Britney looked intently at the school newspaper as she briskly walked into her dorm room. Without even looking up she addressed her roommate Linda. "The paper says that there were another group of girls taken last night at the Alpha Rho party. The police are saying that crap about 'there are always some drop outs every term so don't jump to any conclusions'. This is getting ridiculous! They need to get off their butts and do something about this."
Linda was a quiet and conservative girl. When she answered, Britney was hardly surprised. "I know what you mean, but the police have said that there are no missing person reports filed and that when they contact the parents they seem to think that nothing has happened to their daughters. I think the newspaper may be exaggerating the situation."
"Yeah, right" Britney replied. "You always side with the authorities... the professors, the police, and especially Supergirl. You know you are the most establishment brainwashed individual I have ever met." Although their beliefs and attitudes widely differed, the two girls were still good friends. Britney sat next to Linda and gave her a hug. "You need to start thinking for yourself Linda before someone takes advantage of you."
Linda Danvers smiled at her friend sheepishly, but she was far more bothered about this than she let on. The disappearances on campus began months ago. Three or four coeds at a time would turn up missing after a big party, but there were weeks between disappearances. There were no commonalities between the events or the victims and so far absolutely no evidence trail to follow. Only the students seemed to think that foul play was involved and this bothered Linda more than anything.
The sad truth was this was beyond the resources of a small college town, but this was no ordinary college. This was where Linda Danvers, the secret identity of Supergirl, went to school. When it came to her community, Supergirl was tireless in cleaning up crime. Fortunately for her, Kryptonians under the influence of a yellow sun did not require sleep. Still, between natural disasters, classes, and the rise of certain other vices, the Girl of Steel was becoming taxed herself. Prostitution and illegal gambling were becoming rampant in the area. She must have closed down dozens of gambling operations and arrested hundreds of prostitutes and it seemed like for every one she took off the streets, two more would appear. If she were to get to the bottom of the disappearances, she would have to free up more time. If only she could cut back the gambling and prostitution rings, then she might be able to concentrate on the disappearances. That is when it occurred to her... If Supergirl could not find the masterminds behind the vice rings, then maybe Linda could.
As much as gambling disgusted her, it was far more agreeable than prostitution, so Linda chose that to be the first area to conquer. It wasn't hard to find a gambling house with her powers, but this time she didn't try to bust the place. No, she spent a couple hours just observing. The building was an old abandoned factory at the edge of town. To the untrained eye it looked like it hadn't seen a soul enter in months, but Linda could see that the exterior had had several improvements and had been rigged to look decrepit. She saw several people from town and from the college go in. A bouncer at the door checked them out before letting them enter, but it didn't seem to be a big deal. Seeing into the place was a little harder than she was used to though. It appears that they were using an extremely high level lead paint that blurred her x-ray vision enough that she couldn't get a clear view of what people were doing inside. She could see the rough outlines of the people as they moved about the place. She could see several areas of congregation and could hear the music, but if she didn't know better, she might have dismissed it as a frat having a theme party in the place.
Just as Linda had prepared herself to attempt to enter she saw some familiar faces approaching the factory. It was her roommate Britney and two other girls from her dorm, Jackie and Shelby. The three students absolutely beamed when the saw Linda. Britney gave her roomie a big hug and said "I bet you have been standing here all night trying to work up the courage to go in haven't you. Well, I am so glad that you are finally trying to open up your mind to things that are not by the rules. This is a small step, but you are finally starting to get what college is all about."
Jackie and Shelby were equally happy to see Linda. Jackie piped in with "You are going to love this place. I know it looks like crap from the outside, but the inside is really nice and they treat us great." The three coeds, still gathered around Linda, herded her into the former factory. The guard obviously knew the girls and waved them to the next security point where they each had to pass through a small hallway bathed in deep blue light. Linda suspected that it was surveillance equipment to pick up weapons or transmitters. She didn't dare check it out with her vision powers as it may have shorted out the equipment and set off an alarm. Her friends just walked through at a leisurely pace, but the guard stopped Linda midway through. "I'm sorry miss, but the system threw up a caution message. This happens all the time and I am sure it isn't a problem, but I'm sure you realize we can't be too careful here. We are required to run the full set of tests on you now and that will take about 5 minutes. We are sorry for the inconvenience and we will give you a pass for free drinks tonight."
