The
Global Protectors – True Romance
By Marcus Lycus
(Marcus_Lycus@hotmail.com)
Hello and welcome to the penultimate Global Protectors
story.
Yup. The end is nigh and it’s time to start wrapping up
plotlines and setting up the grand
finale. This doesn’t mean
I’m retiring I’m just going to move on to other projects, other
characters. Doctor Droid has
started a new version of the GP on his website so it’s time to put my
version away for a while.
The goal this time was to focus on relationships rather
than just the girls vs. a perverted
villain. Just as I finished
this story I got the Luna Brothers’ new graphic novel Ultra which
covers the same idea about 100 times better than I
can. Read it, it’s good
stuff
(www.lunabrothers.com).
Anyway this is the longest GP story (even longer than
Tangents) and was a lot of fun to write.
I hope it’s as much fun to read.
Legal Horrors – The Global Protectors are copyright,
trademark etc. of Doctor Droid
(www.superstories.org/droidzone)
and are used with his permission.
Other characters and text are copyright Marcus Lycus.
What does that legal gibberish
mean? It means that if you want
to use the Global Protectors in another story you need Doctor Droid’s
permission (not mine). It also
means that you can’t repost this story or use the characters created
in it without my permission.
And since this story is meant for people over the age
of 18, please don’t read it if you are younger than
that. Any resemblance between characters in this story and any
actual persons living or dead is purely coincidental of
course.
And finally, please e-mail me with any comments, complaints
or suggestions. Remember feedback leads to more stories!
May
2005
“Scream all you want Valkyrie. No one can hear you down here.”
Valkyrie didn’t scream of course. She just strained against the sides of the clear tube she was confined in, trying to break loose. What the hell was it made of?
“You are no doubt wondering about the tube that holds you my Nordic beauty. It is my own special polymer, hard as a diamond and stronger than titanium. I originally designed it to hold Ultra Woman so I do not doubt it will be enough to hold you.”
Val muttered a Swedish curse and hit the panic button on her communicator. It seemed this madman’s boasts were right. She was going to need help from the rest of the team.
“Do not bother with your communicator my lovely Valkyrie. My secret lair beneath Paris is shielded against all communications.”
Val muttered another curse and slammed her fist against the side of the tube. For the moment it seemed Doctor Darkness had her in his power. But as soon as he let her out, even for a second…
“Do not expect to be let out any time soon my Aryan goddess. I expect you will be here for a very, very long time!” Doctor Darkness started to cackle uncontrollably.
Valkyrie scowled and hissed. She could not believe this had happened to her. Captured and imprisoned like some amateur heroine. She racked her brain for options, she hovered up and tried to break the top of the tube but it was just as strong as the sides except for a 1” hole that allowed air in. The floor was also impervious to her strongest blows.
At least she still had her costume on.
She wondered how much longer that would last.
Doctor Darkness just laughed harder.
The evil scientist flung his black velvet cape dramatically and turned on his heel away from her. As he confidently strode across his lab Valkyrie finally got a good look at where she was. It was a vaulted chamber decorated with paintings and sculptures stolen from hundreds of museums during Doctor Darkness’ century-long career. Although most of the machines looked like antiques from the set of a Frankenstein movie Valkyrie could see that under the electrodes and brass casings these devices were as deadly as any other super weapon she had faced. She remembered how just last year Doctor Darkness had held all of Gabon hostage with his freeze ray.
He reached the other side of the room where a collection of gas tanks were hooked together by a dizzying array of hoses, heaters and ducts. He began to carefully turn faucets and valves, above her Valkyrie heard hissing.
Gas?
Was he going to poison her?
“I will not poison you my captive heroine. There is a shortage of perfect breasts in the world and I would not see yours lost to the ages. In fact, I would rather like to see them now.”
A noxious green gas began to flow into the tube descending from the top. Val instinctively held her breath and dropped to the floor huddled in a fetal position. The green tendrils slowly crept downwards snaking towards her. As they surrounded her head she felt nothing but a vague tingling sensation, she squeezed her eyes shut. The tingling feeling crept lower down her face and her neck to her bare shoulders and the tops of her breasts where her costume began. Once it reached that point the feeling changed. She heard a crackling sound like plastic thrown in a fire. She felt air on her breasts and stomach. Frightened she opened her eyes and looked down; the gas was eating her costume! The blue and gold strapless leotard was little more than rags now and even they were disappearing. Her boots rotted away into nothingness, only the heels remained and they were slowly melting as well. Her communicator bracelets and collar were just warm gooey plastic now oozing off her strong arms and firm neck into the small drain at the bottom.
“Much better my naked Venus. Much better indeed. Stand up please.” The mad doctor started venting his gas, giving him a clear view of Valkyrie’s athletic 5’11” frame, impressive 38C breasts and long toned legs. Val rose to her feet attempting to control her shame and fear. She could not remember the last time she had been so humbled by a villain. Things like this happened to other heroines all the time of course, but not to her.
Never to her.
“Y-you won’t get away with this Doctor Darkness…” Her voice trailed off, she couldn’t think of anything persuasive to add.
“I suppose not, I suppose my 100 years of villainy have been naught but a fluke of luck and that any minute now an armada of underdressed heroines will fly through that wall and save you.”
He gestured dramatically with his elephant ivory cane at the far wall and waited.
Nothing happened.
“Or perhaps my exquisite princess it has been your career that was a fluke of luck, luck that is now coming to an end.”
Despite herself Valkyrie gulped. She felt fear rising inside her, fear she had not felt since her first days as a heroine, fear she thought she had long since outgrown. She screamed, she yelled, she pounded the walls of the tube but to no avail.
The Doctor laughed again and turned back to his machine.
What now? Whips? Chains? Some sort of rape machine? Val’s fevered imagination conjured up endless horrors.
“You are no doubt wondering what will come next my charming enemy. Do not fear! Unlike so many of my foes you are one who has earned my respect, something only a few others have in these last 100 years. You foiled my plot to conquer Paris and nearly defeated me before I could escape here. Quite a feat. Therefore there will be no pain, I do not do this for revenge, I do it to honor you. And preserve you. Forever.”
A different gas began to seep in. Valkyrie felt a brief chill before her muscles froze. The lab grew dim…
***
Valkyrie felt herself falling into the cold darkness… falling… falling…
Some more falling…
Bit more falling…
Not much more now…
And…
She landed on her knees in the snowy forests of Sweden dressed only in a thin housedress and a lab coat. She was shorter, thinner and, to be blunt, flat as a pancake. Ahead of her was the forest, behind her was her lab. She heard a shot. She could hear them coming, terrorist goons looking to steal her research. They’d just killed Doctor Olsen and were coming for her. She started to run, she stumbled through the snow. So cold, she’d already lost feeling in her toes.
Running!
Running!
They found her!
Guns drawn the terrorists had her trapped with her back to a tree. They collected the disks from her, but that was not enough… They pointed at her lab coat… Frightened she dropped it in the snow.
Later the two men were walking away laughing, leaving her naked face-down in the snow. They had finished with her and left her to freeze. To die…
Somehow she found the strength to rise. She would not die here. Not like this. She gripped a thick branch in her numb fingers and closed in behind them… there was a thump and blood gushed on her bare breasts. She was cold, she collapsed in a heap.
She was floating in another tube, but this one was warm, welcoming.
She was meeting a middle aged man in a lab. She felt different. Better.
She was in a lab watching another woman, a black woman floating in a tube. Then an auburn haired white woman…
She was falling again, the floors of the building whipping by, the concrete looming towards her until…
She was floating, not just floating, flying! It was wonderful! And she was beautiful! Tall and muscular and with such wonderful breasts! She was so happy!
But men… men were touching her, pawing her bare breasts and her magnificent body, making her moan and scream… it was terrible, she hated them!
But her friend was there kissing her, their bare breasts rubbing together it was wonderful! She loved her!
