Ms Patriot: Dark Crusade (Chapter 62) (Patreon)

Chapter 62

Annette Moore’s sharp hazel eyes darted from shadow to shadow, checking possible hiding places as she moved up the street. Cars lined the street. More passed in both directions. Two men shouted at each other a block behind her. Everything looked and sounded normal.

The Java Bliss Café sat mid-block. She spotted two motorcycles parked in a single slot out front and smiled. There were two sidewalk bistro tables flanking the door, occupied by couples. Both of those men turned to stare at her, one with his jaw dropping. Their women looked at her as well, but with annoyance.

Not my fault, she thought, but then considered how she dressed.

Annette wore all white. Hey, she loved to dress monochrome. The halter dress had no back, a dramatically plunging neckline, and an extremely high hemline. She finished it off with silver jewelry and matte white thigh boots. Pretty much how she always dressed when not at work.

Okay, sexy, but men need to learn self-control.

The door was open, so she passed inside and looked around. A heavily tattooed twenty-something waitress smiled at her, sunlight reflecting off her septum horseshoe nose ring. Annette looked past her and spotted the others at a table, so she smiled and indicated the occupied table.

“Just meeting my friends.”

“Would you like a menu?”

“Just a small coffee. Black.”

Auburn-haired Jill Greene stood first to hug her. Then Kameko Moto greeted her with a quick hug, before Antonia Garza. Jill wore skinny jeans, blue tank, and black pumps. Kameko looked very goth in a black dress and ankle boots, while Toni was the smoking hot Latina in a yellow minidress and brown thigh boots.

Annette claimed a chair that gave her line of sight to the door and out the windows.

“How are you girls doing?”

“It’s a struggle,” Toni said. “I went from rich to dirt poor.” She stopped, looked around warily, and continued in a quieter voice. “We’ve been comparing notes before you arrived. All of us are mostly seducing random men to ‘take care of us’ each night, just to have a bed and bathroom.”

“Same,” she said. “I’m so sorry you girls have to go through this. Why haven’t you flown the coop? What’s keeping you in Grimme City?”

“The same as what’s keeping you around,” Jill said.

“While you have a daughter to rescue, we have friends to save,” Kameko said. “At the moment we’re not doing much, but once we get our new reality sorted out we’ll be back in the game.”

Annette opened her mouth to speak, but spotted possible trouble out on the street. A dark blue utility van slowed almost to a stop, no traffic around it. Then she noticed a black SUV came up behind it. Her heart skipped a beat, but then the two vehicles continued up the street.

“Who was that?” Jill asked. “It gave me the creeps.”

“Everything and everybody gives me the creeps nowadays,” Annette said. “But, yeah, that was passingly suspicious. I don’t feel safe here anymore.”

“Can we meet somewhere else?” Toni asked. “I’m feeling so lonely. I need time with friends.”

“Me, too,” Kameko said.

“I think that describes us all,” Annette said. “Okay, it’s late afternoon. Why don’t we split up, get suited up, and meet over on Old Miller Road?”

“At the abandoned Safeway?” Jill asked.

“Perfect,” she said. “In say two hours?”

They got up as Annette volunteered to pay. The others filed out of the café first, out of sight in a flash. She got her coffee to go. It was going to be a long night, so a jolt of caffeine was in order. But two large men rushed inside as she turned around. Annette recognized them as street thugs for hire.

“Gotcha,” Jacob Ireland snarled. “We’re gonna enjoy this.”

“Yes we are,” Igor Romanov snarled, dark eyes looking her curves over with lust.

Both men were well over six feet tall, broad-shouldered, with heavily tatted up muscular chests. Igor had neck and facial tattoos as well. She had fought both more than once as her alter ego.

“You ain’t got your pretty little power belt to help you now, Silver,” Jacob said with too much wicked glee. “And there’s a hefty price on your head, too.”

“We gonna get hot heroine pussy and paid,” Igor said.

Annette, heart hammering, threw her hot coffee in an arc across their leering faces. They screamed in agony and surprise, while she turned and escaped through the kitchen door. Two women worked in the kitchen, looking at her in shock as she passed through and out the back door.

And straight into the arms of two more men.

“Let me go, you morons!” she screamed, kicking and thrashing. Then she froze, eyes locked on Jill, Toni, and Kameko. All three handcuffed. Three men held her friends up, white cloths pressed over their noses and mouths. And then one of the men that caught her pulled her arms back and handcuffed her. The other man pressed a damp cloth over her mouth and nose.

“Breathe, Silver Angel. Breathe in your fate,” a deep, gravelly voice whispered into her ear.