Linda sheepishly responded "But I'm not old enough to drink."
Linda was starting to get concerned until she heard Britney and the girls laughing and calling back to her. "Sweetie, they don't card you at an illegal gaming room. You are a lucky girl tonight though! You are going to save us a fortune in drinks. This thing with the security equipment has happened to me twice Linda, so don't worry. We are right here waiting for you." Linda quickly felt relieved. There was something soothing about this place. The blue light was beautiful and her super hearing picked up a sound just outside the human hearing range that was similar to whale songs. She had every confidence that she would find what she needed now with her friends help getting into the gambling den and she was looking forward to having some fun with them in the process. It had been a very long time since Linda had cut loose and she realized now that this was the perfect opportunity to do just that. Linda thought to herself that this was going to be a great night.
When the five minutes were up, the guard spoke to Linda "OK Sweetcheeks, you are cleared for the party floor. Here is your pass and give them hell baby." Linda was so thrilled to be getting underway that she completely missed the guards change in manner. He not only lost all pretense of politeness; he was absolutely lewd. When she walked up to the guard to get her pass he said "Oh, by the way, it is tradition for security to cut the first slice off any hot dish that comes through." With that he swept Linda up in his arms and planted a fiery passionate kiss on her lips. The guard was a hansom muscular man and he certainly knew how to kiss. He also knew how to snake hands into very private areas, which to Linda's surprise she not only didn't mind, she enjoyed returning the favor. As his left hand thoroughly massaged her right breast and his right hand methodically kneaded her butt, Linda wantonly caressed his penis and balls with one hand and his butt with the other. The explicit display was cheered by people passing by as well as Linda's friends. Linda had excused the kiss at first as a necessary evil to getting into the club, but it wasn't long before she knew she was doing it purely for enjoyment. The inner monolog in her head was like a schizophrenic episode. On one side her thoughts screamed 'This is wrong! There are other ways to handle this.' On the other side the response was 'Who fucking cares? This guy is hot and he is all mine to play with.' Even the pent up carnal desires that Linda had long denied were not as consuming as something that had become unquestionably plain to her. This man would do anything to use her body... rob, steel, or beat the crap out of someone. He wanted her badly and this gave her power over him that she relished more than anything she had gained from solar energy.
After another few minutes intimately entangled with the guard, Linda pulled back and claimed her pass. The guard brushed her face with his hand and said "Maybe when I get off we can pick up where we left off."
Linda smiled seductively back and said "The night is too young for promises yet, but we'll see." With a wink she and her friends turned heel and entered the gambling area. Again, no one but Linda would have noticed this, but the lighting in here was slightly bluer than normal. She had noticed the same thing in the security area outside the scanning corridor, but thought that is was bleed over from the security equipment. In the background she could also pick up the faint singing sound she had heard before. After a few minutes scanning the room, she discovered that the sound was coming from the over head lighting. It looked externally like the same type of lights found in most school gyms but it was definitely not working the same way. Although curious as to what it was, she decided that it was not important to her mission or her pleasure tonight. After all, it was probably something that one of the university profs gave them to set everyone to ease. Just a higher tech version of picking the right coloring for a room to manage stress. With that, Linda quickly put the lights out of her mind.
