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** ~~~Chapter 2~~~ **

Teryx woke up from sleeping with very weird dreams, ranging from nightmarish once as his subconscious remembered some of what he did to the cheetah, some dreams being pleasurable when just focusing on how good it felt to breed someone. When he was fully woken up, the dreams fading away like they so often do, he noticed a chunk of his short term memory missing. He could not recall what had happened from shortly after his puppeting had begun and blamed it on his puppeteer. Obviously - to Teryx - was that he had been either drugged with something, or having the night be removed from his memory through the implants. Either way, he could just guess that his client did not want to see parts of yesterday. He got out of bed and passed through the comfortable if a little spartan apartment. Looking sideways at his large panel TV, he mostly saw shadows, so he continued to the bathroom for a better look.

As got to the full length mirror, his reflection looked back at him. A tall rain dragon, well muscled but not overdone, mainly in watery colors; a light blue front that reached down the insides of his thighs, and out along the in- and underside of his arms. Darker blue hands and feet, and a slight white streak under each arm and most prominently from his muzzle, tapering off below the throat. The only thing not seeming water like about him was his yellow-orange mane sticking up from forehead to back at his shoulders, and similarly the tail had that fiery coloration on its top and out towards the end.

'I still look like I'm in one piece,' he thought to himself as he looked into his own sweet, almost innocent warm yellow eyes. 'Whatever happened couldn't have been that bad. Too bad I didn't get to remember it. Gotta remember to turn on the home recorder next time, so I can just watch a quick replay.. Hmm, what's this?'

His musings were interrupted as he turned an arm, and on the palm of the hand saw a comms contact written in marker. Copying it down for later use, he went to the bathroom to wash off from the night, and to scrub the marker text off his skin. Noting how he smelled, he clearly had been involved in sex recently, and there was a slight coppery tang to it to indicate that at least one party during the night had bled some. Just to make sure it wasn't himself, Teryx used the quick check up medical device that was the standard first aid in any home, much like bulky bags had been a long while ago. Satisfied it was not his own, he just stepped into the shower, smiling at the irony that he, a rain dragon, still used automatic controls to have water come out from the ceiling and walls, instead of producing his own local storm.

When he was done cleaning up and ready for the day, his first thought went back to the comm number he had stored. Curious who it would lead to, Teryx opened up a connection. Shortly after, a cheetah avatar, noted by the limited motion and eyes looking right into the screen, like a webcam never would, popped up. The face smiled at him.

"Hello again, Teryx. I'm glad you wanted to call me back, after yesterday. You were quite something," said the chee picture, while the dragon got a lot of information on the side, such as what the feline might be interested in, general age and pricing information, showing the cheetah as definitely being one to rent himself out as a puppet. If it even was a 'he', since there was no way of telling from the image.

Teryx gulped in surprise and took a second or two to catch his breath. "You.. you know me?" he asked, wondering just who he had contacted.

The image replied, "Sure! Don't you remember yesterday? We met up and it was _so_ much fun!" The cheetah, still being under Tommy's control for the whole day, sounded sweet enough to be gullible. "Here, let me get rid of the av.."

The avatar disappeared and instead a live view of the cheetah's face was in the comm window, smiling. "Sorry about that. Even if the avatar is vaguely like me, it's often handy to hide my real self in case I run into someone I don't want to meet again. But this is what I look like for real. I'm Tommy. Do you remember me?"

Teryx shook his head, which didn't affect the HUD at all. "Uh.. no.. I think my handler last night made me take something to forget. Sorry.. Did we.. you know.. do stuff..?"

The smiling cheetah, forced to keep a happy face as he was still under Tommy's control, nodded and kept looking so sincere, ignoring the pain the feline body still felt from the rough rape. "I'm glad you called me back, we had a great time! Sorry you can't remember it.. But we can do it again if you like? If you wanna meet again.. Maybe I can get to be your handler this time? I've earned enough from being a puppet that I can rent my own, now. And.. maybe we can do what we did last night, again? It was really fun."

