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“Oh… no, I never thought… uh… that someone like… you… would submit to me… Damn… anything you do… melts me… Mmmm… WHAT ARE YOU?”

Poison Ivy lay face down on the bed, panting and not understanding what had just happened to her. Zack, reaffirming his authority over her, grabbed her by the hair again.

“I'm your Owner, and now that I've defeated you, I can do whatever I please to you,” Zack said with malicious intent.

Her eyes widened in horror at his words as she shook her head.

“No… no… I'm Poison Ivy… Hmm… I will never submit to… to your commands… even if your… delicious cock drives me crazy,” Pam said doubtfully.

Zack laughed at her like a superhero from a movie. He was amused by how Poison Ivy thought she still had some kind of control over the situation… How wrong she was!

“Ha ha ha ha… silly girl, you have no idea how wrong you are. Do you want proof?… Tell me who you are.”

At first, she hesitated to answer, but then, like a flash, she responded.

"I'm... just a... horny bitch," Pam spat.

Shocked, she covered her mouth. You could see on her face what had led her to say that.

"Say it again... with more conviction."

"I'm just a horny bitch."

"Louder!"

"I'M JUST A HORNY BITCH!" she yelled in alarm.

By this time, the villain's little hope was shattered by his own words. Satisfied with proving his point, he let go of Pam's hair, and she buried her head in defeat on the bed.

"See... I can do whatever the hell I want to you, and soon you'll thank me for it."

"That's... impossible... never... ever..."

To his surprise, he heard Pamela begin to sob from the humiliation and degradation she was suffering.

"Oh... is the villain crying... ha ha ha... it's the first time I've seen one... you look so pathetic, but I already have the cure."

He flipped her over again, lifted her left leg so high that it rested on his shoulder, and fucked her pussy again.

“GGGRRRRRRRRRRRR”

“With this, you'll respect me more.”

Poison Ivy's elasticity was greater than Power Girl's, so much so that her leg exceeded 90 degrees with each thrust he delivered.

“HHHHHMMM….HHHMMM…HHHMMM….HHHMMM”

Not content with that, he pushed her little by little until her head hit the wall from his thrusts.

“That's fun, bitch… because I'm YOUR OWNER.”

“HHHMMM….MY…OWNER…GGGGMMM”

The brutal fucking drove Pam to a frenzy of madness and passion. She laughed, letting herself be carried away by the pleasure, her eyes rolled back, and her skin displayed all her pheromones.

“I'M YOUR OWNER”

“MMM…MMM…YOU'RE MY OWNER AAAHHHHHH”

“AND YOU'RE MY…****”

“I'M…MMM…YOUR ****…****…AAAAAA”

He held her breast tightly and ejaculated inside her, while his thick, addictive semen reached every corner of her womb. Pam was in heaven, a series of orgasms hitting her one after the other, stripping away her few defenses.

“OOOOOH...YES...YES...YES...YES...I'M COMING...I'M COMING...IT'S THE BEST...YES”

Zack pulled out of her to better contemplate his results. Poison Ivy was convulsing with a smile of happiness bigger than if she had just robbed a bank. She arched her body in an almost circular motion, then suddenly got into the fetal position, all while still coming.

“OOOOOH...YES...WHAT JOY...HOW RICH...THIS MILK...AAYYYYYYYY...I WANNA FEEL THIS...FOREVER...AAAAAAAH”

The young man looked at his watch and saw that it was already after 12:00 PM. He estimated that more than three hours had passed since he started their role-play. He knew from experience that once his enhanced seed entered her body, there was no turning back. Now the villain was his forever…

Poison Ivy writhed for almost half an hour between gasps and loud moans, slowly coming back to her senses… well, almost, since that exaggerated smile wouldn't go away.

“Hmm… God… your seed is… SUPER… give me more, I need it.”

Pamela barely crawled toward him. Any trace of hatred or anger had completely dissolved; all she saw was enormous devotion and love in his green eyes.

“Of course… but ask properly,” Zack said, satisfied.

It didn’t take the redhead more than a microsecond to respond.

“Give me more of your precious semen… Owner Sex-Man,” she said, leaning in.

“Very, very good… go ahead.”