I haven’t touched the floor in more than an hour. I’ve been in mid-air this long before, but this time I’m not using my powers as the superheroine Vibra to barely skim the surface at super speed. Instead, my teammate Sapphox is holding me aloft with her mane of super-powered red hair. Silky strands of hair cover my arms and legs, both supporting them and holding them firmly. The sensation is something between floating on a cloud and being tied in cotton candy. I’m not sure that I like it. But I’m also not sure that I don’t like it, either.

Regardless, I’m barely registering the feel of her hair while I’m so overwhelmed with sensation. Sapphox is eagerly and skillfully lapping at my pussy. Pleasure courses through my body. Every time she sucks my stiff, little clit between her lips, I moan. Every time balled-up locks of her hair press themselves against my virgin anus, I writhe. Every time her hair both squeezes and teases my pebble-hard nipples, I see stars. When she does all three at once … I nearly pass out.

But I don’t cum. No chance of that. The magical crime boss Wizardess has tattooed my “True Name” on my scalp with magical ink. It gives her complete control over me. Her rule is that I can only cum for her. So I suffer edge after edge, my body long past the point it should have reached its climax. It’s maddening.

Of course, Sapphox is in no better condition. I seduced her into Wizardess’s service, and then worked some sort of magical artifact into her hair that gives the villainess just as much control over her. I know that, just like me, she’s only able to climax for Wizardess, but that doesn’t matter. My mistress has given me the same order she gave Sapphox: Make your partner cum.

So, I’ve been licking out Sapphox’s cinnamon box with my super-fast tongue like a vibrator. I’ve flicked her nipples at three thousand RPMs. Beneath me, she cries out and trembles, desperate for release. But her orgasm is locked in a magical prison just like mine.

“Playtime’s over, girls,” Wizardess’s commanding voice cuts through our own needy moans. “Kneel before me.”

Sapphox’s hair goes limp, depositing me right on top of her body, skin slick with our sweat and musk. I take several deep breaths of it, trying to find the strength to rise. I know I should try for escape, or to contact the Libido League for help. But I know it’s useless. Wizardess has laid spells on me that prevent me from even trying to escape. I will be her puppet heroine forever.

Rolling off Sapphox, I make my way to my knees, thigh spread, hands clasped behind my neck. Sapphox slowly takes a similar position beside me. Wizardess’s white, leather microskirt dominates my vision, the lacy tops of her stockings peeking out. My breathing is still ragged, my heart pounding. I can barely keep my hips from rocking as I kneel before her. I’m still right on the edge of the abyss of bliss even without Sapphox’s diligent licking.

“You girls seem to have had a fun playtime. How do you feel, Sapphy-Taffy?” Wizardess runs a hand possessively through Sapphox’s undulating red mane.

“I want to cum, Mistress Wizardess. I want to cum so bad,” Sapphox whimpers.

Wizardess giggles. “And what about you, Vivvy? Do you want to cum, too?”

“Yes, Mistress Wizardess. I thirst for it. Please,” I say, my voice tight with desperation.

“If you want to cum, girls, you’re going to have to break into a vault for me.”

“Yes, Mistress Wizardess,” we both moan in unison.

“It’s not just any vault. No bank or security room. No, you’re going to have to break into Platinum Panther’s vault in her lab at Libido League Tower.”

I want to tell her she’s insane. I want to tell her that even with our superpowers, that vault is too heavily secured for us to get anywhere close. Instead, my voice syncs with Sapphox to say, “Yes, Mistress Wizardess.”

“Good girls. You’ll need to act more like yourselves when you go to the Tower, of course. Mustn’t arouse suspicion. So you’ll need motivation. So believe this, girls. You’re not breaking into that vault to steal the only known supply of Quimonite so that I can bring that tramp Captain Alpha to her fucking knees before me. No. You have a much more personal reason to break into that vault. Inside is the most precious of treasures: Your orgasm.”

Just hearing the O-word pushes my body even closer to the edge of release. I’ve known that Wizardess only wants revenge on Captain Alpha, who has beaten her again and again. It makes no sense for my orgasm to be locked inside the vault where Platinum Panther keeps the most dangerous items that the Libido League has ever come across.

None of that matters. My pussy aches for release and it knows the truth: The only way to cum is to break into that vault. What else can I say?

“Yes, Mistress Wizardess.”

To Be Continued …