Ms Patriot: Dark Crusade (Chapter 56) (Patreon)

Chapter 56

Sugar Town, House of Joy, Saturday, 11:20 PM…

The music was loud and energetic. Tanika, there in her Lady Toya guise, thrust her latex-sheathed hips and ground her sex against Master Arnold’s knee on the dance floor. She stared longingly into his dark eyes, biting her lip, while his big hands fondled her naked boobs. Yeah, her halter top had been in her hand for the last five songs.

She’d been at the club since six that evening. Over five hours of dancing, sex, and debauchery. Oh, she hated how much fun she had. But that was definitely her last night there, so she was going for it. Mistress Patriot didn’t arrive until just before nine, with her heroine slavegirls in tow. Men grabbed Silver Girl and Justice Star right away, taking them into the dungeon for long hours of bondage use and abuse. Patriot Girl was the favorite of the female members, and couples. Some jokingly called her Unicorn Girl because of all the couples that hired her.

Mistress Patriot proved to be in mood. Not a good one, either. She immediately forced Lady Spite and Madam Vu to put on a sex show. Then took command and directed a dozen men in gangbanging the dominatrixes. While that was the first time Lady Toya had witnessed it, others said it wasn’t that uncommon for her to go after other dominatrixes when in a bad mood. 

What has happened inside that poor woman’s head? Lady Toya wondered. She cut a sharp look at Tabby, entertaining a member across the parlor. What did Mistress Tabitha do to her? How did she break her psyche so thoroughly?

Mistress Patriot knew what ultimately broke her. And she was free to do it to any heroine she captured and subjugated. Justice Star was broken quite fast, and was now utterly subservient and submissive. Eager to please, in fact. It was all so unsettling.

Just after ten, Lady Toya had gotten control of Justice Star, and was just seconds from getting Silver Girl, too, when Madam Vu swooped in and snatched up Silver Girl for a two man, one girl sex show for the membership. On Mistress Patriot’s orders. The blonde beauty was a club favorite when it came to the live sex shows. She seemed to get into them more than the other two former heroines. 

Mistress Patriot is going to force me to wait until the wee hours to pull this off.

More worrisome was the club’s owner had no set schedule. She came when she wanted, and then left with her heroine slaves when she wanted. So she could decide to leave at any moment and force the heroines to reset and try again.

So Lady Toya made Justice Star lick her boots and pussy while she watched Silver Girl’s performance. A middle-aged billionaire claimed her as soon as the show ended, foiling Lady Toya’s plans. She had to release Justice Star back into the wild, watching two men lead her back into the dungeon.

To expend her frustrated energy, the undercover heroine jumped on the dance floor. She’d spent the last hour just dancing and cavorting on the dance floor. But then she spotted both Silver Girl and Justice Star side-by-side, kneeling, and tied to the wall. Now ready for any master or mistress to take command of them.

Quickly putting her halter back on while she strode over, Lady Toya signaled Lady Spite.

“Excuse me, but I’d like to hire them both and take them upstairs for a private threesome.”

Lady Spite nodded, making a note on her phone. Lady Toya’s account would be charged for an expensive session with both, plus a room fee.

It’ll take me a whole night of whoring to pay for this. She watched Lady Spite put leashes on both of their collars. Worth it.

Lady Toya tingled all over. Inside and out, really. She struggled to keep her breathing normal, to act casual and in control of herself. To act like a confident, dominant woman. 

“Okay, girls, I’m going to ball-gag you, bind your arms, and hobble you,” she said, wagging her brows. “After I parade my hot little cunts around, showing you off in all your bound glory, we will go upstairs for a very passionate session of girl-on-girl-on-girl.”

Silver Girl nodded, looking excited. Justice Star just smiled and accepted what she was told. They rose to their booted feet when she tugged on the leashes. Both had arrived in full costume, sans mask. Now they were down to just their collars, gloves, and boots.

“Heel, slaves.”

Lady Toya headed for the side table with the BDSM paraphernalia in the parlor. She scanned the table, spotting red, white, black, and pink ball-gags, riding crops, strap-ons, and a myriad of colorful dildos.

