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Biker Mice From Mars: Hypno-Mice

"Man, what's wrong with this thing?" Vinnie grunted, his bike pulled over to the side of the street, illuminated only by the dim street lights nearby. He knelt down and prodded at his bike, scowling at it with a puzzled expression on his face. His darling here had been underperforming lately and Vinnie was starting to wonder if it was time for a tune up. He noted that the muffler was starting to look a bit worse for wear, but that shouldn't affect the overall performance that much. "Huh, better have Charlie girl take a look at it, see what she says." He gave a shake of his head. All he wanted to do that night was have a quick lonely drive through the streets by himself, but the way his bike had been acting lately was too much of a distraction for him. Yeah, he was going to have to get this thing looked at.

Distracted as he was with his bike, Vinnie didn't even notice the glaring eyes staring at him from the darkness of a nearby alley. The scaly male stared at Vinnie with a wide smirk on his face, crossing his strong, draconic arms as he watched the mouse going about his business. The dragon could still hear Limburger's voice giving him his orders.

"I don't care what you do with them, just make sure those mice are out of commission and out of my hair." Arxis already knew what he wanted to do with the trio of mice. He knew exactly how to go about his job of taking care of these troublesome mice. With a nonchalant cough, he stepped out into the open.

"Bike problems, mouse?" he said in a low, deep voice which made Vinnie jump in surprise. The white-furred mouse turned to face the dragon with a curious, raised eyebrow.

"Uh, yeah, I..." He gave the scaly figure an odd look. "Huh, you're not human. What're you doing here on Earth?" He wondered if the stranger had crash landed there like he and his bros did. The dragon just gave a shrug.

"My name's Arxis," he said. "But you can just call me Master."

"Huh? What's that supposed to mean?" The mouse glared at him. He wasn't sure he liked this guy's tone. Arxis stepped forward, staring the mouse down, their eyes locked. Vinnie tensed up, expecting a fight from this big, strange draconid.

"I think it's pretty clear what it means," Arxis scoffed. "Let me be forward with you: Limburger hired me to get you out of the way, but there's no need for things to turn violent."

"Oh yeah?" said Vinnie. "Sorry, buddy, but I'm not in the habit of making nice with Limburger's cronies."

"I figured you'd say that," Arxis chuckled. "I was counting on it, even. It's a good thing I have my own methods of making people like you play along."

"What're you talking about?" Vinnie glared, hands balled into fists, ready to throw down. He stared into the dark-scaled males purple eyes, tensing up for a moment before he suddenly felt his body tingling, his fists relaxing.

"Wha- What're you... doing...?" Vinnie found himself unable to break eye contact. Had the dragon's eyes always been so bright? They looked like they were glowing even... Vinnie found himself enthralled by the dragon's gaze; he was barely able to move.

"You belong to me now," Arxis breathed, his voice ringing in Vinnie's ears. "Limburger's paying me a pretty penny to make sure you don't cause him any trouble, but, like I said, there's no need for this to get violent, is there? You're going to obey me like a good boy. In fact... you're going to be my little slave from now on."

"Nggh... N...No, I..." Vinnie could barely bring himself to speak. He felt so weak. He wasn't in control of his own body. His mind became clouded and confused, but through all the cloud and haze he started to realize something... This dragon, this Arxis guy... He was pretty handsome... Big and strong, powerful and intimidating. A black-scaled dragon with bright purple eyes gazing down at him, his bulky form seemingly threatening to break through the leather jacket he was wearing.

"I own you," Arxis growled, his words slithering into Vinnie's ears. The mouse gave a slight whine at the bigger male's gruff voice, their eyes still locked. Vinnie found it becoming increasingly harder to deny the dragon and he soon found his mouth opening slowly to speak.

"Y-yes, Master..." he breathed, his voice trembling. "Y-you own me... You own me."

"Good mousey," Arxis smirked and stepped towards the smaller rodent. "You know, you're quite the looker. I'm definitely going to have fun with you and your friends. Now, come here." Suddenly, he grabbed Vinnie by the waist and dragged him close, moving forward with a grunt and jamming his tongue inside the mouse's maw. Vinnie gasped, a muffled moan escaping his throat as Arxis forced himself onto him, his claws gripping Vinnie's body tight as that long dragon tongue flicked around inside him.

