DO NOT READ IF YOU ARE UNDER 18 OR EASILY OFFENDED BY SEXUAL MATERIAL, BONDAGE, DISCIPLINE, VIOLENCE OR OTHER SEXUAL SITUATIONS.

 

Black Fox, Red Fox, Dark Justice and all other characters are all creations of my fertile, yet warped mind.  Any resemblance to actual celebrities is purely intentional.  Some hot, 18 and over tween, singing, TV and movie starlets just need to be fantasy fucked stupid.

 

Please send all glowing praise and disgusted vitriol to Pigboy75@hotmail.com. 

 

 

 

 

 

HOLLYWOOD HEROINES: CRAZY LIKE A FOX

By Pigboy

 

A small house in a remarkably secluded area near Sunset Boulevard…

Megan Fox all but purred like a kitten as she ran her hands over her shapely body.  She was wearing her new Black Fox costume for the first time.  It was similar to the previous Black Fox's costume.  The mask, latex opera gloves and snug thigh boots were all black, just like what Tawny Kitaen had worn back in the late eighties, early nineties.  Before she’d been captured, unmasked and forced to give up her crimefighting activities.  Still, for ten years she’d sizzled – celluloid sex kitten by day, costumed crimefighter at night.  Megan thought it was time Black Fox returned, and she was just the girl to bring her back.

Tawny's Black Fox had worn a black spandex body suit, with French cut legs, low-cut neck and long sleeves.  Megan's newer, hotter Black Fox wore shiny black latex thongs under an orange-red and black bustier top, with black "fox face" emblem on the left tit.  Megan had also added a wide, black latex choker.  And while Tawny's Black Fox had worn a black Power Belt, Megan had went with shiny gold.

The super-sexy starlet turned and examined her almost naked buttocks in the black thong.  Her full, glossy red lips spread into a big smile.  Yeah, nice ass.

"I'm ready, but is the world ready for me?" she said, and grinned with wicked glee.  "Black Fox is back, baby.  And better than before."

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A spectacular home in the Hollywood Hills…

Scarlett Johansson's full red lips spread wide in a smile.  She really, really liked the all-red costume.  She wore a mask, choker, bustier, thongs, opera gloves and thigh boots.  All vivid red.  All shiny latex.  And underneath, all curvaceous her.  Wow.  She looked SUPER hot.  The only break in the statuesque blonde starlet's dominant color was her Power Belt, and the bangles on both her wrists.  Those were all shiny gold.

"Wait until the world gets a look at me," she said.  "The Scarlet Fox is born! Watch out bad guys, there's a new super heroine on the prowl."

She was in her home dance studio/gym, so all the walls were mirrored.  The sexy actress-turned-super heroine practiced her “super heroine” walk, watching herself in the mirrors.  She could see herself from every angle, and she liked what she saw.

Red Fox picked up a length of steel bar, and easily bent it.  Her million-dollar power belt was paying off.  She loved it.  Originally, she’d purchased it for the same reason so many of Hollywood’s other young beauties had – personal security.  In many ways, a power belt combined with martial arts training was better than an armed bodyguard.  For one thing, the power belt threw up an impressive anti-missile shield (as the manufacturer called it).  Basically, it stopped any missile weapons aimed at her.  No bullet, arrow, or thrown dagger could penetrate her invisible shield.  But after owning the power belt, and taking a year of martial arts, she’d gotten the itch.  The super heroine itch.

Red Fox stopped and struck an arrogant super heroine pose, then her full red lips curled into a big smile.  She looked so hot, and impressive.  Like a real super heroine.  Everyone would be so impressed with RED FOX!

Noticing the cardinal sin of “camel toe” in the thin red latex thong, she slipped her hand under the thong to correct the problem.

“Oh!” she squealed, rising up on her toes (which wasn’t easy in five-inch stiletto boots).  A jolt of pure unadulterated sexual pleasure radiated through her pussy, and deep into her suddenly squishy belly.  She’d been warned, and experienced it before: the biggest problem with wearing a power belt.  The belt increased her strength and endurance to the equivalent of ten men, but it also magnified her libido by a factor of ten.  Even a nonsexual touch was enough to ignite her pussy.  A few strokes and she would be panting, and a few more… oooh la la.  Truth was, she had been masturbating with the belt on for the last year.  It was GREAT.  But as a super heroine it could be “inconvenient” if she became aroused at the wrong time.  “Uuuuugggghhhhh.”

The curvaceous blonde quickly straightened her thong out, hiding the camel toe, getting herself all fired up and panting in the process.  Some women were more affected by the power of the belt than others, and all indications were that she was at the top of that list.  Just putting the belt on sent waves of erotic pleasure throughout her curvaceous body.

“I need some action to calm me down.  Some super heroine, kicking bad guy butt action,” she said, heading for the garage.  “Time to show my true colors to the world.  Here comes Red Fox!”

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Astride a souped-up black motorcycle, Black Fox zipped out of her garage, out of the small off-Sunset house she’d bought just for her super heroine alter ego. The Fox’s Lair, she liked to call it.  It was late, and very dark, so no one saw the beautiful, black latex-clad super heroine until she was on Sunset.  That infamous street proved a bust, so she moved on to a lower income area full of liquor stores and pawn shops.

“Bingo!” Black Fox said, skidding to a stop.  Three masked men were robbing a liquor store on the corner half a block away.  Her first chance to shine.  She smiled with wicked glee.  “Gotcha. It’s Black Fox time.”

As the three robbers ran out of the liquor store, she gunned her bike and raced straight at them.  They spotted her, froze like deer in headlights, and she hit the brakes and slid into them.  The robbers were bowled over, but jumped back to their feet with guns in hand.  They immediately opened up and emptied their pistols at her.

Black Fox smiled smugly as she calmly got off the motorcycle and struck a super heroine pose before them.  Out the corner of her eyes she spotted a dozen people watching, including the store clerk on the phone.  He was saving her the trouble of dialing 911, but she’d have to hurry before the police actually arrived and stole her thunder.

“You boys aren’t the brightest candles on the cake, are you?” Black Fox said, taking a step towards them.  They just gawked at her, looking her up and down over and over.  Her costume was performing to expectations.  “Guns don’t work against super heroines.  But our beautifully booted feet work wonders against criminal heads.”

With that, Black Fox lashed out with a wicked roundhouse that caught all three robbers in the head.  As one they fell back against the wall, and slid slowly to the sidewalk.

“Three bad boys bite the dust, thanks to Black Fox!”

She struck a sassy pose, and the spectators broke into applause and cheers. Then a young Hispanic man slowly approached her.

“Are you back, Black Fox?” he asked.

She smiled indulgently at him.  “Black Fox is back, but not the old one.  I’m the new and improved Black Fox, and I’m here to fight the bad guys and make the streets safe again.”

More citizens gathered around her, mostly ogling her spectacular costumed body.  She basked in their adoration and her own glory for a few minutes, and then the police arrived.  They had questions, but the crowd and store clerk eagerly confirmed her story.  It helped that all three robbers still had their pistols AND a bag of stolen cash in hand.

As a super heroine, she was allowed to just dash off a statement and leave.  And that was exactly what she did.  There was still lots of night left, and she could excel a number of times on her first night if she just applied herself.

Sure enough, Black Fox hadn’t gone three blocks before she spotted a man mugging a young couple.  She snarled and gunned her bike at them.  The mugger’s head whipped around, eyes went big, and he turned and ran.  She laughed as she raced past the grateful and surprised couple.

          The mugger, obviously figuring he couldn’t outrun a motorcycle in a straight line, turned down an alley. Rolling her eyes, she followed-

“Uggh!”

Black Fox silently cursed herself for falling into such a basic trap. Instead of running, he’d waited just around the corner and clothes-lined her off her motorcycle.  The surprised super heroine landed on her sweet round butt, and got a kick to the head immediately.

“Huuggh.”

Rolling with the blow, she scrambled to her feet.  He was already on the run.  She screamed with rage, though deep down, she noticed with supreme satisfaction that her minor injuries were already mostly gone.  The belt was great for quick healing, too. Not to mention pain suppression.

Black Fox took off running after the mugger.  Even in five-inch heels, she could run remarkably fast.  She’d been practicing with the belt and boots for months.  The mugger was big and muscular, but not particularly fast.  It warmed her heart to see him glancing back as he ran, a look of concern growing on his face.  He knew the jig was up.

“You must be kidding,” she said, when he scrambled up a service access ladder bolted to the side of a two-story building.  “You’re just going to trap yourself up there.”

“Fuck you, bitch.”

“Not bitch.  I’m Black Fox, L.A.’s foxiest super heroine.  Duh,” she said, and giggled.  Yeah, she was having a good time.  So she stood at the base of the ladder, biding her time.  She wanted to impress him with her next move.  “You can run, but you can’t escape Black Fox, miscreant.”

“Sheeze, miscreant? Stupid, bimbo super heroine speech,” he grumbled just loud enough for her to hear.  Seconds later, he was glaring down at her from the roof.

“I’ll show you stupid bimbo super heroine,” she growled, and JUMPED.

The belt made her so strong she could easily jump to a two-story roof.  The mugger’s eyes went wide again as he stumbled back, shocked and frightened by her display of physical prowess.  The super-sexy super heroine landed just a foot in front of the mugger, with a big grin.

Driven by fear and desperation, he threw a quick combination to her face and head.  He connected with her left cheek, then her chin, and finally pounded a fist right between her eyes.

“Ooooh,” she groaned, surprised by the attack.  The blows left her dazed, while they would’ve taken a lesser woman down for he count.  But he didn’t hesitate.  He recognized that he had hurt her, and that she was very briefly vulnerable.  So he karate-chopped her in the throat.  “Aack!”

Black Fox clutched her brutalized throat and fell to her knees before him.  He hauled off and slammed a brutal kick to the side of her head, and laid poor Black Fox out unconscious.  He reached down, removed her power belt, and tossed it off the roof.  Her bustier top came off next, followed quickly by her thongs.

“Party time,” he said, dropping his pants and kneeling between her spread legs.  He guided his cock into her defenseless pussy, and mounted the sexy super heroine with one long thrust.  “Uuugghhh, yes.  She’s so tight.  Oh yeah.”

He grabbed her big tits and started squeezing and fondling them as he fucked her hard.  As Black Fox started to awaken, he claimed her glossy red lips in a passionate kiss.

“Uuuuugggggghhh,” she groaned, feeling that huge cock pounding her into submission.  Her body was already fired up and highly aroused just from wearing the Power Belt.  Add actual intercourse to the mix, and she was a goner.  “Oh, you vile bastard.  Get off… me….. oooooooohhh.  Oh no.  Oh! Oh! Aaaaaaaaaaiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiieeeeeeeeeeee!”

“Damn! I heard that super heroines like it rough, but DAMN!”

“I’ll show you…. rough…. Oh no…. Aaaaaaaaaaaagggggggggggggggghhhhh! Aaaaaaaagggggggggggggggggggggggghh! Oooooooh.”

Black Fox’s sexy blue eyes rolled up and she arched her back.  She was panting furiously, no longer even thinking about escaping his clutches.  She started giving as good as she was getting, clutching at him with sexual need and desperation, grunting and groaning sensuously, savoring every stroke of his amazing cock.

The mugger fucked the super sexy vigilante through three more climaxes, and then shot his wad deep into her shapely body.  Then he pulled out, and forced Black Fox to her knees.  She didn’t resist when he thrust his still-hard cock, all nasty and dripping with cum and girl juices, into her face.  She opened wide and started sucking and licking him clean.  To his surprise, she was so enthusiastic and talented that he creamed her mouth after only a few minutes.

“Damn, girl, you’re one skanky whore,” he said, laughing.

“What did you call me?” she cried, leaping to her feet in righteous outrage.  A swift kick to the head, and he was the one down and out.  “That’ll teach you to disrespect women! Black Fox is triumphant again!”

The sexy super heroine collected her costume and left.  The mugger had damaged it, so she couldn’t keep it on her body.  Which meant that if she called the police, they would see her semi-nude, and the mugger would just tell everyone he’d fucked her.  She didn’t need her street cred sullied on her first night out.  So she left him where he was and left.

