The
Global Protectors – True Romance
By Marcus Lycus
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Marcus Lycus
May
2005
At 6 am Valkyrie headed for the locker room after her morning workout. She peeled off her sweaty costume and threw it over her shoulder on her way to the shower. Naturally she assumed no one would be around at this hour. Tigress was still prowling the city as usual, Maple Leaf usually worked out at home and none of the other Protectors could be bothered to wake up this early, much less come to work.
So Val was shocked to find Shamrock naked, curled in a ball crying, clutching her costume like a handkerchief. She dropped her costume and ran over and embraced the Irish Girl.
“Shamrock? Shamrock? What happened?”
“Ah!” Shamrock started at being touched but calmed down when she saw it was Valkyrie. “What? Nothing! Nothing! I’m fine Val, really!”
Valkyrie had spend five years training her body, mind and senses, she could smell the male musk on Shamrock, see the terror in her young teammate’s eyes, hear it in her voice. This told her something was wrong.
Well that and the fact Shamrock was curled up naked on the locker room floor.
She decided to try a different tact. “So, how was your dream date?”
Shamrock froze, she wanted to tell, she really wanted to tell, but she remembered Victor’s warning. If the rest of the team saw those tapes, if her family saw those tapes, she just could not live.
“It was OK” she said unconvincingly.
Val put a reassuring hand on Shamrock’s shoulder. “The boy didn’t try anything did her?”
Shamrock shook her head emphatically but her sobs betrayed her.
“Oh Shamrock, you poor girl. I’m so sorry.” She hugged her Irish teammate and listened to her babble.
“And they said all these awful things and had pictures and everything… oh why are they so mean!”
Val filed that fact away. It seemed that lately everyone had inside information on the Global Protectors and no matter how many times they tightened security more leaked out. Val was starting to have suspicions about who was responsible.
But then Shamrock wiggled closer to Val, pushing her naked body against her teammate’s and Val suddenly had a lot of trouble concentrating on anything else. How many times had she dreamt of this moment? She moved one arm lower to Shamrock’s hip and stroked her long red hair with the other.
“Now, now Shamrock, it’s not your fault. Believe me. I know you. Better than you know yourself. You’re a good person. A wonderful, sweet, kind, innocent girl. What they said, what they did, men did that to you. Terrible men who want to corrupt you and make you dark. But you’re stronger than them. Better than them. Say it Shamrock. Say it.”
“I… I’m stronger than them, I’m better than them.”
“That’s right Shannon. That’s right.”
“I hate them.”
Val went stiff.
“I hate them all. There are no nice boys, they’re all liars like Alexi and Jake and James and Antonio and Donavan and all the others. Men are scum.”
Val bit her lip and tried to hide her excitement. How many times had she dreamed of hearing these words from any of the Global Protectors? Many times, she wanted to hear this from any of them but especially from sweet, beautiful Shamrock.
“I don’t want them. Why can’t they be like girls? Girls never lie and are never mean. Why can’t they be like you Val?” Shamrock kissed her on the cheek.
Val bit her lip as Shamrock moved her head into Val’s lap. She hoped Shannon wouldn’t notice the growing dampness down there.
“Just hold me Val. Just hold me…”
Valkyrie held her for hours until the Irish girl fell into a deep dreamless sleep. Valkyrie put on her costume, draped Shamrock in a blanket and moved her upstairs to Shamrock’s small office in the Gaea Building. She gently placed the redhead on the couch, took a seat and waited.
And thought…
She could fix this. The mind control helmet was downstairs. She could erase Shamrock’s memories of the night before and restore her to where she was. But should she? Did she even want to?
She looked at Shamrock’s pouty lips and long legs and firm breasts lying there in front of her, so vulnerable. She wanted to join the girl beneath the sheets and make her feel so good, make her forget men entirely. She bit her lip again. She couldn’t. She wouldn’t. Not like this.
Unconsciously Val’s hands moved to her breasts and pussy. She started to feel them and let her imagination do what she did not dare. She came twice while Shamrock lay sleeping.
***
In the subbasement Eliza watched all of this on her private monitors.
Wow.
Once again she was glad she’d wired everyone’s room. She’d hate to miss a show like this.
But now she had to decide what to do. Shamrock had been told not to tell anyone or the pictures would go out. But… if she released the pictures that might get Val and Shamrock wondering how anyone had known. Worse yet, Shamrock might not care anymore. Shamrock was only fun because she carried around such massive illusions about the world and about herself. Eliza knew that if she pushed too hard Shamrock might finally toughen up. And what fun would that be?
Besides there was also this interesting twist with Val. Would the super dyke finally crack? She decided she just had to wait and see.
***
Meanwhile two floors up, Star was finishing a call with her agent.
“Hypnotherapy, I don’t know…”
“Star, sweetie, I’m your agent, you have to trust me. That friend of yours, Eliza recommended him and this guy is a real genius. He helped me stop smoking.”
“But I don’t need-“
“Sweetie, your last album tanked and you haven’t even started on the next one. You keep coming up with excuses but it’s obvious you need some motivation. This guy can help get you moving again.”
“Fine. What’s his name again?”
“Doctor Domingo, hold on I’ll get you his number…”
***
Shamrock slept till noon and woke with a start. She was naked! In a dark room! And someone was there! She screamed!
