"Keep going, my slaves."

The commanding voice of the mistress rang in the minds of her two subordinates, filling their empty head with her instruction.

Said mistress was a dominatrix in a few regards, both in her "profession" and in her private life. None other than the exposed hypnotist fraud, only known by her alias; The Contessa.

The spider lady was once living the ideal life for her; taking advantage of her prisoners to take their most prized possessions, while maintaining the image of reforming those criminals with her hypnotic methods.

That was, until that damn Cooper Gang and goody-goody inspector thwarted and exposed her operation, making her lose everything, once she was taken into custody herself.

Of course, that wasn't to last for long; the anthropomorphic arachnid barely served one day of her 20 year sentence, before she made her drastic escape.

She knew to always keep some of her hypnosis methods a secret, in case she needed them, and that advice paid off.

Now, not only was she free, beginning a new operation from the ground up, but she already managed to begin her revenge while she was at it.

She was hoping to get her hands and/or legs on Sly Cooper, or even one of his associates, Bentley & Murray, but they always managed to elude her grasp. So, she settled for the next best thing.

Carmelita Montoya Fox.

To the rest of the world, the vixen had seemingly gone MIA, but to the spider mistress, she had fallen into her web, so to speak. Having crossed paths again, The Contessa got her into her secret lair, and after a few adjustments to her psyche & synapses, the Interpol agent was at her beck and call.

Not just her, either; another little fly was buzzing around where she didn't belong, and she had faced similar results to the cop that she had snared not too long ago.

From what she learnt from her secrets, her name was Amelia Smollett. Or, as she had first introduced herself, Captain Amelia.

Some feline woman... Thing, who was the captain of the RLS Legacy. Or at least, she used to be.

Once she fell into The Contessa's clutches, she was given the most wonderful advice to a change in her life; to abandon her planet-searching expeditions and come live with her mistress instead, serving as her toy along with the other slaves she had rounded up down here.

And all she would need to do to accept this incredible & generous offer was relinquish every last one of her treasures to her new owner. She wouldn't be needing such frivolous crap anymore, when she had someone like her to serve instead. It was an impossible deal to pass up.

Which brought them to the here-&-now, in which both the former Interpol agent and the former worlds-faring captain embraced one another tightly in their skimpy outfits, their lips locked together as their tongues wrestled for dominance between them.

The pair were making out and rubbing their bodies against one another, all while their mistress watched from her web. The action was making her pleased with how obedient  they were to her "suggestions", but more importantly, she really wanted to get her revenge on the vixen that helped ruin her all those years ago. She had to humiliate her, the way her precious boyfriend Cooper had done to her.

Forcing her to perform sexual acts for her on a whim was one thing, and the addition on her new wardrobe was an added benefit to ridiculing her, even if no-one else was around to see it.

On the few occasions she actually allowed her slaves to wear something, it wasn't exactly a concealing ensemble, and today was no different: a matching set of string-thin crop tops, only just covering their nipples, and a pair of thongs that were comparable to rubber bands, barely hiding anything down there.

And that was just the attire they had to wear; their regular selves couldn't dare to imagine what it was that their mistress had them do with each other's bodies.

Of course, if they did, they would never live it down. Hell, they would think they probably wouldn't be able to stomach it.

But for now, it didn't matter what they thought. In fact, they didn't have any thoughts at all. Only the commands of their beloved mistress were important to them, and they would dedicate their lives to following through with them, no matter the cost to themselves, their bodies or their pride.

And the only thing better than having her slaves play with themselves/one another to entertain her?

*Knock knock.*

Having a new one to do the same with.

"Enter." The arachnid commanded, turning her head to the door, knowing who was on the other side. And he better have good news with him.

Sure enough, the wooden structure opened up, and her servant walked into the room. Or rather, slithered into the room.

Having lackeys had served her well before, and when she had to start everything over again, The Contessa had to start rounding up more helpers. She was thankful that some were more helpful to her cause than others, including this former "royal advisor"

Sir Hiss, the sly snake, entered her mistress's chambers backwards, bringing with him a new friend for the latter.

Following him, maintaining eye contact with the serpent at all times in an oblivious gaze, clearly entranced by those constant spirals coming from them, was another anthro lady, and it was another one that The Contessa recognised.

Neyla.

