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Lady Wrath: A Very Wrathful Christmas

Synne City Super Heroines in Peril Non Canon Short

By JK Waylon

Daul Manor, out back at the ponygirl barn…

“I love the smell of Christmas in the air.”

It was starting to get cold in Synne City. The leaves had already changed color and fallen off. The hardwood forest surrounding the barnyard looked gray and bleak. The only splash of color came from her rig. The new “Christmas sleigh” was bright red and green. And it was pretty large as ponygirl buggies went.

But Lady Wrath had a team to pull that sleigh.

“I wish it would snow,” she said. “A sleigh ride through the snow on Christmas Day would be perfect.”

The six ponygirls covertly slanted worried looks at their mistress. The cold didn’t affect Lady Wrath while dressed in full super villainess all black leather: black leather corset body suit, pantyhose, opera gloves, and thigh boots. A wide black belt wrapped around her tiny waist, which was her Object of Power. With her waist length black hair, baby blues eyes, and busty body, Lady Wrath looked like a kickass Playboy Bunny. All she needed were bunny ears and a fluffy white tail.

The six ponygirls were similarly dressed, except as reindeer. The body suit they wore was cut exactly like their mistress’s suit, with the same plunging neckline held closed by a crisscrossing cord, but was brown. Their pantyhose was a few shades lighter black, while their opera gloves and thigh boots were a medium brown. Wide leather collars encircled their slender throats, with bright red “dog tags” bearing their names. They wore antler headbands.

None of the ponygirls were empowered, though three of them were Amazons. Lady Wrath looked the six beauties over, all hot and tingly inside. She loved ponygirl training days. The ponygirls, not so much. Well, both Toni and Ana did appear to get off being sexy ponygirls completely under their mistress’ strict discipline. And Dominika always enjoyed being the bottom more than she would admit.

“Stay in character,” Lady Wrath warned when Toni dropped her arms and just stood there. The former mob boss quickly assumed her ponygirl pose: hands held up before her and back slightly bowed.

“It’s feeling an awful lot like Christmas, don’t you think, my pets?”

The six ponygirls all nodded, while their eyes widened. Lady Wrath grinned at them. All were once her blood enemies, but now served her with absolute obedience. She’d never trained them all at once like that. At most, she’d trained the three Rubashkin sisters together. Blonde, busty Anastasia was her favorite ponygirl of them all, since the once proud Russian Amazon loved being a submissive, obedient ponygirl almost as much as Lady Wrath. Toni Ripa came a close second. The others weren’t terrible at it, but didn’t put their hearts into pony play. They just went through the motions. But then, forcing them to do things they hated was half the fun.

“I want Sylvia and Toni side-by-side,” Lady Wrath said. “Sofia and Paige will be in front of them. And leading the team will be Ana and Dominika.”

The two oldest Rubashkin sisters were constantly competing, so would set a good pace. She might even have to rein the blonde and redhead in a little, as each sister tried to outperform the other.

“Now let’s get you girls hooked up,” the raven-haired beauty said, starting to get excited. “I can’t wait to take my Christmas sleigh out for a test run.”

~**~**~

Stilettos echoed through the two-story Great Room. Five sets of eyes watched their leader, wearing little more than gold nipple shields and lots of gold chains. Curiosity spread across beautiful, feminine faces. Synne City’s City Witch, Asha Dangar, stopped before them and struck a sexy pose. She wasn’t trying to be sexy, it just came naturally to Amazons, and especially to super heroines.

“Good morning, Angels,” Asha said and smiled.

“Good morning, Asha,” the five busty beauties said in unison.

Asha lifted a curious brow. At least they didn’t call her “Charlie” again.

The witch thought of them as Team Angel. They thought of themselves as the Angels of Justice. The general public didn’t really know they existed, and Asha hadn’t informed the city or police of the team, either. They were Asha’s ace in the hole. Her semi-secret super-powered undercover agents. As such, they didn’t wear skimpy super heroine costumes. Instead, they wore full-body leather uniforms. Not catsuits. Uniforms, but most of their work was done in street clothes.

“I called you here today because we might have a rare opportunity,” Asha said. “With the advent of the holidays, and specifically Christmas, the Daul Family has mellowed out.”

“What does that mean?” Gold Angel asked. The beautiful African-American with blonde dyed hair wore a white uniform, with golden side panels and stiletto knee boots. “Everyone mellows, as you say, a little this time of year. The Daul Family is still conducting their illegal businesses, prostituting women, manufacturing and selling drugs, and sometimes breaking the legs of those that dare to defy them.”

“I was thinking more in terms of their lovely leader, Lady Wrath. All indications are she’s very into Christmas, and is neglecting day-to-day operations to prepare for the holiday,” the witch said. “Her empowered minions haven’t been seen since before Thanksgiving.” She smiled. “If Barbara Daul has dropped her guard due to her love of all things Christmas, who are we to ignore that and leave her be?”

“You’re right,” Pink Angel said, the Team Leader. “But why do you want to throw us at Lady Wrath? Aren’t the city’s super heroines better suited for this type mission?”

“They are,” Asha said. “But Lady Wrath keeps close tabs on the city’s heroine corps. She might be able to detect something is up; whereas, you Angels aren’t on her radar.”

Pink Angel looked unconvinced. She knew Lady Wrath well, but from years back. Pink was the former super heroine called Spectre. The blonde Angel was the city’s premier super heroine during Lady Wrath’s apprenticeship and rookie year as Ms Amazing. But both were captured by evil men, five years apart, who cast Spectre into sexual slavery, while Ms Amazing was brainwashed and corrupted, turning her into Lady Wrath.

“I suggest we scout the situation out before committing ourselves to capturing Lady Wrath,” Jade Angel said. The Chinese-American beauty pointed at the redhead and Latina. “I volunteer Red and Blue to go scout them out.”

“Thanks,” Red Angel said. “I love you, too.”

“I appreciate the offer, Jade,” Asha said, shaking her head. Jade, Red, and Blue all grinned at her. “But I think I’ll take on that task. My magic will allow me to penetrate Daul Manor’s defenses easier, with less chance of being spotted.”

“And I’ll go with you,” Pink said. “I’ve never been to Daul Manor. I hear it’s lovely.”

“It is,” Asha said. “If you’re into over the top displays of wealth and power.”

“I am,” Pink said. She winked at the Indian-American beauty. “I’m an American. I have no realistic chance of gaining such wealth and power, but I still dream big.”

~**~**~

Lady Wrath sat in the sleigh, thigh-booted legs crossed, reins in gloved hands. She was moving at a nice clip. Her sexy “reindeer” girls were doing a splendid job pulling while maintaining their sexy high-stepping trot. Instead of the clop-clop of hooves, the predominate sound was the crunch of feminine footsteps on the all-weather gravel forest path.

“They need jingle bells,” she whispered. Lady Wrath considered it a moment, and then smiled. “Yes, jingle bells around their ankles and wrists would be perfect.”

They rounded the last bend in the path. The red barn with white trim appeared before them in the distance. It was a small barn, downsized for ponygirls instead of horses. She also had horses on the estate, but that barn was on the other side of the main house. She didn’t share her ponygirl hobby with many.

I need to have Elsa put me through my paces once or twice before Christmas, she thought, getting the warm fuzzies at the prospect of being completely dominated and controlled. She’s the only one here that understands how to play me.

As they grew near, Lady Wrath spotted first her on-staff ponygirl trainer, Elsa Martin, and then her top lieutenant, Kelsey Hardy. While the platinum blonde trainer stood waiting dressed like an English fox hunter, in red jacket, tan riding pants, and tall riding boots, redheaded Kelsey looked stunning in a pink blouse, red pencil skirt, and pink stiletto pumps. Her long flame red hair was pulled back in a pompadour ponytail. Kelsey was feminine perfection, with the strength to tear a car in two.

