I paced back and forth along the back wall of the room, listening intently to the sound of footsteps out in the hallway. Every time someone came near my room, I’d stop, ears perking up and tail pausing its movement as I’d tense, hoping they were coming to see me.

I must’ve looked like a pet that was eager to see their master return, although in all fairness, that’s really how I’d seen myself. It’d been a whole day since I’d seen him, and they hadn’t even brought me in for further hypnosis. I’d been left with my own free will for over 24 hours.

And I hated it. My head had begun to hurt some, and I could only attribute it to my lack of obedience. I wanted someone to just take me over and tell me what to do, but they were just leaving me here to my own devices. I had no idea what to do with my time.

Most of it I just spent becoming finely attuned to the various smells and sounds that managed to come my way. There were all sorts of scents that I could catch through the vents, usually from the laboratory’s cafeteria, but I started to get used to it all. I even became aware of certain peoples’ scents — I didn’t know the person, but I could pick out the doctors from cybernetics, as they often smelled of leftover ozone from too much electrical discharge, or the doctors from the aquatics lab, from the smell of salt and what struck me as dead fish.

However, since I was fairly closed off, most everything around the lab was pretty monotonous. You can imagine my relief, then, when finally the footsteps nearby were for my room. Before the door even opened, I knew who it was. I could smell him. I couldn’t quite place it, something from outside the lab. It smelled wonderful, though, and he was the only one who wore it.

I turned to face the door, folding my arms around myself lightly, gently running my fingertips through my fur. I had grown quite fond of it lately, though I wasn’t entirely sure why — the texture was amazing. It was like velvet, and I found that I could sometimes soothe the pain of freedom by running my hands along my body for awhile.

James walked in, glancing up at the camera for a moment before looking to me. “Hello, uh… Gem.”

I put on my best smile for him, letting my tail sway back and forth slowly, trying to look cute for him. I hadn’t known James all that long, but it sure felt like we had a history together. There was something bizarrely familiar about him. Although he was kind of awkward around me, like there was something he knew, but would just never tell me. I guess in all honesty, I didn’t mind.

Really I was just hoping that if I seduced him, he’d send me in for more hypnosis and I could be good and obedient again.

“Hello, James.” He was also the only member of the staff I referred to by first name. That was his call.

He scratched the back of his head and started to ask something, but I quickly interrupted him. “What is that scent you’re wearing?” I knew it was from outside the lab because it was so foreign — I imagined all sorts of exotic locales it might be from, maybe other laboratories. Maybe something secluded where mixtures were made to entice the females, or some place on another planet or something. Whatever it was, I loved it.

He blinked, answering as if it was completely commonplace, “Um, just something I grabbed at the store, it’s Old Spice.”

I slowly started towards him, tip-toeing as I folded my hands behind my back, lightly grasping my tail as I purred at him, my ears perking up. “I like it…”

James just stared at me from behind his sunglasses. I moved up close and pressed up against him, arching my back and trying to make my chest look as full as I could, continuing to purr as I vibrated against him lightly.

He raised an eyebrow. “In a good mood today?”

“Better. I’m glad to see you.” Actually, I was glad to see anyone who could be an authority figure. Just the idea that he could probably control me at any moment made my head hurt more. The idea that I could be obeying him right now just made me want to all the more, and I started to feel an unsettling feeling in my stomach, like I was a little bit ill.

He just nodded some. “Yes, well, it’s good to see you, too, uh… Gem…” He always sounded so awkward saying my name, like it was wrong to him.

“So, what’d you come to see me for?”

Shifting back from me some, he looked to the side for a moment, turning his head slightly. “We know about Roshen’s plan to escape, and we know he wanted you to go with him.”

I felt the uneasiness turn into a heavy sinking feeling. This meant they were going to punish Master, and possibly me. And that meant I wouldn’t get to see him for awhile. And that meant they were going to leave me to my free will.

The whole train of thought caused me more pain. My headache started to become a dull throb as I started to panic on the inside, my tail beginning to twitch back and forth.

James shook his head. “Please, Gem, calm down…”

I sighed softly, letting out a murr of discontent. “Will I get to see Master?”

