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Project Ataraxia (pt1)

Project Ataraxia (Part 2)

By Whitepython

Farlox stood before the main entrance door to his office and laboratory, keycard on his hand. With the exception of the light on the panel slot for the card and the moonlight coming through the windows behind him, He was surrounded by the late night darkness.

The gecko squeezed the plastic card with his right index finger and thumbs. He felt his belly shifting upside down while his eyes scanned the area side to side as he curled his large toes against the cold ground in the unknown of what could be waiting for him at the laboratory where Ataraxia rested.

The lizard hoped that the feline had somehow overridden both locks and escaped, or that Isdel has gotten help from the security department. Farlox really wanted for the feline to be gone so he could deactivate Ataraxia without objections. He wished that nobody else could run the risk of ending up brainwashed just like it almost happened to him.

Maybe he would find the panther sleeping on the padded table if he wasn't able to escape. If that were the case, he would demand Isdel to leave the laboratory at once so he could do what he came here to do. And he had to be firm about it.

At any rate, it was time to face whatever was waiting for him.

The single swipe along the electronic device attached to the wall made a cut in the anxiety the reptile felt after he was greeted by an electronic chime along with a green light in the panel that invited him to come inside.

Farlox pushed the stick like knob down to open the metallic door so he could step in into the challenge that awaited him.

The reptile was surprised when he noticed that all the lights in his office were turned on and the feline was reclined in his chair. With his black furred foot paws propped up on the desk to expose this dark gray feline sole pads as he read some files related to the project.

However, Isdel tossed the folder with the records away over the large desk as soon as the reptile appeared. After that, the feline placed his hands behind his head while he wiggled his black toes at the gecko, action which was followed by a broad grin of satisfaction on that black muzzle. Those fangs looked bright white thanks to the black feline lips that surrounded them.

"And the rebel slave has returned to his master."

"Shut up Isdel!" the gecko commanded even if the words spoken by the feline made his belly tingle in excitement. He thought to himself that it was a side effect from the failed brainwash. "I'm not here to play with you."

"If you haven't returned so I could finish your process, do tell, what are you doing here?"

"I can't leave you locked up in here for three days in a row. It's not ethical. I came to kick you out of here and to tell you that Monday morning, as soon as the directive board meets up, I am accepting their decision on scrapping Ataraxia."

The feline chuckled in response. After that, the room sunk in a moment of deafening silence. Isdel lowered his masculine foot paws so he could lean against the desk by placing his elbows on the smooth surface. After that, he rested his head on his hands. His yellow eyes locked on the gecko with a burning intensity that Farlox could feel while those white feline fangs remained present in a grin as Isdel's tail swung from side to side behind him.

"So you are willing to ditch your little science fair project just to stop me from rescuing yourself?"

"I don't want to have a crazy maniac such as you using my invention for his own selfish gains! I rather see my project crash and burn than having you abusing Ataraxia for your sick ideas of slavery."

The gecko could feel those yellow eyes still weighing on him. Farlox tried to get them off of his mind, but he couldn't. Those eyes made his belly tingle just like his groin did. There was something so alluring about Isdel. His captivating eyes. His large and strong foot paws. His ever increasing dominant presence. The gecko considered the idea for a brief second to apologize about this and to kiss those masculine feet he saw presented before him a moment ago and hope his master would be kind enough to grant him forgiveness.

Where did that idea come from? That's the opposite of what he came here to do! He had to kick the panther out of his office right away and wait for Monday morning to handle over his own project so it could be sent into oblivion where Isdel would never be able to lay a finger on it.

"Let's have Project Ataraxia scrapped over, alright. But what about you my handsome slave? Are you willing to live broken and incomplete for the rest of your life? All bitter and alone, turned into nothing but a work drone until the very last of your days?"

"Once they send you to another department and I get assigned to work on something else I shall have plenty of time to date."

"Yeah. Sure. And I will be promoted to CEO of A.S.Tech for my next birthday..." the feline released another soft purr accompanied by a mocking grin that was more than easy for the gecko to feel bruising his ego. "You returned to me Farlox. You are looking for your master so he can finish the enslaving program on the machine with you. I am your master. I know you very well my slave."

"S...Shut up! Get out of my office." The gecko ordered even if the dominant proposal to finish the process had stirred once again the fires in his belly.

"Alright my dear slave. Take me out of here if you insist."

"And shut up already with the slave thing!" the frustrated gecko yelled as he walked to the back of his desktop where the feline looked at him in expectancy.

As the lizard got closer and closer to the feline, the fire in his belly tempted him to submit. How bad could it be to lick those strong and masculine black feet while begging for forgiveness? The approval of master was more important than anything else after all.