“Have you ever seen anything sexier?” Lady Wrath asked as she reined in before the other two women. “I barely had to use the whip. They are all just so lovely and obedient.”

Kelsey (AKA Dynamo) shrugged. “I’m not into the pony play thing, but they do look sexy.”

Lady Wrath dismounted and joined the other two women. Elsa cringed back so slightly the boss lady almost didn’t notice. Yeah, Elsa didn’t have any more say about “working” for billionaire businesswoman and mob boss Barbara Daul than the six ponygirls harnessed to the sleigh. Barbara made Elsa a job offer she didn’t dare refuse.

“So you are doing all this just for Christmas, Barbara?”

The raven-haired, blue-eyed arch villainess slanted a bemused look at the beautiful redhead.

“Of course, Kelsey, just because we switched sides and turned to evil doesn’t mean we aren’t allowed to love and celebrate Christmas,” Lady Wrath said.

“I don’t know,” Kelsey said. “I was kinda counting on Santa spanking me for being a bad girl this year.”

“And everyone thinks I’m the kinky one just because I enjoy BDSM and pony play,” Lady Wrath said, shaking her head.

“We all have our vices,” Kelsey said. She shrugged. “I get off thinking about an old man spanking me. Is that so wrong?”

“Works for me,” Lady Wrath said. She glanced at the panting ponygirls and the sleigh. “So, why don’t we go for a little joy ride while we discuss business? I also need to speak to you about how I want the house and grounds decorated.”

Kelsey’s smile was forced. “Okay. Whatever you want, boss.”

Lady Wrath wrapped an arm around Elsa. The beautiful blonde tensed. So she kissed Elsa on the corner of her mouth.

“Poor Kelsey. No Christmas spirit at all in that girl,” she purred. “Not like you and me, right?”

“Right, boss,” Elsa said.

“You know you’re my favorite,” Lady Wrath asked, voice dropping an octave.

Kelsey rolled her eyes. Elsa swallowed hard. Her eyes widened.

“I am?”

“Yes. I lurve you so much. You whip and spank me so well when I’m a naughty little ponygirl,” she purred, and kissed her again. “I’ll come back tonight, after dinner. I want to you dress me up all pony sexy, and then we’ll make love all night long. Sound like fun to you?”

“Yes, ma’am. I c-can’t wait.”

“Good girl,” Lady Wrath said, and headed for the sleigh. “Come, Kelsey. Let’s go for a joy ride. Elsa, I want you to find me some Christmas jingle bells for my ponygirls… No, my reindeer girls.”

Lady Wrath walked straight over to Anastasia. Her middle Rubashkin sister, Dominika, stood harnessed to the blonde’s right. Despite the three sister’s different height and dramatically different hair colors, their faces betrayed their family ties.

“How are you holding up, Ana?”

“Very well, Mistress.”

“Excellent,” she said, and yanked the blonde’s top down just enough to expose her breasts. Then she yanked Dominika’s costume down. “We don’t have any jingle bells right now, so we’ll go with jostling tits instead.”

Lady Wrath went down one side of the team, Kelsey down the other, pulling costumes down to pop out the ponygirls’ tits. The three Amazons proved much more impressive than the other three, who were all gorgeous women as well.

“Look at his, Kelsey,” Lady Wrath said, pointing at the sleigh’s twin rails below. “I had these pony cart wheels installed on the inside so my girls could pull me along the trail, and down a city street.” Then she indicated the ponygirl team. “It came with adjustable rigging, so I can harness up to twelve ponygirls.”

“How fascinating,” Kelsey lied. She gave her boss lady the side eye. “I hope you don’t expect me to help pull this thing.”

Lady Wrath frowned at her. “Mmmmm. You’re no fun.”

“Right. The one time I let you talk me into being your stupid ponygirl, you popped my ass a thousand times with that damned buggy whip.”

“I was trying to teach you.”

“Yeah. I can fly. I don’t need to be pulling some stupid wagon.”

“Pony cart,” she corrected the redhead. “Anyway, I want you in the sleigh with me to help toss out presents to all the naughty boys and girls.”

Kelsey nodded, before doing a double-take. “Wait. Does that mean you plan to be in the Tenderloin’s annual Naughty Christmas Parade this year?”

“I do. Will you join me?”

“Yes. That would be awesome,” she cried. “Did you know I was in a Christmas parade twice? It was during my apprenticeship in Denver. All of the city’s super heroines walked in the parade every year. It was so much fun.”

“Shall we?” Lady Wrath asked, offering Kelsey a hand up into the sleigh.

~**~**~

Asha flew low and fast just above the treetops with Pink. The Indian beauty was barely covered at all, so stood in sharp contrast to the blonde in a uniform that covered her head to toe. Pink flew just inches from her, so they were constantly bumping into each other. The Angel had to be that close so Asha’s magic would hide her from the security cameras the Daul Family had installed all around their perimeter. Indeed, that perimeter extended two miles out from Daul Manor, most of the cameras secretly installed without the city or homeowners knowing about it. While the two heroines were clearly visible to the naked eye, Asha’s magic made her invisible to cameras, radars, and motion sensing devices.

They slowed as they approached Daul Manor, dropping closer to the ground. Asha led them into the bulbous, bare branches of a massive oak’s winter canopy, and came to a hovering stop. Daul Manor and her exquisitely manicured grounds lay before them. Asha’s keen brown eyes quickly picked out the five, two-man patrols on the grounds. Two teams had attack dogs. All of the guards carried automatic weapons and stun guns.

While the assault rifles were useless against empowered super heroines, the stun guns could take down about two-thirds of all super heroines. Some heroines, like Asha and Ms Justice, were totally unaffected by stun guns. Others dropped like rocks when zapped.

“Are you vulnerable to stun guns?” Asha asked.

“Yes,” Pink said. “But my leather uniform should protect me well enough.”

Asha studied the grounds a moment longer. “Let’s swing around to the other side. For some reason all of the roving patrols are over here.”

“I noticed. That’s odd.”

Asha grinned. “It’s good for us. I’ve been watching and researching Lady Wrath. So my understanding is that when she is over playing kinky sex games on her riding trails, the men are forced to stay away.”

“So what you’re saying is we might find Barbara Daul alone with a lover?”

“It’s a possibility.”

Asha led Pink back a short distance, and then around to the other side of Daul Manor. They dropped down into and glided slowly through the treetops until the red and white ponygirl barn came into sight. A blonde, twenty-something woman in an English riding uniform was washing a pair of two-wheeled pony buggies. The barn door was open, pop music blasting. It looked tranquil, with no sign of the Daul Family boss or any of her minions.

Asha closed her eyes, crossed her arms before her breast, and began mumbling a spell. It was a search spell. Since she knew both Ms Amazing and her secret persona, Barbara Daul, before she was turned to evil, the witch had a slight connection to her. If close enough, she could locate her. The main house on the vast estate was close enough for Asha to find her.

The witch’s eyes popped open after a moment, but her face turned away from the mansion. Barbara was somewhere in the forest. She glanced at the barn. A ponygirl barn. Barbara’s kink of choice. So that meant…

Asha smiled at Pink. “Our target is out somewhere on these forest trails. Be alert, because she’ll probably be the woman in the pony cart, but she could very well be the ponygirl pulling it.”

“Oh,” Pink said, cringing slightly. “So she’s really into that shit?”

“I’m afraid so.”

Asha didn’t elaborate. She knew how Barbara acquired her fetish. She went undercover at a ponygirl training facility while trying to find her kidnapped sidekick. Unfortunately, something about the young woman’s psyche made her vulnerable to such training. She did rescue her sidekick, but it left Barbara with a deep yearning for pony play.

