SUPERHEROINE ASSASSIN

By Modern Ronin

The access cards Black Eagle took from the superheroine recruits were just the ticket to her plan. After the assaults on the recruits security was stepped up and several veteran superheroines were brought in to bolster security at the training site.

Black Eagle had her newest operations center set up in an old barn outside of town within a few kilometers of the superheroine training site. Outside the place looked like it was supposed to, old and run-down. Weeds standing head high in most places and the old faded siding a deep burnt red against the moss covered roof tiles.

Inside though was a 40’ shipping container connected to a remote generator and bank of solar trickle feed batteries to power the place. A small satellite dish sat back in a clearing a couple hundred yards away in the woods painted to match the surrounding forest. The trailer housed her new communication and control center. A rack of servers handled data storage and transmission of what had fast become a booming market for video clips of the various superheroines getting brutalized and in some cases snuffed out. A couple of plasma screens displayed current local and national news feeds and another showed an array of small icons which represented various superheroines deployed throughout the world. This last one was a gift from a certain blonde little superheroine who’s carelessness cost her her life.

On another wall stood a couple of lockers containing an assortment of dive gear and parachute equipment and weapons. There was also a small lab set and testing area for chemicals. A fold down table was covered with laptops, diagrams, sketches and pictures of various targets. A white board on the wall showed lines and circles identifying linkage between various targets and windows of opportunity. What had started out as a personal vendetta in Kosovo for the Black Eagle had become a lucrative business venture. The video she distributed through PPV sites of the several superheroines she had gotten her hands on sold like hotcakes. The several million dollars she pulled in annually allowed her to build out the cargo container and paid for the network of agents which put “eyes on” the various targets and for the technology required.

As the beautiful black haired woman in the red one-piece leotard leaned back in her chair and stretched, her full 40DD breasts pushed out the fabric to its maximum. Big beautiful breasts, a small waist and her classic thick ass and legs made for a stunning package. Foregoing any fancy outfits she stuck to the 1mm bodysuit , knee high black combat boots, Oakley Magnesium M Frames, and a tactical belt with an assortment of small pouches on it and attached drop holsters for both legs.

It had been several months and the security situation at the training site was relaxed again. Just the opening Black Eagle had been waiting for.

Looking over her white board notes again she took a red marker and circled a name – Focal Point

Taking down a binder from a shelf Black Eagle pulled out a folder section labeled Focal Point. Opening the binder and starting up another pot of coffee she thumbed through the pages. Turns out Focal Point has the power to project mental force and block someone from thinking something. Several news clippings mentioned criminals in the act of committing a crime suddenly stopping in their tracks and standing dumbfounded until the police arrived. Focal Point was called in to the training site after the attacks and according to the patterning software on the server, she was involved in making the rounds of the training site’s several dozen square miles. The speed and range profile of her icon indicated she was likely operating an motorcycle doing her rounds and the time sequences made it likely she used Night Vision Goggles (NVG) a good part of the time. Nothing in her profile showed an ability to see in the dark or anything else specific to her superpowers.

Her pictures showed Focal Point as a being a black haired, green eyed girl in her mid-twenties with the usual muscular frame of a superheroine. She had 38DD breasts, small washboard stomach and nice round ass which fit well into the one piece body suit in black that she usually wore with a matching hood. Unlike many superheroines she carried a small backpack with her gear in it instead of a utility belt arrangement.

Black Eagle took out her kit bag and packed a few items into it. Reaching up on the wall she took down a sniper rifle and a magazine of specially made rounds and some flex ties. Opening a wall locker she took out a new one piece 1mm full body suit in real tree camouflage. She unlaced and removed her combat boots and then pulled first one shoulder strap, then the other down. Pulling her red leotard down she watched in the mirror as her breasts spilled free of the suit. Licking her fingers she pinched her own nipples making them hard. Rubbing and squeezing her breasts feeling them swell. God that felt so good. Just thinking about taking one of the superheroines made her wet. Sometimes she would just play back some of the video and rub her clit. Watching them struggle against their bonds, against their fate always made her cum all over her fingers. She could feel her pussy clenching in anticipation. Feel the need to dominate these super sluts. To break them like the cheap whores that they all were deep inside. That was the rush.

Looking at the digital time code on one of the monitors she quickly finished stripping out of her suit and pulled on the camouflage one. Lacing the boots back up she exited the container and set the security code. LEDs indicated all secure and armed and a second bank showed satellite retransmission up and down link solid and steady. In one corner of the barn she pulled back an old tarp to expose her ATV. It was a commercial one with some military hardware modifications. The Polaris 750 had the IR light set and winches and cargo racks front and back. The addition of a heavy muffler system made it all but silent at lower speeds. Donning her protect helmet she flipped the switch on the NVGs mounted on top and folding them down, she started the ATV and rolled out into the gathering darkness.

The GPS unit in her pack sent audible tones to her helmet telling her of approaching checkpoints and changes in direction. In 20 minutes she was in a small depression where she parked the ATV. In back she took out a folding litter and expanded it and secured it to the rear rack of the ATV. Looping the flexties through a couple snaplinks attached to the litter she draped a tarp over the ATV and moved off to a vantage point. Just like the line of sight analysis had shown, she could see from her location easily down to the low ground ahead of her and in the dark with the NVGs on she could make out the trail below passing from left to right in front of her.

