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MS AMERICANA: CAT SCRATCH FEVER

By Dark One

It was late. So very late. Ms Americana kept catching her eyelids starting to droop.

"Stakeouts are so boring," she muttered, then rubbed her bare arms with soft red kidskin gloved hands. The skimpy, red, white and blue star spangled bikini costume didn't provide much warmth in the wee hours of the night. But she was sweating beneath her mask, with a persistent itch right between her brows that she couldn't get to. "Thank God for my power belt."

The golden power belt encircling her tiny waist, and resting low on her well rounded hips, provided strength and endurance, as well as helped her fight off the feeling of extreme cold and heat. Though, it was only early autumn and not truly cold. Just too many hours of boredom and exposed skin. Indeed, the only part of her body actually warm, besides beneath her mask, was her booted feet.

"Maybe I should dress more like Miss Kitty and wear leather head to toe."

The international cat burglar Miss Kitty was the reason Ms Americana was outside her own mansion in the middle of the night. She had reason to believe the infamous cat burglar was still in Delta City, despite what Commissioner Borden assured her, the mayor and the press earlier that day. So, to lure in the elusive Miss Kitty, she let it be known, as Brenda Wade, that she was going to wear the obscenely valuable Ice Heart Diamond to a charity event tomorrow, and then very publicly retrieved it from her safe deposit box in the bank. She was certain Miss Kitty wouldn't be able to pass up such an exquisite jewel.

"And there she is," Ms Americana said, grinning victoriously. Once again, she would prove Commissioner Borden wrong. Why did he not accept her word on everything? She was always right, after all. "A little late, but here nonetheless. Good thing I cleared my schedule for tomorrow morning. I'll need some rest before going to the charity ball."

Ms Americana watched the dark van slowly glide up the long, winding drive and stop in the nightshadows by the five car garage. Exactly as she expected. The staff was given the night off, and there was no one in the mansion right now.

She watched as five lithe figures exited the van and melted into the shadows. Soon enough, she saw a light come on inside the mansion. Ms Americana smiled, blue eyes sparkling in the dim moonlight.

"The trap is sprung," she said.

Ms Americana eased out of the shrubbery and sidled up to the van. She checked it out and found no one left behind. Then she moved to the mansion and found the door they jimmied open. Sliding inside, she listened in the darkness of the utility room. There was nothing to hear, so she moved deeper into her own mansion. Fortunately, she knew where the safe was located. She suspected Miss Kitty, consummate professional that she was, also knew where to find the safe.

Hearing a strange noise in her trophy room, Ms Americana hurried over and found two of Miss Kitty's sexy kittens. They were tall and shapely, wearing black leotards and heels, black eye masks and cat ears. One was blonde and the other a redhead.

"Bad kitties," Ms Americana said softly. "Very bad, indeed."

The two kittens froze in place and gawked at her. She suspected they'd never been surprised like that before, much less be discovered by a super heroine. The looks of shock were classic. But she didn't savor the moment, for she had to subdue them quickly and quietly. So before either could cry out a warning, she charged them.

The kittens split. Ms Americana went after the blonde, since she was heading for the window. Kicking the kitten's feet out for beneath her, Ms Americana kicked her in the back of the head and knocked her out easily. Almost too easily.

"Halt, miscreant," Ms Americana snarled at the red head. "Surrender and I'll be easy on you. Fight me, and I'll thrash you soundly, girl."

"Thrash this, Ms Ameri-dud," the Kitten said venomously.

She started throwing Brenda Wade's various trophies and awards, most from her many charitable efforts. Ms Americana growled as she charged the kitten, who was damaging her beloved mementos. That kitten was going to pay dearly, and painfully, for that outrage!

Ms Americana leapt over the large display table in the center of the room and drove fists first into the insolent kitten's belly. The redhead doubled up with a pained "Oughh!" Whereupon, the angry super heroine slapped the shit out of her for ravaging her personal effects, and then cold-cocked her.

"That ought to keep the two of you down for a while," she said, very satisfied with how it was going. Two of the five burglars were down, and she hadn't even broken a sweat yet. She didn't expect the other three to put up much more of a fight, either. "Now to find your boss and put her on ice."

The safe was in her private study, not too far away. She hurried towards it, afraid the distraction in the trophy room had given Miss Kitty enough time to crack her safe. There was no way the cat burglar would escape, much less escape with her valuable and very much cherished jewelry. Only the items she cannot bear to be parted from, such as the pieces given to her by the General, where kept in that safe.

Nearing the study door, Ms Americana heard the muted voices coming from it. She eased up to the door and peered inside. The three remaining burglars were present. A black haired kitten was riffling through her desk, while the light brown haired kitten was dumping valuable figurines and such in a sack. Miss Kitty was standing in front of the safe, her back to the door, and pulling handfuls of exquisite jewelry out.

