Lacy smiled as Sid repeated his instructions back to her. "Your highness, I will develop a version of Rainbow Trash that is less powerful for you. It will make your servants able to control and change others so that they may serve you as well. I will make sure that Rainbow Trash is irreversible and that you cannot ever be changed back. I will make more Trash for you in all its forms and provide it to you for your use in building your empire. I will study the blood and cum samples you have provided to determine what other powers you have. I will forever and ever be your most loyal servant." Sid spoke from his knees as he looked up at his goddess and queen.
Lacy extended her hand to his lips. "Yes Sid, that is correct. You may kiss my hand and then rise to do my bidding." Sid kissed Lacy's hand and came on himself from excitement.
Lacy giggled. "Naughty Sid. I think I had best make sure you are taken care of. Bambi, come here." Bambi strutted in from the doorway and curtsied to her queen. "Yes your highness, you wish is my command."
"Bambi, you are now Sid's woman. You are his reward for serving me. You will provide him whatever pleasure he desires. You will also watch him for any signs of disloyalty. If you discover anything that shows him working against me you will eliminate him as a threat by any means necessary. Do you understand?"
"Of course you highness. I live to serve."
"Take him to his lab and attend his needs. Ensure he is undisturbed."
Sid and Bambi left arm in arm, Bambi was already jerking him off as they walked down the hall.
"Ah, young love." Lacy snickered and turned the other way towards her office.
Kong, her new Royal Guard bowed low to her as she strode in. Once in the office, she quickly made some notes on changes she wanted for her office. Her throne room would be in the main club but a good ruler had a private place to conduct business.
She quickly looked over a rolling rack of clothes that Candy had brought in earlier. She put on a platinum colored tube dress that barely covered her perfect tits and didn't quite cover her snatch. She of course went commando, and completed the look with a pair of 6 inch platform heels, gold in color. She places golden hoop earrings on and solid gold bracelets on both wrists. "I will soon have proper royal jewels, so this will do for now." she thought.
Glancing at the paper on the desk, she saw it open to an article by a Lois Lane. She knew from what Candy had told her that had been who she was before the Rainbow Trash. She looked at the woman in the picture, sneered, and thought "THIS was what I was? How weak and pathetic! The world is better off without this waste of flesh."
With that she strode out of her office and out to the balcony that overlooked the main club.
Lacy smiled as she surveyed the scene. Prior to taking Sid, she had taken control of all the staff, every dancer, waitress, bouncer, bartender, and kitchen help. They were all her loyal servants, eager to fulfill her wishes and desires. She had "improved" some of the girls, and had made such all the women understood their roles as her ladies. And they were showing just how well they understood.
The club was controlled chaos. Music pumped, girls danced on the stage, but the real fun was at all the tables where a lot more than lap dances was going on. Lacy could see her ladies giving hand jobs, blow jobs, some discrete fucking, some not so discrete fucking, smoking and snorting drugs, heavy drinking, and just plain old making out. She could tell that her girls had obeyed her commands to make sure that lots of dumb, trashy peasants were created. She could catch the whiffs of Trash from all over and could see the effects easily. Guys who had obviously been businessmen, bankers, or lawyers were now doing shots, talking like rednecks, and tossing money around like they had no idea what it was. Lacy overheard one of her girls explaining to a well dressed man what exactly a "Credit Card" was, and wasn't it lucky he had one that he could use right now and pay off later as he brought a bottle of 500 tequila.
"Splendid. And when they sober up they will know nothing. Unless I decide they are worth taking." Lacy chuckled out loud.
Turning around she saw two hulking bouncers who were following her. "You two stay back while I work the club. It is time to see if anyone is worth becoming my servant."
Lacy glided down the stairs and into the main area. She left a trail of silence as she walked past tables. Her ladies just smiled and dipped their heads in respect of their queen. The men stared at her like she was a Goddess come to life. Thanks to information from Hanson and Sid she had a good idea of the regulars. She didn't linger at any one table, just stopping to ask if the men were having a good time, encourage them to drink more, and do drugs.
She discovered by accident that she could Trash someone by pricking them with her ruby red nails when a guy tried to push past her to get out as he was getting weirded out. She grabbed his wrist to pull him in for a kiss, but her nails cut him and his eyes rolled up. He went limp, slide into a chair and 30 seconds later woke up talking like an extra from Jersey Shore and not able to remember his ATM pin. Lacy felt that this event made the guy special so she led him back to a VIP room and turned him into "King" and sent him to guard her office with Kong.
Upon returning Lacy decided it was time to recruit loyalists to her cause. Using her information she quickly found several men who were high placed lawyers, doctors, bankers, and administrators in various companies. Using her abilities she led them to a private suite and then had her way with them. She drained their knowledge, had them sign over powers of attorney to everything, give her all their account numbers, and then when she was through with them she converted them into her own personal thug royal guards with no memory of what they had been. She then called their personal secretaries, girlfriends, or wives. She convinced all of them to come over to the club to catch their man in the act of cheating. As they showed up, she ambushed them and converted them into her loyal ladies who then went out to strip and whore for the crowd.
In a few hours, Lacy Silk had increased her net wealth by almost $100 million legit, and another $50 million in overseas accounts, hidden lockboxes, or personal safes she could now access. And it had cost Metropolis the services of one highly skilled doctor, an up and coming defense lawyer, a rising star in a major international bank, and a newly promoted manager of a major hedge fund, along with 2 wives, 1 girlfriend, and 1 secretary who were now knockout strippers and hookers in the service of their beloved Queen Lacy.
Just as Lacy was finishing with the last wife, who now called herself "Peaches" and couldn't spell it, one of her managers walked in.
"Your highness, you should see this. Someone has arrived in your club and you should attend to this personally."