"So why did we have to come here?" I asked Bridget as we pulled up to the theater in a taxi. I would have teleported us to the dressing room, but Charlotte was adamant that I try and not use my power for a day or two until I feel perfectly fine. I feel perfectly fine right now, but that's not good enough for her.

"I told ya, I forgot my stage clothes, ok?" Bridget seemed more than a bit irritable. I think I should be the one who's irritable, I had to buy those! Well, at least she hasn't stained them yet, that would be kind of annoying. For now Bridget was dressed in street clothes; jeans and a red t-shirt while, Charlotte wore a blue one. That would help with differentiating them. I was wearing casual clothes too, though I had a long coat on because it was sort of chilly out. Sometimes I wonder if I should just dress how I do on stage constantly. It certainly flattered me more than jeans and a coat did.

"Well, you better hope an adoring fan didn't take them home." Charlotte and Bridget both rolled their eyes at me as we entered the theater.

"I'm going to use the bathroom. You both better be ready by the time I get out." Charlotte sighed as she headed to the bathroom and I accompanied Bridget into the main theater room. It was very dark and only the dim wall lights provided light. The darkness and the ominous silence in the empty theater put me on edge. She started to walk faster and headed off down the rows into the back hallway while I walked a little slower.

I eventually made it to the stage and hopped up on it, glancing around. I looked at the actual wood of the stage, glad that I wouldn't have to pay to get it repaired because of the fireworks. It's happened a few times and the theater manager always wanted to charge far more than it cost to repair it. I faced the empty audience and I just barely saw someone before a light flicked on and almost blinded me.

I threw my hands up to block the light as a woman's voice echoed around the theater. "Those two idiots are so intimidated by you? I thought you'd be a tiger and you don't look like much more than a kitten!" Someone came into my presence and was moving very fast. Reacting on instinct, I moved out of the way and felt someone land where I had just been standing.

My vision focused and I looked at my attacker, and probable slaver, to be... well honestly surprised. She had a very strange color of hair, light moss green and her eyes were a deep emerald and looked threatening yet somehow alluring with her face turned to the side. She couldn't have been that much taller than me, but she held herself so well that she looked taller. She wore white robes that look liked they belonged more on a monk than a woman, with an exceptional ass, who was threatening a stage magician. "Who... are you?"

"I'm Samba, and I'm sure you can guess why I'm here." I couldn't really take my eyes off her. She had a very nice figure and I almost could see through those thin white clothes. I wasn't really paying much attention, I kept looking between her breasts and waist. "Hey! Stop that, dammit! I'm not here to be eye candy, I'm here to capture you!" I snapped out of it and looked up to see her charging me. As she entered my presence I knew how she was going to attack; when you can feel everything around you, it's pretty easy. To top it off, all of Doe's training insured I was no slouch.

The sudden stop almost threw me off, but it became very obvious she was trying to spin and attack me from the side. My foot met her halfway through the spin, sending her sprawling backward. It was only a light push, but it was enough to throw her completely off balance with a small shriek. "Not used to that?" I smirked down at her, sometimes it just felt really good to surprise someone like that.

Not missing a beat, Samba rolled backward and launched forward at me again. Obviously she didn't want to quit so I was going to have to make this a bit more painful of a lesson than I really wanted to give her. Her punch came straight on, very predictably, and I caught her hand and spun around her, my leg locking in between hers as I pushed her forward. To my surprise her foot came back and she turned,

Before completing her spin she distanced herself from me with a quick hop as she kicked. I didn't realize until that instant that she was running around barefoot, for good reason too. I caught her foot in my hand, and noticed there was a bit of a glow around it; the same color as her hair (or perhaps her hair the same color as it). As soon as it touched my hand, my hand was deadened to the touch. I jumped backward more than a little surprised and tried to form a fist, but it wouldn't respond. "What the hell did you do?" I said more than a little aggravated.

Samba smirked at me. "It's pretty easy to carry a girl that can't move." She rushed at me again and this time I completely avoided her by leaping over her. At least, I thought I did; She showed her very impressive speed and control of momentum again by stopping as soon as I went air born and lightly struck my knee, that same weird glow erupting from her hand this time. I knew how this would end if I landed with weight on that foot, so after quickly readjusting myself in the air, I landed on one foot quite gracefully, which was a big surprise for me. I turned to face Samba, though I could feel she was already waiting for me to land. Damn she was quick.

