Super Mom: Besieged (Chapter 21) (Patreon)

Chapter 21

“Mind the hole, cunt.”

Super Mom’s eyes fluttered open. She cut a scowl up at the ceiling. The lights never turned off, giving the four camera’s a brightly lit view of her nakedness 24/7. Then she glanced at all four walls. Each one had a hidden “glory hole.” The hole in the door opened as she watched, and then a very large black cock slipped into the cell. So big it barely fit through the hole.

She sighed gustily. The poor heroine knew the drill. Knew what was expected of her. Knew the punishment for disobedience. The only question was if it was a jailer’s cock, or a prisoner’s. So she slipped off the cot, stood straight and… stretched.

Hands high, back bowed, head back, she rose up on her toes and stretched her aching muscles. She understood it gave the degenerates watching her every move a cheap thrill, but she needed that stretch. Then she walked over to the door, wrapped her hand around the long, thick black shaft, and started stroking.

“I can’t believe how easily they broke me,” she whispered, and dropped to her knees. “Has it even been five days in jail?”

Five days was her best guess, based on the meal schedule. As long as they fed her on a normal meal schedule, then it was the morning of her fifth day in jail, fourth day in that cell.

Super Mom reached out with the tip of her tongue to tease the man’s piss hole. His dick jerked in her hand. Yes, she knew how to please a cock. Getting better and better at it every day. So she wrapped her full lips around the helmet shaped glans and gave him intense head while both hands stroked his shaft.

Are they starting to reward prisoners? she wondered. The Fourth Reichers put in charge of her were all white. That was the first non-white dick she’d sucked since her night in the holding cell.

“Mmm,” she moaned. Eyes fluttered closed. “Mmm. Mmm.”

“Stop sucking, cunt,” the voice piped in commanded. “Stand up, turn around, and fuck it like the nasty animal you are.”

Super Mom obeyed. No choice in the matter. The raven-maned beauty rose up to her bare feet, turned away from the glory hole dick, while keeping a hand stroking it. Keeping him hard. Then she bent over so low she could see the dick between her legs. That’s when she guided it to her now tingling pussy.

“Mmmmm,” she moaned as she leaned back and impaled herself. “Oooh, that feels divine.”

Her face heated up. Could the guards hear her whispers? So far, they hadn’t shown that they could. She began to rock back and forth, up and down that cock. One hand went up into her thick mane, while the other palmed a dangling boob. She had to allow herself to enjoy all of the sex, so much sex, or she’d lose her mind. And that long, fat cock felt amazing inside her.

“Oh baby, baby,” she whispered, thinking about Kyle. His cock wasn’t even close to that size, but still large. Still, thinking of her immortal beloved helped. “Yes. So good. So good to finally suck and fuck a non-Nazi dick.”

That big dick twitched, and hot jizz filled her womb up. It reminded her that she was not on birth control. Indeed, she’d be surprised if she wasn’t already pregnant with one of the jailers’ child. But then again, metahumans were notoriously hard to impregnate. Easily half were barren.

Super Mom pulled off that monster cock, squeezing her pussy tight. She cupped her sex with a hand and rushed over to the toilet. Sitting, she pushed hard and cum gushed out, even as her handler shouted over the speaker to stop.

“Bitch,” he said. “You’ll be punished for that.”

She nodded. They punished her constantly for the weakest reasons they could conjure up. So it didn’t matter. If she hadn’t done that, all that cum would’ve come out all over the floor. And then she’d be forced to lick it up, which was a punishment. So a victory for her.

The heroine barely had time to clean up before she heard voices outside her door. Then the door buzzed and slid open. Chief Faust stood there, glaring at her. He came in full uniform, looking fit and distinguished despite being middle-aged. All she did was stare at him, profoundly feeling her nakedness. Yeah, his eyes dropped and locked onto her milk-swollen tits.

Seeing his interest, her hands came up to cup her aching tits. They were full, past due being milked by her handlers. They expressed her every two hours to establish a good milk supply. The more they expressed her, the more milk she produced. It was the one thing she found more humiliating than being fuck.

“On your feet, miscreant,” he snapped.

Super Mom cried out. No one had ever called her a miscreant. In the eyes of the law, maybe even in the eyes of the public, she was a criminal. A miscreant.

“If I’m a miscreant, it’s because you and your corrupt cops and jailers made me so,” she said.

The corners of his mouth twisted, like he was fighting off a smile. It never reached his eyes, though. The Police Chief marched up to her, grabbed the base of her throat with his left hand, and shoved her back against the wall. With the Null Collar on, she was so weak anyone could manhandle her.

He straight-armed her against the wall for the longest time, eyes raking her body over and over. Finally, his right hand came up to cup her face. His thumb slid across her lips. Then his hand dropped to fondle her tits, mostly pinching and rolling her nipples to rock hardness. That hand then caressed her side, before gliding over her well-rounded hip.

Chief Faust smiled. It was a cruel smile. A victorious smile.

He pressed against her, touching her from head to toe, and claimed her lips. She sucked in a sharp breath through her nose, his cologne washing over her. That manly scent triggered a memory. It was at the beginning her captivity in the Fourth Reich headquarters. Two men fucked her while she remained blindfolded. The second of the men wore that cologne, was just as tall and fit as the chief.

