Spiral Energy
by BluRider
Nia's heart pounded, and she whimpered as she heard the sound of footfalls. The little blonde princess had convinced herself it was OK to come down here. She wasn't doing anything wrong, after all. Only exploring. Except that she stood out like a sore thumb in her pink, regal attire - and she'd explored this tech-littered, unremarkable engine room several times, already.
Nia gulped, her hands trembling with anticipation as she retrieved a familiar device from its workbench. She had learned much since her father abandoned her, but she still hadn't the faintest idea what this mysterious thing was. Only that it was old, important and well-used, and that it looked to her like a hand-mirror, but with a metal spiral where the glass should be. Touching it should be OK, she had decided some time ago. She was only curious, after all. She wanted to learn, and learning was OK.
After a quick glance left and right, her finger poised anxiously over the device, the princess pressed the large red button on its surface, just as she had every day this week. It once more whirred to life, the small round port on the back of it glowing, as the entire metal front of the device began to turn. The spiral shifted as it moved, seeming to gain a certain depth, and bend the light.
Nia watched in fascination as the spiral turned, mysterious sparks flickering across its surface like fireflies. She smiled prettily, her attention already rapt on the device. Her glittering blue eyes traced the arc of the spiral, drawn deeper and deeper into the heart of its enchanting spin. The device flickered strangely as motes of darkness joined the sparks, causing Nia's eyes to widen greatly, just to take in the more of the device's light. The princess didn't know quite what was happening, but she couldn't resist staring at the beautiful spiral. She felt a warmth spread through her body as it captivated her. Nia relaxed as it flowed over her, her muscles slowly going limp until she hung there nearly motionless, just staring helplessly at the device, her arms loose by her sides. She couldn't move. She didn't want to. Her body was floating on a cloud, as she felt warm and safe and tired all at once.
Softly, slowly, she began to sway from side to side. It felt so nice to just stand there and relax and stare into the glinting spiral. It felt warm and good and pleasant, as though she were back in the palace gardens where she had spent most of her life, flopping down in the grass to rest in the shade after a day of playing really hard. Nothing else mattered. Nothing else existed. All of her cares faded to nothingness. All of the painful and frightening and horrifying things she'd seen in her short time in the outside world were washed away by a nice feeling of being warm and sleepy all over. Nia felt tired and drowsy, swaying in place more and more unsteadily as the magical sensation took hold of her. Little by little, she fell deeper and deeper into the intoxicating, sleepy feeling, until it was a struggle just to think. Her eyes were locked to the device. Her eyelids fluttered. They felt very heavy, all of a sudden, as the spiral grew to encompass her vision. All she could see was the spiral, and her eyelids became heavier and heavier, just as though someone were pressing them slowly shut.
She blinked her tired eyes, and blinked again, blinking, blinking... closing, closing, closing down her eyes completely as her body was enveloped so perfectly in this wonderful, peaceful sensation.
Feeling quiet and good and drowsy and completely overcome, the princess fell asleep.
Nia's skin prickled. She heard a sound. Suddenly, the little princess was jolted from her trance.
She swayed dizzily, stumbling forward. She felt cold. The room spun around her. Rubbing her eyes and blinking rapidly, she took cover behind the workbench; just in time!
A large, grizzled engineer walked in, mumbling into his beard as he strode across the room. With an annoyed expression, the man paused when he noticed the spiral device. With a few more mutters for good measure, he retrieved it, turned it off, and returned it to its place on the workbench. He loomed over the workbench for a moment, almost close enough to spot the top of Nia's head, before turning and going about his business. Systematically, the man began the lengthy task of checking gauges and taking notes on a clipboard, with his back to the young princess.
After a longing glance back at the workbench, Nia began to creep away, taking measured steps and using the engine parts and junk piles all around her for cover. Her pace slowed, however, and then stopped; one longing glance becoming several. Finally, her heart pounding once again, the large man still distracted, Nia crept back to the workbench before fumbling blindly up above her with her hand. Soon, it tightened around the leathery grip of the device.
The princess swallowed hard. Stealing the device was definitely not OK.
The sound of the engineer banging a metal pipe with his wrench made Nia squeal in terror, snatching the item with a ringing clank. Fortunately for her, he had his ear up to the pipe, and didn't hear a thing. As he took down another measurement, the princess tucked the spiral device awkwardly under her left arm, using her right hand to take off both her shoes. Barefoot, she scampered silently across the junk-strewn engine room, avoiding the debris as best she could. Carrying her shoes in one hand and the device under the other, Nia disappeared back down the tunnel as silently as a ghost.
