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\nFlag Girl, Ms Americana, Green Spectre, Spectre Girl, Azure Angel, Lady Midnight\nand Delta City are the creations of Mr. X. I just wrote about how they were\ncorrupted and debauched.
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\nBlonde pigtails flouncing, Flag Girl strode down the neon lit street. The sight\nof her near legendary costume sent evil-doers scrambling. It was a new costume,\nthat showed her newfound maturity as a super heroine and as a superior woman.\nThe blue mask not quite hiding her stunning beauty was unchanged, as was the\nblue choker encircling her slender neck. But she'd recently replaced the\nstrapless bikini top with a high collared, blue, star-spangled top that was\nsleeveless and had a big round cutout exposing her deep cleavage. It covered\nmore skin, but more importantly, it ended a miscreants' ability to easily pull\nher top down. The sexy super heroine couldn't count the number of times her top\nwas just yanked down to her waist.
\nMen! Grrrr!
\nHer gloves were now blue, but she kept the same vertically stripped micro mini\nand red calf boots. There was no mistaken who or what she was. She oozed sexy\nsuper heroine all day and all night.
\nFlag Girl's bright blue eyes were narrowed and locked on a particularly vile man\na block up the street. A pimp. She knew he was a pimp, because he was wearing a\npink velvet suit and fancy hat. He wore a ton of gold and diamond bling. Oh, and\nhis pimp cup was sitting on the hood of his pink Cadillac.
\nHe was also beating a pretty little thing in a purple micro mini dress. That was\na dead giveaway that he was unsavory. Flag Girl despised men that abused women.
\n\"Halt!\" Flag Girl shouted, starting to run.
\nThe unknown pimp glanced over his shoulder. He looked annoyed. Then he did a\ndouble-take. Gawked at her a long moment, and finally pushed the girl away,\ngrabbed his pimp cup and jumped into the back seat of his Caddy. His driver\nfloored it and they were gone within seconds.
\n\"Coward!\" Flag Girl cried, coming to a stop huffing and puffing. All that\nrunning for nothing. \"If I ever catch you beating women again, I'll rip off your\nstupid ugly head!\"
\n\"Thank you, Flag Girl!\" the pretty little thing said. She was a dainty beauty,\nwith gorgeous mane of fire red hair and big blue eyes the color of mountain\nlakes. Though two inches shorter than Flag Girl, she had huge silicone tits.\n\"You're the best, babe!\"
\nThat took Flag Girl aback. She was used to hookers throwing stinging insults and\ncursing her venomously, even after saving them from beatings and worse. Praise\nand gratitude was the last thing she expected from the hooker. Then the other\nhookers gathered around and heaped praise and their thanks, too.
\n\"If he's so bad to you, why do you serve him?\" she asked.
\n\"What can we say?\" Penelope said. She was the redhead the vivacious vigilante\nrescued. \"We love our jobs, the money and we need protection. So we need a\npimp.\"
\nThe other hookers nodded agreement.
\nFlag Girl gave them all a stern look. Their eyes grew wide as they stared at\nher. She never felt so important and needed before. Maybe she could really do\nsome good.
\n\"This is no life for a woman,\" Flag Girl said. \"Serving men so basely is wicked\nbad. It's sinful, and it is against the law. Do you want to go to jail?\"
\n\"No,\" they murmured, heads bowed and pouting demurely.
\nThey all looked to be between eighteen and twenty-five. She recognized one girl\nfrom High School. A beautiful blonde, Stacy Kimball, had been a cheerleader with\nLydia. She was from a poor family, didn't excel in academics, so didn't go to\ncollege. Flag Girl was sad to learn where she ended up. Another girl was in her\nFreshman English lit class at university. They were all beautiful and vulnerable\nlooking.
\n\"You have to give up this self-destructive life and make something of\nyourselves,\" she said. They said nothing. \"This is a very dangerous life. Any\nminute you could be beaten by a pimp or a john.\"
\n\"Not if you protected us,\" Penelope piped in.
\nTheir eyes all lit up at that idea. Once again, Flag Girl was taken aback.
\n\"Yes!\" Stacy cried. She jumped up and down, all sexy girlie like, clapping her\nhands and silky blonde locks bouncing beautifully. \"You can protect us. You can\nbe our manager.\"
\n\"Manager? You mean pimp? Right?\" Flag Girl said. They nodded eagerly. \"No way!\nI'm a super heroine. I fight pimps! That would make me just as vile and\ndespicable as those vile and despicable men.\"
\n\"Awwww,\" they said in unison, all dejected.
\n\"No. That isn't bad,\" Flag Girl said. Her blue eyes lit up with eagerness. \"This\nis an opportunity for you girls. You can cast off the yoke of male domination\nand exploitation and become REAL women. Working women, making a difference in\nthe work place.\"
\n\"Corporate hags,\" Penelope said, almost a sneer. \"I prefer to embrace my\nsexuality and be a whore than live like that. If it means I get my sweet round\nass handed to me every couple of days, then so be it.\"
\nThe other girls agreed, and they all wandered off. None looked particularly\nhappy. Flag Girl felt rather dejected, too. What could she have said to convince\nthem? Later, she'd discuss it with Ms Americana. Maybe together they could come\nup with a solution to save those young women's lives and souls.
\nSugar Town was a rough place. Flag Girl couldn't get the hookers out of her mind\nall evening. She continued her patrol, managing to chase off five more pimps,\nand even caught one, kicked his ass and had him hauled off to jail. All in all,\nit was a good night's work. Then she returned to the corner of 69th and Cummins.
\n\"Great Liberty! He's back,\" Flag Girl said, seeing the pimp in pink chasing poor\nPenelope towards her. Stacy was sprawled on the sidewalk behind them, looking\ndazed and tousled. Flag Girl's temper ignited. How dare that foul fiend attack\nher friends! She took off running, intent on catching him and putting the fear\nof God and super heroines in his bones. \"You! Pimp! What do you think you're\ndoing?\"
\n\"Oh, shit!\" he cried.
\nHe was so intent to catching Penelope he failed to see the sexy super heroine\ncharging his way until it was too late. Flag Girl zipped past Penelope and\nclotheslined the pimp as she passed him. His feet flew up and he landed on his\nhead. Flag Girl picked him up bodily and threw him against a brick wall. Then\nshe commenced to beat the bloody snot out of him. Thoroughly. Very thoroughly.
\nThe pimp was one tough cookie. He took a helleva beating before he finally\ndropped unconscious at her red booted feet. The hookers all surrounded her and\ncheered their conquering heroine. Flag Girl basked in the glory of it a long\nmoment, then picked up the pimp and shoved him through the back window of his\npink Caddy.
\nThe driver just gawked at her, to afraid to do or say anything.
\n\"Take him away,\" Flag Girl commanded imperiously. \"If I see hide or hair of him\nagain, I'll rip him a new asshole and throw him UNDER the jail.\"
\n\"Yes, ma'am!\" the driver cried, jumped back into the car and pealed out.
\n\"Wahoo! Flag Girl rules!\" Stacy cried, dancing around in the arms of a pretty\nLatina hooker. \"We have our protection back!\"
\n\"We love you, Flag Girl!\" they cried. \"Yeah for Flag Girl!\"
\nThe super stacked super heroine was flabbergasted. Their adoration was heady,\ninvigorating. It stroked her ego just right. Flag Girl struck a super heroine\npose and beamed with pleasure. Then a dozen girls shoved wads of ten, twenty and\nfifty dollar bills into her blue gloved hands. There was so much cash Flag Girl\ncouldn't hold it all, and it rained down on the sidewalk around her feet. The\nhookers laughed at that sight, then they all took turns kissing her cheeks and\nleft.
\nThey went back to work.
\n\"What just happened?\" she said, stunned.
\nNot knowing what to do, Flag Girl carefully collected all the money given her\nand put it all in three huge wads of cash. She didn't bother counting it. Brenda\ngave Lydia a generous allowance, after all. What did she need with all that\nmoney?
\n\"Hi, Flag Girl!\" a pretty brunette chirped cheerfully. Flag Girl looked up to\nfind the scantily clad hooker smiling brightly at her. She didn't recall seeing\nher before. For a change, the hooker wasn't afraid of her. \"Thank you for\nprotecting us. Here.\"
\nAt least two hundred more dollars in twenties and fifties was thrust into her\nhands. The hooker turned on a stiletto heel and sashayed away. Flag Girl just\ngawked at her as she flagged down a slow moving car, haggled a few seconds and\ngot in. As the car passed her, the hooker winked.
\nFor the next two hours hookers paraded past, leaving her money. Her share. Her\nmoney, then insisted. None of them would take no for an answer, and refused to\nlet her return the money. She had to be paid for protecting them.
\nThat first night Flag Girl took home four thousand, sixty dollars. She was\nstunned. Her allowance from Brenda was a thousand a month. Of course, Brenda\npaid for everything. The grand was for spreading around money. But still, four\nthousand in one night was amazing.
\nThe next night Flag Girl took all the money back down to 69th and Cummins,\nintent on dividing it up equally between all the girls and finally making them\nunderstand she could not be their pimp. She was a super heroine. As Flag Girl,\nshe was head and shoulders above a stinking street pimp. But when she arrived\nshe found a tall Hispanic man hassling Athena Johnson, one of the hookers from\nthe previous night.
\nThe medium sized African American hooker looked like she was fighting for her\nlife. The scantily clad whore was kicking and screaming, clawing and biting. The\npimp, though, was practiced at subduing and controlling hookers. Yeah, he was a\npimp. Flag Girl knew him from her crime fighting activities -- Jorge Munoz.\n\"Hello, Jorge,\" Flag Girl said, interrupting the fray.
\n\"Flag Girl!\" Athena cried. \"Boy, am I glad to see you, girlfriend. This chump is\ntrying to make us work for him. We told him no, but he won't listen.\"
\n\"Is that so?\" Flag Girl said, taking a super heroine stance before him -- chin\nhigh, 36D chest thrust forward, blue gloved hands on well rounded hips and red\nbooted feet spread wide. \"Who do you think you are? Huh? You're just begging for\nan ass whipping, boy.\"
\n\"Hey, now, Flag Twat,\" Jorge sneered. He looked around a second, then smiled\nsmugly. \"You're mighty uppity for a short shit. Especially without Ms Ass-wipe\naround to save your sweet white rump.\"
\nFlag Girl knew a moment's panic. He was right. Ms Americana was not there to\nsave her. Indeed, Brenda Wade was out of town on business. London. She wasn't\ndue back for two weeks. If he cleaned her clock, there was a possibility he\nwould have two weeks free to use and abuse her, to even make HER walk the\nstreets for fun and profit.
\nThe sexy super heroine had only fought Jorge three times. Once, Ms Americana had\nkicked his butt up one side of the street and down the other. He spent six\nmonths in County that time. Two weeks out of jail, they crossed paths again. He\nwasn't alone that time. With five miscreant friends, they'd gotten the drop on\nthe two super heroines. The chloroform helped. Jorge and company proceeded to\nfuck the helpless heroines for three hours, until the wee hours of the night.\nThey were in the middle of selling the sexy heroines to King Pimp when Got Gal\nand Got Chic arrived to save the day and their sweet round rumps from sexual\nservitude. That was just over a year ago.
