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It was common for the senior members of the Megatropolis Amazons to mentor young superheroines newly stationed in the city. Their team leader Archbaroness took on these duties more than the others, but other members of the team did as well. Even Psychia, a powerful telepath who normally functioned in a support role and rarely entered the field with the others, was often asked to help mentor young heroines.
“Only when they have telepathic powers,” she always told Archbaroness, claiming it was the only power she felt qualified to help train. “But since they’re the only ones I feel able to mentor you better send ALL the baby telepaths who get stationed in Megatropolis to me.”
Like so many things she told her fellow superheroines her reasoning for wanting to mentor every newly arrived telepath was a lie. She was a woman with secrets, deep dark secrets she couldn’t let anyone discover. Over the years she’d become an expert at hiding them, all while using her powerful telepathic powers to better manipulate those around her without them knowing.
Other telepaths could potentially expose the world of secrets she’d built for herself. Even a young, inexperienced telepath could be a threat. Their powers could lead to them digging into the wrong minds where they might discover suppressed memories or stumble upon triggers and compulsions Psychia had planted in their minds. Or worse, they could be strong enough to reach into Psychia’s mind and discover all her dark, perverse secrets!
This was the real reason the sexy Latina superheroine made sure she was there whenever a new superheroine with telepathic powers entered the city. There to “mentor” them while feeling out how powerful their telepathic powers were. If they were weak she’d place a few subconscious compulsions and triggers to keep them from causing problems then let them go on their way. But if they were strong, or even had the potential to become strong? Then Psychia would need to deal with them before they caused her problems.
Perhaps as she was mentoring them they’d “accidentally” run into a foe the young heroine had no chance of escaping. Psychia would, of course, manage to get away. But the poor young heroine? No one would ever know what happened to her…
Or maybe as Psychia mentored them they’d see what the life of a superheroine was REALLY like and “decide” this life wasn’t for them. They’d “choose” to retire, leaving Megatropolis nearly as soon as they had arrived.
Sometimes terrible things happened to telepaths that didn’t pose a threat to Psychia and never would. It was hard for her to stand side by side with a sexy young woman and not manipulate them and the world around them to ensure perverse, humiliating, degrading sexual things happened to them.
Like so many evil things she did she rationalized it away. She was so good so much of the time… What was the harm in having a little fun with a heroine no one would miss?
And then there were the passion projects she’d sometimes take on. Young women who had just enough potential as a telepath to be molded into something special while not posing a threat to her. That’s what Kero Girl would be, one of Psychia’s passion projects. A doe-eyed, naive young heroine that Psychia decided needed to be molded into something VERY different. Psychia wouldn’t dispose of the girl, she’d corrupt her and turn her into something she never would have become on her own.
* * *
It was fiendish infatuation at first sight. Psychia had never seen a superheroine who looked so cute and in need of corrupting. Kero Girl was a Japanese American girl whose pretty, round facial features were almost sickeningly cute. The young heroine’s cuteness was dialed up even higher by the ridiculous costume she wore. It was a green, padded, full-body suit that included a comically cute half-cowl that made her look like a frog.
A mental probe of the girl’s mind revealed that before her Power-Gene had activated the girl’s body had been nearly free of any feminine curves, but AFTER her powers kicked in the petite girl’s body had first filled out then grown exaggerated curves that left her plump ass and newly enlarged breasts looking indecently oversized.
Diving deeper into Kero Girl’s mind Psychia was able to discover that although the girl had embraced and even indulged in the super-charged libido that came with an active P-Gene she’d never gotten used to the attention her new body got. She often looked at herself and felt disgusted, thinking she looked more like a character from the hentai manga she used to shame-read than a proper woman.
While going through superhero training at The Academy she’d struggled with the form-fitting, skin-tight full bodysuit all the heroes in training had to wear. When it had come time to design the costume she’d wear after graduation she’d jumped at the chance to choose something that would help hide her “indecent” body, using her lack of enhanced physical toughness as an excuse to include thick padded armor in the costume that helped mask her true body shape.
Seeing how cute the young heroine was had been enough to leave Psychia determined to give this one special attention. Someone so cute needed something extra perverse to happen to her. I have to make a special project of this one, she’d thought as she went through the motions of their initial meet and greet, all while secretly rooting around in her mind. I need to keep her talking while I dig deeper into her mind…
What Psychia discovered in the girl’s mind nearly led to her losing all self-control. She struggled not to flip a switch in the girl’s mind and take her right then and there.
It would have been easy. Kero Girl had latent telepathic powers but she’d spent her time at The Academy barely exploring their use and instead focusing on her telekinetic powers. She hadn’t even bothered to train how to use her telepathic powers to defend herself from other telepaths.
Psychia was able to quickly determine that the girl had the potential to be a powerful telepath, yet not one who could threaten her especially if those powers were fostered in the right direction. What I DON’T teach her while mentoring her could be as important as what I DO teach her, Psychia thought as the beginning of plans for the girl started to form in her mind.
The girl’s sexuality became her focus as she dived ever deeper into her mind. Even though Kero Girl wasn’t comfortable with the body her active P-Gene had given her she’d more than embraced the super-charged libido that had come with her superpowers. The girl had been shy and sexually inexperienced before her powers but by the time she’d left The Academy she’d fucked more men than she could remember.
But only men, Psychia thought, her interest further piqued. Nearly every woman with powers became bisexual regardless of what kind of sexual attraction they’d felt before their P-Gene activated. It was common for lesbians who had never felt a twinge of attraction for men to turn into drooling cock addicts or for the straightest of women to be left aching to have their face shoved in a woman’s cunt.
She’s felt attraction for women, Psychia discovered, but it’s been so overshadowed by her cock lust she’s barely noticed it. That’s something that NEEDS to be played with. No, not just played with… That’s something that needs to be the focus of this little project I’m about to take on.
As their meet and greet continued the vague plans forming in Psychia’s mind were taking better shape. “I see great potential in you,” Psychia told Kero Girl. “Your telepathic abilities need to be explored further. You’ve practically ignored them. You might THINK your telekinetic powers are more useful but you’re wrong. How would you like it if I did more than just a little mentoring? How would you like it if I took you on as my sidekick for a time and gave you my full focus till your telepathic powers were fully developed?”
Before meeting Psychia Kero Girl had been eager to get out on her own and start making a name for herself. The sweet, cute girl had only come to the meeting with Psychia as a polite courtesy as Kero Girl had little interest in her latent telepathic powers.
On top of that she didn’t think much of Psychia. Her contributions to the Megatropolis weren’t well known by the general public and from what Kero Girl HAD heard she was left thinking Psychia was a bit of a coward. She wanted to be a superheroine who got out there and took the initiative to fight crime in the streets, not someone who cowered in a base and rarely got her hands dirty fighting street-level crime.
At least that’s how she felt before Psychia got into her mind. The moment Psychia began probing Kero Girl’s memories she also began tweaking how the girl thought about her and their potential mentor/mentee relationship. Psychia suppressed some emotions and opinions while planting and increasing others. By the time Psychia had finished diving through the young heroine’s mind Kero Girl’s opinion of Psychia had completely changed.
“I’d love to be your sidekick for a while,” Kero Girl said with cute, innocent excitement. “I’ve always been a big fan of yours and was SO excited when I found out you were the superheroine I’d be meeting with today,” she told Psychia, believing the false memories the powerful telepath had planted in her mind.
