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Position V2

**By Limewah

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18+

The drone surprised the intruders with his gracefulness; there was no contest, that much was clear within seconds of the beginning of the skirmish.

The muscular Luxray, once known as Raging Thunder, was still-like-a-brick-shithouse, but his movements were easy, relaxed, fluid, more like a world class boxer than a super-powered brawler. Each opponent who came at him was easily brushed aside and knocked unconscious. Those further away received an arcing haymaker-blast of electricity that convulsed them to the floor.

He didn't gloat, or grandstand; he was totally focused on the task of systematically dealing with the intruders. His primary task was, as always, to defend the Doctor - His Master - at any cost. His face remained blank, almost placid, as his body went through the motions.

"Come on, this isn't you!"

Raging Thunder didn't recognize whoever that was, even though they seemed to recognize him. Those memories had been scrubbed from his brain a long time before. Unnecessary, extraneous ones.

"Wh-why's his dick out?!"

The latex suit kept his cock fully erect at all times, shrink-wrapped tightly around it like it was the rest of his body. He hadn't had an orgasm in some time. The glowing padlock symbol emblazoned on his balls was an indicator to that fact - not that the intruders had any time to notice or process it before they were shocked or smacked out cold.

The Luxray did not acknowledge the yelps or answer the questions. He continued to carve his way through the invading group of low-ranking heroes and mercenaries until they all laid in his wake, incapacitated and unable to resist the mechanical tendrils that wrapped them up and pulled them out of the workshop, to unseen places.

The Luxray barely had worked up a sweat. He stood still and waited for his next command.

"Well done, drone."

The rubber gloves squeaked as they scritched the back of the Luxray's head, pulling it back just a little as he accepted the pets with a low, placid purr.

"As usual, you never fail to impress. We'll put these ones in for processing next."

"Who were they?" The drone asked, even as his eyes closed.

"Don't worry about that," the Inteleon purred, hooking his long, slender tail around the Luxray's left hip and giving a gentle, insistent tug.

"Come along. Let's get back to your tests. Then after that, a reward for defending me so well."

The drone's mind didn't wander much even before his conditioning. When he was still Raging Thunder, he was single-minded in his focus, perhaps to a fault. It had made it easy for him to walk right into the latex-pit trap the good doctor had laid for him.

Now he walked, unthinkingly, wherever his master told him to.

His eyes did not wander to the tight curves of Dr. Vortex's rump, clad in a jet black catsuit. Nor did they focus on the Inteleon's forearm-length dick, visibly swinging between his legs as he walked. He kept his eyes focused straight ahead, going along the familiar path to the test chamber where, not even 20 minutes ago, he had been totally strapped into place.

The diagnostic session was close to wrapping up; he would not have to be there much longer.

His blood had already been taken and checked that there was a safe quantity of the mind-dampening chemicals pulsing through his veins. He obeyed all his commands without question, answered every question without hesitation. His physical stamina and poise had never been better. When questioned about his old life, the only answer he ever gave was "That information is inaccessible at this time." They were safely locked away - there was no need for person-hood in the Luxray's mind anymore.

There was not much need to carry out the more high-intensity physical tests; the drone would have more than passed them, if their defense of the laboratory was anything to go by. That would normally have allowed for a reward - an orgasm (non-productive, naturally) - but Dr. Vortex had a different award in mind.

Seeing him fight like that, with total, silent loyalty - not even a quip - it aroused the Inteleon. He hid his intense lust underneath his usual professional veneer, but

The next stop was Dr. Vortex's private office. None of his other experiments or workers would disturb him here. The sound-proofed, softly textured room was a hermetically sealed escape from everything else. A perfect place for the Doctor to meditate. Or to fuck his property's mouth.

"Assume position 4," the Inteleon said blithely. The drone obeyed. He knelt down, leaning back slightly and tilting his head right back. The Inteleon clambered onto his shoulders, lifting up to angle his cock until it was in the right position to plunge straight down the cat's throat. He had not removed his cat-suit; it suited just fine as a makeshift condom. He growled with pleasure as he braced himself around his feline subject.

The first few times Dr. Vortex had fucked the Luxray like this, there had been some vestiges of resistance. Some quivers and choking gulps, hints of tension, like he was trying to summon some last well of resolve to bite his cock off.

