A furtive figure leaped over a eight foot stone wall, higher than the edging of razor wire, before gracefully descending into the yard within. Dark, silken hair fell across her face as she landed in a crouch. Violet eyes peered through the trees towards the Victorian mansion beyond them. Her hypersensitive eyes could easily see the red lasers that crisscrossed the yard, security that would not stop her.
"Typical.." she thought as she listened for any alert. "They buy a bunch of fancy toys just because they cost a lot. Then they don't get the people to back them up. Not that I mind...."
Seeing that the gate guards had not seen her, she hopped over the lasers with almost boring ease. Her dark-shaded red and blue costume hugged her lithe body as she held the pouch on her hip in one hand to keep it from bouncing and making noise.
This was so easy that she almost wanted to do cartwheels instead. Of course she didn't because that would be an act of hubris and her mom always warned her about that trait.
The mansion was owned by a man named Pietro Bodaglio, shadowy figure in the Reichsborough mob scene. The shapely young woman within had, in her short time in Megapolis, learned of this man. She had her ways; her name was Anya, and she was an Amazon.
Well...according to many of her 'sisters' she wasn't a TRUE Amazon just because of who, or rather, what her father was. Anya could live with their taunts and stares because of the steel that her mother had given her.Her mother always told her to be proud of what she was because there was no one else like her in the world.
The straw that broke the camel's back however was when they denied her the title of being the Champion of the Amazons. She had one the contests fairly but the Queen overruled it and gave it to somebody Anya considered lesser of herself. After that, Anya had done something no Amazon had ever done before, at least to anyone's knowledge. She had broken into the palace to steal the uniform and lasso the Queen herself had used when she first went out into the world. A guard had seen her and Anya had to 'disable' her in order to escape. Stealing was one thing but assault was quite another. Her mother had told her to go and hide in the World until she cold arrange for her to come back someday. It might take years but Anya knew she would be back. "Gods help them when I do..." she always thought.
Within the mansion itself, she had been told, were many riches stolen or illegally acquired over time by Bodaglio. Anya was here to get one particular item, as sort of an object lesson to Bodaglio. It was a small scarab, not over two inches across. Made by some ancient Egyptian artisan, it was solid gold and encrusted with six rubies. From what Anya had been told, it had a street value of at least three million dollars, more to some collectors.
The money wasn't for herself of course but for those who didn't have enough to feed themselves each day. While the 'Champion' fought villains, Anya knew she was doing things that actually helped people. Even if it was against the silly laws of this world...
She had to put all that behind her and concentrate on the task at hand. The mansion itself had barred windows on the first floor; typical mobster home. Even with the security and bodyguards, this man still lacked the confidence to sleep without bars on the windows. However, the young Amazon was quick to note, there weren't any bars on the second floor windows. With a quick leap, she flew up into the air and landed on a second story balcony.
As soon as her feet touched the stone, she crouched into a defensive posture. Just in case somebody had seen that swift movement. For several moments Anya listened and watched for any response. There was no sounds except for the breeze and the crickets. She slowly stood up and crept to the balcony doors, making sure she stayed in the shadows.
Through the French doors, Anya could see a sleeping figure of a flapping man with slick black hair, five o'clock shadow, asleep on the bed. Next to him was some much younger girl. The half-empty bottle of wine on the nightstand made it obvious to Anya; these two wouldn't wake up if she had crashed through the roof.
"Now where would he keep that thing..." she thought as she looked around the edges of the door. Her eyes searching for any contacts that would signal an alarm system. "This kind of guy would probably put it right out in the open so he can admit it..." With a small application of her strength, Anya broke the lock on the doors and sneaked her way inside. She crawled on all fours across the deep shag rug.
The snoring of the overweight mobster easily drowned any faint noises Anya made as she moved across the floor. As she reached the opposite side of the bed, she saw another bottle. This one was almost empty and on its side, with a few drops staining the white shag.
Curious, Anya leaned her head over enough so that she could catch the scent of the wine. Her nose quickly wrinkled at its smell. This mobster might have a taste in art but he had none in wine. Anya knew that she could probably by a better vintage in the average grocery store then the amount he probably paid for this.
As she reached the door, her violet eyes peered into the hallway. Down at the end of the hallway, sitting in a chair facing the stairs, was a man. He was half-dozing, his feet on the banister of the stairs and leaning back against the wall. Across his lap was a submachine gun.
"At least somebody in this place has some security sense..." she thought as she watched the guard. Given this place's track record so far, she would've almost expect there to be no other security. Having a guard in the house, armed, showed that somebody was thinking. "And that's too bad for me but it makes it more of a challenge..."
Past him, Anya saw an open door, beyond which she saw a desk. Sparkling from the faint moonlight coming through a window, the young Amazon saw a glint of gold and red. As her beautiful, intent eyes focused on the glint, she made out the fuzzy outline of a tiny, little, obscenely expensive insect.
