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Lumi looked about as he drove slowly down the brick paved street. He had never been on this side of town, the extreme wealth on display amazed the young dragon. Massive houses in all shapes and designs. A park that looked like it held its own small forest within, lay just beyond the initial entrance gate. Various furs; humans; and other scaled folk, all dressed to the nines. Top brands. The dragon wasn't materialistic in the slightest. However, surrounded by these socialites and the well-to-do, he felt rather plain. His small wings fluttered, and a small shocked yip escape his muzzle as his GPS rings out for him to turn, bringing him out of his state of awe and wonder.

The dragon began to turning into a gated community. Even the super-rich had to segregate themselves, it seemed. A small guard house stood blocking the entrance. A long, loud, bright yellow wooden beam reminding anyone before it that what lie beyond was off limits to those not invited. It was all a little much, to be honest. There was a rap at his window. A large caribou dressed in deep navy-blue security getup sat raising and eyebrow at him. Deep chocolate fur intermixed with streaks of white and silver. Deep blue eyes, tall, proud antlers. Not to mention, it looked like the male had spent every waking hour outside of work at the gym. Muscles bulged through the shirt, he looked like a personal body guard. Lumi couldn't help but find the male attractive. He lowered his window, to find the big reindeer looking down at him from around the large aviator glasses.

" Hello sir! I'm afraid this is private property, do you have business here? We do not allow solicitation within The Cove."

Lumi almost rolled his eyes. " The Cove," how stereotypical could you get? With a place, this nice and realistically just how much money flowed in through it. That's the best they could do? The dragon looked down at his invoice and work orders. Presenting them to the larger male.

"I'm here for computer repairs. Uh, heading to, 1204 Gunnison Avenue? One, Mister Raja? Would you mind pointing it out, sir?"

The large cervine read his paperwork slowly. Duke, as the nameplate would read, was thorough, Lumi gave him that. With a nod, Duke quickly started spouting off directions like a drill instructor. Once he finished navigating the young drake, Duke went back to his hutch and lifted the gate. Lumi looked back in the rearview to find the large male sitting back and reading. He wondered if everyone here was as eccentric. Not that it mattered. He slowly drove into The Cove. Unknowingly, into his doom.

It took only a minute to find the house. It was quite literally the largest on the block. Almost assuredly four stories tall. He could probably fit six to seven of his apartment comfortably within the walls of the mega-home. He pulled into the drive. The image of a hooded snake met him as he stepped out. He had seen the logo before, yet he couldn't put his finger on it. Lumi grabbed his small toolbox, and the work order. The front lawn was immaculate. Grass completely leveled. A small rock garden complete with a koi pond water feature on the east side. Near the door was a small serpentine statue. This guy was really into snakes. Lumi ringed the doorbell. A soft, heavenly melody ringing out behind the door. It took but a moment before he was greeted. Before him stood a huge male anaconda wrapped up in a bathrobe. Inky green scales intermingled with light circular yellow patterns, as well as cream coloured underside scales. The image of that large, tree trunk like tail, dragging behind the snake, wrapped tightly around his neck, flooded the dragon's mind. The male had loose hood skin around his neck. His hood seeming to start to lift in slight annoyance at the gaping dragon before him. The drake had seen this anaconda before, yet he couldn't lay a finger on it.

"May I help you, young man? It issssth rather rude to gape and stare at strangersss, especially after interrupting their breakfassst."

Lumi's eyes bulged out. Now he remembered where he had seen the logo. This must've been Antonio Raja. The head of a quickly growing technology company. 'Coil Industries' had been almost completely overrunning the technological field. Boasting personal computers that were faster, had better processing power, not to mention were completely customizable. All for a fraction of the competition's price. It was a wonder to most. Half of Lumi's work orders had been on these new machines. His boss sending him off for a week to a series of classes about repairing the new hardware.

The anaconda gave a sly smile. His hood puffing out a tad uncontrollably. He raised a hand to rub at it and gently push the frilled scales back down. He looked at the young dragon before him. Pink scales. A small lavender crop top that showed off a lighter shade of pink along his trim and slim stomach. Tight white pants. Then his tail. It was rather long and thick. Bigger than most for his species, that was sure. Add to it small cherub-like wings. Antonio had to admit. The boy was strange for a dragon, however handsome nonetheless.

