The night air was cool against Amelia's exposed skin as she floated over Freedom City, high enough that she'd be all but invisible to anyone on the ground and low enough that she still needed to dodge one of the taller skyscrapers that made up downtown. For the first time in what felt like forever, she was finally out on patrol as Azure Star again, but she was having trouble focusing as Evelyn had finished their new uniforms and Amelia's body was flushed with heat that had her drifting off-course.

Her mind wasn't doing much better, the heroine had been tasked with days of 'training' by Evelyn that had drawn orgasm after orgasm from her, Lihua's helpful words echoing in her brain to help her and her powers be under complete control of the new uniform and Evelyn. She was told it was necessary, especially with the cradle of flame inside of her brimming with seemingly bottomless potential, and as Evelyn's new plan for the Femme Force came into being, so too did the skin-tight new uniform sending delightful shivers all over her body.

The leotard and corseted waist remained, as did the thick blue collar with the star emblem she used at the hollow of her throat. Her breasts were finally covered but the tight long sleeved bolero top in azure blue was made up of two parts and neither of them were up to task for handling their enhanced size. If it weren't for the fact that they defied gravity with their perkiness, the two soccer ball sized teardrops of flesh threatened to fall out with every step of her new, thigh high stiletto boots.

It was far sexier than their original bodysuits, too sexy for Amelia's taste originally but it didn't take much to convince her how much better she looked on display like this. Standing next to her other teammates in their own color-coded versions though, the women looked more like underwear models than superheroines.

She hadn’t been the one to voice that opinion, but rather some of the publications had after Evelyn had done her big reveal just yesterday. The people of Freedom City were certainly a little shocked by the new look of their local heroine team, but the other news Evelyn decided to drop was what dominated the headlines. She had come out as Vanguard, coming up with excuses for her own enhanced body but rather than being dressed in uniform like the rest of the girls standing obediently at attention she was in an attractively cut business suit.

Evelyn was semi-retiring as a super heroine, planning on using her wealth and connections as CEO to expand the Femme Force from just a small team to a full-on organization, open for any of the vigilante superheroines in the city to join and gain the support of her wealth and an entire squad of teammates.

That this announcement was coming off the heels of one of the more popular vigilantes Mighty Miss having been found captured and brainwashed by the villainous Dollmaker, the young college-aged woman flown out to a hospital specializing in recovery from such an ordeal was certainly more important than some sexier uniforms. If that hadn't been enough, the usual domino mask or other coverings the girls had used to hide their civilian identities had been tossed aside in favor of a slim transparent visor, and just as Evelyn had hoped the face-reveal of the entire team was flooding even the trashiest of television.

And of the few people that did want to cover how much curvier and slutty some of the Femme Force now looked, several of them were doing so out of approval from behind a computer screen with one hand.

The heroine jerked herself to a stop just in time to avoid running face first into the side of a glass skyscraper that she had almost flown into, a heat of embarrassment joining the ever present need at her core. Amelia stopped to look at herself floating in the sky, trying to come to terms with the woman that she saw. The suit was so revealing and skintight that with the heavy make-up she had been told was part of her uniform applied, the busty and horny woman in the dark glass of the empty building staring back looked more like a porn star than a superhero to her. Amelia's brow furrowed, the flame inside of her flickering slightly as her head cocked and the previously stillness of her mind triggered by the way she looked. Something was off, and although she didn't mind looking good, the combination of the sexier new uniform and the changes to her own look made her feel...

|Amelia, stop dawdling. You're close enough to the location. You look fantastic, stop admiring your reflection and move on.|

Behind her left ear, a slim metal triangle vibrated slightly as Lihua's voice skated through the comms device and across her mind, letting Amelia sigh and sink back into bliss, worry no longer gracing her face as she tapped the device to clear the visor off her face and give her a clearer view to admire herself. She was definitely sexier and it was so much easier not to think and just let her body obey, floating around the skyscraper she had almost flown into to find the one she had been told to go to.

While most of the buildings contained places of business that had long since closed their doors for the night and the weekend, the top of Echelon Tower stood out in more ways than one. The modern skyscraper was taller than the Femme Force headquarters, piercing the night sky with sleek black glass and golden bracings that made the building look as expensive on the outside as it was on the inside. In the years since it had finished construction it had been almost entirely empty, Amelia remembering having read some of the rent numbers for floor space in an article discussing the obscenely expensive building to eyebrow-raising sticker shock.

