Injustice:The Long Game

By Red Hood 316

WRITER’S NOTE: Here we are once again. Sorry to keep you all waiting. Packed to the gills with references to old Mr.X works once again, here’s another installment of Injustice. By the way, can you find all the references? Shoot me an email at redhood316@gmail.com. I’d love to see what you guys can find. Oh and there’s a fair bit of foreshadowing here too. Keep your eyes peeled.

Brenda Wade stood up, shaking the hand of the Ayatollah. The deal she had just brokered pulled together the rest of Delta City's criminal element under Wade Industries control by buying up all their contracts. Professor Pervo and The Geek now were just as under her control as Sara Kraft and Thorny Rose. Under her skirt, Brenda Wade's panties clung to her loins, soaked in her own cum. What she had just done made her the most powerful woman in the criminal underground, and she was already the most powerful business woman in the city. As her panties soaked more from the power she now weld, she could feel the flames of liberty burn inside her loins. Barely under control of herself, she felt her panties begin to press against her pussy and clit, vibrating the folds and around her clit. She gripped the table with all her strength holding back an orgasm.Not yet, she told herself. Later she would have to teach Rose to be her special girl this time, to convert those in the streets to the cause of liberty.

But in the mean time she had other business to attend to. As the Ayatollah sat across the table, mouth agape at the scene before him, Brenda's gaze fixed upon him like an artist looking at a flaw in their work. This horny pig had no business here, gazing upon an empress like that. In one quick move she pulled out her Louisville Slugger taped to the bottom of the table and hit him across the face so hard his neck broke. She then took the time to smash the dead man's testicles to bits before she called in a clean up crew. Ooops, she thought, look what a mess that the Vegan Magician had made. He would have to leave the city quick. A fair warning was in order, she felt.

Esha woke up in a dark room under a spotlight. Getting her wits about her as she stood up, she was strangely shocked to find herself dressed as Esha. As she gathered her wits, she remembered entering the modeling offices to talk to her agent about the new management, and certainly didn't remember how she got here, much less dressed up as Esha. Especially since her Esha costume was locked away safe at home.

As she shook away more of the cobwebs, and her vision cleared further, her eyes fixated upon the only other thing she could see in the room:another spotlight where an Asian woman in a short kimono lay. As she rubbed her eyes and stumbled closer, her brain finally made the connection, almost causing Esha to lose her newfound balance, and take a fall backwards from the revelation. There she was, the Dragon Queen, and she was waking up.

"Good morning ladies. I know you must have had a terrible rest, but no need to fear:I've kept a close eye to make sure no one took advantage of your situation." said the familiar taunting voice of Brenda Wade. As Dragon Queen woke up and got to her feet, Esha gave her a signal as if to say "Stay the hell away from me. After all, Esha felt like Dragon Queen was on a whole other level of villain, and even being in the same room made her skin crawl.

"Ladies, all around you is an elaborate maze that stretches the entire length of Delta City." As she said that, hundreds of ceiling lights went on, illuminating an underground maze as far as the eye could see. Brenda continued "This is my newest reform system, designed to save your poor lost and repressed souls. Only with the clarity of a clear mind devoted to liberty could someone hope to navigate this maze. "

"Wade?!? Brenda Wade? What kind of whorish game are you playing? Let me go! I'm not some pathetic cow you can play games with! I have an Empire to run, and that's much more important than even your life." Dragon Queen screamed with ferocity.

" I know. I bought if from you through your partners. And your modelling agency from you, Esha." said Brenda. The look on Esha and Dragon Queen's faces turned to horror at the realization: Brenda Wade owned crime. She COULD do this to them. The thought was actually slightly arousing to Esha.

"The game is simple: I am somewhere in this maze, ready to hunt you down like the animals you are and give you the punishment you deserve. However, should you escape, you are not only free to go but I will give you back your asset. The catch is that only one of you can escape. And not that it should matter, but I wouldn't recommend teaming up. You know of each other well enough."

Before that last sentence could even ring out, Esha charged Dragon Queen. Pulling off her top, Esha clotheslined her to the ground and quickly tied her hands up tight with her top. Smiling at her work, Esha took one of her gloved hands and reached into Dragon Queen's undergarments. "Gushing wet. You're such a disgusting whore when you're not so high and mighty." Esha said, taking off the glove and smacking Dragon Queen with it before charging her way out of the maze.

Darting left and right through the maze, Esha knew she was at an advantage. Breaking into buildings and remembering the layout was the key to any heist, and already she was drawing a mental map in her head. All she needed to do was concentrate and she'd be out of this maze immediately.

