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 6: - In The Greatest Town on Earth & trade;

(A message from the Megapolis Board of Tourism)

Since she was a young girl, growing up in a wealthy family in Buenos Aires, Carmen had tried to help the poor. She had volunteered in soup kitchens, worked in schools for underprivileged children and marched for better housing. It was something she was quite proud of. Even now 1% of the sales of her merchandise went to charity.

So when young Shamrock’s fiancee had suggested she volunteer to deal with the problem of sexual frustration among homeless men she had eagerly agreed. There were dozens of them living in this abandoned warehouse, and many of them had not been with a beautiful woman in years. Sad really. Now they looked at her apprehensively, some eager, others afraid it was some sort of trick.

She’d brought a boom box from home and put on her favorite dance mix. As the music filled the warehouse she started shaking her 36D breasts. They shifted under the Argentine flag on her costume making it wave like it was in a strong breeze. Even the most paranoid beggars paused to stare as she kicked her legs and shook the most famous ass in the world. Some started to clap, others took long hits from their bottles and tried to dance as well, parodying her graceful movements.

She grabbed one, a toothless old man and danced with him a bit, sliding her bare thigh between his legs. He grabbed her tits and squeezed making her squeal with delight. She kissed him hard and threw him back to his friends.

She slid one arm out of the costume, then the other. With a quick thrust of her chest her breasts came free, to the cheers of rabble. She took to the air, spinning and somersaulting, over their heads showing every inch of her luscious tan body. She grabbed another wino at random and buried his face in her breasts allowing him to suck on them for a moment before dropping him onto a pile of rags. By then many of the bolder (or more degenerate) bums had their cocks out and were eagerly masturbating. Too bad, she’d have to speed things up before their loads were wasted. She hadn’t worked this hard just so these poor men could spill their seed on the ground.

She landed and grabbed one of the wankers, trusting her pelvis in his face again and again in time with the music. As the beat hit its climax she reached down, grabbed a handful of spandex from her crotch and tore the leotard off completely, tossing it to the nearest tramp.

She skillfully descended onto the filthy cock pinning the bum to the concrete floor. Her full lips and eager tongue locked over his toothless mouth and her hands caressed his hairy chest.

The rest of the hobos cheered and started fighting to be the next in line.

***

Across town, hovering over police headquarters Maple Leaf tried to keep her cool.

"I’m sorry Mr. Hatch there is just no way a civilian, even one with your generosity and stature, can attend one of our meetings, there are just too many complications with um, insurance." This was the third time he’d asked, she was running out of polite ways to say no to him.

"Four million? That, that’s really very generous of you but, well…"

Four million dollars was four million dollars.

"Perhaps I could offer you a private tour of the facility? You would be able to meet all of our members, have an exclusive tour of our trophy room and I could even lend you some videos of the girls in action. Say about nine? Excellent. Just come to the front gate, and punch in 363236 it will let you in. Wonderful, I look forward to seeing you. Goodbye Mr. Hatch."

Great. Another thing to worry about. She checked the time as she landed, 6pm. OK, one more hour of checking police files then back to the Gaia Building to prepare for the meeting.

"Hey Cap’in Canuck" a PCU cop called "you cumin at the party this year" he asked thrusting his hips a few times to emphasize his point.

"Not on your needledick."

She would never live that down would she? Fuck it. This year she wasn’t even going. She’d send La Sola (who’d do anything) and Aussie Girl (who had an adventurous streak herself). Let them figure out what to do.

***

The cab pulled up at the gate of the Gaia Estate and Antonio climbed out of the back seat stretching and straightening his dark suit. He retrieved his leather briefcase from the cab and opened the front door where Shamrock gave the driver a mind-shattering blowjob. He admired her tight ass and her growing skills, and for a minute he even considered keeping her around. But then he smacked her on the butt saying it’s time to go. She gasped, and loosened her lips on the man’s penis allowing his long held cum to shoot into her big green eyes. Antonio pulled her out of the cab, wished the driver well and headed towards the iron gates.

He put her on her feet and told her to punch in the security codes and add him to the list of authorized visitors. He had to instruct her in every step of the process, practically pushing the buttons for her. He really was tired of her. What was the point of a slave you had to tell every little thing to? That was it, when this was over he’d send her away, maybe turning her into a street walker or giving her to some villain as a gift.

Shamrock wore her newer costume, a green, white and gold leotard with a column of four shamrocks descending from her left breast to her crotch. Green gloves, gold and green boots (with another pair of shamrocks) and a green mask completed the ensemble. She felt a little strange being fully clothed with Antonio (as clothed as a heroine got anyway), without him even touching her. But that was just another sign the magic was gone. She was just going through the motions now. For the first time she thought maybe they should postpone the wedding.

