**************************************************************** Habits **************************************************************** 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, rape, and torture. PS, if your religious, don’t read this. Ch 1 The muffled sound of a woman gagged, a hand on her mouth echoed in the alley. Rain poured down upon the mans back and down his face as he grunted on top of the victim he had kidnapped. One hand was on her mouth the other on one of her ample tits under her blouse. He pushed and pushed his cock against her pussy but she kept forcing her legs together and stopping him. “Fucking bitch, god damn bitch, open your fucking legs!” The girl twisted her face and screamed making the man drive his fist into her stomach. Her scream abruptly ended as she gasped for air. It was all the interruption he needed, he felt his chance and stabbed his cock into her pussy. She screamed into his hand now in agony, she couldn’t stop it now, he drove his cock deep inside her body. The man laughed as he felt the hot pussy envelope his dick with her natural lubrications. “A fucking whore, that’s all you are ugh yesss!” She screamed and punched the man in the face with all her strength. His head jarred and he felt a tooth break in his mouth. “YOU FUCKING BITCH ARGHHHH!” The rapist head butt her face, once then twice, then over and over as hard as he could. In moments, she was unconscious. He growled and pounded the woman’s cunt now spitting blood and a tooth in her bleeding face. He shook and threw his head back and got a face full of rain as he came. He ejaculated deep in her vagina, shooting cum deep in her body. The rapist lay there panting and swallowing air, laughing between gulps. “Dumb cunt, now what, your messed up, and most likely knocked up!” He stood and steadied himself against the wall and looked down at her. He then noticed a shadow move behind him. He turned quickly and saw…a nun. She stood in the pouring rain, her black cover of her habit hiding her face. The man zipped up and staggered out to the street towards the nun. “What you looking at…sister…never seen anyone fucked?” The nun’s arm slowly rose from her black gown and a rosary slid down from her hand, on its end a large ornate crucifix. “What…you gonna pray for me sister…pray for Murry Hall?” The nun swung the rosary back behind her, the crucifix opened and blades popped out on all its sides. Murry didn’t see this, her movement so fast. He did feel the blades cut through his face, eyes, hands and throat as she attacked him. The nun dodged the spray of blood. He staggered, a gurgle sound escaped his lips, his hands clutching his neck. The nun walked to the woman and knelt next to her. Sister Marie looked up at the struggling man and finally spoke. “You’re a rapist and a murderer, your wounds are superficial, enough to weaken you, so you wont run.” Three other nuns joined her and with a struggle, they held the mob boss down and broke both his legs. He screamed and swung blindly. The man fell to his knees and gasped at the dark woman. “I…I…didn’t kill anyone you fucking bitch, do you know who I am!” The nun cradled the woman in her lap as the rape victim awoke. She saw the nun and began to cry. “You’re a murderer, a rapist gets one to fifteen years, but for murder, you get executed.” The nun quickly grabbed the rape victims chin and head and twisted, breaking her neck with a loud crack. The man stared in horror, then watched as Sister Marie joined the other nun’s and walked away. In the distance he could hear the sirens. “YOU BITCH…YOU FUCKING BITCH…I’LL TELL… I’LL TELL…A…nun…oh god, they wont believe me!” Ch 2 Specter Girl had ran on the roof tops to try and catch up to Murry Hall, a mob boss she had been following. He had left the Cathouse nightclub with a woman and she had lost them in the rain. She jumped between roofs then stopped when she heard someone screaming below. Hall lay in a puddle holding his eyes and throat, blood was everywhere. Next to him in the rain lay the woman he had left with, her body was face up, but her head was twisted completely around. “A NUN DID IT…A FUCKING NUN!” Specter Girl would have most likely figured he was drunk or insane but down the street walking quickly, she saw four nuns. The green heroine was off running again across the roofs, trying to catch the nuns. As the four turned a corner of an alley, all of them stopped, surprised at the sight of Specter Girl. “OK sisters…lets take a walk to the police, they may have some questions for you all.” The four immediate moved around her in combat stance. Specter Girl brought her hands up in a Kung Fu position, ready. One behind her swung a leg sweep which the heroine easily jumped and avoided. But it was a trick, as she was in the air, another sister dove at her, tackling her to the ground. The nun on top of Specter Girl reared back to punch her but screamed and jittered as the heroine shocked her with a stun unit she had built into her gloves. She pushed the nun off her and climbed to her feet only to