The Global Protectors – Their First Time
Lessee… This is my third Global Protector’s story, though for some odd reason it’s set before the first two. I just like the reverse foreshadowing effect, where I preview the next story with memories in the current one.
The Global Protectors and Dynamo are copyright Doctor Droid (www.superstories.net/droidzone), other characters and text are copyright Marcus Lycus. Although I’m using his characters, I haven’t really been coordinating closely with Doc Droid so if something does not fit the good doctor’s vision it’s my fault. Just assume this story happened on Earth 2 ? J
Any resemblance between characters in this story and any actual persons living or dead is purely coincidental.
Please e-mail me with any comments, questions or suggestions. Even a quick ‘good job’ is welcome. Remember, feedback leads to more stories!
Part 1: First Flight
One chilly spring afternoon in 2002, the media elite of Megapolis (the greatest metropolis in the World™) assembled on the ground of the World Peace Institute for an important announcement from the Global Protectors. This up-and-coming international superheroine group was just over a year old and had already captured hearts and minds (and criminals) around the world. Today they were about to add two new members!
On stage the senior members of the team were assembled: Maple Leaf from Canada, Tigress from Kenya, Valkyrie from Sweden, Rising Sun from Japan and La Sola from Argentina. Each woman was wearing her official costume, a spandex leotard in the colors of her nation’s flag, matching thigh-length high-heeled boots, half face masks covering the eyes and forehead and elbow-length gloves. They were all standing in the Global Protector’s trademark pose, hands on their hips, big smile, chest out, legs spread.
After posing for a few pictures, Maple Leaf, the Global Protector’s leader and spokeswoman, addressed the media. She fielded the usual questions about their mission to Indonesia, plans for a new HQ and Dynamo’s bank robberies but dodged questions about how exactly the new members were chosen ("I’m sorry but our recruiting and screening process must remain secret to protect our security").
Maple Leaf regretted having to dodge these questions but the real origin of the Global Protectors was their best-kept secret. In 2000 the great scientist Dr Boyd had invented a process to activate the latent psychic powers in humans. Unfortunately the process only worked on women, only worked when they were near death, and didn’t work all that often. Since each treatment cost over a million dollars it was hardly something they could try on every sick or injured person in the world. So they kept it a secret, fearful that if people knew about the process they might see it as some kind of miracle cure the GP were withholding. Or perhaps see the GPs are some sort of ghoulish undead. So Dr Boyd traveled the world seeking out worthy, heroic, candidates (since few people could be trusted with the awesome powers his treatment bestowed on them) and in the last few months he had been lucky enough to find two.
The first, Shannon O’Sullivan was an Irish college student who had foiled an IRA bombing but then been shot in revenge. The second, Robyn Barton from Australia had been on a camping a trip and discovered corrupt businessmen burying toxic waste in a wildlife preserve. She’d organized her friends in a daring attack and stopped them but had been critically injured in the process. Both of them had been subjected to Dr Boyd’s treatment and, fortunately, had been reborn with powers far beyond those of normal women.
Shannon had been tentatively codenamed Erin but the marketing department had squelched it saying it would remind people of the promiscuous movie character Erin Brockovich. They’d instead settled on ‘Shamrock’ the name was cute, Irish and wholesome so it had stuck over Shannon’s objections. Marketing had had a tougher time naming their Australian heroine. Robyn’s suggestion Waramurungundi (after an aboriginal mother-goddess) was a non-starter but no one could come up with anything that sounded Australian enough. Aussie Girl had been a temporary name until they came up with something later. But by the time they had to start printing the tee shirts no one had a better idea so they’d gone with it. And now they were stuck. At least Robyn seemed to like ‘Aussie Girl’ she said it made her sound spunky.
Whatever that means.
Maple Leaf stopped reminiscing and began her introductory speech. "Ladies and gentlemen of the news media, as you know the Global Protectors have a lot to be proud of…"
Hovering several hundred feet above them with the sun at their backs Shamrock and Aussie Girl waited impatiently for their cues. Along with their more overt superpowers of flight, super strength and limited invulnerability they also had improved senses. They had nothing superhuman like x-ray vision, but their eyes and ears were sharp enough to hear everything Maple Leaf said even from so far away.
At last, after several minutes of bragging about the team’s accomplishments Maple Leaf finally got to their cue…
"It gives me great pleasure to introduce our two newest members, from the Emerald Isle of Ireland comes SHAMROCK!" (the redheaded heroine swooped down and landed beside her) "and from Down Under I am proud to introduce" (she tried not to wince) "AUSSIE GIRL!" (the blond did several somersaults over the crowd took her place as well).
Maple Leaf was very happy, SNN and Wolfe International News were covering this live and all the networks would show highlights tonight. She felt like nothing could spoil her good mood. Until she caught a glimpse of Shamrock’s butt. That idiot! Was she actually trying to embarrass herself or was she really that dumb? But there was nothing she could do so she just bit her tongue and filed it away for later.
So for the next two hours the rookies showed off their skills juggling 500 pound steel balls, lifting cars and so forth until finally the press conference/circus ended and they could hit the showers.
The Global Protectors (minus their leader) started striping off their costumes in the World Peace Institute’s cramped locker room. It had been built as a gym for the Institute’s staff but the GP had been using it while the WPI served as their temporary headquarters. All of them could not wait until their new headquarters was finished in the fall.
For now though Shamrock was glad to finally unzip those damn boots. After two hours in them she felt like she could barely walk or bend her legs. Massaging her calves she asked La Sola "How do you guys stand these things?"
"Ah hermanita you’ll get used to them. But don’t worry, today you were so good, we have to celebrate, I have a date tonight but tomorrow I will take you out dancing!"
Dancing? Shamrock felt like she’d never walk again. "Um, sure…" She unzipped her costume and took off her bra feeling a bit inferior around La Sola’s epic chest.
"Tigress you can spare them tomorrow night I think?"
The African heroine strode out of the showers still wet and wearing nothing but a towel in her hair. "Of course. They have done quite well so far. In fact tomorrow morning I would like you two to come on a mission."
"A mission? Awesome!" Robyn cried, running dripping out of the showers. She grabbed Shannon from behind and cupped her bare breasts. "You and me! Idols of millions! Every girl wants to be us! Every guy wants us!" Shannon squealed and turned red with embarrassment. "Just think, all those hot guys out there looking at you, wanting to feel your tits! Damn this is the best!" She took to the air and spun around showering everyone as she dried off. They all laughed.
From the corner Valkyrie watched, wishing that had been her… wondering how long it would be until she could get home to her collection of titanium reinforced vibrators…
As the girls were laughing Maple Leaf entered, a stern look on her face. She turned to Shamrock and barked "I hope you’re happy after embarrassing yourself and the team on television!"
"Huh? What? Embarrassing-"
"You know what I mean young lady, going out in your costume with a fucking BRA AND PANTIES under it! The whole damn world just saw your panty lines, I hope you’re happy."
"But-"
"No buts! If you’d bothered to read your manual you would know we don’t wear anything under the uniform for just this reason. Don’t let it happen again."
Finally she stormed off to her office with its private shower.
"Don’t feel bad Shamrock" said Rising Sun giving her a little hug. "I did the same thing my whole first week. But really we don’t need them."
"Yeah mate" piped in Aussie Girl hovering above her "didn’t you read about it, we got superfirm breasts and a supertight ass to go with everything else! We can have Ben & Jerry’s for breakfast, lunch and dinner and never worry!" She laughed some more setting off friendly laughter from their new teammates.
Shamrock smiled, trying to ignore the butterflies in her stomach. A mission? Tomorrow? She just hoped she was ready.
The next morning Aussie Girl and Shamrock, flew over Megapolis alongside their mentor Tigress. They were pursuing a medium level villain with electrical powers named (not too surprisingly) Dynamo. He’d broken out of prison a few months ago and finally come out of hiding with a spree of bank robberies, hitting one or two a day. Tigress had figured he’d be a good test for her rookies and led them on a patrol over the city, ready to react to any incidents. So when he hit a bank just as it opened the three members of the Global Protectors were hot on his tail. As he flew towards the old warehouse district he was blissfully unaware of the heroines watching him.
"Fly higher Aussie Girl. Dynamo does not have the enhanced senses we do but he might still catch a glimpse of you. Shamrock try to keep the sun at your back. Remember, given time, his electric bolts can penetrate your psychokinetic fields and injure you, so try to avoid his blasts. Besides his electric powers, he is also stronger and tougher than an ordinary man, not at our level, but still formidable. And be careful about getting close to him, he has a powerful short ranged attack."
"No problem Tig, we saw the videos, this guy’s a loser." Aussie Girl reassured her as she flew rings around her teammates. Though she had only had her powers for a month the Australian youngster’s background in gymnastics and swimming made her the best flier among the GPs. Her brashness and confidence gave her the air of an experienced heroine even though she was just 18. Tigress worried that her confidence might be greater than her abilities and could get the young heroine into trouble.
"We’ll be careful Tigress." Shamrock threw in. "You’ve done a great job training us and I’m sure we can do this." She was almost as young as Aussie Girl, just 19, Shamrock’s idealism and optimism were welcome additions to the team. Lately, it seemed the team was more concerned with product endorsements and donations than doing good deeds. Unfortunately her insecurity and lack of confidence worried Tigress. Shamrock always tried her best but seemed almost as afraid of success as she was of failure. Almost as if she felt unworthy of her powers.
Still, despite her misgivings, Tigress was proud of her two new recruits. They had performed well in training and she looked forward to seeing them in action today.
Dynamo glanced behind again, he thought he’d seen something flying back there. Squinting he could just make out the sun shining off the spandex costumes.
"Fuck, it’s the Glorified Prostitutes!" And he was about to lead them back to his lair. Looking around he found a suitable distraction.