***

Twenty girls stood in formation breathing heavily, sweating, traces of fluid leaking down their thighs. Caligula looked down at forty heaving breasts barely constrained by their thin white, toga-like cheerleaders’ costumes. Finally one collapsed twitching from her severe orgasm and crying out in pleasure. Reluctantly, Caligula deactivated their Laurels and clapped his hands. Disappointed and tired the girls picked up their pompoms and began the routine again. Caligula was proud of it, he’d written it himself.

He’s the Roman who’s all-knowin’

The Caesar who will please ya

The Emperor of Ecstasy

Who do we love?

CALIGULA!

Who’s gonna give it to ya?

CALIGULA!

They leapt, they kicked they gyrated and waved. They sang and shook and flashed their wet red panties, they mimed touching themselves and moaned like whores. None dared make a mistake, because if they made a mistake the Emperor would not reward them with Laurels.

Caligula and the Gladiator Gang had arrived around nine in the morning easily overcoming the security guard and surprising the girls in their locker room. Once the struggling cheerleaders were fitted with Laurels and allowed to enjoy them for a few minutes they became much more pliable.

They’d been practicing all day and the girls, though nearly exhausted, had the new routine almost perfect. In fact, this was the best show yet.

The cheerleaders dropped to one knee and saluted their Emperor yelling "AVE CAESAR!" as loud as they could.

With the sun going down he decided it was time for some celebration. The Gladiators had been working hard too, setting up the looted treasures in an attempt to recreate Caligula’s ancient home. Secutor was setting up a table of fruits and wines they had stolen on the way up. Retiarius was hanging Caligula’s personal banners from the stands. He called them all over and announced "Your Caesar is well pleased this day. Let tonight be a time for feasting and celebration! For you have all earned your LAURELS!"

He activated all of them, the girls were overcome falling over in place as his men ran at the girls tearing clothes and grabbing flesh.

Caligula loved a good orgy.

***

Valkyrie prepared a checklist for her patient to ensure that Rising Sun’s experiences had not significantly altered her sexual attitudes or appetites. She didn’t want a repeat of that time Tigress was turned into a nymphomaniac obsessed with teen boys by her experiences with the Wulf Pak. She reactivated the mind control helmet and asked in Japanese:

"Tell me Rising Sun, what are you feelings about sex with a man?

"If a man respects me, and loves me, and I love him, and the time is right, and it is romantic then we should make love together. Maybe."

The answer was perfectly in accord with her profile. Valkyrie checked off the first box.

"Sex with machines such as vibrators or dildos?"

"Terrible, it seems so unnatural."

"Sex with animals?"

"Yuk! Never!"

"Objects such as broomsticks or light bulbs?"

"Valkyrie? Why would you ask such a thing?"

The last question was the hardest to ask…

"With a woman?"

"That would be disgusting!"

The Swedish beauty sighed heavily. It was always that way. The others called her the Ice Queen, not only because of her Scandinavian heritage but because she kept her feelings so repressed. But it was hard. She had not had any sex (discounting machines and victorious villains) for months, not since that time the Dominator had controlled her and La Sola. She wondered if what they said about the Argentine was true? Would she really be up for another go?

She put the thought out of her head lest her thoughts accidentally influence her patient through the helmet. She activated it one last time to finish the process.

"In five minutes you will wake up feeling refreshed and rested with no memories of this treatment or your ordeal. You will be eager to get back in action and put this behind you, do you understand?"

"Yes I do."

"Good."

She removed the vibrator from Kisume and packed it away along with the helmet. There was no time to take it back to the subbasement vault so she just put it in a cabinet beneath the sink.

***

She didn’t notice Antonio standing in the doorway watching the entire scene. He understood Japanese of course, he could speak any language he wanted. He smiled like a fox. This was just too good to pass up.

***

Valkyrie looked longingly at Rising Suns slim back and tight butt. She was putting on her new costume, one of La Sola’s designs. The bathing suit-like leotard was cut lower in front showing more cleavage and cut low on the back. The shoulder straps were gone, newer, stronger elastics were supposed to keep the girl’s package inside the suit (the small-breasted Asian’s package had also been liberally padded). The mask was gone too (there’d been a long argument about that change) replaced by a pretty choker with a small red sun on it. She looked better than ever.

Valkyrie shook her head to get the idea out of her mind. It was unthinkable. Impossible.

Valkyrie regarded herself in a mirror. Her body was a marvel, slim but endowed with fantastic breasts and strong shoulders. If she wanted to she might be able to challenge the likes of La Sola or Star for the title of hottest Protector, but she rarely put much effort into her appearance. After a long day of treatment (brain washing) she did not look her best at all. She wore no makeup and her hair was tied up in a tight bun. She wore pointed horn-rimmed glasses that she did not need but chose to wear to make her seem more business-like. Even she had to admit she looked horrible. She looked like a librarian.

