--Ms Americana - Fractured part 7--
Brenda Wade, Hexanna, Ms. Americana, Nightmare Witch, The Shield, Captain KO, Flag Girl, Delta City, and all other related nicknames, locations, or gadgets mentioned herein are the creations of and copyrights by Mr. X. All rights reserved by Mr. X, and graciously used with his permission.
By
Kooster
kooster69@gmail.com
Note: Spoilers for anyone who has not read the previous parts. Nightmare Witch has changed reality where Brenda Wade and Ms. Americana are two separate people.
A week or so later, Captain KO marveled at the setup of his new secret
headquarters. Brenda Wade had given him the money for everything that he
wanted. He breathed in deeply, where he felt his powerful lungs fill with
air. He felt his bulging muscles ripple and flex as he breathed. He
loved his Hercules-like body, and greatly savored his new lease on life.
He yelled in joy, "I'm fucking alive!"
He closed his eyes to banish his memories of the
afterlife. His once vivid memories had faded to a few graphic, random
images. He remembered floating around as a disembodied spirit, while the
demon--who had ripped out soul from his old body--laughed at him. Captain
KO could not touch or hold onto anything. The villain had begged for the
demon to end his existence, but his voice sounded no louder than a buzzing fly.
Captain KO changed into a civilian guise of a business
suit and bow tie. He muttered, "Bow ties are cool."
He donned a pair of eyeglasses, where one of the
lenses had an LED display. The display scrolled local news feeds, so that
Captain KO could monitor Ms. Ameri-slut's whereabouts. He was learning
the big tittied superheroine's patrol routes and heroic habits. He
noticed that the star-spangled slut was hanging out with the Shield recently.
He heard that the Shield frequented the area of Delta
City University. In his civilian guise, Captain KO headed out for a nice
dinner at one of the college's better restaurants.
At the restaurant, Captain KO had charmed the hostess
to sit at one of the best booths. He had the best view of the
restaurant. Women, either single or married, would deliberately pass by
him; and then either wink or wave at him. He could have easily gotten all
the ladies' phone numbers or e-mail addresses, and then have each wanton woman
as his personal plaything. He could give each lady the best sex of their
lives, make them leave their boyfriends or husbands, and then toss them
away. None of the women, however, appealed to him. Captain KO was
infatuated with Ms. Ameri-slut, which is why he became a super-villain in the
first place. He wouldn't kick someone like news anchor Tanya O'Donnell
from his bed, but she was probably the only non-superheroine he would fuck.
His was finishing off the last of his red wine, when
he noticed a young woman with strawberry hair enter. He watched her, as
she sat down at the bar and then ordered a glass of wine. Captain KO
found the strawberry redhead very familiar, but couldn't quite place her
face. As he starred at the young woman, he felt himself get a
woody. The bulge of his semi-hard cock in his dress pants was noticeable.
Captain KO flagged down his waitress and then asked,
"Who's that strawberry redhead?"
She informed. "I think her name's Carla.
She comes in once a week to chill-lax. She seems to be a pretty cold
fish."
"Thank you.", he stated. He slyly
pressed two C-notes into her hand. The first one-hundred dollar bill
would cover his meal and tip. He included the second one-hundred to keep
his server from talking. "I think that settles my bill. Keep
the extra."
The server's eyes widened in receiving the large
bills. She whispered, "Thank you."
Captain KO deliberately caressed her thigh and then
graciously replied, "Not a problem."
The waitress moaned as he touched her leg. Her
pussy moistened, and her nipples swelled. She cleared her throat, and
then waddled away.
Captain KO made his way towards the bar, and then sat
next to Carla. He noticed that the strawberry redhead had nearly polished
off her drink. He offered, "Can I buy you another one, Miss--?"
Carla was ready to rebuff him, but then noticed how
handsome and muscular he was. She nearly dropped her empty glass from
being awe of the Adonis next to her. She had never seen someone so
handsome and muscular in her entire life. She sputtered,
"Carla. Carla Rogers."
Captain KO motioned to the barkeep and then said,
"Another one for Carla, and then I'll have what she's having."
The two soda-and-rum drinks were given to him.
Captain KO slipped a C-note to the barkeep and then said, "Turn you back
for a moment, eh?"
The bartender turned around, and then pretended to
inventory the bar's available liquor. Captain KO poured a clear liquid of
a date rape drug into one of the drinks. The liquid added some fizz to
the soda-rum drink, but that was it. He smiled at how this date rape drug
was undetectable.