And other girls joined them. All of them so beautiful and heroic and kind. Val was so happy!
But the girls turned cruel and selfish and afraid. Bad things happened to them, because of men. They lost the wonderful innocence that Val loved.
But Val could help them, she found a wonderful invention that could treat their memories, make them forget the bad things. Make them pure. So she used it. Again and again and again. But it was never enough. She could never get them just right.
And no matter what she did, no matter how much she loved them, they never loved her back. Not that right way. Not the way she needed.
Val became bitter and angry.
And sloppy.
Another man, dressed in a tuxedo and opera cape leered at her nude body. She was trapped in a tube. Gas came in, it was cold.
She began to fall…
***
“Hey there! Get up! Come on Val! That a girl!”
Valkyrie was lying naked on the stone floor being slapped by her teammate Aussie Girl. Her head really hurt.
“Wha…”
“Hey guys, she’s OK after all!” The others cheered.
As her eyes focused Val could make out Maple Leaf, La Sola, Shamrock and Rising Sun standing around the lab admiring the art. She noticed that the far wall was caved in. Valkyrie took a few deep breaths and recovered her senses and composure. La Sola pulled a medieval tapestry off the wall and wrapped it around her.
“You must have gotten my signal then.”
“Huh? You mean that panic button thing? Oh you know that never works.” Aussie Girl ignored a dirty look from Rising Sun who had designed the system.
“Then how…”
“Pretty easy really. This base is shielded against transmissions right? Well outside it isn’t. So we just followed your GPS locator to the point where it disappeared and started checking around. It’s not like there are too many massive complexes under Paris for him to hide in. Turns out this is the same lair Doctor Darkness used back in the 1880s when he fought Basil Deerstalker. We just looked it up on the internet. Too bad Double D got away in that submarine of his but we’ll get him next time.”
“How long…”
“’Bout fifteen minutes we figure.”
“Oh.”
“Geeze Val, this must be like, the first time I had to rescue you, I mean most of the time…”
Valkyrie tuned out her friend’s gloating and looked around again. The lair had several rooms she had not seen, all filled with bizarre steam-punk apparatuses. Some could easily date back 100 years or more. In a dusty corner down the hall she spotted something familiar. Hadn’t Doctor Darkness said something about only a FEW enemies earning his respect?
Val rose to her feet, pushed her young teammate out of the way and walked towards it. Shocked into silence Aussie Girl followed.
“Hey Val what’s up? Hello? Oy! Where are you… oh wow!”
He stood in the corner. His tube had a thick lair of dust on it but a single swipe of the medieval tapestry cleared enough for Val to see what was in there.
6’6”, bronzed, muscular physique, dimpled chin, his brown hair in crew cut and a widow’s peak. Unlike Val he had been frozen fully dressed in a pair of riding breaches, a torn white shirt and leather vest.
“Who’s your boyfriend?”
“You don’t know? No of course not, you used your copy of the Kirby Guide to replace a broken chair leg-“
“I did not! That was Star who did that!” (Aussie Girl actually used her Kirby Guide to prop the door open in her house in Aspen.)
“He’s what many consider the first superhero, the man of iron… Jake Hammer.”
“Wow.”
Rising Sun, La Sola and Maple Leaf came over to join them.
“He’s gorgeous.”
“Like a Greek god.”
“Mmmnnnmmm, Greek gods…”
Even Valkyrie stared up at the imprisoned hero seemingly entranced. But naturally this did not stop her from lecturing her less-intelligent comrades.
“Although Nightshadow and the Jungle Phantom preceded him slightly, and the Golden Age Ultraman made a bigger splash, Doctor Jake Hammer really set the template for all heroes who followed. Adventurer, explorer, detective, scientist, inventor, spy… Jake Hammer was all of this and more. Stronger, faster, smarter than any man alive he fought evil around the world throughout the 30s and 40s until he disappeared in 1949. Is this what happened to him? Has he been trapped here all along a prisoner of Doctor Darkness? Move over Aussie, I have to inspect this machine, maybe he’s still alive, maybe we can still free him!”
Aussie Girl rolled her eyes and moved over.
***
Jake Hammer, PhD, MD, DDS, OBE fell…
It was January 1, 1900. He opened his eyes for the first time and saw his mother spasm twice and fall still. His perfect memory recorded every second of her as she died giving birth to him. He looked up and saw his father…
He was climbing Mount Everest alone. He had not eaten in days and drunk only melted snow but he kept going. He had set this goal for himself, as a test, as a trial. He would reach the top and become stronger, or not return at all. He was 12 years old…
The artillery tore apart 20’ of trench line killing more than a dozen men. With the ramparts gone machineguns tore into the survivors. He pulled a rifle from a dead comrade (the corpse was unrecognizable in the mud) and lead a counter-charge into the German ranks. The French and Brits rallied behind him. Together they broke the attack. Jake used the rife as a club crushing skulls to his left and right. His blood was burning! He was unstoppable! He led them across No Man’s Land toward the German trench line. He was dodging bullets! He saw the fear in the Germans’ eyes as he closed in. They broke and ran from him! He laughed and laughed and then…
The man next to him fell to his knees puking. Then another, and another. He smelled mustard. He tried to keep going but his knees no longer worked. He buckled over and puked. Only his iron discipline allowed him to keep from inhaling too much of the deadly poison.
This war… there was nothing noble in it… nothing heroic! It was scientific slaughter! Butchery! There, lying near death in a muddy field in France he vowed nothing like this would ever happen again. He was 16.
He looked at the office on the 86th floor of Shooter Tower. This is where it would begin. For 16 years had had built his wealth, recruited agents, and developed the tools he would need. Now Doc Hammer along with his agents the Secret Seven would use his unparalleled mind and body to make the world safe. He was 33.
He was fighting Yellow Fiend’s hoards in Hong Kong; he had only minutes before the oriental mastermind assassinated the Duke of Windsor!
He was piloting a biplane into the hidden valley of Va’al in Botswana, certain he was the first white man to ever lay eyes on the place.
He was fighting alongside Captain Lightning fending off a space invasion by Warlord Xenu from the Galactic Confederation.
He was in his Crime College in the Rockies. Boss Morgan was strapped to the table, his trademark pompadour shaved off and his skull bared. Doc Hammer took out his scalpel. After the brain surgery Boss Morgan would be free of his criminal impulses, a productive member of society. Doc Hammer would get him a job in one of his factories.
He stood on his observation deck on the 86th floor looking over the city he protected. On a clear day he could see for fifty miles, on a cloudy day he used his ultraviolet goggles. He was master of all he surveyed, guardian of all he ruled. For the time being, all is right with the world, and Doc Hammer is on the 86th floor. He was 38 years old.
He was running through a burning building to save a small child. All around him German planes reduced London to rubble. He could not believe that for all his efforts it had happened again. He was 41. He vowed to do whatever it took to end the madness.
He watched the film in an auditorium in Oak Ridge. A Japanese city died. His colleagues cheered. He thought about that boy in London and wept. His brilliance had helped make this wonder, this horror possible. Was he saving the world? Or had he given the human race the means to end it?
He listened to the news from Poland, Hungary, Lithuania… had they fought so long against fascism to surrender half of Europe to another madman?
He still saved the world but it seemed so pointless now.
By the time Doctor Darkness blasted him with his Neuro Disruptor he didn’t even care.
Jake Hammer fell…
***
“The apparatus is very delicate, I must examine every part of it before we even begin to-“
The tube lifted into the ceiling with a hiss. Jake Hammer fell forward into Valkyrie’s arms, the ice crystals in his shirt already melting.
“How in Asimov’s name-“She saw Aussie Girl standing off to the side her hand still on the big red lever.
“What?! That’s how we got you out!”
Jake Hammer opened his eyes for the first time in 50 years.
And saw the bare breasts of one of the most stunning women he had ever met.
***
“March 2005 you say? He had me for more than 50 years? Incredible.”