Then RS turned around and asked "How do I look Val-chan?"

"Gorgeous!" she blurted out without thinking. "I mean the new costume suits you, it is a shame your other one was damaged but this is a clear improvement Rising Sun."

The Asian smiled at her, a friendly smile but also something more… she walked towards her teammate, her hips swinging noticeably, licking her lips.

Impossible. Unthinkable.

"It makes me feel so… sexy."

"I-" Valkyrie stammered.

"I should thank you for tending to me Val-chan, show how much you mean to me, in so many ways."

"Please..." Valkyrie whispered back longingly. Anything else she might have planned to say was cut off as Rising Sun’s breasts rubbed against hers, Rising Suns fingers danced on her crotch and Rising Sun’s tongue entered her mouth.

The Ice Queen melted.

***

Caligula could not have been happier. He lay on an authentic Roman couch with one naked cheerleader feeding him grapes, one deftly licking his penis and one on each hand accepting his fingers into their most private places.

He was lying in the practice field looking west at the beautiful sunset while all around him beautiful girls and strong men had athletic sex in some very imaginative positions. He loved the sound of their moans, sighs and cries. He loved the motion of hips against hips. He loved the sound of whistling wind as Tigress swooped down on them screaming a battlecry. What?

***

Aussie Girl arrived back at headquarters around 6:30. She’d checked the entire abandoned warehouse district and was out of ideas. No one was answering at the Gaia building so she decided to check things out. With her straight blond hair tied back in a tight ponytail, her shining blue, white and red costume and steely gaze she looked determined and spunky, ready for anything that might be waiting for her.

So she was beside herself with joy when the first person she saw was Shamrock herself! She ran over grabbing her friend in a strong embrace, asking her questions, welcoming him her back and scolding her for disappearing like that as she tried to sort through her feelings of concern, relief and anger.

Shamrock said nothing, standing there staring into the distance with a sad look on her face. Aussie Girl grew concerned and then suspicious. Something was wrong with Shannon. She almost cried out when she felt a hand on her shoulder. She spun in a fighting stance to face…

A very nice looking man. Tall, dark, handsome, with the nicest eyes. He smiled at her and then gestured to Shamrock. "Shannon, won’t you introduce me to your pretty friend?"

"um, this is, is Antonio, he’s my, um…"

Antonio jumped in cutting her off "My name is Antonio DiSedutorre, I am a reporter here to learn more about the Global Protectors, and their prettiest member of course." He kissed her gloved hand and she sighed. "Perhaps you could give me a private tour of this building."

"Why Antonio I’d love to! This place is just incredible, we can start with the basement, it’s really interesting and very private. Oh wait a minute, what about Shamrock?"

"Oh her, she is nothing. Miss Shamrock, you may go now."

Chatting, arm-in-arm Aussie Girl and Antonio walked away leaving the Irish girl confused and sad.

Was that it?

Had they just broken up?

She sat down on a bench in the lobby and sobbed.

***

Tigress looked over the battlefield. The Megapolis Centurionettes crawled throughout the field trying desperately to piece together their shattered Laurels. Gladiators lay broken like toys, clutching shattered limbs or lying limp and unconscious in the mud. The hilt of Secutor’s sword had been rammed down his throat breaking his jaw while Retiarius rolled around trying desperately to remove the butt of his trident from a very tender spot.

She held Caligula’s set of Laurels (the only undamaged set left) in one hand and the would-be Emperor’s testicles in the other.

"Want these? Then tell me what you did with Shamrock!"

Crying, pleading, begging, desperately clutching at the Laurels he denied ever seeing the Irish heroine.

Tigress gave a little squeeze but only got the same response. Satisfied she had gotten all the information she cared about, Tigress closed both of her hands, crushing what she held.

Wiping the blood from her hand on a discarded cheerleading uniform she took to the sky to return home. She still had a comrade in danger.

***

Maple Leaf was royally pissed. She’d tried signaling everyone and no one was answering. She almost expected this from a flake like Star or La Sola but even the reliable ones like Aussie and Val weren’t replying. Was the system down again? Was everyone just goofing off? Either way she was going to kick some ass when she got there.

