I'm happy to announce writer Ginny38 has expanded the League of Superheroine's story to Africa. The story below
takes place between Ursula Wolfe's conquest of Hope and the fall of Glory.
As always any feedback is much appreciated !
RETURNING CHARACTERS APPEARING IN THIS CHAPTER:
Liberty - Charlotte Mckinney.
Cassandra Vain - Jeri Ryan.
Ursula Wolfe - Kim Kardashian.
NEW CHARACTERS FOR THIS CHAPTER:
Faith – Beyonce. League of Superheroines member watching over Africa and head of the “Jungle Force” patrol.
Gaia – Tyra Banks. The non-Amazon Commander of Faith's “Jungle Force”.
Victoria Eve - Charlize Theron. The ruthless head of a blood diamond & industrial cartel.
Ruby – Nicki Minaj. Victoria's “right hand henchwoman” and administrative assistant.
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(PART 2 OF 2)
After Victoria captured Gaia, the leader of the Jungle Patrol, she arranged for the President to host a gala celebration at the Presidential Palace where he would present Superheroine Faith with the country's highest honor, The Palme D'Or, in recognition of her efforts to protect African wildlife and the environment.
Aside from Victoria, Ruby and the President, no one else knew that Gaia had been subdued and captured by Victoria Eve, then confined to a cell in her headquarters where her “assistant” Ruby went to work. Ruby had access to the latest techniques for breaking a person's will and went about her task with single-minded devotion to her duty.
Gaia was bound hand and foot in a bed and for three days was injected with various resistance weakening drugs. Ruby bombarded Gaia with subliminal instructions to her brain thru earphones and by the end of her sixth day of imprisonment, Gaia was no longer the hardy, strong-willed, woman Victoria had faced in the jungle. She was no longer resisting; compliant, unable to muster any thought of resistance to any instruction Ruby gave her.
To further ensure Gaia's full and complete obedience, Ruby pierced Gaia's clitoral hood with a metal rod to which she attached electrodes she could activate remotely. They were powered by two small, but powerful, lithium batteries strapped to Gaia's upper thighs near her groin. (To ensure the batteries stayed in place, Gaia's hands were always bound, or cuffed, behind her back during her sessions).
It only took three or four strong shocks to her “privates” - reinforced by the subliminal instructions from her earphones - before Gaia was submissive to Ruby and Victoria and seemed eager to please. For her own enjoyment, Ruby put Gaia through a rigorous program of sexual subservience to test her training before turning her over to Victoria for the 'big show' at the Presidential Palace.
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The award ceremony was held in the Ceremonial Hall of the Palace, and Victoria Eve was resplendent in a champagne color, off-the-shoulder, floor length, Yves St. Laurent gown she'd had customized to show off her newly muscular physique. In the ten days since her first dose of Ursula's serum, Victoria had added twenty five pounds of muscle, increasing her weight to a solid 150 from her usually trim and taut, 125 pounds. A welcome - though unexpected – additional benefit was that her bosom had grown a full cup size, from 36B to 38C!
“You look like a new woman,” President M'bobo whispered in Victoria's ear as he slipped an arm around her waist. “Please tell me you will share your new body with me later. I'd be devastated if you refused me,” he leered.
Victoria slid away, turned and glared. “You had better worry about your wife, Mr. President. If she hears you talk like that, she just may cut off something in the middle of the night you value even more highly than your office.” She smiled as he winced and his hand covered his groin.
“You are a witch!” he hissed to her. “That is not a funny joke.”
“I wasn't joking,” Victoria said gaily. “You put your hands on me again, the First Lady might get a phone call from 'a friend' late one night telling her what you're up to. I know I'm not the first woman you've propositioned...”
“But you're the first who turned me down,” he pouted. “You wound my pride.”
“You'll get over it,” she laughed. “There are many other fish in the sea.”
Victoria turned and headed across the room to join the Minister of the Interior who was going to give her the permits her company needed to start her new mining operation in the interior along a stretch of river long closed to mining. As part of the “search” for Gaia, Victoria had bribed the President to send two of his helicopters – which Victoria outfitted with state-of-the-art mapping equipment. As they were crisscrossing the countryside searching, they were also looking for the most likely places to mine more of her diamonds. Earlier today, quite unexpectedly, the prime parcel she'd identified was made available and her company snapped it up before anyone else knew it was on the market. Of course, the Interior Minister's Swiss bank account had grown substantially as a result!
