The tribute of the Cabin Boy

She felt excited for her new project.

Hyrule had been a very lucrative venture for Risky Boots, a challenge into its own right with new methods, vast landscapes and a great many unknowns, yet her gains had been more than worth it. No rival in the form of a pesky half-genie, a wider success over a land filled with riches and opportunities, more mysteries and people to conquer than in Sequin Land...it was altogether a very fun and lucrative little experiment, especially due to the fact that she had been attempting one new method which proved to be massively satisfying and efficient: hypnosis.

Her spiral-bra, stolen from the Hypno Baron, had been magically-charged and meant that she could use her two sharpest weapons, her looks and her wits, to any battle as she had succeeded in bringing in two elements that worked alongside her, seeing her as a literal goddess to be obeyed above all else. One of them was their queen, one known as Zelda who despite her power had fallen to her spell, now making sure that any troop movements or treasury would be easy to plan for, essentially making the ruler of these lands a bimbo completely at her service, granting her tribute in the form of excellent food, wine and riches beyond measure. All that she had wanted, in the palm of her hand as she could fill her coffers and then some with the very best, enjoying her success as some terror and secret ruler to these buffoons, with but very few offering resistance. It wasn't, however, the most prized acquisition of hers as it came in the form of the second element itself: their champion, Link.

To say he was handsome, strong and decidedly very capable would be underselling it, as he was their best soldier and most talented adventurer, yet with more than a few sessions of the spiral-bra he had succumbed to her power, now lusting and serving her in all sorts of ways. His memories, his heart, even his soul were subjected to her whims as the warrior that he was had been turned into a cabin boy, a pretty man here to obey her commands and adore doing so, worshiping the very ground she walked upon as she was his everything now by design. Conquering him had been her greatest achievement, the very best experience so far thus why she kept on returning to it time and time again, never letting him wander far off inside his own ship or wherever she'd roam. However, as much fun as this was...she become a bit bored.

Risky was someone who loved to plan, to show off her intellect and devious nature, never quite idle for too long and after a good while of these continuous successes she tried to think of ways to stimulate herself and then it hit her right on: the best fun she ever had was corrupting the champion, Link. To see his bravery, his might, his own nature fall into lust and depravity, into humiliating yet blissful servitude had been the highlight of this whole journey and to try to recapture it time and again would prove to be fruitless...yet as she knew there were other worlds, her own random happenstance of how she came to Hyrule in the first place giving her an idea.

There might just be other versions of Link.

The short version of a long saga was that Link was the descendant of many heroes and that there were many, many versions of Hyrule as the scientists at the Akkala and Hateno research labs explained. All of them were subservient to her, their curiosity leading them into the spiral-bra's hold as their genius would serve her interest, the ancient Sheikah technology capable of wonders. Magic and science converged to make it so they could get her wherever she wanted, but they'd need samples of things to look for, of a specific place or person to look for as Risky had fortunately brought Link along, like she always did. Either for a quick session of lustful worship or for the privilege of seeing the champion in sumptuous getups, he was never quite far as she went inside the tent she had brought along, not quite desirous to sleep in those dusty labs nor spend too much time there. As she approached him, he was on her knees, close to a bucket of ice filled with Zora wine bottles, set on a carpet next to a few comfortable pillows as she stood before him, towering over her cabin boy with a smirk on her face.

"Your goddess and mistress has need of you, slave~" she said, not needing much of anything else to introduce herself as she saw that he had changed his outfit, following her command to ever be presentable and sexy whenever she'd arrive. Not needing to push up the charade of him being the champion, he was clad in a style very similar to that of Sequin Land, yet one worn by those known as the Gerudos in Hyrule. A shawl and veil combo to hide his more masculine features, a green top with frilly blue adornments on the bottom part, puffy blue sleeves, a purple sirwal and some green and gold slippers, all making him look more like a woman than a man, proving that his androgynous nature could be especially seductive given how he rocked that outfit. Looking more like a belly dancer than she ever did, Risky had even taught him how to seduce her with certain moves, turning him into her entertainer more than a few times, which always pleased Link because obedience brought him bliss inside his empty mind. "And you will enjoy it thoroughly~"

