Lady Midnight: The Return of Lady Delicious
By Captain Storyteller
This story is inspired and based on Lady
Midnight, Lady Delicious and other mentioned characters created and owned by
Mr. X.
Certain liberties were taken involving Lady
Delicious like a giving her an identity outside of being in costume and a
backstory that connects her to Lady Midnight. As a result this story might not be
considered canon unless Mr. X says otherwise.
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Brenda Wade was under a deadline, the Asian
villainess known as Dragon Queen had captured most of the members of She Legion.
Ms. Americana, Flag Girl, Got Gal and her sidekick Got Chic, Wolf Woman, and
Jungle Babe had all been lured into ambush at one of Dragon Queen’s hideout.
The superheroines thought they would be taking the
villainess by surprise, but instead it was they who walked right into a cleaver
masterminded trap.
Lady Midnight wasn’t among the captured heroines as
Angela Grear couldn’t escape from her duties as an Assistant District Attorney
and was in court that eventful afternoon.
Dragon Queen appeared on live television later that
evening, using a powerful pirated transmitter to overwrite every television
broadcast. In typical super-villain fashion, she gloated how easily Ms.
Americana and friends were defeated by her skilled ninjas, and cleverly placed
chloroform traps, and showed glimpses of the helpless heroines being bound,
tortured, and raped by various methods.
The villainess declared that she would selling the
superheroines off into white slavery at a pirate auction on the dark web
tomorrow at noon. The broadcast ended with Dragon Queen warning that the
remaining Detla City Heroines had all better retire or they would face a
similar fate.
Angela Grear needed to find out exactly where Dragon
Queen had relocated to and where she was holding the captured heroines before
it was too late.
Right now the beautiful 34-yearold black woman sat
behind her desk at the District Attorney’s office looking over the files of
Dragon Queen’s known associates and past business clients using the DCPD’s
database on her computer.
Dragon Queen’s past business clients in the slavery
trade included such criminals such as the Slaver, Joey “The Pimp”, the
Violator, and Elsa of the Fourth Reich Council. The thought of the possibility
of her friends being sold to any of those monsters made Angela’s stomach turn.
Angela then looked over at the list of known
associates. Dragon Queen’s real name was unknown so there wasn’t a list of
family members, but there was also a list of former henchmen and ninjas that
once worked as part of her crew, but most of them either were either dead or in
prison. Then there were a few names of known super villain associates: the
Geek, the Trapster, and Lady Delicious.
The Geek was currently in jail and the Trapster was
believed dead, which only left the last name on the list, the one that hit
Angela pretty hard as she saw it... Sasha Yum a.k.a. Lady Delicious.
Angela tapped the mouse next to her laptop and
viewed the information on Lady Delicious, most of the background information
she already knew by heart.
According to the database, Sasha Yum was a 33
year-old half Asian, half Caucasian woman. She 5’ 7”, 115 lbs. with jet black
hair and brown eyes.
Sasha’s mother was an Asian diplomat who fell in
love and married a former American senator. Sasha Yum was a shut-in growing up,
often craving attention and adventure from overprotective parents.
Although Sasha was very privileged growing up and
attended some of the best private schools in the world, she depended that her
parents allow her to attend Delta City College which was located in the heart
of her favorite city.
“Sasha...” said Angela as she stared at the mugshot
of Lady Delicious on her laptop monitor as her mind drifted back to earlier
times.
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A college dorm room, 16 years ago...
“Come on Angie, its Friday night,” said the young college
coed named Sasha Yum to her attractive young roommate Angela Grear. “We should
go out and do something adventurous. I know just the place too... it will be
delicious!”
“You know girlfriend, I really hate it when you call
me that,” said the dark skinned African American young woman as she sat at a
desk reading her law books about criminal prosecution. “I wish I could, but I
have too much to study and learn if I want to pass Monday’s test.”
“As much as you read that thing, you should know
every paragraph in that book in your sleep,” complained Sasha folding her arms
over her ample breasts. “I know you’re trying to honor your late father, but
you need to learn to live a little.”
“The last time I listened to you Sasha, you ended up
taking me to a good awful frat party,” said Angela. “Not only did I end up
drunk, I think I was molested and groped by every guy there.”
