Heading to a mansion on the outskirts of the city city, the heroine sees one light still on through the windows. Heading inside, she sees an elegant office, the mayor sitting at her desk and looking straight at her with a penetrating gaze. "As you can see," she says coldly, "I plan to go out tonight. Either through defiance or stupidity, you've failed to obey my simple instructions, which means that I'm not going to make it on time. This...displeases me." The woman looks at Faye's casual outfit, before pressing a button on her phone. "Jeffrey? Inform my dinner meeting that I'll be slightly late. I've got to show someone the consequences of not doing as I say." The mayor slowly uncrosses her legs, before standing and striding towards the blonde. "I think I'll have my people visit your friends - your secretary, your friend in the police force...his two daughters..." She smiles ominously, and withdraws a pair of gold handcuffs from her purse. "In the meantime, I'll deal with you personally."
"You think toying with you isn't work? I assure you, I worked quite hard to set all this up for you." She can't just not be a villain. She had to....do villainous things. She couldn't quite come up with the exact reasons, but they must exist. She was a villainess. She did villainess things. There was some reason for it. "A little children's parlor tricks do not worry me. I suppose....it simply means, the empress needs to return. I'm surprised you didn't do your research on me all that well. Hurts my feelings." The muscles on her face stiffened. There was nothing teasing about the stare she gave him now. "If you studied, you'd have known better by now......my power isn't poison." With a cold gaze, she extended the palm of her hand, deciding to show it by actions. "Plants, poison. You get it, right? It's the same power. Chemicals." He probably couldn't see all the subtle manipulations of liquid pooling into her palm, but it was intended to ignite when exposed to the air outside of her body, sparking a flame into her hand. She hadn't practiced any more complex manipulations since she had arrived in this world, but such a display of what the empress of Ispotos truly could do, would make it clear to him that in her own world, there was good reason she was so widely feared.
As Vanessa's vision grows dark, the villain finally pulls his cock out of her throat, saliva trails connecting his pole to her mouth. "Get on all fours." He smirks.
"Ghaaahn!" Gasping for breath once his cock finally leaves her throat, Vanessa gulps as she breathes heavily. Her saliva dripping down her chin, onto the tops of her exposed cleavage. But as he gave his next order, "N-no!" She whimpered, getting on all fours, presenting her lower body towards him. Allowing him to see her crotch covered only by her tight leotard, pantyhose, and high waist thong.
"Not parlor tricks..." He groans. "Someone's trying to manipulate events - start a gang war. Someone in the shadows." He watches as she produces a fire ball. "What, am I meant to be impressed? I've seen people lift buildings in this city."
As her hands and knees press against the cold metal of the floor, Vanessa's alarmed to hear a knife being drawn - she has no idea if her resilience went away with her strength and speed. It doesn't matter, though, since he chooses instead to grab her leotard and slice it apart, before tugging away the cut pieces, leaving her in only her pantyhose. "I wonder..." He says as he rubs his cock between her legs. "...What to do with you? My business isn't women, after all. But a captive super? That's something people would be willing to pay big bucks for. Tell me, who hates you most, in your opinion? The mob? A supervillain?"
