“… do everything I’m told.”
    Torch Gal heard herself speaking, although she wasn’t in control. It was her voice, but someone else was in control.
    “Tight… can’t escape… wet and obedient…”
    All she could gather were random words, but what she heard excited her. She was happy. Why was she happy?
    Kadabra. She’d been fighting Kadabra. The magician-themed supervillain appeared in her head, and Torch Gal felt her hands flex, ready for a fight. Only her image of Kadabra shifted as the villain began taking off her clothes and smiling seductively. Oh, they weren’t fighting. They were going to fuck. No wonder she felt so happy.
    In the fog that filled her mind Torch Gal remembered a wet kiss planted on her forehead, and the ghost of an orgasm shuddered pleasantly through her. Kadabra had been kissing her all over. She’d been hypnotized by it. Kadabra had power over her. And she knew Torch Gal’s secret. That she wanted to be dominated and humiliated.
    “Used…” her own voice muttered in some far off place.
    Kadabra had promised to do something special for her. That’s why she was talking. Torch Gal was still in a trance, and she was being programmed. Instantly she knew that when she woke she’d fall victim to whatever orders Kadabra had given her.
    “Now let yourself wake up from the trance and take everything in,” Kadabra commanded, her voice suddenly breaking through the fog.
    Torch Gal took in a deep breath. The haze around her vanished and she dropped solidly back into her own body. It honestly felt like she’d just had a wonderful nap. She stretched. Or tried to, anyway. She sent out the command to stretch her arms, but all she could do was wiggle her fingers a little. Concerned, Torch Gal opened her eyes and gasped.
    Kadabra was still in front of her, naked except for her fishnet stockings and boots, but what really got Torch Gal’s attention was the entrancingly perfect strap-on that she was now sporting. It looked like an ordinary sex toy, no different than the kinds she’d had used on her before or had worn herself in the past, and yet she instantly sensed that it was special. It was impossible for Torch Gal to put into words. The toy was simply perfect, as if it was made specifically for fucking her.
    She gulped, wide eyes staring.
    “So I take it you like it?” Kadabra asked, cocking her hips and making the large toy bob. Torch Gal nodded gently, though she may have just been mesmerized by the strap-on’s movement. Kadabra giggled. She was shuffling nervously on her feet, spinning the top hat in her hands as she grinned wide. “Fuck, I’m so excited. I can’t believe I finally get to do this.”
    “Do what?” Torch Gal asked, still feeling foggy. Or was she getting foggier? Something about staring at the strap-on made her feel… weaker.
    “Get to dominate a superhero, duh.” Kadabra jumped up and down with joy, and Torch Gal let out a faint whimper as she watched the huge strap-on bobbing up and down. “Sorry, sorry. Just nervous energy. So do you like the bondage?”
    Torch Gal blinked, finally taking her eyes off Kadabra’s strap-on. “The bondage?” It occurred to her that she still couldn’t move, and Torch Gal finally glanced down at herself to discover that her naked body was bound in an outfit of thin, black leather straps that wrapped around her entire body. It covered her like a spiderweb, skimpy enough so that Torch Gal barely felt like she was wearing anything. Yet when Torch Gal tried to walk she found the thin strips of leather completely immovable. They were strong as steel, holding her in place like a cage molded to her body. 
    “Woah.” Torch Gal craned her neck, the only part of herself that she could freely move, and tried to check out the kinky outfit that had her trapped. “What is this stuff made of?”
    “Your imagination, technically,” Kadabra tittered. “I just told you to feel like you were wrapped up in leather straps, but that they would be so strong you can’t possibly move them.”
    Torch Gal struggled uselessly against the restraints and felt her smile growing. “Damn, I really can’t move at all. I’m completely stuck in place!”
    The pale mask of skin around Kadabra’s eyes stretched happily as her grin widened. “Weeell, I didn’t say you were stuck. What I said was that you can’t move it. Hey Torch Gal, could you come over her and plant a kiss on my cheek, then go back to where you were?”
    “Gonna be a little hard,” she started to say, when she realized that she was already moving. Her body was on auto-pilot, and even as she panicked Torch Gal couldn’t stop herself from walking at all. She actually felt the thin bondage outfit stretching and pushing against her, moving her like a puppet. With stiff, jerky steps that she found surprisingly erotic, Torch Gal walked against her will up to Kadabra, swaying her hips the whole way. She put her hands to her sides and bent over stiffly at her waist to kiss the slightly shorter supervillain with a peck on the cheek. Kadabra cackled happily while Torch Gal flushed with embarrassment, grateful her body spun around to walk back so that Kadabra couldn’t see her mortified expression. Or how wet she was.
    When Torch Gal hit her original spot she spun crisply on her heel and froze back in place.
    “Much better than just tying you up, right?”
    Torch Gal was struggling to understand how she was doing this. “I thought you said you couldn’t command people with your top hat. That your subliminal messaging stuff can just make me experience things.”
    “I can’t give direct orders, but given the proper time to prepare a subject I can give them an outfit that turns them into a puppet. Your mind accepts the suggestion that the outfit is real, and then I suggest that I can control this outfit with any vocal command I give. Boom, instant marionette minion.”