“It was a good night, despite my little setback there,” Black Fox said, hopping off the two-story building like it was nothing.  She headed for her motorcycle, and home.  “I learned a few lessons, and will be even better next time.”

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Red Fox paused to watch an unknown super heroine race by on a motorcycle.  The dark-haired, black-clad beauty looked a little worse for wear.  Costume was in shambles, too.  The blonde super heroine smiled, knowing SHE was above some things.  Red Fox was a REAL super heroine, not some poser wannabe.

The sexy super heroine froze when she heard a woman’s cry of pain and terror.  It sounded like it came from the next street over.  Red Fox ran over and found a couple fighting.  Well, really it was just a large man beating on a woman.  He was giving it to her pretty bad, too.

“Halt!” she growled, running up to them. “How would you like a dose of your own medicine, buster?”

“What the fuck? Who are you?” he said, looking her up and down several times.  She noticed a bulge between his legs.  “Wow.  Are you a hooker or a super heroine?”

“Wrong question, jerk wad,” Red Fox snarled, and slammed an uppercut into his chin.  “Take that, you misogynistic bastard.”

“Ugh,” he grunted, falling back.  She kicked his feet out from under him.  “Hey!”

“Ha, so how does it feel getting your ass handed to you?” she said smugly.

The young brunette suddenly slammed into Red Fox from behind. “Leave my boyfriend alone!”

“Eeks!” the blonde heroine cried, her long blonde hair yanked back.

The girlfriend attacked her with fury.  Fists and feet hammered her shapely body, then the boyfriend joined in.  The only escape was to lunge forward, away from their attack.  Then the enraged super heroine turned back with fiery eyes.

“Nobody attacks Red Fox and gets away with it,” she growled.

The couple just turned and ran.  She started to follow, but a female voice called out to her.

“I wouldn’t if I was you, honey.”

Red Fox looked around. “Who…?”

“Up here.”

Looking up, she spotted a beautiful woman in costume.  She was a dark beauty, with long brown hair, mocha complexion and shapely body covered in all black leather: halter, pants and lace-up knee boots.  Her power belt was black, and she accessorized with opera gloves, mask and choker, all black.

“Dark Justice! I’m honored to meet you,” Red Fox said.

“Of course you are,” she said, grinning.  “What’s your name, honey?”

“Red Fox.”

“Of course you are,” she said, still grinning.  Was she mocking her? “Let me give a bit of sage advice, that I wished someone had given me when I started out.  Stay away from domestic shit.  You may think you are saving that poor woman from a serious ass-whipping, but she WILL turn on you.  She will fight for her boyfriend.”

Dark Justice had been around about three years, though Red Fox suspected they were about the same age.  The Latina was known as a no-nonsense heroine, with a stubborn spirit and high sense of justice.  She was very well-respected by law enforcement, the community, AND her fellow super heroines.  Few other Hollywood heroines could claim as much.

“Thank you for taking the time to share some of what you’ve learned,” Red Fox said.  “I knew it was dangerous, but with the passion of the moment I forgot how dangerous domestic cases can be.”

“Exactly.  We super heroines can get caught up in the emotions of the situation too easily.  We must be ever vigilant,” Dark Justice said.  She stepped back into the shadows.  “Be vigilant, aggressive and you will do well, Red Fox.  I look forward to hearing about your glorious exploits.”

And with that, she was gone.

“Well, I seem to have earned the super heroine seal of approval,” Red Fox said, smiling as she shook her head in mild confusion.  But Dark Justice has always been a rather enigmatic character.  The lovely Latina super heroine was as mysterious as she was beautiful.  “Maybe I should call it a night.”

That was easier said than done for a super heroine.  Before she got half a block, Red Fox heard a cry for help.  Next street over she found a mugging underway, which she easily foiled.  After the police took the captured mugger away, she headed over to a renowned celebrity hotspot, only to find three fights raging out on the street.  Breaking things up and chasing off the fighters took her all of five minutes.

“Lord, a super heroine’s job is never done,” she said, heading for her car, now bone-weary.  Not her fault, being so tired.  She’d just returned from a movie junket, where she promoted her latest film twenty hours a day, for a good three weeks straight.  “Tomorrow night, after a good long sleep, will be even better.”

The sexy super heroine decided to take an alley back to her car, since it was shorter than following the streets all of the way around.  It was dark, and inhabited by a scattering of sleeping homeless men.

“Ew,” she said, stepping gingerly over one sleeping form that reeked to the high heavens of unwashed flesh and cheap booze.  The bum squatting near him snickered, then held out his hand as she passed by.  He was a tall, skinny black man who looked well past sixty, and just as dirty as the sleeping bum.  “Sorry, buddy, I don’t have any money.” She indicated her skimpy costume.  “No place to put it, you know?”

The vivacious vigilante never missed a step, and continued past him.  But instead of accepting her statement and going about his business, the skeevy homeless man reached out and copped a feel of her shapely butt.

“Nice ass, sister,” he said.

“Hey! How dare you touch me,” she cried.

Eyes blazing, she tried to backhand the offensive man. He laughed and ducked, and she banged her knuckles into the wall.

“Ow! Oh, you….,” she growled, hands clenching and unclenching as he stood up before her.

“What you going to do, sugar? Beat up an old man?” he said, leering down at her deep cleavage in the dim light.  “Nice tits.”

He reached out and cupped that perfect pair, and gave them a good firm squeeze.  Red Fox’s arms flew wide, as did her big blue eyes.  She was flabbergasted.  Usually only gay high-fashion designers did that to her, typically on the red carpet.

“How DARE you!” she cried, cocking her right fist back.  Old homeless man or not, she was going to clobber that foul man.  No one touched Red Fox inappropriately and got away with it.  “I’m going to…. hey, come back here!”

The old black man took off running down the alley, hooting with wicked glee.  That was just too much for the sexy super heroine.  She was going to spoil his fun, and give him something to remember the next time he thought about disrespecting a woman.  So she took off running after him.  He had a good head start, and was remarkably fast for a man his age, but she was young, strong, and enhanced with a Power Belt.  Even in five-inch heels she began to catch up to him.

She chased him out of that alley, and into the one across the street.  By that time he realized she was still coming after him, with an ass-kicking to deliver.  Red Fox smiled to see his rising panic as she slowly gained on him.  When he made for a steel roof-access ladder fastened to the closest wall, she almost laughed.  Did he really think he was fast enough to escape her that way?

The bum reached the retracted ladder, and jumped up to reach the bottom portion.  He’d just managed to grasp the bottom rung when Red Fox body-slammed him.

“Aaggh!” he cried, ripped off the descending steel ladder and forced into the wall.

When he bounced off the wall, Red Fox spun him around, fist cocked back to punch out his lights.  And then the ladder came down atop her head.

“Ugh!” she cried, and collapsed at his feet.

Old Hank stared down at her a long second, then looked at the steel ladder starting to rise back up.  A smile spread across his whiskered face.  He dropped to his knees, maneuvered Red Fox’s body into a spread-eagle position, and removed her top and bottoms.

Lying atop her hot, soft body, Old Hank first claimed her full red lips in a passionate kiss.  Even unconscious, the sexy super heroine returned the kiss.  It was half-hearted, but she did kiss back, and began to moan very low.  Realizing he had very little time for his ultimate glory, the old bum quickly mounted her neatly trimmed pussy.

“Oooooooh, yeah, sugar.  That’s one tight twat,” he groaned with pleasure.

Red Fox instantly came awake.  She gasped and clutched at him, horrified to find herself getting fucked by an eeky homeless man.  He was so stinky, so FILTHY.  Her first thought was that he couldn’t have bathed since before she was born.  But his cock was big, hard and deep inside her very responsive body.

Due to the influence of the power belt still around her waist, Red Fox felt that cock inside her profoundly.  She wanted to make him stop, but instead arched her back and groaned wantonly.

“So… big….,” she groaned.  Then he grabbed her bouncing, jostling tits with both grimy hands.  That sent waves of pleasure though her spectacular body.  The oversexed super heroine moaned and groaned, her head starting to rock back and forth as she straightened her legs and pointed her toes at the stars in a big V.  “Ooooogggghhhhh.  Oh, my….. Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiieeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!”

Red Fox was stunned by the suddenness and intensity of her orgasm.  It was beyond incredible.  The best she’d ever experienced, and she’d dated some legendary lovers in her time.

“That’s it, sugar, come for Old Hank,” he groaned, then lost his battle and creamed her pussy big time.  It had been a while, and he had a LOT of cum to unload, too.  “Oh yeah, that was sweeeeeeet.”

Old Hank pulled out, stood up, and grabbed Red Fox by her silky blonde hair.  She was yanked to her knees, and he pushed his cum-sloppy cock into her mouth.  To her shame and horror, Red Fox SUCKED it.  She never hesitated.  Unfortunately, due to wearing the power belt, she was hyper horny and helpless to do anything else.  Besides, giving head was her most fav thing to do in bed.

SLURP! SLURP! Gulp. SLURP!

Before long he came again, filling her hungry mouth with creamy cum.  The poor super heroine swallowed over and over, managing to get it all down.  It was close, because he had another boatload of cum waiting.

“Thanks, sugar,” the bum said, patting her on the head.  He zipped up and ran away, laughing.

Red Fox knelt there a long time, feeling cum dripping out of her aching, tingling cunt and pooling between her widely-spread knees.  The taste of his cock and cum lingered as she panted, slowly regaining her common sense.

“Oh well,” she muttered, slowly rising to start collecting her costume.  “At least no one saw my minor setback.  All in all, not a bad premiere night.”

%                   %                    %

Six weeks later, and after many, many successful nights….

Black Fox strode purposely towards the rambunctious street party.  Lately, the wild, decadent things had started to spring up outside just about every club frequented by Hollywood’s celebrities.  They were the excluded people’s way of being included, and many celebs actually liked them better than the clubs.

Unfortunately, that meant the fights and other violence and crime escalated.  It was a BYOB party, and a lot of booze was brought and consumed.  Drunken fights were common, and even encouraged.  Black Fox figured the partygoers considered the fights the main entertainment.

There were three fights underway when the sexy super heroine arrived.  A pair of surfer boys were duking it out, though mostly just circling each other and throwing threats instead of fists.  Not far away, a group of men were fighting.  She estimated at least eight involved.  And last, and apparently the most entertaining to the crowd, a group of women mixed it up in a giant catfight.

Black Fox hesitated, eyeing the three different situations.  The police were standing off to the side, not getting involved.  They were more concerned with containment than stopping the fights.  She frowned, recalling how three days back, at a similar street party gone out of control, legendary super heroine Dark Justice had gotten in over her head.  The crowd had turned on her, stripped her, beat her, and then passed her around like a cheap whore for several hours, before unmasking her in front of the eager paparazzi.

“Poor Jessica Alba.” 

Yes, Dark Justice had turned out to be none other than Jessica Alba, who’d promptly vanished the next day.  Black Fox prayed the sexy starlet/super heroine had gone into hiding, but in truth, her enemies had probably snatched her up.  A rumor was going around that a Mexican drug lord now had her providing kinky pleasures to him and his men.

Black Fox strode towards the fighting surfer dudes, but they spotted her and ran away.  So she headed toward the biggest melee.  Warning calls went up, but that group did not stop fighting.  So the sexy super heroine smiled with wicked glee, and charged them.  Bystanders scattered out of her way, and Black Fox plowed into the fray.

Starting with a roundhouse, the shapely heroine took down two brawlers at once.  Then she did a back flip and kicked out in a perfect split in midair, taking out two more fighters.  That got everyone’s attention.

“Four down in four seconds.  Who’s next?” Black Fox snarled, beautiful blue eyes narrowed.  They took notice of the menace in her tone and started backing away.  “What? Nothing to say? Then you all go DOWN.”

The men scattered to the laughter and catcalls of the crowd.  Black Fox quirked a smile.  She didn’t like to taunt men after she’d stopped them.  Not usually.  Sometimes.

“So far so good,” the busty brunette muttered, and turned to the last fight. And froze.  SHE was there, breaking up the girl brawl.  That other super heroine Fox.  “I can’t believe you’d have the audacity to show up in MY presence!”

