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A Minion's Loyalty (Dream Guide x Amol)

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Dec 27, 2012
Moriarity panted as he stumbled down the stairs, descending into the underground facility that he and his mistress called home. Still gripping his long, axe-like weapon in his hands, he tried to ignore the aching in his joints. Those heroes hit really hard. Thank goodness nothing was broken and he was able to get away.

Reaching the bottom of the stairs, he strode past the rather impressive array of machines and devices that filled the large underground cavern. He had seen it all before and had operated it all when he had to. Right now though, they were unimportant. He had an important message to deliver to his mistress, though odds were she wasn't going to be happy about it. Still, it was his duty, and he was the only one left.

At the far end was a set of double doors, leading into his mistress' parlor. If you were going to make your lair in an underground cave, you may as well give yourself some comfort. Taking a deep breath, he pushed the doors open.

"Mistress?"
 
Lady Killstride was waiting in her underground base. She had the base constructed years ago to hide when times were bad. Hide from those that sought to ruin her plans of world domination. Her early years had been full of failures as it was for most super villains. But then she had rethought her whole scheme and found a way to make her plans succeed. This time around she had finally build the satellite with the huge space laser. She just needed a very special crystal to get it working. She had sent her best man to get it.

Lady Kill would have gotten it herself. But since her last super serum procedure she wasn't actually happy to be seen in public. So she worked on a battle suit to hide her body. And until the battle suit was done her minion Moriarity would have to take care of things in the field. Her last super serum procedure had left her even stronger and she had also gained some level of telekinesis to add to her already formidable powers. But it had also made her grow a large penis and testicles like the earlier uses had made her breasts larger and this last use had made them truly massice. And what was even worse she was constantly horny. Her large co.... penis was very visible in even the most loose clothes.

But here in her base she didn't bother with loose clothes. She didn't really bother with much clothes. She wore her basic suit. But she had been forced to remove certain parts of the suit to accommodate with her new physical form. Her penis and balls were hanging out and so were her breasts.

So Lady Killstride was pacing the planing room in her underground base and waiting for Moriarity to arrive. He would have the crystal that would finally allow her to start her plans for world domination and then she wouldn't need any more doses of the super serum. She heard her minion call her as he entered the room and she lit up in a smile.
 
Seeing her smile hurt. It really did, since he knew that he had nothing but bad news. He was one of the few people who had seen his mistress in her current state, and the only one who was still alive. He gave a small sigh as he limped into the room.

"I'm sorry Mistress," he said, setting his weapon down against the wall, "We didn't get the crystal. The Justice Squad interfered. All the men we hired have been caught." He winced as he knelt down before her, keeping his head bowed. "Forgive me..."

He prepared for the inevitable shouting, beating, insults, anything one would expect when you give a supervillain bad news. He was used to it.
 
The lady didn't like bad news. Moriarity knew that better than anyone. She had killed minions for even less that this failure that her second brought her. But even though she was harsh and unforgiving Moriarity was the only one that had survived bringing her bad news more than once. In her cold and twisted heart she had a soft spot for the man. She actually liked him. But she still was very angry and had to set an example. She looked at him and almost spat in his face, "What are you saying? You have failed me? At this moment.. this critical moment you choose to fail me? You worthless piece of shit." Then she hit him with the back of her hand, sending him flying across the room.

Luckily she had modified her favourite minion to be able to withstand a lot of damage. He smashed into the wall across the room. And she started to walk towards him, "You fucking incompetent moron. I needed that crystal, I fucking needed it. I trusted you and you fail me like that." Her eyes were burning with anger, "I have given you everything and you fucking fail me." One thing Lady Killstride hadn't realized before was that she usually got very aroused when punishing her minions. She had been able to hide it from herself but not today. The new addition to her physiology reacted to the violence and she was starting to get an erection.

The sight and feeling of the erection was a little surprising to the villain. But she tried to ignore it and bend down and picked her minion up by the hair. Then she ripped off his shirt. Holding him up by the hair she let the tail of her modified suit play over his torso. Small sparks of electricity jolted from the tail to the man's naked flesh. "I should just rip out your heart and be done with it." But then she suddenly let go of him and she hung her head and walked away. She walked to a large comfortable chair and sat holding her head, "Why do you do that to me Moriarity? Do you hate me like eveyone else? Do you really want me dead and gone? Are you trying to take over the organization from me?" She felt used and betrayed by those she had trusted.... even her own body betrayed her, the large cock she had was hard as a rock.
 
