Ms Patriot: Dark Crusade (Chapter 57) (Patreon)

Chapter 57

“Nonono!” Purple Avenger cried.

Mistress Patriot and three bouncers charged the main stage. Silver Girl was lost in sex, still pegging the hell out of Lady Toya, while Justice Star looked around in confusion. The undercover super heroine froze, partly from panic and partly from the intense pleasure. And then Silver Girl forced her to climax again.

“Aaaagh!”

Her back bowed, head thrown back as she screamed her profound pleasure. Waves of hot tingles washed through her shapely body, leaving her weak as a kitten as her enemies descended upon her. She understood the danger, yet her mind was too sluggish with orgasmic pleasure to care enough.

“Noooo!” she wailed as Mistress Patriot laid black latex sheathed hands on her. Punch and Ozzie arrived next, shoving the two enslaved heroines aside before seizing the African-American beauty’s arms. “Goddess save me!”

“No succor for you, my pretty,” Mistress Patriot sneered, and then hauled off and slapped her.

Thwack!

“You belong to me now, Tanika ‘Purple Avenger’ Grayson.”

Thwack!

“Say it.”

Thwack!

“Say it, bitch. You belong to me.”

“Fuck you,” Purple Avenger snarled, her mind starting to clear and strength returning to her limbs. She struggled in vain for a moment. “You won’t get away with this, Mistress Pa… Jennifer.”

Mistress Patriot flinched back at her real name. So even after being unmasked and exposed to the world, and then becoming evil herself, Mistress Patriot remained sensitive about her name.

“We need to take her into the dungeon and get that super bitch locked down in a playstation before she finds a way to escape,” Tyrone said, stopping beside his boss. “Then we can properly initiate her into sexual slavery.”

“You’re half, maybe three-quarters right, Tyrone,” Mistress Patriot said. “She absolutely has to be bound before we fuck her into oblivion. Fuck her soundly into the Curse of the Valkyrie, but I want her bound to that stripper pole so everyone can watch Purple Avenger’s last stand, and her shameful fall into BDSM debauchery.”

“What is wrong with you?” Purple Avenger cried, eyes huge. “What did Mistress Tabitha do to you that caused you to become so evil?”

Mistress Patriot laughed, hands on well-rounded hips. “What did Tabby do? She did exactly what I’m about to do to you, what was done to Patriot Girl, Silver Girl, and Justice Star. She stripped away the facade of a righteous super heroine and released my true heart, my inner whore. Tabby unleashed the wickedness within, and I have reveled in it every second of every day since.”

“As you will,” Patriot Girl said, coming up with a professional grade camera. The former sidekick wore only boots, gloves, and a sheen of sweat. She aimed the camera at Purple Avenger and started recording. “This is going to be your greatest sex tape ever, Assistant DA Tanika Grayson.”

“Secure her to the pole,” Mistress Patriot commanded. “Silver Girl, I want that strap-on around my hips.”

Purple Avenger wiggled and writhed, struggling with all her depowered might and skill, but the two bouncers were evil pros. She tried with all her heart, but couldn’t break free of their grip. So the busty beauty was forced to stand with her back to the stripper pole, wrists crossed and above her head while Ozzie and Punch bound them in place. At the same time, Justice Star wrapped a rope around her waist and the pole to hold her in place as well. Her long, shapely booted legs were left free.

The men finally stepped back to admire their work. The beautiful heroine’s struggles made her sweat-shiny flesh quiver like jello, while her heavy, pillow tits flounced around and jostled for everyone’s entertainment. The members watched raptly, many with their mouth’s open and eyes filled with desire.

Tyrone, Ozzie, and Punch started stripping. Purple Avenger froze, back bowed, eyes huge. Her jaw dropped as reality forced it’s icy grip upon her heart. She was captured. Unable to escaped. And they were going to do precisely what Mistress Patriot commanded.

I’m a goner if they succeed in forcing me into the Curse, she thought.

While the men stripped and Silver Girl helped her mistress put that hot pink strap-on dildo around her shapely hips, Justice Star pressed up to the helpless heroine. The debased and broken beauty started kissing her, fondling her heaving breasts. Felt so nice. Too good. One hand dropped down between Purple Avenger’s legs, rubbing circles vigorously around her already climaxed, tingly wet pussy. 

