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Okay computer woes continue so another short story on the seven year old laptop dug out of the broom cupboard. Looks like I lost about four and a half years of work and memories despite having a backup as windows 8.1 erased my entire hard drive and somehow corrupted my previous save files on my external. Yep, just want to meet Bill Gates and his lovely wife someday and express my delight with his fine Windows product in Morse Code with a crowbar aside his head. Sigh.

 

Anyway I was reflecting about the Sensational Babe stories between bouts of teeth gnashing and crying like a wounded chipmunk and I suddenly realized I had meant her to use the word, ‘Sensational’ as a catchphrase. You know every time she would end one of her stories by offering up, ‘who wants blowjobs?!’ she would then respond to the takers with ‘sensational!’ but for some reason I wrote ‘awesome?!’ so I decided I had better write one more short story and submit it and set that right. You know before Bill Gates shows up uninvited in my house and erases it. You know if it had been a car that acted like that there would have been a recall. Just saying.

 

Again thanks to Mr. X for all his great images and plots and his wonderful websites and despite the fact that I have now lost dozens of folders of his works collected over the past four and half years as well as others transferred from my previous computer tower of the years before that, I just want to say thanks and I hope you keep knocking them back for many more years to come. Rook.

 

… now according to Bill’s cabaña boys there’s a nice grassy knoll right aside the front gate. Hmmm, that seems fine for the .60 cal but where to put the rest of the landmines?

 

 

 

THE LAUGHING GOD

 

 

‘Few women have ever mastered the art of the titty fuck,’ Sensational Babe thought to herself as hot sticky wad after thick syrupy blasting wad erupted warmly on her neck and upper breasts from the purple twitching cock peeping out from her massive shuddering cleavage. ‘However, one could not fault women in this. No, rather it was the shortcomings of the male of the species that rendered this most useful skill so abhorrently lax. To do a really good titty fuck one needed a decent pair of jugs, double DD’s were the minim requirement, and most that had them were egger to use them. But then it required a penis of not less than twelve inches in length, absolute minim there, and about a thumb and forefinger hard squeeze with a two inch gap between finger tip and thumb tip in girth. Longer and wider where certainly better but one HAD to have at least a foot long with a fist knuckle width in order to have anything at all to work with! And there lay the problem, most men simply did not have a sufficient penis size to give a girl anything much to do except bend her head down almost to the  breaking point of her neck and pushing her chin into the snake pit of her cleavage, and… spit, at the tinny head dancing so very, very far down in the valley of her soft warm flesh.’

 

 

‘You couldn’t really blame women for not mastering a technique for which they could not get sufficient hands on equipment for practicing with! And yet of course all males did! The one’s with the smallest to offer making the loudest clamors of frustrated directions and inane suggestions.’ Sensational Babe looked down at the cock still shooting its wads now in weaker and weaker spurts filling her squeezed together breasts artesian well with a white alfrado sauce gravy flood. She licked at the warm gooey puddle and hummed at the delicious man milk she had just pumped out of the twitching now submerged and drowned cock. ‘Fortunately I have just such skills so lacking in most other women, but I possess these rare skills only due from my serious dedication to my super heroine craft which has prompted me to spend many a sleepless night in the River City estuaries seeking out huge mutant cocks, armed only with my insatiable sexual appetites and my ample double KK cup breasts!’

Sensational Babe lowered her face into the white bubbly goop and started slurping. She was slathering her face around in the gluey delicious mess when her own loud slurping sounds were drowned out by the snoring of the man she was straddled over. She raised up her head and with one cum covered eye squinting she looked down at the sleeping man under her and sighed. “Perhaps my titty fuck skills are a little TOO good.” she let go of the sides of her large round firm breasts and released the shriveled up captured cock and dumped the waterfall of cum down upon its limp head and shaft and picked up the man’s discarded shirt and whipped her face and breasts upon it. “Humph!” She tossed the sperm soaked shirt onto the sleeping man’s face where it landed with a thick wet *splat* sound, and stood up readjusting her titties back into her spaghetti strapped halter top. “Maybe I should just stick with the blow jobs as you don’t waste so much cream sauce and they tend to last a bit longer and don’t pop so quick.” She gave the snoring man a hard look, “and just when it was starting to get fun, too!”

 

 

Sensational Babe walked out of the alley and crossed the busy two am street still muttering to herself, “still you can’t really interrogate a person, really ask him questions, when you got his beef stick slamming in and out of your throat. And the information I got from this thug was really useful. It’s just most guys are used to blow jobs even when they aren’t used to ones as good as I give but a good titty fuck just has them popping their weasel in seconds. They just can’t handle it! Bummer! And I was a bit extra horny today as well*sigh* I really wanted to mount that stallion and take it for a ride. First decent cock I have seen all night even if it was only a twelve incher, still it was nice and fat!”

 

 

Sensational Babe frowned and left the traffic riddled street taking a side street to avoid the car honks and loud catcalls and cell phone flashes as she was in no mood to pause and pose for selfies and get fingered and groped as she was already a bit too worked up for that right now. “A good fuck would have been SO just nice right now. It’s these damn Aphrodite gene pheromones. Just one whiff and they are sprouting wood and once they climax they are out like a light for hours at a time. And if they managed to last long enough to get it in my pussy?! Well! My super snapper puss milks them to such undreamt of super climaxes that they might pass out for a day or more. It is how I managed to subdue and drag all my criminals to jail but still, a girl needs a little something more than a few dozen quickies in a night!”

