Heroes and Villains of Century City

[Tjf]

"Right." Vanessa replied in a sarcastic tone, both to Vince's confidence, and his request to work together. Once he was gone, she quickly drives away to one of her own safehouses. "He is, but for now we're stuck with him." The heiress grumbles, "Damn it. Who would have thought Oscar had a... a son? Or was he a clone?"

"Hard to say... He didn't seem like the man I knew, but then again, Oscar was very good at hiding who he truly was." Lawrence frowns, and it doesn't take much for the heiress to know what he's thinking - he always blamed himself for her parents' deaths, and for failing to stop Oscar from getting so close to enslaving her.

 

[Tjf]

As Esmerelda's assault on her body sped up and increased in intensity Azura's arousal grew in response. The horny magical girl knew that at this rate she would not last long. Instinctively she tried to lift up her butt and offer easier access to her holes while pressing her face further into the pillow.

Azura's mind kept wondering as she imagined what it would be like to bend Huang Daiyu over and spank her naked butt until the Blue Lotus leader begged for release... to fuck her ass, first with a finger, then with her tongue, and finally with a strap-on... to sit on Huang Daiyu's face and feel the woman's tongue make its way inside Azura's back door... What are you thinking, Azura? Stop it! She mentally chastised herself. Sure, it would be great if it turns out that secretly Huang Daiyu has the same fetish as me... but trying to approach her is way too dangerous. I should stay away from her, unless I have a good reason for meeting with her. With some effort Azura's little fantasy changed to her sitting on Esmerelda's face, the redhead's tongue eagerly exploring her holes... combined with what her lover was actually doing Azura would not last much longer, her pussy already dripping with arousal, another muffled moan escaping her mouth...

"That's right..." Esmerelda speeds up once again. "I might not have any powers, but I can still do one type of magic. Now cum for me, baby..." Her voice says seductively, a far cry from her normal professional demeanor.

 

[asddas193]

"Hard to say... He didn't seem like the man I knew, but then again, Oscar was very good at hiding who he truly was." Lawrence frowns, and it doesn't take much for the heiress to know what he's thinking - he always blamed himself for her parents' deaths, and for failing to stop Oscar from getting so close to enslaving her.

"Lawrence." Vanessa said in a somber tone, "Don't blame yourself for what happened. The past is already done, the only thing we can do now is make sure those kinds of things don't happen ever again." She drives to their safehouse, "We'll need to hide the car, they might go look for it to track us down." The heiress said, trying to cover their tracks.

 

[moonblack]

"That's right..." Esmerelda speeds up once again. "I might not have any powers, but I can still do one type of magic. Now cum for me, baby..." Her voice says seductively, a far cry from her normal professional demeanor.

Esmerelda's seductive voice was the last straw. “MMMmmm!” Azura bit the pillow as she came hard, her body shaking in the throes of her orgasm, her vision turning white briefly.

Eventually Azura came down from the heights of pleasure and remained laying on her bed, unmoving, as she enjoyed the aftermath.

 

[Tjf]

"Oh, goddamn it," he growls, stepping fully inside and slamming the door behind him, dropping his disguise now that he is out of view of the street and lashing out to grab at Sarah with his tentacles, keeping an eye out for if the husband should make an appearance as a result of all the noise.

Spoiler: Capture Roll

D100: 47-10 (Punching Bag)=37

The human form disappearing, Squidlock stretches out one of his appendages, the tendril wrapping around the housewife's slim waist and squeezing. She surprises him with her strength, however - she might not be a fighter like her sister, but she slides her arms underneath the tentacle's grasp and shoves it off of her, before continuing her retreat.

