As dawn slowly broke over the city...a lone figure jogged along one of the many trails that dotted the park...located in the middle of the river. Clad in a light blue tank top...dark blue shorts...white sneakers...her slender muscular creamy arms and long muscular creamy legs moving in tandem...her shoulder length glossy mane of black hair tied into a thick pony tail behind her head....MICHELLE WALKER paused...to catch her breath. Taking a sip from the water bottle that was attached to her right hip...the 24 year old police detective...who was secretly the sexy and super powered SCORPION WOMAN...sat down on a nearby bench...inhaling the cool morning air...and watching across the river...as the city slowly started to come to life...the movement of vehicles along the streets...paralleled by the movements of the subway trains moving along overhead rails...and ships moving in and out of the nearby harbour.
As she sat on the bench...Michelle reflected on the events of recent days. Her right hand lightly touched the middle of her huge firm cream bust...remembering the savage wounds inflicted upon her by the masked woman known as the LIONESS....when she battled her at the opening of a special exhibition dedicated to the African nation of Luanda. Michelle could still remember the pain of those wounds...and the other injuries...physical and mental which the Lioness had inflicted upon her then. She smiled to herself as she remembered waking up in hospital...with her teenage boyfriend...TREY JOHNSON...taking care of her. "He's a good man..." a woman's voice said." Michelle turned to her left and saw an older woman...with long shiny black hair like her own...wearing a white dress sitting next to her on the bench. Her blue eyes reflecting in the blue eyes of the woman she knew.
"Yes MOM...I love Trey...I love him so much" said Michelle to the ghostly apparition of her mother...ANNE WALKER...who was deceased for many years. "But you're worried dear...I can tell..." replied Anne. "Trey's the only person other than you...who could tell when something's bothering me..." replied Michelle. "You're worried that you can't protect him...despite your powers as Scorpion Woman" said Anne. Michelle nodded and wiped a tear away from her left eye. " Yes...Something happened to me Mom...I don't know what...but...I'm afraid I've put Trey in danger...He's saved me in so many ways...without super powers...What if I can't save him...I don't know what I'd do without him..." said Michelle. "we can't always protect the ones we love Michelle... I wish I could have been there for you so many times...but all I tell you is this...Trust in yourself dear...and trust the man you love..." said Anne.
Michelle blinked her blue eyes...and found she was sitting alone on the bench. Getting to her feet...the Venomous Vixen resumed her jogging...heading along a trail which exited the park...then entering a nearby subway station to catch a train heading back into the city...towards the New Centre district...where her apartment was...and where she had left Trey sleeping. Settling back into her seat on the moving train...Michelle watched the vehicles and pedestrians moving along the streets that the train passed by. Among the persons she saw were couples... and adults with their young children. The sight made her wonder whether this could be her future with Trey. As she reached her stop...Michelle got off the train...and stopped off at a café near the station. Carrying a tray with two cups of coffee and a brown bag with pastries...the beauteous policewoman left the café and within a short time...arrived at her apartment.
Entering the apartment and locking the front door behind her... Michelle kicked off her running shoes...and padded barefoot into the bedroom. She smiled as she saw Trey lying asleep in the bed...the covers down to his waist...revealing his lean muscular ebony upper body. Setting the coffee and pastries down on a nearby table...Michelle climbed atop the bed. Sitting on her knees...she leaned forward and tenderly kissed her teenage boyfriend on the lips. "Morning sleepy head" said the Venomous Vixen with a smile as Trey opened his brown eyes. "Morning Amazon...You're up early..." yawned Trey as he sat up in bed next to her. "I went for a run...I didn't want to wake you...You've been working really hard lately...school...taking care of me...helping me figure out this case...So I thought I'd surprise you with breakfast" replied Michelle...gesturing with her right hand at the goodies she brought.