From above Tigress saw Dynamo unleash electric bolts at a nearby crane knocking loose tons of steel girders. "Stay here you two, I’ll handle that!" She dove at top speed to take care of the emergency; they’d have to catch up with Dynamo later.
"C’mon girl, he’s gonna get away!" Aussie Girl gracefully dove after Dynamo as he entered an abandoned warehouse.
"But…" Shamrock was already taking to empty air. Seeing no other choice she followed as best she could.
Glancing behind him Dynamo tried to figure out who the heck these two chicks were. He’d fought the Glorified Prostitutes before and he didn’t know these two. They must be the rookies they were taking about on TV. Fuck. The bitches sent rookies after him? He’d have to teach these chicks some fucking respect.
Landing, he ran through the warehouse till he reached a metal grate. Pulling it up he jumped into the sewer pipe under it. ‘Guess I’ll have to wash the costume’ he thought splashing through the knee-deep water.
Aussie Girl weaved through the obstacles in the warehouse catching sight of Dynamo’s costume. ‘Is he really trying to hide in a shinny blue spandex suit with lightning bolts on it?’ she wondered as he dropped out of sight. Without hesitation she followed him into the sewer pipe. The steel sewer pipe.
A moment later Shamrock followed.
Aussie Girl confronted Dynamo from thirty feet away. She deliberately assumed the Global Protectors’ trademark pose, hands on the hips, big smile, legs spread and told him "Drop the money and raise your hands. It’s all over." Smiling she thought how Tigress was gonna go crazy when she saw Aussie Girl had wrapped this up herself. Behind her Shamrock dropped in, landing in a crouch in the disgusting water
Looking defeated, Dynamo dropped the sacks of cash into the waste water and raised his hands to the top of the metal pipe. Then he grinned.
He channeled millions of volts of electricity through the pipe and the water right into the hapless heroines. Neither had time to cry out as their bodies convulsed and went rigid. Dynamo stopped after a few seconds when he was sure the girls were down. He looked at them sprawled in the muck, their chests heaving, limbs twitching their erect nipples poking through their wet spandex tops… Damn. His finger crackled with sparks as he thought about what he really wanted to do but… he knew Tigress was coming and there was no way that uberbitch would fall for this trick.
So he reached for the bags and found they’d been turned into piles of ash.
"Fucking cunts… you made me burn the fucking money."
Then he ran.
Back at the Global Protectors headquarters at the World Peace Institute the two rookies listened to Tigress’ reprimands.
"Why did you try to engage him yourself? Why did you do it in knee deep in water in a metal pipe? Did you want him to escape? Perhaps you would have preferred it if he had taken you two with him to do whatever he wanted? Was that your plan Aussie Girl?"
"No… no ma’am… I just thought…"
"No you did not. You did not think at all did you? You thought your powers made your unstoppable and did not bother to recall one thing I have taught you. You’re not ready yet are you? Should I send both of you home? Perhaps we had best forget your heroine careers entirely. Is that what you want?"
The rhetorical questions continued for some time until at last Tigress dismissed them commanding them to return at 5 the next morning for remedial combat training.
Flying back home Aussie Girl tried to cheer Shamrock up. "C’mon, girl, she doesn’t mean it, she’s just being harsh on us so we’ll learn. I know I fucked up but we’ll get him next time. Tell you what, y’know how La Sola was taking about hitting some clubs tonight to celebrate? What do you say we take her up on that?"
"But we have training tomorrow…"
"Shamrock, you’re still thinking like a normal. With our powers we only need to sleep what? 2-3 hours really. We can hit the clubs, be home by 2 and then see Tigress at 5. C’mon, you’ve been in America for a month now and what have you done? Gone to the mall? Let’s have some fun, we had a great debut yesterday, and we should celebrate!"
Worn down by her friend’s nagging Shamrock finally agreed to meet at Robyn’s place at eight for a night out.
Part 2: Girl’s Night Out
Shannon arrived at seven forty five wearing a white wool sweater, a heavy tweed skirt and low-heeled shoes. Despite her misgivings she was excited to be going out. ‘Robyn was right, I’m in America, I’m a superhero, I should enjoy life. You can’t imagine those famous heroes like Ultra Man or the Amazing Arachnid not going out on Friday night.’
Robyn opened the door in a ripped Faith No More tee shirt (exposing her belly button stud and showing that she very clearly not wearing a bra) and a miniskirt that was closer to a wide belt.
"Is that what you’re wearing!" they said simultaneously and then laughed. "Jesus, sweety, you look like my mom, let’s find you something you can really wear."
Robyn threw her arm around Shannon and led her into the luxury apartment. "First let me give you the grand tour, this is the living room, sorry about the folding chairs, the sofa set comes next week, I got that room for my guitar and stuff and that one’s gonna be my minigym when I save up for the equipment."
"Wow Robyn how are you paying for this?" Shannon asked thinking of her studio apartment on the west side.
"Oh I got my endorsement money this week, and samples check it out!" She spun around her skirt flying up to expose bright blue panties with white stars, a Union Jack and a T back. "Aussie Girl panties! They go on sale next week, too late for Valentines but there should be big sellers. It’s the same company that does La Sola’s lingerie line, she can put you in touch if you want, hey if you hurry they might have them in stores for St. Patty’s!"
"No I, I don’t think it’s my thing."
"The money’s real good, a lot more than you’ll get from the tee shirts and trading cards Shannon. But hey, if you’re happy. Now come on, we’re going to a club not the library, let’s get you looking sexy!"
So they spend the next hour trying on outfits, arguing, debating and finally Shamrock compromised on a loose green blouse with slit sleeves and tight black pants, but turned down Robyn’s offer of a thong.
La Sola (typically) did not show up till nine thirty, walking in wearing a tight blue dress and a pair of ‘La Sola’ panties (which she happily showed off to her teammates).
And so, after a few glasses of wine they climbed into Carmen Mendez (La Sola)’s Lincoln Navigator and headed for the 7 Heavens Club downtown.
"I heard you were up against Dynamo today. I wish I could have been there to get a piece of him."
"He, um, got away…"
"Don’t worry Shamrock, he’s un hombre muy malo. You did well just driving him away. Say" she asked, whispering "he didn’t do… it to you did he?"
"Huh?"
"What?"
"Oh didn’t Tigress tell you? He has this thing he does, he like, shocks a woman between the legs and she just, oh, just gets, wet and wants to do it, a lot."
"It?" Shannon asked.
Robyn’s face turned deadly serious. "She means sex Shamrock. And no, Tigress neglected to mention that little point."
"She said don’t let him get close."
"There’s a ton of difference between ‘Don’t let him get close’ and ‘Don’t let him fry your brains and make you his personal fuck toy!’ I would’ve like to have a bit more detail than she was giving. Geeze, we were just lying there, he could’ve done anything to us. Anything. Hey Carmen, did he ever try that on you?"
La Sola hesitated for a second, remembering the jailbreak. The feeling of Dynamo’s hand in her hair guiding her willing, drooling mouth to his member, wrapping her lips around it as his jolts made her come again and again… testing the limits of her superhuman endurance until he threw her into the cellblock where she had fucked every man she could find until hours later the National Guard had to drag her out as she cried for more… Maple Leaf had made sure it was kept out of the papers, of course. It had been horrible, yet it had been the most powerful experience she’d ever felt. It made her a bit wet just to think of it. But…
The older GPs had decided not to tell the rookies about the darker side of being a superheroine just yet. They wanted to make sure the girls were ready before telling them all the details of their adventures. She’d already said too much.
"Me? Of course not, but I, uh, read about it in his files. They say it’s very terrible, but… maybe a little… pleasant for the woman. All those orgasms again and again…" She licked her lips at the memory.
The two rookies were strangely subdued for the rest of the drive.
They finally pulled up to the club, the parking lot was already full and the music could be heard even in the SUV.
"OK girls, now give me your licenses."
Puzzled, the two rookies surrendered their drivers’ licenses to Carmen.
"Just like I thought." Carmen put the two cards in her purse and took out an envelope. "Before we go in, one for you, and one for you."
"But what’s wrong with my license?"
"Yours says you are 18, this one says you are 21. It’s an American thing, they do not want their youth to have fun so they make it illegal. Now we can go!"
Looking at their fake IDs Robyn and Shannon noticed "Kathy Ireland and Elle MacPherson?"
Carmen laughed, "don’t worry, no one looks at the names!"
"Couldn’t you at least name me after an actual Irish woman?"
Further objections were drowned out at the bouncers loudly welcomed Carmen to the club, waving her and her charges through with no more than a glance at their IDs. Going out the dance floor the force of the music hit them like a solid wall. Three different guys called out to Carmen and she immediately ran off to hug and kiss each one.
Robyn said something Shannon couldn’t catch.
"What?"
"I can’t hear you. What?"
"It’s too loud!"
"What?"
Finally Robyn grabbed her arm and led her towards a ladies room.
The lavatory was cramped with both of them (and they got some funny looks going in) but at least they could talk.
"Can you believe Carmen?"
"I didn’t know she knew so many men."
"That’s not it! Just dropping something like that on us. And Tigress, she couldn’t have told us about Dynamo before sending us off?"
"Actually she told us to stay put but you-"
"I mean can you imagine? Some villain scrambling your brains and fucking you in the sewer? Just ripping off your costume and sticking you? And I dunno if you saw Carmen’s face but I think there’s something there she’s not telling us-" then she noticed how upset Shannon was getting, the Irish girl looked scared, close to tears. "Oh look, I’m sorry, you OK?" Shannon was crying now.
"I-it’s just…"
"Shit Shannon, I’m sorry I’m just pissed off OK. Cheer up, that’s not gonna happen to us."
"Oh God, what if it does? I couldn’t bear it if that was my first time…"
"First time? You mean you’re…"
Shannon nodded.
