Bound Ninja in Spandex part 6 Kiko prepared for the final assault on the mastermind behind her torments this weekend, Vengeance Lad. She navigated past various traps, all of which were designed to put her to sleep so that she may be bound again. Dodging a vicious dart trap, she paused at a bedroom, and picked the lock. Entering the bedroom, Kiko was happy to see her source was truthful in there being a fridge. She quickly opened it up and made herself an incredibly large salad. She sat down on the bed and pigged out on lettuce and tomatoes. After everything she had been through the past couple of days, she sliced the cucumber into little pieces and threw them away. After she had eaten her first decent meal in days, she considered her options. On the one hand, she knew all of Vengeance Lad's defenses, so it should be easy to get to him now. On the other hand, she had the matter of recovering all of the videotape he had on her and there was no telling where it may be or what precautions were needed to get to them. She knew she couldn't afford to underestimate this geek anymore, the next time she becomes helpless might be the time they decide just to kill her. Kiko needed a plan. She stood up, her plan already concrete in her mind. She opened the closet door and considered what she might need for her idea. She considered a shirt, and even considered some panties, but decided she had a better chance just wearing her boots and ribbons. looking at herself in the mirror, she frowned at her purple dyed hair with it's white blotch of alien cum frosting. Still pissed off that they colored her hair so she would look exactly like Psylocke, an idea leaped into her head. A wicked grin spreading across her Asian face, Kiko turned back to the fridge. An hour later, Mark Demeanie AKA vengeance Lad, was watching Superfreinds. Which meant he was also playing with his Barbie dolls. These Barbie dolls were dressed as Wonder Woman, Supergirl and a Ken doll dressed as Vengeance Lad. And if he was playing with his custom made Barbie dolls, that also meant he was nude. He still wore his bug-eyed goggles, because it made him feel in character. "So Wonder Bitch, ", Vengeance Lad the doll said. "Are you willing to admit the Male is the superior sex?" He shook the bound Supergirl doll and spoke for her. "Don't do it Wonder Woman, no matter how weak you become!" "Shut up!" The doll said. And Mark began a complicated pantomime of the Vengeance Lad doll bitch slapping Supergirl. A knock at the door sent his dolls flying and him scrambling for his pants. After tugging his pants on, he walked to the door and opened it, ready to curse one of his bitch helpers out. When he saw Kiko standing there, he yelped in terror. Kiko stepped in, her head down in a subservient position, and her hands crossed over her naked sex. Even though her boots made her taller than Mark, sh was able to still convey a sense of inferiority. Mark wasn't buying it though. "Watch it!" he screamed. "Pillage, my faithful robot dog will hump your ass as soon as I give the word if you try anything funny! Even if you kill me, you'll never figure out the twenty digit password code to open the master Studio door!" He then fumbled with the controls on his belt and set the dog timer to 4 hours, he didn't want to take any chances with the deadly assassin. "Please Vengeance Lad sir, I came to give myself up" said Kiko. Mark was zipping his pants when this news hit him. "Huh?" he said. Kiko kept staring at the floor. She realized the ancient Japanese women must of done this in order to keep a straight face when spouting submissive dogma. It seemed to be working for her. "Ever since you were able to capture me" Kiko began. "I have been aroused by your power, seduced by your control over me and found myself feelings urges towards you." "Huh?" he said, amazed at what he heard. Kiko growled under her breath, pissed that her attempt at submissive poetry was unappreciated. She tried something more direct. "When you tied me up, it got me really horny and I want to be your sex slave." she said, not as convincing as she had hoped. "Really? WOW!" he yelled in triumph. Excited, he fumbled with his pants to unzip them back down. "No let me, " whispered Kiko, her hands quickly disarming his zipper. Vengeance Lad quickly forgot that this was the woman he had been trying to kill the pst few days. As Kiko fell to her knees and gripped his rigid four inches, he thanked God he was so dominating. He also activated the video cameras so that he could sell this tape later on his webpage. Kiko wrinkled her nose at the smell from his underwear. Using ancient breathing techniques, she managed to suck his cock into her mouth without tasting too much of him. Quickly she popped his cock in and out of her mouth, his head brushing her lips. His weak knees gave out on him and he slipped back onto the bed. Kiko easily followed his falling cock, and stayed right on top of him. He looked down to see her purple hair bouncing up and down on his crotch, and almost cam from the sight alone. Kiko's breath was giving out, so she stopped blowing him and rose to meet his eyes. Her hand was firm on his throbbing four inches of manhood, just so he wouldn't forget her skills. "Oh Vengeance Lad, your power is so sexy" Kiko whispered, her lips open in invitation. "Why don't you tell me why you decided to