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Project Overrule

"Corporal Myers, right?"

Myers looked up from his beer. A tall and well-built grizzly bear in jeans and a black shirt had just sat himself down on the barstool next to him and was looking at him with a slightly menacing smile.

"Not been a corporal in years, buddy." The polar bear replied. "Been out of the army a long time." As he looked at this grinning grizzly, a flicker of familiarity passed through his mind. He had no idea who this guy was, but there was something strangely familiar about him.

Myers frowned. "Do I know you?"

The grizzly simply chuckled. "You really don't remember me, do you?"

"You seem so familiar..." Myers was struggling to place where he knew this guy from. Somewhere in the back of his mind, he felt like there was something wrong here.

"You don't remember Project Overrule?" The grizzly said, seeming to look more and more smug and satisfied by the second. "You really don't remember being a test subject?"

"Test subject?" Myers said, confused. He was certain he'd never been any kind of test subject. "Buddy, I think you've got me mixed up with someone else..." It was then that he noticed that the top button of the grizzly's shirt was open and he spotted something hanging around his neck. Dog tags. "Wait, you're military?"

The bear ignored the question. "Wow, they really did a good job blocking all the memories when they shut down the project..."

Myers was about to lose his patience with this guy. "Look, I don't know who you are, but I..."

The grizzly interrupted him. "Alpha override 9649 gamma Zeus. Activate drone mode."

Myers found his entire body suddenly frozen, his conscious mind switching off. He spoke without thinking. "Command code accepted. Drone mode activated. Unit ready for commands."

"Excellent." The grizzly said, glancing about to make sure that no one in the bar was near enough to hear, or had noticed anything unusual. "They only blocked the memories, they didn't manage to erase my command codes from your programming. Do you remember who I am now?"

"Unit remembers." Myers said, his voice flat and monotone. "You are Colonel Daniels, head of Project Overrule and this unit's primary controller."

Daniels laughed. "Mostly right. They kicked me out of the army after they discovered that I'd been taking advantage of the test subjects. They shut down the project and covered everything up."

He sighed. "What short-sighted idiots. I gave them a way to create perfectly brainwashed obedient soldiers, who would always obey orders no matter what, and they focused on me rewarding myself with the occasional bout of sex with the test subjects." He shrugged. "Okay, so maybe it was more than just occasional, more kind of twice a day, but still..."

Myers just sat there, unable to move, barely able to even think. He remembered everything about the project now. He'd volunteered to participate in a test program, and had ended up being subjected to extensive brainwashing that meant that he could be turned into a mindless obedient drone with ease. He also remembered being regularly fucked by Colonel Daniels, used for all sorts of perverse sexual practices, unable to do anything but obey his controller.

The grizzly patted him on the shoulder. "It has taken me so long to track you down, Myers. But at last I've found you. You were always my favourite. I have really missed ploughing that ass of yours."

Daniels stood up, leaning over to whisper in his ear. "Finish drinking your beer. Do nothing to arouse any suspicion. Then you will leave and meet me outside in the parking lot."

"Commands accepted and understood." Myers said. "Unit will obey."

"Of course you will, Myers." Daniels said. "Now, don't take too long. We have to get you home so I can get back into fucking you relentlessly in any way that I like." And with that, he left, walking away and out of the bar.

A few minutes later, Myers had finished his beer and followed him, bound for a new life as the grizzly's obedient personal plaything.

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Wonder Bear Vs. Dr. Mindwarper

Wonder Bear strolled confidently into the super villain's lair he'd just discovered, looking about, ready for anything.

On the outside, it had looked like an abandoned warehouse, but inside he had found that someone had set up home here. Parts of the place had been converted into basic living quarters, and now he had stepped into some kind of lab area.

It was outfitted with all sorts of hi-tech equipment and workbenches scatted with tools and electronic components. Along one wall, there were five chairs, with males strapped securely in each one. They were all stripped to their underwear, with blank expressions on their faces and strange helmet like devices on their heads, connected by thick cables to a nearby bank of computers.

He recognised this set up immediately. This had to be the hideout of...