Since the Angels were primarily created to be undercover operatives, Asha wasn’t sure it would be helpful to tell Pink about Barbara’s little emotional setback. Especially since she knew of a situation building that might require the Angels go undercover in a BDSM sex club in the very near future.

The Angels are all escaped sex slaves, so experienced with BDSM.

It didn’t take long to locate Lady Wrath. And she wasn’t alone.

“I will never be able to unsee this,” Pink said. “I’ve heard of pony play, but this is the first time I’ve seen it in action.”

Six young women strained to pull a rather large sleigh, with two passengers. The “ponygirls” were dressed up like sexed-up reindeer, complete with fake antlers. Lady Wrath stood in the sleigh, reins in hands, urging the ponygirl team to greater efforts. The poor girls all had red faces as they strained to pull the heavy sleigh faster and faster. There was a single passenger, a redhead in very businesslike street clothes.

“They are wearing deer antlers,” Pink said. “Reindeer antlers look completely different.”

“That what you got out of all that?”

“I’m a stickler for doing things correctly.”

“Well, okay,” Asha said. The City Witch turned back to their target and playmates. “And that’s Kelsey Hardy with Lady Wrath, also known as Dynamo.”

Asha studied them closely. Barbara’s Object of Power was the black belt around her waist. She almost never wore that power belt while in street clothes. Asha knew Dynamo’s Object of Power was a golden collar, with silver lightning bolts engraved on it. Kelsey was not wearing it at the moment, so she wasn’t empowered.

“Only Lady Wrath is empowered. You are easily her equal in a fight, having been the premier heroine early in Ms Amazing’s career. Add my magic, and we have a distinct advantage.”

Pink glanced at her in alarm. “You’re serious. You want just the two of us to take on Lady Wrath? Alone. Can’t we call in the rest of the Angels first?”

“No. The trail they are on goes back to the barn. She will be back at Daul Manor long before the other Angels can reach us. On top of that, the Russian Amazons Angel, Yarost, and Volchitsa are probably on duty protecting the estate, so we have to grab Lady Wrath and get out of here before they realize anything is amiss,” Asha said. “This is our best chance to capture Lady Wrath while she is separated from all of her empowered minions.”

“And we should capture Dynamo while she’s depowered, too,” Pink said. “I agree. Let’s grab them and get them far away before those Russian girls can spoil our party.”

Even with a two-to-one advantage, the two heroines swung around behind the sleigh before approaching. Asha focused on Lady Wrath. They had to concentrate on the greatest threat. That meant Kelsey might escape into the forest, but it was a chance she had to take. Lady Wrath’s capture was paramount.

As they reached the sleigh, Asha went around to the left, Pink to the right. And a good thing they did so, too. Lady Wrath glanced to her right to say something to Kelsey and spotted Pink coming in fast. The black-clad villainess cried out a warning, and flew out of the sleigh and straight at Pink. It happened so fast Asha stopped in midair.

“I will end you, Bethanny!”

Asha gasped. Lady Wrath knew about the Angels, and exactly who they were? Pink proved her mettle and didn’t hesitate. The two women flew straight into each other. Their fists and feet became blurs as they battled twenty feet above the ground. Asha couldn’t use her magic out of fear she’d hurt Pink as well.

“Surrender, Lady Wrath!” Asha commanded, and flew at them.

Lady Wrath ignored the witch, giving her only a single look. But seconds before Asha closed with the raven-haired beauty, Lady Wrath locked arms with Pink and spun the blonde around. Asha slammed her knee into Pink’s back by accident.

“I’m sorry!”

At the same time, as Pink was vulnerable, Asha lifted just little higher and kicked over her head. Her foot connected with Lady Wrath’s nose and sent the busty villainess reeling back. Lady Wrath dropped to the ground, shaking her head, rubbing her nose. Asha flew straight down into her as hard as she could, body-checking the shapely woman up against a large tree trunk.

Lady Wrath bounced back at her, so Asha threw a powerful right cross at the Turned heroine’s face. But her punch was blocked aside, and Lady Wrath slammed a fist into her belly.

“Oooff!”

“I got you, Asha,” Lady Wrath sneered. “You are mine to do – ”

Asha ended her premature gloat by head-butting her. Lady Wrath stumbled back a step, eyes unfocused. So Asha moved in to finish her off, but Kelsey slammed into her back. The redhead pounded fists and knees into the witch, screaming in rage the entire time. She drove the witch away from Lady Wrath with just her speed and fury, but her strength wasn’t anywhere close enough to take down an empowered Amazon.

Pushing Kelsey back a few steps, Asha spun into a savage kick to the face. Kelsey’s eyes rolled up, her body stiffened, and the evil Amazon fell straight back to the ground. She lay still, out cold.

Pink streaked by at that moment. The blonde collided with Lady Wrath in midair, both of their fists and feet becoming blurs as they battled for supremacy ten feet above the ground. Asha started to go help, but three of the reindeer girls charged her with angry shouts.

“The Russian sisters?”

Seeing Angel, Yarost, and Volchitsa dressed up as glorified ponygirls both surprised her, and didn’t. They belonged to Lady Wrath, after all. The witch threw both splayed hands out at the charging women. She shouted a short phrase, and…

Ka-Boom!

The powerful percussive spell blasted the three Amazons straight back into the sleigh. The impact knocked their breath out since they weren’t empowered. The sisters fell to all fours as they gasped and sobbed, desperately struggling to breathe. And that allowed Asha to turn back to Lady Wrath.

“Fuck me,” Lady Wrath snarled, and then took off flying away from Pink Angel.

“She’s getting away!” Pink cried.

The two super heroines took off after Lady Wrath. The witch angled upward, expecting the villainess to fly up and over the forest, to get to her mansion as quickly as possible. She’d have more support there, and could probably fight off the witch and heroine in that defensive posture.

“She’s heading for the barn,” Pink shouted.

Asha did a double-take. Pink was correct, Lady Wrath was flying as fast as possible to the pony barn. But why? Was there something, or someone, there that she could use to win the fight?

“Where is Ekong?” Asha cried. “Be careful of the Void.”

Pink immediately slowed her pursuit. The Void could easily turn their victory into utter defeat. Asha remained in the air, high above the barn. Pink landed on the trail and jogged toward the barn.

“I’ll go in and flush her out,” Pink said. “If there’s a Void, you’ll hear my little girl scream.”

Asha shook her head. Even in the worst of times, heroines made jokes. Usual morbid jokes, but they kept their sense of humor.

“Be careful, a Void isn’t even the greatest danger inside that barn,” Asha said. “I’ll cover you and ensure Lady Wrath doesn’t escape out the back.”

Pink crept up to the now closed barn door. She dragged it open enough to pass inside. The busty blonde peeked inside, looking unsure.

“Do you see anything?” Asha asked.

“No. It’s completely dark inside,” Pink said. “Well, I’m wearing my big girl panties, so I’m going in.”

“Be careful.”

Pink paused to look up at her. She shook her head, and then slipped inside. Asha’s eyes widened. Total silence. She couldn’t see or hear anything, and that was worse. And then the inside of that barn erupted with feminine screams of rage and fury. It sounded like World War III just broke out in there. And at the same time, she spotted Kelsey and the six reindeer girls running toward the barn. The tide was about to turn against Pink.

Asha flew down and straight into Kelsey. She powered through Lady Wrath’s minions like a bowling ball, knocking them all back on their butts. Looping back, she grabbed Yarost and threw her straight into Kelsey. The two redheads fell into a tangle of writhing, cursing women.

The fight inside the barn came to a sudden end. Absolute quiet fell. Asha flew straight up to the barn door, peering inside cautiously.

“Pink? Are you all right?”

“No,” Lady Wrath said.

