I wake without moving, it's a skill I learned, a long time ago. Eyes closed, I send my other senses questing outward, seeking information. I am not prepared for what they find, my body, it's on fire, by the Great Buddha I have never been so turned on!

My nipples, the means to my undoing earlier, have been tucked back inside my costume and they are quick to complain, yearning to be free and to be touched.

My padded shorts enfold me in unfamiliar intimacy, the way they press against my womanhood excites me but offers no relief from the near all consuming desire to cum that rages through me.

I feel a bead of sweat roll down my skin, I can trace it's path so easily, my flesh goose pimples beneath it's wet caress, and I cannot help but moan as a finger follows the same path down my torso, then stops to run teasingly across my abdomen.

I open my eyes slowly, mind still hazy from the chloroform and growing even more unfocused as I fight to control my body's needs, and look down at my captor, Sugar Bratt. She cups my chin, presses against me enticingly but not in any way I can use to help myself. Her smile is both wanton and innocent at the same time, she is speaking but I cannot focus on her words, I need to ease the sweet pain in my loins now!

I am tied with rope, but rope cannot hold me. I force myself to focus, one chi burst to break free, one blow to K.O. Sugar and then I can indulge myself until the passion is exhausted. She touches me again, casually, and once more I moan through whatever she has stuffed in my mouth to gag me.

I gather my energy and release it...Great Buddha...what is happening??? The Chi flows outward, then pools and with little warning flows to my sexual centers, I feel the hot spike between my legs and before I can even think about stopping it I explode, hips rocking as the mother of all orgasms slams my brain against the inside of my head, leaving me dazed and panting in incomprehension. What the fuck just happened?

 Sugar laughs softly, and whispers in my ear as her fingers slide downward, trailing gently over my now damp shorts. I cannot make out everything she says, but one word is clear, Tantra. She has studied Tantra...and somehow while I was out she used her knowledge and hotwired my meridians, the channels that my energy flows through, insuring any attempts to use it would only backfire on me.

Sugar strokes my thighs, her fingers so close to my womanhood, and I whimper, hating myself yet part of me wanting her touch to move higher. I am granted my wish as she slowly pulls my shorts down, there is a brief jerk, and the material parts in her hands and is tossed aside. I am bound in front of her, helpless to resist, a pair of damp silk panties providing the only barrier to my pulsing lotus blossom and her touch.

Sugar runs her hands over the damp front panel of my thong, surprisingly gentle but even a touch as soft as this has me moaning into the gag again. Whatever she used on me, that scent she has, has turned me into a wanton kitten and I am barely able to keep my hips still, I want to cum so badly. The effort costs me, fresh sweat coats my body and I tremble, knowing Sugar has all the advantages now. I thought Alchemica was soft, weak, for being unable to resist this woman, how little I knew. Once she has you, there is no resisting Sugar.

I am acutely aware of a sudden coolness on my naked lotus as Sugar slips the damp silk aside. She pauses for a moment, drinking in the sight and I somehow find the strength to struggle weakly. I feel my heart hammer, but it's not fear, sweet Buddha it's anticipation. The part of me that wants to resist is shrinking, I am losing the battle for mastery of my own body, I don't know how much longer I can hold out.

As she bends her knees and brings her lips to kiss my lotus petals the answer is made very clear to me. Time's up. She is between my legs, tongue moving across dew covered petals with sensual slowness as she moves from base to crown again and again. My hand's ball into fists and my hips rock, trying to increase the stimulation, trying to get her to move faster, probe deeper.

She moans into me, and I feel it deep, echoing her as I close my eyes and let my head roll back. I feel her hands on my hips, setting the pace, seeking mastery and I let her take it. I feel the warmth pool in my stomach, move lower as she slowly increases my pleasure. The high pitched muffled shriek of pleasure echoes loud in my ears, as I explode again, my body surrenders to Sugar and I dimly I hear her purr in delight through the post orgasmic haze that enfolds me as she laps happily at the hot nectar her victory has earned her.

