Ms Virtue: A Bold Beauty (Chapter 13) (Patreon)

Chapter 13

“Wake up, slut,” Ivanka snarled, slapping the unconscious heroine.

Ms Virtue groaned, grimaced, and twisted. Alerts went up in her head. She struggled to move. Forced fully awake, head lifting as her eyes fluttered open, she looked around. Dark room. Felt cold, dank. Five other women were chained to the wall to her left. All naked.

She was instantly fully alert, and started struggling with all her might. Steel cuffs, with chains to the wall, held her arms up and wide. Waking up allowed the heroine to stand, taking the stress off her shoulders. She found she could breathe a little easier, too. Looking down, she found she was still fully clothed, though her power belt was missing.

Ivanka stood before her, golden power belt dangling from her left hand. “Looking for this, Ms Easy Virtue?”

Ms Virtue looked the blonde Russian over with contempt. Ivanka actually looked pretty hot, wearing a black corset top, with an extremely short and dark pleated skirt, and lace up knee boots. Her hair was pulled up and back into a high pony.

“You won’t get away with this.”

“I disagree,” Ivanka said. “We’ve gotten away with far worse. Kinda got rich doing it, too.” She leaned in close, pressing her forehead against Ms Virtue’s. “I hate to be the bearer of bad news, but crime actually does pay. Pays very well, in fact.”

“When I get out of these chains, Ivanka, I’m going to teach you a lesson in humility.”

The beautiful Russian grabbed the back of the heroine’s neck, pulled her face closer, and claimed her lips in a deep, lingering lipstick kiss. A kiss that made Ms Virtue moan. She hated how good it felt.

“Au contraire, ma petit,” Ivanka purred in French. “I’m about to give you a lesson in power and humility. Sexual power. Deep humiliation. Domination and submission. It will be a lesson that reverberates through your soul, through the rest of your life.”

“I think you will be sadly disappointed,” she snarled.

Vlad, Lev, Alexei, and Leonid came hurrying up, all carrying chains. They started by removing the captured celebrities from their chains, only to handcuff their wrists behind their backs, place hobble chains around their ankles, and then stuffed ball-gags in their mouths. One by one, Jenny, Ariana, Miranda, Irina, and Baylee were shuffled away and out to the van. Then, with Leonid and Alexei helping her, Ivanka stripped off the heroine’s corset-teddy suit, before shackling Ms Virtue’s booted legs, binding them in a hobble chain. Then her arms were released, forced behind her back as she struggled valiantly, before Ivanka snapped handcuffs on her.

“That ought to hold little old depowered you,” the Russian beauty purred, and kissed her again. Then she picked up a riding crop, pinched a nipple, and brought the riding crop down across the heroine’s upper thighs. Thwack!

“Bitch!” she cried, eyes instantly breaming with tears. Thwack! Thwack! “Aaaiiiee.”

Alexei grabbed a fistful of hair at the back of Ms Virtue’s head, forced her to bend over at the waist, and rudely walked her like that. Ivanka followed, raining random riding crop strikes on the hapless heroine’s lower back, buttocks, and thighs. Hot tears flowed, unable to hold them back under that brutal onslaught. Maybe if she was empowered, with her super endurance and quick healing, Ms Virtue could have accepted it stoically.

“Get that little crybaby into the van,” Ivanka sneered.

Ms Virtue was forced up the stairs, and then straight into the back of the van. The other five young women waited on their knees inside, eyes huge and tears flowing. None of them showed any sign of hope. At the moment, Ms Virtue wasn’t feeling hopeful either.

She looked up at the sky in the short trip between the cellar doors and the van. Clear blue sky. No sign of any super heroines. How long would it take for them to arrive? Didn’t matter anymore. Her friends would be too late to save her. Oh, they’d find her phone left behind. And her discarded suit. And they would know her fate.

