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Elegance vs Mary Marvel

Christian_Day

Patron Saint of Rape
Joined
Jan 22, 2009
Fawcett City had seen its share of evil Dr. Sivana, Mister Mind, Ibbac, but nothing quite like this newest villian.

Victoria had moved in with a trust fund and a Philanthropic Society. It opened shelters, museums, and other social work. Unfortunately, people had gone missing from the shelters and some of the more valuable pieces had gone missing. While clues were hard to find, they almost all led back to a villian code named "Elegance", for her smooth talking nature and how she never was seen getting her hands dirty. That's what her minions were for.

Tonight, was Fawcett City's biggest socialite party though most of the attendees were from out of town, very few were native to Fawcett City. That meant it would be a target for "Elegance", though since few had seen her it would be difficult to spot her. Most of her 'victims' only remembered her from her sweet smell and golden throated voice, blacking out on an actual description of her.

The party is being held at the Fawcett Fine Museum, in a main chamber. The chamber has a glass ceiling, leading down to marble columns and a glistening marble floor that you can almost see a reflection in. The opulence and wealth in the room speaks for itself, with the men in fine tuxedos and the women in evening gowns with carefuly coiffed hair and manicured nails.

Victoria is in the middle of the room mingling with her guests, unbeknownst to her a heroine is on her way to try to counter the villianess who is sure to show
 
Every hint that Mary Marvel could gather pointed toward this meeting being one at which Elegance would appear. To think that a super villain thought they could get away with such things in Fawcett City! Hadn't they heard about about the Marvels? Then again, these villains never did learn.

Mary flew close to the ceiling, trying to keep mostly out of sight for now. Their information had hinted that Elegance would make a showing, but it hadn't given out more fact than that. For all Mary knew, the super villain could very well be one of the patrons below. But as this was an actual charity function, Mary couldn't exactly crash the party. She'd have to wait for some sign of something.

Waiting didn't sit well with the young super heroine, and she wound up fidgeting. Her brilliant white outfit probably didn't help in her attempts at stealth, which Mary did, of course, notice. But she couldn't utilize the powers of SHAZAM without the entire suit appearing. And it seemed fairly resistant to dirt or other such things, at least for now.

The bored super rested her head in her hands, sighing as she studied it. Knowing her luck, Billy was off fighting someone truly dastardly. He'd probably be hogging all the attention and the headlines, while Mary was stuck here, bored, and wondering why she'd even bothered to come. Still, this was the Right Thing to Do, and she knew that it had to pay off in the long run.

Just then, Mary thought she saw something, a flash of movement or someone that didn't seem quite in place. Curious, the girl floated closer to the glass, her eyes narrowing as she tried to carefully study the floor below.
 
The guests mingle around, an orchestra plays music at the rear of the great hall. Victoria smiles and mingles as well, exchanging hugs and polite hand shakes.

Suddenly, the great oak doors break in with 3 gun wielding thugs entering it "Ok...get the jewels and the money boys! Elegance wants us outta here PRONTO!" The thugs pull out large sacks and the guests start to scream as the thugs start removing their jewels and money. Victoria looks around, trying to find something to defend herself and her guests with.
 
Finally! Something happened!

Mary shot up in the air, rising nearly a story before she came crashing down through the skylight. Through a cloud of glittering particles she charges, immediately going for one of the thugs. Her speed and strength should prove more than enough for dealing with a common lackey like this. She'd just have to do a quick clean up, and then deal with the villain herself.

"You should know better than to try this in Fawcett City!" yelled Mary as she began deftly dealing with the thugs. Easy enough to deal with the common ones like this, mostly dodging around bullets and making sure that everyone remained safe and common. It would be a lot easier if she actually had some kind of projectile power, but they couldn't all be Green Lantern. Still, she was clearly having little trouble with this batch.

Mary did manage to look about, locating the obvious hostess of this party: a sleek looking woman who managed to still look in control. "Get everyone out of here!" instructed Mary, waving a hand toward the exit. "I'll handle this!"
 
Victoria smiles at the white clad heroine "I...I'll do what I can" She took a few of the guests and escorted them out of harm's way guiding them out. Mary was able to deal with the thugs easily, even before the guests were all escorted outside.