Trey looked at his Amazon and frowned. "What?....What's wrong Trey?" asked Michelle...who was taken by surprise. This wasn't the reaction she was hoping for from her man. "I don't know Amazon...Something's missing..." said Trey. "Oh?...What's that?" asked Scorpion Woman...as she tried to figure out the reason for Trey's strange reaction. "This!" quipped Trey as he suddenly pulled her into his arms...and started to tickle her along the sides of her exposed toned creamy abdomen. "Trey!...Ha ha ha ha...Stop...Ha ha ha ha ha ha...You know I'm ticklish there!" laughed Michelle as he tickled her up and down her gut...making her wiggle atop the bed they were sitting on. "You give up Amazon?" grinned Trey...as he kept on tickling her. "Never!" laughed Michelle....as he kept on tickling her. "Hey!" yelled Trey...as his super heroine girlfriend surprised him with a move of her own.
Wrapping her slender muscular creamy arms around his neck...she threw him over her shoulders...landing him on the lower part of the bed. Michelle straddled him in a flash...with her right hand...holding on to his aroused member...which was framed against the fabric of the grey boxers he was wearing. "Okay...Okay...I surrender...Truce?" gasped Trey. Michelle grinned as she looked into the brown eyes of her teenage boyfriend...as she sat on top of him. "Truce" replied the Venomous Vixen...as she released her hold on Trey's aroused member...and slipped off her tank top...exposing her huge firm creamy Scorpion Breasts to him. Twisting his lean muscular ebony body...Trey rolled Michelle on to her back...so that his chest was pressing against her naked bust. "I guess...breakfast...can wait" said Michelle with a smile as she entwined her slender muscular creamy arms around his neck.
"Yeah...We can microwave it later..." replied Trey as he leaned forward. "Ooooh...Yes...You're so smart..." replied Michelle before she felt his lips make contact with her own. "Mmmmmmmmmmmm...Mmmmmmmmmmmmm...Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmm" sighed the Venomous Vixen...revelling in the purer erotic sensations she was getting from her large pink Scorpion Nipples getting hard as they made intimate contact with Trey's smooth flat ebony chest...and her pink Scorpion Cunt becoming wet and excited as his member brushed against it. Soon they were a tangle of arms and legs atop the bed...shedding their remaining items of clothing. "Uuuuuuuuuuuuh...Uhhhhhhhhhhh...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh...Uhhhhhhhhhh...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuh
...Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh" moaned Michelle and Trey as they orgasmed inside of one another...as they engaged in a spontaneous make out session. The Venomous Vixen rolled on to her back...basking in the afterglow of intimacy with the man she loved...who lay next to her in the bed.
"Trey...." sighed Michelle dreamily...watching her teenage boyfriend...as he tenderly caressed each of her large pink nipples in turn with his fingers. "Yeah..." asked Trey as he smiled at her. "What...Uuuh...What about...breakfast...Don't you have to...Uuuh...go to...Uuuuh...school....today?" sighed Michelle. "Nope...Teachers conference today..."replied Trey as he kissed each of her Scorpion Nipples in turn. "You mean...." began Michelle. "Yeah..." replied Trey as he kissed her on her glossy red lips. "We get to spend the whole day together..." he added...his fingers stroking the space between Michelle's naked huge firm creamy breasts. "Cool...So...Uuuh...What do you...Uuuuh...Want...to do...first?" sighed Scorpion Woman as she stared at her teenage boyfriend with dreamy blue eyes...enjoying the erotic spell his fingers were casting on her large pink nipples...as her huge firm creamy breasts rose and fell slowly...with each deep relaxed breath that she took. "Rhetorical question...Amazon..." replied Trey..as he brushed her nose with his right index finger...then traced her lips with the same finger. "Yes...We can have...brunch...later..."replied Michelle before her lips locked with Trey's...and her senses blurred into an erotic haze of pure bliss.
Westin Book Cadillac Hotel
7 am
Wearing only a pair of dark blue briefs...which showed off his toned muscular tanned body....PAUL PEYTON....CEO of WALKER WORLDWIDE TRANSPORT...finished up some work on his laptop and put his device on sleep mode...before turning his attention to the king size bed in his executive suite...on the 12th floor of the four star hotel in downtown Detroit. Lying sprawled out atop the thick memory foam mattress...was the naked shapely and muscular ebony body...of FBI Special Agent...JACINTA "ACTION" JACKSON...whose cover was very much blown. Paul admired the gentle rise of her shapely firm ebony breasts...capped at their summits by puffy black nipples...in the middle of wide black areolas...which were in a state of hardness and erectness...as she breathed. Her eyes with long black eyelashes...were tightly closed...her glossy brown lips slightly parted...offering a glimpse at the upper row of her pearl white teeth. Her slender muscular ebony arms were limp on either side of her curvy upper torso...her long shapely ebony legs spread wide open...giving him a good look at the well defined camel toe...located in the middle of the neatly trimmed bush of curly black pubic hair...between her shapely ebony thighs...her erotic bare ebony feet...resting on her heels...clear spaces between her sexy toes...which sported clear and shiny toenails.
