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AZURE ANGEL: MISTRESS
By Dark One
Ms Americana's tits popped out.
"Oh! You vile
MAN! How dare you expose Ms Americana's
boobs!" the gorgeous Queen of Justice cried. The wicked little man laughed and turned to
run. The sexy super heroine was too fast
for him, though. A second after he
turned around, she kicked his feet away and had him. "Now you will suffer the wrath of Ms
Americana!"
Azure Angel itched to join the battle. She watched from three stories above,
crouched atop the fire-gutted building.
They were just north of downtown
"Take that, mugger!" Flag Girl cried, kicking
another in the chin. He fell straight back, unconscious and spread eagle on the
street. But another man ran up behind
her and pulled her arms back, and hung on for dear life. He held her long enough for another mugger to
come up and rip off her top.
"Hey! That's not right! I'm a super heroine!"
"Super heroine, my ass," Azure Angel sneered
softly. "Sidekick,
maybe. You're not ready to be a
super heroine like me."
KA-BOOM!
"Holy…!" Azure Angel said, jumping to her feet.
Champion Girl always surprised her with her awesome
power. That thunderous bolt split the air,
and knocked the mugger stripping Flag Girl's top off a good twenty feet. A second later the sexy sidekick broke from
of her captor, and went after him with flying kicks and fists, and her 36Ds
flopping all around.
"Halt!" Champion Girl cried from twenty feet
above the battle.
Ms Americana was slowly pushing the last two men back. She was too fast, too strong for those men,
despite them all being huge, muscular men.
But what Champion Girl saw, but Ms Americana failed to see, was the man
she'd just knocked out wasn't really out.
He rose up behind her, with her costume top in hand. A second later he whipped the top around her
neck, and pulled it tight.
"Stop it," Champion Girl demanded, and shot
another bolt of pure power at the villain.
Crack. Fizzle. She was suddenly out of power. "Oh no."
Azure Angel's big brown eyes went wide. She'd seen Champion Girl run out of power
before, but never so suddenly.
Apparently the young super heroine hadn't been paying attention to how
much power she still had stored, because she dropped from the sky like a rock.
"Ugh!" she cried, landing face first in the
street.
The two men that had been fighting Ms Americana immediately
jumped on Champion Girl. Within seconds
she was handcuffed, and her top was stripped off.
"That's it!" Azure Angel cried. She understood that other super heroines
didn't want her joining their fights. The
Asian Avenger admitted she'd screwed up before, joining fights in such a way as
to surprise and startled the heroines, and thus shift
the momentum of battle. That always
resulted in them ALL being captured, stripped and fucked. Very humiliating for them
all, especially HER. But the tide
had already turned for the super heroines below. "Time to save the
day."
"Uuuuggghhh," Champion
Girl cried out. She was on all fours,
her top and bottoms now gone. One mugger
had mounted her from behind, and she was getting the shit fucked out of her
sweet round ass.
At that second, Ms Americana flipped the man trying to
strangle her. Flipped him right over her
shoulder, and delivered a series of fast, powerful punches to his face that
took him out of the battle. Again. And Flag Girl
was running back toward her fallen comrade, from the opposite direction.
It was four against two super heroines below. And one of the men was busy fucking Champion
Girl. But neither super heroine realized
that the man Flag Girl had been chasing was right behind her, with a blackjack
in hand. As soon as she slowed down, he
would whack her.
As Ms Americana tore into the two men defending their
happily fucking cohort, Azure Angel leapt off the building. She dropped fast, preparing to land on her
feet and immediately starting kicking butt.
Only a super heroine, with her superior body, could leap off such a high
building without fear of death or serious injury. Beside, the Asian Avenger had been practicing
that, and her awesome NINJA fighting skills.
"Wrap them up pretty, boys," a beautiful blonde
woman called, striding out of the park.
She was tall, shapely and completely sheathed in shiny black
leather. Looked like a dominatrix. "Mistress wants to some SUPER pets to
play with."
"Huh?" Ms Americana said, pausing.
"Holy Leather Bound!" Flag Girl cried, stopping. Then seeing the mugger just
behind her, "Hey!"
"What the…?" Azure Angel said, falling fast. A second later, she landed with a loud POP of
her stilettos striking concrete, and dropped into a fighting stance. "Hhaaaiii!"
Ms Americana and Flag Girl both whipped their heads around
toward her. Azure Angel knew in that
instant that she'd done it again. A half
second later, the mugger blackjacked the back of Flag Girl's head. As she cried out and dropped to her knees, the
two men in front of the mad fucker on Champion Girl lashed out at Ms
Americana. One smashed a fist into her
face, the other kicked up into her crotch.
