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Habit 2
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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.  If you are religious, um don’t read it either.

Ch1

Axanna Morgan stood shaking in the middle of the hotel room. 
 Lou Labonti lay on the bed counting cash, his friend Tony
 Ferpo cracked open a bottle of champagne.  Lou tossed a
 pack of fifties to Tony and relaxed on the bed.  “Where is your
 costume…is it under your clothes?”  

Axanna didn’t speak, she remained as motionless as possible
.  “I asked you a question bitch…answer!”  Axanna closed her 
eyes and spoke with terror in her voice.  Its…in the trunk of my 
car.”  Tony walked behind her whispered into her ear, the smell 
of her perfume intoxicated him.  “Ya know…your daughter is…
one…awesome…fuck!”

Axanna’s fist clenched with rage, the thought of these scum
 touching her Summer was unbearable.  “Oooo I think she is
 pissed Tony!”  The mob soldier moved in front of her and thumbed
 through the cash.  “Thanks for the money, this is just the beginning,
 we are going to have one hell of a good time.”

Lou grabbed a pack of cigarettes from his coat, lit one and handed
 it to Axanna.  She jumped as his hand got close and moved away
 from him.  “I…don’t smoke.”  Tony grabbed a handful of her soft 
blonde hair and pushed her back towards Lou.  “You smoke 
now…take it and smoke.”

Axanna took the cigarette with a trembling hand and puffed it.  Lou
 watched her and smiled.  “It turns me on, a woman who smokes,
 see your getting me hard.”  Lou unzipped his pants and his ten
 inch cock popped out hard and ready.  “Soon, I’m gonna fuck you
 with that…does that scare you?”  

Axanna closed her eyes the moment she saw the huge dick.  As
 much as she tried to calm down, remember who she was, it didn’t
 work.  They had her, her secret was in their hands and she and
 Summer would die if they revealed it.

“I’m…I’m not scared of either of you…you can hurt me, I am concerned
 for my daughter.”  Tony upended the champagne. Drank some 
and handed it to Axanna.  “Drink…and don’t stop till I tell you…now!”
  She dropped the cigarette butt in the ash tray and drank some of
 the wine.  

As she lifted the bottle, Tony gabbed it and held it up.  “Finish it…
drink it all, you’re a high and mighty newspaper woman, its champagne
…drink it!”  Axanna gulped as fast as she could, then choked on 
the last mouthful.  

Tony pulled the empty bottle from her and staggered away laughing, 
listening to her cough.  He snatched another bottle from the ice and
 handed it to her.  “Open it and drink.”  Axanna shook her head and
 refused.  “No, you wont get me drunk, do what your going to do and
 get it over with!”  

Tony swung and smashed the Dom Perignon across the back of her
 head.  Axanna screamed and fell holding her head.  “YOU DON’T 
SAY NO TO US…GOD DAMN BITCH!”  Axanna got to her knees and
 felt the hot blood dripping down her neck.  Tony tossed the bottle
 neck into the trash and again grabbed her hair.  

“Get the fuck up, on your feet…now!”  Lou cracked up laughing and 
began to pull on his cock.  “Look Ax…don’t piss him off, he is a fucking 
psycho!”  The room was spinning to Axanna as she struggled to her
 feet.  

Tony shoved another bottle in her hands and pushed it towards her
 mouth.  “Now fucking DRINK!”  The heroine sobbed and drank the 
wine, first a little, then seeing Tony get closer, she drank large gulps.
  In time she drank two bottles on her own and was drunk.  

Lou climbed off the bed and turned her to face him.  She mumbled
 some words and tried to push him away.  “You…your going to rape
 meeee, don’t touch me pleaseee!”  The goon smiled and caught
 her wrists, holding her arms behind her.  

He pulled Axanna in close and lightly kissed her neck.  “You smell
 so good, do you perfume your pussy?”  She cried out feeling the 
vulgar intrusion of his lips on her neck.  Tony had positioned himself
 behind her and reached around cupping each of her 38DD breasts.

“Mmmm these feel better then Summer’s, bigger, much more firm.”
  Axanna tried to remove his hands but was suddenly stunned by a 
open hand slap across the face from Lou.  “Look bitch, you do what
 we say, anything we say, and no problems…got it!”  

Axanna’s face burned from the slap.  Normally she would have began
 fighting these scum, but she had no choice, no control.  Tony grinned
 over her shoulder to Lou and continued to massage her tits.  Lou 
walked to a table near the bed and carefully picked up a tiny piece
 of paper.

The paper was one quarter the size of a stamp and Lou had to be
 careful.  One side was black, the other white, the later which he put
 on the tip of his tongue.  He grabbed Axanna and kissed her, his 
tongue licking hers and depositing the pip of paper.  

She was about to bite his tongue but all she could think of was Summer
 being tortured and killed.  She closed her eyes and kissed back.

Lou continued to kiss Axanna, letting his hands rub her firm round ass.
  Tony sat and snorted several lines of coke and drank more wine.  
Axanna stopped kissing and stumbled backwards against a table.  
A sudden rush ripped up her spine and she shook.  

Lou grinned and could see the acid he had slipped her was kicking 
in.  Axanna stared at him, her eyes gaping open, the pupils gone. 
 “I feel funny…oh um…I feel ugh.”  Tony wiped his nose and took a s
mall mirror to her and held it under her nose.  “Snort…it will make 
you feel goooood.”  

She stared at the thin lines and had no idea what it was, she was lost,
 her mind numb.  The goon brought the gold tube to her nostril and
 pushed her head.  “Snort…its easy!”  Axanna snorted and fell back
 shaking her head.  “Oh…god…my face is numb, oh it taste…ugh!”  

In moments everything in Axanna’s world was spinning.  She stood
 and did nothing as Lou unbuttoned her blouse.  Tony unzipped the
 zipper on the hip of her pants and let them fall to the floor.  She 
grinned a drug induced smile and watched Lou unhook the clasp 
between the cups of her pink lace bra.  

