Sexual Material. Story meant for people over 18, although it will probably be read by kids who pretend to be older than they are. For shame. All characters copyrighted by DC Comics, yadda yadda yadda...
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PART A
(I) DEATH AND A STATUE
The mission had gone very wrong. M'Onel flew as fast as he could from the planet's surface, tears in his eyes. Almost half the Legion had been killed before they had been able to put a stop to that maniac's machinations. Fortunately people had survived and the universe was saved, but the number of casualties prevented anyone from celebrating their victory. They would muddle through somehow though. Probably hold another recruitment drive. They had to, they were the Legion of Super Heroes.
Spark watched as her last chance off the planet flew away like a rocket. She tried to cry out to M'Onel but he didn't hear her, not even with his super sensitive hearing. It was like with the others.
Just before the others had left they acted as if they couldn't see her, like she didn't exist. It was her worst fear come to life: being forgotten, ignored, and lost forever. And now it had come true. Not even Garth acknowledged her. She had tried everything to get his attention; she had shouted, hit him, she had gone so far as to give him a zap with her electricity powers. Nothing had worked. He had been totally centered on Irma. He was crying into her shoulder mumbling something sadly about Ayla. But Ayla was right there trying to get his attention! How could he not even sense his own twin sister's presence?
Spark shouted, pleading, desperate to be heard, not to be abandoned on this planet. She didn't want to be alone. She began to cry.
"It's no use, Spark," a voice behind her said. "As far as he's concerned you died. They all think you died."
She turned to identify the speaker. Her mouth gaped at the sight of him.
"You're mine now," said Brainiac 5. "You belong to me."
It couldn't be, Spark told herself. Brainiac 5 had been killed by the madman they had been sent here to destroy. How could he be right in front of her? From the words he was saying it didn't seem like Brainy. Maybe he had died and then his body was taken over by a hostile being. It was possible, weirder things had happened.
"Who-who are you? What have you done to Brainy."
Visible annoyed, the being reached into his pocket and pulled out small cylindrical object. "For the last time, it's Brainiac 5. You've called me Brainy for the last time."
He began to manipulate the cylinder. Spark was beginning to doubt her theory of possession. Whoever this was, it sounded a lot like Brainy. If it was, then he would be able to get her home...
And as that comforting thought came to her, the cylinder in Brainiac 5's hand began to glow brightly and Spark passed out.
It was the money. No one ever thought about it, but it was the money. That's where the true power lay in the universe. Of course he practically owned the Universe, so it was only right that he knew what it was all about. The third and fourth richest men in all the United Planets used their money to get what they wanted. But they didn't understand its true power. No one did except him--only Querl Dox, Brainiac 5.
No one remembered that Vril Dox II was Brainiac 5's ancestor, they had always focused on Brainiac 1. Their mistake. Of course he had always remembered it, but never gave any thought to the practical applications until that jaunt into the 20th century. Inconceivable really.
All it had taken was a deposit into a bank and instructions left to an investment firm, both of which he knew would still have records intact a thousand years later. When he had returned he found that he had become the richest man, period. Just as he had predicted.
And as he walked down the hallway of Legion headquarters he thought about the true ramifications of it all. He would finally be able to indulge every track of his great intelligence.
He stopped in the memorial room and thought about the new statues that would soon be added.
Brainiac 5 waited for three minutes until he received a telepathic communication from Saturn Girl informing everyone to report to the Space Cruiser, there was an emergency which would be explained in detail once they were on their way to the planet. Urgency was of essence.
The first thing that had stuck Spark as odd when she began to wake was that she had been standing up. That became a passing thought when her eyes opened and she beheld dead Legionaries. Only they didn't seem dead. She saw XS, Umbra, and Triad directly in front of her, standing next to each other, arms to their sides and backs straight. They weren't moving, as though they were statues.
When she tried to turn her head to see who else was in the room, she found she couldn't. Panic swept over her. She couldn't move her body! Oh grife, what was happening? Were the others in the same predicament as her, wanting to move but unable? Who had done this to her? Where was Brainy?
All she could do was blink.
Now that she looked at the others she could make out their eyes moving back and forth, trying to figure something out, anything. By using her own peripheral vision she could see that others were to each of her sides. Possibly the other dead Legionaries.
Brainiac 5 walked into the room he had jokingly called the throne room when he had constructed the building. It was supposed to be a storage closet meant for some of his larger inventions. Upon further thought he had installed an actual throne in the room. It really was a perfect size for such a thing. He even took the time to make the room seem like a throne room out of a fantasy holo-vid. The lighting in the room was solely due to torches hanging on the walls. (They were powered through nuclear means though.) Empty pedestals stood along the walls, awaiting sculptures to display. A large red carpet lead from the door to the foot of the throne, which was raised three steps above the rest of the room.
The throne itself was another inspiration based on the visit to the 20th century. The throne was an exact duplicate of the chair Meteron of the New Gods had sat upon. To fashion a throne based on the God of Knowledge's chair amused Brainiac 5.
The latest additions to the throne room stood like guards on both sides of the carpet. To his right, XS, Umbra, and Triad. To his left, Shrinking Violet, Kinetix, Spark, and Kid Quantum. He walked between them and observed as their eyes registered him. He wondered which of them thought he was their salvation and which had figured out his true intentions.
He ascended to the throne and sat in it, his great intellect deciding how to proceed. He took from his pocket the cylinder and inserted it into an appropriate crevice in the throne's arm.
He decided. "Turn towards me and line yourselves side by side."
The seven Legion girls obeyed his orders. Brainiac 5 smiled as he saw Umbra and Kid Quantum's eyes shut as they tried to stop themselves, their bodies betraying their efforts. This would be more fun than he had anticipated.
He owned the planet. The "emergency" had been a ruse. All it had taken was to leave some communication technology on the far side of the hemisphere the last time he had visited to complete construction on his fortress. Theirs were simple minds, easy to trick. Even Saturn Girl with her telepathy couldn't compete with a 12th level intelligence, let alone try to read anything in his mind he didn't want read.
It all went according to plan. Once they landed on the planet he used the mental intensifier he made last week to control the mind of Saturn Girl, and through her the others. He then had Saturn Girl implant the memory of a terrible battle with a maniac able to destroy the universe into every one of the Legion of Superheroes save himself. The battle was supposed to have been rough, leaving six of the girls and himself dead. The robots came and took the girls to his fortress after he had made sure that all six were unconscious and under the mental control of the intensifier.