Moriarity knew she would react this way. The best way to deal with it was take it. She had every right to be angry. After her new formula had altered her, he could tell she was somewhat ashamed of her new shape. And now his failure atop of it.

He coughed up blood as she slammed him against the wall, his muscles tensing as her tail shocked him. His eyes caught sight of her erection, but that wasn't important now. He hung limp, allowing her to punish him. Fighting back would just upset her further.

He could not stay silent though after what she said next.

"Of course not!" he replied, rising unsteadily to his feet. The very thought of betraying her made him sick to his stomach. Not her. Not ever. "I want to help you rule the world! I could never hate you! I..." he paused. He knew what he was about to let slip, his true feelings for her. He looked at the floor, sinking to his knees. "I'm sorry Mistress..."
 
The Lady really hated the word sorry. She would have punished him further for that had it not been the for the hint of something else that was in the man's voice. And the fact that he never could hate her was one thing that she actually liked about her minion. Even when she had punished him he always were loyal. But of cause she only punished when it was needed, never without just cause.... well never without reason.... almost never without reason. "Your apology is accepted my little minion."

"But my little Moriarity. How am I going to rule the world without that crystal? I can't even think straight at the moment. It seems like most of my blood is rushing to other parts of my body." She looked at him and then at her throbbing cock, "How am I ever going to formulate a good plan with this thing hanging around. It's no wonder men are so bad at ruling the world as it is."

[color=#32CD32[/color]]"I really need to gather my thoughts. Get me some cold water and then go prepare my dinner. I'm starving right now." [/color]It seemed like the continued uses of her super serum had increased her energy consumption. She now ate what five adult males did and she felt hungry most of the time.
 
Moriarity nodded, bowing to her before leaving. It really must be hard for, with the serum putting her in that state. He wanted to help her, to care for her. As he went about preparing her meal (which was rather large, again, due to her condition), a small idea formulated in his mind. He wasn't sure if she would go for it, but it was worth a shot.

Roughly half an hour later, Moriarity returned, rolling along a tray filled with all sorts of food. Roast meat, steamed vegetables, the works. He rolled the tray before her, so she didn't have to get up. He also brought in a large pitcher of cold water, hoping it will help her.

He stepped back, gently sinking to his knees. He would wait until she was finished before asking. He would stay by in case she needed something.
 
When he brought her meal she was pacing back and forth. But the tray with the food that gave off the mouth watering smell brought her back to her seat. She first took the cold water and poured it over her hard erection. Even in the half hour it had taken to prepare the meal had her erection not subsided. But the cold water seemed to help a little. Her erection shrunk a little, but it would be unfair to say that her cock became flaccid. "Aahhh. That was better. It's just a little easier to think with blood in my brain."

Then she sat and started to eat. "So tell me Moriarity. Do you think we should try to acquire the crystal now or should we pursue alternative routes until the storm settles?"
 
Moriarity had remained by her side, watching her as she turned to her meal. "I think we should wait Mistress. The Justice Squad are going to be keeping an eye on those crystals after my attempt. An alternate route might be best." His eyes again fell on her erection, while died a little, was still pretty hard.

"Mistress, is there anything I can do for you? Anything to make you feel more comfortable?"
 
Lady Killstride nodded, it was good to have an intelligent minion. The Lady convinced herself that it was the reason why she hadn't killed him years ago. "You might be right Moriarity. We need to wait for those idiots to get lax." she smiled to herself, "Maybe we should find some way to divert their attention away from those crystals?"

The offer to serve her was the usual offer Moriarity gave. He always wanted her to feel good, he was such a good minion. "You have given me a good meal my servant. But you couldn't bring me the crystal. So unless you can do that or you can make this go away," she gestured to her huge cock, "so I can think. Then there's nothing you can do for me."
 
While it was true Moriarity couldn't bring her the crystal, at least not yet, and he couldn't make the cock disappear unless she stopped taking the serum, there was a way he could at least help with the second problem. He nodded as he slowly moved towards her, going onto his knees before her.

"Just sit back and relax my mistress," he said softly, gently reaching up and wrapping his fingers around her large shaft. With tender care, he began to move his hands up and down her length, trailing over every inch of skin, feeling every vein on her member.
 
