Ms Virtue: A Bold Beauty (Chapter 17) (Patreon)

Chapter 17

“Mmm. Mmm. Mmm.”

Scott tightened his grip deep in her soft blonde hair, at the back of her skull, and jerked Ms Virtue’s head back. She gasped, body shuttered again, and then she released a soft, wanton groan of unadulterated pleasure. Then he shoved her face back down into the pillow, while he slammed into her hot, tight, wetness.

“Oh baby,” she gasped breathlessly. “Oh baby, baby. Do it again.”

Her body trembled with pleasure. The heroine’s skin glowed in the soft morning light, shiny with sweat. Pink nipples flushed with blood, so hard and erect. The young beauty’s right hand strummed her clit vigorously as he fucked her. Scott palmed her left tit, giving it a firm squeeze, and then jerked her back up off the pillow again.

“Oooooh baby.”

Ms Virtue’s baby blues rolled up, mouth open as she reveled in the feel of long, thick cock pistoning into her pussy. Every deep, deep thrust pushed her a little closer to ultimate bliss. And it wasn’t the first of that morning. Or the fifth, even. Actually, she couldn’t remember how many times she’d climaxed since she woke him in the pre-dawn with a blowjob.

She’d thought that BJ would be the end of their weekend. Scott didn’t agree, keeping her busy another few hours. Yeah, he popped little blue pills all weekend, including with his morning coffee that Monday morning.

The heroine had almost gotten away just after eight. She was freshly showered, made up nicely, and ready to fly. But their good-bye kiss lingered… And he dragged her back into bed for another two hours. So far.

“Oh! Oh! Oh baby. Yes,” she cried, body suddenly surging to climax. “Just like that! Don’t stop! Please don’t sto… Aaaaggh! Ooooh, yes. Yes!”

“Do you want to stay with me another day and night?” he asked.

“Yes. I do,” she gasped, body quivering like crazy as her climax reverberated through her hot, sweaty body. He continued to thrust into her, ceaselessly. Like a machine. A wonderful, lovely machine. “Oooh, but I can’t. I have to go home. I have…oooooh… responsibilities.”

Scott pulled out. Before he came. Her eyes widened. That meant one of two things…

“Aaaiiieee! Oh, I’ve told you a hundred times,” she gasped out, frozen in place impaled with a cock up her butt. “Warn a girl before sodomizing her.”

“Hey, I’ve butt fucked you three times this morning already,” he said. “You’re loose and should know my evil ways by now.”

“So evil. Mmmm. Yes, so wonderfully wicked.”

He chuckled, jerking her head back again. Then he released her tit to swat her firm, round butt.

Thwack!

“Yes. Again.”

Thwack! Thwack!

“Oooooh, you make me so crazy.”

“Do you love me yet?”

She froze. Bit her lip. “No comment.”

He laughed. “Good enough.”

Ms Virtue didn’t love him, but she couldn’t deny strong feelings after the weekend they had together. It was the most sex she’d ever had, her alter ego Adrienne had a pair of really epic hook-ups. One in college, and the other last summer in Mykonos, Greece.

Thwack!

“Oh! That was a hard one.”

That was the hardest spank all weekend. And that from a man who loved to spank her. Then he really started slamming it home. Scott went wild on her ass, swatting her butt over and over, jerking her hair, reaming out her ass like a mob boss should.

“Aaagggh!” she screamed, insides erupting yet again. “Oh. Oh! Aaaaaggh!”

Scott accidentally pulled out in his frantic fucking, and shot hot cum all over her red, stinging butt cheeks. Ms Virtue gasped and cried out, and then collapsed into a huffing, puffing mess beneath him.

“That’s it. I can’t take anymore,” she croaked out. “It’s going to take a week to recover.”

He leaned down and kissed her flushed cheek. “You are always welcome to come back for some of the hair of the dog.”

“You wish,” she said. “Please, get off me. I’m so late.”

Ms Virtue crawled out from under the handsome mob boss, and then staggered into the bathroom. She paused to look herself over in a full-length mirror. She only wore her golden tiara, white and gold bracers, and white patent thigh boots with the golden strip up the front. Her eyes scanned her reflection’s sweat-shiny body, pink nipples so erect, butt cheeks glowing red. A splash of white cum lay across her butt, slowly drooling down to her thighs.

