Title -- Ms. Americana: The Toy Master, Part 3
Author -- Kooster
email -- kooster69@gmail.com
Publishing month/year -- 12/2020
Disclaimer note: Ms. Americana, Brenda Wade, Omega Woman Professor Whirter, Delta City, and all other heroines and aliases mentioned herein are the copyright of Mr. X.
Omega Woman groaned, as she forced her hazel eyes open. Her eyelids feel as heavy as iron gates. The blonde super-heroine felt weak and nauseous, while her mouth was dry. She knew all too well that she was experiencing the side-effects or prolonged exposure to anesthetic gas.
Her now open eyes quickly adjusted to her dimly lit surroundings. The only light came through a window with iron bars high above her. Beams of light were visible from the fog-like haze that permeated the area. A dank smell hit her nose.
Omega Woman's hazel eyes widened in shock, upon seeing the streaks of haze illuminated by the sunlight. Alarmed at the possibility that the white wisps were imbued with toxins, she clamped her black gloved hands over her mouth. She could felt her rapid beats of her racing heart.
While Omega Woman held her breath, her mind processed the dank surroundings. The buxom blonde assumed that the haze was present, when her unconscious form was brought in. If the fog was an aerosolized poison, then she could have died before waking up.
The super-powered blonde cautiously removed her gloved hands from her mouth. And then, Omega Woman tried to think calm thoughts while she took in a deep breath. She forced herself to breath normally, while quieting her fear that she might be poisoning herself.
A few moments later, the buxom blonde found that nothing was happening to her. "Thank the stars!", she sighed in relief.
Omega Woman was greatly relieved to discover that she was still fully dressed in her red-and-black costume. She also didn't find herself caked with dry semen. She didn't feel any pain or soreness from her concealed nipples, her privates, or her forbidden backdoor. The combination of her unsoiled costume and unscathed body meant that she hadn't been gang banged while unconscious. Whoever had captured her didn't enjoy making pornographic videos of Omega Woman.
She placed one of her black gloved hands against the wall for support, as she rose to her feet. The buxom blonde could feel the cool through her dark glove.
The blonde super-heroine found it strange that her knees buckled slightly, when her muscular legs took more of her weight. With the super-strength of her Omega activated Aphrodite gnome, Omega Woman should have no problem standing up.
Omega Woman tried to peer into the depths of her surroundings. The haze and lack of sunlight at the other side of the dungeon made it impossible for her to see the other stone walls.
"We just need more sunlight.", Omega Woman thought aloud.
She decided to bring more light into her dank chamber by punching a hole through the stone wall with the barred window.
The blonde super-heroine proudly boasted, "One mere stone walls can hold Omega Woman!"
Omega Woman clenched her right hand into a tight fist, and then drew her arm back for a might swing. When the super-powered blonde cocked her arm back, however, she didn't feel the surge of her Omega power. Her mind immediately broadcasted a mental alarm not to punch the stone wall.
"By the cosmos, what is happening here?", the costumed blonde questioned aloud.
Without the presence of anesthetic gas, Omega Woman should have her super-strength from her Omega activated Aphrodite gene.
"Okay, girl," she tried to calmly tell herself, "let's not panic yet."
The red-and-black costumed heroine crouched down. She called out, "Up, up, and up!" And then, Omega Woman pushed herself off the stone floor. Instead of flying off, she jumped a foot into the air.
"Holy supernova! My powers are...", the buxom blonde shrieked, "...are gone!"
Just then, a loud clacking noise was heard. And then the sound of creaking wood followed. From the opposite end of the dungeon, light shone from the newly opened wooden door.
And then, a tall, buxom woman was shoved through the open doorway and into the dungeon! The wooden door quickly closed behind. Clacking noises were heard, as the door was locked.
The stranger walked into the window's dim light to reveal a familiar 6'-1" tall brunette dressed in a skimpy red-white-and-blue bikini costume.
"Ms. Americana!", Omega Woman gasped. "Great galaxies, they captured you as well!"
The buxom brunette instantly hugged her fellow crime fighter.
The Queen of Justice happily stated, "Sweet liberty, Omega Woman. It's good to be with a friend for once."
The buxom blonde gripped Ms. Americana's shoulders and then asked, "Do you know who's captured us? Was it Professor Puppenmacher?"
The brunette super-heroine stammered, "Puppen who? Do you mean the Toy Master?"
Omega Woman inquired, "Who's the Toy Master?"
Ms. Americana gently stroked the right side of the buxom blonde's masked face with her left gloved hand. She then cooed, "You are so beautiful in person."
The blonde super-heroine batted away her brunette friend's hand. "By the moon and stars, Ms. Americana, what are you doing?!? We have to get out here."
The patriotic costumed super-heroine lustfully teased, "Don't you like being alone with me, Omega Woman? Shouldn't two beautiful ladies be able to enjoy each other?"
In the next moment, Ms. Americana grasped the left side of her bright blue domino mask. And then, she peeled off her mask. Without her domino mask, the buxom brunette revealed her secret identity of Brenda Wade.
Omega Woman gasped in shock!!! She couldn't believe that her comrade-in-arms so brazenly exposed her secret identity. "Great galaxies! Ms. Americana, you've just revealed your secret identity!"
The unmasked brunette then grasped Omega Woman's black domino mask.
The blonde super-heroine cried out, "Stop! Don't touch my mask!"
Omega Woman tried pushing Ms. Americana away from her. Her black gloved hands found purchase upon the buxom brunette's massive 38G breasts. Her gloved fingers dug deep into Ms. Americana's partially covered tits.