Captain KO gave the drug-laced drink to Carla Rogers
and then toasted, "Cheers. To the pleasure of being in your
company."
Carla Rogers clinked her glass, and then gulped down
half of the drink. She munched on some bar nuts.
He asked, "Tough day?"
"You have no idea. All of my college
professors have been piling on the assignments this week.", the strawberry
redhead mentioned. She chugged down the rest of her drink. Carla
Rogers tried to speak normally but slurred out, "Aund theund, I'vbe bhen
treighning."
Captain KO was impressed at how quickly the date rape
drug took effect. He laid down another C-note on the counter and then
stated, "Carla, I think you've had too much. I'll take you
home."
The strawberry redhead was barely conscious. She
couldn't focus on anything. Her green eyes fluttered. She needed
the handsome stranger's help to walk.
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Captain KO had searched through Carla Rogers' wallet
to find her home address.
Inside her dorm room, the strawberry redhead lay
weakly on her bed. She was completely out of it, and not even aware that
she was home.
Captain KO could not suppress his curiosity, and then
searched Carla's place. In her bedroom closet, he found a hidden
compartment. He opened the secret compartment, and then found the costume
of the Shield and her trademark circular weapon. "Whoa! I just
found me a super-slut!"
The excitement in discovering a super-babe turned his
incredibly huge cock hardened to a full erection. His huge balls ached
for release.
Carla Rogers lay on her bed. She was completely
under the date rape drug's influence, where she could not control her
body. She was barely aware of her surroundings. Her green eyes
gazed into the distance. She didn't scream in pain when her long,
strawberry red hair was yanked. She didn't complain when she was forced
to kneel on her bedroom floor. The young woman didn't freak out, when Captain
KO unzipped his pants.
Due to the date rape drug, Carla Rogers was induced
into a fantasy of being at the ballpark with her sorority sisters. She
was applying for college sorority, and desperately wanted to get in. The
sorority had the best on-campus parties, on-campus dorms, and the best
post-graduate contacts.
The villain quickly yanked off his pants and boxers to
reveal his thick, hard cock. From his new body, he had a python-looking
erect dick of 14 inches. He could barely wrap his big hand around his
thick girth. He had the added gift of no public hair.
"Suck me!", Captain KO commanded. He
pulled Carla Rogers' lips onto the huge, mushroom-like head of his cock.
His large head looked like a giant kielbasa against her seemingly small lips.
The villain pushed forward. He made the
strawberry red open her mouth wider and wider, until her lips stretched out
enough to wrap around his bulbous head.
Carla Rogers dreamed that she was trying to stuff into
her mouth a foot-long hot dog with the works. She always got at a
baseball game, even though her jaw always ached afterwards. She stretched
her mouth open as wide as possible, and then felt her jaw pop to widen as much
as possible. Her mouth was open to its limits, where she could not bite
down. She tasted the salty brine of the hot dog on her flattened
tongue. She even tasted the sweetness of what she thought was the
relish. The ballpark dog tasted just as good as she remembered. The
strawberry redhead wasn't quite sure why, but she kept stuffing the over-sized
dog into her aching mouth.
"Oh fuck!", the villain gasped. He
marveled at how the young heroine could actually suck on his monster-sized
dick. He panted and moaned as her stretched-out mouth clamped onto his
meaty shaft. He couldn't stop his pre-cum oozing onto her tongue.
He pushed more and more of himself into her.
The drug-induced woman thought that she could hear her
fellow sorority sisters daring her to deep throat the entire foot long
dog. If Carla Rogers could do that, then she'd become a full fledged
sorority sister. She continued to gulp down another inch of the long hot
dog. She soon found it impossible to breathe, but she didn't care.
She had to make it into the sorority!
Captain KO was amazed that the young heroine managed
to deep throat six inches of his large manpole. He saw her face turn red,
and then realized his shaft was cutting off her breathing. He pushed
until he had eight inches in her slutty mouth.
Carla Rogers hacked and choked after deep throating
eight inches. She wanted to pull out, but then she'd ruin her sorority
initiation.
"Such a good fucking super-slut! You're
almost as good as Ms. Ameri-slut!", the horny villain groaned. He
was going to cum soon.
