System Supervillain, Chapter 140

This one was fun to write.

Chapter 140 – Ethical Mindfuckery

Su-Yun moaned, her naked body collapsing against my chest as we finished together. Slowly, I shifted her hips up, allowing my spent length to slip out of her. She didn’t object when I guided her to the floor between my legs, her knees resting easily on the carpet as I sat on the side of the bed. Without needing a command, her head moved forward, as she began cleaning me with her mouth. Just as I had taught her.

One thing you learned when you tried to balance the needs of many women was that each of them had their own preferences, when it came to sex. Not talking about who liked what parts, especially since, with the Incubus Ring, no matter what a woman’s preference was, once I got hold of her, that preference included me. No, this was the preferences in acts, positions, and the like that brought them pleasure.

Making sure your pets enjoyed themselves when serving you was what set a Master apart from a thug with mind control. Each one was slightly different, and each one knew that I had complete control over them. Some, like Su-Yun, still resented that, but my pulling her into my lap like I did, nibbling on her nipple in just that way she liked? That told her that she was special, not just some hole to be used and then replaced.

A thug with mind control wouldn’t go to all the effort of learning their pets’ preferences. Dollmaker, for instance, didn’t think of his dolls as anything more than tools. A warm hole to get off in, a set of hands to carry things for him, and a disposable shield to help him escape. They literally weren’t people any more, not to him.

That wasn’t a problem, so long as he maintained control of his dolls. However, if someone managed to disrupt his mental controls, or hit a Doll with a Mental Transform to turn them back to normal? He would be in deep shit, because those dolls would be very eager to see him get very, very dead. Or worse.

Since I wasn’t a short-sighted idiot who thought only with my cock, I stayed away from such behaviors. Especially since the ring wasn’t pushing me to try and bed any woman I made skin contact with anymore. Plus, giving my pets pleasure, the way they liked it, made them more attentive to my needs, and more willing to serve without being told, as evidenced by the slow sucking of Su-Yun’s mouth, ensuring every bit of me was cleaned up and ready to go.

There was a knock on the door. Again, without my asking, Su-Yun pulled back, letting me out of her mouth, before tucking me back into my costume’s pants. I pet her affectionately on the head, stroking her hair. As she leaned into my hand, I called out, “Come in.”

The bedroom door opened, and I saw Lucy and Midnight standing there. Behind them, I caught a glimpse of Mindtaker, still staring blankly at the wall, waiting. Midnight took one look at the naked woman between my legs, hair being stroked like a good pet, and scowled, but said nothing. Lucy, on the other hand, squealed in happiness. “Oh, Icy! You’re absolutely delicious! Maybe I should talk to Daddy and see if he could turn you into an incubus for real? You’d probably grow to be one of the most powerful ones ever.”

I noticed that Lucy’s comment didn’t make Midnight any happier, and decided to head that conversation off before it got too far along. With one finger, I tipped Su-Yun’s face up to look at mine. “Su-Yun, go out in the living room, as you are, and chat with Mindtaker while we speak. Tell her about your normal days, and those of your sister-slaves. Tell her about all the things you do for me. And close the door behind you.”

“Yes, Master,” she said, before rising to her feet. Midnight and Lucy stepped into the bedroom, clearing the door. I caught both of them taking a glance back, before Su-Yun closed the door. The only difference was that Lucy was openly ogling my maid, while Midnight looked with concern at Mindtaker.

When the door clicked shut, Lucy turned back to me. “Clever, Icy. Having one of your pets, naked and obviously freshly fucked, going and telling her about how you use her, and the other girls in your harem? You’re trying to get her to rethink, aren’t you?”

Midnight gaped at Lucy’s statement, which caused me to chuckle as I stood to face them. “Oh, don’t be so surprised, Midnight. I’m a lecher and a villain, I freely admit that. But if I didn’t have a reputation for having some kind of ethics and standards, you never would have trusted me to literally rewrite who you are by adjusting your Disadvantages. Mindtaker has never gone against me or mine, and she isn’t the focus of a job, so I have no reason to make any choices for her, or anything like that. I’m not one of the psycho puppy-kicking villains who goes around raping and murdering everyone around just because I can.”

