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Lady Goodnight's Evil Sluts Pt. 01

By: seducedHylas



John awoke, but struggled to stay in that drowsy cosy feeling. Warm gentle sunlight was just beginning to glow through the blinds and the bed felt so nice and comfortable. His wife lay in bed next to him facing him, her slumbering face so peaceful and she was doing that cute breathing thing again. He just wanted to lay here soaking her in.

He knew he was a lucky man. Libby was so beautiful. A petite woman with elfin features, when they had first met John had been swept by a desire to protect her and keep her safe. By the time they'd had their second date he'd learnt Libby possessed a strength belied by her fragile appearance and a fiery side that matched her red hair. She hated it if she felt John was being needlessly concerned about her but that didn't stop him.

He slipped his arm over her. Even after seven years the need to touch her remained strong. She responded by rolling over, half conscious but eager to feel her husband's strong body close to her.

He kissed her shoulder lightly and inhaled the scent of her hair. He slipped his hand up under the oversized t-shirt she wore and stroked the soft skin of her belly. It was almost a year since she'd given birth to their son, Aiden, a little brother for their five year old daughter Hayley. John sighed imperceptibly. He missed cradling his pregnant wife but that loss was more than made up for when he held his baby son and there might be another baby in their future.

Libby wriggled next to him, clearly awake despite her eyes being closed. She could feel her husband's erection pressed up against her.

"Mmm, that feels good." She murmured, wriggling some more.

They lay like that for several minutes, completely relaxed in the silence of this intimate moment. They'd made love last night after a slight quarrel beforehand but the physical act had cleared the air and both were still basking in the afterglow. Libby thought back to the way his hands had caressed her, knowing all the spots she liked to be touched. He was a considerate lover, taking his time with her, careful, when he was on top, not to let the weight of him or the size of his...ahem..cause her any discomfort.

Libby had not felt such sexual compatibility with a man until she had met John. Able to trust him completely she had completely opened up. His adoring eyes had eroded away the slight shame she'd always felt upon getting naked. She'd initiated the sex last night and was tempted to do so again this morning...John's hand had moved up to her right breast and was squeezing it lightly...clearly he would not be opposed to the idea.

It was a nice thought but impractical, one of the kids, or both, would wake up soon and husband and wife would become mommy and daddy again.

Eventually John spoke.

"I wish you weren't going tomorrow. I'm going to miss this whilst you're gone."

"It's only for a little while."

"I know but I thought we were trying for another baby..."

"I should be with Stacey at a time like this. There'll be plenty of time for the ...other thing... when I get back." She explained patiently. She was amazed how boyish her husband, at 6ft 1 and 170 pounds, could sound sometimes. Still, this quiet vulnerability, an awkwardness he let only her see, was part of why she loved him. "I'll phone you every night."

"You're right." John said, acquiescing. He understood. His sister was going through a tough time right now and he completely understood why his wife thought she should be with family. "I can't believe that Chris is leaving her. He always seemed like one of the good guys."

The couple were silent with their thoughts. John had always gotten on well with Chris and he'd always given every indication that he was happily married, definitely not the type to leave his wife for his secretary. God, he couldn't even contemplate doing anything like that to Libby. He loved her too much for that.

"Did Stacey say how the kids are taking it?" He eventually enquired, thinking about how a father could do that to his offspring.

"I think Jasper's pretty upset about it all but Heather's gone down the sullen teenager route."

"You should go. You're right. I can manage here alright and it will be nice to spend some special dad time with Aiden and Hayley."

"Just don't spoil them rotten." Libby scolded him playfully, shifting so she could lay her head against his torso and caress his downy stomach. "Do you think it will be cold up there this time of year?"

"I dunno. I can check the forecast for you before you go." He offered. "Are you going to pack that red lacy thing?" He said a moment later, with a growl of amusement and a glint in his eye.

"John! Not with my sister right next door!"

"Guess I'll just have to think about you in it and ...keep myself company..." He grinned roguishly.

Libby was just about to retort when Aiden's cries were heard through the baby monitor.

"I'll go." Said John, without a trace of hesitation or complaint.

Libby smiled contentedly. He'd been just the same with when Hayley had been born. John was the type of man that loved fatherhood, not the type that saw parenting as the mother's job. "Mr Bunny's probably fallen out of the crib again." He said as he pulled on his pants.

Libby gazed at his lean, muscular torso, with its nice matt of dark hair . God, her husband was a very attractive man. She let the thought go; Hayley must have heard her brother's cries so she may as well start fixing up breakfast.



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"I'm in the quest room next to Heather's room. She's got her music on pretty loud. Should be plenty of privacy for a little bit of ...phone sex...." She whispered suggestively.

"Hold on, just let me take my clothes off." He croaked. Their sex life was good, but perhaps a little conservative...still, Libby could surprise him with a little kinkiness now and then...





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Last year she ruined the wedding of two superheroes, Golden Boy and Nymphalidae, by seducing him at the wedding. She'd just stolen a navy battleship. He couldn't get his head round what she was doing here.

"Let's get a few things straight," She said, beginning to speak again, in a tone he recognised from speaking to his children. " I control your body, specifically everything except your autonomic nervous system, so whilst I can't stop you breathing by my command, I can make you go upstairs and kill your own children. Nod if you understand."

She was casually walking around the room, just keeping half an eye on John.

John could feel his heart pounding from a mix of fear, anger and adrenaline but he was able to nod.

"Good. Listen, this is important. I don't command your thoughts. Nod if you understand."

He nodded.

"If I let you speak, you mustn't shout or be belligerent. It will just annoy me. Tell me if you understand?"

"Yes. I understand." John replied, through gritted teeth. "If you hurt my children..." He growled, trying to keep his emotions in check.





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"Take them off." She sighed as he stroked her calf through the sheer nylon.

He began to unfasten her stockings from the suspender belt with trembling hands.

He worked slowly, teasing her now, building up the sinful tension. Any thought of his wife and his children, just upstairs, were forgotten. First he languorously rolled down one nylon stocking, following its path with his tongue, and then did the same on the other leg.

If he was honest, he'd been longing to do this since she'd stripped off in front of him.





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"Wow..." She mouthed, completely awestruck.

"But she's a secret friend so you mustn't tell your mommy about her."

Hayley nodded enthusiastically to convince her father.

"Okay daddy." His daughter replied happily.

The evil home wrecker had won her over too. 



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Lady Goodnight's Evil Sluts Pt. 02



Noah said his dad had reminded him about protection the first time he'd asked but other than that they hadn't been weird about it. They knew that the two of them were pretty serious about each other and that they'd raised their son to be careful and respectful towards women.

Becky hadn't been ready and Noah had been happy to wait for her. He'd told her there was no rush and meant it. Becky just liked to sleep next to him, hearing him breathing and feeling his warmth against her skin. He'd been so nervous stripping down to his boxers in front of her that first time it was adorable. She hadn't felt uncomfortable shedding her own clothes at all because she knew Noah loved her and accepted her. 

They had made out for while and then used his telescope to gaze at the stars as he'd stroked her bare back. Suddenly he'd pulled away, looking embarrassed and she'd realised he'd gotten hard. He'd been looking at her breasts rather than the night skies and she'd told him it was okay, she wanted him to look. It wasn't as she hadn't felt the hardness before, pressing against her as they'd danced at prom or when they were kissing in the car but she could understand the difference. Her heart had been racing but it had felt right to reach out and stroke it.

It was the first time she'd touched it with her hands and it was larger than she'd expected, around 8 inches and by looking him the eyes she'd let him know she loved it just as she loved every part of him.

They'd progressed a lot since then, learning about handjobs and blowjobs together and she'd loved him even more for the way his hand had trembled as she'd guided it between her legs.

Even so Noah and Becky hadn't taken things further until a few weeks ago, right here, losing their virginity together. She loved horse riding so hadn't bled but the sensation of him inside her had been weird. He'd told her she was the most beautiful girl he'd ever seen and she could tell he meant it. They'd started off slow but things were definitely improving. Every step of the way he was touchingly eager to make sure he was doing it right, that she was okay and happy.

Some of her friends had lost their virginity early but she was so pleased she'd waited for the right person, being so intimate with Noah felt so right and special.

Last week she'd snuck Noah into the house whilst her parents were away and she'd experienced her first orgasm with his penis inside her, though his fingers caressing her clit had helped. 

Tonight she could read the keenness in his eyes to experience it again and she shared it but knew that they wouldn't with everyone in the house. He'd had a taste and wanted more. 

They kissed and Noah slipped his hands under her sweater.





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"Oh Jesus...I..." Noah sobbed. His cock had a mind of its own sometimes. He was horrified that the sight of his father's hands spreading Hayley's juicy ass cheeks was actually turning him on. He tried to look away but that was worse; it meant his mind supplied the images to go with the grunting and slick, wet sounds emanating from the corner. "I'm sorry, Mom."