“I thought you were smarter than this….” She wasn’t sure the reaction she was expecting, but he seemed to fail to grasp what the scope of her ability could actually do. But she’d have difficulty really expressing it. Outstretching her hand, she took aim directly at him. And…. ….. “That.” Her voice was quiet as he saw the result of smoke tricking out of her fingertips, which didn’t seem like the intended reaction from her face. “This world has…odd rules. The properties of how things work are…complex. And your “science” is non sensical and contradictory to all known practices at best. Trying to grasp the rules you people play by is…challenging. If it weren’t for how strange the laws of elements here are…..” She clearly expressed frustration. She was hardly any kind of scientist and it’s not as if she bothered to really train her abilities. Being in a world with different rules didn’t make the more complex uses that easy to do. “Yes, brutes will always smash things. Of course, I’ve outplayed you twice, and you’re supposed to be one of the smartest heroes. I have what nobody else here does. Cunning. Regardless of the little set back of not having an education of this world’s ways, I’m still smarter than anybody. And that’s more dangerous than any power.” Whatever games her opponents wanted to play, she could play them better. “Death’s Hand might have magic, but so do I.” Shaking her head, it didn’t seem like he was too willing to be helpful on this front. Someone was likely manipulating the circumstances, but it also wasn’t necessarily of real consequence to her. “But very well. If you won’t work with me on that, then you’re giving me nothing. Don’t trouble yourself with it, if you wish. Just give me what I need to know to do it myself. Let’s cover another one. Infinity.” Had she tried pushing this at first he would likely not give her anything, but he already had a distrust of Infinity apparently. Enough he didn’t heavily question him being listed with the rest. “What do you know about him that could surprise me? Something he’s vulnerable too?” Asking about weaknesses was obvious, but it threw off and helped obscure the idea that he shouldn’t be with the rest, as if she was already aware of actions that aren’t public knowledge.
Feeling a knife press against her skin, Vanessa shudders. N-no, no, damn it, not like this! She screamed, before she heard the sound of fabric being torn away. Her cheeks flush even more as she's stripped, leaving only her wearing nothing but her pantyhose, sexy thong, and combat boots. "Mm." She bites her lower lip as she feels his cock rub against her nylon encased thighs, allowing him to feel her soft flesh underneath a thin layer of smooth fabric. "Khhh." Vanessa growls, lowering her head in shame, just as he asked his question. "I-I... I don't know." She replied honestly, after all, there were too many to list. But, if he's just asking about the Rabid Lady's enemies, then Horatio would be the one who hates her most... followed by the numerous low lives she beat up during her nightly stress relief.
Faye shivered at the tone of the woman's voice. She would go through with the threat... so to prevent that, she would have to submit. Maybe she was wrong about judging the woman so lightly to begin with... She stood still, as the ominous clicking of heels - something that should be sexy - came closer. Kizuhara wasn't took her time walking toward the blond, taking delight in her sudden plight. She walked up to Faye and traced her finger along the the blond's cleavage. "No bra?" She chuckled as she suddenly grabbed Faye's shirt and ripped it open, making all the buttons fly around. She then stepped behind the blond and locked Faye's hands behind her with the cuffs. Immadiately, the heroine felt her power leave her. The mayor then unbuttoned blond's pencil skirt, making it slide down her legs. "Yh!" The blond moaned as she felt fingers slide inside her. "And no thongs? Maybe I was to hasty in my judgment... after all, I have not yet established my authority strongly enough~" The mayor stepped in front of the blond, then pushed Faye's shirt open, revealing her large bust and erect nipples. "Ah~" Faye moaned as the woman squeezed her breast. "Was that the case?" The mayor asked as she tightened her grip over the blond's tit. "Y-yes~" Faye managed to answer, her body already growing hot of the situation and the gold. "And what did you intend to do?" Kizuhara asked as her hand moved to the blond's nipple and squeezed it, lightly. "I- intended to establish-yh!" She hissed as her nipple was painfully twisted. "To-o raid your face... then fuck you hard, with a strap-on!" She moaned out, her voice desperate, submissive. "Hm~" Kizuhara hummed as she let go of Faye's flesh and crossed her hands under her bust. She looked the blond over. "How...shallow." Faye was standing with her arms locked behind her back. Her shirt had the buttons ripped of and was opened, revealing her naked breasts, having up and down from the excitement. Her skirt was on the ground, around her heels, showing of her black garter with straps holding the stockings up - and her pussy dripping with her sex juices. Her face was twisted with lust, fear, anticipation...
