Mating Season The Conclusion

When Will’s eyes opened again, he saw Diana and another woman standing over him.
“Where am I?” he mumbled slowly, his head still foggy from the gas Diana had administered on the jet.
“You’re on our home island, Will,” Diana said, Then the Amazon stepped back respectfully and the other woman of intense regal beauty stepped in Diana’s place. “Will, this is our ruler, Queen Tatiana!” Diana added.
The woman smiled at Will and her face exploded with loveliness. Will was startled by the transformation, noticing for the first time Tatiana’s full breasts. When he moved to sit up, Tatiana told him to stay on his back.
“You’ll need your rest,” the Amazon queen added.
“Our majesty is Daphne’s aunt,” Diana mentioned.
“My niece lost her parents in an earthquake 15 years ago and I raised her as my own child. I trained her to be brave and wise and a true member of our Sisterhood.”
“She’s all those things.” Will said, not sure where the conversation was going. “Am I here to be married?”
“Yes, Daphne has chosen you as her mate,” Queen Tatiana responded. “You’re a better physical specimen than Diana’s new husband, but he appears to be more…”
“Intelligent,” supplied Diana.
“Yes, thank you!” Tatiana nodded approvingly at Diana and then looked back to the man in the bed. “Yes, Will, you seem like an oaf.”
“I do not!”
“Diana, you can go back to John, but please tell Daphne the ceremony will be tomorrow. She should be ready,” Tatiana ordered. Diana bowed her head and left the room.
Tatiana smiled at Will again and sat beside him on the bed, beginning to undo her top. “Only a woman can rule Amazon Island, so the queen never marries.”
“Okay…” Wills aid, watching as more and more of Tatiana’s upper body appeared and her clothes collected on the bedroom floor. “So to compensate, the queen gets to spend one night with each man brought to the island before they are married.”
Will watched Tatiana pull back the blanket that had covered him and then slowly remove his shorts. “I like this arrangement, Will!”

Will kissed Tatiana, gently taking the Amazon queen in his arms. Tatiana let out a gentle sigh and awoke. The two had made love until Will passed out in exhaustion at four in the morning.
“Good morning your majesty!” Will whispered.
“Good morning to you, too!” Tatiana replied, sitting up. “Daphne will be happy to discover you are an outstanding lover.”
“She knows that already,” Will said, blankly.
Tatiana froze in the action of putting on her morning dress. “What?!”
“Yeah, didn’t she tell you?” Will turned to Tatiana, smiling knowingly. “We hit the sack right after I knocked her out in a boxing match.”
“She let herself be taken…after she was defeated…by an oaf?!”
“No, after she was defeated in a fair fight,” insisted Will. "And when she came around, Daphne didn't need much persuading to get undressed."
Tatiana wanted to punch Will out after his last comment, but steadied herself. Daphne was not the first Amazon sent into the world of men to find a husband and return with an insensitive imbecile. Still, she had raised her neice not to be a woman who falls for the guy who lays her out in combat!
"Will, thank you for the information, I'll have to have a talk with Daphne,' Tatiana said. "In the meantime, we need to get you ready."
"What do I have to do?" Will asked, his lips still cradling a smirk.
"Not much." Tatiana pointed a small aerosal can at Will and pressed down on the nosle. Will really liked the smell, it was sweet and then a piano crashed on him. With a sigh, he fell face down on the bed.

"Hey, Will, wake up!"
The darkness slowly cleared from Will's eyes and he saw John and Diana standing over him. "How you feeling?" John asked him.
"Now what's going on?" Will asked, sitting up in his chair. He was seated in a large wooden chair in an open green field. Most of Amazon Island's population had gathered for the nuptials, with Daphne dressed in a white summer dress and Queen Tatiana right next to her. The Amazon girl smiled joyfully at Will.
"Come on Will, this is your big moment!" Diana said, helping John get Will to his feet. "It'll be over quickly!"
"Fellow Sisters of Amazon Island, we are gathered for the marriage of my neice Daphne to her chosen mate in keeping with our rituals for a thousand years!" Tatiana told the crowd. As the Queen continued with the ceremony, Will looked over his bride and had to admit Daphne wasn't only beatiful, but a sweet girl. At least she's not going to be trouble and kids aren't so bad, he decided. This won't be so painful, Will thought, looking around at all the other goregeous women gathered for the ceremony.
Tatiana brought the couple together. "By the power invested in me by our ancestral goddesses, Venus and Demeter, I pronounce you, Daphne and Will, wife and mate!"
Applause and cheering went up from the crowd and John and Diana congratulated Will.
"You may kiss the bride!" Tatiana declared.
Will and Daphne looked at each other for the first time since she had gased him in the boxing ring. "Will, do you love me?"
Will thought for a moment and said honestly. "Yes, I think I do."
The two embraced in a long affectionate kiss, which prompted another cheer from the audience.
"Daphne, you may knock out your groom!" Tatiana said aloud.
Will glared in surpise at Daphne, whose right fist was already pulled back behind her ear. "You know, Will, I think I can do it this time!"
"Daphne hold up..."
BAM!!!
The punch knocked Will out on his feet instantly. He swayed listlessly and tipped foward. Daphne caught him over her shoulder and carried her new husband to her personal chambers. The guests, including Tatiana, cheered her victory.

