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EBONY AVENGER GET PIMPED

By

Blacknite13

Moria Jones smiled into the camera and folded her hands on the new anchor desk.

“And that’s all the news.” Moira said, “This is Moria Jones wishing you a good night.” She waited for the red light to flick off and got up.

The six two African-American beauty walked around the news desk heading for her dressing room. The white silk blouse she was wearing was unbuttoned enough to give just a taste of her magnificent 44DD breasts. Moira’s perfect butt and mile long legs looked pretty tasty in the red mini-skirt, red stockings and stiletto heels. Short curly black hair crowned a beautiful face that included stunning turquoise eyes. The tall woman was checking her notes when her assistant ran up beside her.

“Ms Jones, “ She said, “The police called while you were on the air. They apologized for not calling you sooner. Andy Lear got out of prison last week.”

“Andy Lear!” Moria cried, stopping in her tracks. “How did he get out!”

“W-who is Andy Lear?”

“A creep who stalked me ten years ago. He was supposed to do twenty years.”

“Well, it could be because he got a new lawyer with all the money he has been making from his books.”

“Books? He’s writing?”

“Yes, he writes those books about the heroine who keeps getting caught by the bad guys and raped….”

“He is writing books about heroines getting raped and they are selling?”

“Three were on the best seller list.”

“Sweet Goddess, what is this world coming to. Do they know where he is?”

“Apparently he bought a condo in the Armstrong Plaza.”

“He’s here. In Star City!”

Moria walked to her dressing room, grabbed her purse and headed out.

“So Andy wants to play games. Fine. He can play with the Ebony Avenger. Last time they played, old Andy went to jail.”

Moria walked into her twentieth floor condo in Armstrong Towers. She stepped into the spacious room with its soft lavender walls and carpet. All her furniture was modern art deco that was painted to match the paint and carpet. The tall beauty dropped her purse as she walked into her bedroom. She stepped into her walk-in closet. Moira pushed aside her clothes and was about to press the secret button but someone grabbed her from behind.

“MPHHHHH!” Moira screamed into the chloroform soaked cloth being pressed into her face. She found like a hellion but the foul drug was already filling her lungs. The shapely woman sighed as her head began to spin and knees shaken. The struggling beauty began to slump down as she slipped into darkness.

“MPHHHHHH!” Moira screamed through her gag. The beautiful reporter’s mouth was stuffed with cotton. A large strip of tape plastered across her mouth held the wad in. Red cord bound her hands and feet to the four posters of his bed keeping her spread-eagle across it. Moira woke up to find herself bound like this. The bound beauty began to pull and tug at the cords.

“What a waste of energy.” Andy laughed as he walked into the room, drinking a bottle of beer from her fridge.

Moira stared at Andy Lear. The skinny kid she knew was gone. A bigger man with a body builder’s body, shaved head and a goatee had replaced the little punk she had known. The tank top and jeans were tight on his well-toned body. There were several tattoos on his arms.

“As you can see I have been working out.” Andy laughed, “That is all there was to do. That and write…and think about you. You wouldn’t believe the fantasies I have about you….”

“MPHHHHH!” Moira sworn through her gag as Andy began to strip down. She tugged at the cords holding her down as the naked man lay down on the bed beside her. The bound beauty moaned as his hand ran over her ample bosom.

‘Now lets see these babies.” Andy said as he began to unbutton her blouse. He smiled, as a white lacy bra holding to huge tits was uncovered. He undid the last button and flipped back the blouse.

Moria could only glare, as the snap to her French bra was unhooked, freeing two big mounds of soft flesh. She angrily tugged at the rope as his hands moved toward her breasts.

“URGHHHHHH!” The bound beauty screamed as the strong fingers began to pinch and tweak her nipples. She could only lie there and watch him play with her tits. Moira sworn through her gag as he began to suck on her nipples with wet mouth.

Andy sucked and chewed on the big boobs while squeezing them together. He wrapped his mouth around the tit and began to gnaw. The ex-con moaned in delight as he chewed on the tender flesh.

“Mmmmphhhhh!” Moira sobbed as her boobs were sucked and fondled by her stalker. The bound beauty pulled and twisted in frustration as her body began to get hotter and hotter. The shapely beauty felt a warm wetness between her thighs and sighed as an unwanted pleasure swept through her body.

The big man kept sucking on her big boobs as she yanked up her skirt over her hips. Andy stopped to leer over the red garter belts, stockings and thong. He reached down and ripped off the thong.

“ARIGHHHH!” Moira screamed as the naked man moved between her spread legs and press his cock against her pussy. She shook her head as it began to press into her body.

“Gonna fuck you up good, bitch!” Andy laughed as he pushed his cock into her pussy.

“AIIIIIIIIIIII!” Moira wailed as his large hard cock moved deep into her twat. She strained at the ropes holding her down as the massive pole filled her pussy.