Red Fox slanted a haughty look over her left shoulder.  Their eyes locked, and hostility flowed hot and heavy.  It was their first meeting, but each had constantly been barraged with questions about the other Fox over the last six weeks.  The media loved to compare them and their exploits.  Each had a healthy amount of fans and detractors.  In fact, one’s fans were usually the other’s haters.

“Hello, Bitch Fox,” Red Fox said, a wicked smile spreading her full red lips.  “That’s what they call you, you know?”

“Only the critics who prefer their heroines running around displaying camel toe,” Black Fox said, and smirked as her rival’s eyes widened, and her face turned almost as red as her mask and costume.  “Word is you are the most susceptible to sexual exploitation, too.  Maybe you should change your name to Red Fuck, or Scarlet Slut.”

Red Fox gasped.  Horrified.  Did Black Fox KNOW she was Scarlett Johansson? Or was her using “scarlet” just a coincidence?

“Oooh, I hit a nerve there,” the sexy, black-clad super heroine purred with malicious glee.  “Is the widdle super horny, super heroine ashamed her of widdle weakness? Hmmm?”

Red Fox leveled unamused eyes on Black Fox. “Ah, baby talk from the emotionally immature.”

“At least I’m not so unimaginative that I had to steal someone else’s super heroine name,” Black Fox said.  “Lose the Fox, bitch.  Call yourself Red Cat, or Candy Apple Red, or anything but Fox.  There’s only room for one Fox, and that is Black Fox, baby.”

“Unimaginative? You stole Black Fox from Tawny Kitaen and you claim I stole RED Fox? Stole from who?”

“Black Fox is a legendary name, picked up by generation after generation of super heroines.  Tawny wasn’t the first Black Fox, just the most famous.” She crossed her arms. “Until me.  But I was Black Fox before you arrived on the scene, so you change your name.”

“Why?”

“Because it makes us look like a team or something,” she said.  “I don’t like being associated with clearly minor league heroines like you.”

“I got your minor league right here, sister,” Red Fox said, shaking a red-gloved fist at her super heroine rival.

“Now, girls, let’s play nice,” Alyssa Milano said, stepping up to them.  The sexy TV star wore a tight yellow mini dress, with a wide red belt and matching red Louboutin pumps.  She was holding a drink, and looked tipsy.  “Can’t we all just be friends?”

The two super heroines looked at her, then at each other.  As one they answered.

“No.”

Black Fox threw a punch at Red Fox’s face, and Red Fox threw one at Black Fox’s belly.  Right as Alyssa stepped between them.

“Ugh!” Alyssa cried, nailed in the face and back, at the same time, by TWO super-powered women.  Fortunately for the sexy TV star, she also wore a power belt under her dress for personal protection.  But still, those were hard punches, and she had drank way too much.  Poor Alyssa staggered away, head spinning, totally discombobulated.  “Uuuggghhhh.”

“You idiot! See what you did?” Red Fox cried.

“Me? It’s your fault, you dried up old slut.”

“Bitch!” Red Fox cried, and backhanded Black Fox.  The raven-maned heroine grunted and stumbled back.  Red Fox drove into her, hammering fists and feet all over that admittedly shapely body.  Within the minute she had Black Fox on the ground, and stood over the brunette with gloating eyes.  “It’s going to be YOU who gives up the Fox name, bitch.  I’ll beat you until you agree, too.”

“Shut up, Camel Toe Girl,” Black Fox groaned, and drove her stiletto heel into Red Fox’s cunt.

The blonde heroine clutched her tortured and hyper sensitive twat, bent over and groaning as a few tears rolled out of her eyes.  Black Fox rolled to her feet, and kicked Red Fox’s feet away.  The red-clad heroine was left face-down on the pavement, ass high in the air, still clutching her cunt.

Black Fox starting kicking her rival in the pussy.  “Take that, you skanky slut whore heroine!”

After a dozen kicks, Black Fox grabbed Red Fox by the Power Belt and blonde hair, lifted her up, and threw her across the street and into the side of a building.  As the blonde heroine staggered to her wobbly feet, Black Fox ran up to her and kicked her in the head, spinning her around three times before she fell.

Bending over the moaning and groaning red-clad heroine, Black Fox smirked. “Now, who is going to change her name? Hmmm?”

Red Fox slowly crawled to all fours, then looked up into the smug face of her rival.  She scowled at Black Fox, hate burning so hot it hurt.

“You are, Bitch Slut,” the blonde snarled. 

She grabbed Black Fox’s long, shiny black hair and drove her face straight down into the pavement.  Black Fox’s feet came off the ground, and Red Fox wrapped her arms around her rival’s tiny waist and stood up.  Holding Black Fox upside-down, she smiled and jumped up to pile-drive Black Fox.

“Ooh!” the crowd cried as Red Fox landed on her knees, pile-driving Black Fox’s head into the ground.

%                   %                    %

While the sexy super heroines bashed each other to mush…

After being so brutally pounded by the sexy super heroines, Alyssa staggered into the crowd.  She didn’t know up from down, and didn’t care.  She was hurting and wanted it to stop.

Someone took her by the hand and led her away.  After a moment another hand took her other arm.  She was hustled away and into a parked car.  Moments after being struck, Alyssa was in the backseat with a strange man.  The other guy was driving.

“Drink, babe.  Because we’re all about to have a grand ole time,” A hand forced a bottle of Jack Daniels into her mouth.  While another yanked her head back by her hair, the long bottle neck was pushed down into her throat.  She could not stop the flow of hard liquor.  “That’s a good girl.  Gotta be a good girl so we can show the world what a BAD GIRL you Hollywood sluts truly are.”

As the whisky flowed into her she felt him slide a hand under her short skirt, and straight to her aching pussy.  Wearing the Power Belt made her super horny 24/7.  Alcohol made it even worse.  And now, well, her body was raging with need and desires.

“This slut is sloppy wet, Cory,” he said.

“Fucking A, Wayne, we’re going to make the best fucking porno with her,” Cory said.

“What you said, dude,” Wayne said, laughing.  He threw the empty bottle on the floor and claimed Alyssa’s full lips in a passionate kiss.  She returned that kiss hungrily.  While kissing her, he ripped off her thong panties, and started finger-fucking the sexy starlet.  “Man, this bitch is at the brink of…”

“Aaaaaaaaaaiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiieeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee! Oh my God! I can’t… I can’t stop my…. Aaaaaaaaaiiiiiieeeeeee! Aaaaaaaaaaaiiiiiiiiiiiieeeeeeeeeee!”

“Wow! We hit the slut jackpot tonight,” Cory cried.

Seconds later, Wayne had pulled Alyssa atop his lap, pulled out his cock and impaled her upon it.  The super-sexy TV star immediately began to hump him with all she had, and she had a lot to give.  He pulled down her dress and went to town on her big, silicone tits.

It would prove a long, long night for the beautiful actress.

%                   %                    %

But back at the street party…

“Ugh! Ugh! Ugh!” Red Fox grunted as each of Black Fox’s punches landed on her belly, left tit and chin.  Then Black Fox grabbed the top edge of her rival’s top, and yanked it down to expose spectacular tits.  “How dare you!”

“Nice tits, babe,” Black Fox said, smirking.  She pulled Red Fox in close, so that they were nose to nose, eye to eye.  She snaked a black-gloved hand down between Red Fox’s legs, and began rubbing her foe’s aching cunt through the thin latex.  She whispered, “I know your ultimate weakness, babe.  Now know defeat.”

“Aaaggghhhh,” Red Fox cried, back arching and head rolling back as incredible waves of sheer pleasure consumed her beautiful body.  Her very soul was scorched by the heat of her own needs and desires.  Then, panting, she looked Black Fox in the eyes, feeling the electricity between them.  Full, glossy red lips slightly parted, she looked upon the most beautiful woman she’d ever seen.  As Black Fox continued to masturbate her, Red Fox reached up and pulled the raven-haired beauty’s face down.  Two sets of full red lips met, and passion exploded.  “Mmmmmmm.”

Realizing she was enjoying kissing Red Fox way too much, and didn’t have the emotional wherewithal to break the kiss, Black Fox instead slipped her hand under Red Fox’s latex thongs, and started rubbing that engorged clit.  The sexy blonde super heroine groaned low and sensuously, and thrust her hot, wet tongue deep into Black Fox’s mouth.

“Mmmmmm,” they groaned together, French kissing each other passionately.

It took Black Fox a few minutes of incredible pleasure before she realized that Red Fox had pulled down her top and was fondling her tingling tits with unsuspected expertise.  Then Red Fox suddenly tensed up, arched her back so much it broke their flaming kiss, and climaxed.

“Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiieeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee! Holy shit, not another….  Aaaaaaaaaaaaaagggggggggggggggghhhhhhhhhhhhh!”

Black Fox released her, and Red Fox fell straight back and just lay there, spread-eagle.  All she could do was moan low as the aftershocks of orgasm radiated throughout her shapely body.  Black Fox watched as a partygoer dropped to his knees over her rival’s face, pulled out his cock, and shoved it down slack lips.  Red Fox started sucking, with no little enthusiasm.

“What a slut,” Black Fox said, still panting.  She was so hot and bothered, hornier than she’d ever been in her life.  If Red Fox hadn’t succumbed right then, it would’ve been HER laying on the ground getting orally fucked by a stranger.  She was just seconds from coming herself, and that aborted climax was angry and still scrambling her senses.  “I have to go before…”

“Hey, pretty lady, don’t go,” another man said, wrapping his arms around her from behind.  Her big blue eyes went wide and she groaned as his hands cupped her naked tits, and gave them a sweet little squeeze.  Then he buried his face in her neck, kissing her through her fragrant black hair.  “Hmmmm, you smell pretty.”

“Oh.  Oh.  I can’t.  I have to go,” she whispered, her voice hoarse and very sexy.

Black Fox felt herself slipping, and slipping fast.  She only had seconds to escape, or she’d join Red Fox in a free-for-all pavement gangbang.  Imagine the bragging rights those depraved men would have by nailing two super heroines at once!  Then she watched as the club’s bouncer, a tall black man almost as wide as he was tall, pulled off Red Fox’s red latex thongs and mounted the blonde right there on the ground.

“Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaggggggggggggggggghhhhhhhh!” Red Fox cried.  She started bucking wildly, rocking her head back and forth.  The first guy finally came, spewing her face with hot cum.  “Oh God! Oh God! Fuck me! Yes! Fuck me!”

The bouncer started mauling her bouncing tits lustily.  Then a pretty blonde moved in, lifted her miniskirt, and sat on Red Fox’s face. Red Fox began eating her out, obviously not the sexy super heroine’s first time eating muff.

“Uuuugggghhhhh,” Black Fox cried, feeling a stiff cock rammed up her butt. 

She was so caught up in what they were doing to Red Fox, she didn’t realize the guy on her was prepared to mount her butt hole.  Her back arched, head rolling back.  Another man took the opportunity to pull her top completely off and start sucking on her exposed tits.  Their combined assault on her sexy body was too much, and the sexy super heroine weakened and dropped to her knees.

The man behind her followed her down, never missing a beat as he reamed out her butt with wild abandon.  The man on her tits released her, but pulled out his cock and thrust it in her masked face.

“Eat me,” he said, smirking.

Black Fox looked up into his lusty, smirking face and saw no mercy.  She licked her full lips, mouth watering profusely.  Her chest and throat tightened even more as dark hunger consumed her.  It was so terribly wrong, she knew it.  All around them people were taking pictures and video, including partygoers and paparazzi.  She knew if she sucked him off, it would be all they wrote.  She would lose control of her lusty nature and take on all comers.  The Power Belt did that to a woman, and everyone knew it, too.

“Come on, babe, open wide,” he coaxed her.

Her glossy red lips parted ever so slightly.  She so wanted to suck him.  So wanted to get fucked every-which-way she could.  But she had to be strong, to prove her worth as a super heroine, to prove she was one of the top tier of super heroines.  Megan wanted to make Black Fox an A-List Heroine like Lady Justice or Ms Fantastica, not a D-List super slut like Star Girl, Vixen or Sweet Chastity.  But then he buried his hands deep in her silky soft hair, and it felt so damn sexy.

“Uuuugggghhh,” Black Fox groaned, full lips opening wider.  He pushed his cock up to them, pressing firmly, and she hesitated.  Holding him back a second. But then she lost her internal battle and sucked him in deep.  “MMmmmgmggggghhh.”