Alotta unzipped his jeans and snuck her hand inside. She loved this part...fishing in around in the warm dark...soft boxers...the coarseness of body hair, the hard cock and weight of the balls. Her heart began to race a little faster. There'd been cute, inexperienced boys from good Christian families like this back when she been in High School but she'd preferred the bad boys back then.

Maybe she'd been missing out.

"Hey, Becky...have you fucked him yet?" Alotta enquired of the whimpering teen, as she pulled out her boyfriend's throbbing shaft and began to pump it up and down in her palm.

Across the room Barbara gulped down breath at the sight of her son's large genitals and forced herself to look away. If Hayley or Alotta asked her the right questions she'd have been forced, no matter how much it shamed her, to admit to a growing arousal. 

"Please ...don't..." Noah pleaded. This shouldn't be happening. Those details were been private, intimate and special. They'd waited until they'd both been ready and he'd only told Chris, his best buddy, who he trusted completely.

"...yes...we've... made love..." Becky cried, tears streaking down her face. She refused to use that word for what they'd done. 

This couldn't be happening. She felt numb. She'd liked Noah's dad and hadn't been expecting to ever be in the room as some slut bounced up and down on his cock. Another slut was fondling her boyfriend's balls, her insidious words poisoning him. "It was beautiful. Everything I hoped it would be. Please.... leave him alone."

Alotta stepped back and perched on the edge of the coffee table. For a second Becky was relieved. Perhaps they'd be spared. Suzanne must have thought so too because the older woman shot a reassuring smile in her direction.

They were wrong though. Alotta spread her legs to allow Noah a good look at her shaved pussy. From the way his Adam's Apple bobbed up and down she figured he was enjoying the view.

"I like to keep it nice and smooth...just like in the pornos. You like watching porn, Noah?"

"...yes..."

"Oh God..." Barbara whimpered. She'd closed her eyes when Simon had really started rutting away like an animal but she couldn't close her ears. It was perfectly normal for young men to look at that stuff but there were some things a mother didn't need to hear.

Of course...she'd always figured that he did...

"What sort of thing are you into, Noah? Lesbos, black girls...bondage?"

"...yeah...lesbians..." Noah admitted reluctantly, his cheeks reddening so much he thought his face would catch fire. He really wished he could tuck his cock away. He was willing it to go soft but it refused to do so. He couldn't stop looking between Alotta's legs. He didn't want to but it looked like a pussy from the movies. He'd secretly been a little disappointed when he'd discovered his girlfriend only trimmed her blonde bush.

Out of nowhere the slut was joined by an exact duplicate of herself and the pair started making out, their hands playing with each other's wet holes. The sight made Noah's cock twitch. 

A third copy appeared beside the boy and ran her hand over the bicep of his right arm. "Show us how you like to jack off, Noah." She giggled lightly. 

He glanced over at Becky, his eyes frantically trying to communicate that he didn't want to do this. A wave of nausea swept through him as he tried to stop his body obeying her commands. Against his will his right hand moved to take hold of his 8 inches, his thumb rubbing over its swollen head as the other one started to tug on his ball sack.





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His balls were next and she sucked first one, then the other into her mouth. He definitely liked that. She could tell by the way his whole body tingled and his knuckles whitened as he gripped onto the cushions.

She pushed his cock and balls aside and buried her lips into the coarse, dark musty space between his thighs and just below his nuts.

"Oh God..." Mark cried out. He loved it when his wife touched him there, so attuned to his likes when they were making love. But this wasn't his wife... his body was responding anyway. It didn't care that Mark had taken vows, which he didn't want to break.

He pulled his eyes away from the sight of Alotta's intimate caresses.

Across the room Noah and Simon were done, each kissing and canoodling with the naked girls draped all over them. They were barely paying any attention to this side of the room. A tiny part of his mind...a small but persistent voice was wondering why he was fighting this.

"Do you want me to suck your cock?" Alotta asked again, checking the time.

The clock ticked. It was getting closer to midnight. The spell was already losing its power. Mark didn't know it but he only had to resist until then and the spell would be broken and he could remain a faithful family man, a loving husband to Suzanne and good father to their little girl.

"Suz..." Mark said, looking his wife but he trailed off. What could he say? Alotta had won. He couldn't hold back anymore.

Suzanne looked away, distraught and with despair in her pretty hazel eyes.

"....yes..." He answered, turning back to Alotta, his voice breaking as he betrayed those he loved with a word. "Yes... I want you to suck my cock..." It was clear the words had cost him. His face was drawn tight as guilt filled his eyes. He just couldn't deny it any longer.





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"Unnhgh..." She cried as he spanked her ass cheeks, hard and did it again.

He grinned wolfishly, gazing down at the red marks on her ass, enjoying the way her flesh bounced every time he slapped her. His butt clenched, his toes curling as he buried his cock down to the hilt.

"You're a whore... you love me fucking your ass." He declared, Hayley was rendered speechless from his rough treatment, but she nodded, her mouth a perfect 'O' of ecstasy. 

His hands were on her shoulders, pulling her closer, deeper on his shaft.

"Oh yeah...oh yeah..." Noah howled, his nuts constricting as her muscles squeezed on his meat, spasming against the intruder and then he came, ripping the air from his lungs and his knees weaken. He collapsed on top of Hayley, panting against her ear. The climax had practically blown his mind.





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Bethany Thibodeau shrugged off her jacket, glad to be home after a long day treating wounded superheroes at the Roster's medical centre, which she ran. Once upon a time she'd been out on the streets fighting alongside them, as the masked heroine Panacea, using her powers in the field.

She didn't miss her old life nearly as much as she thought she would. She loved being able to come home at regular hours and spending quality time with Ray, her husband, and Ray Junior, their 3 year old son.

She glanced around their spacious married quarters and was pleased to see that there was a basket of freshly laundered clothes waiting to be put away and it looked as if Ray had even done the vacuuming. She smiled at the image of him, a superhero too, known as Cathode Ray, happily domesticated. It was just one of the many things she loved about him. Their marriage was about team work. Like her, he'd taken a sideways promotion, leaving the field and using his awesome psychometry powers to head up the Roster's Criminal Investigation Division.

His family had become his number one priority and had happily sacrificed his combat role for an office, regular hours and a less risky career path. He'd thrown himself into fatherhood, relishing the role and getting more satisfaction from that than battling evildoers day after day. He was getting pretty handy around the house too and Bethany was pleased to see he'd remembered to pick up some groceries.

She poured herself a glass of juice and went to investigate the muffled giggles emanating from the living room.

"ssshhh..." Ray whispered as his wife entered the room. He was completely hidden behind a wall of packing boxes, set up to resemble the Roster Tower, the building at the heart of the complex in Conurbia where the family lived.

"Ray? RJ?" Bethany glanced around, pretending not to know where the boys were hidden, despite the fact that her son was doing a poor job of hiding, popping his head up to watch his mommy look for them. "Oh, well, I guess they aren't here." She sighed, with a feigned shrug and started to leave.

"Here we are, mommy!" RJ yelled, toppling a cushion that had been acting as a buttress. He crawled out clutching his doudou, or blankie.

"Hey, Beb." Ray said, standing up and looking adorably sheepish. For a few seconds they ignored the kid clambering at their legs and kissed affectionately. Bethany smiled as she brushed a long strand of his dirty blonde hair away from his eyes. "How was your day?"

She loved his slight Louisiana accent, and she shivered as he put a strong arm around her middle and lifted up RJ with the other. "Hey Boo, you have fun with papa?" She said, kissing the top of her son's head. The little boy nodded and started to tell her all about what they'd done that day.

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A short while later, RJ was quietly colouring in at the table and Bethany was fixing dinner. Or at least, she was trying to, her husband kept distracting her by kissing the back of her neck and generally getting in the way.

"Here, taste this.." She said, holding up a spoon.

"Hmmm...tastes good." Ray informed her. His wife was a great cook...as good in the kitchen as she was in the bedroom. He really was a lucky man. He got out of her way and went to help his son put away his stuff and lay the table.

He kept sneaking glances over at his wife, admiring the way she moved, deliberate and poised, the way her eyebrows would raise unconsciously as she thought of something. He never tired of watching her and the little things she did. She was from Boston and there'd been a few people who'd been surprised when they'd gotten together but they contented each other.

He'd first seen her during an attack by a swarm of nanoscarabs, her courage and fire so at odds with her dainty, elfin features. He'd been attracted by her strength of spirit as much as her physical attributes, though those were certainly appealing.

Contrary to most superheroes, he'd been a tad awkward around the opposite sex and it had taken him some time to actually build up the nerve to ask her out. Since then he'd gotten to know and cherish her body as well as her beautiful mind and sense of humour. He was laid back and easy-going but her get-up-and-go attitude complemented his and in their easy intimacy he'd opened up, feeling relaxed and comfortable around her.

"The higher-ups have asked me to meet with Senator Parkhurst tomorrow."

