Captured by a Horny Villainess
Awake already? You're even stronger than I thought. I barely had time to tie you up. I don't want you wasting any of your energy, so you may as well know your wrists and ankles are bound with an unbreakable titanium-steel alloy rope. And I'm
very
good with knots. So you just lie there on the floor like a good boy, and listen.
Oh yes, I removed your mask. Of
course
I did. But shouldn't you be grateful for my restraint? I kept the rest of your costume on. For now. Although, I confess, after I tied your arms over your head, I felt you under your shirt. I was pleasantly surprised to find your costume doesn't have muscle padding. Tall, slim gents like you don't usually have such definition, but
damn.
That's all Hydron Man filling out your suit. I could run my tongue around every bump in your six-pack.
Oh no, don't struggle. I just want to have a seat beside you, get another good look at that face. Doesn't that feel nice? My gloved hands, grazing your ears, tousling your hair. You know, I gasped, when I removed your mask. Such a gorgeous face! With this jaw and these cheekbones, you could be a model. And to keep it all hidden behind this garish thing. Well, Jon, I think that makes
you
the real villain here.
Oh, sweetie! Of
course
I know your name. First and last. You were easy to find, once I had a picture of your face. Jon Michaels. And to my shock: you're in college. The superhero who's foiled my plans and overpowered me no less than
six
times is a schoolboy. Can you even buy alcohol yet? I must be at least ten years older than you.
So much power, in such a tight, muscular, sexy package. And yet, all it takes is a little rope, and I can do
anything
I like with you.
I also saw that little girlfriend of yours, Julie. Oh, don't worry yourself! I'd never hurt her. I'm just a heist woman. Plus, she seems nice. And you've been together since early high school? So sweet. And she's such a pretty little thing! Perky. Petite. That's my nice way of saying she has tiny tits. Hardly any ass on her at all.
You're cute, when you feign scandal. But I see the way you look at me when we fight. You can't get enough of these big boobs. You think that when I lower my front zipper just like... this, I don't see the way your eyes flash to my cleavage, all pressed together. Look at you, licking your lips. You're so transparent.
I bet, if I leaned forward, so my breasts brushed your face, you'd love it. Shall we try? Nice and slow. Oh, don't turn your head, Hydron Man. Feel these big, full boobs. This is what a real woman feels like. Nothing like your innocent little college girlfriend.
So much protest! But I know how you feel. Remember Leveque Tower? You knocked me out and cradle-carried my unconscious body to the police station. Well, I came to, toward the end, and saw you gawking at me. You want me. You know, I've
felt
your erection through your pants when we've tussled. And yet you always spurn my advances?
Do you mind if I kneel over your chest? How about if I rub your chest over your shirt? Fuck, these are nice pecs. Oh, but I haven't told you my theory! I thought of it after I looked you up. I think you are hot for me. I think you jack off fantasizing about me and my big ass grinding your dick. But then you think of Julie. You're such a good boy. Loyal boy. You'd never do anything to harm that precious girl. That's when your fantasies take a darker turn, don't they, Hydron Man? You think, 'If Lady Puma forced me, it wouldn't be cheating.'
There's no point in resisting. I'm here to make your dreams reality. And I think I'll start by kissing your neck.
[Kissing]
And nibbling your jaw.
[Light moan]
[Breathy] And licking your ear.
Mmm. And now, my arch nemesis, my good boy, your lips.
[Smooching sounds]
Oh come on now, play nice. Kiss me back.
[More kissing]
Can you smell my hair? Can you feel my tits? Aren't I desirable? Don't you like it when I take your lip in between my teeth and pull, like this.
[Light moan]
Fine. But remember, you're helpless. You're
my
captive. And I won't let you go until you kiss me back. You can tell Julie you had no choice, so...
[More kissing. Eventually, a chuckle]
Ah there we go. Ooh! You're good. Now feel what I can do with my tongue.
[Kissing]
Oh! This reminds me why I love college boys. You're so
thirsty.
But I've had enough of your lips. I need something more substantial.