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The Mind Control Conspiracy

Chapter 13: An Unexpected Opportunity

For Asbeoth

By Draconicon

The day went by with Sean doing little more than posting personal ads up on the internet. He knew that they would probably attract more attention than he really wanted, but at the same time, he knew that he needed to find someone to replace his father as his 'master.' Even if it was only temporarily until he got Paul out of the mind-fuck that his brother had been forced into, he needed someone that could keep the urges he had in check. Aston was good - too good - at pushing his buttons and pushing him right back down into that submissive, eager-to-take-it mindset.

And he needed to do it fast.

Yet, at the same time, his current pose belied his urgency. He laid on his own bed, his head propped up on a trio of pillows, and his tail lazily wagged between his legs as he tapped the screen of his phone again, and again, and again.

There was nobody else in the house, nobody to tell him what to do, nobody to try and manipulate. His glasses - the Authority Enforcement Apparel - had been left with Torold, the crow working hard to develop them into contact lenses, but here, he didn't need them. Here, he had a place of business.

Here, he was planning on holding some try-outs...once he narrowed down the list.

"Not big enough," Sean muttered, the fox sliding his finger across the screen. "Nor are you...or you...God, do you think foxes have no standards?"

Well, to be fair, he was a different sort of fox. Most of them were total cock-hounds, with the odd exception of his brother and father, who were much more top-ish than the average fox. Most of them didn't care about what you had between your legs, as long as you could use it properly. It seemed the stereotype had followed him with his various posts.

Then again, when you advertised your 'assets' and showed off just how good-looking your ass was, he supposed that it was only a matter of time before they started to assume things.

He sighed, flicking another one off to the left. The next one was a big guy, a bull, and he had a good pair of balls. Not the thickest cock in the world, but a pretty good one, and he seemed interesting enough...until the fox saw that he wore ball-stretchers.

"Nope."

Another swipe left. Ball-stretchers tended to mean that the guy had some sub-leanings, the sort that would start affecting the sessions that they had together. That wasn't a bad thing on some levels, but on others, it meant that they were going to be dealing with a bit of sub-contention, and he needed someone that could stay on top without him sliding down into taking charge.

Another trio of declined men, bringing the pile of rejects up to a total of thirty. He had gone through exactly that many so far, and he was starting to wonder if there was anything worth taking this time. Had the tops and doms completely dried up or something?

Sean flicked his thumb to the next one, and he grinned as he saw a big fat dick pointed right at the camera.

"Well, hello there..."

His cock throbbed slightly in its chastity cage, pushing forward and rising against the mesh that held it back from leaving the sheath. Grunting slightly at the discomfort, he soothed himself by rubbing his balls with his free hand, making the heavy orbs roll slightly to the side as he did the same. His tail swished back and forth across his rump as he opened the profile for a few more pictures.

Hmmm, a rabbit, eh? he thought, cocking his head to the side. A little on the small side as a species, but you're packing well enough...

Well enough, indeed. While there were no bonus features to the shaft - it was human-ish in shape rather than in a sheath - it still had a good heft to it. Soft, it looked like it was thick enough to stretch his grip a bit, and in the hard pics, he was big enough to match Aston, and probably Paul, too. His balls were nice and large, and the little sweat lines through the fur were a good touch, too.

Very, very nice.

A few other pictures implied that this lapine had a thing for more than just his cock and balls getting some attention, too. He showed off his feet - long, limber things, with slightly longer than average toes - and showed off his ass a little bit. It was different than seeing subs do it, though; it wasn't a wiggle and spread of the cheeks to get someone to fuck it, but almost like a preview of what you'd get before he sat on you.

Overall, very promising. He swiped right for that guy.

Sending a message to make sure that the rabbit would show up on time, and where, he kept going through the pile of applicants that he had gotten from four different apps. They were mostly hopeless, but here and there, he saw someone that might do. None of them quite lived up to what the rabbit's profile showed, though, so he wasn't feeling too hopeful for them.