"Oh, and one more thing: I'm going to start flooding the maze with Nirvana gas soon. I hope you can get out before it stops you." said Brenda Wade over the loudspeaker. Esha let out a frustrated scream and flipped off she closest loudspeaker as she ran, looking up for only a second. And from around the corner came an all american Louisville Slugger into Esha. She was knocked out almost immediately.

Esha woke up in full shackles: ankles wrists and neck, bent over. In front of her was a figure casting the shadow of a naked woman wearing only a power belt, her eyes at pussy level but quickly going up until she saw the familiar mask of Ms. Americana. In her left hand was a series of rubber noodles attached to tubes on one end, and a rubber hand pump on the other. She attempted to scream an obscenity, but all that came out was an empty, wordless cry through a ring gag.

"Shh shh shh" hushed Ms. Americana.  she attached the tubes to Esha's clit and nipples, them clamping on in such away that she felt airtight suction. She spoke again. "So sorry, Esha, but it looks like it's time to bring you to justice for all the evils you've committed against my city. And me. Oh and before I forget, I can't leave this last hole unattended." she said. She then placed a nice, already vibrating plug into Esha's anus.

Then Ms. Americana began pumping. Instantly the suction on her nipples and clit was incredible. The stimulation between that and her but made her writhe and struggle against the shackles. The struggle turned her on even more, much as Esha wouldn't like to admit. Her concentration was non existent pretty quickly, but somewhere in the back of her mind, she staved off her orgasm. Just one in a situation like this could break her.

Ms. America seemed to be purring then as she walked forward and put her pussy down into Esha's face. The taste was incredible. Addicting, even. But she couldn't allow herself to give into this or the pleasure. Esha's mind screamed thoughts out to her:not to give up, to stop thinking about the pleasure, to stop thinking about how good it felt to taste Ms. Americana, and especially not how she had a very sexy tan for some reason. And then a real cock entered her mouth through the gag that she licked just as forcefully.

Ms. Americana quickly pulled out her cock from Esha's mouth, catching herself purring so loudly it  was almost deafening. Her mouth was magic, and it would only be so good to... and then her mind shocked her. This domination was in the name of the Empress. That was what gave her pleasure. Thinking about the Empress and the pleasure of serving her made her throbbing member pulsate with excitement. Esha could almost feel it twitching as Ms. Americana pressed the tip against her slit.

The cock plunged in, and Esha faces a new level of stimulation. As the rhythm intensified, it was all that Esha could stand as her assailant was bent over her, her breasts in Esha's back, biting her ear and whispering how "Your life could be this perfect, in this much pleasure if you gave yourself to liberty. Devote yourself to the Empress, Esha. Feel the freedom to cum around my long, throbbing member and join with me."

Esha wanted to scream "Shut up!" The orgasm was rising fast. There was a desperation in her every pleasure-filled scream as she needed to cum. Her mind even had lost it's inhibitions and told her now to cum and milk that cock in a mind shattering, will breaking orgasm. Her last bits of will were slipping, giving into the pleasure. And then she smelled her first traces of the Nirvana gas.

Esha came like she never had. Her pussy squeezed Ms. Americana's cock so hard that it could have left an impression inside her. Every single muscle in her body tensed up and she screamed, having a squirting orgasm that made her lactate. Inside her pussy, hot cum was shooting inside, and with it came pleasure so good it shot up her spine, and quickly she felt her own higher mind shut down. Esha the thief wasn't just defeated, and she wasn't just tamed. Esha the thief was reformed into a subservient female under the freedom of the Empress. And it felt good.

Dragon Queen struggled to walk her way forward. The way Esha had tied her arms up left her constantly off balance. It was nearly impossible to keep going for more than a few steps without leaning on a wall. However, the walls were rough, unfinished concrete, and scraped against her arms as she tried to lean and walk. The scraping, however tended to turn her on, making her lose focus as her body began to betray her in the need for sexual release. As she stumbled on, her agonizing torment began to soak through her panties and left a large wet spot on the floor when she fell from the soaked contact with the ground.

As she walked, her breathing erratic, her voice beginning to moan softly and her body betraying her, her own fury making her horny now, she passed what seemed to be the the same corner she had been passing for ages, now ready for either an exit or the nirvana gas to take her. So, to her pleasant surprise, as the light of the exit before her bathed her skin in white light, she let out an ecstatic cry of relief as she sunk to her knees. Or maybe it was pain from being kicked in the joint behind her knees.

Brenda Wade smiled, walking up behind that gushing whore ruining the new floor she'd just installed. Normally she'd be furious, but this time she had the smug smile of victory on her face, the same one newspapers paid millions for when she wore a mask.

