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[b][u][center]Experiments with Pokémon 3

For Catsithx

By Draconicon[/center][/u][/b]

Taking the train in pursuit of someone was hardly the sort of grand chase that most people would have imagined for a rescue operation, but with the twin limitations of budget and a lack of vehicle himself, Dale didn’t have much of a choice. The fact that the kidnapper had taken the train as well, however, meant that they were right on his tail, following no more than twenty minutes behind him on a second train.

[i]And the fact that he bought a ticket to a station not that far out means that he’s probably not going to be going far…[/i]

Dale leaned back on his seat, looking up at the roof of the train as the landscape whizzed by outside. Despite everything, there was a part of him that questioned whether they were doing the right thing. After all, they were chasing after a Pokémon hybrid that had caused no end of trouble for him and Saber, and while they were having fun…

He glanced down at his Zangoose, and Saber looked back at him. He could tell that she wasn’t entirely convinced that this was the right course of action either, but neither of them could come up with a better idea. For all that they wanted to be free of the controlling aspects that Delta had brought into their lives, for all that they had been disturbed and used in a number of ways…

Well, he remembered how it had felt in the park, and in every little session since, to be with the Zangoose in a more intimate way, and he could tell that Saber was feeling something similar. She didn’t quite meet him in the eye when he looked at her again, and she blushed, and smiled, so he knew it wasn’t because she felt ashamed of anything.

He shook his head. They owed Delta for that much, at least, and they needed to do something to balance the ledger.

The train continued chugging along, and Dale looked out the window. They were about thirty minutes outside the city now, and that meant that they were coming up on the station where the scientist ostensibly bought a ticket for. Of course, he might have gotten off the train early, going out at the station between the city and this one, but that would have been difficult. Someone would have asked him about his ticket, why he wasn’t going all the way, and that would have meant witnesses. He doubted that someone working a kidnapping angle would have gone through that sort of trouble.

[i]Dormitory town,[/i] he thought, looking out the window at the approaching station as the train started to slow. [i]That means plenty of housing, a little bit of grocery, and not a lot of other stuff. Everyone lives there since they can’t afford to live in the city, and that means that they’ll have plenty of open space for people to stay overnight. He’ll be spoiled for choice…but maybe he’ll have left a trail.[/i]

That was his only hope of tracking this asshole down.

The train came to a stop, and trainer and Pokémon alike marched for the door. They had their tickets scanned at the barrier, and stepped through. As the rest of the passengers slid out, Dale waited until the ticket officer was less busy, and then nudged him.

“Just checking. I missed a friend of mine at the city station; he had to get an earlier train than me. Did you see him? He’s got a lab-coat on, and he’s traveling alone.” If only because Delta would have been hidden by an illusion, more than likely. “Probably got some crazy hair because of how stressed he is, too.”

“You know that asshole?” the officer asked.

“Well, he’s usually a dick, but this is new. What’d he do?”

“He tried to hold the barrier open for someone else. That’s not allowed.”

[i]That’d be Delta, then. He didn’t want her to do something that’d show her off by floating over the barrier or something, so…okay, so he did come here.[/i]

“Do you happen to know where he went? I need to have another talk with him. Remind him of manners, you know?”

“Hey, if you think that you can teach that asshole anything, be my guest. He’s staying at a hotel around the way, I think. What it sounded like when he was muttering about accommodations, anyway.”

“I don’t suppose you got the name of the hotel?”

“The Barker.”

“Thanks.”

“No problem. Give that young man a thrashing for me.”

He had no issue promising the guard that he would do that very thing, and was soon marching down the street with Saber right behind him. The two of them were starting to pick up speed, and not just because they knew where they were going.

[i]If he’s got privacy now, that means that he can start forcing her to do things. If he was part of that operation, then he knows more of her trigger phrases than I do, and he might be taking over…[/i]

Dale picked up the pace a bit more, pulling out his pokedex and flicking down to the datafiles from the experiment. There might be a way out of this that didn’t involve causing anyone further pain.

The Barker was a big building, one that stood about fifteen stories in height, and which covered an entire city block. He groaned as he looked at the massive hotel, just imagining how hard it would be to find someone in there if the staff decided that they didn’t want to be helpful. He crossed his fingers and walked inside.

The valet at the front door stopped him before he could take more than two steps inside, shaking his head.

“Sorry, but your Pokémon have to be in their balls if you’re not in a room,” he said.

“I don’t suppose you can make an exception? She gets a little anxious if she’s kept cooped up for too long.”

“I’m sorry, sir, but rules are rules.”

“…Saber?”

