Ms. Americana, Elsa, Queen
Bee, and Delta City are the creations of Mr. X’s. Mr. Klimstit, and the Klimstit Corporation are my own creations,
and inspired by Mr. X’s works. The
nameless woman in the beginning of the story, as well Miss Bea, are inspired by
Deviant Artist BEgirl69.
If Bondage, Forced Lactation,
and other sexual behavior are offensive to you, do not read any further.
Any feedback may be sent to
mrklimstit@lycos.com
The Unknown Victory
Delta City is a city like, and unlike, any other. Like every city in the world, it has
historical centers, and cultural centers.
It has centers of commerce, and it has centers of higher education. It has scores of churches, synagogues, and
mosques. It also has a degree of
crime. It has the thugs that lurk in
the shadows, people of negotiable affection working the streets, and those criminals
who are so good at it, that people only suspect that they are criminals.
While Delta City is similar to other cities, there is one
notable difference from those other cities, and that is the protection the city
has. Delta City has a whole battalion
of buxom heroines who protect the city from the criminals operating there. They help keep those villains in check, and
are praised for it. If one were to ask
the array of criminals, and listen to their lore, one might think the heroines
are more like a congress of baboons instead of a pride of lions. The truth of the matter is that the heroines
know that while they are successful, they have, on occasion, paid the price for
being bested.
In an undisclosed location in Delta City, two figures who
had been bested by the heroines of Delta City are meeting. They are two villainesses, who if the truth
be told, suffer a worse fate for being strong women. While the heroines accept the unwritten law that states if they
are beaten, they are fair game, the villainesses don't have that luxury. They can be backstabbed, and then taken as
unfair game when bested. The two that
are meeting have both suffered that way.
While the two women remained in the shadows, they know of
each others reputation. The one speaks
in a heavy German accent, one that reminds older people of Germany around the
1930's. That one set her eyes on the
standing shadowy figure, and finally broke the silence. “So, you wish to bring down Mr.
Klimstit. I’ll admit that I do not like
the man, but he has provided supplies to the Council. Why?”
The other figure laughed, and when she spoke, there was
something unusual in her tone, like a buzz.
“It’s simple. He’z cost me a
good deal of business. Now, it will be
payback time. Do you have the device I
said would help in this plan?”
The first figure nodded, and handed over the one
device. “This will do as you
requested. I even brought someone for
you to test it on. Regardless, I’m sure
you will be happy with the results.”
She then saw the other figure moving, like she was removing her
top. No doubt that the second figure
was plotting out her plan. As the
second figure did that, the first figure just said, “So where are we
starting?” Her German accent did
wonders for telling how annoyed she was at the scenario.
The second figure started activating the device, while
locking her eyes on a figure bound to a chair.
“We will split up. I shall take
Club Bounce, and you can go to Double Dee’s Palace. Both are closed at the moment, due to the time. No doubt, he has something in one of
them. After that, we meet up at his company
headquarters. We’ll then have him under
our thumbs.” She started to laugh.
That laughter caused the third figure, a bound brunette
in a blue button down blouse to panic.
That panic intensified when the second figure stepped over, and ripped
open the blouse, causing buttons to fly everywhere, and the woman’s ample bosom
to be exposed. The woman, who was
gagged, want to shout out, and inwardly cursed when she had her green halter
top pushed under her ample breasts. The
second figure then started using the device she had been given, which caused
the bound figure to squeal in panic. It
would be the last sound that figure would ever make, and that made the second
figure happier as she used the device.
As two lights shone from the device, one engulfing the breasts of the
bound woman, and the other engulfing the second woman, she could imagine how
much something like that would upset Mr. Klimstit, and as the device did its
job, she almost climaxed in delight.
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As day broke around Delta City, Ms. Americana was on
patrol. The drop dead gorgeous heroine
of Delta City, decked out in her patriotic string bikini, had been on patrol
for most of the night, and needed to rest.
Still, she had heard that Elsa was back in Delta City, which no doubt
meant the Council was as well. That was
not a good sign, since they had almost started an army of super soldiers. That plan had been stopped, but somehow Elsa
and the council had gotten away. Even
though Elsa was treacherous, she might have gotten back in the good graces of
the Council.
With those thoughts in mind, Ms. Americana had hoped to
get the drop on what ever plan they were cooking up. What ever it would involve, it would be most likely tested on
those the Council deemed inferior, and for them, that meant anyone who didn't
fit the stereotype thought up decades ago by some delusional Europeans. It also meant testing those plans on anyone
who opposed them.
Those latter thoughts crossed her mind when she noticed
that the door to one building was open.
The building was the gentleman's club, and that term made her inwardly
laugh, known as Double Dee's Palace.
While she did not whole heartedly like a majority of the 'gentleman's
clubs', she had to at least admit that the odds of something shady or illegal
happening at that one was nil. She had
almost stormed the place when she heard rumors that some of the girls were
turning tricks. When she had arrived,
however, she found the club owner, the pharmaceutical mastermind, Mr. Klimstit,
having the patrons thrown out and banned, and the women fired and dismissed
from the place. The place was as
legitimate as a place like that could be.
Seeing that the door was open during its downtime time was suspect. She approached the door, glancing into the
gloom, and said to herself, "Now, who would be here at this time."
As the buxom brunette entered, that event went unnoticed
by the person in the office, since they thought they had disabled all the
alarms. The matter of disarming them had
been easy, with the special glove on their left hand. It had encased all the alarms in ice, an ice so cold it would
take hours to melt. This allowed the
blonde, scantily clad, bombshell time to rummage around the office. Eventually, she growled in frustration,
"Ach, where would that man hide his ventures. I know that the Council's scientist has ordered from him."
What the woman referred to was that some of the products
they used to subdue Ms. Americana and other heroines had come from Mr.
Klimstit. Of course, their scientist
made them better, so it had to be some lasting inferiority that allowed the
heroines to escape, or recover quickly.
