Global Protectors: The Seduction of Shamrock
By Marcus_Lycus@hotmail.com
Lessee… The Global Protectors and the Wraith Lord are copyright Doctor Droid (www.superstories.net/droidzone), other characters and text are copyright Marcus Lycus. Most of the background is my own, if something does not fit the good doctor’s vision or the established world of Megapolis then just assume it happened on Earth 2 ½ J
Any resemblance between characters in this story and any actual persons living or dead is purely coincidental. Please e-mail me with any comments, complaints or suggestions.
Part 5: Have fun!
The Global Protector’s emergency meeting started at one, soon after their Australian and Swedish members returned. Maple Leaf, Tigress, La Sola, Star, Valkyrie and Aussie Girl took their seats noting with concern the two empty chairs. Maple Leaf brought them up-to-date on the night’s events including Rising Sun’s defeat (she skipped the details) and Shamrock’s disappearance. Valkyrie announced that she was treating Rising Sun and expected the oriental heroine to make a full recovery.
Maple Leaf turned to Tigress "One thing that worries me is why did Rising Sun signal all clear after she was attacked?"
Tigress looked back unfazed "I can only assume that Caligula somehow found the transmitter and faked the signal. Her calls came in regularly and on-time."
"But you didn’t speak with her."
"No, just the automatic signal. I assumed she was observing noise discipline for the stakeout."
"Then that must have been what happened. OK, we have to find Shamrock and get Caligula. Here’s the assignments: La Sola check out Shamrock’s apartment for clues. Star and Aussie Girl, hit some of Caligula’s old hideouts like the Little Caesar’s Pizza joints and some of the restaurants in Little Italy. "
"But I’ve got-"
"I don’t want to hear it Star. Valkyrie you take care of Rising Sun. Tigress you stay here on monitor duty, coordinate everyone and be ready to back up them up if there’s trouble. help. I’ll be with the PCU to see what they’ve come up with. Any questions? No. Let’s go."
***
The four heroines took the air, a miniature United Nations, spreading out on their individual missions. Inside Tigress headed for the infirmary. Valkyrie was getting some equipment out of storage so she had a few minutes of privacy. Poor Rising Sun lay on a bed there still clutching the penis and Laurel in her hands staring blankly at the ceiling. Tigress gently stroked her fallen sister’s silken hair.
"I swear to you sister, you will be avenged. I know that I failed you because of my weakness but I will see to it that justice is done. Caligula will be mine by dawn."
She headed for the monitor room and called up every record they had on the Roman villain. Past appearances, known associates, hide outs, psychological profiles. The answer was somewhere in there. On another screen she called up police reports, Interpol updates and FBI wires.
Many people assumed Tigress was impulsive and hotheaded but nothing could be farther from the truth. She was patient, cunning, a huntress. She would stalk her prey as long as it took and then she would claim the kill.
***
Shamrock stumbled into her dirty apartment. The super had not wanted a blowjob after all. She’d asked him in the elevator but he’d just gone all quiet and stared at her for a while. He probably didn’t want one from her because she was so bad at it. She was bad at everything.
She wanted her Tony.
She sat down at the edge of the bed and looked around. She should take a shower then clean up the stuff lying around from yesterday evening. And she had to wash a uniform for tonight’s meeting too. And call Kisume to see how the stakeout went. Shamrock was sorry she had not joined her friend like she’d promised but she’d make it up to her. Maybe Kisume would like a blowjob? Could you give a girl a blowjob? Shamrock thought hard about that.
That got her thinking about what she really wanted to do. She wanted to finger herself until Antonio came. How could she wait until 5 without a hot cock inside her? But she couldn’t because he wouldn’t love her if she did things like that. So she sat there in her dirty boots and dirty raincoat longing for her man. She could still smell him on the raincoat (over the sewage and garbage) so she hugged it tighter around herself.
There was a message on her machine, she barely could be bothered to push the playback button but then again it might be from Tony.
But it wasn’t.
It was something stupid about Kisume, a Global Protector’s meeting and where was she. The Global Protector’s meeting was at 8. She knew that. She would go with her fiancé and introduce him to all her friends and they would be so happy for her.
