The Entranced Messenger

Sonic had a most important job to take care of.

In this bright new world of theirs, under the guidance of the hypnotic empress, the blue blur had indeed changed his whole mission and approach to things. Back then, when he fought Eggman, Dr. Starline and others on a near-constant basis, his life was fraught with danger and he almost never got a break due to that. As fast as he was, he was unable to keep ahead of most trouble for various reasons. His methods, it seemed, had been all wrong because right now the goddess herself had made Mobius a paradise, one with no conflict under her rule...though it did need to be watched over regularly.

He sped over mountains and hills, going forth to take messages destined for the quartermaster and for the empress herself. Problems that would arise from defective machinery, lack of resources, a need of manpower and so forth for everything to work well for everyone. A system had been put in place, centralization which made it so each and everyone's needs would be met as stated by Rouge...yet everyone had to play ball for this. They needed to be obedient, full of worship and to be reminded that they needed to revere and adore her for her deeds and her merest existence. This was one of the things that Sonic had to be on the lookout for in order to preserve peace and society as they all knew it.

Thus did he go from one village to another, visiting towns, cities, small communities and the like as he registered what was needed and anyone who somewhat was acting strangely. Be it a singular individual or a whole bunch of people, Sonic would record their name, position and then get back with his report so that everything would be in tip-top shape. Of course, he also gave away missives that Rouge wanted to see delivered, as a good messenger would take care of, but this was one of the many tasks he took pride in taking care of. As his notepad was rather full, his weekly run done with, he returned to his mistress as he entered her current palace, moving as fast as he could as she knew she did not like to wait...not that a goddess like her should ever have to.

"My mistress, there is a small amount of people in the town of Koukri in Flower Hills that has been reported to be odd, staying in seclusion. There is also some small members of the resistance that had been in hiding, yet have been spotted near Sandy Beach," Sonic began to say, keeping his gaze low in order not to ogle the one above them all, the jeweled woman who was empress to them all. To stare at her was a privilege and one that had to be granted. Some, like Silver and those in the Harem Squad had the immense privilege to be able to admire her whenever she was near...but he was not on their level and he knew it intrinsically. "And finally, there needs to be repairs to a nearby bridge in the small mountain town of Rockslide. That is all for this, my most revered goddess."

He could hear her chuckle, that small laughter causing him to tense up not from stress, but to resist the temptation to look up. She was pleased, that much could be heard as indeed the report this time around had been less eventful, which meant that things were going well. "I shall have some members of the Harem Squad dispatched to Koukri, possibly Blaze and Amy. We'll also use Surge, Vanilla and Tangle for an operation in Sandy Beach," Rouge said, not speaking to Sonic but rather to her own personal butler, Silver. Taking notes, nodding and then leaving without a word, the other hedgehog was a perfect showcase of manners and restraints, though Sonic knew quite well that he was put under trance on a daily basis by none other than Blaze herself. He himself was getting the same treatment but once per week, which made it so rebellious and incoherent thoughts sprung up on occasion. It was a nuisance, yet he dearly hoped that he'd get his fix now as he felt the weight of Rouge's gaze on him as she smirked and then spoke. "A good job, my messenger. It seems that you have earned a session for your troubles."

She clapped twice as her own genie servant, Shahra, manifested herself as the genie of the ring was at her beck and call. Reading the room, a few whispers sent to the djinn herself, Shahra nodded as she then used her magic to transport them to a secluded locale, one befit for Rouge and another person there to assist her: Wave the swallow. It was unexpected, but Sonic could not deny that he was happy that he got one more performer to ensure his mind would stay pristine, focused and obedient.

"You want me to put him in his place, mistress?" Wave said as she got close to Sonic, lifting up his chin with one of her fans as she smirked, her beak putting on display an air of superiority and confidence. Back in the days, Sonic had raced against her and had found her borderline arrogance to be a massive annoyance, yet right now he was too enamored with her look and her position to think nothing else but affection for this woman who was definitely above him. All members of the Harem Squad were such, with some of them occasionally tasked with putting him under whenever Rouge wasn't available or simply was not in the mood. "It would be my genuine pleasure~"

"Dance with me, Wave. Let us overwhelm his mind so much that he'll need perhaps two full weeks before he needs to be recharged~" Rouge said, obviously enjoying looking at the blue hedgehog on his knees, looking down as if unworthy as Wave then went on to put herself in position as Rouge clapped her hands twice once more, causing for Shahra to make a melody fill this makeshift private room. "Now look up...and let your goddess pump magnificent obedience into your very soul~"

He obeyed, for it was what one such as he ought to do. Sonic looked as Wave had opened her fan to hide Rouge's midriff as the first thing he saw was not that glorious midsection, but her gaze looking down on him with a smug yet justified smile. She glanced at him and he knew she could read him like an open book, write into his being and turn him into whichever being she wanted and he'd learn to love it...and he actually did. It was pleasurable to even stare at her as eventually Rouge lifted her arms up and then Wave twirled, removed the fan from view as she took the same stance in one swift motion. Thus did they begin to sway their hips counter to each other, moving them as far from one another as they could before then rejoining them almost for a hip kiss.