Mating Season Part 1

The gas filled Will’s nostrils and lungs, making the boxing ring tilt and spin. He felt himself swerve sideways and his vision dim, barely seeing Daphne’s aerosol can extended at him, a jet of pink gas engulfing his face.
Then the world went out from under him and Will was on the canvas, flat on his stomach, boxing gloved hands at his side. Glimpsing Daphne’s bare feet, he smiled and went completely to sleep.
“You got him,” said Diana, walking across the ring to her friend. “You could have just punched him out.”
“No,” Daphne admitted. “I don’t think I could have. Grab his arms.”
The Amazons had begun their yearly mating season a month earlier. Daphne and Diana were one of ten pairs of girls in their mid 20s dispatched from Amazon Island to the world of men. Their object was to bring home permanent mates.
The hunt had gone smoothly for Diana, a tall, strongly built warrioress descended from the African branch of the Amazon sisterhood. The mating ritual required an Amazon to defeat her potential husband in single combat, so the pair joined a boxing club in one of the large cities of the men.
John and Diana fell for each other at first sight. John wasn’t the perfect specimen Diana had been instructed to find; a little thin and by two inches the shortest guy in the gym. But Diana thought he was handsome and found his company stimulating. When Diana offered to box him, John was thrilled because he knew he didn’t stand a chance.
Diana tagged him a few times at the start of round one. Then the Amazon smiled seductively and slammed three rapid upper cuts to John’s chin and jaw, each blow followed by a flash of lighting in John’s skull. The he simply relaxed, savoring the sensation of tumbling backward into sleep.
“He should have known that would happen,” Daphne remarked to Will as they leaned against the ropes, watching John slumber through the count.
“That’s the happiest I’ve ever seen John in the time I’ve known him,” Will answered. “I think he’s in love!”
“He better be,” added Daphne. “Because Diana sure is!”
At “ten!” Diana scooped up the unconscious male in her arms and carried him to her dressing room.
“Ready to give it another try tomorrow?” Will playfully nudged Daphne’s ass and the statuesque blonde shoved back. “You can be sure!”
Daphne had fallen in love with her chosen mate as fast as Diana had went for John. But challenging Will to a boxing match was a mistake. Throughout her childhood, Daphne had heard of the epic battles ancestors like Penthesilea and Hippolyta had waged against male aggressors. The Amazons now took permanent male companions, but the old stories lived in their subconscious and Daphne looked forward to her own confrontation with the mythic beast.
Will only fought women and almost always knocked his competition out cold. If he flattened the right girl, they would end up sleeping together. Looking over Daphne’s superb thighs as she stood in her corner, ready to fight, Will decided she was one of the right girls.
At the bell, Will threw himself at Daphne. She deflected every punch and tracked Will’s movements, waiting for his defenses to fail for just a moment. Daphne loved being pursued by Will, his arms reaching to embrace her in a barrage of punches. Combat with her sisters on Amazon Island had never been this pleasurable, Daphne thought and her smile brightened every time her gloves smacked Will’s body.
As their violent tango continued, Daphne hardly noticed Will was darting left to right, drawing closer to his opponent, backing her to the ropes.
A sharp left-right to her head took Daphne off her feet and propelled her into the ropes. Will stepped in and repeated the left-right assault, this time punishing Daphne’s stomach. She bowed forward in agony, shocked eyes wide. Will’s right hook collided with Daphne’s jaw, spinning her vision.
The brutal left uppercut that bashed the button of Daphne’s chin put her in a daze. Will danced backward, grinning wolfishly, as he made room for the groggy, staggering Amazon. Will measured his next punch carefully and launched.
“Ooooffff!!!” Daphne moaned, the gut shot freezing her in mid step. Pain raced from her mid section, clutching her entire body. Will landed a pair of left-right combos that turned out the lights in Daphne’s head.
The Amazon’s body lagged behind her brain. Daphne stumbled toward Will again, arms spasming wildly, eyes glassy as she fell into darkness.
Diana and Will’s voices bubbled up in the blackness and Daphne smiled when she saw them speaking to her. She blinked her eyes into focus and settled back on the stool against the turnbuckle.
“Diana?....the lights…is it Saturnalia….uhm?” Daphne asked slowly. “Will, why aren't we fighting?”
Will suppressed a chuckle. “I knocked you out. The fight is over.”
“Already?” Daphne asked, happily confused.
“Yes.” Will said.
“Wow! Can you take me to my apartment, Will?”


Dreams of love making with Daphne still glimmered in Will’s head when he woke.
Looking around, he saw he was in the cabin of a jet. He started to leap up when a voice, soothing and feminine, called his name. Diana was seated at the bed.
“Diana? Where the hell am I?”
“You’re on a jet, will, you’re going to my home island,” Diana smiled at the boxer and pressed him back to the bed. “Daphne has chosen you as her mate.”
“Home island? Daphne’s mate?”
The perplexity in Will’s voice sounded like pain.
“Have you heard of the Amazons, the mythical female warriors?”
Diana removed a small green cylinder and face mask from under the bed.
“Yes.” Will stammered.
“Daphne and I are members of that race. We came to your city to select mates. I chose John and Daphne picked you. We’re transporting you home.”
“You’re kidnapping me?!”
“We don’t like that word, Will. And yes,” Diana explained. “But you’ll be happy with Daphne, she’s in love with you!”
Diana quickly connected rubber tubing to a valve on the cylinder and then the face mask to the other end. A sharp hiss followed when she turned the release on the small tank.
“But I don’t want to be anyone’s mate!”
“John loved the idea,” said Diana. “We’re to be married when we arrive.”
“John likes women to dominate him, I don’t!” Will asserted.
“This makes you perfect for Daphne!” With her left arm, Diana firmly pinned Will to the bed. “Breath normally Will. This is a precaution, we don’t want people to know where the island is. Just relax, John did.”
Skillfully, Diana covered Will’s mouth and nose with the gas mask.
“Relax?!...I can…mumppphhh….umphhh….”
Heaviness filled Will’s body. Diana’s affectionate words became murky and then silence. He felt a gentle caress on his cheek and sleep consumed him whole.

Adrienne

Adrienne took up boxing to lose weight. Marc, her friend and co-worker, was surprised when she asked about his gym. Marc had been boxing there for a few years.
Marc didn’t think his friend was aggressive enough for the ring. Adrienne could very shy, smiling defensively among strangers. Socially she was jovial and enjoyed eating and drinking especially. Marc assumed Adrienne would do what so many heavy-set girls did as they approached thirty: got heavier.
But Adrienne’s plumpness rapidly vanished once she started training. A craving to punch whoever she faced in the ring burst from the girl, threatening to consume her opponent and whoever stood by the ropes, as Marc often did. Watching Adrienne’s eyes, March saw that she was a rare beginner for whom training was not a demanding chore, but an intense form of play.

