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Ms Patriot: Endgame

Chapter 6

Midday, the next day, in an office forty-five stories above Grimme City…

"We've had a very fruitful couple of days, boys," Big Daddy said, grinning fiercely.

The rotund billionaire sat at the head of the conference table of pure polished mahogany. His beautiful wife stood beside him in a shimmering red evening gown and a ton of diamond jewelry. Around that table were some of the most influential movers and shakers in Grimme City. They were exactly the men he needed to ensure everything he wanted to do, no matter how illegal or immoral, got done with as few "official" entanglements or inquiries as possible.

First and foremost, Mayor Theodore "Teddy" Beckinsale sat to Big Daddy's right. He was an old friend and crony. They had conducted many a business deal, and made fortunes together. He was the favorite son of one of Grimme City's oldest and most respected families, and was called to public service when Big Daddy explained just how much more money they both could make with him in that position. He was tall, with slicked-back dark hair. Just a touch of gray at the temples showed his fifty-nine years. He wore a pinstripe suit and red power tie.

Next to the mayor sat the celebrated Police Commission, James Worthington Jorden. In many ways, he was the most respected member of the city's government. Few knew of his "arrangements" with Big Daddy, or that he was Big Daddy's second cousin on his mother's side. The Police Commissioner was tall and silver-haired, and held the respect of a very important group – super heroines. They listened to him, and he was usually able to direct them away from areas his "friends" needed to avoid interference. Behind him stood an equally well-known, but much-more reviled man, Chief of Vice Andrew Wessel, called “The Weasel” on the mean streets of Grimme City.

Then came the city's infamous DA, Jason Hanson. He was a young, aggressive prosecutor from a wealthy family of lawyers. Some accused the tall, handsome DA of being a bigger media whore than any super heroine, and there were times even Big Daddy was inclined to agree. Ironically, he was also known for his dislike for all things super heroine. Ms Patriot and Purple Avenger were two of his most vocal detractors.

Last but not least, billionaire Aaron Shapiro. The seventy-two year old businessman was the Vice Chairman of Jade Enterprises, and Big Daddy's inside-man. Aaron’s close relationship with Jennifer Jade was especially useful. Jennifer regarded his sage advice higher than any other.

Big Daddy nodded, and the large HDTVs attached to all four walls came to life. The sound was turned low, but everyone held their breath and listened to the grunts, groans, and gasps of the gorgeous, raven-maned beauty. Jennifer's baby blues looked glazed most of the time, but every once in a while she looked up at the man whose dick she was sucking, and had the most sexually hungry looking eyes any of them had seen on any woman. For the next thirty minutes they watched with bated breath as the most celebrated billionaire businesswomen in the city was thoroughly debauched. Then the scene changed and they all gasped.

"Yes, it's true," Ashley purred. "Jennifer was given to homeless men to fuck. Those lucky wretches got all they could handle, and then some."

"Fucking A! I can send even the mighty Jennifer Jade to county jail with that video!" DA Jason Hanson cried. Oh, how he wanted to slap that arrogant rich bitch down. "Big Daddy, with that evidence I'll take care of your Jennifer problem toot sweet. I know a judge who'll deny bail, so we can toss her in jail and leave her there until the trial – NEXT YEAR."

"Keep that thought, Jason. It's an option," Big Daddy said, grinning. "But first, my survey team did pretty good, too. Check out who they caught the other day."

Jennifer on all fours, getting it front and back, vanished off the screen. What took its place was a video of Annette Moore and Sofia Garza fucking like rabbits. Lesbian fucking in the back of a pickup. They looked like they were having a wickedly great time, too. Men stood all around the pickup, watching and making crude suggestions.

"They caught the surveyors out at the site?" Aaron said. "That could be trouble."

"Could be, but look at that video, my friend. Do you really think those two upstanding businesswomen want that video released? Oh no, they will do as told. Consider them out of our hair, too."

