“Very good!” Mistress Victory nodded in approval and licked her lips in anticipation as she watched her maids line up. She ignored the strange thought – now wasn't the time for such things... Once everyone had assumed the correct pose she examined each one and nodded in approval. Making her way to the one at (what she mentally dubbed) the start of the line she reached with her hand and began teasing the girl's exposed pussy, quickly getting her wet before slipping a pair of fingers inside and thrusting a few times... then she stopped, pulled her digits out and licked them clean. “Alright, next one...” Leaving the first maid behind she moved to the second and repeated the process... By the time Mistress Victory reached the end of the line all sixteen maids were wet and had been fingered by her. She had made mental notes of how long it took to arouse each one and if any of them had trouble standing in the specified pose afterwards. “Excellent! You may let your skirts down now... but we are not done yet! I want you all to turn around, lean forward, and stick out your butts toward me. You will remain in that pose until I give you a different order!” She commanded and again waited for her maids to obey.
That made the minions pause. "Skeletons?" "Two? Which two?" Suddenly the majority of minions took a step back, leaving one woman standing, wandering. Then another was pushed forward. "Gal! Not cool!" She grumbled. With that, the two minions went to the basement. One of the remaining ones, turned to the villain. "I know about a few targets in the area!" She called happily. "There is a convince store, underwear store, shoe store, cloth store - no, make it two cloth stores, a jeweller and a bank!" She finished counting.
"Oh goddess, she's one of those lewd sadists." one of the maids groaned. Soon, Mistress Victory was surrounded by hot moans, quivering bodies, sweat and sex juices. One particular maid collapsed just after insertion of her mistress's fingers. Even as she finished, she could hear gasps, moans and heavy breathing, as the raw of maids changed their positions - now, she Mistress Victory found herself facing assholes. Covered by skirts, but still...
Using telekinesis, Vixen gives the 'cleaners' two brooms she brought from her apartment, and lets them get to work, as she thinks about her options. "Hmmm... The jeweller and the bank are probably high security. I'd rather we not hit them for our first job, not until we get used to working together. We'll hit a clothes store, the most popular one in the area. If things go well, we'll also go after the other clothes store, and maybe the lingerie shop as well, depending on which one has more cash." And maybe I can get some goodies for myself as a bonus. She giggles.
“Don't worry, I am a sadist only if you manage to displease me.” The Mistress gave the maid that had spoken a sweet smile, that none-the-less managed to be terrifying. She also made note of the horny slut who could not even remain standing. “Good. Stay like that and don't move.” Mistress Victory commanded once her new toys had managed to assume the specified pose. This time she started with the last maid she had fingered, going along the line in the opposite direction. She lifted the skirt out of the way, put her hands on the maid's butt, and started fondling her cheeks. Then leaned down and began licking the maid's pussy at the same time, getting her even wetter... only to stop before the girl could reach her peak. She repeated that fifteen more times, leaving her new maids hot and bothered. Again she made mental notes of any who had been too slow – or too eager – to obey, as well as any who had trouble standing after receiving her attention. “Mmm, you're all so tasty... unfortunately, we don't have the time to fool around any longer. But I am pleased with most of you, so I will be generous. I give all of you five minutes to take care of any needs you might have – just make sure I can see what you are doing.” Mistress Victory declared as she crossed her arms under her breasts again, took a couple of steps back, and waited to see what her underlings would do. She ignored the fact that her own pussy had gotten rather wet as well – thanks to being surrounded by hot busty maids at home she had gotten used to being horny almost all the time and it no longer interfered with whatever she was doing.
The minions gathered around the giggling villain. "What's the plan boss?" One asked. "Yeah, when do we attack?" Second inquired.
"I'll go in to scout out the location first." She thinks. "I'll try to get the store attendant to come with me to the back, at which point you guys will attack." She thinks for a moment. "Before we hit the clothes store, I want a handful of you to go after the convenience store." She points out four minions at random. "Whether you get much money isn't that important, but make sure they hit the silent alarm, so the police come, and get out before they do. While the cops are at the convenience store, distracted, we'll be free to empty out the clothes shop." She grins. Another genius plan.
Now with her loot, it seemed like the next step was to head to her actual home now, first to grab a long shower and then get started on supper. She had told her son and daughter that she’d be late with a staff meeting, but this was pushing it. The next step after she got home would be to use that villain login tbing on her computer and find a buyer for her loot.
The next few minutes were chaotic, to say a least. But in the end, five minutes was more than enough for the women to release their hot pent-up needs in a climaxing time! By the end of it, the tired, half-naked, covered with sweat, sex juices, saliva and toothbrush women, were lying on the ground, breathing heavily.
She's meet with a couple of roger's as the group departs. Soon, the four minions moved their way, and the rest of the group moved behind the shop. As the Vixen entered the shop, she is approached by one of the salesclerks. "Good morning. How can I help you?" The woman asked with a smile. A nefarious individual has made her first move! What is this evil busty babe planning? Tune in, to the next episode - Hot hot cloth shop!
As Pincer! - no, Nikki, was returning home, a bag with jewels over her shoulder, she stopped. In front of her house, she saw her daughter - kissing someone. As she quietly moved forward, she noticed that it was an older woman...
Taking the time to change into casual clothes, Vixen enters the store. "Morning!" She beams. "I was looking through the window and I loved what I saw. I was wondering if you had anything in my size, though." She gestures to her immense breasts. "It can be hard to find something that fits when you have these."