The pair began sparring at Marc’s suggestion. Watching Adrienne’s legs propel her around the ring as she pummeled other female boxers made Marc curious about Adrienne’s body.
“Should we? Are you sure?” Adrienne asked. The anticipation in Adrienne’s request triggered excitement in Marc. “I might hurt a big guy like you!”
“You?” Marc answered facetiously.
“Yeah, me!” Adrienne almost laughed. “I love fighting!”
“Sparring, Adrienne, we’ll only be sparring. I’ll be safe.”

Marc’s final two punches slammed Adrienne on both sides of her chin, bouncing her head backwards. Stars and lights flew everywhere in her skull, melting onto the shattered vision of the boxing ring. Whiteness flared in Adrienne’s brain as she fumbled on her heels, arms swinging limply and knees buckling. Blackness embraced Adrienne’s body like a passionate lover and she succumbed to its caresses serenely.
Electric pleasure surged through Marc’s lions as he followed Adrienne, her eyes already shut, as she collapsed against the ropes. The impact rattled the turnbuckles and Adrienne slipped down until her ass touched the canvas and she slumped against the ropes.
Her legs stretched out with limp feet pointed away from each other. Adrienne’s fists rested on her thighs and crotch, a fleeting smile of contentment her face, which came to rest, falling on her right shoulder.
Adrienne was knocked out cold.
Her seconds swarmed into the ring, ignoring the ref’s count and Marc who stood over the defeated girl. Unthinkingly, Marc pulled off his gloves and watched intensely as Adrienne melon-like tits peacefully rose and fell, nipples erect under the fabric of her sports bra. Marc stepped toward the unconscious girl, wanting to fondle her when he stumbled into the ref who was helping revive Adrienne.
“Marc, Holy Christ, she’s out like a light!” the ref scolded. “What were you thinking?”
Marc’s tongue spat a cascade of unrelated words. The confusion lifted from his brain and Marc finally understood what he had done.
“God!...Is Adrienne okay?” he asked.
“Let’s hope!” replied Cathy, Adrienne’s training partner. “Isn’t she your friend?”
“Yeah!”
The ref waved smelling salts by Adrienne’s nose. A moan followed a fidgety jerk of her head as darkness drained from Adrienne’s eyes. A fuzzy humming filled her body as consciousness poured into her brain. Adrienne scanned the ring in total perplexity.
“…where was I…Cath? Marc?”
“Okay Adrienne, sit still,” the ref urged her. “Marc knocked you out!”
Deeper bafflement showed on the girl fighter’s face. “He did?”
“I’m sorry Adrienne, I don’t know…I got carried off…”
“Oh…” Adrienne appeared to concentrate momentarily and then suddenly grinned to herself.
Cathy and the ref knelt beside Adrienne and hooked her still limp arms around their shoulders. In one seamless effort, they lifted their friend to her feet and transported her to the women’s locker room. A look of calm was on Adrienne’s face, like a problem had just been solved.

Adrienne straddled Marc, who lay in exhausted sleep before her. The sides of her bare bent knees barely touched Marc’s rib cage that faintly registered his breathing. Leaning forward to look at her lover’s passive face, Adrienne felt for the first time in hours the throbbing purple bruise beneath her right eye. As her palms grazed Marc’s chest, Adrienne fell in love.
Until that day, Adrienne had never considered Marc sexually. But when she woke from the knockout, Marc was transformed. Marc moved, to Adrienne’s newly awakened eyes, like a male beast that had claimed his mate. Her senses completely reassembled in the locker room, Adrienne knew she had to possess that strength.
Resting at home after the fight, Adrienne could only think of how the left-right combination that ended the match felt. The more she mentally replayed the moment, the massive walls of leather hammering her, the more excited Adrienne became. She finally called Marc and asked if she could come over to his townhouse.
Adrienne moved slowly around the living room, exploring its contents as she told Marc how exhilarating her first match was.
“It felt great to hit you Marc, I can’t get over it!” exclaimed Adrienne. Staring at the purple smudge beneath Adrienne’s eye, Marc wondered if Adrienne was drunk or if he had hit her too hard.
“I want to fight again!!” Adrienne added at an excited pitch. “Soon, real soon!”
Marc was on his feet and they kissed.

When Andrea showed up at the gym one day, Marc got worried. The cute, full-chested boxedora had been Adrienne’s room mate a few years before. The friendship went very sour when Andrea missed four months of rent and damaged part of her bedroom. Adrienne had been left to cover the bill.
At the same time, Marc had an affair with Andrea, which he intentionally concealed from Adrienne. Andrea was a powerful fuck, but she couldn’t confine herself to one man, which annoyed Marc, even in a cheap fling. Watching Andrea prowl around the boxing ring renewed his fascination with her black hair and long, strong legs. Marc also knew the former roommates would meet again and likely work out their differences with their fists. Marc hoped Andrea would keep her mouth shut about their time together.
When the meeting came a few weeks later, the two women barely spoke. Marc thought, briefly, the pair would hate each other in silence. Quickly, Andrea found out who her old roommate was now living with and publically challenged Adrienne.
“Don’t worry,” Andrea assured Marc right after Adrienne accepted Andrea’s challenge. “I won’t tell her about the thing we had. You can trust me.”
“I don’t,” he answered blankly.
“You know I’m going to flatten her, that’s what I really want!”
“Why?”
“Because I cheated her and left her to pay my debts,” Andrea said, serenely. “Now I’m going to clean her clock!”
Andrea grinned when she said “clean her clock” and her discretely pointed canines flashed, flaring lust in Marc. “I’m going to beat up Adrienne because it will be fun. Is it true how you two hooked up?”
“No…”
“Somebody told me you knocked Adrienne out cold.” Andrea suggested. “That night you two were screwing!”
Marc hadn’t told anyone that fact.
“A victorious woman always brags, Marc!” Andrea added after a moment of silence. “I’ll knock her out for you again. That sounds great, doesn’t it?” Andrea’s canines gleamed a second time.
“Sure,” Marc replied, certain of his answer.