"Halt!" Ms Americana cried, blue eyes flashing. "Drop everything and step away from the bags of loot. You're under arrest, Miss Kitty. I highly suggest you surrender quietly, for I'm in no mood to be trifled with at the moment."

"Kittens, be dolls and chase that yapping bitch out of here," Miss Kitty said, reaching in and finally pulling out the Ice Heart Diamond. "Oooo. Puuurrrfect."

One of the kittens picked up a fine steel letter opener and charged her. Ms Americana put the thought of Miss Kitty's foul hands touching her most personal jewelry and most beloved possessions and concentrated on the black-haired kitten with the sharp weapon. The other kitten moved out of her line of sight, clutching something she didn't catch.

"Kitten Simone, you go left and I'll go right," the brown haired kitten said.

"I'm going right up the middle of her arrogant belly, Kitten Katy"

"If you don't drop that weapon, you'll be sorry," Ms Americana warned.

"Die, Ms Americana!" Simone cried, thrusting the letter opener at the super heroine's super sized breasts.

Ms Americana easily batted aside her clumsy thrust, then backhanded her brutally. The kitten staggered backwards and fell at Miss Kitty's feet. For her part, Miss Kitty stopped looting the safe and turned to look down at her fallen kitten. Then she looked up at Ms Americana with fiery brown eyes.

"You're very annoying, Ms Americana," Miss Kitty said. "Don't make me deal with you personally, or I'll get VERY personal."

"You don't scare me, Miss Mmmphfff!"

Ms Americana was caught by surprise. She silently berated herself for forgetting about the other kitten, Katy, in the study. The cloth the kitten was pressing over her mouth and nose was soaked in chloroform. But Ms Americana wasn't an amateur. She'd dealt with chloroform before, so she stopped breathing immediately.

Seizing Katy's arm, she surged forward, then tossed the surprised kitten over her shoulder, to land atop her cohort at Miss Kitty's feet. Miss Kitty stopped pulling jewelry out of the safe at that time, with a look of consternation on her beautiful masked face.

Ms Americana paused to look her foe over, head to toe. Miss Kitty had a spectacular body, with large breasts, tiny waist and long shapely legs. She wore all black leather, tight and shiny. Like her kittens, she wore an eye mask and cat ears. Her dark brown hair was long and wavy.

"Simone. Katy. Defend me, my kittens!" Miss Kitty said.

Black haired Simone kicked out from the pile and caught Ms Americana just under the knee with her stiletto heel. Her knee gave out and the surprised super heroine dropped to one knee with a cry of pain. Miss Kitty scampered out of the study, carrying her bag of looted jewelry, including the Ice Heart Diamond. Ms Americana tried to cut her off, but both of the kittens jumped on top of her.

"Get off me, you dolts!" Ms Americana cried. "She's getting away!"

"Get off? Get off this!" Kitten Simone said.

Ms Americana's star spangled top was pulled off. The super heroine gasped and crossed her arms in front of her naked tits. Simone then punched her in the face, and Katy kicked her in the belly. Ms Americana fell to her back, and they jumped on her again.

Simone dug brutally long nails into Ms Americana's left tit, while Katy grabbed her long black hair and jerked it back. Ms Americana was karate chopped in the neck, leaving her gasping and clutching at her throat.

"Take this!" Kitten Katy said, slamming a forearm into her face.

Simone hit her in the throat again, then used one of her tits as a punching bag for a few minutes. All the while, Katy was slamming her knee into Ms Americana's ribs over and over again. Very quickly, Ms Americana felt herself slipping away. She panicked, and that gave a much-needed rush of adrenaline. So with a cry of rage, she cast the two vicious kittens away and staggered to her feet.

Eyes blazing blue fire, Ms Americana glared at the equally angry kittens.

"You will pay dearly for this outrage," Ms Americana growled. She caressed her brutalized tit a second, then attacked the kittens.

They were no match for her martial arts skills, much less her super powered body. She quickly pummeled the two into moaning, groaning piles of whipped women. Then she headed after Miss Kitty, her 44DDs flopping about annoyingly.

"Kitten Precious! Kitten Haley!" Miss Kitty demanded. "Get her!"

The infamous cat burglar was halfway up the main stairs, still clutching her bag of loot. The blonde and redheaded kittens, Haley and Precious respectfully, were up and looking angry. They stood at the base of the stairs. Both of them had chloroform soaked clothes in their hands.

"Surely you jest," Ms Americana sneered. "That chloroform is less than useless against me. I suggest you surrender instead. Maybe I'll put in a good word for you."

"Put a few words into this," Kitten Haley said through gritted teeth.

