Team Meeting

Barbara was sitting on her heels between Jason's widespread thighs as he lounged upon the couch. His thick and potent length was resting back against the palm of her hand as she pressed in and delivered sweet kisses and little teasing licks to both his bulbous sac and the underside of his shaft.

She'd always enjoyed giving head, making Dick squirm and pant and almost beg for release when she got him to the edge. The power she held over him in that moment was so naughty and fun. Doing the same with her Master tickled some of those same pleasure centers in her mind. Even more so given the shear disparity of the power dynamic in their relationship. With her boyfriend, they were equals, the only difference being the subconscious level that society placed a man above a woman. With her Master, she was an order of magnitude 'lower', an obedient pet to her Master, serving his every whim and desire. So getting the chance to see her Master twitch and pant and almost beg for release, that was where the sweetest enjoyment came from.

Not that, that was what she was doing now. Right now she was just gently worshiping his big beautiful dick and him at a pace that allowed for him to concentrate on the important discussion taking place as well as underline his superiority to them all.

Barbara was a excellent multi-tasker though and she was following the conversation and taking part in it well enough, her only real discomfort from the fact that she was the only fully nude person in the room and her positioning had both her holes in full view of the others.

Hawkgirl was speaking, "One of my concerns is just the fact that I'm spending so much time with you, Jason. At least in terms of drawing attention to you. Having the Birds of Prey, Green Arrow and Nightwing return to their normal routines for the most part should make their enslavement much less noticeable. But my power as well as my status as a former member of the Justice League will necessarily cause various organizations to keep tabs on my whereabouts."

"What about just putting it out there that you're just banging Jason for what it is?" added Oliver flippantly, "Enjoying that BHC-"

"BHC?" asked Shayera even as Dinah scoffed loudly at her fiance's behavior.

"Big human cock, boss. Come on. It's good. Everyone knows you've got that Earthie fever. You went after John quickly enough and he dumped you and moved on so now you're on the outs with everybody after the invasion, depressed and alone, of course you're going to find some young well hung stud to console you."

"Well now..." remarked Dinah evenly, "There's some toxic masculinity, thank you."

Barbara had her lips around Jason's cockhead, slowly sliding them up and down his thick shaft, barely able to fit him into her mouth, he was so large. But she backed quickly off of him, coughing softly in response before she managed to speak, both hands lovingly tugging upon her Master's big shaft, "No, no, Dinah. There's some merit to Ollie's, admit-tingly gross suggestion. The rest of us can come and go as Jason wants. But the boss needs to be by his side most of the time. She's the backstop, his last line of defense in case all of our plans go tits up."

Delivering a lip-smushing kiss to Jason's fat cockhead and letting out a lewd line of spit onto it, she looked over and met Hawkgirl's eyes as she sat primly beside their Master on the couch, "It makes sense, no?"

"I suppose it does." replied Shayera, "I'll need to think about it. What do you think, Jason?"

He chuckled while Barbara's hands lovingly caressed the front of his thighs and belly while her mouth was working him, kissing and licking and generally treating him with a loving tenderness that contrasted delightfully with the steady bobbing motion of her head as she sucked him off.

He snorted, "I have to admit, I like it. The thought that my big dick made you, fucking Hawkgirl, fucking premiere Justice League member and superheroine, fall so hard for me that you would do anything I wanted... It's pretty fucking mindblowing."

As the free-wheeling discussion continued, Barbara grinned, enjoying her Master's enjoyment. She bobbed and sucked, creating a lewd constant slurping noise that she had little doubt was annoying to the rest of the group, her boyfriend most of all. It somewhat amused her that the relative sizes of her lovers' members seemed to reflect their status.

Dick had eight inches. She knew her lover's length because she'd insisted on using a ruler one ridiculous night. She'd always considered his penis to be awfully pretty, an exquisitely shaped pink glans crowning an elegant shaft, and she knew how much he loved for her to kiss and suck on the tip just to drive him wild. She hadn't measured Master's but he was quite obviously much bigger, a heavy girthy monster of a cock that looked a bit out of place on his otherwise fairly average frame. Out of place on a not quite nineteen year old college student perhaps but absolutely perfect for her powerful mind-controlling metahuman master.

She felt her boobs bounce and sway as she bobbed her head, feeling the pleasurable ache of her jaw. She moaned erotically, probably irritating to the group trying to hold a conversation around her, but she couldn't help it. She knew her Master got off on the fact that he'd turned so many upstanding heroines into his own harem of lewd sluts. So she exaggerated the sloppy wet sounds of her mouth upon his cock and even spread her legs and shook her ass and showed even more of her filthy holes to her friends and comrades, despite her embarrassment.

Barbara looked up at him, enjoying Jason's expression of blissful, almost childish glee as she lovingly slurped upon him. Then she looked past him to her boyfriend, standing calmly behind the couch at their Master's shoulder. Dick looked every inch the perfect butler. Jason had had a wealth of questions about Batman, his fascination with access to the most private information about one of the most secretive superheroes palpable. Interestingly enough, her Master had picked up on how important Wayne Manor's resident butler was to Bruce and the rest of the quote unquote Bat Family. So he'd decided to turn Dick into his own 'Alfred'.

