Deformation of Character

That meant he'd know her secret id long before he sued her, and that could only mean one thing.

"Yes, that's right, the lawsuit was all part of my plan to get you right here, right now. Well maybe not *right* now, I mean it could have been last week, or next week, or next month I suppose. But that's neither here nor there really. What's important right now is why we're here."

She rolled her eyes, she couldn't believe he was actually going to monologue. But that thought quickly left her when she tilted her head down to shake it and realized she was naked.

"Really!?! Naked?" she called out, some of her previous bravado coming back into her voice.

In response, he chuckled, "Well, yes. I guess I could have covered you up for this first part I guess. Blame it on my inexperience as a villain, after all this is my first time."

Natalie blinked several times at that.

"Yes, that's right. I really didn't have any secret agenda before or after you started to attack me. In fact right up until that interview I thought you'd just fade away like so many others that have tried to bring me down. But I could see it in your eyes that day, you weren't going to let it go no matter what.

And so, that day, I formed this plan in its entirety.

You know, the thing is, I gave you lots of opportunities to avoid this. A simple apology, pay the judgment, and so many other times. You turned away from your 'valiant' path each time you had an opportunity to do the right thing."

She flexed and tried to break free once more, struggling with everything she had to no avail.

"Don't worry, they're more than strong enough to hold you. A product of one of my research divisions, the material is going to revolutionize the auto industry in a few years."

"You couldn't have known I'd retire... what if..."

"What if you'd continued to fight crime? Well two things really, first, eventually you'd be caught and sent to jail for disobeying the court order. In that case I had plans in place to break you out and bring you here anyway. And the second, was simply that I had a ringer to make sure you went in the right direction."

"A ringer... who?"

"Jim."

"Impossible! I could have picked any lawyer!"

"No, no you couldn't. Jim told you himself that no other lawyer would take you. Which wasn't technically true, there were a half dozen like Jim that I had on my payroll to take your case and follow the script I'd given them. The rest of the legal establishment in the city would never have taken you on as a client."

"Bastard! When I get free..."

"Well in that case, I think we should get started then." he said calmly as she shouted profanities at him.

"Do you recognize this?" he asked as he walked over to a table and picked up a headset of some kind.

That brought her attention to him and she focused on it, "...No, no I don't think so."

It was a thin band of metal, maybe two inches across and not more than half an inch thick, it looked like it would sit on your head but not cover your eyes or ears.

"Well, they are only used in extreme cases so far, so I'm not surprised, but I'm sure you heard of them. One of my subsidiaries make them, they call them a 'Reformation Headset'."

She did recognize that name, it was a device used to reform the worst of the worst inmates, reforming their minds into productive members of society. It was still very experimental, but from what she had heard, was 100% successful.

"Of course, as I'm sure you know, the marketing people are assuring everyone that it can only affect the areas of the brain that are abnormal, re-aligning them to be normal again.

That's not quite true, I mean, the units we're sending out to the government are limited to that, but this unit... well I like to call this one the 'Deformation Headset'. It has no such limits as to what it can do."

Natalie struggled again as Jordan stepped closer to her, but again without success as he lowered the headset down on to her like a crown. A small jolt of electricity left from it to her scalp as it made contact and her struggles continued.

"Now then..." he said and grabbed the back of her chair and twisted it around until she was facing away from him towards the wall, where a large monitor was hung just a few feet away from her.

"...let's get you settled in." he continued and walked around in front of her again, reaching down between her legs and picking up two wires with clips at the end of them.

He opened the clips and attached one to each of her nipples, which instantly hardened under the pressure. Then he pulled a small remote control from his pocket and pressed a button.

She had expected the monitor to come to life, but instead she felt pressure on her outer lips as something pushed into her pussy. It was well lubricated and slid in easily, but she let out a screech none the less.

Another press of a button and her rear entrance was similarly penetrated.

Then, with a third button, before she could raise her voice in defiance, her mind emptied and she gasped as the device came to life.

* * *

Natalie's body went limp as the Deformation Headset turned off and she took in a deep breath several times trying to catch it.

How long had it been on for? Was her mind her own or had Jordan subverted it already?

Before she could formulate an answer to either question a straw we held up to her lips and she sucked on it eagerly without thinking about what it might be. She was parched and beyond the headset, Jordan had no reason to harm her.

After the drink, which was obviously some kind of sports re-hydration mix, some kind of protein bar was offered and she wolfed it down as well.

When she finished, she finally managed to make eye contact with Jordan, "You... you failed, I'm still me." she said with little confidence.

"Oh, don't worry, that was just the first session. And a short one at that, just eight hours."

