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Super Mom: Taken by Evil

Chapter 2

Kimberly gave her husband a sultry look as she caught and held his eyes. A thrill rippled up her spine as she slowly straddled his lap. She pressed her achy, tingly pussy against him and found he was just as aroused. His big cock felt rock-hard, trapped inside his pants, so the busty beauty ground her sex against that bulge. He sucked in a breath, hands grabbing her fine firm boobs.

“Tell me, my love,” she purred, and then kissed him. “How do you want to exact our pound of flesh from Super Mom’s sweet round ass?” Her baby blues narrowed. “We have her address. I’m sure she’s about to sit down for dinner with her loving family. We could fly over and snatch her away. Or would you prefer to take our time and savor our vengeance?”

“Good question. First thought, go over and snatch her away,” he said. “But even as her Bethanny persona, Super Mom is a metahuman and practically invulnerable.”

“True, but her civilian persona will be weaker, and she won’t be able to fly,” Kimberly mused. “On the other hand, she can morph into her heroine persona in a flash.”

“Exactly. It’ll be a helluva fight any way we look at it,” he said. “But we have blackmail material. I think blackmail. After all, you know what the Klingons say about vengeance.”

Her laugh was deep and throaty. “Yes! I agree, vengeance is a dish best served COLD.” She smiled viciously, bit her lip, and then gave him a mischievous look. “But that doesn’t mean we can't fly over tonight and scout our prey out in her lair. Maybe I can wiggle my empathic powers in for some family strife.” She winked. “Just to warm Super Mom up for the main event.”

“Lord have mercy, Kimberly. You used to be the epitome of Goodness and Virtue as the super heroine Psyche. And now you are so wicked fun.”

“Well, you of all people should know that when Good Girls go bad, we go very, very bad.” She kissed him. “Let’s call it a day. Once we get home, you can help me create a Killer Queen costume, and then…”

“And then we’ll go over to check out what Mrs. Bethanny Ann Mitchell’s perfect little life looks like. You know, for before and after comparisons.”

~**~**~

A middle-class neighborhood on the northeast side of Annarky…

“Whoa, Mom, You look amazing!” Ariana cried when Bethanny came into the dining room. The eighteen year old blonde beauty stood only five foot one in her bare feet, so Bethanny towered over her step-daughter at five foot six, in five-inch stilettos. Then Ariana shook her head woefully, long bouncy ponytail swishing. “I can’t believe you and Dad are having your two year anniversary dinner at home with us.”

Bethanny stopped to look herself over. She wore her sexiest little black dress, with dark hose held up by a garter belt. She accessorized with black stiletto pumps and a few pieces of tasteful silver jewelry.

“Oh, sweetie, we love you guys so much, so we want you to be part of it,” Bethanny said. “We’ll save the private celebration for the club.”

“So I can go to the club with you after dinner?”

“No. You can stay home and babysit your little brother,” she said, and they both laughed. “After dinner, your dad is all mine. But first, let me help you finish up dinner.”

“No. Nope. Not going to happen. Dinner is on me tonight,” she said. “Your job tonight is to primp and be uber hot Mrs. Mitchell for Dad.”

“I concur,” Kyle said, suddenly pressing up to her back and wrapping his arms around her. He hugged her tightly, while kissing her neck. “Though, I can’t imagine you looking any more beautiful than you are right now.”

“Ewww! Stop it,” little Joey cried. Bethanny’s five year old step-son averted his eyes. “No PDA. No PDA.”

Bethanny smiled so hard it hurt. Who knew domestic bliss could be so wonderful. Kyle and her two step-children completed her in a way she’d never dreamed possible before meeting that tall, dashing businessman.

~**~**~

In the far north of Annarky, in the exclusive enclave of Oak Heights…

Kimberly stood in the middle of their vast master bedroom, with a red thong dangling from her left hand, and a red pair of short-shorts in her right.

“Okay, my love, we’ve decided on the black patent thigh boots and red leather halter,” she said. “So do you prefer the thongs or shorts? Just so you know, I can really rock some dark pantyhose if you choose the shorts.”

At the moment, Kimberly wore the form-fitting shiny red leather halter top, which left almost her entire back exposed and displayed a whole lot of deep cleavage. Yeah, her large, firm tits almost bulged out of that sexy top. At the moment, a black heart-shaped G-string was all that covered her sex, while shiny back thigh boots with sky-high stiletto heels covered her legs and feet. Black latex opera gloves covered her hands and arms up above her elbows, and a black domino mask obscured her features.

