Ms Patriot: Finding Her Bliss (Grimme City Super Heroines in Peril) (Grimme City Super Heroines in Peril Series) by Ship Don

Ms Patriot: Finding Her Bliss (Grimme City Super Heroines in Peril) (Grimme City Super Heroines in Peril Series) by Ship Don

Author:Ship, Don [Ship, Don]
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Publisher: Rogue House Press
Published: 2014-02-08T16:00:00+00:00


Chapter 4

“My life sucks,” Jennifer groaned, holding her head as she sat up.

She woke up sprawled atop a pool table, feet hanging off. Jennifer looked at her bare feet, wondering what happened to her boots. No one had ever taken her boots before. So odd. She looked around for her costume, and realized she didn’t know where she was.

Then she remembered the frat party. Frat orgy? Really, more of a frat gangbang. Hours and hours of nonstop sex with one pimply-face frat boy after another, and a few sorority girls. The light in the windows said it was full day outside, and the clock on the wall said it was five after one. And all around her were passed out frat boys and a few girls. Everyone was naked.

“Oh Goddess! Club Depraved!” she said, reaching up to find her mask gone. The guard, Stan, took it. But he didn’t recognize her. “Thank the Goddess.”

But it was bad. Real bad. First, she failed to get the blackmail material. Layla still owned her. On top of that, she lost her power belt. She had extra of the rest of her costume, but she’d had a recent run of bad luck. Of her five power belts, one was chopped into pieces the last time The Kidd got the drop on her, another was lost five months back when she caught two muggers, and a third snuck up behind her and ripped it off her body. They ran away with the belt. She lost two to white slavers, who captured her and sold the belts even before selling her. She escaped, but was minus those two power belts. And now Stan the guard took her last one.

It’ll be another two months before the next power belt is finished, she thought miserably.

“I got to get out of here,” she said, and slipped off the pool table.

“Hey, Layla. Great party, heh?” a chubby frat boy said, walking in eating a sub. “You were great.”

“Did I make love to you?”

“Three times,” he said. “But I never got the BJ you promised.” He cupped his crotch. “But I’m ready now, if you want to.”

Jennifer’s body turned all squishy inside, as butterflies exploded and liquidy heat filled her from the pussy out. She felt a tremor deep inside, and her knees grew weak and unsteady. She so wanted to suck his dick. That knowledge sickened and humiliated her, but she couldn’t deny how much she needed to have sex.

“Goddess, they are messing with my mind,” she muttered. “All this sex is turning me into a sex-starved cougar or something.” She looked at the chubby frat boy in disgust, feeling her face starting to heat up due to her humiliating weakness. “I’m in a hurry, boy, so try to come fast, okay?”

Jennifer knelt before him, took his semi-flaccid cock in hand and started stroking it. He quickly hardened, and she started licking from head to base, and back up. By the time Jennifer returned to his dick head, he was rock hard.



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