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Author’s note: The following story is created for entertainment purposes only. Any likeness to any person is purely coincidental. The story is written with the help of AI, mostly during the sex scene. I am not a good writer by any means but feel free to send ideas or constructive criticism to pentagonheroine@gmail.com.

This is a work of sexual fantasy only, please treat women with due respect. Consent is key! Consent is sexy!

I’ve also started posting AI pictures of the Pentagon Heroines on Pixiv, please check it out: https://www.pixiv.net/user/24064688/series/220313

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Pentagon Heroines 10b: Betrayed Convent

"Damn it! Hit her!! It's just one girl!!!"

The robber had been screaming himself hoarse for a few minutes now. In fact, most of the men had long since gotten used to his incessant commands, which were becoming increasingly desperate as time passed. His teammates were busy blasting the lithe figure that continued to dodge their attacks with uncanny timing. They didn't need his shrill shouts to do their job.

"WE'RE FUCKING TRYING!!! It's like that bitch knows where we are going to shoot before we even aim down the sight!!"

The exasperated reply came from the third robber currently trying his best to blow up the gorgeous target. As the woman seemed to almost read their minds, all shots fired so far had missed spectacularly. Their frustration was mounting rapidly, and they had already exhausted half of their ammunition supply. The fact that the heroine showed no signs of tiring further agitated their nerves.

As the minutes ticked by, the thieves started getting impatient, realizing more and more how the tables were being turned on them. Their leader was clearly losing his shit, and his hysterical screaming was anything but calming.

"FUCK!!! I'm using the rocket launcher!"

That sentence caused his companions to turn their heads, only to see the bulky weapon in question aimed at the stunning figure who just kept dodging their attacks, as if she was dancing a choreography meant for a grand auditorium instead of a tiny bank vault.

"NO! STOP!! ARE YOU FUCKING NUTS?! THE SHOCK WAVE IS GOING TO BLAST US TOO, IF NOT KILL US ALL IN HERE!!! You can't fucking fire t—"

The terrified objections fell on deaf ears as the leader pulled the trigger resulting in a giant BOOM inside the vault. The explosive shockwave flung the five robbers against the sturdy walls, sending two of them unconscious right away. Two others were still stunned, lying motionlessly on the cold marble floor, dizzy and disoriented from the impact. Only the gang leader was mostly unaffected by the blast, as he was standing furthest from the superheroine.

Clouds of dust slowly settled around the massive hole, where the entrance door used to be, while the sole robber was trying his hardest to stand up and steady his blurry vision.

"Oh shi—"

Before he could react, a beautiful yet deadly boot smashed him into the ground once again, pinning his back down forcefully, and keeping him effectively immobilized.

"It's over."

A quiet, calm voice came from the breathtaking female above. It held an icy undertone that would put any listener on guard immediately.

"Did you honestly think using a rocket launcher in here was a good idea?" The girl with the silver hair coldly added, glaring daggers at her pinned victim.

"You... fucking bitch!! We'll come after you, and then— arghh!"

An abrupt yelp of pain interrupted the robber's rant. The heroine pressed down even harder, squishing his lungs, making him wheeze.

"Really now? Will you? If you somehow manage to escape prison, that is."

With one smooth move, the girl kicked him and knocked him out, before swiftly turning around and walking out of the bank.

"White Hare!!! White Hare~!" A blonde reporter instantly approached her the moment the girl stepped outside the building. "Amazing work as always! Do you have a moment for a few questions? "

White Hare glanced at the overly zealous blonde journalist. The superheroine's silver eyes met the energetic blue ones looking up at her expectantly, as the bubbly woman shoved her microphone up her face. She had to give her props. Most journalists wouldn't have made it past the police blockade outside the bank. Normally, White Hare would love to answer her questions, seeing how supportive the woman was, and usually never bombarded her or other heroines with too personal or stupid inquiries. But right now, there's just too much on her mind.

"Not right not, Mikah. Sorry. Another time maybe," the gorgeous platinum haired girl replied, quickly brushing off the eager reporter and dashed towards the crowd gathered beyond the barricades.

"White Haaare! Just one question!" Mikah shouted as she followed the speedy heroine who had already leaped over the metal barrier.

White Hare was surprised to see Mikah following close on her trail, the reporter's speed a match for her own. (This speed... could it be? Does Mikah have a Heroine Factor?) White Hare mused. Regardless, she is in no mood for a Q&A session, so the superheroine used her new found predictive ability to swiftly weave between the people watching her chase, effectively losing her tenacious pursuer.

"Aw! I was going to ask where Crimson Lady was..." Mikah said quietly, pouting, as she watched the amazing beauty jump gracefully across several rooftops and disappear out of sight.

After escaping Mikah's attention, White Hare stopped for a breather in a deserted alley. Her mind was racing even as she ran, thinking about the disappearance of her sister and the other superheroines. It has been four days, and no one has any clues of where they went. There was no ransom demand, no sign of struggle, no leaked footage of them being debauched and humiliated- nothing! White Hare almost wishes there were videos of them being sexually abused, so she could have a lead, no matter how minuscule it would be.

White Hare's fists were shaking from her emotions. Black Bunny is the most important person to her. The sisters grew up in a rough part of the city, with an overworked single mother. They relied on each other heavily during their childhood, protecting and caring for the other, no matter what. Black Bunny being her big sister means everything to the petite heroine. They both became superheroines when their mother was mugged in a deserted alley not unlike this one.

The vulnerable young girl sat down on the ground, she hugged her knees to her chest and buried her head on them. Hot tears started streaming down her beautiful face, and her breathing began to get shallow. The gorgeous heroine can barely contain her emotions, fear and worry had kept her sleepless for the last couple of days, and not even her enhanced healing powers can help her worn out psyche.