She grabbed me by my wrists and wrapped a leg around my still good one and I could feel that strange glow this time. "Looks like I finished a bit early though, so I get to have some fun." She was at eye level with me and grabbed me as I fell forward. I couldn't really feel anything anymore and my body wasn't responding, but it was apparently capable of sort of holding me up. "Now you're going to learn exactly what I do to girls that catch my eye. And if you do good enough, I won't even turn you in - I'll keep you for myself."

I tried to open my mouth in protest, but even that wouldn't work. Her ability's usefulness just skyrocketed. Her hair began to grow brighter as she closed her eyes, and when she opened them the whites were gone; replaced with that same moss green color. In contrast, her emerald eyes seemed to become much darker. I suddenly could feel again, my body waking up from the numbness, but I still couldn't move She was smiling as she whipped me back away from her and my feet spun me around, stopping a few feet away from her. She giggled and was wearing a very satisfied grin. "You move so well Lynn, this is going to be a real treat."

My body came alive and started moving. My hips started shaking as I moved around the stage far more gracefully than I had ever moved in my life. It started slow and I could feel a pounding in my head. It wasn't painful, it was just there. The pounding sped up and so did my body, now moving around the stage much quicker, still shaking my hips and spinning far better than I would ever be able to if I was in control. Samba couldn't stop from laughing and every time I got a look at her she seemed very happy.

I tried to open my mouth again, but it wouldn't budge, in fact it was in a smile as my body danced happily and quickly around Samba. I wanted to say "So you can control my body, big deal." but as the beat in my head quickened I could feel that it wasn't just controlling my body. Samba joined me as I spun and stopped in front of her, grabbing me and spinning me, staying extremely close as we started to dance in a pair. I felt my thoughts getting fuzzy, feeling fainter and weaker as I continued to dance. Her leg wrapped around mine and I leaned back, braced against it very low.

Her hand grabbed mine and I was brought back into an embrace to continue dancing. "I'm sure you're feeling it Lynn..." Her hands were around my waist, helping me move faster and faster, dancing more and more elegantly. She kept dipping me and pulling me back up, and every time she did I felt happier and happier to just dance with her. I had never been that lithe on my own and I knew without her I would never be this nimble again.

Her hands worked up my shirt and as I dipped again it came off. "Small and perky, just right for a dancer. Too big and they would be annoying." I blushed. I sort of wished I could say thanks but my mind was more occupied with dancing around on that stage. She spun me and I felt the back of my bra get clipped and it fell off while I was facing away from her. She pressed me close as my bare breasts rubbed against her clothed ones. I knew where the dance was going and I could feel the need to let it go that far. Stopping now would be torture.

Her hand clipped the button on my pants, and without missing a beat I kicked them off with a leaping pirouette. Samba continued to spin me and dance with me, my hips now shaking much more freely as my body wasn't encumbered by anything but my panties. I caught a glimpse of my hands as they moved through the air, glowing in that same odd way Samba's did - the difference was that my entire arm was also glowing too. My entire body must have been glowing that beautiful moss green color, just like Samba's hair! That thought made me feel so good and at the same time so needy as we continued dancing. Her hand occasionally dipped into my panties, but she never pressed them down.

"I don't think anyone has ever responded this well to my dance, Lynn. You're an absolutely perfect dance partner, I hope you're just as good in bed." Samba smiled and I blushed, and at the same time slowly felt myself getting moist. I wanted to grind my legs, but I couldn't keep dancing if I started doing that and the dance was so much more important. Her clothes burned off in a flash of green light and she wrapped her leg around my waist, pushing me backward slowly. Our bodies started to lower; our hips shaking against each other, almost grinding but not quite touching.

Before I knew it, my back was pressed against the cold stage floor and I moaned in excitement. "So graceful, and so much talent..." Samba's eyes looked into mine. My eyes became melted and half lidded, hers seemed to be grinning. Too fast for me to follow ,she was pressed against me, her face kissing along my neck and slowly going lower. She teased my nipples with kisses as she went even lower, kissing so slowly down me, but still somehow in beat. She kissed the fabric of my panties and I felt them burn away completely with a very pleasant warmth.

