Nevada Jones #7 By DeannaTroi This is a work of fiction. It contains adult material of a sexual nature and should not be read by anyone under the age of 18. all characters depicted in sexual situations are 18 or older. Delta City, Ms. Americana, Lady Sara Kraft, Jungle Babe and the other heroines of the She Legion are the creation and property of Mr. X. Elsa, Baron von Stiga and Council Commander are also the creation of Mr. X. Nevada, Nefertari and the other characters in this story are my own creation. Feel free to use my characters in your own stories as long as you try and keep their characters in line with what is depicted in these stories. You can send all feedback to: troi@hotmail.com "I don't freaking believe this," said Nevada as she stared at the three groups of neo Nazis trying to break into the house. "I mean the original wasn't a very good movie, so why are they doing a sequel?" When Nefertari looked at her blankly, Nevada sighed and explained. "I'm just making an analogy to the movies. Hollywood loves to do sequels rather than come up with something new," and Nevada gestured at the computer screen. "This is ridiculous. All three groups showing up again at exactly the same time and at different doors? I don't know who, but someone is just having a big laugh." "Ah, I see," replied Nefertari looking thoughtful. "Still, I did not find our first 'movie' as you refer to it as very funny and I would much prefer a different result this time." "Agreed," said Nevada and looked over at Fiona Piper. "This is your house, do you have any preferences on how to handle this?" Fiona bit her lip and looked a bit worried and a bit scared as she stared a the three groups of invaders. "I, can't handle that many with my music. Can you please helpme?" she turned pleading eyes towards Ebonee and Ivory. Nefertari nodded firmly. "We will handle this much better the second time," she said with confidence. "We will keep our strength concentrated and take out the groups one by one." * * * The front door swung open abruptly and Council Commander ordered his black robed troops to precede him into the house. If there was some kind of trap, triggering it was what minions were for. The narrow passage left by the junk piled on either side meant the goons had to move in single file. Suddenly in front of them by the kitchen door, a brown and green clad cowled figure appeared. "Hi guys, I bet you can't catch me," laughed Fiona and she pulled down her top to flash her F cup boobs at the men before turning and running into the kitchen. The men gave a cry and immediately gave chase after the busty girl. Once in the kitchen, Fiona ducked down into a prepared spot behind the swinging door and out of sight. When the men burst into the dark kitchen, Nefertari popped up on the far side of the room, briefly outlined against a window, and let them see her as she stepped into the walk in pantry. The goons charged across the floor and the leaders tripped and fell over the unseen totes in the middle of the floor while those behind them, tripped over the leaders. As everyone tried to disentangle themselves, Nefertari and Fiona waded in with a pair of baseball bats from the autographed bats collectionand began whacking heads, arms, legs and any other moving portion of the goons until nothing more was moving. "Barry Bonds hits another homer," giggled Fiona. "Who is this Ken Griffey Jr.?" asked Nefertari. "Wouldn't a Ken Griffey Sr.be more efficient and appropriate for a queen?" Out in the hall Council Commander smiled when he heard the thuds and muffled screams as he imagined his men had caught the girl and were teaching her a lesson in respecting her betters. Behind him, Nevada slipped out of the lving room, uncoiled her whip and sent it flying to wrap around Council Commanders ankles. The man gave a yelp and Nevada yanked hard to send him sprawling on his face. The black hooded figure had managed to twist onto his back trying to get up when Nevada landed on his chest and knocked the wind from his body. Council Commander wriggled and squirmed under Nevada as she tried to grab his hands and cuff them. Suddenly she felt something hard poking at her ass and she froze for a second. "Ah, you feel my mighty German cock," sneered Council Commander. "You have felt it inyou once before girl, perhaps you wish to experience that ultimate pleasure again." Nevada ground her teeth together at the memory of that last encounter and just who this slimy little bastard was a clone of and she grabbed the man by the throat and started banging his head against the floor until she felt his body go slack. At that point Fiona came out of the kitchen and with her help, Nevada immobilized and gagged the bastard with cuffs and duct tape. Nefertari was just congratulating herself on the success of the first part of their divide and conquer strategy when someone crashed into her from behind. Over the noise of their fight with Council Commander's black clad goons, Baron von Stiga and his green robed thugs had managed to force the back door and snuck into the kitchen. "We meet again my sexy little nubian Fraulein," said the Baron as he had Nefertari bent over what turned out to be a tub of ketchup packets. Before Ebonee could recover, she felt the man's big hands pulling down her costume and his hard, thick cock pushing into her pussy. Made complacent by their previous victory, the green robed hoods, having found the kitchen light switch, gathered to watch the show and whirled in surprise as the kitchen door slammed open and Nevada crashed into them. As the men tried to