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Ms. Americana - Boat to Beach

A very short sequel to Ms. Americana - Victory at Sea.

When Clem, Lester, Ronnie and Teri had finished fucking the two super-heroines on deck they took them down to a cabin and threw them on a king-size bed, they did not want to kill the two crime-fighters and tried to think what might be the best way to have some more fun and make some more money with the two gorgeous babes.

"We'll make a lot more money off the pornos if they're still alive." Ronnie stated.

"I have a great fucking idea." Teri said.

"We haven't done a bondage lesbo scene yet."

She explained her idea and the foursome started to bind the crime-fighters with duct tape. They taped the pair in a lesbian scissors position with their legs parted and their sex organs rubbing up against each other. As they wound tape around each super-heroine's waist, they passed it around the other super-heroine's legs, after completing this for all four legs the crime-fighters tightly were locked in place, cunt to cunt.

"What a pretty pair of pussies." Lester remarked.

"Still needs a bit more." Teri said.

That bit more was a double-ended dildo in the super-heroines cunts, now Ms. Americana and Flag Girl were joined by eight inches of soft plastic inside each of their cunt-channels. As an encore the thugs tied off Flag Girl's wrists to Ms. Americana's wrists to make an doubtful chance of escape even more unlikely.

"That's it for now."

"All trussed up like Thanksgiving turkeys." Clem laughed.

"Better fucks than turkeys though." Ronnie stated.

The four thugs left the room but Ms. Americana and Flag Girl knew that they would be watched closely on the security system, their every move and sound would be monitored.

"I heard you, Ms. Americana." Flag Girl said.

"You were begging them to fuck you."

"You really are a screamer."

The senior crime-fighter explained the situation to her young partner, each time a super-heroine was defeated and degraded it weakened her resistance to the next sexual assault, each time she was fucked to orgasm made the next orgasm easier to coerce from her body and also made it more intense. To put it very bluntly each and every super-heroine had only so many fucks in her (or maybe that should be cocks in her) before she became a raving sex fiend and useless for any work except peddling her cunt on a street corner.

"What you're saying Ms. Americana." Flag Girl asked.

"Is that you are easier to cock-whip than me."

"I guess that may be true." Ms. Americana replied.

Ms. Americana felt Flag Girl rotate her hips slightly, just enough to move the dildo inside their cunts, the senior super-heroine looked at her young partner and saw that Flag Girl was watching her very intently.

"I'd like to dominate you, Ms. Americana." Flag Girl stated.

"I'd like to make you cumm."

"You would most likely cumm as well." Ms. Americana pointed out.

"That would be a bonus." Flag Girl replied.

Ms. Americana was worried, there had been the event up on deck where Flag Girl had told the thugs of Ms. Americana's sexual weaknesses, now it seemed that her young partner was going to try to force her senior partner to orgasm herself.

"How does this feel, Ms. Americana."

Flag Girl rotated her hips again, this time in a more exaggerated manner, the senior super-heroine could feel that thick dildo swirling around inside her cunt, she could also feel the butt-end of it pushing down on her very sensitive clitoris.

"You shouldn't do that Flag Girl." the super-heroine said that but secretly hoped her young partner would keep going.

"What about this Ms. Americana."

This time Flag Girl swiveled her hips in an even more vulgar way, Ms. Americana could feel the dildo moving inside her cunt-channel, the mighty Champion of All Women could feel her self-control and will-power starting to fade with each delightful push of Flag Girl's hips. Ms. Americana knew she was turned on as the dildo slid easily in her cunt-juice lubricated pussy, in spite of herself the crime-fighter gasped out to her side-kick,

"That is so fucking good, Flag Girl."

"Keep doing that."

Ms. Americana was too engrossed in the slick feeling of lesbian sex to even think that the evil quartet might be recording this episode for their own pleasure and profit. The way the dildo spread her cunt-channel to the maximum took all her attention, she did not even think that every last gasp and heave might be and watched and simultaneously recorded.

"Are you getting hot, Ms. Americana."