With the grace of a cat, Anya stood up and cast a glance backwards to see that the couple were still asleep. As soon as the guard's head nodded to his chest again, she crept out into the hallway and made her way along the wall. An ant walking on the carpet might have made more sound then she did. Anya's right hand was in the pouch on her hip and holding her stolen lasso. She kept it in there because of the glow it had. All the while her ears were open for the slightest sound of anybody else in this mansion....
The guard was as fleshy as his boss. His feet hung over the edge of the banister, with the front two legs of his chair just off the floor as he leaned back. His eyes opened to mere slits once, but this sign of life was quickly snuffed out by the urge to doze.
The moment those eyes opened, Anya froze to the point of not breathing. The violet eyes locked like lasers on his. When he closed his eyes again she took a silent breath and crept closer to him. The lasso tight in her hand.
Her senses alive, Anya could hear footsteps somewhere down in the foyer beyond the foot of the stairs. Whoever was downstairs, at least, was more vigilant than this flunky. With ease she was able to make her way down the hallway, her blue and red boots silent on the soft carpeting. As she reached a point just behind the mobster, she could see the feet of the guard past a doorway beyond the bottom of the staircase. She waited until the owner of those feet moved away from the downstairs doorway.
She didn't need to be taking care of two of these creeps at the same time. Not if she wanted to get in and out cleanly. As soon as the other guard had moved to another area, Anya pulled the lasso from her pouch. As she did, the glow of it began to fill the hallway. Anya silently cursed and tried to hide most of it in her hands and between their two bodies. "Why can't they make that thing not do that?" she wondered and she lowered a loop around the man.
As the lasso dropped over his shoulders, the man jerked awake. Doing so, he lost his balance and fell backwards. The Amazon was able to catch the back of the man's chair in one hand and easily hold him up so he wouldn't crash to the floor.
"Keep quiet and don't struggle with me you wanna be guardian," Anya hissed into his ear. Any curses from the man's throat were instantly stopped as the commands were blasted into his small mind. "Just how many other guards are in his place right now and does your boss have any traps on his little gift?" She asked, turning his head to look at her goal.
The man gaped at the girl as the magic of the rope melted his will and made him malleable to her commands. "Uh...there's Louie downstairs," he whispered, "and Bruno out in da garage. Dat's all in da house." His dull black eyes flickered into the study. "Uh, ain't no traps dat I know of."
Anya listened carefully to the answers and nodded. "Good boy. Now you will take a nap and not be bothered by any sounds until sunrise. You will forget about me or our conversation." She was about to take the lasso off when a thought came to her. "Oh and tomorrow you will go to the local DA and tell him everything you know. Especially about any criminal activities of you or your boss." In the greater scheme of things, this guard probably knew little but every little bit helped in the struggle.
The guard nodded meekly. His chin fell to his chest, and a soft rumbling started from his throat as he fell instantly, deeply asleep.
Quickly she stuffed the glowing lasso back into the pouch before the light could be seen anywhere else. She made sure the guard wouldn't fall to the floor, not for his safety but because that would make too much noise, and moved towards her target.
Even though the guard had told her that there was nobody else on this floor and that there was no traps, Anya didn't take any chances. He told the truth but only as far as he knew it. Some smart person might have made changes without tell him. However it did seem that he was right because nothing happened when she entered the room.
Anya knelt and studied the object carefully to see if there was in fact no alarms. Satisfied, she picked it up and noticed that from the weight it was real gold. "That'll help a lot of people..." she thought. "More then doing public appearances like what 'Ultra Woman' is doing these days..." Anya dismissed those thoughts since she needed to concentrate on the job at hand. She knew however that someday there would be a fight...
Creeping slowly back into the bedroom, Anya raised her head just enough to see if the couple was still asleep...
The pair were both deeply asleep, with the mob boss's snores filling the room. It was nothing for the stealthy Amazon to simply walk across the room and slip through the curtains and step onto the balcony.
Again, Anya stayed in the shadows as her eyes scanned the grounds from any of the other guards. It looked as if nothing had changed in the few minutes she had been inside. She closed the door and hopped to the ground below. The only signs of her even being in the mansion was the broken lock and of course, the theft.
In moments she was across the yard after a series of hops over the various security lasers. Gathering herself near the wall, Anya easily leaped over the razor wire at the top and landed in the alley beyond, bending down to cushion her landing.
"Now that's done," she thought as the soles of her boots touched the asphalt. "And I know just the right person to buy..." Suddenly her thoughts were interrupted.
"Fuck, you're quick," a deep, male voice rumbled. As Anya looked up from her landing, kneeling position, one hand on the pouch at her hip, she saw a large man leaning against a garbage truck in the alley.
In a flash, she was on standing and facing towards the man. Anya wasn't worried much about running into people. Between her strength, skills, and certain other things she had been holding her own in the worst parts of the city. However...as she looked at the man closer, she knew this could be different.
In a moment, Anya had to change her mind. This man was large. He was HUGE. Nearly eight feet tall and towering over the five and a half foot tall half- Asian Amazon, this man was rippled with muscles. His body was dotted and marked with scars, but oddly enough, he had no hair on any part of his body. He wore a pair of red leather pants, black boots, and a thick black belt. A red and black harness was across his massive chest. Anya had never seen this man, but it was obvious who he was.