Spoiler: Pheromone Roll

D100:
93+20 (Pheromone Slime)=113 (Crit)
Resistance Roll: 23-10 (Crit)
Willpower: 0

Sarah nearly gets away, when another tentacle snakes around her neck. Her hands grab at it, trying semi-successfully to pull it away. Then, as some primal fight or flight instinct grips her, she decides to expedite the process by biting down on it. Squidlock feels a sharp pain as her teeth break the leathery flesh of the appendage, but it's drowned out almost completely by satisfaction, as his prey makes a fatal mistake. Sarah grinds her teeth, ripping away a chunk of cephalopod meat and spitting it out, before Squidlock's hold slackens completely, and she's freed. It's to little avail, however, as the slime fills her mouth, sliding down her throat. Sarah freezes, pupils dialating, before she lets out a long, tortured moan.

Squidlock sees his victim's tight yoga pants grow dark, as she falls to her knees, first orgasm already doing the work of shattering her reason. As Sarah continues to moan, the husband runs into the hallway, a wooden baseball bat in hand, before he stares mouth agape at the monster before him.

 

[Tjf]

"Lawrence." Vanessa said in a somber tone, "Don't blame yourself for what happened. The past is already done, the only thing we can do now is make sure those kinds of things don't happen ever again." She drives to their safehouse, "We'll need to hide the car, they might go look for it to track us down." The heiress said, trying to cover their tracks.

"...Of course, ma'am." He sighs. "I'll take care of the car. You head in and take care of yourself." He smiles. "You'll need to be well rested to deal with what's ahead."

 

[Tjf]

Esmerelda's seductive voice was the last straw. “MMMmmm!” Azura bit the pillow as she came hard, her body shaking in the throes of her orgasm, her vision turning white briefly.

Eventually Azura came down from the heights of pleasure and remained laying on her bed, unmoving, as she enjoyed the aftermath.

Esmerelda chuckles, ever so slowly pulling her finger out of her host's ass, before leaning in to plant a kiss on her neck. "You really love that, don't you?" She chuckles, before a ding noise comes from down the hall. "Ah, I think the waffles are done. Get up, soldier, orgasms are no excuse for sleeping on the job." The redhead jokes, swatting the magical girl's ass playfully.

 

[asddas193]

"...Of course, ma'am." He sighs. "I'll take care of the car. You head in and take care of yourself." He smiles. "You'll need to be well rested to deal with what's ahead."

"What? No, you need to rest too, maybe even go to a clinic!" Vanessa replied in a worried tone, "Besides, I can use the collar's powers to refresh myself if I'm feeling tired."

 

[Tjf]

"What? No, you need to rest too, maybe even go to a clinic!" Vanessa replied in a worried tone, "Besides, I can use the collar's powers to refresh myself if I'm feeling tired."

"I promise I'll seek medical attention the moment I'm done with the car, young madame." Lawrence chuckles. "And you shouldn't overrely on that collar."

 

[asddas193]

"I promise I'll seek medical attention the moment I'm done with the car, young madame." Lawrence chuckles. "And you shouldn't overrely on that collar."

"Fine. You better not do anything reckless." Vanessa mumbled knowing that even if she shot down his suggestion, he'd still overexert himself some other way. "Don't worry, I won't." She replied, nodding as she finds a discreet area to park in. She takes her leotard as she exits the car, "I'll see you in the safehouse." Vanessa then puts the collar around her neck again, and uses her godlike speed to head to their hiding place.

 

[Daylan]

Spoiler: Capture Roll

D100: 47-10 (Punching Bag)=37

The human form disappearing, Squidlock stretches out one of his appendages, the tendril wrapping around the housewife's slim waist and squeezing. She surprises him with her strength, however - she might not be a fighter like her sister, but she slides her arms underneath the tentacle's grasp and shoves it off of her, before continuing her retreat.

