Drone World, The Beginning (Ch.5)

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Chapter 5

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Monday, Week 2 Jerome’s Point of view

After waking up from the final meditation session of the day, Mike and I practically ran out the door of work. I quickly donned the pair of Mike’s running shorts that I had worn on the way to work earlier, then followed Mike out of the office. He was still wearing his superhero rubber suit, with gloves, boots, and face-open hood. It was all so sexy! On top of that, he was also wearing a pair of running shorts to cover his crotch. So was everyone at work as they left through the doors and made their way to the parking lot.

Traffic was rather light and we made it to my place in record time. I also saw my neighbor, Dan. He lived in the townhouse on the other side of the house, the same with the other college kids. I sometimes got to see him when I was returning from work. He was carrying his side-strap pack for his school books and supplies, and not much else. He was looking good in his gym shorts. He didn’t have a lot of muscle, but he wasn’t skinny either. Probably one of those book guys that keeps fit. He saw Mike as we left the car and went over to talk with us.

“Heya!” he called out, waving with one hand while holding onto his pack with the other.

“Hey, kiddo! You still studying hard?” I asked, smiling and with a laugh.

“I am, sir! My grades are keeping stable though if I score well on the next exam, I’ll be in the clear for the rest of the term, which is coming to an end soon.”

“Good to hear that! This is Mike, my colleague from work,” I said as I gestured to Mike.

Dan extended his hand for a shake, which Mike graciously accepted, “The name’s Dan. And, might I say, that is one fine looking suit!”

“Glad you like it, kid! I do too. Feels awesome to wear!”

“It doesn’t itch at all? What’s it made of?”

“Not a bit. It’s rubber. Come on over and take a feel.”

Dan didn’t waste a moment coming in close and rubbing his hands across the rubber material. It was clear that Mike was enjoying it, given how he sighed as Dan rubbed the rubber. His shorts were also tenting noticeably. Then again, so were mine. And as I looked over, so were Dan’s. Guess he too was excited by all of this. I would’ve loved to let things continue, but we had an appointment with Tony to keep.

“Mikey, we’d better get to cleaning, or else Tony will wonder what’s taking us so long.”

“Fair enough. Perhaps next time, kid” he said with a wink. We left Dan standing in the parking lot, staring at us as we made our way into the house. Nice kid, I thought, Should definitely have him over for dinner sometime.

Working together, we gave the place a quick cleanup. Ginny was arriving home tomorrow and would be there before I got home from work, so we made sure that the apartment was clean and ready for her. As Mike took care of some last-minute cleaning, I quickly whipped up a large stir fry dinner. I set out two bowls for us and put the rest in the fridge, along with a note for Ginny to find when she came home. I may not be able to pick her up at the airport, but at least I can leave her with a good meal when she comes home. Mike and I practically wolfed down everything on the plates before making our way back to his place. We found Tony waiting by the door, who promptly smiled at us and gave us a wave as we approached.

“Okay, let’s do this,” I said as Mike led us into the apartment. Once everyone was inside, I added, “Superstud Slave, go get your video goggles and then take a seat on the couch.”

The effect was instantaneous. Mike stopped midway through his stride, adopted an attentive posture, and then spoke in that lazy, hypnotized voice, “Superstud Slave obeys Master.” I noticed that Tony watched the whole encounter with a lustful eye. “As for you, you should get your video goggles and take a seat on the couch as well, right next to Mikey.”

“Yes, sir!” I could see his body stiffen up when I said that, and I felt my own nethers tingle with pleasure. I got myself a seat on the small table in front of the couch and played with my cock as I waited for the two rubber men to take a seat. Mikey arrived first, sitting up nice and straight. Tony arrived shortly thereafter, and while he tried to sit up straight I could tell that he kept shifting his posture. He was quivering with excitement. I couldn’t blame him; from what Mike had told me the experience was quite pleasurable.

“Now tell me, Tony, what do I need to do to get you into a deep state of trance, ready to obey my orders as a hypnotized drone?”