The blonde kitten lunged at her. Ms Americana slapped her aside easily, then stepped into the redheaded Precious's attack. She punched Precious, then shoved her back into the wall. When the redhead bounced back toward her, stunned, Ms Americana backhanded her. Kitten Precious spun around and fell hard.

Looking up the stairs, she noticed Miss Kitty at the top and rounding the corning. She was getting away, so Ms Americana raced up the stairs. As she ascended, she reviewed her mansion's floor plan in her head. There were two back stairs Miss Kitty could use to escape, but the hallway was long and well lit, so Ms Americana would reach the top before the cat burglar reached either one.

"Give it up, Miss Kitty," Ms Americana called out as she reached the second floor. "You can run, but you can't - Ugh!"

Miss Kitty surprised her by not running, but waiting in ambush. Ms Americana was kicked in the face. For a second, she teetered on the top step, arms cartwheeling. Then Miss Kitty stepped in front of her and thrust kicked her in chest. The stunned super heroine went tumbling down the stairs.

"Get her, you imbeciles!" Miss Kitty cried as Ms Americana came to a rest at the bottom of the stairs.

Ms Americana looked up the stairs as Miss Kitty started her slow descent. Then one of the kittens reached her and a chloroformed soak cloth was pressed over her mouth and nose. Involuntarily, she gasped and sucked in a big lung full. But she managed to kick the kitten away.

"No you don't, Ameri-Dork," Kitten Precious said, jumping on her.

The redhead straddled her waist and pressed the chloroformed cloth in her face again with both hands. Before she could push Precious away, Kittens Simone and Katy arrived and grabbed both of her arms. She struggled vainly, but soon had to take another breath. Ms Americana started getting dizzy.

"Go to sleep, Ms Ameri-loser," Miss Kitty said.

She took another deep breath and her vision blurred. Her arms and legs stopped responding. Ms Americana was slipping away fast. Everything was spinning, and it was so terribly hard to keep her eyes open, much less concentrate on her predicament. Darkness started creeping in from the sides of her vision.

The cloth was pulled away. Two of the kittens seized her wrists and she was dragged a short distance. Then they lifted her up and she was leaned against the cold and smooth wall. As they tied her wrists back to either side, her mind started to clear. Then Miss Kitty stepped up and reached around her waist.

"Puurrfect, my Kittens. You want need this, Ms Ameri-stupid," she said, removing Ms Americana's power belt.

"No," she gasped weakly. "You don't know what you're doing."

"Oh, I know exactly what I'm doing, Ms Ameri-tits," she said. She showed her captive a syringe. "Have you ever been milked?"

Miss Kitty thrust the needle into first her right, then her left tit, injecting half of the syringe's contents into each. Then Miss Kitty and two of her kittens, Simone and Precious, went back to finish looting the study.

But worse, the remaining kittens weren't satisfied with just guarding her. They moved up to either side of the bound and depowered super heroine. Their soft feminine hands were soon all over the helpless heroine.

"What are you doing?"

"Getting my pound of flesh," Haley said, and started sucking on Ms Americana's right nipple.

Strangely, both of her breasts were beginning to burn. She'd never felt anything like it before. But she had little time to contemplate what it meant, for Katy's long-nailed hand slipped down into her bikini bottom. She felt Katy's delicate fingers glide through her neatly trimmed, bikini-waxed pubic patch. The brunette then curled her fingers and sensuously raked her long red nails through Ms Americana's pubic patch.

"Ooooo," she groaned involuntarily.

"Ameri-slut likes that, heh?" Kitten Katy purred into her ear.

"No," Ms Americana groaned hoarsely. Then she felt the brunette's hand slide back down, and her middle finger push past her lubed up pussy lips. "Ahhhhhh. Oooo, please no."

"Give her another whiff of chloro, Kitten Katy," Haley said.

"No, let her regain her wits, Kitten Haley. Without her power belt she isn't strong enough to break free of her bonds," Katy said. "She'll suffer more that way."

Ms Americana's tits burned. And they were swelling up, too. The skin felt taut and over-stretched on them.

"Great Liberty, what did you do to me," Ms Americana groaned.

"Oooo, I thinks she's ready," Haley said excitedly. "And so fast. I like super heroines now."

Blonde Haley quickly sucked in an engorged pink nipple and started sucking with wild abandon. Within seconds Ms Americana understood what they'd done to her. She was lactating! And at a phenomenal rate, too. Haley's highly skilled lips and tongue quickly had milk flowing out of her nipple.

"Mmmmm, hot and delish," Haley said and returned to suckling.

"Ooo, me too," Kitten Katy said, taking the other nipple into her eager mouth.

Ms Americana gasped in outrage as Katy also soon had milk flowing. She couldn't believe she was being milked! Indeed, they were successfully suckling her tits.