"So, like, never?"
"Things, kinda, didn’t work out with my old boyfriend, and since then… Please don’t tell the others OK? Some of the girls at school used to tease me and…"
"Hey my lips are sealed. And about Dynamo, don’t worry, from now on we’re following momma Tigress’ orders and watching each others’ backs OK? Nothing’s gonna happen."
Shannon nodded and smiled. "We’ll watch out for each other."
"Now lets go out there, find ourselves two hot guys and have a- have a couple of drinks and dance a little."
Robyn hoped Shannon wouldn’t be too much of a wet fish tonight. She really wanted to hook up. She’d hadn’t had sex since getting her powers but she’d bet it was ten times better than before. Robyn wondered if she could ask Carmen about it, she seemed to enjoy herself….
And so after Shannon fixed her make-up, Robyn smoked a cigarette, Shannon redid her hair and Robyn splashed some cold water on her tits to make the nipples nice and erect they headed out again.
Despite losing the money Dino Morelli (AKA Dynamo) felt like celebrating. He’d gotten away clean (OK gotten away filthy) and taught the bimbos a little lesson. All that cause he’d planned an escape route like Uncle Rocky told him to. So he & his cousins headed for the club hoping to get some tail.
Frankie was the older one, he’d been to college and was taking care of the online part of Uncle Rocky’s little unlicensed pharmaceutical business. Vinnie was more of a talker and did a lot of the in-person sales. They were here on business but didn’t mind having a little fun.
‘Damn, look at that girl on the dance floor, hotter than fucking lava, and moving like nothing I’ve ever seen… Wait a sec!’ He squinted at the Latin brunette dancing with four guys at once ‘I know those tits, I know that ass, I should, I spent most of a day fucking them… that’s La Sola!’ She flashed her panties and that confirmed it. ‘Fucking La Sola, right here, and I can’t do anything. Damn. She is looking fine though.’
That’s when the other two gorgeous girls joined her, a redhead and a blond. ‘The blond has some nice moves but the redhead’s way too shy. But y’know, the blonde’s tits look pretty familiar too, wasn’t I looking at them poking out of a costume this afternoon, which means that redhead’s one of them too. Three Glorified Prostitutes, dancing twenty feet away… and two of them rookies.’
Dino knew this was his lucky day. He grabbed his cousins and whispered the plan.
Robyn was having an awesome time! She had to remember not to take off and fly around the room (she imagined the headline "Underage Heroine Blows Secret Identity at Club" Maple Leaf would have a fit). Now this cute Italian guy was grinding up against her, damn this guy really knew how to dance. She wondered how hard it would be to slip away from Carmen and Shannon for a bit of fun…
Shannon liked dancing, but she hated noise, she hated smoke, she hated crowds, still she was still having an OK time with her friends, now if this greasy Italian guy would just leave her alone…
Carmen was so proud of her little girls, she’d have to teach them to dance of course but they were having a good time and getting a lot of attention. It was so nice to have some more fun people on the team.
Finally Shannon convinced Robyn to head for a table, she needed to sit down and have some water or something. Robyn brought that guy she’d been dancing with and that guy who’d been trying to rub against Shannon followed too. So she tried to smile, hey, it was a club, she was here to have fun. They had some drinks. They yelled at each other for a while hearing every third word. The two guys were cousins, they came here a lot, they really liked Shannon and Robyn. The two girls kept to their cover story they were exchange students at Megapolis University (kind of true, they were taking some classes), new in town (true), and out for a good time (true for one of them).
Shannon started to feel a little strange, sort of sleepy but only in her head like when she had a head cold… So when Vinny (or was it Frankie?) said they should go outside for some fresh air she readily agreed. Air was nice. Frankie kept a gentle arm around her as they walked while Robyn couldn’t keep her tongue out of Vinny’s mouth.
From the dance floor Carmen noticed and smiled. It’s good the girls found some nice guys. Now she could focus on picking which of these guys was coming home with her.
Outside they walked up to a big white van and climbed in. Robyn practically tore off her top and pinned Vinny on the mattress on the floor. But Shannon just sat down on the bench staring blankly out the front window.
"So, um, Shannon, wanna, like, take off your shirt?"
"No, no thank you." She said pleasantly, still staring blankly.
"How about another drink?"
"OK"
She drank down the rum laced with Suggestum, the hot new date rape drug Vinny and Frankie were supposed to be selling tonight. It had been developed to help treat people under hypnosis but the underworld and horny frat boys had found another use for it. It would put the subject in a trace where they were much more open to suggestion than usual. The subject wouldn’t do something not in their nature (like kill someone) but for a loose girl at a dance club it was perfect. Except, even after the second dose, this girl wasn’t up for anything.
"Maybe we can, like, kiss a bit."
"No, no thank you."
From the back he could hear the blond going "oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah."
Frankie was ready to fucking rip the fucking Irish girl’s clothes right off when the door opened and Dino came in.
"OK guys, get them, oh just her I guess, dressed. Fun time’s over." He lightly shocked the two heroines putting them to sleep and they drove into the night.
Part 3: Fun Time’s Just Beginning
They pulled into the abandoned warehouse Uncle Rocky had turned into his Suggestum lab. Dino jumped out and ran up to Rocky to tell him the good news, but Uncle Rocky just cuffed him on the side of the head. "Wassamattawitchu! Stupid or something? You bring ‘em here and now what?"
"I, uh, fuck them all night?"
"Right and then?"
"I, uh, let them go?"
Rocky slapped him again. "You don’t think! Soon as Tigress or someone figures out they’re missing they’re gonna tear the city apart looking for them. You fuck ‘em, then and they’ll never stop looking for you. Look Dino, I love you but I got a business to protect here and I don’t need this kind of complication."
"Yeah, well you wuz happy to have me getting you the money to start this."
"Yeah there’s that."
"And geeze Uncle Rocky, you gotta see these two, they are so fucking hot."
"Yeah and that…"
"Come on…"
"OK, lock ‘em up in the basement. Let me think about it OK? Just let me think before they wake up."
Frankie and Vinny helped carry the two girls downstairs while Rocky heaped abuse on them ("I expect this kind of shit from him but my sons are supposed to have a fucking clue!"). Uncle Rocky figured the drugs would leave them too weak to break free but he put Dino on guard duty ("and keep your fucking hands to yourself!") just in case so he could shock them.
Dino had just handcuffed them to pipes in the utility room when the blond woke up. Her eyes went real wide when she saw Dino.
"Oh fuck." She groaned.
"Shut up bitch."
"What the fuck did you do to me, feel so weak."
"Shut the fuck up!"
"Aw Christ, you didn’t do anything to Shan-I mean Shamrock did you?"
"No, OK, no. Now shut the fuck up and go to sleep or something."
"Hey look, Dynamo, I got an idea for you OK. You leave my friend alone and you and me, we’ll do whatever you want. You don’t have to fry my brain or anything, I’ll do whatever you want and make sure you have a good time."
"Huh?"
"Leave Shamrock alone. Just let her sleep or whatever, don’t touch her or anything. And it’s you and me, all night."
"What the fuck?"
"You stupid or something? You and me fuck, you and her nothing."
"What some kind of trick?"
"No fucking trick, heroine’s honor and all that shit. I just don’t want her getting hurt y’know. Now do you want it or not?"
Dino thought about it for five or six seconds while the blond was rubbing his leg with her toes.
"Fuck yeah!"
He took her into the back room with an old cot and told her to strip. The Australian smiled and slowly peeled off her shirt from the shoulders down letting it make its way past her round breasts down her tight stomach to her thin waist. Then she pulled up her skirt, flashing her Aussie girl panties then spinning around and showing him the rear view. She slowly slid them down he long taunt legs, leaving the skirt on making her look like a naughty schoolgirl. Then she thrust her bare ass in his face. Dino leaned over and licked it.
Robyn was loving this, all she needed was a bit of time to get her strength back then she’d kick some ass. Besides she loved having boys in her hands like this. This loser was already sweating and panting, looking ready to shoot his load any second. She was already feeling a bit stronger when she cupped her breasts and climbed on top of him. He had to fumble for his fly while she sucked his tongue out of his mouth and tore open his shirt. By the time he whipped it out and slid it into her waiting hole, she was ready to really show him something.
Robyn smiled and said "get ready for a ride you’ll never forget" holding the bigger man between her thighs, she levitated upwards holding the two of them a few feet off the bed, then she spun them around pinning Dino against the ceiling. There was a reason she was considered the best flier in the Global Protectors. This wasn’t the one her teammates were thinking of but it should have been. Robyn wondered if any of the others had really explored these uses of their powers. Well Carmen maybe.
She controlled her flight carefully holding Dino against the ceiling with her hands and thighs while she moved up and down on his rod. The villain was barely speaking now just grunting. She started to speed up hoping to make him cum soon but no matter how fast she went he just kept going…
He looked up at her and smiled. "You’re good slut, but I don’t think you’re enjoying yourself as much as you could…" He lifted one hand to her sweaty forehead and another to her wet snatch and started sending current through.
Robyn cried out and came as soon as the first jolt hit her. She lost concentration and started to fall but now he was holding her in the air over the cot, running a gentle current through her body, exciting the pleasure centers, making her twitch and moan with ecstasy. This wasn’t how it was supposed to go, Robyn was supposed to wear him out and escape. And should would… Real soon.
He sent another jolt through her and she responded by showering his face with kisses.
Rocky Morelli headed to the basement, he had a plan now and maybe this would go down OK. Take the girls to the south side and find the Wulf Pak or some other gang, drug them up and have a party. After that, get them to forget about Dynamo (figure after a party with 30 gangbangers they’ll want to forget stuff), and make them think the gang grabbed them. The GPs will go after the gang and just maybe Rocky would get away with it. Heck, he could even get some video of the two girls on Suggestum and use it for promotion.
