Fall of the Libido League

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"See, Terence? I told you that the best way to seduce a heroine is with another heroine," said the Seductress as she stepped into the monitor room.

"Or they might not have acted like gullible idiots and worked together to beat us. You were lucky," Terence Tartarus said as he placed several pieces of Compliance Jewelry on each sleeping heroine's body, making sure to secure them tightly.

"Luck is for simpletons like you, Terence. They reacted to the aphrodisiac spread through the ventilation system and the subliminal messaging disguised as static exactly the way I knew they would. They are utterly predictable. Just as you are predictable."

"Predictable? Really? What am I going to do next?" He stood up and glowered at the Seductress.

She grinned at him wickedly. "You should wait until your Compliance Tech has the time to fully condition our two captives before having your way with them. But you won't. You're too excited at finally capturing your hated rival. The moment we have them in the car, you'll order Platinum Panther to suck your cock. Even though it risks interfering with the Compliance Tech, you won't care. You'll be too horny to resist."

Tartarus adjusted the bulge in his pants. "You're right, Seductress. I should let the tech do its job, but I am really turned on by watching you work. Why don't you get on your knees and suck me off instead?"

Seductress gasped as the Compliance Necklace she wore thrummed with desire. "Now you're starting to see the value of our partnership, Terence." She sank to her knees and took out his cock.

For the sake of victory, she lied to herself as she slurped his stiff shaft into her mouth.

—To Be Continued...

7. Capture Complete

Flying faster than a speeding missile got you places on Earth, but across the vast reaches of space even Captain Alpha took time to reach her destination. The most powerful hero the world had ever seen had just been finishing a rescue effort on Europa when she received the coded message that the Libido League was in trouble. That was nearly a week ago, and she'd been soaring through empty space at unimaginable speeds since then. Sustaining such speed was draining, and the nourishing light of the yellow sun was so faint in the outer solar system that by the time she reached the overcast skies above Skarlette City, Captain Alpha was exhausted. She hoped that the League had managed to take care of the trouble themselves. She was determined to do her best to help her teammates, but she would likely need a day of sunbathingto have the strength to face down the League's most dangerous foes. Failing that, a serious infusion of erotic energy might replenish her Quimtonian reserves and enable her to stand and fight.

Landing on the balcony of Libido League Tower, the first thing that struck her was how many of her teammates were in the building. Her enhanced senses picked up a dozen people in the common area. Usually only a handful of heroes stayed at the Tower, with the rest patroling for crime, or leading full lives, elsewhere. Stepping inside, she was overcome by the smell of wine and rich food. The team was dressed casually, many of them lounging on couches or even the floor, arms draped around their fellows. Others danced together in pairs, belly chains swaying to the seductive music. In the far corner, Argent and Sable kissed each other tenderly, tongues teasing at the earrings and necklace of their partner. A sheen of erotic energy rippled through the air that only Alpha could sense.

Doctor Q spotted the new arrival and raised a champagne glass, her hand bearing a ring on each finger. "To Captain Alpha!"

The others took up the toast. "To Captain Alpha!"

Captain Alpha blushed at the attention. "Looks like I'm too late to save the day."

Platinum Panther slid out from under Foundation's half-embrace, taking a moment to free her hair from the fat leather bracelet he wore around his wrist. "But not too late to celebrate our victory! Join the party, Alpha. You look like you could use it."

"That bad, huh? I'm not in the mood for a party, but I will toast your victory. I guess this jewelry you're all wearing means that you managed to destroy all the Compliance Tech in the city?"

Lodestone held out a glass to Captain Alpha. "Something like that. It's a shame you were off in space for all of it, since you're too powerful to submit to a single piece of Compliance Jewelry. Or probably even two or three. I'm so glad you're back, Alpha. So very, very glad." As Captain Alpha took the glass, she could feel delicious erotic energy crackling off Lodestone's fingers, rings, and bracelets. I always knew that Lodestone had a little crush on me, but I never knew it was so strong.

With great willpower, Captain Alpha pulled her hand away. "It was a long flight. I should probably rest."

Sammie Sims wrapped her arms around the heroine from behind. "But you just got here! Celebrating with us will make you feel like the Vixen of Vigor in no time!" Sammie wasn't wearing a bra and Captain Alpha could feel the stiff points of her nipples on her back ... as well as the contour of little nipple rings. That's a new piercing, thought Alpha.