“What’s wrong with what you’re wearing?” Overmind asked.

Samuel had already transformed into his super villain persona, Overmind. Like super heroines, he only had to speak a magic phrase to switch. Kimberly had the same ability, but first she had to redress her Psyche persona to be Killer Queen.

Overmind wore a midnight blue, form-fitting leather suit, with heavy boots and black gloves. A black leather cowl hid his features, covering everything but his lower face below the nose.

He stepped up closer, lifting her chin to stare hungrily at her full red lips. “I think the G-string is super sexy on you. In fact, you’ve never looked sexier than right now.”

Kimberly’s insides turned white hot and melted into a fluttery mess. She so wanted to jump his bones here and now, but they had to hurry. Middle-class worker bees had a tendency to go to bed early. She wanted to be there when Bethanny got into bed with her husband. Killer Queen had plans for them.

“So be it, my love. I’ll wear the G-string,” she said. “Let’s go.”

Killer Queen led Overmind out onto the master bedroom balcony. It overlooked their pool, hot tub, and tennis court. Behind that sat a twenty-stall stable, with all of her beloved thoroughbreds. Indeed, most of their fifty-acre estate was set aside for her horses. The fifteen thousand square foot mansion was centered on the front ten acres.

“Follow me,” she said, and took off like a bullet.

The Turned ex-heroine flew straight as an arrow across Annarky, toward Bethanny’s middle-income home. She felt the old thrill of flying coming back in a rush. It’d been two years since she’d taken a chance and gone flying about. There was almost always one or more super heroines patrolling the skies over Annarky. She’d have a lot of explaining to do, if caught.

“How adorable,” Kimberly sneered as her target came into view. “Is that what they mean by a three-bedroom, two-bath, two-car garage ranch?”

“Yes, that’s a ranch,” Overmind said. “Very quaint, but not as quaint as the minivan and economy SUV in the driveway.”

The front door opened at their approach. Killer Queen’s breath caught. Had Super Mom seen them coming? But then she noticed blonde hair and a black dress. A very sexy black dress, long legs, and heels. And her husband was decked out in a sharp-looking suit and tie.

“Where are they going?” Overmind asked.

“Dinner and dancing would be my guess.”

She reached out very tentatively with her Power. Kimberly had to be especially careful with other metahumans. Some could detect her power entering their minds from a mile away. Others couldn’t. Super Mom was a Psychic Power like Killer Queen, though the heroine’s power manifested differently, mostly making her voice supernaturally persuasive.

As the club-bound couple approached the white SUV, the two villains hurriedly flew into the canopy of a tree overhanging their driveway. Killer Queen first read Kyle’s emotions, and then Bethanny’s even more intense surface feelings. Both were excited for what they had planned, but the blonde beauty was almost bursting with love and adoration for her husband. So much so, Killer Queen figured that Bethanny wouldn’t even notice a little “nudge”. So she dug in a little deeper and stroked her quarry’s libido just a little as her husband opened the car door for her.

“Thank you, baby,” Bethanny purred, and pressed the full length of her spectacular body against him. Her kiss was deep, passionate, and lingering. “You are so good to me. How did I ever deserve you?”

“Someone must’ve done something really bad to you in a past life,” he said, and they grinned at each other.

“So disgusting,” Killer Queen whispered. She then turned wickedly gleeful eyes on Overmind. “But it gives me an idea on how best to start our little campaign to destroy Super Mom. We’re going to have some fun tonight.”

Killer Queen pushed a little deeper into Bethanny’s open, unprotected mind. She paused for a split-second to bask in all those strands of love and bliss. Then she gave the blonde’s libido another stroke, and could feel Bethanny’s mind kind of go numb a moment. She wasn’t fighting it at all. Indeed, her blissfully unaware nemesis seemed to revel in her heightened arousal as they pulled out of the drive.

Killer Queen and Overmind followed their prey carefully, staying above and behind them all the way to a local club. As soon as they parked, the costumed pair moved in closer and the busty villainess pushed into Bethanny’s head again, igniting her libido by a factor of ten. The intense emotions washed back to Killer Queen, making her breath catch.

“Is she fighting back?” Overmind asked, alarmed by his wife’s reaction. “Has she realized she’s under a psychic attack?”

“No. She’s not resisting at all, and I just got a little blowback,” Killer Queen gasped out. “Now I’m hyper horny, too.”