***

Valkyrie’s statuesque body was covered with a fine sheen of sweat, her blue and yellow costume around her ankles, her hands bending the stainless steel counter she gripped. Below, Rising Sun looked like she was praying on her knees to a blond goddess as her strong fingers caressed the Swede’s flanks and her nimble tongue massaged the inflamed vagina. Valerie moaned again and her body shook involuntarily. It was as good as she had hoped, as good as she had dreamed, better than anything she had ever done. The Asian’s tongue traveled up her body, licking and caressing her, finding all the right spots, pleasing her the way only a woman would know…

Now Rising Sun reached behind her, practically prying her fingers free from the counter. Valkyrie felt Rising Sun’s strong fingers lock around her wrists just as she noticed the young man at the door. Frank, one of the janitors. His fly was open, and his giant-sized man-thing was out and ready.

Suddenly afraid she blurted "Kisume! What is this? Kisume!"

"Just relax Val-chan, it’s a special treat for you."

"Kisume! Kisume!"

"Kiss you? Okay Val-chan."

Rising Sun locked her mouth over the struggling lesbian cutting off any more protests as Frank entered her waiting love canal.

***

At 7pm Maple Leaf landed in the back and headed right for the monitor room. If she didn’t find Tigress there there’d be hell to pay. She walked in the back door and heard the sounds of breaking glass coming from (she listened carefully) HER OFFICE! She ran around the corner, ready for whatever menace had entered her home.

Instead she found her youngest member, Aussie Girl, systematically destroying her office, ripping up pictures, smashing trophies, she’d even cracked the antique desk in two!

Outraged, she advanced on the wonder from down-under shaking her finger, "I don’t know what the fuck you’re thinking you stupid bitch but unless you have a damn good answer for me you’re going to find your fat ass bounced out of the Global Protec-"

Aussie Girl swiped with her strong leg knocking the ex-leader of the GP on her ass. Planting a foot between her tits she pinned the struggling Canadian to the floor like a butterfly.

"You’re not in charge any more, Jillian. I know all about the double book-keeping, the way you pocket our charity money, the way you and Val keep us under control, and it’s all over."

Suddenly afraid Maple Leaf struggled but could not seem to get up. Her strength seemed to have deserted her. But she still had her wits…

"Aussie Girl, please tell me what’s wrong, I can help y—"

AG’s swift punch almost shattered Maple Leaf’s nose, blood poured down her lips.

"I think we’ve had enough of you Jillian. Enough of your abuse, enough of your lies and your exploitation. I think it’s time you got a taste of what’s it like to be on the bottom here."

She reached into the bag that nice man had given her. He’d really opened her eyes about so many things, and shown her how to make it right.

***

Shamrock sat in the lobby wondering how it all gone wrong. It had been so wonderful at first but now she could see they were from two different worlds. The warning signs had been there from the start but she had been a silly girl and ignored them.

La Sola entered the lobby, showing off her naked body. She was so beautiful, all the boys loved her, why can’t I be that beautiful?

She was a little dirty and there was some stuff running down her leg, maybe had been working out? She started washing herself in the fountain, cupping her breasts and whipping her hair around.

Shamrock was so jealous, why couldn’t she be free and uninhibited like Carmen? It must be so wonderful.

Soon Antonio joined her in the fountain, fucking her breasts and shooting cum into her beautiful face.

No wonder Antonio dumped me, why would he want a dumpy girl like me when he could be with a glamorous woman like Carmen Mendez?

They eventually left, flying and fucking in midair. Just like we used to do.

***

Billy downloaded everything he needed to know into his PDA and tucked it into his khaki cargo pants. He changed into his favorite camouflage tee shirt and put on his double extra-large leather jacket over it. Changing into his prescription sunglasses he headed for the car. He had to make one stop before going to the Global Protector’s HQ. Make that two stops, he’d need a few packs of condoms.

***

Shamrock started to think about how to move on now that her engagement was pretty much over. There was that boy at the party a while ago, what had his name been? Maybe he would call.

She wanted to ask Aussie Girl for advice (she never had trouble getting dates) but she seemed so busy.

In fact she was just going by with Maple Leaf. Aussie Girl had torn out the crotch of her costume to fit dildos in her pussy and ass. She smiled and winked at her friend. Maple Leaf didn’t say anything to her, probably because of the ball gag filling her mouth. Jillian’s ankles, knees, wrists and elbows were bound together with studded straps, a red leather collar was locked around her neck with a leash trailing from it. Aussie walked behind her holding the leash in one hand and a riding crop in the other. She was lashing her leader forcing Maple Leaf to hop frantically to avoid being hit. Halfway across the lobby Maple Leaf fell over on her side. Aussie girl lashed the fallen heroine cruelly shredding the red and while costume raising livid welts until the bleeding Maple Leaf finally wiggled back to her feet.

Aussie Girl laughed. She seemed to be having a good time.

Shamrock wished the other girls liked her more, they never invited her to do anything.