“First thing we need to do is go in here,” Psychia said as she led Kero Girl to a secluded meeting room few in Freedom Tower ever bothered to use. After waving Kero Girl in she stopped at the control panel by the door, quickly activating a security override that would lock the door and turn the security cameras in the room off so there would be no evidence of what she was about to do.
Psychia turned to Kero Girl, unable to keep from flashing a predatory smile at the girl. She’s cute and wholesomely sweet. Even if I hadn’t already been messing with her mind getting her alone would have been easy, the girl’s far too trusting. Megatropolis would have eaten her up. She’d have ended up meeting some kind of dark end within the month if not sooner. Whatever I’m going to do to her is going to be a favor that will lead to her surviving longer than she would have otherwise. Yes, I’m not preparing to commit an act of evil here, I’m doing a GOOD thing!
“Um… Is everything okay?” Kero Girl asked, taking a step back as she looked at Psychia anxiously.
Psychia took a few steps towards the girl, enjoying the way Kero Girl anxiously took another step back from her. I almost wish I hadn’t turned the cameras off so I could play back a recording of this later, Psychia thought. Me in my skimpy sexy black costume, my heels making me even taller than her than I already am. That ridiculous frog suit makes her cowering even more delicious. She’s a cute, young thing who can tell something is wrong but doesn’t understand how much danger she’s in.
“Yes, Kero Girl, something IS wrong,” Psychia confessed. She raised a hand and ran her fingers through her long brown hair in a motion she hoped the girl wouldn’t be suspicious of. “See, you’re in danger,” Psychia told Kero Girl as she pulled her fingers out of her hair and placed her pointer and index fingers on her temple. “You’re in a LOT of danger,” she added with an eager, evil sneer as she blasted a powerful telepathic attack into the girl’s mind.
Kero Girl stumbled back letting out a pathetic, confused whimper. For a moment she looked as though she might collapse, but Psychia used her powers to take control of her body and keep her upright.
“Let’s whammy that brain a little more,” Psychia said, keeping her fingers on her temple to better focus her powers. “I want your mind off. So empty I won’t even have to wipe your memories of this when I’m done because you won’t have had brain function to register any memories.”
Kero Girl whimpered in pain as her eyes rolled up into her head. Her mouth fell open and her head lolled to the side. Once drool started to run from the corner of her mouth she was left looking like she’d been lobotomized.
“There we go,” Psychia said with a satisfied sigh as she lowered her hand. “You know, if you’d bothered training your latent telepathic abilities even a little that telepathic attack might not have knocked you silly so easily,” Psychia told Kero Girl as she stepped up to her.
“Such a cute thing,” she whispered, stroking the girl’s cheek with the back of a finger. “So sweet and innocent looking, that indecent body of yours hidden in this silly costume of yours. How about we get rid of it so I can get a proper look at your youthful goods?”
She lowered her head as she once more telepathically gripped the girl’s mind, taking control of her motor functions to make her strip out of the costume. As Kero Girl was made to undress Psychia backed up to give her some space, leaning against the table in the middle of the meeting room.
“That cowl first,” Psychia told Kero Girl. “I want a clear look at your WHOLE face.” She shook her head as she puppeted Kero Girl into removing the cowl, annoyed by just how cute the girl was. “You’re even cuter with that off. And green hair! You committed to the silly, cute frog persona, didn’t you? I even saw in your mind that you use your telekinetic abilities to ‘hop’ at unnatural speeds and to impressive heights when you fight. We’ll have to work on that, I’m sure it’s cute in action but eventually I’ll mold you into something a little more to my liking.”
Once Psychia was making Kero Girl wiggle out of her bulky costume she went on. “I want to take my time with you. I– God, looking at those fucking tits,” she moaned, leaning further back and spreading her legs open so she could put a hand on her crotch. “Mine are good sized but they look small compared to those,” she moaned, rubbing at herself through her costume as she imagined how embarrassing what she was being made to do would be for the girl if her higher brain functions were on.
“You really are built like one of those pervy hentai girls. Like a basement-dwelling creep’s wet dream, only standing here in the flesh. I wonder what one of those creeps would do to you if they were here and I wasn’t? You, your brain turned off, standing there naked and totally defenseless. That luscious, thick body just begging to be taken advantage of…”
Psychia leaped to her feet and grabbed Kero Girl. She spun the naked, mind-drained heroine around and pulled her hands behind her back. “Keep your wrists together,” she told Kero Girl. “Like they are bound in rope,” she added, knowing the words wouldn’t process in Kero Girl’s mind.
That didn’t matter. Psychia was speaking for herself, not so Kero Girl would hear her. She didn’t need the girl to hear her, her brain was off and Psychia had full control of her body. But she liked going through the motions of speaking to her and making her react as if she understood. It made the violation of her mind and body all the more enjoyable.
And with her brain off and no cameras recording this it’s like it isn’t even happening. It’s not a monstrous, evil thing I’m doing. It’s just a little harmless fun. Far less bad than what might have happened out there in the city if I’d just sent her on her way without deciding she’d be my special project.
Psychia took her elbow-length gloves off and tossed them on the nearby table. “Let’s get a feel of these,” she purred as she pressed her body into Kero Girl’s back while slipping her hands around the girl’s body to grab her breasts. “Mmm… They feel even bigger than they look. Meaty, dense, heavy. Unnaturally perky but with just enough sag to them to prove they’re real. Tits only a woman with powers could have.”
Her fingers found the girl’s nipples and began to play with them. Kero Girl moaned in response, drooling more on herself as Psychia rubbed and pinched at her nipples.
“I might have turned your higher brain functions off, but I’ve left your base instincts intact. Seems you enjoy having your nipples played with more than most! I’ll make note of that for future use… Now let’s get you nice and worked up before I bend you over that table and inspect your backside.”
“Listen to those cute yet oh-so-lewd moans,” Psychia said as she nuzzled the back of Kero Girl’s head. “You even sound like a pervy hentai character. I could see the appeal of keeping you like this. Seeing someone so cute being defeated and used by some hulking brutish male supervillain? Used like a living sex doll. Degraded. Abused. But no, I’ve got some better ideas. This innocent cuteness needs to be corrupted NOT soiled.”
She took a step back, letting go of the girl’s overlarge breasts so she could run her hands down her sides. As she neared Kero Girl’s waist she shifted her hands, moving them behind her then bending the girl over the nearby table. “Look at this deliciously big fucking ass,” Psychia said as she patted Kero Girl’s backend.
“But it’s not your big ass I’m interested right now,” she told Kero Girl as she slipped a hand between her thick thighs. As she spread the girl’s legs open she said, “It’s your pussy. I want to see how wet that nipple play got you. I could have used my mental control over your body to make you so wet it would feel like a slip and slide down here, but I want to find out your natural response to what I’ve been doing to you…”
Psychia shuddered in delight as she rubbed at the girl’s cunt. “So. Fucking. Wet,” she moaned. “And slid in so easily,” she added with an evil cackle. “A perfect blank canvass of carnal delights. And so many hang-ups to play with,” she added, remembering how the girl had chosen to keep her indecent body hidden from the world.
“Yet in private… I saw once you’re alone with a man you want you’re a lot less shy, even if you still prefer to keep the lights off so you don’t feel your partners’ eyes on your body. Hands are fine. And dicks, oh how you love a dick in you! But I think we need to change that,” she declared as she fingered the girl, enjoying the sounds of her soft moans of pleasure.
