Ms. Americana: Slave of the Netherrealm

By Alansmithie

 

The following is a continuation of Mr. X’s short, “Halloween 2010” and what new master awaits Ms. Americana and Got Gal.

 

Enjoy.

 

As the chloroform wore off, Ms. Americana blinked her heavy eyes. It was hard to focus and all she could see was darkened halls. She tried to move her hands.

Nothing happened.

She tried to move her feet.

Nothing happened.

It was as if she had been…

Then it hit her. She looked around as her vision cleared. Her hands and feet were chained to some sort of stone altar. To make matters worse, she was stripped out of her costume from her boots to her mask.

She was completely exposed.

She heard something. Footsteps coming into the room. She raised her head weakly to see who it was over her exposed breasts.

It was a woman walking in from an archway. As Americana watched her she noticed she had a similar body to herself and most of the amazons she knew. Perhaps she was one too?

She had midnight black hair that was shoulder-length and was wearing a black corset over her midriff with her breasts hanging over it, bouncing as she walked. Her pussy and ass were also exposed and as her pussy was in full view Americana noticed a black tattoo that looked like the letter “N” above it. She was also wearing black stilettos, which clicked as she walked.

She walked over to Americana and looked down at her, observing her.

“H-hey!” Americana called out. “Who are you? What’s going on? Where am I?”

The woman smiled seductively at her.

“I am Mistress Claudia.” She replied. “I’ve heard a lot about you, Ms. Americana… or should I say Brenda Wade?” She caressed Americana’s breast as she spoke.

“What?” Americana asked, stunned. “How do you know my name?”

Mistress Claudia pinched Americana’s nipple, making her lightly gasp. She continued to pinch and twist as she spoke.

“No more questions.” She spoke in a seductive tone. “You and your friend, Tanya, have been sold to us and were given a great honor by my master.”

Americana’s eyes widened as she grunted through the pain and pleasure.

“Got Gal? What have you… NGH!”

Claudia pulled her nipple and released it, making her breast snap back into place.

“No more talk.” Claudia commanded as she stood up. She walked over to where Americana’s legs were spread open. She held her hand over her clit and began to speak.

“I call forth the spirits of the Neatherrealm.” She chanted as dark energy began to glow from her hand. “I claim this woman as a slave of the Netherrealm and its master, Lord Charybdas.”

She pressed her hand over Americana’s pussy as dark energy surged from her hand. Americana cried out as the sensation of pain and pleasure coursed through her body. She felt herself cum as the energy made one final surge.

Claudia remover her hand as the sensation subsided. Americana looked at her crotch in horror as she saw a tattoo of the letter “N,” same as Claudia’s, now above her pussy.

“No… NO…” She cried out. “This can not be! I am Ms. Americana! I can’t be the slave of some demon! AUUGH!”

She cried out as Mistress Claudia shoved three fingers into her pussy. The tattoo must have made the pleasure she felt increase because she was already close to cumming.

“I said no more talk, SLAVE.” Claudia demanded. “You will soon know your place, but for now I’ll go easy on you.”

She turned to the entryway and stepped aside. Ms. Americana looked above her breasts to see a large creature lumbering toward her.

The creature was obviously a demon of some sort due to its red skin and horns, but it had more of a bull-like face, almost like a demonic minotaur. She couldn’t see a lot of his lower body, but as she arced her neck to see more of him her eyes widened as she saw swinging between his legs a massive cock; 13 inches at least and about as thick as her arm.

“This is Gal.” Claudia introduced as she walked over to the beast. “You will have the honor of pleasuring him. I’ll warn you, he is quick to anger and is VERY rough. Believe me, I know.”

Claudia knelt down before Gal and grasped his cock, stroking it. “Don’t worry, he will not be cumming inside you. That will be for Lord Charybdas.”

She kissed the tip of Gal’s cock. Claudia then waved a hand toward Americana and the chains binding her arms to the stone altar faded away. Her shackles were still on her wrists, but she was free to move her arms.

“Come, slave.” Claudia commanded.

Americana hesitated, but after a moment crawled to Mistress Claudia and knelt in front of Gal. She gazed at his massive cock, horrified. Would it even fit? She wondered.

Claudia gripped Americana’s head and faced it toward the cock.

“Suck it.” She commanded.

Americana’s heart was beating fast. She fought against the urge to submit as best she could.

“Suck it!” Claudia commanded with more authority as she pushed Americana’s head further toward the cock, making her lips press against it.

That’s when Americana snapped.

She grabbed Claudia and shoved her as hard as she could backwards, making her fall on her back. Then she turned around and punched Gal as hard as she could in his crotch.

The beast let out a painful cry as he backed up and hunched over.

Americana got up and tried to pull against the chains, trying to break them, but before she could Claudia raised her hand toward her.

Suddenly her new tattoo began to glow as the feeling of pleasure flooded through Americana, making her stop in her tracks.

The sensation was overwhelming. She cried out, moaning in ecstasy as she got on her knees. She instinctively grabbed her pussy, rubbing and fingering it trying to make herself cum. She was so close, but for some reason she couldn’t.

“Naughty naughty going up against your Mistress like that.” Mistress Claudia scolded. “What would you have done if you had succeeded? You are in the Netherrealm. There is no escape from us, Slave.”