When she got back to her room, she tossed the bulky device onto her bed and slid her door shut lightly, careful not to make a noise.
Her heart fluttering in her chest, her breath coming thickly, a foolish grin on her face from the sheer thrill of having done this, the princess peered back at the bed where the device lay waiting for her. Excitedly she got out of her clothing for bed, letting the garments fall down where they might around her bedroom, and then slipping under the silken sheets which clung closely to her slender, naked form. She could barely contain her own excitement, quickly grabbing the device and pushing its large button.
Her mouth went slack as soon as she saw it start to spiral. It felt soft and safe and strange and wondrous. She surrendered to the dizzying sensation, falling fast asleep.
* * *
"...-ing, Nia?"
The little girl blinked, still daydreaming. "W-what?" she stammered dizzily. She could still see the metallic spiral in her mind's eye, spinning and spinning. Even in her own imagination, she was reluctant to look away. She wanted to get back to it, more than anything.
"I said, are you listening?" repeated Simon, the tenacious young miner scratching his head. "They just said that a crucial Spiral monitoring device has just been stolen. That's important!"
"Of course!" said Nia in her usual cheerful tone, but her eyes looked a little bit unfocused and distracted, seemingly spacing out before resting wonderingly on the small spiral drill that Simon always wore around his neck. "That's terrible... I hope they find who did it." With an odd, forced quality to the movement, she then turned her head and smiled at him, her blue-hilighted blonde curls bouncing softly.
Simon gave her an odd look, and looked ready to reply. However, Nia had already stopped paying attention, once again staring into space. He held his tongue, but although she seemed to be ignoring him, he noticed that her hands were trembling.
Nia couldn't get back to her room soon enough that day, already itching to take off her clothes and go to bed, to revel in that warm and dizzying sensation. Swinging shut her heavy door, she immediately brought out the device, laying it eagerly down on her bed as she turned around and reached up to undo her little pink dress.
And then she froze, staring in horror, as she realised she hadn't closed the door completely. A foot had blocked it open, and Simon now walked into the room right behind her. A booming sound echoed, as the door swung shut behind him. His goggles seemed to gleam like devil-eyes in the dim lighting, and Nia staggered back against the bed in a panic, trying to hide the glinting metal device with her whole body.
The young miner, however, noticed it immediately. "I thought you were acting strange," he said, hands on his hips. "So I... well, is that the stolen device? Meaning you stole it?"
Nia shook her head, refusing to meet his gaze, as tears flooded into her eyes. "I... I'm so sorry!" she cried, sobbing. "Please, please don't send me away. I was just learning! I didn't mean to..." her voice broke, the sobs continuing, her hands over her eyes. "I just..." she couldn't continue.
Simon didn't respond. She could hear his heavy footsteps as he grabbed the spiral device from behind her. She tensed for a blow, her body trembling.
She felt him put warm arms around her instead.
The young boy shushed her softly, his hug both fierce and gentle. "I promise," he was saying. "I promise I won't tell anyone about this. Please don't cry."
She sniffed, wiping the tears out of her eyes with the lace cuff of her elegant clothing. Her eyes were large, as she looked up at Simon in happy, tearful surprise.
The miner blushed at how close their faces were together and pulled away, standing up before her awkwardly as she was left sitting on the bed. As if looking for an excuse to break eye contact, he held up the strange device in his hand, peering down at it oddly. "But, why?" he asked. "What made you want this thing?"
Nia composed herself, taking a deep breath. Watching Simon hold the spiral in front of her eyes gave her a strange, heavy feeling in her stomach. Blushing a deep red, she looked him in the eyes and said honestly, "I, um... I really like the way it makes me feel. When I turn it on and look at it for a while... it feels so wonderful, I never want to stop."
Simon was blushing also, keenly aware of how close she was, and of her slightly parted, moist red lips. The beautiful princess was alone with him, and so radiant in her lacy pink dress that he could hardly breathe. She was staring at the spiral device in his hands, so he looked down at it as well, and noticed all of a sudden the threaded round port on its back. He grinned. "I- I can help you, then! You see this access port? I can activate it using my drill, and imbue it with spiral energy. You probably haven't been able to fully activate the device, on your own. I could help you to use it."
Immediately he felt that he'd said the wrong thing. Nia shifted on the bed, averting her gaze. "It's... it's a very... private feeling," she stammered, avoiding his eyes. "It's like being back in the palace where I grew up. I- I get so dizzy. I think it m-might be a little... embarrassing."
Simon's smile went away. He stammered, "Y-yes, of course, I didn't m-"
"I..." Nia paused, taking a deep breath. "I want you to do it, but... could you," she added, pouting slightly, "please promise not to laugh?"