Still, finding the proof of purchase would give them enough blackmail material
to control the man. At least, that was
her partner‘s agenda. Her own agenda
would be to take control of the company, since such brilliant items should not
be in the hands of inferiors.
She was actually unaware that the strip club was the only
one of Mr. Klimstit's ventures that was not fully connected to the secret
criminal empire he had. Had she been
aware of that, she wouldn't have hacked into the computer, and spent the time
searching the employee data base. Of
course, she might have done so, looking for inferiors to test things on. Regardless, it was while she was looking at
the promising profile of a superior woman like herself, currently on vacation
due to taking part in a reality competition, that she had been surprised to
hear her name. "Resorting to
robbery, Elsa. How the mighty have
fallen."
Ms. Americana stood in the doorway of the owner's office
of Double Dee's palace. She had not
been surprised to see the door open, especially since she had figured someone
had broken in. The surprising thing had
been that the place had not been robbed.
Finding Elsa in the office had not really been a surprise, but it didn't
answer what the supremacist villainess was up to or after. She gave the villainess the traditional
smirk. “Now, your best course of action
right now is to give up, but I have a feeling you won‘t take that course.”
She was not surprised when Elsa jumped the desk, and came
charging at her, shouting, “Like hell, you inferior bitch.” Ms. Americana was ready for that, and
quickly matched the blows Elsa was dealing.
Elsa was a good fighter, but Ms. Americana was better, because she
fought for good. Occasionally, one of
them would land a lucky blow, usually to their ample breasts. Those ended up being the blows that wore
both fighters down.
The fight finally ended when Ms. Americana threw a punch,
and Elsa deflected it with a downward arm.
The blow actually hit one of Elsa‘s gloves, and Ms. Americana was
shocked by the sudden cold. She glanced
down for just a moment, and saw that where the hand was pointing was now coated
in ice. The pure cold that generated
from that ice made her nipples stand at attention. It was also enough to make Ms. Americana to say , “What the?”
Elsa took that moment to strike. She punched Ms. Americana in the gut,
causing the woman to stagger on to the ice patch, and slip. She smiled evilly as the buxom brunette in
the American Flag themed bikini banged her head on the floor, leaving the woman
dazed. Elsa stood over the woman and said, "My new ice gloves. My associate said they might be needed. Looks like they were right." She then struck a blow to Ms. Americana that
knocked out her foe.
Once that was done, she went back over to the desk. She quickly looked over all the files again,
and was disgusted to find it was devoid of anything she could use. She quickly realized that Mr. Klimstit
didn't have anything she could use there.
"Damn it. Where does that
man hide all his information? The
Council scientists had purchased that knock-out gas from him, as well as the
fertility enhancement drug. They only
said they had to alter it because Council Commander would have been livid if he
had known the truth."
She slammed her fist down on the desk, and the action
caused two things. The first had been
it made her breasts jiggle, which made the tilted swastikas bounce, and had
anyone been present, they would have enjoyed looking at the symbols. The second was a secret drawer had opened. In truth, a sensor on the drawer had
detected the close jiggle, and she had been sitting in a way for a second
sensor to think Mr. Klimstit was in the chair.
This fluke revealed to Elsa the hidden drawer, and the breast milking
machine hidden with in. This made her
smile, and then glanced at Ms. Americana.
"Looks like you are about to have a very draining, and humiliating,
experience." She then picked up
the device, and the fallen heroine.
***************
At that very moment, a lone figure was currently
searching through Club Bounce. This
figure's actions had gotten the attention of another heroine. The curvy Asian heroine known as Sapphire
Seraphim had noticed that the door to the club was open. Of course, she hadn't needed to see it,
since it was one of her employer's businesses.
What it did mean to her was that someone was up to something in the
building, and that was not good.
She touched down on the ground outside the door, and
quietly entered. After disastrous
encounters in the past, when she was Azure Angel, she knew quiet was the
key. Her ninja skills, combined with
her superpowers, allowed her to quietly and quickly enter the building. It also helped to be familiar with the floor
plan. She could already see that the
door to Mr. Klimstit's office was open, which meant that someone was after something.
She quickly made her way to Mr. Klimstit's office, fully
aware that some of her boss’s secrets could be accessed from the computer in
that room. She didn‘t doubt her boss
had the terminal secured, but after the incident involving Amazing Babe, Shield
and Nikki Widget, she didn‘t put anything past anyone. She was aware that some of the criminals in
Delta City, as well as elsewhere in the world, would like to get their supplies
at a discount, or even take control of Mr. Klimstit‘s empire. There were also a few villainesses that she
was aware of that might want to score some payback.
Sapphire Seraphim was right, since one of those
villainesses moved quickly out of sight when she heard someone coming up the
steps to the office. The villainess did
have a score to settle, especially after she realized who was behind what
happened to her. This villainess would
be relying on her own skills, since she couldn‘t trust her own minions. Her prior encounter with one of Mr.
Klimstit‘s people had cost her one of her most important tools. Now, it was time for vengeance.
When she saw the heroine enter, she quickly struck,
landing a knockout blow on the Asian.
She heard a gasp come from the woman as she collapsed, and then tested
the heroines pulse. “Perfect. I‘m sure you‘ll cause a buzz in the
news.” She then turned the heroine‘s
head not caring about the mask, or removing it. “I almost didn‘t know you were coming. You‘ve earned a bee-utiful reputation, Sapphire Seraphim. Better than that bungler, Azure Angel.”
The villainess then went back to the computer. She instantly went to work, familiar with
how the computer system had to work.
She had done it before, working away to take control of the milking
station she had moved into. Obviously,
she had missed something, since something allowed the women to stop her. Now, they would not be able to, since they
might be busy elsewhere.
Eventually, the villainess found what she was looking
for. Files hinting at where the milking
machines were in the club. She also
found that there had been records about those milkings, but they had been
transferred to the main system. Well,
she had planned to head there after her colleague had finished at the strip
club. That gave her time to carry
Sapphire Seraphim to where all the milking machines were, and prepared the
buxom Asian for her very draining fate.
