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Purple Avenger: Doppelganger Blues

Grimme City Super Heroines in Peril

Chapter 11

Hector and Bobby handed over Purple Avenger’s damaged costume. Wicked Wanda frowned to see the damage, but Faux Avenger used a few safety pins to make it look perfect on her shapely body. Purple Avenger didn’t make it easy for her, wiggling and struggling to break free of her zip-tied wrists the entire time. Once redressed, the witch turned and led the captured super heroine away.

Purple Avenger looked around as they moved through the sumptuous penthouse, looking for anything to help her escape. Escape required she physically defeat an Amazon witch, a super-strong succubus, and four fierce thugs, all while she was depowered.

Faux Avenger followed close on her heels, always within arm’s reach.

They entered a large, luxuriously appointed elevator, with even a red velvet settee in back. Only the witch sat as the elevator descended all the way into the basement. And then Purple Avenger was led out into a cold, dark corridor. All the doors were closed, save one near the end. Wicked Wanda led her captive through that door, and into a brightly lit studio.

“Oh crap,” Purple Avenger muttered, her blood running cold.

She’d seen so many unmasking videos. The sight of multiple cameras aimed at an open space before a white wall made her stomach twist. A chill rippled up her back as her blood turned cold and her breath whooshed out.

There were several folding tables lined up behind the cameras, all filled with computers and monitors. An expensive microphone was setup behind them. And everything was well lit, showing her a good two dozen men and women working frantically.

“Speak to me, Javier,” Wicked Wanda said.

Javier was a tall, thin Latino. He looked mid-thirties.

“We’re already logged into the auction site and running PR video of Purple Avenger’s storied career, concentrating on the more salacious aspects, of course,” he said. “We have thirty-two bidders from the US, another thirteen from Europe, seven from Russia and China each, and twenty-seven others scattered across Asia, Africa, and Latin America. So we’re ready to start when you are, boss.”

“Excellent,” she cried. Wicked Wanda bit her lip as she looked at Purple Avenger. “I so love auctioning off celebrities on the Dark Web.” She winked. “I am sure you’ll enjoy the experience, too.”

“Are you mad?”

“Most likely,” she said, nodding. “But still, you’re sweet round butt is about to be sold to the highest bidder. Darius.”

Her chief minion stepped up. Purple Avenger did a double-take. When did he put on that bright red and white luchador mask? And more importantly, why was he completely naked? Then she noticed that Hector, Bobby, and Teddy were also masked and naked.

“Again?”

“Sweetie, you didn’t think you’d just stand there looking hot and sexy, did you?” Faux Avenger asked. “Oh no. We’re going to show everyone exactly how talented and passionate you are, and how much fun they can have with you if they win the auction.”

Wicked Wanda handed the leash to Darius. The raven-maned witch moved over to the stand-alone mic, while the four thugs escorted Purple Avenger to the place of dishonor. X marked the spot, in blue tape. She had to stand there, facing the cameras, face red hot.

“Ladies and gentlemen,” Wicked Wanda purred into the microphone. “Thank you for attending this online auction. As you can see, the lovely super heroine is standing before you in all her pride and glory. Or, all of her shame and humiliation.”

A cruel snicker echoed through the small studio.

Purple Avenger looked all around, tugging at her bound wrists in desperation, as her world crumbled around her. It was about to happen. Her final defeat. Her final very public humiliation and degradation. The final nail was about to be nailed into her career’s coffin.

I’m really going to be a sex slave!

Super heroines frequently escaped captures, escaped setbacks. But it was rare for a heroine to come back from actually being sold into sexual slavery.

Wicked Wanda lifted a single finger, and drew a circle in the air. Darius nodded, and forced Purple Avenger to slowly turn around three times to display every angle of her amazing body. So demeaning. Panic set in, making it harder to think straight.

“As you can see, Purple Avenger is a splendid example of Valkyrie femininity and beauty. That body is to die for, yet it’ll only cost one lucky buyer a little money in the grand scheme of things. Imagine how she’d feel in your arms. Imagine how wonderful she’ll be in your bed. In fact, let’s get a better, more intimate look, at both her natural beauty and sexual talents.”

“What?” the hapless heroine cried. “Is that really necessary?”

Four long, thick cocks rose up around her. The minions looked at her with lustful eyes and hard dicks. Her insides melted, knowing what was coming. Again. Hell, they hadn’t given her enough time to recover from any of the sex she’d already had with them.

“Strip her, boys.”

Darius ripped her top off again. Bobby snatched off her skimpy bikini bottoms. They came off easier, since they were already damaged from the first stripping.

“Mmmm, look at those high, proud tits!” Wicked Wanda said. “Look at how large and firm those puppies are, and imagine them in your hands. Imagine motorboating her tits!”

