by JK Waylon
Laura knew him. Rocky Bianchi was a thirty-year-old career criminal. He was short and stout, strong as an ox, and as butt-ass ugly as Mother Nature allowed. He'd grown up in the late Solis Family, but apparently thought Subversions a better employer since being released from his last stint in county lockup. As Glory Girl, she'd even fought him once. As she recalled, he'd cold-cocked her, forcing Glory Gal to rescue her.
Rocky opened the door. "Tell a waitress or bartender Mr. Massey is expecting you, and she'll escort you to his office."
Laura nodded and headed down the stairs.
A long descent into the heart of darkness, she thought.
She'd actually visited Subversions three times before, as Laura, just to check it out and see what all the hubbub was about. Jethro Massey had restored the Neo-Gothic subway station back to its former glory. It was huge. HUGE. It was many times larger than the biggest modern station. The main dance club was round, with a massive domed ceiling. Multiple levels surrounded it, with balconies overlooking the dance floor. She had only visited the dance club part before, but understood most of the balconies were for VIP areas, and things like strip clubs, BDSM clubs, and other such places young women like her should avoid at all costs.
"Coat and umbrella?" the hatcheck girl asked.
"No thanks. I'm just here on business," Laura said. "I won't be staying long. Can you tell me how to find Mr. Massey's office? He's expecting me."
The girl made a call, and a big bouncer came over. She followed him through the crowd, and then into a nondescript door next to the women's bathroom. That door opened into a small landing, with stairs going up and down. She was led up to the very top. There was a suite of offices there. All the wage slaves inside barely gave her a look as she passed through to an open door.
"Hey, Boss," the bouncer said. "I have a Laura Brown here. She says you're expecting her."
"Show her in," a deep, bass voice said. "And then close the door."
Laura walked past the bouncer, through the door, and up to the massive wooden desk. Her heart thundered and she felt her face heating up. She struggled to remain calm and collected. Jethro Massey looked her over with unimpressed eyes.
"Hello, Miss Brown," he said. "You're pretty enough. Are you currently working?"
"No. I tried to go straight, but the money sucks," she lied. "I'm ready to get back to the fun times and big money."
"We cater to a rough crowd here," he said. "You're a fragile looking little thing. Are you sure this is the best place for you?"
"I'm tougher than I look," she said.
He made a motion with a finger. She bit her lip, sucked in a breath, and started unbuttoning the trench coat. Laura watched his face as she did so, and his eyes widened when she opened the coat. She was only wearing the tiniest of pink thongs and matching bra. His eyes locked on her rather large tits. She wasn't surprised, because few men ever looked her in the eyes.
"Dance," he said, pointing at a stripper pole.
The pole was next to his private balcony overlooking the dance club. Loud, thumping music drifted up. She could see the bar and some of the dance floor from that pole. So they could see her, too. Laura put on her sexiest show, giving him all she had. After a moment, she stopped and removed her top.
"Lap dance."
Laura danced over to him, moving with the hypnotic music. She needed to lose herself in the rhythm. It would be impossible to continue if she thought about every move she made. So she danced around the club owner, rubbing her butt and boobs all over him. His bold hands roamed her spectacular body, exploring every nook and cranny. Soon, she was hot and tingly inside and out.
I could lose myself… she thought, and shut down that line before it could get anywhere.
Straddling his lap, she brushed her glossy pink lips across his cheek, then his lips. His hands squeezed and kneaded her tingly tits, his thumb strumming her erect, sensitive nipples. She ground her thong-covered pussy hard against the bulge in his pants. When his hands released her tits to play with her butt, she pressed them to his face. Jethro motorboated her, before sucking in a nipple.
"Aaiiee! Oh, baby, baby," she purred. "You're so good to me."
"You do know our girls are expected to do more than just strip and give lap dances," he said.
"I know," she whispered. Laura slipped off his lap, dropped to her knees, and pushed his knees wide. She pressed up close, locked eyes with the club owner, and deftly unzipped him. Her breath caught, mouth watering, when she fished his long, thick cock out. Their gaze intensified when she began stroking him to rock hardness. And then she rolled her tongue around his bulbous cockhead. "Mmmmgh."
