Feb 122020
 

This is a opening chapter of my new book, Be the Supervillain. Enjoy!

The Origin of the Temptress!

Five years ago, a glowing asteroid flew close to the earth, bathing the planet in unknown radiation. For most people this radiation had no effect except for turning the sky a pleasant shade of purple for ten minutes. Little did they know that others, less than one in a million people, had their lives altered forever.

The radiation changed those affected in weird and unpredictable ways. For many, their bodies became much stronger, tougher and greater than they were before. Some developed amazing powers like the ability to shoot lasers from their hands or the power to move objects with their minds. Others became super-geniuses, creating new breakthroughs in science with just an afternoon’s work. Overnight, a new generation of super-humanity was created.

You are one of these Super-Humans. On the day of the Purple Sky, you were at home, passionately rubbing your favorite vibrator against your pussy. At the moment of your climax, a purple glow emanated from your body. Muscles formed and bulged in seconds. Your breasts grew before your eyes. Unwanted weight vanished from your body. You floated in the air, still shuddering from your climax. In a moment of panic, you broke your vibrator with your new super-strength.

Over the next couple of days, you took inventory of your new abilities. In addition to super-strength and flight, you found that your body was tougher than before. You are impervious to knives, car collisions and even guns. Thankfully, you still retain your sensitivity, allowing you to enjoy the touch of a kiss on your improved flesh.

It was while exploring your sensitivity that you discovered your most important power. A single touch of your bare skin against someone else’s skin induces extreme arousal in the other person. A kiss from your lips can reduce men and women to an uninhibited horny mess. Prolonged contact, like sitting on someone’s face, can induce an addiction for your touch that overrides all self-control. You have become the ultimate aphrodisiac.

You quickly decided to use these new powers for your own personal gratification. While other super-humans were dedicating themselves to public service or quietly keeping their powers a secret, you put on a costume and terrorized the nation. You have turned movie stars into your personal sex toys. You have commanded public figures to humiliate themselves after smothering them in your tits. You have no need to steal money or valuables because people will give them to you after a single kiss of your lips. The old you no longer exists. You have given up your name and taken on a new one. You are now, the Temptress!

Why are you such a bad person? Caitlin Cole, the famous internet reporter, says you were always a selfish woman with deviant desires. Beloved super-human and hero of the city, True Blue, says that absolute power corrupted you absolutely. Only you know for sure if you were always this wicked or if it is a change brought upon by the weird asteroid that gave you your powers. Most days, you are having too much fun to care.

Today you live in Pinnacle City, a sprawling metropolis on the east coast of the United States. More specifically, you live in a penthouse apartment that belongs to tech billionaire, Geoff Flatt. The billionaire is currently naked and serving as your footstool as you sit on a French throne you stole from the Pinnacle Museum of History. You are watching the sun go down over the skyline of the city while sipping thousand-dollar champagne.

“Temptress,” Geoff whines. “Will you let me come today?”

You smirk and look down at the naked man before you. Geoff is a decent-looking man in his mid-thirties. If he brushed his curly brown hair once in a while, he might actually look cute. He is on his hands and knees, facing you while your ankles rest on his thin shoulders. There is a glazed look to his brown eyes, probably because he is staring at your naked sex.

“I forget, when was the last time I let you come?” you say.

“Three days ago,” Geoff answers. “You jerked me off while I was on a conference call with my shareholders.”

You smile. That was a good day. Geoff’s stuttering performance on that call had caused his company’s stock price to drop by thirty dollars.

“Did you follow the commands I gave you for today?” you ask.

“Yes, Temptress,” Geoff says. “Per your orders, I shadow-banned the superheroine, Ms. Justice, so that no one could see any of her posts. She’ll have no idea why no one is responding to her.”

“Good,” you purr. “That self-righteous do-gooder is always posting pictures of normal citizens doing good deeds. Let’s see if she is still motivated to do that when her posts no longer go viral. What else have you done?”

“I also cancelled the million-dollar donation our company made to renovate police stations in Pinnacle City. I had it diverted to the swiss bank account number you gave me.”

“I don’t really need the money but fuck the police,” you say. “Anything else?”

“Yes, Temptress. I added code to the Flutter system so that it will search for any user making a derogatory statement about you. The bot will ban the user for one week and give our standard ‘violates terms and services’ explanation.”

“Excellent,” you respond. “Make it so if they do it again, they lose their account.”

“Yes, Temptress,” Geoff says.

“You have served me well, shithead,” you say.

Geoff trembles with excitement. He stares at your naked sex and licks his lips. “Does that mean I get to come?”

You think about it. For a billionaire, he is surprisingly useful. He did everything you asked, so letting him come would only be fair. The problem is that you have no obligation to be fair and you have a busy night ahead of you. Maybe you should just stroke his cock and get his reward over with.

Hmm, Geoff does look cute between your legs. Maybe you should order him to eat your pussy. He won’t get to climax, but he should be happy enough making sure you come.

The choice is yours.


How do you reward the billionaire for his service?

Jerk him off with my hand.

Deny him his pleasure and have him assist me with my clothes.

Pull his face between my thighs and make him lick me.

To make your choice, purchase Be the Supervillain!

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