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THE HOUSE OF THE SEVEN GARGOYLES
Azure Angel leaned as far as she dared over the edge of the
buildings rooftop. Her toe firmly planted upon the lip of the
building, her slender arms flung back, her legs braced, her
slim back arched, all to counter balance the gravity pull of
her enormous full MM-cup teen tits, as she peered down
fourteen stories to the neon glow of a six story building
across the street.
"The Velvet Pussy A-Go-Go," the thin teen murmured to herself
as she quickly scanned both the garish building and the night
darkened street and alleyways that canal wound around it. The
building was odd shaped and the street and alleyways followed
its strange design. Bending this way and that, more like a
shadowy waterway flowing around an irregular rock than
straight angular city planing laid streets.
The large almost block wide building had once been the home
to one of the founding fathers (so to speak) of Delta City;
Judicata Swallows. A bastard son of a successful and
notorious female privateer/pirate Jacqueline Ann Swallows.
Almost two centuries latter the once opulent stone mansion
was owned by a billionaire conglomerate street gang(s) and
billed and run as the worlds greatest pleasure palace. There
was no vice one could not acquire or maintain that could not
be readily found at the waiting arms of the Velvet Pussy.
Part black tie night club part seedy den of inequity. The
block wide single structured maze of a building was rumored
to be the home hub of one of the world's largest white slaver
and narcotics operations in the world. And a favorite haunt
of almost all the sons and daughters of the world's wealthy
elite. Thus making it a hands off to any local or
international police. All roads may lead to Rome but all
investigations stopped at the many doors of the Velvet Pussy.
The gang that owned and operated the Velvet Pussy called
themselves The Seven Gargoyles. The name had come from the
serendipitous fact that it had been seven gangs that had
pooled their money ten years back to buy the empty mansion
which had seven prominent stone gargoyles set upon each of
its seven facings main entrances.
The Gang of the Seven Gargoyles, or just The Gang of Seven as
they were often called, each had an appointed member that
oversaw their vested interests in their holding. These were
called in turn, The Seven Deadly Sins. These unknown, to the
general public or police or other gang memebers, individuals
would meet once a full moon wearing a gargoyle mask mimicing
one of the seven gargoyles upon the building, which in turn
were all grotesquely individual in their appearance.
As such this in turn kept the Seven Deadly Sins from knowing
each others personal identity as well.
Considering the nature of their shady business dealings this
was considered a wise course against a turncoat informer or
assimilation attempts by one gangs greed against the others.
Azure Angel leaned back away from the tottering edge and
looked up at the full moon leaking through the heavy night
clouds. There were subterranean entrances as well as the
dozen or so on the city street level and then there were the
skywalk connections to other buildings; she looked back over
where hundreds of air drones zipped in and out of the upper
floors of the black stone building. Unregistered drones
flying out drugs to suburban housewives and homeless addicts
twenty-four hours a day seven days a week. She looked back
down at the long serpentine stretch of limos and the steady
buzz of helicopters dropping off and retrieving the
wealthiest men and women of the world on to the rooftop
landing pads.
Azure Angel brooded as the night wind gently shook her
buttock long coal black hair and her breathing quivered her
ponderous but firm and full rack.
Every super heroine in Delta City had tried to take down the
House of the Seven Gargoyles, as it had been referred to for
over two hundred years, until it had been bought up and
rechristened The Velvet Pussy A-Go-Go. For the last ten years
the place had been capturing and thwarting and nailing the
sexy asses of Aphrodite gene super heroines often as
entertainment for its patrons before casting them out into
the sewers or streets orgasm dazed and cum covered.
But all those bested super heroines had one thing in common;
they weren't AZURE ANGEL!
The world's bustiest teen did a nimble back-flip off the edge
of the building and disappeared into the rising bay fog milky
night.
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"The trick is not to go in bust-first fists-a-blazing and try
and take down the whole thug ridden building; but to take out
the Seven Deadly Sins themselves. With those seven in police
custody the fear of the seven gangs of them turning informant
will cause the gangs to implode against themselves into open
gang warfare. And even their political connections and
wealthy ties and army of lawyers will not be enough to save
them." Azure Angel spoke quietly to herself as she slipped
through the street level growing fog and inky night shadows
along the vertical surface of the massive building.
She had spent several minutes working out her approach
against the mesh of security cameras and motion detectors and
had found away in that was foolishly unguarded.