“Oh come on, you had fun and you know it,” teased Sasha
as she walked up behind Angela and placed her hands down on shoulders.
Angela shrugged and relaxed to the gentle massage.
She then shamefully admitted with a smile, “Yeah.. It was fun. So Sasha, where
do you want to take me this time?”
“How about a place that I bet a goody two-shoes like
yourself would never dream of ever going,” said Sasha with a playful giggle. “There’s
a new BDSM club that just opened on the edge of Riverside Street, in the shady
part of town near Sugar Town.”
“A BDSM club,” gasped Angela in disbelief. “Clubbing
is one thing, but a BDSM and that close to Sugar Town, if I even just step foot
into a place like that, I might as well kiss my dreams of becoming a district attorney
good bye!”
“Oh, don’t be silly,” said Sasha as she sauntered
over to the closet. “No one is going who you are, that’s the best thing about
going to a BDSM, everyone wears masks! Now take a look, I already picked some potential
outfits for us.”
Angela stood up from her chair as Sasha presented
her with a purple high cut halter sleeveless bodysuit made of synthetic latex.
“Oh my Gawd,” said Angela as picked it up and
pressed it against her body and looked at the mirror that hung on the wall.
“And you expect me to wear this around a group of people in a sex club, I’ll be
raped for sure!”
“It’s no different than wearing a bikini at a beach,”
giggled Sasha, “Go on try it on.”
Angela sighed as she gave into her friend and
stepped into the bathroom. She quickly stripped completely nude and then with a
heavy heart she slipped on the tight purple latex outfit.
To her surprise the outfit fir her body like a glove
and it made her figure look even more voluptuous. Angela put a hand on her hip
and looked at herself in the bathroom mirror.
“Wow,” said Angela suddenly feeling not just sexy in
her skimpy skin tight catsuit, but empowered.
Angela wondered briefly what type of outfit Sasha
may have chosen for herself. She opened the door and saw that her roommate and
best friend was decked out in a lacy white bra and panties number with garter
belt secured around her waist with straps attached to her sheer thigh high
white stockings that matched her long silky arm gloves and a black domino mask on
her face. The final touch was the 9-inch high heels on her beautiful feet.
“Damn girl, you look amazing,” said Angela.
“You look quite delicious yourself dear,” said Sasha
as she picked up the purple domino mask off the bed and sauntered straight over
to Angela and the slipped domino mask into place onto her friend’s face.
“I don’t think we could make out the building
dressed like this,” said Angela.
“Fear not, I have a few trench coats,” said Sasha.
“Once we arrive at the club we merely slip them off and become our secret
personas.”
“Secret personas,” asked Angela.
“That’s what everyone does at a BDSM club, isn’t
it,” said Sasha. “They strip off their daily clothes and don something sexy, naughty,
and sinfully delicious, something in contrast of who they are during the day,
so at night they can walk on the wild side. We won’t even have to give people
our real names, we be whoever we want to be. Won’t that be just delicious?”
Angela giggled and quipped, “So who am I supposed to
be dressed like this, Black Mistress?”
“You’ll be quite popular tonight in that delicious
latex outfit and your natural dark skin, the mysterious mistress that arrived
at the midnight hour,” said Sasha as watched Angela slip her long arm gloves
and then sit down to zip up her thigh high leather boots. “Midnight! That’s
what you should yourself! Lady Midnight!”
“Well if I’m Lady Midnight, maybe you should be
called Lady Delicious,” laughed Angela, “That seems appropriate since that
seems to be your favorite word!”
“Delicious, I love it!” said Sasha. “I already
picture us walking into that establishment together side by side, the Ladies
Midnight and Delicious! Those poor horny toads, they’ll all bow down to us!”
“It was fun to play dress up, but we’re both too
young yet to be going to place like that,” Angela explained as she posed in
front of the mirror at looking herself dressed as some type of masked dominatrix,
she then turned to Sasha and said, “That place is as a god damn sex club.”
“Are you kidding me,” said Sasha in disbelief. “You
make it sound like you’re too proud to have sex! College is supposed to be the
FUN years!”
“I thought we both agreed that we weren’t ever going
to behave like the tarts on the cheerleading squad,” said Angela.