“Keep clear of the cow until you’re ready to unload on her!” Cathy said as finished tying Adrienne’s boxing gloves. Marc rubbed his girlfriend’s bare shoulders and neck. “Stay loose Adrienne and keep moving. Andrea’s a little heavier than you, so there will be a little drag on her.”
“That fat ass of hers!” Adrienne sneered with a laugh. “I should have done this awhile back!”
Marc kissed Adrienne behind her ear and an excited shiver ripped through the girl. “I love you, honey!”
Adrienne nodded positively as the bell rang, cutting off her verbal reply.
Andrea moved out, only raising her arms as she got close to Adrienne. “Ready?” Andrea asked calmly.
“Yes!” Adrienne responded.
Both girls suddenly spun in a circle way from each other. Adrienne pivoted on her feet and reversed herself, slamming her right into Andrea’s jaw. Her left followed rapidly, bashing the other side of Andrea’s face, rattling her brains. Andrea ordered herself backwards, despite the jolt of pain searing her skull and shot her fists up defensively. Andrea blocked most of Adrienne’s blows, landing a few punches in return.
Adrienne only flinched at first from Andrea’s body shots. Dancing away from the stinging jabs, Adrienne felt pleasure pulse through her arms and legs. She laughed to herself every time one of Andrea’s punches missed its mark.
“When!? When?!” Marc muttered to himself as he yelled advice to his lover. He watched both fighters’ tight legs and rumps, recalling how it felt to have both women naked in his arms. Adrienne was better as a lover; her orgasms still leveled Marc as his punch had leveled her.
“When!?” he demanded.
Coming out for the second round, Adrienne felt giddy to hit Andrea. The two fighters circled each other: Adrienne taking every opportunity to strike, while Andrea, eyes intent, watched Adrienne predatorily.
Shifting backward, Andrea dodged a left-right combination and pounded a left at Adrienne’s belly. Satisfaction filled Andrea as her opponent doubled over, exposing her face.
SOCK!!
Andrea slugged Adrienne on the jaw, landing her on the canvas. Adrienne’s senses were jumbled from the blow.
“Damn, is she out?” Marc gasped, shaking the ropes in anticipation. “Get up Adrienne!” Cathy shouted.
The downed boxer shook her head and searched the ring. A smirking Andrea was standing in a neutral corner, glaring at her former roommate as Adrienne hauled herself to her feet.
Andrea moved in , slugging Adrienne twice in the gut. The girl winced in pain and Andrea didn’t hesitate to deliver an upper cut.
WAP!!
Adrienne tumbled into the ropes and Andrea closed in. Fists raised at eye level to the dazed beginner, Andrea fired off a series of left-right combos to Adrienne’s face, rocking her head violently. Adrienne’s body twisted from the punches, flapping her arms in the air.
“No! No!” Cathy and March screamed together, his voice louder than hers.
Andrea clobbered Adrienne two more times and stepped back. Adrienne sagged against the ropes, arms reaching blindly, a dazed, confused smile creeping across her face. Andrea stepped in again and hammered Adrienne’s chin.
The ropes stretched back and then contracted. Adrienne, out on her feet, wobbled forward, arms and legs and head jerking in multiple directions. Then her entire being felt calm and Adrienne was enveloped in soothing velvety blackness. Her upper torso spun as she fell to the canvas, landing on her back.
Andrea was laughing out loud as the ref slowly began to count. “The bitch is out!” she yelled at the cry of “Five!” Seeing Adrienne’s eyes barely open, Andrea knelt at her opponent’s ear.
“Adrienne, I fucked Marc long and hard!” Andrea sneered.
The words went down the same blackness that swallowed Adrienne and joined the collidascope of images and sensations she would barely remember when she woke five minutes later in Marc’s arms.

Justice Force - Part Seven

Dave woke the next morning with only the memory of getting knocked out by Gwen and then fucking her stupid that night. When he reached Justice Force HQ, he found Jade Dragon and Super Donna working out in the gym.
"Hey stranger, get lost last night?" Donna asked.
Dave only gave a sly smile in response. "Donna, I want to box you, right now!"
There was a tone in Dave's voice and a reckless glimmer in the curl of his lips that held both women speechless for a moment. "No," Donna finally answered. "I'd knock you out like I did before. You know better!"
"Afraid to fight a man, Donna?"
Donna shot a sudden glare at Dave, not sure if she heard him correctly. She walked up to him carefully, looking the young man up and down, like she was meeting him for the first time. "Get you gloves on Dave," she said slowly. "You'll ref, right Jade?"
Jade broke away from staring at Dave. "Yeah..sure..."
"Thank you! Obviously Dave didn't learn the first time!" Donna intoned.
Dave's eyes met Super Donna's. "We've never had a first time, Donna. And the girls have taught me a lot since then!"
Super Donna playfully nudged him backward. "We'll see all you've learned when Jade and I lift you off the mats!"
Both fighters were on the mats within five minutes. Jade Dragon couldn't take her eyes off Dave, particularly his midsection. She saw Super Donna scanning the same part of Dave's anatomy with approval and whispered in her ear.
"Don't spend the fight looking at his cock or he'll knock you out for certain," Jade Dragon advised.
Super Donna looked at Jade knowingly. Not even in the thick of fight had Donna's eyes blazed this wildly. "First i'm going to cream Dave and then he's going to cream me!"
Jade stood between the two fighters. "Ready?" she asked. "Fight!"
Super Donna raced at Dave, cocking her right fist back.
POW!!!!
The red glove connected expertly on Dave's chin, halting him in his tracks and springing his head back. Smilling manically, Super Donna stepped aside as the young man, swaying on his feet from the blow, let his eyes close. All the air escaped his lungs and flopped on the mats, out cold.
"Donna, you sucker punched Dave!" Jade Dragon blurted.
"You bet!"
"How did it feel?"
"Great!" Super Donna hauled the lifeless male over her right shoulder and carried him effortlessly back to her sleeping quarters. She woke Dave with a few well placed, gentle slaps. Super Donna undressed as he came around.