see a small bible slide in front of her, thrown from another nun. The small book exploded and a gas surrounded Specter Girl. The heroine reached behind her to grab her small gas mask but found the pouch empty. The nun standing before her held it and laughed. Specter Girl could do nothing, she had inhaled the gas and everything spun, and went black. The nun she had shocked jumped on top of her and in a rage grabbed a handful of Specter Girl’s hair and began to savagely punching her in the face “WHORE…HARLOT…LOOK AT THE WAY YOU DRESS, A TRAMP!” The remaining nuns pulled the attacker off the unconscious heroine. “Stop Sister Meridith, we have to take her to Father Smith, she has seen us, she will go to the authorities.” Sister Meridith again seized Green Specter’s hair and dragged her down the alley to a large black car. Ch 3 “We did not want to leave a witness Father Smith, so we brought her to you, what shall we do with her. Father Smith stood on his pulpit and looked down at Specter Girl. The nuns had dragged her into the church and up onto the main altar. “It was correct to bring her here, she is a harlot like the rest of the so-called heroines. What did you use to subdue her?” Sister Kathryn smiled and pulled the cloak hood off her soaked habit, she was a beautiful woman of twenty-five flaming red hair. “I threw the King James at her, I figured it had enough gas to stop her.” Sister Ruth and the others laughed. Father Smith shook his head in disgust. “A tramp, tart, look at how she dresses, and people respect that, well..she will sleep through the night. Leave her there, we will deal with her in the morning.” The four nuns and the priest walked to the large oak doors of the church and closed them behind them. “Go to the convent, sleep, we will deal with this…thing in the morning.” The priest headed for the rectory and waved to the nuns. In the rectory, Smith walked down a long flight of spiral stairs to the basement. He removed his collar and frock, then stripped nude placing everything neat on a table. He shivered then walked to a large door, opened it and flipped a switch on the wall. Ahead, a rough cut tunnel lit up with old light bulbs hanging from spliced wires. He strolled down the tunnel to a ladder lit by a larger bulb. Climbing, he opened a metal hatch and climbed up behind his pulpit. “Such a harlot, you need punishment for your crimes, crimes against god.” Smith knelt and prayed over the unconscious body of Specter Girl. “God, help me to fill this woman with your love, guide my spunk to her soul so she can feel your power!” The priest grabbed Specter Girl’s hair and yanked her up into his arm’s then onto his shoulder. He carried her up closer to the wall and a huge cross hanging above. “Bless her, guide my hand so I can show her salvation.” Smith caressed Specter Girl’s cheek, then his hand slid down to one of her large breasts. He kneaded and pinched the green covered tit until he saw her nipple poking against the spandex. With a quick pull, he ripped her green bikini top off. Her large 36D breast’s bounced and jiggled before his hungry eyes. “The milk udders of a trollop, so large to feed the scum.” In moments, Father Smith had Specter Girl nude and at his mercy. The priest rolled her on her stomach and ran a finger up her ass crack. “Sodom was punished for crimes against god, it was destroyed, as you will be.” Smith spread her ass cheeks apart with one hand, then brutally shoved his finger up Specter Girl’s asshole. He grunted and pushed, twisting and digging his finger deeper. The heroine grunted lightly under a drug induced sleep, she cried out then passed out again. The priest pushed two, then four fingers inside her ass beating the heroines rectum. “Later, I will deposit spunk in here, but for now we need to free you with spunk in your womb.” With a tug, he pulled his hand free making a wet gush sound. Smith stood and moved behind the altar and retrieved a small silver incense jar, then lit it with a candle. The incense burned and produced a light blue smoke which Smith inhaled and smiled. He then put it next to Specter Girl and watched the smoke travel in her nostrils. “Yes…breath the incense, it will make you…feel good.” I found this while I was at the missions in Africa, its…special.” The teen heroine moaned and writhe on the floor. Smith put the incense next to her head then flipped her on her back and moved to look between her legs. He licked his lips watching her pussy begin to drip its juice. His fingers pinched her inner labia and pulled, stretching the pink skin. Her tiny glistening clit shined in the candle light. Smith ate and bit her pussy, drinking in all her pussy juice, his face covered in natural lubrication. “Ugh delicious…sweet…so young…deserving of gods cum.” The priest ate her for hours, biting and chewing on her pussy. His eyes locked on her large tits bouncing from his oral attack. He sucked one of her nipples and finger fucked her, listening to her moan and gasp. “Wet…your so wet, the incense makes you…want, need!” Specter Girl moaned