Paul reflected how it had been hours earlier that Jacinta tried to entrap him in the hotel restaurant...trying to expose the involvement of Walker Worldwide Transport...in covertly bringing Russian mercenaries into Detroit...who she believed were part of a terrorist plan to assassinate PRINCESS CAPRICE of Luanda...who was in the city on a goodwill mission. However the sexy FBI agent's plan had spectacularly backfired...and she now lay naked...helpless and unconscious...with no one knowing where she was...and being unable to alert anyone about what she had found out...when she raided a hideout used by the Russian mercenaries. Paul smiled as he saw Jacinta's head start to roll from side to side...atop the pillow which her loosened mane of shoulder length black hair and her head rested upon...moaning..."Uuuuuuuuh...Uuuuuuuuuuuh"...as she announced that she was starting to stir. He watched as her brown eyes began to flutter open...and he sat on the bed next to her.
"Good morning....Agent Jackson..." gloated Paul as he ran the fingers of his right hand across her heaving naked ebony bust...ensuring that his well manicured fingernails...scraped the tender black flesh of Jacinta's wide black areolas...and the puffy black nipples at their centres."Uuuuuuuuuuuuuh
Where....Where am I?...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh....What's....happening...to me...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh...feeling....turned on...Uuuuuuuuuh...Uuuuuuuuuh"
moaned Jacinta as she rolled her her head from side to side...trying to clear her head of the cobwebs. "It's useless to resist...Agent Jackson...Your FBI training never prepared you for anything...like this..." sneered Paul...as he pinched Jacinta in her black puffy nipples with his thumbs and index fingers...causing her to look in his direction. The sexy FBI agent remembered the events from the restaurant.
"You're...Uuuuuuuh...in big trouble....Uuuuuuuuh...Peyton...kidnapping...a...Federal Agent...is...Uuuuuuuuuuh...a crime...Uuuuuuuuuuuh...so is...aiding
what did you...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh...do to me...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh...some kind of drug...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuh...gotta...clear
my head...Uuuuuuuuuuuuh...but..Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh...feel...so hot...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh...can't stop...thinking...about...sex...Uuuuuuuuuuuuh
...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh" moaned Jacinta.
"Oh but you can't Agent Jackson...Can I call you Jacinta?...or would you prefer the title your FBI colleagues give you...Action" gloated Paul as his left hand continued to fondle Jacinta's ample ebony bust...while his right hand moved south...reaching the space between her shapely open ebony thighs. "No...Uuuuuuuuuuuuh...Giving me...Uuuuuuuuuuuh...the finger...Uuuuuuh...No...Uuuuuuuuuuuh...Stop...Uuuuuuuuuuuh...You'll be...Uuuuuuuuuuuuh
...in big trouble...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuh...when I...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuh...get out of here...and...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh...nail your ass..." moaned Jacinta as Paul moved his right index finger in and out of her wet and throbbing cunt in a brisk motion. Her words aroused Paul Peyton and he felt his member harden under his briefs.
"So...You think you're strong...You want to test your strength...Good...I like a challenge" quipped Paul as he quickened the movement of his right index finger in and out of the wet and throbbing cunt of the naked sexy FBI agent. "Now...Jacinta...You're going to answer some questions...." said Paul as he kept on fingering the sexy FBI agent in her wet and throbbing cunt. "No way...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh...You're not...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh...gonna break
me...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh...I can take it...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh...Gonna get you...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuh...sucker...Uuuuuuh...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuh"
moaned Jacinta as she wiggled helplessly atop the bed...trapped in the hotel suite...with no one knowing where she was...or the kind of peril that she was in. "Really?...We'll see about that! replied Paul as he kept on fingering Jacinta. "Uuuuuuuuuuuuuh...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuh...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh"
moaned the sexy FBI agent...as thoughts of the handsome lawyer CORNELIUS TAYLOR...who her father...Congressman JEREMIAH JACKSON...was trying to set her up with...filtered into her mind...as the Feminite drug in in her system exploited her secret erotic fantasies.
