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Ms Patriot: Undercover

Grimme City Super Heroines in Peril

Chapter 19

Sugar Town red light district, Saturday night, just before midnight…

“Thanks for coming, ladies,” Ms Patriot said.

They stood atop a three-story building, above a lingerie boutique deep in the heart of Sugar Town. That street didn’t have hookers or brothels, just “support” businesses for the sex industry: lingerie and dancewear shops, shoe stores, BDSM paraphernalia stores, and head shops. The alley behind that block-long line of stores was especially dark and ominous. On the other side of the alley stood a line of sleazy sex shops, peep shows, and strip joints.

“We can’t allow the Sambinos to sell our sisters into bondage,” Purple Avenger said, eyes fierce. The gorgeous African-American wore her iconic purple costume: Mask, bikini, opera gloves, and thigh boots. She had a short, sassy hairstyle, with a silver power belt and choker to finish out her sexy look. “Our priority has to be saving our captured sisters, but I pray to the Goddess we can catch Erica Sambino in the act.”

“That’s my dream, too,” Ninja Girl said. She pounded her right fist into her left hand. “I owe Ms Sambino and her goons for a, um, minor setback last year.”

Ms Patriot nodded. She knew about Ninja Girl’s brief capture, and resultant gangbang. She, with Patriot Girl, had personally rescued the beautiful, busty Asian Avenger.

Indeed, Ninja Girl seemed the most agitated of them all. She started pacing, her black stiletto thigh boots clattering on the hard concrete roof. The super-powered ninja heroine was the hardest to see atop that dark rooftop, wearing all grey: mask, bikini top with spaghetti straps, and leggings. Her boots, “ninja” gloves, and power belt were all black.

“Just thinking about their capture makes my blood boil,” Justice Star said, hazel eyes fierce under her long dark bangs. Her chosen costume was probably Ms Patriot’s favorite. Justice Star’s leotard was a star-spangled blue on her left side, with red and white horizontal stripes on the right. It had a plunging neckline to display a generous amount of cleavage, and virtually no back. Simple straps over her shoulders held the skimpy costume in place. The busty brunette finished her costume out with red mask and choker, blue opera gloves, and white thigh boots. The bad news was that Ms Patriot had no idea what her object of power was, since nothing she wore appeared right for one. Obviously, it was hidden under her costume somehow. Yeah, a little problematic when it came to capturing and depowering her.

I wonder if it’s her mask? Ms Patriot thought. Now that’s dangerous.

Justice Star was Grimme City’s newest super heroine. She’d only been on the job three months, but had already had made a name for herself as a no-nonsense crimefighter, and a tenacious stalker of bad guys. For some reason, the busty hazel-eyed brunette focused on hunting down bail jumpers. As far as Ms Patriot knew, Justice Star hadn’t had a single setback as a protégé or heroine.

Ms Patriot glanced over into the alley below. No one had arrived yet. Erica and gang were running a little late.

A circle of light suddenly began forming off to the group’s side. Everyone turned as the purple and pink light began to spin into a growing whirlpool. Justice Star, at least, gawked at it with some alarm. The other three had seen it before.

“Heeey, bitches,” Giselle said as she strutted out of the magical portal. “I’m here to help, even though my invite must’ve got lost in the mail.”

Ms Patriot stared at her. Giselle was a sorceress, and not really a super heroine. She worked with Grimme City’s heroines from time to time, but mostly she did her own thing. She’d never refused to help when Ms Patriot asked, especially if the threat was magical in nature. By all accounts, she was the most powerful spellcaster in the city, but a little unpredictable. Her source of power was the elaborate skull-topped staff she carried, an ancient heirloom powered by the souls of countless evil men defeated and sucked into it over the centuries. It was an item of almost unlimited power, but it sometimes worked against the sorceress.

“I thought you were out of town, Giselle,” Ms Patriot lied, looking the new arrival over warily. Giselle wore a snug white, double-slitted gown that displayed her amazing body to perfection. Silver gladiator boots covered her feet. “When did you get back from South America?”

