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Student Control, Chapter 1

Dr. Reshard put down the receiver of his phone with a smile on his face. He stood

and walked over to the window of his third story office and gazed down upon the

campus. Students casually walked by not sensing the danger that was ever present in this

sleepy college town. Down below, in the distance, the football team could be seen

attending practice. Dr. Reshard focused his attention on them, and in particular on one

man, Derrick Sommers. He stood in the window for a few minutes taking in the view.

He turned back to the sanctuary of his comfortable office. It was paneled in a

light mahogany, buffed to a bright shine. Two windows set on a southern exposure

allowed light to shine in most of the day. A beautifully hand carved mahogany door hung

centered opposite the floor to ceiling windows. The windows were trimmed with heavy

hunter green curtains, to keep the breathe of fall out. There was a large executive desk on

one side of the room accented by a burgundy leather executive chair, with a single brass

lamp creating the only artificial light for the room. Two leather sitting chairs sat opposite

the desk. On one wall, behind his desk, numerous awards and honors hung, giving the

room a sense of being in the presence of someone exceptionally gifted. Floor to ceiling

bookshelves, overstocked with every book imaginable, lined the rest of the walls. Dr.

Reshard achieved tenure long ago, accounting for the comfortable surroundings.

Dr. Reshard was a tall man, six foot two inches, without shoes. His weight had

never given him trouble. It now comfortably rested at 196 pounds. You would have been

hard pressed to determine his true age. His body was well toned, his skin soft, and he

moved with the strength and agility of a man half his age. His face was nothing less than

angelic. He had raven black hair, with stunning blue eyes. Although his face was angular,

with its' high cheekbones, high forehead and long nose, it did not seem severe. When he

smiled the flashes of white were almost hypnotic.

Dr. Reshard moved behind his desk and took a seat in the office chair and leaned

back. He clasped his hands together, almost appearing to pray, but prayer was far from

his thoughts. The phone call he had just received meant that his long awaited plans could

begin. His life of silence and veiled truths was paying off. He would finally be able to use

his technique on a human subject. Hopefully, this would lead to the fruition of even

greater accomplishments. He would still need to proceed with caution. His plan was far

from completion and this meant he would need to be careful to watch his back. He

sensed that someone was watching him sometimes. Whoever it might be, Dr. Reshard

knew how to deal with them when the right time came.

Dr. Reshard's current work was far from ethical, which made him a target. Dr.

Reshard's professional background was in Psychological Sciences. He spent years

developing techniques to help patients without harsh drugs or severe therapies. His work

had much success. Eventually, Dr. Reshard developed a taste for the control he could

extend over a patient. His work had taken dark turns ever since. Now his greatest

achievement was developing a technique using hypnosis and stimulation to direct a

person's mind to a particular end. In some ways the process was insidious. The person

had little to no ability to resist. He used drugs, equipment and techniques that would

never be approved of in modern medicine.

Now he had his own human guinea pig, Derrick Sommers. The phone call he

received was from Coach Nelson. The coach was concerned about Derrick's performance

on the field and in the classroom. He knew that the doctor had helped students in the

past, so he asked if the doctor could take on the role counseling Derrick, help him

improve his concentration and his ability to center himself. Dr. Reshard set Derrick's

first appointment for tomorrow at six, in his office. Now all he had to do was wait.

Student Control, Chapter 2

Derrick showed up a little late. He knocked on the doctor's door, hoping the

doctor would not notice his tardiness. A moment later the door opened and Dr. Reshard

extended his hand, asking Derrick to come in and sit down. They shook hands, the doctor

shut the door and Derrick had a seat in one of the small sitting chairs in front of the desk.

Derrick was comfortable, but the room did seem oddly hot. The doctor moved to take a

seat behind his desk.

Dr. Reshard was more impressed with Derrick in person. He was 6' tall,

approximately 190 lb., and all muscle. His face had strong features and he had striking

blue eyes. His faced was framed with short blond hair. He wore a blue T-shirt, tight jeans

white socks and sneakers. He was truly amazing to behold.

"Doc, do you think I could get some water? It seems hot in here." Derrick wiped

sweat from his brow.

"I'm sorry for the heat Derrick they are trying to fix it now." The doctor replied,

annoyed with the shortened version of his title. "I do have some bottled water if you think

that would help."

"Thanks Doc, I could really use it" Derrick shifted in his chair as the doctor

reached into his desk and removed a bottle of spring water. Derrick reached over for it,

took off the cap, and put it to his mouth in what seemed to be a single motion. In an

instant, half of the bottle was empty. The doctor smiled as he watched the liquid

disappear.

What was in that bottle was not just water. It was a special cocktail designed to

help Dr. Reshard incapacitate his subject. It would take about 15 minutes for it to start to

work and once it started there would be no return. Derrick would quickly loose his ability

to think clearly and he would become increasingly sleepy.

"Derrick, the coach tells me that you are not doing well in your classes this

semester and judging by the statements from your professors you seem distant and

distracted in class. The coach tells me that you aren't focused during practice. He sent

you to me to try to sort things out."

"Doc, I know that the coach is just trying to help, but I don't see how discussing

things with you will really make any difference. I don't need a shrink. I need to sort

through things myself."

The doctor knew that most of Derrick's problems had to do with his mother's

death, in a car accident last year. He also knew that Derrick did not get along with his

father, who was a strict military man. He had one brother who was a freshman at the

college and had just made the wrestling team. They loved each other, but there was a lot

of rivalry between them. He had just broken up with his girlfriend Suzanne, due to the

depression sweeping in, surrounding his mother's death.

"I agree with you Derrick. You will need to sort things out yourself, I can't offer

you any easy solutions, and no one could. I may be able to help you find your solutions

more quickly though, and sometimes it just helps to have someone that you can talk to

without worrying about how they will react."

"I guess so, but I still don't think that you will be able to help.' Derrick said as he

wiped another bead of sweat from his forehead. He was feeling a bit light headed and

hot. He lifted the drink to his lips again and swallowed the rest of the bottle's contents.

Dr. Reshard moved to remove something else from his desk. It was a candle and a

pack of matches. He placed them on the desk as he asked, "Are you game to try

something? If you don't feel a little better after this then you can go."

Derrick thought about it for a second and decided, "OK, I'll give it a try, what do

I have to loose."

Dr. Reshard struck the match and lit the candle, knowing exactly what Derrick

would lose. "Derrick I want you to focus on the inner part of the light of the candle. I

want you to keep your eyes on it no matter what you think of feel. The more you try to

think of other things the more you know you must look at the candle. You will begin to

feel relaxed as you look at the candle. The more you look at the candle the harder it will

be to keep your eyes open. Let yourself relax. That's it let everything go. Let the weight

of your day dissolve. He let Derrick stare at the candle for a few minutes." Do you feel

more relaxed?"

"Yeah" Derrick was feeling more relaxed, thanks to the drug the doctor had

administered. He slid down a little in his chair as he focused on the dancing flame. His

body did seem lighter. He seemed to be drifting. He thought that it was odd that this was

working, but he wasn't supposed to think of other things. He let his mind float. He

focused his eyes back on the candle.

The doctor continued to try to make Derrick more relaxed. He spoke frequently,

but let paused fall in between statements He increased the induction using a comforting

monotone voice he developed especially for this. "That's it Derrick, your eyes are getting

heavy...your body seems lighter and lighter...you are finding it harder and harder to

concentrate on anything but the white flame… so hard to concentrate… so difficult to

keep your eyes open…your body feels light, it feels like you are beginning to float…let

the feeling wash over you."

The doctor was beginning to get aroused and found this seductively alluring. "It

starts in your legs…moves up your body… slowly… gently. When it gets to your back it

seems to go up your spine…right to your head. You can't think…your mind is so cloudy

you are finding it harder and harder to concentrate on anything but the white flame… so

hard to concentrate… so difficult to keep your eyes open…your body feels light, it feels

like you are beginning to float…let the feeling wash over you."

