Another way to get her power…

“Given the circumstances, it seems…improbably that I will be able to sacrifice you at the moment. But that doesn’t mean I won’t escape from wherever they detain me. And now I know your soul. Finding you will not be difficult.”

Ah, she didn’t know that I knew that she was on the clock. Fair enough, I could rip away that bargaining chip, if I needed to, but I wasn’t sure what she could offer if she was agreeing not to sacrifice me.

I shrugged, playing the part of dumb thug as best I could. “Okay, so I should ask around to try to find someone to whack you wherever you end up? Thanks for the warning!”

Her grin was a reminder that in most species, baring your teeth is a threat and the walls rippled, as did the floor, which raised the question of how I was standing when I could go through everything else, but I pushed that aside.

“You will not desire to do that,” she said, stepping towards me, her admittedly limited clothing vanishing as she stood before me, totally naked, except for a gold choker.

I let my jaw drop and visibly adjusted my rapidly expanding bulge. Again, I was so articulate, saying something like ‘wow’ or ‘huh.’ Playing the idiot was a lot of fun and not having to pretend everything was under control was strangely relaxing.

She smirked at my reaction and stepped forward, which made it obvious she was bald everywhere. “Have you ever heard of Tantra?”

I blinked, “Uh, that drink from the 80s?”

She stared at me for a moment with utter contempt. “Tantric?”

“Oh, that oriental sex stuff?” I asked, trying to see how far I could push her.

She actually closed her eyes. “Tantra is so much more than that!”

”Then why are you naked?” I asked innocently. That was too far.

She blinked and glared at me. “You are mocking me!”

I shrugged. We plunged into darkness and unpleasant sounds, lights, scents…but no touches, or tastes. Why was that? It was hard to focus, but after about a minute, I realized the obvious, she could control those for me because I let her, I’d just been following along. When I focused on the temple and remembered it…that was what I saw, heard and smelled. I hadn’t believed she could touch me, so she couldn’t.

She frowned as I stopped panicking. “You are more intelligent than you appear.”

“Thanks, I guess. Now, you were making me an offer?”

“You do not wish to be sacrificed. There is an alternative, one we can complete here.”

“Sex?”

“A tantric sexual ritual. I have studied these in some depth. We can complete the ritual inside my mind. We will eventually have to repeat it in the material world, but there will be no need for any sacrifice.”

I glared at her. “See, that sounds real nice and my dick definitely says yes, but if that’s true, why would you ever bother with sacrifices? I doubt you have any problems getting men to agree to fuck you.”

“This is not that. It is a specific ritual, yes, with sexual components, which must be followed. This one won’t even involve touching each other, as we cannot, here. The second version will, yes, involve penetrative sex.”

“Uh, when you say penetrative--”

“You penetrating me, alas.”

“Still, you could probably hire people, Gotham has no shortage of hookers. Still not seeing why **** is necessary.”

“It can’t just be anyone. It has to be you.” I swelled and she gave me a look. “Because you are the one who interfered with my plans. The only special thing about you is where you happened to be.”

“Fine. So, the deal is, I do this ritual--”

“We do this ritual.”

“Then I help you get out.”

“We help each other get out.”

“Then you go off to prison.”

“If the Batman can capture me.”

“Then when you get released--”

“Or escape.”

“You’ll contact me and arrange a time for us to complete this ritual.”

“And you will not report me to anyone, or tell anyone about the rituals.”

“And neither of the rituals will not hurt me, in any way. Nor will you, before, after, or during the rituals,” I finally stuck my own conditions on there.

“So long as you complete the rituals satisfactorily.”

“Which we’ll take as many attempts at as we need to and the rituals will be reasonably doable for a human man like me. No orgasm ten times in ten minutes or anything and no making me cum than whining at me that I came too early or anything.”

She sneered at me. “Problems? Well, don’t worry, magic can solve them.”

“Not without my permission.” I glared until she nodded. “Fine. We have a deal. What’s next?”

AN: Posting early as I'll be unavailable all weekend...