An Interrogation

Redwing didn't know if it the rush of teleporting that made her steps unsteady or the weight of the situation itself. The concrete beneath her naked feet was cold and unwelcoming. Thick darkness surrounding her; the weak light from the portal only illuminated a few feet in front of her. She looked over her shoulder; it was still open; she could run. And do what? Dash through the city streets wearing only her mask? There'd be gifs of her bouncing breasts going viral by morning. Dusklord would give her some clothes if she asked. A devious thrill quivered through her body as Lilly imagined begging and prostituting herself for just to have some humiliating lingerie to wear. She tentatively took another step forward.

A gentle shoom announced the portal closing, taking most of the light with it. Lilly felt a surge of excitement as her instincts told her she was trapped. Ahead of her, an old bulb hummed to life, illuminating a metal table and chair. Redwing felt her heart flutter against her chest. This place reminded her of some sort of secret police bunker, the kind of place people only saw after they disappeared.

"Please, sit down," Dusklord said gesturing to the sturdy, but otherwise non-descript chair. Redwing did, flinching slightly as her bare bottom touched the metal seat. "I'm going to ask you some questions," explained the villain.

Lilly crossed her wrists behind the chair and flinched again when the cold metal grazed her nude back and arms. "Please, good sir," she said doing her best impression of a doo-eyed farm girl, "I don't know anything about any spies. Please be gentle."

Her overly pleading expression got a smirk from Dusklord, but he explained "the first few questions will be serious." With a casual wave, the chains dangling from her nipples and clit evaporated until only her piercings remained.

Redwing nodded, ready for him to continue.

"Do you have any allergies? Like latex, seafood, or the color yellow?"

After stifling her giggling, Redwing shook her head. "Just my usual trouble with Zalaride ions, but you already know about that."

"Thank you." He smiled with all the charm of a gentleman villain. "Do you have any fears I should steer clear of?"

The naked superheroine opened her mouth only to close it again after a few moments and break eye contact.

"It won't be much fun if you can't trust me."

"No, I do. It's just..." Lilly's tongue slid side to side in her mouth as she thought about what to say next.

"Do you have a fear that you don't want me to steer clear of?" Dusklord rephrased his question.

Lilly nodded then swallowed hard before forcing herself to say, "I'm a bit claustrophobic; I can't hide in a closet for all that long, and horror movies with tight environments like The Descent are always the ones that really get to me." She spoke faster and faster. Even though she'd already let him strip her naked and sucked him off, Lilly felt especially foolish divulging her fears to a supervillain so easily.

Dusklord placed a hand on her shoulder. "I'll be careful," he promised. "What are your hard limits?"

"Nothing illegal," Redwing stated, with the same tone she used for her "Justice is unbeatable" speeches.

"Are you sure about that? I think it's a misdemeanor to be naked on public land, even if no one is around. Would nothing unethical by more appropriate?"

Lilly nodded then weakly but clearly agreed, "Yes." The thought of being naked and bound in the middle of a forest somewhere was bringing up an intoxicating mix of emotions. "And nothing permanent or that would damage my reputation," she managed to say, in spite of the vivid fantasy of her chained up and hiding behind a billboard hoping that nobody in the passing cards could see her bare legs behind the signpost.

"All very reasonable and responsible," Dusklord approved. "And there is plenty of room to have fun." His encouraging smile was as broad as a used car salesman's, but somehow seemed genuine. "Anything else?"

Lilly shook her head. "No sir."

Being called sir brought a devious sparkle to Dusklord's eye, or perhaps he was excited about what he had planned next. He slowly circled her bound form hungrily eyeing her from every angle. "So I can use your body however I like." Lilly's pussy throbbed with desire as he spoke; It was a statement not a question. "I can ravish you, punish you, and truss you up however I like." Once the villain was behind her, he snapped a pair of cuffs onto her wrists. Lilly's captor continued his journey appraising her nude body while she tested her new steel bracelets. Once in front of her again, he opened up a small brief case. "I'm going to ask you some more questions". The supervillain took an item out of the case and placed it on the table with a thud. "They may seem intrusive or humiliating." A second item was set down with an equally ominous sound. The shadows curled around these implements, obscuring them from Redwing's view. "I assure you that that is the case." He retrieved a third instrument from the case but simply held it in his hand as he turned to her and added, "you may of course choose not to answer." A bright blue spark of electricity crackled loudly on the tip of the device.

