A Little Bump In The Road

Rob had just returned home from a long, rewarding day of classes with his school-sluts, now prepared to enjoy a quiet, relaxing evening with his house-sluts. He barely managed to step through the doors before being mobbed by part of his harem, the object of worship of the enslaved women, each jockeying for even an iota of affection from him. The compliments and fawning and heated, lingering touches were all part of his routine now, Rob tuning it all out as he thought of what he (and they) should do for the evening. It had been some time since he had put his girls through any sort of trial or competition, so maybe something like that was in order. He could even have his unconverted xeno-sluts bare witness to these lewd games, seeing if that would trigger their enslavement. Yeah...

Then, from out of nowhere, Darth Talon rushed him, wielding a butcher's knife.

She moved as swift and silent as a shadow, to the point that Rob barely had time to feel fear before she was upon him, baleful yellow eyes full of hatred while the rest of her face was bereft of emotion, an icy cold countenance upon fiery red flesh. That would have been the end, then and there, of Rob Daily and his perverted exploits, if not for the fact several of his ladies were flocked around him.

As fast as Talon was, Tifa and Chun-Li proved to be faster, even in the ridiculous high-heels they loved to wear (because their Master loved them in such footwear). On six-inch stilettos and with lightning speed, the two dark-haired beauties intercepted the would-be Sith assassin, Chun-Li kicking the knife from her out-stretched arm and then snapping her leg inward, heel and stiletto striking across Talon's chin. Tifa followed up with a one-two combo of a stiff jab to the stomach and then a hook to the side of the hide. Talon hardly made a sound, but collapsed to the ground in a heap, whereupon Urbosa was quick to smother her and mount up, pinning the Twi'lek to the ground.

Time stood still for a tense moment before it all crashed together back into forward movement, everything hitting Rob all at once. He was shaken, this being the first time in a long time he had felt fear or loss of control. If Shulkie and Cersei and Nami weren't gathered about him at the moment, he was certain he would have fallen over himself, his legs feeling like water.

"You're okay, my lord. This little... fiend is of no harm to you now." Urbosa said, obviously aware of her Master's fear, attempting to allay the situation. She and Tifa had assumed positions atop Talon in case of anything, but Chun-Li strangely looked quite bashful.

"Oh, forgive me sir..." She fell to her knees, fully prostrating herself. "That wasn't very ladylike was it?"

Rob babbled an answer, failing to find his voice, when two more women hurried onto the scene?

"What the hell happened here?" Zatanna exclaimed, powerful strides on long legs carrying her quickly. Following behind her was Zarya, Captain Amelia slung over her shoulder.

"She tried to attack the Master." Tifa said, contemptuously glaring down at Talon. Her wine-red eyes then darted to Zarya and the catgirl. "And you guys?"

"I found this one scurrying along the rooftops." Zarya explained, bluntly. "I think she was planning an avenue of escape." Amelia stirred and groaned, while Zarya scrunched her face up in disgust. "Why do these horrible women resist the Master and his will? Why do we put up with such ungrateful guests in our home?"

"A very good question, dear Zarya..." Zatanna was quick to survey the scene and the aftermath, dark eyes heavy with thought as usual. But, her first instinct was still towards Rob. She shooed away the other women and took him in her arms, stroking his back and offering a smile. "Are you alright, my love?"

"Y-yeah. Yes. I'm fine, Zee...." Rob finally managed to say, even surprised by how he sounded. "I, um... I know..."

"I'm not mad. I won't say 'I told you so'." Zatanna offered a cheeky smile and then a balm in the form of a kiss. "Just sit back and let me handle this. You had a scare, so go and sit down and relax. Play a game, watch a movie, draw something, pound a slut. Anything you want. We'll handle this."

Rob nodded numbly, feeling a little odd to have his agency thwarted by a woman who was his ****, yet he felt very relieved to have someone like Zatanna looking after him. To have Tifa and Urbosa and Zarya to protect him. To have the others to comfort and console him. He figured he could let up on the reigns of power if it meant being loved and cared for like this.

Still, before retreating and recovering, Rob lingered to watch Zatanna snap out a series of orders, taking charge of the situation with such easy assuredness, as if she had been born to be a harem mistress.

"Zarya, take Amelia and put her down in a bed somewhere. We'll deal with her later. The bigger problem is this red bitch. Tifa, Urbosa - follow me and bring her with you. We'll lock her up and be sure to fix her. No one threatens the Master and gets away with it."