"Stop! You'll never get away with this, you nasty, wicked miscreants!"

Haley paused only long enough to bite down on her tender nipple. Ms Americana cried out in pain, eyes wide in horror and shock. The shock of being milked helped to clear the rest of the chloroform cobwebs from her mind. Then their hands began to explore again as they suckled.

Kitten Katy's soft hand began caressing and squeezing Ms Americana's sweet, silky smooth rump. Then her hand slipped down along her butt cleavage, stopping at her puckered hole. She paused just long enough to spit on the tip of her finger, and return it to the anus and started probing. Ms Americana tightened her sphincter, denying Katy entrance. So the wicked little kitten bit down on Americana's vulnerable and highly sensitive nipple.

"Yeeoooowww!"

The finger went in. Tightening the sphincter only caused her more arousal, so Ms Americana reluctantly relaxed her anus muscle and let the nasty kitten have her way. That backfired, for she soon had her libido roused and a tingling sensation building deep in her lower belly.

Haley's long red-nailed index finger found Ms Americana's clitoris, taking Ms Americana's mind off what Katy was doing to her. She began rubbing it, occasionally flicking it with her hard nail, getting the clit more and more engorged and sensitive. She was rough, rather than sensuous, causing as much pain as pleasure. Her efforts, as well as Katy's probing of her anus soon had the helpless heroine panting and gyrating her well-rounded hips.

"You have to stop," Ms Americana cried. "You don't understand what this does to me. I can't come or I'll be destroyed."

"Truly?" Haley said, delight lighting up her blue eyes. "How puurfectly delightful."

"I can't wait to see you totally destroyed, Ameri-whore," Katy whispered close, her hot breath tickling her ear.

Haley's finger slid away from her clit, finally, and plunged deep into her vagina. Katy was already vigorously finger fucking the super heroine's ass, so Haley began finger fucking her twat. And to Ms Americana's horror, but not her surprise, the wicked blonde immediately found her G-Spot and hit it with every stroke.

"Ohhh! Noooo," she groaned, her back arching and her head rolled back. "Yooouu...haaave....toooo....stoooppp!"

Both kittens intensified their efforts, sucking nipples and finger fucking. The sweet tingle grew and grew in intensity until she went over the edge. Ms Americana's climax ripped through her body and psyche, shattering her will to fight as it sucked the strength from her over heated and abused body. The two insidious kittens milked that orgasm, dragging it out and sucking out all of her strength and willpower. They left her panting and hanging limply from her bonds.

"Puurrfect, my kittens," Miss Kitty purred.

Ms Americana slowly lifted her head to gaze at Miss Kitty through hooded blue eyes. So weak. So utterly drained. She'd never experienced such a mind numbing orgasm before. Her power belt, that lay discarded across the room on the floor, was useless to her now. Her last hope was gone, taken away by the searing climax forced upon her helpless body.

Miss Kitty stepped up close as Katy and Haley moved aside. She cupped both of Ms Americana's globular white 44DDs in her hands, weighing and squeezing them with growing hunger in her glee-filled brown eyes. Then she lowered her shimmering red lips to the left nipple and sucked it into her hot, moist mouth.

"Aaiiieee," Ms Americana cried, as she felt milk flow as Miss Kitty suckled painfully hard on her now hypersensitive nipple.

The leader of the group was even better at suckling that Haley and Katy, forcing twice as much milk through her nipple as the kittens. Ms Americana felt her breast start to slowly deflate, then she released the nipple, only to suck in the other nipple. So Miss Kitty spend the next half hour switching back and forth between Ms Americana's nipples, and not stopping until she'd drained half the milk out of each tit. Then she let Simone and Precious have their turn suckling.

The four kittens took turns, until they suck Ms Americana dry.

"Ah, poor Ameri-tits, all dry and deflated," Simone cooed, then smiled wickedly at the shocked super heroine.

"My beautiful breasts! I'm ruined!"

"Ruined, indeed," Miss Kitty purred, smiling sensuously. "Ruined tits. Ruined reputation as a super twit, too, once you are discovered by Brenda Wade or her staff in the morning. Simone, if you please."

Before Ms Americana knew what was happening, Kitten Simone pressed a chloroform soaked cloth to her face. The gallant super heroine held her breath for as long as she could, but soon was forced to breathe in the mind numbing chloroform. And still suffering the effects of her earlier dose, Ms Americana quickly succumbed to the lethargic effects of the drug.

"Nighty-night, Ameri-dork," Simone whispered, and kissed her sweetly on her slack lips.

