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Ms Patriot: Undercover Heroine

Grimme City Super Heroines in Peril

Chapter 17

Monday night, Jade Manor…

“I underestimated Erica,” Jennifer said, pacing back and forth in front of the Great Room’s fireplace. The raven-haired beauty remained in her office attire: red low-cut, long sleeved top, black miniskirt, and strappy pumps. She picked up her half-empty glass of champagne, and drained it. And then she refilled it, and drank half of that right off. “I’m in so deep now, I don’t know if I’ll ever come up for air.”

Another gulp, and the glass was drained again.

“I need something stronger.”

Jennifer spotted herself in a mirror. In all honesty, despite all her trials and tribulations, she still looked amazing. Her lustrous black hair was pulled back in a high pony, displaying her face magnificently. Diamond studs glittered on her ears, and her makeup remained flawless. Yes, legions of men, and women, around the world lusted after her. They all longed to possess her, heart and soul.

She tried to be modest, humble, but she had eyes. Jennifer understood sex appeal, and used it in her personal, business, and super heroine lives alike. Used it to the max.

“Sometimes I don’t know if my beauty is a blessing or a curse.”

So many wanted to date her, love her, or just fuck her. Some of them even wanted to control her, own her. Finally, someone had achieved that dark goal. Erica Sambino now had Jennifer wrapped around her little finger.

Erica has used my Valkyrie Curse to brainwash me, to make me her loyal and loving minion, she thought, hugging herself tightly. I know exactly what and how she’s doing it, yet I can’t break free. Why can’t I summon the willpower, the strength, to break free of her sick control over my body, mind, and heart?

Jennifer grimaced as the memories of her own, unforgivable crimes flooded her mind. In four days, she’d helped capture four of her closest friends and super heroine comrades for Erica. The most gut-wrenching were the captures and enslavements of Uber Girl and Silver Girl. Two innocent young sidekicks, captured and debased, just like her beloved Patriot Girl had been six months back. And then she’d participated in taming Uber Girl, along with Silver Angel and Uber Woman. Even worse, she’d kind of enjoyed the sense of power she experienced. Did Erica make her evil?

“How could I justify it all in my mind back then?”

It just seemed right, at least most of the time. Oh, it had sickened her once or twice, but mostly she’d felt her actions right and proper, under the circumstances.

It’s true what they say; evil people never really believe they are evil.

She thought about the previous four days, Thursday through Sunday. Those days and nights had been filled with wicked sex. Sure, the Sambino thugs had also passed her around like a cheap whore. Which she’d enjoyed immensely. But she had helped Erica fuck and tame Silver Angel, Uber Woman, and Uber Girl. In the moment, it was such a high knowing her treachery had done most of the damage to her friends’ fragile psyches, too. It must have devastated them, shattered their inner shields, broken them as nothing else could.

BOOM!

“Yikes!” Jennifer cried, jumping and whirling around to face the front of the house. “Is that a battering ram? Are the police raiding my house?”

BOOM!

The ten-foot oaken double-doors shook violently. Despite their size, Jade Manor’s front doors were designed to look good, not withstand a battering ram.

BOOM!

The front doors crashed open, flying wide. Jennifer held her breath, and then a shapely young woman strode into Jade Manor and looked around.

“Omega Girl?” Jennifer cried, both shocked and relieved that it wasn’t the police.

“Ah! The woman herself,” Omega Girl said in her strong, unusually deep voice. “Good. I didn’t have to hunt your down.”

Jennifer stared at the heroine like a deer caught in headlights. Omega Girl stood five foot nine, just an inch shorter than Jennifer. Her long, auburn hair bounced sexily as she approached, emerald green eyes narrowed and filled with suspicion. She looked amazing in her shiny, all sky-blue costume: skintight sleeveless one-piece dress with a pleated skirt. Her omega symbol – Ω – was blazing yellow on her well-covered chest, with dark pantyhose sheathing her shapely legs. Even her accessories were sky blue: mask, opera gloves, and ankle boots. The lone exception was the silver choker encircling her slender neck, which was the rookie heroine’s Object of Power.

Rookie heroine, Jennifer reminded herself. She started to feel better about her chances. Omega Girl had no idea that Jennifer was secretly Ms Patriot. But she did know that Jennifer Jade was chief advocate and financier for Grimme City’s heroines.

“What are you doing here?” Jennifer demanded, trying to sound as outraged as possible. “And why didn’t you just knock? Do you know how much it’s going to cost to fix or replace those doors?”

“I know you helped the Sambino Family ambush and capture Uber Woman and Uber Girl Saturday night,” Omega Girl said, flowing instinctively into an arrogant super heroine stance before Jennifer. “I also heard you helped in the capture of Silver Angel and Silver Girl. Only a matter of time before I can prove that.”

Jennifer’s jaw dropped. How could Omega Girl know that? Word had gotten out already that Silver Angel and Silver Girl had been captured, but as far as she knew, no one outside of the Sambino Family had seen Uber Woman and Uber Girl being captured.

