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Chapter 15

Lady collapsed to her belly, a deep sense of relief washing through her mind and body as those pounding cocks pulled out of her throat and ass. She heard the fierce fighting all around her, but her head continued to spin and she struggled to understand what happened.

Rolling onto her back, the side of her head bumped into and pressed against a stiletto-heeled foot. A booted foot. A red booted foot. Blinking, she focused on the woman standing over her. Justice Girl? No, wrong costume. Older version.

Fuck me, it’s Victory Girl.

Still, knowing the danger, she couldn’t muster any sense of urgency. Stupid drug. And then Victory Girl was hit by a wave of men, forcing her back to trip over Lady. An untold number of men fell forward and atop Lady, but they scrambled away and after the super villainess. Then she heard Randy Girl’s voice cursing, and then shout.

“Can you get to Lady?”

“I fucking just tripped over her, so no.”

“Up!”

Lady saw both Amazon’s fly up above the men, then quickly lay eyes on her, and then surge straight at her. She managed to lift her booted feet and Randy Girl flew into them, deflecting off, but hitting so hard that Lady was rolled to her knees.

“Ugh!” Victory Girl’s voice grunted in agony.

“Ha!” Chad’s voice shouted. “Take that, super whore!”

Lady’s head cleared enough to determine the danger. She knelt in the middle of the alley, directly between the two battling Amazons. Chad was fighting Victory Girl with at least ten men, while even more men were swirling around Randy Girl. And the Amazons were more than holding their own, but neither was able to close on her. Not yet.

I’m out of here, she thought, dropping to all fours.

The drugged and loopy heroine dropped to all fours and started crawling to the closest night shadow. Her head struck the brick wall. She shook her head, turned toward the nearest street, and followed the wall towards it. Men and women cursed, shouted, and screamed, their battle echoing up and down the abandoned streets.

“She’s getting away!” Randy Girl shouted.

“Leave us alone, you stupid, stupid men!” Victory Girl said.

“I’ll show you stupid,” Chad cried.

Heart pounding, struggling to breathe, Lady continued to crawl. She tried to crawl faster, but the drug in her body wouldn’t allow that. She began to despair. There was no way either MAAD or the evil Amazons would claim her, of that she was determined. She was in no condition to ride her bike, could barely crawl. How could she escape her dire fate?

Phone, she thought. It was still in her boot. Thank God.

At the mouth of the alley now, Lady stopped to pull the phone out. She pulled up their communication app, and found Night Stalker and Ms Crusader logged in. She called Night Stalker.

“Help me,” she gasped. “Near Wild Girls… Alley… Chad drugged me. Big fight.”

“On the way!” Night Stalker cried. “Hang in there, girl.”

Victory Girl screamed in frustration and fear behind her. She glanced back to see five men hanging onto the blonde beauty, holding on for dear life. Randy Girl was buried under a pile of men. Had MAAD managed to capture them both? She would make three if Night Stalker didn’t hurry and save her.

“Idiots,” Victory Girl snarled, and then a bubble of electricity began to form around her.

Men wailed in shock and agony as electricity surged through their bodies. In a flash Victory Girl zapped them all unconscious and rose up into the air. Then she glanced at Lady, but then zipped over to the pile of men atop her cohort in crime. She began to rain tiny lightning bolts down upon them.

Seeing her chance, Lady used the wall to help her struggle to her feet. Victory Girl noticed, and sent three bolts into the fleeing heroine.

“Aaaiiee!” she cried, crumbling to the ground.

Her entire body quivered, but not in that nice way orgasms left her. It was pure agony as she struggled to stay conscious. Fear and dread fueled her will and strength, allowing her to roll back onto all fours and start crawling.

“You won’t get away, Lady!” Victory Girl shouted.

“Lady is escaping,” Chad cried. “Someone stop her.”

A large man came pounding up behind her. Closed the distance in just seconds.

“Going somewhere, little girl?” Ozzie sneered. His left hand grabbed a fistful of hair at the back of her head, the right grabbed her pussy. “Well, you are. You’re going away to be a MAAD fuck toy, bitch.”

Lady was lifted up effortlessly, slung around, and pressed back against the wall. She hit him in the face with a fist, then punched him in the belly and ribs. Ozzie just grinned at her.

“That tickles,” he said, and kissed her. “Chad’s drug completely stole away your strength.”

Her arms dropped to her sides, despair rising up as her will to fight faded. What was the use? He was too strong. That insidious drug left her worse than helpless. Her fate was sealed. MAAD would claim her, and maybe Victory Girl and Randy Girl as well. Hell, they might even be able to get their greedy hands on Zephyr now.

As lightning thundered in the alley, combined with the shouts and curses of men and women, Ozzie pulled out his cock, lifted one of her knees high, and thrust up into Lady.

“Uggh!” she grunted, head spinning. “Seriously? Here? Now?”

She was so well-fucked and well-lubed by that time, his big dick slid in without resistance. Lady felt her sex wrap around him, welcome him into her warm, wet embrace, and then tighten around his long, thick shaft as he pumped in and out, in and out. Her head began to loll, as her mind stilled. That’s when she realized she’d been deep into all the sex earlier. Realized how amazing it felt. How much she enjoyed it. So good. So nice.

Hot tingles surprised her. Ozzie was pushing her over the top so fast. So very fast. But she didn’t resist. Didn’t fight that monster climax bearing down on her body and soul. Indeed, Lady welcomed it. Desired the bliss it would bring.

“Aaaaggh!” she screamed, insides a boiling cauldron of pleasure, pulsing throughout her shapely body, over and over as he continued to pound her pussy. And again. “Aaaaggh!”

“You are such a fucking little slut whore,” he sneered.

“That is no way to speak to a lady,” a female voice said, so bitterly cold and cruel behind him.

Lady’s eyes popped open to see both Night Stalker and Ms Crusader floating a foot off the ground behind him. Then Night Stalker seized Ozzie with her Telekinetic Power, lifted him up, and flung him straight into Randy Girl who was flying out of the alley. They both flew back into Victory Girl’s lightning ball.

Ka-BOOM!

Ozzie, Randy Girl, and Victory Girl all went flying in different directions. Even the MAAD men took off running at that explosion. Thankfully, Ms Crusader pulled Lady into her arms, atop her magic surfboard of air, and flew her away. Night Stalker followed, staying behind as rear security as they took their friend to safety.

“Please take me home,” Lady said.

They flew a circuitous route through the city, then looped out over the Pacific before coming back in over the coastal mountains. It took the better part of an hour to reach Lady’s mansion high above Ocean City. Her friends put Lady to bed, and then remained at the house the rest of the night to ensure no one followed them. And to protect their friend until she recovered.