 

 

“I’m feeling a bit super frustrated I guess?” Sensational Babe laughed as she turned down yet another alley way to cut across to the next side street. No one seemed to be following her and nothing seemed to want to jump out of the shadows and mess with the up and coming teen super heroine of River City. “I really should go home and take ‘care’ of my need, but the new leads that thug gave me can’t wait!”

 

 

In the next side street she made her way to the closed off block where the new construction of a major subway and above ground terminal had been stalled for three years due to the city having filed for bankruptcy again. It made an ideal access point to the subway lines without having to cross any of the usually crowded and police patrolled subway platforms or embarrassingly sneaking past the ticket counters as her outfit didn’t really have any pockets for tokens or credit cards. And it got so embarrassing dropping to her knees to give public servants BJ’s while crowds of people sauntered by!

 

 

The police of River City were extremely corrupt just another gang with badges to go with their guns, but she had learned to accept their lingering pat downs and greet their sour faces with shouts of ‘BJ’s all around!’ so that though they held no respect for her as a super heroine, and in fact they usually put a round in the forehead of most super heroines that tried to patrol the streets of River City, they tolerated her and made no extra effort to  harm or harass her as long as she made no effort to drag one of them into the station on charges.

 

 

Sensational Babe slipped cautiously past the rented chain link fence and wove her way through the raw concrete pilings and piles of brick and ruined bags of rain hardened mortar until she had reached the access ramp partially completed leading down into the warrens of the River City subway lines. The open pits of half completed ramps and subterranean offices and storage rooms were a magnet for the homeless and street gangs as well as less humanoid creatures and she entered the dim lit maze of half fenced off hallways and rooms with studied caution of one who knows there is no rescue no back up no second chances to be found if something should go ‘bump’ in the twilight.

 

 

Sensational Babe shook out the mental images of her large vibrators and dildos waiting for her back in her six floor walkup and tried to focus her senses as sharply as possible on the potential troubles lying in wait in the dark shadows around her as she continued to move as silently as possible down to the tracks. She needed to access those tracks not currently being used as the subway train cars were still being diverted from the incomplete station. Once on the tracks she would need to proceed almost three miles to the Swamp Bend Station. According to the man probably still sleeping his mind melting orgasm off, it was there at this station where she would find the next link in the chain to this nights garish and odd string of events.

 

 

Sensational Babe thought of some of those events now as she slipped through yet another chain link gate that had been long ago cut or ripped or yanked apart to allow transgressors to pass. The night had threatened to start out normally enough with Sensational Babe locking up her bike in a derelict building and using the deserted building to change from her Andy Panda pink stripped jumper coveralls, which other than her combat boots was the only article of clothing she had been wearing which had been a bit more risky than normal for her as her large always puffy nips had slipped out over the top of the bibs small top almost constantly as she had peddled across the river bridge into the downtown area and she usually liked to keep her nips peek-a-booing and not on constant display . (She knew the Aphrodite gene was making her more and more of an exhibitionist but she had felt that was well regulated to her super heroine persona but considering her current civilian wardrobe choices she began to bite her thumb and wonder!) She had slipped on her costume which constituted of her skin tight deep swoop plunge midriff-baring halter top, a pair of micro bikini v-shaped panty bottoms which left most of her thick black pubes on display, and her thigh high stiletto heeled boots, and opera gloves, and her glued on eye mask. She had left her combat boots and bib overalls in the book bag where she had removed her costume from, chained to her bike.

 

 

The strangeness of the night had started at once. As soon as she had transformed from the eye glass wearing Bethany Jane Daily into the eye mask wearing Sensational Babe and exited the condemned building and started patrolling down the darkened streetlamp shattered streets she had felt the keen weirdness in that nights air. The full moon hunched back across the roof tops and strays howled banefully, some of them were even dogs. And she made her way with increasing caution and slow tread as a low mist suddenly rose up slithering through the deserted back streets. She had half a mind to make her way straight to the better lit main thoroughfares but those crowded arteries were rife with street gangs at war with each other and she just was not ready for that kind of mass major confrontations. She crept along the back ways the side streets the dark and overgrown long disused passages of the city where she could pick off the lone purse snatcher or foil an assault or even a rape. As the night bleed on she would end up down by the warehouses and docks and walking along the back alleys of the shops and businesses and she might come across a break in or some white smugglers. On a normal patrol night she would apprehend three or four criminals. Usually from three or four stumbled over events. She would throw some punches and kicks but usually she got knocked down and promptly raped. As soon as the rapist came he would pass out and she would take him in to the local police station. His buddies would usually run away or she would have to leave them where they had passed out if there had been a gang bang. She only took the leader. At the jail house she would have to ‘pay’ the processing fee for dropping off a suspect. The desk sergeant usually let her do this with a  blow job. Then she would be back out on patrol. Since the cops were corrupt the suspect would be released as soon as he paid his ‘fine.’

