Well, nearly.

You wish that you could figure out where you are going from inside the bag like spies do in some movies but you have no clue.

Some residue of white powder, probably meant to convince sniffing dogs on the contents of the bag is staffing to your sweaty skin and you breathed a lot of it during the ride.

Your boobs are very sensible and take more space than you are used to. Your pussy is very wet, if it wasn't for your position and the lack of access to it you would be furiously masturbating.

Firebrand is listening to the radio while driving and the frequent news snippets between the songs keep you informed on the time. It's now 7:30 am when you hear the motor stopping. Nearly two hours early for you to use your powers. If you stop your wind form with a little juice left you sometimes can use it for a blink or two before the six hours of recharge but when you push too hard you have to wait to the last second.

You feel the car going down like in an elevator, it goes deep underground before stopping in a loud clank.

A hissing sound and a creaking noise indicate that a huge hermetically sealed door is opening.

You feel the bag being lifted and Firebrand gets you inside.

"Fire in the hole! " shout a loud deep voice.

"Kurt this has stopped being funny when I was 15. I got the thing She wants, is She awake?" replies Firebrand.

"Bad puns are the only respite us lowly minions get in life, that why we all voted for Hot Stuff for the name of the gang. She is in the throne room, she has used Tinderbob and CharColeen all night. I hope you can calm her a little." replies Kurt the henchman. He is kind of famous, past 60 years old he as been a henchman for nearly every villain worth his salt during his long career. Knowing that he is working for Hot Stuff these days is a good clue.

You are carried away as the smoking hot redhead is walking towards the throne room where Pyrogasm is waiting for the bag you are hidden in.

"Brandine, you are back! What took you so long? We could have used your assistance last night. Do you have it? " asks the loud voice of Pyrogasm. The villain is a middle aged heavy woman with a great deal of shapes. Enormous ass, huge tits and a large belly, she usually only wear red and orange body paint as her first costumes have no hope of holding up with her body.

Pyrogasm contrary to what her name could make you think doesn't create or control fire in any way. She just likes it a lot. Her body is ignifuged and fire does make her stronger and near invincible. She used to douze herself in gasoline and light herself up to rob banks before partnering with a bunch of low tier fire villains and minions with flamethrowers. This was years ago when she still had a dream body, twenty years later she is enormous and uses her minions in orgies, while her right hand Firebrand is managing the crime side of things.

Yes, Orgies. The name is due to her power, when exposed to fireshe gets off and when she cums that way she get more powerful for hours. With each consecutive orgasm she grows in strength.

"Mom, it's Firebrand. I'm an adult now and I don't want the minions to know my name. I got the stuff and Neal even gave me a test ride with it, it's awesome. This nerdy shrimp fucked me with a foot long cock and the strength of a superhuman for hours. I have 50kg of the stuff in this bag. " she replies.

That is some exclusive news. You follow even the more outlandish rumors on boards online and you would have never guessed that Firebrand was Pyrogasm's daughter, this gave their last hits where she lit her on fire to assist her an incestuous bent that added to the sexy style of this gang.

With the heat in this room more of the powder is absorbed through your sweaty skin and you manage to slip a hand to your pussy, you can't refrain touching it and only hope that you won't scream when you explode in ecstasy.