Ms Patriot: Dark Crusade (Chapter 51) (Patreon)

Chapter 51

Jade Manor, Wednesday morning…

Jennifer sat at her desk, sipping tea, and studied spreadsheets. She was dressed for a day of business: Snug white top with a high collar and an asymmetric boob window, pink pencil skirt stretched tightly around her thighs, and pink stiletto pumps.

She shifted, wiggled her stressed out butt, and crossed her legs the other way. Staring at computer screens all day had never been a joy. Just a necessity of the job. And now she had two jobs: CEO of Jade Enterprises and Head Mistress of the House of Joy.

The sound of stilettos outside in the hallway pulled her eyes up. A smile spread across her face. She recognized Lynda stride, accompanied by another set of male footsteps. Tyrone? Ozzy? Miles? 

Lynda came through the open door first, dressed in a tight electric blue dress and heels. The man she escorted was unfamiliar. He looked poor. Rough. Uncouth. Dressed like a construction worker. She noticed his eyes locked on Lynda’s butt as he followed her.

When he turned to Jennifer, his eyes widened. A look of awe spread across his face before he caught himself and shut it down. She lifted a brow at him, then turned to her chief lieutenant.

“What do we have here, Lynda?”

“Jack Cochran claims to have acquired something we’re interested in,” Lynda said, giving him a sharp look. “But he won’t tell me what. He wants to talk to you.”

Jennifer turned to the man. Not young. Not old. He’d obviously lived a hard life, so he could be anywhere between thirty and fifty. His muscle tone suggested he was on the younger side.

“So, what is so important that you must speak directly to me, sir?”

“Last night me and some of my friends saw three heroines crash land in an alley about a block or so from the House of Joy,” he said. 

She perked up, remembering how Ninja Girl, Shewolf, and Omega Girl had tried to penetrate her sex club’s penthouse. Omega Girl flew them up and away super fast, so she thought her Bliss Blasters had failed to fire quickly enough.

“Which heroines?”

“Shewolf, Omega Girl, and Ninja Girl,” he said. “We found them fucking like alley cats, totally blissed out of their minds.”

“Yes, we did bliss them!”

“You did, and then we jumped on them,” Jack said. “Me and my boys had a little fun… Okay, a lot of fun with them, then we recorded unmasking them.”

“Well, they didn’t want to give up their real names, so we fucked them stupid and they sang like song birds,” he said, grinning. “Omega Girl’s real name is Jill Green. Shewolf’s real name is Sofia Garza. And Ninja Girl is Kameko Moto.”

Jennifer jotted those names down on a pad. 

“I assume you came here to sell them to me,” she said, smiling.

“Sorta,” Jack said. “I am speaking to you first because I love the idea of heroines as your BDSM sex slaves. I’ll go get Pimp Daddy’s offer after I see you, and then pick the best offer.”

Jennifer bowed her back just a little, thrusting out her boobs. His breath caught, eyes dropping to stare. Then she licked her lips, pulling his eyes up. Such a look of desire filled his eyes. Oh, he wanted a taste.

She sensually rose to her feet. He stood just a little taller than her, so she pressed up close and tilted her face up. Bit her lip. 

“Sooo, Jack. Do you really need to speak to that man? Will Pimp Daddy kiss you like this?”

Jennifer pressed her full pink lips to his, opening his mouth with her own. Their tongues danced in her mouth a long moment. His hands stroked her hair, squeezed and caressed her butt, and copped one brief feel. 

“Do you think Pimp Daddy will be so grateful that he’d kneel before you and suck your dick?”

The raven-maned beauty dropped to her knees before the street thug. She unzipped his jeans, before catching and holding his eyes. Then she pulled out his erection, teased the pisshole with her tongue, before wrapping her glossy pink lips around the crown.

“Oooh,” Jack sighed. “That’s nice. I think you have one up on him, Ms Jade.”

“Mmm,” she moaned, giving intense head. She pulled off with a pop. “Please call me Jennifer.”

She went down on him, sucking him with all her hard-earned talent and abilities. Jack might’ve lasted another minute. But he exploded in her hot, wet mouth with a gusty sigh. Jennifer pulled off, showed him the cum in her mouth, and then swallowed as he watched with a big grin.

“I’d like them delivered to me at the House of Joy, this evening,” she said. “My members will be so excited.”

“We haven’t agreed upon a price.”

“Name your price,” she said. “And I’ll add a night in my bed with each of them.”