The next night Dave made a suggestion to Atomic Girl. Normally, she would not object to having more than one person in her bed at a time, but they had to be male. Then Dave smiled and Atomic Girl just melted. Then dave went to Jade Dragon and Power Princess, who needed no persuading at all.
"Hey, Donna honey, wake up, we need to talk," Dave whispered to the woman he loved. Donna opened her eyes slowly, residual sleep from her nap still weighed down her eyelids. Dave and Donna had spent all night and most that day making love until Donna fell asleep, exhausted, in Dave's arms. Yet Dave still had plenty of energy, which baffled him when he thought about it.
"What is it, sweatheart?" she asked. "Oh..hi girls."
"Hi, Donna," Atomic Girl laughed. "Had a good night?"
The other two girls simply giggled among themselves.
"I've got a really great idea!" Dave said. "It might seem crazy, but I think we're up for it. I know I am!"
Super Donna was confused. "What?"
"A four way," explained Dave. "Tonight I service Justice Force together!"
Donna's face twisted in hurt perplexity. "Have you lost your mind? You just spent the last 20 hours telling me how much you love me."
Dave smiled. "And I do!"
Supper Donna surveyed the bed. "Okay, I think there's room for all!"
That night Dave drown in female flesh. One after another he made passionate love to Atomic Girl, Power Princess and Jade Dragon. Always he returned to Donna, more in love with her and her body with every passing hour. Jade Dragon and Power Princess went under first, sprawled on the bed like defeated prize fighters slumbering through the ten count. Atomic Girl soon followed, inventing new forms of praise for Dave and his penis.
The rising sun found Dave and Super Donna in the throes of the final bout of love making.
"Harder..nex time..." she gasped into Dave's bare chest. "...hard...er..."
Dave put his arms around the woman he loved and they both fell into peacefull sleep.

The whistle of the alarm system jolted Atomic Girl awake. Stumbling groggily, Atomic Girl took two minutes to reach the computer screen that informed her of a robbery in progress at First National Bank of the Nation.
"Oh crap!" she sighed and ambled clumsily back to Super Donna's bedroom.
"Come on Power Princess, wake up!" said Atomic Girl, nudging the second youngest member of Justice Force.
The black crime fighter hardly opened her eyes. "Hey Rita, I don't go that way..."
"No, Jackie, we have a robbery in progress!"
"That's just great!" Power Princess groaned, kicking Jade Dragon under the bed. "We've been called to action!"
"Go away!" Jade Dragon said, rolling off the bed.

Eventually Justice Force got dressed and boarded Justice Force One jet which landed them minutes later downtown. Police had surronded the bank which was occupied by The Sisterhood of Evil. Crowds of civilians and reporters pressed to see the arrival of Justice Force.
"They're here, Sylvia!" Lynx called out to her boss.
"Finally! Dave must have ploughed them pretty good," Sylvia replied. "All right ladies, let's clobber some girl scouts!"
Cameras from every media outlet followed The Sisterhood as they struted down the bank steps to confront the sleepy Justice Force.
"All right Sylvia, we have you surronded!" Super Donna yelled. "You going to give up?"
"No." Sylvia answered blankly. A reporter and cameraman from an international new network ran up to the female adversaries. Sylvia waited a moment for effect and slugged Supper Donna on the chin. The image of Super Donna's eyes crossing and mouth falling slack was broadcast worldwide.
"Did..nt...c...that...coming..." Donna fell foward to the ground, ass hiked up in the air and her goofily grinning face pressed against the lawn.
Screaming, Dave lead as Justice Force collided instantly with The Sisterhood of Evil.
Gwen ducked out two of Red Dragon's punches and kicked the raven haired crime fighter directly on the jaw.
"Just like old times, sweetie!" Gwen yelled and slugged Jade Dragon in the stomach. As her victim doubled over in agony, Gwen launched a flying kick that caught Jade Dragon low on the jaw. Stars exploded everywhere and Jade Dragon felt the world spin counter clockwise as darkness consumed her.
"Sleep tight, bitch!" snorted Gwen, kicking the unconcious Jade Dragon in the ribs.
Lynx and Puma clothes lined Power princes easily. Grabbing the black girl by her hair, they worked her over for five minutes as viewers watched. When they finished, the evil twin sisters let the beaten superherione slump to the ground.
Sylvia confronted Dave and Atomic Girl. "Come on you two!" she taunted. Just as they both leapt at her, Pheramoan landed a chop to both their necks. Atomic Girl and Dave staggered and went out for the count.
Sylvia, her opponents quickly dispatched, pulled a camera down to the unconscious Super Donna.
"Take a good look, Metropolis! These are your protectors! A collection of useless clothes horses!" She threw Super Donna back to the ground. "The time of Justice Force is gone! The day of The Sisterhood of Evil has dawned! We own the city!!!"

Justice Force - Part 6

The blonde looked over the instructor’s list. Quickly locating the 12:30 beginner’s class boxing trainer Shan, the blonde picked up her gym bag and walked to the women faculty locker room.

The blonde’s timing was perfect, Shan and her were alone. Figuring she had five minutes before the lesson began; the blonde strode casually to the locker next to Shan and began removing her gear from the bag.

“Hey! Are you new here?” Shan asked. The blonde looked at the boxing instructor and smiled slyly. “Yes, I just started to day.”

“Great, what are you going to be teaching?” Shan asked. The blonde said nothing for a moment, looking over the woman next to her, full-chested, athletic and a blonde like herself.

“Boxing,” the blonde answered at last. “I have my first lesson in five minutes.”

“There must have been a mischedule, I have a lesson in a few minutes.”
“No, you don’t…” the blonde replied with certainty, retrieving a small cell phone from her gym bag.

“I do…I…”

The blonde leveled the cell phone in Shan’s face and pressed the “Send” button. A light pink gas filled Shan's lungs. The instructor gagged for a second. Then she felt high and very drowsy and the sensation of dreaminess surged through her. Shan’s eyes fluttered and she stumbled a few paces, pressing her hand to her forehead as locker room spun into darkness. Shan collapsed effortlessly into the blonde’s arms and into a dream about the man she was with the night before.

As she carried the sleeping Shan to a large storage room, the blonde marveled at how much easier her life was since joining The Sisterhood of Evil. In the past, if she had wanted to knock someone out, she would have to use a sap, which could be dangerous or slug them, and risk breaking a nail. But Sylvia had provided her with advanced technology that made subduing victims so much simpler. As she gently placed the unconscious Shan on the floor and secured her wrists and feet, the blonde speculated if Sylvia had gone bad after graduating the Justice League Academy with Super Donna and Atomic Girl or was just pretended to be interested in crime fighting so she could use the JLA’s techniques and technology to further her own criminal career.