lightly and her legs slowly opened. Smith climbed between them and thrust his cock in her wet pussy. The heroine gasped and arched her back and emitted a long guttural moan , then wrapped her legs around the priest. Smith closed his eyes and wheezed a long grunt. “Yes, Jesus give me strength, let me seed this whore with your truthful spunk!” The priest swung Specter Girl’s ankles on his shoulders and pounded into her as hard as he could. “Oh…God…yes…receive the lordssss sputem!” With his free hand Smith wrenched Specter Girl’s mask off. “Ha…ha…I know you …your Summer Morgan, daughter of that rich whore Axanna Morgan, I saw you ugh ugh at a fund raiser!” The priest dropped all his weight on Summer and kissed her lips, then licked her face. “I bet…ugh your mother is Green Specter…has to be… oh dear god I am cumming!” Smith quivered and shot hot cum deep inside Specter’s womb. He panted and lay there looking at her beautiful face, then he slipped her mask back on. His cock slowly shrunk and he rolled off her, staring at the ornate ceiling. “Your still a whore, but in time, with the lord helping me, we may turn you into a honorable woman.” Father Smith stood and used Specter Girl’s bikini top as a rag and wiped off his cock. He then re-dressed her and exited through the hidden hatch behind the altar. Ch 4 The following morning, Father Smith met the four sisters at the church. Sister Ruth knelt and looked closely at Specter Girl. “She reeks, she smells of…of…male abuse.” Sister Kathryn shook her head and closed her eyes. “This is what this city calls…hero, a whore, a woman who uses her body to capture criminals.” Father Smith was dressed for Sunday mass and he would have to let in the crowds soon. “Take the whore to the basement, lock her in the storage room with the thick oak door.” Sister Marie and Sister Ruth grabbed each of Specter Girl’s wrist and dragged her away. Smith called to them as they left the pulpit. “Remove her costume, but leave the mask, we are not interested in who she is, but she may have hidden weapons or devices on her person.” Smith conducted his services with no interruptions and had the enjoyment of marrying a couple later in the day. That evening, he sat in his kitchen with the nuns. “Sister Ruth and Sister Kathryn, it has been rumored that Murry Hall, the gentleman you met on the street has made bail. He is hiding somewhere, I will find out then you can visit him, he needs to be silenced.” Until then, two of his top drug dealers presently are staying in the Wilshire Arm’s hotel, room sixty-three…remove them.” Ruth began to place items in her habit’s pockets. A rosaries, several crucifixes, and a bible. Kathryn did the same and also a small bottle of holy water. “Sister’s, we are the justice of the streets now, Hall is our first malcontent to fall, bless you and god speed.” Both nuns departed and Father Smith and the others moved to the basement. Sister Marie could already hear Specter Girl screaming and fighting in the room. Smith moved close to the door and spoke. “Calm down you…you…harlot, if you cooperate, we will open the door.” “OPEN THIS FUCKING DOOR YOU ASSHOLE, IM NUDE…AND SOMEONE RAPED ME!” Smith covered his ears, as did both nuns. He motioned to Sister Meridith who slid a tray of food in the door as Smith opened it quickly. He locked it and stepped back. “FOOD…WHAT AM I A DOG…OPEN THIS DOOR…I AM A HEROINE OF THIS CITY!!!” The three walked upstairs and closed the cellar door. Smith excused the two sisters and walked to his private office. The Priest located Axanna Morgan’s office number on the internet and noted it down in his bible, then he walked to the basement. His services where complete for the day, and he felt the urge, the urge to fill the young whore with god’s love. Ch 5 Sister Ruth and Sister Kathryn quietly walked into the Wilshire and past the doorman. He should have stopped them but he smiled tipped his hat. “Evening Sister’s, odd place for you to be this evening.” Ruth smiled and held out a large bible. “A call from a resident, wanting some of God’s work, and we are available 24-7.” The doorman laughed and held the door open for the two Sister’s of God. Kathryn pressed the elevator button for the sixth floor and waited as Ruth shuffled in still smiling at the doorman. Both Jack Harris and Phil Romero hunched over the large mirror snorting cocaine. “Oh god damn this is good shit…fuck, why do we have to sell this?” Phil sat back and rubbed coke on his teeth, then lips. “Cause Murry says so, or we end up at the bottom of the bay.” The doorbell rang and Phil shook his head in anger. “Better be my fucking dinner, shit waiting over an hour!