The Zangoose sighed, reaching down and tapping the ball on his belt. The shimmer and swirl of red light and white filled the air, followed by the whoo-ooo-oom sound of something entering a pokéball. He shook his head at the valet, who shrugged in apology – if that was what it was at all – before leaving him alone. Dale shook his head, walking through the high-ceilinged lobby towards the front desk.

A young man in a blue and white uniform turned to him as he approached, and Dale got the usual quick up and down flick of a stare that everyone in a place that was a bit more upper-class than they were used to visiting received. He rolled his eyes at the judgment, but didn’t say anything about it as he leaned against the front desk.

“If you have a spare moment, I would like to ask you a question,” Dale said.

“I’m afraid that we are very busy today, sir. If you’re not here to check in, then I suggest that you direct your questions to the public response teams.”

“I would, but that would cause some issues for your hotel, considering that there is someone here that’s stolen something from me.”

A little risky, yes, but he imagined that the staff at the hotel were told to be as discrete as possible with the clients here. After all, he imagined that a lot of people that could afford as nice a hotel as this one had reasons to keep their visits from being too well-known.

Just as he thought, the stuffed shirt widened his eyes slightly, and Dale smiled to himself.

“Of course, if you don’t mind answering a question or two, we can keep this to something between myself and the thief, and the rest of the hotel wouldn’t need to be involved. Doesn’t that seem fair?”

“It’s…certainly a more discrete operation, sir.”

“Then let’s go with that, yes?”

“…What is your question, sir?”

“I’m looking for a thief, like I said,” Dale said, and he set to giving a similar description to the one that he had given the guard at the platform. “He’s stolen something rather precious from me, and I’d like to give him the chance to give it back before I inform the authorities of what he’s done.”

“And you will leave the hotel as soon as that is done?”

“I will. And if you wish to keep the police from becoming involved after that, then you would do best to start shifting him out of the hotel.”

“…I will see to it that he doesn’t cause you any trouble here, sir. Regardless of whether he gives you your property back or not, he will not be in this hotel to cause problems after your ‘chat’.”

“Excellent. And the room?”

“His room is #44, floor 7.”

“Thank you.”

Dale nodded at the desk clerk, turning to the elevator. It was right by the front desk rather than across the room, and the elevator came almost immediately.

As soon as the doors closed, he tapped his pokéball, letting Saber out again. She shivered slightly as she popped back into full size, ruffling her fur out. He rested his hand on her back, shaking his head.

“Sorry about that. I’m not happy about it either.”

“Goose.”

“You okay?”

She looked at him, and then seemed to sigh. Not as if she was depressed, but more like she was tired, like she wasn’t sure that they could keep doing this. He nodded, patting her back again.

“Just one more, and then we can go home. Hopefully, we can figure out something to do with Delta, too.”

In an odd way, it was almost good to be back to just him and Saber. There was none of the awkwardness that Delta brought in by being around all the time, none of that hunger in the air that meant that the Espeon hybrid was waiting for the chance to get fucked again. The way that she had expanded on the kinky things that they were willing to do was almost disturbing, in some ways. There’d been more than one session where he had ended up fucking Saber from behind while the Zangoose ate out the hybrid’s pussy, and then they swapped sides.

It was like there were no holds barred, despite the fact that the Espeon called him master. It was hard to figure out how to live when there was someone that could just take that level of control from him and his friend.

And yet, there was something that was missing without her there. Maybe it was just something that she had done to their minds, or maybe he genuinely missed her, but without her there, it felt like they were a fraction of what they were supposed to be. A twosome no longer felt as good once it became a threesome.

The elevator pinged at the seventh floor, and they stepped out, following the hallway down and around to room #44. It was the last room at the end of the hallway, appropriately enough, but even as they were approaching it, he could hear the grunts that only came from sex.

[i]Well…this guy wasted no time…[/i]

For all that Delta was hungry for sex, he had no illusions that this particular encounter was far less consensual than her average. This was someone that had pulled her away, kidnapped her, and from what he had seen in the psychic memory that she had left for them, she had been afraid of this guy. Afraid, and furious, something that was an interesting combination to experience from someone else’s point of view.

He walked up slowly to the door, pressing his head to it. He could hear feminine grunts from the other side as well as masculine ones, and it was clear that there was something going on. The scientist had probably decided that he deserved to get laid for all the trouble that he had gone through to get Delta, and that meant that he was going to be rough, perhaps even cruel in what he did.

[i]Not acceptable.[/i]

Dale looked down at Saber, and she gave him a nod in return. They took a spot in front of the door, and each of them lifted a leg…then kicked.

CRACK!