***
La Sola the Argentine heroine was widely considered one of the best looking Global Protectors, her full lips and dangerous curves had made her one image of the most popular downloads from the GPs website (www.globalprotectorsonline.com). Last year her calendar had outsold even J-Lo’s and come close to outselling Star’s. She was best known for her outrageous antics like the time she danced topless at a club or her infamous kiss with the superheroine Amber on national TV. But her reputation overshadowed her kind heart. She genuinely cared about her teammates and had always tried to watch out for the younger ones like Shamrock and Aussie Girl.
Unfortunately that day, she was halfway across Megapolis when she realized she had no idea where Shamrock lived. Carmen Mendez had been there before for a girl’s night out but had gone by cab. She thought about calling in to get directions but was too embarrassed. Besides, she knew it was somewhere on the west side, she’d know it when she saw it. How hard could it be to find?
***
Valkyrie arrived in the infirmary with a box under her arm. She was glad that headquarters was almost empty but locked the door anyway, just in case. From the box she took out Villainy eXtreme’s mind control helmet which she had kept for ‘further study’.
The only way to ‘treat’ a trauma like that was to selectively erase the girl’s memories of the night before. She’d done similar things to each of the girls in the past and expected to do it again in the future. It was just one of the things you had to do to keep going and deal with the danger-filled life of a superheroine.
She activated the helmet and put it on, hating to do this but knowing it was necessary.
Speaking in flawless Japanese (Valkyrie spoke nine different languages) she began, her voice sounded hollow and metallic through the helmet’s speaker.
"Rising Sun, I want you to listen to me and answer my questions as honestly and clearly as you can. Now tell me how you were captured."
"They ambushed me with an electric net."
"Where was Shamrock?"
"She couldn’t come, she had a date."
Under the helmet Valkyrie rolled her eyes. These girls lacked her Scandinavian work ethic, always being distracted by other concerns and… men. They didn’t understand that men were just filthy beasts whose only brains were below their belts. They didn’t understand that the only way to really be fulfilled was with a woman.
"A date with whom?"
"I don’t know, she would not tell me."
Valkyrie noted it down to pass on to Maple Leaf.
"Then what happened?"
"They put a headpiece on me, a wonderful, wonderful headpiece that felt, soooo good"
The Japanese girl began to move, rubbing the marble phallus between her legs and placing the Laurels on her head, gyrating and moaning softly.
Valkyrie sighed. "I want you to forget everything that happened between them putting the headpiece on and waking up here. The headpiece made you lose control, you don’t remember anything you did while under its influence."
"But I waaaaaaaant to remmmmber mmmnnnmmm…"
Valkyrie turned up the helmet’s power. This was going to take a while.
***
The audience finally ended and the Incubus slowly reverted back to his Antonio DiSedutorre form. As he cleaned the room he realized that he was a bit tired. Although it was much easier now, contacting the Wraithlord had still cost him some of the energy he’d stolen from the Irish girl. She’d still be too weak for him to gain anything worthwhile, and a mortal girl would barely whet his appetite after experiencing a superheroine…
Then he found one of Shamrock’s gloves hanging from a lighting fixture. He smiled, it would be a simple matter to activate the communicator and listen in. Why wait until tonight? He could start now. Just one of them, just a taste, for the feast later on.
***
After an hour La Sola was ready to give up. This was stupid. She clicked the communicator calling Tigress for directions. The Kenyan heroine berated her for not checking sooner, trying to make her feel guilty for it, accusing her of not caring about her ‘sister’. Finally Carmen just told her to shut the hell up and give her directions. She wasn’t the one who let Rising Sun get attacked. That got Tigress to back off and answer the damn question.
127th street and 11th avenue, apartment 11B. There. Was that so hard?
She flew off.
***
Antonio listened to their broadcasts with some concern. It seemed the girls had already realized little Shamrock had strayed and some other villain had stirred up the hornet’s nest. He was irritated for a minute or two, his plan had been to catch the entire group at once, manipulating them with a few minor spells, increasing his control until finally by the end of the week they would all be his slaves. Now they were alert, on the defensive and looking for a battle. Did this change things?
While they were alert they were also separated and isolated, chasing every which way looking for this ‘Caligula’, looking for Shamrock but still oblivious to his existence. This did not make them stronger, it made them weaker. In fact, Antonio decided, why be cautious at all? He has thousands of years of experience corrupting women of all kinds, why not do something spectacular? Strike hard, strike fast and take them all in epic night that would be remembered for centuries to come? Yes, that’s what he would do.