"Bet he's....Mayhem," Anya thought as she remembered the reports she had read about the villains of this world. 'Strong but simple minded' was how his had read. 'He has a certain lust towards Amazons as well.'
"Gimme the bug, ya little cunt, and maybe I won't fuck ya ta death," he laughed as he walked towards her.
She smiled slightly at him. "It'll be good to get rid of this trash once and for all," she thought as she got ready for combat. "I bet my 'sister' wouldn't be able to handle him. Probably just quiver in her boots."
With a motion that seemed a blur, Anya grabbed a heavy 55 gallon drum that was filled with trash. She gave the slightest of grunts of effort as she threw it towards Mayhem and followed behind it closely. "Best defense is a good offense!"
Like an oversized car trying to make a quick turn, Mayhem brought his arm up to block the drum but was far too slow. The aged villain took the trash can to the chest, knocking him back a step as the trash flew widely. He bounced against the side of the garbage truck as the badly dented drum bounced off the pavement.
She delivered a solid kick to his side while he was against the truck before getting out of his reach again. "He may be old but he's built. That was like kick a tree!" she thought, a little more wary now. Somebody built like that could be quite dangerous.
"Ya fuckin' bitch!" he roared as he came at Anya again. With two ponderous steps, he leaped at the lithe Amazon girl, his thick fingers reaching out towards her throat.
"Is he kidding?" Anya thought. Mayhem was coming at her but it almost seemed like it was in slow motion. As long as she kept her wits, she would be able to dodge him easily.
As the much quicker Anya ducked, Mayhem slammed into the thick stone wall of the mansion. The heavy blocks crunched inwards, as if struck by a wrecking ball, but the ball hadn't went through. Instead, Mayhem crashed to the ground, hard and heavy enough for Anya to feel the impact making the ground vibrate.
She wasn't worried so much about Mayhem as the noise alerting the guards to come looking to see what was happening. "This could be fun but I think we should continue this another time," she said with a grin. "After you've had a nap and some geritol."
Mayhem, already looking the worse for wear, slowly got to his feet, mumbling dark threats under his breath as he got to one knee.
Seeing the dented can out of the corner of her eye, Anya grabbed it and slammed the open end down around Mayhem's body. "Best hold your ears sir,' she warned before giving the can a strong slap with her hands. The ally reverberated with a low boom that was the result. "Until we meet again!" Anya turned to get out while the getting was good.
As Anya turned to run around the garbage truck and down the alley, a knee swung out in front of her. Even the quickness of the young, overconfident Amazon wasn't enough. The knee buried itself in Anya's gut, bending her over the massive leg.
In an instant, the air was driven from her lungs so that she couldn't gasp in pain. She just laid across the leg, stunned while she tried to force air into her burning lungs. Just before the spots formed in front of her eyes, she was able to take a few quite gasps of fresh air.
A hand grabbed her by her dark, silken tresses and jerked her upright. She saw a tall man, not as bulky as the man struggling with the trash can over his head, but with many of the same facial features in a leaner body. He had bright blonde hair, but the sneer was definitely Mayhem.
"Great...." she thought, struggling. "Two of these apes..."
Before the gasping girl could react, the young man spun her around, lifting her bodily off the ground by the hair at the back of her skull. Face first, he smashed her into the hood of the garbage truck, bending it inwards until most of her head was buried in the metal.
It was only due to her Amazon body that every bone in her face wasn't broken. That and being held by her hair did hurt though and Anya had to restrain herself from crying out in pain. Doing so would have told the villain that she was weak and Anya couldn't do that. Not now.
"I don't know who you are, but you fucked up. No one messes with me or my Dad," he growled at Anya as he pulled her back out and held her up by her hair. Her red and blue boots dangled a foot off the ground as he reared back a fist. "Give us the Bug, and I won't put your nose on the side of your face."
"Hell no!" Anya growled as her dangling body turned to face him. She brought her legs together and kicked them up towards the his groin. At the same time her hands probed towards the pressure points on his arms. Anya wasn't very experienced with the points but if the attacked work, he would lose control of his arms. Then it would be a fair fight. Fair at least until she dumped the truck on top of him that is.
The blonde man gave a grunt as Anya's feet drove into his crotch. She could feel the thick snake and heavy balls being driven upwards as his eyes bulged. At the same time, her fingers drove into the nerve endings around his biceps. As they hit, her fingers felt like she had smashed into solid granite. Only her Amazon toughness kept her fingers from shattering to powder.
Her features winced at what she felt from her fingers. "Gods!" she thought as she resisted the urge to suck on her aching fingers. "He's like solid stone!" That part of her plan didn't work but the satisfying 'crunch' and the look on his face told her that the other part did. However, with most men the force of her kick should've thrown him through the air at least. With this guy, that didn't happen.
Reacting to the pain that only a man could feel, the big blonde man drove his fist forward with all the strength he could muster, pounding the knuckles into the side of Anya's cheek. "Bitch!!" he gasped.