Spoiler: Pheromone Roll

D100:
93+20 (Pheromone Slime)=113 (Crit)
Resistance Roll: 23-10 (Crit)
Willpower: 0

Sarah nearly gets away, when another tentacle snakes around her neck. Her hands grab at it, trying semi-successfully to pull it away. Then, as some primal fight or flight instinct grips her, she decides to expedite the process by biting down on it. Squidlock feels a sharp pain as her teeth break the leathery flesh of the appendage, but it's drowned out almost completely by satisfaction, as his prey makes a fatal mistake. Sarah grinds her teeth, ripping away a chunk of cephalopod meat and spitting it out, before Squidlock's hold slackens completely, and she's freed. It's to little avail, however, as the slime fills her mouth, sliding down her throat. Sarah freezes, pupils dialating, before she lets out a long, tortured moan.

Gritting his teeth through the irritating pain, the balm of her unwitting self-defeat soothing the worst of it, he sends out more tentacles to grab hold of her now that her desire to resist has very obviously been dimmed.

As Sarah continues to moan, the husband runs into the hallway, a wooden baseball bat in hand, before he stares mouth agape at the monster before him.

Having had a feeling the man would try something, Squidlock sends another tendril out to knock the bat away while also casting a paralysis spell to hold him in place (which hopefully works better than his last spell, two misfires in one night would be a trifle embarrassing).

 

[Tjf]

"Fine. You better not do anything reckless." Vanessa mumbled knowing that even if she shot down his suggestion, he'd still overexert himself some other way. "Don't worry, I won't." She replied, nodding as she finds a discreet area to park in. She takes her leotard as she exits the car, "I'll see you in the safehouse." Vanessa then puts the collar around her neck again, and uses her godlike speed to head to their hiding place.

Luckily, nothing else happens. As Lawrence disappears into the streets, Vanessa makes her way to another incognito apartment. As the adrenaline washes away, now that she's safe, the heiress begins to notice that her leotard is wet between her legs - she hadn't noticed in the fight, but 'Oscar' managed to leave her desperately turned on with his groping.

 

[Tjf]

Gritting his teeth through the irritating pain, the balm of her unwitting self-defeat soothing the worst of it, he sends out more tentacles to grab hold of her now that her desire to resist has very obviously been dimmed.



Having had a feeling the man would try something, Squidlock sends another tendril out to knock the bat away while also casting a paralysis spell to hold him in place (which hopefully works better than his last spell, two misfires in one night would be a trifle embarrassing).

Sarah moans lewdly as the tentacles wrap around her body, Squidlock vicariously getting a feel of her buxom chest and ass as he constricts her.

Spoiler: Dark Magic Roll

D100: 76

The husband goes rigid, as Squidlock's spell takes effect, every muscle in his body seizing and locking up, leaving him helpless to watch his wife fall into Squidlock's clutches.

 

[asddas193]

Luckily, nothing else happens. As Lawrence disappears into the streets, Vanessa makes her way to another incognito apartment. As the adrenaline washes away, now that she's safe, the heiress begins to notice that her leotard is wet between her legs - she hadn't noticed in the fight, but 'Oscar' managed to leave her desperately turned on with his groping.

"W-what!?" Once the tension as gone from her body, Vanessa realiized how wet, and aroused she still was. "Bastard." She hissed, recalling how the younger looking Oscar managed to turn her on. I didn't react like this on that night... is it because of the collar that my sensitivity has gone through the roof? She thought to herself, unable to believe how easily excitable her body has become. No, forget that, right now I have bigger things to worry about. Vanessa shakes her head as she doesn't bother to change, she sits down in front of her laptop and starts searching for a freelance hero she could hire.

 

[AnonYMooseBoG]

Spoiler: Sonic Roll

D100: 67+20 (Success)

Spoiler: Combat Roll

D100:
Sonata: 63+10
Gang Leader: 86-10 (Drunk)-10 (Disoriented)+10 (Tough)
Melee Damage: 3
Sonata's Health: 97

She rubs his back comfortingly, letting him nestle against her chest for a moment, before letting him go. "Now what do you say we get some fo-" Her offer is interrupted as the room is filled by an ear piercing screech. She's good, though, despite her drunkenness. The gang leader manages to sway backwards, out of the way of Sonata's punch, and gives him a shove that's intended to be light, due to the fact that she doesn't yet know that he's an impostor, but reveals a surprising amount of strength for someone so slim. "What the hell was- Wait... Who the fuck are you? Where's my brother, you piece of shit!" The softness in her expression evaporates in a fraction of a second, replaced by a savage fury, as her hand moves to the sidearm hanging under her shoulder.

