Chapter Eight: The Whistler
(Warning: Heavy Themes of Mind Break and N*n-C*ns*nt)
Reilly sat outside of the Captain’s office, Amy doing her best to cheer her up with a shoulder rub. It was nice, but Reilly couldn’t stop wondering how Watson was doing. He seemed too strong, too kind to somehow be turned into sex loving slave of some sort. Reilly was determined. She had seen Laine like that, and she didn’t want to see another friend fall to Calvin’s power.
Agent Lily had consoled her on the drive back, saying “By the sounds of it, over two dozen officers disappeared today. It’ll take time for Calvin to get through all of them. We still have time to save some of them, including Watson”
The door to the Captain’s office opened, and Lily waved her inside. Amy stayed outside while Reilly walked in, and sat down on one of the chairs in front of the desk. The captain was smoking, and the ashtray on her desk appeared to be overflowing. The captain put out the cigarette and smiled. “Lily here was just telling me you want to help with the raid on the Midnite Vienna”
Reilly nodded “I want to be one of the Officers who faces Calvin Thomas directly. With my niche, I would be an invaluable asset in taking him down”
The captain turned to Lily and chuckled “Was she practicing her pitch out there?”
Lily shrugged and smiled “Well it’s a good point. In Officee Watson’s report, he explained that Officer Reilly should never have been able to beat Martina. However, her niche closed the gap in their psychic ability and put her on top”
The captain leaned back in her chair “So in theory, even if Officer Reilly here doesn’t have the psychic power to beat Calvin, she could still win”
Lily nodded. Before they could continue, there was a knock at the door. Lily opened it, and Jesse walked in with a stack of papers. Today he was wearing yoga pants and a sweatshirt. But there was something else that Reilly noticed. Something that made her freeze. Jesse spoke “Here’s the costume budget for this month Ma’am.”
The captain’s face went cold “Put it on the desk, and ill look through it later”
Jesse nodded, put it down, and left. He closed the door on the way out. Once he had left, Lily shook her head. “What a piece of shit”
Reilly swallowed nervously. She turned to the captain. “Cap-Captain?”
The captain tilted her head in confusion and spoke in her concerned mother voice “What is it Reilly?”
Reilly pointed at the door “In the last 6 months, at any point did Jesse start acting different or weird”
The captain stiffened up and frowned “Yes, there was an incident where he slept around with some of the officers, which was very unlike him. I can’t say I like talking about it though”
Reilly nodded slowly and took a breath. She was sure she had felt it. The same thing she had felt when she had seen Amy working as a teller. Jesse had felt inferior to her. He was a slave. “A second question then” Reilly said “Is Jesse supposed to be a slave right now?”
The captain stood up quickly, her chair falling over. She immediately understood what was happening. “That son of a bitch. That son of a FUCKING BITCH! ILL KILL HIM, I SWEAR TO GOD I WILL HIM” Reilly had expected the captain to be angry, but this terrified her. Even Lily seemed surprised by this outburst.
The Captain was already at her office door, swinging it open so hard that the door stop embedded itself into the wood, scaring the hell out of Amy. She spoke in a much calmer, but still very intense voice “Reilly come with me”
Reilly stood up quickly and had to speed walk to keep up with the Captain’s furious pace. The captain said “No wonder so many of our Officers have been broken or captured recently. Poor Jesse must have been forced to funnel information by the shitstain Calvin”
Reillys eyes widened. Jesse being Calvin’s slave meant that he had intimate knowledge of every officers abilities, aura, and even their fears if they were close to him. Reilly nodded “I can get him back to you”
The Captain turned to her with a face of pure gratitude “If you can do that, you’ll be right next to me and Lily facing Calvin Thomas down.” They made it to the room where Jesse did his work. The Captain turned to Reilly “You go in there…and get him back. I can’t be in there, it’d be too much for me” Reilly realized that there were tears in the captain’s eyes
Reilly nodded “Dont worry Ma’am, Jesse will be back with you soon enough”
Reilly close the door behind her, and looked across the room. Jesse was working at a table, facing away from where she had entered. Reilly took a deep breath, feeling guilty that she had to do this to Jesse. She walked towards him, letting her niche take over. Her stride became slower, more relaxed and sultry. Reilly felt her body getting thicker, and more mature. As she transformed, she realized what was happening, and felt a pit of sadness in her stomach. Reilly was turning into the very same body and personality type as the Captain. Even as a slave, this is what Jesse wanted.