\nThen six months back, she and Ms Americana, along with Green Spectre and Spectre\nGirl, Lady Midnight and Jungle Babe had tried to clean up another red light\ndistrict, over in a wealthier part of time. One night she ran into Jorge. They\nargued, then he sucker punched her. Flag Girl woke up to find herself stripped\nto boots, gloves and mask. Her power belt and costume were missing. He was well\nmounted and fucking the bejesus out of her. Then he supervised all seven of his\nhookers in lesbian raping her. Around dawn, she was forced to her knees and\nJorge started to unmask her, but Ms Americana appeared out of nowhere and beat\nhim to a pulp.
\nSo Flag Girl had never actually defeated him herself, but he had beaten and\nraped her. He had ever reason to be confident of a repeat performance.
\n\"I can't believe they let you out of jail,\" she said.
\n\"Neither can I,\" Jorge said. \"But let me tell you, I was a hero in County. They\ncouldn't get enough of my stories about fucking you and Ms Ameri-cunt. You were\nmy favorite. I had to climax Ms Americana two or three times before I tamed her,\nbut I tamed you with the first climax every time.\"
\n\"Bastard!\" she cried, and sent a roundhouse at his head.
\nJorge wasn't a small, weak man. He was six feet tall, with a body built like a\nrefrigerator. He was massive and strong as an ox. No fat on that man. In jail he\nalso studied martial arts, so was ready this time.
\nThe pimp ducked under the kick and punched Flag Girl in the right kidney. She\ngasped and cried out, stumbled forward. He followed, intent on ending the fight\nfast. Super heroines had lots of endurance. Ms Americana and Flag Girl were\ndoubly dangerous, since they had power belts giving them super strength and\nendurance, as well as super regenerative abilities.
\nFlag Girl understood how to fight better than their last encounter, now having a\nyear and a half experience total as a super heroine. She wasn't nearly as hurt\nand helpless as Jorge thought, and she understood exactly what he was trying to\ndo. The sexy sidekick almost smiled as she sidestepped his rear assault, then\nthrew a quick combination into his left ribs.
\n\"Uggh!\" Jorge cried, falling back.
\n\"I'm not the same girl you fought before, ass wipe,\" she growled. An upper cut\nsent him staggering back again. \"I'm going to kick your ass until there isn't\nany more ass to kick.\"
\nJorge turned and ran into a nearby hooker hotel. Flag Girl had no intention of\nletting him go so easily. She raced after him. He was waiting inside the front\ndoor, and smashed a chair over her head. That staggered her, and he grabbed her\ntop right between her tits, and jerked her forward. Jorge ran the beautiful\nsuper heroine straight into the wall. She bounced off he wall, stunned, and fell\nstraight back.
\nFlag Girl lay at Jorge's feet spread eagle, groaning miserably.
\nJorge flipped her onto her face, and unzipped her top. Yanking off the blue,\nstar spangled top, he rolled her onto her back again. Then he straddled her, and\nsat on her lower belly. A second later Jorge's face was buried in her silky\nwhite, perfumed tits.
\nWhile amazed hookers and johns watched, Jorge felt up the sexy sidekick as he\nlicked and sucked on her big, firm 36D tits and nipples. When she started to\ngroan and moan, rocking her head back and forth, he sat up and pounded a\ncombination of five powerful punches to her chin and face.
\nWith Flag Girl unconscious again, he pulled her red silk thongs down her shapely\nlegs and pushed her red and white striped shirt up high enough to expose her\npussy. His appreciative audience oohed and awed at the sight of her tiny, close\ncropped triangle of pubic hair. The triangle pointed straight down at the\nPromised Land, a bubble gum pink set of wet, glistening nether lips.
\nJorge's heart rose up into his throat at the sight of that sweet nookie. He'd\nenjoyed it before. It was the tightest, sweet pussy he'd ever know. Thinking\nabout it took his breath away. Jorge unzipped, pulled out his cock and crawled\nbetween her wide spread legs. Within seconds the notorious pimp was well mounted\nand humping away.
\n\"Great Liberty! Ohh!\" Flag Girl groaned. \"Oh, I can't…..uugghh! Please, I\ncan't…I can't take this kind of….Uuggh!\"
\n\"Help me,\" Jorge cried, realizing in his lusty haste he failed to bind her or\nremove her power belt. Potentially fatal mistakes. \"Hold her arms down while I\nfuck her.\"
\nJust because he fucked up wasn't any reason to stop fucking her. She was a super\nheroine, so as long as he was fucking her she was pretty much helpless. It was\ntheir curse, and every criminal knew it.
\nTwo johns leapt to his command. Each grabbed an arm and held it down with all of\ntheir strength and weight. Jorge kept humping, even redoubled his efforts. She\ngroaned wantonly and began to rock her head back and forth, back arched and\nstiletto heeled boots pounding on the floor to either side of him.
\n\"See what a whore she is?\" Jorge said. \"See? This isn't the first time I\ndefeated and fucked Flag Cunt, and she likes it more and more each time.\"
\nFlag Girl couldn't believe what was happening. He defeated her again. How stupid\nwas she? She ran straight into that trap like some stupid rookie. And now\ncitizens were helping him rape her, holding her down. If he climaxed her she\nwould be tamed. He was right, one climax took her down. Shameful, she knew, but\nit was a fact.
\n<I can't out fuck him,> she thought. <I'll have to outwit him.>
\n\"Oh baby,\" Flag Girl groaned, and stopped struggling. \"You're the man! You're MY\nman! You've tamed me again, you beautiful man. I am yours, Jorge. Yours and only\nyours. I want to be your girl. I'll do anything. Anything you ask.\"
\n\"Anything?\" he said, his humping slowing.
\nIf anything, the slower pumping action was even more erotic and began driving\nher crazy. But the two men holding her arms relaxed a tiny bit.
\n\"Anything….master.\"
\n\"Master? Really?\" he said, looking quite pleased. \"Damn, I tamed Flag Girl.\nAGAIN!\"
\n\"Yes, I am tamed. You tamed me again, master,\" she groaned wantonly. \"What must\nI do to earn your love? I'll do anything.\"
\n\"You'll hook for me?\"
\n\"All day and all night, master,\" she said.
\n\"Fucking A! Bitch, you are my girl now,\" he shouted, starting to pump hard\nagain. \"Yeah! I'm the MAN!\"
\n\"You're the man!\" she cried, and felt him explode inside her. \"Oh, yes! Yes!\nYes, master!\"
\nFlag Girl squeezed her pussy, milking Jorge of every last drop of cum. The two\nmen holding her grinned and relaxed, too. They relaxed so much she ripped her\narms free and shoved Jorge off her. Rolling to her feet, Flag Girl kicked both\nof the \"good\" citizens helping Jorge in the head, then turned on the sated pimp.
\n\"Bastard,\" she growled, and kicked him in the nuts.
\nThat was all they wrote for Jorge.
\nFlag Girl didn't know what to do with him. Strangely, she didn't want the police\ninvolved. Since she couldn't have him arrested, she dragged him into a back room\non the first floor of the hooker hotel and tied him spread eagle on a brass bed.\nThen she threatened the hotel manager with death and mayhem if anyone even\nTHOUGHT about releasing the pimp.
\nDonning her costume, Flag Girl lifted her head high and strode back out onto the\nstreet. Her girls mobbed her, pressing truck loads of cash into her hands. This\ntime, though, it wasn't sweet kisses on the cheek. They, one and all, kissed\nFlag Girl full on the lips. Lingering kisses full of promises. Some of them even\nslipped her some tongue, the tramps.
\n\"Well, that went well,\" Flag Girl said once they were all back at work peddling\ntheir sweet asses.
\nFlag Girl didn't return the previous nights earnings. Indeed, she proved her\nworth by protecting them from a \"rival\" pimp and then got even more cash than\nthe previous night. And it was early. A few minutes later, another group of\nhookers arrived. Jorge's girls. They pressed money into her hands, too, begging\nreal pretty for her protection.
\nFlag Girl found herself pimping thirty-two hookers.
\n\"This is getting out of control,\" Flag Girl muttered. What was she going to tell\nMs Americana? She was breaking the law, which was doubly bad for a super\nheroine. People rightly expected their super heroines to take a higher moral\nroad than the workaday folks they protected. \"I have to put an end to it now.\"
\nSuddenly a brouhaha erupted down the street. Flag Girl heard all her girls\nscreaming for help. She rushed off toward the shouting. Seconds later, she\nskidded to a stop at the sight of another super heroine hassling hookers. Azure\nAngel.
\n\"Get real jobs, whores!\" Azure Angel cried, tossing delicate little Penelope\nagainst a brick wall. \"I will make your lives living hells until you give up\nthis life of disgusting debauchery.\"
\n\"You,\" Flag Girl sneered. \"What kind of trouble are you getting into now?\"
\nAzure Angel stopped and turned to Flag Girl. She struck a super heroine pose.\nFlag Girl had to admit she looked hot in her blue bikini costume with the red\nsash around her well rounded hips. She was well endowed and shapely, but only\nabout five foot two, one hundred eight pounds. Tiny in the super heroine world.\nHer dark hair was arrow straight, long and cut off in bangs that fell almost\ninto her alert brown eyes. Face mask and calf boots finished off her costume.
\n\"Oh! Hi, Flag Girl!\" Azure Angel said, beaming with pleasure.
\nFlag Girl shook her head woefully. Azure Angel was so pathetic. She so wanted to\nbe accepted as a REAL super heroine by all the other super heroines. But she was\nsuch a bumbling idiot. Most of the time she distracted the real heroines, or\notherwise fouled the situation up, and either allowed the criminals to escape\nor, worse, caused the super heroines to be captured.
\nNo one could prove it, but Flag Girl and Ms Americana were sure it was Azure\nAngel that caused Got Girl and Got Chic to be captured two months back by\nColumbian drug smugglers. Both lost super heroines had been unmasked on live\ninternet feeds, exposing their real identities, then they vanished. Got Gal was\nsmuggled into Columbia, and now serviced drug lords in bed and on her knees. Got\nChic was traded to a local gangster, and was currently prostituting herself in\none of his brothels. Flag Girl didn't know which one, otherwise she would have\nbeen rescued.
\nBefore that, Azure Angel and Champion Girl had teamed up to go after some white\nslavers preying on college coeds. Only Azure Angel came back. After five months,\nnothing had been heard of Champion Girl's ultimate fate, which made it scarier\nthan even Got Gal's predicament.
\nIndeed, everyone that accepted Azure Angel and went out on patrol with the Asian\nAvenger had vanished. Flag Girl didn't like to be on the same street as that\nwalking, talking disaster. The only thing lucky about her was her ability to\nescape everyone else's ultimate fate, and keep keeping on.
\n\"You can move along,\" Flag Girl said. \"I have everything under control here.\"
\n\"Under control? They were happily selling their bodies by the hour unmolested,\"\nAzure Angel said, frowning. \"Sounds like they were in control of the situation.\nI changed that. Now I am in control. I kick their butts, big time.\"
\n\"No, I'll kick YOUR butt big time if you don't go away,\" Flag Girl said,\nscowling. \"I told you before, stay away from me. You're bad luck. Go away.\"
\nAzure Angel was shocked. Then she was angry.
