Evil always prospers ( Everlasting and Kevin )

[Lust Everlasting]

She called herself “The Queen”. She was just the most powerful villain in the world, but simple the most powerful person in the world. No super hero in the world could beat her, no government could stop here. She never listened to demands, never showed any mercy to the ones that got in her way, and she always took what she whatever she wanted. Ever one recognized her; she was rather hard to miss. 6 foot 7, long, wavy, raven black hair. A voluptuous figure like you wouldn’t believe. Impossible gifted in body as well as in powers, as well as very well toned muscles that could be seen even underneath her tight fitting costume. She had just returned to her private island fortress with two prizes in toe. One she had went out with the intention of getting, and something she couldn’t resist snatching up for herself.

She dropped the loot in her safe. She smiled in satisfaction as she looked in on her wealth. A mixture of artifacts, art, jewels, and massive stacks of money and gold filled the large safe room. Much of it would be sold back to the country or person she stole it from for money. It was kind of like a game to her at this point. It wasn’t like anyone could stop her, or brings her to justice, but she had no interest in ruling the world. She just wanted to have her fun. Seeing what she could take and what they would give her for it. She closed her the vault, Now that the money was taken care of, it was time to take care with her other prize. A wicked grin crossed her face as she looked down at the young lad she held unconscious under her arms. A side kick that had been foolish enough to try and stop her. She had to admit, the little guy had spunk. She would so much fun breaking him. The nice thing was, people will just assume she killed him and that the body won’t be found. No one will come looking for him. Not that they would have a chance at getting him back. She didn’t let anything go unless she got something in return.

She took to boy to what she called her ‘Play room’. A large room, dimly lit room. Chains, whips, crops, outfits and sex toys adorned the walls like they were trophies. She locked the doors after they entered, She dropped the boy on the ground. She took a seat in a almost throne like chair in front of him. “Wake up my pet.” She purred out as the boy began to come back to consciousness.

When he looked up he would see the Queen sitting before him in all her glory. A red, bustier, her enormous breasts almost overflowing from the tight clothing, matching read bikini bottom with a suspiciously large bulge in the crotch region was quite visible. Black, thigh High, high heel boots on her legs with matching latex gloves coming all the way up her for arms. She wore A simple black eye mask ( think something like robin would wear ) and silky looking black cape to complete the costume. Here green eyes seemed to glow with power and lust behind the mask as she looked down at her prize.

 

[kevin]

RE: Evil always prospers

The men and women who had rose to try and stop The Queen could only be labeled as foolish. It was blatantly apparent that there was no stopping Her: She had no weakness, made no mistakes, and Her power was without rival. The world really should just consider themselves fortunate that the Villainess merely committed her crimes as means for her own entertainment, rather than having truly malevolent goals of world-domination and human servitude. Still, when one person decides to use their position or power to violate inherent human rights, it is only natural the other people rise up to try and stop them, no matter how wide the gap in power is. With billions of people on the planet, there was always bound to be a fraction of them who refused to take the terrorism lying down. It just so happened, that in this case, those people were completely delusional, and in having these delusions of grandeur, most of these people worked alone. It was only a few truly crazy – and totally irresponsible, if not also evil – people that believed their own warped, illogical sense of importance so much that they would take on a side-kick from the one resource of humans that could slip into such a silly role: adolescents.

And that is how Kevin Davis found himself in this predicament now, in the lair of the sinister Queen. Kevin had called himself "Kid Dynamite" since he started serving as the side-kick for John Salvatore, aka "Mr. Righteous"; a slightly overweight, middle-aged tech-nerd who believed in his own intellect so much that he felt he would be able to stop the invincible Queen. John had spent months studying every tape and news article about Her, and thought he had figured out a way to penetrate her other-worldly powers via an electromagnetic field. Of course, it had failed miserably, and if John were even still alive he was badly injured, probably for the rest of his life, as The Queen disposed of him the way most people dispose of insects. Unfortunately, little Kevin, who was so incredibly innocent and naive that he had actually believed in the character "Mr. Righteous," would now pay a much longer, much bigger price.