She giggled, sucked in a deep breath, and flew upwards at the same time to avoid being seen when the couple exited the SUV. They watched the two lovebirds enter the club arm-in-arm, kissing and giggling.

“Enjoy yourself while you can, Bethanny,” Killer Queen sneered, eyes narrowing to slits. “Your domestic bliss is about to go sour.” She dropped straight down into the parking lot. “Come, my love, let’s go inside and have some fun.”

Killer Queen hit the pavement amid a clatter of stilettos. She immediately stepped out with Overmind beside her.

“Common,” Overmind muttered as soon as Kyle and Bethanny vanished inside the club’s entrance, and he a flash of light morphed him into his alter ego, Samuel.

“Normal me,” Killer Queen said, and felt herself change into Kimberly.

Kimberly and Samuel still wore their work clothes, but that wasn’t much of a problem. They both dressed in nothing but the best designer clothes for work, so would fit in fine at the club. And the club wasn’t popular enough to need a doorman, so they entered without anyone challenging them.

“Ah, the music of my youth,” Kimberly said wiggling a little to the peppy pop beat. “The perfect place for a married couple like Kyle and Bethanny to rub their little nosy-wosies.”

The club’s interior proved dark, with multicolored flashing lights above the dance floor. It took them a few minutes to locate Bethanny’s table, and find an empty one behind the amorous couple. Kimberly enjoyed watching them hang all over each other, whispering and giggling, no fear of being overheard with the loudness of the dance music.

Before Kimberly and Samuel got settled, or even ordered drinks, Bethanny stood and pulled Kyle to his feet. They watched the beautiful blonde practically drag her husband onto the dance floor.

“Now it begins,” Kimberly said, catching Samuel’s eyes.

He nodded encouragement. “Good. Humiliate her. Make it very public.”

First thing, Kimberly pushed her Empathic Power into Kyle’s head. He felt content and happy, perfectly well-balanced. It took quite a few minutes to find even a hint of discontent to work on, but find it she did. She couldn’t tell exactly what aspect of the evening, or life in general, bothered him, but she fed it emotion, building that discontent until all his joy went cold within. And then she started working on Bethanny.

Having already played aplenty in the busty blonde’s head, Kimberly slipped in effortlessly this time around. She practically had backdoor access now. By the time the night was over, Bethanny wouldn’t be able to block her access ever again.

While she continued to cool Kyle’s ardor, Kimberly stoked Bethanny’s passion, need, and desire. She slowly worked the blonde’s easy libido to a roaring flame. Bethanny practically radiated love and desire, which ignited Kimberly’s libido as well. Yeah, it got hot in there, and harder and harder to concentrate.

“Damn, Bethanny looks ready to rip his clothes off right there on the dance floor,” Samuel said. “And he looks like he wants to head home already.”

“I know. Just wait,” Kimberly said.

Bethanny pressed up close, doing what Kimberly thought of as “dirty dancing” by rubbing her tits against him, then straddling his leg and practically humping it. Well, until Kyle pushed her back. Kimberly thought they would start fighting right then and there. All those powerful emotions spread across their faces.

That didn’t happen, but the next best thing did: Kyle turned away from his wife and woodenly marched back to their table. She followed a moment later. The Strauss’ watched the couple argue in privacy a few minutes, before Bethanny stood up with her purse.

“I’m going to the ladies room.”

“Oh hell yes,” Kimberly said, jumping to her feet. “Come. Come, we have to get ahead of her.”

They pushed through the crowd as quickly as they could, heading for the restrooms in the far corner. Bethanny looked upset, but didn’t move anywhere as quickly as them. So Kimberly and Samuel reached the far corner first.

“Now what?” Samuel asked.

“Now you seduce her.”

“Are you crazy? She knows me,” he said. “And she’ll never cheat on her husband.”

“Trust me. She’s too upset and distracted to recognize you,” she said. “Besides, you’ve changed a lot, and it’s dark. Even better, I have control of her emotions, so can guarantee she’s highly seducible. In fact, she might jump on you first.”

Kimberly watched Samuel move quickly and intercept Bethanny. The blonde tried to duck and avoid him, forcing him to reach out and grab her wrist. Kimberly moved in to counteract any rising anger from their quarry, but the emotion that flared wasn’t anger or fear. It was arousal. And Bethanny quickly tamped those feelings down herself as she whirled around to face Samuel.