“Oh yeah, that’s how you do it, baby,” he said.  “Oh yeah.  Hot damn, you really know your way around a dick, girl.”

“Aaaaaaaaagggggggggggghhhhhhhhhh!” Red Fox screamed in climax, again.

That pushed Black Fox dangerously close to the edge of climax herself.  She barely had anything left to fight it off.  Then the man reaming her butt came deep inside of her, and it felt so good.  And she lost control.

“Hhhhhhhhhhgggggggggggggggggggggghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!” Black Fox screamed around the cock in her mouth.  It was an incredible climax, and radiated pleasure throughout her spectacular body.  While another man replaced the guy behind her, only shoving himself up her cunt instead, she got her cheeks ballooned out with a massive load of cum.  “MMmmmggggghhh.”

After five guys had her in the ass or cunt, and seven in the mouth, Black Fox was maneuvered between Red Fox’s wide spread legs.  Her face was pushed down into the other sexy super heroine’s sloppy, sticky pussy.

“Lick it clean, then eat her out,” an A-List movie actress sneered.  For some reason her English accent sounded so sexy, and really turned the vanquished vigilante on big time.  “And make it sexy.”

“Mmmmm,” Black Fox moaned as she complied, licking Red Fox’s shapely white ass clean of cum and pussy juices, then working her way up to her rival’s sloppy pussy.  It took more time and greater effort to satisfy the English actress’s demand to lick that blonde pubic patch perfectly clean.  Then she finally buried her face in Red Fox’s muffin and went to town.  Red Fox immediately arched up and started writhing.  “Hhhmmmmmmmm.”

Black Fox cut her eyes up, to see the English actress sit on Red Fox’s face and get eaten out, while the big club bouncer kept ramrodding her ass like it was his last chance for sex ever.  Within moments both super sexy super heroines were experiencing machinegun orgasms.  And their night of debauchery was just getting started.

%                   %                    %

“Aaaaggghhhhh! It’s all those super bitches’ fault!” Alyssa screamed.

The two sorry bastards who’d had gotten her drunk and fucked her had filmed most of it, and sold it to multiple porn sites.  In her drunken stupor she’d signed a release, too, so there was nothing she could do about it.

“I’m a porn star now.  A fucking, skanky porn star,” she said, beautiful brown eyes full of fury.  “Black Fox and Red Fox will rue the day.  Oh, they will pay dearly for causing my downfall.”

There was zero consolation that both sexy super heroines had also been filmed getting fucked stupid.  That’s just what happened to super heroines.  Everyone knew it.  They were just costumed sexy whores in waiting.

Alyssa was at home, in her vast closet full of designer clothes and accessories.  But she had a very special outfit hidden away, that she’d planned to wear next Halloween.  She opened the locked trunk and removed it.  It was made of latex, shiny and sexy to the extreme.  The sight of it brought a wicked smile to her full lips.

First, she put on the cowl, pulling her shimmering brown hair through the hole at the base of her skull.  The cowl covered her face from the nose up, and both cheeks, then dropped down to wrap around her slender throat.  She had three silver buckles on her throat to secure it.  Next came a purple latex catsuit, with plunging neckline and long sleeves.  Then she put on black, lace-up ankle boots and matching opera gloves.  Finally, she put a golden power belt around her waist and tied a black cape around her neck.

“Beware of NEMESIS, fox girls,” she said, admiring herself in a full-length mirror.  She picked up a long, wicked looking-bullwhip.  “Nemesis will exact her pound of sexy super heroine flesh, and then some.”

%                   %                    %

Red Fox strolled down a stretch of Sunset Blvd.  She went back and forth between two notorious clubs, where vicious fights had been breaking out on a nightly basis for the past couple weeks.  A lot of innocent bystanders had gotten attacked by gang members and other unsavory characters.  She’d made it her personal mission to clean up that stretch of Sunset.

Big, tough-looking men and scantily-clad women walked back and forth between the two clubs, as well.  Mostly, they were looking for the next bit of excitement, which usually meant a brawl.  Strangely, they didn’t seem to mind her breaking up the fights.  If anything, more people were showing up just to watch the sexy super heroine in action.  Though, Red Fox was pretty sure they all wanted to witness a repeat of her minor setback with Black Fox a couple weeks back, where together they’d ended up fucking half the men present, not to mention lesbo-fucking each other numerous times.

“Concentrate,” Red Fox muttered, feeling her libido kick in at those erotic thoughts.  “Have to stay focused if I want to be taken seriously as a super heroine.  God, a few more disasters like two weeks ago and I’ll be put in that same group as Vixen and Sweet Chastity.  Ugh, just disgusting.”

Worse, some catty gossip-mongers were already putting her, Black Fox and Vixen together, since a vixen was a female fox, and calling them the “Trifecta of Foxiness” and “Trifecta of Foxy”. Or some variation of that.  Red Fox hated those losers, but was determined to rise above it all and prove her worth.

She only had two months, then it was off to France for her next movie role.  She had to give them so much Red Fox glory that they’d miss her when she was gone.  Then they’d really appreciate her return.

“Well, look at you, all red hot and sexy,” a purple-clad, masked woman said as she stepped out of an alley.  She wore a snug-fitting purple catsuit, with black cowl and cape, black boots and gloves.  A golden power belt rested sexily atop her flaring hips and a long bullwhip was coiled up in her hand.  “Hello, Red Fox.”

“Oh, great, another super heroine,” Red Fox said, not liking the other woman’s smirk.  “This is my beat, sister.  I’ve got the situation well under control.  Why don’t you go save the world somewhere else.”

The stranger made clawing motions at Red Fox. “Oh, meow.  So catty,”

“Very mature, Miss…. what’s your name? Catty Girl? Lady Dominatrix?”

“I likey.  Can I use them?”

“Knock yourself out,” Red Fox said, rolling her eyes as she stepped around the purple-clad heroine.  “I’ve got better things to do than stand around trading barbs with some wannabe heroine.  So why don’t you take your stupid cape and fly.”

Red Fox grinned as the onlookers laughed.  The newbie heroine blushed under the mocking laughter.  The red-clad super heroine almost felt sorry for her.  She knew it wasn’t easy to get started.  But she really didn’t have time to take amateurs under her wing, and it should’ve been a much more experienced super heroine taking up the challenge, anyways.

“I don’t think so,” the newcomer suddenly snarled, spinning to face the retreating form of Red Fox.  In the dim street lighting, Red Fox’s very white – and barely thong-covered – ass shone with glorious beauty.  It made for a great target, too.  So the purple-clad beauty loosed her wicked whip and grinned with glee.  “Naughty girls get WHIPPED!”

“What?” Red Fox said, but before she could turn around fire lashed across her bare white ass.  She heard the crack of a whip a second later, as she rose up on her toes, hands covering her tortured butt cheeks, and screamed in pain.  “Aaaaaaaiiiiieeeeee!”

“I am NEMESIS!” she cried, lashing the stunned super heroine across her butt, legs and upper chest.  She was brilliant with a whip, and went after any exposed flesh on the sexy super heroine.  “Specifically, I am YOUR nemesis, Red Slut.”

“Aaggghhhh! I’m going to pound your face into the ground!” Red Fox screamed.

“I don’t think so,” Nemesis said, grinning with malicious glee.  She lashed out again, wrapping her whip around Red Fox’s throat.  She took off running a bit, then used her superhuman strength and whip to hurl the vivacious vigilante straight into a brick wall.  “Ouch, bet that hurt.”

“Ugh!” Red Fox grunted, hitting headfirst.

She was stunned and dizzy, barely conscious.  Red Fox could barely stand, teetering precariously atop her five-inch stiletto boots.  Nemesis stepped up from behind, looped the whip once around that slender throat and started strangling the sexy super heroine.  The woozy blonde clutched at her neck, trying to get ahold of the whip.  But Nemesis was just as strong, so she was helpless to stop the strangling.  Within a minute her eyes fluttered shut and her arms dropped to her sides.

Nemesis released Red Fox, and kicked the kayoed heroine between the shoulder blades.  Red Fox fell face down on the sidewalk, unconscious.  Nemesis laughed, and looked around at all the stunned faces.

“Don’t worry, she’s not dead,” she said, which sent a wave of relief through the small crowd.  Reaching down, Nemesis ripped off Red Fox’s red latex thong.  “But she IS sopping wet from her super horniness.  Heck, everyone knows Red Fox is the horniest heroine in L.A.!  And a good ass whipping always makes her ten times hornier.  So, who wants to go for a wild super heroine rump ride?”

A dozen hands went up immediately, including one woman.  Nemesis smiled as she reached down to pick up Red Fox.  She grabbed a fistful of silky blonde hair, and shoved two fingers up the heroine’s asshole.  Then she lifted her prize up and tossed the heroine atop the trunk of a parked car.  Red Fox grunted, but remained unconscious as she lay face-down on the back of that car.  The purple-sheathed super villainess pulled her enemy back so that those mile-long legs hung limply off the back of the car, and that round white ass was right at the edge.  Perfect fucking position.

“Mount up, boys,” Nemesis called.  “The Red Slut Express is taking on all boarders now.”

A big, muscle-bound professional wrestler pushed through the crowd, dropped his pants and shoved a ten-inch prick up her vulnerable poop chute.  Red Fox’s eyes popped open with that.

“Ugghhhh,” Red Fox grunted, back arching.  Nemesis quickly pulled her hands behind her back and cuffed them securely.  “Hey.  Oh! Oh… my…. Gaaawwwdddd.”

Red Fox couldn’t believe she was getting butt-fucked in public AGAIN.  It felt way too good, to be so damn wrong.  Meanwhile, Nemesis reached down under the cock slamming in and out of her enemy’s ass with remarkable speed, and found Red Fox’s engorged and hypersensitive clit.  And started rubbing it with practiced perfection.

“Aaaaggghhhhh.  Please, I can’t handle that,” she groaned.  She was much too easily climaxed, and knew it.  Despaired of it, usually.  But now she felt that so great-feeling climax building with super speed.  It wouldn’t take much to push her over the edge now.  “Please, you have to stop before…. uuuggghhh… before I clima…..  Oh! Aaaagggggggghhhhhhhhhhh! Oh God, I’m coming again.  Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiieeeeeeeeeeeeeee!”

“What a super slut,” Nemesis called to the crowd.  “Enjoy, my friends.”

Nemesis glanced at the three vans in front, behind and directly across the street from Red Fox.  It was the perfect setup and takedown of a sexy super heroine like Red Fox.  Her camera crews were getting great shots.  Plus, she confirmed as she glanced up and around, she had three more crews atop the surrounding buildings, getting money shots from different angles.  It was perfect.

“Wahoo!” the wrestler cried, climaxing deep inside the vanquished costumed vigilante’s ass, as he waved her newly-removed bustier high above his head.  “I got a great fuck and a sexy souvenir.” Then he smacked her across the ass with his free hand, causing her ass cheeks to jiggle like jello, and called, “Next!”

Red Fox felt herself flipped over to her back.  Her bleary eyes suddenly focused on a cameraman atop the two-story building beside her.  He had a perfect shot of the second man pushing his hard cock deep into her aching pussy.  She knew that once again she would be plastered across Internet porn sites doing the nasty.  Another severe blow to her street cred and public reputation.

“Ooooooh, yes,” Red Fox groaned sensuously.  She was too fired up sexually to stop now.  The sexy super heroine forgot about the cameraman and went to town on her current lover.  “Oh baby! Oh baby, baby, baby!”

“Are you horny?” Nemesis said.

“I’m horny.”

“How horny?”

“I’m so horny,” Red Fox said, panting fiercely as she was fucked hard and fast.  “I’m so horny! Oh, so horn…. Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaagggggggggggggggggghhhhhhhhh!”

“Yeah, horny like the super slut we all know you are, baby,” Nemesis sneered.  “Have fun, Red Slut.”

With that, Nemesis departed.  The police would show up to break up the fuck-the-heroine party shortly.  They were such killjoys sometimes.  She’d be long gone by then, but her hidden cameramen would get it all on tape.  By morning, Red Fox would be a porn star all over again.

“Vengeance is so sweet.”

%                   %                    %

One month later…

“Megan! Megan!”