Eventually, he made his way to the end of the list, and by the time that he swiped that last guy to the left, the doorbell rang. Not Paul; he was out and playing with the big muscle guys. Not Aston; he wouldn't have rung the doorbell. That meant that it had to be his latest conquest.

Sean chuckled, getting to his feet. He didn't bother putting on clothes; he needed to see how this rabbit reacted to someone being so free and 'easy' with things. If he didn't show off, if he didn't set the scene right from the start, then there would be confusion later. He could not abide that sort of confusion.

The slender fox opened the door, and he was met with quite the lovely view himself.

The rabbit was wearing a suit, a fancy sort of attire that showed off all his best features. A lovely pair of shoulders, trim yet slim, and he wore a tie that looked perfect for pulling and enticing. The black coat over the white shirt really made the rabbit look good and powerful, and he looked like he had a nice pair of hips for thrusting, too.

His package was hard to ignore, too, the bulge in the front of his pants showing off quite a bit of meat and heft to it. Sean felt the urge to lick his lips at the sight of it, and only barely suppressed it.

He, in turn, showed off as the rabbit turned from looking up and down the street to looking at him. The rabbit - Mr. GrindAllAss - pulled his sunglasses down, his eyes going wide as the lapine stared. Sean loved it, slowly turning in place, showing off the metal glimmer to his chastity cage, turning with his tail up to show the plug up his ass. That bulge got quite a bit bigger by the time he finished turning around, and the rabbit's eyes were far wider.

"I think you can tell what we both want," Sean said.

"Fuck...I didn't think you were that serious about this."

"I'm serious about everything. And right now, I've got a serious need for someone to dominate me properly..."

He knew that there were other options, but they'd be people that would want a favor. His friend in the school library, Jack in the resistance. They would all be willing to try, but they'd either fail, or they'd be wanting favors in return. They'd want exclusivity. That wasn't what he was looking for. He was looking for someone to knock his father off his perch as full-master until Paul could be brought back to normal.

This rabbit, once he learned his name, would do that just fine.

He leaned in, gripping the other guy's tie, pulling him close. The rabbit's shocked expression quickly warped into something different, something more confident, and white-furred fingers wrapped around the fox's balls, giving them a gentle squeeze.

"Well, now, if you're that serious, then I think we need to get to your bedroom."

"Heh...why go so far?"

"Because I plan on tying you up, and there's nothing in the living room that I can see that'll hold you properly..."

"In that case, let's take this somewhere a bit more...suitable."

It was one thing to invite someone over to fuck you. It was another thing to invite someone over to fuck you in your father's bedroom, but that was just what Sean did. He allowed himself to be tied up over the bed, to have his arms pulled over his head, to have his legs pulled apart so that he was easily shown off, and from there, things only got more intense.

The rabbit stood in front of him, holding him by the jaw. He still hadn't stripped down; if anything, he only fondled himself that much more.

"Tell me, fox. Do you enjoy the idea of being under a rabbit? Under prey?"

"Mmm. I have to admit...I hadn't thought of it that way."

"Well, start." The rabbit chuckled. "A hunter of my kind. A trickster. And what happened to this little trickster, hmm? It looks like he tried to trick the wrong person. And now, he's all tied up, all wrapped up for my pleasure."

Sean groaned as he felt those fingers drifting down his cage, squeezing his balls again. It was a gentle touch, a soft squeeze that he rather enjoyed. He thrust his hips forward, giving the rabbit a chance to really get at it.

"Heh. Look at that. Not even trying to resist. Not even trying to hold back from his new owner. How does it feel to be nothing but a bitch for your prey?"

"Mmmph...it's definitely...sexy..."

"I imagine. You're throbbing, dripping...begging for me to take you, aren't you?"

There was a definite hunger, that was for sure, and the continuing chastity wasn't making it easier for him to avoid getting blue balls. He groaned as his sac was rolled between the rabbit's fingers, trying and failing to get hard. The cage squeezed on his cock, making it all the harder to ignore his own needs, the mesh at the top grinding on the head of his cock, refusing to let him get anywhere near fully erect.