show all women their true place?" Kiko figured that asking him that question would buy her some time while she regained her breath. Mark leaned back and basked in a woman's worship for the first time. He knew from reading cheap bondage books that this would happen one day. He was just glad he finally met a women who knows her true place is between his knees. He always figured the reason his henchwomen were so against bondage was because they were lesbians. Obviously a true woman knows how to respond to a true master. "Well Psy-Slut," he began affectionately. "It all began when I was a kid and I collected comics. Every month I would write to Wonder Woman, Supergirl and any other chick that was hot in a spandex outfit. Every month, I sent new letters. I sent candy. I once even wrote a ten page poem for Wonder Woman. It even ryhmed!" "Did I ever get a letter published? Did I even get a letter back? Did they even write me in as a background character? NO! Those hack writers ignored me! They never responded to me, even though I showed undying affection for the women. All I wanted was to be a character who was a boyfreind in one of the comics and they ignored my request. Even when I proved with every letter that I was the biggest fan!" "But then, I inherited the Ruby Tits of Luck statue. Once I activated it's powers, money was rolling in. I didn't know what to do with it all. After I bought all the comics I could, I felt a higher calling. If the stupid comic companies won't make me a character, I'll become one on my own!" "And now look at me. I own a major website. I fuck women dressed as superheroes everyday. They're even lesbians! I have proven that guys are better than women and that women are too weak to be superheroes. And now I have you as my willing slave. It doesn't get any better than this!" Kiko decided if she had to listen to anymore she would gag very unsubmissively. Acting quickly, she climbed over his tense rigid body, making sure to brush her nipples against him. He silenced immediately when her oversized balloons of silicon were hanging over his face, she paused to let him breathe on her chest. He was quiet once more, until his breathing became too fast. When he began to hyper-ventilate, she sat up, pressing her pubic hair against his cock. He looked up Kiko straddling him, her hands cupping her massive chest. Feeling the cold leather of her boots touching his legs, he remembered the deadly accuracy with which she could kick with them. Frowning, he asked the question he dreaded to ask. "Wait a minute," he began, glad to know his robot dog Pillage could attack in an instant. "Why are you submissive now all of a sudden? Are you trying to deceive me?" "How can you think that of me?" Kiko said with her best hurt look. "Especially when I did this just to please you?" Kiko ran her hands over her breasts and teased them down to her pubic region. With a subtle shift of her hips, she presented her sex for Mark's eyes. It had been dyed purple, matching her hair. "I'll be damned." he said. "I guess this means you really do want to be my sex slave, sex slaves always have their hair cut or dyed." "That's right," Kiko said, rolling off of him. "And right now I want my big huge Vengeance Lord to fuck me like a good little slave." Vengeance Lad sprang up, his cock wavering like a hungry snake. "Damn, I like the sound of Vengeance Lord!" Mark whispered as Kiko turned around to present her firm buttocks to him. She was on all fours on the bed, her head pressed to the pillow in a submissive bow. Mark decided that while he had a beautiful Asian sex slave at his command, he would push it a little. "Beg for my cock slave, beg loud." Kiko made a mental note to hurt him alot when this was over. "Oh Vengeance Lord, please fill my aching pussy with your hot rigid manhood. I need you so ba- OH! You're in already?" Mark's self-control evaporated and he was pumping her sex like a speeding bullet. Despite his slender four inches, her sex was gripping him as tight as his hand. He reached over and grabbed her hair for leverage as he pounded away into sex slave heaven. Kiko moaned appropriately, making him feel more powerful than a locomotive. He thanked God that she escaped and confessed her love before Storm killed her. Which made him wonder how she had escaped. "Psylocke bitch honey?" he asked. "How did you escape from the ice-dildo pulley trap?" Kiko turned to face him and the smile she wore was not submissive in the least. "Like this. " she answered. Suddenly, her legs wrapped around his beergut waist and his cock was being squeezed by incredible vaginal muscles. The air rushed out of him and he let go of Kiko's hair and attempted to part her legs. Her muscles rippled under decorative ribbons as he pulled with all his puny might. "Now vengeance Dork," Kiko asked. "What's the twenty digit passcode you were telling me about?" "Six....Nine...." he answered, each word torture for him to say. Kiko flexed her legs tighter. "That's only two digits, what are the other eighteen?" "You.....repeat them...." he gasped. Suddenly, the legs released him and he swore her pussy expelled him. He collapsed on the bed and discovered she had already leaped off. Turning his head, he watched her hit the keys on the vault door and open the way into the master studio. He grinned, knowing his robot dog was simply waiting for