Pink’s limp body smashed into Asha. Fortunately, the blonde’s head slammed into the witch’s left shoulder, not her face. Even so, pain lanced down her arm and into her chest. Asha still managed to wrap her arms around Pink Angel’s limp body, and lower her to the ground gently.

Lady Wrath flew up and pounded a knee into Asha’s kidney.

“Aaaiieee!”

The evil villainess seized Asha’s silky hair, slammed a knee in the witch’s face, and then threw her hard against barn. The whole structure shook with the impact. Asha bounced off and dropped to the ground, eyes barely open. She saw Lady Wrath coming at her, a big grin on her face.

Asha hurt all over. A pain she hadn’t felt in years. Her right kidney throbbed. Yeah, she’d be pissing blood. Lady Wrath looked tousled and the worse for wear, but so far she was reigning victorious.

Not today, Asha thought.

The City Witch exploded off the ground, flying straight at Lady Wrath. The ex-heroine spun into a fierce roundhouse. Asha altered course to fly under that kick, pounded a fist into Lady Wrath’s belly, and then turned straight up to slam a knee into her foe’s face.

Lady Wrath flipped completely over from that brutal impact, but Asha couldn’t go in to finish her off. Kelsey and Angel were upon her, cursing, punching, kicking like wild women. Yarost and Volchitsa were fast on their heels.

A quick glance showed Pink Angel slowly recovering, up on all fours. Then a platinum blonde came running out of the barn. She had a white cloth in hand, which she pressed over Pink’s nose and mouth.

“Watch out for the chloroform!”

Too late, Pink was already weak. The pretty blonde held on tight, and quickly put the Angel down for the count. Asha couldn’t help, now besieged by four Amazons.

Asha flew straight up to escape the combined fury of the minions.

“Forget about me?” Lady Wrath asked, waiting for her above.

Fierce baby blues held Asha’s eyes for a split second, before a black-booted foot slammed into the side of her head. Lady Wrath’s kick spun Asha around in midair. She moved in to finish the witch off, but Asha kicked straight up and connected with her chin.

Lady Wrath dropped out of the sky, but she grabbed Asha’s left ankle as she fell. And then she kicked in her power of flight to drag Asha out of the air to crash on the ground.

“You bitch,” Asha gasped, both women sprawled on the ground side-by-side.

“Synne City’s top bitch,” Lady Wrath said. “And proud of it.”

Four minions came charging. Asha jumped to her feet to engage them, but then Lady Wrath flew away. The witch cursed her under her breath, glancing over at Pink Angel. The unknown blonde guarded the vanquished Angel.

I should just grab Pink and fly away.

Lady Wrath slammed into the distracted witch’s back.

“Surprise!” Lady Wrath cried. “Miss me?”

Instead of beating her, the villainess seized Asha’s arms, holding them up and back so tightly the witch couldn’t wiggle away. Worse, it left her exposed to physical assault. Kelsey and Ana both took advantage of her vulnerability.

“Ugh. Ugh,” Asha grunted as fists and elbows pounded into her belly, boobs, and face.

The abuse stopped for no reason. Asha hung limply in Lady Wrath’s hold, but felt her strength already returning. The Russian sisters were sneering at her with wicked glee. And then Kelsey rushed up, grinned at Asha, and… Pressed a damp cloth in the witch’s face.

Nonono! Not chloroform! Asha thought, already feeling the terrifying effects of that dangerous sleeping drug.

Cutting her eyes over to Pink, she noticed the blonde dressed like a fox hunter was busy tying Pink’s wrists together. At the same time, strength bled out of Asha beaten, aching body. Pain started to fade as well, even as her mind slowed to almost no thoughts.

“And thus the mighty fall,” Lady Wrath whispered into her ear. “You are the best Christmas present I’ve ever received. I can’t wait to unwrap you.”

Asha groaned miserably. Darkness was closing in all around her.

This can’t be happening, Asha thought. I’ve never been defeated.

Asha’s body relaxed completely, her eyes fluttered closed, and the lights went out. Darkness sucked Asha down.

~**~**~

Lady Wrath watched as Asha succumbed to the chloroform. Out cold. She then released the witch, smiling as she crumbled bonelessly to the ground at her booted feet. Yarost and Volchitsa dragged Pink Angel over by her long hair, so that Asha and Pink lay side-by-side.

Kelsey dropped to one knee beside Asha, pulled the witch’s wrists behind her back, and bound them together. The celebrated City Witch and the leader of the Angels of Justice, the former premier super heroine, Spectre, lay face down at her feet.

“Tie their elbows together, too,” Lady Wrath said, glaring down at her captive. “Victory feels so damned good.”

“Really?” Kelsey said. “I hurt in places I didn’t know I had.”

Lady Wrath looked her captives over with calculating eyes. She had no idea what their Objects of Power could be. Pink was covered completely by a fitted leather jumpsuit, with no belt or any other item visible that could be an Object of Power. Lady Wrath had Pink’s gloves removed and found her wearing four rings. She took all of them, but there could be something else that was the Object of Power.

Asha was a whole nother animal. She wore eight rings, numerous bangles, a golden collar, a golden tiara that covered most of her forehead, and all those draping chains.

“I think Pink is probably depowered,” Lady Wrath said. “But any item of jewelry could be Asha’s Object of Power. That diamond nose stud. Her earrings. The belly ring. Rings. Bracelets. Even her shoes could be enchanted.”

“I’ll strip it all off her,” Kelsey said.

“No, don’t touch her. You might wake her up before we’re ready,” Lady Wrath said. “Besides, I don’t want to take the chance of losing a single item in the woods. We’ll keep her under control with chloroform. Once safely in the house, then we can strip her down to bare fuck meat.”

Lady Wrath called Elsa over, thanked her for her help, and then commanded she take the reindeer girls back to the sleigh, get them harnessed up, and bring the sleigh back to the barn. The Russian girls followed the platinum blonde trainer with slumped shoulders and lowered heads. Back to the grind.

She used her foot to roll first Asha, then Pink Angel onto their backs. They looked to blissful, so beautiful. Yeah, she would enjoy breaking their spirit, brainwashing their beautiful minds, and subjugating their will for the rest of their lives.

Former super heroine friends, now new minions.

“Pink used to be my friend, Spectre, Synne City’s premier super heroine during my apprenticeship. Spectre was captured and hidden away in Pimp Daddy’s Party Town, on the super heroine floor for like five years. Apparently, she missed the life of a super heroine. Big mistake on her part.”

“Absolutely,” Kelsey said. “But good for us. We’re about to add another Amazon to your stable of minions. And soon you will have a very obedient witch as a minion as well.”

“That’s what I’m most excited about,” Lady Wrath said. “Pimp Daddy has proven witches can be broken, brainwashed, and Turned to the other side. And I will Turn Asha Dangar.”

Both captives began to stir before the sleigh returned, so Lady Wrath pressed a chloroform-soaked to Asha’s face, while Kelsey did the same to Pink. A few minutes later Elsa returned with the sleigh and obedient team of ponygirls.

Lady Wrath ordered both bound captives placed into the sleigh. Then she took up the reins. Kelsey sat in back with the chloroform to keep the captives unconscious. Heroines might go under extremely fast and easy, but they woke up from chloroform just as fast.

“We’re going up to the house’s back door,” Lady Wrath said. “On Vixenov, Prancerov, and Blitzenov.”

“Um, those aren’t Russian names,” Ana’s rich, slightly accented voice said.

“But you knew I was addressing you,” Lady Wrath said. “Sorry, I’m the boss. You can’t cancel me.”