Teryx looked on with a weird fascination. "You, uh, I met you? I mean.. Sure, we can meet again, and see where it takes us." he offered, not minding a little extra puppet income, and the chee seemed to be all in for it. "Where would you like to meet.. And do you want to rent me right away?"

The feline chuckled and nodded, "That's up to you. You can come over to my place if you like, to keep your place from getting messy. Or I can come over to you, if you feel more comfortable there. Do we have a deal for me renting you for, say.. six hours?"

Teryx did not have to think long about it. It was a short period of time, and would let him meet the guy he possibly has intercourse with during his blackout. "Deal. Send me the fee, and I'll set up a six hours' puppet time for you. You can come here if you like, I have plenty of space."

Tommy, still running the cheetah's body, grinned to himself. Another one of those fur-less freaks getting caught. It was a pretty specimen, no doubt about that, might even be worth the effort to use for a little while longer. And it had felt _so_ good when the rent cheetah had gotten raped.

"You're on," said the cheetah image, pushing over funds for the time allotted. "I'll be over in physical form in.. about twenty minutes. Mind if I play some with you while you wait? I'll just assume you have some toys lying around your bedroom, dontcha?"

The dragon would blush if it showed past his scales and mane, but admitted to it. "I do have a few things, yes.. Mostly to keep me in shape, and some for fun."

Teryx set up the comm link, setting the takeover timer for two hours, which he felt would be enough for a one time meeting with this new person.. That he strangely felt he should know, but the memory just kept slipping away from him. As the link was established, the dragon's body first stood upright and loose, in an initial position, before the person on the other end sank into Teryx's consciousness and past it, directly to the motor and nervous sensory parts of the brain, issuing commands, actually moving the body.

Teryx then stood up and walked to the bedroom, controlled by the cheetah who was also nibbling at some of his memories, the ones allowed for a short term lease. The dragon located the drawer of toys and pulled out a cock ring with attached vibrator, and a dragon-shaped dildo that seemed very large to Tommy.

"You sure you can take that big thing just to prepare for our meeting? Well.. I'm not one to judge. I bet you have good reasons for having it lying around." the cheetah said, and as he was now controlling the dragon, he made Teryx first place the silicone dragon cock on the floor, and squat down over it. Finding the tailhole, the dragon then sunk down slowly over the tip, soundlessly lowering himself over the ridged item until it was halfway inside the dragon body.

Tommy enjoyed the feelings immensely, even though they were sent through two proxy connections. That big, fur-less freak, now getting a little of his own medicine. While the cheetah was making his way to Teryx's home, Tommy kept using the dragon. Forcing him to sit rapidly on the dildo, ignoring how it was widening and how each separate ridge felt like a -pop- sliding into Teryx's body. At the same time, he kept the dragon quiet, not allowing him to make a single sound. Blush, was all Teryx could do, as he was using one of his largest toys on himself. And Tommy thoroughly enjoyed the feelings of stretch and the occasional pain burst when passing each ridge.

By the time the dragon had inserted all of the dildo and was at the base, Tommy had him pick up a thick but small cock ring and start sliding it over the Teryx's shaft as it grew, making sure it was held at the very bottom to force an overly hard, unable to come, erection that was squeezed off at the base. He left the dragon then standing, plug inserted, in front of the mirror.

Teryx felt the mental motion of swallowing a large gulp, even if his nerves didn't make it to the throat itself, as he was positioned to watch himself. Plug securely seated up his ass, cockring pinching down to where it was feeling really uncomfortable. But all the dragon could do was to stand in position until the intercom beeped in his hud. He saw the cheetah there, outside his door, and automatically let him in.

