Pheremona smiled down at her brainwashed pet heroine. Captain Omega was painting her Mistress’ toenails the same green as her costume. She was focused on her task, even as the ambient smell of her sweaty feet was making the heroine aroused.

“My dear pet heroine, I’ve decided I want to claim the rest of the Liberty Squad too. Will you help me?” Pheremona asked in that devious, sing-song voice. Captain Omega hesitated. They were superheroes, the Liberty Squad were good, she shouldn’t be doing that, should she? “Deep breath, darling, deeeeeep breath for me.” The heroine inhaled deeply, letting the pleasure of the villain’s musk override her doubts. She wanted to obey, to be helpful, to get more of that pleasure.

“Yes, Mistress. Of course I’ll help you.” She responded, head swimming with arousal.

“Good girl.” Captain Omega squirmed at her Mistress’ praise. “I think I’ll go for The Shadow first. Any advice for me?” The Captain thought for a moment.

“Their powers make it easy for them to escape, so you’ll be better off getting them whilst they’re somewhere they feel safe and comfortable, to avoid them running away. I don’t know where they live, so my best suggestion would be whilst they’re in the Liberty Tower.” She answered evenly and thoughtfully, despite the heat between her legs from the closeness to those beautiful feet that owned her.

“What a fantastic thought, my precious Captain. I think I can come up with a plan for them.”

The dark-skinned, bald-headed superhero known as The Shadow sat at the monitoring desk of the Liberty Tower. They kept the room dark, surrounding themselves in shadows aside from the glare of the monitors. They were on lookout duty, which meant monitoring surveillance cameras, police radio and news reports for any potentially villainous activity, or anything requiring the intervention of one of the Liberty Squad. Usually, they didn’t mind being stuck in the Tower, because watching for threats was just as important as actively patrolling.

However, the last week or two had been quiet. Very quiet. The others preferred it this way, but not The Shadow. They preferred to be kept sharp, kept on edge, making sure there was no rust or complacency amongst the squad. They thought back to the week where they’d had a break-in or attack every day, and even though they ended that week injured and exhausted, they felt much more on top of their game. This quiet time made them tense.

They were aware of Captain Omega as soon as she walked into the dimly lit room. Their shadow manipulation powers allowed them to sense anything in the darkest corners, hence why they preferred to keep the room unlit. “Captain,” They greeted her curtly, not looking away from the monitors. Their fellow hero placed a cup of coffee in front of them, then sat nearby holding her own cup.

“Shadow. How’s the city looking?” She asked, looking over some of the feeds displayed on the screens.

“Quiet again. Anything from the others?”

“It’s Plasma Man’s day off, Psystrike stopped a mugging, and Arrow Girl rescued a cat from a tree.” She set her cup down on the table in front of her. “It’s like all our villains have upped and vanished.”

The Shadow let out a little laugh. “Don’t bet on it,” they said with a smirk. “I think they’re planning something. I think tomorrow I’ll hit up some of their old safehouses, see if I can find anything.” They continued, taking a sip from their coffee.

“On your day off?” Their boss questioned.

“Yes. I need something to do.”

Captain Omega sighed. “You need to learn to relax, really. Maybe this is the lull we all needed. Maybe this is a fresh start for the city.”

The Shadow didn’t respond to that, just focused on switching between screens and drinking their coffee. They were grateful for the Captain’s presence, even if they didn’t say it. These quiet nights could be long and boring, and an extra person around helped alleviate some of it. They were interrupted from refreshing and reading a ‘Breaking News’ site when they realised something.

“Does the coffee taste… weird, to you?” They asked the heroine beside them.

“It’s a different brand from what we usually get, I think our psychic friend recommended it.” She answered.

“Well, it’s odd. If you’re asking me, we should go back to what we had.” They stated quite curtly.

“I’ll bring it up in our next meeting if it bothers you that much.” The Shadow rolled their eyes at the little joke the heroine made.

They kept themselves busy over the next couple of hours and cups of coffee, monitoring various feeds and having quick catch-ups with the heroes out in the field. Captain Omega was in and out, occasionally bringing another drink before going to file some paperwork or update some database or something. As they shifted slightly, they became aware of a wetness between their legs.

They blinked, suddenly aware of themself after a couple of hours of getting lost in their observation work. They were… aroused, there was no other word for it. It had been a while since they’d been intimate with anyone, they didn’t really like getting that close to people as a hero, but they’d never had to deal with getting horny on the job.

They shifted to try and get comfortable again, and start to focus on their work, but they couldn’t quite get back into it. They weren’t just aroused, they were completely distracted by how horny they were. _Damn, has it been that long?_ They thought to themself as they squirmed in their chair.

When Captain Omega came back, The Shadow spoke up. “Captain, can you take over for a few minutes? I’m struggling to focus, I think I need a shower to clear my head.” They asked, keeping their voice even and professional.

“Oh, of course. Especially since it’s so quiet.” Sometimes they didn’t like how slack Captain Omega was as a boss, but now was one of the times they were glad for the heroine’s less stringent attitude.

They quickly retreated to their private quarters, shedding their costume and stepping into their shower. They closed their eyes and let the warm water run over their body. They had hoped to clear their head this way, but that only made them more aware of the heat between their legs. They leaned back against the wall, slipping two fingers inside their pussy and starting to rub. With their other hand, they pinched one of their nipples, and quickly brought themself to a loud, hard orgasm.

