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Ms Americana, Flag Girl, Azure Angel and Dragon Queen are the creations of Mr. X.

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AZURE ANGEL: ILL-CONCEIVED

By Dark One

The sounds of fighting filled the dark warehouse. Azure Angel moved stealthily through the rafters. Ninja senses alert, she watched as the legendary super heroine Ms Americana battled a room full of masked goons, assisted by Flag Girl. The white slaver Dragon Queen stood off to one side, directing her men in their losing battle. Azure Angel was quite impressed with Ms Americana's fierce fighting style, and even Flag Girl showed promise. Both were fast and limber, and she believed that with the proper training they could become great ninjas.

"Wait until Ms Americana sees what I can do," Azure Angel thought with a smile.

Behind the black facemask was a beautiful Japanese girl of twenty. Like the super heroines below, she proudly wore her distinct costume. It consisted of a two-tone latex bustier, with black cups holding her overlarge breasts, azure blue bodice, laced up the front, and black French-cut bikini bottom that matched her mask, thigh boots and latex opera gloves. Her utility belt held a wide assortment of helpful tools, like rope, smoke grenades and handcuffs to name a few. She finished off the costume with a touch of femininity: azure blue choker and golden bangles on each wrist.

Though she was third generation Japanese-American, she dreamed of the glory days of medieval Japan. She cursed the fact she wasn't born in the days of the Samurai and Ninja warriors. Though, in those bygone times there would've been even more resistance to her learning the ancient way of the Ninja. Her Grandfather, a Ninja master and instructor, forbade her from learning Martial Arts and the way of the Ninja. So she secretly spend the past decade training in a rival dojo, to one day prove her Grandfather wrong and win his respect and admiration.

"Today I prove myself to the world and my Grandfather," she muttered.

Azure Angel bided her time. The fight was slowly advancing toward the trapped Dragon Queen in the corner. Soon they would be directly beneath her, and then she would strike. It was a simple enough plan. Drop down between and slightly ahead of the two super heroines, and "lead" them victoriously straight to the notorious white slaver, Dragon Queen.

Her timely arrival would ensure Ms Americana's gratitude, and make a name for her too. There was always a big news conference after Ms Americana captured some evildoers. Azure Angel's name would be on everyone's lips by noon tomorrow.

"Now," she muttered and leapt. "Haaeeeiiiii! Hai!"

"Flag Girl! Beware!" Ms Americana cried.

"Oh!" Flag Girl cried, tripping and falling at the feet of her opponent. "Help!"

"No!" Azure Angel cried, reaching for Flag Girl. But she was kicked in the stomach and fell back against Ms Americana's legs. "Ummph!"

"Oh!" Ms Americana said, glancing down with angry eyes at Azure Angel.

The Asian Avenger felt her face blanch at that look of hostility. Then to her horror, the goon fighting Ms Americana took advantage of her distraction and sucker punched her in the face. The Queen of Justice's arms flew up and her startling blue eyes crossed. Then a right cross half spun the legendary super heroine around. A second later another goon pressed a white cotton cloth to her face and held on tightly.

"Chloroform!" Azure Angel cried uselessly.

She turned to Flag Girl, to seek assistance rescuing Ms Americana, and found the beautiful young blonde down and almost out. A cotton cloth was pressed to her face, covering nose and mouth. The blonde super heroine's hands were weakly clutching at the hand over her face, and growing weaker fast. Azure Angel's heart sank when she saw that Flag Girl's eyes were already rolled up.

Turning back to Ms Americana, she found the Queen of Justice's arms held high, clawing ineffectually at the air. The chloroform had already scrambled her thoughts, and she was starting to sag in her captor's arms.

Azure Angel leapt to her feet and took a defensive stance. The other goons suddenly took notice of her again. A grim smile crossed several faces. Her beautiful, tilted eyes flashed angrily, and she attacked the man holding Ms Americana.

"Hai-ha!" she cried, connecting with a roundhouse to his temple. He dropped like a rock. "Azure Angel will not be taken down so easily! Know fear, miscreants! You will release Ms Americana and Flag Girl and - Umphfff!"

A damp cotton cloth was pressed over her mouth and nose, as an arm encircled her chest and held her tight. Surprised, she involuntarily gasped in a big breath. The effects were felt almost immediately. The men started to laugh.

Azure Angel felt her face heat up in humiliation. First she caused Ms Americana and Flag Girl to be distracted, and captured, and now she made a stupid mistake and let an enemy come up behind her. She was surely dishonored now!

"Excellent!" Dragon Queen said, coming up to Azure Angel. "I have to thank you. You saved the day for us, and now I have Ms Americana and Flag Girl at my mercy. I'd like to reward you, but you're a nuisance that will bring me a small profit, I'm sure."

She signaled her henchman, who removed the chloroform pad from her face.

"I want you to see what happens next to those two meddlesome heroines," Dragon Queen said.

Weak and listless from the chloroform, Azure Angel was helpless to do anything but watch as Ms Americana was stripped and forced to all fours. Then two of Dragon Queen's goons mounted her, front and back. In the meantime, Flag Girl was also stripped and laid out on her back. Several goons lined up for their turns as the first dropped his pants and mounted the teen beauty.

"You're reward is you won't be raped....yet," Dragon Queen said, and laughed. "You'll get your turn with my boys after dinner. You'll be their dessert. But watch and learn, for this is your fate as well, meddlesome angel."

Ms Americana was somewhat recovered. Enough to be seriously sucking off Dragon Queen's henchman. She looked totally absorbed sucking his cock, even while her shapely body gyrated and bucked as the other goon fucked her doggie style. Then to her right, Flag Girl was panting and arching her back, as she was being gang-banged stupid. Her booted feet were pointing at the ceiling and her pretty pink nipples were hard and erect.

"I assure you, Azure Twit, you will enjoy being fucked just as much. Super heroines, one and all, are repressed nymphos who NEED to be fucked long, hard and mercilessly," Dragon Queen sneered. She indicated Ms Americana and then Flag Girl, "As you can see for yourself."

"What...w-what will become of us?" Azure Angel stammered.

Her fear further dishonored her. She dropped her eyes shamefaced before the amused gaze of the Asian white slaver.

"I know of a drug lord in Indochina with a fetish for big-titted super heroines, especially American super heroines, and he will pay millions to own Ms Americana," Dragon Queen said. "Flag Girl will stay here a while, for I have a thing for pretty blondes. But eventually, I'll sell her too. I know of a Middle Eastern oil billionaire who has expressed interest in her. I'll get millions for her as well." She gave Azure Angel a look over, then reached up and removed her mask. "I don't know who you are, so that means you are nobody. I won't get much more than a few thousand for you, then. I suspect you'll sell to the Russian Mafia, and end up in a brothel in the frozen north. Shame you're not dressed for the cold. Hahaha!"

THE END