Partayyyytime.

I summoned my new playthings with the bindings on their powers and abilities activated, which meant they were no more dangerous than regular humans. The guys already had their abilities permanently removed, so they were powerless to begin with.

Once they arrived, Diana and Donna got busy handcuffing the new arrival’s hands behind their backs. After that, they were seated in a row in the large living area, each on a sturdy chair. Diana and Donna used their long gold and silver Lasso of Truth and Persuasion respectively to bind our guests to their chairs, effectively immobilizing them.

Once our guests were secured I activated another soul-binding. I crafted this binding to affect their ‘enslavement’ status. See, once captured into the Comicnomicon, the souls immediately undergo an enslavement process which usually takes one to two weeks. Once it is completed, the enslavement effect is irreversible.

However I discovered that my soul binding effect can neutralize the enslavement effect to a certain degree. Thus I used it to free my guest’s minds from the enslavement effects. The catch is, their bodies were still fully enslaved.

The young heroes started blinking and shaking their head as the effects of enslavement were cleared from their minds.

The heroes predictably immediately struggled to free themselves. However the Lassos of the Amazons were artifacts that were completely unbreakable.

The heroes were shocked to find Diana and Donna standing nearby, holding the ends of magical ropes that bound them. Their appearance was no doubt shocking to the new-arrivals as well, as I had the two Amazons dressed up in smoldering one-piece lace lingerie. Diana in red and Donna in green:

“Wonder woman?!” Barbara Gordon gasped.

“D-Donna?” Roy Harper, who was also known as Arsenal, called out to the other Amazon whom he had been dating back in his Universe.

“Who are you? Release us!” Cassandra Cain, the strikingly attractive half-asian batgirl demanded.

The rest of the group each made their predictable unhappy noises.

“Greetings,” I said as I stood before the ten heroes in nothing but a silk robe.

At the sound of my voice, the heroes collectively clammed up. They even sat up straight in rapt attention. A look of utter confusion spread across their faces.

I smiled. As I said before, their minds may be freed, but their bodies were still totally enslaved to me and would respond accordingly and unquestioningly.

“My name is Dexter,” I said, “I am your new master.”

“What bullshit are you going on about?” Dick Grayson snarled.

“You won’t get away with this!” Katherine Kane growled.

“My dear slaves… I already have. You are mine now, and I would like each of you to swear your allegiance to me.”

“Get fucked asshole!” Tim Drake exclaimed.

“You want our allegiance?” Roy Harper asked, “How about you release us and see if you can take it from us!”

I sighed. “Such rowdy slaves. Well, it’s not like I had high expectations for you in the first place. Arsenal… was it? I have a better idea. How about we play a game for your allegiance instead?”

“Go to hell,” Roy spat.

I smiled. “Donna, come here,” I said.

Roy’s face grew pale. He turned his head desperately to catch a glimpse of Donna only to see his recent lover skipping over to me like an excited schoolgirl. I pulled Donna against me and clamped my mouth over hers.

“You FUCCCCKKKK!!!” Roy screamed and struggled against his chair’s silver lasso restraints.

My had snaked behind Donna onto her luscious, athletic ass and gave it a firm squeeze. Donna moaned and pressed herself harder against me desperately exploring my mouth with her tongue.

“LET ME GOOOO! FACE ME YOU COWARD! DONNAAAA SNAP OUT OF IT!” Roy screamed furiously.

While frenching Donna Troy, I stole a glance at my prisoners. While they regarded me with clear revulsion on their faces, they also showed obvious signs of arousal. Vivid blushes had formed across their cheeks and and their breaths had grown labored. The girls were clamping their shapely thighs together and squirming in their seats while the guys fidgeted as their dicks hardened uncomfortably in the confines of their costumed suits. Their enslaved bodies were reacting naturally to the display of sexual prowess of their master. They won’t be able to help themselves.

I released Donna’s lips and allowed a minute to pass, savoring the hate in Roy Harper’s eyes as he witnessed his heavily flushed girlfriend continuously gazing up at me in devotion while ignoring his existence.

“Do you like being mine, ****?” I asked.

“I love it, master!” Donna gushed, “I want to be yours forever!”

“Donna!” Roy barked indignantly, “Wake up!”

Donna cast Roy an annoyed look. “I’ve never been more awake in my life, Roy!” She snapped.

“He’s controlling you! Snap out of it!” Roy exclaimed.

Donna rolled her eyes at Roy. Her gaze returned endearingly to mine and her bright blue eyes were brimming with pure love. “If he truly is controlling me…” Donna said, “Then I don’t ever want it to stop.”

“Donna! You don’t mean that!”

“I do Roy,” Donna said. She started planting kisses on my chest through the opening of my silk robe. “Oh Roy… This blessed existence… I can’t explain it to you. You have to experience it yourself. You’ll understand then.”

“God dammit!” Roy yelled and struggled harder. “Come face me you bastard! Fight me like a man, you coward!”

I smiled at Donna. This seemed like a good time as any to get started. “Undress me, ****,” I ordered.