Val was half-asleep, tired by her own pleasures but woke to Shamrock’s scream. She hurried to her side.
“It’s OK Shannon, it’s OK!” She hugged the frightened girl and gently kissed her cheek.
“Oh Val it’s you! Thank God… I had such a scary dream.”
They talked a bit more. Val was surprised to see that even without the mind control helmet Shamrock was suppressing the memories of the night before. When she retold the story that morning she only remembered that the boys had been ‘fresh’ with her and had said ‘bad things’.
But Val was able to rekindle some of her feelings, getting Shamrock to agree she should take a break from boys for a while and spend some time with her friends. And since Rising Sun was still in Japan and since Aussie Girl was busy with her lawsuit and stuff and since La Sola always seemed to be hanging out with Jake…
Shannon eagerly agreed to go out and see a movie with Val that night.
***
Star, the most popular Global Protector, got out of the elevator and walked up to Doctor Domingo’s non-descript office. She was dressed in civilian clothes for this trip, a short white skirt and a red button-down top (mostly buttoned down). Going to a hypnotherapist was embarrassing enough without letting people know it was Star who needed help.
But like her agent said, the last album had tanked and after that fiasco with her kid partner ‘Sun Girl’ Star was finding harder and harder to get motivated. But she knew unless she wanted to become some has-been heroine in an Old Navy commercial she would have to do something soon.
After carefully checking to make sure no one could see her, she opened the door and walked into the small waiting room. There was a cute young receptionist there but the girl wasn’t too good at her job. She just sat there with a blank look on her face until Star walked up and waved in her face.
“Hello! Hello! I’m uh…” she didn’t want to tell this chick who she was. “Um, I have a 2 o’clock appointment, Greg Silverstein sent me.”
“Hello and welcome to Doctor Domingo’s office. Please have a seat and the doctor will be with you shortly.” The girl repeated that robotically without making eye contact.
Star took a seat frowning. Chicks today have no customer service skills.
Finally she was called in to see the doctor.
“So you are the famous American heroine, Star?”
“Yeah.”
“And you have a problem of motivation I hear?”
“I guess.”
“Well I think I can help with that.”
Domingo was OK. He was an older man with a bit of an abrupt manner but at least he seemed to be all business, he’s barely tried to look down Star’s top the whole time they’d been talking.
He walked over the projector and turned off the lights. A colored wheel appeared on the screen in front of Star.
“I need you to focus on the wheel, watch it turn slowly and relax your mind. You’re getting sleepy…”
He continued this for a few minutes until Star’s eyelids were drooping and her jaw was slack.
Doctor Domingo smiled to himself and dropped the illusion that covered his features. Now he appeared as his true self, 4’ tall, bald with an enlarged forehead and bulging eyes. He was no longer Doctor Domingo; once again he was The Dominator! Master of mind control. He put a claw-like hand on Star’s shoulder; the blonde heroine did not react.
“Well, well Miss Star, we meet again. It seems we have unfinished business together. We’d better start by having your take off your top. I never did get to see your tits last time.”
***
It was a French film which they enjoyed even more because they didn’t need to read the subtitles. Then they went out for Italian food and some strong espresso.
“Wasn’t that romantic Val?”
“Mmm” Valkyrie nodded as she finished her coffee. She needed a second to remind herself that Shamrock meant the movie, not their ‘date’.
“When did you learn French?” She asked trying to get off the subject of romance.
“In college, I just had to learn it so I could read Victor Hugo in the original language.” She switched to French “French really is the language of love.”
Val bit her lip. Hard.
“What about you?”
“I uh, I needed to learn French to read the Paris Journal of Metahuman Physiology.”
“Not that silly, don’t you think French is the most romantic language ever?”
“I uh, hadn’t thought about it Shannon.”
“Oh well. Hey Val are you OK? You look a bit red. Why don’t we go for a walk? The moon is full.”
Val muttered something that sounded like yes.
They walked for a while under the full moon along the banks of the St. Giffin River. Normally Shamrock would never go to this neighborhood at night but with Valkyrie she felt so safe.
“You know Val, I never noticed before but you’re really nice. At work you’re always so cold and mean, but really you’re a nice girl.”
Val swallowed hard and tried to think of base ball, or quadratic equations or irregular German verbs. Anything but Shamrock walking to next to her.”
“And you’re pretty too. You know I’ve always wondered how come you don’t have a boyfriend?”
Val looked at Shannon’s innocent green eyes and almost said it. Almost. Shannon kept walking and talking. “I guess you’re like me, you just can’t find a nice boy. After last night I’m ready to stop looking. I’ll just be happy to be with a nice girl like you.”
That did it. Val turned to her teammate, ready to say it. But couldn’t. So she said “Um, Shannon would you like to come back to my place for a drink?”
“Sure that would be great! But where can we find a cab?”
Val shook her head and took Shamrock’s hands in hers. No one was around.
“Who needs one?”
The rose gracefully into the air.
Together.
The never even noticed the smoke from across town.
***
“A-ha-ha-ha! Surrender you puny policemen; you are no match for the power of BLACKSTAR!”
The villainess picked up another police car and tossed it at the SWAT team, forcing the elite cops to run for cover. She laughed again.
The blonde villainess wore only an upside down black leather star, two points strapped across her boobs (barely holding them in) going over her shoulders, two at her hips and the other covering her groin. Leather laces held the costume together in the back, black leather stiletto-heeled boots covered her feet and a black leather mask concealed her features.
