The Global Protectors – Their First Time

By Marcus_Lycus@hotmail.com

Lessee… The Global Protectors and Dynamo are copyright Doctor Droid (www.superstories.net/droidzone), other characters and text are copyright Marcus Lycus.

Any resemblance between characters in this story and any actual persons living or dead is purely coincidental.

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Part 2: Girl’s Night Out

Shannon arrived at seven forty five wearing a white wool sweater, a heavy tweed skirt and low-heeled shoes. Despite her misgivings she was excited to be going out. ‘Robyn was right, I’m in America, I’m a superhero, I should enjoy life. You can’t imagine those famous heroes like Ultra Man or the Amazing Arachnid not going out on Friday night.’

Robyn opened the door in a ripped Faith No More tee shirt (exposing her belly button stud and showing that she very clearly not wearing a bra) and a miniskirt that was closer to a wide belt.

"Is that what you’re wearing!" they said simultaneously and then laughed. "Jesus, sweety, you look like my mom, let’s find you something you can really wear."

Robyn threw her arm around Shannon and led her into the luxury apartment. "First let me give you the grand tour, this is the living room, sorry about the folding chairs, the sofa set comes next week, I got that room for my guitar and stuff and that one’s gonna be my minigym when I save up for the equipment."

"Wow Robyn how are you paying for this?" Shannon asked thinking of her studio apartment on the west side.

"Oh I got my endorsement money this week, and samples check it out!" She spun around her skirt flying up to expose bright blue panties with white stars, a Union Jack and a T back. "Aussie Girl panties! They go on sale next week, too late for Valentines but there should be big sellers. It’s the same company that does La Sola’s lingerie line, she can put you in touch if you want, hey if you hurry they might have them in stores for St. Patty’s!"

"No I, I don’t think it’s my thing."

"The money’s real good, a lot more than you’ll get from the tee shirts and trading cards Shannon. But hey, if you’re happy. Now come on, we’re going to a club not the library, let’s get you looking sexy!"

So they spend the next hour trying on outfits, arguing, debating and finally Shamrock compromised on a loose green blouse with slit sleeves and tight black pants, but turned down Robyn’s offer of a thong.

La Sola (typically) did not show up till nine thirty, walking in wearing a tight blue dress and a pair of ‘La Sola’ panties (which she happily showed off to her teammates).

And so, after a few glasses of wine they climbed into Carmen Mendez (La Sola)’s Lincoln Navigator and headed for the 7 Heavens Club downtown.

"I heard you were up against Dynamo today. I wish I could have been there to get a piece of him."

"He, um, got away…"

"Don’t worry Shamrock, he’s un hombre muy malo. You did well just driving him away. Say" she asked, whispering "he didn’t do… it to you did he?"

"Huh?"

"What?"

"Oh didn’t Tigress tell you? He has this thing he does, he like, shocks a woman between the legs and she just, oh, just gets, wet and wants to do it, a lot."

"It?" Shannon asked.

Robyn’s face turned deadly serious. "She means sex Shamrock. And no, Tigress neglected to mention that little point."

"She said don’t let him get close."

"There’s a ton of difference between ‘Don’t let him get close’ and ‘Don’t let him fry your brains and make you his personal fuck toy!’ I would’ve like to have a bit more detail than she was giving. Geeze, we were just lying there, he could’ve done anything to us. Anything. Hey Carmen, did he ever try that on you?"

La Sola hesitated for a second, remembering the jailbreak. The feeling of Dynamo’s hand in her hair guiding her willing, drooling mouth to his member, wrapping her lips around it as his jolts made her come again and again… testing the limits of her superhuman endurance until he threw her into the cellblock where she had fucked every man she could find until hours later the National Guard had to drag her out as she cried for more… Maple Leaf had made sure it was kept out of the papers, of course. It had been horrible, yet it had been the most powerful experience she’d ever felt. It made her a bit wet just to think of it. But…

The older GPs had decided not to tell the rookies about the darker side of being a superheroine just yet. They wanted to make sure the girls were ready before telling them all the details of their adventures. She’d already said too much.

"Me? Of course not, but I, uh, read about it in his files. They say it’s very terrible, but… maybe a little… pleasant for the woman. All those orgasms again and again…" She licked her lips at the memory.

The two rookies were strangely subdued for the rest of the drive.

***

They finally pulled up to the club, the parking lot was already full and the music could be heard even in the SUV.

"OK girls, now give me your licenses."

Puzzled, the two rookies surrendered their drivers’ licenses to Carmen.

"Just like I thought." Carmen put the two cards in her purse and took out an envelope. "Before we go in, one for you, and one for you."

"But what’s wrong with my license?"

"Yours says you are 18, this one says you are 21. It’s an American thing, they do not want their youth to have fun so they make it illegal. Now we can go!"

Looking at their fake IDs Robyn and Shannon noticed "Kathy Ireland and Elle MacPherson?"

Carmen laughed, "don’t worry, no one looks at the names!"

"Couldn’t you at least name me after an actual Irish woman?"

***

Further objections were drowned out at the bouncers loudly welcomed Carmen to the club, waving her and her charges through with no more than a glance at their IDs. Going out the dance floor the force of the music hit them like a solid wall. Three different guys called out to Carmen and she immediately ran off to hug and kiss each one.

Robyn said something Shannon couldn’t catch.

"What?"

"I can’t hear you. What?"

"It’s too loud!"

"What?"

Finally Robyn grabbed her arm and led her towards a ladies room.

The lavatory was cramped with both of them (and they got some funny looks going in) but at least they could talk.

"Can you believe Carmen?"

"I didn’t know she knew so many men."

"That’s not it! Just dropping something like that on us. And Tigress, she couldn’t have told us about Dynamo before sending us off?"