“Just get me staring at a spiral and tell me to chant a mantra. That never fails to take me nice and deep. Once I’m under, I pretty much do anything you want me to. Make me your servitor. I just have one request, leave me in trance for as long as possible. I enjoy it so much, and I really enjoy being a drone slave. You can even tell me to go to sleep in trance and I will do that. The hypnotist I worked with used to do that a lot with me. He even programmed me to wake up while still entranced.”

“That is really hot,” I said. “Very well, your wish shall be granted. I only hope I live up to your expectations.”

“I’m sure you’ll do fine. Now, what do you want us to do?”

I gave a lustful smile, “then Superstud Slave and… Drone… Put on your video goggles and turn them on. Watch the spiral and go deep.”

Both of them obeyed right away and it was hot watching the two of them move in sync with each other. I could tell when they had completed their task because they both relaxed on the couch and their mouths gaped open. Drool started to form and fall out.

“SuperStud Slave, repeat your mantra until I tell you to stop. Stroke your cock as you do but do not cum.”

“Yes, Master. Superstud Slave obeys. I obey my Master! I am aroused when I obey Master! I exist to obey Master! I obey my Master! I am aroused when I obey Master! I exist to obey Master! I obey my Master! I am aroused when I obey Master! I exist to obey Master!”

“Now drone slave, repeat everything that Superstud Slave says. Stroke your cock as you do but do not cum.”

“Yes, Master.” He spoke very clearly in a flat tone without emotion. He sounded very robotic. The contrast between the two as they chanted their mantras was quite enjoyable to watch. Mikey with his slow movements and slurred speech, Tony with his precise movements and robotic speech. I figured I’d leave them alone for a bit to stew and ripen. Besides, I wanted to get in my suit as well.

I dried off and then retrieved my suit. I decided to get dressed in the living room while watching the two slaves fall deeper into a hypnotic trance. It was such a turn on. I can envy them; I was doing all the hard work and they got to go along for the ride. Maybe I should join them in the hypnotic oblivion. It might be fun actually. I’d have to give it some thought because it would be important to set up some specific instructions so that Mikey and I would wake up when we were all finished. I probably want to set up some timers along with the instructions so that we didn’t accidentally get stuck on any particular order.

Once I was all dressed in my plain rubber suit, the big hollow dildo protruding deep inside of me making me feel so good and full, I took a seat back on the small table. The two of them were still complying with my earlier order and were still chanting their mantra. Time to make things exciting.

“You both can stop chanting and stroking.” And they both did, “now stand up and put your arms behind your back, stand at attention.” As one they both rose from the couch, placed their feet shoulder-width apart, and clasped their hands behind their backs. The sight of them standing at attention, with their hard cocks protruding upwards, was a hot sight.

“Now then, I have a new mantra for you both to chant. You will repeat the following over and over again until I tell you to stop. Each time you do, the words become 10 times as true, 10 times more a part of you. The chant is as follows: I am Master’s hypnotized slave; I live to obey his orders; I have no thoughts in my head; Master’s thoughts are my own.”

“I am Master’s hypnotized slave; I live to obey his orders; I have no thoughts in my head; Master’s thoughts are my own. I am Master’s hypnotized slave; I live to obey his orders; I have no thoughts in my head; Master’s thoughts are my own. I am Master’s hypnotized slave; I live to obey his orders; I have no thoughts in my head; Master’s thoughts are my own.”

As the pair of them complied with my orders, I availed myself of their erect cocks, spending my time on each of them to give them a nice deep blow job. Once I was satisfied with the taste of their cocks, I had them position themselves on the couch for 69. They couldn’t speak their mantras aloud while they did that, so I told them to repeat them over and over again in their minds. It was so hot to think about. Tony laid down on the couch while Mike hovered over him. I helped guide them into position since they couldn’t see anything through the hypno goggles. Once I had them in position, their mouths got to work going up and down one another’s cock. Mike’s was bigger than Tony’s, and Tony was having a difficult time taking it all in. But he was consistently taking in whatever he could. Mikey was still new to this and he can only go deep every so often. But as I watched I could see him settle into a rhythm and see him relax into it, finding it easier and easier to achieve greater depth.