The blonde woman walked easily in her pink gown, her pink heels clicking on the marble. She stood behind the heroine "Mary Marvel! I've heard so much about you since my arrival! I never thought I'd get to meet you" the woman suddenly looking like a bit of a fan girl. "My name is Victoria...this party is part of fundraiser for charity! I'm so glad you were able to stop these....vile criminals.." her pink lips curl a bit as she says that. She extends her hand to the heroine, "thank you so much!"

Some of the guests have walked back into the room, to see the criminals outcold.
 
It wasn't even really a workout to defeat the thugs. Soon they were all heaped together, all out cold and probably wishing they'd never agreed to work for Elegance. Mary couldn't help but smile as she looked over her work, feeling quite pleased that she'd managed it so fast. now she just had to wait for the real villain to show up.

Instead, it appeared as though the hostess would return. Mary heard the other woman's heels clicking on the floor, and turned to meet her. The hand was easily met with one of Mary's. The girl had already begun to nod and smile, almost amazed herself at this kind of reception .Sure, she got treated like this quite often any more, when she was Mary Marvel. She was still a teenage girl under it all, and having a beautiful, rich woman start gushing over you, well, it was quite flattering.

"Well thank you!" replied the girl, nodding in what she hoped was a confident manner. "I'm glad I was able to help. I must warn you though: Elegance is supposedly their leader, from what they said. It wouldn't surprise me if she showed up any second now. Probably to steal from you or your guests."

A handful of which had already returned. Shouldn't they be waiting outside for the police at the least? Besides, there were still bullet holes and a horrible mess to clean up. You'd think rich people would avoid it. Unless they wanted to gawk, which Mary supposed wouldn't be all that unusual. People were people in the end.

"I don't suppose you noticed anything strange?" asked the girl, turning once more to face Victoria head on.
 
Victoria's grip is strong, not superhuman strong, but much firmer than a woman of her physique should have. Her gown displays he upper body, which while tight, isn't especially muscled.

Victoria meets Mary's gaze, smiling confidently. "We feel much safer now that you're here Mary....safe...and secure...safe...." her voice drones a bit, as her perfume lets out a sligthly sweet but musky scent. "how long have you been watching us Mary? Waiting for Elegance to make her ...move?"

Victoria's body sways just slightly, moving almost cobra like while staring into the heroine's eyes "we're so...grateful...to you Mary"
 
The grip felt hearty, which made Mary initially like the woman even more. She'd certainly reacted fast enough when it came to making sure her guests were safe. Plus, she'd been nothing but caring and nice since Mary had crashed in here. Sometimes the rescued could get upset with the whole breaking the ceiling and making a mess bit of super-heroing.

"Yes, everything is most certainly safe and secure," agreed the hero. She nodded, trying to look as confident as possible. A strange smell seemed to be wafting from the hostess as she moved about. Something... musky? Maybe a little sweet? It kind of reminded Mary of perfume, only mixed with some kind of animal odor. She tried to force it from her mind, instead focusing on Victoria and the words she was saying.

"Oh, I've been watching for a while now," she replied, trying to keep her tone airy. Her mind was beginning to grow rather foggy, making it difficult to stay too focused on the task at hand. Fortunately, Mary had received some training in her task, and she was valiantly resisting what must be fatigue of some kind. "And I was just, you know, anticipating Elegance's... move."

So grateful. Good, it always made Mary feel good to know that people appreciated her work. She'd hate to think that she'd gone through all the trouble of saving someone only for them not to be grateful. Why was Victoria moving like that? Almost like she was... swaying. And those eyes. Those eyes were quite... entrancing. Men most lose themselves in them all the time. Mary was practically doing that just now.

"I should... go wait," offered the hero, not moving for the moment. "You know, in case she shows up. So that I can spring on her in surprise. An ambush!"
 
Victoria smiles at the heroine, and bites her lip a bit. "oh, I'm sure we have..plenty of time...before Elegance arrives". The blonde woman smiles at Mary, and extends her hands "oh, why don't you stay for a bit....I'm sure you won't need an am....bush" her speech almost sounds drawn out a bit. The fabric of her dress seems to sparkle under the lights, sparkle and shimmer. The pink light dances across the heroine's eyes and into her mind.

