All: Karen Gillan. Karen is an absurd girl: a beautiful redhead with a pale complexion whose body has been mechanically modified to make her a lethal weapon. She resents me: she has learned of my strength and wants to prove herself superior, counting on the fact that she has no superpowers that I can steal from her. Her fiery temperament doesn’t let her recognize the truth, which is that I am superior to her even without superpowers. The first doubts manifest themselves in her when I manage to break the prosthesis she has in place of her right arm, but by then it’s too late to stop. She tries to stab me, but I block the blow and throw her to the ground with a backward trip. I throw myself at her as she tries to get up and block her belly to the ground. I rip her pants off and make sure with satisfaction that she’s still all human under there. Infuriated, she curses me in every way, driving me to exasperation. I pull her backwards by the hair until I get her on her knees; her nice wide legs allow me to frantically stimulate her cunt with my hand, then to insert it fully inside her. The girl curses and screams, but then challenges me to do more. I pull my hand out of her cunt, by now soaked with her fluids, and use it to claw at her mouth as I drive my cock into her ass. I fuck her roughly, both hands now holding her mouth open; Karen cannot speak well, but with difficulty I distinguish her “Yes! Yes!” I continue for a long time enjoying her being squeezed, but finally I move in front of her holding her by the hair again. Karen smiles defiantly and continues to tease me. I stick my hand in her mouth and she looks at me eagerly: she loves it, she loves this degradation. I replace my hand with my cock, pushing it down her throat and ordering her to look at me. From her four-legged position I move her backward until she is sitting with her head bent backward and I am on top of her blocking her head with my hands. I feel her shaking in convulsions as I come inside her, an explosion of semen going straight down her throat. Her face is a mess and her hair sticks to her from the fluids, but she still smiles amused. To end the session I get my anus and testicles licked by sinking my face into her ass. In the meantime I think that even with an unusable arm, she’s still a living weapon and our prisons would not hold her: I feel that it’s my responsibility to keep an eye on her.

Gangbang: Erin Kellyman. This little bitch thought she could organize an attack on a convention of world leaders and get away with it. When I arrive already there have been many deaths, but she’s still there. I quickly get rid of her accomplices and capture her. The police would like to get their hands on her right away: many officers are dead and their colleagues are eager to make her pay. I get to keep her with me for a few days with a promise to bring her to them soon with a surprise. Two weeks later, I show up at the station with Erin on a leash. She is wearing a black latex suit and kitty ears and has a tail tucked up her ass; she smiles, but her gaze is blank. The agents circle around her, and the situation quickly takes the turn I expected: in turn each one fucks the terrorist along with me while the little girl, always willing, lets them do anything without fuss. The agents penetrate her over and over again, even in two per hole; for my part, I love sinking my hands into those red curls of hers, kissing her pushing my tongue inside her while two men on the ground fuck her cunt and anus, and then getting a blowjob while she continues to ride. Erin doesn’t seem to notice anything even after the officers replace her tail with a baton: after all, it’s not that different from any other day in the past two weeks.

Threesome: Elizabeth Olsen and Kathryn Hahn. The two women didn’t really mean to cause harm-they simply happened to be passing through my city during their battle. The problem is that the two women are witches, and their confrontation threatens to destroy the town. I’m sorry to take their powers away from them; I’ve always loved witches, but I doubt they would finish their fight soon otherwise. The younger one, dressed in an incredibly sexy red and black sleeveless dress, still tries to cast spells as I load them on my shoulders and fly them into my base; the other one is silent and worried: she has realized that they are now just two simple women and that they don’t stand a chance. We arrive, and in no time I tie them on their knees on pillows wearing only their underwear, a vibrator against each of their pussies, and a double ballgag forcing their faces close together. I walk away and return to them after three hours: the pillows are now soaked and the two women are breathing heavily, unable to resist the pleasure. When I remove the ballgag, the two exchange a passionate kiss and begin biting each other’s lips. I’ve defeated hatred with love, I think as I remove the vibrators as well, then I put my cock between the two and they start licking and kissing it from the side making their lips meet often. I have them lie on the floor and we form a triangle: my face sinks into Elizabeth’s ass, she does the same with Kathryn, and the latter enjoys the rimming while she sucks my cock. Afterwards, I seat the more mature witch on my face while Elizabeth slips my cock into her cunt and straddles me, her hands fixed on Kathryn’s breasts and their mouths brushing against each other. We spend all night switching positions until exhaustion overwhelms us.

BDSM: Emily VanCamp. I remain speechless when I learn that Emily, one of my most valued associates, secretly runs one of the most dangerous criminal gangs in the city. I should take her to the police, but by now I see it as personal. I catch her and lock her in a pillory, bent over at 90 degrees with her legs wide open and her ass exposed. She alternates between screams and pleas for mercy as I beat her with twenty lashes, but she lets out the biggest scream when I thrust a large metal anal plug into her. I keep whipping her again and again until I feel she’s getting tired. At that point, without removing the plug, I penetrate her cunt and fuck her by arousing her. Next, I release her from the pillory and play with the ropes a bit until I feel satisfied: Emily is suspended in the air, hogtied, her breasts squeezed by the ropes to the point of turning purple and an iron ring holding her mouth open. I end the session by fucking her face in that position and coming on her face and hair.

I leave to the pokice Vera Farmiga, Alaqua Cox, Nimra Bucha, Zawe Ashton, Carrie Coon and Jameela Jamil. I know that once a month they hold an orgy in the cafeteria, so I decide to go and see. Alaqua, a former mobster bent over naked, is used as a base for glasses and licks the feet of officers who request it; cigarette burns can be seen on her skin. Zawe, a strong warrior from outer space, is also on her knees, surrounded by seated men whom she satisfies in turn with titjobs. Vera is suspended, her ankles and wrists pinned to two wooden beams set in an X shape, and her pussy is in contact with a vibrating saddle; from time to time, someone throws ketchup-stained potato chips at her, teasing the one who, before she turned to crime, was one of the richest in town. The women seem to like Carrie, who also came from outer space; now she is forced to lick one officer’s pussy while another penetrates her with a strap-on. Jameela had become famous on social media because of her super-strength, but then decided to become the world’s most famous criminal influencer; now she just looks like an animal on a spit as two agents enter her through her mouth and pussy. Nimra’s treatment makes me uncomfortable: although she was originally a powerful creature from another dimension, her appearance as a Southeastern woman has prompted all the most racist agents to gather around her; while she satisfies them with her mouth and hands, those put a veil over her head and insult her with all kinds of racist epithets and verses. I feel like punching them in the face, but after all, I don’t want to start a mess over a criminal.