************************************************************************************* Esha, L.U.S.T. recruit ************************************************************************************* Written by Thunderbolt1234, Raidrlsr@aol.com Warning 18 or older or get off my story All characters are property of others This story contains very descriptive scenes of sex, bondage, murder and rape Part One Chapter One, Anything to survive Barbara Cummings sipped the Mai Tai that a fat conventioneer had purchased her. She wore a red wig and green contacts to hide from the press and the underworld who wanted her either for a expose’ or simply dead. She decided to relocate in Las Vegas because here hot women are a dime a dozen and the news wasn’t her and being caught on video getting gang raped and exposed as Esha the thief, it was the weather and who was appearing at the Sands. The conventioneer staggered to her and almost fell into the bar stool next to her. He was well over 300 pounds of flab and sweat and he was drunk. “Hi baby, wow your fuckin hot, I’m here from Tacoma Washington and looking for someone hot…just like you.” Barbara forced a smile and ran a finger under his triple chin. “Hi honey, well isn’t this your lucky night, I am looking for just such a guy like you to wine and dine me.” He laughed and motioned for the bartender to bring another round for them. My name is Phil, I think we should go to my room, talk there, Ok?” Barbara took his drink and passed it to him, also dropping the Rohypnol in it. He laughed and slapped her ass also falling on her slightly. He gave her her drink and took his staggering to the elevator. “I’m up on the tenth floor, private suite.” Barbara walked behind him looking for the bulge of his wallet, when they got upstairs she would rob him and leave. He up-ended his drink finishing it and pushed the elevator button leaning on the rail. She smiled and up-ended hers fake laughing and tossed the glass on the floor in the corner. She almost had to carry him down the hall due to the booze and he would always seem to grab her ass for support. Phil fumbled with his room key and dropped it twice. Barbara picked it up and opened the room door. Phil’s room was expensive and she immediately figured he had to be carrying a bundle of cash. He walked in and fell on a large sofa kicking off his shoes. “Hey, why don’t you take off that dress?” She smiled and walked to the bar locating the bottled water and not the liquor. As she opened the bottle, her sight blurred, and she felt the warmth of a drug taking effect. She dropped the water bottle and grabbed the bar edge for support. He stood and smiled a evil grin. “I saw you spike my drink, so when I fell on you, I switched em. Bitch you think I was born yesterday, I deal with you Las Vegas hoe’s all the time. Barbara was petrified and knew the strength of the drug she dropped in the drink was the most potent you could get. She grimaced in anger and ran towards him with her fists. He side stepped her and she fell to the floor out cold. Phil rolled her over and slapped her across the face a couple of times to see if she was unconscious. Her head jerked back and forth until the wig came loose and fell off. Phil slowly removed it and looked closer at her. “Holy shit, Barbara Cummings, fucking model, damn fucking hell I hit the god damn jackpot! Hey I heard you had some trouble with the mob and putting some of them in jail, well when I’m done, maybe a phone call to a friend of mine and I may get some cash out of this as well as..a…good fuck.” Chapter Two, Fetish Phil tossed his clothes all over the room getting nude as fast as he could. He grunted and got on his knees next to her and took hold of her red dress at the neck line and yanked. The silk dress ripped completely off and was tossed aside. Phil gasped seeing her in a thong only, her huge tits pointing at the ceiling. He crawled to her feet and pulled off her stiletto pumps and sucked and bit her toes. His tongue licked her feet biting her heels and ankles. His cock was so hard the head was purple, it stood out ten inches and bobbed against the floor. He spit on his cock and wrapped her feet around it and began to pump himself. “Oh gggod, Oh god fuck yes, dumb bitch, try to rob me cunt, ohh yesss!” He pumped his cock harder and harder, Barbara’s tit bounced hitting her in the chin. Phil felt the hot cum churning in his balls, he laughed and shook his head splattering sweat all over her. He couldn’t hold out much longer, the sound of his wet cock rubbing against her feet drove