Lumi stammered, trying to find his voice. Lifting his work order. " Mister Raja? We got a call about a keyboard malfunction and, uh? Computer blue screen?" The dragon had to admit to himself. This was the head of a major tech company. These were pretty decently easy fixes. Why had he called him? He went to ask the serpent before a large, heavy tail wound its way across his shoulders and pulled him inside.

The foyer was immaculate. Marbled flooring. What looked to be some of the best modern style furniture money could buy. A chandelier probably bigger than the dragon was. It had the young man in awe as the snake smiled at him. Slithering along and whisking the boy with him.

"Yesss, I'm afraid they are quite some minor fixxesss. I must admit if I had the time I would attend to it mysself. However, we've been rather busy with a new experimental line of VR and AR capabilities with the new line of Vyper machines." The large serpent lead the dragon into a small office. Not exactly what Lumi would've pictured the snake to work in, however. There would be plenty of space to work things out. The heavy serpentine tail patted him on the head as the magnate slithered out of the room. "I'll return in a short while to check progress. Buena suerte, amigo!"

With that, the heavy door closed behind him, and he was left to the task at hand. Lumi took a look around at his current work space, It was immaculate. A large leather-bound, black metal chair sat before the workstation. It almost looked and felt like a throne. A little eccentric for an office chair, however, when you were an up and coming billionaire. The dragon, pushed it gently behind him. He couldn't even afford to think about damaging that chair accidentally. Besides these, would be quick, easy fixes. He could stand for the duration. He noticed some cords running to the back if the laptop setup. Perhaps the "throne," had more functionality than just comfort. Lumi sighed. Maybe one day he'd even get just a small taste of that life. For the moment, though, he had a job to do. The dragon opened the laptop. Sure enough, on boot, it went right to a blue screen. Looking down, he noticed the keyboard wasn't lighting up. Pulling out some tools, he carefully unscrewed and lifted the key facings. The ribbon cable was unplugged. Perhaps it had been jostled around. Easy enough fix. It seemed to still be a little faulty. A slight delay on each key tap, probably needed new drivers. Looking over, he saw a little purple thumb stick. 'Driver Updates. V. 3.16' It told the world in bold uppercase Sharpie. It really did seem the anaconda could've done this himself. Why did he hire out his company? Sure, a heavy workload was to be expected with someone of his caliber yet still, a loose ribbon cable? Driver updates? This was child's play. Lumi rolled his eyes. The anaconda was likely one of those rich people who got off on making others perform small, menial tasks for their amusement. He inserted the small thumb drive. Looking down at his phone to see if he had any texts. This job wouldn't be but another 10 minutes, it seemed. Ears perked as he chuckled softly to himself. The gentleman he met at the bar the other night texted him back. A soft smile coming to his lips as he thought about the large canine. He was a good kisser. A deep drone brought him back to life as he looked up and found the large screen awash in a strange shifting black and white pattern.

A wave of rings swayed and blended between each other before slowly and gently ring after endless ring spun and shifted before the dragon's eyes. He was amazingly fascinated with the pattern. It almost beckoned to him. Calling to draw him in deeper. Large rings that bounced and pulsed, melting into a series of smaller rings that made him stare deeper. Lumi's breathing sped up. He tried looking away, but it was so hard to even try. A creeping haze slipped back into his bones. Lumi felt himself swaying on his feet. The swirling patterns making him feel dizzier and dizzier. It was becoming hard to even form a coherent thought. His arms felt like jelly. His hand paws not responsive in the slightest. Body, seemingly trapped in some strange, sap-like miasma. Everything around him moved so slow. His body was struggling, fighting itself. Muscles going turgid to weak limp rubbery noodles, and back again. The strength in his legs seemed to fade. The tail he cherished so much, now a heavy anchoring weight that, combined with the jelly-like shuddering legs of the dragon, left him stumbling backwards. Falling. Tripping. Pwooof. There was comfortable leather beneath him. Lumi, too out of it to really notice much beyond that he was now sitting. Speakers built into the chair let out a 'ding' and a soft feminine voice greeted the helpless dragon.