“Okay Miss Shan, enjoy your three hours of sleep,” the blonde said, placing a kiss on Shan’s ruby lips and gently patting her cheeks. “I’ve got you class covered.”


“Hey there handsome, you’re my noon student?” the blonde asked. She was now wearing a white bikini and red boxing gloves. Dave stared awestruck at the woman walking toward him in the ring. “You bet...what’s your name?”

“Gwen... oh, you have a bruise on you jaw. Did you try to fight without knowing how?”

A twinge of embarrassment went through Dave. Two weeks had flown by since Justice Force had its latest encounter with The Sisterhood of Evil and Donna was now more determined than ever to bring in that gang. The platinum they escaped with was worth more than $10 million on the black market, more than enough funding to execute even larger heists. Dave had woken first from the knockout gas Sylvia used on Justice Force and so had spared Donna from finding him face down on her bare chest. But he had enjoyed the experience.

“That’s kind of why I’m here,” Dave explained. “My new boss said I needed to learn how to fight.”

“Oh really? We better get started then!”

Gwen gave Dave a quick run through of boxing stances and different punches and how to block an oncoming punch. All the while she kept as physically close to him as she could, looking him in the eyes coyly as they sparred.

“I think you like this, Dave!” Gwen chirped as she threw playful punches at her student. “Ever fought a woman before, Dave?”

“Yeah, sure, twice.”

“Did you like it?” Gwen asked, her punches suddenly becoming sharper and faster. Dave looked at her bright smile and piercing brown eyes. “I got knocked cold twice!”

“That’s what happens when a guy like you boxes a woman,” Gwen explained. “You’re like a human punching bag! Did you like being a human punching bag, Dave?!”

Dave’s excitement welled up inside him. Gwen’s eyes narrowed and she crowded her opponent against the ropes, rubbing up against him. “Yeah…” Dave gasped.

“I like boys like you!” Gwen ejaculated joyfully.

Dave tilted his head forward, his lips pursed slightly, to kiss Gwen. God, he’s too perfect!! Gwen thought.

BAP!!!

An explosion rattled Dave’s head, followed by a massive fireworks display. He watched Gwen step back from him as the boxing ring hazily jerked and rumbled up and down. Dave wondered why that was and then he saw Gwen’s thighs falling past him. There was a loud thud in the darkness that flooded Dave’s brain and then he was out cold.

“Cute but dumb,” Gwen commented. She gave the unconscious male a mocking ten count and carried him out of the ring.


Dave woke on a bed in a small townhouse near the gym. Gwen was standing over him, looking down with a combination of maternal care and venal lust. “Sorry honey, looks like I knocked you out! Did you dream?”

Gwen sat on the bed and kissed Dave. Suddenly the excitement charged through his body. Reaching around her back, Dave unhooked her bikini top and removed the bottom. Gwen pulled off his shorts and the two made love.

By late afternoon, Dave was in love with Gwen or at least that was what the intense gratification rippling through his body felt like. Gwen’s body was leaner than he was used to with Atomic Girl and the other members of Justice Force, but she matched them in stamina. By the time she let up, Dave was exhausted and begging for a breather.

“Sure Dave, I’ve got something for you anyway,” Gwen said as she got off the bed, pulled on a top and a pair of shorts and went into the living room. Dave heard the front door open, a few whispers and then Sylvia appeared in the door way.

“You!?” he blurted.

“Yes, Dave, me!” Sylvia walked toward Dave with a calm sultriness. Gwen darted in after her and seized Dave’s wrists and secured them behind his back. “Very good Gwen, you’ve performed excellently!”

Dave looked at Gwen surprised and began to struggle out her grasp.

“And if it hasn’t occurred to your addled male brain, this is a trap!”

“What do you want Sylvia!?” Dave demanded.

Sylvia removed a cigarette holder from her pocket and took out one cigarette. “Your total cooperation, Dave!”

Igniting the cigarette, Sylvia took a long drag and blew smoke in Dave’s face. At first he gagged but then his entire being just relaxed. His glassy eyes focused on Sylvia’s considerable cleavage and he sighed.

“Good boy, Dave, you just keep your eyes on my tits and answer all my questions. Okay?”

“Ohhh…kay…”

“Dave are you servicing all the girls in Justice Force?” Sylvia asked.

Dave let out a happy laugh. “Atomic Girl, Power Princess and Jade Dragon!”

“But no Super Donna?”

“No…” Dave’s answer had a tone of real disappointment.

“Of course! Donna, still gun shy after Jack broke her heart!” Sylvia thoroughly enjoyed the last sentence. She had seduced crime fighter Black Jack Dugan from Super Donna as part of an effort to destroy her nemesis. The plan only worked partially: Donna was heartbroken, but the emotional trauma drove her to redouble her crime fighting efforts. After being dumped by Sylvia a few months later when he was no longer needed, Jack Dugan quit crime fighting in disappointment and entered politics. He is currently serving his third term as mayor of Grover’s Mills, New Hampshire.

“We have to change that, don’t we Dave?”

“Yeah!”

Gwen released Dave’s limp arms and took a small first aid kit from under her bed.

“Two cc’s will be more than enough, Gwen!” Sylvia ordered.

Gwen filled a syringe to the right level and swabbed Dave’s bare arm with alcohol.

“This is an, well, energy booster for you, Dave. It’s time released to help you do an even better job with the Justice Force girls than you’re doing now.” Sylvia explained.

Gwen jabbed in the needle.

“Now, in two days you are going to seduce Super Donna, don’t worry, in her condition it won’t be hard, okay Dave?”

“Ohhh….yeah…”

“The day after that you will fuck every member of Justice Force in one night.” went on Sylvia. “I mean all four satisfied beyond anything they’ve ever known. This serum will help you accomplish that. Do you understand me, Dave?”

“Yeeesss…”

“Excellent! And all you are going to remember of this is your lesson with Gwen and then making love to her. You’ll have no memory of seeing me.”

