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Undone by his Suit

Part 2

for Katsuka

by Draconicon

Thankfully, Hable's security box hadn't caught sight of the NightVeiler on its feed, and the discrepancy had been relatively minor. A couple of workers hadn't been on-shift when they were supposed to be, which meant that the company had to fire them and hold them accountable for the billing hours that they were trying to get without actually working for them. Severe, but standard in this day and age.

Crypt'Lisk shivered as he walked out of the department store, letting out a breath that he hadn't realized that he'd been holding. He knew that there was no reason to be that scared, but at the same time, it was hard not to be when there was a risk of someone finding out that he lived a double life.

Nobody knows who NightVeiler is. And nobody cares.

That thought came to him again, just like it had that morning. Almost word for word, in some ways, which was a little weird now that he thought about it. The snake put it out of his head; he had other things that needed taking care of.

Ring ring.

Ring ring.

The company glasses vibrated against his scalp, and he pressed his hand to the frame pressed against the left side of his head. The lens filled with Mr. Vult's face.

"Yes, Mr. Vult?"

"Got an install job on the queue."

"Yes, sir."

"Get down to the waterfront. Major warehouse job."

Which was probably going to involve something for the mob, Crypt'Lisk thought. There was every reason that it could be a completely normal job, of course, but when it came to warehouses, SaefSec was seldom used by those with legitimate business leanings. Even now, when the companies had all the money, there were a hundred different ways for someone to make a living through criminal enterprises.

And while NightVeiler was primarily a hunter of the corporate criminals, it wouldn't hurt to go for the mob, as well. They were sometimes on his side, sometimes not, but they were still criminals, and...

Well, it had been a while since he had exposed a criminal - a real criminal - to the light of justice. Going down there, hacking the network, sending recordings of their meetings? That would get them arrested right quick, and even if they got off through bribery in the system, at least it would make sure that the mob had to pay out some cash to get them back on the payroll. It wasn't ideal, but it was a hell of a lot better than nothing.

Damage. It was all about doing damage.

"I'll head down there immediately, sir."

"Good."

"Anything else?"

"Don't ask questions. Ever."

"Yes, sir."

Like a good little drone, he cut the communications channel and hurried back to his car. All the installation tools and gear were in the back, and he could get this done in an hour, maybe less. And then? Well, he'd lay the groundwork for coming back later that night.

It was as obvious a criminal enterprise as ever he'd seen, and there was only one reason that they'd be as brazen about it as they were. They had corporate backing, and they weren't afraid to show it.

EnZin International, a company that specialized in bio-tech and a major competitor with the augmentation industry, had their logos all over the place. Every warehouse for two city blocks sported their brand name, but the workers there were anything but standard EnZin employees. They didn't have the usual odd-shaped limbs or out of proportion bodies that those that worked for the company actually were known for. The company wasn't shy about experimenting with its products on its employees, after all, and they were clear that it was part of the contract. Most people didn't complain too much about it; the augmentations weren't bad, and the pay was high, higher than the going rate, and people that complained were often found liable for the payment to get the company gear removed before they were fired. Removed, and often not replaced.

But not here. Here, it was clear that the various 'employees' shuffling crates around belonged to some of the more violent and successful gangs of Blue-Stream City. None of them recognized him, but Crypt'Lisk recognized some of them. He'd seen their leader, a wolf eel by the name of Yaru, talking with some of the other big-wigs in the corporations. Always offering 'security' in the form of augmented assholes that went around and patrolled things that the corporations couldn't be seen to be touching themselves.

This was a big one, then. Yaru charged high, and Crypt'Lisk knew that EnZin wouldn't be using him if they weren't serious about this operation here. They wanted it kept under lock and key, and that meant that there was every reason for him to leap in and expose them.

He kept his head down as he worked on installing the SaefSec boxes at each of the buildings, and mostly managed to avoid notice. When the thugs saw him, they only saw the company uniform. More than likely, they didn't see anything else past that, save for maybe the fact that he was a snake. Nobody asked for his ID, nobody asked what he was doing.

He was as good as a drone for all that he stood out when he was in his work uniform.

At the last of the warehouses, as he hooked the security box up to the Blue-Stream that gave the city its name, someone tapped him on the shoulder. He froze for a moment, slowly turning around.

It was Yaru himself, the wolf eel looking down at him. The dull-green man cocked his head to the side, his long neck swaying this way and that as his blunted, grayed teeth pushed past his lips. He clicked his jaws together, webbed fingers squeezing on the snake's shoulder.

"Don't think I know you," he said.

"Installation job. Saefsec," Crypt'Lisk said, pointing to the badge on his chest.