Her 38DD breasts stood out proud against Lou’s hands.  He cupped
 each globe and rubbed her nipples making them instantly hard. 
 Axanna staggered, feeling a tickle as Tony slipped her pink lace 
thong down her legs.  She was stripped nude.  Her eyes closed and
 the floor seemed to drop away.  Tony slid his hands under her arms 
and lifted her to the bed.  

Lou climbed on the bed and rubbed his cock against her mouth.  
“Open up, suck it, suck it bitch.”  Axanna gladly parted her lips and 
tasted the salty pre cum which dripped on her tongue.  The goon slid
 his penis in and moaned as she began to suck it.  

Tony moved between her warm creamy thighs, seeing the perfect patch
 of triangle blonde hair.  “Mmmm, Green Specter’s pussy, Lou we got
 it made, she is our fucking sex slave, and she is fucking rich!”  Lou had
 his eyes closed and was in heaven having his dick sucked.  “Yea, we
 keep feeding her the blow, she will be hooked in no time.”

Tony used his thumbs and parted her pussy lips.  He leaned forward and 
licked his way up the lips to her clit, then chewed on it.  Axanna groaned
 and arched her hips against his face, grinding into his tongue.  Tony
 ran his hand under her ass, and pushed his thumb against her asshole,
 then worked it in.  

He pulled away from her dripping pussy and looked at it with glee.
  “I cant stop smiling, we got Green Specter in bed, we are rich, and how
 she gonna fight crime doped on coke!”  Lou laughed with his friend and
 began to knead Axanna’s tits.  “Yea, next, we need to video a fuck session,
 with her mask on, sell it to a internet porn site!”

Tony moved up the bed and faced Axanna who stared at him, lost in a sea 
of drugged euphoria.  Lou moved aside and drank more wine.  Tony
 leaned down and kissed Axanna and at the same moment, sunk ten
 inches of dick in her pussy.  The heroine closed her eyes and let out a 
long gasp into his mouth, then grunt.  

Tony arched his back and yelled in the air.  “Fuuccck, she is hot, god so
 wet and tight!”  Lou sat back and watched Tony mercilessly fuck her for
 hours, then took his turn.  Both men fucked Axanna Morgan over and over all night.

Ch 2 

Axanna awoke under a blanket with every muscle in her body aching. 
 She slowly pushed the material aside and cleared her vision to see Tony
 asleep on a chair and Lou in bed asleep next to her.  Her hair was
 matted in sweat and cum and the taste of semen was in her mouth.  

The heroine slid out of the bed and almost fell from weak muscles.  She
 didn’t know what day it was or where her clothes where.  Axanna found
 her purse and shoes then jumped when Tony spoke.  “Yea you can get 
dressed, leave, but we will call you when we want…more.”  

“Fuck you Tony…you have me now…but you wait.”  The goon stood and
 moved on Axanna quickly, grabbing her hair.  “Listen cunt, your days of 
being a hero are over, your now my new girlfriend.  You don’t go out in that
 fucking costume ever anymore.” 

Axanna looked at him stunned, her mouth agape.  The goon walked back
 and sat down, kicking her clothes to her.  “You heard me bitch, when I go
 out your on my arm, when I have a party, your dressed to the nines 
and…on my fucking arm.”

Lou stirred and smiled, waking with a raging hard on.  “Yea you’re his bitch, 
but to me your just a fuck toy…get used to it.”  Axanna pulled her panties 
on and retrieved her brassier.  “Please…Ok…you got me, just don’t touch
 my daughter…please.”  

Tony stood and stretched, looking at the now dressed woman.  “You keep
 being nice…provide the cash when we say…and your secret is safe.  Give 
me any shit…and she and you are…dead.”

The heroine stood and picked up her purse, fumbling to find her car keys.
  Lou laughed and jingled the keys.  “Um…the Porsche is mine now, you 
can get a cab or bus.”  Tony reached behind the chair and lifted her black 
leather bag she carried her costume in.  “Yea and this is mine…you wont
 be needing it.”

Axanna stared…then walked out.

She walked down the street covering her eyes from the sun.  In time she
 found a pay phone and called Summer.  “S…Summer…I need help…
we need to talk.”

Ch 3

Father Smith walked among the people kneeling and praying.  He placed
 a host on each tongue and whispered “Body of Christ” as each closed
 their mouth.  He stopped with a start seeing Summer Morgan on her
 knees glaring at him.

The Priest skipped past her and continued until he was finished.  He
 completed the service and walked out a small alcove to his office. 
 Inside, he jumped seeing Summer sitting, waiting.  “The goons who 
protected Murry now know my and my mothers secret identity…its all your
 fault!”

Father Smith  removed his ceremonial garb and placed it on a hanger.  
“There is no fault at all, you and your mother…all of your kind, the so 
called heroines of this city are through, finished.”

Smith sat at his desk eyeing Summer in her tight halter dress.  He
 remembered the taste of her skin, her nipples which poked through her 
dress top.  She shook as she yelled in anger making her tits jiggle under
 the blue material.  You are nothing but vigilantes, rapist, your fucking 
murderers!”  

Smith stood quickly and slapped Summer across the face.  “Watch your
 tongue in here tramp…I can easily call the police and have you removed 
AND then tell the media who you and your mother are!”

Summer rubbed her face and boiled in anger.  “I am about ready to say 
the hell with being a hero, and the hell with costumes and just wipe the 
church up with your carcass!”  

Smith sat and smiled enjoying some tea.  “Now there are ways to alleviate
 the situation.  But you need to tell me what you can do for the church to 
make it worth our while to help in this situation.”  