\n\"Make me,\" Azure Angel sneered. \"I'm not scared of you. You aren't even a real\nsuper heroine.\" Flag Girl and the hookers all gasped. \"You're just a sidekick.\"
\nIn the next instant two enraged super heroines charged each other.
\n\"Cat fight!\" someone cried.
\nThanks to her power belt, Flag Girl was stronger and faster than the wily ninja\ntrained super heroine. The Asian Avenger was fast, but not fast enough. Flag\nGirl backhanded her brutally, sending her tumbling into the brick wall. The\npetite heroine crumbled to the ground, still leaning against the wall.
\n\"That was too easy,\" Flag Girl murmured disdainfully. She walked over and\ngrabbed Azure Angel's left upper arm and pulled her to her feet. \"Time for you\nto leave.\"
\n\"No, time for you to learn respect,\" Azure Angel said.
\nHer knee came up brutally, smashing Flag Girl's cunt. Flag Girl's eyes widened\nas she bent over in severe pain. The Asian Avenger brought her knee up in Flag\nGirl's face, sending her stumbling backwards. A second later a roundhouse\nconnected to the side of the sexy sidekick's head, sending her spinning around.
\nFlag Girl staggered into an ally, trying to give herself a few minutes reprieve\nto recover. Azure Angel followed.
\n\"Why you running, Flag Girl? I am too much of a fighter for you? I kick your ass\ngood, right?\" she taunted. \"Whose the wannabe super heroine now?\"
\n\"You are,\" Flag Girl said, and dropped low and swept Azure Angel's feet away.
\nThe Asian Avenger hit the ground and rolled right back to her black booted feet.\nThe two super heroines faced each other in that dark alley, scowling and\ngrowling. All of their suppressed animosity towards each other and jealousy of\neach other came out.
\nThe hookers crept into the alley cautiously. Stacy, Athena and Penelope led the\nothers. Azure Angel had her back to them, but after a quickly glance over her\nshoulder, she disregarded them. Hookers were no threat to a real super heroine.
\n\"You are so pathetic,\" Azure Angel sneered. \"I am a real super heroine, and you\nso want to be like me. But you are not. Even Ms Americana doesn't believe you\nare good enough, or else you wouldn't be her sidekick. I am your age and a full\nsuper heroine. You should submit to my will and do what I tell you.\"
\n\"You should kiss my butt,\" Flag Girl snarled.
\n\"You have a potty mouth without Ms Americana around to keep you in your proper\nplace,\" Azure Angel said.
\nPenelope pulled out a pair of handcuffs and smiled at Flag Girl. The sexy\nsidekick smiled back, then her blue eyes narrowed and she started moving towards\nAzure Angel. The hookers crept forward too.
\n\"You're going to regret this,\" Azure Angel said. \"I will tell everyone how I\nkicked your butt, big time. You'll be laughing stock of Delta City.\"
\n\"I don't think so,\" Flag Girl said, and stood up straight. \"Okay, girls, take\nher down.\"
\nAzure Angel spun around to face the hookers creeping up on her. Flag Girl\ndidn’t' hesitate. She plowed into the sexy Asian's back, driving her to the hard\nground. While Azure Angel was still stunned, she pulled both arms back behind\nher back. Penelope rushed forward and snapped the handcuffs on Azure Angel's\nwrists.
\n\"Gotcha!\" Flag Girl said.
\n\"Hey! How dare you handcuff me! I am a powerful ninja warrior! Release me or\nsuffer my wrath,\" the Asian Avenger cried, struggling in vain in the handcuffs.
\n\"We got her, girls,\" Flag Girl said, beaming.
\n\"Yes!\" they cried.
\n\"It felt good to take one of those uppity super heroines down,\" Penelope said,\neyes bright. \"Let's tame her.\"
\n\"Yes!\" Stacy cried. \"We can break her and make her whore herself off for Flag\nGirl, too.\"
\n\"What? You can't do that to me! I'm a super heroine,\" Azure Angel cried, looking\nterrified. Then a strange look crossed her pretty face. \"Whore for Flag Girl?\nToo?\" She glanced at Flag Girl, then at the hookers. \"You are their pimp?\"
\n\"Our pimpette,\" Athena cried, and laughed.
\n\"Yeah! Pimpette!\" they cried, laughing.
\n\"We like pimpette better,\" Penelope said. \"Yeah girl power!\"
\n\"Girl power!\" they cried.
\nFlag Girl watched it all in shock and awe. This was not how she wanted it to\nturn out. They'd just betrayed her secret to Azure Angel. Now she would tell\neveryone that Flag Girl was a filthy pimp. A flesh peddler. Her reputation and\ncrime fighting career would be over. She might even go to jail, to County lock\nup.
\n\"Tame her,\" Flag Girl said, shocking herself by her words. She had no choice\nnow. \"Break her will, and we'll make her sell her body just like you. Let her\nsee what it is like to be treated so badly by people like her.\"
\n\"Yes!\"
\n\"No!\" Azure Angel cried.
\nBut it was too late. Stacy pulled off Azure Angel's top. Then she was pushed to\nher back and her bottoms were pulled down her legs. Within seconds Azure Angel\nwas wearing nothing but her boots, red sash, gloves, choker and mask.
\nTwo hookers held Azure Angel's legs wide, while Penelope knelt between them and\nburied her face in the Asian Avenger's snatch. Within seconds Azure Angel's body\narched up and she cried out in surprise. Stacy knelt and claimed the sexy super\nheroine's full red lips for her own, lip locking the sexy Asian. Then Athena and\nanother hooker each claimed a tit and started sucking, licking and nibbling.
\nTogether, the hookers quickly brought Azure Angel to a screaming climax. Flag\nGirl watched with a tight throat. That could've been her. She watched them force\na dozen climaxes from the stunningly beautiful super heroine, then they dragged\nher before Flag Girl. She was forced to kneel, looking dazed and vulnerable.
\nThe sight of Azure Angel so helpless made Flag Girl's belly erupt with\nbutterflies. Her hand crept down to her own crotch, and discovered she'd never\nput on her panties after Jorge banged her earlier. She gave her engorged clit a\ncouple strokes, then stepped up close to the vanquished vigilante.
\nAzure Angel looked up with big beseeching brown eyes. \"Please,\" she murmured\nweakly. \"Mercy.\"
\n\"No mercy for you!\" she cried, to cheers. Then she lifted her skirt and pressed\nher wet pussy into that beautiful face. \"Eat me, Azure Whore.\"
\nWith no other choice, and too weak to fight anymore, Azure Angel began to lick\nFlag Girl's hot, wet cunt. Then she forced her tongue up into her slit, opening\nup that slit to sexual exploitation. When she did that a dollop of man cum oozed\ninto her eager mouth.
\n\"Mmm,\" she groaned, swallowing. She knew what it meant. Flag Girl had been\nrecently fucked. This wasn't her first time eating pussy. Not even her first\ntime eating heroine pussy. Hell, it was the third time she'd been forced to eat\nFlag Girl's pussy, the previous two times against BOTH of their wills. \"Great, I\nget sloppy seconds. Whore.\"
\nFlag Girl's eyes flashed blue fire. But she stood there and made Azure Angel eat\nher out good. Made her eat all of Jorge's cum. She didn't step away until she\nwas at the bring of orgasm. Unfortunately, she couldn't allow herself to climax,\nfor that would steal away all of her super powers.
\nThen Flag Girl removed Azure Angel's mask.
\n\"Yumi?\" she said, shocked to see a familiar face. Yumi Wong was a foreign\nexchange student at the university.
\n\"Do I know you?\"
\n\"I know you,\" she said. \"And now I OWN you. Understand?\"
\nYumi bowed her head. \"I understand. I have disgraced my ninja heritage by being\nso shamelessly defeated and tamed by other women. I am yours to command, Flag\nGirl. I will obey.\"
\n\"Good,\" Flag Girl said. Then she smiled cruelly, \"Anyone else want a taste of\nsweet, YUMMY Yumi?\"
\nAfter Azure Angel had spend a good two hours servicing every hooker that wanted\na piece of her ass, Flag Girl borrowed a leash and collar from one of her girls\nand led Azure Angel away. She took the Asian Avenger straight to the back\nentrance of the hooker hotel, and into Jorge's room.
\n\"Mind if I borrow your cock?\" Flag Girl said, and watched Jorge's cock quickly\nrise up as he looked Yumi's naked body over. \"This is Azure Angel. She fucked\nwith my girls, so now she is ONE of my girls. I need to finish breaking her in.\"
\n\"On my cock? Man, I like losing to you, bitch,\" he said, his cock rock hard.
\n\"I bet you do, dog,\" she said. Then turning to Yumi. \"Mount up, whore. Ride him\nlong and hard. Make it pretty.\"
\nAzure Angel swallowed hard, then nodded. Handcuffed, she needed Flag Girl's\nsteadying hand to climb up on the bed and impale herself on Jorge's hard rod.\nBut impaled she was very quickly.
\n\"Uuuuughhhhh,\" Azure Angel groaned. \"So good.\"
\n\"Tell me, Azure Angel,\" Flag Girl said, eyes hot. \"Were you responsible for Got\nGal's capture?\"
\n\"Ooooh, yes,\" she groaned. \"So good.\"
\n\"Got Gal, did you fuck up and get her captured?\"
\n\"Yes!\" she cried. She quickly got into a rhythm of bouncing up and down, and\nrocking her hips to maximize her pleasure. It didn't bother Jorge either. She\nwas such a wanton slut. \"I did. I did. I didn't mean…oooohh….I didn't mean to. I\nthink Got Chic didn't like me, and blocked me. I went around her, and it all\nwent wrong…oonnnng, GOD! This is….sooooo good.\"
\nFlag Girl supervised Azure Angel's final descent into wanton whore. It only took\nan hour. Then she was dressed up in her costume and given to Athena and Stacy.\nThey spent the night teaching young Yumi Wong how to be a good little hooker,\nand make her pretty pimpette lots of money.
\nThat night, after everyone went home, Flag Girl got Azure Angel well mounted on\nJorge, and tied her in place. She left them both fucking away. Then she left\nwith strict orders that no one could go into that room. And then she finally\nwent home, with more cold cash than she knew what to do with.
\nThe next morning Lydia Wills opened a new checking account and made a really big\ninitial deposit. Then dressing up as Flag Girl, she returned to the hotel to\nfind Yumi and Jorge passed out, still tied together and him still inside her.
\nAfter she got Yumi cleaned up, she dressed her in a red silk, skin tight halter\ndress and matching red pumps, and put her back on the street. Yumi was\ninsatiable, and proved to be her top earner for the next three days straight.
\nAs she cruised up and down the street in her patriotically themed Flag Girl car,\nshe wondered where it all went wrong. What turned her into a filthy, stinking\npimp? Why did she do it? No one forced her. She didn't even intend for it to\nhappen. It just did. The girls needed her, and now she was their pimpette.
\nAnd she really liked it.
\nOn the positive side, Azure Angel was off the street as a super heroine and had\ntaken her rightful place as a streetwalker. And what a streetwalker! That girl\ncould work it, and earned twice as much as most of Flag Girl's hookers. She\nreally, really enjoyed her job. And on top of that, Jorge Munoz proved to be a\ngood assistant pimp. He did what she said, and kept the girls on the job,\nfocused and kept them safe.