"Oh my, Annette still looks great," Mayor Beckinsale said, watching hungrily. "I've had a major boner for that stuck-up bitch for a long time. You know, we were a couple way back when. That woman’s passion was almost too much. Every night in bed was la vida loca."

"Screw her," Jason said. "I'll slap pornography and public indecency charges against both, and further cripple their efforts to sway public opinion. But back to Jennifer…"

Big Daddy grinned at the DA, but held up a hand to stop him.

"Gentlemen, please put on the masks provided," Big Daddy said, not bothering to put his on yet. "We are about to enjoy the company of a very special guest."

Big Daddy looked around the table as his co-conspirators pulled on full, head covering mask worn by Mexican wrestlers. Their eyes were all bright with eagerness. Aaron and Jason looked especially excited. Oddly enough, The Weasel seemed the least impressed. Big Daddy decided the old vice cop just had a better poker face, because his pants were tented to hell and back.

"Bring her in," Big Daddy said.

The video changed again, each of the four screens showing a different scene of Jennifer performing sordid back-alley sex acts.

"My pleasure," Ashley said, eyes flashing. "This is going to be great."

Ashley departed, and was gone long enough for everyone to adjust their masks just right. They heard approaching stilettos in the hallway outside the door first, then Ashley strutted in leading Jennifer Jade on a leash and collar. Jennifer was wild-eyed, dressed up like a hooker: short red leather midriff-baring corset, black leather mini skirt, fire engine red pumps with three straps. She also had lots of gaudy silver jewelry. Total streetwalker chic.

"Big Daddy, you'll never get away with this. I'm Jennifer Jade, an icon in Grimme… Oh… Oh my… Oh my Goddess! Where did you get those videos? I'm ruined!"

"Maybe. Maybe not," Big Daddy said, steepling his pudgy fingers. "But imagine what the District Attorney would do with those videos. How many years in prison do you suppose you'll get? How well will you fare in prison? Which of all those Jennifer haters in prison will make you her BITCH first?"

“Oh Goddess no!” Thoughts of that horrendously humiliating trial came to her, followed by visions of her conviction. Hell, the city jail alone would be pure hell, because she knew the DA would conspire to deny her bail before and during the trial. It could easily take a year or more to go to trial, too. Especially if the DA did anything to delay, just to keep her close and in a jail where he knew the inmates would do bad, bad things to her 24/7. “What have I done? What have you done to me?”

Everyone watched in fascination as two hot tears rolled down her cheeks, and her full, glossy red lips began to tremble. They didn’t understand, not fully, but Jennifer felt it profoundly. Her arousal, fueled by her helplessness, was through the roof. She then noticed all of the men were wearing masks. Without looking, she knew they all had tented pants, too.

She knew exactly what was about to happen, and her body and mind were getting ready.

"You seriously need to learn how to be cooperative, Jennifer," Ashley sneered. She grabbed a fistful of shimmering black hair and yanked Jennifer's head back. "An obedient, submissive Jennifer will be looked upon more favorably. So much as annoy us, so much as hesitate in obeying our commands, and it will be easier for us to just send you away to prison. Think about that, you holier-than-thou bitch."

Jennifer groaned miserably.

"Jennifer," Big Daddy said, eyes bright. "Climb up on the table, and dance. Stripper dance for us, baby."

Ashley shoved the helpless brunette towards the conference table. She gasped and stumbled, catching herself on the edge of the table. Jennifer looked around at all of the well-dressed, masked men. Big Daddy's cohorts in crime. Men that knew her, had had dealings with her, maybe even men she shared a mutual hatred with. Men eager to see her utterly debased and debauched.

"You'll pay for this, Ashley. All of you will. You can't expect to debase and defile Jennifer Jade and not pay the consequences," she said, baby blues flashing.

Ashley smiled cruelly, patting Jennifer's smooth round butt. "You better pray we do get away with it."

