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Ms Patriot: Monster Mayhem

Chapter 10

“I could cover a lot more ground if I wasn’t trapped in this car.”

Ms Patriot frowned at her. “I’m sure you could, but your lightning ball makes more noise than a freight train. They’ll hear you coming and hide.”

Justice Girl scowled. That was her biggest problem. The noise involved with flying in a lightning ball scattered criminals, broke up crimes in progress that she’d never know about. So she couldn’t sneak up on the bad guys unless she was grounded.

“Still, I prefer motorcycles,” she said. “I feel trapped inside a car.”

“Odd. I feel safer inside a car,” Ms Patriot said. “But we’ll ditch the car in a few, and then you can fly around like Thor smashing his hammer.”

“Hey, I like it,” she said. “I’ve always been compared to Zeus throwing lightning bolts down off the mountain. I think I like being compared to Thor better. At least he’s blond. There’s nothing Greek about me, despite being called an ‘Amazon’ in my world. And Amazon is just a play on the abbreviation of Alpha Meta. AM gradually transformed into Amazon.”

“In this world, there are no Alpha Metas,” Ms Patriot said. “But we do have Amazons. They are few in number, and all are witches or sorceresses as best I know. Personally, and most experts agree, I believe that Amazons are also descended from the Valkyrie like super heroines.”

Justice Girl shook her head. “I still struggled to wrap my head around Nordic Gods being real in your world. Odin, Thor, and the Valkyries were just myths in my world.”

“Just because they are myths doesn’t mean they aren’t real.”

“Oh, I never thought about it like that.” She stared out the window a moment, marveling at just how vast Grimme City was compared to Ocean City. “And now you have orcs in this world, thanks to an Amazon witch’s screw up.” She turned a smile on the other heroine. “And you’ll have Alpha Meta women here too, once I start popping out babies. Alpha Metas tend to breed true, producing other Alpha Metas.”

“I like the idea of Alpha Meta heroines,” Ms Patriot said. “Goddess knows we can use the help, but I still intend to fix this problem Wicked Wanda created by bringing you and the orcs into our world.”

“How?”

“I’m working on it,” she said. “When I figure it out, then we’ll have a way to return you to your world.”

Justice Girl didn’t have Ms Patriot’s confidence. It would take magic, so a witch at least as powerful as Wicked Wanda. She wasn’t even sure Wicked Wanda could reliably send her back to her home world. It looked like a screw up on the witch’s part, so how could she fix it?

Maybe I’m wrong, she thought. I don’t know anything about magic. Maybe any witch can figure out where I came from and send me back.

That wasn’t the impression she got from Ms Patriot, who was rather contemptuous of witches despite the fact that her power belt was obviously a magical talisman. Her very existence as a super heroine depended entirely on magic.

“It’s a crying shame we failed to capture the orcs last night,” Justice Girl said. “But at least we rescued all of those poor women.” She shuttered. “Can you imagine being kept locked in a magic collar, and then forced to bear orc babies?”

They failed to capture even one orc, but they did save sixteen young women from sexual slavery. The orcs had used magic silver collars to control the women. The doctors cut the collars off, destroying their magic. And then the women told their horror stories.

“No. That’s too terrible to even think about,” Ms Patriot said. “Worse, did you see those doctors’ eyes? They are eager for the women to give birth just so they can study the orcs. Disgusting. I swear, sometimes I think…”

The raven-maned heroine’s voice faded as she tapped the brakes, leaning forward, eyes narrowing.

“I think I just spotted two of Wicked Wanda’s minions go into that building on the right corner.”

Justice Girl studied the structure. Red brink turn of the century construction, the façade indicating a theater of some sort. A long abandoned theater. Maybe three stories tall, but no upper floor windows to prove it.

“Let’s pay a visit,” Justice Girl said. “I’m eager to make their acquaintance. And honestly, they’d better tell us where to find that witch.”

“I have a feeling Wicked Wanda is holed up there.”

“Hush, you’re getting me excited.”

Ms Patriot glanced at her. “I’m going to miss you when you return home.”

Justice Girl fidgeted, eager to get moving. She studied the abandoned theater while Ms Patriot turned into the alley behind it. They parked next to the back door. No dumpsters, so more proof it was abandoned.

She hurried up to the door and tested it. Locked. Ms Patriot then looked up with calculating blue eyes.

“How high can you jump?” the busty heroine asked.

Justice Girl looked up at the roof. About thirty feet up. She shrugged.