Reilly stopped behind Jesse, who sniffed the air, recognizing the scent of the Captain’s perfume. He turned around, and immediately Reilly pulled him into a hug. She pushed his head deep into her tits, petting his head. “Shhh, just let mommy take care of you.” Reilly tightened her grip as Jesse struggled, trying to pull back. “Dont fight it baby, just give in”
Jesse’s struggling slowed down, and Reilly pushed him onto the table. He laid back, staring up at the ceiling in a daze. Reilly pulled off his yoga pants, revealing a thong, with a chastity cage tightly locked down on Jesse’s cock. Reilly ripped off the thong, and unlocked the cage. Jesse’s cock stayed limp, abused by God knows how long of being stuck in that cage.
Reilly began to suck his limp cock, nursing it with her mouth and psychic power. Slowly, it began to become erect again. Blood pumping into unused veins, and to Reillys surprise, it was huge. 11 inches of pure thick twink cock. Reilly swallowed, and looked at Jesse’s face past his dick. He was under her control now. She shook her head and stood up. It wasn’t her right to go any farther. Jesse belonged with the captain, and that was that.
Reilly stepped out of the room, and relinquished control of Jesse. She looked at the Captain. “He’s all yours, you just have to go in their and claim him”
The captain hugged her “Thank you. Thank you so much.” The Captain ran into the room, slamming the door behind her.
Reilly was tempted to stay and listen through the door, but she had her own slave upstairs who could pleasure her. Reilly walked away, happy that this at least, had gone right.
Captain Tanny walked into the room, and saw the love of her life laying on the table. Jesse’s dick was still erect, and Tanny felt the pussy twitch. She picked up Jesse and carried him to a separate room, where his bed was. Tanny had suggested putting it there so they could mess around during work.
Tanny put him down, and laid down next to him. She put her psychix energy into his mind, and his eyes widened. Jesse looked at her, and his eyes filled with tears.
He hugged her “fucking…I’m so sorry Tanny…I couldn’t stop hi-”
Tanny put a finger to his lips “I know. And were going to get that piece of shit. But first, we need to help you out”
Jesse looked down at his cock and chuckled through the tears “You always know how to cheer me up”. Tannys clothes were thrown aside in only a couple moments.
Tanny smiled and got on top of Jesse, straddling his stomach. “Of course, mommy knows best”
Jesse held onto Tanny’s hips as she grinnded on top of his dick. Sex with Jesse had always been better then sex with slaves. An enslaved Jesse was somehow even better then that.
Tanny raised her head and gave an exaggerated moan as Jesse penetrated her. Jesse moaned in his high pitched voice, curling his toes. Tanny bounced on top of Jesse, letting his cock penetrate deep into her womb. Jesse’s hands mauled her tits, pinching her nipples at just the right moment when she slammed down on his cock. The combination of sensations was Tannys favorite.
Jesse smiled up at her as he grunted “I never thought…we’d be able to do…this again”
Tanny put her hands on his chest, bouncing her hips faster and faster. “Well be…doing it… every day now damn it!”
Both of them came at the same time, Jesse shooting months worth pent up cum into Tanny’s awaiting pussy. She screamed in ensure and held Jesse’s hands tightly to her chest.
Tanny laid down on top of Jesse, smothering him I her tits. As they fell asleep, Jesse whispered “This was always my favorite way to go to bed”
——-Watson Time——-
As it turns out, good clothes were annoyingly hard to find in a sex slave facility. Eventually, Watson gave up and fashioned a toga out of some bedsheets they had found in what appeared to be sleeping quarters. The toga covered his nudity, but it also constantly brushed against his dangling cock. Every few minutes Watson had to stop and take a break, regaining composure in the midst of all the pleasure.
From the lack of windows, they theorized that they were underground. Officer Glenn then suggested that they start from the bottom of the facility, and work their way up from their. They chose to spend five minutes max on each floor, just getting as much of the general layout as the could. Even still, it took hours.
“Jesus christ” Glenn said as they left the 12th floor “How much space does this bastard need?”
*Master loves having his slaves all in one place* Watson shook his head “International level telepaths eventually have so many slaves, that they start creating their own living space for them with their mind. The larger the space, the stronger the telepath”
Glenn sighed “So even among international telepaths he’s strong”
*Amazingly strong, too strong for him to deal with weak ones like her* “Goddamnit, what game is he playing?” Watson said as he stopped and leaned against a wall
Officer Glenn looked at him “What do you mean”
Watson grabbed his forehead “I keep hearing my own voice in my head, but it’s different, like a part of me is already under Calvin’s control”
Glenn looked him up and down “We need to get out of here then. Those drugs he injected you with did a number on you, and we have as much information as we’re going to get”
Watson was too aroused to argue. If he got out of here, he could take this all out on one of his slaves. *Maybe the one that looks like Reilly*. He gave Officer Glenn a thumbs up “Right, but remember, you need to put your own wellbeing ahead of mine. I’m already compromised, so if I break-”
“You won’t break David, so don’t don’t think about it” Glenn said as she grabbed Watsons forearm. She blushed and pulled away when she realized she had used his first name. “I mean..sir”
Watson laughed and straightened up “Thank you, I needed that. Let’s get going, we have alot of stairs to climb.”