Luandan Consulate
Highland Park district
Detroit
9 am
FBI Special Agent CHARLIE MORRISON checked his cell phone. He was becoming a little worried that Jacinta had not checked in...after he assigned her to track down the terrorists who attacked the Museum of Natural History two days earlier...threatening the lives of many persons...especially the one whose presence he was in. "Is something the matter Agent Morrison?" asked Caprice...Princess of Luanda...who was clad in a form fitting white business suit...with a bustier that gave a hint of the ample ebony bust she had. her shoulder length shiny black hair tied into braids on her head. However as she looked at the FBI Special Agent...Caprice made sure that she did not show off too much of her body...lest someone realise that she was secretly the Lioness. Standing nearby in the private office in the consulate...Detective ARTHUR RAFFERTY...from the 7th Precinct of the Detroit Police Department took silent pleasure in the visible discomfort that Charlie was in.
Putting away his phone...Charlie put on his game face and looked at the young Luandan royal...who was accompanied to the meeting by the older blonde white diplomat...LYDIA CARLISLE...special liaison at the Consulate. "No your Highness...You were saying..." said Charlie. Caprice looked at Charlie and Arthur through the lenses of her large rimmed glasses...and spoke again. "I was saying gentlemen that I will not allow my mission here to Detroit to be derailed...I am not afraid of these terrorists...or the local masked vigilante named Scorpion Woman...who my people suspect orchestrated this entire attack...I expect that both the FBI and the Detroit Police shall redouble security for the remainder of my visit here..." said Caprice. "Absolutely your Highness" replied Arthur...flashing a smug look at Charlie. "Yes your Highness" replied Charlie.
"Good...Now please excuse us...We have plans to make..." said Caprice...as she ended the meeting. However the Luandan princess' demeanour changed once Charlie and Arthur were out of the room...and she was alone with Lydia. "That was very good Caprice...You were so commanding..." said Lydia as she stood next to Caprice ...and traced the space between her ample ebony bust with the fingers of her right hand...evoking the influence of the Feminite rock hidden in the special necklace which she had given the young African royal...which she now proudly wore around her neck.
"Uuuuuh...Yes...Lydia...Uuuuuuuuuuh...Yes..." sighed Caprice...her eyelids becoming heavy as she fell under the Feminite's erotic spell...and became susceptible to the suggestions of Lydia Carlisle...who was a spy for the shadowy crime conglomerate....CYCLOPS INTERNATIONAL. Lydia stood behind the young Luandan princess ...and began to fondle the underside of her ample ebony mounds.
"Uuuuuuuuuuh...Yes...Uuuuuuuuuuuuh...feels...so good....Uuuuuuuuuuuuuh" sighed Caprice...her brown eyes becoming glazed with sleep behind her glasses...as Lydia's expert strokes...caused the Feminite in the necklace...to put Caprice into a trance. "Now Caprice...Listen..." said Lydia in a firm but soothing voice...as her fingers caressed the undersides the young Luandan princess' ample ebony breasts through her bustier. "Yes...I...listen..." replied Caprice. "I have received information...information about a meeting involving the criminal allies of the evil Scorpion Woman...who was defeated by the Lioness..." said Lydia. "Yes...Scorpion Woman...defeated by...Lioness...What is...the...information?" asked the hypnotised Caprice. "The information...is in an envelope...on the table behind you...it speaks about a clandestine meeting...at a location in the city...within the next 24 hours...this information must get to the Lioness...so that she may thwart this evil plot...and bring the perpetrators to justice...You will remember what I have said...but you will forget that I have told you this...Do you understand...Your Highness?" asked Lydia rhetorically...as she stroked Caprice under her ample ebony breasts. "Yes...I...understand..." replied Caprice sleepily. Removing her hands from under the young African princess' bust...Lydia snapped her fingers.