“Hi, beautiful,” he said smoothly. “I just want to talk.”

“That’s nice, but I’m…”

Kimberly thrust feelings of need, desire, and fiery passion into Bethanny’s mind, into the deepest reaches of her psyche. Thrust with all she had. The gorgeous blonde immediately gasped, eyes wide. She looked shocked, but then her face softened when Samuel moved up close and lifted her chin with a curled finger. Bethanny started panting, as her skin flushed.

Lifting her phone, Kimberly activated video record and aimed it at them.

“I… I… I…am a married woman, otherwise…”

“Ah, you didn’t say happily married,” he taunted. “So you’re saying there is still a chance.”

One by one, Kimberly pushed the other woman’s pleasure buttons, making Bethanny laugh at his joke. Samuel took the opportunity to move in for the kill. He pressed up against her, and Bethanny didn’t back away. Indeed, the busty blonde arched her back to press her boobs against his chest. Kimberly smiled when her husband put his hands on Bethanny’s left hip and the right side of her waist.

“Ooooh,” Bethanny groaned, averting her face and biting her lip. “This is so sudden. I’ve never… I mean…”

“Shhh,” Samuel said, tilting his head.

Bethanny’s head tilted to mirror him, and then her glossy red lips slowly parted as she stared intently at Samuel’s lips. Kimberly heard the rush of air come out as the blonde’s hands went around the stranger. All the while, Kimberly stoked Bethanny’s passion, keeping her on track, keeping her highly and irrationally aroused.

Kimberly groaned in sync when Samuel’s lips claimed Bethanny’s in a deep, passionate kiss. That kiss rattled Bethanny to her bones, leaving her weak and confused. She felt so vulnerable, so… So sexy.

Without warning, Samuel broke the kiss, and backed up. He pulled Bethanny along with him, and she followed with a beatific look on her lovely face. Kimberly felt her own body getting all hot and mushy inside, mirroring what she felt within Bethanny. Super Mom’s alter-ego was so wrapped up in Killer Queen's Psychic Power that there was none of the proud, confident woman left at the moment. Just a dazed beauty who would fall for anything.

Bethanny was led into a dark corner of the club, where Samuel sat and guided her to straddle his lap. And then they went after each other like sex-starved minx. They made out like first-love teens. After a few too many minutes passed, in fact, Kimberly began to get annoyed.

Take her now, you idiot, Kimberly thought. Or I’ll take her away from you and do it myself.

It wasn’t Samuel that made the next move. Bethanny’s delicate hands found his zipper, and quickly fished his cock out. Then the beautiful blonde slid off his lap, and went down on him like a boss. The people at the surrounding tables gawked and covered their mouths in scandalous glee. A few pulled out phones to record it.

Kimberly grinned in triumph, but continued to record it all on her own phone while using her power to push her foe to greater and greater erotic efforts. It wasn’t long before Samuel couldn’t take any more, and pulled the blonde up into his lap. He ripped her thong underwear off, and she mounted his rock-hard erection.

“Oooooh, yes. Yes. YES!” Bethanny cried, bouncing up and down on his cock. “Oh baby, baby.”

Looking around, Kimberly tried to find the club’s bouncers. It would be perfect if they came charging in and broke it up. Both Bethanny and Samuel would be dragged out half-naked, and Bethanny wouldn’t be able to hide it from her precious husband. Instead, Bethanny threw her head back and screamed in orgasmic joy. From the look that spread across Samuel’s face, Kimberly knew he had shot his load deep inside her.

Kimberly changed up her psychic attack immediately. Instead of lust, need, and desire, she filled Bethanny’s head with shame, revulsion, and humiliation. The young beauty’s face instantly flamed red hot, and she pulled off his cock. In her confusion, Bethanny stumbled back toward her table.

Following, hoping to see a knockdown, drag-out fight, Kimberly watched as Bethanny sat next Kyle. Without the villainess working her magic to keep him upset, Kyle had recovered and was feeling good again. Still, he frowned at his wife.

“What’s wrong?” he asked. He glanced at his watch. “What took you so long?”

“What? Um,” she stammered. No one had ever looked so guilty. Finally, she replied, “The line is so long. Too long. Can we go home? I’m not feeling well.”

Kimberly shrugged. Good enough. She’d ruined their night out on the town, and really gave Bethanny something to fret over.

 “And it’s not over, my friend,” Kimberly whispered. “Tomorrow Operation Destroy Super Mom will begin in earnest.”