"Mrrph! Mm!" Vinnie groaned, squirming in Arxis grip, gasping around the stronger man's lips as he was kissed deeply and forcefully, their bodies rubbing together. Vinnie went limp in his master's grip and let Arxis kiss him. His own hands went to hold the dragon's thighs, his body quivering the whole time. He could feel Arxis's hands moving all over his muscular form, running through the fur of his back before moving down to grope at his ass, squeezing his rump tight and then bringing a hand round to squeeze at Vinnie's package. The kiss was broken and Arxis looked down at him, a hand still groping the mouse's bulge.

"You were easier than I expected," he chuckled. "I figured you'd put up a bit more of a fight before submitting. Well, you're mine now and that's what matters. So, why don't you take me to your friends, hm? I still have to make their acquaintance."

"Yessir," Vinnie nodded and climbed onto his bike while Arxis made himself comfortable behind him.

"Oh, but before that, I think I'll put you in something more suitable for one of my slaves."

"Yes, Master." Vinnie still had a sliver of free will, but it was quickly crumbling. He tried to hold onto it as best he could, to resist the dragon's influence, but it was all hopeless. He felt his mind falling under the control of the bigger, scaly male. In the end, all he could do was obey.

Throttle and Modo were both hanging out in there usual spot: their home base hidden behind the scoreboard at the baseball field, chilling on the couch while Throttle kept tossing a baseball up into the air and catching it.

"Hey, where'd motor mouth go, anyway?" he asked, finally tossing the ball to the side and letting it bounce across the room.

Modo shrugged, "I think he went out for a drive or something. He's fine, he doesn't need us babysitting him." Just as he finished, the door opened and the familiar figure of their white-furred bro stepped in. "See? There he... Vinnie, what the hell are you wearing?" They both gave him confused and odd looks as Vinnie stood there, dressed in nothing but a tight, leather speedo with leather straps adorning his chest and belly, connected to a metal ring in the centre. He looked like someone you'd see in some kinda kinky porno."

"I didn't know you moonlighted as a... leather daddy," said Throttle. "Uh, what is the deal with the getup anyway?"

"I can explain that." A deep voice behind Vinnie caught their attention and Arxis swiftly made his presence known.

Throttle and Modo stood up to face the stranger, the biker leader crossing his arms and giving the dragon a harsh look. They could tell that something was wrong here. They didn't know who this big, tough-looking stranger was, but they just didn't like the look in his eyes, or the way he spoke.

"Alright, who are you?" asked Throttle. "I take it you're the reason our bro's got all dressed up like that?"

"That's right," said Arxis, placing a hand around Vinnie's waist. "Usually I'd have my slaves dressed in something more revealing, but I decided to be a bit more modest today."

"Are you serious?" Throttle scoffed. "The hell are you talking about?"

"Should I spell it out for you?" Arxis glared. "This slut's mind belongs to me now. He's been well and truly brainwashed, as per Limburger's orders, more or less."

"Limburger?" Modo snarled.

"He wanted me to take care of you," said Arxis. "You should be thankful this is how I'm going about it, there were more violent options I could have taken, you know." It was then that Throttle turned his attention to Vinnie.

"Vin? Bro? Can you hear me? Snap out of it, man! I dunno what this asshole's done to you, but... just snap out of it! Come on, we're your bros!"

"He can hear you just fine," said Arxis. "It's just that he only obeys me now. I own him, and I'm about to own both of you too." Suddenly, the two mice felt a sort of pressure filling the room, an oppressive feeling that had them shrink away from the scaly male a bit. They couldn't help but notice the sudden brightness in the dragon's eyes, the way it glowed purple. Just like Vinnie, they felt their wills slipping away under the intense presence of the dragon. Throttle shook his head; he didn't like where this was going and managed to snap himself out of it long enough to lunge for the dragon, only to be tackled to the ground and held in place by Vinnie.

"Wha- Vinnie, get off me!" He struggled in vain, grunting and yelling. He couldn't help but notice the feel of Vinnie's bulge grinding against his body as he was kept pinned there while Arxis turned his full attention to Modo, the bigger mouse standing there, barely able to move as Arxis stared into his one good eye. Modo couldn't move. His body refused to respond. He could only gaze helplessly into the dragon's bright, purple eyes, his body trembling as Arxis's voice reverberated in his ears.

"You're mine now, just like your bro. Your mind and body belong to me. From now on, you're just my slave."

"Nngghh... F-fuck, I... Stop...!" Modo managed to snarl, tensing his fists and trying his damnedest to break away. He was putting up far more of a fight than Vinnie did. Arxis was a bit impressed, but not worried. He'd had other victims put up plenty of fights before, and it always turned out the same: Arxis always came out on top.