“Yes… So cock hungry you’ve been able to ignore the attraction to women your powers brought. It’s almost like you don’t even feel that attraction. I think I want to flip that on its head, make you so pussy hungry that you’ll forget all about cock. It would be interesting to turn cute little Kero Girl into a sick little pervert who only fights supervillainesses in the hopes they’ll defeat and sexually dominate her…”
Psychia moaned lewdly as she continued to work the girl’s sex. She finger-fucked her, positing herself behind Kero Girl so she could grind into her backend at the same time.
“No,” she muttered, abandoning the idea she’d been playing out in her mind. “No, that’s too simple. I want to make you a masterpiece. You’ve got these latent telepathic powers that I can do so much with… Setting you up to lose to supervillainesses won’t give me a chance to make use of those powers. But what if I took you in the other direction… Yes! What if I turned the adorably cute little frog girl into a lascivious, vicious, domineering supervillainess obsessed with defeating and sexually humiliating superheroines?”
Her hips were going wild as she played out the fantasy in her head. The fingers in the girl thrust in and out hard and fast as she worked the girl ever closer to climax. “Mind fuck you so hard I turn you into one of the most perverse lesbian supervillainesses this city has ever seen!”
The idea excited her so much that Psychia got off before Kero Girl did. She had to control the intensity of the climax. Cum too hard or too often and she’d depower herself. Her powers would recover, but she didn’t want to risk having to leave Kero Girl like this for too long. The longer she left the girl’s brain off the harder it would be to turn it back on and make it so she didn’t realize something had happened.
She’d gotten off and she now had a goal, yet she wasn’t ready to begin turning the girl’s mind back on. “I’m not a monster,” Psychia told Kero Girl as she pulled her fingers out of her. “Since having my way with you was enough to get me off I need to return the favor.”
Psychia dropped to her knees, placing her hands on the girl’s plump ass and spreading her cheeks open. She shoved her face into the girl’s backend without hesitation, opening her mouth then hungrily eating the girl’s ass.
She’d already been deep in Kero Girl’s mind so she could puppet her body. Since she was already there it was a simple thing to flip a few mental and physical switches to ensure the feel of a woman eating her ass was something that drove her wild. And not just now, it would be a permanent change to Kero Girl. From that point on few things would get Kero Girl off as easily and quickly as a tongue working her asshole.
After bringing the girl to climax Psychia pulled away, sighing contentedly. “And so it begins, I’m already taking the blank canvas you’ve provided and started turning you into an erotic masterpiece.”
As Psychia got to her feet she held the two fingers that had been inside Kero Girl to her nose. “Although you were already an erotic masterpiece, weren’t you?” Psychia said after closing her eyes and inhaling the scent of the girl’s messy arousal. “I’m just taking what the world has provided and making something better.”
She patted Kero Girl’s ass. “And now it’s time to get to work. Gotta puppet you back into that stupid costume then do the work of turning your brain back on and making sure you don’t think anything odd has happened. I think I’ll take you to the Room of Dangers and tell you I want to see how you can handle some training exercises. Really, though, I want to see how much that small orgasm I gave you has weakened you. It will help me feel out how careful I have to be having fun with you while I play all my mind games and remake you into a perfectly evil cunt-obsessed supervillainess!”
* * *
“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…”
* * *
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.
* * *
“Are you sure this is the right place?” Kero Girl whispered to Psychia. “It doesn’t LOOK like a supervillainess’ lair. It doesn’t look like it’s anything.”
“That’s kind of the point,” Psychia told the young heroine with an amused chuckle. “And yes, I’m sure. When we fought Domino the other day I got a brief glimpse of her hideout in her mind. It’s taken me a few days to look at pictures from around the city and find places that match what I saw. Now that we’re here I’m CERTAIN this is what I saw in her mind.”
“Oh. I guess that makes sense,” Kero Girl said.
I suppose it does, Psychia thought, but it’s mostly not true. Ripping the location of the nasty, young villainess’ hideout out of her mind was easy. Controlling the sexy but vicious little thing was almost as easy. She’s young and lacking almost any mental fortitude, the perfect villainess for little Kero Girl to practice her telepathic powers on. And even more perfect to carry out some of my OTHER plans…
She had to turn away from Kero Girl so her sidekick didn’t see the evil grin on her face. This is some of my finest work, Psychia thought proudly. Everything with the villainess Domino had been orchestrated by her. Their run in, the inexperienced villainess ‘defeating’ them just long enough to ‘get away’. Even what was about to happen when they entered the young villainess’ hideout was prepared through mental triggers and subconscious programming Psychia had left in Domino’s mind.
And since our run-in with Domino the other day I’ve been toying around in Kero Girl’s mind, making sure my lovely little project is wildly attracted to the villainess. She HAS to be for what I have planned next to work the way I want it to.
“Okay,” Kero Girl whispered, “this is Domino’s hideout. We SHOULD have kicked her sexy ass— er, kicked her butt the other day. She only beat us because she sneaked up on you then got a lucky blow on me when I was distracted by her a- er… I was distracted, that’s all that matters.”
No you weren’t, Psychia thought. I MADE you ‘trip’ into a punch she threw then grabbed your mind and made you think it nearly knocked you out. My Little Darling doesn’t even remember it happening that way now. As I’ve made her insanely attracted to Domino I’ve changed her memories so she thinks she was distracted by the young villainess’ ass. She DOES have a nice, perky, firm little ass, but Kero Girl didn’t notice till I MADE her notice.
“You seem distracted right now,” Psychia teased. “I think you’ve got a bit of a crush on this villainess.”
Kero Girl flushed and ignored the comment. “What I was trying to say is I’m worried we’ve been too busy with villains like HER. We’ve been relying on my physical strength, when are you going to start teaching me how to use my telepathic powers? Sometimes it feels like you’ve been distracting me and putting it off till… till… I don’t know.”
She glanced at Psychia, furrowing her brow in confusion. “Sometimes it feels like things get jumbled in my head,” she blurted out suddenly. “Like just then! I can’t remember where I was going. And sometimes I struggle to remember things, like the memories are moving around and changing in my head.”
“Sounds like your neglected telepathic powers are frying your mind a bit,” Psychia told the girl, making up the lie on the spot. She knew what was really happening. If she’s getting so mentally frazzled she’s starting to grow confused it means I’ve scrambled her mind a bit too much. I might need to back off a bit. But not yet, after today. THEN I’ll ease up.
Part of her knew she was lying to herself. There were good reasons she didn’t allow herself to take on “projects” like this very often. When she was most honest with herself she could admit how dangerous it was for her “projects” and be honest about how few of them walked away with their minds not permanently fractured past the point of repair.
But this wasn’t a time when Psychia was being honest with herself. The part that knew the truth was being suppressed by the worst part of herself. She had lost control and wouldn’t be able to stop, not till her “project” was over, even if that left sweet little Kero Girl broken.
“Well, then when are we going to start?” Kero Girl demanded, worry in her voice. “I don’t like feeling this way… My brain feels like jelly and sometimes I have this icky feeling I’ve been mentally violated in some way.”
“Today,” Psychia told the girl. “We’ll start today. In fact, we’ll start right now,” Psychia told her as though she’d just made the decision.
