The Lair of the Dark Domme

 


Belle taking a call from Barbi... "I'm sure you saw the pilot for the show... but nobody's seen Molly since... it's not what we agreed with Val... I've a horrible feeling she might be up to her old tricks... we might need to go and get Molly back from her..."

BlueBelle sighs... "I saw it... but had hoped that was just part of the show... but if Valerie really has taken Molly this might finally be our chance to prove she's involved in illegal activities... with no other clues... perhaps I need to go to Haiti... and see if anybody's home..." Belle gets off her flight to Port-au-Prince a few hours later...

The locals happy to guide you to Val's mansion... but not wanting to go within three miles of the place... the legends are that she keeps a number of zombies on the premises as guards... and to run the place... the locals leaving you to decide whether to wait for nightfall or go in now...

BlueBelle takes one look at the mangrove swamp and decides to get started right away... before the sun sets... wading into the murky water... making a face as the bottom drops off and she sinks to her waist... picking her way through the maze of massive trees and exposed roots... hanging moss casting ever shifting shadows...

The mansion getting closer... as you start to feel eyes on you... looking all around for Val's zombies... in case they get the drop on you... eventually coming to the outskirts of the grounds... more solid ground underfoot now...

BlueBelle keeps a wary eye out as she stops long enough to pour the water out of her ankle boots... lacing them back up over her soaked tights... moving toward the mansion... hoping to catch Valerie by surprise with this daring incursion... simply find Molly and escape... since Valerie was virtually immune to prosecution here in Haiti...

The feeling of being watched intensifying as you get closer to the mansion... noting that there are lights on... and perhaps a window open in this spring heat... your eyes narrowing as you make out a lurching figure or two... coming closer...

BlueBelle takes the brightsword from its sheath on her belt... setting it to stun... but not yet activating it... fearing that the approaching figures have spotted her... meaning the advantage of surprise has been lost... her other hand reaches for her multi-function sidearm... she could fire a grapple hook through the open window and take her chances...

The figures in the distance turning away... not having seen you... giving you a chance to rappel up to the open window above... and swing inside... taking a look around...

BlueBelle does just that... holstering her sidearm... before wandering through the mansion... looking for any trace of Molly... or that she's been here... but not actually knowing if Valerie brought Molly here or not... simply coming on a hunch... hoping she's ready if it comes to a showdown...

The mansion quiet... but seemingly occupied... lights on in some of the rooms... the air conditioning working... some of Val's zombies slouching through the halls... dressed as butlers and servants... easy to hear coming... but increasingly hard to avoid... the question is whether you can find Molly before you're found in turn...

BlueBelle hates to think about it... but realizes that the Valerie is rumored to keep enslaved heroines close to her as pets... which would mean Belle needs to find Valerie to find Molly... seeing a zombie butler with a bowl of dogfood... Belle decides to follow him on another hunch...

The butler carrying the bowl on a tray... downstairs... and down further... into the basement... which makes a lot of sense... the idea that Val would keep Molly in a dungeon... you can't help but wonder in what sort of degraded circumstances she's being kept...

BlueBelle creeps down the steps behind the butler... the stonewalls becoming damp... and covered with growth that almost seems sentient somehow... as if watching her as she passes... Belle eyeing the ivy runners for a moment... then shakes her head... nothing has even happened and she's letting herself get spooked... almost to the bottom...

The ivy twitching slightly as you pass... until finally you reach the bottom of the steps... peering into the half-light... your eyes widening as you see Val dressed in the same gold outfit she wore for the TV special... Molly secured in the pink latex outfit and collar... her legs bound in a singlestocking... leaving her unable to move... or do anything except lean forward and nibble at the dogfood... as Val taps her behind with a crop...

BlueBelle twitches seeing that Molly's arms are pulled behind in a single glove as well... the nipples of the poor girl's breasts dragging the wet floor as she leans down to nibble at her food... Valerie cackling with delight... "The great Molly Whipple as my pet... you are simply going to be the star of my next party... unless that bimbo leader of yours shows up... even more delicious..."

BlueBelle tries not to let her anger get the best of her... measuring the distance... drawing the brightsword as she rushes forward... lunging and thrusting... aiming to taser Valerie before she knows what has hit her...