Chuckling, the rabbit finally let go of his balls, letting them drop. He walked around him, instead, grabbing the fox's ass cheeks. Sean clenched them for a moment, but the rabbit forced them apart, shoving a finger between them and -

"Ah..."

Sean groaned as he felt that fuzzy finger press, not against his pucker directly, but against a spot just under it, in his taint. No sooner was there pressure put on it than the implant that he had put in there some time ago started oozing, flooding his rectum with lube. His hole started dripping, and he groaned under his breath.

"How did you know?"

"I see things others don't. And besides, slut, I don't think you need to be asking questions right now..."

The fox groaned, but something about that...that seemed...off...

See things others don't...

Sean groaned, shaking his head, but before he could think about it more thoroughly, the finger on the implant went back to his pucker, and then -

Squelch.

The feeling of a finger sliding into an over-lubed ass was never anything short of messy and raunchy, and he groaned as if he had been filled after a gangbang of many different dicks and many more creampies. He shivered, his toes curling in the bedsheets, his cock throbbing up all the harder from the sudden pleasure of being filled.

Shit...shit...he knows what he's doing, alright...

The rabbit was right behind him now, pulling off a soft little curl of his finger, petting, stroking the fox's prostate in just the right way, almost making him purr from the pleasure alone. His eyes were rolling back in their sockets, his tongue sticking out, his need climbing by the second.

Shit...fuck...

And then, a second finger slid in. As Sean moaned from the feeling of his hole being opened up, the rabbit leaned in, whispering in his ear.

"Doesn't that feel good, hmm? Doesn't it feel good to submit...to let someone else be in control? I'm going to teach you exactly how good it feels...exactly how right it feels to submit to someone else's power..."

Sean turned his head, panting, but whatever snarky response he might have had died on his lips as he saw the rabbit's glasses again, and more importantly, the symbol between the lenses.

It was a crown, and that meant that those glasses were another piece of AEA, or Authority Enforcement Apparel. He'd managed to snag someone that was willing to take control of someone else...

Shit...shit...shit...

Thankfully, spending all of his life under an ambitious, nosy father had given him something of a poker face. None of his worries showed on his face, and he was able to turn away with a shivering pant that at least looked like he was panting in excitement. The rabbit chuckled.

"That's a good little bitch...modifying your own ass for someone to fuck..."

"Mmph...it's good for...business..."

"Oh, a whore, too? Well, then...looks like I'm in for an experienced slut, then."

Sean blushed, pleasure warring with clear-thinking. He had to figure out a way out of this before the rabbit decided to use the glasses on him. If he could just -

Zzzzzip.

That was the zipper, and the following heat and hardness was the rabbit's cock. He felt it sliding between his ass cheeks, felt the head rubbing right against his pucker. It was going in; there was no stopping it.

"Ah!"

He gasped, arching his back as the rabbit gripped him, hard, tight, one hand around his neck and the other down at his hips, holding him still as that slippery cock slid in deep. He groaned under his breath, huffing softly, his tongue pinned down with a thumb against it. The rabbit leaned in, nibbling on the side of his neck as he gradually pushed in deeper.

"Yes, that's it...that's what you were made for, wasn't it, foxy? You know how good it feels to obey...to let someone else take control...just let me in..."

Sean's body couldn't help but give the rabbit what he wanted, but god, it felt good anyway. That thing was thick, and he could feel it stretching his hole in a lovely, lovely way. His toes curled in the sheets, his eyes rolled back, his cock -

Oh, his cock was aching to be let loose of the cage, but it was still locked in. The metal butt plug that his father had shoved in some time ago lay on the bed, slathering the sheets with bits of lube, spreading stains all over the place. He barely cared; what mattered was that dick, that hot -

No, what matters, the glasses. The glasses.