Laying out the rifle and loading it she opened the small pelican case and turned on the PDA inside. The battery supply was enough for 2 hours which should be enough she thought. Snaking the enclosed cable out to one side she set up the small transmitting antenna and in a moment was rewarded by the green LEDs showing system lock with the container several miles away. From the foam lining she withdrew several small IR all-weather battery powered cameras. These she placed into a small pouch at her waist. Quickly she checked the pistol on her leg. It was actually a stun gun that shot small darts. Built to to the same size and shape as an automatic she carried it in a regular leg holster. The charge was good and it was loaded with a spare round.

Turning on the small mountain climbing beacon in the case she did a once over of her area to make sure everything was suitably covered and moved downhill to start her plan.

She carefully placed the small cameras at locations where they wouldn’t reflect moonlight off their lenses but would have good visibility of the trail. Then she emplaced a flash unit on an overhanging branch and flipped the arming switch. A barely visible red LED came on which she then taped over.

Crouching down to wait off the trail she felt that same feeling starting again. Nipples tingling and pussy starting to get wet. Mmmmm how delicious she thought a smile smile creeping across her face.

Shortly she heard a small crunching sound. The sound of someone walking along the trail. Actually two someone’s. With the NVGs turned off so as not to compromise her, Black Eagle could make out two people approaching along the trail. Both were about 5-8” and shapely. Even in just the moonlight the outlines showed large breasts swaying side to side as they walked and hour glass shapes as they widened out at the hips. Occassionally their capes would billow in the light breeze. The moonlight reflecting off their suits as they got closer showed them both in the classic one piece white leotard of the superheroine training site recruits with the waist belt and cord which indicated a senior recruit. That was a good sign. Most of the recruits were junior college girls who were brought into the society of superheroines by promises of fame and fortune and of course the training which seemed to always make the recruits breasts larger by its end. Sparkle and Blazer were no exception to the rule. As they approached where Black Eagle was hiding it was easier to see their large jutting breasts and the outline of their nipples, hard from the cool night air. It was also obvious from the way that their waist belts had rotated the attached cords to the rear, that they weren’t expecting anything to go wrong. Occassionaly one of them would reach back and pull her leotard from the crack of her ass where it got wedged by the swinging cord on the belt.

Side by side they approached the ambush site. Talking quietly they paid no attention to their surroundings or they might have noticed the flash unit in the tree in front of them or the figure crouched in the bushes as they passed by. When they were with a couple feet of the branch and before they thought to duck down Black Eagle covered her eyes and triggered the flash.

The bright white light exploding before their eyes caught Sparkle and Blazer completely off-guard. As their hands went to their stinging eyes Black Eagle stepped out onto the trail and taking up a firing stance shot first one, then the other with darts in the spine. Sparkle turned, in her hands a device beginning to glow. Trying to boost enough energy to strike out against whoever it was that attacked them. Just as her eyes were starting to focus again, Black Eagle pulled the arming trigger. A jolt of 50,000 volts coursed through the darts and turned out Sparkles lights so to speak. In falling to the ground Sparkle discharged a small blast which hit Blazer. The blast was enough to throw her clear of the cable connecting the darts to the gun Black Eagle held in her hands.

With Sparkle down Black eagle rushed over to Blazer who was rolling around on the ground smoldering the flames on her suit from the blast. Straddling Blazer from behind Black Eagle covered Blazer’s mouth with a cloth from one of her pouches. The chloroform the cloth was kept soaked in did it’s magic. Gradually Blazer’s struggling grew weaker and weaker. The thrashing hips under her rubbed across Black Eagles crotch again and again. The tight smooth ass cheeks rubbing her swelling clit and causing the warmth to spread again. Taking the cloth away Black Eagle quickly cuffed the young recruit and whispered in her ear how she was going to fuck Blazer real good. Rape her and make her a sex slave. Blazer could only mumble incoherently. The chloroform had the same effect on all superheroines, namely it made them lust. The more they received the more they needed sex. Countless villains had exploited this weakness but in Blazer’s case she had never yet been on a real mission so the effect was devastating. Her tight little shaved pussy was practically dripping wet and her clit had swollen to the size of a marble. Black Eagle got off of her and pulled her to her knees. The lovely thick breasts were covered in dirt. One sleeve torn and the burned patches allowed Blaze’s hardening nipples to show through missing gaps in the fabric. Her head down, her short dyed purple hair hanging to both sides, spit running out of her mouth as she murmured, tight round ass pushed out to the sides from her boots shoving up into it behind her. Black Eagle hadn’t seen a sexier sight in a long, long time.

