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The Assassin's Creator

for Catsithx

by Draconicon

Gabriela made her living as an assassin and mercenary. Whether the contract was killing people or merely scaring them until they gave up, the black and white feline was notorious among the under-dwellers of the City. The flash of her green nanite armor and the weapons that they created at the drop of a hat had made her a feared presence among anyone that could not afford to buy her off, and a more fearful one for those that tried to double-cross her. She developed a reputation for taking down anyone and anything, and made bank off it.

So, when she was asked to take down a mad-scientist that was rumored to be mixing magic with his tech, Gabriela hadn't thought twice about it. All she had to do was kill some weak little mage that might have a few decent machines. For someone that had taken down entire covens before, it sounded like an easy paycheck.

What she hadn't reckoned on was the identity of the mage-scientist, and what he could do.

"Nnngh...mmmph..."

Her armor had frozen in place, leaving her with her arms outstretched, her toes pointed, and her tail yanked up against her spine. She couldn't move, not even the slightest amount, and the weapons that she normally would have summoned to blast her opponent failed to come at her call. Nothing, not her armor, not her weapons, not her distractions, not even the conjured tools that would have helped her lack of mobility came at her call. She was little more than a helpless wretch, and she struggled to bite back the whimpers of fear that came.

"I told you, never come back unless it was for repairs," her target's voice said from the shadows.

"Nngh...I didn't..."

"I warned you."

"It wasn't...I...I..."

He was squeezing her almost to death with his insane grip on the nanites that coursed through her. Her head tilted back without her meaning it to, and her helmet fell off, disappearing before it could hit the floor.

"I warned you, and now, you are going to pay the price."

"I - ulk!"

There was nothing around her throat, but in her body, the nanites swelled, imitating a gag right down her neck. Or, worse, something - oh gods, it moved. It moved, thrusting in and out of her throat like some thug pinning her down and fucking her face as he controlled the rest of her armor. One by one, the plates popped off her body, flying into the distance before disappearing and fading into nothingness.

In short order, she was stripped completely naked, her arms lifting up as they were stripped of their protections. Her head was still tilted back, her throat still getting gag-fucked by something that wasn't even there. She tried not to think about how the nanites were adjusting around her, making her feel like there were hands beneath her breasts lifting them up to show them off, or how her legs were forced to spread that little bit further just to expose her sex for the man in the shadows.

Not that he hadn't seen it before. After all, he was the one that had given her the nanites in the first place. She should have asked more about his fucking identity; taking this contract was the biggest, stupidest mistake that she had ever made.

He stepped out of the darkness, a white lab coat the only thing that he bothered wearing. She panted as he pulled her head down, her mouth stretched over the nanite dick that wasn't even there as he looked her right in the eye.

"What have you done with everything I gave you?"

"..."

"You killed, fought, and slaughtered. Maybe you think I care. I don't. Not anymore."

"Mmph?"

"But I care that you think that you can use it against me."

"Mmmph! Mm-mm!"

"Don't lie."

He snapped his fingers, and her body moved, falling to her knees. She couldn't stop it, even when the impact made her knees click. She grunted hard at the impact, her hands moving to wrap around the back of her head as her chest was thrust forward. He grabbed her by one bare nipple, pinching it and tugging until she would have whimpered if it weren't for the gag down her neck.

"From now on, you have lost the privilege of using the nanites your way. You will use them my way."

"Mmmph?!"

"You are no longer a free agent. I can't trust you not to come back and take your revenge. So, I will keep you, like a pet."

"MMMPH!"

"And you will beg for it."

The gag slipped out of her throat, and she coughed. No sooner had she managed to get her breath back, however, than the cat snapped his fingers again. Her vocal cords stiffened, and her lips moved on their own, slowly, clumsily, but in her own voice.

"Please...make...me...your...pet."

"Hmmm..."

"Please...make...me...your...slave."

"That's better."

Her mouth closed again. She could not speak, could not even get a whimper in as he walked around her. It was like the first time all over again, except this time, he had all the power, and he wasn't going to be nice about it. He thought that she was really here to kill him, and until she had lost control...well, she was, but now, she couldn't even beg.

He reached her rear end, squeezing it, and not gently. She gritted her teeth as he pulled her ass cheeks apart, one hand going to her pussy -

"GAH!"

She gasped for breath as it felt better than her own ever had, her eyes going wide as she realized that he was fucking with her even worse than she'd imagined, pulling her attention down to her pussy with the nanites, making her more sensitive, more receptive. He didn't even have to touch her; he waved his hand between her legs, and she struggled to even stay upright as he kept teasing her, working her up further and further, her mouth hanging open as a little bit of drool ran out of the corner of her mouth.

"You...are going to be a good little..."

"...Nngh...Slave," she finished the sentence for him.

"Good."

He snapped his fingers, and she went to all fours, her arms stretching out in front of her to let her go fully face-down, ass up. Her body was no longer her own. Nothing was inside of her, but the phantom sensations of cocks that were nowhere yet filled her, stroked her, teased her. Her eyes closed tightly as she tried not to think about it, but the sensations were inescapable.

"Your body is no longer yours. I control your movements. Your sensations. And soon, you will lose even your thoughts."

"Nnngh...my..."

"Shut up."

Her jaws clicked together, and she was made to stare straight ahead. His hands - his real hands, rather than the nanites this time - grabbed hold of her hips and pulled her back. Gabriela hissed through her clenched teeth as she felt his cock back there, something that displaced the ghostly shafts that had been running over her, against her, in her other hole and between -

He thrust in, and her eyes went wide. The sheer shock and violation of being abruptly penetrated only lasted for a moment, however, as the nanites stopped adding so much extra pleasure, and instead, added more thoughts.

He feels good.

Gabriela winced, trying to shake her head but failing. She closed her eyes -

He feels right.

It was already shifting, already pushing her thoughts and fear into a different direction. Simple statements were becoming commands, walls against her thoughts, keeping them from going in those directions and keeping her from having the same sort of feelings that she'd felt only moments ago. The feline hissed as he pushed in deeper, trying to hold onto anger, or fear, or something that was not the rising feeling of this being perfectly right, perfectly normal, perfectly deserved for what she'd done.

He is your master.

Every statement was another wall in her mind, another channel for her thoughts, and every time that she ran into that wall, she was redirected to think of him differently. This...this...

Good...

Master...

Was rightfully...

Over her...

Gabriela's whimpers were slowly changing, and even as she realized why -

You like what he does to you.

She did. She did like what her master did to her. She couldn't keep her frown on, and she started smiling as he started picking up the pace. The feeling of his cock sliding past her pussy lips, the sensation of it going so deep and filling her to the brim was enough to give her a toothy smile. She rolled her head back, gasping for breath as he slid in and out, in and out, every time making her feel so good. It didn't take long before she was wanting to thrust her hips back, even if there was some part of her that wanted to do it to -

He feels right. You don't want to escape.

A double-whammy of control pushed her away from that. She wanted to stay where it felt right. Why escape something that felt so good?

Why indeed?

The End

Summary: A nanite warrior cat is caught by someone she was sent to kill and fucked over.

Tags: M/F, Cat, Feline, Mind Control, Body Control, Humiliation, Non-Con, Dub-Con, Con, Vaginal, Stripping, Nudity,