Again, only her Amazon body saved her from the side of her head being collapsed inward. The force of the blow instantly stunning her and making stars appear before her eyes. Anya went limp as she swung from his grasp. Her eyes dulled from the blow.
Spinning around, hand still gripping Anya by the hair, he hurled the red and blue clad Asian girl towards the garbage truck. As she crashed through the supposedly shatterproof windshield and crunched against the back of the cab, he double over, hands going to his aching cock and balls. "No...no wonder Dad hates these bitches," he groaned as he stumbled his way to the passenger side door of the truck.
Anya laid on the seat covered in fragments of the windshield. Her outfit cut and torn from the shard but the skin unhurt beneath it. The only way to tell that she was still alive was from the rise and fall of her breasts. Also from the small trickle of blood from her nose.
The broad-shouldered blonde man opened the door with one hand while his other coaxed his testicles into descending once again. With a growl of relief, he ripped off the door to the truck. "You're going to pay for that kick, you stupid little bitch." He grabbed Anya by her ankle and dragged her out of the cab, not caring how her head bounced as she hit the ground.
Whatever level of consciousness she had risen too was quickly removed when her head landed on the ally. Her hair spread out on the surface like a face. The large bruise on Anya's face was already beginning to recover as the blood was reabsorbed into her system. Her tongue reached out to lick up the tiny trickles of blood that had come from her nostrils.
Pulling Anya behind him, the blonde man brought her to the back of the truck. As he tossed her leg down, her red leather pouch finally popped open. Amidst the glowing coils of rope came the Scarab. He leaned down and picked up both lasso and Bug. "Hey Dad, here," he said, tossing the golden amulet to Mayhem, as the older man finally came to and freed himself from the trash can. "I got something to do." He grinned. "You know, you're right, these bitches deserve everything they get. She kicked me right in the gonads!"
Mayhem winced and nodded. "Go ahead, fuck 'er all ya want. I don't know who she is, but she needs a good ass-reaming."
The son wrapped the lasso around one of Anya's wrists then bound it to one side of the truck's bumper. "Yeah," he said as he stepped over her and bound the other wrist to the opposite side of the bumper, leaving the unconscious girl face down, her upper body lifted off the ground. "Time to show this bitch!"
Anya's only reaction was to give a low moan from the pounding in her head. She struggled slightly but in her unconscious state all it did was make her rounded ass shake from side to side. Also to make her large breasts sway to the man's approving gaze. "Ahhhhhh...my headddddd...." she moaned again.
The blonde man kneeled down behind Anya. Pushing her calves apart with his knees, he reached a hand between her legs. Strong fingers began to massage the mound under the blue costume. He rubbed his middle finger along the slit beneath the costume, pausing for a moment to toy with the rising clit.
"Noooo....don'tttttt...." she moaned as the hidden patch of soft hair began to quickly get wet. Anya struggled both to wake up and to escape at the same time. Like all Amazon's she was vulnerable to the Curse that when aroused would strip her of her strength. Even in her befuddled state, she was aware enough of the need to get away. The bumper her wrists were tied to began to groan from the force of her tugs. Just as the man's hand began to feel the first touch of juice on the cloth.
"Look at this, I think she likes it!" he laughed. "Hey you, just relax," he ordered, without really realizing that the lasso around her wrists would force the Asian girl to obey him, "you're going to like this!"
As the command blasted into her head, Anya quickly stopped struggling and hung by her wrists. Suddenly she felt a meaty hand grab her chin and pull it upwards. Her violet eyes opened to see the face of Mayhem looking down at her. "Aw....hell..." she sighed as the blackness of her unconsciousness faded.
Mayhem's eyes narrowed as he looked at Anya's face closer. "She sure does look familiar... Those bracelets though, I bet this cunt's one of them fuckin' Amazon sluts. You fuck 'er like an animal, and she'll be beggin' fer more!"
Right at that moment Anya could've ripped out Mayhem's throat if she had been able to. While she might not care for many, if not most of her 'sisters', her mother was still proud to consider herself an Amazon. Insult them in this case was insulting her and Anya had been in many a fight defending her mother's honor.
The younger man's other hand grabbed a handful of the flexible costume right over Anya's tailbone and unceremoniously ripped it back towards him. He kept tearing pieces away, until her ass was naked down to the upper parts of her thighs. Before she knew what had happened, she felt a thick, warm, velvety object prodding at her asscrack.
Anya wanted to struggle but the lasso's command had forbidden her to do that. She wanted to protest but she knew that wouldn't help matters in this case either. On the contrary, it would probably just encourage him all the more. Unlike other Amazon's her age, Anya was no stranger to a man's cock. Since arriving in this word she had enjoyed several men and could understand why her mother fondly remembered her lovers. Taking them this way was one thing she hadn't tried and had no intention of either.
Leaving Anya's pussy alone as her costume hung from the puffy lips, the man reached around to grip Anya by her swaying breasts. Palming those heavy melons, Mayhem's son used them to pull Anya back as he began to force his dry, stiff cock between her firm, arched cheeks...