The brunette super-heroine moaned in pleasure in having Omega Woman's digits poke into her titty flesh.
The costumed blonde's face blushed red with embarrassment! She instinctively pulled her black gloved hands away.
Omega Woman shrieked as if she had just committed a sin, "Great galaxies, I've touched your breasts!"
Ms. Americana grabbed the blonde super-heroine's hands. And then, the skimpy costumed brunette moved Omega Woman's gloved hands back upon her huge 38G juggs.
Omega Woman stammered in embarrassment, "Ms. Americana! My hands! Your breasts!"
The buxom brunette cooed, "Not breasts, honey. Tits."
The costumed blonde was stunned from the shock in touching another super-heroine's breasts. Omega Woman's mouth was gaped open. While alarms of panic boomed in buxom blonde's mind, she couldn't think of what to say or what to do next.
Ms. Americana took advantage of Omega Woman's shock by peeling off the blonde super-heroine's black domino mask.
The buxom brunette happily commented, "No more masks, Kameron. Isn't that better?"
Ms. Americana teased, "Can't two ladies, especially gorgeous super-babes like us, enjoy each other?"
Omega Woman still couldn't think of what to do or what to think. Her mind recalled the times, when she and Ms. Americana had forced sex during captivity by vile villains and criminal scum. The buxom blonde remembered how she climaxed repeatedly as her mouth, her breasts, her cunt, and her ass were fucked over-and-over again. She also recalled feeling hot cum run down her throat, or splash upon her smooth skin, or fill her up.
Recollection of the unwanted wanton sex act caused the buxom blonde's nipples to swell. Her swollen buds poked against the fabric of her sleeveless red-and-black top. Her massive 40D juggs felt incredibly restricted by her costumed top. She also felt her clit swell, while her inner pink became warm and wet.
The costumed blonde's thoughts were interrupted, when Omega Woman suddenly felt Ms. Americana kissing her. Omega Woman reacted in surprise by muttering a muffled cry of surprise. The blonde super-heroine reflexively tried to push away. She had forgotten that her black gloved hands were still grasping her compatriot's clothed, 38G breasts. Omega Woman's action to pull away only caused her fingers to roughly squeeze Ms. Americana's huge twin orbs.
After a few moments, Omega Woman stopped resisting. She found that kissing Ms. Americana made her very horny. The buxom blonde enjoy how soft her fellow super-heroine's luscious lips felt. Omega Woman liked how Ms. Americana lashed her tongue against her tongue.
While they kissed each other, Omega Woman reacted by squeezing Ms. Americana's massive 38G tits harder and harder. Her black gloved fingers poked deeper and deeper into the buxom brunette's titty flesh.
The pressure exerted upon Ms. Americana's huge twin orbs caused her supple breasts to escape out of her red-white-blue bikini top. The buxom brunette's concealed nipples swelled. Ms. Americana's swollen nipples poked against the fabric of her skimpy bikini, and then pressed against Omega Woman's palms.
The costumed blonde could kiss the buxom brunette all day.
All to soon, at least for Omega Woman, Ms. Americana broke their kiss. The costumed blonde panted, which resulted in Omega Woman deeply breathing in the fog-like air. The blonde super-heroine felt each breath fill her lungs. Each intake of the hazy air made the buxom blonde want Ms. Americana more and more!
Omega Woman shrieked in surprise, as Ms. Americana suddenly yanked off her red-and-black top! Her gigantic 40D breasts were now fully exposed. Her swollen pink nipples poked out like twin bullets. The blonde super-heroine the heat and wetness permeating her inner pink.
The buxom brunette taunted, "Look at how slutty you are, Kameron Drake!"
Omega Woman instinctively responded from her heroic code, "I'm not a slut!"
Ms. Americana teased, "Come on, Kameron, we all know that you become a super-slut whenever you're exposed to anesthetic gas. Actually, you stupid bimbo, you've been breathing it in. Haven't you wondered about the haze that fills this chamber. Haze that's imbued with trace amounts of anesthetic gas."
The half-dressed blonde asked aloud, "Anesthetic gas?"
The words "anesthetic gas" sounded familiar to Omega Woman, but then couldn't fathom why. If the buxom blonde had better control of her faculties, she would have remembered that anesthetic gas is Omega Woman's sole weakness. Her sole weakness that not only inhibits her Omega powered Aphrodite super-powers, but also makes her horny.
The haze had just enough concentration of anesthetic gas to affect Omega Woman without making her pass out.
Ms. Americana taunted, "Have you figured things out yet, you stupid bimbo?"
Omega Woman blurted out defiantly, "I'm not stupid!"
The buxom brunette reached behind her back, and then untied her bikini top. The skimpy red-white-and-blue fabric easily slipped off Ms. Americana's huge titties to fully reveal her nearly perfect 38G breasts. Her swollen dark nipples protruded out at their one-inch length.
The horny blonde grinned appreciatively upon seeing Ms. Americana's infamous juggs.
The topless brunette inquired, "Do you like what you see, super-bimbo?"
Omega Woman lustfully answered, "Yes!"
Ms. Americana seductively cupped her massive juggs with her red gloved hands. And then, the buxom brunette deliberately pushed her twin orbs together until they just touched each other.
The half-clothed blonde yanked at the zippers of her long black gloves to open them up, and then hastily threw off her dark gloves. Omega Woman couldn't wait to grasp Ms. Americana's huge breasts with her bare hands.
The topless brunette intentionally turned away. She verbally scolded, "Tsk, tsk. Not yet, super-bimbo. You need to tell me what your pretty hazel eyes like seeing."
