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This material is primarily sleepy erotica. If you don't want to read about violence, bondage, nudity, and sexual acts, then you don't want to read this. All characters, locations, names, and events are made up by me and therefore fictitious. Any similarity to real people or places is totally coincidental.

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THE ADVENTURES OF EROTICA by The Dream Bringer

Episode 3: Yes, Master, Yes, Yes!

As the police cars arrived at the Peak City Museum of Art, the area was in chaos. It had been just a few minutes since the earth shook. A large hole had been blasted into the front of the museum, and a big moving van had been backed into the hole. The police created a barricade and laid siege to the building, making sure to seal off the area and contain the perpetrator. A large crowd, including several news crews, had gathered but was kept a safe distance away by the barricade. Everyone was trying to figure out just what had happened.

Inside the museum, everyone--a total of twenty-four patrons, employees, and guards--lay unconscious on the ground. The only person still awake and standing was the perpetrator. He was wearing a full rubber bodysuit complete with a cowl, gloves, and boots. The suit was green, with yellow stripes running down the arms and legs and across the torso, forearms, and thighs. A green utility belt with many yellow storage tubes attached was around his waist. The muscular contour of the suit gave the man the look of a bodybuilder. Only his mouth, nostrils, and brown eyes could be seen; his actual physique underneath the rubber was unknown. As the man stood over the fallen citizens, he placed his fists on his waist and proclaimed, "The Mind Master has triumphed!"

Reaching into the tubes on his belt, Mind Master pulled out what appeared to be several syringes filled with a cloudy white liquid. He knelt down and began injecting the liquid into the citizens' arms. Suddenly, he heard a woman yell, "Freeze!" He turned around to see a security guard pointing a gun at him. Even in her uniform, she was very attractive, with a voluptuous body, lovely blue eyes, and long, auburn hair tied in a ponytail. Mind Master simply smiled at her. "Put those down and come over here with your hands up!" she yelled.

"Why don't you put the gun down and come to me?" the villain asked in a sly manner. He got up and began walking over to the woman. He then began to reach for his utility belt. The guard fired two shots from her revolver. The bullets simply grazed off of Mind Master's suit, the strong rubber acting as a bulletproof vest. The woman's eyes opened wide in fear as she knew her weapon was useless. The villain then pulled a small spray bottle from his belt and sprayed ether onto her face. The guard's eyes fluttered as she went limp and collapsed onto the floor, completely unconscious. Mind Master laughed as he knelt down next to the lovely and motionless woman. He then ripped her shirt off and tore her black lace bra, leaving her beautiful 36D breasts bare. Squeezing her left breast with his right hand, he sucked the right one passionately.

The villain molested her breasts for a couple more minutes before kissing her gently on the mouth and standing up. Leaving the half-naked guard to continue her deep slumber, Mind Master walked over and finished injecting all the citizens with the unknown liquid in the syringes. When he had finished with all twenty-four people, he said, "Servants of the Mind Master, all rise." Instantly, everyone opened their eyes and stood up. They did not seem to be aware; their eyes were not focused. The villain had turned them into mindless zombies. "You will all obey my commands," Mind Master continued. "At this time, you will take all the paintings and artifacts in this museum, and you will place them in this truck. Do you understand?" Simultaneously, all twenty-four people nodded their heads and began to scurry about, collecting the artwork from the walls and the various artifacts from their display cases. They then began carefully loading the valuable items in the moving van parked in the gaping hole at the front of the museum. Mind Master could not help but laugh as his plan proceeded.

Suddenly, a second hole was torn into the museum wall. When the smoke cleared, the beautiful Erotica stepped through the hole. Adorned in her revealing pink outfit, the busty blonde marched over to Mind Master. "It's over for you, pal," she said confidently.

Like most men, Mind Master was overwhelmed by her beauty. He looked up and down her 6-foot-tall body, marveling at her shapely features. "Hopefully for us, it's just beginning, my sweet." He quickly grabbed his ether spray and pumped a large amount at Erotica. Without flinching, the heroine simply inhaled the anesthetic.

"Sorry, that's not going to work," she said. Erotica's power of invulnerability included the ability to adapt to foreign substances. Once a substance has been used on her, she becomes immune to it. Unfortunately for Mind Master, she had been exposed to ether two months earlier. The gas was now no different to her than regular air.

Mind Master was flustered. "Now, we don't have to fight, my sweet. Join me, and I will show you all the pleasures you can imagine."