Mistress Victory watched with amusement as her underlings rushed to get off before the time was up. In the end all of them seemed quite... satisfied. She gave them another minute to catch their breath before speaking. “Alright, enough fooling around! When we are back at the base, like this, you are allowed to ask questions. But during a mission I expect you to follow my orders instead of questioning them, is that understood?” Her glare made it clear that only one kind of answer was accepted. “If you disobey my orders and get yourselves arrested as a result, I am not wasting my time and money bailing you out; on the other hand, if you are caught through no fault of your own, I will try and get you out – unless you have done something to convince me that you are not worth the trouble. Now, any questions? If not, get dressed and then get to work – this place won't clean itself!” She waited to hear if there were any questions.
Unbelievable. Her daughter had always been accused of being something of a "dyke" by a few people in her school...and even Nikki had thought that a little a few times. But seeing her freely make out with some cheap...how old was that woman? Trying to molest her daughter. She was a villain, sure. But she had standards and her mother took the stealthy ninja approach to get close, sneaking on them as she folded her arms and stared, then deliberately letting out a cough to get their attention. "Oh, are you lost? Perhaps I should call the police and they can help you find your way to jail....get the hell away from my daughter. Taking advantage of a young girl...there’s a special place in hell for you." It was largely a bluff, but she glared at the pair, namely the older woman. She was bluffing due to not wanting the police poking around her own house or asking questions, but the shock and confusion of being caught probably would break this up easily.
Maybe it was the distractions in the background, or the fact that the straightforward demoness actually thought that those uniforms were a good idea, but she was finding it hard to hold her temper. "Of course..." she clutched her fingers tightly into a fist as she resisted the urge to punch anything. Something told her that wanton destruction wouldn't help her in any way. "Obviously I didn't really think this far ahead...Where I'm from most people just wear what they want." She also made sure to apply for a group of 2 male minions and 8 female minions.
An evil-minded seductress has lead the unsuspecting salesclerk to one of the booths, near the rear entrance. Her nefarious plan in motion, she has prepared to strike at her unsuspecting victim, like a lion on unsuspecting canary - even now her evil acts were in motion. "-A black lace might be something that your partner might appreciate." The happy salesclerk put another bra on the stock of... about there dozens of others. Now the poor villainess was lifting over three dozens of pieces of clothing. "That would be about it, for standard bras." Thank goodness! The woman just wouldn't stop! Seriously, she could easily go to EVA and take one of managing positions! "Now, let's look at the sexy staff" no. "Then the swimming bras." no, no."Then the sport bras." Nonono. "Please, look at the design of this open cup, navy blue bra. The pattern of the lace is-"
As her minions got to work, Mistress Victory realized that her minions were quite dutiful in their duties (at least, when she was around - what she didn't saw she didn't know... and the things she did not saw... hmHm!). Byt the end of the day, the building was mostly cleaned. The old washing machines were sold to Eva, and after taxation, transport costs, customer fees, insurance fees, lawyer fees, legal advice fees, subscription fees - she was able to afford one brand new washing machine!
As she came close, with her rash tongue lashing, She realised that the older woman was not kissing her daughter - she was indeed fixing her collar. The woman narrowed her eyes as she turned to Nikki - who realised, that the woman was one of her daughter's teachers. "Mrs, Yanase." She cooked her head questioningly. "What might you mean? Because it sounded awfully as if you were... yurifobic?" Her daughter gasped. She looked at Nikki with tearful eyes, shaking slightly...
Ugggghhhhhh... Sticking to the plan is so boooorrrriiinnng! If I'm going to look at bras, I want to see someone wearing them! Wait... "Er, what a selection!" She giggles, while using her psychic influence on the storeclerk to improve her mood and make Alice more appealing to her, while using the Aura of Innocence to make sure she seems harmless.. "I can't wait to try some on. The only problem is that I have issues with undressing in changerooms. Someone could just barge in, you know? Would you mind if we went into the back?"
“Alright, that's enough for today!” Mistress Victory declared after she got her underlings to gather before her. “We'll finish cleaning up the place tomorrow! And we'll also do any urgent repairs, if required. Did any of you try the showers? Are they working?” She waited for an answer before continuing. “Now go home and get some well-deserved rest – you've earned it. I expect you here same time tomorrow. Dismissed!” She watched her underlings leave, then locked the place up and went home, using the trip to do some planning. This won't do. I'll need to invest some of my own money and buy at least one more washing machine, preferably three. Then a little advertising to get at least a few customers, and we'll have a legitimate business as a front for our operation. After that we need to find and hit a suitable target to get some extra money. Mistress Victory decided. Once home she spent some time looking up info about the area around her lair. She was searching for suitable targets to hit... but if anyone asked, she was looking for potential clients for her new business. She also spent some time searching for info about any heroes active in the area – officially because she wanted to know who would come to her aid if necessary, but in reality because she wanted to know more about her potential adversaries. Letting out a yawn Elisabeth realized that it had gotten rather late and so went to sleep. I should send the girls to do some advertising around the area – it will also allow them to scout the security of any potential targets, and it might get us a few clients... I wonder if my sweet Azura needs to have her clothes washed, or if her magical powers somehow take care of that? Normally I would not waste my time washing the clothes of some pleb, but for her I'm willing to make an exception... I wonder what her panties smell like? With thoughts like that she fell asleep. (Yeah, I know, Victory's start is a bit slow – but we'll get to the good part... eventually...)