    Torch Gal was speechless. She really couldn’t move, and her body had obeyed Kadabra instantly. It had seemed like a fun idea to put herself at the mercy of a supervillain when it was just experiencing things, but if Kadabra could actually control her like a robot…
    She could make her do anything.
    Which is when she noticed the predatory grin on Kadabra’s face. “I think you’re starting to realize the position you’re in. Just in time for us to take a little trip. I promised you a wonderful experience, after all, and what would be better than making you help me rob another bank?”
    “I…” Torch Gal tried to shake her head, but was totally frozen. She couldn’t be serious. Was Kadabra really going to use her to rob a bank? Was she really strong enough to make that happen?
    Before she could say anything Kadabra aimed the opening of her top hat at Torch Gal and grinned. “Nap time.”
    A happy euphoria washed over Torch Gal. Her eyes slipped shut as her brain drifted away.
    And then she abruptly woke up inside a bank.
    Torch Gal gasped, spinning around to take in the hectic scene. She was standing on top of a table in the center of the bank, with people cowering in fear against the walls away from them. ‘Oh god,’ Torch Gal thought, her stomach plummeting to the floor. ‘It’s really happening.’ She’d never felt so wet in her life.
    “That’s right, hand over all the money,” Kadabra commanded, wearing a wolfish grin as the scared tellers filled up some duffel bags of cash. Torch Gal was shocked to see that the villain was still naked, and still wearing that beautiful, huge, perfect strap on. Her mouth watered just looking at the sex toy. Was she actually wearing that out in public?
    She WAS a super villain, so Torch Gal figured she was allowed to be kinky. Then her eyes went wide as she looked down and realized she was still wearing the leather bondage straps all over her body. For some reason she could move freely now, but everyone in the bank was staring at her dressed in such an outrageously sexy outfit.
    “It’s just in your head. It’s not real,” she muttered to herself. Then realized that meant that everyone else was actually seeing her completely naked and freaking out. She whimpered and spun around, searching for a mirror to see what she looked like. There was a faint reflection in one of the teller windows, and Torch Gal hopped off the table and ran to it, her eyes widening in disbelief at what she saw. The window must have been reflecting reality because the leather strap outfit was gone, instead showing her completely naked except for a kinky black latex mask covering her entire head. Holes were left for her eyes, mouth and nostrils, but otherwise her identity was completely hidden. 
    No one could tell she was Torch Gal while she was stuck wearing this mask. All they saw was some nude, depraved henchwoman working for Kadabra. That was when she noticed that most of the people in the bank had stopped looking terrified. Instead, most of them had their eyes glued to her body, leering and smiling and giggling to themselves. Torch Gal’s clit throbbed as she realized everyone could see how wet she was.
    ‘They must think I’m Kadabra’s bitch,’ she thought, heart racing faster. A supervillain running into a bank with a strap-on and a naked woman? What else would they think? ‘But she hasn’t even fucked me yet,’ Torch Gal thought, ashamed that this was what concerned her.
    “Minion! Come here.” Kadabra’s sing song voice instantly pulled Torch Gal out of her aroused panic. She spun about and stood at attention, as if she’d been obeying Kadabra all her life. The naked villain smirked happily at her performance, then pointed down to the duffel bags stuffed with cash at her feet. “Collect the money for your Mistress.”
    Torch Gal thought of trying to resist. That if she sprung into action to stop Kadabra then maybe she could pretend that she’d only been undercover. Except that everyone had already seen her naked, wearing just a latex mask like a bondage slut. They all saw how wet and eager she was to obey a supervillain. If she tried to be a hero now then everyone would know that it was her doing all of this. Her only choice was to do what Kadabra said. To keep pretending to be a minion, so that no one could know the truth and judge her.
    All of that ran through her head in an instant, but it didn’t diminish the breathy pleasure in her voice as she replied, “Yes Mistress.” Torch Gal leapt into action, quickly running over to kneel before Kadabra and gather up all the money they were stealing. A hand rested down on her latex-covered head, and she looked up to see Kadabra petting her. And there, just inches away, was the strap-on, so close to Torch Gal’s very fuckable mouth. Torch Gal unknowingly opened her mouth and let out a weak moan.
    “You want to suck my toy, minion?”
    The need to do exactly that hit her so powerfully that Torch Gal whimpered. “Yes, Mistress.” She opened her mouth and stuck out her tongue, ready to be used. It felt so natural, as if she only existed to be used. To be fucked by her Mistress.
    “Or would you rather have me fuck your dripping pussy instead?”
    As much as she wanted to have her face fucked, Torch Gal knew instantly what she needed more. “Please fuck my dripping pussy, Mistress!” Torch Gal spun around and stuck her ass into the air, pressing her head down into the duffel bags of cash. She heard Kadabra cackling with laughter and knew how amused the villain was to see her pathetic begging. The condescension only turned Torch Gal on more though. This felt so much better than fighting. She shouldn’t be strong. Torch Gal knew she should be weak and wet.
    “Do you really want me to fuck you in front of all these people?”
    Torch Gal’s eyes shot open. She’d forgotten they were in a bank. Everyone was watching her. Everyone could see her with her ass stuck up in the air like a desperate bitch, with a supervillain standing over her and ready to take her. If they knew that she was Torch Gal this would mean the end of her career. Part of her wanted to rip the mask off. To let everyone see. To give up being a hero forever and become Kadabra’s bitch instead.