Jacob and Igor came crashing out, faces bright red, blinking through their tears. Jacob growled like a wild animal, and pounded a fist into her solar plexus. All of her air exploded out, forcing her to gasp and sob, sucking in increasing lungs full of chloroform. Darkness began to creep in all around, even as all strength bled out of her limbs.

Igor ripped her top down, releasing her large, firm tits into the world. He claimed a nipple, while other hands grabbed her other tit, grabbed her crotch. Soon fingers were pushing up inside her, front and back. All while she spiraled down, down, down.

The cloth was pulled away before she was completely unconscious. The man that put her into that condition swept her up, tossing her over his shoulder. They took her straight to the dark blue van she saw out on the street. Annette was plopped down between Toni and Kameko.

As the van pulled away, Igor forced her legs apart, and mounted her. Jacob mounted Kameko. Another man fucked Jill. While she felt Igor plowing into her, stretching her pussy out nicely, her body didn’t react at all. She just stared up into his red face as he humped away, barely able to think. It felt like it lasted forever, but at the same time she began to recover from that most insidious of drugs. She was squirming beneath him by the time the evil thug emptied inside her.

“I hope you’re happy, pig,” she gasped out, words heavily slurred.

“I am. I’ve wanted to nail your fine ass for fifteen years.” He kissed her, slipping her some tongue. “My only regret is you aren’t in costume.”

The van rolled to a stop. Someone outside opened the sliding side door. Light flooded the interior, stabbing at her eyes. Dark silhouettes loomed just outside.

“What the fuck?” one of the new men said. “Idiots. Boss ain’t going to be happy that you guys got their cunts all nasty before he got his shot.”

“Nobody said we couldn’t fuck ‘em,” Jacob said.

The women were pulled out one by one: Jill, Toni, Kameko, and then Annette. They all teetered, knees weak, but still conscious. Jill was the only one of them completely stripped, since the others wore dresses. But like Annette’s dress, Kameko’s and Toni’s dresses were wadded up around their waists like belts.

“Fuck me,” Annette gasped out softly after getting a good look at the familiar back entry. “The Dollhouse.”

“Welcome back,” one of the men said. That’s when she noticed the four men waiting for them were all in tight black t-shirts and black jeans. Dollhouse bouncers. The Toad’s henchmen. “The boss is eager to get reacquainted.”

The handcuffed, drugged beauties were led inside, one handler per girl keeping them stumbling forward to their dark destiny. They took them straight into a back room. There was a single comfortable chair, upon which sat the Toad. He leered at the four depowered heroines, swaying before him in their drug-induced stupors.

“Kneel before your new master,” Toad sneered.

The heroines were forced to their knees. Fine with Annette. It was much easier to remain upright on her knees at the moment. She struggled to focus on him, but that didn’t mean she wasn’t thoroughly stressed and distressed.

“You won’t get away with this, Toad,” Annette sneered.

He laughed. “I was wondering which one of you would say that first.”

The Toad waved her over. Her handler forced Annette to crawl to him, then stand and straddle the Toad’s lap. Her handler’s hand twisted painfully in her hair, the hapless heroine was forced to bend over at the waist, place her hands on his shoulder, and kiss her wannabe master. Pudgy hands explored her body while they kissed.

Annette was pulled away. Toad waved for Kameko. Then he looked at the blonde with distaste.

“You boys start fucking her. Fuck her into the Curse so we can start brainwashing her into absolute obedience.”

“What? Nonono!”

Annette was bent over the back of a chair. Jacob claimed her first, pressing up behind the helpless heroine. He kissed and motorboated her sweet, round buttocks. Gave her some hard spanks. He finger fucked her until his fingers were sopping wet, then used her pre-cum to lube her butt hole. He mounted her ass a moment later, and then started rubbing her clit at the same time.

“Ooooooo.”

“Heroines say they don’t want to fuck, but did you hear how fucking awesome it felt to her when I tapped her ass?” Jacob laughed. “They are the horniest sluts in the world.”

Jacob’s free hand went straight to her jostling tits, mostly pinching and twisting her sensitive nips. Her hand decided to join them. He unzipped, pulled out his erection, and guided it to her open mouth.

“Mmmmgggh.”

It wasn’t long before Annette was sucking him with all she had. Her body craved it. Oh, she burned with the shame of it, but she couldn’t stop herself, either. Something about getting fuck just overwhelmed her.

The bound beauty turned cock-sleeve cut her eyes to the left and right. Kameko was riding Toad’s cock at the moment, head lolling around. Men were fondling and kissing Toni and Jill. And then with a signal from the Toad, they last two heroines were dragged over and bent over chairs, where two man at a time started fucking them.

“You super bitches will be my obedient slaves, my eager to please stripper/whores, before we leave this room tonight,” Toad said. “You can’t imagine how much I’m going to love peddling your bodies.”