"Do you know what it's about?" Bethany enquired, pausing and unconsciously biting her lip. It was rather unusual for her husband to actually take a case now, rather than simply running the office.

"The Senator is a good friend of the Roster but it must be something big for them to want me to deal with it personally."

Deep down Bethany worried every time Ray took a case. They'd built up a happy, and more importantly safe, world around them now. With her experience on the taskforce she'd seen how quickly things could go bad.

Seeming to read her mind, but simply knowing her, Ray squeezed her hand as she served up the food. He wanted to reassure her; it hurt him whenever she was upset. "I don't deal with Priority A situations anymore, remember. It's probably nothing."

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There was still a bit of time before his appointment with the Senator so Ray was going over the division's caseload with his assistant, Bobby. The fresh-faced teen was hardworking and eager but keen to finish his training and to get out there saving the world.

"You ask Robyn out yet?" Ray enquired. It was blatantly obvious to the whole world that the boy had feelings for the young girl who worked at the Roster's admin department. Some of the division were ribbing him about it but Ray's interest was just friendly concern. He liked the kid, he reminded him of himself at that age.

"Er no..." Bobby shifted nervously. He looked up to Ray and trusted him. That wasn't it. The guy was approachable and good-natured and had always given him good advice. "I just want her to know...how much I really like her..." He stammered, confiding in his mentor.

"Bobby!" Ray exclaimed with amused impatience. "She's an empath and even if she wasn't, she'd have to be blind not to notice the gooey eyes you make at her!"

Bobby laughed along with his boss. There was something laughable at the whole situation. He resolved right then and there to ask her out tonight. Ray's approval had been just what he needed.

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There was a knock on the door and then Parkhurst entered without waiting for permission. He was a big man, muscle turned to fat, but carried it well. Ray had never met him in person but had caught some television appearances. His politics were a bit too far to the Right for Ray's liking but his support for the Roster of Superheroes had been unwavering.

The man was big and blusterous, clearly used to things going his own way and looking down on others. Today he seemed out of sorts. Sure he was good at hiding his unease but Ray, even without his psychic powers, was used to reading people.

"I'm being blackmailed." The senator said gruffly, without making any introductions or being asked to take a seat. He tossed a disk over Ray's desk and promptly lit his cigar.

Ray frowned as the smoke filled the room but said nothing. He rolled up his shirt sleeves and cold, electric blue sparks flared up, sparking harmlessly up and down his hands and forearms. Parkhurst scowled, his personal disgust at mutants and freaks never getting in the way of his politics.

"I'm a psychometrist. That means I have, amongst others, the ability to read people and objects through touch, discern their history, sometimes, but mostly not, their futures..."Ray trailed off, the other man was not paying him any attention, preferring to gaze out the window.

Ray shrugged and touched the DVD with his left hand, feeling his link with it stabilise and held out his other hand as it surged with psionic energy. He got his name, Cathode Ray, from the ability to convert his extrasensory perceptions into images, which he could project around him.

Slowly an image formed in the air over his desk, the picture quality as good as the latest HD technology. The image shifted, as the footage on the disk was projected.

Ray felt his cheeks redden as the sounds of sex filled the room and he realised he was watching the senator, bound and gagged, get ridden by a voluptuous young woman. Hastily, feeling tainted, he pulled his sinister hand from the disk and stopping the playback.

"I can certainly see why you wouldn't want anyone seeing this." He stated calmly. Inside he had mixed emotions. The senator was a married man and his lover in the tape was certainly not his wife. In his career he'd seen plenty of things that were wrong but adultery ranked up there. He couldn't even imagine cheating on Bethany.

"I never had sex with that woman." Parkhurst growled. "I'm not saying I've never fucked around but I've only ever been with women from a discrete...service..."

"That is you on the tape." Ray stated flatly. "Do you mind if....?" He continued gesturing to suggest touching Parkhurst's shoulder. The older man grunted his reluctant consent. This way Ray would be able to tell if he was lying. "You don't recognise the woman?"

"No. I have no idea who she is and have no idea how or when this...encounter...happened."

The man, however dislikeable, was telling the truth.

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Shortly after the senator left, with Ray's every assurance that he'd get to the bottom for the matter, Bobby entered the office and found his boss looking at the image of the naked young woman.

"Geez, Mr Thibodeau..." The young man croaked, feeling his cheeks flush. He really should have knocked but he'd never walked in and found his boss looking at naked women before. He tried to stop his eyes wandering from the girl's face down to her lascivious body but he couldn't help himself.

Feeling caught doing something he shouldn't have been Ray cleared his throat and closed the image. Sure the girl was incredibly hot, but he didn't check out other women. Bethany was the only woman he wanted. "Her name is Hayley Duvall. Find out everything you can about her."

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"You sure you don't want me to come with you, Mr Thibodeau?" Bobby enquired.

"No. I can handle a simple blackmail case. You and Robyn go out and have a good time." Ray ordered, a mock stern expression on his face.

When the young man had rushed out the door, his eager excitement apparent to all, Ray opened up the dossier on Hayley. The kid had done a good job gathering all the information, it wasn't his fault there wasn't much to go on.

He read that Hayley lived in a nice part of Conurbia and worked for von Trapp Inc, whatever that was. The details on the business were sketchy and Ray suspected it was a front for something. The suspicion only grew when he noticed that Intelligence had superficially linked the young woman with Gethsemane Leigh, a notorious supervillainess who worked for Lady Goodnight.

He glanced at his watch. It was only early afternoon. He had plenty of time to check out von Trapp Inc before he needed to pick up RJ from the crèche.

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The company's building was small, and non-descript. The suspect worked here as the secretary and she'd greeted him politely before leading him to Miss von Trapp's office.

Ray couldn't help but notice that the girl was even more stunning in the flesh. It took all of his willpower not to check out her perfect round ass and long shapely legs as he walked behind her. He reminded himself that he was a happily married man and she was tied up in a criminal investigation.

"Miss von Trapp?" He said as she stood up to greet him. He estimated she was in her early thirties, close to his own age and as easily as attractive as Hayley, if not more so. Her long purple hair framed a stunning oval face, with wide dark eyes, flawless complexion and red bee-stung lips. Further down her large breasts were threatening to pop out of her tight white blouse and her waspish waist belied the curvaceousness of her hips.

"That's right, Honey von Trapp. Please feel free to call me Honey."

Ray swallowed. The way she said it made it sound like a pick up line. She held out her hand but Ray declined to take it, preferring to appear stoic and aloof. It was a cliché but it often worked.

She gestured for Hayley to leave but he raised his hand to stop her.

"I wonder if either of you know this man?" He asked, handing them a photo of Senator Parkhurst.

"No I don't think we do." Honey said after the most cursory glance.

Ray handed them another photo, this one clearly showing Hayley and the senator together. "I suppose you wouldn't know anything about someone trying to blackmail him? He asked, slightly smugly as the two shared a look. As a division head for the Roster Ray could make arrests, search premises etc on his own initiative. His suspicions confirmed to his own satisfaction he pulled out his cellphone and was about to call a team to take the pair away.

Perhaps he'd gotten rusty sitting behind a desk but when Honey lunged at him he was caught completely unawares. He had just enough time to summon his psionic energy to his hands, intending to, but not actually, focussing the static electricity into a forceshield, before she grabbed them.

The connection was made but as her hands gripped his something felt wrong. He was used to receiving information this way, drawing it inside him but now the flow was reversed. His head swam as the blue light of his power buzzed and coursed in the opposite direction.

He tried to pull away but couldn't.

"Ugghhh..." He grunted as he felt her mind at the edges of his. His vision wavered as images, too quick to process flooded his brain. He struggled to block her thoughts but he was retreating from his own consciousness against his will.

Suddenly it was all over. Just like that, as if nothing had happened.

Ray blinked and shook his head to clear his vision. He found himself staring back at his own reflection. That couldn't be right! Too stunned to move, he flinched as Hayley injected his body, no not his body, Honey's body with something. He was in her body and she was in his!

Hayley smiled evilly as Ray lost consciousness.

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"He was still conscious. Normally they just blackout when you swap with them and sleep until you undo it!" Hayley cried, a trace of panic in her voice. "I thought you couldn't even do it to superheroes!"

"Hmmm..." Honey mused. Her assistant had raised some good points. This was indeed a most unusual matter of mind transference. "He has a particularly sensitive psychic talent. Our two gifts must have amplified the process. Here, help me get him into the hideout."

They lifted Ray, light as a feather in Honey's body and took it into their secret lair. Numerous men had fallen into their wicked schemes but none of them had been employed by the Roster so they took extra care to strap him down.

"It's strange. I have all of his memories. That's never happened before." Honey said, contemplatively. Ray's voice was gruff and deep, it made her feel strange to speak in someone else's voice. She glanced down at her new body and smiled evilly. Her targets were usually fat politicians. She'd never possessed one as good as this. It gradually dawned on her that the possibilities were endless.