    “Please… please fuck me…” Torch Gal begged.
    Kadabra’s hands had been groping her ass teasingly, but when she spoke Torch Gal sensed Kadabra hesitating.
    “Huh, didn’t really think you’d ask for that.”
    Torch Gal gulped, feeling even more pathetic. Her body was burning up with carnal need. She needed to be fucked. Needed to be claimed. “Please fuck me in front of everyone,” she pleaded. “Make everyone see what a pathetic slut I am for you.”
    Kadabra slapped her ass. “I hear sirens. Such a shame.”
    Now Torch Gal could hear the sirens too. If the cops caught her robbing a bank then her life would be ruined. Doubly so if the cops caught her getting fucked by a supervillain.
    She was unbearably wet and whined loudly when Kadabra said, “Stand up and grab the cash. We have to go.”
    “Please, Mistress. Please fuck me. They have to know.”
    Then she saw Kadabra grinning. “Don’t worry, minion. I think there’s no doubts for anyone in this bank that you’re my desperate, obedient slut.” 
    Torch Gal smiled and saw that it was true. Everyone was staring at her like she was pathetic, like she was lower than them. Torch Gal had never felt so at home than having everyone looking down on her. 
    “We’re leaving the bank.”
    Just like that Torch Gal was running, holding the bags of cash in her arms as they raced out of the bank. Everything became a blur. Torch Gal was too horny to focus on anything, so their escape just rushed past. She didn’t know where she was or where they were going, and she didn’t care. She did what her Mistress commanded. She was Kadabra’s obedient slut. She would obey without question.
    “This rooftop is good,” Kadabra finally said, and that’s when Torch Gal noticed that they were on a rooftop. Not the same one as before where Erika was still tied up. Or was she tied up? Had the suggestion worn off? Had Kadabra brainwashed Erika after Torch Gal had been foolish enough to trust her?
    “Mistress, did you brainwash Erika the Red too?”
    Kadabra had been whistling happily as she took the cash from her minion but stopped at the question.
    Torch Gal bit her lip and asked, “Did you turn Erika into a slut like me? Is she a fucktoy minion too?”
    Almost amused, Kadabra shook her head. “No, I didn’t brainwash her.”
    Her hope deflated. Her smile faltered. “Oh. Okay, Mistress.”
    Then Kadabra chuckled. “I meant that I didn’t brainwash her yet. I was waiting to make you help.”
    “Ahh,” Torch Gal whimpered, her mind reeling with pleasure. There was no resistance at all to the idea of being used to brainwash her friend. She’d do it. She’d hold Erika down for her Mistress to brainwash her. She’d fuck Erika to help her become brainwashed. She’d brainwash anyone that her Mistress wanted. Panting, Torch Gal reached up to cup her tits. “Yes, Mistress. I’ll brainwash anyone for you.”
    “That’s a good minion. But first, I still need to fuck you.”
    In the blink of an eye Torch Gal was bent over and offering her pussy.
    Kadabra just laughed. “You think I’m going to do all the work of fucking you? No, no. My minion is going to put on a show for me.”
    Torch Gal looked back over her shoulder, confused. “Mistress?”
    Kadabra sat down on top of the duffel bags of stolen cash, then spread her legs wide to show off her strap-on. “This toy is very special,” she said, sliding her fingers up and down the length of it. Torch Gal shivered. She swore she could feel those fingers running up and down her spine. “It’s a strap-on made precisely to fuck you, to fit inside your pussy perfectly. In fact, it’s almost magnetic the hold it has over you. This toy belongs inside you, Torch Gal, and nothing can prevent that.”
    And suddenly she felt it. Gravity almost seemed to twist around Torch Gal, as she felt a powerful force shove her backwards, knocking her down on to her ass and closer to Kadabra. Even when she tried to scramble up to her feet Torch Gal found herself sliding back, accidentally crawling backwards towards Kadabra. Groin first she was moving towards the strap-on. It was pulling her pussy in like a magnet.
    “This is your last chance to resist me, Torch Gal. Feel your free will come back to you now, even as my strap-on keeps pulling you in.”
    Cold water splashed over Torch Gal’s mind, waking her up from the lust-filled haze. Her fear came back, realizing how close she’d come to slipping away completely. She actually would have betrayed Erika. How could she do something so shameful?
    But she didn’t have time to think about that, as she felt her hips suddenly thrust and Torch Gal started scooting her way towards the supervillain’s sex toy.
    “This strap-on is going to brainwash you completely,” Kadabra teased her, stroking a hand up and down the toy’s perfect length. “As soon as it enters your cunt, you’ll be gone forever. You’ll fuck yourself into oblivion. Then there’ll be no more Torch Gal. You’ll just be my slut and nothing more.”
    As much as she wanted to fight, part of Torch Gal mewled happily at the thought of being brainwashed. No more fighting, no more resisting. Just the happy, mindless life of a slut for evil.
    Torch Gal was down on her back, her hands and feet skidding along the rooftop as her cunt seemed to be pulled towards the sex toy, and she found her eyes momentarily fluttering. “Slut for evil…” she moaned, the words sounding so deliciously wrong.