Now how come the lights are flickering?
Shannon’s eyes fluttered open and she found herself alone in a dirty basement handcuffed to a pipe. Her first instinct was to scream but she was able to stop herself. She was a superheroine, she had to be brave. She took some deep breaths to calm down and tried to break the cuffs. They seemed to give a little. She was weak from whatever they did to her (she remembered getting in a van, why had she done that?) but she just needed a minute or two…
Rocky opened the door and yelled! The redhead (what was her name? Captain Leprechaun? Irish Lass?) was free! And she was heading for him!
But Rocky hadn’t survived this long without learning to think fast.
"Oh thank God" he said hugging her like a lost friend. "I hoped you were OK!"
"Huh?" the confused heroine said to the stranger.
"You’re Shamrock right? The heroine they caught? I thought they might do something horrible to you."
"W-where are we? Who are you?"
"I’m a prisoner, like you."
"You’re a prisoner like me."
"Yeah, um, terrorists caught me when I tried to help you."
"Terrorists caught you when you tried to help me."
Rocky tired not to laugh at the poor girl. Frankie had said something about a double dose of Suggestum and it looked like Super Mic here was just as vulnerable as any other broad.
"Say you look really tired, really, really tired, exhausted."
The redhead leaned against the wall and started to pant.
"Your skin’s really hot too, you’re sweating."
The girl broke out in a sweat. She fell to her knees at his feet. Rocky couldn’t help but smile, Frankie was a smart kid but he had no idea how to use suggestion. He kneeled down and held her.
"Miss, you’re in bad shape, we’d better get that top off."
Shamrock nodded frantically allowing him to pull off her shirt.
Dynamo and Aussie Girl lay on the cot finally exhausted.
"That, that was mind-blowing. God, can you do that to any girl?"
"Yeah, pretty much, hell if I really want to I can totally send a girl over the top, man just make her go wild, so she’ll jump on anyone. Like that one time…" Dino remembered exactly who he was talking to and realized bragging about his night with La Sola would not be a good idea. To change the subject he gave the blond a squeeze and said "so, how set are you on this whole superheroine thing?"
"Hmm?"
"Well you’re just starting out right? Seems to me you could switch over and be a villain instead. Get to rob banks and stuff. You and me could do a whole Bonnie and Clyde thing. Do crimes all day and then do this all night."
Robyn actually thought about that for a few minutes. So far being a superheroine had gotten her electrocuted, drugged and kidnapped while hanging with a villain got her the fuck of a lifetime. But of course that meant hanging out with an asshole who gets his kicks electrocuting and drugging girls…
Dino threw in "look, whatever happens, you want a little rematch e-mail me at Dino-mo@Worldinternet.com. You don’t even have to change sides or nothing, we could just meet up and have some fun."
‘Yeah right’ Robyn thought ‘I’m gonna do that. Does this guy really think cause he can make me cum twelve or thirteen times I’m gonna want to see him again. And feel him and screw him and… Fuck it. I’ll remember the address but I won’t ever use it. Really.’
Seeing she wasn’t into it Dino started thinking about the other one. "So, what’s the deal with the redhead, how come you’re so worried about her?"
"Nothing, just y’know I don’t want anything happening to her cause she’s a virgin-‘ um, she’s a Virgo… and they’re like really high strung and stuff. Virgos."
"Virgo. Right."
Suddenly afraid, Robyn grabbed him saying "Hey! We had a deal right? You leave her alone OK!"
"Yeah, yeah, OK…"
"Promise?"
"I said yeah."
"So… ready for another go then?"
"Um, maybe later…"
"Later? What the-" Robyn was cut off when he shot a bolt into the blonde’s brain putting her right to sleep.
Dino got up and started getting dressed. "Fuck, a virgin superheroine. Fuck. They’re worth like… millions. Fuck." Dino was really glad he hadn’t touched her.
Rocky fondled the redhead’s breasts marveling how responsive she was and how her nipples blossomed and swelled like little pink flowers.
"Oh yes, yes, feels so much better…" the girl whispered
OK, he got this far with ‘let me massage your chest to help you breathe’, now he had to come up with some way to get her pants off. Something about her pussy looking wet?
His careful strategy was interrupted when the door opened and Dino came with the blond over his shoulder.
"It’s Dynamo!" the redhead yelled and jumped to her feet.
"Holy fuck!" Dino dropped the blond and shot a bolt into the redhead’s skull knocking her out and shocking his uncle.
"What the fuck!" he yelled holding his hand.
"Uncle Rocky, you didn’t touch her did you?"
"Fucking right I did! I was about to get her pants off!"
"But you didn’t? Uncle, listen to me, blondie here just told me she’s a virgin. A virgin superheroine."
Rocky dropped her like a poison snake.
"Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, help me get her shirt on. Jesus… why didn’t you fucking say something."
"Just found out."
"Damn. Get Frankie and Vinny. This is… shit, we could fucking retire on this."
It was almost four in the morning by then. They had the girls handcuffed and unconscious in two chairs in Rocky’s office along with Dynamo, Frankie and Vinny. The young helpless heroines were oblivious as their fates were being decided.
"OK" Frankie began "I did some checking online to see just what these two are worth." He took out some print-outs "First off we got Moon Princess and her four buddies the Sailor Princesses. Japanese heroines, went around fighting monsters and stuff till they pissed off the Yakuza. They got caught and were sold off for $220 million."
The others let out a low whistle.
"Now that’s high end, five girls, squeaky clean image, virgins, and that was fucking Japan, they’re all freaks out there anyway. Here in America a couple years back Ultra Woman got caught by the mob, she sold to some Arab sheik for $50 million. She ended up capturing him and escaping so I hope he got his money’s worth. But then again, that’s Ultra Woman and these are two rookies no one’s heard of. For newbie heroine auctions we have Blue Bird from Atlanta and the Red Fox from Dallas, they sold online for $9 million and $11 million and they didn’t even have their cherries. I contacted Doctor Droid, he’s done this kind of thing before, and he figures we can get $10 million for blondie, especially if we can get some videos of her in action, and maybe double that for the redhead."
The others started muttering as they tried to wrap their minds around those numbers.
"The one thing we really need is to get their costumes though. Otherwise we just got two nobodies. I guess they weren’t wearing them under their clothes huh?"
"Sorry Frankie, I checked pretty fucking carefully." Dynamo replied fondling Robyn’s breasts through the tee shirt. They all laughed. "Maybe at their apartments? If the rest of the GP haven’t noticed they’re missing…"
"I checked their wallets…" Rocky held up two drivers’ licenses. "We got here Kathy Ireland and Elle MacPherson, both of them living on 123 Fake Street. Somebody’s got a sense of humor. Lemee see if I can’t get if out of red here, we got ourselves a bit of a relationship going."
"OK Dad, so when we got them in costume, Doc Droid will send over some robots and set up the auction. He gets 20%, we get the rest risk-free. Says there’s no way to trace it to us."
"20% for him, OK. Then we get 20% each."
"Hey, uh, Uncle Rocky seeing as I’m the supervillain, maybe, y’know I should get a bit more…"
"Well, lessee, you catch the girls?"
"Not, me but…"
"We keeping them at your place?"
"No, but…"
"You was the one guarding redhead right, how’d that go?"
"Come on, that wasn’t…"
"You the one who burned the money yesterday?"
"Come on Uncle Rocky…"
"So I’m thinking 20% is fair. Now let’s get going, we’re gonna want to do this before the GP know they lost their freshman class."
Shamrock awoke again, feeling weak and drained. She was in a dirty alleyway sitting in a puddle. Her head hurt terribly and her mind was all fuzzy, like being drunk or something. She noticed with a start that the perverted old guy who’d been feeling her breasts (why did she let him do that? she couldn’t remember) was standing in front of her. She tried to get to her feet to smack him or something but could barely stand.
"Hey Shamrock, it took a while but I finally got you out, we’ve escaped, we’re free!"
"We’re free…"
"Yeah, now I got us a car, I’m gonna take you to your apartment OK, I need to take you to your apartment where you’ll be safe."
"Apartment… safe…"
"Plus we’ll get you your costume, you need it to fight the terrorists. Just trust me and you’ll be OK"
"Costume…trust…"
They got in the car and started driving. Rocky knew better than to ask for the girl’s name or address, no way she’d just say that. Superpeople were like obsessed with that whole secret identity thing. He’d get it out of her but it was like seducing a guy’s wife, you had to tease what you wanted out of her till she gave you what you wanted without even realizing it. Of course this was kind of dangerous. Using Suggestum always was risky, say the wrong thing and the girl will wake up. One wrong word and red might just snap out of it and he’d be alone in a car with an angry chick who can rip up tanks. But for $20 million, what the hell. Just in case he had a chloroform-soaked rag in his jacket, plus Dynamo and Vinny were following behind him.
"So, what neighborhood do you live in?"
"West side…"
"Oh that’s a nice area, OK, we’re going to go to the west side and go to your apartment and get your costume, just trust me and it’ll be OK."
"Apartment…trust…"
Shamrock felt better, she’d realized this old guy wasn’t a pervert he was helping her, he’d been helping her before, she could trust him. He was like her uncle or something. She put her arms around him and gave him a little kiss. She snuggled closer.
Rocky’s eyes went wide and he tried to focus on the $20 million, and not on the hot redhead hanging off him.
It was five thirty in the morning and the two rookies had not arrived. Tigress tried their communicators and then called their apartments. Again.
She knew that the two new heroines were not as mature and serious as the rest of the team but this was beyond acceptable. Maybe they really were so irresponsible as to neglect their training (in which case it was time to reconsider their membership) but it was also possible something had happened to them.
She remembered their plans and called La Sola.