 

 

It was a far from an ideal situation what with having a revolving door police station, but she was the only successful crime fighter in River City. Other super heroines came and went with frightful regularity. So she considered her efforts to be at least a glimmer of hope for the downtrodden all around her and besides it was fun!

 

 

Well fun when it wasn’t frightening the bugaboos out of her as it was now as she carefully skirted yet another pit of foul slimy water that three years of rain and snow had caused in the pits of the half completed station. Rusted sump pumps stood idly by with their weathered elephant trunks dangling in the brackish mire. ‘It will be worse at the Swamp Bend Station,’ she guessed considering its name and eased around the slimy edges of the irregular pools that cast fiords of muddy cracked fingers across tiled floors covered with cigarette butts and rusted twisted metal and dead rats.

 

 

She had come across the man who she had accidentally titty fucked into a snoring coma in that eerie fog. He had been one of a muttering group of four. Before stumbling across their paths in that alleyway she had stumbled across the paths of three tall men wearing heavy leather coats and boots who walked with bags over their shoulders and with a sense of purpose and heads held high, that was far out of place for the shambling back streets of River City. They looked too self possessed with respect too well off and too lean to be thugs or street gangs or organized crime enforcers or bosses. They looked clean, handsome, rugged, and out of place. She decided to follow them.

 

 

Following those three lead her to the alleyway with the four thugs. The two groups had met and chatted briefly and then the three men had left and headed for the nearest subway entrance; while three of the four thugs had departed in another direction. Sensational Babe had decided to interrogate the remaining lone man about the three mysterious strangers. This had lead to her usual Sensational entrance and banter and then the quick flurry of punches and kicks and then she was on her knees sucking on a surprising decent sized tasty pecker and rebuking herself for not asking the needed questions from the moaning man she was supposed to be interrogating. So she had switched to a titty fuck so her mouth was clear to query. She had just got a few gasping moaning responses when he suddenly popped his wad with a body shuddering force and passed out snoring up a storm.

 

 

What she had learned from the man with the virile stamina of chipmunk was that the four men in the alleyway were members of The Bitter Sweets, a street gang who specialized in the abducting of teenage girls for selling into sexual slavery. Only the Raga Dolls, a group of all Jamaican immigrants did a more lucrative trade in the teen white slavery biz in River City. Their boss had ordered the four men to wait in the alleyway for the three men and take their orders from them and follow them to the letter as the boss and thus the gang had already received the first half of what must have been a rather substantial payment considering the strangeness of the circumstances.

 

 

The three men had told the four men of the Bitter Sweets gang that they would meet them in Swamp Bend at the subway station in about three hours. The three men had then left in the direction of the subway while three of the Bitter Sweets had gone to their parked car and left. The fourth Bitter Sweet had remained behind as his boss had ordered to inform him that the contact had been made and what the three men had said about the task at hand if they had said anything. Of course he had not been able to walk down the street and make his report as she had left him with his own cum drying on his face, stomach, and crotch.

 

 

Three hours was a long time to travel a distance of three miles and she could only guess that it was not the distance but a desired time that the three men were waiting upon. Still it left her plenty of time to walk through the subway tunnels and reach the station surreptitiously. In fact it left her with enough time to…

 

 

“Al Troucious! My favorite white slaver and back out on the street again I see,” Sensational Babe smiled at the man who turned around quickly to face her while pocketing a bottle in his jacket pocket. She looked at the two young girls sitting on the hood of a parked car. They were wearing matching camel toeing volley ball shorts and skin tight pokies numbered and named high school jerseys. They were sucking on lollipops and drinking wine coolers and couldn’t have been far past their sixteenth birthdays. “Do you mind girls? Uncle Al and I have a little business to discuss.” And she grabbed the perv by the jacket collar and dragged him a few parked cars down from the teens who made alternating ‘AH’ sounds and smirking giggling.

 

 

“You an’t got anything on me Sensational Babe. I ‘aven’t done nothing!”

 

 

“You mean you haven’t done anything ‘yet’. I saw you slip that suspicious bottle into your coat pocket. What’s in the bottle; knock out drops, chloroform?” Sensational Babe shudder at the thought of chloroform.

 

 

Most people did not understand how Aphrodite gene super powers worked. The Aphrodite gene, common and dormant in all females, when it became active began storing chemicals it creates in the breast tissue of the active gene woman. These chemicals are then introduced into the milk of the Aphrodite gene active woman, who begins lactating once the gene becomes active. Here in the milk it is internally consumed by the woman’s body in the bloodstream; the chemicals granting her super powers. However it is more difficult and complex than that as certain almost subatomic vibrations that take place in the breast tissue are also vitally important. These vibrations are both micro and macro in that not only is their a vibration wave length at the cellar level but also a sympathetic vibration through out the over all breast tissue so that in appearance the breasts seem to jiggle almost constantly. It is this gene triggered lactation and vibrations that create the powerful cocktail of chemicals that give the bearer her super powers. It is also why the nipples of an Aphrodite gene active woman are always puffy and hard.