***

At 7:45 Tigress landed in front of the Gaia Building her keen senses immediately picking up signs of trouble within. She flew through the lobby noticing Shamrock sitting there paralyzed. She wanted to go to her battle-sister but she smelled blood on the floor and heard cries ahead, there was no time to help the weak, she had a battle to win. Flying past the gym she saw Maple Leaf hanging upside down as Aussie Girl beat her with a cat o-nine tails while reading a list of demands. The Canadian saw her and her wide eyes pleaded for help. Again she passed by, making the difficult decision to keep going rather than stop and help. If she stopped or even slowed down whatever madness had infested the Gaia Building might claim her as well. She heard cries from the main meeting room, La Sola and a man she did not recognize. She headed for them.

***

Antonio had just about finished the renovations in the meeting room. The large oak table had been broken up and reshaped into a crude throne. The cheesy murals of ‘world peace’, ‘harmony’ and ‘understanding’ have been defaced as best he could in the limited time allowed. The monitors smashed so that broken glass littered the floor and dark banners with disturbing runes had been hung from the walls. Trash bins filled with burning paper and computer disks had been added to the corners of the room to give it the ambience of fire and brimstone he liked. He could add the candles, statues and pentagram later. For now he was taking a quick break, fucking the insatiable Argentine while flipping through his Global Protectors trading cards. What was the American saying? "Can’t tell the players without a score card."

Each card showed the heroine in her costume striking a pose which the back had some vital information. He’d covered each with small notes written in his own dark language.

Maple Leaf? Living her worst nightmare. Check.

Aussie Girl? Living her fondest dream. Check.

La Sola? Living my fondest dream. Check and check check. He tweaked her nipples in appreciation.

Shamrock? Whatever. He tossed her card into a pile of trash.

Rising Sun and Valkyrie? He perked up his ears, yup they were doing their thing, each getting what they really wanted. In fact it was time for part 2.

Star would be late of course. She always was. And she was just a stuck-up American blond, not worthy of a corruptor of his talent. He’d decided not even to bother enchanting her, she’d be much more delicious in her natural state.

Tigress was still missing. Apparently she’d gone after some villain. But it didn’t matter, she’d show up sooner or later.

***

Tigress hovered outside the meeting chamber for a second. But she knew there was no time to plan, she had to act! Smashing through the doors she took in the scene immediately, accelerating she slammed into the strange man throwing him across the room and into the world peace mural. His dick shot a trail of cum like an afterburner. She paused for a moment to see if she had hurt La Sola but the delay was almost fatal.

The Argentine rose in defense of her man punching Tigress cruelly in the gut and following up with a quick shot to the jaw. Tigress reeled for a second but quickly recovered. Even on her best day the Latin was no match for her strength or ferocity. None of the Global Protectors were. A savage series of blows rained down on the curvy beauty putting her down for the count.

But La Sola’s sacrifice was not in vain. She’d bought her lover the time he needed to recover and act. By the time Tigress turned back towards him she saw things a bit differently.

A tall Hispanic teen waited for her, his hair in a long ponytail. He had on tight jeans and a black leather jacket with the sleeves cut off to show off his powerful biceps and the wolf head tattoo on each arm. "Kanika, I’ve been waiting for you."

She stood confused for a second.

He walked closer opening his arms. "Tigress, the whole Wulf Pak is waiting, all thirty of us, can you handle it?"

She smiled and tore off her costume with one swift rip. The Kenyan heroine leapt at him, knocking him to floor…

This is pretty damn good Antonio had to admit. Tigress was definitely the sort of woman who could crush you between her mighty thighs and make you love every second of it. He wondered how she would do against La Sola.

***

After the fourth or fifth time Valkyrie stopped struggling and pleading. Her hips even began to mechanically return Frank’s trusts. Rising Sun noted the Swede was started to respond. How wonderful! She was finally learning to enjoy it. Kisume leaned down and whispered "See! You’ll thank me when this is over".

Valkyrie glared at her Asian teammate. How could the Jap betray her like this? Weren’t they like sisters? The betrayal angered her more than the violation. But her grip was too strong, she had to convince the sneaky traitor to relax. "It feels so good" she lied through grit teeth. Happy, Rising Sun momentarily loosened her grip to kiss her friend, but that moment of weakness allowing the Swede supreme to spring into action!

A quick kick broke Frank’s neck propelling his body across the room. Her hands seized the Asian beauty’s throat in an iron grip and began to squeeze the life from her. Rising Sun struggled for some minutes until finally crumpling into unconsciousness. Valkyrie rose and kicked the little tease a few times to teach her a lesson.

For a minute she stood confused as if trying to remember what she was supposed to do next. Then her head cleared. She found a bag by the doorway with the stuff she needed. She took it and walked towards the sprawled Asian. She had to prepare her for the meeting. Tearing off the Asian’s costume she started dressing her and doing her hair.

