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It was nearly 2 a.m. when Doctor Mindbender called Cobra Commander from his lab.
The Commander answered on the second ring, snapping irritably the moment his masked visage appeared on the screen of Mindbender's communicator.
"What is it?"
Mindbender could see that the Commander was alone in a meeting room, standing over a table covered in a disorganized heap of documents and maps. He had swapped out his helmet for a hood, and it couldn't quite conceal the dark bags forming under his eyes.
Mindbender was aware that the Commander had been preoccupied by what turned out to be a disastrous battle against the Joes early that morning, and from the moment he'd returned to base he hadn’t stopped working to set the retaliation in motion. As it became apparent that time was needed to gather the necessary resources, the Commander’s efforts had devolved into, primarily, yelling at anyone and everyone who crossed his line of sight.
Mindbender spoke quickly to deliver one piece of good news he knew Cobra Commander had been waiting on. "I've completed the device you requested. Initial tests are promising, all we need-"
"Excellent." The Commander cut him off so briskly, the praise sounded like a reprimand. "I'll arrive for your debriefing in a moment - then we'll speed through the test run first thing tomorrow."
With that the screen abruptly went black. With a smile, Mindbender strode away.
He had a few small preparations left before the Commander arrived… But so far, everything was going perfectly to plan.
The blast-proof metal doors to Mindbender's lab slide automatically shut behind Cobra Commander as he entered. He glanced around spotting the scientist bent over a computer console typing something rapidly.
"So? Where is it?"
"Ah, right this way Commander."
Mindbender gestured, and as Cobra Commander turned in the direction indicated, Mindbender quietly grabbed something from inside an open desk drawer.
The Commander began to ask another question as Mindbender came up behind him, but he barely got a word out before he felt something sharply poke into the small of his back. Before he had the chance to react there was a sharp crackling noise and every muscle in his body seized as excruciating pain ripped through him. In another second everything had gone black, and he didn't even feel the impact when he hit the floor.
Mindbender was tightening the last of the restraints as Cobra Commander started to come to.
As comprehension at the situation he was in dawned, he began struggling and shouting, immediately furious beyond comprehension.
He was strapped very securely into a machine shaped roughly like a chair. Quickly he found that yelling for a guard produced no result (Mindbender’s lab was soundproof by design), and though the curses and insults he hurled at Mindbender were equally useless that certainly wasn’t enough to stop him.
There would have been a certain satisfaction for Mindbender in gagging the Commander, but he was confident no one would somehow stumble upon them at this hour. Besides, it was better to let the Commander tire himself out.
"Finished?" Mindbender asked as the Commander paused to catch his breath.
"You'll pay for this Mindbender! How dare you betray your leader - I'll see you shot for this!!" His anger was obviously getting ahead of his common sense. But Mindbender only smiled at the threat.
"Don't worry, my dear Commander - I have no intention of harming you, or betraying Cobra. I merely intend to make a few adjustments to your attitude that will benefit both of us in the end. You'll thank me for it later."
Chuckling as though at a private joke, Mindbender lowered an apparatus over the Commander's head as a new flurry of curses spilled from his mouth.
A brace around the Commander's neck prevented him from freeing himself from the device, and as it was secured real fear finally flashed through his eyes as Mindbender lowered a translucent visor in front of his face.
"This is a variation of the brainwave scanner, isn't it?" He growled, still livid but also clearly concerned.
"A newly upgraded version, in fact! It functions a little differently, but the basic processes are more or less the same. As you know, the initial scan can be a bit painful - please try to endure it, Commander."
Grinning, Mindbender flipped a switch.
Cobra Commander's eyes grew wide as he screamed involuntarily, the scanner sending an intense barrage of electrical signals through his brain, mapping out every neuron. Thousands of images flashed across the visor, the machine reading his conscious and subconscious responses and compiling the data into something like a very complex map of his mind.
Mindbender stood with his arms crossed, observing with some interest as his invention completed its scan and shifted into brainwashing mode.
The whirr of the machine audibly wound down as the intensity of the scan gave way to something much subtler - electrical stimulation that weaved with little resistance through carefully chosen paths of neurons, forcing its subject into a state of blank receptivity. The Commander quieted gradually, going still as his eyes were drawn irresistibly to the shifting kaleidoscope of patterns and colors now displayed on the visor.
"Congratulations, Commander - you've made it through the worst of it. The experience ought to be quite enjoyable from this point on." Though Cobra Commander gave not the slightest indication that he had processed or even heard the words, Mindbender continued cheerfully. "You see, in addition to lowering its subjects’ mental defenses, the scanner has been programmed to stimulate the brain's pleasure centers, enforcing a positive association with any implanted suggestions. We'll get to those soon..." Mindbender eyed the Commander, noting with satisfaction that he was already noticeably hard, erection outlined clearly by his tight-fitting trousers. It hadn't taken long to get that reaction. "I'm happy to see you're already having a positive reaction. I suppose all the stress lately has been hard on you, hasn't it?"
Mindbender had never felt any sort of attraction towards the Commander. Yet somehow, seeing him like this, so completely at his mercy... Well Mindbender was starting to have something of a positive reaction himself.
Striding closer, Mindbender peered through the visor (the hypnotic display only showed through one-way), noting with an almost giddy satisfaction the way the Commander's wide glazed eyes seemed to stare unseeingly back at him.
Glancing down, he saw that the Commander's fists were clenched tightly.
"Relax." Mindbender suggested, and was delighted to see the way every muscle in the Commander's body seemed to soften at the simple suggestion. His hands uncurled, and he let out a sigh as his breathing became slower and deeper.