"Right. Credentials?"

He tapped his glasses, offering a holo-file. The eel took it, viewing it from his end before dismissing it.

"Right. Checks out."

"Can I get back to work?"

"Just a second."

"..."

"You almost done?"

"Yeah. Standard installation package."

"We paid for something more than that. Your boss said for you to put this on when you got here."

Something new? That wasn't what he'd heard. Mr. Vult hadn't mentioned anything to the tech support, debuggers, or installers that there was something new on the horizon.

Then again, with NightVeiler causing problems for the company here and there...

He would have to be careful, he decided, taking the chip that the eel offered him. There might not be anything going on, but then again, there might be safeguards meant to throw him off. That said, so long as he still had his link to the system, it should be okay. He just needed to read the code before he went in tonight, and everything should still go the way that it always did. He'd go in, get what he wanted, get out, and the company would be paying the price within twenty-four hours.

"Sure. No problem."

"Good. Make sure that it's completely installed before you go."

"SaefSec does the job. We always do."

"Just make sure that this one does its job. The boss promised that it was getting an upgrade to deal with that asshole flitting around."

Just like he thought. Well, if Mr. Vult thought that this would be enough to keep NightVeiler away, Crypt'Lisk looked forward to disappointing him. He nodded, installing the chip into the box before closing it completely. He surreptitiously downloaded the new code to his glasses before running the Blue-Stream through the box properly.

As soon as he did, the box hummed, and the connections that everyone with the government-mandated implants could feel suddenly diminished, the new security walls going up and shutting off any connection to the inner cameras. The data lists that normally would have fed the inventory to everyone with the right clearance went offline, too, requiring new log-ins to get past that security layer.

Yaru smiled.

"That works."

"Should hold just fine."

"It better. That little asshole better not come creeping around tonight. I've told my men to be ready for him."

He'd just bet that the eel had. He would also bet that it wouldn't really make a difference.

"Get it installed on the other buildings, too, and then you can head out. No need for anyone but my men here."

"Yes, sir."

The snake returned after nightfall, already dressed up in his costume. The fabric felt a bit tighter this time, pressing against his scales a little more than usual. He had felt that he might need to let it out a little, particularly in the hips and ass, just because of how tight it was and how it might make it a bit harder to move around, but for the moment, he would make it work. It would just take a little more care.

He looked at the warehouses from across the street, parked in an alley as he studied the guards moving from place to place. They were mostly of the rodent species, ranging from mice to rats with a few others that poked their heads around the corner from time to time. Rabbits seemed to do most of the supervising and commanding, with a few other eels like Yaru being the next ones up the command chain. They were all focused on keeping to regimented schedules and patrol patterns, and unlike a lot of the corporate in-house security, they seemed to have a better organization and pattern for eliminating blind spots.

That said, he was pretty sure that they were also relying on the security feeds from the various cameras. Ever since the mandated implants, it meant that security forces could supplement their own visuals with the feeds from the cameras scattered around the places that they guarded, and this seemed to be no exception. More than once, he spotted the guards turning to face something that had popped out from behind crates that were completely out of their view, and to see something that was not making a sound, for that matter.

For a normal thief, that would have been a problem. For NightVeiler, it was not going to be an issue in the slightest.

Hook up to the connection, find some blackmail, beam it out. Easy.

That's what he told himself, at least. He didn't know if he entirely believed it. There was a feeling that he'd been fighting since he woke up that morning, a sense of something...missing, and he still hadn't been able to nail it down properly. It was...weird, but he told himself he'd have to deal with that later, when he wasn't on the job.

"Let's see if the new system is anything to worry about," the snake muttered, pressing one finger to the side of his head.

SaefSec systems were usually locked down to the box itself, forcing everyone to make a hard-point connection before getting on the job. It was one of the main selling points, but it meant that someone that could hack the hard-point could stay connected to the rest of the system. All the other times, he had used a secondary, ghost account in his tools to make sure that he had an opening when he reached the box, but this time...

This time, there was an open connection, a signal that he could tap into from a distance. Crypt'Lisk did just that, sliding in and -

And almost immediately hit a firewall that would have triggered an alarm for the whole facility. He backed his digital self off immediately from that, shaking his head as his heart slowly slid back out of his throat.

"Okay, let's not do that..."

It was a strange sort of signal, emitting more than it was doing anything else. Usually, there were a series of transmissions under the overall announcement signal, but that wasn't the case here. It was more like a consistent, low-grade beaming of two different streams of information. One was a coded signal that was barely encoded at all, transmitting on a lower frequency than most implants were capable of picking up. He only got a hold of it due to the way that his suit was built, picking up everything that was around rather than just the standard frequencies. He ignored it, since it seemed to be sending nothing of any import, just a random code that repeated over and over again. Once he determined that it wasn't some kind of SOS, he put it out of his mind and focused on the other data-stream.

