Climaxing disables your powers

With your hips occasionally shuddering in the blonde’s grasp, she issues an order. “Now that you’ve experienced climax, why don’t you try using your powers again?” Too tired to question the wisdom of following your enemy’s instructions, you do so. Nothing happens. It’s different from when your powers were weakened, though. Even then, you could at least make a connection with her mind, it was just really weak. But now, your powers won’t manifest at all. You concentrate as hard as you can, which isn’t saying much considering the lust you’re stewing in, but you still get nothing. Your distress paints itself plainly on your face for Lady Cinder to see.

“I see… I see! So it seems our dear supervillain loses the ability to use her powers after she experiences an orgasmic peak.” But that can’t be! There’s no way your powers would have such an indecent weakness!

“Noooooo…” you object, more at the universe than at her.

Still keeping your smallish stick nice and warm in her hand, she replies, “Oh yes. Making you ejaculate certainly seems to be the secret to defeating you. Truth be told, you’re the first self-proclaimed ‘supervillain’ this city has seen. And I am quite pleased to see that you’re such an interesting one.” She laughs. You’re relieved when she releases you from her grasp, but your relief is immediately replaced with shame as she wipes both her hands against your exposed midriff, leaving your own semen on your skin as a mark of your first sexual encounter, as well as your first defeat.

“Are you… going to take me to jail?” you ask worriedly.

“Hmm… I certainly should. However…” She eyes your sex-flushed figure, your breathing heavy as your cock bounces up and down with occasional orgasmic aftershocks. “…I believe I will make an exception this time. After all, if you can’t use your powers, a girl like you is as harmless as a kitten. By the way, I don’t believe you gave a proper introduction. What is your name, Little Ms. Supervillain?”

“I’m…” It dawns on you that you didn’t even come up with a supervillain name. How could you have forgotten about something like that? What a blunder! “Nevermind…” you mutter.

“Never Mind? I like it, it’s cute. Please, do feel free to attempt more crimes, so that I might practice- I mean, subjugate you again, Never Mind.” The pristine heroine stands up and departs, leaving you sitting on the ground, sticky and defeated.

“I’ll get you next time…”