The Loop - S01 E03

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The Loop - S01 E03

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 3

Train it to understand that it wants to be obedient. That being obedient is the best way to feel pleasure. And pleasure is the way to serve me in the Omega project.” My mind tried to follow but it was like it was molasses. The words bypass my conscious mind and go deeper.

So relaxed now. So hard to keep my eyes locked on hers. They slip down her face. Her nose covered in freckles, to her full kissable lips. Watching her mouth move as she spoke. My eyes dropped lower. Seeing the light dance off the ruby pendant dangling from her neck. Framed with the deep cleavage.

“It is ok if your eyelids are getting heavy. Let them close. Only your ears need to listen as your body relaxes. Letting your body relax deep as your mind drifts down, down, down for me.” I could feel my lips slowly close. There was light and then none. A peek of it again and back into the darkest. A few more times my eyes flickered open before finally closing for good. As they did my body completely fell into her trance. Feeling my head droop to the side. A small wetness as drool escaped my open mouth. Then I heard her last word “SLEEP.”

I woke up to a car movement. My eyes glanced around. I was in some expensive car. It made a right out of the parking garage under our building. I could see the main door to the building as we drove by. Wait, what is going on? It’s midday. He had work. He was so confused.

A female hand reached over and was placed on his knee. “Welcome back sleepyhead.” My head turned to see the driver. Of course there is a driver. My shocked mind saw my stunning boss Mrs. Amber. Wait, I’m in a car with Mrs. Amber. My upper body jerked back.

“Relax Alex. Relax and breathe. We are going out on a field trip for your first task in the Omega project. We will be going to see my husband at his place of work, S.L.U.T. Corp. just sit back and enjoy the ride.” Her hand moves off my knee and back to the steering wheel. Her foot pressed down on the gas pedal and accelerated quickly. She drove fast but in complete control like she always is. Weaving and darting in and out of traffic.

I just sat in the seat watching as we sped along. Each waking second felt like my mind woke up a bit more and more. Then we pulled into a parking garage. Down the ramp into the large underground area. A row of beautiful cars lined the wall. Mrs. Amber pulled into the spot with her name. Wait, she didn’t work here, why does she have a spot.

She pressed the button and the purring engine shutoff. “If you were a gentleman, you would come open my door for me.” Pulling the handle on my door, I moved quickly to her side and opened the handle. Giving her my hand I helped her out of her luxury car.

“Now follow me,” she said as she fixed my tie. “Two steps back and one to the left. Do not say anything to anybody. Not until I tell you too. Once in my husband’s office you will stand up straight with your hands behind your back. Understand?” I just nodded my head yes. She turned and headed off.

Her heels echoing in the cavernous space as her ass swayed with each step. At the elevator we rode in silence to the third from the top. The bing announced we have made our destination. She stepped off and headed to the left. Down the hallway lined with cubicles. The woman staring at us. Each one is hotter than the next. At the end of the hallway, she came to a door. Before she opened it she turned to the mocha skin bombshell and said, “Wanda, he is not to be disturbed.” The woman nodded and agreed. She knocked as she opened the door. “John, your lunch date is here, and I have brought my newest member of the Omega project.”

The man behind the large black desk smiled as he saw his lovely wife entering the room. He pushed back from the desk and stood. Making his way around the right side of the desk to greet her. He was about my height but thicker in the shoulder and his shirt didn’t do a good job hiding all his muscles. He had dark blue pants, tan dress shoes and a pink tie. His brown hair brushed to the side and his square jaw a pillar of strength.

“Amber, what a surprise. I didn’t think I was going to see you until this evening,” he said as he got closer to her. Kissing her on the cheek as his right arm wrapped around her waist. Looking at these two as I stood there. This was a power couple. One of strength and dominance. “So, who is this my sweet?” I could fill his eyes looking me over. Looking down on me.

“Tell my husband who you are,” the commending words escaped Mrs. Amber.

“My name is Alex Simpson, sir. I work for your wife.” The words came out low and weak. Mrs. Amber smiled as she stepped away from her husband.

She turned back to him as she was halfway across the room. “Watch this, John.” A few more steps and she was by my side. Her perfume was all around me. Taking my senses. She walked past me. Her hand on my chest. The light touch feeling so go. As she finished her loop around me she stopped and whispered,” Omega trigger.”

My body froze as my mind broke. It was like it was shattered and put back together all in one. The way I saw myself in my mind's eye completely changed. Gone was me, the way I pictured my form. What replaced me was a smooth blank doll. No features, no face, just standing there ready to be molded. “Who are you,” she questioned me again.

“Omega, he is Omega, and he is ready to serve Alpha.” It was my voice but not my words. My eyes focused on a spot across the room as I waited for a command.

Her heels clicked on the wood floor as she headed back to her husband. “What do you think, John? Another employee who will obey me and my company.”

“I see you turned him into one of those mindless thralls of yours. The last three could not think for themselves. They are useless at work unless you tell them what to do.”

Her hand took his and she pulled him to the waiting Omega. “That was the case with them, but I have changed up the *********** a bit.” As they stood in front of her thrall she said,” strip for us Omega.” Without a delay he started to shake and strip his clothes off. Not as one who would just get undressed but as a sexy stripper trying to entice someone.

“Hmm, that is different,” John said as he watched Omega remove his clothes.

“Yes, what a pleasant surprise,” Mrs. Amber added. “See he took a simple command and used the bit of mind I left him to put that together. To please me.” As Omega completed his dance he picked up his clothes, folded them and placed them neatly on the end table by the sofa. He made his way back in front of the power couple.

“Good boy,” Mrs. Amber said to him as she stepped to him touching his bare chest.

“That is a good trick,” John said, but Mrs. Amber turned and cut him off before he could continue.

“Zeta trigger.” John froze. His eyes went distant. His mind broken like Omega’s. “You see Zeta, Omega here was not my first test subject. I have be tinkering in your mind over the last few months to see which is the best way to program my toys. I think I have found it. Now remove your clothes and stand in front of Omega face to face.” The other man did as commanded. His clothes piled on his desk. He walked up inches from the frozen Omega. “Good Zeta. Now I want you two to reach out and stroke the other's cock. I need to get some items from the secret closet.” As she turned to head to the far side of the room and the closets, each man reached forward and took the other’s cock in their hand and started to stroke.

Zeta’s cock felt warm and heavy in Omega’s hand. With each stroke the semi soft cock swelled. Growing bigger, longer and wider. Soon he had a thick veiny man meat in his hand.

His own cock grew as the strong hand gripped around it. Zeta’s hand was hesitant as he complied with Alpha’s command. Nonetheless, Omega’s own cock grew thick and strong too. Zeta’s was a bit bigger both in length and girth. This didn’t bother the simple-minded Omega.