"New test subject detected. Running experiment, HV4 Test 1. Please remain seated and calm."

The strange voice somewhat brought Lumi from his hypnotic stupor. Realizing he was, slumped back into the throne. As his arms rested, the dragon felt heavy clamps, securing his wrists to the armrests. The sensation aroused his mind a little more awake. He blinked. Squirming and shifting. Trying to free his hand paws. Clamp, clamp. His legs became immobile. He was totally stuck now. Lumi writhed and squirmed. Desperate to find any way from this new and strange situation. The voice spoke up again.

"Subject displaying increased resistance. Beginning pacification protocol."

'Pacification protocol,' what the hell did that mean? Lumi's mind surged slowly back to consciousness. He needed to get out of here quick before anything else happ... Something heavy clamped around his head. Complete darkness. He needed help. Try as he might, the dragon could barely utter out a cry of help. It was like his mind was running through molasses. A blinding light made the male wince, and a heavy drone echoed in his ear. The spirals were back. No matter where he shifted his head. Swirling shifting. Melting into each other. Lumi had barely managed to get one eye closed. Yet even with the one small rebellious act, he could feel his mind slowing down to a halt again. They were so much closer this time. Surrounding him. Lumi felt his tongue become a useless leathery scrap. Pupils shrinking away as the monochromatic hypnosis sunk in deep. His open eye filling with the dizzying spirals. The dragon tried to wriggle, yet his body didn't listen to him. It was a torturous struggle to try to close the other eye. Try as he might. He couldn't help it. He didn't want to look away. A strange voice from his past echoed in his weakening mind. A voice that would only make breaking the dragon that much easier. An angered hiss seemed to mix with the soft drone. 'Look me in the eyess when I'm speaking to you,' Lumi could feel the hypnotic pull getting stronger and stronger. A fascination in his cub hood taking him further down. Being his ultimate downfall. His fragile mind mimicked the scene. Finally, finding his voice. "P-please Kaa." It felt so right. Gentle tingles rand down his spine. He felt himself slipping back into the soft, warm leather. That voice sneaking its way back in. 'Both eyesss if you please.' There it was. All those years, watching, rewatching those scenes. So ingrained in his mind. He felt his close eye lifting. Opening. He needed this. Bliss. He stared deep into those awaiting spirals. Other eye melting away and reflecting the swirls almost instantly. His body slumped, relaxed. He just needed to sit, watch, and listen. However, part of the dragon knew this was wrong. His mind weakly fighting these sensations and the hypnosis. It felt like hours as he sat there. An internal battle waging on. A small part of Lumi had to resist these strange urges and feelings. He needed to fight it. Yet within the drones he heard a voice. A gentle hissing voice. It was almost soothing. **'Relax. Nothing is wrong. Just lean back. Open your mind.'**

Nothing was wrong? He was strapped down to a strange chair. What was he supposed to be doing anyway. He could feel himself sink into the soft leather. It was really comfortable. The spirals were so nice to watch. It was calm. Slow.

**Just sink. No need to worry. No need to think. Just sink. Let your mind slip away**

No need to think? But wait, he had to get out of here. He had to work. Why was his head so hazy? It was so hard to think. Yet so easy to lay back and watch the spirals. To let the voice echo in his mind. Lumi's pupils shifted. Growing and shrinking as his mind fought and accepted the hypnosis.

**Good boys are thoughtless boys.**

**Good boys relax**

**Good boys sink**

A small part of the dragon knew something was wrong. That feeling getting stronger as the voice gets louder in his mind. He was a good boy, right? No. This wasn't right. He needed to slip free. His body was hot. Every inch felt like it was burning up. From toes and paw pads to the tips of his ears. He found himself staring and sinking deeper and deeper into the surrounding spirals. Almost like he was falling into them. He was weightless.

