Ms Virtue: A Bold Beauty (Chapter 11) (Patreon)

Chapter 11

Ms Virtue dropped to a soft landing atop an office tower. Night had descended upon the city once again. Her gut twisted, flipped, and she groaned. Her baby blues locked on a penthouse about a mile away. Atop the tallest, most exclusive luxury residential tower in the city. He had a mansion up in the hills, too, but the penthouse was lit up brightly.

For the last two days, she’d lived in constant shame and regret. The Russians snatched Ariana right out from under her nose Saturday! She and the other heroines had searched the rest of Saturday, all of Sunday, and all of Monday. Now it was Monday night, and they had not discovered a single clue to the human trafficker’s location.

Time is running out for those five women, she thought. The Russians might’ve already left the city with them.

She pulled out her phone, pulled out the business card given to her a week earlier to the day and hour, and grimaced. Well, she didn’t really WANT to call him.

The heroine tapped in his phone number and lifted it to her ear. It rang twice before he answered.

“This is Scott. Thank you for calling, Ms Virtue,” he said, sounding so pleased. “Good thing, too, because the Russians are preparing to leave the city with all of the captured women. You don’t have much time.”

“Just tell me where to find them, Scott, and I promise I’ll… I’ll submit to your will as far as payment is concerned.”

That wasn’t easy to say. Her mind immediately filled with all of the terrible things the Russians did to her for the brief time she was helplessly in their power Friday night. She worried the captured celebrities were enduring far worse, since the bad guys had to hurry with her.

“That’s not how it works,” he said. “Forgive me if I don’t completely trust you’ll follow through. Heroines can justify a lot with some twisted female logic at times.”

“Why do I have to pay first? You admitted time is running out.”

“Actually, I expect you to pay before and after,” he said. “And they aren’t leaving tonight, so you have time.”

She gasped, pulling the phone away from her ear. Ms Virtue looked up at the uncaring heavens, shaking her head. It was just getting worse. Her insides got hot and fluttery, knowing what she had to do. There was no longer any other options.

“This is so wrong, Scott. You are asking me, a super heroine, asking Ms VIRTUE, to do very unsavory things with you.”

He chuckled. “Exactly what do you think I want? Do you think I’m some kind of depraved kinkster, who’ll tie you up and spank you or something?”

Her breath caught, a vision of just that filling her head. Oddly, her pussy throbbed, all hot and wet. A lump formed in her throat, forcing her to swallow three times to clear it.

“Listen. I’ll… I’ll… Oh, I’ll do anything you want. ANYTHING you want, if you just tell me where to find them right now.” Her eyes closed, heart thundering. “I’ll be with you for a night, a weekend, a full week if that is what you demand. Just tell me.”

“Actually, if you had offered that before Friday night, I would’ve accepted eagerly,” he said. “But I’ve learned that they captured you rather easily after that first failed attempt on Ariana Merlot. So I need to at least get my first shot before you fly into battle against a foe you’ve only lost spectacularly to before.”

She just groaned.

“I promise, I’ll be a lot sweeter to you in bed than they were.”

She so wanted to insult him. To defy and deny him. But her body relaxed, going limp. Ms Virtue nodded, head dropping.

“Fine. I understand,” she said, voice a breathless whisper. “Where do you want to hook up? It has to be tonight. Right now.”

“I’m in my penthouse.”

“I know,” she whispered, lifting up off the roof. Ms Virtue pushed herself towards the penthouse. So brightly lit up, like a beacon to shame and depravity. “Open the balcony door. I’ll be there in a minute.”

She ended the call before he answered, stuffing the phone back inside her thigh boot. The blonde heroine sped up, seeing Scott moving up to one of the many doors out onto his long, deep balcony. Really, a high rise terrace with a spectacular view of Nexxus Park.

Was he waiting for her? Scott only wore a white button down shirt, open down to his waist, dark slacks, and no shoes. He looked ready for bed, and it was still early in the evening.

Ms Virtue flew up to land in a clatter of stilettos before the crime lord. Scott looked her up and down with a hungry, pleased look. He looked half-again too happy with himself. As he should, she understood.

Her willing submission, though coerced, was a major victory.

Ms Virtue struck a pose, showing off her spectacular body to the man about to enjoy it. It was important he believe he got what she promised, or he might not give her what she needed. She showed him nothing but confidence, and maybe a little contempt. He could not be allowed to see her fear.

“So, Mr. Jeremy, like what you see?”

“I do. Very much,” he said, stepping up close and personal. He placed his hands on her well-rounded hips, face just inches from hers. She felt his breath on her lips. “I’m going to enjoy it a lot more after I get you out of this sexy costume.”

“Yes. I’m sure you will.”

Scott lifted her chin with two fingers, tilted his head, and kissed her. Ms Virtue accepted the kiss, just allowing him to do what he wanted. But that kiss didn’t end, and he quickly opened her mouth with his own. To her surprise, her tongue darted into his mouth first. Soon, passion ramped up within and she really started making out with the handsome mob boss.

“Mmm,” she moaned, arms going over his shoulders and holding him tightly.

They made out like that for the longest time. He finally broke the kiss, took her by the hand, and led the hesitant, light-headed heroine inside. She looked around at opulence she’d only dreamed about.

Who said crime doesn’t pay?

The tall, dark-haired mobster led her slowly through the penthouse. No one else was seen, but she knew he had lots of security up there. Did he clear the way for her, so she wouldn’t have to do a walk of shame through his underlings? Why didn’t he want witnesses to her sexual submission? Was he worried what others in the underworld would think about him helping her?