his verbal command. Sitting up, he pointed and said "Pillage! get the bi-OWWWW!" Vengeance lad was interrupted by a punch to the jaw from Kiko. She then snatched his remote-control off his belt. He then went flying as she placed a kick to his skinny chest. Kiko took a moment to relish that kick. "Pillage, " she commanded, getting the robot's attention. "Sic him!" then she stepped back as Pillage leapt on Mark's prone form. Kiko stepped inside the master Studio and stepped around a laundry basket full of dirty washcloths. She saw the Ruby Tits of Luck statue sitting in the corner and left it there for the moment. It was a matter af minutes to find the master copies of her sexual adventures this weekend and only a matter of seconds to delete them. Looking into the bedroom, she saw that Pillage was buttfucking a struggling vengeance Lad extremely well. She laughed as Mark tried to crawl off the bed while the robotic canine humped his ass with his extended robo-cock. Curious, she turned the sound up and listened into the bedroom. "Damn it Pillage! You're a very bad dog! Bad dog! Quit fucking my ass Pillage!" he screamed. Kiko decided a moment like this was too good to pass up. She linked the cameras to his computer and through the miracle of modern technology, she created a direct link to his website, Takeitbitch.com. Now anyone visiting the site could be treated to four hours of Vengeance Lad and his best friend. Picking up the statue, she wondered if it could really bring the luck it was rumored to do. It was made of gold, and stood two feet high. The face was unremarkable but the tits were perfect sensous globes. The ruby nipples sparkled seductively, and Kiko decided she had nothing to lose. She flicked her tongue over one nipple. She cut her tongue slightly on the sharp ruby, but she licked the other gem nipple anyway. Looking at the statue, she went to wipe the blood from the nipples. Strangely, she couldn't seem to find the blood, and the gems seemed to be oddly glowing. "Oh well," Kiko said. "Let's see if it affected my luck when I get home." A few hours later, Mr Yugokumach was sitting in his office while his electronics expert was explaining his findings of the past three days. He listened patiently as his man explained how the recording device planted in Kiko had sent back signals that translated into one illicit orgasm followed the next day by a two hour long arousal session that ended in a series of orgasms. Then today Kiko apparently had sex that terminated just short of orgasm. Now Mr Yugokumach was a good parent. Which means he was able to present his own personal views into something that sounds like authority. He didn't believe Ninjas, Bull-fighters or anyone who did combat should have sex before a fight. Which meant he was able to use this as an excuse to control his daughter's sex life. Despite the fact that she once killed four men with a spatula once, he still thought of her as his little girl. And now it looked like his little girl used a simple smash-and-grab mission into a three day weekend of sin. Just then, the door opened and his precious girl stumbled in carrying the statue. He sprang up, and ran to her, noting that her hair had been dyed purple, just like he has begged her to do time and time again! It almost quieted his anger with her erotic weekend. "Kiko, " her father said. "What's the matter my daughter? I see you retrieved the statue but you seem injured." "Oh Father, " Kiko said with her new found skill at being submissive. "Everytime I came close to getting the statue, a strange sensation overwhelmed me and I started touching myself! It was horrible" Mr. Yugokumach was normally able to see through such blatant deception but to Kiko's and Pedro's surprise, he asked her "What do you mean my precious Lotus Blossom?" "It was so weird," Kiko said. "Almost like something inside of me was compelling me to..oh no here it comes again!" And with that she leaped up and rubbed herself against the desk corner. Mr Yugokumach watched in horror as his little girl with the silicon breasts was humping furiously away at his desktop. The only thing he could think of was that he was going to miss that desk when he had it burned later. It was obvious that she was rubbing the finish off. Pedro's portable sensor began beeping in rythym to Kiko's gyrations. Pedro looked at the sensor in horror as it escalated into a shrill whistle. Mr Yugokumach glared at him as it announced Kiko's first, second and third orgasm. "Kubyioshi!" His boss screamed. "You will remove that foul device from my daughter immediately! I can't believe I let you corrupt my poor girl this way! You're fired!" Kiko paused in her desktop work to add "Oh father, if you fire him, he'll go away unpunished." "What do you mean my poor virgin vessel?" asked her father. "Why don't we keep him in our employ, and leave his punishment to me. I want to pay him back for making me feel so dirty." she said. She knew the statue had improved her luck when he placed Pedro in her custody. She knew the statue's magical powers were impressive when he gave her a fifty thousand dollar bonus for this job due to "emotional trauma". But what really made her a believer in the statue was when her father agreed to letting her order a few things that she saw on her mission for pedro's "punishment." Luck was beginning to turn well for Kiko.