Summer thought and had only two options she could think of…money or
 sex.  “I can arrange a large…contribution to the church.”  Smith fiddled with
 a pencil on his desk, his eyes still locked on Summer’s bosom.  “I have
 a deal, you arrange a contribution, say in the sum of fiftythosand dollars
 to my personal account and you make…yourself available…say right now.”

Summer almost gagged, she couldn’t speak.  Smith stood and walked
 around behind her and locked the door.  “Summer you and your mother 
need help, and I need help.  “Smith casually grasped the blue string of the
 bow holding her halter top up.  He pulled it and watched the bow slowly
 untie and fall loose.  

Summer felt the cool air on her breasts and her nipples hardened.  “Your 
a Priest…how can you do this?”  Smith filled his hands with her tits and 
kneaded them.  “And you’re a trollop who parades around in a outfit to 
captures criminals, and yet all you do is get hurt and raped.”  

He rolled her nipples between his fingers feeling them get rock hard.  
Summer involuntarily cooed feeling her nipples twisted then shook herself
 back to reality.  “No…don’t touch me, you caused all this!”  She stood 
quickly and re-tied her top.

The Priest smiled and sat at his desk again.  “Then go, leave, I have no 
need to reveal you and your mothers identity, Murry’s goons will do that 
when they tire of both of you.”  Summer stood, hesitated, then walked out 
angry.  

As she departed, Smith activated his lap top and watched her from
 hidden camera’s in the church.  She walked out to the street and met 
another woman which Smith zoomed in on.  The huge crucified Jesus
 hanging on the outside wall of the church had unique eyes, both eyes, 
lenses, zoomed in on a tall blonde who met Summer at the street.  

Sister Bonita walked into Smith’s office still in her normal street clothes.
  She had been sent by the Cardinal to replace Sister Kathryn.  Smith 
saw her and quickly handed her a tracker.  “Sister Bonita, the black sedan
 out front. Bug it quickly before they leave!”

The young African nun ran to the church door, then calmly walked to the
 street.  The women had already entered the car and where about to leave
 when Bonita walked behind the car swinging the rosary.  The tiny magnetic 
crucifix swung, stuck to the bumper and detached from the chain.   

The car departed and Sister Bonita walked back into the church.  Smith
 met her and licked his lips seeing how beautiful she was.  She stood 
only five feet tall and in her street clothes he could see her large breasts.  

“Welcome to Saint Castigo, thank you for putting the tracker on the car, they
 are two undesirables we need to watch.“  Bonita handed the rosary to 
Smith and shook his hand.  “I also got the license plate number, if you
 need it.”  The Priest nodded and observed her clothing.  

‘You know you’re not allowed in common clothes.”  Sister Bonita smiled
 and dipped her fingers in holy water, and made the sign of the cross.
  “I am sorry Father, I have just arrived from Sri Lanka.  Our habits where
 maroon, and I was made aware, you wear black with concealed body
 armor and standard weapons issue.”

The Priest escorted her in and pointed the direction of the rooms.  “Find 
Sister Ruth, she will show you to your room, get you a habit, and have a
 nice day.”  Bonita smiled and ran towards the convent.  Smith walked 
to his office and sat at his desk.  

He flipped open his lap top and tapped one of the function keys until he
 was looking at Sister Bonita changing clothes.  The young African American 
woman stood nude preparing her habit.  Smith gazed at her large 
chocolate brown tits, each capped with dark nipples.  

He needed to leave shortly and had no time to watch, but her body was to 
delicious to stop.  

Ch 4

A week passed and Axanna tried to concentrate on work.  She did her
 normal routine at the office but then, leaving, she was always terrified to
 walk to her car, now a rental.  

The drive to her condominium took longer then she had liked but Axanna 
was home.  She walked in and dropped her attaché case on the floor
 and jumped screaming seeing Tony walk from her kitchen.  

Lou sat outside at her pool and waved to her with a smile.  She stared at
 both, then jumped again seeing two more men walking from her living 
room.  Tony walked in then behind her and slid his arms around her waist.

“This is Mark and Randy, they don’t know your secret but Lou owes them
 money.  We told them they could fuck the shit out of you and they agreed
 to forget the debt.”  

Axanna forced herself out of Lou’s grip.  “I’m not letting anyone touch me
 you motherfucker!”  Tony reared back and punched her in the mouth. 
 Axanna saw stars and fell backwards on her ass, then flat on the floor.  
The goon walked to her and grabbed both her wrists and held her arms
 down.

He leaned down close and whispered to her.  “You fucking masked whore,
 you dare backtalk me…I will fucking kill you.”  Rudy strolled up to them 
and set a mirror of coke on a nearby table.  “Looks like your woman is a
 rough one, she needs some blow, calm her down.”

Tony kissed her bleeding mouth and whispered to her as he helped her up. 
 “Do some coke, now, and if you say one word wrong, I will punish you.”  
Axanna bent over the table and snorted the cocaine.  Again, her face went 
numb and she shook her head.  

The men laughed and spent the next hour snorting and making Axanna 
snort as well.  Soon, she sat and just stared around the pool area watching
 the men drink and smoke.  Her body seemed to float and she smiled a 
euphoric grin now lost in a cocaine trip.

Lou walked up to her and held a pipe near her mouth.  She involuntarily 
wrapped her lips around it and inhaled freebase.  The world now was a 
spinning cascade of colors and chills running up her spine.  Tony danced
 and pulled her up from her chair.  He moved behind her and slowly so the
 men could watch, slowly unbuttoned Axanna’s blouse. 

Father Smith keyed in a access code he was given by a personal friend on
 his lap top.  The screen changed to a Delta City Police Department identification 
mode.  He tapped in the license plate information and read the response.

Jessica Lockhart
19110 Rockport lane apt 7
Delta City

The Priest rubbed his chin and looked at her photo.  She was a stunning 
blonde of 18 and friends with Summer Morgan.  Smith picked up his phone
 and dialed the convent.