The thirteen year-old boy was now laying on the cold floor of The Queen's "Play Room," and finally started to wake up from his deep sleep due as She spoke to him and nudged him with Her foot. The boy whimpered on the floor as his weak, skinny arms trembled wildly, lifting his slender torso up off the floor. He was still wearing his silly, stupid side-kick's uniform: form-fitting in all aspects, a long-sleeve shirt, pants, little boots, gloves, and usually a mask as well, though The Queen had removed that when she was still considering whether she would take the boy or not. An all black ensemble may not seem very heroish, a thought which Kevin had voiced his naive concerns over, but the "brilliant" Mr. Righteous pointed out "this way, She won't be able to see us."

Kevin tossed his somewhat long mop of brown hair back with one tiny hand as he blinked through his blurry, incredibly large and innocent hazel eyes, and finally saw the terrible Villainess sitting there, staring down at him with a truly wicked grin. The boy's heart almost came to a stop before it began racing wildly once more. Kevin eyes nearly popped out of his head as he realized where he was. He looked left and right quickly, then back up at the Woman in Her throne, who was towering over him even when sitting down. Kevin suddenly stood up as quickly as he could and turned frantically on his toe, running towards the locked door behind him, nearly tripping over himself with how quickly he moved.

Kevin's slender body, nearly without any fat, slammed into the door as he tried to open it. His tiny hands pressed against the steel door and shoved for all they were worth, to no avail. He gripped and tugged at the handle with all his might, his skinny arms shaking with effort, even putting one of his feet up to try and pull the huge door open, and it didn't budge. What did it matter anyway? Where would he go?

As he pulled and tugged on the door, The Queen was able to sit in Her throne and admire her new prize. He was so adorable and little; barely 5' tall, and probably not even 100 lbs. His visage was beyond cute, with flawless, smooth olive skin, and the most brilliant, perfect white teeth. But as he was standing now with his back turned towards Her, she got a better look at what first caught Her attention earlier in the day: an absolute bubble of a butt, jiggling visibly in the tight black pants, looking out-of-place on any boy, let alone one so young.

He would be the perfect fit for Her needs...

 

[Lust Everlasting]

RE: Evil always prospers

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Queen couldn’t help bit grin widly as the boy woke up and watched him run to the door. Oh this will be so fun. Where was that egger little avenger from before? No plan, no hero to lead him, all alone with the big bad villain. Here eyes examined him in motion, slowing rolling over his features, given for the world to see in that tight fitting costume. Already she felt the beast between her thighs stir and throb. As his delicious ass became visible to her, she almost felt her cold heart flutter. How lucky she was to find such a perfect toy. She bit her luscious, red lips, imagining all that this boy will be made to do. How long had it been since the last time she had a proper pet to play with? The last one had broken to easily and she released it back to the world. This one…well even if he broke easily, she began to think she would keep him around for a long time regardless.

“Amusing display my pet.” She purred out standing up, with a wave of her hand he was pulled back in front of her, his feet floating about 2 inches off the ground. While she had a myriad of powers that had their various uses, the three that made her the terror that she was were these: Super Strength, Invincibility, and Telekinesis. The latter of which was probable her favorite, as she found she could hit harder with her mind than she could her fist. “But if I am going to give you a proper examination, you must keep still.” She purred walking up to the boy, even with him floating off the ground she still towered over him. She leaned down a bit, giving him a wicked grin, her cleavage now right in his face. A latex clad hand running down his chest, inspect her prize with her own hands. Exploring his body; she ran it down to cup his crotch area, before running it along his inner thigh then around to grab his ass. She bit her lips once more at the feel of the delicious bubble but in her grasp. She pulled her hand back slowly, being sure to run her fingers alog the inside of his but cheeks, just briefly pressing agaist his asshole as they passed.

She lifted herself back up and placed a hand on the boys face. “Yes, you’ll do quite nicely.” She purred getting up close. Gently rubbing her hand along the side of his face. “Well lets start with the rules shall we? You are to call me Queen, Mistress, or nothing at all. You’ll answer to pet, toy, or what ever else I decided to call you. Naming things is very important to this process, but we have yet to spend any time together, so I haven’t thought of a proper name for you.” She let him drift back down so his feet were on the ground.

“You are here to help me attend to my needs. There are some…inches that I need to scratch, and your just the type of boy to help me scratch them. Now normally this can be done the easy way or the hard way, and while I’d like to say that choice is up to you, regardless of what you pick, I think we will be doing this…” she paused for a second, looking the boy over once more, as if she was deliberating to herself “…the hard way.”

