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Ms Patriot: Monster Mayhem

Chapter 24

“Are you sure you’re ready?” Ms Patriot asked.

The raven-maned witch looked amazing at the moment. Her magic returned her shapely body. Wicked Wanda had bathed, followed by doing her face and hair. And then she commandeered one of Jennifer’s black halter dresses with a plunging neckline and extremely high hemline. Black pantyhose and thigh boots finished out her outfit. The witch’s minions had pawned off all of Jennifer’s jewelry.

“Yes. That damn orc is out of my womb,” Wicked Wanda said. She paused to stare at her face in the mirror, and then applied another coat of red lip gloss. “I cast a healing spell before I went to sleep last night, so now I’m as strong as I can be under the circumstances.”

The heroine nodded. They’d rescued all of the orcs “broodmares” the previous night. It was now early afternoon. Time to take the fight to the orcs.

Omega Girl, Uber Woman, Uber Girl, and Shewolf had revealed themselves, sans masks and costumes now. They helped to keep the other women calm. And the impregnated heroines would stay behind to ensure all of the rescued women escaped down the tunnel if Ms Patriot, Justice Girl, and Wicked Wanda failed and were captured.

“Let’s go put those orcs in their place,” Wicked Wanda said, striding out of the bathroom.

The witch seemed a little overconfident to Ms Patriot. But Justice Girl thought it a good plan, and had full confidence, so Ms Patriot decided her misgivings were just nerves. Still, she had a bad feeling the shaman was more powerful than the witch.

The three women took the elevator up to the dressing room, now stripped bare. They used the security cameras to locate all of the orcs. Wicked Wanda pointed out all of the “younglings” were up out of their basement confinement.

“I think they are about to abandon this place,” Wicked Wanda said. “They were constantly talking about moving into the woods behind your house. They are more comfortable in thick forest.”

“We’ll never find them in the woods,” Ms Patriot said. “The government will have to send in soldiers, probably tanks and fighter jets. They’ll destroy my family’s old growth forest. We have to stop them here and now.”

“Agreed,” Wicked Wanda said. “They are probably more of a threat to me than you. Shaman Zhul will want me back to breed more shamans. He’s already got three off me, counting the little monster I dropped last night.”

Ms Patriot cringed. How could she be so cavalier about giving birth to orcs? Did the witch have a heart?

No, she’s a sociopath of the highest order.

“They are all gathered in the Great Room,” Justice Girl said. “Exactly what you wanted, Wicked Wanda.”

“I know. It’s too perfect,” she said. “I don’t trust the shaman. He’s half-again too smart and clever.”

“We don’t have a choice, witch,” Ms Patriot said. “They are exactly where we want them. You go down through the kitchen, conjure up the portal back to their world, and wait for us. Justice Girl and I will attack from the front as soon as we see the portal forming.”

“The door is closed,” Wicked Wanda said. “I’ll leave it closed so they can’t see what I’m doing, but I suspect the shaman will feel the magic building up. So, just give me three minutes before you attack. I need the shaman too distracted to pay attention to what I’m doing.” She looked at Justice Girl. “Your lightning is the key. Hit him with it as much as possible.”

“I don’t want to kill him.”

“You won’t,” the witch said. “You’re not that powerful. Trust me.”

With that, the witch opened the secret door and rushed out. Ms Patriot followed with increasing tension. Her situation would be dire after they vanquished the orcs. Everyone knew her secret, plus Wicked Wanda’s minions had stolen her entire fortune. She didn’t even own Jade Manor anymore.

While she was confident the courts would restore her stolen fortune, she wasn’t confident the city’s underworld would allow her the time and space to do so. Evil men with vengeance in their hearts would be gunning for her. Even after recovering her fortune, Jennifer Jade would probably have to move far, far away.

Wicked Wanda turned toward the back of the house once out in the hallway. She strode with purpose, looking so confident. Of course, Wicked Wanda always won in the end. Her fall to the orcs was her only setback.

Ms Patriot led Justice Girl down the grand stairs in the foyer. They heard the orcs in the adjacent Great Room as they crept across the polished marble, careful to keep the clatter of their footwear as quiet as possible. The heroine doubted anyone would hear their heels with all the noise the orcs were making.

Peeking around the corner, baby blues scanned that vast chamber. A fire was burning in the fireplace, while grunting, swaying orcs surrounded the shaman. Random orcs threw back their heads and bellowed. The shaman spoke to them quietly, but firmly. Was he pumping them up for the coming battle? Did that mean he knew they were coming? Or just suspected?

She didn’t speak their harsh language. It would be nice to know what they were planning. But then she saw a flash under the door at the far end of the Great Room. A signal from Wicked Wanda.

“It’s party time,” Ms Patriot said. She charged into the room. “Hit them hard!”

Ka-Boom!

The lightning bolt was stopped just feet short of the huddled orcs. Ms Patriot saw a translucent red bubble appear when the lightning struck.

An arcane shield!

Wicked Wanda’s voice echoed through the house, “Justice Girl, don’t knock them out. Use just enough power to drive them out.”

“Is that a contradiction?” Ms Patriot said.

“Yes,” Justice Girl said. “So frustrating.”