Ms Americana hung limply while they ransacked the upstairs and then collected their many sacks of loot. Fearing they would chloroform her again, Ms Americana pretended to be completely out, when she was really half recovered from the drug's effects. Then as they were taking their last sacks out to the van, she stood up straight, taking her weight off her abused arms and wrists, and studied her predicament. She discovered the kittens were sloppy knot tiers, and Ms Americana got her right wrist free quickly.

"They'll all pay dearly for what they did to me," Ms Americana vowed, blue eyes flashing as she recovered her star spangled top and put it on. Then she donned her power belt, though she received no help from it, as she feared. "No matter, I don't need super strength to take those alley cats down."

She heard Miss Kitty's van start up.

"They're getting away!"

Ms Americana hurried after them, banging into one of the doorways as she went, still a bit groggy from the effects of chloroform. But she stumbled on, moving as fast as she could through the dimly light mansion. But soon she found herself back out in the cool night air, and saw the dark van going down the drive toward the road.

Running as best she could, Ms Americana just caught the van before it passed through the open Wade Manor gate. She jumped on the bumper just as the van hit the bump, so no one inside realized she was there. So hanging on tightly, Ms Americana was taken away unknowingly by Miss Kitty and her kittens.

As they raced through the night streets, Ms Americana found the cool air invigorating. Very quickly her head cleared and she was able to think more clearly. She liked her odds, since she now had the element of surprise on her side. They thought she was defeated and vanquished, left behind to be found and humiliated.

"I'll show them," she muttered, eyes flashing blue fire. "Ms Americana is not so easily defeated!"

Miss Kitty's van drove all the way across Delta City, then out again. Ms Americana figured they were a good twenty minutes outside of the city limits when the van finally slowed and turned into a dark drive. There was a mansion at the end of that half-mile drive. And as they neared the main house, she leapt off the bumper and rolled into some shrubs.

"They are totally unaware I'm here," she said, grinning wickedly. "The fools won't suspect a thing until it is too late."

Ms Americana already had her plan of action. She would corner Miss Kitty alone and take her down. Then she would call the police to wrap up the others.

Miss Kitty and her kittens got out of the van laughing and giggling. Each of the kittens had to make two trips to get all of their loot into the house. Ms Americana watched them with smoldering eyes and temper. That was her property they were preparing to divide up and fence.

She gave them a good thirty minutes to settle in and become comfortable. Once they felt safe they would be vulnerable. Then after thirty minutes, she eased around the mansion, looking in each window. She soon found them all together, her pilfered property scattered about, many of the kittens where wearing pieces of her clothes or jewelry, and Miss Kitty wore the Ice Heart Diamond. They were drinking champagne stolen from her wine cellar.

"Enjoy it while you can, miscreants," she growled low.

Finding an unlocked door, Ms Americana slipped in and moved in close. The party was starting to quiet down by the time she peeked in the door. She smiled to see where it was headed, for they were drinking heavily and starting to paw at each other. Simone and Precious were already paired off, half-naked and sucking face like there was no tomorrow.

"Glad you girls like women so much, for that's all you'll see for the next ten to twenty," Ms Americana said under her breath. "I'm sure you'll all be very popular in the showers."

Precious helped Simone the rest of the way out of her skintight black leotard. Her own leotard was pulled down around her waist. But instead of disrobing further, she pushed the beautiful Simone to her back, and started kissing her way down the raven-haired kitten's amazingly toned and shapely body. Very soon her face was buried between Simone's long legs, lapping hungrily at her shaven twat.

"Yeeoooww, baby," Simone cried, her long delicate fingers buried deep in Precious's silky red hair.

Ms Americana could see the other three women getting hot as they watched their sexy cohorts writhing on the floor. She tried to avoid looking at the pair, for her own breathing was becoming short and labored, and she had an annoyingly pleasant sensation growing between her legs as well. She had first hand experience on how well Miss Kitty's kittens could pleasure the female body.

Sweet Liberty, she thought. Go to bed, Miss Kitty, before I climax!

But instead, blonde Kitten Haley knelt before Miss Kitty and lowered her luscious red lips to the toe of the infamous cat burglar's black booted foot. Ms Americana watched as she sweetly, lovingly kissed her booted foot, then started licking the shiny black leather. She licked slow and sensuously, not missing a single square inch of boot. Haley especially savored her time licking Miss Kitty's long, sexy stiletto heel.

While Haley licked boot, Kitten Katy sidled up to Miss Kitty and offered her lips. Miss Kitty accepted that offer and soon they were enjoying a long, deep kiss. Miss Kitty peeled off Katy's leotard as they kissed, exposing pert white breasts with dark pink nipples. Her nipples were engorged and ready for love.

"I need relief!" Miss Kitty declared and surged to her feet. "Haley! Attend me!"

"Yes!" Haley cried, rising to her knees and clapping childlike.

