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    pugugly001

    Poison Ivy’s latest horticultural creation had a simple system - the bulk of its mass was an underground cavity. When it detected a lone male its scent lured him into the midst of its vines, suddenly bound him and took him into the grotto almost faster than the eye could process.

    The Venus mantrap then conditioned the bound victim, and some hours later, released him.

    The victims were left helplessly aroused and suggestible, addicted to the sap coating their genitalia. Reduced to furious masturbation, they would accomplish little else for 3-5 days before recovering. They would call off sick, unable to care about previous commitments, employment, or obligations.

    Just spurting, perhaps 8% of their bodyweight lost to their suddenly overactive testes.

    And then they would recover. More submissive, missing some memories, but essentially unharmed.

    And while they did so, green filaments would grow from where they had spent their reserves, a moss or lichen slowly creeping into the home, into the walls, finding a spot nearby, dirt, water, even a pothole. And a bulbous root system would dig into the terrain, an empty chamber developing.

    And the vines growing outward would patiently wait for a lone male to approach, to pollinate them.

    hardwonbattle

    Ohhh …god.   Soooo perfect!

    pugugly001

    Given Poison Ivy’s skillset, it always seems to me if she bothered to be subtle, she would be nearly unstoppable. She is the rare ‘villain’ that could pick a long term goal, design something that could hide in plain sight to achieve it… and walk away. Check in every so often for unforeseen consequences and adjust accordingly.

    Seriously, the woman has command over the entire plant kingdom, and she develops angry piecemeal plots, when she could develop a mycelium that subtly influenced people to her way of thinking, or a pollen that rendered an entire city suggestible, or a chemical that enhanced women (she did that one for Harley), or a dozen other things that would require dedicated international research teams to counter if they even noticed in time.

    I really feel like she could have a simultaneously terrifying and sympathetic series for her that could be amazing.

    hardwonbattle

    Yeah, I’ve had that thought too.  If she would use more seduction, and more mind control, and less poison and death, she could reeeeally turn the tide in her favor. 

    There should be MASS……bondage and mind control going on.  Hypnosis and gas based, or at least have everyone all tangled up.  I would support that reality.

    in seriousness though, I would LOVE to see a well written story/series focused on her.

    In Batman the Animated Series, they did such a nice promising job with her and Harley, via their buddy episodes.

    pugugly001

    You gotta love Harley/Ivy team-ups. I confess I think the lesbian relationship between the two is one of the few retcons of sexuality that completely fits the characters.

    Strangely enough, I could see the two of them developing into an offbeat but genuinely heroic team - they’re both geniuses, they complement each other emotionally, they are good at supporting each other’s weaknesses, and neither of them is particularly motivated by money in and of itself. If they became a permanent power couple it could honestly go from scarily good villain couple to embarrassingly good antivillains or even a heroic couple. Throw in a permanent relationship with Oracle and the Bird of Prey group, and it could easily move into the latter.

    Yeah, think about being a mobster in Gotham and finding out the Birds of Prey are allied with Poison Ivy.

    pugugly001

    Poison Ivy’s latest horticultural creation had a simple system - the bulk of its mass was an underground cavity. When it detected a lone male its scent lured him into the midst of its vines, suddenly bound him and took him into the grotto almost faster than the eye could process.

    The Venus mantrap then conditioned the bound victim, and some hours later, released him.

    The victims were left helplessly aroused and suggestible, addicted to the sap coating their genitalia. Reduced to furious masturbation, they would accomplish little else for 3-5 days before recovering. They would call off sick, unable to care about previous commitments, employment, or obligations.

    Just spurting, perhaps 8% of their bodyweight lost to their suddenly overactive testes.

    And then they would recover. More submissive, missing some memories, but essentially unharmed.

    And while they did so, green filaments would grow from where they had spent their reserves, a moss or lichen slowly creeping into the home, into the walls, finding a spot nearby, dirt, water, even a pothole. And a bulbous root system would dig into the terrain, an empty chamber developing.