She always enjoyed teasing and going for a more honeyed, mischievous tone whenever she talked to him. He was ever attentive, eager to listen and to obey as his eyes ever softly and subtly displayed the red and yellow spirals of her top, a very clear indicative of his addiction and her hold over him. He was looking at her, possibly with a silly grin beneath that veil, yet that element of mystery gave her some thrill as Risky opted to leave him in this outfit for now, if only because he truly did look magnificent in it. His eyes, however, told the story of his own expectations and hope as they ever darted toward her breasts while his own manhood stood at attention, a small bump in his sirwal telling the whole story of his unbeatable arousal, the fruit of a great many amount of inductions and programming. She smirked at this as she could see him tense up, eagerness building up as he hung on her words, more than ready to do anything she wished him to.

"Soon you will be joined by others in your servitude and I want you to be ready for it...to prepare yourself for something different yet very pleasant~" Risky began to say, slowly getting to the subject matter as she activated her spiral-bra, the eyes of her skull top glowing and showing off those red and yellow swirls that never converged. They spun around and around, immediately making it so Link's gaze was locked upon them as this was second-nature to him at this point. There was a part that knew she did not have to explain anything, that she could just command and he would obey, but where would be the fun in that, she thought. The excitement of making him eager to be corrupted even further was still very much alive, especially now, as she moved her hands to her breasts to squish them a bit, to tantalize him into hypnotic depravity once more. "I will want you to soon teach others in how to best serve me, to worship and adore my being with all their heart...just like you. It is an important task and I would be very happy if you were to get in the right mood...like how to feel when your goddess is hypnotizing you, for starters~"

Link felt tremendous excitement as his vision began to hyper-focus on her abdomen, to her chest down to her midriff as she began to sway those sublime hips, beginning a performance that he knew would be literally mind-blowing as his eyes widened, accepting this influence once more while his erection began to grow. His penis twitched, more than ready to spurt out at any moment given that he was ever eager and allured by the merest thought or actual glimpse of his mistress, yet the occasions in which she mesmerized him, rewrote his memories and self were far too pleasant to be ignored. He knew all too well that she would do whatever she wished with him, which was the point and something that they both adored, with him feeling a lot more relaxed and limp as he sighed in pure happiness.

"Very good. You know how to relax, how to adjust your stance and how to keep your gaze locked onto your owner...but you will have to encourage others to do just that, and not exactly random people either~" Risky continued as her dance took on a more sensual and playful approach, one step forward closing the gap between the two as Link began to lean back, his stance changing so that he could take a better eyeful of his gorgeous queen. Her sways turned into waist gyrations and hip circles, slow and languorous before they turned quick and wild, ever stretching her stomach while she shimmied her shoulders in order to make her chest wobble a bit. The spiral-bra was steady, not too fast but certainly not slow as she controlled it at will, aware that she could melt his mind very efficiently right there on the spot by going much, much faster with the red and yellow. This wasn't the point, however, as she wanted him to listen, to focus and to be there to see his proper and downright indulgent reaction to her announcement. "I will soon pick up either ancestors or variants of yourself and then add them to my harem. A plethora of Link's, all ready to serve their mistress alongside you...Your whole history and lineage completely at my mercy, under my power. It sounds amazing, doesn't it?"

Link couldn't quite fathom thinking anything negative about whatever Risky did or said. His trust and love for her, his faithful worship was solid and unbreakable as her own excited and mischievous tone meant that this was an amazing development, that she was pleased and this caused him, alongside her sexy and hypnotic performance, to feel deep arousal. His penis twitched at the thought of so many versions of him getting to serve her, for his devotion to be strong enough to pass through time and space, through dimensions as he breathed heavily while his manhood was standing tall and proud, a huge bump in his sirwal indicative of his reaction to her announcement, which made his mistress smirk in approval.