him over the edge. “Arghhhhhh, oh shit, arghhh!” Phil put his hand under his cock head and shot squirt after squirt of white sticky cum in his hand. He pumped his dick with his other hand squeezing out every drop of jizz and fell back on his huge sweaty ass. He panted for a while then slowly crawled to her and smeared his cum all over her face. Barbara lay there oblivious to the gummy cum now dripping from her nose. “I’m not done yet cunt, I need a break, then its fuck time again.” He lumbered to the bar and grabbed a bottle of scotch and took a swig. Standing over her, he poured the Scotch on her shaved pussy. “That’s so when I eat you, it will taste good.” Phil spent all night fucking and sucking Barbara, he stuck the empty Scotch bottle up her ass while he fucked her tight pussy. His hunger wasn’t satisfied when he had no more strength to fuck her so he ripped the phone cord out and rolled her on her stomach. With sweat flying everywhere, he whipped Barbara’s ass and back leaving red blood trails. “Fucking bitch (whip) try to dope me (whip) steal my money (whip.) When he was done and exhausted, he dragged Barbara down the hall as fast as he could and dropped her in the stairwell. She tumbled down several stairs and came to rest upside-down, her knees next to her ears. Barbara woke the next day and couldn’t move, she cried out in pain as she fell over off the wall in the stairwell. Her body was a mess, she could smell booze and cum all over her and her backside was on fire. She didn’t know what time it was and where her clothes where, she did remember Phil and the switch of drinks. “Dummy, you of all people screwed by the oldest trick in the book, damn I am getting bad in my old age.” With a scream, Barbara got to her feet and peeked in the hallway. A maid’s cart sat right next to the door and she reached out and snagged the master key. She waited ten minutes and heard the maid leave. Barbara walked unsteady down the hall nude and listened to each door till she found one which was quiet. Opening the room she could see luggage and a basket of food. She went in but located Phil’s room down the hall, she would revisit it soon.. Luckily the luggage was not locked and it was a woman, she found clothes to wear as quick as she could and hopped in the shower. Twenty minutes later she was back in the stairwell waiting for Phil. She waited for two hours when she heard the door open and the fat tub of lard waddled out and left. He got to the elevator and heard the thumping of someone running behind him. He turned and just caught a glimpse of a foot heading for his face. The kick sent him backwards into the elevator, unfortunately for Phil, he hit the glass elevator wall and crashed through it. He fell screaming ten floors and slammed into the sidewalk, and exploded. Pieces of him flew everywhere, diners in the outside restaurant began to vomit with Phil all over them. Barbara got to her feet in the hall and looked stunned at the elevator’s gaping hole. “Oh shit, um, time to leave!” She ran to the stairs and jumped down several flights till she reached the fifth floor. Here, she walked casually to the other elevator and boarded it calmly and took it to the street. The street was jammed with gawkers looking at what was left of Phil and the mess on the side walk. She covered her face and walked away as quickly as possible. Barbara couldn’t see them, but two men followed her, one on either side of the street. Chapter Three, Number Two Bruno stood next to Number Two, Obsidian and looked her over as nonchalantly as possible. She was his boss, and had spied on him in the guise as his assistant, and he regretted not jumping at the chance to fuck her. The large Oak doors opened and they both walked into the dark office of Number One, the Delta City leader of L.U.S.T. (League of Underground Spies and Terrorists.) “Number Four, and Number Two, nice to see you both. I have good news, you will be working together again.” Bruno smiled but Obsidian just remained emotionless. She wore a dark green halter top dress, and her massive tits jutted out, tipped with hard nipples. Number One tossed Bruno a cigar in a glass case and lit one himself. “We have been developing a derivative of a drug called Bremalanotide. Our derivative is called BHC or as the lab boys call it, Brem Hard Core, it causes the female neural system to go into overload. It aids in the breaking of willpower. When administered, the female subject begins to get aroused easier, her skin more sensitive. Further drug doses make this reaction stronger, to a