Freedom (Patreon)

You've beaten this villain's henchmen, and the villain surrenders. Taking them in doesn't go so smoothly.

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The villain held up their hands in surrender, and, knowing they were giving up, you stopped your punch, grabbing them instead. As you held them close, they laughed, and began to talk to you. “Don’t you want to be free, hero? Free to do what you really want to do?”

Their voice had a softness to it, that made you want to listen more. It drowned out the sounds of their grunts, groaning on the floor. “Yeah? We both know what you want. So why are you holding back from it?” Their body against yours felt very… Dangerous.

But you couldn’t bring yourself to push them away. “Let go of your inhibitions, hero. Join me, and submit.” Sub-submit? What? “I know you want to be mine, so why shouldn’t you get what you want?” Their voice had a hold of your mind. Just as surely as you held their body.

You nodded, ever so slightly, though you couldn’t say why. “Exactly. Just give in. Just submit. You’ll feel so good, being free of thought. Free of self control.” That did sound nice. You were so tired. Keeping the city safe was so much work. You sagged slightly in their arms.

When- when had they gotten free? How were they holding you now, in a tender embrace? “You can just give yourself up to my control.” Their eyes glittered, their willpower pouring into you. “Doesn’t that sound so much better?” You nodded, and they smiled. “Exactly, toy.”