For Science... and Sex
A quick story written for Majorra who's always been awesome and amazing, and deserves ALL THE STORIES. <3
A basic hypno story between Ildac and Nuri. Sometimes the simplest things in life are the best! Enjoy~
"Ugh, you fucking noob." Ildac groaned and tossed the controller to the floor, leaning back against the bed, "I swear, mortals can't do anything right."
Nuri gave him an idle glance, turning her attention from her daydreaming momentarily, "What's wrong now, angry gamer fox?"
"Everything. I can't turn a corner without running into a claymore, or getting sniped, or..." he huffed and leaned his head back, stretching his legs across the floor, "Ah, forget it. It's not worth getting frustrated over."
"You say that every time." Nuri said matter-of-factly, the pure-white wolf giggled and turned to face him, slipping her arms around his neck and sliding forward to rub her cheek on his, "And yet here you are again, raging your head off."
Ildac leaned back into his Mistress' embrace, closing his eyes and picking up the controller again, "I'm beginning to think that angels weren't meant for gaming."
"Well if not, they sure were meant for bitching about it." Nuri grinned, smoothing the fox's equally radiant white fur, "C'mon, give it another go."
"I think you enjoy it when I'm annoyed." the fox joined another game, shifting in place to get his wings into a comfortable position.
Nuri snickered and sat herself up, crossing her legs and looming over her pet from behind, watching the screen idly, "You get so gruff and manly when you're mad. It's sexy."
"Really?"
"No, but it sounded good."
"Right." Ildac rolled his eyes just in time to be sniped, "Fuck."
Nuri smirked, uncrossing her legs and sliding the left one over the fox's shoulder, watching as he visibly stiffened his posture a little, "Does this help?"
"It helps some things. Gaming, however, may not be one of them."
"I wonder if a raging testosterone level could possibly enhance a male's performance in a war game..." she rubbed her footpaw against his cheek, toe claws gently raking through his fur.
Ildac whimpered, closing the eye closest to the foot and leaning his head to the right, "I think it'd be more distracting than anything."
"What, a hardon?"
"That, and a foot in my face."
"Oh yeah? What about this?" Nuri's other foot came around, this one clutching a shiny pendant between her toes, dangling by a thin chain, "How distracting would that be?"
"Incredibly..." Ildac's focus was instantly on the pendant, his attention to the game all but vanishing once he laid eyes upon it.
Nuri grinned. She'd implanted a trigger earlier to increase his susceptibility, and clearly it had worked. The cunning wolfess twitched her toes, causing the pendant to bounce and swing before her fox's eyes, "Really? Interesting. I'll have to take note of this... for science, of course."
"Yeah... for science." Ildac's voice had gone from irate to distant in a short time. His eyes were glued to the pendant, following its bouncing, swinging motions perfectly. The game played on in front of him, gone from the fox's attention.
"Good boy. You're an excellent test subject." the wolf giggled and rubbed his cheek with one foot, keeping him lightly mesmerized with the other, "Now watch the pretty crystal swing, pet. So distracting, isn't it? So incredibly eye-catching."
"Distracting..." the fox repeated, murring quietly and leaning back against the bed. The controller slipped from his fingers, forgotten in favor of the pretty stone.
Nuri's foot continued to caress his cheek, digging dulled claws into his fur and scritching at the soft skin below. The pendant bounced and swung clumsily below her toes as she twitched and raised them, dangling it before her fox's eyes, "Yes, that's right. So distracting. You can't think of much else, can you?"
"No, Mistress."
"What can you think of?"
"Mistress' voice."
"Oh, of course." Nuri purred into his ears, "Mistress' voice makes it hard to think, though, doesn't it?"
"Yes Mistress." Ildac's eyes lidded half-way, his head rocking gently back and forth as a gentle haze rolled in over his mind.
Nuri grinned, pressing her foot against the fox's muzzle, "Lick."
The one word was all the fox needed to be convinced. His tongue slid out, lapping against his mesmerizing owner's toes, licking around and between them happily, his eyes never leaving the swinging pendant. He was so relaxed, so subdued, and everything she said was just so convincing. It was a feeling he'd become quite used to over the years that he'd known her.
"That's a good boy." the wolfess let the pendant drop from her toes, using the foot it once rested on to keep her boy's gaze straight, "Don't worry about that, pet. Just keep licking."
The desire to follow the gemstone's path down to the floor was quickly stifled by her words, and Ildac continued to worship her beautiful footpaws. Both now rubbed against his muzzle, demanding his attention, his tongue switching between them to deliver copious amounts of obedient love to the textured pads and soft fur.
"Just a second." Nuri's feet parted from the fox's muzzle and fell to his sides. She placed her hands on his shoulders, motioning for him to turn himself around. He shifted in place, sitting on his knees and gazing up at his Mistress with sleepy, unfocused eyes. The she-wolf grinned, pushing a foot up against his muzzle again and forcing a toe into his mouth. At the same time, her eyes began to swirl with color, drawing in his helpless gaze and drowning out what remained of his thoughts, "Much better. Who's my good foot slave?"