Glenn smiled at him, and they went on their way. Several flights up, and Watson was somewhat regretting taking the stairs. It was just plain exhausting, but finding an elevator felt too dangerous. It didn’t help that Glenn was in front of him the whole way, her *tight ass stuck in those jeans, waving back and forth with every step*.
Watson slapped himself, causing Officer Glenn to turn around “Are you ok?”
Watson smiled up at her “Of course, don’t worry about me, just keep going” *Keep waving that ass around for me*. Watson gritted his teeth. It didn’t matter if he didn’t make it out if here, Tannon and Glenn needed to. And he certainly wouldn’t give into the voice in his head.
Watsons cock wasn’t going limp anymore. No matter how hard he tried, Glenn’s ass always wormed its way back into his mind. Sometimes he would close his eyes, and the scene of Officer Carter shaking in pleasure would play in his mind. *He wanted to break something, he wanted to destroy, he wanted to fuck*.
They finally reached the last stair ccad. Watson was breathing heavily as they ram through the facility, trying to find an exit. Glenn said “Hang in there David, we’re almost out of here. We need to tell the Captain what we’ve found here.”
Watson nodded silently, trying to focus on putting one foot in front of the other, and keeping his arms at his sides. He wouldn’t touch Glenn, he wouldn’t touch Glenn. *Touch Glenn, Grab Glenn, Fuck Glenn*
Finally, they burst through a door, and found themselves on the dance floor of the *Midnite Vienna*. It was full of guests, drinking, dancing, fucking their slaves, and even recieving lapdances from task force officers. Glenn shook her head in disgust and grabbed Watson by the hand. “Its right there David, come on!”
Glenn pulled Watson along, dragging him to the front door. Glenn pushed against it, but it didn’t budge. She slammed her shoulder into it, and rubbed it in pain. “David, sir, kick this door open, you’re more then strong enough to do it”
Watson wasn’t looking at Glenn. His eyes were stuck on a man who was walking towards them from across the room. Calvin Thomas was taking his time, smiling all the way. Watson could hear Glenn yelling something behind him, but he couldn’t pay attention to it. *Master wants me to do something*
Calvin stopped, and pointed at Officer Glenn. “Get her for me, my beautiful beast”
Watson turned around to Glenn. She looked up at him and shook her head “Fight it David!”*Her lips are so fuckable* “you can do it!” *Her hair is perfect for grabbing* “Just kick down the door and we can get out of here!” *Master wants a new slave* “Don’t forget about the mission!” *Master gave you a mission*
Watson snapped, his toga falling to the floor. Glenn took a single step back before Watson lunged at her. He grabbed her by the hair, dragging her to the center of the room. *Master wants him to put on a show for everyone*.
Glenn tried to fight, but Watson was far too strong. Once they reached the center of the room, he ripped away her shirt and bra with one hand. Her tits bounced around, and Watson grabbed them roughly. While she laid face up, he held her down so that her head was pointed at his crotch. Glenn’s head hung off the side of the stage, and Watson began fucking her mouth with everything he had. His cock was far too large, her mouth felt like it was being stretched to its limit. She could barely breath through her nose when he pulled out to the tip, and had to do it quickly before he thrusted back in again. Her tits bounced back and forth with every thrust. Glenn’s hands tried to push against his hips, but soon they were holding on tightly, the pleasure building in her body becoming too much.
Slaves came up on stage and pulled away Glenn’s jeans and underwear, revealing her sweet juicy cunt. Watsons mouth was watering. He pulled out of her mouth, leaving her gasping for air wity drool covering her face. The same drool dripped on the floor as Watson walked around to her legs. He flipped her over, and her legs wrapped around his waist automatically. Glenn was no longer in control of her own body. All she could do was scream in pleasure as Watson penetrated her pussy, evey inch of his massive cock entering her without mercy. Glenn’s eyes crossed and her tongue fell out. She gave a deep animalistic moan, and shouted “Yessss it’s fantaaaassstic!!!”
Watson grunted and moaned as he fucked Glenn, only seeing her as another slave that master wanted to be violated. He would do this to anyone for his master. His master loved him.
And he loved his master.
*End of Chapter Eight*
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