The women all giggled. Lady Wrath felt so alive, so badass. She just captured the one heroine everyone considered uncapturable: Asha Danger. The City Witch was so powerful, so confident, that she actually went by her real name. No one knew where she lived, but otherwise she paraded around half-naked every single day, without fear, confident her in magic to handle any attack. And a few had made plays to capture or kill her, too. All failed quickly and miserably.

“Merry Christmas to me,” Lady Wrath said, standing as the sleigh sped up the trail. “I can’t wait to unwrap my two presents.”

The trail up to the main house twisted through the thick forest, and then the sleigh and team of beautiful reindeer girls burst out of the forest and rushed across the manicured grounds to the mansion’s back door. Their stilettos clattered like sexy little designer hooves on the tiled terrace.

The Void Ekong Mbachu came out to meet them with eight big, buff goons. Lady Wrath ordered two of them to carry the unconscious beauties down to her BDSM dungeon. Connor threw Asha over his shoulder, and Ekong tossed Pink over his shoulder.

“Ekong sure does like blondes,” Kelsey said.

“I’ve noticed,” Lady Wrath said. “Come along, boys. A good time is about to be had by all.”

“I love victory gangbangs,” Kelsey said. “They feel like… Victory.”

“You need to work on that.”

Elsa was ordered to take charge of the team and return the sleigh to the barn. The six of them belonged to Elsa until the ponygirl trainer released them. Yeah, they weren’t happy, but obeyed.

The servants’ stairs off the kitchen went both up and down. They took those stairs down to the sprawling game room, and then to the large BDSM dungeon. The men relaxing in the game room followed them into the dungeon.

“This is turning into a Christmas party,” Lady Wrath said. “Give me some Christmas music.”

Lady Wrath had the two vanquished vigilantes laid atop tables. And then she and Kelsey stripped first Pink Angel, and then Asha. Stripping the witch out of her “Dejah Thoris” costume was a lot more fun, since it was just removing jewelry.

“I knew she had pierced nipples!” Kelsey said, and then leaned over to kiss and suck on a naked nipple. “There was no way all that heavy gold was staying in place with fashion glue.”

Lady Wrath ordered both captured Amazons strapped to side-by-side St. Andrew’s Crosses. She paused to look over her prizes, so beautiful with such spectacular bodies. Her men were practically trembling with anticipation of the good times to come. Ekong couldn’t restrain himself, sliding a hand between Pink Angel’s spread legs. The African mobster stroked her satiny smooth inner thigh, slowly getting closer and closer to her glistening nether lips.

Asha started to groan. A moment later, her head began to rock as she struggled to consciousness. Pink began to stir when Ekong’s hand finally reached her pussy, and started rubbing circles around those hot, slick folds. Lady Wrath pressed up close to Asha, one hand dropping to the witch’s sex.

“Her pussy is so pretty,” Lady Wrath purred, her other hand stroking Asha’s lovely face. “Completely bare. Not a hair or any stubble to find. I bet she uses magic to depilate her pussy.”

Lady Wrath kissed warm, red lips, which made Asha’s eyes flutter open.

“Heey, beautiful,” Lady Wrath greeted her, nose-to-nose.

Asha’s brown eyes got huge. She looked all around, at her bound wrists, at her naked boobs. Then she looked to the side, where Ekong was kissing and fondling Pink Angel.

“Leave her alone, you misogynistic – ”

Asha’s angry outburst was silenced by Lady Wrath’s deep, demanding kiss. The Indian beauty bucked and writhed to no avail. She was quite secure in her bondage, and the raven-maned mob boss took full advantage. Her delicate, feminine hands roamed the Indian witch’s body at will, fondling her tits, squeezing her firm, round butt cheeks. She even rubbed circles around Asha’s super slick pussy, forcing a gasp and bowed back out of the witch.

“I think she likes me,” Lady Wrath said to Kelsey.

“Stop touching me, you sex-obsessed bitch.”

“Hey, I’m not a bitch. Tell her Kelsey.”

The redhead remained silent.

“Kelsey?”

Kelsey averted her eyes. Lady Wrath shoved her.

“You bitch. I owe you.”

The two women laughed. Asha took her reprieve to scan the room. Her heart sank into her stomach the instant she realized they were in a BDSM dungeon. No one took a female prisoner to such a place if they didn’t plan to do despicable things to her body. Her throat tightened, heart racing, making it doubly hard to concentrate and focus.

“Pink, are you all right?”

“Her name is Bethanny,” Lady Wrath said. She looked at her excited men. “Bethanny Baker, also known as the former super heroine Spectre. Her heroine career was killed but she’s returned as a Pink Angel.”

She turned to look at Pink Angel. The naked blonde was wiggling, gasping, and groaning as Ekong kissed and fondled her amazing body. Pink wasn’t paying attention to anyone but the African Void. Lady Wrath smiled when Ekong finally unzipped, pulling out his massive cock. Pink’s jaw dropped, eyes huge and round as she stared down at that ginormous black dick.

“If you think it looks impressive, Bethanny, wait until he shoves it up into you,” Lady Wrath taunted. “Hell, I let him stick that nasty thing inside me four, five times a week.” She looked straight into Asha’s wide, shocked eyes. “To be honest, I should demand he fuck me two, three times a day. That dick is amazing.”

“What did they do to you that made you turn so evil?” Asha asked.

Lady Wrath leaned in close. Asha averted her face. The black clad villainess smiled, kissed Asha’s ear, “Funny you should ask, Asha. I’m about to do the exact same thing to you and Bethanny.”

“Nonono!” Pink cried.

Everyone turned in time to watch Ekong thrust up into the gorgeous blonde. An incredulous expression spread across Pink’s face, her butt thrust out away from the Cross, and her back bowed. Ekong grabbed her hips, and started thrusting into her. The most pathetic, rattling sound bubbled out of Pink’s lips as he reamed her out like a boss.

The wicked villainess started fondling Asha, nuzzling and kissing her cheek, ear, and neck. It didn’t take long before the witch began to pant, writhing helplessly beside her captor.

“Merry Christmas to me, right,” Lady Wrath taunted. “Who knew you would give me a Pink Angel and City Witch for Christmas? I am surprised and delighted.” She kissed her ear. “I can’t wait to start brainwashing you, so I can start dressing you up sexy. And I will make you do wicked things for me. Make you use your magic for criminal activities. We’re going to be besties, except for the fact you’ll be my obedient slave witch.”

Asha turned to stare daggers at her, but said nothing.

“Ooooh, are you giving me the silent treatment?”

Lady Wrath’s hand dropped lower. Her fingertips started to rub Asha’s wet pussy, randomly stopping to rake her nails across that sensitive spot. Asha’s jaw dropped. Her eyes glazed over, rolling around in her skull. She looked beside herself in distressed pleasure, but trying to fight those wicked feelings.

“Tell me the truth, Asha,” Lady Wrath whispered. She intensified her masturbation of the sexy witch. “Are you a virgin? Or are you just as wild and naughty as the rest of us?”

The witch said nothing. Baby blues narrowed. Then Lady Wrath’s eyes cut over to Connor. Yeah, he was a big Irish boy. Wicked glee spread across her lovely face.

“Connor, my boy. My man. Come here and check Asha’s pussy. Tell me if she’s a virgin or not.”

Connor’s grin was pure evil. Asha’s big brown eyes locked on his eager face. Then he unzipped, and her eyes were pulled down to THAT.

“No! No! Too big. I can’t…”

“Too bad, my pretty,” Lady Wrath whispered into her ear. “I’ll ask you again, Asha. Are you a virgin?”

Asha struggled to think. It was even harder to breathe. Her heart pounded so hard she heard and felt it in her ears, but she still couldn’t bring herself to answer that question. It shouldn’t matter. She shouldn’t be spread-eagle and naked before a man eager to ravish her body. She was a witch, the City Witch, at that. She was above such things.