rally and deal with this second mere woman, they heard an unearthly music and glowing reddish yellow snakes began to appear and entangle them. Baron von Stiga paused in his rape of Nefertari as he watched his men go down and then his supposed victim's elbow slammed back into his throat. With a gurgling cry, von Stiga reeled back, his monstrous cock dangling down like its own obscene type of snake. Nefertari took careful aim and planted a kick with all her strength into the Baron's groin and with a scream, his eyes rolled up in his head and he collapsed unconscious. After some more work with handcuffs and duct tape, the three heroines stood pannting with exertion and looking down at their bound foes. "Two down and one to go," panted Nevada. She was about to say more when they all heard muffled screams from the attic. "It sounds like they discovered the bear traps from your collection," said Nefertari looking at Fiona with a grin. "I still don't understand why anyone would collect them, but scattered around on the floor and in strategic places with the lights out, they did come in handy." Fiona gave the dark skinned woman a blank look. "Why shouldn't someone collect bear traps? There are nearly a thousand different categorized types and collecting them is a wide spread hobby in the worldd. There were more than five hundred collectors at the annual convention in Las Vegas last spring. Things must be organized and cataloged." Nefertari decided not to argue, but resolved to try and get the girl to get out more and have a life. When they got to the attic, the grey robed figures were more than willing to surrender if it met getting the bear traps removed from arms, legs and other parts they had clamped onto. At least one of the men had learned a very painful lesson about the wisdom of breaking into a house in anticipation of a little rape and sporting an erection. It seemed unlikely that he would be attempting such a thing in the forseeable future unless he got an extremely good plastic surgeon. The only downside to everything was that there was no sign of Elsa. * * * The 'Handmaiden of the New Reich' limped down the road to her car rubbing her ass. She had gotten the damned thing off thanks to her natural superior strength, but she didn't think she would be sleepig on her back that night and sitting down to drive didn't have much appeal for her either. She had ignored that twaddle about a second warehouse that Van Horne had tried to feed her and had gone instead to the Piper house when she recognized the name on the contents manifest. She had no idea how those other two morons had figured out where to look and once her ass was better, Elsa intended to have a little talk with Weiner. Unlocking her car, the blonde slid gingerly onto the seat, gave a litle yelp and then drove unsteadily away. * * * "You have no idea why they broke in here?" asked Dave Wagner of Homeland Security as he looked at the three women in front of him. "None at all," replied Fiona. "They probably wanted something in my father's collection but they never said what it was they were looking for. These two heroines were passing by," and here Fiona gestured to Ebonee and Ivory, "and they rushed in to help me." Wagner looked around at the junk that was piled in every room and hallway. He could understand collecting things like baseball cards and maybe beer mugs, but why would anyone collect hub caps or shampoo bottles or grass trimmers? Then there was the extremely extensive collection of strap-on dildos that made him want to walk with his legs close together. "These were the same goons who broke into the warehouse the other night," said Ivory, breaking into the man's tortured thoughts. "How do you know that?" demanded Wagner. Ivory handed the man the copy of the contents manifest that Elsa had dropped. It had a few splotches of blood on it and she had made sure to smear that blood over the note about a crate being transferred to Piper House. "They dropped this," she said calmly. We recognized some of these characters as being on the Federal Most Wanted List, so that's why we called you instead of the Delta City Pd." Nevada didn't bother to add that she wouldn't trust the Delta City PD to not take a bribe and release them all before they ever got to jail. Wagner took the manifest, examined it, grunted and then scowled at the three women again. He was pretty sure there was more to this story than they were telling him, but he didn't have a clue what it was or how to get it out of them. As it was, he had two of the top ten most wanted terrorists in Council Commander and Baron von Stiga, so he might even get a promotion out of this shit hole of a city. Whatever else might be going on didn't really matter much did it? * * * Dana Worthy looked over at her co-pilot Javier Lopez and rolled her eyes back towards the passenger cabin of the luxurious private jet where muffled moans could be heard through the cabin door. "I didn't think that tall, skinny guy was her ladyship's type," said Lopez, answering the unspoken question of the pilot. "Me either," agreed Dana, "but sometimes I think she just enjoys initiating people into the mile high club." Javier grunted in agreement. "Do you think something fishy is going on? I don't understand why Holly came along and with that rather flimsy story about a special customs assignment." Dana gave Javier a mildly reproveing look and then shrugged. "Just remember we get paid very well to be Lady Kraft's private pilots and part of that extra pay is not to ask questions and keep our mouths shut about things we