He had to do something about that, and soon. Glancing upwards, he looked at the handcuffs that held him pinned to one of the loops in the ceiling. Too tight to just swing the chain free, but they were the fake cuffs, not the real ones that his father used. He could slip out of those.

As every inch of rabbit cock was slowly fed to his hole, opening him up, making him spread and take it with every passing second, he forced himself to pay attention to the handcuffs above. He couldn't struggle, couldn't give away what he was doing. This was...this was important...had to focus...

Had to ignore...hot dick...

The fox groaned under his breath, trying to keep those slutty thoughts out, but it got harder and harder as that stiff thing fed itself under his tail. He was getting so full, so very full of dick, and he moaned as he was slightly lifted up on his tiptoes, his eyes closing as he felt his hole burning slightly, his inner walls forced apart as he felt that fat dick going further and further into him. The constant pressure on his prostate had him leaking like mad, and there was no going back from that.

The rabbit gripped him tightly, holding him in a close grip. Each gentle thrust sunk that shaft deeper and deeper, making him shiver and moan for more, and they were completely genuine, too. He was not faking that need. His ass cheeks clenched, his hole opened more, and he felt the rabbit slowly pulling back.

"Yes, that's it. Just give in. Give in and let me take control..."

"Mmmph..."

"A prey knows better than a predator..."

"Prey knows...better..."

"And I'm going to show you..."

The rabbit started turning his head, and Sean shivered, his fingers desperately fiddling with the release catch. Just a bit more. Just a little -

"Just how it feels to submit...completely..."

It was time. Sean flicked the catch, and at the same time, slammed his head backwards. He caught the rabbit right in the nose, making the big guy tumble backwards. The sudden slurping feeling of that cock sliding out of his ass was both hot and painful, but he wasn't done yet.

As the rabbit fell back, his glasses went flying into the air. Sean grabbed them, pulled them on, winced at the shock, and tapped the button.

_ Trance.exe activated. _

And just as the rabbit started to stand up, their eyes met, and he froze. He didn't go into trance, but he froze, as if he had been locked in place.

Sean panted for breath, very carefully sitting down and undoing the restraints around his legs. He knew better than to think that this was over, and more than that, he knew better than to believe the rabbit would still be there if he looked away for even a split-second. He undid the shackles as the files loaded.

_Name: Richard Slacks

Occupation: Black Hat Enforcer

Age -_

But there was nothing more important than the occupation. Sean stared at the readout in the lens, and then at the rabbit just outside them. His breath caught in his throat as he realized just how dangerous a situation he had been in.

Holy fuck...holy fuck...

But even as panic threatened to overwhelm him, he could feel the possibilities coming to him, too. There were many good things that might come out of this, from just pure information to opportunities for favors.

If the resistance was able to get their hands on a Black Hat, then there was no telling what sort of information or more that they might be able to get out of him. More than that, they would be able to make a statement of just what sort of group they were, make a statement that the government and its Hierarchy would never be able to ignore.

Or...

Or, Sean could turn the rabbit to his own service. There was the possibility; the glasses were making that very clear. If he could do this intelligently, if he could do this without fucking up, then not only would he have someone to give him early warning about any further attempts on his freedom, but he'd have an operative that his father didn't know about.

Fuck, the possibilities there...

He held the rabbit's stare, his eyes narrowed through the lenses as the Trance.exe program continued booting up. There was much to be done here, much to accomplish, and he knew better than to think that this would be easy. The rabbit likely had been trained to resist reprogramming while they dealt with all the other threats to the hierarchy, preventing the average person from being able to overwhelm them.

But this rabbit had no glasses, now. This 'Richard' had nothing to stop the glasses' power but his own will.

And this time, that's not going to be enough.

Slowly, the fox sat down on the foot of the bed, sitting on his own slime from his pre-cum oozing from his cage. He extended one foot, pressing it against the rabbit's dick, rubbing it between his toes.

"So...Richard."

"How did you know...what I was?" the rabbit grunted.

"Let's just say that I'm not what I appear to be."

