Shortcut To The Top Ch 05

AUTHOR'S NOTE: This story contains gay male sex, as well as straight sex. If that's not your thing, be warned.

***

Even though she had just spent the last few hours getting fucked by Shiver and her new cop slaves, Sarah felt her pussy tingle as she saw the image on screen: Clusterbomb and Lasersight--two of the most powerful heroes in the Hero's League--sitting naked, blank, and under her complete control. And she didn't even have to lift a finger to enslave them.

"The spirals work, mistress," said Cypher. She was standing behind the couch, arms draped around Lasersight, playing with her breasts as the older hero finger fingered herself. "Didn't they, heroes?"

"I am Mistress Sapphire's slave. I must obey," Lastersight said.

On the other end of the couch, Clusterbomb sat, playing with his leaking cock while Cyclone forced the hero's head up and down his cock. Cyclone pushed his head back, stopping him from sucking just long enough for him to speak as well.

"I am mistress Sapphire's slave. I must obey," he said.

"Good slaves," she said. "Now there's just one last piece I need before I attack the League straight on. Cypher, did you do the research I asked for?"

"Yes, mistress," she said. "We've been keeping tabs on someone possibly hiding his powers. We haven't been able to investigate in person, but if our early data is good then he should be just what you need.

***

Ryan looked up when he heard the coffee shop door open, and he laid his eyes on the most beautiful woman he had ever seen.

Ryan definitely wished he was more confident when it came to talking to women. He was decently attractive (though he would never admit it) and a genuinely nice guy, but he definitely was not the most charismatic person. In fact, he was cripplingly shy when it came to interacting with pretty much everyone, especially someone as hot at the woman that just walked in. He would never be able to get up the nerve to strike up a conversation, let alone ask someone out.

This shyness also meant that at 27 years old, Ryan was still a virgin. Though intellectually he knew there was nothing wrong with being a late bloomer, the fact still brought him a lot of shame. If only he could solve all his problems with his intellect. Still, he hoped that maybe someday he would find the right person for him. Until then, he had to make do with porn. And some other kinky projects that he would never reveal for fear of being found by the Hero's League.

He didn't hate the League by any means. But he would rather just not get mixed up in all that hero and villain business, and was content to just work on his personal projects--tinkering around in the lab and inventing seemingly impossible machines with the aid of his power of invention--which truly helped fulfill him, even if did get a little lonely. Or more than a little lonely.

"Sorry to bother you."

The voice snapped him out of his reverie. He hadn't realized that at some point the woman had walked right up to his table. He started to sweat.

Shit. Be cool

, he thought.

Don't be an idiot. Just don't look stupid in front of her, that's all you have to do

.

"I'm so, so sorry, but could I ask you for a favor?" she said. "My card is being declined, I must have forgotten to pay my bill this month. Could you maybe buy me a coffee?"

"Oh... I... uh... I mean..."

C'mon dude, just say yes. She's smoking hot, just say it. Three letters, it's not that hard

.

"Yeah... yeah... totally, no problem." He stammered, getting up to go to the counter before she clocked how much he was panicking.

When Ryan got back to his table, fresh coffee in hand, he was surprised to see that she had decided to sit down.

"Oh my god, thank you! You're so sweet," she said. "I hope you don't mind that I had a seat, everywhere else was full."

"Yeah uh... yeah, that's cool," he said, not even bothering to glance around and check if she was lying.

"Thanks, I really appreciate it. You'll have to let me make this up to you somehow," she said, with a smirk. "I'm Sarah, by the way."

"Ryan," he said.

As nervous as was at first, he started to calm down surprisingly quickly as they chatted. There was just something about her that drew him to her. It wasn't just her looks, though Ryan had to be very conscious not to let his mind wander too much or he'd pop a boner right on the spot. She just put him at ease somehow. Made it so easy to just relax and listen to her.

"So Ryan," she said. "Do you live close to here?"

"Oh um... I don't know if I should say, really."

Flash

. There it was again. The last few minutes they'd been talking, he could swear he saw some kind of flash every now and again. Something bright, and blue, and a little disorienting. But just for a second, then it was gone.