 

 

 

It is possible to suppress the super heroines super powers by binding her breasts so they are not capable of vibrating or jiggling. The more power she needs the greater the amount of ‘bounce’ she needs in order to sort of cocktail shaker up her chemical milk, this tends to occur naturally as when a super heroine needs her powers the most is also when she tends to be at her most physically active. Her own physical exertions lend themselves to her breast bounce and thus to the milk churn aspect of her genes need for increased vibrations in order to stir the complex chemical process of the laced milk her body will then consume to grant her the energy she needs for her powers.

 

 

It is somewhat comical but a thug who knocks out a super heroine and then ties her up would be better off not tying up her hands and feet but rather tying up her breasts so as to limit her bodies ability to properly process her gene powers!

 

 

That said it was the notion of Chloroform or really any form of chemical knockout drug that had made Sensational Babe shudder. Here again it is not commonly known or understood by the street criminal who may know that ‘super heroines are susceptible to chloroform’ but not understand why even as they reach for it time and time again. Chloroform or almost any chemical based knockout drug, poisons the milk already waiting in the breast to be used. The chemical either breathed in and passed by the lung tissue into the blood and thus into the breast tissue and its milk storage there; instantly sours the milk, taints it, like water in gasoline, it causes the milk already processed and ready to be used to be weakened and thus weakening the powers of the woman in question. The spoiled milk must be burned off and used before new fresh milk can be created and stored for new use. The best and fastest way to burn off this milk/chemical by the body is through orgasms. Just a few powerful orgasms can burn away the tainted milk and allow for the creation of new milk to quickly replace it. As such the tainted milk tends to produce extreme sexual arousal in the woman and also causes her to produce extra powerful sexual pheromones. The purpose of this is of course to create an immediate environment where sexual intercourse would most likely happen or self stimulation would occur so as to bring the woman to sexual climax as quickly and often as possible so as to burn through the tainted milk supply in her body and replace it with fresh untainted milk.

 

 

The Aphrodite gene in the woman is always constantly trying to generate more milk with increasingly more powerful strands of gene burning chemical fuel. It is also responsive to the super heroine running low of power or running out or having her milk becoming rapidly depleted at which it increases the breast size in response. This unfortunately means this blind force gene mechanic can increase the breast size either temporarily or permanently even from such artificial external events such as being milked dry by a villain. Usually if orgasms are present when the milk runs very low the increased bust size will be very large for a short time but then when it un-swells the breasts will still be larger than previously thus a combination of large bust expansion immediately and temporarily in response to the deflation and a permanent smaller expansion on the long term when again orgasms are present during the draining process of the breasts. Since Aphrodite breast milk laced with its complex chemicals is the philosophers’ stone of alchemical chemistry few villains will pass up a chance to milk a super heroine dry if they can and since the quality of the chemical compounds in the milk increases with the forced orgasm of the woman in question, it is thus rare to have a milking that does not come with a rape either by man, monster, or machine!

 

 

Unfortunately the poisoned chloroform milk is considered by the Aphrodite gene as being ‘used’ and so it considers such an event as if the body had used up all its previous stores rapidly and will almost always increase the bust size permanently. Since the gene thinks the milk has been used up it will force production dramatically of new milk often causing large swelling of the breast tissue until the poisoned milk had been burned away and replaced. Since orgasms almost always occur during this burning up of the tainted milk it is not uncommon for the permanent increased bust size to be as large as that from a milking/rape combination.

 

 

Thus it should be more readily understood why Sensational Babe involuntarily shuddered at the thought of chloroform or any knockout drug; for to her it was not a simple mater of passing out and being left at the merciless hands of her adversary, it was being left helpless to the merciless sexual assault on her body by the Aphrodite gene itself and an increase in bust size! While bigger busts meant more power to use and more power to have it also meant more powerful lusts to be dealt with as well as just the physical difficulties of having already big breasts getting bigger! Most Aphrodite genes became active as far as super powers at the novice D-cup, though orgasms, milkings, rapes, and the normal day to day or night to night activities of a super heroine soon bring her to the more respectable powerful double DD cup usually within just a few weeks. The power table tends to slow down around the G-cup and it takes several milkings or chloroform captures to reach the double GG cup. Since the younger generation were starting out with even larger bust sizes before their powers kicked in, Sensational Babe was a hefty KK cup on her skinny frame,  one could understand the idea of her toting around a pair of double LL cups would have any girl swallowing hard and crossing her eyes!

 

“Never mind,” Sensational Babe let go of Al’s jacket lapel and waved off his lame stuttering attempts at trying to think up an excuse. “What I want to know is about three guys. Obvious strangers to River City, dressed in leather coats and boots lugging around duffle bags on their shoulders almost look like they stepped out of an old cowboy movie only without the hats and spurs. I just saw them with the Bitter Sweet gang so I know they are planning some kind of a teenage kidnapping. Now we both know Al that when it comes to the white slaver market in River City nothing happens without you getting wind of it! So spill it or I spill you!”

 

 

Al angrily un-rumpled his jacket and eyed the super heroine out of the corner of his eye weighing things before he spoke and then it was in a low voice with a couple of nervous peeks this way and that along the ten pm street. “Information usually comes at a price,” the seedy man offered uncertainly.

