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Platinum Angel: Hypnotica’s Pets

Chapter 12

“What are you doing?” Platinum Angel cried.

Four large men had hold of her – one holding each arm and leg – as they moved quickly through the opulent mansion. She was face up, watching the ornate ceiling whip past her slow-to-focus eyes. All so confusing.

“Hush your dirty mouth, you slut,” one of them snarled.

Someone slipped a hand down her bikini bottoms, and wiggled a finger into her pussy. Intense pleasure rippled through her overheated body, making her back bow and head spin.

“I’m feeling a little sick. Please put me down.”

They just laughed and continued onward. A moment later, they turned down a dark stairwell. The darkness proved a relief, since she couldn’t see movement so well. But boy could she feel it! The disorientation continued to take its toll on her head and stomach. And then they burst out into sound and light.

Platinum Angel’s baby blues fluttered, squinted, and finally focused. A game room of some kind. Very large. TV monitors on the walls showed baseball games. More than one game. One of the TVs showed a sports commentary show with a hot blonde and two older men.

Under the TVs, video games lined two walls. So many games. Another wall was a wet bar, and the last wall had the stairs and several closed doors. The open bathroom door was in the middle of that last wall as well.

What was in the middle of the room sent her heart racing. Two small stages for dancers, each with a stripper pole. Comfortable leather chairs and couches surrounded the stages. More men filed down the stairs behind them, all going over to the stages in anticipation.

“Oh no, no, no.” She shook her head. “My mistress will be so angry with you!”

“Your mistress? Does Minka Lowes command you?”

“Yes! She’s my mistress. I love her so much,” Platinum Angel said. “Please let me go home to my mistress.”

“Well, boys, I have a lot more respect for Miss Lowes now,” he said. He grinned evilly at the hapless heroine. “But I’ll deal with her later. First, we’re going to deal with his hot piece of super snatch.”

Platinum Angel was dropped to the floor. Literally, the four men just let go and she fell from shoulder height to the floor. The busty heroine hit with a pained grunt, naked boobs bouncing all over the place.

“Kneel,” Boss Roberto snapped. “Do it now.”

The dazed and confused super heroine moaned and groaned, but sorted herself out and rolled to all fours. She found herself staring at the mob boss’s feet. An urge to kiss those shiny shoes filled her, making her mouth water. Platinum Angel licked her full, pink lips and waited to be commanded.

“Antonio, why is she still wearing those panties?”

Antonio Sacchi, a Family underboss, stepped up behind Platinum Angel, grabbed her bottom’s waistband at the small of her back, and ripped the skimpy garment off her body. The heroine whimpered, hating how weak and pathetic she felt. Worse, her body was already reacting to the situation, getting hot and fluttery inside. Her skin tingled, and it felt like a big, burning lump had formed in her pussy.

“I’m not a piece of meat here for your pleasure,” she croaked out, now panting.

Her tits started to ache. For some reason, sex, and just the prospect of sex, made her tits start generating more milk. Her boobs had swollen noticeably since she expressed herself earlier.

Antonio leaned over, reached between her legs, and dug a finger through her slit. Forced her tender nether lips open with that finger, and released a thick, viscous drool of pussy juices.

“That’s the juiciest pussy I've ever seen,” Antonio said. “Platinum Angel my ass. She’s Platinum WAP.”

“WAP?” Boss Roberto asked.

“Yeah. WAP. Wet Ass Pussy,” Antonio said to lots of taunting laughter.

“Tap that ass,” Boss Roberto said. “Make her feel it.”

Antonio dropped his trousers, knelt behind Platinum Angel, and grabbed her butt. He fondled her ass for a bit, before one hand grabbed a fistful of silky platinum hair. The underboss yanked her head back, making her cry out, and then he thrust into her hot, glistening pussy.

“Ugggh!” she cried, eyes huge. “Mercy!”

“This is a mercy free zone, Ms Angel,” Boss Roberto sneered. “I suggest you relax and enjoy it. This is your last day on God’s fair Earth.”

“My mistress…uggh…will get you…oooh…if you…don’t…let me go,” she gasped in sync with Antonio’s thrusts. “Ooooh, that feels so…”

“Hush your nasty mouth, whore!” Antonio snapped, and brought his open hand down across her butt cheek.

Thwack!

“Aaiiee!”

Thwack!

“Ooooooh,” she groaned, eyes fluttering closed.

“Wow. I think she’s really into spanking,” another goon said.

The underboss continued to swat that meaty, firm ass cheek as he reamed her out faster and faster. Soon Platinum Angel was crying out with every thrust, an incredulous look on her beautiful face. Every thrust sent erotic jolts of electricity throughout her shapely body, pushing the vanquished masked vigilante closer and closer.

Platinum Angel clawed at the floor, her silver-booted feet kicking, tapping loudly on the hardwood floor. Her mind slowed to a still as her body ramped up to sing so beautifully.

“Aaaaaggh!” she screamed when her core erupted. Her overheated body pulsed with pleasure, pussy clamping tightly around Antonio’s invading cock. But he continued to thrust, even faster. She came again. “Aaaaaaggh!”

“What a raging whore,” Boss Roberto shouted. “Ace. Jimmy. You two are up next.”

