by Alexandra and Jen
Chapter One
A young woman slid through the dark warehouse district of the city of Queenston. She was a part of, yet apart from, the normal night life of the city. She looked fairly young, in her early twenties. She stood around 5'8, and was slim, and in good shape. Her hair, worn in a ponytail, was strawberry blonde, and fairly long. She was clad in what looked to be a dark green one piece spandex bathing suit, lighter green cotton leggings, high heeled boots, and long gloves. She was, you see a superheroine, known as Emerald, and she was out on her nightly patrol.
The shapely form moved easily through the night. Her patrol took her through a quiet residential area, and then into a warehouse district. Few people were on the street, her alert senses told her, other than the occasional bum. Suddenly, from an small side street ahead and to her left she heard the sounds of breaking glass.
Emerald gracefully moved to the corner and looked into the street. She could see a parked car about thirty feet away. On either side of the car stood a man. The one on the drivers side held a crowbar, which he'd used to shatter the window on that side. Inside, Emerald could see a woman, cowering away from the door.
The heroine felt a surge of anger, and strode forward. She stopped after about ten feet, and placed her hands on her hips, spreading her legs about shoulder length apart. She then shouted "Stop that this instant, you two are under arrest."
Both men look up very startled. "Shi..." one said as they froze, clearly on the edge of either running or fighting. "Who the hell are you?" finally ventured the taller, thinner one.
The heroine walked forward again. "Stay where you are..drop that crowbar..and assume the position" she commanded, adding a moment later "I am Emerald."
His partner, with the crowbar, looked around to make sure his escape route was clear as the talkative one had apparently decided to try some bravado. "Emerald? Never heard of ya. You must be another nobody in tights. Nice ones too...ain't that right, Udo?" Udo responded by paying closer attention to her, reassured by his partner's confidence, and grunts an affirmative reply.
"Why thank you. I didn't know thugs could appreciate fashon." she replied, with a hint of sarcasm. "Now, assume the position!" She had closed to within ten feet of the car now, angling towards Udo, as the crowbar seemed to be the most dangerous potential weapon. The woman inside the car had settled down somewhat, and was remaining still, watching the scene outside her car.
The first one said "Well...maybe it's not worth getting in a fight over a little broken glass. Ok, then Emerald, what position did you have in mind?" Udo looked across at his partner, clearly letting him do the thinking for both.
"You know what I'm takling about. I'm sure that you've been arrested before."
"Never by such a pretty lady but I think I can guess." He turned to face the car, placed one hand on it, and watched the heroine. He seemed to be more in a 'cool, unperturbed' pose than anything else. Udo didn't move.
Emerald looked at Udo and said "Put the crowbar down, gently, on the roof of the car."
Udo glanced at the other who nodded. Shrugging, Udo laid the crowbar down gently, not even scratching the paint. Emerald could see that Udo was pretty solid, and about 6', while the other was a few inches taller, but not nearly as built. She could see his arms, for he was in a t-shirt, and they were pretty wiry.
The other speaks. "Do you want us both on the same side, or one on each?" His voice was entirely that of someone trying to make things go smoothly and easily.
Emerald motioned for Udo to step back which he quickly did. Then the heroine stepped to the car and, while watching Udo, reached for the crowbar, which she planned to hand to the woman inside the car. She grasped the bar, but was briefly perplexed when it didn't move under her gentle tug. Turning, surprised, she saw Talker had grasped the other end, holding it fast. Then Udo bowled into her from behind, crushing her against the car, which she hit with an "Uhnnn", her hand coming off of the crowbar.
There was a shriek from inside the car as Emerald slammed into it. Udo grappled her, pressing her forward, and managed to grip her left arm with his own. Talker, meanwhile, took the crowbar and leapt onto the hood of the car, on his way over. "Time to assume the position, greeny!" he cackled.
Emerald felt herself pinned against the car, her left arm against her side. "It's Emerald, you moron" she said, then slammed her head backwards, aiming for Udo's face.
Regrettably, Udo had just shifted in an attempt to grab her right arm - she momentarily had more breathing room, but her head didn't connect. Then he crashed forward again, his right arm missing her own arm but coming around her torso - and making rough contact with her left breast. Talker lept down, out of her sight.