The door went down hard, more from Saber’s kick than his, and all at once, the hotel room came into view. The scientist that they had been tracking jumped up from the couch, muttering something under his breath, and he stood up to face them. Pale, frazzled, well into his thirties…and completely naked. His wet dick flopped down as he stared at Dale and the Zangoose, looking between them.

“What the fuck do you want?” he asked.

“I want Delta back.”

“You want – you’re the one she’s been calling master?”

“Yep.”

“Oh, you have no idea what you were wasting.”

The scientist chuckled, grabbing his coat and pulling it over himself again. At the same time, Dale and Saber stepped into the room, shaking their heads in the process. A glance across the room spotted the pink tail of their friend hanging over the couch, and he knew that she was pinned there by some command word or another. He shook his head, turning back to the scientist as he finally got decent.

“You think that you can just take her from me?” Dale asked. “From us?”

“I think that I can take back my property.”

“So, are you confessing that you were part of the Rockets, then?”

“…Hmmph. I see that you’re the one that actually raided the lab, then, rather than just buying her off of the person that did. Very well, then.”

The scientist gestured at the Espeon, but Dale was quicker. He read the phrase he’d been looking for from his pokedex screen.

“Slam the Door.”

And just like that, Delta sat up. Her eyes were a bit wide, yes, and she looked a trifle confused, but then her smile grew. The scientist blinked, slowly looking backwards at the rising psychic, and then back at him.

“How did you…”

“I didn’t just release her. I downloaded all the files that she had on her.”

“…And you…you just…”

“Let her go? For now…yes. Delta?”

“Yes, Master Dale?”

“Why don’t you show this asshole what it means to be free to do whatever you want?”

“Yes, Master. Happily, Master.”

As the Rocket turned, probably hoping to say another of the command phrases, Delta gestured at him. Just like that, his mouth seemed to clamp shut as if there was a hydraulic press under his chin and on top of his head.

“Ah ah. Let’s not ruin the moment…”

#

About ten minutes later, the Rocket was completely out of it, his mind frazzled and his eyes unfocused. Dale didn’t know what Delta had done to the man’s mind, and he decided that he really didn’t need to know. Nor did he want to.

They carried him out of the hotel, floating him with Delta’s abilities. They left the Barker without anyone really knowing that they had ever been there, save for the valet and the man at the front desk. As far as those two were concerned, Dale had arrived, but he had never left. He’d just disappeared.

Dale called the police, telling them that there was an unconscious supporter of Team Rocket at a specific street corner. Making sure that the Rocket would still be there when the cops came by tying him to the street pole, Dale shook his head. It was a lot of work to make sure that one person was going to get arrested, but at the same time, better to make sure that this was done right the first time.

They high-tailed it out of there back to the station after that, and Delta used her powers to make sure that they had a good, first-class ticket back to the city. He would have argued about that, but considering the rush to get out here in time to save her, Dale honestly didn’t have the cash for a return ticket.

And besides, he could use the rest.

They boarded the train shortly after, and he made his way to his reserved seat near the front. He sat down in a plush chair, far softer than usual, and he leaned back from the table in front of him. His Zangoose sat beside him, and Delta, of course, mounted the table, sitting on it and looking down at him, invisible to everyone but him.

He had almost forgotten just how alluring she was, and he groaned as he had to look away from her bust and hips.

“Do you have to do this now?” he muttered as the ticket taker came by. Dale passed him the ticket, and tried not to look at the way that Delta was able to press herself against the older man without him noticing.

“Oh, it’s never a bad idea to remind you what you get from me. Particularly after you’ve gone through so much trouble to get me back.”

“Not that much. You made it easy to find you.”

“Not that easy. I couldn’t leave more than one memory.”

He shrugged. The ticket taker looked at him funny, then shrugged back, walking on. He waited until the older man was gone before glancing back at Delta.

“Are you alright?”

“He raped me, but that’s part of what I am,” she said, shaking her head. “It’s not pleasant, but…I was made to get over it quickly.”

“I’m sorry.”

“You came quickly enough to keep him from finishing in me. That’s all I can ask for.”

“Still.”

“Are you stating to blame yourself, then?”

“…No.”

“Good.”

She slid along the table, resting her paws on either side of his chair, her legs spread wide enough that he could see her pussy all too well. She leaned back, spreading herself even further, almost like she was putting her sex on display as a meal for the trip back to the city.

It didn’t help that she was wet, still, wet with pheromones and heat that he didn’t have any real resistance to. He could feel his cock stirring in his pants already, and glancing to his side, he could see that his Zangoose was also starting to squirm, her own sex starting to get wet in response to the Espeon on the table.

