Mercenary work

<!--StartFragment-->As I returned to Zatanna and Hawk Girl I found Zatanna humming to herself well making little flicks and flourishes with her wand.

“She is beset by strange magics.” She said to me without giving me much if her attention.

“Not just a school of magic I am unfamiliar with, but an entire branch. Its woven into her soul” she sounded truly fascinated.

“How’s that help me?” I asked, stretching my arms above my head and trying to work out the cramps in my legs.

“Im just gonna make this easier for both of us” she said with a sigh as grey smoke swirled around us.

We were in a control room again but this time it had a screen.

“There are 3 strands to this….curse? Blessing?” Zatanna said, still sounding both fascinated and perturbed by her discovery.

“the first is that upon **** she is reincarnated, most of her memories locked but revealing themselves as she ages.

The second makes her gravitate towards and fall deeply in love with a man I don’t know, presumably someone with a similar curse.

The third is that one will always die not long after they find each other.”

Three strands were shown on screen, the second had a picture of her on one end with a shadowy figure on the other.

“Because of the reincarnation cycle, her soul is exceedingly powerful and experienced, the kind of mind control I used on Powerless Girl won’t work on her”

I let out a long sigh, “is this you trying to break the news that we can’t keep her? I really want to get a birdcage to keep her in, I think it would be funny”

“I cant make any promises, but I have an idea that might let you have her.” She pointed to the shadowy figure on the screen. “if I **** your image into her brain here, she should fall in love with you no matter what. The problem is, I have no idea what happens if she encounters the real man afterwards” I could see it all over her face, desperately screaming in her own mind to stop talking.

The backfire of stealing Hawk Girls voice seems to make it harder for her to stay silent.

“you can do that? Rewrite ancient magic you don’t understand?” I asked skeptically.

In her hand appeared a locket, she opened it and showed a picture of the shadow figure.

“The way the spell renews is by sliding a new picture into the locket over top of the old one. I won’t be rewriting the spell at all, just dropping your picture on the stack. Because it doesn’t interact with the third strand you would probably be giving them both a break from the never ending cycle of **** and rebirth. They might not meet this trip around and both live a full….well, a long life anyway” at the end she looked at the bound woman who would likely live a life of suffering and servitude now.

“fuck it, slot me in, Bird Bitch can be my new pet” I said squatting down in front of her.

I touched her cheek with my palm, her caramel colored skin warm to the touch but her brown eyes large and vacant.

“It will take time, but due to the curse she will be unable to feel anything but growing love for you. Keep her secured for at least a few days before you trust her too much” Zatanna said as she finished her mental tinkering with a booming cry of “refsnart evoL”

My phone rang. What the fuck does Slade want?

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(All teen titans are 18+)

Slade Wilson, aka deathstroke had, and I cannot stress this enough, a colossal hate boner for Robin. I think he’s going by Nightwing now.

Either way, he has some plan to invade their HQ but he needed them out of it.

He spent 20 minutes explaining his overly intricate plan with elaborate rug pulls and misdirection but the important part is, Robin, Beast boy, Cyborg and Raven are on a spaceship heading for a space station orbiting Europa.

Your welcome.

Starfire had been left behind to handle anything that came up well they were gone.

He knew I had lots of success with subduing women and wanted to subcontract that part of it to me.

As payment I demanded to keep her when she was finished being a pawn.

The titans were a day out from the station and Slade wants to use videos and threats toward Starfire as a way to keep them there.

“Any of you bitches ever work with Starfire?’ I asked to my growing harem.

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“Friend Supergirl, I had heard you were missing, I am glad you have been found. Your clothes look interesting but isn’t the skirt covering the wrong part?”

There was so much innocence in her voice, the slight tilt of her head, the crinkles at the sides of her eyes. She 100% believed this was a normal situation.

“Its for my boyfriend” Superwhore replied with a giggle, “because he likes it, I wear it like this.”

Boyfriend? Is that something she’s saying as part of the deceit or is that what she actually thinks of me. She has been more and more happy to see me and I never needed anything more then the Kryptonite for her.

That horny slut is easily the most mentally balanced among them.

Superman is gonna save her and a few weeks later I’m gonna get a “u up” text from her at this rate.

I tuned back into their back and forth to hear Superwhore giving her lots of terrible dating advice.

“You should always listen to men about what to wear, they are the ones who are going to be appreciating it after all. Unless, are you looking for women to appreciate it?” she asked with a wink and slid herself closer to the orange skinned alien.

“I should ask Friend Robin about changes to my costume, I want all of my friends to appreciate my clothes but his especially” orange can blush it turns out, the admission seeming to surprise even herself.