    “Is that what you want to be? A slut for evil?”
    Torch Gal arched her back and moaned louder. “Yesss. Slut for evil.” To be completely broken. Depraved. Never to be redeemed. Just at the mercy of her cruel mistress. No mind and no choice. “Slut for evil.”
    Suddenly she was crawling. Torch Gal was crawling towards Kadabra, towards the strap-on, towards completely throwing her life away.
    “N-no.” Torch Gal clamped her hands down against the rooftop and skidded to a stop. She was so wet, and the strap-on was so close. “Can’t… can’t give in… Have to… Have to be a…”
    She wanted to say hero. The word was so close. She could see herself in her Torch Gal outfit, standing so proudly with her cape blowing in the breeze. It’s who she wanted to be.
    But it wasn’t who she was. Who she needed to be. She moaned in defeat as she stood up.
    Kadabra was grinning at her, patting her thighs invitingly. “Say what you are.”
    Torch Gal stood over Kadabra and bent her knees, lowering herself down towards the perfect strap-on that would finally brainwash her. “I’m a slut for evil,” she whispered as the tip of the toy rubbed up between her pussy lips.
    “Again,” her mistress commanded.
    She whimpered as she knelt down slowly, letting the strap-on push it’s way inside her. The pleasure was unbelievable. Pure bliss. Complete release. “A slut…” she sank lower. “For…” The toy filled her. “Evil!” She cried, taking the strap-on in all the way. Her eyes rolled back in her head as her past life fell away.
    Kadabra reached up and kissed her hard, running her hands over Torch Gal’s head. No, she wasn’t Torch Gal anymore. She was just Gail. She was just a slut. Just a slut for evil. She grinned as Kadabra’s hands caressed her perfect latex mask.
    “There’s my girl,” Kadabra cooed.
    Gail grinned. “Thank you, Mistress.” She began rocking her hips back and forth, bouncing on her Mistress’ toy. “There is no more Torch Gal. I’m only your slut. Your fucktoy. Just a slut for evil.”
    Kadabra spanked her ass and Gail cried out in bliss. “You love it, don’t you?”
    “Oh god, yes!” Gail fucked herself faster, her mind imploding from the impossible pleasure. Her old life was over. Gone. She didn’t care. Her lust had finally won out. Her humiliating need to be broken finally satisfied. It was all over. She’d failed, as she always knew she would. “I… I’m gonna cum. Please can I cum, Mistress?”
    “Cum for me,” Kadabra commanded. “Cum and become what you’ve always craved.”
    “I’m a slut for evil,” Gail declared as her eyes crossed, the orgasm exploding inside her. “Slut for evil, slut for evil, slut for eeeviiilluggghhgodyesss!”
    The defeated slut collapsed against her Mistress, smiling with satisfaction. Kadabra’s hand reached up to run through her hair, and it felt so comforting. “There you go. Good girl. Just live in that pleasure for a moment, soak in it. Letting it be everything you wanted. Good. Now you can relax and feel it starting to fade. The pleasure washing away along with all the suggestions. Returning back to normal as you take in your surroundings. Waking back up for me now, back to normal.”
    Torch Gal blinked, picking up her head in surprise. It felt like she could think again. Like she had her free will back. She glanced around but the rooftop where she’d surrendered to her Mistress was gone. Instead they were back in the same abandoned building they’d started in. Or rather, the building they’d never left.
    As vivid as the bank heist had been before, Torch Gal was suddenly able to see it for the fantasy it was. It had seemed so real in her head, but they’d only been playing it out here in this loft. Even the cash she thought they’d stolen had just been the same bags of cash Kadabra had already stolen.
    When she looked at Kadabra she saw that the naked woman didn’t have the strap-on anymore. Just like how her own leather strap outfit and black latex mask were gone.
    “So all of that was just in my head?”
    “Mhm.” Kadabra couldn’t hide her huge grin. “You were amazing. You looked so terrified when you thought you were in the bank, and you were too horny to do anything but obey my commands. Then when you begged me to fuck you in front of the whole crowd? Wow! I really didn’t think you’d want that.”
    Torch Gal blushed furiously. “I… I couldn’t help it.”
    “It’s fine, really. It’s your fantasy. I just had already set up the suggestions for your will being broken happening on the imagined rooftop, so I couldn’t go along with it. Kind of wish I’d left that open,” Kadabra muttered as she rubbed her pussy idly. “I would have loved to see your face as you cried out that you were a slut for evil in front of everyone.”
    “Oh god.” Torch Gal buried her head in her hands. “How could I give up like that? I’m supposed to be a hero.”
    “Hey, easy there,” Kadabra said as she hurried over to Torch Gal and put an arm around her shoulders. “Don’t beat yourself up. It was just a fantasy.”
    “But I wanted it so bad!”
    “I know, it was so hot.”
    “That’s not helping,” Torch Gal muttered as she pouted. “What kind of hero can I be if I want every villain to defeat me?”
    “Just because you have a kink for being dominated doesn’t mean you have to let every villain use you,” Kadabra said as she rolled her eyes. “Seriously, I think you were repressing that stuff a little too hard. That’s why you jumped at the chance to be fucked by a villain.”
