“Come on Vera, don’t fight it so hard, Master only wants what’s best for us!” Tara whined as she pouted and leaned against her mentor’s shoulder.
“Ngh… ngh… no… no he doesn’t Tara… fight it with me…” Vera replied as she squeezed her fists tightly beside her.
Tara sigh and then flounced over to her Master and knelt in front of him, “Here… let me show you…”
She then undid his robe and took his cock between her lips and sucked it deep into her throat. She stroked up and down his length several times and then popped it out of her mouth, half turning to Vera and then sticking her tongue out and slapping it with his shaft.
“Aaaa… aaaa… aaaa… see Vera, Master’s cock is just the best and he wants us both to have it!”
“Fu… fu… fuck you Muh… Muh…” Vera spat out, trying desperately call the man that Tara was giving a blow job by his name but unable to.
“Muh… Muh… Master… oh god!” she finally gave in and a wave of pleasure crashed over her followed by a small orgasm. Her whole body relaxed, her fists unclenched, and her knees almost failed her, but she caught herself at the last moment and stood back up.
Vera heard the man chuckling and she managed to look at the wide grin on his face with disgust as he fists clenched once more.
“You won’t get away with this.” she managed to get out half heartedly.
He shook his head and then reached down and patted her protege’s head as she sucked away, Vera watched Tara’s whole body quiver with pleasure at his touch.
“Oh I think I will. Tara succumbed in under 48 hours, and while it’s true it’s already been three days with you, I don’t think you have much more left in you really.” he said confidently which sent a chill through her.
He was right, it was getting harder and harder to resist, how much longer would it really be before she was on her knees beside Tara eagerly sucking his cock?
Willingly obeying his command?
Eagerly serving his every whim and desire?
Before she knew what was happening her hands were unclasped, her fingers under her skirt, and she was masturbating to the very idea of being his loyal, obedient, slave.
Lady Midnight moved slowly, her sidekick Miss Moonlight following close behind, as she hugged the buildings wall in the shadows. She could hear the commotion at the back of the building, men loading a truck by the sounds of it, and she was ready for what surely would be a quick fight.
She looked back at Tara and held up her hand, then peaked around the corner quickly. Four men loading an old military style truck covered in canvas, another sitting in the drivers seat, and two men in the building itself.
She held up her hands with seven fingers in the air, then clenched her fists. She turned back and jumped from the shadows, Tara following her as she moved swiftly to the four men loading the truck. She knew Tara would take care of the driver, and then they’d clean up the men in the building together.
It was a quick fight, and the men were laid out on the ground in no time.
“Good work Moonlight.” Vera said and nodded to her sidekick.
“Thanks Midnight!” the enthusiastic young woman replied.
“Now let’s see what they were loading onto this truck that was so important.” Vera said and the two heroines walked over and pulled the canvas flaps to the side.
Instantly Vera’s eyes went wide, “Oh fuck!” she managed to get out, but it was too late, the large spiral device in the back of the truck had captured her in it’s grasp and she knew Tara would be no better.
With all her might she tried to turn her eyes away from it, but it was pointless, she began to feel tired, her eyes heavy. Just as they were about to close she saw a man walk between Tara and her, then turn and smile at them both.
She recognized him instantly, and she managed to get a few words out just as her eyes closed and she collapsed onto the ground.
“Mesmer… I should have known…”
Mesmer’s response and maniacal laughter echoed in her eyes as conciousness faded from her.
“Perhaps, but by the time I’m done with you, you’ll know something else entirely.”