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"What are you doing?" Hayley asked as Honey/Ray swaggered over to the mirror.

Honey gazed at his reflection. He was very good looking. He had shoulder length blonde hair, tied in a loose ponytail, two strands failing loose either side of his handsome face. He had good features, she decided, just the right mix of angular ruggedness and softness.

She flexed his powerful arms, enjoying the way his biceps bulged beneath the fabric of his shirt. He was no muscle-bound hulk but definitely brawny and tall too. She turned left and right appraising her newly acquired stud as she started to unbutton his shirt.

Hayley had wondered over and was watching as Ray undressed. Honey could see her gaze devouring him. The girl's eyes trawled over his fit torso before growing bold enough to run her hands over his hairy chest, her fingers running through the dark gold curls that covered his pecs and six-pack.

"Shall we take a look?" Ray said, groping his crotch suggestively. The other men Honey had possessed had been for criminal enterprises but this fine specimen of manhood was arousing her. His cock was getting hard as she exercised her control over his body, having her bizarre way with him.

She undid his belt, slowly, enjoying Hayley's exasperated sighs. Eventually Ray unzipped his pants and unabashedly dropped them to the floor.

In the mirror Ray grinned roguishly, checking out the big package bulging in his briefs before he shoved them down and nine inches of hardening cock sprung out. He gripped his shaft and began to tug on it, swiftly making it grow to full stiffness.

"Wow, he's got a lovely big cock." Hayley offered.

Honey lifted his left hand, grinning as she saw the ring on his finger and an idea occurring to her.

"He's never cheated on his wife." She informed her accomplice as she accessed his memories. "He really loves her."

"Why don't we change all that?" Hayley growled, dropping to her knees.

Xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx

Ray regained consciousness in Honey's restrained body and struggled against the bonds futilely. In his own body they'd have been no match for his enhanced superstrength but that was gone. He was captured and afraid, not used to feeling so helpless.

The sound of Hayley noisily gagging on his cock reached his ears and the full horror of the situation struck home. His hands were on the back of her head as she bobbed up and down, sucking his cock, fellating him with sloppy gusto.

"God...STOP!" Ray/Honey cried. The vows he'd spoken on his wedding day were gone as the slut slurped down his cock. He'd given his heart and his body to Bethany that day but these sluts didn't care.

"Mmmm...your married cock tastes so good." Hayley called over, enjoying the audience.

"Too bad you're missing out. Hayley's a very talented cocksucker." Honey/Ray yelled. "Don't deny it, the moment you saw her you wondered how her lips would feel wrapped around your cock, didn't you?"

"Fuck you!" Ray/Honey spat out emphatically. The sight was too weird for words and it was making doubt his own sanity. To make matters worse there was some truth to her words. When he'd first laid eyes on Hayley, for a brief second he had wondered what it would be like getting a blowjob from her. Honey was in his head and knew all about the brief lust he'd felt.

He averted his gaze as Hayley swallowed down his cock, burying her face in the hair at its base. He'd been faithful to Bethany and he wasn't even getting to enjoy the sensation of his first adulterous blowjob. The thought made him disgusted at himself but that small voice at the back of his mind wouldn't go away.

"Ohhhh God...yeah..." Honey/Ray moaned as Hayley nibbled on his low hanging balls, her fingernails digging into his meaty ass. Her other hand was jerking him off, his cock lubed up with her saliva and throbbing. Honey really admired this body's stamina and endurance; most guys would have cum by now given a sample of Hayley's oral skill.

"I know....ahhhh yeah...your wife never sucked you this good." Honey/Ray called over. "Deep down you always wished a dirty little slut like this would suck you off."

The helpless hero tried to ignore the words but they sunk into his mind. Honey knew him now, so intimately, all the impure thoughts he'd ever had, every fantasy he'd jacked off to. He knew all guys had them but he still felt ashamed.

"Fuck..." Ray cried, thrusting his hips, forcing his cock deeper into Hayley's eager mouth, her tongue roaming over his shaft and sensitive head. "Ray's always wanted to cum over a pair of big tits..."




Lady Goodnight's Evil Sluts Pt. 03



Ray yanked back Hayley's head by her hair, stroking his cock with the other hand. The girl's large tits were heaving and glistening with perspiration. Honey was exhilarated; she'd always wanted to force a man against his will but this was better than the ultimate non-consent fantasy.

"Uggggnnn...." Ray moaned as jet after jet of his creamy spunk splashed over Hayley's skin, more than a normal man's. "Shit..." He gulped as his extra powerful ejaculation continued and the slut smeared it, rubbing it all over her chest.

Xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx

"Hey honey." Bethany said, greeting her husband with a kiss on the cheek. "How was your day?" She asked as she looked up from feeding their son.

"Oh, you know, the usual." Ray replied. Inside, Honey was secretly delighting at having this man's whole life in her hands. She was toying with the idea of slapping Bethany with the back of Ray's hand just to see the look on her face.

"Your mom and dad called. They're happy to take RJ so we can go away for the weekend." Bethany beamed, hugging his body close to hers. She paused briefly as she sensed...reluctance? A second later though and his arms were around her and she dismissed her doubt instantly.

Honey loved seducing men but actually stealing their lives was proving so much more fun. Bethany had no idea her doting husband had been possessed by someone else. There was snake in the house, intent on wrecking this happy family.

"Why don't we put RJ to bed early tonight and start the weekend now?" Ray said, wolfishly.

"Okay?" Bethany replied, her open and trusting face beaming with love.

Honey reviewed what she knew about Ray and Bethany. They made love three or four times a week and Ray was genuinely still aroused by his wife's body. The sex was good, and despite a few darker desires, Ray was very satisfied in that department. They never did anything too kinky, he was too much of a nice guy for that, but not boring or vanilla either. Poor Bethany had no idea that that was about to change.

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"Come in here." Ray commanded, pulling his wife into the bathroom.

Bethany shot him a quizzical look but decided to go with it even as he roughly pulled her nightgown off. He'd never been rough with her before but she was willing to play along. The new commanding Ray was a little different but not necessarily in a bad way.

He groped her between her legs, running his fingers over her neat, trimmed bush and lower to her labia. There was a hungry, lusting look in his eyes that she'd never seen before.

"I want to shave your pussy." He growled, pushing down her to sit on the bathtub.

"What?!" Bethany laughed at the unexpectedness of the statement before she looked at his face and saw he was serious. "No." She stated firmly. "Where has this come from?" She added, trying to understand.

"All guys liked shaved pussy." Ray argued as if that explanation should be enough.

"Jesus, Ray, what's gotten in to you?" Bethany snapped harshly. It was unlike her husband to throw the word pussy around so much. Sure he'd said it now and then during the heat of the moment but they were a fairly conservative couple and explicit language used to be a little embarrassing for both of them.

Ray suddenly looked contrite and Bethany was instantly half way to forgiving him. She had no idea it was just Honey switching tactics in her efforts to manipulate her.

"You know how much I like going down on you, right?"

Bethany nodded. Her few boyfriends before Ray hadn't been that into it but her husband, considerate and thoughtful, always sought to ensure her pleasure before his own needs.

"If you shave down there I'll love it even more. You do trust me, don't you?"

"Okay." Bethany said hesitantly. "You don't think it's a little... slutty... do you?"

"You could do with being a little sluttier. Guys love sluts." Ray said, not caring about the hurt look on Bethany's pretty face as he squirted some shaving foam on to his hand and started to spread it over his wife's mound. Bethany tried to suppress what she was feeling as Ray set to work removing her pubic hair.

Part of her enjoyed the sensation of his hands down there, and he was fairly gentle about it but it was his words that stuck in her mind. She'd thought Ray was different from other guys.

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"Hello, Senator?" Ray spoke into the telephone. "I just wanted to tell you that the...private matter...we discussed last week has all been taken care of."

He was barely listening to the other man's half of the conversation.

"Uh huh...all the copies have been destroyed. Yes, you'll have no more trouble from them..." He continued, looking through his office window as Bobby entered the building. The kid was cute, in a boy next door way and Honey, inside Ray's body, wondered what the innocent boy would do if his male boss started to come on to him.

"Um what?" He queried, distracted by the tempting thought of forcing the younger man to suck his cock. "No...er...wasn't you at all... a shapeshifter..." He explained, responding to Parkhurst's questions.

Eventually he convinced the senator that the case was closed, hung up the phone and beckoned his assistant into the room.

"How'd it go with Robyn last night?" Ray asked, putting a conspiratorial arm around the lean boy's shoulders. Honey had decided to take a different tack, opting for long term corruption rather than her own instant gratification.

"It went really great. She's so funny and smart. We like the same kinds of music and..." Bobby excitedly babbled until a look from Ray cut him off.

"Did you get any?" Ray asked, a wicked sneer on his face, which only grew wider as he saw the teen grow uncomfortable. It was clear that the young man felt awkward discussing this with him but was used to confiding in the older man.