Omega Woman commented in bewilderment, "I don't..." She gulped upon feeling how dry her mouth had suddenly become. "I don't understand."
Ms. Americana turned to face the topless blonde again. And then, she juggled her massive 38G breasts up-and-down. "What am I holding in my hands, super-bimbo?"
The horny blonde answered, "Breasts."
The buxom brunette angrily shouted out, "Wrong! Not breasts! Tits. Or titties. So again, super-slut, what am I holding in my hands?"
Omega Woman sheepishly answered in a whisper, "Tits."
After speaking the dirty word, the blonde super-heroine's face blushed red.
Ms. Americana deliberately turned away. And then she inquired, "What did you say, super-bimbo?"
The blonde super-heroine repeated at a normal tone, "Tits."
Upon saying that word, Omega Woman feel her pink nipples swell even more. The crotch of her red bottoms felt warm from her now burning hot inner pink. Her clit swelled once again.
The buxom brunette turned again, until her back was facing Omega Woman. And then Ms. Americana asked, "What was that, super-slut?"
Omega Woman asked, "Haven't I answered?"
Ms. Americana angrily scowled, "Answer me louder this time, or I walk out of here!"
The horny blonde couldn't deal with Ms. Americana leaving her right now! Omega Woman was so incredibly fucking horny that she needed someone else to help satisfy her sexual desires.
The unmasked blonde pleaded, "Please, don't leave me!"
The topless brunette commanded, "Louder!"
Omega Woman barked out, "Tits!"
The blonde super-heroine felt how hard her pink nipples had just become. She could feel a puddle-like accumulation of her juices within her inner pink. She wanted to peel off her red bottoms to alleviate the seemingly scorching heat permeating her crotch. She moaned, upon feeling her now swollen clit press against the inside of her red bottoms.
Ms. Americana demanded, "Louder!"
The buxom blonde shouted out loudly, "TITS!!!"
Omega Woman could now tell that her pink nipples were fully engorged at their one-inch length. She could feel the stream of her hot sweetness trapped within her inner pink. She felt as her seemingly gigantic love button poking against the fabric of her red bottoms.
While the word resounded in the foggy chamber, Ms. Americana had approached her blonde companion. The topless brunette cooed, "Good girl.", while stroking her red gloved hand through Omega Woman's golden hair.
Omega Woman blushed from the praise, and then shyly looked away. Happiness flooded the horny blonde, as she was very glad that Ms. Americana was still with her.
The topless brunette was stroking Omega Woman's shiny hair like someone touching their favorite pet. Ms. Americana repeated cooed, "Good slut, super-bimbo. Good slut."
When Ms. Americana's red gloved hand neared Omega Woman's mouth, the blonde super-heroine couldn't stop herself from kissing the gloved hand.
Ms. Americana stopped petting the horny blonde. And then, the buxom brunette peeled off her red gloves. She then offered her left hand to Omega Woman.
Without needing to ask on what to do, the unmasked blonde gratefully took Ms. Americana's offered hand. And then, Omega Woman gently pressed her luscious lips onto the top of the brunette super-heroine's hand.
A wicked smile formed upon Ms. Americana's face. The topless brunette felt like she was a queen. And that Omega Woman was a faithful servant pledging her obedience.
The horny blonde sincerely muttered, "Thank you, Ms. Americana."
The brunette super-heroine cupped Omega Woman's pretty face in her hands, and then deeply kissed her.
The horny blonde was filled with joy! Omega Woman closed her hazel eyes, and then a big tear of happiness trickled down her face. She lustfully kissed back Ms. Americana.
For the next few moments, only the sound of the two beautiful ladies' heavy breathing could be heard. The hot breaths from their flaring nostrils cascaded upon each other's cheeks. Ms. Americana pressed back Omega Woman was enough force to prevent their large breasts from mashing together.
After a minute or so, Omega Woman needed more! She reluctantly broke their French kiss. The horny blonde desired aloud, "I want you!"
Ms. Americana disapprovingly looked up-and-down the costumed blonde. "No, not like that.", the buxom brunette scolded. "Take off your costume."
The last bit of heroic morality still lingered in Omega Woman's mind. The blonde super-heroine quizzingly asked, "What?!?"
Ms. Americana stood with arms crossed over her massive 38G breasts. She ordered, "Super-bimbos should always be naked. Now strip!"
For a few seconds, a mental conflict was battled within Omega Woman's mind. Part of her stated that undressing was not the right thing to do. Another part of her screamed at her to strip, so that she could be ravaged by her compatriot. The constant presence of the anesthetic gas caused Omega Woman's lustful side to win out.
Despite how much Omega Woman wanted to have lesbian sex with Ms. Americana, the blonde super-heroine gulped down a lump of nervousness. The buxom blonde felt like an innocent girl on a stripper stage. And that Ms. Americana's bright blue eyes were spotlights shining upon her.
Omega Woman's hands trembled as she gripped the upper edges of her red-and-black top. With the most awkward motion possible, the nervous blonde partially pulled down her heroic top. The horny blonde because frustrated, when she had bunched up her top to where the garment became stuck just at the top of her 40D tits.
Ms. Americana couldn't help herself from giggle at the buxom blonde's predicament.
Omega Woman struggled with her bunched up top. The buxom blonde cursed under her breath that if she her super-strength, then she could have easily ripped apart her costume top. A few moments later, she managed to strip off her red-and-black top. Her large twin mounds were redened from the rough way that Omega Woman had yanked off her top. The brief redness added a nice contrast to her pink areoles and pointy pink nipples.