"I want you to tell me when you cumm."

Almost at the same instant Flag Girl uttered the words, Ms. Americana was smashed by a climax, the young side-kick had seemed to be able to sense when to stroke softly and when to push roughly and she quickly had the great Defender of Freedom panting for release.

"I'm cumming right now, Flag Girl."

"I can't stop myself cumming."

The idea that she had made the mighty Champion of Virtue cumm set Flag Girl off and the side-kick experienced her own climax, she pulled back on her arms which brought their cunt-lips into a tight embrace and increased the senior crime-fighter's orgasm. The young crime-fighter showed no pity and worked Ms. Americana's body like a key-board, making the super-heroine climax then allowing her some rest before skillfully and slowly bringing Ms. Americana screaming to another orgasm.

"I got you Ms. Americana."

"You are Flag Girl's fuck-toy now."

The senior crime-fighter knew she was fucked and dildo-whipped, the only sound she was capable of making was a guttural gasp as she climaxed, her body was weak from cumming and she had no defense at all to Flag Girl's ravishing of her magnificent body. Flag Girl rolled Ms. Americana onto her back and pumped and pounded the dildo in and out of Ms. Americana's cumm-slick cunt.

"Who's the boss now, super-cunt."

"Flag Girl's the boss of your pussy, super-fuck."

Up on the bridge the quartet watched as Flag Girl fucked her senior partner, they watched the almost inevitable conclusion, the Champion of All Women flat on her back, dildo-whipped and fuck-addled. They saw the Defender of Virtue unmoving, she had been fucked into semi-consciousness by her own partner.

"I want some of that action." Lester said.

"Everyone does, let's draw lots."

The evil quartet drew lots, there were groans and shouts of joy as Teri and Lester won the draw. Lester asked if her could fuck Ms. Americana as he had already had his cock inside Flag Girl's cunt, this suited Teri as she had fucked Ms. Americana but hadn't sampled Flag Girl's pussy yet.

The pair went down to the cabin and saw the two crime-fighters sprawled on the bed, they cut the tape binding the super-heroines and re-positioned them on the bed. They started with Ms. Americana and taped her around her wrists and then tied her wrists to her knees, finally they taped her ankles to the bed-frame so she was spread in a doggie position.

"That's what I call inviting."

"Who wouldn't want to fuck that."

Teri and Lester did the same to Flag Girl, they tied her ankles to the opposite side of the bed so that the two crime-fighters head lay next to each other, then Teri and Lester undressed and mounted their chosen super-steed.

"I'm about to fuck the Champion of All Women." Lester said.

"And I'm fucking her side-kick." Teri replied.

Both thugs' pussy-stretchers were hard and high, they easily slid into the crime-fighters cunts to the accompaniment of muffled groans from the bound super-heroines, Teri and Lester slid their cocks in and out of the women's tight pussies several times before pulling out.

"My cock is all slippery." Lester said.

"Time for a good ass-fucking."

Ms. Americana screamed as Lester tried to slide his thick cock-shaft into her tight ass-hole, it was a very long way beyond discomforting to be treated like a piece of fuck-meat, Lester had no regard for Ms. Americana's dignity or her pleasure as he pushed his cock-head into her anus.

"I got a start in mine's ass-hole."

"Get yours in Teri."

Teri mounted her super-heroine and forced her swollen cock-head into Flag Girl's ass-hole, the young side-kick looked to Ms. Americana for help as the tranny penetrated her anus but Ms. Americana was preoccupied with the thick pussy-stretcher that was trying to push its way into her own ass-hole.

"I'm in her ass-hole Lester."

"It's super-heroine double ass-fuck time."

There was rage and frustration at being treated like a common whore but Ms. Americana also felt a quiver of vicarious elation at watching Flag Girl's face as Teri slid her cock into the side-kick's ass-hole at the same time as Lester was filling Ms. Americana's tight anus with his thick cock-shaft.

"Half-way there." Lester gasped.

"Me too." Teri grunted.