To cover up her surprise, Jennifer picked up the half-empty champagne bottle and refilled her glass. She didn’t bother offering any to Omega Girl.

“That’s the most ridiculous thing I’ve heard in months,” Jennifer said, and took a sip. “You shouldn’t believe street gossip. Those people come up with the wildest stories.”

“My source is very reliable,” Omega Girl said. “You’re under arrest for kidnapping and human trafficking, Ms Jade.”

Jennifer’s heart skipped a beat. Her baby blues locked on Omega Girl’s solid silver choker. Her omega symbol was set in gold. That enchanted choker allowed her to tap into the Otherworld for her super powers, while Jennifer was nowhere near her own Object of Power. So, even though Ms Patriot could mop the floor with Omega Girl, the current odds were in the rookie heroine’s favor, by at least ten to one.

Omega Girl took her silence as acceptance, so dropped her eyes as her gloved hand dug up under her short skirt to pull out a heavy-duty zip-tie. Jennifer glanced at the fireplace, spotting all the cast-iron tools hanging in their stand to the side. And then, when Omega Girl’s lovely green eyes came back up, Jennifer threw her champagne into the heroine’s face.

“Aaiiee! Bitch,” Omega Girl cried, dropping the zip-tie to rub at her stinging eyes.

Jennifer didn’t hesitate. She grabbed the fireplace poker, stepped closer, and swung with all her might.

“Ugh!” Omega Girl cried, her head knocked violently to the side. Mercilessly, Jennifer brought the poker back to whack her in the knee. “Aaiiee!”

Omega Girl dropped to one knee, a look of shock on her masked face. The suddenly enraged, fear-filled billionaire started swinging that poker with abandon, and quickly beat the beautiful young super heroine down. Before she knew it, Omega Girl lay unconscious at Jennifer’s feet.

“What have I done?” Jennifer asked. “What have I become?”

“Oooh,” Omega Girl groaned miserably.

She was already recovering? Jennifer panicked again. So she quickly dropped to her knees beside the quickly waking super heroine and studied that all-important choker. It didn’t take long to find the latch, and remove Omega Girl’s source of super power. The choker went clattering across the hardwood floor, while Jennifer used the heroine’s own zip-ties to bind her wrists together behind her back. Then she bound the heroine’s elbows together, followed by ankles and knees.

“Hey! What the – ?” Omega Girl cried. She writhed and bucked in her fruitless struggles. “Release me this instant!”

Instead, Jennifer scowled down at the wiggling, struggling super heroine. Then she reached under Omega Girl’s super-short skirt, and ripped off her thong underwear.

“What the hell?”

“Aww, how precious,” Jennifer purred, stroking Omega Girl’s closely cropped pubic patch. “You trimmed it into a heart shape. You’re just adorable.”

Omega Girl’s jaw dropped, and she gawked up at her captor. Jennifer smiled cruelly down at her.

“Yes. I helped my mistress, Erica Sambino, capture, tame, and enslave Silver Angel, Uber Woman, and their sidesluts,” Jennifer sneered. Her baby blues narrowed. “And now you will join them in ignoble sexual slavery, you stupid bimbo.”

“How could you?” Omega Girl cried. “What happened to you?”

“Erica Sambino happened to me,” she said. Jennifer’s body suddenly got all tingly hot and mushy inside. She bit her lip, eyes glazing over. And then she locked eyes with Omega Girl. “Erica sank her claws into me, and made me her bitch. I’m her slave. Her very obedient slave. And soon you will be, too.”

“Traitor! Monster!” Omega Girl screamed.

That made Jennifer cringe. Okay, she did betray her fellow heroines, but like Omega Girl, they didn’t give her much of a choice. Not her fault. As for being a monster? Eh. She’d been called much, much worse by her corporate rivals.

Picking up her phone, Jennifer dialed Erica’s number. Her mistress answered on the third ring.

“Mistress, it is Jennifer,” she said. Jennifer hesitated, staring down at a very frightened looking super heroine. “I have another super surprise for you here at Jade Manor. Omega Girl.”

“Seriously?” Erica asked. “Wow. Okay, I’m on my way. Don’t let her escape.”

“Yes, Mistress,” Jennifer said. “I obey.”

“Oh my Goddess! You’ve truly turned evil,” Omega Girl said.

The gorgeous billionaire averted her eyes, unable to look at the accusation in Omega Girl’s eyes. But it didn’t matter. Her mistress was coming to pick up the captured heroine. So Omega Girl had to be properly prepared.

Jennifer hurried up to her master bedroom, while Omega Girl struggled within her tight bondage. The busty billionaire quickly stripped, and then donned black thigh boots and a matching slave collar with “SLUT” engraved in front in big, bold letters. And then, picking out three “toys,” Jennifer quickly returned to the helpless heroine. She dropped the sex toys on the floor next to Omega Girl’s face and wagged her brows.

“Shall we start?”