Val grinning... and jerking the leash... Molly gacks as the collar tightens about her throat and she is jerked upwards... into the path of the brightsword... to take the electric charge in Val's place... as Val smirks... dropping the unconscious heroine to the floor... and aiming a chop at your wrist... attempting to disarm you... "Wishes can come true..."

BlueBelle gasps as she tasers the very person she came to save... yelping as her wrist is struck... the beam of her weapon going out as it falls from her hand... countering with a big roundhouse kick... her damp tights not shimmering so much in this dank cellar... as she tries to KO the chocolate-colored woman...

Val grins... ducking the kick... and following up with one of her own... aiming directly between your thighs... the shimmering tights framing the blue-covered pout of your sex as a tempting target...

BlueBelle doesn't even get her ankle bootie back on the floor... before the point of Vicious Val's toe delivers a paralyzing blow to her sex... "Nngh..." Belle's knees wobble as she tries to stay up... throwing a weak punch which Val catches in her hand... twisting as Belle crumples to the floor... struggling on her front as the arm is wrenched behind her... "Noooo..."

Val pressing her advantage... your face hovering over the bowl of dog food... "Don't be shy, Belle... tuck in..." purrs Val as she attempts to get you in a choke hold... and cut off your air supply...

BlueBelle shakes her head even as it is forced into the dog food... Belle straining with all her might... but uselessly against this foe with superstrength... reaching back overhead with her free arm... trying to grasp anything she might use to roll the big woman aside... even as the dogfood before her begins to spin...

Your hand grabbing hold of Val's costume... tugging... the gold suit stretching... providing some leverage... although no telling whether it's enough to get her off your back before she chokes you out for the count... her silvery laugh tinkling in your ear...

BlueBelle hears the wicked laughter even in her unconscious dreams... as she slumps beneath design mogul Valerie DeVille... another fashionable victim of the Dark Dominatrix... Valerie removing the gadget belt from around the amazingly small metallic blue waist... trying it on her own golden one... "Hmm... I like it better on you..." Val tosses it in the acid bath...

Val smirks... beginning the swift task of stripping you... and then redressing you in a similar outfit to Molly's... in electric blue... singleglove and singlestocking binding you tight... a collar and leash to hold your head in place... and latex panties... complete with a pair of eternally buzzing intruders... your eyes fluttering as Val grips your hair... forcing your face against her crotch... having turned you into another of her pets...

BlueBelle is nearly driven mad by the damn intruders... shuddering... bowing her head... beginning to lick submissively... unable to do anything else... redoubling her efforts as the powerful chocolate thighs tighten around her head... threatening to suffocate her... finally bringing Valerie to orgasm... the thighs parting... her hair stroked... "Good dog..."

Val purring... and smirking... as you and Molly look at each other with wide eyes... wondering what diabolical plans your new owner might have for you next...

******

Orange calling Mouse... having found some photos of Val at a party... that show her often wearing a pearl necklace exactly like the one you lost on the beach... "We know these necklaces have effects on zombies... and she seems to regularly wear this one... presumably regular use allows her to keep her zombies docile and obedient... perhaps she can even control them with her mind..."

Mouse twitches... "Well the one I had burned me when I wore it... but it certainly did attract zombies... and if the rumors about Vicious Val being the Dark Domme are true... well even most criminals I know are a little in awe of her... and her place is like in the middle of a swamp in Haiti... how do you expect me to get in there?"

Orange has a plan... "She's holding a party tomorrow night to show off some new acquisitions... the cream of the crop of international crime will be there... dictators... a couple of high-profile crimelords... we can get you in as a thief... although not on your own... you've not built up the reputation yet..."

Mouse winces at the sound of that... undressing as she walks to the shower... still talking on the phone... "Who else is working for you? I know a lot of these people and they're not nice... What! Possum? But he... yes I know I lost the other necklace... but after what he did to me in Dubai... no, of course I don't want to go to jail... Ok, ok, I'll be there... *click* you lousy bastard!" setting the phone aside as she turns on the water...

The flight into Haiti unexceptional... you meet up with Possum at the airport... undertaking the trip to Val's mansion in frosty silence... getting there just as the evening is coming on... in amongst the other party guests...

Mouse feeling like half of the odd couple... wearing a striking little black dress and heels herself... as she arrives arm in arm with a black man almost two feet taller than her wearing an orange tuxedo with black satin lapels and cummerbund... trying to remain focused on her mission... but honestly more than a little curious what she will see at Ms DeVille's party... she's heard wild stories...

