She is captured!

Empatahica slowed as she approached a dark alley. She knew that the two people she was sensing were inside the alley, and she wanted to survey the situation before diving in blind. The girl's terror had increased, as had the assailant's excitement and lust. She peeked around the corner but could only make out two shadows, the girl crouching in the corner at the end and another figure looming menacingly over her. Well, there was nothing fancy to be done here, just go in and collar the jerk. She decided on the truly direct approach, and stepped in to block the alley's entrance. "Hold it right there!" she commanded.

The imposing figure spun to face her, surprise and fear replacing the earlier emotions. "I am Empathica, and you are under arrest!" she declared. She was surprised when, instead of more fear, she began to sense defiance and excitement again.

"Oh, I don't think so, little one," came a female voice from the assailant as she stepped into the dim light. Empathica tried to conceal her own surprise that the criminal could be a woman. She was also intimidated by the woman's size--she looked like a bodybuilder or an aerobics instructor, heavily muscled yet still sleek. Still, Tyfani had invested in three kinds of martial arts classes and felt confident in her abilities. "Give up now, or I will have to subdue you," she stated flatly.

"Bring it on, bitch!" replied the criminal, so that's exactly what Empathica did. With lightning speed she charged the bigger woman, ducking low at the last second and sweeping her leg out to topple her opponent. She then dropped onto her, knocking the breath from the muscular criminal. Without a moment's hesitation she grabbed the other woman's arms, pulled them behind her back, and handcuffed her. "As I said," Empathica stated, barely out of breath, "You are under arrest." Her opponent's emotions had changed to fear and surprise, so Empathica was shocked to feel a sudden surge of thrilling eroticism. That was the last thing she felt before the girl who had been cowering in the corner smashed something against the back of her neck, knocking her out cold.

When she came to some undetermined amount of time later, the first thing she felt was a splitting headache emanating from the base of her skull. The next thing she felt was panic as she realized she couldn't move, and the panic only lessened slightly when she felt the restraints around her wrists and ankles, confirming that she was bound, not paralyzed.

Her small movements were apparently enough to tip off her captor that she had awakened. "My pet returns to the land of the living, I see," said a melodic but clearly sinister female voice. Empathica almost blanched at the powerful waves of emotion she felt coming from that person--excitement, anticipation, lust, and most overwhelmingly, pure evil. "You're probably sensing some pretty intense things right now, my pet, aren't you?" asked her captor in a teasing voice. The emotions changed, too, now including superiority and enjoyment. The heroine opened her eyes to find blackness, then she felt the blindfold which snugly but comfortably encased her in darkness. She chose to remain silent, not wanting to give the villianess the satisfaction of a cliche reply.

"I took the liberty of injecting you with a special little chemical concoction, my dear. Your empathic senses have been increased ten-fold. Would you like to know how I did it?" This question was accompanied by a crushing wave of pride and wicked intent, and before she knew she was going to respond Emphatica spit out, "What have you done to me, you bitch!"

An instant before the hand slapped her cheek hard enough to wrench her head to the side she felt the strongest rage she'd ever sensed. Just as quickly it was gone, replaced by perverse satisfaction and eroticism. The wicked woman was a sadist! "You will address me as mistress from now on, my ****," spoke the calm voice, showing no sign of the emotion so clearly transmitted to the helpless heroine. Not wanting to anger her further or experience more pain for no reason, Empathica responded meekly, "Yes, mistress."

"Better. You learn quickly," responded the captor with satisfaction. "Now it turns out I know far more about you and your special ability than you do, my little pet. You see, you carry the blood of the sith-viper within you, the blood of an alien race." This was all said so plainly, with no emotions of deception, that Empathica knew it must be true. She herself had no idea where he power came from or why, but knowing it came from some kind of alien blood did not fill her with ease.

"Of course it is watered down with your human blood, which is why you are so weak. You also cannot truly control your power." At this Empathica took some small satisfaction, for she HAD learned to control it at an early age. At first, she would more than empathize with others, she would SYMPATHIZE with them, sharing the same emotions directed at her. In a silly school cafeteria tussle she once put a classmate in the hospital, feeding off the other girl's anger and rage and turning them around on her. From that point on Tyfani figured out how to feel emotions without FEELING them; she could sense without absorbing.

"In fact, the injection I gave you was actually the venom of a living sith-viper," her captor cut in. "It was no easy task capturing and subduing several of them, but quite worth it, I must say. Then I found out about you, and I decided on the perfect plan for conquering this pathetic planet!" With that the villianess ripped off Empathica's blindfold. It took her a few seconds to adjust to the light in the room, but since it was rather dim she quickly took in the appearance of her captor, a dominating woman who looked far different than the cowering "victim" huddled in the corner of the alley. Empathica was actually awed by the woman's severe beauty which was elegantly enhanced by her sexy clothes and powerful make-up.

