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Meta-Human Illusionist (Chapter 17)
🕑 Added 2022-03-27 16:21:59 +0000 UTCChapter 1: https://chyoa.com/chapter/Illusion-Casting-Sensory-Alteration.595556
Chapter 16: https://chyoa.com/chapter/Idiosyncrasies.1044847
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Derek Taylor smiled to himself as he donned his school uniform. Normally, he dreaded going to school. Aside from Artemis, there wasn’t a single person from Gotham Academy that he looked forward to seeing. It was always the same routine; the same song and dance every day. He hated being told what to do even if he understood the importance of school intellectually. If he wanted to one day distance himself from his family and start a life of his own that would stand up to any scrutiny, he would have to endure a lot of unpleasant things such as school.
I sound like a cliché.
He rolled his eyes and chuckled.
“What’s so funny?”
He turned and beheld Artemis Crock, his new lover. Or rather, brainwashed slave, but he preferred not to dive too much into the details. She was just getting out of his bed and was completely naked. She made no effort to hide her big breasts from his gaze. In fact, she seemed to relish his attention. A wide smile spread across her face.
It had been a little over a month since the night in the abandoned house, when he and Harleen had worked together to reshape Artemis’ mind so that she was utterly devoted to him. She would obey him without question and seemed to worship the very ground he walked on. Her friends, teammates, and family meant little to her now. Instead, there was only Derek. Just the way he liked it.
“I’m just amazed at how much my life has changed in the past month. You were always so hesitant to get close to me. Hell, I remember how hard it was to convince you to finally come here. Who’d have thought you’d practically move into my house?”
Artemis giggled.
“Well, I was an idiot before so you and Harleen had to fix me. I was so preoccupied with my so-called boyfriend and teammates that I didn’t stop to realize that the perfect man was right in front of me all along. Sorry about that, Daddy,” she purred as she sauntered up to him. Her breasts jiggled nakedly with her movements. She wrapped her arms around his neck, and he inclined his head so their faces were almost touching. Her brown eyes were loving and lustful. It was hard to believe the same girl had once been so loyal to her boyfriend. Now, she was his and his alone. There was just one formality to get out of the way. “So, when are you gonna let me finally break up with Wally?”
Derek sighed.
“You know why you can’t just break up with him.”
It was Artemis’ turn to sigh.
“I do. I just hate that we’re letting that piece of shit stop us from being boyfriend and girlfriend. Officially, that is. Far as I’m concerned, you’re the only man in my life,” she smirked. “Not that Wally is much of a man at all. I can’t believe I ever cared enough about him to actually date him. Whenever I think about the time we spent together this wave of disgust just washes over me. I hate being near him.”
Derek nodded.
“I know,” said. After all, he’d made her that way. He leaned in to kiss her. She reciprocated passionately, opening her mouth immediately to allow his tongue access to hers. She melded her hot body against his and moaned. They broke the kiss a few moments later. The dusky-skinned girl’s eyes were hazy with a need he had grown so used to satisfying.
Artemis chewed her lip.
“God, I wish I could just do that out in the open, Daddy. It’s a fucking crime that I can’t. You’re right. We need to keep a low profile. My team, nosy morons that they are, will think I’ve been brainwashed or something. Which is true, but we can’t have them knowing that,” she giggled again. “I’ve got a plan, though.”
Derek smiled.
“Do tell.”
Artemis smiled back.
“Well, Daddy. It goes like this: Wally and I were never the most likely couple. Our personalities are very different and that usually led to a lot of fights between us before we started dating. And even when we were together, we never quite saw eye-to-eye. I want to start fighting with him again. I’ll argue with him over anything, even the smallest things in our relationship. I’ll do it publicly so the team can see, too. That way no one will be surprised when we eventually do break up. Hm. Wouldn’t it be funny if Wally did the deed for me? It’d be the first useful thing he’s done for me in a long time. He's probably halfway there already since I've stopped letting him touch me. So, what do you think?”
Pride welled up within his chest. Here was this beautiful, confident girl who was offering to sabotage a relationship she used to value just so she could publicly be his girlfriend. He knew it was only a result of his powers combined with Harleen’s hypnosis and advice, but that didn’t really matter to him. In the end, he’d gotten the girl. That was the only thing that made any difference.