"I don't know if I should ..." The waves of erotic energy rippling from her aroused team mates made it nearly impossible for Alpha to catch her breath.

"Ms. Sims is correct," said U4ia, placing a tender hand on Captain Alpha's hip. "You will recover your strength much more quickly if you allow us to infuse you with erotic energy. It is only logical."

Contortioness took Alpha's hand and slid two fingers between her lips. Her eager mouth and impossibly dextrous tongue suckled Alpha's fingers, sending a thrill of passion up her spine. Captian Alpha let out a wordless moan.

"My thoughts exactly," said Mnemonica. Cradling Alpha's face in her hands, she stood on tiptoes and kissed her tenderly. The psychic's lips felt too soft, too welcoming, too hot. Pleasure rolled through Alpha's body, from her scalp to her toes. She could no longer resist its siren call. Drowning in a sea of erotic energy, Alpha gave in to her mounting desire.

Several hands pulled open Captain Alpha's costume and peeled it off. Two mouths found her stiff nipples -- Argent and Sable from the feel of it. When Lodestone's hand cupped her pussy, Alpha's knees went weak. She sagged into the many bodies holding and caressing her. Foundation cradled her in his strong arms before draping her across a divan.

Captain Alpha lay back, luxuriating in the passionate attentions of her teammates. It seemed that everyone was tending her, except Flechette. Alpha couldn't work up the focus to seek out the archer as wave after wave of erotic energy drowned her Quimtonian senses.

While Captain Alpha could draw strength from almost every type of erotic energy, each flavor was distinctive. The spicy sizzle of a quickie in the supply closet was different than the subtle richness of a lazy Sunday afternoon spent in bed. The erotic energy rolling off her teammates had a strong aftertaste of submission. Alpha wondered how her energetic teammates' lust had developed such a soothing, mellow character, but every kiss brought with it the temptation to just go along and accept without question.

Alpha did manage to whisper between kisses with Lodestone, "Why do you all feel so submis-- Oh! Oh!"

Her words broke into cries of passion as U4ia's tongue found Alpha's clit. The gynoid began to lap at Alpha's love-button with the precision of a scalpel and the speed of a vibrator. Alpha's eyes rolled back as the pleasure drove her over the edge. Her back arched hard as every ounce of her mind and soul rode out the red-hot climax.

Her teammates did not let up. Lips and tongues and fingers teased and tweaked her every body part. As Alpha recovered from the orgasm, she felt bracelets around her wrists and ankles. Some rings had been slipped onto her fingers and toes. They pulsed in time with the throbbing of her clit. "What are you--?"

Alpha's eyes locked on the beautiful sight in front of her. Foundation's long, thick cock bobbed right in front of her face. A silver cock ring glittered at its base. As someone slid a finger into her slit, Alpha took Foundation into her mouth. She sucked him tenderly as another orgasm built inside of her. Helpful hands pulled back her hair to keep it from interfering in the delightful blowjob. Someone -- maybe Platinum Panther? -- slid half a dozen delicate silver combs into Alpha's dark hair, pulsing with the rest of the jewelry. Alpha moaned loud and long around Foundation's cock.

Next to her, Doctor Q and Mnemonica were locked in a passionate sixty-nine as they both came at once. The spike of erotic energy pushed Alpha over the edge of her second orgasm. The pleasure burned so hot in that moment of tension that there was nothing but bliss. Her mind itself went white.

Cool, silver nipple clamps bit down on Alpha's tender nubbins and she arched her back to offer herself to the pleasure. Several belly chains wrapped around her waist, anchored to a single ring slid into her pierced navel. They were all so generous with their jewelry, their pleasure, and their erotic energy. Alpha opened herself willingly to everything they offered her. She loved them all.

Foundation grunted and pulled himself out of her mouth. Hot, sticky ropes of cum shot from his shaft, spattering on Alpha's neck and chest. She licked her lips clean, savoring the salty spunk of his offering. Gentle hands wiped the drops from her skin, and laid down a heavy golden necklace in their place. Alpha couldn't have stopped them even if she'd wanted to, as her hands were now weighed down with rings and occupied with finger-fucking two appreciative pussies. She didn't even know whose they were.

