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Content Warnings/Kink Spoilers: This is an average sized entry at around 4,000. There’s heavy mental manipulation and mind control through telepathy, age-gap “seduction” that’s actually noncon because of telepathic powers, and the beginning of a DOM/sub relationship.
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“You did good today,” Psychia told Kero Girl as she slipped an arm around her. “Your first patrol and you took down an impressive number of criminals, two supervillains, and I barely assisted in any of it. I almost feel like you didn’t need me along,” she told the girl as she led her into Freedom Tower.
It wasn’t a lie, the girl had sincerely impressed Psychia. The way she used her telekinetic powers to “hop” and “bounce” to take down foes was cute and silly, yet there seemed to be power in it. Her cute persona led to criminals and supervillains underestimating her, something they did even more when they saw her silly fighting style. Yet silly and cute as it looked the girl was a powerhouse.
She might have had it in her to succeed and last here in Megatropolis, Psychia thought, feeling a tinge of guilt about what she was planning on (and had already started) doing to the girl. She pushed the guilt away, telling herself, It’s too late now. I’ve already done too much to her mind. I’m committed. And I WANT to do this. I’ve been so good recently… I deserve a little treat.
“Aw, shucks,” Kero Girl said shyly, “that means a lot coming from you.”
That’s how you feel NOW, Psychia, but it’s not how you would have felt before I started toying around in your mind.
“Why don’t we head to one of Freedom Tower’s decompression rooms,” Psychia suggested as she led Kero Girl past the Synthomen that acted as the building’s ground floor security. “We’ve got a few set up so team members and their allies can ‘unwind’ after a patrol.”
“Well… I do feel like I need some ‘unwinding’,” Kero Girl sheepishly admitted, flushing cutely as she glanced at Psychia.
Of course she does, Psychia thought happily. Just about any woman with powers would feel the need to ‘unwind’ by working out the sexual energy they built up after a day like that. And sweet little Kero Girl is feeling it FAR worse than most would because I’ve been in her mind pushing her to get hornier and hornier as the day went on. Hell, if she wasn’t wearing a costume that was so thick I’d probably be able to SMELL how worked up the girl is.
“But I might be able to, uh, ‘unwind’ better alone,” Kero Girl went on, shrugging off the arm Psychia had wrapped around her. “I had been planning on heading to the room you’re letting me stay in here in Freedom Tower. There were some, um… ‘aids’ left in one of the drawers that I was kind of looking forward to trying out. Or there’s the gym with that handsome older physical trainer. What was his name? Alvin or something like that? I was chatting with Champion Girl last night and she said he—”
“Alfie IS a wonderful man,” Psychia said. “He’s skilled at helping the members of the Megatropolis Amazons ‘unwind’ after a mission or ‘clear their minds’ before going out on patrol. But if I’m going to be mentoring you to the point I’m treating you like a sidekick I should be the one doing the kinds of things Alfie does,” Psychia explained as she reached out and wrapped her arm around Kero Girl.
It was a possessive move that would have raised a few eyebrows if her other teammates had seen her do it. Psychia had made sure she was leading Kero Girl through parts of Freedom Tower they were unlikely to run into as she didn’t need the hassle of her teammates suspecting what she was REALLY up to with the girl.
If they grew suspicious she could just “correct” the problem by messing around in their minds, altering or even erasing memories as she needed to. She did it all the time, she just didn’t like HAVING to do it. It was messy and sometimes left her feeling like she’d done something wrong. She always convinced herself she’d had good reasons for doing it and that it HADN’T been wrong, but even so the guilt still often lingered unpleasantly.
Psychia had kept her telepathic fingers inside Kero Girl’s mind all day, subtly manipulating her emotions and thoughts every step of the way. She tried to work with feelings that were already there, suppressing some while increasing the prominence of others. But she was more than willing to implant thoughts and emotions that wouldn’t have been there without her intervention.