The party is already in full swing... various dignitaries and villains milling around... the Leopardmistress... Kabaka... a holographic projection of Ultimech... all chatting... Val's new paintings up on the wall... everything seeming civilized so far... apart from the company... as Val walks over to greet Possum...

Mouse blinks realizing that the woman may not be as tall as Possum... but still a good foot and a half taller than she is... she notes the necklace in plain sight... the black pearls looking great against the skin-tight gold bodysuit Ms DeVille is wearing... Mouse notes Valerie even seems to captivate Possum... instinctively she hugs his arm possessively as he introduces her to "Val..."

Val smirks... teasing under your chin with a fingertip... "Ah... you've brought a toy of your own... how sweet... we'll have to have some fun with you later..." Her tone playful... but with an undercurrent of ice... you can't help but wonder if it might have been better to have come on your own...

Mouse indeed wonders what Agent Orange has gotten her into... still she has her goal in sight... now she only has to wait for the right opportunity... to grab the necklace and slip back to the car... "Is that Edvard Munch's The Scream in your collection, Ms DeVille?" hoping to break a little of that ice if possible...

Val nods... "Yes, the original... the gallery has a copy... the same is true of all the art here... I collect only the best..." She laughs... looking you over... "Speaking of which..." She claps her hands twice... and the assembled villains move towards the walls... leaving a space in the centre of the room...

Mouse steps back as well... filled with curiosity to see of what Valerie DeVille would be making a special presentation to this collection of wicked miscreants... wondering what to expect... smacking Possum's hand as he cups her bottom through her silk dress... "Stop that... have you been here before... what's this all about?"

Possum chuckles... "Val doesn't just acquire fine art..." You stifle a gasp as a cart is wheeled out... with two helpless girls on board... one in pink... one in blue... arms and legs bound in tightly-laced latex... ballgagged... the exposed sex of each glistening and swollen from previous stimulation... their backs arched and chests thrust out as Val passes around whips and canes to some of the guests...

Mouse blinks once and her eyes widen as she recognizes the women... "That redhead is Susan MacDuff... and the blond is Molly Whipple... they're like TV stars... and Danger Dolls... how in the world..." Possum grinning... Mouse still gaping... as she takes a crop from a rather expressionless butler...

The butler's hand cold and clammy... and you realize with a shock that he has no pulse... even as Val speaks... "My newest pets... I've had so much fun with them... teaching them their place... at my feet... I thought I'd share them... feel free to do anything you want with these two... anything at all... they're yours for the evening... to enjoy... or destroy..." She laughs...

Mouse gulps... raising a brow as she looks at the two women... resigned expressions of horror on their faces... their position certainly not enviable... cane and whip alike landing hard... leaving marks on jiggling breasts and wriggling ass... Mouse smirks and pops one of the blonde's nipples with her crop... watching her shiver...

Val raising an eyebrow... as Abdullah grabs the redhead... bending her over to violate her swollen folds with his own member... a queue quickly forming as the party descends on the two... using them brutally... while whips marks their flesh... and Val laughs... toasting the melee... "Isn't it wonderful when a party goes so smoothly..."

Mouse pinches the blonde's swelling nipple between thumb and forefinger... pulling on it... beginning to enjoy herself... looking back over her shoulder with a grin at Possum as he grabs her ass again... kissing the pretty blonde on the cheek as she snaps the nipple... swishing away from Possum's hand toward Val... "So do you have these parties often?"

Val smiles... delivering a quick blow to an upraised bottom with her own crop... "Very often... I like to show off my acquisitions... and these two are special cases... I'm intrigued to see if this party will finally break their spirits... so that they learn to worship me as I should be worshipped..." She raises an eyebrow... "Are you enjoying yourself, little one?"

Mouse nods eagerly and pops the slender blonde ass... then steps aside as the huge Kabaka probes and assaults it... the poor thing writhing in agony... as the Leopardmistress takes her with a strap-on... Ultimech watching... as Papa Pimp and Abdullah assault the shuddering redhead... "Yes ma'am... I am indeed... they look pretty finished to me..."

