Author: JanTheredhead

Wonders of Gaslighting 4 (MMM/F 30+/50+ NC, Mind Control, BDSM, Humiliation, prostitution, Superheroine)

Wonderland Birthday Present

Diana (Wonder Woman) POV

Diana didn’t know what it was. She had hated coming to Wonderland before. She had an informant named G who admitted to once having served Maxwell Lord. Even the Justice League had been fooled by that rogue telepath into thinking he was a good guy, so Diana tried not to hold it against him, any more than G held it against her that she killed Maxwell Lord. G had given her insight into what was going on in organized crime. She had been able to save thousands of lives by getting fentanyl off the streets, cutting the cities overdose deaths from something that looked like a bad day in the war Afghanistan or Iraq, to a statistical oddity. Then he began to help her root out the human trafficers, the child pornographers. With his information she reached places and stopped evils that the Justice League and even Batman couldn’t. He somehow did it without violence. He did it simply through his club Wonderland. Read more »

Wonders of Gaslighting 3 (M/F 20/50+ NC, Mind Control, Superheroine)

Chapter 3 Wonderful Show and Tell

Gaslighter was my new name, though to Wonder Woman, to the street, and to law enforcement intelligence agencies I was known only as G. To Wonder Woman and law enforcement, I was an intelligence asset that risked life and limb to ferret out the worst of the crimes they could never hope to reach. To the street, I was G, the man to know, the untouchable one, the only major player too tough to muscle in on, but not hungry enough to push for more. What is funny is that having been stuck like this, a master telepath reduced to being able to make one suggestion to one target, at best every five minutes, I had become more dangerous than Maxwell Lord, my one time master, was when Wonder Woman killed him and left me stuck under this damned training lock old Maxi left me with. Read more »

Wonders of Gaslighting 2 (M/F 20/50+ NC, Mind Control, Superheroine)

Trust is Wonderful

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Having decided to take my place as Gaslighter, avenger and heir to (or victim of?) Maxwell Lord, and gain my revenge on Wonder Woman, I began by reactivating my old data network. Maxwell Lord had tentacles in every source of power known to man, and a few as yet undiscovered. It had been my job to do the grunt work about keeping his network happy and running, to soft filter the intel for things that were potentially useful. His network is thought of as being something created by his powers of mental control, but that is idiotic. Maxwell never lowered himself to use his power if he didn’t need to. He taught me to look for human weakness, and to use them. Half his network had been suborned with his power, over half of what was left broke contact because they feared reprisals. That left a quarter of his network, made up of those with grudges of their own, who waited in place for the chance something they knew would be useful for Maxwell Lord to hurt the people they worked for, and hated.

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Miz Majesty gets Conned 4 Degradation Challenge MMMF F/F (30+/25 32/25) NC, BDSM, Hucow, Superheroine peril,

Chapter 4: Degradation Challenge

The sign out front of Wyvern Con’s main event floor was bright, bold, and hard for Miz Majesty to process.

“Closed for Age Restricted event. No digital recording permitted. Medical waivers required. Clean STI paperwork required.

Costume required, NO UNMASKING, No out of character interactions permitted, no exceptions. All items of costume save those required for sexual activity are to remain on. No unmasking of faces of any bound or unresponsive cosplayer.

This is the Degradation challenge, safe BDSM is NON OPTIONAL. We are here to violate everything but your limits. Limits respected, after care required. Limits enforced by Doctor Degrader himself, so violators will be thoroughly violated.”

Miz Majesty looked at the sign, done boldly over a picture of Doctor Degrader in his smug conquest pose, this one taken with Senator Margorie Taylor Queen topless and kneeling between his legs facing the camera with a ball gag in her mouth.

Miz Majesty still had mixed feelings about rescuing that one, but heroes don’t chose victims, they save them.

“Who would pay to take part in something like this? No sane woman would volunteer for this.” Miz Majesty muttered, louder than she thought. Read more »

Miz Majesty gets Conned 3 M30/F25 F20 Mdom NC superheroine peril

Chapter 3 Con-fusion and the chase

Miz Majesty looked like a goddess hewn from the ice of a distant planet and blessed with the love and power of a living sun. She had a lifetime of battle, of dealing with those in political, economic, or physical power who desired to use and possess her and the power she represented. What she did not have experience with was crowds.

What surrounded her was something out of her worst nightmare. Horrors from the pit, aliens from beyond, and a hundred copies of every real hero and villain she had ever known, along with dozens of purely fictional, stalked the halls.

Each moved with frenetic energy. They dashed to panels, they dashed to game tournaments, to hospitality suites, to autograph lineups, to merchandise tables, and to screenings of every niche and genre film, including some in incredibly poor taste that bordered on PORN!