The doctor went through this routine several times to make sure that he took how

of Derrick's mind. He was willing to go slowly, as he knew he would be able to indulge

in pleasure later. He could see that Derrick was almost there. "You are my boy Derrick."

The doctor stood up from his chair and moved toward Derrick.

Suddenly, the room began to spin and Derrick became afraid, but it was so hard to

think. He tried to get up, but it was so difficult to see. He could hardly breathe. He tried

to say something to the doctor; only his mouth would not form the words. Derrick fell

forward and grabbed the desk. He tried to hold himself up but he felt so weak. His

strength continued to weaken and he fell to the floor. Derrick's eyes went blank and he

lost consciousness.

Student Control, Chapter 3

When Derrick woke, he could tell that he was lying down, but his mind was still

fuzzy. His head hurt and his body ached. As his mind cleared, he opened his eyes. He was

laying face up on a steel table, which was angled slightly toward the floor. His hands

were above his head each held by a leather brace attached to the corner of the table. He

turned his head to the side and he could see there was a lab table in the room with

computer and chemistry equipment on it. He could also see that there were chemicals and

strange devices on the table. It was at this moment that Derrick realized he was naked,

except for his underwear. He looked at his exposed hairless pecs, the nipples atop them

hard from the air moving in the room, his washboard stomach and his strong muscular

legs.

He tried to figure out where he was, his head was still not completely clear. He

tried to remember what had happened, it came back to him in flashes. The office...the

drink...the candle...the doctor talking...him falling and then darkness.

He moved his hands, trying to free them, if he could just get loose. He twisted and

turned, trying to get his hands free, to get some leverage. He pulled as hard as he could

on the restraints. They wouldn't budge. He pulled again and again, each time nothing. He

was starting to sweat. This room seemed oddly hot, just like the doctor's office.

He heard someone open a door behind him and the door shut. He heard footsteps;

it sounded like a man. They came closer, and then the person stopped and spoke.

"Derrick, I'm glad to see that you are awake." It was the doctor. "You've been

asleep for some time.

"Take these cuffs off and give me my clothes, I want to go home!"

"You won't be going home yet Derrick, not until I have a little fun with you."

"What are you, some kind of sick pervert?" Derrick began to struggle again, this

time more ferociously. " Let me go, I'm not going to let you do anything to me!"

The doctor moved toward Derrick so he could see his face. "Oh, yes you will and

eventually you will learn to like it."

Derrick turned to the doctor and spat at him, his spit falling short by a few feet.

"You won't get away with this, people will start to look for me." Derrick was becoming

more and more worried about what was going to happen to him.

"No one will be looking for you, you won't be gone long enough for that. I have

all kinds of exciting plans for you." The doctor moved closer and Derrick intensified his

struggle even more. "Settle down Derrick, I don't want you to hurt yourself."

"Stay away from me!" Derrick screamed as the doctor approached. His face was

became flush and his breathing was erratic. "Don't touch me!" Derrick continued to buck

and struggle and began to kick with his legs. He was still too far from the doctor to do

any damage, but his legs being free made him feel like he could do something.

"Derrick, I think that you need something to calm you down" The doctor swiftly

moved behind Derrick and pulled a dark vial from his pocket quickly removing the cap,

which made a poping noise. The doctor tried to put his left hand over Derrick's mouth.

"What are you going to do?" Derrick shouted, quickly moving his head and

struggling to get his hands close to the doctor's arms or hands. He saw the vial in the

doctor's right hand and shouted, "Noooooooo!" as the doctor brought it closer to his face.

The doctor was able to clamp has hand over Derrick's mouth and managed to

place one finger against his left nostril. He placed the vial in Derrick's right nostril.

"Breathe deeply Derrick, it will feel good." The doctor was becoming harder in his pants

and rubbed his trapped cock against the steel table. It felt so good to subjugate someone.

Derrick continued to resist and knew that he would have to hold his breath or the

drug would get into his system. He held his breath and his face began to redden, his head

grew faint and his lungs felt like they would burst. Finally his survival instincts kicked in

and he breathed from the only available opening, the nostril with the vial shoved in it.

Immediately, Derrick's mind felt like it was on fire. The fire quickly rushed

through his chest and to his arms. Then it raced to his crotch and seemed to linger there

and finally it spilled to the rest of his body. Derrick's cock began to stir as the fire turned

to a sexual itch, slowly ebbing.

"Take another hit, Derrick, that's a good boy... relax." Derrick breathed in again

trying to get more air, but he just got more of what was in the vial. "Good boy Derrick,

breathe in deeply, that's it."

Derrick's body was in a sexual frenzy now, his cock was rock hard stuffed in his

white briefs trying to get free and every touch to his body was a wave of pleasure. He was

still shifting and moving his arms to stop the doctor, but his movements were less and

less effective and he could no longer coordinate his movements.

"That's a good boy let the drugs get into your system, it feels good doesn't it? I

think you like this, your cock sure does." The doctor looked into Derrick's eyes and

could see that the drugs were having the desired effect. He removed the vial and his hand

from Derick's mouth. Derrick moaned and whimpered "Let's see what you have in those

briefs."

Before the doctor could move Derrick mustered more strength, "No" The doctor

immediately shoved the vial back into his nose and clamped the hand back over his

mouth. This time Derrick could not resist and inhaled more of the sexually intoxicating

drug. Derick's eyes rolled back, and he arched his body as it experienced yet another

pleasuring high.

The doctor almost came at the sight of his completely helpless boytoy. Dr.

Reshard removed his hands again and took the time to adjust his hard-on while he played

with his cock through his pants. He moved to the foot of the steel table, reached for

Derrick's briefs and slowly pulled them off the drugged jock. Derrick's cut cock hit his

stomach and bounced off again to stand straight up off of his body. His body jerked at the

small amount of attention his cock was getting. It was already leaking copious amounts

of pre-cum and was a bright red color. Above his cock hung a tuft of light blond hair and

a small amount clung to his ballsack. Dr. Reshard smiled.

The doctor moved over to the lab the table and picked up a hand razor, cloth and

what appeared to be shaving cream. He came back to the bound hunk and began to apply

the cream to Derrick's balls.

Derrick moaned and tried to fight. "Whhaatt...doooinng...meee?

Nooooo...Nooooo" He tried to stop the doctor by closing his legs.

"Oh, no you don't big boy, you need a shave. I'm just trying to help, here let me

help." He pulled Derrick's legs apart and began to fondle Derrick's cock softly, slowly,

running his fingers down the shaft.

Derrick's body responded by bucking forward and moans of pleasure came out.

"Ohhhhhh...ughhhhhhh...goooooood...ughhhhhhh...goooooood...ohhhhhh."

"Good boy Derrick, that's it...good boy, relax, just relax." He slowly continued to

fondle Derrick while he applied more of the cream. Within a few strokes of the razor

Derrick had no hair left on his balls. The doctor wiped the area clean and slowly traced

his hands up and down his victim's balls. "Relax Derrick, good boy...just lay back and

relax...good boy...relax."

Derrick opened his eyes wide in pleasure and his eyes went back as his freshly

shaved ballsack was teased over and over. He moaned unintelligibly,

"uugghhhhhhh...uugghhhhhhh." His body writhed with pleasure and he began to move

his hips in a fucking motion, as his balls and cock were cruelly teased. Derrick's sexual

need grew and grew. He didn't want to do this, but he needed it so bad. He was still

trying to fight the doctor, trying to free his arms, but every time he tried the doctor would

run his fingers underneath his balls or would fondle his circumcision scar and Derrick

would loose his focus.

Dr. Reshard moved his fingers under Derrick's balls and began to touch the

sensitive space between Derrick's ball sack and his young pucker. The doctor could see

the hole pulse with each hit of pleasure, needing, feeling, and yearning. The doctor

slowly moved his middle finger over Derrick's tight hole and traced the edge sending

waves of sexual heat into Derrick's body.