She gritted her teeth as he forced his way into her. Her muscles clenching at him as best she could to deny him passage. The feeling of those hand squeezing her soft breasts was distracting however and just encouraged the Curse to flow throughout her body all the more. A sign of it was the now steady droplets that came from her pussy. The sound of it hidden by the grunts from both of them. Him to enter her and hers to deny him that pleasure.
Mayhem wrenched Anya's face upwards so he could leer down at her. "Don't look so fuckin' tough now, do ya?" the old villain growled at the young Amazon. "Tell you what, just stop fightin' back there. You let him just fuck ya in the ass all he wants, got it?" He patted the growing bulge in his pants. "If ya start screamin', I'm gonna gag ya but good."
The new command forced her to relax the muscles that had been keeping the invader at bay. Anya's features scrunched up as she tried to disobey the order but she couldn't. A loud gasp came from her lips as he was able to get the tip of his cock past her now relaxed anus. If she hadn't been busy fighting the urge to exclaim her pain, Anya would've spit up at Mayhem's face.
As the Asian Amazon's struggles to keep him out ended, the blonde headed young man squeezed Anya's breasts, making the soft flesh bulge between his strong fingers. Using the heavy glands for leverage, he braced himself. "Yeah, she's gonna scream, Dad," he grinned as he drove the head of his shaft deep into the Amazon, splitting her ass wide.
"AHHHHHHHHHH!!!" Anya finally began to scream. The 'pop' she had felt when he had pushed the cock so deep was more then she could bear. Especially with the dryness of her ass and his cock providing such little lubrication. Before she could scream again, Mayhem's huge hand clamped down on to her mouth so that the sound was muted. His son steadily forced more and more of himself into the formerly virgin ass.
He trapped her nipples between his knuckles and ground the sensitive nub. He compressed her mounds to her chest as he pulled back on her, making her arms strain as the lasso slowly bent the steel bumper of the garbage truck.
The combination of what was happening to her nipples and the rape of her tight ass produced a combination of pleasure and pain that helped to make the Curse run wild. A steady dribble of juice flowed from her neglected pussy to form a puddle underneath her. The sounds of her agony and ecstasy were muted by Mayhem's hand across her mouth. Finally his son pushed the last bit of his cock into ass and held himself there. Enjoying the tight, hotness of her.
Releasing the Amazon's mouth, Mayhem quickly unbuckled his belt. A moment later, his wrist-thick cock bounced out of his pants and slapped onto Anya's shoulder until the tip passed through her tossed hair and poked into her ear. "Ever been skull fucked?" he laughed.
Anya looked up at him, her screams silent for a moment as she tried to catch her breath. If looks could kill then Mayhem would have been dead a thousand times right now. She tried to pull her head away from his cock the lasso around her wrists prevented that. "Nnnnn..noooo..." she finally answered him as the lasso had commanded. Suddenly Mayhem's son pushed forward against her ass and buried his cock deeper. "Ahhhhhhhhhhhh!!!" Anya groaned again.
Mayhem grinned darkly. "I warned ya," he said to Anya. Stepping over her so he straddled her shoulders, the tip of his long, slightly flaccid cock bounced against the top of her head as he bent his hips downward. Grabbing the half-Amazon girl by the hair on either side of her head, he twisted her face upwards until his growing shaft poked her in the eye.
The bumper of the truck groaned more as Mayhem rested his heavy body on it. Anya tried to twist her head to avoid the shaft but his hands were much too strong in her weakening condition. A series of low growls did come her throat as she tried to fight both them and the Curse that was roaring through her body.
"I'd skull fuck ya, but I figure I wouldn't do any damage to yer small little Amazon slut brain," Mayhem leered. He moved his hips down and bent Anya's head back farther, making her arms strained and stretched. "Open up, slut, yer gonna hafta do some major sucking."
Her mouth opened as she was commanded and Mayhem quickly shoved his cock in. The heavy, musky scent of him filled Anya's nostrils. She almost gagged from how deep Mayhem filled her throat but she resisted that urge. It felt like her mouth was crammed with him already but she could feel Mayhem growing ever larger and even more massive.
Behind Anya, grunting with the effort of plowing the Asian girl's dry channel, the blonde son started to move slowly back and forth, his thick cock forcing her ass cheeks to mold around the burning rod of flesh. He kept a tight grip on her breasts, using her tender melons to pull her back and ride the helpless Amazon.
Her grunts and moans of agony were muffled by the gag that Mayhem's cock was. She attempted not to move any more then she had to so as not to make it hurt even worse. The worst thing wasn't the ass reaming so much as his on her breasts. He was leaving bruises on the soft flesh that was hidden on the cloth but the sensations were erotic none the less.
"I think she likes this, Dad. I can feel her cum dripping down her thighs." He released Anya's breasts, allowing them to sway freely under her, her darkly colored red and blue costume torn in places around them. He gave Anya's outer ass cheek a slap, then gripped her hips tightly.
"Mmmmmmmmmm!" Anya groaned as it felt like his hand were trying to compress her pelvis together. She bucked slightly but was easily held in place by the father and son duo.
