What remains

The bedroom was dark. It’s curtains constantly drawn giving it a somewhat gloomy atmosphere.

Mari Beta was not allowed to leave this room on his own.

In fact, an iron manacle around his legs prevents him from even reaching the windows. Furthermore a gag was in place all the time to rob him of his ability of speech.

For the casual observer this must no doubt appear tremendously cruel.

But this was simply in Mari Beta’s best interest.

As long as our hypnosis was active, Mari Beta was docile and well behaved. And thanks to the safety order rules regarding hypnosis we would not have to obey any order given to us.

The issue was when he snaps out of it.

After that foolish Mari Beta dived into his past he has lost his mind. In his insanity he is a danger to himself and others and he might bark out an order that could doom us all.

The safety orders compelled Mari Beta’ slaves to act in his best interest.

And right now this current arrangement was in his best interest.

If only that foolish Mari Beta would have heeded our warning. Perhaps he could have avoided this ignoble fate.

The moment we entered the bedroom Mari Beta immediately jumped down from the bed. Knees bend, arms drooped in front of us, he begged like a doggie. He even barked as a greeting, which due to the gag, sounded pleasingly accurate.

We took a bit, simply observing this graceless posture. The Nekotamata did quite a number on him. Seminal fluid was still caking his body.

Washing was the Sexy-Knights duty. We will make sure to send her in later.

Right now Mari Beta was naked, but this wasn’t anything out of the ordinary. We stopped with the bother of dressing him a while ago. Everything was much more convenient this way.

Besides, in his current form Mari Beta does not deserve the privilege of decency. Right now he is nothing more then our pet.

Which made his current greeting all the more natural.

He was in good form however. That we made sure of. Mari Beta is ordered to work out regularly and keep his physical fitness up. We will not allow that lazy Mari Beta to ruin is body as well as his mind.

And it was a fine body, we had to admit. We created that, we knew. When we first reformed Mari Beta we made sure to instill him with a diligent desire to train himself. Properly, of course. We cared little for bulking muscles.

It is only natural that our thrall would devout himself entirely to be as pleasing to our eyes as we demand.

“Sit”, we commanded and our pet went down on all fours. There was a bit of whine as he did that. A mild form of disobedience but disobedience nonetheless. Our control must be ironclad and as such the first thing we did upon approaching our pet was reinforce our hypnosis. By doing this three times a day, it should, in theory, be possible to keep him permanently under our control.

We did consider reforming his personality just as we did once again all these years ago. However, we ultimately had to reject the idea. It was one thing to reform the mind of a child. It was quite another to do the same with an adolescent male. The risk was too high.

Only once we made sure Mari Beta was completely under our spell, we allowed ourselves to pat his head. “Good pet”, we praised as he looked upon us in rapturous bliss.

There was truly not a single spark of intelligence left in these empty amber eyes of his. Just an endless desire to please us.

We glanced towards his red ball gag. “I suppose you wish for us to remove that?”

He nodded his head eagerly.

We waited for a few more seconds, simply to test his patience. “Bed.”

He immediately crawled up on his bed and lie on his back. His manhood, already erect again on display in a shameless pose of complete submission.

But we had no interest in that for now as we went to remove the red ball gag. It was a most curious thing that foolish flat chested girl brought with her from our tower. A red ball that expanded itself exactly to the measures of the captives oral cavity. Taking it out only requires one to clearly speak the word “release”. We must admit for a human toy we could appreciate the sadistic irony of it.

But Mari Beta should be grateful. After all this particularly toy means he does not have his hands bound as well.

“Release.”

The moment the gag came undone our thrall let out a sigh of relief. Wearing it shouldn’t be that unpleasant but we suppose the constant drooling is somewhat of a hassle.

Even without the gag he still kept his mouth open and was now panting. We gently lifted his chin so that we may better observe it.

“What a lewd hole”, we commented. “Truly good for nothing else but providing pleasure. Wouldn’t you agree?”

Only now was Mari Beta speaking for the first time. “Yes, my Queen! My hole serves no other purpose then servicing you!”

We nodded in agreement as we trailed a finger upwards and plopped it into our pets mouth.

Immediately, almost reflexively, he started sucking. We conditioned him like that of course. Despite being little more then a Doggie there was no danger of him actually biting us.