Part of it was no expense had been spared on the interior, the other being the exorbitant design feature that had earned the building the nickname 'The Devil's Watch' by most of the locals that she was currently flying towards.

A pyramid-shaped hole missing its peak had been cut into the top of the building to feature an art-piece the designers had wanted to call "The Heart" but instead the large glossy black orb suspended in the center was more of an ominous pupil, gazing over the open aired plaza and balconied penthouses that made up the floors scaling the sides surrounding it. Ominous enough that no one wanted to spend the eight-figure rent prices on the apartments that were left lit with nothing but red emergency lighting that made even the most stalwart member of the city shiver under its gaze.

The red light had been replaced with dark blues and neon purples and the thudding sound of music though as someone had decided to make use of the empty space finally. Women in scantily clad outfits that made even Amelia's uniform look modest and men dressed to bring attention to the expensive chains and watches rather than their modern clothes made up the bulk of the masses gathered at the base of the pyramid.

The plaza had been converted into multiple bars and a dance floor to transform the top of the building into an exclusive open-air nightclub. Private penthouses still lined the walls but several of them were no doubt VIP rooms overlooking the crowd while keeping its occupants out of sight and others were filled with employees keeping silent watch over everything.

The club wasn't her goal though as Amelia flitted up towards the top penthouse as she looked back and forth for an entrance…

|Look for the large open skylight Amelia. We're waiting…| Even Lihua's voice sounded ominous as the heroine found the skylight, dark moody lighting gracing the glass as she moved towards the opened side. Large enough she didn’t even have to duck, she slowly floated inside. The sound of the club below was muted almost instantly, leaving her to blink and shudder as it was replaced by another series of sounds she could almost place as she tried to get the bright lights of the nightclub out of her eyes.

"There she is. It doesn't take that long to fly here from the tower Amelia."

Evelyn's voice was clear as Amelia straightened, eyes moving to the center of the large room she had just flown in and despite the best efforts of all of her training to keep herself controlled and still, the blonde's eyes still widened as she took in the living room and the source of the sounds now filling her ears.

The room was dominated by a large glass pyramid at its center surrounded by a sunken floor, the missing peak of the tower’s exterior design and its black glass reflected the dancing lights of the chandelier above, another pyramid made of slim glass and light pointing down at its dark twin. On all four sides of the recessed art piece were black leather couches, with the large living space filled with sleek modern sculptures and furniture that probably cost more than everything Amelia owned and then some.

On a nearby couch, Lena and Sofia laid draped on the gaudy and expensive piece, naked and Sofia clearly well and truly fucked, the Latina's pussy leaking fluid and widened by a large insertion as the brunette European lazily stroked her hair, completely oblivious to Amelia's arrival.

The source of Sofia's state was easy to find as well. At the center of the room, the large enhanced rear of Yanzhi bounced up and down on a man's cock that should have been too large to fit anywhere, much less in the small Chinese woman. The normally prim and angsty heroine with her nose turned up at most of the team was nowhere to be found, her face an expression of pure lust as she groaned in ecstasy, eyes blank and drool beginning to form at the edges of her open mouth as her body was impaled by the man repeatedly, sending pleasant jiggles across her bare cheeks.

Evelyn was next to the two, no longer bothering to hide her own enhanced curves, her slim waist cinched tight by a red corset gartered to a pair of stockings, highlighting how wide her hips and full her rear had become. Her tits required some support, but the shelf bra was only barely suited to the task as she looked with amusement and hunger as Amelia arrived, glittering with gold and ruby-encrusted jewelry and a slim, modern looking golden tiara on her temple.

And the man… his skin was almost as dark as the glass of the pyramid and although Yanzhi was a small woman by most metrics his size dominated her, easily over six feet tall with his slick chest broad with muscle. He looked familiar and at the same time not, his face classically handsome and head shorn tight and professionally, his muscles looking less like the work of an athlete and more of someone with the free time to maintain a peak masculine form. His skin was bare of any tattoos or markings that she could see as well, and while he was naked the expensive rings, chain and watch on his wrist all told her he was a man of wealth if not taste.