"Oh...Lydia...Have Agent Morrison and Detective Rafferty left already?" asked Caprice. "Yes Your Highness...You were very specific about the instructions for security for the remainder of your visit...I must go now and tend to some other matters..." said Lydia. "Yes Lydia...Thank you...There are some matters which I must also attend to...privately" replied Caprice...as she dismissed her aide. Lydia smiled as she left...seeing the young princess pick up the envelope she left behind in to peruse its contents. "This information speaks about a secret meeting...the allies of Scorpion Woman are planning another diabolical scheme...I must change into the Lioness...go there and stop it" resolved Caprice. Meanwhile in her office nearby...Lydia Carlisle made a secret secure call to her real employers...Cyclops International. "Phase Two is complete...The trap has been set...the Lioness will come" reported Lydia to her superiors. "Good...We shall execute Phase Three as planned..." said the garbled voice on the other end of the line.
University of Detroit
2 pm
PROFESSOR PAULA JONES...30 year old professor of criminology and history...was in her office...reviewing her notes for her lecture which started within the next hour. Standing about 5'10" in height...with a slight hunch... her shoulder length black hair tied behind her head in a tight bun...red rimmed designer glasses to match the ruby red earrings on her ears...wearing a baggy white turtleneck sweater...brown blacks and brown flat shoes...no one knew about the secret which she had. Months ago...after she was kidnapped and about to be sold as a sex slave...when she was rescued by the Scorpion Woman. Paula was visited by an alien entity...which rewarded her efforts of helping Scorpion Woman to stop the kidnappers...by granting her super powers of her own. Now...whenever she wasn't teaching classes on campus...she was off campus...fighting crime...as ANT GIRL.
Setting her lecture notes on the desk in front of her...Paula walked over to the window...her mind reflecting upon events which happened two days earlier at the Museum of Natural History...where she found herself in the middle of another criminal conspiracy...supposedly directed at Princess Caprice of Luanda. However other events she witnessed at the Museum made the lady professor think there was more to this than meets the eye. "What's MARIO VANETTI's connection to all of this?" Paula wondered. Vanetti...a suave 45 year old Italian American...was a billionaire business magnate in Detroit who held a very powerful position in the city's affairs as a City Councilman...and had clear political ambitions for higher office. However despite his public image...Paula suspected that he was closely connected with the Italian mafia...using his business and political connections to pursue his criminal agenda.
She remembered seeing Scorpion Woman in action against a group of masked gunmen at the Museum...and then along with her teenage assistant JUAN MARQUEZ...helping a younger Asian girl...in scanty silver clothing who was wielding a sword...to safety. Paula remembered feeling briefly aroused while helping the unknown masked girl...who she could only assume was another vigilante. She remembered her enhanced hearing picking up a cryptic comment from Vanetti as he left the scene...wanting to find out what it was that made the young girl act that way...making her aroused and weak. "What does all of this mean?...What is it that Vanetti's after?...This is something I've got to investigate as Ant Girl" resolved Paula. Her thoughts were interrupted by the entry of Juan into her office.
Paula turned to watch the handsome Latino student...and felt her nipples feel warm and stiffen at the sight of him. "Excuse me Professor...but your next appointment...She's here..." said Juan with a smile that made her weak in the knees...remembering the sexual foreplay she had with him not too long ago as Ant Girl. "Of course...Juan...Please send her in" replied Paula with a nod as she returned to her desk and sat down as Juan ushered in an Asian American teenage girl...with short black hair who was wearing a baggy blouse...slacks and flat shoes. "Professor Jones...Thanks so much for seeing me..." said NIKKI NAKOMOTO as she approached the desk. "You're welcome Miss Nakomoto...I received the letter from your college in Seattle...about your interest to transfer here...I think you'll find that you made the right choice coming to the University of Detroit..." replied Paula as she began her discussion with the young woman...who was secretly SAMURAI GIRL.
Scorpion Nest
Detroit waterfront
6 pm
Clad in a tight fitting black tank top...and matching black speedos that snugly covered the space between her huge creamy thighs... her shoulder length glossy black hair...tied into a thick pony tail behind her head...Michelle Walker... tensed the muscles of her curvaceous and muscular creamy body...as she kept her blue eyes focused on her opponent. "You ready for this?" asked Michelle...as she looked at her teenage boyfriend...Trey Johnson...who was standing on the opposite side of the exercise mat...wearing protective headgear...padding over his chest and gut...as well as over his elbows...and knees. "Ready...Bring it on Amazon!" replied Trey. Michelle smiled and then charged towards him.