"Hhhh... Anna, please be alright...." White Hare's sobs echoed softly inside the dark narrow lane. The only thing she had the energy to do was to touch her earring to transform herself into her civilian persona, it would be unbecoming for the city to see one of her superheroines bawling her eyes out on the streets. She didn't know how long she stayed like that when she heard a familiar voice calling out her name.

"Nora...? Are you okay? Nora?!"

White Hare quickly looked up, and through her teary eyes, saw a familiar figure standing in a doorway tuck away in the alley.

"Chloe? sniff... is that you?" White Hare asked as she concentrated on someone she didn't expect to see.

Chloe was a policewoman that worked closely with the superheroines. White Hare liked her because the curvy officer is extremely nerdy and smart, the two of them can talk about scientific topics for hours on end, exchanging ideas and sharing their insights. Chloe, also had a mild Heroine Factor and would often act as a liaison or go-between, helping the girls coordinate with the police, and assist them in managing public relations. Chloe quit her job in the police department after the horrific abuse all the girls suffered under the hands of the supervillains recently. No one has heard from her since.

White Hare slowly stood up and approached her friend, "Do you live here Chloe? What happened to you? We miss you so much, are you oka—" She stops mid sentence when White Hare realizes what Chloe is wearing. "That... is that a habit? ...you became a nun??"

"Yes. Come inside and have some tea Nora, we have a lot to catch up on." Chloe's smile was warm, as she gently guided White Hare into her place, inviting the girl to go inside the shady building.

***

White Hare was surprised to see so many girls huddling together inside the building. She walked past a central area where rows of sleeping bags were spread out. In the kitchen, she saw a bunch of cute beauties cooking up a storm, chatting and joking while they stirred pots, prepared sandwiches and made delicious smelling soup. White Hare noticed Chloe had led her to an empty table, and the girl sat down obediently, curious and fascinated by what was happening.

"They are victims of SX... like we are. Many of them are recovering." Chloe explained calmly. "I run a shelter now, I help those who are struggling with the effects of SX."

"I thought the pills the city gave out can nullify the normal version of SX." White Hare curiously asked.

"Well yes, but there are mental scars, trauma that is very difficult to recover from. Some of the people here had been repeatedly brainwashed and violated. Others were forced to commit horrible acts, they need guidance and patience to overcome their fears."

"Oh Chloe! That is so admirable! I'm so proud of you." White Hare exclaimed, genuinely amazed and impressed by her friend's charity work.

"Here's your tea." Chloe placed a steaming hot cup on the table. "You look terrible Nora, are you alright? Are the heroines having a hard time?"

White Hare grabs the teacup, inhales the aroma and blows a couple of times to cool it down.

"... My sister is missing, alongside Crimson Lady, Evol Star, and Magic Chick." White Hare sighed dejectedly.

"What?? When did that happen?!" Chloe seemed shocked and alarmed to hear the news.

"Four days ago. One moment they were in HQ, next, they were gone... No signs of a struggle... nothing at all!" White Hare was starting to sob again, as the memories brought her back to the depressing state of uncertainty she was in.

"Hey hey, don't cry Nora. Don't lose hope." Chloe gently strokes White Hare's hair, as if comforting a kid. "Those are four of the strongest superheroines, I'm sure they will be fine, whatever that had happened, there's no need for you to feel bad or worried Nora. Those ladies can take care of themselves."

White Hare is grateful for Chloe's calming words. It feels good to have someone console her, and tell her not to worry. White Hare continues sharing all that has happened since Chloe's absence. Despite some of the superheroines missing, the criminals of Pentagon City suffered devastating loss when they had the inter-gang firefight a week and a half ago. All the top criminal organizations were badly decimated, and are currently unable to cause serious trouble.

"Ahh... There are some silver lining I suppose..." Chloe noted optimistically. "Hey... Nora... want to stay here for a few days? Think of it as work, you get to interact with the victims of SX and see how it is affecting their lives. Maybe you can come up with ways to improve treatment options, or how the police and hospitals are handling these cases."

White Hare thought about it and nodded enthusiastically, it was a great opportunity and a useful way to keep her mind occupied.

"Alright, the rooms on the second floor are open, you can use whichever bed you see fit." Chloe instructed and smiled, happy to have Nora's company.

"Thanks Chloe! You are the best!" White Hare gave the kind nun a bear hug, glad to have the friendly and supportive girl as her companion. She went back to grab a few pairs of clothings before returning to Chloe's convent. After settling in a little, White Hare wandered around the building and observed how the rescued women were coping. The more the platinum haired girl watched, the more moved she was. The suffering of the innocent civilians made her heart ache. The night arrived rather fast and White Hare retired to her room early, she laid on her bed deep at thought.

Suddenly, she felt the bed moving as two brunettes climbed into the bed. "Huh? Umm... I'm already sleeping here..." White Hare shyly complains as the mattress shakes from the weight of her new bed partners.

"Ah... you didn't know... We are kinda tight in space here so we share beds with each other," One of the girls explained, her smiling face a mere inch away from White Hare's.

"O-oh. Okay, I- I see." White Hare stammered, not knowing how to respond. Her thoughts race as she wonders what she should do. To leave now might seem kinda rude... but she isn't too comfortable sleeping with girls she doesn't know. She was shocked further when she observed her bedmates pulling out pairs of handcuffs and cuffing their own wrists behind their backs. White Hare is confused.

"Um, wha... What are you two doing? Why are yo—" White Hare sat up and looked at the two girls laying next to her.

"Umm... we were kept as sex slaves for months. This is the only way we can sleep soundly, the sense of restriction helps us cope..." one girl answers her softly, the other just stares intently at White Hare, the silent girl's mesmerizing violet eyes seemed to draw the heroine in.

