Emerald and Mercury stepped inside their temporary home, returning from a mission they had successfully completed.

"I'm pooped-" Emerald commented.

"That's what happens when we're worked like dogs," replied Mercury.

"I take it the mission went well?"

Cinder walked into the main space, greeted her returning followers. Emerald quickly snapped to attention.

"Yes ma'am! We did everything exactly the way you said."

Cinder grinned.

"That's wonderful news. Keep up the good work."

Emerald smiled, always feeling fulfilled by Cinder's praise. Yet Mercury seemed unaffected.

Cinder had yet to begin working on Mercury's willpower. While it's true, her recruitment of him was the start of the long process of bringing his mind into her will, she had yet to directly make moves to affect him. And that was largely due to being unsure of where to begin.

Emerald was a simple case. She was simple to read and therefore simple to manipulate. Some displays of love, promises of continued affection, and she was wrapped around Cinder's thumb. But Mercury was not so easy to figure out. He would require a different approach.

Mercury was clearly not driven by a desire for compassion. He wants whatever will best suit him, and he follows Cinder because she has convinced him this was the best way to get that. But that's not enough to inspire devotion. She needed to do more.

As far as she could tell, Mercury was above all interested in power. Not physical power, but the power that brings along with it personal benefits through status.

How could a person whose primary drive is pure selfishness be made into a servant?

One day while Mercury stood over the counter making himself some lunch- just a simple sandwich- Cinder took the opportunity to approach, walking up beside him and preparing some food as well.

"You've been doing well, Mercury. Don't think I haven't noticed your talent."

Mercury scoffed with a cocky grin.

"Oh, I know. I'm not worried about that. I wasn't able to beat the number one assassin through sheer luck."

He was of course referring to his father- who he had killed just before Cinder and Emerald appeared for the first time.

"Personally, I see you as being destined for greater things. Perhaps even a more important position in the powerbase."

"That so?"

"Oh yes. At least, assuming you don't begin to fail me. That would be very bad, both for your future career prospects and health."

Mercury picked up his plate of food and turned to walk towards his room.

"Well, I'll be sure to keep that in mind."

Stroking his ego was a good start, but it wouldn't be enough to get anywhere. She was simply laying the foundations of her plan.

As another day rolled around, she approached Mercury as he was exiting the bathroom, finished up with his shower. His hair was damp and the only thing wrapped around him was a makeshift towel.

"Well, well, lookie here..." She said, walking up while casually backing him against the wall. "You've been working out, haven't you?"

Mercury crossed his arms and raised a brow.

"What do you care? You going gaga all of the sudden?"

Cinder dropped her smile, giving him a serious look.

"I only pay attention to men of power. Maybe you should keep that in mind."

"Why would I want your attention?" Mercury asked, genuinely confused as to where this was going.

"Let's just say-" she started softly, reaching her arm down slowly, "There are benefits to catching the eyes of your superiors."

Cinder pressed her hand against the towel and gently took hold of Mercury's manhood through the material.

This caused Mercury to stumble back in surprise.

"But-" Cinder continued. "Only those of importance can do that. And you are not yet there."

Cinder released her grasp and slowly turned around, keeping her stare on him, before sauntering away back down the hall. Mercury watched her walk off in a loss for words.

Suddenly, Cinder immediately noticed a change in the way Mercury carried himself. Whether intentionally done by him or not, he showed far more initiative. Which all the more served Cinder's interests, of course.

A couple weeks later, Emerald was off on a solo job, leaving Cinder and Mercury on their own. As night fell, Cinder noticed Mercury sitting out on the couch in the main space and decided now was the time.

"So, I've been thinking-" she spoke up from behind, walking around the couch before taking the seat beside him. "You truly have been impressing me lately. Might someone be trying to prove their worth?"

Mercury kept his eyes on his scroll, pretending to barely pay her any mind.

"Why would you think that? I'm doing what I always do, just following instructions."

"Perhaps. But it seems to me you're on the path to better things. Higher positions of power. Is that not something you would be interested in?"

Mercury took a few seconds to think. Finally, he set aside his scroll.

"Well, of course, I'd want more power. Isn't that what we're all here for?"

Cinder had him right where she wanted him.

"Precisely. So, maybe it's time I start looking at you as someone with higher ambitions?"

"Why- so I can sleep with you, or something?"

His response threw Cinder off but she didn't let it show. Where did this come from?

"Excuse me?" She asked.

"You think I don't notice Emerald rushing down to your room most nights? I'm not an idiot. You've got her on a leash, and I'm not going down like that."

The two of them stared at each other intensely for a few moments. Mercury was her follower, but he would not swallow the pill of servitude easily.

Lucky for Cinder, she didn't expect this to be easy.