“I shall destroy you all! Because… because…” the villainess seemed confused for a moment as if she couldn’t remember her motivation “Because I’m EVIL!” She tore down a lamppost and tossed it into a police van to emphasize her point.
The police had already learned that bullets were useless against her and that she had superhuman strength. None of the cops were going to bother trying to fight something like that so a call had already gone out to the nearest superhero.
Blackstar tossed another cop car and picked up her sacks of money. That was the way to do it! She was superhuman damnit, she didn’t need to follow their dumb laws, she could just take what she wanted and no one could stop her.
“No one can stop me!” she bellowed.
“I wouldn’t say that Blackstar, or is it Back Stare? Nice ass by the way!”
Blackstar looked up. Descending from a nearby rooftop was a famous black silhouette and a kid in a brightly colored red costume.
“Nightbat and Sparrow!” She bellowed! “You can’t s-stop m-me, n-no one can s…” She fell to the ground face first, exposing that nice ass to the onlookers.
“No one who doesn’t have Nightbat’s patented knockout gas you mean! Right boss?”
Nightbat just grunted as he threw the blond over his shoulder and headed for the Nightbatmobile.
La Sola and Tigress arrived five minutes later and found Nightbat was long gone with the mysterious villainess.
“Oh well.”
“I hear the Incredible Behemoth is rampaging on the west side, maybe there’s still time to deal with that.”
***
The wine flowed freely at Val’s apartment. She’d bought a case half hoping this would happen. Her heart was pounding like a hammer now, she barely heard half of what Shannon said and had no idea what she was saying in return.
Finally…
“Thanks Val, I really, really had a good time tonight but I need to go home and get some sleep.”
Val panicked. It was now or never.
Now or…
“S-Shannon, just o-one last thing…”
“Val? Are you OK, you’re really pale.”
“Shannon, I…” she put her hands on Shamrock’s rosy cheeks.
“Val?”
Valkyrie gave in and kissed Shamrock’s pouty lips deeply and long.
She broke off and smiled expectantly.
Shamrock screamed!
Val tried to kiss her again.
Shamrock shoved her away and screamed some more.
Val tried to advance, Shamrock stumbled back and fell on her butt, she held up a warding arm as if Val were some vampire coming to suck her blood.
“Shamrock?”
“K-keep away! I don’t know what they did to you Val but you have to fight it!”
“Shamrock no, it’s not like that, I-“
“MIND CONTROL! It’s mind control Valkyrie! I know you’re not some freak!”
Val fumed at that remark. Even more than Shamrock’s rejection that one word cut her to the core. Freak. How dare Shannon O’Sullivan call her a freak? She loved her teammates more than anyone could understand. How dare she. Val decided. She would show this girl the truth, make her understand.
Her expression turned stern.
“You’re right Shamrock. Luckily I have a plan. I can fix this.” Valkyrie was suddenly as cold as a Swedish winter. “Come with me.”
Shamrock timidly followed her powerful teammate into the bedroom. Valkyrie seemed like her old self but Shamrock was still apprehensive. What could have made her act like that?
Val opened her closet and took out a box about the size of a basketball. She opened it and took out a blue high tech helmet.
“Val? What’s that? It looks like VX’s mind control hel-“
Valkyrie slipped it over her head and activated the device.
Shamrock stood at attention, her green eyes blank and lifeless.
“Shamrock, we’re going to talk about your feelings now.” Val’s icy voice was hollow coming from the mind control device.
***
“Oh… my head. Where am I?”
Star looked around. She was somewhere cold and clammy, a dimly lit cave decorated with strange trophies like a giant nickel and a wooly mammoth. Flocks of bats circled around screeching. She shivered, partially in fear, partially because she was only wearing some kind of leather bib over her front and nothing in back. She was sitting on a bench with some kind of padded bar in front of her. Her hands were tied in front of her and her feet to the legs of the bench. No one was around.
“Hello?”
The cry echoed through the cave.
“Hello! Help! I’m tied up!”
Star felt panic rising in gut. Where were her teammates? Where was her communicator and locator device? What was she doing here? She pulled at her bonds but they were too tough for her. She wasn’t surprised. She’d never been the strongest Protector and she felt pretty groggy right now.
She tried yelling a few more times but there was no answer. So she sat shivering, waiting to see what would happen.
Star had been dozing for a while when she felt the hand on her bare shoulder.
“Wake. Up.”
She sat up with a start and twisted her head around but the figure behind her darted into the shadows before she could get a good look at him.
“Hello?”
“Hey Starry! Feeling more like yourself?”
She spun her head, there was a kid in front of her, he looked about 14. It took a second but she recognized his garish red, green and yellow costume.
“You’re Sparrow right? Nightbat’s kid.”
“Nightbat’s partner.” The kid corrected.
“Right. Whatever. What the fuck is going on here!? Untie me you sick perv!”
“Risky. Mind control. Time bomb.” A gravely voice growled behind her. Star felt shivers up her spine.
“Hey, uh, Nightbat, good to uh, see you again. How is everything?”
“Terrible. Slutty villain trashed downtown.”
“Oh. That sucks.”
“Villain was you.”
“Oh. Sorry. Guess that’s why I’m wearing this thing huh? What happened? Mind control again?”