Dusklord advanced, quickly closing the distance between them. Shadowy tendrils grew from his body until he loomed over Redwing. He held the electric wand inches from her bare shoulder and let it spark again making Lilly twist reflexively. Wide-eyed, she watched as it's tip crept closer to her skin. Was he going to zap her before asking any questions as a way to warm her up? She told her thundering heart that she'd felt an electric shock before, but this was different. Being naked like this made her feel so exposed and ****.

"How often do you masturbate?"

The question was so cold and abrupt it **** Lilly to stammer out an answer. "Twice a week usually." Her cheeks flushed. "I think," she added trying to read his stoic expression, "I don't keep track or anything."

"Do you use toys?" he asked as a black chain apparated, connecting the nipple piercings he gave her.

Redwing gasped as the weight of the chain tugged gently against her nipples but managed to say, "yes." She blushed and hastily added, "only sometimes." Despite the chains and handcuffs, a part of her viewed Dusklord as a peer, a friend, and not the sort of person she wanted to see her as a slut.

"What kinds?"

Lilly hesitated, trying to word things in a less embarassing way. Her delay earned her a sharp electric tap on her shoulder. The superheroine squeaked and flinched in surprise and felt goose flesh tickle down the back of her arms. "I," Lilly stammered while breathing heavily, "I have a, uh , a vibrator, and a um dildo" The bound woman basked in the soft buzz that seemed to spread throughout her nerves.

Lightning tapped her flesh again, making Lilly squirm. "Tell me more," ordered her captor, "what naughty things do you like to do with them."

"The vibrator is small and shaped like an egg; I tease my nipples with it before going ... down there to my clit. Once I'm wet, I'll slowly slide the dildo into my cunt." She trembled while saying the last word. It felt so mischievously vile to use such crude words for her body.

"What sounds do you make with the dildo in your, as you say, cunt?"

"I, I moan I guess," answered Lilly a little unsure what he expected from her.

The villain loomed closer. Redwing braced herself for another shock, but instead felt his fingers touch her pussy. She rolled her crotch forward pressing it against his fingers until her soft lips parted and he had access to her clit; the horny submissive really wanted to feel his touch. But Dusklord's fingers didn't move. She looked up at him expectantly.

"Oh, its just inspiration my dear," the gentleman thief explained. "Simply rub your cunt against my fingers like they were one of your toys and make the slut sounds that come naturally."

Lilly couldn't deny the nearly overpowering desire to grind her pussy against just about anything, but she wasn't about the let Dusklord know. He was already smug enough. Stubbornly, she stared back at him masking her pulsing desire with pursed lips, but his cheeky smile told her he didn't mind her frown.

Static electricity snapped into her areola, just above her right nipple. Lilly jumped in surprise, inadvertantly rubbing her womanhood against the villain's fingers. It felt good; his touch was soft yet unyielding and very close to her clit. Screw it, she thought to herself, missing the pun, he's going to call you a slut no matter what you do. May as well please yourself.

Releasing her wanton side, the brunette pressed her damp petals against the fingers. Her breath quickened as she began gyrating; his digits were still stubbornly static, forcing her to twist and thrust if she wanted to reach the right spots. How long could he stare down at bound, naked and writhing woman with his fingers only brushing against her genitals? Hoping to elicit more of a concrete reaction, Lilly began moaning like a pornstar and slid her pussy up and down his hand like it was a stripper pole. As horny as she was, such over-the-top actions were surprisingly easy.

The finger was taken away. Lilly's gaping mouth only let out a quiet whimper. Dusklord tenderly brushed her cheek, his fingers warm and wet with her juices. "While riding those dildos like a whore, what do you fantasize about?" he asked. "A handsome husband with a large cock?" His shock prod twisted her nipple chain around itself, tugging at the rings with just enough **** to make Redwing's nipples tingle with pleasure. "Or something truely perverted like following a villain to his lair and eagerly obeying his cruel commands?" Tentacles of shadow creeped up and secured her ankles, preventing her from closing her legs.

"This is your fantasy too jerk." Lilly bit back.

"Yes, but I'm a bad guy; I rob banks and steal heirlooms from underprivileged billionaires. What does the do-gooder Redwing dream about while eagerly teasing her clit and sliding a dildo in and out of her cunt?"