Barely keeping his footing through the shove, Sonata goes to draw his knives before hesitating. Too risky. Seeing the woman reaching for her own weapon spurs him into action. He steps forward to close the distance again, trying to wrest the woman's gun from her while sweeping her legs with a low kick from beside her.

 

[Omega98]

As Jenny feels the warm liquor hit her chest, loosening her already carefree mind even more, Holness and Duke begin to speak to the specifics of their deal, which of the mob's lieutenants will be arrested, convinced to testify, or made a victim of Duke's gang, but Jenny's finding it harder and harder to keep up. She understands their conversation, should understand it - the heroine has spent dozens of hours studying the city's crime organisations and how they work. It's not so much that Jenny can't keep up, she finds, it's just that the hard cock twitching under her touch is far more demanding of her attention. The blonde moans at the explorative touches of the judge as his fingers probe against her chest, or between her legs, and the negotiation between the crook and the lawman, ostensibly the whole reason she's here, falls away.

Jenny comes to when Holness begins to stand, realising that she completely blanked out half the conversation she was privy to, the big man sliding his hand possessively around her waist. "I'll contact the department." He says to Duke. "But that can come later. For now, I think your charming companion is in need of a trip upstairs." Duke grins, as Holness pulls Jenny away from the booth. The man makes a show of having the erotic blonde on his arm, grinning at the jealous looks the pair are attracting. His composure only lasts until they reach a nearby elevator, though - as soon as the doors close, he's on her, pinning her to the wall with his bulk. As Jenny feels the steel box beginning to move, the judge's tongue invades her mouth, hands roughly squeezing her breasts through her bra, as his hard on pokes between her thighs.

Jenny moaned into the judge's mouth as he kissed her. One of her legs hooked around the back of his calf while the other came up to press against the outside of his thigh. He was taller than her, but her heels helped with the height disparity. She kissed the man back with fervor and one of her hands traveled to the back of his head while the other wrapped around his shoulders. His hands at her breasts, squeezing them, were driving her wild and soon even before the elevator had stopped their covering had been displaced, putting them on full display.

She wasn't aware of how long the ride was, she wasn't really paying any attention to anything besides the judge, but they arrived at his floor and the doors 'dinged' open. The pair, hardly able to keep their hands off of each other hurried out of the box and down the hall. As they moved, they passed a few people who regarded them with shock and Jenny blushed realizing she hadn't replaced her top. But nothing was said as they passed and she was easily distracted by Holness. He fumbled with his keycard, partly because Jenny had herself draped over him while he tried to swipe it to unlock his room, but soon enough the pair were inside, and the door was shut.

In an instant Holness nearly tore Jenny's flimsy lingerie off, and his mouth was on her exposed tit, suckling at it while his other groped at its pair. The young wife squealed in delight and the judge roughly shoved her back against the wall. Jenny's hands worked feverishly, unbuckling his pants and freeing his cock from its cloth confines. But no sooner had the shaft tasted air than were Holness's hands gripping her ass-cheeks and hoisting the woman up with an impressive display of strength. The judge's cock pointed straight up, and he brought Jenny's form down so that the head pressed against her wet hole. Jenny, almost on autopilot, eagerly spread her legs, wrapping them around the man's waist. Holness broke their kiss for a moment and looked into the needy eyes of the wife and smiled.

Then he dropped her down, impaling her on his big, thick cock.

 

[majus]

Even Faye's surprised at how fast it happens. As the plastic shatters, two guards in dark suits that barely contain their muscular physiques approach. Nate grins, gripping her arm as he pulls the blonde in their direction.