“I’m sure there will be a lot to get used to Dr. Hammer-“
“I don’t know where to start Miss Maple Leaf!” He looked at the Global Protectors’ flag-themed costumes and the still-nude Valkyrie wrapped in her tapestry. “Why the fashions alone are unbelievable! Even on Planet Zeist I’ve never seen such clothes!”
“Well you must understand these are not normal clothes, these are our uniforms as superheroines-“ La Sola stepped in front of Maple Leaf filling Hammer’s vision with her curves and interrupting her explanation.
“Do you like them Doctor Hammer? I designed them you know.”
He smiled at the Argentine beauty. “Did you? Well you must show me your other work some time, they are stunning! Of course the women inside add-“
Maple Leaf cut off the flirtation and stepped in front of La Sola. “As I was saying, you are free to stay at our headquarters in Megapolis and use our facilities as long as you need to. Our lawyers can start the process of legally returning you from the dead; we just had to do it for Rising Sun after she was missing in that other dimension.”
“Oh Maple Leaf, Hammer-sama is not interested in such trivia. He is a man of science I hear, since I am an engineer I can help explain the advanced science of our age.”
“That’s a very kind offer miss…”
“Rising Sun, but please call me Kisume.”
“Kisume? Is that Japanese?”
“Why yes! Do you know Japan?”
Hammer looked down and muttered something. Rising Sun sensed something was wrong and backed away a bit.
Shamrock timidly came closer. “Uh, Mr. Hammer if you want I can help show you about the twentieth-I mean twenty-first century-“
“Why thank you miss-“
“Shamrock I’m sure he’s flattered but that’s a big job and I know how busy you are with monitor duty, I think I will have to take charge of showing Dr. Hammer around myself.”
“Maple Leaf!” La Sola interrupted “You’re much too busy running the team! I have my fashion show next week but I should be able to-“
Across the room Valkyrie tuned out her teammates’ mindless rivalries and flirtation. It was all too typical of them, face-to-face with a living legend from the Golden Age of Heroes and all they care about is who’ll get the guy. Besides had they all forgotten who’d seen him first? Val would make sure he got a thorough medical exam and debriefing from her in her lab before he went anywhere.
Not that she was interested in him she reminded herself. Interested romantically that is. No. She just wanted to learn more about his fascinating life. That’s all.
Really.
***
Led back to the surface of 21st Century Paris Jake Hammer tried to take it all in.
“Not quite the jetpacks and robots you expected ay? But we’re doing okay. We, uh, have Starbucks for example.”
“Some sort of space currency I take it?”
“Uh… maybe I’ll explain Starbucks later.”
On the flight back to Megapolis Jake Hammer listened to the girls flirt and bicker and offer disorganized orientations to the 21st Century. Only the Swedish girl remained aloof. She simply retrieved a spare costume from the plane, changed in the bathroom and then took the controls.
From their scattered references Hammer began to form a picture of the 21st century. He had not expected jet packs (he’d experimented with them, it took much too much energy to lift a person and they were too uncomfortable for most people anyway) or robots (there was no need to build humanoid machines, people were almost always cheaper) but he was still surprised. For one thing he’d expected the spread of computer and communication technology to improve people’s access to information and education. But just a few minutes with these 21st century residents proved that wrong. After hearing he’d been frozen since the 1940’s the blonde dressed in the Australian flag spent five minutes explaining to him what an airplane is.
The girls themselves were fascinating. They were the result of some sort of human enhancement experiment that gave them superpowers (he wondered why the process was not widely used, wouldn’t the government insist on making as many heroes as they could?). But despite their powers and noble mission they remained just as petty and small minded as anyone else.
Jake Hammer had not been born with any miraculous powers. He owed everything to his iron will and fierce determination to learn and grow and become better than he was. Looking at these Global Protectors he saw an object lesson in what happens when people are given too much for nothing.
***
Maple Leaf radioed ahead to her publicist and the media was waiting when they landed. She and Val spent fifteen minutes explaining to the reporters just who Jake Hammer was why they should care before finally bringing him out, still in his ridding breaches and torn shirt. The female reporters fell silent as this bronze giant strode out and began to eloquently describe his sense of wonder at this fascinating future era he found himself in. Even the men nodded in agreement as Jake praised the people of the 21st century for their technology, enlightenment and wisdom. He pledged himself anew to defend mankind (he did not yet know mankind had been replaced by humanity) and offered his services to people in need.
It was bullshit of course but good, persuasive bullshit. After all Jake Hammer had been manipulating reporters long before any of the Global Protectors were born.
His story was front page news for a few days until he was bumped by the Britney Spears cellulite story. Maple Leaf moved him into a spare room at the Gaea Building and put in him in touch with her publicists and lawyers who could help him restart his adventuring career. With a small percentage going to the Global Protectors of course, it was only fair.
Meanwhile life went on…
***
“N-no! Please don’t…”
“Shaddap Irish Girl, I got some better ideas how you can use them lips of yours!”
“Huh?”
“You know what I mean!”
“N-no. N-not really. You want me to… kiss you?”
“What the fuck?! I mean you’re gonna come over here, wrap those pouty lips around my fat cock and suck it like a whore!”
“What? Yuk! No, no, I won’t-“
“Betcha you will.”
“Huh?”
“Cause if you don’t, we’ll start killing the hostages. Remember the hostages heroine?”
“Oh. Right.”
Shamrock had responded to an emergency call at Kinko’s where four members of the Wulf Pak were forcing the staff to make perfect copies of rare black and white comic books that they would then sell on e-bay. She’d managed to grab the ones named Leo and Mike but the other two Don and Ralph got to their guns and took the staff hostage. They’d already forced Shamrock to release their friends… what else would these fiends do?
“Come ‘ere and suck it bitch.”
“Oh right.”
Shamrock’s stomach turned as she took the first step forward. All she could hear was a pitiful voice in the back of her head asking ‘why does this always happen to me?” It was almost as if someone up there wanted bad things to happen to the sweet innocent heroine.
Don pointed his shotgun at her and gestured for her to kneel. The other gangers and even some of the hostages started to giggle.
He unzipped his fly, Shamrock almost gagged at the sight and smell of his swollen member.
He tapped his foot.
The Irish heroine opened her mouth when…
The plate glass windows in front of Kinko’s shattered and piercing sonic waves hit everyone inside. Don stumbled back, his finger twitched and hot buckshot fired right into Shamrock’s surprised face.
A powerful figure dressed in tan riding breeches and a torn white cotton shirt leapt into the copy shop firing a heavy pistol. The four gangers went down twitching as the electric darts discharged into them.
Doctor Jake Hammer deactivated the sonic grenade, pulled out his earplugs and posed dramatically.
“Was that all? I thought this was something dangerous.” He muttered to the deafened room.
With that he picked up Shamrock’s unconscious body and carried her out.
***
Jake Hammer had been awake for a bit over two weeks. In that time he had managed to more or less get up to speed on 21st century history, technology and culture. He still had problems with Saturday Night Live and Simpson’s references but other than that things were good. He was still staying with his hosts while Maple Leaf’s lawyers tired to track down what had happened to his assets. His old offices on the 86th floor of Shooter Tower were still there, currently occupied by some investment bankers. He wondered they’d ever found his hidden vault or the secret elevator shaft to his submarine. Most of his inventions were seized in the late 50s by a group called UNICORN who used them for some sort of international peace-keeping and crime-fighting program. He actually approved of that use but Maple Leaf insisted that he sue them for 50 years of royalties. They’d had better luck with his old bank accounts and investments; since no one had ever proven Doc Hammer was dead many of them were still held in trust by his old agents or their heirs. He was planning a reunion with the Secret Seven next week. But first he had something much more important to do. Something he’d waited 50 years for.
***
Shamrock slowly came to her senses. Her head still hurt from the sonics and point-blank shotgun hit but somehow she felt safe and protected.
