NOT A CAPTAIN ANYMORE

It would be fun, to make the Great Peggy Carter dance around, shaking her ass and flashing her tits every time I sat down to do a sudoku puzzle. But I needed greater access to SHIELD and Peggy thinking that I was her superior, would give me that access. I already had one trait which allowed me to manipulate her, but I would have a hard time making her betray her co-workers by using mental health excuses. With this trait, I could make her think I was more important than her actual boss. And that was important.

Everything had gone smoothly so far, but if Peggy started acting too differently too quickly, then Mariah might suspect mind control. I had to get control of her and by extension, SHIELD, before they could realize I'd wormed my way into their system. Once I did, I'd also have access to confidential information and an army of female spies to do my bidding.

And Black Widow...she hadn't officially worked for SHIELD since the ULTRON debacle. Documents about just how many **** missions she'd carried out had been uploaded to the internet and she'd had to go into hiding. But no one left SHIELD and Widow must have been too valuable and too competent to just take out with a sniper. No, she was still somewhere in the vast system of secrets and if I could get access to her. Well, according to what had been uploaded, the girl had already gone through brainwashing once. She might be easier to crack than she seemed.

I selected "NOT A CAPTAIN ANYMORE" and watched as the profile on Peggy updated with her new trait. Then I quickly skimmed over the upgrade options.

For Peggy they were like this:

-BUT MAYBE YOU’RE RIGHT…-

The subject will become very open to suggestions that the user makes regarding their mental health/psychology, and will begin believing whatever the user says to be true. These suggestions will not take hold instantaneously, but will instead gestate slowly in the subject's psyche until they can no longer deny that it is true. Any suggestions made outside the area of mental health/psychology will not take effect.

Level II: Once per week, the user will now be able to prescribe a "cure" for psychological ailments, real and fake, which the subject supposedly ails from. Once a cure is prescribed, the subject must partake in it at least once per day. Only one cure can be in effect at a time and cures cannot involve the subject harming themselves or others.

-NOT A CAPTAIN ANYMORE-

This choice will cause the subject to doubt their own capabilities and believe they are unworthy of their post. The subject will now view the user as of a higher rank than them and as such will feel the need to impress them and to carry out the user's orders, provided those orders can be justified as being committed in the name something the subject values.

Level II: The subject will now not only doubt their own capabilities but those of authority figures other than the user. They will also now allow the user to punish them physically or sexually, if they feel they have failed to follow orders given by the user. The subject will only accept punishments proportional to the level of failure, with the level of punishments accepted increased the higher the submission points are.

And for Kara there was only this:

-CHOOSE MY FETISH FOR ME!-

This choice will add a new field to the victim’s profile called ‘FETISH’ that can be edited by the user. Whatever the user inputs into this field will immediately become the victim’s new fetish. This change will be completely inexplicable to them, but they will suddenly be aware of it when they begin fantasizing about the user’s imputed fetish. The victim will also find that masturbating to thoughts, images, or videos of their new fetish will feel more pleasurable, as well as sex where that fetish is indulged. Orgasming while indulging in this fetish will also be more intense and pleasurable.

The user may alter the ‘FETISH’ field whenever they wish. Any changes will take hold immediately. The user may also enter whatever they wish into the field, no matter how specific or ridiculous the entry might be. (For Example: if the user enters CLOWNS MAKING BALLOON ANIMALS into the ‘FETISH’ field, the victim will inexplicably become aroused while watching clowns making balloon animals.)

CURRENT FETISH: Misogyny

Level II: The user may now enter two fetishes to the FETISH area of the subject's profile. This fetish has the same effect as the first. Additionally, the two fetishes combine, so that when both are satisfied, the amount of pleasure the subject gains from them is even more intense.

None of them particularly caught my eye. The upgrade for the trait I'd just chosen for Peggy would be useful for my plans, but I also knew that once her submission points were high enough, Peggy would let me punish her anyway. I decided to keep the upgrades on the back-burner until I got more points.

Now, it was time to give Kara a call.

KARA

"Oh, c'mon....c'mon..." Kara lay reclined in her bed, legs sprawled, one hand between her legs, working feverishly, the other underneath her costume, pawing at her tit. She had been masturbating so long that her whole body now ached. But she kept going anyway. She needed to cum. She couldn't concentrate, she couldn't do her job, let alone face the Patriarch with how hopped up she was on this weird kink.

"Please...c'mon, you stupid bitch!" Kara finally said, slapping her own pussy and somehow getting more out of the words she'd called herself. "C'mon! Cum! Cum like the useless little slut you are!" She demanded, as she continued to slap and rub her leaking cunt.

BRRRRING! BRRRRING!

"DAMNIT!" Kara yanked her hand away and lay on the bed, listening to her phone ring, on her bedside night-stand. She knew that the call was probably important. She knew that she needed to pick it up and find out if it was Gerry, with a new lead. She knew that the fate of the city could depend on it...

But she also knew that she had been masturbating for the past three days, and had not yet cum. She rolled over, humping her mattress and fondling her own tit. Thinking about how **** she was, how exposed. If a man came in here and found her like this...he'd know that she was Super Girl. And he'd know how much of a slut Super Girl was.

She'd have **** but to do whatever he wanted, just to stop him from exposing her secret identity. She would have to serve him, to let him...use her.

BRRRRING! BRRRING!

Kara sighed and rolled over. It wasn't like she was going to climax anyway and she knew she had to stop before she broke the fucking bed.

"Hello?" She said, breathlessly, still wiping a strand of sweaty blond hair out of her eyes as she picked up the phone.

"Hey Kara. I've got another tip for Super Girl. I don't think she'll like it though..."

It was Gerry. Of course it was Gerry. Gerry, who was just trying to help. And who she personally blamed for her current, infuriating frustration. Gerry who (she hoped) was about to send her good friend Super Girl on another debasing wild goose chase.

She had to bite her lip, to stop from moaning.