Epilogue

Nick couldn't believe his life. It was just one year ago he crossed paths with the Magnificent Mystic. One year since Sarah begged to be subservient to him. One year of every request, every order fulfilled with delight and without hesitation.

Is it any surprise he asked her to be his wife?

Well to be fair, he didn't mean to ask her. It just happened one night while during their post-sex cuddles. He could have ordered her to forget that he asked but she was so delirious happy, he took her ring shopping the next day.

That tended to happen a lot. Something he did sent her already bubbly personality into a joyous overload. It didn't matter if it was something small like bringing her flowers. Something elaborate like securing reservations to an exclusive restaurant. Or even something sexual like the remote controlled vibrator he got her. They all made her so happy (and very horny with the vibrator) that he often got swept along with her.

Then it could be a few days or even just a few hours later and he was daydreaming about how to make her happy again. Soon he found himself caring less about his own fantasies and more focused on whatever Sarah wanted. Somewhere in the back of his mind, Nick wondered if he was actually in charge when everything he did was to make his '****' happy.

He was pulled from his musings when he heard a gaggle of giggles and his eyes easily found Sarah. She looked heavenly in her wedding gown, surrounded by her beautiful bride's maids. Her blonde and giggly bride's maids.

That was something else he couldn't quite believe. When they reintroduced her transformed self to their friends, while there were questions, it was quick acceptance. Then as time went on, her friends started to emulate her personality. So much so that Sarah's bachelorette party turned into a salon trip to dye everyone's hair. Nick didn't want to know if her friends personality shift was natural and justified it by telling himself that Sarah had friends outside of him.

An arm clapped onto his shoulder and a familiar voice made him freeze.

"Congratulations my boy." The Mystic said cheerfully. "You impressed me yet again. Not many would make an honest woman out of one who would anything for them."

Nick blinked in surprise for a moment before he cleared his throat, "Thank you Mr. Armond, sir. We apologize for not sending you an invitation but your door didn't appear when I went looking for it."

The Mystic snorted in derision and waved it off. "Don't worry yourself lad. I can be hard to pin down at times. Besides my presence here has selfish undertones."

"Oh." Nick squeaked out, suddenly nervous about why the Mystic was there. The man made his life better but was still classified as a villain.

The Mystic chuckled when he felt Nick tense, "Relax lad, it's your wedding day. My current paramour happens to be a big fan of your blushing bride. Religiously follows that visual diary thing she does."

"V-blog." Nick corrected and fought the urge to groan. He wanted Sarah to have interests outside of making him happy so he told her to find a hobby that she could enjoy while he was at work. She started posting videos of herself taking about fashion, makeup, and sex tips. Who knew a busty charismatic blonde could gain a large following in just a few days? Somehow she'd even started a social media trend. How 'Be bimbo for a day' went viral is beyond him but it all made Sarah very happy.

"Ah, there she is." The Mystic said as a beautiful woman in a figure hugging blue dress approached Sarah.

The first thing that struck Nick was the similarities between the two women: blonde hair, amazing curves, and a bubbly attitude. If he didn't know better, he'd assume they were sisters. However, once he studied the woman's face, he slowly recognized her from the night that changed his life.

"Is that... the Electric Maiden?" Nick whispered to the Mystic after a quick glance to make sure no one was listening.

"Why yes it is." The Mystic said with a smug smirk. "She apparently didn't enjoy the beach I sent her to. So when we crossed paths again, I cast the spell I used on your blushing bride."

Nick froze. Did he inadvertently help a villain? Should he have reported the entire affair to the Hero League? If he had, maybe the Maiden wouldn't be enslaved right now.

The Mystic easily noticed his angst and laughed again, "Calm yourself lad. I undid the magic after a day and sent her on her way. But just like your lovely partner, she hunted me down and begged to be transformed again. I mean, how could I refuse?"

Nick hesitantly laughed along with the Mystic, completely unsure what to do next. Thankfully, he was saved by Sarah coming over with the Maiden in tow.

"Master, you won't believe it!" Sarah cheerily said as took his arm and kissed his cheek. "This is Allie and she totally loves my blog!"

"It true!" The Maiden said as she took the Mystic's arm. "My Master loves all the tips I've picked up from it."

"Oh which one's your favorite? I just love the comments I get from the lingerie vids but the blowjob advice gets more engagement."

"I actually love the makeup vids." The Maiden continued but Nick tuned her out and watched the Mystic's face.

When the Maiden took his arm, the Mystic's smug expression melted to show genuine affection. Nick recognized it because it was the same one he often had when dealing with Sarah. He idly wondered if the Mystic gave in as often he did.

"Can I have Allie on my blog, Master?" Sarah eagerly asked. "It'll be so fun and we can talk about so many things."

"Yeah can I Master?" The Maiden asked the Mystic as she bounced in anticipation. "Please, I really wanna do it."

Nick and the Mystic shared a look. They both knew the women were going to get what they wanted.

"Whatever you want, babe." "If it will make you happy, darling." The men said at the same time. In response, the women squealed in joy and passionately kissed their partners.

Once they came up for air, Sarah smiled lustfully at her new husband. "Now come on Master, it's our wedding night."

Nick let himself get pulled out of the room and wondered what he did to be this lucky.