Because of all her telepathic prep work Kero Girl reacted just the way Psychia wanted her to. The girl grew flustered by the touch, at first tensing and wanting to pull away then flushing and submissively leaning into the older woman’s possessive embrace.
“I’m not sure that would be appropriate,” Kero Girl muttered, sounding as adorably flustered and confused as she looked. “You’ve got a position of authority over me… And you’re so much older. I mean, it’s not that you’re OLD, it’s more that I’m so much younger than you!”
Psychia smiled, laughed, and then pulled the girl in closer. “You fret too much,” she told Kero Girl, letting her arm slip from around her. She’d led them to a decompression room and was eager to get the girl inside as soon as possible. Just like the last time Psychia had gotten the girl alone she waved her in then used the control panel next to the door inside to shut down the security cameras in the room and lock the door so there was no chance they’d be overseen or interrupted.
There had been no need for Psychia to use her powers to ensure Kero Girl didn’t notice what she was up to. She knew the girl would be distracted and entranced by the decompression room when first stepping into it.
“Oh, wow! This is… this isn’t what I expected,” the girl muttered, sounding like the sight of the room had made her flush the same way Psychia’s advances had. “It’s part lounge and part… uh… ‘intimate’ space.”
Psychia turned around, grinning like a predatory animal about to pounce on its prey. “I know you’re fretting over letting me help you unwind after today, but assure it, it’s a normal thing between members of the team and the other heroines we team up with. Why else would we have these decompression rooms that are as much lounge as they are sex dungeon or love hotel?”
It was a mostly true statement. That WAS the purpose of the rooms, and the members of the Megatropolis Amazons often used them with the independent heroines of the city after teaming up with them. But doing so with heroines so much younger and inexperienced, especially so soon after taking them under their wing, would have been at least frowned upon by most. The main issue was that it would have looked like Psychia was taking advantage of the naïve, inexperienced girl.
Well, they’d be right to be worried it looks like that because I AM taking advantage of the sweet, sexy young thing, Psychia thought happily.
Kero Girl was still standing open-mouthed in awe and shock staring at the room. It gave Psychia time to sneak up behind her and take her by surprise. “You need release and I’m going to help you get it,” she told the girl in a soft, domineering bedroom voice as she grabbed Kero Girl and spun her around.
The girl let out a cute, soft gasp of surprise. The innocent yet sexy sound drove Psychia into a barely restrained sexual lather. She pushed on the girl’s mind, ensuring she remained awed, overwhelmed, and submissive. It allowed the taller woman to pull her in and up as she leaned down to kiss her. The girl, swept away by the heat of the moment, closed her eyes and stepped onto her toes to lean up into the kiss.
Psychia stopped with their lips so close they could feel the heat of each other’s skin. “So sweet. So innocent. Burning with need and desire. Like a burning flower, ripe for the plucking. I’m going to pluck you, girl, pluck you and burn away all that cute innocence…”
She then pulled Kero Girl up into a kiss. The girl’s lips parted, her mouth opening as Psychia’s tongue invaded her mouth.
Psychia knew there was little need to keep telepathically manipulating the girl as they kissed. She’d spent all day pushing her to be hornier and hornier while filling her with a painfully desperate need for sexual release. She’d subtly pressed down on her desire for male attention while swelling her desire for female attention enough that the latter surpassed the other for the first time in the girl’s life. The heat of the intimate space being revealed after already using her position of authority to badger her into near sexual submission was all enough to ensure Kero Girl would have let Psychia do nearly anything she wanted.
But that wasn’t enough for Psychia. Things rarely were, especially when it came to passion projects like this. She kept a tight hold of the girl’s mind as what started as a deep, breathy, passionate kiss turned into an endless wet moment of domination and submission. She swelled Kero Girl’s desires, pushing to make her feel even more submissive than she already did. This wasn’t just going to be a kiss that would sweep the girl off her feet, it would shake her to her erotic core and make her question why she’d spent so much of her life lusting after men instead of women.
