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Answer to your question: Yes Kim did love Shego in a way. That love was based on manipulation and brainwashing and fear. It's an effect of prolongued captivity. I am basically writing this as an extremely one sided abusive relationship. And I suppose in a very sick evil way Shego loves Kim as well. It takes some kind of feeling for a person to break them in such a profound way and enjoy the mental torture you put on them. And yes Due to rating restriction I cannot go int omuhc detail but Kim and Shego were lovers for a very long time.
A good plan was simple and well thought out. It had several contingencies in case one of the primary parts of the plan didn't come through. It had as few complex moving parts as possible to keep the machine from falling apart. That had been Dr. Drakken's biggest weakness. Well that and the crippling megalomania and ever increasing lack of lucidity. It was what had landed him and Shego in prison too many times to count. He had always made complex easily foiled plans, Too many parts. Too many twists and turns and too many variables. Too many things that could go wrong. That would not be Shego's problem. She was simple and direct. She made decisions easily and didn't bother with confusing and pointless theatrics. This was exactly what she needed. Kim could stew in her piss for a couple of days and do penance while she put her simple idea into motion.
Shego pulled her Square framed sunglasses down over her eyes as she stepped into the blinding tropical sunshine of the Private island belonging to Señor Senior Sr. The same self made Multibillionare was waiting for her at the end of the tarmac as she disembarked.
"Bienvenidos, Shego. It is always lovely to have such a vision grace my little slice of paradise."
Shego grinned and rolled her eyes. The old bastard could lay it on thicker than his son's hair gel. "Are you here for a how you say, social call?"
"Am I ever?" The Green woman took the arm Senior Senior offered as he led her away from the private Islands private landing strip.
"So what business brings you here. I was under the impression that you were not in the market. After breaking Contract with the Blue Doctor. You went off grid and the things I heard were impressive."
"Oh, trust me they're all totally true," Shego said as they passed under the shade of beautiful Palm trees. "I've decided to go private. I have a plan."
"I can't imagine your plans would be of much use to me, Ms. Shego. I have always been a villian … por divertido, a hobbyist. And I would assume you were wanting something a bit more … serious."
The green villainess stopped in her tracks, forcing the old man to pause.
"Don't Bullshit me, Enrique," Shego said. "You've been a villain for longer than I've been alive. Just not one of the guild style Villains. I know who you are, Enrique DeVargas Sr. You're the head of one of the most powerful Cuban Cartel's and I've come to work a deal." Shego actually saw something shift in the normally sweet and polite old man. The slouch in his body straightened instantly and his eyes hardened. He seemed to lose years almost instantly.
"And what kind of deal are you wanting?"
"I want to talk to Bonnie. I think I know why you agrreed to let Junior Marry her. I want to offer her a job. You want someone to take over. You know you're getting old and you know Junior is a pathetic failure and she isn't she's smart. And I want to teach her how to be good at being bad. And you know you want the DeVargas name connected to me. I'm the one who broke Kim Possible. I can do anything."
Senior nodded. "You make a good point. Riquito has been nothing but a disappointment. A Vain prancing bastard. I had much hope that Bonita could get him under control and she has done much but not enough. I will allow you to speak to her she's at the pool. The old man pulled Shego along the hard edge to him seeming to soften again. "You know I had similar hopes for you, Shego. You are a very beautiful woman. Imposing. Strong willed. And you did good for my son."
"I am not a housewife and I don't beard."
Pebbled pathway under palms slowly transformed into paved tile into a cool cliff-side pool. "Bonita. Escuchame," Senior Sr. said as he opened the gate to the large pool. "You have a guest." Bonnie sat up and dumped the ashes of her cigarette into the nearby crystal dish. The tall brunette latina raised an eyebrow in mild confusion at seeing Shego.
"Shego."
"Bonnie. I think I have a very interesting proposition for you." The bikini-clad girl nodded and motioned towards the pool chair next to her.
"I can get a suit for you. I know you love the sun and the water."
"Oh I do. But this is a business meeting got to keep it professional." Shego whistled at the opulent surroundings. She was quite familiar with them but she still had to appreciate them. "You've really moved up in the world. You went from snotty bitch always in Kim's shadow to expensive kept woman to a druglord.