That one was the security feed, a full download that was constantly updating as it went out to the different members of the security forces on-site. It was protected by the layers of firewalls that he had been asked to install, but...

Hmmm...

It was almost too easy, and Crypt'Lisk almost wondered if it would be an idea to put off this particular job until he had a chance to study the upgrades. He had never pulled back from a job before, but there was something about this that screamed trap.

But if it was, and he was pushed back, then Yaru would be talking about the upgrade with everyone through Blue-Stream City. Everyone would start using it, and it would go from an isolated upgrade to a systems-wide one. If he couldn't push through it now, then it would be an obstacle everywhere, making it harder for him to do his job.

Okay. Let's just get inside and find a hard-point. We'll do it the old-fashioned way...

Hoping against hope that the hard-point hadn't been similarly upgraded, he hopped out of his car, engaging his suit and making his way to the fence. By the time that he reached the hard-light wall, he'd already gone invisible, and wasn't even casting a shadow.

Up and over he went, landing on the other side without even a thump. A pair of rat thugs passed by, their jumpsuits shimmering in the light of the hard-light barrier, and their weapons glimmered, too. Crypt'Lisk winced slightly. They weren't lethal weapons, which was a good thing, but that boded badly for anyone that did happen to get caught on this side of the fence. Getting caught meant that they had a way of dealing with those that saw things that they weren't supposed to.

Find a hard-point. Deal with the rest after that.

Shaking his head, he hustled along, finding the gaps between their patrols and using them as best he could. There weren't many; Yaru trained his people well, but as they still relied on the security feed, that meant that he still had a way of sliding between them, since he was invisible to them.

It didn't take long before he was well past the wall and finding his way around one of the warehouses to the security box. The SaefSec symbol beckoned to him, and he walked over, pressed his tool to it -

HMMMMMMMMMM.

Crypt'Lisk stepped back as the secondary signal suddenly amped up in power, and to his surprise, his suit started squeezing even tighter around his hips and groin, pulling in cloth and rubbing between his cheeks. He gritted his teeth, shaking his head -

"What's that?"

"Must have been a short circuit. Cheap-ass SaefSec."

"Check the box."

They were coming. He stepped back, hiding behind some crates. Not that it would be needed with the camo field, but it was best to be safe. Not like he could be seen, but not like he should take risks, either.

As he crouched down, he wondered why his suit was still squeezing down around him. He knew that the suit's fitting wasn't quite what it should be, but at the same time, there was no reason a signal burst like that should have been making the material contract or...or do other things.

The rats rounded the corner with a rabbit superior, the lapine officer making his way to the box with a rod in hand. One of the control features, he imagined. He kept his head low, watching them...

Looking down...

Crypt'Lisk didn't realize that he had started staring at the rodent bulges until his eyes had been fixed on them for the last minute, nor did he know why he was doing that. The snake shook his head, looking back at the rabbit, but the large-balled bulges in those tight suits still stuck in his mind.

Stop thinking about that.

It wasn't like he was a computer, though, and like all free-willed organics, his thoughts started drifting back to the things that he had already seen. The pressure on his hips seemed to move to his head, his suit feeling tighter and tighter, almost like it was doing the work of shoving the thoughts into his head. But that was stupid...

Almost as stupid as the idea of having those rats tea-bag him with those big balls...

Or having them hold him down with his legs in the air and use him...

Or wanting to have something up his ass so bad that he was already reaching down and -

Crypt'Lisk gasped as he felt one of his own fingers pulling at his ass-cheeks, dragging himself out of the fantasy. What...how the hell did those things even get into his head? He wasn't even interested in bottoming like that. Never had been. No matter what kind of work drone he happened to be -

Why am I so obsessed with drones?

• he was never that interested in being one for real. He wasn't that kind of slut. Wasn't a slut at all.

Was he?

No, no, no way.

Unless -

No.

Not at all.

The snake shook his head, more than slightly hot under the collar as he pulled himself out of the mental debauchery that was already starting. The lapine officer was fiddling with the box, tapping it, ready to initiate a reset. This time, he would be ready to hack it better. This time, he would be ready to just go for it, getting around the firewall. This time -

"Reset Initiated."

The computer voice preceded a sudden hum and shutdown, followed by -

"NNNNGH!"