"That's awful... I'm so sorry." White Hare sympathizes with their plights and decides not to leave. If self bondage helps them cope, she shouldn't ruin it. The heroine decided to lay back down on the twin size bed, and try to drift asleep.

The silence in the convent was broken by a strange, rhythmic squeaking. White Hare's ears perked up, and turned to find the source. In the darkness, the young heroine saw her bedmates making out with each other, kissing and moaning passionately, squirming their bodies and twisting their cuffs to caress each other. White Hare's face burns up and flushes red. The erotic show right next to her has her heartbeat thumping.

"Wh... what are you... w-why...?" White Hare mumbled, speechless.

"Sssshhh... don't be surprised, this is another way to calm our nerves." The quiet girl who has violet Eyes whispered and kissed her. White Hare instinctively pushes her away, but the heroine can't deny her arousal, her nipples are rock hard and pointing through the thin spaghetti strap tank tops.

White Hare moans sensually as the pretty stranger slips her tongue into her mouth, swirling the slippery muscle inside her wet oral cavity. The girl is an excellent kisser and the silver haired heroine was helpless against the passionate and skillful lip lock. The gorgeous heroine subconsciously reaches out and explores the sexy girl's slender body, feeling her up and squeezing the smooth skin. White Hare's inhibitions slowly melt away and she eagerly joins in, making out with the violet eyed beauty.

"Mmfffh!! Oh! Mmmpff~! Haaaa... Oh Goddess..." White Hare broke the french kiss breathlessly after a few minutes, leaving a trail of saliva connecting the tips of their tongues.

"I was a sex slave trained in the art of making out... I can't go to sleep without making someone cum from an intense French kiss session." The nameless girl informs White Hare, staring at the gorgeous superheroine with lust, before leaning forward and licking White Hare's blushing cheeks. White Hare can only pant as she gazes into the girl's sparkling eyes. She is still processing the information the girl had shared. Without warning, White Hare's short shorts were tucked down, and her soaked panties were pulled off her supple thighs, leaving her wet fold exposed.

"W-wait! What are you- ooOOAAHHH!!" White Hare shouted as the other girl dove face first into her pink folds, slurping, licking, and tonguing the heroine's sensitive love button. White Hare buckled her hips and writhe under the unexpected pleasure, she moaned shamelessly and grabbed the head of the girl eating her pussy.

"Mmmmpppffff... so sweet..." the other girl whispered, her face buried between White Hare's pale legs. "I was forced to give pleasure through cunnilingus to my fellow sex slave every night... it just doesn't feel right unless I taste someone's nectar."

"Oh Goddess! Ohmyg ohmygaaaahds.... Nnngggghhhaaa!!! Ahh! Mnn! Haaaann... OoooOOOOAAAaaaaaahhh!!!" White Hare's moans grew louder and the heroine gripped the sheets. The action went on for another ten minutes or so, until both of White Hare's bedmates grew tired of pleasuring her.

"How... why haven't you cum yet...?? What kind of sexual training did your captor put you through????" White Hare's partner complained, frustrated she can't make the sexy girl orgasm.

"N-no! It wasn't... We-I was sexually humiliated so much and for so long... I can't seem to cum unless I was put down or was forced... o-or dominated..." White Hare sheepishly responded, her explanation got both her bedmates extremely turned on.

"That. Is. So. Fucking. Sexy. You are amazing." the girl eating her out said huskily, and rolled off the bed. A moment later, she came back with a pair of handcuffs in her mouth. "Then you should join us... we can pretend we were captured again... and forced to give our rapists a lesbian show before they ravaged us.."

White Hare stared dumbfounded, stunned by the naughtiness suggested. The gorgeous heroine hesitated for a bit, but nodded slowly, eager to release the suppressed excitement pent up inside her. The two rescued women grin, as White Hare cuffs her wrists behind her back. "Oh nooo~! We've been captured and forced into a lewd act!" White Hare pretended, playing along, she started moaning and grinding her crotch with her bedmates.

White Hare's acting was a major turn on, and her female companions can't control themselves anymore. They begin taking charge, aggressively make out and eat her pussy. White Hare gasps and pant heavily as she submits herself. The superheroine spread her legs wide and threw her head back. "Yes... Please... I can't take any more... I am about to bust! Pl-pleaseee... Make me cu-um!" White Hare screamed and begged, and within seconds, she was overwhelmed with her much wanted climax.

"OooOh GodddddSSDDDDDessSSS!!!!!" White Hare arched her back and her whole body trembled violently. She screams and twists while experiencing the powerful and fulfilling orgasm. After catching her breath, White Hare opens her eyes and smiles lovingly. "Hahhh... thanks... that was... I needed that..." White Hare whispered softly, and leaned forward, giving each of her playmates a big thank-you-smooch.

The rest of the night passes quietly as the three women drift asleep, completely content.

***

White Hare can feel stolen glances on her as she walks to the cafeteria the next morning, but nobody says a word. She grabbed a simple breakfast sandwich, and took a seat on an empty chair at the dining table.

"Thank you for yesterday, that was the best sleep we ever had." One of her bedmates stopped by to say that to her before heading off and sitting down with another group of girls.

White Hare smiles cheerfully, and the heroine is suddenly approached by Chloe.

"Good morning Nora. Did you sleep well last night?" The nun asked gently as she sat across from White Hare. There seems to be a certain undertone of suggestiveness in Chloe's words, and White Hare wonders if the sister knew about what had happened.

"Ah-umm-good morning. Yeah... it was nice..." White Hare answers the question nervously, looking down and avoiding eye contact with her friend.