Wearing only an oversized dress shirt and holding a double malt scotch with ice, she had enjoyed stalking her prey like the Panthris did. That feeling of bringing justice to a lost soul wandering in the dark even began to make a trickle of cum down her leg. As she watched Dragon Queen pass the final corner, she struck.

Brenda gave Dragon Queen a swift kick to the joint behind her knee, and with lightning reflexes, grabbed her by the hair, in her nice neat bun pulled her head back to look into her eyes as she stepped on her calf to prevent her from escaping.

Dragon Queen began to scream defiantly. “Fuck you, you stuck-up motherfucking cunt! How dare you and your beach ball udders do this to me? I’ll fucking have you fucking know that I fucking have nin…” she began before Brenda poured some scotch down her throat. Dragon Queen was caught off guard her rant and instantly began to choke as her throat burned intensely. As she choked, Brenda back-handed her with the cup with the ice, and Dragon Queen’s lip was busted open.

“Shh..shh shhh” Brenda began. “You lost the game, Dragon Queen. You’re a loser. I’ve taken everything physical you own your ninjas, your mutants, your property and your connections. There’s not a single person loyal to you” she said before she reached down and pushed Dragon Queen’s panties aside, stirring her middle finger inside the sopping wet mess inside her pussy. Dragon Queen had always been turned on by her own helplessness, and her control over it was what kept her a level above as a criminal. Even when she was attracted to a man, her sexuality remained fully off so as to keep in control; only truly losing even the slightest control during an unfortunate plant incident.

Now with Brenda Wade in control, her years of strength crumbled instantly. It would not be difficult to break her, and her own fear only fanned the rapid flames of passionate lust. She began to whimper as Brenda licked up the side of her face. At her ear, Brenda sniffed the air. “Nirvana Gas” she said with a seductive whisper. Before she knew it, Dragon Queen was already feeling the effects.

Brenda was different from the last time the Nirvana Gas had taken her with Omega Woman. Her personality changed, and now instead of a passionate lover, the gas made her into a sadist with a need to dominate. She sat on the floor and dragged Dragon Queen down to her pussy, forcing her to lick over while she spanked her, one spank for every lick. Dragon Queen, for her part became more and more horny with every spank, and her libido forced her to lick faster and harder with every spank. Slowly, Brenda stood her up as she licked, pulling her by the hair. Her face now buried in Brenda Wade’s muff, her mind was completely preoccupied with pleasing Brenda. Dragon Queen had shown her weakness, her shame and Brenda was now her master, to do with her what she wanted.

Her mind preoccupied in the ecstasy of serving, her arms were slowly released from the tie by Brenda, and her first instinct was to hug her powerful thighs and get more leverage to worship her clit like her empress. She even heard Brenda begin to moan softly.

As Brenda began to moan, she waved over Ms. Americana and her newest acolyte, Esha. Ms. Americana’s cock, still hard and coated in Esha’s juices, pressed against Dragon Queen’s pussy. “My cum will be inside her too!” Esha cried out happily as Ms. Americana violently rammed inside Dragon Queen’s pussy. Dragon Queen, for her part was slowly losing even her thoughts of submission, as if the pleasure in and of itself was too much for her brain to handle.

Esha meanwhile got on her back under Dragon Queen and began to finger herself looking at the double team above her. It was wonderful, being able to slip in and do what she could with her talents to serve her master, Brenda. As Dragon Queen’s breasts swung violently above her, her instinct turned on. Immediately she grabbed the ice from Brenda’s cup and began to rub them on Dragon Queen’s nipples while tilting her head back and licking her clit.

The force of this assault was too much. Dragon Queen screamed as a violent orgasm shook her violently, like a seizure. As she orgasmed, she squeezed Ms. Americana’s cock, forcing her to cum and put her stamp inside of Dragon Queen’s pussy. Meanwhile Brenda orgasm’d in such a way that she squirted, spraying Dragon Queen’s face. Dragon Queen immediately collapsed and her submission was complete.

Brenda smiled and pulled the Ms. Americana mask from Madam Minx’s face. “Justice is served.” she said as she planted a kiss on Minx’s cheek. Esha immediately got up and cleaned off her cock for all of the juices she could find. Brenda began to walk back upstairs. There was no more underworld, it was all her’s. She could do that to the last and most powerful evil women in the city. In fact, she could do that to all of the powerful women in the city. Her cum beginning to run down her leg again and her left hand beginning to run her finger over her clit, she decided she would do that to the most powerful women in the city. After all, she was justice, and even vigilantes were only to serve justice.