The young cheetah entered through the door, looking just like in the comm link video. "Hey there!" he said, "I'm Tommy. Really nice to meet you again. We had so much fun last night!" The feline then proceeded to walk up to Teryx for a hug, and Teryx was moved into position to hug back. A raspy feline tongue lapped over the dragon scales. "Mmm, you taste nice! Want to continue from where we left off? I wouldn't mind.."

There were still several hours left on the cheetah's rent, and Tommy meant to make the most of it. The cat stripped down, showing no sign of injury from the previous night - he had also used the auto-doc to fix him up. "Nice place you have here," commented the cat as he pawed softly at Teryx's erection. "And I see you've prepared yourself for me, too. So sweet of you!"

The dragon could not reply, as he was currently totally under Tommy's control. He heard himself say, "Yes. I wanted to be ready for you, cutie." but it was only the puppeteer's voice talking through him, in Teryx's own voice. "Let's make this a special afternoon, mm?"

Teryx put his hands on the feline's hips, at first giving a long, slippery tongued kiss, then turning the chee around to face the TV bench in a leaning over position. "Let's continue from yesterday," he heard himself say, as his body was fully in the cheetah's control. He took the cat's hips in his hands, pointing the cock in and starting an eager thrust right away, spreading the kitty butt and penetrating several inches in. Every time he pulled out, the ridges both hurt the feline - who was muted so did not complain - and it felt like over stimulation to the dragon, but Teryx both had the squeezing cock ring on, also being controlled by the host to not even try to come.

Tommy enjoyed the feelings as he was controlling both of the bodies, unbeknownst to Teryx. He had the cheetah bend over and lean in against the wall, just under the large TV screen, and then the large dragon pressing into the feline's rear, far too wide, but keeping the cat muted and just making small sounds of enjoyment instead was so simple that a programmed subroutine could do it.

Tommy now reveled in the feel of being inside the dragon's body. It was like upgrading from a mini car to a full battle mech. The cat was so small and fragile, the dragon so tough and strong. While he still thought of Teryx as a freak, he did not mind one bit to being in control of that body.

Teryx kept pushing in, pulling out after each ridge had passed the feline's rear, as Tommy discovered what the dragon already knew, that all of the ridges were as sensitive as playing with the underside of a regular cock head, so he took his time with each ridge to push it into the feline, pull it out, then in again before the next, wider ridge was forced in. The cat was frozen, on auto pilot, to stand still and occasionally make small groans of pleasure. Meanwhile, Tommy was recording the feelings of both his puppets. The horrified pain of the cheetah, and the lust of the big dragon. He could even move a large dragon hand up to press down on the chee's neck, forcing the cat to stay put in this single position.

Tommy was feeling around the parts of the dragon's mind that was open to him, and centered in on the most highlighted ones. Sexual desire was one, pent up from the cock ring, but that was natural to feel when mounting someone. The other big one was that the dragon seemed aroused on his own, something that Tommy would have to investigate further. What in particular got Teryx so horny even before starting to mount the feline?

For the moment, Tommy was pleased with just being in that tank of a dragon, thrusting into the slim chee, using his newfound claws to both grab the cat's shoulders, and sometimes rake down deep furrows along the back. The cheetah's back fur showed stripes of red where the claws had drawn blood, but still the kitty on remote was making pleased sounds.

Teryx pounded in harder, until he was all the way in, and really could feel how his shaft was pressing the cat's guts up and making the feline hiccup on every stroke. Tommy now shifted, for a brief period, his puppeted cheetah body's sensations in the rear, muted down, to Teryx, making it feel like the dragon was fucking himself, aided by the wide dildo already spreading the dragon butt.

Inside the comm window, 'the cheetah' talked to Teryx during the breeding, "Like what you feel, big guy? It's like someone exactly like you.. Or yourself.. Mounting you now."

Teryx could only reply in the comm link, "I-it.. feels.. Feels so good.. And I can't help getting horny from.. Uh.." There he cut off, blushing, apparently ashamed a bit to admit it, but Tommy had a good guess.

