Jason sighed and picked up the little folder of newspaper clippings he found and proceeded to walk back to the kitchen.
"So what was the mattah with C.C. Hunn?" Harley said while holding Jo-jo in place.
"Seems somehow she got herself tied up to a chair." Jason said.
"She's clumsy!" Jo-jo said still trying to feign ignorance.
"Yes, I'm sure she tied herself after finding this." Jason said handing the folder to Harley.
Jo-jo's face went white... well it would have if you know...
"What is this?" Harley said.
"Seems our little princess here has a litt obsession... this seems like a mom thing so... I'm going to go make sure CC is ok" Jason said quickly slinking out of the room.
Harley opened the folder and found newspaper clippings and especially photos of supervillains... especially those that showed off their bodies. Like one that showed Killer Crock's abs, another that showed Deadshot's ass, Deathstroke in a fighting position with his katana and his mask off and the like.
"What is this filth young lady?" Harley said dropping to a seat.
"Nothing mama I swear!" Jo-jo lied.
"We've talked about this kinda thing." HArley said angrily.
"Yes, Mama." Jo-jo held back a tear.
"Well I guess talking isn't cutting it... so I guess now I got's to punish ya." Harley explained dragging the pale girl over her knee... before pulling down the feminized joker's frilly panties exposing her cute little butt and tight newly made pussy to the cold morning air.
"Now this is gonna hurt mama a lot more than it hurts you princess ya know that right?" Harley said
"Yes, mama." Jo-jo said solemnly.
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"Quite frankly Tony, the answer is simple." Jarvis said matter of factly.
"It is...?" Tony said confused.
"Yes, Miss Stark... the only logical solution is for you to drop the charade that you are in control entirely." Jarvis said.
"I ... do?" Toni said confused.
"Yes, you aren't this hot shot genius inventor alpha playboy that you pretend to be. After all, Every single time you have tried to take charge on your own it has been an epic disaster." Mr. Jarvis said plainly and Tony nodded slightly.
"You, Miss Stark, are a scared little girl seeking a strong firm hand to guide you through life. " Jarvis continued.
"Someone like you, Mr. Jarvis?" Tony asked
"Yes, I had attempted to bring you up how your father would have wanted until you were able to stand on your own two feet and be a great leader of men like he was. But I see now that was all for naught... you aren't a Leader Tony, and you never will be."
"But...but what do I do..." Tony said in a panic.
"That's simple, sign over control over Stark Industries and all of your asetts to me. Then I train your body and mind to fit the servile role you were meant to, Tanya." Jarvis said handing over a drawing of her future maid uniform.
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As Cizko played with the two sluts that were jeering at Wolverine. He thought of the things that they asked of him they seemed like really good ideas... until suddenly he was hit with a wave of diziness and somehow knew that Laura was unavailable to see Wolverine in his current state, as she was no longer at the X-manor or really in her right mind... he had vague flashes of a rabbit, eggs, and Lewis Carrol for some reason but the flashes were so short he couldn't really get his bearings... oh well if nothing else he could use the opportunity to punish his slut even if it wasn't really her fault.