***

Aussie Girl lowered Maple Leaf’s battered body from the ceiling and kicked her sharply a few times so she’d remember her lessons. She straddled her leader looking with satisfaction at the fear in her eyes. Aussie Girl pulled the gag out with a pop and rose to her feet. Maple Leaf shuddered and looked away wondering what new punishment the angry aussie planned for her.

"Lick it" she commanded holding the sole of her boot over ML’s mouth.

Maple Leaf licked it clean.

***

The Global Protectors meeting started promptly at eight o’clock. Antonio sat on his throne reviewing the membership. Still tightly bound, Maple Leaf licked Valkyrie’s wet snatch while Aussie Girl lashed her again and again. Blissful moans were punctuated with the sharp crack of a whip. La Sola pumped into Tigress with a double-headed dildo, Tigress pushed back giving as good as she got. Rising Sun’s hair had been arranged in two pigtails and her body had been dressed in a gray pleated skirt and an unbuttoned white blouse. Knee high white socks and black flats completed the look. Her small body bounced eagerly on Antonio’s thick cock, with all the enthusiasm of a nymphomaniacal schoolgirl.

It was a cliché, but it was a good cliché.

And this was just for starters.

Antonio looked again at his trading cards, he needed one more to complete the set.

***

Star arrived at headquarters promptly at 8:25. Precisely on time to be fashionably late. The American flag that covered her luscious body had curves that could make any man proud to be American. Her make-up and skin were flawless, the result of hours in the spa. Her long blond hair had been blow-dried to frame her high cheekbones and penetrating blue eyes. She looked perfect. She had to look perfect, to remind the other girls of their place. And hers.

Walking into the lobby she did not even notice the bloodstains or mess. She ignored Shamrock (the stupid mic must have been off getting drunk and now she was sleeping it off or something) and continued on.

But as she got closer to the meeting room even she could not remain oblivious to the damage. She started wonder if she should continue on or fly away as fast as she could.

Fly away to, um, get help of course.

***

Hearing her, smelling her, feeling her footsteps through the stone and feeling the air she disturbed, Antonio clapped his hands calling the girls to attention.

***

Hesitantly Star continued forward. She thought she’d heard something but now it was completely quiet except for her stiletto heels clicking on the floor. "Guys?" she whispered. "Anyone there?"

She jumped three feet into the air when Aussie Girl came around the corner. It wasn’t the ripped costume or the dildos that frightened her but the steely gaze and hungry grin on the young girls face.

OK, it really was more the costume and dildos.

"Hey bitch, it’s payback time." Aussie Girl charged towards her, Star screamed like a little girl and ran back the way she’d come.

But Valkyrie blocked the way back greeting the longhaired American with a double-handed punch to her precious face. Star was thrown back and bounced twice off the floor, one oversized breast popping out of her top.

"OK you dyke, if that’s what it’s gonna be…" Star flew up tackling the Swede and smashing her through the wall into the trophy room dazing them both. Star climbed to her feet trying to get her bearings and escape. But she was too slow as behind her, La Sola and Tigress smashed through the wall and advanced.

Star tried to remember some of that kung-fu stuff the Jap girl taught her and went into something that sort of looked like a karate stance. If you learned karate from the Matrix movies.

She did a cool looking ‘come here’ gesture and cried "Bring it on bitches!"

La Sola and Tigress smiled and assumed their own fighting stances.

Naturally, Star was savagely beaten. In minutes she was lying on the floor with a black eye and bruises all over. Hunched into a fetal position she begged pitifully for them to let her go. The two responded by tearing off what remained of her costume.

It was then that Maple Leaf entered the ruined trophy room. The Canadian looked down at Star her arms crossed over her nude breasts. Even covered in welts and scars she looked proud and in command. Rising Sun lurked behind her with a camera, for some reason the Jap girl was dressed like something out of a Britney Spears video.

"Smile for your fans Slut-san."

"Star, you’re late."

"Hey, boss, um, what’s going on? Is this about monitor duty? I mean, if you want me to do monitor duty I will…"

Maple Leaf kicked her in the face. The other girls joined in getting their well-earned revenge.

"Stuck up cunt."

"Lazy American."

"Slept with my boyfriend!"

"You let me get captured bitch!"

"Too good for some real work?"

"Think you should be paid more than us?"

All the while Rising Sun’s camera took in every detail of the savage beating, she’d upload it to the internet later.

Finally the girls grabbed Star’s battered arms and legs and carried her into the meeting hall.

***

It was a little after nine when Billy parked his Delorean and punched in the access code at the front gate. He stealthily crept up the walkway, hiding in the shadows and moving silently.

At least he tried.

Come on, you’ve gotta give him some credit.

