A super hero's last thoughts
(Character is 19. Might be some trance language)
Another day I save the world, another day I miss some college. Another day scolded for being lazy and out of it. I'm "not good enough", or "anti-social". If only everyone knew what I did for them every single day. Putting my life on the line for them. Every. Single. Day.
Theres some days I wish I wasn't "blessed" with these kinds of powers. I didn't ask for them. I didn't ask to have a permanent secret I had to hold for the rest of my life. It's all fucking hell.
It was 10 in the morning. The emergency phone starts blaring at full volume, scaring me the hell awake.
"A bus on fire, St. Peter's road. Hurry!"
I rush to my closet and slide on my outfit. Dark green tights, black hair in a half pony, a mask covering my nose and mouth, and a body suit with black and green sparkles. My idea, of course.
I rush out, wasting no time getting to the destination. Well, beside the outrageous outfit change. I get to the fire as police are still escorting people away.
"Go get the guy! He's still around here. We got the bus and victims under control." One officer yells once he notices me there. I nod in return before flying off down the street.
My powers tend to sense people near by, but only about 8 feet away. It helps me to prevent going down alleyways, and avoid incoming attacks from others. I can also fly and blast electricity, and cold. But really that's about it.
I fly further down the street, trying to sense anyone else near by. for about six blocks it was empty. It was also getting darker, the only real things illuminating now were the street lights. Even if I am a super hero and hard to kill by normal people, it's still feels un-easy going down roads at night alone.
"Come out!" I call, hoping to lure anything out. By the time I reached the park, I knew i had to turn back. Check the south side next perhaps? Until I felt an electric buzz down my spine. It was sudden, but I knew it meant something for sure.
"I feel you!" I shout this time, turning back to the open field. I feel my heart begin to race a little.
I felt a man's voice vibrate down my neck. I let out a gasp and quickly turned in my place.
"Stop playing games." I felt my voice shake a little. I hated being a hero. So. Damn. Much. "Come out, just make this easy for the both of us alright?"
"Awe." A man slowly appeared, floating on his side as if lounging on a sofa. He had a playful poute across his lips. "You think it's going to be hard for me? That's so cute princess "Electric Snow" Hahaha!" He wails his head back in laughter. "That's such a stupid fucking name by the way!"
"Shut up!" I raise my arm to charge an electric volt, but before I could finish raising my arm, the man is at my face with a hand around my throat. "Ack!"
"I eat souls your size for breakfast girl. You have no chance with me." As he spoke, I could feel his eyes wandering around my body. His hand remind tight enough to keep me from moving, but not enough to keep me from breathing. "I want you for something else, though. Since I've already eaten desert." He grinned before throwing me to the ground.
I flew down fast, smashing into the pavement with such force it knocked all the air from my body. It felt like my lungs were dying.
"F-fuck..." I gasped out before the man was on top of me, hand around my throat again. For a moment, I thought I was going to die.
"See? Too easy." His face fell closer, his eyes meeting mine. "Too easy. To make you fall."
My body suddenly felt a weird surge of relaxation. It felt nice for a moment, before causing me to panic. I managed to quickly kick him off, but I feel for his entertainment he let me. He smirk as he gently landed on his feet.
"You can call me Master, by the way." He smiled, showing bright perfect teeth.
"Oh fuck off." I groaned before trying to start my electric strike once more. This time I did manage to raise my arm, but he managed to dodge the attack quick than he ever had moved before. His hand was back on my throat before I could process what was going on.
"See?" He repeated again, my muscles suddenly feeling calm once again. "Too easy to grab your attention."
I gasped when he looked into my eyes once again. There was something about his gaze that just felt... safe. Warm. Inviting. Like I didn't have to worry about being a hero anymore.
"You never liked being a hero to begin with." He spoke, words melting like honey fresh from the hive. I could feel my body a moment ago, but now everything feels... numb and relaxed. Did he do something to me? Did I care?
"I... Never..." I felt my mouth move, but I couldn't hear anything coming out. Was I actually speaking? If I was, he seemed to approve of it by his smirk.
Those words, for some reason made my body feel hot and tingly. I never heard him say this before... had I? My body kept reacting as if I had.
"I..." My brain began to feel confused and light. What was even happening again? How long was I staring into Master's eyes for? A part of me didn't seem to care.
"You always wanted to quit being a hero."
"I..." Did I? A part of me felt a bit off now. Was this all true? "I always..."
The hand around my neck tightened just a little, sending me a message to keep going. Even that part of me knows now not to keep Master waiting.
"I always wanted to quit being a hero."
"Good girl." Master began to chuckle, his deep voice making my body quiver and shake.
"The pleasure you feel is why you've wanted to quit. Because Electric Snow wanted to be Master Mind's sex slave. Say it. "I wanted to be Master's sex slave."".
I felt a hot electric wave pulse through my body. A moan slowly escapes my lips, making me notice how good I suddenly felt. "I wanted to be Master's sex slave."
I moaned again as Master spoke. It felt too good to resist. This really was what I wanted all along.