"On the first date? Robyn's not the type of girl to do that!" He claimed, his checks reddening as his boss impugned the reputation of the girl he had feelings for.

"Come on, Bobby," Ray wheedled amicably, "I remember what it was like at your age...being horny all the time and wanting to get laid." He could see the 18 year old shift nervously, wanting to pull away but at the same time not wanting to go down in Ray's estimation. Honey wanted to use Ray's influence over him and Bobby's own eagerness to impress to turn him bad.

"Um...I really like her, Mr Thibodeau. I don't want to pressure her or anything..."

"There's a name for girls like Robyn...they're called prickteasers." Ray said, the last word coming out vehemently, watching as the word sank into Bobby's mind. "All you want is a bit of pussy, right?" He went on, pausing to use his desk to write something down.

He handed it to the stunned teen.

"What's this?" The kid enquired, his mouth feeling dry. Ray was like a father to him here in the big city, far from his parents, but he was married with a family. Bobby had been round their house for dinner and liked Bethany and RJ.

"The phone number for some girls who like to show a guy a good time, if you know what I mean..." Ray said suggestively, giving his friend a nudge in the ribs.

"Prostitutes?! I can' t... I mean...do you?" Bobby croaked, unable to believe what he was hearing. He was from a small town. He knew he was somewhat naive about the wider world but he'd never suspected a hero like Ray could act like that. Something of his piqued sense of morality must have shown on his face because Ray laughed.

"All the superheroes do." Ray lied. "Monolith, Joshua Tree, even the Battle Born."

Bobby's jaw dropped, rendered speechless by the information that the world's greatest protectors engaged in that sort of behaviour. Ever since he'd been a boy he'd wanted to emulate them. Something about his worldview grew tarnished, his optimism dimmed.

"Not me!" He protested. "I mean, me and Robyn..."

Ray smiled wider. Despite Bobby's indignant stance the discussion was getting to him, the words sinking into his subconscious and some part of him, that all guys possessed, was already contemplating it.

"Nice girls like Robyn, heck even Bethany, are great for dating, marrying, having kids, all that stuff, but when it gets down to it all men really want is to fuck nasty sluts."

Bobby fell silent, unable to meet Ray's eyes, preferring to stare at his feet as the clock ticked in the corner of the small room. His heart was pounding in his chest. What Ray was suggesting went against everything he'd been brought up to believe in. It was natural to have impulses but they were supposed to be resisted. He went to church and tried to be a good Christian boy but if Ray said it was okay, encouraged it even, if all guys did it...

Ray watched with growing satisfaction as the conflict flickered over Bobby's expressive face. His resistance was wavering. "It's just sex. You can still date Robyn," Ray coaxed " but there's nothing wrong with a bit of pussy on the side..."

Bobby ran his hand through his unruly mop of dark curls with the confusion swirling in his mind. He didn't want Ray to think he wasn't man enough.

Ray clapped a proud hand on the boy's back, smiling with smug triumph, as the shamefaced teen slipped the card into his pocket.

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"You have a great life, Ray." Honey, inside him, said as she sat on the bed and gazed at her restrained body.

Inside it Ray was in torment. It had been nearly a week since the pair had swapped bodies and it was killing him, knowing she was out there, masquerading as him and everyone he loved completely at her mercy. His life was literally in her hands.

"Your wife really loves you..." Honey sang, twiddling her hair between Ray's fingers.

"Stay away from her." Ray/Honey growled through gritted teeth. He couldn't stop imagining his wife in bed next to his body, not knowing it was not him, her husband or the imposter alone with his child. Honey was evil and he had no doubt she was completely able and willing to wreck his marriage and his family.

Honey ignored the warning and carried on speaking as if he hadn't said anything. "It took a bit of convincing but I persuaded her...such a shame you never got to fuck her asshole...it's so tight. She makes this sweet little whimpering sound when your cock is deep inside her...."

"You're LYING!" Ray shouted, Honey's fists balling up, her muscles clenching as he fought and twisted against the chains. Bethany would never do that, she had to know he'd never ask her to.

"You want to know what else.....? I think she liked it. I think she likes the change in you...you should have heard her scream with pleasure..."

Breathing hard, wanting to rage and spout every invective and swearword under the sun but not wanting to give Honey the satisfaction, Ray struggled to present a controlled front. Seeing him react with anger and fury would only encourage her.

"I had a nice chat with Bobby, too." Honey/Ray teased, nonchalantly taking a line of coke off the mirror flat in her hand. Ray's body responded to the narcotic, his veins buzzing. Honey loved it, feeling exactly as it had the first time she'd taken drugs all over again. Doing it in front of the original, clean cut, owner of this body was an additional bonus.

Ray, inside Honey's body, winced as Honey abused his body. He'd never taken drugs but he was no longer in control. The hours spent bound to the bed were filled with fantasies of revenge, of punishing her for wreaking havoc in his life.

"He's a sweet kid...innocent...or at least...he was....Right now there's a phone number burning a hole in his pocket. It won't be long before he gives in and calls it...not long after that and he'll be hooked on all the nasty, depraved things all those hookers will do to him... "

Ray shook his head. He had faith in the kid. He was inexperienced with girls but he knew right from wrong. His parents had raised him right.

"You better hope I never get free because I'm gonna kill you!" Ray threatened and he meant it. Death would too good for her.

"Of course, I haven't got to the best part..." Honey went on, his empty threats like water off a duck's back. "You're a traitor now...all those top secret codes and classified files you have turned over to Goodnight. Your friends and colleagues have no idea that you've betrayed them."

"You won't get away with this!" Ray yelled but his hope was dying. He'd devoted his life to the Roster, fighting evil for the organisation. He had an innate sense of justice and tried to make the world a better place. Despite the nightmare happening to his personal life, the thought of jeopardising the Roster was worse. He hadn't even thought of the global ramifications. The scale of the possible disaster was unimaginable.

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"It's almost as if they knew we were coming!" Monolith shouted, slamming his locker shut and storming off. The sound was deafening, the geologically powered superhero's strength as powerful as his volcanic temper.

"At least we got this." Dr Tree said to the remaining team, holding up a glowing capsule. "Whatever it is. The technology is definitely unfamiliar...possibly alien in origin!" The man was the Roster's resident superbrain and all round boffin. Excited by his new find he hurried off towards his lab.

Ray glanced over at Sotto Voce, the only heroine on the team, and shrugged. Everyone was familiar with the Doc's often puzzling enthusiasm.

"I'm gonna hit the gym and work off some steam. I was really looking forward to a fight today." She stated.

"I think I'll join you." Ray added, his gaze drifting to inspect the woman's staggering body. The tall leggy blonde's outfit really was ridiculously tight and revealing. Honey, inside Ray, figured he must have been a saint to have never ogled her before. Sure Sotto Voce, real name Jenny, was his wife's best friend but she was impossibly stacked. Any red blooded male would have been tempted.

They headed off, Ray holding back to check out her ass, awesomely round and pert. As he leered at her, exhaling appreciatively, Honey cycled through the man's memories of this female champion of justice. She smiled devilishly.

Even though he was happily married Ray hadn't been entirely immune to Sotto Voce's charms. It was delicious to find out that the heroine had made him feel uncomfortable and not just because her physical attributes tempted his eyes to wander.

Ray had pretended not to notice but Bethany's friend was always flaunting herself at him, flirting with him, touching him, her eyes lingering on his body whenever Bethany wasn't looking. As a man he'd been flattered but, as a dutiful husband, never even entertained the idea of acting on her provocation.

Some men might have come close to the line, pushing the boundaries but Ray had been a gentleman, simply ignoring Sotto Voce's behaviour, putting it out of his head and avoided being alone with her.

Honey couldn't help but notice the way Sotto Voce walked, wanting Ray's gaze on her body. He'd never given any sign of being interested before but now, alone with him, she wasn't going to stop trying. Bethany might be her best friend but she'd harboured an attraction for Ray long before the couple had tied the knot. Her lust overrode any qualms she had about dreaming of possessing him.

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"You're not going to work out?" Sotto Voce asked, raising an eyebrow as she sat down on the nearest weights machine. Ray was leaning up against the wall, close by, a mischievous look on his handsome, open face.

"I'm just enjoying the view." He grinned wolfishly, making not effort to disguise the fact that his eyes were resting between her legs. Sotto Voce was stunned. She was used to Ray seeming so unattainable and off limits. Now, there was no mistaking his air of unabashed desire.

"I don't think Bee would like it if she saw the way you're looking at me." She giggled.

"She'd dislike what I'm about to do even less..." Ray grinned as he casually walked over and literally tore Sotto Voce's skimpy lycra top down, exposing her mammoth boobs. "What she doesn't know won't hurt her..." Sotto Voce had never seen his soft kind eyes look so hungry.

"Ahhhh....." She moaned, his big strong hands felt so good as they squeezed and fondled her juicy tits. "This is so bad..."