He shook his head again. “Gem, you need to understand something. This patient has been controlling other doctors to aid him in breaking free of the lab, and he’s actually gotten much further with the idea than we’d like. The only reason he hasn’t been terminated is because he is a unique experiment and we still need him for data, but he’s on the brink of just being done away with so as not to pose a threat anymore. It’s very likely that you aren’t going to see him again.”

My knees buckled out from under me as I sank to the ground, falling forward onto my hands. My fur bristled as I let out a meowing whine of sadness — Master was the only one who spent any real time teaching me to be obedient. Who would take care of me now?

A sigh passed James’ lips. “We’re sure he programmed you to become dependant on his company, Gem, so I convinced the doctors to try and help you with that. Listen, the whole situation is going to become very complicated…”

I looked up at him, scooting closer as I rubbed up against him again, more searching for some kind of reassurance than anything else. “Just tell me what’s going to happen to me.”

He tilted his head back in thought. “I don’t know. The doctors aren’t sure how much of a risk you are, but I’m doing the best I can to make things as easy as possible for you.”

A thought crossed my mind. “Why?” Although I liked James and he seemed to have a fondness for me, I was rather surprised that he’d treat me differently than any other patient.

There was a long silence. “Try and get some rest.”

I didn’t hear a word from anyone for three days. No one came to see me, no one updated me on how Master was doing, James didn’t even tell me what he was doing to try and make things easier for me.

All I could think of was how much pain I was in. I felt like an addict suffering heavy withdrawal. I would spend some nights curling up in the corner, huddled over myself, my tail wrapped around my body, shaking violently. My head was a constant mass of pain, far beyond any migraine I’d ever suffered. I hardly slept at all because I couldn’t keep still, and all I could ever think of was being an obedient slave for someone.

My ability to have coherent thoughts had vanished on the second day. I spent all of the last day just wandering around the room, trying to occupy my mind with something besides how desperate I was to be hypnotized, to submit utterly and let someone dominate me, to let someone just mindfuck me to no end.

On the fourth day, something brought me back to a little bit of sanity. I smelled James again, and I knew he was coming to see me. I ran to the door, mewling at it desperately, hoping he’d have some kind of device with him he could use to subvert my will. I clawed at the door, whining and meowing, trying to urge him to get in faster.

As the door slid open, I pounced on him, wrapping my arms around him and pressing up against him, murmuring into his ear between mewls, “Control me.”

Oddly enough, he didn’t even seem surprised at my response. He just put his arms around me and started to run his fingers through my fur and down my spine. I shivered in delight, at least somewhat eased by the immense pleasure that brought. Feeling his hands in my fur was heavenly, and it just made me press to him tighter.

“Don’t you want to know the news about your master?”

I had found that I didn’t even care anymore. I felt abandoned. Master had wanted to escape and he wanted me to go with him, and during my days of absolute pain and insanity, I had felt like what was happening to me was more and more Master’s fault. If he had not made plans to escape, if he had not incorporated me into it, if he had just been content with what the laboratory had provided for him, he could still be using me as his obedient fucktoy.

But I had grown so bitter about it that I was ready for a new master. I was ready for any master. And I was in a hurry. “No.”

That did seem to take him by surprise, but he only nodded slowly. “Alright… Well, then, I’ve come to tell you that we’re going to bring you in for some conditioning…”

I rejoiced at the thought. I purred loudly, pressing hard against James, wrapping my arms about him tightly. “Yes, control me, use me…”

I stared up at the floating colors, happily drifting as my eyes were half-shut. My tail slowly swayed back and forth as I lazily listened to my new instructions.

“You will obey anything any of the doctors tell you.”

I nodded slowly as I continued to float with the colors. “I obey.”

“Whenever any of the doctors tells you to go into a trance, you will submit to your new hypnotic programming.”

It turns out they had actually brought me in for some more surgery and had implanted something or other in my brain that made me hyper-suggestible. The way I understood it, whatever they had done for Roshen, they had made its reverse for me — so instead of being able to control people, anyone would be able to control me, even if they had no mind control ability previously. “Yes.”

“You will think nothing out of the ordinary for doing what you are told.”

I purred loudly, vibrating against the table. “I am an obedient slave.”

I was back in my room, sitting against some cushions that had been brought in for me, compliments of James, it seems. I smiled softly as I curled up amongst them. They smelled like Old Spice, which it turns out was a scent they made for people outside the lab. I imagined the kind of place someone would find something like that, and I wondered at the efforts that James went through to get it.