Derrick panted, "Please...not there, not that...please...noooooooo." It was obvious

from Derrick's clear speech that he was recovering from the early effects of the drug, but

the pleasure enhancing effects would last long enough for the doctor to milk his stud. The

doctor fingered the hole more intensely, pushing his finger into the warm depths and

probing for Derrick's prostate gland. He wrapped his other hand around Derrick's

7"cock. He slowly began to move his hand up and down the swollen shaft, being careful

not to bring him too close to the brink.

"Arrrggghhh...please stop...don't do this...stop...please," Derrick panted as the

doctor increased the manipulations. The doctor was very close to cumming himself,

almost as close as his victim. Derrick let his head fall back again and began to thrust his

hips more violently. His eyes were filled with a hunger, a need, one that he could no

longer ignore.

"Just relax Derrick...enjoy the feelings...let them take over...just relax. That's it

fuck my hand boy, fuck it hard...just relax and let your body do what it wants."

Derrick moaned and panted harder. He was getting close and he didn't care

anymore. He just wanted to cum. He would do anything to cum.

"Derrick, tell me to make you cum...tell me to make you shoot your load...that's

all you need to do...just let go."

"No...I can't...no...not like this...no, don't make me do this...please...don't"

"Derrick, let me make you cum...let me make you shoot your load...let me make

you feel good...just let go."

"Ahhhh...Ughhh...please don't...no...please...Ahhhh," Derrick continued to gyrate

his hips and his balls began to draw close to his body, but he could not cum, the doctor

would not let him.

"Just say the words Derrick...be a good boy...tell me what you want...just let it

happen." The doctor began to manipulate the underside of Derrick's cockhead and

moved his other hand to caress has ballsack. Derrick's head moved side to side wildly, it

was apparent the doctor had won."

"Please do it...please...I need to...please," Derrick panted frantically.

"Say the words Derrick, tell me what you want me to do for you...let go...let it all

go...tell me."

"Make me cum...please Doc, make me cum...make me shoot my load...please...I

want you to make me cum."

At that very moment the doctor sped up his ministrations of Derrick's cock and

balls, working them hard. Derrick seemed completely swept up in a sexual heat.

Suddenly, Derrick began a light moan and that moan grew.

"Mmm...mmmm....mmmmm...mmmmmm....ugh...ugh...ahhhhh." Derrick shot his

load. The first load of jism hit his face, coating it in white. The next hit his chest, creating

a puddle of cum on his chest between his pecs. The final shot landed on his stomach as

Derrick fell back onto the steel table, humiliated by what he had just done. As his head

rested on the table he fell out of consciousness, exhausted by his milking.

'Good boy, Derrick, very good...and that is only the beginning." The doctor

walked away from the table, a wet stain on the crotch of his pants. He left through the

door as quickly as he came. He would return in a few hours when his boytoy had time to

recover. Then the next part of Derrick's training would begin.

Student Control, Chapter 4

Derrick woke feeling completely exhausted, ashamed and humiliated. He had

been blindfolded during his sleep. There was some kind of metal ring on his head and he

could feel leads going from it to his nipples, his cock, and to his balls. There also seemed

to be leads going to other parts as well. He could feel that his hands were still bound and

now his legs were also bound to the corners of the steel table. He had not been left much

slack, so resisting would be more difficult. The room was still hot and he could feel that

he was still completely naked. There seemed to be more mechanical sounds in the room

than before, but some of the sounds were familiar, so he assumed he was still in the same

place.

He now knew what the doctor was planning for him and he also knew that he had

to resist until someone found out that he was missing. Derrick did not know that the

doctor's plans went far past his expectations. The doctor not only wanted to subjugate

Derrick, but he wanted to control Derrick's mind and actions. Ultimately, if the doctor

was successful, Derrick would help the doctor acquire more subjects to do his bidding. In

fact he would help the doctor subjugate them.

Once again, Derrick heard the door open and close from behind him and the

footsteps came towards him.

"Derrick, I know that you're awake." Derrick did not reply. "Derrick the ring you

have on your head and the leads on your body help me to monitor your body functions, I

can tell you are not asleep."

"What are you going to do to me, why are you doing this?"

"This is the next part of your training. You'll like this even more than the first

part. The ring and wires not only help me monitor you; they will also help me to convert

you. The ring directs a pulse designed to activate the pleasure centers in your brain. The

leads are connected to devices I have put in your nipples and on your cock and prostate

gland. They inflict pleasure or pain, as I desire. After this initial training you will not

need the leads to be attached. I will be able to activate them remotely."

" You can't do this to me...I won't let you...someone will know I am gone, just let

me go!" Derrick tried to struggle but he could not move most of his body very far.

"You have only been gone six hours, no one knows you are gone. You will only

be gone another eight hours. By that time you will be under my control and you will not

care what happens, you will exist to serve me."

"Never, you sick pervert...I'm not doing anything else...you can't make me do

anything else!"

"In a few more hours you will do everything I want, tell me anything I want."

"No I won't, I'm going to fight you...you can't make me do anymore!"

"We'll see Derrick." The doctor flipped a switch on the headset and typed

something into the computer. Derrick could hear something powering up. The doctor

took a control panel into his hand no larger than a Palmpilot and began to initiate the

powering sequences.

The controls could be set to induce pain or pleasure in levels from 1 to 100. The

doctor set the controls to send level 10 pleasure and level 10 pain. He could direct where

the pleasure or pain was felt and he could set each area for different levels.

Derrick felt a tingling in his balls and on his nipples. It felt good, but this was not

going to make him do anything. His cock began to stir, but it was not becoming erect.

"Your little toy doesn't seem to have much juice Doc...I'm not going to do anything for

you."

The doctor, smiling, pressed a few more buttons. Derrick began to feel a good

sensation in his cock and it began to lengthen. His nipples were also being stimulated

more and began to tighten. The doctor now had the device sent to level 20. Derrick's face

noticeably relaxed some. Derrick was still trying to get his legs and arms free, but he had

made no progress.

" Doc, just let me go and no one will have to know about this...your're not going

to be able to do anything to me. You can't make me tell you anything."

"You will tell me about your brother, Derrick. When will you see him next?"

"You sick fuck, leave me brother alone! Do what you want to me, but leave him

alone."

"Let's start with his name Derrick, what is your brother's name?" The doctor

turned to level to 30 and pressed the button for pain. Derrick immediately responded with

cries of pain as sharp electrical pulses terrorized his nerves.

"Aaahhh...aaahhh...please stop it...no more...please...

please stop...please!"

The doctor pushed the button for pleasure. Derrick quickly relaxed, still panting

from the pain, overwhelmed with a new feeling of pleasure. It felt so intense after the

horrible pain. The doctor was pleased. Derrick responded as he had hoped. He continued

with his questioning.

"Derrick, what is your brothers name?"

"No, I can't tell you...please." The doctor's finger went for the pain button.

Derrick's eyes widened. "No...please...not again. His name is Josh."

"Good Derrick, very good. When will you see him next?"

"Tomorrow, after classes around seven. He is going to meet me after practice in

the lockerroom. We are going to have dinner afterward."

Good Derrick, just relax and everything will be fine, let the pleasure take over."

Derrick knew now what the doctor was doing, he knew he had to try and resist.

He began to fight again. The doctor smiled and raised the level to 40 on the device and

pressed the pleasure button. Derrick's head immediately fell back, his eyes closed and his

body tensed with erotic sensations floating all through his body. His dick rose stiffly,

becoming fully erect. He could not help but moan in yearning.

"No...ooohhh...ooohhh...no...so...good...mmmmmm...mmmmm....no...ooohhh!"