Modo kept fighting; he could hear Throttle yelling at him to break out of it, but he simply couldn't. In the end, he cracked, and his body went limp, his mind breaking and giving in to the dragon.

"What are you?" Arxis smirked.

"Y...Your slave..." Modo whined. "I'm your slave, Master."

"Fuck..." Throttle hissed, still struggling against Vinnie who, with Modo now being under Arxis's control, finally let him up.

Arxis was about to do the same to Throttle: turn him into his mindless sex slave, but then he had a far more fun idea. A wide, toothy smirk spread across his muzzle as he looked the brown-furred rodent up and down.

"I think you two sluts should have some fun with your bro here," he said.

"Huh?" Throttle glared. He wondered what the hell this guy had planned next. Was brainwashing his friends not enough?

"Go on, show this rat his place," Arxis ordered. "I want a show! Breed his cunt for me!"

"What?! What the hell?!" Throttle reeled back as Vinnie and Modo advanced on him.

"Gotta do what Master says, bro," said Vinnie.

"Yeah; what Master says goes," Modo added.

"You... can't be serious...?" Throttle stepped back, away from the two advancing mice. "Guys...? Guys!" They weren't listening, not when they had their master's orders. They descended on Throttle, tearing at his clothes, forcing the leather jacket from his strong, muscular body before working at his shoes and pants, tossing them to the side while Throttle yelled and thrashed about.

Arxis watched on. He could already feel a tingling in his pants as he watched the three mice struggling with each other. Casually, he went over to the couch and sat himself down on it, openly groping himself as Throttle was forcibly made naked. He was forced on his back, held in place while Modo held him by the arms and Vinnie by the legs, keeping him there while Arxis scrutinized his body. He was a handsome mouse. Strong and good looking with an impressively sized tool dangling between his legs. Arxis liked what he saw. He was really going to enjoy the show the trio of mice were about to give him.

It was then that Vinnie and Modo started to undress themselves, not that Vinnie needed much undressing, simply dropping his speedo to unleash the twitching, semi-hard and uncut cock it was hiding. Throttle tried to struggle to his feet but was quickly pushed back into place while Modo yanked his own pants off and let his own massive manhood free. Throttle stared at it nervously. It was big, to say the least. Long and girthy, covered in dark, bluish fur, twitching in anticipation. Arxis sat back, unzipping his pans and dropping them below his hefty, scaly nuts.

"Have your fun with him," he ordered. "Go to town. Wreck his pussy for me." Throttle kept trying to leap to his feet, but every time he did he simply found himself shoved back onto the ground. Modo towered over him, kneeling over the smaller males chest and grabbing him by the hair.

"Come here, bro," the powerful mouse growled, thrusting his crotch into Throttle's face and grinding his heavy nuts all over him. Throttle gasped and grabbed at Modo's hips, trying in vain to shove him off while Arxis sat nearby, slowly pleasuring himself with a mocking grin on his face.

"Modo!" Throttle gasped, reeling back as those fat balls were dragged across his muzzle, pressed against his lips while that huge cock was just inches away from him. Modo made sure he couldn't get away with his hand gripping the mouse's hair tight, holding him in place while he rubbed his dick and balls all over his now former leader's face. He then took his cock in his hand, his cybernetic hand still grabbing onto Throttle while he slapped his shaft against the helpless rodent's lips.

"Sorry, bro, what Master says goes," Modo said, dragging his furry foreskin across Throttle's lips, his cock growing harder by the second.

Vinnie watched, a hand on his cock, stroking himself off as Modo had his fun, the bigger mouse giving Throttle's face a few more smacks with his cock before pressing the tip against his lips.

"Modo...! Stop, come on, listen to- mrrph!" He gave a gasp when his mouth was forcefully filled with hardening mouse cock, the bigger male forcing himself in deep and making Throttle choke on his massive rod.

"Quit whining," Modo growled, driving his cock in deep, making Throttle's throat bulge at the intrusion.

"Mm, that's good," Arxis growled. "Rape his face for me. Give it to him good." Modo was going to do just that. He jammed his cock deep down Throttle's throat, pushing in deeper and deeper, his member growing harder still against Throttle's tongue until it was throbbing at full mast, the tip leaking pre inside his bitch's mouth. Throttle could only groan as he lay there, the taste of his bro's cock assailing his taste buds, the scent of that powerful mouse's body flooding his nose.

He gave a muffled gasp around Modo's cock when he felt Vinnie's hand going to grab at his dick, squeezing it tight and giving it a few tugs.