“You tell me.”
Star thought hard (an unfamiliar sensation). “Yeah, I was seeing this guy, a hypnotherapist and he started talking and then… I can’t remember.”
“Try.”
“I can’t!”
“Too bad. For you.”
Sparrow laughed.
Soon…
“I CAN’T REMEMBER ANY MORE!”
“Try harder.”
Star’s hands had been pulled forward while her feet were still bound in place. She was being stretched over the bar in a painful ‘L’ position that left her nearly bare buttocks fully exposed. Nightbat turned a crank tightening the cable around her hands another notch.
“Hey Nightbat, we got a Star and a full moon!” Sparrow slapped her butt.
“Hey kid! PLEASE! HELP ME!”
“Sorry Starry, but Sparrow, like God, helps those who help themselves. You want us to let you go you have to tell us what happened.”
“I CAN’T REMEMBER!”
Sparrow shrugged and whistled innocently. Nightbat scowled and tightened the cable again.
“Too bad. For you.”
A projector came on showing Blackstar’s rampage. Star winced as she watched herself smashing cars, demolishing buildings and looting a bank. Star was bound in the ‘L’ position with Nightbat’s leather-clad hands on her head making her look up at the screen.
There was another explosion and Star’s shrill laugh came through the speakers.
“Hey I didn’t actually, y’know…”
“50 injuries. No fatalities.”
“Well that’s something right? It shows I was resisting the programming! So you can let me go right?”
“Luck.”
“What do you want from me! I told you it was Dr. Domingo! I told you I don’t know remember else!”
“Must be more. Extreme measures.”
“Huh?”
She felt his gloves behind her undoing the lacing that held the black star in place over her tits and ass.
“Hey! What are you-“
She felt a finger probing her asshole.
“Oh no! No! You wouldn’t! I’m friends with Apollo! He’ll kill you!”
“Have ways of handling Apollo.”
“Well I’m also close with Blue Archer, Colonel Liberty and Red Lighting! You so much as touch me-“
“Know all about it. Have tapes. Remember.”
“Oh right…” those sex tapes had kept Star out of the Avenging League of Justice last year when she tried to sleep her way into the greatest superhero team on Earth.
Another finger entered her ass. He was really going to do it!
“Hey you don’t have to do this! I’ll do anything you want, really! Those other guys, they didn’t mean shit to me, you’re really the guy I wanted, I just screwed them to get close to you, I mean with your leather and spikes and stuff, you’re sexy! You make me wet just thinking about you! You’re like not jealous or anything are you?”
“Slut.” He landed a blow on her ass, Star’s whole body shook.
“You can’t, you just can’t! I mean that kid is right here!”
“Hey I don’t mind!” Sparrow shrugged.
“Needs to learn.” Nightbat added. He unlaced his leather and kevlar codpiece. His member sprang to attention once it was freed.
“Come on! Don’t! I’ll do anything you want! Anything! AH!”
She felt him plunge into her tight ass, it felt like she was being ripped apart and he’d barely begun. Nightbat grabbed her long bleach blond tresses and gave a yank, he got another quarter inch and pulled a few hairs out be the roots. Star screamed again.
“Ooo, that’s gotta hurt.” Sparrow added.
Star screamed again and squeezed her eyes shut and clenched her teeth. Sparrow enjoyed how her prominent breasts shook back and forth under Nightbat’s assault. He lightly slapped her on the cheek to get her attention.
“You’re doing fine cutie, he’s halfway in already.”
“Puh-please you have to tell him it’s not my fault, I’ll do anything! Anything!”
“Hey I believe you but the thing is I’m not the one you have to convince.”
Nightbat gave her hair another wrench and pushed in deeper. He sighed contently as he fully entered Star’s aching asshole. He started to pump in and out making her scream again. Sparrow planted his lips over her open mouth and stuck in his tongue. Star resisted for a moment but another wrench from Nightbat reminded her how important cooperation is. Sparrow broke off and grinned.
“Hey why don’t you and me have some fun while he’s busy back there. Then I can put in a good word for you.”
Nightbat began to push his way in again. Star nodded and desperately kissed the fourteen-year old boy.
***
Valkyrie opened her pale blue eyes and shaded them against the sun. The sun? She couldn’t remember the last time she’d awoken after dawn. Climbing out of bed she adjusted her camisole, somehow it had slipped off her breasts. Her gym shorts were also loose, she tightened the draw string. Crossing the room she almost tripped over the wine bottles on the floor. Val snarled, she was usually so neat.
“I must have been more upset last night than I thought.” She remembered Shamrock’s rejection and how angry it made her. For a minute there she’d actually been considering using the mind control helmet. She could see it there half buried under discarded clothes and soiled sheets. Val reassured herself she would never, ever abuse such a-
“Hey lover!” Long willowy arms wrapped around Val’s strong abdomen and pouty lips pressed against her bare shoulder offering a caste kiss, she could feel hard nipples pressing through her thin top.
“S-s-s…” NO!
“Can’t remember my name?” The girl giggled. “Maybe you remember this hmm…” She pulled down the camisole and started teasing Val’s sensitive nipples. Val’s eyes went wide; she turned and shoved the girl off of her.
It was Shamrock, still wet from the shower, naked as the day she was born. Shamrock smirked at her teammate and lay back on her elbows.