"That's it Derrick, let the feelings take over...relax...just relax." The doctor

increased the device to level 50. Derrick's eyes opened and his eyes rolled back in his

head as more pleasure was applied to his cock, nipples and balls. Wave after wave

washed over him.

"Mmmmmmm...mmmmmmm...noooooo...mmmmmmmm...oooohhhh...nooooo!"

"Derrick, you must not resist, you must obey me, you must do my bidding."

"No...must...not...mmmmmmmmmmmm...oooooooohhhhhh!"

The doctor moved his finger to the pain button. He did not like doing this part,

but it was necessary for the training. He pressed the button."

"No...aaaaaaaaaahhhhhh...aaaaaaahhhhhh......noooooooooo...

aaaaaahhhhhhh...please stop...please stop...please stop it...stop...please!" Derrick began to

cry, his body was covered with sweat. The doctor was winning. The doctor pressed the

pleasure button, increasing the level to 70.

"Ooooohhhhhh...ooooooohhhhhhhhh...mmmmmmmmm...

oohhhhh...mmmmmmm...mmmmmmmmm... oooooohhhhhhh!"

Next, the Doctor activated the lead that was attached to Derrick's prostate gland.

Derrick's body convulsed at the attention his prostate was receiving. He moaned

furiously and began to buck his hips into the air. His dick became wet with pre-cum as

the clear liquid erupted from his stiff steel cock. He began to turn his head from side to

side and he could no longer think clearly, his mind awash with lustful heat.

"Mmmmmmmmm...unnnnngghhhh...no...mmmmmmmm...ooooooohhhhhh...noooooo!"

"Derrick, you love your brother, you want to help your brother, you want your

brother to be happy...you need me to help your brother, to make your brother happy...I

need your help to make your brother happy."

"Noooooo" Derrick cried out. Derrick knew what the doctor was doing and knew

that it would be effective. His defenses were already weakening. The doctor smiled at

Derrick's realization.

"Derrick, you love your brother, you want to help your brother, you want your

brother to be happy...you need me to help your brother, to make your brother happy...I

need your help to make your brother happy."

"Your brother will not want this help...he will not understand your love...he will

not want to be happy. You will need to show him your love...give him this help...make

him happy."

"Nooo...not this...not josh...No...Please...no!"

"Derrick repeat what I am saying to you. You love your brother, you want to help

your brother, you want your brother to be happy...you need me to help your brother, to

make your brother happy...I need your help to make your brother happy."

' When Derrick did not respond, the doctor brought back the pain.

"Noooooo...aaaaaahhhhhhhh...aaaaaaaahhhhhhhhh... aaaaaaahhhhhhhhh...nooooooo...

aaaaahhhh...please stop...please stop...please stop it...stop...please...take it away...please!"

Derrick was sobbing, his body contorted because of the pain.

"Derrick repeat what I am saying to you. It will make the pain go away. You love your

brother, you want to help your brother, you want your brother to be happy...you need me

to help your brother, to make your brother happy...I need your help to make your brother

happy."

Derrick had no choice. He needed to make the pain go away. He began to recite

what the doctor was saying. "I love my brother, I want to help my brother, I want my

brother to be happy...I need you to help my brother, to make my brother happy...you need

my help to make my brother happy." Tears poured down his cheek as he said this. He

was made to repeat it over a dozen times.

Afterward, the pain was replaced with the pleasure. His body betrayed him once

again and his mind filled with euphoria. His limbs relaxed. His hips bucked at the air

again as he began to whimper. The pleasure was so much better than the pain.

"Mmmmmmmmm...nooooo...unnnnngggghhhhh...mmmmmmmm...oooooooohhhhhhhhh

hhh...nooooo!"

The doctor continued this cycle of pleasure and pain until Derrick was no longer

resisting him. Derrick whimpered and tears ran down his face. He felt humiliated and

violated. His will was nearly crushed and the doctor knew it.

Student Control, Chapter 5

Next, the doctor put a visor with earphones over Derrick's eyes and ears. The

visor was intended to put a patient into a hypnotic trance. It could also show video or

pictures. The earphones allowed the patient to receive audio subliminal suggestions.

Derrick did not resist at this point. The visor lit up with a seductive spinning spiral.

Derrick tried to resist looking at the spiral, but he could not concentrate. Derrick's eyes

were drawn to the center of the spiral and he felt tired, he wanted to just let go.

"Derrick, let go...look at the spiral...watch it spin...look at the center...focus on the

dot in the center. Realx, focus on the center, relax. Do you see the dot?"

"Yes," Derrick reluctantly replied.

"Look at the dot, you cannot move you eyes from the dot. Relax...allow yourself

to relax...you are finding it hard to think...you must let me help you think...you are feeling

so tired, you need to sleep...you are drifting to sleep, but you will be able to answer me

questions. You will listen to my voice...it feels so good to listen to my voice. From now

on Derrick, you will address me as Doctor Reshard when you speak to me. Do you

understand?"

"Yes Doctor Reshard, I understand." The doctor moved his finger to the pleasure

button on the palm device and pushed it again. Derrick body responded to the pleasure

and it made it difficult for him to think at all. The doctor would continue to use the

device each time Derrick responded the way he was supposed to.

"You must tell me the truth, you must obey me...it feels good to obey me."

"Yes Doctor Reshard, it feels good to obey you, I must obey you."

"Very good, boy. Now, think of how much you love your brother. Think of how

much you want him to be happy. Relax as you do as I say. Think of how good it feels to

do as I say"

"Yes Doctor Reshard, relaxed...feels good."

"Have you ever done anything sexual with another man?

"No. Dr. Reshard, I'm straight."

"Are you sure you never jerked off with a friend or played with your brother when

you were little."

"Well I did that, but I was little."

"Think of when you played with your brother, tell me what happened."

"I was thirteen. We were in our house alone and we were in my room. Josh came

in when I had just gotten out of the shower. He didn't have any clothes on. He started to

tickle me so I got him back by doing the same. We laughed and giggled and fell onto my

bed still tickling each other. We started to touch each other. We were little then but it still

felt good. We played with each other for a long time and then we jerked each other off. I

was old enough to shoot a load, but Josh just had a dry orgasm."

"Good Derrick, think about how good it felt to do that with your brother. You

liked it didn't you? Think about how good it felt. You are becoming more aroused as you

think of what happened." The doctor increased the pleasure to 100 and pressed the

button.

'Yes, Dr. Reshard, it felt good...it felt so good..so good." Derrick was smiling and

moved around more, as he became more sexually frustrated, caught in that one moment

in time. He bucked his hips trying to make contact with anything. He whimpered as the

tension built and it was obvious that he wanted to cum.

"You like feeling that way don't you? Relax...let the feelings take over. You

would like to make Josh feel that way too, wouldn't you?"

"Yes Dr. Reshard...make Josh feel good."

"Good boy, you will help me to make Josh feel good. You will help me to bring

Josh to the lab. You will obey my wishes."

"I will help you bring Josh to the lab. I will help you make Josh feel good. I will

obey your wishes."

"Good boy. Josh may not want to feel good at first. We may need to help Josh

understand. He will fight us at first, he will be confused, but you must help me to make

Josh understand. You will obey."

"Josh will fight at first...we must make him understand...I must help you make

Josh understand...I will obey"

"Good boy. You will enjoy making Josh understand...it will arouse you... the

more Josh's will breaks, the more aroused you will become."

"I will become aroused...I will help to break Josh's will...I will make him

understand."

For hours Derrick was subjected to an onslaught of suggestions from the doctor

while under hypnosis. He would help to enslave his brother. He would obey the doctor.

He could not hurt the doctor and he could not tell others of his experience. He was given

code words that would allow the doctor to control him in different ways even if they were

not in the lab. Derrick was forced to watch explicit sexual films. All featured only men.

Derrick learned to be aroused by looking at men. As long as Derrick went along with the

suggestions, he received pleasure. The few times he resisted he received intense pain.