“Ahhhhhhh!” Andy sighed as the tight walls wrapped around his cock. He began to suck on her tit as he fucked his cock in and out with all he had. His hands roamed over soft body, pinching and fondling it.

“UGH! UGH! UGH!” Moira grunted with each thrust of the cock. She rolled her head around as heated lust filled her body while her tits began to ache and throb. The bound beauty squirmed and twisted around as unwanted pleasure flooded her body.

Andy sucked and chewed on her tits like a man possessed. He fucked his cock in and out with the same passion. He grabbed onto her tits and crushed them together.

“ARHHHHHHHHHHHHH!” The bound reporter wailed as a climax exploded in her body. She bucked up and down on the bed as the climax rocked her body. Moira saw stars as the orgasm continued.

Andy arched up and laughed as he continued to slam his cock deep into the tight hole. He was enjoying the fact he was now in control of her body. The big man increased his fucking and roared in triumph as his captive came again.

“AIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII!” Moira screamed as she climax again and again.

“I AM COMING!” Andy yelled as he shot his load into her pussy. He thrust against her body until his cock was emptied. He let off a long sigh of delight and fell across her soft body.

“Mmmmm” Moira sobbed as her body throbbed with sexual excitement. She slumped back on the bed and whimpered while her rapist stroked and kissed her hot body. The bound beauty knew this was just the start of a long night.

The bound reporter had no idea how long.

For the next two hours Andy raped her over and over. Poor Moira lost count after the sixth rape. The ravished beauty’s body was burning from the hours of fucking. But the sweat coating body was slowly cooling it. The panting reporter just lay there and watched Andy through half open eyes.

Andy was wandering around the condo, taking it all in and trying to decide what to do next. He was planned on giving her ass a hard fuck but he really wanted Moira on her knees sucking him off. The ex-con walked into the huge walk-in closet and looked over her expensive clothes. He stopped to sniff some of the sexy negligees and then frowned when he noticed some of her clothes had being pushed back against the wall. Andy looked over the wall as she ran his hand over it. He jumped back when the wall slid back.

“Well, what do we have here?” Andy said as he stepped through the opening.

Andy came into a small room with a computer desk set up in one corner. There was very high-end computer set up on it. Dozens of weapons, electronic devices, and other strange gizmos hung on another wall. The con smiled when his eyes fell upon the several aquamarine Ebony Avenger costumes hanging a rank. Matching hip boots were lined up below the skimpy costumes.

“I just won the lottery!” Andy laughed.

Moira had gotten her second wind and was trying to loosen one of the knots. She kept glancing at the open closet door, wondering what he was doing in there. The bound beauty stopped fiddling with the knot when her captor came out the closet with his hands behind his back.

“”Surprise!” Andy laughed as he tossed the mask, halter-top and hot pants from her Ebony Avenger costume across her huge tits.

“NA!!!” Moira gasped as she stared at the costume. The realization that her stalker knew her greatest secret hit her in the face. The bound heroine slumped into the mattress and sobbed. She could only lie there as he took several pictures. Moria couldn’t stop him from putting on her mask and taking more pictures.

“Well, I guess we know what this means.” Andy smirked as he sat on the bed and flicked her costume off her chest. He ran his hand over the heaving chest.

Moira shook her head but she knew she was doomed. She just lay there as he fondled her tits. The shapely beauty gasped when he held up the hypo.

“You know what this is?” Andy smiled as he moved the needle down by her thigh.

Moira knew exactly what it was. Jessica’s lads had developed it. It was chemical tracking solution. Once injected inside the human body, the person could be tracked anywhere in the world. Worst it never left the body.

“ARUGHHHHH!” Moria screamed as she was injected with the vile position.

“There.” Andy smiled as he held up her tracking device. “No matter where you run I will find you. AND since I know you are the Ebony Avenger. You sweet ass and big tits are mine.”

The bound heroine yelped as he ripped off the tape plastered across her lips. She spit out the cotton and sighed in defeat.

“I don’t have to ask what you want.” Ebony Avenger miserably said, “I assume I am to be your sex slave.”

“I always knew you were smart.” Andy said, “Now here is the deal. I could sell you to someone like King Pimp and he would not only force you to be a whore but would eventually force you to reveal the secret identities of her super friends.”

“And you don’t plan on forcing me to turn tricks.”

“Well, yeah you are going to do some hooking but I have no interest in the names of Solar Woman, Comet Girl, and the rest of those bimbos. I just want you at my beck and call.”

“I see.” Moira sighed, “I have no choice to obey you.”

“Good.” Andy said as he untied her hands and helped her sit up. He stripped off her blouse and bra.

“Hey!” The beautiful heroine gasped as he pulled back her hands and used her own handcuffs to lock them behind her back.

