Inspired by The Incredibles - Mother & Daughter Relations With Mezmerella (NSFW) commissioned by solddate with art by Oo_Sebastian_oO.
The spherical white monorail car carrying Mezmerella and her newest mind-controlled prizes decelerated smoothly as it entered a station lit by bright artificial lights. All three were dressed once more in their white uniforms. Helen and Violet had spent the journey underground worshipfully watching their mistress lounging in the abundant cushions on her side of the car.
Mirage stood nonchalantly in the underground monorail station.
The femme fatale was wearing a rather different outfit to the one the superheroines had last seen her in. Now, she wore a figure-hugging long white sleeveless dress with black trim and slit at both sides past her thighs. On her hands were elbow-length black gloves and on her feet black ankle-strap stilettos. Her black belt was, like those of the hypnotized heroines, decorated at the front with the spiral orange buckle of a slave.
Mirage's dress had a sweetheart neckline that followed the curves of her large breasts without revealing them. It was obvious she wore a push-up bra both from the way her breasts were thrust up and because a small teardrop cutout in the front of the dress revealed part of her cleavage and the bra. Centred in the widest part of the teardrop cutout was the gore or bridge of the black bra which proudly bore the same slave logo as Mirage's belt.
Standing still Mirage's dress hinted at much but revealed little. She looked dangerous but almost demure.
As Mirage bent to open the door of the monorail carriage a long shapely leg emerged from a slit of the dress. At the top of her leg it revealed the elasticated black strap of a low-riding thong. Prominent on the strap was a round orange quick-release fastener decorated with Mezmerella's logo of an orange dot in a white circle.
As Mirage raised her arms to open the door, she revealed an inverted teardrop cutout at the side of her white dress. Crossing the flawless skin exposed was the thin black strap of her bra and once again at the centre of the teardrop was a quick-release fastener with Mezmerella's logo.
In motion it was clear that Mirage could be stripped of her bra and thong in seconds and ready for fucking heartbeats later.
"Welcome, Mistress Mezmerella. The doctor is ready for you."
Mezmerella stepped out, helped by Mirage's offered hand. The femme fatale followed a step behind her mistress as the villainess walked towards the station's exit. Helen and Violet followed happily after, a hand on each other's asses.
"Thank you, Mirage, dear." Mezmerella paused to turn and address the turncoat agent of the National Supers Agency. "You did well in ridding this Incredible team of its surplus members. Perhaps you deserve a little reward?"
Neither Helen nor Violet reacted to the implied threat. Mezmerella had erased the love of wife for husband and mother for son or daughter for father and sister for brother as completely as she'd corrupted the love between mother daughter. Instead they watched with slutty lust as hips swaying Mirage strutted up to Elastigirl and pressed her body into the hypnotized heroine's body.
"What do you say, Helen? Shall we do what we should have done in Paris?"
Mirage's breath was hot on Elastigirl's face, a finger playing suggestively on the superheroine's exposed hip. Confusion reigned in Helen's mind. She was so happy that Mezmerella had improved her by transforming her into a slutty lesbian MILF. She wanted to fuck this hot bitch while her mistress and daughter watched. But she still didn't like Mirage.
"My body belongs to Mistress Mezmerella. It makes me happy and loved to be used for her pleasure."
Mezmerella pressed a button on her remote and Mirage stiffened, sashaying back to the villainess's side but casting a smouldering backward glance at Helen. Helen's arousal only grew as she imagined Mezmerella wordlessly summoning her to her mistress's side at the push of a button she would be powerless to resist.
"I only acquired Mirage a few weeks ago when she came to officially inspect this facility. She's proved invaluable to me since then. A natural assistant with a lovely ass. My loyal sex-retary. Hehe. But I believe you two and Mirage have some history? Did she try to kill you when she worked for Syndrome? Well, Violet, I think you ought to kiss and make up. Hehe!"
"Oh yes, mistress."
Helen watched as Violet stepped forward and without hesitation planted her lips on the smirking platinum blonde's lush red lips. Tongues slid easily and eagerly into feminine mouths as the obedient women began to gently kiss. Soon, however, Mirage's hand was at the back of Violet's head as she took charge of the kiss. Then another hand was at Violet's back, supporting the younger woman's weight, as Mirage tipped her back and the kiss turned into a relentless ravishing.
Helen sighed happily. She had had her differences with Mirage but it made her so happy, and more than a little horny, to see her daughter dominated by the older more experienced slut. Vi was a natural lesbian fucktoy, but she still had lessons to learn if she were to become the perfect tongue slut.
"You too, Helen. Kiss and make up."
"Yes, mistress."
Helen didn't move from her place beside Mezmerella, hopeful that the sight of three sexy sluts kissing would arouse her mistress into groping and molesting her heroine body. Instead her head snaked forward on an extending neck till her breath was on Violet and Mirage's face. She waited for her chance to duel with Mirage's tongue or begin a messy threeway kiss.
"Those aren't Mirage's only lips, my pet. Hihi!"
Mezmerella ran a finger over the crotch of Elastigirl's white slave costume for emphasis.
"Oh, yes, mistress!"
Helen planted a chaste kiss on her daughter's cheek as her hands extended and found the quick-release fasteners of the thong straps on Mirage's thighs. Moments later the femme fatale's black thong was falling to the floor.
"Mmm, Vi, don't be naughty. This honey is for mummy!"