Derrick would never be the same.

Student Control, Chapter 6

Josh sat on the bench next to his brother's locker waiting for his brother to get out

of the lockerroom shower. It was almost seven and the rest of the team had cleared out by

this point. Josh was hungry. He had only eaten breakfast so he felt anxious. Derrick had

said that he needed to drop off part of a project to Dr. Reshard before they went to

dinner. Josh just hoped that would not take long.

Derrick came out of the shower drying himself off and smiled at his brother. They

had seen each other naked often enough, so there was no discomfort. In fact, having Josh

see him this way made him feel aroused.

Josh watched as his brother dressed in jeans, a T-shirt and sneakers. They talked

about their days and what they wanted to do that night. Josh talked about the problems he

was having with his girlfriend.

Josh thought about how inadequate he felt next to his brother. Derrick towered

over Josh, as Josh was about 5'8". Josh had beautiful short blond hair and blue eyes, just

like his brother, but he did not think of himself as attractive. Instead of the hardened

build of his brother Josh had a thin toned build. He was very smart, but was soft spoken.

He felt more like a kid and less like a man, especially next to Derrick. Once Derrick

finished getting dressed they headed over to the doctor's lab. It was a short walk.

The lab was contained in what appeared to be an abandoned building. They

entered from the secured side entrance and walked down a long white corridor to the lab

area. Derrick opened the doorway at the end of the hall, He signaled for Josh to go in.

Josh had never seen anything like it. It looked like something from a movie.

There was a long table with a computer to one side. There was a steel table in the center

of the room and two pieces of equipment opposite the lab table close to the table in the

center. There were many vials and pieces of equipment on the table, most Josh did not

recognize.

"Welcome to my lab Josh," Josh turned around, startled, to see Dr. Reshard

standing behind him with a small remote control in his hand. Josh knew Dr. Reshard

from counseling he received after his mom first died in the car accident.

"Hi doctor, I think Derrick has what you need." Josh turned to look at his brother.

Derrick looked different, somehow changed. Josh actually felt afraid for some reason.

"Yes, he brought exactly what I needed." The doctor smiled looking Josh over

and Josh turned back toward him. Josh was adorable. He had on jeans a T-shirt and

sneakers. The doctor could see white socks and he was sure Josh wore briefs.

Josh didn't like the way the doctor was looking at him and how his brother was

standing in place non-responsive. "Derrick give the doctor what he needs and let's get

out of here." Josh focused his attention on the doctor, as he seemed to be the threat. He

heard Derrick move behind him and the next thing he knew his brother had him in a

headlock. Josh started to yell and tried to pull Derrick's hands off but his brother had a

tight hold on him lifting him off the ground, cutting off his air. The doctor moved close

and Josh moved his legs up to kick the doctor, he missed, but he continued to fight his

brother's hold. His brother's hold had lessened and he felt like he could speak.

"Derrick, what are you doing? This guy is a pervert, let's get out of here!" Josh

said in labored breaths as he fought. "Let me go, let go of me!"

"Hold him Derrick, bring him over to the table, let me get the cuffs." The doctor

moved swiftly as Derrick moved his fighting brother over to the steel table.

"Derrick don't let him do this to me, let me go, what's wrong with you?" Josh

gasped as he saw the leather cuffs in the doctor's hands. "Derrick we need to get out of

here...Derrick!"

"He won't respond to you, at least not verbally." The doctor moved next to the

brothers. "Derrick give me one of his hands."

Derrick strengthened his hold with his left arm and he moved his right hand to

pull one of Josh's hands down. Josh intensified his kicking, trying to get them to stop.

This cut off his air again, but it did allow him to fight.

Derrick began to feel highly aroused at his brother fighting him. His dick began to

stir in his pants and he tried to rub his hardon against his brother's back. The more Josh

fought the harder Derrick got.

Finally, Derrick got a good hold of Josh's hand and pulled it toward Dr. Reshard.

As Derrick held the hand steady Dr. Reshard put the leather cuff around Josh's wrist and

tightened it. Quickly, Dr. Reshard attached the cuff to the steel table forcing Josh to bend

into a painful position. Derrick quickly broke his head hold, moved around to the other

side of the table, and forced Josh's body to lay across the steel table. As Josh reached to

unlatch himself Derrick grabbed Josh's free hand and moved it so the doctor could place

the remaining cuff.

"Derrick, please don't do this, why are you doing this to me?" Josh tried to get his

hand free as the two men closed the cuff and forced his hand into position so the cuff

could be latched to the table. With a soft click Josh knew his hands were now

immobilized. He tried to move his hands but the cuffs were held in place tightly. He

began to kick, but Derrick moved to confine his legs. "Please stop... stop this...let me

go...you can't do this...please stop...Derrick please don't do this."

Derrick was now completely hard and he was getting even more turned on by his

brother's protests. His dick was trapped in his underwear and he could feel that the front

was coated with precum, which continued to ooze out of his dick. Each time Josh resisted

Derrick would feel a wave of pleasure cloud his mind. Each time his brother protested he

wanted to do more to his little brother. Derrick cuffed his little brother's legs to the table

the same way he had his hands. When Derrick finished Josh was completely

immobilized. Josh tried to free himself but it was obvious he would not be able to get

free.

"Derrick remove his shoes and socks," the doctor commanded. Derrick became

more excited as he removed his brother's shoes and began to take off his socks. He

wanted to touch his brother, to fondle his cock and he wanted to make Josh cum.

"Derrick don't do this, please stop, don't let him do this to us!" Josh pleaded as

his brother did as his captor asked. He could see that Derrick had a massive erection and

Derrick fondled himself whenever he could.

"Cut off your brother's shirt and his jeans," the doctor intoned, handing him a

pair of industrial scissors. Dr. Reshard could hardly contain himself. He too was hard and

rubbed his cock through his pants as he watched his slave strip Josh. Derrick moved up to

Josh's torso and began to cut his brother's shirt from his body.

"Derrick, don't listen to him, Dr. Reshard has brainwashed you, you don't want to

do this." Derrick did not even blink at his brother's explanation. He continued to cut the

fabric and began to remove it as he could. "Derrick don't do this, this guy is a monster,"

Josh shouted as his brother removed the last of his shirt, exposing his beautiful young

chest. Josh was getting scared. He began to fight harder. Derrick moved his hands to

Josh's crotch and unbuttoned the jeans and unzipped the zipper, revealing Josh's white

briefs underneath. Derrick tore open each leg at the seam, all the way to Josh's crotch.

Derrick then pulled the pants down and tore the rest of the denim off. Josh was

completely exposed. "Please stop Derrick, don't do this, please stop, you can't do this to

me!"

"Derrick play with your brother, fondle him, play with his nipples." The doctor

smiled as a look of horror rose over Josh's face.

"Nooooo! Derrick stop, please," Josh pleaded as Derrick moved his hand to

Josh's crotch and began to fondle his cock through his underwear. Derrick used his other

hand to pinch Josh's nipple and to rub his chest and stomach. Josh continued to struggle.

Derrick had never felt such pleasure. Ever time he did as the doctor instructed his mind

would fill with more and more pleasure. Every time he touched his brother he felt like he

wanted to cum.

Josh was focusing all of his attention on Derrick. He did not see Dr. Reshard

remove a small vial from his coat. He did not hear the small pop, as the top was opened.

He did not see the doctor approach from behind. The doctor approached like a wolf

carefully, purposefully. He readied the vial and in one swift move he had placed his hand

over Josh's mouth and had pushed the vial into Josh's nostril. The doctor moved one of

his fingers against the open nostril to close it and waited for Josh to breathe. " Breathe

Josh, breathe in deep," the doctor whispered in Josh's ear in a low tone. Josh tried to

move his head, but Derrick moved his hands up to Josh's face to secure him.