    Torch Gal sighed and plopped her head down onto Kadabra’s shoulder. “It’s just embarrassing. I’m supposed to be this big hero, but what would people think if they knew what I really wanted?”
    “Who cares what people think? No matter what, you ARE a great hero, and your personal interests are your own. Your sex life is nobody’s business but you and any dominant women you want fucking you.”
    “That… actually helps,” Torch Gal replied, a faint smile starting to grow. “Still, I guess it’s only a matter of time before somebody breaks me for real.”
    Kadabra took Torch Gal by the chin and made the hero look at her in the eyes. “Tell me the truth. Do you get off on the fantasy of being dominated and humiliated?”
    It was Torch Gal’s pussy that answered. With a weak whimper she admitted, “Yes.”
    Kadabra chuckled. “And do you want to be a hero?”
    Instantly Torch Gal felt a burning heat in her chest, her courage and determination coming back to her. “Yes,” she answered firmly. “I want to help people.”
    “Both things can be true. You don’t have to give up being a hero just to get off.”
    Torch Gal slumped her shoulders. “My life just isn’t that easy.” The naked hero flopped down onto the floor, and was surprised when Kadabra knelt down beside her. Kadabra let the top hat roll away as she reached out to caress Torch Gal’s cheek.
    “Tell me what’s wrong.”
    “I-” Torch Gal was about to mention the brainwashing, but her words instantly melted in her head. Professor Doombringer’s programming was still in her head, stopping her from revealing her brainwashing even to another villain who’d broken her. “I can’t get into it. Let’s just say I’ve got a lot going on.”
    “Okay, I can respect that. Just don’t beat yourself up about it.” Kadabra smiled at her, then leaned in and kissed her. “Cause seriously, this was the best day of my life. I’ve never done anything that satisfying in my life.”
    “What, brainwashing a hero?”
    Kadabra broke into a giddy grin. “Yes. It’s the whole reason I became a villain. Why I built the subliminal messaging device in my hat. My entire life I’ve wanted to be that hot, sexy villain who could corrupt a proud hero into her pathetic plaything.”
    Torch Gal curled up against Kadabra, getting unbearably wet at her words. Even her guilt faded as her libido took control. “Fuck. When you put it like that…”
    “It’s hot, right?”
    The horny hero nodded profusely. Then yelped in surprise when Kadabra playfully flicked her nose. “Then enjoy it. The only one putting all this guilt over your head is you.”
    The words rang surprisingly true, and Torch Gal closed her eyes as she considered it. “I guess you have a point. I’ll try to be more fair to myself.” Then Torch Gal smiled at her. “Thanks, Kadabra.”
    For a moment the villain was silent, biting her lip with indecision. Then Kadabra said, “You can call me Allison. Or Ally, I prefer that.”
    Torch Gal hesitated too, before extending her hand. “I’m Gail.”
    Ally shook her hand. “I was gonna say we can keep in touch on facebook, but I guess you have a secret identity to worry about, right?”
    “Yeah. Even saying my first name is a little dangerous.”
    Ally grinned. “I’m honored you trust me then.”
    “That and you already know Torch Gal is a submissive horny slut, so it’s not like having more dirt on me will matter.”
    “I won’t tell anyone. My lips are sealed.”
    “I trust you,” Gail told her, and she meant it. Kadabra may have been a supervillain, but Gail sympathized with her frustrations a lot. It made sense that a kinky person with sufficiently advanced technology might end up becoming a supervillain just to scratch that particular itch. After all, she was running around with Yin and Yang in secret. But that was just to find Professor Doombringer and get the brainwashing out of her head, Gail quickly reminded herself. She didn’t actually want to be bad. 
    Ally scratched at the back of her head. “So it seems like you got some stuff to work out, but if you ever want to do this again-”
    “Please,” Gail said, a little too eager. She blushed. “I mean… fuck, I really want to be used like that again.”
    Ally smirked. “I want it too. Although I’m not really looking for a relationship if I’m honest. Just some occasional brainwashing and sex.”
    Gail’s eyes lit up. “That sounds absolutely perfect.”
    “Just look me up whenever you’re interested then. My name’s Allison Kazam.”
    Gail sat up, her jaw dropping. “Wait, your name’s Ally Kazam?”
    Ally’s vitiligo face blushed. “It’s Pakistani….”
    “Your name’s Ally Kazam and you became a magician supervillain!”
    “I couldn’t help myself!” Ally groaned. “I know it’s the worst cliche but it was right there. How could I not?”
    “I changed my mind. I’m definitely not sleeping with someone as lame as you now,” Gail told her as she stuck out her tongue playfully.
    Which made Ally suddenly lean in, eyes so serious that they froze Gail in place. “Like you have a choice in the matter, slave.”
    Gail shivered as her blood rushed down to her crotch. “Holy shit. That was hot.”
    Ally’s serious expression broke as she laughed and laid down beside Gail. “We are definitely going to have some fun together.”
    “Do you think we have time for another round?” Gail wrapped herself around the other girl’s arm, then whimpered with delight as Ally’s hand cupped her pussy and started to play with her.
