Fantasy Heroines and Villains

From Wonder Woman to Dracula we all love Heroines and Villains – and in many ways, this has Dom and Sub overtones.  And anything involving D/s play appeals to my kinky side

So, I asked two of my naughty friends, who are rather passionate about this type of Fantasy play to help me explore this kink

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Firstly, Shadowy Villain (@ShadowyVillain)…

She carefully sneaks through the villain’s house, looking for the evidence she needs to help lock him away.  She is dressed in her traditional, yet revealing, heroine costume: a red thong bikini, red cape, and black boots.  As she goes from room to room, she doesn’t realize someone dressed all in black except for a white mask is creeping up behind her.  I suddenly grab her with one arm around her waist and, as she gasps in surprise, clasp a white cloth over her mouth and nose.  She struggles to get free but after a few moments she gets weak and stops fighting back.  I lower her to the floor while keeping the cloth on her face.  Her eyes close and she is released from my grip, collapsing limp on the floor.  Though the cloth is clean, we’ve pretended that it was soaked in chloroform and that it made the heroine pass out

I drag her by the ankles toward the bedroom.  I pick her up and let her fall onto the bed.  She doesn’t resist as I use handcuffs to secure her wrists and ankles to the bed frame.  The heroine is helpless!  I look at her face and see that she is expressionless, doing her best to pretend that she has been rendered unconscious.  I then run my hands over her bare legs.  The erection I began having during our struggle throbs even more.  I fondle her thighs, then run my hands up and down her barely covered chest.  She is unable to resist, though after a few minutes of touching, she can’t help but moan

Her eyes open as she pretends to be waking from her forced slumber.  She starts to weakly struggle against her bonds.  Ever the strong-willed and defiant heroine, she scowls at me for what I’ve done to her.  “What’s your mission here?” I ask her

“I’ll never tell you!” she protests, still struggling to break free

“Then you’ll pay for breaking into my lair,” I tell her as I place the cloth back on her face.  She writhes in protest but soon becomes limp, once again pretending to be unconscious.  I put the cloth away and grab a vibe dildo.  I pull her bikini bottoms aside and expose her labia.  I run my hand over them and slide a finger inside her.  She doesn’t respond but I can feel her getting wet with excitement.  I manually masturbate her for a few minutes more before teasing her clitoris with the vibe.  Her hips buck from the stimulation, but her face remains as still as possible.  I insert the dildo and slide it in and out of her pussy.  “I know more about you than you realize,” I whisper to the seemingly inert heroine.  “I know that sexual stimulation is your weakness, and if I’m able to make you cum, even while unconscious, it will defeat you for good!”

She can’t respond to my threat of finishing her off, she can only lie there helpless as I bring her closer to climax with my fingers and the dildo.  Her only sign of consciousness is the tightening of her hips as she nears orgasm.  I rub her clit vigorously with my fingers, finally bringing her to a dangerous climax.  She breathes heavily and arches her back, then goes still.  The heroine is defeated!  Captured and subdued, she is now completely helpless to my perverted whims

I remove the dildo from her pussy and set it aside.  I then strip myself naked, my erection finally free.  I climb on top of my heroic prey and easily slide my penis inside her.  I thrust passionately and easily, her vagina still wet from the forced orgasm.  I admire her unresponsive face, getting even more aroused by her helplessness.  I reach with one hand and pull her bikini top to each side, exposing her breasts.  I lean in and suck on her nipples while continuing to thrust.  It doesn’t take much longer for me to feel my own orgasm approaching.  I moan in pleasure as I reach climax and ejaculate inside her while she lies bound and completely still

I slide out of her and run my hands over her legs again.  I gather my clothes and leave her on the bed, apparently unconscious, defeated, and at my mercy!

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I was very young when I first saw Wonder Woman defeated on my television, but I knew I liked it.  Even though I was not yet at puberty, I got excitement from seeing Lynda Carter dressed in the sexy costume of the Amazonian princess, and especially when she was subdued and captured by the thugs.  I particularly liked it if they captured her by knocking her unconscious and were able to move her around or tie her up while she was helpless and unable to fight back.  Around this time, I noticed similar scenes with heroines being defeated in various comic books.  It intrigued me that regardless of how strong or powerful they were, they could still have some sort of weakness that allowed the villain to knock them out and capture them.  As I got older, these scenes began to arouse me

