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Ms Patriot: Endgame

Grimme City Super Heroines in Peril

Chapter 17

Thursday evening…

Ms Patriot’s baby blues narrowed as she studied DA Jason Hanson’s townhouse, deep in the heart of Uptown. It was four floors tall, with a roof deck and basement. So there were six possible levels where Purple Avenger could be at that moment. There were lights on all but the fourth floor.

She watched Uber Woman and Uber Girl land on the roof deck, and then flash the thumbs-up. Shewolf was leading Omega Girl and Justice Star around back. Ms Patriot and Patriot Girl were going in through the front door.

“Prepare yourselves,” Ms Patriot said. The heroines were all on a conference call together. “We’re going in now.”

Patriot Girl dashed across the street first, with a large flat box she’d fished out of the neighbor’s trash. Ms Patriot crossed the deserted street slower, more cautiously. She held her phone before her face, still on the group call.

“We’re at the door,” she said. “Patriot Girl, do the honors.”

Patriot Girl nodded, looking excited. The pigtailed blonde held the empty pizza box up before the peephole and rang the doorbell. A moment passed before they heard heavy footsteps inside.

“Who is it?” DA Hanson’s voice asked, muffled by the closed door.

‘Pizza!” Patriot Girl called, disguising her voice the best she could. He shouted some nonsense about not ordering a pizza. So the sidekick repeated loudly, “Pizza!”

Ms Patriot heard an angry, frustrated sound, and then the deadbolt opened loudly. DA Hanson cracked the door, showing a chain still securing the door.

“I said I didn’t… Oh shit!”

Ms Patriot and Patriot Girl both kicked the door with all of their might before he could slam it closed. The chain loudly ripped out of the jamb, with the door smashing into the DA. He stumbled back, before turning and running. The two red, white, and blue clad heroines were hot on his heels. Ms Patriot purposely stayed a step behind him in hopes he’d lead them straight to the captured heroine.

Ka-BOOM!

The back door exploded into a thousand pieces as Shewolf led her little team in. That was when Ms Patriot realized the back door had been his destination all along, so she instantly closed the gap and tackled the dirty DA. She quickly hogtied Hanson with zip-ties.

“I’ll have you all up charges assault and battery, illegal restraint, and kidnapping!” he cried.

“No you won’t,” Uber Girl said as she entered. Shewolf, Justice Star, and Omega Girl came rushing up then. Everyone looked at the grinning African-American sidekick. “We found Purple Avenger. Follow me.”

Shewolf grabbed the DA by his hair, and dragged him along as she followed the others. He screamed and cursed, threatening them all with every charge he could think of the whole way. But even he shut it when they reached the back room with Purple Avenger.

Uber Woman was still struggling to untie all of the tight knots binding the beautiful African-American heroine. Ms Patriot scowled at the far wall, where Purple Avenger’s full costume, mask included, was displayed like a battle trophy. At the moment, Tanika Grayson, was bound to a sybian chair, held down while it vibrated her into la la land. Yeah, she recognized that as one of the most insidious ways to keep a super heroine tamed and obedient.

“Just use a knife,” Ms Patriot said. “Patriot Girl, can you find the kitchen and bring us a sharp one, please?”

“On it, Ms P!” the perky blonde cried, and took off running.

Ms Patriot turned to Hanson, who had become amazingly quiet. “So, Mr. District Attorney, who is going to prison for life again?”

“I was framed,” he said stubbornly. “You snuck that two-bit slut in here, tied her up, and then smashed down my doors to arrest me in an elaborate left-wing plot to discredit me.”

“Left-wing plot? Personally, I’m a little left of center,” Ms Patriot said. She looked around. “Anyone here left-wing radicals? No? Alt-right reactionaries? No?” She turned back to the stressed out, bound DA. “Sorry, Jason. You don’t mind if I call you Jason, do you? Anyway, Jason, super heroines try to remain politically neutral. We’re all about justice, not politics, but good try.”

“I’m going to love watching that smug smile wiped off…” he stopped himself.

“I bet you would, Mr. DA,” she replied. “But you’ll have to do better than this.”

Patriot Girl returned, handing a razor-sharp carving knife over to Uber Woman. Ms Patriot watched the stress of that tight bondage slowly melt off Tanika’s face as Uber Woman worked. At the same time, Justice Star and Omega Girl recovered the captured heroine’s costume. They quickly got her suited and masked. And then Purple Avenger was rushed out of the house.

Ms Patriot and Uber Woman remained behind with the crooked DA.

“Listen up, DA Hanson, I suggest you keep your mouth shut,” Ms Patriot said through clenched teeth. “Since you know Purple Avenger’s secret identity, we have to strike a deal of mutual silence.”

“But if her secret is revealed, you go down,” Uber Woman said. “We don’t care if you revealed it or not. You will go down.”

“Deal?” Ms Patriot asked.

He hesitated, “Deal.”

Uber Woman cut the zip-ties binding his wrists. After a few more dire threats, the super heroines departed. They found all of their comrades across the street, hugging it out with Purple Avenger.

“No time to celebrate,” Ms Patriot said. “Hanson will be on the phone shortly, so we have to hit the Mayoral Manse before Mayor Beckinsale can spirit Silver Angel away.”

Uber Woman, Uber Girl, and Omega Girl all took off flying. They would provide close air support while the others did the heavy hitting. The Mayoral Manse was much better protected by the police. Ms Patriot knew at least some of the cops on guard duty were personally bought and paid for by Big Daddy. Maybe all of them.

Purple Avenger rode over with Shewolf. Ms Patriot led the way in the Patriot Mobile to a spot just around the corner from the Mayoral Manse. They continued in on foot, sneaking in past the cops on guard. Since the cops didn’t appear all that alert, they assumed that DA Hanson hadn’t called Mayor Beckinsale yet.