Val laughs... "I think once my guests have exhausted themselves, we'll move the party to the stables... let my horses have at them... since you seem to be enjoying yourself, why not come on a tour of the place... bring your date..." She smiles genially... something in her eyes twinkling...

Mouse eyes the necklace with a sideways glance... wondering if she could lift it over Valerie's head with the crop in her hand... pulling the crop back from behind Valerie's neck as she turns... nodding... "Of course... Thanks Ms DeVille... Possum sweetie... Valerie wants to show us around..." blinking as she realizes his arm is already around the small of her back... his hand on her booty... ushering her along in Val's wake...

The gurgling cries of Val's new pets echoing and fading as you wend your way deeper into the mansion... Val pointing out the occasional piece of art... until finally you come down the steps to her dungeon... and she shows you what looks like an antique bench... the top padded... manacles at the sides... a curious thing... "I thought you might enjoy a close look at this... Mouse... Possum, grab her..."

Mouse is sensing something isn't right even before the words are spoken... flicking the crop at Val... smacking her cheek... before lifting the necklace over Val's head... snatching it out of mid-air as she cartwheels over the bench in a flare of dress... which rips away as Possum's reaching hand catches it rather than her... landing on her heels... running for the steps in nothing but sheer pantyhose...

Possum running after you... hot on your heels... as you find your way through the mansion... the necklace pulsing gently in your hands... but not burning this time... the zombies looking curiously at you but making no attempt to get in your way... even as Possum has to push past them...

Mouse stumbles in her heels and kicks them off... hoping to trip Possum as she runs for the front door... hesitating on the front porch... zombies mulling about the drive between her and the car... hesitating and squealing as they turn towards her... tensing as she feels Possum's hand on her ass... spinning her into his arms... "I was just maintaining our cover, baby..." Mouse kneeing him in the groin... “Yeah right...”

Possum winces... reaching out for the necklace as he folds... aiming to grab it out of your hand... even as the zombies milling on the driveway turn towards you both... starting to edge closer...

Mouse jerks the necklace away... dashing along the edge of the porch... voluminous amounts of blond hair splashing about her breasts in front... and down to her rump behind... ducking away from Valerie's hand... to flip to the driveway... squealing as she is dragged back by the hair... shimmering short legs flailing in air... bare boobs bouncing wildly... the necklace pried from her hand...

Vicious Val smirking... "Caught you... tricky little rodent... no one steals from the Dark Dominatrix..." She purrs... running a hand through your hair... "Possum told me what your agency had planned... in exchange for a fee, of course... and now he's getting a finder's fee for delivering you..." Val smirks... "Shall we enjoy her together?"

******

Val smirking... and placing the necklace back on her neck where it belongs... the zombies not moving forward... but forming a ring... a circle... Possum watching with a grin... as the other villains arrive to see what the fuss is...

Mouse struggles frantically as Valerie drags her down by the hair to the porch floor... straddling Mouse's jiggling chest... Val smooshing Mouse’s boobs as she pushes her powerful backside toward Mouse's terrified face... trapping the tiny woman's arms behind knees... chuckling as the gold second-skin muffles Mouse's "nos..." but not giving up Mouse bicycles her shimmering legs... kicking at the dark woman...

Val takes a kick to her face... hissing like a cat... avoiding another... reaching to grab hold of your legs... aiming to put an ankle underneath each armpit... as she grinds her bottom into your face... rubbing her gold-covered folds against your mouth and nose...

Mouse squirms helplessly as her pantyhose-clad legs are trapped... as securely as her upper body... gripping desperately at the powerful golden thighs... but unable to move her arms or the woman seated on her... her breathing frenzied as she tries to suck air out of Valerie's nether region... her own squirming upturned sex shimmering for all to see...

Your eyes widening under Val's squirming bottom as you feel a pair of powerful hands gripping your thighs... and kneading your ass... a familiar grip... possum... grabbing hold of your pantyhose and tugging the down... to expose your sex... to roaming fingers... poking and plunging... as Val laughs musically... the zombies and villains watching as she allows you a gasp of air... before pressing down again...

Mouse pants for air for a brief instant... before being returned to grinding darkness... but it is long enough for her to see Possum's open fly... and the large erect member... adorned with several silver barbell piercings... despite the thighs clamped over her ears she hears laughter as what feels like a boot stomps her exposed sex... her fingers claw at Valerie's thighs...