Trey watched the huge firm creamy bust of his super heroine girlfriend bobbing sexily under her tight tank top...as her slender muscular creamy arms and her long muscular creamy legs moved in tandem...as she covered...covered the space between them in under two seconds. He soon found himself on the defensive as she lashed out at him...with a series of kicks with her long muscular creamy legs...and he felt the force of their impact...as the balls of her erotic bare creamy feet connected solidly with the pads covering his upper torso....knocking him backwards. Scorpion Woman smiled as her teenage boyfriend remained on his feet and sought to counter with a series of punches. However she easily evaded them...dancing around him on the balls of her creamy erotic bare feet...like a boxer.
"Come on lover!...This is too easy!" quipped Michelle with a mischievous grin on her beauteous face...raising her slender muscular creamy arms in a defensive posture. "Ok Amazon...You asked for it!" grinned Trey as he came at her again with another flurry of punches. The Venomous Vixen smiled as she easily blocked each of his punches with swift moves of her slender muscular creamy arms. "Come on Trey!!...Come on!!...Come on!!" cried Michelle as she danced across the exercise mat...on the balls of her erotic bare creamy feet....taunting her teenage boyfriend. Lowering his shoulders... Trey lunged at his super heroine girlfriend. He gasped in surprise...while in mid flight...as she rolled underneath his flying form...wrapped her long muscular creamy legs around his gut...and flipped him on his back to the mat.
"Had enough?" asked Michelle...grinning at her teenage boyfriend...as she straddled him. "Oh!" cried the Venomous Vixen as Trey suddenly grabbed her around her small curvy waist...rolled over and pinned her to the mat on her back. "No...I'm just getting started" replied Trey as he leaned forward and kissed her tenderly on her glossy red lips. "Mmmmmmmmmmm" sighed the Venomous Vixen with pleasure...closing her blue eyes...as she wrapped her slender muscular creamy arms around his neck...and kept his body pressed against his own...as she returned the kiss. As their lips parted... Trey took Michelle's hands in his own and helped her to her feet. "How do you feel Amazon?" he asked as they walked off the exercise mat...and he removed his head gear and body pads.
"I feel great Trey....I'm feeling stronger and faster than I've ever been..." replied Michelle as she loosened her ponytail...allowing her glossy mane of black hair to cascade on to her broad creamy shoulders...as they walked towards the main console of the Nest's command centre...where all activities in the city...and even the world...could be monitored. "Yes Mistress...Your Scorpion Strength...Stamina...Agility...have all been enhanced over 1,000 times...during your recovery..." said STINGER...the alien artificial intelligence (AI)...which operated the systems in the Scorpion Nest...and which had been with Michelle since she first acquired the powers to become Scorpion Woman.
"Yes...and I owe it all to my man..." replied the Venomous Vixen as she laced the fingers of her left hand with those of Trey's right hand...and smiled at him. "That's not all Amazon..." said Trey as he led her towards the console. "It's not?" asked Michelle curiously.
"No...I had Stinger do some improvements to your costume as well..." said Trey. "My costume?" asked Michelle...baffled by what her teenage boyfriend was telling her. "The Lioness was able to breach it too easily when you fought her...and you need to stay away from those claws of hers..." said Trey as he let go of Michelle's hand and sat down at the console. "Absolutely lover...So what did you have in mind?" replied the Venomous Vixen.
"See for yourself Amazon" replied Trey as he brought up a 3D images of her new Scorpion Woman costume. As he explained its features to her...Michelle was moved by the depth of his love for her...notwithstanding how badly she had treated him in recent days. "So what do you think? asked Trey as he turned in his chair to face his super heroine girlfriend...and she sat on his lap. "I think
...I love you..." replied Michelle as she wrapped her slender muscular creamy arms around his neck...and kissed him tenderly on the lips. Trey placed his hands on either side of her small curvy waist as he returned her kiss. "So you want to try it on?" asked Trey as their lips parted.