“I think it’s a great plan, Artemis. I’m really looking forward to the fallout. Do you think you could record some of your fights for me so I can watch or listen to them later?”
Artemis’ eyes widened.
“Oh god, I didn’t even think about that. It’d be so hot if I sucked you off while you listened to me berating that idiot. He’d have no fucking idea what I was doing behind his back. Shit, I’m almost ready to cum just thinking about it,” she said. She looked up at him with smoky eyes. “You think we have enough time to fuck again before we have to go to school?”
He checked his watch and shook his head.
“Probably not. We can always do it in the car, though. I can make it so Angela doesn’t notice anything while she drives us.”
Artemis grinned.
“Awesome. Did I ever tell you how much I loved your powers?”
Derek thought back on their time together over the past month. They’d had sex more times than he could count, and thanks to his illusion powers there were effectively no limits on where they could have sex or when. His power seemed to have grown in potency and scope since he’d converted Artemis into his devoted slave, and he’d had no problem casting illusions over multiple minds within the same vicinity.
“I think you said something like that when I bent you over our cafeteria table,” he said. “You were screaming so loud I thought you’d break through the illusions.”
Artemis’ cheeks flushed.
“But I didn’t, Daddy.”
“You didn’t. You were a good girl,” Artemis beamed at his praise. “Go get dressed. Angela’s going to start wondering where we are.”
Artemis obeyed, but didn’t seem to be in any rush to put her clothes on. She took her time, pausing when she had to bend over or as she buttoned up her blouse. She seemed to relish his attention as much as he loved giving it to her. He loved watching her dress and undress. A part of him enjoyed the thrill of the fact that she’d never have done this if not for his influence on her mind.
Fifteen achingly slow minutes later and she’d put most of her Gotham Academy uniform on. She put the dark blue Academy jacket on and began applying her makeup. It skirted the bounds of what was acceptable in school; her dark red lipstick chief among them. He loved it when she wore it, remembering when she’d had those lipstick-coated lips wrapped around his cock, smearing red rings along his cock as she sucked him off.
She bent over his vanity, exposing her bare ass to him as she appraised herself in the mirror. She shook her rear back and forth, causing her bubble butt to jiggle enticingly.
Fuck.
Her pussy was wet; practically drooling with arousal. She’d forgone panties like she always had since he’d brainwashed her. It was one of the few things she could get away with in the Academy and it allowed him easier access to her when they decided to have a quick fuck in the middle of class.
Her dark eyes gazed at him through the mirror. She smirked lustfully and shook her ass more intensely this time.
“See that pussy and asshole, Daddy? They’re all yours,” she purred. She clenched her sphincter. He hadn’t fucked her there, yet, but she’d told him she was preparing herself with instructions to let him know when she was ready. He stressed that he wanted her to be completely comfortable with anal sex before he took her. Otherwise she might have insisted that he fucked her raw without any preparation regardless of the pain and he was loath to hurt her. “I think my ass is gonna be ready soon. Watch this.”
She opened his dresser. The drawers beneath the vanity were now effectively hers and had been filled with her clothes so she could easily spend the night with him.
A hand retrieved something bulbous and green. It was about four or five inches long. She held it up for his inspection.
He approached her and said, “Is that a buttplug?”
“Mhm,” she nodded.
“What are you going to do with it?” he croaked, his throat suddenly dry.
“What do you think?” she set the buttplug base-down on the vanity and pulled a small plastic container out of drawer. She uncapped the container and squeezed. A low squelching sound came from the bottle as a clear liquid dribbled onto the buttplug. Artemis spread the liquid all over the plug and squirted more of it into her hand. She reached backward and applied the liquid over the ring of her sphincter before inserting a finger into her ass. Then another. She moaned and bit her lip.
Finally, she pulled her fingers out and grasped the buttplug, placing it against her sphincter.
“Alright. Here goes nothing.”
She pushed. The thick buttplug slipped past her anal ring slowly. She grunted and groaned, but persevered. Within seconds, the entirety of the buttplug shaft was inside her, leaving only the base to cover the outside of her asshole.
“Oh shit, that’s deep. D-do you like it, Daddy?” she said. Her eyes averted his shyly, like she was worried he wouldn’t approve.