Another kick to your sex... slamming down... as Val coos and grinds... the scent of her juices filling your nostrils... obviously very aroused... as the head of Possum's massive member strokes against your folds... and you hear applause from the gathered villains... and moaning from the zombies...

Mouse is given one more breath... glimpsing that Possum has stepped off the porch... leaving Mouses’s upturned sex at just the right height... and hearing Leopardmistress exclaim... "Look how tight her swollen like pussy is... there's no way he can push all that into her..." then Mouse is once again gasping for air... her lips sucking on the shape of Valerie's sex... her nose snorting up an Amazonian asshole... her flesh shuddering as it is impaled by a huge throbbing cock...

Val pressing down... purring and gasping with delight... as Possum drives his massive intruder deep into you... studded and pierced... stretching you mercilessly... taking you hard and rough... pounding into you... over and over... as Val grinds down...

Mouse grips tightly to the thighs of the Dark Domme... realizing through the fog of her own dizziness that Valerie is cuming on her face... even as Possum's cock with it's silver studs crunches her to the core... which combined with her own asphyxia cause her lurching little body to cum as well... unaware her violators are kissing each other passionately even as they maul her turgid breasts...

The crowd clapping... a couple cheering... as Possum releases his own explosion of cum... filling your tight folds with a torrent of his hot seed... even as Val grinds mercilessly down on your face... not allowing you one more breath... you can only wonder if she plans to finish you off this way...

Mouse sputters... choking on what could well be her final breath... aware of the stories... and having seen for herself that Valerie collects superheroines... but where does that leave a thief... probably something to be made an example of... again slipping into darkness... her clutching hands slipping away from Val's thighs... flopping out limply...

Val continuing to grind... and rub... before finally standing... to smooch more with Possum... even as one of her zombies brings a canary yellow singleglove and singlestocking... Val purring as she binds you tightly into them... "Mmmm... perhaps it's time we went to the stables..."

Mouse is barely aware of what is happening as she is bound in yellow... but quickly awakened as the zombies pick her up by crook and cranny... to carry her naked fanny to the stables... Valerie leading her evil collection of party goers there... apparently for the next round of entertainment...

Your eyes widening as you see the blonde and the redhead... kneeling... bruised, battered... covered in whip marks... sweat... and cum... trembling with every snort and stamp of the horses hooves... Val purring... Possum following... carrying you over one shoulder... using your violated folds as a handhold...

Mouse sniffles as she is forced to join the two heroines... each of the three dangling from a wicked strappado... forced to stand on the toes of bound legs... arms forced high above... bending each forward... her bare ass and the swollen peach of sex between upturned like a target... three helpless slaves... in pink... blue... and now yellow...

The guests laughing... and Val purring... as she gently caresses under the chin of each fallen heroine... "Mmmm... so have my pets learned their lesson? Are they going to be good... and obey their Mistress?" Her tinkling voice sending a chill down your spine as she sashays back and forth... showing off her impossible body in the skintight gold...

Mouse twitches as her own chin is raised... sniffling as her furtive eyes look about... finding no mercy among this crowd... but blinking as she spots something unexpected... Possum eyeing Val's necklace... Mouse suddenly wondering if Possum is really working with Val... or simply trying to pull another of his bait and switch routines... her eyes come back to Val's... then look down...

Val raising an eyebrow... not getting her answer... keeping her eyes firmly fixed on you... as she stalks to and fro behind you... smacking bruised folds with a crop... "Eeeny... meeny... miney.. mo... catch a heroine by the throat... if she won't obey, she'll have to go... eeny meeny... miney... mo..." The crop hitting you hard... "Lucky little mouse..."

Mouse eeps as she is smacked... stumbling slightly before regaining her balance... wondering what Val could mean by that comment... trembling as she fears it can't be anything good at this point... "Vicious" Val having lived up to every rumor as far as Mouse can tell... noting the two heroines seem pretty close to breaking... realizing that will be her in a few hours...

Val grinning... then repeating the process... Possum definitely eyeing the necklace... presumably waiting for the two of them to be alone... which could be too late for you... Val picks Belle... smirking... "So... Mouse, then Belle, then Molly... is the lineup... unless one of you would rather beg for mercy..." She grins... as your eyes widen... seeing a huge bull padding out of the paddock... snorting... a ring in its nose... Val purring as she beckons it... as in control of the raging beast as she is of everything else she owns...