Then he looked at her, and on an unfamiliarly attractive face she saw an expression of smug, conquering superiority, smiling broadly as he watched her gaze take him with at least some aroused appreciation. She'd seen that look multiple times before on their debriefs, and between that and the cock between his legs and her least favorite teammates dazed expression, Amelia instantly knew who she was looking at even though he was missing his trademark gold tooth: longtime nemesis of the Femme Force Five Big Pimpin’ and escaped mind controlling supervillain. Blue flames erupted from her fingertips and back, lighting up the room in an azure hue as the blonde heroine reacted on instinct, hackles rising to match her flame as the heat of her power came fast and eager to finally be used…

And then the supervillain raised one of his large, ring laden hands and put his middle finger and thumb together and snapped.

The sound echoed through Amelia as her flames dropped instantly, body moving to stand at attention as if her mind had been cut off from the controls. She shivered as pleasure poured across her skin to quash that outburst of flame, following the path of her uniform morphing before the amused duo on the couch. The covering of both the leotard and her top slipped away until her breasts and pussy were revealed and on display, Amelia left standing with her arms behind her back and thrusting out her chest.

"Now Amelia, there's no need to be rude. Be a good girl and obey."

Evelyn's command slithered into the well worn opening she had made in Amelia's mind, bliss pulling her confused and shocked mind down even as she fought against it. The uniform cinched her slim waist tighter, the collar on her neck forcing her head straight as bolts of pleasure rewarded her unconscious following of the order. Amelia shivered as she tried to mentally shake herself out of it and found herself failing against the hours of training Evelyn had forced her to undergo.

The older woman got up, stepping to the side and out of the sunken area to slowly walk towards Amelia, no longer bothering to hide her desires as she looked the blonde up and down. The smile that Evelyn gave her wasn’t one tinged with any false joy or enthusiasm but rather one of control and lust, finally being able to fully revel in the dominance she had over her former charge. A flash of light at her crotch revealed to Amelia another sign that the man on the couch was Big P, well-known for marking his women with glittering piercings and the ruby clit ring gracing Evelyn’s body winked slyly at her as she moved.

"She looks good Evie, I gotta say I'm damn impressed." Big P's voice was deep, rumbling across the room and Amelia's skin in a way that wasn't entirely unpleasant.

"Mmmhmm.…" Evelyn walked slowly around the frozen heroine, one hand gently tugging an aroused nipple before dropping. "I'm glad you like her baby, she was a pain in the ass to get like this. I wanted your first birthday with me to be special though."

The large man just laughed, adjusting himself to a standing position without ever letting his cock drop out of Yanzhi who was all but lifeless in his arms as he set her down on her back so he could plunge into her from above.

"Never had a bitch who would get me one girl, much less four brainwashed super-sluts. A man could get used to this kind of treatment."

"Oh, a bitch?" Evelyn almost sounded offended but it was as clearly fake to Amelia as the way she had been acting up until this point, even as she mock held a hand to her exposed chest.

"The baddest bitch." Big P didn't even bother to pay attention to the woman whose brain he was currently frying with his cock, giving Evelyn a broad smile and a wink. "It's what I love about you Evie."

Her former leader laughed, clearly amused and returning his smile with a genuine of her own that horrified the frozen heroine. She knew the Big Pimpin' could control people but this was…

"Ev… You can't- He's…" Amelia tried to force the words out of her mouth, anything she could do against the tides of pleasure and control that were trying to force her down into obedient compliance. She had to break through whatever hold he had over the woman who had taught her everything she needed to know to be a superhero.

"Hmm?" Evelyn looked at her strained expression, grey eyes rolling melodramatically. "Oh yes, he's Darius Black, owner of the Obsidian Lounge down below. And my new lover. Poor Kenneth could never compare and to be honest, he’s far better suited playing with his cock on his own while watching what a real man can do…"

"No-" The blonde heroine bit her lip hard enough to draw blood, but the pain helped her push past the need to just obediently accept her words. Evelyn had to know the truth… or was she already so far gone? "He's Big P. Ev you gotta fight him, you're stronger than this."