She grips mary's hands, little shivers go up the heroine's spine as Victoria holds her hands "you've been so brave...and gallant Mary, you deserve to relax, and let your cares just melt away". The orchestra must have started playing again, as soft music starts playing as Victoria gently guides Mary Marvel into the center of the room, her white outfit almost complimenting Victoria's pink gown.
 
Victoria sounded so sure of herself, so full of confidence and, well, just plain rightness. It just made sense, there was plenty of time before Elegance would arrive. Any good super villain would wait for a while before coming after their goons. Too soon and you just looked overeager. Elegance may be many, many things, most of them evil, but she wasn't over-eager.

Mary found herself taking the hands, smiling another friendly smile. "You're right; I guess i should stick around for a bit. No harm in just socializing a bit... wow, your dress is rather sparkly, isn't it?"

Indeed, the pink dress seemed to catch every light in the place. Flashes of pink light seemed to illuminate from it, flashing and dancing about. The lights almost seemed to come across Mary's mind, like that was possible. It was just that her brain felt... pink for a moment.

Slightly confused, Mary felt her body shake as Victoria held her hands. "Thank you, I do, don't I? Deserve to relax. Yeah, I've been really good and I stopped the thugs and everything."

That music was quite relaxing, almost lolling Mary into a nice slumber. and Victoria moved so well, her dress shifting so elegantly. You couldn't even hear her heels clicking for the music. Such a pretty girl, and so interested in Mary too. It was enough to make the heroine blush, looking over and beginning to wonder if anyone was paying her any attention.
 
Victoria grins as the young heroine blushes, all eyes on the two of them. "Mary, are you ok?" she releases mary's left hand and her right hand goes to Mary's hair, smoothing it back a bit "such a pretty girl Mary....." the blonde heaps some praise onto the heroine, her golden voice almost intoxicating. "such a pretty noble girl you are, Mary Marvel" Victoria brings her face close to Mary's, her deep blue eyes so close Mary's brown eyes.

"Mary..." she asks as she pets her hair "Do you like to dance?" she lowers her hand down Mary's side, brushing against a breast, and places it on her side. "Do you like to dance?" she repeats the question, slowly rocking the brunette heroine.
 
The eyes felt like they were burning as they stared at the two women. For that matter, why did Victoria have Mary out on the dance floor? They were both girls, and girls weren't supposed to dance together. In fact, girls weren't even supposed to like each other like that. Yet there Victoria was stroking Mary's hair and telling her how pretty she looked.

"Err, thank you, Miss Victoria," managed the hero. She tried desperately not to blush, failing for the most part. At least the red looked cute along the perky brunette's cheeks. Made her brown eyes seem all the more bashful, and seemed to accentuate her youthful innocence. "Thank you for calling me noble... you're quite pretty..."

Those eyes were so close now. The deep blue almost felt like it sank through Mary, drew her deeper in. Such wonderful, blue, blue eyes. For a moment, Mary didn't realize that a question was asked of her. It wasn't until she felt the hand upon her hair that she turned to the other woman, again blushing as she realized that she'd been spacing.

"Well, yeah, I like to dance. I don't usually... not like this... not with another girl," confessed Mary. Yet she found herself rocking as Victoria moved. Indeed, that hand pressed against Mary's side, making her feel quite... pleased? Uncomfortable? Unsure? All of the above? And had the other woman touched her breast.

"Really, maybe I should go find a place to lookout," fumbled Mary. She didn't know quite what was going on, but had a feeling that something was messing with her. She just didn't feel quite right.
 
Victoria smiles as Mary starts to lose herself with her. "oh, its ok for girls to ...dance...together...." as she talks she gets closer to Mary, her body and gown against Mary's body and outfit, her face closer to Mary's. Her breath against Mary's lips as she pulls the heroine closer, her pheromone around the poor girl. "I think you should stay right here Mary, please...stay with....me" she leans forward and starts to plant a baby kiss on Mary's lips, but then pulls away "besides, you're not in any real condition to go out now....are you? not with feeling how you feel...hot....and....flushed...isn't that right, my dear Mary?"

Victoria's arms are around the heroine's waist...and start to slide down the back of her skirt.
 
Why was Mary's head spinning so? Something... something strong felt like it was filling her senses. That heady, musky perfume from earlier, it felt stronger than ever. It played with the girl's mind, clouding her thoughts. She could feel her will slipping slightly, being replaced with a dreamy acceptance of things.