Mouse hears the heroines sob... wonders if they've already been through this before... glances frantically about... the huge bull would without a doubt surely kill her... and there is no other way out... "Please... I don't want to be ruined by that beast... Possum was bad enough... he's trying to steal the necklace for himself you know..."

Val stiffens... narrowing her eyes... raising the crop to stroke hard across your face... "Of course he is... but I had plans for him before he did that... now I'll have to simply kill him..." The villains murmuring... as the zombies move forward en masse... aiming to grab hold of Possum and secure him...

Mouse bites her already bleeding lip... realizing that ploy sure didn't work quite as planned... desperately bouncing on her toes... and swinging upside down... reaching out with her gloved toes... to lift the necklace from around Valerie's neck as the dark woman turns toward Possum... now the hard part... tossing it in the air... so that it falls over her head and around her neck as she comes back around...

The zombies immediately stopping... and turning slowly... looking at you as if waiting for orders... while Val cries out... curses... and reaches to grab at the necklace...

Mouse swings her bound legs up once more... aiming them at the jaw of the annoyed villainess... trying to prevent her from taking back the necklace... even as she tries to command the zombies... "Free me... and restrain the others... quickly..."

Your acrobatics a surprise even to Val... feet smacking hard into Val's jaw... the zombies surging over her... holding her down... before freeing you from the bindings... and the strappado... zombies holding the other villains in place as well... some requiring a horde to hold some of them down...

Mouse grins as she is freed... particularly at Possum... saying to one zombie... "Rape his ass..." still she is unsure how long the zombies will be able to maintain control... and so runs for the car after one final command to release the two heroines... hoping the more mass confusion the better for her as she tries to escape... soon driving recklessly back towards Port-au-Prince...

You get into the air as quickly as possible... and a good thing too... looking out of your window to see possum driving towards the plane in one of Val's stolen sports cars... having escaped the zombies... hopefully the two heroines escaped too... you'd hate to think of them still being in Val's clutches...

******

Belle exhausted... at the end of her rope and her tether after the long hours of abuse... from both the Dark Domme and her guests... eyes widening as the Bull is led in... her fate becoming apparent... even as a commotion breaks out... the zombies suddenly restraining the guests... cold hands freeing her and Chicky from the strappadoes...

BlueBelle glancing to Chicky as the other guest who had been bound flees... "We need to get out of here..." Chicky's eyes narrowed at Valerie struggling with her own servants... "Or kick some ass... I mean the zombies are on our side..." Belle grabbing Molly's hand... "Were you paying attention? That escaping girl controlled them with that necklace... who knows what will happen when she gets out of range..."

The villains holding their own against the zombies... Possum easily dispatching the one trying to tear off his trousers... and making an escape through a window... Val also having little trouble... Molly sees that the window of escape will soon close if they don't take it now... the bull snorting and stamping at the commotion... eyeing the heroines fiercely...

BlueBelle grabs Molly's hand... one nude girl dragging the other... toward another stall... I think this is the stallion that raped us last night... "Shh... boy... want to give us another ride..." Belle climbing over the stall and atop the horse in all her naked glory... the horse pawing and snorting... "Now open the stall, Molly, and I'll swing you up behind me as we exit... ever ridden bareback... it's rather exciting!"

Molly opening the stall and swinging up... the zombies already starting to shake off the influence of the necklace... some standing around confused... others turning rabid... Val spitting venom as you ride past... "Come back here... that's a thoroughbred racehorse..."

BlueBelle winks as she clutches the powerful beast around the neck... his mane and hers barely distinguishable from one another as the flutter back in Molly's face... "Exactly Val... that's why I chose him for our escape..." the two bareback heroines on the galloping stallion rushing past and into the night...

The sounds of the zombie apocalypse echoing behind you... a party that none of the assembled will forget anytime soon... Val's stables ruined... her house a shambles and infested with zombies... many of the villains washing their hands of her... others rating it the best party ever...

BlueBelle hugs the neck of the horse... the stallion seemingly as glad to be free as the heroines... remembering them fondly from the night before... prepared to do whatever his rider commands... as Belle leads him to jump several rows of shrubs and dodge zombies... until the two heroines have left the melee at Vicious Val's far behind...

(April 2009)