Farlox hissed in an almost inaudible way to himself in disapproval for conceiving those thoughts. He placed his long fingers around the panther's shoulders to push him off of the chair; however, the panther stood up after the first tug and smiled at the tall reptile.

The gecko squeezed those shoulders with a tighter grip. But touching Isdel and having him so close felt so good. He wanted to grope the feline's chest, to wrap his arms around his waist. To keep him close.

Farlox struggled once again with himself, but he had to be strong. But his internal struggle was resolved for him when something warm and rough pressed against his lips. The lizard noticed that his snout was caught in a kiss by the panther's muzzle.

He shuffled one step back even if his arms wished to wrap around that slim waist. Isdel moved forth, not giving truce to the reptile. Farlox shut his lips tight even if his tongue attempted to slip out of his scaly lips while his belly fluttered.

The reptile wasn't sure if what he felt stirring from the very core of his being was a desire to repel the feline or if it was pure lust for his master.

Why would he not lust after his masculine and wonderful master? Wait a minute! That's not right. He enjoys the company of females.

Isn't it...?

After a couple of seconds of being captured in the dominant grip of the Black Panther, Farlox earned his freedom once he managed to push Isdel back against the desktop chair. Isdel recovered fast from the thrust while Farlox wiped his muzzle clean with the back of his hand.

"I think the memories of your ex-girlfriend are pretty much gone. There is still a little leftover, but at this point, it's nearly a complete success. If we finish the process, you will lead a happy and blissful existence under my care."

The gecko shook his head fast. It was impossible that he was changed so soon. He refused to believe those words even if the increasing lust he felt in his body for the Black Panther agreed with Isdel.

The feline kept his eyes on the gecko as he licked his chops with satisfaction. Isdel returned to approach the gecko once again with the tenacity of an apex hunter. As his hands slid towards the reptile's belly, Farlox wrapped his long-fingered hands around those black wrist to push away his lab partner once again, yet the reptile didn't put too much effort on his rejection this time.

"Come with me." The panther gave an order with another soft purr that made the reptile shiver in desire "Your master and lover command you. Ataraxia is waiting for us. -Don't keep us waiting my love.-"

"You just are trying to steal my project!"

"Do you mean -our- project...?" the feline remarked "Project that has less than three days to exist? I need to take complete charge of Ataraxia during the time it has left so I can help you. I want to heal you. Let this be my proof of love to you Farlox."

The gecko could feel something in the voice of the feline. Isdel spoke with passion and meaning. The lizard was able to feel the arms of the Black Panther to wrap once again around his waist as he was approached.

"I love you 'lox. I really do. Please let me heal you. This is the best for both of us..." after those words, the reptile was able to feel a raspy tongue licking along his scaly neck, which caused the lizard to shiver in pleasure as the warmth of the mammal before him mixed with his cool body.

"I am not trying to steal anything from you. I want to be the leader so I can lead your recovery. So I can lead your life. I want to be the leader so we both can lead a wonderful life together. I know you want this, or else, you wouldn't have returned to me."

There was something strange about this. The feline tricked him once. He could be tricked in any moment now. But before the reptile could come with yet another objection, Isdel held his right wrist and dragged him towards the hand scanner which kept locked the door that guarded Project Ataraxia.

The Panther placed the gecko's right hand on the touch screen before it changed to green and the door slid away to reveal his beloved and metallic beast with the power to make his life perfect at the hands of his master.

As both scientists crossed the threshold in between the laboratory and office, the gecko rose his thick tail behind him. In any moment now, he could whip the feline like he did before and knock him out. He could leave him locked in the lab and think of doing something else to seize control of Ataraxia and fulfill his mission.

Or he could even strap the feline down to the table and give him a taste of his own medicine...

But how could he even consider such horrendous ideas? How could he consent for a split second the cruel intention to harm his master? Isdel was the only person in the entire world that could fix his broken self. Even if he spent a long time struggling against the feline, Farlox had to admit to himself that he felt cared for. He felt safe and seduced in the arms of that masculine panther.

It was an inevitable fact that his machine was doomed to disappear on Monday morning, but why does it have to go without at least making his own life complete? Why was his body burning with desire? Why this panther has made him feel like no woman has ever made him feel before?

What if he was in love with Master Isdel?

Even if Farlox felt disdain for the feline because he tricked him before, how could he resist his master after such nice treatment and kind words? Everyone wants to improve their own lives. It's a natural desire. Maybe his life could be better thanks to master Isdel and Ataraxia. But if he wanted to improve his life, he had to act before the directive board takes both of them away from his reach for good.

The Panther helped Farlox to lay on the metallic table before he could feel Isdel's right hand cupping his scaly muzzle and being brought into a deep kiss.