I sought out more comic books with scenes of heroines being knocked out, lying unconscious on the ground, being carried off, and/or chained in the villain’s lair.  I would look at these scenes, and even reruns of Wonder Woman, while masturbating.  Just the images of these captured women was enough to make me climax, but I also thought about the unseen consequences of their helplessness.  Did the villain dare strip the heroine of her costume while she was unconscious?  Did he touch her bared skin?  What if sexually manipulating her body made her condition worse?  The fantasies came to me as I masturbated and I started thinking about what I would want to do if my sexual partner was open to the idea of captured heroine roleplay

Fast forward many years and I’ve been fortunate to do different levels of roleplay with my partners.  The broad theme of “I’ll be the villain, you’ll be the heroine, I’ll capture you, then we’ll have sex” was the easy part.  Working out the little details has depended on the limits and personal tastes of my partner.   My only request for the costume is that she show off her bare legs, as I had also developed a fetish for legs because of Wonder Woman’s traditional costume.  I’ve played with ladies who were comfortable in a tank top and shorts, lingerie, swimwear, or even nude

The type of pretend knockout is also based on her comfortability, as all types are arousing to me so long as it results in her pretending to be unconscious.  I’ve acted out chloroform cloth, chokeout, sleeping gas, electroshock, slap, punch, struck with a weapon, wrestling, and even overstimulation as fantasy KO methods

The play while she’s captured and unresponsive can also differ.  Some partners have wanted to merely be breast tortured, tied up, teased with toys, manually masturbated, or given oral sex (in various combinations), but it almost always ends with me having sex with my lady while she’s defeated.  Rarely do I as the villain get my comeuppance in the end after violating the noble heroine.  My partners are usually satisfied with their defeat and savour their punishment

Captured superheroines has been a passion of mine for many years and the fantasy can take on many forms.  The fun has been seeing what a willing partner is comfortable doing and making a sexy roleplay session out of it.  As long as she winds up at the villain’s mercy, it’s a good day for us both

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And now, Posy Churchgate (@PosyChurchgate)…

Films are a good starting point for explaining my fantasy, I was brought up on the ‘corny’ and melodramatic films made by Hammer Horror.  Christopher Lee as a menacing vampire and Peter Cushing as his nemesis.  I was not much of a soft compliant girlie-girl growing up, but these films did something to me, they made me want to surrender because there was something so lust inducing about being a vampire’s suck-buddy!

The fascination that vampire legend has for me has grown, I’ve read many books in the genre, each author putting their own spin on being a blood-sucking undead being. What gets me squirming is the concept that drinking a human’s blood does more than fuel the vampire, it feeds into their desires, while building submissive arousal in their victim.  In the Sookie Stackhouse series of books (written by Charlaine Harris) a person who gets off on feeding a vampire is termed a ‘fang banger’ – I might be one!

In some adaptations of the original Count Dracula story, he heads up a coven of female vampires. These women call to hapless males, who are lured from the safety of their beds to be their plaything. These vampires ooze sexual awareness, they flirt and tease their prey for erotic enjoyment.  When their male prey wake in their own beds the next day, they are woozy from loss of blood and confused, yet powerless to resist once night falls and the blood-letting sirens call again

This scenario, of being predatory and impossible to resist, of having knowledge when another is uninformed, the power dynamic of holding a dangerous thrall over one who is helpless is both alluring and exciting to me. It taps into my dominant play

Hence, I cannot decide whether that is my fantasy or to be the innocent one, travelling alone after dark without protection.  I accidentally attract the attention of a gallant but persuasive man.  He would be polite, apologising for startling me and ensuing conversation would lull me into a false sense of security when he speaks of books or art or the stars – topics no one my age discusses with me.  The way he looks at me would be different too, as if I was exceptional, precious, a prize of incredible value, soon something in his gaze makes me wonder if it would be wrong if we kissed

The sexual tension would build and, if he was reading me right, glamouring would be unnecessary, I would be putty in his hands.  With panties dampening my heart would beat faster – making a pulse in my neck that (unbeknownst to me) calls to him.  If he moves in to kiss and nibble at my neck, past experience shows my knees would buckle and I’d feel pulses of excitement in my pussy.  I’d want his gentle sucking to grow stronger against my neck and clavicle.  Welcoming more, I’d want the pressure to escalate into a bite. 

