Zatanna Casts her Spell

Teleportation is a weird experience and can leave individuals disorientated, especially if it's that person's first time. Davy, Anthony or Tiny had never experienced teleportation before; Zatanna had. As a result she found herself recovered quicker then the men. Zatanna stood, theatrically spread her arms and said, "Sniahcni nem eseht dnib!"

Teleportation left Davy feeling jelly-legged. As a result he staggered back from Zatanna, taking a second to adjust his glasses. Then it happened in slow motion. Davy could only watch as Zatanna stood, waved her wand and cast a spell. Davy watched Zatanna's face, saw her lips move but could hear her words. He wondered what she said but found himself bound in chains a moment later. Instinct kicked in and Davy shouted, "Let me go!"

Zatanna realised she had made a mistake. She didn't need to stand to do her magic and she didn't need to look at the men as she cast her spell. Yet she had done both. Neither of these things were the problem. The problem was that she had admired her handiwork like she had done so many times before. That had been her mistake. Looking at the chains that bound Davy, looking at his eyes. Looking at his eyes as his mouth opened. Zatanna needed to react but she couldn't do so in time. "Mih dnibnu!"

Even as Davy could feel the chains disappear from his body he never broke eye contact with Zatanna. He didn't know why her eyes looked weird or why she was obeying him but he didn't want to give he a chance to cast more spells. "Don't cast anymore spells!" Davy shouted. Zatanna looked stunned. "Don't move!" His eyes were locked onto hers.

Into hers.

Zatanna couldn't believe it has gone wrong so quickly. She had the advantage, if only she had bound and gagged the men but now that advantage had disappeared. Zatanna tried desperately to move but her muscles didn't respond. She couldn't run, she couldn't fight, and she couldn't use her magic. Zatanna quickly realised **** times call for **** measures. "I'm surprised you're not forcing me to suck your dick again," challenged Zatanna. She didn't like using such a common term like 'suck your dick', but she reasoned her only hope was to provoke him into doing something rash.

Davy had just about gotten his breathing under control but his nerves were still on edge. Zatanna then challenged him. It was simultaneously the thing he wanted to do most and the thing he wanted to do least. He wanted to run. He wanted to fuck. Davy could feel the panic beginning to take over him.

"Wait." Anthony's voice cut the air like a knife. It held a calm, authoritative tone. Davy turned his head to look at Anthony. With a nod of the head, Anthony summoned Davy to him.

Zatanna could only watch on helplessly as Davy took the five steps needed to stand in front of Anthony. There was nothing she could do but wait. She could see Anthony whisper something in Davy's ear. Davy began to nod his head in agreement. Zatanna watched as Davy turned from Anthony and walked to where she stood. His walk seemed to have more of a swagger. Zatanna could feel the hairs on the back of her neck stand on end. Davy looked deep into her eyes. Zatanna couldn't deny the fear that she felt. "You are not going to try and escape or resist us and you are only going to cast the spells I tell you to." Zatanna could hear the strain in Davy's voice but that made no difference. The words were the important thing and now the fear became very real. "I want you to release those two," said Davy pointing at Anthony and Tiny.

"Nem owt eht dnibnu," said Zatanna in a voice that she recognised as her own despite not wanting to speak the words. Almost immediately the chains binding Anthony and Tiny disappeared. Zatanna found she could now move but, as much as she wanted to, she couldn't make a run for it.

Anthony closed the distance between him and Zatanna in three large strides. Grinning her grabbed a tit and began to squeeze. Zatanna wanted to slap his hand away or turn her body but she was powerless to resist. There was no mercy or compassion on Anthony's face, only lust. Zatanna turned her head and looked away. Anthony's grin got even bigger. He brought up his second hand and pawed at both tits. Zatanna could only mewl as she was manhandled. Anthony pushed on her tits so Zatanna was **** to walk backwards. She didn't know where she was heading but moments later found herself falling backwards as her legs collided with the settee. Zatanna found herself lying on a cushion, gazing up at Anthony who had a predatory smirk. Even though Zatanna felt fear in her chest, she refused to give the men the satisfaction of hearing her beg and plead for mercy. She knew it would fall on deaf ears. Zatanna also knew things were about to get a lot worse. She had to avoid showing any signs of weakness.

Anthony reached down and lifted Zatanna's left leg and removed her shoe. He repeated the process with her right leg. Zatanna lay still and let it happen. Next Anthony pulled her briefs down her shapely legs before throwing them across the room. Anthony leered at the beautiful sight before him. There were only two things below Zatanna's waist: a black thong and fishnet stockings. Licking his lips, Anthony grabbed hold of her thong and pulled. A ripping sound could be hear as the thong began to tear. Zatanna cried out as her thong was torn from her body. Anthony held Zatanna's underwear in front of his face before looking down at her. "Remember how you made me put my underwear on my head?" Anthony asked rhetorically. "Well let me return the favour." He slowly lowered the thong to her face. Zatanna turned her head. Anthony smiled at her futile attempt at resisting. With his free hand Anthony pinched Zatanna's nose and turned her head to face him. Zatanna could see her black thong right in front of her face, she could feel its material brush her lips. She was also getting short of breath. Zatanna opened her mouth to breathe. Anthony took this opportunity to lower her thong and stuff it into her mouth. He released his grip of her nostrils so Zatanna could breathe. Slapping her cheeks lightly Anthony said, "Be a good girl and don't spit them out." Even though it was said in a jovial manner, the threat was clear.

Zatanna felt like a prisoner in her own body. She was incapable of defending herself in any meaningful way. She glared up at Anthony to show that she was still defiant. Anthony laughed back at her. It was difficult for Zatanna to appear defiant or threatening when she lay there bottomless with her thong shoved in her mouth. Zatanna knew she still had to try; she had to fight the men, and her own fear.

