Contortioness had rolled her eyes when the other members of the Libido League had told the young heroine to be on the lookout for a new villainess called “The Mesmerizer.” Oh, please! Who could possibly be so aroused by some dyke with a strap-on that they become her sex slave? I’m not even a little attracted to girls.
That was before Contortioness had seen the pulsating colors of the Mesmerizer’s super-powered strap-on. Before she had felt the temptation to touch its warm, springy shape. Before she had stripped off her costume to feel its pulsing rays of hypnotic light upon every inch of her flesh.
Now that the Mesmerizer pounded her commanding cock into the heroine’s needy cunt, Contortioness rolled her eyes at just one thing:
Orgasmic submission to her new Mistress.
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