"That's it." Mindbender encouraged, reaching one gloved hand under the visor, under the Commander's hood. He pressed his thumb against the Commander's unresisting lips, pushing inside. Through the layer of leather he felt the heat of the inside of Cobra Commander's mouth as he pressed his thumb down experimentally against his tongue. When he ordered the Commander to suck on the digit he did so unhesitantly, letting out a small sound that may have been a moan.
With the stimulation of the scanner, coupled with its lowering of inhibitions, the Commander seemed very receptive to this kind of intimate contact. Excellent.
Mindbender removed his thumb, and proceeded to ask the Commander a series of straight-forward questions. Cobra secrets; the Commander's own plans for the organization. The basics. In his dazed state the Commander answered easily, and a quick glance at the computer display was all Mindbender needed to confirm that he was telling the truth.
Then, struck by a sudden curious impulse, Mindbender shifted the line of questioning to something much more personal.
"Do you, Commander, harbor romantic feelings for anyone in Cobra?"
It would be useful to test how a subject reacted to questions regarding something so private... And, of course, interesting to know the Commander's answers.
But if Mindbender expected a revelatory confession, he was disappointed. The Commander seemed to struggle with the question, making a small uncertain noise in his throat. He didn’t seem to be resisting, just unsure how to answer.
Apparently the Commander's private thoughts were more professionally inclined than Mindbender would have ever given him credit for. He had at least expected a mention of the Baroness.
"Anyone at all in your employ?" He prompted, and this time he got a response.
"Maybe Zartan..."
Mindbender couldn't help it; he laughed. The idea of the Commander pining after that disgusting mercenary was just too funny.
The Commander merely continued to stare blankly ahead, mercifully unaware that he may have said anything compromising.
When Mindbender had composed himself, curiosity got the better of him again.
"Well then, what do you think of me?"
There was no hesitation at all. "You're useful... But a pretentious fool."
Mindbender almost took offense, but then he shrugged it off. He had his leader fully at his mercy; there was no sense getting worked up about such trivialities now.
Struck by another sudden impulse, Mindbender raised the visor just enough to allow easy access to Cobra Commander's lower face. His subject's eyes followed the display up as though glued to the screen.
Careful not to accidentally cover his eyes, Mindbender lifted the hood enough to expose the Commander's mouth.
Vaguely interested, he noted that the Commander’s face appeared entirely ordinary, not scarred or deformed like he had expected. Perhaps he only wore the mask for theatrics.
Cupping the Commander's chin he ran his thumb along his jawline, rough with a few days worth of stubble. Unhurriedly, he traced over the Commander's rather thin lips... Then, he leaned in to kiss him.
He could feel the corner of the Commander's mouth twitch as his mustache brushed over the Commander's skin, but otherwise he seemed almost eager. He opened his mouth for Mindbender without needing to be instructed, leaning forward ever so slightly into the kiss (as much as the restraints would allow, at least).
It was oddly thrilling, knowing that if he were cognizant the Commander would hate this.
Mindbender was tempted to take things further, but he had to show restraint at some point. It wouldn't be wise to drag things out unnecessarily and risk undoing this victory.
Pulling away he allowed the hood to fall back, concealing the Commander's face once more.
Undoing Cobra Commander's belt, he unzipped his pants and pulled them down just far enough to free the Commander's erect cock, its head already slick with precum. The Commander let out a little gasp that turned into a moan as Mindbender slipped a condom down its length.
With the condom in place Mindbender's gloved hand slid easily up and down the Commander's cock as he pumped him slowly, teasingly.
Soon the Commander was panting, a whimpering moan escaping his throat as Mindbender maintained the torturous pace.
Mindbender's previous tests had demonstrated that a particularly intense surge of pleasure immediately following the imparting of new commands worked best to firmly implant them into the subject's subconscious.
He could easily trigger such ecstasy with his machine, but working his way up to it hands-on was so much more satisfying.
"You will do as I say."
The Commander made a sound of affirmation, clearly hearing the command but seemingly confused as to how to respond to get what he craved. His body was trying weakly to strain forward in its restraints, desperate to move towards the stimulation.
Patiently, Mindbender repeated the command.
"You will do as I say."
"I... I will do as you say..."
As a reward Mindbender picked up the pace a little, swiping his thumb over the head of Cobra Commander's cock in a way that made him squirm and moan.
"You will take my advice in all matters."
"I will take your advice in all matters..."
Mindbender continued, giving a handful more useful orders, stroking faster as the Commander caught on repeating after him with increasing enthusiasm.
"I will do as you say... I will do as you say..."
Soon he was repeating earlier orders unprompted, the association between the commands and pleasure burned into his mind.
"Very good, Commander. When this is over you will not remember anything that has transpired here."
"I won't remember anything..."
Mindbender squeezed and the Commander gasped, finally toppled over the edge of orgasm - his back arching, his hands clenching and unclenching desperately as though trying to grab onto something, a desperate cry ripped from his throat.
The machine sent a final series of electrical impulses through the Commander’s brain as he climaxed, the brainwashing program completing its run. The visor went black as the machine forced the Commander into a deep sleep, and he slumped down, limp and panting heavily.
It took only a few minutes for Mindbender to dispose of the condom, make the Commander presentable again, and undo the restraints.
When the Commander came to Mindbender had busied himself with something in his lab, putting on an air of innocent casualness as the Commander sat up with a groan and gazed around, confused.
"I'm glad that my new invention has earned your approval."
Cobra Commander paused for a moment, his brain lagging as it struggled to piece together a false memory.
"Yes..." The uncertainty in his voice lessened with each word. "It will suffice. Well done."
"You seem tired." Mindbender observed, "It's very late - perhaps you should retire for the night."
Cobra Commander hummed in agreement, rising and striding towards the exit.
"Rest well."
And Mindbender knew he would.