Before she could react, there was a black hood covering her head.
...
Slowly, Faye opened her eyes. She looked around confused.

She was stripped from her dress - she still had her heels, stockings, garter, choker and mask on. She was hanging, her hands were tied above her head, tied to the ceiling, her legs spread apart, tied by the ankles to the floor - it looked as if she was tied in inverted Y. There was a gag in her mouth... a dildo gag, that filled her mouth and part of her throat, making it a difficult to breathe.

The room was practically a sex torture dungeon. Nate and Brooke were moving around, checking the tools, whips, strap-ons.

She remembered that she was told she would be serving as a slave on the next party... and something about a tattoo... Her eyes widened and she looked down, on her breast. There was a heart-shaped magical tattoo on her breast...

She could notice, that the heart tattoo was almost empty...

"Yhm!" She moaned loudly into her gag, as she felt her body heat up - it was almost mind-blowing. Her sex juices leaked on the floor between her legs, as if from an open tap. She blanked, only for her vision to clear, as she saw Nate in front of her.

"Yhm~" There was some relief, as she felt his finger teasing her.

"Hello, bitch~ well, seems like you are running on fumes." He said as he trailed his fingers over the tattoo on her breast. "Want me to pluck you?" He asked, his smile somewhat cruel.

"Yh-hm!" Faye moaned into her gag, her mind almost blank from the desperation and need.

Nate chuckled as he stepped behind Faye-

"Yhmm~!" an orgasmic moan escaped her as a fat dick slammed into her pussy.

"I always wanted to bend you over your desk~"

Slap! Click-click!

Faye's body surged forward as a hand landed on her ass, leaving a red imprint. Her heels clicked loudly, as the bindings pulled her body back, impaling her on the man's dick.

"Yhm~" Faye bit on the gag, as she felt the dick slam into her womb.

"-and fuck you until you broke~"

Slap! Click-click!

Faye's tits bounced up, her body shaking with pleasure. She was breathing heavily, her mind blanking with pain and pleasure. She shivered as Nate grabbed her by throat and growled into her ear.

"-you fucking arrogant bitch!" He grunted as he vigorously plough into the blond's snatch, giving her one orgasm after the other. Her heels clicked with each thrust her tits bounced rhythmically.

"!" She moaned as she felt him grab her breasts.

"Holy shit! I thought those were implants!" He squeezed them, making Faye's pussy squeeze his dick. "Oh, that is great!"

Slap!

"Ahy!" A moan escaped Faye as a hand landed on her tit. Her pussy squeezed him again as he squeezed her breasts.

"I am almost sorry that we will waste you~" He chuckled, menace clear in his voice.

Slap!

Faye's body arched as a hand landed on her ass.

"Almost~" He chuckled as he grabbed her by the hair and quickened his speed. "We are going to wreck you, bitch." He growled, voice full of lust and promise.

"Yh!" The blond screamed lustfully into the gag as the hot rod ground against her insides. Her pussy pulsed from heat, sweat dripping from her skin, and her mind was melting from pleasure. Her saliva dripped onto her breasts and her pussy squirmed splashing juices on the floor. Almost every thrust resulted in her having an orgasm. Nate fucked her relentlessly until and she was to busy with her own pleasure to notice that he was about to cum.

As soon as Faye felt hot seed flooding her womb, she arched in a climax of her own. As Nate left her, hanging, her body still shook from the aftershocks of pleasure. As she looked down, her eyes found her tattoo - now it seemed to be full...

Slap!

"Yh~" Faye's body jolted as Nate slapped her ass again.

"That's one tight whore~" Nate said to his wife as he walked past her to the table. "Care to keep her company while I prepare some... equipment~?"

"Of course, honey~" Brooke smiled and kissed him. Then she turned to face the blond, a sadistic smile on her face.

Slap!

"Yhm~" Faye looked up as a hand landed on her tit.

