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Chapter 6

Britannia grunted with every thrust. “Ugh. Ugh. Ugh.”

Chekov had fucked her long enough to come five times. How did the man produce so much cum? He had to be taking a magical potion to shoot a full load every single time. And his refractory time was just minutes, even after five times in a row.

His hands tightened on her hips as he became even more frantic. So close to pumping her womb full of his vile seed. Again. Hell, even she couldn’t believe she wasn’t pregnant yet.

The twins giggled, one of them squeezing his balls as he fucked the heroine. The other twin finger fucking Britannia’s asshole. The hapless heroine was too sexually harried to know which one was doing which thing. They might even be switching out. Her poor little brain wasn’t anywhere close to being able to figure anything out at the moment.

A deep, low tone sounded from the speakers in the ceiling. A male voice said, “Mikhail has returned with the client’s girl. Awaiting your pleasure.”

“Acknowledged,” Chekov gasped out. “Be right there. Have the men gather in the playroom.”

Britannia groaned hearing that. She’d been taken to the playroom countless times. While the other slavers were not allowed to bang her, they were allowed to kiss, fondle, and masturbate her. Chekov denied them her pussy and anus, but did allow them to enjoy her blowjobs. As if that wasn’t bad enough, they frequently made her have lesbian sex with other captives, and sometimes one or both twins. Her lovers were passed around afterwards. And she had a bad feeling about this time.

That poor girl, she thought.

Chekov’s hands tightened painfully on her hips. He fully sheathed again, held it, and then she felt his seed flood into her. So much semen. Just thinking of what that session might produce left her chilled and weak. Then he slowly pulled out, whereupon the twins dragged her up onto her knees.

Britannia was turned around to face him. He grinned cruelly.

“You know what to do, cunt.”

The busty blonde was forced to bend over until his semi-flaccid cock pressed against her lips. It was so hot, wet, and slimy with cum. Her tongue slipped out through the ring-gag and Britannia started licking him clean. Licked until his dick stiffened again. And then Chekov thrust into her mouth, which made it easier for her.

Once he was satisfied, he got out of bed and put his robe back on. The twins dragged her off the bed. The leash was attached to the null collar, and given to Chekov. He led the hobbled heroine out of the bedroom.

“Let’s go check out the hot piece of ass Mikhail brought us.”

Britannia had no choice but to follow. More disturbing was the twins coming along as well. Those two oversexed redheads were always inserting themselves into the sex. Then again, maybe the slavers would rather watch them with the new captive instead of her. So maybe a good thing.

The blonde beauty tried to not think about what was about to happen. They’d used her to help break new captives too often to count. She hated being forced to make out with other women for their sick little sex shows more than anything. Britannia didn’t want to know how many women she’d fucked in the last month.

They turned into another door. The playroom. Again, walls, floor, ceiling were painted black. A short, round, padded stage sat in the middle of a ring of black leather chairs and couches. The other slavers had already gathered and arranged themselves around the stage. A lone woman knelt in the middle of the red-padded stage. Her head was bowed, curtaining most of her body with super long black hair. Her knees were spread wide, hands on thighs. Awaiting her fate.

Poor thing, she thought, shaking her head. I’m so sorry for what’s about to happen.

“So this is the legendary Jennifer Jade,” Chekov said.

The woman lifted her head and stared at him with worried blue eyes. Britannia’s breath caught. What an absolutely gorgeous face. Then she sat up straighter, flipping her long hair back over her shoulders to reveal the most spectacular body. That’s when the name registered. Jennifer Jade. American multi-billionaire. Super big into social warrior activities. A renowned philanthropist and women’s advocate.

“Do you know who I am, Jen?”

“It’s Jennifer, but Ms Jade to you.”

Chekov laughed. “You’re funny, Jen.” He jerked the leash, forcing Britannia to stumble past him and stop. “This is Madison Knapp, also known as the HM6 super heroine called Britannia.”

Jennifer reeled back with a gasp, turning empathic eyes on Britannia.

“Maddy and you are going to get to know each other over the next hour or so, quite intimately.” He turned to another slaver. “Has King Pimp’s payment cleared yet?”

“No, the bank rejected his transfer. Something about coding they are working to resolve.”

“Good. I want as much time with Jenny from High Society as possible,” Chekov said. “But first.”