Sapphire Seraphim started to stir once she had been
secured to the seat she was awaking in.
She tried to move, but quickly realized that she had been secured to one
of the milking machines in the back of the club. It wasn‘t her first visit there, but this time was dangerous
because she was the only one hooked up, and she recognized the figure who was
standing next to the console. “Queen
Bee. You are not going to get away with
whatever evil scheme you are up to.”
She was not unnerved when the villainess laughed. “You sound like all the other heroines
operating in this city.” There was a
smirk on her face that Sapphire wanted to wipe off it. The woman didn‘t know who Sapphire was
aligned to, but then no one knew, except Mr. Klimstit and the Inner
Circle. Still she didn‘t interrupt as
the woman continued. “You see, the
squeaky clean Mr. Klimstit is one of the biggest criminals in this city. He’s a breast milking fiend that puts
Milkman to shame. He has special places
set up like this all over the city.”
Sapphire made sure she put a surprised look on her
face. “You lie, you bitch. You probably set this up to frame him.” She knew that Queen Bee was speaking the
truth, but she wouldn’t let on to that.
The villains of Delta City thought she was a true heroine, but the ones
she personally caught learned the truth, and she even made sure they didn’t
spread the secret.
Queen Bee laughed again at the captive heroine, and then
walked over and slapped the woman for good measure. The obviously Asian heroine reacted like every other heroine, but
she cut the woman off before she could shout any obscenities. “Stupid like the others, especially that
missing Azure Angel. I wonder which
criminal has her now. Probably turned
her into a mindless fuck slave. That
aside, think about it. Could I have set
something this elaborate up on short notice.
There are a hundred milking machines here. This took time to set up, and funds. He also has plans for that milk.
I plan to bring his empire down, or take control of it.”
She enjoyed the shocked look on the heroine‘s face. She then pointed to the milking cones
attached to the woman‘s breasts. “I
don‘t know how often he checks these, but when he comes here, he‘s going to
find a nice little amount of milk, and a corpse.” She laughed as a horrified look crossed the heroine‘s face. She leaned down, and looked in her captive
in the eyes. “This place is designed to
milk one hundred women, and from what I read, if it is lacking, some work
twice, after the woman in it is restored.
Imagine if she didn‘t get restored.”
She left the heroine as the woman started to say, “You
wouldn‘t….” The woman‘s statement was
cut off by a moan when Queen Bee turned on the machine. She then left the console, making her way
down the long room. She knew there was
no escape for the heroine. It would be
a fate she could never escape. Queen
Bee’s only regret would be that she couldn't wait to watch the heroine die.
She left the building, and activated the communications
device she had with her partner in this venture, Elsa. The woman had left her a message, and it
made her smile. "So, Elsa captured
Ms. Americana. Well, that will make two
captive heroines the criminal mastermind can't hide. Besides, if they do escape, they will realize the truth. Of course, that is only if Sapphire escapes,
and she'll need help to do that."
She laughed again, and then stopped.
She realized her ample orbs were starting to revert. She'd have to correct that later, when she
and Elsa snuck into Mr. Klimstit's building.
She would use the device on one of the ladies that had left her in the
state she was in now. Her costume would
have to preserve her orbs for the time being.
Sapphire continued moaning until she had been certain
Queen Bee had left. Once that happened,
she gathered her wits. By her mental
calculations, and how soft her breasts were, she was almost tapped. If the machine would be allowed to continue,
Queen Bee would be correct about her imminent death. Luckily, she had worked with the Inner Circle to add a new
feature to the console. She cleared her
throat, controlling her building climax, and said in a clear voice,
"Deactivate milking session.
Authorization code Alpha Alpha 2 Sierra Sierra."
The moment the last word was spoken, the machine
shutdown. Sapphire sighed in relief
when the cones released her, and she quickly got up from the machine. The situation had turned dire. She had heard of the incident involving
Queen Bee, and remembered her own chance encounters with the slaver. Now she was coming after Mr. Klimstit in
vengeance, and Mr. Klimstit had not been the one to ruin her, at least he didn't
authorize it. Scarlett paid a little
for that decision, but ultimately, Mr. Klimstit agreed that the formally buxom
slaver had to be made an example of.
She ran over to one of the cabinets in the room, and
pulled out the special salve that was in it.
It had been made by the boss just for use at this location, since it
would be difficult to restore a hundred women at once. She applied the glowing goo to her now
drained breasts and almost gave in to the immense orgasmic pleasure that came
about when her breasts were restored.
She would have reveled in it, but she was certain that she would have to
check the other operations, at least the ones closed right now. She had a feeling Queen Bee wasn't alone.
Sapphire Seraphim ran through the building, grabbing her
top and putting it on in the process, and entered the secret tunnels. Those tunnels worked as a secret way between
all of Mr. Klimstit's operations, and they proved very useful when getting a
pesky heroine out of one area with ease.
She also knew them by heart now, and made her way to Double Dee's
Palace, the gentleman's club Mr. Klimstit ran.
As she approached the exit of the tunnel, she already knew something was
wrong there. Someone was there when the
place should be completely empty.
At that moment, Ms. Americana started to stir. This was due to an odd contraption that was
strapped to her. She glanced down as it
started up, obviously triggered by something.
She wasn‘t sure what, but she had a good idea what the device was to
do. She was tied to a chair, with a
breast pump device attached to her exposed breasts. That device was hooked up to a vibrator that she knew was
something Elsa had designed. It was
built to induce a climax, which would trigger the attachment. Once it had done that, she knew it would
activate the breast pump connected to it.
No doubt, it was set to activate when someone entered the building.
The worst part of it was that once it made her climax,
she‘d be as strong as a normal woman, which meant if someone else had broke
into the strip club, she‘d be at their mercy.