Emerald planted her legs, bracing them for a possible quick flight, and brought her right arm back, slamming her elbow into Udo. "Let go now, or you'll regret it." she hissed. Right in her ear, Udo "whooofs" out, unprepared for the strength of the hit. She connected a bit off to the right, but still effectively. His right arm left her torso, then his body moves back...he clings to her left arm though, bringing it back along with him.
Emerald let him pull it back, planning to use it as a brace point, for a spin kick when he had backed up a step or two more. However, she wasn't given the chance. Talker swung as Udo made room, and the crowbar slammed quite hard against her left side, just below her ribs. Emerald was knocked back against the car, as her hand came up to her side. She felt the pain of the blow, though it did no real damage to the plucky heroine. "That wasn't nice" she hissed.
"We'll be very nice as soon as you settle down." came the reply as Talker swung again, even as she turned her head to the left. She reacted quickly, even though still partly restrained by Udo's grip on her arm, and ducked under the swing, the crowbar clanging against the car's metal side. "Damn" he cursed.
The heroine snapped her leg out, trying to kick one of Talker's legs, but Udo pulled her arm hard, and she was partly spun...now Talker was to her front, the car to her right, and Udo to her left rear. Talker then jabbed the crowbar at her face, but she deflected it to the left. She timed the block perfectly, and the crowbar slid past her, and into Udo's arm. He released her arm, with a curse, however, he also kicked at the back of her knee.
Emerald fell to her knees, her arms now free. She let the fall continue, using it to lunge at Talker's legs to bring him down too. Her arms found his legs, and he tottered, then started to fall backwards. His fall ended as he hit the ground on his back, her arms wrapped around his legs.
Emerald grinned to herself. 'Now' she thought 'a quick punch to lay him out.'
But before she could untangle her arms from his legs, Udo lept onto her back. The impact forced a grunt from her, as she thought 'Stupid thugs...they always have to fight.' Her arms were now pinned under Talker's legs. Thinking quickly, she decided to head butt Talker's nuts...not quite a knee, but, with luck, the same effect.
Talker grunted as he hit the ground, and dropped the crowbar. Now, he grabbed for her head, and partly slowed the headbutt, however she did connect. His upper body lurched up as he squealed painfully. His hands were still on her head, and now they just push, keeping her head away from his delicate bits. Just then, Udo, unsure what he should do, grabbed her ponytail and pulled. This effectively arched her back until she was stretched, held tight between the backward pressure on her head and pinned arms.
"Ow!" emerged from the heroine, as her back was bent, the position pushing her breasts out towards Talker, whose voice was coming back slowly, even as she tried to pull her arms free.
Talker looked at her, and squealed "You little - that's what you want, is it?" He let go of her head, which Udo now had securely, shifted his hands to her now-outthrust breasts, squeezing fingertips into them and pulling with a fierce look.
Emerald gasped, shocked. "Hey!" she stammered, pulling harder at her arms.
Udo the said "Maybe she needs more of the crowbar first, Lou"
Talker, Lou, replied "Oh, no, I think this might be more effective." He noticed her shocked look, and seemed pleased. "Something wrong, Emerald?" He again firmly squeezed, then let his fingers shift to the very tips, giving her nipples sharp little squeezes. "Watch those arms, Udo." Udo just grunted, as he firly held her ponytail.
Emerald gasped again, then said angryly "You bastarrd. When I get my arms free you'll regret copping that feel." She then pushed backwards, with Udo's pull, to force Lou's legs up somewhat, and free her hands.
"Oh, and what about your little attempt to give me head, girl? Asking for it, I'd say." Lou added.
Her hands began to shift out a little, not yet free, her new pose making her breasts more prominent. Lou grinned, staring at her chest as he started to roll her nipples around in his fingers.
Emerald gasped a little louder as her nipples started to harden under the constant touching. She tried to shift her hands a little, to grab any part of Talker's leg. Then she got a grip on the back of his legs, just above the knees.
"She likes it." said Lou, to which Udo replied with a grunt. The pressure on her ponytail lesssed. "S..stop that." the heroine gasped, then felt one of Udo's hands settle on her left buttock. However, even as it did, she squeezed the musles along the backs of Lou's thighs with her amazing strength, her fingers clenching tightly.
Lou grinned, then grimaced, opening his mouth in pain as the squeezing registered. "Ah, get her off, get her off!" he screamed. He let go of her nipples, but started flailing, connecting with her face a few times, to no apparent effect. He did shift his legs too, though, as Udo kept gently kneading her buttock. Emerald focused on freeing her arms, though, she was slowly becoming aware of the caresses on her bottom.