He shoved Britannia forward. She immediately tripped on her hobble chain and landed face first into the padded stage. Jennifer crawled over quickly to help her, pulling her up onto her knees and immediately removing the ring-gag. Oh what a relief that was. Strangely, Chekov didn’t object.

“I want to apologize for what’s about to happen, but the collar neutralizes my powers so I can’t stop them,” Britannia said. “I’m very sorry.”

“Not your fault,” Jennifer whispered. “Are you hurt?”

“Just my pride.”

That made Jennifer smile. She nodded. “Yeah. Understood. My pride is stinging pretty badly at the moment, too.”

“Less talking, more kissing,” Chekov said, and motioned Sadie and Katie.

The twins stepped up, lifted riding crops, and brought them down in savage strikes. Sadie hit Britannia across her lower back, and Katie hit Jennifer’s belly. Both captives cried out in agony.

“Three, two, one,” Chekov said.

The twins struck the captives again, making them cry out. So much pain while her powers are neutralized, but Britannia could only imagine the horrible agony poor Jennifer was suffering. She lived a soft, pampered life as a billionaire. Mistreatment was not part of life ever.

“Three, two…”

Both women surge toward each other, their lips coming together in a desperate kiss. The men laughed, the twins giggled, and the captives moaned. Their mouths opened, tongues slipping in to explore. Neither woman held anything back. Britannia’s hot, sweaty tits rubbed all over Jennifer’s boobs. They pressed tighter, bellies starting to rub as well. Jennifer’s hand were free, so one went up deep into the blonde’s hair, while the other fondled a butt cheek.

“That’s good. Do sixty-nine,” Chekov said. “Eat the cum out of each other’s cunts.”

The two women pulled apart, sitting back on their legs. Both spread their legs and looked down. Britannia noticed Chekov’s cum slowly leaking out. Cum was leaking out of Jen, too. Mikhail’s seed? The cum of him and all of the men in his team? Probably the later. So both of them were stuffed full of cum.

Per usual, she thought. Then out loud, “Lovely.”

Katie stepped up onto the stage, grabbed Britannia’s hair, and forced her to crawl to the very center. Then she made the blonde lay on her back, knees wide. Her ankles remained hobbled and her wrists bound to her thighs. That’s when Sadie forced Jennifer to straddle her face.

A small blob of cum hit Britannia across her nose. She looked up at Jennifer’s pussy, noting more slowly oozing out and forming growing rope of the slimy, sticky cum. Then Sadie forced the raven-maned beauty’s face down above Britannia’s face.

“Start kissing. Work your way slowly, sensuously, sexily down her body to her pussy, and then eat it out like a boss lady should,” Sadie sneered. “Or else we will whip both of you with our crops.”

“Fine,” Jennifer whispered.

Sadie and Katie left them. Jennifer closed her eyes, got control of her raging emotions, and then lowered her lips to Britannia’s. They kissed upside down a moment, but then sensed the men getting impatient. So she kissed her way down Britannia’s neck, and stopped to kiss, suckle, and fondle the blonde heroine’s boobs. Britannia found Jennifer’s large, firm tits in her face, so returned the favor but sucking and nibbling her hard, erect nipples. Both women wiggled and moaned in pleasure. It was too easy to lose yourself in “lady love” since it was more loving, softer, and more emotionally charged than sex with those foul men.

“Mmmmm,” they moaned in unison, over and over.

She felt Jennifer’s hands gently, lovingly stroke her collar. Then again. Probing? Searching for the release? But then her soft, delicate hands moved down to her boobs and started fondling her. After a bit of titty-love, Jennifer continued her journey down the English heroine’s shapely body. She kissed and nibbled her way down that tone belly, and finally to hot, tingling, throbbing pussy. Britannia lifted her hips, her snatch achy with need. Embarrassing, but true.

Jennifer might be too good at this for my own good, she thought. Is she a lesbian?

“Mmmm,” Jennifer moaned when she started licking.

The gorgeous billionairess lathed all the cum off the blonde’s waxed pussy, before rubbing her face all over it. Britannia gasped, and realized that her lover was really getting into it. Putting on a damned good show. And her efforts inspired the English Rose. She started licking, sucking on, and nibbling Jennifer’s cum-leaking pussy with equal fervor. Soon both women were gasping, groaning, and eating pussy with hungry mouths.