“So be it,” Lady Wrath said. “Probe the witch. Tell me if she’s a virgin.”

Connor pressed up close, his massive cock’s wet, sticky head poking her in the belly. He seized her head in both hands, and kissed her long and deep. Her head was held perfectly still, even though the rest of her body was bucking and writhing. The big man kissed her until she calmed down, and then he kissed down her neck. Connor spent even longer kissing and fondling her large, firm tits. And then he reached down and took hold of his cock.

Asha’s breath caught. She stared down between her heaving tits at his dick as Connor pressed it against her hot, wet folds. She proved so slick down there that he effortlessly pushed past those fleshy nether lips, her pussy opening up to him. She bit her lip and groaned when he ran his cock head up and down her wet slit, sending amazing sensations spiraling up into her oversexed core.

“I will put a curse on your if you – ”

He thrust up into her. Her body bowed up. Just that fat glans, the dick head, pushed up inside her before her tightness stopped him. It was enough, stretching her entrance beyond belief.

“Ugggh!”

“Dayum! You react like that with so little dick?” Lady Wrath taunted. “Definitely a virgin.”

“Yes! Yes! I’m absolutely a virgin!” Asha cried. Then her tone changed, and she begged, “Please stop. I’ll do anything if you stop.”

“Connor.”

The big goon grinned, grabbed Asha’s well-rounded hips, and thrust up into her with a wild grunt. Half his length slid into the witch’s super tight pussy. Asha felt her hymen rip, sending a tiny twinge of pain into her. That was nothing compared to what his cock felt like filling her up, stretching her out so much. Pain and pleasure consumed her. Her eyes rolled up, head falling back to loll around. She’d never felt anything like that before. Never even imagined penetration would affect her so profoundly.

Connor pulled almost out, a tiny bit of virginal blood staining his cock. And then he thrust in even deeper.

“Ugggh!”

“Well, she was a virgin, boss,” Connor said, smirking down into Asha’s astonished eyes. “Not anymore.”

He thrust into her, over and over, filling her overheated body with sensations she’d never dreamt possible.

“Oh, you’re feeling that,” Lady Wrath purred.

The raven-maned villainess claimed Asha’s lips in a deep, passionate kiss. Asha felt her captor’s delicate gloved hand start fondling her tits, and then begin to torment her nipples: pinching, pulling, twisting. The witch wanted to fight them so badly, but that cock was ravishing her body, mind, and emotional defenses. She bucked and wiggled, and soon began kissing back. The witch’s traitorous libido quickly took over, and she made out with Lady Wrath as she bucked against Connor.

Connor quickly fully sheathed himself in her pussy. That beast of a man then set a pace, thrusting into her, so fast and furious that Asha’s mind grew quiet and still. No thoughts filled her head. Her world was that monster dick, and Lady Wrath’s hands and lips. Soon she was bucking and grunting in sync with his thrusts. Between the two of them, they pushed Asha to heights she’d never dreamed possible. Her body came alive in a way that both frightened and thrilled her.

Yet, it was her end as well. The end of the life she loved.

Connor suddenly lost control, and went crazy fucking her. Asha cried out, eyes huge, and felt her body tensing up for something big. So big. And then her core erupted with divine euphoria. Prefect pleasure and bliss washed through her in unstoppable waves.

“Aaaggggh!”

“Asha,” Lady Wrath whispered into her ear. “Which item of your costume is your Object of Power?”

The witch’s eyes fluttered open, cut over to her captor. “Tiara.”

“Thank you,” Lady Wrath said, and kissed her. Then she watched Connor pulled out, followed by a gush of semen that puddled on the floor. Then she looked at her eager-eyed men. “Look, Asha, the men have divided up into lines, all ready to continue your initiation into sexual slavery. Welcome to my stable of super-powered women. Now, say ‘Merry Christmas, Mistress.’”

Asha looked at the men, and then back at Lady Wrath. Her heart sank.

“M-Merry Christmas, Mistress,” she whispered.

~**~**~

“Asha has fallen to Lady Wrath,” Red Angel said. “We lost Pink Angel as well.”

“No!” Blue and Jade cried in unison.

“I can’t believe that,” Gold Angel said, stepping back and shaking her head. “You’re mistaken.”

Red Angel cringed, dropping her eyes. “I wish.”

She held up her phone. A video was running. Two women, blonde and brunette, were stretched out on St. Andrew’s Crosses while being gangbanged. Men were lined up for their shot at the two beauties.

“The Daul Family’s porn site is live-casting what they call the ‘Breaking for Asha and Pink Angel.’ And yes, that is Asha and Bethanny.”

The other Angels moved in close to stare at the phone. Horror spread across their lovely faces. Tears flowed like rivers. And then anger welled up.

“I’m going to kill them,” Gold Angel snarled. “I’m going to slay them all!”

“Are they playing Christmas music in the background?” Jade Angel asked.

“Yes,” Red said. She scowled at the screen. “I think they are somewhere in Daul Manor. Probably the basement. That looks like a kinky sex dungeon.”

“Perfect,” Blue said. “We know where they are. They are distracted.” She smiled coldly. “And we have sleeping gas grenades.”

Red smiled back just as coldly. “Exactly, Carmen. We’ll take the antidote for the sleeping gas, smash in and gas them all. That’ll knock out Asha and Pink, but we’ll get them out of there. And we’ll grab Lady Wrath as well.”

“Sounds like a plan,” Gold Angel said, grinning fiercely. “Time to mete justice, ladies!”

~**~**~

“What a rush!” Lady Wrath cried.

“Five hours of glory,” Kelsey said, nodding. “And I think we broke both of them within the first hour.”

The two Amazons leaned back against a side table, hips pressed together, both still shiny with sweat for long hours of sex and debauchery. Lady Wrath was stripped down to just her choker, black thigh boots, and matching power belt, while Kelsey had changed into white knee-high stockings, pink stiletto pumps, and her enchanted golden collar, her Object of Power.

The two women watched the captured witch licking thigh boot with some enthusiasm. Asha was on all fours, now wearing a pair of black thigh boots and a matching leather slave collar. The beautiful witch was licking Ana’s white thigh boot. Yeah, Ana was in her Angel costume, sans mask. Dark haired Sofia was dressed as Volchitsa, but Dominika remained naked, save a pair of strappy black stilettos.

Thwack! Thwack!

“Lick boot prettier, slave!” Dominika shouted at Asha. “You are pathetic, you stupid slut slave.”

“I think Dominika still has anger issues,” Kelsey said.

“You think?”

Lady Wrath laughed. Poor Asha’s shapely butt, thighs, and lower back were crisscrossed with angry red welts. But she was an Amazon, and even without her Object of Power would heal quicker than a normal person. Bethanny wasn’t faring any better across the room.

The shapely blonde was straddling Lady Wrath’s driver, getting royally reamed out from below. At the same time, another man was sodomizing the busty beauty. All that while two men flanked Pink Angel with their dicks out. Bethanny was alternating between those dicks, stroking and sucking them off. Like Asha’s body, she was shiny with sweat from all the hours of nonstop sex and debauchery.

“I’m worn out, Kelsey.”

“Would you like something to drink, Mistress?” Toni asked.

The beautiful subjugated mob boss stood before Lady Wrath, hands behind her back and looking expectant. She was back in her super tight and revealing French maid uniform. It was bright red for the Christmas season, with a tiny lacy white apron over the micro-mini skirt stretched tightly around her hips. The top was a red satin corset that pushed her tits up high and made them look much bigger than they were in truth. She accessorized with black thigh boots and green opera gloves. Her long, dark hair was tousled, showing she’d been dragged into the victory celebration as well. The other two subjugated maids, Sylvia and Paige, were dressed the same way.

