Ms Patriot: Undercover (Chapter 16) (Patreon)

Ms Patriot: Undercover

Grimme City Super Heroines in Peril

Chapter 16

“Listen,” Ms Patriot said. Uber Girl still hovered above her, just out of reach. “We’ll hit them from two sides. I’ll go into the alley, but I need you to loop around behind them. I’ll be the distraction, pulling everyone’s eyes to me. And then you slam into them from behind. They won’t know which way to face, and we’ll wrap them up fast and easy.”

“That’s what I’m talking about,” Uber Girl cried, giving a fist pump. “But one of us has to get to Uber Woman and free her right away!”

“I agree,” Ms Patriot said. She winked up at the excited sidekick. “Let’s make it a race. First one to Uber Woman wins!”

“Oh yeah!” Uber Girl cried, and streaked away.

The young sidekick’s eagerness kinda surprised Ms Patriot. Grimme City’s Champion of Justice didn’t mull over it, and quickly took off running back toward the alley. “Looks like Erica is going to get Ms Patriot within her ambush after all.”

Capturing the legendary super heroine was, of course, another matter.

Ms Patriot turned into that dark alley at a full run, and that was pretty damned fast in her super heroine guise. She immediately spotted Uber Girl flying in opposite her, so gave a shout to capture everyone’s attention.

“Unhand Uber Woman, you miscreants!”

Erica and gang did a double-take on her. She grinned with wicked glee, and then plowed into them. Ms Patriot kicked left and right, spun while slamming elbows and backhands to smash noses flat. Men went flying every which way.

All the while, Grimme City’s Champion of Justice kept an eye on Uber Girl. She needed to know exactly where the busty sidekick landed, and her planned path to her mentor’s side. For Uber Woman’s part, the statuesque beauty was on her feet now, bent over at the waist, while one mobster reamed out her ass, and another deep-throated her. Her eyes were glazed over, still lost in the Bliss.

“Erica!” Ms Patriot screamed, using her deeper, more commanding Ms Patriot voice. “You will pay dearly for this outrage!”

Ms Patriot briskly moved through the mass of Sambino thugs, heading toward Uber Woman. Everyone’s full attention was fixed upon her, leaving Uber Girl free to attack anyone she wanted. The sidekick chose to fly over everyone and land beside her beloved mentor, whereupon she kicked Big Mike in the face, sending him reeling backwards. Then she threw a vicious right cross at Dino. He managed to block the punch, but was still forced to pull out of Uber Woman’s mouth, and take a defensive stance.

Uber Woman dropped to her knees, huffing and puffing. The sidekick dropped to one knee beside her mentor. A Sambino thug rushed toward her back, but Ms Patriot saw the sidekick’s eyes cut to the side. A sure sign that Uber Girl already knew exactly how to handle him.

So Ms Patriot veered toward them. She reached the heroines’ side just as the thug came within striking distance. Uber Girl spun up and around, letting fly a fierce kick at his face. At the same time, Ms Patriot spun up into a savage roundhouse. Uber Girl’s foot struck first, sending him flying away. But Ms Patriot’s foot was perfectly timed to miss his head, and then “accidently” slam square into Uber Girl’s unprotected face.

“Aggh!” Uber Girl cried, feet coming off the ground.

The stunning teen vigilante lay sprawled at Ms Patriot’s red-booted feet. Only her head rocking back and forth showed she wasn’t knocked out cold. But she was down, and wouldn’t have time to recover before Erica’s men captured and depowered her. Unless Ms Patriot could protect her.

“Oh shit,” Ms Patriot cried, making her eyes as big as possible, and then took off running away.

She left the mobsters behind in no time. No one pursued her as far, as she could tell, so she quickly transformed back into Jennifer Jade.

Returning to the alley, all out of breath, she stopped beside Erica.

“I’m sorry, Mistress,” Jennifer gasped out between breaths. “Uber Girl is too fast. She escaped.”

Erica arched a brow at her, and then pointed to the ground before her.

Uber Woman was on her knees and facing Erica. Two men were wrestling Uber Girl into place beside her. Though she was putting up a fight, the captured sidekick looked dazed and confused. In contrast, Jennifer noticed a little intelligence returning to Uber Woman’s eyes.

“Oh. You caught her,” Jennifer gasped out.

“Yes, but Ms Patriot escaped,” Erica said darkly.

Erica gave her a scathing look, before turning to the two vanquished masked vigilantes. A cruel little smile claimed the mob boss’s glossy red lips. She knelt before Uber Woman, cupped her face in both hands, and kissed her. Kissed her long and deep.

“To the victor go the spoils, Uber Slut,” Erica sneered. Then she glanced up at Jennifer. “I want you to tame Uber Girl. I’ll take care of Uber Woman.”

Uber Woman groaned when Erica claimed her lips again, their tongues wrestling deep in the heroine’s mouth. And then Erica’s talented hand slipped down between the vulnerable and debased heroine’s legs, and then started rubbing.

Naturally, Uber Girl gawked at them. Jennifer quickly dropped to her knees beside the depowered sidekick. Uber Girl’s face whipped around to her, and her brown eyes narrowed as a grimace spread across her lovely face.