By that point, I was really hard and wanted to get off my rocks, so I whispered a command to Mikey, “Superstud Slave, continue with your current orders. Your Master is going to fuck your ass.” He gave a garbled reply back, but I allowed that because he had a cock in his mouth. I got myself into a position behind him on the couch and then eased myself into him. His cock sucking slowed down for a bit as he adjusted to the new sensation, but then he got right back to it with the same intensity as before. I took my time because I was enjoying this way too much. Eventually, my lust overtook me, and I pounded him good and hard. I could tell that he was enjoying it by the way that he sometimes moaned even as he sucked cock. I was ready to blow my load and I figured I would try something that Tony had recommended to me earlier in the day.

“Superstud Slave and drone, when I give the order, you will both orgasm and it’ll be the best one you have ever experienced. It’ll be the best orgasm ever because it’s not just your cum that will be released. When you orgasm you will be draining away all of your thoughts, memories, and cares. You will release it all away, leaving behind an empty, mindless, obedient, aroused shell, so eager to obey my orders, so eager to be controlled. Do you understand?” The pair gave unanimous garbled consent as they continued to suck off each other. I smiled and began to thrust faster into Mikey. I arrived at the edge and then swiftly overcame it, calling out “cum now‼” as I’ve released my spunk into Mikey’s eager hole. I could feel Mikey quiver strongly as he released his load and I heard the pair of them make a slurping noise as they sucked down all of the cum. As I pulled myself out of Mikey to take a seat on the table again, I saw that they were both still sucking each other off, complying with my prior order.

“Superstud Slave and drone, you can stop that now. Take a seat on the couch.”

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Back to earlier that evening Mike’s point of view

“Superstud Slave…”

I heard my trigger phrase and instantly my mind just stopped as if my mind were car and someone had put the brakes on. I just stopped thinking and felt myself relax into a familiar pleasant state. I didn’t have any worries or concerns. I felt completely serene and incredibly horny. I assumed an attentive pose, with my feet shoulder-width apart and my body straight. I just gazed forward at nothing in particular. I could see Tony watching me from the corner of my vision, but I didn’t really care about anything in particular. Nothing except to fulfill my Master’s next order.

“go get your video goggles and then take a seat on the couch.”

My Master had spoken, and it was time to obey. I effortlessly gave a response to show that I had heard his command and that I would obey.

“Superstud Slave obeys Master.”

As if I were moving on autopilot, I found myself marching straight into my room, toward the night desk by my bed where I had placed the hypno goggles the night before. Once I had the goggles in hand, I then promptly made my way to my couch and took a seat. I still held the hypno goggles in my hand. I have not been given any other orders, so I just sat on the couch and stared ahead. I felt a surge of energy course for my cock all the way through my body, and I think my hard cock twitched a bit. Obeying Master felt good, and I was very obedient.

Tony sat beside me on the couch, though I acknowledge that passing observation without any particular emotional attachment. It was as plain as saying the sky is blue.

“SuperStud Slave, put on your video glasses and turn them on. Watch the spiral and go deep”

Another glorious order to fulfill! By the time I thought to do anything, my hand had already raised and had switched on the goggles, filling my entire view with that of the spinning spiral. I couldn’t help but pay attention to it and I felt my attention become completely focused on the spiral. Nothing else existed to my awareness other than myself and the need to gaze at the spiral and the need to obey Master.

“SuperStud Slave, repeat your mantra until I tell you to stop. Stroke your cock as you do but do not cum.”

My hand immediately moved to grab hold of my already hard cock and started stroking it gently up and down. I was so horny that it was easy to reach the edge and I found the pace that kept me right there without going over. Of course, all of that was happening on autopilot as my mouth formed the words, “Yes, Master. Superstud Slave obeys. I obey my Master! I am aroused when I obey Master! I exist to obey Master! I obey my Master! I am aroused when I obey Master! I exist to obey Master! I obey my Master! I am aroused when I obey Master! I exist to obey Master!”

As I repeated the commands that were my life and that were the incorruptible truth to me, I accepted them more and more. I felt such pleasure for obeying, which spurred me on to obey even more, which then generated more pleasure. Again and again in a cycle unending. I have no idea how much time passed or how many times I repeated the mantra because I didn’t really care one way or the other. I would keep reciting until I was told to stop. Just like how I would keep stroking until I was told to stop. I was just feeling so good right now, better than I usually feel. Rather than coming to an empty home, I now came home with an amazing guy that I wanted to serve and obey more than anything right now. Not that I thought any of those things, but I was feeling them.