"Time to scream," he hissed behind Anya, as he used the tight hold on her hips to begin plunging his cock rapidly in and out of her red, abused hole.
And scream she did. Although with the huge cock deep in her throat the screams were quite reduced. Mayhem's son's cock quickly turned a bright from the coating of blood at the raw flesh of her ass.
Lost in his own rising passion as he plowed Anya from behind, the son kept thrusting into her ass. His hands gripped her hips tightly as he pounded into her, mercilessly raping her from behind.
It was only her Amazon discipline that kept her from bawling like a baby from the agony she felt. The pain was tremendous but was offset somewhat by how his heavy balls bounced of her clit. That and how her enlarged nipples rubbed against her suit raised the arousal factor in her battered body by a large degree.
Mayhem kept a tight hold on Anya's silken dark hair, pinning her face as he plunged his own shaft in and out of her mouth. Despite his growing years, Mayhem still had enough to stretch Anya's lips wide and drive into the young Amazon's throat. Ignoring the cries that only made his cock all the more excited, he kept at her, thrusting his glistening pole every deeper into her mouth. His heavy balls slapped against the underside of Anya's chin with every thrust.
She could taste some of his pre-cum as it leaked from the tip of his cock. The weakness of the Curse prevented Anya from gagging since it relaxed her muscles greatly. All she could do was take both cocks as deep as they wanted to shove into her.
He leaned down towards Anya. "Time ta cum, ya Amazon slut. Got it, I'm orderin' ya ta cum!"
The moment the command hit her ears, Anya's building orgasm exploded. "MMMMMMMMMMMMMMM!!!" she cried from around his cock. Her body spasming and jerking as she came hard and long and released the power of an Amazon in heat. The anus ring around Mayhem Jr's cock, tightened around his cock greatly. While her arms pulled at the bumper until it groaned from the stress.
Both men laughed at the muffled cries of the raped Amazon. They both ignored the sound of the metal bumper being bent by the straining girl. They also didn't hear the sound of her cum splishing onto the bricks of the alley as she hummed into Mayhem's cock.
Anya arched forwards as much as she could so that her breasts began to rip the uniform apart as they pushed out. The torn, over stressed fabric could no longer contain the mounds. They began to wobble more from not being confined. Feeling that help to extend her orgasm by just a little bit more.
"Fuuuuckkk..." he moaned at the feeling of her cries vibrating along his shaft buried in her face. His long cock matched Anya's vibrating cries by quivering in the back of her mouth. He pulled on her hair as his balls rose up against the underside of the young Amazon's chin.
The cock was shoved further down her throat while her head began to shake from how Mayhem jerked inside her mouth. She could feel his balls begin to throb as they started to fill his cock with his cum. Anya was very weak and nearly out of her mind from the orgasm they had made her feel but not totally. From deep within, she kept focused and concentrated there on her anger.
The blonde son behind Anya kept his own shaft buried in her ass, half of his length splitting her open painfully. He knew what was about to happen, and wanted to watch and enjoy.
With a ripping sound, the son tore the back of her outfit, ignoring the zipper, down to Anya's waist to expose her back. The pale skin was coated in sweat as showed her toned muscles as she shook in their grasp. She tried to pull her mouth from Mayhem's cock but his grasp was too strong.
With a deep groan, Mayhem's manhood exploded, firing his thick cum into Anya's throat. It struck her like white jet blasts. His balls rocked under her chin. She could feel the threads of hot jism pulsing down his cock to blow into her throat, filling her mouth quickly.
The stinky mass was swallowed quickly by her as the Curse triggered another orgasm. The sounds were cock off by the mass of cock that filled her mouth. Anya could barely get any air into her lungs but she was able to bend the bumper up more. Cracks formed in the metal as it went past its stress level.
"Yeah!" the son cheered. "Yeah, I think she came aga..a...aaaahhhhh..." he sighed as his own cock strained and released. His own thick seed punched into Anya's ass. He jabbed his penis deeper between her taut ass cheeks as he filled her rear with his cum, sending more of his seed than his aging father could have put into Anya's mouth.
The anus ring that he had penetrated clamped down on his invading cock with incredible pressure while Anya's mouth did the same on the cock there. For Mayhem, he got to feel a pair of sharp teeth puncture the skin of his cock. His blood began to mix with the traces of his seed that still lingered in her mouth.
"YAAAARRGHH!!!!" Mayhem roared. His fingers curled up in pain, tugging on Anya's dark hair. Unable to move because of the searing pain in his manhood, Mayhem held Anya's head in place.
As soon as she tasted the blood, Anya's tongue began to lap it up and made sure that she didn't miss a drop. Mayhem's powerful hands were on either side of her head but her teeth were buried in his cock. If he tried to pull her head off, her teeth would turn his beloved cock into hamburger.
"What?" the son barked in alarm. "Hey, don't you bite my Dad, you little bitch!" Pulling out the cock from Anya's ass with a soft 'pop', he lifted her hips higher.