Erotica then punched the villain in the face, dropping him to the floor. "All I'm going to show you is the inside of a prison cellblock." She then delievered a harsh kick to his stomach. The power of the impact was reduced by his protective rubber suit, however.

Mind Master then used his leg to trip Erotica, who fell onto her back, hitting the back of her head and becoming temporarily stunned. The villain then got on top of her. "A woman of your beauty deserves to be with a man of my intellect and power. Come, let me ravish you."

"Prick!" Erotica yelled as she brought her leg up and hit Mind Master in the groin. The impact did not really hurt him, but it did cause him to double over. The blonde then picked her adversary up and threw him across the room. Erotica quickly ran over to the people, who were still loading the van with the artwork. "You have to snap out of it," she pleaded as she shook several of them. It was no use; they were completely under Mind Master's control.

Just then, the villain regained his senses and charged at the distracted heroine. He violently tackled her and sent her crashing against the wall. After falling to the floor, she lied on her side, trying to clear her head. Before she could, though, Mind Master knelt down next to her and sprayed her with the contents of a second spray bottle. Almost instantly, Erotica's eyes closed tight. She collapsed face-down on the ground, totally unconscious. Quickly, Mind Master got up went over to a man in a three-piece suit. The villain took the handkerchief out of his top pocket and removed his belt. He returned over to the fallen blonde with the two items in hand. Taking the spray bottle, he sprayed the rest of the contents onto the cloth. "Luckily, I have my own potent blend of knockout gas," he said to the unresponsive woman. He then placed the handkerchief over Erotica's mouth and nose. Taking the belt, he wrapped it around her head and tied it tight, securing the cloth in place. The heroine's ability to become immune was rendered useless, because the substance must clear out of her system for the immunity to take effect. Wearing the mask would keep her unconscious; she was completely helpless and at the mercy of Mind Master.

As the zombies continued their work, Mind Master picked up the limp Erotica and threw her over his right shoulder. Her limbs dangled as he carried her over to a table. He then placed her on the table, allowing her arms and legs to hang limply off the sides. As he looked down at the heroine's motionless body, Mind Master said to her, "You are defintely a total babe. I love your spunk. I'm going to have a little fun with you now, and hopefully you'll want some more later." He then pulled her thong completely off and licked his lips when he got his first look at the blond hair covering her pussy. Without haste, he used his left hand to fondle her clitoris. The villain then knelt down and buried his face in Erotica's pussy, licking her vagina heavily while still manipulating her swelling clit. Tasting all the sweet juices, he rammed his tongue deep into her. The oral attack on the unconscious Erotica continued for over ten minutes. Mind Master was totally caught up in the moment. Just as he was about to bring the heroine to orgasm, he remembered his primary mission and stood up. He looked over to notice that the zombies had finished loading the van. "Sorry, but we'll finish it next time, my sweet," he said to the lady he had just violated. Leaving Erotica half-naked and limp on the table, Mind Master quickly ran to the van.

That night, Ashley Jensen was sitting in her bathtub, soaking in the warm water and bubbles. Her right arm was proped up on the side of the tub, her head in her hand. She had a look of frustration on her face. She had been sitting in the tub for almost an hour, thinking about her alter-ego's failure at the museum. The redhead was replaying the incident in her head, oblivious to everything around her, oblivious to the orgasmic moans coming from the bedroom. Her younger sister Dana had been visited by one of her male friends--hardly a boyfriend, though--and had been having sex for the last twenty minutes. A couple minutes after the moans ceased, the front door to the apartment could be heard closing. If she wasn't so lost in thought, Ashley would have been mad at the guy for banging her sister and then leaving right after. That's not romance, she would say. A few more minutes later, Dana knocked on the bathroom door, an unusual act considering she had a little bathroom of her own in the bedroom. When they moved into the apartment, Ashley had let her have that bedroom because she knew Dana would spend more time getting ready in the mornings and would need her own bathroom. "Sis?" she asked through the closed door. "Can I come in? I'm out of toilet paper."

Ashley sighed. "Come on in."

The door opened and Dana stepped in, completely naked. Semen was running down her left cheek and breast. "Mike shot his load on me," she said. "I almost got it in my eye." The twenty-one-year-old got some toilet paper off the roll and began to wipe the semen off her smooth skin. As she did so, she looked at her depressed sister. "Are you still worried about today? Look, you're bound to get beat sometimes. You've just got to do better the next time."