He would have taken all of the females but some of them weren't very appealing, who would want a snake or a green monster. True the snake had the power of illusion but at his level of intelligence he could see through any illusion instantaneously. Phase and Saturn Girl were more than desirable, but their intense emotions toward their respective lovers would eventually have overcome his intensifier. Then they could have stopped his plan from reaching fruition.
Brainiac 5 was about to send the "survivors" on their way when he saw Ferro playing with Koko. He had planned to let Spark go with the others so that she could take care of the damned monkey but if Ferro could handle the task...
He had Saturn Girl include one addendum to the battle. At the last second Spark heroically gave her life to kill the madman when he tried to kill Live Wire.
All seven stood before him in a row, silently awaiting their next order. No doubt they were all mentally screaming for help, or for the ability to kill him.
Glorious, his ancestors would be proud. Well, maybe not Stealth, but the others without a doubt.
Brainiac 5 looked over his toys, for that is what they were now, and assessed each one's strengths and weaknesses to decide which he would start with.
Kid Quantum, Spark, Kinetix, Triad, XS, Umbra, and Shrinking Violet all in a row, his to play with as he saw fit. Almost everything he had ever dreamed of.
"Kid Quantum come here."
Jazmin Cullen walked toward the throne and knelt in front of it on one knee, head bowed to the ground. The dark skinned heroine from Xanthu's costume was designed much like a 20th century leotard, leaving her legs exposed while covering her torso and arms. This meant that in the kneeling position she was in, she could feel her breath on her thigh.
"Your power is to create stasis fields, effectively freezing time in an area."
Jazmin made no response. Actually she was sure she was unable to. She had spent the last hour trying unsuccessfully to move any part of her body. Growing up playing with James and his stasis belt, she was used to the idea that if she couldn't move her body then speaking was impossible. She simply stayed kneeling, cursing Brainiac mentally for whatever it was he had done to her.
She shut her eyes and tried to concentrate on the sensation of her breath hitting her thigh when an odd sensation, something like a touch, on her shin, above her boot, caused her to loose focus. Opening her eyes Jazmin could see Brainiac 5's head was level with her shin. Although her leg obstructed some of her view she could see parts of his face...
Oh grife, he was licking her leg! His hand came up and pushed her head back so that Kid Quantum was staring at the ceiling. His way now unobstructed, he began to move up her shin. She could feel his tongue snake up her shin, past her knee, and onto her thigh. On her thigh he shifted the path of his tongue to lick her inner thigh. As he began to move his way up, she closed her eyes, bracing herself for what was to come. His tongue slowly traveled the way of the thigh towards her pussy. Her breath began to become more labored in her fearful anticipation of what was to come. His tongue reached the end of her leg...
And was gone. Jazmin kept her eyes shut, uncertain of what had happened. Brainiac 5 had stopped but she didn't know why. She couldn't even feel the tongue on her leg anymore.
A voice whispered into her ear, "I stopped at the costume."
Kid Quantum opened her eyes to find Brainiac 5 standing over her. He took her head in his hands and pulled her of her knee onto her feet. When he was assured she would not fall over, he returned to his throne.
"You can speak now. I will give you that one privilege Kid Quantum. It's not as if anything you say can affect your fate."
All she could think to say was, "Why?"
Brainiac 5 looked down at her. "Show me your breast."
Jazmin's eyes grew wide with horror. "No. I won't."
Despite her response Kid Quantum's hands grabbed the collar of her costume and began to pull the fabric apart. She tore the front of her costume down the middle to just above her navel.
"No, stop," she pleaded. "Please stop."
Brainiac 5 sat back, silent, his eyes glued on his teammate's movements. Her other hand took the now loose costume covering the left portion of her chest and pulled it away to reveal her beautiful, brown breast. She closed her eyes, humiliated.
"I'll tell you what," Brainiac 5 said. "I'll give you a chance to convince me to let you and the others go, do you want to take it?"
"Yes!" Kid Quantum exclaimed, a chance to get out of here!
"Good. There is one condition."
"I won't have se..."
"Nothing so blatant. You must play with the nipple of your exposed breast while you try to convince me."
"But..."
"Proceed."
Almost of its own volition, her left hand moved to her breast and her fingers grabbed her nipple. She rolled it between her fingers until it began to stiffen.
"You're sick. You need help. This isn't right..."
Her fingers squeezed lightly and pulled away from her body, stretching the nipple and breast until they could stretch no more and the nipple slipped from her fingers back to its normal shape.
"You can't treat someone like this. You're a Legionnaire. You're supposed to be a hero."
Her middle finger circled the border of her aureole and begin to snailshell inward until it reached the protruding nub, which she began to flick rapidly with her index finger. Her eyes began to tear as the green teenager continued to watch, her words having no effect, as if all the tracks of his mind were focused solely on her humiliating herself. She blurted out a last ditch attempt.
"I thought you loved Andromeda."
He shot straight up in his throne. "Stop. Who told you that?"
"No one, I just heard it around somewhere."
He stood up, his eyes filled with a rage she had never seen before, not even in the most dangerous of villains. He shouted at the top of his lungs, rage bellowing with each syllable.
"WHO TOLD YOU THAT?!"
Had she control of her body she would have cowered. Instead she stood, barely able to squeak out, "S-spark."
Spark watched shocked and terrified as Brainy commanded Kid Quantum like a puppet. She couldn't see what Kid Quantum was doing but if she was following Brainiac 5's commands then it must have been a horrible sight. She waited in anticipation when Brainiac 5 gave Kid Quantum the chance of freeing the captive Legionaries.
When Kid Quantum mentioned Andromeda and after Brainiac 5's reaction, Spark thought that perhaps the young black girl had gotten through to Brainy. If there was anything that could have pulled him from his insanity it was Laurel Gand.
After Spark's name had been spoken, Brainiac 5 walked down the steps from his throne and advanced toward her. The look in his eyes was anything but that of a man that had seen the truth of his misdeeds. Rather they were filled with an anger she had never seen in him before. He walked toward her and backhanded her, throwing her backwards to the floor.
Because of Brainiac 5's mind influence, she was unable to move if she had wanted to.
Brainiac 5 disappeared from Jazmin's vision and she heard someone being hit and falling to the ground. She wondered what had happened. He had gotten so angry at the mention of Andromeda. At first Kid Quantum thought that perhaps she had gotten through to him, but after hearing someone being hit she began to doubt that he had returned to normal.