"Either you're just fucking a slim chee right now, or it might even be from just being a rent a dragon. You weren't that tricky to get hard when I had you slide that cock ring on. Am I close? There's so much else I could show you if you would let me.."

Teryx kept thrusting into the soft, warm body of the kitty, dragging all the way out and then jabbing forcefully in again, all to stimulate the underside of all his ridges over and over. Tommy kept the dragon from reaching full ecstasy and climax, in part with the ring, in part by having control over some of the dragon's brain functions.

Meanwhile the chee got a thorough raping, pushed down by heavy, big rain dragon hands, filled up to where his body would gasp out despite the host control simply by being so filled up that it pushed at the guts and lungs from below. More bleeding scratches were added to the kitty's back, and he never seemed to complain. Tommy, driving the dragon and enjoying being in such a powerful, even if fur-less, body, was having a great time abusing the little chee that he also controlled. 'Take it.. Bitch..' he murmured to himself, purely in his own mind. While the dragon pumped into the cheetah's body, Tommy routed the feelings coming up from the nerves in Talat's rump and insides, to feed them as a replay for Teryx, only they were muted down enough to feel tight but pleasurable, not as the rough tearing rape it actually was.

Just as it felt like Teryx was about to come, Tommy muted down the feelings rapidly, leaving the dragon with severely blue balls. He had Teryx slowly pull out with a -mmph!- as each ridge popped out.

"Now, now, let's not spend everything in one go, hmm?" said Tommy in the comm link to Teryx, "If we do, then there's nothing more exciting I could show you. How did it feel to fuck yourself? All those ridges.. That nice long dragon tush.. If you want more of it, you know where to find me."

Teasing like mad, the cheetah stood up despite his bleeding rear, and Tommy maneuvered both the bodies into a deep kiss, before the feline gave a wink and got dressed, scampering out the door of the cleanly decorated apartment. "Thanks, big guy!" the little cat said before leaving.

Once outside the building, Tommy made the cheetah swallow down a couple of pills to blank out the short term memory, much like the ones he had fed the dragon last night at the club. The feline could come in handy again, and having him wake up with just a very sore and torn ass that he would need to get mended, the kitty would not remember specifics, such as who hired him for a day and a half and got him raped. With the rental time almost up, Tommy placed the cat in a cab with instructions to take him home, and then disconnected from the half asleep drugged body.

Still connected to Teryx, even if the rental time was up, Tommy switched back to the cheetah avatar. "If you'd like some more of that, I can hook you up. All you need to do is contact me again, and we'll see just how much 'special feelings' I can make you have."

After that, Tommy disconnected, leaving Teryx with just a pent up need to come, but the cockring was by now far too tight from the experience of being puppeted. He had to wait a while until he could even remove the ring and stroke himself off to climax on his well made bed, then pass out in a happy sleep, with the ridged toy still up his rear.

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Teryx woke up hours later after a very good nap, in which a lot of the puppeteering featured, and invariably woke up with a full hard on from thinking about how good it felt to be worn by someone else. He went for a shower - a very cold one - to get those thoughts out of his head. Once he was presentable enough, he contacted the same comm number, and again got the cheetah avatar. He did not know that it was being re-routed to Tommy, and that the kitty boy himself was fitfully trying to sleep off a serious rape session.

The dragon considered the number in his contacts list for a long while. Here was someone that could promise him more access.. Just thinking about it got Teryx slowly hard again, requiring another cold shower. He did not want to give away those feelings right away, it might seem too desperate. Once he felt calm, and un-aroused enough, did he call up the comm link again.

The cheetah avatar greeted him, "Oh, it's you. Hi again! Did you have fun last time? I sure remember you! It was so nice to get really filled up for once.. Heh-eh, and I'm not even a fox." he said as a lame joke, "But seriously.. If you want to, I could hook you up with a really immersive experience. That little humping of yourself that you felt last time, it can be a hundred times more intense. Is that something you'd be interested in?"