"No, I don't have to get beat," Ashley snapped back. "At least not like this. The only reason this guy won was because he caught me off-guard. I was trying to help the people and he jumped me. Because of me, he made off with virtually everything in the museum."

Dana finished cleaning herself and sat down on the closed toilet seat. "So you're concerned about their welfare. That's a good thing. They should be more important to you than some thug. Besides, you said that mind control junk wore off after an hour anyway. Everybody's okay."

"No thanks to me, though. When I regained consciousness, I was sprawled out on a table, half-naked, with ten guys standing over me. Do you know how embarrassing that was?"

"I don't know if I'd call it embarrassing. One time, Stevie and I had sex in the park after midnight. We both fell asleep naked. When we woke up, four joggers were looking at us. Steve was pretty ticked off, but I was really aroused. It was cool."

"That doesn't help, Dana."

"Actually, one of the joggers asked me out. He was nice, but he..."

"Enough!" Ashley took a couple of deep breaths to calm down. "I'm sorry for yelling at you, Dana. I don't expect you to understand. This is something I have to take care of myself."

After another half-hour, Ashley emerged from the bathroom with a towel around her slim body. She still had a look of disgust on her face. Dana was lying on her stomach watching television on the couch. She was wearing an orange T-shirt, white cotton panties, and white socks. The brunette looked over to see her sister let the towel drop to the floor and sit in the recliner. Ashley was obviously distracted; she wasn't the kind to sit around naked. She began gently stroking her clit. Because Erotica's thong had been removed, Ashley could only guess that Mind Master had had his way with her. The thought of that actually excited the redhead for a moment.

Dana could not believe what she was seeing. She decided to break the tension in the room. "So, how come you didn't get together with that detective?"

Ashley was lost in her own thought. She then snapped into reality. "Huh? Oh, you mean Matt? Well, I only knew him as Erotica. I can't let relationships get in the way of my crimefighting. He understood that too. We parted on good terms."

"Too bad. He was pretty cute."

Suddenly, a special news report caught both girls' attention. "Just minutes ago, an abandoned warehouse in downtown Peak City was rocked by an explosion," the newscaster stated. "Damage from the blast covers nearly a square block, although no injuries or deaths have been reported. It is believed that this explosion may have been caused by the same man who robbed the Museum of Art earlier today."

"Damn," Ashley said. "He's probably trying to get my attention. I'll be back as soon as I can." The redhead got up and headed for the front door.

"Ashley, aren't you forgetting something?" Dana asked.

"No, I'll change into Erotica on the way. I can't risk anybody around here finding out who I am."

"Not that. You're naked."

Looking down at her bare skin, Ashley said, "Oh."

Within minutes, Erotica arrived at the blast site. Fire trucks were already putting out the fire. The bottom three floors of the empty building were burned, but still intact enough to support the twelve-floor structure. It was not a major disaster, simply enough for the heroine to take notice. With the police and fire departments in control of the situation, Erotica walked around to the fire escape. She could sense that Mind Master was nearby. Climbing up the escape, she entered the abandoned building on the twelfth floor. Although there was no electricity, the lights from outside were enough to illuminate the one-room floor. "Just a little mayhem to bring you here, my sweet."

When she heard the voice, Erotica turned around. In a dark corner was Mind Master. As he walked forward with one hand behind his back, the blonde asked, "What do you want?"

"You."

"Me?"

"Yes," the villain replied. "I find you most beautiful and interesting. I want to have you."

Erotica crossed her arms. "From what I can tell, you've already had me."

"I've only had a preview. I'm ready for the whole package. I know you want to come to me." Suddenly, Mind Master lunged at the heroine and sprayed his special knockout gas in her face. Erotica ignored the gas and instantly grabbed the man, throwing him across the room. He groaned as he hit the floor. "What? Why aren't you affected anymore?"

"With me, you only get a one time deal with those. You underestimate me."

Struggling to get to his feet, Mind Master said, "I've tried to get you to come willingly, my sweet. Now it appears I must take you against your will." Still groggy, he reached into a storage tube on his belt and pulled out a small pellet. He threw it at Erotica's feet.

Suddenly, the beautiful heroine was surrounded by a yellow cloud. She winced in pain as her body began to spasm. Within seconds, she collapsed onto the floor, unconscious. When Mind Master saw what happened to the woman, he yelled, "No!" He ran over to the motionless Erotica and rolled her onto her back. "That was my nerve gas! I meant to use a smokescreen pellet and escape, not kill you!" He then noticed that although deeply unconscious, the blonde was still breathing. Once again, her magical bra had saved her life, preventing the deadly nerve gas from being lethal.