 

“Naturally. I pay my informants well,” and Sensational Babe uncrossed her arms from under her firm jutting rack and dropped to her knees and began to unzip the startled man’s trousers. “But mind you that you keep talking or I stop. Understood?!”

 

 

The man nodded vigorously and licked his lips while Sensational Babe fished out his penis. It was not a great cock, she had had it many times before but it was adequate for a fast street BJ, but  nothing you would want to come home to after a hard days work. Sensational Babe found the stubby little ten incher and began jerking it slowly to attention as behind the man the two teen girls screamed with laughter and whipped out their cell phones and started taking pics of them. “Looks like you are going to be on Face Book little, little man,” Sensational Babe smiled and slipped his chubby into her mouth and started to slurp and hum. Al threw back his head and moaned and Sensational Babe yanked her head back and dropped her hands from his quivering nut sack and looked up at him, “No talkie no suckie!”

 

 

“All right! All right!” Al howled as if someone were shoving metal slivers under his finger nails. “Three guys! Yeah! Uhm, heard they were targeting some teen girl up in Swamp Bend. Not a generic just grab a girl for a quickie or some cash, but a targeted kidnapping.” Sensational Babe began to slowly lick the man’s throbbing cock and nibble little bites on its purple head. “Ah, yeah, ummm, the leader of the three is named Don? I think? Don Juan Tue Manly.” Sensational Babe began to aggressively slurp up and down the man’s cock shaft, sucking hard and twisting her head this way and that leaving off now and then with a loud vacuum *pop* sound as she pulled her head slowly off it before savagely attacking it again. All the while staring up at him with innocent eyes  half lidded. “Ah, this Don wants the girl. Wa-ants her bad! Doesn’t want to keep her or sell her, just rape her and then send her back to her family. Don’t know why? I thought it might be some kind of revenge thing. You know he rapes this wealthy guys teen daughter, blows his wad in her and sends her back knocked up to her dad. Been done before, but word is he just saw the girl and decided he would have her. Apparently that’s what he does, he just sees girls and fucks them, knocks them up, and then moves on to his next conquest. Some rich guy! Travels around just knocking up teen girls. It’s like his vocation or something! Oh my Gawd!” His whole body sized up and his face turned purple on his knotted neck as he came in huge loads down her throat. She sucked hard swallowing ever precious thick delicious drop. Humming and moaning as she swallowed and then when the last of the jets of cum had ceased and she had sucked his pecker dry she balled up her fist and punched him as hard as she could in the nuts! He screamed and dropped to his knees as she got up non-chalantly and looked down at him whipping drool off her small chin. “WHAT THE HELL DID YOU DO THAT FOR!!” He screamed from the ground holding his nuts in white knuckle pain.

 

 

“You came WAY to early and I am getting a little fed up with that,” Sensational Babe looked down at the man withering in a fetal position and thought to herself, ‘besides it’s the only way I have found that I can give a BJ and not have the guy pass out after he cums and I am sure there is more that this man has to tell me!’

 

 

Sensational Babe walked over to the car where the two girls were screaming with laughter and they gave her high-fives as she folded her arms and leaned against the car waiting for Al to recover enough to crawl to his knees and put his shriveled manhood away. He crawled over to the car and pulled himself up onto wobbly feet. “Now the name of the girl’s family?”

 

 

“Ah, just a second. I think my nuts are still in my throat! Summers. The Summer family. Own the biggest house out in the Bend can’t miss it just off the subway station. Just head to the station and all that walled off land across the street is theirs. Most people think it’s a park or something but that’s their grounds. Oh my boys!”

 

 

The girls laughed until they cried as Al spread out his knees bowlegged and started to suck wind hoarsely whispering, “it burns it burns!”

 

 

Sensational Babe became annoyed at the loud drunk teens and turned her head to them, “isn’t it after your bed time? It IS a school night isn’t it?”

 

 

“Fuck you bitch! It’s only ten thirty!” and both girls snarled at her and finished their wine coolers and reached around behind them to fish another bottle each out of a little brown paper sack.

 

 

‘Bitch?!’ Sensational Babe thought and started to snarl and then she thought of that little bottle in Al’s coat and a sudden image of the two girls waking up around mid-day naked with long strands of  cum leaking out of their twats and mouths and assholes in some empty abandoned apartment building facing a long naked walk home and she shrugged. “You have a nice night Al, and I trust you will keep our conversation to ourselves as usual. Girls, enjoy your evening.” And with that she left the car and headed back to the manhole a block away and a return to the subway tunnel.

 

 

Al was still bent over and wheezing with his hands on his knees and kicking out one leg after another, he raised a hand and waved and nodded. “Always a pleasure Sensational Babe, gotta do this again sometime. Oh and since you swallowed every drop and left me alone to my fancies for the night I have a bit more for you. The Summers already know about this Don and his servants. In fact the uncle is offering a reward for anyone who can stop them or keep his niece safe. It’s not like the cops are going to do anything unless someone brings them to them wrapped up in a bow. That‘s why I bowed out of the offer and recommended the Bitter Sweets. That lot will do any amount of time for enough money. The uncle lives on a separate estate that adjoins his older brothers.”