He barely managed to stifle the sudden moan coming from deep within, but it was a narrow thing. Even as the box rebooted, sending out that upper-stream of signals as the new security downloads resumed, that lower signal came through stronger, with more commands embedded in the string of code. They repeated over and over again, and he didn't understand why. They were just pulsing, pushing up against his own thoughts, making his suit tighter and tighter. Why the hell was it responding to something like -

"Hey, guys?"

"What?"

"Anyone see that glow before?"

Glow?

"What glow?"

"There, behind the crates."

Crypt'Lisk opened his eyes. His suit was casting a blue light all around him, not brilliant, but more than enough to be seen late at night when all the other lights were out. His mouth hung open, his eyes going wide as he realized that the signal was fucking with his suit even worse than he imagined. The rats circled the crates, and he froze, hoping against hope that they'd see the glow but not his silhouette.

He hoped in vain.

The rats aimed their weapons right at him, one of them smiling, the other shaking his head. He could hardly believe that his suit would fail like this, but it had. Whatever upgrade had gone through the system had been aimed specifically at some new weak point in his suit.

"Step out of that little hiding place, NightVeiler."

And they knew who he was. Lovely.

He did as they asked, his hands over his head as he stood up. Despite the fact that he topped the rats by nearly a foot, it didn't matter. They were armed, he was not. The stealth aspects of the suit were the only real things that allowed him to do anything as a vigilante. He had no extra strength, no real speed or training when it came to fighting. There was stealth, and that was it. He gritted his teeth as the rabbit walked around, pulling his arms behind his back and pinning them in place.

The signal continued to pulse through his suit, making it squeeze harder around his ass, around his cock. Particularly around the latter, showing it off in stark relief as he was tied up and restrained. He groaned under his breath as the restraints all but pushed his hips forward, making him show off everything to the other men around him. The smiling rat started chuckling, lowering his weapon and pressing his fingers against the snake's bulge, rubbing along the slight hardness that was starting to form down there. Crypt'Lisk groaned under his breath.

"Oh, ho ho, look at this. A little pervert under the suit, huh?" the rat said.

"Shut up," the snake muttered.

"Hey."

The not-so-smily rat pulled his pistol up, pressing it against the cobra's chin. His breath caught in his throat; even a non-lethal blast could have some serious complications from that close. He kept his mouth shut as the rats started fondling him further, the rabbit doing the same from behind. The less-happy one shook his head.

"You'd better keep your yap shut. We've heard of you. And now, just like the big guy said, you're going to be ours."

"..."

"You want to ask questions, you little fuck?"

"...Yes."

"Heh...go on...But for every question, we take a bit more."

"Who's the big guy?"

RIIIIP!

Crypt'Lisk gasped as he felt the cool night air against his ass, and he realized what they meant by 'take a bit more.' They'd ripped his suit open, taking a bit of his dignity. His hole was on display, and the rabbit was groping him, teasing him. The feeling of furred fingers between his cheeks was so wrong, but there was nothing he could do about it.

Except push back.

He pushed the slutty thought down, but this time, it refused to get out of his head. He groaned, shaking his head as the rat chuckled.

"Don't worry. This isn't Yaru. Much fun as it'd be fun to have you as company property, someone else already claimed you."

"..."

"And it's a big guy. Very big guy in our little underworld."

That meant that it was probably someone running a corporation and pushing this as a shell operation. Was it EnZin, or someone in it? Or was there -

"Ah...ah..."

Crypt'Lisk gasped as the rabbit forced two fingers up his ass. He expected it to hurt, but...but it didn't. It almost felt...slippery back there already. How, why, he didn't know, but his hole felt like it was more experienced than it should be, taking the fingers more quickly than he wanted to admit that it should do.

The other guards grinned at him, the rats fondling their bulges. The gun came down, removing the threat of being blasted through the brainpain, and he shivered as he felt their hands running between his legs.

"I think that this super-suit has him overdressed."

"I think you're right."

"Hey, ass. You got any more questions?"

Tons, but he was barely handling what was happening to him right then, let alone what else they might have planned for him. He bit his lip, looking down and away.

"Heh, maybe he should hear who the big guy is. That might get him to open up."

"Or we can just take it."

The idea of them doing that was almost appealing, and he didn't know why. He wasn't even into this sort of thing, but the minute that they suggested just taking him, his cock throbbed. The suit squeezed around him, teasing it harder, harder, and harder still until the shaft poked forward, standing up and pointing at the rats properly. They smirked, looking from it to him.

"Looks like the little bitch wants to be put in his place."

"Why don't we help him out with that?"

RIIIIIP!

RIIIIP!

RIP!