She saw a dozen copies of herself. From a ten year old girl, to a grandmother, a boy, a girl who must weigh twice what she did, white, black, native, each of them in a costume they had clearly made themselves with the limit of the skills and materials they had access to. Read more »

Miz Majesty gets Conned 2 M30/F25 Mdom NC superheroine peril

Miz Majesty descended to the rooftop to meet the convention organizers and facility managers. In a world where any superpowered being was treated as a celebrity, imitations were inevitable. Rather than waste time trying to establish credentials, as if there was some sort of driver’s licence category for godlike superbeing, she felt it best to arrive in such a fashion as to get all questions out of the way up front. Not to mention terrify the handsy little men who looked upon what little fabric of her armour was left after sufficient spatial compression to make it dense enough to survive her use, and got bad ideas.

She descended from heaven, like the goddess she was. She could have landed silently and without any fanfare, but that would accomplish nothing. Instead she allowed her body to glow with the brilliance of another sun in the sky, a golden aura around her white clad form as she descended like the sun given form. Settling onto the earth with the grace of a falling rose petal, her breasts heaved as she sighed at the usual rapture her arrival had caused in the audience of six men and a woman. She allowed the electromagnetic power of her eyes to bleed into static discharge as her hair raised in a halo. Her eyes leaked living lightning as she scanned the whole of the building at full power, looking for any traps or intentionally shielded areas. Read more »

Miz Majesty gets Conned 1 M30/F25 Mdom NC superheroine peril

Miz Majesty gets Conned

Wyvern Con was the largest Science Fiction, Fantasy, and Comic book convention in North America. It was the highlight of the year for everyone from Cosplayers through movie and game makers, it was where the reality that geeks really did run this part of the world, and those who wished their money needed to come to them, and learn their thousand little fandoms if they wanted the vast amounts of disposable income the fanatic fans were willing to spend on their chosen favorites.

This year there was a disturbing rumour, one that flooded the darkweb. This year Doctor Degrader had promised to attend the conference, with his greatest ever display of power, ingenuity, and perversion.

“This Wyvern Con, I will demonstrate how to break Miz Majesty, and any other heroines who dare face my Degradation Challenge!” DoctorDegrader@eattheworld.com.

Doctor Degrader was a battle armoured supervillain whose mastery of super science and hypnosis had corrupted and enslaved so many high profile business leaders, politicians, scientists and law enforcement officials that he had come close to taking control of whole states before detection. Read more »

Yoga, Chains, and Mr Patel (M40+ M40+ F40+ F40+ interracial, BDSM, Hucow)

My name is Christi Clark, a married mother of two who is getting back into the working world slowly by turning my dance background and yoga hobby into more than just my recovery from childbirth, but my new business opportunity. I had become certified as a yoga instructor, as I had been a dance instructor, but what I wanted to target was other young mothers like myself, the urban white suburban housewives who wanted to get their body back, and who needed a way to deal with the stress and emotional drain of essentially facing motherhood’s burdens unsupported.

It took a village to raise a child, it took multiple generations to be successful, but while the Hindu still lived that way, we had forsaken it for the myth of the nuclear family that served men well and left women to drown alone. I had the plan, I had the market, I needed the space. That is how I met Mr Patel. Read more »

Lassoed for Truth (M18M18M18F18F40 interracial, group, blackmail)

All characters are 18+ This is a fantasy only. Any sexual contact between teacher and student is illegal and should be so.

I suppose I should start at the beginning. Of course, I didn’t know it what was beginning at all. You see, I am not the sort of person you expect to be making these sorts of movies. Not at all. But then again, it wasn’t my choice that I ended up here. I guess you could say it was my nature that lead me here, and that my own education is now under way. This is ironic, because I am a teacher, their teacher. The boys and girls who instruct me now, the ones who are making these movies. I am told that they will be able to afford college with no problem at all with the revenue of the movies they are making, so I am proud as their teacher that I am helping them achieve the higher education these bright young immigrants deserve. I never thought I would be helping them in this way. I am told the films are only being circulated for Hindi language groups right now, but if a copy of it ever got to the school, my career would be over. Why you ask. Ah. Read more »

Taken by Cabbie M40+ F30+ interracial/prostitution

It began as a mistake. Mistaken identity, mistake in judgement, mistake in a whole lot of things I believed about myself. I am a “happily” married policewoman, university graduate with a double bachelors in criminology and social work. I am a proud feminist and believer not just in women’s equality, but honestly in our superiority to men who are abusive beasts constrained only by law from being the rapist thugs they all turn into with a little power or just the hint of freedom from consequences.

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Being raised among white men left me understanding them all to well to ever fall prey to them. Black men honestly come off like they are trying to out white the white men, bringing all of the bad aspects that turn me off of white men, and forsaking whatever natural charms were theirs. I was, honestly quite beyond falling for any of them.

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I was wrong. It took one Hindu cab driver to shatter my world, my sense of self, and the icy dam holding back rivers of repressed sexual need. It is almost funny how it happened, how I came to be here, doing what I am doing tonight, what I do every weekend now. Let me tell you the story. Read more »