Jennifer quickly had her body all fluttery hot and mushy inside. Britannia wiggled and ground her pussy into that talented mouth. And she tried to give tit for tat, eating Jennifer out with equal enthusiasm and talent. The heroine quickly found Jennifer’s engorged clit, and attacked it with lips, tongue, and suction.

“Oooooooo,” Jennifer cried. And then she went after Britannia’s clit. “Mmmm.”

Britannia’s breath caught, body tensing up with supreme pleasure. She continued sucking on her lover’s clit, while rubbing her face all into her hot, wet, leaking pussy. So exciting. Soon, she forgot anyone was watching. Forgot she was a prisoner. And then she was reminded of it when Jennifer deftly, quickly released her left wrist from the cuff.

Britannia immediately started fondling her beautiful tits.

The men all got excited, most leaning closer to watch with awestruck eyes. Britannia realized it was the hottest, most titillating lesbian tryst she’d had since arriving at that site. A very arousing sex show for both the participants and the audience.

Jennifer slowed her efforts, her body tensing. And then…

“Aaagggh!”

Jennifer’s climax startled Britannia, mostly because she SQUIRTED all over her face. A lot of man cum gushed out immediately afterwards, her clamping vagina squeezing it all out. That made the men cheer, jeer, and laugh. Yes, they loved it. Britannia was kind of pleased, too. So she put more effort into making her come again, and Jennifer did a moment later.

That’s when Jennifer pushed her into that rush to climax. Britannia bucked and cried out, and then she bowed up and groaned long and low as her insides erupted. Wave after wave of the most incredible feeling washed through her. Jennifer continued to eat her out like a boss. Drove her wild, and then both of them climaxed again, at the same time.

She barely noticed Jennifer releasing her other wrist from the cuff. Britannia rewarded her lover by reaching both hands up and around to grab, squeeze, and then rake long nails across her silky smooth butt cheeks.

Jennifer climaxed yet again.

Her raven-haired lover suddenly lifted off her, turned around in the same direction, and scissored her. That’s when she knew for sure it wasn’t the billionaire’s first time with another woman. Indeed, she was quite skilled in lesbian lovemaking.

The slavers shouted encouragement as they ground their pussies together, pushing each other over the top two more times. After the second orgasm, Jennifer collapsed beside her. Two slavers couldn’t take it any longer, crawling up over atop Jennifer. And then they started Jennifer’s long, brutal gangbang. Chekov claimed her, fucking her side-by-side with Jennifer. And when it was over, hours later…

Chekov grinned at them, “Start over. Sixty-nine again.”

Usually after the men had their fun, the captives were taken away to their separate fates. But Jennifer surprised her, showing remarkable strength and stamina. Indeed, she seemed energized by the gangbang. She crawled atop Britannia, claimed her lips in a deep, open mouth kiss, and ran her hands up the blonde’s neck, and deep into her silky soft hair.

Jennifer pulled on her hair, then raked her nails sensuously across Britannia’s scalp. Raked them down her neck, and stopped at the collar. Her fingers covertly explored the collar a second. Then she pressed her lips to the blonde’s ear, kissed it, pressed her tongue in to make Britannia giggle and cringe.

“Can you fly?” she whispered.

“Yes.”

Jennifer’s fingers moved to deftly release the null collar. It snapped open, turning off. All of her super powers flooded back in. Her body energized instantly, mind cleared, and rage filled her.

“Then fly me the hell out of here,” Jennifer said. “Now.”

Britannia wanted to beat those slavers to within an inch of their lives, but Jennifer saved her. Jennifer had only one request. She had no choice. Vengeance would have to wait.

Britannia cried out, pushing her self up off the stage with her power of flight. The slavers cried out in alarm. She noticed Chekov’s eyes drop to the null collar left on the stage. Then Jennifer’s arms and legs wrapped around her in an intimate hug, so she took off flying toward the door. She had to stop, but Jennifer turned and turned the knob, and they were out of there a second later.

“Thank the Goddess!” Jennifer cried when they passed through the last door and out into the open.

Britannia turned up, flying up above Grimme City. Oh, but she felt the strain! A month out of the sun left her almost completely depowered. It didn’t help she gained freedom at night. Then Jennifer pointed to the north.

“Go that way.”

“Where are we going?”

“Jade Manor. My ancestral home,” she said. “It has state of the art security. We’ll be safe there.”