"Wake up slut~" She looked at Brooke - her eyes widened at the sight of stap-on on the woman. It was large, and every inch of it was covered with bumps. A whimper escaped Faye as Brooke stood behind her.

"!" Orgasmic scream escaped Faye, as she felt the tool stimulate her entire pussy, as if it was a living being... and then Brooke started moving her hips.

 

[moonblack]

Esmerelda chuckles, ever so slowly pulling her finger out of her host's ass, before leaning in to plant a kiss on her neck. "You really love that, don't you?" She chuckles, before a ding noise comes from down the hall. "Ah, I think the waffles are done. Get up, soldier, orgasms are no excuse for sleeping on the job." The redhead jokes, swatting the magical girl's ass playfully.

Azura needed a few moments to gather her strength and get up. When she did she gave the redhead a mock angry glare. “I'll pay you back for this!” She threatened, though it was obvious she was not serious.

The freshly fucked magical girl took a moment to check herself out in a mirror and make sure she looked presentable, then looked at her lover and nodded. “Alright, let's go eat.”

 

[Daylan]

Sarah moans lewdly as the tentacles wrap around her body, Squidlock vicariously getting a feel of her buxom chest and ass as he constricts her.

Spoiler: Dark Magic Roll

D100: 76

The husband goes rigid, as Squidlock's spell takes effect, every muscle in his body seizing and locking up, leaving him helpless to watch his wife fall into Squidlock's clutches.

Pulling Sarah up against him, Squidlock uses a hand to openly fondle one of her breasts in front of the husband. "There are four ways this can go," he says to the frozen man, "The first is I fuck this woman like a lewd slut right in front of you and kill you afterwards. The second is I fuck her like a lewd slut in front of you and wipe your memories of the past hour or so. And just so you know, which of those I pick will depend on my mood in the moment. The third is you pass a message on to her sister for me, let her know someone has taken poor Sarah hostage because of her and tell her to come to an address I will give you if you agree to those terms. Oh and no calling the police or other 'friends' by either of you, of course, or I cannot guarantee your wife will remain safe since she'll be coming with me either way."

After a dramatic pause, giving Sarah's breast a particularly aggressive squeeze to draw another loud moan from her, he adds, "And the fourth? Well... tell me... have you ever dreamed of having both sisters at the same time? And I also notice a distinct lack of children in this little home. Has Sarah here been holding out on you on that front?"

 

[Tjf]

"W-what!?" Once the tension as gone from her body, Vanessa realiized how wet, and aroused she still was. "Bastard." She hissed, recalling how the younger looking Oscar managed to turn her on. I didn't react like this on that night... is it because of the collar that my sensitivity has gone through the roof? She thought to herself, unable to believe how easily excitable her body has become. No, forget that, right now I have bigger things to worry about. Vanessa shakes her head as she doesn't bother to change, she sits down in front of her laptop and starts searching for a freelance hero she could hire.

Trying to resist her urges, Vanessa focuses on pulling up a list of possible candidates.

Spoiler: Red Hawk

A fairly experienced hero, Red Hawk has the power of flight and super speed.

Spoiler: Valerius

Capable of opening portals to other universes, Valerius fights his foes by opening rifts to areas of massive untapped energy, imbuing himself with it, or striking his enemies with it. Like Red Hawk, he's been in Century City a while.

Spoiler: Dr Strasse

Far from a hero, but very much for hire, Strasse combines bleeding edge technological weaponry with a brilliant strategic mind to deal with foes. Surprisingly, he's near peak human conditioning, as well, though not superhuman.

Spoiler: Mylera

A fresh face in the hero-for-hire scene, Mylera has powers of telekinesis and telepathy.

Spoiler: Hammer?

As Vanessa's mind wanders, she considers Hammer. The man is a mercenary, after all. If she paid more than her foe, she could well sway him to her side - maybe even get an inside man in her enemy's camp.