"Exactly. The DA will be even more pleased," Big Daddy said. Jennifer gasped and tensed. "He would love more than anything to prosecute you for prostitution, and send you to BIG GIRL prison. Imagine how much fun YOU will have there?"

"Oh," Jennifer gasped, looking down at her "hooker clothed" body. "He’d be about as pleased as you all are right now, no doubt."

"We win," Ashley said, reaching out to squeeze both of Jennifer's tits. "You lose, loser. Now, you dance. Strip. And get passed around the table like the cheap piece of ass you are, bitch. Get up on that table and dance. Now."

Heart racing, panting from the stress, Jennifer licked her full red lips and stood up straight and proud. She fluffed her magnificent mane, took a deep breath, and climbed up atop the conference table. Her heart started racing so hard, she had to just kneel atop the table until she reined in her fear and revulsion. Then Jennifer rose to her feet atop the table, raised her hands over her head, and started swaying her well-rounded hips.

"Yeah, baby. Dance for us, Jennifer."

"Take it off, bitch."

"Show us your tits."

"Yeah, titties. Show titties."

"Hurry up, I want to get to the fucking."

"You heard the boys, Jennifer, start stripping so we can hurry up and get to fucking you even stupider than you already are," Ashley said.

“This is so disrespectful,” Jennifer whispered hoarsely, her voice almost breaking. “I’m a highly respected businesswoman, and …”

“You are an easy blowjob in a back alley,” Ashley sneered. “You are just half a step above a crack whore, bitch. We all know how you’ve spent your last few days. So shut up and strip.”

With trembling fingers, Jennifer began unfastening the bustier barely containing her massive tits. The men surrounding the table sucked in their breaths, eager to finally see her legendary melons.

“Mark my words, I may have lost this battle…”

“You’ve lost the war, Jennifer,” Ashley said. “I win. We win.”

“Maybe,” she said, and pulled off the bustier as the men gasped, eyes wide. “But I have powerful friends. Super heroine friends. You will not get away with this. My friends will avenge me, somehow, some way.”

“Yada, yada, yada, lose the skirt and get to work, my pretty pet,” Ashley said.

Jennifer angrily yanked off the mini-skirt. She wasn’t wearing anything under it. All five men leaned forward and reached for her legs. Some reached higher.

“Pigs. Hey! Watch it. Aaiieee!”

The masked man in front of Jennifer grabbed her ankles and yanked the feet out from under the beautiful, raven-maned woman. Jennifer landed on her sweet round butt, her titanic tits jostling madly. Men immediately grabbed both wrists and her long, silky hair. She was pulled down flat on the table, her head hanging off one side and feet off the other.

Before Jennifer knew what was happening, a stiff cock was thrust down her throat. He began pumping in and out, his hairy balls rudely slapping her in the face with each stroke. The man that had her ankles began exploring her bikini-waxed twat, his fingers thrusting deep inside her vagina as his tongue began a hard licking of her engorged clit.

“Hmmmm,” Jennifer groaned, her easily manipulated body quickly getting into the sex play. Her belly erupted with butterflies, while intense heat and wetness infused her pussy. Even her jiggling tits began to tingle as two men each claimed one and began fondling her as they licked, nibbled, and sucked on her rock-hard nipples.

Big Daddy and Ashley watched with glee-filled eyes as the DA explored Jennifer’s cunt so intimately, and their grins turned into big smiles when he finally stood up and thrust his cock deep inside her. Jennifer would’ve been horrified to know that it was DA Hanson fucking her so soundly, while The Weasel face-fucked her, and the Mayor and Police Commissioner sucked on her monster tits.

Jennifer was getting far too much sex lately, so it didn’t take long before they pushed her over the edge and into sexual La-La Land.

“Aaaaaaaaaagggh!” she cried around The Weasel’s cock.

“Jennifer Jade is Shamed, Claimed and TAMED,” Big Daddy said.