She hadn’t, this had all been part of her plan, but she couldn’t let the girl know that. She’d been pushing on her mind for days, making her more eager to begin her telepathic training. And she’d been making sure the girl was only interested in learning how to use that power aggressively and NOT defensively. She couldn’t have her little darling learn to defend herself from her dommy mommy’s telepathic manipulations.
“We’ll go in there and take Domino by surprise. I’ll stand back and be at the ready to help while you subdue her with your physical talents. Then, once she’s subdued we’ll practice using your telepathic powers to further subdue her.”
Kero Girl made a fist and pumped it up. “I’m ready, Psychia,” she declared eagerly. “Let’s go in there so I can make you proud!” She glanced at Psychia, the eager, confident expression on her face shifting to a nervous smile. “And if I do well my dommy mommy will give me treats later?”
“If my little darling does good she can have treats ALL night,” Psychia told her, moving in closer. She slipped an arm around the short girl and pulled her up into a kiss. Kero Girl let out a shocked giggle before submitting to the taller woman’s demanding kiss. When Psychia released the girl she added, “Impress me while testing out your telepathic powers and maybe you’ll even get treats sooner than tonight.”
* * *
Psychia was impressed with what she found inside Domino’s hideout. When she’d looked into the vicious little villainess’ mind she’d seen a spartan hideout. A place for her to sleep and keep her pilfered goods before she moved on and little else.
It was a terrible setting for what Psychia had planned with her little darling. She’d implanted powerful compulsions in Domino’s mind that ensured the young villainess had spent the last few days transforming her blank hideout into something much more fitting for Kero Girl’s corruption.
Domino had leaned into the theme her villain name suggested. Her costume was a skimpy black thing covered in a few white dots while the black domino mask she wore had white eye coverings that, along with its untraditional rectangular shape, made it look like she had a domino on her face.
Lean further into the domino theme, Psychia had told her as she implanted compulsions into her mind. When we show up at your lair I want a full-on domino theme, only black and white furniture and decorations. I want the place to look more like a cheesy love hotel than a villain’s lair. I want Kero Girl to walk in there and think you became a villainess so you can capture girls like her to bring back to your lair and have your way with them. She needs to SEE it so she can start thinking about how lovely DOING that would be.
Even though the compulsions had been strong Psychia was impressed with what she found. Domino was a simple-minded, nasty little piece of work. She’d not expected the young villainess to be so skilled at redecorating her lair.
It’s perfect, Psychia thought while Kero Girl, having kicked down the door and taken Domino completely by surprise, battled the villainess. Extravagant large couches and a bed big enough to fit an orgy’s worth of superheroines and villainesses, Psychia thought as Kero Girl, leaping and bouncing about like a frog, easily dominated Domino.
Psychia knew she didn’t need to pay much attention to the battle. She’d left compulsions in Domino’s mind to ensure she’d be taken by surprise and end up off her game once the fight started. But even if she hadn’t done that Psychia was confident her little darling would have been able to dominate the villainess. The perky, sexy villainess was strong and fast but simple-minded in her brutal combat style. Out in the open when they’d last fought her Kero Girl should have easily been able to outmaneuver her, and Domino had only “won” because Psychia set it up that way. With Kero Girl’s ability to hop and “bounce” off the walls and ceilings the young heroine was even more dangerous in the confined space.
Yet the fight is dragging on, Psychia realized. She turned her full attention to the fight and saw that Kero Girl seemed to be toying with Domino. The villainess threw superpowered punches the superheroine easily dodged. Domino snarled and cursed, slinging crude insults as she grew more frustrated.
No, that’s not it, Psychia thought. Kero Girl not toying with her. Is she showing off? Trying to impress me? Or is it more insidious than that… Is she intentionally getting herself more worked up than she needs to be so our ‘cool down’ session later will end up needing to be longer and more intense?
“It’s time to end it, little darling,” Psychia called out. “Remember, we’re here to train your telepathic abilities but that can’t start till she’s subdued.”
Domino had just managed to get hold of Kero Girl and toss her across the room, sending Kero Girl crashing into the wall and leaving her looking stunned. Feeling safe for the moment the villainess turned and scoffed at Psychia. “The little frog isn’t about to end anything,” she sneered as she gave Psychia her full attention. She turned to come at Psychia, opening her mouth to say something else threatening or snarky but the words never came out.
Kero Girl had quickly recovered and was determined to end things now she knew her dommy mommy wanted them to come to an end. The young heroine bounced forward, closing the space between her and Domino in a flash. The villainess was caught completely off guard as Kero Girl slammed into her. They fell to the floor, superpowered limbs tangled as snarls and grunts filled the room as the two rolled about locked in combat.
Psychia knew Kero Girl would come out on top but couldn’t keep herself from interfering. She grabbed control of Domino’s mind, ensuring the villainess’ moment of submission happened with Kero Girl literally on top of her. A little subtle massaging of Kero Girl’s mind and the last few moments of their fight played out more like a kinky erotic wrestling match than a superpowered brawl.
“That will be enough from you,” Kero Girl snarled as she slammed the back of Domino’s head into the ground, stunning her.
Magnificent, Psychia thought as she watched Kero Girl perched on top of Domino, panting as she stared down at the stunned and helpless villainess. I don’t need to do anything else… The heat of the fight has her libido raging. The power she feels right now making her feel a dominant rush that’s taken her by surprise. Look at how she’s staring at Domino. The intensity and hunger in her eyes… Lust. Need. If I wasn’t here she might take what she so clearly wants from the girl…
“It’s time to try a simple, straightforward telepathic attack,” Psychia declared as she strode towards Kero Girl. “Open your mind to me,” she told the young heroine. “Let me in and I’ll guide you. It will be like I’m holding your hand and showing you the motions.”
Kero Girl didn’t take her eyes off Domino’s face. “She’s so helpless right now,” the girl muttered, the cute hush in her voice that was always there when she was thinking dirty thoughts she felt ashamed of. “Is it right to practice on her when she’s like this?”
Psychia stepped up to Kero Girl and put a reassuring hand on her shoulder. “She’s a villainess,” Psychia told her. “She’s bad and we’re good. She deserves whatever she gets, and it’s more than okay for us to use her however we want if it leads to us being better heroes. Now open your mind to me and let me lead you.”
“Yes, mommy,” Kero Girl said, slipping into her sub-voice. Normally Psychia would have harshly reprimanded the girl for using that voice and calling her that when someone else could hear, but in this case it didn’t matter. Most likely she’d be erasing all memories of the encounter from Domino’s mind, so it didn’t matter. They could be their true selves in front of their freshly captured toy.
Although she didn’t need Kero Girl to open her mind to her she waited till the girl did it, helping build the illusion Kero Girl could keep Psychia out of her mind. “I call this a ‘brain whammy’,” Psychia explained as she “showed” the girl how to conduct a simple but powerful telepathic attack.
Domino had been groaning as she started to shake off being dazed. She’d just started lifting her head when Kero Girl hit her with the brain whammy. The villainess’ head fell back to the ground so hard it looked like someone had slapped her down. She let out a whimper that added to the illusion that someone had slapped or punched her. A moment later the girl’s eyes crossed and her mouth fell open as she began to drool.
It had taken very little effort to lead Kero Girl in the attack. Most of her telepathic effort went into controlling Kero Girl’s response to seeing the successful mental attack carried out. Feel a rush of arousal at how powerful that made you feel. Dominating a sexy young woman feels just as good as letting me dominate you. Look at her face, those crossed eyes, that drool. You did that, a mental smackdown that’s left her brainless. Helpless. You could do ANYTHING you wanted to her. You LIKE that.