Confused, Simon just nodded dumbly.
Nia inclined her head and smiled sweetly, sitting back on the bed. "OK, then."
"S-so... I should...?"
"Yep!"
With a glance back at the sealed metal door, suddenly nervous, Simon took off his necklace and pressed the drill-piece on it into the port on the back of the device. Both glowed an eery green as he threaded it in, and suddenly the device began to pulse with bright and swirling colours.
"Whoa!" exclaimed Nia, fascinated by the device. The entire room swirled with its colourful spirals, and wherever she looked she saw the same warm, beautiful pattern, spinning down deeper and deeper, just waiting to take her away. "It's never done this before... This is wonderful!" said the princess, peering about with unbridled curiosity.
Blinking in the dizzying light, Simon pushed his goggles down over his eyes. They seemed to filter out the spiral-light entirely. Then he turned to the excited young princess, saying, "Is this what you wanted to see?"
Nia's smile was fixed on her face. It was all so beautiful. Her mouth moved, whispering, "This is... even better..." She barely even registered saying it, her eyes staring directly into the spiralling depths of the device held in front of her. Her upper body was already swaying from side to side as slowly, slowly, her eyes began to glaze over.
Unwilling to interrupt, Simon watched her closely, until it seemed to him that perhaps she had lost her senses completely. He became worried. She was staring obliviously into the spiral, her head tracking it as though magnetized. He bobbed the device up and down, watching the little girl's head moving with it. "N-Nia? Are you OK?"
To his surprise, she suddenly stiffened and sat up at attention. Her eyes widening, and reflecting the mesmerizing spiral, she spoke in a flat, even tone as she replied to him:
"Yes, master."
Simon clenched his teeth. What had he done?
"W-what do you mean?" he stammered. "What's going on?"
"I..." Nia frowned, slightly. "I- I feel so... obedient... my master. I m-must obey."
"W-wait!" Simon told her. "That's not what you said it would be like... I have to, um... Hey, listen to me!"
"Yes, master."
"OK, now, I want you to think back to, um, the palace where you grew up. Can you think of how you felt when you were there?"
"Yes, master."
"Good," he said, blushing. "Then, please - um - I want you to return to how you were in the palace."
Nia obeyed, her body briefly slumping forward as her eyes went completely blank. She had felt as if she were floating, but now she went completely numb. A flood of tiredness washed over her, and she became so completely and totally entranced that her entire aura changed: she could feel herself becoming absolutely obedient, and knew that she was now completely unable to resist Simon's commands. Her body stiffened, and she felt her nipples harden as she rose to her feet and was completely overcome by his hypnotic power.
A moment of silence passed. "N-Nia? How do you feel?" he asked worriedly.
She had visions of the palace, of her father, of herself. "I am a doll, master. With no free will," she recited obediently. "Father does not like his dolls to have free will."
Simon quailed. "I-I didn't mean for you to..." he worried. "Wait! I, um, I'm sorry! I'll fix this!"
She did not reply, standing there completely entranced. Her mind was blank.
Simon said, "Now, listen closely this time, OK? This isn't right, understand? I must've done something wrong. I-I order you to do the same thing you do when you use the device, OK? Just how you always do."
"Y-yes, m-m..." she stammered, a strange expression on her face. And then, nothing happened. After a moment or two her face began to blush, and her hands trembled, but Nia didn't do anything.
"Are you, um, feeling better, Nia?" Simon asked, swallowing.
Nia did not answer him at first, seemingly preoccupied, but then said: "Yes, master."
Simon seemed confused. "Wait... you're still a doll? With no free will?"
She was still blushing, and seemed to be becoming more and more agitated. Her hands opened and shut frequently. "Yesss, master."
Simon frowned, "But, why aren't you doing what I -"
Suddenly, with a half-sighing, half-whimpering sound, Nia seemed to lose a battle inside herself. "Y-yes, master! I must obey!" Her hands twitched, her eyes blinked, her jaw dropped open, and quite suddenly she was staring at the spiral device with a barely contained eagerness, bounding towards it like a puppy.
As she rushed towards him, princess Nia was rapidly taking off all of her clothing, letting her lacy dress, her shoes, her undergarments, and even the flowers in her hair flutter down onto the ground one after the other, revealing inch after inch of her soft, pale flesh, flushed with excitement. She bore down on him, her pale white body now completely naked, and grasped hold of the spiraling, hypnotic device with one hand. She stared at him, the glowing spiral reflected in her eyes as she held it out close to her head. "Y-yesss... masster..." she was saying, her nipples standing out clearly as her chest rose and fell quickly. "I am your naked doll, master... I have no free will... I must obey. I must... use this just like I always... I m-must obey!" She pushed him down onto her bed as she moved over him to slide under the silken covers herself, still carrying the spiral device and staring down into its depths.