Putting the signed contract in her purse, Victoria took a glass of French Champagne from a passing waiter and sipped as she studied the crowd milling about waiting for the ceremony to begin. A sudden bustle of activity drew her eye to the front and she caught her breath, her heart racing, as Faith come striding through the doorway. Victoria was a bit surprised that Faith arrived alone, but then realized Faith wouldn't have taken any of her Jungle Patrol off the search for their missing leader, Gaia.
Faith was wearing a traditional Amazon tunic, her right shoulder bare, the bodice falling loosely down across her bosom from left shoulder to right hip drawn in by a golden leather belt tied in front to give the Amazon heroine an distinctly hourglass shape. The belt helped the soft cloth emphasize her firm, full, breasts which – Victoria noted with a flash of jealousy – didn't need support. The short, mid-thigh skirt swished from side to side as Faith strode across the room, her tawny, muscular, thighs rippling beneath it with every step. Their eyes met and Faith's flashed angrily as she saw Victoria standing tall and haughty, sipping imported Champagne while millions of Faith's countrymen struggled to exist.
“I'm surprised you showed up,” Victoria purred cattily. “I thought you'd be out beating the bush with the rest of the natives looking for your girlfriend,” she sneered as she spoke the oft repeated rumor that Faith and Gaia were more than “friends.” Victoria was excited and pleased to see the sudden bloom of a crimson blush on Faith's cheeks at the accusation, a rumor Victoria had learned from Ruby that Gaia had not only confirmed, but had proven to Ruby's satisfaction during her 'debriefing.'
“I'm not surprised you are here,” Faith said thru clenched teeth. “Or were you dropping off another bribe to the President's cronies? I've heard your minions did all the heavy lifting for you.” Now it was Faith's turn to feel satisfaction as the implied accusation that Victoria was too spoiled to do real work herself made the blonde redden with anger.
Before they could take the matter further, President M'bobo and his First Lady Angelique - native born, but formerly a runway model in Paris - arrived to greet their honoree. “I am pleased you were able to join us,” he said with the smooth delivery of a practiced political liar. “I know you must be worried about your luh....” he almost said 'lover' but caught himself in time to finish, “...comrade in arms. We all pray for her safe return.”
“Thank you Mr. President,” Faith said. “I appreciate this honor, and I am grateful for the Presidential helicopters you loaned to assist our search. They proved invaluable in greatly expanding our search area. Now, if you'll pardon me, I want to take a few minutes before the ceremony to circulate and shake the hands of your supporters who have sent assistance to aid us. Is there time before the broadcast?” she asked.
“Oh surely. We will not begin for another half hour,” President M'bobo said. “And it won't take long for me to hang the decoration around your beautiful, smooth, neck,” he leered, his eyes straying well south of her 'neck' as he ogled the proud, firm, breasts whose dark nipples tented her lightweight dress.
The First Lady, ever vigilant of her husband's roving eye, elbowed him in the ribs and took Faith's elbow, leading her away from the lecherous older President. “Come, I want to introduce you to some important members of the loyal opposition,” she said. “They are strong supporters of my conservation initiative and the proposed program to educate our young girls - which, sadly, is bogged down in the lower house. Unless I can change the President's mind, it may never see light of day.”
As they disappeared into the crowd, President M'bobo took Victoria's hand and told her, “I want to see this Gaia. Where is she? I'm told she's quite lovely...for an older woman.”
Victoria knew President M'bobo preferred his women young - the younger the better. His wife... she couldn't remember if the current First Lady was wife number four or five... was thirty-five years younger than the sixty-three year old former Army General, now in his fourth term. Gaia, in her forties, wouldn't have interested him but for two things:
a) her role as head of Faith's Jungle Patrol, which had frustrated he and Victoria's plans to pillage the country' natural resources for their own profit; and
b) she was Faith's lover! The President had frequently taken (sometimes willingly, usually against their will) the wives, sisters or daughters of a political opponents as a way to show his power. Victoria assumed his interest in Gaia was similarly motivated...but didn't care.
“Ruby has Gaia upstairs in the Presidential Library,” Victoria told him. “I'll spring her on Faith as a surprise in the middle of her acceptance speech. I want to see the look on her face when I bring her out on a leash. Ruby is having a lot of fun with Gaia, she won't be pleased if you interfere with it. Still, come, I'll give you a preview,” Victoria said as they took the elevator to the second floor.
The President was stunned when, opening the door to his private library, he saw Ruby sitting with her feet up on his desk. He was about to protest when he saw a dark head moving up and down between the little woman's wide-spread legs. As he walked around the desk, he stopped and stared when he saw it was Gaia on her knees licking Ruby as if she really meant it!
He turned to Victoria and gasped, “Can that slut be the fearsome warrior Gaia?”