I’ve earned several love bites this way from not feeling the urge to say stop.  In the arms of a real vampire, their fangs could puncture my skin without me putting up any resistance.  The reward which follows, a rush of sexual pleasure, will keep us prey coming back for more until mortality is lost and either death, or the change to becoming a vampire yourself, sets in

It would seem as if the preternatural power of vampires, their strength, speed, invulnerability are all attractive to me. The power to glamour (not used by every creator of a vampire tale) feeds into my CNC fantasy – the ability to exert their will over another’s, to make a person desire what may not be good for them, is a very sexy concept

The bite / fangs of a vampire are not only functional, a vehicle to feed the vampire blood which they need as fuel, but they deliver sensations akin to sexual satisfaction for both the giver and the receiver of blood

Why is a virgin’s blood better than anyone else’s? I suggest it taps into many folks’ attraction to a ‘bad/dangerous’ character – with a vampire and a virgin being the extremities on this scale. A pure, unsullied person being preyed on by the most deadly creature is D/s power play in the extreme.  Is a virgin’s blood extra nourishing because of its purity, or sought after because of its rarity (in our modern life)?  Surely one who’s had no previous partners will be devoted to their vampire lover as often happens with our first love

Flying / shape shifting / preternatural strength and speed – at a surface level these are not part of the attraction of a vampire, but having a lover who can protect one against incredible odds is very hot

Film makers and a wealth of authors are much to blame for my perception that a vampire would become cultured and genteel.  Theirs is a life which often spans centuries, so many of the undead are portrayed as passing their time reading books and collecting art.  Time spent with such a deep thinking and polished person seems idyllic and appealing

Vulnerable to silver / bright light – well every creature has a flaw!  If we fang bangers are going to look to a vampire to protect and rescue us, then (as Julia Roberts says in Pretty Woman) we need to rescue them right back!  So here are their vulnerabilities with which a human (or day walker) can help

I’ve asked Kate Pasithea & Vlad Lioncourt – co-authors of Alina Rising an erotic romance featuring vampires, to share what they believe makes vampires a popular kink

KP: For me, vampires have never been about the hypnotic allure of Christopher Lee’s eyes, but the animalistic reaction of the body to harsh contact of teeth.  The neck is a highly sensitive erogenous zone for most, but the first time I experienced a real bite there, I came very close to climaxing from that alone.  In that moment, I understood the true sexuality of the vampire.  Not the hypnotic intimations, not the flowing of one’s lifeblood into another being, but that searing, consuming pain that sends fiery rods straight to the centre of my sexual arousal

VL: I absolutely agree with Kate.  There is something visceral about biting, especially if the risks are dramatic.  Is it not the pinnacle of escapism?  How many dream of escaping tedium in the arms of an immortal?  Commitments beyond normal

To me, it is also the ultimate example of primal, raw lust.  The pinnacle of the power exchange; the vampire wants ALL of their prey, quite literally.  And the prey wants to give it ALL…sometimes.  Lol.  But, the result is that, in the classic storyline, she becomes enslaved to him.  The D/s, and M/s dynamic is front and centre.  I suspect those with latent submissive needs find vampires the sexiest of the monsters

It has an interesting parallel to bondage.  People love bondage with a trusted lover because it gives the illusion of being helpless to another’s need.  Well, isn’t that what happens when a vampire visits?  I bet anyone who loves bondage also loves vampires.  A slave to another’s need… so it is mental and physical

KP: Ah yes, the danger is certainly also a draw. Vlad and I have spoken often about hunters and prey.  That though, isn’t something I inherently link to vampires – though it is obviously an element of their attraction

This extract is from Walk in Moonlight by Rosemary Laurey – which I highly recommend as romantic and erotic vampire fiction

“Imagine the talk, you refuse Sebastian then hotfoot it over to my house.  We’d have to fight a duel for certain.”             

“I thought they became illegal in the last century.”

“I’m a man with roots in the past.”  He squeezed her hand, as if in farewell.  Dixie wasn’t ready to have him go.  She touched his shoulder and reached to kiss him goodbye

[…]She aimed for his cheek.  He turned and her mouth met his lips, cool as the marble on the pantry shelf.  But as her lips caressed his, she knew only warmth and softness.  He tasted of night and spice and excitement.  Her mouth opened as his pressed on hers […] Almost reluctantly, his hand smoothed up her neck and through her hair.  She sighed and her tongue reached for his

The heat of summer burst through her.  She gasped, but not for breath; for more.  And he gave it.  Sweetness flooded her soul and need surged like a current through her brain […] Time stopped.  Dixie knew nothing but spiralling warmth and an aching need for more

Now that’s what I’m talking about!

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Posy even had some more Vampire related reading recommendations….