 

[kevin]

It had been so easy for silly, naive, innocent little Kevin to be convinced there was a chance of defeating The Queen. The boy spent his time reading comic books inspiring him to be something more, to be a shining light of justice, to stop all "bad guys" for the sake of the good. Living in a fantasy world of his own imagination, spurred on by the constant ramblings of a lunatic, Kevin really did walk into the situation earlier tonight believing he could stop this horrible woman. Now, just an hour later, he was beginning to whimper and sob as his skinny little arms yanked for all they were worth on the handle of the steel door, desperate to leave. Just seeing Queen up close like this was enough to terrify a grown man, let alone a little boy.

His sobbing came to a startled, abrupt halt as Kevin felt his entire body enveloped in a phantom grip, tensing up every moveable part of his body as he was lifted by the Woman's magical powers and brought effortlessly before her for inspection. Kevin's legs spun wildly in the air as he was moved, whimpering like disobedient puppy at his own ineptitude and the futility of the action. His cute little face scrunched up in fear as he saw himself moving closer the towering Villainess. Her nearly gigantic size, rippling abdomen, thick imposing legs and thighs sent chills down his spine; he had never seen a woman like this before. But it was the foreign look in her eyes, that of lust, that really terrified the boy, though he didn't quite know why, other than knowing evil intentions laid behind the large, otherwise beautiful emerald spheres.

Kevin's body was stiff above the waist, as She moved him past an enormous, luxurious bed and the tiny dog cage placed by the foot of this bed – which would certainly be the place young Kevin slept most of the time, at least until he earned better accommodations – and was placed right in front of the incredibly tall Queen. With Her heels she was nearly 7 feet tall, and with her imposing muscular physique, as well as her reputation, Kevin felt his heart nearly leaping out of his chest as she began to touch him.

Kevin listened to Her rules as best he could, but all he was really thinking was "how the hell am I going to get out of here?" His face twisted and turned as She prodded his body as if he were only a piece of property, though he was so innocent he could not comprehend what Her intentions were. Finally he was plopped back down on the ground, and as soon as his feet touched, he tried his best to turn and run to the door again, but found his legs now locked in place due to The Queen's telekinetic abilities. The boy's lovely eyes widened in horror as She held him in place with but a thought, and then implied that things were going to get much harder for him. He had no idea what She meant by this, but he knew he was in a terrible position. He looked at her dumbfounded, unable to find any honest words. Instead, he gulped and resorted to the comfort of his fantasy world, where he actually stood a chance against this invulnerable beauty.

"Y-Y... You'll never get away with this, Queen! I... I'll m-m-make sure of it!" He didn't even know what he was saying, merely repeating the perfunctory phrases burned into his naive little brain.

 

[Lust Everlasting]

A smile went from wicked, to just plain sadistic. Oh, he was putting on a brave front. How deliciously adorable. Her last toy had been more than eager to give in and be the willing fuck salve. That was simple to boring. She enjoyed a little fight in her play things. The woman stepped back and crossed her arms across her 52GG bust line. Standing up straight, it really showed off her hourglass like figure. Her waist a firm 34 and her hips nice 45. She was truly a giant compared to the small framed boy. She would have to be careful not to kill him with the force of her breaking him. She didn’t want to lose control and long lasting damaging her new play thing…so soon. “You’ll stop me? How boy? Your brilliant hero couldn’t stop me with his best laid plan. If they haven’t gotten him to the hospital by now, I’m sure he’s dead.”

She wondered if she still had that super-solider-serum she had stolen from the Russian government. While it didn’t give the user supper strength, it gave them a decent level of invulnerability. Perhaps she would give him a shot of it later to make sure he could handle her getting rough. She pushed the thought to the back of her mind, and returned her attention back to the boy. With a flick of her wrist he found he was pushed to the wall, made to bend at the waist, his legs spread out, arms against the wall, ass presented for her to view.

She slowly walked over, admiring the delicious cheeks of the bubble but. “You see my little pet, There is only one thing you’ll be making sure of.” She purred out as she grabbed the little ones hips firmly and pressed the slowly growing bulge between the cheeks and began to grind, giving his ass a firm slap. “And that thing is how satisfied I am at the end of each day.” The bulge slow grew harder, hotter, and larger as she grinded against the lovely ass through the thin fabric of his costume. A cock now perturbing from her bikini bottom. A full 13 inches in length and a solid 3 and a half inches thick. If the boy hadn’t figured out what he was being kept around for yet, it would be painfully obvious soon.