Victoria smiled and nodded, “Ruby is a treasure beyond price, Mr. President. She's done wonders with her in a very short time. Give her another three or four months and there's no telling what miracles she might produce.”
“Show me!” President M'bobo gasped, his hands unconsciously fumbling at the front of his trousers as he gaped at the nearly naked buxom black beauty on her knees.
Victoria smiled. “Gaia!” she snapped abruptly. “Come here to me.”
Gaia looked up and ran her pink tongue slowly over her upper lip and then, smacking her lips, she stood and walked over to stand before Victoria. Nervously, Victoria touched a sparkling diamond encrusted pendant she wore on her neck. “Nobody told you to stand! On your knees, bitch!” she growled.
When Gaia hesitated, Victoria touched a small button on the back of the pendant. Gaia let out a cry of pain as she dropped to her knees, her head bowed. With her hands cuffed behind her back, her body jerking and spasming as she squirmed and writhed until Victoria released the button.
“As you can see,” Victoria told the President proudly, “she's still in the early stages of training. Still, with a little more time and attention from Ruby, I think you'll see her make real progress. Remember, this is only day ten.”
“I want her,” President M'bobo sighed. “I want her right now.”
“Well, you can't have her,” Victoria said. “I've too much invested in this project for you to, literally, fuck it up letting your libido get in the way of my plans. Remember whose money keeps you in office,” she threatened. “Besides, how would it look if your wife walked in and caught you with your dick in Gaia's mouth...or worse! You stick to our bargain and I'll see you get what you want, as soon as my new mine reaches full production.”
Victoria reached down and grabbed Gaia's hair, tilting her head back so the President could see that defiance still burned in her eyes. “You don't want to put your presidential prick anywhere near that mouth until you're sure she won't bite it off. After all, what good is a dick-less President?” She laughed as President M'bobo's face almost turned white.
While Gaia went back to work keeping Ruby happy, Victoria and the President returned downstairs where the ceremony was about to begin. When they reached the stage, Victoria excused herself to join the rest of the dignitaries in the audience while Faith climbed to the dais and took her place next to President M'bobo. The President...after a long, dull, boring, speech... finally draped the medal around Faith's neck. Victoria couldn't help chuckling as the old lecher used the back of his hand to caress the Amazon's breasts as he gently laid the medal on her cleavage.
Faith was a third of the way through an impassioned plea to support her effort to save the wildlife and natural resources of Africa when Victoria exited a side door and met Ruby in the lobby. Ruby handed Victoria the leather leash attached to Gaia's collar and gave her a kiss, “For luck.”
Victoria put Gaia on her knees, then slowly led her out into the ceremonial hall. At first, Faith didn't see them, but as the crowd began to murmur and parted like the Red Sea to let Victoria pass, Faith realized something was afoot. As soon as she saw Gaia being led like an animal on a leash, something in Faith snapped and without considering the consequences, dropped her prepared speech and leapt off the stage to charge Victoria.
Reporters pulled out cellphones and began videoing; TV pool reporters and camera's turned from the dais to shoot the unexpected confrontation; print reporters whispered into pocket recorders or scribbled furiously on notepads as – red-faced - Faith stormed up to Victoria screaming, “Let her GO, you evil, bitch!”
Then all hell broke loose!
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As Faith stood confronting her, Victoria casually fondled the diamond encrusted pendant on her neck. “Look who I found wandering around loose in the jungle,” Victoria said loud enough that everyone could hear and understand she was taking credit for 'finding' Gaia. “She must have slipped her leash,” she chuckled. “I would have thought you'd do a better job of controlling your animals, Faith dear,” she sneered. Then she pressed the button on her pendant and, with a bark of pain, Gaia dropped from her knees, back onto her haunches, slapping her thighs tight together against the sharp pain in her pussy.
Victoria released the electroshock control button and caressed Gaia's head like her pet and praised her performance. “That's my good girl,” she purred. “Sit and stay while I talk to your ex-girlfriend, then I'll have a nice treat for you later, hmmmmm?”
“You will regret this,” Faith snarled. “It is an insult to Gaia and to my Patrol,” she added as she tried to step around Victoria to get at Gaia to remove the humiliating collar and handcuffs that kept her arms secured behind her back.
But Victoria side-stepped to block her. “I should think you'd be grateful for my saving your lover,” the blond said, repeating the scurrilous rumors that had circulated for years about Gaia and Faith. “Instead, you insult me. I think you should apologize for your tone and also, get down on YOUR knees and beg my forgiveness,” she suggested with a questioning tilt of her chin. “But maybe you've lived too long in the jungle with women like this,” she stroked Gaia's head. “Here in civilized society we thank someone for returning our lost property.”