Upon hearing Lana's voice, Sonata is momentarily frozen in shock. She's here?! Only a few blocks from the studio?! He moves to press himself against the wall next to the doorway, just in case it opens. I was just going to question Lee, but this just got far more interesting. He continues listening in on the trio, attempting to memorize every word spoken as he mulls over how to approach them. So Lee and the Masked Man are the same person with two bodies? Useful power. Wait, did he just say Calista's hot? Sonata was suddenly incredibly thankful that his mask covers his cheeks; they're probably the brightest scarlet they've ever been. She briefly fantasizes about Lee's comforting hand sliding it's way farther down Calista's body before shaking himself out of the daydream. Sonata, having been distracted, doesn't register Lana's proposal and Lee subsequently cutting her off. Um, anyway, how do I get them to let me in... Sonata knocks on the door, speaking in his normal bright tenor "Lee? I'm a superhero investigating the abduction of Lana Caruso. I have some questions for you." (Would Nico know Lee's last name? I never asked for it explicitly, so it's up to your ruling. Nico would use Lee's last name in the line above if he knows it.)
Azura frowned as she listened to the explanation. “I am somewhat familiar with fairies and the fair folk. Thanks to fiction fairies nowadays are usually presented as sexy, often scantily clad, winged women, smaller than humans – sometimes only a little shorter, other times small enough to fit in the palm of my hand. The fair folk are an older, less human and more terrifying, depiction. For example, I remember seeing a drawing of some weird cross between a large tree and a mushroom, with a giant mouth filled with teeth in the middle. The fair folk are supposed to be a lot more cruel and dangerous, their ideas of ethics and morality very different from humans'. Also, according to some mythologies, one has to be very careful when accepting gifts from fairies, and it is best to not accept any at all if you can help it. At least, that's what I know based on fiction and mythology, I have never met any actual fairies, or members of the fair folk.” She explained, then gave her new friends a sad look. “I am sorry to hear you had to abandon your home. I hope most of you managed to get away, at least.”
Either this girl was playing dumb or she was such a laughably pitiful amateur she truly did not understand the power of giving someone your true name. "Yes," he snarls, slowly starting to tighten the noose around the officer's neck again even as he continues his lewd stimulation of the sorceress' nipples and cunt, "Swear your obedience to me on it!"
"Shame... How do I know who'd pay most for you, then?" He exaggerates a sigh, before tearing open her nylons. Using his powers, he rubs his hard on against her opening, the speed driving her crazy and sending her to the edge of orgasm.
"I-I don't know." Vanessa replied, sadly, as he was still holding onto her leash. "A-an auction." The heiress was forced to answer his question, just as he rips open her pantyhose. Revealing her hairless pussy, which soon grows wet as he starts teasing her. His speed making it seem as if his meat pole was vibrating. "Mmmmh!" Vanessa bites her lower lip, shuddering as she's brought to the edge of an orgasm.
(Yeah, he would. Lee Sun, we'll call him.) Sonata hears them both go rigid, before Lee goes to the door. "Yeah?" He blusters. "How do I know you're not another kidnapper? Stay back, I've got a gun, here." It's possible that that's true, though Somata hadn't heard a slide being racked or a safety being flicked off. "Besides, I have no obligation to talk to superheroes. You're vigilantes, not the law."
"Most of us did - though not all to the same plane. I probably won't see most of my compatriots again." Esmerelda frowns. "Thank you, your compassion is welcome. I'd guess your fiction is inspired to at least some degree by real life - they've probably visited this world many times. They have no true form - depending on their whims, they can appear as beautiful, or monstrous."
The blonde's head darts around as she moans, looking for any way out of this, before groaning. "I, Ellie Randall... S-Swear to b-be obedient to y-you..." She gulps, "If you don't hurt the police o-officer."
"Well, share what you have on those I need regardless." She wasn't the most computer apt, but she was sure some of her followers could manage keeping track of information. Not nearly the kind of set up Finch has, but keeping some basic records shouldn't be too much of a challenge.
“Yes, they've probably visited, for better or worse...” Azura nodded in agreement. “So, what happened after you arrived in our world?” She asked, trying to get past the obviously unpleasant memories.