She grimaced, and quickly soaked a wash cloth. The heroine scrubbed her butt clean, then wiped down her boobs. Still feeling sticky between her legs and across her butt, she crossed her arms and whispered the magic word.

“Virtue.”

Golden light flashed, and she stood there in her Adrienne persona. Her True Self. Her costume was gone, her regular body wearing a white flower print tube dress. She’d forgotten about that outfit.

I’ll have to change when I get home.

Crossing her arms again, “Virtue.”

Another flash, and Ms Virtue stood there in full costume. The magic took the suit dangling in her hand and put it on her properly. The transformation also left her body pristine. Her butt cheeks were healed, so no longer bright red. It felt divine to be clean. Though, her sex still throbbed and tingled, feeling so hot and wet.

It really might take a few days to recover from this weekend, she thought, looking herself in the eyes. Mostly emotionally.

After touching up her lips, Ms Virtue stepped out of the bathroom as she shouldered the pack. Scott stood waiting in nothing but cotton boxers. She straight-armed him when the mob boss tried to close for a kiss.

“Not making that mistake again,” she said, giggling nervously. “You’re a dangerous man, Scott Jeremy.”

“One of my many charms,” he said. He caught and held her eyes. “Remember, I know a lot about the dealing so of city’s underworld. You know what the price is for tips. I’m always available to, um, help you.”

She stepped back. That was unexpected. Had she gotten under his skin? Could she, maybe, rehabilitate him? How far would Scott go to be with her? And more importantly, was it socially acceptable to use her sexual favors to rehabilitate a mobster?

“Okay. I’ll keep that in mind,” she said, afraid to commit herself further. “Good-bye.”

Ms Virtue strode out of his bedroom door before he could stop her. He didn’t even try, which kind of hurt a little. Why wasn’t he trying to keep her there? Why should she care?

She shook her head to clear those disturbing thoughts. As she started down the main stairs in front, movement down the hall caught her attention. It was Alexei Popov. Was he waiting for her to leave?

Her gut clenched at the thought of Alexei. Seeing him brought back the memories of the many times he’d used and abused her. Yet, that last session ended with him giving her the key to freedom. He was always Scott’s mole within the Russian slavers.

Goosebumps spread across her shoulders when he passed behind her. She was halfway down the stairs, but stopped. One thing was unresolved.

I really should thank him. Dammit.

Ms Virtue turned around and headed back up. She noticed Scott’s bedroom door was open. She’d closed it, so that meant Alexei really did go see Scott. She heard them speaking as she approached.

“So, boss, are you going to use all that video I retrieved of me and the Russians fucking, passing around, and gangbanging Ms Virtue?”

She stopped, frozen in place. Wh-What?

“I think you could blackmail her into doing just about anything. Being your bitch. Prostituting herself for you. Just about anything, because that’s some really sick shit we did to her.”

Bile started to rise, even as panic filled her psyche. Was that Scott’s intention all along? To debase, defile, and ultimately subjugate her? Put her under his unmerciful thumb?

“No. Don’t be ridiculous. I really like her,” Scott said. “I mean, we are kind of each other’s nemesis, but, damn, what a woman.”

Ms Virtue’s breath caught. Really?

“But you could still use the video to force her to ignore any crimes our Family commits.”

“No. I don’t think I could force her to do anything.”

Damn right you can’t!

“Besides, she’s very special. And if she catches any member for my Family red-handed, well that’s their own damned fault,” Scott said. “After all, she’s never caught us doing anything. I’m very careful like that.”

She frowned. That was true. The Jeremy Family was the only crime organization in the city that none of the heroines had caught committing crimes.

“I’ll just keep these videos safe from other prying eyes,” Scott said. “We’ll continue with business as usual as to how we deal with the city’s super heroines.”

Realizing their conversation was ending, Ms Virtue lifted up and flew back to the stairs in a rush. She went down in a flash, and was out the door before anyone even knew she was downstairs. Lifting up, the heroine streaked toward the city, and then home.

He’ll probably watch those nasty videos, she thought, cringing a little. Her face heated up. I hope he doesn’t jerk off while watching me.

She shook her head. In truth, she didn’t want to know. Didn’t want to even think about it. Best to just look forward, the future bright ahead of her. But a tiny smile spread her full red lips.

At least Scott has a little respect for me, she thought. And a little chivalrous honor defending me.