As the necklace clasp clicked behind her neck, Alpha shook with climax. Cumming again was like drowning in erotic energy and going down for the third time. Alpha let go. Dozens of pieces of jewelry pulsed throughout her every body, and she loved every moment of it.

There was a pussy in front of her face. Alpha leaned up and licked it. It didn't taste like one of her teammates. Glancing up, she saw it was Seductress. "Lick me, Slave Alpha," the villainess hissed. Alpha did, closing her eyes to savor the taste of every stroke of her tongue.

A cock head pushed against Alpha's pussy lips. The size wasn't right for Foundation. "Spread your legs for me, you super-slut," came the harsh voice of Terence Tartarus. Alpha opened her thighs wide, offering her sheath to his shaft. He slid inside and she moaned with the pleasure.

Captain Alpha had traveled millions of miles to get to this exact place: right next to her teammates, being fucked however Mistress Seductress and Master Tartarus desired.

—To Be Continued...

8. Last Hope

Flechette hurried down the service stairs of Libido League Tower, careful to avoid the surveillance cameras along the way. The archer had managed to bluff her way among her brainwashed teammates by wearing several gaudy pieces of deactivated Compliance Jewelry she had taken from Platinum Panther's lab. But now that Captain Alpha had fallen, Flechette was left with no choice. As skilled as she was, she was only one woman with no superpowers. There's no way she could face down the entire Libido League alone. She needed to shift the odds.

She was making her way back down to Platinum Panther's lab. With the most powerful heroes in the world brainwashed by the Seductress and Terence Tartarus, these were desperate times that called for desperate measures. There was a transmitter in the back of the lab that was her last hope.

At least, Captain Alpha had said that it could save the world when she brought it back from one of her adventures in outer space, months ago. Platinum Panther hadn't agreed. She'd thought the risk was too high. Flechette had overheard them arguing, and neither had said anything about the transmitter to any other members of the team. Flechette had forgotten all about it, until she watched Captain Alpha succumb to her brainwashed teammates and Tartarus's evil Compliance Jewelry. She was out of other options.

Padding silently down the hall, Flechette slipped into the lab. It was dark, but she didn't dare turn on the lights. She crept through the lab, the scent of roses and honey thick in the air. Perhaps Platinum Panther had left one of her experiments running?

Working her way through the maze of machine parts, computers, and tool chests, Flechette found herself wondering just what sort of sex toys a genius like Panther could have built in a place like this. Passing the workbench where she had found the Compliance Jewelry, a blueprint of some sort of vibrator caught her eye. Licking her lips, Flechette studied the plans and toyed with a vial of experimental lube.

The lights snapped on. Flechette dropped the lube and turned to face the door. There stood the team's precog, Delphi. Heavy earrings glittered from her lobes, and a thick necklace encircled her throat. She wasn't wearing anything else. "Whatever you're going to try will fail, Flechette. I can see the future. Sixty-nine minutes from now, you'll be on your knees right here, begging Master Tartarus to lick his balls."

"You've been wrong before," Flechette wanted to say more, but the heavy scent in the air made it hard to think. It was all she could do to keep from staring at Delphi's naked tits.

"I haven't ever been wrong, but sometimes I choose to change the future," Delphi said. She began caressing her own breasts as she stepped closer to Flechette. "But I won't change this future. I want you to feel as good as I do. I want you to submit to our Master and Mistress. Doesn't the thought of it turn you on?"

"I don't ... It makes me feel ..." Flechette squeezed her own breasts. Her fingers were as nimble as ever, even as the cloying scent made her tongue clumsy. Delphi was almost close enough to kiss. Flechette wondered if she tasted like roses and honey.

That scent! Her eyes went wide. It's making me aroused and submissive! No time to lose.

Turning, Flechette made a mad dash for the back of the lab. She spotted the strange, non-human transmitter on a shelf. Grabbing it, she pushed the big red button on its side.

Nothing happened. No sound. No lights. No vibration.

Nothing.

Her chest heaved, lungs burning as if she'd run a marathon. She looked stunned at the little device in her hand. Her last hope had come to nothing.

Delphi took Flechette's hand. Removing the transmitter, she slid a Compliance Bracelet over Flechette's wrist. The archer sighed as her mind went still.

With a gentle touch, Delphi guided Flechette to her knees. She nudged the archer's hand into place between her thighs, so she could play with herself. "There. That should keep you good and horny until help arrives. Master Tartarus and Mistress Seductress will be here soon to teach you your proper place. Isn't that what you want?"