The lady moaned as he touched her cock and began to move his hand. "Oh my god Moriarity! What are you trying to do to me? It almost feels too good."
The erection that had begun to shrink suddenly became rock hard. His hands were soft and gentle on her hard cock. It felt so nice to have her all too large member touched like that. The villain let out an audible moan as her minion started to stroke her hard cock for real. Her rational brain was slowly retreating only to be replaced by the more savage and sex crazed part.
 
"Mistress deserves to feel this way," Moriarity breathed, "Mistress deserves to be worshipped and adored." His hands stroked her firmly, yet sensually, his breath caressing her length. His eyes watched her face, loving her expression of pleasure.
 
The Lady smiled at her minion. He was really stroking her cock. She had never taken him for gay.. then again was this gay? And did it really matter what he was? He was helping to relieve some of the pressure in her groin and he was worshipping her. Lady Killstride would never admit it, but Moriarity was the best minion she had ever had by far. He was better than any minion she could ever imagine having, to him she was his goddess and he worshipped her and wanted her happy and powerful. He was the perfect servant.

The futa could feel her cock started to leak precum. Not just a little but it seemed to pour from the slit in the monster head flowing down along the cock and making Moriarity's hands sticky.
 
Moriarity's hands continued to move up and down her length. Feeling her precum feeling oozing down over his hands, he used it as lubricant, allowing his hands to fly up and down the shaft. He pulled a hand away, teasing her sack as he looked up at her, eyes filled with adoration for her. He could feel his own member hardening as he watched her face. He loved his mistress more than anything, and though she was far above him, being able to pleasure her like this was a dream come true.
 
The futa's face spoke of pure pleasure. She had forgotten all about crystals and annoying super heroes. When first she felt Moriarity's hand on her balls she was gone. Her cock was so incredibly hard that it could most likely be used as a battering ram. She could feel how the motions of her minion brought her closer and closer to an edge. But still something was missing. She wanted to cum so desperately but Moriarity's hand just wasn't enough to bring her there. She wanted more... she NEEDED more!
 
He could see his mistress straining to cum, trying to release. But it seemed like his stroking wasn't enough. He had to take it a step further. Giving her sack a firm squeeze, he leaned in, taking her thick head between his lips. He began to suck gently, his tongue running over her skin, tasting her delicious precum. It tasted wonderful, just as he had though it would.
 
The moment Moriarity started to fondle her balls and take the head between his lips, the villainess couldn't do anything but moan. This felt so fantastic. He was lapping up her precum and sucking on her head. However impossible it seemed, her cock felt like it was becoming harder and bigger. She put her hands on his head and slowly pressed his head further down on her aching member. She could feel how his tongue teased her sensitive new appendage and she knew that if he continued this for too long then she'd cum.
 
Moriarity groaned as his head was pushed down along her length, almost gagging when the tip of her cock touched the back of his throat. He pushed down the urge, slowly moving his head back and forth along her length, his tongue brushing her skin. His hand continued to fondle and carress her sack, his other hand, now free, gently carressing her thigh, showing her how he felt for her.
 
The lady moaned as she felt her hardness hit the back of his mouth. But when he pushed even further down himself she could not control herself any longer. She let out a scream of pleasure. It felt so good to have his mouth and throat massage her cock while his hands caressed her balls and thigh. She tried to speak but only grunting sounds came from her mouth. She did however manage to control her tail a little. It started to grab and tear at Moriarity's clothing. Slowly but surely his clothes were shredded piece by piece.
 
Moriarity flinched as her tail tore at his clothes, more from the accidental little shocks than anything else. He tried to take her in deeper, his throat bulging to accomidate her length. He gave her sack a good, firm squeeze, as his hands trailed higher, trying to cup her magnificent breasts. His eyes looked up, drinking in her pleasured expression.
 
She moaned at the sight of her cock buried deep in his throat. She could see how she stretched him and made his throat look extremely erotic. Somewhere in the back of her mind did she praise herself for giving him the serum that made him resistant to most damage. So having a huge cock shoved down his throat and depriving him of oxygen for several minutes wasn't going to kill him. When his hands reached her breasts she let out a moan and cried, "Yess. Squeeze my tits you cock sucking bitch do it and make me cum." her mind was going and she no longer had any control of her body or voice.
 
He nodded, her cock buried in his throat. He tried to suppress the urge to gag as his second hand reach up, cupping her breasts and squeezing them firmly. His head bobbed up and down her length, coating it in saliva. As he did this, his own manhood hardened, loving the taste and sounds his mistress was giving him. He wanted to satisfy her first. Her pleasure was his upmost priority.
 
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