"Well, if it isn't the mighty Wonder Bear!"

The muscular black bear superhero spun around at the voice, fists raised and ready for a fight. A panda dressed in a black and grey spandex jumpsuit stepped from the shadows, grinning smugly at him. It was just who he had suspected.

"Dr. Mindwarper." He snarled.

"That's me!" The panda laughed.

Wonder Bear was not in the least bit worried. Dr. Mindwarper was a master of brainwashing technology. But his tech had to be in contact with a victim for an extended period of time in order to work. And with his super powered speed, strength, reflexes, and ability to fly, he could easily take down this villain without the panda ever laying a paw on him.

If anything, he was actually relieved this villain would soon be back behind bars where he belonged. He'd been at large for far too long, since breaking out of prison a few months ago. He knew numerous superheroes and law enforcement agencies had been searching for him across the country.

"I've been expecting you, Wonder Bear." Mindwarper smiled. "I thought you'd be here sooner."

Suddenly, Wonder Bear was on guard, glancing about for some form of trap. Mindwarper may have been a twisted maniacal villain, but he was no fool. He had to know he was vastly outmatched going up against him, and yet he looked relaxed and confident. That led the superhero to believe the panda had some trick or plan up his sleeve.

"Whatever you're going to try, don't bother." Wonder Bear said, warningly. "I'm taking you in, one way or another."

Mindwarper laughed out loud. "Well, let's see if it will work! Slave, stand to attention and freeze!"

The superhero was about to glance about to see who he was talking to when he suddenly found his own body obeying the command, standing to attention with his paws behind his back. And they he was unable to move a muscle.

He was shocked. This didn't make any sense! He hadn't been anywhere near Mindwarper's mind control devices!

"What have you done?" He growled. "How are you doing this?"

"Slave, be silent." Mindwarper commanded.

Once again, Wonder Bear's body obeyed, his muzzle snapping shut. He was unable to utter a word.

Giggling excitedly, the panda villain strolled over to the black bear and started fondling him, running his paws suggestively over the bulging spandex-clad muscles. He even gave his crotch a little squeeze.

Wonder Bear couldn't believe what was happening! How could he be under Mindwarper's control like this? He was straining to try and move, but was completely frozen in place. And he definitely didn't like the way the panda was groping him. He'd heard the stories about the sexual activities the panda got up to with slaves he took a special liking to...

"Oh, you are going to be so much fun to have as a slave!" Mindwarper said, stepping back to look his captive up and down. "Just think, the mighty Wonder Bear, now my mighty super slave!"

The panda clapped his paws together. "But I bet you're wondering how I've done this. And in case you're wondering, no, I haven't upgraded my devices to work at a distance. Unfortunately, I still haven't figured out how to do that, even after all these years."

He sighed at that thought, but then grinned. "No, What I actually did was get extremely lucky! Once I busted out of jail, I did what I always do, create some basic control devices and enslave a couple of guys to act as my assistants and sexual playthings. But one of the guys I chose happened to be someone you know..." The panda looked over his shoulder and called out. "Slave beta, come in here!"

Wonder Bear was horrified at the thought of anyone he knew being under this monster's control. Who could it be?

A brown bear walked into the room, wearing only some skimpy black shorts and a leather collar. Wonder Bear recognized him instantly and his blood ran cold, beginning to figure out what had happened. The enslaved bear ignored the superhero, instead kneeling beside Mindwarper.

"Yes, Master?" He said, glaring up at the villain adoringly.

Mindwarper simply patted him on the head and then turned his attention back to Wonder Bear. "I'm sure you remember Jacob here. Once I enslaved him, I asked him about his life, and among the things he told me was his connection to you. About how you saved his life nine years ago. And how he offered to repay you by using his skills as a tailor to repair your costumes, make you new ones when you needed them. I immediately saw an incredible opportunity."

Wonder bear stared sadly at Jacob, half naked and enslaved. He knew that if he got out of here, he could get him to Newton Labs, who had developed techniques to reverse Mindwarper's brainwashing. If he got out here. That seemed uncertain right then.