see. I figure that in another ten years of getting paid like this that I can retire and I'll only be 47, I mean 44 then." Javier grinned at the age correction and nodded his general agreement with everything Dana had said then returned his attention to his instruments, though now and then he could still hear the muffled cries of passion coming from the rear of the plane. * * * Crimson Spider grabbed Lady Kraft's long braids and gave them a hard yank to hel pull the noblewoman's body back towards him and push his cock deeper into her warm, clinging cunt. He and Lapis had boarded the jet in his crate, his daughter temporarily returned to her jewel form until after takeoff. Once they were in the air and out over the Atlantic, the mummy and daughter had emerged and Crimson Spider was soon gratifying his sexual needs with his new aristocratic slave. Lady Kraft's large, soft boobs were swinging back and forth freely as Crimson Spider drove his cock into her from behind. In front of them, the blonde customs agent was locked into a 69 with his daughter with Lapis on top. Faruq had taken advantage of Lapis's upthrust ass and currently had his cock buried in her rear entrance. "I really must thank you for introducing me to this tradition of having sex while flying," said Crimson Spider as he paused in his thrusting to glance at the clouds the jet was flying through. "People said the Romans were debauched, but I am starting to think they were quite chaste to modern humanity." "Ahhhhhhhhhh, don't stop," moaned Sara Kraft who had lost track of how many orgasms she had experienced since the flight began. Her Aphrodite genes were working overtime and all she really knew at the moment was that wonderful cock in her pussy had stopped moving and she really really wanted to cum yet again. "My, you are an impatient and insatiable slut aren't you?" laughed Crimson Spider as he gave the Englishwoman's ass a hard ringing slap and began to thrust his cock in and out of the woman's dripping pussy once again. Holly Dwindle's mind wasn't in much better shape than Lady Kraft's. In fact the last twelve hours or so seemed to be little more than a blur of orgasm after orgasm. She dimly remembered her fear when the mummy had yanked her into the crate and raped her, but she knew she had soon become a willing recipient of his cock. Then he had touched her forehead and found that even after her lust addled brain had started to cool down that she could do nothing to disobey the thing. She had never had sex with another woman before and now she couldn't get enough of the same sex fun. The romp with Lady Kraft in the shower had been fantastic and when Crimson Spider had ordered her to make out with Lapis, she hadn't really wanted to disobey. Holly had been more than a little intrigued about the idea of making out with a black woman and it hadn't disappointed her as Lapis was an extremely skilled lover with a delicious tasting pussy. Holly was pretty sure her fairly racist parents would be shocked if they knew what she was doing, but frankly she didn't give a damn at the moment what her parents thought as Lapis's tongue wrung yet another delightful orgasm from her sweat drenched body. Faruq couldn't help but think this was all madness and they were heading towards disaster, but at the same time he had to admit it was one hell of a way to go if that was the case. He had been surprised that Crimson Spider had offered him this chance to ass fuck his own daughter, but the mummy didn't seem to possess tender feelings for anyone including Lapis. In fact Faruq was quite certain Crimson Spider was rather enjoying the sight of his daughter's ass getting ploughed while he watched and fucked the English bitch. Well, therre was some old saying about eating, drinking and being merry since yu might die tomorrow and fucking Lapis;s gloriously tight ass probably came under the catagory of being merry. Lapis let her tongue work on automatic at the blonde's pussy under her face and she only dimly felt the hard cock driving in and out of her ass as her mind drifted. Her imprisonment in the jewel had largely been one of unconscious rest, interrupted only now and then by the astral visits of her father. Now that she was fully awake again, she found her life once more dominated by Crimson Spider's demands on her loyalty and her body. Was it too much to ask for a life of her own? Was it too much to ask for a chance at love and happiness? Lapis's thoughts and mind were suddenly brought back down to her earthly body as the blonde woman's pussy began to squirt its juices over her face and into her mouth even as she felt a warm blast of cum shooting into her ass. It seemed that for now at least, she would have to be satisfied with mere physical pleasure as her own orgasm overtook her and she poured her juices over Holly's upturned face. * * * Once the officious oaf from Homeland Security and his minions had taken away Council Commander, Baron von Stiga and the three groups of thugs, Nevada and Nefertari returned their attention to finding the crate that had been delivered to Harold Piper's house. "There is no way to reach it, protested Fiona Piper when Nevada suggested they go in search of it. "Why not?" asked Nevada "Your inventory said it was in Basement 7, Room 3. I don't see how this place can have seven basements, but you obviously had to be able to reach it, if you recorded it in your database." "It's hard to explain," said Fiona. "I think I had better show you." With that, the beautiful girl who was a mixture of several racial backgrounds led the way to the