“I thought it was only in the regard that we don’t spread
our legs for just anyone,” said Sasha. “O.M.G! Are you a virgin?!!!”
“I.. I’ve been with a boy once,” admitted Angela blushing,
“Everyone experiments, and it’s not like I’m some prune when comes to sex or
that I’m having disillusions of saving myself until my honeymoon!”
“Delicious, then grab your coat and let’s go,”
suggested Sasha.
“I can’t,” protested Angela. “When my father was
alive, I was my Dad’s little angel growing up and in my heart.. I’m a GOOD
girl! It would break his heart to look down from Heaven and see me in a place
like that! Besides I can’t risk engaging in sexy encounters... I’ll only end up
pregnant.”
“Fine if you’re staying in, I guess I will too,”
said Sasha. “It’s certainly clear that you obviously need some corrupting!”
Angela giggled at her friend placing hand on her hip
while facing Sasha, “Oh, and what are you going to tempt me, invite over a boy?”
“Who said anything about a boy,” Sasha asked softly.
“Have you ever experimented with a girl?”
Angela blushed and shook her head no, “I’m not that
kind of girl..”
“Maybe you are,” said Sasha as she posed seductively
for Angela, brushing her fingers against her breasts. “It might be delicious
for us to experiment together. I’ve always had a delicious crush on you.”
Angela’s eyes almost bulged right out the domino
mask she was wearing, “Are you saying you.. You want to have... sex.. with me?!”
Sasha said nothing, she merely sauntered and slinked
forward like a seductress and pressed her breasts against Angela’s and whispered
into her ear, “I think you know what I want...”
Angela nodded her head and whispered, “I’ve never
even kissed a girl before.”
“Allow me the delicious honor,” said Sasha as she gently
pushed Angela against a wall.
Sasha tilted her head and kissed the young black
woman lightly on the lips before gently nibbling and sucking on Angela’s lower
lip. Angela just stood there and was confused, wondering if she should push
Sasha away or if she should give in to her.
Angela ultimately decided on inaction, letting her
seductive roommate to enjoy her fun for a moment longer, also allowing herself
the chance to experiment. Angela kissed Sasha back and parted her lips to allow
her friend’s tongue inside her mouth as their bodies embraced into a hug.
“I suppose that wasn’t so bad,” said Angela after
the kiss was finally broken.
“It was quite.. Delicious,” said Sasha whispered
hotly into Angela’s ear before she licked and kissed it.
Angela let out a soft gasp as Sasha began groping
her ebony body. She blushed as she felt her roommate’s breasts pushing and
pressing against her own.
“If we do this, it will just ruin our friendship,”
said Angela pouncing on Sasha, grabbing her wrists and reversing their positions
against the wall.
Sasha merely smiled as her back was now pressed
against the wall, her hands pinned on opposite sides of her head as she stared
into Angela’s masked eyes. “We can be friends with benefits, wouldn’t that be
delicious?”
“Well Lady Delicious, since you want me so badly,
show me what you got,” said Angela releasing her wrists.
“Very well, Lady Midnight,” Sasha teased before
pouncing on Angela, pushing her over onto to one of their beds and started
making out with her in a rough fashion.
Both young college girls were soon moaning loudly
and their hands clawing at each other’s costumes, tearing some of them off
their bodies and leaving them discarded on the bed and floor.
Sasha pushed Angela back on the bed and moved beside
her. Slowly she kissed and skillfully caressed her body. Her touch was soft and
deft.
“Just go gently with me.. I’m not into the rough
stuff yet,” said Angela as she noted how skillful Sasha was a lesbian lover.
“Just relax and enjoy,” Sasha said to her planting a
soft kiss on Angela’s now exposed breast as her hand journeyed down the young
black woman’s stomach to pussy.
Sasha soon had Angela’s breasts swollen and aching
from her kisses and caresses. It seemed she knew just how to touch a woman in
all the right places. She rolled Angela’s nipples and made her pussy wet.
“Oh God,” moaned Angela as she clinched the sheets
as Sasha began kissing her way slowly down her belly, leaving a wet trail
kisses and tongue licks.
“You.. You’ve obviously done this before,” said
Angela looking down at Sasha who was eyeing her pussy.