Black Eagle tore away the front of the white suit or what was left of it and slapped Blaze’s tits. Then again and again. Each time spit flew from Blaze’s mouth. The abuse coupled with the effects of the blast and the drugs caused Blaze’s pussy to burn with heat. She was so wet her pussy lips, where they had pushed out of her suit, were dripping with cum. Black Eagle saw the streaks of the juice running down Blaze’s legs and grabbing Blaze’s nipples pinched them real hard. Blaze’s body began to shake and tremble as the orgasm built in power. This was the first forced orgasm Blaze would ever have and so it was sure to be powerful beyond belief. Blaze started whimpering and moaning as it built inside of her.

Drawing her head back by a handful of hair Black Eagle looked Blaze in the face one time then drawing back her free hand she drilled her right in the mouth and it was lights out. No fucking free orgasm for you bitch. I tell you when you get to cum ‘cause I fucking own you.

Walking back over to Sparkle Black Eagle took off the cord from Sparkle’s waist and tying one end in a loose loop draped it over Sparkle’s head. The other end she threw over the tree branch. She rolled Sparkle over onto her stomach and flex cuffed her hands behind her. Opening one of her pouches she took out a vibrating dildo. Slipping a finger under the hem of Sparkles suit Black Eagle made space for the dildo to slide in and out of the blonde haired little pussy underneath. Soon the dildo was coated in pussy juice and Black Eagle pressed it up into Sparkles tight little asshole. All 8” of it went it with a little work. Then a strip of duct tape to keep it in place and a flip of the small switch at the base and it began to hum. Black Eagle took out the remote from another pocket and switching it on and off listened for the corresponding response from the dildo.

As Sparkle started to come to slowly, Black Eagle put a ball gag in her mouth and tightened the straps under the long blonde hair of Sparkle. Helping the dazed girl to her feet Black Eagle pulled on the cord and took up the slack in it. Soon the dizzy and uncertain Sparkle was on her tip toes as the cord started to choke her. Black Eagle tied off the cord to the base of the tree. Taking the remote in her hand she stepped up close to Sparkle. You baby are just bait. I’m going to use you to get to someone far more important. I may just kill you later or if you’re especially naughty and lick my pussy especially good I might let you live, we’ll see. Now I think its time for you to choke yourself don’t you?

A quick flip of the switch on the remote started the dildo to flex and vibrate inside Sparkles ass. The feeling was so strange and nasty that she started to buck her hips in time with it but by moving her hips she tightened the cord around her neck choking off her air supply. Her eyes now wide open in panic she tried to calm herself and slacken the cord again but the throbbing dildo make her pussy wet too. She could see her nipples pushing out at they started to swell from the fear. She could feel her pussy lips swelling and getting wet. She never told anyone except one other superheroine about her fantasy of being choked out while cumming. Sparkle had no way of knowing that that information had fallen into Black Eagles hands and now it was far too late to do anything about it.

Switching the remote back off she let Sparkle relax for a minute while she gathered up the still unconscious Blaze and walked her back to the ATV where she fastened her to the litter like a prize deer.

Looking down to the ambush site Black Eagle flipped the remote again to check the range on the unit. She could see Sparkles body tighten, those smooth ass cheeks clenching as she felt the orgasm building again. On and off went the remote for several hours. As only Black Eagle knew, Sparkle didn’t have any special powers. She was a trailer park girl with big natural tits and a naturally tight ass that had been the fuck toy of one of the program administrators which got her into the program. She always partnered herself with someone who had powers and they did the heavy work when things went wrong. Not that she wasn’t fit enough to handle herself. Hours in the gym made her body hard as a rock but it also fired up her libido which no matter how much she played with herself or sucked on her own nipples or fingered her own ass, could she satisfy.

Truth was she like the position she was in now. She liked being dominated and used and made to cum against her will. She felt sexy and humiliated at the same time. The woman who had captured her told her what she might do to her and the threat of death just made her pussy wetter and her nipples harder. Sparkle knew she would never really be a superheroine. Sooner or later someone would find out and she would get kicked out. Every day she wondered if she would have to hang up the outfit and go back to the trailer park. Back to the smelly nasty men always pawing at her and the strip joints where she made her living.

But for now her pussy was on fire. She wanted so badly to cum. She was a slut inside and was good with that. She saw around her all the sexy tight ass little do-gooders in the training site and hated them inside. If they only got what was coming to them that would be all right with her. Hell that little cunt Blaze had to be directed to walk patrol with her because she didn’t think Sparkle was good enough for the task. Watching the woman in the camouflage suit carry Blaze away made her feel somehow satisfied. Fucking bitch. Hope she gets it up her tight little ass. Fuck, I wish it was me giving it to her! Lowering herself a little she started to gasp again. Her pussy grinding against her suit making her wetter and wetter. MMPPHHHHHH was all that came out as she felt the climax coming on. Tightening her neck muscles against the cord she let the orgasm take her. Thrashing around she felt the dildo stop moving but it didn’t matter to her. Taking her own weight around her throat she came and came. Rubbing her legs against each other forcing the fabric between her legs to rub against her pussy she bicycled in the air until she couldn’t take the weight and then stopped on her toes again. Breathing like a horse through her nose as her breath came in great gasps. Her nipples sticking out and pointing slightly up, hard and swollen.

Hmmm though Black Eagle this is maybe more interesting then I thought….

To be continued