He shook his head and smiled.
“It’s amazing, Artemis. Wow. You look so hot like that. I can’t believe you did that just for me,” he said.
Artemis laughed.
“Well I did say I’d do anything for you, Daddy. You should have expected this,” she clenched asshole around the buttplug.
“I hope it isn’t too uncomfortable. If it is, you should take it out,” he said.
Artemis shook her head.
“It’s actually not too bad once you get it all the way in. The… ugh… the first few seconds of putting it in are usually the worst.”
“Well, that’s good news,” he said.
She smiled and stood up. Her blue skirt drifted over her ass, hiding the buttplug from view.
“Aren’t you gonna take it out?”
Artemis shook her head.
“Nah. I think I’ll leave it in. It’ll be hot to have that thing crammed up my shithole while our classmates are none the wiser. Don’t you think so, Daddy?”
Derek grinned perversely. Artemis was really shaping up to be a much better girlfriend than he could have ever hoped for. It was like she was anticipated his needs and desires before he voiced them. Artemis, for her part, seemed perfectly happy to do whatever she needed to please him.
“One day I’m going to fuck you up the ass at school, so you might as well get yourself ready. Now come on. We don’t want to be late, do we?” he teased.
Artemis smiled darkly.
“I can’t wait, Daddy,” she purred, sidling up to him and taking his hand. He massaged her skin. Her hands were rough and calloused from years of training with the bow, but that didn’t bother him. If anything, the fact that she had actual combat training made her drastically more appealing as a companion. If he were ever attacked, Artemis wouldn’t hesitate to put her skills to use and deal with anyone who meant to harm them.
They made their way downstairs and found Angela Davis waiting for them by the door. She wore her trademark dark suit jacket and pants and a tight button-down blouse that hugged her substantial breasts like a second skin.
His bodyguard-butler smiled slightly upon seeing him and Artemis.
“Good morning sir, Miss Crock,” the woman spoke in an alluring British accent. If she were bothered by the fact that Derek had Artemis over, she gave no sign of it.
I kind of expected her to rat me out to Mom by now, but she hasn’t. I wonder why she’s kept her mouth shut about the fact that I’ve been fucking Artemis in my room every night. She has to know by now.
“The car has been started. We should leave now if you want to make it to school on time.”
“Thanks, Angela. What would I do without you?” Derek said.
The woman smirked.
“You would have a significantly more lengthy tardiness record, I’d imagine,” she said.
Artemis chuckled.
“That I can believe,” she said.
The two women shared a brief smile of understanding.
“Hey! I thought the two of you were supposed to be on my side,” he gave an expression of mock hurt, but from the looks both women shot him, neither seemed to believe on iota of it.
Artemis melded herself against his arm and started walking towards the front door. She leaned over slightly to whisper in his ear.
“Just trying to keep up appearances, Daddy. I hope you don’t mind.”
“Not at all,” he whispered back. “I actually like it when you’re snarky.”
Artemis smirked.
“I bet you’ll like it even more when you’re fucking me in the ass,” she licked his earlobe. “Just imagine it. A strong, confident girl like me reduced to nothing but your personal buttslut.”
He glanced at Angela, but the woman was well ahead of them and didn’t seem to be hearing what was said. Just as a precaution, he weaved an illusion that would prevent her from seeing or hearing anything out of the ordinary between the two of them.
He lowered his hand and grasped Artemis’ ass through her skirt. She swooned and pressed herself further into his side. They continued to walk that way until they reached the car. It was the same SUV that had taken them both to his house for the first time. Angela was already in the driver’s seat.
“Well, you know the drill. Ladies first,” he gave Artemis’ put a mild smack.
She gazed at him with lust-filled eyes that promised an ocean of pleasure when they had sex.
“Why thank you, Daddy. You’re such a gentleman.”
She opened the car door and climbed in. Her skirt shifted upward, giving Derek a glimpse of pussy and the base of the buttplug that still occupied her asshole.
Artemis slid down to allow him some room. He followed in after her, sliding his schoolbag onto the floor and closing the door behind him. The SUV immediately started moving, winding down the driveway of his house.
Artemis slid a hand on his thigh.