Lou slipped off Axanna’s blouse and dropped it on the pool chair.  He 
reached around and encircled her huge lace covered tits with his hands. 
 The men watching whistled and drank more wine.  Axanna’s eyes rolled up
 in her head and she slurred as she spoke.  

“That f…feels goooood…oh so goood.”  Tony slapped Randy on the back
 and laughed.  “See I told ya, she is rich and a easy lay when ya coke her
 up.  Keep pumping in the blow, she will get hooked!”  

Lou kissed the back of her neck and down between her shoulders.  His
 tongue touched the clasp of her pink brassier and with quick fingers 
unhooked it.  She closed her eyes and almost lost her footing.  Lou let the
 bra fall away and could hear the cheers from the men.  Her skirt was next,
 then her thigh high’s.  Axanna stood in only her thong, which Lou slipped
 a finger under, and into her pussy.  The heroine moaned and began to 
grind her pussy down against his finger.  

Tony Randy and Mark converged on her grabbing her ankles and laying
 her on the stone patio.  Mark hooked his fingers under her thong and 
slipped it off.  Randy saw her perfectly trimmed pubic hair and ran his fingers
 through it.

Lou undid his pants and pulled out his cock, letting it bounce against her mouth.
 Tony licked his fingers and with a  brutal push, shoved them inside her cunt. 
 Axanna moaned and tried to free her hands which the men held down.

Randy roughly squeezed and massaged her huge tits.  He pinched each 
nipple and pulled stretching them so far, she cried out.  He continued to stretch
 her sensitive pink nipples, then sucked them.  Mark stood and dropped his
 shirt and shorts.  He lay on his back and signaled the men.  

“Put her on me, let me shove it in her ass!”  Axanna was lifted and screamed 
in pain and pleasure.  “No…not my ass…oh shit…my pussy in my pussy…it
 will hurt noooooo!”  The men settled her bunghole on Marks cock, then 
pushed her down.  Mark arched his back and impaled her asshole.

Axanna screamed, her eyes wildly opened and she struggled.  All this did to
 the men is make them laugh.  With no lubrication, she shrieked in agony as 
he forced nine inches up her ass.  Tony spit on his hand, then wet his dick
 head.  He positioned himself, and dropped all his weight on her.  

His cock pushed against her labia, then he slid the length of his penis in
 balls deep.  In doing this, his weight forced the remaining inches of mark’s
 cock up her ass.  Again, Axanna screamed and cried, tears streamed down 
her face.

Lou grabbed her head by the hair and stuck the pipe in her mouth.  She spit 
it out only to have it pushed in again.  He pinched her nose and she inhaled 
deeply.  The freebase hit her head and everything was warm, her skin, her 
pussy, everything.  

She couldn’t breathe without cocaine going into her lungs.  Both men sandwiched 
her pumping in at the same time.  She let herself float away and in time felt the
 burning of an orgasm.  Tony was the first to cum, his cock spewing squirt after
 squirt of sperm deep in her pussy.  She felt his body tense which made her cum.
  She clenched her teeth and grunted as an orgasm slammed up her spine.  

Mark saw Tony roll off Axanna, so he rolled over and lay on her back still pounding
 her ass.  He wrenched her to doggy position and fucked her as hard as he could.
  Lou knelt in front of her and gagged her with his dick.  Saliva poured out of her
 mouth as he face fucked her.

He held her hair, his cock striking the back of her throat making her gag and cough.
  Mark cried out and pulled her hips to him shooting cum deep in her rectum.  He
 fell backward laughing watching globs of cum drip from her red raw asshole.


Lou pulled his cock out and gripped it aiming at her face.  Axanna knew what was 
next and closed her eyes.  She felt the hot sticky cum splatter her mouth and nose, 
then his dick rubbed it in.  

The men stood and walked to the pool jumping in.  Axanna tried to stand but was
 suddenly kicked in the ass.  She fell on her hands and knees trying to crawl away.
  Randy walked behind her laughing and kicking her.  

Tony yelled from the pool at the fallen heroine.  “Randy will fuck ya but he gets his
 hot’s hurting little girls like you!”  She turned and stood for just a second, then saw
 the fist coming.  Randy hit her in the stomach over and over.  “You sure I can do 
this Tony, she is your bitch?”

Tony floated on his back looking at the stars.  “She needs a good asswhoopin, but 
make sure you fuck her as well.”  Randy swung at her again but this time Axanna
 ducked and swung a blind roundhouse punch which missed.

“Feisty little cunt, she does need to be took down a peg or two.”  Again she swung
 but this time Randy swept her legs out from under her.  She fell head first and 
everything faded.  The last thing she saw was Randy lifting her ankles onto his
 shoulders.

Ch 5

Father Smith stood next to Sister Kathryn’s hospital bed.  The nurse had just taken
 her blood pressure and smiled to the Priest.  “She is sedated, I guess she has 
been having nightmares and yelling in her sleep.”

Smith patted the nurses hand and thanked her for her kind treatment.  “She has
 gone through a horror, I just hope she can get through this.”  The nurse nodded 
and left the room.  

The Priest looked down at Sister Kathryn with sadness, his hand holding her 
bandaged hand.  He slid his free hand under the blanket and caressed her right
 breast.  His palm felt the nipple through the small hospital gown and he lightly
 pinched it.  

“I always liked you Kathryn, you are the prettiest nun of all at St Castigo, but you 
are all virgins…well you where.”  He pushed his hand under the blanket and 
smiled when his fingers felt course pubic hair.  With effort, he parted her pussy 
lips and slid a finger inside her body.  

“Now your perfect, broken and ready for God’s sperm.”  Smith concentrated on
 her clit and rubbed in a slow circle.  A faint moan escaped Sister Kathryn’s lips
 and her legs opened.  “Yes…your perfect.”  Smith pulled his hand out and
 tasted his finger tip.  He lavished over the sweet salty taste of her juice, then 
inhaled the scent of her musk.