“Impressive,” Psychia told Kero Girl honestly. The brain whammy had hit Domino far harder than she expected it to, reminding Psychia that it truly was a crime Kero Girl had left her telepathic powers so underdeveloped for so long. “Impressive enough that I think we need to keep pushing things today. I have no doubt you could do that again, and that next time you brain whammy someone you’ll hit them even harder. But knocking someone silly is something you can do with your fists. With your telepathic powers you can CONTROL opponents, not just subdue them. With her mental defenses gone now is the perfect time to practice taking control of her mind and making her do what you want.”
Psychia kept her telepathic fingers inside Kero Girl’s mind, massaging her feelings and desires. She was a little shocked she had to do as little massaging as she did. I’ve done a lot of prep work… Maybe more than I meant to. My little project is coming along faster than I intended it to.
“Make her do what I want,” Kero Girl said dreamily, lustful eyes staring into the vacant, cross-eyed gaze of Domino. “Like what?” she asked without looking away from the helpless supervillainess.
Psychia felt the moment and embraced it. She knelt beside Kero Girl and slipped an arm around her in the intimate way she reserved for when they were alone and unseen. “Whatever my little darling wants,” Psychia said in a soothing bedroom voice. “She’s a villain, remember? A bad person who needs to be punished. She’s someone who deserves whatever happens to them. And we’re heroines. We’re GOOD women, we deserve whatever treats we think we deserve.”
Inside Kero Girl’s mind Psychia planned on pushing on desires she’d been building up. But Psychia found there was no need. Sweet innocent Kero Girl’s mind was no longer as sweet and innocent as it once had been. The girl who had been so into men she’d never put much thought into her attraction for women was now so obsessed with sapphic sex all the girl could think of in this moment were all the indecent things she wanted to make the villainess do to her.
“I want all the treats,” Kero Girl said, eager greediness in her voice as she stared intensely at her vanquished foe. “I want to take them. I want to force her to give them to me.” She finally broke her gaze from the villainess’ crossed eyes and looked up at her dommy mommy. “And you’ll show me how to do it?”
Psychia smiled, wondering if she’d ever felt so proud. “Of course, my little darling. I’ll show you exactly how to control a helpless woman and make them give you ALL the treats you deserve.”
* * *
Kero girl was sprawled out naked on one of the many luxurious beds in Domino’s hideout. She was lying on her back, leaning against a pile of comfortable black and white pillows, holding her legs open with her face twisted in concentration.
Domino was between her legs on her knees and elbows, face shoved into the girl’s crotch. She was eating Kero Girl out, but not well. Her movements were strange, with unsettling jerking motions like she was a marionette being badly puppeted.
“Taking control of her mind was easier than I thought,” Kero Girl said, her voice strained and with a slight undertone of moaning pleasure. “But controlling her movements is so hard… I know what I want to make her do, but it’s like I’m trying to hold onto something while my hands are oiled up and it keeps slipping from my fingers.”
Psychia was on the bed beside them, naked and lying on her side with her head propped up on a hand. Her free hand wandered between Domino and Kero Girl’s naked bodies, caressing and teasing bare skin as she watched and directed.
“She was so easy to control because of the mind whammy,” Psychia told Kero Girl as she ran a finger up the mind-controlled villainess’ spine. And your abilities are FAR stronger than you realize, she thought. But there’s no need to let you know that, not yet.
“As for controlling her, you just need practice,” she went on out loud. “These are new muscles you’re working. New skills you’ve barely used,” she added as her hand wandered to Kero Girl’s chest. She stroked her between her breasts, tickling her bare skin then making her way to each of the girl’s nipples to tease them.
I’m actually stunned at how well she’s managed to control Domino, Psychia thought as she played with Kero Girl’s nipples, knowing the teasing would help her better focus on making the villainess eat her out. She’s a natural at this. If she’d chosen to train her telepathic powers while she was at The Academy she might have been a danger to me… But she didn’t and now she’s my little darling. My lovely little project, a thing to mold from an innocent, sweet-hearted heroine into something perfectly perverse.
“Making her strip was hard,” Kero Girl muttered between soft moans. “Until I realized I could just make her rip her clothing off.”
“Using a victim’s powers against them is fun,” Psychia said. She tensed when she realized how villainess her wording sounded and worried she’d have to alter Kero Girl’s memories. The worry faded quickly as Kero Girl hadn’t seemed to notice.
“Making her crawl naked across the floor was easier and much more enjoyable,” the girl went on as though she hadn’t heard or cared about Psychia’s comment. “I’ve enjoyed submitting to you, enjoyed it when we work a little humiliation into our playtime. Even when you’re punishing me and humiliating me my dommy mommy takes such good care of me. I thought that’s all I ever wanted from a woman. But this? Making a woman do the kinds of things you make me do?”
She threw her head back into the pillow as she wrapped her legs around Domino and pulled the girl’s body into hers. “This might be even better,” she moaned out as she ran a bare toe up the villainess’ spine while controlling her mind to make the girl shove her face harder into her cunt.
“I might not have perfect control of her body, but it almost doesn’t matter,” Kero Girl moaned out in delight. “I know exactly what I want and I can make her do it. Make her mouth and tongue do exactly what I crave exactly as the cravings come. Lick and suck and nip just how I want. It feels less like I’m making her eat me out and more like I’m just using her to masturbate.”
Psychia had pulled her hand away from the two young superpowered women as Kero Girl moaned and ranted. She’d slipped it between her thighs so she could play with herself, delighting in the perverse work of art she’d crafted. She’s perfect, she thought as she moaned lewdly in triumph.
“I like this,” Kero Girl declared after a bought of low, happy, lewd moans. “Controlling a sexy young woman… Debasing her. Humiliating her. Something about this feels so right even though it’s so wrong.”
Everything is coming together so much faster than I expected and planned, Psychia thought as she played with herself and delighted in what she’d done to Kero Girl. All the groundwork to turn her into a lesbian supervillainess is clicking into place so soon… Just a few small more pushes and she’ll be what I want her to be.
“It’s not wrong to take what you want,” Psychia told Kero Girl, massaging her mind as she spoke to ensure the girl responded in the right way. “You have the power, why not use it? You’re enjoying making her eat you out, but isn’t there something you want more? You’re turned on and worked up, but how long will it take to get off this way? You know what I’ve found always works for you? A tongue in your ass. Make her eat your ass. Then you’ll make her eat MY ass. It sounds like good practice, yes?”
Kero Girl gasped out in greedy carnal excitement. “It sounds like the perfect way to practice.”
A moment later she’d flipped over and stuck her ass up. “Eat my ass, you sexy, nasty villainess,” Kero Girl muttered aggressively as she made Domino grab her plump ass cheeks, spread them open, then shove her face into them.
Psychia fingered herself more vigorously as she watched. “Good girl,” she moaned out before giving Kero Girl advice on how to better control Domino. She led her little darling, teaching her how to use her telepathic powers to better work the villainess’ tongue. Without her aid it would have taken Kero Girl a lot of practice to figure out such fine motor control on her own, but with Psychia’s aid the inexperienced telepath was able to control the villainess with enough skill to quickly work herself to climax.