My pains had gone away with the afternoon of conditioning I’d undergone. I was so eager to be put under that they had stopped bothering with any kinds of restraints. When I awoke, I felt like myself again — no headaches, no queasiness, just a very contented, pleasantly warm feeling.

I glanced up as I heard someone approaching the doors of my room. I sat up, perking my ears up as I studied the door for a moment, tilting my head to the side. I smiled brightly when I saw Doctor Whitmore come in, dressed in her usual attire. “Doctor Whitmore.”

She returned the smile, holding her clipboard at her side. “Hello, Gem. I have some news for you.”

I nodded a little, sitting up further. “Yes?”

Glancing up at the camera over her shoulder, she looked back to me. “It seems one of the technicians around the laboratory is looking for an assistant, and since you have a clean record, you’re being considered for it. That would mean you’d be left to wander around the lab, with certain restrictions, of course.”

I considered it. Free will. I wasn’t much for that, but I did like the idea of getting out of the room once in awhile. Who knows, maybe I could have the doctors from all sorts of departments mindfuck me.

She continued, “So for the next few days, your hypnosis sessions will involve a lot of precautions safeguarding against, um… Well, anything Roshen may have done with you. Just double-checking, you could say, to make sure you won’t repeat any of his mistakes.”

I shook my head. “Of course not, Doctor Whitmore.”

She nodded some, then bit her lip. I furrowed my brow a bit in curiosity, then became distinctly aware of something. Something about her smelled different. I wasn’t sure what it was yet, though. “Something you’d like to say, Doctor Whitmore?”

She nodded again, setting her clipboard down as she started to approach me. “Yeah, an experiment…”

I tilted my head to the side, sitting up more attentively. “Whatever you need, Doctor.”

There was a long pause, then she ventured, “I want you to go into a trance, Gem…”

It did sound a bit awkward listening to it, but I had been programmed to slip into a hypnotic state at just about any cue hinting towards it. My entire body immediately went slack, barely staying up, as my eyes drifted half-shut. I started to purr softly as I felt my whole being surrender, and my mind changed Doctor Whitmore into Mistress. I knew I was her obedient toy and I was eager to do what she wanted. “Yes, Mistress…”

She giggled. “I can’t believe it, they weren’t kidding!” She bit her lip again as she walked over towards me. She sounded a little bit nervous. “Um… I want you… To… Stand up.”

OK, it was obvious she was new to this whole control thing. I got the feeling that perhaps all her being mindfucked by my last master had left her rather submissive and unfamiliar with the territory of being dominant. But I relished the idea of being her experiment.

I got to my feet quickly, standing at attention. “Yes, Mistress.”

She shivered. “Ooh, I like that… Say it again, tell me I’m your mistress.”

My tail continued to sway back and forth slowly as I started to feel myself become a little bit turned on — I hadn’t had any kind of sexual encounter for a fair amount of time, so just the idea that I had to obey anyone was doing wonders for me. “You are my mistress.”

She started to step towards me, but then paused. “OK, um… I want you… I want you to obey me.”

I would’ve smiled at her obvious shyness, but I was too busy being obedient for her. “Yes, Mistress. I want to obey you, I want you to use me.”

She closed her eyes for a moment, smiling. “OK… Gem, come here and… And strip me down.”

Now we were starting to get somewhere. I nodded slowly as I started to walk towards her. “Yes, Mistress.”

I wanted to do more, I wanted her to really control me, but I guess we just had to start with the basics. I wanted to be seductive, I wanted to take my time stripping her, to be sexy for Mistress, but she hadn’t expressed that desire for me. I reached out and slipped my hands under her labcoat, sliding it off her shoulders and letting it pool on the floor.

“Kiss my neck while you do it.”

“Yes, Mistress.” I finally found myself able to take a little bit of liberty, as I pressed up against her. I leaned in and set my lips to her neck and started to press small kisses up and down the side. I reached out and began to unbutton her blouse slowly as I started to nibble at her neck, suckling softly.

She reached out and grabbed my shoulders, letting slip a soft moan. She slowly started to rub my shoulders, just light movements, but it felt wonderful. My body tingled at her touch, as I slipped my tongue out and started to lick at the little mark I was beginning to leave on her neck as I continued to suckle at it. I unbuttoned the last part of her blouse and let it open to reveal a lacy bra.