The now topless blonde smiled awkwardly, while giving a facial expression that she'd be done stripping in a just a minute.
Ms. Americana had her pretty face buried in one of her hands with body language that was clearly expressing on how hopeless Omega Woman had become. The buxom brunette had doing nothing to mask her giggling.
Driven by a surge of anger, mixed with embarrassment, Omega Woman grabbed the sides of her skimpy costume bottom. And then, with a surprising deft motion, the buxom blonde stripped out of her bottoms. The combination of the anesthetic gas and her wanton desire for Ms. Americana had caused her clear sweetness to ooze out of her mostly closed pussy lips. The now naked blonde's bare snatch glistened from her sexual arousal.
Still uncomfortable with her full nudity, Omega Woman attempted to scissor her legs to hide away her wet privates while covering her huge tits with her open palms.
Ms. Americana had grown tired of the buxom blonde's sheepishness. The brunette super-heroine demanded, "Take your hands away now, super-bimbo! I've shown you my tits, so it's only fair that you show me yours."
Omega Woman's hand's trembled nervously, as she moved them away to reveal her massive 40D tits.
The topless brunette approved aloud, "Much better. You should always be proud that you have bigger tits than me, super-bimbo."
The naked blonde stammered, "Yes, Ms. Americana."
The Queen of Justice demanded, "No, that won't do. From now on, super-bimbo, you will address me as 'Mistress'."
Omega Woman stated, "Yes, Miss..." She gulped down a lump that had suddenly formed in her throat. The buxom blonde resumed, "Yes, Mistress."
Upon saying the "mistress", the naked blonde's demeanor changed completely. Whenever Ms. Americana made direct eye contact with Omega Woman, the buxom blonde would immediately gaze down at the stone floor. All of her super-heroine confidence had vanished from her body posture. Her hands drifted away from her gigantic 40D tits, and then settled flatly upon her shapely hips. In other words, Omega Woman looked like a sheepish school girl. All that was missing was a pair of geeky looking eye glasses.
The Queen of Justice took a moment to admire Omega Woman's naked beauty. Like others in the past, Ms. American felt as if she was gazing upon the goddess Aphrodite. The now subservient blonde stood close enough to the barred window, where the hazy light made her long, lush hair shine like spun gold. The shadows created from the light rays made Omega Woman's enormous, and perhaps beach ball sized, titties appear even more gigantic. The naked blonde's pink, one-inch nipples revealed how sexually aroused Omega Woman had become. Shadows covered the blonde super-heroines bare snatch, which made her privates look a forbidden zone that begged to be plundered.
The constantly breathing in of the aerosolized anesthetic gas had turned Omega Woman into a wanton woman, where lust dominated her thoughts. For some reason that the naked blonde couldn't grasp, her newfound subservience to Ms. Americana made her even more sexual aroused. She couldn't stop her fingers from flexing, as Omega Woman wanted to fondle her elongated nipples or to strum her swollen love button. Her inner pink seemed to burn like a hot sun. She had produced so much of her clear sweetness to where her pussy juices were oozing out her still closed snatch. Omega Woman could feel the wetness of her juices along her swollen cunt lips. The buxom blonde bit her bottom lip, as Omega Woman worried that clear sweetness would drip down her inner thighs.
At the same time, Omega Woman couldn't stop herself from catching a look at Ms. Americana's 38G breasts. The naked brunette's dark areoles and swollen dark nipples looked incredibly inviting. The blonde super-heroine recalled something special happened with Ms. Americana's huge breasts, but the anesthetic gas dimmed Omega Woman's intelligence.
Ms. Americana, who had no weakness to anesthetic gas, couldn't help notice the naked blonde's gawking of her nearly perfect tits.
The Queen of Justice brusquely asked, "Why were you hiding your tits?!?"
Omega Woman mentally struggled to answer. The buxom blonde felt the last vestiges of her super-heroine morality fight against her lustful urges. She blushed in being nude, and then her hands reflexively covered up her pink areoles and swollen nipples. Her palms flattened her pointy nipples against her tits. Her action caused the naked blonde to moan in pleasure. Her pussy walls contracted, which pushed out another glob of her clear sweetness past her cunt lips. Omega Woman felt her pussy juices trickle toward her inner thighs.
Ms. Americana growled angrily at Omega Woman's sheepishness! The Queen of Justice moved in a flash. The buxom brunette's right hand swiped at the blonde super-heroine's flattened hands! Ms. Americana struck so hard to where a loud smack resounded in the chamber.
Omega Woman's hazel eyes widened in shock, as she was completely unprepared for her fellow super-heroine's attack. The naked blonde cried out in pain! Her fingers throbbed from the force of Ms. Americana's slap.
Ms. Americana right hand swung back to now slap across Omega Woman's unprotected pink areoles and nipples!
The blonde super-heroine screamed in pain! Her elongated nipples were incredibly sensitive. Omega Woman felt as if a leather whip had lashed across her pink tips.
The buxom brunette continued her assault upon Omega Woman's 40D tits. Ms. Americana relished her time harshly slapping the front of the naked blonde's gigantic orbs several times over. A wide sinister grin appeared upon Ms. Americana's now evil-looking face with each loud smack that echoed within the dank chamber.
Each powerful smack across Omega Woman's humongous tits made the blonde super-heroine howl in pain. Tears welled up in her hazel eyes. Large streaks, looking almost like wide paint brush strokes, of bright red were emblazoned across Omega Woman's 40D breasts. Her formerly pink areoles and nipples had taken on a raspberry shade.