"Sigh... This is my fault... I should have warned you about those two... Sorry Nora." Chloe apologized sincerely. "They were college coed kidnapped from Pentagon College... you actually had a hand in rescuing them during your infiltration... We just can't get them to quit having sex everyday... It's troublesome..."

"Umm... did I break a rule or something... I'm sorry..." White Hare looked apologetically at Chloe, worried she had caused problems for the kind nun.

"It's fine, we are not that strict, as long as everybody consents and no one is hurt or upset." Chloe reassured her friend, patting White Hare's silver hair, calming the poor heroine. "But we really discourage casual sex... as SX's effects flair up whenever we orgasm. There are girls here trying to fight the addiction. Casual sex defeats the purpose of rehab." Chloe explained patiently.

"Oh I understand... I'm sorry... I didn't know..." The silver haired girl looks up at her friend and sighs in defeat, ashamed at the trouble she had inadvertently caused. "I've been meaning to ask... how are you able to keep this place running? This building and anti-SX medicine... these can't be cheap."

Chloe stares intently at White Hare, her expression blank and unreadable. "... Nora. I want to show you something... let's meet up tonight okay? My room... 10PM sharp... don't be late."

With that, Chloe got up and left abruptly, leaving White Hare baffled. The platinum hair superheroine is lost in thought, pondering Chloe's intention, and what will be revealed. White Hare shook her head, and turned her attention back to her breakfast.

For the remainder of the day, Nora wandered around and interacted with the recovering women at Chloe's convent. She tries her best to listen and offer support. The majority of the rescued women are happy to share their stories and feelings. In a way, knowing that most of them were rescued due to the Pentagon Heroine's efforts gives White Hare solace. Knowing that they have given these women their freedom back helps Nora feel less anxious regarding her sister's disappearance. (We will save you Anna... no matter what...) White Hare vow silently.

Nightfall eventually came and White Hare returned to Chloe's bedroom. Just as instructed, the heroine knocks twice and the door opens. White Hare steps inside, finding Chloe standing with her back turned against her. On either side, are White Hare's previous bed partners.

"Please shut the door." Chloe instructed without turning.

White Hare closed the thick wooden entrance, and looked back inquisitively. The platinum haired heroine tilts her head to the side as Chloe turns around, revealing her scantily clad appearance.

Chloe is wearing a skimpy version of her usual nun habit. It consists of a white nun collar, a pair of elbow satin gloves, a mini black corset top and a short black pinafore skirt. Chloe's large breast is almost spilling out of her tight corset. Her smooth legs are accentuated with a pair of fishnet stockings and high heel knee boots. Chloe's brown hair is loose and frames her face quite beautifully. The stunning nun stands majestically, arms crossed, her alluring cleavage jiggling and her curvy figure exult confidence.

"You asked me earlier today... How are we paying for this place... Who is funding this sanctuary..." Chloe announces, and beckons White Hare to come closer. "Here's the answer."

"Chloe... you are working as a prosti-" White Hare exclaimed incredulously, before she was suddenly cut off by the sexy nun.

"NO-no... erm... no..." Chloe responded with her usual shy and flustered demeanor. "We are dressed up as vigilantes! Just like the Pentagon Heroines! And... and we patrol the streets fighting pimps and johns... their money goes to this place..."

A hundred thoughts race through White Hare's mind at that revelation. One of which was the realization of how slutty all of their costumes look to the outsider. She has never considered that before. White Hare blush thinking how the public must see the superheroines.

"So... you are committing robbery...?" White Hare's eyes stare wide eyed. "Chloe! That's a crime! I can't condone that!"

"A crime!? Did you forget what those pimps and johns did to us while we were the villains' captives? Did you forget how they treated you when you begged them for a little bit of food? They raped and abused us daily. Don't you DARE call what we are doing a crime! We are fighting fire with fire!" Sister Mercy raises her voice angrily and stomps the floor. White Hare shrinks a little, intimidated by the passionate response.

"Sister Mercy, our mark is moving into the area now... we should head out." The brunette with the violet eyes informed the sexy nun softly.

"Right..." Chloe nodded, and turned towards White Hare. The petit superheroine stood there awkwardly, conflicted, torn between her morals and the reality. "I know and understand the ideals of the Pentagon Heroines... but can't you see... The criminal wouldn't fight fair... if we keep handicapping ourselves, it's only a matter of time before we lose the city." Chloe said sternly.

White Hare sighs and closes her eyes. She understood her friend's reasoning, but is unsure whether resorting to the crime is the right thing to do.

"If you need to think some things through... Why don't you join us for tonight? We have a big mark... a prominent pimp is traveling through to collect his share from the streetwalkers... Come help us just this once... as White Hare." Chloe persuades White Hare, walking closer and hugging the indecisive heroine.

"Alright... I will come." White Hare replies after a short moment, embracing Chloe back. "What's everyone's call sign?"

"Call me Sister Mercy... that's Violet and Lilac... They already know you are White Hare... They are my trusted comrades." Chloe introduces her vigilante gang to White Hare.

"Nice to meet you White Hare." Both Violet and Lilac giggle and curtsy. The brunettes wear a similar version of sexy nun costume as Sister Mercy, except Violet wears purple, and Lilac wears pink.

The four women exited the convent through a secret exit and made their way into the dark alleys. Their heels echo rhythmically as they saunter on the cracked pavement, and the faint city lights are their guide. White Hare wore her usual white bunny costume with cufflinks and fishnet stockings. The girls travel through narrow alleys that intertwine into a labyrinth, and after a short brisk, arrive at a dead end.

"Okay, I will give a briefing." Lilac announced. "Our target's name is Drew Damewright. He is the kingpin of pimps in this area. Tonight he is here collecting profits from the escorts and streetwalkers. He only does this once a month. After collecting the credits, he usually spends a little time in the building on the other side of this wall with his men. Our plan is simple, ambush, beat him and his crew up and take their wallet."