 

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Sensational Babe arrived at the River City suburb of Swamp Bend without further incident or delay only having to side step a couple of mutant monsters that she did not have time to deal with. The last train had been the ten thirty and the platform was closed off and already chained and paddle locked as it was nearing eleven when she got there. But it was an easy enough affair to go up the side door lone stairwell and out the steel door set down further from the main descending subway stair entrance. This single door was used by staff only and it was designed to keep people from entering from the outside where each door had a metal handle and keyhole lock but the inside had push bar fire exit handles and it was easy to simply press them and walk straight out.

 

 

Sensational Babe had no idea how she was going to get back to her bike but at least she was here and an hour early at that. She quickly crossed the deserted street and raced over to the large brick wall that ran along the side walk at the far side. Beyond the brick wall she could see irregular hills and clumps of trees and such that made the prospect of climbing the wall and walking along the wooded inner side a bit daunting. It was called Swamp Bend for a reason and she could smell the wet air from the other side of the brick wall and hear the myriad of frogs and insects chorus-ing in a crazy din that seemed almost deafening.

 

 

She would be better off walking on the city sidewalk along the wall and hope she would come to either the gate opening and a driveway to the grounds or the Bitter Sweets in their car or the three men. She looked back across the street at the subway station entrance; that was where the three men had told the Bitter Sweet gang members to meet them. Obviously the three men had already arrived as the last subway train had already come and gone. And the Bitter Sweets had a car so they could have arrived some time ago or be messing around waiting for the appointed time.

 

 

She saw no one on the street anywhere. The Subway station entrance sat on a ‘T’ section with one long street going back away from the stations lights and up a hill in to spotted darkness of small two and three storied shops and a few houses and the other section of road upon which she was standing running along the walled confines of the Summer Estate. The Swamp Bend suburb was at the far southern end of the reach of River City and it did sit on the edge of a large swamp. There were only a few mom and pop stores and a couple of gas stations out here and a few hundred families living in suburban houses but mostly the roads ran along increasing numbers of farms and livestock ranches and of course the swamp. The long stretch of road she was standing on eventually ran north into the next suburb White Water which was better populated and had fewer farms and pasture lands and then it continued under different names until it wound back into River City proper.

 

 

She thought it very likely that the three men and the Bitter Sweets were already here; and since they did not seem to be anywhere around the subway station they must have already re-grouped and had decided to proceed with their plans of kidnapping the teen Summers girl. She reasoned that this meant they were somewhere either along the walled street parked and waiting or already on the grounds putting their plan into motion. Sensational Babe began to walk quickly along the sidewalk next to the ten foot tall red brick wall peering this way and that.

 

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Sensational Babe was shocked to find that the Summers house was almost deserted. Well deserted of family members anyway. Stacy Summers, the intended kidnap victim, was home along with thirty armed guards and mercenaries who her uncle, Gordon  Summers,  had hired for her protection. The rest of the Summers family was at their bay side home in Delta City. The uncle remained downstairs with all of his personal servants; about a dozen men of varying ages and had sequestered his niece upstairs in her bedroom locked and ringed with a dozen heavily armed and armored men as the rest of the hired guns patrolled the grounds and guarded the main gate and doors.

 

 

Despite this Sensational Babe watched in horror from her perch in a large oak tree as the Bitter Sweets simply used sleeping dart guns and sleeping gas grenades to breach the house and make their way to the girl’s bedroom. Realizing that the guards were unlikely to stop these professional girl grabbers; Sensational Babe decided to take maters into her own hands. The only way to secure the girls safety was to kidnap her herself! And this Sensational Babe did right under the Bitter Sweets and the guards noses!

 

 

The teen sensation simply plucked the shocked and frightened girl out of her bedroom and pulled her out onto the limb of the large oak tree and scurried her away even as the Bitter Sweets cut the power plunging the mansion into darkness as they donned their night vision gas masks and started filling the house with sleeping gas.

 

 

With the house obviously unsafe and the nearest police station being in White Water; Sensational Babe decided to lead the somewhat groggy (she had taken a snoot full of knock out gas before Sensational Babe had dropped from the tree and raced across the roof to her bedroom window) through the swamp to her uncles house. True the place would be deserted but no one would think to look for her there. In fact from the sounds of the cars everyone seemed to be racing though the winding driveway to the main street in mad pursuit of the girl and her super heroine rescuer. This was no doubt due to Sensational Babe having first hotwired one of the guards personal cars which were scattered all over the yard leading up to the palatial mansion and leaping into it and driving it down the driveway as soon as she had rescued the girl before driving it into the swamp and hiding it there. She then doubled back to where she had hidden the girl and half carried half led her through the swamp to where she could see the dim lights of her uncle’s own estate.

 

 

Why hadn’t she simply put both of them into the car and raced away with a good head start? Because first she did not have a drivers license (which meant once reaching White Water Police Station in a stolen car with no drivers license would have been cream pies for every cop on duty! And it was a school night.) and she was in fact a horrible driver. And second because she simply did not believe she could out race the other cars now madly in pursuit of her already ditched and passed vehicle. She had no desire to be chassed and shot at by both kidnappers and mercs!