The gambling area covered most of the old manufacturing floor and had been quite nicely arranged. Nice wall and floor coverings were everywhere you looked. The bar was fairly plush and so were all the tables and seats. Linda had seen plenty of these places when she closed them down as Supergirl, but she never had really sat down and took in the atmosphere. Of course, the people scurrying to avoid arrest did tend to take away from the atmosphere as well, Linda thought with a chuckle. The servers were all dressed in see through lingerie, garter belts, and 4 inch stilettos. Every few minutes a man would whisper something to one of them and they would walk up the stairs with the man in tow. The couples would be met at the stairs by another woman in similar attire who would pick up the woman's tables and continue the drink service seamlessly. Even the naive heroine knew that there was a brothel in operation here too, but to her surprise she didn't really care much about it. If the women can get the men to part with their money for something they enjoy anyway, then more power to them. Who was she to begrudge them the wonderful feeling of control over the men that she loved so much. Truth be told, she was green with envy of them.
Linda was having a great time with her friends. As promised, the drinks were free all night for the 4 girls and there were plenty of gambling tables to play at. The best part was you never had to spend your own money. All you had to do was let some man paw and kiss you and they covered all your losses. It was an incredibly heady feeling for Linda to get this kind of attention from men. As erotic as the near constant caressing of intimate parts was, it was the feeling of manipulating these men that really was the most erotic.
Everything was going well until an older gentleman who had parked his hand like a barnacle on Linda's ass offered her $250 to go upstairs with him and give him an hour of her time. Even as permissive as the drink and atmosphere here had made Linda tonight, that was a push way too far. Linda stared back incredulously and said "I beg your pardon?"
The man said "Oh come on. You know I don't want to get you in trouble, but you are so fine I just have to get me a piece of that ass. What do you say? I am just talking a little 69 and some tittie fucking before I let you climb on top and bring it all home." Actually the sexual images invoked were making Linda wet with desire, but the thought that he had mistaken her as a prostitute was just too much.
Britney chided the man "Mr. Lee! You know the rules here. Other than the servers, the women on the floor are simply eye and arm candy. If you want more you have to take it up with an on duty working girl or the Merry Madam will tear us all a new one." Britney then addressed her friends "Girls, I think Linda needs some help 'powdering her nose'." Jackie and Shelby nodded at Britney and as they gave Mr. Lee a stern look ushered Linda into the ladies room with them. Linda was livid, but she didn't say a word. As they entered the bathroom, Linda noticed that the lighting in here was over a hundred times bluer than the gambling floor. It was hardly anything compared to the intense blue glare of the security corridor, but this was well within the human visual range. Linda thought to herself that as strange as this choice of lighting all over this place was, they knew what they were doing as it had an almost immediate calming effect on her.
The girls all started laughing once they were well inside the lavatory and the door was closed behind them. Jackie spoke first "Damn Linda! First you give Clint up front a raging hardon and then you almost get your first trick before you even get hired." After another long laugh Shelby spoke up. "Linda, we have something we want to tell you. Up until tonight we didn't think you would understand, but now we know you will be cool with it. We all work here." Linda's jaw dropped as she looked intently at each of the girls in turn. All the girls smiled proudly at Linda. One part of Linda's mind thought 'This is nuts!' but the other part was envious of them. Shelby continued "Its true Linda. We are all working girls and proud of it. I have been a hooker for the Madam for over a month and Jackie came to work here a few days later." Britney added "I just started two weeks ago, but I love this place. Linda, it would be so cool if you worked here too. We would have such a blast!"
Linda's mind reeled at the prospect. Part of her mind railed against it and desperately wanted to fly as far as possible from here, but the part that was firmly in control answered enthusiastically "Fuck yeah! Sign me up!" The girls squealed in joy at the pending addition to their work clique. For the first time, Linda became aware that her enjoyment and enthusiasm had a forced edge to it. Part of her knew she was being controlled even as tears of joy ran down her cheeks at the prospect of this 'dream job'. Supergirl struggled to wrest control from the alien thoughts, but right now whatever was controlling her was keeping her a puppet in her own body. She could feel the excitement and almost obsessive desire to be a hooker that was forced on her as if they were her own. In fact, she knew that they quickly were becoming her own as the joy of surrender began to anesthetize her brain.