“No, you’re right,” Midnight sighed. “Much as I hate to admit it, you’re right. I’m just worried about her. She’s one of the few real friends I have in this business, you know?”

“Of course. Hard to get too friendly when everyone you meet is either on the other side, or one contract away from being your rival. And Mindtaker is one of the mind controllers I respect, like you are. Which is why I haven’t said yes to her, but haven’t said no, either.”

“What do you mean, Icy?” asked Lucy.

I shrugged. “You saw her. Her whole world came crashing down. We’ve all seen people who get that look in their eyes after a loss. She’s wants revenge, and has basically given up on living in order to get it. Even with mundanes, that shit is dangerous, but with her powers?”

Midnight nodded slowly. “If left on her own, she’ll do something self-destructive, and probably get herself and others killed in the process. But if you give her what she wants…”

“Then she’s gone anyways,” I nodded. “Someone could probably ‘rewrite’ her, or one of my other pets, to reverse the changes, but I haven’t released one of them since the System came online, so I have no idea what that will do to her, or what she’ll remember, or how she’ll take it. Hell, there’s a good chance that, even when everything is done, she won’t want to be brought back to ‘normal’. By now you’ve felt the difference in your mentality, with those ‘Rivalry’ disadvantages I reworked no longer pushing you to fight against different people, Midnight. The changes when I claim someone are just as vivid, if not more so.”

The two women frowned as they looked at each other, so I continued on. “As Lucy said, that is why I sent Su-Yun out to talk to her. It will give her something to think about, besides her dead lover and how she feels she should punish herself, and maybe she’ll reconsider. Or, she’ll make up her mind that it is what she wants. But that will be her choice.”

Lucy just nodded. “So, how will you do it, then?” Midnight turned to glare at her, but the demoness just shrugged. “What? You’ve seen her. She’s not going to back down. She wants to make the lizards pay, and she thinks she deserves to suffer for failing Linda. Do I think that she needs therapy more than revenge? Of course. But unless we strap her down and forcibly confine her to a padded cell with the Physicians for her own good, that isn’t going to happen. Not to mention that the Physicians don’t do non-voluntary therapy, as a rule. Breaks their neutrality clauses and all that.”

“Well, that depends,” I said. “I assume that you are running some kind of area-effect Life Support ability, Lucy? I know Midnight, here, has Life Support incorporated into her costume, but unless things have changed since I looked over your abilities while bringing you out of quarantine, you don’t, and neither does Mindtaker.”

Lucy frowned. “I thought your ring didn’t work on demons.”

“The ‘mind control’ aspect wouldn’t have worked before, since it was set to only humans. I used some points from killing millions of Gel-Nak to change that. But even without that, the ‘will-draining’ and ‘transforming’ aspects would have still applied to you. However, the Self-Contained Breathing part of Life Support blocks the pheromones that sap your will, and without that I would not be able to sustain the change long enough for it to take effect, since the Endurance cost scales with the victim’s EGO.”

“You agreed that it wouldn’t work on me before.”

“No, I said that I would have been shocked if you were weak enough to fall prey to it. Especially since, with your powers, you can simply will yourself to not need to breathe, and your EGO is far too strong for me to claim you without draining it first.”

“Well, that’s a relief, I guess,” Lucy sighed. “But don’t tell Daddy if you see him again. He would be… unhappy.”

“Yes, well, I would start the conversation, if it came up, with the distinct fact that I chose not to use something like that on you, and choose not to, unless you allow it.”

“You think I’d allow you to make me one of your pets?”

I chuckled, and said, “I think the idea has crossed your mind once or twice since Paris, especially when Web Mistress brought some of the ladies around for ‘Girls Night’ while I was giving my Japanese and Korean pets some attention.”

Lucy actually blushed, the red skin on her cheeks going a husky mauve. “Well, um. That’s besides the point. What are you going to do about Mindtaker?”

“You can’t be serious,” Midnight snapped. “There’s no way we can let him turn her into one of his things.”