Carmen Mendez muttered a curse and climbed out from under Mark and Elliot. She’d been woken up by the high-pitched whine of her Global Protector communicator, pitched a bit too high for normal humans but within the limits of her improved hearing. And loud enough to wake her up.
She wrapped a sheet around her magnificent body and stepped over Pat and Lucy. Retrieving her communicator from the closet she stepped into the bathroom for some privacy. Rubbing her eyes she said "yeah?"
"What? Yes we went to a club together. No, um, they left, well they left with two guys…"
Carmen held the communicator away from her ear as Tigress heaped abuse on her for letting the two rookies out of her sight. When the African heroine stopped for a breath she finally got a word in.
"What happened? Missing? Madre de dios. Yes, I’ll head for Aussie’s apartment, you check out Shamrock’s. I’ll stay in touch."
She fished out her costume and quickly changed hoping her guests would not catch her. She threw a coat into a shoulder bag and carefully flied up to the skylight. Silently opening and closing it she flew off as fast as she could, assuming that no one could see La Sola departing from Carmen Mendez’s apartment in the dawn twilight.
Flying across town she silently hoped that the girls had just stayed out too late and lost track of time, with any luck they were fine and just getting home now. Yes. That’s what would happen, because anything else was too terrible to think about.
Soon Carmen was at Robyn’s apartment building landing in an alley. She threw the long coat over her bright costume and headed into the lobby.
Parked outside Shamrock’s building Rocky finally coaxed the apartment number from her. He complimented her, saying how nice it looked but she said it was too small but Robyn had a nicer one. Guessing that Robyn meant blondie he asked where she lived and was rewarded with an address. Guess it’s time… he took out the rag and held it up to the redhead’s face for a few seconds. Her eyes went wide as she realized she’d been had but she only struggled a second or two before passing out. Waving Dino over he gave him blondie’s address and sent him off. He gave Vinny the redhead and told him to drive her back to the warehouse.
Taking out the keys he’d gotten from ‘Kathy Ireland’s" purse he headed upstairs.
Tigress finished looking around. Shamrock’s apartment was meticulously neat, her costume hanging in the closet, her bed unslept in. She sniffed the air and found no scents other than Shannon’s. Obviously the Irish girl had not been home.
She put her coat back on and headed into the hall, putting her set of keys in her pocket (the GP, naturally, kept copies of all their members’ keys for emergencies like this). Walking to the elevator she passed an older Italian man. For a second she thought she caught a whiff of Shamrock’s scent but dismissed it. No doubt it was some trace of her left in the hallway.
Rocky passed the tall black woman, giving her a good look. Damn she had a nice body, you could see it even under the trench coat. Once she was gone he put on some gloves and let himself in the apartment. He found the costume, boots and gloves easily enough, the redhead had just hung them in the closet next to her other clothes. Tossing them in a bag he noticed something solid was sewn into the left glove and felt it, some kind of radio or cell phone or something. He slipped it out of the lining and left it in the closet in case there was some kind of tracking device.
Whistling ‘we’re in the money’ he headed home.
Dynamo wasn’t as lucky.
He lost some time flying around trying to find the right address (what? You try and read street signs from the air!) finally finding the right place and landing on the roof. He regretted wearing the costume, it made it hard to walk around. He had to hang out on the fire stairs till the brown-haired girl stepped into an apartment. Hurrying down the hallway he got to the door and unlocked it with the keys from "Elle MacPherson", he never even noticed it was the same door the brown-haired girl used.
La Sola looked around. The place looked the same as it had last night. Clothes lying around, half-full wine glasses, cigarettes in the ashtrays. The bed was still made. She was upset, she’d been so sure she’d find her friends here safe and sound except for a bit of a hangover. Hearing the door open she turned "Robyn that you? I’m so glad you’re safe-"
It wasn’t Robyn.
The villain and heroine took a long look at each other, remembering what had happened last time, waiting for the other to make the first move.
After a few endless seconds La Sola charged screaming "you monster! Where are they? I’ll kill you!"
Shocked by her savagery Dynamo barely fired a blast in time to stop her. The top of her costume shredded, the Argentine heroine was sent flying backwards into Robyn’s new entertainment center.
Dynamo was about to follow up be was distracted for a second by the sight of La Sola’s breasts bouncing freely. He just stared for a few seconds remembering what it felt like to rub his dick between them. Catching her breath, Carmen grabbed the closest weapon (Robyn’s new TV as it happened) and tossed it at Dynamo, he dodged and ran for the balcony.
"Fuck this!" He jumped through the glass doors and took to the air firing a blast behind him. Sidestepping his blind shot, La Sola flew after him still screaming curses and threats. In the air Dynamo wasn’t nearly as fast or agile as the Global Protectors, she quickly caught his leg and spun him in the air. When she let go he flew into the neon cola sign on top of the building across the street. Groggy, Dynamo had only seconds before the blue and white clad heroine was on him. Desperately he fired every bit of electrical power into the sign causing it to light up brighter and brighter until it finally exploded like a flash bulb blinding La Sola for a minute. Blindly she smashed into the roof swinging her fists hoping to connect but by the time her vision cleared he was gone.
Cursing she called in to Tigress.
Part 4: Heroines for Sale
At the warehouse Dino met with his uncle.
"So let’s see here. Me and Vinny got the girl’s costume and got her back with no trouble. You got in a fight, so now the Glorified Prostitutes know we’re the ones who have their rookies, and didn’t even get the costume. That sound about right Dino?"
His nephew nodded.
"So now we got no costume for blondie, and the GP know who’s got them. The costume’s not such a big deal, Frankie bought one of her Aussie Girl souvenir tee shirts and that’ll have to do. But I talked to Doc Droid and he ain’t happy. He wants to move fast so we’re gonna sell them tonight. That means fewer bidders, less money and he wants a bigger cut. Figured you wouldn’t mind if we cut you to 10% huh?"
"Uh… no Uncle Rocky guess not."
"But hey we got till the afternoon to hang out. Why don’t you and blondie have another party, Vinny can tape it for the auction."
"I don’t really like to y’know, in front of a camera…"
"Yeah well I don’t really like to lose a couple million cause you messed up. Get down there, Vinny’s got it set up already."
It was eight when the five senior members of the Global Protectors finally met. La Sola wore a Global Protectors tee shirt over her ripped costume. Tigress, Rising Sun, Maple Leaf and Valkyrie were in costume and all looked deeply concerned.
The first hour of the meeting was consumed with accusations, apologies, regrets and tirades. Tigress reduced La Sola to tears with her harsh words while Maple Leaf seemed more concerned about keeping this out of the media than actually finding the missing girls. Rising Sun carried on about a plan to track them electronically but was ignored. This might have continued longer if Valkyrie had not finally yelled "ENOUGH! We can look at responsibility later, for now we have to find them before something happens." Chastised the other heroines began to work seriously on a plan.
Tigress and Valkyrie headed out to search the old warehouse district hoping to find some trace of Dynamo’s lair. Rising Sun headed for the lab to work on a device that could detect the girl’s psychokinetic fields. Maple Leaf headed for police headquarters to see what they could do while La Sola was left behind to coordinate their activities and help out as needed.
Aussie Girl woke up feeling very afraid. She was in another room, bigger, with lights all around and two video cameras on tripods. She was wearing her Aussie Girl brand panties and one of the new Aussie Girl tee shirts they were selling. And nothing else. Even the tee shirt was a girl’s size, too small and too short for her, it exposed her flat stomach and pierced belly button. Two pairs of handcuffs secured her wrists and ankles. She tried to sit up but her head still hurt from the drugs and shocks and she was much too weak to break loose. But even with her head hurting it didn’t take a lot of imagination to figure out what was coming next. She could just catch some conversation from beyond the lights.
"Yeah dad uses this to make some ads for the drugs…"
"Yup, a big dose while she was out…"
"I guess I can, never did in front of a camera though…"
"It’s not bad, and you got your mask…"
"Hey she’s up, let’s get going…"
Three men walked into the light, two were wearing ski masks and the third was all too familiar. Robyn unleashed a tidal wave of curses as Dynamo making the other two laugh.
"Look, blondie, look, shut up OK? We didn’t do nothing to the redhead OK, nothing, my word of honor."
"Let me talk to her!"
"Well you can’t talk to her cause right now she’s sleeping, hey Vin- I mean, you there, show her." A monitor came on showing Shamrock, still dressed, lying comfortably on a cot somewhere. "You see? All fine, sleeping like a baby. Now by tonight you and her will be out of here" (technically that was not a lie) "but we just want to make a video as sort of some insurance."
"The Global Protectors aren’t going to let you go. They’ll never stop looking for you."
"I know that, you know that, but let’s say you forget some details about this whole thing, anything like how the rooms looked and what we did and we won’t release the tape. Just tell them how you were unconscious the whole time. No one has to know what happened. That sound fair? Cause if it don’t, we can take your little friend and make a video with her instead."
For the first time Robyn realized what she’d gotten herself into. She thought she was being so smart, she had power over them but really she’d just put herself in their power. They could get her to do anything just by threatening Shannon. And there was nothing she could do.
"OK… fine." She muttered downcast.
"Good, good" Dynamo put on his skimask for the video and slipped on the bed behind her. He picked her up gently and put her on her knees facing the camera. "Now just read those cue cards he’s got there and try and sound natural OK? Just relax, and maybe you enjoy it." He ran a low current through her breasts making her shudder against her will. "OK ready, set, go."
Gulping Robyn looked at the first cue card and started to read, trying to keep the fear and despair out of her voice.
"Hello everyone, my name is Aussie Girl and I am a superheroine from the Global Protectors."