"Huh. And you say that like I give a shit. Look at this. I get all of this and all I have to do is look pretty and keep my mouth shut about the fact my fiance is an idiot who likes to get fucked by men in the ass."
"Fair enough but I want to offer you more. I know you have some pent up issues around a certain redhead. And I am willing to let you vent those frustrations. I know you've heard the rumors. You heard what big daddy, Senior has been talking about. I have Kim. I had her the first time."
Bonnie was intrigued and Shego could almost see her snagging on the hook. The brunette girl was almost salivating at the thought of payback. "I am going into the private practice and I need a sidekick. Somebody to keep things on track."
"Sidekick? Oh you must be entirely fucked in the head. I don't do second fiddle?"
Shego raised an eyebrow at the rudeness as she watched Bonnie pull another slender cigarette from the pack.
"Oh, You sure? See thing is sweet little thing is that from where I'm sitting you've been second fiddle your entire pathetic life." Shego liked the way Bonnie's expression dropped like it was made of lead. It was too easy painfully obvious really? "Have you ever heard of the words Over and Compenating? Yeah look in the dictionary by those and there's this grainy little photo of you right by it looking like a needy little whore. Now do you want to be a glorified trophy wife and beard or do you want to fucking build something?" The expression on the latina's face as she held the cigarette between her full lips was all the answer Shego needed she had her and the first step was in motion.
Kim's head shot up when the door opened. It was loud and slow. The mechanics whirring and grinding.
Kim was in quite a state when Shego stepped into the little room. The redhead was filthy and the room stank of the waste from her isolation. She was shaking on the bed pale and helpless looking... exactly the way she should be.
"Have you learned anything, Kimmie?" Shego asked wrinkling her nose in distaste. The redhead didn't say anything she had no words. All she did was stare at the tall green woman standing between her and the door. "I wanted to learn something so I left you in here to get some work done. And I wanted you to know that without making me happy you would die in a puddle of your own piss and I'm the one stopping that. I'm the one who is going to take care of you and make you okay again, Kimmie. Now come on. Let's clean you up." Shego held out her hand and Kim took it in her own shaking one. The normally peach redhead was so ashen her skin was almost as pale as the mutant villainess'. "You're going to clean up the mess you made in your room and if you are good during bath time You will get clothes and clean sheets. The bathroom was a study in luxury. This was no temporary rental lair from Henchmen Co. This was a specialty place she had made home. The huge sunken soaking tub and sauna steam shower next to it made that clear. Emory had outdone herself securing and upgrading the place. And she had gotten it at the dirt. That happened when you had connections. Shego parked her pretty little doll princess on the toilette and turned on the tap for the giant tub. Kim sat perfectly still and catatonic. She seemed to shrink when Shego wasn't touching her. The water was a pale blue and silky with bath oil. Steam filled the room making it feel thick and muggy. Soon the tub was full of scalding hot water. No then Shego led Kim to the shower. "Let's get you clean first. Then we can soak." Shego peeled her suit off and turned the knobs of the shower stall. Then she pulled Kim in. She lathered the redhead and washed her. She was gentle and careful. She ran the washcloth along Kim's body liking the way it felt beneath her hands. "Good girl, Kimmie." Shego trailed sweet little kisses along the back of Kim's neck. In the intimate little shower stall. The skin flushed in the heat and under her contact. Then she worked shampoo into Kim's hair it was still shorter than before but longer than Shego had left it. Shego turned Kim around and rinsed the shampoo out. Look at my pretty Princess all clean again. "C'mere." Shego pulled Kim up against her body and kissed her. The kiss was hard and demanding. And Shego loved the way Kim moaned into it. The redhead couldn't stop her body from responding in that sickening primal way. She owned her.
"OOMF" Kim muttered as she felt her back pressed against the warm slick tiles.
"Don't you hate that you love me Princess? I bet it makes you sick that I make you feel so good." Shego's hand found all the slick sensitive places her little broken Princess had. And then she turned off the water in the shower. "Come on bath." Shego poured thick sweet smelling gel into the tub and hit a button that started massaging jets. Bubbles blossomed and Shego climbed into the tub and crooked a finger. Kim crawled in after her and folded herself into Shego's lap. "I want you to apologize to me. And I have decided how, Princess." Shego scooched back and slid up so she was sitting on the rear edge of the big square tub. Se raised a muscular green leg and trailed her toe along Kim's chin. "Don't stop until I tell you too Kimmie."