Her green eyes fluttered open and she looked up into Jake Hammer’s ruggedly handsome face.
“Good morning sleepy head, you gave me quite a scare.”
He was carrying her in his strong arms; Shamrock was wrapped in a trench coat. She recognized the elevator of her apartment building.
“I hope you don’t mind, I got your address from Aussie Girl and figured I had better get you home as quickly as possible.”
“Th-thanks…”
“That was quite an ordeal.” The elevator door opened and he stepped out, he pulled a thin metal tool from his belt and picked the lock on her apartment without breaking stride. “Are you sure you’re OK?”
Without thinking about it Shamrock wrapped her slender arms around his neck and murmured “I’m OK now…”
***
Shamrock boiled some water, poured them both some soothing chamomile tea and wracked her brain for excuses that would make him stay. Just being so close to him made her feel all warm inside, her skin felt hot, her heart was beating fast, her breasts felt all tingly and there was even something going on between her legs that the Irish girl didn’t want to think too hard about. But no matter how hard she tried, she couldn’t think of anything clever to say to this incredible man sitting in her studio apartment.
“Uh… thanks for uh… helping me.” That was lame.
“You don’t mind? I thought you liberated 21st century gals didn’t like men helping out?”
“What? No, I mean, uh…”
“You probably didn’t even need me, what with your superpowers and everything; I’m just an ordinary Joe. Guess I better get going back to my cot at the Gaea Building. Thanks for the tea see you in the morning.
He headed for the door. Shamrock’s heart skipped a beat. “Uh… Doctor Ham- I mean Jake…”
He stopped and turned, raising an eyebrow expectantly.
“J-Jake… I was wondering… maybe…”
His face suddenly filled with concern. “Oh of course, of course. You poor girl after your ordeal you probably don’t want to be alone. Would you like me to tuck you in?”
Shamrock wasn’t sure what she wanted, but that sounded OK. “I-if you could… I mean if you don’t have anything else…”
He came over and held her; she felt his muscles through her thin costume and his hands on her bare back. It felt good. She felt so safe. He walked her back towards the bed. Shamrock’s heart rate shot up.
Then he steered her towards the bathroom.
“You’d better wash up and get changed. You must be exhausted.”
“Uh…”
But he half shoved her in and closed the door before she could form an answer.
‘I guess he really is going to tuck me in’ she thought half in despair. Her mind noted that Jake was a real gentleman; he just wanted her to be safe and didn’t want anything else. Isn’t that what she always wanted? Her body said no.
Shamrock splashed some water on her face and got off the last of the gunpowder. She pulled the white cotton pajamas down from their hook and started peeling off her sweaty costume. She fretted about the small holes the buckshot had left across her breast line. Maple Leaf would probably make her pay for a whole new costume. She wrinkled her nose; sometimes she really didn’t like Maple Leaf.
As she pulled the costume off Shamrock took a good look at herself in the mirror. As if for the first time she noticed her fiery red hair, rosy cheeks, brown freckles, round breasts and pink nipples. No wonder Jake wasn’t interested. She wasn’t tan and sexy like La Sola or athletic like Aussie Girl… Shamrock didn’t want to be jealous of her teammates but sometimes wished she was beautiful like the others and that people would buy her calendar and put her on TV. Sometimes it made her want to cry.
She almost started to cry when she heard Jake moving outside. Poor Jake, she was making him wait for her when she could tell he wasn’t interested and really he just wanted to go home. She pulled on the white drawstring pajama bottoms and buttoned on the thick cotton top. The pajamas were decorated with 2” green shamrocks all over them, Aussie Girl had gotten them for her as a gag gift two years ago but Shamrock actually liked them, they were so cute.
***
The door opened.
He took Shamrock in his arms, gave her a chaste kiss on her forehead and helped her into bed. He pulled up the covers to her neck. He got up to go.
Shamrock tried not to let her disappointment show.
“Uh… Doc Hammer?”
“Hmm?”
(Oh no! Now what do I say!)
“I uh… would you like (mumble, mumble) together?”
“Pardon?”
(Ah!)
Shamrock sat up and tried to get her heart to stop pounding. She was more afraid now than she was facing the Human Dreadnaught.
“Maybe we could… (mumble)”
“Sorry Miss Shamrock I didn’t catch that.” He leaned closer and closer, he sat down on the bed, his big bronze body was right next to hers. Oh! She couldn’t wait!
Shamrock wrapped her willowy arms around him and kissed him. She half expected him to scream or push her away (she’d always assumed men didn’t like girls suddenly kissing them) but she was pleasantly surprised when he returned the kiss and wrapped his strong muscular arms around her waist. He began kissing her long slender neck, her top pajama button had come undone and he kissed her collarbone and shoulders and the top of her breasts. More buttons came undone somehow…
As he kissed her Jake Hammer practiced certain meditative techniques he had learned in the Orient to control his raging erection and keep from coming in his pants. It had been fifty years after all.
Fifty years and two weeks. He knew he could have had some of the Protectors by now. He knew the slutty Australian one had been ready to peel off her suit and do him in the plane but he was glad he’d waited. Of all the Global Protectors Shamrock was the most like the women of his time, a beautiful, shy cocktease. Not because she wanted to tease men (though he’d known plenty of women like that) but because she barely knew what she wanted and even when she did she certainly could not bring herself to admit it. At least not without some help. He’d known she wanted him for days; he could smell it on her but thought they would never get around to this.
He moves his mouth lower, her top was already unbuttoned and down off her shoulders, the shy girl was moaning and bucking her hips under him. He could feel her pants getting moist.
“Wha are yu doin” she moaned softly as he pulled the cotton pants down exposing her untamed red bush, “OH!” she cried her mouth forming a perfect O as Jake lay his finger across her labia just brushing her engorged clitoris. Hammer let her squirm on his finger a few minutes while he turned attention her soft maidenly breasts and pink rosy nipples. He felt her labia lips opening as more and more juice seeped out running down Shamrock’s sensitive inner thighs. A finger slipped in, then two. The girl squeezed her legs shut on his hand trying to force more in. With her strength she could have crushed his fingers but her earlier humiliation and current arousal had exhausted the poor girl leaving her with only a fraction of her super strength.
Shamrock couldn’t believe how good she felt. She was floating, flying on waves of joy. It wasn’t anything like she expected nothing like those times with villains she could barely remember. No shame, no pain just pleasure and hunger for more.
More!
“Uh, uh, uh, J-Jake, please…”
“Please what miss Shamrock?”
“Puh-please… put it in… me… please” she looked up him with pleading eyes.
“What do you mean Miss Shamrock?” He inserted another finger between the girl’s legs; he was amazed how tight it was down there. He’d fucked virgins who weren’t this tight. His third finger had barely fit.
“Please, please oh please Jake, please, please, please…” the girl was babbling, tears were filling her eyes. She was tearing off his white cotton shirt and kissing his muscular chest. Her desperate fingers were going lower and lower, undoing his utility belt, opening the fly.
“No wait!” Doc Hammer said pulling the fingers out.
“Huh?”
He sat up and took the redhead’s hands in his. He looked deep into her eyes with his own amber eyes speckled with gold. “Shannon, before we do this, I have to know, do you really love me?”
“What? I mean, uh…” He started rubbing her hands, stroking certain key nerve clusters he’d learned about in India. Shamrock shuddered visibly. He leaned closer. She couldn’t stand it any more; her face shot forward, her lips locked on his in a long deep kiss. She broke it and shouted “YES! Oh Jake, yes! I love you! I love you!”
He kissed her tenderly. “I love you too Shannon.”
They made love slowly and tenderly all night long.
***
The next day…
When they woke up together entangled on Shamrock’s single bed she couldn’t believe it was real. It felt like a dream. Had she finally found a nice guy who would love her? She couldn’t wait to tell the others!