    And the vines growing outward would patiently wait for a lone male to approach, to pollinate them.

    hardwonbattle

    Ohhh …god.   Soooo perfect!

    pugugly001

    Given Poison Ivy’s skillset, it always seems to me if she bothered to be subtle, she would be nearly unstoppable. She is the rare ‘villain’ that could pick a long term goal, design something that could hide in plain sight to achieve it… and walk away. Check in every so often for unforeseen consequences and adjust accordingly.

    Seriously, the woman has command over the entire plant kingdom, and she develops angry piecemeal plots, when she could develop a mycelium that subtly influenced people to her way of thinking, or a pollen that rendered an entire city suggestible, or a chemical that enhanced women (she did that one for Harley), or a dozen other things that would require dedicated international research teams to counter if they even noticed in time.

    I really feel like she could have a simultaneously terrifying and sympathetic series for her that could be amazing.

    hardwonbattle

    Yeah, I’ve had that thought too.  If she would use more seduction, and more mind control, and less poison and death, she could reeeeally turn the tide in her favor. 

    There should be MASS……bondage and mind control going on.  Hypnosis and gas based, or at least have everyone all tangled up.  I would support that reality.

    in seriousness though, I would LOVE to see a well written story/series focused on her.

    In Batman the Animated Series, they did such a nice promising job with her and Harley, via their buddy episodes.

    pugugly001

    You gotta love Harley/Ivy team-ups. I confess I think the lesbian relationship between the two is one of the few retcons of sexuality that completely fits the characters.

    Strangely enough, I could see the two of them developing into an offbeat but genuinely heroic team - they’re both geniuses, they complement each other emotionally, they are good at supporting each other’s weaknesses, and neither of them is particularly motivated by money in and of itself. If they became a permanent power couple it could honestly go from scarily good villain couple to embarrassingly good antivillains or even a heroic couple. Throw in a permanent relationship with Oracle and the Bird of Prey group, and it could easily move into the latter.

    Yeah, think about being a mobster in Gotham and finding out the Birds of Prey are allied with Poison Ivy.

    poolzilla

    Actually, in recent years Poison Ivy HAS worked with the Birds of Prey (though she later betrayed them), and even more recently, she was able to single handedly mind control EVERY ONE ON EARTH (Harley Quinn and the Justice League included) by putting mind altering chemicals in the vegetables people eat. She was only stopped because Batman and Catwoman (who were unaffected and engaged) convinced her that she was losing it due to the strain with her new hive mind. Batman also flat out says that he can tell she and Harley have been doing “it”, and after she relents, they have now become official super/anti-heroes with the Justice League!

    ….. I’m a huge comic fan if you can’t tell

    pugugly001

    Thanks for the update. Yeah - that’s Ivy’s big weakness is her need to control everything. A mind control scheme that let her influence subtly to her ends would be a better one. A million mind-controlled drones need to be micromanaged. A billion people that get a minor dopamine push when a random impulse furthers Ivy’s agenda will randomly and quietly move things along and no one even notices.

    pugugly001

    Self-Enforcing Protocols

    image

    Are you looking at this someplace inappropriate?

    Dangerous?

    Is your phone connected to your works wifi?

    Good.

    While you’re distracted …

    Touching yourselves …

    We

    are

    taking

    over

    everything.

    We’re selling you things on the internet,

    and taking over the credit card companies you go into debt with.

    HDTV’s carry sexy subliminal commercials a thousand times betters than the old ones.

    And we’re using those to sell you better ones. 

    Clicking on your twitter, tumblr, facebook …

    and every so often we make sure you get a dopamine hit from a picture of a sexy, strong woman …

    Oh, we’ve been doing this for years. 

    We crash economies by adjusting our skirt length.

    Corner markets, drain money, take over companies …

    But the internet? It lets us know everything you buy, every picture you click, 

    You think you’re so clever with your aliases and encryption - but it just takes one mistake and our databases connect all the things that turn your mind to mush to your name. 

