The Plan in Motion

The next few minutes were a blur for Lilly. Her body screamed in pleasure, her mind simply screamed. Her senses were being turned back on her. The vibrators continued to torment her, making her climax before she even knew she had. The pleasure spiked and Lilly came again, but after this the stimulation simply continued on. Lilly tried to catch her breath but it was difficult. It felt like the world was spinning around her. All she could feel was pleasure. Her mind was drifting away. She clenched her jaws and forced herself to focus. She was fighting, fighting against the feelings which overwhelmed her. Forcing herself to reach beyond the waves of pleasure which battered her mind.

It was hard. The vibrators buzzed and filled her body with heat and desire. The air felt cold against her naked skin. Her throat and mouth were dry as a bone, and she could feel herself growing closer to a second climax. Was it her second, or was it her third? She'd lost track in the initial rush. Someone else might have been lost to the feeling totally. Driven beyond sense until the vibrators were turned off but Lilly held grimly on. She was breathing heavily, her lungs snatched oxygen from the air. Sweat plastered her face and chest, her nerves were full of crackling electricity.

Somehow, she managed to bring the world back into focus. She wasn't floating in a cloud of pleasure. She wasn't awash in a sea of heat. She was still chained to a pole in the lair of her enemy. The vibrators were doing their best to drive her to madness but she fought back against them. She was the master of her body, not anyone else! Slowly, inch by inch, she managed to gain ground, locking the pleasure away like she would have done to pain. The premise was the same, she'd done it before when she'd been hurt in battle.

After what seemed like an eternity, she managed to regain focus. She was still in the room. Dogma was sitting behind the desk. There were new people with them now. Three of them, all fully dressed. Two guys and one girl. All of them were sporting vivid colours and abnormal clothes. Villains. Two of them were speaking to Dogma, but one was looking at her. It was the woman. She looked to be in her late twenties or early thirties.

"Holy shit," She said. "It really is Redwing. I had such a crush on her when I was younger. You managed to do it you amazing fucker. How did you even manage this?"

"I have my ways," Dogma said from behind the desk. "The three of you are the bosses of the three largest gangs that have proven smart enough to accept my invitation. Now you see what I have planned, I hope that my offer is more interesting to you?"

"You can damn well say that again," the woman said. "So let me get this straight. You say the world is going to end. You want us to work with you to survive it. You're willing to pay us, like, millions, if we do that."

"Correct," Dogma said. "If nothing happens, you can take the money and go. If something does happen, you can survive alongside me. During that time, both you and your men and women will be allowed to make use of any captured heroines we manage to acquire."

"You mean we can fuck them." Said one of the others. A tall and muscular man with a scar running down his bare chest. "That's what you're saying?"

"Indeed." Dogma said. "That will be your payment in the event that the world does end. Money, after all, would be rather pointless then wouldn't it. There are some slight conditions on that, but nothing that would be overly concerning to you."

The man's gaze swept across the room, drinking in the sight of both bound heroines. Redwing on her knees, her body shaking with silent ecstasy and Frostfire standing with her hands pinned behind her back. Naked and unable to cover herself.

"I'll do it," he said instantly.

"Hell, I'm in," The woman said. "So long as I get to enjoy both of these girls, I'll give you a few months for the world to end."

The last one shrugged. He was also male, with a slimmer build than the first and red hair that was so vivid as to be unnatural. "I have nothing better to do. Just make sure you have the money for me when the world doesn't end."

"I am glad we could all come to an agreement," Dogma smirked. "I assure you that absolutely nothing can go wrong."

At which point, due to the laws of universal irony, the ground started to shake. Lights flashed on and off, and Dogma leapt to his feet.

"What's happening? Is this some kind of trap?" One of the gang leaders demanded.

"Not one of my making," Dogma snapped. He held up a device to his ear and spoke.

"This is Dogma. Report. What the hell is going on?"

"W-we don't know, sir." Came a worried voice back. "It started just a minute ago. We're still waiting for reports to filter back."

"What about the sensors? The cameras?"

"They've all been knocked out!"

"What? Who would be able to do that so quickly? Find out who it is and-"

"Sir!" The man on the other side of the line interrupted. "We've got an ID! It's two males! Both of them are supers! Powers are based on shadow... One of them is Dusklord!"

"Dusklord..." Dogma growled, "I should have known."

The lights flashed again, the ground shook.

"Deploy the enforcers," Dogma said. He turned to the three gang leaders, looking at each one in turn.

"It seems the time to earn your new place is now. Bring down Dusklord. Alive is preferable. Actually, no, that's stupid. Dead. Kill him now. Hit him with everything you have. My human soldiers and my enforcer droids will give you cover and support. Kill him and rid the city of that smug aristocrat once and for all."

Lilly grinned as the leaders hurried from the room. Suddenly, the vibrators were distant and easy to ignore. She forced herself to stand. Her legs still were weak, but new strength was filling her and not just because Dusklord was close. The time for pretending had come and gone. She had endured humiliation and helplessness, played Dogma's games. Now, it was time for her to take control.

She clenched her fists, her arms bunched, her muscles grew taut. Flame danced up and down her body and before Dogma could even react, the handcuffs snapped. Lilly surged forwards, she saw his eyes widen in surprise and shock. There was a detonation of fire and ice as Holly also tore her way free.

"Dogma!" Lilly roared, "Time to live up to what I said before!"

She powered towards him, her fist was outstretched. He was flinging himself back, desperately trying to make space. He was too slow. Compared to how he had moved before he sold half of his power, he was a snail. She was going to hit him. She was going to _tear _him in two!

Then, suddenly, there was a wash of darkness and coldness which beat against her skin. The Shadow Lady simply seemed to pull herself into existence, a thousand strands of darkness weaving her body in seconds. She shot forwards with a tendril of solid night but Lilly blocked it with a forearm. Fire met shadow, and the darkness split and writhed.

Lilly grinned, feeling her heart start to race.

"This time I'm not going to let you fool me with that trick," She said. "Let's try this again!"

She kicked off, leaving Dogma spluttering in confusion and chaos as she hurled herself towards the Shadow Lady. The two collided, Lilly felt the ice cold body against her skin. She felt the ancient being trying to reach into her mind, probing tendrils skittering across her thoughts. Lilly put on a burst of speed and power, driving the ancient goddess of darkness into the nearest wall and then through it. The whole compound shook, Lilly and the Lady in Shadow tore at one another as they flew. Dogma watched them grow ever more distant.

"A setback," he said. "A setback is all it is. Nothing more. Redwing will be recaptured. Dusklord will be seen off. Everything will be exactly as I planned for it to be. Nothing can be allowed to interfere with my ultimate goal."

At this point, Frostfire - who had been moving slowly the whole time - smacked him in the back of the head as hard as she could.