Diana took off her shirt and bra then pulled on a LesbianBed Death t-shirt before exiting the semi-private bathroom. Mom had the master bathroom in her bed room,Cassandra, Donna and Tigra shared one at the other end of the hall, and Diana’sbathroom was also for the guest room across the hall from Diana’s room. Diana went into her room and pulled out hertablet. It had her homework, but rightnow Diana wasn’t interested in breaking into bank vaults or bank deposit boxes,she wanted to break into a pair of panties so Diana brought up the pictures ofBarbara. Barbara remained in her mind asDiana fished her hands into her panties. Diana knew about Dick and Barbara, and her fantasy reflected her skewedview of the world, breaking that smart-mouth’s neck and then taking Barbara allfor herself!
*
Donna and Tigra got ready for bed, but Donnastopped. As Tigra was pulling thetee-shirt off Donna caught sight of the three patches of singed hair on theback of her neck. It was…
“What’s up?” Tigra brought Donna out of her haze.
“You burned your hair,” Donna pointed, “Right about whereyour coat meets your mane.”
“I did?” Tigra stuck her hand on the back of her neck andstarted feeling, “I don’t… There? It isnothing, do not be concerned.”
Donna was awestruck. Once Tigra found the spots on her neck it was like she was used as atext to talk to play a pre-recorded dismissal.
“Yeah, it’s nothing,” Donna whispered.
*
Dick and Barbara were glad to be out of the sealed upplay suits, and were wearing just shorts and Barbara had on a tank top.
“Ok Kiddos!” Selina burst into the room, “Time for bed!”
Before either Dick of Barbara could do anything, Selinahad the heavy rubber straight jacket on them and then sealed them withpadlocks.
“If you two can figure out how to play in those,” Selinasmirked, “You have my blessing!”
Both teenagers stared at her with hate filled eyes astheir “mother” walked away. Feliciastarted to pop her head in to laugh at them only for the door to slam her inthe face. Both teenagers laughed.
“So…” Dick said, “She said if we could figure it out wewould have her blessing, right?”
“Sixty nine?” Barbara smiled.
“The under the crotch straps will make it tight,” Dickshrugged, “Let’s do it!”
*
Jean smiled as Kitty floated in the air. Kitty could in theory phase throw anything,so getting a dampening collar on her was a tricky task. That is why there was the dampening chamberin the basement. Jean laughed as hersister tried to back stroke away from the chamber. Laura was waiting inside with a collar.
“You know you could just sit back and enjoy being free,”Jean said, “But no. You had to go prying and fuck things up for yourself.”
“Be free? By living a lie?” Kitty snapped.
“It’s not a lie, it’s just the new reality,” Jean said, “Onethat works so much better than the old one.”
“Wait, you remember?” Kitty screamed.
“I knew I was miserable and always suffering,” Jean said,“Now I am free.”
“You are a slave,” Kitty tried to reach Jean.
“I am free from the restrictions, from the pressures ofbeing a hero,” Jean said, “I can indulge in being the Cunt and Bitch you callme in your head. I don’t have to worryabout what other people feel or think. In this new reality, I can do what I want. Laura doesn’t have to pretend to be a nicegirl, she can let her claws out whenever she wants, but you… being happy isjust too much for you isn’t it?”
Jean forced her sister into the dampening chamber andclosed it. The power came on automatically. Before Kitty could get her wits, Lauraconnected with a left hook and had the collar on her. She heard the hum of the damned thingpowering up before she could do anything. There was a clicking of heels that got everyone’s undivided attention.
“Kitty, you are going to learn to be an obedient andloving daughter even if it kills you,” Emma smiled.
Each of the girls stared at their mother, she lookedevery bit the evil queen she was. Longfur trimmed white leather cape, white leather corset, white leather thong,white leather stiletto heeled crotch boots, white leather choker, white leatheropera gloves, and a platinum tiara with a set of jewels and computer portsalong its sides.
“I think I need to correct that and make sure you havemore ‘mother worshiping’ and ‘pycho-bitch’ this time around,” Emma let out anevil laugh.