Just then, Gal stood back up and walked over to Americana. She looked up at him helplessly as she still moaned with pleasure, rubbing her pussy. He took one of his large, meaty hands and slugged her across her face, making her fall to the ground.

She cried out in pain, but kept moaning as she still felt the need to cum. He grabbed her head, nearly engulfing it, pulled her up, and slammed the back of her head against the stone altar so she was facing him. Pain surged through Americana, but she kept rubbing, needing to cum.

Gal held onto her head as he pressed his massive cock against her mouth, which was still open from her moaning. Americana gave one final attempt to resist before Gal shoved his member into her mouth and down her throat, making her gag.

Gal was relentless as he went balls-deep into Americana’s mouth, thrusting so hard that her head kept hitting the stone behind her.

Americana’s vision was blurred from the pounding. She wanted to stop, but all she could do was rub her clit and suck on the demon’s cock.

She was even enjoying it a little.

Claudia knelt by Americana as she took Gal’s cock. “There you go.” She cooed. “Open your throat. Suck on it like a true whore.” Claudia reached over to Americana’s breasts and began playing with them, fondling them and punching her nipples. “I can tell you’re enjoying this. The brand of the Netherrealm only amplifies the emotions of the wearer.”

As she finished, Gal grasped Americana’s head as he thrust his entire length into her throat and slid his cock out with one quick motion.

Americana gasped for air and coughed after the intense deep throat. She needed another minute to recover, but Gal didn’t give her an inch. He lifted her up and slammed her onto the altar face-down.

Claudia waved her hand as the chains binding her legs adjusted to her position and the chains that bound her arms re-formed.

Gal lifted Americana’s perfect heart-shaped ass into the air as he guided his cock toward its destination.

“Hm. Lucky you.” Claudia cooed as she stood, watching Gal’s cock. “Usually he doesn’t lube up before he does anal.”

Americana gasped, finally snapping back to reality somewhat. She looked back at the two with fear in her eyes.

“Please… no… anything but… AUUUUAAAAGHHH!”

Americana cried out as Gal’s cock penetrated her asshole.

Americana flopped on the altar as Gal pounded her, making his massive cock slide in deeper and deeper. After a few thrusts he was already half-way in, but he was already deeper than most men who fucked her before. Even the pimps of Sugar town, who have cocks ranging from 10 to 12 inches.

As she screamed Claudia knelt between her and Gal, gazing at her pussy.

“That’s it, Amazon. Take it.” She commanded. “Scream for your Mistress.”

Claudia licked Americana’s pussy as she slid three fingers into it, making her cry out in more pleasure.

She wanted to curse them or demand for them to release her, but all she could get out was:

“GAH… NG… F-FUU… FFFUUUUUUCCCKK! AHHHH!”

By now Gal’s entire member was shoved deep into Americana’s ass and he wasn’t letting up. He kept thrusting in and out of Americana as she gripped the altar for support, but it did little to stop her from sliding about like a rag doll.

Then his pace quickened.

“Yesss… that’s it.” Claudia cooed. “Cum for me, slave. Cum for your Mistress.”

Americana finally came. And so did Gal.

Americana cried out in ecstasy as Gal grunted and thrust his cock in so his balls slapped against Americana’s pussy.

Americana’s back arced as Gal filled her ass with as much cum as he could. After a solid ten seconds of cumming, Gal slid his cock out of Americana’s ass. Her asshole was gaping to the point where a baseball could easily fit inside it. Most of the cum spewed out like a fountain and landed on the altar or the floor by Gal and Claudia. Americana had to push the rest of the cum out. It was enough cum to fill a bucket and then some.

Americana laid on the altar, ass raised in the air, exhausted from the onslaught. But then Gal grabbed her yet again and pulled her back toward him as the chains vanished again.

She sat beside Gal, facing away from him, out of breath as his cock slapped into her face, hanging down from its master. She looked up at him with tired eyes.

“SUCK.” He commanded.

Americana looked at the cock wearily. What else could she do?

“Y-yes…” She weakly responded.

“YES MASTER!” Gal shouted. “SAY IT!”

“Y-yes! M-master.” Americana repeated, tears streaming down her face. “Yes master.”

She guided the cock to her mouth and began deep-throating it again as best she could. She gripped the base with her hands and stroked, trying to pleasure the beast. They didn’t even wrap all the way around it was so massive.

After a minute, Gal groaned as Americana felt more cum pouring down her throat. She drank as best she could before pulling out, letting the rest pour  down her face and cover her breasts.

After Gal finished jerking the last few squirts out, Americana’s entire face and chest were covered in the demon’s seed.

She sat there speechless from the onslaught as Claudia crawled over to her. She licked Americana’s breast and sucked on her nipple, licking off some of the cum.

“Very good, Slave.” She cooed, licking up the cum on her lips. “Excellent work.” She turned to Gal. “You may leave.”

Gal simply turned and walked out of the room without another word.

“That wasn’t so bad, was it?” Claudia asked as Americana was still catching her breath. Claudia stood up and looked down at Americana. “Now then…”

She waved her hand and out of thin air a black metallic collar appeared around Americana’s neck. It appeared shadowy in nature and had a metallic loop in front. Americana’s eyes widened as she looked down at it, even mustering the strength to touch it, feeling the metal tightly around her neck.

“You will come with me, Slave.” Claudia continued. “I’m going to show you your new home.”