He heard another transmission, the one called La Sola asking for directions to Shamrock’s apartment. He smiled. He loved home delivery.
***
Shamrock lay in her dark apartment sinking deeper into Antonio’s coat and her soft sheets. The shades were drawn and she had never turned on the lights. Now she really had to go to the bathroom but it looked so far away. And she was so tired. And such a dirty, dirty girl. A filthy cocksucking whore who was lucky any man would talk to her, especially someone wonderful like Antonio. Sobbing she relaxed her bladder and peed across her bed.
***
La Sola landed on the roof and carefully broke the lock on the door. She wished she had some civilian clothes to wear. If someone saw her she would have to explain how Shannon O’Sullivan was connected to the Global Protectors. She supposed she could tell some of the truth, a girl was missing and she was investigating. Hopefully no one would put two and two together. But luckily the stairs and hallway were empty and she was able to make it to Shannon’s apartment without being spotted.
The door to 11B was unlocked, but the room beyond was dark so the Latin heroine walked in cautiously. The first thing that hit her was the smell, it smelled like a homeless shelter in there, trash, filth and human waste. The mess was also striking, Shamrock’s things were scattered everywhere, like that filthy coat on the bed. She almost jumped when the coat moved.
Someone was there! Her heart pounding (was it Tony?) Shamrock sat up and looked around. She gasped when she saw her teammate standing there, come to punish her for missing the stakeout, for not taking care of her costume, for being such a failure. She covered her face with the coat and muttered "i'm sorry, i'm sorry" again and again.
La Sola could not believe her eyes. Was this filthy crying girl her Shamrock? The neatness freak, the most cheerful girl in the group, the one who always had a friendly word and a bright smile? What had happened to her? She hurried over and embraced the girl whispering "it’s all right, it’s OK, I’m here mi hermanita".
Shannon tried to wiggle free from her older teammate, tried to get to the door and escape from her accusing eyes and harsh words but La Sola held her too tightly.
"Please Shamrock, talk to me, tell who did this you?"
Shamrock heard the anger in La Sola’s voice and felt she had to correct her. "n-no one did this to me… i'm, i'm in love, you can’t understand what it’s like."
Carmen Mendez knew all too well what it was like. She had been in her share of bad relationships before joining the GP. But how long had this been going on? She hadn’t seen any of the danger signs before. Could she have been so blind?
"Shannon, you have to listen to me, this boy, does he hurt you?"
"no, no, i mean, only when i'm bad, and he doesn’t like to do it, but he has to do it to teach me"
It was much worse than Carmen thought. She thought about calling in but she knew that Shamrock needed all of her attention now to get through this. Once Shamrock was a bit more together she could take her back to base.
***
Antonio landed on Shamrock’s balcony a few minutes after the Argentine arrived. Ah the crying little sister and her caring sibling, how sweet. They didn’t notice him of course, no one noticed him when he did not want to be seen, it made things easier.
Now what to do, what to do? There were so many ways he could play with the scenario, so many things he could do…
Ah yes! Funny how sometimes the greatest inspirations came from the humblest places.
"Listen" Carmen said, "this boy is hurting you, you have to get away from him, come with me back to base."
"No, no" Shamrock replied, her voice stronger and more sure of herself "I can’t go away from him, we’re going to get married!"
"Married?" La Sola asked, confused. "that’s, that’s" her voice trailed off confused. Suddenly there was a man next to Shamrock helping her off the bed. "This is my fiancé Antonio, he’s from Italy."
"N-nice to meet you" La Sola replied wondering for a second why Shamrock was naked and smelled so bad. But she put it out of her mind. The Italian took her gloved hand and kissed it gently "the pleasure is all mine, I have heard so many wonderful things about you and I must say Miss Sola you are even more beautiful in person."
Carmen returned his smile. It was nice to see Shamrock with such a gentleman, she usually dated such morons and louts. He was almost wasted on her she thought.
"ISN’T HE GREAT!" Shamrock exploded, hugging her friend. "You just have to be my maid of honor! Please say yes, please?"
"Me? Of course, oh hermanita I am so happy for you!" she hugged her friend back and kissed her on the cheek. "Have you set a date?"