“I can jump pretty high, but since I can fly I’ve never tested it. I can easily jump down from much higher than that.”

“That looks pretty close to my limit,” Ms Patriot said. “I might need a running start. You’re about as strong as me, so I bet you could make it, too.”

“But I can just fly up. And I can carry you up, too.”

“Not without a lot of thundery noise.”

“Well, I can control the noise,” she said. “The sound level depends on how hard I am trying, how fast I want to fly. I can do a slow ascent with just a low cackle.” She paused, looking Ms Patriot over. “A little louder if I carry you up with me.”

“Louder to carry me?”

“You’re a big girl.”

“Did you just call me fat?”

Justice Girl laughed. “Perish the thought, but you’re bigger and taller than me, so it would require twice the effort. So louder.”

“No,” Ms Patriot said. “Not worth it. If Wicked Wanda is inside, she will detect your lightning. I think we should just blast through the door, and hit them hard and fast.”

“Perfect. I’m not a subtle heroine. It’s a problem I’m working on.”

“Don’t change. You’re perfect just the way you are,” Ms Patriot said, grinning. “Now if you’ll do the honor of blasting that door to smithereens…”

Justice Girl reached out with her Power, sucking in so much electricity the street lights dimmed for a second. Then she turned and threw her hand out at the door. A basketball sized ball of lightning slammed into that old, weathered door.

Ka-BOOM!

Wood, brick, and mortar flew past them. She used a lightning shield to protect them from the debris. Angry male shouts erupted within. And then Ms Patriot raced past her and into the building.

“Hit them hard, and don’t stop hitting them until they are all unconscious at our feet,” Ms Patriot cried.

They raced up a dark corridor, before exploding out into a vast chamber behind the stage. Four large men were already charging toward them. Justice Girl had just enough time to register two white men, a black man, and a Hispanic man. All looked big and strong. They looked like henchmen.

Minions of an evil witch, she thought.

Ms Patriot plowed headlong into the Latino. Fists, feet, and elbows flew as they fought. One of the white men turned to join the fray. Justice Girl veered to take him down, but then the other two henchmen came after her. The busty blonde turned to engage the threat.

“Watch your back, Ms P!”

Seconds before the men plowed into Justice Girl, Ms Patriot spun around and drove her booted foot into the other man’s chest. He flew back against the other white man, both going down amid curses.

“I’ll take out Hector if you take care of Darius,” Ms Patriot said. “Then we finish off Teddy and Bobby.”

Justice Girl blocked Darius’ right cross, then cut across his path to bring herself up next to his overextended body. She slammed three punches to his ribs, before spinning into a kick to the back of his head. Darius grunted and slammed into the wall. She paused only long enough to watch him slide all the way to the floor, before turning on Bobby and Teddy. The two men had sorted themselves out.

She watched them rise to their feet, glaring at her the entire time.

“You go left, Teddy,” one of the men said. “I’ll go right. We’ll catch her between us.”

Ms Patriot barked a laugh as Hector went flying back against a wall. The Latino thug bounced off the wall, staggering back at the triumphant heroine. Justice Girl noticed the other heroine turn in a way that broadcast she was going to kick Hector in the head.

The thug Teddy turned on Ms Patriot’s back. The blonde beauty saw him pull his pistol and lift it to smash into the back of the other heroine’s head.

“Teddy’s behind you!”

Ms Patriot turned on Teddy, using a forearm to block his strike. Then Hector smashed into her back, and started pounding fists and knees into her shapely body.

“No!” Justice Girl screamed, as Teddy swung his pistol into Ms Patriot’s face.

The raven-haired beauty dropped like a rock. Justice Girl lifted a hand to aim a bolt at Teddy’s back, but Bobby’s fist smashed into her face. The blonde came off her feet, black and white flashing behind her eyes, and landed a few feet back on her left shoulder.

Justice Girl rolled away from Bobby, but found herself face-to-face with Darius the second she got back to her feet. His knee came up between her legs. A jolt of exquisite pain ripped up into her core. Then a right cross hit her face, followed by a left.

The heroine stumbled back to face Bobby. That evil white man punched her in the belly, and then kneed her face when she bent over in agony. She no longer was coherent enough to know which one of them seized her hair, jerking her back against a wall. But both men stepped up to pound her face, chest, and belly with powerful punches.

The lights went out.

“Oh. Oh,” Ms Patriot grunted. “Oooooh, you pigs.”