Anya couldn't hear the commands of the son because of the roaring of her own heartbeat in her ears. Each drop of blood helping to rejuvenate her strength ever so slightly. The Curse may have taken away most of her powers but Anya was recovering at least a trace of them. The removal of the cock from her ass did help matters a little as well.
"Do it, now!" he ordered the Asian Amazon as he placed the tip of his manhood between her dripping lips. "Fuck it, you deserve this, like Dad said!"
Her hips bucked when he positioned himself against her. His hands on her hips easily held her in place. The movements did cause her teeth to sink just a tiny bit more into Mayhem which caused his roars to become even louder.
With a single, hard thrust, he drove the point of his stained manhood into Anya, piercing her puffy pussy like a log through soft mud. In a half second, it split Anya wide open and penetrated to the depths of her body. Her juices squished out from the intense pressure and rolled down the last two inches of his thick shaft until they dripped from his swaying testicles. The scent of a fucked, aroused, orgasming Amazon reached his nose, making his shaft all the harder as his fingers pulled at Anya's hip to force her pussy to take him deeper.
"Now leggo!"
Not because of his command but because she had to take a gasp of air did Anya finally let Mayhem's cock go from her mouth. "Ahhhhhhhhhhh!!!" she gasped as her tight walls stretched enough to take the son inside of her. Unlike the last time, there was no pain but extreme pleasure from his cock being in the right passage this time. Anya bucked and fought but she couldn't get him out of her. Her struggles just increased the pressure surrounding his cock.
Mayhem pulled out and leaped away from Anya as the lasso slipped from one end of the bending bumper. Totally forgetting the gasping Asian Amazon, the old villain stumbled away.
The arm that had been tied to it flopped to the ground as Anya hadn't the strength to try and free her other. If her violet eyes had been open she would've seen Mayhem leaning against the wall retching and holding his groin with both hands.
His son was enraged at the idea that this pathetic, orgasming Amazon had bitten his father. He did not know who she was, but he hated her for daring to do that to his beloved father.
Anya swallowed the last of the blood that Mayhem had left in her mouth. To her, it tasted like the finest wine and cleared her head slightly of the lust the Curse made her feel.
"You made a big mistake!" he roared at Anya as he slammed his cock into her sex with all the power of his body. His hips hammered into her ass, making her entire body bounce from the impact. His thick, long cock was buried into her sex, over and over, the thickness squeezing her Amazon juices down his and her thighs, staining the torn dark blue costume hanging from Anya's upper legs.
She was forced up against the dumptruck by the power of his thrusts. At the same time she gasp in pleasurable agony from his power. She hadn't met a man yet who could fuck her like this. Even as she tried to fight, part of her loved the feelings he caused inside of her.
"I have never killed, but today I'm going to rape you to death, you damned Amazon!" he raged at Anya. "Fucking cum, you whore!!"
"AWWWWWWW!!!" Anya screamed as she gave into the huge orgasm that had quickly built up in her battered body. The muscles of her pussy grabbing hold of the son with an incredible strength that might have injured an ordinary man. Even in throes of the passion, Anya's free arm made its way underneath her shaking body.
Not yet invading his raged mind, the sound of sirens were faintly growing in the distance, getting closer to the scene of the crime...
Her hand reached up to find the man's balls that were bouncing off her belly. It was hard to concentrate enough in the midst of her orgasm but Anya took hold of them. With all the strength she had left, she yanked down and twisted them at the same time. HARD!
Apparently Mayhem's son wasn't as vulnerable down there, or, as frightening as it was to Anya, Mayhem's son was even more powerful than his father. It didn't help that all of Anya's Amazon strength was gone, and what little blood she had swallowed wasn't enough to fully charge her other powers. The only reaction she got was a violent thrust into her taken body, burying his long, thick cock deep within her womb.
While it was still pleasurable, the force of him made her wince in some pain. Her body was pushed up more against the wrecked bumper until the slopes of her breasts almost lay upon it. His thrusts increased in power and speed until his hips moved in almost a blur. Anya's rounded ass proved to be a soft cushion for his thighs with each deep thrust.
"You're really wanting me to kill you, aren't you?" the blonde headed young man growled as he ruthlessly penetrated the helpless girl. Taking her by the sweaty black hair with one hand, he grabbed her wrist and pulled it away from his swaying testicles.
Anya's arm was almost pulled from its socket as Mayhem's son pulled it up and behind her body. The meaty palm sliding slightly on the gray metal of her bracelet. Her knees began to slip on the puddle of liquid that had formed under her body from his thrusts into her. The sounds of the slapping flesh almost drowned out the sounds of the approaching sirens.
Bending her back by her hair, he pushed himself as far as he could go inside Anya, leaving his bush to tickle her aching asshole. "Ready to cum again? How many can you take?"
Her eyes flashed open for a second and she gasped at feeling her stomach bulge from his cock. The gasp was the only answer Anya gave him though. She didn't have the breath in her lungs to create the words that he wanted to her. With her mouth open, she tried to draw in the air to cool her burning lungs.