"Damn!" Katy said, cutting Haley evil looks.

Ms Americana's heart pounded. Finally! This was her chance. Miss Kitty was fastening a collar and leash around Haley's slender neck. She watched as the first part of some kinky dominatrix/slave ritual began, as Haley accepted her collar docilely, then knelt and kissed the toe of each boot. Then she crossed her wrists behind her back and let Katy handcuff her. Then, once she was adequately secured and helpless, Miss Kitty tugged on the leash and she rose gracefully to her stiletto heeled feet.

Miss Kitty paused only long enough to cop a quick feel of her kitten's generous breasts, then turned on her heel and led the beautiful blonde away. The super heroine quietly followed as Miss Kitty led Haley though the dimly lit mansion, to the grand stairs, and up to the master suite.

When they paused outside the master suite, so Miss Kitty could open the door, Ms Americana made her move. She rushed forward. Miss Kitty and Haley turned toward her charge, gape-mouthed. A second later Ms Americana's forearm brutally smashed into Haley's face and the kitten dropped bonelessly to the carpeted floor. Ms Americana's charge pushed her past Haley as she collapsed, and straight into Miss Kitty.

"Ooophhh!" Miss Kitty said, as she was slammed bodily by the larger Ms Americana.

The two women tumbled into the master bedroom suite, grunting and grappling with each other. Miss Kitty was only 5'10 to Ms Americana's 6'1" frame, and built a bit slimmer. But she was stronger than she looked, and hadn't taken a brutal beating earlier in the evening either. So Ms Americana found her harder to take down than anticipated.

"Surrender, Miss Kitty," Ms Americana demanded. She punched the cat burglar in her black leather sheathed belly. "You don't stand a chance against me."

Miss Kitty kneed the beautiful super heroine in the groin, then slipped out of her grasp. Ms Americana lunged for her, but missed and found herself on her belly as Miss Kitty's booted feet.

"Au contraire, Ms Ameri-stupid," Miss Kitty said, and kicked the surprised super heroine in the face. "I'm fresh, young and strong, while you're much older and deprived of your power belt's enhancements. I shall prevail tonight. Again."

Ms Americana seized Miss Kitty's left ankle and pulled her off her feet. The cat burglar fell beside her, and once again they jumped on each other. Miss Kitty immediately began pulling Ms Americana's long black hair, forcing her head back. Gritting her teeth and growling low in her throat, the super sexy super heroine redoubled her efforts and flipped Miss Kitty over to her back. Whereas Ms Americana rolled atop her and started pounding her fists into the quickly weakening brunette's face.

"I give up!" Miss Kitty begged.

Grinning, Ms Americana sat up and looked triumphantly down into her defeated foe's face. It felt good to win. It felt even better to show she didn't really need her famous power belt to take evildoers down. Power belt or not, Ms Americana was a dire threat to any and all criminals.

"Wise decision, Miss Kitty," Ms Americana said, astride Miss Kitty's chest. She felt the leather-clad beauty's large firm breasts beneath her well-rounded hiney. "Now, after I tie you up, I'll get Haley and the others. One by one."

Miss Kitty's brown eyes flashed.

"Arrogant bitch!"

Before Ms Americana knew what was happening, Miss Kitty's long, strong legs came up behind her. The thigh booted ankles crossed in front of Ms Americana's chin, then Miss Kitty slammed her feet back to the floor with all her strength. Ms Americana's head bounced off the carpeted floor. With her power belt that wouldn't have been much of a problem. But without the strength and endurance the belt provided Ms Americana was left gasping and stunned.

Pain filled Ms Americana's head, her world. She shook her head urgently, trying to shake off the powerful blow before it was too late. Miss Kitty slipped out from under her. A second later she felt a powerful kick to her unprotected chin.

"Ugghh!"

Instinctively, Ms Americana rolled to the side, then scrambled away. She scrambled head long into the bed, but it was soft and at least she escaped Miss Kitty's vicious attack before it was too late. And it gave her time to somewhat recovered from the double whammy. Fortunately, Miss Kitty was overconfident and only chuckled as she slowly followed the super heroine across the room.

"You have spirit," Miss Kitty purred sensuously. She gave Ms Americana a hungry look that she found strangely frightening. "And you seem to have been blessed with nine lives, like myself and my kittens."

Ms Americana hurried to her feet to face the cat burglar. But Miss Kitty didn't attack immediately. Instead, she went to a chest of drawers and pulled out a small red-lacquered wood box. From the box she pulled out a pair of black leather gloves. Ms Americana watched as Miss Kitty removed her gloves, and donned the new gloves. She arched a brow when she noticed the new gloves sported long, sharp looking claws on the fingertips.

"Every had cat scratch fever?" Miss Kitty asked with a knowing grin.