Natalie blink several times in surprise, it had felt like so much longer. She closed her eyes and tried to recall the time that had passed. It was a mixed bag, she could clearly recall some parts, the dildos penetrating her, the stimulation of her nipples, but there seemed to be long sections of time where her mind was just vacant, with nothing happening. There were a few times she could remember when the monitor had come to life, but she couldn't recall what had been on it.

"Well you came through that pretty well, let's try 12 hours next." Jordan said as he pressed a button on the remote just as she cried out for him to stop.

* * *

Natalie sucked on the straw, desperate to get the liquid into her body. When the first cup was gone, a second was provided and then the protein bars. Jordan seemed quite pleased with himself and she knew why. She wasn't angry at him, and that was a problem.

She should be angry at him, furious. He'd ruined her life, and was actively trying to destroy what little she had left. That should be more than enough to generate anger towards him, but it wasn't.

Which meant the headset was working.

It was literally deforming her thoughts so that anger was... apathy? She wasn't quite sure what she felt towards him at the moment, but it wasn't anger.

The other thing was that she could remember more of what had happened during the session. There were less vacant times and more times she could remember... pleasure?

Again, that wasn't quite right. Before the memory of the dildos brought shame and humiliation each time they penetrated her, with a bit of pain for the one on her backside, but that was no longer the case. Just like her anger towards Jordan, those feelings had been deformed into something else. She just wasn't sure what just yet.

* * *

Nat looked up at Jordan as she sucked in the drink and curled her lips into a smile. She'd lost count at the number of sessions she'd had with the headset, but she knew things were different.

The most obvious was her name, she never thought of herself as Nat, she hated it when people shortened her name. But now it was the first thing that came to mind when she thought of her name. She knew her full name was Natalie, but that was just something that was written down on a piece of paper somewhere. She was Nat, there was no doubt about that.

There were other things as well, there was no hate or anger when she looked at Jordan anymore. Those feelings had long since vanished, replaced with... tranquility? Contentment?

It was hard to describe. Each time she saw him it was more and more like she was always supposed to see him. Like he was supposed to be a major part of her life.

And then there was the pleasure... oh god the pleasure. It filled most of her memories of the sessions with the headset now and she could even remember what was being displayed on the monitor too... porn.

Every time the monitor came to life, the dildos followed along, mimicking the action that was being displayed along with the clamps on her nipples. She'd cum so many times, and far harder than she ever had before.

She could even remember hearing her own voice repeating what the porn star on screen had been saying after she'd been shown the scene a dozen times or so. That had made her orgasm even better.

"Umh, Jordan, won't you take these restraints off? I promise I won't leave." she asked as she finished the last bite of the protein bar.

He smiled down at her and a shiver ran through her, "Oh, I know, but they're important for later. Trust me."

She nodded and smiled in reply, she did trust him, and she knew that was a change as well.

* * *

Val wiggled her ass in the chair, her wrists and ankles restrained and causing her pussy to pulse with excitement. God she loved being restrained, especially when Jordan was doing it.

She didn't even try to keep track of how many sessions she'd had with the headset, mostly because she was always eager to get to the next one.

She knew it had changed her quite a lot, there was some part in the back of her mind that knew she'd had another name at some time, but she couldn't imagine what it might have been.

Just as she knew that she hadn't always gotten sexually excited by being restrained. Or enjoyed sex nearly as much as she did now. There was just something about being tied up and fucked that made her want to beg for it that she couldn't explain.

Of course she didn't really want to explain it either, it was like the headset itself. She loved to have it on her head, to be under its power, to know that Jordan was deforming her thoughts into those that suited him better.

And that was all she needed to know, because Jordan was the most important thing in her world, of which she had no doubt at all.

* * *

Valarie moaned and rocked her hips against the dildo in her pussy, "Mmmm... yeah, fuck my pretty little pussy! Fuck me like the slut I am baby!"

The headset wasn't on, which disappointed Valarie, but Jordan had asked if she wanted to use the dildo between sessions and she'd of course said yes.

She was a slut, plain and simple, so of course she took every opportunity to have something stuffed in her needy little pussy.

Well, that wasn't quite true. Sure she was a slut, but plain and simple wasn't how she'd describe herself. Instead words like; bondage, humiliation, exhibitionism, and slavery came to mind.

Plain and simple? No far from it.

And the best part was she knew Jordan was making her even more so. She looked up at him and saw him watching her push herself on to the dildo with abandon.

"Oh god Jordan, why won't you fuck me? Use me please! I want your cock deep in my pussy, or my throat, or my ass, use whatever hole you want! Please Jordan, please!" She cried out just in time for him to press the button on the remote for the headset one more time.