Sugar has won, she has mastered my body completely, it's hers, and my spirit, which once I believed unconquerable, is transfixed and ensnared by the warm probing of her agile tongue, swiftly surrendering also. Her fingers unfold me, seeking my throbbing love bell and she circles it as her hot tongue explores me with an intimacy I have never experienced before. I feel her press then tug as her tongue curls and teases and I cum again, screaming in pleasure as if we were lovers, so very responsive to her every touch.

She pulls away and I whimper, my body is still racked by desire, I need more! My eyes snap open as I feel a pressure behind, the first intruder slides home, hard, smooth. I feel a second pressed strategically against my engorged petals, my pleasure bell, then my thong is pulled back in place and tugged upward gently but firmly. I look down at her, eyes wide in disbelief as I realize what these intruders are, what they must be.

Sugar is talking again, I try to focus on what she is saying...

"It's been fun MM, and while I really...really want to stay and play, I can't be entirely sure that one of your Cassandra buddies isn't on the way. So I think discretion, valor and all that crap, gonna have to take a rain check on the whole me owning you thing."

I shake my head, no one is coming...don't leave me tied up and horny like this you bitch! She continues...

"Awww...baby don't worry, those little presents are state of the art and I can even control them from my phone. Speaking of which...I am not a bad person, so I will phone your friends once I am clear..."

Sugar pauses, phone in hand, I don't like the way she smiles, it sends a jolt of fear through me, she has something else planned...

"...Say about ten minutes after I phone the Jade Whispers. You seem interested in what they sold me, and they seem VERY interested in you, I think the both of you need some alone time to work things out."

I shake my head again, no, Buddha no! She can't...if the Jade Whispers find me..like this!!! I reach for my chi without thinking, driven by a need to escape that almost eclipses the desire racing my body, only realizing my mistake when my own powers betray me once again. I scream into the gag and tense, arching against the ropes as a hurricane like orgasm whirls through me, carries me to the edge of unconsciousness.

Sugar must have known what effect her words would have, for even as the storm passes and leaves my panting desperately for air, I feel the intruders come to life, the vibrations are powerful, they travel deep and my aroused body has no defenses. She might have me tied up with rope, but it's the shackles forged from pleasure that will ensure I cannot escape. I try to find some way to focus, the petals of my lotus quiver as the intruder vibrates against it, my pleasure bell is being rung over and over again and I just can't...I sink beneath the waves of pleasure, my head drops forward and my eyes close as orgasm after orgasm rolls over me and I hang in a climax induced haze. I'm finished...

Sugar watched Miss Martial as the heroine succumbed to the siren call of an orgasm cycle that wouldn't end for some time. Gathering her gear she paused and kissed the heroines sweat soaked abdomen before leaving the house by a side entrance, wary but moving at a deliberate pace.

She found her car waiting outside, slipped into the back seat and stretched like a cat. She pressed the intercom button, "Murray, don't go straight home, drive us around the park a few times okay, take it slow."

The car took off, slipping into traffic. Sugar barely noticed as she took out her phone and activated one of the concealed cameras back in the house. She licked her lips as she watched Miss Martial orgasm helplessly.

Sugar slid a hand down her body, along her thigh then back up, slipping through the slit of her dress, fingers caressing her own panties, finding them damp. She slipped the material aside, touching herself, building her pleasure, letting it mount slowly as she watched Miss Martial, breath quickening as she watched the heroine succumb time and time again. Finally, with a soft scream and an upward jerk of her hips Sugar orgasmed, then relaxed with a satisfied sigh. 

After a few moments, Sugar opened her eyes and picked up the car phone, turning on the encryption mode and starting to dial, then paused. She tapped the headset against her chin, her eyes narrowed in thought. Coming to a decision, Sugar dialed a different number. Speaking slowly and clearly she left an anonymous tip on the Cassandra Network hotline.

Sugar waited for ten minutes, then called the Jade Whispers, spoke softly into the phone and hung up. There, I have given you a fair chance Miss Martial, I hope your friends are faster, because I am already looking forward to the next time we meet. She picked up her own phone again, gazing at the image of Miss Martial, still helpless and over aroused. Leaning back Sugar slipped her hand beneath her dress once more and soon she too was breathing faster, her soft sounds of pleasure filling the passenger cabin as the car continued on its way.

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