The Transformers star stopped in the cram-packed club and looked toward that voice calling her.  She saw a table with several beautiful young celebrities.  It was Britney calling, and she looked drunk and mischievous.

Megan was all dolled up in a white silk blouse, black miniskirt, garter belt and black hose, with black Mary Jane stiletto shoes – Louboutin, with five inch heels.  Earlier, in a meeting with studio executives, she had worn a black suit jacket as well.  Toss the jacket, though, and she was ready to party.  The best part: the wide glossy black belt was a cleverly disguised Power Belt.

“Hi, girls,” Megan said, taking the only free seat.  She knew everyone there: Alyssa Milano, Ashley Tisdale, Audrina Partridge and Britney Spears.  “What are we all talking about? Boys?”

Britney was wearing tight black leather pants and a matching halter top, while Ashley wore a hot pink mini-dress and Jimmy Choo boots.  Audrina wore a weird purple pantsuit. Anybody’s guess why.  And Alyssa was dressed almost exactly like Megan, except her skirt and belt were red, and she wore black ankle boots.

“Mostly,” Audrina said, grinning.

“But right now we’re talking about super heroines and that new girl, Nemesis,” Britney said.  She smiled with wicked glee.  “Have you heard the latest?”

“No.  I don’t keep up with the whole super heroine thing,” she said, as straight-faced as could be.  “What happened?”

“Nemesis caught another super heroine and had her fucked stupid in the streets,” Ashley said.  “Ew.  So nasty.  I can’t even look at the pictures again.”

“Who did she get?”

“Lady Justice,” Alyssa said.  “Caught that haughty goodie-two-shoe, costumed whore and made her put out to any and all comers.”

“And there were a lot of comers, too,” Britney said.  “I was there.  I saw the whole thing.  It lasted three hours before the police arrived and broke up the fun.”

“Fun?” Megan said, horrified.  “Lady Justice is the number one, top super heroine in L.A.!  She’s been our premier super heroine for the last ten years.”

The gorgeous African-American super heroine was Megan’s super heroine idol.  Her personal role model, though they’d only met once, briefly, before she’d became Black Fox.

“I guess she’s gotten old and slow,” Alyssa said, and Britney laughed.

“Is she all right?”

“Probably not,” Alyssa said.  “But super heroines are one and all too stupid to know or realize something that deep.  She probably shook it off as part of the job and is keeping on keeping on.  It’s what those costumed whores do.”

“Shut up,” Megan said, blue eyes flashing.  “What a horrid woman you’ve become, Alyssa.  And that godless bitch Nemesis needs to be tied up and gang fucked like a two-bit whore, too.  See how she likes it. But then again, she actually might love it.”

Alyssa’s big brown eyes narrowed.  Might’ve even been snarling or growling, but the music was way too loud to hear.  Then the TV star rose up and leaned over Megan, nose to nose.

“You better be careful, bitch.  I’ve learned a few tricks in the action roles I’ve played, and I can mop the floor with your girlie-girl ass.”

“Bring it, bitch,” Megan snarled.  “I’m younger, stronger and prettier than you.  I’m not afraid of you… Bitch.”

The other three women were so engrossed with them, no one noticed Alyssa secretly drop a small white pill into Megan’s drink.

“In your dreams, Mega Dork.”

“Ooo, you are sooo clever to change Megan into Mega, and add dork.  I am humbled by your brilliance,” Megan sneered.  The other girls at the table laughed, disturbing Alyssa, who glanced at them.  Megan leaned back, took a sip of her drink, and continued.  “Alyssa, where did you learn to OVERACT like that? TV? Hmm, I guess.  I did a little TV, but I’m a MOVIE star.  I’m big league, you’re minor league.  We’ll leave it at that.”

Megan took her drink and left the table.  Left Alyssa seething, fists clenching over and over.  The beautiful younger actress smiled with wicked glee, since it was the first time she’d gotten the advantage over Alyssa in an argument.  Not that they argued that much, but still…

Suddenly, a wave of heat washed over her shapely body, making her heart race and pussy ache.  It was so hot.  She drained her drink and set the glass on a table, then headed for the dance floor.  She had an urge to MOVE.

As Megan slipped into the crowded dance floor, men and women bumped into her, wiggled against her, rubbed, bumped butts and even once rubbed titties against each other.  Within a minute Megan was horny.  Super horny.

“Damn Power Belt,” she whispered, both hands flat on her lower belly, which was filled with the butterflies.  Her cunt was burning hot, tingling.  Her tits were tingling, too.  As she wiggled and writhed and otherwise danced to the hypnotic music, the sexy starlet understood her predicament.  She was extremely vulnerable to sexual stimulation, and she was highly stimulated at that moment.  And she didn’t know why.  The belt alone shouldn’t have amped up her libido like that, or that fast.  “It was probably that fight with Alyssa, and finding out about Lady Justice.”

Whenever she wore a Power Belt, even talk of sex aroused her.  She had to be careful.  Hollywood men understood the wicked sexy power of Power Belts, and knew at any given time most of the young starlets were wearing one under their clothes or disguised like Megan’s belt.  They would ply their celebrity targets with drinks and talk dirty to them.  It worked more often than not.  Indeed, nine out of her last ten one-night stands Megan attributed to just such a scenario.  Fact was, and she knew it, she was considered one of the easier celebrities to bag.

“I’m already too fucking horny without the belt,” she said, still dancing, though more frantically now.  She was soooo horny it hurt.  Then some guy came up behind her, spooned her on dance floor and rubbed her shoulders with big strong hands.  “Oooooh, yes.  Oh baby.”

“Daddy gonna take care of you, pretty girl,” he whispered in her ear.

She glanced back and discovered her “admirer” was an older black man.  She recognized the face as a singer from the 70’s, but couldn’t come up with a name.  He was very gray and age-ravaged, but she was hyper horny and didn’t care.

“Take me home,” she said.

He leaned forward. “What?”

As he leaned in, his hands went around her body and cupped her tits through the white silk blouse.  Waves of erotic pleasure flowed throughout her spectacular body, even as strength flowed out of her legs.  Megan dropped to her knees, groaning.

Suddenly Alyssa stepped up beside her, smirking down at her.  Then the TV star pushed a young TV soap opera stud forward, reached over and unzipped him.  As Alyssa pulled out his cock, Megan’s mouth watered and she hungered for cock in mouth.  She had to have it.  Part of her mind, a very tiny part, understood she was way over her head and there was danger, and a tiny voice cried out for her to remove the Power Belt before it was too late.

It was too late.

Megan grabbed the cock, gave it a few firm strokes, and then wrapped her full red lips around that cock and started sucking like there was no tomorrow.  He buried his hands deep in her silky black mane, while she bobbed her head up and down his cock.  Alyssa took the opportunity to pull off Megan’s blouse and skirt, but left the belt for some reason.  Maybe she recognized what it was, and knew what it was doing to Megan’s libido and self-control.  And since Megan wasn’t wearing panties, there was nothing left to stop the aging 70’s singer from plowing a big black cock up her pussy doggie-style.

“Fucked like the dog you are, Megan,” Alyssa sneered in her ear.  “Gotcha, bitch.” Then she called out to the room, “Megan Fox is putting out, boys! Line up, front and back! There’s plenty of this sexy slut for everyone!”

Megan just closed her big blue eyes and sucked for all she was worth.  She savored every stroke of cock up her pussy.  Within just minutes she lost complete control, and climaxed.

“Aaaaaaaaaaaaaiiiiiiiiiiiiiieeeeeeeeeeeee!” she cried, pulling off the cock a second before he came.  Hot cum then sprayed into her gorgeous face.  Four thick spurts of the hot, sticky cum.  Then the next cock was thrust into her still open mouth.  “Mmmmmm.”

“I’m coming, toooooooo!” the 70’s singer cried, and released a major load of cum deep inside her twat.

“Uuuuuuuuuuuuggggggggggggggggghhhhhhhh!” she cried around the cock in her mouth, climaxing even harder that time.

“What a slut!” Alyssa laughed.

For the next four hours Alyssa played ringmaster to the Megan Fox sex circus.  She kept at least two men fucking Megan at all times.  And, oddly enough, someone caught it all on tape.  And it was uploaded to the Internet before sunrise.

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The next night…

Black Fox returned to the scene of the crime against her alter-ego.  She spotted Alyssa with Ashley Tisdale and Vanessa Hudgens.  They seemed to be annoying the TV star, who covertly lifted a small black canister and sprayed them both in the face.  Both young movie starlets gasped, looked stunned, then looked at each other with fast-growing lust.

“Oh Vanessa.”

“Oh Ashley.”

They threw their arms around each other and sank into a deep, passionate kiss.  Both girls savored their lusty, lipstick kiss, all wet and sensuous.  Girl kisses were nothing like boy kisses, and they loved it.

Vanessa was wearing a white lacy bustier top and pleated miniskirt, while Ashley wore a little black dress.  They didn’t wear them much longer after being sprayed.  Black Fox growled as they stripped each other hungrily, then plopped their sexy, twenty-year-old, shapely bodies atop the table and started 69ing each other.

“Wow, Vanessa’s on top? I would’ve thought Ashley the more dominant,” Alyssa called out to the watching crowd.

Black Fox growled as she spotted cameras coming out, including video.  Those poor girls were going to join the growing ranks of celebrity Internet porn stars.  The sexy super heroine scowled, remembering that she was also within those ranks as both Black Fox and as Megan Fox.  It sucked big time.  Black Fox didn’t have to listen to the innuendo and jokes that much, but Megan was constantly barraged by them from the paparazzi.

The next paparazzi that asked her to take off her top or give him a BJ was getting his ass kicked, big time.

As soon as Alyssa spotted her pushing through the crowd, the sexy TV star made for the door, double time.  Black Fox shouted for her to halt, to no avail.  So she started plowing through the crowd, knocking men and women aside as she went. “Out of the way! Super heroine working!”

“Ouch!” a young brunette cried when Black Fox’s stiletto heel came down on her toes.  Then she shoved the beautiful super heroine hard, knocking her atop a table full of big, angry looking men.

“Hey!” they all cried, leaping to their feet.

A second later a fist slammed into Black Fox’s left temple.  It was a solid hit, but not quite enough power to take out a super heroine.  It dazed her a bit, but she went into defensive mode.  On her back atop the table, Black Fox’s black thigh-booted legs went to work, turning into a blur of vicious kicks all around her.  Two of the men were knocked out in the first few kicks, and the other two gave up and departed after a long moment of trying to get past her perfect defense.  They hightailed it out of there when she was recovered enough to return to her feet.

“Bastards,” she said, blue eyes flashing.  “Out of my way!”

The vengeful heroine continued after Alyssa, even though she was certain the sexy starlet was long gone.  She had no intention of letting Alyssa off the hook.  After seeing what Alyssa had done to the two High School Musical stars, she was certain that bitch had also drugged her as Megan, before supervising her night of gang bang debauchery.

For both crimes against women Alyssa would pay.

Out on the street Black Fox looked both ways.  No Alyssa.  Even the valet was nowhere to be seen.  The parking lot was to the left, so she headed that way.  Maybe if she was lucky she’d catch Alyssa before Alyssa found her car.

The clicking of running stilettos behind her alerted Black Fox.  She turned just in time to see Nemesis, before the purple-clad villainess laid her bullwhip across her bare belly.

CRACK!

“Yeow!” Black Fox cried, the pain incredible.

Nemesis laughed as she kicked the sexy super heroine in the jaw.  Black Fox flipped completely over and landed on her knees before the sexy villainess.  Then Nemesis kicked at her too-pretty masked face.

“I don’t think so,” Black Fox said, catching that booted foot.  She stood up, still holding the foot.  Nemesis was forced backwards, hopping on one foot.  “Surrender, vile villainess.  I have you and you will not escape justice.”

“Really?” Nemesis said, and whipped her bullwhip around the arrogant heroine’s throat, and pulled hard.  “Let go of my foot!”

“Never!” Black Fox gasped out. So hard to breathe.

Black Fox realized she would ultimately pass out and hand Nemesis another victory over her, and earn another night of wicked debauchery, so she forced her enemy backwards very fast, and slammed into a wall.  Nemesis’s knee bent, and then she kicked straight out hard.

