Injustice 3: The Empress and the Alpha Women

By Redhood 316

(Writer’s note: How do you guys feel about this one? Let me know, as the next one might just be the very last! Enjoy! Oh, and as always, if you can find any references to any other Mr.X works, feel free to email me and point them out to me! Alpha Woman can be found in Mr. X’s Our Story Thus Far page. Eventually I’d totally love to make a TVTropes page on this. Anyways, on with the story!)

“Let’s skip to the good part, shall we?” said Brenda Wade as she snapped the spaghetti strings running down the front of Alpha Woman’s costume. Up straight, her arms above her head with her cuffs pulling her skyward, Alpha Woman was helpless, unable to control how she floated with the magnetic frequency of the room keeping her cuffs suspended.

Alpha Woman spat in Brenda’s face. “You’re a disgrace, Brenda. You think you can control everyone’s freedom? You’re a monster who has subjected this city to your…” she began. Meanwhile, Brenda grabbed her Ms. Americana bottoms off the table, wiped off the spit, and shoved it into Alpha Woman’s mouth, tying the straps around her head.

Alpha Woman screamed furiously. She was the city’s best super heroine, and yet here she was, bound and gagged by a second rate reject’s underwear. It wasn’t fair. She had suffered a defeat or two, sure. In those cases, the villain or villainess did what they wanted with her body, and then she got her revenge when they least expected it. It’s what made her better than Americana: she never gave up.

Yet, somewhere in her body something was betraying her. At first she thought it was friction from her struggling in the air uselessly, but she quickly realized that she was actually heating up in her loins. Horrified, she struggled more, only to find herself getting wetter and wetter like some kind of faucet was turned on that she was unable to control. Inside her, being bound was slowly warming up her body for a quick submission without breaking her will.

Brenda smiled at the display. Who was she to preach to Brenda Wade about justice? This arrogant…”shapely” Brenda thought as she ran her hand up Alpha Woman’s leg, wannabe. She snapped off the lower half of Alpha Woman’s costume completely, then gave her a few smacks across the face to get her attention. She then began licking the cum from Alpha Woman’s underwear.

The sight of this put Alpha Woman’s body into a complete heat frenzy. Cum began to trickle down her leg. Her mind was ready to enter it’s submissive phase, ready to accept whatever punishment Brenda was ready to dish out. Before it could, however, Brenda backhanded her with a careful shot as not to damage her actual face, then slapped both her hands on Alpha Woman’s breasts so as to leave her hand prints before groping them for a few seconds.

The agony left Alpha Woman in shock. Her brain was unable to shut down from the pain sensations, which were completely unexpected. The moment’s fall, which stuck her wrists to the floor, only served to wake her up further.

As she looked up while recovering, Alpha Woman saw in front of her a long, muscular set of legs leading to the pussy of Brenda Wade completely naked. “Lick.” she commanded, pulling the costume from Alpha Woman’s mouth. “No!” Alpha Woman barked back proudly. This got her a swift backhand to the face. Brenda smiled, examining her work as a tear went down Alpha Woman’s face. she walked around Alpha Woman’s body, and began to sit down next to her legs.

“Let me explain something to you: I know about you better than you know you” Brenda began as she began to grope Alpha Woman’s buttocks and caress her inner thighs like she owned this body for herself as she continued her explanation. “You’re not a real hero. You’re not even a real person. You’re factory made alongside your precious daughter” she said smiling and inching her caress slowly towards Alpha Woman’s unprotected slit.

“You’re lying! You have no way of knowing this!” Alpha Woman screamed. Brenda ignored her and continued. “Everything you have has been drawn from me or another heroine. What you are is in MY DNA. The only thing is, your mind automatically shuts down the upper brain when you enter a super villain sex situation so that your will is never broken. So I need to keep your brain awake until you accept the truth and your will is broken. Then you’ll serve me no matter if you’re on or off” Brenda’s fingers began to rub Alpha Woman’s slit. “And I’m going to love breaking the switch between them.”

“YOU.CAN’T.KNOW.THAT.” Alpha woman cried as her brain struggled to reject the revelation and shut down. The stimulation in this case was not making it easy. Normally her brain was firmly off before she reached this stage, and she could feel herself consciously bucking to the light circles Brenda was tracing around her clit.

“Regardless” Brenda began. “I can’t have you turning off on me, so here’s what we’re going to do” she said as she hit a button on a remote next to her. In front of Alpha Woman was her daughter, spread eagle, naked and gagged with chloroform, and above her a self-drilling dildo hanging right above her on a string, on high.

“If your brain turns off on me, I press this button and break the girl’s virgin pride with the self-drilling dildo” Brenda said with a confident smirk. Alpha Woman’s shoulders seemed to slump. There was no way to get out of this predicament. She had to solely endure now. Endure and wait for her opening.

Brenda lifted Alpha Woman’s hind quarters into the air and laid under her in a 69 position. She smiled, saying “Now I’m going to show you that I own your genes. And with that, I own you.” she said forcefully. The first thing she did was reach up with her powerful thighs, and grab Alpha Woman’s head. “Lick.” she commanded. Alpha Woman did just that, licking halfheartedly, but instinctively knowing the best ways to trace her tongue along Brenda’s slit.