“Yes, Sylvia….”

Sylvia relit her cigarette and gave Dave a face full of sleepy smoke. For a few seconds, Dave wanted so badly to fuck Sylvia and then he flopped back on the bed sound asleep.

“Phase one complete,” Sylvia declared

Justice Force - Part 5

For the next two months, all the members of Justice Force were content. Crime in the city had hit a lull, so Dave got to spend more time with Justice Force. He alternated days with Jade Dragon and Power Princess and also, Atomic Girl, whenever she wanted sex, which was very often. But he and Super Donna, the woman he loved, had still not connected. They talked and she oversaw his training after she decided Dave could be the first male member of Justice Force. But she resisted his attempts at deeper intimacy, the loss of Jack Dugan still kept her from trusting another man enough to respond to Dave's affection.

Then one afternoon, Justice Force received an alert: silent alarms had gone off at the Platinum Works storage facility. With Super Donna in the lead, Justice Force raced to the warehouse which held a large supply of platinum, gold and other priceless industrial metals. Super Donna was far from surprised when Justice Force found The Sisterhood of Evil gang, lead by Sylvia, Super Donna's former classmate at the Justice Leagure Academy and now arch enemy.

"I was wondering when I would see you again!" Donna said to Sylvia, who, with the other members of the Sisterhood, were stacking heisted paltinum for transport. Sylvia looked up with annoyance at her rival. "Donna, aren't there some J-walkers for you to apprehend!"
Sylvia, a tall, full chested and atheletic, caught Dave's eye. "What's this Donna, letting the boys join in now? Losing Jack must finnaly have gotten to you!"

"Are you going to surrender, Sylvia or do we have to take your gang in by force?" shouted Donna. Sylvia snorted a laugh as the rest of the Sisterhood of Evil joined thier leader. "Come on Donna, we have some scores to settle! I'll take you apart myself!""
Dave leapt forward, shoving past the other members of Justice Force, confronting Sylvia. "If you want to harm Donna, you're going to have to get through me first!"
At first Sylvia was surprised and baffled by the young man's impulsive action and then she grinned comprehendingly. "Pheramoan, please seperate this young man from his senses!"
Dave turned to fight the lovely blonde in the tight silver body suit that walked toward him. Then he caught a hint of arousal...summer...sex..Dave's being, suddenly excited, couldn't tell what was going on. Dave felt fascinated lust wash through his body and he embraced Pheramoan, a massive woody stretching the front of his jeans. The blonde enfolded him in a kiss and Dave felt her breasts, two handfulls of fleshy delight, surrender to his touch, and was massively aroused.
"Good night, lover boy!" Pheramoan whispered slowly in Dave's ear, nibbling slyly at the lobe.
BAP!!!
Pheramoan's hard right fist impacted directly on Dave's chin. There was laughter as he orgasmed, falling effortlessly to the ground.

When he woke, minutes later, Dave saw Jade Dragon sprawled on the ground next to him. Arms outstreched and legs in a "V," Jade was out, her pretty face serene in unconsciousness, had lolled toward Dave. Glancing up, he saw Power Princess battling Puma and Linx, sisters and one-time environmentalists until head injuries during a volley ball game turned them to crime and they joined Sylvia's organization. Nearby Atomic Girl was locked in combat with Pheramoan, Sylvia's second in command, with the ability to emit strong pheromones, helping to distract and defeat male opponenets.
When he saw Sylvia and Super Donna slugging it out by the stolen platinum, Dave rushed to his feet. His head spun and he landed face first on the dreaming Jade Dragon's bare stomach. Groaning, he pushed himself up slowly and reached inside the back of Jade Dragon's left boot.
Dave retireved the small sap Jade kept concealed there and crept behind Puma, who was restraining Power Princess while Linx was working the crime fighter's mid section. The sap's leather made a distinctive "THWAP" as it crossed the back of Puma's head. The bad girl went stiff and moaned, pain moving like an electric pulse through her skull. Her grip on Power Princess weakened as she slumped backward into Dave's arms. Power Princess immediately kicked Linx in the stomach, sending the girl into the wall. Power Princess proped her opponent to her feet and socked her hard on the jaw. Behind her feline half mask, Linx smiled and her eyes fluttered shut. Sliding down the wall, Linx joined her sister in dreamland before her cute ass touched the ground.
"Help me with Jade!" Power Princess urged Dave. They both sat the fallen crime fighter upright and slapped her gently until she woke. All three then joined the fight.

Jade Dragon quickly landed sharp karate chop to Pheramoan's neck. The voluptous bad girl went stiff and dropped loudly to the ground. "Thanks kid!" Atomic Girl said to Jade Dragon. "Let's finish this!"

All four converged on Super Donna and Sylvia, both locked in a furious battle. Dave wanted to black jack Sylvia, but the fight shifted so fast that he was in danger of knocking out Donna. Atomic Girl and Power Princess grabbed Sylvia by the arms and tore her off Super Donna, shoving her away. The villianess fell back against the wall, cornered by the crime fighters.

"It's over, Sylvia, let's go down town!" Super Donna urged.

"Like hell!" Sylvia sneered. With one hand, Sylvia smashed a small vial on the ground in front of Justice Force and with the other placed a small gas mask on her face. Gas was everywhere. Dave felt like he'd been punched again. Super Donna fell next to him and then Dave felt himself sag into darkness.

When the gas cleared, all five memembers of Justice Force lay prone and unconscious at Sylvia's feet. She took out a small cell phone and quickly punched in a number. "Bring the hover craft down, we've got casualities to transport along with the platinum!"

Hanging up, Sylvia walked over to her fallen nemesis and knelt down beside her. "I've waited a long time for this, Donna my girl!!!" Sylvia hauled Donna upright and slugged her in the face. A short squeal of agony escaped Super Donna's throat and Sylvia let the lifeless woman drop. She glanced at Dave next to her.
"Stretching that young boy's shorts, are you Donna?" Sylvia asked and she undid the buttons on Super Donna's top, exposing the crime fighter's tits. Grabbing Dave by the shoulder, she set him face down on Donna's left tit, the pink nipple passing between the slumbering boy's lips. Sylvia snapped a few digital pictures of the couple as the hover craft landed behind her.