“Sorry lover, I forgot you like to be on top huh?” She spread her legs and grinned.
Valkyrie closed her eyes. She didn’t… she couldn’t… but she had. And now that she had…
She opened her eyes and blinked away tears of joy. It was real, it was here, it was now.
She dove in.
“Oh Shannon, Shannon I’m going to make you as happy as you made and mmmm…” After that her mouth was much too busy with other things.
***
Star shook like a leaf, she could barely stand, barely look up at the terrifying crime fighter in front of her. No wonder the whole city was afraid of him! This guy’s a psycho!
Sparrow came by and put a blanket over her. Star recognized it as merchandise from Nightbat’s new movie. Sparrow gave her a comforting hug and whispered in her ear “don’t worry sweetie, the worst is over OK”. Star nodded. Nightbat growled and Star shook again.
“The disk.” He held out an unmarked black CD-ROM in front of her. “Insert. Wait. Destroy.”
“OK. Sure thing Nightbat. Anything you want OK.”
“Say it.”
“Take the disk, put it in a computer in the Gaea Building, wait for it to run or whatever, take it out, destroy it. Got it.” She smiled at him hoping for some sign of approval. The grim crime fighter just scowled at her.
“That’s it Star! You got it! Just do that and Nightbat’s done with you, that’s all you need.”
Star nodded a few times and let Sparrow lead her away. She was still shaking. The teenaged kid took her to a shower room and gave her some soap. She put the precious disk on the counter and washed herself off as best she could. She hardly noticed the water was ice cold or that Sparrow was watching the whole time. When she came out of the shower he handed her a towel and pointed to her costume hanging from a hook.
“We checked out Domingo’s office, it was cleared out but we found your costume in a dumpster outside. I had our butler clean it for you.”
“T-thanks…” I was the first nice thing she’d heard all night.
But y’know seeing as I put in a good word for you and everything, maybe there’s one thing you can do before you leave.”
“S-sure, anything.”
Sparrow pointed down at the erection visible through his green jockey shorts. She gulped and got down her knees.
“Thanks babe. And if it helps, try and forget I’m just fourteen.”
***
Shamrock and Val were busy for the rest of that morning.
That afternoon Shamrock took her girlfriend (Val savored that thought) to the Boring Gallery of Golden Age Art and then to Moebius’ Bistro for dinner. Val didn’t even notice the stares or whispered comments as the two stunning women held hands in public.
That night they tested the limits of their superhuman endurance.
Turns out the limit is ten.
***
Deep inside the Nightbat Cave Nightbat started to examine the downloads from the Gaea Building. As he suspected the Global Protectors were vulnerable and dangerous. The number of times they had been tricked, trapped or controlled staggered belief. Thankfully their foes had been more interested in the girl’s bodies than their powers. So far. But if the wrong person got a hold of them…
Nightbat decided to keep a good eye on them.
***
The next morning…
“Wake up lover! We’re going to be late!”
“Wha… huh…. Shannon? Is that you? Is this real?”
“Oh Val you’re so silly! Come on get up! Lucky I have a costume in my overnight bag huh?”
Val slowly stirred; she couldn’t remember the last time she was so tired. That time she fought the Incredible Behemoth maybe. Shamrock practically had to lift her out of bed and put her in her costume.
“Oh Val I can’t wait for today’s meeting! I’m going to tell everyone about us and they’ll be so happy cause they’re our friends and they want us to be happy!”
Valkyrie’s eyes went wide and all fatigue left her, replaced by sheer panic. “NO! No, no, Shamrock no!”
“?”
“Shamrock, you have to understand…” (I brainwashed you into loving me because I can’t stand being alone any longer? Probably a bad answer.) “The others, they might be… jealous. After all Rising Sun and Aussie Girl were always your best friends and Tigress and Maple Leaf were always mine right? We don’t want to split the team.”
“But it was never the way it is for-“
“And we can’t let the villains know! They’ll use that information to their advantage!”
“But everyone knows about La Sola’s love life-“
“And… I’m shy, I’m very, very, shy Shannon, that’s why I never told you before now! Please Shannon; please don’t say anything, please!”
“OK Val, if that’s what you want.”
Val fought down terror as she landed at the Gaea Building, constantly moving away from Shamrock to make sure the Irish girl did not hold her hand or move too close to her. Visions of Maple Leaf’s displeasure or Tigress’ rage kept popping into her mind.
What had she done!?
***
At the meeting Val sat on the opposite side of the table from Shamrock hoping it would limit the girl’s opportunities to betray their relationship. It almost worked until Shamrock slipped a boot off and started tickling Val with her toes. The Swede quickly tucked her legs under her chair and tried not to think about Shamrock tickling her for the rest of the meeting.
Besides Val and Shamrock Maple Leaf, Tigress and La Sola were there. Star was on sick leave, Rising Sun in Japan and Aussie Girl was assigned to monitor duty during the meeting (no one bothered to mention they could just reroute the monitors to the meeting room). The business manager Eliza was also there taking notes. She paid particular attention to Shamrock and Val.
After routine business was dealt with (celebrating Rising Sun’s new TV deal, the lawsuit with Mega U, tracking down the mysterious ‘Blackstar’) Maple Leaf announced their next mission.