point, touching a woman under BHC can cause her to have an orgasm. With this power over them, most subjects are willing to do anything asked.” Bruno and Obsidian watched Number One pace the room, he tapped a button on his desk and a large screen television sparked to life. On the screen, a woman was screaming, running around a padded room clawing at the walls. “But, the drug has a adverse side effect, it not only is instantly addictive, it eventually will cause insanity, then death.” The woman on the screen dropped to the floor and has a spasm, she grunted and flopped around, till she slowly died. Foam and blood seeped out her eyes and ears. Number One deactivated the monitor. “I want you two to capture a heroine, any one, she will be used as a test subject, and administered the drug. We hope the heroine‘s odd genetics will stop the eventual insanity, then we can study the subject and correct the formula.” Bruno exhaled a plume of smoke and stood, he loved the chance to deal with another heroine. “Study one of them after administering the drug?” Number One smiled and looked at Bruno. “Yes study, dissect, autopsy, examine.” Number Two stood and took the cigar from Bruno and placed it in her mouth. She licked it like a cock and made Bruno groan lightly under his breath. “If you don’t mind Number One, I may have an idea, there is a woman, Esha, a professional thief and at presently, down on her luck, I think she would make a good addition to L.U.S.T. and she would welcome the chance to get revenge, and is an expert I would say on the local hero’s.” Number One smiled in the darkness, he slipped the cigar in an ashtray and removed a leather folder from his desk. “Yes Esha, also known as Barbara Cummings, Ms Americana did a serious number on her, videos, unmasked, now wanted by most of the lame mobs in the city. Find her Number Two, recruit her.” He tossed her the leather folder. “There’s fifty grand, make her an offer.” Chapter Four, Destroyed Barbara walked for over an hour, then smelled the odor of doughnuts, her stomach growled and she began to cry. She had worked for the CIA for several missions and even they couldn’t use her anymore. The more she remembered what Ms Americana did, the more she cried. “I was a supermodel…I had everything, now I drug men…to rob them.” She was hungry and had no money, and now had murdered a man. She had no where to go, she had nothing. A sound behind her made her turn sharply and she saw just the flash of fist that hit her in the face. “Hi Bab’s, boss Arturo has a nice chunk a money on your pretty head, and its double if we bring him back…your head!” Barbara gasped for air, she felt the blood pouring from her nose and mouth and couldn’t talk. She staggered towards the doughnut shop and fell in the door. The owner was about to help her when he saw the two goons enter behind her. “Yo pops get lost, I think you need to go in the back room and you don’t see anything.” The doughnut shop manager ran in the back and slammed a door. One goon grabbed her by the hair and wrenched the T shirt she wore open. Her breasts bounced as he dragged her across the floor. “Nice rack, to bad we are the last to see it.” He lifted her in the air by her hair and tossed her across the room. She smashed onto a table and fell over a chair. Barbara got to her feet as fast as she could. She fell against the counter and grabbed a pepper shaker and swung and smashed it against one of the goons faces. “Arghhhh you fucking bitch, mother fucker!” The other goon grabbed a handful of hair and smacked her face against the counter. She cried in pain and scratched his hands. He yelled and backhanded her across the counter to the floor. Barbara tried to get up but was kicked in the ribs, then her hand was stomped on breaking her fingers. She pulled her hand under her and curled in the fetal position. “Its time sweetie, all your good looks, everything, gone.” He grabbed her hair and lifted her off the ground, she landed in front of a boiling oil vat and he began to slowly force her face in it. She screamed fighting him, her fingernails clawing his skin. But she was too weak, and her last thought was simple. “I give up.” He pushed her face in the boiling oil and the room echoed in a wet bubbly muffled scream. Chapter Five, Offer She could see light, just a little, her body ached, her face was bandaged, her hands couldn’t move, then she passed out. The next time she was blind, but could hear noises, people talking, then she passed out. One evening, she awoke, her face was bandaged, so was her hands. The room