"After beating his ass... the best part is when he is on the ground begging... and pleading... 'Pwease Miss Vigilanteeee! Have merceeey!'" Violet joke, impersonating their target.

"Violet, shush... no fooling around! White Hare will be new at this, so it's important that we are on point." Sister Mercy warned and glared at her friend.

"Gotcha leader! Sorry!" Violet salute obediently.

Violet pushes away a garbage dumpster and reveals a hidden hole in the wall.

"Through here." She waves and signals, and her companion files in a single file. White Hare followed suit and entered the gap, climbing up a flight of stairs.

The lens of a hidden camera lens reflects the dim moonlight as the group ascends the emergency staircase.

***

In a dimly lit room, a middle aged, potbelly man sits leisurely on a couch. Next to him sat his son, who contrasted his dad by being tall and muscular. Both are accompanied by several of their hired thugs. The father reached for the beer bottle, took a swig and wiped his mouth.

"Yo Dad, how much longer are we gonna wait?" the young lad complained and yawned, and his button-up shirt strain, showing off his chiseled abdominal muscles.

"Patience Justin... just get in position." Drew flick his cigar and chuckle, exhaling a puff smoke. "Those skanks think they can rob us blind... We are teaching them a lesson on why you don't fuck with the Damewright."

After a while, a loud crash is heard, followed by heavy footsteps. A moment later, a slender woman kicked the door open and entered the room. Sister Mercy strides in gracefully, her cleavage bouncing enticingly, distracting her victims.

"Drew Damewright! Hand over all your cash and no one gets hurt." the vigilante command authoritatively. Violet and Lilac burst inside right behind her with White Hare following closely behind. Damewright and their bodyguards draw their guns, pointing them threateningly at the women.

"HAHH Ahahaha!!!" Drew laughs arrogantly. "You girls auditioning to be my whores or something? Look at you all! Dress up sluts trying to play hero! Oh-oh I have an idea! If you spread your legs and dance for us, I'll let you ladies live. HAA!"

"Everyone, get behind me, none of you have a forcefield generator equipped!" White Hare said as she tried to step in front of Sister Mercy and her team. But the trio refuse to budge, instead Sister Mercy walks forward, and her vigilante teammates stand side-by-side with her, smiling confidently.

"Yeah, we need some of those high heels eventually... but right now, I have this!" Sister Mercy declared defiantly, activating her power. A translucent energy bubble surrounds the women. White Hare was dumbstruck, and marveled at Chloe's new found power.

Sensing danger, the bodyguards start blasting away at the women, but their bullets ricochet uselessly, hitting the walls. Sister Mercy twisted her hands around and the energy bubble expanded to push everything beside the ladies, including furniture and humans, crashing violently against the wall of the room.

"Wha-what the hell is this?!" Drew stutters in panic. The men are all squished and completely immobilized, their guns clattered harmlessly at the ground.

"Wow! Ch- Sister Mercy, your power... wow!" White Hare complement in astonishment.

"Hahaha, yep. Nothing can penetrate Sister's shield. Pretty useful right?" Violet boasts, and Lilac nod excitedly in agreement.

"This ends now Drew Damewright!" Sister Mercy declares in victory and twists her wrist again, sending more force into the men that are painfully crushed.

"Gaaahhhh!!! No- no please don't kill us!! Pwease Miss Vigli-AHhh... have mercy!!" Drew whimper and plea desperately.

Sister Mercy stared daggers, her face cold and merciless. The beautiful nun raised her fist, causing the bubble to crush the goons even more, and Drew shrieked in agony. Nora was getting concerned, worried that Chloe would actually murder these men. She stepped in and touched her friend's shoulder, Sister Mercy looked back and their eyes met. White Hare pleaded silently.

"... Alright fine. I'll spare them." Sister Mercy sighs. The force field retracted slowly, releasing the victims, and Drew collapsed exhausted and relieved. "Give us your money... Now!"

"Okay... okay... It's in that safe right there... I'll get it for you." The defeated pimp crawled feebly.

"Don't move, I will open the safe." Sister Mercy order. "White Hare, keep watch and make sure the scum don't do anything funny."

Sister Mercy punched in the code that Drew recited and began opening the reinforced vault. White Hare was impressed at how thorough and efficient Chloe planned their hit. Everything seems like clockwork. She admires Chloe's leadership skill and marvels at how much she has changed since leaving the police department. White Hare is impressed and proud.

"Violet, Lilac... help me empty the safe." Sister Mercy instructs and the two brunettes assist her.

White Hare stood guard, making sure her allies were protected. The men were sitting on the ground, looking down. However, White Hare notices the youngest man glance sneakily every few moments. The platinum blonde heroine observes suspiciously, and realizes the hunk is smiling slyly at Sister Mercy's round, juicy derriere. The smile was not from someone defeated, she has seen it too many times, something is up.

Before White Hare can warn her allies, a cloud of gas explodes from within the safe. Violet and Lilac cough uncontrollably and collapse onto the floor, holding their crotch. White Hare covers her nose instinctively, realizing her teammate's predicament. She rushes toward her friends, only to be stopped by the young Damewright and two of their bodyguards.

White Hare swung her leg hard, connecting her heel perfectly on the chin of the first man, and sent him flying backwards. She blocks Justin's incoming attack using her arm, and delivers a sharp kick into the second thug, knocking him to the floor. White Hare ducks quickly when Justin swings his fists and jumps backward to avoid a sweeping blow. The heroine flipped her body, delivering a perfect split kick, slamming both her boots simultaneously on her remaining attacker. To her surprise, the young man blocked it, albeit not without damage.