Soon, both women were moaning and groaning, their passion flaring. Purple Avenger struggled to control her libido. But after two climaxes, her hold on her own body was tenuous at best. Her Valkyrie body wanted what it wanted. She started grinding her pussy against Justice Star’s hand.

“Look at her go,” Mistress Patriot purred. “I’m not surprised. Purple Avenger was broken already, forced into prostitution of her own free will. She’s been debased and defiled a long time. Only the thinnest veneer of respectability remained. And now we can all see her wild, wicked inner whore.”

“I’ll bring out her inner whore,” Tyrone said, eyes narrowing as he stared at her jostling tits.

Mistress Patriot threw an arm out to stop the bouncer. “No. Let Punch and Ozzie have her first. They seized her and tied her up. We’ll let them go first.”

Purple Avenger turned to Punch. He was naked as the day he was born. But that didn’t matter to the heroine. Her dark eyes locked on his erection. It was long, thick, and had a decided curve.

“Hot damn!” Punch shouted. He shoved Justice Star aside, squared off on the wild-eyed heroine, and grinned. “Just you and me now, babe.”

Punch grabbed her face with both hands and kissed her. Quite aggressively. “Mmm, tastes like defeated super cunt.”

The massive bouncer kissed back to her ear, then down her neck. Reaching her tits, he started by sucking on erect nipples, before motorboating her. His hands squished and squashed her tits the entire time, roughly and painfully. Not an ounce of gentleness or sensuousness. All she could do was gasp and cry out, body wiggled helplessly for his pleasure. And then he grabbed her meaty butt, lifted her just enough for her stiletto-heeled feet to rise off the floor, and thrust up into her hot, tight wetness.

“Uggggh!”

“She liked that,” Ozzie cried. “Ha ha, what a slut whore.”

Justice Star pressed up behind her, reaching around to fondle her tits while Punch thrust up into her body like there was no tomorrow. The other heroine pulled Purple Avenger’s face to the side and claimed her lips at the same time. Trapped between those two, the hapless heroine squirmed and writhed, bucking as she moaned and groaned her distress and pleasure. Soon the distress and fear faded, replaced by pure carnal pleasure.

Oh Goddess, save me, she thought, her mind slowing and sluggish. The Curse is about to take me forever. Forever Mistress Patriot’s fuck toy slave.

No super heroine ever wanted her career to end like that. But Silver Girl and Justice Star had already climaxed her multiple times on that stage, and that left her even more vulnerable to sexual exploitation. And then Justice Star forced her mouth open, thrusting in her tongue. 

“Mmmm,” she moaned, her own tongue starting to tease and wrestle Justice Star’s.

Punch shifted, just a little. But the angle of penetration changed. Perfection! His curved cock started hitting her special spot. Over and over. Her breath caught every time he hit it. Her head started rocking, breaking away from the other enslaved heroine’s lips.

“Oh Goddess! Oh Goddess!” she cried.

“Fuck her harder, Punch,” Mistress Patriot said. “You’ve almost broken and tamed her.”

“Mercy!”

“No mercy for you, heroine,” the evil, Turned heroine sneered, pressing up beside her.

Mistress Patriot claimed her lips, while both her and Justice Star fondled her tits, and Punch thrust into her hot, tight pussy like a man possessed. Every thrust sent the most intense sensations reverberating through her mind and body.

“Oh Goddess, I can’t…” the hapless heroine gasped out between kisses. “Too much. Too… Too…”

Her pussy clamped down on Punch. Tighter than it ever clamped down before. Her back bowed, eyes rolling up, and her insides erupted with pure, unadulterated pleasure.

“Aaaaggh!” 

“You are just a slave,” Mistress Patriot whispered din her ear. “My obedient slavegirl.”

“You are weak and pathetic,” Justice Star whispered in her other ear. “You are unworthy of being a super heroine, or even being a free woman. You were born to just please men with your body.”