Ms Patriot smiled at the lit-up mansion. The mayor and Big Daddy had made big plans while passing her and Annette around the other day. Yeah, they’d used the two women ruthlessly, and at length, as well as forcing the two women together multiple times.

I was pretty far gone at the time, she thought. But I recovered. Hopefully, Annette can pull herself together quickly as well.

All those sordid memories flooded Ms Patriot’s head. Lipstick kisses, and stinky dicks. Eating pussy, while being sodomized by the mayor. And the hands, always hands on her naked body. All those memories sucked her breath away, turning her insides into a molten mess. Those erotic thoughts made her sexually frustrated in nothing flat, which helped to fuel her power belt. At the moment, she was only about as strong as a sidekick.

It’ll have to be enough, she thought, glancing at Purple Avenger. After her kinky captivity, it would take the busty heroine time to even start to recover her super powers. Silver Angel would be in the same situation after they freed her from captivity. At least the others are all at full strength for the final assault.

There were multiple doors leading into the Mayoral Manse. Too many to all be covered, so they snuck around peeking into windows until Annette Moore was spotted in the main living room. Ms Patriot hurried to that window, and then looked inside.

“Oh my,” she whispered, watching Annette fucking the mayor reverse cowgirl. The busty blonde was still dressed in her altered French maid uniform, naked boobs jostling as she bounced up and down her master’s cock. “This is going to be harder for me than I thought. I’m going to rely more on the rest of you here.”

If seeing the mayor fucking Annette affected her that much, Ms Patriot worried she might not have the strength of will to take on Big Daddy directly. Of course, Big Daddy was probably frantically trying to find his missing sex slave. They’d left Ashley thinking Jennifer had just vanished, not knowing if she ran away or was snatched by someone else.

“No problemo,” Shewolf said, and took off for the front door.

Justice Star and Omega Girl followed just as quickly. Ms Patriot and the others turned back to the sordid scene inside. A moment later Shewolf came racing across the room, leapt up, and did a flying kick past Annette to connect with Mayor Beckinsale’s face. The middle-aged politician immediately went limp.

Annette continued to bounce, lost in the moment thanks to the Curse. Justice Star gently stopped her, and pulled her off the mayor’s cock. And then, seeing the situation inside under control, and that none of the cops on-guard had noticed anything, Ms Patriot led the others inside.

“Ms Patriot!” Annette cried when she entered. “They sold my baby to a pimp!”

“I know,” Ms Patriot said. “I don’t know who bought her, but The Weasel does. We’re going after him next. Do you know if one of Big Daddy’s minions captured Ninja Girl?”

“I don’t. Sorry,” she said, eyes downcast.

Silver Angel’s costume was on display in a small room in back. The heroines quickly got it back on the rescued super heroine, while Ms Patriot and Uber Woman forced Mayor Beckinsale into the same devil’s deal that they’d struck with the DA. Mutual assured destruction would have to keep those two men quiet. For now.

“When we have all of the conspirators captured, and assembled in one place,” Ms Patriot said as she led the others back to their hidden vehicles. “We’ll break out the mind-wiping drugs and ensure they don’t remember anything about capturing us.”

Once they were safely back to their vehicles, the heroines all hit their phones. They called everyone they knew looking for Chief Wessel: cops, street snitches, shop owners in redlight districts, and even a few hookers.

“Got him,” Justice Star cried. “One of the bartenders at Hot Chicks strip club said he just left that location.”

“Yes! He’s on the streets of the Tenderloin,” Silver Angel cried. “Let’s chase that dirty dog down! He will tell me where my daughter is, or I’ll rip his dick and balls off and shove them up his ass.”

“Or, we’ll arrest him on a human trafficking charge,” Omega Girl said. Silver Angel gave her a hostile look. The rookie heroine shrugged. “We’ll figure it out when we get there.”

Everyone looked at Silver Angel, who returned their stares with rage and determination. Ms Patriot kinda agreed with her friend about The Weasel. He deserved worse, but super heroines were supposed to be the Good Guys. At the moment, with all they’d suffered at the hands of evil men, it was hard to hold that idea to heart.

“Yeah, what Omega Girl said,” Ms Patriot said, turning to her car. “We’ll figure something out if the need arises. You can ride with us, Silver Angel.”

The super heroines tore out of there in a hot rush. The three flyers went ahead to locate the dirty vice cop. Uber Woman spotted the Chief of Vice before Ms Patriot was halfway to the redlight district. She deployed Uber Girl and Omega Girl so that he couldn’t escape, and then played traffic control to bring the ground-bound heroines in from all directions to contain The Weasel. Unfortunately, he spotted Justice Star before they could tighten the noose.

“We have a runner!” Justice Star shouted over their secure conference call.

Ms Patriot arrived seconds later, whipping past Justice Star in hot pursuit of The Weasel. She noticed he wasn’t driving his usual unmarked car. It was blue, not brown. Then Shewolf tried to cut him off, but he side-swiped her and continued on.

The hot Latina heroine cursed a blue-streak in Spanish as she fell in behind Ms Patriot.

“That girl’s got a tongue,” Patriot Girl whispered. “I don’t recognize even half the words she’s using.”

The Weasel led them a merry chase out of the Tenderloin, before he headed northward. After a few minutes, Ms Patriot slowed down and ordered everyone but the flyers to back off. Uber Woman, Uber Girl, and Omega Girl kept his vehicle in sight as the vice cop weaved through Uptown, before heading to an exclusive enclave known for its billionaire residents.

“Good boy,” Ms Patriot whispered. “Lead us straight to your lord and master, Big Daddy.”