Victoria looked at Faith as if she expected her apology - secretly praying she wouldn't, but fearing she would...which would ruin her plan to provoke an incident to discredit both Faith and the Amazon's vigilante Jungle Patrol.
Victoria's prayers were answered! Faith reared back and
SLAPPED her so hard, it knocked the tall blonde to the floor on her ass! She slid five or six feet across the highly polished wood floor before she came to rest against the legs of the First Lady who was standing beside the Interior Minister. Madam M'bobo leaned down to help Victoria up, and asked, “So, my dear, is everything going according to your devious little plan so far?”
Victoria angrily shrugged the hand away and stalked back over to Faith who was bending over trying in vain to unlock the clasp of Gaia's collar.
“HEY! Hands off! Finder's keeper's... isn't that the law of the jungle? You want her back, you'll have to fight for her,” Victoria said... evoking gasps of disbelief from on-lookers who wondered, 'Who does this young white woman think she is, speaking to an Amazon like that?' Several men in the crowd voiced support for Victoria, but most women... ones unafraid to speak up in front of a husband or the man keeping them as a mistress... silently prayed Faith would rip the golden hair from the blonde's head, and then mop the floor with her!
When Victoria turned around and handed Gaia's leash to Ruby, Faith sprang; her arms extended; strong hands reaching for Victoria's pale throat. She'd make short work of this insolent white bitch, then get back to the podium where, with Gaia returned to her side, she'd finish asking for support against the greedy despoilers of Africa's natural resources... pointing to Victoria's defeated body as 'the number one example' of what was wrong with her country.
That was in Faith's mind as she reached Victoria - and in the seconds she was sailing through the air before she crashed to the floor after Victoria grabbed her wrist and judo flipped her! Unlike Victoria earlier, Faith's body as it slid along the wood wasn't protected by a floor length evening gown, and her exposed flesh made a
skweeeee sound as she shuddered to a painful stop. She rose, confused by what had happened. Not since Gaia had Faith met a non-Amazon with the power and quick reflexes of Victoria. She got to her feet and circled warily as the crowd surrounded the two women for what promised to be an interesting and entertaining contest!
But Faith didn't charge recklessly, instead she studied Victoria for openings or some weaknesses she might exploit. Amazons are taught from childhood to fight - both armed and unarmed - and hold regular competitions testing their fitness for leadership in trials by combat. Obviously, Victoria hadn't the benefit of Faith's experience sparring with Liberty, Hope, Glory, and other Amazons, so Faith was confident as she edged closer.
Victoria was also confident, but far from cocky. She'd taken Ursula's serum, but she hadn't had time to test its limits, or drawbacks, so she was cautious. Growing up as a child of wealth and privilege, she'd taken self-defense and martial arts training, but aside from Gaia she'd never fought anyone 'for real' and it was clear Faith was highly motivated to do her harm. Looking at Faith, it occurred to Victoria that Faith's Amazon sandals were better suited for a fight than her heels so she hurriedly reached back, lifted one foot, then the other, slipping taking off her high heels. But when she raised her second foot, the other slipped on the highly polished wood floor and she cursed being in stockings rather than bare feet.
Victoria's brief falter was the opening Faith had been waiting for! As Victoria wobbled trying to keep her balance, Faith charged, planning to tackle Victoria to the floor where the Amazon grappling technique would win her the day! But Victoria reacted in a flash and managed to pirouette to avoid Faith's tackle, then with a matador-like spin, came around to grab Faith as she passed. But she only caught Faith's bare shoulder and couldn't get a grip as Faith tore past.
Victoria's fingers snagged the shoulder strap of Faith's tunic and as Faith pulled away, Victoria pulled back. Faith was brought up short, then pulled over backward onto her back. Victoria kept pulling, dragging Faith across the floor as the Amazon kicked and squirmed, trying to roll, or turn around; anything to get her feet in front of her to stop Victoria from dragging her around.
Faith needn't have worried. After several long seconds, the lightweight tunic fabric began to tear and as soon as Victoria heard the first rending sound, she redoubled her effort. Seconds later, Victoria stumbled away with Faith's entire tunic, leaving the dusky Amazon sprawled on the floor with nothing but the Amazon equivalent of a g-string and the sandals on her feet.
Blushing, Faith scrambled up to face Victoria who was laughing. But Faith was no blushing ingenue who would run away screaming in tears. Amazons fought each other nude, so her lack of attire, while inappropriate for a Presidential Palace, didn't embarrass her - and she could see from President M'bobo's face that he wasn't the least bit offended. But Victoria, on the other hand...