\nReaching the end of her territory, Flag Girl started to turn around for another\npass. Then she spotted two familiar women. Green Spectre and Spectre Girl. They\nwere battling a notorious pimp. Really, they were playing with him. Most of the\nfight had already been beaten out of him.
\nFlag Girl couldn't leave well enough alone. Once they finished with him, they\nmight head on down the street towards her. She needed to direct their attention\nelsewhere. Away from her girls.
\nPulling over, she got out and walked over as casually as can be. Just another\nsuper heroine out on patrol and stopping to talk shop with some fellow heroines.\nNothing special.
\n\"What's up?\" Flag Girl said, striking a super heroine pose.
\n\"Flag Girl! Great to see you, girl,\" Spectre Girl said.
\n\"Where's Ms Americana?\" Green Spectre asked, looking around. \"Is she still under\nthe weather?\"
\n\"I'm afraid so. Relapse, actually,\" Flag Girl said, shrugged.
\n\"Bummer,\" Spectre Girl said. \"She's going to miss out.\"
\n\"Miss out? On what?\"
\n\"There's a new pimp in town, called Pimpette,\" Green Spectre said. \"They say she\nworking seventy or eighty girls here on Cummins, down around 69th.\"
\n<Seventy or eighty?> Flag Girl thought, amazed. She only had forty-eight girls.\nPeople exaggerated. <They're going to get me in trouble.>
\nHell, she already was in trouble.
\n\"Wow, that's a lot,\" she said. \"Are you sure she doesn't work for King Pimp or\nsomething? She might be a decoy.\"
\n\"Maybe,\" Green Spectre said, then frowned. \"They say she dresses up like a super\nheroine.\"
\n\"Some says she is Jungle Babe, and some say she is ME,\" Spectre Girl said,\nshaking her head woefully. \"Most say it is you, Flag Girl. Go figure.\"
\n\"I know, right?\" Flag Girl said, shaking her head, too. \"Maybe she wears\ndifferent costumes on different days, to confuse everyone.\"
\n\"Maybe, but we're going to find out tonight,\" Green Spectre said. She kicked the\npimp laying at her feet. \"This was our warm up before taking on this Pimpette\ngirl.\"
\n\"Fuck you,\" the pimp said, looking disgusted. \"You're being played, bitch. Flag\nTwat is Pimpette. Everyone knows it.\"
\n\"Yeah, right,\" Flag Girl said, rolling her eyes dramatically. \"Boy, how I would\nlove to be a pimp. So much fun with all those GIRLS working for me. Pig.\" Green\nSpectre and Spectre Girl laughed. Then she waved at Green Spectre, \"Could I show\nyou something I found? Without Ms Americana with me, I'm not sure what to do\nabout it.\"
\n\"Of course! I'd love to help you,\" Green Spectre said, then followed as Flag\nGirl led the way back to her car. Spectre Girl stayed with the pimp. He wasn't\ngoing to get away. \"I hope Ms Americana gets better quickly.\"
\n\"Don't we all,\" Flag Girl said, and opened her trunk. She pointed into the\ntrunk. \"What do you make of that?\"
\nThe trunk was empty, save for a gym bag pushed to one side. Green Spectre leaned\nin to see if she was missing something. Flag Girl slammed the trunk lid down on\nher head. The sexy super heroine grunted and slumped. With lightning speed, Flag\nGirl pulled a pair of handcuffs out of her gym bag and cuffed the beautiful\nblonde. Then she removed a bottle of chloroform, and finished off the dazed\nsuper babe.
\nAs she chloroformed Green Spectre, Flag Girl pushed her into the trunk and\ncurled her up inside. She smiled down at her and thought about how pretty she'd\nbe standing at a street corner. Green Spectre had a spectacular body, and would\nearn a lot of money.
\nFlag Girl slammed the trunk closed and looked up at Spectre Girl with a tiny\nsmile playing on her full red lips. Spectre Girl was gawking at her,\ndumbfounded. Heroines didn't turn on heroines. It just wasn't done.
\n\"Oh my God! You are Pimpette!\" Spectre Girl cried.
\n\"Yes I am,\" Flag Girl said, shrugging apologetically. \"Go figure.\"
\nSpectre Girl's eyes narrowed and her fists clenched. The two blonde bombshell\nheroines began stalking towards each other. Faster and faster, until they were\nrunning.
\nThey hit with a grunt of effort from two sets of lips, and immediately flew into\na series of vicious kicks, parries, punches and elbows. Both girls were highly\ntrained martial artists. At Nineteen, Flag Girl had a year more training and\nexperience than her opponent, eighteen year old Spectre Girl.
\n\"You are so toast, miscreant!\" Spectre Girl snarled.
\nThat stopped Flag Girl. Miscreant? Her? Well, yes she was now. She had changed\nsides. Flag Girl realized she truly was one of the bad guys now. And, she rather\nliked it. Making, really forcing, other women to obey her and prostitute\nthemselves excited the young beauty, giving her a real sense of POWER being a\nsuper heroine never did.
\n\"You, like your mother in the trunk, and Azure Angel walking the streets for me,\nare Aphrodite women,\" Flag Girl said. \"Sex is your Achilles Heel. I know, since\nI am one too. So I will use sex to break you, and put you to work whoring, my\npretty little sex puppet.\"
\nSpectre Girl just gawked at her a long second. That was the last thing she\nexpected to hear from Flag Girl. It had the desired affect, causing the sexy\nsuper heroine in green to pause and be distracted as her overactive teenage\nbrain let those images flash through. Flag Girl noticed Spectre Girl's nipples\nhardened, and smiled cruelly.
\n\"You are such a bimbo!\" Flag Girl cried, and kicked straight up into Spectre\nGirl's chin. She cried out, stumbling back from the super powered kick, arms\nflying back. \"I'm going to really enjoy whoring your fine white ass off on the\nstreets of Sugar Town.\"
\nFlag Girl kicked the helpless heroine in the pussy next, bending her over double\nin unimaginable pain. All super heroines had extraordinarily sensitive nether\nregions. So while her former friend and super heroine associate was frozen in\nunaccustomed pain, Flag Girl stepped around her and pounded home a series of\npunches to her vulnerable kidneys. Spectre Girl wailed and collapsed.
\n\"You are so easy,\" Flag Girl sneered. She reached down and seized the helpless\nheroine by her hair, and jerked her to her wobbly feet, then ran her into a\nnearby car. \"Ouchie. Bet that hurt.\"
\nSpectre Girl was left sprawled at her feet.
\n\"Tasty,\" Flag Girl said, so damned proud of herself. She dropped to one knee and\nunzipped Spectre Girl's top, exposing her firm, young titties, so high and\nproud. Flag Girl pushed them together, then squeezed them. \"Mine now.\"
\nFlag Girl leaned over and sucked in a nipple. It was a first for her. As she\nsucked and fondled that breast, her other hand slipped down and unzipped Spectre\nGirl's short-shorts. Within seconds her close-cropped, bikini waxed blonde pussy\nwas exposed. Flag Girl began messaging the clit.
\nIn no time Spectre Girl was panting, then she woke up. By the time she came\naround, though, she was at the brink of climax. She fought gallantly to hold\nthat devastating climax at bay, but she was young and weak. It ripped through\nher.
\n\"Aaaaaaaaaaiiiiiiiiiieeeeeeeeee! Oh God,\" she cried. What little drive and\ndetermination she still possessed quickly bled away with that orgasm. And Flag\nGirl wasn't relenting, and another climax began to build. \"Oh! Flag Girl,\nplease, mercy!\"
\n\"No mercy for you,\" Flag Girl said, and kissed her full on the lips. \"Mmmmm.\"
\nShe kept rubbing that engorge clit as her tongue darted in and teased Spectre\nGirl's mouth, played with her tongue. Within seconds Spectre Girl was kissing\nback, her tongue tangoing with Flag Girl's tongue. A minute later, and Spectre\nGirl creamed Flag Girl's hand and screamed another climax.
\n\"Yyeeeeeeeeooooooooooooowwwwwwwwwww!\"
\nFlag Girl got Spectre Girl off five times, then dragged her over to the pimp\nshe'd been beating with her mother. He looked at Flag Girl warily.
\n\"Want to have so fun with this bimbo?\" Flag Girl asked.
\n\"Yes!\"
\n\"Will you work for me willingly?\"
\n\"Work for you?\"
\n\"Yes, as an assistant pimp. Jorge Munoz already is working for me,\" she said.\nShe lifted Spectre Girl's head, and groped her tits. \"The fringe benefits are\ngreat.\"
\n\"I get to fuck Spectre Girl whenever I want?\"
\n\"And her mother, Green Spectre. And Azure Angel,\" Flag Girl said. \"And any other\nsuper heroines I might capture.\"
\nAs she said it, Flag Girl knew it had to be done. She had to take out all the\ncity's super heroines. Otherwise, they'd all be gunning for her big time.\nNothing worse that a traitor, you know?
\n\"Deal!\"
\nThe pimp, JJ Rod, was big, black and more than well endowed. He pushed Spectre\nGirl to her back in the middle of that street and spread her legs wide. Flag\nGirl looked around and smiled to see all the street people watching. Her rep was\nset now. There was no going back. Then Spectre Girl got her attention, when she\ngasped.
\nJJ Rod's rod was huge. Flag Girl's throat tightened when she looked at it. She\nwatched in open-mouthed awe as the pimp slowly forced that monster cock in poor\nSpectre Girl's yielding pussy. That cock was custom made for breaking and taming\nwomen, and Spectre Girl knew it.
\nFor an hour JJ Rod reamed out every orifice of Spectre Girl's sexy body. He left\nher a quivering mess at Flag Girl's feet, all while traffic moved slowly by on\neither side of them. It was quite a display, and left Flag Girl sweating and\nhorny.
\n\"Bring her,\" Flag Girl said once he was finished. She picked up Spectre Girl's\ndiscarded costume. \"Let's get her mother and go somewhere more private to finish\nthem off, before we put them to work whoring.\"
\nFlag Girl drove them all to the hooker hotel, and led Spectre Girl inside while\nJJ Rod brought Green Spectre. They went back to the room she'd kept Jorge and\nAzure Angel inside earlier in the week. It was her room now, always available\nfor her to use.
\nJorge joined them, and she quickly got Green Spectre in bed between JJ Rod and\nJorge. The sexy super heroine was still groggy from the chloroform, and was\neasily manipulated. They had her out of her costume quickly, and on all fours\natop the bed. Then Jorge climbed up behind her, and pushed his cock deep into\nher pussy from behind. JJ Rod pressed the head of his cock to her full red lips,\nand she opened wide and took him inside. Green Spectre, like most super\nheroines, had been captured and molested before. She knew what was expected of\nher. Flag Girl smiled, because a lot more would be expected of her soon enough.
\nFlag Girl waited for Green Spectre to have three orgasms before she walked up\nand pulled off her mask. Everyone gasped. To unmask a super heroine was the\nultimate violation.
\n\"Oh my God, you're Axanna Morgan,\" Flag Girl said. \"Sweet. I own you now, bitch.\nUnderstand?\"
\n\"Yes,\" she said dejectedly.