“ He lumbered to the door and looked through the peep hole. Sister Ruth pulled out a silenced Welrod pistol and fired through the glass peep hole. Jack jumped and screamed as the peep hole cylinder and Phil’s brain splattered all over the room. He fumbled for his gun but dropped it under the couch he sat on. Outside, Sister Kathryn opened her bible and removed a large host from a page. She kissed the disk and slipped it under the door. “Body of Christ.” The disk smoked slightly then lightly popped into a mist. Jack watched the mist float around the room and could immediate smell something odd. Sister Ruth lit a small offering candle and pushed the tiny flame through the blasted out peep hole. The mist ignited and the room flumed with a fuel air burst. Jack Harris’ lungs seared, he couldn’t breath he fell gasping. Ch 6 Both sisters casually walked to the elevator, which opened as they approached. The doorman and two goons exited and immediate opened fire on the sisters. Father Smith stood outside the storage room which contained Specter Girl. “I know who you are…Summer Morgan…and I have a phone in my hand and will call all the newspaper’s in the city and tell them who you are…and your mother.” Specter Girl stood motionless, she made no sounds. Smith smiled and hid the small incense jar out of sight, then tapped some random numbers on his phone. Specter Girl could hear the tones and immediate jumped to the door. “NO, no…please don’t, we are heroines, we only help, you will ruin my mom.” Smith closed the phone and unlocked the door. “If you fight, if you do not cooperate, I will call.” Specter Girl saw the door open but she wouldn’t come out. “I…I am nude, my costume, please.” Smith pulled a chair over and sat in it facing the room. “I have seen you nude, and blessed you with my holy spunk, no need to hide now. ” Specter ran out in a rage but stopped in shock seeing the priest. “Your…you’re a priest?” “Yes I am whore, and I and my sisters have decided to take matters into our and God’s hands.” Specter Girl stood stunned, she was numb as Smith stood and cupped one of her breasts in his hand. “You are a young temptress, the devil is in you, and only with Jesus and God’s sperm can you be truly free of evil.” Specter wanted to break his hand, hit him, kill him, but she did nothing. “Please don’t touch me…I need to use the toilet.” Smith motioned to a toilet bowl sitting alone in a corner with no stall. He then stood and stared at her as she sat. Specter was mortified but finished and walked to the priest. Smith lit the incense and in a short time, the room had a light blue haze to it. Specter felt hot, her skin burned and she began to sweat. “What…www..is that?’ The priest stood and walked behind her, his hands wrapped around her sensual body. “It is a rare incense I found in Africa when I was touring the missions there. It makes men feel viral, and women…feel very good.” Specter shook as a spasm raced through her body. Smith slid one hand between her legs and felt her soaking wet pussy. Specter Girl’s head rolled around and her knees buckled under her. The Priest held her, his hands on her large tits. “Oh heavenly father, please grant me the strength and endurance to fill this wayward whore with your joy.” The heroine grinned and spun out of his grasp, then fell on her knees. “You jjjjust want to f…fuck me, I have no protection…you will get me pregnant.” Father Smith unzipped his pants an\dug out his erect cock. “Maybe we should deposit the lords spunk in your mouth.” Specter shook her head and cried out, her hands warding him off. “I wont suck that nasty thing…you…monster!” Smith walked to her, his cock bouncing toward her face. “You will suck and drink the sperm of god, or I will destroy your mother, a priest on national television, she will never recover.” The young heroine closed her eyes and encircled Smiths cock with her lips. She could taste the salt of his sweat and the bitter flavor of pre-cum. He threw his head back and emitted a long groan, then pumped his dick in her mouth. Specter did her best not to gag but Smith was slamming the back of her throat and she felt sick. She thought of a trick Got Gal had taught her and tried to keep the tip of his dick aimed down her throat. When he would ejaculate, she wouldn’t taste it because it would miss her tongue. But Smith had other ideas. He grunted, grunted and pulled out just enough and hot salty cum splashed on her tongue. He came shooting thick white squirts and Specter gagged. Smith pinched her nose and held her head roughly. “Swallow it, swallow the cream which will make you born again!” Specter cried, tears welled up in her eyes as the cum slid down her throat. The priest walked to a sink, washed his cock and tossed a towel to her. “The Sisters will return soon, you will cooperate, give me a phone number to reach your mother.” Specter Girl was about to refuse, then thought of his threat, she told the priest her mother’s cell number. Ch 7 Sister’s Ruth and Kathryn retreated into the smoldering room and took cover. Ruth swung out of the door and shot her silenced auto at the group. One goon was hit in the throat, then his forehead. Kathryn looked around for Harris’ handgun in a nearby bedroom but was shocked when Harris, still fighting for air, smashed a chair across her back. The nun fell to the floor out cold, and Harris gave one final gasp and died. Ruth shot her last shot and spun to move back into the