“Eight months ago,” Giselle said, shaking her head and rolling her big brown eyes. The Latina bombshell flipped long brown hair back over her shoulders and struck a heroic pose. “I’ve been working to better tame my crazy staff, and now I’m totally in control.”

Ms Patriot gave the gorgeous sorceress a doubtful look. Giselle was always claiming she’d finally taken firm control of that evil-infused staff. But both the staff and sorceress remained more than a little unreliable, so she never knew what Giselle would do. And her arrival complicated things, since Erica hadn’t planned for a full-blown sorceress.

“They’re here,” Ninja Girl said, leaning over above the alley. “It’s party time.”

“Great. I deen’t miss anything,” Giselle said.

“Does Giselle change our plan?” Purple Avenger asked, slanting her own uncertain look at the sorceress.

Ms Patriot shrugged. “Not really. Once we see them bring out our captured sisters, then we jump down and kick ass. The priority is to save Silver Angel, Uber Woman, and their sidekicks.”

“Aren’t we waiting for Omega Girl to arrive?” Justice Star asked.

Ms Patriot pretended to consider that as she looked around. “No. She’s late, and we can’t wait. This exchange will only take a few minutes. We have to hit them hard as soon as they start the exchange.”

The four heroines and their tagalong sorceress quickly lined up along the edge, and stared down into the alley. Ms Patriot fidgeted, heart racing in anticipation as she watched Erica’s Land Rover slowly leading four other SUVs to her lower left, while four more big SUVs came forward opposite them. The heroines stood above the exact spot they would make the headlight lit exchange.

“Get ready,” Ms Patriot whispered.

Erica got out of her Land Rover, and moved forward into the headlight-flooded space flanked by Big Mike and Dino. At the same time, others were going to the back of each SUV following Erica, and pulling out a whole line of bound super heroines.

“I see Uber Woman,” Purple Avenger whispered. “And there’s Silver Angel.”

“There is Uber Girl,” Ninja Girl said.

“I think that’s Silver Girl,” Justice Star said, pointing to the very last SUV.

Ms Patriot nodded, but knew it was actually Omega Girl in a Silver Girl costume and blonde wig. The heroines all stood ramrod straight, despite their dire straits. Men led them forward at the end of leashes and collars. None of them were hobbled, but all of their arms were behind their backs.

“At least they haven’t been unmasked,” Justice Star whispered.

“Aw, sweetie, Erica definitely unmasked them,” Purple Avenger said. “She’d do it just to seal their fates, and then put the masks back on for the same reason they are back in costume.”

“So the buyers can see they’re getting legit merchandise,” Ms Patriot said.

The rookie heroine frowned at that, but nodded. Ms Patriot grimaced. She already felt sorry for that sweet, innocent heroine. The true brutality of life was about to slap her idealist heart into the dark gutter. It would be a lesson from which Justice Star would never recover.

As soon as the four ex-heroines were lined up in the bright headlights, Ms Patriot surged up and over the edge. “NOW!”

Her outcry brought all the mobsters’ eyes up. Ninja Girl shouted her own personal battle cry, following her over the side. Purple Avenger came next, followed by Justice Star and Giselle. The sorceress muttered a levitation spell the entire way down, falling considerably slower than the others.

Ms Patriot landed with a clatter of heels, forced to drop into a three-point stance, before rising up to her full height. The others landed to either side of her. The avenging heroines landed smack between the two groups.

“Masks!” Erica cried, and fell back behind her men and that line of perfectly still super heroines.

Ms Patriot pointed at the men opposite the Sambino goons. “Take them down!”

Not a single heroine questioned her command. As one, Purple Avenger, Ninja Girl, Giselle, and Justice Star attacked. Okay, Giselle didn’t go in for a face-to-face fight. The sorceress didn’t do physical stuff if she could help it. She let her magic do the fighting, so lifted her now glowing Skull Staff.

Hearing the sorceress began a spell chant, Ms Patriot rushed up behind her. Jumping high, she lashed out with a savage kick and knocked the magic staff out of Giselle’s hand. Before the sorceress could fathom what happened, Ms Patriot came down behind her and threw an arm around the sexy sorceress’s neck. And squeezed just right.