Then Udo, obeying Lou, let go of her buttock and ponytail, and brought his hands to her arms, tugging at them. That, with her own efforts, freed them. However, she now had no support as her arms flipped out to the sides, and she's flopped forward - landing embarassingly with her breasts over Lou's crotch. Lou, for the moment, was still writhing in pain. Udo's grip on her upper arms, was not yet a solid one and she could move them - with resistance.
Emerald decided not to pull on her arms as Udo's grip was good enough to hold them for now. Instead she said, in a scared tone "L..let go!", which got a laugh in reply from Udo. Then, a moment later she threw all her weight to her right, hoping to roll Udo off her back, and break free. The lunge caught the man by suprise, and, she managed to get them rolling, Udo still behind her. Emerald kept the roll going, until Udo was on his back, the heroine on her own over him. A passerby might have found the scene enticing. However, before Udo could recover from the roll, Emerald lifted her head and slammed it backwards, shattering his jaw. He let go, moaning in pain, and she vaulted onto her feet, to face Lou, who was once more up as well, and holding the crowbar again, a look of insane rage on his face.
With a yell, Lou tooks two steps forward and took a massive swing aiming at about waist-level. Emerald tried to dodge the swing, but was caught with a glancing blow. She hit the car, at an angle, her left hip and part of her back against it. Lou moved it, jabbing the crowbar, as she weaved her head, and pushed off from the car. The two collided, Lou's forearm accidenly hitting her chin. She was knocked backwards, into the car's side, her back against it. A blow to the head, then the belly, then two more to the head stunned the heroine for a moment.
Suddenly he grabbed her shoulder, and spun her, so she was facing the car. "Now then..." he snarled, and there was a clank as he dropped the bar. Emerald was shaking her head, trying to clear the cobwebs.
Then, one of his arms worked between her and the car to grope a breast, crudely, but with forefinger and thumb manipulating the nipple well enough. His foot goes between hers and kicked her legs apart. "Assume the position, Emerald." she heard, then felt his other hand against her tailbone, and sliding down and forward, between her legs.
The stunned heroine could not yet offer resistance, as she shook her head, trying to clear it, and gasped involuntarily as her nipple hardened under his fingers.
The hand on her breasts persisted, teasing the hardening nipple. The other pushed forward, one finger pressing firmly down the centerline as it rubbed forward, between her legs, over the material of her suit's crotch. "Now we've got her Udo...Udo! Damned coward..."
Emerald gasped again, her head starting to clear, her arms still feeling weak. She didn't feel much from her crotch yet, the multiple layers of clothing there dulling any snesations for the moment.
Lou paused momentarily as he noticed Udo had cut out, but now he redoubles his efforts, pinching her nipple and tugging at it...pressing his whole body forward and stretching out his tongue to lick the rim of her ear...and his other hand found the velco strip that held the crotch of her bodysuit closed. Tearing it open, he pressed more firmly as he rubbed back and forth.
Emerald moaned, then gasped "S..stop that now!" as Lou touched and licked, then says "I..I mean it" as his hand slid against her thin panties. She lifts her arms, bracing them, preparing to push back.
"Oooh, what a hottie, little Emerald..." he whispered into her ear before flicking it again with his tongue. "Stop? I don't think you mean that." His hand moved freely over her breast, moving the whole in circles, and particularly teasing the nipple...it's free to move, as that part of her was projecting into the car through the broken driver's window. "I think what you really want...is this" The hand at her crotch simply ripped her panties away, suddenly gliding against her exposed lips and forward. "mmm...maybe you've been arrested before. You're good at this." he mocked into her ear before sending the tongue forward again.
"I do..mean it" she gasped, arms against the side of the roof of the car, then she gasped again, in shock, and horror, as his hand tears the panties away. She threw herself backwards, desperatley, eyes wide as she felt the tongue againt her ear once more.
The move didn't help. She was weaker than she expected - or perhaps weaker for another reason. All she managed to do was shift his hand forward, so it glided shockingly over her clitoris. However, then thry both heard a scraping sound, and before either could react, the driver of the car slammed the crowbar into the back of Lou's head. He slumped, unconcious, to the ground.
Emerald took a few minitues to recover, and refix her clothing. Then the two women thanked each other for the rescue, and, both went thier seperate ways, Emerald stopping at a phone to call in the location of Lou to have him carted off to jail.