So far so good, she tried to ignore Dynamo pawing her breasts through the shirt. The guy put up the new card. "My, my measurements are 36D, 22, 34" (she noticed they’d exaggerated them a bit) "and I’m 21" (wrong again) "and I love to…" (she swallowed again) "I love to…" (Dynamo crushed her breast and gave her hair a nasty yank) "I love to take it up the ass from supervillians." She fought back a sob while the next card went up.
"Just, feeling, his hands on me, makes me so wet…" Dynamo pulled her legs apart and ran another low current through her pussy. A wet spot soon appeared to her humiliation.
She looked away and refused to even look at the next card till Dynamo whispered in her ear "you’re doing great, just remember you do your job and no one will even see this" she nodded and looked up but her mouth just hung open, unable to continue. Dynamo gave her a sharp shock making her cry out. "Remember your buddy" he whispered.
Finally Robyn continued "and, and I love having a dildo in my cunt, and in my ass, it feels so good."
Dynamo peeled off the soaked panties allowing the camera to get a close-up of her wide-open pussy. He rolled the tee shirt up as Frankie walked around with the camera catching her erect nipples. Her hands were squeezing so tight they drew blood and her breathing was ragged.
Robyn stopped thinking about that the cards said, just reading them as fast as they came up. The more she read the more voltage Dynamo pumped into her erogenous zones, the better she felt.
"Love to lick a villainess’ pussy…"
"Please whip me…"
"Make me your slave…"
Until finally the feelings building in her grew too strong and she twisted her head ramming her tongue into Dynamo’s surprised mouth. Her body convulsed as a massive orgasm overtook her. She twisted around knocking him to the bed and putting her wet crotch over his bulging cock. The cuffs on her arms and legs snapped and she tore open his pants practically crushing his hips as she wrapped her legs around them. Dynamo gave as good as he got pushing back against her and still stimulating her with more and more current. She screamed and shook when the second orgasm hit after only a minute or two.
Vinny gave up on the cue cards (too bad, they didn’t even get to the scat stuff) and did a few pelvic thrusts. Sweating and grunting Dino nodded to him. Vinny dropped his pants and charged in grabbing the surprised girl from behind and mauling her tits. She cried out in pleasure and turned to kiss him. He lowered his hands to her tight ass and felt around. Finding the tight spintcher he put in one finger then two. The crazed girl responded to the new sensations by thrusting her ass against him. He couldn’t wait any longer pushed his dick into the tight hole (luckily Vinny wasn’t all that well endowed or he’d have never fit).
One the sidelines Frankie waited for his cousin to shoot his load (getting a nice money shot). Then he put the camera on a tripod and jumped in.
Shamrock slept fitfully her drugged dreams rocked by visions of her breasts being molested or being betrayed and drugged.
When she finally awoke she found herself sitting in a folding chair in a cement room facing a camera and a policeman. Her mind still felt pretty cloudy and she couldn’t exactly remember how she got there. She sat there holding her head for a few minutes until the police officer finally asked her if she was OK.
"What happened?"
"We found you drugged in a car, there was some old man there but he ran when we came up. You’re Shamrock right? The superheroine? A lot of people have been looking for you."
"Oh my God, I have to contact the team, let them know I’m OK, and we have to find Aussie Girl." She started to rise to her feet but stumbled, the cop helped her back into her chair.
"It’s OK, Aussie Girl escaped and Maple Leaf is waiting outside for you. We just need to get a statement from you and you can go home to rest."
"Go home… rest."
The girl relaxed. Vinny adjusted his rented costume and turned on the camera. He was glad this was working, they’d been worried she’d recognize him from the club but the bad lighting in there, the drugs and the uniform he’d rented confused her. He took out a clipboard and the checklist they’d come up with.
"First a statement, just some simple questions to answer OK?"
"Answer questions…"
"Good. Now to the camera, tell me your name and a little about yourself."
"Can’t… name’s secret…"
"Of course it is. Just tell me your superheroine name then."
"My name is Shamrock… I wanted to be called Erin but they wouldn’t let me so I’m called Shamrock. I’m a member of the Global Protectors, I’m from Ireland."
"That’s good. Now how tall are you?"
"Five foot, seven inches."
"And how much do you weigh?"
"Do I have to…"
"Please, we need this information for your file."
"One fifteen, but I’m going to go on a diet…"
"That’s fine. Now what are your measurements?"
"Do you really…"
"We have to have accurate information. Don’t worry Shamrock this will go in a sealed police file and no one will see it. OK? This is required for all superheroines."
"OK, I guess… I’m 34C, 24", 34" I don’t really have a good body…"
"No, no that’s fine. Now for your contacts. Do you have any family in Megapolis?"
"No, all my family is in Ireland, my mom and my dad, and my four brothers and my two sisters and my aunt and…"
"That’s fine. What about close friends?"
"Just the girls on the team, I haven’t been here too long really…"
"Don’t worry. What about a boyfriend?"
"N-no. No one right now."
"Really? But you’re so pretty, I can’t believe that."
"It’s true… I never really had a boyfriend I guess…"
Paydirt! "Never? You’ve never been with a man?"
"No… I guess I never met the right boy…"
"So you’re a virgin then?" She turned red and hid her face. "Please say it, it’s important. For the police."
"Y-yes. I’m a virgin."
"Again please."
"I’m a virgin, I-I’ve never been with a man." She started to cry from embarrassment.
"Thank you that’s all we needed." He packed up the camera and headed out of the room.
"Can I g-go now? Please?"
"Just one minute…I’ll send in your teammates."
Rocky greeted his two new visitors. They looked like two regular guys if you ignore the blue skin and glowing yellow eyes.
"So you must be the uh, robots. Is Doctor Droid coming?"
"Fuck you asshole. Doctor Droid don’t make housecalls" The droid had a harsh Austrian accent, Doc Droid always had a good sense of humor. "Where the girls?"
"Um, downstairs, we’re making some videos with blondie and the virgin."
"Still virgin? No shit?"
"Oh yeah, you can check her out yourself. I’m just small potatoes man, I wouldn’t fuck with Doctor Droid." He led them down to the room.
Shamrock was still sitting quietly, eager to go but still confused and dizzy. She felt kind of bad saying all those private things to the cop, why had she done that? She was so confused. When the door opened she felt her heart leap, finally her teammates were here and everything would be OK!
But when she saw the two blue faced druids she screamed! She tried to get up and fight but one just grabbed her arms holding her from behind leaving her vulnerable to anything the other did. It pulled down her pants and inserted its fingers between her legs. She screamed and struggled but the iron grip of the two sophisticated androids was too strong for her in her weakened state.
"Yes, she is a virgin."
Shamrock froze, what? Oh no, they weren’t… they couldn’t…
"Put her in the costume."
As the robot began tearing off her clothes, she screamed again. They shredded the blouse exposing her ripe breasts to the inhuman gaze of the robots. The pants were gone in seconds too. For the first time in her life Shannon was naked before men. Or robots. Whichever. Both.
One held her arms out while the other took out her leotard.
"Where did you get that?" She remembered something about driving, telling her address, even kissing a guy… "Oh my God…" she wiggled an arm free and punched the first one but all she did was hurt her hand since her powers had not returned. The droid held up one hand and gas hit her in the face. She lost control of her muscles becoming limp as a ragdoll.
Limply she allowed the androids to dress her in her leotard, boots, gloves and even her mask. One of them brushed her hair and applied some make up. When they were done on held her up by the arms, forcing her into a parody of the Global Protectors’ trademark pose.
"The merchandise is ready."
At police headquarters Maple Leaf ran the gauntlet of gawking cops and detectives and headed for Lieutenant Mulligan, head of the Paranormal Crimes Unit. The bullet -headed detective was sitting behind his desk looking at pictures of Ultra Girl tied up with her own lasso. He quickly hid them away.
"Ah Maple Leaf, I was just looking at some old cases, what can I do for you?"
She closed the door and sat down, may as well get this over with. "I have a problem. Our two new members are missing, we believe Dynamo has them."
"I’ll send out an all-points bulletin and alert the mayor!" He slowly reached for the phone grinning at her.
She called his bluff taking his hand before he could dial. "Actually, we would prefer to keep this quiet, if people knew that their heroines could be beaten so easily… it would be terrible. We have to convey an image of invincibility to the public and to potential villains out there."
"Well you know that kind of thing is hard to keep under wraps. I mean, technically if I don’t report it I could be in a lot of trouble." He winked.
"I think we can come to some arrangement."
"Like we did last year with La Sola and that prison break."
Maple Leaf nodded, yup, she knew it was going to be exactly like that.
"We’d better discuss this in one of the interrogation rooms, there’s more privacy there."
They walked out of the office together and behind her back Mulligan winked at Sergeant Sharpe. As soon as they were out of sight several cops gave each other high-fives and headed downstairs after them.
The policeman and the heroine walked into the soundproof interrogation room and locked the door. Maple Leaf noted the one way mirror but figured she could count on Mulligan’s discretion. If this ever got out, she’d lose some dignity but he’d lose his wife and his job. He’d have to be an idiot to even think about telling anyone about their little arrangement. She clicked off her communicator (she sure wasn’t taking any calls while she was doing this) and put her hands on the prisoner’s chair and faced the mirror waiting for what would come next.
Mulligan slipped his wedding ring into his pocket and put his arms around her thin waist from behind. At 35 Maple Leaf was older than some of the other GPs but the Boyd Treatment kept her in peek physical condition, her body was tighter and her breasts firmer than most younger women. He whispered in her ear "you must be so worried, your rookies held hostage. Just think, some villain could be feeling their tits right now." His hands cupped her grapefruit-sized breasts and she faked a sigh and a moan. "He might be pulling off their costumes" he took the zipper in his teeth and pulled it slowly down. She slumped her shoulders letting the shoulder straps fall. Then she turned and kissed him gently. Despite her misgivings she was trying to relax and enjoy it. Hell, if Mulligan had asked her instead of pulling these stupid games she would’ve said yes. Besides, she was doing it for the good of the team. Without these little arrangements the Global Protectors could become the laughing stock of the world.