I turned to look at her. “Then are you going to lock her up, keep her tied up and caged in the hopes that she eventually snaps out of this funk, instead of going full psycho? Remind me what the statistics are on the mental stability of supervillains who suffer a significant personal loss but aren’t able to resolve it in some way? If she doesn’t snap out of it, or become someone’s ‘thing’, as you put it, then that story only ends one of two ways, and the ‘good’ ending is where she just takes a year’s worth of sleeping pills in a night. You know it, I know it, and, deep down, Mindtaker knows it, too. Which is why she seems to have latched on to going out into space with me and wreaking havoc on the aliens.”

I sighed, and said, “There is also the option of forcibly rewriting her, like I did to the two of you, with my Administrator abilities. However, that will be logged, along with her psychological state. And there was actual written guidelines in the administrator section about not acting on help tickets to allow people to ‘edit out’ trauma if they weren’t of sound mind and not under any compulsions or coercions. It distinctly mentioned sending such cases up the chain for further review.”

There was another knock on the door. Lucy hesitated, and then opened it. Mindtaker was standing there, but she was naked. Behind her, Su-Yun just shrugged. She was only ordered to tell her story, after all, not to force the mentalist to listen. Fair enough.

“Holly!” Midnight gasped. “What are you doing? Put your clothes back on!”

Mindtaker silenced the half-shadow demoness by pulling her and Lucy into a hug, before kissing them both on the cheek. “Thank you. Both of you. But I need this. I’m broken. We all know it. And I know that neither of you want to… remake me yourselves.”

From my spot outside the group hug, I said, “The change won’t affect your memories or relationships. You’ll still know everything that happened, still feel the loss. But part of the change will replace some of your Disadvantages, and you wouldn’t be alone. Bloodmoon, especially, understands what it is like to be broken, and piece yourself back together again. I’m sure she’d be happy to help, once you’re no longer a danger to the group.”

Midnight shook her head. “Holly, no. We can find another way.”

Mindtaker smiled sadly at Midnight. “The other ways will still involve rewriting me, Lajaria. But without the chance to avenge Linda. Maybe even by making me forget her. She wouldn’t want me to bring her back, but I can’t let her go unavenged.” She took a breath, and said, “Will you stay, and watch me?”

“You want me to watch him fuck you, and turn you into his sex slave?”

“I’d really like for all four of you, including Lady Abstract, to fuck me together, as he changes me.”

“Fuck, that’s hot,” Lucy moaned softly, as her tail curled around Mindtaker and Midnight’s legs. Clearly, the Devil’s Daughter was having naughty thoughts about where this night would take us.

Midnight was wavering, no doubt suffering a double attack, since I was pretty sure both Mindtaker and Lucy were using the Seduction skill on her. Biting her lip, she looked at me, and said, almost accusingly, “Before Denver, I never would have even considered this.”

“Before Denver, you had a Common and Strong Psychological Limitation making you hate all men. That Disadvantage is gone, now, at your own request. Of course you’ll start thinking about things differently. But you’re considering it of your own free will.”

Lucy grinned wickedly, and snapped her fingers as she spoke the Latin word for ‘finish’. There was a smell of sulfur, and then nothing. Oh, and her clothes disappeared, as well, leaving only her collar. “The area ‘Life Support’ is gone, now, so your ring can start working on Holly. Midnight, I think you deserve to relax. Try new things. You’ve only ever tried plastic or women who could grow extra parts, right? Why not give the real thing a try, just for once? You might like it.”

“Please, Lajaria? You can be the last woman to eat me like this, and the first to taste the new me.”

“I know I’m going to regret this,” she said with a sigh. Then, she spoke clearly, making several hand signs, “Shadows of my Father’s Realm, return!”

As she finished the incantation, her shadowy weapons and clothes melted into her own shadow, leaving her just as naked as the others. I reflected for a moment that I was probably the first person in decades to see Mistress Midnight like this, and I was definitely enjoying the view. However, I’d only undone the belt of my costume by the time the three villainesses turned to look at me.

“What? I have to take this stuff off the ‘normal’ way, and I wasn’t going to drop pants in front of Midnight until I was sure she was on board. I like not having shadows stabbing me in the groin, thank you very much.”