By the time their lips parted Kero Girl was standing limp in Psychia’s arms, breathing heavily with her cheeks burning and her eyes heavily hooded. “Oh my,” she said in a soft exhale between heavy pants.
“Nice?” Psychia asked, pushing further on the girl’s mind to ensure she got the answer she wanted.
“Yes,” Kero Girl whispered, so emotionally and sexually overwhelmed by the moment she could barely move.
Good, but not good enough, Psychia thought. She wanted more. She ALWAYS wanted more. She was going to take the girl, but it wouldn’t be enough. She wanted the girl to be submitting to her from the first moment, not just because she wanted it but so she could begin planting the seeds of what she planned on turning her into.
“Yes, ‘Mistress’,” Psychia told the girl firmly. “When we’re being intimate like this you will call me ‘Mistress’. You will do what I say when I say. If you’re a good girl I’ll reward you. You’d like that, wouldn’t you?”
A day or two ago the offer would have probably repulsed the girl. She wouldn’t have wanted a relationship where she gave up that much power, not with a man and especially not with a woman. But Psychia had been implanting little seeds that were already sprouting in her psyche. The idea intrigued Kero Girl and in the heat of the moment with the promise of reward she eagerly agreed.
“Yes, Mistress,” Kero Girl replied, feeling herself swoon as the words came out of her mouth. “Take me. I’ll be a good girl, I promise. But can we dim the lights before we begin? I’m not all that comfortable having my body exposed in front of others…”
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Kero Girl had needed to lean against a nearby couch when Psychia had let go of her to go dim the lights. Her heart was racing. Her womanhood throbbed, aching with a wetness she wasn’t used to. She’d never been turned on like this, not for a woman. She supposed she’d felt some attraction for women since her powers activated, but it had never been something strong enough to notice in any meaningful way.
This was new. This was different. This intense overwhelming lust for the sexy older Latina woman was making her question everything she thought she knew about herself. As she watched Psychia move across the room to the control panel by the door she swooned.
She’s like a goddess, she thought. So tall and with that perfect body her skimpy costume shows off so well. Slender with such long legs, her full ass and those perfect breasts looking all the better thanks to the way those heels make her stand. How could I not have noticed how stunningly, mouthwateringly sexy this woman is? I want her so bad it hurts. I want to submit to her so she can take me however she pleases. I want her to kiss me like that again then do things to me.
The specifics of what things Kero Girl wanted her new mentor to do to her were vague in the girl’s mind. She’d never put much thought into how two women would have sex. Would it be all hand stuff and oral sex? That couldn’t be it… She was suddenly a little ashamed she’d never spent any time thinking about it, especially having seen so many heroines in training hooking up at The Academy. She’d always been so interested in men… Why bother wasting time fantasizing about women?
“Is that better, little darling?” Psychia asked as she dimmed the lights low enough that they’d be able to see just good enough to move around the room without stumbling into the furniture.
“Yes, Mistress,” Kero Girl told her. She’d felt overwhelmed by everything happening with the lights on. The dimming of them helped her handle the heat of the moment better. She might not know exactly what would come next but was certain the first step would be getting out of her costume. She never liked to let anyone see her naked body, especially during sex. Because sex with a woman was so new she wouldn’t have been able to endure it in proper lighting no matter how badly she’d wanted it.
“Well then, little darling, let’s get started,” Psychia said as she made her way through the dim of the room like a shadow of lust coming to strike Kero Girl.
Kero Girl gasped then giggled in excitement when the older woman grabbed hold of her and pulled her up into another kiss. Once more the girl surrendered to the kiss, opening herself submissively to the woman while going limp in her arms.
This is so confusing, Kero Girl thought as she let Psychia lead her in the passionate, lingering kiss. Overwhelming. Unlike anything I’ve ever experienced. And it is all so amazing!