“Sleeper hold, bitch,” Ms Patriot sneered in Giselle’s ear. “Pleasant dreams, sucker.”

The statuesque Latina stiffened, back bowed as she desperately pulled at Ms Patriot’s arm. That lasted a few seconds, before her body went limp and her arms dropped to her side. Giselle was out cold. Magical threat vanquished.

Ms Patriot eased her friend’s body to the hard concrete, and then looked around. Purple Avenger, Justice Star, and Ninja Girl had already knocked out half of the Sambino thugs facing them, and then she heard Erica bark the prearranged command.

“Sic ‘em!”

Silver Angel, Uber Woman, Uber Girl, and Omega Girl rushed forward, their unbound hands coming out from behind their backs as they raced toward the fight. In each captured heroine’s right hand was a chloroform-soaked white cloth. Ms Patriot smiled when they split up.

Silver Angel caught Purple Avenger unaware, wrapping an arm around her as she pressed the chloroform cloth over the beautiful purple-attired heroine’s face. At the same time, Uber Woman slipped her left arm behind Ninja Girl’s elbows, pulling her arms back and holding tight. She immediately slapped her chloro-rag over the Asian beauty’s mouth and nose. But Justice Star spun around before Uber Girl caught her.

“Help, Ms Patriot!” Justice Star cried.

Omega Girl, looking so much like Silver Girl, plowed straight into Justice Star. She tackled the patriotically-themed heroine and then wrapped her arms and legs around the struggling heroine to hold her in place. That gave Uber Girl the opportunity to hold the wadded-up cloth to the newbie heroine’s face.

It didn’t take long before all three heroines stopped struggling, and slowly relaxed. Purple Avenger went down first, followed by Justice Star, and then Ninja Girl. Ms Patriot quirked a brow. The smallest heroine had demonstrated the best resistance against chloroform, or was it just that she could hold her breath longer?

“Mistress Erica,” Ms Patriot said, turning to Erica and falling to her knees. “They are down and out. You now own and control every super heroine in Grimme City.”

“Excellent! Well done, my pets,” Erica cried. “Big Mike, get these soon to be ex-heroines bound, gagged, and blindfolded. Load them up, and then we can head out to Jade Manor for their taming.”

Justice Star was bound, blindfolded, and hobbled first, and then Ninja Girl and Purple Avenger. Giselle was given special attention. Ball-gagged first, with another cloth gag put over that. They blindfolded her, before tying her wrists to her elbows. Unfortunately, they hadn’t brought a fourth hobble chain, so had to bind her legs at the ankles and knees.

Ms Patriot lifted Giselle up, and carried the helpless sorceress to the back seat of a SUV. Two goons slipped inside to either side of the unconscious sorceress, and one of them immediately yanked her gown down to her waist. Ms Patriot closed the door as they each started sucking on a tit.

The other unconscious captives were quickly carried to the back seats of different SUVs, each joined by a pair of handsy, horny mobsters. Ms Patriot smiled, knowing they’d all be quite pliable by the time they reached Jade Manor, but far from fully tamed. From her experience, Erica’s men understood perfectly how to subdue and tame super heroines, and they were all quite talented masturbating super heroines into la la land.

Erica suddenly appeared before Ms Patriot. The Turned heroine dropped to her knees, reached back, and unfastened her power belt. She lifted it up with both hands, offering it to her mistress. Erica took the all-important golden belt, rolled it up, and stuffed it into her purse. Then she locked Ms Patriot’s slave collar back around her throat. To that, Erica attached a leash, and led her pet slave to her Land Rover.

The trip to Jade Manor went quickly, but Ms Patriot knew it must have felt like an eternity to the captured super heroines. Even the already tamed and remolded ex-heroines had to ride back between two horny thugs, so every heroine but Ms Patriot was being rubbed, kissed, and fondled into ecstasy during the trip.