She could see him again when he began to climb the stairs to his chair. He sat and took a few seconds to compose himself. When he was calm again, he looked at her.
"I'm afraid you weren't very convincing. Show me your other breast."
"No, please."
But her right hand was already repeating the process her left had made but moments ago. As the material of her costume was pulled aside, it created the effect of a frame of fabric pushed out of the way by her breast. Then her hands came up to her chest. Kid Quantum tried to figure out what her body was doing next and marveled in horror as her hands pressed her breasts together, lifting them, creating cleavage.
But she hadn't been told to do so. Maybe, Jazmin hoped, maybe she had gained some control over her body. Brainiac 5 noticed it too.
"Interesting." He came down to her from his throne, his curiosity piqued. "You were not told to present your breasts to me, but you did so of your own will. This may mean that the effects of the intensifier can be fought."
Brainiac 5 watched Kid Quantum, his mind going through every possibility in seconds. After weighing the possibilities he spoke up.
"Kid Quantum, if you want, you may attack me in the chance of gaining your freedom."
Kid Quantum tried. If she had free will she would have. Even without it she should have attacked him when he had given her leave to. But no attack came. Instead, her hands still on her breasts, she slowly knelt down on her knees, bowed at Brainiac 5's feet, and stayed in the position.
"Interesting," Brainiac 5 muttered, looking down at the girl.
Jazmin couldn't understand it. She wanted to be free, but instead of fighting she had bowed at his feet. Her mind shouted at her body to stop, to get up. She howled in her mind at the unfairness of it all, she had been given a chance at her freedom and it had been lost because... she couldn't come up with an explanation why.
She could hear Brainiac 5 mutter to himself. "Anticipating my commands... after being forced to obey my spoken orders... her mind adapts to my mind... does my mental bidding... maybe after a point the intensifier isn't needed."
Oh grife no. No not that, she couldn't bear to think about it. If she understood his mumbling then she would never have free will again. Every move she made, her every action would be determined by Brainiac 5 while she was forced to endure the humiliating sensations.
From her position, bowing on the ground, Kid Quantum could see Brainiac 5's foot move away. She heard his footsteps as he climbed back into his throne, and also heard him say quietly, "Time to test this out."
Without a word being spoken, she rose from her position and stood, facing the Coluan sitting on his throne. She tore her costume all the way down to its end at her groin. Pulling apart the now open costume to reveal the entire front half of her body, Kid Quantum could only guess at what her body was trying to do. When she had finished, her costume looked as if it had a large open 'V' starting at her shoulder pads and ending at her exposed pussy. Brainiac 5 smiled at her--it was shaved.
Jazmin had been forced to shave her pubic hair when she had adopted her brother's mantel of Kid Quantum. She had not been pleased at the Xanthan government's design for her costume but she had accepted it. They had claimed that with so few physically attractive women in the "Amazers" they needed every chance to showcase the one good-looking female body they had. Now the costume was being used to showcase that body in a very different way.
Kid Quantum's hands played with her nipples, making them both hard using the techniques she had thought would be the apex of her humiliation only minutes ago. Once both nipples were firm her hands moved toward her pussy.
One hand pulled away what costume remained covering her pussy, allowing the other total access to her most private area. As her fingers began to work themselves, caressing the outer lips, Kid Quantum's sense of humiliation was beginning to vanish and be replaced with pleasure. The pleasure of her actions, but also of doing Brainiac 5's bidding. At first the heroine tried to resist the thoughts, but as her hand started to penetrate her body and she began to become wet; resistance was fast becoming an inconceivable concept, giving way to arousal.
With one hand at her crotch, she walked over to one of the empty pedestals along the wall. With her free hand she attempted to climb up onto the raised pillar. When that proved unsuccessful she floated onto the pedestal using her Legion Flight Ring. All the while her fingers pumped in and out of her wet sex.
Once she found herself on the pedestal, she laid back. Her back found support against the wall and she moved herself so her face and pussy were towards Brainiac 5, her master. Her legs were spread wide open as to give her master a full display of her masturbatory act.
Her other hand found its way to her pussy and pulled apart the outer folds, while she played with her clit, massaging the throbbing protrusion. Kid Quantum began to make groans of pleasure as she worked herself toward orgasm.
Jazmin's hands began to work faster as she could feel the orgasm nearing. Brainiac 5 watched intently as the frantic pace continued to intensify.
Kid Quantum no longer cared that she would never be able to command her own body. She no longer cared about anything but Brainiac 5. (This would have come as a shock to Brainiac 5, because it was not a side effect of the intensifier he had planned.) She wanted nothing more than to be whatever Brainiac 5 wanted. If she could only be with Brainiac 5 she would be complete. All thoughts she had of escape, freedom, humiliation, self, and fear gave way as she thought of her master fucking her. She began to buck her hips imagining his cock pumping in and out of her.
Her head tilted back as she began to moan.
"Mmmmmm! Ooooooh my lord Brainiac! Unh! Master! Master! AAAAAAAAA..."
As she reached orgasm, Brainiac 5 pressed a button on his throne activating a stasis field around the pedestal. She was frozen in a moment in time, her hands pawing at her cunt, fingers stroking her clit, her face locked in eternal pleasure. Jazmin had become his first sculpture in the throne room.
Of course, the stasis field was special in a way. While her body would never age, Kid Quantum's mind was not affected by the field and was experiencing time at its proper flow, but in a body that was orgasming. He had ensured that she would orgasm for a long as he desired, for eternity if need be.
She would effectively be brain dead if he didn't release her from her timeless bliss before a certain point; over stimulation of the pleasure centers of her brain could be a bitch, but it was okay. Brainiac 5 had already calculated exactly when that moment was. And if he left her in there after that, well that was okay too. He had enough brains for the both of them, and then some.
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(II) LAMP
Not all of him wanted to do this. Brainiac 5, by all accounts, was for the most part an intelligent, noble, if somewhat scatterminded, being. But he had twelve personalities. Not multiple personalities as some like Triad possessed, but twelve distinct personality cycles. Each one dominated who he was for the better part of a year. Some were happy, some were dedicated to work, one was depressive, one was insane, and one, the one manifesting itself now, was an insane sex fiend. It was one of the problems of having a 12th level intelligence.