When he realized what happened, the villain sneered. "I have indeed underestimated you. You are very powerful. I want you more than ever, but I will need help in controlling your will. When next we meet, my sweet, you shall be mine."

It was after noon the next day and Ashley was still asleep in bed. The nerve gas had knocked Erotica unconscious for over an hour. Two firemen had found her when they were searching the building. Once she had regained consciousness, she immediately left the area and returned home to assume her normal life. Ashley was distraught about Mind Master having the upper hand with her, so she had decided to sleep it off. She was resting peacefully until a wet and naked Dana burst into the room and yelled, "Ashley, wake up!"

The sleepy redhead opened one eye. "What is it?" she asked.

"I was getting out of the bath when I saw that Mind Master guy on the news. He's causing all this havoc at the park. He's calling Erotica out."

"I don't wanna mess with him anymore."

The younger Jensen sister frowned. "Dammit Ashley, when are you going to quit sulking? You've got to get out there and kick his ass before he hurts somebody."

"You do it," Ashley sarcastically replied as she pulled the sheets over her head.

"Get up you lazy bum!" Dana then pulled the covers off the bed to reveal Ashley's entire body; she was only wearing black lace bra and panties. Pulling her sister by the left arm, Dana yelled, "Come on, you're going after him."

As her arm was being pulled, Ashley winced. "That hurts! Stop it!" Dana continued to pull the her sibling off the bed, further angering the redhead. "I said stop it!" Ashley then jumped off the bed and lunged at Dana. The sisters began wrestling and fell to the floor. Using all her might, Ashley pinned the smaller girl and slapped her on the side of the face. As the brunette's left cheek became bright red, Ashley got off of her. "What am I doing?"

"I'd like to know the same thing." Dana said as she gently touched her welt.

"I'm so sorry, Dana. I don't know what's wrong with me," Ashley said as she helped her sister off the floor and sat her on the bed. "I should have realized that a criminal might someday get the better of me. I was just too stubborn. Thanks for helping me learn that. I do have to put it behind me and try again. Now, are you okay?"

"Yeah, I'm fine," Dana said as she smiled. "I'll put something on it. Now go get him." Ashley smiled back and quickly got dressed before running out the door.

It was bedlam at the downtown park. Mind Master had brought some friends to help him with his mayhem. Turning over cars and uprooting trees were three huge grey metal robots. While geometrically designed, they had the same size and build as Mind Master, obviously created in his image. With no necks, their heads were sitting right on the shoulders, with black slits for eyes. Their hands seemed to be interchangeable: when necessary, a robot's hand would slide into its arm and a tool would slide out in its place. One robot had a buzzsaw attachment while another had a blowtorch. On the foreheads of each of the robots was a Roman numeral, I through III, apparently their designations. As the three metallic creatures laid waste to the area, Mind Master stood to the side with his arms crossed, laughing. The police had cleared all onlookers from the area and had tried to defeat the robots, but they had been forced to retreat as well.

Suddenly, as the number II robot prepared to slice down another tree, it was viciously tackled. The machine flew fifteen feet before hitting the ground. Getting off of the robot was Erotica. With a look of anger, she pointed at Mind Master. "It ends here!"

"It's only just beginning, my sweet," the villain replied. "Brutus robots, take care of the lovely lady!" Instantly, the three robots began walking toward the blonde heroine. Brutus I lunged at her. Using her speed, Erotica got out of the way and allowed the beast to ram into Brutus II. Meanwhile, Brutus III transformed its tools into hands and picked up a toppled policecar. It then launched the vehicle at Erotica.

The heroine turned around in time to see the piece of metal flying towards her. As the car was just about to land on her, she reached up and snatched it. She then threw it back towards Brutus III. Unable to react in time, the robot was thrown several hundred yards when the car hit it. Erotica smirked at her own accomplishment, but her joy was interrupted when she felt Brutus II's huge forearm impact against the back of her head. The harsh blow stunned the heroine and caused her to fall to the ground. Brutus I then picked her up and lifted her above its head before violently slamming her to the ground. Erotica's entire body shuddered with the impact. The blonde then lied face-down, unmoving. Brutus II placed its right hand around her neck and picked up her limp body. "See, that wasn't too hard," Mind Master said to his metallic minions.