Even now, the vibrator was bringing her shockingly close to climaxing,
and she'd be useless until the sexual tension built up again. That could take hours or even days.
To her surprise, she heard a voice say, “Ms.
Americana. It looks like I got here
just in time.” She turned her head to
see who it was, and was thankful to see Sapphire Seraphim. While she was still new to Delta City, Ms.
Americana had to admit the woman had skills that far exceeded the skills of the
still missing Azure Angel.
As the other heroine got close enough to her, Ms.
Americana spoke, “So it seems, Sapphire Seraphim. Can you quickly undo this insidious trap I am in?” The other heroine didn‘t respond, but she
was glad that the woman worked quickly.
She was on the brink when Sapphire Seraphim removed the vibrator from
her crotch. She took a moment to breath
a sigh of relief, before speaking. “You
arrived just in the nick of time, but what prompted you to come here?”
Sapphire Seraphim tossed the vibrator away, thinking that
it was a prop one of the girls in the show at Double Dee‘s Palace would
use. She knew she couldn‘t tell
everything, but she had learned enough being not only a super heroine, but
being one of Mr. Klimstit‘s Inner Circle.
While Ms. Americana didn‘t need to know the latter, she could use the
truth she did know. “I had an encounter
with another villainess at another place Mr. Klimstit owns. It was Queen Bee, and she seemed to be
working with someone else. She also
seemed to have a grudge against Mr. Klimstit.”
She watched as Ms. Americana nodded, and then started to
pace on the stage. "Queen
Bee. She had disappeared after Wolf
Woman and Omega Woman captured her.
Apparently, she fell victim to one of her devices, ruining her
body. She is also working with Elsa,
that wicked she-devil of the Fourth Reich.
It’s an unlikely duo, but why are they targeting Mr. Klimstit’s
companies. While this strip club is not
one of his better investments, he treats the women who work here as
people.” In that moment, Sapphire saw
the same condescending attitude she had seen when she was Azure Angel.
Sapphire shook her head, and looked right at Ms.
Americana. “I’m not sure, but if they
are targeting Mr. Klimstit, they will most likely try to get into the
company. We may want to get there first
to head them off.” She noticed the look
Ms. Americana was giving her, and she quickly added, “I’m friends with the head
of security.”
Ms. Americana was impressed with what Sapphire Seraphim
suggested. “That will work, however, I
don’t want them getting caught in the crossfire.” She saw Sapphire Seraphim nod in agreement. That made her feel better being around this
new heroine. She seemed confident, and
sure of what she was doing. She then
said, “Normally, I would take them on alone, but you seem able to handle
yourself, so I’d be honored to have you join me.”
As they headed out, Ms Americana continued on her
musings. “You know, there had been a
heroine that claimed Mr. Klimstit was an evil perverted fiend. She was a bit of a klutz, and ended up
getting some heroines captured more than they should have. I’m beginning to wonder if she was telling
the truth. If she was, then I’m going
to need to apologize to her.” Deep
down, Ms. Americana hoped she didn’t have to do that. The thought of telling Azure Angel that she had been right was
almost as humiliating as if she had been caught. At least she took some comfort that Azure Angel had appeared to
have given up on being a heroine. Well,
it was either that, or the woman had been captured again. Still, she knew that right now, they would
have to stop Elsa and Queen Bee.
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As the day progressed, crime remained on the quiet side
for once. This was due to the fact that
two criminal powerhouses, Elsa of the Fourth Reich and Queen Bee, were plotting
to take down Mr. Klimstit. Since the
company headquarters took residence in Delta City, almost all the criminals got
supplies from them, allowing them to fight and subdue the various
heroines. With two people aiming to
take out Mr. Klimstit, the criminal element did not want to end up in the
crossfire.
As night fell, two female figures were seen approaching
the back of the Klimstit Corporation building.
They were the two villainesses, and they knew where they were
going. Neither of them were fully aware
of what they were walking into, but they were already aware of Mr. Klimstit’s
perversions. Elsa had taken note of the
way he kept his gaze on her ample bust line when he met with the Council. In fact, as they made their way up the back
stairwell to the top floor, she said to Queen Bee, “We will need to be
careful. No doubt his company has more
security, since it is the hub of his operation.”
She heard a disgusted sound come from her inferior, as
the woman said, “I am aware of some of the security he uses. I managed to bypass the security measures in
that hidden lair of his, at least most of it.
I just hope he is somewhere here, and those bitches that work for
him. My body will need a recharge
soon.”
Elsa nodded, knowing that a few of Mr. Klimstit’s staff
was aware of his schemes. She had seen
the redhead at the one meeting.
Personally, all of them, except maybe the blonde, were inferior to her,
but Mr. Klimstit was a genius with the products he made. If they had obtained the upper hand by
gaining access to his system, he would be at the mercy of the Fourth
Reich. That would make their scientists
happy, since none of them could figure out how to recreate his products.
Once they reached the top floor, Queen Bee took the
lead. It wasn’t like she had too many
choices on where to go. The whole floor
was devoted to executive offices, and a lone desk denoted where the entrance to
Mr. Klimstit’s office was. As they
moved towards the office, she said, “At least we don’t have to worry about
those supersluts. I had left that Asian
bitch, Sapphire Seraphim, in a milking machine. I bet she’s been milked to death by now.”
She heard a vindictive laugh come from Elsa. “So you killed her. No doubt Ms. Americana is out of commission.
While she shouldn’t be dead, she is probably weak, since a climax drains
her of all her powers.” That thought
brought a smile to Queen Bee’s face.
Ms. Americana would be a good target for the device. She’d enjoy ruining the figure of that
heroine, and it might last longer than the bust line she stole from the other
woman.
Queen Bee then held up a hand, wondering for a moment if
she heard a sound. If she had, she was
certain it came from the other side of the office door they were now at. For a moment, she wondered if she heard some
breathing, but then shrugged it off as she opened the door. “Alright, we get in there, and access his
systems. Once we are in, we’ll be in
control of all his businesses.” She saw
Elsa nod, and the both entered the office.