He understood that Vril Dox II, the first in his family to be born with the 12th level, had cycled in periods of passionless manipulation, romantic tendencies toward the family's first maternal figure, Stealth, depression, and impassioned distraction. Of course Vril Dox II lived in chaotic times so all his associates, Stealth included, had chalked it up to the fact that Vril Dox II was insane.
Of course for Brainiac 5 no such luck existed. Fortunately, throughout the cycle of his personalities certain character traits persisted. This meant that when he changed personalities people assumed it was some genius thing they couldn't understand. And a few thought he was insane.
Querl was always fascinated with science and the discovering of new things. He always hated to be disturbed when he was doing something he felt was important. He always loved Andromeda.
It was when Kid Quantum mentioned Laurel Gand's superhero name that Brainiac 5 suddenly knew what his entire plan of sexual conquest had been missing--Andromeda. That was why he had not taken the Xanthan teenager in carnal pleasures, preferring instead to torment the girl through sexual humiliation. He was saving himself for Andromeda.
Nass, he thought to himself, that is sick.
Looking over the remaining six Legion girls, he thought about how sad it was that none of them was Andromeda. Spark was sprawled on her back from when he had hit her earlier. Hit her for revealing his feelings to Kid Quantum. Damn her.
"Spark get up and approach the throne."
Spark sat up and pushed herself off the floor. After getting her balance she walked to the steps of Brainiac 5's throne. There she stopped, head bowed, again immobile due to the mental intensifier now implanted in the arm of the throne in front of her.
Brainiac 5 looked at the girl from Winath. Although she was the twin of Legion founding member Live Wire the only thing the two shared that might imply their sharing a womb at one point was their short orange hair. That and their costumes, which shared a lightning motif, implying their ability to produce and project lightning.
From the corner of her eye Spark could see Kid Quantum frozen in perpetual orgasm, costume torn open to reveal her chocolate brown breasts and pussy. Ayla suddenly became afraid about what Brainiac 5 had become.
Spark and Brainiac had both been in the group that had been sent to the 20th Century by the Emerald Eye. There she spent a fair amount of time in his lab, distracting Koko. Spark had grown close enough to the Coluan that she had defended him when she felt Supergirl was using him by preying on his desires for a strong blonde superheroine to love.
Brainiac 5 had spent his life keeping everyone at arms length and so perhaps it was Spark's perceived closeness that made him particularly enjoy the sight of Spark standing in front of him in his complete control. He commanded her to look at him and he was surprised at what he saw.
The intensifier should have had complete control over every muscle in her body, except for those surrounding her eyes. But as he had found with his experience with Kid Quantum, the intensifier was not acting the way he had intended. When he saw Spark looking at him, his surprise was not that she was able to maintain the use of her face, but at the emotion it displayed.
She looked in pain at the betrayal she had suffered by one she had considered her friend. Tears streamed from her eyes, closed tightly, trying not to look at his face. Brainiac 5 had expected anger, fear, perhaps confusion from his captured Legionaries. What he had not expected was what he was seeing from Spark--sadness. Sadness not only for her own situation, but for what he had become.
Brainiac 5 was surprised, but not affected. That was why when Spark made a final plea, somehow able to speak despite the intensifier, her words fell on deaf ears.
"Please Brainy," Spark whispered. "Please stop this."
Brainiac 5 simply pressed a button on the arm of his throne and waited. Within seconds a small robot, little more than a globe with two arms, floated in carrying a small package covered in a brown paper wrapper. Brainiac 5 took the package and the robot left the room.
"Spark take off your costume."
Tears still in her eyes, Spark's hands went to her collar and peeled off the tight superheroine garb she had always been proud to wear. Unlike Kid Quantum's costume, hers covered her entire body below her neck within one continuous jumpsuit. Taking it off proved to be a longer process than Brainiac 5 had anticipated, since the gloves were attached to her sleeves.
When Spark pulled the costume down off of her chest, she revealed another difference between her dress style and Kid Quantum's. Unlike Kid Quantum, Spark wore a lacy white bra. Spark took some solace that her naked breasts weren't on display like Kid Quantum's on the pedestal. Continuing to pull her costume off, she revealed a skimpy pair of matching white panties. Brainiac 5 smiled at the bright orange pubic hair visible through the sheer white material.
Stepping out of the legs of her costume, Spark hoped that not all of Brainy was lost and that he wouldn't make her take off her bra and panties. It was unlikely, considering what he had done to Kid Quantum, but Spark had been closer to Brainy than almost any other member of the Legion.
Brainiac 5 had Spark hand him her costume. She stood before him in her underwear, wishing for the Brainy she knew to once again inhabit the green body sitting in the throne.
Instead he held up the package in his hands. "In here I hold clothing that you can wear if you take off your underwear. I assure you it is much more than you are wearing now, much more. I allow you to choose. If you decide not to, I'm willing to let you stay the way you are, on a pedestal, in a similar position to Kid Quantum."
Spark gasped.
"I know you can see her. I know a lot. If you want to cover up with this outfit, I promise you that you will not be reduced to a living statue."
Maybe I was right, thought Ayla. Maybe he is being nicer to me because we were closer than he was with Kid Quantum.
Brainiac 5 held out the package, tempting her to cover up.
Spark watched the package as if hypnotized. "Okay."
She quickly removed her bra, aware of Brainiac 5's eyes on her movements. Ayla's pert young breasts were quickly freed from their covering and Spark began to remove her panties as fast as she could, trying to keep her total time naked to a minimum. As she exposed her pussy, her cheeks reddened. After what seemed like an eternity she finally slipped the panties down and then off her legs. Quickly she grabbed the package out of Brainiac 5's hands and tore away the paper wrapping.
Spark's mouth opened in a silent "oh" at the sight of the outfit within. The outfit was made of polished black rubber. She let it unfold and saw that it was a bodysuit, similar to the costume she had been made to strip from but with some sort of hood. Painfully aware of her nudity, Ayla's thoughts did not stay on the new outfit's design for long and she was soon struggling to pull it on her leg. Once it was on her leg up to her knee, clinging tightly to her body she noticed, she put her other leg into the outfit. She pulled as the tight rubber molded itself to her legs. Spark shuffled, pulling the outfit higher and higher on her body.