“I could make the entire car forget that we were here, you know. You could eat me out the whole way back…”

“I’d get a crick in my neck,” he muttered. “And that’s all for you.”

“Don’t you want me to feel better, Master Dale?”

“You said that you were alright, I thought.”

“And you were listening? Darn.”

She smiled, sliding back just a bit, crossing her legs at the knee. That might have hid her pussy from him, but the way that she crossed her arms under her breasts put them on display, instead, and that wasn’t helping, either.

As he shifted back and forth in his seat, trying to deal with the boner from hell, she looked out the window. It was a small reprieve, at least, and he sighed as he looked up and down the train, instead, trying to find something to kill his boner, or at least something to distract him from it.

There wasn’t anything, not with a naked female like this in front of him.

“There’s a lot that you surprise me with, Master Dale,” she said.

“Like?”

“Like the fact that I irritate you so much, and yet you came after me.”

“…You knew?”

“Psychic, Master.”

“Of course.”

He sighed, rubbing his forehead. It was hard not to be irritated with someone that used him like a meat toy, but at the same time, he could see why she did. She had been programmed to want this all the time, and if she didn’t get it from him, she’d be getting it from plenty of other people that wouldn’t be so nice about it.

“It’s not that I get irritated –”

“You do. Let’s not beat around the bush, Master Dale. Sometimes, you outright hate me.”

“…Okay, yes, that’s been true.”

“And you’ve been scared of me.”

“Also true.”

“So, why did you come after me?”

“Because…because you don’t deserve to go back to that old life. At least with me, you can choose how you live, how you get treated. At least I don’t have to use a command word.”

“Heh…unless I bother you enough to make you do it.”

“That’s just something that happens from time to time, though.”

“Oh, is it? Or is it something that I push so that you become a bit more of a master sometimes?”

The way her eyes glinted, he knew which one it was, and he knew that he had been played. That they both had been played, for that matter. He groaned, rubbing his forehead as he remembered how often she had been a right royal pain, how she had pushed him right to the brink of his tolerance and he had invoked that phrase again. She [i]liked[/i] it when he took charge like that, so she pushed him until he didn’t even have a choice.

It was a sneaky, low-down thing, and yet, it made his cock harder than ever.

“You seriously…”

“Yes.”

“Why?”

“Because I am a sex toy. You keep thinking that there’s some way to make me want to be more, but I don’t want that. I just want to have fun, but with the right person. The right Master.”

“A kind master?”

“Honestly, Master Dale? A weak one.”

His cheeks burned as she chuckled.

“Please, Master, don’t be offended. It’s not that you’re bad, but let’s be honest. You are far from authoritative. You’re never going to be strong enough to hurt me, never going to be powerful enough to do anything that causes me pain or difficulty. All you do is take care of me, and that includes when you’re angry enough to make me do what you want. All that does is take care of another part of me, the part that wants to be used.”

She slid forward, just a little, but it was enough to get off the table and land in his lap. The minute that her pussy made contact with his groin, he felt his cock jump up, begging for attention, and she smiled as she slid against him, grinding slowly.

“I know that I took some time from your other lover –”

“Goose!”

“Yes, yes, you weren’t before, but you are now.”

There was some embarrassment on the part of the Zangoose, particularly as Delta’s eyes glowed, and Saber’s hand started drifting over to his, almost like it was being forced to. Saber blushed, but took his hand and squeezed it…

Then pulled it down between her legs.

Dale’s eyes just about bugged out of their sockets as he felt the wetness down there, the warmth that was pushing out from the Zangoose’s sex. She was horny as could be, and in heat, too, from just how much warmth was coming out. She wanted him to fuck her? Here? Now? She wanted some sort of –

Oh, god, she did. She had his fingers between her legs and in her pussy, now, and that meant that she was slowly starting to hump and grind on them in public. God, if anyone could actually see through the illusion that Delta was casting –

Oh, fuck, what if she wasn’t putting one out?

“Delta…”

“Don’t worry. They can’t see her…or me…”

She smiled, licking his cheek.

“And if I pull your dick out, they won’t be able to see that, either.”

“Delta, please…this…this is too public…”

“Master Dale, if you want to stop me, you’ll have to use the command phrase.”

And he could barely remember it, and it was only getting harder to remember was one Pokémon humped his hand and the other ground on a bulge that was only getting more and more insistent on getting more than a grind. He wanted to fuck her, wanted to fill her up again, but the fact that they were on a train, surrounded by other trainers, meant that it would be damn near suicide for him.

Yet, he wanted to. He wanted to rut, to fuck, to hump, to do more.

And so, when she finally did go far enough to pull his zipper down, he didn’t say anything. He just let her slide his cock up, into her, and groan as she started riding him right there in his seat.