Standing tall, Ms Americana went into her best super heroine stance -- hands on well rounded hips, one hip thrust forward -- and gazed arrogantly at her foe. Miss Kitty was so clueless. She should've finished her off when she had the chance, but Miss Kitty gave her time to recover just so she could put on a special pair of gloves that at best would scratch her.

"You're a fool, Miss Kitty. Now I'm going to take you down," Ms Americana said, and started toward her.

Miss Kitty assumed a fighting stance, but with her newly clawed fingers extended and ready to scratch. Ms Americana wasn't afraid of a couple of scratches. She'd suffered worse in her years being Delta City's premier super heroine.

A low moan out in the hallway showed that Kitten Haley was starting to come around. She'd have to finish off Miss Kitty quickly, or she'd be outnumbered again. She didn't want a repeat of what happened in her own mansion.

"Surrender, Miss Kitty, and I'll go easy on you," Ms Americana said. "If you and your kittens surrender peacefully, I'll put in a good word with the police."

"Put your good words up your ass, Ms Ameri-kitten," Miss Kitty said. At Ms Americana's outraged look at this latest mutation of her good name, Miss Kitty laughed evilly. "Yes. I said it. Ms Ameri-kitten. My Ameri-kitten. My pet. My lesbian fuck toy kitten."

"How dare you!"

"Like this," she said, and lunged at Ms Americana.

Ms Americana blocked her right, but received four painful scratches across her belly from Miss Kitty's left hand. Growling, she punched the cat burglar in the face and stepped back to examine the wound. It wasn't deep or remotely bad. It would be easy to hide in Brenda Wade's clothes, so she didn't have to go into hiding to keep anyone from discerning her secret identity, which she suspected was Miss Kitty's real reason for scratching her in such a distinctive manner.

"Burns a little," she said. She gently probed the scratches with her gloved hands, and didn't see Miss Kitty's attack. "Aaaiiiee!"

Another scratch low on the back. It burned just as badly.

"You're starting to feel it, aren't you?" Miss Kitty said, a look of triumphant in her dark eyes.

"What? What are you blathering about?" Ms Americana said. She snarled at Miss Kitty. Haley was on her knees out in the hallway. There was little time left to finish off Miss Kitty, then she'd have to take Haley down again. "I feel nothing. You're little scratches are less than pathetic."

"Oh, you're wrong, Ms Ameri-kitten," she purred. "My cat claws were coated with a powerful drug. An aphrodisiac, to be precise. You're skin has already become flushed. Soon you will be oh so horny, and oh so insatiable. And I will make you mine. You will become one of my kittens. Ameri-kitten."

"Never! I am Ms Americana! I am the premier super heroine in Delta City and the country," Ms Americana declared, blue eyes flashing angrily. "I will never submit to you, or your vile sexual perversions."

"Too late," Miss Kitty said, moving closer. "All of my kittens said the same thing. Haley there was Lady Victorious. Sweet Simone was the Raven. Katy and Precious were the dynamic duo of Night Crusader and Purity. And they are all my loyal minions and bedroom playthings. And you will join them tonight, at my booted feet and in my bed."

Ms Americana was shocked. She'd just solved the disappearance of four of the country's most beloved super heroines. Their fates were worse than she imagined.

"Feel the heat?"

She did. Ms Americana discovered she was panting. Her whole body was tingling with sexual need. Her breasts were overlarge and firm from forced lactation, and they ached to be milked again by Miss Kitty's sweet mouth.

"No!" Ms Americana said, shaking her head to clear the frightening thoughts and urges. "What have you done to me?"

"She's one of us now?" Haley asked.

Kitten Haley was walking up to Miss Kitty on slightly wobbly legs. Her hands were still handcuffed behind her back. Ms Americana's throat tightened at the sight of her, with her long, lustrous blonde hair all tousled, and her perk young tits high, firm and jouncing as she walked atop five inch stiletto pumps.

"Oooo," Ms Americana groaned as she recalled Haley's hands on her body earlier, and the feeling of her hot mouth suckling her milk engorged tits. She wanted the kitten to do it all again. She NEEDED her to do it again. She HUNGERED. "You monster."

Miss Kitty seized Haley by the scruff of the neck and pulled her red lips into a brutal kiss. Ms Americana fell to her knees as a wave of intense heat washed through her body at the sight of the two beautiful women kissing passionately. She knew she had to run, to escape, before Miss Kitty made good her threat and made her into one of her kitten fuck toys.

"Great Liberty! I'll become evil like you!"

"You'll be wickedly evil, my kitten," Miss Kitty said.

"Hey, what's going on?" Simone said, stepping into the master suite. "Oh! Ms Ameri-dork followed us?"