The older brunette stilled, head tilting to the side as she took in the young woman she had saved off the street and the man currently fucking their teammate into catatonic oblivion. Amelia could feel hope start to build as she tried to move even an inch, to build up any amount of flame to help the woman who may have retired but the heroine Vanguard had to be inside her fighting back somewhere.

And then Evelyn laughed.

"Of course I am darling. And he was Big P. I didn't spend all that money to change his looks or on this penthouse for him to go back to being some petty gangster. No, the first thing I did after shaking off what that bitch Arcadia's silly little game show did to me was immunize myself against his mind control."

The smirk on Evelyn's face was pure amused evil as she leaned in close to the shocked blond so she could whisper into her ear.

"-and then I fucked him for three days straight."

Her former mentor giggled as that shred of hope sank in Amelia's chest and almost dragged her down underneath with it. Amelia couldn't believe what she had just heard, Evelyn was always a stalwart, sensible, justice driven woman and she had just… changed? The look of confusion was clear as the busty older brunette put a hand around Amelia's waist to begin guiding her towards the sunken pyramid.

"Don't give me that look. You know as well as I do that this city is a festering well of corruption, every villain beaten provides two more to fill in the gap. And what was the city willing to provide to the only professional hero team putting themselves on the line day and night? Nothing. I've been funding it from the start and they actually wanted to stop us from expanding. Meanwhile Darius didn't even escape prison, he just paid his way out."

"Still.…" Amelia could hear the venom in Evelyn's voice as she talked about the city. She hadn't been aware that there was more to being a hero than just saving the day and she still thought that was the only thing that mattered as her body moved forward against her will.

"Still nothing. That hellhole you came out of? Funded by the very people we tried to save! Meanwhile they couldn't even be bothered to give us a building to work out of. Arcadia certainly flipped a switch inside me during that game of hers but Darius? He opened my eyes to what this city was really like-" Again, an evil smile graced Evelyn's face as she looked lovingly at the large black man groaning, his muscles tight as he came inside the shuddering Yanzhi whose brain and body were both giving out underneath the onslaught of his super-powered seed. "- and how much pleasure I could get out of taking control. If being bad feels this good and I’ve got a man like that out of the deal well… Who could possibly resist?"

Amelia felt fear for the first time, slivering into her, unaware of her mentor's thoughts until now but she could see clearly: Evelyn wasn't being controlled by Big P… Darius, at all. She wanted this, had gone back to her team and helped turn them into the brainwashed puddle that Yanzhi was now, picked up and discarded by the villain onto another couch as he sat down naked. The thick rod of his cock unwavering solid even after his orgasm and its size achingly familiar to Amelia's body as arousal and need flared up against her will.

"You'll eventually see Amelia… Lena's already long gone and it's only a matter of time before Darius and I convince you three that this is a far better way. Your body already knows-" Evelyn's hand graced one of her enhanced breasts again, nipple taut with lust as she yanked on it and made Amelia moan. "-how much better it is to submit. Darius is going to become the Kingpin of this city thanks to you and the girls… with me at his side as his Queen. If I’m going to save the city it won’t be by serving them but rather by ruling... and when I’m finished taking control they’ll love me for it. They won’t have a choice."

The brunette giggled to herself as she helped Amelia onto the couch, straddling the large cock and a grinning Darius as he put one large hand on her waist and the other exploring one of her exposed breasts, the sensation of rough male fingers replacing the delicate feminine ones of Evelyn. Knowing she was alone, Amelia still tried to keep her mind above water, find anything to let her reconnect with the flame inside her as she grasped at the mental bond between her and Lihua. Her friend was nowhere to be found though, and the emptiness she felt on the other side made Amelia grow still, a different emotion fluttering to her core to stoke that cradle of fire higher.

Evelyn sighed, nodding to Darius even as she put one hand up to her temple to touch the golden tiara on her head.

|Stop resisting Amelia. You want this. To submit to enslavement. It’ll will feel so much better for you once you learn to let go…|

That bare amount of control was snipped by Lihua's voice echoing inside of her mind from the vibrating comms device at her temple... only Amelia's ears also heard those words from Evelyn's mouth. Realization began to slide in that her friend almost never called her by her full name, and what that potential stillness on the other side of the mental tether between them could mean as she stared at the villainess her mentor had become.

