Need some muscle…lets start with the Ultimawomen…But first, prep.

“You’ll handle Big Ben, but you’ll need some backup. The Ultimawomen would make good Ultimahenches for you, don’t you think?” Ultraboy asked.

“Sooo good, you have no idea how much I wanted to make them into my Ultimabitches back when Pleasure was dating Ultimagirl. The only one I want more is Ultramom.” She paused, looking at Ultraboy curiously.

“All in good time. She’s going to see what I’m capable of, what she raised, before anything about her changes, before I let you remake her…” Ultraboy’s voice trailed off, but he shook himself, as if (or perhaps merely as) he awoke from an intense dream, a personal fantasy, a need that had never before been vocalized. “But for now, I don’t know about you, but I need a nap and jailbreaks are best done under cover of darkness.”

“And not in bright colors.” Victoria agreed with a teasing wave at his costume that did interesting things to her naked form, though she didn’t have the breasts of an Ultimamom, or a Teddy, she still bounced invitingly.

“True. Have any new costume ideas?” Ultraboy asked.

“A few. I designed Pleasure’s and Taboo’s.”

“Those were good. Plans, then bed.” Ultraboy ordered.

“Me, or Teddy?” Victoria asked.

“You. Always you, if we’re to be sleeping, though I won’t promise I won’t take Teddy to bed for…other reasons.” Ultraboy said, dropping a possessive and condescending kiss on the top of her head.

The smile she gave was brilliant and he retired to the bedroom, to call his mother and let her know everything was fine, he had a plan. He awoke a handful of hours later, fully recovered and with a delightfully still naked woman pressed against his side. It was a nice way to wake up, but he had to get to work. His new number two had left him a duralexx outfit, all in black, with a full face mask (he must have transported it from their apartment, though he hadn’t noticed it at the time), along with a sketch for a new costume, all in black and blood red, more bloodspatter than patterned. He wrote a single word on the bottom of the page. “Yes.” And went to find out how the Ultimabitches kept getting out of prison.

Flight took him nearby and supersenses let him know when to duck, when to hide and Ultraboy found his way towards the super-section of the jail. He paused right outside the supervisor’s office as he could hear a voice he recognized inside, not the supervisors, cruel and dominant, commanding the supervisor to bend and spread ‘em…

Silent cursing filled his head as he realized how they’d get out and regretting the time he’d spent with that supervisor, discussing potential ways to leash those sluts. They would all regret crossing him…no, that was supervillain talk. They would all pay their debt to society in service. But first, where was the other Ultimaslut and which one was in with the supervisor?