Disgusted the Incubus listened to the wedding plans for a few minutes. Women. Mention a wedding or a baby and they forget everything else. Sometimes literally.
***
The new cameras on the west side caught La Sola landing on the roof of an apartment house in the distance. Billy logged out of Star Wars Galaxies and turned some more cameras on it. He was soon rewarded when the Italian Demon landed on a balcony in broad daylight.
Weird. I guess when you’re a demon you don’t worry too much about people spotting you? Or maybe he had some magic hoo-do that prevented people from seeing him? Not invisibility, more like some kind of hypnotic suggestion. The kind of thing that probably would not work on a genius millionaire sitting in his basement ten miles away! Billy hadn’t felt this smart since he’d hacked the IRS last year and erased his company’s tax debt.
A quick check of the building plans from the city building department got an apartment number, 11B. A reverse look up on the phone company’s site got him a name. Shannon O’Sullivan. Shamrock? Shannon? The Global Protectors didn’t try too hard with that one. The name got him a social security number which got him her US work visa, her credit rating, her phone records, her sizes from Gap.com, and her profile from eAstrology.com. He had her! Oh he had her now!
He had to get up and head to the bathroom for a quick break.
***
After a bit, the smell started getting to Antonio. He could command the big-titted Spanish girl to ignore it but there wasn’t much he could do for himself. Especially with Shamrock rubbing against him hinting she wanted a kiss. Yuk, he could still smell the bellhop and cabby’s semen on her breath. He was a demon from hell but there were some things he would not touch.
So he interrupted an important discussion of what color the bridesmaid dresses should be and said "Shannon dear, why don’t you take a quick shower" or a long one "and straighten this place out a bit. Carmen and I – you don’t mind if I call you Carmen do you? La Sola is so awkward, I feel as though I am in a comic book – will be out on the balcony."
Shamrock immediately headed to the shower, almost tripping over the crushed towel rack and her dirty costume. As she finally pried off the long boots (why were they so sticky?) she thought how good it is that La Sola liked Antonio, she wanted them all be to be good friends. She was sure all the girls would like him, and it would make that b-i-t-c-h Star so jealous. Climbing into the warm shower was very nice, for some reason Shamrock felt really dirty today.
***
On the balcony Carmen commented on how happy Shannon seemed. Antonio offered her a cigarette and took one for himself. He talked about how nice his fiancé is but mentioned in passing that she was a bit immature, and sometimes did not understand him. Carmen moved closer to him and agreed, really in many ways Shamrock was still a girl, not yet a woman. Carmen was so perceptive, there were times when a man needed a woman, not a little girl. Antonio put his arm around her waist, his fingers rubbing her exposed butt cheek.
Three minutes later he was fucking her on Shamrock’s lawn chair.
***
Billy Hatch came of the bathroom whipping his hand on his jeans. He called up his corporate strategy planner and began typing.
‘Project: Pork Shamrock’
No, not good enough. Maybe…
‘Project: Pork the Protectors’
‘Project: Pork the Protectors and Save the World’
Yeah, that was good.
Objectives:
Strategy:
Hmm? That was tough. If the Wraith Lord was mixed up it was going to be really hard.
He minimized the window and logged on to Ever Quest, it would help him think.
***
Shamrock washed her costume in the sink carefully scrubbing it clean. Then she’d shake it at superspeed to dry it. It was a lot of work but she could hardly bring it to the laundromat could she? She’d wanted to move to larger apartment, one with it’s own washer/dryer but she wasn’t making enough money from the GPs just yet, especially not with the money she was sending back home for her family. But now Antonio would take care of her and she’d never worry about money again.
DiSeduttore had not bothered to strip the luscious Argentine beauty. He’d just shifted the crotch in La Sola’s costume over an inch and pulled the shoulders down unleashing her formidable tits. She thrust into him with enthusiasm and strength praising his prowess and masculinity.
Now this, this was a woman who knew how to please a man! He almost regretted starting with Irish girl.
"Papi! Papi!" she cried out thrusting her hips, using her flight powers for more leverage. He leaned over to kiss her and she practically ripped his tongue out with hers.
He was lost in her, he could barely think of anything else, she was so delicious he felt stronger already.