***

They carried Star into the desecrated meeting room. When she saw the guy sitting in front her heart leapt for a second. "Mister! Help! Please! They’ve gone crazy!"

He just smiled and gestured for them to bring her.

"Please mister!" the hysterical American wailed "you gotta help me! I’ll do anything you want!"

As her teammates lowered Star onto Antonio’s waiting cock he whispered "Oh Star, you must understand, from now on you will do everything I want."

The pampered pop star screamed.

***

Finally Billy crept into the Global Protector’s well-lit lobby ready for action. Creeping around a column he jumped as he ran into Shamrock sitting by herself on a bench.

"Shamrock?" he whispered. "Are you OK?" He shook her but she did not respond, just sitting there with her eyes glazed and a thin bit of drool running down her chin.

"OK, OK, gotta leave her, gotta beat the demon and save the world. Gotta go now, yup, gotta go now…I’ll come back later…"

Oh what the hell he decided, there was time to cop a feel. Or two. Or three. For good luck of course.

As he was rubbing her breasts her eyes began to focus and her head turned.

"…billy…"

"Yes? Shamrock? Can you hear me?" Obviously, he thought, his plan to revive her was working.

"…you’re so nice…like my old boyfriend…"

"Um yeah Shamrock right. Now you have to get up, we have to stop that Italian guy."

"…so nice…so gentle…would you like a blow job…?"

Oh what the hell… for good luck of course.

***

In the meeting room six of the Global Protectors stood before Antonio in their trademark pose; big smile, hands on their hips, chest out, legs conveniently spread.

A seventh struggled on his lap alternately begging and cursing as his strong hands pumped her up and down on his long member.

Antonio thought about making a speech, or just gloating, but there seemed no need.

He just relaxed and once more returned to his true form.

Star felt it first as the hands gripping her swelled and the cock she straddled thickened and lengthened teaching her sensations no mortal woman should ever feel. It divided inside her and divided again until seven tentacle-like penises were squirming inside her tight body. The feeling lasted only a few seconds as one pushed her up shoving her against the ceiling while still pumping and out. Swift as snakes the others sought out and penetrated their willing targets.

The Incubus roared, shaking the building’s very foundations.

***

Startled Billy jumped to his feet spilling his meager load on Shamrock’s thick red hair. "Holy fuck. Come on honey, we gotta get moving." Zipping his fly Billy patted the pockets of his cargo pants pulling out the weapons he’d prepared. It had been tough to find them on short notice but a good web search had located what he needed at a Goth shop downtown.

He’d noticed on the surveillance tapes that while all the other guests at the Plaza got their food in silver trays Antonio got his on plastic. In fact his guest record had specific instructions not to use silver serving platters or utensils. So in one hand he had a silver cross and in the other a pure silver dagger (with a steel core for strength). His PDA had recordings of an exorcism he’d downloaded. He was fully packed and ready to get medieval on some demon ass.

Shamrock trailed behind him. He called her honey, what was so nice, not like her old boyfriend who always called her his sperm receptacle.

***

The (almost) omnipotent Incubus knew all of this of course. It didn’t worry him.

***

Billy ran into the meeting room weapons ready. He was a bit surprised at the sight that greeted him, what with the big overfiend guy and all the girls squirming on the end of tentacle penises. It looked like some Japanese hentai animation, pretty unoriginal.

"Come on Shamrock, let’s shut this guy down." He activated the sound files on his PDA and advanced with the cross. "Back demon, go back to hell!"

The Incubus recoiled instinctively from the silver, his one true weakness, pulling out of Tigress and Rising Sun as the fat nerd advanced…

The two girls fell to the ground babbling incoherently.

Then the Incubus squinted down at the computer geek and looked long into his soul. "Y’know kid" the hulking demon rumbled, the bass of his voice shaking Billy bones, "That cross only repels me when it’s held by someone with faith."

"I have faith" Billy retorted, "I’m 100% confident this will repel you, so there."

"You know that’s not what I mean."

"Maybe, but technically I do have faith in this cross working so you have to recoil."

This is stupid, the Incubus thought, I’m really close to being all-powerful, why do I have to sit here and argue with this geek?

***

Shamrock was not surprised at all to see how Antonio had changed. She’d always suspected that deep down all men were like that really. Except her Billy, he was so brave and strong. She wanted to give him a blowjob right then and there.

***

Two tentacles lashed out grabbing Billy’s wrists and ankles. The Incubus pulled suspending Billy horizontally for second. He dropped the cross and dagger and wet his cargo pants. The dot com millionaire had just enough time to cry for mercy before being ripped in two.

Star, still pinned to the ceiling was showered with gore and began to scream again.

