Ms Patriot: Dark Crusade (Chapter 26) (Patreon)

Chapter 26

Meanwhile, over in Sugar Town…

“I hate this place,” Silver Girl said.

The busty blonde pony-tailed sidekick struck a classic pose as she gazed down with judgmental blue eyes. Her mentor and mother smiled at her. Silver Girl looked so fierce and heroic, and so damned beautiful and vivacious in her silver bikini top and short-shorts costume, accessorized with matching mask, choker, opera gloves, and stiletto knee boots. A wide, silver belt empowered her.

Silver Angel nodded. They stood on a roof five floors up atop a hooker hotel. Below them was spread what felt like all the sex and debauchery in the world. The neon lit streets were packed with horny, depraved humanity. Everyone desperate for sex, drugs, or money. Maybe all three. Streetwalkers were out in force, strutting their wares in skimpy, sexy outfits. Victims of life, yet they preyed upon the loneliness and desperation of men. Well, not all of the men were lonely and/or desperate. Some of them were predators looking for their next victim.

“Will the city ever clean this place up?”

Silver Angel barked a bitter laugh. “I wish. But the short answer is… No. Absolutely not. The politicians all scream their outrage to get votes, but the truth is Grimme City’s red light districts in general, and Sugar Town in particular are cash cows for the city. All those sex tourists spend big buck, generating half the taxes and fees the city brings in every year.”

The tall, beautiful blonde’s breath caught when her eyes stopped on a dark alley up the street. It was within that alley that she and Purple Avenger had been stripped and divided up as booty. King Pimp took Purple Avenger away to work in the Palace. Thor Stormhardt claimed her, and boy did he claim her.

Thank the Goddess Uber Woman saved me. Even so, it was a close one, and not without a lot of sex and degradation heaped upon her first. By the grace of the Goddess, and a little help from my friends, I am still free and able to fight crime.

She couldn’t imagine not being around to take care of and guide her daughter. Autumn was just blossoming into a beautiful young woman. They both survived her first year of college, as well as her first year as a super heroine protégé. Her daughter and sidekick, Silver Girl, had so much raw potential, and all she needed was a loving hand to guide her to achieve all of her dreams and goals.

I wouldn’t miss that for the world.

“I don’t see Thor anywhere,” Silver Girl said.

The veteran heroine frowned. Thor Stormhardt. Just thinking about him pulled up so many strong emotions. Oh, the things he did to her! She’d avoided him, and Sugar Town, in the months since just because she wasn’t sure she wouldn’t murder him. But now, with her able to control her emotions a little better, and the fact he officially was a bail jumper, she had an opportunity to extract her pound of flesh.

Looking out across Sugar Town, she could just see the top floor of the House of Joy. All of that floor’s windows glowed in the night. Her blood ran cold looking at it. That hellhole had ended the careers of Ms Patriot and her sidekick, Patriot Girl, so many months back. Ms Patriot lost that same night, in that same raid, that almost ended Silver Angel’s masked vigilante career.

At least Purple Avenger escaped the Palace, she thought. But she was unmasked, her secret shared with the world. And now she’s in hiding, only coming out to fight occasionally.

The House of Joy, and specifically Mistress Tabitha, had a price to pay for what was done that fateful night. Silver Angel and Uber Woman had continuing discussions about how best to extract an equally painful price out of Mistress Tabitha’s butt. It was not a matter of if she would pay, but when.

But first…

“Let’s find Mr. Stormhardt,” Silver Angel said. “The world will be a little safer once he is back in a jail cell where he belongs.”

Silver Angel tugged up on her silver strapless corset, then on her matching thigh boots. Getting ready for action. For a fight. Oh, and she really hoped Thor put up a fight so she could beat the bloody snot out of him.

“Let’s do this!” Silver Girl cried, slamming a fist into her palm. “Time to mete some well-deserved justice.”

The silver-clad heroines strode across the roof to the back overlooking a dark alley. After a quick scan to ensure it safe, they hopped off and plummeted straight down to hit the concrete. It sounded like gunfire when their stilettos struck concrete, knees bending as super-powered legs absorbed the impact as if it was nothing. And without missing a beat, they strode purposely up that alley.

They moved up that dark, night-shadowed alley like ghosts, fully alert. Sugar Town was the most dangerous place in the city for super heroines. Like Ms Patriot and Patriot Girl a few months back, far too many super heroines had vanished never to be seen again while in Sugar Town.