Ildac mumbled what was probably a response to her question, but the toe in his mouth kept it incoherent. It was apparently good enough for Nuri, though, as she rubbed her other foot against his crotch, "That's right. You." she grinned at the moans her attentions drew from his lips, two toes sandwiching his growing erection, "I bet I could hypnotize you with just my feet. No shiny pendant, no dazzling eyes... Just feet, gently swaying back and forth, back and forth..."
The angelfox slumped a little, his eyes quickly beginning to mirror her own powerful orbs. She was right, of course. She could turn just about any part of her into a hypnotic focus and put him under with minimal effort. This was his absolute favorite method, though, and she abused it with enthusiasm every time. Ildac felt the toe pulled from his lips, only to be replaced with another from the other foot, prompting him to continue his obedient suckling.
"That's my good boy. You don't care what you're sucking, as long as it's attached to my body. Isn't that right, slut?"
"Yef Mifreff..."
"I'm sorry, what was that?" she pulled her foot back to pop the toe out of his mouth.
"Yes Mistress..!"
"That's more like it." Nuri grinned and pressed the sole of her foot against his muzzle, enjoying the feel of his long, flat tongue. Fingers dipped down between her legs, petting over her dampening folds and lightly spreading them. There were countless benefits to rarely ever wearing clothes. "Ildac." she said between soft, pleased sighs, powerful eyes glaring down at him with that irresistible colored light, "Touch yourself."
The fox wasted no time in obeying, of course. His hand was quickly stuffed down into his pants, fingers wrapping around his shaft and tugging it free of the fabric. Soon he was stroking himself with lazy pumps of his fist, little sounds of pleasure passing his lips between worshiping laps at her foot.
"And let me see." Nuri said, pulling her paw away and using it to push him backward, coaxing him to move himself to a better position. Her fingers slipped against her clit, rubbing up and down the sensitive nub, bringing on a sharp gasp and a shiver. The mesmerizing wolf's gaze only intensified, draining away her already dazed pet's fleeting free will, "Hard and fast. Don't stop until I tell you."
Ildac came to life with moans and whimpers, now that his mouth was free. His fingers slid up and down rapidly, tugging on his needy foxcock with mindless enthusiasm, quickly becoming slick with precum. Even with his eyes locked on his Mistress' gaze, he could still see her schlicking herself in his peripheral vision, further adding to his own arousal. He slumped in place, mouth hanging open in a half-smile, half-'o' face as he stroked himself for her amusement.
Nuri could only grin at his display, swiveling her hips in slow gyrations to grind herself against her rubbing fingers. It was something she did quite often, forcing her vulpine lover to kneel before her with his hand on his dick, spouting praise and adoration for her and then begging for release. There was something just so appealing about working someone's body like a puppet. However, even puppeteers like herself had needs beyond visual stimuli. She waited it out for a few moments, fingers slowly pumping in and out of her sex, biting down on her tongue to keep her composure and not lose herself to moans... yet. She watched and listened for the telltale signs of her boy reaching the point of no return, her grin widening almost sadistically as his moans grew in pitch. At the last possible second, Nuri gave a firm, undeniable command, "Stop. Do not cum. Stay exactly as you are."
Ildac's entire body froze. The torturous ecstasy of sitting on the edge of climax tingled in his loins, only his beating heart and racing lungs allowed any bit of movement. He watched as Nuri slipped off the bed, hips swishing in that seductive and undeniably feminine way of hers, and stood with one leg on either side of his waist.
"Good boy." Nuri said with a giggle, pushing a finger against his forehead. The tiny exertion of force was enough to topple the fox's inert body, and she grabbed hold of his feet to lay him supine. On the way, her fingers wiggled across his soles, bringing helpless giggles and moans from his lips, not helping his desperate situation in the least. "Now." she said, straddling him and taking hold of his throbbing erection, guiding it between her legs as she lowered herself down onto him, "You're going to lay like this until you feel me cum. Only then, slave, will you be able to release all that pressure building inside of you."
"Y... Yes Mistress..." a hint of reluctance managed to find its way to his voice, but a burst of hypnotic spirals from the wolfess' eyes silenced his doubt and put him back in perspective. A perspective she imposed upon his vulnerable mind, of course. He would endure the harshest of edge play to please his Mistress.
"Good boy." Nuri whimpered softly as the first few inches of her fox's cock sunk into her folds, her hips gradually lowering until everything but the bulbous knot at the base was buried within her dripping wet sex. She leaned forward, pressing her hands to the convenient paw print tattoos on her pet's chest, hypnotic eyes swirling at full speed to keep him nice and pliant, "Submit to me, Ildac. Become my living sex toy."