Doc Hammer gently kissed her forehead and got up to make them both breakfast. Over eggs and coffee he explained that they would have to keep their relationship a secret or Doc’s enemies might target her to get at him. Somehow that seemed very logical despite the fact that Shamrock was an invulnerable superheroine and Doc was a normal human. She promised to keep it a secret until Doc said it was OK. They she headed to the Gaea Building for work.
***
Shamrock stood up and rubbed her aching butt. Rising Sun was away in Japan and Shamrock had promised to cover her monitor duty shift. Along with Shamrock’s own shift that meant 16 hours of sitting at a computer screen waiting for alarms. Ever since Maple Leaf had blocked all of Shamrock’s favorite web sites monitor duty had turned into torture for the young Irish girl. She was constantly biting her tongue to stay awake. Then she heard him!
Shamrock’s heart skipped a beat. She quickly checked her reflection in a monitor. Her curly hair was out of place but there was no time. She jumped out of her chair to greet Jake.
“Thank you for showing me around Miss Aussie Girl, I’ve really not seen much of your building other than my room these past two weeks, there’s just so much to learn.”
Oh no! Aussie Girl was with him! They weren’t together were they? No! Jake is Shamrock’s boyfriend!
“It’s my pleasure Dr. Hammer but you really must call me Robyn.”
“OK Robyn but you must call me Jake. Oh hi Shannon!”
“H-Hi Jake! Hi!”
“You remember Shamrock of course.”
“Of course” he smiled at her. Shamrock recognized his special smile just for her. She sighed with relief, she had just been paranoid.
“Come on Jake; let me show you the sub-basement.”
“Of course Robyn, see you later Shannon.”
Shamrock sat down with a smile. He’d see her later! She was so happy. She smiled and tried to fix her hair using the refection in the monitor.
***
Doc Hammer barely listened to the Australian blonde’s attempts to explain the virtual reality training room or fusion power system. He’d only been awake two weeks and he already understood them far better than the girl ever would. Once again he marveled that such technologies were being withheld from the world at large. Of course Doc himself had developed quite a few things he was not ready to share.
But there were far more interesting things to see. This Aussie Girl has been trying to get him alone since he woke up, she wanted him. He could hear it in her voice; see it in her body even smell it in her musk. Good.
The only real questions were when, where, and what would she be willing to do to have him.
The answers came soon enough.
“And this is um, our treatment room. This is where, like, Val will treat us for shock and stuff.”
Doc Hammer looked around at the soundproofed room. The only furniture was an examination table with restraints and a comfortable chair. Hardly worth noting in a tour except for the fact that…
“It’s like the only room in the Gaea Building with no security cameras or anything.” Aussie Girl smirked and closed the thick door. Doc Hammer took a good look at her tight ass; an idea began to form in the back of his incredible mind.
“Is it now?”
“Yup” she was walking towards him now, swaying her hips dangerously. “We can like, do anything here, and no one will ever know.” She licked her lips. “Anything.”
Once again Jake Hammer had to call upon his enormous mental discipline to keep his dick from splitting his pants. He already knew he could have her, but why settle for her first offer?
Calling on his skills as a thespian (Doc Hammer could have been a Shakespearean actor if he had wanted). “I’m not sure what you mean miss.”
She put her lean arms about his strong chest, pushing her perky young breasts against his white cotton shirt. She looked up at him with her most dangerous smile. “Oh I think you do Doc.” Her bare leg slipped between his, searching for that tell-tale bulge which would mean she had him. She rubbed again. And again. What? Nothing? Oh no! He wasn’t gay was he?
Doc Hammer’s face was a mask of innocence as he looked down at the Australian girl. “I’m very flattered Robyn but you are quite young. Generally I’m interested in experienced women, not girls with crushes.”
“Girl!” yelled the outraged 19 year old girl, “What the fuck! Hey mister high and mighty Doc Hammer, I don’t know what you think you got but I can take it!”
Doc Hammer tired not to laugh. “Robyn, I’m very flattered of course but I’m really not interested.”
“Oh yeah!?” She tore open his pants and pulled out his large member. She noticed the skin was just bronze as the rest of his body. How did he do that? It couldn’t be natural could it? Whatever. Aussie Girl put aside questions of superhuman anatomy, dropped to her knees and wrapped her lips around it.
Listening to the blonde suck away Doc Hammer relaxed some of his mental control, allowing his dick to grow hard. She wasn’t bad. Not as good as the Yellow Fiend’s twin daughters Emerald and Jade but not bad at all.
But he had bigger plans than just a blow job.
He reached down and put his strong hands under her chin. He pulled her up to her tiptoes and kissed the girl deeply. She reached behind and unfastened her costume; it fell easily around her ankles. She shimmied up against the examination table and put her butt on it; she spread her legs wide and looked at Doc Hammer with an expectant grin.
Doc returned it with a sly shit-eating grin, oh this little girl didn’t know what she was going to get.
“Y’know Robyn, why don’t we try something a little more interesting… y’know if you think you’re up for it.”
***
Robyn moaned through clenched teeth as Hammer pushed harder. Her long fingers made imprints into the titanium legs of the examination table. She was hunched in a fetal position, her tight ass sticking up and her hands wrapped around the table legs. She tried hard not to let on how much it hurt, no way was she giving him that satisfaction.
“Good girl. Good girl. Feels nice right? That’s right.” Doc Hammer shoved his thick member a bit further up her ass, this was tight. He’d thought Shamrock or the Yellow Fiend’s virgin daughters were tight but this was something else entirely. If not for his Herculean strength Hammer wouldn’t be able to get this far. He also really liked the look of pain on the girl’s face. She was trying to hide it, trying to pretend she was having a good time and failing miserably.
He’d figured her out early on. Surrounded by older more experienced teammates Aussie Girl desperately needed to prove herself and would do anything, if it would stop people from thinking she wasn’t good enough. Of course he could only count on that for so long.
Aussie Girl’s mouth opened wide and she sucked in air as incredible feelings of pleasure shot through her body. Doc Hammer has applied his legendary knowledge of pressure points to her back and made her forget the pain of the anal intrusion. With one more mighty thrust he slammed his dick into her ass up to the hilt. Aussie Girl should have been in agony but she cried out in joy as he played her body like concert violinist. His merest touch brought new heights of pleasure to the writhing girl and his kisses on her back melted the pain away. She came for the first time, tearing the table leg from its anchor in the floor.
***
“Well, uh, g’bye doc…”
“Please call me Jake.”
“S-sure Jake… hey maybe we can y’know…”
“Hmm, maybe. What do you say I come by your place tomorrow about nine?”
“Sure! Sure… I mean, that sounds okay.”
Aussie Girl managed to walk normally until she was out of the Doc Hammer’s sight and then started to limp. Oh God! That felt so good but it hurt so much! She just hoped she’d be up for another round by tomorrow.
She waved absently to Shamrock as she headed out.
Shamrock wondered what was wrong with her friend but was distracted when she heard Jake coming in.
“H-hi Jake!” Her green eyes positively twinkled when she saw him. “Hi!”
“Hello again Shannon” he leaned over and gave her a kiss on the cheek. “Sorry I wasn’t able to speak earlier but your teammate absolutely insisted on showing me around.”
“T-that’s OK. Really. Did you have fun?”
“Fun? No not really, I think Aussie Girl might have been flirting with me.”
“What? No, I mean, really? She’s kind of like that with every guy.” Shamrock has a sudden scary thought, what if Aussie stole Jake from her! Aussie Girl was so much prettier and more confident and everything. How could Shannon O’Sullivan even compete!
“Hmm. Well she did show me one interesting thing, do you have a minute?”
Shannon looked at the monitor screen. Everything seemed pretty quiet. Surely no one would care if she slipped away for a little bit.
Jake opened the thick door to the treatment room and closed it behind the Irish heroine. Shamrock was puzzled for a second, why did he want to show her this room? And how come the leg of the examination table was pulled out of the concrete. And what was that smell?