\n\"Yes what?\"
\n\"Yes….mistress,\" Axanna muttered. \"You own me. You own both of us now.\"
\n\"You'll willingly whore yourself for me?\"
\n\"I have no choice, mistress. I will do what I'm told.\"
\n\"Excellent,\" Flag Girl said, beaming. She was so good at this. Then she went\nover to Spectre Girl, and dropped to a knee beside the hogtied beauty. \"You\nbelong to me, too, SUMMER.\"
\nWith that, she pulled off Spectre Girl's mask. And, as expected, it was Summer\nMorgan beneath it. Summer couldn't respond with more than a miserable groan,\nbecause she was ball gagged.
\n\"Break them, boys,\" Flag Girl said. \"Make them beg for it, then flip them over\nand fuck them again.\"
\n\"You betcha, boss!\" JJ Rod said. \"Holy shit, this bitch can suck cock!\"
\n\"I can see that,\" she said. Glancing at hogtied Spectre Girl, she grinned.\n\"Don't worry, my friend. It'll be your turn again soon enough. Later boys, I got\nto go back to work.\"
\nAs she walked back to the street, Yumi passed her hand-in-hand with a john. The\nAsian beauty wore a bright blue latex mini dress and matching thigh boots. The\njohn looked eager to start. Flag Girl smiled. Former super heroines made the\nbest, hardest working hookers on the streets. She needed more of them, but how\nto lure them into her trap?
\nFour hours later, two thoroughly tamed and humbled super heroines returned to\nthe street in costume, minus their masks. Axanna and Summer were reluctant\nwhores that first night. But they did as told and earned an amazing amount of\nmoney. Per Flag Girl's commands, they had to ensure every john that hired them\nunderstood they were the real thing, and who they were in Society. That night,\ntheir johns were the happiest johns in the whole world.
\nBy the next day they were much more accepting of their new lives, and by the end\nof the night they were hooking with gusto. But around midnight, back in Flag\nGirl's room, Axanna was on all fours licking the sexy sidekick's red boots.
\n\"Do you know how to get in touch with Lady Midnight?\" Flag Girl asked.
\n\"Yes, mistress,\" Axanna said between licks.
\nFlag Girl handed her a phone.
\n\"Call her. Get her to come down here right away,\" Flag Girl said. \"Tell her\nSpectre Girl was captured by a pimp, and you need her help ASAP to rescue her.\"
\nAnd Axanna did it without hesitation.
\n\"Lady Midnight? It's Green Spectre,\" Axanna said. She put a sense of urgency and\ndesperation in her voice. Flag Girl was impressed with her acting ability. \"I\nneed your help. They got Spectre Girl!\"
\nThey only spoke about thirty seconds, mostly Green Spectre giving directions.
\n\"She's on the way, mistress.\"
\n\"Excellent. Get dressed and put on your mask this time,\" Flag Girl said. She\nsmiled wickedly. \"Let's go initiate Lady Midnight into her new profession.\"
\nBeing a super heroine, Flag Girl understood that rare breed's weaknesses. Flag\nGirl set up her trap carefully. She knew Lady Midnight too well. If the\nbeautiful African American super heroine wasn't taken down fast, real fast, then\nall bets were off. The sexy super heroine didn't have super strength or any\nother \"super\" power, but she was wily and a ferocious fighter.
\nGreen Spectre was left alone in the dark alley in which she arranged to meet\nLady Midnight. They didn't have long to wait. Lady Midnight came trotting up out\nof the dark shortly, wearing her trademark purple costume -- strapless one piece\nthat plunged deeply down below her navel, with three buckled straps across that\nopening to keep her shapely body and 38Ds safety tucked inside, fingerless black\ngloves and black calf boots. Her purple mask and matching utility belt finished\nout her super heroine costume.
\nWatching from the second floor, Flag Girl watched her approach. Lady Midnight's\n38Ds bouncing enticingly and her stiletto heels clattered softly in the still\ndark. Her brown eyes darted left and right, always alert. The vivacious midnight\navenger was possibility the most alert and aware of her surroundings of all the\nDelta City super heroines.
\nThe sexy sidekick watched and listened carefully as Lady Midnight stopped before\nthe waiting Green Spectre. While still wary, she visibly relaxed when she met up\nwith her old friend.
\n\"Are you all right?\" Lady Midnight asked, voice full of concern.
\n\"No. My baby is in the hands of a filthy pimp,\" Green Spectre said. \"God only\nknows what he is doing to her even as we speak.\"
\n\"Then let's go find her!\"
\n\"Find who?\" JJ Rod called, stalking into the alley on cue. \"You bitches looking\nfor me?\"
\n\"You!\" Green Spectre cried, pointing. \"What did you do to Spectre Girl? Where is\nshe?\"
\n\"Ha! I proved what a natural WHORE she was,\" he laughed. \"I fucked her stupid,\nand right now she is peddling her sweet round butt on the streets for ME. Just\nlike you two super whores will be doing shortly.\"
\n\"Impossible!\" Lady Midnight cried, striding towards him. Flag Girl smiled as\nGreen Spectre picked up a chloroform soaked clothe hidden in the alley. The sexy\nformer super heroine began sneaking up on her super friend. \"You have exactly\ntwo seconds to tell us where Spectre Girl is right now, or we start tearing\nlittle painful pieces off your skanky body, pimp!\"
\n\"You're funny, Lady Midnight Fuck,\" he said as she stopped in front of him.\n\"Because YOU have two seconds left of being a super heroine. Enjoy them.\"
\n\"You don't scare me, I'm …..Uuuggghhhmm!\" she cried, as Green Spectre pressed\nthe chloroform soaked cloth over her mouth and nose. Green Spectre's other arm\nwrapped around the surprised heroine's body, holding one arm down. \"Uuuuummmm!\"
\nLady Midnight tried to grab Green Spectre's wrist and pull the chloroform cloth\naway, but JJ Rod seized her arm and held it away. Horrified, the super sexy\nsuper heroine gawked at the hated pimp, realizing she'd very soon be in his\nunmercifully and very lustful power.
\nLady Midnight held her breath, but fumes were still oozing up into her nose.\nBlackness was starting to creep in from all around, due from holding her breath\nand the fumes. Strength quickly bled away, until the pimp was able to hold her\narm one-handed, freeing the other to grope her breasts, then begin to unbuckle\nthe straps holding her costume in place.
\nShe heard the clicking of stilettos approaching, and cut her eyes to the side.\nIt was Flag Girl. She wanted to shout a warning, but of course couldn't. Then\nher dazed mind realized Green Spectre wasn't helping her. The large breasts\npressed into her back made her realize it was Green Spectre chloroforming her.\nAnd Flag Girl looked smug, rather than vengeful.
\nThey were ganging up against her! She was betrayed into the hands of a PIMP by\nher super heroine sisters!
\n\"Welcome to the team, Lady Midnight,\" Flag Girl said. \"You can call me Pimpette.\nI own you now.\"
\nFlag Girl signaled Green Spectre, and the chloroform was removed. They relaxed\ntheir hold on the captured heroine, and she sank to her knees between them. JJ\nRod didn't hesitate. He pulled out his huge cock, already hard as a rock.
\n\"I've wanted to do this since that first time you arrested me, Midnight Whore,\"\nJJ Rod sneered. Flag Girl smiled and nodded, so he pressed his cock to her full,\npurple lips. She was too weak and dazed to resist, and a second later his cock\npenetrated past her lips and filled her surprised mouth. \"Suck, babe. Suck it\nlike you mean it.\"
\nLady Midnight sucked. Not that she gave it any thought, or surrendered to her\nfate. She didn't have the mental coherency to think it out. She just did what\ncame naturally to her, and sucked.
\n\"Mmmm,\" Lady Midnight groaned, enjoying the taste and feet of cock in mouth.
\n\"Aaahhhh, another naturally born whore,\" JJ Rod groaned, savoring every second.
\nFlag Girl knelt beside the vanquished vigilante and removed her utility belt.\nThen Green Spectre reached around Lady Midnight, seized her unbuckled costume\nand pulled it apart. Flag Girl watched her 38Ds spill out and bounce. She cupped\nthe closest breast, hefted it and enjoyed its weight in her delicate hand. Then\nshe leaned in and began to suck on that dark, hard nipple. Green Spectre claimed\nthe other tit.
\nWhile Lady Midnight sucked JJ Rod off, Flag Girl reached down and began to rub\nthe sexy African American's engorged clit. Lady Midnight groaned wantonly. Then\nGreen Spectre started caressing and fondling her sweet round rump, before\nreaching down between her crack and pushing a finger up her poop chute.
\n\"Hhhhuuuummmmm,\" Lady Midnight groaned.
\nSuddenly, JJ Rod grunted and tensed up. Lady Midnight felt his seed gush into\nher mouth, ballooning her cheeks. How much cum did he have? She swallowed as\nfast as she could, but some still leaked out past her lips and dribbled down her\nchin, to spatter across her heaving breasts. Flag Girl's eyes widened, her mouth\nwatered, and she reached out with her tongue and lapped up the cum on the\nbeautiful African American heroine's fat tit. Green Spectre hungrily licked up\nthe cum on the other tit. When Flag Girl cut her eyes up, JJ Rod was grinning\ndown at her. A thick rope of cum stretched between the head of JJ Rod's cock and\nLady Midnight's slack lips when he pulled out. Flag Girl reached up with her\ntongue and licked it off the head of his dick, sucked it all down and ended up\nin a lip lock with Lady Midnight, as she sucked more cum and enjoyed a lesbian\nlipstick kiss.
\nJJ Rod offered Flag Girl his cock, and she wrapped her full red lips around it\njust in time to enjoy another spurt of cum. Then Flag Girl licked him completely\nclean.
\n\"Tasty,\" Flag Girl said, barely getting control of her raging hormones and\nlibido. She knew she was lucky. JJ Rod did not know how sexually helpless she\nwas at that moment. He could've claimed her and taken over it he'd turned his\nfull sexual attention on her needy body. But Flag Girl was given the time to\nrecover and regain control of herself. \"Take her to the room, and let's get\nJorge over there, too. I want her broken and tamed tonight, so she can start\nwork bright and early tomorrow.\"
\nThey bound Lady Midnight's arms behind her back. JJ Rod led her away as Green\nSpectre followed carrying the defeated and dejected heroine's purple costume.
\n\"Only two more heroines to go,\" Flag Girl said. Jungle Babe and then the\nultimate prize, Ms Americana.
\nThe next week went rather uneventfully. Flag Girl had Lady Midnight out in full\ncostume the night after her capture. She proved to be her second best whore from\nthe first night. No one beat Summer Morgan (A.K.A. Spectre Girl) at whoring,\neither in enthusiasm, number of johns, or money earned. Summer THRIVED as a\nhooker.
\nIt took a whole week to lure Jungle Babe into a trap, but she came running just\nlike Lady Midnight. Of course, she suspected NOTHING. Such trusting idiots. None\nof them could believe a fellow super heroine could be corrupted, or would betray\nthem. Flag Girl couldn't believe she was once that gullible.
\nIt was Sunday night. Their slow night. So Flag Girl took the night off, and\nJungle Babe, and went home. The gorgeous platinum blonde was sprawled out spread\neagle on Lydia's bed, tied securely to all four corners. Ball gagged, she could\nonly moan and groan with hedonistic pleasure as Lydia ate out her so sweet\npussy. Dana McQueen, Brenda's close friend, bucked and writhed in abject\npleasure.
\n\"Lydia!\" Brenda's voice called from down the hallway.