“When you have recovered, we will have to take this further.”

The Shaefer apartments stood dimly lit against the bright lights of Delta City.  
On the dark roof, a figure moved cautiously, staying to the shadows.  Sister
 Ruth bent over the edge of the roof and counted floors, then windows.  She 
opened a small black shoulder bag and removed a monstrance.  With a
 flick of her wrist, the monstrance clicked and two hooks popped out of its sides.  

She jammed one hook against the metal edge, wedging it in place then ran
 a monofilament line from it to a spindle strapped to her wrist.  The nun 
stepped over the roof edge and was slowly lowered to a particular window.  

Ruth stopped just next to a lit window and carefully placed her gloved hand on
 the glass.  Sensors in the fingertips pickled up vibration and transmitted it
 to a small headset under her cowl.  She listened.

“I don’t know what to do Jessica, my mother said these goons have taken 
money from her…and I think they may have raped her.”  

“I don’t know what to tell you Summer, we cant threaten them, they most likely
 are not the kind to take a threat.   And we cant go to the police, I hope your 
mother is ok.”

“The fucking Priest who caused all this…I wish I could just kick his ass, god
 Jess, I am scared.  If they reveal our identity…we are dead.”

Jessica stood and stretched her muscles, her massive tits strained the tight
 T shirt.  “I say we go down to the church, and slap the Priest around a bit, 
give him…the fear of god!  Then we can do the same to Tony and Lou, make
 em regret being born.”  

Summer frowned and shook her head no.  “I cant, I have to meet my mother 
and try to figure out what to do about Tony and Lou.”  Jessica stood and flipped 
off her shirt.  Her huge tits bounced and jiggled as she slipped on her costume.  

Sister Ruth peered in the window and could see each girl sitting in a kitchen. 
 She almost lost her grip on the line when she saw what Jessica was doing. 
 The attractive blonde was dressing in a costume.  The nun immediately 
recognized the costume of Amazing Babe.

Jessica slipped her mask on and smiled at Summer.  “I will snoop around the
 church, maybe he has some skeletons in his closet.  If not maybe I will just 
break his legs!”  

Ruth retracted the line and flew upward back to the roof.  She packed her gear
 and moved quickly to the stairs and her car.

Axanna awoke feeling nauseous and sat up on the couch.  She yelped when 
she moved and her pussy burned.  Moving her legs made her cry as she felt
 cum ooze out of her vagina.  Tony sat across from her watching her every 
move.  “Get up and get a shower, you look like shit.”  

He stood and walked toward the door.  “I will be back in an hour, be washed
 douched and smelling good, I’m gonna want some more pussy.“  Axanna
 was about to scream when he slammed the door.  

She stood on unsteady legs and walked upstairs to her bedroom.  When she 
entered she fell against the doorframe, slid to the floor and cried.  Tony had 
gone through her room, everything.

She got up as fast as she could and ran to her vanity.  Her jewelry was gone, 
money she had in her chest of drawers was gone.  Her purse lay on the bed 
emptied out and tossed around.  Her credit cards where gone.  She fell to the
 floor screaming in anger.

Sister Ruth, Meridith, Marie and Bonita sat in a pew at St Castigo.  Father Smith
 analyzed the information he had been given.  “So your sure, it was Amazing
 Babe, Jessica Lockhart is Amazing Babe?”  

Ruth shook her head in the positive.  Father Smith sat on the edge of the white
 marble step to his pulpit.  “I will deal with this…tramp, I need you all to get
 some sleep, tomorrow we deal with Tony and his friends.”  The nuns where
 hesitant, but departed for the convent.   

Ch 6

Amazing Babe crept up the alley behind the St Castigo.  She tried every door 
and only found one unlocked.  She entered and walked carefully, it was dark 
and her footing unsure.  She immediately noticed a smell, a sweet odor 
which was pleasant.  The heroine unhooked a small light from her belt and 
activated it.  

The room was a storage closet and as best she could see, there was a mist 
floating in the room.  She again inhaled the sweet smell and smiled, a shiver
 ran up her back and her nipples got hard.   

Amazing Babe took a step and almost fell, her legs felt so weak.  As she looked
 around, she felt a trickle of sweat drip down her forehead.  It was getting 
warmer, her breasts tingled.  “What’s wrong…nothings wrong…my pussy is
 so wet.”

She pinched a nipple through the white spandex top and a bolt of energy surged
 down her spine.  The floor seemed to move and her legs gave way.  Amazing
 Babe fell on the floor, then rolled over on her back.  “Oh what’s happening…
oh shit…so fucking hoooooot!”  

A figure moved to her right and she tried to stand, protect herself, but she 
couldn’t move.  As the figure came closer, she could see it was dressed in
 black and knelt next to her.  “Such a sight…dressed like a common prostitute.”

“I’m…not a hooker…oh god…I am a heroine…its too hot, my skin is on fire!”
  Father Smith stood and looked down at Amazing Babe.  “We are here to
 take the streets back for law abiding church going people.  And since your
 not one of them…you’re the other kind.”

He raised his foot and pressed on one of her large breasts.  At first Amazing 
Babe gripped the shoe to stop him, then she rubbed her breast against it.  
“Oh god that feels so good…I’m so hot…my pussy is on fire!”  

Smith grinned and pulled his foot away and stood shaking his head.  “The 
tribesmen had told me that certain women, a rare few, would totally lose 
control from the incense.  “I guess your one of them.”

He reached over and put two of the incense burners next to her head.  The
 smoke enveloped her and she gasped.  “ARGHHH, MY HEAD…
OH GOD…IT HURTS!”  Smith again put his foot down but this time on her
 throat.  She wasn’t choking but could not move.  

“You will inhale the incense…inhale it until the damage to your mind is 
permanent!”  