 

 

Dragging a half unconscious girl through a fog shrouded swamp to some flickering distant house lights was not an easy task and it was several hours before Sensational Babe cautiously and exhaustedly guided the girl through the front door of her uncles house. She was not at all surprised to find the uncle and a few of his servants in the house sitting around in the great hall. Though they were obviously surprised to see both the niece and her and it was several moments of exclamations and confused questioning before Sensational Babe was able to make her self heard and understood and thus could explain what had happened.

 

 

The uncle thanked her profusely and tried to press an award upon the teen super heroine but she begged off and before she had time to offer up her celebratory blow jobs she found herself rushed out of the house and back into the foggy night. “Bummer! I didn’t get to do my trade mark sensational BJ’s!”

 

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No sooner had the teen super heroine been rushed out the doors and the large double doors slammed on her bubble butt ass then the side doors of the great hall erupted and out strutted Don and his three friends. The young teen recoiled from the tall barrel chested Don who gazed upon her with an open mouth lust and wild devouring eyes!

 

 

The uncle savagely grabbed the teen girls wrist and yanked her off him, “here!” He motioned her arm in the direction of Don who grabbed it in a wolfish steel jaw grasp. “Your hired buffoons were supposed to take her from my brothers house and bring her secretly here to you to do as you please. But it was one of those super heroines who rescued her from the house and brought her here!”

 

 

“No matter,” purred the Don as he pressed his face next to the girls as he caught her free hands intended slap with his other hand and pulled her closer to his large form. “I have her and you will have your money in full!”

 

 

“It dose matter as I am now here in the house I can’t let you ravish her while I am here!” The uncle’s eye were caught by the tearful eyes of his nieces and he sighed, “I am sorry my dear but if your father had not been so greedy and driven me the older brother out of our fathers good graces and hence out of the family business and will, I would not be in the financial mess I am in now.” He looked back at Don who was sucking on the sobbing girls neck. “There are some ruins just beyond my house about a quarter of a mile into the swamp. You can sate your pleasure there. My servant will show you the way.” The crescent fallen uncle turned away and then stopped and spoke over his shoulder, “you realize that now that you have revealed my personal involvement in this the girl can not find her way back here again. Replacing my hired guards bullets with blanks was one risk but I can not have her tell anyone what I have done here. Understood?”

 

 

“I understand,” Don lightly kissed the shaking girls wrists as he watched the man leave the great hall. “One of you, quickly show us to these ruins!”

 

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“So dose this place have a name of some kind?” The servant of Don asked the servant of the uncle as they both half watched Don drag the struggling screaming girl to what appeared to be a stone slab set in a center of stone collapsed roofless ruins and half looked about them into the foggy dank swamp that seemed to refute their flash lights presence.

 

 

“They call it the ruins of the temple of the laughing god.” The uncle’s servant looked around uneasily and now the Don’s servant looked around uneasily as well as they were joined by the second of Don’s servants who had just placed a lantern on the stone slab and been shooed away by the Don as he held the girl down upon the smooth flat rock and pulled a looped rope out of the duffle bags all dropped at the alters base.

 

 

“Laughing God? Why do they call it that?” Just then a baleful laugh erupted out of the stones around them.

 

 

“That’s why,” the servant of the uncle answered and shook as he stepped back further from the ruins.

 

 

“Must be the wind? I saw what looked like wells or an underground crypt or something when we first got here. Large openings through the cracks under the stones.” The second servant of Don muttered looking around fearfully and whishing he had not been ordered to set his personal light upon the slab of rock where Don continued to obliviously subdue the struggling crying girl and bind her wrists with rope.

 

 

“I don’t feel any wind,” the first servant of Don noted and raised his propane hissing lamp above his head peering about him.

 

 

“Well of course you don’t. It’s a subterranean wind blowing up though those open gaps in the stone there abouts. Must be a large series of vaults or burial chambers down there I reckon -”

 

 

The dry rustling laugh repeated its self.

 

 

“That don’t sound like any wind I ever heard before,” the first servant of Don stated and stepped back to stand side-by-side even with the servant of the uncle who had taken a few more steps back from the ruins into the swamp.

 

 

“Well,” the second servant of Don began and then noticed that the retreating two other servants were taking their light with them and he was now standing in a dark patch between their circle of light and the circle of light where the Don had just finished up tying up the girls hands and was now yanking off her clothes and tossing them on the far side of the altar. The servant took a series of fast steps to get back into their circle of light before continuing, “here now, where do you think you two are going? You know we are supposed to keep watch while our master is busy.”

 

 

“He’s  not my master and even if he was I am done with this sordid business. I am returning back to the house this place will be surely more cursed than it already is after this heinous deed is done. Now I have shown you the way here and I am discharged of my obligation to my masters wishes. May he and you all rot in hell for eternity for what you are doing to that poor sweet girl. I have sat beside my masters vices for twenty years but this is so low that outstrips the full measure of all the rest!” And with that the servant turned and in few strides him and his light were swallowed up by the fog.
 

 

“Hmm. Think we should follow him and do him a disservice?”

 

 

“And just happen not to find our way back till morning, eh? Well it is surely tempting, but I fear our masters wraith at abandoning him more than any chuckling phantom.”