They crossed a street, causing a major stir with just those few seconds of being seen by street people. Hookers, pimps, and pushers ducked into hidey holes until it was safe to come out again. Neither heroine gave them a second thought. They went to a two-story structure, and jumped straight up atop it. From there they leapt up atop a three-story structure, whereupon they moved up front to survey the scene below.

“Bingo,” Silver Angel said, a big smile spreading across her lovely masked face.

The tall, lanky pimp was across the street. His bowler was on the ground, while the hooker he was making out with hot and heavy ran her fingers through his long blonde hair. They weren’t having sex, but close. At any second a dick could come out and…

“Thor, at long last,” Silver Girl whispered, eyes narrowing.

Sometimes it seemed her sidekick wanted to get revenge on Thor more than her. Seeing her protective nature, her determination, gave the mother within the warm fuzzies. Silver Angel turned her face into the wind, blinking away the tears that threatened.

Turning her full attention back onto Thor helped. Oh, she remembered what he and King Pimp did to her and Purple Avenger. Both pimps took full advantage of the captured heroines. Both used and abused her in the worse ways. It was all sex, domination, and humiliation. It seemed so unfair that all she and the law could return was a beat down and incarceration. Truth was they would not be charged with the sexual assault or kidnapping, mostly because the victims were super heroines. People thought that treatment went with the job. Just distressful to think about.

Another problem was witnesses. All of the witnesses participated in the heroines’ capture and defilement. So it was just her word against Thor’s in court. The DA wouldn’t chance losing that case, so would never charge the pimp. Instead, Thor might get a month in jail for being arrested for solicitation.

So unfair.

“Remember, we have to give him a chance to surrender quietly,” she said.

“I know, but will he? Really? It’s Thor,” Silver Girl said. “Confidence is high that he’ll put up a fight.”

“I agree, but we just don’t want to do anything that’ll allow his lawyer to get all charges dropped.”

“Ugh! I hate having my hands tied like that!”

“Really? I kinda like it when my hands are tied behind my…”

“MOM!”

They laughed. That felt good. The situation was a little too tense. Silver Angel felt better equipped to handle Thor now.

“Let’s bookend him,” Silver Angel said.

The two heroines moved back to the middle of the roof, spread about ten feet apart, and then smiled at each other. A wicked little smile. With Silver Angel’s nod, they took off running as fast as they could, and leapt off the building. The two blonde, silver-clad heroines soared over the crowded streets, and then hit the opposite building about two stories up. They managed to absorb the impact with arms and legs, that sucked away most of the energy, and thus allowed them to drop straight down to the sidewalk.

The clatter of heroine heels made everyone jump. Thor cried out, whirling around. His hooker actually fell to her butt, and started to crawl away. Silver Angel and Silver Girl surged straight at their target. The pimp cried out in rage, taking a wild swing at Silver Angel. She ducked under that haymaker, and then punched him in the face.

The punch spun Thor around, but he managed to throw a backhand across Silver Girl’s face, sending her stumbling back. So her mother cried out and charged him. He ducked, caught her arm, and threw the heroine straight into her sidekick. Both women went down in a tangle of arms and legs and feminine grunts.

Thor attacked, kicking the veteran heroine in the ribs, before punching down into Silver Girl’s upturned face. But Silver Angel, face burning, surged up to her feet and brought an uppercut to the pimp’s chin. His feet came off the ground as he flew back. Then she charged into him, kicking and punching. More than half of her strikes found their target. Thor was knocked back on his heels, barely able to defend himself.

It looked good, until six of his hookers, and a few street people, charged in. Suddenly, Silver Angel found herself battling gangbangers and prostitutes. The enraged hookers proved the scariest of the two. Absolutely no fear in those girls.

She noticed Silver Girl was similarly embattled, when Thor rushed the sidekick and bowled her over. An elbow to the temple left her daughter stunned and limp. Thor grabbed Silver Girl’s chin and the back of her head.

“Halt, Silver Angel, or I snap your sidecunt’s neck!”

She obeyed. Multiple hands seized her arms. Someone unfastened her power belt and pulled it off, leaving her weak as a kitten. Her insides seized up, pussy coming alive. She’d been captured by pimps before, and knew what came next. Only… Not Autumn!