She stood up, looking over him.

"I do not want you on a leash. I don't want to keep you oppressed. Believe me when I say, Mr. Black, you are not like that fragile girl you're patterned with."

This seemed to be piquing his interest.

"I already know that, but how exactly do you mean?"

"I mean that you are strong. Strong enough to become more. Emerald was weak so I conquered her as such. You are not weak. I do not desire to have another mindless slave. I want someone who's capable, I want someone I can depend on, I want a man of power."

Cinder took hold of the bottom of her dress, lifting it up and revealing that she did not have on any sort of undergarments. She was allowing him to gaze upon her jewel.

"And with power comes great rewards," she finished.

Mercury couldn't help but stare, trying to maintain his expression of stone.

"So, what are you offering?"

Cinder dropped her dress back down, slowly approaching him.

"Let me be clear, I am not offering anything. I am TELLING you. If you want to have anything you desire, you must be respected. If you want to be respected, you must have power. If you want power, you must do as I say- for it is ONLY through me that you will find these things."

Cinder spoke with such gravity, it was impossible for him not to hang onto every word as she continued.

"Once we have achieved everything I desire, you will be free to do as you see fit, and we can only reach that point if you continue to do as I say. Potential for greatness is not the same as having greatness. You need to prove yourself. Then and only then will the world be yours."

Cinder spun around, preparing to make her exit.

"But that doesn't mean we can't have our fun beforehand..."

As she walked away, her hips swayed tauntingly, as if it were something too special to be obtainable.

Well, Mercury was prepared to show he could obtain anything, and as Cinder made her way back into her bedroom, she took pleasure in knowing that all beings- no matter how stubborn- are bendable.

For it is bend or break.

Cinder began a structured plan surrounding Mercury, all while keeping Emerald feeling satisfied. For every time Mercury impressed her with his dedication to her goals, she gave him the illusion of stepping up the power ladder.

Roughly a week after they had their big conversation, Cinder was ready to give him his first big reward.

She once again found him out on the couch late at night, occupied by his scroll. No introduction would be required this time. It was time for action.

Cinder sat herself down beside him, placing one of her legs over the other and resting her arms over the back of the couch, facing his way.

The moment Mercury looked over at her, his attention was drawn to Cinder's chest.

Her breasts were out of her dress.

"Go ahead-" she spoke quietly.

Directly to the right of the couch, just a few feet away, was the open bedroom door with Emerald sitting on her bed, also looking down at her scroll. It wouldn't be difficult for her to take notice of anything going on outside the room.

Mercury hesitated, unsure of where Cinder's intentions lie, but after waiting a few moments he reached over and took hold of her breasts.

She watched him with a grin as he fondled her chest. Tonight he would only be allowed to touch, so he should enjoy it while he could.

"I will admit-" he started, "These are real nice..."

Mercury deeply clutched her breasts, feeling the weight in his hands, moving them around like they were his playthings.

"I know they are, and I believe you deserve to touch them," Cinder replied confidently, her hard nipples brushing against his fingers.

Mercury eventually let go of his grip, returning to his previous seated position in an attempt to convey that meant nothing to him.

"Well, as nice as they are, I'm bored of them now."

Cinder stood up, keeping that grin on her face.

"Oh, of course, as that mountain in your pants clearly shows."

Cinder pointed out his bulge before once again departing from the room, leaving Mercury somewhat embarrassed.

With another week of hard work gone by, Cinder was ready to take it up a notch. She waited until Mercury was once again alone on the couch, but this time Emerald was fast asleep in Cinder's bed.

Having to sneak out of bed, as to not wake her, Cinder slipped out into the main room and sat beside him.

Mercury could feel his loins getting excited just at the realization that Cinder had sat beside him. Whether he liked it or not, he was filled with lust for her.

"Take out your cock."

She gave this firm order with nothing else to say. Mercury smirked, seeing this as a sign that she too was lusting for him.

However, she only held a lust for control.

Mercury unzipped his pants and soon enough his package was revealed, an erection slowly rising.

Cinder reached over and took tight hold of it, not wasting any time before starting to stroke.

Mercury sat back with his arms over the head of the couch, basking in what felt to him like the fruits of his labor. If Cinder wanted to relieve him like this, surely he had proven himself a person of power.

Cinder jerked his erection with no pauses, her thumb and index finger going up and down across his tip.

She gazed at him with a grin, not breaking eye contact the whole time. Not once did words break the silence. There wasn't anything that needed to be said.

Cinder could feel his cock pulsating, giving sign to his approaching finish. She didn't slow down, rather the opposite, speeding up her movements and aiming the head of his penis tilted down towards her now open palm.

