Birds of Prey - Twisted Desire Ch. 10

"Motherhood!" She cried out, presenting herself as the pinnacle. "The greatest achievement of a woman's existence!"

"Yes, mistress!" The gathering answered as one, their voices resounding against the high ceiling of the chamber.

Candlelight flickered all around, but what glittered the brightest were their eyes - all of them set on Vivian and Matthew. Admiring. Adoring. Idolizing.

Vivian drank it in. All of her subjects, the disciples of her new paradigm - the only true paradigm. But out of all of them, Vivian found her eyes drawn to her most recent quarry: the Birds of Prey.

To one side, Vivian spotted Barbara Gordon - the redhead who wore the mask of Batgirl. Barbara was nestled comfortably in Andrew Westfield's lap, naked and well-fucked like every other woman in the chamber. She seemed so small and slender compared to Westfield's more impressive musculature. It made Vivian wonder how the girl ever considered pursuing a career in superheroics in the first place.

But that was in the past now. Vivian had shown Barbara a new path. A better path. One that the redhead seemed most pleased to experience, judging from the look of content on her pretty, rosy face.

Vivian turned her eyes straight ahead, seeing Dinah Lance and Helena Bertinelli - the Black Canary and the Huntress. They had fought crime together on the streets of Gotham, a childish attempt to compete with the likes of the Batman. But now they would join Vivian as Matthew's women - a young man so gifted as her husband couldn't be sated by one woman alone.

Batgirl. Black Canary. Huntress. All three were women who thought they could defeat their own nature. Living miserable lives of conflict and stress, struggling in vain for the right to act as men. Vivian couldn't help but feel an overwhelming sense of triumph. She had saved these women from themselves. But more than that, these caged birds offered up so much potential.

With the things these new inductees knew, the connections they had in their old lives... the Kingston Brotherhood now had an opportunity like nothing that came before.

...But that would be for later.

Vivian strode forth on bare feet to the edge of the dais. She smiled as her beloved Matthew came up beside her. Together they stood tall over Vivian's new sister-wives. Dinah and Helena remained on their knees, staring up at them both with eager eyes.

The Amazon allowed a devious smile to curl her full, red lips. She might now share Matthew with these two women, but that did not mean that they were equal.

Vivian reached forward, running her fingers through Dinah's blonde locks. The Black Canary's eyes fluttered shut, a soft sigh flowing free. Vivian's smile grew.

"Soon, you both will know the gift of creating life with Matthew." She told them both, her words coming like velvet.

Dinah and Helena stirred in excitement, rising onto their knees.

"What do you wish of us?" Crooned Helena, ever the most eager of the three - though she had known the Brotherhood's touch the longest.

"We'll do anything you say." Dinah urged, her voice heavy and laced with need.

Vivian watched their eyes, searching for any sign of resistance - of anger or fury frothing underneath the veneer of happiness and lust. She found none and was pleased.

Her hold over the new subjects was complete. The black stone's magic once more proved unbreakable. If a superheroine's will could be overcome... then there were none in the world that could stand against Vivian's perfect future.

Vivian turned and beamed with joy at her husband. Matthew grinned in return, though she caught a hint of that cocky satisfaction she so adored from him. Then she glanced down, noting his half-hard cock hanging between his legs. The thick, veiny length was smeared with leftovers of their joining, her juices and his own seed. So too was she reminded of the sloppy sight her own pussy must have made.

A delightfully debauched idea entered her mind right then.

"Our husband has made a mess of us both." Vivian told Dinah and Helena. She drew her hand from the blonde's head, toying with a lock of her hair. She gave her sister-wives a warm smile as she spread her legs. Beside her, Matthew did the same. "Clean us."

Helena went to work without hesitation, diving forward to take Matthew's glistening cock into her mouth. The raven-haired woman moaned deeply, savoring the taste of Vivian and their husband mingled together on her tongue.

Dinah took a moment longer to begin. The blonde stared at Vivian's cream-filled cunt, breathing in deep. But then she dove in, just as Helena had. Vivian sucked in a gasp, shivering as she felt Dinah's tongue grace her silken lips.

Vivian reached down, cradling Dinah's head as she rolled her hips into the blonde's working mouth. The Amazon moaned, low and deep, enjoying the bliss of her tongue lapping deep into her overflowing cunt.

Dinah, ever so dutiful, drank it all down - Vivian's juices and the excess cum. All the while, moaning like a good little whore. The best kind. The kind that knew her place.

Vivian let out a delighted laugh, savoring the pleasure but overwhelmed by the joy of absolute triumph. Because as she looked down into Dinah's blushing face, she saw into her bright, blue eyes.

The creature that stared back was a woman driven only by love

...and her twisted desire.

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