"You have no idea..." Ray whispered, lowering his head to suck one nipple, then the other, between his teeth. Honey could have fucked Hayley, using Ray's body but fucking his wife's best friend would cement the ultimate betrayal.

"Do you like my twins?" Sotto Voce asked huskily.

"You have awesome tits." Ray answered. "I always imagine your tits when I'm fucking Bethany."

"Sssh Ray... I feel bad...don't mention Bee..." She protested, fucking her friend's husband was one thing, slating her was another. She might be a slut but she was supposed to be on the good side. She craved his cock but she did have a conscience.

"Are you kidding? You think I didn't notice all the times you shoved your tits, your ass in my face? You wanted me to know how superior you were to Bethany, didn't you?"

"Yes...." She cried as his tongue circled her nips, making her wide areoles glisten with his spit. She'd never thought she could actually steal him away, seduce him, let alone him being the one to initiate an adulterous fuck. She was so aroused thinking her body had driven him to cheat on his wife and child, her best friend and god son.

Anyone could walk in on them but she didn't care, she was so turned on.

"I'll be making love to her and wishing I was with you." Ray informed her, his voice husky and deep, before he stared into her eyes, letting her see how much he wanted her. She ran her hands through his long hair, liking the way it fell around his good looking face. His lips were full, pink and kissable and she lifted her head to join her mouth to his. She shivered at the illicit, intimate connection.

Ray kissed her like a beast, his tongue hard and deep in her mouth, the whole while groping her sensitive jugs hard enough to leave marks. It made him horny to see the way her bountiful white flesh overflowed his hands. He pushed her down, locking lips and their faces mashing as their tongues tangled.

"Are...you...like...this...with her...?" Sotto Voce panted, gulping down breath frantically as their passionate kiss deprived her of oxygen, her lips on fire. She wasn't complaining, but when she'd imagined this , Ray had been effected by nervous trepidation...

"No..." Ray growled, intense and cold. "Beth doesn't turn me on like you do." He added, shooting one hand down between their clashing bodies and felt the heat emanating from her mound. Reluctantly pulling his face away, he took hold of the material concealing her pussy. It tore easily in his powerful grip.

"You want me to eat your pussy?" Ray jeered but didn't wait for an answer before her lifted her to a higher position and roughly forced her legs apart.

"......" Sotto Voce's mouth opened but no sound come out. The anticipation of his mouth on her wet snatch stole her voice away. He paused there between her thighs, looking up, amused at her yearning face. His breath on her labia made her shoot him a pleading look.

It felt like an eternity but eventually, after inhaling deeply and savouring her aroma, he started licking her, his tongue finding her wetness as he pinched and played with her clit with one hand.

"Beth's pussy doesn't taste this good..." He praised. Inside Honey shivered; fucking was good but it didn't get more intimate than going down on unfamiliar pussy. She smiled as she pictured going home and kissing Bethany tonight, completely oblivious her loving husband had just eaten out her best friend's shaved snatch.

"Oohhh....that's it...." Sotto Voce directed as Ray slipped two fingers inside her, making her arch her back and use her hips to buck against his hand. She ran her hand over his arm, savouring his manly strength. "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh...." She complained as he wickedly sparked a little flare of energy from his fingertips inside her that made her nerves tingle.




Lady Goodnight's Evil Sluts Pt. 03



Ray watched as she writhed and thrashed from the cunnilingus, his frigging and toying with her clit. It amused Honey; Sotto Voce was the supposedly wholesome poster girl for masked crimefighters. If only the press could see her now, a married man with his face buried in her dripping crotch.

Sotto Voce closed her eyes and raked her hands over the shirt on Ray's broad back, loving the feel of his masculine body. She couldn't hold it off any longer; as much as she wanted to prolong the pleasure she was going to cum. Early warning tremors were already affecting her, making her toes curl and stars appear behind her eyelids.

Her power was in her voice and her orgasm caused her to vocalise her ecstasy, subvocally, her mouth a perfect 'O' but silent. She felt her eyes rolling in the back of her head as Ray fingered her hard and mercilessly. Sotto Voce pressed her tits together instinctively responding to her body's demands.

"Ahhhh shit...." She finally cried, her body heaving as control slowly returned to her limbs. Without giving her a chance to collect herself Ray lifted her up as if she were weightless and bent her over, roughly manhandling her into position so he could fuck her from behind.

"I want to fuck you." He growled, his hands hastily unzipping his flies and pulling out his hard cock. "I want to cum inside you." He spat as he guided his cock towards her wet pussy.

Without waiting for a response he forcefully entered her.

Xxxxxxxxxxxxxxx

A few days later Honey stopped by to visit Ray to gloat.

She sat down on the bed beside her body and gazed into her eyes to look at the consciousness behind them. Her lips narrowed with disgust as the man who occupied her body looked back at her.

"I have a confession to make," Honey, inside Ray, giggled. "I didn't really fuck your wife in the ass."

There was flicker of relief on her face before Ray, the occupant, restored his stoic facade. Honey knew the relief was going to be short-lived.

"I think Bethany knows something's wrong...her husband isn't interested in fucking her anymore. On your romantic weekend away he barely wanted to touch her..." Honey/Ray said gleefully. "What do you see in her? Sure she's pretty in a willowy way but she's so dreary...her body is so dull."

"Bethany is beautiful." Ray protested and meant it.

"Ha ha ha." Honey spoke wryly. "All guys like big tits and you're the same, don't deny it. I'm inside your head remember- I know you've wished she had a better pair..." Honey goaded.

"I love my wife." Ray/Honey argued plaintively. "She's smart, funny and kind. I love her for who she is!" Ray said in earnest. He'd resolved to maintain a stony silence but couldn't stop himself stepping in to defend the woman who had his heart, who'd given him years of happy marriage.

"Sotto Voce's got big tits..." Honey continued heedlessly. "You pretended you didn't notice...but I know you did...her big boobs feel so good in your hands..."

"What!? You....and...Jenny?" Ray scoffed, hoping with all his heart it wasn't true. He'd just about come to terms with his helpless position but would never cope with the pain his wife would face if she found out her best friend and husband were screwing behind her back.

"I love fucking her in your marital bed, your unsheathed cock deep inside her tight cunt. You'll be interested to hear that Jenny's a real slut; she loves it when you slap her round a bit before cumming inside her, in her womb." She revelled, remembering how good it felt to tap into Ray's unexplored sadist side.

"No...." Ray exhaled, horrified that Honey might use his seed to impregnate his wife's best friend, filling her belly with his child. The feeling of horror only intensified as he realised some part of his mind was actually turned on by the prospect of knocking her up.

"How would you feel being a daddy again?"

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Honey, a short while later, snorted a line of coke as Ray, inside her body, seethed silently.

Buzzed up by the narcotic effect, and turned on by the feeling of power over her captive, a new wicked idea occurred to her. She used Ray's hand to caress her stomach, smiling as he flinched, trying to avoid the touch. From the look on her face it must have dawned on him that she could use his own body to violate the one he resided in.

"Jenny's tits are big...but mine are bigger..." She teased, squeezing her enormous tits with Ray's hands. "So sensitive too..." She wheedled as her nipples grew hard as she fondled her breasts. "You've had nothing to do all day, except lie here and look at them, haven't you?"

"Stop..." Ray, inside the woman's skin, pleaded. His grip on reality was threatening to snap as his thumbs brushed over Honey's dark wide areoles. To his disbelief the molestation was actually pleasurable, this body responding to the sexual stimulation with arousal.

Honey's body was getting damp between her legs.

"No..." Ray/Honey moaned, shutting her eyes in a futile hope that this was all some awful, unreal nightmare. "Ahhhhhh...." He moaned involuntarily as Honey/Ray pinched her nipples hard, sending sensuous sparks of pleasure throughout her body.

Honey/Ray slipped his hand to between her legs, well and truly coating his fingers with her pussy juices. "Jenny's cunt is sweet but I can guarantee you'll never taste a sweeter pussy than mine..." She continued as she brought the slick fingers up to her closed lips.

Ray/Honey tried to turn her head away from the sticky digits but Honey was persistent, smearing her juices over her lips. Eventually, against his will, Ray licked her lips, sampling the flavour of her pussy. He couldn't believe how good she tasted. He opened her mouth and started sucking her nectar off of his fingers.

"Do I taste good?" Honey/Ray inquired evilly as he slowly succumbed to her will.

"mmmmm..." He moaned, savouring her pussy juices. He couldn't believe he was doing this but he couldn't help himself; Bethany's pussy never tasted this good. He was tired of fighting it and gave in, writhing as Honey returned his fingers to her dripping snatch to renew the supply. The whole situation was surreal but he was no longer thinking.

Of his own free will he was cheating on Bethany, craving another woman's pussy juices and he couldn't get enough.

Suddenly Honey/Ray stood up and with only a smug backwards glance, left the room, happy to leave him wanting more and the guilt of facing up to what he'd done.