By the time the lower portion of the outfit was completely clinging to her body, mimicking every curve in her legs and molding almost completely against the crevice of her butt, she noticed that her pussy didn't seem to be experiencing the same sensation of rubber pressing against her body. Looking down, she was shocked and appalled to find that her cunt was protruding from a slit on the outfit's crotch.
Spark had given up wearing clothing that only covered her breasts and genitals for an outfit that covered everything but the most important part of her body. She looked up at Brainiac 5 to protest but he simply told her to continue.
Crestfallen, she continued to pull the skintight outfit up her torso. The outfit had enough give in it to accommodate her breasts somewhat. No doubt Brainiac 5 had designed the outfit specifically for her. And while the rubber still clung to her tits, it did not try to flatten them to her chest. That was some relief, she thought. Unfortunately there were holes for her nipples and they protruded from the rubber mounds of her covered breasts, hard from the sensation.
Spark's face reddened but she continued to pull the black outfit on. She pulled the rubber up her arm, testing the flexibility of the gloves by wriggling her fingers. When the outfit was on her shoulder she repeated the test as she covered her other arm. Once the outfit covered everything her old costume had she stopped. She was relieved to find that despite the tightness of the rubber on her neck, she had no problems breathing. Looking down, she saw the outfit was little more than an extra layer of skin. You could see every curve of her body. She was still mortified at how her nipples and cunt were obscenely exposed and enhanced by the outfit.
"Put on the rest," Brainiac 5's voice said from above her.
She tried to argue, perhaps complain about the outfit, but in all the excitement of putting on the outfit and the horrible secrets the experience had contained, Spark had forgotten about the control Brainiac 5 had on her mind. She pulled the hood over her head and was saddened to find that it was as tight as the rest of the outfit. Her short hair kept too much of it from being pulled to the side of her head but the tight rubber pressed her ears against the side of her head.
But another surprise was still to come. As Spark pulled the hood over her head, she realized it wasn't just a hood but a mask as well. Pulling it over her face, she found that while there were holes for her nostrils, allowing her to breathe, there were no holes for her eyes. She was blind in the outfit, unaware of what was happening in the world around her, except for strained sounds that were able to penetrate the rubber around her ears. Something pushed its way into her mouth.
Brainiac 5 pushed a small tunnel of rubber connected to the mask into her mouth with his fingers. This let the mask cover her lips while leaving an opening to her mouth. He stepped back to look at Spark. Her entire body was covered with the tight outfit. It was seamless, as he had designed it; the only visible parts of her body were the cunt and nipples. The openings gave him access to her cunt, nipples, mouth, and nostrils.
The mask was a piece of art he told himself. The shape of her head was recognizable but it was impossible to tell who was in the outfit; of course he knew, but no one else ever would if he so desired.
Spark shivered as he let his fingers brush against her nipple. Brainiac 5 smiled. From his pocket he took out a small box with a microphone on it. He had designed it after a radio had seen in the 20th century, much more aesthetic than the micro-communication devices that they used nowadays. He had designed this one himself and the receiver for it was a small speaker device embedded in the rubber covering Spark's ear.
"If you can hear me nod," Brainiac 5 said into the radio.
The genius was pleased when the rubber head nodded in acknowledgement.
"Good," Brainiac 5 said. "From now on you are never to be released from that outfit."
The mouth of the rubber mask opened as Spark tried to voice disapproval but Brainiac 5 cut her off before she could speak.
"You may not speak. From now on you are never to say another word again. Soon enough you will be gagged and it will be impossible anyway but when you are not gagged you are only to communicate through moans, grunts, and other sounds you can make without speaking, unless for some reason I grant you leave to speak. Do you understand?"
"Mm-hmm"
"Good."
Right on time, another robot floated in carrying a box. Brainiac 5 took it and the robot flew off. From the box he took a long cylindrical object, one half of it was metal but the other half-hollow glass. He had invented it earlier today when he had decided to take Spark.
"Spark," he into the radio. "I'm going to put something into your mouth now, so open up."
The mouth of the mask opened and Brainiac 5 placed the metal half of the cylinder into her mouth. He tapped lightly on her jaw and Spark closed her mouth.
"I want you to keep that in your mouth at all times. It is a light bulb Spark, a special light bulb designed for your mouth. Whenever someone touches or licks your right nipple I want you to use your powers to flow electricity in your mouth to light the bulb. When someone touches or licks your left nipple you are to stop, turning off the light. Nod if you understand Spark?"
The rubber head nodded.
"Good. Now let's test it."
Brainiac 5 reached out and touched Spark's right nipple, the one on his left. It took a couple seconds but the light in Spark's mouth lit up with a dull glow adding a new illumination to the room but not blinding to look at. He reached out and touched her other nipple and the light vanished.
"That's good Spark but I expect you to react sooner. Eventually it should become second nature. You are never to let that light out of your mouth unless it is pulled out. If it falls you will be punished. And from now on, Spark, your name is Lamp."
He looked at Lamp and noticed that her nipples were beginning to soften after becoming used to their new bondage. Brainiac 5's hand went to the box again and pulled out a spray bottle of irritant that he had created. Lamp gave a muffled gasped as he sprayed the irritant on her nipples. Brainiac 5 smiled, the irritant caused an incredible ever-lasting sensation similar to an itch on any skin it came into contact with. The nipples in response once again became hard, this time permanently.
Soon the irritant no longer affected others who came into contact with it and Brainiac 5 touched her right nipple again. This time Lamp made a relieved moan before the light came on. His touch had momentarily relieved the sensation the irritant caused, but by now was back again. He touched her left nipple and again Lamp moaned before doing her task. Now she would look forward to turning the light on and off.
Brainiac 5 looked over his work and on a whim sprayed the irritant on Lamp's cunt. Lamp gave as best a shriek as she could with the bulb in her mouth as her lips swelled, pushing out from the slit in the outfit. Brainiac 5 opened the lips with his hand, causing Lamp to whimper. Careful not to get any on his fingers, he sprayed Lamp's clit with the irritant.
Lamp shrieked again. The clit, swollen beyond expectation, protruded from Lamp's cunt and hung there irritated by the chemicals sprayed upon it. Brainiac 5 rubbed his finger against it and Lamp orgasmed from the relief and sensation. The light bulb fell from her mouth as she moaned, and Brainiac 5 quickly caught it.
"I told you never to drop the light bulb, Lamp," the Coluan said into the radio. "Now I'll have to punish you."
