Wanda Visits The DC Girls

Rapid, heavy knocks fell on the door to apartment 4-C at Paradise Towers. Hardly a second passed before the next round of impatient knocking sounded off. The third round came even sooner and was strong enough to rattle the sturdy door in its frame.

Finally, sick of waiting, instead of using her magic to knock, Wanda Maximoff simply blew the door from its hinges, a thunderous sound that rumbled across the entire floor. With elegant, graceful steps, Wanda waltzed into the apartment, stepping over the splintered remains of the door, before waving her hands and instantly replacing and repairing the door, wooden shards assembling themselves in a flurry of red light.

She then turned to the apartment's occupants, presenting herself with a thin smile. "Pardon me, I decided to let myself in. Hope you girls don't mind."

Said occupants - Megan Morse, Starfire, and Raven - were indeed shocked (yes, even Raven, in a rare display of emotion), both by the suddenness of the entrance, and by the presence of Wanda herself. Especially considering the last time they had encountered Wanda, they assaulted her both physically and psychically. The tension in the room immediately sharpened in intensity. The three young heroines all recovered from their shock, taking cagey and wary stances, ready to spring into action. From their perspective, it appeared that the Scarlet Witch was looking to settle the score.

Naturally, it was the empathetic, telepathic Megan to be the one to break the ice. "Miss Maximoff... we understand that you might be upset, but honestly, we meant you no harm and were just following orders." Megan said, slowly and evenly, offering her hands, palms turned upwards, alongside a soft smile. Starfire followed suit, but Raven kept herself guarded, eyes narrowed.

And Wanda just started laughing, soft and ringing, immediately dispelling the tension and spreading confusion across the room. "Oh, no, no, no, you are all mistaken." Wanda was genuinely amused by how they had reacted to her dramatic entrance. She did bear no grudge against them, but she did take some dark joy in spooking the trio. With a slight smile, Wanda approached Megan, causing the Martian girl to flinch, while Raven's hackles rose like a cat. "Dear Megan, why would I hold ill will against my fellow **** sisters?" Wanda purred in her smooth, deep voice, cupping Megan's cheek and caressing her green flesh. Megan and Star both breathed sighs of relief, while Raven's stance and expression simply shifted to muted.

"You must excuse my entrance, I was just slightly impatient to get to meet the three of you. I have been with Rob and Zatanna ever since we returned and I finally decided it was time to spread my wings and meet my fellows." She flashed eager grins to all three girls. "And I thought there would be no one better than the three I already have... history with, let's say." Her eyes then fell on Raven, as she added, "Especially you, my dear. The Master says much about you."

Redness crept into Raven's pallid complexion, as she quickly averted her eyes and mumbled something incoherent, retreating into the shadows.

"Well, that is most wonderful Miss Maximoff!" Starfire cheered, floating along to join Megan and Wanda. "We were just deciding on what to do this evening. Our Rob has gone out with our other roommate - the Gwen that is Ten - for an evening of splendid debauchery and hedonism. But we are exceptionally thrilled to have you this evening. Perhaps, to commemorate this coming together, we share a round of mustard and play a thrilling game of Oband'r."

In the face of Starfire's.... starness, Wanda was left dumbstruck, leading to Megan saying. "Star is just exuberant. And hasn't fully assimilated into Earth and human culture. But we would love to have you for the night. I was just about to start dinner if you'd like to stay?"

"Certainly." Wanda smiled gracefully, even as her eyes sparkled mischievously. "Though, I do admit, I have a specific reason for coming here, too."

Before anyone could question Wanda, she raised a hand, waved it through the air, trailing red chaotic energies, and reached out towards the minds of both Megan and Starfire. Instantaneously, they were stricken by Wanda's power, eyes shooting wide open, red energy crackling along their outer edges, emotion and intelligence draining from their faces.

"I would like to have a discussion with you, Raven, dear." Wanda said, casually, ignoring the whammy she had just put on the other two. "But the two of you are very welcome to kiss my ass while I do so."

"Yes, Miss Wanda! Right away, Miss Wanda!"

Smiles, fanatical and loving, formed on the lips of the two spellbound women, as they eagerly fell to their knees and began to kiss Wanda's plump ass. Worshipping it with lips and tongues; groping it reverently; stroking the thin piece of fabric of her leotard that covered it. To Megan and Star, Wanda's posterior and their worship of it was the most important thing right now.