Lester pulled his cock out an inch or so then pushed it back in, he gained a little with each stroke and repeated this action until every last inch of his cock-shaft was buried inside Ms. Americana's ass-hole and his swollen ball-sac was resting on her taut ass-cheeks.

"I'm right up the Champion of Virtue's ass-hole."

"Balls deep in her back passage."

Ms. Americana looked across and saw Flag Girl now had a look of utter delight on her face, she could hear the young super-heroine grunt each time Teri drove her cock home in the side-kick's ass-hole, Flag Girl was enjoying her degradation and then Ms. Americana realized she was having exactly the same thoughts.

"We are so fucked, Flag Girl." Ms. Americana gasped.

"The are so good at this." Flag Girl murmured in reply.

For a minute or so the room lapsed into silence, the only sounds now were the soft sucking noises the thugs' cocks made as they pushed in and out of the crime-fighter's ass-holes, the brisk slap of ball-sac against ass-cheek, the rough grunts that punctuated each thrust into super-heroine ass-hole and the muffled whimpers of the two super-heroines as their tight anuses were ravished.

"I can't stop cumming." Ms. Americana groaned to Flag Girl.

"Me too, Teri is cock-whipping my ass real good."

The thugs were listening to the two crime-fighters as they fucked their ass-holes, they now had their hands clamped around the super-heroines' waists as they hammered their cocks in and out, in and out, endlessly fucking the crime-fighters, gradually destroying their will to resist.

"Has yours cumm yet." Teri asked.

"Like a fucking train." Lester grunted.

Then the unexpected happened, at the same time Flag Girl and Ms. Americana were both claimed by a intense orgasm, they both came so hard that their bodies spasmed and they broke the tape holding their wrists to their knees. The thugs were surprised but rode the crime-fighters down to the bed, still pumping cock into the now prone super-heroines' ass-holes.

"I'm going to sperm Ms. Americana's ass-hole." Lester groaned.

"Same with fucking Flag Girl." Teri said.

The crime-fighters were totally at the slender mercy of the thugs as Teri and Lester spurted sperm deep into their ass-holes, it was degrading, disgusting and worst of all it was at the same time the finest thing they had ever experienced.

"These two are top little fucks."

"Pity we can't keep them."

Both Flag Girl and Ms. Americana lay on the bed unmoving, Teri and Lester rolled them onto their backs and jacked off over them, very soon the two thugs came and they both laughed as they blew cumm all over the super-heroines faces and chests. If the two fucked women expected gratitude for services rendered the crime-fighters were to be very disappointed.

"We're finished with you two now."

"You are going over the side."

"So this is how it ends," Ms. Americana thought.

The thugs dressed the two women, or at least they put on their gloves, boots and masks. Ropes were tied around Ms. Americana's ankles and fastened to a heavy concrete block, the crime-fighter's bikini bottoms were slid over her arm and then her arms were bound behind her back, Ms. Americana was blind-folded and as a final humiliation the super-heroine's brassiere was used as a gag, Flag Girl was outfitted in the same way.

"They look real pretty like that."

"Shame we can't keep them."

Ms. Americana and Flag Girl were aware of being bundled into the boat's small runabout, they heard the motor start up and felt themselves bouncing over a choppy swell, then the moment that the two crime-fighters had dreaded arrived.

"We're here."

"Over the side with the super-cunts."

Ms. Americana went over and felt the splash as she hit the water, she expected to feel the water close around her as she sank to her doom but to her surprise her body only fell for a moment before the crime-fighter was resting on sand, the water must only be a foot or so deep. The Champion of Virtue twisted around until she was on her knees, she found she could just clear the water and breathe.

The Champion of All Women could not see a thing and could not hear if Flag Girl was all right, she stood up and tried to think, maybe the thugs had been particularly callous and placed them on a sand cay at low tide, maybe when the tide turned she would slowly drown or be eaten by sharks, or even just die of thirst and exposure. The Princess of Power had no way to know where she was or in how much danger she was, she could not move as the block of concrete was far too heavy.

