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Speaking as a villain, one must admire and appreciate the eternal confidence of superheroines. It is their undoing, more often than not. I had encountered Firecracker (on the right) earlier in the day. She seemed to view me with a certain suspicion and had suggested in a firm tone that I, "Move along!"

Naturally, I had protested my innocence...which created the seeds of doubt in her mind...allowing me to get close enough to clamp a chloroform-soaked pad over her surprised face. She succumbed to the sweet-smelling fumes with great rapidity. Once she had fallen to the ground, I took care to bind her with some special bonds that I had devised. They had the benefits of utterly neutralising her flame-based powers...and additionally, once secured...only I could remove them. Naturally, I carried Firecracker back to my secret lair...and before she could revive, suspended her upside-down from its ceiling. She could make a sexy and tasteful Christmas decoration.

The great thing about capturing one superheroine is...it often becomes much easier to capture a second. So it proved, in this case.

I presume some sort of automatic distress signal must have been triggered when Firecracker fell unconscious. Naturally, her former mentor Shadowlass had been the one to receive it.

The crimefighting vixen is a magnificently haughty beauty...but she puts great faith in her abilities...and tends to forget that while highly trained, she is not invulnerable...especially not where tranq darts are concerned.

As she entered my lair, a defiant and steely gaze showing in her eyes...just as Firecracker had revived and yelled, "It's a trap!"...she never saw the two tranq darts coming...one landing in each of her shapely hosed thighs. She staggered on her heels, tried to make a retreat, but it was much too late for that.

I took great pleasure in binding Shadowlass with cuffs which possess (I have been assured) magical properties that make them inescapable. I suspended her from the ceiling of my lair, beside her heroine protégé.

Once both had fully revived, I took great pleasure in groping and fondling their deliciously bound and helpless bodies, subjecting them both to erotic teasing and torments. It was my intention to slowly (and pleasurably...from my perspective at least) break their spirits and turn them both into my willing slaves. Will I succeed? Well, it will certainly be fun finding out. BWAH-HA-HA!

This is from a Second Life roleplay with Shadowlass and

Description
Speaking as a villain, one must admire and appreciate the eternal confidence of superheroines. It is their undoing, more often than not. I had encountered Firecracker (on the right) earlier in the day. She seemed to view me with a certain suspicion and had suggested in a firm tone that I, "Move along!"

Naturally, I had protested my innocence...which created the seeds of doubt in her mind...allowing me to get close enough to clamp a chloroform-soaked pad over her surprised face. She succumbed to the sweet-smelling fumes with great rapidity. Once she had fallen to the ground, I took care to bind her with some special bonds that I had devised. They had the benefits of utterly neutralising her flame-based powers...and additionally, once secured...only I could remove them. Naturally, I carried Firecracker back to my secret lair...and before she could revive, suspended her upside-down from its ceiling. She could make a sexy and tasteful Christmas decoration.

The great thing about capturing one superheroine is...it often becomes much easier to capture a second. So it proved, in this case.

I presume some sort of automatic distress signal must have been triggered when Firecracker fell unconscious. Naturally, her former mentor Shadowlass had been the one to receive it.

The crimefighting vixen is a magnificently haughty beauty...but she puts great faith in her abilities...and tends to forget that while highly trained, she is not invulnerable...especially not where tranq darts are concerned.

As she entered my lair, a defiant and steely gaze showing in her eyes...just as Firecracker had revived and yelled, "It's a trap!"...she never saw the two tranq darts coming...one landing in each of her shapely hosed thighs. She staggered on her heels, tried to make a retreat, but it was much too late for that.

I took great pleasure in binding Shadowlass with cuffs which possess (I have been assured) magical properties that make them inescapable. I suspended her from the ceiling of my lair, beside her heroine protégé.

Once both had fully revived, I took great pleasure in groping and fondling their deliciously bound and helpless bodies, subjecting them both to erotic teasing and torments. It was my intention to slowly (and pleasurably...from my perspective at least) break their spirits and turn them both into my willing slaves. Will I succeed? Well, it will certainly be fun finding out. BWAH-HA-HA!

This is from a Second Life roleplay with Shadowlass and