Emma Van Ryan sat on the bed thinking about the night’s events.
The scent of their lust still lingered in the room. The smell of sex clung to her. She had fully intended for this affair to end but it hadn’t gone as planned. He had raped and used her. He had made one of his fantasies come true by getting to abuse and bang the superheroine known as Whisper. Eventually she fully embraced the game and had shamed herself once again in the process. She had begged him to fuck her in the end. What was she doing with her life and what was wrong with her?
She had never been defeated until that bounty hunter had gotten the best of her. Now it seemed she was enjoying being beaten. Why? Did she truly feel she deserved it?
Her friends had needed her tonight and where was she? She was in a hotel room carrying on a ridiculous affair with the husband of one of her closest friends. It was horrible.
When he had emerged from the bathroom she had screamed at him for what he had done. She went over the conversation for what seemed like the millionth time since he left.
“Wasn’t that amazing”, he said as he toweled himself off.
“LISTEN, YOU RAPED ME. YOU FUCKING RAPED ME YOU FILTHY FUCKING SLIMEBALL. YOU RAPED ME YOU PIECE OF SHIT!!!!” she screamed at him.
“First off, lower your Goddamn voice before I slap that ball gag on you again. Secondly, weren’t you begging me to fuck you? I thought that was you, wasn’t it?”
“Fuck you, you bastard.” she knew what he said was true.
“Listen Emma. We enjoy this, why do you want to end it? This ends when I want it to, I risked everything. I decide when it stops.”
“It ends tonight. I’m done.”
“Well I’m not. Just think what everyone would think when I tell them how you seduced me. They all know you’re slutty. They’ll believe me. You may even lose your job when your co-workers find out.” he saw how his words hurt her.
“You wouldn’t! You bastard! You’re blackmailing me?”
“No, I’m just stating some facts. I say when it ends. It would just be unfortunate if people were to find out how you really are. You and me, we know the truth don’t we?”
“Get out of here you fuck! Get out.” It was taking all of her strength not to use her powers on him. She would make him forget everything; she would make him forget her.
She looked at him and he twitched. “NO, stop it. No” she thought as she fought to control herself.
His eyes blinked and he looked around almost as if he were wondering where he was. When he saw her he seemed to remember again. He gathered his stuff.
“I’m out. Thanks for a great night and I’ll see you in a few weeks. Bye.” he closed the door as he left.
“I can’t use my powers on him. I entered into this all by myself. I can tell his wife but my reputation would be destroyed. I could lose what little friends I have and my career.”
Emma Van Ryan pulled the blanket up to her face and cried her way to sleep.
Helena Choi lay slumped at the foot of a tree in the middle of a dark forest. Her exposed raw pussy glistened in the moonlight as she sat there and watched her tormentor. She glanced down and saw a yellowish substance sliding out of her and almost retched at the thought of that things cum inside of her. Her arms hung at her sides, useless to her after having been pinned above her head for so long. It stood up and slowly crawled towards her.
When it got to her it stood up on its rear legs. She looked up the length of its 7-foot tall body. She watched its muscles flex and saw its fat limp cock hanging between its legs. It was the perfect predator.
It opened its mouth and bared its fangs to her. It lowered its snout towards her and took in her scent. It then slid its tongue out of its mouth and ran it across her pussy. It then inhaled deeply.
“Oh God, no. Not again. It will kill me!” thoughts of the beast fucking her again sent a chill racing down her spine.
“No, NO get away from me!” Dragon screamed, as the beast seemed to smile.
All of a sudden the beast seemed to grimace in pain. Dragon looked at its torso and saw a blade appear from its stomach. It then disappeared backwards into the body of the monster.
“RAGHHHHHHHH”, the beast wheeled around but there was no one there.
Suddenly a figure seemed to slowly appear in front of Dragon. A black figure with blond hair in a skintight black spandex bodysuit shimmered in the moonlight then fully appeared. At once she recognized the black boots and the long legs leading up to her juicy spandex covered ass. Her hair hung down between her shoulder blades. The figure drew a long sword and thrust it into the back of the beast making it howl once again. She then withdrew the sword and disappeared just as the creature turned around.
It saw Dragon sitting there and approached her. Blood was pouring out of its wounds and it was struggling to keep its footing. It stumbled and fell to its knees in front of her.
Behind the beast she saw the dirty blond mane of Midnight. As she drew her sword back she screamed. “DIE FUCKER, DIE!!!” and stabbed the mighty beast through its neck.
The monster grabbed at its throat. Its eyes rolled up into its head and it fell forward dead.
Midnight wiped the blade clean on its fur and slid her weapon back into its slot on her belt. She walked over to Dragon.
“I’m so sorry I was late Dragon. I’m so sorry. Please forgive me. Thank God you’re alive. I was following you but somehow I lost you in the forest.” She grabbed the heroines’ hand and looked into her eyes.
Dragon looked up at Midnight and said, “Thank you for saving my life.”
“Let me carry you back. I know the ordeal you’ve been through. Let me help you Dragon. Let me help you. Let’s get back to the team. That thing won’t hurt anyone else.”
She wrapped her arm around the small frame of Dragon and the two crimefighters made their way back towards their homes and their friends.
The next morning the man known only as Mr. A sat at his desk and reviewed the note from his boss. It appeared that Technology had fine-tuned the Inhibitor and was satisfied that it would operate properly and work as needed. They were now hard at work testing the blood samples. It appeared more would be needed and his boss apparently wanted them recovered sooner rather then later.
He pressed a button on his phone console and 30 seconds later his heir apparent walked into his office.
“You called for me?” asked Mr. B.
“Yes, when are we expecting the wonderful Reverend and his group? Should be soon right?”
“3 weeks from now.” replied the younger man.
The younger man was on the ball.
“Good, some of our girls will probably be making an appearance at his show. He is to be advised that we may be looking to have a look at them; it appears we are in need of more samples. Can you take care of this?” he asked. He tried to make it seem like there was a choice. He knew the younger man despised dealing with Reverend Stevens.
“I will do as told, sir.” the older man glared at him.
“I can make contact and advise the Reverend of our intentions. I also have three notes of interest that have just come in. I have heard through my sources that there was a huge fire at the mansion of KoKo Baptiste last night. It was pretty much destroyed. Seems Lightning may have been involved. On another note, Don Cammaleri has placed a 1 million dollar bounty on her head. Obviously I understand that we cannot let her fall into his hands.”
“I think the woman can handle herself, but yes, we should monitor that situation. I know how you feel about the Reverend, but he is an old acquaintance of our boss and we must all make sacrifices if we are to succeed.”
“I understand. This is one of the worst parts of this job. Dealing with scum like that.” he knew he shouldn’t say that but it was the truth.
“You would be wise to watch your tongue boy. Our boss has ways of hearing things.”
“I know. The third item has to do with Volkov. The tracking device on his pet stopped last night at 12:01 a.m. it’s body has been recovered, it died from stab wounds.”
“The little lunatic knows I’m sure.”
“Yes, he screamed something about revenge I’m told.” answered B.
“Well, he can scream all he wants as long as he does his job. That will be all B.”
He turned and walked away.
“Three weeks to relax.” Maybe I’ll go to Florida he thought.
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