A mix of chuckled, coos, and moans escaped Wanda's lips, eyes flickering as she enjoyed her handiwork. Normally, binding a mind like this was serious work, especially considering the two girls were alien species she was unfamiliar with. However, her life was no longer normal, for any meaning of the word, meaning the normal rules of her powers (however loose they might be) no longer applied. For starters, Rob was infused with the magic of the djinn, and as a Nexus Being, Wanda could tap into that aura around her Master and redirect it, focus it. Secondly, even without Rob present, his wish to make all of the fictional women her summoned to Earth be fated to be his slaves left her with something to work with, too. In all of those women, whether claimed or not, there was a kernel or power, a knot which represented the inevitability of fate. She had seen it in Zatanna, she had seen it in the other slaves around the Big House, and she had felt it within her, too. Now, it was child's play to reach out, grab that knot, unwind it into a thread, and tug along Rob's other slaves to do whatever she wished. Just a few pulls, that was all it took, and Megan and Star were grovelling at her feet, planting wet, sloppy kisses on her bum.

No wonder Master loved this so much.

And that left Raven, Wanda's eyes falling to the gothic half-demon, her lewd, erotic body on full display in her obscenely tight leotard. She was back to guarded and hostile upon Wanda's enchantment and she flinched when Wanda looked at her again, eyes sharp and teeth bared.

"Relax, Raven darling, I just want to talk." Wanda beckoned Raven forth with a crooked index finger, snagging Raven's red string of faith. Immediately, Raven was propelled forth to face Wanda, mere feet separating them. "If you want, I'll let you use one of these two while we do so."

"Hmm... no thank you..." Raven said, trying to sound disinterested, even after a full minute of deliberation. Wanda just shrugged.

"As you wish. " Grabbing onto a chair as well, Wanda **** Raven to sit before her, while she appraised the young woman. Oh yes, what she had been told was true. The Master did a number to her. Ravishingly beautiful and exceptionally powerful, Wanda could practically taste the **** stench of lust rising from her. Wanda cupped both of Raven's cheeks with her hands, staring into her purple-blue eyes, dark and mysterious as her own, running her hands down to her shoulders and then across her arms, drinking in every sinful curve of her lovely body.

"The Master has told me much about you." Wanda suddenly said, much to Raven's surprise, the latter even gasping. It was true, Wanda felt no need to hide it from her, even as she put on a playful, toying smile. "He speaks very highly of you - your mind, your powers, your body... But also that you have an arrangement of sorts with him."

Raven clenched up in her seat, a visible lump in her throat as she swallowed. "He wants me... to be more powerful. To tap into my demonic nature and become a slutty succubus bitch, the best demoness slavegirl he could ask for." Afterward, Raven cleared her throat, clearly embarrassed by this admission.

Wanda was about to follow up, only to be hit with a wave of pleasure. Her two mindless ass-kissers had finally pulled away her leotard and were beginning to tongue her anus. Her entire body trembled, as she hugged herself tightly, letting the pure ecstasy of it all wash over her.

"Pardon me..." Wanda herself cleared her throat, placing one hand on the back of Megan's head and urging her to go deeper into her rear cavern. "Well, may I ask if you have made any progress." Raven's reply took the form of her shrinking into herself, dismally scowling and averting her gaze. "Ah, I see..."

"I understand what Mas- Mr. Daily wants from me. And I want it, too..." Raven said in a small, small voice after a long pause, the only sound filling the air being Megan's sloppy analingus. "But I don't know how to go about doing it. What's inside of me... my heritage... I'm a demon of destruction, not of lust..." With a heavy sigh, Raven closed her eyes and looked downward, forlornly. "He promised me... a reward. But even if he did, I would still try my hardest to be his demonic bitch. I just don't know how..."

Wanda opened her mouth, but what came out were not words of kindness or sympathy, but a long, peeling moan. Megan transfigured her tongue into a long, thin sinuous thing, snaking it's way past her puckered entrance and digging into her bowels, slithering up inside of her. Wriggling around and hitting places never touched before. Her knees went weak as Wanda's moan built to a roar of release, the Scarlet Witch collapsing into a convulsing heap, cumming before the despondent girl before her.

Luxuriating in the wake of such a mighty orgasm, Wanda cuddled with Megan and Star, pawing at the damp crotch of her leotard. However, she soon realized there were more important matters at hand. Quickly, Wanda sent Megan and Star off to make dinner, as she returned to her feet. Raven had not moved an inch.