was dark and she could see a figure smoking a cigar. “Good evening Ms Cummings, are you in any pain, we can get you something if you are?” Barbara slowly shook her head no, and tried to talk. “Where, what happened, to me?” The man stayed in the darkness but she could see he was looking at her with kindness. “Well it seems two gentleman who work for someone you wronged in the past got revenge on you by burning your face in boiling oil. They wont be a bother anymore, they are sitting in their car at the bottom of the bay” Barbara touched her face, she had no feeling and her hands where bandaged. She began to cry. “Ms Cummings, I have a deal for you, something, unimaginable. How would you like to work for me, for my organization, a chance to make money, and get what you so much desire…revenge.” She remembered her face, the men who leered, she had men by the balls…now gone. “I am disfigured, I am a abomination, I am…destroyed!” She screamed and cried uncontrollably. The man motioned to a doctor who began to remove her facial bandages. “She tried to fight him, but her hands where numb and she screamed. “NO, NO, I DON’T WANT TO SEE IT!” In seconds, her face was free of the bandages, and she felt cool air on her skin. The doctor held the mirror up and she tried to look away but he moved the mirror with her. She went in shock, she was beautiful, she looked different, but more beautiful then she had ever been. “How, this is impossible, I was burned?” The man puffed the cigar and snubbed it out. “Ms Cummings, in L.U.S.T., we can do anything, we have the best scientist in the world.” She continued to stare, her skin was flawless, a scar she had as a child on her hairline was gone. She couldn’t talk, she looked at the man and just smiled. Then she was curious. “What is L.U.S.T.?” he stood still remaining in the dark and walked to a desk, taking a large envelope and tossing it to her. “L.U.S.T. is a clandestine organization private people hire for lets say, quiet security operations. The package has one hundred thousand dollars in it, you are to return to Delta City, get a new apartment, we will contact you, there is also, new ID in there.” “You now have new fingerprints, new face, and…new DNA. We can arrange for you to be a model again, all we ask is you work for us.” Barbara smiled, her face was still a little stiff but she smiled. “For what you have given me, I will do anything for L.U.S.T. “I am Number One, you do not have a designated number as of yet, you need to heal, then we will brief you, until then, relax and recover.” It took several weeks for Barbara to recover, she worked out and trained, and continually thought of revenge. One evening she sat by a pool reading when a man and tall black woman approached her. “I am Number Two, this is Number Four, we are your controllers for the mission. Barbara knew the rest wouldn’t last forever. She stood and walked with them into her room, Bruno licked his lips gazing at her perfect body. He had never seen an ass so perfectly sculptured, it jiggled under her bikini bottom. If at all possible, he would be rubbing that ass as soon as possible. Obsidian sat and opened a folder and motioned Barbara and Bruno to sit. “What do you know about the hero’s in Delta City?” Barbara thought for a moment, she had dealings with many of the hero’s. I can tell you anything about Ms Americana, Champion Girl and Azure Angel, but I don’t know much about the others.” Bruno looked at both, he tried to concentrate on the issue but looking at two sets of tits move up and down with their breathing clouded his mind. He finally cleared his head enough to answer. “Well a simple “help me” trap is always a good start. Both looked at Barbara and smiled, she looked concerned, there was one problem. “We have one snag, we need to make sure we get a hero who isn’t normal, human, we need a mutation, someone enhanced.” Barbara didn’t care, she now had a vendetta, any and all heroines, destroyed. Bruno stood and walked out, as he did he spoke over his shoulder. “I will arrange a kidnapping and torture, make sure the victim gets away with false information, then we will trap one of the costumed freaks. Chapter Six, Set Up Bruno moved quietly towards the Mayor Bristol’s office in city hall. He had been informed she would be working late in her office and he was aware she was good friends with many hero’s. He needed to scare her, hurt her then give her the false info. The door was locked but Bruno could pick any lock made. He quietly jimmied the lock and opened the door, inside with her back to him was the Mayor working on her computer. He moved silently, a knife in his hand. She didn’t have a chance, he held the knife to her throat and she froze. “PLEASE DON’T HURT ME, WHAT DO YOU WANT?” Bruno reached down and pawed one of her tits, he shoved his hand under her blouse and wrenched her breast out of the bra. She screamed and he held the knife closer to her skin. “Shut the fuck up bitch, you scream you die!