Brenda moaned softly, but continued determined. “Now here’s where it gets tricky. I’m going to do something to you that you don’t understand, but when it happens you will have always wanted it and need more” she said smiling.

Without a second thought, Brenda began lifting her head and tongueing Alpha Woman’s asshole, pink and clean, while jackhammering her pussy with two fingers on her right hand and fingering her clit with the other. Instantly, Alpha Woman felt the heat inside her nearly explode. She had never felt this way before. She needed more. Quickly.

Like stomping on an accelerator, Alpha Woman licked with a desperate fury that she didn’t even fully understand. Her pussy gushed and trickled down Brenda’s hands, and she audibly moaned into Brenda’s slit. She didn’t even try to stop for air, she needed more. She dug in and moved her head into different angles, completely devoted to pleasuring Brenda in any way she could.

For Brenda’s own part, this only served to motivate her even more. She rubbed harder and harder. It wouldn’t be long. Alpha Woman had never even experienced an orgasm in her conscious mind, never mind the flood of orgasm she would get from this. She even managed to trace “Property of Brenda Wade” in letters across Alpha Woman’s clit before Brenda pinched her clit between her thumb and pointer finger, the stimulus of which was quickly becoming too much.

“AHHHHH I’M TAAAAAAAMED!” Alpha Woman screamed as her body violently convulsed and she squirted her cum into Brenda’s face. Brenda smiled and climbed out quickly, close to orgasm herself. “You are me. That is my sexual weakness. No other woman on this earth has that, it’s impossible” she said grabbing Alpha Woman’s face and staring into her eyes. “Do you understand now?” she said. “Yes. I am you and yours forever” Alpha Woman said broken and almost robotically in a pleasure filled stupor.

“Good” Brenda smiled as she stood up. “Now Lick.” she said pointing at her pussy, burning and aching for her own release. Alpha Woman began to work her mouth as well as Ms. Americana’s legendary tongue. Brenda could feel the raw justice of claiming back what was her’s coming to light. It was enough to drive her up a wall. Just a few more seconds and it would be time for her own sexual release.

“Brenda, WHAT’S GOING ON?” screamed Lydia as she dropped down her bags.

Lydia, Brenda’s young ward, had been away at college for her first semester. It had been quite a while since she had come home, spending weekends away with her new sorority. Brenda’s rise should have been big enough news to attract Lydia home already, but the truth is that Lydia deliberately avoided anything from her surrogate mother like any college student. A little harder to do when she’s one of the most powerful women in the country, but not when you’re a pledge in a dim basement, bent over a sawhorse.

Lydia was wearing a a shirt 4x too big for her with the letters AET across the front and daisy duke cut off jeans. Her blonde hair in pig tails and wearing no shoes, Lydia’s breasts now were only a few sized below Brenda’s, and her figure was a little out of shape. Her breasts were now so big that the shirt seemed to be a gown that flowed from her breasts down, hiding her much fuller ass and slightly thicker thighs. Beside her lay her laundry bag and her backpack.

“Oh. You came home to do some laundry.” Brenda said nonchalantly as she grabbed Alpha woman by the hair and flung her across the room. She approached Lydia ready to give her a hug, but Lydia wasn’t buying it. In her eyes was a burning rage. Brenda started pulling explanations from the sky. “I found out Alpha Woman’s origins, and I’m going to crush Professor Pervo after I…” but Lydia slapped her mid-sentence.

“This is not how we do this, Brenda! What I just saw is a perversion of power! We’re not above the law! That’s why we’re needed: for threats to justice too great for the average man.” Lydia sparked up, screaming in Brenda’s face. She turned around, walking around trying to make sense of all that was going on.

“But what if WE decided what justice was? We’re not the average man, and for once it’s time to act like it! We don’t have to let anyone else get hurt anymore because of the scum of the earth because we’re powerful enough to control it, and we just have always chose not to. These people can be more, Lydia. They can be greater than just a city protected by Ms. Americana, they can be a shining example of peace and justice, and all they have to do is define justice as MY WILL.” said Brenda making an impassioned plea.

Lydia now saw how far she had fallen. It was time for her to put Ms. Americana to rest. She grabbed the one thing that could stop her now, the scale of justice. A two ended dildofilled with mind control nanites, they could shut down any metahuman’s brain by overloading their brain with lust through the obedience of whomever controlled them by voice.

They had agreed that when the time came, Lydia would challenge Brenda for control as the new generation to become the new Ms. Americana. She held it up to Brenda’s face, dead serious, and without a word, pushed Brenda down onto the floor and began kneading her breasts with her hand as she kneeled beside her. She then quickly pulled off her shorts and underwear and inserted her end into herself and climbed up before inserting the other end into Brenda, which went in very easily since Brenda was already still so horny and close to release.