While she held a grudge against Carmelita for helping Sly and his friends thwart her plans, this cockney bitch wasn't off her vengeance list either. When given the chance to help her, break her free and get the operation back in motion, what did this tiger do?

Abandon her.

And not just her, either. After killing off the leader of the Klaww Gang, which she was now known to be affiliated with, Neyla had made it clear she was only out for herself.

After faking her death upon being defeated by the Cooper Gang as well, everyone believed that would be the end they would hear of her. But very little escaped The Contessa, when it came to her enemies.

She didn't look so tough now, following her minion like she was in a trance... Which she was.

It suited her well, but she needed to do more to ensure her "cooperation", especially since she knew Sir Hiss's hypnotic powers were only temporary, whereas her own lasted much longer.

"Compliments of yoursssss truly, milady." The reptile hissed with a grin, turning to look at the spider, who seemed relatively pleased with his gift.

Climbing down from her web, the giant arachnid came over to the tiger lady, wearing a face that both spoke as anger and approval. The former being because of the history between them, revenge finally being in her grasp, and the latter from the prized present her servant had just brought her.

Getting face-to-face with the pair of them, the mistress of the lair kept her attention to the serpent besides her first.

"Very good, Sir Hiss." She bluntly stated, gesturing her hand over to her other servants; the ones in the more forced method of obedience, that seemingly paid no mind to the arrival of their secondary superior. "Have your fun. I will tend to this one myself."

The reptile's hypnotic eyes turned to normal and lit up at her command, clearly pleased with what he had just been told.

Ever since he had started working for this woman instead of the greedy, childish "king" he was once in service to, his expectations of the rewards & benefits of the jobs changed as much as those rewards & benefits did. And he had to say, this version of things was much better than the old.

And treats like this, as common as they were for him now, were easily his favorite.

"Mossst gracioussss, my lady~" He gleefully remarked, giving her a bow before slithering quickly over to the girls on offer for him.

He wasted no time, interrupting the vixen and the alien feline's makeout by leaping onto the latter's body first, wrapping his long body around her torso, latching onto her in a tender, almost crushing embrace.

Even though they were already under their control, he always enjoyed coiling the girls. Their bodies were warmer than his, and their fur felt good against his coils. Plus, he got to get a close-up feel of their sweet chest melons, and the sensitive nubs that came with them.

As such, after wrapping himself around Amelia's body enough to give her an overly-loving hug, the faithful snake slipped the tips of his tail into that miserable excuse of a shirt, finding her left nipple and giving it a few teasingly flicks, which earned him a few moans and grunts from his touches.

Those were the kind of noises he lived for; it was always more fun when they reacted like this.

Of course, he didn't forget Carmelita either. No sense in leaving one of them unattended, just because he was having fun with one.

Seeing the small leftover string of drool hanging from her lips from her affection embrace with the other slave was too tempting to resist, so Hiss didn't even bother to try to.

His head lunged at the fox, giving her a passionate kiss the moment her smooth, red lips made contact with his surprisingly smooth scaly ones.

She was quick to return the snog, as she had been trained to do, and his tongue was just as quick to get busy with hers. His thinner but longer wet muscles hissed in her mouth, getting as much of the area covered & tasted as he could latch it on, whereas hers simply gave his affection whenever it seemed appropriate.

This reward was already incredible for the spider's slithery servant, and there was more fun to be had for him as it went on.

With her faithful underling busy accompanying the missing heroines, The Contessa could put her focus on the latest addition to her expanding collection, and she had just the introduction in mind for her. One that wasn't entirely different to the one she had given that pesky vixen behind her.

In fact, an almost identical one.

Giving her body a quick look over, the lady in charge grasped the tiger by the shoulders and lowered his own head to get eye level with her new acquisition, before moving hers into Neyla's.

Their lips connected withing a second, as did their tongues, the woman in control being the clear dominant one. Though that wouldn't have been difficult to presume, seeing as the feline was putting up no fight whatsoever. Her mind was already severely weakened by the perverted serpent, but now it was going to be shattered into stardust.

The Contessa's sudden action was no simple display of affection for her pretty new plaything; her tongue, her saliva, even her lipstick had a neat little property to them, that would help her break in her toys as they came.

Thanks to her new formula of both her natural venom and some chemical wonders, each of them were capable of seeping into the victim's bloodstream, making its way to their brain and rendering the crucial organ as good as dead.