"I am Mistress Cobrina, ****, and together we will rule the earth!" The raw evil and thirst for power that Empathica felt from the woman were enough to almost overwhelm her. "Never..." she whispered softly, but when Cobrina raised her hand to slap Empathica, she quickly added, "Mistress." A wicked smile crept onto Cobrina's lips as she lowered her arm. Empathica was flooded with more sexual feelings--the dominant bitch would have gotten turned on by hitting her, but was equally aroused by her meek submission!

"We are actually sort of related, you and me," the domme began. "I also have snake blood in my veins, though it's far more pure than yours. It's also a different type. You see, my pet, in other parts of the universe my kind dominate yours. Kind of like how I'm going to tame and dominate you here!" As Cobrina laughed evilly, Empathica was confused to feel a shifting range of inappropriate emotions come from her: confusion, fear, ecstasy, humor, indecision, sadness...

At seeing the puzzled look on her new ****'s face, Cobrina laughed again. This time the emotion was satisfaction and smugness, which matched the other signals. "Oh, yes, my pet, did I forget to mention? I have learned to totally control my emotions. The exquisite fear you felt from me in the alley? Fabricated for your pathetic benefit. Do not think that you can use my emotions against me, bitch." Her face hardened as she said this, and again Empathica was awash in feelings of wickedness.

"But that's enough talk for now. It is time to proceed with the next step in your transformation to my plaything and princess." Empathica, still bound helpless, was terrified at what could come next. She felt no better when she saw Cobrina start to change before her very eyes. While her basic form stayed the same, a curvaceously seductive woman, she altered from purely human to a humanoid snake-like creature. Scales developed all over her body, her eyes changed to yellow slits with red irises, he fingernails lengthened to wicked-looking claws, and a menacing tail even sprouted from her backside. A forked tongue slithered from Cobrina's mouth as she took a step toward the bound heroine, and there was nothing Empathica could do as her mistress leaned down, baring vicious-looking fangs. She tried to pull away but the straps wouldn't let her move very far at all, and she felt waves of ecstatic, erotic anticipation from the snake-bitch.

Empathica screamed as the wicked fangs pierced the skin of her neck. She could instantly feel the burning of the poisonous venom as it directly entered her bloodstream. Her enhanced senses also told her that Cobrina had a massive orgasm as she bit, which continued in waves of wonderful pleasure as she injected more and more of the evil essence into her neck.

Inexplicably, Empathica felt sexual pleasure building within herself as well. The pain in her neck had spread almost throughout her body as the corrupted blood fed itself to every cell, but at the same time she felt an orgasm building. How can this be happening? she wondered! Finally Cobrina pulled her vicious fangs from Empathica's neck, her forked tongue flicking out to capture a surprisingly small amount of blood that seeped from the wound. As the tongue touched her, Empathica shuddered in the throes of a massive sexual high. At the same time, she felt satisfaction, excitement, a thrill of success, and... evil?

Cobrina laughed an inhuman laugh. "Yessss, my little ssslave. You begin to underssstand!" The sibilant voice filled Empathica with both dread and excitement. "My venom removesss the pathetic control you had over your sssensssesss. Now I can make you feel whatever I want!" She laughed again, her reptilian nature somehow making the sound even more evil than when she was in human form.

Suddenly Empathica felt icy cold terror, all feelings of sexuality banished in an instant. A moment later the feeling was replaced with uncontrollable lust. Just as quickly she was consumed by a burning hatred. Next she felt pure, unadulterated wickedness--a total desire to dominate and use other people for nothing but her own perverted purposes. It was with this feeling still in her body that Cobrina spoke again. "The more you are around me, my pet, the more you will begin to feel and think like me. Thisss issss the true me, ssslave. Thisss will sssoon be you, too!"

Part of Empathica's brain was horrified, but the majority was unable to resist the onslaught of dark emotion. The combination of the sith-viper's venom increasing her sensitivity, Cobrina's venom making her unable to control her own feelings, and Cobrina's perfect ability to manipulate the sensations she sent out combined in an unstoppable triumverate of domination. Against her will at first, a wicked smirk began on Empathica's face. By the time the look had spread over all her features, the small voice in the back of her head was completely banished. She had totally given in to Cobrina's will, totally surrendered herself to the perverted being she had now become...