Flechette rubbed herself, every wave of pleasure eroding any desire to do anything else. "Yes, Delphi. I will comply."

—To Be Continued...

9. Villains Victorious

Terence Tartarus watched the sun set over Skarlette City from the penthouse of Libido League Tower. He sipped a single-malt Scotch as Captain Alpha, the most powerful heroine the world had ever seen, bathed his balls with her tongue. Her slow and tender strokes pulsed in time with the dozens of pieces of Compliance Jewelry glittering on her every body part. He reveled in the gentleness he commanded of a woman whose fists could shatter mountains. He'd make her beg to swallow his shaft a bit later.

He handed his drink to Platinum Panther, standing naked and glassy-eyed at his side. "Panther, you uptight, little bitch. You always bragged that you were smarter than me. Prove it. What's two plus two?"

Her earrings flashed brightly and her eyes crossed. "I don't know, Master Tartarus. I can only count to three. That's the number of holes I have to offer for your pleasure." A line of drool trickled from the side of her mouth.

On the floor at his feet, Lodestone furiously licked Doctor Q's pussy while the sorceress was devouring Contortioness's sweet snatch. To finish the circle, Contortioness ate Lodestone's cunt feverishly. Tartarus had told the three of them that if they made one of the other girl's cum before they they came themselves, he would be very happy with them. Their Compliance Jewelry drove the rules home as each of them licked, nibbled, sucked, and fingered her teammates in a desperate desire to deny her own climax so they could please their Master. He'd lost track of how long they'd been focused on each other's twats, moaning constantly.

In the corner, U4ia, the artificial woman, watched the proceedings, standing absolutely still. Eventually, Tartarus would completely wipe the gynoid's personality and memories. For now, he had started her pleasure processors in a feedback loop and then disengaged her body control subsystems. The artificial woman was getting hornier and hornier at an exponetial rate, but was completely unable to move or pleasure herself in any way. The torment she must be feeling was delicious.

On a nearby couch, Foundation and Mnemonica were locked in a tight missionary position, gazing deeply into one another's eyes. Their Compliance Bracelets flashed in time with Foundation's every thrust into Mnemonica's tight cunt. Seductress had told Tartarus that the telepath and the strongman had both been attracted to one another. They hoped to build a relationship together. That was just the thorn he loved to twist in their self-righteous, superheroic hearts

"Mnemonica, how do you feel about Foundation making love to you?" Tartarus asked with a sneer.

The Compliance Tiara flashed and hummed, nestled in the telepath's strawberry blond hair. "This is the worst sex I've ever had, Master Tartarus. Your cock feels so much better than Foundation's. I wish I could be fucked by a real man like you, instead of him." A tear rolled down Mnemonica's cheek as she gazed into Foundation's eyes.

"Harsh, but true," said Tartarus. "What do you have to say for yourself, Foundation?"

A thick, silver ring flashed at the base of the superhero's cock. Between thrusts, he spoke, his voice full of gravel. "Mnemonica is the most ugly, skinny, trashy skank on the whole League. I used to get captured by the Seductress on purpose just so I wouldn't have to kiss the nasty-ass slut, or see her cry over something somebody thought about her. She's pitiful."

Tartarus laughed. "You hear that, Seductress? You've got a fan!"

Across the room, Seductress sprawled across a large divan. Her black gown lay pooled on the floor beside her, a thick gold Compliance Necklace pulsing around her throat. She teased her own nipples, making slow circles with a fingertip vibrator. "Who needs fans when I have love slaves like these? Argent! Sable! Whichever of you licks me to climax first will get to cum tonight."

The two heroines rolled onto their knees. Each one had her wrists lashed behind her with strings of flashing Compliance Pearls. Leather straps with brass buckles bound each thigh to its shin, hobbling both women. With limited movement, Sable tried to push Argent off-balance with her shoulder. The older heroine nearly toppled, but managed to hold firm. When Sable took advantage of the opening to knee-walk toward the Seductress, she stopped short, a loud moan escaping her lips. Compliance Rings glittered from her freshly-pierced nipples. Each ring sported a silver chain that linked it to one of Argent's nipple rings. The two former lovers leaned close, pressing their breasts together to soothe the delicious ache.