At Jade Manor, Erica immediately led Ms Patriot inside, up the stairs, and to the master bedroom. The men led the other eight women behind them, all of which were staggering on wobbly legs. One and all were now topless, with all having sweat-shiny bodies. Even Silver Angel, Uber Woman, Uber Girl, and Omega Girl were panting, eyes glazed over from too much forced pleasure.

Once everyone was down in the Patriot Cave, Erica led them over to a line of ten newly installed bondage devices. They were constructed out of stainless steel pipes, with black padded seats. They were all bolted to the floor upon hydraulic shafts so the mobsters could adjust the heights as needed.

The men quickly stripped the heroines, including Ms Patriot, down to mask, gloves, and boots. They were then forced to sit on the padded seats and lean all the way back. Then their booted legs were pulled up, spread wide, and their ankles locked into wide steel cuffs. A steel band was locked around their waists and necks to hold them perfectly in place. Their arms were pulled back and locked in cuffs along the back shaft, at wrists and elbows. There was also a rectangular piece going up and over the bound heroines. They learned what that was for when Erica personally pierced their nipples, put silver rings in the piercings, and attached those rings to thin chains hanging off the crossbar above.

Last, but not least: Cameras were set up, with at least three on each heroine.

“Okay, boys, fuck them stupid,” Erica commanded.

Ms Patriot’s breath caught as a seven-foot monster of a man stepped up before her. Alex was new, so she’d only fucked him a few times. He was hung like a horse, so it was always good for her body. Not so good for her fragile mind and psyche. He hit the foot controls, causing her to rise up to the perfect height.

Erica ordered the cameramen to start recording. The monitors lit up with video of each and every one of the vanquished vixens, all squirming, eyes huge.

Alex regained her full attention. Ms Patriot’s breath caught when he took hold of his rock hard cock, and pressed it into her sopping wet slit, rubbing it up and down and all around her aroused sex. Grimme City’s now former Champion of Justice bit her lip, tiny animal sounds of need starting to bubble up.

“Erica!” Purple Avenger cried. “You won’t get away with this.”

“We will be avenged,” Ninja Girl cried as Big Mike thrust a finger up her cunt and started pumping. “Oooooh, so wrong.”

“Avenged?” Erica asked, a smug look on her beautiful face. “By who? Future heroines who never knew you, much less care about you?”

The new captures all groaned miserably.

Ms Patriot looked down the row of bound, helpless heroines. Giselle was at the opposite end, with Omega Girl to Ms Patriot’s immediate left, followed by Uber Girl, Silver Angel, Purple Avenger, Justice Star, Ninja Girl, and Uber Woman. As she stared down the line, almost as one, nine Sambino mob goons stepped up and impaled nine super heroines on their big cocks.

A collective, “Ugggh!” echoed through the vast Patriot Cave.

“I love it. That is the sound of super heroine defeat,” Erica said. 

Nine, gorgeous, busty super heroine grunted, groaned, and moaned as nine well-hung mobsters thrust like madmen into their tight bodies. Alex quickly had Ms Patriot crying out, bucking, and thrusting her well-rounded hips. One by one, the other eight beauties lost their physical and emotional battles, and succumbed to the Valkyrie Curse.

Cries of pleasure and need soon filled the legendary Patriot Cave as they lost themselves in sex, forgetting who and what they once were. Erica watched their sweet surrender to their fates with wicked delight, all tingling inside and out.

Purple Avenger cried out first in orgasmic ecstasy, “Aaagggh!”

Ms Patriot, Giselle, and Ninja Girl quickly followed. It took a little longer to tame the others, but not much longer. It wasn’t long before Erica saw nine sets of glazed eyes, nine sweat-shiny bodies bucking and writhing in pleasure.

“Grimme City is freed of super heroine tyranny,” Erica said. “Soon, I will rule this city.”

Erica sighed gustily, watching her men finish the final conquest of Grimme City’s shapely super heroine corps. Soon, one and all of those vivacious beauties would be her obedient, sexy minion-slaves. She’d be the only mob boss with not only eight super-powered henchwomen at her beck and call, but a powerful sorceress as well.

 Her brown eyes narrowed, “I can’t wait until Boss Vitale sees my new army of ex-heroines.”