Faith looked at Victoria, spread her arms wide and asked. “Why not join me? Or would you rather I strip you? I'll enjoy it to tell the truth, but it would delay our getting down to the business at hand.”
When Victoria hesitated, the First Lady quickly stepped behind her, grabbed the zipper at the back of her gown and hissed, “Let me. It would be my honor.” Before Victoria realized it, President M'bobo's wife had her zipper down to her waist. She had to grab the front to hold her dress up, but realizing her predicament, she gave a sigh of resignation and muttered, “Oh, what the hell.” She let the dress slither slowly down her body and as it pooled at her feet, she stepped out of it and gave the First Lady a malevolent glare over her left shoulder. “We need to talk in a day or two,” Victoria snarled. “Your role here needs sorting out,” she added coldly.
Madam M'bobo smiled insincerely and nodded at Faith, “It appears you've already someone needing your sorting out.” Then she sighed and added, “You'll find me in the Palace... whenever you want to 'chat'...maybe after she's done with you?” Then she turned and stepped away humming happily, thinking how much better her life would be after Faith put Victoria and her corporation in their places once and for all.
Victoria was left in a sheer white lace strapless underwire bra, matching bikini panties and garter belt which was holding up her stockings. Having already discarded her shoes, Victoria tested her stocking feet on the wooden floor and realized she had a traction problem. But Faith had waited long enough and was already closing on her when Victoria looked up. When Faith raised her clenched her fists in front of her, Victoria backed away. She'd never had formal boxing lessons and knew better than to start now!
As Faith advanced, Victoria retreated, constantly glancing over her shoulder with rapid, quick, peeks to avoid backing into a trap; unable to take her eyes off Faith for more than a split-second. Even then, two or three strides brought Faith in range and she snapped her left hand, cuffing Victoria's right cheek and knocking her head to the left. Before Victoria got her feet going, Faith slammed her right fist in under Victoria's left breast. The blond grunted and stumbled back until she bumped into the spectators. One grabbed her around the waist, which helped her stay upright, but also made her a stationary target for another right hand - just below her belly button!
Victoria doubled over as the air went out of her, but whoever was holding her didn't let her go and instead shoved her straight into Faith's waiting arms! The dusky Amazon wrapped her arms around Victoria's waist, swept her off her feet as she lifted and turned, then body slamming the winded blonde flat on her back! Faith landed on top of Victoria with her full 150 pounds and whatever oxygen was left in Victoria's lungs went with a loud WOOOF!
Faith sat up straddling Victoria's waist with her thick thighs, reached down, grabbed her sheer lace bra between the small, sheer, cups and yanked Victoria up in a sitting position; her arms dangling at her sides. Faith drew back and WHAAAP slapped Victoria so hard she rocked back to a 45 degree angle. Faith jerked her back up by the bra and CRAAACK backhanded her!
Victoria fell back again, but when Faith tried to pull her back up again, her fragile French lace bra couldn't take the stress and snapped apart! Victoria fell back, her head hitting the floor
BONK and she lay gulping air; her perky breasts heaving as a red blush spread over the cheeks Faith's hand had their marks on!
Faith looked around and saw her tunic laying on the floor, so she went over and pulled her golden leather belt from the white cloth, then marched back to Victoria, raised her arm and criss-crossed the blonde's breasts with three rapid-fire back-and-forth slashes of the leather! Among the many skills Faith had learned from Gaia was how to use a whip, and her belt had often been a useful substitute for one on occasion.
“YEOOOOWWWCH!” Victoria screamed, crossing her arms over her bosom in a belatedly protective gesture as tears welled in her green eyes.
SPLAAT! “OHHHH....hhhhhhhhh!” Victoria cried out after Faith lowered her aim to slashed Victoria's exposed belly with her next stroke!
Victoria rolled over and started to scurry away on her hands and knees, but Faith walked along behind her whipping her big raised bottom with steady back-and-forth swipes of the tough leather belt. The crowd, even the men who made their fortunes from Victoria's illegal operations began to cheer Faith as she whipped the weeping blonde's ass. The sight was just too arousing for anyone but Victoria's most devoted followers to ignore.
Fortunately for Victoria, she had at least one devoted follower in the audience...Ruby. Victoria's assistant handed Gaia's leash to whoever was nearest, grabbed on of the chairs set up for the crowd watching the ceremony and ran up behind Faith. Just as the First Lady screamed, “Look ou...” Ruby brought the chair crashing down across Faith's shoulders and the back of her head! Faith took one or two faltering steps, dropped the golden leather belt, and crumpled to her knees. In a daze, she slowly raised her hands to her head - just as Ruby swung the two legs and back - all that she still held of the broken chair - and whacked her again.