Of course few super heroines possessed the mad ninja skills
she did and would have tried to sneak through the sewers or
bust their way through the front doors. But she... The Ninja
of Justice! (She was desperately trying to come up with a new
catchy tag to go with her super heroine name as she was
getting tired of people on the streets shouting out, 'hey,
it's that ninja tit girl!' or 'thanks busty babe!' or
countless other derogatory slang terms for her large breast
size as if those were her official claim to fame.)
"Azure Angel, the Avenger. Slipped past the crude laughable
security on the window and into the villains lair," the teen
squeezed her slim body and titanic tits through the small
window sash. "Still, a flyer could have used such an
entrance." But none of them were as aware and observant as
she was and would have punched a hole in a wall instead.
"It's all about stealth and the advantage of using the lay of
the land. Azure Angel, the Nubile Ninja, trying hard not to
become the 'LAY' of the land. Whispers forward into the
marbled hallway like an oiled shadow."
The teen crouched-walked on the sides of her feet as she had
seen ninjas do on late night television. "Azure Angel, the
Maid of Might, the Virgin of Vengeance, er, eckhem, the sexy
hot and not her fault once Virgin of Vigilantism. The Shadow
Savior, the- OUCH! Walking on the sides of your feet in
stiletto heeled boots hurts the ankles! I will just try and
tip toe. Now, where was I? The Nimble Ninja? The Nocturnal
Knight? The Warden of Wrong Do-ers? The Goddess of the G
Strings... You know that Azure Angel, the Nubile Ninja wasn't
bad. Okay, for tonight anyway, I am; AZURE ANGEL THE NUBILE
NINJA!"
Just then a door opened into the hallway and a startled man
in a tux stuttered out a confused, "who are you?!"
"None of your beeswax," an equally started Azure Angel
snapped back before sweep kicking him off his feet and
slamming a boot heel down across his face sending him into
crack skull oblivion.
She quickly checked the room from which he had popped out
from and found it to be a bathroom. She grabbed the
unconscious man and lugged him back into the bathroom and
exited the room back out into the hallway pulling the locked
door behind her and giving the doorknob a quick test to make
sure it was locked.
"Azure Angel, the Panic Prone. Of course the idea of getting
captured and turned into some perverted live sex show for
hundreds of rich spoiled brats would make anyone a bit
giddy." She readjusted her blue top of her all blue outfit
where the recent adrenaline rush moment had caused her large
puffy areola's to slip free.
"I need to be more cautious or more combative," her mind
raced with the stories Flag Girl, Shield, and Amazing Babe
had told her of being captured and sexually assaulted over
and over again in front of roaring cheering tuxedo crowds in
their own failed attempts to over throw the operation.
She thought once again of what the three had last said to
her, "if you want to join the Teen Squad you have to pass the
initiation first. You have to enter the House of the Seven
Gargoyles and take a selfie of you in the upper main hall.
It's off limits even to the privet members of the Velvet
Pussy. Oh, and it has to be a topless selfie too! If you got
the 'girls' to do it that is?!"
Azure Angel reached down and cupped her gigantic jugs and
snarled, "oh, I have the 'girls' alright!" She just needed
the selfie and she was in the Teen Squad. And she needed in
the Teen Squad. They had their own base club house and she
had just been evicted... again. So it was the Teen Squad or a
job. Though right about now the job thing was not looking so
bad.
She had thought to take out the Seven Deadly Sins bring down
the whole House of the Seven Gargoyles really show those
stuck-up bitches a thing or two, but first things were first,
her worldly belongings were currently hidden in a trash
dumpster! She needed that selfie!
That meant less combative and more caution. She slipped down
the maze of opulent gorgeous hallways and into and past and
through lavish rooms filled with rich furnishings and statues
and paintings. Hard to believe a bunch of gangs ran drugs and
whores out of the place.
She managed to find the upper hallway needing only to subdue
three more men and skip around a half dozen others in the
process. There in the marbled hall she took dozens of selfies
of herself posing in front of every piece of stature and
panting she could find that seemed unique enough to prove
where she had taken the photos. Not just topless but
bottomless too. Oh, she would give those bitchies their
cellphone proof alright!
With that she posted the pics to the web address they had
given her and quickly and discretely made her way out of the
large maze of a building and back to the small all-night
dinner where the three young super heroines were drinking
malts and eating plates of fries waiting for her.