The panda villain was still talking, while wandering over to one his work benches. "So I had him make some alterations to the head of your costume the next time you needed it repaired. Jacob here did a fantastic job concealing the micro-circuitry I provided him with inside the lining, essentially fitting it with my mind control tech!"

The superhero remembered Jacob giving him the repaired costume several weeks ago. The mask and hood had seemed slightly bulkier than normal when he'd slipped them on over his head, but Jacob had assured him it was just the result of a new technique he was trying to make the outfit more durable. He had trusted the tailor completely, so hadn't even considered questioning it any further.

"So every time you've been in costume over the past few weeks," Mindwarper said, triumphantly. "My technology has been secretly brainwashing you, putting you under my control. And today I sent a signal to the mask's circuitry to implant the idea to check out this abandoned warehouse. I'll bet you didn't even think it odd when the idea popped into your head."

It really hadn't, Wonder Bear realized sadly. Everything seemed lost. He was going to be Mindwarper's slave. Or rather, he already was...

"The only real problem is that I had to pare down my technology quite a bit to get it to fit in the mask and hood." Mindwarper explained, picking up one of his brainwashing headsets from the workbench and switching it on. "So it was only able to perform some basic brainwashing, enough to get you under control and get you here. You're not fully enslaved yet." He held up the headset for Wonder Bear to see. "But that's easily rectified!"

The panda tossed the end of the long cable protruding from the back of the headset to the kneeling brown bear. "Slave, go plug this in to the computers over there."

"Yes, Master!" The enslaved Jacob rushed to obey.

Wonder Bear desperately tried to think of some way out of this situation, some way to resist or escape. But it was futile. Mindwarper was approaching him and he knew soon he would be just as enslaved as Jacob.

"Of course, this is just the first step in my plans." The panda said. "Once you are fully mine, I will use you to get access to other superheroes, find ways to get my tech close to them without them realizing..."

The thought of him being used to help enslave his fellow heroes was repugnant to Wonder Bear, but he knew that soon, he would be doing whatever Mindwarper commanded him to do, incapable of even thinking of disobedience.

The panda reached up and placed the headset on the black bear's head. Wonder Bear could nothing but stare at the villain with despair as it started to hum, and a moment late, he could feel it's power blasting into his skull, wiping away all traces of resistance and free will as he lost consciousness..

Wonder Bear blinked, suddenly awake again. In front of him, Dr. Mindwarper was stepping back, having just removed the brainwashing headset. "There, all done. How do you feel?"

The superhero glared at the panda as if looking at him for the first time. Mindwarper was the most magnificent and powerful and handsome creature he had ever seen in his entire life! How in the hell had he not realized that before? Of course this incredible panda was his Master, now and forever, there was just no other way things could possibly be. He knew with every fibre of his being that it was his place in the universe to be Mindwarper's loyal and obedient slave, to devote his entire life to serving his every wish, to obey his every command.

He sank to his knees, feeling it was the right place for him in the presence of this amazingly superior panda. "I feel fantastic, Master!" He said, happily. "Thank you so much for enslaving me and showing me my proper place as your slave! It's a great honour to serve you forever!"

Mindwarper laughed. "Yes, it is slave! Now, strip off that costume. I have been dreaming of fucking that ass of yours for weeks!"

"Yes, Master!" Wonder Bear said, rushing to obey. The thought of being used sexually by his new Master filled him with delight.

As he stripped naked, the superhero briefly reflected on how wonderful it felt being enslaved. He couldn't wait to share that feeling with his friends, help his fellow heroes join him in the blissful obedience of being one of Dr. Mindwarper's slaves...

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Made to Order

Master Trent relaxed in his chair, letting the tension of the day ooze out of his tired muscles. He felt much better now that he'd changed into his leathers, his chaps, boots and harness. The grizzly bear always felt good wearing leather.

At his feet was Riley his loyal and loving slave. The well-built panda was dressed only in his usual leather jockstrap and the collar padlocked around his neck. He was working away, worshipping his boots, doing as he'd been commanded.

He loved his slave. Loved being with him, dominating and controlling him. Even though they'd known each other less than a year, they had grown so close, and had moved in together after just a few months. They shared so much, a love of leather and bondage...