Suddenly, Erotica opened her eyes and kicked backwards at Brutus II. The robot released its grip on the heroine and fell back onto the ground. Crouching on the ground, the heroine said to Mind Master, "Harder than you think." She then lunged at the villain, but was stopped in her tracks. Brutus I had transformed its left hand into a set of pincers and had nabbed the back strap on the heroine's bra. Erotica fought against the strength of the robot's grip and tried to reach her adversary, who was a mere three feet in front of her. Suddenly, the pressure from the pincers caused the bra's clasp to come undone. With the hold broken, Erotica's momentum caused her to crash into Mind Master. The two fell onto the ground. Erotica quickly got to her knees. Mind Master noticed that her bra was loose and hanging on her shoulders. Reaching up, he grabbed the bra, pulling it off of the heroine just as she stood up. Oh no, she immediately thought. She quickly covered her bare 38C breasts, not because of modesty, but because she had just been rendered powerless. Her bra gave her all her superpowers; she was suddenly mortal.

Erotica knew she was now no match for the robots, or even Mind Master for that matter. She had to use her natural instincts. By now, Brutus III had gotten the policecar off of itself and joined the other two robots in preparing to gang up on the vulnerable heroine. As Brutus I took a swing at her with its arm, the busty blonde ducked and ran to a nearby tree. Climbing up to a low branch, she leaped and landed on the back of Brutus I. She tried to wrap her legs around its huge frame as she attempted to rip its head off. As she tried in vain to defeat the beast, Brutus II came up behind the grapplers. The robot jumped and threw its entire body onto Brutus I's back. Erotica was caught in the middle of the thunderous impact. Her body instantly went limp and slid off of the robot's back. She fell to the ground face-up, a small trickle of blood coming out the side of her mouth. Without the protection of her magical bra, Erotica had been knocked totally unconscious when the two robots crushed her. She was hurt, barely breathing as she lied on the ground, very still. With the heroine's bra in hand, Mind Master stood over the fallen woman. He smiled and bent down. After running his hand over Erotica's firm breasts and stomach, he picked her up in his arms. With his Brutus robots behind him, Mind Master carried his unconscious adversary off into the distance.

Erotica awoke to a wave of pleasure. "Ohhhh. Unnnhhh," she moaned. Her body tightened as she felt the warm stimulation of water hitting her pussy. Not yet aware of where she was, all she could do was revel in the pleasure. "Aaaahhhh. Oooooohhhh," she continued to moan. She had not yet opened her eyes; all the heroine could sense was the powerful jetstream of water which was virtually raping her. After several minutes, the water pressure subsided to a low stream, allowing the stimulated Erotica to discern her surroundings. She opened her eyes to the realization that she was in a very compromising position. She appeared to be in a shower which was no more than three feet by three feet in size. White tile was all that was around her, with no door visible. The beautiful blonde was lying on the floor of the shower; her wrists and ankles were pulled upwards and shackled to the four corners. She had been stripped completely naked. A jetspray-style showerhead jutted out of the wall in front of her and was pointed down, directly at her bare pussy. The small stream of water coming out right then was going straight into her vagina.

Erotica could feel the warm water penetrating her opening. Although not as pleasurable as the stream that brought her out of unconsciousness, it nevertheless excited her. The heroine then collected her thoughts and remembered what happened. "They hurt me," she whispered to herself. "I was sandwiched between those Brutus robots and knocked out. I've got to get out of here and find my bra." She then tried to struggle with her bonds. It was no use: the vicious attack in the park had left her in a very weakened state; escape was impossible. Erotica was trapped, at the mercy of this elaborate masturbation device. The heroine had no choice but to enjoy the liquid penetration.

A couple of minutes later, the stream of water became more powerful, shooting a full blast at Erotica's pussy. "Uuuuunnnnnhhhhh!" she yelped. The change in pressure had taken her by surprise. The water was beating upon her sensitive opening, her clit was being bombarded. The heroine's naked body tensed as it was filled with pleasure. Erotica had no choice but to come; her body exploded in sweet orgasm. Her bonds kept her in place as she writhed. "Aaaaaahhhhhh!" she yelled as she felt the orgasmic contractions. As she started to calm down, she could feel another climax coming. The water pressure had not changed; it was still heavily raping her. Erotica did notice that the water temperature had risen the last couple of minutes. Steam was beginning to collect in the small shower. The heat of the water only amplified the sensations as the heroine came a second time. "Aaaaaaaahhhhhhhh!" The blonde was totally overpowered by the device as the feelings of climax raced through her body. She took deep, heavy breaths. As the orgasm continued, she began to feel light-headed. The increased temperature mixed with her heavy breathing was making Erotica week. She was becoming disoriented, unable to concentrate. The shower was becoming a sauna. The heroine's body went limp as she took another deep breath. As a third orgasm began, Erotica passed out from the heat, unable to enjoy the pleasure.