"Hey, our bitch ain't hard!" he laughed.

"Better fix that for him," said Modo, thrusting forward with a grunt and getting a whining groan of dismay from Throttle. Vinnie started to toy with Throttle's body, watching him squirm and writhe while he played with that furry, flaccid dick of his. The whole time Modo made sure to keep Throttle pinned down, cock still jammed firmly down the bitch's throat while Vinnie began to stroke at Throttle's dick. With one hand teasingly pumping at the brown-furred shaft, Vinnie forced the other beneath Throttle's ass, thrusting a finger between the cheeks and making their slut's eyes go wide when he felt that digit grinding against his hole. He whimpered and groaned, shaking his head desperately as Vinnie teased his entrance.

"I told you to quit whining," Modo grunted.

"Yeah, shut up and take it like a man!" Vinnie laughed cruelly, shoving his finger hard against Throttle ass and ramming it inside. The ruthless intrusion caused more pained yelps and moans from Throttle as his ass was violated. Vinnie thrust in hard, his other hand still working at Throttle's cock and his finger exploring that tight fuckhole until he found what he was looking for: that sensitive sweet spot that got an immediate gasp from the bitch. Throttle's toes curled and his cock started to respond to all the attention, growing hard and stiff in Vinnie's grip as it was stroked and played with. The whole time Arxis sat back and watched, pumping at his hard, leathery dragon dick while the leader of the biker mice was raped and humiliated by those he considered closest to him.

Vinnie kept fingering and stroking him, grinding his finger against Throttle's prostate and listening to the muffled, whining moans coming from the other mouse while Modo continued pistoning his cock in and out of that warm maw. Vinnie watched as he had his fun; he watched as Mood's strong, toned ass worked up and down, his hips giving ruthless and powerful thrusts down Throttle's throat that had the whimpering slut gagging and choking on it.

Throttle struggled, his ass starting to ache just from having Vinnie's finger jammed inside it.

"Mrrph! Urrnff!" he kept crying out and pushing on Modo's strong, muscular body His tongue was smeared in his bro's pre, the taste filling him up and making him groan loudly, his own cock pulsing from all the attention his body was getting.

"You've got a nice mouth, cocksucker," Modo smirked. "Yeah, real soft." His heavy, furry nuts slapped against Throttle's chin, his huge dick making their leader choke and gag loudly. He shook his head, trying to break free, but the big, powerful biker mouse kept him pinned and held. Throttle couldn't gain an inch, no matter how hard he fought. Between his legs, Vinnie was still fingering his fuckhole while his hand worked eagerly up and down that pre-smeared shaft. Modo slammed in ruthlessly, grunting loudly while he went to town on Throttle's whining, whimpering maw, his grip tightening and his balls ready to unload.

"Hope you like the taste of jizz, bro," Modo laughed, mocking his helpless bitch, his climax quickly approaching. He huffed and grunted, bearing down on the smaller mouse as his cock pulsed and throbbed down Throttle's throat, filling him up with pre which the biker leader was forced to swallow. Modo gave out a loud moan, toes curling with pleasure. "Fuck! Ohh, fuck yeah!" He roared; his body ready to flood Throttle's maw with his seed. Throttle's eyes went wide when he felt the first splattering of his bro's mouth jizz hitting his tongue, a couple modest ropes at first before a huge torrent of cum was unleashed inside him. Throttle choked loudly, the stuff spilling out the side of his mouth and down his chin, matting his brown fur while Modo ploughed into his face.

"Swallow that stuff, cocksucker!" Modo grunted, gripping Throttle by the ears and pulling him against his crotch. He could hear the smaller mouse crying out in dismay around his thick shaft, shaking his head the whole time and trying his hardest to pull away while his cock and ass were played with the whole time.

"I dunno what he's complaining about," said Vinnie. "Look how hard he is, he must be enjoying it, right?" He gave a cruel laugh and squeezed tightly at Throttle's dick, making him squirm at the attention. Modo kept his cock jammed down Throttle's throat for a bit longer, grinding into him and leaking the last of his load into the helpless mouse bitch's maw before he finally yanked it out.

Throttle coughed and spluttered, cum dripping out his mouth and down his cheeks and chin. He groaned weakly, looking up at Modo who now stood up, towering over his bro with his cock still rigid and twitching.

