Crimson Carnality, the sorceress supervillainess, had managed to summon two reflective panes from the multi-dimensional Chamber of Submission. The spell had cost her dearly, but the sight before her justified her sacrifice.
Less than 24 hours ago, the sorceress had captured the superheroines Argent and Sable. They fought and struggled and defied Crimson Carnality, nearly breaking her binding spells several times.
Now, all that fight was forgotten. Merely placing the heroines before the enchanted looking-glasses had made them weak and pliable. Every glimpse of themselves in the mirror showed them the prisoner they were, the sex object they could be, and the blissful, submissive slave girl that they had always secretly longed to become.
Licking her lips, Crimson Carnality prepared to enjoy her two newest super-sluts.
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