"Hello, most wonderful master!" Starfire giggled as she flew into the room. "Your Princess Cumdumpster has returned with her most slutty sister Jizzbucket!"
She let Blackfire go, and the woman slumped down to her hands and knees in front of Dr. Psycho. Blackfire looked up with bleary eyes, drool dribbling down her chin.
"Ah yes, the famed Princess Jizzbucket," Dr. Psycho grinned. "How do you feel?"
"Uhhhhh...."
"I'm sorry, I can't hear that."
"More.... Need cummmmm...." Blackfire whimpered as she gazed piteously up at Dr. Psycho.
"My word, Princess Cumdumpster. Your sister seems to be an even more pathetic mindless fuckdoll then you."
Starfire pouted as her master's words. Though she was happy that her sister met with Master's approval, she was determined to prove she was at least as pathetic a mindless fuckdoll as her sister was!
* * *
Cat Grant moaned as she squirmed on her chair, trying to focus on her work. She had always possessed a very high sex drive, and now it was out of control! Her panties were utterly soaked in her nectar, and she couldn't stop thinking about Mr. Olsen.
She couldn't believe she'd thought he was such a little nerd before, a wimp. No, he was a manly man. Such a man. He'd take whatever he wanted. He'd slap Cat's ass, slap her tits, yank her by her hair if he wanted to. He'd bend her over her desk, press her big fat tits against the wood, and then fuck her raw. He would! If he wanted to! She'd be totally powerless against such a man.
"GHHHH!" She bit her lip to avoid screaming out at the thought, of having her every hole fucked by Mr. Olsen, of being covered in his thick cum.
She couldn't wait. She'd invite him out for that coffee NOW!
* * *
Rick Jones grinned as he adjusted his tie. He was through taking orders by any superhero, especially the Avengers. That leprechaun or whatever the fuck she was had asked him wanted he wanted, and he said he wanted respect.
Well, now he had it. He was through being the Avengers' sidekick. He was now officially the Avengers' pimp.
Rick Jones strode into the courtroom to deal with that big green ho.
* * *
Jean Gray awoke to found herself naked in what looked like a medieval dungeon, her neck and wrists pinned in the stocks.
"Where am I?" she yelled. "What's going on?"
She tried to focus her mental powers, but for some reason they weren't working. She couldn't concentrate.
"What's the meaning of this?"