apartment. She couldn’t find Kathryn anywhere and the goons where running up the hallway. The nun turned as the doorman ran in the doorway shooting a sawed off shotgun. Ruth stumbled backwards and crashed out the window screaming. “Missed but the bitch fell out the window, serves her right.” Falling, Ruth reached for her shoulder and a small trigger under her habit. She extended her arm and pulled the trigger. A metal Jesus exploded from her wrist, a monofilament line attached to the nail in his feet. Jesus shattered a window, blasted through a door and landed in a hallway. When the line went taught, Jesus ripped back through the door and caught on a carpet, then the window frame. Ruth stopped suddenly and swung smashing through a window and landing on a bed. “Oh…thank you Jesus.” The doorman hooked his foot on Kathryn’s shoulder and rolled her over on her back. He put the muzzle of his shotgun in her mouth and was about to pull the trigger. “Hey Lou, don’t…you know Murry would want to do that.” The doorman stood and propped the shotgun on his shoulder. “Get this…nun downstairs to the van.” Sister Ruth returned to the church and began to cry as she entered. “FATHER SMITH…WE FAILED…SISTER KATHRYN WAS CAPTURED!” Smith ran from behind the pulpit and held the shaking nun. “Its going to be alright, she has a tracker on, we will find and rescue her.” He sat the nun in a pew and walked to his office. “I need to make a phone call, then we will go.” Ch 8 Sister Kathryn shook her head and groaned, slowly awakening. She was tied to a chair and Murry Hall sat in front of her in a wheelchair, both his legs in casts. “Yea funny huh, very fucking funny. Well when I am through with you, broken legs will be the least of your problems.” The nun showed no emotion, nothing, she stared at the wall and ignored the mob boss. Hall rolled close to her and suddenly struck out and slapped her face. “DON’T IGNORE ME BITCH, NUN OR NOT YOU ARE GOING TO PAY!” The boss rolled back and motioned behind her. Sister Kathryn turned as best she could and saw two men, both armed with baseball bat’s. She turned forward and closed her eye’s, she didn’t want to see what they would do. “Lou, Tony, teach this…nun…what happens when you fuck with me.” Both goons simultaneously swung their bat’s and shattered Sister Kathryn’s knees. The nun screamed and shook violently in the chair, her face a look of total terror. “Yea how’s it FEEL cunt, you holy bitch!” Hall laughed and pushed himself from the wheelchair to a couch. “Guy’s…fuck the bitch, fuck her then fuck her up.” Sister Kathryn screamed as she was untied and hands ripped at her habit. “NO…NOO…LEAVE ME ALONE!” Tony ripped the coif which covered her head, then the white cowl beneath releasing her mane of red hair. “Eh a looker, not bad for a fucking nun, hey Lou see what the tits look like.” Lou jammed his hand down her scapular, then grabbed some material. With a mighty yank, he ripped open the front of her habit and eyed beautiful 38D breast’s held in a plain cotton bra. “Hey nice, big, not bad for a nun.” Sister Kathryn closed her eyes, cried and prayed. Tony grabbed her wrist and hauled her off the chair. Kathryn screamed in agony as her broken legs twisted and shifted. Lou laughed and stepped on her knees making her shriek. On the floor, Lou tugged and pulled until her habit slid down her thighs, then off. Tony knelt on her wrist and grabbed the bottom of her bra with both hands. He grinned at Murry and ripped the brassier free. Two large firm tits bounced and jiggled before the men. Kathryn began to cry out loud, she couldn’t control herself anymore and thoughts ran through her head. “Dear god no man had ever seen her nude, oh god help me, don’t let them take my virtue.” “NO, NOOO, I’LL DO ANYTHING…PLEASE GOD NO!” Murry waved his hand and both men stopped. “Anything, Ok, they wont break ya cherry, but…I want a number, a number a name, who’s your boss?” Sister Kathryn sobbed and told Hall Father Smith’s cell phone number. Sitting in his office, Smith concentrated on his lap top and located Sister Kathryn on his map tracker. He made a note of the address and was about to leave when his cell phone chirped. “He…hello?” “Well well, so the nuns got a guy runnin them, well asshole, I want all the nuns and you here in two hours or little Kathryn is dead!” Smith almost dropped the phone and sat down in shock. “Um wait…um, I have a deal for you…how about a trade?” “Trade, what you got that I could possibly want?” Smith closed his eyes and forced himself to talk. “I can give you Specter Girl, I know you want her, she has been a thorn in your side, I have her…a trade…Ok?” Hall licked his lips and sat upright. “You got Specter bitch, Ok, a trade, I get the Specter you get Kathryn alive, and you and the other religious freaks never interfere with me…understand!” Smith agreed and although he had an address, Hall gave him directions to another location in the warehouse area of the city. The priest closed the phone and walked into the church. Sister’s Marie, Ruth and Meredith stood