So while the others of Jason's enslaved lounged on the furniture around him, her boyfriend wore a butler's uniform and held a tray with Jason's drink stiffly. He caught her eye and nodded to her, his face the definition of professional courtesy. She gave him a little smirk and a wink in response even as her hands slid lovingly over her Master's big balls, caressing them and massaging them gently, feeling the weight of his testicles within their protective sack. She loved his masculinity, she loved his power, she loved his cock.

Barbara purred with lust, wiggling her butt in the air while she blissfully sucked upon the tip of her master's dick. She heard Dick suck in a breath sharply at the intimate gesture, his face a mask of professional courtesy even as she stared at him licking her lips while her mouth was pressed right up against her master's cock.

It was lost on none of the girls that it turned Jason on that he had stolen women from other men and they all made sure to scratch that itch of his, that is except for poor Helena whose penchant for 'loving them and leaving them' meant she was without a decent significant other to stoke those oh so primitive alpha male impulses in their young horny master.

"Would you like another drink, sir?" Dick asked.

Jason didn't respond in words, he just held out his hand and Dick deposited the bottle of beer into it, his handsome face a mask of total professionalism and his manner toward Jason was perfectly deferential, but Barbara knew her boyfriend so well that she could see a change in his posture and the set of his jaw that told her that he was quite turned on to serve their Master. She had little doubt that had he not had his penis currently encased in a cage of hard plastic, he would be fully erect.

Barbara also knew her master well. She could see in his eyes that Dick's submission was a major turn on to him. He took a large drink from the bottle and then casually tossed it back to Dick without even looking in his direction, but Dick smoothly caught it one handed.

"Thank you, sir," Dick said evenly.

Barbara licked her lips, watching Dick's face for a reaction, but he betrayed nothing.

Sitting back and sucking in her breath to better present her big boobs for his admiring gaze even as she gently stroked his big prick with both hands slowly.

"I'd like to discuss contingency plans now, if that is alright, Master?"

"Sure thing, Babs." she smiled with pleasure to hear Jason use that nick-name for the first time even as he looked down the couch, "Take over for her, Helena. That way Batgirl can concentrate."

She made an expression of open dismay, pursing her lips and pouting at him as she got to her feet to stand naked in the middle of the room.

"Will I get it back afterwards?" she wiggled salaciously, sending her tits jiggling.

Jason smirked as Huntress crawled over and bent her head at the neck and slipped a portion of his length into her mouth, soon bobbing and gluck-gluck-glucking all over his cock as he laid a soft touch on the back of her head.
Barbara was impressed by Huntress's skill, though not surprised. The dark haired mafia princess had always wore her inner slut on her sleeve and if it had exasperated Barbara in the past, it only made her admire her more now. Barbara mentally set a reminder for herself to ask Helena for tips on how to please him. Since becoming his sex-**** she had been doing her research and had been trying things out, but of course she could never learn as much from second hand sources as if she was experiencing it herself and she knew that Helena had plenty firsthand experience.

With a shake of her head that she turned into a sexy shimmy of her entire body, boobs and butt shifting and jigging, she began, "Dick and I have been discussing how best to keep you safe as well as allow you to enjoy yourself as much as possible. And I think we've come up with a pretty ingenious idea."

Helena's lips made a popping sound as she released him from her mouth with a loving lick of her tongue.

"Go on," Jason said, grinning at the sight of Huntress's head bobbing over his crotch.

Barbara explained her idea, referencing the many ways that various supervillains had attempted and ultimately failed at implementing mind-control plots in the past.

"Pretty much everyone agrees that it's pretty difficult to do," she said, "We've seen it time and time again. When you come out into the open, no matter how brilliant you are in planning and scheming, eventually there's going to be a hero who manages to discover your weakness and thwart your plans. It happens every time."

She explained that the one thing that unites all supervillains is that they're all megalomaniacs, and as such couldn't resist gloating about their victories over the good guys once in a while to someone under their power. This was just asking for trouble as any number of super-heroes had taken advantage of the confidence of villains to defeat them this way in the past.

"So you're saying that the only way to really be safe from the heroes is to shut myself away?" asked Jason even as he gripped the thick base of his prick with one hand and **** Huntress's mouth down upon it with the other.

"No, not at all. That's why Dick and I have come up with a plan that should allow you to safely have all the sexy fun you desire, taking both normal people and even superheroes as your playthings without fear of some pesky do-gooder spoiling your fun."

Barbara's boss, Hawkgirl, sitting in a spare dining room table chair she'd pulled over, frowned, "You didn't run this by me."