Shelby hugged Linda and said "Great! Look, we are going up to the office and seeing if they can use a few extra girls tonight. We will get you an interview with Mistress Judith, our boss, and see if we can get you on our crew. If your lucky, you can be with us when we meet the Merry Madam herself next week. I am so happy for you Linda. You won't regret this."
As the girls left the bathroom Linda felt her mind clear a little and her true personality began to regain control. She felt that some how these lights were programming people and now in the lower level blue light on the gambling floor she was able to fight her way back. Before the girls left she asked Britney "Can you tell me anything about the Merry Madam? I have never heard of her."
Britney chuckled and answered "Only her clients and employees have. She controls over 70% of the prostitution and gambling rings in the state. She is great to us working girls though. You will love her. I have to go sweetie. Every minute is sex & money lost." Britney winked at her friend and headed up the stairs.
Linda could feel the programming trying to reinforce Britney's words... trying to make her love and trust the Madam completely. She could feel all the fake thoughts and feelings crawling like maggots across her mind, but now that she had regained control the programming could not usurp her will again.
After 20 minutes Jackie, Britney, and Shelby returned to the gambling floor dressed for work. Their erect nipples were plainly visible through their sheer teddies. The garter belts holding up their black fishnet stockings left their pussies visible as well through the sheer lingerie. Their red stilettos clicked sexily in unison as they descended the stairs from the bordello offices above. The girls slinked over to the bar where Linda nursed a beer and beamed at her again. "You are so lucky tonight." Britney said. "Mistress Judith is very interested in adding you to our crew and wants to talk to you immediately. I am going to escort you up while Jackie and Shelby find someone to fuck, but you owe me for this." Linda returned her poor brainwashed friends smile and followed her up the stairs to the madam's office.
The blue lights in the bordello were ten times as intense as the bathroom had been. Thoughts of loyalty to her crew and pride in her new life as a hooker were added to the mix. The programming tried to ramp up her sex drive to a maddening level. There was no denying how excited and horny the Girl of Steel was right now. The desire to give in and be the whore she wanted to be was more than anything she had ever felt before. If her friends had brought her here instead of the bathroom, she might never have regained control, but her will held strong... barely. When they got to the office door, Britney gave Linda a big smile and said "OK, here we go!" Britney led her into a waiting room just outside Mistress Judith's office. "You are going to have to wait here until she calls you in, but just relax and you will be turning tricks within the hour." Britney looked at her friends face and noticed her almost pained look. The second they entered the room the programming effect doubled in intensity. Linda reeled as her mind was assailed with knowledge of sexual positions and acts that were added to the already intense barrage on her psyche. It was all she could do to maintain her grip. Britney helped her friend to a chair next to the office door and crossed back to the exit. She turned with a look of concern on her face and said "Sweetie, I know you are nervous, but don't worry. I know what will calm you down." Britney put her hand on a light control next to the door and moved the switch from its minimum setting of 'One' all the way to the maximum setting 'ten'. She smiled at her friend and said "See you on the floor."
Supergirl wanted to scream 'No!', but it was too late. The intensity of the blue beams were far more than any she had encountered so far. The programming took control instantly and her body was no longer her own. Prompted my the programming, Linda smiled wickedly back at Britney who winked at her as she closed to door behind herself. Supergirl fought with all she had, but the programming not only had control of her body, within seconds it swept through her resistance like a hurricane wind through a pile of leaves. The thoughts and feelings broadcast to her brain became her thoughts and she drank them in like a sponge. Within a minute, Supergirl wasn't even a memory. By the time Mistress Judith called her into her office, Linda was enthusiastically of one mind on her new career.