“Yes, I’ve had several lesbian lovers,” admitted
Sasha softly as she gently directed Angela to spread her beautiful ebony legs
apart so that she could move in and kiss her pussy.
“They all thought me different things, unique ways
that only another woman’s touch can give pleasure to a woman,” said Sasha before
licking Angela’s cunt with her tongue while stroking the young woman’s inner
ebony thighs. “But finally with you, I get to be the teacher.”
“Oh fuck,” moaned Angela as threw back her head and
experienced her first climax caused at the hands of a woman. There would be
plenty more to follow that night.
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16 years later...
Angela Grear moved the shadows of the night fully
dressed in the costume of Lady Midnight. She was in the shady red light
district of Delta City known as Sugar Town, approaching the last home address
Sasha Yum was listed living at since the completion of her parole six years
ago.
Lady Midnight ran and leaped from rooftop to
rooftop, until she stood on the roof of the rundown apartment in which Sasha
Yum now lived. How the mighty had fallen, Sasha was from wealthy family, which
had long since disowned her, embarrassed and ashamed of her criminal exploits as
Lady Delicious.
Angela climbed down the fire escape and approached
the front door. There was no need for an overly dramatic entrance; Sasha hadn’t
committed a crime in years.
The ebony avenger pressed her gloved finger on the
doorbell and waited. Angela noticed movement on the other side of the peephole
and listened as the many deadbolt locks were unlocked one at a time.
The door slowly openly and there stood Sasha Yum
dressed rather conservatory in tight jeans and a long sleeve blouse, it was a
long cry from her days of wearing nothing but lingerie, even outdoors.
You could hear a pin drop as the two ladies looked
at each other after all this time.
“Hello Sasha,” said Lady Midnight breaking the
silence.
Sasha looked at the body of the ebony superheroine
standing outside her doorway and then into her masked eyes and softly replied,
“Hello Angela.”
Angela noted that, Sasha may have been dressed more conservatively
than she had in years and may have been wearing little makeup, but at 33 years
of age she was still one of the most beautiful women that Angela had ever laid
eyes on. She could easily be considered a knockout or passed as a supermodel.
“You better come in before you draw the attention of
the neighbors,” suggested Sasha.
Lady Midnight nodded and stepped inside and asked,
“What are doing in a dump like this.”
“After my failed career as a super villainess, my
family disowned me,” said Sasha as she walked into the living room. “True, once
a made parole I had that brief bit of fame on the television news circuit, but
that quickly dried up. I tried modeling once, but the professional magazines
and photographers black listed me for my sins. The only work I found was in the
porn industry, maybe you’ve heard of my biggest hit: Debbie Does Delicious. I
only made the one video as I realized I had hit rock bottom. I ended up
settling for a job at a dive bar as a waitress.”
“I’m sorry that your life turned out so bad, but I’m
not here on a social visit,” said Lady Midnight.
“I expected as much,” said Sasha as she sat in a
loveseat sofa and crossed her legs. “This is no doubt about Dragon Queen. I saw
she captured Ms. Americana and some of her friends.”
“You once were ‘friends’ with her,” said Lady
Midnight. “Any idea of any hideouts she might be using?”
“I’ve haven’t been in touch with her since I got out
of prison,” said Sasha. “But you remember that BDSM club I once tried to
persuade you to visit?”
“Oh course,” said Lady Midnight.
“I hear these days that she owns it, off the books
of course,” said Sasha.
“Thank you,” said Lady Midnight as she turned to the
door to leave.
As the ebony crusader put her hand on the door knob,
she heard Sasha ask, “Do you ever think of me? Think of what we could have
become if we had stayed together?”
“I’d be lying if I didn’t,” said Angela as turned to
face Sasha. “We were lovers for two years, at one point I even thought we might
be married one day. Then I was planning to surprise you with a ring, I saw the
blueprints of the museum and your plans for your first heist... It was clear
that we were on separate paths.”
“I wanted you to be my partner that night,” said
Sasha as she uncrossed her legs and rose from her seat. “The Ladies Midnight
and Delicious, I thought we would one day rule Delta City as the Queens of Crime.
I never expected that you would be such a prune and walk away from me.”