This time he placed no resistance. Farlox now got a happy moment of intimate pleasure with his owner. Once the kiss was broken the feline caressed his chin with a soft smile. On the top of that, Isdel was a master kind enough to help him adjust the helmet over his scaled head.

As he laid and relaxed on the table in the darkness of the helmet, he realized that this was the exact opposite of what he came here to do, but he felt overpowered by the desire of being caressed by this magnificent feline. He felt so secure in his arms. He felt the dire need to allow the Black Panther to take care of him and to let master heal his broken self.

He felt so horny for master Isdel.

The visor came to life before the gecko's eyes. The vision of the autumn forest reappeared along with the voice of master calling him from all directions. A soft humming also began to play and to mingle with the sound of the woods and to slide into the very core of his being.

Farlox felt his pants and trouser being lowered down to allow his genital slit to be free. He also felt his shirt being unbuttoned and tugged away just like earlier today to reveal his smooth yellow and green chest.

The gecko shivered for a moment as his naked self was revealed: his green and yellow skin with red dots was exposed in the open. His slim arms without muscle definition but with delineated tendons were stretched by his Master. His pectorals stretched, and under them, his skinny abdominals could be spotted.

In between his legs, his pale blue reptilian maleness began to emerge. It flopped semi erected over to his left side. Farlox felt aroused by the act of being naked and exposed before his owner. He felt incited by the desire to be owned by master Isdel. His half hard blue reptilian cock was also in expectancy as his long and slim legs on which the only noticeable features were his knees and his scaly feet were spread wide by the Black Panther just like his arms were handled.

This time he was aware of the moment that the security straps on the machine were set on him. But they pinned only his wrists down. His legs were spared from the bindings, but his tail was caught this time on one of the security straps for one of the legs. After a moment, he felt a warm and slick, yet raspy tongue exploring every single centimeter of his soft blue meat. Farlox groaned loud in pleasure as this made his dick to leak its first line of pre and to grow into full size. It's been a long time since someone cared about him like this. -The gecko somehow knew that master would always take care of him-.

The reptile curled up his long toes as that raspy tongue danced around the tip of his pale blue shaft. The reptile shivered and tensed in his bindings as his beloved creation held him down and entrained his mind while master Isdel pleasured his slave meat.

Why did he just thought of his own cock as a slave meat? The gecko wasn't sure, -but that idea felt so right.-

The thick padded fingers of the panther began to caress his long soles just like they did in the morning. They slid in between his toes as the Panther used his rough textured tongue to lick along the base of his blue shaft.

The slim gecko could feel a long line of pre-semen escaping his pale blue maleness to demonstrate his master how much he loved the attention he received.

As he was feeling lost in the pleasure given by that feline tongue, the back of his mind was assaulted by that chant of voices. Even if the lizard couldn't understand what they were saying, he felt invited to sleep and relax. The vision of the forest and its river also made him felt like becoming just like one of those golden leaves and to float away in the relaxing stream of sensations surrounding him. His nose could smell the scent of his own sexual musk rising in the air. Isdel kept working on his maleness with his tongue which was as dexterous as his fingers were. This made the reptile to release another sound of pleasure while his maleness endured that raspy sensation along every centimeter of its erogenous flesh.

Farlox was able to feel his heart beat to increase as the feline decided to focus his attention on the tip of his meat after playing with the rest of his lizard length.

Farlox curled his fingers as he felt his master's muzzle to deep throat his meat out of sudden. All the way to his genital slit. He could feel the warm muzzle and thick whiskers of the feline pressed against his crotch. The gecko squirmed hard in his bindings for a second. Unable to believe how wonderful this felt as his shaft leaked a thick line of pre into the panther's maw.

The soft humming coming from the helmet kept on seducing his mind to submit. This time the idea to resist was impossible. His willpower was diluted by the wonderful sensation his master was triggering on him. He decided at this point to close his eyes and enjoy the attention his needy blue maleness was receiving from his master.

As Farlox felt his release building up, he could feel the thick padded hands of the feline to caress his naked self as the gecko felt the impulse to let himself go into the hypnosis that Ataraxia kept on inviting him to sink into. But the desire to sleep came to a full and sudden stop when the gecko felt something prodding under his tail. It was a smooth finger going under his tail. The gecko supposed that the smooth sensation could only come thanks to one of those special oils the feline enjoyed using.

The gecko felt the finger going inside. It sank a few centimeters deep before the thick pad smothered his insides. Farlox released a soft groan as this sent the gecko to a new level of pleasure he has never felt before. Isdel massaged his prostate with care in a soft pace. After a moment of the smooth circular motions, the feline added a second finger to double the pleasure the reptile was experimenting.