Despite the cruelty of Ms. Americana's smacks, Omega Woman found herself even more sexually aroused. Her inner thighs were sticky with trails of her pussy juice.
Ms. Americana snarled loudly, "What have you learned, super-bimbo?!?"
Omega Woman gulped down the lump her throat. Her mouth had become incredibly dry. She croaked out an answer, "Not to hide my tits, mistress."
The Queen of Justice scooped up the trails of pussy juice from Omega Woman's inner thighs. It looks as if honey was being wiped off a butter knife. A few strands of clear sweetness briefly trailed between the naked blonde's inner thighs and Ms. Americana's curled fingers. The strands glistened in the hazy light. And then, the strands broke apart after the buxom brunette pulled her hand away.
Ms. Americana moved her thumb slowly across her juice-coated fingers. The Queen of Justice smiled delightfully to herself, while she enjoyed feeling Omega Woman's stickiness. The buxom brunette's fingers were close enough to her face, where Ms. Americana could inhale the fragrant aroma of the blonde super-heroine's pussy juice.
Omega Woman was completely transfixed upon Ms. Americana's juice-covered fingers. The horny blonde didn't realize that she was licking her luscious lips.
Ms. Americana deliberately teased aloud, "Do you like watching, super-bimbo? Should I lick my fingers?"
The naked blonde immediately blurted out, "No, mistress!"
The buxom brunette further teased, "Do you want to lick my fingers?"
Omega Woman instantly requested, "Yes, mistress!"
The Queen of Justice silently offered the juice-coated fingers of her right hand to Omega Woman's waiting mouth. The horny blonde grabbed Ms. Americana's right wrist, and then guided the buxom brunette's pointer finger into her mouth. Omega Woman encircled her luscious lips around the base of Ms. Americana's pointer finger. And then, the buxom blonde hummed in appreciation while she sucked off her own sweetness. Omega Woman felt as if she was tasting mana that been delivered by the gods. The blonde super-heroine wasn't that far from the truth, as Omega Woman was considered the Earthly embodiment of the goddess Aphrodite.
For the next few minutes, Omega Woman sucked off her pussy juice from each of Ms. Americana's outstretched fingers.
The small amount of her own clear sweetness wasn't enough to satiate Omega Woman's thrust.
Ms. Americana taunted, "Still thirsty, super-bimbo?"
The horny blonde hoarsely answered, "Yes, mistress."
The well-endowed brunette offered her huge left tit to Omega Woman. Without needing to be told what to do next, the horny blonde eagerly latched her mouth onto Ms. Americana's left teat. The buxom brunette's dark areola and elongated nipple disappeared into Omega Woman's hungry mouth. Omega Woman's cheeks caved in, while she hungrily suckled her mistress.
Ms. Americana smiled happily at her horny blonde's wanton lesbian foreplay. She cooed, "Good super-bimbo." The buxom brunette petted Omega Woman's seemingly golden hair with her right hand, while squeezing the base of her left udder with her left hand.
The brunette super-heroine moaned in pleasure from Omega Woman's oral foreplay. Ms. Americana enjoyed how strong the horny blonde had latched onto her left tit. The buxom brunette was impressed at how much of her titty flesh had disappeared into Omega Woman's mouth. Ms. Americana also enjoyed how the tip of Omega Woman's tongue lashed along the tip of her dark nipple.
After squeezing the base of her left udder several times, combined with Omega Woman's suckling, Ms. Americana felt the familiar warmth build-up within the inner core of her left tit. And then, that same warmth escaped as a hot magna flow. The seemingly burning heat cascaded towards her left nipple.
Ms. Americana couldn't stop herself from blurting out, "Sweet liberty!"
The Queen of Justice deliberately remained silently, while eagerly anticipating what would happen next.
Without warning, Omega Woman felt multiple tiny streaks of warm liquid explode from the tiny pores all along Ms. Americana's left nipple! The multitude of small streams combined into one strong jet! The strong jet spurted into Omega Woman's mouth, and then gushed down her throat! She blurted out a loud, muffled scream of shock!
Ms. Americana gasped out in joy as she expressed her breast milk!
Omega Woman instinctively tried to gulp down the constant gush of warm, sweet breast milk. The subservient blonde, however, had forgotten how much breast milk Ms. Americana produces. After a few moments, Omega Woman could not gulp down fast enough. Her throat and mouth were being filled up with the back flow of Ms. Americana's seemingly never-ending breast milk!
The buxom brunette turned cruel and malicious by using her right hand to hold Omega Woman's head against her huge left udder!
The naked blonde instinctively tried to pull her face off of Ms. Americana's lactating breast, but couldn't! As the anesthetic gas had robbed Omega Woman of her super-strength, the blonde super-heroine only had a normal human's strength. Omega Woman found her throat and mouth slowly flooded with breast milk. The buxom blonde's nostrils flared rapidly, as she desperately tried to breathe. Muffled gurgled noises escaped from Omega Woman's mouth.
A few moments later, Omega Woman's hazel eyes rolled back from her inability to breathe. Her throat and mouth were completely flooded with breast milk. The back flow of breast milk caused the warm, white liquid to ooze out of Omega Woman's nose.
Upon seeing her own breast milk escape from Omega Woman's nose, Ms. Americana granted the naked blonde mercy. The buxom brunette released her grip from the back of Omega Woman's head.
Omega Woman's semi-conscious shapely body collapsed to the cold stone floor. Her massive 40D tits jiggled from the impact of her fall. She instinctively coughed, like a drowning person who had been fished out of the water.