"Right... dance together," she muttered. She blinked several times, trying to clear her vision, to think clearer. AS she did, she noticed Victoria getting ever close. Plump lips were only a breath away from Mary's, each puff of air disturbing the girl's own plush pillows. Mary... almost thought she smelled that odor... coming from Victoria. But that didn't make any sense.

"I don't know if I should--" she began, but found her words cut off by a small kiss. Just that lightest peck made the teenager blush even more furious a red than before. She didn't kiss people she'd just met! She certainly didn't kiss older women that she'd just met! something must be really bothering her, something she really should get away from.

But... Victoria was right. Mary felt rather... hot. Like her outfit was too much for her, or maybe that someone had turned up the heat in the room. Sweat began to bead along the girl, and she began chewing her lips, shifting. The red of her blush had been replaced with a red flush, much like someone would get after a long run.

"Um, I don't think I'm feeling too well," muttered Mary. Now she felt really embarrassed. A heroine, cutting out sick? "and, and you really shouldn't touch me... there," finished Mary. She could feel the other woman sliding down the skirt, moving over that white cloth covering the girl's pert buttocks. why was... and why did it feel kind of...

good?
 
Victoria placed a small series of kisses on Mary's lips, little baby kisses. "That's a good girl Mary", she breathed between kisses both women's bodies rubbed against each other as Victoria held mary there, her hands on Mary's skirt, fondling her buttocks in full view of the guests. Pink combines with white, as Victoria feels Mary's nipples turning into hard peaks inside her uniform.

Victoria broke the kiss and the kissed along mary's cheek, getting to her ear "Mary...dear dear Mary....you may call me Elegance". The blonde laughs into Mary's ear, a throaty laugh as her hands start to pull her skirt up, to expose her in front of her guests. "I think I can start calling you my wet pet"
 
Each of the little kisses felt so soft and inviting. Mary felt her lips moving, trying to return each one of them. Good girl, she was a good girl, doing the right thing and everything. But it was oddly hot in the room, and they were moving so close together. It almost felt like their bodies were rubbing along one another. Like the sensitive flesh hidden under Mary's white costume was being dragged over the sensual flesh just out of view under shiny pink. Worse, Mary could feel hands kneading her buttocks, certainly not hiding. The feeling made the girl clench, biting back a moan as she felt her body begin to enjoy the massaging. Her nipples were beginning to stiffen, to press against the bra she'd tucked under her suit, even beginning to pull at the fabric of her uniform itself.

The girl squirmed, knowing that she should get away from this woman's grip. Something wasn't right here. Something was off, and with Victoria. No, no, this wasn't Victoria, it was Elegance, the very villain Mary Marvel had come to fight. She tried to jerk away as she heard those words, desperately wanting to get. "No, I can't, not here. Definitely not with you," managed the super hero. Now that she knew for certain that her mind was being toyed with, she fought all the harder against it. She would not go willingly to this woman... even if she had so far. Even though that laugh made a shiver run down Mary's spine. even as the girl's body tensed when he skirt slowly began to rise, displaying the white undergarment beneath. Like cheerleaders or volleyball players, Mary had opted to wear a form fitting pair of underthings over her panties proper.

"I'm not wet," lied the girl. Almost as soon as she said it, she could feel the moisture gathering. Her loins were beginning to flare, and bits of something gathered there. Soon it would be on her panties, and following that, well. "Let me go; I need to use the bathroom," insisted Mary, trying to both ignore Elegance's gaze and defy her.
 
Victoria could feel Mary's will....melting and submitting to her. The pheromones and her voice acting like a powerful stream, wearing away at the girl's will. "oh, Mary" she sighed and cooed into her ear "you're such a strong proper girl...you could get away any time you wanted to...but" her tongue licked at mary's ear lobe, nibbling it "but...you don't want to, do you? you don't want to leave your friend, you don't want to leave Me". The blonde finished pulling up Mary's skirt, exposing her white shorts under it.