\n\"Oh my God! She's back early!\" Lydia cried, and rolled off the bed in a panic.\n\"I’m coming!\"
\nShe smiled, thinking she wasn't cumming, but Dana was real close before Brenda\narrived. She pulled on a red silk Victoria Secret robe, that barely covered her\nshapely hiney, and rushed out into the hallway. She, of course, carefully closed\nher door.
\n\"Brenda, I wasn't expecting you back until Wednesday,\" she said.
\n\"I received disturbing news and rushed home,\" Brenda said, stopping before her\nnineteen year old ward and unconsciously assuming a super heroine pose. The\nsuper shapely thirty-five year old, six foot one inch beauty wore a crimson\nhalter dress that hugged every curve of her body incredibly. Her legs were bare,\nand stuffed into red stiletto pumps. For once, her magnificent mane of waist\nlength black hair was loose and cascading down her back in silken waves. \"I've\nheard that every single super heroine in Delta City was now captured and gone.\"
\n\"What?\" Lydia cried. \"How did that happen?\"
\n\"You haven't heard anything about it?\" Brenda said, frowning.
\n\"No,\" she said. \"I just left Jungle Babe. She was doing good, last I saw. And\nI've seen Green Spectre, Spectre Girl, Lady Midnight, and that wannabe Azure\nAngel all in the past few days.\"
\n\"Very odd,\" Brenda said, now confused. \"Why would the media report such an\noutrageous lie?\"
\n\"I agree. Why? Maybe they just want to rouse the public, you know, to CREATE a\nstory,\" Lydia said. \"It has been a rather slow news week, you know?\"
\n\"Maybe,\" Brenda said, and shook her head. She frowned, and considered a long\nmoment. \"Get dressed in costume.\"
\n\"But you just got home, surely you don't want to go out as Ms Americana now,\"\nLydia said, remembering Jungle Babe in her bed. She really wanted to get back to\nthat sweet action. \"We can wait until tomorrow. We can even go out during the\nday, so everyone can see we're here and safe.\"
\n\"Yes, we can go out tomorrow, but I want to go out tonight, too. To 'show the\ncolors' so to speak,\" she said. \"I don't want the undesirables of the world to\nthink they have an open season.\"
\n\"Sure! I'm always ready,\" Lydia said, smiling eagerly.
\n\"Great,\" Brenda said, and turned to enter her own room. A second later she\nvanished through the door. \"Hurry! I want to end this tonight!\"
\n\"Oh, it'll end tonight, all right,\" Lydia said, smiling darkly. \"Oh yeah.\"
\nButterflies danced in Lydia's belly as she returned to her room. She double\nchecked to ensure Dana was secure. Jungle Babe was broken and obedient, but not\none hundred percent tamed. Of all the captured super heroines, Jungle Babe was\nthe only one who still resented being forced into prostitution. She still\nharbored dreams of escape and returning to her former life as a rich and heroic\nsuperior woman.
\nOnce Dana McQueen was hogtied, ball gagged and stuffed into a closet, Lydia\nhurried into the secret dressing room behind their two bedrooms. They each had\nmultiple costumes, since they frequently got torn, if now entirely stolen, by\ncriminals. They even had examples of older styles of costumes. And there was a\ntrophy room, with all of their awards and citations displayed.
\nBrenda was already stripped naked in front of her full length mirror. She was\napplying a fresh coat of lipstick to her full red lips. Then Lydia watched as\nshe picked up her boots and slipped the stiletto heeled red calf boots onto her\nmile long legs. Then she stepped into her red, white and blue bikini bottoms,\nfollowed by the strapless, matching top. Then she tied the blue choker around\nher slender neck, with the star medallion on it. After that she put on the red\nstar earrings, then her gloves.
\nMs Americana paused to look herself over in the mirror, then fastened the power\nbelt around her narrow waist, and let it settle sexily on her well rounded hips.\nThe statuesque super heroine did gasp as the belt energized her super sexy body,\nand smiled. Lydia understood that. There was a tiny bit of a sexual pleasure\ninvolved, since the belt drew its power from the pent up sexual frustrations of\nthe gorgeous super heroine.
\nFinally, Ms Americana put on her mask, picked up the golden tiara and returned\nto the full length mirror. Then she \"crowned\" herself, as the Queen of Justice.\nLydia smiled, always enjoying watching Ms Americana's dressing routine. Very\nsexy. Very arousing. Tonight, Flag Girl would do something about it, too. Oh\nyeah.
\nMs Americana noticed her in the mirror's reflection.
\n\"Are you going to dress?\" Ms Americana said, smiling knowingly.
\n\"Oh! Yes. Sorry,\" Flag Girl stammered. She hurried to her dressing area and\nquickly put her patriotically themed costume on.
\nIn short order they were in Ms Americana's special sports car, painted in her\ncolors, and racing toward the heart of Delta City. Flag Girl directed her to\n69th and Cummins, saying she and the other heroines had seen a lot more activity\nthere over the past couple of weeks. Ms Americana thought rousting a few pimps\nand their whores a fine way to show Delta City and the world they were still on\nthe job.
\nJJ Rod and Jorge were both on the job when they arrived. Flag Girl gave them a\nsecret signal and they nodded, eyes narrowing dangerously at the unsuspecting Ms\nAmericana. The super sexy super heroine strode into the middle of the\nintersection at 69th and Cummins and struck a sexy super heroine pose.
\n\"Hello, Sugar Town miscreants!\" Ms Americana cried. \"I suggest you, one and all,\nhigh tail it out of here now. Anyone who thinks they can take on me and Flag\nGirl are welcome to stay and go to jail for their foolish fantasies!\"
\nFlag Girl moved up to stand two steps behind and to the right of Ms Americana\nand struck her own super heroine pose. Just as Ms Americana would expect.\nTogether, they struck quite a pretty picture. Indeed, a couple flashes from\ncameras strobed the night.
\n\"There!\" Flag Girl said, pointing at Jorge Munoz. \"He's a pimp.\"
\n\"And JJ Rod is with him,\" Ms Americana said, baby blues narrowing. \"This is my\nlucky night.\"
\n\"Yes, this will be a very lucky night,\" Flag Girl said, grinning wickedly.\n\"Let's go! Okay?\"
\n\"I agree. It's take down time.\"
\n\"Oh yeah.\"
\nFlag Girl scanned the crowd as she followed Ms Americana towards the defiant\nlooking pimps. First, she spotted Angela (the former Lady Midnight), Yumi next\nto her, with Axanna about twenty feet further down the street. They were all\n\"whored\" out with makeup and skimpy clothes. No way Ms Americana would recognize\nthem at that distance. Summer was no where to be seen, so must've been with a\njohn. As usual.
\n\"So, you fools think they can take on the Queen of Justice and her sidekick?\" Ms\nAmericana sneered. \"You are both going down tonight.\"
\n\"Yeah, down on your skanky cunt, Ameri-whore,\" JJ Rod said, looking her over\nhead to toe with utter contempt. \"You don’t scare us, Ms Cockcandy.\"
\n\"Oh! You filthy mouthed misogynists! \" Ms Americana cried, and charged the two\npimps. Flag Girl followed, and \"accidentally\" got tangled in Ms Americana's\nfeet. \"Oh!\"
\nMs Americana stumbled, but recovered expertly. JJ Rod stepped forward and sent\nan upper cut into the distracted heroine's chin. Her head snapped up and her\narms flew wide. Flag Girl plowed into her back, hands going out and grabbing Ms\nAmericana's top and pulling it off.
\nMs Americana hit the ground and rolled away. Flag Girl was left on hands and\nknees, surprised and staring at the red, white and blue top in her hands.
\n\"Great Liberty, Flag Girl! What's up with you?\" Ms Americana cried. \"Be more\ncareful. I was almost captured just now.\"
\n\"Sorry,\" she squeaked, but was really angry they failed on the first attempt.
\n\"Be more careful,\" she said, climbing to her feet and frowning at her topless\ncondition. \"Great Liberty, you stripped my breasts!\"
\n\"Big, fat, beautiful titties!\" Jorge cried, delighted. \"Daddy like!\"
\n\"Oh, boy, I want a taste of them super fat titties,\" JJ Rod said, smacking his\nlips.
\nMs Americana's baby blues grew wide when she realized everyone was looking at\nher nudity, especially the two miscreants. Her red gloved hands clenched into\nfists and she growled at the two pimps. How dare them leer at her nakedness! She\nwas a superior woman, heads and shoulders above such lowlifes as them. They\ndidn’t deserve to see her naked breasts.
\n\"Avert your vile eyes, miscreants!\"
\n\"You're going down now, pimps!\" Flag Girl cried, and charged them. As rehearsed,\nJorge turned and ran into the hooker hotel's door. Flag Girl followed, \"You\ncan't escape me!\"
\nJJ Rod followed Flag Girl into the hotel, too. They left Ms Americana alone\noutside and stunned. She hesitated, then narrowed her baby blues. Flag Girl was\nmore than capable of taking down two pimps, but she was young and impetuous.\nThey might get the drop on her, and do bad things. That thought ignited the\nQueen of Justice's anger, and she rushed into the hotel after them, naked and\nunsupported 44DDs bouncing all around.
\nMs Americana found JJ Rod waiting just inside the door. She ducked under his\nright cross, and pounded a fist up into his chin. The hated pimp's feet came off\nthe floor and he flew backwards into the wall and collapsed in a heap.
\n\"Damn, one punch,\" she said, pleased with herself. They usually didn't go down\nso quickly. \"I'm good.\" She gave him a contemptuous glare, \"Stuck up fool!\nYou're not as strong and invincible as you thought, are you?\"
\nA major brouhaha erupted deeper inside the hooker hotel. She heard Flag Girl's\nenraged voice cry out. The lobby was full of hookers and johns, all staring at\nher in shock and awe. She did that to the general public.
\n\"Stand back, citizens! Ms Americana is on the job!\" she cried, assuming a super\nheroine pose, until she remembered she was jutting out naked 44DDs. \"Oops. Uh, I\nhave to finish mopping up here, I suggest you all go outside and wait for the\npolice. They will need your statements to prosecute these vile pimps.\"
\nWith that, and an arm thrown across her exposed, milky globes, Ms Americana\nhurried toward the sounds of fighting. In the very back she found a room, door\nclosed, and Flag Girl's voice coming out. She sounded distressed.
\n\"Great Liberty, that horrible pimp has captured my sexy sidekick!\"
\nMs Americana flung open the door and rushed in. Flag Girl was on the bed, under\nthe pimp. He was mauling her naked tits. Ms Americana saw red. She grabbed the\ndespicable pimp and jerked him off her beautiful protégé and threw him against\nthe wall. He hit with a pained grunt, but kept his feet.
\n\"Time to put paid on your butt,\" Ms Americana snarled, squaring off on Jorge.
\n\"I agree,\" JJ Rod said, and wrapped both arms around Ms Americana, pinning her\narms to her side. She silently cursed herself for not ensuring he really was\nunconscious. The bastard was playing opossum all the time. Then he lifted her\noff the floor, taking away her leverage. \"Only it is your ass being stamped PAID\ntoday.\"
\n\"Yes!\" Jorge cried, and charged her.
