A story which is direct sequel to the D.V. Pyle's "Champion", so read that story first before reading this. Any comments, feedback and complains: gregnails65@gmail.com

Spark (of the resistance)


Angel sat in her office, working with some papers involving further actions against resistance forces. Champion sobbed meekly, she served for Angel as a chair. Not so long ago she was a heroine, defending her people against the racist tyranny of the Arya. But she failed, Angel made her just a mere slave. Her captor even changed her nickname, turning Champion into Tits Brace.

Champion's costume was gone. Instead she wore a knee lenght boots and long gloves, nothing more. Her round breasts were linked with a golden chain with rings in her dark, big nipples.. She also had a collar with word "slave" engraved. Her ebony booty had marks of the several spankings her cruel misterss gave her occasionally every time she did something wrong. 

“Ok, Tits” said Angel to her slave. “It's time for you to tell me everything about the most powerful warriors of your kind. I want to know all the details. And don't you dare to hide anything from me, or you know what's gonna happened to you, right?” - she said, giving Champion a slap on her ass.

“Yes, mistress...” poor ebony skinned beauty sobbed and gave her all the knowledge she needed. Her ass trembled, wondering what kind of evil punishment Angel would find for her if she'd lie to her mistress. She felt terrible betraying her comrades, but what choice she had?

Spark was hiding in the forest, next to the railway track. Tall, dark skinned girl with long, curly black hair and tight, blue costume hid herself in the bushes, awaiting the train. Soon the sounds of the upcoming vehicle were heard. Spark smiled, preparing her flames. She was about to wreck this train, like she did before some times, destroying supplies transported to the soldiers who were fighting against her kind. 

Thanks to her powers, she was best suited for such operations. Not only she could use flames, but also, she could turn herself transparent, making its easy to quickly disappear from the place of the attack. Thanks to these absilities, she managed to destroy couple of the Arya transport, slowing their advance. 

A train was just arriving. She prepared a burst of flames and shot it right into her target. But to her surprise, flames vanished right before they reached the train, like some kind of power field protected the vehicle. Or maybe her attack was just too weak. What was going on?

Spark run out of the bushes, to move closer. Train stopped. Did she succeed? But in the next moment the doors of the wagon opened. Spark looked with surprise at the three big hoses aimed at her. Before she could do something, hoses shot a huge loads of cold, wet, soapy foam that instantly covered Spark's body from head to toe.

Confused heroine tried to produce her flames, but they vanished instantly in the wet foam. It was strange. Spark realized that something is wrong and turned back to escape. She decided to go invisible, but then, to her horror, she realized that her body is covered with that foam, making her shafts perfectly visible. Moment later she slipped on the wet grass and fell down. Before she could raise, a feet landed on her back, pinning her to the ground.

“What do we have here? A little miss terrorist?” a clear, loud voice was heard. Spark turned her head a bit to see a tall blonde, dressed in golden bustier and shiny, silver costume. She held a long, wooden pole with a shining ball on the top. Spark recognized that woman – she was known as Purity, one of the Angel's subordinates and her most skilled warriors. 

Spark realized that she was in a gravy danger. She started to struggle, but Purity smiled and  twisted Spark's hands, using a handcuff to secure them behind Spark's back. “You caused us quite a troubles, Sparky” she said. “Time for you to pay for this. And I'm gonna enjoy every second of that”.

With these words she grabbed her pole and hit Spark's ass with a metal ball. A loud cry of pain was heard as ball hit its target. Purity repeated this action several times, making Spark cry with agony. To her own horror, ebony heroine realized that with every hit her powers are leaving her, absorbed by the Purity's rod. She tried to escape, but Purity hit her legs with a pole, making her fell on earth again.

Purity knelt next to her, caressing Spark's curly black hair. “Shhh, kitty, you're not going anywhere” with these words she snapped a collar with a leash on Spark's neck. “Slave” was engraved on the  metal circle and was now around Spark's neck. “Nhghhhmmm!!” Ebony heroine protested, but Purity cared not much about it. She took a dagger and cut blue costume into pieces, leaving soon Spark completely naked. 

“Now, that's better” she said. “The ones like you look great naked and collared” she took Spark's breasts in her hands, caressing them and pinching her dark nipples. “Mhhmmmmm!!!” captured heroine moaned meekly, being unable to stop blonde woman. Purity played with her breasts more, till the moment when Spark's nipples were completely stiff. Long nails pinched them painfuly, casuing more cries.   

Purity used her pole to rub Spark's womanhood as she played with woman's breasts. A wooden pole touched her sensitive spots, making Spark aroused despite her will. She sobbed while Purity's hands fondled her beautiful body, claiming her.

Spark was shocked how easily she was defeated. It looked like someone betrayed her, telling the Arya about her powers. Purity moved to her face and kissed her deeply. Ebony heroine was defenseless against such attack. To her own surprise, she started to answer Purity's wet kisses. 

“Good slave” purred blonde, breaking the kiss and rubbing her pole more against Spark's pussy till the rebellious heroine finally climaxed. Spark moaned loudly, laying naked on the ground, covered with wet foam. Purity grinned and used her pole to bring helpless Spark into three more mind blowing climaxes.

“Oooohhh.... ohhhh!!!” moaned ebony heroine as she wriggled on earth. “Ohhhhhh.... mistresss”

Purity presented her palm to the Spark. “Kiss it” she commanded. Spark rose on her knees. She looked at the beautiful palm and planted a gentle kiss on submission on Purity's hand. She was confused, but something was telling her that it was privilege to kiss such a beautiful palm. 

“Now my boots!” said Purity and Spark lowered her head to kiss her golden heels. Her lips touched the metal and kissed with with devotion. Purity turned back and jerked the leash.

“Come slave” she said, leading Spark on her fours to the train. “I think we should think about the new nickname for you, brownie. You are not allowed to make any sparks, so your old name makes no sense. Judging on how fast you came, I think I will call you Cummie. Do you like it?”

Yes.... mistress” she said, following Purity on her fours. “My name is Cummie”

“Good slave” Purity patted her head and took her communicator. She called Angel. “Hello, commander? Everything worked as we planned. Spark will be no problem for us anymore. Can I keep her as my prize?”

“Good work. Feel free to do so” answered Angel. She was sitting on the chair, while Champion worked vigorously on her pussy. “Mmmmhmmm.... mhhhmmmm...” moaned Angel. “Good... very goood... as soon as you finish, we will start to plan how to capture your other rebellious comrades” she put her palms on Champion's head, pushing helpless heroine's head deeper between her legs. 

Somewhere else, in the train, Spark knelt in front of the Purity's men. She worked on their cocks, one after another. Soldiers patted her curly hair, holding the leash and feeding Spark with their cum. It leaked down her face onto her big breasts. Purity stood nearby, enjoying the debauchery of the girl that caused so many troubles to her organization. 

“Slurrrrp.... slurrrrrp....gulllp... guulp!” Spark swallowed another load.

“Cummie!” said Purity. “Make sure to show your gratitude to these gentlemen for sharing their precious cum with you!”

“Mmmhmm.... Thank you master for sharing your precious cum with me” said Spark to the tall, big man who just used her hair to wipe his cock clean. Soon her mouth was gagged with another massive penis.

Purity took a photo and send it to the other members of the organization.  Is Spark, one of the strongest members of the freedom movement, was captured and enslaved, the rest will be a cup of tea. At last she thought so...