* * *

Valarie fidgeted on her couch, checking the time on her phone over and over again... he was late and he was never late.

She stood up, the tight little red dress she was wearing pushing her tits together to give her ample cleavage to show off with her blonde hair just reaching the tops of them, as she paced back and forth.

She checked her phone again and unlocked it, her fingers hovering over the keyboard to send a message, but not actually making contact. Then she heard the knock at the door of her condo and she moved as quickly as she could in her high heels.

Opening the door Jordan stood before her and her knees almost gave out, "Hey baby!" she squealed as she threw her arms around his neck and kissed him, probing his mouth with her tongue.

His hands reached around and grabbed her ass, squeezing it hard.

"Come on, we've got places to go." he said after breaking the kiss and embrace.

He took her hand and she followed along just a half step behind him. It was a big night for her, it was going to be the first time Jordan took her out in public, cementing her place as his main piece of ass and she was so excited to be shown off hanging on his arm.

She knew tomorrow they would be all over the tabloids, after all it wasn't every day the most eligible bachelor in the city showed off a new piece of arm candy. But she was sure she was going to make the most of it and make him proud.

In the limo on the ride to the event they made out, he played with her tits and ass just the way she liked him to until it was time for her to fix her makeup before they arrived.

She hung off his arm the entire night, except of course when she gave him a blowjob under the table. She was pretty sure a few people had noticed her moans coming from under it, and certainly the squeal she gave when he came in her mouth and she orgasmed.

The night ended late and instead of going back to her condo, she went home with him, her pussy buzzing from all the attention she had received and eager for him to use her again. She wasn't disappointed when he'd told her to go into the spare room and put on what she found there. She was sure he could hear the squeal of her voice from the excitement of discovering the costume.

It was black and skin-tight, a large VG on the front of it in a dark gray, making it hard to distinguish, but impossible to mistake for anything but what it was. Valiant Guardian's uniform.

Valarie hadn't been in the city when VG had been around, but she had seen the old news reports about how she had harassed and defamed Jordan until she'd disappeared a while ago.

Quickly putting on the costume, she found a pair of matching high heels as well as a mask to complete it. There were a few differences to VG's costume of course, first there were the obvious holes for her pussy and ass. Also, the arms didn't open at the end, instead forming mittens which, after some experimentation, were meant to be clasped together behind her back.

After getting everything put on, she wiggled her ass into the bedroom where Jordan was waiting, smiling with each step she took.

He stood up from the bed and walked around behind her, clipping the gloves together and securing them in place, forcing her arms into an almost prayer-like position behind her.

He stepped around in front of her again and the smile vanished from his lips, "I've got you now Valiant Guardian." he said with all seriousness.

"Ha! Not likely, I'll get out of this!" Valarie replied as he grabbed hold of her shoulders and twisted her around.

"I don't think so!" he said and slapped her ass, then slapped it again and again.

"Oh no! Not my weak spot! Blast it! I'm helpless!"

Twirling her around again he guided her to the bed and pushed her backwards on to it, then grabbing her ankles, pulled her legs all the way to up to beside her head.

"Please no Mr. Kepler! I promise to never smear your good name again!"

"Too late VG! My revenge will be complete soon enough!" he said as he mounted her, pushing his pulsing head up against her asshole.

"Oh god, not my ass! Please, anything but that! If you fuck my ass I'll belong to you forever!"

"That's right VG, you will be my personal anal slut for as long as I want you to be."

"Oh my GOOOOODDDDDDDD!!!!!!!!" Valarie cried out as the pleasure rushed from her ass to her brain as he entered her.

"Oh please Mr. Kepler, stop! Please stop! If I cum from your cock in my ass I'll be lost forever!"

"You already are VG, you were lost the day you decided your fame was more important than my reputation, now take my cock deep into your ass!" he said as he shoved all the way to the base of his cock.

Valarie cried out in pleasure, "OH GOD YES! FUCK MY ASS! FUCK VALIANT GUARDIAN'S ASS!" she cried out as he pounded in and out of her ass until she felt his hot seed enter her bowels and her own orgasm crashed over her.

When she recovered, Jordan was in the bathroom cleaning up, which gave Valarie lots of time to feel his cum slowly dribbling out of her ass as she lay there, her arms still firmly strapped behind her.

She smiled and wondered how she had gotten so lucky to be with Jordan, she wasn't sure, but she did know she could hardly wait for him to put the Deformation Headset back on her and make whatever changes he wanted so he'd use her even more often.

End