Alexei forced Ms Virtue into the back of the van, where she had to kneel beside Baylee. She couldn’t even look at the other captives. She failed them so spectacularly. Because of her, they would live out the rest of their lives in misery, as slaves to evil billionaires and dictators.

Once they were all in, the van pulled away. Leonid drove, with the rest of the human traffickers in back. Alexei pulled out his cock, hand still in Ms Virtue’s hair, and pulled her face down into his lap. Ivanka barked a laugh, and swatted her butt especially hard with the riding crop.

Ms Virtue cried out in pain, and got a cock shoved into her mouth in return.

“Mmm,” she heard to her side.

Cutting her eyes over, she saw Baylee not putting up any fight, just sucking Lev’s cock like there was no tomorrow. Beyond her, Miranda was pulled up to straddle Vlad’s lap, riding him hard and fast already. Irina, Ariana, and Jenny watched with big eyes. Then Lev pushed Baylee off his dick, and dragged Irina over by her hair and forced her to start sucking.

Ms Virtue closed her eyes and sucked dick. She had no other choice. Well, she could refuse to cooperate and it would take Alexei forever to come. Best to cooperate and just get it over. So she sucked, working her lips and tongue to best effect. Alexei rewarded her with a mouth full of hot, creamy cum in just a few minutes. And then it got far worse.

“My turn,” Ivanka sneered.

She jerked the heroine over by her hair, forcing her to crawl up between the other woman’s wide spread legs. Ms Virtue swallowed hard when she found her face just inches from the blonde’s naked, waxed pussy. Yeah, Ivanka was going commando under that uber-short skirt.

“You know what to do, Ms Easy Virtue.”

“And if I don’t?”

Ivanka leaned down and kissed her. It quickly turned into an open-mouth kiss, that just stretched on and on. Finally, she released the heroine’s lips to kiss her way down to Ms Virtue’s exposed tits. She kissed, licked, and sucked on those milky globes for a while, while her hands fondled her mercilessly. Then she finally sat back and grinned at the vanquished heroine with wicked glee.

“Makes me horny when you put up a fight, Ms V,” she purred, then bit her lip. Ivanka pointed at another captive. “I will make you watch as I force Ariana to eat out my ass. Is that what you want?”

Ms Virtue reeled back. That vile woman made it her fault what happened to Ariana. So wrong. But, she also couldn’t condemn that poor girl. So she nodded, throat too tight to speak until she cleared it.

“Bitch,” she whispered, light-headed. “Fine. You win.”

The beautiful blonde lowered her face into Ivanka’s crotch. She felt the heat rising against her face. The other woman’s waxed cunt glistened with her arousal. Nether lips pink and plump. Yet, her sex still reeked of urine. Did she just pee or something. It was especially ripe.

“Lick it,” Ivanka sneered, biting her lip.

She looked so damned excited, so pleased with herself. Ms Virtue cursed her luck, pressed forward, and gave that wet pussy a long, firm lick. Licked up the full length of her slit. Then gave it another lick, and another. She used the tip of her tongue to force Ivanka’s folds apart, opening up her drenched slit.

“Mmmm,” Ivanka moaned, watching intently. “That’s how you do it. Don’t stop.”

Ms Virtue just closed her eyes and started licking, nibbling, and sucking on her nether lips. She quickly had her cruel captor squirming, gasping. Her pussy leaked her pre-cum like a sieve, drenching the heroine’s tongue on every lick. So, to get away from that mess, Ms Virtue shifted up to the top of the slit, and concentrated on Ivanka’s engorged clit.

“Oh fuck,” she cried. Then gasped something in Russian. “Right there, cunt! Right there.”

The bound heroine sucked hard on that sensitive nub, sucking it in and out so fast. She tried to vibrate it, and Ivanka bowed up in pleasure. Then she gave her a little nip with her teeth.

“Aaaaggh!” the Russian girl screamed, body quivering. “Oooooooh, yes.”

