She was poison. Few people knew that better than the team. Someone had been bitten, or rather had taken a bite from the poison apple. That person, inside of the team, was now Ivy's property. She enjoyed these games, but she never thought that it would be this good. The taste of the lips were delicious. She could not resist the temptation, but she never knew quite what she would actually get. Now, thanks to her hypnotic lipstick, she was inside the Justice League, well, the younger version. It still worked for her. Her pet would perform for her and even kill for her, should she ask for it. Best of all, it was the last person anyone would suspect. "Yes, Mistress Ivy, I am your slave. Your will is my will." Her slave knelt before her, willing and waiting for their next command.
"Good, now join me in my chambers. I need someone to pleasure me and you have just the mouth for it," Ivy picked up her new toy and kissed them deeply on the lips before she led them into her bedroom.
Wally ran around the base, "Has anyone seen Dick? He's been gone for a while."
"You know how he can be. Sometimes he's here sometimes he's not," Conner sighed.
"-but he's always here when we need him!" M'Gann chimed in, chipper as always.
"Entering, Black Canary," the computer spoke, announcing the arrival of one of the supervisors.
"Conner," Black Canary smiled, hiding her purpose, "it's time for our training."
Conner sat up, smirking. He jumped up and followed Canary into their private training room.
"They've been having a lot of training sessions lately. I wonder what's going on?" M'gann asked, confused.
"They've having sex." Dick said, nonchalantly as he walked into the room.
The martian stood up, "what?"
"Where the hell have you been?" Barbara stormed in and kissed him on the lips, "have you been putting on lipstick lately?" She joked around, licking the taste off of her lips.
Dick laughed, forcefully, "not really. It's something I'm trying out for our next mission. Which brings me to what our next mission is: Psimon has been on the loose lately, but he has one of our own. Now, this "lipstick" is an anti-mind control protector. Br- I mean Batman and I developed it to deal with Poison Ivy. It's still in the testing stages, so it probably won't work on this mission. I was hoping to wait to use it, but I decided against it. I would rather us be prepared rather than launched into a false sense of security. Now, most of the other members of the team are out on other missions, so it looks like it's just us and Batgirl, seeing as Conner and Canary are fucking the hell out of each other. M'gann, get the ship ready," Nightwing turned around and started walking away.
"Wait, who does he have?" Wally asked.
Dick turned around, "Cassandra - Wonder Girl."
"Now, Wonder Girl, or should I say Cassandra, I thank you for the codes to the Hall of Justice and the Watchtower. Oh, and you have a very talented mouth, keep sucking, dear, then maybe I'll take your pussy again. Ooh, this was like when I got Batgirl. You wouldn't believe what I learned from her. Fun fact, she still-"
The team burst in to see Psimon sitting down with a naked Wonder Girl sucking his dick, "well hello, team. I'm sure you already know my newest toy, Cassandra. I see you brought Batgirl. Barbara, come here darling."
Instinctively, Batgirl walked towards Psimon, "yes, master Psimon."
M'gann tried to block the mental waves, but there were none, "he must have had a trigger in her mind or something! I can't shake it!"
Dick tried running towards her, but a psychic wall was put up in front of them, "nope! No touching my property!"
M'gann tried to break the wall, but something was amplifying Psimon's power, "I can't break it! There's no use working on it, I have to keep up our mental blocks otherwise he'll get us, too!"
"Oh, sweet little martian, what little you actually know. Why I- well, how about you tell them, Barbara," Psimon smirked.
"Yes, master. Master Psimon has our minds now. He is keeping us as slaves. The more our minds are under his control, the more powerful and permanent his control is on us," she began disrobing, "you will never get through his barrier. He is more powerful than the Martian. He knows everything about us, about you," she knelt down and started licking and kissing Psimon, "it's just a matter of time until we're completely his."
"Barb! Stop!" Nightwing kept pounding the invisible barrier, hoping for a way through.
"Dick, dick, stop!" Wally held him back, "you'll just wear yourself out. We need to do this the proper way. We need to find a way around this. Damn it, we need Conner!"
"Oh fuck! Conner, don't stop!" Canary screamed, piercing the air. She pushed Conner's head further into her crotch as he ate her out, "keep it up, love, you're amazing at this!"
Conner pulled his head back, "should we go check on the team?"
Canary's eyes glinted evilly as she heard Psimon's voice in her head, "I'm sure they're fine. Just focus on me right now. Only me. You deserve to unwind and relax every now and then. Now, then, I believe you should show me again how much steel you really are!"
Conner jumped at the chance and went back to plowing into her.
The team had been watching the obscene sight in front of them for the past half hour. The two girls had licked and kissed all of Psimon's body, paying special attention to his head and dick. They rode his cock and let him cum inside of them and on them. His heightened powers gave him a lot of stamina. The team could only watch as the girls gave themselves to him. Rather, most of the team could only watch. Nightwing had other plans.
He had managed to find other rooms of the compound, but most of them were empty, aside from random notes on the team and something labelled "Red X". He had always thought of that as a name. Maybe another time or another universe, but he liked Nightwing better. Throughout the entire complex, he found nothing that could amplify Psimon's powers… unless it wasn't in the building. Something, or someone, was amplifying it on the outside. He needed to get behind Psimon. Dick walked around the corner to find what he thought just might be the solution.
It was too late, though. Psimon had three women completely under his control. To be fair, he had Barbara for well over a year. He had Canary for even longer. Barbara and Canary had been slaves to The Light for quite some time now. But more importantly, they had been his slaves. And now he had an Amazon. His amplified powers, thanks to one very helpful bug had sped up his control on Cassandra, his Wonder Girl. Barbara was by far his favorite, though. Oh how she struggled against his control, but in the end, she had been the most willing. Oh how she longed for someone else to control her. She wanted to be controlled, enslaved. It was her deepest desire. She didn't want to be free, she wanted a master. Even if they freed her, she would still come back. She would always come back. There were times when he would be in his room at night and she would come and find him, completely on her own.
"Oh, if only Nightwing knew where those lips had been. On my cock, on Queen Bee's pussy; oh it was so fun to let the Joker have her. Apparently, they had a history together, her and the Joker. She would call him master, without any mind control," Psimon thought.
He loved it. He loved the control. He loved what freaks these women were. He just let Canary give in to her desires for Superboy. The thing he didn't like knowing, though, was that he was a pawn in all of this. He knew his place and he knew that he was merely a piece to the puzzle. But what a fun puzzle it was! Any time now, Nightwing would find his way around, but he would be one hundred steps ahead of him. There was nothing he could do that would stop him. He loved to gloat to himself. He thought pretty highly of himself. He had these women forever. Nothing could stop him, not even, "Nightwing," Psimon laughed as he knocked back the boy wonder. Dick hit the wall and broke his arm due to the force.
"Go home, boy. I have no use for you, but my mistress Queen Bee certainly would. Oh, she would have such fun with you. Too bad I have to kill you."
Wally ran in at the cliché last minute and picked up Nightwing. Psimon had let his guard down to knock Dick back. Wally managed to grab him so the team could make a hasty retreat. They had lost the battle. Batgirl was lost and so was Wonder Girl. They didn't know how they would recover from this, but the war was far from over. Something much bigger was coming.