There were no traces of that now. He was little more than a hole. A hole that could be posed, at least...

"Cameras on," the Inteleon said blithely. "Position 2V, please."

The Luxray's arms shot up, his index and middle fingers jutting upwards into two V-for-victory symbols. As though taking the thick amphibian cock was a triumph in itself, rather than his normal function.

"Mmmnh..." the Doctor growled with delight, licking his lips. "This is a message to the Heroic Protectorate. I have to say, I wasn't expecting guests from your organisation."

He buried his cock deep into his drone's mouth, grinding his hips back and forth, like a wild animal might mark a tree with their scent glands.The thick latex-scent was already well caked into the drone's nostrils as it stood, but that didn't stop the Doctor from debasing him.

" I would have provided a more comforting welcome," Dr. Vortex continued." But luckily, my newest drone was more than able to on-board them. I'd wager they're already mid-way through their own conversion... though it will be some time before they're as effective as this one...

The Doctor grinned wickedly as he plunged his cock deeper into the Luxray-drone's mouth, with the force and pace of a hydraulic piston. The Inteleon's thin tail slithered down to grab and tug at the drone's, acting as a further brace against the Luxray's face.

"So now that you know the whereabouts of Raging Thunder, I think you don't need to bother sending any more search or scouting parties. Unless you've got any more viable subjects to send my way. It will make my job much easier."

The drone gulped and sputtered, having some difficulty breathing as the meat plunged deeper. He did not complain much, lacking the capacity for complaint.

"Perhaps it's a little droll, but I had this drone learn this pose just for you. The two Vs stand for 'Vortex' and 'Victory'. I've won this one. You'll just have to live with your failure... while this one lives in pure, mindless bliss. Goodbye for now."

As soon as the feed was switched off, Dr. Vortex quickened his pace again, each downward thrust like a punch to the face. The drone remained a passive receptacle, still in position 2V, and didn't even budge when, with one last thrust, the doctor's climax began.

Dr. Vortex would not be caught dead orgasming on camera - he lost his composure a bit, his eyes going a little glassy and a long, un-self conscious groan pouring from his throat along with his long, lolling tongue. Not even the drone could see the face, of course - the Luxray was still face first in his master's crotch, after all, drinking down every last drop as it spurted through the sheer bodysuit wrapped around the doctor's dick- there was a gossamer-thin orifice just at the tip of the cock, mostly so there was never a reason to take it off, even for occasions like this.

"Ahnnn..." the doctor moaned, his posture wavering a little as he gripped on tightly to the cat-drone's head to keep himself from toppling right over. He took his time re-combobulating himself as his orgasm finally began to peter out, from long thick blasts of cum to more of a thinner trickle. Naturally, all of it had disappeared down the drone's throat.

"Superlative work as usual..." Dr. Vortex eventually managed to choke out, as he pulled back and dismounted from his seat onto slightly wobbly feet. It was hard to stay upright after cumming so hard.

Speaking of which...

Dr. Vortex looked down at the drone, who was still in the kneeling pose with his hands up, his mouth wide and round like a sex toy.

"You may cum," the doctor said.

Cumming it came quite easily to the drone, he'd always had a hair trigger even before the conditioning. It didn't register much in his body, aside from a slight quiver and a little flickering dilation of the eyes. The barest hint of the explosion of pleasure inside him, like the ripples from the destination of a mine deep in an ocean.

The climax was bone dry. His bulge throbbed, the padlock brand on it shimmering even more brightly, containing his precious fluids inside his body. A reward without true release... it might even have been considered torture, but how could a mindless drone experience torture when they had no thoughts to begin with?

When he was finally allowed to release - a long time away, for sure - it would be a potent, productive, virile load, one that would make for an excellent sample.

"You really are the perfect specimen," Dr. Vortex mused to himself as he stroked the drone's frozen face. "I can't believe my luck... but then, I don't believe in luck. I won you through my genius. And you'll help me win many others."

With that, the Doctor moved to his desk and sat at his work-station. There was more to do. But it would be easier to work with his kneeling, V-signing ornament in the corner, a nice bit of eye candy to focus his mind.

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