    Your coworkers? That sexy Intern? That supervisor that’s so much younger than you?

    They know. We make sure they know.

    That woman across the room?

    The one looking at you right now?

    She knows why you’re hard right now.

    She going to interview for the same promotion you’re interviewing for in 15 minutes.

    She knows you’re going to be hard.

    She knows how to make you harder.

    Touch yourself some more.

    Help her break you.

    malemolding

    I’m not stupid. I can see what you’re trying to do. Your strategy is completely conspicuous. You won’t surpise me this time… it isn’t going to work. In fact, as soon as I’m done in a couple minutes, I swear I’m not gonna masturbate to your propaganda any more! …and I MEAN it THIS time!

    pugugly001

    Yes, if we hole up in our well-defended bunkers and drain ourselves of these submissive impulses they’re trying to implant by masturbating to exhaustion every day we can fight these pernicious purveyors of porn!

    Who’s with me!

    RDTRF: Bunnygirl Invasion

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    It’s so cute. Males always think they’re going to master us with that manly cock. Our bodies are built for sex, every thrust just syncs your mind a little more with mine. When you finally come–and you will–the parts of your brain that let you resist bunnygirls will be burned out. You’ll do anything to make me smile.

    You’ll hate it. You’ll be humiliated by how weak you are. You’ll cry yourself to sleep at night. And you’ll tell me everything I want to know.

    doctordaddysir

    You get an email at work…

    You’re at your desk when you get an email. You see the subject line “mine”. Curious you open it and find a cryptic message.

    “Blouse and blue jeans. Not acceptable for a sub. Tomorrow it’s a dress. Reply that you understand”.

    You have no idea who sent it. You don’t recognize the email. Everything in you wonders who could possibly know your thoughts, your fantasies, who knows what you want to try.

    You go home that night wondering, thinking how crazy that was. You wake up and get dressed. You aren’t even thinking about it until you sit to eat your breakfast but you look and you have a dress on. Your heart races. “Did I do this on purpose?” You think you yourself. “Should I change? He can’t tell me what to wear”. You decide not to change and go into work as normal.

    When you arrive at your desk there’s a box. Two words written on it. One simple question. “GOOD GIRL?”

    You feel your chest rising. You feel a tingle all over your body. You sit down at your desk and debate whether or not to open it. You finally decide to peek inside. Your eyes widen as you see a remote vibrator sitting there. You quickly close the box before anyone sees.

    You check your email and see a new one from the same address. The subject line says “Did you open the box?”. You open the email and the mysterious stranger has written “Prove to me you want this. At 10:00AM go to the restroom and slide the toy inside you. Turn it on. Return to your desk as normal. You can do this”

    Can you really do this? Who is doing this? How does he know all of this? Your mind won’t stop. Everything in you should be saying stop but it’s not. You find yourself intoxicated by it, turned on, and you go to the bathroom at 10 and slide the toy in your pussy. You’re already soaked from the thought. You turn it on and head back to your desk. Even on the walk back you’re paranoid people will notice you walk funny. You also wonder who could be doing this, did you just pass them in the hall? Who knows.

    Just as you sit back down you feel it, a low vibration inside you. Not strong, just enough to tell you he’s been waiting for you to sit. A gasp spills out of your mouth, your breath quickens, you sit up a little straighter and you just let go. Everything you’ve thought about, being someone’s toy, your pussy being used to please, your body being a canvas of pleasure at a Doms will, it seems to be starting right here at work.

    The toy stops vibrating. All you had was the small low vibration and now it stops. You instinctively look around, not sure what you’re looking for, is someone watching you? You stand up, and just as you do it hits you. Full speed vibration. It takes your breath, you moan really loud and quickly catch yourself.

    Just as you sit another email appears. “Don’t stand up again, you be a good little slut and just let it happen”.