They only got as far as the inside of the door. Queen Bee saw she had not be wrong about
hearing some breathing. What she and
Elsa had been wrong about, however, was the fates of the two heroines. Both were standing in Mr. Klimstit’s office,
facing the door, and in defiant stances.
While she was not sure how, she could see that Sapphire Seraphim did not
appear to be either dead, or with drained breasts. Ms. Americana looked to be at top power as well. It was also obvious that neither of the two
dimwitted heroines knew the truth of the person they were protecting.
Ms. Americana held her stance and addressed the two
villainesses, taking a bit of pleasure in the shocked looks the two were
giving. “You two should have known that
your traps weren’t going to hold us.
Now, why don’t you make this easy on yourselves, and give up right now.” She managed a side glance, and noticed that
Sapphire Seraphim was just nodding her head, a sure sign that the other heroine
agreed with her. She was opposite Queen
Bee, while Sapphire Seraphim was opposite Elsa.
It was at that point she heard the white supremacist
villainess respond to the threat. The
villainess had raised her gloved hand and said, “We will not be stopped by such
inferior women.” She remembered that
Elsa was now wearing gloves that could shoot out a pure cold blast. It was why Ms. Americana was wearing the
gloves she wore now. As the blast went
to Sapphire, Ms. Americana raised her own gloved hand. The glove absorbed the ice blast, and
Sapphire took that moment to rush and tackle Elsa.
Ms. Americana focused her attention on Queen Bee. The villainess hadn’t attacked yet, but was
fishing in her costume for something.
Ms. Americana was certain that what ever the villainess was fishing for,
it would not be good. She started to
dart forward, but the yellow and black clad woman jumped away from the door,
only to end up in front of a bookshelf in the room. The villainess now had a smile on her face as she started pulling
out a small device.
Ms. Americana had only one thought as the villainess
said, “Well, I guess I’m going to get to use my new toy on you. You know there can only be one Queen.” Ms. Americana only reacted to this taught,
and tackled the villainess so hard, they ended up both going through the
bookshelf. While she didn’t see what
was around her, she realized that they were in what had to have been a hidden
room, possibly a panic room, or a little apartment that some executives had in
their buildings, as a place to freshen up if spending a long night at the
office.
While Ms. Americana took on Queen Bee, Sapphire Seraphim
was fighting Elsa. She didn’t mind
this, since she didn’t trust the woman or her group. Even Mr. Klimstit had stated they were clients that needed to be
watched. While Elsa kicked at her,
Sapphire easily dodged the attack. This
was easy, thanks to her ninja training.
She smiled as she delivered a punch.
She even taunted the villainess.
“Looks like you failed in your attempt to frame Mr. Klimstit.”
She dodged another attack from the blonde villainess,
glad she had abandoned the idea of using her weird glove. As she did so, the woman responded to her
taunts. “You only prove yourself to be
the inferior fool that I know you are.
We had no intention of framing him.
He is as big a villain as the Council, although inferior, since he is
only after breasts. You are just too
stupid to realize it.”
Sapphire Seraphim didn’t let that phase her. She knew her boss was a villain, and she had
embraced that, especially after all the joy she had to admit experiencing from
the times he milked her breasts dry. She
just let a wry smile cross her face, since while Elsa said her last taunt, she
heard the one bookshelf break. Mr.
Klimstit had warned her that might happen, but she knew what to do when the
time came. She just looked Elsa in the
eye and said, “Oh, someone here is too stupid to realize something, but it’s
not me.”
Elsa felt her eyes go wide in surprise when the words of
Sapphire Seraphim hit her. All this
time, she had thought that all the heroines in Delta City were in the dark
about Mr. Klimstit. The only one who
seemed to know had been Azure Angel, the inferior Asian heroine, with even more
inferior skills. No one would believe
the girl, thanks to the masterful way Mr. Klimstit had to discredit anyone who
told the truth. This comment started
getting the gears turning, and she gasped.
To her shame, it gave her current foe a break to take
advantage of. She felt a blow to her
stomach, delivered just as the heroine said, “Ahh. So you figured out the truth.”
To her shock, the attack was followed by kick to her stomach, making her
stumble backwards to a chair in the room.
“I guess that doesn’t make you so superior after all, since you never
suspected the truth.”
Before she could finally get her balance back, Elsa fell
into a chair that was in the office.
She heard a metallic click, and then glanced down at her arms. Both were restrained, and her adversary had
a triumphant look on her face. Elsa
struggled for a moment, then looked at her foe. “You will let me out of this, or…” She had trailed off as Sapphire Seraphim put a rag in her
mouth. She wondered what it was, but then
she also noticed that her breasts were now out in the open, and obviously heavy
with milk. Her top was the gag being
used.
Queen Bee, meanwhile, was still fighting with Ms.
Americana. Inwardly, she was cursing
since when Ms. Americana tackled her through that bookshelf, she dropped the
device she had Elsa make for her. She
wasn’t sure if it would work if the victim’s breasts weren’t exposed, but she
didn’t care. Ms. Americana was a
serious complication, especially since she was still in the dark about Mr.
Klimstit’s true nature. She threw a
punch, hoping Ms. Americana would dodge the blow.
When her foe did as expected, Queen Bee dove for the
device. As she dove, she said, “You are
a fool, Ms. Americana. Aren’t you aware
of the truth of Mr. Klimstit, or are you still ignorant to what that bumbling
bimbo Azure Angel had been claiming?”
She silently cursed when she realized her dive was short. She started to get up, hoping to do a crouch
run to get the device.
Before she even took a step, Ms. Americana had tackled
her to the ground again. Before she
knew it, she was pinned to the floor, on her back, as Mr. Americana taunted
her. “Give it up, Queen Bee. Every heroine in Delta City knows Azure
Angel was just trying to make herself look better. Your crime spree is over, and your plans to ruin Mr. Klimstit are
finished.” The last statement was being
punctuated by an arm across her neck, cutting off the flow of air to Queen
Bee’s lungs.