“Yikes!” they both cried.

That powerful kick sent Black Fox flying over a parked car and into the street.  The whip was still wrapped around her neck.  She hit the pavement and rolled to her feet.  The small late-night crowd applauded, bringing a quick smile to her full red lips.  Then she rolled up the bullwhip, and threw it atop an adjacent building.  Nemesis cried out in dismay and anger.

“Oh, was that your whip? So sorry,” Black Fox said mockingly.

“I’m going to hurt you bad, Slutty Fox,” Nemesis sneered.

Black Fox scowled at her.  For the life of her she couldn’t think of a single way to mutate Nemesis into a funny, nasty variation of that name.

“Well, originality isn’t your strong point,” she said instead.  “Lots of people call me that.  Foul miscreants and malefactors with no respect for truth, justice and super heroines.”

“Super what? You meant to say super SLUTS, right?” Nemesis said, smirking as she slowly strutted up close.  “Does it hurt to be such a self-righteous prig all the damn time?”

“Prig?”

“Ha! That’s not even a big word and I confused you,” Nemesis laughed, then kicked the sexy super heroine in the pussy.  The toe of her boot hit Black Fox’s constantly engorged and hypersensitive clit perfectly, and hard.  The vivacious vigilante’s blue eyes crossed and her knees slammed together, just before she dropped to said knees before her bitter enemy.  “Ah, the benefits of wearing a power belt.  Easy libido, heh?”

“I don’t know,” Black Fox said through clenched teeth.  “You tell me.”

With that she drove a fist up between Nemesis’s legs, and right into HER pussy.  A knuckle pounded the vicious villainess’s clit, making her big brown eyes cross and forcing her to her knees.  Then Black Fox jumped to her feet, and pounded a knee up into Nemesis’s chin.

“Ugh!” Nemesis grunted, thrown back spread-eagle on the pavement.  Black Fox stepped between her wide legs, and kicked her five times in her brutalized cunt.  “Ugh! Ugh! Oooooooooooo.”

“Had enough, miscreant?” the super sexy super heroine grabbed Nemesis by her glossy brown hair and yanked her to her knees.  “Ready to surrender to me now? Or do you want some more of that?”

“More,” Nemesis said.  “More of this.”

The villainess reached up, yanked Black Fox’s black latex thongs down around her ankles and pulled hard to flip the sexy super heroine over onto her back, legs spread wide and a stunned look on her face.  Laughing, Nemesis kicked straight out from that kneeling position, amazing everyone by that act of superb physical ability, and drove a hard stiletto into the downed heroine’s clit.

“Uuuuuuuuuuugggggggggggggggggghhhhhhhhhh!” Black Fox wailed, experiencing the worst pain of her young life.

Nemesis crawled to her feet slowly, the worse for wear herself, too.  She snatched up a fistful of silky black hair, and pulled Black Fox to her feet, though still bent over at the waist.  Then she ran toward a wall, and rammed the super heroine into it head-first.  Black Fox collapsed in a boneless heap, ass sticking up in the air.

“Someone want to knock off a quickie before I continue kicking her fat ass?”

“I will,” a young man cried.  He looked like a typical California surfer, with deep tan and sun-bleached blonde hair.  He dropped his pants, knelt behind the moaning heroine and drove his cock deep into her aching pussy.  “Oh yeah! Oh baby, yeah!”

That cock ramming into her caused Black Fox to start rousing.  But her libido was rising faster than she was, and the shapely super heroine was soon panting and clawing at the concrete with black-gloved hands.

“Oh! Oh, baby… Oh!” Black Fox gasped out, feeling a major climax building super fast.  “Oh, you have to stop before….” He suddenly filled her cunt with cum, and she lost it.  “Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!”

“Good boy,” Nemesis said, grabbed him by the hair and pulled him back and out of the sexy super heroine.  Then she grabbed Black Fox by the hair again, and yanked her to her feet, again.  Once again the villainess started running toward a wall.  “Eat brick, bitch!”

“No!” Black Fox cried, and felt herself thrust powerfully at the brick wall.  This time, though, she forced her body to stand up.  The vigilante slammed into the wall full-bodied instead of head-first, saving her.  She bounced off, spun around and confronted a surprised villainess.  “Turnabout is fair play.”

Black Fox pounded a fist into Nemesis’s belly, doubling her foe up.  Grabbing a fistful hair, she ran the villainess into the wall head-first.  Not as hard as Nemesis had, but enough to stun the sexy villainess.  Then Black Fox lifted her enemy up over her head, and slammed her down to the sidewalk at her booted feet.  Reaching down with a smug smirk, Black Fox pulled Nemesis to her knees, liking the tears streaming down the villainess’s face.

“Had enough yet?”

Nemesis knelt there panting, groaning with pain, tears blurring her vision.  She was more than ready to surrender.  She’d become Nemesis to GIVE pain, not to receive it.  Even the Power Belt only muted so much of the abuse to her shapely body.  But her eyes cleared, and she saw Black Fox’s naked pussy dripping with pussy juices.  She smiled with wicked delight.

“No.  Tell me when YOU’VE had enough,” Nemesis sneered, and thrust her FIST up inside Black Fox’s pussy.

“Ugh! Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuggghhhh,” Black Fox cried, releasing her enemy as she clutched at her much-abused pussy.  But Nemesis started pounding her fist in and out, hard and fast.  “Uuuuugggggggggggghhhhhhh! Please….. I sur…. suuurrr…. surrender…. Oooooooooooooo.”

Nemesis sensuously rose to her stiletto-booted feet, never missing a stroke in and out of Black Fox’s pussy.  She pushed the completely helpless heroine back, back, back against the wall.  Then, with one hand at Black Fox’s throat to hold her against the wall, she really started fist-fucking the super sexy super heroine she hated so much.

“Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiieeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!”

“One orgasm down,” Nemesis said.  She kissed her helpless heroine victim on the sexy red lips.  “I’m going to tame you tonight, Slutty Fox.”

“Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiieeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!”

Nemesis forced another ten orgasms from the helplessly horny heroine, then turned Black Fox around to face the wall. 

“Who wants to explore the famous Fox Hole?”

“Me!” a big burly biker dude said, stepping up and unzipping.  He thrust hard up into Black Fox’s poop chute.  “Oh, so tight.”

“Uuguguggghhhhhh,” Black Fox’s gurgling cry rang out.  “Hurts! Too big.  Killing me.  Please.  Don’t.  Oh.  Stop it.  Don’t…. ugghh… stop it.”

“You heard the lady, don’t stop it,” Nemesis said, and everyone laughed.

Nemesis watched as Black Fox was brutally reamed out.  The big biker relished his victory over the hated super heroine, butt-fucking her hard and furious.  Soon her back arched and head lolled around as climax after climax ravaged her body and will-power.  Nemesis made sure the few paparazzi present got perfect angles to capture the heroine’s degrading debauchery.

“Looks like Black Fox has started a nice little resume of porn videos,” Nemesis cooed with pleasure.

“Mark my works, Nemesis… I will have my vengeance!” Black Fox cried, then climaxed.  “Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaggggggggggggggggggggghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!”

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Three weeks later, at another celebrity hangout…

“Hey, watch where you’re going…Ouch!” Megan cried, then shoved Scarlett hard.  She looked down at her brand new Louboutin felt pumps.  There was a long scar where Scarlett’s sharp heel had stepped on it and slid across.  “You ruined my new shoes, you clumsy bitch.”

Scarlett sneered.  “Hmmm, I’ll send my apologies to Christian Louboutin, but we both know it couldn’t have happened to a more deserving skank.”

Not thinking, Megan hauled off and clocked Scarlett.  Knocked the sexy blonde movie star on her shapely ass in the middle of the crowded dance floor.  Both girls were wearing Power Belts, so Scarlett just rubbed her jaw as her eyes narrowed viciously.

“You’ll be sorry for that!” Scarlett cried, jumping to her feet.

She took a wild swing at Megan’s face, which the other actress ducked under.  Then Megan punched the more respected actress in the belly, doubling her up, before kneeing Scarlett in the face.  Scarlett reached out as she fell backwards, grabbing Megan’s blouse and dragging her rival down atop herself.

The two sexy actresses’ catfight devolved into a screaming hair-pulling fest after that.  They rolled around on the floor, each trying to get atop the other to have the advantage.  That’s when Alyssa snuck up and quickly sprayed them both with an aphrodisiac. 

“Uuggghhhmmmm,” Megan said, slowing down.

“Ooooooohh,” Scarlett groaned.

They were face to face on the floor, on their sides with their bellies and tits pressed together and their long, shapely legs entangled.  Alyssa moved into a better position and aimed her video recorder.

“Mmmmmmmm,” the two super gorgeous actresses moaned as their glossy red lips met and sank into a deep, passionate kiss.

Everyone gasped and cried out with joy as celebrity titties came out of dresses and celebrity pussy was exposed.  The two actresses started fondling each other as they kissed, then slipped hands down between legs and started masturbating each other.

“Wahoo! Celebrity lesbian action,” a man cried.

Scarlett’s fingers soon proved the most talented, and Megan threw her head back and screamed her orgasm.  “Aaaaaaaaaaaaaiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiieeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!”

To repay that climax in kind, Megan started kissing her way down Scarlett’s throat, to her tits.  She spent a good ten minutes savoring those legendary mammaries, sucking on hard pink nipples, squeezing and caressing them lovingly.  Then she kissed her way down Scarlett’s silky smooth belly, all the way to that bikini-waxed blonde pussy.  Then, spreading bubblegum pink, sopping wet pussy lips, Megan thrust her mouth against that hot pussy and started lapping up the love juices with relish.  Once Scarlett’s twat was shiny with spit instead of girl cum, Megan dug her tongue in deeper, and alternated between tonguing her lover and sucking on that hard, sensitive clitoris.

“Aaaaaaaaaaaaaggggggggggggggggghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!” Scarlett cried, climaxing so hard her mind was wiped clean.  Her back arched and her delicate fingers sank deep into silky soft black hair, trying to keep Megan eating her out so wonderfully.  “Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiieeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!”

Two orgasms later, Megan swung around and sat on Scarlett’s face while continuing to eat her lovely lover out with relish.  Soon, both women were climaxing over and over.

Forty minutes passed by before Scarlett pushed Megan off, and crawled up between the beautiful actress’s long, shapely legs.  Then it was Scarlett’s turn to muff dive, and she quickly had Megan squirming, panting and writhing sensuously on the floor.

“Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaiiiiiiieeeeeeeeeeee! Oh yes! Aaaaaaaaaaiiiiiiiiiieeee!”

“There’s an ass and a mouth open for any comer,” Alyssa said.  Two Latinos moved first.  One knelt behind Scarlett and rammed his cock up her ass, while his friend fed Megan another hard cock.  “Yeah, boy.  That’s the ticket.”

Megan was totally lost in lust, and gobbled and gulped the Latino all the way down, and deep into her throat.  His sweaty, hairy ballsack smacked her across the nose and eyes with every deep, deep thrust.  She slurped and gulped, and generally performed every erotic trick she knew from that precarious position.  It was enough to force him to shoot a load of cum down her throat, while she was deep-throating him, within minutes.  A has-been TV star quickly took his place, while the Latino butt-fucking Scarlett started slapping her ass as he pumped her long and hard.  One stroke, slap her left ass cheek, next stroke slap the right.  He did that over and over, making her milky white butt cheeks scarlet.

“Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuggggggggggggggggggggggggghhhhhhhhh!” Scarlett cried, climaxing powerfully.  “Oh God, I think I am tamed! Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaiiiiiiiieeeeee!”

Then Megan pulled the blonde’s face back down to her pussy, and Scarlett began lapping and slurping away at that super hot, super sensitive cunt.  She redoubled her efforts, due to the fine ass-fucking she was receiving.  Soon Megan was squirming out of control under her mouth and tongue.

“Hhhhhhhhhhuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuugggggggggggggggggghhhhhhh!” Megan screamed around the hard cock jammed down her throat.  “Aaaaaaaagggggggghh!”

Someone produced a twenty-inch long double-headed dildo.  The two actresses were then forced to all fours, facing each other, and each had to swallow opposite ends of the dildo, deep-throating it.  Then men started fucking them doggie-style like that.  Alyssa giggled and squirmed with lusty delight as she filmed it all.  After a dozen men had reamed out their butts and cunts, the women were turned around, and the double dildo was rammed up their butts.