That thought sparked of a memory of something that had happened today. "A funny thing happened today slave..."

Riley looked up at him. "Yes, Master?"

"Yeah." Trent explained. "One of my friends at work commented on how much I'd changed recently. He said I'm so much more assertive and confident and open than I used to be. And when I thought about it, I realized he was right. I have changed a lot." He frowned. "I mean, a year ago, I was a quiet reserved guy, no interest in leather and bondage and being anyone's Master, but yet now I can't imagine being anything else. It's really weird and kind of bothers me, I mean, what happened..."

"Master?"

Trent looked down at his panda slave. He was looking somewhat concerned. "Yes, slave, what is it?"

"Hypno Bear."

As he heard that phrase, Trent's consciousness suddenly switched off. His head slumped forward, his eyes closed.

On the floor, Riley sat back on his haunches with a sigh. He had really hoped he had got it right this time, that no further hypnotic editing would be required. It turned out he was wrong.

All he wanted, al he had ever wanted, was a good Master to own him. Someone who was the right combination of loving and dominant, controlling and compassionate. It had proven to be an impossible task, he had met and tried serving so many Masters. Eventually he had decided the best way to get what he wanted was to create his own.

Trent had been the perfect subject. Riley had known it shortly after meeting him through an online dating site. He was a nice, loving guy who seemed to be naturally susceptible to hypnosis.

It had taken many months of hypnotic sessions to gradually change Trent into exactly the kind of Master he wanted. Making him more dominant, introducing a need to have a slave to control and love, installing a fetishes for leather and BDSM.

And then there had been numerous sessions of minor changes, gradually tweaking his Master's mind to get things just right. One time, Riley made him too lenient, allowing his slave to get away with too much without punishment. Another time, he'd accidentally made him too aggressive, too savage in dishing out punishment. It had taken a week for his back and ass to recover from the whipping he'd received that time.

Now he had to make another tweak. He didn't mind, it would be simple enough. It was just an annoyance that he still wasn't completely done yet. Oh well, he would keeping going for as long as it took to make Trent his absolutely perfect Master.

"Trent, can you hear me?"

"Yes..." Trent mumbled, his eyes remaining closed and his head remaining slumped. He was deep in a hypnotic trance.

"Trent, from now on, the fact that you have changed over the past year will not bother you at all." Riley told him.

"Will not bother me at all..." The grizzly bear Master said.

Riley continued. "As far as you are concerned, you have just been discovering who you truly are."

"Who I truly am..." Trent repeated.

"And you love who you truly are," The panda slave told him. "A strong confident, dominant Master who loves his slave."

"Love who I truly am..." Trent said. "Strong confident, dominant Master. Love my slave..."

Riley hoped that was enough. But he wasn't worried. If there was still a problem, he could put his Master under again and make further alterations. For now, it was time to wake the grizzly.

"Hypno Bear Awaken."

As soon as Riley spoke the trigger phrase, Trent woke up, blinking, feeling momentarily confused.

"Are you okay, Master?" Riley asked.

Master Trent looked down at him, at the slave panda he loved so much. "Yes... yes, I'm fine, slave. Just seemed to lose my train of thought there for a second. What was I saying?"

"You were telling me about how your friend at work thought you had changed..." Riley said.

"Of course." Trent said. Now he remembered. He waved a dismissive paw in he air. "Ah, who cares what he thinks? Sure, I've changed it a bit, but that's just because I've discovered who I truly am. And I love who I am. Doesn't bother me at all, and if it bothers him, that's his own fucking problem."

He glanced back to his slave. Riley was looking up at him, adoration in his eyes and a grin on his muzzle that looked almost smug.

"Slave." He said, with a warning edge to his voice. "My boots aren't going to lick themselves clean."

"Yes, Master." Riley said, taking the hint. He returned to worshipping his grizzly bear Master's boots, practically radiating happiness.

Master Trent sat back, any worries he'd had about the words of his friend earlier were now completely forgotten. He loved being a Master and loved having such a good slave in Riley. That was all that really mattered to him...