“ Bruno pulled her from her chair by her tit and threw her to the ground. Before she could react, he had a ball gag and was shoving it in her mouth. He noticed that although she was an older woman, she was in good shape. She didn’t struggle as he pushed her over on her back and ripped open her blouse. She stared at him in horror as he pulled two fish hooks from his pocket, each with cord on them. Bruno pinched each nipple and pierced them with each hook. Blood spurted at him and splattered his face. Bristol screamed into her ball gag, she tried to thrash around but he held her in place. He stood and walked towards the door pulling the Mayor behind him. She moved on all fours or her nipples would be ripped open. When he got to the door, he moved behind her and flipped up her skirt and pushed her panties aside. She closed her eyes and knew what was next. He shoved two fingers in her and pulled on the cord. Although gagged, the Mayor screamed, the muffled sound turned Bruno on. He pushed and pulled his fingers brutally inside her body, then moved a thumb up and impaled her ass hole. She cried and fell on her face, the hooks pulled and made her bleed all the more. He unzipped his pants and dug out his ten inch cock. He smiled and grabbed her head pulling it to look at his dick. “Its all going in Mayor, ever have ten inches of man meat in you?” He moved behind her and shoved it in her. He pushed and shoved his dick her till he got most of it in. While he fucked her, he yanked on the cords to her nipples laughing as he did. Bristol cried and screamed into the gag. “God damn cunt, not bad nice and tight for an old bitch arghhh, you need to get fucked more often get this old cooch stretched.” He fucked her for an hour then he could feel the hot cum burning in his balls. He pushed one more time and let out a long wail and grunt and forced his cock in deep spewing cum inside her body. “Oh shit, yes, nice, not bad for a old broad, not bad at all.” He pulled out his wet cock and looked at her pussy. A stream of white jizz dripped out her lips and collected on the carpet. He stood and pulled out his cell phone, and began phase two. “Yea I’m done, old bitch was nice, tight like you said for a old broad. Ill meet you at the dairy, see ya.” Bruno walked past her then spun and kicked her in the face. The sound of her nose breaking made him smile. When she couldn’t hear any more sounds, Mayor Bristol called Champion Girl. Chapter Seven Trap Bruno stood in the darkness with twenty of L.U.S.T.’s best soldiers. Also beside him was Obsidian, and Barbara. He handed each a hand powered hypodermic jet injector gun. “Each has one dose of BHC so make sure you get close, and make skin contact then fire.” Outside the dairy, a L.U.S.T. van reported to Bruno that an incoming object was flying low and approaching the building. “Ok people, don’t know who it is, but she can fly, which narrows it down a bit.” He stopped talking when the van reported that the woman fit the description of Champion Girl. “Ok, its Champion Girl, ready assault maneuver three!” The soldiers all donned NOD (night observation devices) on their faces and Bruno extinguished the lights. All hid and waited for their prey. Champion Girl walked in the dairy slowly. She had got a call from Mindy Bristol, Mayor and her close friend and how she had been attacked and raped. Candice Graham was relaxing in her home when her private cell phone rang and she immediate changed to Champion Girl. There was only one dairy in the city and she was livid as to what was done to her friend. Instead of approaching the situation cautiously, she smashed down the door and charged in. The dairy was dark which made her aware that her power needed light to function, but she thought. “I have more then enough to deal with some punk rapist.” Her boot heels clicked and echoed in the large warehouse as she walked in. She moved to an open area when suddenly she was tackled from behind by several men. She grabbed each and tossed them in the air, her strength far more then theirs. One man fired a stun gun at her, the needles deflected off her shield. She smiled and reached out and