Submissive Interrogation

Sex-Man immediately collapsed to the floor, still in pain from the previous attack and also from the fatigue he felt. But he had triumphed!

Beside him, the **** sorceress lay face up, snoring softly. He felt relieved and victorious; he had accomplished a true feat by neutralizing the powerful Zatanna.

"Oh... I... did it... oi... I really have to reward Pamela for her ingenuity," he murmured, complaining of the pain.

He was grateful for the sleeping pill he installed in his watch; otherwise, he would still be struggling to subdue the witch. Then he noticed Z starting to fidget as if uncomfortable with something. Zack thought she would wake up any moment.

"Hmm... big cock... uhh... bad man's cock," she said in her sleep.

"Oh, that was it, that's good," he said, relieved.

Apparently, the effect of his powers was active on the witch; she was probably having some kind of wet dream about him.

But this wasn't over. Even though he had won, he still faced many unknowns beyond his control. What were the heroes' plans? Were there more superheroes in this ambush? Would he have to flee?

"What do I do? What do I do?" he asked himself as he stood up.

Hundreds of questions swirled through his mind. After a few minutes of intense analysis, he came to the most solid conclusion: he had to seek the answers from the only person who knew them.

He approached Zatanna, cupped her face with both hands to keep her from moving, and planted a strong Hypno-Kiss on her.

The kiss lasted a while, feeling the witch's body shudder in his arms before it transitioned into full-blown sexual intercourse. As he pulled away, he noticed that even with her eyes closed, she had the same vacant smile he'd seen on her two 'slaves'. It was a warning that her power was taking effect.

"Zatanna Zatara, can you hear me?" the young man asked as he stepped away from her.

He waited for her response for what seemed like decades, noticing a look of annoyance on her face until she spoke in a flat, monotonous voice.

"Hmm... I... yes... I heard you."

"Well, do you know who I am?" he asked, testing how much control he had over her.

This time, Zatanna bit her lower lip as if trying to hold back her words.

"Hmm... Henry... Burning... the evil man."

Zack deduced that this was because he had never told the hero his real name, and he was also surprised by her great resilience, so he tried another approach.

"No, Zatanna, you're wrong. I'm the man with the huge, juicy cock," he said, placing his hand on the witch's thigh.

Feeling the touch of his hand, her body relaxed, even spreading her legs further apart.

"Yes... The huge and juicy cock."

"That's, tell me one thing... Do you have any kind of spell or protection in your body?" he asked, reaching for her thigh.

"Hmm... no... grrr... no... I shouldn't..."

“Z, you have to answer; you don't make me feel disappointed,” I now had his hand, touching his crotch, capturing the heat he emanated.

“Hmm... If I have a spell that protects me to some extent from mental control... mmh... oooh... Wonder Woman suggested that I should use it.”

Be cursed, the Amazon, really that distrustful of him without even knowing his identity. But if his former boss did all this, what else could he do against him? He should find out.

“Okay, I order you to take off that annoying protection... You'll feel lighter and relieved.”

“No... I shouldn't... HMMMM.”

“Don't let me down, cutie. Don't you want to feel lighter?”

In a bolder move, Zack ran his tongue over her cheek, eliciting a soft moan from his victim.

“mmmmh... OOOHH... yessss... lighter.”

Suddenly, Zatanna opened her eyes. For a second, the young man thought she had freed herself from his control. But she was far from that, seeing the same glassy eyes she had with her two females.

Then the sorceress stood up, placed her hands on her head, and said the following:

"Edistuo.....Noitcetorp!"

A quick flash bathed her head, and when it ceased, her smile became even more exaggerated and silly.

"Yes...lighter...hmmm...free."

In response, Zack applauded, praising the witch's actions.

"Bravo, girl, well done! Now let's have a small conversation, yes?"

"Talk...hmmm...yes...if I want."

On the way to her, already face to face, she thought about the questions she would ask. She decided that it was better to know her entire plan.

"Zatanna, tell me everything you're planning against me."

"My orders...my orders were to find out everything possible about Power Girl's boyfriend...to use...to use my magic on him to see if he's somehow controlling her...Wonder Woman emphasized that I was to investigate thoroughly and not leave...not leave anything out," she said, still in a monotone, but it seemed as if she were giving a report to her superiors.

The witch had already told him more or less that much, although Zack had to acknowledge the Amazon's high level of distrust; he had to dig deeper.

"Interesting, but if you discovered she controlled Power Girl, what would you do?"

"If the suspicions about you turned out to be correct and you were a danger to my friend, I had orders to arrest you, find a way to free Karen from your control, and send a message to Wonder Woman. If I don't do that in less than an hour, she'd assume I was in danger and come immediately with a team of heroes."

A ghostly expression appeared on our protagonist's face when she heard that last part. There was no way she wanted to face an entire team of brave heroes. She didn't feel remotely prepared for a confrontation of such magnitude, since that was her ultimate goal.

She would have to find a reasonable solution to avoid conflict.

"Zatanna, what if I didn't turn out to be a danger?"

Another pause in her response indicated that the witch was going over the plan in her mind.

“False alarm… if the suspicions resulted in a false alarm, then I would send a different message… this one would say, ‘Everything is in order, false alarm… then I would erase your and Karen’s memories,” the emotionless hero explained.

Sex-Man smiled in relief, now clear about his next order.

“I order you to send the false alarm message to Wonder Woman right now.”

Zatanna got to work with great speed, performing a strange sleight of hand before once again displaying her magic.

“Drib Regnessem!”

And out of nowhere, a kind of bird appeared, resembling a canary but shaped like a bluish flame. For a moment, Zack imagined he was seeing a Patronus from Harry Potter or something similar, especially when the witch brought the bird close to his face and said,

"False alarm, everything’s fine." With that, the blue bird flew through the mansion’s walls.

“It's done, Henry... the message will get to Wonder Woman quickly... and she'll think everything's normal here.”

“Good work, girl.”

Now the young man could breathe easy; it was a huge weight lifted from his shoulders. He turned to Power Girl, who remained in the same place he'd left her, unfazed by all the twists and turns that occurred before her eyes.

Even though he knew she was fine, it felt very sad to see her in that state. He had grown quite fond of her for all the things she'd done for him. He also looked at his watch and calculated that he had 1:25 left before the Hypno-Kiss ended. He had to think quickly about his next moves.

“Zatanna has now ordered you to remove the charm from Power Girl.”

“Okay... Henry.”