Bound and held hostage

Covered in the chameleon quirker's drool, you found yourself deprived of more than just your fire breath. Your entire body felt painfully heavy, like you were being smothered, stopping any attempts at movement. In some ways, you were literally being smothered. Your captor had wrapped you up in a blanket before taking off down the street with you. Her ability to navigate the city unseen was impressive, but even she would have had difficulty moving a naked human through the alleys without drawing attention.

Your body remained tied up in her tongue beneath the blanket-- without it, there was no way she would have been able to lift your muscular frame. With your head covered and senses dulled, you had no way of tracking where you were being taken. You just had to hope that Invisible Girl's luck against the Monitors was better than your own was at the moment.

Finally, you began to recover some of the feeling in your muscles-- just in time to be dumped spine-first against a steel column. Once the pain subsided, you felt coldness against your bare back, reminding you that you had been kidnapped stark naked. The pain in your head had subsided now, replaced by the stinging between your shoulder blades.

"Mmm hmm hmm! I'm getting used to your flavor!" the chameleon woman giggled, placing her hands on her hips as she slowly uncoiled her tongue and bound you to the bar with the more conventional means of a chain and padlock. "But I've got to pick the right hiding spot while we await your knight in invisible armor to make the scene!"

For a moment, you thought she was making a mistake that would prove to be a valuable opportunity for you. She had drawn back from your body to observe your handiwork, not realizing that your power was coming back-- or so you thought. Before you could react, the villain shot her tongue out from her mouth and into yours, reaching it down your throat hard enough to make you gag. Worse, you felt the goop inside, completely stifling your ability to summon a flame.

Before you could pay her back by clenching your teeth, she withdrew, then ran her snaking tongue across her lips one more time. "He he he! Once we get that Invisible Girl on our **** list, I might just keep you as a toy," she cooed, enjoying your helplessness and keeping her eyes focused between your legs. "I'll be back, hot stuff."

You weren't about to miss her company, of course, but once she was gone, there wasn't much to look at. The warehouse was full of old construction equipment and little else, mostly dark, with just a few rays of the noon sunlight poking through the ratty tarps covering the windows. Your throat felt so full of gunk you could barely breathe and it seemed your powers wouldn't be coming back soon, especially with no friction to stimulate you.

To try to summon up a bit of your arousal and get the spark going, you decided to call back to mind your brief encounters with Invisible Girl so far. The way she picked up on how hot you were for her and then jacked you off in the shower... that seemed to be the best part to focus on right now. You found yourself trying to picture the shape of her body based on what you had felt so far, wishing you'd seen the water hit her body in the shower so you'd have a better image. The overall package of those memories was restoring your boner amazingly quickly, although it wasn't directly transferring to freeing your fire powers just yet.

If only you could reach down to rub yourself somehow. Just a bit of friction might give you the boost you need to release a burst of fire!

Amazingly, it felt as though your prayer had been answered; you felt something begin to run along the length of your bare shaft. It felt a lot like the hand you had just been trying to move down there yourself, only more soft, slender, and-- most importantly-- not yours. That part always made masturbation just a little bit better.

It wouldn't take a genius to figure out what was going on: Invisible Girl had managed to infiltrate the Monitors' compound and come to your rescue. Only, it wasn't quite that easy to figure out, because one part still didn't make sense: why was she jacking you off instead of releasing you from the chains? You wanted to ask her, but opening your mouth at all in this situation was dangerous. You couldn't let the Monitor watching you know that Invisible Girl was here.

You felt your fire building up in your gut as her hand went from a gentle start to a more fierce continuation, jerking up and down while another fondled the base of your balls. You could tell she was going the extra mile and doing everything she could think of with a hand-job in order to restore your power. The reason why was clear, when you thought about it: your power was strong enough to fight whatever the Monitors threw at you. Her power was more of a supportive one: she might take one or two down with stealth, but she'd never get you out of here unless you contributed.

The only problem: your captor was pretty damn far away, positioned on the second floor looking down. It was going to take a hell of a lot to make your fire so strong it reached all the way up there. You could almost picture Hagakure looking up at you with an impatient expression, thinking you were pushing your luck for the sake of squeezing more service out of her.

She'd done all she could with a handjob, so it was time for her to move on to more drastic measures. You thought that a titjob or maybe an assjob would make sense, but given your odd position with your hands chained up and seated, it might be hard for her to get in there and work it. Plus, she'd have to make sure not to block your face, or else risk being incinerated herself.

Instead, she jumped to something you hadn't expected: you felt for the second time today the sensation of a tongue tickling the head of your penis. Before you had time to process that, the mouth followed, completely engulfing your head. The sucking lips made it a little ways down the shaft, then up-and-down motions began.

Knowing it was her and not that weird Monitor chameleon made all the difference; you felt fire building so hot inside your throat, you thought you might spit it by accident. You could tell that this was probably her first time giving a blowjob. If your hands were free, you could hold her head and guide her to the right pace, but you were pretty much at her mercy right now. Thankfully, another part of your body was giving her the instructions she needed. It was easy for her to tell "too fast" or "go harder" by the responsiveness of your dick.

... You wondered if she wasn't getting a little into it herself. The sucking was becoming dangerously audible now and it seemed that a spot of moisture had appeared on the warehouse floor beneath your penis. That couldn't all be precum-- some of it was probably her drool as well. You wished desperately that you could see her face right now... Suddenly, it seemed like the journey had overtaken the destination. You were so enraptured by her blowjob that you'd forgotten why she was giving it to you.

Snaking candle-fires coming from either side of your grit teeth reminded you of your mission. It was now or never. If this sensation wasn't enough for you to shoot the Monitor woman with your fire, you'd never get there!

Both parts shot off at once: a huge, warehouse-spanning plume of fire, followed by an admittedly less pleasant shot from your penis. You felt Invisible Girl pull back and wanted to look down, to see your semen splashing onto the unseen curves of her cheeks and the bridge of her nose. Instead, you focused your attention on the Monitor, blasting her with all of your strength. Looking down right now could mean frying your friend-with-benefits, a terrible fate for you both.

The sound of the Monitor wailing in terror as she was engulfed by flames sort of killed your arousal, anyway. You saw her blackened figure run towards the other side of the 2nd floor, hit the window, and, with a loud shattering, fall through it.

"A-A little more violent than I think most of us get with criminals, but she'll probably be okay... Probably!" Invisible Girl noted, while standing back up to begin untying your chains. "Hehe... We're usually not buck naked when we take down bad guys either!" Now she was just teasing you.

With a smirk, you pointed towards your own bangs. "I'll bet you don't normally do it with jizz in your hair either, huh?" you joked.

"Uwah! Don't tell anybody about this," Invisible Girl pouted; you hadn't actually seen any remnants due to her short-range cloaking, but you could tell she was probably swiping at her face and bangs right now with her hands to clean it all off. "And no, we don't. That was my first time doing, er... that."

"Hah! You were plenty gutsy when you gave me that handjob earlier," you reminded your ally.

"It was my first time doing that, too! Geez... I did it because I could tell you liked me, remember? Now you're making me regret it! I should'a just left you chained up down here."

Now she really was pouting... You apologized as quickly as you could in order to get her mood back into the right one for saving you. The two of you would need to work together to get through the rest of the Monitors.

Another pretty good incentive to escape: the warehouse was on fire and the flames were quickly spreading to engulf not just the second floor, but the first as well!