#

By the time that they reached the city, she’d milked him for two orgasms, the second time with her ass. It was a hard thing to get used to, being a meat toy for the Espeon hybrid, but it was not that bad. Once he accepted that she was just going to do what she wanted, and his best option was to let her and enjoy it, it was easier.

They left the station and started the walk home. It wasn’t that far, all things considered. It was, however, a little more difficult to focus on the walk when his dick was sticking to his underwear from all the sex juices that he had been soaked with, and it wasn’t that easy to ignore the smell in the air of both his companions being more or less in full rut.

His cock didn’t even do him the dignity of staying down. It just kept hopping up again and again and again, each time asking for a bit more attention, each time pushing him to get something more.

[i]And I could…I could just…step into an alley. I’m pretty sure that Delta would keep an eye out while I fucked Saber, or vice versa…[/i]

Yet, he knew that he couldn’t do that. It would require having more of a spine than he did, and he just couldn’t find it in him to make it happen. Hell, even though Delta was reminding him again and again that she was a sex toy, he couldn’t bring himself to just fuck her without her starting it.

He really was a weak master.

They got back to the apartment, but as soon as they were inside, the teasing started again. He felt the soft ‘hands’ of Delta’s telekinesis running up and down his body, gently pushing him towards the couch, and he groaned as he felt her already shucking him out of his pants.

“More?”

“Why not, Master Dale?”

“You had me twice on the way.”

“Then what’s wrong with a third time?”

“I want to give Saber a turn. And I want a shower. Not in that order.”

“Awwww.”

She smiled at him, but shook her head.

“Fine. You can shower. I’ll get her ready for you.”

“But –”

“No buts. Wash up, and then get back to the bedroom. No towel, either; we want to get started as soon as possible.”

“We?”

“Just go.”

Shaking his head, he took advantage of the small break – probably the last one that he was going to get – and walked down the hall to the shower. The hot water started flowing shortly after, and he stepped under the water with a deep sigh of relaxation.

It was partially just how much the water unknotted tense muscles, but it was also just the feeling of the slime and sex getting washed off him. Much fun as the naughty stuff was, it was good to get rid of it after a while. It started to chafe, and he doubted that it would be good for him in the long run.

As he washed his dick off, getting rid of the Pokémon smell down there, he wondered how his life was going to change. He knew for a fact that it was only going to get more complicated now that Delta was out about just how much she was running the show. He knew that she’d start pushing him and Saber to be more dominant from time to time, but he knew that she’d be being more perverted, too, just because she knew that she could get away with it.

It was a difficult situation, but one thing was for sure. He wasn’t going to be going without anymore.

His cock twitched under the hot water, already imagining what it was going to feel like to properly lay his partner this time. Saber had been a rather enthusiastic lover when she was pushed by the Espeon, but she had never initiated. Nor had he, for that matter, considering that they had been together for so long.

But tonight, he’d actually said that he wanted to give Saber a turn, and that had been accepted. He’d been able to give a command as the master here, and they’d allowed it.

[i]Wonder if that’ll happen again this year…[/i]

He doubted it. Delta had such a grip on him and Saber that she was probably going to be calling the shots, and when she wasn’t, that was probably because she was either getting what she wanted, anyway, or she was guiding him and Saber to ask for things that she planted in their brains.

He had no illusions regarding that. She was a psychic Pokémon, even if she was a hybrid, and that meant that she had the power to start controlling their minds if he didn’t keep telling her not to. Hell, she might even be pretending during those times.

[i]Ai yi yi…[/i]

Well, at least he was going to be getting plenty of sex. Not a man out there that would be complaining about that. He turned off the water, toweled dry, then left the bathroom with nothing on. He walked down the hallway, saw the bedroom door open, and took a deep breath.

[i]Here we go.[/i]

As he pushed it open, he was hit with one hell of a wave of heat-scent, and he gasped as his cock went hard almost immediately. Saber was arching her back against the bed, and Delta smiled from where she laid behind the Zangoose. She gestured down at the gasping, dripping, drenched Pokémon.

“She just needed a little encouragement to hit true heat. Now…why don’t you help me relieve her…”

[b][u][center]The End[/center][/u][/b]

Summary: A rescue operation is mounted, and succeeds. However, Dale comes to realize just how much power Delta has over him…and doesn’t really mind.

Tags: M/F, teasing, exhibitionism, psychic, espeon, Zangoose, human, trainer, Pokémon, vaginal, fingering, heat, off-screen anal, orgasm, cum, trainer, rescue, miniseries, mind control, hypnosis,