"Rrr...you think that...this will go unnoticed? Unpunished?"

"I'm going to guess that you'll be punished as badly as I will, if your superiors find out that a trick of yours got the jump on you."

"..."

"I'll take that as confirmation, thank you."

"You bastard."

"Yes, indeed."

Bit by bit, the rabbit's files were opening on the lenses, the hacking capability of the glasses pulling out what was in the lapine's mind while still keeping him pinned in place. Sean split his attention as best he could between the glasses and the rabbit himself, trying to keep from losing anything important while also keeping the rabbit from moving. He could feel beads of sweat running down his forehead, matting his fur down.

Just a bit more...

The rabbit's kinks were coming through. They were already almost ideal. Humiliation here and there, a hint of watersports, musk kinks, speciesism - always fun - and a bit of foot kink. All of that was going to be hot, and enough to keep his father from being the only man to use him the way that he wanted to be used.

All he had to do was make sure that Richard was a willing participant...or at least, semi-willing.

He held the glasses tightly as he forced his attention on the different programming routines that he was putting together. Deliberately, he was setting up different paths and tags for the programs that were going into the rabbit's mind. Each time that he tried to add something new, he made sure that it was set up so that the glasses registered it as an action taken on 'self,' so that if anyone did investigate this, they would just see that the rabbit had decided to hypnotize himself, rather than someone else messing with things.

He had to make sure that none of this could be tracked back to him, not by the Black Hats, not by anyone.

Bit by bit, he increased the fetish that Richard had for 'predator' species, particularly for foxes. He pushed the urge to dominate further up, at least during the scenes that they would have together. He added a little more to the foot kink, something to tease himself with in the future, and he even went so far as to add a protective streak for himself in the future. It would be good to have someone in authority wanting to possess him and protect him from being possessed by others, such as being arrested or detained, or even restrained by his father.

Back-ups. Always have a back-up.

That was something that he had to keep reminding himself. If he'd had a back-up, he would have been able to deal with what happened to Paul. If he'd had a back-up, he might not have to go through with all this bullshit.

Soon, he told himself. Soon, this will be done, and you'll have him back, and Aston will be fucked.

The more that he changed and added to Richard's mind, the more that the rabbit grimaced. He was fighting, fighting hard, and the loading bars were far slower than they had ever been with the other subjects that he had worked with. However, every time that one finished, Richard hunched forward, almost like he had been bowed over with a bit more weight.

Bit by bit, the commands were installed, the fetishes given. Little by little, the rabbit stopped glaring, and by the end of the whole thing - almost an hour later - the rabbit's cheeks were tilted up in a grin. Sean, a sweaty mess, shook his head as he finally took the glasses off.

"That should just about do it...How are you?"

"How am I?" Richard chuckled. "Waiting for you to let me up so I can keep putting you in your place, you slutty fox..."

"And how do you plan on doing that?"

"In the roughest way I can...I have plenty of motivation for revenge, now, even if I can't actually do it..."

That was good enough for Sean. He had no doubt that Richard would push hard for revenge, to find some loophole in the various programs and routines that the fox had left in the rabbit's brain, but that would be something for them to contest over as time wore on. For now, he believed that he had the Black Hat under control.

For now, he had an ally.

His cock throbbed between his legs, and he was reminded of the situation that he had called the rabbit over to deal with in the first place. The fox stood up, about to order the rabbit to get back to work, but then he glanced at the clock on his dad's nightstand.

It was late. Too late. Aston would be home soon, and he couldn't have the rabbit still here. Richard would be hard enough to explain, but if his father found out about the Black Hat connection...no, that was too soon for that to come out. He had to keep that under-wraps for the moment.

"Get dressed, and get out."

"Hmmph. I'll be finding you again, soon."

"You will, but not now."

As Richard got dressed, Sean checked the sheets. It seemed that all the pre-cum that he'd dripped had come from him, but just in case anything had come from the rabbit, he stripped the bed. Much as he'd have liked to torment his dad with a bit of revenge like that, he knew better than to think it would work out in his favor. One thing after another would go wrong, and he would be in deep shit if Aston decided to check the DNA of the other guy.