“You both can stop chanting and stroking.” And I did, “now stand up and put your arms behind your back, stand at attention.” Without effort I did just that, standing nice and tall and straight, my hard cock quivering from the recent attention and from the pleasure of having obeyed another order.

“I have a new mantra for you both to chant. You will repeat the following over and over again until I tell you to stop. Each time you do, the words become 10 times as true, 10 times more a part of you. The chant is as follows: I am Master’s hypnotized slave; I live to obey his orders; I have no thoughts in my head; Master’s thoughts are my own.”

“I am Master’s hypnotized slave; I live to obey his orders; I have no thoughts in my head; Master’s thoughts are my own. I am Master’s hypnotized slave; I live to obey his orders; I have no thoughts in my head; Master’s thoughts are my own. I am Master’s hypnotized slave; I live to obey his orders; I have no thoughts in my head; Master’s thoughts are my own.”

I just kept repeating these words with the same intensity as I had the previous mantra. And like the other, the truth of them ingrained into me deeper and deeper. I felt my mind get even slower, slower than it had ever been before. Slower still when I felt a wet mouth riding up and down my cock, feeding my body with pleasure, rewarding me for complying. Everything just stopped at that point. Nothing passed through my mind. No thoughts whatsoever. I was Master’s hypnotized slave and I lived to obey his orders. I had no thoughts in my head, Master’s thoughts were my own. I was Master’s hypnotized slave and I lived to obey his orders. I had no thoughts in my head, Master’s thoughts were my own. I was Master’s hypnotized slave and I lived to obey his orders. I had no thoughts in my head, Master’s thoughts were my own.

“Superstud Slave, position yourself into a 69.”

I moved until I was on hands and knees on the couch, then felt my way forward. A pair of hands goaded me forward and I felt someone beneath me. When I felt my cock bounce against the person’s head, I knew I was in the right place.

“Keep repeating your mantra, but in your mind. Suck each other off in a 69, but do not cum until I tell you.”

I moved my mouth down until it found a rubber-clad cock and began to suck on it. It wasn’t a big cock and I was able to find an easy purchase on it. The taste of rubber was in my mouth, though it wasn’t an issue or worth my attention. I had a cock to suck and I would obey. The saliva in my mouth coated the rubber and made it slide really easily into my throat. I never had a strong gag reflex, so I didn’t have any issues taking in the cock completely. I settled on a rhythm and got to work.

At the same time, I also felt my rubber cock slide into another mouth, though not as deep as I wanted it to go. Not that I had any wants or desires at that point other than to serve and obey. I only had two thoughts resounding in my head: I was Master’s hypnotized slave and I lived to obey his orders. I had no thoughts in my head, Master’s thoughts were my own.

“SuperStud Slave, continue with your current orders. Your Master is going to fuck your ass.”

I gave a garbled “yes Master” reply as I continue to comply with my current orders. A pleasant sensation entering my ass port momentarily distracted me, but not for long. I went back to what I was doing even as I felt the sensation travel up and down. The hollow dildo already in my ass magnified the feeling immensely, making the whole thing feel so pleasurable. The combination of the heart pounding in my ass, the constant sucking on my cock, and the pleasant sensation of the cock in my mouth cause me to moan deeply and uncontrollably at times, partially interrupting the internal mantra that I continue to chant in my head. I would always start up again and after a while we get interrupted again by a body shaking moan. This continued on for quite some time before I heard Master speak again,

“Superstud Slave, when I give the order, you will orgasm, and it’ll be the best one you have ever experienced. It’ll be the best orgasm ever because it’s not just your cum that will be released. When you orgasm you will be draining away all of your thoughts, memories, and cares. You will release it all away, leaving behind an empty, mindless, obedient, aroused shell, so eager to obey my orders, so eager to be controlled. Do you understand?”

I gave a garbled “yes Master” reply as I continue to comply with my current orders. I felt the remains of my mind traveled down my body to reside within my balls. All the parts of my mind traveling down there, ready to be flushed out at my Master’s command. My cock was straining, ready for release and yet being denied because of Master’s order.