Ms. Americana grabbed the middle of her left breast with both of her hands. The naked brunette squeezed her lactating udder. A powerful stream of Ms. Americana's breast milk jetted out of her dark nipple. The lactating brunette aimed her breast milk at the prone blonde.
The barely conscious Omega Woman was helpless to do anything, while warm breast milk splashed upon her naked body.
The Queen of Justice aimed her breast milk first at Omega Woman's face. In moments, the prone blonde's head was throughly coated with breast milk. Her long, golden hair had become completely saturated with breast milk. Ms. Americana aimed her left breast to continue painting Omega Woman with breast milk.
A few minutes later, the last drops of breast milk had been expressed from Ms. Americana's left udder.
Ms. Americana purposefully taunted, "Don't worry, super-bimbo, I have plenty more breast milk for you!"
The buxom brunette grabbed her right, 38G udder with both hands. And then, Ms. Americana did a combination of squeezing and massaging to make her right tit lactate. Just like before, a powerful stream of white washed over Omega Woman's prone body!
Omega Woman was still hacking to clear her nose, her throat, and her mouth from the breast milk that she couldn't gulp down. Her abs felt incredibly tight from her stomach full of breast milk. The milk-coated blonde found that her full stomach made it harder for her to recover her breath. Additionally, the concentration of aerosolized anesthetic gas was more concentrated along the stone floor. The increased intensity of anesthetic gas sapped Omega Woman's regular strength to where she as weak as kitten, while also increasing her libido. The prone blonde lay there utterly powerless, while more and more fresh breast milk splashed across the lower half of her shapely body. Omega Woman first felt the warmth of breast milk cascade across her skin. And then, after the breast milk had cooled off, she felt incredibly sticky.
A few more minutes later, after seemingly expressing gallons of breast milk, Ms. Americana's right breast had stopped lactating. Despite how much the buxom brunette had squeezed her twin orbs, along with how much Ms. Americana had lactated, her 38G breasts still looked as firm and as upright as ever. No one could tell that the Queen of Justice had just milked herself dry.
Omega Woman had never been painted with Ms. Americana's breast milk. The prone blonde felt both humiliated by the expressing, while being in completely awe of how much breast milk the brunette super-heroine produced. Omega Woman felt as if she would be permanently coated with the sticky breast milk.
The milk-coated blonde softly pleaded, "Please..."
Anyone looking down upon Omega Woman would know that the naked blonde was begging for mercy. And that the depowered blonde wanted Ms. Americana's cruel toying with her to stop.
Ms. Americana, of course, pretended to interpret Omega Woman's pleading for something else entirely. The buxom brunette teased aloud, "Are you asking for more, super-bimbo?!? My, my you are an insatiable slut!"
The naked brunette kneeled next to the prone blonde. And then, Ms. Americana spread Omega Woman's long, muscular legs.
Omega Woman begged, "No! Please..."
The buxom blonde strained to keep her legs closed, but the higher concentration of anesthetic gas left her with no strength. Omega Woman has become a human sex doll. The blonde super-heroine recalled her childhood fascination in how spread eagle she could make her female toy dolls. And now, the helpless blonde found her legs spread apart so far apart that she feared her hip bones would dislocate! A dull throbbing pulsed from her hips. Her legs were almost across the vertical axis.
The extreme spreading of Omega Woman's lovely legs caused her pussy lips to spread apart. The horny blonde gasped as she felt the rush of cool air into the depths of her burning hot cunt. And with the dam-like fortification of Omega Woman's puffy vagina lips removed, the ample build-up of her clear juices easily escaped from her now open hole. The prone blonde moaned in feeling the molten-like heat of her pussy juice flow down the fleshy spot between her fuck holes, and then seep across the puckered rosebud of her frequently fucked asshole.
Ms. Americana slowly glided the fingers of her right hand across Omega Woman's now drenched cunt. The buxom brunette loved seeing the prone blonde's puffy lips slip along the her fingertips.
The horny blonde moaned and panted from Ms. Americana's pleasurable touch.
Ms. Americana then delighted when her fingers made contact with the buxom blonde's engorged clit!
A seemingly jolt of electricity surged through Omega Woman, when her super-sensitive clit was stroked! Her naked, milk-covered body tensed for a moment from the intense pleasure! Her vagina opening spasmed for a moment, which caused her pussy juice to gush out.
Omega Woman shouted out, "By the stars!"
The brunette super-heroine teased verbally, "Do you want to cum, my slutty super-bimbo?"
The horny blonde unequivocally responded, "Yes! By Saturn's rings, yes!"
Ms. Americana playfully stated, "Well then, super-bimbo, it's lucky that you're already so fucking wet. And your cunt has already opened up so much! I can already see your inner pussy."
The milk-covered blonde anxiously awaited on what her fellow super-heroine would do to her juicing cunt. If Omega Woman had the strength to move, she would be squeezing her massive 40D tits while also pinching your engorged pink nipples.
The topless brunette mused aloud, "I haven't seen your pussy this drenched, since that Afro-American crook...what did his friends call him?"
Ms. Americana snapped her fingers as the answer came to her. "Mandingo! He had a long fourteen, thick hard cock that looked like a dark tree trunk. And you, my slutty super-bimbo, took in all fourteen inches! When you screamed after being full penetrated by Mandingo, I thought that he had torn apart your insides! And then, you came so hard!"
The memories of being forced fucked by Mandingo came unbidden to Omega Woman's mind. She recalled the mind-blowing orgasm from the seemingly destructive fucking by his thick, chocolate dick. And, at this moment, the horny blonde need another mind-blowing climax!