The Merry Madam had amassed a huge empire in just a couple years. Her life had become so much easier since she had met that geek from STAR Labs. For a genius, he sure wasn't too bright. What did he think would happen when you show a call girl an invention that can completely remold someone's personality? Well, he did impress her. So much so she made him the first victim of his own invention. He is such a loyal worker now that he runs tech support and the assembly line that supply her with mind control products. Within a month she controlled everyone at her old brothel. Within a year she ran almost every prostitution and gambling ring in the city. Now she has almost every ring state wide and is quickly becoming a major player in the white slave trade. Even the police that busted her operations were caught in her web of mind control devices as commands to make them devoted loyal customers and confidants would assail their minds while on her premises. Only these annoying heroes escaped her plans as the tended to use entry methods other than the doors.
From time to time, the Merry Madam liked inspecting her holdings. She loved these college towns. They were great recruiting zones for whores and customers. Then when the johns got tired of them, she would ship them off to white slave auctions internationally. The best part was, thanks to the programming, they went willingly. Everything ran like clockwork except for here. The operations in this town had been a particular problem thanks to that bitch, Supergirl. Well, Judith said she had some good news on that front.
Mistress Judith greeted the Madam as her limo door opened. Judith had been the Madam's boss at the old brothel before she acquired the blue light equipment. She had been sent here to get the operation under control and had done a good job so far. Inside the factory, all the girls were lined up in their work clothes waiting for the inspection. They were as excited as they would be for a favorite rock star. The Madam was pleased by what she saw. There was no doubt that Judith was her best operations manager. Once they settled into Judith's office, the Merry Madam addressed her employee "Great job, as usual Judith. So, what is the good news you promised me?"
Judith smiled wickedly as she handed the mistress a folder bearing test results. "Here is a confirmation report on one of our new girls. I think you will find it interesting." The Madam began perusing the data sheets and analysis. She had become quite expert in interpreting the results of these reports herself. There was nothing of particular significance here. As she had seen dozens of times before, the subject had completely accepted the programming and there was no chance of her breaking the conditioning on her own for at least a decade. Even then the odds were over a thousand to one on her ever breaking it. As little as ten seconds exposure to the minimum intensity blue light treatment every six months would be sufficient to remove any chance of recovery and of course she gets far more than that every time she reports for work.
The Merry Madam looked up from the report and asked "OK, what is the big deal? It is just like every other report for a new acquisition. Haven't lost one yet, have we?"
Judith replied enthusiastically "No and we won't lose this one either. The interesting part is this girl use to be Supergirl. We realized it when we tried to do a physical on her and couldn't get a blood test until we used kryptonite on her. The conditioning is so complete she doesn't even remember being Supergirl. She is just our newest girl on our most popular crew of whores."
The Madam quickly paged over to the medical report and was shocked to see the results. The girl was obviously an alien as proven by her blood test. Tests confirmed by what little evidence STAR Labs had on Kryptonians. There was little doubt that this whore was Supergirl. The Madam smiled evilly back at Judith "I knew you were the right person to send here. I expected you to deal with the bitch, but I never expected her to fall into our laps as an employee! Still, she is very high profile with very powerful friends and enemies. How do we eliminate the possibility ore reprisals against us or her?"
Mistress Judith knew the most important thing in dealing with the Madam is to always go to her with solutions, not problems. "Plans are already underway to resolve that problem. The first phase is complete and can best be called 'hide in plain sight'." Judith stated with pride. She then clicked a button on her intercom and said "Girls, you can come in now." From the outer waiting room in filed Linda, Britney, Shelby, and Jackie. The girls were dressed identically in skin tight black leather low cut pants with a slit up the outside of each leg giving a clear view of their lovely legs broken only by the leather snap on straps that held the pants on. They each wore six inch black stiletto mid calf boots that clicked in unison as they strutted into the office and all had matching black leather jackets. Barely covering their proudly extended breasts and exposing their well toned stomachs were blue bellie shirts with the familiar full chest sized S shield worn by the former heroine in which the S itself was obviously see through and clearly exposed their erect nipples. The girl's make up was far from innocent with the dark mascara, eye shadows, and lip gloss. Their hair were wavy flowing manes that screamed of erotic wildness. The way they moved was part predatory feline and part dominatrix. They exuded both sexual frenzy and utter dominance. As they came in front of the woman that owned their souls, they each took a long drag of their cigarettes and did a seductive french exhale for her. Mistress Judith continued her explanation to her Madam "These girls are our elite whores. We thought that it would be moral boosting to elevate the elite to a new corps within our brothel. They are the Supetarts. It has worked well here. We charge ten times as much for their services and the men can't get enough of them. We think this is something all the brothels could benifit from."