basement steps and flicked on a light switch. "Ok, just go down the stairs and take a quick look around and come back up." Puzzled, Ivory and Ebonee went down the stairs where they saw a furnace, washing machine, dryer and the by now normal stacks of books, boxes and other objects. Once they came back to the ground floor, Fiona closed the basement door, knocked on it once and then opened it again. "Now go down again and take another look," she told the pair of superheroines. Still puzzled, Nevada and Nefertari went down the stairs and this time saw no trace of the furnace, washing machine and dryer. Moreover the piles of stuff were obviously different. Fiona repeated the process with two knocks on the door and then three before calling a halt. "I call the normal basement with the furnace Basement Zero. There are six others that I can access using the knocking system. Basement 7, however, is differnt. It requires seven knocks, but it only works at night when there is a full moon in the sky. There might be even more basements, but I haven't figured out the sequence to reach them yet. if they do exist." "We aren't due for a full moon for another two days," said a disappointed Nefertari. Fiona nodded. "It might be possible to reach Basement 7 if you knew enough magic without waiting for the full moon, but that is the only way I have found that works." "I am finally starting to see how it is possible for someone like your father to get lost in a place like this," observed Nevada. "Do you think he is lost in Basement 7?" Fiona shrugged "possibly, but the basement is not the only place or room in this house that does weird things." * * * Fiona Piper was unexpectedly disappointed when Ebonee and Ivory left, promising to come back in two nights when the moon was full so they could access Basement 7. Fiona was used to being alone and thought she preferred it that way. Of course, she had had her father, but even when he was home, she rarely saw him as he was so involved in his collecting. It had been six months since he had disappeared and her only human contact in that time had been with the rather nervous seeming delivery people who brought her food. The dark skinned Ebonee had not been shy at admiring her breasts and while it had first been a little disconcerting, Fiona had begun to enjoy the attention and human company. The light skinned Ivory had not been as open in her oglig, but Fiona had caught her stealing glances and that also had been stimulating. Now they were gone and the house for the first time in her life seemed empty. Fiona carefully locked the seventeen outside doors she knew about, though only two of them were actually visible from the exterior. Turning off all the lights, the young woman made her way to her room, stripped off her clothes and laid down on her small bed. She spent a few minutes running her hands over her breasts and then down between her legs where she gave her clit a few rubs. Then she took up her flute and began to play a soft, familiar tune. Soon a half dozen of her red, orange and yellow glowing "snakes" appeared and began to crawl and wriggle over her body as they had done numerous times in the past when she felt the desire building in her body and demanding release. One of her little helpers slid into her pussy and Fiona gave a soft gasp of pleasure. Lifting her ass from the mattress, she allowed another one to slip into her rear entrance and then a third slipped into her now panting mouth. The other three snakes rubbed over her breasts and stomach, sending waves of pleasure through her body that quickly built to an orgasm. It would be the first of many that night for the lonely girl. * * * A small man with unremarkable features stood in the shadows across from Piper House and scowled. He had watched Elsa limp down the street an then the human's security people come and take away the others. It had all been so incredibly boring and he was getting frustrated. These two new heroines were learning fast and that was simply no fun. Even as he stood there, however, contemplating his next move, he sensed something unexpected. He could feel a presence coming closer that he had not felt for several of their Earth centuries. This might be just what he needed to spice things up a bit. * * * Nefertari was feeling as frustrated as Fiona Piper, but she was quite aware of the source and how she wanted to deal with it. She had always had an active and full sex life as Queen of Eqt. as it had been her royal perogitive to take any of her subjects, male or female, to her bed if she desired them or just needed to relieve her tension. Oddly enough, she had never bedded her maid Lapis and now she wondered if the girl had taken that as a slight, leading to her betrayal. After that betrayal and her enslavement to Crimson Spider, she had been forced to service the man and anyone else in his court that he designated. While she no longer had a choice in her bed partners, she still had a very active sex life to say the least which was more than enough to satisfy her Aphrodite gene. Since coming to Delta City, however, Nefertari had been only able to find the self relief of masturbation to those intriguing movies on television and she desperately wanted something more. The problem was that despite sharing a bed with Nevada and hinting at her desire for intimacy, the other girl had not responded. Even now, as she pressed her breasts into Nevada's back, the other girl seem completely oblivious and was even starting to snore. Exactly how such a thing was possible was beyond Nefertari's imagining and