Still agonizing from the biting of his dick, Mayhem had a hand cupping his injured member as he half-trotted, half-stumbled down the alley. "Come on! Da cops'll be here any minute! No tellin' what other cunts'll be with 'em!"
The son might have heard him, or he might have heard the sirens growing louder in the distance. If he did, he showed no signs of it. Instead, he pulled harder on Anya's hair and arm, bending her farther back as his balls started to twitch. "Here it comes, too bad you won't get any alimony after I impregnate you, you damned Amazon!"
"F...f...fuck you!!!" Anya answered through teeth that were as tightly clenched as the walls around his cock.
"NNGHHH!!" the blonde man roared as his cock exploded inside Anya's womb.
"Nnnnnhhhhhhhhhhh!!" she echoed with him as she came again at feeling the firehose like blasts inside of her. The force of him almost moving her forwards as the man held him tightly to his body and buried himself deeply within her womb.
"Come on!" Mayhem barked at his son, and instantly winced in pain from the effort.
His face twisted by his climax, the son forced himself to release Anya's hair. Dropping her arm as well, he let himself be relieved, filling her womb with his burning seed. "Just..just a minute Dad. I'm...I'm just giving this one the same treatment you gave dear old Mom," he grunted out.
Anya's face was equally twisted from her own climax then kept on rolling through her with each burst of him inside her. The hand that was still tied down had take hold of the lip of the bumper. In her spasms, she had twisted and bent the metal out of shape. Mayhem's son seemed to have an unending supply of his cum and he filled her until it escaped past his intruding cock to drip on to the ground.
As the sirens continued to get louder and louder, he wasn't able to ignore them any longer. Pulling out of Anya's sex, his still rigid cock spurted his seed across her back as he let her slump down. He stepped to Anya's side, where her wrist was still bound by her lasso to the bent bumper. Taking another handful of her damp, sweaty hair, he rubbed the wet silk over his sticky cock. Cleaning himself off, he tossed the ends of her hair back at Anya.
Her mouth was open as she gasped for air. At the same time her eyes were closed while she tried to deal with all the feelings running through her body at the moment. Anya tried to remember some of the mental discipline training her mother had given her once. She knew her daughter might have to deal with this kind of thing and wanted her prepared. Ever so slowly, Anya started to gather her scattered thoughts.
"Time to throw out the trash," he grinned as he untied Anya's wrist. Grabbing the Asian Amazon by the waist, he gave her a toss into the garbage truck.
Immediately she sank down into the paper and bags that filled the truck. Luckily for her, none of them burst under her slight weight. The smell however quickly filled her nostrils and acted like a stimulate to arouse her from the slightly groggy state the orgasms had placed her in. Even as she became more aware, Anya knew enough not to say anything to them.
"Get yer ass in gear!" yelled Mayhem from the end of the alley.
"But," the son hesitated as he started to gather up the lasso to take with him. "This thing could be worth tons!" He frowned and threw down the knotted rope. "Crap, I'm coming!"
The bags she was laying on rustled slightly as she pulled her limbs closer to her body. The son's struggles to free the rope covered the slight noise so he didn't know his victim was recovering.
Bursting into a trot, he never gave Anya a second look as he and Mayhem disappeared around the corner at the end of the alley.
As soon as the their heavy footsteps faded, Anya's head popped up over the lip of the opening. She could hear the sirens of the police cars getting louder as well. It sounded to her that they were going to the entrance gate of the mansion rather then where she was. Anya knew it would only be a matter of time before a cop came down to check this area. She did have a second of two to recover a bit more strength.
Suddenly her head perked up as her nostrils caught wind of something. Anya began digging in the bags of trash until she came to the one she was looking for. The plastic bag was no match even for her weak fingers and she pulled out her prize: a piece of uncooked steak that she pressed her bruised lips to. Her eyes glowed a little and her features changed a little as the smell of the meat filled her nose. She held it above her head and squeezed the meat so that the blood from it dripped down into her waiting mouth. It was stale and tasted terrible from what it had been laying in but the blood gave her some of the strength she would need at the moment.
Anya threw the drained piece of beef against the side of the truck and crawled towards the opening. Every muscle in her body ached as she lowered herself to the ground. The moment Anya let go she neatly fell to her knees but a quick grab on to the truck steadied herself. "What a fucking shitty night..." she growled as she sat on the bumper and untied her lasso from it.
It only took a few moments for her fingers to get the knot out and place the magical item on her lap. Anya leaned back against the truck and took a deep breath. She dared not close her eyes as she was totally exhausted at the moment and feared she might go to sleep. She just listened as the sirens of the police cars finally stopped at the front gate. From the shouts that came from there, it was clear that the guards weren't too happy for the law to be there.
"best get a moving..." Anya groaned as she stood up and started down the ally. She stuffed the lasso into the pouch and felt around for the tears in her uniform. "How did mom do that again... Oh yeah..." Bringing her wrists together in front of her breasts, a sudden ball of light flashed around her. When it faded, the uniform was back to its pristine state. The wearer wasn't however... "Damn my ass hurts..."