I started to purr as she rubbed my shoulders, vibrating against her gently. I slipped her blouse off and set it aside with her coat as I then reached around and undid the clasp for her bra. She started to moan once more as I finally stripped her upper body of the last of its garments, leaving her in a long skirt and what I assumed would be panties underneath.

“Mmm.. Um, Gem, mm.. I want you to, um.. Mmmm…” She didn’t seem to be able to come up with an idea as she enjoyed the feeling of my lips and tongue against her neck. I was happy to keep at it, though I wished she would issue another order. I wanted to obey more. It felt so good.

She gave up, simply tilting her head to the side to allow me further access to her neck as she continued to moan. My fingertips glided down her body to the waistline of her skirt, as I pushed it down as far as I could get it. I found I was unable to continue kissing her neck if I was to also obey the command to strip her, so I slid down her body, letting mine rub along hers as I sank to my knees, nuzzling against her stomach as I pulled her skirt all the way down, revealing a simple pair of cotton panties, as I’d guessed.

I suddenly began to purr much more vibrantly as my nose was filled with the scent of her arousal. Though probably not strong to anyone else, being on my knees allowed me to truly take it in. As I pulled down her panties and finally stripped her nude, I got a good scent of her musk and I licked my lips in anticipation.

She looked down at me and seemed to like the idea. “Go ahead, Gem…”

“Yes, Mistress.” I happily obeyed, taking hold of her hips as I set my mouth lightly against her slit. I kissed at her folds for a moment, then slowly let my tongue slip out and glide along the outside, just licking up the traces of her arousal that had leaked out. I purred further at the taste, my tail starting to twitch back and forth as I felt my arousal build a bit more.

I let my tongue flick over her folds a few times, before she let out between moans, “No, don’t tease me, Gem…”

“Yes, Mistress.” I moaned again as I felt a little jolt of arousal, happy to be given another order. I set my mouth firmly against her sex and then slid my tongue inside her, as I felt her jerk against me. I started flicking my tongue about her insides, and she started to undulate her hips against my mouth.

“Oh, yes, Gem, mmm… That feels wonderful…”

I continued to explore around inside her, still taking my time, trying not to tease her, but to let her slowly build. It seemed she had other ideas, though, as after a few moments of my methodical exploration, she urged me on. “Just… Eat me out, Gem…”

She almost seemed uncomfortable with the phrase, but I took to it with a happy obedience. She wasn’t much of a commanding Mistress, but I didn’t mind for the moment. I mumbled into her, “Yes, Mistress,” before I began to really go for the gusto.

My tongue danced and flicked around inside her, stiffening at times and slipping in and out, while easing and spreading out to cover more of her at others, just really getting acquainted with her. She began to moan and pant in earnest, giving me little oral rewards of, “That’s great, Gem…” “Yes, Gem, yes, like that!” “More.. Oh, God, yes, Gem…”

I found they worked for my little jolts of arousal and pleasure. My Mistress was rewarding me without really thinking about it, telling me that I was being a good obedient toy, though perhaps not in those words.

She suddenly started to tense up as she started to buck against my mouth a little harder. “Oh, yes, yes, I’m going to cum, Gem…” All this did was spur me on a bit more, as I became eager to drink down my Mistress’ sweet sustenance, and I let my purring fill her. The vibration was simply too much as she finally called out in pleasure and started emptying herself into my mouth.

The flood of my Mistress’ essence put me in a euphoric state, as I knew I had done what she wanted without any disobedience. She had given few commands, but I didn’t mind that she was new to it. I was simply happy to surrender and do what I was told, as I lapped up all that I could.

Suddenly, a voice came over the intercom for the room. It was James. “Doctor Whitmore, I hate to interrupt, but you’re needed in the neurology department.”

She didn’t really give an affirmation, instead just letting her moans subside as she came down from her orgasm, breathing heavily. She looked down at me for a moment. “I have to go, Gem…”

I wanted her to order me more, I wanted to be more obedient, but I couldn’t do anything. I slid my tongue out of her, then waited, on my knees in front of her, for her to tell me what to do.

She shook her head slowly, trying to collect herself quickly as she gathered her clothes. “Gem, um… Just…” She seemed at a loss for a moment, then seemed to strike an idea. “Just go ahead and pleasure yourself until I get back.”