“Dr. Darkness is threatening the Ivory Coast with his freeze ray and UNICORN has asked for our help in shutting him down. Val, La Sola and I will go on this mission, Tigress you Shamrock and Aussie (and Star I guess) will have to hold the fort. Any questions? OK let’s-“
“Excuse me Maple Leaf?”
“(Sigh) Shamrock what is it now-“
“I don’t think you’ve considered the team you’re brining to Cote d’Ivoire very well. As a Canadian you speak French of course, so does Val because she’s so smart and wonderful” Shamrock winked at Val “but La Sola doesn’t speak a word.”
“True enough but I know Star doesn’t speak French, we need Tigress here and Aussie is-“
“I speak French. Almost fluently.” She added in French.
“Really? Me no knowing to that…” Maple Leaf replied flustered trying to remember her high school French.
“Oh yes and obviously you’re going to need all the help you can get.” Shamrock continued in French. Maple Leaf scowled. Was this girl insulting her command of French? “After all Doctor Darkness is a very dangerous foe, he almost got Valkyrie and she’s probably our most powerful member.” She smiled at Val again. Val tried to look away. “Plus La Sola is needed here in Megapolis since next week is Fashion Week and she should spend time with her fiancé and-“
“OK, OK! Shamrock you’re in, La Sola you’ll stay here. Any other business? No? OK, adjourned.”
Filing out Shamrock overhead Maple Leaf telling Tigress “Wow what got into her? Shamrock sounded more confident, more assertive, almost like a different girl. I guess my leadership is finally getting through to her.”
Val winced.
***
Two days later flying back from Cote d’Ivoire…
“Wow Val, I bet you never thought I’d end up rescuing you huh?”
Val grumbled a reply.
“I mean falling into Doctor Darkness’ knockout gas trap AGAIN, wow. Usually I’m the one who does that kind of thing and then you rescue me.”
Val grumbled again.
“And did you see me in action? I guess not since you were unconscious but it was amazing! I was so fast and even when he shot me with at Macro Laser I didn’t feel anything! Even Doc Darkness said I was most impressive! Me! ‘Most impressive my Irish nemesis!’” She giggled as she tried to imitate Darkness’ voice. “And those two UNICORN girls, they were real nice about helping us and giving your some clothes after Doc Dark dissolved your costume again…”
Val scowled and did not reply. Shamrock got the hint.
“Aw, sweetie you’re not mad are you?”
The Global protector’s jet, the Globe Hopper 1 was the height of luxury, the interior looked more like a hotel lounge than a plane, with comfortable couches, easy chairs, DVD players, a book shelf and a wet bar. The two heroines were seated across from each other, Valkyrie sitting stiffly on a couch, Shamrock sprawled out on a recliner with one leg dangling over an arm.
Shamrock climbed out of the recliner, crossed the plane and took the seat next to Val. Valkyrie buried her nose in her book. Shamrock snuggled close. “If you want, you can punish me. Maybe a spanking?” She whispered in Val’s ear. The blonde Swede blushed and looked even more intently at her book. Shamrock’s long fingers started stroking Val’s muscular thighs.
“S-Shamrock, please stop. Maple Leaf is right over there in the cockpit and-“
Shamrock put her hand around Val’s shoulders and kissed her on the cheek.
“Don’t be such a fraidy-cat. Jillian can’t hear anything with the earphones on and she’s not going to leave the controls of a $50 million dollar jet to check on us. Now come on, I’m bored…” she started kissing Val’s neck.
“Shannon!” Valkyrie pushed her off the couch, Shamrock sprawled on the floor.
“Gee, Val, you weren’t like this last night.”
Memories of their night in the hotel came unbidden to Val. “That was different!”
“How? Maple Leaf was in the next room last night too.”
“I- Shamrock I’m going to the cockpit, I’ll see you when we land.” Val turned on her heel and exited the passenger compartment.
“Geeze-Louise I thought I was the shy one here.” Shamrock picked herself off the floor and stretched. “Someone has to teach that girl to relax. And I think I know just how to do that…”
***
And in the cockpit…
“Got tired of Shamrock huh?”
Valkyrie grumbled something under her breath.
“I don’t know what got into that girl, usually she’s so quiet but on this mission she’s just been talking my ear off, talking about new costumes, new promotional ideas, asking about old cases, all kinds of stuff.”
Val grunted something in reply.
“Don’t get me wrong, it’s nice to see her finally taking an interest in something besides puppies and kittens but it’s a bit much. I wonder what happened.”
Val mumbled something.
“Exactly. You know what I think it is, that dream date thing the other night. I bet she got laid.”
Val’s eyes went wide. She was glad Maple Leaf had her eyes on the controls.
“I’ve said for years there’s nothing wrong with that girl a good fuck wouldn’t fix. Right Val?”
Val nodded mutely.
“Wonder who the poor guy is. I mean she was annoying before cause she was such a mouse but now, it’s like this dam burst and she can’t stop. But hey, at least we only have to deal with her during missions. Some poor sucker has to take that all night!” Maple Leaf giggled and looked over at Val. Val was pale as a ghost and actually looked scared.
“Hey Ice Queen, what’s wrong? That gas still got you down?”
Val nodded.
“Shame about that. Weird how he trapped you so easily, you’re usually too good for that stuff. Guess you were distracted huh? You did look pretty tired this morning. At least our new and improved Shamrock was on the ball. You should have seen her in action, even Doc Darkness was impressed.”