Mind Master licked his lips as he looked down at his naked, unconscious prize. "Now that she has been thoroughly cleansed, it's time to get down to business," he said. The motionless Erotica was clamped down to a metal table by her wrists and ankles. She was completely dry, having been pulled from her sexual shower just under an hour before. She was absolutely beautiful, the villain thought. He then looked over at Brutus III and nodded.

The robot pushed a button on a control panel built into the wall. The metal table which held the helpless heroine began to move and position itself upright. Erotica's head slumped forward as the table secured into place. Mind Master gently stroked her cheek before pinching her right nipple. The heroine snapped into consciousness. "Unnhh!" she moaned. Slowly opening her eyes, she saw the rubber-clad villain standing before her. "Wha...what are you doing?" she weakly asked.

"You, very soon."

As she became more aware, Erotica looked around to notice they were in some kind of laboratory. Her view was restricted because of her position, but she could see Brutus III standing next to several controls and some electronic equipment. "What is it that you want?" she asked Mind Master.

"I want you," he replied. "I am infatuated with you. You're a beautiful piece of ass."

"Forward, aren't you?"

"Yes indeed, my sweet. I intend to make you my love slave. Your only desire will be to fuck me whenever I want."

Erotica had a look of disgust on her face. "Screw you."

Mind Master smiled and replied, "Yes, you will." He then looked at his minion. "Now, Brutus."

The robot pushed another button. The table moved back until it was at a forty-five degree angle. Erotica struggled to get free, but was unable to do so without the power of her bra. She then looked up to see an object descending from the ceiling. It appeared to be an electronic helmet of some kind, connected to the ceiling by an electric cord. Mind Master walked over to the head of the table and grabbed the helmet out of the air. He then placed it on the heroine's head. The helmet was black, with several flashing lights all around it. Making sure it was firmly secured, Mind Master then walked over to the control panel and muttered, "Soon, my sweet." Without delay, he hit a couple of buttons before turning a red switch.

Erotica instantly grimaced as she felt an electric current sweep through her head. "Unnnhhh!" she screamed. Her body writhed as the current began to course throughout her limbs. She then felt herself losing control of her body as it went into rhythmic motions. The heroine could feel her body going numb. It was then becoming hard to concentrate; her mind seemed to be going blank, as if she were losing all thought and memory. A final jolt of electric current shot into her brain and flushed her mind. Erotica then slumped into unconsciousness.

"Awaken, my sweet."

Erotica opened her eyes. She was still naked, but now lying on a huge bed covered with black satin sheets and pillows. She could not concentrate beyond the bed to discern where she was; the bed seemed to be her universe. Suddenly, at the foot of the bed, she could see Mind Master. He had removed his rubber suit and was now completely naked. He had short, light brown hair and was clean-shaven. Surprisingly, his physique was the same as the contour of his suit; he was extremely well-built and muscular. His fully erect penis was huge, swollen in anticipation. Erotica was extremely attracted to the man, she felt great sexual urges build up in her body.

Mind Master walked to the left side of the bed. "Do you want me, my sweet?"

"Yes, more than anything, master," the blonde replied. Once he had taken control of her mind with his powerful device, the villain had given her only one command: she would be very attracted to Mind Master only and would want to fulfill every sexual desire he has. Erotica was now his sex slave, totally under his control.

The naked villain lied on the bed next to his slave and began to kiss her passionately. Having no other thought, she kissed him back with the same desire. As their tongues became intertwined, he reached with his left hand to fondle her right breast. He then reached down and stroked her clit. Erotica moaned with pleasure. Mind Master wasted no time in thrusting his large penis into the heroine. He had waited for this moment since the first time he laid eyes on her at the museum. The two continued to kiss as the villain continually rammed himself into the young woman's vagina. Doing everything he could to prolong climax, he continued to thrust for over ten minutes before finally giving in to the pressure. As he reached orgasm, he shot his semen deep into Erotica's opening. He moaned heavily, savoring every contraction of his penis. The mindless Erotica could do nothing but accept the seed into her body.