“As I told you in college, I’m a GOOD girl,” said
Lady Midnight putting her hands on her hips as Sasha slowly advanced towards
her.
“You don’t dress like a good girl,” said Sasha.
“True, you traded out some of the pieces of the costume that I designed for you.
You may have replace it with some more practical boots and something more
flexible in spandex, but in spirit you still look like the bad girl that I
envisioned you to be and you still even use the name that I came up for you which
was originally meant for our NAUGHTY fun!”
“Despite how much you turned into a bad seed, our
time in college was special to me,” said Angela. “Perhaps that’s the reason I
kept the moniker of Lady Midnight.”
“Quite a risk too, since I your best friend turned
super villainess could easily draw a line between Lady Midnight and Angela
Grear,” said Sasha. “All those years, I could have taken you at any time I
wanted.”
“I know,” said Angela, “but I wanted to know if
there was any chance for redemption for you. If our time together meant
anything to you, then you would never betray me.”
“I can’t say that I hadn’t thought about it,” said
Sasha. “I did plenty of naughty things to your lovely colleagues, but I never could
bring myself to go after the one heroine who would be the easiest target of them
all to find.”
“Nor did you ever try to blackmail me into using my
influence as an A.D.A. to reduce your punishment,” said Lady Midnight as
pinched her domino mask and peeled it off to fully reveal her face to Sasha.
“Perhaps I’m as sentimental of our college years as
you are,” said Sasha smiling. “It’s a pity that I hear that you’re believed to
be a real straight shooter these days. I read in the tabloids that you once
shoot down Ms. Americana after she made a pass at you.”
“Americana is good friend, but I’m a man’s kind of
woman,” said Angela.
“You used to say the same thing in college,” said
Sasha.
“You’re the only woman that I ever let get under my
skin,” said Angela. “You seduced me.”
“Is that so,” cooed Sasha as she moved close to Lady
Midnight as she stood close to the door. Angela backed up a step and her ebony
ass brushed against the door.
Before Lady Midnight could say or do anything, Sasha
put her arms around her. Standing on her tip toes, she gave the ebony avenger a
long, vigorous kiss.
Lady Midnight summoned the strength and turned her
head to break the kiss.
“Mmm.. That was delicious,” said Sasha. “Just like
old times.”
“Girlfriend... Now is not the time,” whispered
Angela as Sasha began kissing the side of her neck.
“Delicious, I’ve missed this,” Sasha teased in a
sultry voice.
“No.. I’ve got to go,” said Lady Midnight. “Ms.
Americana and the other heroines are at the mercy of Dragon Queen! They could
be in the process of being raped by her ninjas or worse her experiments even as
we speak!”
Sasha smiled and turned her back to Angela as slowly
sauntered towards her bedroom.
Lady Midnight shook her head as she suddenly began to
feel lightheaded and dizzy.
“That kiss...” gasped Lady Midnight as she slumped
down on one knee, “What.. What did you.. What did you do to me?”
Sasha looked back over at Lady Midnight and smiled
wickedly. “Living in Sugar Town, a girl has to take measures to protect herself
in this part of town. Some girls carry mace, I wear a special lipstick that has
a low level neurotoxin. In the heat of the moment, I forgot I was wearing it.
Fear not, I’ll take good care of you and the drug’s effect on your mind should
be quite delicious. Now wait here while I change my clothes into something more
appropriate and delicious.”
Lady Midnight’s eyes felt like they had the weight
of the world on top of them and closed as passed out, landing on the floor in a
heap.
******************
Hours later darkness slowly turned to light. Angela
bobbed her head around and shook the cobwebs out of her head. When she tried to
sit up, she instantly realized that she was bound to a beautiful four poster
bed that was draped in beautiful red satin sheets, her hands were shackled in
leather restraints at her wrists and so were her ankles which were spread wide
apart.
To Angela’s horror she realized that she was now
naked, stripped of her purple costume, boots, gloves, and her gadget belt. She
was tugged on the restraints but to no avail, only she could only move her head
to peer around.
The door opened and in sauntered Sasha Yum fully
dressed in her lacy Lady Delicious attire which consisted of a sexy satin bra
and matching panties, a matching red garter belt attached to fishnet red
stockings with a rose pattern design. The final touch was a red domino mask
concealing her face.