But she forgot all that when Jake put his hands on her bare shoulders and whispered in her ear. “You know Shannon; this is the only room in the building with no security cameras. We can do anything in here. Anything.”
Shannon chuckled at the thought, it was so naughty. Too naughty. He couldn’t possibly… She felt her spandex costume coming free from her breasts. Well maybe just this once. After all, if she didn’t he might start thinking about Robyn! She had to do this to keep her man!
***
Doc Hammer ploughed into the girl’s pussy his face set in a wide grin. This was just a standard fuck (with the added bonus that he was fucking Shamrock 10 minutes after doing her best friend) but sometimes it was nice way to cleanse the pallet.
But he figured this was it. He wanted a girl with more spirit, this Irish girl’s idea of making love was to lie there like a sack of potatoes and moan a lot.
***
Maple Leaf walked by the monitor room noticing it was unattended. Even worse a check of the security cameras showed no sign of Shamrock.
This worried the Canadian heroine. While Shamrock had numerous problems, she was always reliable. She came early, left late, worked hard. That’s why Maple Leaf gave her monitor duty more than anyone. Well that and the whiny little wimp wasn’t good for much else.
So if she was missing, something must be really wrong.
Maple Leaf was about to about to hit the general alarm when Shamrock came in adjusting her costume.
“MAPLE LEAF! Uh… hi! I was just… in the bathroom y’know. Doing stuff.”
“Uh, right. Hey you OK Shannon? Your face is red.”
“Hmm fine, fine. Just fine.” Shamrock smiled but her face turned even redder.
“OK then, but remember try not to leave the monitors unattended for so long and for love of God Shamrock remember to wipe, you’ve got a wet spot!”
***
Dinner with Aussie Girl was agony.
Agony.
Doc Hammer ordered the steak, nothing wrong with that right? Nice normal thing for a man to eat right?
“Oh, you eat cows?! I used to eat meat until I met that talking koala bear in Tasmania, now I can’t even stand the smell!”
This went on for TWO HOURS.
He still fucked her up the ass that night but after that he swore her off.
If only there was someone else who had her passion and adventurous spirit…
***
Hammer and Tigress faced each other across the clearing, quarterstaffs in their hands. They were a few miles from the Gaea Building in a secluded bit of forest that was part of the Gaea Building’s sprawling grounds.
“Are you sure you want to go through with this? I will not be gentle little man.”
Doc Hammer snarled at that. He was at least 7 inches taller than the African woman. “I’ve gotta get ready for this brave new world somehow. And I think I know how to handle myself.”
Tigress just chuckled and charged.
Doc Hammer quickly found himself on the defensive. While the other Protectors had powers of strength, flight and speed they didn’t seem able to put those abilities together in a meaningful way, they used their powers piecemeal; flying at super speed then slowing down to deliver a punch. They also, to be frank, fought like girls. Hesitantly, afraid they might actually hurt someone.
But Tigress attacked, well, like a tiger. Even Hammer’s inhuman reflexes could not keep up with her storm of blows, even his steel grip could barely cling to the staff as Tigress hit it harder than a pile driver. Finally the ‘unbreakable’ composite staff shattered in his hands and Tigress’ next shot knocked him off his feet with a nasty bump on the head. Tigress roared and aimed the end of her staff right between his eyes. Doc Hammer’s cat-like reflexes were barely enough to save his life; the staff still clipped his left ear drawing a bit of blood.
“Bang. You’re dead.”
She smiled. It was not a welcoming smile.
“I-“
“Be quiet dead white man, be quiet and lie still.”
She straddled him and started undoing her spandex costume, her full breasts sprang free.
Hammer swallowed. Hard.
Tigress wiggled out of her costume and ran her sharp nails down his chest. His linen shirt shredded under them. When her hands reached his belt she casually tore the leather in half and ripped his pants down the fly. She leaned in close breathing on his face.
“You should be honored white man; I rarely bother with man of your age. I find they lack… stamina. I trust you will not disappoint me too much.”
With that, she mounted him.
***
Four hours later a content Tigress flew back to the Gaea Building for a shower.
Five hours later an exhausted Doc Hammer made an agonizing trip back to his room.
He didn’t move for the rest of the day except to cross Tigress’ name out of his little black book.
Lying in bed Doc Hammer thought long and hard about what had happened so far. So far the Global Protectors were OK but if only he could find someone caring like Shamrock, energetic like Aussie but not as rough as Tigress.
He thought about it some more. The answer had been right in front of him from the beginning of course. From the moment he woke up in this new era with his face between the two most perfect breasts in the world.
He slept well that night and the next morning…
***
“Ah Doctor Alborg! How are you?”
The blond Swede turned from her computer and faced Doc Hammer with a smile. “Doctor Hammer so nice to see you but you should really call me Valkyrie. Vendla Alborg was… she was someone else entirely. I’m Valkyrie now. Anyway I’ve been looking forward to spending some time with you…”
He figured she had.
But…
The gorgeous tall blonde spent the next few hours asking him about his adventures, his inventions and his thoughts on the twenty-first century. She smoothly deflected any attempt the steer the conversation towards her or towards them getting together. Any attempt by Doc Hammer to move closer to the girl was met by her moving across the room. Finally his control began to slip and he had to excuse himself and head for the men’s room.
Jerking off he wondered “What was that girl’s problem? Was she a dyke or something? Nah, probably just shy. Well forget her. Plenty of fish in the sea. Plenty of chicks in the Global Protectors.”
Back in the lab Valkyrie hummed to her self. That had certainly been a stimulating morning; Jake Hammer’s thoughts on physics, sociology and metahuman biology were surprisingly advanced for a man who had grown up almost a century ago. Still something bothered her. Once or twice she’d suspected Doc Hammer was trying to flirt with her.
No.
The man was a hero of the Golden Age, a true gentleman. No doubt it was just her overactive imagination. Still… if she was into men…
Valkyrie put those thoughts out of her head. They were distractions, weaknesses. She wasn’t love-sick little Vendla Alborg any more, she was Valkyrie. She had no use for men in her life!
***
Rising Sun could hear someone in her lab! Of the other Global Protectors only Val had any interest in science and she was always busy in her own lab. The cleaning crew always seemed to be hanging out in Eliza or Tigress’ office so Rising Sun barely saw them more than once a week. But she could hear someone in there touching her things! She frowned. She wasn’t much good in a fight, and she wasn’t a big publicity whore like Star but electronics were her thing damn it! Why would someone try to take that from her?
She pushed the door open and…
He greeted her in fluent Japanese. “Ah Rising Sun, I was just going to call you, you’ve done some amazing work with these communicators.”
“What are you- amazing work?”
“Oh yes, they remind me of the old two-way wrist TVs I built for Tracey Richards back in the day.”
“Well, I wanted to install video but there just no way to sustain the bandwidth required over global distances…”
“Really? Did you try signal compression using…”
They talked electronics and communications for a few hours.
Then Doc Hammer suggested they get something to drink.
Then Rising Sun mentioned she had a bottle of sake in her room at the Gaea building.
And Doc Hammer mentioned he had not had sake in many years. He didn’t think it was a good idea to mention just how many…
They walked upstairs to her room; Rising Sun didn’t notice Hammer moving a lamp to block the security camera.
After half a bottle she started talking about how lonely it was in America. How hard it was to relate to these foreigners who didn’t understand Japan. He poured her another drink.
After three quarters of a bottle they started making out.
After that it didn’t take much to convince her to take off the costume, Hammer noted that her chest was padded.
Things were going fine until…
“Doc Hammer?”
“Please call me Jake.”
“J-Jake, before you put ‘it’ in me could maybe… tie my hands? You can use my pantyhose from the drawer…”
Jake Hammer shrugged and did as she asked, tying the Japanese girl’s hands tightly to the headboard. With her strength she could easily break free but if that’s what she wanted, he didn’t see a problem. But even once he started the girl didn’t seem too into it. Hammer’s pride was a bit hurt. “Hey Kisume, you like this?” He pounded harder.