As the bound gecko submitted to the special treatment under his tail, he could feel his heartbeat to increase while the tingling around his meat grew fast as the raspy tongue kept his blue meat submitted under never ending pleasure. After a few more licks and rubs, the feline pushed him to the edge. Farlox squeezed his eyes tight as his whole body exploded in the oral pleasure ignited by both of the feline maw and fingers.

After the squirming and tension the gecko experienced during his orgasm faded out, Farlox felt his body relaxing. The feline nursed his spent meat after those fingers left his tail. But the relaxation turned into tension once more when he felt something thicker and warmer than those fingers pressing under his tail.

Farlox didn't enjoy that strange sensation, he began to shake his hips as he attempted to close his unbound legs.

"It's okay my dear slave. Don't worry about it..." Isdel purred "allow master to do what he wants -Just follow the pretty video and relax for me.-"

Farlox returned his attention to the helmet where he could see the peaceful forest inviting him to remain calmed just like the Black Panther asked. His ear canals resumed following the soft and seductive sound made by the chant of voices speaking to him as they mixed with the strange humming and the sounds in the forest. Farlox submitted and allowed his master to play under his tail.

The lizard was able to feel something warm and smooth, yet pretty thick filling his insides while those feline palms caressed his slim abdominal walls. The gecko was able to feel the barbed meat to stroke his insides in the same pleasing way that the raspy tongue took care of his meat some moments ago.

After a few minutes of getting used to the sensation of having his master sunk inside him, the gecko felt invaded by thrust after thrust of pleasure. The initial fear melted away to give room to bliss that increased with every second of the attention that his thick shafted master was giving him. To add to the strong sensations, the lizard was surprised by the tight and smooth grip of master's thick padded fingers around his cock. They worked with the dexterity he was familiar with. His marvelous master was inviting him to experience a second orgasm.

The gecko struggled in between paying attention to the pleasure his master gave him and the hypnotic stimulation that was given by Ataraxia. But in the end, the machine dragged his senses back to the enslaving forest.

Even if it was the very same forest he was fearful of in the morning, now it looked like a safe place for his mind to get lost. Everything happened under the watchful care of his master. The strange voices weren't beckoning him into enslavement. No. they were inviting him to become a new whole person. One that master would approve of.

Pleasure began to build up once again as the barbed meat of his master rubbed his insides nice and smooth. But what sent the gecko to his orgasm was the warm sensation of the panther emptying himself, filling his tummy deep inside of him with a nice warmth. Such warmness was enough to trigger the reptile to explode for the second time.

After the extra and strongest orgasm had disappeared, the gecko felt his whole body tired and spent. The soft caressing that returned along his scaly feet invited him to submit once and for all into the hypnotic spell of Ataraxia and to fall asleep under the watchful guide of master Isdel.

Farlox was now ready now to hand over both the leadership of Ataraxia for its last three days of its mechanical life and to handle the handle control of his own life for the rest of his days.

* * *

When the gecko woke up, the first thing he noticed was that he was free from both the bindings and the helmet. After a moment more, he sat on the table he was once bound to.

Farlox wasn't sure for how long has he been asleep in Ataraxia. But he woke up feeling fantastic and refreshed. With all the energy in the world to take down any project, but the most important project would be to pleasure master Isdel. To obey his word as law. After all, Master Isdel has always been with him. He was his first and only lover, friend and colleague.

"You finally woke up slave." Master Isdel spoke before he approached the slave gecko. Farlox was able to spot the black furred panther he loved in complete nudity:

Master was a slim man just like he was, but his muscles were a bit more defined than his own. Thanks to this, the enslaved reptile was able to enjoy a nice pair of pectorals placed above some sleek abs under his master's shiny black fur and a pair of legs and arms with the same level of beauty.

"Let me help you get ready, we need to go back home. You have to help me to move and to rebuild Ataraxia on my own basement as soon as possible. Remember you promised me to do such slave."

The feline caressed the gecko's scruff. In that moment Farlox noticed that he was wearing a collar around his green and yellow neck. In return, the gecko wrapped his arms around his master and kissed that black feline snout. Isdel returned the gesture after cupping his scaly snout with both hands.

Farlox felt so happy now. He felt so complete. He felt cared by a wonderful owner that he could put his love and trust on and feel confident that they would be honored and returned back to him.

"You are such a beautiful slave, my love. But if we're going to be together; if I am going to be your owner from now on, it's time to be honest with you." The Black Panther spoke as he caressed the cool and flat pectorals on Farlox's long and thin chest.

"What's up love?" the enslaved gecko asked as he showed off both a big grin on his muzzle and his brand new collar with pride as he received attention from his master.

"Today when I approached you in the morning, I was supposed to deliver a memorandum from the directive board. They authorized the full three months extension we requested to finish Project Ataraxia..."