caught him by the neck, with one yank, she hurled him across the warehouse. More and more men attacked and she was getting tired, she launched several solar blasts causing the men to scream and fall injured. But more attacked. One swung a baton and hit her in the back making her scream and fall to her knees. “Oh god, my solar power is weakening, need to get out!” She struggled to her feet and staggered towards the door. But a soldier tackled her and knocked her to the floor. He pawed her large breasts and laughed as he did. She took both his hands and broke the wrists making him scream at the top of his lungs. She again got to her feet and moved towards the door but was blocked by a attractive blonde. “Hi champion Girl, remember me?” Champion made two fists and moved towards the woman. “No but your in my way and I’m not in the mood for reunions.” She shoved Barbara out of the way and that’s what Esha wanted, as the heroine passed, Esha shot the drug into her arm. Champion Girl jumped at the sting and fell backwards to the floor. Esha leaned down and looked Champion Girl in the eyes. “Its me Esha, and now your fucked.” Champion Girl got back to her feet and immediately got dizzy. She rubbed her arm and walk unsteadily, she looked at Esha and blinked several times. “What did you do to me, what’s…wrrrrroooonnnng.” Champion Girl’s eyes rolled up into her head and she fell to the floor out cold, her body convulsing. Obsidian stood watching, unaware that Bruno had quietly stepped up behind her. He moved close and shot her in the back with his injector gun. She gasped and spun pointing the gun at him she touched it to his skin and pulled the trigger. It did nothing. She gagged and dropped the gun in shock, he smiled and pointed to the gun she had. “Remember, I gave out the guns, see yours is empty, but mine has two rounds in it. He aimed and touched her chest between her massive breasts and fired. The gun popped and Obsidian lurched forward into his arms. He slid his arms around her and pulled her close. “I always wanted to fuck you cunt, now I will.” She turned to look at him and passed out in his arms. Barbara saw him holding her and ran over to them. “What happened, is she ok?” Bruno slowly lowered her to the floor and shook his head. “I think she accidentally shot herself, I need to get her to a L.U.S.T. medical facility, you get the men to move the hero bitch to central study lab.” Barbara looked at Bruno suspiciously, but she was in no position to argue, she nodded and collected the men and had them toss Champion Girl in a van and all left. Bruno dragged Obsidian to a small room and tossed her in, then locked the door. He relaxed for about an hour when Obsidian awoke and moaned. He looked into the room from a small window in the door and watched the delicious African goddess stretch and groan. “Feels good huh, your body hot, on fire, bet you would love a nice hard dick huh?” Obsidian jumped to her feet and attacked the door, her nails clawing at the glass. “I’m going to fucking kill you when I get free!” Bruno grinned as he watched her shake her head, the drug was working. “You…mother fucker…god no, god I cant stop!” Obsidian began to rub between her legs, at first lightly, then rough. The van coursed through the city heading for the industrial area of town. Champion Girl lay in the back unconscious with a soldier guarding her and Barbara and a soldier sitting in the front. The soldier in the back kept watching Champion Girl’s tits rise and fall with her deep breathing. He reached out and slid his hand down her tan strong belly, and under the edge of her red panties. His fingers felt the soft down hair of her pussy and reaching further, the warm lips of her cunt. He took his hand out and pulled the panties down to her ankles. The soldier caught his breath at the site of her trimmed pussy, and the pink lips protruding out. He didn’t have time to fuck her, but he moved between her legs and stuck his tongue in her. The soldier pushed his face in and licked to his hearts content. She moaned and moved slightly her mouth opened and soft gasp came out. He ate her for a while then pulled her panties back up. Checking again, he saw the two watching the road and oblivious to him. He had only a few minutes so he pulled the red spandex top up and over her massive tits. Her breasts where topped with large brown nipples, both hard. He hungrily licked and sucked on them, squeezing and bouncing them in his hands. The van began to stop so he replaced her top and sat back with the taste of her pussy on his lips.