“Please… please call me Rising Cum…”
“Rising Cum?”
“Or… or Rising Sin! Or Oriental Whore! Or Jap Bitch! Or-“
He got the idea.
“You goddamn oriental whore, I’m going to fuck you until your name is Rising Cum!”
“Uh-uh-uh” The Japanese girl started to pant and moan but not much else. Soon…
“J-Jake… could you maybe… slap me a bit?”
Hammer shrugged. Why not? If there was one thing he hated it was unresponsive girls. He smacked her tits hard and was surprised to find her force field did nothing to stop him. It was as if she wanted to be hurt.
“Damn slut! I’ll make you feel this!” He slapped her a few more times; he could feel her pussy growing wetter and hotter around his dick.
“Oh Master Menace! Yes harder! Harder! Punish me! I’m such a bad girl! I’m sorry, I’m so sorry I tried to fight you! Please punish me!”
Hammer definitely did not like that one. He couldn’t remember a woman ever yelling another man’s name with him. And wasn’t Master Menace one of the Global Protectors’ enemies?
“Oh Bruticus! Fuck me! I’m sorry Blackchrome! Screw me Dynamo!”
He started hitting her harder, she just cried out louder until she came in a messy orgasm, throwing him from the bed in her convulsions.
A few minutes later Hammer picked himself off the floor and saw that Rising Sun had curled into an exhausted ball and passed out. He shrugged his shoulders and looked her over. She’d torn the pantyhose with the last of her super strength but… there were some more pairs in the drawer. And he didn’t have anything else, or anyone else to do tonight.
Plenty of time to teach this cunt to remember his name.
The second time around she thought he was kidding but played along.
The third time she realized he was seriously mad and got scared. It ended with her having her most massive climax yet.
After the fourth time both of them were spent.
***
The next morning…
Rising Sun awoke with a gasp. Her left arm had been tied to her right leg and her right arm and left leg to the head and foot boards. Kisume Hiro noticed she still had her bracelets, chocker and boots on and that she was lying on her white and red costume, now soiled with bodily fluids. She started to remember what she had done last night, what she had said. What he had done to her. Her face hurt, she could feel the bruises and the black eye.
Rising Sun struggled with the silk stockings until Doc Hammer came out of the shower and freed her. She covered herself with the sheet and retreated from him. “H-hi…”
“Good morning Rising Cum.”
“A-about last night…”
Doc Hammer sat down next to her on the bed. He was still wet from the shower and wearing only a white towel around his waist. He put his hand on her bare shoulder and started tenderly stroking her hair. She smiled, the fear was leaving her.
“You have some serious issues young lady.”
“I-I know… it’s just that I-I try so hard, always being this perfect Japanese heroine, it’s like the only time I can let go is when- well…” he voice trailed off.
Doc Hammer didn’t need to hear her pseudo-psychology, he’d figured all of this out hours ago.
“You won’t tell anyone about me? About us, will you?” She pleaded desperately.
His hand curled into a fist and he wrenched her hair. She screamed as he pulled her mouth towards his crotch.
“Keep your sick perversions a secret? Maybe, maybe not. That depends on whether or not you give me the best blow job of my life right here and now you stuck-up oriental bitch!”
He smacked her ass for good measure and put a finger in her pussy. The frightened girl wrapped her lips around his dick and started licking as best she could.
She came twice before he did.
***
Walking out of her quarters hours later Doc Hammer thought about this one. She’d been fun. But the girl had issues, very serious issues. Not something he’d want to deal with in the future. Nope. Rising Sun was a good sick fuck but not what he was looking for.
***
One her bed Rising Sun tried to put on makeup to hide the bruises. Her rapid healing abilities would take care of them in a day or two but right now she looked like she’d gone ten rounds with the Incredible Behemoth.
Every few minutes she’d stop and hold her head. She still couldn’t believe she’d done that. That she’d let him do that to her. But then she’d remember what it had been like, feeling so helpless in his arms, so powerless, just a slave to his will. It made her hot just thinking about it.
She moaned and touched herself.
Finally she gave up and got dressed. Dark glasses and a hat would hide the worse of it. She was much too tired to fly; she’d take one of the GP’s sedans with tinted windows home. With luck she wouldn’t run into anyone on her way to the garage. Then maybe she could arrange to spend a few weeks in Japan. Get away from Hammer and all those American villains who just wanted to fuck her.
Yes. A trip to Japan would be just the thing to clear her head.
En route to the garage someone ran right into her knocking off the hat and glasses and sending the weakened girl to the floor. She looked up; it was Eliza, their office manager.
“Opps. Sorry Rising Cum, didn’t see you there. You okay?”
Rising Sun thought she’d heard Eliza call her something else. But that wasn’t possible; it must have been Eliza’s raspy voice. The poor girl had been badly injured during a villain attack last year that left her face and throat badly scarred. It must have been the raspy voice, that and Rising Sun’s guilty conscience.
“Whoa, that’s some shiner Rising Cum; did I do that just now?”
“What? No… I was… on a secret mission. Secret. Please don’t tell anyone you saw me.”
“Damn, OK then. I just hope you got the other guy pretty good.”
“Yes… I guess he did get it pretty good.”
“See you later Rising Sin! Take care of yourself!”
“I… I will.”
Eliza managed to hold her laughter until she was back in her office. Hammer had been clever blocking the security camera but he missed the two hidden cameras Eliza had installed in the last few weeks. Ever since Maple Leaf locked her out of the GPs internal security system she’d had to install her own to keep tabs on these super bitches. Funny thing was she almost didn’t bother with Rising Sun’s room, that mousey little gook was almost as boring as Shamrock. Now she was glad she’d done a thorough job. The video of Rising Sun being raped and beaten by Doc Hammer would be worth a couple of grand on the hentai websites.
***
Doc Hammer turned the week over in his mind. Shamrock was boring. Aussie Girl was annoying. Tigress was a bit too much. Valkyrie, well obviously something’s wrong with her. And Rising Sun has much too much baggage.
Now what?
Turning the corner Doc Hammer ran into Maple Leaf and Star arguing about royalties or something. The insults were flowing pretty fast. He took a good look. Two great looking, powerful, conceded girls who hated each other. He smiled.
Now that could be a lot of fun.
He headed to his quarters and started making plans.
***
“Well Doc Hammer-“
“Please call me Jake.”
“Well Jake that was certainly an impressive performance. I can’t remember when I saw someone move so fast or with such skill. You were certainly in the zone tonight.”
“Well thank you Maple Leaf but I couldn’t have done it without you as my partner. Honestly, you were able to go all night, and with practically every man in the room. I really am impressed.”
“We’ll have to do this again some time soon.”
“Definitely.”
Doc Hammer and Maple Leaf had just finished attending a fundraiser for the Global Protectors’ Foundation and together had raised over $3 million from the team’s wealthy patrons. Now Jake Hammer found Maple Leaf looking into his eyes with a renewed interest. Good.
“Say um Jake are you doing anything tomorrow night?”
“No, no plans.”
“Well would you like to come by my place, say around 8? I had a new hot tub installed and-“
“Say no more. I’ll see you then.”
“Great.”
Maple Leaf headed for office to take care of some paperwork.
Doc Hammer headed for his room quietly whistling “Two for tea”.
***
Maple Leaf flew over the city leaving a trail of curses behind her. Her meeting with the team’s accountants had gone way overtime; Doc Hammer must have been waiting for almost 45 minutes at her front gate. Assuming he didn’t leave already. She’d tried his communicator but there was no response.
As she got closer to her house she could see Doc’s customized Land Rover parked outside but no trace of him. She frowned and landed in the front yard.