"Why he could even be fingering them like cheap little whores."
She squirmed a bit, she hated this part. Why can’t guys be happy with just foreplay and screwing? Who told them women like this perverted crap? HELL-LO! Those are my friends you’re fantasizing about you sick creep. But she painted a smile on her face and tried to think of Brad Pit or something. At least no one was watching.
Beyond the mirror Sergeant Sharpe ssshed the others again and made sure the camera was working. He knew the room was supposed to be soundproof but these chicks had improved hearing and stuff. No sense taking a chance. So he and the others watched quietly as their boss stuck the arrogant bitch from behind.
Mulligan could barely contain himself, this was only the third heroine he’d banged and only the second time with her. Working with these gorgeous, untouchable, stuck up, half-naked supergirls every day was a constant exercise in frustration for him. After twenty years on the PCU looking at their perfect tits and asses hanging out, it was about time he gotten his due. Some days he really envied the supervillains for getting so much of this primo tail.
But on days like this he liked being a cop just fine.
Part 5: Showtime!
Sitting in her cramped workshop in the basement of the World Peace Institute Rising Sun tried to figure out how to get her detector to work. She and Valkyrie had tried to build one before but never had any luck. Now she had to do it, two girls’ lives were riding on it. The problem was range. She had built detectors that worked within 20 meters (they were the basis of the security system at their new base) but the components she had could not handle enough power to detect heroines from farther away.
But there was one option she hadn’t tried. There were some underground websites where groups like Villainy eXtreme, TECC3000, and Doctor Droid auctioned off their surplus gear. Their stuff was much more advanced than the crap the WPI could afford and just might work. A while back she’d set up an account on one of those sites to buy the materials she needed for their communicators. Maybe she’d get lucky this time.
Scrolling through the auctions (Particle Beam Cannon-hardly used, Cold Fusion Batteries, Shrinking Ray-needs work) she didn’t see anything that might help. But then she saw…
Virgin and Whore Heroines! One Time Only!
Frankie smiled as he read the auction site. He had the video of Aussie Girl’s little ‘confessions’ up and Doctor Droid’s guys had uploaded video of Shamrock’s exam. Along with the live demo they had planned, they might just get the $30 million.
Bidders were already starting to log on to the secure system. He clicked on their profiles.
The Cult of Chaos, followers of the dark lord, seeking sacrifices to bring about his return. Cool, they’d be into a virgin.
The Hatch Corporation, some kind of dot-com with too much money.
The Global Pillagers, a mirror universe parallel group? What the hell does that mean?
Master Menace and Mistress Manacle, S&M themed villains.
The Cheerleader Revenge Front, a group of angry Goths out to humiliate and torture pretty girls.
The Government of North Korea, self-explanatory really.
Hi-No-Maru Corporation, a Japanese electronics consortium. Hey maybe $30 million was too low?
Caligula, a Roman themed villain.
Villainy eXtreme, a high-tech villain groups with a grudge against the GP.
Mr. X, no information available.
And Gangnet, some kind of international criminal group.
Not bad considering they had less than a day’s notice.
They were going to do a live video feed for the auction with Vinny narrating and Frankie on his laptop mixing the video and sound track. Dynamo was wearing a ski mask, tee shirt and jeans rather than his costume. His electric powers would be a vital part of the show but it would be even more impressive if no one knew about them. Hopefully they’d think the girls were so horny they were coming just from being touched. Besides, while the girls and the GP knew who was responsible there was no point advertising it to the buyers. The two droids would act as the cameras for the auction and Rocky was on another PC waiting for bids. They’d have a half-hour to impress the buyers and with any luck become millionaires.
Aussie Girl was unconscious still wearing the panties and tee shirt from her video. Most of the filth had been washed off but enough was left to keep up her designated ‘whore’ image. They’d also given her a thick coat of make-up. Robyn’s hands were chained above her and her legs were bound to a pole so that the metal pole ran between her legs and breasts.
Shamrock had been dressed in her costume and given some light make up. Her long red hair was tied back in a girlish ponytail and tied with a white ribbon. She’d been bound the same way as her blond teammate about ten feet away. Both girls had been knocked out by Doc Droid’s tranquilizer gas and given an extra dose of Suggestum. That along with Dynamo’s electric powers should ensure they put on a good show.
The minutes ticked by and then…
It was show time!
Back at the World Peace Institute Rising Sun, La Sola, Tigress and Valkyrie argued about what to do.
"Can’t you trace the signal?"
"The FBI has been trying to trace Doc Droid’s website for years, how am I supposed to do it in an afternoon?"
"Maple Leaf’s still not answering her communicator?"
"Are you serious about taking part in this… humiliation?"
"Do you see any other way to get them?"
"How much do we have?"
"I have $20 thousand in my Hi-No-Maru account, but that’s barely even the minimum bid."
"What about the headquarters building fund? Can we get money from there?"
"Only Maple Leaf can authorize that, try her communicator again."
"No luck, let me try calling police headquarters."
"Hello this is Sergeant Sharpe. Why yes she is here. She’s with Lieutenant Mulligan right now, I they’re um, in the interrogation room. Interrogating a suspect? I guess that’s a good assumption. No I can’t interrupt them in the interrogation room, but I can take a message."
Rising Sun considered the message she might leave. ‘Shamrock and Aussie Girl are about to be auctioned off on an underground website and we need you so we can use the building fund to buy them before some supervillain does’. "No, no message just tell her it is urgent, very, very urgent."
"Got it, I’ll let her know as soon as she’s done."
Smiling he hung up and turned back to watch Maple Leaf sucking his boss’ dick.
"Ladies and Gentlemen!" Vinny began "we have a special treat for you today, two, two, two, rookie heroines eager and bound to please. One is Aussie Girl, the wonder from down under, she’s a hard-core slut, eager to take as many hot dicks into her as she can…"
The droids panned up and down Aussie Girl’s athletic body doing close ups of her breasts rising and falling shallowly and her peacefully sleeping face. Frankie inserted the footage of her talking about sucking dicks and taking it up the ass in the corner of the screen, then going ahead to show her taking on all three of them at once. Then in the other corner he put in the footage he’d downloaded from the Global Protector’s website of her flying and posing in costume.
The first bids came in, a starting bid of $5million, then $6 million then $7. On the bottom of the screen Doctor Droid inserted his mandatory disclaimer "Heroines sold ‘as is’ customers are responsible for training and/or mind control." The bids slowed down a bit. Tony signaled Dynamo for his part.
"Look how responsive she is!" Dynamo moved behind her and (hidden from the camera) ran some current into her crotch making her squirm and push against the pole moaning softly. "Once a man touches her she can barely contain herself." The droids zoomed in on the wet spot appearing on her panties. Dynamo grabbed her crotch and tits and turned up the juice. Finally waking up, Aussie Girl took in the scene fast "You fucking cocksucker!" Frankie quickly killed her audio track, inserting sounds of her moaning from the earlier video. She pulled at the chains but could not budge them. "You lying shit, I’ll rip your fucking balls off-ah-ah-ah!" Her train of insults trailed off as the first orgasm rocked her, making her convulse and hump the pole like a dog in heat.
"Such a tiger! Can’t you see her on top of you?" Dynamo pulled up the tee shirt and pulled down the panties. "And look at the body, perfect in every way!"
The bids topped $15 million with the North Koreans and VX in the lead. And they hadn’t even shown the virgin yet. Tony stood up and signaled Dynamo to move on. The supervillain nodded, put a gag in Aussie Girl’s mouth, gave her a last shock for good luck and headed across the room.
"But that’s not all! We also have a white clad virgin, Shamrock, the Irish Maiden, untouched by men, pure, waiting for you to teach her the joy of sex."
The droids again panned over the poor helpless heroine showing her long legs, pert ass, thin waist and firm breasts. Frankie inserted the clip of her talking about never being with a man into the video feed. The buyers had all downloaded it but he figured a reminder couldn’t hurt. Sure enough the bids topped $20 million before the clip was over.
Mulligan buttoned his shirt while Maple Leaf picked her costume off the floor. "I’ll make sure the coast is clear, come up in a couple of minutes OK, then we can start looking for your little buddies."
ML found a paper towel and wiped her crotch a bit trying to make sure there’d be no wet spot when she put her costume on. Wearing spandex sure sucked sometimes.
After zipping up her red and white leotard she turned the communicator back on. It immediately buzzed an urgent signal. Activating it she got the story and ran out flying for the World Peace Institute without a word to the cops.
Watching her fly off Mulligan wondered what the heck that was about. She was the one so eager to get looking for her teammates. Maybe there never were any missing girls and she was just looking for an excuse? The more he thought about that idea the more he liked it. He strolled over to Sharpe’s desk to check out the video.
Finally arriving Maple Leaf got the details and saw the live feed from the auction.
"I won’t even ask what you were doing on this site. I don’t suppose you can trace-"
"Sure, give me three or four years."
"Right. What’s the bidding at?"
"$24 million, can we beat that?"
Maple Leaf thought wistfully for a minute about all the money she was about to lose and all the hard work she’d gone through to get it in the first place. But the Global Protectors name wouldn’t be worth spit if people heard two of them were sold as sex slaves.
"Shit. We have about $30 million left in the building fund. Give me a computer, I’ll transfer the funds."
"But just because she’s inexperienced don’t mean she’s not ready." Vinny signaled Dynamo for the next stage.
"Remember buyers, she’s been saving all her loving for you!"
Dynamo reached between her legs, once more using a weak current to stimulate the girl’s pleasure centers. She squirmed delightfully along the pole, her nipples blossomed and a low moan escaped her lips.
"Just one touch and she’s raring to go!"
