Sisterhood of Evil - Part 2

Max had read and reread the file on Miki Huang, also known as Agent Miki in Justice Force, a day before their match. He had gone to the gym where Power Princess' partner worked out and gave her a challenge.
Miki was the perfect foil to the statuesque Power Princess. As Gwen and Cathy tied up Max's boxing gloves, he eyed his opponent's compact, but nicely proportioned body for a weak point. resting above Miki's pert breasts, he saw the flaw in her defense.
"Didn't think you'd make it, Mr....?" Miki asked with taunting arrogance as she faced Max in the center of the ring. That Max was an inch taller than her triggered excitement in the girl. She wondered how hard Max was going to hit her.
"Mr. Max, you can call me for now," said Max. They touched gloves. "When you come around, we'll talk about what you'll call me."
Mike let out a laugh and the buzzer screeched.
The psychological profile worked up by the Sisterhood of Evil for Max informed him that Miki was a happy submissive who acted aggressively to provoke males into subjecting her. A poor quality in a crime fighter, Max decided as they circled each other, calculating when to strike at Miki.
Miki swung at Max excitedly, her eyes feverishly wide. Max dodged the first two punches and deliberately took the the third on the side of his face.
"That was pretty good, Miki, that stung," Max told her. "Hey, wait, Miki! take your glasses off so you don't get hurt!"
"Thanks, I forgot!" As Miki removed her black rimmed glasses carefully, Gwen jumped into the ring and snapped the spectacles away, declaring she'd take of them.
"Okay Mr. Max, you useless man, get ready for a beat down! I'm ready!" Mike said, blinking her eyes to adjust to her blurry vision.
"Me, too, Miki!"
BAM!!
Max's left hook caught flush on Miki's chin, lifting her off her feet and into a Fourth of July fireworks display. Miki seemed to float fore ever among the bright lights. When she finally flopped on the canvas, Miki was semi conscious, enchanted by the luminous ceiling lights.
"Hey Miki, wake up!" pulled Miki to clarity. Max and Gwen were lifting her up.
"I was...strawberry ice cream?...what happened?" Miki looked around, confused.
"You got knocked out," Max explained, sweetly. "You're going to have to do better if we're going to box."
"Box with you? Sure...."
Max raised Miki's fists to chest level and positioned one glove in front of her chin. "Ready Miki?"
Miki looked into her opponent's eyes and felt a wave of pure lust move through her.
"Package acquired and ready for transport," Gwen remarked drolly to Max.
"You have a package for me?" Miki asked, brightly.
"Yes, I do, sweetheart!"
Max pushed Miki's fists back down and hammered a second left hook on her chin. Miki's head popped back. She was dazed, stiff as a board and smiling. Gwen stepped behind her as Cathy casually walked up to the young crime fighter.
"Biao zi!" Cathy said to Miki and disdainfully nudged Miki's chest with her index finger. The knocked out crime fighter relaxed and pitched downward into Gwen's extended arms, melting into unconsciousness.
"Cathy, we need to discuss your language when this job is over," Max remarked as the two girls carried the super heroine out of the boxing ring.

Miki woke to find herself at home, in bed and Max seated beside. As he checked how she was feeling and found out more about her, Gwen and Cathy went over Miki's apartment, downloading information from her computer and lap top. If the pair of spies made any noise, Miki was soon too occupied to hear them.
While Miki slept, Max got dressed and went out to his is associates.
"Took Agent Miki above and beyond, eh Max?" asked Gwen, popping her bubble gum and grinning sarcastically. Cathy only glared at him intently. Max ignored the provocations.
"Got everything from the computers?" he asked. When Cathy, the computer expert failed to answer, Gwen said yes. "Excellent. I'll gas her and we can get out of here."
As Max took a small aerosol spray can of ko gas developed by the Sisterhood of Evil from his pocket, Cathy snatched it from his hand. "I'll do it!" she insisted gleefully.
"Hey who let you in?" Miki said, springing out of bed when Cathy strode in. "Where's Max!?"
"I gave him some of this," Cathy sprayed a jet of gas into Miki's face. "You won't remember this of course. You are only going to recall getting koed by Max and then having sex with him."
Miki felt elated and light, the whole world was going black. As her victim fell, Cathy grabbed and sat her on the edge of the bed. "You understand, Agent Miki?"!
"Yeaaaaaahhhhh!"
WHAP!
Cathy fist cracked on Miki's jaw. With a deep sigh, Miki hit her pillow, out cold.