“I’ve wanted you from the moment I saw you,” Psychia told Kero Girl when their lips parted. “Wanted to feel your body. Wanted to strip you out of this costume and find out what kind of body you’ve got under here. To feel your ripeness then get a good taste of the ripest parts,” the woman told her as she worked to get Kero Girl’s costume off.
She’s so skilled and confident, Kero Girl thought. She’s getting my costume off so quickly it’s almost like she’s done it before. No boy I was ever with could undress me so quickly and feel me up in ways that turn me on so much as they did. I can feel the desperate greediness for my body men would have, yet it’s so different coming from her… Does it feel so different just because she’s a woman? Is it because I’m being so submissive and her so domineering?
As Psychia stripped and felt her up Kero Girl’s mind got stuck on the submissive and dominating roles they had taken on. They’d trained them at The Academy on what would happen if a foe got the better of them. They’d had classes on how to “submit” to criminals, especially supervillains, and use feigned defeat to regain the upper hand. They’d been taught and even practiced a little how to use their sexuality as a weapon.
She’d never liked those classes. Her supercharged libido made it so a good fight left her hornier than she could have imagined before her powers activated, but she hadn’t been like most of the other heroines in training. She hadn’t enjoyed giving in recklessly to that need for release and ‘submitting’ to another. She’d preferred to keep it under control and wait till she could release the bent-up sexual energy with a partner she was on equal footing with.
Kero Girl had THOUGHT she’d gotten good at controlling her sexual needs. But one day of patrolling the city and fighting real criminals had left her realizing none of the training at The Academy had prepared her for what the real world would do to her body.
Submitting felt better than she’d imagined it would. Perhaps submitting to someone unwillingly would be as distasteful as she had always thought it would be, but CHOOSING to submit? That was amazing.
Perhaps it was because she was submitting to a woman. Once the thought was in her mind it refused to go away, reinforced by the feel of Psychia’s hands on naked flesh. The woman was still peeling off Kero Girl’s bulky costume, but enough of her soft, thick, nubile young body was exposed for the woman to start indulging in her most private of places.
The ways she’s touching me… So desperate and hungry, and those greedy sounds of carnal excitement she’s making! Like when I was with boys as worked up as I was, but totally different. Even though her gropes are greedy there’s a softness and sureness no man ever had with my body. She knows how to touch a woman, how to make her want it even as she’s doing it just for herself… Is that just because she’s so much older and sexually experienced or because she’s a woman and knows a woman’s body in ways no man ever could?
A thought from earlier returned to her mind. Was it because she was being so submissive to a woman? Was THAT what was making this the hottest sexual experience she’d ever had even though it had just begun?
And if submitting to a woman is this hot how hot would being the dominant half be? The thought had been so clear in her mind it had felt almost like someone else speaking in her mind. Like an idea being forcefully planted in her mind, an idea that would grow slowly then bloom into something that would consume her.
Yes, Kero Girl thought as Psychia peeled the last of her costume over. I need to enjoy this to its fullest. Let this woman dominate me, teach me the joys of submissive sex with another woman. Learn everything I can from her… And then one day maybe try flipping the tables and become the dominant party with a female partner. Not Psychia, never her. But someone I could feel natural dominating… Another young heroine. One I’m stronger than.
Once Psychia had Kero Girl naked she spun her around and bent her over the back of the couch the girl had been leaning against, reaching under her to cup her overlarge breasts. “My oh my, little darling, what big soft heavy tits you’ve been hiding in that costume of yours.”
Normally the words would have ruined the mood for Kero Girl. She was a bit uptight about attention to her breasts. Oh, they were plenty sensitive enough and she enjoyed having them played with during the heat of sex, but she never enjoyed it when attention was brought to how big or heavy they were. Yet in Psychia’s skilled hands, in a WOMAN’S hands, she felt nothing but joy.