\nMs Americana kicked straight out and connected with Jorge's chin. The pimp\ndropped, stunned and shaking his head. Flag Girl rolled out of the bed then. Ms\nAmericana grinned knowingly. JJ Rod was about to have a rude awakening.
\n\"Hold her tight,\" Flag Girl said. \"I have the chloroform ready.\"
\n\"What?\" Ms Americana cried, baby blues wide. She saw her precocious protégé open\na drawer in the nightstand and pull out a resealable freezer bag. Inside was a\nvery damp looking white clothe. When she opened the bag, the stench of\nchloroform filled the air. \"I don't understand? What are you doing, Flag Girl?\"
\n\"Recruiting,\" Flag Girl said, and JJ Rod snickered.
\n\"No! I refuse to …..Mmmmmmmuughhhhh!\" Ms Americana cried, then was cut off by\nthe chloroformed soaked cloth. She immediately gasped, sucking in a good lungful\nof chloroform. The super sexy super heroine realized immediately she fucked up\nbig time. Like all super heroines, she was extremely susceptible to chloroform\nand other knockout gases and drugs. She became woozy immediately, her baby blues\ncrossing as she struggled against the enticing allure of drug-induced sleep.\n\"Uuuummmmm.\"
\nFlag Girl locked eyes with her mentor and grinned evilly. She'd waited a long\ntime for this, without ever realizing she wanted complete control of her mentor\nand friend. For years she'd watched Brenda and Ms Americana, so close yet so\nfar, dress and undress before her. Showing off that mega sexy body. Flaunting\nthose gorgeous milky white breasts. But since becoming Pimpette to so many\ngirls, and super heroines, Flag Girl had discovered her dark side, and her\nlatent lesbian nature.
\nNow she could truly appreciate Ms Americana's helpless beauty.
\nMs Americana's baby blues quickly went from shocked and surprised, to angry, and\nfinally to pleading. Pleading pathetically for her protégé to stop and rescue\nher.
\nWasn't going to happen.
\nWith a free hand, Flag Girl fondled Ms Americana's 44DDs for only the second\ntime in her life. There was that one time that they were captured and forced to\nperform a lesbian sex show. As she recalled, it was Jorge and company that made\nthem do it.
\n\"Have you ever nursed anyone before, Ms A?\" Flag Girl said, smiling cruelly and\nproduced a syringe. She popped off the cap protecting the long needle. Then she\npromptly plunged it into Ms Americana's left tit. The sexy sidekick injected\nhalf into the left tit, then the rest into the right tit. \"You'll be gushing\nmilk once that drug kicks in, Ms Sweet-tits.\"
\nFlag Girl laughed. It was the first time she ever corrupted Ms Americana's name\nlike that. She kinda liked it. Now she understood why criminals always did it.
\nMs Americana was so hopped up on chloroform she had no strength in her limbs.\nOnly JJ Rod was holding her up, and her vision had become nothing but a long,\nblack tunnel.
\n\"It's party time,\" Flag Girl said.
\nFlag Girl removed the chloroform clothe and tossed it aside. Then she grabbed\nboth of Ms Americana's tits and began mauling them ruthlessly. Ms Americana\ngroaned and rocked her head back and forth. She couldn't form a coherent\nthought, but knew she was in grave danger. And her tits were burning in the\nstrangest way. Indeed, it kinda felt like they were swelling up.
\nThe blonde super babe sucking on Americana's nipples, alternating between them,\nuntil both were erect and hard as rocks. She sucked long and hard, until the\nfirst squirt of milk came out. Within minutes Flag Girl was nursing happily,\nwhile JJ Rod and Jorge watched in awe.
\n\"Sweetest milk you've ever tasted, boys!\" Flag Girl cried, dropping to her knees\nbefore Ms Americana. Flag Girl pulled the vanquished vigilante's bikini bottoms\ndown her mile long legs, then stood up and removed the power belt. \"You won't\nneed this anymore, babe.\"
\nShe tossed the costume and power belt in the corner. Then she locked eyes with a\nslowly reviving super heroine, and kissed her. Kissed her long and hard. A\nlingering, lipstick kiss that brought wanton groans from both women. Flag Girl\npushed her tongue pass Ms Americana's full red lips, and the helpless heroine\nresponded in kind. Within seconds they were tongue tangoing blissfully.
\n\"I knew you wanted me,\" Flag Girl said with a suddenly husky voice. \"Why else\nwould you constantly taunt me with your amazing body?\"
\nThat short respite was all Ms Americana needed to regain at least a semblance of\nher senses. She shook her head and then gawked at Flag Girl. The smug former\nsidekick wagged her eyebrows at her. Baby blues narrowed and the super stacked\nsuper heroine all but growled at her captor.
\n\"You will not get away with this outrage,\" Ms Americana said. The chloroform\nleft her weak, but she was still a superior woman. She would, yet again, rise\nabove her minor setback, to be triumphant. \"When the other super heroines hear\nabout what you've done, what you've BECOME, they will rally and slap you down.\nThis I swear.\"
\nMs Americana struggled intensely a long moment. All she accomplished was\njostling her milk swollen tits all around. The men hung onto her arms tightly\nand laughed. Infuriated, she lifted both feet up high, the men surprised to find\nthey had to hold her completely up, then she slammed her sharp stiletto heels\ninto their feet.
\nA second later Ms Americana found herself free amid the angry, pain-filled howls\nof the two pimps. It was music to her eyes. Flag Girl yelped and stepped back in\nsurprise. Ms Americana didn't hesitate. She kicked straight up into Flag Girl's\nchin, her superior weight adding power to the kick and lifting the sexy pimpette\noff her booted feet.
\n\"Take down time!\" Ms Americana cried joyfully. She gave Flag Girl a scathing,\ncontemptuous look. \"How could YOU think you could take me down? Fool. Traitor.\"
\n\"I may be a traitor to superheroinedom, but I am no fool,\" Flag Girl said,\nglaring murderously at her old mentor. \"You are the true fool, Ms A, believing\nyou, de-powered, could defeat me? With my power belt.\"
\nFlag Girl kicked her feet straight up, and hurled her shapely body off the floor\nand into a fighting stance before the Queen of Justice. Ms Americana let fly a\nsavage roundhouse, but Flag Girl caught it with one hand.
\n\"See? Power belt,\" Flag Girl said smugly. \"My point.\"
\nShe flipped Ms Americana over and then kicked her when she bounded to her feet\nimmediately. The sexy heroine stumbled back, bouncing off the wall and then\ncharged the smaller blonde in pigtails. Flag Girl laughed and punched her in the\nside of her milk swollen left tit. A hot stream of milk squirted out, and hit\nFlag Girl in the face.
\n\"Yeow!\" Flag Girl cried out, startled and staggering back to escape Ms\nAmericana's counter-attack. A second later Ms Americana's right fist slammed\ninto the side of her head, then the left, right, left, followed by a knee to the\nchin. \"Aaggh!\"
\n\"Fool,\" Ms Americana growled, baby blues flashing.
\n\"You have a one track mind, Ms Ameri-bimbo,\" Flag Girl snarled, and surged to\nher feet.
\nBefore Ms Americana realized the danger, Flag Girl was before her and swinging.\nA super powered fist slammed into the Queen of Justice's rock hard belly,\ndoubling her up.
\n\"Uuggh.\"
\n\"Do I look like a fool now, Ameri-bitch?\" Flag Girl said, and kicked her in the\nrump. Ms Americana stumbled forward a few steps. \"I don't think so. You're the\nfool. Instead of attacking me, you should've ran away. But no, you are too PROUD\nfor that. Idiot!\" Flag Girl laughed, and smashed a powerful fist into Ms\nAmericana's face. \"It just occurred to me. You're not a superior woman, you are\na superior IDIOT. A superior BIMBO. And after you're broken and tamed, you will\nbe a superior WHORE.\"
\n\"You are wrong,\" Ms Americana said, struggling to wobbly feet. \"I am a superior\nWOMAN, and will never be tamed by a pair of despicable pimps.\"
\nFlag Girl smiled cruelly at her. With super human speed, she kicked Ms Americana\nbetween the legs, bringing the most celebrated and respected super heroine in\nDelta City to her knees, eyes wide in surprise and pain. Flag Girl cupped Ms\nAmericana's face in both hands and leaned over to speak.
\n\"Oh, Ms A-hole, Jorge and JJ Rod aren't going to tame you,\" Flag Girl said\nsweetly, then kissed her on the lips again. \"I am personally going to tame you.\nI want to that pleasure for myself.\"
\n\"No. Please,\" she begged.
\n\"You beg pretty,\" Flag Girl said. \"In fact, I think you beg prettier than all\nthe other super heroines we captured over the past two weeks. Don't you think so\nboys?\"
\n\"Oh yeah,\" Jorge said. \"Very pretty.\"
\nMs Americana's baby blues flashed.
\n\"See? And they are pimps, so are used to seeing pretty girls beg,\" she said\nsmugly. Before she could respond, Flag Girl stopped her by laying a delicate\nblue gloved finger across the hapless heroine's full red lips. \"You are a born\nwhore, everyone knows it, and I'm going to make it official. Tomorrow, you will\nbe a real live hooker. My working girl. Deal with it. Accept it, Ms Americana.\"\nShe said. Then grinning evilly, she reached up and pulled off her captive's\nmask. \"Or should I say, Brenda Wade!\"
\n\"Son of a bitch!\" JJ Rod cried.
\n\"Holy shit!\" Jorge cried.
\nFlag Girl reached up and removed her own mask.
\n\"It's about time you boys found out who I really am. Brenda Wade's ward, Lydia\nWills,\" she said. \"Or, Pimpette, if you prefer.\"
\n\"I like Pimpette,\" Jorge said, laughing. \"Jesus, we are about to tame Ms\nAmericana and that snooty rich bitch Brenda Wade all at the same time. That is\nso sweet!\"
\n\"Yes we are, boys.\"
\nFlag Girl had Ms Americana stretched over the bed from side to side, not\nlengthwise as you would expect. The vanquished vigilante vixen fought like a\nwildcat, but without her power belt and seriously hampered by lingering affects\nof the chloroform, they had little trouble. After all, Flag Girl still had full\nused of her super powers. The stunning Queen of Justice was tied down spread\neagle, with her arms and legs spread even more widely in that manner of bondage\nthan if she was tied lengthways on the bed, and that left her feeling extremely\nvulnerable and helpless. Then Flag Girl strapped on a ten inch red dildo and\nclimbed up between her widespread legs.
\n\"You don't have to do this, Lydia! I'll forgive you! We can get you help,\" she\ncried, wild-eyed.
\n\"Can you boys find something to fill her mouth and shut her up?\"
\nJJ Rod laughed, and pulled out his ten inch cock. Ms Americana's head was\nhanging off the side of the bed, and her red booted feet off the other side. She\nwas perfectly situated to exploit sexually in so many delightful ways. The first\nshe was to endure was a cock down the throat. Flag Girl felt her whole body go\ntingly as she watched JJ Rod's thick black cock pushed past Ms Americana's firm\nred lips, and then push deeper and deeper forcing the sexy siren to swallow over\nand over to allow him such deep access. The super heroine's baby blues were\nwider than she'd ever seen, and her body arched up in sexual surprise and\narousal.
\n\"Mmmmmmmmm,\" Ms Americana groaned.
