The security let the intruder into the embassy, and as much as this angered the sovereign, it was intriguing. The Lord had studied the arcane arts and could sense the magic that was affecting the intruder and the world. The cameras followed the intruder right to doors of the embassy’s royal suite. The intruder grabbed the door handle.
A sharp and negative ping sounded.
The intruder grabbed the handle again.
A sharp and negative ping sounded.
The security system was made to resist the magical effects that were swirling around the intruder. Should the system resist one more time, then the embassy would go on lock down and everyone outside of the royal suite’s chamber would be executed without question of mercy.
The intruder wiped their hand on one of the curtains to get grime from the city off before trying again.
The door released a buzzing noise as the lock disengaged letting the intruder into the royal suite. The figure strutted into the suite spinning around a few times with their hands over their head to show off the sensual body in the second skin clubbing dress.
“Oh Master, as much as I love coming back to New York for the shopping,” the intruder kneeled in front of lord, “I always look forward to coming back to you. I don’t care if I get to be Queen Consort Janet, I want You to be King Victor of Latveria, lord and master of my heart and body.”
Victor reached down and cupped her chin with a finger. He could feel the magic affecting him. A tingle spread across his body.
“Dance for me,” Victor intoned.
Janet Van Dyne, stood up with an impish grin. She did a spin and shrunk as she flew to the center of the room. Reverting back to the original size she struck a pose with her arms above her head and started moving her body to a silent beat. She pulled down the zipper running down the front of her tight black mini-dress and kicked off her heels. With an impish grin the turned around revealing the tramp stamp with the Doom’s crest at the center of a set of wasp wings. She undid her strapless bra and looked back. She turned around showing off for her master. Each step forward she took caused the tingle to spread across his body. He did not resist as she pulled off the mask of his armor.
“Oh, you shaved smooth,” Janet smiled, “I like it when you leave just a hint of stumble on your chin.”
Doom looked at the mirror to the side of Janet and was surprised to see that his face was back to it had been before the incident that had made the Fantastic Four and scarred him.
*
Monica Rappaccini walked into bed room of the hotel suite, another city another deal with dipshits. She proceeded to take off the jacket of the silk suit and rolled her eyes. As soon as she noticed the presence in the room she pulled the small energy pistol hidden in her waist band.
“Hello my love,” Tony Stark smiled seductively, “How can I please you?”
Monica looked at Stark and her eyes almost bugged out. He was almost naked, aside from the arc reactor in his chest, he was wearing a red banana hammock, red and gold wrist and ankle cuffs and a bright yellow leather collar and leash.
“Monica my love,” Tony smiled with lust in his eyes, “I exist to please you.”
*
Big Dee was bouncing up and down on Oswald’s lap as his cock was ramming into her anus. Oswald was still slightly confused by Black Canary being a pink bimbo and his personal slut, but right now he didn’t care, he was fucking his singing sextoy. Dinah’s eyes rolled back and her head tilled up and she screamed into the pink rubber ball gag. That was the fifth time so far and so far Oswald was still going strong. It was like he was a porn star or something.
*
Selina was unsure why Cheetah wanted a meeting but she had said it was important. She led her timid kitten Princess on a leash as the former dare doll was too scared to wait in the black Jaguar sports car. While a scareddy cat, the kitten was already proving to be quite the lipstick lesbian love slave. On the drive over she had felt the urge to suckle on Selina’s tits as she drove.
“Hello?” Selina called as she walked into the center of the building.
“So what do you want?” Cheetah growled.
Selina watched as Doctor Barbara Minerva walk out into the light. She was clad in a shiny black set of leggings, boots and tiger print jacket. Selina noted the Gotham billionaire Kathrine Kane behind Cheetah on a leash. Kathrine was wearing a shiny cheetah print catsuit and a cat ear hair band.
“You tell me,” Selina said, “You called me.”
“I get a call from this slut telling me she is my pet,” Barbara said, “And then you called me asking for a meeting.”
“This is…” Selina started as she looked around.
“Yeah, a trap?” Barbara transformed into her were-cheetah form.
A whistle blew out causing Selina, Barbara and their human pets to freeze. A blonde in a red gym outfit ran over. She smiled and circled the women.
“Alright,” the blonde said, “Time for couples exercises. On your butts, legs at a right angle, face to face.” Catwoman and Cheetah did so together, while Kat and Princess did likewise.
“Lean in and kiss,” the blonde ordered, “And lean back, lean and kiss, and lean back.”
Cheetah and Catwoman’s kisses became more and more passionate.
“The couples that exercise together stays together,” the blonde giggled, “You two are envy of bad girls everywhere, the Lipstick Lesbian power couple of the underworld. Heartless towards all the normies but sexy and passionate towards each other and your lesbian kitten sex pets.”
Selina and Barbara felt hot passion towards each other and their kiss started to flick their tongues into each other’s mouths. Kat and Barbie did the same.
“And switch!” the Blonde called, “time to get know your partner’s kitten!”
Selina trades places with Princess and sat in front of Kat why Princess did the same with Barbara.
“Lean in and kiss,” The blonde ordered, “And lean back, Ok Selina and Babs, time to play with your titties so you have the most to share with your kitties!”
Catwoman and Cheetah started pulling and playing with their bosoms and could feel them grew in size and sensitivity.
“Now stop. On your hands and knees facing away from each other,” the Blonde said producing two x’s with dildos at the end, “Time to work on your mutual fucking!”
*
Helena was laying with the vice cop laying on top of her, Master had bound them together and to the bed. Master was staring into the slut’s eyes as he explained to her their mission to return women into their natural state as bisexual slaves owned by men and how every woman should want to be Doctor Edgar Cizko’s personal slave. It was a true honor to be his loyal minion and help release women from the brainwashing evil hateful feminist had done to them.
Edgar was pumping his dick in and out of the officer’s hot box tying her confused submission to her pleasure in his service, and a desire to serve him for more rewards.
*
Monica no longer cared, she was riding the bound Tony Stark for all he was worth, he was her personal cabana boy and he was going to keep her happy all night long!
*
Janet Van Doom as she thought of herself was bouncing up and down with her lord and master’s hot massive cock in her pussy, marking her as royal property. She was the Lord’s consort, she would have the best as a reward for pleasing and loving her Lord and Master. He was already letting her call him Victor.
“Say my name!” Victor intoned.
“Lord Victor Vannnnn DOOOOOMMMM!!!!” Janet howled in orgasimic bliss!
*
“Push back…” the blonde ordered, “and relax.”
The blonde was couching them on group dildo fucking. The key was to push on both sides at the same time. That kept the pressure going both ways. And with the four way it meant it was a team effort to make sure they all kept the same timing. No one had any problems with the dildos pushing into their Vs or their butts, their instructor had told them how to get maximum pleasure form anal penetration.
“Push back, all the way back… back, back, back…” the Blonde called as she looked over them, “And contact! Relax. Good job girls!”
The Cat-women could feel their asses touching one another’s and that made them blush and purr.
“Here are some complementary gift cards to Lisa’s latex lesbian makeover shop,” the blonde smiled, “After all what is sexier than lipstick lesbian criminal slave mistress’? Latex Lipstick Lesbian Criminal Slave mistress’s and their harem of latex lipstick lesbian kitty slaves! Oh and here is a special medallion to help you turn straight girls into lipsticks too!”
The four stayed on their hands and knees as the blonde put the coupons down and walked away.
“Alright Bitches!” Selina roared, “Five more minutes of fucking then let’s get latexed up! We head home and tomorrow we rob a bank, kidnap the pretty girls, and have a conversion orgy afterwards!”