Faith nosedived to the floor and lay still... Ruby rushed to help Victoria up and Gaia came crawling toward Faith on all fours. Ruby saw her and veered away from Victoria, grabbing the end of Gaia's trailing leash just as Gaia reached out to Faith. Ruby gave a hard yank that jerked Gaia back and up onto her knees with her head bent back. Ruby dug in her heels (figuratively, since it was a wooden floor) and began to drag Gaia backward, the collar around her throat choking her in the process.
Once she had Gaia under her control, Ruby pulled and tugged her over to Victoria who was now sitting on her haunches, holding her reddening breasts in both hands as her tears dribbled from her chin and dropped onto her thighs.
Everyone stood around wondering - who would recover first and what would she do? Ursula's serum helped Victoria recover faster than a normal woman and she struggled to her feet, her left hand cupping her left breast, her right rubbing her belly as she stumbled over and leaned on Ruby's shoulder. “Do you have any more serum with you?” Victoria whispered. “She's killing me out there.”
Ruby reached into a pocket and took out a small vial. “They say the effects fade over time. Maybe the jungle heat accelerated the process while you were hunting Gaia here,” she said, nudging Gaia's free-swaying bare breasts with her foot. “This should get you back to normal soon.” Victoria tossed down the contents of the vial, then turned to look at Faith who had rolled over and sat up, blinking.
“GET UP FAITH!” the First Lady pleaded with a malevolent stare toward Victoria and Ruby.
“YOU! Shut your mouth!”Victoria screamed, pointing angrily at the First Lady who recoiled in shock at being spoken to so disrespectfully. She looked to her husband for support, but the President just made a casual gesture like 'what can you do' then motioned with his right hand to Victoria, telling her to get back to fighting while adjusting the large bulge in his trousers with his left.
Faith groaned as she pushed up onto all fours while Victoria had risen to her feet and was rubbing a particularly red welt on her left butt cheek. Victoria walked over, grabbed a handful of Faith's hair and lifted her head, then drew back and sent her fist crashing down onto the side of Faith's jaw... at the same instant that Faith had driven her own fist up off the floor! Faith's knuckles smashed Victoria's camel toe just as Victoria's punch landed! Both women fell on the floor; Faith once more face down on the wood floor while Victoria sank back to her haunches again. Victoria was rocking slowly with both hands squeezed tight between her thighs; her head slowly shaking 'no' from side-to-side.
This time it was Faith who recovered first. She stood, grabbed Victoria by the wrist and began to drag her across the floor toward Gaia who was on her hands and knees in front of Ruby who was holding her leash. When Gaia looked up and saw Faith dragging Victoria toward her, she smiled - just a little. Ruby kicked her and hissed, “Keep your head down bitch if you know what's good for you.” Gaia instinctively bowed her head before Ruby could discipline her.
As Faith dragged Victoria over the wood dance floor, Victoria was finally getting the benefit of Ursula's serum and by the time Faith had dragged her over to Ruby and Gaia, Victoria was able to turn her arm, grab Faith's wrist and stop her forward progress in mid-stride. When Faith turned to look back at her, Victoria swung her right leg up and around to sweep Faith's feet out from under her. Faith landed on her butt beside Victoria who rolled onto her side and hammered another punch onto the side of Faith's head. The Amazon went down like she'd been pole-axed and lay without moving long enough for Victoria to get to one knee.
“Ready for more?” Victoria asked as she reached down and offered to help Faith up. Surprisingly, Faith took her hand and as Victoria pulled Faith to her feet, Victoria swung her left elbow around and ...
missed! Faith, expecting some trick, ducked and pounded Victoria's abs with a short right hand... then another... then a third! Faith slowly beat Victoria back across the wood floor one punch at a time until she was again backed up against the wall of spectators.
Suddenly, Victoria felt a surge of energy and as Faith tried to punch her for the sixth time, the blond caught her hand in mid-air and twisted her wrist, slowly forcing Faith to her knees in front of her. Faith tried to hit her with her left hand, but Victoria caught that one too, and repeated her move, twisting this wrist in the opposite direction, now forcing Faith up onto her feet, then up on tip-toes as Victoria turned on the pressure. Once she had Faith up on her toes, Victoria stepped back and
PUNT... kicked Faith right between the legs!
