Flight training

"I could use some help with my flying," you say.

"Yes, yes you could," replies Violet. "The League's running tab with the city is high enough without you running into buildings at every turn." She waves her hands around and panels begin to fold down from the walls above you, forming an elaborate network of paths and tunnels. In addition, the dummies rise back to life, but this time, instead of molesting you, they are placed throughout the maze of steel panels and beams. "All set," Violet says, turning back to you. "I fly by manipulating dark energy, not by shooting fire out of my ass, so I can't really help you there, but this course will help you work on your agility and control in the air. In light of your shortcomings on Lesson two, you will have to wear this." She holds out something that looks like one of those breathing strips Sarah puts on her nose when she's sick. Instead of sticking it to your face though, Violet aims much lower, slipping her hand down the front of your panties.

"Hey!" You squirm as she quickly withdraws her hand, sans breathing strip. "The heck are you doing?"

"That is the Stimulatrix 9000, which is now resting over your clit. We'll start on level one." You notice a faint tingling beginning to spread over your pussy. "Every time you touch a wall, it will increase one level, up to a maximum of level ten. You will also need to hit each of the dummies with an attack. If you miss any, you go up a level. Every time you complete a circuit, the intensity level will go down by two. Get it down to zero and you're done. Got it?" You nod. "Good. Then get up there. Time's a wastin."

This should be simple enough. As long as I take my time, I'll pass this one with flying colors. You fly up to the starting point and enter the maze. Taking things at a deliberate pace, you dip and twist your way through the metal-lined path, firing off a fireball here and there to light up the targets. The buzzing between your legs imparts a pleasant warmth to your loins, but it's not enough to distract your focus. You come around a blind corner and WHAM one of the dummies socks you right into the wall. Instantly, the stimulator kicks up a notch. "What the hell?!" you call out.

"Oh, did I forget to mention the dummies can fight back?" You look down to see Violet reclined on a lounger. "My bad."

With a growl, you take out your frustrations on the dummy that got the drop on you, melting it into a pile of goo before continuing on through the obstacle course. In the next part, you have to navigate a narrow set of twisting tubes. Right off the bat, you brush against the wall on the first turn. Shit! And on the second turn. Dammit! Get it together! And on the third turn. "GAH!" you let out an exasperated cry as the vibrations intensify to a level you cannot ignore.

"Aww and you were doing so well," Violet taunts from her chair. "I was getting worried that I wouldn't get to see you cum." You launch a fireball in her general direction. "Whoa there, hotshot!" She easily blocks it. "Targets are up there, Sweetie."

Your rising anger and frustration help to block out the buzzing in your crotch and you push onward, disintegrating a few more dummies along the way. Unfortunately, you are going a little too quickly for your own good and you skid through another turn. You gasp as the buzzing melts through your anger, overtaking it with a growing need for release. You desperately don't want to let Violet see you squirm though, so you pull yourself together and keep going. It's taking all your attention to keep flying in a straight line now, and as a result, two separate targets knock you into walls, putting you at level 8. "Nnnghh!" you groan, squeezing your thighs together. Come on...Just a little farther.... The end of the circuit, and the slight relief it promises, is only one more section away. *THUD* But you listlessly careen into the wall while staring at the finish line. Your hands press against your pussy as you bounce off the opposite wall. "Nooo..." Unable to maintain flight, you land on your back on a panel. Your flames still swirl around your body, but you're not going anywhere. You can't hold back any longer, pulling aside your silver panties and jamming a pair of fiery fingers inside to stoke the fire that had been building within. Through your haze you can barely hear Violet cheering you on toward orgasm from below. Not that you needed the encouragement. With a violent burst you explode in orgasm, a jet of fire streaming from your blazing pussy for good measure. You lay there on the panel, but your moment in the afterglow is interrupted by hysterical laughter.

"Oh my God did you SEE that??!" Violet shouts while giggling uncontrollably. "Hahahaaaa The fire... AaahAhHAaAHAA!" Well if you weren't already literally on fire, your cheeks would be burning up with embarrassment right about now. You peel yourself off of the metal panel, noticing a little body-sized crater you melted into during your ordeal. Thankfully, the stimulator seems to have been programmed to reset after your orgasm. You have the presence of mind to finish the last bit of the course, which turns the vibrator off as you cross the finish line. With relief, you peel the damn thing off and pull it out of your panties. Floating back down to the ground, you find Violet wiping away tears of laughter. "Aww I was hoping you'd have to go another round, Firecrotch."

"It's FLAME, you purple bitch!" You are really not in the mood for her razzing and you chuck the Stimulatrix back at her. It bounces off her chest, but she is unfazed.

"Oh come on. You have to admit that was fuckin hilarious." She sees that you are still unamused. "Jeez you gotta lighten up. Look, shit is going to happen when you're out there. Horribly embarrassing shit. And you've got to learn to deal with it."

"Has anything like that ever happened to you?"

"Me? Hah No, nothing quite like that. But I've been stripped down, strapped down and all that jazz. It comes with the territory. Getting mad about it doesn't do you any good. When you're fucked, you've got to channel it and pick your moment to strike." Hmm that was almost like normal mentor advice. "And when all else fails, just squirt some fire. That'll distract em for sure." Ah there it is... "I think you've had enough for today. Come back tomorrow and we'll keep working on trying to turn you into an adequate superhero." She gives you another uncomfortably strong smack on the ass as she walks away, chuckling to herself. "Oh one more thing," Violet turns back to you. "I wouldn't recommend going out on patrol. You're not ready yet."

Muttering to yourself, you put your outer layers back on and leave. Sure you still have a lot to learn, but dammit who is she to say you shouldn't be out there patrolling? After all, the League already assigned you a sector, so they must think you're ready. So ignoring Violet's warning, you decide that you will go out on patrol tonight. You have the same trouble spots to choose from as before: The warehouses, the nightclub or the docks.