Dressed in a light blue summer dress Shamrock headed towards the balcony to dry her costume and then she saw them! La Sola was stealing her man! She retreated into the bathroom to cry. Oh Carmen how could she? And Antonio… didn’t he love her anymore?
***
Strategy:
There! Sheer genius.
First step 1. He started checking the information he’d gathered on the demon. The files from his own cameras, the ones inside the hotel, the guest records, demonology texts, everything else.
It took fifteen minutes of hard work but he did it.
Billy logged on to Battle.net to celebrate.
***
Antonio knew he had to pace himself. There were still six more supergirls to taste, no sense gorging himself on this one. He shot his load of cum into the hot Latin and stood up. "My dear Carmen, we must learn to control ourselves, what if Shannon grows suspicious?"
"Si, you are right of course Antonio, we must be discreet." She agreed pulling up her costume and readjusting the wet crotch.
He lit cigarettes for both of them as they looked out over the city.
"Tonight the Global Protectors are meeting at eight still?"
"Yes Maple Leaf wants us to meet and check on our progress." She suddenly remembered her mission "I should tell them the good news!"
Antonio intercepted her hand before she could activate her communicator. "Please Carmen, Shannon and I want to make the announcement ourselves at the meeting tonight. Won’t you please keep it secret until then?"
***
Rising Sun sighed contently as the dildo (a Thrust Master V) vibrated in her cunt. She turned her head to lick at Valkyrie’s pussy but the Swede (reluctantly) pushed her away. Perhaps this time with the Japanese girl’s resistance lowered it would work. She reactivated the mind control helmet and began again.
"You cannot remember anything that happened after they captured you…"
***
Aussie Girl flew by warehouse 36C, the abandoned warehouse where she and Shamrock had shut down the Hidden Dragon’s white slavery ring. But it was empty except for the homeless men encamped there. Determined and defiant she proceeded to warehouse 69G, the abandoned warehouse where she had found Maple Leaf after her encounter with the face hugger aliens. She would find her friend, wherever she was.
***
Antonio watched the Latin’s curvy ass as she flew away to do some volunteer work for the homeless. He was proud of the humiliation he’d come up with her, he’d only had to suggest it and the curvy temptress had taken off like it was the best idea she’d ever heard. His powers really had increased.
He only regretted he would miss the show, but he would sample her memories of it later.
He smoked another cigarette.
Walking back in he was irritated to see that Shamrock had barely cleaned the apartment while he was busy. He found her in the bathroom, clean, but weeping again. That was always the risk you ran crushing a girl’s spirit, she might not have enough will power to fulfill your commands. Sighing he picked her up and carried her out. He threw a clean blanket over her piss-stained mattress and threw her down on it. She nodded and pulled up her dress exposing the white cotton panties underneath. He tore them off with a growl and entered the passive girl.
***
After a few hours of searching Star was royally pissed. She’d had to cancel three appointments today all because the china doll got nailed. (And loved every minute of it she’d heard.) If she had to go into another Italian Restaurant, faux Roman hotel or wedding hall she’d scream! And then there was that black bitch calling her every fifteen minutes to make sure she was on the case.
She just wanted to go to a salon, get a facial, a massage and go home. She checked the clock tower as she flew by, FOUR MORE HOURS of this?
***
As he pounded Shamrock’s limp body (sigh, he knew he’d gone too far, well he’d have a lot more chances) Antonio took out his deck of Global Protectors Trading Cards. "Dearest, I would like to know more about your friends before I meet them tonight. Can you tell me something about this one, Maple Leaf?"
"S-she’s nice."
"Nice?"
"Sometimes she’s a little mean. It’s like, all she cares about is how much money we make and getting more. Sometimes I think she’s too worried about that stuff, and not enough about helping people. Maybe. I think."
He rolled her over applying his attentions to her tender ass.
"And does she have a man?"
"N-no-oh!" the Irish girl cried out in pain as he entered her. He smacked her in the head to stop it. "N-no, s-she s-says s-she’s too buh-busy for a buh-boyfriend…"
Antonio knew the type, they were always a lot of fun. Hard to break down but it was rewarding one you did it. Properly tamed, that sort of obsessive woman would be a perfect servant, efficient, hard-working, loyal. And with that hint of defiance that always kept the relationship interesting.