It might not have been the most subtle method, but who cares? Certainly not her, nor her harem.

As they made out, more of her new weapon was entering Neyla's body, and Sir Hiss's hypnosis was being replaced with her own, more powerful substance.

It was only a matter of time now; just a few more seconds and the last remaining bits of her free will would be as good as gone. Even if she broke free of Sir Hiss's hypnosis now, it would be too late. She wouldn't last half a minute before her body and mind succumbed to the venom's effect.

Sure that she had injected enough of her new formula into Neyla's body, The Contessa pulled her head back from the feline's, leaving a sting of purple drool between them that broke when she got far enough away from her, before she made her next move. One that would establish her dominance on another level.

*SMACK*

Without warning or bracing time, the arachnid wound her hand around and slapped the treacherous bitch in the face, forcing her to turn her head around from the sharp impact.

It left a stinging feeling on her cheek, as well as a red hand print, but that was of no concern to the captured traitor. In fact, nothing was, anymore. Even if she could still think for herself, she would just assume she had done something to deserve it.

A mistress as wonderful and perfect as hers wouldn't do something like that for no reason... Or maybe she would. She didn't mind.

"You've got some nerve, Neyla." She cooed in a low tone, placing her hands on her hips above her spider body, giving the tiger a matching gaze of annoyance. "You must've thought yourself so high above everyone else in the world, as I did. Well, guess what?"

Once again, her head moved down to get on level with the former agent's, staring into her lost eyes.

"You're lower than dirt right now, and that's a miserable worm like you belongs."

Her finishing statement was followed up by another demeaning action; the spider fired a wad of spit from her mouth directly at her new sextoy, landing it squarely on the cheek she hadn't slapped, before she brought herself back up straight.

"Now begins your new purpose; in my web, for the rest of your life." Came the follow up, as did another look over her body. "Begin with shedding that hideous ensemble of yours."

The command was followed without question, beginning with her hijab. Any other day, doing such a thing would've been a grave crime, that even she would've been ashamed of. It would seem there was a line even she wouldn't cross. 

But now, she removed and discarded the head-wear without a second thought, letting her black hair done, before moving to her hands to her belt, as well as kicking her boots off her feet.

Once both of them were taken care of, she undid her brown shorts next and followed suit with her tank top, leaving her in just her underwear.

It was a humiliating sight for the Bengal creature with such a superiority complex, one that she would've normally died than have anyone seen her like, but she simply continued without any hesitation.

The Contessa didn't even tease herself with the half-naked look her latest addition was now sporting. She wanted to get right to work in making this one pay.

Accordingly, Neyla loosened her bra, letting gravity do the rest, and shirked her panties off her crotch and down her legs, stepping out of them and presenting her bare body for her mistress to marvel.

Though she wouldn't be marvelling for long.

The dominatrix spider stepped closer to her, reaching her hands out to her body once again.

This time, she spun her around and groped her breasts, giving them a forceful squeeze with her fingers. Both mammaries were being kneaded like dough, squished about and played with like putty in her palms.

Neyla's reaction was as expected; she gasped from the initial move and moaned as they were getting felt up, getting louder when she went to her nipples.

But the mistress of the underground manor wasn't done there. With her two front legs, she hoisted the tiger into the air, using them to spread hers as open as she could get them, and preparing the following pair of legs to begin the initiation.

Or rather, the insertion.

Without even a chance to brace herself, the tips of the legs were shoved deep into her spread cunt, eliciting a scream from the unexpected intrusion, echoing through all the lair.

It was music to her ears, as was it to Sir Hiss's.

He had already grown fully erect from his little playtime with the other two, and hearing that devilishly delightful bellow pushed him to the edge.

He wanted his real reward, and he needed to have it now.

As such, the snake maneuvred himself so that his unsheathed twin rods were on display for the vixen to get a good look at, perfect with the way he was now coiled around her neck instead. Breathplay was always fun with them as well.

"Ssssstart, [i]Inspector[/i]~" He instructed, inching his hemipenes closer to her face, a lustful look on his sinister face. "Sssshow me your dedication~ Assss for you, [i]Captain[/i]~ Help her feel more... Appreciated~"

A snicker followed his command, but more importantly, so did the obedience from the girls.