"Modo- nghh!" Throttle grunted when he felt Vinnie's finger slam against his prostate, rubbing it firmly and making his cock pulse in response. "S-stop it! Stop! Oh, fuck...!" The whole time he was being abused Arxis sat on their couch, stroking at his leathery cock and pleasuring himself to the sight of Throttle being humiliated like this. His scaly fingers now covered in pre, he kept up his jerking, eyes trained solely on the show going on in front of him.

He watched as Throttle squirmed and writhed on the ground, the mouse's hips bucking upwards as Vinnie kept jerking and fingering him. His body shook and grew tense, his hands balling into fists and his mouth open in a loud, trembling moan. He gave out a high pitched yelp, hips thrusting up into Vinnie's grip as all the attention forced him to climax. He painted his fur white with his cum, cock pumping his hot load all over himself while Vinnie kept up his fervent stroking, mocking him the entire time.

Throttle lay back, weak and exhausted, his cock tip glistening with cum as he pumped the last few ropes out across himself, the taste of Modo's jizz still fresh in his mouth and his ass sore. Vinnie slipped his finger out, finally letting go of Throttle now that their bitch had cum.

"You're not done with him, are you?" said Arxis.

"Hell no," Modo laughed, his cock still hard and ready for action. He could easily go for a round two. He forced Throttle onto his front and pulled his furry ass up, kneeling behind him and grabbing him by the cheeks before forcing Throttle's tail out of the way to get a clear view of his tight fuckhole. Throttle twigged onto what Modo was planning when he felt the heat from that huge cock on his hole. He began struggling.

"F-fuck!" he gasped, eyes widening when he felt that girthy tip pressing against his entrance. "Modo, stop! Stop, man, listen to me! You can't do this! Modo, come on!"

"Ah, shut up!" Modo laughed, smacking his hand across Throttle's ass and making him yelp out. The biker leader winced and groaned, preparing himself for the worst as he felt his hole slowly start to stretch around Modo's thickness, accepting that massive cock inside his body.

"N...No...!" Throttle grunted through clenched teeth, eyes starting to water as he was violated. Modo thrust forward hard and finally managed to force his cock into Throttle's passage, stretching it painfully around his maleness and earning a pained cry from his bitch.

"Ooh, fuck, that's the stuff!" Modo moaned, driving in hard, his cock throbbing against Throttle's walls. Throttle was crying out the whole time, trying his hardest to pull away but just being pulled back into place in an instant by the bigger, stronger male. While Modo went balls deep in Throttle' ass, Vinnie took up position in front of him. He grabbed Throttle by the head and forced the mouse bitch against his stiff cock.

Throttle managed to pull away slightly but Vinnie was determined to get his cock down his bro's throat and soon managed to force it into Throttle's maw. Used from both ends by his brainwashed and mind controlled friends, Throttle could only lie there with his ass in the air, whimpering pitifully while Arxis kept watching, occasionally speaking up to mock and laugh at the little slut. Modo's ruthless fucking picked up the pace, his fat, dark-furred cock pistoning in and out of Throttle's increasingly pained ass, his low-hanging balls bouncing to and fro along with his harsh thrusting and knocking against Throttle's own nuts.

Vinnie held him close, keeping a firm grip on Throttle's head as he raped the mouse's maw, his cock delving deep down Throttle's throat and making him choke on it. Once again the taste of cock assaulted his taste buds and filled his mouth, the myriad sensations coursing through his body making his eyes water, his body tense and fists clenched. Every now and then he would muster the energy to struggle or attempt to resist, but it always ended in him giving in and letting the other two men have their way with him. He could feel every inch of their cocks violated his body, breeding his throat and ass, delving in deep as they could as he was relentlessly humiliated.

"Never knew you were so fucking tight, bro!" Modo laughed, his hips a blur and his fucking reaching fever pitch. "Damn, you're a real little bitch, huh?" He grunted loudly. Throttle could only groan around his bro's dick, the hard thing delving deep down his throat and making him choke and gag. His tongue was smeared with Vinnie's pre, the taste of male flooding his senses, his body begging for mercy. His now flaccid cock bounced and shook between his legs as he was brutally used, his ass relentlessly stretched wide around Modo's thickness. Modo's hips slapped audibly against Throttle's cheeks, his cock ploughing that tight ass hard and fast. He pushed everything he had into the slut's hole with every powerful thrust, his shaft pulsing hard and his balls clenching up.

Modo gripped the smaller male by the waist and pulled him back, his teeth clenching and fingers kneading Throttle's body.

"Nghh! Fuck!" Modo hissed, his hips still working back and forth as he reached boiling point and finally flooded Throttle's ass with his cum.