The girls smiled wickedly as the held their place in line moving suggestively in front of the Madam. The Merry Madam returned their evil grins with one of her own. "Yes Judith, you are 100% right. Please let the other brothels know of my wishes in this matter. Instruct them that no more than the top 5% of the whores are allowed to be Supertarts. I like this idea so much I think it is time to try it out on the streetwalker division. What do you girls say? How would you like to accompany me back to the city and bring Supertarts to the streets of the red light district. It will be 18 hour long days, but we will provide you housing in the brothels there and within a few weeks everyone that sees your symbol will know you for what you are... the most elite whores in the world." The girls could barely contain their glee at their good fortune. They could not have agreed faster. The Merry Madam addressed her elite streetwalkers once more "Excellent ladies. Go gather your belongings and meet me at my limo. We will arrange transportation for you within the hour. Mistress Judith and I have some other matters to discuss." When the girls had left the office, the Madam turned to Mistress Judith and said "That super bitch makes a hell of a good looking whore. Set them up at the K and 9th Street brothel and make sure their quarters have triple intensity lighting. I want no chance of her escaping. What I couldn't do with a few more like her."
Judith smiled again at her madam "I knew you would feel that way. As soon as we knew who we were dealing with her, I had our friend Gary from the tech support bring some of his help to her dorm room while she was on shift. He found her old uniform, her JLA communicator, a JLA computer PDA, and an alien holographic message device. He was able to modify the message device with an upgraded version of what we send the whore's parents to modify their memories and add a little surprise for the JLA's computer, security systems, and especially Superman. Thanks to Supergirl's family pictures we even know exactly who to send the 'present' to. We estimate that within the month almost every superheroine will be a Supertart and every male hero will be one of our devoted friends and customers."
The Madam smiled as she thought of the Man Of Steel "Oh I can't wait to have Superman as my devoted friend." Judith just gave her Madam a knowing smile.
While the criminal ladies discussed the intimate details of the imminent acquisitions, Superman arrived at the JLA all hands meeting that he himself had called. Batman, Nightwing, Green Lantern, Zatanna, Wonder Woman, Batgirl, Power Girl, Firestorm, Hawkman, Hawkgirl, captain Marvel, Mary Marvel, Black Canary, and every reservist other than Supergirl herself were in attendance. Over 100 heroes filled the great hall. Superman spoke to the crowd "I received this package yesterday from Supergirl. The letter was undeniably from her. It is her writing and the paper has her finger prints. She also sent it to my private home. She says she is well, but she wanted you all to see the contents of this Kryptonian memory crystal to explain where she is. She requested that I wait until all the JLA and friends were gathered before I display it. It looks like we are all here, so here goes." With that Superman activated the device and instantly a slowly spinning life sized all blue image of the Girl of Steel appeared. When it went to speak, instead of words, blue white bolts of light erupted from the image and zapped every person and computer console in the room. Even Superman froze in place as the devise edited all their memories to suit the Merry Madam's needs. The device could not convert so many powerful people quickly, but it could realign many thoughts, feelings, and memories for all of them. It even could single out specific people for special thoughts and memories. The Kryptonian elements to the trap added unprecedented power and capacity to the device. The computer and security systems, now heavily infected with viruses shut down immediately. After a minute the beams disengaged everyone but Superman and they slumped in their seats. Still held in the grip of the memory beam, he could not avoid the image of Supergirl that reached out to his head and seemed to merge with his very being. His eyes glowed florescent blue as the hologram infused him with its energy and programming. When it had been completely absorbed, the memory crystal grew dark while the Man of Steel staggered backward and shook his head.