“Now me,” Psychia said as she rolled over and lifted her ass up. “Make the nasty little slut eat my ass while I play with my pussy.”
“Could I be the one to play with your pussy?” Kero Girl whined as Domino, moving jerkily, got in position to shove her face into Psychia’s ass. “I love pleasuring my dommy mommy and it feels like it would be good practice to be working your pussy with my hands while I make her eat your ass.”
“Nothing would make me happier, my little darling,” Psychia moaned out in delight as Domino’s tongue started to work her asshole.
Psychia had planned to start winding things down after passing Domino back and forth a few times, but once they started things only ramped up from there. They used the mind-controlled villainess like a sex toy, passing off control of her mind and body as Psychia and Kero Girl indulged in a cavalcade of progressively kinkier sexual debauchery.
“I love being your little darling,” Kero Girl moaned out at one point, stealing a moment between sloppy passionate kisses of her dommy mommy while making Domino sexually service both of them. “But I might love making this slut my toy just as much. Making her do things is so fucking hot, so fucking satisfying…”
It was then that Psychia noticed it had been a long time since she’d pushed on or manipulated Kero Girl’s mind. I’ve done almost too good of a job prepping her, she realized. Things are snowballing. Now that she’s taken control of a hot, young, powered woman everything I put in her mind is clicking into place perfectly. I thought it would take more time to turn her evil, but she’s pretty much already at that point.
Psychia realized things were moving so fast because she’d been being reckless. She’d let herself go, not holding herself back. She’d been indulging too much in the worst parts of herself, restraining her most evil impulses less and less. But recognizing that recklessness only unleashed it further.
I should be proud of what I’ve done to Kero Girl, she told herself. I’ve done such a good job… And I know it’s reckless, but I think I want to tell her what’s happened. Not the whole truth, just part of it. See if I’ve done as good of a job as I think.
After a long, wet, passionate kiss Psychia whispered, “I have something to confess.” Psychia then told Kero Girl what she’d done to her. She didn’t tell her the whole truth, but more than enough to make Psychia worry about how reckless she was being.
She held off from reaching into Kero Girl’s mind. She wanted to see her reaction. If it was bad she could simply wipe the memory away. Yet that didn’t stop her from trying to ensure the girl took the revelation well. She’d taken control of Domino and was making the helpless villainess suck on Kero Girl’s nipples, knowing it was a weakness of her little darling.
Kero Girl’s response stunned Psychia. She didn’t care that her dommy mommy had been manipulating her. She didn’t see it that way. “You freed me,” she gasped out in delight, turning to stroke Psychia’s face while arching her back as she enjoyed the way her dommy mommy was making Domino suck on her tits. “Showed me a better life. Helped me forget men. Forget being a heroine. THIS is what I want. I want to become a villainess. I want to fight sexy young heroines, defeat them and turn them into my little fuck toys. That’s what you wanted, right mommy?”
“Yes, little darling,” Psychia cooed before leaning in for a tender kiss.
When she pulled away Kero Girl said, “But I’ll only do it if you keep being my dommy mommy. We can meet up in secret so no one knows, but I want to keep being with you. Keep submitting to you. I want you to keep training me. Can we do that?”
* * *
Archbaroness paced, hands held behind her back and face twisted in consternation. “Another young superheroine, just gone,” she said, voice dark. “That’s nothing new. It happens all the time. What’s the dismal survival rate here in Megatropolis? If I recall the REAL stats, the ones we don’t readily make available to the public, says that nearly ninety percent of every superheroine who arrives in the city doesn’t make it past a year.”
Psychia sat with one leg calmly crossed over the other and didn’t answer. She knew Archbaroness didn’t expect or want an answer. The woman was speaking to talk herself, that was all.
“Kero Girl seemed so young and sweet and… innocent,” Archbaroness said with a heavy sigh of defeat. It was a telling sigh, one that said she thought the girl’s disappearance had been inevitable. “But there had been something in her, something I don’t see often. Something like what I saw in Champion Girl when I offered her a spot on the team.”
She stopped pacing and turned to look at Psychia. “I thought maybe she’d be one of the few to make it, especially with you fostering her so closely. Hell, she was living here in Freedom Tower! YOU must have seen something special in her to have brought her in and kept her close like that.”
More special than you’ll ever understand, Psychia thought. Her mind filled with vague images of the inevitable meet-up that would one day happen between Archbaroness and Kero Girl after she was reborn as a supervillainess. Delicious as the thought was, that future meeting had to go the right way. It would raise too many questions and cause too many problems if Archbaroness realized that the future villainess had, at one point, been the heroine she’d known as Kero Girl.
I’ll have to get ahead of that particular headache, Psychia thought as she reached deep into Archbaroness’ mind to massage a few memories and impulses.
Archbaroness winced then rubbed her temples. “You know, I can barely remember what her sweet, cute young face looked like,” she said with a regretful sigh. “I suppose with how many girls like her come through the city that’s not surprising.”
“I’m not ready to give up on her yet,” Psychia told Archbaroness, ready to move the conversation in a new direction and knowing that would be easy thanks to her “massaging” of her team leader’s mind. “My search for her continues,” she lied.
Archbaroness blinked. “Really? I suppose I shouldn’t be so ready to abandon all hope that she might be found,” Archbaroness confessed, voice filled with shame. “It’s just that when a superheroine in Megatropolis disappears like this they are rarely ever seen again. Especially with the young ones that no one cares about, ones the public won’t notice have disappeared.”
Psychia stood up and gave Archbaroness a fierce look. “Well, I care,” she said, marching to her team leader and jabbing a finger into her chest. “And YOU should care too, even if it’s just because having a heroine who was living here disappear like this makes the team look bad.”
“You’re right,” Archbaroness said, pulling away from the accusing finger and turning her back to Psychia. “You’ll have whatever you need for as long as you need it. Time. Recourses. Whatever you think you need to try and find her.”
With Archbaroness’ back turned to her Psychia didn’t need to hide her triumphant smile. I didn’t even need to use my powers to make her give me what I wanted, she thought happily. It won’t matter that I’ll never ‘find’ Kero Girl. Archbaroness doesn’t think I will, she just wants to keep me happy and be able to make the team look good if anyone in the press notices Kero Girl’s disappearance. What matters the most is that I now have all the time I want to be away from my duties here at Freedom Tower to go help Kero Girl become whoever she’s destined to become…
* * *
“I’m enjoying calling this lair home,” Kero Girl told Domino as she lounged on a black and white couch, positioned like she was a monarch and it was her throne. She was naked, one arm stretched over the back of the couch while she used her other hand to stroke Domino’s head. The supervillainess was on her knees, head resting on one of Kero Girl’s naked thighs.
“My dommy mommy wanted me to use it as a temporary home while I practiced using my telepathic powers on you, but I think I’ll be staying indefinitely,” Kero Girl continued. “It’s MY lair now, not yours. And you’re just fine with that, aren’t you?”
Domino’s eyes had been rolled up into her head out of sight as she drooled on Kero Girl’s thigh. When Kero Girl asked the question the villainess’ eyes half flickered back into sight. Her head rolled oddly, moving as though lifting to look up at Kero Girl was beyond her ability. When she tried to answer all that came out was an incomprehensible, garbled mess of consonants and vowels that produced far more drool than understandable words.