Queen Bee gasped for breath, but in that moment, she took
in a lot. She had finally gotten a good
look at the room, and also noticed that coming in through the point they
crashed through the wall was Sapphire Seraphim. While she couldn’t be certain, she noticed that the second
heroine didn’t look surprised when she saw the room. Queen Bee then returned her gaze to Ms. Americana, and then said
with the last of her effort, “Then why don’t you look around,
Ameri-bimbo.” She then collapsed into
the darkness of defeat.
Ms. Americana eased the pressure she had put on Queen
Bee. She didn’t want the villainess
dead, just out of commission. She
leaned back a little, glad to see Sapphire Seraphim entering the room, already
knowing the answer to the question she was going to ask. “You stopped Elsa?” When she saw the other heroine nod, she
slowly go to her feet. “Then we
succeeded. I’m sure we’ll need to
inform your friend in security about what happened in here.”
While Sapphire Seraphim didn’t respond, she noticed that
the other heroine was looking around the room.
She paused then, taking note that the room didn’t look like any living
quarters she had seen before. It was a
bit spacious, and looked filled with people.
Very familiar people. She
recognized them after a moment. All of
them were various heroines in Delta City, or who had been to Delta City, but
the positions they were in were very unsettling.
She saw two figures of Amazing Babe, both topless, but
one had her breasts in a crate, being milked, and the other had her transformed
into stone, except for the breasts which looked larger than normal. Another figure was of GOT-Chic, restrained
to a filing cabinet, again her breasts being milked. To her horror, she then noticed what looked like several agents
of B.A.B.E., all in apparatuses that were milking their breasts, each ones
breasts in various states of being milked dry.
It was the last set of figures that stunned her the most, while they
weren’t the last ones in the room. It
included several models of Azure Angel, except the last one didn’t look like
Azure Angel, but like the heroine who was with her now. Before she could utter one word, she was
felled by a blow from behind, and as she surrendered to darkness, she realized
the truth about the new heroine, and inwardly cursed about calling her a
bumbling fool in her prior incarnation.
Sapphire Seraphim took pleasure in knocking out Ms.
Americana. As the woman collapsed to
the ground, she couldn’t help taunting the now unconscious heroine. “I guess you realized who I was. You know, I’m going to enjoy what is about
to happen to you.” She then pushed a
button, and out of the floor came some restraints. She took that moment to pose Ms. Americana in an kneeling stance,
and restrained the woman, removing the power belt in the process. She also set up one of the small milking
machines Mr. Klimstit kept in the museum.
She had only been in the museum once before, but she had gotten so
turned on, she wanted to be milked right away.
She didn’t connect it right away to Ms. Americana, knowing her boss would
want the honor of exposing Ms. Americana’s ample, and obviously swelling,
assets.
Once she was done with that, she push a communications
panel in the room, and spoke. “All are
restrained, sir. Unfortunately, Ms.
Americana got a good look at the museum.”
She then started to restrain Queen Bee, again not removing the
villainess’ top. For her, she made sure
the woman’s hands were restrained behind her back. She also noticed that her bust line seemed a bit different than
before.
As she was completing that task, she heard her boss
speaking from the communications panel.
“Very good. Don’t fret about
Americana, since she won’t remember any of this when we are done with her. I already have Scarlett talking to the
Council Commander. We’ll all be there
very soon.” She got up, having now
secured Queen Bee, and stepped out of the museum for when her boss arrived.
Mr. Klimstit entered his office, being trailed by the
rest of his Inner Circle, the buxom redheaded Scarlett, the almost equally
buxom brunette Sasha, and the not as buxom as the others blonde member,
Tiffany. Scarlett had been on the phone
the whole time they had been walking.
The others had been undoing some of the buttons on their blouses. The first sight any of them saw was Elsa,
restrained to one of the office chairs that had hidden milking machines in
them, and had been gagged by the top.
As they looked on, he heard Sasha say, “Oh good. I hate seeing all those swastikas.”
As they all approached the woman, he heard Scarlett end
her phone call, and she said to them all, “Agreed, but in another culture, in
another orientation, they are symbols of luck and protection.” She then address him. “The Council Commander is annoyed, but
agreed that we can milk her dry, and charge a higher fee if you won’t hold off
supplies because of what she did.”
He nodded, and leaned forward to Elsa, who had hate in
her eyes. He remained cold, mainly
because he hated being used or double crossed.
He just looked at her, and said, “Looks like you are lucking out. I was ready to agree to giving you the same
fate as Queen Bee. I had warned both
you and the Council before about crossing me.
Your leader, who in my mind doesn’t have the talents of who he tries to
emulate, agreed to only a slightly higher fee for the products they get from
us, and the small cost of having your breasts drained of all the milk in
them. They will take a while to
recover, but he accepts that.”
Sasha noticed the anger in the eyes of Elsa, but remained
silent as Mr. Klimstit activated the milking machine hidden in the chair. The anger in the eyes turned to panic as the
milking cones attached to Elsa’s more than generous breasts and began their
tasks. Sasha took that moment to let
the woman know something she was sure the villainess didn’t know. “Since you obviously didn’t know this, I’ll
let you know that you’ve been breathing a colorless, odorless gas that
stimulates what these orbs are supposed to do.”
She then heard the buxom woman start to moan, since the
pleasure was starting to hit her. It
would take a while for the woman to be milked, and she knew her boss had other
buxom quarry to tend to. She saw Yumi
standing near the entry to the museum,
adjusting her top so her breasts were out. As then neared her, Yumi said, “Both are secured, and Queen Bee
is coming to first.” Sasha noticed Mr.
Klimstit nodding, and saw him enter, but Yumi stopped her as the others went
in, and quietly asked. “Out of curiosity,
how bad would this have played out if they had succeeded.”