They took a few seconds to steady their breathing before removing their hand from their pussy. The heat had died down, but hadn’t gone away. This was puzzling, they never really considered sex (or masturbating) to be necessary, but today they seemed insatiable. As they tried to focus on showering, it only got worse. Something was wrong, they realised. Something was very wrong with them.

They got out of the shower, dried themself off and got dressed quickly. The arousal was fogging their brain now, they knew they were in trouble. They dashed back to the observation room, grateful to see Captain Omega still sat there.

“Captain, Captain, I’m compromised. I can’t focus, I…” They trailed off as the heroine quickly got up and ran over to them.

“Alright, I hear you, I’m here. Take some deep breaths, and try to explain.” She said with sympathy. She put one hand on their shoulder, and they tried taking some deep breaths, in and out. When pleasure rushed through their body, they were aware of a strange scent in the room, a weirdly sweaty, musky scent.

“Wait, wait, Captain…” They tried to explain, but their was so foggy with arousal. They squeezed their legs together and squirmed, wet patch becoming increasingly clear on the crotch of their costume. Their attempt at explanation was cut off by the Captain’s voice.

“Shh, shhhh, deep breaths now, in and out, in and out.” She instructed, but something was wrong. They kept taking deep breaths, but it was making it worse, not better. They were getting more aroused, more desperate, and more fogged up. Trying to think clearly was like trying to swim through thick treacle.

“Nghh… C-C-Captain… must be gas…” Their foggy brain was working overtime to deduce that simple fact, but they couldn’t quite do anything about it. They couldn’t stop breathing it in, they couldn’t stop squirming and whining, and they certainly couldn’t turn tail and run out the room. They wanted to call the shadows to them and move from dark corner to dark corner until they were a million miles away, but they couldn’t concentrate enough to make their powers work.

“Yeah, you’re right, but you can’t stop breathing it in. Nice deep breaths for me, let Mistress Pheremona’s musk break your mind.” Captain Omega stated so sweetly and so innocently, but it couldn’t dim the alarm bells in The Shadow’s mind. Their boss, the practically invincible Captain Omega, was compromised. She’d been taken by some villain, and now she was in the process of obediently breaking her fellow hero. What about the rest of the team?

“C-Captain… nnnghhh…” They tried to beg and plead their boss to stop, but the words wouldn’t come out. They were dimly aware of someone else entering the room, sitting in a chair and wheeling close by the pair. They made their swimming vision focus enough to see a feminine figure, with wavy blonde hair, in a green and black uniform.

“Ooh, they look like they’re drowning in pleasure. Nice work, my good girl.” The mysterious figure said, and Captain Omega moaned at the praise. She pushed The Shadow down to their knees, in front of the barefoot villainess. “My name is Pheremona, I’m the one who brainwashed your boss. You must be The Shadow. It’s lovely to meet you. Now breathe deep and submit.” They commanded, their voice cutting through the fog in The Shadow’s head.

They couldn’t help but take deep breaths of that mind-melting musk coming from the bare sweaty soles of the pretty villainess sat in front of them. They tried to cling to their rigid professionalism, to their duty, but their boss was brainwashed besides them. How could they possibly resist?

Captain Omega knelt down to whisper in their ear. “Put your face in their feet and breathe in. Let your mind shatter.” They whined and whimpered, swaying back and forth, desperately trying to hang on to the very last shred of their resistance.

“Submit,” Came the command from Mistress Pheremona, and The Shadow finally broke. They leaned forwards, putting their face into Mistress’ soft soles, and breathed in deep, letting pleasure override their sense of duty. They moaned hard as they took Pheremona’s musk deep, deep into their lungs, letting it course through their system. They bucked and writhed, grabbing the feet that were brainwashing them to get just a tiny bit closer.

They began to lick and kiss those beautiful pale soles as they surrendered to the pleasure. They were dimly aware that Captain Omega was touching them through their costume, but that didn’t matter. Nothing mattered but Mistress, her feet and her scent, as they licked up more and more sweat from her sexy soles.

Mistress moved on of her feet down to rub against the crotch of their costume, and they bucked and humped, rubbing their dripping wet pussy over the top of her foot. They licked between her toes, sucking and worshipping their new Mistress, and the source of the pleasure running through their system. They were lost to Mistress now, just like their boss.

“Cum for me,” Mistress Pheremona commanded, and The Shadow saw stars as they climaxed nice and hard. They squeezed their thighs around her foot, hard moans muffled by the toes in their mouth. Their body quaked and writhed as their orgasm shattered their brain, ready to be rewritten in service to Mistress. They felt the Captain gently guide their body to the floor as the aftershocks of such a powerful orgasm ran through them.

Pheremona smiled sweetly as they placed their feet on The Shadow’s face, lulling them to sleep with strokes of their soft soles and more of that mesmerising musk in their lungs. “Good work, Captain. Did they ever suspect a thing?” She asked.

“They thought the coffee tasted weird, but they didn’t suspect anything until it was too late.” The Captain answered in a monotone voice. Dimly, The Shadow was aware that those words were important, but couldn’t figure out why. They just took another deep breath and let unconsciousness take them.