You had started as an intern working for VoxTek, but you managed to work your way up to the bosses assistant, you never faltered.
but recently he's been... closer than usual.
You were sorting through the mountains of overdue paperwork when he appeared in a flash of blue electricity.
"Hello, Mr Vox," you say tone carefully neutral, "What do you need sir?"
he stepped closer to you, "look at me, darling," he says his voice smooth, like fine silk dragged over a knife, that tone that already has you rapt, your eyes meet his, "why-" I am are silenced when his finger pressed against your lips, "shh, no need to talk, just look," he practically purrs, his left eye spirals hypnotically, drawing you in like a whirlpool.
Your lips part in a silent o, mind and eyes locked on him, you're slowly losing the will to fight, your eyes soften as his influence penetrates your mind like sweet poison.
"that's it sweetheart, let go for me," he murmurs low and sweet, your practically melting for him, your thoughts slow down. Your resistance is rapidly fading.
"Just a little more darling, you doing so well for me," he says and your eyes finally glaze over, thoughts slowing to a stop.
The thoughtless bliss has taken over, your body goes limp.
You are utterly lost.
"There we go, such a good girl aren't you?" He says as he traces the line of your jaw slowly and gently, the sensation drowns you further in his influence.
Down deeper
Those words ring in your mind.
You shouldn't want this but fuck, you do, you need this like oxygen.
"That's it, feel the addiction, you want me, you need me, nothing else matters now, only me and this beautiful haze I can give you, only I know what you need, it's a fact to you, you will do as I say, because it's so much better to obey, you want to please me," he whispers those words, the root themselves in your subconscious like a tree.
Your eyes fluttered slightly, a sign of the incoming sleep.
He smirks slow and satisfied, your right where he needs you, Vox places his index fingertip to your forehead and utters a single word with a finality, "sleep."
You pass out asleep, his influence drowns you in a deep hypnotic trance induced sleep.
"That's good, such a pretty little thing for me... Stay asleep my dear," he purrs in your ear
And you do
You obey
Because it's all you can do
obey.