Violet had tried to push a leg between Mirage's thighs to feel the blonde's slick cunt against her skin. Helen wrapped her neck around Violet's leg and pulled it back before her head thrust forward to position itself in front of Mirage's pussy. Violet used one hand to pull Mirage's white dress aside, exposing the platinum blonde's hairless cunt, and then with the other spread open the pussy of the woman ruthlessly tongue-fucking her mouth.
"Oh Vi, I can't stay mad at you when you've made this horny bitch so juicy for me."
Helen opened her mouth wide and pressed herself into Mirage's spread pussy. Treating labia like lips, spearing her tongue into the femme fatale's wet depths. Mirage shuddered with pleasure and moaned into Violet's mouth as she continued the relentless passionate kiss. Mirage's hand released from Violet's hair to begin clawing at Invisigirl's tube top in order to release her tits.
Mezmerella adjusted the controls on her remote control and then spoke briefly into it. With these settings none of the slaves kissing and licking before her would be conscious of her commands and her orders would sink into their unconscious minds as irresistible compulsions. Satisfied Mezmerella hung the remote control from her belt and popped one of Helen's big MILF tits out of her boob window to leisurely play with.
The effect on Mirage was immediate as she broke the kiss with Violet with a cry of pleasured surprise.
"Mistress, her tongue... Oh fuck, it's inside me. It's so long, going so deep. Uh, it feels so good. Oh oh, it feels so good, mistress. So good twisting and licking all along my slutty cunt."
"Hihi," Mezmerella giggled as she flicked Helen's nipple in unnecessary reward. The obedient slut continued following her mistress's subliminal commands as her tongue continued to explore every inch of Mirage's fuckhole.
Dazed and with her chest heaving as she breathed, Violet tried to pull herself up Mirage's body to obey her mistress and continue kissing the blonde. Her hands pulled at the front of Mirage's dress and then in answer to another command hidden from her conscious mind she undid the clips of Mirage's bra and pulled it through the keyhole in her white dress to fall discarded to the floor of the monorail station. Even as Mirage yanked Violet's tank top down Violet pulled at the straps of Mirage's dress.
Two pairs of tits sprang free and Mezmerella pulled at Helen's breasts and the fabric around them till both squeezed through her boob window. Now all of her slaves displayed their breasts for her pleasure.
"Violet, my little tongue slut, I think Mirage's mammaries need your attention now. I want to hear what your mother is doing to my sex-retary. Hehe!"
Mezmerella continued to play with Helen's MILF breasts as Mirage groped Violet's teen tits and Violet turned her attention to enthusiastically licking and sucking Mirage's pert boobs.
Violet was amazed. She was Mezmerella's loving tongue slut, and she knew from her lust that her mistress had the perfect body. But before today if you'd asked her to imagine a sexy woman it would have been Mirage she saw in her mind's eye. All her teenage years she'd seen the effect the sight of Mirage had on the men and women around her. And now, as the tongue slut licked her way up one of Mirage's breasts and kneaded and squeezed the other, she found the push-up bra and her own expectations had deceived her. Mirage's breasts were smaller than her own. Hot sexy slutty fuckable Mirage's tits were smaller than her own. If she hadn't been gently tugging at Mirage's nipple with her teeth she would have grinned in surprised delight.
"Mistress, I- I want Helen to know what, aaaah, what kind of woman she's, fuck!, fucking. Make her work to, uh, please meeee. M- Mistress, goddess, she's inside me. Ten or twelve i-inches. Won't, uh, won't. I'm a fucking cunt-tease. Make her, uh, fuck!"
Mirage took immense pride in her self-control, especially sexual. Mezmerella hadn't changed that, but she had made it Helen and Violet's temporary goal to break it. Violet began to toy with Mirage's clit even as her lips pulled at one of Mirage's nipples. Mirage might have been planning to draw this out and show her superiority, but mother and daughter were cooperating like a super-team to mount a relentless assault of sexual pleasure.
"Oh, mistress, mistress. I can feel her, uh uh, tongue getting thicker. I'm so full. So fucking full. She's pressing against the s- s- spot. Oh, you whore, fuck me with your dildo tongue, you fucking whore."
Slap! Violet slapped the flushed and panting Mirage across the face.
"My mom's not a whore! She fucks for free. She's a slut. And a slave. Mistress Mezmerella's slutty lesbian slave."
Maybe it was the stimulation from the slap, maybe it was always inevitable from the superpowered tongue-fucking, but the last of Mirage's resistance crumbled. She threw back her head and howled out as the orgasm built impossible to stop now.
"I'm cumming. I'm CUMMMMMMING!"
Violet held Mirage up as the platinum blonde slumped spent for now into her arms. Mirage's pussy had been so tightly plugged by Helen's long thick tongue that when she pulled it free with a slurp, a surge of pussy juice flooded out and down the femme fatale's inner thighs.
"Mrs. Incredible live up to her name, hihi," Mezmerella laughed as her slaves slowly started to return themselves to readiness for purposes other than sex. "Violet, you better start thinking how to use your powers to compete or mother will take your title as tongue slut. Hehe. And, Violet my pet, you're wrong. Helen is a whore. Or at least she soon will be!"
"Mistress?"
Violet and Helen spoke together, puzzled and delighted at this latest revelation. Mirage managed a faint smirk through the post-coital haze, a little of her accustomed superiority returning.
"Perhaps I should prepare you girls a little for your visit to the doctor..."
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