    “What’s stopping us?” Ally asked with a smirk. Then she went pale and her playful fingers stopped. “Oh shit. Your friend. How long have we been-”
    From above they heard the roof access door slamming open. Both naked girls shouted in shock as Erika the Red leapt down towards them, diving down the stairs with a single jump.
    Ally tried to aim her top hat only to realize her hands were empty. Gail saw the top hat on the floor behind them, and she threw out a desperate hand for it as she heard Erika shout.
    “I’m here!” Erika went into a roll as soon as she hit the ground, then lunged up to her feet in a fighting pose. Instantly she had one of her fighting ropes swinging overhead as her eyes searched the loft. “I got free from the ropes! I’m here to help, Torch-”
    Erika’s eyes went wide as she saw the two of them naked and on top of each other. Her hand stopped swinging and the rope fell limp to the ground beside her.
    “Gal?”
    Gail whipped around to face her friend, clutching the top hat in her trembling hands. “We’re both fully dressed and totally don’t look like we just had sex!”
    Erika the Red blinked at them, then scoffed. “Of course you two wouldn’t have sex. And why do you have to announce that you’re dressed? I can see you guys.”
    Gail sighed with relief, and she felt Ally relax beside her. “Uh, Kadabra did a spell or something. She made it look like I was naked, remember?”
    “Oh, right.” Erika suddenly blushed, and Gail felt her heart flutter. Was Natalie turned on thinking of her naked? Then she noticed Ally giving her a sly look. She jumped up to her feet.
    “Anyway, we’re both dressed and free from Kadabra’s, uh, influence.”
    “Great work!” Erika started coiled her fighting rope over her arm, grinning wide. “I knew you’d be able to beat her. There’s no way some magician could get the better of you.”
    “That’s right,” Ally suddenly cried, throwing an arm up dramatically over her head. “I’ve been bested by the amazing Torch Gal. It’s not as if I ever had a chance of breaking her to my will and turning her into my adoring sex slave.” She smirked at Gail, who was adorably humiliated and horny from hearing that.
    Erika, on the other hand, went bright red with shock, outrage, and a hint of arousal that she couldn’t hide. “How dare you say something like that about her? You’re nothing but a pervert, stripping heroes and tying them up!”
    Ally smirked at her. “Oh I’m definitely a pervert, but it looked like you enjoyed getting bound up too.”
    “Of course I didn’t,” Erika huffed, crossing her muscled arms. “As if I want some stupid villain sitting on me like a chair.”
    Gail’s fingers tightened on the top hat still in her hands. This might be a little wrong, but Gail was too horny to care. “Erika, it’s alright to admit if it turned you on.”
    The redheaded hero shrugged. “Obviously it turned me on. I just hate that it was some random villain doing it instead of you.” Then Erika froze in horror, clapping a hand over her mouth as she realized what she just admitted.
    Ally burst out laughing, while Gail just stared at her friend, speechless. Natalie wanted her to tie her up?
    Erika hastily started waving her hands. “Th-that’s not what I meant.”
    Still rolling on the floor laughing, Ally yelled, “Torch Gal, you lucky girl. Sounds like your friend here wants to be your bondage slut.”
    Gail gulped, her heart racing. She thought of having the other girl bound and on her knees, begging to be used. Normally Gail felt the urge to be the one being humiliated, but in that moment she was truly turned on by the thought of dominating Erika instead.
    “It’s not that I want to be a bondage slut,” Erika cried, looking mortified. “I wanna tie her up too. I wanna pin her down and use her to get myself off. I just also don’t mind switching every now and then. I-” Erika clapped a hand over her mouth again, looking on the verge of a panic attack.
    Gail was still reeling and couldn’t think of anything to say. Everything Erika said sounded amazing. Did she really want to be kinky like that with her?
    Suddenly Erika cleared her throat and reached down to put a tight grip on Ally’s shoulder. “That’s enough. Clearly Kadabra is messing with our heads and making us say crazy stuff. Let’s just turn her in to the police.”
    Ally, who’d been giggling hysterically over the whole thing, instantly went quiet. “Wait, you’re taking me to jail?”
    “Duh, we’re heroes. Do you think we’d just let you go?”
    Ally’s scared eyes turned to Gail. “But you said-” She cut herself off, noticing Erika staring between the two of them curiously.
    Everything was happening too fast for Torch Gal to process. She’d promised to let Ally go, but how could she do that without explaining to Erika everything that she’d done? And even if Erika wanted to be with her, would she still feel the same if she knew she’d let Kadabra brainwash and fuck her for fun?
    She didn’t see a smart way out of this, so Torch Gal went for the dumb option that came to mind. Discretely aiming the top hat at Erika, Torch Gal commanded, “You can’t see or feel Kadabra anymore.”
    Erika started to look back at her, confused, then glanced down at Ally and shouted in shock. She leapt back, fists up as she scanned the rest of the room. “Where’d she go?”
    Torch Gal pointed towards the stairs heading down to the next level. “There she is! You can see Kadabra getting away down the stairs, riding on a big white rabbit!”
    Erika whirled around and angrily wielded her ropes. “You’ve gotta be kidding me.” She threw the weighted end of one rope across the room, but it only struck the wall. “Dammit, they got away. Come on, let’s get her!” Erika the Red charged off towards the stairs after the imaginary giant rabbit, but slowed when she noticed Gail wasn’t coming. “What’s wrong?”