We let him suckle on our finger for a bit before we plopped it out. This was amusing but we craved another body part more.

My pet eagerly awaited what was coming next.

With a hiss we let Gilbert creep along his body until he touched his mouth and invaded it.

Fufufu...to have his precious gag less time disturbed. It is no less then this foolish pet deserved.

Of course, serving us is his highest pleasure, so he tried his very best to make as little noise of discomfort as possible.

The, our pet eagerly began sucking Gilbert.

He has become quit adept at it, we must admit. As always we shuddered pleasantly as we were worshiped.

We could feel his tongue dancing around. Using his teeth in just the perfect way as we taught him.

Yes, as expected of us, we trained a wonderful pet. One that can take pride in serving us.

Perhaps that was always Mari Beta’s true calling. To be nothing more then an eager mouth, pleasuring us whenever we desire.

We felt a bit sadistic today so we plunged deeper. Mari Beta’s gag reflex has been thoroughly obliterated, so he can take Gilbert to a quite respectable level.

The only signs of struggle we got where some quiet gagging noises. Of course in due time he will need to get rid of these as well. But as a merciful Queen we decided to look past these mistakes for now.

We told Gilbert many time to hold back as long as possible, but that foolish snake was woefully incompetent. As such he came in barely any time at all and deposited his green vomit inside the proper waste container.

And what a high quality waste container it was! Gulping down the quite large amount of liquid without issue and even cleaning Gilbert from any residue.

Only after a job well done did we extract Gilbert once again, allowing our pet to breathe properly again.

“M-My Queen!”, he pressed out through eager shallow breaths. “Did I...Did...I serve you well?”

“You did”, we allowed. Nothing could be sweeter then our approval and our pet almost climaxed at receiving it. Admittedly, we might be a bit too soft on him recently. It must be these pesky safety orders because even now they compelled us to go far beyond what he deserves.

As such our body slide downwards.

Then, we used our breasts to pleasure Mari Beta’s manhood.

Since we came directly after the Nekotamata which came directly after the Sexy-Knight this member saw quite some use today, however we will not allow this as an excuse. Naturally, pleasuring by his Queen was of such immense quality that it immediately filled itself with another load.

We wondered what it would be like, to let our pet impregnate us, just like the Nekotamata. But we did not want to share this adoration he has with a daughter.

Mari Beta might have some affection towards these foolish other girls but it us and only us that reign supreme as his Queen. We could command him to go even further, to only worship us. But we decided that whoring out his body to whoever we command is only another duty of our pet.

His manhood was twitching now. “Do not come without permission”, we commanded as we pleasured our pet further.

“Y-Yes my Queen”, our pet answered through pained grunts. He was quite adept in engulfing Gilbert but this appears to be still a weak point of is. Fufufu, of course it is, after all we created him that way.

But even if his stamina was pitifully low. He still has **** but to obey us and keep himself from ejaculating until we are satisfied. No punishment for failure is needed, having displeased his Queen is punishment enough.

Well, that said, of course we will punish him anyways.

But for now at least our pet is quite valiantly holding out. We gently pressed our magnificent breasts against his member. Alternating between soft and strong pushes to make sure he could never get used to it.

Every so often we blew air at his penis. And every time we do our pet responded with a cute moan.

Of course, if our pet fails or succeeds in this task is entirely up to us. Sometimes we opt for a set time but more often then not we simply keep this up until he inevitably fails. Failure and punishment are an important training tool after all.

But we truly feel astoundingly merciful today.

“You may cum, pet.”

Not a second after we said this, a tremendous geyser erupted all over my face. It was a truly respectable amount, not quite as much as Gilbert but clearly enough to show his devotion towards his Queen.

The eruption was followed by a couple short and heavy breaths as our pet enjoyed the directed aftermath. We moved upwards to his face again and cradled him.

All there life humans chase happiness.

And yet, foolish creatures as they are, they do not realize that their existence itself is fated upon suffering.

Mari Beta will have to endure no more hardship, no more suffering. No more anxiety and no more fear. His life henceforth shall be a simple one, an existence devoid of the curse of free will.

One must imagine Mari Beta happy.

The mindless look of bliss upon his face was testament to it.

Perhaps, at one point the light of lucidity might once again return to these empty pools of amber.

But as far as we are concerned…

There is no need.