Dusklord's Turn

Dusklord stood back, making space between the two of them. With a gesture, the living shadow that held her to the wall vanished, and Lilly half collapsed, her legs splayed under her. She was gasping for air, her breasts rising and falling. She couldn't believe what had just happened, or how good it had felt.

But, it wasn't over yet. Lilly saw that Dusklord was fiddling with his suit, removing his trousers, and allowing his erection to spring forwards. Redwing looked for a moment, taken back by the suddenness of it. His cock was...well, okay, cliches aside, it wasn't the biggest she'd ever seen. But it was stiff with arousal, she realised that between her gasping, **** moans, and the writhing of her body, she must have put on quite the show.

"All right," said Dusklord, "You've had your fun, but it's time you paid me back for all of those times you beat me before! With your mouth, Redwing! I want you to suck me off until I cum."

She gulped, feeling both helpless and humiliated again, but she had ****, so she started forwards, crawling because she was not sure that she could stand yet. Dusklord's cock was stiff, arousal beaded its head with liquid. It smelled a bit as she drew near it, but not by much.

With her pulse racing, Redwing opened her lips, and started to suck on the member, drawing it deeper into her mouth. it felt warm and wet, and the motion of taking it into her mouth was enough to make it twitch with desire. She started to suck on it, using her tongue to toy with the head, moving her lips back and forth. She heard Dusklord moan, and knew that she was doing well.

Part of her couldn't believe what she was doing. On a rooftop, at night, she was on her hands and knees, sucking off a villain who she'd fought so many times! A man who had just made her cum! A man who she had promised to allow to do with her as he willed!

How could this have happened? How could she have agreed to this?

Her thoughts were interrupted a moment later, when she felt something cold and slippery move past her spread knees. She looked down, and realised that Dusklord had conjured a nest of tentacles of living shadow, which were rising around her. Panic bloomed, especially when she felt two of the, coil around her wrists, securing them around her back. Another one started to gently probe between her labia, running up and down her entrance with its tip, while a third was starting to ease its way between the cheeks of her behind, seeking her back entrance. Two more rose up, and started to lash her breasts, striking her with speed and ****. Not enough to cause real pain, but enough to send a sharp shock slicing through her. The motion made her breasts jiggle and dance, as she desperately moved her lips back and forwards, trying to make her tormentor cum.

It was the sort of situation that wasn't meant to happen to real women. It was demeaning, and it was humiliating, and yet, it also turned her on so very much. As the tendrils whipped across her chest, the tentacle seeking her womanhood began to grow more confident, and entered her. Lilly gasped, feeling it slowly filling her up, the motion was slippery, and yet pleasurable, the tentacle felt cold, and hard to ignore, her nerves screamed at the intrusion, making her aware of every movement and twitch. The one behind her was now also forcing its way into her anus, gentle, but relentless, Lilly had never felt so utterly overwhelmed by pleasure and sensation before. She couldn't even close her legs, because more tendrils had coiled around those, and were slowly forcing them wider and wider. She couldn't moan, because her mouth was full. her pussy was still sensitive after her climax, but the tendril in it was demanding, filling her up, teasing her with its motions, making her jump, and moan and writhe. The one in her ass was tougher, entering her just enough that she felt utterly and completely violated.

Oh fuck, oh fuck, it felt so good. Lilly didn't know where to focus, she was being teased and toyed with from every direction. Her breasts, swaying and stinging, her ass, and her pussy, her mouth. She was in a world of her own. Dusklord, by now, was grinding back and forth on his heels, grunting as he felt her tongue licking along the side of his cock. She had only a moment of warning before he grunted, and came in her mouth, the warm, sticky liquid filled her throat, making her jerk back in alarm and surprise. She held the cum in her mouth, getting ready to spit it out, but Dusklord rapped her gently but firmly on the side of the head.

"Swallow it. You're a hostage, remember? You have to do whatever you're told if you want to get out of this."

She blinked and nodded. Swallowing the cum felt weird, and not pleasant at all, it tasted terrible, and she almost gagged on it. But some part of her couldn't resist the illusion, the game, the roleplay. She was a hostage, and a hostage didn't get a choice...

When she was done, she felt the black tendrils fade into non-existence, leaving her lying on the ground, gasping for air. Dusklord looked down at her. She noted that he had already dome up his pants. Not that he'd left any for her to do the same with.

"That was...that was a pretty good start." Dusklord admitted. "I didn't think you'd be down for this Redwing, but holy shit am I glad you were. You looked so sexy pinned against the wall, and when you were being double penetrated by the tentacles, did that feel good too?"

She said nothing. It had felt good. Overwhelming, and kind of scary, but good.

"All right." He said. "I suppose we should go to my evil hideout where I can continue to torment you for the rest of the week before you make your daring escape."

His eyes roamed up and down her body, and an idea seemed to occur to him.

"But first, you need to look the part."

He gestured, and another blast of darkness enveloped her for a moment. Before she could even react, it was gone, but she felt different. It took her a moment to realise what had happened, but then, slowly, her eyes fell to her chest, where her perky breasts had gained an addition.

There was a solid black ring of living shadow through each of her nipples. It didn't hurt, but it felt solid, as if she'd been pierced. She tugged at one, just out of curiosity, and it was well secured. It felt a little bit cold against her naked skin.

Then, she realised she was cold in three places, not two.

A third black ring was lodged between her legs, nestled through the hood of her clit. Lilly gulped, her fingers tentatively explored it, but stopped at the rush of pleasure which made her spine shake.

"Do you like it? A pretty heroine should have pretty chains, right?"

She flushed bright red, and looked to the ground, refusing to give him the pleasure of an answer. Another gesture from Dusklord, and an series of dark chains flowed from his outstretched hand to connect with each of her new ''piercings''. He tugged, just once, and Lilly stumbled forward with a yelp.

"F-fuck! Easy on that, those are delicate you know!"

"Ah, my apologies, good lady. I simply wanted to make sure that everything was secured.

"Well it definitely is!"

"Good, then we can go."

He gestured, and another portal of darkness began to grow before them. Redwing had seen the portals plenty of times, and even used them once or twice, but this was the first time she was going through quite like this. Dusklord gestured, the chains rattled, pulling at her breasts.

"Please, ladies first."

Still not quite believing what had happened, still not sure why she had made the choices she had, Redwing stepped through the portal, leaving the city behind.