“Oh, my oh my oh my,” Scarlett groaned.

Megan and Scarlett were butt to butt, bouncing up and down their shared dildo, and their silky, firm asses were smacking sexily together as they fucked themselves in perfect rhythm.  Men stepped before them, and they each started sucking cock without any prompting.

“I love professional performers,” Alyssa muttered, zooming in on Megan’s mouth sliding up and down a long, thick black cock.  “They put on the best performances.” Then she moved over to their perfect asses smacking together, jiggling sexily with each hit.  She could hear the squish-squish sound of that repeated penetration in two butt holes.  “After tonight neither one of you will ever get another legitimate movie offer.  Welcome to the world of porn, girls.”

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The next night Red Fox was on the prowl.

“Vengeance will be mine,” she snarled.

At the moment, as Scarlett Johansson, she was living publicity Hell.  Her “performance” with Megan the previous night was all over the Internet, the tabloid press, and even the legitimate press.  She was being called the biggest celebrity slut in Hollywood.  Which totally stunned and horrified her.  Megan wasn’t taking anywhere near the heat she was, mainly because no one seemed surprised that Megan would do that.  Scarlett’s pearly white reputation and haughty nature had been her undoing.

“I’ll teach Megan to drag me down into the gutter she lives in.”

Before leaving the house, she’d called around and discovered that Megan had a commitment.  She was expected at a big party thrown by a rock band.  There would be lots of celebrities and lots of paparazzi.  She couldn’t bow out of that one.

So here Red Fox was, waiting outside of Megan’s home.  She couldn’t be seen kicking a celebrity’s butt.  It would further ruin her pristine reputation.  Well, formerly pristine.  She had a LOT of PR work to do if she wanted to clean up both Scarlett’s and Red Fox’s reputations.  So after she took care of Megan’s sweet round ass, she would go after Nemesis.  At least she knew where Megan lived.

“About time,” Red Fox muttered, seeing a limo pull up and Megan step out of her front door.  Red Fox smiled.  No date for Megan.  Who’d want to date such a slutty skank? Okay, most of the men in L.A. – but still, not the day after her public lesbo fest.  Even gigolos had some standards.  So she rushed out and snatched up the surprised actress.  “I’ll teach you to assault my friend Scarlett!”

“What? No, I didn’t… Ugh!”

Red Fox pounded fist after fist into Megan’s belly.  When Megan dropped to her knees, Red Fox proceeded to kick her into la-la land.  The chauffeur just gawked at her.  He wisely minded his own business.

%                   %                    %

Two nights later, Scarlett Johansson was riding in the back of a limo, heading for the premiere of her latest movie.  It was an angst-filled little indie film she was so passionate about.  If she didn’t get an Oscar nomination, at least, for that role, then there was a vast anti-Scarlett conspiracy due to Nemesis and Megan Fox dragging her down into the sexy pit gutter, and posting porn videos of her online.

“I’m going to kick Megan’s ass again tomorrow night,” she said, smirking as she remembered the fun she had kicking Megan’s butt in her own front yard.  The sexy raven-maned actress never made it to that very important party.  “But I really need to find Nemesis, and put her away after a sound butt-kicking.”

The limo suddenly skidded to a stop.  Scarlett wasn’t wearing a seatbelt, so was thrown to the floor.  She was on all fours when the passenger side door opened, and Black Fox thrust her head in.  Scarlett’s eyes went wide with fear.  There was no good reason that despised super heroine should stop her car.  Except…

“Hello, Scarlett.  I hear you sicced your friend Red Fox on my good friend Megan,” Black Fox said, blue eyes narrowing dangerously.  “Guess what? You’re about to receive a healthy dose of what you gave, babe.”

“No! You don’t understand.  Megan DESERVED what she got,” Scarlett cried.  She was wearing a million dollars in LOANED jewelry, and a $300,000.00 silk gown, also on loan.  If Black Fox trashed her, damaging the clothes and jewelry, SHE would have to pay for them.  “I’m sorry.”

“Too little too late,” Black Fox said, and yanked her out of the limo.

First thing, Black Fox ripped that slinky gown down to Scarlett’s narrow waist.  Her big tits flopped around as the sexy super heroine pounded her stomach, doubling her up.  Scarlett found herself on hands and knees in the mud, as a sprinkler hit her with icy cold water.  Black Fox grabbed her by her carefully coiffed hair, pulled back in a sexy bun with tendrils of blonde perfection hanging out artfully, and jerked her to her wobbly feet.

“Leave Megan alone, or I’ll be back,” Black Fox whispered in her ear, before flipping her over into the mud again.  A black thigh boot stomped on Scarlett’s head, forcing her face deep into the sticky mud.  Finally, the heroine pulled the dazed actress back to her feet, pulled the gown back up to almost cover her big white tits, and shoved her back into the limo.  Then she looked at the driver.  “Take her to the red carpet.  If you fail to drop her off, I’ll come get your ass, and give it to you five times as bad.”

He peeled out, eager to deliver Scarlett to her destination and get out of there in one piece.  Scarlett was in a bloody daze, sprawled out onto limo’s floor.  When the driver had pulled up to the red carpet, he jumped out, opened the door and pulled the sexy, messed-up actress out.  Then he hopped back into the limo and raced away.

Poor Scarlett stood there stunned, dazed and wobbly.  Her gown was ruined, but the jewelry had survived.  It would only cost her 300k, and her dignity.  Of course, the paparazzi cameras flashed as they jostled for position.

Scarlett’s humiliation was absolute and profound.

%                   %                    %

Alyssa sat at her kitchen table, sipping tea.  A freshly read copy of Variety lay on the table before her, with all the scandalous gossip about Scarlett Johansson.  Scarlett’s storied career was ruined.  She was a laughingstock.  Megan wasn’t much better, but she was never as respected, or as stuck-up.  Megan knew she was a hot piece of eye-candy, and knew how to work it.  Scarlett was the same, but was so snobbish she couldn’t acknowledge it publicly, even when feeding it with sexy clothes and photo ops.  Now there was no doubt who and what she was.

Both of them were now reduced to cock candy.

“Now to force them to become working porn actresses, and finish their careers off completely,” the sexy TV star said.  “And take out their super heroine BFFs, too.”

From the activities of the past two nights everyone knew that Black Fox was Megan’s good friend, and Red Fox was Scarlett’s good friend.  Good enough to get all mean and heavy on a celebrity, in fact.  And that played into Alyssa’s hands perfectly.

Alyssa was dressed up as Nemesis, except for the cowl and cape.  She put them on and left. Megan should be heading out for her morning Starbucks run shortly.

Megan lived just down the street from Alyssa’s house.  So Nemesis snuck in the back way, sat on Megan’s couch and waited for the sexy starlet with crossed legs.

Shortly she heard a key in the door, and Megan slipped in and headed for the kitchen.  That route went through the living room.  She froze, gape-mouthed, upon seeing Nemesis.

“Oh shit!” she cried, turned and ran.

Megan was not wearing her Power Belt.  It just didn’t go with the low rider jeans and crop top tee she had on.  She felt her vulnerability profoundly, which only aroused her libido.  Every one of her encounters with Nemesis had ended with her getting fucked stupid.  Unfortunately, Megan didn’t manage two steps before a bullwhip wrapped around her throat from behind.

“Come to momma, baby girl,” Nemesis purred prettily.

Megan fell to her knees and Nemesis stepped before her, holding up a Taser.  Megan’s big blue eyes widened, and she felt her pussy juices flowing, beginning to burn and tingle.

“I am so fucked.”

Nemesis smirked. “If you cooperate, and just submit to my will, it’ll go a lot easier on you, sweetie. Otherwise, I’ll zap you brainless…. er.. more brainless, and then invite gang-bangers to fuck you in all three orifices at once for the rest of the day and night.  Think about it, sweetie, and tell me you are my slavegirl.”

Megan gawked up at the villainess, shaking her head slowly.  It was worse than she’d figured.  Way worse.  Without her Power Belt around her waist, a day and night of three-way fucking would probably kill her before noon.  She had no choice but to submit.

Licking full lips, she nodded in utter misery, “I submit.  I-I-I am your slavegirl.”

“Wise decision, sweetie,” Nemesis purred, petting her head.

Alyssa led Megan back to her extensive closet.  She forced the actress to don red thigh boots, lacy red thongs, matching bustier and red satin opera gloves.  She had Megan fix her face and hair for the red carpet, very glamorous.  Then she had Megan put on her most expensive, elaborate diamond necklace, matching chandelier earrings, bracelets and rings.  She was completely bedazzling in all those diamonds and red satin.  Finally, Nemesis put a diamond dog collar around her slavegirl’s slender throat and attached a silver leash.

“Come, my kinky pet,” Nemesis purred.

Megan was forced to drive down to a sleazy part of town.  After parking in an alley, Nemesis led the saucy actress deeper in, until they came up a group of homeless men.

“Hello, boys.  How long as it been since you fucked a real live girl?” Nemesis said, and Megan groaned.  They just gawked at Megan.  “Have I got a super slutty girl for YOU.” She glanced over her shoulder at her prisoner.  “You know what to do, slave slut.”

Megan stepped forward, dropped her eyes submissively, and said, “Please, masters, a naughty slavegirl needs a sound fucking.  Will you sweet masters please show me what strong men can do to a pretty girl?”

While Nemesis held onto the very long leash, two homeless men pressed up to either side of Megan.  Their dirty hands immediately began exploring her incredibly shapely body.  Head rolled back, glossy red lips slightly parted and arms around their necks, Megan moaned and groaned helplessly.  One of the men was rubbing her pussy inexpertly, but effectively nonetheless.  He sent wave upon wave of heady pleasure radiating throughout her gorgeous body.  He had claimed a tit and nipple with his mouth, and was really enjoying himself.  The other homeless guy was roughly fondling her other tit, while sucking and nibbling her ear and neck.  Both men were also fondling her butt with their free hands.

In no time they had her back arched, and she was panting.  She didn’t fight the feelings, and allowed her body to react as it normally would.  And it was reacting fast and profoundly.

“Aaaaaaaaaaaagggggggggggggggggghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!” she cried.  “OH GOD…aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaggggggggggggggggggggghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!”

Then a big, fat black guy came up, and grabbed her above both knees.  Her mile-long legs were spread wide as he lifted them off the ground.  Megan’s eyes popped open when his long, thick shaft penetrated her aching pussy.

“OOooooooooooooooo….. aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiieeeeeeeeee!” she cried.  “Oh, so big…. Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaagggggggggggggggghhhhhhhhh! I can’t stop…. aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaagggggggggggghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!”

Nemesis laughed as she glanced up at the cameramen filming everything.  It was going down perfectly.

“Uuuggghhh!” Megan grunted when he pulled out of her pussy and rammed his thick shaft up her butt.  Her eyes were huge as she screamed.  “Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaiiiiiiieee! Oh….  My…..  Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiieeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!”

Nemesis saw it in her eyes and face.  Megan was tamed.  She no longer even considered escape.  All she wanted to do was fuck.  Soon word spread, and horny homeless men were hurrying over to get their shot at super fine and foxy Megan Fox.

The wicked villainess supervised Megan’s sex-o-rama fuck fest all day, moving her helpless boy toy slavegirl around to different groups of homeless men as the current group became exhausted.  Homeless men didn’t get much sex, so tired quickly and were easily sated.

It was full night, and Megan was still going strong.  Nemesis had to leave for another appointment.  But she was quite surprised Megan had such staying power on her back and knees.  Talk about a sex fiend machine.

“Megan,” Nemesis whispered into her ear as Megan sucked off an ancient homeless man while another reamed out her shapely ass.  Megan’s big blue eyes cut up to Nemesis.  “You will deliver one million dollars to me at midnight Saturday or I will release all of the sexy video footage my boys are recording as we speak.  I’ll call you with the details tomorrow evening.  Ciao, baby.”

The beautiful brunette just closed her eyes and continued her enthusiastic slurping blow job.  Nemesis laughed, and walked away.  Debasing Megan took just a bit longer than she’d expected.  She’d have to hurry to catch Scarlett.

