Signifying Nothing: A Knights of Dishonor Story

By

Gerund

Part 2

 

 

No one knew anything about Mr. Ambiguous. You could look at him for hours and five minutes later not be able to describe him to anyone. He was a super human, but no one knew what his power was. He claimed to have always been called Mr. Ambiguous, which Hamzah and the others sorely doubted.

But he was a jack of all trades, able to provide whatever the situation needed. So when Caped Cadaver dragged the two heroines Sound and Fury into the basement of the rented office building purchased for this job, he immediately began working on the defeated women.

Eduardo Salazar, known internationally as the professional kidnapper Ropework, was down in the basement with him. The two men took possession of the heroines; Mr. Ambiguous took Fury, while Ropework took Sound.

Caped Cadaver watched as his two teammates gave the super women their special attentions. He could no longer enjoy physical pleasure, but he could at least witness the suffering of these two, providing him some comfort.

Ropework was an artist, and began carefully working on Sound. The short, busty heroine did not struggle, still under the effects of the drugs and Caped Cadaver’s hit. Caped Cadaver tried to judge which heroine’s breasts were larger as Ropework bound and fondled the helpless heroine.

He suspended her from the ceiling, rope cutting into her skin and framing her breasts. He strapped a black ball gag in her mouth as she swung helplessly from the ceiling. Her arms were bound wrist to wrist, elbow to elbow, and then pulled past her buttocks and bound to a spreader bar holding her knees apart. A handful of hair was bound to her arms, forcing her head up. The way her legs were bound to the ceiling left her legs open and her big, shaven pussy exposed and vulnerable.

While Ropework began whipping the exposed sex of Sound, Mr. Ambiguous worked his deviant magic on Fury. Caped Cadaver had slammed her against the walls a couple of times to drive the last bit of fight out of her. She still struggled, but in an uncoordinated fashion.

He bound her in a frogtie, ankles to thigh, pulling her costume down to her waist after. He then injected something into her bound thigh, causing Fury eyes to lose focus and the last bit of fire to evaporate. He then produced a rigid posture collar, fastening it on the heroine. Next came two leather opera gloves, sliding each arm into a glove and fastening it to the collar, causing her cum sticky big breasts to stick out.

            After gagging her with a ring gag, her dropped his pants and began fucking her mouth. Caped Cadaver shook his head, thinking that her mouth would be the last stop his dick would make. The undead super villain returned his attention to Ropework and Sound, where Ropework was eating her pussy with fanatical zeal.

            He lapped, suck, and gently bit the heroine’s cunt. She squirmed in the bondage, barely able to move an inch. Sound moaned and screamed as she came closer to orgasm, while Mr. Ambiguous shot his load all over Fury’s face. Sound stiffened as she came, and Ropework pulled his face away from her sex with a shiny smile.

            He winked at Caped Cadaver. “I love a woman with a juicy, tasty, pussy.”

            “Hey, I missed a few spots; you want to mark some territory?” Ambiguous asked, indicating Fury’s cum spattered face.

            “Sure,” Ropework said, coming over and pulling his hard cock out of his costume.

            He began to jerk off, and in short order a hot stream of cum hit the spaced out Fury in the face. The two villains laughed at the heroine, whose face dripped with cum.

            “Switch?” Ropework asked, to which Ambiguous nodded.

            “Cadaver, get me a bucket of ice cold water please,” Ropework asked.

            Caped Cadaver left without a word, heading to the bathroom located in the basement. He got a bucket out of the janitorial closet, and then filled it with cold water.

            When he got back to the room, Sound was no longer hanging from the ceiling. She was standing, albeit wobbly, as Ambiguous danced around her, slapping her exposed breasts hard. Her arms were still bound, as was the ball gag still in her mouth. She stumbled around drunkenly as he pinched her dark nipples and led her around by the hard nubs. He turned to Ropework, who had freed Fury and was holding her up by her hair.

            Caped Cadaver gave the bucket to Ropework, who immediately dunked Fury’s cum drenched face in it. He held her under for a minute, before releasing her. This had inadvertently ignited her anger, and when he pulled her head out of the bucket, she backhanded him against the wall. Ropework bounced off the wall, and Fury attacked Caped Cadaver with all her remaining strength.

            But the repeated drugging and beating had seriously drained her, and all it took was one hard backhand to send her back to the floor. Ropework pulled himself to his feet, angrily pulling his cock out of his pants. He leaned over the downed Fury and entered her, grabbing hold of her swollen, bronze breasts and fucking her viciously.

            He put Fury’s shapely, muscular legs over his shoulders, and pumped in and out of her with powerful intensity. Ambiguous, after seeing that Ropework was okay, had bent Sound over and entered her ass. He fingered her swollen cunt while he fucked her ass deep and hard.

            Caped Cadaver watched it all, enjoying the sight of the defeated women, and the smell of sweat and sex filling the room. Both his teammates came deep inside each woman, coming away content.

            Ropework and Ambiguous stripped both women nude. Each woman was then bound in a frogtie, only this time with their wrists to their knees. Both women were blindfolded, and Fury was ball-gagged like her partner.

            “Get the hose in the next room, clean them up.” Mr. Ambiguous said. “We’re going to get something to eat.”

            Once again, Caped Cadaver did as he was told. He got a hose stored in the room next door, and turned it on. He went back to the room where Sound and Fury were being held and turned on the hose, hitting the heroines with a jet of ice cold water. He thoroughly sprayed them until all the sex was washed off them. When he was satisfied, he returned the hose to the next room and stood guard over the door where both women were captive.

            He did not bother keeping track of time because it no longer had any meaning to him. He stood, immobile, listening intently to make sure that the heroines did not try to escape. Time passed unmarked until Grim Reaver bounded down the hall, excited.

            “We got another one snooping around the building,” he said breathlessly.

            Caped Cadaver assumed he meant another heroine and nodded.

            “That bubble butt blonde Lioness,” he giggled. “I’m going to slap her around, show her who’s in charge, the usual. I need you to make room in our little suite there for her, okay?”

            Grim Reaver did not even wait to receive acknowledgment before rushing up the stairs. Caped Cadaver entered the room, where both heroines were still tightly bound, dry but shivering.

            “All right ladies,” He said. “Let’s make room for a new guest who will be joining us shortly.”

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