Ms Virtue returned to licking her even more drenched pussy, pushing hard into her slit, all the way through Ivanka’s afterglow. And then Lev pulled her over to him, forced her face and shoulders down to the floor, and left her butt up high. She groaned when he thrust up into her hot wetness.

“Ooooooh,” Ms Virtue sighed. Yeah, to her shame, it felt that good. Too good.

“Fuck,” Vlad snarled, throwing his phone to the floor. “I just got a text from Constantin. Federal agents just seized our plane.”

They all started speaking Russian. Quite angrily.

The van turned at the next intersection, and they headed out of the city. Trapped in back, getting reamed out from behind, she wasn’t sure in what direction they drove.

Ivanka pulled Ariana over to eat her out next, and Vlad sodomized Jenny. Alexei forced Miranda to give him reverse cowgirl. So the van was filled with the gasps of women, the squelching sound of sex, with road noise underlying it all for the next hour. Ms Virtue wondered if the men all took little blue pills before they left. Everyone but Leonid indulged in nonstop sex, fucking every one of the captives. By the time they came to a stop way out in the country, Ms Virtue was putting on a sex show with Ariana, while Miranda and Jenny 69ed each other, and Baylee sucked on Vlad’s balls.

Ms Virtue knew they’d arrived, because the van was plunged into darkness when it stopped. Leonid got out and opened the side door. He immediately grabbed Miranda King by her long, curly blonde hair. Ms Virtue’s heart went out to the twenty-eight year old pop star. Miranda had just completed her billion-dollar American tour the night before her kidnapping. She was used to being pampered and praised, waited on hand and foot. Now she was just fuck meat for evil men.

Vlad dragged super model Baylee out with him, along with Ariana. Then Lev grabbed Jenny and Irina by their hair, forcing them to walk bent over to either side of him. That left her alone with Ivanka. Ms Virtue knelt before the vicious Russian beauty. Her captor wagged her brows, and lifted up a collar with leash attached.

“Ms Once Virtuous Slavegirl,” Ivanka sneered. “I’m going to enjoy this.”

The vanquished vigilante groaned when she buckled the leather collar snugly around her throat. Then she half-dragged Ms Virtue out of the van and into a dark barn. Ivanka started a slow, sassy strut as she dragged the heroine along behind her. Ms Virtue had no other choice but heel, eyes locked on the savage riding crop in the Russian’s other hand.

She paraded Ms Virtue around the barnyard for a good fifteen minutes, commanding that she strut and swing her hips despite being hobbled. Forced her to do the sexiest, boob and hair jolting struts imaginable. She had to put on quite a show for the few goats, sheep, and one bored looking horse before her mistress led her into the old farmhouse.

Inside, she groaned when she spotted everyone in the living room. The men were all seated, with the women kneeling before them. Ariana and Baylee were sharing Vlad’s cock, sucking and licking. Jenny and Irina were in the middle of the room putting on a rousing sex show. Miranda was bobbing up and down Leonid’s cock, while Lev and Alexei looked like they were about to pounce on Irina and Jenny.

“Stand up,” Ivanka commanded the men. “Ms Virtue, kneel between them.”

The blonde beauty was forced to her knees, Alexei to her left front, Lev to the right front. They pulled out their erections, and she had to alternate between them, sucking and giving head under Ivanka’s supervision. That lasted a few, until she was told to concentrate on Lev’s cock. Alexei stepped behind her, and impaled her on his cock.

“I love the sight and sound of spit-roasted super heroine,” Ivanka purred. “Looks like a million dollar payday to me.”

Wild-eyed, Ms Virtue sucked. She grunted with every deep thrust from Alexei, her body quickly pushed over the top yet again. Divine pleasure erupted, pulsed through her. “Aaagggh!”

“Learn to love it, Ms Virtue,” Ivanka snarled, bringing the riding crop own across her lower back. “This is the rest of your life.”