Simon blushed as he found himself in bed with her, a thin silken sheet the only thing separating his own body from her soft, supple naked form, so enticingly outlined by the covers.
He gulped. "Y-you'll do anything I say? I h-have complete control over your mind?"
The young girl was staring helplessly into the spiral. "Y-yessss, m-masster..." She could not help but obey him completely. Her resistance was exhausted.
"T-then," Simon ordered, swallowing hard, "p-please forget that I accidentally made you into a mindless doll... and stripped you naked! You will not remember anything that happened after I turned on the spiral."
With a wide, vapid smile, she said, "Yes, master..."
Simon got up from the bed, leaving the naked little girl alone under the covers, her right nipple and part of her flat chest exposed as she continued to hold up the swirling spiral before her eyes, his drill-bit necklace hanging off it.
His thoughts racing, his face red, Simon watched her lying there, entrancing herself with the device. He swallowed again, his throat dry. Hesitantly, he said, "N-Nia?"
She sighed, "Yesss, master..."
"Nia, I, um, command you t-"
Suddenly, Simon jumped as a massive crashing sound rocked the bedroom. Dust and smoke engulfed the young miner, as somebody blasted their way into the room by force. Whirling confusedly, Simon found himself face-to-face with a generous set of breasts barely held back by a thin, black bikini top adorned with pictures of skulls.
It was Yoko. And she looked angry.
"You?!" the tall sniper girl shouted, grabbing Simon by the wrists as she looked quickly around, taking in the situation. "I almost took you for a Beastman spy! What are you doing breaking into - uh..."
Yoko's red ponytail smacked Simon in the face as she did a double-take, her eyes landing on Nia, who was lying naked under her form-fitting silken covers, her chest exposed as she held up a spiral device that whirled with rainbow lights. Yoko's eyes widened, her shock mingling with a sense of wonder. All around Nia, the weird contraption in her hand was throwing up spiralling patterns on the walls. There was a knot in her stomach as Yoko looked at the strange light. Her eyes began to go unfocused, and she shook her head, again whipping Simon with her ponytail by accident.
Yoko glared at Simon. Her voice was calm, but with a rising hint of steely, suppressed rage. She grit her teeth and asked, "Simon... what exactly are you DOING to the PRINCESS?"
"S-she's OK! Don't worry! You're OK, right, Nia?" Simon stammered.
"Yessss, master... I feel wonderful..." Nia replied sleepily. "I am in your power... I must obey your every command..."
Yoko stared at the little girl in shock. "Y-you what?" Nia didn't respond this time, seeing only the whirling, colourful device. Yoko gripped Simon's wrists harder, grasping for words. They came more haltingly, as the spiraling device attracted her attention. "SIMON, I hope I'm not hearing this correctly... because it SOUNDS like... like, uh, you just found some Beastman trait of hers that makes her become obedient... and then used it to STRIP her completely naked and turn her into your SLAVE." Her eyes lost focus again, and Yoko wobbled a little, unsteadily wiping her eyes.
"N-No! I swear! That's not how it happened! It was all an accident! Isn't that right, Nia?"
"I... I forget, master," the naked little girl replied, frowning. She shifted under her covers. "I only remember that I am your slave, master. Please, command me. I must obey..."
Yoko gave Simon an unimpressed glance, before looking back at Nia and the spiral. Somehow it felt wrong to look away. Her fingers tightened painfully on the young miner's wrists, causing him to cry out in pain. "That doesn't sound like an accident! Simon, you will LET HER GO right now, do you understand?"
Simon squirmed in her grip. "Yes! Ow! Yes! I promise, I'll wake her up! I'll fix this! Please!"
"Good," Yoko answered, watching Nia closely. Her hands were still clenched around Simon's wrists.
"Uh, Yoko... you're still holding onto my hands," Simon winced.
Yoko's grip slackened, her hands dropping limply by her sides. She remained silent, watching the naked little girl hold up the spiral. Its surface seemed to run with varicolored lights and motes of darkness. It fascinated her so much, that for a moment she simply forgot about Simon.
"Th-thanks," said Simon, walking over to Nia. "I'll, uh," he looked back at Yoko, "I'll try, but I don't really know how to undo this."
