The guest works out well

Condiment Wizard spent a lot of time in his new, far more guarded cell thinking about the path forward. Not really sure about what he should do next. As a dark wizard, should he plot vengeance against those that stopped him from completing his great spell, or should he work on trying to complete the spell once again, or was there the possible third option of trying a different spell all together?

The Condiment wizard's mind whirled with the different possibilities his response would give him and tried to decide which would be best for he had only one life left as his other life was dead. So he couldn't make the life choices of his Condiment Wizard life, as he was sure he wouldn't get a third change in life. Condiment wizard layed in his cell, turning his options over and over in his head while listing to the mad rants of his new cellmates, hoping their input would help his decision-making.

Though he was eventually interrupted from this by a guard, "Condition wizard, you got a visitor." The guard said in his cell before he marched Condiment Wizard down to the visitor cells. Though the one the guard walked him to was far more secure than the one he went to before with far more chains to keep him chained to the floor. Once the guards were done strapping him down to a chair and then chaining him to the floor with about a dozen chains, he finally walked out of the visitor's cell and let in the visitor from the other side.

Just like before, for legal reasons, the cells were not monitored, which was good for Condiment Wizard as his lewd minion Amy Mercedes walked in in her usual lewd secretary outfit from before, though this time she brought a friend with her. Condiment Wizard looked at the plus one his minion had brought, trying to puzzle out why she had brought her. The plus one had brunette hair and was wearing a sport bra that hugged her chest rather nicely while also wearing booty shorts.

Amy gave her Master a moment to enjoy her plus one look, even having her bend over and making her jiggle for his viewing pleasure, though very little jiggled even if she did it so well. She did have decent assets; she was far more muscular than she was fat. The Condiment Wizard found he was okay with that though, as he found what was clearly some kind of female athlete posing her well-trained body for him to be rather intencing. Once Amy was sure her master had fully taken in who she had brought with her, she began to speak about what she came to tell him about.

"As you can see, Master, I've brought something that you can enjoy and will be quite useful for your plans going forward." Amy said, making it very clear that as far as he was concerned, the woman posing for him was just a toy for his pleasure. The fact she didn't say a word to deny this only reinforced this. The Condiment wizard was confused about how this fit female Olympian could help him with his plans of dark wizardry, so he asked how such a thing was possible.

"Oh, really, Minion, you have done well then. Tell me, how will she help my plans?" The Condiment wizard demanded, figuring that demanding answers was something dark wizards did rather than politely asking. Not to mention he was rather eager to hear how the woman in front of him would help him with his plans. As whatever manner of help she provided may help him decide what his plan going forward will be.

Amy walked over and helped Condiment Wizard get comfortable by adjusting the position of the chains so he could finally sit comfortably on the chair he'd been strapped to. Amy then waved her plus one over and had her start grinding into his cock, which was already getting hard from her earlier performance. Amy gave a proud smirk at seeing her plus one blush in arousal at feeling Master's dick against her ass and seeing Condiment Wizard enjoy the feel of her ass on his cock.

"Well, Master, the toy I brought for you happens to be part of a little family, and she'll tell us what they're up to anything near us whenever here planning something." Amy said causing Condiment wizard a bit of confusion about what family the brunette could be a part of that would really be givening him valuable intel about. Seeing his question gaze, Amy looked to her plus one and nodded to the plus one. Seeing the signal, she looked at the Condiment wizard face-to-face.

The Condiment wizard saw a woman with brown eyes and brown hair; he didn't really see any family resemblance to anyone he knew of any importance to law enforcement that would give him an edge. As he was thinking, the lady reached up and took off her wig, showing her blonde hair, then took off her contact lenses, leaving her with beautiful blue eyes. To finish the transformation, she reached down and pulled out of a secret pocket she had in her sports bra a mask and covered the lower part of her face.

" Spoiler!" The Condiment wizard shouted out in obvious shock. Spoiler put the mask back in her secret pocket and gave him a wifely, lustful smile before going back to grinding on his cock. Condiment Wizard looked to Amy in shock, who just nodded with pride before gesturing to spoiler to stop with the foreplay to which she quickly obeyed, and Condiment Wizard soon found himself with his hard cock out.

Not having any contraceptives, and since spoiler wasn't able to take any medication considering she worked with half a dozen detectives who would ask questions, they had to go anal. So Spolier slowly worked Condiment Wizard's thick cock into her ass, inch by inch. Well, Amy played with her breast and pussy, making her moan like a whore, and got used to Condiment Wizards cock quicker.

Slowly, almost hesitantly, Spoiler began to adjust to the cock in her ass and ever slowly build up momentum as she pushed herself up and down the large pulsating cock. Once Spoiler was fully adjusted as well as moving up and down rapidly, she began to let out moans that filled up the entire visitors cell. "Yes, master, fill up my ass! The spoil tonight is that you own this ass!" Spoiler began to shout out, lost in her passion.

Any had pulled her hand off Spoiler's pussy and moved it to her own, still playing with herself as she watched Spoiler hollow out her ass with their master's cock. "Yes, you dirty slut, do the only thing you're good for and be of use to the master." Amy hissed into Spoiler's eat. The degradation seems to turn on Spoiler even more, causing her to find an extra burst of energy to destroy her own ass.

This went on for a while, the moans of Spoiler as her anal virginity was claimed by her new master, while Amy whispered into her ear about how much of a dirty whore she was and how the meaning in her life was serving the being that was her new master, Condiment Wizard. Condiment Wizard himself couldn't participate himself too much as his body was still chained to the floor. All he could do was enjoy the tight ass of Spoiler, which eventually brought him to completion.

As both Amy and Spoiler had cum several times through out this little anal session while Condiment Wizard had held on not Cumming as a show of dominance, now finally cumming and filling spoilers ass to the brim with his cum in one mighty roar. For a moment there was silence, the only sound being the shallow breathing of the three as they slowly got their breath back. Eventually they did, and both Amy and Spoiler fixed their clothing.

In short order Condiment Wizard's dick was back in his pants, and spoiler had her wig and contacts back in, which made her look like a different person once again. "Now we must leave, master, but do not worry; Spoiler will be sure to tell us of any among the bat family that dare to try and stop you." Amy said with confidence, to which Spoiler nodded rapidly in agreement.

The two then left quickly after that, and Condiment Wizard was back in his cell, wondering what his plan would be with a spy in the Bat family. He began to think perhaps planning to perform another great spell might be the way to go, as the spoiler would give him a warning of bat family interference beforehand, allowing him to prepare. While he was thinking about this, the guard who had escorted him was walking away, wondering what the hell was spoiled so badly that he needed to scream about it so loud.