“They’re all yours, Mistress,” Kero Girl moaned out as Psychia played with her breasts. She was quickly left panting, amazed the woman could make her feel so hot just from playing with her breasts. Once more she was left wondering why this was working so well for her. Was it just because Psychia was so much older and more experienced than any of her previous partners? Was it because she was a woman? Was it because of how submissive Kero Girl was being and how domineering Psychia was acting?
When one of Psychia’s hands abandoned a breast Kero Girl let out a whimper of frustrated longing. “Don’t stop,” she whined. “Please, Mistress, I— Oh!” She stopped complaining as soon as she realized Psychia had pulled the hand away so that she could slip it between her thighs. “Oh, yes Mistress, touch me there,” she moaned indecently as the older woman’s fingers found her pussy.
A few moments later she had her face pressed into the arms braced against the backside of the couch she was leaning against. She gasped and moaned as Psychia’s fingers did wonderful, amazing things to her pussy. Kero Girl had moved from masturbating with her hands to using sex toys as soon as she could get a hold of them, always preferring penetrative ones. She’d not imagined having a woman working her sex with just her fingers could feel so good… Psychia wasn’t even penetrating her, just teasing and rubbing.
“Please don’t stop Mistress,” Kero Girl gasped out, certain she was close to getting off. “I’m going to cum soon!”
“Mmmm, what a wonderful thing to hear,” Psychia purred as she leaned over Kero Girl so she could whisper the words into the girl’s ear. The added closeness of the woman’s body pressed into hers was almost enough to push the girl over the edge, something Psychia seemed to know based on how she eased up just a bit as though choosing to keep the girl from cumming yet. “But my little darling doesn’t get to cum without permission, understand?”
“Yes, Mistress,” Kero Girl moaned out before biting her arm to keep herself from getting off without permission. “May I cum, Mistress?”
“Soon, little darling,” Psychia told her. “And only a little when I give you permission. We can’t have you weakening yourself. We’ll need to patrol again tomorrow. I’ve so very much to teach you… And after another hard day of fighting crime I’ll have even more to teach about how heroines help each other ‘cool down’ after a long day of crime fighting. You’ll be my submissive little toy, and I’ll be a giving dommy mommy who takes such good care of my good girl.”
Kero Girl squirmed, squeezing her thighs tight as she struggled to keep from cumming. She squealed in delight and frustration while biting her arm to hold off just a bit longer, hoping her ‘dommy mommy’ would give her permission to cum soon.
“You may cum now, little darling,” Psychia purred, speaking so her voice was breathy into Kero Girl’s ear. As she did this she slipped two fingers into the girl’s sopping wet hole, the sudden and unexpected penetration feeling better than any man’s hard cock entering her ever had.
Kero Girl screamed into her arm, cumming hard and long as Psychia thrust her fingers in and out of the girl’s cunt. All thought of not cumming too hard was forgotten, all that mattered was the unleashing of sexual need and the explosion of pleasure. She wasn’t in charge of that pleasure in the moment, Psychia was. She felt it was part of her submission to the woman. The woman knew what she was doing and would lead Kero Girl through her orgasm making sure it was as intense as it could be without draining her powers too much.
Just HOW the woman knew how to do that wasn’t clear to Kero Girl, and afterward as she lay leaning against the couch and panting in post-orgasmic bliss she didn’t care. Her dommy mommy knew just how to take care of her. Tomorrow her mentor Psychia would help her learn how to be the best superheroine she could be, and afterward her dommy mommy would teach her how to be the best submissive sapphic slut she could be. It wasn’t what she’d expected when she’d arrived at Megatropolis, but now that it was happening she couldn’t imagine wanting anything else.
Anything else except… what? Something else, something more… It wasn’t clear in her mind, only a seed that wasn’t sprouting yet. Something pushing at her thoughts, growing into something that would change her. Whatever it was she’d figure it out later. For now she was her dommy mommy’s little darling who NEVER wanted to go back to men and that was all that mattered.
Philo Hunter Erotica 
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