"I have found yet one more thing that you can tribute and offer to me, your past and future as dictated by the flow of time...and all you need to do is to feel excitement for the idea, for me to own even more of you~" Risky stated as indeed she did need something in particular for her plan to succeed. An impatient part of herself could have flown in at any moment, overpowered her indulgence with an impulse and get it done with, but her own love for teasing and dominating her slave was much stronger as she took one more steps while doing a twirl and then a hip drop, causing for her spiral-bra to be out of sight for a moment before it came back into view, going a little faster now. Her arms up in the air, she crossed her wrists and looked down on the pent-up cabin boy as she then did a few belly rolls while softly and gently arching her lower back, putting more emphasis on this part of herself for this hypnotic dance that she had done so many times and seemed to improve on each and every time. "Imagine it, let visions of dozens of versions of you kiss my belly in submission, dancing for me, letting themselves be hypnotized by the spirals as they rewrite each and every one of them to be just as happy and fulfilled as them. Put yourself in their position, about how you'd need to make this come true with your benevolent guidance~"

Flashes of past events, of previous inductions and messy moments of incredible pleasure rushed through him as Link projected himself now, his own thought-process at the complete mercy and under the ultimate control of his mistress. He saw a harem of himself, all dressed like him, on their knees and bowing before Risky who sat on a throne, smirking and hypnotizing them all through her chest. The red and yellow was both overtly invading each image, yet also subtly projected through each of the Link as his own manhood felt as if it was on fire right now, his arousal peaking as pre-cum leaked out, staining his sirwal which was just what Risky wished to see, making her chuckle.

"I need your permission and approval for this, of course...But you know how you cannot refuse me anything, how I've given you purpose and bliss through it all and that you owe everything that you are to me...So really I know that I can take it whenever I want and that you'll offer it to me...Just like they soon will too~" Risky teased again, her malicious smile turning into an evil-looking little smirk as she took one more step forward, her midriff very close to his face as she shimmied her hips in an overwhelming fashion while her top began to spin at a maddening pace, this move being a killer climax which would lead to this exact result for the cabin boy as her hands went down and then framed her hips with grace and teasing sexuality. "So offer me your complete collaboration, control over your history and lineage so that you will further belong to me, to your rightful goddess. You can do that by succumbing to the temptation...Cum for your mistress to agree, my sweet slave~"

Right there Link couldn't resist any longer, the approval of his natural reaction making it so he bucked his hips forward, his body tensed up and his seed was erupted against his pants in one long string, then another and so forth. It was a messy, dirty kind of climax as his sirwal became sticky and stained...yet he couldn't stop himself as the spiral-bra and her dance, two elements which had claimed him many times in the past, provided for more fuel to his dedication and devotion to the sublime Risky Boots as he only wanted to please her...and if he came then he'd actually satisfy her demands. This created a loop in which it felt good to surrender...and it was good to do exactly that. He had never quite reached such an orgasm before, yet the many sessions where he had been edged, conditioned to seek pleasure through both contact, commands and approval made it so he simply couldn't remove the idea in his head that obedience was pleasure, that hypnosis was sexy and that he was entire slave, always looking for ways to make her happy. If cumming meant that he'd give her all that she wanted and more, then he'd be more than happy to let his burning satisfaction sully himself. His orgasm lasted for a while as eventually it died down while her spiral-bra began to slow down, then to deactivate itself as Risky had stopped dancing altogether.

"Your efforts are noted, my cabin boy. Thank you~" Risky said, this little moment of gratitude tinted by a more mischievous side of herself as she knew for a fact that just commanding him to cum could have lead to the same results...yet it was so much more enjoyable like this. To make him half-understand the price, what she sought and to make him crave it was absolutely wonderful as the scientists needed some essence of the place or being they'd be tracking...and what better than something that comes directly from the person itself? "Now remove your sirwal and bring it alongside you...And see your mistress off to new world. Worry not, I'll soon be back and you'll be on training duty in no time~"

With his own seed she'd find his other versions as the scientists extracted what they needed and portals were opened. Plans were formed, accessories and more were available as Risky was excited, downright eager to start as she was just as excited as her own slave to have a menagerie of Link's to corrupt and own. This was the next big step in her career, she felt, one that hypnosis had lead her to as she licked her lips in anticipation, her destination awaiting as she changed her garment to that of a fortune teller...

Something that would fit in quite well in a world touched by twilight.