Sasha looked back at the moaning Elsa, and then softly
said, “It would have been a PR disaster.
You know the media flurry that followed that Campbell guy.” She saw the Asian member of their group
nod. She then continued, “Well, he’s
not part of the Council, and he still causes a stir whenever he surfaces.” She then shook her head, thinking about the
only good thing about the Council’s idea of a good leader figure. “I mean, I can only spin the fact that Adolf
was a decent painter so far. The fact
that the boss donated one of the paintings to the museum, claiming it was a
rare find from one of our families appease any negative thoughts. More symbolism like theirs would have killed
the company.” She and Yumi then entered
the museum to join the others.
Tiffany watched as Mr. Klimstit approached the bound form
she had seen last when they left her breasts drained and ruined. She had seen what that woman had done in the
one secret milking station, and had been glad that Mr. Klimstit didn’t hold her
responsible for what the villainess had done.
Of course, her boss was still curious about the woman, especially as she
heard him say to Queen Bee, “So, you are the one they call Queen Bee.” She watched then as he unceremoniously
ripped the villainess’ top off, revealing two breasts that were only sagging
down to her waist, like they were only losing their firmness now. “I had been a little upset with my ladies
leaving those orbs unable to recover, but it was needed. So how did you manage
to get them to recover?”
She listened as the villainess answered the question,
motioning to something laying on the floor.
“That Nazi loving bitch made me a little device that steals bust
lines. Unfortunately, it doesn’t last
long, unless genetic background is a factor.”
Tiffany felt the eyes of the villainess land on her at that moment. “I was going to test it out on your ladies,
after I had your company under my control.”
Those words made her shiver, and for a minute, she was mentally
comparing Queen Bee to her sister. Both
had tried to best Mr. Klimstit, and both were bested by him in some way.
She took a slight bit of satisfaction when she heard Mr.
Klimstit announce Queen Bee’s fate.
“Well, you won’t ever find out.
Some time ago, I had to take measures with a nosey former associate of
Scarlett’s. With some of my bigger
plans about to enter their next phase, I need to collect more milk, and since
you won’t be overly missed, you’ll fill the bill. On a plus note, you’ll have bigger, firmer tits than Ms.
Americana.” She noticed the look of
shock, and then panic on the woman’s face.
She had previously learned what had happened to Scarlett’s former
colleague, and even she didn’t want to be turned into a giant set of tits
attached to a vegetative woman.
Mr. Klimstit nodded towards both Sasha and Tiffany and
said, “Take Queen Bee down to the chute to the lower maze. Give her one of the patches to temporarily
restore her bust line before you deposit her.
We can watch the fun after I take care of Ms. Americana.” He saw both women nod, and escort the bound
form out of the museum.
He then turned his attention to the now stirring Ms.
Americana. She was not fully with it,
but he was certain his next action would bring her to full alertness. He walked over, and removed her top. It remained in one piece, even though the
front of it came apart very easily.
This made the heroine gasp in shock, quickly coming to. He stepped back admiring the huge breasts the
heroine had. As he admired them, he
heard Ms. Americana say, “Mr. Klimstit. I can’t believe that the claims about you are true. And what have you done to Azure Angel?”
Mr. Klimstit smiled at Ms. Americana as he activated the
remote feature on the milking machines, causing them to engulf the heroine’s
breasts. The machines when right to
work, causing the heroine to gasp. That
gasp allowed Mr. Klimstit to answer her question and comment. “Yes, those claims are true. It wasn’t hard to discredit Azure at the
time. You helped make that
possible. Luckily, she enjoyed being
milked so much, she was willing to join my Inner Circle. I will thank you, however, for both helping
stop Elsa and Queen Bee. I don’t doubt
the latter was more the mastermind. She
had taken over one of my hidden milking centers in the city.” He then smiled as the milking machine
started to fill up with Ms. Americana’s milk.
“By the way, you probably don’t know this, but you’ve been breathing in
a colorless, odorless gas that stimulates milk production. It’s why you are so easily milked right
now.”
Ms. Americana gasped in both pleasure and surprise as Mr.
Klimstit explained her predicament to her.
She had been horrified that she had been fooled all this time, and that
he managed to turn the bumbling Azure Angel into the competent, and
unfortunately corrupt, super heroine Sapphire Seraphim. She was also humiliated by the fact that her
breasts were yielding so quickly. Mr.
Klimstit was obviously a master at extracting breast milk, better than Milk Man
if she was any judge.
Unfortunately, it meant this pleasurable abuse was also
causing her ample breast to gradually soften and sag. It was also making her build to a mind blowing climax. It was a secret shame of many Aphrodites. As her breasts were drained of their milk,
the pleasure was building and building.
Usually, the villains would rape them if they got caught, Mr. Klimstit
was more dastardly. Not only would she
enjoy her peril, but he was making it a more visible defeat. She wasn’t sure how he would restore her,
unless she believed all the claims of Azure Angel. The stories of the milking was right, so the methods of
restoration had to be right. She
actually hoped that the claim was right now, as a climax rocked her body, also
signaling the pump to release her breasts, leaving them as sagging sacks of
tit-flesh.
She gasped again, both in exhaustion from the climax, and
in relief as her breasts were let go.
Ms. Americana tried to turn her focus to Mr. Klimstit, and saw that
another claim was right. His pants
disappeared, revealing a massive glowing cock, and two larger than normal
glowing balls. As she recovered from
the climax, she heard him say, “Yes, my restorative cum will restore your ample
tits. Then, we‘ll make sure you forget
all this.” She gasped again as the
glowing load shot out of his cock, and coated her breasts. It countered the feeling of cold she now
noticed was coming from her glove.
Scarlett watched as Ms. Americana‘s breasts started to
swell back up from the milking they had received. It was always an orgasmic sight to watch a heroine lose her bust
line, and then have it restored, especially by the equally humiliating way of
Mr. Klimstit‘s glowing cum all over her breasts. That was mainly because of the superior view heroines had of themselves. She had remember that from her time as a
heroine.
