Ultimagirl, but it’ll have to be within the prison to ensure that Ultramom’s not involved.

“Can you arrange it so we can see Ultimagirl without any interference or recording?” Ultraboy asked Asa.

“Yes, my lord.” She whispered.

“I take it they haven’t been depowered as they were supposed to be?”

“No, my lord.” She agreed.

“But you do have cells that will kill the sound and keep them in?”

“Yes, my lord, and she’s in one.”

“We’ll see her there.”

“Yes, my lord. I’ll have to be in the control room.”

“Do it.”

She passed him a radio as she dressed, I’ll call you when you can go, the false goddess knows where she is.”

“Good enough. Go.”

Asa staggered out as Ultraboy walked over to where Ultimamom was still kneeling. His cock swayed between his legs, a soft pendulum which hypnotized Ultimamom. “I’m going to fuck your daughter.”

“Yes, master. Would you like my help?” Ultimamom asked.

He lifted her by her hair and pressed his body against hers and both of them against the wall. “If I want your bimbo ass to do something, I’ll tell you to do it. For instance, CUM NOW.”

She shuddered and moaned against him, body pressing against his as she spasmed, cumming from nothing more than the command, her juices running down her silken thigh. Ultraboy detached her strap on, which was poking him uncomfortably and shoved it up her cunt, using it as a plug to lock in her juices before sliding the crotch of her costume back into place. It concealed the dildo and locked it all the way in the cunt he’d just stretched out.

“You made such a mess. Clean yourself up. We wouldn’t want Ultimagirl to suspect anything before you spread her legs for me.” Ultimamom nodded and shakily began to collect the juices which were running down her thighs. “Make sure you swallow every drop you collect.” Ultraboy added. He rationalized this, as he would need to be hard to bind Ultimagirl and he’d cum a lot recently.

Ultimamom raised her wet hands to her mouth and sucked her sweet juices off them. His cock was starting to twitch, a little painfully. “I’ll need to be good and hard to break in your daughter. How do you suggest we accomplish this?”