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Hunting Ivy down took a bit of effort. She’d left the city, no doubt trying to get as far away from me as possible. But Harley knew her old girlfriend very well, and was able to guess about where she would be hiding, while Selena could sneak around at night to pinpoint her location more precisely.

Sure enough, we found her in the farm country west of Gotham, and then it was just a matter of approaching her. Which was easier said than done–as soon as she felt me touch her mind, she started putting out pheromones designed to drive a man mad with lust.

But I was ready for that. I approached from upwind, hitting her mind with a burst of sensual pleasure and lust for me, then reaching in to reactivate her enslavement.

Then the wind shifted. I felt myself getting hard. I needed Ivy, now.

“Master…” she breathed. “Oh, I’m so sorry I ran..!”

She opened her arms, and I ran to her. I kissed her savagely, pouring all the lust I felt into her brain, and she responded in kind. I fucked her hard, fast, wild, and she screamed her submission to me the entire time.

That’s when the dart hit me in the back of the neck. I came, and then everything went fuzzy. I barely had time to hear my girls shouting something, and then I was out like a light.

(To be continued…)