matters more to the board of directors?"
"I imagine, Thane, that we're about to find out just how niche my market is."
"What do you mean? You can't even get those things tested; how do plan to sell it to anyone else?"
"Quite simple. I will be testing it now."
"On whose authority?"
"My own."
Silus snapped his fingers, and the panthers surged forward. They grabbed the white lion and shoved him down on Silus' desk, holding him down despite his struggles. A quick push of a button locked the office doors as the lion stood up, walking around the table with the briefcase in hand.
"Do you know how long I've endured your insufferable smugness, Thane?"
"You can't do this! Do you know how much shit you'll be in for this?"
"Only if it doesn't work. And the answer was four years too long, by the way."
As Thane continued to struggle, Silus opened his briefcase, and then the box inside. The white lion's struggles increased as he laid it on the table. Pulling on a pair of gloves, the lion nodded at his guards.
"Remove his shoes, socks, and undergarments."
It didn't take much time for the panthers to do as they were told. Admittedly, the other lion wasn't completely stripped; after his shoes and socks came off, his pants were merely unzipped, allowing his cock to be pulled out from beneath his underwear. The snap and whimper of the waistband coming back up and smacking against Thane's balls was particularly satisfying, in Silus' opinion.
He lifted the first pair of rings from the box, and walked around to stand at the other lion's head. Meeting Thane's gaze, he cocked his head to the side.
"Have you ever wondered how it feels to be a computer? No thoughts. No needs. No desires. Simple obedience to input. People have wanted this for years, in their employees, and in their slaves, and in their choice of companions.
"You should be honored. Today, you'll be the first to test how my project will affect those who buy it."
With that, Silus slid the first of the rings onto the unwilling lion below him. A spark of electricity arced from the gold band through his rival's hand, making Thane yelp. He ignored it, crossing to the other side of the desk and sliding the other one on. The shock was much greater, and it sent a bolt of energy that everyone could see from one side of the lion to the other, crossing his torso.
"As you can already feel, the rings are establishing a connection with your nervous system and each other. When this is over, you will have a network spread through you that can't help but be obeyed."
"FUCK YOU! Let me go!"
"I'm afraid that will not happen until the experiment is over."
Silus nodded at the panthers, and they lifted the lion's feet high in the air. Not only did that deny his rival the chance to move, but it kept them in easy reach. The two subsequent rings slid on with powerful bursts of energy, and Thane screamed louder than ever before as the bolts criss-crossed his body. It left him shuddering, particularly after the second toe-ring, and he lay across the desk as the panthers let go of him.
He doubted it was necessary to continue restraining the weaker lion, but he kept his guards close, just in case. He would not allow the tables to be turned, particularly not now. Shaking his head, he reached down, grasping the soft sheath and sac. Thane whimpered.
"Please...I'll quit...I promise..."
"It is a little too late for that."
Yanking the balls past the golden band, he made sure that Thane was watching before he forced the sheath in after it. The shock this time was five pointed, rushing from the fingers, the toes, and the crotch towards Thane's heart.
"As you can see, the system is far from perfected. A weaker person's heart would have given out already. Yours has, quite possibly, sustained a great deal of damage. But you're still breathing, so that is a good sign."
Silus held out his hand for the piercing gun, and it was handed to him immediately. Thane continued to whimper on the table as Silus approached his head again, but was weakened to the point of being unable to move. The lion hooked the tip of the gun into his rival's nostril, shaking his head.
"It's distasteful to have to go so far, but the experiment must go on."
Click.
The blood dripping out was staunched by the gold nose piercing, the golden hoop joining the network. Silus was slightly surprised that he could make out the white lion's skeletal system during the final arc of energy, but he supposed it shouldn't have been surprising. The gradual increase of energy as they all hooked up to each other, integrating their combined networks and overwhelming the nervous system did necessitate a certain...overload, he supposed.
Of course, now came the real challenge.
"Thane. Sit up."
The lion did as he was told, but that was no guarantee that he was listening to orders. However, he didn't get up or try and attack anyone, either. Silus reached into his briefcase, and pulled out an electric razor. He met his rival's eyes, taking a deep breath.
"Shave your mane."
It was a terrifying order to any lion, and even he shuddered as he considered himself without his mane. The lack of one was a terrible shame to any large feline, and yet -
Thane took the razor. For a moment, he looked like he would use it as a weapon. Then he turned it on, and slowly brought it to his neck. Silus slowly let himself grin, seeing the breaking look in the other lion's eyes. Thane, for all that he was controlled, was trying to fight it with everything that he had left.
But the control of the rings was absolute. There was no escape from them. Bit by bit, the razor chopped off the white lion's mane, reducing it from a grand black neck ornament to something scraggly and young, and then to nothing at all. The bare-necked lion looked more like a lioness without the ruff, and Silus smiled in petty vengeance. He took the razor back, throwing it to the floor.
"Kneel."
The white lion did as he was ordered, and Silus slowly undid his pants. The appearance of his cock popping out, already erect and eager, was probably more than his bodyguards were ready for. They said nothing; they were paid not to.
"Beg."
It was clear that Thane didn't want to give in. It was ever so obvious that the lion didn't want to talk, didn't want to beg for something he didn't want. But there was no choice. The rings had been integrated, and his mind would fall, just as his body had.
"Please..."
Silus raised an eyebrow, and Thane groaned.
"Please...let me have your cock..."
"Why?"
"I...need it...I want your...superior cock...I'm worthy of...nothing else..."
He smiled. The fight was there, but it was breaking down. It wouldn't take long for the lion's mind to be broken to a proper servant. Nodding, Silus walked around his former rival and shoved him to the ground.
"You will take it, but where a bitch should. Raise your tail."
Up it went, and that was all that Silus needed. Raking his claws over his rival's suit, he tore a hole big enough for his cock, and dragged Thane back upon his shaft. The other lion didn't even growl; he was broken to service, and he would remain quiet unless ordered to do otherwise. Perhaps that would be something to be fixed in a later model of the device, but for the moment, it suited him just fine.
Besides, he liked to imagine that Thane was screaming in his skull, even as his mind was converted to be a proper piece of property.
The End