The beautiful blonde went down on Jethro. She bobbed her head up and down, while her delicate fingers fondled his massive balls. Laura was good, and took more than a little pride in her oral talents, so she had him on the brink in seconds. She raked her long nails across those hairy balls, and he immediately filled her mouth with hot, viscous cum.
"Mmmm, delish," she purred. Laura slipped back into his lap, straddling him again, and reached back to guide his still erect cock into her achy, throbbing pussy. And impaled herself upon that long, fat shaft. "Oooooh, yes. That hit the spot, baby."
She wasn't lying. Laura loved the way his thick member spread her open, plunging in deep. Her pussy was sopping wet and achy with need. Half his length penetrated on the first stroke. She had him balls-deep in nothing flat.
"You're hired," he said breathlessly. "Can you start right now?"
Laura continued bouncing up and down his shaft, desperate to knock one out before he went soft. She pressed her lips to his ear, and whispered breathlessly.
"Anything you want, Big Daddy."
Chapter 11
Across the city, high above a vast estate, a black-sheathed woman hovered in the pouring rain. The Ripa Estate was dark. Toni hadn't returned since the ambush where they'd lost Glory Gal. She'd foolishly live streamed the heroines' capture, though in the chaos after Catgirl had gone crazy on her, no one had managed to record Dynamo destroying Glory Gal's mind.
For the past ten days Ripa Family lawyers and PR people had been trying to repair the damage, and put doubts in everyone's minds on what really happened. And they challenged the police to prove that that had been Toni Ripa, and not a very good lookalike. Also, where was Glory Gal's body?
Catgirl knew Glory Gal was working the super heroine floor of Pimp Daddy's brothel. It was an open secret. Word was men and women were flocking to the brothel to enjoy her body, especially all the underworld players who had a beef with her.
Ms Amazing wanted to conduct a rescue attempt, and all of the heroines were ready to go. Especially Catgirl, who felt extra-responsible, since she'd been Toni's dupe in that sordid affair. Jazz, though, put a stop to it. She claimed Pimp Daddy had a witch and the building was magically booby-trapped. And there were rumors he'd found a Void to defend against super heroines. If they went in, then none of them would ever come back out.
"This city's getting more and more dangerous for heroines every day," she muttered.
It wasn't so long ago that there wasn't a single Void in the city. Then the new crime syndicate of international thugs had arrived, bringing in at least one Void. Shortly after that, notorious Void Jethro Massey came to town and created his criminal safe haven deep underground. Now Pimp Daddy was claiming to have a Void. And three days back Ms Amazing and Amazing Girl were flying low over the Tenderloin when they'd passed into a Void's field of power, and lost all of their super powers. They fell out of the air, but thankfully were only fifty feet up.
Ms Amazing admitted they'd had a slight setback, but managed to escape after a vicious street fight. The only thing that saved them was the Void moved away and they regained their super powers. Otherwise, they were about five seconds to absolute defeat and capture. They didn't so much win the fight as recovered the ability to fly away, bloody and tattered.
The Ripa Family was taking a different track. They had a turned heroin
e, and apparently wanted to capture and turn more of Synne City's super heroine corps. Hell, even the international mobsters had three Russian costumed and masked Amazons.
The city's super heroines barely maintained the peace with the personal they had, and now the bad guys had cut their advantage in half with Glory Gal's loss and the introduction of four super-powered enforcers.
We have to find a way to turn the tide, or the bad guys will win, she thought. Catgirl scowled down at the dark mansion. Where the hell are you, Toni?
The mob boss had to be found and arrested before her agents convinced the public she was the victim. They were very good at that. Made Catgirl so mad sometimes.
"Toni Ripa! Your ass is mine!" Catgirl screamed into the storm raging around her. "I will not rest until you are in prison paying for your crimes against society, and super heroines! This I vow!"
THE END
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About the Author:
JK Waylon loves to read and write Fantasy and Erotica, and it they are combined, even better. He has a lifelong love of comic books and sexy super heroines, too.
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