Ms Patriot: Dark Crusade (Chapter 19) (Patreon)

Chapter 19

Sugar Town, House of Joy, Tuesday, 9 PM…

Soft feminine whimpers rose up from the floor. Jennifer crawled, butt wiggling, tits jiggling. Completely stripped, not even jewelry, the debased billionaire and defeated super heroine whimpered in distress. She looked up at the men with big blue pleading eyes.

“Please, Masters,” she begged. “A slavegirl has needs. A slavegirl begs to please you.”

Milo moved his bare foot forward. Her face lit up. She looked up with grateful eyes. Both men, both masters, were just as naked as her. After all, they were training her to be the best slave she could be. All Jennifer wanted, all she desired, was to please them in every way.

Lowering her lips, she kissed his foot. Then she gave it a lick, and another. Jennifer moaned, kissing that foot with more passion, more desire. A wanton groan bubbled out of her as her heart swelled with so much emotion. Perfectly manicured hands caressed his foot, before she gently raked long red nails across his warm skin. The raven-maned beauty put her heart and soul into making love to his foot, kissing, licking, and nuzzling it from toes to heel.

“Oh, Master,” she whispered breathlessly. “My body aches for you. My womb throbs with need. Please.”

The vanquished vigilante kissed her way up his leg, watching his face, his eyes for any hint of pleasure or disapproval. Rising up on her knees, Jennifer knelt before Milo and wrapped a hand around his swelling cock. And then she tea-bagged herself, before licking his nutsack, and continuing up his long, thick cock.

“Mmm,” she moaned going down on him. “Mmm. Mmm.”

“That’s the prettiest begging I’ve ever seen,” Punch said. He stood behind her, watching with hungry eyes. “Let’s reward her with double penetration.”

“My thoughts exactly, my friend,” Milo said, unable to take his eyes off the subjugated and defiled beauty. “Ms Patriot has become even more slavishly pathetic than Patriot Slut.”

Jennifer pulled off Milo, shifted to the side, and wrapped her other hand around Punch’s cock. She licked his nuts, then his shaft, and finally went down on him.

“Mmm. Mmmm.”

Slurp.

Back to Milo. “Mmm. Mmmm.”

Body tingling inside and out, the broken and tamed heroine put her heart and soul into pleasing her masters. She basked in their attention. She reveled in that hot, nasty sex. Her Mistress and trainers were so right. Sex was the most wonderfully amazing thing ever. She excelled at it, and loved how much she loved making love.

The door opened and Mistress Tabitha entered. They all froze, staring at the tall, shapely beauty in a black latex catsuit, red underboob corset, and red thigh boots. Her long red hair was pulled back high on the back of her head, then braided.

“Be quick and finish sucking them off, slave,” Mistress Tabitha commanded. “I am going to put you to work in the parlor tonight.”

“Yes, Mistress,” she cried. 

The former Ms Patriot attacked those two cocks with relish, so much enthusiasm. Her hands stroked their shafts at the same time, and she hummed to send sweet vibrations into them. Milo gasped, rising up on his toes. Punch groaned long and low. Within seconds, Milo clutched her head and exploded inside her mouth. 

“Mmmmgh,” she moaned, swallowing and licking her lips, before turning and going down on Punch.

Milo stumbled away, basking in the afterglow, while she turned her full attention and efforts on the other bouncer. Punch had to be fighting his climax to lengthen the experience, because he was usually one of the easiest of the House of Joy men to get off. So Jennifer raked long nails across his smooth butt cheeks, while taking him down her throat and wrapping her lips around his base. When that didn’t make him come, she continued to deep throat him and snaked a hand up between his legs. And then in a quick, practiced move, she wiggled a finger into his ass hole to rub his prostrate.

“Oh! Not fair… Oooooooh. Fuck,” Punch cried.

“Mmmmgggh,” Jennifer moaned, throat flooded with cum.

Mistress Tabitha laughed. “Well played, my pet. Well played.”

Ms Patriot slowly pulled off Punch’s cock with a loud Slurrrp. She gave him a playful wink so he wouldn’t be mad at her, and then she turned around to her mistress, remaining on her knees and looked Patriot Slut over with interest.

The former sidekick was back in her heroine costume. More interesting, the beautiful blonde carried the Ms Patriot costume. The full costume, including mask and power belt. That’s when she noticed the sidekick was wearing her power belt.

“Punch, go report to Tyrone. You’re working the door tonight,” Mistress Tabitha said. “Milo, get her showered and dolled up. Patriot Girl will help you.”