“So, Daddy…” she whispered. Her eyes flicked forwards towards Angela. “Are we good?”
Derek nodded.
“Yep. I hit her with an illusion as soon as you started pressing your sexy body against mine. She won’t hear or see anything out of the ordinary back here.”
Artemis grinned deviously. She shuffled closer to him before lifting a thick, muscular thigh and positioning herself on his lap facing him. She grinded her lower body against him, causing his manhood to harden.
“Oh. It looks like Daddy likes having his little girl in his lap,” she smirked. She lowered her hands to his crotch area and tugged on his fly. Derek leaned back to give Artemis easy access and within moments she had fished his cock out of his pants and began jerking it with her hands. “Oh, Daddy, your cock is so big!”
Derek groped her thighs with his hands before moving them to cup two handfuls of her juicy bubble butt.
“Yeah, you like it? Is it bigger than Wally’s?”
Artemis nodded rapidly.
“Much bigger. That pathetic little loser couldn’t hope to measure up to you,” she moaned. “God, badmouthing him turns me on so much. I… I need you inside me.”
Derek smacked her ass. Artemis gasped.
“You didn’t say the magic word,” he teased. He moved his right hand between Artemis’ asscheeks and found the base of the buttplug. He grasped it and gently pulled outward.
Artemis whimpered. She ground herself harder against him. Her wet, drooling pussy slid along the shaft of his cock without penetrating her.
“P-please! Please fuck me, Daddy!”
“Good girl.”
He grabbed his cock, lined it up with Artemis’ pussy, and pushed. His manhood slipped inside her for what must have been the hundredth time, but it still felt novel to him. She was so hot and wet and tight. Her pussy squeezed and caressed his cock, dragging him deeper inside her until he brushed against her cervix. He pulled the buttplug until half of it was outside her ass before pressing it inside her again.
Artemis screamed.
“Oh god! Daddy, you feel so fucking good!”
He grunted as Artemis began fucking herself up and down his cock. Her hand grasped his shirt, using it as a grip as Angela drove them to school.
“Oh fuck,” he breathed. He began tugging on Artemis’ buttplug regularly, fucking her ass in tandem with her movements. The hot blonde whimpered and gasped and screamed as they fucked their entire way to school.
“Shit, I’m cumming. I’m cumming, Daddy!”
She shuddered atop him, but didn’t stop her movements.
She’ll never stop until I’m satisfied.
“A-are you gonna cum, Daddy? I’m ready for you,” she croaked. “Did you know I have a team meeting later today? Wouldn’t it be hot if Wally talked to me there while your cum was dribbling from my pussy?”
Fuck. I think that did it.
His balls clenched and within moments he was spewing rope after rope of cum deep into Artemis’ unprotected fertile pussy.
“Ahn, sooo good…” Artemis slumped against him.
The SUV slowed to a stop.
“We’re here,” Angela announced.
Derek glanced up at her. Her expression seemed entirely normal and again he felt amazed at the potency of his ability.
I blocked her from perceiving us without even trying.
“Artemis.”
“Mhm,” she’d buried her head in the crook of his neck. His cock was still fully ensconced in her pussy. Her cunt walls pulsed softly, milking his cock for as much cum as she could.
“Time for school,” he whispered.
Artemis grumbled.
“But I’m so comfortable here,” she whispered.
Derek smiled.
She’s so adorable when she’s like this.
“I know. I promise I’ll make it up to you later. I suspect you’ll need it after your little team meeting.”
Artemis nodded and sat up.
“I’ll hold you to that, Daddy.”
She lifted herself off of his cock with a grunt and whimper before grabbing her schoolbag. She took a few seconds to make herself look presentable, smoothing out her skirt and hair and wiping a glob of drool that had accumulated along her chin.
Derek put his cock back in his pants before zippering up his fly.
His girlfriend smiled widely at him as she opened the car door. A mix of varying voices entered the vehicle. He saw students, all clad in Gotham Academy blue, entering the front doors of school building.
“You coming?” she said.
He grasped her hand and nodded.
She smiled so widely and genuinely his heart skipped a beat.
They left the SUV, hand-in-hand.
From one of the school windows, shaded and unseen, the inquisitive blue eyes of Barbara Gordon narrowed.