Justice Girl groaned, her eyes fluttering open. She hurt all over. And then she froze, an incredulous look on her face.

“Ms Patriot!”

The other heroine was on her knees, wrists bound behind her back. Her corset lay on the floor to one side, as did her bikini bottoms. Hector was holding onto her hips while slamming his cock into her pussy. Teddy knelt before her, holding her head with both hands as he thrust into her mouth with wild abandon. And then Darius grabbed a fistful of blonde hair and yanked Justice Girl to her knees.

“You piece of shit,” Justice Girl gasped, and reached out to gather electricity.

It flowed into her in a great torrent. But then Bobby shifted to stand before her. She looked up with big eyes as he reached down toward her face. She gasped, thinking he wanted to unmask her, but then she saw a small black aerosol can in his hand.

Is he going to mace me?

His finger pressed down, and a fine mist sprayed in Justice Girl’s face.

And it hit her like a tidal wave.

“Aaaaaggggh!” she screamed as her body was consumed by a powerful climax. And then she climaxed again. “Aaaaaaaagh!”

“Bliss that bitch,” Darius laughed. “Hit her again.”

Bobby sprayed into her face again.

“Aaaaagggh!” she screamed, body shaking violently.

“I love Bliss so much,” Darius said.

“It works so well on super heroines,” Bobby said. He unzipped, pulled out his semi-erect cock, and pressed it to Justice Girl’s face. The blissed out super heroine opened wide and went down on him with gusto. “It makes them so sweet and friendly, if you know what I mean.”

“Hey, toss me that Bliss,” Teddy called. “Ms Patriot is good, but she’ll be so much more enthusiastic after I Bliss her ass out.”

The men laughed. Justice Girl didn’t care. She sucked that big cock, loving the urine taste, the urine smell despite never liking it before. Best dick ever! And then she felt Darius unzip her fine kidskin leotard. Then she felt him pull it down and off her body to hang around her knees.

“Man, this bitch has a body that won’t quit,” Darius said.

“Hmmmmm,” she groaned around Bobby’s dick when Darius thrust up into her tight pussy. He stretched her out so well, feeling so amazing. “Mmmmmm.”

The two henchmen pounded her unmercifully for what felt like days. Her body quickly responded, every thrust sending wonderful sensations spiraling through her overheated body. Soon, she felt that rise to climax.

“Aaaagggh,” she screamed.

“Aaagggh,” Ms Patriot screamed.

“Oh man, Ms Patriot loves Bliss, too,” Bobby cried. “Suck that dick, girl. Oh yeah.”

The four henchmen fucked the two hapless heroines for what felt like forever. The ravishment lasted far after the effects of the Bliss wore off. Each one of them had both heroines’ twice, mouth and pussy. And Darius even sodomized Justice Girl before they stopped, redressed, and stood before the two woozy, kneeling super heroines.

Justice Girl struggled to regain control of her wits before the men did something even worse to them. She fully expected to be shot in the back of the head since Bobby and Hector had pistols in hand.

“Let’s find out who is hiding behind these masks,” Darius sneered.

Teddy dropped down behind Ms Patriot, wrapped an arm around her throat, and applied a sleeper hold. He just didn’t press it enough to take her out completely, but left her even more helpless as Darius dug two fingers under the edge of her mask.

“Nooooo!” Ms Patriot wailed as he pulled the mask off.

“Jennifer Jade? Wahoo! We’re rich!” Darius cried.

“Best payday ever!” Teddy shouted.

Darius stepped over to Justice Girl. Bobby knelt behind her, arm around her neck. The big black man tried and tried to dig his fingers under her mask, to no avail.

“What the hell?”

“It’s a special high tech mask,” she sneered. “It can only be removed by me.”

Her head started to clear. Justice Girl just needed time. Not much time, either. She would soon be able to tap the electricity around her, and then those men were going to pay so badly for what they’d done to her and Ms Patriot.

“How do I take it off?”

“You can’t. I told you, only I can remove it. And my hands are literally tied.”

“Fuck it,” Darius said. “We have time on our hands. Boys, we’re moving to Jade Manor to live the good life. Put them to sleep.”

Teddy pressed a cloth to Ms Patriot’s face, while Hector came over and pressed a damp cloth over Justice Girl’s mouth and nose. Her eyes widened.

Chloroform!she thought. Nononono…..

Hector held the cloth in place, while she slowly faded into oblivion.