His closest confidant

A new voice spoke up from behind him, calm, measured, feminine and horribly familiar.

“Thought you’d never ask.”

Jaden’s blood turned to ice.

He twisted against the ropes, neck straining, trying to see who was standing there in the shadows behind his chair.

Footsteps, slow, deliberate heels clicking on the carpet.

Then she stepped into the light.

Dr. Nadia Hayes.

His mother.

She stepped fully into the light, and Jaden’s breath caught in his throat.

Gone was the silk robe, the neat blouse, the sensible slacks she’d worn that morning. In their place: a long, flowing silk cape in deep midnight purple, edged with black feathers that fanned upward in dramatic, theatrical spikes like a villainess stepping out of a 90s comic panel. The cape draped open down the front, revealing everything underneath—or rather, the deliberate lack of it. Her golden-brown skin glowed under the string lights; her D-cup breasts were bare except for round black-and-white spiral pasties that covered her dark nipples like hypnotic targets. Below that, nothing. No panties, no thong, just the smooth curve of her hips, the trimmed triangle of dark hair above her glistening pussy, and long, toned legs ending in glossy black stripper heels, six inches at least, platformed, forcing her ass to arch and her calves to flex with every step.

Jaden knew that costume.

Madame Hypnotica.

The seductive villainess from that short-lived indie run Mind Games, the one who used swirling patterns and sultry whispers to turn heroes into drooling slaves. He’d jerked off to scans of those pages more times than he’d admit.

And now his own mother was wearing it.

Giving the full show.

To everyone in the room.

Nadia sauntered forward, slow, deliberate, hips rolling, cape fluttering behind her like dark wings. She stopped right in front of Jaden’s bound chair, then lifted one long leg and straddled him without hesitation. Her wet pussy settled directly onto his lap, hot and slick through the fabric of his jeans. She ground down once, slow, deliberate, rubbing her folds along the growing bulge there, coating him with her arousal while she got comfortable.

Zack stepped up beside them, reached out and patted her head like a favored pet.

Nadia leaned into the touch immediately, eyes fluttering half-closed, a soft, contented hum escaping her throat. Then she turned those warm brown eyes, now glassy with devotion, straight to Jaden’s.

“I’m so sorry, sweetheart,” she whispered, voice thick with mock regret as she wrapped her arms around his neck in a tight hug, pressing her bare tits against his chest. Her nipples dragged across his hoodie through the pasties. She put her lips right against his ear, breath hot. “Mommy was such a stupid psychologist. Thought she could outsmart Captain Zack. Thought she could protect you. But Master Rick showed me my true purpose.”

She rocked her hips again, slow grind, wet heat soaking through his jeans.

“I’m supposed to use my position… my training… to hypnotize. To recruit. To add more eager sluts to the greatest club on earth.” She kissed the shell of his ear. “The Mother’s Comic Book Club.”

Jaden’s stomach dropped through the floor.

As if things couldn’t get worse, Zack snapped his fingers twice, sharp and commanding.

Mrs. Reed walked into view from the side.

She was still dressed in her normal teacher clothes, white blouse, navy pencil skirt, sensible flats but her hazel eyes were completely vacant, pupils blown wide, mouth slack and wet.

Zack stepped in front of her.

“Who are you?” he asked, voice calm.

“I—I’m Professor Reed,” she stammered dreamily, voice distant. “I teach—”

Zack’s hand cracked across her cheek, hard enough to snap her head sideways. A red handprint bloomed instantly.

“I didn’t ask for your cover, bitch. Who are you?”

Mrs. Reed’s whole body shuddered, violent tremors running from shoulders to knees. She tried to resist; Jaden could see it in the way her jaw clenched, the way her fingers twitched like she was fighting invisible chains. Then her eyes squeezed shut. One second. Two seconds. Three.

When they opened again, the vacancy was gone, replaced by unnatural, bubbly eagerness.

“Like, why are you even asking me that, honey dumplin’?” she giggled, voice pitched high and breathy. “I’m Blissy McTease. your eager and obedient love-****!”

Zack smiled, slow and satisfied.

“Good answer.”

He snapped his fingers again.

Mrs. Reed shook her head like she was waking from a nap and looked down at herself.

“Like, what the fuck, honey? Why am I still dressed like a prude?”

She grabbed the collar of her blouse and ripped, buttons popping, fabric tearing. The skirt followed, shimmied down her hips, kicked off with one heel. Underneath: nothing but a tiny black thong already soaked through. She jumped into Zack’s arms, legs wrapping around his waist, mouth crashing against his in a sloppy, hungry kiss.

“You’ll quit your job tomorrow,” Zack murmured against her lips. “Move into my house. Be my live-in sex toy. You don’t mind, do you?”

Blissy pulled back just enough to nod, exaggerated, frantic, head bobbing like a doll.

“Mmm-hmm! The principal will accept my resignation, right?” She giggled again, diving back in for another kiss.

Across the room, Elena tried to nod along, face still stuffed full of Rick’s cock, muffled in agreement.

Jaden felt the first hot tear spill over his lower lid. Then another. They tracked down his cheeks.

Nadia noticed immediately.

She leaned in, tongue flicking out to lick the tears off one cheek, slow, savoring.

“Mmm… tasty,” she purred. “Mommy will help you, sweetheart. Mommy will make it all better.”

She straightened slightly, still straddling him, pussy still grinding slow circles on his trapped cock and lifted the sleek metallic penlight.

Her thumb hovered over the button.

Jaden’s eyes widened.

She smiled, soft, maternal, loving and pressed it.

The violet-red beam struck him square in the forehead.

And everything went white.

Note:

I hope you enjoyed this story. I plan on writing side-stories and prequels for this story since it was enjoyed so much! You can find them early on Patreon when they get posted, along with chapters of my other stories before I share them publicly.

Part 3 of ‘The Reality Altering Gun’, a comic I made is also available for members $5 and above.

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