    The last thing she wanted to do was run downstairs naked and leave her costume behind, so Torch Gal waved her off. “I’ll stay here and grab the money. In case Kadabra is tricking us.”
    “Good idea! This time it’s my turn to take her down!” With that Erika ran down the stairs, swinging her ropes and shouting after the fake Kadabra.
    Gail let out a sigh. “That was close.”
    Suddenly a pair of arms enveloped her in a tight hug. Gail dropped the top hat in surprise as Ally gave her a big kiss on the cheek. “You saved me! Thank you, Gail. I thought I was going to jail for sure.”
    “I did promise not to turn you in,” she replied, blushing.
    “Why did you tell her I was riding a giant rabbit?”
    “I don’t know, I panicked. I thought that was something a magic person would do.”
    Ally giggled. “Well it was adorable. I guess we better get changed, huh?”
    “Definitely. I don’t think my heart can stand another close call like that.” She plucked up her Torch Gal outfit and started putting it back on, when she noticed Ally reaching into the duffel bags of stolen cash. Ally caught the tight frown on Gail’s face.
    “Relax, I’m just getting a change of clothes.” Ally pulled out a t-shirt and a pair of black shorts, along with some sneakers that seemed much more sensible than her thigh high boots. “Can’t go running around as Kadabra when I leave, now can I?” Suddenly Ally frowned as a heavy weight seemed to fall on her. “I really thought your friend was going to haul me off to jail. As long as I had my hat I felt invincible, but I guess I’m not really that tough.”
    “Hey, don’t be like that. You certainly took me down, remember.”
    Ally smiled fondly. “That’s my point though. I don’t really care about robbing banks for money or anything. I only did it so I could get hot super women to come fight me. But even then I can’t actually brainwash them. It’d be unethical. I guess I was just hoping that someday I’d meet a hero with the same kinky fantasies as me.”
    “I resemble that remark,” Torch Gal giggled as she clipped her belt back around her waist.
    “That you do. Meeting you today was like a dream come true.” Ally stopped getting dressed, a determined expression crossing her face. “That’s why I’m done being a villain.”
    Gail had been slipping on her gloves but looked up in shock. “Really?”
    “I don’t need to do it anymore. I got to live my fantasy with you, and I can’t play with you again if I end up hauled off to jail.”
    Torch Gal reached over and patted Ally’s shoulder. “I’m proud of you, Ally. I sure wish all the supervillains in the city would be as reasonable as you.”
    “Maybe they just need a good lay,” Ally snickered.
    Gail laughed, but actually considered it. Maybe she could fuck all the sexy villains in the city to the right side of the law. Torch Gal felt her pussy dripping at the humiliating thought, until she remembered how good it felt to be broken. How she happily screamed that she was a slut for evil.
    She shivered, having to fight the urge to say those three magic words out loud. Evil was definitely more tempting than good, and her brainwashed subconscious wanted to steer her for the most humiliating actions possible.
    To distract herself from the dirty thoughts springing up in her mind, Gail asked, “So what will you do now that you’re giving up crime?”
    “Eh, I’ll manage.” Ally noticed the doubtful look on Gail’s face and turned up her nose at her. “I turned a top hat into a mind control device. I think I’ll do alright for myself.” 
    Gail smirked, zipping her suit back up. “Fair enough. You should keep the costume though. You know, as a keepsake.”
    Ally gave her a sly look. “You just want me to wear it the next time I fuck you.”
    Gail blushed as red as her mask as she slipped it back over her eyes. “Alright, you got me there.”
    “Believe me, I’ll give up the money but I am not leaving behind those boots. I look way too hot in them.”
    “True,” Torch Gal giggled, feeling weirdly proud. Not only did she get to be dominated by a hot villain, but she also convinced said hot villain to give up a life of crime. That was pretty heroic, right? 
    Slow, defeated footsteps echoed up the stairs by the time they’d finished getting dressed. Ally was tucking her magician costume into a spare bag as Erika made her way up the stairs, shoulders slumped. 
    “I couldn’t catch her. Plus when I ran outside and asked everyone on the street which way the giant rabbit went they all looked at me like I was crazy.” Erika let out a huge sigh. “I really hate magic.”
    Torch Gal offered a sympathetic smile. “Don’t worry about it. Sometimes there’s nothing you can do against certain opponents. Let’s just hope we’ve seen the last of Kadabra.”
    “True.” She nodded at the four bags of money stacked at Torch Gal’s feet. “At least we stopped her from taking the cash. That’s gotta be worth something.”
    As she crossed towards the money Erika almost walked directly into Ally, who barely managed to leap aside. A daring grin crossed Ally’s face as Erika obliviously walked past her.
    “Oh right, she can’t see me. Or hear me.” Ally cupped her hands over her mouth and shouted, “I fucked Torch Gaaaal!”
    Torch Gal opened her mouth to scold her but stopped, realizing Erika would be able to hear her just fine. She pointed a threatening finger at Ally, who only cackled with fiendish glee as Erika had no reaction to the shouting at all.