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Honey/Ray cautiously walked down the dark corridor, wishing she wasn't here. As much as she enjoyed stealing Ray's life, maintaining the charade meant fulfilling his crime fighting responsibilities. Right now that meant investigating this den that belonged to a gang of criminals that had sprung up and started making waves in the underground.

There was a crackle in the radio, the compound in the tunnel walls affecting comms with the rest of the team. Intel indicated this gang were mixed up in all manner of strange and arcane materials, and were certainly dangerous. Honey raised Ray's static shields and called his blasting power to his hands. She didn't even want to be here and she certainly didn't want to die here.

She cautiously rounded a corner, wishing for the first time in two weeks she was back in her own body dealing with the old blackmail scam. Deep down she knew she was coward, and she was only impersonating a bona fide courageous hero. She swallowed and scanned her surroundings.

There were occult markings on the wall, giving the room a sinister aspect. She wished she knew how close her back-up was.

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Meanwhile, the same night, back in Conurbia...

Bobby paced his small quarters, rubbing his sweaty palms on the seat of his pants. He couldn't believe he'd actually dialled the number Ray had given him and was really waiting for a girl to arrive.

He'd been so nervous purchasing condoms from the drugstore earlier that day, knowing he was going to go through with it, cheating on his sweet Robyn with a hooker. He wasn't a virgin, as he'd had a girlfriend back in his home town but it still felt wrong...it was just that he was so horny that he didn't feel he could wait until Robyn was ready...

There was a knock on his door and he went to open it, swallowing hard. He'd never have done this if it hadn't been for Ray's encouragement but the prospect of paying a sexy woman for sex made his whole body tingle with guilty anticipation.

Bobby inhaled deeply as the hooker entered the room. She was hot, hotter than his wildest dreams. She had chestnut brown hair, tastefully piled up, a heart shaped face and a body to die for. Her classy little black dress perfectly showed off a figure that could have belonged to a swimsuit model- large tits and pert round behind.

"Hello. My name is Tanya." She said, smiling as she stepped close to him.

"Ummm..I'm...er... Bobby..."He stammered, his mouth feeling dry. "This is...my first...time..doing anything...like this..."

Tanya stroked his cheek, not unsympathetically. " It's okay, baby...I gonna take good care of you..."

Bobby shifted nervously, having second thoughts now the idea had become a reality. He'd been brought up to believe sex was something to be shared by two people in love and this woman was a stranger. Robyn would be really hurt if she ever found out and his conscience was threatening to override his baser urges.

"Listen...I have a girlfriend...." Bobby exclaimed, deciding against going through with it. He put his hand on her bare arm, intending on politely rejecting her services. "I don't think I can do this..."

"Is she pretty?" Tanya enquired, taking advantage of the young man's hesitation. The poor boy had no idea that Tanya was really an employee of Lady Goodnight and that Honey had given her orders to corrupt the inexperienced teen.

Bobby nodded numbly, feeling awkward talking about the girl he had feelings for with this paid escort. Until now he'd believed Robyn was the most beautiful girl he'd ever met but Tanya had quickly replaced her.

"But she can't or won't do all things you want to do to her, will she?" Tanya whispered seductively, starting to unbutton the stunned boy's shirt and kissing his neck slowly.

"No...but I really like her...and.."

"Sssssh..." Tanya whispered before brushing her lips over Bobby's. The boy stepped back, trying to fight the urge respond but she was persistent, pushing him up against the wall. Frozen, he did nothing to stop her as her mouth travelled over his smooth chest and torso, detouring on its descent to lick each of his nipples.

It felt so good that Bobby was lost in the heat of the moment so he did nothing as Tanya tugged down his pants and boxers, his 8 inches springing out tantalisingly close to her full red lips.

"Mmmm...such a big boy..." She murmured appreciatively. "If I was Robyn I'd suck your cock all the time..."

Bobby frowned, trying to collect his thoughts. He couldn't recall mentioning his girlfriend's name but then Tanya's lips enclosed his swollen head and all thoughts left his mind. He'd had blowjobs before, but not like this. He shut his eyes and focused on what Tanya was doing.

"Awww...." He cried as her unceasing tongue danced over his manhood and alternated with gulping it down her throat, gagging pleasurably as his meat disappeared into her mouth.

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Tanya stood up, still applying a firm grip on Bobby's straining cock. The boy was practically panting as she jerked his shaft up and down as she kissed him, stealing his breath away, making his whole world revolve around her.

He was completely given over to her desires. Still maintaining her hold on him and over him Tanya walked backwards, the eager boy being led by his desire for the embrace to continue.

Nimbly, the slightly older woman turned, forced Bobby onto the bed and climbed on top of him.

"Uhhh..." He groaned as the weight of her body pressed down on his hard-on, she wasn't wearing any panties and he loved feeling the wetness of her pussy, hidden under her short dress. He shivered, imagining what her body would look like when she was eventually naked.

He was so lost in his erotic dream that he didn't realise Tanya was cuffing him to the bed until it was too late. "What the ...?!" He cried, the look on her face creating butterflies in his stomach. He realised how vulnerable he was, naked and alone with a strange woman.

"What would your parents say, if they could see you like this?" Tanya teased, massaging his cock. The boy was daunted but it didn't stop him bucking his hips. He desperately wanted to cum but Tanya was an expert at this, applying just the right amount of pressure to prevent him.

"Please..." Bobby begged, unsure if he was asking her to silence her words, release him ...or relieve him.

"Just relax, boy. You're gonna enjoy this and by the time I'm through with you you'll be so addicted to fucking sluts you'll never even want to look at frigid little Robyn ever again.

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Meanwhile, back in the nefarious gang's lair, Honey/Ray had her hands full. She'd have loved it to know Ray's previously decent protégé was being schooled in all sorts of depraved and dirty sex acts, including Tanya sitting on his face, forcing him to eat her ass but she had other things on her mind.

Three gang members had her pinned down in a corner. They were flinging bolts of magical energy and Honey was discovering that having Ray's memories didn't exactly equate to having the innate control of his body's powers.

She shot an energy bolt back, hoping to hit the lead attacker but her aim was off, and blew away a large chunk of cavern wall. Her assailants ducked for cover, unharmed, but Honey used the chance to scream for help into the comms. She didn't care how weak or panicked Ray sounded; she just wanted to get out of here.

Out of the corner of her eye she caught movement and for a second she thought it was her back up. Too late she realised her mistake. She had no time to raise another shield and the last thing she saw was a ball of crackling lightning heading directly for her.

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Honey woke up, opening her eyes groggily and recognised the familiar surroundings of her own secret hideout. She tried to stand but found she was strapped to the bed.

"Oh crap..." She muttered, trying to remember why she might be restrained like this. The last thing she could remember was Ray Thibodeau turning up in her office. "Hayley! Hayley!" She called out, her anger and rage making her impatient, her confinement doing nothing to lessen her imperious attitude. "Get the fuck in here NOW!"

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A few months later

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Jenny, aka Sotto Voce, watched as Ray played with RJ in the park and stroked the bump that was just starting to show on her belly. He was such a good, doting father it made her sad that her own child would never know what that was like.

It had been a few months since his ordeal was over but the man's memories had not come back. Whilst the Roster had implemented a full security review, installed brainwave identity scans and recalled most undercover operatives Jenny had been watching Ray, hoping to see some sign that he remembered their nights fucking around behind his wife's back and in her bed, but there had been none.

As she watched the hunky young dad throw his little, giggling son in the air and catch him in his big strong arms Jenny craved to experience his cock in her pussy one more time but knew it was impossible. The man that had screwed her hard hadn't been Ray, not really. Returned to his own body Ray had returned to being the happily married man he'd always been, who never even glanced at other women.

"How are things between you and Bee?" She asked, playing at being a concerned friend.

"Sometimes I think she still blames herself for not realising someone else was inside me," Ray commented sadly, "no matter how much I try and tell her how crazy that is."

Jenny nodded sympathetically, allowing herself the small indulgence of touching his arm.

"All I can do is try everyday to show her how much she means to me, how much I love her." Ray confided, trusting his wife's best friend, not knowing the woman had happily betrayed that friendship by fucking her husband.

Inside Jenny was scowling. Just the other day Bethany had been telling her how affectionate and caring Ray was being. Reading between the lines Jenny knew that the couple's sex life was better than ever, the whole experience making them even more devoted to each other. Ray's understanding and considerate nature only making Bethany love him more.

Jenny despised Bethany more than she could have imagined. The resentment she'd felt towards her, but always tried to suppress, had totally turned into hatred, now that Jenny had finally got to have Ray as her lover as she'd always hoped, only to have him snatched away.

He should be with her. He only had eyes for Bethany but Jenny had bigger tits, a better ass and a pussy that was so tight. Why couldn't he realise that she was superior to his wife in every way?

Ray was distracted, pointing out a squirrel to his son and Jenny extracting a small vial from her pocket. The contents were illegally obtained from the black market and if the vendor's claims were to be believed, could be the answer to her fevered prayers.