"MM....such a proper girl Mary..tell me, you must be the sweetest girl on this planet....sweet..pure....innocence" As she lifted Mary's shorts up, giving her a bit of a wedgie, a few of the guest behind Mary laughed their approval. "you have to use the bathroom? Dear girl, you should have gone before you left.." Elegance's warm breath was all over Mary, as she planted a long hot kiss on her lips. Kissing the confused heroine, her pink lipstick on the girl sending more chemical shivers through her body.
 
That... that smell, it felt like it was every where. Like with every breath she took, Mary breathed more of it in. It made her mind swim, spinning, wondering what was happening to her.It had to be resisted, somehow. But... the words too. A double assault. Surely Mary could... but no, there was touching. it was all proving too much for the girl. Even more so, because little Mary Marvel was a paragon of innocence and justice. She'd barely kissed a boy before, let alone let anyone touch her in a sexual manner. She truly thought that the fluids gathering between her legs now were urine, and that somehow, for some reason, this woman was going to make her wet herself. In truth, it was her own arousal beginning to take over, almost overdoing it in eagerness to have the ripe young thing.

"I do want to," whimpered Mary. That tongue had felt so good, and her skirt was so high now. She could feel the cold air on her upper thighs, just under her over covering. Her panting turned into a yelp as her shorts shot up, shoving her panties into the crack of her ass. It also pressed them against her sex, which was beginning to feel quite hot indeed. As Elegance touched her more and more, Mary could feel more and more heat welling up. Plus that urge, the building, and something was beginning to leak.

"No, you need to, please, I'm so sorry, please, just let me go, I'm so sor--" the girl's pleading was cut off as a hard kiss took her lips. Immediately Mary shuddered, feeling the chemicals swirl through her enhanced body. They coursed down her lips, hitting the already struggling bits of Mary. Her nipples became rock hard, almost painfully so, even swollen against the fabric. Her inner lips were parting, bits of pre-cum trickling down into her, her pussy beginning to wet in anticipation of the incoming arousal. the lubrication certainly didn't feel quite like it did when Mary relieved herself. Indeed, it felt more pleasurable than that, and almost as if it came from a different source.

Her legs gave out, Mary's body unable to hold her as she fought through the new feelings swarming through her.
 
Elegance smiles as the young superheroine collapses against her, so unused to the feelings that other heroines dealt with all the time.

"Poor...poor Mary" the blonde woman smiled, letting Mary Marvel collapse to her knees in front of her. "That's a much better spot for you". The villianess stands over the heroine, as her minions bring her a padded chair, and she takes a seat in it, leaving Mary at her feet. "now...what are you sorry for Mary?" the blonde sips a bit of champagne from a long stemmed glass. "you came here, and you foiled a robbery! That sounds like a good day's work...you need to be...rewarded...Mary..you truly do....". The blonde pets Mary's long brunette hair "please...make yourself..more....comfortable...that uniform look so....hot...and uncomfortable...wouldn't you like to be comfortable around me, my lil pet?"

Elegance extends a long leg, her heel slipping off...and slides it against Mary, her foot rubbing the girl's torso.
 
Mary had lost. There was no point in fighting too much at this point. Struggling might very well lead to worse harm. Better to just go along with whatever Elegance had planned, and hope that somehow Mary could make it out alive. She whimpered, eyes following Elegance as the villainess took her throne. Apparently all the remaining party guests were her loyal minions, and they all certainly looked eager to see whatever was about to unfold.

"Rewarded?" the dazed girl repeated. She blinked, trying to figure out what Elegance meant. "But... you're a villain, and I beat up your men... I'm sorry about that," she squirmed. What was going on with her anyway? Could this be what it felt like to... but there was nothing here that would make her horny, was there? Unless Elegance had some kind of special, horny girl making power. That would be... odd.

The brunette nearly whimpered as she felt the hand in her hair, shutting her eyes closed tight and shaking her head. It had felt all too good. Plus, she was getting hot. very hot. Her cheeks had flared red and sweat was starting to bead along her body. The uniform... she'd feel less hot out of the uniform. But usually to take it off, Mary just let go of her powers; she couldn't do that, not here. So instead she gripped at the top of her uniform, tearing it to bear a large portion of her hot flesh to the air.

"Yes, want to be comfortable," muttered the girl, prying yet more of the white cloth off her overheated body.
 
Elegance smiled down as the heroine did as told "good Mary" she smiled, feeling herself moisten from controlling and humiliating such a paragon of innocent. "Mary, get that bra off...let me....inspect you" with that Elegance spritzed something in the air at mary, the mist enveloping her.