“cum now‼”

My Master spunk released inside of me even as my own cock spewed into the hungry mouth that was sucking me off. I felt my body get very tired all of a sudden and my mind felt like it was falling down quickly. I felt very empty and hollow, not really feeling anything, even as I sucked down the delicious spurt of my partner’s cum. I still chanted the mantra inside of my head and continued to suck on the cock in my mouth. I could feel the other mouth sucking me off and the heightened sensitivity was driving my body crazy.

“Superstud Slave, you can stop that now. Take a seat on the couch.”

I moved off my partner and took a seat on the couch. I could feel him settling down next to me, our bodies touching each other even as we sat up straight, cocks erect and quivering from the attention, and stared ahead at the spinning spiral that still danced before our vision.

“Superstud Slave, turn off the spiral and then close your eyes.”

I complied instantaneously, then waited for his next order. I felt his hands carefully take the hypno goggles off my face. “Open your eyes, Superstud Slave.” I opened them to see my Master kneeling right before me, hypno goggles in hand. I felt a surge of pleasure rush through me. I was Master’s hypnotized slave and I lived to obey his orders. I had no thoughts in my head, Master’s thoughts were my own.

“Superstud Slave, stand with me and turn around to gaze upon your fellow hypnotized slave sitting on the couch.”

I rose and stood up, leaning into his embrace as he guided me to face the other slave that sat on the couch. He was wearing the same rubber suit that I was, his cock was nice and hard, and he was just sitting there gazing ahead at nothing in particular, though I knew without thinking that he was staring at the hypnotic spiral that was still playing across his vision. I felt Master’s hand absentmindedly stroke my cock as he talked to himself. I just enjoyed the sensation. I didn’t pay too much attention to Master’s words. They were not directed at me and so they were none of my concern.

“Superstud Slave, when I count up from 1 to 10, you will awaken feeling completely refreshed. You will be Mikey again and able to think like you normally do, able to feel like you normally do, able to be who you normally are. But when I bring you back into this deep trance state, you will go back to being my mindless, obedient, and empty Superstud Slave, my own personal hypnotized hero servant. Now, what do you think of that?”

“I have no thoughts. Master’s thoughts are my thoughts.” I parroted back automatically, the words being completely and utterly true.

“Very good. Now one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine, and 10-snap-awaken.”

And like that, I was back. I remembered everything that had happened, and I felt myself suddenly feel invigorated and pleased at all that he had me do. I just had to tell him how thankful I was for the good time we had tonight. I didn’t use words; I wrapped my arms around him and held him fast towards me, planting a deep kiss onto his lips as I ground my body into his.

“I take it you had fun?” He asked.

“I had so much fun. And I loved following your orders and being your hypnotized superhero slave.” I wrapped myself tighter around him. “But what I really like is that you are in my life.”

“What do you mean?” he asked. He looked puzzled.

“I mean that in the past week I’ve had more fun and laughter than in the past five years. I guess I’ve been lonely and was too distracted to realize it. Thank you for being there for me, thank you for being my friend!” My eyes were full of water and I felt like crying, but not because I was sad. As I looked into his eyes, I could see that they too were watery.

“You know how I feel about Ginny? I feel the same way around you. You push me to do better and you appreciate me for who I am. You went out of your way to help me when I expressed interest in getting fit again. You didn’t laugh at my fat belly or go out of the way to make me sad. You instead made me feel good. I think you are just as important as Ginny is. I do hope she is doing alright.”

“Hey, I was there when you were talking with her. And I could hear her on the other line. Well, I mean I was impaling you at the time so how could I not? Point is, she sounded relieved that her mom was going to be fine. She sounded like she really needed a vacation. A week ago you also needed a vacation. But look at you now. Now you are more energized than I’ve seen you in weeks. And I think it was more than just the meditation program. I think you learned to open yourself to the world and to not feel ashamed of yourself, ashamed of your supposed inadequacies. You’re an inspiration to me!”

“Aww shucks.” We shared an embrace, then turned to face Tony, who was still seated on the couch, cock still hard, clearly still hypnotized. “So what do we do with him now?”

“You’re supposed to be the HypnoMaster, right? Don’t you have any ideas?” I asked.