Teryx gulped hard, luckily for him that did not show in the conversation window. "Ah.. I might be curious about it, yes. What do you need from me to make it happen?"

Tommy replied, looking quite the innocent and naive cat, for being an avatar, "I'd just need a little deeper access to you, to get at all those internal feelings. Would you be comfortable with that?"

Teryx thought about it. The cheetah had been very nice to him last time, and had given as much pleasure back as he could, with limited access. And, the feline hadn't tried to trick him in any way.

"I.. guess you could get a little deeper inside my head. To start out with, to show me what you mean." the dragon said, hiding his blush from the comm link. Meanwhile, he was starting to sport wood again, thankful that it did not show over the link. Once he had established the puppet link, however, Tommy was inside his body, wearing the dragon like a second skin.

"My my, it seems you're already a bit pent up," commented Tommy, using Teryx's hands to fondle the hardening cock. He then went for the ridged dildo, and had the dragon slowly but steadily sit all the way down on it. Only when it was all the way in, did he pull it out a little, before pushing it in again. The connections from nerves had been manipulated and re-routed around so that to Teryx, it really _felt_ like it was his own shaft pushing up his rear.

"So how does this feel, draggy? You enjoy fucking yourself?" Tommy teased a little whilst continuing to move Teryx's butt up and down the dildo, at the same time injecting the squeezing feeling directly into the dragon's brain, likeTeryx felt his own shaft penetrating him, his imagination supplying the little bits that direct stimulation could not.

Teryx was whimpering soundlessly, over the comm link, and Tommy just grinned back at him with the chee avatar face. He was keeping the dragon from climaxing, so the humping could literally go on forever without spurting. "That better? Feeling all those ridges pop through your ring? And this is not even all I could do to you."

The dragon mumbled in cut up sentences over the link, "I.. uh! ... I- like it *uh* a lot. Wh-what else could you do?"

Tommy had a little more access this time, and figured out that Teryx really did get off on being worn like a second skin. He did not mention it though, just saving it for later exploitation. "That would need a bit more access. Sorry, but this is all I can do for you with what I have to work with at the moment," he said, clearly stating that he would like full brain access, but wording it so it would seem like Tommy was doing Teryx a favor by giving him the full sensory experience. Holding him back so that he would not climax also helped, here, the dragon feeling more and more pent up and ready to go along with just about any suggestion.

"O-okay, I'll let you in, just hang on a sec... Please l-let me cum inside myself?" Teryx begged, while he was mentally fingering controls and trying to hit the right virtual buttons. Anti-virus off for a duration, full access granted, firewall down for a short while. "You.. you should be able to come all the way in, now.. Please?"

Tommy grinned hugely to himself, though keeping the chee avatar naively smiling as always. "That looks good, let me have a peek in there.." As he dove into the dragon's mind, he easily homed in on the center now that all guards were down. A small part of him divided off to make sure no one else was following along while Teryx was so vulnerable. The stupid dragon had left full access to anyone. Once at the core, Tommy settled his hooks into the subconscious and conscious both, creating a link that would remain even after the firewall and such were brought back up.

"Perfect, dragon. Here, let me show you how good it can feel.." Tommy said, directly stimulating Teryx's pleasure centers, overloading them much like an over stimulation of all the cock ridges, all at the same time, was flooding through the dragon's mind. And yet, he kept Teryx from climaxing.

The dragon was whining in the link now, while his body stood perfectly still. All of the stimulation occurred inside the brain, and he felt himself so close to cumming.. But there was that little block that would not allow it, causing a build up and ache in his balls. Trying to blink though his eyes were kept fully open for the short duration, he felt like he was orgasming several times, without anything coming out of the hard, fully erect dragon shaft.

Tommy smiled and 'patted' Teryx through the link, "There now.. Relax.. We'll get you some more stimulation soon. I just want to keep you primed for that, so that you'll have the best experience there."

