Request 6: A certain hero lives the secret life of the planet's biggest villain. They just haven't seen it yet. -Jersey
I go by Superior. At least, my human name is Charlotte, if that's any easier. I haven't checked base C-22 in a while so I leave my observatory through the open roof and take off through flight at Mach 2 speeds. I'm taking it easy for today. I have multiple bases around the (world?) and still growing, all with different purposes.
A's are where I chill and take time off with my closest family. B's are where I meet with other heroes (and are the only the public know about). C's are where the business happens, my slow reign over the planet. It's where people are tested on to be given powers, where the women fall in line to be given a chance to follow behind closely, where the few men are quite literally whipped into shape to perform my bidding. It's where the trafficked all meet to fall into the same fate. Which brings me to D. D's are small abandoned buildings where my artificial 'heroes' work to bring me new participants. Whether they want to or not, they're participating. D's often change so we can avoid officials when it gets hot, and there's no sort of information that can be traced back to me since they're brainwashed on routine to forget. E's are only for me. Sometimes I'll bring someone else but they won't remember, or they'll be dead.
I land at the hideout C-22 and the guards check to see if it's me. They have to since anyone can be anyone nowadays. "Hurry, please," I tell him with an irrational impatience. "Hmm," he finishes his checkup and hits a button on his watch. This signs the control room and in a moment the massive stone doors begin to part ways. Just a checkup. I walk through the entrance and drift off my feet to float down the next doorway to the lab.
There are people in rags all over, led by scientists running specific experiments. I pass through the room to the next, where the trafficked are brainwashed. "How's it going?" I ask the sole professional in charge of this room. The only one because this sort of thing is only dealt with by someone with very special abilities. Ones that are hard to come by.
Immediately, he is shocked by the sound of my voice and it causes him to throw his clipboard in the air. He turns around to find me hovering above, sputtering and spouting nonsense. "I, I, well, uh, this, uh, we," his body twitches and trembles as he fixes his glasses. "Good news, Harold," I speak down to him. I move down the hall to see the birds that have been captured for me.
One by one, lined up in capsules laid out in one column along both walls. The capsules are almost as if an egg yolk, where it's easy for one thing to get in and impossible to get out. I push my hand through the yolk to grab at the face of the most attractive woman that'd been taken. "This is some good meat," I tell the doctor. "Looks like the best batch we've had so far," I pull my arm away and hover back toward him.
"I thought so," I hear a soft voice behind me. I turn to my surprise, "Annie. I haven't seen you in…a while." One of my earliest handmaidens. I feel like I can share with her almost everything. Almost. She's one of my earliest followers and has never done a thing to hurt me or my reputation, in one way or another. She's as loyal as loyal can be. Dark skin, hourglass, hair long and wavy - she's hot too.
Annie walks closer to hug me with all she's got. I keep my expression of business now that people can see me, but my handmaidens do well in cracking a smile from my cold and blank face. "How was your mission?" I continue hovering off the ground a moment but join my palm to her cheek in greeting. "It was okay," she looks to me with a smile.
I run my hand along her face and bite my lip, pressing my fingertip to her lips until she takes it in. "Good," I tell her as I hook my finger to her cheek and pull back. "Ow," she laughs nervously as she drools openly to the ground. I let her go and turn back to the doctor. "How are the others coming along?" I smile to him, turned on by seeing Annie again.
"Well, that's," he stumbles upon his words a while before giving it to me straight. "None of these here will be able to leave the room." "What?" I tell him in a very serious tone. I rise in the air and feel myself becoming hot. He sees the outline of my eyes turning red. "Now, wait. I can fix this. I just need to find out how," he laughs nervously. "That's all, all I need is time."
"How long have they been stuck here?" I ask him. "Well, um, it was a miracle not to see you actually. Um, well, about a month-" In no time after that do I light him up and send a beam through his heart. Both streams from my eyes pull up and then downward in a diagonal before ripping through him a few more times. I drop to the ground.
"Fuck," Annie giggles. I turn and heat up once more. I feel the lasers burst from my eyes to heat her tits. "Nnf," she moans loudly. "Fuck~," she repeats. Again, I send beams toward her nipples and it tickles her, only barely burning through. Pain leads to the greatest pleasure. I grab at her suit rips and pull it apart completely, exposing her breasts in an instant. I strip my suit from the bottom half to expose my pussy.
I pull her hair forward until she trips on her knees and hover with her head between my thighs. I feel her tongue as I strip the rest of my suit off and let the pieces drop to the ground. Naked now, I float above the ground and get my pussy eaten to calm me down. I'm riding her face while she strips for me, but it doesn't work. I look up to some of the women we had waiting and just get angrier.
"FUCK!" I shout as I send lasers through some of their heads. "FUCK YOU, FUCK YOU," I send beams of light through the scientist and watch his body move slightly with each attack. Bloodied and guts all over, even just seeing the body for a second makes Annie gag.
"Fuck," she holds herself from vomiting. "Fuck, baby, it's all right." I pull back up to my feet and pull Annie to hers. I pull her skintight pants to the floor, pull her leg around my waist and rub against her. Our pussies tribbing, our geitals rubbing together for a sense of sexual gratification. I barely feel good from the moment.