White Hare recovers and stands her ground, facing Justin head-on.

"Hey hot stuff... you have good moves... wanna be an escort for me... I'll pay ya real nice." The fit lad grin and crack his knuckles. From the way he sweats, White Hare can tell he is just putting up a front. No matter how strong a regular person is, they simply can't overcome the speed and strength advantage of a Heroine.

White Hare activates her ability and takes in every aspect in the room at once. Neurons fire rapidly within her brain and her perception increases dramatically. Every detail, the direction Justin will run, his exact motion and strike is known to her. White Hare dodge his next attacks without any effort, before countering expertly, striking the muscle bound stud continuously on the vital regions. Her series of punches and kicks is precise and deadly. After 4 seconds, White Hare knocked her target effortlessly.

"And that's as far as you go!" Damewright Sr. exclaimed as White Hare turned her head. The potbelly man is standing nearby the safe. Behind him are White Hare's allies, each being held firmly by a burly lackey. Violet and Lilac are both rubbing their thighs together and panting, a clear sign they have been dosed with SX. Sister Mercy only has a blush, but White Hare can tell the SX gas had affected her too.

"Ha ah... Sister Mercy... I'm horny... save us... White Hare..." Lilac whispers, her vagina dripping and soaking her panty.

"Shut up bitch... or else we put a hole in that sexy face!" Damewright threatens, and holds a gun to Violet's head.

"Oh-no Sister Mercy... Lilac, Violet...!" White Hare panicked as she surveyed her surroundings. She is at a disadvantage. The villain's have leverage and Chloe, Lilac and Violet are compromised. Her mind is spinning as she frantically thinks of ways to rescue her ally. White Hare activates her ability and no matter what she does, there is no way to rescue all three before the villains can harm them. "Damewright! Let them go or I will..."

"Or you will be a slut? Hmmm?" Damewright interrupts White Hare, his smirk widened and his face filled with triumph. "I knew you sluts would try to rob me today... that's why I shelled out some big creds to get those SX capsules! That shit works great huh!? All we had to do is release the gas and boom- you bitches are ready to fuck! And guess who is gonna tap your friends' tight twats? HAhaha..."

"White Hare, he's right... Run and- and leave us... it's no use... I'm afraid the drug is really- AAHHH..." Sister Mercy screams as the lackey pinch the heroine's nipples roughly and Sister Mercy shutter and gasp. "Ha ahhh... Wh- White Hare, please... Get out of here..."

"I'll cut you a deal, girlie... all you have to do is tell us what you did with all the credits you stole from us over the past couple weeks, and after we have a little fun with you sluts, we'll let you and your pals go. Okay? Just play nice and no one will get hurt." Damewright bargained.

"No- no White Hare, don't trust them... ummm aaah- ahhh oh God nooo... Don't give in..." Sister Mercy pleaded desperately, writhing in pleasure and pain. Violet and Lilac are also struggling helplessly.

"Haha, looks like your leaders are enjoying this a lot, girlie... How about it?" Damewright chuckle as the silver-hair heroine bite her lips, watching her friends getting molested. With a sigh, White Hare nod hesitantly.

"Good, smart move girl. Strip her my boy." Damewright command. "Let's see those sexy tits of yours."

"A-ah!" White Hare gasps and blush in shame as Damewright Jr. pulls her bunny suit down, revealing her sizable boobs. The young stud pinned the petit heroine's arms to her side and started kissing White Hare's face. The defeated heroine squeezed her eyes tightly, fighting the waves of embarrassment and unwanted pleasure.

"Mmmphh... nnghh..." White Hare grunt and moan, resisting the lustful kiss. Damewright Jr. grab and fondle the platinum blond heroine's soft bust, while sucking her neck, biting and leaving his mark. White Hare squirm and arch her body, and Justin tease her nipples, flicking and pinching, causing the vulnerable heroine's nubs to swell and harden.

"Nn- ahhh... hahh... mmpphh aah" White Hare continued to protest as Damewright Jr. slid his palms downward, caressing the petit heroine's flat abdomen and tracing her hips seductively. She peek at her friends and see that the trio are still being held, their captors stroking and groping her allies. Sister Mercy, Violet and Lilac are moaning and crying softly, tears flow endlessly and their faces contort in mixture of misery and ecstasy.

"P-Please... stop..." White Hare beg quietly, her cheeks flush. She doesn't want to admit it, but the young man is very skilled and his technique stirs up her libido. Justin shoves his tongue down White Hare's mouth, their tongues wrestling and intertwining.

"He's pretty good right? Haha, look at her. This slut is totally loving this." Drew snicker, pointing at White Hare. The platinum heroine is trembling and her knees weaken, her pussy is soaking and the SX crest's soft pink glow betrays the fact that her body is responding favorably to her adversary's stimulation.

"Gosh you are so fucking cute... Ha, here's a gift babe. Enjoy!" Damewright Jr. proclaimed and fished his cock out and poke his thick meat against White Hare's nether region.

"NOo... Please wait a m- Ah-Ahhh!!! Mmmm-MMMMPHH" White Hare struggles and twists her body as Justin tears off the remaining of her costume, exposing her private areas. He pushes his bulbous glans into the Platinum Heroine's warm slit while they are standing. Damewright Jr. began thrusting into his victim and his large piston stretched and expanded White Hare's cunt.

"NNggghh NOOOO!!!! O-Ow!!! Stop-Stop this... aahhh" White Hare cries and shouts, however her shouts are stifled by Justin's relentless kisses. She attempts to kick and push her rapist, but Damewright Jr. has got her locked in and the vigorous penetration is sending waves of pleasure along her spine. White Hare is losing control of her body and her own feminine fluids trickle messily, lubricating her enemy's penis.