waiting, a look of concern on each face. “We are going to trade Specter Girl for Sister Kathryn tonight at eleven, I would rather not deal with such scum, but I do not want Sister Kathryn harmed.” Sister Marie shook her head no and made fists with her gloved hands. “If we give them Specter, they will just kill Sister Kathryn, we cant give in to their demands.” Smith was already moving towards the basement and Specter Girl. “I have no choice, it’s a trade or Kathryn will die.” Hall dropped the phone and laughed at Kathryn. “Nice boss, he is going to trade Specter Girl for you, I like that trade.” Kathryn still stood nude, held by Lou and Tony. “And me, please, you said I would keep my purity.” Hall smiled and opened his robe, his cock hard, its head purple and ready. “No, I said Lou and Tony wouldn’t break ya cherry, I didn’t say anything about me.” Lou and Tony lifted Kathryn in the air and carried her towards Murry. Kathryn screamed and fought with all her strength, her eyes gaped open with terror. “NOO NOO, NOT MY VIRGINITY…DEAR GOD HELP MEEEEE!” Both goons, lifted her over Hall and positioned the nun’s pussy over the throbbing cock. “Do it boys, ram the cunt down!” Kathryn screamed which turned into a shriek as Murry’s cock split her pussy lips, then her hymen broke. “Arghhh shit bitch is tight, hey how’s it feel Kathy…no more virgin, no more cherry.” Kathryn’s body went limp, she gave up, all was lost. The goons lifted her then rammed her back on their bosses cock. Hall smiled and swiped his finger against his wet cock and wiped virginal blood on Kathryn’s tits. “Your broke, now your just a cunt, a whore!” Hall viciously grabbed her breasts and used them to pull her down on his cock harder. In moments, he grunted and pulled himself up to face her. His eyes closed and he yelled in her face as he came. “Arghhhh yesss, filled with cum, I think I may have made a nun Prego!” He fell back and gasped for air, his cock softening inside her. “Ok boys, take the…Sister…in the other room…and fuck her silly.” Kathryn came to her senses and screamed and struggled as the goons carried her out. Hall relaxed with another drink and cigar and listened to his goons rape the nun. Ch 9 Specter Girl walked out of the room and saw the priest with her costume. “Get this on, and come with me.” The heroine donned her costume and looked at the priest curiously. “Are you setting me free, where are we going?” Smith picked up her mask off the floor and handed it to her. In his hand hidden, a stun gun. He touched the heroine with the metal prongs and Specter Girl yelped, quivered then fell trembling. Father Smith slid her mask on, then held a rag over her face. Specter Girl was all to familiar with the scent of chloroform. “Why…please…not my identity, my mother…noooo.” The young heroine fell backwards unconscious. “No I wont reveal who you or your mother are, but I fear when Hall gets you, your going to die.” Smith picked Specter Girl up in his arms and carried her to his car, the nuns following. Lou walked in from the other room zipping his pants and dripping sweat. Hall could still hear Sister Kathryn screaming. Lou wiped his brow and poured a drink at the bar. “Tony is doing her ass, she is a fighter, but he got it in after I slapped her around.” Hall rolled in his wheel chair to the door and saw Kathryn bent over the end of a couch. Tony slammed his cock in her anus with all his might grunting and laughing. Hall took the drink from Lou and rolled away. “When Tony is done, I want you to take Kathy there to the storage warehouse, you know number nine.” “When you get there…there is something I want you to do.” Several hours later, Smith drove his Cadillac to the address Hall gave him and stepped out of the car. He looked at the other nun’s and waved his finger. “No one follows, you stay put until I return.” The priest lifted Specter Girl from the trunk and carried her into the warehouse. Inside it was dark but Smith could make out someone standing several yards in front of him. “Hello…I have Specter Girl.” Lou moved slowly forward until he was just in the light shining down from a skylight. “Gives her to me, you nun is out back.” Smith handed the heroine over to the goon and ran for the exit Lou had pointed to. The priest ran out and stopped in his tracks almost falling. Sister Kathryn had been crucified nude on two huge wooden crossbeams. She hung from a crane and spun in circles. “Oh dear god…no.” He stood beneath but couldn’t reach her but he smiled when she spoke. “Please get…me down!” Smith ran to the warehouse but Lou was gone and he had sealed Specter Girl’s fate, she was going to die. He got the nun’s and after seeing their friend, he calmed them down and released Sister Kathryn. Sister’s Marie, Ruth, and Meredith sat in a small coffee shop across the street from Delmar Hospital. The owner had graciously gave them coffee and pastry, no charge after hearing about Sister Kathryn’s condition. They watched Father Smith walk across the street and enter the shop. “She will recover, the nails they used on her hands and feet where small, but…they raped her and broke both her leg‘s.” All the sister’s gasped and shook their heads. “Sister’s, we need to get back to the church and change your habits.