Your fingers run over the remote as you stand in the back alley, you spent a lot of money to get your hands on this tech. Now it’s time for its first field test. You listen to the sounds of the fighting and shouting inside the bar, it all ends with a sudden and ear piercing shriek. It’s actually her. Black Canary, also known as Dinah Lance. Member of the Justice Leauge and one of the heroines that every lowlife jacks off to in their spare time.
A master martial artist, she can take on entire waves of rowdy thugs with her bare hands. But what really makes her special is her scream. Her scream is enhanced to super human levels, deafening anyone she points it at, she can even send people flying backwards with it. But that’s basically all she’s got.
You look up as you hear the rear door open and a sexy young woman emerges. Long blonde hair flows down her back, piercing blue eyes look around the alley, her white skin glows in the moonlight. You can really see her impressive bust size and puffy ass. She is wearing her standard costume: black heels, grey stockings, black leotard that cuts off at her cleavage, and a long sleeve sports coat that only goes down to her hips.
“That was relaxing.” she says to herself as she starts to walk away. You smile and press the button. Black Canary freezes still, her mind filling with static as her body goes numb. She doesn’t say a word as you emerge from the shadows. Her blue eyes are locked straight ahead and she looks to be completely oblivious of her surroundings.
“If you can still hear me in there, you won’t be trapped much longer. I just need to make…a few adjustments to your mind.” you smile as you caress her cheek. “What a looker.” you say as you press a computer chip to Dinah’s neck. You watch as it burrows into her skin and after a few moments, your tablet signals that it has successfully integrated itself with her spine and brain.
“Before I erase your current personality, I’ll tell you what’s going on.” you smile at the frozen woman. “I heard about that fiasco at the Glamour Slam. The underground fight club. How the boss used your own Justice League communicators to control your minds and make you fight for her clients amusement. I’ve repurposed that technology, but only to allow me to install a much more permanent solution.” you say as you pace around Dinah, admiring her sexy body.
“The chip embedded in your spine makes you my property. I can control your thoughts, body, and emotions. You no longer have free will.” you continue with a smile. “Don’t worry. It will be a painless experience. You won’t even remember how you used to be.” you finish and point the remote at the heroine. “Goodbye, Miss Lance.” you say and press the button.
You watch as Black Canary’s stiff body starts to shake and her eyes roll back. The chip is rewriting her mind and making her obedient and submissive to your wants and desires. She will be your puppet. Your slave. Your lower half gets excited as you watch the heroine spasm and shake.
Finally, she stops and her head slumps forward. “Black Canary?” you ask the blonde. She slowly raises her head. Her eyes back to normal and she smiles. “Yes, ${Your Name}? How can I help you?” she asks. You smile, it worked.
The heroine known as Black Canary was now just an empty puppet. No will of her own. No thoughts but the ones you allowed her to have. “I was thinking we could have a quickie in this alley. I’ve got a lot pent up.” you smile as you push Dinah against the wall. She smiles and starts messing with your belt. “I would love to help you get off. Just tell me what you want.” she says as your boner springs free. You