"Actually she told us to stay put but you-"

"I mean can you imagine? Some villain scrambling your brains and fucking you in the sewer? Just ripping off your costume and sticking you? And I dunno if you saw Carmen’s face but I think there’s something there she’s not telling us-" then she noticed how upset Shannon was getting, the Irish girl looked scared, close to tears. "Oh look, I’m sorry, you OK?" Shannon was crying now.

"I-it’s just…"

"Shit Shannon, I’m sorry I’m just pissed off OK. Cheer up, that’s not gonna happen to us."

"Oh God, what if it does? I couldn’t bear it if that was my first time…"

"First time? You mean you’re…"

Shannon nodded.

"So, like, never?"

"Things, kinda, didn’t work out with my old boyfriend, and since then… Please don’t tell the others OK? Some of the girls at school used to tease me and…"

"Hey my lips are sealed. And about Dynamo, don’t worry, from now on we’re following momma Tigress’ orders and watching each others’ backs OK? Nothing’s gonna happen."

Shannon nodded and smiled. "We’ll watch out for each other."

"Now lets go out there, find ourselves two hot guys and have a- have a couple of drinks and dance a little."

Robyn hoped Shannon wouldn’t be too much of a wet fish tonight. She really wanted to hook up. She’d hadn’t had sex since getting her powers but she’d bet it was ten times better than before. Robyn wondered if she could ask Carmen about it, she seemed to enjoy herself….

And so after Shannon fixed her make-up, Robyn smoked a cigarette, Shannon redid her hair and Robyn splashed some cold water on her tits to make the nipples nice and erect they headed out again.

***

Despite losing the money Dino Morelli (AKA Dynamo) felt like celebrating. He’d gotten away clean (OK gotten away filthy) and taught the bimbos a little lesson. All that cause he’d planned an escape route like Uncle Rocky told him to. So he & his cousins headed for the club hoping to get some tail.

Frankie was the older one, he’d been to college and was taking care of the online part of Uncle Rocky’s little unlicensed pharmaceutical business. Vinnie was more of a talker and did a lot of the in-person sales. They were here on business but didn’t mind having a little fun.

‘Damn, look at that girl on the dance floor, hotter than fucking lava, and moving like nothing I’ve ever seen… Wait a sec!’ He squinted at the Latin brunette dancing with four guys at once ‘I know those tits, I know that ass, I should, I spent most of a day fucking them… that’s La Sola!’ She flashed her panties and that confirmed it. ‘Fucking La Sola, right here, and I can’t do anything. Damn. She is looking fine though.’

That’s when the other two gorgeous girls joined her, a redhead and a blond. ‘The blond has some nice moves but the redhead’s way too shy. But y’know, the blonde’s tits look pretty familiar too, wasn’t I looking at them poking out of a costume this afternoon, which means that redhead’s one of them too. Three Glorified Prostitutes, dancing twenty feet away… and two of them rookies.’

Dino knew this was his lucky day. He grabbed his cousins and whispered the plan.

***

Robyn was having an awesome time! She had to remember not to take off and fly around the room (she imagined the headline "Underage Heroine Blows Secret Identity at Club" Maple Leaf would have a fit). Now this cute Italian guy was grinding up against her, damn this guy really knew how to dance. She wondered how hard it would be to slip away from Carmen and Shannon for a bit of fun…

Shannon liked dancing, but she hated noise, she hated smoke, she hated crowds, still she was still having an OK time with her friends, now if this greasy Italian guy would just leave her alone…

Carmen was so proud of her little girls, she’d have to teach them to dance of course but they were having a good time and getting a lot of attention. It was so nice to have some more fun people on the team.

***

Finally Shannon convinced Robyn to head for a table, she needed to sit down and have some water or something. Robyn brought that guy she’d been dancing with and that guy who’d been trying to rub against Shannon followed too. So she tried to smile, hey, it was a club, she was here to have fun. They had some drinks. They yelled at each other for a while hearing every third word. The two guys were cousins, they came here a lot, they really liked Shannon and Robyn. The two girls kept to their cover story they were exchange students at Megapolis University (kind of true, they were taking some classes), new in town (true), and out for a good time (true for one of them).

Shannon started to feel a little strange, sort of sleepy but only in her head like when she had a head cold… So when Vinny (or was it Frankie?) said they should go outside for some fresh air she readily agreed. Air was nice. Frankie kept a gentle arm around her as they walked while Robyn couldn’t keep her tongue out of Vinny’s mouth.

From the dance floor Carmen noticed and smiled. It’s good the girls found some nice guys. Now she could focus on picking which of these guys was coming home with her.

***

Outside they walked up to a big white van and climbed in. Robyn practically tore off her top and pinned Vinny on the mattress on the floor. But Shannon just sat down on the bench staring blankly out the front window.

"So, um, Shannon, wanna, like, take off your shirt?"

"No, no thank you." She said pleasantly, still staring blankly.

"How about another drink?"

"OK"

She drank down the rum laced with Suggestum, the hot new date rape drug Vinny and Frankie were supposed to be selling tonight. It had been developed to help treat people under hypnosis but the underworld and horny frat boys had found another use for it. It would put the subject in a trace where they were much more open to suggestion than usual. The subject wouldn’t do something not in their nature (like kill someone) but for a loose girl at a dance club it was perfect. Except, even after the second dose, this girl wasn’t up for anything.

"Maybe we can, like, kiss a bit."

"No, no thank you."

From the back he could hear the blond going "oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah."

Frankie was ready to fucking rip the fucking Irish girl’s clothes right off when the door opened and Dino came in.

"OK guys, get them, oh just her I guess, dressed. Fun time’s over." He lightly shocked the two heroines putting them to sleep and they drove into the night.