“Slaves, put this on me,” she commanded, picking up a strap-on with a ten-inch hot pink dildo attached. She smiled when both of their eyes widened. But neither objected, and quickly had the sex toy buckled around her snugly. “Very good. Now, put hobble chains on each other, and make it pretty.”

There were quite a few members watching. They obviously thought they were about to get a sexy sex show. Not going to happen, but the thought kind of excited her, too.

Damn, less than a week and this place is already starting to corrupt me.

Was that how kinksters were born? Men and women just wanted to try something different, and then got caught up in the hedonistic maelstrom? The tawdry side of life, and sex, always had it’s appeal to her. Didn’t it tempt everyone? Sating those dark desires was the problem. It just dragged her deeper and deeper into the gutter. 

“Wait,” Mistress Patriot called, striding towards them.

Both slavegirls dropped to their knees, heads down.

Lady Toya froze. Heart hammering. Now was not the time for that woman to dip her toe in. She already knew Mistress Patriot was going to ruin all of her plans. Probably take both slaves away for some other nasty, trashy sex act. Almost everyone was watching now, eager to see what Mistress Patriot did to the poor slaves.

This sucks greasy balls.

“Why do you have both girls?”

“I hired them for a private session upstairs, Mistress Patriot.”

The raven-maned beauty stopped before her. Lady Toya watched with bated breath as the head dominatrix looked her over, then both kneeling slavegirls. A calculating look spread across her lovely face as she looked around the room.

“Threesome, huh?” she whispered. “Fine. But not private. Up on stage. We all want to watch.”

“But…”

“No charge,” Mistress Patriot said. “And you can have them tomorrow night for free, and very private.”

The crowd was happy and eager. Lady Toya saw all her careful plans flame up and away. They would have to try again Sunday night. If Mistress Patriot even showed up. She had heard that the former heroine usually took Sunday off.

Dammit. Dammit. Dammit.

Aloud, though, she smiled and said, “Of course, Mistress Patriot. Thank you. That’s very generous.”

Lady Toya led the slavegirls over to the main parlor’s stage, with the stripper pole dead center. She led them up the steep, shallow steps, and strutted to the middle. 

“Start off dancing sexy,” Mistress Patriot said. “All three of you.”

Lady Toya hesitated. Mistress Patriot was going to treat her like a slutty slavegirl. Her gut clenched, but there wasn’t anything she could do. If she refused then she might be expelled and lose her access to the captured heroines.

Justice Star and Silver Girl never hesitated. They began strutting and gyrating around like slutty sex kittens should. Silver Girl took to the stripper pole like a pro. Justice Star shook her naked tits at the crowd, licking her lips sensually. Lady Toya started out more sedately, but writhing sexily up on stage, running her hands all over her spectacular body. That was until someone shouted, “Show us your tits, Toya!”

She reached back and unfastened her skimpy top, tossing it to the side as she shimmied before the appreciative audience. The two slaves suddenly started strutting all around the stage, making their stilettos clack loudly, making their silky hair and firm tits bounce enticingly. Then Silver Girl pressed up behind Justice Star, who turned her face back and around so they could enjoy a lingering lipstick kiss. 

Justice Star bent over as the waist, playing with her boobs, while Silver Girl grabbed her hips and simulated banging her. A few butt swats later, she motioned Lady Toya over.

The undercover heroine smiled tightly, but strutted over to cheers. She moved up behind Justice Star, guided her strap-on to the slave’s hot, wet pussy, and mounted her like a boss.

“Ugggh!” Justice Star cried. “Oh yes. Yes! YES!”

“Ride her like a cowgirl, baby,” Silver Girl cried, then cupped Justice Star’s chin and pulled her up and extended her tongue. The brunette’s tongue came out and they tongue wrestled for everyone’s pleasure. “Mmm.”