Val sat back and put her hands over her face. What had she done?
***
As the Globe Hopper landed Doc Hammer was there to meet it. Val took off right away so he button-holed Maple Leaf and asked about the mission. Maple Leaf was cold but polite to him and gave a quick report. He was disappointed that Doctor Darkness has escaped in his invisible zeppelin (and rather surprised Valkyrie had not managed to stop him) but was happy to hear Natasha had been present to help with the mission. Anything that benefited her career would make her a more valuable asset later on.
Then he went to catch Shamrock, he felt like celebrating and with La Sola out of town she was next on the rotation.
“Oh I’m sorry Doc, but I have y’know plans. Plans with my good, good friend Val. Do you understand? Me and Val, we’re very close friends. Very close.” She licked her lips.
Hammer looked deep into the Irish girl’s eyes and tried not to laugh. He’d used hypnosis and mind control enough times in his career to recognize the slightly glazed look in Shamrock’s eyes.
Well, well, it seems that Val is not the ice queen she pretends to be. No wonder she was distracted on this mission.
***
Star put on her new red-white and blue earrings (a gift from Matt) and carefully applied her lipstick. She took a step back and turned in the mirror. She wore a sequined blue, backless top and a red and white stripped sequined micro-mini-skirt with no sides. And nothing underneath.
Star poured herself some wine, turned on the stereo and tried out some dance moves. Sure enough the outfit stayed on but looked ready to fly off any second. Perfect.
That whole thing with Nightbat had creeped her out for a while but damnit she was back in action. Tonight was the premiere of Paris’ new horror move and there’d be one hell of a party afterwards. Live music, hot and cold running guys, Star could not wait.
She reached for her hand bag (which cost more than an average car) just as her cell started to ring. “What, I’m only twenty minutes late!” She picked it up.
“Paris I’m on my way OK?”
It wasn’t Paris.
“Star. You’re not going out.”
The voice chilled her to the bone. Her hand started to shake.
“Take off the dress.”
Star stood there shaking.
“Now.”
She tore off the dress, not caring that she’d just destroyed a designer original.
“Stand by the window.”
She did. It was a floor to ceiling picture window that normally gave her a view of the three acres of woods behind her house. The curtains were wide open. She couldn’t see anything in the darkness but knew that somewhere out there two white slits were watching.
“Take the wine bottle.”
She picked it up.
“Put it between your legs.”
She held it between her thighs.
“That’s not what I mean.”
She swallowed and obeyed, jamming the neck of the bottle a few inches in until it stuck. She bit her lip to endure.
“Spread your legs; put your hands on your hips. Smile.”
Star did as she was told, assuming the Global Protector’s traditional heroine pose before the dark window.
There was a flash of light from outside and she heard giggling. She snarled and reached to pull out the bottle but the voice came back.
“Don’t move.”
She started to sweat and assumed the position again.
“Put down the phone and stay like that till morning.”
Sparrow turned off the voice distorter and hung up the cell phone. He took another low-light shot and jumped down from the trees. He couldn’t believe he’d forgotten to turn off the flash. Ah well, no real harm done.
He wondered how long Star would really stay like that. Not that it mattered, he was done. And now he really had something worthwhile to show off at the next Junior Justice Avengers meeting.
***
Val lay in her bed, alone at last. She’d had to shrug off Shamrock’s advances three times before her… girlfriend… took the hint. She never thought it would be like this. Never.
It was supposed to be wonderful, fantastic, but all she felt was guilt and fear and disappointment. She wanted sweet, quiet, shy Shamrock, not this aggressive nymph who left her drained and unable to do anything.
Val’s arms and legs felt so heavy, she could barely stay awake. Her head rolled to the side, she fell into a dreamless sleep and dreamt of floating above the clouds.
***
Val woke up and screamed. She was on a concrete floor in an abandoned warehouse, her hands tied behind her back, her ankles tied together with red ribbon. She was naked except for two red bows tied over her breasts and loins. Turning her head she could see her head was on a red satin pillow.
Her strength, her power of flight, her invulnerability were gone.
She screamed again.
Someone came into view. She was dressed in black thigh-high leather stiletto-heeled boots, black panties, a black leather bustier, long back opera gloves and a black leather face mask exposing only a pony tail. It was the signature costume of the S&M themed villainess…
“Mistress Manacle?”
The dominatrix giggled. Val noticed the red hair and freckles. “Shamrock? Shamrock untie me now this is not-mmmph!”
Shamrock chocked off Val with a red heart-shaped ball gag and sat down straddling her belly between the two bows. She started running her leather-clad fingers over the outline of Val’s firm breasts.
“Mmmm, Val for Valkyrie such a cold, cold name for my warm little sweetie. I have a better name. I know it’s late in the year you do make a lovely VALentine!” Shamrock giggled again. “I hope you didn’t mind the gas, I found some in your lab, I hope I didn’t use too much. Well you seem awake now!” Shamrock leaned down and kissed Val’s gagged lips. “Remember this warehouse? It’s the old Mirage warehouse. Maple Leaf told me this is where you had your first case!”
Val whimpered. She remembered all too well her feeling of helplessness and powerlessness when villains captured her and forced her to submit to their perverted lusts. It had almost ended Valkyrie’s career before it began and had made her vow never to be weak again. Why had Shamrock taken her here?