He drew back his arm and spanked Lamp as hard as he could on her cunt. Lamp orgasmed again, but screamed in pain as much as pleasure. Brainiac 5 replaced the light bulb in her mouth and spoke into the radio.
"Next time I'll use a whip or a stick."
Lamp only whimpered.
"I'm going to move you now, so when I push you had better go where I'm pushing you."
He pushed towards the steps leading up to his throne, telling her when to take a step up. Soon he had positioned her right next to his throne so that he could easily turn the light she held in her mouth on or off, or if he wanted, to play with Lamp's super sensitive cunt. Looking at his statue of Kid Quantum playing with herself and then to his new lamp, Brainiac 5 decided that this throne room was shaping up very fine indeed.
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(III) POWERLESS SLAVE
Brainiac 5 summoned Triad, the Cargggite with short brunette hair, to approach his throne. From her place in the line of captured, mind-controlled superheroines, Luornu Durgo walked to the steps of the throne. A large robot entered the room and floated behind the young girl, a few centimeters to her left. Another slightly larger robot floated in and stopped behind Triad, waiting for its programming to continue.
Brainiac 5 readied himself and gave a command to the Cargggite. "Triplicate."
Triad's power activated. She triplicated herself, and within seconds three girls, identical to the singular heroine known as Triad, stood before the throne, Triad Purple, Triad Neutral, and Triad Orange. While Triad Neutral's costume was the same as before, Triad Purple and Triad Orange's costumes had become more as their names implied. None of them were under the control of the intensifier.
Brainiac 5 had expected this. He had no illusion that his intensifier could control someone after their psyche tore apart into three distinct individuals. His device just couldn't cope and accommodate fast enough. He was still unsure how a Cragggite's mind differed from its singular and triplicate states.
It took the three Triads a moment to realize that they were free but once they did all three began to move at once to attack Brainiac 5. The robots behind Triad Neutral and Triad Orange clamped their arms around the identical girls, holding them most efficiently. Triad Purple, with no such robot to prevent her movement, launched herself at Brainiac 5.
Brainiac 5 had been expecting such an attack and was able to grab Triad Purple in mid air, pull her down, twist her around, and pull her toward him. Her butt ground uncomfortably on his groin as she tried to struggle free and he was afraid he wouldn't be unable to refrain from erection. Fortunately, the control his 12th level intelligence granted him over his body was sufficient to keep his cock at bay. He held his right hand to her mouth, silencing any comments she might have made while his other arm pulled her body to him, restraining her.
"Let her go!" Triad Neutral shouted angrily, still being held by her robot captor. Beside her, Triad Orange was crying and pleading that Brainy let them all go.
Brainiac 5 ignored them, his plan hinged on convincing Triad Purple to follow his command. While she was the most adventurous, impetuous, and risqué of the three, she was still very close to her "sisters". However, their differences in personalities had caused much antagonism between the three and it was on this that Brainiac 5 hoped to appeal.
"Listen to me," he whispered from behind her ear. He let his hand fall from her mouth, using the hand to hold her neck so she wouldn't try head butting him. He used his hold on her neck to position her head so that her ear was just in front of his mouth.
"Fuck off," Triad Purple said, trying to break free. Brainiac 5 was stronger than she had expected. It was a common mistake, most people thought that with all the attention he paid to his work, he never took time out to train his body.
"I want to explain something to you," he whispered. His voice was calm, he was in control, he had thought everything through.
"Don't listen to him, what ever he says!" Triad Neutral called out to her "sister".
"You heard her, Greeny, fuck off!" Triad Purple pulled at the hand around her neck hoping for the traitor to loosen his grip enough for her to release herself.
"I can give you control," Brainiac 5 whispered.
"I don't want what you can give me!"
"Don't listen to him, Triad!" screamed her sisters in unison.
"I can give you control," he repeated. "Control over Triad. Complete control to do whatever you want."
"What?" Triad Purple stopped struggling.
Triad Orange and Triad Neutral suddenly became afraid for their sister. What could Brainiac 5 be telling her? Brainiac 5 was a genius, there was no telling what he could do to Triad with just the sound of his voice.
"Don't you want to be the dominant personality?" Brainiac 5 continued. "You can make them do what you want, be the one making decisions. They should submit to you, not the other way around. You're the one that has the guts to do things, not the timid mouse child or the bland boring neutral."
Triad Purple couldn't help but agree with what Brainiac 5 was saying. And he should know, he was a genius after all. As Brainiac 5 let go of her she didn't move, but nodded in agreement at the teenage genius' words. Yes, she should be in control. She was the one who should make the decisions.
Something was wrong, thought Triad Neutral. Triad Purple was free but she wasn't doing anything. Triad Neutral wondered what sort of insidious plot Brainiac 5 was trying to pull off. Only days ago he had seemed the normal Brainy, working diligently in his lab, snapping at anyone who interrupted him. Now he was doing horrible things to his teammates. She had watched him turn Kid Quantum into the pornographic statue and then Spark into the obscene lamp now beside his throne. But they had been under his control, now here she was free of his control and Triad Purple was falling under his spell again. Triad Neutral wanted to cry. Beside her, Triad Orange shouted in dismay at what Brainiac 5 was doing to their sister.
Triad Purple continued to nod her agreement as Brainiac 5 used his words to convince her of how right he was and how she could be the one in charge of the three Triads. What she was unaware of was that Brainiac 5 was also reshaping her mind in a technique he had invented that would have made his ancestor, the original Brainiac, proud. Brainiac 5 twisted the resentment and desire to be in control Triad Purple already possessed towards her sisters into something more in line with his way of thought. And as he conveyed to her what he wanted her to do, she began to get turned on.
She turned to him, a big mischievous grin on her face, and fell to her knees. Triad Purple kissed his hand and he patted her head with the other. Behind her, the other two Triads screamed their horror at her submission to Brainiac 5. Triad Purple didn't care, Brainiac 5 had given her her sisters and soon she would be in control.
She got up and walked to the door of the throne room. The robots holding the other Triads floated, picking the helpless heroines, both screaming, off the ground, and followed Triad Purple out of the room.
Brainiac 5 looked over who remained for him to completely transform into his toy. Decisions, decisions. He began to rub Lamp's permanently extended clit between his fingers. Lamp orgasmed, her moan muffled by the light bulb she held in her mouth.