Like he had in the jewellers, Anthony stripped off below the waist. He spat on his hand and rubbed it on his erect member. He looked down through the fishnet stockings at Zatanna's well trimmed bush and the opening just below. Anthony knew it was his for the taking. Taking his manhood in his hand, Anthony couldn't remember ever being so hard. He lined his shaft up with Zatanna's pussy and began to push. Zatanna bit her thong to avoid making any noise, Anthony did not care how much noise he made. "Fuuuccccckkkk mmeeeeee yoooouuuuurrrrr tttiiiiiggggghhhhhtttt!" cried Anthony as he slowly entered Anthony. The fishnets did not provide any kind of protection for Zatanna. Tears formed in Zatanna's eyes which she quickly blinked away, she refused to cry out. She could feel Anthony going deeper and deeper into her body. When Anthony was all the way in, he held his position and savoured the moment. He pulled back slowly until only the tip remain inside. He spat on his dick again to add more lube. 'I'm fucking a superheroine,' Anthony thought. 'I'm fuckin' a fucking hero!' Anthony could no longer hold his excitement and thrust forward as hard as possible.

"Mmmmmpphh!" Zatanna screamed into her gag. She could not longer stay silent. Anthony was fucking her raw. He wasn't gentle and she wasn't wet. This was not a good combination for her. However all she could do was lie there and take it. Every thrust by Anthony was met with a grunt from Zatanna. She wondered how long Anthony would last; how long she would have to endure this rough treatment.

Anthony was oblivious to Zatanna's discomfort, all he cared about was his own pleasure. He grabbed Zatanna's legs and lifted. Her lack of resistance was turning Anthony on more. In his mind he had broken Zatanna and she was nothing more than a piece of fuckmeat. Anthony increased his pace knowing he wasn't going to last much longer. "Fuck me, you're a super fuck!" Anthony cried out. "Your pussy's magic!" . Anthony's words hurt Zatanna as much as his actions. She was a superhero and one of the most powerful magicians in the world and yet she had been bested by a common robber.

Anthony dropped one leg so he could play with Zatanna's tits again. He roughly squeezed and mauled one breast before moving on to the other. Zatanna lay there waiting for it to be over. Her prayers were soon answered. "I'm cuuuuummmmmmiiiiiiinnnngggg!" Anthony shouted as he climaxed.

Zatanna could feel Anthony's hot seed as he fired it into her body. Anthony shot load after load deep into her love tunnel. Zatanna hoped she would get a chance to use her magic to avoid getting pregnant or catching any disease. She also hoped she could use her magic to bring the men to justice but only after they had been taught a lesson. Zatanna swore her ****.

Anthony held his cock inside Zatanna until he could feel it softening. He pulled out and used Zatanna's black tux jacket to wipe his dick clean. This just added insult to injury, something that Zatanna wouldn't forget. Anthony didn't care about the future, he had just fucked a heroine and was wondering what to do next. His first instinct was to fuck her again but he needed a few minutes to recover. He looked down at Zatanna and thought she needed time to recover too. However that was a luxury Anthony wasn't going to give her. "Hey," Anthony called as he redressed. "You can finish getting your dick sucked if you want."

Davy jumped when Anthony called to him. He didn't think he would get another chance but wasn't about to say no. "Got nothing else to do," Davy replied with a shrug of his shoulders, trying to sound as casual as possible. He walked over to where Zatanna lay collapsed on the settee.

"I'm going to see if you've got any beer in the fridge," said Anthony. "Also when I said back to mine, I meant mine you dumbass, not yours."

Davy stared down at Zatanna. She looked a mess and it made Davy's cock twitch. His eyes wandered from her red sore pussy, to her heaving chest, to her face and to her eyes. Davy still couldn't get use to how her eyes looked. "Finish sucking me off," he demanded.

Zatanna slid off the settee and onto her knees. She spat out her thong, pulled down Davy's pants and picked up where she left off at the jewellers. Zatanna went slowly as a protest of having to do such a degrading act. However Davy was in no hurry and was happy to let Zatanna take her time. Davy decided to really relax when he was getting a blowjob so, with his jeans around his ankles, he waddled to the settee and sat down with his hands behind his head. Zatanna's body would not let her break contact with Davy's shaft so she followed his every moment with her lips wrapped around his dick. Something Davy found very amusing.

Zatanna had been giving head for three minutes when she felt a hand squeeze her breast. "Huuummmm!" she squealed onto Davy's cock. This just made Anthony laugh as he sat down next to Davy with a beer in his hand. Zatanna glanced up at the two men while not altering her pace. She saw Anthony lean across and whisper something in Davy's ear. Davy nodded and looked down at her with a smile. Zatanna didn't like that smile one bit. She could sense more trouble for her in the not to distant future.

Anthony took a swig of beer. "Finish already, will you."

"Hurry up and finish me off," said Davy looking down at Zatanna. "And swallow every drop." Zatanna could feel her body respond as she picked up the pace. Davy could feel his climax approaching. "When you've swallowed, you are not going to try and escape or resist us and you are only going to cast the spells I tell you to."

A little bit of hope died inside Zatanna. Teleporting from the jewellery store to here and ended Davy's control over her. Zatanna was hoping the same would be true once she swallowed his seed. Now her hopes were dashed, she would continue to be a docile captive. Zatanna wasn't given too much time to contemplate this however as Davy's spunk hit the back of her throat. As instructed she swallowed every little swimmer. When Zatanna was sure Davy had nothing left to give, she opened her mouth and released his penis. Breathing heavily, she looked at the men and said, "I am going to get you for this."

Anthony stood so he towered over Zatanna. "You can try but we are going to have some fun first."