**Good boys let master think for them.**

**Good boys are horny boys**

**Good boys want to cum those thoughts out**

Lumi's muzzle falls open uselessly. Most of his body, ignored the desperate commands from a mind that was slowly, and surely shutting down. He could barely feel the heavy, weighted bindings that held him to the chair. Nor could he feel the chair cutting the seams of his clothing. Freeing the dragon's body, his deep pink scales tingling in the cool air. The dragon could feel himself giving in. Body sinking into the soft, comforting leather, toes stretching and curling in time with the shifting spirals. Tail, a useless coiled up mound. With the heavy visor, he was lost. He couldn't see his body. Barely feel it. He couldn't close his eyes. Even thinking about it, sent a painful shock down his spine. That staring into the center of the swirling void soothed immediately. Lumi had been interested in hypnosis for a long time. However, he had always figured it was just a stage play. The mind-numbing pleasure of the python, in his childhood fantasies, were just that. A fantasy. Yet as he slumped forward, muzzle loose and open wide in awe, head, and eyes slowly following the spirals. Whatever thoughts Lumi could muster were of trying to escape whatever he had stumbled in. His pupils finally totally shrinking away, never to return. Head bobbing about, following the pattern that flowed all around him. His body had given up. Yet, Lumi had to cling onto something. He couldn't let himself sink into these good feelings. A soft voice inside himself chimed up as he struggled.

'Why can't I just give in. Let myself relax and stare deeper? Nothing was wrong. The voice said so.'

**Good boys are thoughtless boys**

**Good boys relax**

**Good boys sink**

Gently, the mantra left Lumi's lips. Over and over. Unable to stop himself. Yet with each line uttered, he couldn't help but agree. He was a good boy. He just needed to relax. To sink. His body almost a putty mush in the chair. Soft conflicting whines at the first suggestion, however.

'Need to think. Can't give in. B-but must be a good boy? Good boys are thoughtless?'

**Yesss Good boys are thoughtless**

The booming voice that agreed with him made it harder and harder to keep fighting. Nodding along to the voice. The spirals intensifying in hid eyes. His own inner voice now seeming muffled and far away. 'Y-yeah. I'm a good dragon. No need to think. Just relax. Sink. G-good boy.' A smile crept along Lumi's muzzle. That small mental admission sent a wave of bliss along his body. His cock shot up. He had never been harder.

**Good boy are horny boys**

**Good boys let master think for them**

**Good boys NEED to cum**

Another desperate whimper. What little remained of the small dragon's mind was being swept away on waves and waves of bliss. His pupils were gone. His hesitation, gone. He needed to embrace these wonderful feelings. He was very needy and horny. His dick twitched. The light fleshy pink tone deepened to an almost angry red. His balls were so heavy. Loaded full of the pesky thoughts and emotions he no longer needed. The spiral told him so. 'P-please Massster. Think for draggie. He'll be your dumb, good boy.' A soft moan and squirm in the chair as a line of pre dribbles out from the dragon's tip. The image Antonio. Master Raja, solidifying in his weakened mind, every time he begged for his master. The snake was in charge. Of course, he was. 'P-please Master, think for me and let me cum...' Mental pleas now bleeding into the real world. First as soft mumbles that gradually build up in fervor.

**Good boys are horny boys**

**Good boys give in**

**Good boys can cum when they let Master take over**

The mush that used to be the dragon's mind was in wholehearted agreement. He was horny. He wanted to stop resisting. The drake needed to cum. He was a good boy. Lumi humped the air. Panting as he moaned out and thought the last lines of his mantra. The last free words he would speak before his mind was no longer his own. Deep in his mind, a small voice cried out to resist. To fight. However, that moment had long since passed. The dragon gave into the pleasures of his flesh. He no longer needed to think, Master could do that. He no longer needed to stress. It was better to relax. The only thing he needed to do. Cum. 'Y-yesssir. Master, please think for me. I'm a good boy. A good dragon. No thoughts. Only cum. No stress, only Master. Thank you, sir.' An almost blinding flashing light appeared before the dragon's eyes. He could feel the last of his mind slipping away. Bundling down in his heavy balls. A groan escapes him.

**PING**

**I'm a good boy**

The first few lines of cum jet out of the twitching, needy cock as the dragon sits up straight. His smile wide and happy. He was a good boy.