The super sexy Queen of Justice grunted and staggered back,
straight into the newcomer. That leather
bound beauty laughed, reached down and REMOVED the golden power belt around Ms
Americana's waist.
"I've been DE-POWERED!" Ms Americana cried.
"Yes you have," the dominatrix said, seizing a
handful of thick, black hair and jerking Ms Americana's head straight back. The statuesque heroine's red gloved hands
instinctively reached up and back, trying to free her hair. But the blonde dominatrix was a big, buxomy Aphrodite woman just like Ms Americana, and an
expert in handling women brutally.
"Now you belong to me."
Azure Angel took a step to go free Ms Americana, when she
saw the two muggers turn on her, arms cocked to deliver powerful punches to her
face. Then she heard, "Uughh!" from Flag Girl, and cut a look in time to see
the man attacking the stunning sidekick with a blackjack, pounding her into the
ground.
"Uuugggg!"
Azure Angel cried, two fists smashing into the side of her head.
Being a super heroine, the blow hurt, but didn't take her
out. A normal woman, or even a man,
would've been knocked unconscious by such a blow from two very big, very strong
men. Though slightly stunned, she just
staggered back really to gain a second to recover and a chance to drop into a
defensive stance. But instead her
stiletto heeled feet hit the curb, and she suddenly found herself falling fast.
"Ugh!" the Asian Avenger cried, her head striking
an unexpected fire hydrant.
Dazed, her limbs not responding, Azure Angel watched as
Flag Girl was handcuffed, stripped and laid out next
to Champion Girl. Her captor quickly
mounted her round ass, fucking her hard as she started to recover consciousness.
"Hhhhhhhhhhhmmmmmmmmmmmmggggggggggghhhhhhhhh!"
Ms Americana groaned, long and low.
The dominatrix blonde had the statuesque super heroine's
luscious body bent way back. She'd
claimed the vivacious vigilante's full red lips in a passionate lip lock, and
was kissing her while her black gloved hand slipped under the Queen of
Justice's red, white and blue panties.
The dominatrix obviously knew what she was about, rubbing Ms Americana's
hyper sensitive clit. The super sexy
super heroine was helpless, and her mind was now filled with fighting off the
climax that threatened to bring her utterly under the control of her captor.
The two men that hit her grabbed Azure
Angel. They jerked her to her
wobbly feet. A second later, her
matching blue top and bottoms were stripped away, leaving only her red sash,
boots and mask. They handcuffed her, and
she was pushed back to her knees between them.
The man behind her dropped his pants, knelt and shoved his hard cock
between her silky smooth butt cheeks.
"No, anything but the
…AAAAAAASSSSSSS!" Azure Angel cried, feeling his too thick cock
penetrate her anus. It felt like he was
ripping her in half. She gasped,
grunted, back arched and eyes widened.
Then the other man shoved his cock in her wide open mouth. "MMMMmmmmmmmmmmmmggghhh!"
In no time flat, the dick up her ass stopped hurting. Worse, it felt good. Then great. Then, to her eternal shame, if felt
DIVINE! Her curvaceous body became all
tingly, filled with liquid heat and she writhed with pleasure instead of
resistance. She started sucking her
other captor's cock with something resembling eagerness without realizing it,
since most of her thoughts were on the cock driving her WILD.
"Azure Angel, my ass," the man getting sucked off
said. "More like Azure WHORE. Look at how she's sucking my cock! Damn, she's great!"
"Wait! This is
sick," Ms Americana cried beseechingly.
Azure Angel cut her eyes to the left.
She saw Ms Americana being forced to bend over, knees locked straight, hands
handcuffed behind her back, while the dominatrix stood behind her and reached
up and under her shapely ass, to her energized clit. She was still rubbing the Queen of Justice
into la-la land, but now the fifth mugger wanted something, too. He had hold of her head, and was pushing her
face towards his erect, thick cock.
"We can get you the help you so obviously need! No jail, just a short stay in a mental
hospital!"
Ms Americana had the most wonderful look of disbelief on
her gorgeous face. Her baby blues were
wide and staring at that approaching cock.
Her full red, glossy lips were parted, trembling. Her nipples where hard, erect and dark red
from intense blood flow to them. When the dick was half an inch from her lips, her mouth opened
wider to accept it in. Azure
Angel knew at that moment that Ms Americana had already lost the battle against
the Aphrodite Curse. She was AROUSED and
ready.
