"Endurance too?" Vanessa mumbled, surprised he could still stand up after taking her punch. "I wasn't planning on leaving you awake to question you, but since you're still conscious. Mind telling me what you're doing here?" She asked, frowning as she takes a stance. Giving the man a good chance to see her tight costume hug her curvy body. "I was curious what a small army was doing watching this big ship, and I doubt a thug like you can afford it, so who're you working for?" The heiress asked, making it seem as if she's here by coincidence.
“I wouldn't mind if you stayed permanently.” Azura mumbled before answering. “It's not a problem if you stay for a while. I live alone and the apartment is owned by my family, so I am free to share it with whoever I want. I think the more immediate issue is getting you some new clothes, because mine are a bit too small for you, it seems...” She gave a meaningful look at Esmerelda's borrowed clothes, before turning to Sapphira. “But first, where are those pancakes you mentioned? I'm starving.”
"Ah~" Faye moaned, as the man pulled her by the hair again. She could barely stand... so tired was she from her climaxes... but she was still turned on. Click, click, click. Her eyes focused, on the face of the mayor as she approached. "Yhm~" a moan escaped as the woman suddenly grabbed her by hair. She did not suspect Kizuahara to have soo much strength. "Yhm~" Faye shuddered and a whimper escaped her, her body shook a little as she noticed sadistic glint in the woman's eye. "You're a worthless slut, my girl, but you may not be entirely without use." She grins. "I will allow you to continue masquerading as a hero at night, but make no mistake, you belong to me, now. Me, and whoever I decide to loan you to. Do you understand?" Kizuhara said... and there was soo much cruelty in her voice... "Yes~" She moaned out- Slap! Faye's head snapped to the side, her cheek was burning as the woman slapped her hard. "When I allow you to talk, slut, you address me as 'mistress'. You will address the men I let you fuck as 'sir'. There's a very special man I plan to give you to soon - you will call him 'master'." As she says it, her fingers slip into Fayes's pussy. The blond's eyes widden, as her body shakes from small climax. "Yes, Mistress~" She moaned out obidiently, as her mind was blanking from pleasure. When the mayor-mistress let her go, Faye was too weak to stand - she fell on the ground, her legs giving out as her body was still shaking from pleasure. She was not all there, when the man started leading her again. She remembered ridding an elevator and - "Hey, hotelboy." the man from porn clip's voice sounded. "Want to put in place one of those rich bitches? Here, one just would love it to take it into her ass..." She remembered getting into the car. Lights passing - she was concentrated on sucking the driver, as they were traveling. When they finally arrived at the shadowy room, and she was presented... there was silence. Finally one of the man spoke. "She might normally be good looking, but I am not interested in letting this filfth touching me." The man sneared. "We do have standards~" The other chuckled. "I think, I have a solution." Other spoke. "She still can serve as entertainment." He pushed the button in the pilot. After a few moments, a woman, in BDSM outfit arrived. "You called sirs?" She asked, her voice respectful. "Yes, dear." The man who called her spoke and pointed at Faye. "Take this slut to room 7. Make sure she is entertaining." "Of course sir." The woman said, with certain glee. The next thing Faye realised, was that she was walking into room 7 - and the woman behind her grabbed the whip... The next couple of hours, were a blurr of climaxes and pain... Some deemed it entartaing enough...
The man eyes her up, before answering. "I don't get paid to tell secrets to superheroes. I suppose you could convince me." He smirks.
"You're sweet, my dear." Esmerelda chuckles. "Yes, I can probably take care of that myself, later." The blonde returns, food in tow.
"Then I suppose I'll convince you by breaking a few more bones." Vanessa replied, moving at superhuman speeds. She attempts to break his legs, hoping it'll slow him down. Sadly, due to their speed being more or less the same, the flamboyant man would probably notice how... amateurish her movements were for a superheroine.
Faye's eyes open the next morning, her body sore and exhausted, as she looks around, seeing her apartment. Rising from her bed, she looks for any intruders, but sees no one. It seems after...whatever happened in that room, she was brought back home - alarmingly tripping none of her security measures. Last night might have been a dream, if she couldn't feel the sting from the whips. On her bedside table is a note, written presumably by the man in the video. Head to the mayor's house at midnight - bring your costume.
Spoiler: Speed Contest Roll D100: Vanessa: 59+20 (Collar)-10 (Untrained) Gang Leader: 78+25 (Superhuman Speed) Again, she hits nothing, the man zooming past her. "Hmm... Impressive abilities, but no skill behind them." In front of the container, the villain mocks her. In a burst of speed, he reels back, before slamming into one of the container's three locks and shattering it, leaving only two holding the door closed. "You have fun picking on street level guys without powers, right? You're about to find out that fighting supers is a whole other league." He laughs, the redness on his chest beginning to dissipate. "Oh, and break all the bones you can. I don't just move fast, honey, I heal fast, too." Spoiler: Enemy Healing Factor D100: 51+10=61
“Mmm, that looks tasty!” Azura commented upon seeing the food. “Alright, let's sit down and eat.” Soon she was doing just that, enjoying the pancakes and the company of the other two women. Having guests to share breakfast with was a rare occurrence for her...
