Mistress Crimson watches over her city, using her superpowers to break any man stupid enough to commit a crime. But when a fellow superhero, Captain Clobber, stops her from dishing out her vicious brand of justice to two rapists, she decides that it’s time to teach him a lesson that he’ll never forget.
By the time the night is over, she’ll have humiliated, degraded and abused Captain Clobber in the worst ways imaginable. Once she’s done with him, he’ll never dare cross her again.
Product Warning – This book contains sexually explicit scenes, which include female domination, humiliation, pegging (strap-ons), and BDSM.
She paused for a moment and then strode over to the wall, returning the paddle to its place. The anger at not being able to beat her injured slave was already building within her, and Doctor Impaler was going to deeply regret what he had done to Captain Clobber.
Her eyes scanned the wall, before they alighted on one of her favorite toys – a huge, blackened steel, strap-on dildo. She smiled a wicked grin, as she pulled down the heavy tool that would probably kill a lesser man. But Captain Clobber wasn’t a normal man, and if you wanted to wreck a superhero’s ass, you needed something stronger than a latex dildo.
Behind her, she heard him groan as he watched her take down the strap-on cock from the wall. “Don’t even start,” she snapped. “I’m already in a foul enough mood from not being able to paddle your worthless ass. If you bitch and moan about getting your ass fucked, you won’t be walking, flying, or even crawling out of here when I’m done with you.”
“Yes, Mistress,” he said, in a quiet voice. “I’m sorry.”
“Damn right, you’re sorry, bitch. I’m going to fuck you hard, and then you’re going to make me cum. Aren’t you, slave?” She turned around to glare at him.
“Yes, Mistress.” His eyes widened with hope, as he asked, “Do you think I could make love to you tonight?”
“Don’t make me laugh,” she spat back. “What have you done to earn my perfect body, slave? All you’ve done is piss me off – twice now. You’re lucky I don’t break those huge balls of yours.”
“I’m sorry, Mistress Crimson. I’ll do anything to make it up to you.”
“I know that you will. I’m going to have a lot of fun with you tonight.” She took a moment to step into her strap-on, and pulled it up over her skin-tight blue outfit. After a few quick tugs on the straps, the fake cock settled securely around her waist. The weight of it would have easily toppled a weaker woman, but her strength surpassed all but a few on the planet.
“This is going to hurt, slave. I have a lot of pent up aggression today.”