The Producer

From her throne within the void between universes the Producer watched the feed of multiple realities. Each one showed her newest gameshow pilots being trialed. So far she was really enjoying how one particular individual was being treated.

Who would have thought outsourcing the production to a hero's own villain would have resulted in such fantastic viewing? Home field advantage she supposed.She looked between the multiple displays before her of those different time lines and the outcomes.

Release had made her laugh. To see the poor helpless hero celebrate, only to be brought back down to earth. There was a level of irony in that result of the wheel. A clever use of the word's definition and assumptions. Now she was stuck on that infernal machine, as it pumped orgasm after orgasm out of her poor body until she broke. She wondered how long the hero would last.

Pain had a similar premise but with so much more malice. A bit contrived, perhaps, but so devious it made the Producer bite her own bottom lip in sadistic pleasure. To watch a hero with an unbreakable body have that very fact used against her like this. It made her giddy with excitement and lust. She was glad to have loaned out her favourite pair of jewellery. Maybe she should give out some more?

Humiliation, she too had wondered how that would work. Was the hero not humiliated in all of these timelines? But she got the idea of it too. Making her into a puppet that would humiliate itself. The internal fight against it and being helpless to stop was very entertaining. It was a completely different form of breaking the hero and she thought it was going to do wonders.

Overall, she would say these pilot episodes were a success. She had a lot more to review, but she was more than happy to greenlight Wheel of Miss-Fortune here and now. She she did want to make some changes, though.

Like having it shoot here in her void. She was already having a stage dreamed up. She wanted to be a live observer. She also wanted a full time host, not one outsourced, she would have to create them as well. Maybe give a face to this 'Miss Fortune'. A being of luck and fate on a scale like her own. She would need to have a daughter.

She also wanted to broadcast it to more than just one city or world. She wanted to broadcast it to the whole multiverse. And with no one to stand against her godlike powers, who would stop her? She was already sending off samples to certain universes, hoping to see how it would appeal to audiences. Translating them into different languages, viewing formats and even mediums.

She even turned one sample into a submission to a story contest run by an old friend of hers on a site that she frequented from that universe. She signed it with a heart and sent it out to the multiverse.