XS was a tempting target, with her almost childlike personality, brown skin, and body shaped to perfection by constantly running at super speed. But then so was the arrogant blue-skinned Umbra. Shrinking Violet would be ever so easy to screw around with because of her shyness, despite the influence of exhibitionism she had gained from being controlled by the Emerald Eye.
Then there was Kinetix. The young redhead had gone through many transformations over her short time as a member of the Legion of Superheroes, all due to her quest for power. Her thinking was that the more power she had, the more people she could help. Noble sentiments indeed, but the drive to acquire power had changed Zoe Saugin's powers more times than anyone cared to count.
It was during her short tenure as leader that Brainiac 5 had quit the Legion in disgust at their over-reliance on his thinking skill. He had rejoined hours later, but the experience did not put Kinetix in the best light in Brainiac 5's eyes. Quite ironic, he reflected, that she was now powerless because of him.
His plans for Kinetix had been very specific. Perhaps it was from his experiences with his ancestor Brainiac or the Coluans who raised him, but Brainiac 5 hated people who let their quest for power overwhelm them. To him Kinetix was representative of those kind of people and so it was to her that he had designed a special position.
"Kinetix, approach my throne."
Kinetix began the walk to the throne but had gotten no more than five steps from her place in line when Brainiac 5 sprung up from his throne and tackled her. Controlled by the mental intensifier lodged in Brainiac 5's throne Kinetix could do nothing as she hit the floor. Brainiac 5 straddled her stomach and made her look at him. He reached into the folds of his sleeve to pull out a small, metal scalpel.
He could see the fear in Kinetix's eyes, exactly the effect he was going for. The entire ordeal he had planned for Kinetix was meant to emphasize her lack of power, all of it caused by him, Brainiac 5. He would modify her body as he willed and all she would be able to do is watch him do it and feel the pain.
Kinetix's costume consisted of long green gloves that stopped a few inches beneath her shoulders and a green jumpsuit which covered the top half of her body like a strapless gown. It was mere simplicity for Brainiac 5 to grab some of the material covering her breast to create enough slack to cut the costume down the side with the scalpel.
Getting off the redheaded superheroine, and careful not to cut any of the skin lying underneath, Brainiac 5 quickly made incisions down the entire length of both sides of the costume.
Brainiac 5 peeled away the costume from the redhead's chest. He was slightly disappointed that she didn't wear a bra. He let his finger play with her bare breasts while he watched beads of sweat form on her forehead.
He peeled away the rest of the costume, pulling hard to free the costume anchored down underneath her body, and threw it in a corner. Kinetix now lay naked on the floor of the throne room, her body pressing against the cold plastic. All she could see was the ceiling high above her, rafters made of metal, and Brainiac 5's face staring down at her, a cruel grin on his face.
Brainiac 5 let his fingers run through the red pubic hair of Kinetix's bush. Somehow Kinetix was able to muster up a faint whimper. Smiling Brainiac 5 stopped and brought the scalpel to Kinetix's face and let the metal blade lightly brush against her cheek.
"So tell me Kinetix," said Brainiac 5, "what do you think I should cut next?"
"Noooooooooooooo!"
Brainiac 5's head jerked up at the loud sound echoing through the room. The source of the sound was a rapidly growing Violet, her eyes slanted in anger. Somehow Violet had been able to break through the power of the mental intensifier and...
He dodged as a large fist shot toward him. Blast, he had forgotten Violet's strong affection for Kinetix. Of course she could break the will of the intensifier if he put Kinetix in what Violet considered mortal danger. Hot Nass in Hell, how could be so stupid!
"XS!" he shouted over the incredibly loud fuming deep breaths of Violet's rage. "Get me to the top of Violet's shoulder!"
XS, running as fast as the wind, picked up Brainiac 5 and deposited him on the shoulder of the giant Imskian in less time than it had taken to order it. She ran back to her position in line, exhibiting the same affinity for mental wishes as Kid Quantum had earlier.
Brainiac 5 reached for a small remote control on his belt. The device looked like a tazer, with two small prongs at the end of it. He had based it on the mind control research wave of his ancestors and adapted it to this small box. Pressing the activation button Brainiac 5 aimed the two prong at Violet's ear. Waves began to rise up from the metal prongs and emanate from the device.
As the waves began to bombard her mind, Violet froze in place, the anger melting from her face. Much stronger than the mental intensifier, the wave device was only to be used in worst case scenarios. Unlike the intensifier, it completely erased the pre-existing personality of the victim. Violet was now a mindless puppet waiting for someone to give her an order.
"Put me down, Violet," sighed Brainiac 5. Once firmly on the ground, he ordered Violet to return to normal size. The Coluan took Violet's hand and led her to right before his throne.
"Get on your hand and knees, Violet," he said.
Violet followed his orders silently, bending over her master's specifications. Brainiac 5 sat down in his throne. He lifted his legs and brought them down to rest on Violet's back, a footstool, that's all she would be good for now. He decided to let her keep the costume on, there would be no fun in watching a mindless autonomic strip.
Taking his legs off of Violet's back, he stood himself up. He had a robot bring in the supplies he had prepared for Kinetix and got back down to work.
After Violet's loud scream, Kinetix was unsure of what had happened. She heard Brainy order XS around, a funny reverberating buzz, and then Brainiac ordering Violet to return to her normal size. Kinetix was pretty sure that Violet had broken free of Brainy's mind control but then she heard Brainiac 5 order Violet to her hands and knees. She felt a quick pang of anguish--poor Violet.
Poor everyone. Zoe, as others had before her, couldn't believe what Brainiac 5 was doing. A robot floated over her head carrying something. It was soon floating the back the way it had came, but now with its hands free.
Kinetix waited for Brainiac 5 to return to torment her. Despite what may have happened to Vi, she was relieved for what had happened. Zoe had been expecting for Brainiac 5 to somehow get her clothes off like the others, but she didn't think that he would do it like that. She had been so afraid that the scalpel would slip and rip into her skin.
Kinetix heard a buzz. The sound was consistent and continued at the same constant tone. ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ. Kinetix wondered what it was, when a sharp sting hit the sole of her foot. The sting moved across the foot sole, as unremitting as the buzz in her ears. Then the sting was gone. Just as fast as it had disappeared, the sting returned, but this time on her other foot sole. The sting left and returned all over her body: left inner ankle, left outer ankle, left inner thigh, left outer thigh, right inner ankle, right outer ankle, right inner thigh, right outer thigh, abdomen, pussy lips, stomach, left breast, right breast, crevice between her breasts, chest above her breasts, left palm, right palm, right ring finger, left upper arm, right upper arm, and neck.