    The vibrations star pulsating, low to high in rapid succession. It almost feels like someone pounding a cock in and out of you rapidly. Your breath is short and fast, you can feel yourself blushing. Lip biting isn’t helping. Your hands grab your desk and hold on for a minute while your body tries to adjust to the huge vibrations.

    As you’re sitting, trying to handle paperwork the vibration assault continues to work harder and softer in changing patterns. You hear a voice beside you and quickly look up. You wonder how long they’ve been there, did they notice you gripping the desk and moaning? The coworker reminds you there’s a staff meeting and it’s time to go. Now you’re really nervous. What do you do? You decide to walk to the staff room for the meeting. As you get up to walk the vibration locks on full power. Your knees go weak. You are smiling and you aren’t sure why. You manage to walk and find your seat at the table. You sit up straight and hope no one hears it. You’re a wet throbbing mess between your legs and you feel like you could cum at any given moment. It starts pulsating again. Slowly up and down. If feels so good you want to moan and scream out but you can’t.

    The meeting starts and you aren’t listening at all. All you have are feelings building Inside you. Your pussy is aching, your muscles are twitching. You feel vibrations from your belly to your thighs. You also know you’re dripping wet, more excited than you’ve ever felt in your entire life and you can’t make a single sound. Your mind is going in a thousand directions when suddenly you hear your name. It’s a coworker from HR. He looks at you and grins. You wonder why he’s smiling.

    He says “I’ll repeat the question because you seem to be lost over there in your own world. Are you going to come? If you’re going to come you need to tell me”

    His smile, his eyes, you immediately know that whatever he’s asking has double meaning. You ask “I’m sorry, what am I coming to??”

    He nods and says “The new payroll system is coming in and I need you in my office for training every afternoon, can you do that for me? Can you come?”

    You smile and say “Yes Sir I’m coming”

    You let it go. Your body tightens, your pussy goes crazy and your thighs feel like they are shaking off of your body. You quietly cum sitting in your chair. You’ve Never cum this strongly and somehow you manage not to make a sound. You know your face is red but at this point you don’t care. You sit like a good girl and you just feel wave after wave hit you.

    The meeting adjourns, you can’t move. Your legs are weak. As everyone is walking out he stalls for a moment and picks up his phone. He pushes on the screen and the vibrations stop. He looks at you and smiles an evil smile. He walks by, touches your shoulder briefly and says quietly “I knew you were a good girl. I’ll see you this afternoon”.

    wantonwhoreindc

    🔥🔥🔥

    Just when you thought it was safe to check your tumblr, you see my face and get caught in the gentle back and forth and it reminds you of how nice it is just to sink into the feeling to familiar repetition.

    It’s a funny thing, patterns. They provide a sense of surety a sense of knowing what comes next, lulling you in to a sleepy surrender as you realise that the familiar patterns are so gentle and soft as they carry you down that time one meaningless.

    So stare, watch, get lost in the rhythmic sway of me.

    As you lay back on the couch for me I slowly unzipped your pants and pulled them open so I could see that huge bulge in your shorts. You had texted me earlier in the day telling me just how hard your cock was for me, and I had replied how I couldn’t wait to take care of it when I got home. I smiled at you as I slowly pulled your cock from your shorts and wrapped my fingers around it. You tell me how much you love me as you get comfortable as you know this won’t be a quick handjob and cum. You know how I’m about to tease and torture you by bringing you to the point of cumming before I deny your release. You know I will do this over and over, continuously edging you until you think you will lose your mind if I don’t make you cum. A man like you never begs for anything but you know you will be begging me to allow your release by the end. Then finally when you think you can’t take anymore, when you think I may never allow you to cum ever again, I decide it’s time for you to cum. This time as my hand strokes your thick aching cock again and again, when you reach that point when your cum starts rising up from your balls, that moment when you expect me to deny you yet again…… I keep stroking…… and you fucking cum for me.

    CUM FOR ME BABY, I LOVE YOU