All of Lady Wrath’s minions and slavegirls were well-fucked, including Lady Wrath and Kelsey. The Daul Family men looked punch-drunk and happy after that long orgy.

“No,” Lady Wrath said. She spread her legs wide. “On your knees, Toni. Lick me clean.”

The hot little French maid dropped to her knees without hesitation. Her brainwashing was thorough, leaving her absolutely obedient and submissive. Lady Wrath watched with rising desire as her former enemy started licking at the top of her boots, working her way up her mistress’ cum-stained thighs. Yeah, cum was dribbling down into her boots. The celebration proved quite intense, with many men enjoying the boss lady’s company.

Lady Wrath watched Toni work her lips and tongue. All of her slavegirls were exquisitely trained to please both men and women. But Toni seemed to put a little extra something into her effort with other women.

“I’ll be happy if Asha and Bethanny are even half as good as – ”

“Halt in the name of the law!” a commanding female voice shouted.

Instant silence.

Lady Wrath slowly turned her head to the dungeon entrance. Her eyes widened, jaw dropped. Four gorgeous young women in Angel uniforms and masks stood in a line just inside the door. The one in green was Asian, with a Latina in blue, an African-American in gold, and a redhead in red. It was the redhead speaking.

“You are all under arrest for kidnapping, illegal constraint, and physical assault,” Red Angel continued. “Yield to the law, or suffer the consequences.”

Lady Wrath turned to Kelsey, who looked amused.

“Do you think it even occurred to them that we have more empowered Amazons?”

“I don’t think they’re that smart,” Kelsey said. “But I bet they’d make semi-adequate minions.”

“We might have a five to four advantage, but they are all fresh,” Lady Wrath said. She smirked, winked at Kelsey. “Come. Let’s find out just how dumb these goodie-two-shoe bimbos can be.”

Lady Wrath struck a sass strut over to stand before the four Angels. The Angels all froze and watched her, watched her bouncing boobs and hair. Quite a sight. And then Kelsey moved up to her right, with Ana to her left. Sofia joined the line to Kelsey’s right, with Dominika to Ana’s left. Five Amazons faced four. One side much more modestly dressed.

“What a salacious display of wasted potential,” Gold Angel sneered.

“Just because we’re mostly naked doesn’t mean we aren’t empowered,” Lady Wrath said. Her finger pointed at her throat. “See?” Four sets of eyes turned to her throat. “Gotcha!”

To Lady Wrath’s surprise and delight, she entranced all four of them. She would’ve been enormously pleased to catch one or two with that simple trick. But four faces went slack, no emotions whatsoever. The Angels just stared at her, waiting to be commanded.

“Another Christmas miracle, ladies,” the blue-eyed beauty purred. She stepped up to Red Angel. “I got ANGELS for Christmas!”

Her Amazon minions laughed. They taunted the entranced Angels. But the captives just stood staring at Lady Wrath. Their mistress. Waiting for a command.

Lady Wrath pinched Red’s chin, pulling a glossy red lip down. She pressed close and personal, her hips inches away from the Angel’s. The villainess tilted her head, lips parting slightly. Red mirrored her, offering her lips without hesitation.

“Mmmm,” Lady Wrath moaned as their lips melted together. He caught Red’s zipper, and pulled it all the way down. Her hands spread the uniform open, releasing a pair of spectacular tits. “Oh my, you are going to work out very well. Obey me, Red Angel.”

“I obey, Mistress.”

The raven-haired villainess unzipped and kissed each of her new captives. The entranced Angels returned her kisses obediently, but with little emotion. But Lady Wrath had been entranced by a Truth Medallion before, forced to obey and please. And she understood just how much pleasure they felt. And that pleasure colored their mental condition.

“Unfortunately, you girls showed up at the end of a long, arduous gangbang/orgy,” Lady Wrath said. “I’m afraid we’re all spent. So… Strip.”

Kelsey laughed. “You’re crazy, boss. But I like that last command.”

The four Angels never hesitated or questioned the order. Gloves and boots came off first, and then they stripped out of their all concealing leather uniforms. Last of all, they removed their masks without prompting. Lady Wrath looked the four busty beauties over with relish.

“The rings are you Objects of Power, right?”

“Yes,” Red Angel said.

“Remove them,” Lady Wrath said, moving down the line with her hand out. “Give them to me.”

Once the Angels were depowered, and their captor had their Objects of Power, Lady Wrath commanded them to kneel. Such a beautiful sight. At the same time, Asha and Pink Angel were dragged over and forced to kneel with their comrades in crime fighting.

Kelsey stepped up with six ball gags in the Angels’ colors. Asha got a gold ball-gag. Lady Wrath beamed with please as her sexy minions forced those ball-gags into her new slavegirls’ mouths.

“Thank you, Kelsey, that’s the perfect, and festive, finishing touch. I’m having a very merry Christmas,” she purred. Lady Wrath caught Ana’s eyes. The other two sisters perked up as well. “Ladies, please lead our newest slavegirls to the brainwashing chamber. Let’s get them started on their new lives as wicked little minions.” She glanced at Asha and Bethanny and smiled, remembering the previous few hours. “It’s time their pathetic little minds get permanently rewired.”

Kelsey led the way, with Ana, Dominika, and Sofia getting the six vanquished vixens up and following her. Lady Wrath watched the defeated heroines. Asha and Bethanny looked weary and dejected after hours of use and abuse, while the other four Angels were blank-faced submissives, obedient and unconcerned.

Once Asha and the Angels of Injustice are brainwashed and Turned, I will have ten empowered minions. Eleven counting myself, Lady Wrath thought. Asha gave me the advantage over Synne City’s eleven super heroines.

Lady Wrath’s heart skipped a beat at the prospect of capturing all of the city’s super heroines. That would give her twenty-one empowered Amazons. She would officially own Synne City.

“I could install myself as the city’s uncontested Boss of Bosses,” she muttered.

She headed for the brainwashing chamber. By the time she arrived, Asha, Bethanny, and Red Angel were already locked down in their training stations. Each station was a piece of BDSM furniture, called a bondage horse. Basically, a padded sawhorse with manacles and shackles attached. Asha was bound to her bondage horse, bent over it with wrists and legs locked in place. Bethanny was next in line, then Red, Gold, Blue, and Jade Angel. Once they were all secured, fucking machines were rolled up behind them. Each machine had two long arms with massive dildos mounted on the ends.

Her minions were singing a fun little BDSM Christmas song.

“We wish you a Merry Christmas,

We wish you a Merry Christmas,

We wish you a Merry Christmas,

And a sound Machine Fucking.”

Lady Wrath smiled to see all of her minions so into the Christmas spirit.

“A lovely little song,” Lady Wrath said. “But may I suggest you wish them a ‘kinky’ Christmas in future versions of the song.”

“Ugggh!” Asha grunted when Ana turned on her fucking machine.

Lady Wrath watched two humongous rubber dildos sliding in and out of her ass and pussy at different thrust speeds. An incredulous look spread across the gorgeous Indian woman’s face. And then Ana pushed the brainwashing helmet down on her head, covering her face from the nose up.

Blue Angel cried out when her machine started pumping. She was quickly followed by Gold Angel, Bethanny, Jade Angel, and finally Red Angel. Lady Wrath grinned with wicked delight. Those fucking machines and brainwashing helmets would knock them out of their trances, and those poor suckers would find themselves already captured, depowered, and strapped down for the long haul.

“Kelsey, what do you think of calling our empowered minions the Fallen Angels now?”

“No,” Ana cried. “I’m Angel. They are stealing my name. Please don’t steal my name and make me just one of many Angels.”