Ildac came alive with sound once again, whimpering and moaning out loud each time his Mistress' hips rocked against his pent-up shaft. His body, still frozen from her command to 'remain as he was', became exactly what she had demanded of it: a living sex toy. A sentient dildo for her to use for her pleasure... and speaking of pleasure, the fox's own ecstatic sensations were beginning to overflow. He began to lose track of everything around him, save for his Mistress and the haze of lust he was lost in. All that kept him in focus were those eyes of hers. Those twin beacons of hypnotic power that held his mind in their grasp. It was that power alone that kept him subdued, controlled, and stilled his body when otherwise he would be thrashing about in ecstasy.
Nuri took great joy in the sight of her pet's struggle. Even through the spirals reflected in his eyes, she could sense the pleasant torment he was going through, how much he just wanted to cum his brains out--
"Oh, what a great idea." she said with a smirk. The wolfess leaned down low, filling her fox's world with her gaze and murmuring huskily to him between gasps, "Listen to me, Ildac. Can you hear me?"
"Y-Ye--ahhh..! Yes Mistress..!"
"Good. Listen closely. I want you to picture something for me. All of your thoughts, all of the will remaining in that fogged up head of yours... Each time I come down on you..." she gave him a good, hard thrust to emphasize, biting her lip to keep her moans silent for the moment, "...you'll feel more and more of those silly, needless thoughts drift downward. Down into your needy, throbbing dick. And when you finally cum, you'll feel all those pesky thoughts, all that silly free will, be pushed out with your seed. How does that sound, pet?"
"S-Sounds... wonderful, Mistress..!" the thought of being a mindless, obedient toy was no foreign idea to the submissive angel. The suggestion sunk in quickly and easily, and he could easily picture all those irritating thoughts flowing downward through his body each time Nuri's hips met his.
"That's a good boy." the mesmerizing she-wolf redoubled her efforts, hips swiveling and rocking hard on her fox's cock, the two moaning out in unison as they neared their peaks together... or to be more accurate, Nuri neared her first, and Ildac merely built upon his already achingly close climax. She reached forward and attacked his belly with tickles, a predatory grin on her face as laughter joined his ecstatic cries, "Such a slut. Even tickling turns you on."
"M-Mistress' slut..!" Ildac confirmed, gritting his teeth to try and hold back the giggles in a fleeting moment of dignity, which was soon washed away under a torrent of colors. His body arched and rocked from side to side, moving involuntarily from the ticklish attack. It took every bit of restraint and her powerful hypnosis to keep him from spilling his load right then and there.
Luckily, his time wasn't far off. Nuri rocked hard against him, letting him off easy with the tickling and instead finding his nipples as her new target. Fingers rubbed, pinched and twisted the pink nubs relentlessly as she rode him, her tongue sliding over her lips as she watched her pet squirm beneath her. What must have been going on in that empty head of his... Her loins began to tingle, and a heat spread throughout her body. She was close. The domineering wolf gave a few more rough thrusts before resorting to grinding herself against his swollen knot, groaning and gasping out loud before letting loose a howl of ecstasy. Her sex clamped and spasmed around the fox's cock, claiming him as hers once more, a torrent of femcum splashing out around their thighs. Nuri arched her back wide, pushing her chest out and closing her pet off from her swirling eyes, "Cum, slave!"
All at once, the floodgates opened. Ildac's mind drained straight into his cock, and with the first gush of hot vulpine seed, every little thought was ejected from his body, emptying his head the rest of the way and leaving him a mindless, squirming and moaning pile of pleased fox. He gave her load after load, each ejaculation bringing a helpless moan from his lips, six full ropes of cum shooting up into her sex before his climax finally tapered off into smaller spurts, and then subsided. The angel collapsed beneath his Mistress, gazing up at her mindlessly and panting for breath. An all too familiar end to a day.
Nuri's pleased, almost silly grin straightened out a little into that predatory look she tended to possess, and she flopped unceremoniously atop his spent, exhausted form, her wolfy tongue lapping out over his lips and muzzle, "Good slave... Good toy."
"Mmm good... toy." the fox responded, a dreamy smile creeping over his lips. It felt so good to serve, to please his Mistress.
Nuri smirked and nuzzled into his neck, murmuring in a forced clinical tone, "Subject appears unsuitable for war games after an intense mating session. However, data proves inconclusive. I recommend more tests... for science, of course."
Ildac either didn't understand in his dazed state, or simply lacked the capacity to respond to her joking at the moment. All he could do was rub himself against her, rumbling happily and sprawling out beneath his wonderful owner.
"More science later... For now, it's nap time." the wolfess poked her pet between the eyes and whispered, "sleep," giggling softly as she watched his eyelids slip shut. She would have to rest thoroughly, for a sexy scientist's work was never done.
...Oh who was she kidding? She was just a pervy wolf with hypno powers.