Mind Control Stream Story 4: The Real Pussy Here
The final story of the mind control day, courtesy of Sanmer's inspiration.
**The Real Pussy Here
For Sanmer**
Sean rolled his eyes as the wolf dragged him through the hallways, the cat twisting in a token fashion as other students watched the bully pull him towards the usual 'beatdown' spot. Everybody whispered to each other, wondering how Jason was going to beat him up this time, whether it would be a black eye or something worse. He would have chuckled at their assumptions, if it weren't for the fact that Jason was bumping him against the wall and various trophy cases on the way there.
"Ow! Watch it, dickhead!"
"Make me, pussy."
He grumbled, but there wasn't much he could do. The hallways were empty of teachers, and the only students that would have been willing to stand up to the wolf were in gym at this time of day. He doubted that they would have risked an altercation with the big guy anyway, considering how much muscle Jason was packing. There was a reason people worried about him when the wolf got his hands on him.
Then again, nobody knew about the room.
Jason tugged him down a number of stairs - leading to a trio of bruises along his shin in the process - before turning down an abandoned hall on the fourth floor. The wolf led him to one of the side rooms, the window dusted with cobwebs, and smirked down at him.
"Get ready for this week's beating, pussy."
He opened the door, shoving Sean in. He took a step to follow -
-And froze in place. The muscular wolf stared into space as Sean pulled himself together, dusting off his shirt as he shook his head. The cat looked back at the bully, smirking.
"Pussy, huh? Well, I'll settle for dog. Get in here."
Jason stepped in without hesitation, his tail knocking the door shut behind him. Sean nodded in approval. The trigger regarding the room in Jason's mind was still holding strong. He doubted that it would have broken in just a week's time, but it was always better to be sure. He walked over to the canine, looking him up and down.
"Get out of those clothes. You don't get to have those around here."
The order was followed quickly. Leather jacket, jeans, boots, boxers; they were all thrown under one of the desks as the wolf stood at attention. His cock started to rise as Sean looked over him, a fact not lost on the glasses-wearing feline. He chuckled, flicking the tip as it pointed upwards.
"Heh, just a little mind control and you're already getting turned on. I've heard of hypno-whores before - well, searched for them online - but I've never seen a guy get as into it as you do. Why don't you suck yourself off, huh? You dog enough to do that?"
No response, but then again, there usually wasn't one. The wolf got down on his back, lifting his ass in the air before starting to lean forward. Sean squatted at his tormentor's side, watching as the wolf stretched forward. Closer, closer, closer...
Finally the tip of the wolf's tongue touched his cock. The stimulation yielded a small splash of pre, most of it over Jason's tongue, but a dot of it went far enough to land on his chin. It was clear enough to look almost like water. It was a good look for the dog, Sean thought.
The wolf started to rock back and forth, his hips thrusting towards his mouth while his mouth tried to pull more of his shaft inside. Jason panted, his tongue hanging out like a dog on a summer porch, and Sean had to stuff a fist in his mouth to keep from laughing at the sight. The hyper-hetero wolf was trying to suck his own dick like it was the best thing in the world.
Just as Jason managed to get a bit more than half of his cock in his mouth, Sean snapped his fingers. Immediately the wolf went flat on his back, his arms and legs in the air and his tail flat on the ground.
"Good boy. Why don't you come over here and give me some of the attention you were giving yourself?"
Again, the order was obeyed quickly. Rolling onto all fours, the bully crawled across the room to the cat's feet. Barely lifting himself up, the wolf grabbed at his zipper with nothing more than his teeth, dragging it down. Sean's cock, not constrained by underwear, slipped out through the new gap, bopping the wolf on the nose.
"Suck it."
He half wondered if the wolf was even straight by this point. Long term hypnosis had strange effects on people, and he would bet that Jason had to be at least bi by this point. He was good at sucking cock, at least, as the wolf reminded him with a quick bit of tongue action over his cock head before shoving it down his throat. Sean leaned his head back, sighing in pleasure as a long, talented tongue worked the underside of his shaft, and strong lips pressed against the rest of his shaft.
He had to lean back against the desk behind him as Jason started sucking him faster and faster, bobbing his head up and down his cock. Sean bit his lip at the growing pressure in his balls, feeling them starting to rise up.
"Stop!"
The wolf pulled back instantly, kneeling and looking up at him. Sean panted as he caught his breath, shaking his head. He'd almost cum, and there was no way that he could clean up his whole load from the wolf's face and mouth before they had to go. But then again, that's what the other end was for.
"Get up, lean over a desk."
It wasn't much of a view when the wolf was bent forward, but the sight of Jason's used hole and lifted tail was enough for the feline. He grabbed the bully by the hips and rammed himself in, hard. It was as hot and eager for him as always, and he humped back and forth fast. His balls slapped against the wolf's, and he chuckled.
"Who's the...pussy now, huh? I'm top cat...you're a pussy pup..."
He groaned, only managing a few more thrusts before he hit his peak. Panting softly as he emptied his balls into the wolf, Sean slowly pulled out, letting himself enjoy the sight of the cocky canine leaking his cum. It felt like it was poetic or something like that.
Still, there was no way he could leave it leaking. Shaking his head, the feline reached into his pants. Pulling out a little capsule, he slowly pushed it into the wolf's hole, using the cum inside him as lube. Even as he pulled his fingers back, he could feel the cum flowing inwards rather than outwards, drawn towards the new little intruder in the canine's hole.
Ass sponges. Need a better name, but great for cleaning up, he thought. It'd pass later, and the wolf would be none the wiser of what happened.
"Get dressed. Get out."
Sean leaned against one of the desks as his 'bully' got his clothes back on. The same blank look would stay on his face until he was out of the room for a bit. What he remembered seemed to vary from experience to experience, but it always put the wolf in the best light. As for him, he sat down at one of the desks, resting his chin on his hands.
"Now, how to spend the rest of the period..."
The End