Lady Toya held onto Justice Star’s hips, slamming that massive strap-on into her slick sex. Her hips slapped loudly against the young beauty’s butt cheeks, making both women’s flesh quiver like jelly. Then Silver Girl stood up and stepped away from the other slavegirl. The enslaved blonde then pressed up to Lady Toya and claimed her lips in a deep, passionate kiss. 

Silver Girl dropped to her knees behind the dominatrix, found the zipper running up and down her latex pants’ butt crack. It was a sexy thing to give the illusion of accessibility, that Lady Toya never wanted to use. But Silver Girl unzipped her, and immediately wiggled a finger up her butt hole.

“Ooooh,” she cried, head rolling back.

“She likes that,” Mistress Patriot shouted gleefully. “Finger fuck that ass!”

The blonde slavegirl added a second finger, intensifying the stimulation that more than double. Lady Toya’s thrusting faltered, as she groaned and clenched her anus tight around the invading fingers. Silver Girl wasn’t stopped. To counter, she added a third finger. And that proved too much.

“Aaaaggh!” Lady Toya screamed. Her hot, fluttery insides just erupted without warning. Not even that usual rise to climax. Just BANG! And then she came again. “Aaaagggh!”

The busty African-American stumbled back a step, pulling out of Justice Star. The brunette turned, dropped to her knees, and went down on that massive strap-on like it was a proper cock. Silver Girl giggled, but quickly unfastened the strap-on. She pulled it off Lady Toya, allowing her to stumble to the side and fall to all fours. Justice Star continued to suck dildo, so the blonde palmed the back of her head and forced her to deep-throat the fake dick.

The crowd cheered and applauded. 

“Good girl,” Silver Girl shouted in a taunting tone. She pushed Justice Star off the strap-on, turned, and dropped to her knees behind Lady Toya. “Domme to submissive in one thrust!”

Lady Toya’s head popped up, eyes huge when Silver Girl pressed the strap-on to her anus. 

“Nonono!”

“No?”

“No!”

“Okay,” the slave said, guided the massive attached dildo down to the dominatrix’s slit, and pushed up against the entrance. “Take it like a big girl!”

The former heroine thrust hard and deep. That strap-on plunged into Lady Toya’s pussy. Stretched her tight little hole out to the max. Her back bowed, jaw dropped, and she wailed. Silver Girl reached for her hair, but it was all up under her stiff leather cowl. So the slave palmed the top of her head, fingers down on her forehead, and pulled that head way back as she thrust that dildo in hard and fast.

“Oooooooo,” Lady Toya groaned, eyes fluttering closed.

“Someone likes a big dick more than she wants to admit,” Mistress Patriot laughed. “Trash that pussy!”

Justice Star crawled around in front of Lady Toya. She took the beautiful black woman’s face in both hands, tilted her head, and sank into a passionate, open-mouth kiss that rocked Tanika’s world.

“Mmmm,” Lady Toya and Justice Star moaned.

Her body started to tremble. Lady Toya found it harder and harder to think. Her insides had already melted into fluttery hot mush. That strap-on was pounding her mercilessly. Pushing her closer and closer to another bitch taming climax.

If I don’t get out of this, they will force me into the Curse!

The three heroines would definitely recognize it when she was dragged down into the Curse of the Valkyrie. And they would know she was one of them. The only question would be was she Purple Avenger or Uber Girl. Well, not hard to figure out. She was more than a decade older than Uber Girl.

And then her insides erupted yet again. “Aaagggh!”

“Yea, baby!” Silver Girl cried, whipping her long blonde hair around. “Riding Lady Toya like a boss slave! Wahoo!”

Lady Toya felt the slave’s delicate hand tighten atop her head, around her leather, helmet like cowl. And then the slave’s whole body jerked as she climaxed from the excitement.

“Aaaggh!” Silver Girl screamed.

At the same time, the blonde yanked back hard, pulling Lady Toya’s cowl completely off. The crowded cheered as the shapely black woman’s heart skipped a beat, breath caught, and panic consumed her.

“What the…?” Mistress Patriot said, stepping closer. “Is that? It is! Grab her! That’s Tanika Grayson. Purple Avenger!”