Smith held her in place until she passed out grunting for air.  He then filled 
his hands with her soft blonde hair and dragged her to the large table in 
the center of the room and placed her on it.  “God wants you to be pure…
his holy spunk will cleanse you.”  

Even unconscious, Amazing Babe groaned, her body quivered when 
Smith picked her up.  He smiled and slowly unzipped each of her boots 
and pulled them off.  He rubbed her feet, kissed and licked her toes then
 rubbed them against his crotch.  

Her belt followed, her gloves then with deliberate slow care, he slid her 
costume panties off.  The red white and blue spandex panties where 
soaked with her juice.  Smith licked and sucked on the soft material where 
her pussy had rested.  

He eyed her smooth shaved bald vagina and ran his fingers across the 
soft skin.  When his fingers touched the folds of her cunt, her eyes opened
 and she moaned a long deep moan.  “Ahhhh…f…fuck me.”  Smith 
backhanded her across the face hard making her mouth fill with blood.  

He grabbed her jaw and roughly pulled her to face him.  “You will not use 
words like that in the church.”  Amazing Babe smiled a bloody smile and 
began to rub her pussy.  “Fuck me…god fuck me till a die!”

Smith unzipped his pants and pulled out his rock hard cock.  He climbed 
up on the table and with one thrust impaled Amazing Babe.  She screamed
 and wrapped her legs around the Priest.  “OH…OH…GGG…YES…DON’T
 STOP I’M CUMMING!”  

Smith kissed her and felt his cock crushed by her kegel muscles.  He
 pushed himself up on his hands and stopped fucking her.  Her eyes 
opened in anger and she arched her back to force him in.  “FUCK ME…
FUCK MEEEE!”

The Priest panted for air and looked at her desperate face.  “Take off your 
mask Jessica…take it off.”  Amazing Babe quickly peeled the mask off 
and tossed it aside.  “Now fuck me…please make me cum!”  Smith moved
 in her slowly, gradually.  

“You want me to give you gods spunk, beg me for it, beg me to make you 
cum.”  Jessica shook her head quickly and smiled.  “Please make me 
cum, I’m begging you, I’ll be your slave, anything just keep pumping into
 me!”  Smith reached down and yanked her costume top down making
 her huge tits pop out.  

He pinched a nipple as hard as he could and laughed watching her wince
 in pain and pleasure.  “I know who you are and both the Morgan’s, you are
 my…slaves.”

As Smith finished his sentence, he shoved his cock into her.  “MAKE ME
 CUMMMM, she screamed!”  

Smith pounded Jessica mercilessly making her orgasm over and over. 
 After her sixth orgasm, she became delirious.  The Priest continued to 
fuck her until he came shooting a massive load of sperm deep in her
 womb.  “Ahhh, filled with gods seed, you may be lucky enough to bear a
 child for god.”

Smith climbed off the heroine and washed at the sink.  He turned to fuck 
her again and jumped finding her gone.  He looked around and was now
 shaking from terror when he heard a huge crash from the main church area.  

The Priest grabbed a robe and threw it on as he ran up the stairs.  He 
slid to a stop and was dumbfounded to see Jessica had ripped the 
colossal crucifix with Jesus on it from the wall.  She was sitting on it 
rubbing her pussy against the crotch of Jesus and staring at him.  Her
 tongue licked his beard and lips.    “I want more…I want to cum more!”

Smith enraged swung a kick at the heroines face.  Jessica caught his
 leg and hurled him backwards.  The Priest landed against a pew cutting
 his head and fell to the floor stunned.  He climbed to his feet and moved 
cautiously to her now.  She slid up the statue and dropped her dripping 
pussy on Jesus’ face.  Jessica closed her eyes and her body trembled
 in a orgasm.  “Ugh yes, again, make me cum again!”

While she was in the throes of her orgasm, Smith grabbed a tall bronze 
candleholder and struck her in the back of the head.  The heroine fell 
 flat on Jesus bleeding and out cold.  Smith growled in anger and grasped
 her hair and dragged her off the crucifix.

“YOU DARE TO DEFILE JESUS…YOU WHORE!”  Smith ran to his office
 and returned with a hypodermic gun.  He rolled the heroine over and shot
 her in the arm with a knock out drug.  He then lugged her down to the 
store room, redressed her and tossed her in.  

Ch 7

Axanna had showered and dressed in a think black dress.  Summer had
 called her and they discussed what to do about Tony and Lou.  Both 
had no idea and began to realize they had run out of options.  Until they
 could think of anything, Summer would stay hidden, and Axanna would 
have to keep making the two men happy.  

Tony walked in an hour later and Axanna realized he now had a key to 
her condo.  He grinned seeing her and walked over and kissed her.  
She returned the kiss but would not open her mouth.  Tony glared then
 slapped her across the face.  “You fucking open your mouth every time
 I kiss you…do you understand?”

Axanna was stunned by the hit and rubbed her face.  “Ye…yes I understand.”
  The goon took her hand and smiled again, kissing her full lips making 
sure to suck on her tongue.  

She just stood as Tony walked around her admiring her, leering at her.  
“Damn you are a fucking looker, so is your daughter.  I cant tell which is 
a better fuck.”  His words burned into Axanna’s mind and her anger 
boiled.  

“Ok Axxie, I want you to call Summer and tell her to come over tomorrow,
 we are going to have a party.”  Axanna turned and glared at the mob goon. 
 “You can kill me, but your not touching my daughter.”  

She was weak and tired, her reaction time now null due to the over use 
of cocaine.  Tony easily backhanded her again, then kicked her in the stomach.
 Axanna grunted and rolled into a ball trying to ward off the blows.  “YOU…
YOU BACKTALKING ME AGAIN YOU FUCKING CUNT!”  