"Oooo, you scratched her," Katy said, who followed Simone into the room. "Sweeeet. I can't wait to taste her love juices."

"I'll get my toys," Simone said, and hurried out of the room. "I so love training a new kitten!"

Ms Americana surged to her feet and rushed Miss Kitty. Katy and Haley cut her off and tackled the drug weakened super heroine. Their soft feminine hands on her body was too wonderful to bear. She felt their firm, naked tits rubbing against her body, their aroused nipples' rubbery texture sliding across the satiny smoothness of her skin. All the strength drained out of her body when first Haley, then Katy started kissing her face, neck and tits.

"Sweet Liberty," she breathed. "Have mercy."

Within seconds her top was gone. The bottom came off a minute later. Haley immediately trust a finger up her butt hole, while Katy started massaging her clit. Miss Kitty watched with fiery eyes, occasionally giving directions to the two kittens.

"I'm back!" Simone cried as she entered the room, toting a black suitcase. Kitten Precious followed her in. "And I brought someone else who wants a good licking by the newest kitten in the club."

Katy and Haley forced Ms Americana to all fours on the floor. Precious knelt before her and offered her 38DDs. Ms Americana kissed the nipple Precious offered her, then began sucking on it. Soon she was kissing, licking and sucking on Precious's tits hungrily, while Katy and Haley fondled her 44DDs and finger fucked her ass and twat. She didn't know what Simone had in her "toy" suitcase, or what she was doing or planning, until she came up behind her.

Dropping her head, Ms Americana looked between her dangling tits and through her wide spread legs, to see Simone had a strap-on dildo. A big black, ten-incher. She was rubbing lubricant up and down its length with loving care.

"Oh, no," she muttered, and felt her body preparing itself to accept the dildo. Her twat started to burn and grew ever wetter. Then Precious stood up and thrust her sopping wet pussy into Americana's face. Without thought, she pressed her mouth over the pink pussy lips and thrust her tongue through the lips, penetrating Precious in a very intimate way. "Mmmphhmm."

"Lap it up like a bowl of milk, kitten!" Precious cried, burying exquisitely manicured fingers into silky soft black hair.

Simone pressed the overlarge dildo to Ms Americana's sopping twat. Then with a "Ready or not, here I cum!" she thrust her shapely hips and impaled the Queen of Justice. "Lesbian love is the best, baby! Yeow!"

"Uugggh" Ms Americana groaned, mouth full of delicious pussy and twat full of hard rubber. "MMMMphhhh!"

Simone drove the strap-on dildo deeper and deeper with every erotic stroke. Ms Americana couldn't believe the waves of pleasure radiating from her twat. She spread her legs a bit wider, trying to give the kitten better and deeper access to her body, even as she found Precious's clitoris and started to work on it with her strong tongue..

"Yeow, baby! You go, Americana! Lick it! Lick it! Oh...oh....OH!"

Precious's climax spewed into Ms Americana's mouth. She sucked it up hungrily as Simone finally got the dildo all the way in and began a mind-boggling stroke that was driving her wild. The sexy raven maned kitten quickly brought her to orgasm.

Over the next three hours, the four kittens rotated around Ms Americana's super sexy body, ravishing every orifice of her exquisite body. They left her spent, sweat-soaked and panting on the floor at Miss Kitty's booted feet. Her ass hole ached, her twat ached, and her jaw ached. Even her tits ached from fondling and suckling.

A chair was brought forward and Miss Kitty sat before Ms Americana, her black booted feet to either side of the vanquished super heroine's head. Ms Americana gazed up at her through sweat soaked black hair with hooded blue eyes.

"I own you, Ms Americana," Miss Kitty said. "You belong to me. Now time to see who you really are behind that mask."

"Wait...NO!"

Miss Kitty peeled the blue, star spangled mask away from her face. Simone and Katy gasped at the sight of her true identity, but Haley and Precious didn't' recognize her. Unfortunately, Miss Kitty grinned fiercely.

"Brenda Wade!" Miss Kitty declared. "Puuurrfect! And funny. You set a trap for us in your own mansion, and ended up the one that was caught!"

Miss Kitty seized Ms Americana's face in both hands and kissed her fiercely, hard and deep. Ms Americana melted into that passionate kiss as another wave of drug induced need and "heat" washed through her shapely body, returning the kiss with lusty gusto. Soon, she found herself on all fours, kissing and licking Miss Kitty's stiletto heels, working her way up her mistress's long, shapely legs.

"After we loot the Wade fortune, and add Kitten Americana's former sidekick, Flag Girl, to the Kitten Club, we'll move to the next city," Miss Kitty said as Kitten Americana reached her leather-sheathed groin. "Kittens, help me out of my leathers, so Kitten Americana can properly show her gratitude."

THE END