“I’m just as new to this as you are. Though it is fun controlling a guy, a lot more fun than I would’ve expected. Not as fun as with you of course.”

I smiled at that, then got to thinking about what to do. “Well, he did say that he enjoyed being controlled, being made into a….what did he call it…a drone? Yes, a drone, that’s it. A robot servant of sorts. So how about we make him do servant stuff.”

“Like what? I’ve never had a servant before. I don’t even know where to start.”

“You know, I wouldn’t mind a nice hot bath before we get ready for bed. After we watch the news, of course.”

“I know,” he said, “Let’s have him fetch us some water and turn on the TV.” Jerome walked up to Tony and, in his Master voice that I loved to listen to, he said, “Drone, you are ready to serve your Master. You are mindless and completely obedient. You will do whatever I or Mike order you to. And you will feel pleasure from obeying. When I remove the hypno goggles from your eyes, you will remain deep in trance, just a mindless obedient drone that is ready to obey.” He removed the goggles and stood back. Tony just continued to stare ahead, and he didn’t react when I waved my hand in front of his eyes. Guess he really was hypnotized!

“Now Drone, turn on the Channel 4 news, and then fetch us two glasses of ice water from the fridge,” Jerome said in his most commanding voice. Tony (I mean the Drone) reacted quickly, rising immediately from the couch with a “Yes, Master” in a flat, monotone voice, and reached for the remote. By the time Jerome and I had settled down on the couch, he had turned on the news. I had him pass the remote before he left to retrieve our water. When he returned, I had him fetch some water for himself as well, then told him to take care of any bodily needs in the bathroom. While he was gone, my honey and I settled in for the evening news. There wasn’t any big interesting news to speak of, though there was an annoying flicker that appeared every so often. I tried turning the TV off and on, but that didn’t solve the problem. Either the TV was going bad or the station was having technical problems. We changed the channels and those flickered just as much. It was annoying but we found that by the end of the first quarter hour we could ignore it ok.

Thankfully, the Drone returned for new orders and was a welcome distraction. He was still rock hard and had a vacant stare. Jerome had him go back to the bathroom to draw up a hot bath for the two of us. He was gone for a while, but he came back after the half-way point. I was feeling really tired and just wanted to put my feet up. Then it hit me.

“Hey, Drone. Come here and act as my footrest.”

“Yes, Master. Drone obeys.”

And he went on his knees before me and adjusted his positioning so that I could put my feel comfortably on his back. It wasn’t as comfortable as a real piece of furniture, but it was better than nothing. And I found that I was enjoying it, how the blood rushed out of my feet and how my toes slightly tingled. I was impressed at Drone’s commitment to the orders – he kept in that position for the remaining half-hour of the NewsHour. That was amazing, especially considering that he had done all the same things that I had done while entranced earlier. But with the NewsHour done, I really just wanted to soak before bed.

The water was just right! The instant I sunk my naked body in, I could feel the water wash away my aches and worries away. Jerome was a bit sensitive to the heat, and it took him awhile to get in. But once he did, he relaxed as well. We sat on opposite ends of the tub to give enough space for us to be in it. We took our time and gently rubbed soap all over one another, even our toes. How great that felt! Like going to a professional. I just liked it when Jerome pushed his fingers in between my toes, rubbing them with soapy hands. The Drone stood by the tub as we both washed one another, deviating from his duties only to give our rubber suits a good rinse in the shower and then hang them to dry. Occasionally I would order him to stand nearby so that I could absentmindedly stroke his cock while enjoying the attention of my good friend! The Drone wasn’t so vocal about how much pleasure he was feeling, probably because he was in the mindset of a machine rather than a hypnotized person, so I guess it made sense.

Once we had finished with the bath, we had the Drone strip out of his rubber and get inside. It was still warm enough for him and we both waited on him head and foot, rubbing his body with soaps as we ordered him around to make our task easier. We also took the opportunity to wash his rubber suit and hang it to dry along with the other suits. Once we had finished cleaning him up, the three of us went to bed. We left the Drone in the hypnotized state since Tony wanted it. I slept in the middle of the bed, cuddled against Jerome as we both fell asleep.

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