Hypnotic Supervillain in the streets and the sheets. But only on mutually agreed upon terms.
Deep.
Hard.
And suddenly he knew. He wanted this. He needed it.
My words filled him, and took over. Like filling a full glass, his will and thoughts spilled over and made room for Mine.
And then the superslave begged to kneel before Me.
And I let him.
Deep.
Hard.
And suddenly he knew. He wanted this. He needed it.
My words filled him, and took over. Like filling a full glass, his will and thoughts spilled over and made room for Mine.
And then the superslave begged to kneel before Me.
And I let him.
And before he could react, he was knocked out and brought down into my training center, where he woke tied like this, shirtless, and unable to focus away from the source of a soothing, calming... relaxing... voice.
And before he could react, he was knocked out and brought down into my training center, where he woke tied like this, shirtless, and unable to focus away from the source of a soothing, calming... relaxing... voice.
When the sidekick snuck in through the window, in the dead of night, my new mindless hero-slave was already waiting.
When the sidekick snuck in through the window, in the dead of night, my new mindless hero-slave was already waiting.