Good thing she’d left when she did.  Scarlett was just leaving for a totally fab A-lister-only party in Beverly Hills.  The super sexy screen siren was already perfectly sexed up for the party, making Nemesis smile.  She wouldn’t have to change much.

Scarlett was going to a Pussycat Dolls party, so she was dressed like a sexy Pussycat Doll: black leather corset, pleated leather miniskirt, black fishnet stockings with the garter belt showing under the too short skirt, and lace up knee boots with sky-high stilettos.  She also wore lacy black gloves, lots of silver and gold bangles, huge silver hoop earrings and a diamond studded dog collar that said “SLUT” on it.

“I couldn’t have done a better job myself,” Nemesis said, startling the sexy movie star as she reached for her car door.

“Yikes!” Scarlett cried, jumping back with hand at throat.  “What are you doing here?”

“Snatching you up, sweetie,” Nemesis said, and reached over and zapped the beautiful blonde with the Taser.  Scarlett squeaked pitifully, and collapsed.  Nemesis was ready, and caught her before she fell to the ground, tossing the limp actress over her shoulder.  “Oops, was that really necessary of me? No, but I so wanted to zap someone.  Hee hee.”

She dumped Scarlett into the passenger side of her car, then took the time to handcuff her wrists behind her back, and shackled her legs with a two-foot length of chain.  Then she drove down to Sunset.  It was easy finding a group of rowdy, drunken men walking down the street.

“Life is good,” Nemesis said, smirking at her just-recovering prisoner.  “Well, for some of us.”

“Oh, where am I?”

“Sitting at the corner of Fucked and Debauched,” Nemesis said.  She drove past the group of drunken men, and parked a block up.  “Listen up, sweetie.  I got you.  I’ll zap you into la-la land over and over, until your pretty little brain is completely fried.  Of course, few would notice a difference with you, I’m sure.  But you might.  So I expect you to cooperate fully, or pay the price.  What’s it going to be, sweetie? Pleasure or pain?”

“I don’t understand.”

“Eee-gads, did someone beat me to the punch and fry your brains already?” Nemesis said, and laughed.  “Duh.  Okay, I’ll explain and speak slowly.  You are my prisoner.  I am evil.  In fact, I revel in my wickedness.  SO… I’m going to lead you around on a leash and let nasty boys fuck your oh-so-sweet and shapely body.  Fuck it long and hard, baby.  You will cooperate, and give them all they want and then some.  Otherwise I will zap you so long and hard, you will fuck them as a brainless bimbo and I’ll still get my way.  So, do you want to cooperate and get fucked hard, or do you want me to totally destroy your meager mental powers before letting a horny group of morons fuck you into the dirt?”

Jaw dropping, Scarlett just gawked at Nemesis.  Nemesis rather liked the look.  Those full, glossy red lips looked like they were eager for a hot cock to suck.  For the first time the sexy villainess wished she were a guy, so she could enjoy a hot BJ from Scarlett’s legendary full lips.

“I see you’re too stupid to make that decision,” Nemesis said.  “So I’ll make it for you.  It’s zapping time!”

She started to thrust the Taser into Scarlett’s side, but the sexy, shapely actress screamed, “I’ll do it! Anything you want!”

“Damn.  I so wanted to zap you again,” Nemesis said, scowling at Scarlett.  “Whatever, I’ll have my fun another way.  Here come your first batch of loverboys, pucker up, bitch.”

Nemesis got out and walked around to the passenger side door.  The drunken men started hooting and hollering, seeing the sexy, wickedly-attired babe strutting before them.  She pulled Scarlett out and grinned at the horny drunkards.

“Ready to have some fun, boys?”

“Hell yeah,” one said, striking up.  Nemesis thrust Scarlett at him, since he was heading for the sexy villainess in purple.  “Oh, you look like Scarlett Johnhanson.”

“Too funny.  Johnhanson.  Ha! How famous are you, Scarlett?”

Scarlett just scowled at them.  So Nemesis kicked the back of her knees, forcing the statuesque movie star to her knees.  Then the vile villainess pulled off her pleated leather skirt and black thong panties.

“Pull them out, boys.  Scarlett, open wide,” Nemesis said.

Disgusted but helpless, Scarlett obeyed.  As the drunk’s nasty cock penetrated past her glossy red lips, and she started to suck and bob up and down that cock, the secret super heroine vowed bloody vengeance. 

“Mmmmm,” Scarlett groaned, enjoying it more than she wanted.  Her body was all tingly, and her pussy was burning with need.  She felt pussy juices starting to drip from her swollen nether lips, even dripping down her left inner thigh.  Then Nemesis bent over and thrust a finger up her anus.  “Uuuggghhhh!”

The villainess smirked. “Scarlett just looooooves it when big strong men fuck her up the ass.  Who wants to be first to butt fuck the sexy starlet?”

Starlet? Scarlett thought.  She was a bona fide MOVIE star, not some skanky starlet wannabe.  But she forgot that slight when a man dropped down behind her and pushed his hard cock up between her silken butt cheeks.

“Hhhhhhhhhmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmgggggggggggggghhhhhhhhh!” Scarlett groaned, still sucking with some enthusiasm, as that cock penetrated and slipped deeper and deeper into her shapely body.

Nemesis watched the handcuffed and shackled move star taking it on both ends, and looking like she was already enjoying it.  Even Megan didn’t get into the fucking that fast.  Just proved the bigger a star you were, the bigger whore you were.

The sexy villainess looked around, spotting the specially equipped vans and cameramen atop nearby buildings.  She’d planned everything to the Nth degree.  So she smiled, and settled in for a long night of fun.  Then she leaned in close, voice dropping to a whisper before the blonde became so tamed she didn’t know what was going on anymore.

“Just so you know, this is all being filmed in high definition, sweetie,” Nemesis purred into Scarlett’s ear.  “Saturday night you will deliver one million dollars to me, or I’ll release all the videos made tonight and utterly ruin your career.”

Scarlett groaned miserably, but never stopped sucking.  That was all the answer Nemesis needed.  Everything was going as planned.  Perfect.

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Saturday night…

Black Fox eased through the night shadows.  Her blue eyes narrowed upon spying a dark figure in the shadows.  Was it Nemesis? Or did that vile villainess now have thugs working for her?

The super sexy super heroine paused to roundly, but silently, curse Nemesis.  It was bad enough having that skanky Red Fox as a rival, spoiling her glory and dragging her down into the gutter, but Nemesis had upped the ante by a power of ten.  That shapely, purple-loving bitch had really made her look bad, while fucking her stupid over and over.

Nemesis was ruining her street cred.

“Oh, it’s you,” Red Fox said, stepping out of the deepest shadows to reveal herself.  “What are you doing here?”

“None of your business, Red Skank.”

Red Fox narrowed her eyes, snarling.  Black Fox dropped into a defensive stance, ready to kick crimson butt.

“I’m through fighting you, Black Slut,” Red Fox said.  “I’ve got bigger fish to fry.  Go home and watch one of the pornos you’ve made.  The big girls are playing tonight.”

“No, you go home and wax your tits,” Black Fox sneered.  “I’m taking out Nemesis tonight.  She’s fucked with me and my friends for the last time.”

“Wax my….  ugh, skank,” Red Fox said, then looked pointedly at Black Fox’s chest.  “At least I HAVE tits.”

Black Fox scowled. “What? There’s nothing wrong with my tits, you fat cow.”

“Cow? How dare you!”

Neither super heroine suspected a camera and microphone were right above them, capturing it all.  Nemesis watched from the safety of the warehouse office, just twenty feet away and two stories up.

“Work it for me, girls,” Nemesis purred prettily.  Her big brown eyes sparkled as the two sexy super heroines screamed and charged each other.  “I love super heroines with ADD, and attitudes.”

Down in the dark alley, Red Fox rushed Black Fox.  She sooo wanted to pound raven-maned beauty into the ground, but when she took a swing, Black Fox caught her arm, and flipped her over a well-rounded hip.  Red Fox landed on her ass at Black Fox’s booted feet.  But, thinking fast, she kicked her red-booted leg around and swept her rival’s feet away.

Red Fox leapt atop Black Fox, and they grappled a long while, rolling back and forth, one on top a short time, then the other on top.  Neither could get the advantage.  Not until Black Fox changed tactics and yanked down Red Fox’s top.

“Nice tits, Crimson Cunt,” Black Fox sneered, then grabbed the milky white globes.  Red Fox gasped, then screamed when her rival savagely twisted her super sensitive nipples.  Twisted and refused to let go.  “Singing a different tune now, heh?”

Black Fox rose to her feet, never letting up on Red Fox’s nipples.  Then she finally let go, and promptly kicked the sexy blonde super heroine in the face.  Hard.  Her red-clad rival lay spread eagle, moaning and groaning, writhing in pain before her.  So she viciously kicked Red Fox in the cunt, then removed her top, bottoms and Power Belt, to stuff into a nearby trash can.

“Time for Red Fox to retire.  And that is your last warning,” Black Fox said.

“I’m going to retire YOUR fat ass,” Red Fox snarled, and tackled the other sexy super heroine.  She hammered her knee into Black Fox’s cunt, over and over, as she ripped off that black leather bustier top.

But Black Fox still had her Power Belt, so could take more punishment and keep kicking.  So when Red Fox reached around to get her Power Belt, Black Fox head-butted the blonde.

“Ugh!”

Black Fox snatched up a fistful of soft blonde hair and jerked Red Fox’s head painfully back.  A karate chop to the throat left her rival writhing before her on the ground.

“That’s better,” Black Fox smirked.  “Now to put an end once and for all to your super heroine career.”

Black Fox reached down and pulled off Red Fox’s mask.

“Oh my God, Scarlett?”

“You bitch! How dare you unmask me!” Scarlett cried, and reached up and yanked off Black Fox’s mask.  “Megan?”

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Meanwhile up in the office…

“Yes.  Guaranteed,” Nemesis said into the phone as she watched Megan and Scarlett catfighting.  “I can deliver Megan Fox and Scarlett Johansson to you, and they will be more than eager to do porno movies.  Anything goes porno.”

Nemesis finished working out her deal, then reached over and pressed a button.  Through the speakers, she heard the hissing of the hidden containers of sleeping gas.  The battling super babes didn’t hear it, to their eternal despair.  After a moment their fight slowed, then they fell to their knees, scowling at each other.  Even in the end, each stupidly only had eyes for her rival.  Finally, still grabbling pathetically, they collapsed in a heap.  Unconscious.

The sexy super villainess pressed another button, and large fans came out of hidden recesses and started up.  In less than a minute all the sleepy gas was blown away.  So she picked up the laptop the fight was recorded to, and headed downstairs. 

Nemesis got into her van, and drove around to the sleeping beauties.  She loaded them and their costumes into the van, recovering Red Fox’s costume and Power Belt from the trash.  She’d keep those belts as spares.

“Where am I?” Megan groaned first.

“Stop shouting, bitch,” Scarlett groaned.

“I didn’t know that sleep gas would cause hangovers,” Nemesis said.  “Cool.  I like it even better now.  Okay, my sweeties.  Listen up.”

“Why should we listen to you?” Megan demanded.

“Yeah, why?” Scarlett echoed.

“Because you unmasked each other on camera for me.  I can release that video, and all of your enemies will came after you.  You’ll both be dead before noon,” Nemesis said, grinning at their horrified faces and gasps.  “Forgot you unmasked each other, didn’t you?  You’re so stupid.”

“Okay, I’ll give you the million dollars,” Megan said miserably, struggling futilely in an effort to break free of the handcuffs.

“Million? Oh no,” Nemesis said.  “You two will give me ALL of your money.”

That made both actresses-turned-super heroines scream in outrage.

“But we’ll be broke!” Scarlett cried.

“And alive,” Nemesis said, silencing them both.  “But don’t worry, I’ve already arranged for you both to star in new movies.  They start filming first thing in the morning.”

“Movies? Really?” Scarlett said suspiciously.

“Well, you’d call them porno movies, but they are still movies,” Nemesis said, and laughed.  “And you have no choice.  You will make pornos, and a lot of them.  In fact, your legitimate acting careers are over.  You two will be super stars in porn.”

“Noooooo!” they cried, because they knew they really didn’t have a choice.

 

THE END