They greeted her with cheers and laughter. They showed her
the posted pics by pulling them up on a 'rate my rack' public
website and howled at the thousands of 'likes' she had
already generated.
She blushed but she was in. She was given a password and key
card and the location of the secret entrances and exits to
the three story base and could move her stuff in at anytime!
In fact, everyone insisted on helping her move in at the very
instant.
The base was far from hidden. It was downtown and plastered
on the outside with posters of Flag Girl advertising the base
as HER base as well as a toll free phone line to contact her
in case of emergencies as well as a direct tie-in video-phone
booth located just outside the wrap around glass wall lower
level of the base to contact the Teen Squad if they were
there or leave a message if they were out kicking criminal
butts.
The young teens turned out to be surprisingly jovial and kind
hearted despite tricking Azure Angel the Nubile Ninja into
posting those nude pictures of herself on the net.
Once moved in to the surprisingly large and comfortable teen
pad (it had its own automated soft serve ice cream machine!)
Azure Angel immediately started talking about how they should
not waste a second in launching a joint attack against the
House of the Seven Gargoyles and taking down their massive
operation. Surely together they were more woman than any mere
men could handle!
This produced another inexplicable burst of laughter from
Flag Girl and Shield and Amazing Babe.
"There's nothing to take down," Amazing Babe tried to explain
as she wiped away a laughter caused tear from her large blue
eyes.
"You don't think we would have sent you into a place that was
really so dangerous," Shield frowned.
"We made up all that stuff," Flag Girl waved a gloved hand
and made herself another ice cream sundae. "We cobbled it
together out of urban myths and old street rumors about that
old place and its current owners. None of its true. I mean, a
super secret group of seven gangs and seven gargoyle masked
Seven Deadly Sins in Delta City?! This is MY turf.
I would have whacked those weirdos long ago if it had any
truth to it." Flag Girl carefully licked chocolate syrup off
her gloved finger tips.
"Or well, Ms. Americana would have any way," Shield rolled
her eyes and reached for the spray can of whip cream shook it
violently then tilted back her head and shot a wad down her
throat filling her open mouth entirely before swallowing.
"The building was bought up by several local companies, not
gangs, and refurbished as both a legitimate night club,
though with a questionable name, and several office spaces.
Amazon.com or some such company runs the drones out of the
top floors." Amazing Babe yanked up her top and pressed her
naked boobs against the downstairs glass window wall at
several dozen appreciative fans huddled out on the night
chill foggy sidewalk and then smiled winked and waved at them
in return to their cheers and waves. Before turning away from
the window wall of the base (it had no entrances one could
readily see) and returning to look at a flustered and
confused Azure Angel as she wiggled her top back down into
place. "You got to try a window mash titty flash. It's so
much fun. Really drives our fan base wild!"
"So, you mean to tell me that there's no seven gangs, no
Seven Deadly Sins, no drug smuggling or white slaver ring
running out of the House of the Seven Gargoyles at all?!"
Azure Angel shook her head and then sighed. "Then I guess we
should hurry back and defuse that backpack of plastic
explosives I placed on the main gas line."
"WHAT?!"
"Gotcha!" Azure Angel pointed a finger at the shocked super
teens and they all slowly smiled and laughed together.
Meanwhile, across the fog ridden street a lone figure rolled
down the passenger window of a long sleek limo and a
grotesque gargoyle masked face leered out.
"This is Envy. I followed that teen slut spy back to the
downtown Flag Girl Teen Squad Base. She is indeed one of the
Teen Squad members. I don't know how they found out about our
operation; after all we have fooled all the older super
heroines and police with the local business front, but I
guess the street rumors of the truth of the seven gangs and
the Seven Deadly Sins was just too alluring for these teen
air head sluts to ignore. Orders?"
"This is Greed. Do nothing for now. Return to the House of
the Seven Gargoyles it is almost time for the meeting. We
will decide what to do with these pesky pests at the meeting.
In the meantime, we will continue our drug and white slaver
operations as normal.
I see no reason why a few teen super sluts should be
considered an immediate threat. Especially since we know
exactly where to find them when we want them!"
"Understood." The limo window whisked back up just as all the
teen super heroines came up to the bases downstairs wall of
glass and yanked up or down all their tops and pressed their
naked tits in unison against the glass as the handful of die
hard fans yelped and leapt and howled with delight as the
limo silently drove off into the night.
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