The KICK lifted Faith off her feet and as she hung suspended momentarily, her feet tucked under her as her legs slapped shut an instant too late. She crashed to the mat on her knees with Victoria still holding one of her clenched fists in each hand. Victoria put a foot on Faith's chest between her naked breasts and pushed... forcing her backward until she tipped over onto her back with her knees in the air and her feet flat on the floor. Victoria slowly moved her foot from the middle of Faith's chest to her right boob, then began to twist and press down like she was putting out a cigarette on the pavement.
As Victoria twisted and ground down Faith's nipple, the rough soles of her stockings added to the pain Faith was feeling. After a minute or more, Victoria moved to Faith's left breast and repeated it. When she lifted her foot, both of Faith's firm, dusky, breasts weren't looking so firm, but had taken on a rosy hue and her nipples were hard and erect.
“Well, it's a start,” Victoria said as she lifted her foot and then STOMPED down just above Faith's g-string patch covering her pussy. Faith's torso jerked up, then flopped back down, her arms writhing and wiggling and squirming, but nothing she did could free her hands from Victoria's iron grasp. Victoria STOMPED her lower body again and again Faith reacted violently to the impact.
The third STOMP was even lower, with Victoria's heel slamming right down on Faith's camel toe, but instead of lifting her foot for more, Victoria kept her foot in place and leaned in with her full 150 pounds behind it, twisting and turning the reinforced heel of her stocking as she slowly worked the g-string into the opening beneath it until only the string was visible. Then Victoria raised her foot and STOMPED Faith's groin over and over; mindlessly; violently, until Faith's body no longer reacted to the impact of her foot. Only then did Victoria stop.
Victoria knelt and grabbed Faith's g-string at her hips and slowly pulled it down, working it from side to side under her butt, then over her muscular thighs to her ankles. She lifted Faith's legs using the g-string, then jerked it off, letting her feet drop on the floor with a dull THUMP. Twirling the g-string on her index finger, she walked over to the First Lady, and pulling it back like a slingshot, let go and shot it right in Madam M'bobo's face. “Next time you have sex with him,” Victoria hissed nastily, jerking her thumb over her shoulder in the direction of the President. “Wear that to remind him I'm still in charge. Now, get back up on the stage with your husband, before I lay you out next to that other whore!”
The crowd was stunned by Victoria's dismissal of their First Lady, but more by the sight of their Amazon heroine, laying flat on her back at the blondes feet, seemingly defeated! But Victoria didn't seem the least bit interested in following up her advantage. She walked over to Ruby and kissed her, then called over a waiter with a tray of Champagne. She helped herself to a glass and guzzled it down, then took two more and strutted over to where Faith lay flat on her back.
While sipping one glass of Champagne, Victoria started to pour the other on Faith's face, then continued drizzling it down between her breasts, over her stomach and finished emptying it onto her pussy. When both glasses had emptied Victoria handed them to the waiter and dismissed him with a flick of her hand and returned to Faith who had revived thanks to Victoria's theatrical abuse of perfectly good ice cold Champagne!
“Up you go, Princess!” Victoria said, hair-hauling the groggy Amazon up on rubbery legs; propping her up with her left hand between those two tawny flawless breasts as she drew back her right hand, looked over and winked at the First Lady and DRILLED Faith square in the little cloth triangle covering her groin. The power Victoria put into the blow took the breath away from most of those seeing it... the punch took Faith's feet off the floor and lifted her entire body almost a foot in the air and sent her several feet backward. The Amazon's big, black, booty hit the floor first, followed almost instantaneously by her back and finally the back of her head.
The solid THONK of Faith's head hitting the wood floor made the First Lady close her eyes and turn away. When she opened her eyes and looked back, she gasped. Faith lay spread-eagled on her back, her eyes closed, arms and legs spread wide open, her clean-shaven pubic mound on lewd display.
“I think we're done here,” Victoria said to Ruby. “Have your slave toss that sack of useless meat over her shoulder and take her back to the office. You know what to do with her when you get her there. I want her isolated overnight, then I'll deal with her face-to-face in the morning.”
“What about Gaia?” Ruby asked, reaching down to lay her hand on her slave's bowed head.
“After you lock our Amazon up tight, bring Gaia back here. There's one more task she will have to perform for me before I decide how to dispose of her.” Ruby opened her mouth to protest, but Victoria silenced her with a look and corrected herself. “I didn't mean 'dispose' as in 'get rid of',” Victoria said, calming Ruby's fears. “I simply meant, 'I have no more use for her'. If you want her you can have her. If not, I'm sure there are several ministers who would pay a good price for her. I know you have your favorite brothels too, that might be a better solution. Then you could visit whenever the urge moves you. In any case, deal with Faith first. Then we can come to a resolution on this one,” Victoria said, giving Gaia a hard kick in the chest, pancaking one of her big, soft, breasts.