The heroine couldn’t breath, and yelped in agony as Tony grabbed her hair 
and lifted her to her feet.  He dragged her to one of the dinning room 
columns and produced handcuffs from his pocket.  He roughly cuffed 
her facing it, then in a rage yanked her head back and slammed her face 
into the marble shaft.

Axanna saw stars then slid to the floor out cold in a pile.  Tony flipped open
 his phone and speed dialed the number he had got from her phone book. 
 “Hi Summer, this is Tony, um, I have your mom and if your not here tomorrow 
at 9AM at her condo I’m going to shove a gun up her cunt and fuck her 
with a bullet.”

Summer screamed at the goon and agreed immediately.  “Good and wear
 something I can take off quickly.”  The goon went to bed upstairs and left 
Axanna on the floor all night. 

Father Smith stood watching the workmen replace the crucifix on the wall 
above his pulpit.  All the nuns flowed in looking concerned at the Priest.  
Sister Bonita took Smith’s hand and kissed it.  “What happened, are you
 hurt, did she attack you…where is she?”  

Smith smiled down at the young nun and patted her head.  “Yes the street
 whore was here and we fought but she is subdued in the storage room.  
As you can see the trollop has no dignity, she tore Jesus from the wall and 
defiled on it.”  

All the nun’s gasped and shook their heads in disgust.  Sister Marie also 
kissed the Priest’s hand and looked at the injury to his head.  “Do you need
 medical attention, your hurt?”  Smith smiled and waved her hand away. 
“No, I am fine, God’s work can hurt sometimes.  Sister Meridith, Sister Bonita,
 remember your mission tonight.”

Both nuns nodded and the group was shooed away by the Priest.  When the
 last departed, Smith moved to the basement and the storeroom. 

With the light on, the Priest unlocked the storeroom door and dragged 
Amazing Babe out.  A moan escaped her lips and she still writhed from the 
after effects of the incense.  “You dare to defile Jesus you worthless tramp, 
I and the church will put a stop to you and the other masked whores that 
plague the streets.”

“You are going to be the example, you are what the others will see and realize
 their time as…heroes is over.”  The priest hooked his foot under her 
shoulder and flipped her onto her face.  There would be no tasting of his 
prize, no touching.

Smith dug out a old tube of KY jelly, unzipped his pants and pulled out his 
cock.  He smeared the lubricant on the head and dropped to one knee.  
Amazing Babe felt his hands rubbing her ass and in a heavily drugged
 stupor, she moaned.

“N…no don’t touch me…ugh n…no.”  Smith pulled the spandex material
 aside and aimed, dropped his weight and sank his nine inch cock balls
 deep up her ass.  The heroine moaned again and a cry escaped her lips.  
The Priest purposely fucked her with brutality.  

“Ugh…ugh…this…is what…you get…when you…ugh…defile Jesus!”  
Amazing Babe tried to crawl away but Smith grabbed her wrists and 
wrenched her arms behind her.  N…no your not going anywhere, ugh 
ugh, its time…time for you to receive more of God’s spunk!”

Smith made two more hard slams against the heroines ass, then closed
 his eyes and cried out as he came.  His body shook and he fell on her 
back panting.  “I hope this will save you, God’s sperm in your vile body, to 
cure you.”

Ch 8

Lou arrived at the condo and laughed seeing Axanna sitting on the floor, 
her nose and cheek bruised.  She glared at the goon in anger, then turned
 away.  “Looks like Tony got rough with you, to bad, see if you where my
cunt, I would treat you proper.”

Lou grinned seeing Tony walk into the dining room with Summer on his 
arm.  The young teen was dressed in a dark red silk dress which clung to 
her figure.  “Damn sweet, Tony you been sampling without me?”

Tony laughed and pushed Summer onto a  couch.  “Nah, she got here just
 before you did, she was helping me wash my back in the tub.”  Summer 
saw her mother and jumped to run to her but Lou grabbed her hair and 
hurled her back into the couch.

“No, no, you see, mom is going to have the pleasure of watching us fuck 
you.”  Tony untied and tossed his robe off.  He stood nude before Summer 
and pointed to his hard cock.  “Let’s go bitch, start sucking.”

Axanna stood on weak legs and screamed begging.  “NO TONY NO…ME
 USE ME ABUSE ME LEAVE MY DAUGHTER ALONE!”  The goon ignored 
her and watched as Summer, eyes closed, fell to her knees and took his 
cock in her mouth.  “Mmmmmm yes, she is much better then you at 
sucking dick.”  

Summer realized she had to make him happy, or she and her mother would
 be beaten and exposed.  His large cock head filled her mouth and she
 struggled to wrap her lips around it.  Lou walked behind her, grasped the
 neck of her dress and tore it off.

Axanna began to cry and yelled pulling on the handcuffs.  Lou licked two 
of his fingers and roughly worked them up Summer’s ass.  He found her 
tiny wrinkled anus and twisted and pushed his fingers in.

Summer let out a muffled cry of pain feeling her ass abused.  Lou kept 
spitting on his fingers and worked more of them in.  Soon to Summer’s 
horror, Lou had four fingers up her ass.

Tony lay down so Summer could suck his dick better.  And now with her 
ass in the air, Lou pulled out his wet fingers and opened his pants.  “I think
 your stretched open enough, time to break me some bung!”

Summer closed her eyes and braced for the assault.  She felt his hands 
spread her ass cheeks, then the burning of his cock forcing itself into her
 rectum.  Axanna slid to the floor and gave up.  She continued to cry watching
 both men work her daughter at both ends.

Lou looked down and chuckled seeing her pink ass hole stretched around 
his  cock.  “God she has a fine ass, ugh…ugh…fuck I’m already cumming!”
  The goon threw his head back and cried out.  He bucked his hips forward 
and filled her rectum with hot cum.