**I'm a horny boy**

Shot after shot escapes him. The drone almost seeming to sound like static as the dragon finds he could barely even form a coherent thought anymore. Not that it mattered. Master would think for him now.

**I need to cum for Master**

The orgasm seems to drag on for eternity for the entranced drake. Twitching pulses of semen. His mind shooting out along with it. His belly and feet paws covered in the copious amounts of muck that now soiled the poor dragon. His dick didn't soften, though. It just twitched away. Ready to be brought to another powerful climax by his master. The repeated mantra echoing deeply in his mind and the surrounding room. Each spoken line, almost like a muzzle wrapped around his dick. Being a good boy was pleasure. The more he let himself sink, the better he felt. On and on, the dragon chanted. Already he could feel his second orgasm rising in his balls. His smile widened. He was so glad Master took him in.

Antonio slithered into his space office. Voice chiming out.

"Ah! Dragon-cub! Perdona, I forgot to give you the flash drive with the new..." Before him sat the dragon. Blinded by the visor. Trapped in his prototype. Covered in semen. Mumbling away with a blissful smile. Alarm ran through his long, sinuous body. Slithering quickly to the laptop to stop the program. He was so fucked. He'd have to pay the poor kid off. If he could even find a way to get his mind back. Hopefully, the program hadn't gone too far. Yet. As he clicked and clacked away, Antonio noticed the readings. Complete immersion and hypnotic control in barley under five minutes. All the previous tests had never yielded results this successful. Most of his previous test subjects, inmates from a local prison, had managed to either resist or was completely unaffected by the hypnosis. Yet, if this new program was as powerful as the data showed out. A deep groan resonated behind him. He could hear the poor boy climaxing again. He felt it splash against his tail. Raja saw the dip in mental capacity and function. Each climax making the ability to think harder and harder. Soon near impossible. If kept in this state, he'd be mindless in mere hours. A meat puppet. Lights on with no-one home. The snake was conflicted. He should let the boy go. Yet. This was a scientific breakthrough. Sometimes to bake a cake, you've got to break some eggs. Or, in this case, a very handsome dragon. Antonio leaned up. Setting up the laptop to record the rest of the dragon's session. Slowing the program down just a bit. Spacing out the literal mind-numbing orgasms. This product would be a fortune to the governments, radicals. Anyone with a need to make someone a mumbling mess. The serpent had made his decision.

A rumble, deep in his belly, made his hood extend in delight. Oh, there was another benefit to this experiment. Turning back and smiling darkly at the young dragon. Yes. For the good of science. He slithered close to the boy. Running his tail along the soft effeminate jaw. Hissing softly and mockingly.

"Oh poor thing. Trapped in a strange house, in a strange device. Not that you mind, 'eh?" Another loud moan and orgasm wracks the boy's body. Spreading the anaconda's devious grin. "I'm sssure the repairs are going well. Rewiring iss meticulous and does take sssome time. However, you and I have all the time in the world, hmm?" Antonio rest's his tail on his new test subject's shoulder. Looking down at his phone to see the immediate return of results. Yes. This tech could be invaluable. "Well don't let me disssturb you, dragon-cub, you look a little tied up in your work. Ssssuch a good boy. Oh! I do hope you'll be ssstaying for dinner. You can be the guessst of honor."

The snake slithered out of the room with a knowing chuckle. Shutting off the lights and leaving the dragon in darkness. His mind was like a slowly blinking light bulb. On, off. On, off. There were moments of lucidity where the spirals and the voice of his mastered greeted him. Vaguely aware of the large anaconda speaking to him, however he Couldn't understand the words really. Though that wasn't important. Only the Spirals were. The spirals told him to go back to sleep. To relax, to echo the mantra. Nothing was wrong. No need to think. No need to struggle. Just cum.

**I'm a good boy**

**Good boys are thoughtless boys**

**Good boys cum for master**

The dragon writhes in the throne once more. Muzzle wide, drooling. The soft, wet squelches of dragon cum splashing against the monitor. Orgasmic pleasure, the only sensation able to run through the drake's frayed and ruined neurons. One last thought manages to push through the haze and across Lumi's mind, as he feels his balls tightening again. Mere moments from the next climax. He was glad he met Master