The dragon was briefly let loose to gasp on his own, hands stroking at his shaft in a helpless effort to get off, a small whine coming from his maw as he realized there was nothing he could do to fully climax. His driver, the 'cheetah' avatar, was making a comm link call now. "Yes.. If you could come on over to this address. Bring the usual gear."

Teryx was made to walk to the bathroom and clean himself up again, even though he had not come. In the shower, the large plug was slid out, and he gave himself a deep enema to cleanse his bowels out. All of it via remote commands, making the dragon a back set driver in his own body.

The dragon then walked back to his bedroom, immaculate as always, and pulled the sheets back to expose the soft linen beneath. He sat on the edge with his cock jutting straight forward, spreading himself out with his legs far apart, and just waited with his look on the door. Tommy kept him busy by pumping in more arousal directly into the brain, keeping Teryx good and hard meanwhile. It was so frustrating to the big dragon to not even be able to hump his bed when this hard!

After a brief wait, less than half an hour, there was a knock on the door. Teryx, commanded by Tommy, unlocked the door, and a large bulldog stepped in, carrying a small case. The clothing he wore was deliberately provoking, stretching t-shirt over his chest and slim fit jeans that definitely showed a good outline of his nuts and sheath. The dog walked into the bedroom and started to smile. "So you're the one, huh? I guess you really like Tommy.. Or he likes you. Same difference to me. We'll just play a little .. dress up game, first. Okay?"

Teryx could not disagree, as Tommy totally controlled his body while the link was open. The dragon spread out in an 'X' position with arms and legs pointing to each bed post. The large muscled dog set to work at once, slipping several inches wide cuffs around each wrist and ankle, then tying them with heavy duty chains to the bed posts. Just to make sure, he looped chains under the bed as well, in case the posts would break from a strong dragon resisting.

When he was done with all of that setup, the dog kneeled in front of Teryx's face. "Hey there.. I'm Max, by the way. I help out in some situations like.. this. You just relax, mm, and we'll get this over in no time."

The big dog then straddled Teryx's waist and started to fit a tight muzzle over the dragon's maw, then more chains from the muzzle to the wrists and the bed posts, as well as one straight forward, fastened under the bed, that got ratcheted tight enough that Teryx could not move his head in the slightest, even if he had the free will to.

"I'll have to keep you very still, for your own safety, as the link will be cut for a short time. If you move around, it could hurt you very badly." explained Max, while slowly rubbing his clothed crotch against Teryx's lower back. The dog first opened his bag up and chose between a few dildos, holding them each up so that Teryx could see. Each bigger than the other. When he found one looking large enough, he showed it to Teryx/Tommy. "What do you think? About his size?"

Tommy replied through Teryx's mouth, "Seems good to me. I know this guy can take some pretty big things.. Besides, it's not like he can complain anyway." The dragon grinned on the outside, but was horrified over the comm link.

"W-what are you doing? Who is he even? Get out of my head!"

Tommy said over the link, "Nope, I'm in here well and good, and it would just make things so much trickier if you were allowed to have.. brr.. 'free will'.

Max started to slowly but without pause press the toy into Teryx's rump. It was based on the bulldog himself, but with an air pump for an inflatable knot. Once slid all inside the dragon, he pumped it up to where Teryx thought it would rupture something. "This should keep you occupied with other thoughts while I work on you."

The dragon let out a small 'mmph!' as he was entered, and was surprised that he was allowed this noise. Tugging on the hard chains, tensing his muscles, he found that he was not controlled any more, though he could still not move because of the purely physical restraints.

Max kept working, fastening a large circle around Teryx's head, tightening it in with screws, and a U-shaped section went down under the throat as well, to give the device two strong anchoring points. Once they were in place, he picked up a small instrument, and a large battery powered drill. Connecting the two together, he placed the instrument on Teryx's back so that he could keep an eye on it, and the drill was held with a tripod of rods to the contraption on the dragon's head, now fully controlled by the small box for all minute adjustments. It began boring into the back of Teryx's head, causing serious pain and a gurgling yelp from the dragon, but that was all he could do. Tensing tough muscles tugging on the cuffs and chains, not getting anywhere. Yelps that would not be heard outside the apartment.