“Fine. The Christmas Spirit is in me now. I’m feeling generous, you can be our only Angel,” she said. “Come, Kelsey. You, too, Ekong. It’s bedtime, and I’m super horny.” She paused to watch the six captured beauties being machine fucked mindless. She could just make out the authoritative voice from the brainwashing problem filling their heads with words of submission and obedience. “I think they all should be broken and tamed enough to start their ponygirl training in three days. And then the real fun begins.”

~**~**~

Daul Manor, Christmas Day…

“Oh my God! It’s snowing!” Barbara cried, standing at the bedroom window. “It’s a winter wonderland outside.”

“Wow. Your wish really came true,” Kelsey said.

Ana stepped up and frowned out the window. “You call that a winter wonderland? In Russia we get more snow than that in July.”

Barbara rolled her eyes. They Russian sisters might not be impressed with a Synne City snowfall, but she wouldn’t allow them to ruin her good mood.

“It’s a Christmas Miracle, and that’s that,” Barbara said. “I’ll hear nothing else. Now, it’s time. Let’s get dressed for the parade.”

The raven-maned beauty led the four other Amazons into her vast closet, and then into the secret room beyond. Their dressing room. Barbara picked up her newest acquisition: A bright red Lady Wrath costume. It was her black leather costume perfectly replicated in red. Except for the pantyhose, which remained black.

She pulled on the pantyhose first, and then donned the bodysuit, laced up the front so it fit perfectly tight, and then looked in the full-length mirror to see how it hugged every curve of her spectacular body. Then she stamped into the red patent thigh boots, followed by long red opera gloves. That done, she snapped a red satin choker around her throat, with her golden Truth Medallion hanging from it. Last, but most important of all, she snapped the black power belt around her narrow waist.

“I am Lady Wrath,” she declared.

She watched as her minions finished dressing up as sexy Santa’s helpers. They all wore the exact same form-fitting outfit: tight green dresses with plunging necklines and micro-short hemlines. White fur trimmed the dresses. They accessorized with black pantyhose, black stiletto knee boots with white fur trim around the top edge, and green opera gloves.

“I got the prettiest girl squad of all,” Lady Wrath said. “Come. Time to conquer.”

Lady Wrath led the way out of the closet, through the mansion, and across the manicured, snow-sheathed lawn. Her Amazon minions followed two-by-two: Kelsey and Ana right behind her, with Sofia and Dominika bring up the rear. They all strutted through the snow like queens.

Elsa waited inside the heated barn, with Lady Wrath’s “team” all hooked up. Lady Wrath’s breath caught at the sight.

“So beautiful,” she whispered. “Exceeds all my expectations.”

First in the line was Red Angel. She wore a red bodysuit very similar to Lady Wrath’s, with black pantyhose and black thigh boots. Her opera gloves were also black. A red Santa’s head rested atop her head, with a glowing red ball-gag strapped down in her mouth.

“I know Pink is the leader, but I thought Red more appropriate to play my ‘Rudolf.’ And truth is, she is the strongest and fasted flyer of them all. Faster than me, even,” Lady Wrath said.

While Red lead the team, all by herself in front, the other four Angels were harnessed in side-by-side. Pink held the left front spot, with Jade Angel to her right. Blue Angel was positioned behind Pink, with Gold Angel behind Jade. All four of them wore their full Angel uniforms, including masks. To give them a holiday look, Elsa had placed red Santa hats on them as well.

“My favorite,” Lady Wrath purred, coming up to Asha. She bit her lip as she looked the spread-eagle witch over. “Originally, I was going to have her as part of the team, but I like this better.”

Asha was stretched across the front of the sleigh. She wore a red Santa’s helper costume and hat. She accessorized with white fishnet thigh high stockings, red stiletto ankle boots, and a bright red ball-gag that gloved just as brightly as Red Angel’s.

“Have you ever seen a prettier hood ornament?”

“Never,” Kelsey said. “What’s in the big red sack in back?”

“Presents for bad boys and girls,” she said. “Red and pink boxes or for girls. Green and blue are for boys. You girls will be tossing them to the crowd, but pace yourself. I don’t want to run out halfway through the parade.”

“You thought of everything,” Kelsey said.

“I know. Christmas fills me with love and generosity.”

Asha slanted a look at her, before struggling within her bindings. Lady Wrath and her minions watched the witch’s efforts with bemused smiles.

“I earned a lump of coal in my stocking for each of those poor girls I captured and subjugated,” she said with a big grin. “Totally worth it. Pile in, ladies. It’s time to give the denizens of the Tenderloin some Christmas cheer and delight.”

“How fast is your team of Angels?” Kelsey asked. “Because the parade has already started. I don’t think we’ll get there in time.”

“They are super heroine fast,” Lady Wrath said. “Right, Angels.”

“Right, Mistress!” the four Angels not gagged cried.

Lady Wrath watched her four Amazon minions climb into the sleigh and find seats. It was cramped with the big sack of gifts. The red-clad villainess climbed up after them, and remained standing as she took up the reins. She immediately gave the reins a snap.

“Giddy-up, girls.”

And… They stepped out amid ringing jingle bells.

“Aaaiieee! Elsa! You’re getting a Christmas bonus!”

Lady Wrath grinned at the reindeer girls’ booted feet, with jingle bells encircling their ankles. Then she noticed more jingle bells around their wrists which they shook in sync with their steps. Elsa got them equipped and trained them how to make best use of them all on the down low. Yay, Elsa.

The team pulled Lady Wrath and her sleigh out into that cold, snowy December day. The sky was leaden and unfriendly looking, but it gave her glorious snow. Lady Wrath snapped the reins again, making them go from a walk to a trot. And up the trail they went. After a moment, she snapped the reins again, and the team broke out in a run.

“They aren’t struggling at all,” Kelsey said. “Did you give them back their Objects of Power?”

“I did, and for one very good reason.”

“Oh?”

Lady Wrath answered by snapped the reins yet again. “Up, up, and AWAY!”

First Red, then Pink and Jade, rose up for the trail. Then Blue and Gold flew upward as well. The five beautiful Angels pulled that sleigh up into the sky, soon flying above the trees.

“Wahoo!” Lady Wrath and Kelsey cried.

The reindeer girls continued to shake their wrists and pump their legs, keeping up that joyous jingling as they flew toward downtown Synne City in the distance. Lady Wrath started singing:

“Dashing through the sky,

On a five reindeer girl open sleigh,

Laughing maniacally all the way!

Bells on stiletto heels ring,

Making spirits bright,

What fun it is to fly and sing

A sleighing song tonight, oh!”

And then her minions joined in, and they sang all the way to the city. Lady Wrath guided them around downtown twice, before turning toward the adjacent Tenderloin red light district. She quickly spotted the parade rolling up Cox Street. A big grin spread across her lovely face. The crowd lining the parade route looked excited.

“Wait until they see me.”

Lady Wrath turned her team toward the staging area at the edge of the district. No one else waited to head up the route. People were milling around, congratulating each other for a successful launch. And then they turned and looked up, jaws dropping.

Men and women scattered as the Angels angled down to the street. Wide eyed pimps, pushers, and hookers gawked up at them. Lady Wrath got all hot and tingly inside.

The Angel reindeer girls landed with a loud clatter of stilettos, and kept on pulling. Lady Wrath stepped up and straddled the foot board, one booted foot on the front of the sleigh, the other back on the seat. She wanted everyone to see her.

“You can start tossing gift as will, ladies!” Then to the crowd of gawkers. “Merry Christmas from Lady Wrath and the Daul Family!”

She slowed the sleigh down so her team pulled at a trot. A very high-stepping, strutting down the avenue, trot. It only took the spectators a moment to understand what was going down. And then they went wild. Lady Wrath basked in their adulation.

Her minions tossed gifts out, left and right.

“Merry Wrathful Christmas!” she shouted. “And may you all have a very Wrathful New Year!”

The End