“Oh, and after you've got Faith all cuffed and secure, call Cassandra and your buddy Ursula. Let them know we have an addition to their collection. Ms. Vain may soon be able to open her own Amazon Petting Zoo at the rate she's going.”
**Two Days Later**
Cassandra Vain and Ursula Wolfe came down the air stairs of their private jet and were greeted by Victoria and Ruby. After hugs and kisses all around, the four were driven to Victoria's corporate HQ where Gaia and Faith were waiting in their cells.
“I'm pleased with your success,” Vain told Victoria. “I can see real advantages in a cooperative relationship between you company and our two corporations,” she said, indicating herself and Ursula. “I don't know if we need to do anything formal, a handshake would suffice for us, right Ursula?”
“Sure,” Ursula said with a wolfish leer. “After all, I control the serum. She gives us any trouble we just cut off her supply and wait a week or two, then come over here and kick her pretty blond ass up and down the halls of her corporate office until she cries 'Uncle', right Cassie?” Vain grinned and nodded her agreement.
“Uh....I'm not sure,” Victoria said, suddenly realizing that after she turned Faith over, she wouldn't have much, if any, leverage. “Maybe we had better put something in writing...you know, to protect both sides in the event of a major disagreement. Plus, Ruby has grown quite fond of Gaia and I'd hate to separate them. Also,” she added, thinking of a way to get some leverage against Vain and Wolfe. “If you have Faith and I have Gaia, we can each threaten the other to ensure compliance. Gaia was Faith's mentor and - I have on good authority - her lover. That's a strong bond, but it's also a good way to keep them both in line,” she suggested hopefully.
Vain and Wolfe exchanged a look and Wolfe chuckled. “Told you Vicki was smarter than the average blond.” Vain unconsciously reached up and ran her hand over her own golden tresses as she eyed Wolfe's jet black hair. “Well, she does make a good point. Besides Victoria,” she said turning to her, “we would never cut off your supply of serum over something trivial. That was just Ursula's way of making a point. That we take our business seriously and won't put up with anyone messing with it. So if you want to join with us in bringing the entire world under our control we'd be happy to have you.”
Victoria relaxed a bit as she leaned back in her chair and crossed her legs, giving Vain a look at her powerful gams. “I understand completely,” she purred silkily. “You two want to call the shots. Well, I don't mind you taking the lead, after all you've done a bang up job so far. But one never knows what the future will bring. And if anything were to happen to either of you, or God forbid, both of you, I don't want to be left out in the cold.”
“What does that mean, exactly?” Cassandra asked, her right eyebrow arched.
“It means,” Victoria said. “I have just purchased a pharmaceutical company here. I want the serum formula so I can start making my own. You won't have to ship any to me and - should some disaster befall your supply, I would be there to backstop it. We both have a lot to lose and, should someone discover the source of our new-found power, we'll be vulnerable. I for one wouldn't want to be sitting around with no serum if, or when, the world's superheroines destroy Wolfe's factory and come looking for payback. I assume neither of you do either.”
After another hour of negotiation, a deal was hammered out and a memorandum detailing it signed by all parties. It was short, only two pages, but it included the (surprisingly short) formula for Ursula's serum as well as laying out the geographic “spheres of influence” each of the three corporations - and their CEO's - would control. The rest of the world was, as yet, unclaimed, but each woman had her own plans to acquire as much of it as she could. The biggest stumbling block would be those super heroines you have yet to be conquered.
In the coming weeks, two addenda were added to the agreement. The first, a list of all territories known to be under the “protection” of a super heroine; a list of each super heroine with all that is currently known about her (strengths; weaknesses; vulnerabilities - including two of their secret identities; virtues; vices, if any; etc.)
The second, an outline of how their still unnamed villainous 'mega-corp' would take down each of those super heroines; who was responsible for defeating each one; and how the 'newly liberated territories' would be divided up (natural resources, manufacturing, politicians, etc.) and finally how their new enemies the takeovers created (oligarchs displaced or bankrupted, politicians thrown out of power, etc) were to be dealt with (eliminated, banished, taken over, etc.).
After dinner that evening, Ruby and Ursula retired to Ruby's bedroom, while Victoria and Cassandra got to “know” one another better. Down in the dungeons, Gaia and Faith slept on the cold hard floor, unaware that their individual fates had just been decided by four powerful women who were at this moment, heatedly copulating twenty-seven stories high above them in the luxurious penthouse that Ruby and Victoria shared whenever they were in town together.