Yoko didn't answer. Her mouth was hanging slightly open, and Simon could see her chest heaving as her breath came thickly, her nipples standing up clearly through the material of her black bikini top as she was overcome with the pleasure of just watching the pulsating spiral. "W-what..." she sighed softly, staring at the spiral, "are you... waiting for..."
She was right. "Nia, listen to me," Simon commanded. He had to stop this. He had to free Nia like he'd promised.
"Y-yes, master..." the entranced little girl replied.
Simon froze with his mouth half-open, looking back over his shoulder. Her legs wobbling, Yoko was falling under the spell of the spiral.
He could do as she had ordered and end this... but all he had to do was nudge her along a little, and she would become just as obedient as Nia.
"Command me, master," Nia was begging, her naked body squirming on the bed from the sheer pleasure of being under his control.
"F-free her..." Yoko mumbled dizzily, her mind dimly wondering why she felt so lethargic. "You... promisssed..."
Simon licked his dry lips, looking back and forth between the naked, entranced Nia and the dizzy, slowly surrendering Yoko.
Eventually, he made his decision.
Clearning his throat, he said, "Yoko..."
"W-what...?" slurred the captivated young woman. She tried to look at him, but the spiral held her eyes effortlessly. She frowned, but could not look away.
"I want you to stare at the spiral, Yoko. You are feeling sleepy... so sleepy... As you fall deeper and deeper into the spiral's depths, I want you to feel a mysterious new sensation taking hold of you."
She couldn't help it. The tiredness overcame her completely. A fuzzy, warm feeling seemed to wash over her. "Y-yess... taking hold..." replied Yoko.
"Good, good, the feeling is spreading all over your body now. It is making you feel good and numb and obedient."
"N-numb and obedient," she repeated, her mouth seemingly working on its own.
"You are a doll, Yoko, with no free will. You will obey my every command."
"Y-yesss, masssster..." his new slave slowly repeated, trying to fight the obedient sensation.
"Good girl," Simon said. "Now take off all of your clothes."
She couldn't resist, even a little. Her breasts popped free before he'd even finished talking. "Yes, master."
It was the work of a moment to take off her tiny hot-pants and everything else she was wearing, leaving the red-haired, curvacious beauty standing completely naked and mindless before him.
"Good girl," said Simon, cupping one of her soft, springy breasts in his hand. "Very good girl."
Yoko almost purred, her nude body rubbing up against him. "Oh, yesss, master!"
"I just knew you would enjoy yourself, Yoko," he said, smiling. Then he turned to the entranced, reclining Nia. "However," he said, swallowing and clearing his throat in anticipation. "I am a man of my word."
He reached over and took the spiral device from Nia, pointed his finger at the unresponsive little princess, and said: "I release you, Nia. Come out from under my spell, and wake up."
Her eyes fluttering, the little girl slowly came back to the world. She sat up slowly, squealing suddenly when she realised that she was obliviously presenting Simon her naked chest. Drawing her silk covers up around her, Nia looked around in surprise as her scattered memories started piecing together. She stared at the stark naked, swaying and obedient Yoko. She remembered being put into a sleepy, dizzy, wonderful state, herself... and then, she remembered becoming obedient, a doll with no free will, enslaved to her master Simon. Unable to resist.
She boggled at Simon, who was looking at her with a sickly mixture of guilt, fear and regret. Almost before she could even make a sound, however, he began bowing and scraping and apologizing in as many ways as he knew how. She was a little taken aback at his intensity, as he apologized again and again and again.
"I'm sorry, Nia, I'm so sorry!" Simon went on until he was red in the face, bowing his head to accept her royal wrath. "It... It was an accident... I'm sorry I ever... and, um, with Yoko, I... I wa-"
Finally, Nia just raised a finger to shush him, smiling warmly, her eyes sparkling.
Simon quieted, nonplussed completely.
The little girl slowly slid out from under the covers, blushing bright red as this laid bare her pale white body to his hungry gaze. She stood before him, still smiling, and raised up the spiral device that he held in his hands.
"Don't say anything," she said softly, her face and body still blushing furiously as she looked him directly in the eyes. She was taking shallow breaths, just from looking at the spiral. "There's nothing else like... oh! Just... do it again. Please. Let me feel it again. I... I want to be under your power!"
Incredulously, Simon asked, "Y-you do?"
In response, Nia pressed the device's big front button, flooding her eyes with rainbow light. Her free will didn't hold out even a second before she was completely in his thrall once again.
The nude little girl began to sway in place, the equally enslaved naked Yoko at her side.
"Yessss, massterr..." Nia said, obediently.
"I must obey your commands," added Yoko.
Simon couldn't believe his own luck.