"Maybe later honey...Right now...I could use a shower...and those magic hands of yours....all over my body..." replied Michelle in a husky voice...and a mischievous twinkle in her blue eyes. Trey nodded....allowing her to take his hands in his own...as she pulled him to his feet. As they left the command centre...and headed up the spiral staircase to the loft...where the bedroom and adjoining shower were located...Michelle and Trey stripped off their clothes...one piece at a time...until they entered the shower...which Stinger activated remotely. As the warm water washed over them...Michelle leaned her curvaceous and muscular creamy body against Trey's lean muscular ebony body...as he stood behind her.
"Uuuuuuuuuuuh...so good...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh" moaned the Venomous Vixen with pleasure as she felt Trey's hands on her shoulders...his fingers kneading the muscles there...and the tension evaporating from her body...as the water washed over them...and steam swirled all around them. She leaned further into him...as she felt him plant a string of kisses along the left side of her neck. She felt his right arm cradling her just under her naked huge firm creamy breasts...and felt the fingers of his left hand...parting the neatly trimmed bush of glossy black pubic hair between her large creamy thighs...gently caressing the pink lips of her Scorpion Clitoris.
"Ooooooooooh...Ahhhhhhhhhh...Uuuuuuuuuuuuh" sighed Michelle...rising on the balls of her erotic bare creamy feet.... spreading her long muscular creamy legs wide open...giving Trey greater access to her sex....gyrating against his lean muscular ebony body...as she slowly succumbed to the pleasure of her man's touch. "That's right baby...Cum...Cum for me..." said Trey in between the kisses he was planting along the left side of Michelle's neck...as he held her close to him with his right arm wrapped around her...just below her naked huge firm creamy breasts...while the fingers of his left hand...slowly moved over the pink lips of her Scorpion Clitoris...slowly arousing her.
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuh...Yes...Uuuuuuuuuuuh...You know...Uuuuuuuuh...so turned on...feeling so strong...Uuuuuuuuuuuuh...soon...I'll be strong enough...to face Lioness...make her pay...for what she did....to me..." sighed the Venomous Vixen. Her words made Trey pause briefly. Though he was angry at what the African Avenger had done to his Amazon...badly wounding her almost to the point of death...something about this whole situation did not make sense to him...making him wonder whether the Lioness was really a villain. He was snapped out of his brief daze...as Michelle turned around and cupped his face in her hands. "Trey?...What is it?...Is something wrong?" asked Michelle.
Trey saw the inquiring look in his Amazon's blue eyes...as she stood before him...as steam swirled around them...and warm water from the overhead shower washed over their naked bodies. "No...I was just thinking...how close I came to losing you Amazon..." replied Trey. Michelle sighed as she pressed her naked huge firm creamy bust against his lean muscular ebony chest...and felt his hardening member...lightly against her throbbing Scorpion Cunt...slowly making it form into a camel toe between her large muscular creamy thighs. "You'll never lose me Trey...This belongs to you...always..." replied Michelle as she took his right hand...and placed it over her heart. Trey nodded as he pulled his Amazon close to him...their lips meeting...ending all further conversation as they surrendered to erotic nirvana.
Westin Book Cadillac Hotel
Downtown Detroit
8 pm
Meanwhile...FBI Special Agent Jacinta Jackson was trapped in a nightmare which she found herself increasingly having no will to escape from. Lying totally nude on a king-sized bed in an executive suite on the 12th floor of the four star hotel...all she could think about was the pile-driving sensation of being fingered repeatedly in her aching cunt...which felt like she was being screwed by a jackhammer. "Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuh
Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh" moaned Jacinta...her brown eyes fluttering...as she rolled her head from side to side...as Paul Peyton... now wearing a white silk shirt and black slacks....stood over her...moving his right index and middle fingers in and out of her aching cunt...in a strong steady movement.
"You're strong Agent Jackson...but no match...for the power of Feminite..." sneered the CEO of Walker Worldwide Transport. Following a lead from a Russian mercenary she collared...Jacinta had planned to trap Paul and make him confess that his company was used to bring Russian mercenaries into Detroit...so they could kill or kidnap Princess Caprice of Luanda. However she had no idea that she was being monitored by Paul's silent partner...the international crime conglomerate Cyclops International...and the tables had been turned expertly on her. "Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh...Feminite?...What's that?...feel...so wasted..
Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh...never been screwed...so long...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh...and so hard...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh...I can't...can't take the heat...
"Since you won't be revealing what you know...I may as well tell you...Feminite's a unique mineral...discovered by my associates of Cyclops International...it only affects women...exploiting their deepest and most private erotic desires...turning it against them...making them subservient to its power...I slipped that in your drink..." explained Paul...as he kept on fingering the sexy FBI agent...whose naked shapely ebony body was bathed in sweat and her own sexual juices...from being abused by the businessman for the last 24 hours and change...after she was brought to his suite. "Uuuuh...You got me good...Uuuuuuuuuuh...Played me for a sucker...so hot...Uuuuuuuuuuuuh...so horny...thinking about every guy...who screwed ...Uuuuuuuuuh...my training...never prepared me...for that....I....I can't take it...gotta...gotta...Uh..Uuh...Uuuh...Uuuuh...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu
uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh" moaned Jacinta as she surged atop the bed...as Paul brought her to a massive orgasm.
He removed his fingers...allowing a river of white cum to flow out of the aching cunt of the sexy FBI agent...as she lay on her back...totally exhausted and aroused from being raped repeatedly by Paul Peyton. "Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh...You nailed me dude...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh...I'm so wasted...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh...but you...won't...get away with this...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh...takes more...than this...to keep....Action Jackson down..." quipped Jacinta in an attempt at defiance. However she failed to notice Paul pouring the liquid contents of a dark brown bottle into a thick white cotton pad. He allowed the liquid to soak deeply into the fibres of the pad..."Then this should do the job" sneered Paul as he clamped the pad over Jacinta's nose and mouth.
"HHHHHH...HHHHHH...HHHHH...HHHHHHHHHHHH...HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH" blared Jacinta into the pad...her brown eyes wide...open as she smelt a familiar scent,
Shaking her head from side to side as the familiar scent of CHLOROFORM flooded her nostrils...unable to move her shapely ebony arms....or her long shapely ebony legs to defend herself...after being for--d to orgasm repeatedly over the last day that she was held prisoner in the hotel suite...the sexy FBI agent fought desperately to stay awake as Paul kept the pad pressed firmly over her face with his left hand. "Still think you can win...eh Agent Jackson..." grinned the blonde haired businessman as he took his right index finger and shoved it into Jacinta's throbbing and wet cunt. "HHHHHHHHHHHH...HHHHHHHHHHHHHHH...HHHHHH
HHHH...HHHHH...HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH" protested Jacinta into the thick cotton pad...as she was for--d to inhale more of the potent anaesthetic...as Paul fingered her rapidly in her cunt. He grinned as the movements of the sexy FBI agent's naked shapely ebony body slowed.
"Hhhh...hhhhhhh...hhhhhhhhhhhh...hhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh...hhhhhhhhhhhh...hhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh" cooed Jacinta into the pad as her brown eyes rolled up into her head...and her head rolled against her left shoulder...as her brown eyes slowly and tightly closed...as weakened by the Feminite drug in her system...and from being raped repeatedly over several hours by Paul Peyton. "Sleep peacefully Agent Jackson...You're now the property of Cyclops International!!" gloated Paul to Jacinta as she embraced defeat...and surrendered to unconsciousness. Removing the pad... Paul admired the naked shapely ebony body of the sleeping sexy FBI agent...as he picked up the phone near the bed and made a call. "Yes...She is ready" said Paul. Minutes after putting down the phone...there was a knock on the door... Paul opened it to allow two men in white coveralls pushing a laundry cart to enter the suite.
Tying the chloroform pad over Jacinta's nose and mouth...they bound her hands and feet together with zip cuffs...placed her inside of the laundry cart...hid her under the dirty linens in the cart...they wheeled her towards a nearby elevator. She was taken down to the underground parking lot of the hotel...where she was taken out of the laundry cart and placed in the back of a waiting laundry van to be taken by the two men...who were actually Cyclops International agents...to a secure location in another part of the city...to be further interrogated....and held prisoner...to prevent her from revealing the information that she had...until the Cyclops International Board of Directors decided what to do with the sexy FBI agent.
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