As if to inspire them, Teddy pulled the wild-eyed heroine close, and started rubbing his face back and forth across her tits. She gasped, back bowing, jaw dropping. Why did it feel so good?

“Looks like fun, and notice how much she is enjoying it,” the witch purred. “I’ve had her, myself. She was like putty in my hands, so eager to please. And can that girl kiss? Oh my, pure bliss!”

Hector pulled her from Bobby and claimed her lips. He made out with her for the longest time, while Wicked Wanda asked everyone to bear witness to how wantonly needy Purple Avenger was, and then some.

“Kissing isn’t even her greatest oral skill,” Wicked Wanda said. “Teddy, show them.”

Teddy pulled her from Hector, pushed her head down, and took hold of her head with both hands. Purple Avenger was forced to bend over at the waist, finding a large cock in her face. He pressed against her full purple lips, and she opened to let him inside. Never even gave it a thought, until half his length was inside her mouth.

What the hell?Purple Avenger thought. I’m losing it.

She wanted to tell the bidders, wanted to scream it at them, that she was not a slut. It was the Curse. That damned Curse of the Valkyrie made her cooperate so well, succumb so quickly and easily. And then she felt hands on her hips, remembering she had nothing between her pussy and a man.

And then, a cock pressed up against her entrance.

“Ready or not, Purple Slut,” Hector growled. “Here it comes.”

He thrust into her. His massive cock stretched her little hole out, sending the most amazing waves rippling through her core.

“Ugggh!” she grunted.

“Oops! Looks like Hector couldn’t control himself,” Wicked Wanda cried. “That naughty, naughty boy. Have fun, Hector.”

“Mmmmgh,” she moaned around Teddy’s cock, as the big thug pistoned into her mouth, slowly and surely. Yeah, he was savoring every second. Then he pulled out to a loud, sssslurp.

“Mercy!” she cried. “Please, I’ll do anything!”

Teddy thrust back into her mouth. She moaned and groaned, starting to grind her pussy back into Hector’s thrusts. Together, Hector and Teddy made her body sing. So incredible. So wonderful, yet… So wrong.

“Wait. Wait. Is he going to? Is Teddy about to…” Wicked Wanda cried. And then Teddy thrust harder, and forced his cock down Purple Avenger’s throat. “Yes! He’s deep-throating Purple Avenger!”

Purple Avenger weakly tugged at her wrist bindings, while wiggling and bucking between the two thugs. She let out a soulful groan when her full, glossy lips encircled the base of Teddy’s cock, her throat feeling filled to the max.

“That is so sexy to watch, and I have to believe feels even better!” Wicked Wanda cried. “Also, notice how she has absolutely no gag reflex. Not making any moral judgment, just pointing out facts.”

Hector sudden became frantic, pounding into her like a madman. Her eyes rolled up as her body melted completely. And then that sexy rise to climax started, and she had no willpower to even try to stop it.

“Fucking A!” Hector screamed, filling her vagina up with hot cum.

“Aaaaagggh!” Purple Avenger screamed around Teddy’s dick, her body erupted with pure pleasure.

Once Hector finished emptying his nuts into her, Darius moved up. The hapless heroine groaned, and steeled herself. The super heroine’s pussy still quivered with orgasmic pleasure, so she didn’t think it would take much to make her come again. But then Darius surprised her.

Oh no!she thought, feeling his hot cock-head press against her anus. Not my…

He thrust in.

“Aaaaaaggh.!”

“Tapping that fine, heroine ass,” Darius cried, and swatted her right butt cheek.

Thwack!

“Ride her, cowboy,” Wicked Wanda said. “Spank that thicc ass.”

Thicc? My rump is not…

Thwack!And then he spanked the left cheek. Thwack! Thwack!

Bobby pulled back until just his cock head remained in her mouth. Purple Avenger didn’t even think. She just did what felt natural, and started teasing his pisshole with the tip of her tongue. And he quickly rewarded her.

“Mmmmgh!” she moaned, mouth suddenly full of hot, creamy cum.

“Swallow, Purple Slut,” Teddy demanded.

Purple Avenger obeyed, and swallowed every last drop, before licking her lips.

“Notice how obedient she becomes during sex,” Wicked Wanda said. “Super heroines are all born to be sex slaves.”

Darius grabbed her hair, yanking the bucking beauty straight up. She remained impaled on his monster cock, while he thrust into her fast and steady. The heroine moaned and groaned, head in utter chaos and body singing like never before. It felt too good, so terribly good.

And then Bobby stepped up before her, cock at full-mast.

The big white man attacked her jostling tits with relish. He smothered them with kisses, nibbled on her erect nipples, and otherwise just had the time of his life. And then…

And then he pressed in close and person, guiding his rock hard cock straight into her still quivering pussy.