Spider swirled the purple sucker in her mouth her thick around ear headphones glowing in the dim light of her multitude screens. Numbers danced before her glasses as she bobbed in time to the music.
Lines of code scrolled across her right screen. She jittered, tapping a bare foot waiting for the program to finish running. It wasn't her favorite type of work. She was often bored when doing simple coding for your average black market dick trying to embezzle or steal information. She scratched her shoulder, her nails grazed the intricate spider tattoo there. Then she got a notification on her free left screen. She raised an eyebrow and clicked it letting the automatic scan check the link before she opened it. Then she laughed the yhad ot be kidding with an offer like that. Honestly she took a look at it just out of morbid curiosity it took skill to get a message to her. You had to no somebody who knew somebody that heard something and thought they knew what message boards and forums she frequented.
"Who do you know...NicoNeo? And why do you want to offer me a job writing a virus?"
It seemed like a simple virus to write. A worm to leave a high powered system vulnerable. That was interesting. How high powered a system was this NicoNeo talking? Just Corporate way below her paygrade. Military or maybe Villain? Spider checked the records of the user. Just a passive scan of their general net surfing. There were logs of work with her European contact. Emory . There wasn't much to what she could find. They were very very quiet on the net it seemed. The cybermaster rolled her stiff neck and stood up as her code finished it's run. The skuzzy two room apartment was filthy. She stepped over pizza boxes and discarded energy drink cans she couldn't be bothered to toss. Only her Machines were in pristine condition. They were spotless and dusted as they hummed near silently. She was intrigued as she pulled out her phone. She wouldn't establish contact if they were serious and knew her reputation they would contact her again and this time make it worth her while. She'd have to talk to Emory about the way she used her references. A few too many contacts were coming throug her. She was keeping a low profile. Doing a lot of proxy stuff keeping a low key other than work. Her last safehouse had been compromised she was not going to risk that again. Thogh she was glad to know that it had been Jack Hench's shortcoming not her's.
The specialist pulled her baggy T-shirt over her head and tossed it to the floor. All she had to do now was ship her little program baby to the client and then maybe she'd raid a little in World of WizardWar. Test out some of her latest hacks and see if she could plvlv a few of her party members.
"Are you certain Mr. Load?" Dr. Director said. " You do recognize the importance of this correct?"
The young black man rolled his eyes on the screen in equal thinly veiled insult.
"Yes, Dr. Director. This isn't my first sting. I know how to talk to her. It's not like I'm a super genius you pay to do this kind of thing or you know, not a child anymore. If she comes into the raid I'm supposed to message her and use my guild connect to proposition some "unerground codes for enhanced gameplay basically ask if she wants to write cheats with me. Just see if I can find and in so I can track or at least get an idea of how to track her systems."
"Well then enjoy your game, Mr. Load. We're waging war on two fronts here. We have already propositionedh er via the message through our mole . Hopefully this will work. Our only consolation is that she is unlikely to kill Ms. Possible."
Shego felt the comfortable companionable weight of Kim at her side. The redhead was simply resting in the afterglow. "You were very very good, Today Princess. I think you are working very hard to say that you're sorry for leaving me when I was so good to you. I know somewhere you still love me and you just made a mistake. And I know you've very sorry for throwing me into that tower and hurting me. You are very sorry aren't you?" Shego's hand traced the jagged scars where she had sliced her name into Kim's skin. Perhaps she should do it again. She liked seeing that the broken little princess belonged to her completely. She kissed the top of Kim's head smelling her hair. It smelled like her now. Her favorite soap and bath oil. She stood up from the bed with the fresh clean sheets in the thoroughly cleaned room. "If you are just as good tomorrow you will get even more privileges. And you will get to make me happy Kimmie. And that's all you really want isn't it? All you want is to make me happy right?"
"Yes, Shego. All I want to do is make you happy. I want you to forgive me. I promise I won't hurt you again." The green woman was languid and felt warm from fresh pleasure.
Good Kimmie. That;s all that matters. Remember I am everything for you. If you don't keep me happy you will end up like before. You won't be clean and happy and warm and fed." Shego bent down nuzzling her little pet and whispered. "Good Night, Kimmie, Sweet dreams... See you in the morning."