The same asshole that stole her power belt unzipped her corset. It was one of Thor’s hookers, and she had the power belt around her own waist as she strutted around waving the heroines silvery corset like a war banner. Street people laughed and cheered, while others groped and jeered at the two captured heroines. And then some big gangbanger pressed up against her back, ripped her thong off, before forcing a finger up her butt hole.

“Uggggh. You bastard!”

Her back bowed, head rolling back after he penetrated her so wickedly. The gangbanger grabbed her chin, held her head still, and claimed her lips in a long, deep kiss. When she was finally allowed up for air, she found Silver Girl stripped to just mask, gloves, and boots, pushed up against the wall and being molested by street people.

It’s like the House of Joy all over again. Street people rising up to take down heroines.

“That’s good, boys and girls, but bring them over to me,” Thor shouted. “Let’s put the final nail in their super heroine lives’ coffin.”

The two blonde heroines were roughly dragged over to the beaming pimp. Thor stood there with both of their power belts in hand, holding them high like trophies. The busty, naked heroines were forced to their knees before him, depowered and dazed.

“Silver Angel and her sexy sidepiece are defeated! Broken,” Thor cried to the uncaring heavens. “I will put their sweet pussies on the street. They will fuck for fun and profit, boys and girls. They will become one of us!”

The crowd cheered. Silver Angel hugged herself, feeling so cold, miserable, and vulnerable. She glanced at her daughter, who looked just as miserable and twice as frightened. And it would get worse before it got better. Of that, she was sure.

“Silver Cunts,” Thor commanded. “Suck my dick. Both of you at the same time. Do it.”

“I’ll do it,” Silver Angel said, reaching out to unzip him. “Please don’t make Silver Girl do anything like this. She’s barely nineteen.”

“Hear that? The Silver Cougar wants my young cock for herself,” Thor said. “Should I grant that boom? Or make them both suck my dick?”

“Both!”

“You heard the crowd, Silver Cougar,” he sneered. “You and the young cunt suck it. Together. Share my dick.”

The two vanquished beauties groaned. Hands shoved them closer to Thor. So Silver Angel, her soul dying, pulled the pimp’s cock out. It wouldn’t be the first time she sucked him off, so that made the coming sex act a little easier. It would be Silver Girl’s first time.

A pair of hookers knelt behind the two busty heroines, seized their heads, and shoved them into the pimp’s crotch. Both blondes turned to press their lips to Thor’s cock, staring into each other’s eyes over his erection with the saddest eyes. And then their lips parted, tongues came out, and they started kissing, licking, and sliding up and down his length. Two hot mouths pleasuring the pimp at once. The crowd went wild, so many phones held up to record that red letter day. Record their shame, defilement, debasement.

The pimp’s hands dropped, though still held wide. Silver Angel cut her eyes to the silvery belt in his left hand. She noticed her daughter looked at the one in his right. Thor held Silver Girl’s power belt so close to the sidekick’s head. She assumed her belt was just as close. So close.

Their eyes met. No more sadness. No more shame. Just cold determination. They both gave the slightest of nods. And then Silver Angel slammed her fist up into Thor’s nuts.

“Aaaaaaaiiiiiiiiiieeeeeee!”

His wail of agony made everyone reel back. As they recoiled, the two blonde heroines turned and surged up to their feet, even as their gloved hands twisted the power belts out of his hands. In a flash both belt were around naked waists, and blood started flying.

Silver Angel kicked left and right, battering surprised gangbangers, pushers, and johns. Hookers screamed. Panic swept through the crowd and it scattered to the winds. But Thor went with them. It took a moment to figure out where he went.

“Thor’s getting away!”

“Where’s my costume?” Silver Girl cried. “Those degenerates stole my costume!”

“Forget it,” she cried. “After Thor. We’ve suffered too much to let him escape.”

They took off running after the escaping pimp, boobs and long hair bouncing all over. Quite distracting, even for the heroines. But despite being in heels, their power belts allowed them to start catching up to the fleeing pimp. But then…

“Son of a bitch!” Silver Angel cried, coming to a clattering stop. “He went into the House of Joy.”

“Can we…” Silver Girl said, but fell silent when her mother gave her a look. “Oh. I guess not.”

“Heroines go into the House of Joy,” Silver Angel whispered. “They do not come back out.”