Kinetix was rolled over by two hands and the stinging occurred on her butt cheeks, all over her back, and the back of her neck. She was turned over again and the buzz got louder. Brainiac 5 came into Kinetix's view, his face in deep concentration. She watched as his hand held onto her jaw keeping it steady. His other hand came to her face holding a tattoo needle.
Grife! That was what the buzzing and stinging was. Brainiac 5 had tattooed all over her body. Now, grip firm on Kinetix's jaw he brought the needle to her cheek. The needle moved up and down across stinging her cheek, her eyes began to tear at the thought of what was happening to her face.
"Stop that," Brainiac 5 commanded.
Kinetix held back the tears as the needle continued defacing her other cheek, forehead, area above the upper lip, and finally below her lip just above her chin.
The buzz of the needle abruptly stopped as Brainiac 5 switched the thing off. "You're lucky," he told her. "In the 20th century the tattoo procedure took all sorts of precautions to prevent possible harm. They even had to bandage the damn things for a short while after the procedure."
Brainiac 5 disappeared from her sight again and Kinetix heard him put away the tattoo needle for something else. Grife, what now? The tears she had begun holding back began to leak from her eyes, running down the side of her head to the floor. The robot floated in the room once again, it left carrying the foul tools Brainiac 5 had used to desecrate her body.
"Get up," Brainiac 5 commanded.
Kinetix pulled herself up, parts of her body were a little sore from the needle but 30th century technology prevented any really bad pain. As she raised, she caught glimpses of what the Coluan genius had drawn on her body. A robot brought in a video mirror and Kinetix was able to see exactly what Brainiac 5 had done. Her entire body looked like a wall of graffiti: images and obscene words covered her body.
"Go ahead, look yourself over," Brainiac 5 said cheerily.
Looking in the video mirror and down at her body, Kinetix was able to determine every tattoo Brainiac 5 had put on her body.
On the soles of her feet, the Legion of Superheroes logo was drawn in yellow ink. The inside of her left ankle had an "N" while the right inside ankle had an "S". The outer ankles both had the word "slave" written in inch high block letters. On the inside of her thighs "keep open" on the right leg and "at all times" on the left were tattooed. Her outer thighs both displayed the word "Slut" in large, thick letters. Inviting any who read it, "Insert here" was written on her pussy lips, while "Takes all cummers" with an arrow pointing at her cunt was written on her abdomen. "B5" was branded on her right butt cheek, the left butt cheek had the words "Legion of Super Whores" emblazoned on it. On her stomach a big red heart, followed by "to eat cum". Down the crevice between her breasts and on the palms of her hands "place cock here" was written. On her right breast "please suck" encircled her nipple, while on the left breast a star badge declared "super whore". Wrapping around her left upper arm like an armband: a picture of Kinetix sucking a green cock; and around the other arm: a picture of Kinetix taking it doggie style from Brainiac 5. Covering most of back was a detailed picture of Kinetix bent over and spread open, giving a "fuck me" look. Around her right ring finger, in place of a Legion ring, a replica ring was tattooed in yellow but with "B5" in place of the letter "L". Around her neck "property of Brainiac 5" was written in a ring. And above her breasts "Worthless" was written from shoulder to shoulder in bold, red letters.
While these all were horrifying tattoos, Kinetix couldn't take her eyes from what Brainiac 5 had written on her face. Across her forehead was written "super whore". Tattooed on her left cheek was "please fill with cum", with "Licks Cunts Too!" displayed on her other cheek. "Cock sucker" was written above her upper lip and repeated under her bottom lip.
Kinetix's hand came up to the video screen and touched the image of her once beautiful face. Oh grife, this was too much. She saw his reflection as Brainiac 5 came up behind her holding a gun-like device. His arm came around her, pointing the gun right under nose. She didn't resist. Brainiac 5 pulled the trigger. She felt a sudden sharp pain that lingered. It felt like something pierced... Oh Grife no! Her eyes opened wide at the realization and Brainiac 5 nodded.
"That's right, pierced right through the septum."
Brainiac 5 took out a ring and placed it through the new hole in Kinetix's nose. He rotated it so that the ring's small opening rested on her upper lip. He threaded the last link in a small chain, no more than two feet long and half an inch thick, through the ring's opening. Finally, using a small tool torch of some sort, Brainiac 5 welded the ring shut.
Brainiac 5 led Kinetix to the foot of his throne, using the chain like a leash. Kinetix saw Violet on her hands and knees in front of the throne, thankfully with her costume on.
"Violet's my footstool now, I really couldn't think of much else to do with her," Brainiac 5 explained. "Come on."
Brainiac 5 half led, half dragged Kinetix up the stairs, sitting her next to Violet so that Violet's ass and Kinetix's breasts were at the same height. He took the scalpel from earlier out of his sleeve and cut away the crotch of Violet's costume. Kinetix sat transfixed and horrified as Brainiac 5 tore away the costume and then panties hiding Violet's crotch. Using the irritant he has used on Spark earlier, Brainiac 5 sprayed Violet's clitoris causing it to extend from its hood. He held the piercing gun to it and fired.
A ring was placed through Violet's clit. Brainiac 5 took the other end of the chain attached to Kinetix's nose and threaded it through the clit ring. For the second time in the day he welded a ring shut around the chain.
"There," Brainiac 5 said satisfied. "Since you two were so close you can be that way forever."
Zoe moved and the chain pulled taught. Violet's clit was stretched tight as the ring in it was jerked by the chain.
"Oh my God, Vi, I'm so sorry," Kinetix cried.
Violet made no sound, her mindless stare continued into the distance, her expression blank. Violet felt no pain, was unable to. But as far as Kinetix was concerned every movement the redhead made could cause pain to her friend. And as far as she knew, every movement did. The chain's length would never let Kinetix move into a position where she could see her friend's face and know the truth of the dead mind Violet now had.
Kinetix would forever be attached to the vegetable she had once called Violet, and never see more than of her friend's than an exposed cunt and asshole.
Kinetix felt so powerless.
All was going to plan. Brainiac 5 sat back down in his throne, put his legs up on Violet's back, reached over, grabbed Lamp's clit and made the living appliance orgasm again.
To Be Continued…