Batgirl just managed to refrain from rolling her eyes, "You also didn't order me to run everything past you before suggesting it to Master." That Hawkgirl was in charge of them was a given as Master had decided that but that didn't mean Barbara had to like it. She was smarter than the treacherous Thanagarian. They'd all be better off if she was in charge of Master's harem as well as his male slaves and she intended on proving that, "But either way it doesn't matter because we're right and this is the best way to keep him safe." She turned her gaze back to her lover, "Master?"

"I'm still listening," he said, not looking away from Huntress's bobbing head.

She opened her mouth, only for Shayera to speak over her, "We should conquer all of Gotham, bring Batman under your sway. This crime-ridden city will become an impenetrable bastion under your rule with Bruce Wayne as your loyal general."

Hawkgirl's authority was unquestioned, empowered as it was by their Master's will. So no one spoke up against that frankly imbecilic idea even as their expressions openly communicated that fact, not that Jason was capable of noticing that with Helena's luscious skilled mouth in his lap.

Fortunately, Jason vocalized his own hesitancy about this idea, "Is mind controlling Batman a good idea?" This allowed the rest of his slaves to put up their own opinions.

Save for Hawkgirl the answers were immediate and heartfelt:

"No."

"no."

"NO!"

"Hell no!" said Green Arrow with feeling, "Seriously, you do NOT want to mess with that guy. I mean, yea master, your mind powers are fucking first rate! But if anyone is going to will-power his way through them it's Batman, Superman second place. Not to mention, I've no freaking doubt that even if you do brain-wash him, he's got some contingency in place to instantly alert the Justice League or, I don't know, somehow instantly fix his brain using who knows what power he's discovered over the years."

"Look!" Barbara spoke sharply and cast her hands out for effect, causing her sizeable breasts to swing and sway, "My plan won't put Master in danger. What I'm talking about is using Master's mind control to turn a large number of civilians into brain-washed hostages. This won't be an out in the open plot. Those that Jason turns into his slaves will go on about their own lives as normal, only acting differently when interacting with us or Jason, or when receiving a phone call or a text that 'activates' them."

There was silence for a long moment, only broken by the loud lewd slurps of Helena's head upon Jason's cock.

Finally, the boss spoke up slowly, "It... will be a.... secret conspiracy that slowly allows us to take over the city without attracting outside attention?"

Barbara shook her head and smiled despite herself, feeling a warm flush at Hawkgirl's approval, "No, we won't take control of anything so open as that. Instead, we can create islands of brain-washed slaves. They will be 'sleeper agents'. That's what screwed over so many would-be super-villains, making those they controlled into obvious converted drones. Those that Jason mind-controls will act perfectly normal when not serving him openly."

"Really?" asked Shayera.

"Yes," Barbara assured. "As long as we don't give them too hard of a schedule and we let their normal lives take priority we can expand quickly and easily."

She nodded, "It'll be a slow burn, but eventually we can have a great number of people under our thumb. Gotham University. Queen Industries. The call center that Jason was going to work at. Other locations far afield like a conclave of Latter Day Saints out in Utah or even a small town in the wilds of Alaska. All of these will be potential 'sleeper' locations where we can have our agents about their work without the public being aware."

"Should anyone discover our Master..." intoned Dick impassively, "... they won't dare to act against him with so many widely spread people willing to kill themselves or kill others in immediate response to even the slightest act against him."

Barbara looked around and hastily added, "Of course, we won't ever actually act on that threat, however, should Jason be discovered we know that this will be enough to deter the Justice League. We will have a vast spread out network of mind-slaves that will quickly expand our Master's influence without anyone realizing what's going on until it's too late. In a year, we could have thousands if not more under our control. So long as Master can avoid detention, we can create a situation where even Superman's incredible speed wouldn't be enough to thwart us."

Dinah spoke up, "This sounds like a very detailed plan. It also sounds incredibly dangerous for all of us. What if the League discovers us before we have a chance to establish any 'sleeper' agents?"

"They won't," Dick assured. "We've got the element of surprise on our side, not to mention that if push came to shove, then Master could brain-wash them into standing down. However, I don't anticipate that being necessary, as I have great faith in Master's ability."

Barbara nodded, "Yes. Exactly right. Do we have your permission to enact this plan, Master? "

Jason had both his hands on the back of Helena Bertenelli's thick dark tresses. He reveled in his power over the fully adult woman, guiding her into swallowing more and more of his thick meat. Huntress' **** gagging around his cock was quite satisfying, but he grew tired of this, and his grasp on her scalp tightened.

"You'll want to breathe when you can, Slut." And he began savagely pounding her throat, fucking her face with abandon. Spittle and phlegm flew from her lips as Jason plundered the Huntress' throat with his massive shaft, roughly pounding into her pretty little mouth with the same care he might show the pussy of some random Gotham prostitute. Helena's eyes rolled back in her head, and she squeezed them shut, trying to block out what was happening. She felt degraded, used, humiliated, and, as loathe as she was to admit it, she felt a burning ache in her nethers. She actually cried, ashamed of the fact she derived any sort of enjoyment from her violation.