she gave a sigh and rolled onto her back considering her options. After a moment's thought, Nefertari slid out of bed and quietlyleft the bedroom she shared with Nevada and made her way to Arizona's room. She opened the door and quietly called to the young man. "Arizona, are you awake?" "Yeah," Arizona replied and then Nefertari heard a slight choking noise. "Are you alright?" she asked. "I'm fine," replied Arizona. He had been unable to contain the choking sound when he caught sight of the outline of the obviously naked, curvy formstanding so unexpectedly in his bedroom doorway. "Do you mind if I come in?" asked Nefertari already moving a few feet into his room. "Not, not at all," Arizona said, stammering a little as he felt his cock twitch as he watched the shadowy figure close the door and then there was the soft sound of her bare feet on the rug. He felt her weight settle on the edge of his bed as she sat down. "Um, what's up?" he asked the silent woman. "I couldn't sleep," replied Nefertari, "and your sister is snoring." "Er, is there anything I can do to help?" asked Arizona thinking how lame his question sounded. "I hope so," replied Nefertari. Arizona felt a soft hand suddenly rub over his groin through the covering blankets and he felt his cock twitch again and start to get instantly hard. "Um, are you sure about this?" Arizona croaked out. "Very sure," replied Nefertari as her hand continued to rub the growing tent of the blanket. "Well, as long as you are sure," Arizona managed after a small moan. "Very sure," Nefertari assured him and pulled the blanket back to find Arizona's cockpoking through the opening in the front of his pajamas. The dark skinned beauty caressed it gently, feeling a drop of precum bubble out of the tip onto her fingers. Arizona sensed the girl's head bending down towards his stiff member and he fumbled to turn on the bedside lamp. "Just a second, I really have to see this to believe it is happening." Nefertari smiled and paused as she waited for the light to come on and Arizona to settle back down before opening her mouth and deliberately taking it slow, she engulfed the swollen head of Arizona's cock with her mouth. "Oh fuck, that feels good," gasped Arizona as he watched Nefertari's lips close on his cock. "If this is a dream, it is the best one I ever had." "Trust me," said Nefertari, "it's not a dream." Still going slowly, she moved her mouthlower and lower onto Arizona's hard cock until finally the entire length was inside her mouth. Then just as slowly, Nefertari pulled her mouth back,herlips tightly pressed against the throbbing shaft. The busty dark skinned woman repeated this cycle half a dozen times until she tasted the spurts of precum leaking from Arizona's cock and judged he was ready for the next phase. Gently she tugged his pajama bottomsoff and moved to straddle him. "Just lie back and let me do the work," she said softly. Arizona grinned up at her. "Hey, it's not like I have much choice about who does the driving," he quipped. He saw Nefertari flinch and he raised a hand to gently cup and stroke one of her breasts. "I'm just teasing you, don't worry." "I won't then" replied Nefertari as she felt the tip of Arizona's cock rub over her pussy lips and reaching down she partedthem and let the head slip inside her. She heard Arizona give a louder moan and she looked down at him with concern. "I'm not hurting you am I?" "Trust me, I am not that fragile," replied Arizona. "I just have never felt anything so fantastic before. It beats the hellout of using my own hand." "I know what you mean," said Nefertari with feeling as she slowly lowered herself farther and farther onto Arizona's quite impressive member which was even bigger than she had thought after her lap dance the other day. She wondered if he was one of the relatively rare Adonis males. It would certainly make sense with his sister being anAphrodite. Nefertari pushed that irrelevant thought from her mind as she felt their groins touch and Arizona's balls nestling against her ass. Using her powerful leg muscles, the dark skinned beauty began to slowly ride up and down on Arizona's cock while both his hands now cupped one of her dangling breasts and gently played with them. "I, I don't think I am going to last very long," gasped Arizona after a few minutes. "Sorry about that." Nefertari ran a finger over Arizona's lips, tracing their outline as she continued to move her body up and down on his cock. "Don't worry about it. We have all night and the second and third times will be more prolonged." "Second and third?" croaked Arizona and decided that sounded awfully enticing. "As many times as you can," agreed Nefertari. "Holy fuck," was all Arizona had time to say to this as he felt his balls tighten and he began to shoot his first load int Nefertari's warm pussy. * * * Nevada lay in her dark bedroom alone and tried not to hear the soft moans coming through the wall from the adjacent room. She had felt Nefertari's breasts pressing against her back and had so desperately wanted to roll over and touch them to see where that would lead, but fear had kept her immobile. Just what she was afraid of was beyond her. Nefertari had kissed her and she had even tasted the other woman thanks to Elsa's little game in the warehouse. Still something had held her back and then she had heard the former Queen sigh and slip out of bed and go to find Arizona. She was happy for her brother, she really was, but why did she feel like crying as she put a pillow over her head to shut out the noise of their lovemaking?? The End f