“How could you? You betrayed us, Ms – “

Jennifer claimed her lips before she could finish. Was she going to out her as Ms Patriot? Or address her as Ms Jade? The billionaire businesswoman couldn’t take that chance. She kissed Uber Girl long and deep, and soon even the sidekick’s libido fired up. Jennifer’s hands quickly stripped her top off, before tormenting her sensitive nipples.

As expected, Uber Girl moaned and groaned almost immediately. Sidekicks tended to succumb to the Curse of the Valkyrie a lot easier and faster. It took time and experience to learn to fight off the Curse. When Uber Girl began kissing back, Jennifer sent a hand down between the busty African-American’s satiny thighs. Her delicate fingers slipped under Uber Girl’s skimpy short-shorts and found her hot, wet, and very slick pussy.

“Ugh,” Uber Girl grunted. Jennifer started rubbing with determination. The sexy sidekick’s back bowed, legs spreading a little wider. “Ooooooh.”

As soon as she felt Uber Girl’s clit peek out from under its fleshy hood, Jennifer attacked it with practiced fingertips. She rubbed that clit every which way, occasionally flicking a long, hard nail across it. Soon she had Uber Girl gasping, wild-eyed, and bucking. She knew she was truly there when the sidekick started thrusting her hips.

And then… “Aaaaaagghh! Oh Goddess! Aaaaggggh!”

Jennifer held her captive tightly, continuing to rub her just right. She forced the poor junior heroine to come three more times. Soon, Uber Girl was a quivering mess, all hot and shiny with sweat. All intelligence had fled from her lovely brown eyes.

“You are nothing. Worthless,” Jennifer said straight into her ear.

“I am worthless.”

“You belong to Erica Sambino,” Jennifer said. “You are her absolute, obedient slave.”

“I belong to Erica Sambino.”

Erica looked at her with utter delight. Jennifer felt her skin goose-flesh. It wasn’t often she pleased her mistress so well.

“Someone fill this hungry sideslut’s mouth with a dick,” Jennifer said.

She moved back behind Uber Girl as a thug stepped up, unzipped, and pulled his erection out. Jennifer took control of Uber Girl’s head, using both hands, and forced her to go down on that dick. Uber Girl groaned, and then started sucking. Jennifer smiled as she forced the sidekick up and down that fat cock

One hand kept fondling Uber Girl’s tits, while the other masturbated her vulnerable twat. And Jennifer continued to speak words of submission and obedience to the vanquished sidekick, while man after man fucked her mouth. Forcing her to climax over and over and over.

You’re already tamed, girl, Jennifer thought, nibbling at Uber Girl’s ear while the sidekick swallowed another load of cum. By morning you’ll be Erica’s absolute, obedient slave.

“Well done, Jennifer,” Erica said, finally standing and sounding just a little hoarse herself. “I’ll make a Sambino woman out of you yet.”

Erica called off the double-gangbang. Uber Woman and Uber Girl were forced to kneel, their sweat-shiny bodies trembling before her. Jennifer noticed their glazed eyes. Both heroines were totally consumed by the Curse, and thoroughly tamed. Now it was time for Erica to seal the deal, and put that final nail in their super heroine career coffin.

“So, Jennifer, should I unmask Uber Woman first, or Uber Girl?” Erica said. “Maybe do Uber Woman last, for more dramatic effect?”

“Only if you’re filming it, Mistress,” she replied. “Otherwise, it’s just us.”

“Point taken. Big Mike, everyone, pull out your phones and video record their unmasking,” Erica commanded. “Jennifer, I am so impressed by your efforts tonight that I’m going to let you unmask Uber Girl. And then I’ll unmask Uber Woman.”

Jennifer gasped. Her hands started to tremble. Even in her delicate mental and emotional condition, the act of unmasking a super heroine troubled her to no end. Even the thought left her massively stressed and freaked out, though she understood that it had to be done to guarantee their victory.

“Th-Thank you, Mistress.”

Stepping up close to Uber Girl, she bit her lip and reached down. Heart racing, Jennifer pinched the edge of Uber Girl’s pink mask. Blank eyes gazed up at her, unresisting. So Jennifer started pulling, slowly, surely. It only took a few seconds, and Uber Girl’s naked face stared back up at her.

“I know her, Mistress,” Jennifer said. “Her name is LaToya Dubois. She works as TV reporter Tammy Thomas’ cameraperson.”

“The hotshot investigative reporter?” Erica asked. Jennifer nodded. Erica looked down at Uber Woman. “Does that mean this is…” Erica took hold of the vanquished vigilante’s mask, and started pulling. Within seconds, it was off. “It is! That royal pain in the ass reporter is mine! Haha! This just keeps getting better and better.”

With a signal from the mob boss, men stepped up to press chloroform-soaked cloths over the captured heroines’ mouths and noses. The two young beauties struggled weakly, but quickly succumbed to those heady fumes. After their eyes fluttered closed, and their shapely bodies went completely limp, the Sambino men loaded them up in the back of an SUV. The two bound and hooded blonde hookers joined them.

“Alright, boys,” Erica called. “Let’s take these lovelies home, and really fuck them stupid. By morning they will be our absolute and obedient slavegirls, just like Jennifer.”