Josh could not help but breathe a little. As the little bit of the drug spread through

his system, Josh felt less tense and a little euphoric. He continued to try to get his head

free but the doctor and his brother were too strong. "Breathe Josh, let it in," the doctor

coaxed. Josh knew he could not hold his breath for long, so he breathed in a little more,

but not as much as you would normally breathe.

This time he felt lightheaded and he felt a little turned on. This was some kind of

sex drug he thought! "Good boy Josh, that's it," the doctor said. Josh could feel

something happening to his body. He tried to concentrate, to fight what he was feeling,

but he was already having trouble focusing. It seemed like he was getting hot. His skin

seemed to itch. As he tried to concentrate he became aware of how sensitive he was. He

wanted to be touched. It felt good when Derrick touched him. He had to fight this.

"Nooooo...Leave me alone," Josh shouted as he broke his head away from the

doctor and his brother. He began to thrash about desperately trying to free himself,

almost near tears. "Derrick help me , please…stop this, please!"

Derrick stood there looking at his brother secured to the bed pleading for help. He

moved forward again and put his hands on each side of Josh's underwear. He put his

fingers under the elastic band and slowly pulled them down to Josh's knees, even as Josh

tried to stop him.

The doctor watched silently and grinned as Derrick moved his hand to touch

Josh's cut cock. It was not hard at all at this point, but that would change. Soon that

flaccid five inch cock would extend to its' full seven inches and Josh would be one step

closer to being the doctor's slave.

Derrick moved his hand to envelop Josh's cock. He slowly began to jack his hand

up and down the shaft. Within a minute or two Josh's cock had began to harden. Josh

could not believe that he was responding in this way, it felt so good. It had to be the drug.

Derrick continued and he also began to trace the underside of Josh's ballsack with the

forefinger on his free hand. He moved his finger between Josh's legs and began the

search for his brother's hole. Once there, he gently traced the circle over and over.

Josh was getting hotter and he began to feel the more urgent need to be sexually

played with. His body was reaching a heat, his breathing became uneven and it betrayed

him by moving to meet Derrick's ministrations. He began to move his hips in time with

Derrick's strokes and he let his head fall back against the table, his eyes shut. All the

while Josh tried to break his bonds.

Josh moaned and tried to fight. "What...doing...me? No...Derrick Nooooo" He

tried to stop his brother by closing his legs. Derrick simply stroked Josh's cock more

vigorously, and Josh stopped moving his legs. Derrick continued to massage Josh's

pucker and began to inch his finger into his brother's hole.

Josh had never had anyone touch him there and began to resist again.

"Derrick…please no…don't do this," Josh cried, tears forming in his eyes. Derrick

continued to probe and Josh summoned more of his strength to resist. He began to kick

Derrick with his feet. Derrick responded by putting one of Josh's feet between his legs

and held the other to the steel table with a strap Dr. Reshard provided.

"You have more fight in you than your brother," Dr. Reshard said as he moved

behind Josh. "I like that."

Josh realized that he had to control the sexual fury taking over his body. He began

to imagine hideous things in his mind. Killing, war, starving children, crying mothers,

anything to keep his mind off of the pleasure. Slowly his mind cleared a bit and he gained

more control of his senses and body. His cock also softened and the need he felt began to

lessen. Derrick noticed the change and was disappointed. Dr. Reshard also took notice, as

Josh seemed to calm down.

The doctor moved forward, behind Josh and removed the vial from his pocket. He

uncapped the bottle and prepared to give Josh another dose. Josh was more cognizant

now and moved his head to escape Dr. Reshard's grasp. Derrick moved to hold Josh's

head steady and Dr. Reshard forced the vial into Josh's nose while he held his other hand

over Josh's mouth. Josh tried to scream, but it was muffled as the doctor's hand closed

over his mouth. For a couple of minutes Josh struggled more and would not breathe in,

but eventually his lungs gave in and the contents of the vial flooded into his lungs.

The shock was incredible. Every fiber of Josh's body seemed turned on to his

sexual stupor and his mind became consumed with the heat as well. Josh tried to keep his

mind focused, but Derrick soon returned to his work on Josh's cock and his tiny hole.

Soon Josh's cock formed a stiff erection. At the same time Derrick pushed his finger

further into his brother's ass and searched for Josh's prostate. Swollen from all of the

dick play, it was not hard to find. Derrick slowly played with his new find and Josh had

and immediate response.

"Aghhhhh! Ohhhhh!" Josh intoned as his cock grew harder and he bucked his

hips more furiously, "please Derrick…don't do this…can't …hold…Aghhhhhh!" Derrick

smiled and almost shot his load as his brother pleaded. He rubbed his cock against the

steel table his own need building. He removed his finger from his brother's ass and began

to play with Josh's balls, slowly kneading each sack. He put his head down to his

brother's crotch and began to lap at his brother's ballsack with his tongue. He also began

to lick Josh's cock, making sure not to bring Josh too close to the edge.

"Ohhh, Derrick…please…ohhhh, yes…ummmm, ummmm." Josh couldn't help

himself. His mind was overloaded with the drugs and he was getting close to cumming.

Josh was losing his ability to fight, and worse he didn't even want to fight any more.

Derrick knew that his brother was ready, but that he would need more

stimulation to cum. Josh whimpered as his brother engulfed his cock. Derrick sucked on

his brother, for a long time, making sure to pay plenty of attention to Josh's circumcision

scar, "Ummmm, ohhh, Derrick…yes,ohhhh…ohhhh, yes…ummmm, ummmm." Derrick

sped up his work on the scar and Josh whimpered more and pushed himself against

Derrick trying to make himself cum. "Ohhh, ohhh, more…ohhh, yes…unghhhh,

ohhhh….unghhhh, unghhhhhhh,unghhhhhhh!" Josh cried out as he shot a stream after

stream of cum onto his brother's face. Derrick followed by dumping a huge load of cum

in his pants. His entire crotch was wet. The world around Josh quieted and he fell to a

sleep.

Student Control, Chapter 7

When Josh woke he felt like himself again. This gave him some confidence. He

knew now that what had happened was because of the drugs he had been forced to take.

He was still naked, cuffed to the steel table and his legs had also been restrained. He now

had something encircling his head and leads went from his nipples, cock, and balls to a

machine on the lab table. He could also feel something in his ass. There were no signs of

his brother or the doctor. His brother had obviously been subjected to the same

perversions. He would need to keep his cool if he was to get out of this and save his

brother. He tried to free himself from his bonds, but they were too strong.

The doctor watched the screen of his computer terminal as he saw Josh's vital

signs rise, meaning that his newest toy was awake. He could also see on other monitors,

linked to camera feeds, that he was trying to break free from his restraints. He was going

to enjoy the next part of Josh's training more than Derrick's conversion. The doctor knew

that the best way to impose his will on Josh was to break down Josh's resistance, by

using pleasure exclusively. Josh would have little defense for this. He had already put

Derrick at the next terminal which had several screens linked to camera feeds in the lab

room where Josh was. Derrick and the doctor had clear views of Josh's face, chest, groin,

and his whole body from several angles. They could also hear Josh. Watching what

would happen next would help to bolster Derrick's training.

"Good morning Josh, how did you sleep?" The doctor knew that Josh had slept

quite well and had been stimulated most of the night with the devices that were attached

to his body. He would be mildly horny now, though he would not know why.

Josh chose not to answer and was trying to figure out what the doctor was going

to do to him. It looked like the wires attached to his body were meant to electrocute him.

Well, if that is what the doctor was going to do then he would have to try to detach

himself from his body, try not to let the pain weaken his will. It would be the only way he

could survive long enough to help himself and his brother.