"Damn she is SO TIGHT! Yo dad, you gotta feel her." Damewright Jr. urges and his father laughs smugly.

"Okay Son, let the slut have it. Make sure the others are taking video and lots of pictures." Drew commands before enjoying Sister Mercy's voluptuous body as well.

"HAahh!!! Ahh-ah aaah.. a-haaa" White Hare throw her head back, her side ponytail sway in the air as Damewright Jr. rams his dick ferociously. The heroine is drooling and her eyes are blank. A deep ache spread throughout her pelvic and she can't contain the overwhelming sensations.

"Fuck this bitch is amazing! So wet and hot!" Damewright Sr. roared and as he pounded Sister Mercy intensely.

"AAahh- Aaagh!! Nnn- n-no more... I'm - aah a-about to cum..." Sister Mercy declared pathetically. Her resistance is crumbling as the potent aphrodisiac takes full effect and the older portly man hammers her forcefully.

"Ya like that Sister? Ya like being fucked!?" Drew jeer and slap Sister Mercy's breast roughly. The buxom brunette is reduced to a slobbering, gasping mess.

"AH- Aa- ha- a-AAAH- Cuu-cumming... HAAA-" Sister Mercy groans and climaxes, squirting her juices, her legs buckle and the nun nearly faints. Drew releases Sister Mercy's torso and her upper body falls limply onto the safe. Drew is still connected and continues plowing Sister Mercy from behind.

"Ha- Haa- Ah aah ah aah aaah HAAA- a-AH" Violet is lost in an ocean of bliss. Her attacker grip her waist tightly and pump into Violet's anus relentlessly. The sexy brunette bounces and her perky breasts jiggles. Lilac is kneeling at the ground, servicing the burly lackey holding her. The longhaired teen is using her orifice for the guard's enjoyment, licking and tasting his rod expertly.

"Holy shit, her throat is divine!! This bitch can suck!" The muscular henchman yells and strokes Lilac's long hair approvingly.

"Yeah- Yeah, her ass is fantastic. Damn I love heroines!" The other thug growls and jackhammer Violet ruthlessly, eliciting lewd and shameful noises from the lovely nun.

"Ah a- ha- aag- Gg... hmmm... mmnmm.." White Hare is bent forward, gripping the back of the sofa tightly. Damewright Jr. is slamming White Hare vigorously and her round, bubble buttocks ripples from the force of his impact.

"Ung- UGH Unh- Unh... Take it slut! Yeaaaa take that fucking Dick!!" Damewright Jr. grunt and explode his seed, his warm cum flooding White Hare's sensitive canal, bringing her to a mind-shattering orgasm. The silver hair heroine spasm and clench her vagina. Damewright Jr. continues shooting rope after ropes, and White Hare quiver and shake.

"Oh Fuck I'm coming again." Damewright Sr. announces and injects Sister Mercy's deepest part with his virile semen. The voluptuous beauty mewl pitifully. Violet and Lilac have collapsed, tired and exhausted, lying on the ground, their bodies glistening.

White Hare stumbles and kneels on the ground, her crotch is oozing the combined sperm of Damewright Jr. and her. Sister Mercy sob softly and her light brown hair is tousled and disarray. Violet and Lilac are breathing deeply, their beautiful features marred with tears.

"Oh, we need to film their confessions as well." Drew remarks casually and instructs his subordinate to get the camera equipment. "Alright bitches, listen, you are going to confess to stealing credits from us. Don't worry, we wouldn't turn you in as long as you remain obedient little whores for us. Now let's start with Sister Mercy. Tell me, what's your real name and what did you do?"

"My real- my real name is Chloe Wagner... I used the funds- funds to finance our convent... I'm sorry..." Sister Mercy explains listlessly and the same treatment is given to Violet and Lilac. The ladies are stripped naked completely, their curves and erotic body are recorded for posterity. White Hare is made to record her allies' confession, her face flushed and her spirit broken.

"You girls are definitely keepers. Tell you what, let's go for another few rounds before we go collect those stolen credits, what do you say?" Damewright Sr. proposes and wipes Sister Mercy's leaking orifice with his fingers before shoving the digits into the broken heroine's mouth. Sister Mercy licks obediently, cleaning her secretions mixed with her opponent's seeds.

The villainous men line up their captives in a row and have their way with Violet, Sister Mercy, Lilac, and White Hare repeatedly. After an hour, the girls are completely drained and are sprawling on the floor, their minds are foggy and their bodies are sore. The men finally let them rest for a few hours.

***

*ding dong*

"Coming!" a female voice responded, and a nun approached the front door of the convent. Upon opening the entrance, the lady saw Chloe, Violet, Lilac, and Nora standing outside. The girls looked absolutely exhausted, and all were dressed in oversize white T-shirts.

"Chloe!? Girls! What happened?" The nun welcomed her sisters and her guest, surprised at their appearance. Before any more conversation can be had, however, two men half push, half drag the four young women inside the building.

"Hello, nice to meet your acquaintance. My name is Drew Damewright and this is my son, Justin Damewright. We are here because Sister Chloe asked us to sponsor this convent." the potbelly, bespectacled man states calmly. "So we figure we will check out what kinda services we will expect before we commit, and luckily these fine young women volunteer to show us around."

"Sister Chloe, is that true? You asked these gentlemen to... support us?" the nun inquired Chloe hesitantly.

"Y-Yes..." Chloe mutters, looking at the ground. Violet, Lilac, and Nora remain silent, refusing to meet the eyes of the nun. "I'll take them into my room to discuss the details... you may go, sister."