"Hhhuuuggghhh. Hmmmmmmmggghhh,"
Ms Americana moaned, a thick cock sliding slowly into her mouth, deeper and
deeper until nose was buried deep in a thick mass of pubic hair. Seeing her personal heroine and idyll being
fucked and liking it, pushed the Asian Avenger right up to the brink, a monster
climax ready to rip her last shreds of self-respect, dignity, and will power. She watched as the now wet cock slipped back
out of Ms Americana's mouth, and as her lips reached the head, the oversexed
super heroine's tongue slipped out and rolled around that head, slurping loudly. Licked it. Savored it. And then she gobbled him back down, groaning
wantonly. "Mmmmmm."
That was it. Azure
Angel's eyes crossed, and she lost her battle.
That cock relentlessly pounding her ass, and the other sliding in and
out of her mouth, proved too much. A
climax to end all crashed into her, searing her very soul.
"Hhhhhhhhgggggggggggggggggggggghhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"
she cried around the cock. "Uuuuuuuuggggggggggmmmmmmmmmmmm!"
The gorgeous Asian Avenger's screaming orgasm, though
muffled by a pounding cock, set off all the other super heroines. It was the nail that sealed their fates. First Champion Girl, then Flag Girl, and
finally Ms Americana all climaxed. Loudly.
"Fuck them long and hard, my pets," the
dominatrix purred with pure pleasure.
"Super heroines are the most helpless, most vulnerable when
climaxing. Once they are tamed, then I
can begin molding them into the perfect pets for my kinky pleasures."
"You're plan worked perfectly, Mistress," the man
fucking Flag Girl grunted out.
"Better, actually," the mistress said,
laughing. "I expected our little
mugging spree to attract one MINOR super heroine, like Azure Angel or Amazing
Babe. I never dreamed I'd get FOUR,
including the premier super slut, Ms Americana."
"Mmmmmmm," Azure Angel
cried, climaxing as her cheeks ballooned out, mouth filled to overflowing with
cum. She swallowed all she could, but
some leaked out and dribbled on her naked tits.
Then ass fucker grunted, and filled her butt hole with cum, too. That set off another climax. "Aaaaaaaaaiiiiiiiiiiiieeeeeeeeeee! I've been tamed!"
"Yes you have, Azure Bungler," the dominatrix
said. She laughed, then swatted Ms
Americana's shapely ass. "And so
has this holier-than-thou super slut."
She looked around with pleasure.
All of her men had, or were climaxing.
Ms Americana was slurping furiously, cum dribbling out of her mouth as
she eager drank it down as fast as possible.
"Line them up, boys. One
last thing to do, then they will be my personal property forever and
ever."
The four vanquished vigilantes were forced to knee in line
before the haughty dominatrix villainess.
Ms Americana was first, with Champion Girl next, then Flag Girl and
finally Azure Angel. The blonde
dominatrix walked down the sexy line, stopping to caress the face and kiss the
lips of each helpless heroine, before stopping before Ms Americana.
"Ah, the ultimate prize," she said, cupping Ms
Americana's super model gorgeous, blue-masked face. She then took hold of the edge of the Queen
of Justice's mask. The sexy, super
stacked super heroine gasped, baby blues wide in fear and shock. Then the blonde beauty slowly pulled the mask
off her prisoner's face. "Oh my
God, it's Brenda Wade! Brenda fucking Wade."
"Did she buy the last building your previous dungeon
was in and evict you?" one of the muggers said.
"Yes, she did," she said, eyes triumphant. "In fact, she was bought the last three
buildings I had dungeons in, just so she COULD evict me." She shrugged.
"I guess I shouldn't have said on public TV that I thought she was
born to submit, and I'd like to be the woman that tamed and trained her as a
slave girl."
"True, but looks like you'll get your wish now,
Mistress."
"So true."
"You won't get away with this," Brenda said. "I am a rich and powerful, and RESPECTED
business woman in this city. I will be
missed, and they will leave no stone unturned looking for me."
"Yeah, right," she said. Then she went down the line and unmasked the
other three heroines. Azure Angel was
last. "You're a
nobody, too. Like Champion
Girl. Shame, but at least I have two
famous celebrity bitches to break."
Before Azure Angel, or an of the
other three, could respond, chloroform soaked clothes were pressed over their
mouths and noses. Already weak from
their taming, all four quickly succumbed to the powerful drug. They were loaded into a van, and taken
away. Their discarded costumes and masks
were left on the street, to let the world know they were defeated and gone
forever.