He fell back gasping for air and smiled hearing his cock pop when it slipped
 out of her ass.  Summer yelped when he abruptly pulled out of her and
 didn’t expect Tony to cum in her mouth.  She felt the hot salty jizz hit the back
 of her throat.  With a whimper, she swallowed the cum, not spilling a drop.

Lou stood and walked to the bar behind Axanna.  He reached down and filled
 his hand with her left breasts and squeezed.  “Want some blow…sure you
 do.”  Axanna moved her head to refuse him, but Lou forced the metal tube in
 her nostril and looked her in the eyes.  

Axanna knew the look, she inhaled the cocaine and closed her eyes feeling
 the drug hit her.  Lou snorted some himself, then kissed Axanna deeply. 
 “When I get some rest, your next.”  

Tony walked upstairs and entered Axanna’s bedroom.  He stood and used the
 toilet smiling at all his good fortune.  When he finished, he turned and gasped 
seeing a small woman dressed in a black leotard, a red cross emblazoned on
 her ample breasts.  “Hello Holofernes…it is I Judith!“  The nun swung her arm 
downward and a long blade snapped from her wrist.  She swiped the blade at
 his neck and Tony gagged.  Sister Bonita watched him stumble backwards, 
then his head fell off into the tub.

She wiped the small sword clean with a towel and nodded to Sister Meridith.  
The tall nun walked down the stairs casually and strolled into the room with Lou.
  The goon jumped and ran from behind the bar nude.  “You fucking nun’s, your
 dead, I’m gonna fucking kill you with my bare hands.  

Sister Meridith dropped into a martial art stance and easily side stepped the 
attacking goon.  Lou fell against the wall and immediate turned and ran at her
 screaming.  The nun pulled a large metal ring from beneath her frock.  As Lou
passed she swung the ring and stuck it on his head.  

The goon felt the metal and reached for it but suddenly metal barbs sprang out
 into his skull.  He screamed in agony and tried to yank the ring off.  Meridith
 smiled and watched the ring begin to spin on his head.  Seconds later, the
 top of Lou’s head flipped off in a spray of blood.  “Crown of thorns for you, 
may God bless you.”

Summer had grabbed the remaining pieces of her dress and covered
 herself.  She found her purse and took her lock pick kit and was working 
on her mothers handcuffs.  

Both nun’s stood watching the women and shook their heads.  Bonita 
kicked Lou’s skull at them.  “This is what you are, just whores for the 
pleasure of criminals.”  Summer opened one cuff and Axanna took the
 kit and started on the second.  The teen heroine stood and faced the nuns.  

“No more fucking games…identity…I don’t care, tell the fucking world,
 but tell Smith, what does he want…us exposed, then we come after him,
 or does he want to live.  Because I can tell you…there are more of us 
then you and trust me if you get us all angry…we will come down on
 your church like a fucking nuclear bomb!”.

Both nuns walked out laughing and slammed the door behind them.

Ch 9

Amazing Babe awoke to hands lifting her from the floor, she cried but 
passed out again.  Smith walked with Sister Bonita from the office area
 to the central church.  “How dare they threaten me, my church!”  
He suddenly stopped seeing something move above him.  Standing on
 the upper tier near the organ pipes was Ms Americana. 

All the remaining nuns hung from ropes tied to their ankles.  They
 where gagged and struggled to stop swinging back and forth. 
 Next to the Queen of Justice floated Power Lass and walking in at the
 main door was Champion Girl who closed the door, and with her 
strength jammed it shut.

Suddenly Smith realized all the cities heroines stood around them.  
Ms Americana dropped to the floor and walked to the group. 
 “Well well…so this is the little man who is causing so much grief.’

 Sister Bonita spun in a combat stance and stood in her path.  Ms 
Americana grinned and hit her with a standing half moon kick knocking
 the nun out cold.  She glared at Father Smith and yelled.  “Now…you
 deal with all of us, so fare warning…any information gets to the press
…you will regret it.”

Smith smiled and the laughed out loud.  “Your so goody two shoes, like
 a threat from you means anything, you wont break the law!”  Smith didn’t
 see or hear Lady Midnight drop from the darkness and land behind him.
  She held a straight razor to his throat and bent him backwards.  
“No she wont… but I will!”

The heroines filed out one at a time, Azure Angel helping Amazing Babe.  

That evening, Smith stood before a large flat panel screen.  On the screen
 a older man wearing Priest garb.  “Bishop Carter, the heroines have 
threatened the church, and its inhabitants, I feel the identity plan we 
had has failed.”  The older Priest rubbed his chin and nodded.  “Very 
well, continue to remove the mob influence in the city, I will consult 
with the Vatican on what to do further with the masked heroines.”

Summer stood before a full length mirror adjusting her clothes.  
She promised her mother dinner and a movie to help her relax and
 forget what had occurred.  She happily walked down the hall and 
knocked on her mothers door.  “Let’s go we are going to be late!”  

Axanna looked up from the mirror and finished another line of cocaine.
  Her eyes closed slightly as the drug ran through her body.  The
 remaining coke, the juice, ran down her throat and reminded her of cum.  

She stood and put her works in her purse, wiped her nose on a tissue
 and smiled greeting her daughter.

Sister Kathryn finished her tea and placed the cup on her nightstand 
and flipped off the light.  She had been moved to a hospice and would
 finish her recovery in privacy.  The nuns eyes fluttered then she gradually
 passed out.  Father Smith opened her door with a pass key and closed
 it behind him.

“A sedative in your tea, to help you sleep.”  He pulled her blanket down 
and eyed the nun in her long white sleeping gown.  “I always thought
 you where the most pure perfect nun, now your broken, and ready for
 gods sperm.”

Smith grasped the edge of the nightgown by her ankles and slid it up, 
and off.  The gorgeous redhead lay on her back, her huge tits jutting 
straight up.  The Priest was nude in no time and he lay on the bed 
next to her.  He kissed her nipples and slowly climbed on her…and in 
her.  “God Bless you child.”