Amelia moved her hands up from behind her companion and, similar to her mistress, grabbed the vixen's breasts, giving them gentle feels and exploring the generous plump pillows she had on offer for her.

"Ahhhh..." Carmelita moaned from the loving feel-up of her chest goodies, which was just perfect for her master; now that he mouth was open, she was ready to take in her master's needy shafts.

His genitals entered her maw, and she quickly got busy with pleasuring him with her tongue, lapping them on top, in between and all around his members.

"Oooooh, yesssssss~" The serpent hissed pleasurably, closing his eyes at the amazing oral feeling.

The reaction also came with the instinctive response of tightening his body around her neck, squeezing some of the air out of her and making her job a little more tricky.

Nothing she couldn't handle though, and she had come to learn to enjoy the feeling of auto-erotic asphyxiation, as yet another pleasure that her amazing mistress had taught her about.

Plus, the blissful feeling of getting her tits played with was making anything durable right now, and the fact she had an order to carry out motivated her to work through anything.

Both Carmelita and Amelia continued the work, the latter moving one of her hands down to the former's wet snatch beneath that joke of a thong, sliding them in and moving them about, making her want to gasp again.

Of course, it was muffled this time from the hemipenes in her mouth and her throat being constricted, but the effort was still there.

And speaking of effort, her work on Sir Hiss's cocks was proving fruitful for her master, knowing that his sweet release would be coming soon.

Meanwhile, The Contessa wasn't showing any mercy to the latest addition to the collection; her second set of legs thrusted in and out of her cunt with unforgiving vigor, pumping her like a piston into the private area.

"Ahhhh! Ahhhh! Ahhhhhhhh!" She screamed as she was penetrated so crudely, the forceful motions making her body react as if she was being electrocuted, and getting groped like this didn't help calm her down either.

If she had ever been as low as this in her life, it would certainly motivate her to be a villain, if nothing else.

Either way, The Contessa didn't care. All she cared about right now was breaking down this traitor and humiliating her as much as possible, even if she wouldn't remember it.

She was as rough as she was mad, sinking her sharp fingertips into her purple breasts to bring a new level of pain to her, ensuring she firmly understood who was in charge down here.

The stimulation and forceful nature of their lewd activity was getting too much for Neyla to bear, and she was only a hair trigger away from giving in to the violent pleasure.

"AHHHH! AAAAAHHHHHHHHH!!" The tiger screamed, feeling herself reach breaking point with one final thrust into her moist, cavern.

And that outburst triggered the same kind of climax from the snake behind the first couple; the signal of her orgasm mixed with the pleasure of Carmelita's blowjob, as well as the incredible feeling of strangling her with his body, heightened even more that the vixen had as she got her tits felt by the other lady, was all too much for him as well.

"HSSSSSSSSSSHHHHHHHH!!" Hiss loudly cried out, as his bollocks gave in to insurmountable pleasure, releasing his hot load of rep' jizz into the fox's mouth, unknowingly tightening his grip around her throat to choke her out even more.

"MMMMMPH!" The former inspector cried out with what little breath she could still access, her windpipe now being closed off from his coils and her mouth occupied with his hot, sticky load.

That was the final straw for her as well; Amelia's fingers were too powerful for her to resist, and the other factors at the top of her body was and getting her breast toyed with like this sent her over the edge.

As was inevitable, the vixen came hard on the feline's hands, squirting her own sticky mess on the busy fingers, feeling her legs buckle weakly from the overwhelming stimulation on her body.

With both himself and one of his playthings having orgasmed at last, the snake released his grip from the vixen's neck and removed his cocks from her mouth, giving her the chance to catch some missed breaths again.

She would need a minute to recover, but he certainly wouldn't. He was still eager for more, and fortunately, he had another lady to attend to.

"Your turn, my sssssssweet kitty~" Hiss announced with a chuckle, slithering over to the alien, ready for whatever he had planned for her.

As for the other two, even though Neyla was clearly tuckered out from the powerful climax she had just experienced, her mistress wasn't done making her pay yet.

Far from it.

Only giving her a few seconds to rest, the spider thrust her legs back into the wet snatch, getting another surprised gasp from her slave.

"I hope you're ready for more." The mistress stated, resuming the forceful thrusting again, fucking the tiger with unrelenting disdain. "Only 49 more rounds. If you're still conscious by then, maybe I'll consider showing you some mercy."