Mistress Matisse spent the next week personally training Ms
Americana. Azure Angel, Flag Girl and
Champion Girl were tied up sexily, leaving all their orifices available to for
men to abuse, and abused them they did. Day in and day out, all night. Fact was, Mistress
Matisse owned a BDSM bondage sex club at the edge of
After a week, Ms Americana made her appearance, and what an
appearance. Azure Angel could only gawk
at her idyll's transformation. She still
wore her bikini and boots costume, but her mistress had altered it. It was all latex now, in the colors black,
gray and white. The white parts of the
costume remained white, but the red became gray and the blue was now
black. Her gloves were now black latex
opera gloves, and her boots shiny black thigh boots, with the white strip up
the front, around the top, and a gold star on the outer sides. Oh yeah, she wore wicked silver spurs,
too. The blue choker was also replaced
with a wide, black leather slave collar.
And she still wore her mask, but now it was a star-spangled
BLACK leather mask.
"My pets, my I introduce the newest staff member of my
kinky little club, Mistress Americana!" Mistress Matisse said
dramatically.
"I see a lot of really bad, bad boys," Mistress
Americana sneered, and cracked her wicked looking whip. "And even more naughty girls, just
begging for a spanking."
Azure Angel gawked a long moment, then turned to Flag Girl,
who was also gawking. They shared a
worried look.
"I think Ms Americana has been turned," Azure
Angel said.
"Holy Corrupters! Mistress Matisse has corrupted and remolded
Ms Americana into a wicked dominatrix like herself!" Flag Girl cried.
"Yes I have,
"It will be my supreme pleasure, Mistress,"
Mistress Americana said, smiling with wicked glee.
For the next two days, Mistress Americana gleefully broke
her super sexy protégé. The beautiful
blonde nineteen year old didn't stand a chance against the dedicated wickedness
of her former mentor. She was broken in
full view of the club's rich patrons, many of whom were friends or
acquaintances of hers. Then the
raven-maned mistress tamed
And then it was Champion Girl's turn. She took three days to break, tame and remold
into a submissive fuck slave, eager to submit and please no matter what anyone
demanded of her. Her only thought was to
PLEASE.
Azure Angel, to her ancestors' shame, broke super fast. In one day she was a panting, submissive fuck
toy. Eager to please,
submissive to a fault. The former
Asian Avenger eagerly sucked, fucked, licked boot and
ass. Anything. Anything at all.
"Mistress Matisse, I give you the yummiest morsel of
them all, slave girl Yumi," Mistress Americana said, her spike-heeled boot
on Yumi's sweet round ass as the slave girl waited on all fours before the top
mistress at the club. Then Mistress
Americana pushed her forward, and Yumi crawled to Mistress Matisse's black
thigh booted feet, and started licking sensuously, moaning and groaning with
pleasure, hands fondling her owner's beautiful boots. "Azure Angel's especially talented with
her tongue, Mistress Matisse."
Azure Angel wished they would decide if they wanted to call
her by her real name, Yumi, or by her super heroine name, Azure Angel. Either one was fine with her. But it got confusing how they continually
switched back and forth in the middle of a conversation. They did the same with Lydia/Flag Girl and
Candi/Champion Girl.
At the moment, though, she was wearing her Azure Angel
costume. Mistress Matisse had left their
costumes on the streets, but she'd forced them to reveal where they kept
spares. So Matisse has ALL of their
spare costumes, including Ms Americana's and Flag Girl's power belts, under
lock and key. They were issued to the
girls to wear on occasion.
"Well done, my pet," Matisse said, enjoying the
show Azure Angel was putting on at her feet.
"Go out and supervise the floor, Mistress Americana. Don’t forget your eight o'clock appointment
with Mayor Fulcrum. Apparently no one
ties him up and spanks him like you."
"Oh, I won't forget, Mistress," Mistress
Americana said, smiling with wicked delight.
"I love abusing politicians more than any others."
"Mmmmm," Azure Angel
groaned, loving the feel of patent leather sliding across her hot, wet
tongue. Matisse's boots had bright red
lacing crisscrossing up the front. She
loved that, too. She thought of it as
texture for her pleasure. But she was
still in the kissing, licking and nuzzling the hard toe of Matisse's boot. Her mistress was squirming, loving how she
stroked and caressed the six inch stiletto heel as she rubbed her face on the
boot leather. Apparently she was the
only one of Matisse's girls who loved their boot licking ritual enough to do
that.
After about fifteen minutes, Matisse ordered her to lick
her way up, and get down to the business of pleasuring her properly. Yumi obeyed with pleasure. She lived to please, and nothing else.
Matisse's legs were bare under the thigh boots. Besides the boots, she wore a black leather
thong, with silver zipper. Above that, a black leather corset and matching leather opera
gloves. She accessorized with a
diamond necklace around her ANKLE, choke chain around her throat, big hoop
earrings and silver bangles around each black leather gloved wrist.