I spit down at Annie's cunt and continue. I fuck her for minutes upon minutes like that, just out of anger. I feel in need of release so I lift her off the ground and leave the lab in a blur. I'll deal with it later.
.
I return to the observatory and leave the roof wide open. Nobody's risking life or death trespassing in this airspace, so I have no worries about any stray heroes peeping at my body. Annie is able to take any of my powers like a champ, which means I can be as rough with her as I want. Almost. Of course, I have to hold back at least a little. Not trying to kill the thing.
"Charlotte," she whispers in my ear. "Mmf," I moan through unsteady breathing as I tuck her legs behind my waist and fall upon her. She wraps her arms around me as I take lead, driving down with my pelvis. My clit forces itself against hers for minutes until I hear the slopping of our cunts warming up and feel strings between our lips. Strings of our juices. Tasty.
After a moment of missionary, staring into her eyes and making her take it, I feel popping at my tongue. I begin to hover and throw her up into the air, catching her by the leg as she drops. I pull it up and get a better hold of her body as I lower my tongue to Annie's gash.
I push her head to mine and she follows through, as the obedient follower she is, and we lick, suck, eat each other while moving in all directions through the air. Upside-down, sideways, right-side-up, it was like a compass that forgot its destination.
I couldn't think straight. With the women I've lost to the woman that returned, to the growth of my army - things are just going too slow for me, and I haven't felt pleasure like this in days with Celia. I feel her lips smacking against mine, tongue slipping between my ridges, mouth attaching to my cunt to suck while flicking between each of my folds. "Fuck," I can't keep up with her. If anyone won an award for munching muff, it'd be her.
I drop to the bed and we rest sideways, head on the other's thigh, never moving from our treats. Drool pours from my mouth to her leg and I feel the same from her. Wetness meets at my thigh and heads downward to my duvet. I roll above her and pull my body back to ride her face.
I flip around to see her good work, and it just makes my heart warm. "Nyesh, mmf," she moans as I drive into her mouth. "N'yo're a qweeen~, baby. Fuck yesh." I run my hands through her hair and pull her head up into me to fuck as hard as I should.
"Fuck," I shout, angry and very turned on. I flip her around and raise her ass as I push her top into the bed. With her knees keeping her backside supported, I drag her back to the edge of the bed and hover behind with my head centred behind her.
I open wide to drop a dollop of saliva on her hot piece while staring down at it. It swims down her vagina as it mixes with our collaboration of juice. I bite my lip. "Mmf," she moans. "What're you gonna do to me?" I hear the lust and helplessness in her voice. Spitting on my fingers, she gets the idea. "Oh," she giggles.
I lick upward from her clit, moving my tongue round to taste what we've been creating. I suck it all in and house it in my mouth as I float toward her face and kiss her. I spit down what I've caught, gushing the liquids through to drown her tongue. I move back around, rub my spit-covered fingers against her goods and press the tips of my fingers into her.
"Mnf, fuck," she laughs nervously. "I haven't done this in a while, babe, can you go easy?" Annie asks me. I bite on her ass cheek and don't respond. I do, however, slip out a finger and keep to the two. "Thanks, babe," she tells me as she grips down on the duvet and bites down on a pillow.
I see her toes curl and her feet twist in semi-circles. I spank her harshly, getting ahead of myself. "Ooh~, " she pulls forward to recover and sends her ass back bouncing and moaning for more. When I can fuck as I please, they usually end up dead. I think Annie's too valuable for that unfortunate end. I fuck her harder and harder with my fingers while looking down at her with an utter sense of domination - gritting my teeth and certain thoughts in my mind.
It goes on for hours with sessions of me seated in the air with my legs spread, allowing her to eat me, to pinning Annie with her chest to the cold face of the wall and having my way with her nethers. I pull her away to feel her from behind, brushing my hand along her tits and lowering my fingers to her pussy.
My fingers both dance along her nipples and move between her folds. I lift her to hold her up by the leg while I ram three fingers upward into her. Annie's a squirter. I ram until I feel like it's coming. I shove a fourth finger upward, this one penetrating her asshole.
"Fuck. Fuck," she rolls her eyes and head back, fondles her breasts and smiles in ecstasy. I throw her to the bed where she lands and bounces awkwardly with both her legs up. I rush toward her and slip our legs in between each other until our pussies collide. We rub together so quickly we could've made a flame. The pleasure in her eyes gets me jealous, building my sense to dominate her.
I dirty talk all through my mind while I see her moving. Her hips and shoulders bounce along in the rhythm of my movement. I feel it. She feels it too. We both orgasm with the power of a god, and her squirt shoots from the bed to the floor a good while away.
The floor is joined by another few hard spurts. We both shake against each other all the while during, and grip tight. So tight, I end up leaving her with a bruise. Our treats pulsate and drool over each other, making a mirrored mess of our faces.
I see the drool drip freely from her cheek to her chin, and I feel some of my own as well. I spit at her other cheek on the come-down before shoving in a few of fingers. The best feeling I've felt in a while. Something that can make me forget about the kink in my plan. We both fall back and catch our breaths. Easily, the feeling of great pleasure escapes me. I want to go again.
-Dragon