Looking for a Recharge

Tamika was in a bad mood.

"We had her. We. Had. Her." She was pacing back and forth in front of her henchmen, the six who had managed to escape the destruction of her previous lair. The lair had been destroyed after her nemesis, Lady Justice, had escaped. Her battle with the heroine had drained Tamika and left the hideout in ruins. Now she was **** to hide with a quarter of her staff in their dingy backup lair. "What am I even paying you for? You're useless. Useless!"

One of her men, a large hispanic man with brown hair and a strong jaw, said, "We're sorry mam, but her **** field..."

"Excuses!" Tamika felt a tingle of electricity on her palm. Normally, she would make an example of this guy, but she didn't have the power for it now. That was priority number one, she decided. She needed her powers back. She needed to cum.