By the time the blankets were in the wash, Richard had cleared out, glasses and all. Sean watched him walk down the road from the window, shaking his head as he squatted down, putting the plug back up his ass.

Things are starting to get very, very interesting...

Going back to his bedroom, he cancelled all the other meetings that he had on the books for the other guys. Nobody else was going to offer an opportunity like this.

That done, he called the crow. Ring, ring. Ring -

Click.

"You know who this is. State your business."

"Checking on my order."

"You gave me twenty-four hours. It's barely been 8."

"I know, just seeing if you're going to surprise me."

"Not bloody likely."

"Tomorrow, then?"

"If you don't call me again."

"Deal."

Shaking his head, he hung up the phone. It wasn't going to be as fast as he liked, but he was going to get something brand-new. Contact lenses that would allow him to be as dangerous as the Black Hats, but without the obviousness of being armed. They would be able to take a look at him and imagine him harmless, and then...then, he would show them the truth. Then, he would do his job.

He growled deep in his throat as he imagined what he would do when he had the freedom to turn them on his father, but he knew better than to imagine doing that just yet. Aston could still implicate him, could still put him in the ground with the old man. He needed to distance himself.

And more than that, he needed to find a way to make sure the resistance didn't do something stupid, either.

Could set Richard on them, actually...

That might be one of the best uses of the Black Hat rabbit, now that he thought about it. He would have someone on the inside, keeping an eye on the resistance, making notes on their files, setting things up...

Yes, that would do well. It was one thing to be owed a favor, it was another thing entirely to be owed loyalty. If he had their files held hostage, or better, 'in trust', then he would be able to both safeguard an ally and ensure that the ally actually followed orders.

Yes...yes, that would work out well...

Sean laid on his back as he twiddled his thumbs, thinking out the possibilities there. He had his father's backing with a number of things, though he was increasingly aware that he was nothing more than a tool, albeit a tool that his father lusted over. When they were done with his father's plan, then he would be left nothing more than his father's lover. Considering the fact that his father would own the city, probably in a tighter hypnotic grip than the current rulers, the taboo of incest would be all but gone.

But until then, he still had his father's backing. Soon, his father would have agents among the Black Hats. Sean had people in the resistance that would do as they were told, and if things got bad, then he could expose them to save himself.

The various angles were covered better than he expected, though there was still more work to do.

And...There was Paul.

That stung, still. His brother had grown incredibly close to him in a very short amount of time, and he wanted more. No. He needed more. His brother was...precious to him, and even if they weren't able to be together, he was not going to let Paul remain under Aston's damn control.

Thump!

"Nnnngh! F...fuck..."

Sean clenched his fingers around his wrist, huffing to himself as he felt the sting of punching the wall echo through his fingers. He rolled his head to the side, huffing into the pillow as he tried to calm himself down again. He needed to be calm, or he was going to mess this up. He had too many things riding on getting this right, now.

And with a Black Hat...and...just...one...

The fox froze, his eyes going wide. Every Black Hat worked with a partner, and that meant that there was someone that might notice Richard was acting weird. And if that was the case...

"Fuck, fuck, fuck."

Things had just gotten so much more complicated. So, so much more complicated...

Okay, okay, we can fix this. We can figure this out...

He tried to sit up again, only to groan and flop back down. Everything that had happened so far had more than tired him out.

Tomorrow. We can figure this out tomorrow.

The End

Summary: Sean is waiting for the work on the new contacts to be done, and decides to work on solving another problem. His father's control mostly comes from his dad being too good in bed, so he wants to find someone else that's just as good. He might have found one, but complications, as ever, are quick to rise.

Tags: M/M, fox, rabbit, series, dystopia, mind control, anal, fingering, implant, bondage, speciesism, prey/pred play, chastity cage, chastity, plug, nudity, pre-cum, anal, pre cum,