Shamrock sobbed a few times as he finished in her ass. He rolled her over and started fucking her tits. They were bit small for this activity but they were good enough. Really, he should have taken the time to do this with Carmen, ah well, there would be time later.
"That’s good, now tell me about Tigress."
"She’s nice…"
He was starting to sense a pattern here.
***
Tigress finally put it all together. With 3 truckloads of Roman artifacts Caligula could hardly be hiding in a restaurant like he had last time when he held a banquet for his gladiators. He would not leave them crated up, he would want to display them properly, recreating an imperial palace somewhere. Therefore he probably wasn’t even in the city. As it happens, the Megapois Centurions, the local football team, had a summer training camp three hours drive upstate styled to look like a Roman arena.
And today was cheerleader practice.
Normally the Global Protectors’ deputy leader would summon the entire team and go after him but she felt dishonored and wanted to deal with Caligula personally.
And permanently.
She told Valkyrie she was leaving to check out a lead and rerouted communications to the infirmary. Turning off her communicator she rose into the air. If she followed the thruway she would have no problem finding it.
She broke the sound barrier before she even left the city limits.
***
Why was he asking about her friends? Shamrock wondered. Did he like them better than her, was he, was he going to cheat with them too? She wanted to cry, to curl into a ball and cry forever, men were such pigs. But she didn’t cry, she wouldn’t give him the satisfaction. Instead she tried to smile as he gently jammed a plastic spatula into her pussy.
"Aussie Girl? Oh she’s nice…"
***
Star finished checking out Mamma Leoni’s Fine Italian Kitchen smiling and waving to her fans. At least she was doing something productive on this tour of Italian places in Megapolis, she just hated signing things for free. They should at least buy a CD or poster or something instead of giving her some filthy napkin. But… that’s what pays the bills. She knew that after seeing her in person at least some of them would pick up her new album. And tell their friends.
She flew into the air and called in. "OK, thunder thighs I’m done. Now where to? Hello? Tigress? I’m waiting!"
There was a crackle of static (cheap Jap junk) and Valkyrie’s voice emerged "Tigress is investigating a lead and I am very busy right now so please continue the investigation on your own."
Well now wasn’t that sweet? Maybe Shamrock is at Bliss Spa? Star immediately headed over to check.
***
Valkyrie was making progress. The nude Japanese girl had stopped struggling against the restraints and seemed to finally be accepting suggestions.
"Tell me again, how you were captured."
"I really don’t know. I was reading my PDA-"
"Forget that, you were watching the loading dock."
"I was watching the loading dock and something hit me, I was knocked unconscious."
"What is the next thing your remember?"
"I woke up here."
"Good." Now to see if she had been traumatized. The Swede took out Rising Sun’s psychological profile.
***
There was no denying it, Antonio was bored. He swung the belt again, this time catching Shamrock right in the tender spot between the legs. She yelped in pain but barely shed any tears. A shame really, he’d just gone too far too fast and now there was no thrill left.
"i'm sorry master, i'm sorry, please forgive me, please forgive your little shamrock"
Pah, hardly any enthusiasm at all.
"Then speak the truth your whore, does Valkyrie like women or doesn’t she?"
"i don’t know master, i don’t… s-she never had a boy friend, and one time i thought she was looking at me in the s-shower, looking at me funny."
"You!"
WACK!
"Forgot!"
WACK!
"To Say!"
WACK!
"Master!"
WACK!
"i'm sorry master, please, please forgive this slave"
Where had the thrill gone? She was too pliable now, she’d do anything he asked.
Ah well, it hardly mattered now, he was learning the secrets of the Global Protectors and after tonight they would all be his.
***
At police headquarters Maple Leaf’s communicator buzzed, relaying a call from her private cell phone, the one only the Global Protector’s biggest donors had access to. She excused herself for a minute and flew into the air for some privacy.
"Hello, this is Maple Leaf, how can I help you?"
"Hey ML, this Billy, Billy Hatch from the party Friday."
Maple Leaf was tempted to hang up, she had more important things to do than talk with a measly $100k donor. But then again it had been his first donation and who knew what the future might bring.
"Ah, yes, Mr. Hatch, how can I help you?"
***
"St-Star? S-she’s n-not –nice at all…"
As she was spanked with a frying pan, Shamrock realized she just didn’t love Antonio anymore.