While superman regained his composure, all the other heroes slowly snapped out of their own trances as all their minds finished their reboots with the new information firmly committed. Superman again addressed the crowd "I am sure you all join me in wishing Supergirl good luck in her choice to give up being a heroine in favor of pursuing a normal life. She has certainly earned the right." Everyone nodded agreement to his sentiments. Superman continued "Batman, what is going on with the computers and security systems? This has gone on long enough!"
Batman stood and answered "It certainly has. I have contacted a security company that will be here within the hour. They will add new security corridors, rework our computer system, and even add a new lighting system through out that will help us remain calm in crisis. They even have much more intense versions that will go in our quarters to help aid us to decompress in our off hours and in our holding cells that will keep even the most violent criminals calm. They estimate that they can have everything installed within 48 hours. I can personally vouch for their credentials." All the heroes cheered the news.
Superman smiled at his friend and said "As always Batman, you are on top of the situation. Thank you everyone for your time. I am sure now that everything will work out well."
It took longer to go over projections with Mistress Judith than the Madam had planned. The Supertarts were already well on their way to their new lives on the streets of the state's largest city. In another hour they should be working the red light district for the first time. The thought of that former pain in the ass and her friends becoming the hooker poster children amused the Madam no end. When they finished the plans for growing business in the area, Mistress Judith informed her Madam "I have a special present for you. He has been waiting in the outer lobby for over a half hour under the maximum intensity beams. He should be more than ready to talk to you now." With that, she depressed a button on her console that turned off the mind control apparatus outside and spoke into the intercom "You can come in now please."
When the door opened, there stood the majestic Man of Steel. The Madam's jaw dropped. She wasn't sure what was going to happen. He looked sternly at her and walked around the desk to stand at her side. She began to suspect the worst. Had Judith somehow escaped her conditioning? Was she making a bid for control of her empire? Her unspoken question was answered when Superman got down on one knee, kissed her hands, and looked up pleadingly into her eyes. "I... I can't pretend anymore." he said. "I love you so much. I know you can't love me like I do you, but I will do anything to be yours."
The Madam smiled evilly at her new toy, but it was Mistress Judith who answered him "You know what her terms are 'hero'. Now spell it out so there is no doubt."
"I will never interfere in your operations." he began. "I will help whenever asked. I submit myself body, mind and soul to you. I am yours to do with as you please." Superman bowed his head until his forehead rested on the Madam's hands.
"Very good slave." Judith gloated. "Now put on your collar. Make sure you wear it whenever you are in the Merry Madam's presence." Judith handed him a dog collar that he adeptly fastened to his own neck. On the collar was a tag that simply read 'Madam's Toy'. Judith addressed her madam "I couldn't help myself. The thought of getting you an early bonus to the plan was just too delicious. I hope you like your present."
The Madam rose to her feet. With her hand lightly poised under Superman's chin she drew him up to his full height as she stood. Lightly her hand glided down his muscular chest, lingering for a long minute on his pectorals while she lightly teased his nipple. She then continued gliding the hand slowly down to his already erect manhood throbbing with desire for the woman of his dreams. Her other hand moved around his neck slowly until she firmly grabbed his thick mane from the back and pulled his lips to hers. After an extended kiss she looked back dreamily at her employee and said "Yes, this will do nicely. Prepare a room for me and my devoted lover. I think I can wait a few days to head home, don't you my pet?" Superman nodded agreement to his mistress.
Judith pressed another button and a door to a private suite devoid of any mind control devices opened up. "Already taken care of Madam. By the time you are through playing with your new toy, we should have our first converts show up for work." The Merry Madam smiled wickedly as her sex slave carried her in to her boudoir. Judith had always been a hard working whore. Now under the influence of her mind control devices that work ethic had been focused on the Madam's behalf and soon she would spread that work ethic to every hero on the planet.