"Yeah, I live around the block," he said, not really thinking about the words coming out of his mouth.

"Do you wanna... head back there, maybe?" She asked with a smirk. "I can pay you back for this coffee."

Holy shit. Yes. Finally! But.. wait, no she can't see the apartment, I still need to hide... everything.

"Oh that's really nice of you but, I don't think that's a good-"

Flash. Flash. Flash.

He was cut off mid-sentence by the flash again. But this time it was brighter. More intense. Was it coming from her eyes?

A jolt ran through his arm as he felt her fingers on his hand.

Flash.

"Let's go back to your place."

"I... yeah... Go back to my place."

***

Before he knew it, he was unlocking his front door. He barely even remembered the walk over. He just remembered the flash. And her voice. Telling him to relax.

"So uh, this is it," he said. His apartment was modestly sized, but nice enough. He watched nervously as Sarah took a look around.

"Nice setup," she said, gesturing to his full gaming PC setup, complete with two monitors and flashing LED lights on a desk pushed up against one of the apartment's windows.

She continued to wander around. "What's in here?"

Ryan bolted forward as soon as he saw her reaching for the knob of his closet door.

"No don't open that!" he yelled, forcing himself between her and the door. "It's uh... private," he said, realizing just then how suspicious that looked.

She giggled. "Aw, c'mon. Show me what's inside."

Flash. Flash. Flash. Flash.

Fuck. There it is again... It's making it hard to think. Is it... are her eyes glowing? Is she doing something to me?

"Just do what I want, Ryan. You've been doing it this whole time, anyway."

There was no more flashing. Sarah's eyes were now glowing bright blue. Ryan couldn't look away. He felt the cold metal of the knob on his fingers. Against his will, he turned it and opened the door.

The light from the hall fell on two figures, one in each corner. Especially in the shadows of the closet, they seemed particularly human but if you knew what to look for you would be able to tell they were not. Hair a little too perfect, skin texture just not quite what you would expect. Ryan's robots. Not quite human, but good enough for what he used them for.

"Well, Ryan, what do we have here?"

"Who the fuck are you? What did you do to me?"

She ignored his question, instead pushing him aside to get a better look. One robot looked like a man, and the other a woman, standing still and silent. They were both naked, genitals--or what looked like them--out in the open, the male's penis locked in a permanent hard-on.

"Looks like someone has some dirty little secrets. Naughty boy," Sarah said, stepping inside to get a closer look, feel the synthetic flesh. "Pretty convincing. And... well endowed."

"You need to leave. No," he said.

"I don't think I will. Now, look into my eyes."

She grabbed him by the collar and pulled him close. Her eyes were glowing even brighter now. He was caught. It was just a matter of time until he was in Sapphire's control.

"Good boy," she said. "Now, you'll answer all my questions honestly."

"I... yes... I'll answer honestly."

"Do you have a girlfriend, Ryan? Or maybe a boyfriend?"

"No."

"That's too bad. You must get so lonely. And so horny. Especially when a pretty girl like me comes along. Isn't that right?"

"Yes... horny,"

"And how do you get release when you're all alone and horny?"

"I watch porn. And masturbate."

She grabbed him by the wrist and pulled him back out into the living room, guiding him to his computer desk. She sat down on the chair.

"I can just imagine it. You sitting right here. Watching porn, wishing you were with those girls. Stroking your big. Hard. Cock."

Ryan wouldn't call his cock big, but it definitely was hard now, throbbing in time with her last three words.

So hard. So horny. Stare into her eyes.

"How often, Ryan?"

"T-twice a day. At least."

She gasped in mock surprise. "Twice a day? No wonder you're so lonely, Ryan. How are you ever going to get someone to date you if you're stuck in here every day. Fantasizing about women in porn, wishing you could hold them, could fuck them.

"And it's not just the women, is it? You think about the men too, don't you? Imagining you're them, manly, muscular, powerful, getting to fuck whoever they want. Or do you wish they were using

you

? You don't even need to answer, boy. I know it's both."

"Stop... please," Ryan pleaded, while his cock got even harder, tenting obscenely in his pants.

