Arrival

On the other side of the portal, Redwing found herself in a large, dark building. It was, much to her hidden disappointment, not a dungeon, but seemed to be some sort of storage area. There were rows and rows of old chairs pressed up against the dusty walls, dusty sheets had been draped over old looking paintings, while along the far wall, dusty suits of armour stood guard over a dusty door that looked like it hadn't been opened in years.

The years were probably also dusty, somehow. She didn't quite know how time could be dusty, but this place definitely seemed to be the sort of location that would give it a good old try. She half expected one of the dust bunnies to rear up and attack.

The bare wooden planks felt cold against her feet. She gulped, a tingling feeling rushed along her body. The chains which tied to her nipples and clitoris pulled at her uncomfortably, each movement rubbed against her body, reminding her that she was not free. She could feel her face slowly heating up, as if now was the time for embarrassment.

To distract herself from the rising feeling, Lilly looked around. Obviously, this place was old, and hadn't been entered in a while, but it also seemed to be the sort of place that belonged to the lazily rich. The sort of people who could store such vast amounts of utter random nonsense, like whole sets of chairs and suits of armour. Suits of armour! Who just stored suits of armour?

But family crests hung up on the wall (dusty.) and lining the bottom half of the room, there were chests that were locked suspiciously heavy, and suspiciously valuable. They looked expensive, like just one of them would be enough to set you up for life. And also dusty.

"Do you like it?" Dusklord asked her. "It's a bit stereotypical, isn't it? My family were always traditional. We didn't throw away anything. Throwing things away was for social inferiors. People who couldn't afford the space to keep it."

"This place is...?"

"It's part of my home." Dusklord said. " It was the only place I was sure there wouldn't be anyone else. Just the two of us."

"So...this is your evil lair?"

"Well, yes. If my lair were a massive attic. So, in fact, what I am saying is ''no.'' This is just where I wanted to arrive. We'll be going on a tour of the rest of the house later. For now, I wanted to make sure you knew your role."

"M-my role? I'm your hostage. We had a fight, and you overpowered and captured me. Now, you're tormenting me with your devious methods while I helplessly endure and try to plot a heroic escape."

"You know, you don't need to sound so happy about it."

"Sorry..."

"You're supposed to be humiliated and ashamed, not practically jumping for joy."

"Oh, I am." Lilly shivered, running a hand over her naked chest as if to drive in the point. "I mean, I'm totally naked here, in the lair of my archenemy. You could do anything to me, and I wouldn't be able to resist. You could torment me, tease me, make me play your twisted games... Eh, sorry. I sort of have been looking forward to something like this for...well, a while..."

She flushed red in genuine humiliation as she said this.

"So I can tell..." Dusklord said, but she could hear an edge of anticipation in his own voice that made her shiver. "Anyway, my point is, I can't exactly tell my staff that you're Redwing. Not if you want to keep your reputation, anyway. Being captured for a week, yes. That happens to heroes all the time. Stripped naked and made to perform? That's a bit heavier. So, as far as they are concerned, you are just someone that I hired."

"Someone you hired?" Lilly blinked. "You mean like a prostitute? People dress up as me?"

"You mean you don't know?" For a moment, Dusklord looked honestly shocked. "It's one of the most requested services."

"I...." Redwing took a deep breath, "I'm going to pretend I didn't hear that."

Dusklord chuckled.

"Is it so surprising? You're one of the most high profile heroes in the city, you're young, and sexy, and - as we've just discovered - you wear a skintight suit with no underwear. It would be rather amazing if you _didn't _have admirers."

"Admirers, I can deal with." Redwing said, "It's people dressing up as me to get fucked that weirds me out. That is NOT something I was prepared to deal with today..."

"Well, there are some who go in for that sort of thing, you know. It's every guys dream to fuck a super heroine. Or hero, I don't discriminate. Anyway, it's lucky for us isn't it? It means that we have a reason for you to keep your mask on, but not be suspected by my staff. Otherwise, it would get awkward having to explain things to your friends afterwards, right?"

"Yeah...that..that's not a conversation I want." Lilly admitted.

"Well, in any case, there is a reason why I would hire such a woman."

"Oh please don't tell me you've done it before..."

He gave her a look of frustration.

"Of course not. We're nemesis. That would have been...weird. But the rest of the world doesn't feel that way, so it's good cover for the two of us. You see, there's an event coming up. A big thing in the villain calendar. At least, for a certain type of villain. Call it a party if you like. And at this party, there are often men and particularly women dressed up as heroes and heroines who have been, shall we say, laid low."

"Are we talking bondage here?" Redwing asked suspiciously. "Are there people there dressed as me? There are, aren't there!"

"Usually several." Dusklord said drily. "This year, we're going to have a particularly good impersonator, or so I shall tell my staff. This will explain why you will be wearing your mask, and why you look so much like the heroine Redwing, who of course you are not.

"Before that happens though, you will need to be trained to the role, which is what I will be telling my minions and my servants. I shall tell them that it is all a grand game, and that you are playing your part in order to prepare for the party. They are to act as if you actually are the captive heroine, and treat you as such. As you are my enemy, that probably means you will not be treated well. But part of me thinks you might find that...enjoyable."