"Josh you must be wondering what I am going to do to you today. Don't worry,

you will come to enjoy this therapy. The wires attached to your body will allow me to

hyper-stimulate your body. I will slowly, but surely erode your will, using your own

body's reactions, until you are no longer be able to resist me." What the doctor did not

tell Josh was that he would be feeling pleasure and not pain and that the ring circling his

head would allow the doctor to stimulate Josh's pleasure center against his will. Just

thinking about the therapy made the doctor's cock get hard. The doctor began to fire up

the machines.

Josh could here the machine start, as a hum filled the air in the room he was being

held in. He once again tried to loosen his bonds, but there was no way to get free. Josh

was helpless to stop the doctor's onslaught. He would have to rely on his will and

determination to get him through this ordeal. Josh felt mildly aroused by all of this,

though it had taken him this long to notice the feelings he was having. Maybe the doctor

was pumping a special gas into the room or maybe the wires were causing some of the

arousal. As soon as the thought had gone through Josh's mind he felt a sensation he had

never felt before. It was like his whole body was slightly aroused. The doctor had turned

on the device, which stimulated Josh's pleasure center. It was light his body was floating

and his mind became slightly fuzzy, as if he were in a dream. Josh was very surprised. He

had expected horrible pain not this never-ending wave of pleasure. He would not

underestimate the doctor again. He focused his attention on nullifying the feeling and

was able to make them subside. His body still felt warm, but his mind seemed to clear

again.

Dr. Reshard watched his monitors as Josh's pleasure center was stimulated.

Unfortunately, the stimulation was not having the effect he had hoped it would have.

Josh was fighting him quite effectively. "Josh you are an amazing boy," using the term

"boy", knowing Josh's sub-conscious would pick up on it. "I have never seen such

determination. I will enjoy breaking you even more than your brother, the power level I

am using on you now is level two, next we will try level five." The doctor adjusted some

controls, increasing the stimulation. The response from Josh was enough to make the

doctor want to shoot his load right then.

Immediately, Josh's muscles tensed as the pleasure seized his body. His face went

blank and he began to sweat as if he were in the middle of the greatest intercourse he had

ever had. He began to buck his hips and he head rolled back and went from sided to side

and his hands clenched into fists. He could not think at all for a moment. "You fuck,

what are you doing to me," Josh managed to ask as his body did as it wanted. Josh filled

himself with anger and let that dull the pleasure as he thought of what to do next. "If you

think this is going to get me to do what you want, you have another thing coming," Josh

intoned as he fought to regain his wits. His body still responded to the strange form of

torture, but his mind was still free.

The doctor allowed this to continue for almost half and hour, knowing that Josh

was still fighting him. When he thought that Josh had regained most of the control over

his body, he began the next step of his plan. "Boy, how are you feeling? It seems that you

are able to deal with what I have given you so far, so we will move on to the next step of

the process." The doctor flipped a switched and watched as Josh's nipples got hard and

Josh whimpered. He turned a dial and the pleasure given directly to Josh's nipples

increased. Josh moaned. He couldn't help himself. Josh's dick stirred at this new feeling

and he bucked his hips a little more. "I see you like the nipple play, boy, don't you." The

doctor smiled and fondled his own cock through his pants. He found this process to be

most erotic. He knew Josh did not want to feel what he was feeling, but he had no choice.

Josh felt embarrassed by what was happening to him. He couldn't control his

body and he was having a hard time controlling what he thought ever since the doctor

had stared to allow his nipples to be stimulated. It felt unlike anything Josh had ever felt

before. It felt like warm tongues were constantly caressing his nipples, playing with

them, biting them. It was erotic and relaxing at the same time, but Josh had enough of his

senses to know that he had to fight the feelings. As he thought about the fight he had

ahead, the lead to his cock was activated. It was more than he could take at that moment

and his mind went dim. His cock grew hard quickly, fully engorging with blood, pulsing

as each wave of pleasure ran up and down his cock. It was as if someone was slowly

trailing their tongue across his sensitive head, then down his shaft and then up again. It

was a hypnotic tease meant to keep the victim helplessly in lust. He grunted and groaned

like and animal and allowed the lust to take him. "Oh, ungghhhh, ungghhh, ummmmm,

ummmmm." His hips moved in time with the pulses and his eyes rolled back into his

head. His breathing was erratic now, it seemed as if he were locked into an animalistic

heat.

Doctor Reshard let Josh stay this way for almost an hour. This allowed Josh's

body to become addicted to the pleasure. It would also force his resistance to wane and

he would be physically exhausted. "Boy can you hear me? I know that you want to feel

more of this, but you must do a few things for me." Doctor Reshard turned down the

dials controlling Josh's nipple and cock torture and watched as Josh slowly came back

into awareness. Josh's cock stayed erect and his nipples were still hard. He still

whimpered and moaned a bit.

Josh's body began to cool and he could once again think for himself. Now that he

could think again he could not believe what had happened. The pleasure he had felt was

so intense and the worse part was that now that it had been diminished he wanted it

again. It felt so good to let it take his body, to give into it. He would not give Dr. Reshard

what he wanted. "Go to hell you bastard, I'm not doing anything else for you! You might

be able to control my body, but you can't control my mind! I don't know what you are

doing to me, but I won't submit to you!" Josh fought against his bonds as he yelled at the

doctor. This strengthened his will and his determination.

Josh's struggle only further excited the doctor. He continued to play with himself

and unzipped his fly to pull out his cock. He intensified his own masturbation. He turned

up the dials again and watched as Josh's lust began again. " You are such a good boy

Josh, you must listen to me. You enjoy listening to me. You like the way I make your

body feel. You are such a good boy." The doctor continued to say this as Josh tried to

fight his lust.

Josh's body was on fire again, but he still had some control. The doctor was

trying to control him and he wasn't about to let that happen. "I'm not going to do what

you say you bastard, let us go! I'm not your fucking boy, you asshole,… uummmm,

ohhhhhh, uummm, mmmmmmmm." Josh continued to fight the doctor, yelling in

opposition and moaning in pleasure. He tried to break his bonds, and it seemed like one

of them was loosing. Maybe this would be his break.

"You are such a good boy Josh, you must listen to me. You enjoy listening to me.

You like the way I make your body feel. Give into the lust, give into my will. You are

such a good boy, you are my boy." The doctor continued to say this over and over. He

also noticed that Josh seemed to be loosening one of his hands. This boy was simply

amazing! Doctor Reshard quickly might be able to use this turn of events to his own

advantage.

Doctor Reshard had been saying the same thing over and over for what seemed a

half an hour, but that had given Josh the time he had needed. Josh could feel his hand

coming loose. Now he would be able to help himself and his brother. He reached to

release his other hand.

Doctor Reshard seized the moment. "Oh my boy, you seem to have gotten free,

now lets play another game." The doctor turned off the dial to Josh's cock and intensified

the pleasure being applied to Josh's nipples. It was obvious that Josh was confused by

what the doctor had done. Josh's body was not confused. It wanted the pleasure back.

"Josh why don't you play with you cock, I know you want to, I know you want those

feelings to come back. Play with you cock boy, show me how much you want to play

with your cock, make it feel good again." Against his will Josh's hand went down to his

cock. " Take the lead wire away from your cock so that you can stroke it for me." Josh

could not believe this was happening. His hand detached the wire and wrapped itself

firmly around the center of his cock. He began to slowly stroke himself. " That's a good

boy, stroke that cock for me, make it nice and hard, you are such a good boy, relax."

Josh heard what the doctor was saying and new that something was not right.

Why was he doing this? He didn't want to do what the doctor wanted. The doctor must

have gotten to his sub-conscious. He would have to fight even harder now, but his own

hand was doing a great job of bringing back the feelings of pleasure. His dick was

already leaking lots of pre-cum. He just wanted to relax and enjoy everything that was

happening to him.