“Ugggh! God yes,” she cried, and then felt her face heat up. “I mean… I… Oooooh.”

“Good job, Purple Avenger. That outcry pushed the bidding up over a million,” Wicked Wanda laughed. “Fuck her harder, faster, boys! Double penetrate that super slut through a million climaxes! Melt. Her. Pea-brain!”

“Please, I can’t take anymore!” Purple Avenger cried, feeling her body rising to the occasion yet again. And then she erupted deep within. “Aaaaagggh!”

Purple Avenger’s mind went still. She became an open vessel, ready to receive anything and everything she was told. She continued to buck and thrust her hips, but nothing stirred in her head. Not a single thought.

If the men realized her vulnerability, they didn’t act on it. Instead, they fucked her through four more climaxes before releasing their seed inside her.

“Oh, that was a beautiful sight,” Wicked Wanda said, voice two octaves lower and all breathy. “I think I climaxed at least twice.”

Once back on her feet, the beautiful heroine’s brain began to stir. Slowly at first, which meant Darius and Bobby held onto her arms so she wouldn’t collapse. Meanwhile, Hector and Teddy dragged a heave steel contraption up before the woozy beauty.

Purple Avenger blinked at the oddly worrisome thing. A thick steel pole was bolted down to a wide, square metal base. She noticed cuffs on the ends of a crossbar low on the pole, and a ginormous rubber dildo crowning the pole. And then Darius and Bobby each hooked a hand behind a knee, and lifted the dazed and confused heroine up and over it.

“Oh. Oh,” she cried, realization suddenly dawning. They lowered her down upon the dildo, which she estimated to be a good foot long, terribly thick, and covered with ridges. “Aaaiiiieee!”

Those ridges proved profound, in that she felt every single one of them. They made the dildo feel like it was vibrating into her. And she climaxed.

“Aaaagggh!”

She was forced all the way down on the dildo, before Teddy and Hector dropped to one knee to lock her purple booted ankles into the cuffs. And then Darius forced her all the way down on the dildo, until she was completely filled up. When he released her shoulders, she pushed up until her knees locked, and it was still deep inside her.

Darius pushed down on her shoulders, forcing her all the way down again. She rose back up when he released her. Over and over, until Purple Avenger began bouncing up and down that dildo all on her own, tiny animal sounds bubbling out of parted lips.

“And there you go. Proof positive that sexy super heroines are obsessed with sex and pleasure,” Wicked Wanda said.

Purple Avenger didn’t care. She forced herself to climax over and over, losing track of time while the wicked human trafficking witch sold her to an anonymous buyer for over two and a half million dollars.

“Pull her off,” Wicked Wanda said. “That’s a wrap. Good job, everyone.”

Hector pulled the sweat-slick, panting heroine up and off the monster dildo. She whimpered softly, but was otherwise too exhausted to put up any fight. The big minion then swept Purple Avenger off her feet and carried her out of the studio.

Wicked Wanda led the way, with Faux Avenger behind Hector. Darius, Bobby, and Teddy followed as well. They went to a dark, gloomy room in the basement.

Purple Avenger was stood up, and her costume was placed on her body yet again. Well, they tried to put it on her, but the delicate bikini costume proved too damaged.

By that time her brain started to function again, and her big brown eyes locked on the wooden shipping crate. It looked exactly like the one they shipped Ninja Girl away inside.

“Nononono! Please. Have mercy,” she begged. “I’ve been completely destroyed. This is not necessary.”

“I disagree. A billionaire collector of captured super heroines paid a lot of money to own you,” Wicked Wanda said. “We wouldn’t want to disappoint him, now would we?”

“Yes. I want to disappoint him!”

“You’re so funny,” Faux Avenger said. “Don’t worry, sweetie. I’m here in Grimme City, being your prettier, sexier replacement.”

“Darius,” Wicked Wanda said.

The big black man moved up behind Purple Avenger and pressed a wet cloth over her mouth and nose. She gasped, sucking in a lung full of chloroform right off. In her already diminished physical and emotional state, the busty African-American felt the effects of that drug immediately. She fought them, but already exhausted and with her wrists still bound behind her back, there wasn’t much Purple Avenger could do. She quickly surrendered to the fumes.

Wicked Wanda smirked as Purple Avenger’s limp body was lifted up and gently laid out in the crate. The men quickly strapped her down to the bottom, before Darius forced a purple rubber ball-gag into her mouth. Then Hector pressed a vibrator against her clit, strapped it into place, and turned it on.

“Ugh,” she grunted, back bowing, but remained unconscious.

Finally, Bobby placed headphones over her ears, with a brainwashing program playing.

“Our lovely Purple Avenger will be quite obedient by the time she arrives,” Wicked Wanda said. “What a lucky master he will be.”