You pull your mask off revealing your idenity

Your fingers quiver as they trace the edges of your mask, the cool fabric a stark contrast to the heat of your flushed skin. The room is filled with a tense silence, broken only by the soft rustle of the women's athletic wear as they watch you. The neon pink stripes on their leggings seem to pulse with an eerie energy, a constant reminder of their newfound power over you.

Your heart hammers against your chest as you gradually lift the mask, revealing your true identity to your captors. Your mask, once a beacon of hope and strength, now feels bare and ****. The mask slips from your fingers, landing on the floor with a soft thud. You avert your gaze, unable to meet their victorious stares.

Emma, standing triumphantly before you, lets out a triumphant laugh. Her eyes sparkle with amusement and delight as she revels in your downfall. "Well, well, well," she taunts, her voice dripping with mockery. "If it isn't Kyle Katarn, the supposed hero of the world. And here you are, on your knees, bested by a group woman."

The other women, Talia, Vanessa, and Natalie, join in Emma's laughter, their voices echoing in unison.

Emma grasps your leash. "Your assets, your life, your property is all mine now! Thank you girls, I'll make sure to give you his beach house!"

Talia laughs, "No sweat that why you pay us, without his super strength this bitch wouldn't have stood a chance against you never mind all of us. We love putting little man babies in their place."

Vanessa pulled out a ball gag spoke up, "we'll be around as will your other guards. I know he's in the mind control collar but why don't we make sure he doesn't have a chance to use his powers until we take them for good. How about I put this power absorbing gag around his neck and gag him with it? It's made from the same materiel the legging are."

Emma laughed, "that's why you girls are the best, do it! I'm going to change into something a bit more professional."

As Emma exited the room she pauses to blow you a mocking kiss. Meanwhile Vanessa saunters towards you, a devious smirk playing on her lips. The ball gag dangled from her grasp, its neon pink stripes mirroring the pulsating energy of her leggings.

She lowers herself to your level, her gaze locking with yours, a malicious gleam in her eyes. "Open wide, Kyle, this will be a piece of cake."

Your jaw slackens, your thoughts racing as you think of a means of escape. Yet, with your abilities sapped and the collar constricting your neck, you see no way out. Seizing the opportunity, Vanessa thrusts the ball gag into your mouth.

The chilled material of the gag presses against your tongue, its neon stripes humming with energy. Your powers ebb away, leaving you feeling more feeble than ever. Vanessa rises, a victorious smirk gracing her lips. "Much better," she says, patting your head condescendingly.

Their laughter reverberates through the room, a cacophony of mockery and scorn. Talia advances, a triumphant grin etched on her face. "You were always just a pathetic weakling, Kyle," she jeers. "And now, you're just a pathetic weakling without any powers."

Natalie chimes in, her eyes gleaming with amusement. "You believed you were superior, didn't you? You thought you were better than us just because of your abilities."

Vanessa concurs, her gaze fixed on you. "But now, you're just like any other man. Frail, defenseless, and under our control."