Superman Fan Fiction / Justice League Fan Fiction ❯ New Dolls ❯ My guest ( Chapter 6 )

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My Guest

WARNING! THIS STORY IS INTENDED FOR MATURE AUDIENCES ONLY! IF YOU ARE NOT OF AGE, TURN AROUND! DON'T DROWN! THIS STORY CONTAINS BONDAGE, AN EVIL WOMAN GETTING TIED UP AND SOME BDSM.

I lean back into my dark leather chair, a glass of whiskey in hand while the main bottle rest upon the table next to me, and and listen to the angry moans of the very large and tall naked, bound, gagged, and hooded woman before me. Thick leather straps bind her legs tightly, calves to thighs, frogtying her legs above and below her knees. The dark leather digs into her supple flesh, causing them to bulge out in between the straps. She had long supple legs with thick meaty thighs and wide hips with a large ass that begged to be smacked. Ankle length ballet boots with 10 inch heels adorn her feet, preventing her from trying to walk on them should she get free. Her arms are bound behind her back in cruel reverse prayer with her wrist bound over each other and held in place by two leather cuffs that are attached to the thick posture collar around her throat. It wasn't a normal posture collar by any means due to the strange symbols burned into the leather, symbols that kept woman from using her abilities.

Her voice of anger was reduced to moans due to the massive thick rubber dildo gag that filled her mouth, stretching her jaw to its limits due to the girth while forcing her to control her gag reflex as the length of the dildo reached the back of her throat. Holding the dildo in place was a large panel gag with its straps running over her jaws and over both sides of her nose to connect int he back of her head via buckles. Encasing her head is a thick leather bondage hood that squeezes tightly against her face, accentuating her facial features while her eyes are covered with a black blindfold wrapped over her eyes, blinding her to the world. Her large breast sway to and forth and she struggles against her bindings and the two large vibrating dildos lodged deeply inside of her pussy and ass, pleasuring her against her will. Holding her in place is a rope harness around her head with the end of the rope tied up to a hook in the ceiling that prevents her from being able to get away.

"Struggle all you want Lady Alcina Dimitrescu. You won't ever get free," I say out loud, my voice and words eliciting muffled grunts of anger as she continues to struggle against her bindings, her sweat covered body glistening in the rays of the single light bulb on above her. "I'm sure you're wondering why this happening and what is going to happen to you."

Lady Dimitrescu screams into her gag, her mind full of anger as she thinks back to how she wound up in this position, bound and naked in front of a lowly human and forced to endure the pleasure coursing through her body against her will. She had been chasing after that damned man, that damned human man known as Ethan Winters. She had been chasing after him in the catacombs when everything suddenly went white and she found herself inside a modern living room where she was faced with a short human dressed in a black two piece suit with a red shirt. His eyes were a dark brown that seemed to regard her as if she was nothing but a piece of meat, a play thing for his use. Every fiber of her being was screaming for her to run away from this man, to get as far away as possible and for the first time in her life, she felt fear. Before she could even react, he snapped his fingers and suddenly found herself, naked, bound, gagged and hooded against her will. That was two hours ago. Two hours that she had been struggling, attempting to use her abilities but none of them were working and she felt the terror growing within.

"By the way, you're putting on a wonderful show with your struggles," I continue, "and I love the way your breast shake as you struggle. But I digress. I am doing this because I want you. I want to turn you into in my little pet. Soon I will have you trained and eager to please me. Just like your daughters."

Lady Dimitrescu freezes upon hearing those words, her mind filled with confusion as her daughters were dead, killed by Ethan and yet this human was talking about them as if they were alive.

"Allow me to show you," I say, snapping my fingers. The blindfold over her eyes disappears, letting her see once more and Lady Dimitrescu blinks her eyes several times before they focus upon me and I smile at seeing her eyes widen in shock. Her three daughters are kneeling on the floor in front of the human man, barely recognizable to her. Gone are the black dresses, gone are the blood stains upon their flesh around their mouths and gone is the spark of life from their eyes. They are all naked save for the black collars around their necks with names tags on them, the bondage mitts enclosing their hands and the thigh high, high heeled ballet boots encasing their long legs and feet. Their long hair is done up into high ponytails with matching black lipstick and black eyeliner and upon their heads sits a pair of fake cat ears, matching in collar with their makeup.

I watch as Lady Dimitrescu screams into her gag, the names of her daughters, pleading for them to help her, to kill me, but they ignore her orders, as they are more afraid of me. Unknown to Lady Dimitrescu, her daughters have been here for some time, being trained into the perfect little kittens. All three of them flinch when they hear me lean forward and begin to caress them, my fingers moving gently across their pale skin. Lady Dimitrescu watches in horror as she realizes that her daughters are ignoring her orders, ignoring her pleas for help.

"As you can see, they are now well trained and I care for them, give them much more then you could have ever. Soon you will be joining them," I say, as my hands land upon Cassandra's head and turn her face towards me. "Pleasure me Kitten."

She nods eagerly, a smile forming upon her lips as she turns around and crawls over to me where she uses her mouth to pull down the zipper of my pants. She expertly uses her mouth fish out my already cock and soon her tongue running up and down its length.

"You too Bella and Daniela," I say out loud, watching as the other two turn on the spot and quickly crawl over to join their sister in running their tongues over my cock. Lady Dimitrescu screams into her gag, tears forming at the corners of her eyes as she renews her struggles. "Enough of that Lady Dimitrescu. Prepare yourself for what is to come." I snap my fingers and the blindfold is back over her eyes once more, blinding her to the sight of her daughters pleasing a human, a lowly human. I snap fingers again and the vibrations from the dildos increase in frequency, eliciting moans from her as her body is assaulted by the increase in pleasure. She tries to fight it, her struggles increasing even more, but all it does is tire her out even more. Lady Dimitrescu whimpers into her gag as a powerful orgasm rocks her body, causing her toes to curl against the ballet boots. Her breast are swollen and aching, her nipples on fire, begging to be touched as she rides out the orgasm, goosebumps breaking out over her body as she writhes and shudders from the pleasure. She nearly jumps from surprise when she feels my fingers caress her breast, moving slowly across them before taking hold of her nipples and squeezing them. She screams into her gag at the pressure and feeling upon her rock hard nipples as they are pulled and twisted. Another orgasm hits her body once more, causing her to shudder.

"Soon Lady Dimitrescu, soon," I whisper into her ear, enjoying the resulting muffled scream.