The buxom brunette mentioned aloud, "I don't have any dildos with me, my slutty super-bimbo, but I have something that's just as thick--and perhaps thicker--than Mandingo's chocolate column."
Omega Woman, with her intelligence greatly diminished by the anesthetic gas, couldn't think of what her fellow super-heroine was referencing. The addled blonde quizzingly asked, "What--?"
Before the blonde super-heroine could finish her sentence, her hazel eyes widened in shock and in surprise upon seeing Ms. Americana's right fist pressed against her gaped, vaginal opening!
The milk-coated blonde screamed in panic, "No! By Uranus, don't!"
Ms. Americana wickedly smiled at the scared blonde. And then she gleefully announced, "Don't worry, my slutty super-bimbo, I'll be playing with your anus soon enough."
The topless brunette lustfully growled, "Now, Kameron, take it!"
In one swift motion, Ms. Americana pushed her right fist against Omega Woman's gaped open cunt. The combination of the horny blonde's clear sweetness and of Ms. Americana's expressed breast milk provided ample lubrication.
The naked blonde was surprised to see her shaved snatch immediately dilate open for the buxom brunette's fist! With a loud squishy noise, the front part of Ms. Americana's right fist was seemingly sucked into Omega Woman's hot, drenched cunt! Omega Woman felt her vaginal walls easily stretch open from the invasion of Ms. Americana's fist.
The width in having Ms. Americana's fist inside of Omega Woman reminded the buxom blonde when she was forced to give birth to Warlock's monsterous plant pods. Each plant pod was the size of a small melon. Omega Woman also remembered how Warlock, the Vegan Wizard, complimented the blonde super-heroine that she had able to give birth to five plant pods.
Omega Woman was shocked back to the present from intense pain! Despite the high level of sexual arousal induced by the blonde super-heroine's weakness to anesthetic gas, Omega Woman's euphoria couldn't block the pain of what Ms. Americana was doing to her. The naked blonde's vaginal opening was being stretched out as the knuckles, which happened to be the widest part, of Ms. Americana's right fist!
Omega Woman shrieked out a long guttural cry of pain!
There's the expression of better out, than better in. And, during these moments for Omega Woman, the naked blonde would have much preferred to give birth to the Wizard's plant pods than to endure another moment of Ms. Americana's invading fist! Tears welled up in Omega Woman's hazel eyes from the painful tension of her extremely stretched open vaginal entrance! She felt as if her pussy hole was going to tear apart!
Omega Woman's hands were balled up into tight fists. She could feel her fingernails digging into her palms. Her sexy body had tensed up. Her teeth were gritted tightly together, while muffled whimpers escaped from her mouth.
Ms. Americana used her left hand to spank Omega Woman's engorged clit!
The buxom blonde cried out in pain from having her sensitive love button slapped!
The topless brunette snarled, "Don't tense up, my slutty super-bimbo! Either relax now, or I'm going to spank you clitty until you relax."
As a follow-up to hear threat, Ms. Americana raised her left hand a few inches above Omega Woman's completely vulnerable clit.
The helpless blonde frantically shook her head to plead for her fellow super-heroine to not slap her huge clit again.
Ms. Americana repeated again, "Relax. Now!"
Omega Woman tried to force herself to relax by first unclenching her fists. The still horny blonde took in deep, slow breaths to help herself calm down. The throbbing pain of her seemingly over-stretched pussy entrance ebbed slightly.
The buxom brunette happily announced, "Good, my slutty super-bimbo. Trust me, you're going to really enjoy this."
With one final push, Ms. Americana plunged the back half of her right fist into Omega Woman's burning hot and still juicy pussy! The horny blonde's vaginal opening immediately tightened around Ms. Americana's wrist. Omega Woman's puffy cunt lips were now hugging the sides of Ms. Americana's wrist.
Omega Woman grunted loudly as her vaginal open shrank down from the expanse of Ms. Americana's knuckles to the width of Ms. Americana's wrist. The prone blonde was relieved that her pussy hole wasn't stretched out so much anymore.
In the next second, Omega Woman moaned in pleasure! The constantly intake of the vaporized anesthetic gas made her incredibly horny. While the now cavernous space of her inner pussy was stretched wide apart, she felt delightfully filled. A much better filling than Mandingo's incredibly long and thick cock. With Mandingo's gigantic manpole, Omega Woman had to endure the constant hammering against her cervix. With Ms. Americana's fist, buxom blonde's cervix would never be endangered. In fact, despite how corny the allegory sounded, Ms. Americana's right fist fit Omega Woman's pussy like a glove.
Ms. Americana still smiled with her ear-to-ear wicked grin. The buxom brunette coyly announced, "Now we're going to have some fun!"
Omega Woman, with her intelligence dimmed by her weakness to the anesthetic gas, asked in confusion, "Fun?"
Without any warning, Ms. Americana motioned her embedded right fist up and down within the confines of the blonde super-heroine's stretched out pussy walls!
The milk-coated blonde screamed out, "Oh fuck!!!"
Omega Woman's hazel eyes opened wide, as a surge of intense pleasure flooded her sexy body! The muscles in her naked body tensed up from the unexpected onslaught of ecstasy. She panted as surge after surge of mind-numbing pleasure hit her.
Ms. Americana was incredibly pleased from her efforts. The buxom blonde could already hear the sloshing of pussy juice within Omega Woman's inner pink. Ms. Americana worked her embedded right fist up and down as rapidly as she could within Omega Woman's cunt!