"Why should I?" She said, getting up, getting closer to him again, almost touching him but not quite. "You clearly like it. You like being hard and horny in front of a woman."

Hard. Horny. Obey.

"You like a woman seeing you like this. Aroused. Helpless. Submissive." Even in his trance, he saw one of Sarah's hands drift to her breast to play with her nipple.

Can't look away. So hard to resist.

He was horny. Hornier than he ever had been. Someone was seeing him as he truly was. A pervert. A sex-obsessed loser. And she liked it.

"You want me to see even more. See how horny you are from bring exposed as the pathetic submissive loser you are."

"No, I can't," Ryan protested weakly.

"Obey."

Obey. Strip. Horny. Slave.

At her command, Ryan hastily stripped. Sarah smiled as she saw his cock, hard and dripping for her.

"Now masturbate for me. Show me how you stroke that big hard dick while you're here, alone, watching porn, working on your little robots."

"I... no..." Ryan's protests were interrupted by the familiar feeling of his hand on his cock. He knew the danger he was in, at the mercy of some powerful villain. But deep down, this is what he'd always wanted. Always needed. His body, his subconscious mind wouldn't let him resist for much longer. After years of watching porn, finally someone else was doing the watching.

He moaned in pleasure, dripping precum

"Please... Stop..."

"You want to stop? But it's making me so horny, watching you jerk off," Sarah said, as her hand slipped under the waistband of her pants. "Seeing how aroused you are for me. But if you really want to stop, then stop. Take your hand off your cock, put your clothes back on. I'll leave, and I'll never see you again. But you don't want to do that, do you?"

"No, but... you're doing something to me... to my mind."

"Of course I am," she said. The glow of her eyes pulled him even deeper into a trance. It was impossible to focus. Impossible to resist.

"Now tell me, slave what have you been hiding? What are those machines in the closet?"

The word

slave

still ringing in his mind he spoke, unable to control himself.

"They're... my sex bots. I have powers. I can design and build machines more complex than anything we have today."

"And what do you do with them?"

"I have sex with them."

"Both of them? Even the man?" She said, mockingly.

"Yes, even the man."

"Tell me more slave. And show me."

Still stroking his dick, Ryan went over to his computer and typed in a command. Sarah heard a gentle startup chime from inside the closet and the male robot came through the doorway, cock still hard but now glistening with some kind of lube.

"I make them dominate me. Command me." The robot grabbed Ryan's arms, holding them roughly behind his back, then shoved his head forward to bend him over, holding him up by his arms.

"Bend me over and fuck me. Use me." Ryan moaned loudly as the robot's cock entered him. Sarah was extremely horny now as well. She stripped and was openly playing with her own pussy now.

Ryan's moans got even louder when he saw her masturbating.

"Keep going slave, tell me how pathetic you are!"

"I love being used!" He cried, still stroking his cock as Sarah watched him getting fucked by his toy.

"I need to be used. I love seeing you get horny when you watch me."

Obey.

"I need to obey. I love to do as I am told."

Submit.

"I am a submissive slut."

Submit. Submit. Submit.

"I must submit."

"Good boy, so submit. Look into my eyes and obey."

"Your eyes... Too powerful... Too horny... to resist. Yes mistress. Yes mistress, I'll obey!"

He frantically stroked his cock, while his sex toy fucked him in the ass in front of Sapphire. And as his mind was finally taken over by the pleasure, he shot ropes of cum all over the floor in front of him.

"Hmph. You came without my permission, slave.

"I'm sorry mistress... Too horny... couldn't resist." The arousal had left his voice now, but it still sounded absent and empty. He stared blankly forward, his dick still semi-hard.

She stepped up to him, close enough to whisper.

"Well Ryan, you'll just have to get hard again for me."

Ryan's eyes widened as he felt it. The tips of her fingers, a light stroke on the underside of his shaft. The first time another person even touched his cock.

Sapphire smiled as she felt Ryan's dick start to rise, only seconds after he had just come. Just a couple of weeks ago, she wasn't too different from him. A nice, unassuming girl living a boring, normal life. It had been a wild ride since discovering her powers. Now, she was discovering all new things about herself. Like that she loved taking control, dominating people. And she was good at it.