Shamrock shifted to Val’s legs and pulled her partner into a sitting position. Poor Valkyrie was too weak to even resist. If Shamrock let her go she would fall. The Irish girl reached up and undid Val’s bun allowing the blond Swede’s long hair to swing down to her butt. She kissed Val again and unlaced her bustier a bit more. She moved her lips to Val’s ear and whispered.
“I know how you feel Val. Always trying to be so strong. But I know in your heart what you want, you want to feel helpless and dominated, to let all control go and just be wild. Funny… my fantasy was always to be strong and powerful, I guess we’re both getting what we want.” She giggled again and dropped Val onto her back.
She started untying the bows. “Gotta unwrap my Valentine…”
***
Val was in a panic. How had Shamrock known? How? She had never told anyone about her dreams where she was helpless as her teammates had their way with her. She’d always wondered how much the mind control helmet was affected by her subconscious, is that what had happened?
And worst of all Shamrock was right, she’d felt aroused from the moment she’d realized she was helpless. As Valkyrie Val had always tried to be in control, of her mind, of her body. She never let her feelings show if she could help it. But if she was not Valkyrie, if she was Shamrock’s helpless Valentine… well then, no one could expect her to keep control.
She squirmed under Shamrock as the Irish girl removed the ribbon covering her loins.
***
Outside…
“Come on Kat, that warehouse has been empty for years. Mr. Lynch will never know we were here. We’ll smoke some dope, have a few beers and see what happens.”
“Bobby I don’t know…”
“Come on! Roxie and Eddie are already heading in!”
The tall redheaded girl shrugged and followed her blond friend inside.
Where the four teens found…
“HOLY SHIT!”
This beautiful dominatrix was there sitting on top of this even better looking blonde. And they were like totally doing it!
The red headed dominatrix turned, the four got ready to run. But the girl in black leather was smiling and giggling like a schoolgirl. She got up off her captive. The captive groaned and turned her head away.
Eddie reached for his camera phone.
“Sorry guys… don’t come a-knocking if you see this warehouse rocking!” The dominatrix giggled again.
“Um…”
“The old Future warehouse is across the street if you’re looking for some privacy.”
“Uh…”
She giggled and walked up to Eddie the short grungy one with the wicked tattoo. “Close your mouth, the flies will get in! Now is there something you wanted to ask me?”
His girlfriend Roxie shot daggers from eyes at the back his head. Eddie didn’t notice. “CanItakeapicture?” Roxie groaned.
Shamrock elaborately cocked her head and made thinking gestures. She looked back at Val who was squirming and shaking her head violently.
“Well… I don’t mind but I don’t think my helpless captive would like that. So I guess it’s a tie. You’ll have to cast the tie-breaker. Pictures or no?”
The grungy guy nodded his head whipping his dirty hair up and down. Shamrock thought she saw him drool.
She turned on her heel and walked back to Val, wiggling her hips up and down as she walked.
She knelt down and whispered to her Valentine “See? You’re totally helpless! Anything can happen to you and you can’t stop it… She propped Val back into a sitting position and stood behind her with her hands on her hips and a big smile on her face.
Eddie and Bobby started clicking away. Kat and Roxie rolled their eyes and stormed out. The guys didn’t even notice.
Shamrock unlaced her bustier the rest of the way down and pulled it apart to show off her breasts. She reached down and unwrapped the bow over Val’s breasts and exposed them. She lay Val down and climbed on top. She licked Val’s breasts until the nipples were at attention and the Swede gave an involuntary moan and squirmed. Despite herself Val was incredibly aroused. Shamrock could see the tenting in the guys’ jeans. The short one was definitely drooling now.
Shamrock lowered her head licking Val’s belly, her navel, her pelvis, lower and lower and then…
“Sorry fellows, that’s all you’ll get. From here on out it’s just me and Val. Better get going now, your girlfriends are waiting.”
“Aw crap, KAT! WAIT!” The one called Bobbie hurried out.
The short one lingered, not getting the message. Shamrock walked up, hips and breasts swinging to and fro and smiled at him. He drooled some more.
Shamrock picked him up by his armpits and asked “You want me?”
He nodded furiously, getting drool on Shamrock’s breasts.
“Well I don’t want you!”
Then she tossed him out on his butt. He bounced four times. She waited until she could hear him stammering apologies to Roxie before turning back to her Valentine. She smirked.
“Did you see that Val? Did you see how much they wanted me? And they can’t have me. That felt good. That must be how Star feels when she’s shooting a calendar or something, that power of teasing men by making them want you but letting them know they can never have you. Mmm. I feel so sexy… And you…” Shamrock took a ribbon and used it to blindfold her helpless lover. “… you have to learn to loosen up my dear.”
***
The sun was coming up when Shamrock finally took off the heart-shaped gag and gently kissed Val on the lips.
“Did you like it?”
Val tried to answer but couldn’t.
Shamrock kissed her again. “I know you did, you don’t have to say it, just nod. Your body told me your answer all night long.”
Val found the strength to put her arms around Shamrock and looked up into her big green eyes. “Shannon, please, I know how it looked, but please don’t ever do this to me again…”
Shamrock giggled. “Don’t worry Val, I won’t.” ‘At least not for a few weeks’ she added naughtily in her head. Val is wonderful but she really needs some more chances to loosen up.