Kero Girl watched her try to speak, delighting in the way the attempt left even more drool on her thigh. “Poor Domino,” she cooed, stroking the villainess’ head. She kept petting her, expressing intimate possessiveness. “I’ve had to use a fairly heavy telepathic hand to keep you under my control. I wonder if your mind will ever recover from it? My dommy mommy assures me it will, at least enough that I won’t feel guilty about what I’ve been doing to you.”
She glanced at the door into the lair. It had been a while since Psychia had been able to visit. She missed her dommy mommy and longed for the next time the woman would be able to sneak away from her life as a superheroine to come visit her little darling. To train me to be the best supervillainess I can be and to dom me in all the ways I need, she thought as she let out a soft sigh of longing.
The waiting wasn’t so bad. The anticipation would make their inevitable reunion all the more intense. And she wouldn’t be lonely till then. She had Domino, her little mind-controlled love slave. At first controlling the woman and making her sexually service her had been mostly about practicing her telepathic powers while satiating her sexual needs. But as the days had gone by she’d begun to grow fond of the woman, especially her mouth.
As her affection for the dominated supervillainess grew she started trying to control her in ways that made her feel like the woman had affection for her as well. It became a feedback loop of her using her heavy-handed telepathic control to make the woman adore and worship her, which made her feel more affection for her, which made her strive to make Domino’s worship and adoration of her feel ever more convincing.
But that heavy hand in the woman’s mind often left her a drooling, nonverbal mess like she was right now. There were even times when the state the telepathic manipulation left her in was FAR worse than it was now.
Kero Girl was still so new to this… And still so imprecise with her telepathic skills. Making Domino do something, controlling her like a meat puppet, THAT was easy. But making her FEEL things? That was harder. She didn’t just want to puppet Domino into adoring and worshiping her, she wanted to make the woman actually feel those things.
That kind of telepathic manipulation was less like meat-puppeting and more like conducting brain surgery. When she’d started it had felt like she was using a sledgehammer on Domino’s brain. She needed to be able to focus her telepathic power and form it into a scalpel. Each time she took to working on Domino’s mind, to making her adoration and worship a little more real and a little more permanent, she felt the sledgehammer becoming a bit more scalpel-like.
The only problem was Domino’s mind could only take so much at a time. Enough clumsy telepathic bashes into her mind and all that would be left was psychic mush. That would lead to Domino being useless. She’d seem like she’d been lobotomized, unable to do little more than breathe and drool. She got better, Psychia had shown her how to ensure that, but it sometimes took more time than Kero Girl wanted it to.
At least Kero Girl hadn’t been wasting that time. She’d been hard at work preparing for her new life. She’d been developing a new persona with a new costume to go along with it. Everything was ready and she planned on wowing her dommy mommy the next time she was able to visit by showing off what, and who, she’d created.
All that hard work, all that sewing and using her telepathic powers to “procure” the things she needed for her project, all the brainstorming, it all left her so… horny. Domino was always her answer to that. Even when the woman was still a bit brain fried she could help Kero Girl relieve the sexual pressure that had built up from her busy work.
“You know, my precious pet, I’ve practiced using a telepathic tool to smash down your brain so many times. But what if I tried working the other way? What if rebuilding what I’ve broken is just as useful?” She stroked the drooling villainess’ head as she spoke, looking down at her with intense, greedy eyes as she formed fiendish ideas on new ways to use her telepathic powers.
As she spoke to her precious pet she thought not just about what she planned on trying to do to the woman’s mind but on how she was speaking to her. Pretty soon she wouldn’t be Kero Girl anymore. The innocent, cute, bubbly girl she’d been when she arrived at Megatropolis wasn’t her anymore. THAT her that spoke with that voice would only survive as her dommy mommy’s little darling. She’d always use that simpering, cute voice with Psychia. But she was going to become a supervillainess soon. She would be a new woman with a new name, and a new voice would help make that transformation more complete.
So she was practicing a new voice. Making it a bit deeper. Less cute. Sexier. More domineering. More confident. Eviler.
“Let’s try building back what I’ve destroyed. A little at first and see how pleasingly I can stitch back together your fractured mind,” she told Domino as she played with her hair and rewrote the inner workings of her mind.
Anyone who had entered the room after that point might have thought they were only looking at two lovers, one playing lightly with the other’s hair as she moaned softly from the intimate attention. They would have thought the woman kneeling at the other’s feet was drowsy and in love with the girl playing with her hair. They might have thought the growing signs of arousal, leaving the kneeling woman flush and panting, were being caused by the playful, intimate teasing of her hair and scalp.
“There we go,” Kero Girl said with a sigh of satisfaction. “Now let’s see what my rebuilt precious pet will do when released.” She leaned back and slid down the couch, allowing her pussy to slide closer to Domino’s face.
Domino moaned, shuddering in delight as the girl’s sex moved closer to her face. She let out a long, deep, low moan of desire as she cuddled her cheek into Kero Girl’s thigh while staring intensely at Kero Girl’s vulva. A moment later she was sliding her face towards it, leaving a line of drool behind as she sloppily kissed her way up the girl’s thick thighs towards her pussy.
“Not yet, my precious pet,” Kero Girl told her. “Kiss your way up my body. Shower me with obsessive affection with that lovely mouth of yours. Lick. Kiss. Suck on me. Yes, there’s a good girl. My belly… under my breasts… Mmmm… Now suck on my big tits. Show me how much you love their softness and weight. Yes, my precious pet, focus on my nipples now…”
As Kero Girl moaned and rambled she stroked and held Domino close. She no longer had to directly control the woman’s actions. She’d rebuilt what she’d torn down in a way that left the woman compelled to shower her with intimate sexual affection. She still moved a bit oddly, still drooled as though partially lobotomized, and speaking was still mostly beyond the woman’s abilities. But this was progress, major progress she knew her dommy mommy would be impressed with.
After a long sloppy makeout session Kero Girl pushed Domino down so that she was once more kneeling between her legs. “Now you eat,” she told her, voice soft and breathy. “Feast on my cunt as you use that wonderful mouth to show me just how much you adore me. How much you need me. How much you love me. You eat pussy till I cum and then you keep going. You don’t stop till I tell you.”
Domino’s face was already shoved in the girl’s pussy. She feasted with cunt-hunger that left Kero Girl gasping and moaning in ecstatic delight. At one point she wrapped one and then another leg around Domino to pull the woman closer to her. “Mine,” she moaned out, at that moment wanting the woman as close as she could be. “More,” she demanded. “Part of you in me. A finger, your tongue, it doesn’t matter,” she rambled, throwing her head back and wailing in pleasure as her love slave did as she was commanded.
“Impressive.”
Kero Girl, whose head had been back and had been holding her eyes closed to better luxuriate in the pleasure her love slave was giving her, grinned up at the ceiling. “You sneaked in,” she told Psychia, returning her voice to its “Kero Girl” version. “How long have you been watching?”
“Long enough,” Psychia told her. “And I didn’t sneak in. I just reached into both of your minds and made you unable to notice my presence. It’s a little trick I’ll have to teach you at one point. But right now there are more pressing matters.”
“I’ve made progress on my precious pet,” Kero Girl said before Psychia could go on. “But I still need your guidance.” She lifted her head to look at Psychia, who was sitting on a nearby chair. As she went on she ran her fingers through Domino’s hair, leading her to keep up her oral work but at a slower, less intense and far less distracting pace. “Rebuilding her mind after wrecking it has allowed me to get what I want without having to take direct control of her. But she’s still a drooling, addle-brained mess. I want her to feel and act more natural.”