So even though she knew Ryan's was already fully hypnotized, she still wanted to have some fun.

"I know your type, Ryan," she said, now fully stroking his cock back to hardness as he moaned and squirmed under her touch.

"Nice guy. Shy. With a lot of dirty secrets. And with the exception of your robot pals here, I'm going to guess... a virgin too. Am I right?"

"Y-yes... mistress," Ryan said. Even with him in trance, Sapphire could hear the shame in his voice.

"Of course you are. Too concerned with what people think of you to get laid. Too shy to come out of your shell to date. Or even make friends."

Now her strokes were faster, more firm. Ryan's cock was fully hard again, already dripping precum all over her fingers.

"So you sit here. Watching porn, jerking off, building robots to help ease the tension. But all you want, all you so desperately need is someone to touch you. To fuck you."

"Aaaaaah yes mistress! I need it so bad!"

"Well then," she said. She stopped stroking him, and Ryan let out a strained groan when he felt his mistress' hand leave his cock.

She walked over to his computer desk--where he'd spent countless nights jerking off--and swept everything off it. Ryan's dual monitors and expensive mechanical keyboard flew off the desk and clattered to the floor. Sapphire crawled on the table, faced him, and spread her legs. Her fingers parted her pussy lips, just like the women he watched night after night.

"Fuck me, slave."

Super speed was not one of his powers, but Ryan shot forward in what seemed like the blink of an eye. Finally, he would get to fuck someone. Feel someone's warm, moist pussy on his cock. His sexbots were good, but he knew nothing would compare to the real thing.

Sapphire guided his cock to the entrance of her pussy. Her legs wrapped around his waist, and she pulled him towards her, his cock slowly sliding inside.

The pleasure was overwhelming. The warmth, the sensation, better than he could have imagined. He savored every second, going deeper and deeper, pleasure building until-

"OH FUCK I'm cumming, mistress!" he cried. Just one thrust was enough to do it. The second he buried his entire cock in his mistress' pussy he couldn't hold back and shot a massive load inside her.

She smiled an evil smirk. "I didn't tell you to stop, boy."

For the next hour, Sapphire taught her slave the ropes of standard sex. With her control stopping him from cumming too soon, he quickly learned how to please his mistress, even tasting his own cum while eating her out.

When she was pleased with his performance, had Ryan lay face up on his bed while his robot fucked him in the ass. She got on top of him and rode his cock while she stared deep into his eyes.

"You're too horny to think, slave."

"Yes, I'm too horny to think, mistress."

"You can only feel pleasure and obey."

"I can only feel pleasure and obey."

"Good. Now I have some plans for you. I'm going to use that empty little head of yours to make something I've been wanting to make for a long, long time.

"I'll let you use my mind however you want, mistress."

***

Ryan's machine worked. With more than a little hypnotic focus, and lots of sex to reward him, he had managed to build everything in just a few days.

It was a box roughly the size of a record player. Raw material would go in through a panel on the top. And with enough energy, the machine could turn raw ingredients into perfect, shiny sapphires, grown specifically to his mistress' specifications to best contain her hypnotic energy.

Even with his power, Ryan couldn't get around needing a ton of energy to catalyze the reaction. Luckily, his mistress had some fellow slaves willing to help. So they worked together: Lasersight and Clusterbomb blasted the device with their powers. It would then divert that energy to initialize the reaction. Then, a quick blast of cold from Shiver would help speed up the formation of the gems, making them absolutely flawless.

It was hard work for the heroes, but Ryan was more than willing to keep their spirits up, letting the heroes use his mouth, cock, and ass however they wanted while they worked.

"Are we making progress, slut?" Sapphire asked when she came to check on them.

Ryan lifted his head from in between Lasersight's legs to answer. "Yes mistress. By today, we'll have enough gems. Oh fuck!" He cried, feeling Cluserbomb's cock twitch as it shot another load in his hole.

"Good. That means tomorrow, we launch our attack."