Day 6: Bondage/Dubious Consent

Day 6: Bondage/Dubious Consent

Kim's heart raced as she darted through the dimly lit corridor, her mind focused on the mission at hand. She had tracked Shego and Drakken to yet another one of their secret lairs, intent on stopping whatever evil plan they had concocted this time. It was routine by now—sneak in, outsmart Drakken, and engage in her usual sparring match with Shego before wrapping up the mission.

"Wade, I'm close," Kim whispered, her voice low as she scanned the area for any sign of Shego or Drakken. "Do you have their exact location?"

"I'm working on it," Wade's voice crackled through the Kimmunicator. "But be careful, Kim. The security systems are more advanced than usual—looks like Drakken's actually been upgrading."

Kim rolled her eyes. "Of course he has," she muttered. "Let me know as soon as you get a fix on them."

Before Wade could respond, Kim's senses went on high alert. The hairs on the back of her neck stood up, a familiar sensation creeping over her as she turned just in time to see a flash of green.

"Looking for someone, Kimmie?" Shego's voice purred, dripping with her usual teasing confidence.

Kim barely had time to react before Shego was on her, her plasma-charged hands glowing as she lunged. Kim dodged to the side, her body moving on instinct as she dropped into a defensive stance.

"Shego," Kim said, her voice breathless as she narrowed her eyes. "You're going to have to try harder than that."

Shego smirked, her green eyes gleaming with amusement as she circled Kim like a predator stalking its prey. "Oh, don't worry, Princess," she teased, her voice low and sultry. "I've got plenty more tricks up my sleeve."

Kim tensed, ready for the fight she knew was coming. But something was off—Shego wasn't attacking. Instead, she seemed to be playing with her, drawing out the tension as if waiting for the perfect moment to strike.

"Come on, Shego," Kim taunted, trying to provoke her. "What's the plan this time? More mind control? Giant robots?"

Shego chuckled, her lips curling into a wicked grin. "Oh, you'll see, Kimmie. But first, let's make things interesting, shall we?"

Before Kim could process what was happening, Shego flicked her wrist, and a set of glowing ropes shot out from her gauntlets. They wrapped around Kim's wrists with a quick, fluid motion, pulling her arms behind her back before she had a chance to react.

"What the—" Kim struggled against the bindings, her eyes widening in surprise as she realized what had just happened. The ropes were tight, but not painfully so, their glowing green light pulsating as they held her securely in place.

Shego stepped closer, her smirk widening as she watched Kim squirm. "Surprised, Princess?" she asked, her voice full of smug satisfaction. "I thought it was about time I turned the tables."

Kim tugged at the ropes, her muscles straining as she tried to break free, but it was no use. The bindings held firm, and the more she struggled, the tighter they seemed to get.

"Let me go, Shego," Kim growled, her voice full of frustration as she glared up at the villainess. "You know this won't stop me."

Shego's grin widened as she stepped even closer, her body pressing against Kim's as she leaned in, her breath warm against Kim's ear. "Oh, I'm not trying to stop you," Shego whispered, her voice low and teasing. "I'm just trying to slow you down."

Kim's breath hitched as she felt the heat of Shego's body against hers, the closeness making her pulse quicken. She tried to focus, tried to remember that she was on a mission, but Shego's presence was impossible to ignore. The ropes binding her wrists made her feel vulnerable in a way she hadn't expected, and the way Shego was looking at her—like a predator eyeing its prey—sent a shiver down her spine.

"What's the matter, Kimmie?" Shego teased, her lips brushing lightly against Kim's ear. "You seem a little... tied up."

Kim scowled, her body tensing as she tried to suppress the reaction Shego's proximity was causing. She hated that Shego could get under her skin like this, hated the way her body betrayed her every time they were close. But she wasn't going to give Shego the satisfaction of seeing her squirm.

"I'm going to break out of these ropes," Kim muttered, her voice low and defiant. "And when I do, you're going to regret it."

Shego laughed, a rich, teasing sound that sent another shiver down Kim's spine. "Oh, Kimmie, I don't think you're going anywhere. Not until I've had a little fun."

Kim's eyes widened slightly at Shego's words, her breath coming in short, shallow bursts as Shego's hands trailed down her sides, her touch firm but teasing. Shego's fingers brushed lightly against Kim's skin, sending a jolt of sensation through her already heightened nerves.

"You're always so tense, Princess," Shego murmured, her voice full of wicked amusement as her hands moved lower, skimming along Kim's hips. "Always so focused, so in control. But right now? You're at my mercy."

Kim's heart raced, her muscles tensing as she tried to pull away, but the ropes held her in place, leaving her completely vulnerable to Shego's teasing touch.

"Shego," Kim growled, her voice shaky as she tried to regain her composure. "This isn't—"

But before she could finish her sentence, Shego's hand slid lower, brushing against Kim's thigh, the fabric of her pants doing little to hide the heat of Shego's hand. Kim gasped, her body jerking in surprise at the intimate touch.

"You're always fighting me, Kimmie," Shego whispered, her voice low and full of challenge. "But what if you didn't?"