The group head deeper within the convent's facility. Violet, Lilac, Chloe, and Nora walk unsteadily, wincing and gritting their teeth each time their muscles contract and their private regions throbbed. Their faces are red and their eyes are unfocused, remembering the intense, mind-shattering ordeals that occurred last night.

"H-Here's my- dormitory. Please come in..." Chloe whispers and opens the door to her bedroom. It is a fairly modest area. Inside is a double bed, a writing desk and chair, and a large mirror. There are several drawers and a bookshelf, as well as a small closet. The girls entered one by one and sat down on the bed.

Damewright Sr. and Damewright Jr. follow them in, locking the door.

"Who gave you permission to sit down!? Get on your knees right now! All of you!" Damewright Sr. ordered harshly. Four heads hang down low and the gorgeous young heroines get down, resting their bums on their ankles and lowering their hands onto their thighs, presenting their cleavage.

"Hmph, not bad, not bad... Let's get right to business shall we? Chloe, give us the credits." Damewright Sr. held out his hand.

"...i-in- here..." Chloe crawls over and opens up a secret compartment under her bed. "Take it, this is everything we stole..."

"Hmm, it seems to be missing quite a bit..." Drew commented and counted the cred. "This only amounts to about 30 percent. Where's the rest?"

"I- It's..." Chloe struggled to speak and pause, closing her eyes and taking a breath. "We used it to rent this place and purchase daily supplies...please allow- allow us- a few weeks... and- and- we'll gather the balance..."

"Tsk, that's unacceptable. Here's what gonna happen. From today onwards, this content will be under the Damewright's management... We will make sure you girls make back the credits... and then some! Chloe, Violet, Lilac, and Nora, from this point onward, you lot will become the property of Damewright corporation. Until you pay off your debt, we can fuck and use you, your body, and anything else in this convent as we see fit... understand?"

"Wh-What...?" Chloe exclaims in dismay, her eyes are filled with horror. Violet, Lilac, and Nora stare dumbstruck and the young women's expressions twist and contort, despair overwhelm their delicate minds.

"W-we'll do- please, don't force- I beg you, spare- spare my Sisters and everyone living here!" Chloe implores desperately.

"Hey Son, you know what's funny...? These sluts are still trying to act heroic... Look at how their body is shaking already! Ha, you heroines are nothing but a bunch of whores who crave our cock...! And the longer you resist, the rougher we are going to pound and breed you! You got it?"

"Y-yes Sir..." the beauties utter and nod weakly.

"Good. Strip, NOW." Damewright Sr. pulls out his penis and Justin does the same. Chloe, Violet, Lilac, and Nora comply, peeling their T-shirts away and kneeling nude, displaying their splendid body and flawless skin.

"Give us a double blowjob. I want you, Nora and Violet sucking Justin's meat, and Chloe and Lilac, you slurp mine... Now!" Damewright Sr. orders impatiently and the heroines obediently get between the men's legs, their soft breasts rub against the criminals' thighs. Violet and Nora wrap their lips around Justin's thick and fat glans while Lilac and Chloe lick Drew's scrotum, savoring the lingering smell from their ordeal the night before.

"Nnnhmm- slrrr- Mmph" the young women move their tongues dexterously, pleasuring the villains' genital. The Damewrights enjoy the oral caress of the beautiful women and grin triumphantly.

"O-OOoh Yeahhh! Shit that feels good... Hey sluts, suck harder, taste my balls!" Damewright Sr. roared contentedly and pushed his sack against Lilac's and Chloe's face.

"Ungh- yeah, this is perfect. Keep using your tongue." Justin moans and grabs Nora's heads, pushing his huge member past her gullet. "Glu- ugn- glu- gukk" the lovely heroine gag and struggle for air.

Meanwhile Chloe engulf and fondle Drew's heavy scrotum expertly. "guhh- g-ukk- glu-glllkk" Violet chokes and gasp, her neck is stretched and bulging. Damewright Sr. chuckle and relish the feeling, thrusting and rocking his hips slightly.

The sexy vigilantes work vigorously, licking and bobbing their head expertly. Finally Justin and Drew erupt and discharge their thick, hot semen, splattering on the girls' faces. The defeated heroines clean up the residue obediently.

"Haha, since you are all so obedient and submissive, I will cut you a deal. We will let you sluts run the convent as you see fit... as long as we get our cuts every week. Otherwise we will start raping the other nuns and the residents of this building... Understood!?" Damewright Sr. warned seriously.

"Y-Yes Sir..." Chloe acknowledges humbly and Drew snicker smugly.

"And don't try any funny stuff or think of skimping or stiffening us... if we catch even a whiff of deceit, well... let's just say, this convent will not survive... Got it!?" Damewright Sr. emphasizes and Chloe nods frantically.

"As to you, White Hare... I have a different deal for you." Damewright Jr. steps in front of Nora and smirks confidently. "You are going to help me infiltrate Phi Kappa Beta."

"Wait... what- WHAT!?" Nora exclaimed. "My secret identity... oh no... I revealed it last night..."

"That's correct, you slut. I know exactly who you are... Nora Lynn... and you know what, I am not interested in your fellow heroines, I just want those stuck up PKB girls. So in return, I will not expose you... Deal!?" Damewright Jr. clarifies as he squeezes Nora's breasts lecherously.

"NNn- Haa... okay... yes, Yes SIR..."

"Perfect, tomorrow, after school, go on a date with me, and introduce me to the sorority... You're going to be my girlfriend for a while... White Hare. HA!" Justin remarks and kisses Nora passionately, his strong, supple hands wander and grope the sexy heroine's form avidly.

The defeated girls look at each other hopelessly. Chloe, Lilac, Nora, and Violet are trapped, their reputation, life, and most importantly, the safety and well-being of their friends are at the mercy of these wicked men.