Three more rips, and he was not only fully exposed - his cock throbbing and spitting pre-cum for no reason that he could understand - but he was also tied up with his hands behind his back and his legs up and over his head. The suit material was pulled out, dragged down like ropes around his ankles that tied them behind his head, leaving him completely open as they threw him over a crate.

The rabbit pulled his fingers free, and the rats lined up at his asshole. The rabbit moved around to his head, unzipping and pulling out a hard cock that was seven inches long, wet at the tip, and more than slightly musky. He slapped it against Crypt'Lisk's lips, making it clear that if he didn't open up, the rabbit would make him open up, and he might not like being forced.

And it might feel good...

"Nnngh..."

What was happening to him? He had no...he wasn't...

But like a good little drone, he opened his mouth. His head got tilted further back, and he felt that cock sliding past his lips, going down his snout and into his throat almost instantly. He had no real gag reflex thanks to being a snake, but that didn't mean that he didn't feel the cock going all the way in, nor did it mean that he missed the smell of the musk coming off the rabbit's balls.

He didn't have long to get used to the feeling of that dick sliding down his throat, either, as the two rats soon had their cocks out and were slapping them over his asshole. He would have gasped in shock at the feeling of that wet heat against his pucker, not to mention the way that they were already being so rough about it, grinding in, pulling out, grinding in again. Never penetrating, but just sliding their wetter, sweatier dicks over his hole and making him feel every second of it, threatening him with penetration over and over again.

The cobra kept telling himself that he didn't want this, but his body was only heating up further and further. The upper part of the costume tightened further, almost like it was responding to some sort of signal from something else, encouraging and aiding the bondage. No matter how he squirmed, the suit only seemed to pull tighter, dragging his arms tighter behind his back, pulling his head down and making it easier for the rabbit to fuck his throat, and -

_Feel good.

Feel used._

Feel happy.

Don't think.

Don't fight.

Don't worry.

Obey.

Obey.

Obey.

They came almost more as images than thoughts, but they came nonetheless, and they came with every thrust. It didn't take long before the snake was panting, his cock throbbing over his belly as he heard the commands over and over again.

The rats chuckled, slapping his cock back and forth before one of them lined up between his ass cheeks. The plentiful slime of their cocks and the strange wetness around his hole provided all the lube the rat needed for -

Squelch.

"Mmmph!"

He arched his back against the crate, panting hard as the rat's shaft plundered his hole. It went in easily, just like the rabbit's fingers, one more humiliation for the hero that he was trying to be. In, out, in, out, thrusting away with abandon, and the more that it filled him, the more that his head told him that he liked it.

I don't!

But there was something that did, and that something kept oozing pre-cum all over his belly. He moaned, whimpering around the shaft jammed down his throat. The rabbit laughed, already tapping his head.

"We're gonna call all the others in to have a turn with you before we let you go, slut. The big guy wanted you to get the message, wanted you to understand that this is off-limits to you now. That bear's gonna make sure that you learn your place from now on."

Bear.

No. No way. There wasn't - how could - Mr. Vult was many things, but there was no way that he was this deeply connected. How would he -

"MMPH!"

Another thrust, and he was on the verge of orgasm, focusing more on that than anything else. The rat leaned over him, soft fur rubbing against his balls, and it got harder and harder to think of anything but the rut that he'd been caught in, a rut that was getting ever more encouraged by thoughts that weren't his own.

Thrust...

Thrust...

Thrust...

At some point, the first rat came, leaving his ass a mess, but before any of it could dribble out, the rats changed places, and the other one rammed in just as hard as the first, taking his place and using all that cum as lube. Crypt'Lisk moaned as he was filled to the brim once more.

Some time later, the rabbit did the same, pulling out to spray his face. The snake had a half-second when his head was free, only for an eel to come by and plug the hole once more.

And so it went, for hours.

When the orgy was done and the guards threw him over the wall, he was left in a cummy mess, covered, marked, and utterly reeking of sex. He could barely move, his eyes rolled back in his head. And yet, somehow, the holes in his suit were gone, and he was covered up down below, marinating in the dripping ooze that came sliding from his broken hole.

What...what...

Something had happened, but...

Mr. Vult...

He had to...had to find the bear...had to find answers...

Had to...

The End

Summary: Crypt'Lisk goes to the next job he's been ordered to, realizing that it's a good place to visit as his vigilante alter-ego again. It doesn't go as planned.

Tags: M/M, M/M/M, Dubcon, Anal, Oral, Bondage, Cyberpunk, Hero, Rat, Snake, Rabbit, Creampie, Musk, Facefuck, Mind Control, Hypnosis, Conditioning, Corruption, Series, Orgasm, Cum,