Hours later, she had no way of telling exactly how long, Ms. Americana felt the soft caress of the sun's first rays on her skin. She thought she heard splashing movements near her, it seemed to be getting closer, the super-heroine thought it must be sharks, then she heard voices.

"Take a look at that dude."

"Gorgeous pussy, all tied up and nowhere to go."

"I think it's Ms. Americana."

The Champion of Virtue felt hands on her breasts and then sensed someone was behind her, suddenly her blind-fold was removed and she saw she was only twenty yards from a beach, two tanned young men were next to her and as she looked further around she saw Flag Girl standing about twenty yards away from her.

"Thank you for saving us."

"If you untie us we will be very grateful."

Ms. Americana's feeling of elation was about to turn to one of despair, she thought these kind young men would untie the two super-heroines and they would be on their way back to the Wade mansion, but this dream was not be.

"If you want us to set you free."

"You have to let us fuck you."

Ms. Americana was incensed, how low could men sink to think that a super-heroine would trade her body to be free, she would rather perish than let these rough young men have their way with her body.

"It's cool with us either way."

"All we have to do is ring up the television stations."

"They will pay heaps for this."

The crime-fighter knew this was true, even though the media placed her on a pedestal they were only waiting for one slip, a good juicy super-heroine sex story would get top rating, a good juicy super-heroine sex story with nude pictures of Flag Girl and Ms. Americana would rate off the charts, the two crime-fighters were left with no choice in the matter of their own fate.

"I give you my word of honor." Ms. Americana pledged.

"If you free us."

"We'll let you fuck us."

"But no pictures."

The surfers smirked as they realized they had two of the city's prime crime-fighters to do their sexual bidding, they decided they might as well start availing themselves of the super-heroines favors right then and there.

"Kneel down both of you." the surfers said as they pulled their cocks out of their shorts.

"Give us some head, super-sluts."

Sorrowfully Ms. Americana and Flag Girl bent to their task, they kneeled and prepared to suck cock, their arms were still tied behind their backs so the surfers guided their cocks into the crime-fighters' mouths and grabbed them by the ears.

"First off, suck on the head of my cock."

"Now lick it from the base to the head."

"Suck my balls while you do it."

Ms. Americana bent to her task and did her best to satisfy the surfer, at least he was clean and looked after his body, his legs were muscular and his stomach was like a wash-board. Ms. Americana momentarily thought she could almost do this young man just for fun.

"You are pretty good at this." the surfer said.

"Best cock-sucker I've ever met."

The super-heroines blew the young men, then they were untied and led to the beach where they saw two old vans parked, Ms. Americana was guided to one van with her young surfer while she saw Flag Girl disappear into the other van. Pretty soon both vans were rocking as Ms. Americana and Flag Girl took surfer cock, the young men had both strength and stamina and the two crime-fighters ended up totally cock-whipped once again.

This time though the super-heroines' rapists kept their word, they gave Flag Girl and Ms. Americana a pair of shorts and a t-shirt each and asked them where they wanted to be dropped, Ms. Americana nominated a street around the corner from the Wade mansion and that was where the surfers left them.

"We made it Ms. Americana." Flag Girl said with relief.

"And I got the license plate as well."

Brenda's boat, on which the four thugs fucked them silly, was never found again, Ms. Americana thought they had sunk it and got to shore in the dinghy, the films of their amorous performances did come out and were an instant hit. Luckily for the crime-fighters everyone believed it was all staged as they would not accept that Ms. Americana and Flag Girl would do things like that.

Brenda had her security people trace the two surfers and had them brought to the mansion, after some trepidation the surfers realized they were there to finish what they had started and got naked and nasty with Brenda and her lovely ward.

A month and numerous sweaty couplings later, the virtuous twosome came down with a lingering bout of food poisoning, every morning they would retch and not be able to look at or think about food yet surprisingly they were both putting on weight around the middle.

Very soon after the surfers stopped calling each other dude and started calling each other dad.