Ms Patriot was escorted to the basement bathroom. Milo showered with her, and did a lot more than just bath. It took well over half an hour, but Patriot Slut was waiting at the vanity. Together, the two women got her glammed up with smoky eyes, big hair, and then put her back in full costume.

“This is not my power belt.”

“You’re so silly,” Patriot Slut giggled. “Our mistress isn’t that stupid. Duh. It’s a faux belt, but looks exactly like the original.”

Then they returned to Milo, who was waiting with Ms Patriot’s slave collar. He buckled the black, silver-studded collar around her slender neck, attached a leash, and led Grimme City’s former premier super heroine up the stairs. Patriot Slut followed on her heels.

Milo led the two former heroines into a packed and boisterous main parlor. The crowd quietened when they entered, all eyes turning to them. Per their instructions, the two heroines strutted to show off their bodies and obedience. They struck haughty super heroine poses and scanned the patrons with cool blue eyes when Milo stopped them before their mistress.

“And here they are, my friends,” Mistress Tabitha said as she stood. The dominatrix stepped up to Ms Patriot and kissed her, before moving to Patriot Slut and kissing her. “Grimme City’s mightiest super heroine duo, Ms Patriot and Patriot Girl, are my obedient, well-trained slavegirls. Both are as eager to please as they are beautiful to look at. And they are here for your pleasure. Enjoy and you’re welcome.”

Madame Vu attached a leash to Patriot Slut’s collar and led her away. Mistress Tabitha took Ms Patriot’s collar, gave her a wicked little eye wag, and bit her lip.

“Are you ready to begin your new career, my pet?”

“I am, Mistress.”

“Heel.”

Mistress Tabitha struck out in a sassy strut. Her heroine sex slave followed with a sexy little strut as well. Both women wanted to be watched, desired by one and all. Both wanted to please the patrons, but for very different reasons and ways. Her mistress led the enslaved and brainwashed beauty around to visit with everyone, before she handed her leash to notorious drug pusher, Case Richardson. 

Ms Patriot dropped to her knees, heart racing. Case was a man she hassled a lot, occasionally beat up, and had arrested over a dozen times. The pusher wore a black harness over his upper body, displaying a well muscled chest and countless tattoos. The only other thing he wore was a red banana hammock. He regarded her with a very dark, sinister kind of lust. An I’m going to fuck my pound of flesh out or your ass look.

He hooked two fingers under her collar, pulling the fallen heroine in so close his lips brushed hers when he spoke. He glared straight into her wide eyes.

“This is going to be so much fun,” Case growled, and kissed her. “Fun for me, at least.”

Case led Ms Patriot over to the corner. He ordered her to lay on the floor and on her belly. Case then crossed her ankles and bound them together, before binding her wrists to her ankles.

“Just for giggles and grins…” he sneered, and bound her elbows together. “Dayum, gotta love the sight of a hogtied super heroine.”

Grabbing a fistful of silky black hair, Case pulled Ms Patriot to her knees. Her back bowed slightly, arms stretched tight between her shoulders and ankles. That position left her precariously balanced upon her extremely bent knees. Of course, he had her on bare hardwood to increase her pain and discomfort. Then hand still in her hair, he rocked her back and forth with amused eyes.

“Perfect.”

Case pulled off his banana hammock. Her mouth watered at the sight of it, so long and thick. Ms Patriot licked her lips as he shifted right in front of her, cock in her face. Then he yanked her corset down to plop out her tits, before guiding his dick to her lips.

“Kiss it, Patriot Whore.”

Ms Patriot gave his hot, rubbery dick head a lingering kiss as she stared up into his fierce face. Her tongue tickled his piss hole at the same time. An evil grin spread when he started to push into her mouth. She let him in without struggle, sealing her full red lips around his veiny shaft.

“Mmmmm.”

“That’s right. Heroine whores love sucking dick,” he sneered. 

Instead of thrusting, Case began rocking her back and forth atop her knees, mouth sliding up and down his shaft. Ms Patriot moaned and groaned, in pleasure and pain. That was the most stress on her knees she’d ever experienced, but it seemed to please him so much. So she maintained eye contact as he fucked her mouth like that, working her lips and tongue to best effect.

“What a fucking whore,” he sneered. “Not even fighting me you love sucking dick so much. Fine. Eat my cum, whore.”

And with that Case flooded her mouth. She obeyed. The busty heroine swallowed every drop, and then had to lick his cock and balls clean while in that same position. 

“Well played, my friend,” Mistress Tabitha purred as she approached. “I’ll take her now.”

