No... Another Game

The scene was magnificent for Zack. Poison Ivy, a sensual, world-famous supervillain, was on all fours, desperately begging to be "fucked" like the whore she was.

As humiliating and outrageous as it was for the redhead, her desire to be "fucked" must have been even greater. But Zack remembered what Karen had told him and also wanted to explore his powers further, to see how much he could manipulate Pam.

"Ha ha ha... it must be extremely difficult for you to be in a situation like this... prostrate before me, but I have another punishment for you, an even more fun one."

Poison Ivy's face was that of a scared little girl seeing a monster when she heard his words.

"What...what...are you thinking of doing to me...ggrrr...so...just FUCK ME...mmmm...that's what you want."

"Calm down, calm down. First we'll role-play, okay? Honestly, it won't be anything you haven't done before...he he he."

"What the fuck..."

Without giving her a chance to answer, Zack bombarded her with an enormous amount of his pheromones, to the point that Pam was completely enveloped in thick red smoke.

“OooooooooooooooooO.”

“Stand up, bitch… stand before your Owner.”

Poison Ivy sprang to her feet in front of Zack.

“Listen very carefully, Poison Ivy. By snapping my fingers for the last four hours, you'll forget everything about me. You won't know me at all,” Zack said, imposing his will.

“Ggrrr… forget… all about… mmm… Zack Zero… ooooh,” Pam murmured reluctantly.

“Okay, ****… you'll think you're here to rob this house because that's what you are: a villain, but you won't notice my presence at all.”

“Aah… I'm a… sniff… villain… and… sniff… I'm robbing this house… sniff… and I won't notice your presence,” she said, more convinced.

“The longer you're robbed, Pam, the more and more aroused you'll get, and you'll crave a good cock between your legs.”

“When you rob… I'll get more and more aroused… Sniff… I'll crave… a good cock inside me,” Pam said, already surrendered.

It all seemed like those crazy hypnosis stories where the victim repeated their Owner's orders like a zombie.

"When I speak, you'll notice my presence immediately. You'll be the same old Poison Ivy. You can mock me and threaten me all you want, but you know you mustn't hurt me."

"Ahhh... when I hear you, I'll notice your presence... but not hurt you."

"Obviously, you'll notice my little friend down there, and even if you deny it with all your might, the truth is that you're dying to have it in your pussy."

"I... I'll deny it... but I'll crave your cock... your cock."

"And when I say, 'Bitch Ivy,' all that lust trapped inside you will completely dominate you, and the only thing you'll steal from here is my cum. You'll be a crazy nymphomaniac who won't understand what's going on, but who knows deep down that the best thing is"

“Bitch Ivy… I’ll be a crazy nymphomaniac for your delicious and nutritious cum.”

He didn’t say those last words. Zack thought it was her mind remembering the taste of his seed. The red smoke had almost completely dissipated, leaving Poison Ivy with a look of silly happiness.

“Okay, ****, ready for the game?” Zack said, raising his right hand.

“Yes… I am.”

“3… 2… 1… 0.”

CHASSIS!