I could almost feel her still grinning as she played with my slit teasingly, making me moan out again. "Just as cute down here and waxed? My my, someone is used to this..." I moaned again as I bit my thumb and clenched my pussy. I really, really wanted to just rub my legs together. "Are you that horny Lynn? You really like being controlled into sex that badly huh?" She laughed; it was probably a cruel laugh, but I didn't care. I was just glad she was paying so much attention to me and teasing me. "I was almost expecting that you would do something to get me in this position, you sure got the other two to fuck until the police arrived on a restaurant table, after all."

She laughed again as she finally pushed a finger into me. It had that same warmth that I felt when my panties burned off, but now that it was inside me it was so much better. "Glad you enjoy, you're going to be getting lots of this from now on after all." Another finger in and I could feel even more. She started to nibble and suck on my clit and I couldn't stop from practically screaming. I could feel her warmth going so far into me, shooting straight through my spine.

That moss green warm feeling never stopped spreading. I knew I was glowing on the outside, but now I wondered if I was glowing on the inside too, if all of me was glowing that color. I orgasmed without any warning and my back arched high into the air as my fingers and toes curled and clenched. I could feel myself clenching down on her fingers too, making that warmth go even further.

"Oh don't think we're done Lynn, I got naked for a reason dammit!" Her voice by no means oozed sexuality and Samba didn't even try to mask the raw selfish need in it, but that felt so much better than any amount of sexuality could. She grabbed my hands and pulled me up to a sitting position and I quickly readjusted my legs; like Like the dance, I couldn't miss a step if I tried. She laid back quickly and I dived into her cunny, licking and sucking with my tongue. Going with that same rhythm, that same beat, with my tongue against her cunt and my thighs against each other.

I grinded against her and nuzzled so happily, kissing and licking, my fingers just teasing as her hips bucked against me. Her slit gushed with juices and I eagerly licked it right up. My own pussy was dripping and my inner thighs were coated, making it that much easier to just keep rubbing them together.

I had to keep rubbing my legs together, my ass was sticking up into the air wagging as I continued to finger and lick Samba, knowing that she would soon take me wherever and we could dance more. "Eager little slut aren't you?" Samba's voice was strained as she stifled moans, I could tell she was close though. "Aaack!" She moaned out as her pussy clenched around my fingers and juices gushed out. I eagerly continued to lick and strokes her lightly so she could enjoy her afterglow. I knew that it was important to make sure she was always happy.

I don't know how long I stroked and nuzzled her crotch but my own pussy started to feel like it was going to burst soon. I looked up at Samba, whimpering lightly. She just looked back at me with a grin and then... something happened. Her grin faded and she looked at me with wide eyes.

"What the... you... what...?" I stammered uselessly as it snapped into my mind that Samba had been entrancing me. I didn't have time to pull away from her though as a her hand pressed over my face and I felt my entire body go numb.

"Fuck fuck fuck, what the fuck was that!?" I couldn't believe what happened. Holy shit no one told me that would happen. Admittedly the information was spotty, but how the hell does someone miss something like that!? She completely broke out of my hold. I had a very elaborate dance on her mind and she should have only been listening to the beat and the instructions I was giving her.

I sighed deeply. The situation was resolved, she wasn't going to be doing much besides babbling a bit here and there. It kept her from teleporting, but it was a lot less fun. "Well..." I focused and my clothes reappeared in my Radiance. "...I can't really take you out of here naked, but putting you back in your clothes will be a hassle so..." I put my hand to her stomach and focused.

A small white dress (hey, I think it suits her) formed over her body. It was a bit plain, but I wasn't going for fashion. "Goddamn that was a scare... whew... If she would've gotten away... ugh." My mind was way past the thought of her getting away though, I was thinking about how to get out of the theater without my two companions noticing. I figured that any way I could possibly think of was just too dependent on luck and sort of unneeded. I'd just zap 'em and leave 'em. It worked on Lynn, it'll work on them.