The strawberry redhead thought she heard a sorority
sister tease Carla that she didn't know how to suck cock. Carla Rogers
was infuriated by this accusation! She would show everyone that she was
the best cock sucker around. She pistoned her mouth up-and-down the long
hot dog, while trying to suppress her gagging reflex.
"Oh fuck!", Captain KO yelled.
He hadn't expected the young heroine to eagerly fellatio on his gigantic
cock. He moaned and gasped as her mouth slobbered up-and-down part of his
long shaft. He felt her teeth rake against his sensitive, bulbous
head. He could not hold back any longer.
Captain KO yanked his saliva-coated cock out of Carla
Rogers' mouth, and then stroked himself rapidly. He loudly huffed and
panted, as he neared his orgasm.
In her delusion, Carla Rogers thought a sorority
sister deliberately yanked the long hot dog from her mouth.
"No!", she protested. "I won't make it into the
sorority!"
She thought one of the sorority sisters told her to
get ready for a cum shot. She kept her mouth open, and then stuck out her
tongue. Part of herself wondered how she knew about receiving a man's
jizz, when she had no sexual experience.
"Cumming!!!", he roared. His throbbing
cock shot off a long steam of hot, white cum. He excitedly jacked off his
ejaculating manpole.
Carla Rogers saw the foot-long hot dog explode and
then blast her with a mix of its greasy innards and toppings. She closed
her green eyes as the hot mix spattered her face. The warm, greasy mess
clung to her skin, and then dribbled down her smooth face. She felt the
warm mix slide down as globby bits on her face. She smelled a sweetness
from the greasy mess.
The horny villain frantically stroked his exploding
cock, so that he could empty all of his cum. He felt like one of those
pornstars who seemed to spurt out a gallon of cum. He used to ejaculate
two or three small spurts, but now he blasted out like a fire hose.
The strawberry redhead shrieked as another blast from
the ruptured hot dog spattered her face. She felt another warm, gooey mix
coat her pretty face. She had no time to recover as another warm blast
spattered her face. Carla Rogers felt the globby mess in her long hair
and all over her face. If she breathed hard enough, she could suck up the
goo into her nostrils. She tasted the sweetness on her lips.
A few seconds later, Captain KO had exhausted his
monster cock. He smiled in glee upon seeing the strawberry redhead's face
and hair caked with his jizz. He saw how his cum had dribbled down onto
her clothed bosom in a circular, shield-like pattern.
Carla Rogers wiped the gooey mess from her eyes and
nose, so that she could see and breathe. She could not believe how much
greasy glop the foot long hot dog had sprayed her with. She looked
around, and then didn't see the sorority sisters around her. She looked
at her hands, and then saw the white gooey mixture in her palms. She
asked aloud, "White?!? Why is this stuff white!?!"
Before she could do anything else, the young heroine
felt a damp cloth pressed over her mouth and nose! Carla Rogers muffled
out an incoherent protest.
"Captain KO strikes again!", the villain
exclaimed. He held a rag, soaked with chloroform against her face.
This was his trademark take down move.
The strawberry redhead had breathed in a good amount
of chlorophyll. She instantly was knocked out. Her green eyes
closed, and then her unconscious body slumped to her bedroom floor.
The villain now carried a small, high-end camera, so
that he could take pictures of his take downs. He snapped a good number
of pictures, and then felt his hard-on return. He, of course, had to
alleviate himself or else suffer a case of blue balls.
Captain KO retrieved and then placed the Shield's
costume next to her unconscious body. He pulled out her circular shield,
and then jacked off. The villain imagined what fun he could have with the
young heroine, and then came again. He ejaculated into the inside of her
shield. He rolled around the circular weapon, where he made sure his jizz
evenly coated the inside of the shield.
He bound Carla Rogers' hands behind her, and then tied
up her legs. He found her long overcoat, and then draped the garment
around her.
During this time, his jizz dried up inside of the
shield and formed a cake-like layer of make-up on her face. He smiled
that, at least for a while, the Shield would smell the musk of his cum on her
circular weapon. Seeing the strawberry redhead face with his dried cum
reminded him of a song by a female singer.
Captain KO found the large bag that Carla Rogers used
to carry around her circular weapon and costume. He put her red costume
and colorful shield inside the bag.
He knew that other super-sluts of Delta City would
come to Carla Rogers' apartment later. He left a blatantly obvious note
on her bed.
The villain walked out with the unconscious
heroine. He supported the unconscious Shield, as if she had too much to
drink.