Without any second thoughts she slipped the liquid into his drink.

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Honey glanced up and smiled as she saw Ray standing in the doorway. She and Hayley had vacated their old premises, moving to a back-up location. The only way he could have found her was if he recalled it from his time in her body.

"What are you doing here?" She asked, standing up, revelling in the way his eyes roamed over her naked body. The man remained silent, his face an unreadable mask but his eyes filled with ambiguous fire.

"The memories have started to come back, haven't they?" She wheedled joyously, knowing the answer. Jenny's little potion had actually been given to her by Hayley. The corrupted superheroine had been so easy to manipulate but her schemes were really towards Honey's ends.

"Shut up." Ray growled, as he slowly walked towards her. Her nonchalant attitude bugged him. He'd expected her to fear him and he'd wanted to see the fear in her eyes.

"All those memories of what I did in your body...the feel of my tits in your hands...your fingers in my pussy," Honey giggled wildly as she recalled all the dirty details. "Hayley sucking your cock and cheating on your wife with her best friend...

Ray slapped her, using the back of his hand, hard enough to knock her to the floor. He'd never hit a woman before but it felt good to see some of the smugness wiped off of her face.

"You enjoyed that, didn't you?" Honey jeered, stroking her cheek as she glanced at his crotch. He was sporting wood and making no effort to hide it. She'd been inside him and unleashed things in him that he could never hope to contain.

"I came here... to kill you." Ray said, a trace of doubt in his voice that turned Honey on. The man was lying to himself, trying to hold onto the man he used to be. Honey got to her feet and pressed her body against his, pushing her large boobs against his chest.

"I don't believe you..." She whispered in his ear. "I think you came here to fuck me..."

"No..." Ray protested, but the croak in his voice betrayed him. He hadn't pushed her away and made no move to stop Honey as she started to stroke his cock through his pants.

"You remember how good it feels to be bad..." Honey coaxed, sensing his reluctance was weakening. "How good it feels to cheat on your wife..." She continued, the unprotesting man letting her take hold of his hands and place them on her beautiful busty tits.

Ray, after a few seconds of resistance, found he was squeezing her breasts automatically. Since his memories had come back he hadn't been able to stop himself picturing them and guiltily jerking off in the shower. He couldn't believe he was doing this, betraying his wife of his own free will.




Lady Goodnight's Evil Sluts Pt. 03



"Tell me the real reason why you came here..." Honey breathed, knowing Ray was hers now.

There was a beat of hesitation, then another as Ray fought against the truth. Honey, gazing into his eyes, caught the exact moment he surrendered to his lust.

"I came here to fuck you..." Ray answered, his voice hoarse with desire.

"Your wife can't sexually satisfy you anymore, can she?" Honey prompted, his every betrayal getting her more and more hot.

"No." Ray growled, his face breaking into a crooked grin as Honey kissed him and without guilt he returned it, his tongue entering her mouth forcefully. Honey was breathing hard as their mouths collided and competed, battling to consume the other. She stuck out her tongue and he hungrily sucked it into his mouth

"Oh God... I want you..." He snarled as his hands groped her bare ass, pulling her closer to him so he could push his hard cock up against her. Honey sighed with pleasure at his words, this once faithful family man completely corrupted now, his wife and child back home totally forgotten.

"You'll have to be evil now...and work for us..." She informed him as she ripped open his shirt and ran her hands over his bare chest."

"Anything..." he promised and he meant it. His wanton desire for her pussy was his overriding objective now and he would happily betray his former loyalties for the chance to fuck her cunt every chance he got.

Honey sank to the floor and tugged his tie, pulling him down with her.

"Ahhh ..." She moaned as Ray buried his face in her big ripe melons, sloppily licking and sucking them, smothering himself in her abundant creamy flesh. "Tell me you love my tits." She pleaded.

"I love your tits." He sighed as he fondled and nibbled on her pert nipples. Lower, his hand was between her legs, feeling the wet heat of her shaved mound, roughly rubbing her dripping folds. The pleasant coarseness of his fingers made Honey writhe.

"Do you love Bethany anymore?"

"No. I love you now." Ray said as he lifted his head and made eye contact with her. He wanted her to see how much he meant it. "You're such a dirty slut." He and Honey were bonded so closely now his marriage meant nothing to him any more. He'd happily divorce his wife if she wanted him too but he knew she didn't. She wanted him screwing around behind Bethany's back, making an adulterer out of him.

He pulled back, hastily undoing his belt and unzipping his flies before lifting his hips and pulling off his pants. The old him had been rather modest and bashful but he enjoyed with way Honey's eyes gleamed at the sight of his nakedness.

"Mmmm..." Honey moaned as she took in the outline of his large cock still hidden in his briefs. She crawled on all fours between his legs, running her hands over his thick thighs, before stroking her hand over the soft cotton.

Biting her lower lip she gripped the waistband of his underwear and reverentially pulled it down, exposed his 9 inches, the coarse thatch at its base and his tasty balls. Moving to squat over him, and guiding his shaft to her eager cunt, she sank down on him, moaning as his meat stretched her open.

"Oh God...you're so tight..." Ray grunted, content, for now, to let her ride him. He put his arms around her slender waist as she began to rock back and forth. He cupped her ass as he pulled her face down to his, probing her mouth with his tongue as she took all of his size inside her.

"Awwww...fuck me with your married cock...." Honey moaned as she bounced up and down, delighting in the big virile man between her legs. Ray had propped himself up on his arms, his muscled chest and ripped abs heaving as he bucked in time to the fast rhythm, grunting as he was thrusting into her hard. "You like being a cheater now, don't you?"

"Fuck...yeah...."

His cock was so snug inside her and she was flexing her internal muscles clamping down further as she thrashed around on it, her hair streaked with perspiration. Usually she like to be on top but something was missing; she wanted him to fuck her, take her hard, only then would his descent into evil be truly irreversible.

"The bed..." She moaned, barely able to speak more than those fewer words.

Ray grinned wolfishly at her request and swept to his feet, scooping her up easily due to his enhanced strength. He tossed her on her back onto the nearby mattress.

Honey quivered at the feel of his masculine body on hers, running her hands over his back and down to his butt as he started rutting away again, penetrating her so deeply. She could barely move as his hand pinned one of her arms above her head and his ass humped up and down in the air.

She loved looking at his rugged face, so focussed as his long hair felt down around it, the tie around his neck brushing over her chest every time his unsheathed cock was buried inside her. With her free hand she slipped it between their entwined bodies to play with her engorged clit, the extra sensation making her arch her back.

"Ahhhh....please...make me cum...." She pleaded, wrapping her legs around his torso.

Ray just smiled. He was hers now, but she was also his. He was going to make her cum, and when he was done he'd cum inside her, possessing her fully. The thought of two bitches pregnant with his child prompted him to pound her harder. He entertained the idea of sharing Jenny with this evil whore, sucking on their swollen tits, his seed in their bellies growing from the result of his adulterous liaisons.

Bethany had given him his first child but the sluts deserved it more.

"Shiiiiittttt...." Honey screamed as a violent punch of ecstasy shuddered through her body, tearing down her defences, sending the world spinning away. No guy had ever fucked her like this, had provoked such sublime sensations in her well used flesh. Her body was on fire, burning white hot and blinding.

Limp, no longer in control of her limbs, such was her pleasure. Ray carried on pounding her through two more orgasms that threatened to blow her mind and leave her a physically drained wreck. He lowered his head and sucked on her jiggling tits, his breath hot and his tongue cool.

"Jesus...." Honey wheezed, blinking as she opened her eyes, blearily, gazing up at Ray's satisfied face, his ego proud of showing how much of a man he was.

"I'm gonna cum inside you, you dirty whore..." He growled, levering himself up, his cock pulsating as he thrust in to her again and again, over and over, his balls slapping against her, heavy with his jism.

"Ooooh yeah...give me all your cum..."

"Fuck.......!" He shouted as he shot load after load deep inside her. "Uhhhh....yeah...fuck...sssshit..." He moaned, his face screwed up with release and sensation. He'd never cum as hard as he was right now.

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Honey glanced over at Ray. The naked man was sprawled out and sleeping, exhausted from their carnal exertions and glowing with post-coital bliss. She smiled as she drank in his gorgeous body, his biceps, his underarms, his peaceful chest and the well endowed cock resting on his thigh.

The young woman sat down at the desk, feeling his cum dribbling down her thigh as she turned on her monitor. Lady Goodnight's divine face filled the screen.

"He's all ours now." Honey informed her boss.

"Good." Goodnight said in her clipped English accent. "Now we can begin phase two."

Honey ended the communication and climbed in next to Ray. She imagined him lying to his wife tomorrow, telling her he'd slept at the office and unsuspecting, she'd believe him. She'd have no idea her once loving husband would be fucking Honey every chance he got. He might still sleep next to Bethany after tonight but from now on his cock and his tainted heart belonged to her.