Ms Patriot: Dark Crusade (Chapter 75) (Patreon)

Chapter 75

Jade Manor, Monday morning…

Rock music shook the Great Room. Toad sat on an expensive, yet extremely comfortable couch. While there were some very expensive antiques in the room, most of Jennifer’s décor was modern and designed for comfort.

Jennifer was curled up and snuggling under his right arm, while Annette was doing the same under his left. All of the House of Joy slaves, including the other seven super heroines, stood at attention before him in a long line. Mistresses Tabby and Patriot had kept a lot of non-heroine slavegirls at the club. They lived in their brothel rooms. Toad had them all brought out to his new residence so he could look them over and get to know them better. Even decide to keep them there, sell them, or transfer them to the Dollhouse.

One by one, the non-heroines were coming up to him, displaying themselves, and giving him any kind of sex act he might request. Tyrone stood behind the couch and told him about each slavegirl.

“That is enough, Aimee,” Toad said.

The beautiful brunette pulled off his cock, sat back on her legs, and smiled uncertainly at him. Then she stood up, picked her her discarded pink teddy, and went back to her place in line.

“This next girl is LaToya,” Tyrone said, waving her over. “She is actually our newest girl.”

A very young black girl approached hesitantly. She flashed a smile and lifted her arms to either side to display her body. She wore a red teddy, big hoop earrings, and black stiletto thigh boots. Toad signaled her to turn around, LaToya obeyed, slowly turned before him as she swung her hips sexily. Gave him the sexiest show she could.

“Lose the teddy.”

LaToya stripped off that tiny piece of satin, tossing it to the side. Then she had to slowly turn again, giving her lord and master the best look of tits, pussy, and feminine curves.

“Very impressive,” Toad said. “I wonder if she’d be better utilized at the Dollhouse? Her body, especially those hips and tits, are stunning.”

“LaToya responds especially well to tight bondage and discipline, Master,” Jennifer said. “She’s become quite popular at the House of Joy.”

Toad looked her over. His first priority was still his baby, the Dollhouse. LaToya’s body would be in high demand there.

“Her legs are nice and strong looking,” he said, licking his lips as his eyes locked on her stiletto-heeled feet.

“LaToya, lay on your back at my feet,” he commanded. “And place your feet in my lap.”

She obeyed without hesitation. The beautiful black girl laid on the floor, her well-rounded butt between his feet. She gave him a little show by spreading her legs wide in a sexy split, straightened her long legs, and then brought them up and together above her. Then LaToya’s knees bent and her leather sheathed calves and feet were gently lowered onto his lap.

Toad’s face lit up, desire in his eyes as his hands stroked and fondled the smooth patent leather boots, toe to thigh. She lifted her right foot up to his face, and he licked the long, thin heel. And then he surprised her by unzipping the boot, carefully wiggling it off her foot, and pulling it all of the way off.

“Such pretty little feet,” he whispered, voice an octave lower. Toad bent to kiss the tip of her big toe, before giving it a lick. He ran his nose across her instep, and moaned. “I love the smell of your feet, LaToya.”

Toad nibbled the sensitive arch between her heel and toes, kissed and licked it, all while his hands fondled that sexy foot. He admired the red polish on her toenails.

“So pretty,” he muttered, and started sucking on her big toe while fondling and caressing her calf.

He started getting hot and tingly. His eyes locked on her jostling tits. Large and perfectly formed. What a great set of tits. So he released her bare foot and pushed both legs off his lap.

“Kneel. Titty fuck and suck me,” he commanded.

The beautiful black girl moved to her knees with sensuous grace, making his breath catch. She was good. She gave him a sultry look, wrapped her delicate hand around his shaft, and gave the head a lingering kiss. Then she swirled her hot, wet tongue around that sensitive glans a few times, before going down on him. LaToya took Toad all the way to the back of her throat that first time, and gagged sexily on it. He stroked her hair as she continued to bob.

“She’s very good,” he said. “Is she anyone important?”

“No, just a cameragirl from a local TV station,” Tyrone said.

“Tammy Thomas’ cameragirl,” Jennifer said.

“A nobody,” he said. “Probably not even missed by family or coworkers.”

“I don’t have any family in the city,” LaToya said.

The reference to “the city” made Toad glance at the silent, motionless super heroine slaves. All beautifully brainwashed into absolute obedience. His to command. Just looking at them, just thinking about them, made him tingle inside and out.

“I want LaToya sent to the Dollhouse,” he said. “But what I really want is the last two super heroines standing in Grimme City, Uber Woman and Uber Girl. Any ideas of how to acquire them, Jenny?”

LaToya pulled off his cock, one hand continuing to stroke his shaft to keep him hard.

“Master?”

“What is it, slave? You see I’m busy?”

“I know, Master, but you already have me.”

“What’s that supposed to mean? Of course you are my slave.”

She pulled a face, nodded, and continued. “No, Master. I mean you have me. I am Uber Girl.”

“Omega Girl, Justice Star, grab and hold her,” Tyrone shouted.

The two costumed, but not masked, heroine-slaves rushed up to LaToya and seized her arms without hesitation. The black girl was hauled to her feet and held tight. Toad stood, while Tyrone rushed around the couch.

“What do you mean you are Uber Girl?” Toad demanded.

“I am. I mean, I was before I was captured and put to work in the House of Joy.”

“Prove it,” Tyrone demanded.

“How?”

“Master, she does have a Valkyrie body,” Jenny said.

“And honestly, she sounds like Uber Girl,” Annette said. Jenny nodded. “Now that I think about it.”

Toad grabbed her chin, squeezing. He kissed her, one hand dropping to rub her hot, wet pussy. He rubbed, proving without a doubt he knew how to stimulate and get a woman off. LaToya gasped and wiggled, and then started grinding her pussy into his wonderful hand. Until her insides erupted.

“Aaagggh! Oh Master!”

“Prove you are Uber Girl,” Toad said. “By telling me Uber Woman’s secret identity.”

“Oh. Oh,” she gasped, panting furiously. “Oh, Master. Uber… Uber Woman is… Tammy Thomas.”

“Of fucking course,” Tyrone cried, slapping his forehead. “Duh. How did we not see it. Platinum blonde bimbo reporter with her black teenage cameragirl, as well as platinum blonde super bimbo with her teenage black sidekick. I feel like an idiot that I didn’t see it before.”

“Find Miss Thomas and bring her to me,” Toad said.

“Well, we’ve been scouring the city for her already, boss,” Tyrone said. “Mistress Patriot wanted her in the House of Joy, but Tammy vanished without trace after we snatched up LaToya.”

Toad just grinned. “Let’s invite Uber Bimbo in for a visit.”

“How are you going to pull that off, boss?”

“From this moment on, we work LaToya at the House of Joy, but as Uber Girl,” he said. “Word will get around, and the high and mighty Uber Bitch will learn of her sidecunt’s fate, and come to us to rescue her.”

“Maybe, but she’s tried rescuing other heroines and failed,” the head bouncer said. “She might just write LaToya off and continue on. If I was her, I’d move to another city and set up shop.”

“You have a point, Tyrone,” Toad said. “We’ll still give it a try. Put the word out that we now how Uber Girl at the House of Joy. Maybe we’ll get lucky, and if not, we’ll use her as bait in another way to lure that hot blonde into my hands.”