Antonio pulled out. The confused heroine slanted a look over her shoulder. She knew he hadn’t come yet. Was he stopping for the other two men to replace him? But the underboss quickly stood up, pulling Platinum Angel to just her knees, and thrust his twitching cock in her face. She opened her mouth, but he shot his load right then.

Hot, viscous cum splattered across her face, into her open mouth. It dribbled down on her heaving tits, while she knelt there with her mouth open, cum dribbling out, and stared up at Antonio.

“Swallow.”

Platinum Angel obeyed, and then licked her lips.

Ace was a large blonde man, while Jimmy was an equally large black man. They dragged the hapless heroine to her booted feet, and then forced her to bend up at the waist. Ace thrust into her mouth, while Jimmy impaled her pussy on his monster cock.

The captured heroine struggled with Ace’s too big to suck cock. It had to be the thickest cock she’d ever sucked. She moaned and groaned, bobbing her head up and down its shaft. All while Jimmy did his best to wallow out her pussy with his bitch tamer. Platinum Angel wiggled her butt, clamped down around Jimmy’s dick, and continued to suck Ace off.

The mobsters urged Ace and Jimmy to greater efforts. Boss Roberto stepped up close and palmed one heavy, dangling tit.

“Is this thing leaking milk?”

He gave it a hard squeeze. Hot mother’s milk flowed into his palm and dribbled out all around. That revelation excited both Ace and Jimmy, who started slamming their cocks home fast and furious.

“Take it all, slut,” Jimmy cried, finally releasing deep inside her pussy.

A moment later, Ace gasped, and hot cum flooded her mouth again. Platinum Angel gulped it all down. Then she took a moment to lick him clean, before Jimmy pulled her face around to his wet, nasty dick. The heroine dutifully licked his cock and balls perfectly clean.

“Mmmmmgh.”

Boss Roberto then grabbed her hair and dragged Platinum Angel to the small stripper pole stage. She thought he would make her pole dance. Instead, he pushed her back atop the stage, straddled her, and plopped his dick into her cleavage. Then he pressed her tits together and around his cock, and started titty fucking the super heroine.

“Fuck yes!” Boss Roberto cried when he squeezed her tits harder, and jets of hot milk shot out of her swollen nipples. The harder he squeezed, the thicker the stream. “A fucking mother’s milk shower!”

Milk went everywhere, all around. Mostly, it went straight up, and back down to bathe Platinum Angel. The wet, shiny heroine wiggled and bucked beneath him, while her captor sated his lusts on her lactating tits. She finally froze, staring up into his leering face, milk dripping off his nose and chin.

“Have some of my man milk, you big cow!”

Boss Roberto climaxed, shooting his milky seed all over her face, neck, and tits.

Platinum Angel lost track of the men after that. So many men. She did recognize some faces returning for their third and fourth sessions with her. And they fucked her, passed her around, lined up and gang-banged her for hours. She started to wonder if they were all on performance enhancing drugs.

“Enough,” Boss Roberto finally said. “The drug is about to wear off, and we don’t have any more. So it’s time to finish up with Ms Angel and put her in the dirt.”

Platinum Angel froze. “After all this you still want to kill me?”

“Very much,” he said, grinning. “I’ve dreamed of shooting a kneeling super heroine in the back of the head for two decades.”

Her jaw dropped.

“Take off the mask. I want to see your face before I kill you.”

“No.”

He leaned in, eyes narrowing. “You will remove that mask.”

She leaned closer, eyes narrow. “I will not. Kill me with the mask on.”

Boss Roberto turned red, hands curling into fists. She braced herself for a beatdown. But instead, he signaled to one of his goons. That man brought over a taser. Fist-sized, with two prongs sticking out on one end. Bright red activation button. The mob boss held it up before her masked face.

“Take off the mask, or suffer the consequences.”

“After you go fuck yourself with a broomstick.”

Boss Roberto pressed the taser against a meaty butt cheek. She felt the pain of the twin prongs… And he pressed the button.

“Aaaaaiiiiieeee!” she screamed, mind numbing electricity surging through her shapely body.

Pulling the taser away, “Take off your mask.”

Platinum Angel blinked up at him, trembling like a leaf. The pain continued to reverberate through her body. But her mind cleared. Cleared in a way it hadn’t been in over six months.

The taser broke me out of Hypnotica’s mind control.

She could see with such clarity now. Remember all the degradations Hypnotica had commanded her to enjoy. All the sex, milkings, passing her around between the minions. And then the last eight to ten hours of mobster orgy sex. It all came crashing down upon her mind. She knew a moment of profound horror and shame, and then it turned to anger. Then into rage. And finally, Platinum Angel’s fury burst forth.

“How dare you!” she screamed. The heroine reached out with her Power, seized the mob boss by the throat. And squeezed.

“She has her super powers back!” Antonio shouted. “Kill her!”

His proclamation that she had her powers back startled Platinum Angel. She hadn’t thought about it. She just used them. How long had she been empowered like that?

“Idiots,” she growled, and sent a powerful burst of kinetic force exploding out from her in all directions. That sent Boss Roberto and Antonio flying away with the rest of them. And a good thing, too. “Damn, I almost killed him in my rage.”

Super heroines didn’t kill. Period. No matter what the offense.

Platinum Angel found her costume crudely tacked to the wall. She quickly pulled it down, and then had to tie a few extra knots to fix the broken straps. And then after one last look around at the unconscious mobsters, she strode out of the game room.

“Time to deal with Hypnotica.”