“I am no fool.” And said, “I know you can beat the crap out me. So for tonight we’ll keep you claws clipped.”

“Let me guess. You plan on taking pictures and leaving them with a lawyer.”

“I was thinking a safety deposit box but I like your idea better. Thanks.”

“You’re not welcome” Moira muttered as she watched him untie her legs. She sobbed as her pulled her off the bed and made her stand. The once proud heroine sniffed as he yanked her skirt down her longs legs.

“Now here are the rules.” Andy said as he moved behind her and cupped her tits. He squeezed while he planted kisses on her face and neck.

“Rules.” Moira sighed as the soft kisses made her body tingle. The fingers tweaking hers tit added to her pleasure.

“You can go work, see your friends. Heck you can even go out and fight crime.” Andy whispered in her ear, “But Friday night to Sunday night, you are mine. I won’t lie. There will be days during the week I will call and you come.

“Very well.” The African-American beauty moaned in unwanted delight. The kissing and fondling were getting her really hot.

“You will call me master.” Andy said as he turned her around and pulled her naked body against his. He ran his hands over the soft flesh, “Now kiss me, and slave.”

“Yes, master.” Moira sighed as she leaned into his face and kissed him long and hard. The bound beauty pressed her mouth hard against his and pushed her tongue into his mouth.

“Mmmmm.” Andy sighed as he enjoyed the full tongue kiss. He lowered her down on the bed, lying across her soft body as he did.

“Mphhhhhhh!” Moira moaned as she sucked on the tongue rolling around her mouth. She spread her legs and gasp in sheer bliss as the cock pushed into her pussy. In seconds, she was thrusting against the cock, loving the feel of it inside of her pussy.

Andy began to kiss her face and neck while he continued to fuck the hell out of her. The ex-con banged her for a good twenty minutes before he came.

“OH GODDDDDDD!” Moira screamed as she climaxed from the cum filling her pussy.

Andy staggered up and then pulled the panting woman off the bed and forced her to knee on the floor. He folded his hands and smiled.

“I have dreamed about this for ten years.” Andy sneered, “Now my little slave fulfill your master’s fantasy.”

“Yes, master.” Moira glumly said as she stared up at the cock. She spread her lips into a wide oval and pushed it deep into her mouth. The kneeling beauty clamped her lips around the shaft and began suck. Moira rolled her tongue around the cock while pumping it in and out.

“Oh this is so much better than I imagined.” Andy moaned as the hot wet mouth slid up and down on his cock. The tongue was doing incredible things to his shaft. He felt his cock swell and begin to throb.

“Mmmm!” Moira grunted as she worked the cock in and out, slurping as she did. She glanced up at her captor and her heart sank. The tall African-American knew this was just the start of a long, long slavery.

Andy was holding all the cards. He knew her secret and with the damn tracking fluid inside her, she couldn’t run. The defeated heroine slumped and wept but kept sucking away.

“Oh yeah, oh yeah.” Andy gasped and panted. He watched the once snotty bitch suck on his cock like the slut. He had always known she was just another bimbo who needed a good strong hand to keep her in line.

“MPHHHHH!” The bound heroine sighed as she continued to fondle the cock with her lips and tongue. She felt the cock swell and knew she would soon be drinking cum. The humiliated heroine closed her eyes and waited.

“YESSSSSSSSSS!” Andy yelled as he shot his wad.

“MMMMMM!” Moira moaned as a stream of hot cum filled her mouth and flowed down into her throat. She gulped and moaned as she drank down the sweet stuff. Moria sucked the cock dry and then glumly licked it clean. She sat back on her legs and looked up.

“What now….master.” Moira muttered, hating her new life.

“Lucky night.” Andy smiled as he pulled on his clothes, “I got an early meeting with my publisher. You done for the night.”

“You are too kind.” Moira moaned, “Master.”

Andy pulled on his sneakers and smiled down at the kneeling beauty. He tossed a key down on the floor.

“I am sure you can get yourself loose.” Andy said, “You will meet me in Sugar City in the alley on Main and Fourth. Oh wear the costume. Let’s say tenish.”

“It’s only Wednesday…” Moria muttered.

“What was that slut?!”

“Nothing, master, nothing. I will be there.”

“I know you will.” Andy laughed as he leaned down and gave her a long kiss.

The ravished beauty watched him walk out the room with her costume and the pictures. She fell back against the bed. She cried for about an hour and spent another twenty minutes getting free of her own handcuffs. Moira struggled up and sniffed back more tears as she stumbled into the bathroom.

WEDNESDAY NIGHT….

Andy was leaning against the wall in the dark alley. He glanced at his watch and frowned.

“I am here.” Ebony Avenger said as she stepped out the darkness.

Andy leered over the tall heroine clad in her famous costume. The aquamarine halter top and short hugged her full figure like a second skin. The hip boots made her legs look even longer. The mask couldn’t hide her beauty.

