Visit Zatanna, three months into her new life.

It had been three months since Sinn had showed up at my show. He ruined my career as a performer, and humiliated me in the eyes of the public. I had been hurt by how quickly those I had risked my life to protect had turned against me, but now I just wanted to get off. Our encounter had left me with with an itch I couldn't scratch. And I had called in just about every favor I could think of to get off, including summoning a sex demon and allowing it to have it's way with me. Nothing worked.

Not even sleep was a refuge. I just kept dreaming of being back on that stage and all those orgasms… Right now I was tied face down to the bed with my ass in the air, getting pounded by an ensorcelled dildo.

"Em knaps," I said, glancing at a paddle laying on my bedside table. The paddle floated back to my ass and began giving it a good beating. I knew it wouldn't be enough, but I'd just be thinking about it if I didn't try. However Sinn had cursed me, I couldn't overcome it. I closed my eyes and focused on the penetration and the vibration, and the impacts. If I could just…

And suddenly I wasn't on my bed anymore. I opened my eyes to find myself thrown over the lap of the man who had done this to me. He placed a hand on my punished ass and gingerly caressed it.

"Hello, Ms. Zatara. Keeping busy?"

I was speechless.

"Let's get you taken care of," he said as he slid his hand between my legs and slid his fingers into my needy cunt. "I've got a job for you and I need you to be able to focus."

I clamped down on his fingers with my pussy. I ground against them. I never wanted them to leave. But he wasn't moving them. And even though it was the fingers of the only one that could make me cum inside me, it was still me trying to get myself off. And that wasn't allowed.

"Please," I begged, humping his hand helplessly. Tears of sexual frustration streaked my mascara down my cheeks.

"I want to, pet. But I need you to convince me that you deserve it."

I didn't hesitate.

"I'm just a dirty fuck **** and I deserve everything you've done to me."

I could feel his erection growing against my belly. He thrust his fingers into me once, and I was on the verge of orgasm. My pussy was gushing around my Master's hand. Once I could put a thought together, I went on.

"I dream about what you did to me on that stage every night, and I love it. Every time I masturbate I'm praying to you. I need your discipline, and your cruelty, and…"

He suddenly sat me up so I was straddling him. He gestured, and I was suddenly clean and clad in my magician's outfit. He removed my top hat and set it aside. He cupped my breast and ripped away the flimsy cloth separating him from my juicy, swollen pussy.

"I knew there was a reason I liked you, Zatanna."

And with one thrust his glorious cock was inside of me, and three months of desperation were wiped away.