Omega Girl stared incredulously at the bright red ball gag, ginormous black dildo, and bright pink butt plug. Then she looked at Jennifer, standing over her in nothing but collar and boots. Her heart pounded in her chest as she took in the other woman’s naked tits and pussy. A pussy already glistening with arousal.

“Jennifer, you don’t have to do this,” Omega Girl said. “Release me, and I’ll get you the help you so desperately need. We can free you from Erica Sambino’s evil brainwashing.”

“Aww, you’re so sweet,” Jennifer purred, squatting next to her. That put her exposed snatch right in front of the vanquished masked vigilante’s face. “But my mistress is on the way. I belong to her now. I live to please her.” She cocked her head to one side and smiled. “So that means you’re toast, sweetie. Sorry.”

Finding the zipper down Omega Girl’s back, Jennifer quickly stripped her out of the sky-blue costume. Her bra was promptly ripped off, making the depowered beauty yelp, but spilling out an amazing pair with large, dark nipples. Very aroused and erect nipples at that.

“Pretty titties,” Jennifer said, taking a moment to fondle, nuzzle, and lick the nipples. “I should’ve brought some nipple clamps, but there’s plenty of time to put those on you later.”

Jennifer palmed the back of Omega Girl’s head and pulled her glossy red lips in for a deep, passionate kiss. Her hand snaked down between the captured beauty’s bound legs as she continued that heavy kiss. Finding Omega Girl’s pussy sopping wet, and clit peeking out, Jennifer’s fingertips began doing their magic. In nothing flat she had poor Omega Girl beside herself with unwanted and unimagined pleasure.

“Mmmgh,” Omega Girl moaned into Jennifer’s mouth. She writhed and bucked, body tingling inside and out. She truly hated how much she loved it.

“That’s the Curse of the Valkyrie scrambling your head, and energizing your libido,” Jennifer purred. Her finger slipped inside the young heroine. “That curse will force you to enjoy yourself way too much. And it makes it possible for me to effortlessly remold your bimbo brain. I know. I’m Valkyrie, too, and Erica tamed me.”

Redoubling her efforts, Jennifer soon felt Omega Girl’s spectacular body tensing up. Her back bowed, eyes rolled up, and she groaned long and soulfully as her body trembled like a leaf.

“Bam. Is that your first setback climax?”

Omega Girl looked dazed and confused. Still, she nodded.

“Sweet. Are you still a virgin?”

Her eyes lolled. “Y-Yes.”

“Even better,” Jennifer purred, caressing her captive’s silky smooth cheek. “I’ll be your first.”

With that, Jennifer quickly forced the ball-gag into her mouth, between her teeth. After buckling it snugly into place, she rolled Omega Girl onto her belly, and slathered lubricant all over the butt plug.

Omega Girl was forced to her knees, before getting shoved, face-first, back down to the floor. That left the young beauty’s butt thrust up in the air, positioning her for sexual exploitation to the max. And then Jennifer ripped a hole in her pantyhose to expose her pussy and anus.

“I’m not going to lie. This is going to hurt,” Jennifer said.

The vanquished masked vigilante stared over her shoulder as the raven-maned beauty pushed the butt plug between her butt cheeks, and right up against her sphincter. And then, wiggling and twisting the butt plug, Jennifer slowly forced it up into Omega Girl’s ass until the bulbous plug suddenly surged in and snapped into place.

“Uggggh!” Omega Girl cried around the gag. “Oooooh.”

“I know! It feels awesome, right?” she taunted. Jennifer held up the huge dildo. “If you think the butt plug is amazing, wait until you feel this dildo. Just look at all of these big knobs and ridges. This monster is going to break you, Omega Slut. I’m going to tame you with it well before my mistress arrives.”

Omega Girl watched with incredulous eyes as Jennifer pressed the long, thick dildo against her pussy, and pushed hard. It slipped into her already slick entrance.

“Uggh! Oooh,” Omega Girl cried. Too big. Too big. Take it out.

Jennifer hesitated. Guilt reared its ugly head. For a second, she saw the evil she was doing. But then, her mistress would approve. Indeed, once Erica arrived, far worse would befall the poor depowered heroine.

I have no choice. I must obey, Jennifer thought. I must please my mistress.

So she shoved that monster dildo deeper into the hapless heroine.

“Aaaiiieee!”

“Pop goes the cherry!” she taunted. “You’re not a virgin any more, Omega Girl.”

The rookie heroine groaned, body trembling as she struggled to deal with that granddaddy of all dildos. It stretched her little hole out beyond the point of pain. At first, she thought it would split her open. But her body adjusted quickly, and pleasure started spiraling up into her core. Driving her crazy.

The helpless heroine’s eyes rolled up, her back bowed, and she started bucking. Her captor started thrusting it deeper and deeper, faster and faster, using every long inch of that bitch tamer.

“Relax and enjoy it, sweetie,” Jennifer purred. “Because this is one fight you will not win.”

“Ugh. Ugh. Ugh,” Omega Girl cried around the ball gag. Oh, Goddess! I’m. Going. To…

“Aaaaaggggh!”

“Another super heroine bites the dust,” Jennifer said.