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His Council

For Necross

By Draconicon

"Well, this is definitely going well."

Axel smiled to himself as he looked around the room, his eyes going from the city mayor to the various members of the city council. They were all looking back at him with a smile on their faces - most of the time - and all looked perfectly happy to hear what he had to say. Which was, of course, the whole point of their meeting with the bat.

He walked around, his tail swaying as he kept his back to them again, talking to thin air as his words echoed around the room to their ears.

"You all know how good it feels right now, to sit back and listen to me. So good to just lay back, enjoy yourselves, and let me do all the thinking for you. Yes, so good to just relax, let your mind fade away, and enjoy yourselves as I tell you how to run things. So much better, so much simpler, isn't it?"

He made a round of the council table before coming back to the otter in charge of the group. The mayor, Liam Rifton, was about as zonked out as the rest of them, though he had been the easiest of the bunch to tease down into a trance. He'd put the little guy down there a number of times, though this was the first time he'd done it around friends, or colleagues.

Not that anyone seemed to mind. He looked around the group, seeing the same blank smiles, the same happy faces that had been there from the start. The bat knew his business, and leaned forward to take a closer look.

Behind the table, every single one of them was stripped from the waist down, their chairs replaced with designs that he'd purchased with several 'donated' credit cards - criminals could be so helpful when they wanted to avoid longer prison time - and brought in earlier this morning. The couple of bondage straps had been easy to surreptitiously nudge around their ankles once they were entranced, and now...

Well, the revving engines of pumping motors told the story as well as he could. The bat leaped up on the table between him and the mayor, putting his feet on the mayor's lap and batting the exposed otter dick back and forth, slapping it against his soles.

"Even Mayor Rifton knows what's better for everyone, don't you, little guy?"

"Mmmph...yes...so much better...let Axel decide things...runs things so much nicer for all of us..."

"Heh, you know it."

He slapped the otter's dick between his feet a couple more times before pulling them back, kicking against the table to slide along to another guy. A bull, one whose name he didn't know, was leaning back against his chair. His eyes were zonked out, half-closed, and he looked like he was about to fall asleep. Or would have, if it wasn't for the fact that he was getting his ass rammed full with a dildo four times every second. The bat reached down, again kicking the bull's cock, but this time just smacking it back against his belly a few times.

"And you, big guy? You think that there's anyone here that can run it better than me? You know I can make this city SO much more fun."

"Mmmph...I...nnngh..."

"You know, I could make you cum your brains right out. Just a few little words, of course, and turning that machine up to full gear."

The bull - who he vaguely remembered was in charge of the city's department of transportation - only groaned under his breath. There was little resistance left in him, but there was enough to tell Axel that he would need to be in trance for a while for his new commands to fully settle.

He gave the bull a little lick on the neck, standing on his lap for a moment, his heels pressing against that thick cock head and making sure that it was dripping properly before he pulled back.

"Just remember...you better listen to me, or I'll make sure your body does on its own. It's not that hard, after all."

The bat sat down again, pushing himself along the table, going to the different city council members one by one. All of them were throbbing hard, and each and every one was dripping from their dicks. They obviously wanted to have some fun, they obviously wanted to cum. The machines were ramming them full of cock like the sluts that they were rapidly becoming, and he doubted that any of them would be able to hold out for longer than a few minutes.

Except for one. Daniel Halter, who, ironically enough, was the only one halting the progress of the meeting.

He stopped in front of him, sitting down with his legs crossed as he cocked his head to the side. Mr. Halter was in charge of the city treasury, and was the one that would pull all the purse strings in the future. If he didn't have the shark on his side, just about every operation was doomed, even if the mayor was giving in left and right. Particularly considering the city's current conservative bent.

Axel slid forward, the young bat smiling as he leaned in towards the straining shark. The only one that wasn't constantly smiling, the council member looked back with eyes that were under a great deal of strain, and a mouth that twitched between a happy, goofy grin and a groaning grimace. He reached out, pressing his toes against the shark's sack, feeling the twin cocks above the sack tremble.

"Heh, looks like you're trying to hold back, big guy. What's the matter? Afraid that I'm going to hurt somebody?"

"This...this power...can't be...good. You'll be...ruining everyone. Dragging them down...a horrible path."

"You know, that's exactly what my great-great grandfather probably would have said. And you know why he would have said that?"

"Because he was...right?"

"Because he was a son of a bitch that thought we all had to live the same way as everyone else."

Axel shook his head, sliding forward so that he could sit in the shark's lap. The serious-faced council member looked down at him, his muscles obviously tense from fighting the hypnosis. The bat gently stroked the shark's face, working himself into a comfortable position, before he ground back, his ass sliding against the pair of cocks behind him.

Almost instantly, the treasurer moaned, his eyes closing for a moment. Almost half of the tension went out of his face, and Axel smiled.

"Yes, you know what you want...give in, and let yourself relax. The pleasure is already so high, your need so strong. I can feel it in your cocks already. All you want is a chance to let it loose. Just listen to me, and I'll give you everything that you could ever need."

The bat pushed back against those cocks again, feeling them sliding along his ass, then between the cheeks, almost brushing against his hole. Daniel moaned, shivering, until he strained again. The shark surprised him; he'd honestly thought that the big guy was almost gone, but instead, he had some bit of willpower left. Enough to almost throw the chair and its attached toy to the side.

"Naughty, naughty."

Axel got up from the treasurer's lap, and quickly checked the toy down below. It was doing alright, the machine still running fine. Just like the others, it was run by a high-power engine beneath the seat of the chair, which pumped suitably large cocks up through a hidden panel in the seat. By now, the shark had probably been getting fucked by a Doberman-sized dildo for the last half hour.

"I think you need a better fuck, then. Let's see if we can...turn up the heat."

He twisted the dial under the seat, and four thrusts a second became five, then six, then seven. It kept climbing as he kept turning, and Daniel started gasping, groaning, before letting out a long, loud scream of pleasure, his fingers splaying out and his webbed toes curling against the floor as the dildo turned into a blur between his ass and the chair.

With the shark distracted, he climbed back onto the table, and turned around, pointing his own bare ass towards the treasurer. Glazed eyes looked up at him, and he started swaying his ass back and forth, back and forth, teasing him with little glimpses of his hole from time to time. He reached back, spreading his ass cheeks for Daniel to see, and winked his hole.

"Go on...just imagine it...imagine the pleasure of letting loose and getting something like this. Just let me have what I want, and I'll make sure that you get to have what you want."

"What...you want?"

"Yes, exactly what I want...whenever I want it...You won't fight me...you won't stop me...you'll do what I tell you."

"What you...tell me..."

That was just what he wanted. He swayed his ass again, feeling that laser-focus following him around, staring at his ass. The bat lifted his tail a little higher, showing off his puckering hole, and then smacked his ass.

"If you want it...promise me you'll obey."

"I'll...I'll obey..."

"You'll do what you're told."

"I'll do what I'm told."

"Now..."

The bat smiled, and slowly turned around, getting back in the shark's lap. He looked around the room, taking in the sight of everyone throbbing, panting, gasping for breath, in need. All of them wanted to give in.

"Does everyone make the same promise?"

"We will do what you say. We will do what we're told. We will obey."

The resounding oath made the bat smile, and he reached down, grasping one of those nine-inch cocks, and pressed the tip to his hole. As he slid down, he whispered the word they all wanted to hear.

"Cum."

And they did. Vastly, and greatly.

The End