The blonde heroine slapped her palms together before her, a ball of lightning formed around her gloved hands, and she spread her arms wide as she pushedthe arch of lightning out and at the charging orcs. It flew straight into them.

Boom!

The orc warriors were thrown back into the next rank coming. They all went down as the two heroines charged into their midst. Ms Patriot kicked left and right, knocking struggling orcs back down. Then the next wave plowed into them, pushing the heroines back.

“Justice Girl! Hear and obey!” Wicked Wanda cried, appearing behind them as she strode out of the foyer. “Stop fighting. Kneel and submit.”

Justice Girl froze, eyes huge, then her face went blank. Ms Patriot’s jaw dropped when the blonde heroine dropped to her knees, arms hanging limply at her sides. Justice Girl dropped her eyes and just waited.

“What is wrong, Justice Girl?” Ms Patriot cried, but two orcs attacked. It was all she could do to fight them off. Suddenly, she was brutally reminded that she was only about half her usual heroine strength. “Help me, Justice Girl! I can’t hold them off by myself!”

“And that is the plan,” Wicked Wanda cried. “I win. You lose, Ms Patriot! All that was yours will be mine!”

Ms Patriot glanced at Justice Girl. The orc shaman was at her side, putting a liquid silver collar around her neck. In an instant the ends connected, and the metal hardened into a perfect circle.

“Justice Girl! No!” Ms Patriot cried. “Witch, I’m going to – ”

The witch shot a bolt into the battling heroine’s back. All strength left her limbs as she collapsed bonelessly. Still fully conscious, but unable to move a muscle.

I should’ve known Wicked Wanda would betray us.

Multiple orcs seized her. Ms Patriot felt them rip off her corset, then her bikini bottoms. Her mind filled with the sight of Wicked Wanda and the other women, their bellies swollen with orc babies. Was that her fate? Was she destined to live and die as an orc broodmare?

Shaman Zhul dropped to a knee beside her, a thick liquidy rod of silver dangling from his fingers. The orc grinned at her, wrapped the silver around her neck, and spoke his evil spell. She felt the liquidy rope solidify around her throat, and then the insidious magic thrust into her. It filled her head, and she knew it was over.

“You will obey, woman.”

“I will obey, Master.”

And then true chaos erupted. Wicked Wanda threw everything she had at the orcs. Some of the orcs literally exploded, splattering blood and guts all over the floors, furnishing, and even the ceiling.

“Zhul, either pass through the portal back to your home world, or I will slaughter all of you!”

Ms Patriot and Justice Girl, also stripped down to just her gloves and boots, were dragged to the back door. Their handlers stopped short of entering the now open door, an arcane vortex swirling within the door jamb.

In the meantime, Zhul and the other warriors were trying to overrun Wicked Wanda. But the witch was in a rage, eyes glowing green as she slaughtered them left and right. Half the orcs were already dead.

Shaman Zhul shouted something, and the orcs turned and rushed through the door, into the vortex, and were gone. The heroine’s handlers grabbed the hair at the back of their heads.

“Go,” her handler said, bum-rushing her through and into the vortex.

Ms Patriot blinked. The temperature had dropped considerably. The orcs all stopped and looked up at a moon that looked twice as big as the moon she was used to seeing. As one, their heads rolled back and they howled. More howls answered in the distance.

Shaman Zhul turned to the heroines. “We are home. You belong to us now.”

Ms Patriot was pushed to her knees. The shaman stood before her as she stared up at him. He grinned, pulled his loincloth off, and picked up his massive erection.

“You will give us many strong warriors.” He palmed the back of her head. “Suck my dick, broodmare.”

She wanted to say, NO. But the collar’s magic kicked in. Her head spun a second, and she nodded. A command. She must obey.

“I obey, Master,” she croaked out hoarsely, still struggling against the compulsion.

He pressed his huge glans against her lips. It felt so hot. Hot and rubbery, but firm enough to push her lips apart. Ms Patriot tried to keep her teeth clenched, but her jaw relaxed and her mouth opened. Her tongue came out to give his dick head a little lick. Eyes burning, she looked up into the shaman’s fierce, smug gaze.

And then the taste hit her. So good. So… Her libido fired up. She felt her insides heat up, melt, and get all fluttery.

Did he dose me with Bliss?

“Mmmmgh!” Justice Girl moaned to her right.

Ms Patriot opened wide and went down on the shaman. The more she sucked, the more pre-cum that leaked out. It tasted so good, making her soul tingle. Soon, the shapely heroine was bobbing her head, clutching at the big green monster. She couldn’t get enough as she forced her lips further and further down his long thick shaft. It didn’t take long before he was tapping the back of her throat with each thrust.

“Yes,” Justice Girl gasped out. “Harder. Faster. Oh, Master!”

The raven-maned heroine cut her eyes over to see the blonde on her back, an orc between her legs. He thrust into her hard and fast, while she bucked and writhed, feet pointed at the sky.

“Fuck me!” Justice Girl cried. “Fuck me!”

Ms Patriot pulled off Shaman Zhul’s cock, looked him in the eyed, and begged, “Fuck me, Master. Please fuck me.”