She closed her eyes, letting the telekinetic tendrils untie her bustier, letting it fall the ground besides them, she leaned in close, letting her amble breasts push against the boys back she purred into his ear “So listen up my little slut. You are now MY property. My personally little bitch. You will be doing what I say, when I say it, without question.” She pulled back for but a moment to rip off just the pants part of the boys costume, and replacing the huge, throbbing member now directly between those lovely cheeks, She moaned out as she ground the throbbing rod between the mounds of soft boy flesh.

“And if you do question me, there will be punishments. Do you understand? And while I may enjoy punishing you, I am quite sure you won’t enjoy it nearly as much as I do.”

 

[kevin]

Kevin's normally doleful, innocent eyes narrowed severely as he stared up at his new Mistress, his new Owner. The little "hero" was barely listening to her speak – a mistake he would probably regret – as he instead focused all his attention on thinking of the next heroic, comic-book-like thing to say; you'll pay for this, you won't get away with this, justice will be served, etcetera. The silly boy merely waited for the towering, curvy Queen to stop speaking before Kevin himself parted his thick pink lips, opening his mouth slightly to respond to what he didn't fully hear.

Instead of intelligible words leaving his lips, however, only a high-pitched, child-like squeal of surprise and fear erupted from him as the Queen lifted him without touching him directly, using her incredible powers to manipulate him like he wasn't a human, but merely a toy existing for only her pleasure. His body moved despite his own mind telling it to stand still or move in the opposite direction, his entire form spinning, his limbs going stiff, his waist being bent as his big, almost fat ass was pushed up and out for Her inspection. Kevin squealed, whimpered, and then groaned as his little toned arms and somewhat thick thighs flexed for all they were worth, fighting the phantom bindings that held him in place. His slender back arched wildly as he pulled with all his might against what he couldn't see, not being able to move an inch. He was speechless, as he stared at the ground and his Tormentor approached him casually, he not capable of providing Her the most basic struggle.

As Her large hands gripped his minuscule waist, pulling his almost-unseemly large ass back against her unnatural, monstrous crotch, his eyes opened wide and he looked back over his shoulder at Her with complete shock, his jaw opening slightly. If possible, he pulled even harder suddenly at the ghostly bindings holding him in place, his torso swinging back and forth as he suddenly feared completely what She had in mind for him. Kevin was so innocent he did not know of sexual intention, but he was human, and innate in him was some knowledge that the way she spoke, the way she rubbed herself against him, and the look in her big green eyes was something a cute little boy like himself should fear.

Unfortunately for Kevin, as he swung as much of his body as he was allowed to, it caused his beautiful underaged bubble to jiggle wildly in front of the Terrible Queen, and Kevin had no idea what the sight of his full, round, bouncy cheeks shaking back and forth – slapping against each other due to their impressive size – would do to his Mistress. Her cock stiffened and nearly leapt out of its tiny prison, as She growled lustfully and gave his big ass what for Her was a light slap, but for Kevin made his eyes almost pop out of his head. Immediately, tears began to well up in his eyes and roll down his cheeks, and his lips began to quiver as She spoke and tore off his pants, fully exposing the perfection that was his smooth, tight ass flesh.

Still, Kevin was the sort that would refuse to submit to evil, or so it would seem. Even as The Queen's power and dominant control was on full display, and Kevin seriously began to fear for his well-being, he would rather be hurt than agree to serve this horrible woman. Stupidly though, he did not understand her words or intentions, so he believed the way she spoke she wanted him to become her side-kick, Kevin now having his own delusions of grandeur. Through tear-filled eyes, and sniffling sobs, he responded to her. "I-I'll n-n-never work for You, Y-You horrible monster! Y-You hear m-me? I won't s-s-serve You! Ever!"

As She slapped the incredibly big cock of Hers between his lush cheeks and stroked herself between the orbs of boy flesh, he still did not understand what she wanted. But Kevin's body began to tremble as his instincts finally figured it out, even if his naive brain couldn't. He didn't respond to Her threat of punishment with words, but the look on his face told Her he meant what he had said earlier, and that She would have oh-so-much fun with this one.