“Delicious,” declared the beautiful seductress
seeing that Angela was now awake.
Lady Delicious seductively sauntered over to Angela
“After all this years, I can’t believe I finally
have you chained to my bed,” teased Lady Delicious as she softly traced her
fingers along Angela’s long legs, to her hip, and across her flat stomach to
circle around her luscious round ebony breasts.
“Let me go Sasha, and as a friend I’ll overlook this
transgression,” said Angela.
“Please lover, call me Delicious,” said the
villainess in a sultry voice. Sasha’s fingers brushed against Angela’s nipples
and they instantly hardened as if obeying Lady Delicious’ silent command.
“Do you still love me,” asked Lady Delicious.
“N-No!” protested Angela. “I.. I’m over you!”
“Are you now,” Lady Delicious asked softly before
leaning in and planting soft kisses on Angela’s left breast, kissing her nipple
and sucking on it.
“Please... No.. Don’t..” whined Angela as she
helplessly watched as Lady Delicious lapped her soft tongue around her nipple
and then moved on to kiss and lick her other breast.
“Your delicious lips may say no, but your body still
deliciously loves me,” teased Sasha as she moved her head back and looked into
Angela’s eyes.
Lady Delicious smiled evilly moving a hand down
Angela Stomach and sliding it along her hip and then placing it against
Angela’s inner thighs.
“Stop it.. You’ve had your fun,” whined Angela.
“Lover, I’m just getting started,” said Lady
Delicious as she vulgarly swept her and slid her hand over the black woman’s
shaven bare vagina.
Angela shuddered as she felt Lady Delicious run her
fingers between her pussy lips. She protested, “No! Stop!!!”
“You know you want it,” leered Lady Delicious,
“You’re so deliciously WET!!!”
Angela let out a ferocious scream as she felt her
pussy being molested by Sasha’s long fingers. Angela bucked her hips wildly as
Lady Delicious sent chills of unwanted waves of sexual arousal through her
body.
“Doesn’t that feel good Angela,” cooed Lady
Delicious as she trusted her both index and middle fingers into Angela’s cunt,
relentlessly moving it back and forth. “You may like to pretend to be the GOOD
girl, but deep down you KNOW you’re not! You’re as KINKY and as NAUGHTY as me!”
“No… This is rape! RAPE!!” screamed Angela feeling
Sasha’s fingers plunging deeper and deeper.
Angela’s face was soaked with sweat. As Lady
Midnight, Angela had been captured and raped before, but never by someone who
was not only a friend, but by someone she once loved, at least until now.
“Remember all those naughty and kinky things we used
to do together in college,” asked Lady Delicious bringing her face inches away
from Angela’s as she continued moving her fingers in and out her pussy.
“Remember that time we did it in the back of that movie theatre? Remember how
scared you were we’d be caught?”
“Yesss…” whined Angela feeling her orgasm
approaching.
“My favorite was the shores of that public beach well
after midnight during spring break,” said Sasha.
“Mine too..” conceded Angela closing her eyes,
surrendering to Lady Delicious’ erotic and forbidden ministrations as her
thoughts drifted to sexier memories of her college years. Angela let out soft
sigh, “Spring break was never the same after that...”
“Delicious, now you’re making me wet,” said Lady
Delicious sliding her free hand in-between her own thighs and massaged her own
pussy through the g-string panties she had on.
Both women screamed together and climaxed. It was
the first of many orgasms to be shared that night.
******************
Twenty minutes before it became noon, Ms. Americana,
Flag Girl, Got Gal and her sidekick Got Chic, Wolf Woman, and Jungle Babe stood
in full costume (minus any power belts or other magical items) bound and gagged
ready to be the main attraction of a secret white slavery auction that was
being run by the beautiful but deadly Dragon Queen.
“Stop looking so glum Americana, I hear a certain Middle
Eastern world dictator has his eye on you,” chuckled Dragon Queen as she
approached the star spangled superheroine. “Soon I’ll have enough to continue
my mutant experiments! I’m sure you not so heroic bimbos will fetch top dollar
on the black market, in fact I believe the bids will go beyond my wildest
dreams!”
The Queen of Justice gave her an angry scowl which
only made Dragon Queen laugh.
