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Ms Patriot: Monster Mayhem

Chapter 23

Ms Patriot led the pregnant witch back to the kitchen, and then up the back stairs. She stopped at each bedroom to check the padlocks. Those poor women were trapped in those rooms until she found the master key, or key ring.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

“Is Justice Girl trying to blast this house to smithereens?” Wicked Wanda asked.

“Sounds like it.”

She led Wicked Wanda into the master bedroom. After closing and locking the door, Ms Patriot hurried into the closet and pushed the hidden button to open the secret door before the witch arrived. Wicked Wanda’s jaw dropped.

Ms Patriot grabbed her hand and dragged the witch inside.

“Is this the Patriot Cave?”

“No, this is my super heroine dressing room,” she said, leading her over to the elevator. “The Patriot Cave is below. Come. Justice Girl will meet us down there.”

They took the elevator down. The doors opened and Wicked Wanda’s jaw dropped again. She walked out into the Cave wide-eyed, looking all around.

“It’s much bigger than I expected.”

She paused to look at all the designer dresses, gowns, and footwear.

“Your minions captured Justice Girl and I,” Ms Patriot said. “They brought all of our clothes down here to use as props in the porn video business they planned.”

“Did they film many videos with you two?”

Ms Patriot thought the evil witch looked much too pleased and eager. She scowled at her for a moment.

“Not as many as you would like.”

A low rumble coming from the tunnel pulled their eyes over. Ms Patriot felt her stomach clench at the sight of the empty carousel. T-Bone auctioned off the Patriot Mobile, so she’d have to acquire another vehicle.

Justice Girl appeared floating in the middle of a bubble of lightning. The bubble vanished and the beautiful blonde dropped to the floor.

“I pray you left at least one wall of my ancestral home standing.”

Justice Girl paused, glancing upward. “Oh.”

“What did you do?”

The busty blonde laughed. “Don’t worry. I only blasted out windows. And a few doors. Hardly any structural damage.”

“Sweet Justice,” Ms Patriot whispered, shaking her head. She turned back to Wicked Wanda. “This is Justice Girl. She’s a super heroine you pulled over from another world or dimension.”

“Great,” Wicked Wanda said. “Like we didn’t have enough heroines here already.”

“Funny. We rescued you from orc captivity,” Ms Patriot said. “Now we expect you to keep your word and help us send them back.”

“And send me home, too,” Justice Girl said. She looked at the witch’s big belly. “Can you do magic while pregnant?”

“I can,” Wicked Wanda said. She tapped the silver collar encircling her neck. “But this collar is enchanted to keep me docile, obedient, and to suppress my magic. I can’t remove it, so…”

The two heroines pressed up to either side as they examined the seamless, shiny silver collar. Ms Patriot couldn’t find a way to unfasten it. Probably needed magic to remove it. Or something more aggressive and mundane.

“I have a hack saw.”

Justice Girl kept the witch company, ensuring she didn’t run away, while Ms Patriot dug through the tool box in the utility closet. She came back with a small hacksaw. And then the real work began.

“This enchanted silver is a lot denser than regular silver.”

Ms Patriot worked on it for half an hour, then Justice Girl took a turn. It took them almost three hours to saw through that enchanted collar in one place. Ms Patriot then tried to pull it open, but couldn’t.

“Sorry, I haven’t built up any sexual frustration to fuel my power belt,” Ms Patriot said. “We’ll have to saw it open opposite the first cut.”

“My super powers work differently,” Justice Girl said. “Let me try.”

The blonde heroine dug her red-gloved fingers under the collar to either side of the cut. And she pulled the collar open in the first try, but not without a great deal of effort.

“That enchantment really strengthened the silver,” she said. “But you are free, witch.”

Wicked Wanda took a moment to cast a few minor spells to ensure she was truly free of the shaman’s control. Ms Patriot watched her thoughtfully a moment.

“Do you have a spell to open the padlocks on the bedrooms?”

“Yes, but don’t you think those women would be safer locked away like that?”

“No. My concern is the orcs will just grab the women and evacuate,” she said. “So I want to move them all down here until we defeat the orcs.”

So they went back up the elevator.

“How long before you give birth?” Justice Girl asked.

“Any day now,” the witch said. “This will be my third orc baby.”

“Third?” Ms Patriot cried. “How is that possible?”

“The gestation period for orc babies is just one month. And then they grow up super fast.”

“They breed faster than rabbits,” Justice Girl cried.

“It feels that way to the broodmares,” she said.

They exited into the closet, passed through the bedroom, and finally crept into the hallway with all senses on alert.

“Justice Girl, stick with Wicked Wanda,” Ms Patriot said. “I’ll stand guard here at the bedroom door, and guide the freed women to the closet entrance.”

She watched as Wicked Wanda moved to the first guest bedroom door. The witch took the brass padlock in hand, muttered a short spell, and the lock snapped open.

Justice Girl hustled the frightened looking women out. Ms Patriot directed them to the closet, telling them they’d find an open door inside. Wait there.

Ms Patriot kept all senses on high alert while Justice Girl and Wicked Wanda went to each locked bedroom and freed the occupants. The orcs were in a rage downstairs, howling and shouting. Banging on things. How long before they thought to check on their harem?

Wicked Wanda moved quickly despite her advanced pregnancy. Ms Patriot could see it was taking a toll on the witch. She clutched at her belly more and more, shoulders slumping. Soon, the witch was sweating and panting.

“Are you ill?” Ms Patriot asked once they finished and Justice Girl helped her back to the master bedroom. “You look flush.”

“I think I’m about to give birth,” she gasped out. “Get me down into the Patriot Cave fast.”

Ms Patriot ensured as many as possible were on that first trip down to the Cave. Packing them in tight. The witch’s water broke in the elevator. The orc baby was already breaching by the time they reached the Cave. Other women stepped up to help.

“You take care of Wicked Wanda,” an auburn-haired, green-eyed beauty said. She looked almost as pregnant as the witch. “I’ll help get the others down here.”

“And you are?” Ms Patriot asked.

“Jill Green,” she said. Her face turned bright red. “Omega Girl.”

“Ms Patriot, I need you to get a cage to contain the orc once it is born,” Wicked Wanda said. “They are crazy strong. Justice Girl, please stay with me. I’m going to need your strength.”

The witch clutched her belly, and groaned in agony as she pushed. More rescued women rushed up to help. Wicked Wanda just wanted Justice Girl to hold her hand, while the other women helped with the birthing of another monster. Ms Patriot left them to go open the single cell she kept down there. Just in case she caught someone in the Cave.

“It’s coming!” the witch screamed. She gave a mighty push, looked up at Justice Girl’s neck, and locked eyes on the heroine’s golden ankh. “Aaaiiieee!”

As the baby orc practically squirted out into waiting hands, Wicked Wanda began softly chanting her spell, and then she reached out and seized Justice Girl’s ankh as the other women rushed the struggling baby orc away.

Her magic pushed into the heavy gold and enchanted the ankh. Justice Girl pulled back in surprise, and then froze. Beautiful blue eyes widened, and then her lovely face went blank.

“You are mine.”

“I am yours, Mistress.”

Lots of feminine squeals and curses filled the Cave. The witch heard Ms Patriot’s commanding voice pierce through the chaos.

“Catch him! Good. Good,” Ms Patriot said. “Just throw him into the cell. Do it now.”

The elevator dinged, announcing another load of pregnant women. Wicked Wanda smiled up at Justice Girl.

“You will forget what just happened and act normally,” Wicked Wanda whispered. She locked eyes with Justice Girl’s blank face. “But you will be mine again to command when I call for you to ‘hear and obey.’”