"Then, I made the right decision coming here." Wanda said, attempting to find her gravitas again after orgasming in front of Raven. "Because I am here to help, darling."

That made Raven flinch, looking up. "Help? How can you help? Why?"

Wanda's response was a wordless smirk, as she reached out with her psychokinetic powers. Raven offered no resistance, as she was lifted off her chair and into the air. With minimal effort and gestures, Wanda rent Raven's leotard from her body, shredding the skimpy fabric into pieces with ease, before gently placing Raven onto the floor. Wanda then lifted herself up with her own power, looming over Raven before dropping down, straddling over her perfect, nude form.

Crawling up Raven, inch by beautiful inch, Wanda never took her eyes off the young woman. "I am a mistress of magic, my dear. Far greater than you could possibly imagine." Wanda inhaled, both of Raven's natural scent and her metaphysical nature. Raven's demonic magic was another thing she could tap into, and she could sense the sheer magnitude of power dwelling deep within the grey-skinned girl. She could feel shadowy tendrils writhing from Raven, reaching out and grasping for anything they could get their hooks on. Without proper focus, Wanda could see herself succumbing to it herself.

Finally reaching the apex of mount Raven, the two locked eyes, Wanda straddling atop and pinning Raven to the ground by her wrists. A spark snapped into being between the two, as the space between Wanda and Raven shrank, bit by bit, with each passing moment. Wanda could feel Raven's breath on her face, see her lips quiver and tremble, see the need deep within her eyes. They kissed, softly at first, before Wanda's hunger exploded, Raven quietly submitting to the older woman's advances, becoming smothered by the red hot heat of the Scarlet Witch.

Breathlessly, Wanda pulled away, purring in utter satisfaction. "As for the why, well..." Wanda's eyes flashed as she chuckled. "I like to believe we are kindred spirits. For I too know what is like to bare such awesome, terrifying power and yearn for love and acceptance. Rob was kind enough to give me everything I want and need, and so I shall return the favour."

As she spoke, one of Wanda's hands fell to her belly, pressing against it and feeling the life growing within her. Her daughter. Yes, her daughter would be destined to be Rob's sex ****, too, but such a reality was becoming more and more pleasant to Wanda as the days passed.

For her part, Raven stared up at Wanda in wonderment and disbelief, Wanda reading Raven's all-consuming desire to be helped, but holding back due to fear and mistrust. This was a woman who had opened her heart before, only to be hurt again and again. Such a poor creature. Thankfully, Master's love would fix that all too soon.

With two fingers, Wanda gathered her power and pressed them against Raven's forehead, carving a rune of black light onto the flesh, artfully drawing the strokes around the ruby embedded in her forehead. Painless, Wanda repeated the process twice more, drawing the same rune at Raven's sternum, and then again at her crotch, right about her inflamed, swollen, needy pussy. The runes burned black for a moment, before fading away, though Wanda could still see their ghosts flickering on Raven's skin.

"Refrain from using your powers for a time and take time in the day to meditate and focus." Wanda instructed, body still pressed against Raven's nude form. "These marks are focus points, you will pool your power towards them and they will channel it to your need." With the same fingers used to draw the marks, Wanda pressed them against Raven's forehead, then chest, then crotch, in that order. She repeated the process twice more, performing the cycle three times in total. "Mind, soul, and body. Brain, heart, and cunt. Conscious desire, spiritual need, and physical hunger. When the power coalesces and swells to it's maximum, it will burst out, and remake you in our Master's image."

Blinking in disbelief, Raven struggled to form words. "Is it - can it really be that simple? What sort of power is this?" Wanda leaned in again, whispering intimately into Raven's ear.

"Yours, darling Raven. I simply tapped into the demonic core of yourself and drew it out. And a little bit of Rob's power, too." Once more, she pressed where the marks were, this time lovingly rubbing the palm of her hand against the spots. "You bear a little of the Master's power with you. With that, I am certain you will become the demonic succu-bitch he desires."

Stone-faced, to Wanda it seemed like Raven was trying her hardest not to cry. Not to whimper. Not to show any emotion. Still, a faint smile of sweet relief came to her lips, as she whispered. "Thank you..."

"My pleasure, Raven. Now then, while Megan and Star dance on my strings and make us dinner, perhaps we should continue...?" Wanda deliberately let her words trailed off, groping one of the gigantic breasts in front of her. That brought even more of a smile to Raven's face, as she threw her arms around Wanda and drew her even closer in, to properly thank her for her tutelage and assistance.