Faye groaned. She was sure she spend most of the night entertaining mayor's supporters and mistress Elena... the waithaired woman wa incredibly skilled with the whip. Faye never thought she would climax just from the sting of the whip on her skin. As she looked around, she realised it was already quite late. She mast have sleept through most of the day... She got up and took a shower, quickly checking the state of her body. Then she went to check how did Erik do, and if there were ay results of her search for Blue Streak and man from the video. She paused. For a moment she thought about defining the major... but she quickly realised the fulfility of such action... and she enjoyed it too much...
It seems that, ditsy as she may be, the blonde is actually a capable cook - the pancakes melting deliciously in Azura's mouth. "So, my girl." Esmerelda begins. "Are we the first to know about your secret? You mentioned your family wasn't aware."
"Rrrh." Vanessa growls, clenching her fists as the man taunts her. Although his words were true, it still pissed her off specially with her godlike powers. Thankfully, her as one of Central city's elites allowed her to keep her anger from clouding her judgement. Taking a deep breath, the heiress takes another stance as he brags about his healing factor. "Then, I'll just need to keep snapping your bones, until you give up." She replied, deciding that for the first time, Vanessa could unleash her full capabilities.
“Then be glad it was to an elite.” She could only guess that he was trying to make his escape for now. She still felt it would be better to have him captured then let him regroup later, so she tried to use what strength she still had to let out final magical blast aimed for his leg. The force should be enough to paralyze him and keep him from being a nuisance. His wounds were probably still treatable enough if they were attended to fast enough, that he wouldn’t necessarily die from it.
Azura nodded. “Yes, you are, as far as I know. I haven't told anyone, not wanting to get other people involved and put them at risk, so unless someone somehow found out about me and was kind enough to keep it to themselves it's just the two of you.” She explained. “Mmm, tasty!” She smiled happily as she ate another pancake.
Looking at herself in the mirror, Faye judges that the marks from yesterday have mostly disappeared - though she has to wonder how they made marks on her nigh indestructible body in the first place. She finds Erik enjoying a donut by the beach, bathed in morning sun, and totally unaware of what happened to her last night. "I got those two boys on board. One was using his powers to cover up seeing another girl behind his girlfriend's back, while the other one jumped into a house fire and actually managed to save a kid. So they're douchebags, but douchebags with some sort of conscience." He finishes the donut, brushing the crumbs off his uniform blouse. "Found out Blue Streak's identity - Morgan Morrigan, a news reporter from back in the day. Weird that I never recognised her, but I guess costumes make people look different." The man, however, is still unidentified - Faye gets the sense that nothing will come from it.
"So they are worth working with." Faye nodded. "Will you be able to train them?" She asked. She already later prepared the transfer of Golden Lasso under her custody - but knowing that her situation was now difficult, Faye changed it to Erik's custody. "Morgan Morrigan?" She tasted. She remembered the young reporter from back before... but... "So, where she is now?" She asked, curiously.
Spoiler: Speed Contest Roll D100: Vanessa: 30+20-10 Gang Leader: 68+25 Her enemy literally runs circles around her as she tries to hit him, before smashing another of the container's locks - leaving only one left. "No person with a reasonable understanding of their own abilities would do this so recklessly - relying on powers and just expecting to win. You're used to getting your way." He grins. "Let me guess - rich girl? Daddy's money solved all your problems before you ever had to face life's challenges?" Effortlessly, he dodges side to side, evading her punches. "Your looks alone probably got you plenty of action, so you suck in bed too, am I right?" He ducks under a kick from one of her long legs. "Not that I wouldn't be interested in educating you in that regard. You've already got a collar on - why not put on the leash?"
Malady hears a boom and sees a flash of light from outside, and realises her guess was wrong. He wasn't using the belt to escape, but blowing it up so she couldn't get his gadgets. Too weak to move, Finch groans. "Why are the hot ones...ugh...always crazy?" He laughs, before his eyes close.
"I see the logic, but it sounds lonely. We should introduce you to some of the girls at some point." Esmerelda suggests, taking a bite of her own food. "Oh, and your family - what's the chances of them stopping by to visit you? We don't want them seeing something they shouldn't."
"Ghhh, stay still damn it." Vanessa growls, Since he's aiming for the last lock, that's where I'll strike, since that where he'll be. She thinks to herself, frowning as he continues taunting her. "Maybe, maybe not, tol bad you'll never know!" The heiress growls, deciding to go with a few jabs, which'll allow her to catch up to him once he tries to go for the last lock. But, as he taunts her about the leash. "Heh, why don't you try putting it on me then?" Vanessa grins, taunting him back, waiting for him to make a move for the lock, before leaping towarss him, hoping to knock him out by slamming him against the massive container.