Ms Virtue followed Scott into a large bedroom, with floor to ceiling windows overlooking the gorgeous night city. He closed the door behind her. She felt relief, wanting as many barriers between her and witnesses as possible. But then he shoved her back against the door and claimed her lips in an aggressive, intense kiss.

“Will removing your belt depower you?” he asked between kisses.

“Yes,” she said, stiffening. “Are you going to depower me?”

“No,” he said. She relaxed. “You are. Take the belt off and toss it to the side. Completely submit to me.”

Her world shifted. Tilted. Her heart started thundering again, but she reached trembling fingers back to the small of her back and unfastened the power belt. Pulling it away with her right hand, she let it dangle as super powers quickly bled out of her body. Then she just dropped it, wanting it close. Just in case.

Scott wrapped her up in his arms, kissing her long and deeply. Kissed her until she forgot about the lost belt. Forgot about her precarious position. Forgot he was a very bad man.

Both of his hands went up into her silky soft hair, massaging her scalp. Felt so wonderful while they kissed. Then one hand dropped, found her zipper, and pulled it all the way down. The white corset-teddy came loose around her body, and then he pushed it down over her wiggling hips. Ms Virtue groaned when she felt the suit fall down to her feet.

“Do you mind if I take a picture of you naked?”

“I can’t stop you now, but please don’t.”

“Okay, I won’t if you object,” he said. “I want you to enjoy your visit as much as I will.”

His eyes lifted, then a hand reached up and touched her golden tiara. He touched her choker next, and finally the bracer on her left arm.

“You still have just enough to show me you are Ms Virtue, and not just a hot blonde, in my bed,” he said. He looked at her thigh-booted feet. “So sexy.” Then his hand cupped her pussy. “I love how you are completely waxed. Did you do that just for me?”

“Sure, why not,” she said.

He laughed. “Great, I’ll accept that lie as fact.”

Scott pushed down on her shoulders. Ms Virtue’s breath caught, eyes rolling. Of course that is what he wanted right off. Every man wanted her, even her alter ego, kneeling in front of him and sucking his dick. They all wanted her in the most submissive position possible, all of the time.

Ms Virtue wrapped her long, delicate fingers around his long, thick shaft. Beautiful hands. Her nails were long and painted the same shade of red as her lips. Her little splash of color. She wondered if he even noticed, much less cared. Looking up, she found him staring down at her. Staring at her full red lips.

“Yeah,” she said.

The hapless heroine sucked in a deep breath, pressed her face into his lap, and swirled her tongue around his cock head. Then she wrapped her warm lips around the crown of that helmet-shaped glans and gave him intense head. Made Scott jerk and gasp, rising up on his toes. She went after it hard for a long moment, and finally went down on him. She took him to the back of her tongue right away.

“Oooh, fuck,” he cried. “That’s how you do it. Oh yes.”

The blonde beauty moaned and groaned, sending sweet vibrations into his member, as she sucked cock. She used her lips, tongue, and suction to best effect, until he cried out and flooded her mouth.

“Mmmm,” she moaned. Pulling off, she gave him a sultry look. “Wow, I didn’t expect you to come so fast.”

He laughed. “Don’t worry. I took a little blue pill. Best recreation drug ever invented.”

She dropped her eyes, licking her lips. “Great.”

Scott helped her rise, and then led the heroine to his bed. Ms Virtue crawled to the middle of that king-sized bed and lay on her back. She watched him strip, and then crawl up with her. Every nasty, kinky sex act she could think of rolled through her fertile mind. How depraved would he force her to be?

“You are the most beautiful woman I’ve ever met,” he said.

She quirked a brow. Really? Men had told both of her personas that many time, all wanting exactly what he was about to enjoy. Was that line at the top of the male play list? Or did they really think the woman before them was the most beautiful every time?

Lust does strange things to men, she thought.

To her surprise, he started off kissing. Laying atop her, Scott sank into the deepest of kisses, while his hands roamed her body. Fingers combed through her long hair. Hands groped her tits and butt. His fingers even probed her sex, fingers diving two knuckles deep up her pussy. He made her gasp and cry out, wiggle and writhe. Her body heat rose and sweat prickled her skin.

Kissing his way down to her boobs, the mob boss motorboated her. He rubbed his face slowly all over her tits, and then sucked on first the right, then the left nipple. He enjoyed her body with pure bliss on his face. Scott proved his mettle as a man, making her body sing, making her forget how disgusted she was with him and herself.

While sucking on her tits, his right hand snaked back down between her legs and started masturbating her. Her pussy got very hot, wet, and achy real fast. His wet fingers made squishing noises as he rubbed circled around her pussy, every so often shifting to vigorously rub her sensitive nub. Ms Virtue’s baby blues closed, head rolling back, and her back bowed.

He intensified his efforts.

“Oh, Scott,” she whispered breathlessly.

The crime lord claimed her lips, tongues tangoing, as his talented fingers pushed her over the top. Divine pleasure erupted between her legs, pulsing through her body over and over. The busty heroine cried out, bucking and writhing. He held her tightly and continued rubbing all the way through her climax, and into the afterglow.

As she lay huffing and puffing, an incredulous look on her face, Scott shifted over her again and forced her legs wide. Ms Virtue’s eyes fluttered open, she bit her lip, and looked down her body to watch as his long, thick erection pressed against her nether lips. She reached down between them, guided him in, and got him nestled in up against her entrance. Then she looked up into his eyes.

Scott grinned, and thrust into her. Penetration proved profound.

“Ugggh!”

“Like that, did you?”

“Yes. Shut up and just do it.”

He kissed her. “Relax, Ms Virtue. You’re going to be here all night.”

She groaned as his face sank into her neck, sucking and nibbling as he thrust into her body slowly and steadily. Her arms went around him, staring up at the ceiling. It was going to be a long night.