"Look at us both, drown in our beauty and let it all silence each and every thoughts you might conjure~" Rouge went on to say as they both took a step forward, getting closer to him so that he'd have to look slightly up to admire them both. The purple skin and feathers Wave possessed matched quite well with her top and pelvic curtains, the contrasts not so large to be jarring when it came to their palette choice and their bedlah. Yet as their swaying went on to turn into a sudden hip drop which shifted near-immediately to shimmies, they had no intention to just go ahead and preserve him, to take things slowly. "It's for your own good and for our pleasure...and also yours, in a way~"

How they placed their own enjoyment ahead of his own told it all as Sonic of course eyed them, finding great joy in this nonetheless. Yet this was meant to be good for them, thus his collaboration and submission was primordial as his own eyes went on to reflect their own colors as spirals. White, blue, purple and gold invested his own sight, covering everything that wasn't the two dancers as they went on to get closer to him, only to then twirl around him with their steps. They rose on their toes, twisted their hips as if hammering his mind like an anvil as he tried to keep up yet they went too fast for him to contend. All he saw was a blur of hips and bellies, of navels and smooth flesh as they sometimes came as close to brushing his face as possible which sent him a shiver of ecstasy down his spine.

"Let your thoughts out, remind yourself that we do all the thinking for you. You need only obey, submit and worship~" Wave added, her instructions clear as to what she ought to say, which tone and direction to take and so forth. She ever did put Jet and Storm under along with many others, reminding them that without her they were nothing...which had ever been true in the past and was doubly so now. To see the goody-two-shoes hedgehog falling prey rightfully to her charms was satisfying, more so than with anyone as she followed the mental link she had with her goddess as her motions were part skills, part blind obedience to her will. "Feel happy that she deign grant you such gifts, such purpose. Without us, you'd be lost, of no consequence. Worship the very ground we stand upon, slave~"

Sonic felt dazed as they switched their twists to figure-eights and then positioned themselves in front of him once again with one twirl which granted them momentum to change it all to hip circles. Once again they were asymmetric, going in different directions with the same motion so as to create a double-effect as he felt dazed and dizzy in the most splendid of ways. Everything was wavering, the background itself shifting into a spiral as he anchored everything that he was and could feel upon them as he sighed in mindless bliss. Those were the best of times, his head empty and warmth filling him as per his goddess' plan for him.

"Each spin, each second you observe make it that much more obvious that you love us, that you would follow my commands and that of those I deem worthy to take you under their charge and power~" Rouge said, reinforcing her hold upon him as despite it all, he was indeed her favorite target if only because she knew how far he had fallen, how low he got due to her irresistible hypnotic allure. The spirals formed in his eyes, a silly grin of happiness and helplessness on his lips, he was under the deepest trance as he was not resisting, hadn't been in fact for the longest time. "Your gratitude, your devotion is endless because of this, because you know how generous I have been. It is a debt you cannot possibly repay, yet one that you will honor to your last breath, formed by a sense of duty and belonging to your mistress, to your one true goddess. Now pledge yourself to me again, slave~"

"I am yours, now and forever, my mistress," Sonic said as he knew quite well what this meant. He moved on his knees, aware that he could never be on the same height level as one inherently superior to him. He got close as their hips stopped spinning, yet instead their belly rolled. As if they lured him, tugged at him with their midsections, it made everything waver yet he merely had to get closer as he went to Wave's midriff first...and kissed it with devotion and no small amount of lust. "I obey your every commands, for all eternity."

"Very good. Very good indeed~" Wave commented as she crossed her arms and chuckled, unable and unwilling to keep her smug attitude in as she loved this new position of power she was in. Even while corrupted and enthralled to the will that was her goddess', an innate part of her agreed with all that happened, which made her docile and eager to please, a very good member of the Harem Squad indeed. "But keep on talking and switch to the one above us all, slave~"

"I am yours, now and forever, my goddess," Sonic went on to continue, the words written directly inside his brain, imprinted in his soul. Thus did he kiss that divine belly and began to polish that gem of hers with his tongue, a most incredible privilege as his eyes rolled back in sheer pleasure and excitement. "Do with me as you will, as is your utmost right."

Clapping twice again, the makeshift room went on to fold onto itself as Sonic was back in the throne room, eyes spinning wildly with spirals as Wave looked at him with a smile and then left, bowing respectfully before her mistress. A silent bit of gratitude for the opportunity to hypnotize the blue blur, she had other things to attend to as Rouge merely looked at the once-heroic hedgehog as she said nothing, content to observe him for the time being while fully entranced, docile and foolishly devoted. She did have instructions for him, naturally, tasks for him to perform but she never did tire of indulging in her own work as the way he was hypnotized was a work of art. He was hers, utterly and completely...

Much like everything and everyone on Mobius was.