The patrons leered at Mary, looking forward to see Elegance break her in front of them.

"Mary, make yourself presentable to me...and then present your self for inspection...standing tall...and proud!" The blonde villain let her hand roam around her own body, feeling herself with anticipation, so that Mary would be forced to mimic her.
 
That smile nearly made Mary tremble, and the woman had only said a few words. This wasn't good, wasn't good at all. Yet she couldn't resist, didn't want to. Instead, Mary found herself reaching around, unclipping her rather supportive, plain white bra and letting it fall. Her breasts bounced free, the two nipples shining caps on the luscious orbs. Both looked as though they ached for a touch; the pheromones, words, and even the spritz helping move that along. Mary had no idea what that mist was, and it confused her even as it settled about her, enveloping her.

Present herself? Stand tall and proud? Mary's hazy mind could understand what was going on, but she still straggled to her feet. The tattered remains of her snow white uniform still clung to her. Bits and pieces of it lined the floor, her boots nudging them as she shifted. One could just see her underthings under her half-removed skirt. The girl stood there, panting, her blurry mind forcing her to look at Elegance. was she... was she supposed to mimic that? She could feel her hands twitching, fingers flickering over her sides. They just graced her.

"Please," tried the girl one last time, whimpering. Something hot was building in between her legs, furiously so. She found that her hand was beginning to drift that way. Her body knew how to deal with the lust, even if Mary's mind was uncertain.
 
Elegance eyes mary lustfully, drinking in her innocence and enjoying her corruption.

"Mary...your nipples..are so hard...you need to touch them. You need to make them feel good, you need to obey". The blonde continues to pantomime feeling herself up "you need to obey what you see..." Her face flushes from the heady exhilaration of controling the heroine, bringing her to new levels of lust.

"you enjoy serving mary, you enjoy obeying, you need to obey...your ..." and she smiles as mary's hand drifts down "you need to touch yourself for me...you need to show me how much you enjoy being a pet"
 
Just the looks were nearly enough to make poor Mary shudder. Someone had lit her blood on fire, and it burned all throughout her body. The two nipples felt as though they were about to fly off, and Elegance...wanted Mary to touch them. The girl, not sure why or what she was doing, brought her hands up to cup each of her nipples. The moment the tips of her fingers grazed the aching tip, Mary yelped. She cried out, once more sinking to her knees. As another little shockwave of pleasure wracked her body, Mary bit her lip to suppress the noise.

"I-I-I please, I," stammered the girl. She shook her head, closed her eyes, even tried to move away, somehow. All she managed was a little jerking motion. Whatever it was that Elegance did to her, it had taken complete control over the brunette girl. She moaned again as one hand left her breasts, traveling down her body, leaving an electric trail of excited nerves in its wake. The fingers disturbed little balls of sweat that were just beginning to form. They made Mary gasp, her breath suck in as it picked up faster and faster, to match the racing of her heart.

Finally the hand hit the top of Mary's many underthings. It skittered over, the girl still not quite sure what to do even with Elegance's visual display. The hand wound up between Mary's legs, shoving hard against the sex that so wanted it. With each touch of herself, the girl moaned loudly, her body bucking. Her legs tried to squeeze her own hand together, and she almost bent over to hide what she was doing. People were watching. She couldn't do naughty things to herself with them watching.

"Please," whimpered Mary Marvel, unsure of what even she was referring to.
 
Elegance smiled down at the horny confused girl, the scent of Mary's sex mixing with the perfume, watching the girl clumsily feel herself up.

"Mary, mary, quite contrary!" she giggles "haven't you ever....played with yourself? Haven't you ever....felt your fingers between your...lips" the blonde victimizer licking her lips as she says that. "You surely aren't a virgin to yourself, are you?" her eyes light up and twinkle, since she already knows the answer. Amused laughter is heard from the guests behind Mary.

"you'll need to do a bit better...slide your hand under your panties...feel how wet you are girl...feel how hot you are.." Her smile disappears for a moment "Mary...look at me" her voice sounding colder than normal "you know....you know you're going to masturbate for us, and there's nothing you can do about it". As she finishes she takes another sip of her champagne.
 
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