“are the gems in your….decorations…are they not made out of multiple substances that are dangerous to you?” Starfire asked, staring at Superwhore’s tits.

“Not all of them are dangerous, some of them feel really good, I could make YOU feel really good if you want me too” she answered, trying very hard to flirt with the young woman who’s mother clearly took too much alien Tylenol.

“How?” she asked with genuine curiosity.

“Later” I interrupted. That show sounded awesome actually but it would have to wait at least a few hours. Slade needed his first video.

“we need your help, we’re making videos to help women, showing men the do’s and don’ts of how to treat women.” Superwhore was very confident that she would jump at the chance. I’m not going to think too hard about the fact that I’m taking advice from someone I’ve actively made into a dumb slut.

“That sounds very useful” she said, bouncing on her feet a little, “of course ill help, what do we need to film first?”

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We stepped through Zatanna’s portal into a soundstage I rented for the day.

I played with the settings on the camera well Zatanna took her aside, “I can help boost your acting ability, a simple charm to make one charming. You must accept it though, I can’t place it without approval.” She sold it perfectly, talking about charms and consent.

The small purple rune floated toward the center of her forehead and she smiled. It vanished in a wisp as it made contact.

“Lets do a screen test, say something like, oh, I don’t know… Don’t worry about me, save yourselves, ill be ok. Yeah, say that, put some feeling behind it.

“oh, um, right ok” she said, blinking rapidly before saying her lines without complaint. Probably a little over dramatic but hey, I’m not going for an Oscar here.

“so, we’re going to film the Don’ts first, and then after that we will film the Do’s. Now I’m about to say and do several very rude things to you, and I want to apologize in advance because I won’t be able to break character well were filming. If you find yourself uncomfortable please tell us afterwards and we may even be able to use that in future videos we make” I tried so hard not to smile well saying it all, to look sympathetic and sorry for what I was about to do. Apparently it was convincing enough.

“Thank you for the courtesy but I am well versed in, what was the expression? Turning around my cheeks” she looked so proud of herself. When I finish with her she is definitely going to be well versed in turning around her cheeks.

The first “Don’t” that we filmed turned out to be mine, I walked forward and slapped her in the face, my goal was to make her stagger to the side or even fall over. Instead I broke my hand in three places and confused her.

Fucking aliens man, are there any hot alien bitches that are naturally weak willed sluts or what?

I apologized to her for the interruption and took a quick aside with Zatanna.

She healed it quickly and completely, the magic also making my back hurt less and that weird pop in my shoulder to go away.

We consulted about ways to enhance my strength.

Turns out there are tons of ways to magical jack up my strength, most of them wouldn’t even really have backfires, physical enhancement is often the first magics taught to apprentices due to their overall simplicity.

One if them though was “misogynistic power” when used against a woman, you will always be strong enough to beat her in a test of strength” and since it was being cast by a woman, Zatanna would never again be able to beat a man at anything.

She begged, she pleaded, Mascara was staining her tits from the tears of raw panic.

Her eyes snapped to her hand as it slowly rose.

“please, no” she whimpered pathetically as the magic flowed through her and she felt her place in the universe drop several notches.

Holy crap, power feels fucking awesome.

After a deep breath we returned to find Starfire patiently waiting where I left her.

“Sorry about that, forgot something important” I said walking back in front of her.

She opened her mouth to reply but I yelled “Action” and knocked her sideways onto the ground with another slap, this one much more effective then the last.

“Perfect” I said looking down at her well she rubbed her cheek, light wetness in her eyes hidden by the green glow.

“now get up so we can film the next one” my smile was less joyful and more sadistic.

She made this adorable little eep before getting back to her feet “that was considerably more forceful then I expected” she said, still rubbing at her cheek.

“That’s why we needed someone like you” Superwhore said from the sidelines, “could you imagine what would happen to a normal woman who got hit like that?”. I….I never told her to say that. Jesus, is she more under my control or less then I think she is?

“couldn’t you just hit them softer? Or pretend? It is a movie after all, don’t they usually just pretend for those?” she clearly wasn’t hurt, just confused and surprised.

“OH, I’m surprised by that, I didn’t think you would believe women deserve to be hit without warning or reason.” I said, trying to sound disappointed.

“what?” she said, eyes going wide. “of course they shouldn’t!”

“then what’s the problem, this is a DON’T video after all, so unless you think this kind of behavior is appropriate I don’t understand what your complaining about. So unless you want to tell me why beating women is acceptable to you, let’s start the next video” my tone made it clear there was no wiggle room. Zatanna’s gullibility hex should have her unable to think of any solution other then to admit women should get beaten at random.

“…what’s next” she said with a weary sigh.