Dr. Reshard watched as Josh fondled himself. As he thought, he had been able to

reach Josh's sub-conscious. This gave the doctor a back door that he could use to subdue

Josh's will. Even better, Josh would help to enslave himself. This thought made the

doctor's cock leak pre-cum and grow tremendously. He began to play with his own

nipples and masturbated more furiously, bringing on a keen sexual high. He also flipped

another switch. This was to activate the probe sitting next to Josh's prostate. Once

activated it would latch on to Josh's love nut and could be used whenever the doctor

wished, without being attached to any machinery. The doctor also turned up the setting

for the leads on Josh's nipples to the highest setting.

Josh concentrated on fighting the feelings he was having. He was sure that he

could still fight the doctor. He just needed to get the use of his hand back. As he

concentrated he could slow down the strokes his hand made. He could almost stop them,

even though the doctor continued to urge him on. In a moment that all changed. Josh felt

something move in his ass. Then it moved again, there was a bit of pain, and then there

was pleasure. "Oh, god!" He opened his mouth wide as he gasped and he lost his

concentration. His hand began to speed up the strokes on his cock again. He also began to

pump his hips again. The pleasure was not overwhelming, but it made him want to cum

so bad. "Oh… god, what are you doing to me? Stop this!" Josh's cock was covered in

pre-cum now.

"That's right my boy, stroke that cock, work it for me, just relax, let your

frustrations go. I know you want to cum for me, play with your cock for me, make

yourself feel good. All you can think of is how good you feel, you want to listen to my

voice, you want to relax." Dr. Reshard thought that he was going to cum right then. This

was so much better than he could have imagined. He hoped all his future conquests were

this difficult. "Josh, tell me that you want to cum, tell me that you want to make yourself

shoot your load. It feels so good doesn't it Josh, stroke your cock, you want to cum."

"Oh, no… stop, I don't want to do this…stop, I don't want to do this, no!" Josh

continued to fight as the doctor said the same things to him over and over. He wanted to

cum so bad he could think of almost nothing else. He could not stop stroking his cock, he

couldn't stop thinking of how good it all felt. "No I won't do this, I won't cum for you, I

won't let you do this to me, …no!" he could feel his own will giving way to the pleasure.

The probe in Josh's ass continued to do its' work and Josh gasped as it sent waves of

euphoria through his body, over and over. "Oh no, this can't be happening…no,

mmmmmmm, oh…mmmmmmm, no! I won't do this!" Once again Josh's hand began to

slow down and he could feel his will return. For some reason the lights dimmed and then

a colored strobe light came on. Josh knew that this was a bad sign.

"That's right my boy, stroke your dick, work it for me, relax, let your frustrations

go, look at the pretty lights. I know you want to cum for me, play with your cock for me,

make yourself feel good, play with yourself, relax, just relax. All you can think of is how

good you feel, you want to listen to my voice, you want to relax, look at the pretty lights."

Suddenly, Josh's other hand was free of the restraint and the pleasure on his nipples

stopped. "Take the leads off of your nipples with your free hand boy. Play with your

nipples, excite yourself, pleasure yourself, relax, make yourself feel good, relax."

Josh's hand moved as the doctor had said, first releasing his nipples and then

beginning to play with them. He pinched each of his nipples, played with them over and

over, and rolled them between his fingers. He jacked his cock, threw his head back and

humped his hand, as he teased himself. It was nice to have the pleasure back, it was even

better that he was doing it himself, but he still resisted. "Oh, it feels so good, mmmmm!

You sick pig, you have my body, but you don't have my mind! Mmmmm…I won't

submit to you! Oh, god, oh my god, so good… oh so good! Go to hell you fuck, oh my

god!"

'Tell me that you want to cum boy, tell me to make you shoot your load, tell me

to make you cum, relax, let the feelings take over. That's it boy jack that dick, play with

your balls boy, that's it play with your nuts, make yourself feel good. Hump your hand

boy, give me that juice, tell me that you want to cum!" Dr. Reshard repeated this over

and over.

Josh was loosing his will. He wanted to cum so bad, and all he had to do was to

tell the doctor that he wanted to shoot his load. " Oh, no, no more…oh my balls, feels so

good…not my balls…mmmmmmmm….mmmmmm, oh god!" Josh was drenched in

sweat and he was pumping furiously on his dick while he played with his balls. How did

the doctor know that he liked that so much? His will was slipping further, he needed to

shoot his load. Oh god, mmmmmm…mmmmmm…mmmmmmmm, I, oh no, I

want….no!" He had almost said what the doctor wanted to hear. What Dr. Reshard was

saying to him must have been having more of an effect on him, and he didn't know how

he was going to stop. "No, I won't do this, oh no, not this…I won't do this, no!"

"You want to cum so badly Josh, just tell me what you want, tell me that you

want to cum, play with your balls more Josh, that's it play with them more." Dr. Reshard

pressed another button and Josh's legs were released. "Spread your legs Josh, play with

yourself, you know you want to cum, make yourself cum boy, play with your balls you

jack that dick, that's a good boy."

As soon as his legs were released Josh opened them wide so he could have better

access to play with his balls. It felt so good to play with them, like to doctor told him to.

He knew he had to cum, it was all he could like about now, but that would mean

submitting to Dr. Reshard. "Oh god, mmmmmm…ooooohhhh…mmmmmmm oh please,

oh please, no, oh…mmmmmm…mmmmmmmmmm, oh please I, oh I….mmmmmm, I

want it so bad, yes sooooo bad, need to cum, oh I need to cum, please,

oooooooohhhhhhhhhh, please, I want… to cum, oooohhhhhh….oohhhhhhhhhh."

"That's it boy play with your balls, relax, let the good feelings take over, that's it,

play with yourself." Dr Reshard continued to coax Josh with his sex talk. "Stroke your

dick boy, play with it for me, play with your balls, play with your nipples. Relax, let

yourself go, let the good feelings take over. Look at the lights, relax, play with yourself,

make your body feel good boy."

"Oh, yes…oh so good, yes so good." Josh continued to play with his balls and

pump his cock. "I want it so bad, yes sooooo bad, need to cum, oh I need to cum, please,

oooooooohhhhhhhhhh, please, I want… to cum, oooohhhhhh….oohhhhhhhhhh. Please

let me cum, sooo good, feels sooo good, I want to cum, please let me cum."

The doctor continued to ensnare Josh with his suggestions and the hypnotic light

show. "Josh will you do as I tell you? You must listen to me, you must obey me. If you

want to cum you must do as I say. You are my boy, a good boy. You like the sound of my

voice, you like doing what I say. Doing what I say brings you great pleasure. Look at the

lights while I talk to you, you like the lights. The lights make you feel more relaxed. You

are so horny, you need to cum. Only I can make you cum. You must obey me.

Josh listened as the doctor fed him instructions. After about an hour Josh was

wrapped in a hypnotic sexual cocoon. He would do anything the doctor asked. He and his

brother would help the doctor enslave others on campus and beyond. To seal the boy's

fate the doctor gave him what he needed.

"Josh you are so horny now, you must cum. When you do cum it will be the best

orgasm you have ever had. You will know that you are to serve me and only I can make

you feel this way. Count to ten and at ten you will have your release." Josh began to

count to himself and his body began to tense as the orgasm slowly built up in his body.

He stroked his cock more furiously and played with his balls. He whimpered as he

reached eight. It was coming. His body tensed as he reached nine, his eyes rolled back

and he arched his neck. At ten his mind and body were flooded with pleasure. Cum shot

over his head the first time and then another wave of pleasure hit him and the cum landed

on his chest, coating it with a puddle of his own jism. Then a third wave hit him and he

formed another puddle of cum on his stomach. The waves kept coming until he had shot

his load five times. Josh's body continued to tremble with tremors from his orgasm even

after his seed was spent. Finally, his body grew limp. The boy who had been Josh would

never be the same.

The doctor smiled as he watched Josh's body calm down. The doctor was coming

down from his own orgasm and put his cock away. He looked over at Derrick and saw

that he too had cum at the site of Josh's submission. Already he had plans for his two

new toys.

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