 

 

“Alright we stay. But my heart already has one foot out of these accursed swamps and I will not promise anything if that laughing god should start telling jokes.”

 

 

Another bout of rustling laughter filled the foggy still air. Suddenly the lamp on the altar was knocked off during the struggles of the girl and Don and the circle of light at the altar was lost amidst a crash of broken glass and bent tin. The two men huddled under their own small circle of light and hesitantly called out in the fog in the direction of the sounds of continued struggle. “Are you alright master?! Do you need any assistance?”

 

 

“Ah, there you are! I have her! She tried to escape! What?! Stay where you are fools and keep watch!” The Don shouted his voice lost in the eerie fog as the two men stood close together under their small umbrella of light as the fog grew thicker and thicker!

 

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Sensational Babe smiled at Stacy Summers as the grateful girl leaned in an pecked her on the cheek. “Thank you so ever so much for rescuing me! But how did you manage to do it?!”

 

 

“It was simple really. I couldn’t help but notice that the guards your uncle had hired were shooting blanks at the Bitter Sweets and the abrupt hurry in which your uncle had pushed me out the door when we arrived at his house instead of asking me to stay and help protect you further, just had me very suspicious. So I lingered outside and then followed the goons who took you from your uncle’s house to the ruins in the swamp. Everyone knows about the laughing god ruins, it’s on the River City tourist brochure! So I did my best spooky laugh impression until I knew the Don’s two servants were too scared to move a muscle and then I simply knocked over the lamp on the altar plunging both you and the struggling Don into foggy darkness. I yanked you off the slab and then substituted myself in your place. After the Don rather embarrassingly quickly blew his wad in my puss he fell ignobly a sleep. I pushed him off me and then untied you and snuck you out of the swamp and you know the rest. A long walk followed by a quick taxi cab to the White Water bus station where you can buy your tickets all thanks to my new super heorine charge card I carry in my thigh high boots now; and you will soon be with your father and mother and brother in Delta City and can explain it all to them about your uncle Gordon and the Don. As far as the Don and his men I doubt when daylight comes they will stick around those swamps for long. Especially once they find you have escaped! Ha!”

 

 

“HA! You make it sound so easy! But I don’t understand why you brought me all the way here to this bus station instead of just taking us back to my parents house?”

 

 

“Er, well because your uncle just tried to sell you and in fact did sell you to Don Juan Tue Manly to be raped and -”

 

 

“Oh that! Well its not like uncle G hasn’t tried to sell me to white slavers before. In fact about once every six months he pulls a stunt like this to wipe out his gambling debts. I always escape and then I usually just give him a couple of blowjobs and everything is right as rain. So if there isn’t anything else I will catch a cab and head back home. It’s a school night you know.”

 

 

“Ah, yes, I see, well there is one last thing that I feel compelled to tell you. You see I swapped places with you and well, er, now the Don thinks, well you see, it’s like this; I have a super powered snapper pussy. It’s such an extreme sexual experience for any male creature that mounts me that not only does it render them unconscious for long periods of time when they climax but it is also highly addictive. And well now the Don and anyone he tells and from what I have seen on my wrist cell phone he has a rather big twitter mouth and is blabbing to everyone, so anyway, everyone is going to think-”

 

 

“That I have a super snapper pussy that gives incredible addictive fucks.”

 

 

“Hmm, yes so as you can see you may want to join up with your family in Delta City for safety sake and -”

 

 

“So what you are telling me is now every horny boy on the planet thinks I have a ‘Sarah’ (a Sarah is the nickname or slang term given to a snapper pussy; that is a pussy that combines the feeling of a pussy fuck and hand job and blow job all in one by the incredible stimulation of its tight twisting jerking squeezing sucking muscle walls that causes the most intense orgasms.) Sensational Babe bit her lower lip and nodded sadly at the shocked girl. Suddenly the girl beamed a huge smile and grabbed Sensational Babe in a tight hug shouting out, “Thank you oh thank you  oh thank you SO very, very much! Once this gets out I will never have to study another stupid book again!”

 

 

“Your welcome,” Sensational Babe smiled back breathing a sigh of relief as she watched the young teen in her torn clothes stride confidently out of the bus station and out into the fog of the pre-dawn night. “Well! That went better than I expected, but then again I AM Sensational Babe! So, bad guys defeated, sort of, plot foiled, kind of, and day saved! Well, night saved I guess. Anyway, who wants blow jobs!”

 

 

Sensational Babe looked around her where four apparent homeless men lounged about waiting for their bus to arrive and the lone gray haired ticket taker behind his glass booth all raised their hands slowly and tentatively, ‘Hmm slim pickings,’ Sensational Babe bit her lower lip but just then a buss pulled in and about twenty men and the bus driver walked into the station; the men were wearing combat fatigues carrying duffle bags. Sensational Babe cleared her throat and put her hands on her shapely hips and shouted out, “Who wants Blow jobs!” slowly every hand in the room went up and Sensational Babe bounced in place giggling madly, then she flashed her two thumbs up and shouted, “SENSATIONAL!” And she dropped to her knees and set giddily to work.

 

 

Sensational indeed! Tune in next time for another outing of River City’s own teen sensation Sensational Babe!

 

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