Rocky smiled as the bids jumped to $35, then forty million. Most of the small fries had dropped out, now it was between the North Koreans, VX and the Global Pillagers. But he still had high hopes for the Jap corp. They hadn’t even bid yet. He waved to his favorite nephew for a bit more action, this redhead was gold!
Dynamo nodded and unzipped Shamrock’s costume. He couldn’t get the shoulder straps off with her hands tied above her but he could shift the spandex around and pop her breasts out. The insensible girl just moaned a bit more as he rubbed her perfect breasts building towards the first climax of her young life.
The droids closed in on the glazed look on her face and growing wet spot between her legs. Her hips began to unconsciously thrust against the cold metal pole, seeking fulfillment. Dynamo leaned over his lips close to hers. With half open eyes she leaned forward and kissed him.
The bids jumped to $53 million! VX had dropped out leaving just the Pillagers and the North Koreans competing for the two girls.
"OK, I’ve got approval, Rising Sun, tell me what account to transfer to."
"Don’t bother." The Japanese heroine sounded absolutely crushed. "We can’t match them. Even with the building fund, even if we use our operating budget, we just don’t have the money."
"Is there anything we can do?"
"Just keep watching and hope we get a clue who won them."
The others sank to their chairs in despair.
"I know one thing… whatever happens we’re going to get Dynamo."
The others nodded.
‘Holy fuck!’ Rocky thought. ‘$10 million for me, nice bit of change there. But… wouldn’t $20 million be even better?’ He waved Dynamo on for more.
Dynamo was feeling really, really good. Shamrock was thrusting her ass against him and wiggling under his fingers. Too bad she had to stay a virgin, maybe Doc Droid would let him have a last fling with blondie back there. Seeing Rocky’s wave he turned up the juice again.
Shamrock was feeling pretty good too. Really good. Better than a hot bath. Better than a good workout. Better than a soft bed with warm sheets. Even better than flying. The feelings were so good, and getting better and better and better and…
She cried out in joy drowning out Vinny’s comments. Above her the handcuffs ripped apart as her arms spasmed, the leg restraints broke as she twisted around jumping on Dynamo, wrapping those long legs around him and almost crushing his ribs with her arms.
Pinwheeling Dynamo fell to the ground. The redhead tore open her costume’s crotch and while her other hand reached into his jeans, pulling out his rock-hard dick.
Rocky screamed and ran at them screaming curses at his idiot nephew.
Frankie tried to kill the video but the droids wouldn’t let him.
Vinny just laughed and laughed.
Shamrock sighed with contentment as Dynamo entered her and began to gyrate atop him thoroughly enjoying her long-awaited orgasm. Rocky tried to pull her off, but the girl’s legs were just too strong. It wasn’t till she sighed contentedly and rested on top of Dynamo that he could get her off. By then it was far too late.
One by one the bidders withdrew their offers.
Livid, his face red Rocky shouted at the droids. "What the fuck? Can they do that?"
"Of course." The droids replied in unison. "The merchandise is no longer as advertised."
The bids dropped to $10 million, to $5 million until finally all that was left was a bid for $20 thousand from Hi-No-Maru.
The auction ended.
"We can try again can’t we? I mean she’s not a virgin but we can just start over!"
"The auction terms were set."
"So! Fucking break them! This is a special circumstance!"
"Doctor Droid will not endanger his good name for you."
"Crap."
"We will take possession and arrange delivery. Your $16 thousand will be delivered tomorrow. After that, you’d better relocate somewhere far away."
"I thought you said there was no way they could track us here?"
"Not thinking about the Global Protectors, worry about Doctor Droid. The Doctor planned to make more than $4 thousand tonight."
Two figures in trench coats approached the black van in the alleyway. As promised the van was unlocked, the keys in the ignition and two sleeping heroines in the back.
La Sola took the wheel and started driving towards the World Peace Institute while Valkyrie took a look at them. Other than the… incident, they’d seen on the web the two were uninjured. Rising Sun, Tigress and Maple Leaf flew overhead keeping a watchful eye for any tricks.
Once they were back, Valkyrie had the girls put in her lab. With doctorates in psychology and superhuman biology she was in the best position to examine the two rookies. Val needed only a few minutes to confirm they were physically OK. With their limited invulnerability and rapid healing it was almost impossible to hurt a heroine. Physically that is.
But what about emotionally? Would they even be able to continue after this disastrous first case? Would they even want to? Valkyrie understood there was more to be done if these two were to be saved. From her small safe she took out a sample of Suggestum, a psychoactive drug she had been investigating it. She gave her two teammates a large dose and began…
"Dynamo’s powers must have scrambled your memories…"
"Dynamo’s powers must have scrambled my memories…" they repeated in stereo.
The next day the team welcomed back their rookie members. The older members had heard how Dynamo’s electric powers must have scrambled their memories so they congratulated them on bearing up so well as prisoners but left out the details.
Though some of her memories were hazy (Shamrock remembered almost nothing), for some reason Aussie Girl could remember her first night with Dynamo in perfect detail.
Including one critical piece of information she had plans for.
Epilogue 1
Two weeks later Dino Morelli, AKA Dynamo got off a plane in Miami and headed for the Plaza Hotel. He wasn’t in good shape. Uncle Rocky had left town and not even told him where he was going. So he’d had to leave town in a fucking Greyhound after getting his money from Doc Droid. He’d been on the run from Doc Droid and the GP for a week and a half when he finally checked his e-mail.
Hey Clyde, can’t get U out of my mind esp UR hot hot body inside me. If you still want me to be UR Bonnie be at the Miami Plaza Hotel 10am on Sat. C’ya L8er!
Aussie Girl
xxxoooxxx
A picture was enclosed.
He’d thought about this one for a while. Looked a lot like a trap but… how he could turn it down? And if it was a trap… well he’d handled the Glorified Prostitutes before. Maybe this time he could bang a couple of them at once.
So he’d knocked over some liquor stores and gas stations (keeping a low profile) to get airfare and here he was. He showed up at eight to check the place out, he figured he knew the GP well enough by now to spot them even outside their costumes. No sign of them or anyone who looked like a cop.
So he got a paper and sat down to wait.
Sometime around 10:30 blondie came out of the elevator and started walking towards him. He stood up, ready to run if this was a trick. But she was wearing a sun hat, sunglasses, an ‘Aussie Girl’ camisole (with nothing under it) and a sarong, she didn’t look ready for a fight. She came up to him gave him a hug and rubbed her bare leg between his thighs.
"Didn’t think you’d make it big guy. Come on upstairs."
What could he say?
In the elevator Aussie Girl turned a bit colder. "Here’s the deal, the room’s neutral territory. We go in, we have some fun. And when we’re finished we’re finished. This never happened and we’re enemies again."
"Huh?"
"Look, we’re gonna have a good time today but don’t think this is permanent OK? Soon as we walk out of there it’s over."
"Um, OK. Guess I made a pretty nice impression huh?" He grabbed her ass, he didn’t feel any panties. How’d you two get away from the Japs anyhow?"
"Y’know, that whole thing where you sold me as a sex slave probably isn’t the best subject to bring up right now."
"Uh, right."
They rode the rest of the way in silence.
Dynamo started to feel a bit uncomfortable and suspicious. He hung back as the blond opened the door half expecting to see Tigress’ fist coming at him. But the room was empty except for the bottles of Champaign, the rose petals and the silk sheets on the bed.
Dino closed the door behind him and smiled. Blondie turned to say something else but he was already firing a bolt into her body, she just shook and moaned as he took her in his strong arms and started pulling up the sarong. Sure enough she had nothing on underneath…
By around four Dynamo was exhausted. They’d wrecked the bed, reducing it to splinters and springs and done a number on the walls too. He was amazed the neighbors hadn’t complained (he had no way of knowing Robyn has rented out the rooms above, below and next to theirs). The blond was lying on the floor clutching a pillow about the size of Dino’s torso. He’d almost made it to the door when Aussie Girl grabbed him from behind and pulled him back in.
By around nine Dynamo could barely walk. He waited till the blond was in the shower (he’d promised to meet her in a couple of minutes) and then sneaked out. He’d almost made it to the elevator when he felt a hand on his weary shoulder. He turned to finally tell blondie he was done but she wasn’t the one behind him.
La Sola’s punch sent him flying down the hall into the potted plant at the end. He tried to gather the strength for an electric blast but nothing came out. He tied to run but could barely hobble towards the fire stairs. La Sola caught him easily pinning his arms and lifting him off his feet.
Dino tried to protest claiming she had the wrong guy but she just carried him like a sack of potatoes back towards the room. Aussie Girl came out wearing her costume.
"Hey big guy, guess what? You’re out of neutral territory."
Her first punch broke his nose. Then La Sola dropped him and they started with the kicks.
When we was safely unconscious La Sola asked "So, how exactly did you wear him out?"
"I, um, took him on earlier offer, y’know."
La Sola looked at the room and smiled "so how was he?"
She blushed a little "Just, amazing. It was like… wow. Say do you think he’ll get conjugal visits in jail?"
"We’ll have to look into it."
The two of them laughed as they took Dynamo off to jail.
Epilogue 2
Rocky Morelli was not happy. Relocating to Atlanta and starting the business over had almost bankrupted him. And watching over his shoulder for the Glorified Prostitutes and Doc Droid wasn’t too good for his health either. All this because his stupid nephew couldn’t keep his fly zipped.
About the only good thing to come out of it was that he now had the secret IDs of two heroines and as far as he could tell the info was good. Frankie had done some poking around and found that Shannon O’Sullivan and Robyn Barton (he’d gotten the names from the names on the apartments) were their real names and both had families back home. He figured he’d wait a year or two till the girls were established and had a nice bunch of rich enemies. Then he could sell the info online.
But that was a story for another time.