The vanquished and thoroughly tamed vigilante took her time
licking, kissing and nuzzling her way up Mistress Matisse's booted legs. Took ten minutes, and then she unzipped her
thong with her teeth. Matisse loved it
when she did that. Matisse was
completely waxed bare underneath, so no pubic hairs to catch on the zipper. So she only exposed bubblegum pink nether
lips, already glistening with girl juices.
"Mmmm, delish," Azure
Angel groaned, lapping at her sopping wet cunt.
"Don't ignore my ass, my pet," Mistress Matisse
commanded, though groaning with pleasure.
Azure Angel thrust her left index finger up Matisse's vagina, got is
nice and wet, and then pushed it up Matisse's tight sphincter. "Ooooooh,
yes. You're good, my pet. Real good."
"Thank you, Mistress," Azure Angel said, smiling
with delight.
While one had finger fucked her mistress, the other
caressed her firm, super soft butt, her leg and boots. All while she lowered her full red lips to
Matisse's hot snatch and licked her slit from end to end, over and over, until
her mistress began to squirm in her chair.
Then the super sexy, conquered heroine sucked in Matisse's clit and
sucked long and hard.
"YES!" Matisse cried. "Oh, yes! Just like that. Oh, you're almost as good as
<Almost?> she thought, a bit of jealous anger seeping
in.
"Don't slow down," Matisse said. Then she grabbed Azure Angel's hair,
painfully pulling it, and slammed the slave's face into her cunt several
times. "I said do it RIGHT!"
Anger flashed.
Before Azure Angel realized what she was doing, she balled up her right
fist, and RAMMED it up Matisse's cunt.
"Uuuugggggggggggggghhhhh,"
Matisse groaned, back arching and arms thrown wide. Azure Angel rammed that fist in and out for
five minutes, until, "Aaaaaiiiiiiiiieee! Oh, Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaagggggggggggggghhhhhhhhhhh!"
Then she pulled the fist out, and grabbed Matisse by her
hair. The supreme mistress was pulled
from her thronelike chair, and thrown to all fours on
the floor. While Mistress Matisse panted
on the floor, on all fours, Azure Angel glared hatefully at her and fetched a
strap-on. She buckled the ten inch
bright pink strap-on around her shapely hips, and dropped to her knees behind
Matisse. Then she grabbed the mistress's
long, silky blonde hair and yanked her head back, forcing her to arch her back.
"Guess who is going to DO IT RIGHT now, bitch," Azure Angel growled, and thrust that thick
shaft of pink rubber deep inside Matisse's cunt.
"Aagggghhhh," Matisse
groaned. Azure Angel noticed her tits
had spilled out of her tight corset, and her soft pink nipples were not rock
hard, erect and dark pink with arousal.
Oh yeah, she was liking it. "Oh!
Oh! Oh! OOOOHHHH!"
"See, you can climax too as a slave girl," Azure
Angel whispered in her ear. Then she
pulled out of Matisse's cunt, and rammed it home up her ass.
"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiieeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!"
"Sing for me, slave!" Azure Angel cried, fucking
her hard and fast. Within
moments Matisse as screaming out one orgasm after another. "Damn, bitch, you broke faster than even
ME!"
"Yes she did," Mistress Americana said. Azure Angel never heard her enter the
room. Fear filled her.
"Ah…merrr…icannaaaa…make…her ….s-stop-p-p," Matisse grunted out
with each stroke of the strap-on. Azure
Angel didn't stop just because her mistress entered the room. "I can't….take….much….Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiieeeeeeeeeeeee! I am TAMED!"
"Yes, tamed by a SLAVE," Mistress Americana
sneered. "You are disgusting. Good job, Yumi." She then placed her black, stiletto heeled
boot between the panting Matisse's shoulder blades. "I am in charge now. You belong to me, Matisse. SLAVE GIRL Matisse." Then she locked fierce baby blues on Azure
Angel. "Fuck her harder,
faster. I'll tell you when to
stop."
Together, they broke and tamed, and thorough remolded and
trained Mistress Matisse that evening. Took less than four hours, and Mistress Americana even managed to
get in her eight o'clock with the mayor.
She wasn't about to miss THAT. By
ten that night, Matisse had reemerged in the BDSM club as the sexy little
submissive she was born to be. She was,
of course, passed around by one and all.
Mistress Americana took full control and ownership of the
BDSM club after that. She returned to
her life as Brenda Wade, respected businesswoman. But her nights were spent at the club.
Yumi remained slavishly devoted to her personal heroine,
her supreme idyll, her MISTRESS. She
lived to serve her, and serve she did. Served Mistress Americana, and sometimes Mistress BRENDA, in every
way imaginable.
THE END