“Oooooh,” she sighed, body trembling out of control and pleasure even as waves of orgasmic pleasure continued to wash through her oversexed body with every deep, powerful thrust of Punch’s cock. “So much pleasure. I am pleasure.”

“You live to please me, and the men I give you to.”

“Live to please,” she gasped. Her big brown eyes fluttered open, locking with Mistress Patriot’s baby blues. “Yours.”

“Yes, Tanika, you are mine. My obedient little slavegirl.”

“Yes. Must obey…mistress…Oooooooh.”

Punch thrust in, fully sheathed within her body, and released with a triumphant cried. Purple Avenger’s body convulsed again as another powerful forced climax consumed her. Eyes rolling up, she bucked and cried out over and over.

“Next,” Mistress Patriot said. “Good job, Punch. You fucked her stupid. Now let’s see if Ozzie can seal the deal, and put her under my thumb forever.”

Everyone paused to watch as Punch slowly pulled his still hard cock out. Viscous cum flowed out behind the retreating dick, splattering on the floor between the captured heroine’s booted feet. Purple Avenger gasped, feeling so empty.

Without being told, Justice Star and Silver Angel dropped to all fours and each took a booted foot. They started licking boot, licking that cum off Purple Avengers black boots. And then to the heroine’s horror, they turned their full attention on the puddle of cum and started lapping that up.

Will I have to do that too?

Once they cleaned everything up, Ozzie pressed up against the bound beauty. He claimed her lips immediately. Purple Avenger no longer possessed the mental or emotional wherewithal to resist. She returned his kisses with equal fervor, all while Mistress Patriot whispered words of submission and obedience into her ear. He spent a lot longer playing with her tits that Punch, before he finally grabbed her butt, and Mistress Patriot guided his enormous cock straight into her snatch.

“Uggh,” she cried, eyes fluttering closed. Purple Avenger’s body was still quivering from the previous climax, so Ozzie felt amazing thrusting into her. No pain at all, just pure pleasure. Her long legs came up and wrapped around him, trying to get him in even deeper. “Oh, yes. Yes. Yes.”

“That’s how you do it, my friend,” Mistress Patriot purred. “Fuck her into ultimate submission. Bring out her inner slavegirl. Make her the perfect fuck girl.”

Ozzie’s big hands were all over her tits, up in her hair, as he just indulged in every inch of her body while fucking her. The hapless heroine’s body responded to perfection, bucking and writhing as she grunted with every deep thrust into her tight pussy. And that pussy got so damned tight around him, milking him of every tiny bit of pleasure.

“Yes,” she cried out, “Oh yes. Yes. Fuck me. Fuck. Me!”

“Fuck her, Ozzie!” Mistress Patriot commanded. “She’s almost completely broken. This little fuck bitch will be lost in the Curse with just one more climax.”

Purple Avenger gasped, eyes huge. She knew in the most primal way that Mistress Patriot was correct. She was already dancing on the edge of the Curse. Their enticing words of submission and obedience so alluring. She so wanted to obey, to be the woman Mistress Patriot wanted. But just a tiny threat of sanity held on, and Ozzie was quickly flaying it to nothing.

“Goddess!” she screamed, feeling that rise to climax welling up. “I am unworthy!”

Ozzie pushed her over the top. Her body thrummed with the most incredible sensations washing through her over and over as her insides convulsed. That climax stole her thoughts, her dreams, her most basic desires. And then her thoughts stilled, mind blank as she screamed her pleasure.

“Aaaagggh!”

Silver Angel and Justice Star pressed up to either side, whispering words of submission and obedience. The climaxed and tamed beauty took it all in, not fighting at all. She could almost feel her mind rewiring. Changing her personality, her very essence. And she welcomed it. Reveled in her wonderful pleasure. Her life was to please and obey. Nothing more. Please and obey.

Ozzie forced her to climax four times before he came. Then she was released from the stripper pole to fall to all fours. Mistress Patriot knelt behind her, and mounted her with that massive strap-on. Pegged the once proud super heroine. A moment later, Tyrone guided his long, fat cock into her mouth.

“Mmmmm,” Purple Avenger moaned, hungrily, eagerly sucking that big dick. “Mmmmm.”