    “That’s right, Erika. I had her moaning and writhing in my lap. It was so hot.” Ally put her hands around Erika’s waist and groped her tits. Erika took in a sharp breathe, her eyes widening in surprise. Then she hastily turned away, trying to hide her reaction. She’d been told she couldn’t feel Ally, but Erika’s subconscious was able to feel the pleasure of it, apparently. 
    Torch Gal bit her lip, trying to imagine what that must feel like. Getting turned on out of nowhere and feeling pleasure, all while having no clue that someone was groping you? She shuddered happily and made a mental note to ask Ally to give her the same treatment next time. Then it occurred to her that there wouldn’t be a next time if Ally took things too far and Erika caught on to what was happening. 
    She shot Ally a death glare to make her knock it off, but Ally just giggled and ignored her as she slid a hand down Erika’s back to grab her ass. “I made Gail into my slave and she was so amazing at it. That’s why you should make her your slave, Erika.”
    Torch Gal froze, surprised by that.
    Ally continued running her hands over Erika’s muscular body, teasing her as she kept talking seductively. “If you want Gail so much then just take her. Show her how much you want her. Tie her up, pin her down, dominate her. I guarantee you she’ll love every second of it.” Ally flashed a smile at the blushing Torch Gal. “Maybe she’ll even want to take turns tying you up too.”
    “Ally,” Torch Gal whispered, which made Erika spin around suddenly. Her face was flashed, her nipples poking through her costume. 
    “What’d you say?”
    Torch Gal gulped. “Nothing. We should get going though.”
    “Y-yeah.” Erika took a step to go but Ally held onto her, sliding a hand down Erika’s pants and into her crotch.
    “Damn, Gail. You should feel how wet she is. She wants you so bad. And you still have my hat.”
    Torch Gal’s eyes slid over to the top hat, which was resting on the floor a few feet away.
    “You could pick it up and use it on her.” Ally kept rubbing Erika’s pussy, her eyes staring right at Gail. “You could make her admit what she wants. Make her give in to her desires. You could have her right now.”
    Torch Gal was getting too horny to think straight. Seeing Erika being felt up and teased while being completely unaware was so wrong but so hot. Erika’s eyes had lost focus. She just stood there shaking and breathing heavy, looking lost to the world like she was in a trance. Right then Torch Gal felt the urge to do exactly what Ally said. It would be so easy to pick up the hat and use it on Erika. And on Ally. She could get them both to do whatever she wanted. It wasn’t the urge to act like a slut; what Torch Gal felt was the urge to just be evil.
    Suddenly Torch Gal reached down, grabbing two of the duffel bags off the floor and threw them at the dazed Erika. With the bags hurtling towards her head Erika snapped out of her light trance and caught them, accidentally knocking Ally over in the process.
    Ally fell flat on her ass and pouted. “What was that for?” Then Ally picked her head up and saw Torch Gal glaring at her. She stared at her own wet fingers and blushed guiltily. “Sorry. Guess I got carried away. Probably best I leave the whole mind controlling villain thing behind, huh?”
    Torch Gal sighed and smiled. “It’s fine.”
    “What’s fine?” Erika asked. Her voice cracked a little, and she still looked flustered and confused about why she was so horny.
    “Uh, that Kadabra got away. I think we can still count this as a win.”
    Erika broke into a smile and gave her a thumbs up. “Hell yeah, this is. Cause we got all the money back and we’re absolutely not going to tell anyone about what she did to us, right?”
    Torch Gal looked from Erika to Ally and grinned. “My lips are sealed.” Then she noticed the top hat on the floor. It wouldn’t be responsible to leave it lying around, Torch Gal told herself as she walked over to it. She wouldn’t use it on people. She’d just keep it safe. Although, would it really be so bad to use it every once in a while? Torch Gal bit her lip as she began to slowly reach for the mind controlling top hat. She noticed the eager smile on Ally’s face and knew she felt the same temptation.
    “Oh look, she left her hat.” Torch Gal glanced up and was shocked to see Erika standing next to her, scowling. Then, before she could react, Erika lifted her foot and stomped her boot down on top of the top hat.
    “No!” Ally cried out in horror as the hat was crushed. It emitting a loud, metallic crunch and some sparks as it was flattened.
    Erika lifted her foot, staring in confusion at the crushed hat. She was completely oblivious to Torch Gal and Ally’s devastated faces as she asked, “Did that hat just crunch? What was that about?”
    Gingerly, Torch Gal lifted the hat and saw some broken microchips and wires fall out. “Guess it’s not important now.”
    “Yeah, let’s forget all about Kadabra. We’re totally victorious today!” Erika shouted, hefting the recovered bags of cash.
    Torch Gal suppressed a tear as she held the broken, wonderful mind controlling hat in her hands. “Yup. Totally a victory.”
    Ally rested a hand on her shoulder. Torch Gal tilted the crushed hat towards her, but Ally shook her head. “It’s gonna take me like a year to get the resources to put another one together. Sorry Gail.”
    “It’s fine,” she whispered. “But you better come up with something fun for next time.”
    “Oh believe me, I’ve already got plans,” Ally said with a hopeful grin.
    Torch Gal smiled back. She couldn’t wait for her next chance to be completely brainwashed. And for once, she didn’t feel entirely guilty about it. Maybe today was a victory after all.