***

"Oh and thank you for returning Shamrock to me. Come here Shamrock, come here my little sperm receptacle. I think I can spare some cum for you."

***

Shamrock was angry, she’d finally met a nice man who loved her and was gentle with her and Antonio had gone and spoiled it! Well this time she was going to show him. She ran forward and grabbed the fallen cross and dagger. The demon recoiled sharply, withdrawing from the girls dropping poor Star to the floor.

"Tony! I’ve had enough of you! You lie to me, you treat me like dirt, you don’t respect me as a person! I never, ever, want to see you again!"

The Incubus shrieked unable to even look in her direction, he shrank, deflating and shriveling as she approached.

"I should have known you were just like all the other guys, all you care about is, is S-E-X! You’re not a nice boy at all!"

‘Lucifer’s Beard’ the Incubus thought ‘I don’t mind being defeated but, like this?’

He shrank back further from Shamrock as she advanced on him the cross glowing in her gloved hand.

"Antonio! I’m breaking up with you!" She thrust the silver dagger into his heart!

A blast of pure hellfire knocked the Irish heroine across the room, her psychokinetic field barely protecting her from being burned to a crisp. The foundations shook again as the Incubus’ stolen power escaped outward shattering every piece of glass in the building and incinerating most of the contents of the room.

When the firestorm was over eight beautiful nude women lay in the empty room along with Billy’s scattered bones. A three-foot hole had been burned clear through the marble ceiling to the evening sky above.

***

It was around three in the morning after Star stumbled naked out the gates of the Gaia building towards a distant payphone. The rocks hurt her tender feet and air was really cold. She fell over a few times, too tired to walk straight but eventually reached the lonely telephone. Grasping it one hand and leading on the pole for support she punched the 0 key again and again.

"Operator? Operator? I need the number for 911…"

Epilogue 1 – The Girl

It was some weeks later. Most of the damage to their headquarters had been repaired (putting a big hole in their finances for the next year) and the girls had all been treated for trauma by Valkyrie. Maple Leaf chaired their first formal meeting since the attack.

"…some good news about the Caligula case. Lieutenant Sharpe informs me that all charges were dropped against Tigress since she obviously was not in control of herself at the time of the heinous attack."

"Obviously" Tigress added with a predatory grin. Everyone shifted uncomfortably in their chairs but Maple Leaf carried on.

"Um, right, anyway with most of our video records damaged or destroyed, and since none of us can remember what happened while we were under the demon’s power…"

(Valkyrie cleared her throat and suddenly found something really interesting on her boots to look at.)

"…we may never know all the details of that night. A few things are clear however, the demon was actually an Italian Reporter named Antonio DiSedutorre whom Shamrock let in."

"Not that we blame you in any way" she added, meaning the opposite.

"He was apparently working with the internet millionaire Billy Hatch who had a fairly perverted interest in superheroines. It’s also clear that they came very, very close to defeating us all. But in our darkest hour, our unity came through, we stood together and defeated the greatest threat we have ever faced!"

The girls applauded enthusiastically at this.

"One other thing is clear. Although we fought together as a team one of us really came through, turning the tide when all hope seemed lost."

She took out a box containing a metal and ribbon.

"So it is with great pride I would like to award our highest honor to Star!"

The girls applauded politely.

"Somehow she resisted the demon’s control, arriving just in time to free us and win the day!"

More polite applause followed. Star stood up and took a bow, and another bow and another.

"I just want to thank y’all for helping me win that battle, I was a tough one and I know many of y’all were hurt but in the end I was able to win. Y’all are really the best back up group a girl could ever-"

Maple Leaf practically had to shove the busty beauty back into her seat.

"There will be a banquet to honor Star in two weeks at the World Peace Institute where we will also debut our new costumes, which reminds me fittings will be…"

***

In the corner Shamrock sat sadly. Maple Leaf had docked her three months pay to help pay for the damages, but that was fair since everyone knew it was all her fault. She’d just have to live on ramen for a while, maybe move to a cheaper apartment. No, what really made her sad was how alone she felt now. She didn’t remember much from those days but she knew that she had been so happy. Maybe she should try some of those online dating services Rising Sun told her about… that would be a great way to meet a nice boy.

Epilogue 2 – The Boy

Tony sat in the gutter calling out to passersby. "Spare some change? Help a brother out here? Please miss, I just need a dollar for the bus to get back home…"

The woman, a fat housewife in her forties smiled at the dirty bum. Reaching into her purse she gave him a fiver and, for some reason she could not understand, blew him a little kiss. Well he was kind of cute, if you cleaned him up and if he had more teeth.

Tony clutched the fiver to his wounded heart.

Yeah, I still got it.

It might take a while, and it would be hard but he could claw his way back.

And next time he’d show those bitches no mercy.