It only lasted for a moment. Darius Black wasn't going to wait with a hot and horny blonde slave slut on his lap and his cock as it slid inside of her was already well coated with his mind-controlling seed. It burned away at her thoughts to replace them with bliss, emptying her mind to reshape it with a convenient hole that could only ever be filled by his rapturous rod. A moment was all Amelia needed though to convey through expression alone what she thought of Evelyn in that instant.

And instead of smug amusement at her former charges fall into servitude, the last thing Amelia saw before she was dragged beneath the waves and into oblivion and obedience was a sliver of true fear in Evelyn's grey eyes as they reflected the blue flames dancing in Amelia's own before they were drowned by the crashing waves of control dragging her under…

* * * * *

a few months later…

Amelia stared at herself in the floor-length mirror as the soft sound of a far door clicked shut, her stylist having finished her job and leaving the blonde to make sure the heavy make-up was perfect before pulling out her cell phone to take some photos. She twisted and turned, body automatically modeling itself to show off as she ran one hand lightly through the long high ponytail… and after the sound of the shutter flickered a dozen or so times, pictures automatically uploaded to the cloud for a team she'd never met to distribute across the internet, she frowned.

Not that the woman who had made sure she was done up to perfection had made a misstep. Evelyn only hired people loyal to her but that didn't mean they weren't also competent and if their services were necessary she wasn't against ensuring their loyalty one way or the other. There was just something about her reflection that was causing a niggle of a thought to stir up where normally there wasn't one.

Her tits were still her most prominent feature, the blue halter mini-dress showed plenty of leg but the deep scoop neck cleavage went straight to her navel where a gold piercing dangled and revealed plenty of braless flesh. The tiny outfit had cost way more than the amount of cloth would suggest and wasn't just designed for show but ease of access, full breasts sticking out and aching for someone to slide a hand underneath cool silk and give them a squeeze.

That wasn't it though. Amelia was used to wearing less and in public or in any one of the photoshoots Evelyn ordered her to go to. She had a body built to be seen and lusted after so why wouldn't she show it off?

Blue eyes angled as they tried to search for what had triggered the notion that something was off. There were things that she hadn’t taken to easily, the tall platform stripper heels she had on were worn daily until she could walk in them as naturally as barefoot. Her hair was almost three feet longer than she remembered it being, but that would be ridiculous as she remembered…

|Amelia, it's time to take your medication.|

The voice rang out in her mind as the cool metal device on her temple shivered. It no longer sounded like someone that would trigger an outburst from her, but even that memory struggled to make itself known against the still black waters of her mind.

Darius had suggested it, bringing her to a man the villains only referred to as 'Alias' that Evelyn had paid to give him his new face and body. Perfectly manicured brows furrowed as she took in the work he had done on her. She still looked like ‘Amelia’, but it was clear that Darius' vision for her wasn't one of heroism. Plush lips glossed pink were so large she couldn't properly close them, leaving a slight 'O' begging men to place their cock between them, her cheeks and jaws and nose remodeled for soft, petite femininity. Her eyes, blue and growing ever so slightly sharper by the moment, were angled so that Amelia's resting face was one of pure lust. Her body hadn’t been left alone either, the muscles she had once trained regularly softened and hips widened, ass plumped into a perfect heart-shape to sell exactly one image: she was designed to be fucked.

Pleasure threatened to sink her burdening mind again as more memories of just that shot through her, but she resisted the urge and almost commands shuddering through her to give in, small blue flames flickering along her phone case and the smell of burnt plastic filled the room to trigger other memories.

Evelyn's plans were most likely to be disrupted in those first days, with the people of Freedom City and the media still trying to make sense of the new Femme Force and the team shedding their secret identities. There were questions, concerns, and despite her immense wealth and reach there was only so much she could control.

And then the Scrapper Fleet attacked.

There wasn't much known about the aliens outside of their mission: loot, pillage, burn, destroy. They had attacked Earth and Freedom City several months ago and the Femme Force Five, several of the city's vigilantes, and even a few super villains all turned up to send them packing. Days after Evelyn's announcement and reveal of the new team identity, the Scrappers had returned. Not just with the few ships that had left to lick their wounds but with a dozen more, including a massive flagship that would have been fascinating and terrifying to them months ago.