Still, Lydia’s libido wasn’t something to be laughed at. Her sorority teased her and fondled her often as part of her pledges, and her lack of sexual release meant that she needed this battle to be over quickly. With her power belt already on under her oversized shirt, she began to use her super strength to pound away at their pussies simultaneously, and with her other hand tickled lightly away at Brenda’s poking out clit covered in juices. Lydia felt Brenda’s cum almost splashing out of her pussy already at this quick stimulation. Her horniness prevented her from even fighting back, Lydia realized. It was time to put the old bitch down and become the Alpha female of the city.

Brenda’s moans grew louder, screaming “YES! LYDIA, SMALLER CIRCLES! THAT’S IT!” as she grew nearer and nearer to orgasm. Cum from Lydia’s own pussy was beginning to trickle down the dildo, down her hand holding it and pounding away and then a few hot drops onto Brenda’s clit. It seemed to only hit the accelerate button on Brenda. As she began to scream for even more, Lydia began to lick, fondle and suck on her nipples as they did in college. This new technique was enough to finally finish off the Empress’s orgasm.

“FUCK! I’M CUMMING! I’M CUMMING I’M CUMMING I’M C-OH MY GOD!” Brenda screamed as her pussy tightened up and exploded. Audibly and loud, the dildo made a the whirring sound of the door opening to release the nanites. They would be flooding Brenda’s pussy, and immediately she would be under Lydia’s control, to forget she was ever Miss AMericana and publicly hand over Wade Enterprises to her.

As she climbed off the dildo, she wiped the sweat off her brow, and fell backwards, horny as hell but relieved. She wondered what she, a gender studies major in her first semester, was going to do with a multi-trillion dollar corporation. How did people in gender studies even make money? Regardless, looking over at Brenda, breathed heavily, shocked at how fall her mentor could have fallen. “It’s over…” she reassured herself. Very quickly, Brenda’s mind would be rebooting itself and she wouldn’t be that person anymore. She’d come out with a completely changed tune.

Brenda started whistling the Star Spangled Banner’s melody. Break time was over, now the real fun began. “Get her!” she yelled, and Alpha Woman grabbed Lydia in a full nelson. Brenda smiled, standing up and pulling the dildo from her pussy. She grabbed Lydia by the collar, kissed her passionately on the lips, and then ripped her shirt off. Lydia was now completely naked besides her power belt.

“Did you think I was going to let you get away with that?” she said while grabbing her belt and holding it to her face. Lydia opened her mouth to form words, but was quickly cut off by another kiss and a fondle this time by Brenda. “Cheating is NOT the path of the just, Lydia” she said as she grabbed Lydia’s panties from her shorts and put them in her mouth.

She then had Alpha Woman handcuff Lydia’s hands behind her. From this position, Brenda bent Lydia over her desk and reinserted the dildo into her. Lydia was already wet from the situation, but the fact that this kind of predicament had been a part of her pledges didn’t help. In fact it turned her on even more.

“Thanks for the orgasm Lydia, but I emptied the nanites out of my side a long time ago. I figured there would be a time when I’d step down on my own.” Brenda gloated. She then began to start dildo fucking Lydia’s pussy to a quick crescendo of moans.

“But now I see there just isn’t a place for someone who won’t follow MY justice” she said as she wound up with Lydia’s own power belt in the other hand and whipped her across both ass cheeks. The attack made Lydia jump forward, running her breasts against the desk, the finish of it sticking on her nipples and making them feel so good as they rubbed against it. The situation only served to remind Lydia further of her pledges, and now she was as wet as Brenda was at the beginning.

Brenda continued to alternate her thrusts with her whacks, slowly getting closer and closer to orgasm. As close as she got though, Lydia was holding out. She had been trained well, and now was finally able to starve off her orgasm by concentrating on her one area that wasn’t getting pleasured. Sensing this, Brenda once again started whistling the Star Spangled Banner to the rhythm of her fucking. Instantly, Alpha woman ran over, and like a hungry, mindless slave began licking Lydia’s pussy like only Brenda had ever done to her in her sexual training. It was too much.

“GREAT LIBERTY NO!” she screamed like she had whenever she was beaten by Brenda. She was so strong now, and yet as hard as she could she couldn’t stop what was coming. “BRENDA! BRENDA I’M GONNA CUM! FUUUUUCK MEEEEEEEE” she finally admitted as she released, squirting right into Alpha Woman’s face, covering it in cum.

Brenda threw Lydia onto her back and let the nanites flood her body. It was the end of Lydia, and taking a quick lick of Lydia’s nectar over her clit as she shuddered her last free shudder, she couldn’t help but admire her work. There was no place for someone who didn’t follow her absolute justice. America bowed before her and accepted the freedom that only she could give.

In an old unused subway station, Jungle Babe and the Vegan Magician conversed. “The most hated man in the underground and the only superheroine left against this new order. Some insurgency, eh?” the Vegan Magician quipped. “Let’s just get this over with. My very way of life can’t bend to Wade’s “Big Business” and “Progress” anymore.” she said disgusted at her situation. With their magics combined, formed a portal and sent it at the ceiling. Down fell a young, shapely woman covered in stars and stripes attire. “You know, I have a good feeling about this. I played a video game where they did this and they won. Or was it a comic…?” said Jungle Babe. The Vegan Magician looked at her shocked. “Excuse me? You two, in the dark. Where am I?” asked Ms. Americana.