"Argh-!" Mercury tightened his grip on the couch as he released the load, his cum pouring onto Cinder's hand.

Cinder kept milking him until he was completely tapped out, dropping his now empty rod down onto his leg.

She lifted up the pool of cum in her hand to show it to him, before she tilted her head back and raised her hand to her mouth, quickly gulping down the pool.

Cinder looked back at him with a satisfied expression. Mercury was nearly at a loss. He never expected anything like this to happen, but now that it was over, he wanted more.

Cinder stood up, running her hand across his head and making her exit.

"Thanks for the food~"

Mercury sat alone on the couch as she left, his penis shrinking against his leg. There had to be more, and he'd be sure to get it.

A week went by with nothing from Cinder. He didn't want to admit it, but he was now secretly hoping every night that she would approach him. He began sitting out on the couch just in the hopes that she would walk up.

However, it wasn't for another whole week later that he received a call on his scroll.

It was Cinder, telling him to come to her room.

Emerald was out of the house, away on an overnight assignment. This had to have been on purpose.

Mercury grinned to himself before hopping out of bed and making his way to Cinder's room.

He approached the room and turned the knob, stepping inside, greeted by the sight of Cinder wearing nothing but a bra.

She was facing the other way, her bare ass immediately grabbing his attention. Finally, she spun around, her same old smirk plastered across her face.

Mercury could not help but stare, examining Cinder's smoking hot body.

Cinder ran one of her hands slowly down her body, running it in front of her groin to cover up the goods.

"Do you want this~?" she asked seductively.

Mercury nodded.

"Drop those clothes."

Mercury quickly worked to remove his clothing, standing completely in the nude a few seconds lately, his aroused member pointing straight ahead.

Cinder reached out her other arm, using her hand to beckon him over. He walked over, failing to hide his anticipation.

The second he was within reach, Cinder grabbed both of his shoulders and spun them around, throwing him back onto the bed.

Mercury dropped onto his back, looking down to see Cinder crawling over him like a jungle cat, her hips swaying as she approached.

"You're so powerful- I just need to have you as my own..." She declared, staring him dead in the eyes.

Mercury gave a cocky chuckle before responding.

"I knew you wanted me."

"Oh, I do-" she quickly replied, "So much so, in fact, that I want you all for myself. I do want to share your strength with anyone else."

It was all going as Cinder planned.

Mercury rested his arms behind his head, looking up at her.

"Then show me."

Cinder lined up her bottom half with his excited tip, slowly lowering herself onto him before pushing her entrance down onto his manhood, taking him into her.

"So big~" she stated, watching his face contort as she continued pushing down until her ass could feel his thighs.

After weeks of buildup, Cinder reveled in the satisfying feeling of a completed plan, beginning to ride him.

She placed her hands on his stomach as her waist hopped up and down, her bottom lips sliding against his hardness.

"Ah- fuuuuck~..." Mercury said in pleasure, reaching out and placing his hands on her hips.

Having sex was amazing on its own- but knowing that he was currently being ridden by Cinder Fall herself was nearly too much to resist blowing his load right away.

"Mmm- You like that, don't you~?"

"You bet your sweet ass, I do."

"Emerald is such a child. It's about time I had a real man in my bed to show me a good time."

Cinder knew that putting down his partner would help make him feel more important. When in reality the both of them were nothing more than tools.

She continued making her moves, grinding down on him.

"Your body is all mine, isn't it? I can do whatever I want to it, whenever I want."

"Ah- Fuck yeah you can-"

Nothing turned Cinder on more than hearing a toy of her's admit to their inferiority, knowingly or otherwise.

"Good~ Then the only place I want the cum of yours to go is inside of me."

Mercury looked up at her face, expecting her to take it back. But her face was only one of smugness.

Cinder wasn't concerned with impregnation. Due to prior choices, getting pregnant wasn't something she had to worry too much about.

"You heard me-" she followed up, "Release alllll of it inside of me~ I want to feel it shooting into me."

Hearing that was enough to push him over the edge. He could no longer restrain himself.

Mercury's throbbing rod violently shot a blast into her womb.

"Ah-! Ah-! Fuck-!"

Mercury grunted as he ejaculated harder than he ever had in his life. Cinder could feel him releasing inside her.

"That's a good boy~..."

After waiting for him to fully unleash, Cinder carefully lifted herself off of him, her irresistible mound dropping it's tight hold, letting his penis go.

Semen dripped from her opening as she pulled them apart. Mercury appeared as if he just had his life essence drained from him.

Cinder now had both of her followers exactly where she wanted them to be.

They were her servants. Her tools. Her playthings.

As she had tricked them into thinking they had what they wanted- Cinder had been the only one to truly get what they desired.

Control.