“I bet you poor bitches are still holding out some
hope, that just maybe you’re going to somehow be rescued from this impending
fate,” teased Dragon Queen. “Well if you’re pinning your hopes on your old friend
Lady Midnight than please allow me to dash your hopes!”
Dragon Queen nodded to two of her henchmen who were
guarding the doors to the large complex, on que they opened the doors and a
half naked Lady Midnight walked into the room with her hands handcuffed behind
her back and her ankles in leg irons. Her only items of clothing were her mask,
gloves, and boots. The rest of her ebony body was on display in its naked
glory.
Lady Midnight was escorted into the room at gunpoint
by the masked villainess known as Lady Delicious dressed in her usual silky and
lacy undergarments and high heels.
“After all this time, I can’t believe you would
betray me like me,” cried Lady Midnight.
“How delicious does it feel, being betrayed by
someone you once loved,” asked Lady Delicious as she cupped one of Lady
Midnight’s luscious ebony breasts and groped it.
“No.. Ohhhh!!! Stop that!!” cried Lady Midnight as
her enormous breast sloshed about in Lady Delicious’ small hand.
“Poor Lady Midnight, it’s a pity that I know quite
intimately how your delicious body likes to be touched,” said Lady Delicious as
her other hand caressed and stroked Lady Midnight’s right hip and ebony buttock.
“No!! This can’t be happening to me!” cried Lady
Midnight before Lady Delicious wrapped her arms around her and pressed her body
against hers, stomach to stomach, breast to breast, and kissed her fully on the
lips.
Lady Midnight felt deeply humiliated by being forced
to kiss Lady Delicious in front of the crowd of Dragon Queen and her goons and
the captured superheroines. As they kissed, Angela felt Sasha’s hand reach
around and grab her. She felt something metal being forced into the palm of her
hand. Angela squeezed her hand shut and clutched onto the item.
“Mmmm, that was delicious,” purred Sasha as she
broke the kiss and stepped back. She then plucked out a small tube of lipstick
that stored tucked insider the center of her bra.
“Opps, I forgot to put on my special delicious
lipstick,” said Lady Delicious as she winked at Lady Midnight.
Lady Delicious turned away and sauntered towards
Dragon Queen, applying the lipstick and smeared it over her beautiful lips.
Dragon Queen was distracted by directing her
henchmen and well trained ninjas to set the digital cameras for another live
pirated broadcast.
“It’s almost noon,” said Dragon Queen. “Once we go
live I just know how to start the show to draw in the large bidders. We’ll
promise to unmask Lady Midnight on live television if someone bids over ten
thousand dollars!”
“That sounds deliciously evil,” said Lady Delicious.
“I can’t believe that you managed to capture Lady
Midnight all on your own,” said Dragon Queen. “I couldn’t believe it when I got
your call this morning, but deep down I always knew you would eventually come
out of retirement sooner or later.”
“I think I owe you a delicious kiss for letting me
contribute to your show,” said Lady Delicious.
“That indeed would be delicious,” said Dragon Queen
as she embraced Lady Delicious like lovers and pressed their beautiful lips
together for a passionate lesbian kiss.
Meanwhile with everyone distracted by the kiss, Lady
Midnight carefully opened the palm of her hand to reveal the item that Lady
Delicious had slipped into the palm of her hand. It was the metal lock pic from
the heroine’s utility gadget belt.
Dragon Queen broke the kiss with Lady Delicious and
took a few steps backwards suddenly feeling woozy and light-headed.
“Tha.. Tha.. That was some kiss,” babbled the
beautiful Asian woman dressed in a tight colorful Asian themed dress before she
stumbled over and fell face first into Lady Delicious’ awaiting arms.
“The Mistress has been betrayed,” cried one of the
ninjas lunging towards Lady Delicious as the other ninjas and henchmen
surrounded her.
However the ninjas were suddenly attacked from
behind by Lady Midnight and the other super heroines who were now all free from
their bounds. The ninjas and henchmen were easily overwhelmed and defeated by the
fighting skill of Lady Midnight and the might of Delta City’s brave and bold
super heroines.