The loading bay ramp eased to the ground and a sexy bleach blonde walked down, chewing gum and blowing bubbles. "Hey boss, what happened?"

"Justice Force interefered again!" Sylvia snarled. "Let's get the metal on board and then the rest of our Sisters, Gwen."

Using a power pallet jack, Gwen and Sylvia quickly loaded the precious metal on the hover craft. One at a time, they carried on their knocked out comrades in crime.

"Tell me Gwen, what do recall about our last encounter with Justice Force?" Sylvia asked, placing the concused Puma on a recovery bed inside the hover craft.

"A round house kick to my head from Jade Dragon and then waking up in the prison infirmary.." Gwen answered.

"No, I mean who was there besides Super Donna and company and the police?" The pair settled the dreaming Pheramoan on a gurney.

"Every TV newsreporter in the tri state area!" Gwen replied.

"Exactly. Now why do you think the police allow this quartet of over sexed gym bunnies to run around in spandex fighting crimminals like us?"

"Because they're wearing spandex?"

"And also because the public loves Justice Force," explained Sylvia as they settled Linx on a bed. Going outside one last time, Sylvia and Gwen took in the scene of the devasted Justice Force. Sylvia discovered with geniune pleasure the shinner forming where she had sucker punched Super Donna. "Gwen who do you think is the weak link in Justice Force?"

"The one sucking on Super Donna's boobs?"

"Correct! I have plans for this young man!"

"Are you going to steal him like you did Jack Dugan?" Gwen asked.

"No! Taking Super Donna's man from her only made her more dedicated to law enforcement. I have to use the man to bring her and this cast of bimbos down!"


Sylvia leaned down and slapped Dave on the ass.

"He's really cute, Sylvia," commented Gwen.

"Glad to hear you feel that way, that will help with my plans immensely!"

Both women reboarded the hover craft and the machine vanished into the sky.

Justice Force - Part 4

Power Princess slowly came around after she was seated on the chair in her corner. Her eyes fluttering open, she took in the concerned looks on the faces of the people surrounding her.

“Try and speak!” Jade Dragon said, gently slapping Power Princess, aka Jackie Ellison‘s, face. Still semi conscious from Dave’s sleeper hold, her eyes searched everywhere with anticipation and then finally came to rest on Atomic Girl. “It’s the Easter Bunny at last!” Power Princess exclaimed in dreamy contentment.

“Damn, Dave, you really fucked her up!” commented Atomic Girl. “When Donna gets back she’ll be shocked a man finally knocked out Jackie! Dave, get the smelling salts.”

“A man knocked me out?” Power Princess asked with hazy pleasure. “Who was it? Was he big and strong?”

“Well, I’d say so, Power Princess,” Dave answered the dazed girl’s question as he returned with the smelling salts.

“No, he wasn’t! Give me that!” Atomic Girl blurted. Breaking the small phial by Power Girl’s nose, Atomic Girl gently waved the salts under her partner’s nostrils.

“Ohhhh!” Power Princes head cleared instantly and she glared with anger at Dave. “You!”

“Yeah, I knocked you out cold,” Dave stated the obvious as if Power Princess wasn‘t in the gym when their fight occurred.

“Get back in your corner, Dave!” Power Princess ordered. “This match is not over!”

“Sure its over, I sent you to dreamland in under a minute…”

Power Princess’ fist sailed close to Dave’s face as Atomic Girl yanked him backward. “She’s ticked!” Atomic Girl turned her sometime lover around and shoved him back to his corner of the mat. “You’re dead!”

“I am not! I koed her once, I’ll do it again!”

“Dave, you’re the first male ever to knock Power Princess out. Guys twice your size have ended up in the hospital after tangling with Jackie and you put her out with a sleeper!”

The automatic buzzer screeched. Atomic Girl shoved the befuddled Dave forward. “I’ll see you in the infirmary!”

Dave barely went four steps when Power princess slammed directly into him. The impact flipped Dave completely over backwards and he landed loudly and painfully on his back. The gym ceiling blurred soothingly for the few moments it took for Power Princess to smile gleefully, raise her knee to her chin and drive it directly into Dave’s belly. Cursing between gasps, Dave rolled into a ball. Power Princess quickly knelt and pinned Dave’s wrists to the mat with her knees. She raised her right fist to her shoulder. Dave winced, knowing he was about to be clobbered.

When no explosion of pain wracked his skull, Dave unsquinted his eyes. Power Princess was slipping the shoulder of her white tank down her arm. “Jackie? What are you gonna do?” Dave asked, consumed with equal amounts of unease and lust. Even more unsettling; Power Princess was smiling the way she had when they first met, like Dave met with her approval.

“Sweet dreams!” Atomic Girl called out, but Dave didn’t hear her or notice the small digital camera Jade Dragon was pointing at him and Jackie.

“I…don’t…ah…know about…right here…Jackie….” Dave stammered as he watched Jackie’s tank top fall to her waist. Power Princess’ smooth, round breasts hung like graceful teardrops, curving into a near perfect spheres. Her nipples were hard and purple.
Power Princess leaned down to Dave right ear, allowing her tits to coyly brush on his face.

“Don’t worry Dave,” she whispered. “You’ll wake up in my bed!”

She kissed Dave affectionately and in one deft move, submerged Dave’s face in her boobs. Dave barely struggled as Power Princess’ skin first caressed his face and then began to close off his mouth and nose to oxygen.

Then he felt his air go short and a fire start in his lungs. Dave gasped and tried to push or pull Power Princess off of him.

“I’m going to fuck you so hard!” was the last thing Dave heard as his eyes began to close. Power Princess’ grin of triumph widened when she felt Dave’s massive erection in his shorts.

“I own you!” Power Princess murmured. Dave felt his eyelids shut and he couldn’t open them. His lips pressed against Jackie’s cleavage, taking in the feel. And Dave was out cold!

When he emerged from Power Princess’ sleeping quarters the next morning, Jackie Ellison was sleeping deeply, the erotic dreams playing in her head reflected on the delighted smile on her face.