She then saw Mr. Klimstit step forward, a smile on his
face. “You know, I think for the great
Ms. Americana, she should get my Hypno cum with that extra humiliating
touch.” She watched as Mr. Klimstit
then placed the tip of his cock right into the heroine‘s mouth. With the action, she saw Ms. Americana‘s
eyes water. Noticing that, also allowed
her to see that Ms. Americana‘s arms were not restrained, not that she thought
it would matter. The woman couldn‘t get
up from the floor, and wouldn‘t be a threat.
She was stunned when Yumi then said, “I think you should
be careful. She had blocked an ice
blast from Elsa with her glove.”
Scarlett didn‘t know if the words had prompted what happened next, but
to her horror, Ms. Americana grabbed Mr. Klimstit‘s balls at that moment. It was also the moment she noticed a slight
glowing substance starting to leak out of Ms. Americana‘s mouth. No doubt, her boss had just shot the load of
Hypno cum. Unfortunately, she saw Mr.
Klimstit start to buck. It was the
nightmare she had dreaded all the time she worked for him.
By the time it was all over, she saw Mr. Klimstit
collapse to the floor, and Ms. Americana had a blank look on her face. She ran over and saw traces of regular cum
leaking out of the heroine‘s mouth. She
then chanced a glance at Mr. Klimstit, and to her horror, her boss was
flaccid. He no longer sported the
glowing hard on. Ms. Americana had
unknowingly defeated Mr. Klimstit.
She quickly motioned Yumi over and said to the woman,
“Get him back in his place. We need to
implement the back up plan. I‘ll send
Americana on her way, never remembering this.
Also, make sure that supremacist bitch doesn‘t see this.” She saw Yumi nod, and then leave the room,
obviously making sure Elsa didn‘t see anything.
Scarlett then deactivated all the restraints on Ms.
Americana, and whispered into the heroine‘s ear, “You will head home, and
forget this ever happened. The only
thing you‘ll recall is defeating Queen Bee and Elsa with the help of Sapphire
Seraphim. She will remind you of the
details when you see her again.” She
watched as the woman nodded, vacantly got up and started to leave. Scarlett handed the woman her top and power
belt, and then watched as she left.
Scarlett then vowed that Americana would remain ignorant of this
victory, especially as for what it would mean amongst the villains. She would just have to work on reviving Mr.
Klimstit, as well as advancing his plans.
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The very next day, several things happened in Delta
City. First off, in the secret location
that was the headquarters of the Fourth Reich, the Council Commander had to
deal with the financial effects of the deal with Mr. Klimstit. Sadly, he had to deal with selling another
of the Fuehrer’s paintings, on top of having Elsa in hiding right now. When Mr. Klimstit had said that she would be
milked, he did not expect her beautiful bust line to be sagging so low. Still, while he had hated being bested by an
inferior, he knew that Mr. Klimstit‘s products were too important to his cause.
The criminal population never knew what happened to Queen
Bee, but the word spread that she had tried to cross Mr. Klimstit. No one knew that the former villainess was
now in a secret room in Mr. Klimstit’s company headquarters, in a strange
harness. It was needed since her body
was literally only living by tubes. The
face showed no signs on intelligence, and the body looked familiar, except for
breasts almost double the size of her body.
Only the Inner Circle knew who the woman had been, as was the case with
the figure next to her in a similar form.
On the heroine front, Ms. Americana was on patrol. She had met up with Sapphire Seraphim. The newest super heroine in the pantheon of Delta
City had reminded her of the defeat they handed to Elsa and Queen Bee, there by
saving the good name or Mr. Klimstit and the Klimstit Corporation. In Ms. Americana‘s mind, that was a good
day’s work.
The people at the Klimstit Corporation also had a busy
day. Sasha, the head of Public
Relations, had issued a statement where Mr. Klimstit had to leave town on an
important international deal, and that the head of Research and Development,
Scarlett, would be in charge. This was
also told to the clients that bought the company‘s secret products.
At that time, Scarlett was also holding very special
interviews. In fact, she had narrowed
it down to one candidate that she was escorting down to her job. As they reached the floor the place was on,
Scarlett finally spoke to the woman.
“Miss Bea, I do believe you are what I‘m looking for. Now, you do understand that this job is
hush-hush.”
The buxom brunette nodded. “I understand ma‘am. I
just am curious about what qualified me.
I know I could use the perks you are offering, since I‘m alone in this
area.” To Scarlett, those were words
that meant a lot. This woman had no
family, and had lost touch with any family she had long ago.
When the elevator door opened, Scarlett escorted the girl
out, and explained. “Well, you know the
reports about Mr. Klimstit being out of the country?” She saw the young woman nod, and then Scarlett pointed to a lone
bed in the room. On it was a lone
figure, naked from the waist down. The
woman almost backed out of the room, but Scarlett grabbed her, and opened the
woman’s blouse, revealing a very ample bust line. “That is Mr. Klimstit, and someone put him into a coma. The only way to bring him out of it is the
get him nice and stiff. That will take
time. You’ll be paid one hundred
thousand dollars a week, and you’ll be allowed to stay here.” She then leaned in and whispered in the
buxom woman’s ear. “Trust me, you’ll
enjoy it. When he recovers, you’ll get
a bigger reward, and he knows how to treat breasts.”
For a moment, the woman hesitated, and then she
nodded. “Alright. I‘ll do it.” She then lowered the bra, exposing two very round, firm breasts. “Besides, my bra seems to be shrinking, and
having the girls out feels good.”
Scarlett then watched as the woman went to work. Deep down, she hoped it would not take long,
but she knew Mr. Klimstit had been active for a while. She was certain of one thing, though. When Mr. Klimstit recovered, they would set
their sights on Ms. Americana, the only heroine to discover Mr. Klimstit‘s
weakness.
The End.