******************
A short time later, the police finally arrived and
Dragon Queen and her minions were taken into police custody. Lady Midnight (who
had been reunited with her missing costume) approached Lady Delicious who was now
the one in handcuffs while being interrogated by a young police officer who
looked to be fresh from the academy.
“Well Delicious, looks like you must have missed
your cellblock in prison, you villains never change,” chuckled the officer.
“I suppose I really do deserve this in some way,”
said Lady Delicious smiling at the ebony crusader.
“Let her go officer, Lady Delicious was working
undercover under my supervision the entire time,” said Lady Midnight.
“She.. She was?!” said the young twenty year-old officer.
“Lady Delicious agreed to help me and... ‘pretended’
to capture me,” said Lady Midnight giving Sasha a brief glare at the word:
‘pretended.’
“Please forgive me, Ms. Delicious,” quickly
apologized the young man in uniform as his hands trembled to unlock the
handcuffs from the wrists of the former villainess. “Saw you back in costume
and I umm.. assumed the worst!”
“That’s quite alright officer,” said Sasha in a sultry
voice as she turned to face him. “Despite the slipup, I am deliciously found of
being handcuffed and restrained by handsome and YOUNG officers of the law!”
The officer smiled and blushed as Lady Delicious traced
her finger atop of his metal badge pinned onto his uniform.
“If you have time later tonight, maybe you take me
someplace private and read me my rights,” whispered Lady Delicious. “Wouldn’t
that be delicious?”
The young officer was speechless and merely bobbed
his head yes.
Lady Midnight on the other hand was far less than
impressed by Lady Delicious’ activities and grabbed hold of her hand and tugged
her away like a mother dragging a child away to school.
“Sorry kid, I need ummm.. to finish getting her
statement,” said Lady Midnight.
Lady Delicious blew the officer a kiss and seductively
walked away with Lady Midnight.
“Do you care to explain yourself to me,” asked Lady
Midnight as she escorted Sasha out of the building.
“Well he is deliciously cute for his age and I’ve
always wanted a delicious affair with a younger..”
“That’s not what I meant,” said Lady Midnight. “I
thought you betrayed me! Last night you RAPED me! And when I’m about to be sold
off into slavery, you slip me the key to my escape. Whose side are you on?”
“My own,” Lady Delicious said softly. “That doesn’t
mean that I also don’t care and I think you already know that. Ask yourself,
was last night really a violation?”
“I suppose I had it coming,” said Lady Midnight. “That’s
the occupational hazard of being a superheroine if I get caught.”
“I think you secretly like being caught,” said Lady
Delicious. “Superheroines love to give long speeches about how they live to
uphold virtue, justice, and the American way, but that’s a bunch of shit
because deep down you and your goody two-shoes friends all love being defeated
having all that power, responsibility, and duty stripped away. Being captured,
depowered, groped, and raped into submission is the only thing that turns you
on like foreplay!”
“It’s not like that,” said Lady Midnight. “As I said
to you before... I’m a GOOD girl!”
“That response is delicious,” smiled the villainess.
“But I know you better Angie and more intimately than even your friend
Americana does. That’s the reason why you came to my rescue just now when you
could have instead easily have said ‘Take her away officer, Lady Delicious
raped me!”
“Sasha, I suppose you are right,” admitted Angela.
“At times, I’m no heroine, I’m a fraud! At times when I lose, I feel a rush of
excitement that more than just arouses me. The thought of being powerless to
someone who could dominate me and easily unmask me or destroy me usually puts
me over the edge. The thought of knowing that my sexy roommate from college was
a sexy villainess who enjoys raping heroines and that she knew everything there
is to know about me and my secret identity has been filling me with fantasies
for years. In college you were the only gal who could ever tempt me. My alter
ego, Lady Midnight was doomed the moment I stepped inside your apartment, losing
to you as Lady Delicious was a dream come true. Last night wasn’t rape, it was
fulfillment!”
“Delicious, Angela Grear and Lady Midnight has
finally shown her true self,” said Lady Delicious flashing a sexy smile before
she seductively asked, “Whatever shall I do with you?”
“How about we adduct that young cop you were just
hitting up on and have a threesome at your place,” Lady Midnight suggested with
a warm smile on her face.
Lady Delicious grinned and soon both women broke
into laughter.
The End