Justice Girl: Trophy Hunter (Chapter 2) (Patreon)

Chapter 2

“Get her!” Chad shouted, waving his bat overhead. “Take her down!”

MAAD men surged toward the battling super heroine. Three of the spotlight operators turned their beams on Platinum Angel, really making her mane of white-blonde hair glow as it was flung all around in her efforts. Chad paused to enjoy the sight, but then shouted in joy as he leapt off the stage.

The newly elected Golden Dragon lowered his shoulder and plowed mercilessly through the crowd. Just bulldozed his way through his followers to reach her. By that time, Platinum Angel had cleared a space around her. It was filled with unconscious and dazed men littering the ground. Then he saw movement above.

“The other Amazons are coming in fast!” he shouted. “Grab them all! We want them all!”

As the men around him paused to look up at the incoming threat, Chad rushed forward. He trampled the down men, uncaring in his lust to smash that hated super heroine. She was facing away, fighting off three MAAD men. He grinned with wicked delight as he came within range, lifted his bat high, and swung.

Platinum Angel lurched forward at the same time, so he only grazed her back. Just enough to get her attention. The platinum blonde turned on him, thrust-kicking him in the chest. He stumbled back, arms wide for balance. The heroine lifted up a foot off the ground and flew straight into him. She pounded a delicate fist into his face.

“That’s for punching me in the face, loser!”

He staggered back, losing his bat. For a second, he couldn’t focus his eyes or mind. Then he saw her coming at him, fury in her supermodel gorgeous masked face. Someone got hold of her waist-length hair, yanking Platinum Angel back into the crowd. Saving him a beatdown. Chad shook his head, eyes watering. Then he noticed all of the blood soaking his shirt.

“That bitch! I will pound her to mush!”

“Let… Go… Of… Me!” Ms Crusader shouted between punches and kicks.

He glanced at her, just ten feet to his left, then at Platinum Angel twice as far away. Either or. Ms Crusader was closer, younger, probably easier to capture. But his throbbing, burning nose decided. He lowered his shoulder and once again powered his way through the crowd. Platinum Angel was much more embattled, men holding her arms as she kicked the shit out of others. She didn’t look too concerned about the men on her arms.

I’ll change her attitude, he thought, pulling an autoinjector out of his back pocket.

He smiled. While he’d never had a chance to use this new weapon, in theory the drug in it would strip away her super power, weaken her, and make it easy to subdue and capture an Amazon.

About to field test it, he thought, eyes locked on her wiggling butt. Time to tap that fine ass.

Autoinjector in his right fist, ready to jab into her butt cheek, Chad closed with the battling super heroine. The fact two of his men were already holding her arms helped. Nothing to stop him.

“Take this, Amazon whore!” he screamed, and then gasped when struck between the shoulder blades. “Ooff!”

Chad hit the ground face first, his autoinjector flying away into the crowd. Down but not out, he rolled to his back to find Zephyr floating above him and glaring down at him. Then two men grabbed her costume’s miniskirt, pulling her down with a startled cry.

“Ha! Take her down, boys!”

Rolling up onto his knees, about to rise to his feet, when Platinum Angel was aggressively forced back. He found his face buried deep in her butt crack. The thong bikini bottoms did nothing to protect her silky smooth butt cheeks. Chad felt a sense of bliss, and started rubbing his face back and forth. Motorboating her butt. His hands came up to stroke her thighs, well-rounded hips, and then her meaty butt cheeks.

“Hell yes,” he said. “This has to count as coup.”

Better even, though, was a piece of her costume. Chad’s hands slid up over her silky smooth hips, grabbed the thin waistband, and he yanked hard. Ripped Platinum Angel’s bikini bottoms off her body. The heroine screamed in rage and frustration as he pulled away and stood.

Chad lifted her ruined thong and shouted, “I count COUP on you, Platinum Angel!”

One and all of the super heroines screamed at that. He spotted Justice Girl, Night Stalker, and Zephyr rising up above the crowd. Looking for him?

“We counted coup, so scatter!” Chad shouted. “Victory is ours!”

He took off away from the flying heroines. Twenty feet away, he lifted the destroyed thong, waving it like a flag. Men cheered around him.