Sandra breathed heavily as she cooled down from her workout, the sweat glistening off her body in the bright morning light.
She looked down at her abs, her fingers running across them before slipping under her thong and finding her pussy and sliding inside.
She bit her lower lips a bit and moaned, “Oh god Doc… fuck your horny little slut…” she cried out softly with a gasp.
Her eyes flickered and her fingers quickly pulled out as she whimpered a little and then held her head in her hands.
How had it come to this?
She was Lady Valiant! Protector of the city! Heroine of Justice!
Unfortunately those titles were slipping away from her, bit by bit each day. Instead of imagining being out on the street fighting crime, more often than not, she imagined herself on her knees sucking his cock. Instead of imagining herself in her uniform patrolling the city, she imagined herself bent over, face down, and getting plowed from behind. Instead of imagining herself standing in court, testifying against those she’d brought to justice, she imagined herself prancing around in a skimpy little outfit on his arm.
It was getting worse too. Just as a moment ago she often found herself absented mindedly masturbating when her mind wandered even slightly from the straight and narrow. The vocalization during these session had only started a few days ago was just the latest change.
Of course she’d been trying to fight it, to keep herself focused on her true purpose, but it was getting harder and harder to do so.
It was quickly getting to the point she’d have to do something about it… but the problem was the only thing she could think of was to go back and confront Doc Demented before it was too late.
Surely he’d be able to reverse whatever he’d done to her in their last encounter… wouldn’t he? All she had to do was go to him and defeat him and everything would be fine.
Her whole body shivered and goosebumps formed over it at the thought of standing before him, part of her mind imagined delivering a good right hook to his jaw, the other part imagined dropping to her knees and sucking his cock for all she was worth.
Her lip quivered and her confidence faded… maybe she’d do it tomorrow, yes, tomorrow would be a better day to do it.
She headed to the bathroom and turned on the shower, stripping her workout clothes off as the water warmed, until she stepped in and let it wash over her.
A few minutes later, as she lathered her body with soap, she was masturbating once more, her voice barely audible above the rush of the water, “…dirty little sluts need to be fucked… sluts like me just want to obey… use me Doc, use me…”