The horny blonde could only pant and grunt, as the seemingly never-ending waves of intense pleasure assaulted her sexy body. She quaked wildly that caused her massive 40D tits to randomly jumble about like out-of-control beach balls. Her gigantic titties would sometimes bang together, which caused her huge twin orbs to ricochet in opposite directions. Her inner pink now felt as if it was burning as hot as the sun. She could feel that a tsunami of her pussy juices were now trapped inside of her.
Omega Woman was a mix of emotions. The blonde super-heroine wanted whatever Ms. Americana was doing to end, so that the horny blonde could get a respite from the mind-numbing pleasure. Omega Woman also wanted to climax so badly!
Ms. Americana upped the ante by using the fingers of her left hand to roughly pinch Omega Woman's engorged clitty! It looked as if Omega Woman's swollen love button was squished like a bug. Instead, the base of blonde super-heroine's clit was flattened while the tip expanded like a balloon. The savage pinching turned Omega Woman's abused clitty white hot!
An expression of utter shock was painted across Omega Woman's milk caked face. The blonde super-heroine bellowed a loud scream of pain! Tears welled up in her hazel eyes. Pulses of intense pain throbbed from her poor clit.
The mix of intense pain and incredible pleasure only pushed Omega Woman faster towards her desired orgasm.
Ms. Americana lustfully demanded, "Cum for me, my slutty super-bimbo! Cum for me now!"
Through Omega Woman's panting, grunting, and whimpering, the horny blonde managed to announce her imminent climax. She blurted out, "Cum--!!!"
Ms. Americana surprisingly yanked her right fist out of Omega Woman's now reddened cunt.
The blonde super-heroine's vaginal opening remained stretched out to where the depths of her privates were easily seen. And immediately after, a tidal wave of Omega Woman's clear sweetness wildly exploded from her pussy hole! It looked as if water jug had burst. A huge puddle of Omega Woman's juices were now pooled in front of her. Despite that the horny blonde's legs had been spread to the vertical plane, pussy juice had splashed along her inner thighs.
Omega Woman panted rapidly, while her milk caked body shook uncontrollably as she orgasmed! Her hazel pupils rolled to the back, where only the whites of her eyes could be seen. Her face and upper chest were flushed a crimson red.
The horny blonde grunted loudly, while another gush of clear sweetness erupted from her still gaping cunt hole.
After a few moments, Omega Woman finally stopped shaking at her first powerful orgasm ended. Her pussy convulsed a few more times, where each spasm of her vaginal walls pushed out globs of her white, feminine jizz. Her female cum mingled with the pool of her pussy juice, and then became a trail of milky white.
Omega Woman collapsed onto her back. Her massive 40D tits rose and fell rapidly, while the buxom blonde desperately tried to catch her breath.
Ms. Americana cooed in awe, "Look at all of the pussy juice that you came out of you, my slutty super-bimbo! You cum even better than Brenda!"
The blonde super-heroine found it strange to hear Ms. Americana refer to someone else as "Brenda". In Omega Woman's addled mind, she tried to process her thoughts more. Her weakness to the anesthetic gas had dumbed down the buxom blonde too much for her to figure things out.
Ms. Americana deliberately taunted, "Don't worry, my slutty super-bimbo, I'm not doing playing with you yet!"
Before Omega Woman could collect her thoughts to question what she had just heard, the milk caked blonde howled in a mix of shock, pain, and surprise!
The Queen of Justice plunged her juice-covered right hand back into Omega Woman's still gaped open cunt! The ample amount of femine jizz and pussy juice provided more than sufficient lubrication for Ms. Americana's right fist to invade the blonde super-heroine's vaginal hole.
For at least the next half-hour, Ms. Americana delighted herself in fisting fucking Omega Woman!
Despite the savage ramming in-and-out of her vaginal hole and the seemingly abusive stretching of her pussy, Omega Woman was brought to several more mind-blowing orgasms. Each intense climax made the horny blonde erupt with a flood of clear sweetness while also ejaculating an ample supply of femine jizz.
After the blonde super-heroine's second climax, Omega Woman lost all sense of time. She became enveloped within her own pleasure.
Omega Woman was shocked out of her erotic coma, while Ms. Americana finally pulled her juice-coated right fist out of the blonde super-heroine's seemingly ruined cunt.
The exhausted blonde's pussy hole was gaped open, as if Omega Woman had given birth. For the moment, at least, there was no sign that the buxom blonde's vaginal opening was going to regain its tightness. A seemingly never-ending milky stream of femine jizz and clear sweetness oozed out of Omega Woman's ripped open cunt.
Despite how dry and parched Omega Woman's mouth was, she managed to speak. The prone blonde softly stammered, "Brenda..."
Ms. Americana mocked aloud, "Brenda?!? You, my slutty super-bimbo, think that I'm that stupid cow Brenda Wade! I'm Rena!"
The topless brunette angrily snarled, "For that insult, my slutty super-bimbo, I'm going to fist fuck your ass! When I'm done with you, both your cunt and your asshole will be so stretched out that I couldn't even get a guy to pay me a buck to fuck you."
The nearly mindless and utterly exhausted Omega Woman helpless lay there, while she was turned onto her stomach. And then, she felt her long, muscular legs spread apart across the vertical plane again. The buxom blonde felt her massive 40D breasts flatten like gigantic pancakes underneath her. She also felt her seemingly destroyed pussy and puffy cunt lips press against the stone floor.
Omega Woman's last registered moment of consciousness was feeling one of Ms. Americana's fists press against the puckered, rosebud-like petals of her anal ring.