"Hrrrnggh!" Throttle cried out around Vinnie's dick, his eyes wide and ass filled. He could feel every rope of that thick mouse cum splattering inside him, painting his walls white with Modo's load and filling his bowels with the stuff. Throttle whined and whimpered, struggling and thrashing weakly, but Modo kept his cock shoved deep into him, humping a few more times to coax the last of his seed out of his massive, furry cock until his peak finally petered out.

He kept his nuts pressed against Throttle's chin for a few more moments, a slow, deep sigh escaping his throat before he finally pulled out with a grunt. He smacked his leaking cock against Throttle's used hole a couple times before pulling back. He gave one of Throttle's cheeks a smack which coaxed a sudden muffled yelp from the slut who still had Vinnie's cock shoved down his throat. The white mouse had Throttle's head fur gripped tight and was holding him in place as he drove back and forth, treating that warm, wet maw as nothing more than a toy for him to get off with. Modo cleaned his cock off on Throttle's ass, smearing that brown fur with his fluids and watching as Vinnie went to town on the slut's mouth.

Vinnie kept Throttle sucking on his cock as he worked swiftly in and out of him, cock twitching against Throttle's tongue while the brown-furred mouse groaned under him, helpless and humiliated. Their master was still watching, legs spread and cock in his hand, the dragon grinning down at the three mice. His two whores were so obedient, their minds his and their wills crumbled. They'd do anything he told them to do, including rape their best friend. He watched as Vinnie peak approached, the white mouse slamming hard down Throttle's throat, grunting and growling, moaning loudly as his toes curled and his balls prepared to unload.

"Keep sucking, ya little bitch!" Vinnie snarled, his grip tightening and his hips still ploughing Throttle's face. The violating his throat was getting had him groaning loudly, grimacing the whole time. He kept choking on the hard cock, unable to resist as his mouth was raped and fucked. Vinnie gave out low, deeply pleasured moans, his body tensing up, ready to blow. He snarled again, "F-fuck yeah!" His hips thrust forward, burying his cock down Throttle's throat. In an instant, Throttle found his mouth filled with his brainwashed friend's cum, the stuff being pumped down his throat. Throttle shook his head but Vinnie kept him held in place, forcing him to gulp down several hot streams of mouse cum despite his loudest protests. With a satisfied gasp, Vinnie pulled out just in time to shoot the last rope of jizz across Throttle's face, leaving him groaning on the floor with his fur covered in white.

Vinnie gave a mocking chuckle and slapped his cock across Throttle's face. The two mice stood looking down at him, their master still pumping at his draconic cock.

"Bring him here," Arxis grunted. His two whores obeyed and dragged their bro between his scaly legs. They knew what he wanted and Modo quickly gripped the back of Throttle's head and thrust him into the dragon's crotch. Throttle was made to worship it, as were his two bros. Arxis had the three of them licking all over his cock, slurping at his maleness and sucking on his balls, his cock throbbing in their faces.

He leaked pre-cum onto the fur of their faces, glaring down at the three sluts as they kept going on his order. Soon enough all the attention he was getting down their brought him to climax and he quickly aimed his cock squarely at Throttle's face before blowing all over him. He coated Throttle's whining face with his cum, his leathery dragon cock firing load after load out onto the defeated mouse until his scaly balls had been thoroughly emptied. He then gripped Throttle by the hair and glared into his eyes.

"You're mine now," he growled, voice reverberating in the mouse's ears. "You and your friends - all mine." Throttle barely had time to fight back before he felt himself entranced by the dragon's glowing, purple eyes. He knelt there between Arxis's legs, mouth hanging open, his face covered in cum. He gave a soft, groaning whine as the dragon stared him down, his overwhelming presence washing over the mouse. His head felt numb; he could feel the dragon taking over him.

"What are you, mouse?" Arxis growled. Throttle didn't even give it a thought before answering.

"Your slave," he said. "I'm your slave, Sir."

"That's right. You're all my whores. You belong to me." Arxis sat back on the couch, watching as his three sluts began licking and making out with his crotch, tongues and lips working at his cock and balls, sucking on his hefty sack and cleaning the shaft of his cum. Arxis watched them with a wide, wicked smirk on his face. He was expecting a big payment from Limburger for this; the Biker Mice from Mars now belonged to him. They were his property, his slaves and whores. Once proud heroes fighting against the Plutarkians now reduced to a bunch of shameless sluts - and that's how it was going to stay.

THE END