Mind Master fell backwards, pulling his semi-erect penis out of his slave. He was totally spent from the experience of dominating a superheroine. Looking at his beautiful prize, he said, "I won't let you go unfulfilled, my sweet. Brutus!" Immediately, Brutus II walked to the left side of the bed. It stacked several pillows together and positioned Erotica so that she was nearly sitting up. The robot spread her legs apart and then transformed its left hand into a thick metal vibrator. It then slid the device into the heroine's vagina and turned it on. Brutus II manipulated the vibrator to fully stimulate Erotica. She was in a trance-like state; she seemed to be enjoying the stimulation but was not moaning. Mind Master smiled as he watched his slave being pleasured. His penis had already become erect again; he began to masturbate.

Quickly, Brutus II brought Erotica to a thunderous orgasm. Her body writhed in pleasure although her face was expressionless. Mind Master realized he had not ordered her to enjoy the sex. "This is my command, my sweet. You will enjoy being pleasured. You will enjoy having an orgasm. Being satisfied will give you just as much pleasure as it will satisfying me."

"Yes, master," the slave replied. Brutus II then began to manipulate the vibrator once more. After several minutes, Erotica came once more, but this time screamed and moaned as she climaxed.

Mind Master enjoyed watching her reaction. Still masturbating, he was on the verge of orgasm himself. Slinking over to Erotica's face, he ordered, "Suck my dick and swallow my cum."

"Yes, master."

The sexual acts continued for nearly thirty hours. The orgasms were too many to count. Any time Mind Master climaxed and needed to recover, he had Brutus II stimulate Erotica. Her entire body had been violated. The penetration had been vaginal, oral, and anal. Her breasts had been mercilessly sucked and fondled. The heroine had passed out five times. Even while unconscious, she was taken advantage of. The sexual activity had been non-stop for her. Erotica was now lying very still, drenched in sweat and semen. Her blond locks were wet and matted against her face. Brutus II was manipulating the vibrator in her, bringing her to another orgasm. The heroine was simply too tired to react when the climax ripped through her.

"Enough, Brutus. Leave us," Mind Master said. The robot quickly pulled the vibrator out of Erotica's sore pussy and left the room. "Now, my sweet, I must learn more about you. First of all, where do you get your powers?"

In a weak voice, Erotica replied, "My magical bra is the source of my powers, master. Without it, I am mortal."

"So that's why we beat you at the park." Mind Master then got off of the bed. A moment later, he returned with the pink bra. "If you were to wear this, the sex should be even better. You'll have more stamina and potency." The villain then proceeded to place the bra back on the heroine, fastening it in place.

Suddenly, Erotica's eyes became focused. Snapping out of her trance, the heroine looked over at a stunned Mind Master. "Big mistake, pal." Having regained her super strength, Erotica jumped off the bed and tackled the villain, punching him viciously in the midsection. "My magical bra was able to clear my head," she told him. "You just lost a slave."

Using his own natural strength, Mind Master managed to shove Erotica off of him. Standing up, he started to yell, "Brutus robots, I need you to he...uuunnnhhh." Erotica delievered a sharp blow to the back of Mind Master's head. He fell face-down on the floor, unconscious. The heroine then went over to a chair and grabbed the rest of her outfit. As she finished putting on her thong, gloves, and boots, the three Brutus robots burst into the room. Seeing their master lying naked and motionless on the floor, they charged at Erotica. Running out of the way, the heroine proceeded to dropkick Brutus II, knocking it over. As she was getting off the floor, she was grabbed from behind by Brutus I. Brutus III transformed its right hand into a buzzsaw and prepared to cut into the beautiful blonde. Suddenly, Erotica struggled out of Brutus I's grip and ducked. Brutus III rammed its buzzsaw into its counterpart instead, causing both robots to be short circuited.

Meanwhile, Brutus II had recovered and was coming for Erotica. Using the bed as a trampoline, she jumped up and got on the robot's shoulders. Using all her super strength, the heroine yanked Brutus II's head off its body, causing it to shut down. The robots were defeated; Erotica had won. Surveying the damage she had caused, the blonde smiled. She bent down and rolled Mind Master onto his back. "Time to go to the asylum, pal," she said. "It was good, but not that good."