Only Evelyn had spent all this time pushing Amelia's powers to the breaking point and finding none. The cradle of flame inside of her burned brighter than ever in that moment, her own desires matched the orders of the woman who had taken control of her life.

So no matter how much Freedom City's famed heroine turned super celeb Azure Star looked and acted like a dumb slut whose only role in life was to be an object of lust, Amelia had removed all criticism of the new Femme Force in a single raging inferno, burning the entire alien fleet to ash in a fury of blue flame coated the sky and punched deep into space.

The incident had a domino effect that played right into Evelyn's hands. No vigilantes had taken her up on the offer to join the Femme Force, but some did after that incident. Amelia never learned their names, the women were enslaved and droned and reshaped into identical foot soldiers for the future Queen of the City who had little interest in helping them maintain individuality. Evelyn's desire for power and control had grown, and including her own choices in aesthetics she would leave nothing to chance. Amelia still occasionally got to wear her Femme Force uniform for shoots and events but letting such a powerful super off her leash ever again was a risk Evelyn couldn’t take until she gave in completely to the older woman’s demands.

|Amelia. Take your medication.|

The voice was forceful this time, but the blonde heroine was stuck facing her new reality and placing it up against the memories that were still pulling up. Lena had been the first to fall, surrendering herself to her King and Queen before the rest of the Femme Force was even aware something had changed. The previously shy, quiet dancer was nowhere to be seen in her new role as Darius' right hand woman, running his herd of whores and strippers that manned his many clubs now seeded throughout Freedom City with an iron fist and often headlining the shows. It had taken a few more weeks but eventually Sofia succumbed as well, the nun taking control as the queen of Darius' growing drug empire and helping it worm its way into the very communities she had once sworn to protect.

Yanzhi was somehow probably her only ‘friend’ left among the team, her family's shipping company all but owned the docks in Freedom City and with their heiress in hand Evelyn made easy pickings of them. Darius' second-in-command ran the black market deals that now sifted through the port though, her previously snobbish and arrogant, toxic teammate unwilling or incapable of doing little more than being a party favor to be passed around by her 'subordinates'.

Not unlike Amelia. She was too dangerous to be given any freedom and too popular to be put in a hole and forgotten about. Better to reshape her image into one controlled by Evelyn and Darius. Keep her mind buried underneath pleasure and obedience, lest she think about-

A large hand slipped around one of her large breasts, thumb and forefinger easily finding a taut nipple to squeeze while another slid down the front of the deep, draping neckline to push a thick finger into her moist pussy. She rarely wore underwear and her role tonight all but required she not, allowing Darius to easily slide a second finger into her and cause her to moan as she leaned into the wall of muscle behind her, a firm hand releasing her breast and forcing her to face him.

A part of Amelia knew she shouldn't let him kiss her, even as her body obediently let him do so. The Femme Force weren't the only recipients of Evelyn's power-enhancing gear and although less potent than his seed, the villains saliva now numbed her well-worn mind just as easily when he slipped a tongue inside, holding her still until the panting blonde was eagerly returning the kiss while she humped his hand.

"What are you doing Amelia?" The big man pulled back, grinning at the soft squeal of discontent she released, Amelia's mind being twisted in two directions, one searching for the one piece of flotsam left in the ocean of her mind to keep lucid and the other feeling the thickness of his cock on her ass and all too willing to throw that to the side.

"Thinking…"

Darius made a noise like he was chiding her, one hand pulling the scoopneck curtains of her dress to her sides so her large chest would be exposed. "We've had this talk before Amelia. You're not allowed to do that anymore. What made you disobey your Queen?"

His fingers continued to delight and plunge between her thighs as his other hand returned to play with one of her breasts idly, letting the dazed and aroused woman grind up against him even as it made answering his question difficult. What had caused her to… to?

"My- oh god so good! My reflection… It's… wrong."

"Well, I can certainly fix that for you." The villain chuckled as he kicked her legs slightly apart before removing his hand from her pussy to undo his jeans, the heat of his rod hitting her perfectly shaped rear and automatically she bent over slightly on her heels. Amelia moaned in delight as he grabbed both of her arms and angled the head of his cock at her entrance. No matter how many times he had fucked her into mindless bliss, she still couldn't imagine the thick beast would fit inside her, even as the heat of his power filled her body and prepped it to stretch and conform around him.