“I’m not finished with her.”

“I’m afraid you are,” the redhead said. “Ms Patriot has too many fans and admirers who want a piece of her ass for me to allow anyone extra time.”

She signaled a bouncer, who untied the slavegirl. Mistress Tabitha then led the shapely heroine over to another white man wearing black leather shorts and a matching muscle shirt. He was a thirty-something businessman that Jennifer Jade did business with, making her wonder if Mistress Tabitha actually revealed her secret identity to the world. Sometimes when her mistress and staff spoke it sounded like her secret had been revealed online, but others it sounded like they were still keeping her secret. She did know that patrons were not allowed to remove her mask.

“She’s all yours, Master Anthony,” the redhead said. She indicated Madame Vu approaching with Patriot Slut. “As is Patriot Girl. Enjoy.”

“Thank you, Mistress Tabitha,” Anthony said, staring at Ms Patriot’s exposed tits with such intensity. “I am going to enjoy this threesome like nothing else ever.”

Anthony was given both leashes. Then he led the two former heroines to the club’s elevator. Patriot Girl’s room was on the third floor. They entered a few minutes later. It was the first time she’d been inside her ex-sidekick’s room. It had an attached bath, though quite small. Bare minimum. Queen sized bed. Walls painted a hot pink, with posters of Patriot Girl PR posters on the wall and ceiling, as well as others showing her partially nude and in the middle of sex acts. The TV was on streaming videos of Patriot Girl fucking.

He left Patriot Slut to close the door, while he claimed Ms Patriot’s lips. They made out long and passionately. Patriot Slut pulled off her former mentor’s corset and thong bikini bottoms while the two made out. Anthony released her lips and stepped back once Patriot Slut stripped off her bikini costume, left in nothing but mask, gloves, faux power belt, and boots.

“Get on the bed and start making out with each other.”

“Yes, Master,” the heroines said in unison.

Ms Patriot turned to her protégé, cupped her lovely masked face, and kissed her tenderly. Then Patriot Slut led her to the bed by the hand. They crawled to the middle, rose up on their knees, and started kissing. Passion ignited immediately. The two women moaned and groaned into that lipstick kiss, hands roaming each other’s body.

Anthony stripped while watching them, before starting to stroke his cock as he stood next to the bed. Ms Patriot upped the ante by snaking a hand between the blonde’s legs. She rubbed Patriot Slut’s clit, pushing the beautiful teen over the top in nothing flat. 

“Aaagggh,” Patriot Slut screamed. “Oooooh, I’ve always loved you so much.”

“I love you, too,” she whispered, tears welling up. “So much love.”

“Did y’all fuck a lot before you were captured and enslaved?” he asked, looking hopeful.

“Yes,” Patriot Slut lied. “Yes we did. I was practically her love slave for a year.”

Ms Patriot noticed his breath caught, and his cock swelled a little more. Anthony stroked his dick faster, tighter. She bit her lip and nodded at him, a mischievous smile on her masked face.

“We made love before and after every patrol,” Ms Patriot lied. “Sometimes we even found a dark place and made love in the middle of a patrol.”

“69 is our favorite position, Master,” Patriot Slut purred. “Wanna see?”

“Yes!”

Patriot Slut laid down upon her back, and then Ms Patriot straddled her face. The blonde teen started licking pussy right away, sending the most amazing sensations rippling through her mentor. The raven-maned beauty ground her sex into the blonde’s mouth a long moment, moaning and groaning, pulling at her sensitive nipples. Then she winked at Anthony as she bent down to Patriot Slut’s hot, sopping wet pussy.

“Mmm,” she moaned, lapping hungrily at that hot snatch.

“Oh fuck,” he gasped. “That’s so hot.”

Anthony couldn’t take it any longer. He climbed up onto the bed, moving up behind Ms Patriot. Grabbing her flaring hips, he pushed Patriot Slut’s tongue out of the way when he thrust into the veteran heroine’s tight pussy. The blonde just shifted to the super sensitive clit.

“Uggggh. Oooooh, yes,” Ms Patriot groaned. “Yes. Yes.”

He pounded into her, while groping her tits with a reach around. She started to buck, driven wild by the combination of cock thrusts and Patriot Sluts talented lips on her clit. The two of them quickly forced the already highly aroused beauty over the top.

“Aaaaaggh!” Ms Patriot screamed into Patriot Slut’s pussy, her body pulsing with mind numbing pleasure, over and over and over. “Ooooooooooo.”

“Best two grand I’ve ever spent on pussy!”