Ada Wong Controlled (Patreon)

Ada Wong had a task to do, and set out to complete it. But a piercing ring began to sound inside her head. Unbeknownst to her, her brain had been implanted with a mind control chip; and that chip had just been activated.

"That sound, it's.. like it's being drilled into my head... Can't get it out... Hard to.. think... Must.. obey... Must be barefoot... Must.. present my soles..."

​As the high-pitched frequency leveled out into a rhythmic, pulsing thrum, the last flicker of Ada’s defiant spirit extinguished. Her eyes, once sharp and calculating, lost their focus, crossing as her pupils dilated into a vacant stare. The sophisticated spy who always had a plan was gone, replaced by a vessel awaiting instruction.

Resistance was futile. Ada's mind stood no chance against the powerful chip, eliminating her own thoughts and filling it with orders that would be obeyed without hesitation. Removing her signature heels, she sat and displayed her bare feet, arms outstretched in front of her like a puppet on strings.

​With her soles pressed forward and her body held in a rigid, hypnotic pose, she felt a strange, artificial calm wash over her. Every muscle in her body locked into the prescribed position, her fingers splayed and arms trembling slightly from the intensity of the chip's override.

​"Submission... complete." she droned, her voice devoid of its usual sultry confidence. "Awaiting next command. Ada Wong is offline. The asset is ready."

​Under the red glow of the room, she remained perfectly still; a living doll stripped of her will, waiting for the invisible hand of her master to pull the next string