Chief Faust is definitely in league with Heike and the Fourth Reich!

And then she remembered how familiar the man before him felt. A short, pudgy man.

Mayor Hook, too?

Chief Faust’s hand snaked down between the heroine’s thighs. Her violet eyes widened. His index finger stroked her firm, slick nether lips, before wiggling past them and up into her body. Her breath caught.

“Oh, Chief Faust.” She shook her head woefully. “I’m very disappointed in you.”

“Shhh. Don’t speak to me,” he commanded, laying that pussy wet finger across her lips. “Just relax and take it like the slutty whore you are.”

His right hand dropped back to her pussy, and attacked her clit. He rubbed her just the way she liked it, too. How did he know!? Her head started to loll, breast swelling, nipples hard and erect. Her back bowed slightly. She placed her splayed hands against the wall, waist height as her insides melted and an intense tremor welled up in her sex. Soon, hot tingles flowed down into her thighs, and that rush to climax hit her.

“Aaagggh!” Super Mom cried, body erupting with intense convulsions. He held her tightly against the wall, masturbating the hapless heroine through her orgasm. “Oooooh. God help me.”

“God won’t help a sleazy slut like you, whore,” he snarled. Releasing her, stepping back, he unzipped. “Grab your ankles.”

Still a little discombobulated from that powerful climax, Super Mom panted furiously as she turned to the side, away from the top cop, and bent all the way over. She wrapped long, delicate fingers around her bare ankles and braced herself for the worst.

Chief Faust guided his erection to her glistening, dripping pussy. He pushed past her fleshy folds, right up to her entrance. Grabbing her hips with viselike hands, he thrust deep into her. Super Mom cried out, and immediately began grunting loudly with every deep thrust. Thanks to her just fucking a much larger dick, he was able to hilt right away. And then he made her feel every long inch of him. For the next few minutes the only sounds were his grunts, his hips slapping her butt cheeks, and the squelching sound of fucking.

“Oooooh, this is so wrong.”

Thwack! across her right butt cheek. “Be quiet.”

“Uggh,” she grunted with every thrust. “Uggh. Uggh. Uggh.”

He pounded into her long and hard. Super Mom’s body fired up. So shameful, yet…

“Uggh. Uggh. Uggh.”

“This is all super sluts in your slutty costumes deserve,” he growled. “A stiff dick, and utter subjugation to her betters.”

He fucked her still quivering body, while she basked in the afterglow of previous climaxes, which pushed her over the top quite fast. She bucked and wiggled, but never released her ankles. Chief Faust laughed.

“See that? Proof you were born to be fuck meat,” he said. “You love being subjugated and fucked way too much to be a normal, healthy woman.”

Is that true? she wondered.

Chief Faust pulled out, leaving her gasping and feeling empty and abandoned. But it didn’t last. She felt his wet, sticky tip glide up across her taint. His dickhead went straight to her anus, and pressed hard against it. She moaned miserably, let out a tiny whimper, and relaxed. He barked a laugh as he penetrated.

“Oooooooh. God help me,” she gasped out.

Thwack! across the butt. “Shut it. Worthless sluts like you are only meant to be seen and fucked, not heard. Nothing you have to say is worth listening to, whore.”

Her ass proved much tighter. The police chief had to work for it, driving in deeper with every thrust. By the time he was balls deep up her ass, Super Mom was bucking and writhing, tiny animal sounds bubbling out of slack lips. Eyes glazed. Just a dazed piece of fuck meat.

He pounded her butt until the heroine climaxed, then pulled out. She slanted a look back at him. What does it take to make this man come?

“Kneel before me, Super Mom.”

Super Mom dropped to her knees, before turning to face him. His grin was so evil a shiver rippled up her spine. Then her eyes dropped his still erect, ass-nasty cock. Her throat tightened, stomach twisted. Tears welled up.

“No. Please, no,” she gasped out. “Anything but…”

He palmed the back of her head, shifting closer so that his nasty cock rubbed all over her face.

“Nononono! I’ll do anything! Please, mercy!”

“No mercy for you, Super Mom,” he sneered. “You and your kind have humiliated me and the police for too long. Always taking the glory, making us look inept and a joke.” He pressed his cock to her lips. “Suck it. Lick it. Lick me clean.”

Her eyes were huge as she relaxed her jaw, letting him push into her mouth. Hot tears rolled, her mind all but shutting down. It was over. Their debasements were too much to endure. She didn’t even want to think about it anymore.

His cock reeked of her ass. She saw brown smears along his shaft. The heroine closed her eyes. And started sucking and licking. The taste awful, disgusting. She just thought of her husband, of sucking her husband, and lost herself in that dream.

“Mmm.” It was the tiniest of submissive sounds. “Mmm. Mmm.”

He came deep into her mouth, before he could hammer his way down her throat. The defiled heroine swallowed his seed, continued to lick and suck. He guided her through licking his cock and balls perfectly clean. She wasn’t allowed to stop until he was satisfied.

“What are you now, Super Mom?”

She lifted the saddest eyes up. The chief looked so tall, powerful, and dominant towering over her. So smug and self-righteous. She cowered, feeling so small and worthless. Lost and alone. No hope.

“I-I am…” she whispered, choking up. “I am nothing, Master. Just a worthless piece of meat.”