After a hole was drilled into a precise spot, the drill itself pulled back. Max picked up a sterile tube in a crinkly plastic cover, unfolding it and sticking it into the drilled hole. Watching the instrument very carefully, he moved the tube to the central processing unit of the cerebral implant, and there sent in a small extra module to plug in to the onboard computer. Once that was done, and the instrument showed that a connection was successfully made, Max pulled the tube out and used a surgical tool to close the small hole in the back of Teryx's head up.

After he was done, the bulldog removed the heavy bridle of metal from Teryx's head, then the chains and cuffs. The dragon remained lying perfectly still even though no link was established. "Surprised? Don't worry, in a day or three you'll get the hang of what's happening." said Max with a smirk, gathering up his tools - except for the dildo left inflated in Teryx's rear - and left the apartment.

Soon after, Teryx saw on his internal display, "Testing outbound connections.. Connecting to host Proxy_3_ ..... Connected." and just as that line had scrolled by, Tommy made the dragon sit up on the bed, sitting on the large plug in his rear. He stood up, walking over to the larger mirror and flexing his new, strong, muscles, flicking that long powerful tail. So much bigger, so much tougher than Tommy's real shell. He turned around to get a good look of all parts of his muscled, large body, really admiring his new looks. Stroking a hand through his mane to flip it back in a sweeping manner. Even though it was a fur-less bastard, it was a _sexy_ fur-less bastard. "Hey there.. Miss me?" he said to the mirror, "You will never have to be alone again. That thing in your head will reconnect you with me at any time. While I'm away, I'll set it to do automated tasks for you. Really, if I did this to regular workers, a lot of plants would get a whole lot more work done. But.. illegality, and such. Bothersome things." He kept checking his new dragon form out, while rummaging around inside Teryx's memories and instincts. Tommy had already noticed that the dragon started getting hard automatically when connected, and investigated it more deeply. "So.. you really want to be a shell, huh? Well.. consider your wish granted, for life." A little snicker came over the comm line. Looking at himself in the mirror, Teryx

stood still with just the huge erection facing the fake glass. "Mm damn. I've got a pretty strong body all over, I see."

"See what I can make you do?" the voice whispered inside his head.

Teryx stood completely still, though felt a twist inside his brain as the implant tweaked it, along with the tendrils going all the way out through the shaft. Without moving at all, in a few seconds enough pressure had built up to make the dragon spurt out a hard load all over the mirror.

"Tsk, tsk.." said the voice, "We need you better controlled than that. I think you'll look good in a nice, tight cage, don't you?"

Teryx tried to whimper a 'no!' as he was getting such a hard-on from being puppeted, but there was no one listening. At least no one who cared what he thought.

The dragon sat, massaging his tugged wrists, before his hands rested back down on his thighs and he sat still like a mannequin. He could still talk to Tommy over the comm link, but now there was no video, not even a fake avatar. "What.. what is this for?"

The voice only connection said, "You seem to have a thing for being controlled. Well.. this implant in you will make you mine twenty four-seven. And the first thing I'll do is to condition you so that you never go to health check ups at any but my pre approved clinics. We wouldn't want them to see this little extra addition to your implant, right?"

Teryx just stared forward. If he had any control over his pupils, he'd be staring through the wall, far far away, but he could not even do that. He was now fully under this 'Tommy's' control, and did not even know who that person was. The body sat still, looking into the smudged image on the mirror, still with a full erection - whether it was from continuing stimulation from the implants, or Teryx's own mind doing it to him simply from being worn by someone else. It did not look likely to go away on its own, but he was denied any further real climaxes.