Kim's breath hitched, her body trembling as Shego's words hung in the air. There was something dangerous about the way Shego was looking at her, something that made Kim's pulse quicken and her body react in ways she hadn't expected. Shego's smirk deepened, her fingers tracing lazy patterns along Kim's sides, teasing but not yet giving her the release she instinctively knew was coming.

"You know, Kimmie," Shego whispered, her voice soft but full of wicked intent, "you're always so strong, so determined. But right now, I'm in control." Her hand came up, brushing against the waistband of Kim's pants, her fingers playing with the button. "I think it's time you learned what it feels like to lose for once."

"Shego—" Kim's voice wavered, her mind racing as she tried to process what was happening. She struggled against the ropes, her muscles straining as she tried to pull free, but it was no use. She could feel the heat pooling low in her belly, her body betraying her even as she fought to keep control.

Shego leaned in closer, her breath warm against Kim's neck as she whispered, "You could stop this, you know. All you have to do is say the word. I'm not that much of a villain. Still, we both know you won't."

Before Kim could respond, Shego's hand slipped inside her pants, her fingers sliding past the thin fabric of Kim's underwear until they reached her swollen, sensitive clit. Kim gasped, her body jerking in surprise as Shego's fingers pressed against her, rubbing in slow, deliberate circles.

"Oh, Kimmie," Shego purred, her voice full of amusement as she watched Kim's reaction. "You're already so wet. I guess you're enjoying this more than you want to admit."

Kim's breath hitched, her entire body trembling as Shego's fingers moved with maddening precision, rubbing her clit with just enough pressure to make her hips buck involuntarily. The sensation was overwhelming—pleasure and frustration mixing together in a way that left Kim gasping for breath, her mind spinning as she tried to keep control.

"Shego, stop," Kim managed to gasp, her voice weak and shaky. But even as the words left her lips, Kim knew they lacked conviction. Her body was betraying her, responding to Shego's touch in ways she couldn't control.

"Stop?" Shego chuckled softly, her fingers pressing harder, her movements quickening just enough to send another wave of pleasure through Kim's trembling body. "Are you sure about that princess? You don't sound like you mean it. But say it again and I'll stop, I promise."

Somehow that sounded more like a threat than a promise. And Kim didn't want her to stop, not really.

Kim's breath came in short, desperate bursts as Shego's fingers continued their relentless assault on her clit, rubbing in slow, deliberate circles that sent sparks of pleasure shooting through her. Kim's hips jerked forward involuntarily, her body craving more even as her mind screamed at her to resist.

 Shego had her pinned, tied up, and completely at her mercy. And the worst part? Kim could feel the pressure building inside her, the familiar coil of tension tightening in her core as Shego's fingers pushed her closer and closer to the edge.

"You're going to come for me, Kimmie," Shego whispered, her voice full of dark promise as her fingers moved faster, her thumb pressing firmly against Kim's clit. "And when you do, I want you to remember that I'm the one who made you come. Not because you wanted to, but because you couldn't help yourself."

Kim's entire body trembled, her breath coming in short, ragged gasps as she fought to hold back, to keep control. But the pleasure was overwhelming, her nerves on fire as Shego's fingers rubbed her clit with unrelenting pressure, driving her closer and closer to the brink.

"Shego," Kim gasped, her voice barely more than a whisper as her body trembled uncontrollably. "I—I can't..."

But Shego didn't stop. If anything, her movements became more intense, her fingers pressing harder, faster, rubbing Kim's swollen clit with a precision that left her breathless. Kim's hips bucked wildly, her muscles clenching as the tension inside her built to a breaking point.

And then, with one final, deliberate stroke, Kim shattered.

Her body convulsed, her hips jerking forward as the orgasm ripped through her, wave after wave of intense pleasure crashing over her. Kim's breath came in short, desperate gasps, her entire body trembling as Shego's fingers continued to rub her clit, prolonging the sensation until it became almost unbearable.

Kim's vision blurred, her mind spinning as she came hard, her muscles clenching around nothing as the release left her gasping for breath. But even as her body shook with the aftershocks of her orgasm, Shego's fingers didn't stop. She continued to rub Kim's clit, her movements slow and deliberate, drawing out every last bit of pleasure until Kim was trembling with oversensitivity.

When Shego finally pulled her hand away, Kim collapsed against the ropes, her body spent, her breath coming in short, ragged bursts. She could still feel the heat between her legs, her skin slick with sweat as she tried to catch her breath, her mind reeling from the intensity of what had just happened.

Shego smirked, clearly satisfied with herself as she leaned down, her lips brushing lightly against Kim's ear. "Next time we do this," Shego whispered, her voice low and full of promise, "I'm going to have you bent over, begging for it."

Kim's breath hitched, her heart racing as Shego's words sent a fresh wave of heat through her body. She was still tied up, still vulnerable, and yet, even after everything that had just happened, she couldn't deny the thrill that shot through her at Shego's promise.

Shego straightened up, her smirk widening as she buttoned Kim's pants back up and stepped back, admiring her handiwork. "But for now, Kimmie," she teased, her voice full of amusement, "I think I'm going to leave you here. I've got work to do and I trust you'll eventually be able to figure out how to free yourself."

She drew out the word 'eventually' as she sauntered off. A smirk firmly in place on her lips.