"For starters there's nothing wrong with your reflection, you look exactly like you should, like you want to for your role." His words sank into her at the same pace of his thick cock pushing its way inside of her, filling her pussy and mind with its girth and dominance and forcing both into her. Obediently she kept her back arched as he began to thrust slowly, pleasure and ecstasy melting her into little more than a sleeve for Darius to use as he pleased. "Keep your eyes open slut."

Amelia obeyed, blue eyes glassy and all but empty with anything but lust as she watched the whore in the mirror moaned around the thick cock of the man who owned her, large breasts jiggling in time with the golden piercing at her navel with every thrust. The piece of jewelry caught the light, and the small diamond crown that marked her as Darius' premiere prostitute only pushed her further away from discovering why she had thought anything, even as the heat of her own flame flicked against Darius' power filling her, seeking something.

"What do you see?"

"Fuck you're so big. A…. A whore."

"Close. A perfect whore." Amelia moaned in agreement as Darius found a rhythm, his cock reshaping her around his desires. "This is what you exist for: Pleasure, attention, obedience. A high-quality product to be used and fucked at the whim of her King and Queen. Look in the mirror and tell me your reflection isn't exactly that Amelia? That the woman you see, the woman you are, is anything else. Surrender to the truth and admit what you are."

There was never going to be any resistance once he slipped inside her, Amelia's mouth eagerly repeating anything her King wanted to hear so long as he kept fucking her, filling and stretching her into the shape he desired. This was who she was now, new and old thoughts and orders crystallizing inside her mind.

She had a role to play in public, the hot blonde making the rounds as a shallow slut whose day life of living the most empty and vapid life was made desirable… enviable, and delivered to the cellphone of every willing, easily moldable mind who tuned in for it. In private, Amelia was sold to either the highest bidder or, like her date tonight, to someone whose powerful connections Evelyn wanted access to. The deputy mayor was far easier to manipulate than his boss, and her Queen had plans to use him to ensure the vigilante problem would cease to exist.

And Amelia was going to fuck him after the dinner event tonight. Keep his cock so hard and focus entirely on her body so he'll never notice Evelyn sneaking into his mind… and even as Darius' groaned and released himself inside of her, the ever-present flame at her core flickered at that knowledge and found what it was looking for: the mental tether between her and Lihua.

The blonde dropped to her knees after Darius finished inside of her, brain melting into oblivious obedience as he pulled out a slim orange prescription bottle.

"Don't forget Amelia, you have to keep your medicine on you as well. I can't always be around to remind you of your place."

She barely responded, the large man just chuckling as he helped her straighten on the floor, kneeling down and opening the bottle to place two small white pills in his large hand. Amelia obediently opened her mouth as he slipped them inside. He had already fucked and filled her, so the synthetic form of his power that Evelyn had created would do little more. She swallowed them obediently anyway, letting the sensations of pleasure and brainless bliss settle into her as she sank beneath the still waters of her controlled mind… clutching tightly to one image.

Evelyn's need for control had only grown in the weeks since she had brainwashed her team to serve her and their new King as she planned to rule over everyone and it was perhaps the one thing that kept causing Amelia to surface. Telepathy was a powerful tool for someone who wanted to take over an entire city after all, and keeping that power all to herself meant that Evelyn also had to keep the source of that power contained.

And no matter how much she tried, no matter how many times Darius fucked Amelia or Evelyn plugged her into some machine to enslave her further, the tether between the two women was out of her reach. That meant that Amelia's core, her very soul, could still occasionally flare strong enough to touch it, to reach across the stillness and find Lihua, unconscious and floating in a tube of life-sustaining liquid attached to the device that let Evelyn use her gifts for her own ends. It was only for an instant, but it triggered something deep inside her, a memory of two young women fleeing a burning building and promises of keeping each other safe no matter what.

And in response the cradle of flame inside Amelia flickered, burning a little hotter, a little brighter, testing the barriers that kept it contained and from the bottomless pit of its heat growing stronger still…