Then her sensitive ears picked up splashes from the back, she heard him cry out-
“Maple Leaf? Is that you? I hope you don’t mind that I came right in. I figured you would want the water nice and hot when you arrived.”
“Good call! Give me a minute to change and I’ll join you!”
She heard a giggle in reply and shrugged her shoulders. Funny, Doc Hammer giggles like a girl.
She headed upstairs and ditched her costume. She replaced it with one of the official licensed Global Protector swimsuits, this one was a white string bikini with red trim and red maple leafs on each breast, the crotch and the ass. When she’d first seen it she’d thought it was in bad taste but today, she knew it was just the thing to wear. She fixed her waterproof makeup and headed downstairs to start the fun.
Doc was there relaxing in the pool with his strong arms stretched out along the edge and a very content look on his face. A bottle of champaign and some glasses sat by him.
Maple Leaf put on her best ‘come hither’ smile and walked towards the hot tub, moving her hips a bit more than required.
Then the water started to bubble and shake more than usual and suddenly a blonde head emerged and gasped for breath.
No.
It can’t be.
No.
The blonde shook her head showering Maple Leaf with drops of water. She was wearing a red, white and blue bikini decorated with white stars on her tits and on her ass. She turned and faced the Canadian heroine, Maple Leaf saw her face.
Star wiped something white and sticky from her mouth and smiled at her leader.
“Hey sugar, thought you’d never get here.”
Maple Leaf froze as different desires warred across her face.
Run.
Kill Star.
Kill Hammer.
Cry.
Hide.
Scream.
But she was too proud for any of those. She regained her composure. She painted a smile on her face and continued walking forward. That brain dead slut didn’t really think she could complete with Maple Leaf did she?
She slipped into the water gracefully and slinked next to Hammer. Star scowled at her and slipped over to his other side. He obligingly put his arms around both of them.
Maple Leaf ran her fingers across his chest and put her head on his shoulder. “Oh Jake, you must have been so lonely with hardly anyone to keep you company here.” She shot daggers at Star.
Star scowled and copied Maple Leaf and also rubbed her breasts against his bare chest. “Well it’s a shame how some people make promises they don’t intend to keep.” She slipped a hand under the water towards his swimming trunks.
Jake Hammer smiled.
***
The next morning…
Maple Leaf opened her eyes and noticed with alarm that the sun was already up. Damnit! She hadn’t overslept like this in a long time. She shielded her eyes against the glare (she had an awful hangover) and started to climb out of bed but her foot was stuck on something. She pulled and heard a moan. Huh?
She threw off the covers and looked. Her left foot was hand cuffed to Star’s right wrist. They were in bed together. Naked.
Maple Leaf screamed!
Star screamed!
They both screamed and tried to scramble away.
The cuffs caught them and they both fell to the floor Maple Leaf on top on Star. Naked.
They screamed again and moved as far away as they could, turning their backs to each other.
“S-Star, what did we do last night?”
Then the memories came…
***
After a while things in the hot tub started to get ugly. Star was pulling Maple Leaf’s hair while the Canadian heroine scratched the American’s face. Doc Hammer intervened and pulled them apart. He looked at them sternly and reminded them they were adults and heroines and should learn to behave.
The two heroines sheepishly apologized.
Doc Hammer explained that he’d innocently run into Star on his way out and invited her along to see the hot tub. It never occurred to him Maple Leaf would object. They are friends aren’t they? They sheepishly nodded.
He poured them both drinks and told them to drink to friendship. They did. And then they had another one. And another. And then he was giving them each shoulder rubs to relax the tension. Then Star was nibbling on his ear.
Then Maple Leaf was kissing his chest.
Then Maple Leaf was kissing Star.
Then the bikini tops came off.
Hammer sucked on one of her breasts, Star on the other. Maple Leaf’s hands drifted under the water finding Hammer’s erect member and Star’s hot snatch. At first she had a plan, she’d show Hammer what a slut Star was and he’d get rid of her. But the more she did the more Star did in return and soon…
They adjourned to the bedroom. Star came up with chocolate syrup and whipped cream. Maple Leaf came out the titanium handcuffs she kept for supervillains. Hammer came and came and came.
And now…
***
“Hey, uh, I feel a bit rested; do you want to try it again?”
“What!?”
“Try to break the cuffs again.”
“Oh, right.”
They were sitting with their backs to each other wrapped in a sheet. Neither had moved or spoken for the last hour. They both pulled and grunted and slowly the handcuffs gave away. They ran to opposite sides of the room, Maple Leaf kept the sheet, Star ran behind a curtain.
Maple Leaf found a note on the night table.
“Sorry for slipping out this morning but I had some work to do. We’ll have to do this again sometime – Big Jake”
“Star… we have to do something about this man.”
***
Hammer laughed the whole way home. He remembered the look of disgust on Maple Leaf’s face when he shoved it into Star’s pussy. And how it had changed to a look of passion as he hit some key pleasure centers.
He’d spent some spare time researching these girls’ incredible anatomies. From what he could tell the same process that turned them into heroines also enhanced their pleasure centers and endorphin systems. If you knew which buttons to press you could pretty much turn them into sex addicts. He wondered if any of their foes has ever noticed this. He hoped not, he liked the idea of having them to himself.
Star and Maple Leaf had been fun, their pride and jealousy added quite a bit of passionate spice to the mix. But as with Rising Sun they had issues. A LOT of issues. Besides after last night they wouldn’t be talking to him for a while.
He laughed again, that look on Star’s face when he took out the bananas… and put them in…
Back to the question at hand, who in the Global Protectors was fun and passionate and sexy but well balanced? Hammer decided that if he found someone like that he’d keep her.
***
Maple Leaf spent the next few hours reviewing security tapes at the Gaea Building. She didn’t like what she was seeing at all.
***
They met the next day in secret. Nothing was put on the computer about the meeting, nothing scheduled. The invitees were told verbally. Maple Leaf looked around at Rising Sun, Aussie Girl, Star, Tigress and Val. For some reason Rising Sun was wearing sun glasses indoors. Maple Leaf didn’t give it much thought, she had too much to do and Rising Sun was leaving for Japan in the evening.
She checked the clock. Their missing member was 10 minutes late. Time to go ahead without her.
“Ladies, I suppose you are wondering why I have asked you here today. I want to discuss… Doctor Hammer.”
Star, Aussie Girl and Rising Sun found something interesting on the floor to look at. Tigress grinned. Valkyrie seemed clueless.
“I have reason to believe he has had sex with everyone in this room, for some of us, it was sex in a very uncomfortable place.”
Aussie Girl shifted her butt in the seat.
“Obviously there is no way he could have done this just with words. I suspect he had been using some sort of mind control on us.”
“Maple Leaf are you sure-“
Val was cut off as most of the others cried out in agreement. Rising Sun nodded very enthusiastically. Tigress leaned back looking very satisfied. Val just looked annoyed and closed her mouth.
“We are here to decide what to do about this.”
“Hey, boss lady what about the Irish chick and La Sola?”
“La Sola was invited, I guess she’d just running late. Some people have trouble remembering meeting times…” She glared at Star.
“Yeah well it’s not my fault some of us cum too early Maple Leaf.”
Maple Leaf looked a bit nauseous at the memory so she let the subject drop.
“And as for Shamrock, let’s face facts, even if he was interested there’s no way little Miss Shamrock would even touch a guy before she was engaged to him.”
The others nodded at that.
“So I want to hear options about how to break his hold-”
At that moment La Sola broke in to the meeting.
“AMIGAS! Sorry I’m late but you won’t believe what happened! Doc Hammer and I… WE’RE ENGAGED!”
Maple Leaf groaned…
Doc Hammer (obviously) owes a lot to
Doc Savage, the first real superhero and to Philip Jose Farmer’s book
Doc Savage: His Apocalyptic Life as well as to Warren Ellis’
Planetary comic. Don’t
worry; we’ll be seeing more of him in this story.
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Marcus