“ Ch 10 Tony tapped the needle full of LSD getting the air out of the fluid, then plunged it in Specter Girl’s arm. She stared at the needle in terror and fought Lou’s grip, but she couldn’t break free. The drug vanished into her body. Lou released her and she spun into a combat stance, then staggered. “You…y…don’t touch me…oh shit…help…me.” Specter fell in Tony’s arms looking at him with drool dripping from her mouth. He slid his hands around her costume covered 36D breasts and rubbed her nipples through the green material. “You like that bitch, does it feel good?” Specter closed her eyes and let out a long gasp. “Oh yessss, oh it feels so good.” Lou walked behind her and casually reached around and kneaded her breast’s as well. Tony gazed at her latex covered jug’s, then pinched a nipple through the material. “Ahhhh, yes…mmm…feeeels sooo gooood.” Lou undressed and motioned to Tony. The goon pushed Specter Girl to the middle of the room and dropped his clothes off as well. Specter stared into space, her eyes gaping open looking at unseen shapes and colors. Lou spun a chair around backwards and sat watching the heroine, Tony sat on the floor and spoke. “Specter Girl…take your costume off, we wanna see you naked.” Specter spun hearing him and gawked at him, smiled and hooked her thumbs in her panty bottoms. She pushed them down and let them fall to her ankles. Lou licked his lips seeing her ass and pink pussy lips poking out. Tony laughed and caught the panties as she kicked them at him. “I…I shouldn’t be naked…I’m a heroine…but its fun!” Tony sniffed the bottoms and closed his eyes smelling the sweat and musk of her cunt. Surprisingly, Specter remained balanced as she unzipped one then another boot, tossing them aside. She staggered a bit then deftly unhooked her bra top and it fell off, her large 38D tits bouncing as she walked. “I got big tits…guys say I got big tits…oh I feel so weird.” Both goons where happy, but they sat in shock as Specter Girl flipped off her mask and dropped it on the floor. Both men looked at each other, then back at the heroine. “Hi…hi…my name is Summer… Summer Morgan…oh…I can see color’s wow colors!” Lou stood and slid his hands around Summer and kissed her. His tongue and hers licked and entwined. Summer returned the kiss and felt like she was on fire. Tony moved behind her and pushed his hand between her legs and spread her labia apart. “I…shouldn’t do this…oh god it feels so good…I want to feel goooood.” Tony shoved one, then two fingers deep in her cunt feeling her juice run down his hand. Lou continued to kiss her, then kissed down her neck to her breasts. Summer fell to her knees and seeing Lou’s cock bobbing in front of her she stared at it and smiled a odd smile. Lou seized her hair and shoved his dick into her mouth. Summer pulled on the skin stretching it back and licked his cock head. She swallowed the cock as far back in throat as she could and pumped it with her hand. “Oh shit she is deep throating me!” Tony grasped her hips and set her in doggy position and immediate thrust his cock in her pussy. The heroine gasped and choked on Lou’s dick, which he slammed into the back of her throat. Tony laughed hearing Summer gag with each thrust. She would turn red not getting any air, then Lou would release her gasping for oxygen. “Get out of meeee your raping meeee…oh god it feels good, but I am a heroine, oh wow everything is glowing!” Tony filled his hand with Summer’s blonde hair and he yanked her up to him. Lou slipped under her as Tony pulled his wet cock out of her pussy and viciously impaled her ass. Lou slid his cock in her wet pussy and both men double penetrated her. Summer grit her teeth and screamed feeling her ass stretched open. “OH AH ARGH IT HURTS…IT HURTS!” Tony smiled and still holding her hips, rammed himself into her making her scream louder. Lou could feel his dick hitting Tony’s inside Summer’s body. They both pounded her simultaneously making her scream even more. Summer’s eyes rolled up in her head and she mumbled incoherently. Both men fucked her for over an hour till Tony came. “SHIT IM CUMMING…IM CUMMMMIIINNNGG…ARGHHHH!” He thrust his cock in as deep as he could, squirting hot sperm in her womb. Hearing his friend orgasm, Lou bit Summer’s shoulder making her bleed as he came filling her rectum with jizz. Both men fell over and stood leaving Summer in a puddle of sweat and cum. Lou walked to a gym bag he had near the bar and grabbed a disposable camera. He pulled Summer on her back and slid her mask back on then took several pictures of her with and without her mask. Ch 11 Tony knelt down next to her and shook her head roughly to get her coherent. “Who is Green Specter…who is your partner bitch?” Summer’s eyes fluttered and she mumbled and cried. “My ass hurt’s…it burns.” Lou reared back and backhanded her across the face. Summer’s head flew back and hit the floor . She yelped but the LSD coursing through her body made her giggle. “Gr…Green is my mother…my mother Axanna…don’t hit me please!” Both men knew who she was now, she was the daughter of Axanna Morgan, manager of the Delta City Tribune. Lou found her mask and slid it back on. “We cant tell Murry, this is to fucking good to share with him, we are going to be fucking rich.” Tony smiled and stood getting dressed. “We can blackmail that Axanna to do anything, shit I want to fuck her, you ever see her body?’ Lou dressed as well and nodded. “I don’t care what Murry does with this cunt, we are out of here as soon as we can.” When both men where dressed, Lou picked up Specter Girl and carried her to a closet and tossed her and her costume in. He locked the door and both men departed the home. Ch 12 The figures ran across the lawn of Murry Hall’s home, darting from tree to tree. The Sister’s now had tight black stretch one piece costumes on with a red crucifix emblazoned on each. They moved quickly to the house. Three Doberman Pincer’s ran at the nun’s snarling. Sister Ruth ran at the first one and at the last second dropped into a roll. The dog saw her and jumped in the air only to be clothes lined by Sister Marie breaking its neck. The second dog moved to attack Sister Ruth but Sister Meredith flung a crucifix shaped knife which hit the dog in the head killing it. The third dog ran at Ruth who aimed and fired the Jesus tether cannon. It flew through the dog’s open mouth and exited the back of its head. She pulled the Jesus figure free and it retracted. Murry Hall had fallen asleep in his den watching television. He didn’t see or hear the Sister’s enter the home. Sister Meredith slapped Hall across the face watching him fall from his wheelchair. “Wake up sinner, time to repent.” Hall screamed and struggled to sit up. “WHAT THE FUCK, WHO THE FUCK, JESUS CHRIST WHAT IS IT WITH YOU FUCKING BITCHES?” Sister Ruth snap kicked Hall in the face making the mob leader spit out blood. “Don’t take the lord’s name in vain.” Hall scrambled for his wheelchair and a pistol he had on it. Sister Marie smiled and dropped each bullet on the floor at his face from the gun. “No little man, no gun for you, its time to pay for your sin’s.” Murry laughed and sat up pointing to the nun’s. “You…you aint got the gut’s to do shit!” Sister Ruth held a large crucifix in front of Hall, as she kissed it, a long blade slid from inside it and locked into place. She glanced down and smiled her best haloed smile. “We are going to go Old Testament on you, its John the Baptist time.” Specter Girl finally unlocked the closet door and fell out on the floor. She was still slightly under the LSD’s effect but she could concentrate and knew she was in Murry Hall’s home. It took her some time to dress and stagger up the stairs to scream at the sight she saw. Murry Hall had been decapitated and his head placed on a silver serving platter. Specter knew she needed to escape or the police may suspect she had something to do with the murder. She ran from the home and worked her way home. Ch 13 Axanna Morgan climbed from her car in the underground parking garage of the Delta City Tribune. She collected her coffee, iPhone and brief case and turned to see two men now standing, staring at her. “Yes…um..can I help you?” Lou grinned and looked her over, his tongue licking his lips. “Yes you can Ms Morgan, or should we call you Green Specter.” Axanna dropped her coffee on the asphalt and her mouth gaped open. Tony ogled her huge tits barely being held in by her white dress shirt. “Yea, we know your Green Specter, and we have a deal for you…you do what we say or your paper will get one hell of a tip.” Axanna began to sweat, her lip quivered and she didn’t realize it but she was trembling. “Your mistaken, I am not Green Specter, we may look similar but I am not some crazy super heroine gallivanting the streets.” Lou held up the pictures of Summer and grinned. “She say’s otherwise, gonna be kinda dangerous for your daughter when we tell all the underworld her identity, and yours.” What little strength Axanna had drained seeing her daughter. Axanna had heard from Summer and was told she had been abducted but escaped, she must have been interrogated and revealed their secrets. She was now terrified at the thought of the multitude of crime bosses and thugs and what they would do. Axanna couldn’t control her emotion…she cried. “Look Lou, little Green Specter is crying…bitch when we are through with you, crying will be the least thing you do.” Axanna breathed in a long breath and sighed looking at the men. “What…what do you want?” Lou walked up to her and took her brief case and tossed it back in her car. Tony grabbed her purse and fished around till he found her check book. “First your gonna write us a check for lets say twenty grand to start.” Axanna shook visibly and jumped as Lou slid his hands under her dress coat and caressed her tits. “Then we are all going to a motel, to…celebrate.” To be continued.