“I don’t like your tone, slave.” Andy snapped.

“I am sorry, master. Ebony Avenger said, “It won’t happen again.”

“It better not. I don’t need a snotty slave.”

“I understand, master. How may I serve you?”

“Glad you asked.” Andy laughed, “I got a big night planned for you.”

“Wonderful master.” Moira sighed.

The Ebony Avenger wondered what humiliating acts the creep had planned for her. She glumly followed Andy down the alley to the back door of a pool hall.

“Come on, slut.” Andy said as he swung open the door, “Your party is waiting.”

Ebony Avenger stepped into the pool hall and gasped.

The small pool hall was filled with members of the notorious biker gang, Death Riders. All the bikers cheered and laughed at the sight of the beautiful heroine.

“The party whore has arrived!” A huge biker yelled.

“Blowjobs all around, slave.” Andy said as he closed the door.

Ebony Avenger looked at the closed door and then turned to the gang. The shapely heroine walked to the center of the room and watched the bikers line up. She dropped to her knees and waited for her first biker.

The biker leader was a fat slob of a man with long hair. He gave the kneeling heroine a long leer and unzipped his jeans.

The Ebony Avenger gasped when ten inches of cock was pushed around her face. She grabbed the cock and was tempted to twist it into a knot but instead began to rub it. The defeated heroine pumped the cock in her fist and then sucked it into her mouth.

“Yeah!” The biker laughed, “Suck it whore!”

For the next three hours, she sucked every cock in the place. Then she stripped out of her costume and climbed onto a pool table where she took two and three cocks at a time.

It was almost dawn before the ravished heroine stumbled into her condo and collapsed on the floor. As she drifted off, Moria knew this was just the beginning of her nightmare.

It took less than month for Andy to move in with Moria. So Moira found herself sharing her bed with her stalker and there was nothing she could do about it. The beautiful reporter’s life soon fell into a routine of humiliation and forced sex. During the day, she worked as a reporter. At night, she came home to Andy. She would service him in every way. She was bound and gagged in ways she could have never imagined. Then the weekend came. The once might heroine worked one of the worst corners in Sugar City. She gave blowjobs in cars and alleys. She took johns up to a small disgusting room in motel where she fulfilled all their sexual fantasies.

Three months after her downfall Ebony Avenger was standing on the corner, watching the traffic for her next john. The humiliated heroine wondered how it all came to this. This morning she had quit her job as a new anchor, accepting the fact she was now just another whore. The once feared costume of the Ebony Avenger was now recognized as the one of the best whores in town.

Andy told her since she no longer had the day job, she could whore full time.

“Like I have a choice.” Moira muttered.

“What you say, slut.” Andy snapped.

“”I am sorry master.” She sighed, “I might as well get to work unless you want me to fuck and suck you, sir.”

“Naw, I got some writing to do. My new novel is all about you. I want you home by midnight. I love you to suck me off while I watch Conan.”

“Yes, master. Shall I pick some pizza or Chinese?
“Chinese. Give daddy a kiss and get you ass out of here.”

So here it was, Tuesday night and Moira Jones was working her corner like one of the many hookers in the city. The green dress was short tight and so sheer it was obvious she wasn’t wearing a bra and panties.

A car horn honked.

“Hey baby, looking for a date!” Moira smiled as a car pulled up to the curb.

The smile disappeared from her face when she realized the four cameramen from her show were sitting in the car.

“Hi Moira,” One laughed, “Get those big tits in here. We just got paid and you are party!”

Moira took a long breath and climbed into the backseat. She was pushed between of the two fat men and gasped when the pulled down her dress, freeing her tits. She closed her eyes and blinked away her tears, as the two men she thought were friend began to suck on her tits.

The car pulled into the alley.

“I always knew you were a whore.” One sneered, “You ain’t so high and mighty now.”

Something snapped inside Moira. She curled her hand into a fist and swung.

An hour later, a cop found the car still parked there with four men unconscious from a sound beating. While they were calling that it, another came in, informing them that four pimps had been four beaten to a pulp, apparently they had been rolled for their money.

The cops were just finishing up the reports on the pimps when they were called to the Moria Jones condo. The two cops knowingly smiled as they climbed into the car.

A across town tall black woman dressed in jeans and sweater was boarding a bus out of town while the cops were untying the naked guy they found in Jones’ condo. He had been given a sound beating and his safe cleaned out.

The stunning woman sat in the back of the bus with her face buried in a book. She glanced out the window when the bus pasted Armstrong Towers. She smiled at the sight of Andy being loaded into an ambulance. Then she rubbed her hand, remembering the drug in her body.

“If Andy wants me.” Moira muttered, “He can chase me. But God help him if he catches me.”

COMING SOON!!!

MORIA JONES ON THE RUN!!!!