\n\"Good job. Fill her to the bream with cum,\" Flag Girl said. \"I know she loves\nthe taste. She admitted that after we escaped you, Jorge, that last time.\"
\n\"Really? Then she'll get another taste of me after JJ Rod.\"
\nFlag Girl knelt between Ms Americana's legs and began exploring her twat. It was\nsopping wet, as she'd expected to find it. Flag Girl licked it a good five\nminutes, making sure it was nice and clean, then she used her thumbs to spread\nMs Americana's swollen, hypersensitive nether lips. The sexy former protégé\nturned dominating mistress, took her time licking, sucking and nibbling on the\nlips of Ms Americana's labia. Within seconds she was writhing beneath the\nbeautiful blonde teenage babe.
\nMs Americana couldn't believe what was happening. Flag Girl had betrayed her to\na pair of pimps. Indeed, she was LEADING the pimps in her capture and rape. Flag\nGirl was eating her out, and doing a damn fine job of it, too. But worse, JJ\nRod's hot rod was beating her resolve to smithereens. She was actively sucking\non his more than a mouthful of cock, unable to stop herself. It seemed so\nnatural, and always did when she was captured. Up until the moment Flag Girl\nunmasked her, Ms Americana had some hope of escaping. After all, no one had ever\nbeen able to keep her more than three days before. But, this was only the second\ntime anyone had actually unmasked her. The first miscreant hadn't recognized\nher, so she was safe there. But Flag Girl knew her, and now JJ Rod and Jorge\nMunoz knew her true identity.
\n<I'm ruined! I'll never escape their vile clutches now,> she thought miserably.
\nMs Americana's shapely body was afire with need. The butterflies had long since\ntransformed into that liquid heat she so loved and feared. If they climaxed her,\nthen her power belt was useless. Of course, Flag Girl understood that, and her\nfingers, lips and tongue were insistent she have a de-powering orgasm. It was\nall she could do to hold it at bay. Then Jorge joined them on the bed.
\n\"I want a taste of her titty milk,\" Jorge said, and gave her right tit a big,\nfirm two-handed squeeze. Milk fountained up from her tingling nipple. \"Ye-hai!\nThar she blows!\"
\nJJ Rod and Flag Girl laughed, and Jorge sucked that still squirting nipple into\nhis hungry mouth. Seconds later, she felt her hot milk flowing steadily into his\ngulping mouth. All of her defenses collapsed, and she felt that liquid heat\ntransform yet again into a soul rending orgasm. Her eyes rolled up and her back\narched as it rolled into town, steamrollering everything she ever was beneath\nit.
\n\"Aaaaaaaaiiiiiiiiiieeeeeeeeeeeeee!\" she screamed around JJ Rod's cock.\n\"Uuuugggghhhhh! Uuuuuuuuughhhhhhhhh! Aaaaaaaaaaiiiiiiiiiieeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!\"
\n\"Wow, multi climaxes first thing,\" Flag Girl said.
\n\"What a wanton whore,\" JJ Rob said. He leaned over and sucked in the other\nnipple, still pumping in and out of her now eager, slurping mouth. \"Mmmm, tasty\nmilk! God, I love this!\"
\nFlag Girl thrust a finger deep into Ms Americana's vagina. The sexy sex slave's\nbody jerked. Flag Girl started sucking really hard on her clit, while finger\nfucking her former mentor. Ms Americana couldn't believe it. Mouth, tits and\npussy all being erotically stimulated at once. In the worse possible way for her\nfuture. Her traitorous body was already building toward another climax. And this\none would be the final nail in her coffin, she could tell. It was a big one. The\nkind of orgasm superior women feared, for they instinctively understood it made\nthem the sex slaves of their lovers. After that first mega climax, superior\nwomen with the Aphrodite gene became wanton, cock starved harlots. It was a\nscientific fact that super heroines tried hard to keep secret.
\nSuddenly, Flag Girl stood up, pressed the monster dildo to Ms Americana's wet\ncunt and pushed.
\n<Great Liberty!> Ms Americana thought, crying out around JJ Rod's cock,\n\"Grraaaaa Uuuuuuuuueeeeyyyy!\"
\nFlag Girl smiled viciously as she started to pound that strap-on dildo hard and\nfast. Ms Americana' body quivered and bucked, writhed and arched up. Nothing she\ndid would dislodge the three pimps molesting her shapely body.
\n\"I own you, Brenda!\" Flag Girl cried. \"I own you body and soul. You are MINE!\"
\n\"Aaaaaggggggggghhhhhhh!\" she cried, the effort to hold the mother of all\nclimaxes at bay almost beyond her ability to endure.
\n\"I command you to submit to me!\" Flag Girl demanded. She redoubled her efforts,\nand JJ Rod lost his battle, and ballooned Ms Americana's cheeks with a mouthful\nand then some of cum. \"Ha ha! Yes! Cream her! Fill her holier-than-thou mouth up\nwith pimp cum!\"
\nCum spilled out of Ms Americana's mouth, even as she slurped and gulped amazing\namounts down, unable to swallow it all in time. And he was still ejaculating,\ntoo! Hot jizm oozed down her upside down face. Her baby blues crossed and\nuncrossed, then rolled up into her head. Ms Americana lost her battle.
\n\"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaiiiiiiiiiiiiieeeeeeeeeee!\" she cried as JJ Rod pulled out of\nher mouth and shot another two spurts into her face. \"Greeeaat Liiiberrrty! I've\nbeen TAMED! TAMED! Great Liberty, have mercy, I am tamed!\"
\nStill pumping the strap-on, Flag Girl seized the tamed temptress's silky back\nhair and jerked her head up. She smiled deeply into Brenda's pleading baby\nblues. Then using her index finger, she scraped off the cum and thrust her\nfinger into Brenda's mouth. The vanquished and broke super babe sucked her\nfinger clean, and Flag Girl ensured she ate all of JJ Rod's cum. Then Jorge\nmounted her mouth and it began anew.
\nFlag Girl fucked Ms Americana pussy for a full hour, then she surrendered that\nhoney hole to Jorge. While first Jorge, then JJ Rod, reamed out Ms Americana's\nformerly tight pussy, Flag Girl rode her mentor's face. Ms Americana gave great\ncunnilingus. Absolutely perfect. She decided Brenda would teach the other girls\nhow to give women pleasure later. She was that good. So good that Flag Girl\nclimaxed before she realized what was happening.
\n\"Eeeeeeeeeeeeeooooooooooowwwww! Baby!\"
\n\"Wahoo, the boss got her rocks off too,\" Jorge cried.
\nAfter that, they flipped Ms Americana over and took turns on her sphincter. That\nREALLY made the super stacked stunner climax. Machine gun climaxes, in fact.
\nOnce Pimpette and her assistant pimps had sated their lusts, and thoroughly\ntamed Ms Americana, Flag Girl starting inviting her girls in to enjoy some \"milk\nand nookie.\" By sunrise the next day, Ms Americana's 44DDs were almost\ncompletely deflated. Sucked dry.
\nBut it was all good. The drug Flag Girl injected into the super sexy super\nheroine was still at work. While they all slept her milk supply was replenished\nand then some. Of course, Ms Americana spent the day with a vibrator up her cunt\nand another up shapely ass, spread eagle on that bed.
\n\"How's my pretty little streetwalker this morning?\" Flag Girl said as she walked\ninto the room.
\nMs Americana was bucking, eyes crossed, experiencing one climax after another.\nShe was incapable of coherent thought or speech. Flag Girl laughed and removed\nthe vibrating dildos. Then she left, letting her newest sex slave have a few\nrestorative hours sleep. She would need them, for Flag Girl had a busy day\nplanned for her.
\nMidafternoon JJ Rod woke Ms Americana up. She was dressed in her costume, minus\nthe mask, but wearing her power belt. The power belt was useless to her now. Two\nreasons. First, she'd been completely sated sexually. There was no pent up\nsexual energy within her to power the belt, and if she worked as a hooker,\nhaving sex with one man after another, all day and all night, she had little\nchance of ever building up any sexual frustrations. And secondly, Flag Girl had\ncleverly shorted out the power belt so that it was ruined beyond repair.
\nFlag Girl was waiting on the street in front of the hotel. She smiled wickedly\nat her former mentor. She enjoyed the way her 44DDs jostled as she walked. Ms\nAmericana scowled at her.
\n\"Are you ready to start your new life and career?\" Flag Girl said, sounding all\nsweet and perky. Her beautiful blue eyes sparkled with glee. She was still\nwearing her mask, though word had to be going out who she really was after\nremoving her mask. Indeed, now that everyone knew Ms Americana's secret\nidentity, it was easy to figure out who Flag Girl was, too. \"I have high\nexpectations for you today. I expect you to out earn everyone else.\" She\nindicated the busy afternoon street. \"Word has spread, and men are flocking down\nhere to get their greedy paws on your spectacular body, babe.\"
\n\"How wonderful,\" Ms Americana said, scowling even more now. How humiliating! And\nhow utterly demeaning. Here she was, forced to prostitute herself by her ward,\nfriend and protégé, and all the good citizens she fought so hard to protect for\nseventeen years were flocking down to use, abuse and sexual exploit her like\nsome cheap crack whore. \"I'm heartened to see the legions of fans are eager to\nfuck me, instead of rescue me. How happy can I be?\"
\n\"Good, still bitter and sarcastic,\" Flag Girl said. \"I don't want you completely\nbroken. Whoremongers like some spirit in their cock candy.\" Flag Girl slapped Ms\nAmericana's shapely, silky soft rump. \"Now go make your Momma some money, honey\nbuns.\"
\nMs Americana stiffened, hands clenched into fists. She glanced at Flag Girl's\nsmug smile, then at the golden power belt around her former protégé's narrow\nwaist. Her power belt still worked. But didn't Flag Girl climax the previous\nnight? It was so hard to remember, there being so much use and abuse. Didn't\nmatter, her two junior pimps were more than enough to kick her sweet round ass\ninto the dirt if she cause trouble.
\nThe Queen of Justice walked over to the curb and the first car stopped. It was a\nbig, black Lincoln. The man inside was familiar to her. She fired him a month\nback for incompetence.
\n\"How much, Brenda?\" he said, grinning with wicked glee.
\n\"Fifty, pig,\" she said.
\n\"Deal,\" he said. \"Inside this hotel, or another?\"
\n\"This one,\" she said, bile rising up her throat. She forced it back down, and\nslanted a hateful glare at Flag Girl. \"What room?\"
\n\"Mistress,\" JJ Rod said.
\n\"Huh? I …Oh, Okay. What room….Mistress?\"
\n\"Room 69 for you, Ms Ameri-slut,\" she said. \"I suggest you talk him into paying\nfor more than a suck and fuck. You have to earn a lot of money to satisfy me.\"
\n\"Yes, mistress,\" Ms Americana said. \"I am yours.\"
\nWith that, Ms Americana took her first trick upstairs and began a very long,\nlucrative career in prostitution. Within the month, Lydia Wills took over\nBrenda's, Axanna's and Dana's personal fortunes. She sold Ms Americana, Spectre\nGirl and Lady Midnight to JJ Rod a year later, and Jorge bought Green Spectre\nand Azure Angel. Dana McQueen became Lydia personal sex slave and chamber maid\nat Wade Manor.
\nIt was a good life.
\n\n
THE END
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