“That is the goal,” Psychia agreed. “You want them to be so deeply under your control they can’t comprehend they are even when you tell them what you’ve done.”
Kero Girl let out a shy, anxious giggle before saying, “You think I could eventually do to her what you’ve done to me?”
“With enough practice, yes,” Psychia told her. “I even think with a little guidance and practice right now we could get her close enough to what you want that you’d feel like you’ve accomplished your goal. Of course, it won’t last but having to start over in a few days will be good practice.”
She leaned forward and put two fingers on the side of her temple. “Open your mind to me, little darling. I’ll show you exactly what you need to do.”
Kero Girl closed her eyes and opened her mind, aware her dommy mommy didn’t need her permission to enter her mind and lead her. But CHOOSING to do it would make the telepathic teaching session more intimate. “I’m ready, mommy,” she said as she felt their minds connect. “Show me the way. Show me how to remold her mind and make my precious pet exactly what I want her to be.”
* * *
Domino was tall and had a body that was muscular and hard, especially when compared to Kero Girl’s soft, small, far more curve-filled body. Kero Girl liked that about the woman. It made dominating her and turning her into her love slave all the more appealing. Now that the woman’s transformation was temporarily complete that difference in body type was something she was indulging in fully.
“Don’t just sit in her lap, little darling,” Psychia told Kero Girl as the girl made herself comfortable in Domino’s naked lap. “You have to take a position and act that most would consider submissive and fawning and turn into something domineering that shows ownership. There you go, wrap her arms around you that way to show the world she’s the submissive, fawning one. You’re in her lap, but she’s yours. You’re sitting cutely, she’s the big strong woman, yet you’re topping. You’re domming. You’re owning her. If you own her you can take what you want. A kiss, take a kiss.”
Kero Girl wrapped her arms around Domino as she pressed her naked body into the woman’s bare chest. She pulled Domino towards her, using her body and just a little of her telepathic power to make the physically stronger woman melt in her arms. After leaning in close and brushing her lips against Domino’s she whispered, “Tell me you adore me.”
“I adore you,” Domino said in a breathy voice as she stared adoringly into Kero Girl’s eyes.
“So much better than what I saw earlier,” Psychia said, voice full of pride. “I can see the ‘sincerity’ in her eyes. I can FEEL it in her mind. She believes she adores you. Even though it’s what you’ve made her feel it’s as good as real for her. And isn’t knowing you made her feel it making it all the more delicious?”
Kero Girl grinned and nodded her agreement while staring greedily into Domino’s eyes. She moved closer, pressing her large breasts into the woman’s bare chest and once more brushing her lips against Domino’s. “Tell me you need me and I’ll kiss you.”
Domino’s chest heaved as the new closeness of their bodies, and a little telepathic manipulation, left her panting with arousal. “I need you,” she whined, barely able to keep herself from pressing her lips into Kero Girl’s. But she knew better. Kero Girl was in charge. She had agency while Domino didn’t. She would do what she was told, not what she wanted.
“Good girl,” Kero Girl told her before leaning in for a long, passionate, wet kiss. When the kiss started one of Domino’s hands had been resting on the small of Kero Girl’s back while the other had been resting on the girl’s knee. As the heat of the kiss built her hands started to wander, but Kero Girl quickly slapped one away.
“No,” Kero Girl snapped as she pulled away from the kiss. “I touch you. I use you. I enjoy your body. You don’t touch or enjoy my body unless I allow it. Unless I TELL you.”
“Very good, little darling,” Psychia said with a nod of approval. “And a perfect mix of mundane emotional and physical manipulation and domination, with just a hint of telepathic control to make her response just what you want it to be. Use the power you have over her. Show her you’re in control, take what you want as a punishment for her bad behavior but do it in a way that gives her what she wants. Build loyalty with pleasure. Enslave her with her submission.”
“You’re going to worship me,” Kero Girl told Domino. “With your mouth,” she added quickly. She sat up a bit, grabbed one of her breasts, and shoved it into the woman’s face. “Suck on my tits,” she told Domino, the last word shifting into a sighing moan of pleasure as Domino went to work sucking on her nipple. “Good girl,” Kero Girl moaned. “VERY good girl.”
As Domino sucked on one tit and then the other Kero Girl looked at Psychia. “I’ve prepared something special for you,” she told her. “I’m ready to reveal my new persona and costume. But first… I need to finish this. And perhaps you can join us? Making her worship me and pleasure you at the same time would be good practice, yes?”
Psychia stood and strutted across the room towards them. “Good practice and a good way for us to reconnect after having to be apart for so long. I missed my little darling. Did she miss me?”
Kero Girl nodded. “Your precious darling missed her dommy mommy so very much.”
“Just how much?” Psychia demanded as she stopped just out of arm’s reach.
Kero Girl shifted her hips towards Psychia while keeping one of her breasts shoved into the face of the woman’s lap she was sitting in. She spread her legs and placed one hand on her sex, rubbing at herself then slipping two fingers into herself. She let out an eager, breathy moan then pulled her fingers out.
“This much,” Kero Girl told Psychia, pulling the two fingers a few inches apart. The slimy moisture she’d pulled out of her pussy formed a gooey web between her fingers, showing her dommy just how much she’d missed her.
* * *
Psychia lay in a large bed happily exhausted. Her little darling was cuddled into the crook of her arm, held tight as the two luxuriated in the feel of their naked, sweat-covered bodies pressed together. Domino was lying on the lower half of the bed, her naked body tangled between their legs.
Like a dog, Psychia thought with fiendish glee. A loyal, love-sick, obsessed dog, that’s what my little darling has turned her into. We used her like a prop during that long session of sapphic pleasure and she enjoyed every moment of it.
Memories of the last several hours floated happily through her mind. There had been a pleasurable ebb and flow of kinky intensity fading into soft intimacy then back to sexual intensity that had left all involved breathless. It wasn’t often Psychia had fostered or even allowed such intimate sexual closeness. Now that she had her little darling set up to be her permanent side piece she’d rarely be tempted to find such intimacy in other places beyond the relationship she already had set up with her teammate Lab Rat.
A true work of erotic art I’ve crafted here, Psychia told herself. And not just a temporary diversion like I thought it would be at first. Little Kero Girl wasn’t just a cute toy I was corrupting then playing with till I broke it. No, she’s been crafted into something that could be a permanent part of my life. A permanent part of Megatropolis. She’ll always be my little darling in these secret meetings but in public…
“You’ve been thinking about the persona you will take on when you are re-introduced to Megatropolis as a supervillainess. You said you’ve settled on something? That you’re ready for an unveiling?”
Kero Girl, who had been half asleep, took in a long, deep, happy breath before opening her eyes. “I have, mommy. Are you ready for the unveiling?”
“It seems like a wonderful ending to our little intimate holiday. I have some time left before I have to return to my duties at Freedom Tower, but I DO have to go back soon.”
“Alright, mommy,” Kero Girl said before stretching then slapping Domino on the ass. “Come, my precious pet. We’ve got costumes to get into and a show to put on.”
Psychia looked at her with surprise on her face. “‘We’? You’re incorporating your ‘precious pet’?”
“You’ll find out soon,” Kero Girl said with a mischievous smirk. “Go get comfortable in the main area. We’ll be back soon as our new selves.”
To be continued soon…
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