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Grimme City Heroines: Endgame

Grimme City Super Heroines in Peril

Chapter 7

Saturday in a downtown alley, mid-day…

Ms Patriot rolled to a stop in her red, white, and blue Patriot Mobile. Four scantily clad super heroines stood waiting at the mouth of the alley. Her throat tightened, heart hammering. This was going to be hard.

Not everyone showed up. That was expected of the Grimme City Super Heroine Corps. Their personal lives had to take precedence over their lives behind the mask. It was rare to get them all together at once. But she had two of the other three top-tier veteran heroines there waiting: Purple Avenger and Uber Woman. The other two heroines were Ninja Girl and Uber Woman’s sidekick, Uber Girl.

Platinum blonde, statuesque Uber Woman really popped in her stark white mask, strapless bikini top, and pink thong costume, finished off with bright pink opera gloves and white thigh boots. Uber Girl’s bikini was just a bit more conservative; and while the African-American sidekick’s costume and knee boots were white, her choker and opera gloves were pink. Color-coordinated costumes were the rule with super heroine mentor/protégé duos. She’d recently started wearing her hair in an amazing afro, with bangs and going halfway down her back.

The busty Asian beauty, Ninja Girl, went to the other side of the spectrum costume-wise, choosing all gray mask, sports bra, leggings, and opera gloves. Even her stiletto-heeled ankle boots were gray. Her long black hair was pulled back in a ponytail.

The heroines all instinctively struck sassy super heroine poses when Ms Patriot walked up to them. She fell into her own classic pose without thought. Everyone stared at her expectantly.

Ms Patriot almost felt self-conscious in her bright red, white, and blue stars and stripes costume and shiny red thigh boots. Her costume was the most iconic in Grimme City as well, what with her being the Champion of Justice and the city’s premier super heroine for the last five years.

“Ladies, I have a problem. It sickens me to admit this, but my civilian persona has been outwitted, manipulated, and dominated by Big Daddy and Ashley Vanderholm,” Ms Patriot said, facing flaming hot behind her blue mask. “They must’ve recognized that I am a descendant of the sacred Valkyrie, so attacked through my greatest weakness – Sex. My alter ego has been slapped down and forced into the vilest, foulest debaucheries imaginable. They were more than prepared for my fall into the gutter, with cameramen waiting, so that they can use hours of horribly damming video of me performing lewd sex acts in public to blackmail me. We all know the DA hates me, and would be delighted to prosecute the Legendary Jennifer Jade, and send her – ME – to prison. As Jennifer, I have given my Word of Honor to obey Big Daddy’s and Ashley’s orders. But I cleverly worded it so that I can still function as Ms Patriot to help save myself.”

The other heroines stirred uncomfortably, glancing at each other. Ms Patriot’s shoulders tensed. So humiliating.

“After all that sex, do you still have any super powers?” Purple Avenger asked. The sexy African-American super heroine wore all purple: Mask, bikini, opera gloves, and thigh boots. “I can only imagine how much…um…action a woman of your beauty, grace, and pure sexual za-zoom would get.”

Though they had never been mentor and sidekick, Purple Avenger and Ninja Girl stood side-by-side almost as if they were a team, like Uber Woman and Uber Girl. Both sexy super heroines had arrived on hopped-up racing motorcycles, while Uber Woman and her shapely sidekick both had the rare ability to fly. The only other heroine in Grimme City who could fly was the rookie Omega Girl.

“Unfortunately, I am thoroughly sated sexually, so my power belt is nothing but a shiny fashion statement,” she said, hanging her head. “Though I am now allowed to return to my duties as CEO of Jade Enterprises, I still have to answer Big Daddy’s and Ashley’s every demand, as well as their man at Jade Enterprise, Ned Kelly. I suspect I will be sexually used by men quite a bit every day, so I will remain depowered for the foreseeable future.” She paused to give them all a fierce, steely look. “But I’m still a viable super heroine, even without my powers.”

“Do you want us to pay Big Daddy and Ashley a visit?” Uber Woman asked, looking eager to kick some butt. Uber Girl nodded next to her, looking even more eager to put some major hurt on the bad guys.

“Very much, but I think it might be too early for that. If we put too much pressure, too fast, they might panic and just throw Jennifer under the bus.”

Purple Avenger said, “Yes, and I can confirm how delighted the DA would be to prosecute Jennifer Jade for lewdness in public. You’d be lucky if you got less than five years in prison.”

“So our hands are tied?” Ninja Girl said.

“Pretty much,” Ms Patriot said. “For now.”

“Not completely,” Purple Avenger said, smirking. “What if something happened to the DA?”

The other heroines looked at her with shock.

“Nothing illegal, girls,” Purple Avenger said, chuckling. “I work for that sexist bastard, and I’m sick and tired of his filthy innuendos and leering at my chest every single time I speak with him.”

“What are you going to do, accuse him of unprofessionalism?” Uber Woman said, rolling her eyes.

“Better. I strongly suspect he’s been breaking all kinds of Bar regulations, maybe even working directly for Big Daddy,” the sexy black heroine said. “If I can get the goods on him, we can force him to resign. Since I’m the logical choice to be interim DA, I wouldn’t dream of prosecuting the obvious victim of a sex crime.”

“Brilliant,” Ms Patriot said. “Big Daddy is only able to be so bold because he is confident he won’t be prosecuted.”

“The rest of us can keep an eye on Big Daddy’s other associates and backers, and slap them down the second they step out of line,” Uber Woman said. “They’ll raise an uproar, and he’ll have to back off to get us to back off.”

“Not as satisfying as going in and kicking his fat butt,” Uber Girl said, sounding disappointed.

“I agree, my sexy sidekick,” Uber Woman said, shrugging apologetically. “But with Jennifer over the barrel like that, we have to deal with them with kid gloves. For now.”

Ms Patriot cringed at her choice of words. Just two hours earlier, Jennifer had literally been bent over a chair while Big Daddy’s bodyguards Homer and Danny took turns reaming out her ass. All caught on tape, of course. That had been followed by a threesome with Big Daddy and Ashley in Jennifer’s own bed.

I’ll have to burn that bed, and then get another delivered before tonight, she thought.

“Yes. For now,” Ms Patriot said, baby blues narrowing as her red-gloved hands curled into fists. “We have to bide our time, looking for that perfect opportunity to strike. Meanwhile, I’ll…um…have to bite the bullet and let them have their way with my alter ego.” She rubbed her temples, while her shapely body tingled in anticipation. “It’s going to be so hard.”

“Hard is, um, not the word I’d use,” Ninja Girl said. “Just thinking about what you’ve been through already, and will be put through in the days and weeks to come, sickens me.”

Ms Patriot froze. Weeks? She hadn’t really thought about how long extracting herself safely from the Vanderholms’ sick domination could take. Hell, for all she knew it could take months.